It was an impressively ill conceived fight.. for Lothdoliel especially sinceit would hardly reflect upon any skill of hers unless they aimed to kill one another but even then it didnt say much in this situation. The only thing really stopping them was a locked door and differing goals. She stood not particularly interested in being dragged along like this but all potential guides were useless to her for the time being. Taking a decently weighted chair along with her she headed towards the exit. She hung her parasol from her wrist and would summon a bit of fluid magically from some interesting places a girl like her might... like all the musk and plantlife in the room of course! She made little effort to hide what she was doing. Kumori was preoccupied and targeting her was unlikely to work in his favor but then niether was ignoring her soon. Shed just take advantage of his shadows and leave him high and dry if he did go for her as well as spring a trap. Otherwise she would simply break the lock or door which she wished one if the other two would have done with all that energy the seemed to have for the opponent whom invited such attacks.
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Current funds: 4000
She is basically a corporate assassin, smuggler, merchant, and prostitute. Shes a bit of a sociopath but isn't particularly unfriendly. She is wearing a dress, fishnets, and heels with a parasol.. She was aiming for cute and stylish actually but the fashion in Nocturne is a bit more "to the point". She keeps throwing knives hidden in the parasol and dress and beneath the accessories. She is very good at shifting these things around don't expect to find them easily if you aren't prepared to search her thoroughly. She also has a purse but most of the items within are for play, protection, and upkeep. There is a lockpicking kit and more knives however.
20x throwing knives energy 1350 / 1350
She's wearing a rather fragrant and expensive perfume made from strong aphrodisiacs. They may or may not affect anyone much but its purpose alongside her apparel and behavior if it gets too far is to suggest she's out looking for a wallet on legs with no strings attached. She isn't secretive about this nor is she particularly interested in whether or not you wear a ring unless you want to give it to her.
Current official quest: none Current random character quest: do some networking and find some jobs to do, preferably something a little more substantial than another playdate. She needs to build both reputation and work on her skills as well
Strength: Succubus(+6) + Ninja(+1) = 7 Speed: Succubus(+6 [+2 if Flying]) + Ninja(+2) = 8 [+2 if Flying]
Energy Color: rustic brown/bronze Energy Meter: 900x succubus bonus (1.5x base energy) = 1350
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Prince Hiro of Conde
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 10:10 am
Kumori's bluff on his ability to see in the darkness was called, and Max managed to guess right, but unfortunately for Kumori, his wave of darkness narrowed and shot out, blasting a dent into the training room's wall. However, once Max jumped up into the air, he released a large amount of vibrations on the ground, something that Kumori could detect with ease. It worked even more with the help of the Kiranu's sense of dashing and with that, Kumori could sense what Lothdoliel was doing and as the two were flying at him with different speeds, Kumori turned into smoke. Both of their attacks would miss him as he traveled across the ground to appear before Lothdoliel in a matter of nanoseconds compared to Max's jump. The fact he can escape Danger with ease, depending on the location of the group, rose the danger scale even more. "Hello, sugar." He told her as she was trying to drag a weighted chair, before he was quick to try and elbow her in the abdomen fairly quick.
• Utilize Broken Strength This is automatically activated upon the user achieving a broken arm. The energy and muscle stimulating shocks sent to the broken arm are transfered from the arm to the rest of the user, most of it going to the other arm. This allows the broken limb to be numbed to pain but can be restored at an easier pace. This helps the broken being to weild heavy weaponry with only a single arm like a weapons master, except they do not have access to any of the Weapon Master's skills.
• Shadow Form Most, if not all, physical attacks simply phase through the user. This can be a good and a bad thing. If all the opponent has all weapon and hand to hand styles, then the techniques that do not have energy coated on the weapons will simply go right through the user, making all other attacks useless. This is also bad because if the Shade attempts to attack, once can aim a physical attack at him, forcing him to turn himself into his shadowy form. By disrupting him, all of the skills he used are turned into smoke. The user may also chose to go into his incorporeal form once every three posts, at which point he can't attack.
• Shadow Regeneration The Shades are known to be living and breathing elementals of darkness. Because of that, they are capable of recovering at a slow rate while residing in dark areas or in an ally's shadow. The body is constantly healing for as long as they are within darkness and having their weapons put away. The rate of healing increases with the duration they remain in the darkness. During the regeneration process, the user cannot use offensive Bloodline or Elemental skills. If they are attacked, they have to restart recovery at the slowest rate. 1 post: Small cuts & bruises are healed. 2 Posts: Gashes are turned into small cuts. 3 Posts: Broken limbs can recover within three constant posts inside of darkness. 4 Posts: Internal injuries or burns from light/flame/holy techniques can be recovered. 5 posts: An entire missing body part can be restored at a slow, and painful rate(Excluding the head or torso and it takes 5 full posts waiting in darkness to recover.).
• Shadowy Trail A Shade does not cast a shadow, but can choose to merge with the shadow of an ally, similar to a ninja. In doing so, the Shade can act as a hidden bodyguard, emerging from the allies shadow at will. The Shade can't be detected other than by holy creatures such as Nephilims, or Paladins and Clerics.
• Shadow MQC You can now bend the shadows around you to reach your opponent that would be two spears away from you as you can attack them normally while retaining regular damage. The Shade can perform D-ranked damage when at their full strength while in this fighting style, but this is the only range modifyer this style has. This does not spread to other styles, nor weapons can benefit from learning this ability as this is to be the shade's main Fighting style.
• Vibration Sensory A useful skill, the user channels energy into their feet to sense vibrations on the ground. As long as their feet is on the ground, a user can sense where an enemy is if they are earth bound within 50ft for five posts. This skill becomes passive once the user is Adept Rank.
• Miza's backshield So long as Kumori keeps Miza sheathed on his back, he is able to resist more damage to his back. But the downside is that she can only resist up to D-rank attacks, C ranks causes a rank down in damage and B and higher cause full damage.
• Trusted Wielder This Skill requires you to beat the Spirit inside of the Sword. Miza the Terror can only acknowledge those who can defeat her in combat besides Kumori Hell. Those who can hold her after the defeat of the Sword's spirit, can become one with the sword, gaining the knowledge to use her full potential of the Weapon Style: Miza the Terror. Be wary of the weapon style itself as it can kill the user if they misuse the Style's own techniques, the spirit would even warn them to be careful.
• Miza The Terror Weapon Style Miza has her own Weapon Style.
• Phantom Plane Origins The user's clothing emits a powerful substance of destruction, known as a Black Shuck Virus. The virus comes out to a maximum of 5 feet in battle, but only 2 feet out of fighting. Staying within the reach of the virus, the foe's own shadow vanishes if they are in the virus's range for 4 posts. Kumori's own shadow skill techniques will gain an increase of one rank for the shadows absorbed into his body(maximum shadows needed: 2) and can only last for 5 posts. As well as performing this, the user no longer suffers energy penalties caused from his class.
• Demonic Prowess The blood of the innocent courses through Kumori's non-existant veins, powering his body through death itself. As such, his max energy pool has been increased by 700 while every single one of Kumori's Earth Elemental attacks are now boosted with a natural life draining energy. Any earth that Kumori has influenced with his energy, becomes inhabitable by plantations, but unaffects other mortal creatures. Kumori's weapons and armor can effect skill barriers, normal/skill shields, and Armor.
• Unearthly Sight A technique that allows the user's sight to never fail when it comes to the realm of darkness. In fog or in the shadows, the user is capable of seeing foe's own shadows to locate where they are. Unfortunately the foe has to be in some form of plain sight, not hiding behind objects.
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It seemed as if Kumori would be fated to evade Max forever. Though Max didn't have nearly as much patience in battle as he did out of it. When Kumori suddenly vanished, Max trajectory was never stopped. The boy was sent shooting towards a a wall, where he easily kicked off before slamming into it with his bladed elbow. When he bare feet touched the ground, Max finally found where Kumori had gone to. It had seemed like he was trying to pick on the weak instead of facing the only person in the room capable of doing real damage. With darkness surrounding them, they were on Kumori's field. It was then that Max remembered words given to him by Alex. "Even in darkness, light will prevail." For so long, he refrained from using her form, seeing it as wrong in every way. But in the battle he was in, Kumori was fighting smaller bugs, newbies. Lazy as he was in never seeking more strength, Max had just as much experience as anyone in the room. *Alex... wherever you are... give me strength.* In the darkest corner of the room, Max's form shifted rapidly. Then silence. Cracking her knuckles, Alex intensified her resolve when she sensed the evil in the room. Sinister in every way, her eyes were set on that point. Her the wraps she made around her arms, Alex charged her muscles with her own latent energy. With a single kick, she vanished from her spot, illuminating the room far beyond what it had been before. Her arms radiated light unlike anything anyone in the room had yet seen, She traveled at speeds she had didn't even comprehend, his legs moving almost at a blur as she nearly instantly closed the distance between the unsuspecting Kumori. With his back turned on Alex, her fists suddenly lashed out at the Shade, finally allowing the immense light she carried in her arms to let loose. The light, regardless of where the Shade tried to escape to, would singe his very being into the fetal position. Blinding, burning light would encase the entire room. The sheer force of her lashing attack would be enough to send both Kumori and Lothdoliel blasting back to the wall. "I'm your opponent." She yelled furiously asher attack unfolded. Strengthened by the light, Alex's abilities were drenched in power. Against a dark creature, this power grew and festered. As much as she wanted to unleash the full power of the attack, she forced herself to hold back. Alex would only unleash enough to end the battle, as sure as the attack would.
(Kumori: Subclass, Class and Bloodline = -3 ranks against holy Alex: Valkyrie, Paladin and Max's hand wraps along with Resolve (C Ranked) = +4 3+4= An additional 7 ranks in strength to the S Ranked Valkyrie Attack.)
(Energy costs: [50x1.25=63] + [250x1.5=375] = 438
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Max was the restless impatient type.. animated guy. He'd probably just blow his load over and over and the sounds behind her matched perfectly. She didn't know much about the other one but Kumori was definitely the prideful type judging by how he was during an earlier porking so to speak. Somewhere between a blazing room illuminating supersentai style attack from max and kumori's own bold reemergence was a was the sound of a waterdrop's surface being disturbed by a rather mobile short range attack followed by the sound of elbow hitting metal as she released the chair parrying his elbow to imbalance him backwards while swiftly drawing a small blade from beneath her arm garmet with a few fingers with the intent of killing him quickly.. but there wasn't much time to dance around with max on the way, he didn't seem the precise type at all so she'd plan to simply tumble beneath his expected trajectory path wondering why she'd been twice assaulted for no reason whatsoever, assuming the situation allowed it. Otherwise she'd just shadowmend and make her way out a bit less elegantly. Either way she probably wouldn't be going for the kill.
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Current funds: 4000
She is basically a corporate assassin, smuggler, merchant, and prostitute. Shes a bit of a sociopath but isn't particularly unfriendly. She is wearing a dress, fishnets, and heels with a parasol.. She was aiming for cute and stylish actually but the fashion in Nocturne is a bit more "to the point". She keeps throwing knives hidden in the parasol and dress and beneath the accessories. She is very good at shifting these things around don't expect to find them easily if you aren't prepared to search her thoroughly. She also has a purse but most of the items within are for play, protection, and upkeep. There is a lockpicking kit and more knives however.
20x throwing knives energy 1350 / 1350
She's wearing a rather fragrant and expensive perfume made from strong aphrodisiacs. They may or may not affect anyone much but its purpose alongside her apparel and behavior if it gets too far is to suggest she's out looking for a wallet on legs with no strings attached. She isn't secretive about this nor is she particularly interested in whether or not you wear a ring unless you want to give it to her.
Current official quest: none Current random character quest: do some networking and find some jobs to do, preferably something a little more substantial than another playdate. She needs to build both reputation and work on her skills as well
Strength: Succubus(+6) + Ninja(+1) = 7 Speed: Succubus(+6 [+2 if Flying]) + Ninja(+2) = 8 [+2 if Flying]
Energy Color: rustic brown/bronze Energy Meter: 900x succubus bonus (1.5x base energy) = 1350
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Specter of Life
Prince Hiro of Conde
dat devil doe
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 4:33 pm
~{Kraen Guardine}~
Race: Kiranu Class: Berserker Rank: Adept Element: Air
Hitting nothing but air. The darting Lion turned on himself. a hand slamming to the floor in order to divert his momentum upwards, there he span before landing lightly on his toes. Though he may have vanished, it did not take a second for the Kiranu to track his opponent. But before a move could be made, Max pulled what seemed to be an ace out of the hole. Now Kraen was more than just muscle, he knew when to stay back and merely observe. And that's exactly what he did, with his guard up of course. He observed both the shaded man as well as the now shining figure before him. This wasn't a simple scuffle anymore. It was clear that one wanted to end this fight sooner rather than later with such a show of power. Even the young lady was getting in on it. And too rightfully so. The fact that the brash, darkened figure had gone straight for her angered the man more than anything. She had yet to make a strike or show any acceptence of the challenge. Yet he went for her anyway. Such lacking of care for another ground Kraen to the core. Yet he held still, his body tense but unmoving bar the slow, patient circling as he waited to see the current events unfold.
Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 7:18 pm
ɴ ʏ ᴍ ᴇ ʀ ɪ ᴀ │चारण & बायोकेमिस्ट
Creeping along under the moonlit night, she seemingly fits in with the other wild ones. The whole city is jam-packed with the bazaar dark ones. Yuran was pretty boring in that aspect, usually they wore military garb, or scantly clad armor bikinis that leads one to ponder just how well they actually protected the women... She supposed boobies were good things to protect, but everything else? Maybe they had thicker skin? That must be it. Her own hands patted her nearly non-existent chest, growing curiouser and curiouser. As she ponders on this midnight, fondling idly while in thought, she stopped when there was a flash. Golden and brilliantly bright, it stops the passerby's one by one. Many of which seething as if their feathers have been ruffled. Nym, herself, started walking in the general direction of the establishment from which it had come from.
Windows dark as if they all were covered in a film of tinting, she cups her eyes and peers inside. Nothing is perceived, yet! Her hands grip the knob and pull, it doesn't budge. No problem! She had acquired some nifty skills in her homeland. One of lock picking. The tiny shiv of wire coyly rustles the jimmy of the lock, freeing it to finally open! Swinging the door wide so that the hinges cry out. In she steps, rubber squeaking below each footfall before she ceases all movement in the doorway. "What's this? What's this? There's blackness everywhere. What's this? There's white things in the air! What's this? I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming! Wake up, Nym, this isn't fair! What's thisssss?!" Sings the petite girl, quickly fingering the wall for the light switch. "So, now, correct me if I'm wrong, this looks like fun! This looks like fun! Ooooh, could it be I got my wish?!" The dull buzz of fluorescents whirl to life, giving a view of the remaining perimeters of this fight.
"What's this?"
Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back. Eyes wide with a youthful gleam, she ponders if this is all a game. Why else were they all in the dark? "Were you guys trying to gang-bang her? Ugh, so grossssss~ I heard unprotected coitus was bad for you; in fact, many say you can get things... like gonaherpasphylaids! Or your flesh could rot off and you become one of those zombie things... walking around all RAHHHHH BRAIIINNNNZAHHHH! No?" Clearly they were not prepared for a tourist. Shrugging she puffs her cheeks, a hand rubbing the back of her head impishly.
Kumori felt like he had just been hit like a train, he was sent flying quite literally from the sheer force of the attack, landing in a roll onto his a**. A dark flash flew around him as a new aura appeared on him as he slowly sat up and soon stood up. From behind, his leather had managed to protect him from most of the blows, but he was hiding how badly he was in pain right now. He placed his right hand before him and soon, the wall itself shifted open quickly. "I will be taking my leave... enjoy yourselves for now..." He managed to squeeze out in a small horse voice before dashing through in blinding speed.
(Exits: Feel free to mingle with eachother before Max runs away. XD )
Energy 1905/2000 Stats(Sp/St/Def) 10[12][7] / 8[10][5] / 2 Equipment
• Utilize Broken Strength This is automatically activated upon the user achieving a broken arm. The energy and muscle stimulating shocks sent to the broken arm are transfered from the arm to the rest of the user, most of it going to the other arm. This allows the broken limb to be numbed to pain but can be restored at an easier pace. This helps the broken being to weild heavy weaponry with only a single arm like a weapons master, except they do not have access to any of the Weapon Master's skills.
• Shadow Form Most, if not all, physical attacks simply phase through the user. This can be a good and a bad thing. If all the opponent has all weapon and hand to hand styles, then the techniques that do not have energy coated on the weapons will simply go right through the user, making all other attacks useless. This is also bad because if the Shade attempts to attack, once can aim a physical attack at him, forcing him to turn himself into his shadowy form. By disrupting him, all of the skills he used are turned into smoke. The user may also chose to go into his incorporeal form once every three posts, at which point he can't attack.
• Shadow Regeneration The Shades are known to be living and breathing elementals of darkness. Because of that, they are capable of recovering at a slow rate while residing in dark areas or in an ally's shadow. The body is constantly healing for as long as they are within darkness and having their weapons put away. The rate of healing increases with the duration they remain in the darkness. During the regeneration process, the user cannot use offensive Bloodline or Elemental skills. If they are attacked, they have to restart recovery at the slowest rate. 1 post: Small cuts & bruises are healed. 2 Posts: Gashes are turned into small cuts. 3 Posts: Broken limbs can recover within three constant posts inside of darkness. 4 Posts: Internal injuries or burns from light/flame/holy techniques can be recovered. 5 posts: An entire missing body part can be restored at a slow, and painful rate(Excluding the head or torso and it takes 5 full posts waiting in darkness to recover.).
• Shadowy Trail A Shade does not cast a shadow, but can choose to merge with the shadow of an ally, similar to a ninja. In doing so, the Shade can act as a hidden bodyguard, emerging from the allies shadow at will. The Shade can't be detected other than by holy creatures such as Nephilims, or Paladins and Clerics.
• Shadow MQC You can now bend the shadows around you to reach your opponent that would be two spears away from you as you can attack them normally while retaining regular damage. The Shade can perform D-ranked damage when at their full strength while in this fighting style, but this is the only range modifyer this style has. This does not spread to other styles, nor weapons can benefit from learning this ability as this is to be the shade's main Fighting style.
• Vibration Sensory A useful skill, the user channels energy into their feet to sense vibrations on the ground. As long as their feet is on the ground, a user can sense where an enemy is if they are earth bound within 50ft for five posts. This skill becomes passive once the user is Adept Rank.
• Miza's backshield So long as Kumori keeps Miza sheathed on his back, he is able to resist more damage to his back. But the downside is that she can only resist up to D-rank attacks, C ranks causes a rank down in damage and B and higher cause full damage.
• Trusted Wielder This Skill requires you to beat the Spirit inside of the Sword. Miza the Terror can only acknowledge those who can defeat her in combat besides Kumori Hell. Those who can hold her after the defeat of the Sword's spirit, can become one with the sword, gaining the knowledge to use her full potential of the Weapon Style: Miza the Terror. Be wary of the weapon style itself as it can kill the user if they misuse the Style's own techniques, the spirit would even warn them to be careful.
• Miza The Terror Weapon Style Miza has her own Weapon Style.
• Phantom Plane Origins The user's clothing emits a powerful substance of destruction, known as a Black Shuck Virus. The virus comes out to a maximum of 5 feet in battle, but only 2 feet out of fighting. Staying within the reach of the virus, the foe's own shadow vanishes if they are in the virus's range for 4 posts. Kumori's own shadow skill techniques will gain an increase of one rank for the shadows absorbed into his body(maximum shadows needed: 2) and can only last for 5 posts. As well as performing this, the user no longer suffers energy penalties caused from his class.
• Demonic Prowess The blood of the innocent courses through Kumori's non-existant veins, powering his body through death itself. As such, his max energy pool has been increased by 700 while every single one of Kumori's Earth Elemental attacks are now boosted with a natural life draining energy. Any earth that Kumori has influenced with his energy, becomes inhabitable by plantations, but unaffects other mortal creatures. Kumori's weapons and armor can effect skill barriers, normal/skill shields, and Armor.
x_x She rolled around as the strike crashed down, this was so awkward. But the exit was ready.. it was time to get out of here for a while to at least get some supplies.. someone else with a lockpicking kit seemed quite the catch so she just stood and brushed herself off.... She made her way over to the new girl and just tried taking her by the arm greeting her in demonica and meridian. She just tried a bunch of languages to see if they could communicate really hoping this one worked out.. she needed to inform her that she was kidnapping her but maybe it was better if she didn't know at all.
useful info
Current funds: 4000
She is basically a corporate assassin, smuggler, merchant, and prostitute. Shes a bit of a sociopath but isn't particularly unfriendly. She is wearing a dress, fishnets, and heels with a parasol.. She was aiming for cute and stylish actually but the fashion in Nocturne is a bit more "to the point". She keeps throwing knives hidden in the parasol and dress and beneath the accessories. She is very good at shifting these things around don't expect to find them easily if you aren't prepared to search her thoroughly. She also has a purse but most of the items within are for play, protection, and upkeep. There is a lockpicking kit and more knives however.
20x throwing knives energy 1350 / 1350
She's wearing a rather fragrant and expensive perfume made from strong aphrodisiacs. They may or may not affect anyone much but its purpose alongside her apparel and behavior if it gets too far is to suggest she's out looking for a wallet on legs with no strings attached. She isn't secretive about this nor is she particularly interested in whether or not you wear a ring unless you want to give it to her.
Current official quest: none Current random character quest: do some networking and find some jobs to do, preferably something a little more substantial than another playdate. She needs to build both reputation and work on her skills as well
Strength: Succubus(+6) + Ninja(+1) = 7 Speed: Succubus(+6 [+2 if Flying]) + Ninja(+2) = 8 [+2 if Flying]
Energy Color: rustic brown/bronze Energy Meter: 900x succubus bonus (1.5x base energy) = 1350
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Alex's restraint surprised even her. The intense desire to see Kumori suffer was too much for her to handle, and part of her wished she had hurt him more. Shades were tricky, they dodged and dodged and were nigh impossible to kill. She had every chance to end the man's life. No one could've stopped her. Except... Slowly, the form the boy donned began to change back into the blank faced Max Michaels, who looked distracted enough to immediately start doing something else. Anything else. With a simple change, Max lost every desire to see Kumori hurt. But... that was too late. Unstoppable in his previous form, it took everything Max had just refrain from unleashing the full power of the attack. In the heat of the moment, Max allowed hatred into his heart. Hearing the heart wrenching sound of both Doll Face and Kumori smack against the wall, Max flinched. While Doll Face certainly took considerably less damage than Kumori, she was still hurt. Kumori hadn't just been blasted back into the wall, his body shriveled with contact from an inescapable light. The man had grown so accustomed to shadows that when light finally entered the room, he could no longer pull out new tricks from under his sleeve. When Kumori had finally risen, his demeanor had changed, giving Max one last look before he excused himself out. Doll Face did nearly the exact same thing. Max... in his attempt to try and fit in with the crowd... he sent them running away. Taking a few steps back, his body eventually hit the wall behind him. He'd done it again. It was no secret that when it came to battle, Max was fierce in every way. His resolve was always strengthened when challenged, never wavering in the face of an opponent. To many, it came as a surprise that the 'annoying shapeshifter who couldn't stop talking' would be so strong. So relentless. So desperate to win he would even harm his own teammates. Allies were collateral damage in battle, and while he felt bad for Lothdoliel gettng hurt, he couldn't agree more with himself. It wasn't he who put the others in danger, it had been Kumori in his attempt to show them "team work". As if such a term really existed, it certainly didn't with the lone wolf, Max. "I-if it matters... I'm sorry..." Lies. No, if there were some lesson sent for him to learn by the grand design, it was that he would never stop. Apologizing meant that he regretted making any of his actions, and it was a feeling he didn't have time to experience. Max refused to slow down for others to catch up, even... even Alex. His intense desire to find her again led him... here. While in this damned city, Max found himself more and more attuned to it. Walking the streets, he often saw some act of violence or the other. This was a city of thieves, liars, rapists and murderers. They had grown so accustomed to their culture that they saw this as normal. No one cared that any of this happened as long as it didn't interfere with military affairs. Even Max grew uncaring. In his first few weeks in the dark city, he sought to try and better it. Personally, he sought after the drug lords, the king pins, and the murderers. The more heads he cut off, the more opportunities he allowed to grow. Those he killed had been replaced just as easily as Max snapped their predecessor's neck. There was no snuffing them out permanently, and so eventually, Max accepted their role in this society. They needed to be here, just as he thought he needed to be here. That much was evident. He'd stop chasing after ghosts. Alex was never coming back. But it didn't mean she was not longer here. Around his fists, her blood stained wraps had been tightly coiled. As much as he wanted to hear her words telling him that she'd always accept him, he'd never hear them again. At the thought of it, his demeanor darkened. But he only knew one thing... he couldn't be in this city anymore. The city had changed him, turned him into something he wasn't, or ever planned to become. As he rushed for the door, the his path had been blocked by both Doll Face and a singing newcomer. Keeping his speeds, the shapeshifter kicked out of the ground, a similar technique to what he used on Kumori earlier. If he continued on his path, he would just crash into the two girls. Instead, his form changed, growing smaller and smaller as his body relinquished the borrowed pants, though keeping the wraps on his person. White fur surrounded the small feline form, and as it brushed past Doll Face and the newcomer in mid air, his eyes gazed into the newcomers. With a soft thud, the white furred feline landed on the ground, and he continued his escape of the area.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2015 8:37 am
Zachariah.
What is his history? And - not the shallow tale regaled to everyone, but the history he would keep. Everyone knows he was one of Michael's most powerful. Everyone knows he was snatched by Kala from the skies when he dared step foot into Axiom to interfere. But what of before that? And after that? What exactly led him to pursue the ambition that is ruling a Kingdom? If he is the God of War, then perhaps war in itself was his motivation. If that is the case, then not only is that a terrifying thought, but it also means that his motives are more shallow and less practiced than one might imagine. It means that - perhaps - he will yield or die much more easily than if, say, he were attempting to become the new Kala.
As it stands now, many within Vaet Nocturnum pray to Zachariah instead of Kala. They swear their souls to him. The more and more that die in such a manner, the more power he will gain over time. And yet the question can be asked -- if the gate of hell opened and remains open, then, where does he keep these souls? It wouldn't be just anywhere. It would be somewhere rather important - a facility maybe, somewhere protected by demons, but not just any demons. This place hosts his power, whatever it is. If anyone were to destroy the source of his power - this Well of Souls per-say - then they would weaken him to a state of mortality. As such, these demons would be his most-trusted, and ones with few ambitions. Ones powerful, but not too powerful.
Finding it will be incredibly difficult.
"I must find Cayenne." The red-haired Mer stood at the edge of the room, looking sullen, staring downward. Brydent sighed, crossing his arms as he sat on the bed in his barracks room - a place he hadn't slept in for a very long time. "Cayenne remains loyal to Kala. She has denounced the alliance between Lukhan and Zachariah." And - she was the Goddess of Betrayal. Surely she would not take offense to the thought of Brydent betraying his liege. "I know what you're thinking. The issue, though, is that she might betray you. Cayenne cannot be trusted. Do you not remember history, Brydent? She has betrayed her own followers - even her own Champion. Zachariah doesn't even want her assistance. That is where this schism arose from in the first place; mistrust." The Mer was always a voice of wisdom, and yet that wisdom would have to be silenced for this moment. Brydent didn't have any options but depending on the demon witch, regardless of her history of disloyalty.
"Some loyalties breech even our most insidious nature. I believe that she is loyal to Kala, as many of we Lumirians are. Of course I can't be sure. I don't really know the history. I'm not a demon. I've never seen the Second Plane. Yet I do know that she served her purpose well, and her method of becoming a Goddess was by sacrificing everything she had to Kala. If she would assist in dispatching whatever forces Zachariah has surmounted, then we are one step closer to liberation of Nocturne." And not only that . . . but he had a plan that he knew would entice the she-demon.
The issue with -- everything -- was that even if they killed Zachariah, they were only dooming Nocturne. Without its most stalwart defender, the city would surely perish. Elessia, Antony and Solaris would march together and conquer the Kingdom. The angels would rule the world for good. Zachariah was, after all, the only truly powerful demon left.
So he had a goal indeed. Beyond desires to kill the King, he had a will to annihilate his enemies. Instead of destroying the souls, harness them, he thought. Give them to . . . someone better. If his theory was correct, and the souls really were present somewhere visible, then surely control of them could be given to another. So who? Cayenne was out of the question, surely. She would want the souls, but he could not give control over Vaet Nocturnum to a creature such as her. She was a traitor and a liar. She was useful only for the purpose of knocking down Zachariah.
Catherine was far too ambivalent. She reigned in death, regardless of which side. She reigned in cruel death the most, and would surely promote such things within her nation. This - of course - meant that they would become more prominent themes all over the world. Such a reality was too grim for Brydent to believe in. The option left was then Lukhan. What type of God was Lukhan, exactly? A cruel one? A kind one? Did he even really care about anything beyond pleasure and pain? He was a sadist, a masochist, a lover, but also a fighter. He was a god of mixed desires. Perhaps that was what made him so desired. So many could flock to him and he would provide them with everything they imagined. Every little fetish of theirs.
He was . . . disgusting in that way, but his purpose was clear. Even Brydent, as stoic and plotting as he was, had prayed to Lukhan before. He'd prayed to him for skill in bed, and for potency, and fertility. He'd prayed to him for simple things, carnal things. He was a benevolent God if you really thought about it. Even the pain he presided over was one often consensual - it was the sort of pain between two willing lovers with demands for something more grim than just . . . a roll in the hay.
Did his ambitions rise any further than that, though? Was Lukhan not a passive God that simply wished to peacefully reside over his dominion? Or did he have other goals? "Who alive has seen or spoken to Lukhan?" He asked. The Mer turned his face to reveal his green eyes, and raised an eyebrow. "Hm..." He pondered. "West in Fraxon, and..." He almost forgot for a moment, that unfortunate name that he'd commonly refrained from echoing. "Lilith Odam, your fellow Captain."Right. Lilith. He didn't like speaking to her much, but if he were to determine where the power should be relayed, then surely speaking to her was of high importance. First thing was first, though . . . find Cayenne. Find Zachariah's souls. Then choose who they would go to.
"You could always avert the power to yourself, you know," the young man said. He was too smart for his own good, already discovering the plots Brydent was formulating. "I wouldn't be able to handle it," he said. "I'd die. Do you want that?" The Diabolos asked, to which the creature of the sea tapped his chin in a playful questioning. "No . . . I don't think?"
Everything comes to light in the end. She shifts as the shadowy figure rolls on by, wisps of self rolling as if creating a miasma void of any true being. That leaves only the proud and few, one apologizing even. For what? As she stared further, he was changing, shape-shifting! "Oh wow!" Was it some form of magus or another? Her attention wavers, flicking to the approaching female that roars some god-awful language at her. Nym cringes, the harsh tons cutting into her with every flap of the woman's tongue. Eyes water, a head shaking as she doesn't understand. It has to be a hex! She was trapped! This was it! THE END OF ALL DAYS! DOOMMMMM-
Spheres narrow, her form stepping back. Ice crackles along the ground and floorboards, creating a slippery slope. The other moves towards them, and just as his figure morphs again, her hands come up in defense. A pendulum in motion, there is no way to counter. She slips, falling back and landing on the ice just to watch the cat go souring and missing her figure. Eyes in complete disbelief catch the glint of the felines. "Wahhuu~" She breathes, only scrambling up as Max darted away. Disappointment sets on her turned down lips, though short lived as Lothdoliel speaks again - only in a language she knows. To an extent.
"You have a kid... that is napping? Well shouldn't you return to them?! Er, wait... that can't be right." Colorful locks splaying while her head shakes. "Suh duh...Kidnapping! Ah ha! Hey- what?!" Hands shaking, flailing nearly. "I just came to get some ...things. The toku. I don't mean any trouble! Plus my mom'ma said I have to be back by dinner, and it is..." What time was it again?! How did anyone know the time when the nation is cast into an eternal darkness? "Late, very late. Probably past my bed time...." Cheeks puff in all the innocent defiance, pleading towards Kraen for assistance. Lothdoliel is already ushering her out the door, down the steps, and towards some other threshold. [/exit]
And off they went, Lothdoliel was certain she'd be back soon but this was becoming a strange and destructive stop, She'd stop and give Kraen a nice little wave goodbye and a "contact me" hand gesture followed by a slightly more lewd gesture pushing her tongue into her cheek with her hand next to her mouth doing something with an imaginary shaft or stick of some sort. She was sure he'd figure it out pretty quick.. or maybe not, he did seem to be one of those way out foreigner types. Now that she thought about it she'd have a hell of a time trying to figure out what brought him into town.. oh well...
Having gotten a reaction out of Nymeria she kept with speaking Meritia. "Can you understand me? Do not resist, were going somewhere funnnn" She spoke to her in a strange tone just to make even stranger implications and she quite shamelessly enjoyed herself doing it too. First a trip to the Red light district, not to work of course but to find the local sleazebags that knew where the real good stuff was. The first thing Lothdoliel was planning, even before getting some weapon supplies, was to get an alternative to her heels.. she wasn't on her feet much but she also hadn't had much of her more prominent work lately either. Dress for the customer you are looking for and they will come to you soon enough she thought.
This place had a lot of interesting little... defensive structures? Explaining how she got in didn't take much name giving or story telling, apparently Loth and Nym were free to enter and leave as they pleased... or was it just because she was with Nym... she'd definitely need to have her around when she came back maybe.
On the way out a few catcalls in demonica and adventurous eyes would start a strange little rumor that Nymeria was also a prostitute. Lothdoliel wanting to not scare her friend away just let it be hoping Nymeria wouldn't find out before they got too comfy with one another to stay mad about it heart
[exit to red light]
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Current funds: 4000
She is basically a corporate assassin, smuggler, merchant, and prostitute. Shes a bit of a sociopath but isn't particularly unfriendly. She is wearing a dress, fishnets, and heels with a parasol.. She was aiming for cute and stylish actually but the fashion in Nocturne is a bit more "to the point". She keeps throwing knives hidden in the parasol and dress and beneath the accessories. She is very good at shifting these things around don't expect to find them easily if you aren't prepared to search her thoroughly. She also has a purse but most of the items within are for play, protection, and upkeep. There is a lockpicking kit and more knives however.
20x throwing knives energy 1350 / 1350
She's wearing a rather fragrant and expensive perfume made from strong aphrodisiacs. They may or may not affect anyone much but its purpose alongside her apparel and behavior if it gets too far is to suggest she's out looking for a wallet on legs with no strings attached. She isn't secretive about this nor is she particularly interested in whether or not you wear a ring unless you want to give it to her.
Current official quest: none Current random character quest: do some networking and find some jobs to do, preferably something a little more substantial than another playdate. She needs to build both reputation and work on her skills as well
Strength: Succubus(+6) + Ninja(+1) = 7 Speed: Succubus(+6 [+2 if Flying]) + Ninja(+2) = 8 [+2 if Flying]
Energy Color: rustic brown/bronze Energy Meter: 900x succubus bonus (1.5x base energy) = 1350
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 3:22 pm
A chill ran through her body. It started from the epicenter of her being and radiated outward like one of the slowest orgasms she had ever had. It was exciting to know that the fate of Nocturne was writhing right before her very eyes. These 'thorns of god', as her master Lukhan had called them, were magnificent. There she stood at the precipice of the abyss they had been cast in, eyes aglow with admiration. Nothing she had ever created had been so beautiful. Each of them stood taller than she by at least fifteen feet. Covered in blackened scales that made even the finest crafted armors look like paper, they rippled with unforeseen power. Claws that could rend bodies in two with ease, teeth sharp enough to pierce even the strongest of foes; the thorns were incredible. Before them, even she felt feeble. An ever-present fire burned within their being, leaking out from cracks and rifts on their body. When their dark eyes alit upon the succubus this fire burned brighter and hotter until she felt the heat upon her body. "Oh, hush now. Soon you shall feast." Lilith spoke in a motherly voice, the words ushering from her lips like a lullaby. The beasts had grown restless in this prison, hungry for the taste of a God-King. A devilish smirk spread to her face, it was time to bring everyone together.
Standing outside of the CAZ it was obvious that what Alistair had said was true. There was hardly anyone there save for a few souls who looked to the succubus and nodded in greeting. The look in their eyes was fierce, the same that surely showed in her own. Pushing the main doors open and letting them swing shut behind her with a resounding boom, Lilith looked around. It seemed she was the first to arrive, but it was no matter. Powerful allies had been selected for the greatest task they would face to date: the end of Zacariah's power. Months had passed since the notion first entered her brain, perhaps placed there in a dream by her lord. It seemed likely, though Lilith had never truly pondered on it. There was reason enough for her to want to see the God-King's claws torn from Nocturne. He had given power to the demons that threw themselves at him, took so much from the ones that earned it on their own. Businesses and pleasures were cast aside for an edict that turned every single person from their own will and dubbed them 'soldier'. In his name they had to spread like a plague in to the world and do his bidding. So much had been destroyed, so much that Lilith had been using to fuel her little underworld game of pain and pleasure. It annoyed her beyond belief that there was no other choice than to submit to Zacariah's every command, turned from one of the elite to a common b***h in his ranks. No, Lilith was not one of the basic and this reign of inconvenience would not last long. But this task could never be accomplished on her own. As powerful as she was the she-devil knew her limits. This was where the 'allies' came in.
Alistair Maric, former King of Nocturne. A powerful fighter in his own rights. Ever since he became more and less than what he started as that power only grew. No one ascended to the throne in this country without being able to decimate those who stood before him. And just like Lilith he had motive. Nobody liked having their toys taken away after all. A small sound of intruige escaped from her at the thought of Maria Kal. She was a powerful mermaid centaur hybrid of near unrivaled beauty, and her dragon was a towering pillar of dominance and fear. The femme fatale had been seen on the front lines in the battle against Yuran, heralding a level of destruction that made this particular temptress quite moist thought it was her allies being laid waste to with the powers of nature and sea. It was a known fact, far and wide that she wanted revenge for the blitzkrieg that left Yuran in ruin. It was no secret wanted in on destroying Zacariah, and Lilith was more than happy to oblige her. They would need raw power, the more the merrier, so she sent a message by one of her minions to the Great Uniter, and she had responded with a promise that she would be here. One pagan by the name of Amias Nicht caught wind of the coup, another person she had spent time with. Perhaps he wanted to show the world that pagans were still powerful. Whatever the reason Lilith would be glad to see him taking up arms against their king. From the lips of Alistair she heard word of a powerful mage, Red, also joining them. His b***h boy Brydent was rumored to be down for this get together as well. That did not exactly sit well with Lilith. In truth she disliked that t**t moreso than her dislike of seafood. Most people in Nocturne were not nice nor friendly, but Brydent was in a league all of his own. For some reason from the first moment she had even looked at his face Lilith wanted to see him burn over a pit of fire. He had been Zacariah's lap dog and suddenly turned on him. In short, Lilith did not trust him. These names, no matter their reasons, were going to go down in history.
• Extremely seductive. Like Incubi, you possess the ability to instantly seduce others as long as they're two ranks below you. It's said that this becomes possible only due to their astounding beauty, but that is only a supplement. The Succubi are indeed far more beautiful than all other races, but their seduction lies in the magical energy they are born with. This energy flows around them and into the air like cells into a vein, bewitching any they seek.
• Lilith has developed the ability to detect the emotional state of the people near her and manipulate her succubus aura to merely make people around her feel very wanting of the more pleasurable acts. They become lascivious ratchet hoes, making it easier for Lilith to seduce people. This makes it so people one rank under Lillith are instantly seduced. If the opponent thinks they will be harmed the aura is broken. If Lilith tries to kill the target they are snapped out of it as well.
• Arcane Arts: Her magic spells are quite devastating should one hit you. (+1 rank to magic)
• Ability to manifest certain aspects of the demon at will. They can extend wings, sharp fingernails, as well as horns when they please.
• Detect Magic The user can detect magic. This means when others cast spells, or emanate high amounts of energy, you can see their aura. This also means you can detect magic in an area, meaning if an area has something magical about it, you can feel it. At higher ranks, you can determine the source in an area.
• Vibration Sensory A useful skill, the user channels energy into their feet to sense vibrations on the ground. As long as their feet is on the ground, a user can sense where an enemy is if they are earth bound within 50ft for five posts. This skill becomes passive once the user is Adept Rank.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:58 pm
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She allowed her golden, insect like eyes to wander about as she entered the CAZ. She had moved through the city in secret well enough, between countries without raising any alarm. She didn't like this place. Recently the sky had broken the eternal night, and light had come down into the city of night. Kal didn't see hope in that. Solonar had abandoned her in her time of need as well, and so light, instead of illuminating, tended to make things grey in her eyes. Nocturne was already a grey area in her mind to begin with, so to be quite honest, she didn't see it as any brighter. She had abandoned her cloak as she grew nearer, her mark and carapace donned, but only her spider legs out. In the land of monsters... one could say she truly did fit in nowadays. The doors opened before her, her eyes glowing against the darkness. To her this place was a monument of hatred and disdain. It took everything in her power not to let the swarm free. Beneath her skin, in her mind, in her very gray blood she could feel the swarm, it created unscratchable itches. She needed to release it, but it could wait. She would have her time. Once Zachriah was gone... she would infest more than just Kusana and Yuran.
She approached the only person present, a woman of impossible beauty, of which she knew the stories. This was Lilith. A spider crawled along the side of her face, its beady eyes trained on the woman as Kal approached her and the beasts besides her. She felt their power, and it was undeniable. She smiled as she looked upon their scales, as the spider shifted and its long, furry legs pressed into her cheek and hair. She did not speak at first. She merely remembered how strong her son had been. How majestic and powerful. Her heart was again immediately filled with hate as she looked upon one of those responsible with eyes filled with the hatred of many, but a face void of real emotion. The body was merely the receiver for the legion. "Hello Lilith." Kal spoke at last, as the spider seemed to retreat back down her spine into her carapace.
Kumori had returned after a little while, his wounds having recovered as he popped his neck a tad bit as he noticed Lilith and Maria having beat him to getting here. He'd been a special contact the entire time, so he was moreso in the dark about how they'd kill a god. So he figured to stay quiet and not put the team into jeopardy as he looked around, waiting for the others to arrive. He had Miza and his other equipment with him, waiting for the time to strike.
Energy 2000/2000 Stats(Sp/St/Def)10[12][7] / 8[10][5] / 2 Equipment
• Utilize Broken Strength This is automatically activated upon the user achieving a broken arm. The energy and muscle stimulating shocks sent to the broken arm are transfered from the arm to the rest of the user, most of it going to the other arm. This allows the broken limb to be numbed to pain but can be restored at an easier pace. This helps the broken being to weild heavy weaponry with only a single arm like a weapons master, except they do not have access to any of the Weapon Master's skills.
• Shadow Form Most, if not all, physical attacks simply phase through the user. This can be a good and a bad thing. If all the opponent has all weapon and hand to hand styles, then the techniques that do not have energy coated on the weapons will simply go right through the user, making all other attacks useless. This is also bad because if the Shade attempts to attack, once can aim a physical attack at him, forcing him to turn himself into his shadowy form. By disrupting him, all of the skills he used are turned into smoke. The user may also chose to go into his incorporeal form once every three posts, at which point he can't attack.
• Shadow Regeneration The Shades are known to be living and breathing elementals of darkness. Because of that, they are capable of recovering at a slow rate while residing in dark areas or in an ally's shadow. The body is constantly healing for as long as they are within darkness and having their weapons put away. The rate of healing increases with the duration they remain in the darkness. During the regeneration process, the user cannot use offensive Bloodline or Elemental skills. If they are attacked, they have to restart recovery at the slowest rate. 1 post: Small cuts & bruises are healed. 2 Posts: Gashes are turned into small cuts. 3 Posts: Broken limbs can recover within three constant posts inside of darkness. 4 Posts: Internal injuries or burns from light/flame/holy techniques can be recovered. 5 posts: An entire missing body part can be restored at a slow, and painful rate(Excluding the head or torso and it takes 5 full posts waiting in darkness to recover.).
• Shadowy Trail A Shade does not cast a shadow, but can choose to merge with the shadow of an ally, similar to a ninja. In doing so, the Shade can act as a hidden bodyguard, emerging from the allies shadow at will. The Shade can't be detected other than by holy creatures such as Nephilims, or Paladins and Clerics.
• Shadow MQC You can now bend the shadows around you to reach your opponent that would be two spears away from you as you can attack them normally while retaining regular damage. The Shade can perform D-ranked damage when at their full strength while in this fighting style, but this is the only range modifyer this style has. This does not spread to other styles, nor weapons can benefit from learning this ability as this is to be the shade's main Fighting style.
• Vibration Sensory A useful skill, the user channels energy into their feet to sense vibrations on the ground. As long as their feet is on the ground, a user can sense where an enemy is if they are earth bound within 50ft for five posts. This skill becomes passive once the user is Adept Rank.
• Miza's backshield So long as Kumori keeps Miza sheathed on his back, he is able to resist more damage to his back. But the downside is that she can only resist up to D-rank attacks, C ranks causes a rank down in damage and B and higher cause full damage.
• Trusted Wielder This Skill requires you to beat the Spirit inside of the Sword. Miza the Terror can only acknowledge those who can defeat her in combat besides Kumori Hell. Those who can hold her after the defeat of the Sword's spirit, can become one with the sword, gaining the knowledge to use her full potential of the Weapon Style: Miza the Terror. Be wary of the weapon style itself as it can kill the user if they misuse the Style's own techniques, the spirit would even warn them to be careful.
• Miza The Terror Weapon Style Miza has her own Weapon Style.
• Phantom Plane Origins The user's clothing emits a powerful substance of destruction, known as a Black Shuck Virus. The virus comes out to a maximum of 5 feet in battle, but only 2 feet out of fighting. Staying within the reach of the virus, the foe's own shadow vanishes if they are in the virus's range for 4 posts. Kumori's own shadow skill techniques will gain an increase of one rank for the shadows absorbed into his body(maximum shadows needed: 2) and can only last for 5 posts. As well as performing this, the user no longer suffers energy penalties caused from his class.
• Demonic Prowess The blood of the innocent courses through Kumori's non-existant veins, powering his body through death itself. As such, his max energy pool has been increased by 700 while every single one of Kumori's Earth Elemental attacks are now boosted with a natural life draining energy. Any earth that Kumori has influenced with his energy, becomes inhabitable by plantations, but unaffects other mortal creatures. Kumori's weapons and armor can effect skill barriers, normal/skill shields, and Armor.
