Immune.

Outside is no different than inside the room. It’s dark, as if the whole world was swallowed by night. But just before the block out, a virus called P-M (Project mutation) was spread through out the city, which made the humans, turn into flesh eating creatures. And we, we are immune. (Probably experimented on by the government, the same who made the P-M virus) and we are being monitored on.

Jsmn:  

 

We woke up together, in a dark square room. Every inch of our body aches, that every little movement we make causes pain. I tried thinking, rummaging through my memories, the reason why we are here. But all was blank. All I remember is my name, Claire, and that I have to stay with you to be able to survive.

 

Razor:

 

Ever have one of those mornings right after a bender and you wake up with a stale yet bitter taste in your mouth – almost like metal. Groggy and for some reason you feel like every part of you is aching. That was how it was as Michael’s eyelids started to move. Slowly opening, though really one at a time. His hand moving up to rub the sleep that had built up in the corner of his eyes.. Ugh….there was a sensation in his gut, like he knew he wanted to be sick. Mixing the sick feeling with trying to figure out what the hell he’d done to end up like this, he turned his head slightly – just enough to see that he wasn’t alone.

“Okaaay….” There was a girl beside Michael. She was pretty, that much he could tell through the haze of waking. Question was…who was she? Why couldn’t he remember what he had done the night before? Raking back his hair as he moved his hand from his eyes to the back of his head, he tried to sit up, but then felt a terrible pain in his gut again. Had he eaten something to make him so sick that he could barely move to sit up. All he could think to say was…

“Are you okay?”

 

Jsmn:

 

Pain, Pain and Pain. That’s all she knew she felt, she’s sure there’s more but the pain is the overwhelming one. She opened her eyes, and closed it again, and opened it again. Am i blind? She thought of, at the same time trying to remember anything that would explain what is happening but everything was blank just like a paper, where her name was the only thing written. Then she heard, a slight sound…breathing? She’s sure it’s not hers.

“Okaaay….” hearing that voice, now she’s positive she’s not alone. She opened her eyes again, slower this time. But still everything was dark, as if her eyes were still shut. Another slight rustling sound, she tried to locate where could he be, but not intending to move, since she knows it will bring her more pain since every part of her body aches.

“Are you okay?” she took a deep breath and sighed. “No…Are you?” She answered quite irritated. “And stop making those creepy sounds…I can’t actually move and see you, you see…and don’t come near me…” She added.

 

Razor:

 

Whoever this girl was beside him, she wasn’t entirely happy to hear him speak. Probably was a good thing that Michael couldn’t remember her at all. The weird part thought was that she was laying beside him and yet was telling him that she didn’t want him touching her. Michael could manage to turn his head, just enough to see her – well the outline of her face. But as for trying to get up, well that was something that he had not yet been able to do. She complained about the creepy sounds she was hearing, insinuating that it was him doing it. As far as Michael was concerned, he didn’t think he sounded creepy – more like he was sick. She should thank her stars that he didn’t end up being sick all over her face at the moment. He had just enough willpower to keep whatever it was in his stomach, down.

Opening his eyes wider, it was hard to make out exactly where they were. The room was really quite dark, and there didn’t appear to be windows, or even a door from where they were both laying.

“No, I feel like I have been hit by a truck…then a bus, and ran over by a train.” That was just about the level of pain he was in, though he was being a little elaborate in his explanation. “And..if I touch you, it’s not cause I want to.” Michael had to add that cause she was right beside him. Normally, he didn’t mind holding a pretty girl in his arms, though right now he didn’t really feel like he could even pick anything up if he tried.

“My bets are that someone slipped us roofies…and…we are in some sort of…hospital.”

Only problem with his theory was there was no sign of medical equipment and not only that the room smelt musty, almost like whatever filtration system was running had not been cleaned in like…forever. There was something really wrong with this scene. He turned his head again towards the girl and said. “Not to be rude, Miss….but who are you?”

 

Jsmn:

 

She waited until he was done blabbering his thoughts. And now she knows, they were pretty just beside each other, hearing him speak. “Are you an idiot? How can this be a hospital? Hospitals supposed to be bright, smelly and well, disgusting…” She said, almost choking herself with her sarcastic laugh but sounded like she’s choking. She coughed, and took a deep breath. “Well, I’m pretty hurt too. I can’t even move an inch…and yes, I know now that we are basically lying beside each other..Just try not to touch me, I don’t have the energy to even scream in pain if you happen to hit one of my I don’t know how many wounds…”

“It’s Claire…I don’t know what comes next…Just Claire…” She answered, “and you?”

 

Razor:

 

You know when you get that wish, that like if you had to share a room with a pretty girl, that she’d be sweet and adorable. Well, this girl was paying lip service, and not in a good way. First off, calling him an idiot for suggesting the room that they were in was a hospital. Sure, it didn’t appear anything like a hospital, but why else would they both be lying together in a dark room, unless this was the worst motel room in the city. This…was just all wrong, and with this girl laughing at him now, was making it all the worse. When she coughed from her little fit of laughter, it was hard not to smile. Michael was never one to be rude to strangers, but this girl had a nice way of winding him up, even if she didn’t realize she was doing it or not. The girl started to complain about not being able to move, which was a little similar to how Michael felt. It was like his arms were dead weights, and just lifting his hand to brush back his hair took some effort.

In a way it was like being trapped without restraints. Like, she…this girl who went on to say her name was Claire – said she didn’t want to be touched, cause she felt that she was covered in wounds. But why would they both be injured, laying in a dark room together and not being able to remember what happened to put them in this predicament. If he had been a girl, he would have been screaming for whoever put them there to come and let them out. But, being that he was a grown man, he had to not only put up with Claire, but he had to mind his manners in the light of things. One thing though…he couldn’t remember much about himself. She was able to sprout off her name, but it took Michael a good minute to remember his. That….was all he could remember.

“I think…I’m Michael.”

Now the worry was starting to creep in.

“Do you remember anything? How you came to be here….with me?”

 

Jsmn:

 

She knew that was a little rude of her but then words sometimes just blurts out before we could scale them whether it’s rude or not. Well, she thinks maybe she’s just screwed that way, if she’s wrong, if maybe her self that she’d forgotten is a little more of a sweet talker, that’s much better. “You think?…so, we both don’t remember that much huh?” She answered, “All there is…is just Claire. I don’t even know if that’s really my name. I don’t want to state the obvious, but I think we are captured…are you a smuggler or what?” She added, tho she know that’s really not the case here. It’s far more, serious and dangerous. She felt her heart thumping, and little by little, it’s getting hard to breath. She lifted her hand up with all her might, looking carefully if she’s injured there or not. “Good…” She whispered seeing only a few scratches and lifted it up towards where she thinks Michael was. “Let me do a hand shake, Michael… Don’t waste it, it took more energy than it supposed to be and hold on to it…” she said.

 

Razor:

 

So this girl, Claire; knew as much as he did. Just a name. That was all either could remember. The feelings were pain that was hard to describe, really. Although Michael had given a good go at it. His examples were treated lightly, till it appeared that Claire was now also trying to come to grips with the situation they were both in. “So we don’t both remember much.” Well that was a given. From what Michael could see he wasn’t even sure what he was wearing. His head straining slightly as he raised it enough to cast down to his shirt and pants, that both appeared to be bloodied and torn. You could try to deduce from things like attire, to match into the fact he was still in a lot of pain. As Claire continued to speak, about how she wasn’t even sure if she was actually Claire, Michael let out a roar of pain, as he forced himself with all his might to sit up. It was like his skin was tearing wide open, and no words could truly describe the feelings. His face however showed all he needed too. Brows deeply furrowed, and he was squinting so hard, you couldn’t see his eyes at all.

“AAARRRGGGHHH!”

His voice echoed throughout the darkened room till it died away, leaving him panting heavily. Claire asked if Michael was a smuggler, to which Michael let out a half laugh, as though she had to be kidding.

“I don’t even know what day it is, or what happened to me. If I were a smuggler, I am a pretty shitty one.”

Looking down at Claire she had managed to just lift her hand enough to shake, as some sort of attempt at greeting. A more formal one that early on. As not to waste his strength, he merely took her pinky and gave it a small shake.

“There….not wasted.” He released her finger and continued to observe his surrounds. Trying to listen out for the sounds of other voices, or machinery. Anything that might give off a clue as to where they were being held.

 

Jsmn:

 

“I don’t even know what day it is, or what happened to me. If I were a smuggler, I am a pretty shitty one.” She would be happy if that was really the case here. Feeling his hand, well, she doesn’t know if she can call it a hand shake. “There….not wasted.”
“I told you, hold on to it” She said. “Hold on to it…” She demanded, still not taking her hand away. “I think you’re hurting more than I am. I’ll try to…” she took a deep breath, “I’ll try to stand…” taking another one, “It’s getting hard to breath here, Michael….” she added.​

 

Razor:

 

Michael wasn’t expecting Claire to suddenly get clingy. First she says not to waste energy on the handshake, then she reminds him that she wanted him to hold onto her hand. Girls….seriously. Keeping hold of her finger, he slid his hand a bit further to clasp her own, but it didn’t come without some pain. He grumbled in annoyance, but fulfilled her wish anyways. “There…holding it. Happy now?” You couldn’t say that Michael was acting like a gentleman at the moment, more like this was starting to become a very strained relationship. Already, the concern that Michael felt was growing, and to add to that, this girl – Claire was probably going to be a burden to him as he tried to figure out just how to escape from the darkened room.

“I think you’re hurting more than I am…”

“Really? What gave you that idea?” Micheal had been pretty vocal when he tried to sit up and found himself in agonizing pain. Now, SHE wanted to try and sit up. Oh hell no… The very thought of her ear piercing screams was enough to force his hand.

“I’ll try to stand..”

“No..you won’t..” Using what energy he had, the young dark haired Michael spun his waist enough to try and lift Claire off the table, all the while she complained about the fact it was getting harder to breathe. Michael’s legs felt like they were turning to jello beneath them, but he strained as hard as he could as he tried to find an exit.

“There has to be a way out of here..” He coughed.

 

Jsmn:

 

A moment ago, she was actually trying to save their ass until she runs out of breath but then as she knew or well,… men are really unpredictable. “That’s just…” she coughed. “Really…unnecessary…dumb ass!” she complained trying to breath in as little as oxygen as her immune system agreed to. She watched him, but he was fading in the room, almost like blending in the dark. “M-michael?” she called.​

 

Razor:

 

“You’re welcome..”

What else could Michael say, when even in her fights for breathe, she still continued to tell him off. Micheal imagined that in different circumstances, that she would indeed be a real fighter, but right now she was fighting for every breath she could muster. Michael was in a great amount of pain, but he knew that the limited oxygen supply would only dwindle further unless he got himself under some amount of control. Panicking led to an increased heart rate, which in turn would mean that he would be taking greater and more frequent breaths. Blinking, as he tried in desperation to focus, he happened to make out the shape of what had to be some sort of doorway. Could this be their one and only way out. Adjusting his hold on the girl, he took a deep breath – holding it in and then charged at the door with all the might he had. The body slam would probably hurt like Christ, but he had to get them out of the room, and find that much needed fresh air.

On striking the door, the hinges buckled enough to force the door to fall forward – sending Michael and Claire with it.

 

Jsmn:

 

Just as she was about to call on him again, he appeared and before she could react she was already outside the room, or she thinks so feeling a cold breeze but it was just as dark as before. “M-michae..” before she could finish, she felt her hand touching something hard, a body? She didn’t land on something right? “M-M..” she muttered, slowly reaching again for that something she touched earlier, and ended up into what she can tell a face. “No! No!” She kicked, and try to get away without thinking, she just wanted t get away, she’s not sure what that was and as hell, she’s scared as hell now. “Michael!” she yelled.

 

Razor:

 

They had made it out. The force of the impact though was enough to have Michael roll on his back exposing Claire to whatever was outside the door. He could feel the terrible sensation that he had knocked his shoulder right out of his socket. The young man was now going cross eyed from the pain, but just to make matters worse…Claire started to stutter his name. Kind of a barrage of M’s. Like she was now upset to be outside the room. There really was no pleasing this girl. The hallway that they had found themselves in was just as dark as the room they had come from.

“No! No!” Claire started screaming. It was almost blood curdling as she screamed his name this time. “Micheal!”

“WHAT?!”

Michael could feel Claire trying to scoot back from something, and as much as it pained him, he strained his neck to see.

“OH MY GOD!”

Claire was partially lying on a dead body…the face etched in a horrific state. Whoever it was died horribly.

Heart ache – The Kingdom of Pride : PD

 

Following on from “The First Leviathan” – The Kingdom of Pride.

 

Sieg:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
Salem merely raised an eyebrow at the sight of his portal just being destroyed by those demonic flames, not really feeling threatened nor worried about what happend before them. If anything his annoyance only increased enough for him not to feel fear as this intruder decided to speak to Alaric. In the end it was the way he saw this creature, as an intruder, one that demanded but gave nothing than useless shows of force in return for his demands…and if anything, the genie felt like if poison was running through his veins as he heards the words he said…and that tone. But his face masked well the desire he heard to close a portal around his neck if with that he made silence

Brute…coming here and demanding things without even having the proper manners…

If anything the genie’s dark thoughts were fueled by the similarity between this man and one of his past masters, some persian warrior from the past that the genie to this day smiled as he imagined his ultimate fate at the hands of a poor slave who drove a pair of scissors through his neck the moment he tried to pry her legs open. It was something he couldn’t help, the genie did not enjoyed brutes, he despised them with every bit of his soul, and even if this so called Ikki was not one, his actions already gained him the dislike of the ancient creature bound to the Prince of Pride

With no disrespect implied, if a conversation was what you desired we would have been all happy to have given one…but no creature has the right to feel offended by the lack of one, when they display such hostility without justification

Salem seemed to behave like a good servant, being respectful of those in the room even if deep inside he desired to gut this creature and hang it upside down on a boat so the birds made quick works of the remains. But he couldn’t…he needed to keep the appearances and so he did, just stating the facts as again his sands seemed to seeming appeard out of thin air as they both rebuilded the Golden Gate this creature destroyed as he just fixed any structural damage he may have caused using the magic contained in the sands. Afterwards he spoke, still that respectful and collected tone in his voice, as to the eyes of others he may have not seemed the least bit bothered

If a conversation you desire, you will have it, but it will require for you to stop your hostility towards this lands and the Prince himself before anything…and of course, clearly state why of all places your suspicious leaned towards this kingdom, of the many that could have performed the action that caused you to come here seeking answers

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
Kingdom – Pride Castle

The situation was coming to a head. From the words of the intruder, known simply as Ikki – a servant of the Lord of Envy, he was on a fact finding mission, that was to catch the culprit or murder the one that had slain the former head of Envy. The simple destruction of the golden gate the first time, along with further ill words being thrown around were not helping matters at all. Time for talk had come to an end. There was no correlation between whispers that the Pride kingdom had anything to do with Envy and the untimely death of the former Prince. To know the truth, one needed proof. Proof that would not be obtained between the walls of the Pride enclave. While the Prince himself was beyond annoyed by this stand off before him, the genie had chosen to use his tongue once more to bring the stale mate to some sort of conclusion. At the same time, he also engaged in bringing back that same gate that had been destroyed oh so easily. The Naga chose this moment to make his move. The great green eyes of the snake closed tight as the fabulous jewel that rested between its eyes was absorbed into its own skin. With that dissappearing from view, the snake began to morph into a full python. It’s body beginning to turn left – unravelling the massive coils as it created a perimeter around the Genie and the intruder. This ….circle would pass before the Prince of Pride as a method to shield him, whilst at the same time preparing a diversion.

When tail met head, the head of the massive naga reared up and it was then it did something very unusual. The jaw of the snake slackened, allowing the depth of the snake’s throat to be seen. But there was something in the serpent’s mouth now. Right at the back of the throat.

The jewel.

One thing about the Prince was he favored his own reflection, being a proud fellow. This meant that the Throne room itself was dotted with many mirrors and even small cuts of glass that was reflective. The naga chose to harness his environment to do a spectacular feat. A loud and terrible hiss came from the naga as the jewel was activated. The power of the jewel was a brilliant show of light, that rocketed out of the naga’s mouth and bounced off every single mirror in the room. This created a huge criss cross affect of light. Blinding enough to make it difficult to see, and possibly create a reaction from the invader to fall into the newly constructed Golden gate.

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~RB~

Kiri:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
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Ikki had been listening to them speak politely, and he didn’t care that he had offended the Prince of Pride at all, if he had then he wouldn’t have done it in the first place if he had to be utterly honest with you to the full degree; however, he wasn’t surprised that the man’s minion was callous enough to actually assume he had the ability to say Ikki had started the fights. He was defending himself from guards who took it upon themselves to attack him when he was being peaceful at first, and normally he would have exploded from that and snapped back at the male, rose his sword against him and challenged him; but it was obvious that at least one servant of Pride knew how to defuse a situation. Thankfully, Ikki took the hint to that and instead of fighting, he simply covered his eyes and decided to head through the portal as fast as he can… teleporting out of the place as he got the hint.

(TC)

Tory:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
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Pride castle throne room

The nagas’ light show didn’t come as a surprise to Astaroth, he’d seen it happen before and it just so happened that his eyes weren’t so light sensitive as most others. A convenient trait in situations like these, he didn’t get blinded as easily and usually wasn’t all that surprised by it. He felt the intruder’s presence fade and disappear and shifted to a more peaceful appearance as soon as the man left. A different one from before as he wasn’t all that aware of his shapes and usually forgot if a lot of things happened in between. He usually blamed it on his lack of an appearance.
Is it just me or have I been threatened today by my supposedly faithful servant and then again by some [b]servant of a prince I don’t think I’ve even met in addition to being maybe accused of killing said prince and being a brainless child and a coward?[/b]” he asked as soon as the light dimmed down to what was normal for the throne room. “Because I don’t really understand what just happened.” he sighed.
This incident, though, acted a little like a wake up call. Astaroth needed to know more about what was happening in hell. It wasn’t enough to sit on his throne on this island even if he didn’t get to go anywhere. He might be stuck, but he was the only one. Everyone else who inhabited the island could leave at will and bring information back. He’d have to send out spies of his own. Make a league of spies specially chosen by him for skills that would make them nearly impossible to spot. He’d choose someone to represent him in the other kingdoms if he was ever invited somewhere and take part in everything he possibly could take part in. The best thing he could do, however, was to find a way to break the seal that held him on the island so he himself could travel when he needed to.
Salem, find me a raven.” he smiled at the genie and waited for him to leave before turning to the nagas. “How do you think is best to send a request to the witches? I’m thinking some of them may know about binding angels.” Astaroth did know almost every sigil there was for warding and several ways to seal angels, but he’d never thought he himself would be stuck as he always thought he’d stay in heaven and help others with healing or learning.
I also require to meet the stealthiest of my legionnaires. I think I need to set up a network of spies throughout hell so that I can get information that would otherwise be lost due to my unfortunate living arrangements.” he suggested with a smirk. “I believe I need to participate in this game of power. I have spent too much time on moping, don’t you think?” he shook his head as he walked past the nagas and gestured for him to follow.
I’m sure I have plenty of weapons to share with the soldiers and all of them are good, many even crafted by the angels. I believe holy items work best on demons, don’t they? I will take a few for myself but we can distribute the rest of them and then make sure the armoury is stocked of enough weapons so that every soldier will have at least one.” he walked from the throne room at a brisk pace towards his own private armoury of weapons that would eventually go dull unless he used them, or someone else.
Oh, and don’t forget. I don’t like it when I’m threatened by people around me, especially not when it’s a death threat for when I show weakness. Give only the neccesary information to Orimitsu. He is, after all, only supposed to be my mount.” he had noticed earlier, just chosen not to deal with it. “I do believe the way in which he spoke is not a way one should speak to his master, am I right?” he had always liked the nagas more anyway and now the genie as well even if the male didn’t seem to change his attitude much from neutral, but he clearly had a sense of humour. Something Astaroth appreciated.
He suddenly stopped walking about midway to his room of weapons.
Do you think that even if I’m the only one with this stomach ache, that I should have a doctor come for a visit just to get a second opinion on my health? You know, before we go to the extremes of preparing for an attack that might not even be coming.” he suggested. As an angel with healing powers, it was unlikely that he missed a sickness in his own being. But there was always the slim chance that he did, right? “Yes, I think that might be wise. Although it is highly unlikely that I missed it. Can you send a messenger or do we have one situated here?” he asked and then shook his head in disbelief at his own lack of knowledge for his own troops. He definitely needed to step up his game.

Sieg:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
As soon as Ikki left, the genie physically relaxed quite a bit as he just allowed a rather loud sigh to come out as the Golden Gate just vanished just around the same time that the light being created by Alaric did…only to reveal, surprise surprise, that the genie had called upon a pair of sunglasses to help him deal with the blinding light better, an accessory that if anything made him look strangely hilarious considering the clothing he was wearing at the moment. As to why he didn’t just close his eyes and decided to make a fool out of himself wearing that? Well…in all honesty it was for the Prince sake other than anything, and basicly to mask his own annoyance with how this week had turned out, in the end he didn’t wanted that neither the naga or his master would misunderstand the genie’s stressed eyes

Apparently lately you not the most popular person around Master…but then again you shouldn’t worry about the brute from before…I highly doubt he has the brain capability to find out who the killer is…if anything maybe he is going to try to pull that little number on the rest of the princes until they slap his head off his shoulder

Finally, able to go back to his normal self and calm down his own annoyance from the encounter from before the genie made the sunglasses vanish into smoke as he stood there, rubbing his temples a bit as he looked around at the room, relieved that Ikki decided to stop breaking things and just take his leave before he ended up becoming Alaric’s dinner. Of course his thoughts were interrupted by Astaroth request, which caused the genie to look at him with a raised eyebrow…a little confused about the request

Uhm…as you wish Master…I guess…

He said the small part still a bit confused about the sudden need for a raven of all things,but nevertheless he took off without questioning Astaroth directly, just flying off as his legs seemed suddenly replaced by some sort of very thick golden smoke as he flew across the air, leaving by an open window to seek the bird his master requested…even if he did not really knew why of all times he would need it now. This made him thought about his past masters, and the times when they have requested sudden wishes of this nature

A raven…why of all things would he suddenly have the need for an animal?…uhm…maybe it’s like that girl who…no, absolutely no…he isn’t like that…well…I hope…

Trying to shake a rather disturbing memory off from the time one of his most depraved mistresses asked him for a dog, Salem flew across the island in search for the bird that he quickly spotted standing inside a cage along with others of the same nature . The cage was placed on top of the roof of one of the houses, a place where they kept those trained birds to deliver messages outside the island. It may have sounded weird but ravens basicly were among the few creatures that here in Hell did not called so much attention so they were perfect to use as message birds

There we go…you come with me

Salem opened the cage, taking carefully one of the ravens as he just decided to fly back to the castle, taking a single moment to stare at the island below him and sighing deeply, unable to hold back the envy he felt towards the people below. Even if it sounded hard to believe Astaroth was a great ruler, and the people down there were just as happy as they were free, and many of them were willing to give away their lives for the one inside the throne room there. In a sence he felt the same, but he knew that despite all his power they had something he didn’t…and that thoughts never left him

Someday…one of this days…

Salem made his way back into the throne room as soon as Astaroth and Alaric had finished their conversation, his legs again forming as he stood next to the Prince of Pride as he held out the raven out at his lord, hoping that perhaps his assumption was right and he required it to send a message or something of the sorts. At least the bird was trained and it wouldn’t try to bite off a piece of flesh from their finger, so…at the very least it wasn’t an aggresive bird and it was more or less trained

The bird you requested, hopefully this is the type you were searching for…

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
Pride castle throne room

With the combined efforts of the Naga and the Genie, the disruptive visitor was sent packing through the Golden gate. As soon as the Gate turned back to sand, the Naga closed it’s mouth and the light stopped abruptly. Alaric’s head wobbled from side to side before the jewel reappeared within the Naga’s forehead – the creature now taking on the human like torso once more, but the body was still in the form of a circle that had been used to protect the Prince. it would take a few moments before the Naga was able to shrink back, but in this time he noted that the Genie had managed to find a pair of sunglasses to protect his sensitive eyes. The naga had forgotten about the Genie’s condition, but at the time he needed to create the light to help reinforce the fact that the invader needed to leave the Prince’s castle. The glasses did give the Genie a comical appearance, but as the Prince was still very upset by the events so far of that day, Alaric felt it unwise to try and make “light” of the situation.

Salem was already speaking to the Prince about theories as to why he was now a target of interest by the likes of Envy. Though from Alaric’s understanding, the character with the cocky attitude was in search of facts and no doubt he would be travelling to all kingdoms, not just Pride. You had to remember, there were seven kingdoms in Hell, and as it stood, Astaroth knew very little about his fellow Princes and Princesses. If he was to stay on top of things, he needed to know more of what was happening beyond his walls. His address to the Naga, after sending Salem off hunting for a raven, said as much.

“I believe I need to participate in this game of power. I have spent too much time on moping, don’t you think?”

“I wouldn’t go as far to call it moping, M’lord. Your hands are bound since you are unable to leave the Kingdom. So naturally, I can see why you might find all this frustrating.” Alaric spoke with a refined air, as he slithered alongside his Lordship. “As for the Witches, they are found in the Lands of Dyre. Led by Lavinia the Elder. As with other kingdoms, a summons could be done by raven, or perhaps you could engage Salem’s magic in order to speak to them another way.” It was not the Naga’s ability to speak telepathically to others on another plane. Every creature has its limitations. All he could do was make suggestions.

Approaching the armory, the Prince wanted clarification on whether holy items could repel demons. “I believe that they would be useful as weapons in the case of a demonic invasion. The question is just how big an invasion force it is. As you have said before, you wish to send out a spy network to judge just who is the biggest threat to your kingdom. We still don’t know who it is that has upset your dreams and your thoughts, M’lord.” As it stood, they knew that Envy was in search of the one that killed the first Leviathan. The hound let off the Prince of Envy’s leash had helped to discount that kingdom. That left the possibility of either, Wrath, Greed, Gluttony, Lust and Sloth being the warmongers.

Something else was still troubling the Prince. The words or threats that came from his Dragon – Orimitsu. The dragon did not like the Prince’s behavior, but in making a death threat over it there was now distrust between the Prince and his mount. Astaroth decreed that the dragon was only to be given limited information in future. The Naga bowed at the Prince’s words.

“As you wish, M’lord.” Alaric didn’t want to have to go into that conversation again, after everything that had happened that day so far. It was time to move forward and get on with the job of ensuring the Prince’s protection from external forces. The fact that the Prince was feeling ill in his stomach however, was something that needed tending to as soon as possible.

“I believe we have one on staff that can treat your ailments, M’lord. Calling someone in from the outside would only delay treatment, and I would rather see you healed and ready to face the challenges ahead.”

The Naga bowed once more, before slithering away in search of the Kingdom’s medical center.

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~RB~

Tory:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
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Pride castle

It’s nice to hear that. Please go fetch him. If this really is nothing but an upset stomach, I don’t think we’ll have to defend ourselves from anything. After all, my predictions aren’t always…” he paused to sigh and roll his head. “Predictable.” he smiled and waved after the naga. He’d attend to the doctor first and then take inventory on holy weapons later. For as long as there was an illness, the possibility of an invasion decreased considerably. At least the horrible outcome of his or his companions’ death. That knowledge would ease his building stress for the moment.
Astaroth was gazing out a window where Alaric had left him when Salem approached. He turned around with a smile and raised his arm so that the bird could hop on top it so that Astaroth could pet it. He always made sure everyone were as sated and comfortable as was possible, even the messenger birds. After all, if his subjects were happy, they were more likely to do his bidding. Even if it was an unreasonable request every now and then.
Thank you, Salem.” he gestured for the genie to follow. “Now, it has just come to my attention that another raven will be needed. Not, however, if you are capable of getting me in touch with a powerful, knowledgable witch that might possibly help me with my confinement problem.” he didn’t know how it could be done, but the genie’s connection to magic might be of help in the matter and was probably what would make it possible for him to connect with users of magic.
The fallen angel was walking towards his study, his private quarters and personal library. He was most at ease in places of knowledge, so he’d prepared a nice corner with comfortable and simple beddings. That way he could be with his books all hours. He, of course, had another room he used on occasion. One that was as lavish as one would imagine a prince’s bedroom to be, but Astaroth wasn’t someone that took pride in expensive surroundings. He enjoyed the beauty of things and the expensive stuff was more often than not far too loaded to be considered beautiful.
Once inside his study, which was a medium sized room just inside the library, he headed immedietly for his desk which was, as per usual, filled with parchment and scrolls on his current research. Currently it was a study of human morals relating to rulers in the human world that participated in conflict between nations. Before he’d tried to study the morals of demons and to find ways to predict them, but had discovered that there were hardly any previous moral codes for demons to follow. He’d given up the project and instead turned to humans, which were a delight to study.
Astaroth tidied up his desk by stacking the parchment and rolling up the scrolls to place in a box. Everything was tightly organised, marked or stamped so that it was easy for him to put it back or pick up where he left from. Each project was labelled by colour and the colour painted in a book with a short summary of the project and a list of every source he used. Older colours often had observations listed as a source. Something that had disappeared from the book after Astaroth was locked up. A reddish black marked the change of the prince’s freedom, the only colour in the book without a summary for the project was not finished and wouldn’t be until he was free from his prosperous prison.
The prince of pride, Astaroth, requires your services at pride castle. Send word about your arrival date and a flag will be provided for your safe passage over the lake.‘ he wrote in fine writing, each letter clear so that the message would be received without problem. He attached the message to the raven and sent it off.
Now, back to witches.” he stood up and rearranged everything as it was before so that he could easily pick up his research whenever he had time. “Would you have any idea who would be best to contact and know of a way to contact them efficiently?” it wasn’t often that Astaroth became serious, however, the situation called for it. Even if he wanted nothing more than to drink a tasty beverage with friends and attend to his garden.

Sieg:
Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
The genie sighed as he looked at the Prince in silence, truly at times getting puzzled by his behaviour towards the creature of this land. It’s true a monarch should respect his subjects if he did not wanted an uprising against him, in fact this was a lesson he learned well interestingly enough back in France. Would you believe he was part of the french revolution? That he had to disguise like the rest of people there in an attempt to blend in while he also had to perform missions to ensure the revolution would survive? He wasn’t an stranger to that at that point, he wore million of masks, served million of masters and mistresses and fought countless times to preserve their ideals while deep inside he awaited for Death to come claim his owner. It was what scared him now, any genie would claim the same, but Death always came to those who held this type of servants…ever observant…always fair and always there as an old friend of the genie. But for the first time he did not wanted to see it, being face to face again as it was Death that would determine who he would serve next…

Uhm…with the witches you say? Well…while a raven might be proper I pressume there is something that can be done

The genie followed his master, as usual always silent but ever present, looking around for a moment at that library found in this castle. He found it funny, funny to think that the very first moment Astaroth granted him a bit of freedom of movement he secluded himself within this room, hidden, believing the Prince would never visit this place and feeling comfortable among the pages of books. It was strange, his younger self would rarely read a book at all and would prefer to listen to information from other people ears…but ever since the moment he was taken from his home, lost everything…books became really good companions all of the sudden, at least, before meeting the ones here…but…even then at times he wished that he could just be with his loved ones…maybe if- And it was when it hitted him, a way to help his lord communicate with the witches after all

Well…seeking an audience with their elder sounds like the best idea I have right now, as for how to contact them, I do believe in this delicate issue…it would be best to go there in person my lord

His tone of voice sounded amused, as he did not explained how he planned to exactily put him in the place he needed to be considering he was bound to this location. No, in fact he explained nothing as he closed his eyes and focused, his sands making a circle around his feet as he noticed a rather concentration of magic somewhere…somewhere he asumed would hold somebody who could direct Astaroth to the elder witch, or someone who could help him. So the genie, repressing an smirk clasped his hands together, the accesories he wore made a sound at the sudden movement as the sands on command began moving forward, spinning without any apparent control in the air until a figure was formed from them, one that seemed a near clone of Astaroth himself…one that landed before him. It was identical almost in everything, except for the fact that it was fully composed of magically charged golden sands

You cannot leave this inmediate area, yet this does not mean that a golem is not able to be your voice and your ears on the outside…of course it won’t last forever but I believe it will work for your needs my lord

The genie smirked, as usual just finding some sort of loop alongsides the rules of a spell like his kind usually did. It wasn’t something so uncommon, and it was the reason that perhaps so many creatures like witches for example were careful around them…they would fulfill their word, but usually getting their way somehow. It was at this point that on his hands another item formed, what seemed to be a crown he held out towards Pride himself, small and simple, with only a gem on the front as the rest seemed like two golden vines starting on the back and meeting at the gem

The moment you place this on your head, the creature of the sands will be taken to a place known as the Witches Circle and you will be able to speak through it, ear what it ears, and your view will be the same. Through I have to warn you, this place is sacred to those like them who weild the mystic arts, so it will be wise that you introduce yourself properly my lord and seek an audience with their Elder, if we are lucky, they will be cooperative…

He did not mention why he couldn’t go in person, but perhaps the biggest reason was that he wasn’t a normal Djinn, he wasn’t free to use his magic like them, if anything he was a genie, and a defective one for that matter and part of him feel ashamed to meet them directly…or even wrost, be detected by another creature such as himself and being made a fool off for requesting the aid of witches and warlocks. Genies usually requested another sort of help, they held their own councils separatedly from the rest of mystic beings…they had their own rules, their own regulations…but he couldn’t resort to them either even if Astaroth desired it more than anything. He wouldn’t bow to the ones who turned their backs on his time of need, that considered an eternity of slavery a good punishment for a child’s mistake…and neither he would meet the witches directly, but he trusted doing this would be better, in the end, even if it would end up being taxing to maintain this golem remotetly, keep the connection and teleport it altogether…at the very least, he would still intact the little pride he had left

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Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
Kingdom – Pride Castle

Alaric had left the Prince with his next closest adviser – the genie, to go in search of a medical practitioner within the grounds of Pride Castle. Surely they had a few to call on, as the Prince should have a private physician on staff for such emergencies as this. The only problem was that the Prince had visions, dreams as well as the pain in his stomach. The Naga was no medical man, but he knew that this was not a simple quick fix. Going down into the bowels of the castle, he came across a series of rooms where soldiers and the like were treated for wounds, and battle injuries when they were practicing in the arenas and training pits. As a stretcher was brought in by two hefty looking fellows, and a soldier lay upon it with a sword sticking out of his gut, Alaric knew he was in the right place. With blood spurting out and onto the floor, it was easy for someone to slip. One thing that Alaric noticed was the lack of hygiene and the dated tools of trade that were on the walls. The Spanish inquisition had more modern equipment. In the centre of the next room, a woman wearing a nurses uniform was trying to replace a man’s eyeball with a wooden one. The man was grunting and groaning, thrashing about, as an over sized orderly tried to hold him down.

“Stop ya fidgeting, ya daft git. This will only hurt for a bit.” The squishing sound of her fingers working in the replacement eye was enough to make a man gag. She obviously knew what she was doing, but her bed side manner was lacking. There was no way that the Naga could present this woman to the royal court. She was covered in blood and entrails, her hair swept up into a loose bun, with large bottle like glasses that sat on the end of her nose. Finally the eyeball was firmly fixed in place and the nurse shouted out.

“NEXT!”

“Err….excuse me, Madame. I come from the Prince with a request for relief to his stomach pains.” The Naga was still partially in snake form, but the torso was that of a human. He didn’t mean to scare the woman, but she did give a yelp in surprise and fright.

“HORRIBLE HORNY TOADS!…YOU SLITHERING SCALY SNAKE! FANCY SNEAKING UP ON A POOR WOMAN!” The nurse clapped a hand over her right bosom and with her left hand she reached for her work station. It was not the kind of reaction that the Naga was expecting, but he tried to bite his tongue.

“My apologies if I startled you. I merely seek treatment for the Prince.” Trying to reinforce the reason for interrupting her surgery. The nurse came to her senses when she realized that the Naga worked directly for the Prince himself. She let out a huge expulsion of air before muttering under her breath and going over to her medical cabinet. Taking out bottle after bottle, opening lids, sniffing the ingrediants before starting to make a herbal remedy with the Naga waiting in behind her. The smell wasn’t very nice, but then again neither was the surgery. A few grunts and the occassional sneeze, and the woman then turned around with a bottle of purple coloured liquid.

“A spoon full before each meal, without fail and he should be fit as a fiddle in two days.” The nurse sure of her potion and that it would have the desired affect. Taking the bottle from the nurse, the Naga raised an eyebrow. He had to wonder if there was anything he should know about. Like side effects. He cocked a brow as the nurse set to get ready to work on her next patient. An amputation.

“Any…side effects?’

“A little nausea. Nothing he can’t handle. Now off with you, gotta hack off this boy’s right leg.” The nurse shooed the Naga as she held a huge saw in her hand, the patient letting out a blood curdling scream.

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“Oh shut up, ya sissy!”

~RB~

Tory:

Re: [RP] Kingdom – Pride Castle
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Pride castle, Astaroth’s study

Astaroth furrowed his eyebrows in dislike at the sands in his study, he didn’t trust anyone to clean in there other than himself and would hate to have to sweep the room to rid it of leftover grains of Salem’s golden sands. However, as the golem began to rise and take a form that Astaroth assumed was his own at the moment, his frown turned into a smile that he turned towards the genie.
That is magnificent.” he was astonished, as was shown when he walked around the thing and examined almost every grain on it’s surface. “I sure hope it works.” he wasn’t certain it would as Astaroth’s binding spell was quite potent. Although, on that thought, he could meditate and look at people beyond the barrier. Perhaps he would be able to let his consciousness travel with the golem as he could whenever he looked at the past.
The moment I…” he trailed off as he lifted the crown from Salem’s hands and examined it. It was quite beautiful. “I must ask you to guide the goldsmiths along whenever I’ll need a crown, this one is quite beautiful.” he smiled at his friend and lifted the crown to his head before he stopped and lowered his arms.
I must warn you. I do believe that when my consciousness disappears with this golem of yours, my body will most likely turn to that blank nothingness like sometimes happens when I sleep, right? So, as I’ve said numerous times before, please don’t move me or look at me too much. Sight is a little bit tricky to bring back.” he was of course referring to the blank whiteness that was his real, but not so much, appearance. The appearance of someone without one. It was a matter that easily confused people. Much to Astaroth’s annoyance, although sometimes amusement.
The white was bright enough to blind, much like Alaric’s light show earlier, only focused to one spot and constantly moving and changing due to the lack of a definite form. If he were in heaven without a form, it would hardly matter, but he had discovered that demons and others than angels were sometimes weak to this particular kind of light and thus sometimes turned out blind. In the worst cases, their eyes burned. Astaroth liked neither outcome. Eyes were tricky to make and fix. So many details one had to look out for.
Now, I best get going. Do make sure no one gets in, will you?” he asked kindly before putting the crown on. It didn’t seem to work right away and Astaroth was about to speak when a searing pain passed through his head as his consciousness when his mind tried to break through the barrier. Apparently his actual mind passing through in a golem was not allowed. He let out a shrill scream and immedietly gripped his head tightly. And then he was gone. As was obvious when his body collapsed to the ground and his clothes and golden locks faded to white, wings protruded from his back and everything started flickering and moving. What was lying on the floor was a hint of a winger humanoid form. Looking at it for one millisecond would maybe show a fat angel and the next it would be a childlike winged form. Never the same, never any details, only hints. Remnants and never the ones of his real appearance.

[Astaroth, thread change]

 

The Witches Circle – Power and Corruption : PD

 

Fu:

 

Witches Circle

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Oridin Lexington : ” A show ? If what happened a second ago was a opener for this………. I’m not so sure I am ready for this . ”

– The Young Apprentice said in a slowly decreasing tone to the man speaking to him , he was anxious at the words being said and furthermost he didn’t have the vaguest of understanding of what was going on . It all seemed a bit too fast for him , like being thrown into the middle of a tv series and having not seen the previous episodes before then . He didn’t know what to expect when expecting , and he didn’t have a word in edge wise because of this being his first appearance around all these people. When he saw newcomers come , all he could do was greet them before returning to silence ; he was here as a guest of sorts too so he wouldn’t try to stand out too much . All he had done would’ve been give a greeting a soft wave with his hand . –

Oridin Lexington : ” H-Hello.”

– Hearing the names of people he’s never met and the talks of Kingdoms had Oridin confused. He didn’t know much about the land outside of this particular region , and hearing about it had him stunned at the concept. Hopefully the Apprentice would get to hear more , but of course he would at least hope to make up some sense of it . –

 

Dessy:

 

The Witches Circle.

 

Once Mariela had walked into the Witches Circle, she turned to face everyone else, standing with Scar still by her side and the other three behind her. Her blue eyes moved between each person, narrowing slightly as she decided whether they could be trusted or not. Although, her face couldn’t be seen – not whenever the hood was up. She stayed silent, eyes shifting between each person, but they moved to look at Lavinia when she began speaking, her voice cool, yet holding no emotion.
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“Welcome, Mariela and family.”

Mariela simply gave a nod of her head, watching Lavinia as she began walking in her direction. The little witch was suspicious – very much so. She wasn’t quite sure how much these people could be trusted. She looked at the male who spoke a hello, giving a nod. She looked down when Lavinia held out her hand, but simply looked back up at her. “I have.”she said in response to having taken over Greed. Her head turned towards the gasp that could be heard from the crowd.“She killed Lydia?” she spoke, and Mariela tilted her head. “I killed Lydia, yes.” she said, her head snapping to the one who spoke next, who seemed to be clapping. She narrowed her eyes, before turning to look back at Lavinia.

Feeling the squeeze of Scar’s hand, Mariela lifted her hand and put it on top of his in reassurance. “You’re surprised by this?” she then asked about the apparent shock at the death of Lydia – by her hands. She then silenced the one’s behind her, and once again Mariela moved her eyes around the circle. “Watch over me?” Mariela asked with a raised eyebrow – but once again this couldn’t be seen. She looked up when Lavinia walked towards her, Lavinia being quite taller than the small witch.

“I know of the curse of Greed – I was there when both past rulers fell, but only one was by my hands.” Mariela spoke. “I promise I’m not under the curse of Greed, nor will I ever be.” she spoke. One so young and so seemingly innocent, held firmness, delicacy and courage in her voice when she spoke. With everything she’s already been through, nothing fazed her anymore.

“An elder?” Mariela asked, eyebrows raising as Lavinia spoke. “Why do you want me to become an elder?” she questioned. “And what makes you think I want to become an elder?” she asked afterwards. But at the mention of her family, Mariela turned around to look at the three people behind her. She gave a nod of reassurance, before turning back around. “These are my brothers, Sam and Sean, and my good friend, Tessa.” she said, removing her hand off of Scar’s hand to gesture behind her as she introduced each of them.

“I do not know if you are aware, child but there has been a disturbance caused by the turning of the time piece. May I ask you, has anything out of the ordinary….or simply put – strange occurred since the death of Lydia?”

Lavinia asked, and Mariela glanced towards Scar. Immediately, her mind went to Alice and the mirror. “I know nothing about this “turning of the time piece”. she said, looking up at Lavinia again. “But… yes. A few strange things have happened.” she said simply, not saying anything more.

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The Witches Circle

“I know all about it.” This was the time for the Dark one to step forward from where he had been standing as a witness to his historic meeting between Lavinia and the new Princess of Greed – Mariela. Lavinia lowered her hand slowly from the intended handshake, as the young Princess witch was wary of meeting the Queen of all Witches of Drye. Lavinia was not at all happy about what the Dark one had done, even though the turning of the time piece was the direct result of the Prince of Gluttony’s actions at the Hell’s Kitchen.

“Are you even aware of what goes on beyond the walls of Greed, Princess?”Shamus was pushing his luck to get involved at this point, but it was probably a good thing, since the Elders themselves needed to be informed of just why time was being played with. The Queen of Witches glanced back to see the slimy Dark one approach with a serious look about him. “A simple game of chess, dearie. That was the start of it. You….and your fellow rulers of Hell are on that board, but one decided that he sought more power than he should have.” The Dark one was now speaking of the Prince of Gluttony, the one that had just been banished from the Witches circle by Lavinia who had channeled the power of the Elders themselves.

Now everyone was listening intently. Even Lavinia herself. Hell had brought itself to the Witches Circle, due to that same time piece and while the Dark one did not control it, he knew the reasons for its turning and the dire consequences of that fact.

“Explain…Shamus.” Lavinia had taken her attention off Mariela for now, and even Marguerite was paying heed, as this affected her as well.

“We all saw who was here.” Shamus started, and this was when Esme – the apprentice and niece to the Queen of Witches chose her moment to speak.

“The Prince of Gluttony. He held a woman’s body….and…” The memory of what he had done, absorbing her into his own before they had shared a bizarre kiss still fresh in her mind. “That was no ordinary woman, child. That…was the Princess of Wrath.” Now, if Mariela was paying attention, this news that the Prince of Gluttony had attacked a fellow royal would be more than just shocking. “Turns out he is more power hungry than even I could have ever imagined.”

Scar couldn’t hold back any longer. The stark realization that his own beloved Princess could be in danger a very real fact. Mariela had released his hand after introducing her family to the Elders and the Queen. If Gluttony was going after the other royals, what was to stop him from coming after the Kingdom of Greed.

“Did he kill the Princess of Wrath?” Scar had to know.

“Looks like…he ate her. As to whether she was dead, the cat might know.” He meant by this, that Katrina, the servant of the Princess of Wrath was linked to her. But as many looked around, Kat was no where to be seen.

“And what has that got to do with the time piece.” Esme asked, knowing that only the right questions would get the right answers. She didn’t like getting herself involved in matters that were above her role as an apprentice, but it she felt she had to say something.

“Possibly the only way to save all of Hell from complete destruction, even if it does corrupt and cause chaos in its wake. The Prince wears the right hand of doom, a very dangerous piece that is a key…to the ultimate power. Now, I don’t normally hand that sort of thing over without a price, which was….a heart.” The Heart of Pride. Lavinia could see where this was going, and she looked to be getting angry once more. Katrina had not mentioned much at all about the Princess of Wrath, but now with the Prince of Gluttony gone with the absorbed body of the Princess, Kat must have gone off after them. Least that was the idea forming.

“Whose heart must he take?” Scar again now wanting answers. Was it Mariela’s? Was this why the Queen of Witches summoned her to become an elder and unite to save her heart from Gluttony? The Dark one tapped his nose and let out a chuckle.

“You don’t want me to spoil the show, now do you?” Oh how wicked he was being. The only one that had heard whose heart was to be needed, was Katrina, who had now left the circle and was currently out of the game. “Besides…Lavinia here has offered you a chance at protection. She just banished the Prince herself. Could you possibly do something like that when the time comes?”

He took another step closer and leered.

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“Can you?” Shamus took out a wand and waved it, before winking at Tessa. “What would you do, dearie? Put the family first or save yourself?”

~RB~

Krakus Mountain – Home of the Fallen : PD.

Krakus Mountain – Home of the Fallen.  Bandit is whisked to safety in Krakus Mountain, but it is only a matter of time before Raul the Black finds her.
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Flying.. What a strange sensation, especially for one who did not fly to begin with. Flap, flap. The beating of wings overhead made her blink and squint – until she simply closed her eyes completely. She was floating, airless.. The cold beat at her skin and made her hair whip around her, the only anchor was Habib’s warmth around her slowly freezing body.. All this time, through her exhaustion, she was still attempting to make sense of Habib’s words. Another inside her? What did such words even mean? With a slight sigh, almost inaudible, she would let herself fall limp in his arms once more, cuddling into him like a small child. Did Raul know? Was this his plan? Did he want her to be all to him, through a child? Would the child be as dark as his/her father? Was she going to have a boy or a girl..? And what on earth would she name it..?
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Re: [RP]Krakus Mountain – Home of the Fallen
Krakus Mountain – Home of the FallenPowerful wings continued to soar high above all the realms of Hell, spiriting away the sickly Bandit from those that wish to do her harm – in particular, Raul. Finally at the top of the mountain there was a single light, that waved back and forth as though it were some type of signal or torch. Diving down, Habib swooped until he came close to the edge of a ledge like crevice. Carefully, he beat his wings slower and finally touched down to land, right before a much smaller creature. A young girl. A very beautiful young girl. Her hair was pure ebony, her lips full and with a fresh face she bore a smile to see Habib return
.https://i2.wp.com/mobi-wall.brothersoft.com/files/240400/f/12831935484642.jpg“My love…you brought someone back?” The girl asked, setting down the lantern and approaching to see the sickly figure in his arms. Habib folded his dark wings back behind him as he allowed the girl forward. “Tis Bandit.”

The girl looked shocked, her face riddled with confusion as she then cast her eyes down at Bandit. “The….Bandit?” It was almost to incredulous for her to believe. In another life….she knew her. “But I thought she….” Amala started, but then she had to start walking with Habib as he made his way towards the temple. “No…but she nearly did.” Habib spoke of how she almost died right there in the maze. “The witch healed her.” Another surprise for Amala. “Which witch? And what of Raul?” Clearly, Amala knew of the Warlock all too well. She quickly cast her eyes to the skies, thinking that he may have followed them. Habib was pretty certain he hadn’t.

“Probably in some inn….drinking his life away now. He lost, Amala. End of.” Yes, Habib may have said this, but knowing what he knew with Bandit being pregnant, that may well change. He gave Amala a reassuring look, before walking Bandit into the temple. Amala ran back to get her lantern, and then with her bare feet padding the stone floor of the outer landing, she followed Habib inside.

“I’ll make her some broth. She looks so hungry.”

With Amala going to the kitchen, Habib walked the tired girl into one of the chambers for her to sleep on a soft bed.

~RB~

Artie:
Re: [RP]Krakus Mountain – Home of the Fallen

Oh, how much they didn’t know.. Bandit’s eyes struggled to remain open, the image of Amala blurred and difficult to make out.. Voices were muffled, like she was underneath water.. Food was not an option currently, as much as she yearned for it.. No, for now, rest was what she needed.. What would sustain her. Sleep. Habib brought the small and petite woman to a chamber, laying her on the bed.. Its warmth immediately swallowed her, causing a sigh of relief. Ah, what it felt like to sleep on a comfortable bed for once.. It was blissful.. The blankets encased her, her fingers gripping at the blankets.. Ever so slowly, weak, she would pull them over her head, basking in the warmth of it all…

How little did she know about Raul’s conquest, about Amala and who she was, about it all.. Bandit only knew a fraction of hell, she didn’t know about the little being inside of her – in fact, the thought of a child had been erased from her mind.. For now, survival kicked in – she must have been hallucinating about his previous words.. The thought of being pregnant was absurd, clearly.. She wasn’t pregnant, that was impossible, she hadn’t had sex recently.. Or hadn’t she? It mattered no longer, her eyes closing.. Bandit was consumed into the thick darkness, dreaming a dreamless dream as reality became nothing more than a speck.
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Razorbackwriter:
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Krakus Mountain – Home of the Fallen
https://31.media.tumblr.com/5ef5e5037867f10d90269567d68b1e1a/tumblr_inline_nk32l2zyXc1sf3uv7.jpgWith Bandit now curled up beneath the blanket, Habib backed up and watched her for a moment till she completely settled. The Fallen now had a grim expression. He knew what he heard. Two heartbeats. Bringing up his hand he then racked his fingers back through his hair as the concern of what he knew was starting to get to him. If Raul were to find this out, there would be nothing to stop the Warlock from trying to find her. The trick, was to keep this under wraps – or find a place to take her that was well and truly out of Raul’s territories. But where? A child born from someone like Raul would naturally have magical powers, not to mention the fiery spirit of its mother. Habib did not have the clairvoyance to see into the future, he didn’t need to to know that the child whilst in the mother’s womb was going be in danger.The fair haired Bandit looked so peaceful in her slumber now. The horrors of the past few days must have been so taxing on her, that this need to sleep was all encompassing. Giving her their bed was the least that Habib could do.As he stood there, Amala crept in quietly with a tray that had on it a covered bowl of broth and sour dough bread. She stood quietly in the background, as though waiting for a word or maybe something to tell her what to do with it.

“Should we let her sleep?”

“Yes…put the tray down on the nearby stand and if need be we heat it up again later.”

Amala nodded silently, and padded over to the side board, where she placed down the tray with a light clatter of the cutlery against the plate. It was a small noise, but Amala still turned her head to see if it caused Bandit to stir. Thankfully, it did not. Amala pursed her lips together and made her way to Habib’s side. She knew not the reason that he had taken off without warning the many hours before, but now it was starting to hit her as to why.

“Why did you bring her here?” Amala asked, threading her arm through his as she went to walk him out of the room where they could talk freely. Habib went willingly, only to shut the door on the way out. When they were a good few paces away he stopped.

“It was not safe to take her anywhere else. Not in her condition.”

“Condition?” Perking a brow, Amala was now truly intrigued. “What…?”

“She is with child.” There….he admitted it. Amala fell back, her jaw dropping open in shock. “Pregnant? Who is the father?” It was only natural that the female fallen wanted to know. Her eyes searching her love’s and the look he gave her almost made her heart stop beating. “No….not him…anyone but him.” Amala wrapped her arms around herself and she looked so distraught. He had not been in their lives for centuries or so it seemed. He was able to manipulate many things thanks to that mirror of his. Habib could feel his love’s distress and he wrapped his arms around her tightly. His chin resting on the top of her head. “I had to bring her here. It’s safe…from him.”

 

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Amala stared up at Habib with large eyes.

“Does she even know?’

“No…she doesn’t. I only felt it when I carried her away from the Maze of Greed. After the witch healed her. That is when I heard the two heart beats. The pregnancy must be in it’s infancy.” This would mean up to eight months of trying to protect her from Raul’s clutches. Habib continued to stroke his love’s hair, as he tried to think of what they could do to protect them both.

~RB~

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Artie:
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A groan from the blonde figure on the bed near them.  Bandit herself was lost in the theoretics of dreams, but were they really theoretics?  Are yes, the thief did have a few tricks up her sleeve yet, even if she didn’t even know it.  Amazing how escaping the river of hell could give someone powers…but perhaps that was what having such a strong soul to defy fate gave you.  An “extra”, if you would
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“What is it?” Bandit gazed at the sky above her, pointing at a reddish tinged star. There was a sound of a male next to her, a sort of “hmm,” pausing only as she looked at him. Him. Riley. “I’m pretty sure it’s a red dwarf. I’ve no idea how we can even see it, those things are really faded. Maybe it’s close, yeah?

“By close, do you mean light-years away?”

Yes. But close in relevance, you fucking smartass.” Bandit would grin at his response, making a noise of protest at his slight smack against her arm.

“What a bright light, though.. Wow..” Bandit would squint then, the light of it growing, beginning to hurt her eyes.. “Hey.. what the..?! Riley..?!” The blonde glanced over at the redhaired male, only to find that it was instead Raul’s face, a scream coming from her lips — the red had morphed into a streak, as though someone was attacking with red magicks, wings covering the sky behind the red streak – dark wings, of a fallen angel..!

Sudden, searing pain caused her to squeeze her eyes shut, a burning in her abdomen that spread to her navel and then lower – suddenly, a child crying, her hands wet over her chest.. The blonde opened her eyes, gazing at the screaming infant while she herself screamed..

The child suddenly went silent while Bandit screamed on, its eyes opening.. One was violet, the other amber, a sort of deep and mature look in its gaze, as if it understood.. And somehow she knew this was her child, sound ceasing from her lips as she would turn to face Raul next to her, his eyes suddenly determined.

He reached out for her child, taking it from her; in that instance, she wanted to bite him, to claw back for the child, but a feeling stopped her. Something told her this was not the thing to do. The warlock wrapped an arm under her abdomen then, pulling her against him and cradling the baby boy against his chest and looking down at it, then up to her.. “You did so well, my love..

“Oh, Raul..”
Bandit, I love you.. I love our son.. Our Grimm..

Why was his voice so far away sounding..?

. . .

Bandit herself would do no more than roll over in her slumber, raising both arms to cover her head from view, unknowing that she had just witnessed the future..

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Krakus Mountain – Home of the FallenStanding outside Bandit’s room, Amala and Habib were still in each other’s arms. Habib trying to comfort his beloved from the threat of the return of Raul into their lives. Bringing Bandit here, was at a cost to their own safety. While both had their own powers in this realm, the memory of what Raul had done to them in the past still haunted them. Amala could not get over the fact that Raul had actually impregnated Bandit. All that she knew was that Raul was a sadist, who enjoyed nothing more than torturing women under his influence. He must have really messed up this time, to get one pregnant. Or did he do it on purpose? You had to wonder. Thinking on it, if he wanted a way to bind the woman to him truly was to make her the future mother of his spawn. Would this child take on the very powers of his father? Surely if that were the case, then the child would be a great warlock in its own right. This was truly a dangerous time for Bandit, and though Habib kept reassuring her that Raul was off drinking away his troubles, she had this sneaking suspicion that somehow he was going to find out.
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Habib did make such a promise, but in bringing Bandit here, he may have unknowingly put them into the line of fire.

“I hope your right….for all our sakes.”

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Far below, on the winding dirt track that led up the mountain, there was a sleek black and silver wolf, that was running through the forest. It’s paws slamming into the earth and its labored breaths showed that it was determined to find it’s prey. Leaping over a fallen log, it’s bold strides and capability were beyond that of an ordinary wolf. The fact was, it was a warlock….in wolf’s clothing….

Leaping onto a large rock crevice, it howled long and loud. The moon was the only one to hear, but it was a warning.

Raul was coming.

~RB~

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Kiri:
Re: [RP]Krakus Mountain – Home of the Fallen
https://i1.wp.com/fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/173/8/c/render_rin_okumura_y_kuro__ignaneesan__by_ignaneesan-d6a7m0e.pngOnce more, just like before, Zachary formed from darkness. Perks of being a Nephalem and having control over Darkness came to a point in which he had plenty of use for it, including extremely fast travel. Umbraportation, or teleportation with darkness, was near-instantaneous travel because it let him move at the speed of shadows, which was essentially the speed of light itself. Done by actually melting away into shadow, becoming a being of shadow itself. It was invaluable.Once Zachary had fully formed, his blue eyes almost immediately picked up on the energy signature of both Raul and Bandit, but the problem was they were in two different places. Wait, that wasn’t a problem. Zachary used his ability to both perceive and see the energy to lock onto Bandit, she was the more important, only to melt into shadow once more for a split second, reforming only feet away from the two fallen.Zachary went wide-eyed for a moment, backing up several steps before he shook his head and regained his composure. It was all that he could do. Hopefully Valmont and Nicholas would get there soon, before Raul, but if not then Zachary was going to have to handle this. Which is why he spoke in a diplomatic, and non-threatening tone to help avoid causing trouble.“Sorry for barging in like this, but I think you’ll be alarmed to know that you’ve a very dangerous visitor coming this way, and he won’t be long at all. And, to inform you, I’m sure you’ll know exactly who he is as he is most likely after the woman in that room…. or rather what lies within her. I am Zachary Knight, Chief Adviser of the Ambassador Vicomte de Valmont. I’m not here to cause trouble, but rather to prevent it.”

Artie:
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Bandit’s eyes struggled to open, disturbed at the sounds she had heard, the movements – until, of course, her brain recognized that of a visitor… At this her eyes easily snapped open, a gasp coming from her lips as she would sit up in surprise, pulling her pillow over her body in a somewhat defensive move. She didn’t hear a single word Zachary had said, but from Habib’s look and the woman’s next to him… Something was wrong. Bandit herself looked incredibly gaunt and frail – just waking up hadn’t done her much good, and blood was still dried to her skin.. Nevermind that she’d slept for.. what? An hour? She didn’t know. It could have been minutes. It’d been days since her last official rest – her death not quite counting. It was her child that kept her alive and breathing at an even pace at this point, even if she did not know it.Her child – that was growing in her and could be no more than a month old – was the one keeping her alive. If one could see auras of power, Bandit herself was glowing from her own powers that the child had given her, but her light was most concentrated in her lower abdomen – her womb. “What.. What’s going on…?” She found herself backing towards the edge of the bed, just to have her back against something so no one could come up behind her.. A natural instinct of a survivor.. Though, she would be dead, if not the child within her. Mariela’s magic had only helped the fetus grow stronger than it should have been, along with Bandit’s will and Raul’s powers. So much power in something so small, that it had leaked into its mother around it..
Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP]Krakus Mountain – Home of the Fallen
Krakus Mountain – Home of the FallenThe last thing that Amala and Habib were expecting was a visitor. Both went immediately on the defence as the man approached was an unknown to them. Habib’s wings opened out to the full, his face showed a new anger that had not been seen before. As for Amala, she raced inside and stood guard before the sleeping Bandit. The man approached Habib, and then started off with a greeting that was mixed with a warning.“Sorry for barging in like this, but I think you’ll be alarmed to know that you’ve a very dangerous visitor coming this way, and he won’t be long at all.”Amala whispered Raul’s name in shock. Her fears from earlier were now fully justified. This was not what Habib wanted to hear however, and he growled under his breath. It seemed that more knew about Bandit’s condition, than he had suspected.“When he left the maze, he was defeated. Someone had to have gotten to him afterwards, but who?’ It was like Habib was talking to himself. He was staring at the ground, shaking his head in utter disbelief.

“I’m sure you’ll know exactly who he is as he is most likely after the woman in that room…. or rather what lies within her.Habib started to nod, as the blood seemed to drain away from his face. Inside the room where Bandit lay, Amala was now wringing her hands and pacing back and forth. She knew the danger of Raul even when he didn’t have a reason to be incensed. The fact that they were harboring Bandit – the mother of his unborn would make him release such powerful magic that it might be impossible to stop.

Bandit roused and was now using the edge of the bed for her support, so no one could come at her from behind. “What.. What’s going on…?” Amala went straight to Bandit’s side, and had a look that was one of panic. “You don’t know what is inside of you, do you?’ Nothing had been said to her directly, as they had not yet been given the chance. Her head whipped around when Zachary introduced himself as Zachary Knight, Chief Adviser of the Ambassador Vicomte de Valmont. He said he was there on a mission to protect, not to harm the expectant mother. If the Embassy knew, then those higher up in Hell knew. Oh this was bad. Habib could not hide it from Bandit any longer. Bringing Zachary in to see her, he had to tell her the truth.

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“You carry the child of Raul the Black…..and he is coming for you both.”

Looking back at Zachary, he added. “We need to prepare. God knows what he is going to do, when he gets here.”

~RB~

Tourist District : Central Square – Shattered Dimensions.

Tourist District : Central Square

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– The Daily life of all commuters would be interrupted by the sudden descent of a meteor which landed without warning ; crashing into three buildings before tearing into the street itself and killing numerous civilians . What a sad fate for those unlucky to have gotten in the way of something that had happened without notice. The area where the comet had landed released large amounts of steam , and slowly small waves of troops began to file out from within the steam. One in particular stood above the rest ; most likely their commanding officer of a sort , or maybe something much worse. –

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? ? ? :” ….. Initiating Scan. Scan complete ; Initiating Terraforming process. Commence Eradication of local lifeforms. ”

– The only audible sounds from that moment on were the various screams coming from the civilians as they attempted to run away from the Beings that rose from the comet . The Leader had a similar purple mark akin to those who wielded a Shattered Item , but what was this ? What was the connection ? What came next from the robotic being was odd , seemingly breaking his dialect to a more direct and humane one.-

? ? ? : ” I wonder ……… who’ll come ; those drawn to the darkness. ”

Sieg:
Piloting Freedom Wings all the way to this area did not proved much of a challenge for the android in the cockpit, if anything it gave Aiden time to scan it’s systems better and be able to understand them and get used to them, not to mention the fact that as bad as this sounded, he did enjoyed the flight. He smiled to himself, finding it actually quite true what Oberon said about him…three centuries have gone by, and if anything he still behaved like a child, something he did not knew if to find pathetic or actually a good thing. But he couldn’t help it, this was who he was, and he would be damned if he tried to change now.

And there it is…

He spotted the destruction being caused from afar, zooming in as he flew towards the target with each rifle ready on the hands of the mecha as he began looking at all the assortment of weapons he had at hand. A nice asset of energy weapons, a nice amount of battery to spend…and a lot of invading machines on sight to use them for. True, it sounded bad that an android was going to go after other machines, but this was a self defense act. This was their planet, and Aiden was not letting not even this street on their hands if he could help it

Initiating air strike now

He sped up, regulating the power from the energy rifles he carried to cause as little damage to the street and surrounding structures and the most possible to the invading machines and once he was close enough…he fired upon them while also flying above them at high speed on random patterns. He knew this was not the most effective way to get rid of them, in the end if he knew this behemoth he controlled right now had enough firepower to erase an around of five blocks around this area if not more, included this things, but he needed to protect the people and to do so, he wanted them all to notice him. And as for the random patterns? Well, he wanted them to have a harder time predicting his movement pattern. Still just in case he kept his and the mecha’s sensors and dodging protocols active, if they fired back, he would make sure they had one hell of a time hitting him in time

Fu:
Tourist District : Central Square

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– The swarm were continously spreading outwards, some of them getting shot down by the Mecha that had appeared ; as if it was a Saviour of the people . The Robots would take only a few casualties until they decided that the being shooting at them was a threat that needed removing. Their squadron leader would send out orders instantly. –

Swarm Captain : ” Remove the threat with haste. ”

– The Captain ; an Android that had been the most unique was distinguished for his prowess and tactical reasoning to be given such a differentiation ; appeared to the Leader of the Invasion who had stood at the center of the crater still . The male bowed to him and would then speak –

Swarm Captain : ” Shall we press further into other districts ; Master Yami ? ”

– The Robotic Being simply stood there silently as he observed the attacks and evasive maneuvers done by the Winged Mecha . It would seem as if he himself wasn’t all that thrilled by the appearance of the being , but it could be certain that he didn’t find it important enough or interesting enough to do something personally. –

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Yami.EXE ” The Being who glides through the sky ; doesn’t hold the false light that I seek . Get rid of it. ”

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Swarm Captain : ” As You wish. ”

– The Purple-haired Android began to fly upwards onto the highest building , doing so while hidden by the over thickening clouds of smoke and bullets flying through the air covered his trail. Upon arriving at the top he would then watch the Mecha fly around more as it continued to dwindle their numbers. The Captain’s back began to sprout six budding sticks, as if he was growing something.-

Swarm Captain : ” Come here……. White Angel. I’ll be your opponent. ”

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Name : Swarm Captain

Race : Android

Power : Android Transcendancy

Age : ? ?

Danger Level : Parameters Unknown

Sieg:

Aiden strategy worked as he managed to force the enemy to notice his presence and even took down a few enemies in the process, that despite not being enough to cause a significant damage had been enough to finally get the attention he sought and the data he required to modify the power output on the rifles as well taking in that maybe damaging the city a little as well as the street wouldn’t be so bad in the grand scheme of things. So he did just that, firing stronger shots, calculating the right amount of energy and aiming to taken down larger masses of the enemy while he still kept Freedom Wings up in the air

I’m taking them down but I might require aid in this Oberon…I will send you what I scanned, hopefully it will be of some use for you

Aiden still communicated with the mechanic through the mecha, having his currently his mine divided into analyzing the data and taking down this machines, while of course the remaining attention he had was on his sensors as he tried to pick anything unusual around the area…something that happened quicker than he imagined. Out of this machines, he managed to pick up two distinctive signals…signals powerful enough to be able to give his sensors signals that he wanted to believe were wrong, due to the amazing levels of powers they had. It made him consider two things, the first one that the appearance of this powerful beings was no joke, something bigger was going on here…and the other? Well…he needed to seriously upgrade his sensors to be able to measure much stronger powers

Just what I needed…

Holding a fight with an individual while also trying to force this creatures back would be no easy task, for a normal pilot anyways, which is why Aiden was thankful that he had his systems synchronized with the ones from the mecha in case this happened. So he sighed, as he noticed how out of this powerful beings, one decided to distance itself a bit from the battlefield to get into a higher position, something that called the android’s attention as he just decided to put in practice what he prepared with when he got here. He was sure he could pull this off…but still…despite that he was still nervous

Ok…I’m about to pull off not one, not two, but three stunts after what happened at Hellgate…and I don’t even know if they will work…yeah…just great…I’m officially insane

Aiden breathed in deeply, as he released the controls and linked himself to the mecha to be able to control it remotely, as the cockpit opened for a second, allowing him to climb off as he stood on top of one of the energy rifles, bracing himself as the machine threw him towards the roof and went back to what it was doing before, trying to destroy this machines, as he Android moved across the air until he landed, kneeling and rather hard, on the same roof as the powerful machine he was able to detect before. Aiden had to admit the method he used to get up here perhaps wasn’t the best but then again…it was effective

So…you must be one of the people in command on this attack…

The android had no trouble referring to the other as a person rather than a thing, mainly because he was before and equal and by the looks of it, a rather powerful and if his hopes were in the right place, one that perhaps shared the same intellect as him, or at least something that resembled. So he stood up, turning around to look at his adversary in the eyes, with those very eyes of his that seemed to belong more to a human than to a machine, eyes that right now seeked within the other some sort of compassion, or sadness over this…anything remotely humane as some sort of hope that he did not had to destroy another machine because of a malfunction

Why are this forces attacking the District? What is your people seeking?

Fu:
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Swarm Captain : ” Yes. I am. I didn’t realize , you were an android . You poor thing , why are you fighting us ? Eh. Who am I kidding , you must be programmed by humanity to work for them and only them . I’ll put an end to your pitiful existence and remake you from your charred remains. ”

– The Captain materialized several gems ; all glowing a different color . What were they however ? One with a Robotic body would be able to tell that they were actually energy cores. The poles on his back would all glow one of the colors akin to the gems themselves ; what this meant was unknown at this time but would soon come to light at a later point . The Captain quickly charged at the Male in an attempt to roundhouse kick him from his left side with enough force to send him flying off the building itself and into the burning city below if it did connect. –

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– The Building itself however began to slowly shake , as if it was losing it firm foundation and be sent crumbling itself . It would be assumed that this building would cave in at any point , so how long will this fight go until the elements itself gave this fight a conclusion ? –

Sieg:
Excuse me?…

If anything, Aiden was known for being rather kind, patient, and above all somebody who despite all the insults you might say and people’s general dislike of machines such as himself, would never really blow off. But if there was something that offended him, something that basicly made the nasty side of him to come out was things such as that. It’s true, he did not had blood, he would never have children or be able to truly feel the process which create them, maybe would spend eternity alone and most likely people would always see him as they saw a toaster or a computer…but despite that, despite not even having a soul or a beating heart…he allowed nobody, not a single person, to question his free will. He was not programmed to follow anyone’s orders, he did not allowed that to happened, he might have been made with that in mind but he did not allowed people to bend him over to their will, and to have this android mock him in such a way…if he had nerves, this surely would have struck one

If I do this…if I come here and fight you…

He took a quick glance, analyzing his target, taking notice of the many advanced cores it had with him as well as the poles on his back that seemed to be charged on this moment by this very cores. He also saw how he moved forward, and measured the possible strength of his attack…and just as it happened in Hellgate he was against an enemy who was physically superior. But this time he had the upper hand in something, he was upgraded…and any doubts he had before vanished by the words this android said before. So he glared at him, his anger not explosive like the ones from others but focused, focused on the task of defeating this machine just to move on to stop this invasion. So he remained there, in a sight crouching position as he awaited for the very last second to move under his opponent’s leg, as he focused his next attack not on his body, but on the back of his knee. Androids or not, they shared certain similarities with their human counterparts…and that was the fact that on certain joints the armor was thinner and also a bit weaker…and this would be the point where he would focus

It’s on my own free will

He launched a single hit towards the back of his opponents knee, reaching out with his other hand to be able to get a hold of it and hold his leg in place so perhaps, if he pushed with enough force he would manage to break it off or at least damage something when combined with the attack he was doing right now. It all depended on his punch directed to this area now, a punch he launched at full force and speed hoping that he would be fast enough to don’t allow the opponent’s body to react even if he registered it with his systems. In the end he wasn’t a fool, if anything his power and armor were better, so if he intended to be victorious he had to use a different strategy than the usual. And if things went well, he might be able to damage him enough to force him to retreat, in the end insult or not he still did not planned on taking a life…even if it was from this machine

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Swarm Captain : ” Beings like us should stick together then. But if this is your answer then so be it I won’t hesitate . ”

– The Captain didn’t seem fazed by being hit at the back of his knee; a weak spot which would normally be exploited but instead would only cause the Captain to grow stiff in place and instead bring his foot down onto the ground ; pushing the fist back to the male’s side as the foot had went into critical recovery . The Captain’s hand began to spin in place as if it had a drilling mechanic ; meant to pierce armor : He would then bring the spinning hand down onto the male with great speed , intending on piercing his shoulder and if this was to miss the hand would instead pierce the ground and with the crumbling building it would cause the ground to lose it’s fortitude in the process. Anymore attacks of that caliber would cause it to crumble and send them to the floor below. –

Sieg:
Stick together? For what? To give people more reasons to distrust and hate us?

Aiden perhaps was overdoing it a little, but there was quite the amount of people that seemed to have a natural dislike for androids, in fact some of them had a justified reason to give them nasty looks they gave them. Take the Rabbots for instance, that race was nearly drove to become no more than a mere memory in their home world so Aiden understood if he saw one on the street and it gave him that sort of strange look. But this…this only gave voice to the extremists of that kind…one way or another there was going to be damage for Aiden’s kind…and this other Android comes and says that. Well, if this is what sticking together caused, he preferred to remain alone among organics

And you haven’t answered me yet…what is the reason behind this attack?, What do you gain from attacking innocents?

Aiden kept forcing his fist to remain where it was, pushing back against his opponent leg for a moment before he noticed what he tried to do as soon as his hand began to spin like a drill and head for his shoulder, an smart move considering that the thickness of Aiden’s armor was not the same as before to the upgrades Oberon gave him. Still, he wasn’t going to let him get away with it, but given the position he was that would have been hard. If he kept pushing, he might be able to remove a limb from his enemy but in exchange he would take critical damage if not lose one himself. It was then that he had an idea, and in the span of time that it took his enemy’s strike to close up to him he already thought of an idea, and given that he enjoyed his new arm…he released the enemy and jumped back, taking some light damage to the shoulder because despite not fully connecting, he managed to scratch off some paint and a bit of metal from that area

Enemy too strong…lacking any physical stimuli sensors…armor thicker than expected…

He focused, his nanites shooting off an forming an energy wall that floated behind him as Aiden laid his feet on it just to don’t fall down towards the ground. In his mind everything moved at incredible speed, as his sensors scanned his surroundings, his enemy. He knew a direct attack would be pointless, but he had the speed…he was lighter, more agile, he just needed him to take a greater damage. It was then that he saw it, that he saw the damage the floor took, and it was when his enemy cores came to his mind. He recalled Hellgate and it was when the gears in his head kicked in

Uhm…elemental my dear me…heh…

Aiden jumped from his current position, launching himself at full speed as he decided to put to use the new gear he got. He made use of his disposable kunais, throwing them at his enemy position, three in the line of sight and two headed for the cores as he decided to kick in his ability to make illusions aswell as a few of his new combat protocols. First, after the line of sight was blocked he made three illusionary clones of himself. One headed for the left with a blade, the other from above in a falling motion while Aiden himself sped up and ended up behind the enemy back, with his own blade drawed. At this point he made another clone, one that seeming went after the enemy’s back poles while Aiden himself went after one of the cores. His plan was simple, he was going to use his blade to cause critical damage to the core and make it go unstable and then throw it his enemy’s way. If all worked it would go off and also cause the roof itself to collapse, and if he was lucky, the fall, the explosion, and maybe the remains of the building would damage this android enough to give him an opening to abuse…all he hoped now, was that he fell for the obvious tricks

Simo:
†L I R Y U†

A slightly red light started to form out of the air particles around it, down below the fight on the streets filled with blood; a rather curvaceous figure started to form, one that looked intimidating at that. Giant horns spiked out from the top of the figures head, an outline of advanced armor could be seen before the entire body of the individual formed. The Dark Lady moved her hand up to her mouth and bit her index fingers knuckle in excitement at the current chaos and scene of the district. She ended up biting it so intensely with her canine like fangs that she bled a little bit, the blood dripping down her finger and then starting to gravitate off in little droplets up to her mouth where the droplets landed onto her lips. She licked them slowly before laughing like a small child and looking around at the flames and threw her hands up as if she was worshiping it; walking in a straight line as wings started to sprout from her upper back. She looked up at the current fight and nodded in approval as her gigantic wings flapped against the ground and hoisted herself up, many remains of buildings and the cities started to circle around her due to the wind current she was creating before flying straight up and sitting on a building that was barely in tact. She could be seen, but she wasn’t causing any trouble. She was merely… Observing.

“Oh isn’t this glorious~ Our little savior going in for vengeance!”

She said to herself with a positive tone as she kicked her feet back and forth on the building, causing cracks in it to form due to her natural supernatural strength. She bit her lip and continued to watch, absorbing all of the chaotic energy that was currently around the area. It was so convenient that all of this happened to appear, and how father sent her down to check it out. She felt so powerful, as if she could never possibly run out of energy. That if, she was to go into shattered mode that it would last almost eight times as long as it normally would. She would be unstoppable in the current condition that she’s in, almost impossible to beat. She snickered and followed the movement of each robot like being with her eyes, as if she was watching an action packed movie.

“C’mon! I wanna see who’s gonna win!”

 

 

Kiri:

Re: Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District
Not far from where that bright, crimson light originated from the air above the fight that was happening above the streets, a continuing combat that never ended, the Chaos that which always existed no matter the state of the world, hate, anger, sadness, division… all of these negative emotions gave birth to that of Chaos; however, as with all things, there was something to counter the power of the other, that which would represent love, patience, joy, unity… he who was the beginner of Unity itself, guardian of life on Alterus. With the arrival of his own rival, there was a flame to originate out of what seemed to be nothing, a flame which burned with a brilliance that could never be seen in another, not in a single lifetime had there been a flame brighter… stronger than this, all but for one, the flame of he who had created this all… the one who guarded them unseen, sleeping eternally. Liryu, she may not have realized that Hiroaki was watching, but that he was, and the presence of Chaos was palpable. As the flame itself grew, becoming larger and stronger until it finally took on the shape of the one Liryu had to hate the most.

“Leone… I suppose you would go by a different name now… what is your purpose here? … You will not disturb the Alterians and their purpose in this world, I refuse to allow it!”
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Though the voice was slightly monotone, the unmistakable sound of anger and determination was palpable in the air as his flames burned from his forehead, one gloved hand raised and ablaze in front of his face, his eyes burning with the emotions which resounded in his voice and his other burning with a flame that kept him lifted above the building upon which the Dark Mistress of Chaos sat. He awaited her response, but the calm look on his face was one she would recognize… the same look that he’d had so long ago when he had left that scar on her face as a male… the same look he had when he helped the Observer end the period called the Shroud.

Fu:
Re: Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District
Charlie and Celtan

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– They would descend from the burning sky onto the area below ; right behind Liryu and observed silently as a Newcomer approached Liryu ; most likely a Celestial King due to the display of morals he had . Celtan stood right behind Liryu and watched with a inquisitive look upon his face at the male before shifting to the city . . Who else besides Gizora had this kind of strength and battle power to do such a thing to the city ? Celtan himself would not have that kind of information . Charlie on the other hand . .. . .-

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Charlie : ” I am going first into the fiyaa , time to up my kill count ! Bye bye Mr. Gold ; Liryu have fun ! ”

– Charlie took a few steps back and jumped into the fires below , he could no longer be seen from the building’s roof as soon as he had landed due to the intensity of those flames. Clearly the Man from earlier would address the Female and not him ; since from his point of view Charlie would seem powerless since he was not actually in his Dark Lord persona and therefore cloaked his actual strength and power .-

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– Across the skyline as to where Liryu and those following her had landed ; a tall man clad in black would’ve been gazing straight at the destruction being caused as well as the Dark Lady and those that had came with her ; what side was he on ? He seemed to have been observing but he didn’t seem to be a robot that was mass murdering civilians. His eyes would gaze on to spot the Golden haired man who appeared to confront them , would he be successful ? –

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Boss Battle : Highest Skyscraper

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– The man would see that he had retreated from attacking and this would cause the Captain to grow impatient and leap into the sky the moment he had backed away to perform another action . He had begun to reveal his true form. –

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– Small feather’s began to descend from the light casted when the Captain transformed , the poles extended outwards and opened up to reveal small tendrils that appeared to be as wings ; The Captain’s head grew two points which extended outwards in a v shape and a large crystal appeared on his head and a large drill at his chest. He would appear to be as a angel would in a sense , even though his hands appeared to be more demonic due to the fact it looked like claws. All of the Crystals that had floated before disappeared ; having been integrated into one which was now on his head –

Swarm Captain [ Transformed ] ” You’ve a tenacious factor I will admit ; but who are you before a god ? ”

– The Now Winged Captain floated upwards and away from the building as his wings covered his own body while they lit up , the tendrils turning completely white before firing at the building itself from the sides and causing it to descend rapidly into the city below . Now Aiden would have to battle with this descending platform or find a way to fly ; it was up to him-

Sieg:
New powers entering the area, the mecha Freedom Wings holding back the robots using it’s energy cannons from the distance in an attempt to give people some hope and time to run, and to make matters worse his opponent had decided to reveal his apparent real form before him, rendering his strategy of eliminating him using one of his cores useless. So much for trying not to charge in like a loonatic, but if anything it was better that there was some distance between them when he transformed…it gave him a few seconds to think of something as he observed him

And plan A has officially jumped out the bloody window…well, so much for playing smart

Finding a weakpoint at this moment was something that would prove quite difficult, first of all because they would have to take the battle to the air and second, because this change wasn’t just a mere physical one. If his calculations were correct, and they usually were, then something more than the energy of those cores combined when they merged with him and quite honestly he wasn’t eager to find out how powerful this machine was. So he thought of something, right before he decided to finish off the structure they stood on

If you are a god…it makes me wonder why you nowhere near the strongest being here

Aiden smirked, clearly being right about this statement because of the many energy signatures in the area…and honestly not caring if what he did was just a silly taunt towards that machine. He did it because it made him happy, he did it because as he felt how the ground collapsed below his feet it made him snicker and look up at the enemy in a new light one that…and that was it, the word light reminded him something. The spotlight was on him right now, meaning that his enemy would never expect an outside strike…and he had the means for one!

Let’s see how much of a god you are when my kunais break through your armor, shall we?

Confident as even Aiden ran towards the edge of the building, jumping at times on fragments of the roof as he finally made his way to the sky as an energy platform formed below his feet. No sooner than he landed he threw an storm of kunais and shurikens towards his opponent, all coated in the same thick energy from the platform below his feet. The attack itself would seem a mere joke to his opponent, but the point was not to harm him. There were a few extra nanites in those shurikens, in those kunais…and Aiden had a good idea of what they would do him once they touched surface. As for the machine?…well…the mecha decided to use a single cannon to fend off the invasion while another aimed upwards

[i]Target acquired…cheesy phrase loaded…hasta la vista buddy…

The machine shot a full powered shot aimed directly at Aiden’s opponent back, aiming for the wings as a means to make it lower to the ground so they could take the fight where the chances of victory would even out a bit. As for why he thought a powerful shot from the mech would work? Well pretty simple…with so many sudden energy signals he figured his enemy sensors would be as troubled as his own, so the presence of another minor signal wouldn’t upset him, at least until it becomes too late

Simo:
L I R Y U

At the time that Liryu was deeply focused on the fight, the flame that was being created in front of her started to aggravate her; considering that all her eyes were able to see was a bright unnecessary light. She growled loudly, much like a rabid wolf going in for its prey as she bared her teeth before grabbing the edges of the building and gracefully hoisting herself up in a handstand position before leaning her legs back and standing straight up. She started to chuckle before she raised her arms and stretched causally before speaking in a rather cheerful voice.

“Oohhh~ Look whoooo it is! How do you like my new look? Enjoyable to look at wouldn’t you agree? And I’d prefer Liryu if you’d be so kind.”

She stated before she placed her fingers under her chin and smiled cutely, looking innocently at him as her pupils turned into dragon like slits as they adjusted to the light in front of her. She snickered and tilted her head at him as if she was a curious animal before she grinned rather mischievously. Her face read that of a psychopathic killer, one of the title that she held. One of pure chaos.

“Here? In this area? I’ve simply come to observe the beauty of this district!~ Isn’t it fantastic! I love it, it’s… artistic.”

However, her attention was pulled over to the dark figure across the way; whom was just observing. Who was he with? He looked as if he was no threat… But, she wasn’t sure. There was one thing for a fact; she wasn’t here to cause any trouble quite yet. If Anything, she was mainly here to absorb the chaos that was there at the moment into her shattered object to be used in the future; which has already been doing so since she came here.

Shadow:

Jaz
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Jaz was unlucky enough to be one of the people on the street when the comet crashed into the city. It took him a while to dig himself out from under all of the dead bodies and rubble but once he did he could see that the city was in absolute ruin. “Alright, who is up there setting the city on fire?” He looked up and saw several pieces of debris falling toward him, using his enhanced speed and agility he quickly dodged the large pieces of debris that had fallen from the sky. After the dust cleared he looked to the sky again to see an enormous battle taking place. Jaz knew he needed to be up there so he prepared to leap onto the nearest tall building when he swore he saw someone in the fire. “Hello!? Are you hurt? Or are you the one that set the city on fire?” The person doesn’t seem hurt which is odd because even Jaz is hurt. He didn’t sense any enormous amount of power coming off this person either so Jaz approached the figure as he would any normal person walking around in a burning city amongst several dead bodies after a comet fell, with extreme caution.

Kiri:

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Liryu.. huh? Hiroaki’s eyes narrowed at the woman who was definitely, without a doubt in his mind, the Dark Lord of Chaos, or perhaps Dark Lady of Chaos was more accurate at this point as Leone had changed himself somehow to being that of the opposite gender; Hiroaki didn’t know how nor could he understand what it was that had drove the Dark Lady of Chaos to appear here. Nor did he care, what he cared about was the fact that she was here and he had a bad feeling that she would soon become involved in matters, something that he could not allow no matter what; which is what had brought him here as the King of Unity, her polar opposite. Hiroaki didn’t enjoy fighting, however, he did know one thing: he wasn’t going to allow interference with the fate that the Alterians were trying to carve for themselves; her presence here represented that potential threat to him and he refused to allow it to continue if he could so help it. Hiroaki’s fist tightened further as his flames burned a little brighter, understanding that if this came to a fight he would have to go into Shattered Mode in order to counter it if he wasn’t careful; she wasn’t an opponent he could let his guard down against after all.

”I will only say this once more, if you decide that you wish to become involved in the matters of the Alterians, I will stop you. I refuse to allow you to cause Chaos here, not in the fate that they have chosen, the fate that they want to live for! Their future, their fate, it is theirs to decide, not yours or mine; and I will protect that!”


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Kasumi on the other hand hadn’t expected to see this place in the straights that it was in, instead of being in the shape that it had in the earlier times, it was in shambles and was ripped apart; this being the place that she had met Grant, sort of, and had gotten to know him at least to some degree. She still felt a bit bad for the outburst that she had released from within the heat of a moment that should never have really mattered in all honesty, if she hadn’t lost her temper so quickly she would never have hurt him at that time and she knew it, but for now she was having to push those thoughts out of her mind as she flattened her ears and looked around about as fast as she could, trying to figure out what the purpose of everything was right now.

Razorbackwriter:
Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

Ever arrived at a party right at the end and see the destruction and aftermath of those that had been before them? Well, that is pretty much the scene that confronted Grant when he arrived in behind Kasumi at what was once the Tourist district. How much it had changed, it was just so hard to believe. Kasumi and Grant had enjoyed the sites, the convention and even been to a restaurant when the city was brimming with life and colour, sound and music. Now it was like a war zone, with burnt out flaming cars, and smashed shop front windows.

Grant turned all the way around, so he could try and work out just who had caused this, and where the enemy lay. To the untrained eye, it could have been terrorism, but the truth was that this was a war of the worlds. The Terakins versus the Alterains.

Catching up to Kasumi, he placed a hand onto her shoulder to let her know he was right behind her.

“We missed mardi gras?”

~RB~

Fu:
Celtan

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– He kept himself quiet and observant of the situation unfolding ; seeing Liryu speak against Hiroaki while observing the burning skyline . This was amazing to see up close like so , almost as if this was the destiny of mankind itself. Charlie was gone , he was running about on the streets attacking people as it stood : ever moreso decreasing the amount of lives in the area –

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? ? ? ” Conflict returns to Alteria , just like always. ”

– The man who stood vacant on a building all on his lonesome would say to himself . How strange it was , what was he doing or not doing ? He simply seemed to have been on neither side ; but that would instantly shift as he took a dive off the building and onto the ground below and there a large shockwave would be released . It would seem as if he had hit something on the way down. –

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Boss Battle : Burning Skyscaper

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Swarm Captain [ Transformed ] ” How ignorant you truly are ; being a god isn’t always about strength . This is what separates you from me . You won’t defeat me ! ”

– The Robotic being would speak as if triumphant and confident in his skills as the projectiles flew right at him which he easily waved off seemingly with a smacking motion with his wings ; although doing so had caused his wings to be punctured by the projectiles which caused the being to let out a sound of anger. He was not enjoying this anylonger , and not before long a beam stroke his backside , burning off half of his wings and causing the man to come crashing down onto the city below . A small trail of smoke clouds would be continuously release from his back as he fell to his doom –

Swarm Captain [ Transformed ] ” You’ll meet your end one day , I assure you …… Traitor of robotkind ”

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Tourist Square

– The man from earlier would appear here ; standing on a destroyed tank as the Leader of the Robotic Forces , or better known as Yami.EXE the Malfunctioned Portion of the Celestial King of Wisdom was here staring at him ; continually creating more robots with the assistance of the ”comet” which landed which was actually a chamber shaped as a ball with numerous tendrils sticking out of it . All robots could be seen coming out of here in small moderate numbers ; seeing as to how the comet wasn’t so big as to cover the entire street but only a small portion of the center . Kasumi and Grant would be able to fend off the robots and continue to get to the center, Grant’s mark would navigate him towards Yami . But why ? If and once they get there , they’ll be greeted by the Robotic Overlord himself but would first see the tank and the back of the black haired man standing on it’s destroyed body.-

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Yami.EXE:” Drawn to the darkness . Come to me.”

– The Man would await for others to come put an end to Yami , as he himself virtually doesn’t have the special key needed to do such a thing . There was still a way to put an end to this. Better late then never of course. –

Sieg:
Aiden grinned, knowing that his distraction worked this time as his enemy completely forgot about the mecha he was remotely controlling. So it was no surprise that he remained calm the moment that he saw how little effectiveness his kunais had in matter of causing great damage…of course…because the real hit was delivered from another direction. So he watched, a hint of joy mixed also with sadness over what he just did, in the end he knew the other one, his opponent was basicly his equal in many ways, and while he understood from where he came from in terms of standing he couldn’t allow him to continue this mindless destruction, so he watched, muttering back an answer at the defeated opponent

I’m sure someday I will fall…but it won’t be by your hand

The plataform he remained in dissapeard as he too descended towards the ground but only to be caught by Freedom Wings as it flew by his side. From it’s palm the android made a moment of silence for his rival, as Freedom Wings aimed down and shot one last time towards his opponent, a single time to end things and give him a more proper and perhaps quicker one. He just wished things could have been different, that they had tried to communicate with other androids down here before resorting to this tactic…but what was done was done and there was still an invasion to push back. So his head turned towards the other energy signature he initially felt…his head turned towards the very leader of this machines as only one thing got into his mind. The key to stop this was him…and he wouldn’t waste a single second more

Link prepared…full power activated…full offensive mode activated…

He climbed on top of Freedom Wings’s shoulder, holding into it was the mecha flying towards the target, every weapon available at the ready and awaiting only for an order from Aiden to strike. The android awaited, awaited until he was close enough as he deviced a plan at the speed that would put a lightning to shame. He knew something for sure, he needed to attack quickly, come in, dish out all the damage he could towards the enemy and just damage it badly enough to force it into a retreat. He knew he would not eliminate it, but if he could just damage it, that would be all…

C’mon buddy…let’s go to kick some can

He patted Freedom Wing’s shoulder, breathing in deeply as he closed his eyes for a second, trying to set his mind at ease before going full offensive. The words of warning from Oberon still burned in his head, what could happened if he went berserk was something he couldn’t allow, so he decided to set an small counter measure for that in this moment, as he tried to repeat himself that it would be okay even if he wasn’t fully convinced. But it was something he needed to do, it was time to go all in, release the weapon…

Now!

Freedom Wings flew a bit lower for a moment as Aiden jumped from him, taking off at full speed with his blade out the very moment that he touched the ground, deciding that he would test how fast Oberon made him aswell as how at combat he was. So he ran, sprinting through the ranks of mechanical minions as his blade ripped through them while he continued on moving, never stopping as he headed himself for the leader itself. All of this while the mecha took some height and basically fired at full power, aiming directly for the one this machines followed, Yami.EXE…in the end as much as he would like it to finish it off there was too much people close…so first thing first, he was planning to push it back, to use Freedom Wing’s cannon shots to make him focus on him and then come at his new target at full speed and basically hitting with all the force he could muster using his blade, trying to use both his force and momentum to his advantage. If all worked out fine he would back away, in the the last thing he wanted was stay in the vicinity of an enemy that could easily strike back even harder…

Simo:
LIRYU

“Oh calm down would you? I said what I came down to do, trust me. If I were to have done something, it would’ve happened love.”

Liryu stated before she turned her back to him, turning her head over her shoulder and grinning at him before swaying her hips and going to the opposite side of the building. She raised her hand and signaled him to shoo, as if he was a fly. She was highly annoyed that he constantly was on her ass, it wasn’t like she wasn’t all bad 24/7. She had other emotions other than chaos, she could be hungry and turned on as well at points in time. She wasn’t planning on completely destroying this town, for she already absorbed enough chaos from around to be satisfied and to use the gem for later.

“I’m under orders to just.. observe.. And I’d rather not make father mad.”

She said before she rolled her eyes, still extremely annoyed at his actions. He was assuming like usual, on a completely different topic and talking all that stupid heroic shit. She snickered before she spread her wings and forced her wings down, causing the building to shake a bit more but not collapsing. It was so… typical of him to protect these pathetic beings.

“Stop talking all that heroic shit. It’s getting on my nerves. And I would imagine you’d rather not fight. Especially in this wonderful, chaotic town. It would be your stupidest choice yet.”

Shadow:
Jaz
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The figure Jaz had been yelling at didn’t acknowledge him, Jaz chucked that up to him thinking he was closer to the figure due to his enhanced senses. He continued walking toward the figure but was distracted by something grabbing his leg. Jaz pulled out his sword and swung it at the thing wrapped around his leg. It was the hand of a little girl, her lower half was crushed under debris and she was reaching out for help. Jaz could see that she was beyond help so he put the girl out of her misery. He hated having to do stuff like that but he wouldn’t hesitate to do it again. He continued walking when he was stopped by something or someone falling out of the sky. Jaz moved at incredible speed out of the way of all the debris kicked up by whatever fell. “I have a bad feeling this is about to get interesting.”
Kiri:
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Kasumi had no idea why, where or why, this damned being had come in, where everything had started; why it had started. Everything was a mystery to her, with Grant at her back, asking a question that she didn’t know the answer too, but she didn’t care anymore either, now Kasumi was in shock, looking at everything with a gaze that asked the questions blazing through her mind; why, why were you here? Why are you doing this? What do you want? Who do you want? Why is it that you feel like you can just come in and take away everyone’s happiness?! Kasumi’s gaze didn’t take long to harden into one of anger, her eyes turning into a fiery blaze of determination that burned like a thousand suns.

Kasumi Daisuke: “I don’t know what this is but… Grant, I have to ask you again. Fight with me, watch my back and help me end this. I can’t stand by and allow this any longer!”

Death and destruction, it all blazes to the fore. Kasumi’s determination ignites with a passion!

Kasumi’s flames blazed around her body as she prepared to ignite her resolve, but something made her hesitate again, what would happen if her body couldn’t take the strain of it again? Using Flaming Persona might be a risk, but at the same time what if it wasn’t enough to take this threat on? Kasumi grit her teeth and set her face before her flames wrapped around her form once again, revealing her standing in the same form that she had been only moments back, that form where she had that power; Blazing Genesis. The power of Creation.

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Kasumi Daisuke: “One last time… Blazing Genesis!”

Once the transformation occurred, the flames billowed outwards around her as she mustered her strength to fight; it was all she could do in all honesty. Then, with a flash in her eyes, she hurled herself at the bastards, dashing in and out as she sliced them apart piece by piece. She was holding no quarter for any of the damned robots as she fought her way to the center. It was time to fight, and take on whoever the leader was, however, it seemed that one of the robots had a different plan as it stepped in their way. Kasumi snarled at it, but she kept her cool before charging it.

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Swarm Juggernaut: “You…go…no further!!”

The massive beast of a machine roared at her as she struck, blocking her attack with a powerful swing of its ax, he sent her flying alright; straight into the building. Instead she simply charged right back, only to be blown away by some kind of shield. Kasumi slid across the ground, speaking only once before she shot past.

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Kasumi Daisuke: “You’re in our way! Grant, cover me!”

Kasumi hurled herself into the air as her sword became engulfed in a massive amount of flames above her as she called down, the jump having been to dodge the blasts of energy from the massive robot, this was a revised form of her Final Inferno, but it would have to do as Kasumi aimed her attack at the robot.

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Kasumi Daisuke: “Take everything… I have! Final Inferno Genesis!!”

In the next moments, the juggernaut and the other grunts would have become engulfed in a massive, wide inferno which blazed stronger than any other attack that she had ever unleashed; this one swallowing them up and then melting away at their frames until she stopped and then let herself fall back to the earth, landing with a thud as she let out a grunt and fell to one knee, with the energy blast melding into one large one that was now headed straight for her… her in her most vulnerable state. Would she be hit? If Grant was able to stop that blast of energy… he would have to fend off the robots for a moment longer, but if there was anything Kasumi could be sure of, it was that the man would help her; she had faith in their friendship if anything.


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Hiroaki had the look in his eyes that said he had no bullshit he was tolerating today, but for now he was thinking, even if she was under orders, what was the point going against what he had a feeling she wanted to do; why was the Destroyer giving those kinds of orders in the first place? It wasn’t natural for obvious reasons, he was meant to cause Chaos and reek havoc on the world of Alterus, but if he was ordering his Dark Lords to not cause any trouble and merely observe… that made no sense to Hiroaki. Even under those orders, Chaos is a fickle thing, if you try to let your guard down it can swallow you whole, but that was also something that begot the strongest of bonds.. the strongest of Unity. Hiroaki could feel the strength of a bond below him, and it was something that proved his point, a bond begot from Chaos was always the strongest; and he could take power from it as much as he needed.

Hiroaki: “I know better than to trust Chaos, it’s too fickle a thing, you do as you please. I’m no fool. But there is always one thing that you should note. In times of despair, of chaos, the strongest of bonds are forged; those bonds illuminate the path of those who come after us. I have faith in the new generation, and that is the only reason I am here and not fighting their battles for them. Take it as you please, heroics or not, this is not my destiny; it is my choice to follow this path.”

Razorbackwriter:
Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

The battle. Oh my god, it was more amazing than Transformers, more dazzling then the Matrix. Wow, could those killer bots move. Course, it was the plucky little foxy mamma that was going into complete fiery meltdown to battle the sons of Tinman, and normally, while Grant always trusted her judgement in a fight, he could see that even she had forgotten the limits of what her powers could do, or rather…pushing the boundaries so hard that she was now a danger unto herself. There was a saying that once you reach the top, you stop. You don’t keep surging up. The fall would be crippling. And so it would seem, for after nodding in affirmation that he would be her back up, he noticed that she had gone too far ahead. Her own injuries would come back to haunt her and for Grant, he simply could no longer sit on the side lines. it was time…for Irasho!

“DUN DUN DAH!” The war cry of Grant as he pulled out his shattered item, the mask. For extra dramatic purposes, he wiggled his eyebrows, his head doing a classic wobble, before he brought the mask down to secure over his face. Crying out and yet laughing at the same time, as the power of the mask took him over, Irasho started spinning like he was his own little tornado. Dodging fire balls and flaming bits of metal that came his way before he finally stopped right in front of the injured kasumi. When he did stop spinning, he was standing wearing of all things….a baseball outfit and his twin swords rocketed out of his back pack turning into the biggest baseball bat you ever did see. He tapped it on his upturned heel, before swinging the bat as he readied himself for the mother of all hits. Chewing tabacoo and you could hear him mutter.

“BATTER BATTER BATTER…SWWWWWWWWWWWWING, BATTER!”

The blast of the fire ball that was coming towards them was like the force of a juggernaut and Irasho brought his arm back before launching into the hit, striking the fire ball of energy with the powered baseball sword bat.

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~CRACK!~

Up up up went the ball of flame….the robots all looking up as a few were darting to get out of the way of the strike path. Grant was already starting a run, and instead of just jumping on each base, he was knocking out robot after robot with the swing of his super sized bat.

It was the baseball game of his dreams….his anime dreams that is.

~RB~

Fu:
Tourist Square

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Shattered Theme

– The Leader of this Invasion would soon take into account that his Swarm Captain has fallen , sighing while seeing shots come at him ; all that ended up curving at the last possible moment due to the redirection fields that was around him making the attacks worthless that were done by the Machine that had defeated his captain or so it seemed . While the male soared through the sky on the Mecha there was one thing he didn’t look for : The remains of the Captain . In the next 3 seconds a large yellow beam would be released from the building to the left of Freedom Wings ; making it so that he would only have a short window of time to attempt escaping but close enough that it’ll cause his nerves to move at a faster rate due to the swift action that had been taken by the enemy , maybe his job was done since more had came onto the scene . The black haired man would watch Kasumi and Grant from the distance as Yami had stopped reacting to him , it would be as if they were ignoring him due to the fact Yami didn’t attempt to fight him knowing the robots would just die from him but why was he not helping ? Most likely due to the fact there were some elements and factors here that did not factor in for such . Yami.exe kept his eyes fixated far off in the distance seeing the flaming-display of two other people who were slowly closing in : One of them had a Shattered Item……. –

Yami.exe” Come closer . Come to me , Child of the False Light . ”

– Why was he so interested ? What reason could there be ? In the span of the next few moments Yami would end up causing his robots to stop their assault , turning into nothing more then dolls at this point . From an inference ; it could be clear that he must’ve been awaiting for a person with an Item , he was intrigued. Very much so…….. –

Sieg:
It was utter chaos right now and anyone would be able to easily tell so, as long as they were in a good enough position or they had some sort of connection to chaos itself. Robotic and organics basicly going at each other with all their might, trying to stop this invasion or either trying to make it succeed. And sadly one of the many beings who was very well aware of all the destruction going around him was the one android who was fighting for the district, the one who was going alongside the mecha in an attempt to meet with the leader of this invasion and try to destroy him…while also trying to focus himself on an objective, as an attempt to not think about what he was doing. For anybody it would seem easy to destroy some machines, because they were that, just machines…but this were equals in some shape of form to Aiden, each time his blade ripped through one of this machines or his sensors picked up them being crushed or burned into melted piles of metal…he honestly felt sightly disgusted in the pit of his stomach. It made him not want to look, to only focus forward…in hopes that without a leader this machines would stop…but even then he knew that for beings like himself things would go only downhill from here if this attack could be stopped, of course the moment he saw how the shots fired from Freedom Wings were just shrugged off like that, that chance seemed unlikely

What the hell?…

A moment of shock it’s all it took for one of the machines to get a hit on him, throw him off his high speed course into the grip of another that never finished getting a hold of him. The defensive protocols again, acting before he could thing as the blade took care of the machine before in, as he basically went through it, and another…and another…until finally he landed again on the ground, his blade bearing the stains of some sort of liquid stored inside the machine’s core, apparently to keep it cooled and also to help with the process of generating energy, a liquid that if you were technical about it could be considered the lifeblood of this machines…that that right now covered a great part of Aiden. He would have felt disgusted, if the moment this took place it was Freedom Wings the next to have been struck.

Dammit, nobody else just wants to drop in and make this more complicated!?

The mecha was fast to maneuver to avoid most of the damage the beam would have caused, but sadly in the process of dodging it lost part of it’s shoulder as well as most of one of the wings and the powerful impact itself caused it to collapse into the ground and a very rough landing. Many of the attacking robots may have taken severe damage and be destroyed by this, but nevertheless the mecha took damage as well…of course not before, thanks to it’s own offensive protocols and Aiden himself, it aimed it’s rifle towards the direction the beam came from, shooting back as the Android made it’s way towards the building the mecha rested against, forcing itself on it’s knee as it raised it’s rifle, while Aiden in the ground held up the arm from where the blade came from. By now even if the attacked showed itself or not it wouldn’t matter…it was getting pretty crowded around Aiden’s position and he began feeling strange…noticing the many dark thoughts that came to his mind, the many way to dismember this machines into nothing

Why are you attacking…why would you do this…

He felt himself panting, his blade sightly trembling as he made an effort not to lunge but it was clear that he was starting to lose it from all of this. He wanted to end this, to make this machines dissapeard into nothingness so he wouldn’t have to face the fact that he was killing his own kind…but then again what difference would it make if he eliminated them all or not? Two organics were wrecking them apart and maybe even fun in doing so, and after this he would be lucky if he could walk during the day without feeling people’s stares on him all because a bunch of psycotic machines attacked this place. The next days for him, just because unlike others was made and not born, would be hell one way or the other and he could do what choose which one to get through. It was this thoughts that ruled on his head, despite his apparent cheerful behaviour…it was these thoughts that went around him right now and combined with the usage of the new combat protocols cause an strange reaction in him…who knows, maybe even the presence of a certain chaotic lady was to blame, maybe or maybe not, but one thing was certain, he just needed a push in the wrong direction, one small tap before he pretty much lost it. And given that he still had Freedom Wings under his command, it wouldn’t be a good thing if he did lost it

I don’t get it…what would be so important for you to do this…

Simo:
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♦LIRYU♦

Liryu, at the time was just simply forcing her wings through the air, slicing the smoke in half around her as she hovered there just simply glaring at him. Her armor and horns glimmering from every direction due to the flames that still surrounded her and the rest of the people in the area. She was obviously, if paying attention; one of those most strange things there. Especially since she had such a huge role in a part of this little thing called destruction and peace. She just looked at him with a completely blank expression as he spoke, almost as if she was in her own little world as he talked on about… god knows what. Of course she didn’t mean to be disrespectful, it just happened to be someone who she despised and didn’t really wish to listen to. She saw his lips moving, but heard practically nothing as the constant clangs and clashes of the other battle that was currently going on echoed through the district. As he finished discussing his little point, she read his lips enough to get where he was heading in order to make her reply to him.

“Oh darling do you honestly think your little bonds can destroy mine with such ease? If you don’t recall, we’re precisely even… It all depends on who lasts the longest. But also.. Keep in mind. There will be chaos where ever there is life. War. Stress. Anger. All of it is a part of life dear~ so whenever you see that giant war over territory go on, or two gods fighting over one side or another… It’ll always be purely.. Aha..Chaotic.

Now if you don’t mind, I need a new seat since my entertainment moved.”

She stated rather darkly before she waved goodbye. And stopped flapping her wings and just dropped down into the air until last minute where she spun around and started to soar off a bit closer to where the robots have moved. It was like a sci-fy movie, but even better since it was right in front of her. Sure, there’s the possibility of being hurt; but why should she worry when petty things like those weapons would barely even scratch her? As she got closer and closer, she once again picked a high up seat, sitting on the burning metal which seemed to have absolutely no effect on her; or she acted that way at least.

Shadow:
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Jaz

In the confusion created by “whatever it was” falling into the city Jaz used this as an opportunity to find cover. He hid behind some large pieces of ruble and examined the figure that had just fallen out of the sky. After the dust kicked up by the shockwave settled Jaz could see the “whatever” was a “whoever”. He whispered to himself, “I hate it when I’m right! This just got interesting.” He could see it was a tall man in all black who didn’t look like someone who could do all this to a city but Jaz knew not to underestimate the people of this world. After assessing all he could in the short time he had he emerged from the ruble and confronted the man in black. “Where does your allegiance lie?” As soon as it left his mouth he felt a bit silly because he didn’t even know where his allegiance lie.

Kiri:
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Kasumi knelt there, her energy far more drained than what she had anticipated it to be considering her body should have already adjusted after using it at least once; she was wrong, this form took so much energy it was staggering, using the Final Inferno Genesis hadn’t helped at all as she had been intending to throw a lot less of the amount of power she had, but for some reason she couldn’t control the output. It drained her intensely because of it; she had the power, she just couldn’t control how much she was throwing out. It would have been different if her attacks threw out too little, that way she knew that it wouldn’t be so draining; no, instead of that it was the opposite, her body opened the facet at full blast instead of just plainly letting her control how much flow.

Grant seemed to be having a ball where he was, so Kasumi pushed herself up and looked to the ground for a few moments while gazing at the flames circulating around her and the city. It was still infuriating to the Kitsune what had happened, why did this bastard feel he had to do all of this? What was driving him? Who was he? Kasumi almost didn’t care at this point, but she felt she had to know who this was and for what reasons she had no idea why. Standing strong, Kasumi set the sword to one side and let flames curl down its form as she began walking straight past every one of the dolls that were the robots; her eyes and hair blazed, those crimson orbs flaming with an anger and determination to end this all.

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“Grant, let’s go.”


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Hiroaki kept his passive look in his eyes, he was simply just being serious here and now and wasn’t too bothered by the change in the woman, it felt to him she was dropping her little facade and though that meant he might need to fight she simply retreated to continue observing on everything that was going on. Hiroaki wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do, or what she was going to do, but his faith was further solidified by the strength of the bond below; it was the bond of people who could stick together and help one another, have each other’s backs and forever stay together as comrades who would assist them in their endeavors that led them down the path of the fate that they chose. Hiroaki didn’t move from his position right away, but in a few moments he did. He lowered himself onto a nearby building, watching as the flames on his forehead ceased their miniature inferno.

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

Nothing could be more crazy, then how Grant or rather Irasho; the crazed masked anti hero. The way in which he skidded into the imaginary home base plate sent up a plume of dust and smoke, which cleared only to show Irasho dressed completely different. The large baseball bat had split and returned to the shape of the twin magical blades that the Queen had given Grant at the very beginning of his quest. He sported a long black leather coat, like the kind worn by a Matrix warrior, and while he may not have been wearing dark shades, his shattered item – the mask had turned into a wicked visage. His eyes were a ruby red colour, one could say blood like, and there was this hideous grin that showed off flashing razor white teeth. But it was not just a mask now, it was almost as though the man known as Grant no longer existed. One thing about this shattered item was…the more you wore it…the more it took over its wearer. Already Grant had shown signs of his personality becoming almost morbid in a sense. Kasumi was often so wrapped up in her own problems, with family and the past that she could have missed the signs of the degeneration of Grant’s very soul.

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While Kasumi walked almost calmly past the lines of what were now dolls, Grant was sniggering. His back almost hunched though his broad shoulders made him seem larger than before. The baseball game with the blazing fire balls was fun, but surely it was not over. There had to be more fighting to come. Kasumi was blazing, her hair almost the colour of fire as she strutted along with her sword almost poised for what would come next, but she merely called out to Grant to leave the battle grounds. Irasho stopped the snicker but he quickly turned and snatched one of the heads of the dolls and with a quick snap with his hand the head popped off, with sparks and wires poking out of the neck. He couldn’t be blamed for wanting to leave a headless gift for whoever ordered the attack.

But as he fell in behind Kasumi, a voice was heard….calling…

Yami.exe” Come closer . Come to me , Child of the False Light . ”

Irasho turned his head then looked to see this…Yami character who was not even fighting by the looks of it….just staring.

Irasho placed a hand to his chest, and then in a voice reminiscent of De Niro, Irasho said back.

“Are you talking to me? Huh? Are you….talking…to me?”

~RB~

Fu:
Tourist Square

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Yami : ” What a splendid appearance for the true nature of the powers of this false light . Very……….. very terrifying your powers truly are . I need to see more. ”

– Yami stared at the male as he responded by asking if he was being spoken to , which made the Robot walk slowly towards Grant and ignored the Robot as he seemingly struggled within himself . The air around him grew much more dense as he gotten closer before he changed his appearance as he scanned the male before him before his body cracked to reveal a slimmer figure with the same bodily build as him with longer hair and a blade in his hand . –

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Shattered Theme

Yami : ” Visual Assimilation complete…… This body feels so much more refined and slim. Now , let me see your power up close…”

Name : Yami.exe

Race : Celestian

Power : Transcendant Robot Physiology

Age : ? ?

Danger Level : Robot Deity

– Yami’s grinned shone in this new face ; quickly running towards Grant with his blade to attack him downwards if it landed. However it was odd , the Deity of a sort did not move with a crazy insane speed or anything that would be expected of a god with such tremendous sensations about him. One could or would infer that this was all a game to him , he could’ve moved much faster. Was he testing the male ? –
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– Rain began to pour over the burning city ; as if signaling the ending of the robot invasion , but was it really ? More people entered the area ; one coming up to the black haired male who had landed from a building high up above without knowing who he was . The Vampire male known as Ori Ventrue would look at the male who spoke to him , before he spoke in a soft voice and uttered to him. –

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Ori Ventrue : ” My allegiance is with the world. I am here to observe and since that is my duty I can’t interfere.”

– He meant just that , he couldn’t do anything but watch . This was no longer his world to protect on the front lines as he had done his duty quite a long while back , but that did not mean he didn’t care for the world . He knew when others had to replace him here , the people of the past sown the seeds for this future ; with Strong roots that will build into something marvelous in the future if allowed to take that path by the guiding hands of the past. Somewhere off in the distance Ori spotted a white haired boy who moved at very high speeds towards the people in the square .-

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Charlie : ” How fast does this thing go- Whoah ! ”

– Random soldiers yelled at him , having not realized he was there as well as not being a part of Law enforcement he easily hijacked one of their vehicles without even knowing what he was doing . And off he went ; moving at an extremely fast speed towards the square where the others were . His upper body were elevated as his face showed an expression of pure adrenaline and excitement followed by the pumping thrill of moving so fast he didn’t know where he was going until he got there …… All in one piece or not. –

Hellgate Cell Block 1 : Fiery Battle Royale

Hellgate Cell Block 1 : Fiery Battle Royale

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The First Path and the First Cell Block . Here lies the assailants of the prison as well as the biggest fight in the prison. The heat had begun to build from the various bodies of those who’ve been killed thus far and the heat overall has grown and made others sweaty and likely to be burnt from these hazardous factors . Do you have what it takes to fight the people who are here ?

Villains
Celtan – Corruption | Phantasm Fish
Keikai – Dark Fog

Escaped Criminals

? ? ?

Hellgate Cell Block 1 : Fiery Battle Royale

“Grant Taylor, will you stop acting like a child and wait before you charge!”

Grant was too busy bopping along to the song that was buzzing in his ears. He did however turn to see Kasumi’s grumpy face and grimaced. He threw away the dead rat and ran his fingers down his pants before appearing cheerful once more. Why wasn’t he afraid? Why wasn’t he pissing his pants with what they were walking into? Was he simply so seriously stupid that he didn’t feel fear? No…that was not it.

“I am a master gamer on Xbox. This will be just like a game, Kasumi.’

He nodded enthusiastically, as he spun around again. Yep, he was stupid. Thankfully the booze had started to wear off but there was an after effect of drinking all that beer.

“Shit…I need to tinkle.” Seeing a spot that was on fire from the approaching entrance to the fiery battle, he unzipped and turned his back on the kitsune, deciding to be a little fireman and help put out the flames. “Ahhhhhhhh! Oh yeah…..that’s it.” he peed….and he peed. God, he was peeing so much that he started to write his name on the wall with it. Wiggling his ass as he did so. What a guy.

A good minute and a half, he gave his whizzer a shake, before pushing it back inside his pants and preparing to head off again. The prison was ablaze. Well, this section of it. There were burnt bodies of rioting prisoners and guards and the smell was of nothing but death. It was enough to make you gag. Taking off his head phones, he placed them on his neck, as he reached into his back pack and took out…..the mask. Holding it firmly in his hand, he waited for Kasumi to catch him up, before he put it on. No sense rushing the show.

~RB~

Kiri:

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Good God above this man was insufferable at times, but she couldn’t hate him either; he could be such a pain but was also a sweetheart when it counted. It made it impossible to be mad at him, or at least stay mad at him, which is why Kasumi was beginning to just reign in her anger and rub her forehead softly with a deep sigh. Kasumi decided to ignore him for the time being and instead decided to simply focus on keeping an eye on her surroundings, preparing to fight just as she was needed. She’d have to kill here, but that . . . that would be fine. It wouldn’t have been the first time. Kasumi took a deep breath as she let her Kitsune form reveal itself, just as she had done to Keikei, except this time she didn’t hide away any of her power and unleashed her Jaki in full; her crimson eyes glowing from their sockets.

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Time to get busy after all.

Fu:

Hellgate Prison Cell Block 1 : Main Hall

– The small rioting continued as the two entered the area , but it felt underwhelming to say the least . It seemed to have been much more drastic hearing about it then seeing it for themselves ; for the most part it had seemed as if the job was taken care of and that only small scale battles were occurring . But soon enough several giant chunks of blocks used to make this building came crashing down around them as well as cages used to hold prisoners over pits . If and when they had looked up to investigate they would find see small fish floating in the air but only Grant would recognize them . Because. It belonged to Him . –

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Razorbackwriter:

Hellgate Prison Cell Block 1 : Main Hall

It was an odd sensation, when Grant and Kisumi finally moved into the area where they were meant to fight. Talk about an anti climax. The fighting in this part was relatively minor compared to the harsh screams and sounds of battle coming from the other cell blocks. Glancing up, almost expecting there to be some sort of trap or device that was going to be triggered, Grant wasn’t disappointed. Large sections of the building – the cages that were used to hold prisoners over the pits came crashing down, with a great deal of noise as they hit the bottom. One after the other, that made the ground that Grant and Kasumi stand on – quake violently.

Sure enough, as Grant went back to watching the sky, he finally saw something that he did recognize.

“Oh you got to be kidding me.”

Grant turned towards Kasumi and then said “Remember the Abysmmal pond? Welp, looks like Mister Fishy is up for more war games. He must REALLY want my mask.’ Grant was not about to let the man have that satisfaction. “He can rip it off my cold dead body….uh huh.” The crazy comic guy started to place the mask on his face, when his whole body spun like an out of control hurricane. Spinning violently as the mask became fused with its owner, till finally it stopped and there he was….Irasho.

He started to walk with a real snappy strut and began to sing with a lisp.

Walking down the street
With some evil in my eye
And some thoughts in my head
That were making me feel high
On my head was a hoodie
In my ears was some bass
I was walking by my dog
When I saw that sexy face
Come towards me
With a little cheeky smile
If she was a phone
I’d pick her up and dial
The fire brigade
Or zero zero zero
She stopped me in my tracks
And I said, “Mmm hchello, hchello…”
Woah hchello, hchello

He held up his hand to his ear like it was a phone, obviously more than happy to greet the fishy bastard, with some sass and a bit of jazz.

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Irasho then produced a big fishing rod with the snap of his fingers and yelled out.

“Hereeeeee…fishy fishy fishy.”

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Kiri:

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Kasumi gave an inward groan as the duo had come across someone that seemed to be definite trouble to the two, with the falling debris and cages, things couldn’t get any worse till they did; and damnably they definitely did with the appearance of someone who was apparently very familiar for Grant. Oh great, so Grant had made an enemy back in the Core as well; but then again… if there was one here, then that meant Keikai might have been here. Which means… Kasumi growled softly as she flexed her right hand, letting several swords slowly rise upwards from the ground around her as she recalled what he’d done to her right arm.

The swords around Kasumi gleamed brightly, and despite the fact that they seemed to float upon their tips, Kasumi knew better than anyone that they were just normal swords and didn’t have much real effect to them. They were just that; swords. Kasumi was simply ready to help Grant, or rather Irasho in this case, whether they needed it or not. Presumably not. Kasumi wasn’t strong enough to take on an opponent with an aura like that, so ominous that she personally was frozen and unsure of what she should do just yet. Should she take the offensive?

Fu:

Cell Block 1 : Top Floor

– The Man simply stared and continued to do so , those people were back once more. The ones he had seen from a week ago , what a courageous duo . But clearly they knew what fight to pick and which to stay away from . The man in the suit began to walk away , it would seem as if there was no problem with him since he retreated and since he was too dangerous ; they would only meet death coming onto him the way he is now . While the suited male walked away , another male took his place ; a familiar one as well it would seem. Sitting right on the edge of the cliff of where the suited male had been before taking his departure , he would speak to the duo and the tense tone he had given off would show that he was not in the mood to see these two once more ; a living symbol of his failure one week past. There was no more time to be wasted –

[Celtan : TC ]

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Keikai:” So it’s you two again. So , Shall we ? ”

Fu:

Announcement

– Light’s began to flash within the area and the structure itself seemed to have been lightly been breaking away on it’s own ; the structure fell apart and the only sounds heard would be the alarm and the sensation of bricks slipping out of place and crashing within the Cell block . Estimated time before the Block itself will break apart 5 Minutes

Finish your battles and Retreat !

Razorbackwriter:
Cell Block 1 : Top Floor

Irasho was so busy trying to bait his fishing rod, to reel in the big fishy – when the guy he had fought at the Abysmmal pond decided to simply turn and walk away. Like…the fuck? Who does that? Who makes a showing and then leaves before the first punch? Irasho was so incensed by this display of what he thought was cowardice, that he took his fishing pole and snapped it across his raised knee.

“Fancy pants walking out on a fight?” He was surprised that the fish went as well. No fishing for this crazy character, not now. Instead the only one left didn’t appeal to Irasho at all. Keikai was back, but by the look on Kasumi’s face, she was itching to scratch out his eyeballs.

“Okay Kitty Kasumi. Go sharpen your claws on Dweeb number two.” He jerked his head towards Keikai, so that the kitsune could have at it. As he did this, lights started to flash within the area, and the structure itself was starting to break apart.

Why was this occurring, you might ask? Time to wind up and move on.

~RB~

Kiri:
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Kasumi was actually incredulous herself that the man whom Grant had challenged had decided he wanted to run, with the two fish that Grant, or rather Irasho in this case, had been taunting with the fishing pole. She had to admit, this guy was totally off the wall with everything that he did, she had no way of predicting him in the slightest. Oh, but then again, she did have a read on the fact that no matter who it was, he was an UTTER ASSHOLE! Fucking dick! I’m not a cat! I’m a fucking fox! Oh how she really, REALLY, wanted to rip his head off; Kasumi instead turned straight to Keikai with a snarl on her face. She knew that Flaming Persona was the only way to match him, even if she decided to exert her Fire Fear. However, simply matching this male wasn’t going to cut it, they didn’t have the time to fool with him. Kasumi took a deep breath as her flames erupted around her, her Fire Fear now erupting in full force around them, causing a change in the atmosphere; this is what she and her family were known for, the thing that struck fear into the hearts of humans, the exertion of her Fire Fear causing the entire atmosphere to feel an increase of pressure of sorts; an increase of mental pressure instead of physical or spiritual, this was more pressing at the fears of the male. His fear of fire. Everything had a natural fear of fire, Kasumi merely exploited that.

While Kasumi was letting her flames blaze around her, she began to fuse her flames along with her Life-Force; it was a risky process, however she had a plan to use a new technique she had been formulating ever since her last battle with Keikai. Only now was the time to unleash it, and see if it actually worked. Kasumi could feel the flames and Life-Force begin to mix, swirling about around her and inside of her body as they mixed, but didn’t fuse as she was trying to accomplish. Kasumi kept pushing, her snarl growing wider and wider until it couldn’t grow anymore, her rage and hatred towards Keikai causing it to force together the Life-Force and Flames fully; and the moment those fused Kasumi’s body erupted in a funnel of flames that soon disappeared as her voice rang out. Leaving her standing for the male to see easily.

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“Blazing Genesis!”

With that, the ground around Kasumi erupted with flames that were stronger than the very flames that she’d had even in Flaming Persona form, this technique now created by Kasumi’s desire to kill Keikai once and for all, was a fusion of her Life-Force and her Flames to create a new kind of technique entirely. How would Keikai react to this new Flame, this new ability, this new threat? The threat that was stronger than what she’d done with Flaming Persona.


Name: Blazing Genesis
Type: Transformation Technique
Requirement: The will to risk your own Life-Force to defeat an opponent and fuse your flames with your life.
Description: This Technique is an exclusive technique to Kasumi. When activated, this technique causes Kasumi to undergo appearance changes, most notably causing her hair to begin to emit sparks and flicker as though it is on fire. Though Kasumi still retains her ability to manipulate fire in its most basic form, she is also now able to use her Life-Force infused Flames to create sentient creatures of Fire and even create working limbs for combat, both offensively and defensively. The limbs created are not limited to bodily limbs as this form allows Kasumi to create many different kinds of constructs unlike she could have before; making her more dangerous while also gaining an increase of power in her flames.

Fu:

Hellgate Cell Block 1 : Center Floor

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” Oh Something New ; You know , you aren’t the only person who came up with something new during their time off. Foggy Hell !

– The male leaped down and held two hands towards one another as if he had a ball in between ; a swirling mass began to increase in speed and increase in density . A foggy substance, a shift in aura and a change in the environment as the air became tainted by the increasing levels of fog that continued to taint Keikai’s hands and body ; turning them red instead of purple and the fog when finished reaching it’s ideal state ; Keikai would slam the ball onto the ground which released a large explosion which turned into a AoE change ; the entirety of their current area had been covered in purple shades , the ground the walls all became a softer substance and became similar to dough . It lost it’s substance and was falling apart even moreso then before. Keikai rose his darkened arm and glared at the Female across from him , her powers weren’t fully as effective as Terakians were not afraid of physical and natural forces as Gizora was capable of making these things at his/her simple wave of a hand ; which of course has meant they didn’t feel fear like Alterians did . From this point on they were in Keikai’s Fog Zone as long as they were in this area . The fog increased within Keikai’s area however ,but not before long something arose from that fog . Something which was as big as the entire Cell Block ; which meant to either stand your ground and fight here and now or move out and fight somewhere more spacious. This form was only able to be realized by shifting the state of the fog into a solid matter but since it was nearly impossible to do fully it came off as appearing like a slimy-substance which nullifies the person’s senses upon physical contact. –

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” Let’s …………. fight ”

– It was time to test your mettle . Could Kasumi defeat the monster with the flames on her body ? There were no other conduits , as anything further from her body would be eaten alive by the fog . –

Razorbackwriter:

Hellgate Cell Block 1 : Center Floor

Grant was epic at pissing off Kasumi. Be it with the mask on or not, he was just always saying and doing things that riled her fur. This could be seen as a good thing however, cause when she was pissed, she could really charge her fire…and charge it she did. Course, the fog was being a bit of a nuisance. Grant tutted as he tried to see the hand in front of his face. Unfortunately he couldn’t. This called for some hard thinking from Irasho.

How does one get rid of a super fog cloud? With a super sized hand wind mill. You know the kind that you get from the fair or arcade. Patting down his suit, he made a loudAha! and pulled out a comical looking little hand wind wheel. It was the kind that was like a hypnotist used and the faster it went around the harder it was to stay focused. Taking a deep breath Irasho blew on the fan, and the size of the fan started to grow. Again…huff….puff….huff…puff. The wind wheel grew larger and larger till it was so big that it was like he was holding a super stop sign.

“Time to….blow your cares away.” Irasho blew so hard on the fan that it coughed and spluttered like a small plane engine igniting, till it came to life and the wheel spun so violently that it created enough turbulence to blow away the fog and clear the line of vision for Kasumi to fight.

“Ahahahaha….ooo lookie….big blob boogy. Someone blows their nose after eating cotton candy and calls it a beastie!”The wind wheel brought about more air to help fan Kasumi’s fire flame magic…and this was the best thing Irasho could do to help.

He started to sing a long like he was a circus master.

“Do do dodododo do do do….do do diddle diddle do do do.”

~RB~

Kiri:

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“You’re annoying, just hurry up and die already.”

Kasumi’s voice sounded calm, but was full of an unbridled anger as she jumped straight into the air; though the antics of Irasho were definitely annoying and unneeded, she had to admit that his idea to blow away the damnable fog was a good one, one that helped her out here as she intended to kill Keikai here and now. She wasn’t leaving until he was dead, and it was time to unleash the power of Blazing Genesis in full here and now; Kasumi rose her sword above her head climbing into the air before she began her decent, swinging the sword downwards and sending a massive eruption of flames downwards at the male.

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“Genesis Raze!”

Should this attack hit the male, he’d find that the Flames were actually stronger than ever before, and would begin to cause the mucky solidified fog to slowly break up and be reduced to nothingness; the heat of the flames allowing her to burn away even this substance. Kasumi wasn’t going to risk falling down into that murk, and therefore she formed a pair of bird-like wings out of her flames, flapping them downwards as she hovered in midair. Kasumi wanted to know how Keikai would react to her new level of power, but not only that; she wasn’t done yet. Kasumi’s eyes burning, her hair blazing as though it was on fire itself, and the wings she created; it seemed that this form had far more that it could do aside from having increased her physical ability as well as reflexes and the power of her flames. Why wasn’t she showing that now? Did she have a plan?

Fu:

Cell Block 1 : Decomposing Center Ground

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– Keikai attempted to throw his fist towards the female , however the slow movement it had to take due to it’s form had slowed it down ; in exchange for it’s size which in turn proved fatal as the flames which were powered by the fan would consume and reduce his fist’s composition into a mere scorched stub on the beast which now only had one hand . The rest of the flames would hit the male’s chest and face , burning the frontal shell and causing it to turn into a weakening mush of gases. It would seem that they both had upgraded from their previous fights , but Keikai had lost his speed for power and that proved to be fatal as at this point in time he had struggled to keep his form stabilized . A failing effort indeed. –

Kiri:

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Kasumi let herself drop to the ground, her brow furrowing further in determination to end this here and now, since she had Keikai on the ropes for good; he wasn’t escaping alive, and having sacrificed his speed was only helping Kasumi end this here and now. Kasumi let the flames below outwards from her form now, closing her eyes as she pointed her sword skywards, letting out a call that grew louder before she ended it with a shout aimed directly at Keikai.

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“This is over! Let’s end this… Genesis Dragon!”

The flames surrounding Kasumi erupted upwards immediately, acting on her command as they began to quickly take shape around and above her; filling up the room and burning around she and Irasho and Keikai as they formed into talons, wings, muscular legs, a massive maw which eventually let out a guttural roar as it rose one paw and slammed it down with earth shaking force. The Genesis Dragon was a technique in which Kasumi formed a massive, sentient Dragon out of her flames, and then could command it to fight for her; however, the being was so large and powerful that it wouldn’t last long, and that is why Kasumi didn’t waste time in pointing her palm at Keikai, calling to the Dragon.

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“Leave nothing left, devour him and reduce it all to ashes!”

The massive dragon lumbered forwards, and being far larger than Keikai it towered over him before actually dropping its neck at him, it’s maw opened wide as it aimed to devour him. If this worked, the obvious end was that Keikai would be swallowed whole and reduced to nothing inside of the Dragon’s body before it dissipated itself, with Kasumi’s form ending itself, and herself being reduced to her normal form once more; albeit drained of a massive amount of energy and left stumbling for a moment.

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Fu:

Cell Block 1 : Burning Grounds

– The Gaseous Creature succumbed to the might of the Crimson beast , totally having lost this bout ; he wasn’t prepared enough to have lasted any longer and therefore had lost his chances of survival . Being consumed like so and being burned simultaneously from all directions . The Assassin was no more then miniscule pieces of ash . The structure of the Cell block began to grow worse, the bricks and ceiling continued to fall apart , this place wasn’t going to last any longer then a small amount of time before it caved in upon itself . The sound of a ghastly groan could be heard one last time before it was it , Keikai had lived his final moments in a searing inferno .-

Razorbackwriter:
Hellgate Cell Block 1 : Center Floor

“Is this not the best Chinese new years…evvvvvvvvvver!” Irasho was of course referring to the almighty fire dragon that Kasumi had summoned using her fire magic. It was a sheer stroke of brilliance and sorely showed that Keikai had underestimated the might of the little Kitsune. Right at this moment, Irasho snapped his wind wheel and it vanished with a pop, before he realized that the show was far from over. With all that had been happening, the cell block itself was now collapsing in on itself. Bricks and parts of the ceiling were raining down, and no magic umbrella was going to be able to keep the debris from landing on their heads. When Kasumi bellowed that everything was to be reduced to ashes….she wasn’t kidding.

“Too young to be someone’s morning toast!” He cried, as he took out a big wad of chewing gum and then tossed it into his mouth, chewing. Chewing chewing and then….he started to blow a massive bubble gum bubble that was so large, that Kasumi could fall into it and be within the pink sticky shield.

“Time to bounce!…GET IT!…Bounce away!” Inside the protection of the big balloon of bubble gum, they both bounced their way to the nearest exit as the debris merely dropped on the outer shell of the bubble and…bounced off.

~RB~

Kiri:

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Kasumi gave a couple stumbles as she left the form of Blazing Genesis, not having expected so much energy to be taken from her body like that in such a short amount of time in itself. Kasumi growled as she fell forward into the bubble that Irasho had made, glad the bastard had the decency to think of a way out of this damnable place instead of simply joking around the entire time; despite the fact that she couldn’t move and he had made it out of bubble gum…

Either way, luckily the bubblegum barrier was strong enough to hold off the debris as the duo made their escape, with Kasumi struggling to remain conscious. It was honestly all that she could do, time to see if she could hold it till she was outside of Cell Block 1.

Hellgate Prison – Shattered Dimensions.

Hellgate Prison  (Adventure Quest)

 

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HellGate’s Theme

Criminals rioting . Villains scheming. The era of peace is slowly ending , are you ready to face Humanity’s demons as they do their best to break free of their confines and once more plague the earth ?

The tower is crowded with the world’s dangerous criminals and is governed by a ever changing realm distortion machine which makes it much larger then what it seems from the outside and due to it there are more ”floors” then it can be assumed. How would one truly find all of the Criminals ? Who knows but allow these Criminals to welcome you to hell.

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– Fighting had gone on for quite awhile , the escaped criminals and those who wished to push them back into their cells. It would seem as if the Criminals held the upper hand and didn’t wield the strength necessary to do their jobs right . It seemed as if this attack was coordinated for quite some time, or possibly the effect of someone strong passing by but due to the fact there was a gaping hole which was not too big nor too little located on the side of the building revealed that it was most likely orchestrated by someone . The hole released large amounts of dark fog……. Who could it have been ? Some people would be able to guess at this point who it could’ve been when they gotten there , but moving on to another area ; a horizontally expansive corridor had shown various criminals and guards clashing with their wills and their anger towards one another ; throwing one another off the railings and plummeting to their doom. But from the highest peak of the chamber a man would plummet straight down and land swiftly on his feet, his aura and presence altogether was clouded in mystery ; as he himself would not show anything but the guise of a Businessman. Because in a sense…………. He was here for just that. Business. –

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”This Period shall soon come to an end , Guards have grown pale in skill and too lax to even put up a decent fight. Why…. do they even try to struggle against impending defeat ? I wonder if there are any true lights in this dark sky who’ll try ? My oh my , maybe it is just a lie. Nonetheless it’s time to finish what I’ve started here..”

– He was wrecking the place , clearly to allow the criminals out but was that his true objective ? Who knew . But this person had to be stopped, otherwise he’ll cause more trouble . But who had the power to put him down ? That was a question that can be pondered for quite some time. But it didn’t stop the fact he could be considered the First Wave of Evil to descend upon this land. –

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Prison Cell Block 2

– Located in a Sandy Region themed Cell block , a certain individual plowed through other people like him who were entrapped and others whose been utterly butchered . Their remains were nothing more then organic jello splattered across the ground –

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Yama :” Looks like we’ve been freed Jule. Lets go see the WORLD ! ”

– With that they began to walk in this lengthy desert , hoping to find out where it was they should head next –

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Cell Block 3

– Located in a Dark and Murky Dungeon themed setting , this block held the naturally disgusting humans of society who did nothing more then just murder people . As it has been assumed, these people are purely human but with the morals of a demon. Two red haired people were the most significant here , one of them walked out of the cell block and smiled all around ; noticing the small numbers of criminals as it’s shown that they’ve been eliminated for the most part. The male took a few steps to the center of the room only to find a long scimitar to be thrown at him from the sky ; a purple haired male who would soon dissappear just as fast.-

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Garudo Lirui : ” Big Brother , when are you going to leave your Cell block ? ”

– The Cell block in which he spoken into had revealed nothing but utter silence , but there was a large amount of bloodpooling out of the darkened cell as beaming eyes could be seen shining out from it.

? ? ? Lirui : ” It’s just not as satisfying. Weak blood is not worth the trouble of spilling..”

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Cell Block 4

– In another Cell block which was fashioned after a valley-like landscape , it seemed to have been littered with bodies as well ; something that could be inferred as the fact there had to be one Majorly power person dwelling here . Who could it have been ? –

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???”…………………..”

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Cell Block 5

– This room had seemed to have been a moderately normal area ; devoid of all life but one . But what was the cause ? It seemed to have been odd considering the area in which it was located, it appeared to be a school building meant for younger minds. Most likely people who were messed up in the head. But clearly there was one who was so ………. different. –

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??? ” [ I AM STILL HERE ] ”

Overall Objective : Stop the Prisoners from Escaping even if it warrants possible death !

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– After a hour or two had passed , they had found themselves at the shore of Hellgate Island. So quiet , but yet anyone with insight could sense the looming evil that came within the prison. Something was going on , something major. Some of the travelers began to cower in hesitance as they begin to doubt their own bravery as well as their fighting power , their tails began to shrink in between their legs to display their sudden cowardice. Some people however did not think the same , they would immediately spring into action from the looks of it. One of the Travelers walked closer to the bridge before it began to lower before speaking in a echoed tone. It was the weird male in a white mechanical suit. –

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? ? ? : ” What is everyone waiting for ? It’s time to show your valor. ”

– The male would leap off the side of the boat and descended before he pressed his feet against the side of the boat and pressed offwards , his body would be sent flying towards the prison entrance as he eventually landed upon the land and began to run towards the entrance. After that from the lower end of the deck another person ended up leaping into the water and being hidden from view, no one would be able to see this person swim . Who would be next to leave ? This Prison is the location in which all the worlds evil has been locked up . Who was truly ready to leap into hell and come out with battle-scars telling of their battle against the corrupted ? Shuzen would slowly lower the bridge with his crew before he himself turned over to give one last message to them before it was time to leave. He did get serious all of a sudden and within his left arm a trident appeared and within the other a orb of pure water appeared , swirling from the transition of gas into liquid . –

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Shuzen :” You all better return alive to vote for me . Got it ? ”Seig:

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Red was shadow boxing this whole time, unaffected by the Kitsune that snapped at him and now a bit more cooled down due to his time training in a more secluded part of the ship carrying them…but soon enough the time came…he could feel that energy, that darkness coming from the place they were headed to. He could listen to them, cries of the dead that seemed to pierce his soul with grief…by this point the rabbit went back towards the rest of the group and could only place a hand upon his chest, looking down in respect for those who feel…for those whose voices he could clearly hear

Many have fallen there already…their voices are afraid…the monsters who hurt them are still there

Rabbots might have had steel at one time burned on their flesh, but their connection to the spirits, their sense of justice…no matter the generation, no matter their differences, all of them carried that within them, that spark of heroism. Red opened his eyes, glaring towards the distance as he could notice the fear of many still strong within their soul while he was pulling Bolt on it’s board form from his back. The time has came…and strangely enough despite the clear fear Red felt he also felt courage burning within his very soul. The Death deserved peace, the living hope of survival…and the evil in this prision to go back into the shadows where they came from. He turned to them, towards the weaker, the most scared, speaking out loud almost in a commanding tone

This battle might be hard…and many of us are afraid of what we will find, but make no mistake about something…they will be merciless, and what they did here they will attempt to do on the world, our world…so I say we stop them here, dead on their tracks…and if we lose…then…I say we drag them along with us!

The bunnie did not awaited nor for confirmation from them, he did not wanted to now if his little speech even worked…he knew that surely it did not had the desired effect, but it did not minded, he was going to fight anyways. So he just began running, using all the force contained on his legs to jump up in the air as he took the board that began shifting into a different form. He climbed into Bolt in mid air, turning it on, feeling the engine purring as the energy from the crystal inside caused it to shoot like a speeding bullet, leaving only a red and white blur behind. Jaune knew that leaping into the battle like this was being careless…but he also knew that they had no time to lose…they needed to pick targets, they needed to stop this, and he planned to clean the road the better he could for the others

Hopefully that idiots make it back alive…

The wall was getting close, Hellgate’s shadow was over Red right now as he silently felt the energies around. They were varied, from the lowest to the highest…in a way this made the bunnie relax as he felt like even the weakest of the reinforcements would be able to fight here. Still there was a few powers the frightened him…one in particular. He could hear the voices…again invading his head as they tried to guide him towards this person…towards the location of the massacre it caused

So Cell Block 4 uh?…well…might be worth checking out…

The bunnie decided for once in his life to follow the guidance of the spirits, given that they were so noisy maybe they could for a change be helpful and might be silent if he fulfilled their wishes. And even if they disaproved the use of Bolt with all their might, it was going to be the means he would use to infiltrate the prison…well that and his fist. All he expected now was that he was strong enough to face this upcoming threat…that he had the strength. It was funny that at a moment like this his father’s words, his years of training…all of that came to his mind as a bitter reminder of how he maybe would be not be capable. Yet he shook his head, no time for doubt now…this people needed him, if he could take down this threat himself and nobody got hurt, it all would be worth it

No doubts, no questions…go in, knock the door…and beat that bastard into submission!

He mentally cheered himself as he felt his aura slowly built up and grow as he began picking up the speed, no way in hell he was going to allow anyone to beat him to his destination, not that kitsune, not that armored weirdo…not anyone. He was gonna fight, he was gonna win, he was gonna get paid…and if he survived this he swore on his ancestors grave that he would drink vodka and invite that cute girl he saw on the boat for a date!…well…maybe not so sure about the last one but still…

Kiri:

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The ride from the boat had ended up being . . . rather eventful indeed. Even after having went off on the rabbit-idiot, Kasumi had been a furball of anger for a few minutes thanks to Grant, whom had really gotten on her nerves. Bringing back the allusion of the book, Of Mice and Men, into her head while considering her relationship with Grant as just like that of George and Lennie. She just hoped it didn’t end the same way as it had in the book, boy oh boy would she be both sad and pissed. Especially after everything that had happened. As Kasumi left the ship, she had a rather . . . flushed face, but it was clear that she was still lucid despite the slight buzz in her system. If people had thought that she was going to be going through that voyage without ever drinking they were crazy; except, she had taken a drink of the strongest damnable alcohol on the boat and was a lightweight. God at least she didn’t get hammered, a drunk Kitsune was everyone’s problem.

Kasumi had a serious look on her face finally, dealing with Grant had made her want to get drunk, but there was no telling how that might have turned out from that; after all, it’s not like she has the best cognitive thought to really do anything while drunk, even if all that would be burned out of her system soon enough. Kind of literally speaking at that. With a small look at the rabbit, who seemed that he wanted to play leader, she simply let out a sigh and focused on suppressing her true form and her power at the same time. Man did the buzz make it harder, but that was okay. She was currently too busy with that to notice the aura of her brother behind her, and not far away either, but she didn’t and it was a good thing too; she didn’t need the distractions. She noticed that the male with the watch looked ready as well, huh. At least a few of the people around here weren’t going to be scared the entire time.


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The male with bright scarlet hair had a serious look on his face and within his eyes, for one of the few times that he would whenever you saw him. Typically he had a nice, kind look in his visage that set everyone at ease and helped him negotiate. Though that didn’t always work, but of course the male had always given himself a back-up plan in case of that situation; he’d be a fool not to in all honesty. The male was quiet for a reason, and that reason was the very fact that he was looked up at the prison with a analytic gaze so that he could understand the situation. Well, he would have been had he not seen some male begin to rush on ahead – which is when his form blinked just in front of the male and his bike after a small spark around his feet. Normally, people would have to be worried about something that fast moving towards them at such a high speed, but for this male . . . well it wasn’t much of a deal. His arm snapped out at the last second, grasping the nose of the vehicle when he did and stopping it in its tracks without warning, the force of his hand versus the bike was enough to make anyone’s jaw drop; but this male was dominantly speed and strength based in terms of fighting style. But the best part? His hand wasn’t the only thing at work here, at the moment he was holding it off with his hand yes, but there was a powerful electromagnetic current being emitted from the magic circle on his palm; a lightning based spell which was designed to emit an electromagnetic current that pushed metals away instead of simply attracting. Unlike a normal electromagnetic current however, this one didn’t affect magnetic metals only. The magic circle emitting this was a bright crimson, with a rose insignia in the middle of the circle. The male had his sword drawn, but it wasn’t meant as a threat, if anything it looked more like he was trying to get the male to stop a moment before charging in brashly.

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“Now now, let’s not be hasty. You don’t know what’s in there, and neither do we; fate rewards the courageous and patient, not just the courageous. Introductions must be in order at this point though; my name is Mamoru Gremory, next head of the Gremory Clan and bearer of the Sacred Gear Ragnarok, at your service.”


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Devon wasn’t far behind Kasumi actually, and Eru was right beside him. Devon was tapping his hand against his coat pocket at a rapid rate, causing the letter within to continuously rustle while also tapping his food in a fit of nervous energy stemming from his ADHD. God, when will we be able to get this damnable thing over with? He’d watched the events on the boat unfold from a corner himself, not wanting to involve himself in such things just because he was already uncomfortable enough with being in such a crowd in the first place. No, instead he simply stayed in a corner and relaxed with Eru not far off; in fact even when other women tried to approach him he hadn’t even looked up, he just . . . sat there and looked down with his eyes closed. Devon was a strange one, yes he was indeed, but that was fine also. It helped him stay objective in situations, but also got him into trouble. Honestly it was a surprise in itself.

Razorbackwriter:

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Hellgate Prison

Yes, there were many armed for battle…many that were afraid, some that were pissed off, and others who could have done without the type of antics that Grant displayed. But….did that stop our plucky comic con conventionalist from enjoying his beer?

NOPE.

Coming down the ship plank, Grant was now singing, yes…he was singing. More pickled than a barrel of gerkins, he was hiccuping and saluting the ships officers and crew as he swaggered along. That silly hat still firmly in place. Sure, he never got to use the M&M condoms, but he had a bloody good time. Even with the angry energizer bunny. Kasumi? Well, she was always acting like she was on her period anyways. So what was new with that? One man who for the life of Grant couldn’t understand yelled out

? ? ? : ” What is everyone waiting for ? It’s time to show your valor. ”

“Huz…hic..zah!” Grant waved his hand feebily, as the rest of the passengers all looked at him as though he was mad.

“Siiiiiit right back and you’ll hear a tale…a tale of a fateful ship, that started from a tropic port aboard a tiny ship…HIC!”He was singing along to the theme from Gilligan’s island as all around him many quaked in fear of the dark whispers and howls coming from the prison. If you were sober, you were scared….if you were drunk on the other hand like Grant, it was hard not to find the whole thing funny.

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“This is sooooo like Mystery Island. Where’s Scooby and the Mystery gang? Hic?” He’d been watching way too much television on his Saturday mornings that was for sure.

When Shuzen got all serious and held out his blue shining orb of what was thought to be powers and said Shuzen :” You all better return alive to vote for me . Got it ? ” Grant snorted and pawed at the guy. “Neeverrrr got your campaign….but but button.”

As he toddled up the beach he was humming “Staying alive” and doing disco dance moves.

How on earth was Grant going to be able to sober up before he entered the prison? Would his mask help with that?

Either way, folks….it was going to be entertaining.

~RB~
Fu:
Location Guidance Post
Posting Order is not needed as in this scenario it is first come first serve to their respective destinations and works as a real scenario would and ultimately the posts won’t affect one another too much as it would change anything unless of course said character is with another then they both should at least stick together if it is planned to be so.

– Depending on whether or not the people have gotten to the main entrance , once inside they would come to find themselves in a long ominous hallway leading to a room with five different hallways , leading to other places. To their knowledge the high tech usage for this prison was groundbreaking , creating alternate blocks to house criminals with differing realities/realms to torture these people accordingly and such but knowing that there has been damage to this place ; who knew were the assailants were and how much chaos has been started ? It was easy to tell that this required various people to help hold back the situation unfolding. A few idiots however would spread themselves outwards and run in the various blocks and inevitably ….. their deaths . Right next to the Fifth path a pile of eroded bricks and metallic shards covered a un-noticeable hole in the wall. –

The First Path is filled with Countless Fighting

The Second reeks of sand

The Third has the bold stench of blood

The Fourth felt empty…..

The Fifth held a odd euphoria.

A Sixth Sensation could be felt. But it was the most Ominous of all. Something truly twisted laid there. But where?

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Hellgate Prison
Grant was slow at first to remove the beer holder hat off his head. What was it about this long corridor that just felt…off. Swinging his backpack off around from his shoulder, he unzipped it and then placed his beer hat inside safely. Still drunk from the cruise, he then took out an 80’s walkman and snapped it to his belt. With an old mix tape inside that he had picked up at some flea market stall, he was ready for anything. It was not like he thought it was the right time to put on the mask, not yet. But music, man. That was what soothed the savage beast. Grant placed the headphones around his neck with the thin cord winding its way down to the walkman on his belt.

The others in the party may well think that not only was Grant mad, he was probably a liability on this quest. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn’t. Kasumi had decided to stick with him regardless. Few others would know about what Grant had done before joining the cruise, or of his powers thanks to the Shattered item. With a lopsided smile, Grant looked back at his furry friend.

“It’s like a game show. Five different paths….five different doorways. So…gotta pick.”

He then held up his hand as the other one fitted the head set and he pressed play.

“Einnneeee meanieeee minieeee MO!”

Grant pointed to the first one, and then with a spring in his step, he started to skip down the first one. Danger awaited…and Grant was oblivious to it.

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Picking up a rat off the ground, he broke its neck before using the dead creature as a microphone, dancing along as he sang with the track on his walkman.

Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain (2) : Shattered Dimensions.

 

For Gizora….the party is only just getting started….

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Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain

~Man, I feel like a woman.~

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Nothing quite like watching a woman enjoy a cigar. Some men would pay a great deal of money for such a pleasure in fact, it was seen by some as a kink. To Gizora however, a good cigar and brandy was the norm – well back when he was in his true form. This was just another thing to get used too. As Gizora clenched the cigar between his teeth, a servant was quick to light the end, with the Destroyer taking a few puffs to truly get the cigar alight. When he was happy, he dismissed the servant with a mere flick of his fingers, while another poured both of them a glass of brandy each. Setting back now, brandy in one hand – cupped in a fashion by holding the glass within the cusp of his hand, and with the cigar held lazily in the other, Gizora blew out a smoke ring, whilst listening to Onryo explain his feats within his own realm on Terakus as the Destroyer slept.

” I must confess I could never surpass any of your diabolical achievements, My lord Gizora..But I suppose I have made my domain a very..unique place. One that my inherent power created..”

“I do like the idea that you managed to fashion a realm with your own personal stamp upon it.” A crooked smirk appearing upon his face. “We all know what you’re good at.” The Destroyer did admire Onryo’s tenacity and ability to get things done, even after everything that had happened in the past. .

Onryo produced an orb within his hand as a way in which to give the Destroyer a chance to see just what Onryo was talking about. While it would have been better to see it first hand, this was the best next thing.

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“It’s become quite a confusing place..of death, unreality and nightmare. Those that realize themselves will relive their deaths and fears over and over again until they wish to forget again.. That is simply the way it is.”

Draping his arm back across the lounge, the Destroyer watched the images that played out like a voiceless slide show of just what the Dark lord’s victims and followers suffered. A never ending spiral of death and nightmares that were infused together so well that they lost all sense of what was real and what was theatrical. It actually brought about a dark chuckle from the Destroyer, who was deeply impressed by this. Absolute fear. Harvesting such would be like drinking the most potent elixir imaginable. Savoring each and every occurrence. It would never get dull and boring. Taking a small sip from his glass of brandy, he offered a saucy wink at Onryx. So far his reports have been most favorable, and Gizora could see that it was going to be quite the party when all the dark lords were assembled. The Creator would rue the day that he thought he could pull shit against the Terakians. The Destroyer was already plotting a spectacular comeback, but of course in this game of chess, you needed all your pieces upon the board. And that…was coming.

Foot steps could be heard approaching, and it didn’t sound like Charlie. A voice that was distinctly feminine rang out, one that had been giving some poor servant girl grief. With the orb within Onyryo’s hand fading out as he lowered his hand back down, it was clear that the Dark lord of fear also knew who was coming. Placing his cigar in the nearest crystal ashtray, Gizora went to stand as it was customary when meeting with one of the four.

Course, Onryo couldn’t help but make a wise ass remark. Giz, expected no less.

Hnn..Quite late, aren’t we? You’ve never been one for direction I suppose, Vithyra eheh..”

Like a kitten that was about to taste the cream, Gizora set down the glass of brandy and waltzed up to where Vithyra had just entered. The Destroyer’s grin was growing larger as he admired the Dark Lord of Delicacy’s current attire. How the armor melded with her form in such a figure hugging fashion. Down right sexy. The Destroyer was still very much a male beneath the female form that he currently took and this might make things a bit tense, until Vithyra figured out that the woman in red was her Master.

“You are a sight for sore eyes, Vithyra.” An appreciative growl coming from his glazed red lips. The Destroyer was not ruled by one sin….but by many. It was hard to know just which one would come to the surface at any given time. “Good to see that Onryo has not forgotten you either.” A quick glance back at Onryo would have the Dark Lord of Fear see that the Destroyer was enjoying the banter….for now.

 

~RB~

 

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: Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain.

 


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.Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren.


Finally arriving at the Lounge with help of the maid, who was pretty scared for her life at this point, but nothing major that would concern Vithyra’s sake. “You can go now. . .” Vithyra Aethylla spoke first softly, but the maid just stood there frozen on the spot as she sighs loudly and then spoke again “GO!”, this time with a far more demanding and slight anger in her voice as she never liked it to repeat herself, specially to someone like a maid. The maid jumped a bit at the demand and then run off, down the long hallway, disappearing at the end, as she turned the corner.

Entering the Lounge, she made her entrance as she made a deep bow, knowing from the whole mood in the room, that the presence of her Lord was there, keeping her eyes focused on the ground, not wanting to stare or whatever at her Master as it would be considered rude. As she made her deep bow, Vithyra then heard a voice that was quite familiar as she smirks from ear to ear. ‘Hnn..Quite late, aren’t we? You’ve never been one for direction I suppose, Vithyra eheh..’, those words could only belong to one man and one man only as she knew right away that it was Onryo, giving his presence away. Slowly her eyes went up as she straightens her back and scanned the room with her dark eyes. She spotted Onryo right away and just gave him a slight smile, but her eyes went then straight to the woman dressed in red. ‘Who’s she?’, that was her first thought, but the she heard the words..

‘You are a sight for sore eyes, Vithyra.’, and with that it got all clear to Vithyra as her eyes widen a bit as surprise, was this woman really the new appearance of her Master, the great Lord, Ruler of them all? Not wanting to ask him or rather her, she just kept quiet and then heard the latter ‘Good to see that Onryo has not forgotten you either.’, then she was certain that this was indeed the Destroyer and smiled a bit brighter, before speaking “Oh my, what a nice words. Such a lovely surprise, my Lord” Vithyra Aethylla spoke as she made an other quick bow and then moved a bit closer, closing in on the distance between the three of them. “And a surprise indeed to see you, Master, in an appearance like that, must be making every man wild yourself now and knowing you, you must be loving it to the fullest. . . Oh and I do apologize, I did get lost. . .” she spoke as her eyes went over to Onryo on the last part, making it clear that he was right, her direction was rather off lately, but nonetheless, she had made it over here. “But. . . I’m here now. . .” Vithyra spoke as her eyes went back to her Lord.

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– From another end of the building ; another adventure was unfolding. Not as epic as it may have seemed when one had found out what it was , Charlie for some reason begun to slowly become and act more like a kid then anything else and when he had reached the bathroom a couple minutes ago only his voice could’ve been heard from the bathroom door. Charlie however would run down the hallway and return to Gizora not too long after . What took him so long ? Well it’d be clear he would eventually talk about it at some point or another. Charlie noticed another dark lord entering and at that point he bowed his head to Vithyra and smiled. – ” Holaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Senora Dark Lord~ ” – Charlie began waving stupidly at her but he did so out of excitement and didn’t mean to give off any kind of disrespectful vibe, it was literally just how he was. Other then that it would be seen that Charlie had toilet paper stuck on his hands ; as if he was having difficulty in the bathroom in general . He went over to Gizora and bowed a giant set of times as if he did something awful , upon inspection his face and hair was slightly wet- ” So so so so so so so so sorry Master Gizora , I went to the toilet but I accidentally slipped into the bowl ; I shouldn’t run……….. Other then that I tried to use the toilet like a man but I have no aim still , I can’t play fireman right ! Although when I finished up to clean my hands and my elephant I forgot about throwing away the paper….. * removes it from hand * but then I panicked, the door was locked and I ended up breaking it down. I thought someone locked me in but then I remembered I locked it when I came in . I need to sign up for potty training lessons again ! ”

– He began taking big kid steps around until he finally settled on walking around behind Gizora in a directionless motion , clearly the other Dark Lords knew Charlie was special and was allowed to do as he pleased due to them being up and active since the Shroud Era . He wasn’t as young as he looked ; and his true identity they would know but couldn’t acknowledge unless Charlie himself realized it . . . –

 

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 Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain.

Long ago, in the dark times the Destroyer took on a much more hideous form. A gigantic horned male, with crimson scale like skin, hooved feet and of course a pointed face that stretched out and down at the chin. His lips, eyes and eyebrows were black in colour and he was pretty much bald on the top of his head. He went about mostly in just the naked form, with the exception of a large belt that hung down enough to cover his over sized dong. So, you could imagine Vithyra’s surprise at seeing this shapely woman in place of the Master of all. Also, the Destroyer was known for keeping the robed and hooded scribes with him. Strange priest like beings that were no where near classed as being like Holy men, more like the anti league of priests, that often did strange ceremonies and sacrifices to appease the Destroyer. His former home was that of a hollowed out volcano that lay upon a sea of molten lava. The typical type of abode for one such as he. This time around, it was a completely different set up. Embracing the modern times, yet with some old traditions staying intact, like the awakening, the Destroyer’s form and current home matched that of the rest of the Dark Moon of Terakus. This all might take some time to get used too, but the Destroyer was taking it all in his stride.

Vithyra’s reaction brought about a pleased expression from the female Gizora. Watching the woman get over her initial shock, it would have been so easy to play a game on her, but with Onryo making light of the Dark Lord of Delicacy’s entrance it was simple to just go with the flow. Gizora had a way about him, that exuded the new confidence in this current form. Being a woman had it’s perks.

“And a surprise indeed to see you, Master, in an appearance like that, must be making every man wild yourself now and knowing you, you must be loving it to the fullest. . . Oh and I do apologize, I did get lost. . .”

“You’re surprised? How the hell do you think I felt and saw half my gathered priests beating their wicks at the sight of these beauties.” Giz gave her breasts a bit of a lift, which showed that they were ripe and quite plump beneath the soft fabric of her dress. “It’s one of the reasons I don’t have them here now. Seriously, the maids would spend half their waking hours cleaning cum stains off the floor.” With such a highly polished floor to, it seemed that the Destroyer was right in that assumption.

To be honest, Gizora didn’t need the priests….not when she had Charlie, who made a spectacular return from his trip to the bathroom. He announced himself with much bravado and noise. You’d think the Destroyer would be annoyed by such child like antics, but on the contrary, the Destroyer was getting a huge kick out of it. Watching him come back in, Gizora cocked her head slightly to the side when she noticed that Charlie’s hair was wet.

“Errr……” About to point out the obvious when Charlie filled them in….blow by shocking blow.

“Ohhhhhhhh.” A long drawn out ooo sound coming from playfully upturned lips. “Next time you might want to warn the cleaners, and I have to agree. Potty training seems like a really good idea.” Gizora nodded and then winked. So long as the wayward lad didn’t get a drop of potty water on him, he was fine with the antics.

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“Right, now that the three of you are here, I want to discuss plans on which we can finally kick that Creationist son of a bitch in the ass. Status reports. I want to know who is working for us on that sad excuse of a planet, and just what I can expect to see happening within the next forty eight hours.”

The Master was back, and revenge was first and foremost on his mind.

 

~RB~

 

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.Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren.


Vithyra noticed Charlie walk in as she saw him nod towards her, as she nods back slightly, just being polite for once, specially with the Lord in the room, she better show her better side. ‘Holaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Senora Dark Lord~’ at those words, Vithyra blinked a couple of times as she was a bit surprised by the way Charlie was speaking towards the Lord, but she kept her mouth shut, simply knowing that the Lord was smart enough to know if Charlie was truly rude or just being him.. Following the small conversation, Vithyra slowly turns her head, not wanting to hear this types of stories, specially having this come out of the mouth of Charlie was only making it worse. ‘Oh please. . . Someone stab me. . .’ She thought to herself as she couldn’t believe that these words were spoken in the attention of their Lord, their Ruler.

Then hearing the words ‘Next time you might want to warn the cleaners, and I have to agree. Potty training seems like a really good idea’ and that coming from the lips of her master, wasn’t making any of this more pleasant at all. ‘Skip the stabbing, just kill me in the quickest way possible. . .’ She thought again as she rolled her eyes, not believing her eyes. ‘Please skip to the more important parts, like what we are going to do. . . Please. . .’ Vithyra thought again as she then heard her Master speak again, this time saying ‘Right, now that the three of you are here, I want to discuss plans on which we can finally kick that Creationist son of a bitch in the ass. Status reports. I want to know who is working for us on that sad excuse of a planet, and just what I can expect to see happening within the next forty eight hours.’ as Vithyra’s eyes went back, focusing on her Lord as she smirks, thinking ‘Thank the dark forces for this. . .’.

“Off course, Master. To be honest I thought we would never come to this part. . . With Charlie. . .” Vithyra spoke as her eyes went over to Charlie at the moment she spoke his name and then went back facing her Master as she continued “With Charlie, just being Charlie. . .”. She wanted to stay polite and friendly, just this once. She didn’t like Charlie and that was well known, why, that was a thing that still need to be discovered. “But let’s get to business. . .” Vithyra spoke..

 

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  Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain.

Gizora’s head turned ever so slowly towards the dark lords that were in her presence. Something was off. Call it a sixth sense, or tapping into the mind thoughts of her most trusted, she sensed disquiet. Almost as though one did not wish to be there. Were they finding the meeting tedious thus far? Hell, the Destroyer had been out of the tomb for a matter of hours after centuries. So much had changed and there was a great deal that the Destroyer wanted to learn about what the Creationist was up to with his Celestial kings. Gizora went from being level headed and even…amusing, to looking as though the darkest of storms was approaching. There was like a growing tension so thick that you could carve it with a chainsaw. Huffing, she went to the nearest bar, and picked up a large universal remote, that gave her channel frequency on the planet of Alterus. Flicking through the channels much like a bored housewife in the mid morning, she finally stopped on a broadcast by a very well known face….it was one that had Gizora raise a brow and then her hand to the others present she placed a finger to her lips as she pressed the volume button.

Good afternoon my fellow citizens of Alteria, this is your queen Skylar speaking. I come to you with grave news, there has been an assault attack on the Hellgate prison. This is an emergency, a top security prison that holds the most dangerous criminals are all located there. This event if went unchecked will bring danger to Alteria and if they get free, Alteria will be in trouble of collapse. I come to you for help, I ask that you stand up for your home, our home and protect it with your life. This whole place is something that is precious to me, along with you all. I will even step down and fight along your side, if need be. Let us stand together and protect our home. If you’re for this, then you are to report to the Nautical District, you’ll board a ship and be brought to Hellgate. Your goals are simple, either get them back into their cells or simply put them down. I do not wish to see the day that this kingdom is in trouble, I thank you all for your cooperation for who will show their valor and protect Alteria.”

Listening with a sudden grin appearing, she then turned the off button and spun around to her audience, though one of them was not paying attention. Gizora’s eyes flickered between each of them, and then said.

“Now this….this is what the kind of thing I wanted to hear about. Mind you, coming from Skylar of all people…ugh that woman, someone should blow her up.” Tossing the remote onto the nearest couch, she walked up to Vithyra and stood right in her face. “Charlie is Charlie, but THIS…THIS is business.” She pointed to the now blackened screen and then her head snapped back around to the Dark Lord Vithyra. “No more lounging around on Terakus to let the spies do our dirty work. I think it’s time that we set up our own branch of operations on that shit hole of a planet. SO here is what I propose.” The Master was truly back, as you could see the determination and fire in those eyes of hers.

“That prison riot is a wonderful diversion from their forces seeing us make a fortress behind their backs. One hand can’t always see what the other is doing.” Surely Vithyra would know what that meant. “YOU….are my number one. Dark Lord Vithyra.” In behind them the Dark Lord of Fear stood. He had been waiting for his chance to make known of his current interests on Alterus, but the Destroyer was already well aware of his failings. Such as the one at the Abysmmal Pond. Walking over to Onyryo, who suddenly felt true fear for the very first time in his life, Gizora snarled, “You have failed me for the last time…Onyryo.” An arm rocketed out and seized him by the very throat, pinning him to a wall. “You pathetic worm. I should have you sent to the furnaces to work till you are nothing but bone…but I am merciful at the moment.”Was this to be the Destroyer showing a softer side? Hardly.

As the Destroyer’s fingers dug deep into the Dark Lord’s neck, she uttered a chant that had him shrink down till it turned into a bizarre looking toy. A furbee to be exact. Adjusting her grip, she then tossed the toy to Charlie, who she knew would enjoy it. The Dark Lord of Fear was now trapped in the vessel of a furry toy.

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“Charlie, you can bring it with you on our trip.”

Spinning on her heel, she walked to a large window over looking the main thriving city of Terakus. “Time to say goodbye to all this…..and hello…to Alterus.” The menacing of her tone only grew as she held her hand out and a large swirling vortex appeared. One for the trio to pass through.

“This is cheaper than space travel. Follow me.”

The Destroyer then walked right through the portal of her own making, hopefully, Vithyra and Charlie would follow.

 

~RB~

 

Fu:  

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https://i0.wp.com/i60.tinypic.com/noy4vs.gif” I’m on my wayyyy ; zoom zoom zooooooooooooooom ! ” – Charlie didn’t pay too much attention to the message Gizora was listening in on but he did get excited upon recieving a new item which of course he began to play with enthusiastically and smile like a idiot once more . But before She had conducted the portal he would quickly give to her a envelope containing the words : Open When Ready on them . And it held Gizora’s essence all over it. It was a letter from before she had fallen into slumber , a message from her previous self – ” I had to give this to you real quick M’Lord ! ” – When Gizora had recieved the item Charlie would begin to run towards it but eventually he looked back at the Only Dark Lord around before he made a ” Follow me” motion with his hands. –

” Lets go ! To The Land of Alterus ~ I want to see what’s over there ! Better be fun ! ”

 

 

 

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.Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren.


Hearing the message that was going on on the television, was rather a nice turn of events and Vithyra was surely liking it. And the words after it of her Lord, were just as pleasant to the ears as well. ‘Oh my my. . . We are going to cause some real trouble, finally~’ She thought to herself as she heard Charlie shouting around again as she shakes her head in disbelief, but stopped once the Lord walks over to her and spoke ‘Charlie is Charlie, but THIS…THIS is business.’ as she simply replied with “Off course. . .” and then heard the latter of her Lord, which was ‘No more lounging around on Terakus to let the spies do our dirty work. I think it’s time that we set up our own branch of operations on that shit hole of a planet. SO here is what I propose.’, Vithyra know that her Master was truly back now and the party was about to start..

‘That prison riot is a wonderful diversion from their forces seeing us make a fortress behind their backs. One hand can’t always see what the other is doing.’ Those words on the other hand made Vithyra’s eyes slightly widen, but the line that followed made her smirk. It was odd to hear it coming out of the mouth from her Lord, she had defiantly heard that line before, that she was his number one, but with the new body her dark lord was in, made it rather strange, specially with the womanly voice. The smirk on her face, disappeared as the whole scene played out in front of her, between her Lord and Onryo, she knew Onryo was in trouble, but it wasn’t in her power to interfere. Slowly closing her eyes as she sighs softly, knowing it was his own damn fault.

After that the portal got opened and Vithyra follows right behind her Lord and Charlie, through it. This was defiantly a better way to travel around and it would defiantly be a lot faster as well. ‘I wonder what we will walk into this time. . . After all, it’s been a while. . .’

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District (2) – Shattered Dimensions.

 

 

 

Many are gathering to join in the quest, but will they be up to the task?  

 

Zetta: Unable to speak, no longer having feet planted to the ground.. Last thing he recalled was his super-speed getting him back home to beat the sunlight.. His direction went disarray upon the sudden combination of Alterus, mixing in with the standard fable that the man had been accustomed to.. While traveling back to his own Manor, he found himself in the middle of foreign land. Near a large boat. They called those ships, though with due to origins he never had any business going out of the country and was blind-sided by all this water that surrounded him. Confused to the utmost, the vampire looked everywhere around him, finding nothing to be clearly visible but blue. One’s four limbs outstretched in panic, for this one felt that he no longer had the freedom to move as he normally did.. Trapped, the man was caught within something. He forced his mouth open, only to draw in volumes of water in an instant. Now he was gargling, rapidly running out of air, if he did not act to escape this he would die in this viridian Hell…

No! The vampire would reclaim his pride and reach the surface to survive, even if he had to claw his way up.. The claw on his hand weighing him down evermore, but not withholding his super strength from continuing to swim upwards. Although this was only a first experience for him, he would overcome it with his damned ambition! In such efforts, momentum seemed to be on his side, despite gravity formerly pushing him back. He zoomed to a peak of the aquatic surrounding until sunlight flashed upon him through the depths.. He would die when it touched him, since he had yet to refuel the gauntlet of midnight black. There was little hope here, but that could not stop him, the feeling of suffocation was terrifying to say the least. Facing death, he charged ahead even stronger, with reduced effort for some reason too. The effort input bared results, Delecaux finally ascending the watery graveyard. He sighed lightly, glad to have overcome the challenge, and bowed his head towards the light cast above him. But instead of instant-death though, he felt an extreme pain on his shoulders and then his entire upper-body burned. Unbearable, from one pain onto another.

Again, putting his body to work, his eyes scanned for a place to duck under to be covered from shade. It was here that he realized something peculiar.. He was standing, not floating in water, but firmly stood atop the substance. This was inconceivable, what had the water done to him?.. Unbeknownst to James was that he had acquired a multitude of abilities, being strengthened by the combination of all universe’ vampiric essences. It would come later on to his knowledge, for now he knew he needed to find his assistant, if the being even lived still in this plane. So he ignored this conundrum entirely to focus on stability. One thing that was obvious was that he wasn’t home.. But he was still burning, with this new-found power to control his every movement, he locked onto the ship, rapid-flight propelling him to the back of the large structure.. The man would be comfortable as a stowaway for now, in order to survive. He was still awed that he had escaped death twice already, having not a clue as to where he would be headed now either. With one deep breath, he counted down all of the scents he gathered on his way to the back of the ship. In time he would make it to the deck for a formal introduction with someone.. Anyone, who maybe able to give him some better direction.

 

Hibu:  The sky was mostly clear, with a feeble temperate breeze circulated throughout the district. A mild gale that would’ve kissed one’s complexion was surely to give a satisfied feeling. The feeble clement wind weaved though and around various bushes and trees, causing a soothing rustling sound come from the depths of the shadows. Fluffy, gray, cotton candy appearing clouds cast freely here and there over the district’s surface. A plethora of items displayed at each store, which were sure to satisfy you. The flaming red star, which was imprisoned in the sky, and died every night to let the moon live, ray’s shown brightly the throughout the district. The citizen appeared happy and little disagreed with the Kings and queens plans. Throngs of people migrated in a rush towards the dock, for they knew soon the ship would be leaving. In this throng was juvenile figure with black cloak that covered her body. Grayish platinum hair, two twig like horns sticking out appearing unique, and a tail that swayed back and forth armored with scales. thus, one could clarify she was Drakon. They’re said to be mythological creatures, hunted for years and forced to alter their appearance into humans. the female was hiding her wings as she didn’t want judgmental eyes peering at her, it wad like they were mentally poking her soul.

“This is taking to long!”

the petite figured yelled with feeling very inpatient. she needed room, the fact of being crowded with no personal space displeased her. thus, she drifted from the migrating mobs of citizen. in a corner it seemed she was alone, but something was just unsettling. there was a murderous feeling was within the air. the stained blood metallic odor long within the air causing a disgusted expression to surface. she sighed not even tempted to look into the incident that had happen.extending her right arm to her left shoulder, Matsu could firmly angle her finger adjusting it to the cloth. in a blink of an eye the cloak was thrown off of her revealing her body built and her yellow intimidating eyes. She was wearing a dark turquoise sweater, denim shorts, with raspberry dyed hightighs, and a pair of combat boots. Thus, with no one supposedly watching and free space, Matsu would manifest her dragon-like wings. Matsu angled her legs to certain degree catapulting herself within the air. within those few seconds, Matsu would flap her dragon-like wings. The airborne female’s ruby lips formed into rather pleased smile. As she was flying into the air, Matsu’s body was now horizontally now. The air blowing upon her face satisfied her as she headed towards the dock. Every so often her wings would flap to maintain altitude. But soon she’d arrive at her destination, the ship. Now with her body “standing” vertically within the air. Altohugh she was within the air the female descended because of the lack of her not keeping altitude with her wings. But she’d had with on foot on the planks of wood. Some looked amazed others weren’t impressed and she’d agreed, but not many darkens exist.

“That was a lot more refreshing than walking”

the female looked to the male with blue hair. Shuzen was his name, he was quite popular amongst the district, but something about him didn’t seems right. He was watching every individual who had entered the boat. Her yellow eyes peered at him cautiously, it seemed he was memorizing every detail of each being. this didn’t seem the bother her.

“Hello Mr. Shuzen it is an honor to meet you”

the female bowed to show her respect, although her race use to be an intimidating one, Matsu didn’t like to bow to ones she found suspicious. Usually she wouldn’t stick her nose wear it’s wanted, but this seemed to be a special case.

 

Kiri:

 

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Devon was glad that Eru had come with him, his emerald eyes showed it; but now he was curious about her reasoning? What reason did she have to come with him? Was she trying to pay back some sort of debt? If she was then that was pointless, he hadn’t done anything for her to feel indebted to him about. Was it some other emotion that he’d somehow elicited from the female? Curiosity? Interest? Anger? Something that had made her come? He really couldn’t tell with Eru, it was confusing for him. He had always been naturally good at telling the fluctuation in people’s emotions, just a natural instinct that kicked in for him around others despite his social awkwardness, but with her it was like he was reading a stone wall sometimes, aside from her bouts of anger anyway. Perhaps this enigma would solve itself as time went, he certainly hoped that it would, he didn’t want to make her his enemy. Devon was silently walking, moving slowly with every step so that Eru wouldn’t fall behind, he knew that wouldn’t help anything either. It didn’t take him very long to get to the docks, and as he walked up he gave a small nod in acknowledgement to Shuzen, but didn’t speak. It’s how he was after all. Sure he looked weak, but he had the persona of someone who could do more than anticipated.


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Kasumi had to admit, Grant was an interesting one at this point. Sure, she didn’t notice that her own brother had followed her onto the ship, but she was too busy following him and trying to keep an eye on the guy so he didn’t get into trouble. God, it reminded her of the relationship between George and Lennie in Of Mice and Men; the guy was annoying at times, but he grew on you at the same time. Currently though, she was busy trying to keep him out of the beer so he wouldn’t be drunk when they got to the island.

“Grant!! Stay out of the beer! If you start drinking I’ll need a drink, and neither of us will like that!”

Kasumi was going to say more, but she was bumped into by a male with a crimson jacket, white pants with a strange style in mind, but she didn’t pay it much mind as she spoke apologetically, or she would have if he hadn’t beaten her to it. The most prominent thing in his apparel? The red watch around his wrist, seemingly over-sized unless one knew what it had been for.

???: “Oh sorry about that, my fault there. Heheh.”

After having apologized, he was quick to walk away, leaving Kasumi to look at him with a bewildered gaze on her face. But she soon shook her head as yet another male with bright scarlet hair with a scar on his face walked past with a face that looked like it was full of thought, but still had a smile on his face despite that.

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She took noticed of him and rose an eyebrow, recognizing him for a split second as the one who had come in through a teleportation circle with a crimson rose insignia. Kasumi didn’t think much of it though, she went right back to Grant immediately.

 

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District 

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All his life, Grant had wanted to go on a ship holiday. Oh those tv infomercial shows that said all the fun, joy, sex, dancing and of course beer you could want on a floating fun ship was just what Grant needed after that trip to the dungeon. This was going to be great. Hell to the fact that they were going over as a fighting force, he’d totally forgotten about that when told about the beer and refreshments. Grant was so fast up that gangplank that you would think his ass was on fire.

Was he about to become the ship yobbo, or bogan? He pulled out a funny hat that he had picked up at one of the comic conventions. It was one that had two beer cans on the top with straws for drinking through. It meant that he had his hands free for the food! Grant wasn’t dumb. He knew that this sort of caper would be approved of. Hell, the politician fancy pants had said to enjoy himself……and enjoy himself he would.

If Kasumi thought that Grant was annoying before, she was about to see this unique and rather special side of him. He may not be wearing the mask now, but damn….he had the spirit to know what a good time was. He even pulled out a packet of condoms and showed them to Kasumi.

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“LOOK! I brought protection….GET IT?! Protection…Ah ha ha.”

A few girls in tight camo tops walked by and Grant let off a huge wolf whistle.

“Hello Ladies! I’m Grant, I’m a Leo and I like comics, anime and tight bike pants. Fancy sharing a beer?”

Where did this sudden confident streak come from? He had read one to many cruise ship flyers. He honestly thought anyone could get laid on a ship like this. Even a nerd like Grant.

“Wanna suck my mint? Ah ha ha.”

~RB~

 

Fu:

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Departing Theme

– It was finally time. There was no longer any time to wait, the bridge to the ship was finally being pulled by a couple men who worked under Shuzen as he himself began to walk to the middle of the deck with a glass of champagne in his hand and a microphone in the other , smiling and nodding his head to the newest female who had boarded and allowing her to be one of the last few on board. –

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” Well how pleased I am to see such valor in the hearts of all these people standing before me today. I say , everyone please raise your cups and give yourself a good shot ; you’ve truly earned it for coming all this way to stand up for your nation. As you may now the ship is getting ready to head off towards the island at this time , you are free to say goodbye to your loved ones , or maybe till you see them next. I would give you all the advice of sticking together so your chances of death aren’t likely , but of course your fate brought you here ; and I hope fate has more then just a swift end for you in store . So let us rejoice as we head off ! Cheers and allow our combined efforts to be the victorious side ! ”

– The ship emitted a loud noise as the horn was blown and it was time for the entire ship to have begun moving . The ship followed the sea’s currents ever so persistently ; gently rocking forward and then back as it slowly set off towards the sinking ”Sun” that was artificially made . The blanket of darkness would slowly coat the sky and give them all the sensation that things will soon get real . Were they up for it ? Only their future encounters will dictate and define who they are as people. Will these beings be able to size up to the Demons in Hellgate …. ? The ship continued onwards, further and further from their safe haven ; Alteria would soon fade and the Prison would come into view.-

 

Sieg:  Kir

Red barely muttered a dry hi towards Shuzen, given that he was way too aware about where they were going, what was happening there, and the fact that he grew suspicious of any politician who did anything that helped others he decided to not pay him attention or even give him more seconds than required of his time. He said hi, he moved on into the ship…and he decided to take a look back at the people that was climbing in. Grimacing as he looked at all of them…this was the “fighting force” headed to help during the riot?…

Stuck in some party boat with people who look as green as my mother’s food…just great…

Red had a really bad feeling about this, but most of it had no comparison with the disgust he felt at the pit of his stomach. They were on a party boat, they were basicly throwing some sort of party here with beer and such while people was actually dieing on the field trying to hold the prison, and to top it off everyone seemed so relaxed that it got Red on his nerves, clearly causing his fur to raise as the inner guardian within him asked himself if most people outside of his home behaved like this in the face of danger. This was meant to be a serious mission but a part of him felt that this whole thing was being taken like a joke…

Just relax…go grab a bite…practice a little…relax…

He got into the buffet area, searching for some food to relax his stomach as he went straight for the meat…something that caused many people to just give him curious looks, given that they were watching a carnivore in the fur of a humanoid rabbit, and for a moment things remained well…he even managed to feel some interesting powers around. But his relaxation was cut short by a certain male who he had his back turned to. His ears twitched as he turned around and watching as he pulled out those condoms and then began telling his jokes and going after the ladies

You have to be kidding me…

Red’s fur seemed to turn into needles as he just glared with his crimson orbs towards this male. Here they were, about to go into a mission that might take the lives of half of the people on this boat and this guy suddenly felt like drinks and some quick sex with the ladies on the boat might be a good idea. Anybody would have laughed…maybe sighed or look away…Red felt clearly offended, showed he was clearly offended by this behavior…it was ridiculous, wasn’t this a mission of sorts? Didn’t this people had any sort of discipline. He just shot his arms into the air, clearly annoyed as he just growled under his breath

I’m surrounded by idiots!

He spoke loud enough to be heard, receiving some nasty looks from some people that he just returned with such hostility that some people looked visibly shaken. He had a long day, a longer night, and he had to put up with too much on a daily basis and now this, the bunny was way too grumpy so he retreated towards a place where he would be free from both this people and his own annoyance. He was going outside to shadow box until they arrived, or else he was sure that he was going to punch someone so hard they would crash into the after line at mach 8

The ones causing trouble at Hellgate better be good…because I’m really itching to turn something into red pudding by now

 

Kiri:

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Floor Host: “Enjoy your drinks my friends, things will get risky for everyone when we arrive, so have fun; today’s drink may just be your last. We can never know what fate has in store for us, however we can always live without regrets. Cheers, to all of you, for doing this for your country, families, and nation~!”

The male had spoken only with the purpose of warning the men and women who had decided to go on this voyage that the path ahead would be difficult and would warrant possible death. How they took it was their choice, however he meant well and the smile on his face proved it.


Kasumi had been listening to everyone and everything while she was dealing with Grant, but the last straw came with his joke with the condom AND the girls. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh he’d done it now. Kasumi froze, her form slowly hunching as she tensed up every muscle in her back and shoulders in anger. The Kitsune was not happy at all with that, the only thing that would’ve been obvious to Grant was the ominous tone in her voice as she spoke to him quietly.

“Grant….. do you know what I did with Hirai Hime so I can shove it down your throat?!”

Kasumi was just about to lunge at Grant then too, till she heard a voice mention idiots. There was one problem with his voice that ticked her off to a point that made her Jaki leak out for anyone with an ability to see spiritually connected abilities to see. The humans with weaker wills around Kasumi, oh they began to act crazier too then as well, which is the biggest effect of the Jaki of Yokai. But right now, the fiery wind-like aura that shifted around her form was enough to tell she was now agitated and hiding her strength was out the window, it was easy to see in her now, and it was overbearing for those who didn’t have the physical ability nor spiritual ability to match the five-tail Kitsune; who was already abnormally powerful. She wasn’t even exerting her Fire Fear though, which is what made her so curious.

“OI! I’m no fool, unlike this dumbass fucker I call my companion!”

Kasumi wasn’t happy, but she wasn’t looking to fight…. yet.

 

 

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District (1) – Shattered Dimensions.

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District  (Anime Adventure Quest)

 

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The land closest to the sea and the area in which the sea trading is most frequent. When people come to this land they could practically smell the ocean. The land here is actually hovering over the ocean unlike the rest of the land. The section here is mainly decorated with sky blue themes and the largest most prominent building here is owned by the Leader of Sea trade and nicknamed God of the Sea . Be careful in approaching the building ,the company may not be forgiving.

Matt:

 

Akio was slipping through the streets of the Nautical district, his crimson eyes flowing over the buildings, people, and animals in the area. His black kimono swept under and behind him as he moved. There were slight shuffles with every movement, but other than that he was completely silent. His ears were clearly visible, but his tails were somewhat tucked under his kimono. Most of the fur that could be seen on his tails were black, but the tips had a white wisps to them. The hair on his head, and ears was black as well. The only other color to him for real was the deep crimson lining that flowed over his garb, as well as the red in his eyes. In his mind he had a certain trail of thought as to where he was going. To most it wouldn’t make any sense, but he knew.

“I’ll see if she is there. If not then i will look elsewhere.”

His thoughts flowed from his thin lips, but they were little more than a whisper. Not so for people around him to remain oblivious to his words, but simply for this is how he spoke most times. His voice was a calming one, despite his very short fuse that hid itself behind his pillowed words. In mere moments he could go from being soft, calm, and respectful to the most fouled mouth, violent, and rude person one might come across. It was a strange combination indeed.

Akio had been staying within the nautical district for a few days now, only recently having come to the city from his journey that held so many dark secrets, and memories. What had brought him out now was of a rumor of a furry convention, but when he arrived it turned out that the people that he had gotten the information from was unreliable when it came to accuracy. Despite this Akio had found a favorite place to stay while here. This was where he was headed now.

The kitsune had been walking for a good thirty minutes before he arrived at a small patch of tall bushes. Near the base was a small gap between the adjacent roots. It was just big enough for a small child, but there was noway he could have fit through there. This thought made a small, almost invisible smirk to slid over his lips. Once the streets had cleared of people Akio check his surroundings. There was no one around, or near as far as he could tell. With a gleam in his eyes his body was wrapped in a small bout of a deep sapphire colored flame. It completely enveloped him, but was gone as quick as it had come.

The fires had seemed to take the male with them, leaving a small, black, six-tailed fox in his wake. Its eyes were burning red, his ears were perked up, and his tails were whipping about him. Under its eyes, and scoring its back were odd archaic symbols that showed themselves in a deep crimson along the foxes fur. This was Akio’s favorite form to take. It let him move around with ease, and find nice high places to sleep when he felt the need. For now though he was using it to tuck himself between the bushes. When he came out upon the other side there was a small tunnel of stone. It seemed to lead through a building, and had been meant to be found by children. Sort of a secret hide away. Akio quickly followed the path, his lithe body flowing around the turns, and turning with the passage like poetry.

Within minutes Akio found himself in a small clearing with small trees lining the edge of the clearing. They were each bending inwards, casting a cover over the small hollow. A small child may have been able to squat while in here, but if he returned to a humanoid form he would ruin the place. In the dead center of the hollow was a small stone that held a mirror on it. The light that was able to get through the branches and the leaves was reflected off the mirror, and cast all around to lighten the hiding area up for a certain number of hours a day. Akio looked up with his keen fox eyes, and saw people passing by what would seem like a bush to them. They were ignorant, stubborn, an had no idea the wonders one might find in the small joys in their lives.

It was then that a screen, sitting above a platform that led to the docks, had changed from its regular setting to a broadcast. The queen apparently had words of wisdom to speak to the lessers, or that was how he saw it at least. That was until he heard her message of the prison, and the prisoners. Most would be gasping, screaming, or passing out from fright, but Akio was smiling. Some may say animals cannot smile, but the small form of a fox he held was clearly beaming with a grin.

“This is perfect. She might be there. My sister. Kasumi.”

His thoughts ran through his head quickly, and then his body followed suit. He left the small hollow from the way he had came, and returned to the streets before anyone could tell what had happened. He then slipped into an ally, and shifted once more, returning to the look he had before. This time there was a large pitch black Nodachi blade hanging from the back of his kimono. The blade was light, and so put little to no weight on his clothes. This was the blade known as Korui Akuma.

Now that he was back in a human form he began making his way towards the docks, ready to find his sister. True he disliked her, but there was some unfinished business they had together. He hoped that she would show up to help these people so he may confront her. It could end up very interesting.

 

 

Fu:

 

The Docks

– The Ship was docked just outside of the Nautical district ; located at the docks which of course meant that it was awaiting travelers to board. The ship had a embedded insignia of a Trident , the symbol of Atlantis Co. and it meant the company was showcasing their ships to be used for the voyage to Hellgate Prison. They were going to assist the people who were willing and brave , all as a ploy to get approval by the people. The time was coming near, and it was almost time to board the ship to move onwards to the Island . Was everyone ready ? It would seem that it wasn’t so as the ship wasn’t entirely full with people . It would wait awhile longer before it was ready to depart . Shuzen himself stayed near the entrance of the ship welcoming people on , dressed extremely casual as if to assimilate with the other passengers. –

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Shuzen :” Please make yourself comfortable , Enjoy your voyage. Hello ; welcome . There is beer and nourishment’s in the kitchen , feel free to go and take what you’d like . Remember to vote Shuzen as Nautical District’s Regional Mayor. ”

– Shuzen didn’t leave his post , he wanted to see all of the passengers who had came with his own eyes ; but did he have a real reason beyond political gain ? From a certain standpoint it would seem as if he was evaluating the members , seeing if they would survive or not . He kept spotting weak people , minus a man adorned in a white mechanical suit which had seemed to pique his interest so far. –

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– Hio snuck on board , knowing there was no other ships going to the Island ; he had no other choice but to get on the way he had and stay out of sight hiding behind several crates . He stayed quiet and awaited for the ship to begin it’s voyage. Hio didn’t seem very happy either , his face displayed a annoyed expression as he could even sense the amount of noise coming from upstairs.-

Hio:” When will this ship take off ….”

 

Kiri:

 

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Kasumi was smiling as she walked down the street, despite her only real reason for being in this place was the broadcast which had explained there was a massive prison riot occurring now; this disturbed her but she didn’t show it, she simply kept her upbeat attitude, practically skipping down the street as she thought with a small hum in her voice.

Kasumi had been in the furry convention, on its last day no less, with Grant at the time when it had come on; she had grown darker as she listened, not only because of the broadcast itself but also because of the fact it brought up bad memories. Probably worried Grant half to death, but of course she had dragged him along with her, only giving him the explanation that she had to go and even if he didn’t go she would alone. She knew what could happen if they got out, they could do things just as bad as if not worse than her own brother had done. She knew that, that’s why she had to go.

After a bit of running, Kasumi had let go of Grant’s hand, and she was hoping that the man was still with her. It’d be reckless to go in alone, but she knew that even then she had a duty to do this. There was a chance her brother was in there and if he was…… she didn’t want to think about that but… she would be the one to put him down if it was the case. She wasn’t worried about the fact he was technically stronger than her because of the difference in tails, that meant nothing to him.

Kasumi finally looked behind her after a couple minutes, smiling brightly behind her as she called out to Grant, but little did she know there was someone so close who could recognize the voice she released. After all… he had once gotten the same voice…

“Grant, you still there or did I leave you way behind!?”

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District

“Yeah!” Grant sung out as he finally caught her up, practically out of breath. It was quite some day and with what Kasumi had planned, Grant was not going to miss this for the world. It had been at the final day of the furry convention that they learnt about the prison riot. All eyes glued to a massive wall of television screens that showed what had been happening. News reporters in special bullet proof vests, and with the words ‘PRESS” emblazoned on them spoke with a heightened sense of danger to alert all on Alterus of what was happening. Grant was a little worried about what it meant for them to get involved, but with his new found powers thanks to the Mask, it would be a great way to test it out. Sure, he had scared his apartment manager, Mrs Abecrombe half to death one night, when he came home to get his things, only to decide to put the mask on to play a prank. Needless to say his wild comic actions and the graffiti he wrote on the apartment building walls, had many in the building talking. He had written “Mrs Abecrombe has blue waffles” about two thousand times in various sizes and script type. It was going to take a month of sundays to get that all scrubbed off the walls.

But here on this day Kasumi and Grant had come down to get on the ship that would take them over to the prison. “Can I help it if you are like….super fast in those shoes?” Grant pointed down at the girl’s footwear and then beamed a smile at her. “I did manage to catch you up though. So where is this ship?’ Grant put his hand up like a visor, scouting to see which vessel they were meant to get on.

Dressed in jeans, a polo and carrying his trusty back pack, Grant looked more like a backpacker than a member of a fighting force. His hair was a lot better kept though and thankfully he had showered that morning. Taking out a packet of menthos, he took one out and popped it into his mouth. He then offered the packet to Kasumi with a shake of his wrist.

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“Mint?”

 

~RB~

 

Hibu:

 

The room was silent; in fact it was pitch black. Shadows creaked along the walls with mischievous smirks. On the dark oak wood nightstand, a candle ignited displaying the only light source within the room. The room wasn’t abandoned for a feeble structure with kinky snow white hair was chained to the bed. Shackles were placed around her wrist, Scars ran along her skin leaving remembrance of miserable beatings. This would be the first in months she was getting a chance to sleep, but it wasn’t making much of a difference. The nightmares were becoming more violent with every sleep.
The female babbled her eyelashes with her vision weary with only darkness filling her pupils. Ordinarily this would confuse and freak one who happened to wake up in darkened abandoned room, but this was ordinary for her. The tight feeling of shackles being placed around her wrist of both left and right hand didn’t seemed to bother her. A bandage wrapped around her left eye due to punishment that happened in the past. It was frequent to have beating for she was slave, supposedly lower than livestock. This didn’t bother to be called such. Kasumi knew she was too afraid to do anything, she could have escape, but every time the thought came into her mind her body becomes paralyzed. Why? By many people Kasumi was said to have invisible chains set by Shuzen. He had applied so much fear into her, Kasumi was mentally was too afraid to even go against his wishes. When given the chance to escape, Kasumi can’t help, but too stay. Being token away by her parents at such a young age then being stripped in front of a plethora amount of dirty old man, made the female remember that little girl wail out in misery to her parents even though she knew they weren’t going to be saving her. “I wonder when master will be back” her voice was pathetic and soft as she spoken. The female attempted to stand, but the collar around her neck, which was chained to bedpost, which prevented her to stand a full length. Thus, the female sat herself back in her previous position. She was alone with nothing to do, her body was feeble and weary not strong enough to break neither the chains nor the shackles. Is this her life? Being chained to bedpost hardly feed, or even cared for? Her mother once told her that, “Everyone has meaning in this world even its small or big” she believed those words, but soon they faded from her faith. Where the watching? Looking down on their child from the “heavens” or were they looking at their daughter in disgrace. Did they care anymore? Probably not, the high elves were such an intelligent race; to be enslaved was disgraceful. She sighed with depression, moist droplets streamed down her numb red cheeks only to hit the floor. She didn’t want to live this life, but she lacked the courage to do anything about it. Every time her eyelid closed the picture of his unmerciful eyes came into mind, which would prevent her from sleeping for the rest of the night

 

Kiri:

 

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“Good, and these shoes aren’t the reason I’m so fast buddy boy. Natural physical trait, me and my bro-…… never mind.”

Kasumi cut off in the middle of her sentence, possible for the fiftieth time over the past week of peace since the dungeon. It seemed, more and more lately too because of the fact Grant had been dealing with it all week since she started hanging around him. She never spoke of him without cutting off the sentence just for the very reason it was forbidden, not even counting how much pain it brought back. She hadn’t seen him for years and she knew very well why… she couldn’t forget after what had happened, especially with the damage she’d done herself in a fit of Feral Rage.

Kasumi shook her head and gave a small smile, reminiscing her father for a moment, as those thoughts typically brought on thoughts of him. According to what he’d told her, he had changed a lot in the years before she was born, he’d told her that he’d made mistakes that had torn his own life apart with his brother and father. Life could throw things at you that could bring you to your knees, but one thing he always made sure she remembered was that true strength is shown through the heart, the willingness to continue fighting even though you get hit, to defend those you care for no matter how much it hurts. It’s not about how hard you can hit, it’s about how hard you can GET HIT and KEEP on trying. That’s the lesson he always taught her and she’d taken it to heart the day she unleashed her Flaming Persona.

Kasumi blinked as she heard Grant’s voice again and looked at him with a rose eyebrow, her crimson eyes landing on the Mentos packet that was in his hands; letting out a small chuckle she nodded, reaching out and taking the packet, popping one into her mouth before handing it back to him. It wasn’t like she needed it, she just liked the taste of it, and considering her tongue was more sensitive than his, she enjoyed it a lot however long it lasted. Well… that isn’t entirely accurate, one’s sense of smell is ninety percent of their sense of taste, so really the reason she tasted it more is because her nose was far stronger. Ah oh well. Kasumi spoke quietly as she pushed her power down, making it harder to tell that she was a lot stronger than many of the occupants of the boat now getting on.

“Thanks, come on, let’s get on the boat before it leaves. I have a bad feeling about this and… well, it’s better that people other humans are on board with this, no telling what we’ll encounter. I’m already having to suppress my power by a lot, never telling where an enemy may come from. I want then to underestimate me in the case that I have to fight on board as well as at the prison. Off chance of that happening, but still.”

Kasumi was serious, and finished talking several minutes before she even managed to get to Shuzen, but even so she gave him a cautious gaze, but a smile full of sass while she passed. She wasn’t senseless, she knew the look of someone analyzing others when she saw it… it was a look she’d seen before. She replied to Shuzen with a arrogant grin and cheeky tone in her voice, but one that held an underlying understanding. The only thing she could have done to give away she wasn’t as weak as many of the people getting on the boat.

“Hmm, sure thing~ If you make it worth it, Shuzen-san.~”

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District

To share a small mint with friends is like something out of a TV commercial. It always has a way of bringing a smile to a weary face. Grant had a sweet tooth, just one of many things that Kasumi was yet to learn about our latest adventure hero. Though at the moment, he was acting more like a tourist than anything else. Dressed for comfort rather than style – cause really he was never was much of a fan of fashion, Grant looked so easy going. He’d had an interesting time since he had finished his first ever quest, but one thing he did notice in the time that he spent with the talkative kitsune, was that she never finished her sentences. Odd really. Like she was always leaving out the best part of the story for reasons that only made sense to her.

Grant just followed her anyways. He didn’t question her reasoning, nor try to pick apart what she had said – just taking it at face value.

They were now facing the vessel that was to take them across the waters to the Prison. Staring up at it, Grant let out a small whistle, but showed no fear at all. Not even when Kasumi expressed her feelings on it and they weren’t good ones. She complained that she was having to already suppress her powers a great deal at the present times, and with the boat being filled with nearly all humans, it was going to be a feat in itself to continue to keep her defenses up. One point she raised, was that the enemy could be anywhere, even on board the ship and she needed people to think that she was harmless. Underestimating her strength.

Talk about a good plan. By the looks of Grant, the only thing he would be hitting would be the ship’s on board menu.

Following Kasumi up the docked ship’s gang plank, he waved cheerfully at Shuzen.

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‘I’m Grant! You look even better in person, Sir. I’ll vote for you! Do you have a campaign button? I love those. Where is the beer and chips again?”

 

~RB~

 

Sieg:

 

Watch that late night movie they said…nothing bad will happened they say…idiot, idiots all of them!

The crimson eyed rabbit cursed inside his mind as using his C-Gear he began speeding across the streets of the Nautical District. Today a ship was leaving to a destination that basicly no one with an inch of sanity or common sense would come close to, unless they had some sort of sense of heroism or business there…and of course this bunny just needed to have both! He hated that, that sence that he had to do the right thing…it ruined his business, it ruined his day…and of course he had to be the only living fool to take a job to deliver a package there. Any sane and insane courier for that matter gave this job the finger, low pay, high danger…but no…he had to take it because they gave him puppy eyes and he would be going anyways

Gaia be damned Bolt…go faster!

Right now he was breaking every speeding limit in the whole district if not the whole planet while he was draining his C-Gear dry to just reach the docks that finally were at sight. At first the bunny was relieved, he had crossed half of the city at top speed basically almost crashing into every vehicle moving slower than 300 kilometres per hour, wich was most of them anyways if not all, and finally he was there. He was relieved to say the least…except for a simple trouble…he was heading for a crowd of people at more than 300 kilometres per hour with near to no space to use the breaks…curse this day…

Son of a…out of the way you fleabags!

Red yelled at the top of his lungs towards the people in his way as he basically pressed the breaks with all his might, trying to stop his Bolt and maneuver it so he wouldn’t end up running anyone over. And as expected he ended up with his face on the ground basically scratching all over the ground while the Gear was above him. Red basically cursed, in every language known to man, elf and Rabbit as he digged his fingers into the ground, leaving deep marks on it as finally he somehow ended up stopping before running over Mr. Shunzu. And he remained there for a few moments, as the C-Gear shifted into a board form and Red slowly got up from the ground

Stupid…ground…

Amazingly enough Red was actually intact, not even fur lost as he just survived what would have made him lose a hand and maybe break all his bones. Granted that right now his fur was a mess, everything hurt and he used some of his aura in the inside of his body to make sure everything remained on place…but still, if anyone had doubts about a Rabbit resistance right now they were silenced. Not to say the same about Red, whose blush was not so well hidden as he noticed the embarrassing entrance he made and the few eyes set on him

What?…never saw anyone having an accident?

Hostile as ever the bunny just began dusting himself off as he fixed his crimson colored vest and began to work on his pure white fur that not seemed to stand up in all angles. Hard to imagine that something as soft as him could actually be in such a bad mood and ready enough to punch someone into another galaxy if they brought up this incident on the way to Hellgate. Seriously thought, in what other way could thing be wrost than this? He believed he embarrassed himself in front of a crowd not to mention the fact that maybe he damaged his C-Gear in the process

At least it can’t get worse than this…

 

Fu:

 

Ship Entrance

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” Just put in your vote in the ship’s voting room , and the beer and chips are currently on the deck at this moment . We want to have the best things out in the open for others. And thank you for the compliment , it is quite appreciated ~ ”

– Being around a person like Shuzen was sure to have felt quite different then other people due to the fame he had . It wasn’t like he was the King or Queen but it was similar to meeting someone you’d rarely meet and it was altogether a special experience in it’s own right. His smile was big and his eyes slanted as he made a slightly appeased face to the responses he was given. He spoke to Grant and Kasumi simultaneously as they had approached as expected , he wouldn’t ignore the people entering the boat . Not long after they moved onto the ship a Bunny-humanoid being had appeared before him and the Blue Haired male stared curiously at him as he moved extremely fast. This person was peculiar in varying ways , but it was clear why he was here . He was heading to Hellgate too and Shuzen wouldn’t deny him passage , he was more then welcome to join the current people ready to embark. –

” Hello Sir, If you are heading to Hellgate you are more then welcome aboard this Ship , sponsored by Atlantis Co . Lodging is free as long as you vote for me ~”