Nightmare S y m p h o n y' s Test Forum

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Meiko was sitting on a log a bit away from the camp, she liked the quite. Just hearing the sounds of the mountains. She exhaled and she could see the steam of her breath. She smiled, the weird things nature does. Meiko could hear murmurs of camp but didn't really care. She dangled her feet off the log and leaned bag. A cold rush hit her stomach and Meiko pulled at her fluffy jacket trying to get it to cover her mid-section better. No luck, she curled herself back into a ball. Stabilizing herself with the balls over her feet. She rocked herself back and forth, the cold was starting to seep deep into her bones. 'Time to warm up, before you freeze your bitties off'

Meiko sauntered over to the camp fire and took off her gloves, placing them in front of the fire. The intense heat burned, it felt like the heat was thawing her from the outside in. Meiko peered over at Benny. " I'm a pretty good aim, Took archery when I was a wee little one. " Meiko exclaimed taking on a Irish accent for the 'wee little one' part. Her hands found their way around her knees and she hugged them tightly. Meiko was getting worried, she wondered how much longer they would last. She hoped rescuers where on there way, the cold was really getting on her nerves. Meiko stared down at her feet, pondering what might come of the rest of this trip. Meiko failed to hear Alisson, she was off in her own little world of depressing thoughts.


Perfect Health
Pondering Life
Hungry & Sleepy

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Ryu encountered yet another unavoidable horde of dark spawn, after killing many others an ogre finally knocked him down and before he could get the character back on his feet. Something weird happened to his television screen; it went all white and seemed to pulse. The light then flowed into a form, the form of a fairly tall man. Ryu glanced back at his screen and his game character was gone. He looked back over to the man now in his room, Ryu’s jaw dropped. He was going to poke him to see if this man was really real, but then his heard the crashing and sparks before he actually saw that his television was broken. Before Ryu even had a chance to react he was being pulled up by his collar and questioned.
Ryu couldn’t believe what was happening. What was going on? He then glanced back over toward the clock. Twelve-o-three. Ryu’s heart stopped.

“ It worked. It really worked.” Despite being lifted by the man in front of him Ryu’s curiosity took over any instincts he may have had. He started with pacing kicked the garbage what was on his floor all around. He would occasionally look up at the man, eventually he stopped. His brain finally working at somewhat reasonable pace, he realized the man looked like he was going to kill him and he had been asked a question.
“ Umm, Magic.” He mumbled under his breath. ‘Need to be smart.’He continued to think to himself until he came up with a plan. He hoped it worked.

“ My kind of magic. “ Ryu said in a condescending tone as he adjusted his posture to appear more confident than he was. ‘It’s just an act. You can do it’ Truthfully he felt as though he might piss his pants.

“ And I won’t send you back until you meet my demands. If you want to test me, go ahead try it! If I had the power to bring you out here, then you should also know that I have to power to do much, much worse to you. If you don’t settle that temper of yours you’ll find out just what I’m capable of.” He added a cocky smirk to go along with that statement. He was praying this would work. If it didn’t he was in deeeep trouble.

Ryu sat back in a chair that was by his desk and turned around acting like he was busy doing some other thing. He didn't want to give the impression that Ryu thought this man was a threat at all and what better way to do that then to ignore him.

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Genre: Action / Fantasy (Lit)
Description: You have just had one of the worst day in your life and you go to the bar to wash the day's sorrows away. You get into a bar fight and suddenly find yourself in a contract to be an assassin. The company who has trained you wants you to be come the best, Can you make it to the top?
Notes: Some characters will die. Just thought I should give a warning. Also, there is no main thread because we lack the number of people, once at least half way full I will create the main thread, but, the RP will not start until all slots are taken.

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Elisa peered over the busy city. The world under her was utter chaos. It had to be about six in the evening, so everyone was scurrying home after a long days work. The rain wasn't helping traffic, in fact Elisa had already witnessed three accidents in the past hour. Which she played no part in. She didn't mind getting utterly soaked as she peered at the passer-bys from a roof top. She actually enjoyed it, the rain beating down on her, the cold rushing breeze making sure she was away. This storm was actually pretty nasty, but Elisa rather enjoyed the chaos. Elisa getting bored with crowd watching, stepped up on the roof edge. No one saw the frail looking female on the ledge of the building. She kicked her legs off the building and dove face first down into the crowds. She didn't fall but rather teleport down. Elisa showed up in the crowd, no one seemed to notice her arrival. She proceeded to roll her eyes at some hustler looking at her like she was some hooker.She passed by him and ran a thin blade over his stomach.
As he gasped with the realization that his guts were now falling out of there previous spot, a devilish grin spread across Elisa's lips. Before she could be spotted for the travesty that just occurred she teleported a block away.

She could still hear the shrill cries of the people finding the body. She even heard a car smash into a pole. She was sorry she missed that one. She found herself ducking in a small cafe, to dry off and look from some other type of fun. She had a rough morning with Damien and needed to wash away the insults he threw at her.

She sat herself down after ordering a frozen coffee of sorts. The baresta gave her a funny look when she ordered a frozen drink and Elisa was obviously soaked to the bone. Elisa didn't really care much, she just really wanted something frozen and yummy. Along with the frozen drink she ordered a blueberry muffin with raw sugar sprinkled on top. She proceeded to a table and placed her things down, before she could even place her but in a chair a man stood out to her.

His face screamed he was thinking about something, but Elisa wanted to know what about. She recognized him, but from where she wasn't sure. Maybe she glanced him over when she was people watching, Naaaah. She would have remembered that face. She picked up her muffin and drink, and sauntered over to this man's table. She cleared her throat and smiled.

" Would you be angry if I sat here? I would enjoy the company. " She didn't wait for an answer, she placed her rump in the chair beside him and smiled.

" I feel like I've seen you before. " She said stroking a fallen piece of hair out of his face. She smiled and stared into his eyes. She felt her fingers glide across his cheek the sudden warmth made her fingers tingle, she took her hand away and placed it around her drink, taking a sip from it.

Ooooh~! He blood was rushing, she loved this game. She wondered what he would do in response to her being so forward. She couldn't wait to see what this mans reaction would be~

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Elisa peered over the busy city. The world under her was utter chaos. It had to be about six in the evening, so everyone was scurrying home after a long days work. The rain wasn't helping traffic, in fact Elisa had already witnessed three accidents in the past hour. Which she played no part in. She didn't mind getting utterly soaked as she peered at the passer-bys from a roof top. She actually enjoyed it, the rain beating down on her, the cold rushing breeze making sure she was away. This storm was actually pretty nasty, but Elisa rather enjoyed the chaos. Elisa getting bored with crowd watching, stepped up on the roof edge. No one saw the frail looking female on the ledge of the building. She kicked her legs off the building and dove face first down into the crowds. She didn't fall but rather teleport down. Elisa showed up in the crowd, no one seemed to notice her arrival. She proceeded to roll her eyes at some hustler looking at her like she was some hooker.She passed by him and ran a thin blade over his stomach.
As he gasped with the realization that his guts were now falling out of there previous spot, a devilish grin spread across Elisa's lips. Before she could be spotted for the travesty that just occurred she teleported a block away.

She could still hear the shrill cries of the people finding the body. She even heard a car smash into a pole. She was sorry she missed that one. She found herself ducking in a small cafe, to dry off and look from some other type of fun. She had a rough morning with Damien and needed to wash away the insults he threw at her.

She sat herself down after ordering a frozen coffee of sorts. The baresta gave her a funny look when she ordered a frozen drink and Elisa was obviously soaked to the bone. Elisa didn't really care much, she just really wanted something frozen and yummy. Along with the frozen drink she ordered a blueberry muffin with raw sugar sprinkled on top. She proceeded to a table and placed her things down, before she could even place her but in a chair a man stood out to her.

His face screamed he was thinking about something, but Elisa wanted to know what about. She recognized him, but from where she wasn't sure. Maybe she glanced him over when she was people watching, Naaaah. She would have remembered that face. She picked up her muffin and drink, and sauntered over to this man's table. She cleared her throat and smiled.

" Would you be angry if I sat here? I would enjoy the company. " She didn't wait for an answer, she placed her rump in the chair beside him and smiled.

" I feel like I've seen you before. " She said stroking a fallen piece of hair out of his face. She smiled and stared into his eyes. She felt her fingers glide across his cheek the sudden warmth made her fingers tingle, she took her hand away and placed it around her drink, taking a sip from it.

Ooooh~! He blood was rushing, she loved this game. She wondered what he would do in response to her being so forward. She couldn't wait to see what this mans reaction would be~

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Damien took a deep breath in and stifled a cough. The male exhaled roughly to rid himself of the vile thing that filled his lungs. Instead of letting the smoke ruin his mood, he simply turned his face toward the incoming violent breeze. He sighed amazed that this woman was a mute, though he was slightly beating himself for being surprised. After all there were other mutes in the world, it was just that this woman was recruited by the company and she had made it through the four years of training. He wasn’t aware that they even accepted ‘damaged goods’, but mute wasn’t bad. He liked it quite a bit actually. This woman would never be able to rape his ear drums endlessly. Yes, perfection met at last. Damien was sure she had other ways to express herself through sound though; she was awfully good at hand gesturing… He let a smile break his uniformed frown, then went straight back into the serious outfit. This woman had her problems, but thus far they were in his favor and Damien liked that.

Hearing a weird noise over the loud pitter-patter of the rain, a very strange noise, he spun on the balls of his feet smoothly, to see what it was a weapon of sorts. Riko was no idiot, So Damien let him be. Riko knew to keep the pointy bits toward others; you know the ones looking to take advantage of such a fragile looking boy. Though it’s not like you could see any bit of him really, Riko had his cloak up and his mask on. All Damien could spot were his skinny, malnourished looking legs and arms peeking out from underneath the dark cloak. The occasional piece of hair would break free from a heavy gust of wind. Damien was still slightly worried about Riko carrying such a thing, but he would have to let that feeling go. The boy had to learn somehow, if not through Damien’s teaching then through the real world. Riko was obviously having fun with it and not hurting himself or other yet.. So Damien exhaled slowly and continued to breathe normally. Damien would deny it ‘til he was blue in the face, but he didn’t want the kid to get hurt. Fatherly instincts?

He spun on his heels once more to return to the railing, sweeping his coat under him, like a cushion. He peered at the woman from the corner of his eye, what was her reason for being so..sweet? He wasn’t sure if that was the correct word to put toward the situation. Or whether manipulative would be better suited…

Damien’s mind wondered for a moment, toward the relationship the two of them might have. A fling? A dysfunction meltdown? Damien didn’t really want to be thinking of such things, so his mind wandered to other things and somehow stumbled its way into this lady beside him naked. He stared out toward the falling rain, lost in his thoughts. Catching the sound of movement he turned his head toward the woman. She was removing her coat, to reveal everything. Damien took a deep breath in and quickly distracted himself elsewhere. Had she read his mind? Taking a deep breathe in, the cool breath chilling his warmth. He leaned more forward, so she didn’t have the temptation smacking his brain anymore.

“ I wonder why she has no mission…” He mumbled to himself.

He was about to ask her when her last mission was went she bounded over the pagoda. Damien wasn’t sure why until he opened his ears, there was a flute instrument playing in the distant. Damien let out a sigh, he couldn’t think of any good outcomes that followed what the woman just did. His mind stumbled back into work related things. He was really curious as to why this woman, didn’t get a job this time around.

Damien watched the woman speeding back over the railing. He smiled, when she returned she was spinning a flute between her fingers. He chuckled at this, to himself of course. There was definitely trouble about to break loose. Damien clapped his hand and proceeded to sit a bit away, trying to isolate himself from the chaos and it had worked….sort of. A male found his way onto the pagoda, and holding a knife to the woman’s throat. Damien slipped a candy bar from his pocket and took a healthy bite of it. Letting the sweetness overwhelm his taste buds. He listened to the conversation that was all but heartwarming. Another man strolled onto the pagoda, another killer, though he looked a bit frail. Where were they getting these people? Damien shook his head, if they couldn’t hand this one person then they had no reason to be in the game. So Damien continued to mow on his candy bar, despite the man keeping an eye on him, he felt at home. He smiled playfully, and stared him down. Daring him to do something. Damien was a bit cocky, but for good reasons.
Damien watched the woman get herself free and chuckled. If things looked like they were going to get to bloody, Damien would have to take Riko away so he didn’t go all crazy and ruin everyone’s day.

Damien walked over to Riko, lifted the boy by the shoulders and walked him out. Placing him just under the railing, still under the pagoda’s protecting roof. Then continued back up the stairs and resumed his pervious spot and took another hardy bite of his candy bar. This was turning out to be a most interesting piece of work…He wondered….

Damien dug into one of his jacket pockets and pulled out three small throwing daggers, placing them in-between his three main fingers. He tossed them toward the male who had lost his flute. How good this man was, he had never seen before. He looked swift, and skilled. But was he better? Damien wanted to test this, so he had and he would soon get the answer. Whether it was the one he wanted was to be decided…

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Damien took a deep breath in and stifled a cough. The male exhaled roughly to rid himself of the vile thing that filled his lungs. Instead of letting the smoke ruin his mood, he simply turned his face toward the incoming violent breeze. He sighed amazed that this woman was a mute, though he was slightly beating himself for being surprised. After all there were other mutes in the world, it was just that this woman was recruited by the company and she had made it through the four years of training. He wasn’t aware that they even accepted ‘damaged goods’, but mute wasn’t bad. He liked it quite a bit actually. This woman would never be able to rape his ear drums endlessly. Yes, perfection met at last. Damien was sure she had other ways to express herself through sound though; she was awfully good at hand gesturing… He let a smile break his uniformed frown, then went straight back into the serious outfit. This woman had her problems, but thus far they were in his favor and Damien liked that.

Hearing a weird noise over the loud pitter-patter of the rain, a very strange noise, he spun on the balls of his feet smoothly, to see what it was a weapon of sorts. Riko was no idiot, So Damien let him be. Riko knew to keep the pointy bits toward others; you know the ones looking to take advantage of such a fragile looking boy. Though it’s not like you could see any bit of him really, Riko had his cloak up and his mask on. All Damien could spot were his skinny, malnourished looking legs and arms peeking out from underneath the dark cloak. The occasional piece of hair would break free from a heavy gust of wind. Damien was still slightly worried about Riko carrying such a thing, but he would have to let that feeling go. The boy had to learn somehow, if not through Damien’s teaching then through the real world. Riko was obviously having fun with it and not hurting himself or other yet.. So Damien exhaled slowly and continued to breathe normally. Damien would deny it ‘til he was blue in the face, but he didn’t want the kid to get hurt. Fatherly instincts?

He spun on his heels once more to return to the railing, sweeping his coat under him, like a cushion. He peered at the woman from the corner of his eye, what was her reason for being so..sweet? He wasn’t sure if that was the correct word to put toward the situation. Or whether manipulative would be better suited…

Damien’s mind wondered for a moment, toward the relationship the two of them might have. A fling? A dysfunction meltdown? Damien didn’t really want to be thinking of such things, so his mind wandered to other things and somehow stumbled its way into this lady beside him naked. He stared out toward the falling rain, lost in his thoughts. Catching the sound of movement he turned his head toward the woman. She was removing her coat, to reveal everything. Damien took a deep breath in and quickly distracted himself elsewhere. Had she read his mind? Taking a deep breathe in, the cool breath chilling his warmth. He leaned more forward, so she didn’t have the temptation smacking his brain anymore.

“ I wonder why she has no mission…” He mumbled to himself.

He was about to ask her when her last mission was went she bounded over the pagoda. Damien wasn’t sure why until he opened his ears, there was a flute instrument playing in the distant. Damien let out a sigh, he couldn’t think of any good outcomes that followed what the woman just did. His mind stumbled back into work related things. He was really curious as to why this woman, didn’t get a job this time around.

Damien watched the woman speeding back over the railing. He smiled, when she returned she was spinning a flute between her fingers. He chuckled at this, to himself of course. There was definitely trouble about to break loose. Damien clapped his hand and proceeded to sit a bit away, trying to isolate himself from the chaos and it had worked….sort of. A male found his way onto the pagoda, and holding a knife to the woman’s throat. Damien slipped a candy bar from his pocket and took a healthy bite of it. Letting the sweetness overwhelm his taste buds. He listened to the conversation that was all but heartwarming. Another man strolled onto the pagoda, another killer, though he looked a bit frail. Where were they getting these people? Damien shook his head, if they couldn’t hand this one person then they had no reason to be in the game. So Damien continued to mow on his candy bar, despite the man keeping an eye on him, he felt at home. He smiled playfully, and stared him down. Daring him to do something. Damien was a bit cocky, but for good reasons.
Damien watched the woman get herself free and chuckled. If things looked like they were going to get to bloody, Damien would have to take Riko away so he didn’t go all crazy and ruin everyone’s day.

Damien walked over to Riko, lifted the boy by the shoulders and walked him out. Placing him just under the railing, still under the pagoda’s protecting roof. Then continued back up the stairs and resumed his pervious spot and took another hardy bite of his candy bar. This was turning out to be a most interesting piece of work…He wondered….

Damien dug into one of his jacket pockets and pulled out three small throwing daggers, placing them in-between his three main fingers. He tossed them toward the male who had lost his flute. How good this man was, he had never seen before. He looked swift, and skilled. But was he better? Damien wanted to test this, so he had and he would soon get the answer. Whether it was the one he wanted was to be decided…

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Crowded. This thought drowned out all the others in Damien's. He wasn't the kind who really enjoyed big crowds, he placed both feet on the railing. Making his body relax some, he could feel the cold sprinkle of rain on his body, the chilling liquid gave his mind other things to think about. He found he had missed the stranger dodging his light attack, huff, Damien let out a long sigh. Well that was waste for sure, he gracefully slid of the railing and smoothly walked over to where the daggers had landed, seething them once more within a hidden, easy acsessable pocket. Walking back over, he perched himself back where he was. Looking about the crowd that had accumulated.

He was aware that everyone was there for a reason. Him. Thomas had just showed up, he wasn't why he was getting such a glare, though even Damien felt as though he was wasting his valuable time. Getting tired of the cold, he was about to suggest they go to a warmer place or as their questions they needed to complete there missions. Though Elisa was supposed to bring the files that contained such dirty little details. Letting out a heavy sigh, Sam approached him. Handing him a note, that said basically what he was thinking. A difinate mind reader.

Damien gave a swift nod, but didn't want the gang known where she lived because he had yet revealed that they were each other enemy. Damien chuckled at the bunch, he wondered how they would take it. He looked at Sam and spoke in a smooth voice, that had a sly devious undertone. " While that's a lovely gesture, I would prefer if we headed into a warehouse. I have one not to far from here. " Damien slipped his phone from his pocket, flipping it open with the tip of his thumb. He proceeded to effectively speed text everyone who was currently there with the address to his warehouse. " I have just texted you the address, how you get there is not my problem." Sliding off the railing he added " you have 15 minutes to be there or you will not be allowed entry. And will forfeit your mission." and with that Damien turned on his heels and glided down to where Riku was. Taking his hand he was off, he didn't have to worry about getting there so they were headed to a near by cafe, to warm the poor boy up.


He had almost forgot about telling Elle about the distination change, sending her a copy, he thought of the cafe and felt his body shift there. Riku wasn't at all effected by the tram of keeping his eyes open, which had always been curious to Damien. Damien ordered a hit chocolate for Riku, and he payed the correct change . Handing Riku the cup, Damien teleported them to the ware house. It was fully furnished up stares and was a wide open space in the bottom floor. Riku hussled up the stairs to go burry himself under a pile if comforters.

Damien sat himself down at an old wooden table, that was in the back on the bottom floor. All he had to do was wait now.