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 Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 3:25 pm
Luna smirked as the other women ran off. "Seems like someone can't handle being upstaged." She thought to herself. She nodded as Kiga gave her a comand and she delivered. She summoned her Thudraga, to electrocute the enemy spiders.
Lena nodded, shooting some balls of light at the spiders. "So many and their protecting the queen." she thought to herself.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:41 pm
The man turned his attention to the hollow sounds of the elevator shaft, being destroyed, pushed away, or rather unbound from the mechanical seals from the facility. Rather than uttering malice and curses, he smiled. A small whicked smile forming on his face, his remaining expression shrouded in shadows, with a slight hint of glow in his eyes.
"Well, such impatient guest. . ." he mused, the priorly summoned aura flaring with intensity. He raised his left hand, waving it around as he circled in his place, the darkness transfixiating into some other thing, melting, shifting.
"Better start now"
The elevator shaft, with it's fading emergency lights, had it's remaining levels unlocked and changed. As the girl fell deeper, so did the place faded, melted, resurfaced and. . .got twisted. Like diving into a caleidoscope, or rather the upside down world of Wonderland through the rabbit's hole. Soon, the cold metallic interiors shifted of those silky decorated ones, with Gothic-like frames of diferent people in a pose, magnificently painte, a must for a museum perhaps. The lights flickered on an off, shifting as well into plain candle light, the walls covered in a victorian wallpaper and, as she could probably device from the last level, a statue dedicated to a fallen angel, head severed with slight remains of her neck, vile snake-like wings, some chairs and a table perfect for a waiting room while taking tea, a large framed door with thousand of esoteric decals, and a magnificent red carpet. The stage was complete. . .
Soon, the whole G-corp itself, started to shift into a magnificent castle of it's own. . .
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 3:20 pm
"Well, yes. . .but that's over for no. . ."
Kiga didn't manage to finish his words with Luna, as his whole world started to shift. Light, images. . .thingies.
What on hell and Earth is going on? He was sure this wasn't any dimensional transition. Then how. . .?
The halls, the lights, all changing into something new, something external from what was goin on right now. Opulence almost as similiar as the one found on his castle. He blinked, shifting back to his ' normal ' armor and pinching his cheek to confirm this whole thing wasn't a dream, but rather.
" . . .are we. . .somehow now. . . in Wonderland?" he tried a joke "Darn those Rozen Maiden. . ."
He aproached to touch the walls, which no longer felt either burnt of cold. They felt. . . like paper. Wallpaper that is. He frowned, poking the candle's flame which proved to be actual fire. Whincing a bit, suckling his burnt finger with his mouth, he placed the hammer on his back again, awed at the whole thing.
"So. . .where to now? I guess we aren't in Kansas any. . ."
He looked around, blinked, then again looked.
"S-say. . .where's that chick with the huge ego and the magical powers of doom?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 5:17 pm
Luna shrugged. "I dunno. Funny that she left in a blink an eye by herself, as we fend off the spiders." She said, getting a tad irritated.
Lena thought for a moment. "If this was Wonderland, it would be plesent." She said.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 11:23 pm
"Heh. Well, isn't this interesting. Alteration of physical reality? Matter transmigration? I wonder what kind of energy is being used to facilitate a transmutation on this level.."
The woman mused as she brushed her fingers along the surface of the wall. She tipped her head and chuckled, then shook it from side to side.
"Impressive. If it's real, then I have to say this level of energy is really something else. But the question is..can it be applied to destruction as well? They say that creation is harder than destruction. But then again..transformation is less difficult than creation. I don't sense that the actual mass of the structure has changed. And I don't think we've shifted dimensions. There's no indication of that. So is this, then, some kind of juxtaposition of physical form? Is it an alteration of reality? I can't really say..why don't we try it out?"
Koudelka placed her hands together as she landed entirely, and stepped out of the pathway she'd made. Well now. Wasn't that unusual. She reached back, and touched at the huge obsidian sword at her back, and murmured gently.
"Sacnoth.."
It responded to her life energy, and she felt a tingle at her fingertips, which took on a faint red illumination. Tiny designs began crawling up her fingers, almost like living tattoos. If this was a warped reality of some kind, she would 'anchor' herself. It was the safest thing to do in this situation.
"Disenchanter."
Normally summoning them was complex, but she'd burn a little of her own personal energy to call upon Sacnoth's powers. It wasn't all that bad. Four tiny spheres of light burst into being, one at either side of her, one before her, and one behind her, all within touching range. These were Disenchanters. Their entire purpose was to dispel negative effects upon the summoner. Poisons, paralysis, magical entrapments, mind-affecting spells and abilities, confusion, sleep, that sort of thing. Each Disenchanter would sense if she was under any kind of effect, and dispel it accordingly. Each one had only one use, but they were a great defense. The woman's hand came off of Sacnoth then, though it seemed a bit reluctant to let her go.
"The entire building looks kind of familiar. It feels homey in a way. I suppose maybe it's something left inside..maybe this will help me remember, heh. I wonder if that's a good thing or bad? But it's pointless to think about it. Oi! Whoever you are that's creating this effect. Show yourself! Enough games. I hate waiting, and I dislike making others wait. I don't have time for cat and mouse. Confront me like a man, if you're not afraid."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:24 pm
((I must apologice for my lack of posts, but I'm rather busy somtimes and my continuation is rather lacking. However, I thought you where going to bring more people Lucky . . .))
The 'enchantment' of the now transmuted building remained, uninfluenced by this woman's dispeller, except on her spot and anything 1 feet from her, it proving to be nothing more than the cold and deserted lab that it was before. In front of her, the 'gallant' doors opened slowly, creaking as old wood would do, ancient doors with carvings of fallen angels and the elemental gods. In front of her, a magnificent castle like area, a large dining room table with a strange mix of gothic and futuristic decals, dinner served for 4, with fuit baskets and utencils spread among the 16 people table. at the sides, large wall waterfalls, dragons sprouting water to the basins, giving some peace to the rather strange place. And in the back of it all, a long spiral ladder, surrounded by yet more pools of water, save for the front ladder which led to the dinning room. And above them, the guest who had called upon them. His back turned towards the newly arrived girl, inspecting the ambiance he had created. Sensing her, he slowly started to turn.
"Ah, I was wondering when would somebody show up" he mused, his lab cloak swooping with the movements of his body, his gaze hidden behind the glasses, though it was certainly an amused one. "Do you like what I've done to this place? I rather find it. . .amusing. After all, you are gazing at my soul. Perhaps I'm stupid enough to do such a thing but, I craved so much a challenge, and as such, I had to prepare with extra details. I hope you don't mind. . ."
Noticing the effects of her dispeller, he chuckled lightly, walking down the stairs slowly, the echoes of his steps silenced by the carpet under him. "I understand the reason for your . . .precaution. I have done them myself, but really, I am not into such ways of attacking. Decieve, traps, tricks. What a waste of time! We could always focus on other things, like talking"
The man aproached the table, sliding his hand on the smooth polished woodframe, up to one of the containers to grab an apple, taking it up for a bite.
"Or eat. Are you hungry? Afterwards, we could beat the everloving crap out of us if that's what you wish"
For a man of such stature, the castle and dimension he had summoned or created, he looked so out of place. The lab coat of G-corp, along with the glasses and his look looked fake. It was much fake than anything around him. But he didn't care for that now. She was a smart girl, she would notice it quickly, and he would unveil his true self. But he was, at some point, a man who liked to give a good impression, slightly a show, even to his foes. Each battle, an expression of art, the spirit released in the form of aura, fists and blood sometimes. Until then - he mused.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 2:32 am
As the building around them changed, Rin could do nothing but simply stare. She'd been behind the others, Kiga, Luna and Lena, her hands twisting in front of her. She wasn't much for fighting, and did what she could, moving out of the path of spiders and such.
"I don't think even Wonderland could compare to this place.. but it feels.. I don't know.. fake.."
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Further down the hall from them there was movement, as the man stepped forward from the wall itself, a sort of displacement effect as he transposed his body into their vicinity. There was at least thirty feet between himself, and the group consisting of Rin, Luna, Lena and Kiga.
His head turned slowly, and he glanced toward the group, his vivid eyes cold, the expression on his face one of curiosity though it swiftly shifted to disappointment. It was as if he had been searching for something that was no longer there. He straightened, and glanced around at the walls. With the barest hint of smile, he realized that while the place looked to be in the wrong century, in his garments, he looked as though he belonged there.
Belonged in to another place, and in another time. One gloved hand lifted toward them, fingers spread just slightly, as if to show his intention. He remained at his distance, though. And his head tipped, eyes passing over the three females, the faint smile returning to his face.
The man's comment about Rozen Maiden made him chuckle, and he reached up to briefly pass his other hand across the cross dangling from his throat - the rose decorated symbol of his power. The Cross of Adranuch, shaped in the last world he had called home, blessed by the three goddesses in Adoration, and bound to his body with an infusion of blood.
"You look as lost as Alice, fallen down the rabbit hole.."
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 7:38 pm
If the Disenchanters revealed the truth, they would then summarily vanish. They were designed to disperse immediately and then simply fade. So it was a wide-area effect that would set them off immediately. Troublesome. The whole place was a falsehood then? A trick of the mind, or magic? She wasn't totally sure. And then that fellow. Into his soul, huh? So. Telempathic Projection. Dangerous stuff, that. Feelings and visions that exist in a form, visualized and given reality by a mind strong enough to manifest them. Oh my, oh my. So he was on that kind of level.
"So you've brought us to the inside of yourself. It's not dangerous if you bring one opponent into your personal world, but covering an area this wide can stretch you too thin. But then again..if you're 'overlapping' a dimension, it means that there are still hazards in the dimension you've overlapped. Hazards that not everyone else can't see, because they're seeing what you've thrown over the place. Wallpaper on top of bloody writing. You're pretty clever."
She chuckled, and shook her blonde mane from side to side. What a pain. So this one liked to talk, huh? The apple from the evil queen. But she wasn't the kind to sleep forever. It just wasn't her style. Still, that meant that if he was overlapping the place with his own personal dimension, she couldn't trust her eyes, or maybe even her other four senses. She'd have to use her sixth sense. So she closed her eyes, and extended her will. The medium shut out everything but her aura, and the enemy's aura. Was his aura even there? If it was a projection, she could probably detect that once she focused.
"It's an interesting technique. Did you always have this much power, or are you being given a helping hand? I have to wonder. The enemy likes to fuse itself with other people, so I hear. The funny thing is, though, I haven't seen this enemy yet. This 'Tenshi' they keep talking about. All I heard was a little girl crying out for help, and the souls of many reaching for me. To be honest, I'm only interested in the machine that's controlling her. I'm going to liberate her from it. What you do is really no concern of mine..as long as you don't get in my way."
The woman smirked. This would get hairy, she already knew it. She extended her senses outward to 'feel' things. Minds. She wanted minds. Souls. Reality was mutable, but the soul was not. If he'd extended his all over this place, then yes, his signature would be everywhere. But she'd dig. Dig past, and deeper. Not towards him, but away form him. The ripple he'd caused, she'd created a counter-ripple. She pushed. Washed a wave over the concealing sand. She visualized the ocean, and used the visualization to give her effect. Erosion. Decay. Rust. She aimed to create a center of stability for herself that didn't depend on her more simple barriers.
"You're kind to offer me niceties, my host. But I am afraid I must decline such simple pleasures in the house of my enemy, even a civil enemy. Meo Danaos et dona ferentes."
A soft chuckle escaped her black-painted lips, and she waited for his reply. Feeling, rather than hearing. Listening to the mental ripples in the small ocean she'd created. Much like how a spider felt the vibrations on the ground, and knew when to move.
(I wish we had more people. mad But so far it's just us..a lot of our applicants didn't show up after orientation.)
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 11:48 pm
((Hmm, I see. Is there a way to advertise us somewhere? ))
"Not exactly" he smiled "If I where to bring you inside me, this place would have been much more harmonious" Or rather hell, depending on how was I specially under my so called boss. . .
The area, if one payed attention, flickered a bit, as lights going out. A jolt on his head again, that stupid harnessing and controlling wave, taking away his consciousness slowly. This was a gift and advantage for you, do not waste it on petty things. . .
Shaking his head slightly, tapping his forehead with his right hand, he looked at her guest with the corner of his eyes.
"My power. .. " he started slowly, the jolt seemingly causing enough trouble for him to formulate his usually eloquent speaking (or as far as it had been) "Goes far beyond what you see here. I am only making it 'pretty'" He faced her once more, his expression of serenity back again as if nothing happened "But I don't like to brag. And I promise you, child, that there has not been any tampering of any kind. I have been like this ever since I have consciousness of myself existing within a limited world like this. Or rather, the one I came from"
About that, he had no idea. But, thinking about it was probably not the best thing to do. Specially concerning that jolt that came at moments to his head, disabling him. So irking.
"As for the enemy you seek, I care not. I only came here to do a job, which has been finished as you could probably see on that focus of yours. However, I've been kind enough to wait for you and battle: chances are that I might not have another opportunity like this"
After finishing the apple, he reached to take the glasses out from his face, the movement almost similar to somebody taking a latex mask, or rather stretching his face. The hair grew longer, arranged in two long bangs that went to his neck, silvery, shiny like the moonlight. For the first time, his eyes shown, purple ones that held both wisdom and. . .something else. An odd mixture though, for somebody who bragged about his powers upon a non existent world, there was this other element that more than confusing, was out of place. The experience of years, wisdom and. . that other thing that seemed so unnatural of him but somehow, expected.
The lab coat was next, melting to form a long black coat flickering in the air, regular jeans and a dark-violet shirt. Peculiar choice of clothing. If anything, he looks more like a J-pop singer than a formidable foe. One that girls would go to stalk around, take photos in their cellphones, who knows. The whole idea of his true image being used in such way repulsed him. . .
But that, was he.
"I understand, and I am not going to fight against your wishes" he smirked "Though, it was just about to be tea time. I guess that you won't join me. . ."
Grabbing the prepared mixture of leaves that was just next to the canister with fruit, he prepared his beverage as if she wasn't there, with the peculiarity of an English gentleman, stirring, not shaking. . .all those customs. Bringing it up to his lips to sip, he continued.
"I have one question for you and I my guess is that you will find them as amusing as I do" another sip "Rather, two questions: 1, why do you seek to save these souls? Is it your mission or your punishment?" and yet another slow sip "As for question two, which I find it hilarious myself, yet necessary: Decisive and Fast or Slow and Entertaining?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 10:24 am
Kiga felt something different around him again, and it wasn't necessarily the whole 'hocus-pocus' change. It was. . .somebody.
His sight shot back to find a figure standing just behind the group. He gritted his teeth at first but then, smiled, crossing his arms quite amused.
"So, what do we have here?" he said "Are you lost or something, or want to come along and kick asses with us?"
He lowered his head though, gaze turning a bit cold
"Or are you here because of her"
((I am trying to use Gaia Magazine and stuff, also um... ads and I have the banner in my siggy since November =A =; We have like 30 people joined but most haven't posted T _T; *sigh* And Gaia was supposed to feature the guild but that hasn't happened. Lousy page. . .))
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 9:20 pm
((Darnit, that sucks. I think we should prabably PM the ones who havn't even posted yet, to tell them that they need to.))
Lena sighed. "I guess so. Ah well." She said with a shrug, to her other female companions point. Both girls turned their attention to the male. "Why didn't we sense him?" Lena asked, amazed that no one could pick up on his energy, until now.
Luna scoffed. "You mess around with us, then think that we would join you? That's bold both bold and cocky. You have no idea who you are dealing with. How dare you ask these questions, without even an introduction. Now I find that rude. Also, your home decore, needs a lot of work. I mean really, spiders? That's been so over done, it's way past retro, it's more like ancient." She said, tempted to Firaga him right now.
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 12:02 am
"I've been seeking you all out for some time. A tendril here and there, a whisper of a thought drifting. And it's difficult to not attract attention of anyone or anything else that might be inside this.. place.. when you're making so much noise. Battle is rarely quiet, isn't that so, Hero?" This was addressed to Kiga, and the man smiled, a cold expression that mirrored the one Kiga himself wore.
"My reasons are.. my own. Suffice to say, despite my appearance, I am not with whomever is responsible for the change of this place of technology. I do not dabble in illusions, I have no ill will toward the people of Gaia, and I have no intention of committing myself to servitude of someone else.. But, if you are attempting to find the end of this, I suppose I could accompany you.." His expression changed then, and he tilted his head, the tip of one pointed ear peeking through his mostly bound black hair.
(Uhm, uhm, I didn't know we were in the same area as Koudelka and the badguy? o.o; )
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 12:43 am
She watched him without making any reaction at first. She wasn't hearing the voice in his head, after all, though it did seem that there was a disabling of his mental equilibrium here and there. Interesting. Was maintaining this place that hard for him, or was it something else? She had a feeling that using her psychic power against him as an attack form wasn't going to be that useful. She'd have to go with sorcery. And trickery. So this whole thing was kind of like a reality marble, huh? If that didn't beat all. It remind her of something..but she couldn't quite place it.
"I was never fond of tea time. I guess it makes me uncivilized. But then again. I never had much use for civilization either. Even now I feel like there's something inside of me that hates the human world. I hate how they scurry around like insects. I hate how they have to swarm all over everything to try and conquer it or consume it. I especially hate their impulsiveness. They eat and eat everything around them, and don't think how they might hurt others. But despite it all, other than the most despicable of them, they all have easily broken hearts, and yearn for love, and for someone to love them in return. It's why they deserve the chance to find love until that life ends, despite their actions."
She shook her head then, and sighed. She didn't think anyone else was down here with her, so she could be honest. She didn't like talking to people about these kinds of things, but if it was just her and her enemy.
Optional BGM: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3iHV84fKDA
"But that's just how they are because they don't understand. It's their souls, their immortal souls I feel for. Those who are trampled on. Those who have their free will taken away. Those who are caught up in the battles between great forces with no regard to personal choice, free will, and the right to live. Even if I hate humans..I hate people who play games like this, even more. It isn't my curse. It isn't my duty. It's just who I am. even without my memories, I KNOW that's who I am. They deserve to know love. They deserve to know hate. Despite being insects, they have hearts that can accomplish great things. And like it or not..I came from their human world, once."
She snapped then, and the staff she kept within her personal dimension simply formed within her hand. Silver, beautiful, twined like a pair of serpents, at at their top end, a glittering blue gemstone. The air around her crackled with power, and a cold breeze began causing the candles to sputter. Accessories glittered on her person immediately after that; earrings, a pair of rings, and a necklace that swayed in the wind. A belt with a black skull adorned her waist, and her simple gothic clothing warped into a full black archmage's garb. So she was serious.
"And as much as I love a lot of teasing and foreplay with the right partner..I'm a decisive and fast kind of girl. Take it rough and give it just as rough back, or go home. Those souls deserve their chance to live until the end of their life. And if your job's over, then I'm going to make sure you don't get to perform another one. Every man, woman, and child is depending on me. I don't care what the other big heroes do. They can do what they want. I could care less. I'm just going to kill you and go home."
She grinned then, her eyes glittering with eldritch light.
"You'll forgive me if I don't start slow and soft. I recognize that you're dangerous, so I won't hold back. Take it as a compliment. I usually don't get serious from the start. I'm Koudelka Iasant. Pleasure to meet you. "
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 10:06 pm
((Mind if I change or rather set this first bout to my own Background music. I think Lucky has told you before about it))The man's lips curled into a smile, his eyes gaining a true color for the first time, glimmering even without any extra help from the outside. "Curious and Curiouser. . . my dear Alice. I hope that you find what you wish now that you will be able to be witness of my gaze" he started to float along, coat flickering with the rushing energy around him "As for formalities, I am the second of the Archangels of our Lady of Revolution. . .and before you start mocking about the choice of name. . . let me warn you that appearances are not something to trust at first. . ." Battle 1 - Theme A -Lunatic Eyes ~ Invisible Full MoonHis laughter echoed in the room, the fake windows breaking and releasing a shower of crystal which he used to attack her first. A weak and easily dodge-able attack but nonetheless pretty. One last courtesy for the lady whom he's fighting. "Now that we are done with that. . ."Flaring as snakes, his silver hair trailed as he moved to the back, preparing a pair of dark blobs of energy in his palms, crackling with blue sparks before he released them. Then again, from the 2 came 10, which became 20. . . How in earth could he be able to use or conjure so much power in such seemingly small attack? The decorated floor, as well as the table, the statues, everything destroyed by the barrages of 'shadow balls' that rained like horrid hail towards anything on it's way, following Koudelka at some point. He would sometimes create some 2 more and follow the same pattern, moving from side to side until he managed to be in the main center of the room. His eyes glowed with power, in apparent complete control of the place, the hail turned much deadlier, falling over all like stars. ((I hate short posts, but allow me to say that this is just an introduction. Please allow me to elaborate once we actually engage battle. Also, the form of attack and the music in itself is an actual tribute to my favorite game. Can't excuse me for being a nerd on that. . .
Edit 1 - Changed the Song tune. I believe this is much better than the original version. Carry on.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 10:54 pm
(( I think we aren't
Lemme make an ACCSII map of where we are
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Yah... they are way down. . .))
"And just what will you gain if you help us, may I ask?" Kiga continued to glare him, setting his armor on his shouler, grabbed firmly by his left hand "After we win or loose, what will you get from this? I don't think experience. . ."
He could hear some.. explosions or hollow sound coming from a direction, a shaft... something like that. Just what on Earth is happening? And where did Koudelka went?
((Crappy short post is crappy ))
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