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 Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 9:24 am
"All I need is one moment...
Just one moment... Tavian Yakuri
"Raven"
Evil - Chaotic
Nobody
"No, no, no! That's not right, either." The Hybrid sat on the edge of an oversized building, his legs swinging off the edge. There was always the chance that he would fall to his death, but that wasn't on his mind, at the moment. The man was constantly going over his plan. His master plan. The plan to wipe out the entire Human race. It would take time, and he would need to find others who shared his ideals. But he could do it. His name: Tavian Yakuri. The Hybrid 'Raven'. He was only a Hybrid because of his parents. His mother being a Human, which he so much despised, and his father being a Demon. Of the Yakuri Clan. The same clan that had been wiped off the face of the planet, aside from Tavian's sister and brother. Both of which were somewhere. Somewhere that 'Raven' didn't feel like going. "Huh... I need to take a walk. My brain's not working right, today." Pushing himself off of the edge of the building, Tavian landed on the balchony of the house. He took a quick look at the ground to estimate the distance between him and the ground. It was a decent jump height. He wouldn't die. Maybe a twisted ankle and so on. Deciding to go the safe way, the Hybrid dropped off, catching himself on extensions of the building, every once in a while. Just to reduce the distance between him and the ground. Upon landing, he headed down the long street. Lining the river throughout the city - state with one of his Katana. Quite frankly, the Katana he was holding was his favorite. But he wouldn't mention it to anyone. Just more leverage for those backstabbing Humans to use against him. ... to complete the genocide...
and restore my clan."
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 3:34 am
Tana would turn to the door and frown thinking about the goddess's words "Just cheer them up" she would grumble to herself "they're sad" she would continue in a sarcastic tone of voice before walking up to the door dropping the tool kit realizing she really hadn't known what she was looking for, she just wished to make use of her war spoils, the only tool she had ever used was her chain, and that would have to do.
Tana would slip the end of the blade into the gap between the door and the door frame, at about where she thought the doors bottom hinge was, unraveling the chain and taking a good 10 paces back before wrapping some of the chain around her foot and making a sprinting take off stnace, holding herself close to the ground, Tana would wisper to the harlequin, "borrow some muscles"? before running at the door,leaping and her legs would bulk up like cables as she took the leap then she would take a flying kick with the foot wrapped in chain at her blade to sink it on through the door trying to push the door off have its frame.
If the door came off she would turn to the children and grin "go hide somewhere like mice" before running off to gut the woman
if she did not she would hit the floor and then jump up, wrapping the chain around her left hand again, punching and kicking at the door wildly, before finishing with a downwards heel crushing kick ((thats a mouthful i know)) trying to shatter the door
Though this would blunt her blades point, she was tiered of being played with, and didn't care for being locked in the room, it was time to talk to the repugnant little dwarf that called herself a woman, and she thought she might start with the topic of manners, followed by ramming those manners through her gut with her chain.
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 3:44 am
The children would hurry and hide, they had no clue what the women was going to do or why she was helping them but they wouldn't complain. As the Women leaped towards the Door it would smash ir off it's hinges enough that it could be push open. the Fat Women would jump in her seat, nearly falling off it. She wouldn't say a word but instead would leap from her chair, grab her paper work in a hurry and waddle as fast as she could towards the nearest exit. This happened to lead though the kitchen and out the back of the Orphanage. If Christana would choose to follow than the kitchen would be a sight of digusting and vile acts, blood and limbs would litter the area as the smell of stale blood would fill the air. The horribe instruments which covered the walls would hang, filthy and over used. The fat Women would open the back door and slam it shut behind her before waddling down the alleyway an out onto the street. of course Christana didn't have to follow, she could of just let the children out the front door and never know what had happened in this horrible place.
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 3:52 am
Having crashed through the door, Tana would bolt to her office, skidding round the corner spinning her chain above herself, only to hear the door that the lady had escaped through slam.Tana would give chase heading into the kitchen and tripping over herself at the sight she had come upon, crashing into the ground she would lurch slightly before following onwards rending the door open and heading into the alley way she would turn on the spot, trying to see any sign of the woman, which was doubtful with the head start she had gotten, but Tana's blind rage and desire to fight this apparent beast had her blood boiling and she would let out a husky roar, punching a nearby wall, and cracking the decaying mortar, before turning to head inside.......
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 4:26 am
The Children would cheer as Christana broke down the door, then after a few seconds they would move quickly towards the Entrance and leave this horrible place. they would all run in the same direction and see Christana in the alleyway and the Large Mistress no where to be seen. The children would run towards Christana and all bundle on top of her, giving her a massive hug which would knock her off her feet. All of the children were shouting and screaming, shouting thank you and other such praises towards her as they cuddled her upon the floor. The Mistress had got away but the children were now safe. The Image of the Goddess of Life would then appear in the sky where Christana was looking, she would smile and nod, then disappear again. The Children would be free and now could live the life they wanted or go to another Orphanage...Although I doubt it. So Christana had completed her quest and suddenly she would feel whole again, her soul returned and the Goddess happy...For now.
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 4:42 am
Tana would blush profusely as she was bowled over by the children and would eventually stand back up, and after seeing the image of the goddess in the sky she would frown, she hated being used as a chess piece, but as the thought crossed her mind, she would begin to grin and sitting ups she would speak to the children in a sweet caring voice ''Well now your free to do as you wish"she would speak and smile warmly at the assorted children "but before you all run off to the streets" she would continue "id like it if you could all head off to the church district, and see if you can get into the pool of the gods" she would finish with a grin "there's a lady there that im sure could give you all something to do with yourselves" she would finish before standing and grinning to herself, hoping these children might become her problem now, and she wished each of them would be a terrible nuisance to the goddess "enjoy your lives" she would say taking her leave and heading off to find somthing to eat, she was starving after her long few days having died and been sent on this ridiculous mission, that was until she remembered the kitchen she had just left and turning a slight green colour, she instead headed to the local jobs board, food could wait.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 8:26 am
The eyes of the people, creatures, beings around her were scanning her, as if burning holes into her body with their piercing eyes. Those eyes... always just staring at her.
Zexion turned her head, the clang arose as the spear pieces the ground, crumbling a bit of cobblestone that rested within its path before ultimately piercing the earth. Her aim had been off enough that the creature moved unsheathed. But she did not seem to care, let alone really notice the fact that he was wearily making his way off from there. It was of no concern to her, if he left her alone, she would leave him in peace.
The small purple orb that rested in her hand she decided was something she would save for a later date as she slid her fingers across the corse fabric of her shorts, pushing the black cloak out of the way before tenderly slipping the small purple orb into her pocket where it rested safely for the moment anyway.
So much commotion was here as she stepped forward, moving down the street. Whether anyone in that group lived or died was rather irrelevant to her since all of them were really on their own. Everyone man for himself, a quick lesson to learn in life as she moved away from the group, down the street as she took a right turn at the first intersection that she passed.
Of course luck seemed to be against her as she continued to walk, her face held a placid expression as she moved at a steady pace. She had no real destination in mind so there was no need to talk like there was a really reason or time limit to get anyway.
The street came to a bit of an end that led to a winding road that followed the edge of a river that seemed to outline the city. Someone in the near distance caught her attention as she looked, studying the person quickly before deciding, at this point anyway, he was of no threat to her as she took in a deep breath. Leaving the dirty city behind, even though she only rested on the outskirts, still felt like shedding of an unwanted skin.
Turning her head, the movement catching in the corner of her eye. She noticed that the stranger was approaching her, whether he was knowledgable about the action or not. Zexion remained where she stood, though she continued to keep close tabs on him as the wind began to pick up a bit, sending her cape fluttering behind her, sending it flapping in the wind as it seemed to pick up, easily gliding over the water as her blue hair swirled in its strong gust.
[Edit: Sorry hadn't noticed you decided to leave X- TMT -X, I'll work around it, no worries]
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 8:39 am
((Are you talking about anyone in perticular?))
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 9:51 am
((I'd say that the "person" she refers to in the last couple of paragraphs would in fact be your character.))
((EDIT to Response Below: Yeah I noticed that, but eh, wouldn't let it get to ya, a lot of area's are growing quiet lately.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 10:21 am
((Well that ship has sailed... a while ago. He's at the Tavern now. After about 3 days I assumed no one would notice him so I went on.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 2:25 pm
 -------{ Gannet “Yeah, I can do that...” Gannet said calmly looking back to the building. He couldn’t use his shirt; it was already wrapped around him to heal his side. “This might help too.” He took his tie that was loosely wrapped around his neck and tossed it to Zev. He went inside the building, placing a hand against the side of the opening, where there once was a door. He looked to his left and right, before he took a step in the area. He didn’t see any noticeable pieces of cloth, so he lifted some of the wreckage out of his way to look for the material. There was something that touched his foot, he looked down and saw it was a little hand; it had little stitches on it. He tugged at the stitched arm and ripped it right off the doll‘s remains. The doll was under a piece of wood that fell on it, while Vizard was attacking the place. He picked it up and tossed it to the side. The rest of the doll was dirty, it had hardly any hair, and the color of its dress lost its color a long time ago. Gannet slipped the dress off the doll and ripped it in half. The doll was dropped on the ground. The incubus walked into a different room, the room was assumed to be the kitchen, or what was left of it. It had a bunch of holes in the ceiling and bits of the roof on top of the stove. Gannet opened the drowns to look for some possibility clean rags. He found at least three clean ones and walked out the building, where Zev was taking care of the cat man. “I found some clean cloth.” He kneeled beside the cat guy and wrapped the pieces of cloth around his injuries. “ So what now Zev?” Mansi }-------
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 7:54 am
Zev looked back to the cat man as he was being bandaged up by Gannet. "Well..." Zev reached into the pouch on his belt, and pulled out a purple orb, "He left quite a few of these, he mentioned that they were powerful. Unfortunately he didn't say how. Still we might as well keep them, they could have quite a bit of value." Zev said as he handed a orb to Gannet and the cat man, he still had one for himself, he sat back on his heels and helped up the cat man and turned to Gannet. "I don't know about you, but I could use a stiff drink to get rid of this pain. That or get some medical care, hehehe." Zev laughed a little bit, it had been a while since he laughed; he had forgotten how good it felt.
Zev turned to the cat man "How about you? What are you gonna do now?" Zev was a little apprehensive to leave this part of town in the state that it's in. He just hoped all the civilians were fine, buildings could be rebuilt many times over. But bringing someone back from the dead...only so few people could do that, and not for the right reasons either.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 8:22 am
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Sedrick Rekt
The Drunken Cat
InsignificantSedricks Theme
Sedrick would listen to the two, he was a little concerned about the fiery lady, but it seemed she was being seen to, and had been moved anyway. He would sigh slightly and get to his feet as Zev helped him up, having been bandaged up from any serious wounds or burns that were still their by the strange demon. Sedrick would wrap his pipe cutters within the remains of his torn sash, he went to pick up his leather flask, but it was empty, and torn to pieces, he couldn't use that again. He cursed in his feline tongue and threw the remains of the container to the side, he was still completely nude, so he wasn't completely comfortable or happy at this moment.
He would turn to look towards the two, not overly bothered about covering himself, everyone had seen him now practically anyway. "Eh, first thing I'm gonna do is find some new clothes... and a flask... actually the only things to my name now are these cutters and this orb." Sedrick stated, gripping it tightly as he would turn towards a building, walking through the wreckage as he would start searching for some sort of coverage for his lower body. His tail swaying from side to side as he found the remains of a wardrobe, inside he found a pair of slacks, turn, damaged, but at least the crouch of them was still intact. He slipped them on, ripping a hole in the back for his tail to slip through as he would walk out to the area the two were still in. "Well... I'll see you two later I suppose, thanks for the orb..." Sedrick was still annoyed that the convict got away, now he had no way of getting a form of coin accept to sell the orb, but he wanted to keep hold of it really till he knew what it did properly.
He put the orb into the pocket of the slacks and began making his way towards the main gates of town, he felt like going some place else for a little while, somewhere he could just relax before heading back to the city's main streets. He certainly didn't pity the city guard for the mess they had to sort here, he would raise his hand as he walked away from the two, waving slightly as he began to left. "Next time I see you guys, I owe you a drink..." He shouted, his Irish accent strong upon every word as he would leave the area, just wanting to get some quiet... and someone to look at his burns who had medical experience possibly.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 8:15 am
-------{ Gannet ”It’s an interesting orb. That’s for sure” He said as Zev placed it in his hand. Gannet rolled it around the palm of his hand. He played with it for a while until he got bored. The orb was placed in his pocket as he watched the cat man grab himself something to cover up. “Hmm…I’d think I could do for a drink too and a long nap.” He let out a light yawn, and stretched his arms out, hurting his side even more. It caused him to groan and hold onto his side. “Medical help would be good also. “ His face showed the pain he felt from that action, but quickly it softened once he saw Zev laughing. He didn’t ever get a chance to actually see him laugh, but somehow it made him feel better. Once Sedrick left, he waved good bye and lay down slowly on the ground. He tilted his head backwards to look back at him; he had a little smile on his face.
Zev asked him about what he would do. “Ah, I don’t know what to do. I don’t have a real home anymore probably. That convict y ruined my home on his way here, I bet. I’ll just get a few jobs and maybe buy some kind of transportation. A horse or something like that, for those times when my wings aren’t as good as they should be. I wouldn’t mind living on the road. ” Gannet wasn’t sure that was going to happen anytime soon. He was hurt, and it takes time to heal, since he keeps opening it up more and more each time from his movements. Mansi }-------
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 8:12 pm
The movement of the stranger was seeming to glide at a casual pace. However, as he moved down the bend he turned, heading down the street and was soon out of her view. Unsure of whether Zexion was pleased by this turn of events or not. She was not going to be some lost puppy and follow him so she turned, moving towards the river as she started down the side of the grassy bank. Her arms were outstretched slightly for mere balance as she moved down unti lshe reached the edge of the water.
A soft breeze rolled off the top of the water as a soft smile passed over her face. Flopping down on the grass onto her behind she stretched out her legs, resting the palms of her hands against the grassy earth as she leaned back, resting the weight of her upper body on her arms as she released a soft sigh.
The orb in her pocket was not too uncomfortable where it rested but she could feel it pressing against her thigh as her eyes moved towards the bump before noticing something down the side of her knee, catching her attention as she glanced up. She had gained a small cut on her left knobby knee, a bit of it had soaked into the white knee-high she had resting just above her knee as she watched the small trail of blood roll down the side of her skin as it dripped into the grass.
Pushing herself forward she slid her finger across the trail, disrupting the small flow of blood as it smeared onto her knee and her finger. She peered at it for a moment before smearing it on the grass besidde her, seeming not to care about the small imperfection she had obtained somehow. It really did not matter, it would soon go through its natural healing process and be gone within a week. All she had to do was wait.
"Wait for what?"
"I don't know..." she responded to the voice only she could hear within her mind. Her eyes were lookign at the river, but they did not appear to really be taking in the images they saw as she drew her legs towards her chest, the blood was already beginning to dry as she rested her chin a bit lopsided on her right knee, the uncut one, before resting her hands loosely around her legs as she gave a sigh. "I must wait."
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