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 Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 10:20 am
"Ha! So I see you were never told the full story by your loving comrades." he clapped his hands, and the origanal Smoke came out, pulling a cart of food and tea. "Should I start from the begining, or would you like the short version?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 8:50 pm
Xiaeriene laughed as Smoke entered,and she gave him a smack on the butt as he walked by. "Indulge me in the details, if you would, I have time to kill" She crossed her legs casually
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Trashy Cinnabon Vice Captain
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RIP IN PEACE RIP Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 9:31 pm
"Well, let it be clear that I am an evil entity myself. Now let me beging my little story." He cleared his throat and prepared himself. "Well, since the begining of this body of mine, I have always been more of a 'behind the scenes' warrior, sneaking in the shadows, and gathering intel. It wasn't until I found Smoke broke in Shoa Kahns dungeons that I began my path to a more outgoing fighter. We teamed up together and took over the Netherealm from the fallen Elder God Shinnok. Afterwards, I began cloning Smoke, to increase my numbers and to furhter dominate this realm. After I did that, I was dragged into a war against your commrades, due to the hot headed chosen warrior of the elder gods, Scorpion. Once most of my forces were beaten by you and your commrades, I was given an offer from the 3 Devil Gods, they'd restore my forces, and grant me extra power in exchange for aiding them. I accepted, and instead of doing much to help them, I played the guy who jsut sits back and waits it out role again, watching everyone kill eachother." He let out a big laugh. "And what a show it was, might I add. You did rather well. So you see, I always do as I please, and I never follow anyone, like your commrades thought, I just string them along to get what I want."
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 9:59 pm
"Yes, I have noticed that you prefer to have yourunderlings do your dirty work for you....you and I both...however, I do not believe you are pure evil, as you say. More a of a Wild Card that just conveniently is always chosen by the evil side first, it is amazing how similar you and Scorpion are. I know some of what went on, as my Papa once fought along side Taven to stop Armageddon. He has told me certain things, I know you once were known as Sub-Zero, and that you weren't always completely in the shadows. Besides, Scorpion ain't no spring flower himself, I've seen him in action, he is cheap-a** and weak and has a foul tongue. At least you have skill, and fight for yourself, not just for some big bad master or personal grudge" She stood up and walked behind Noob, leaning againsthis chair "Let's just say, I have been keeping a close eye on you, and it is pathetic, you sit here, pining away as you plan your futile schemes....why not end your little charade,and have a little fun!? With all the major evils gone, all that are left is the little outbreaks every now and then, and while I could always sit back and watch those idiot allies of mine take care of it, would it not be better for you and I to steal the glory out from under their feet and take it for ourselves? You know we both have the power to take out any minor evils that threaten the Realms. Plus I overheard my daddy talking with Patwinka recently, and that stupid Coach of ours is actually the Crown Prince of Parleur, and he plans on having a tournament soon. You and I should enter, we will take the prize easily"
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Trashy Cinnabon Vice Captain
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RIP IN PEACE RIP Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 11:01 pm
"Actually, i always have been in the shadows, just in my first body I was an ice being." He let out a laaugh. "I've always played the evil side, just back then it was for money." He listened to her proposle for the oturniment. "Sure, sounds like a plan."
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 11:44 am
"Great, then it is settled. I guess I'll be seeing you around, later gator" She sent forth an icy prison that encased Smoke "Oh, and by the way, as cool as you may be, I don't plan on losing to you either, my relations with you are strictly business" She turned and left, heading through a portal back to the girls Bathroom.
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Trashy Cinnabon Vice Captain
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RIP IN PEACE RIP Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 2:02 pm
Noob just glarred at the ice block of Smoke. "What a pest she can be." A few smoke clones came out, and started hacking away at the ice.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 11:38 am
Something stirred within the depths of conscious, a nearly imperceptible twitch within the darkness. Her voice was soft, barely audible even in her very mind, her speech slow as though each syllable required immense effort.
Kana...How long have we been here?...
I don't know, mistress...I'm sorry...
Not your fault, I was careless. I feel the darkness pressing in again, Kana...I can't...stay conscious for long...
I won't let you stay like this. I'm leaving to get help.
The spirit beast's words managed to pull forth a single emotion from Takara's numb being: fear.
No, don't use...that....metho...
And she was gone, lost to the spell of darkness that bound her so completely, a creature of light, but not before Kana cut himself off from her. When a spirit beast removes himself from his mistress, cuts himself physically and spiritually from her, who is a part of him, he has a limited time before he disappears. It was risky, his plan. But after so long without any other course of action available to them and with no rescue in sight, he had no other choice if he wanted Takara to return to those she loved.
The guardian's body lay encased in a sarcophagus of crystal, deep within the depths of the Nether Realm, trapped by the darkness that appeared like thick black ropes intertwined about her dimly glowing form, stealing away her light, her spirit, her consciousness. The only light came from itself, and even that seemed to be waning. There, she felt and saw nothing, heard silence; there was nothing but her prison, her cage, and the emptiness within her mind.
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RIP IN PEACE RIP Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 2:43 pm
A three way battle was raging not far off from where Takara was imprisoned. Noob Saibot hurled a few shuriken with amazing speed at one of the opponents; but they were blocked easily with a blast of light. The one who fended off the attack was a woman, a demon known as Ashra.Ashra drew her holy kriss from her hip, and stared down Noob as well as the third warrior they were facing. "If I kill the both of you, my asscention out of here will be complete! With the power of this purifying kriss, I will be free!" The demon started to run towards Noob; as she closed in she jumped up and spun her body around, hitting him like a rotating missile.The third warrior was just a bunch of lost souls who got caught in the middle of the fight. Ermac normally didn't enjoy fighting, but they would always stand for what they believed in, and were ready to defend themselves. While Ashra was busy with Noob Saibot, Ermac channeled their energy to telekentically lift both fighters into the air, then slammed them down with enough force to crush a layer of the earth beneath them. They used this chance to escape, and ran off.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 4:42 am
Agamemnon entered and headed to the ambush point. IT was hidden in an outcropping near where Takara's faint was located. He summoned control over the shadow beasts; large, extremely advanced, powerful versions of shadow puppets. He knew he could not allow it to appear as if he was assisting the Tsubo family, but, his calculations showed that, it would not be a problem. His beasts would be his shield from the demon, and he woudl be fighting the demon, his excuse being he had ruined the ambush and tried to kill him. Still, he knew he was taking a huge risk by even speaking with the Tsubo family off the record, but it was a risk he was willing to take at this point.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 12:59 am
{Moved from Earth}
The underground chamber was dark, the only light coming from a central crystal that seemed to encase a woman's body. The flowing white kimono adorning her slender frame was torn in numerous places, though the cuts and bruises beneath them had long since healed. She appeared unconscious, her usually brilliant blue eyes closed. Her long hair was a stunning silver-blue, arranged almost artfully about her, graceful and frozen within the crystal. Nine sleek, fox-like tails of the same hue as her hair revealed she was a kitsune. Even frozen within crystal, Takara's full demon form held an ethereal beauty, delicate and graceful, belying the great power within.
Hikaru stepped forth from her portal, needing no extra light to see within the demon's lair. Being fathered by a being of shadow, she had no trouble locating the misleadingly small form of Cerenz, lounging on a couch. He was in his rather slender humanoid form, long silky black hair falling to the middle of his back and ruby red eyes, his fair skin hid muscles and and even greater strength than such a look could convey. Despite the curled horns protruding from his skull, he was a rather handsome fellow and his smile could be taken as easy-going and friendly, for those who didn't know better. He was a mischievous one, and one who liked to be amused. However, a glint in his eyes hinted that he was not at all pleased by the intrusion into his home.
A light, teasing voice echoed across the chamber, "Haven't you ever heard of knocking? Who might you three be that you'd come uninvited into my personal chambers?"
The room had been decorated with tapestries of varying scenes, from forests to deserts, and held various pieces of furniture, chosen by one with exceptional taste. Picking up a glass of wine from the table before him, Cerenz took a sip of the blood red liquid, his manner calm and utterly unhurried.
Hikaru's sharp gaze, so similar to Takara's, glared daggers at the demon, her voice cold as she spoke and gestured to her mother's unmoving form.
"Give her back."
"Ah, so you've come for her...
Snapping his fingers, Takara's form appeared in his lap, one of his arms about her shoulders, holding her to him. His free hand lightly ran the length of her cheek. She looked so fragile and vulnerable, asleep in his arms. Hugging her closer to him, he breathed in the scent of her hair before kissing the top of head, though his eyes remained upon the three to their reactions. His melodic voice is soft, wistful.
"But she is such an exquisite catch. I'd hate to let her go. Who is she to you anyways? If she were that important to you, why did it take you months before deciding to coming here?...After a month, I figured no one would ever come and therefore wouldn't mind if...I made her mine."
His tongue slipped between his lips to lick her cheek. He had grown rather fond of this toy and was loathe to relinquish his prize.
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 11:41 pm
The shine in Tachi's eyes left. The surest sighn of anger from a Terren. "If you've done anything..."
Haru stepped forward. His sapphire eyes memorizing every single nook of the room as he spoke. "You will let my mother go now." His voice was deep, and he forced the armor to stay in the necklace. He drew Onyx and held it out. "Or I will erase you from existence."
Tachi glanced at his son and daughter before dissapearing from sight. He used a great force of will to try once more to open the connection to his Life Mate. Takara, love. Wake up. We need you!
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Travis Celendel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 12:01 am
Agamemnon sensed the presence of all three Tsubos, and he commenced with the attack, teleporting his entire ambush into the chamber "Shadow Beasts whom I spawn forth, attack Cerenze, who stands to fight against me with my enemies!" His eyes flashed toward the Haruko, then Hikaru It's all yours, children, I can only create more distractions.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 1:05 pm
"Doesn't anyone knock anymore? Honestly, youths these days...You, newcomer. Get out. I have no business with you. Besides, wasn't it your Black Star Nation who pointed out this flower for me? Also, as I recall, I was told no one would miss her should I make her mine. I see I've been used somehow...Honorless bastards. I'll kill you lot next time you dare approach me."
A barrier flared up about the demon, sharp red eyes never leaving the intruders. With a snap of his fingers, he sent Takara back to her crystal cage. Energy pooled at his feet, taking on the form of an enormous, fiery red snake. It struck out, leaving his barrier to wrap itself about one of the Shadow Beasts, glowing brightly with his energy and crushing the creature, disintegrating it.
"Don't underestimate me, you from the Black Star Nation. I am not a pawn to be used in your games. There's a reason I seclude myself from those of Makai." Turning his piercing gaze to Haru and Hikaru, he continued, "I waited a whole month before touching her after I captured her, stayed in one of the caves of that demon world to see if anyone would pursue her. Unless someone," his gaze flickered to Agamemnon, "hid our presence without my knowledge, you should have been able to find me. I don't care to play the villain in these silly wars. Now, we can negotiate like rational beings, or you lot can get out...or die at my hands. Your choice."
Dozens upon dozens of bat-like creatures, each with a single eye in the middle of its head appeared at his bidding, taking up stations along the walls and casting their gazes upon his opponents, watching, waiting for their response. These beings were connected with Cerenz himself, and gave him a view of everything in the room, whether hidden or in plain sight. It was like a personal surveillance system.
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Takara's consciousness stirred at Tachi's presence, his voice, his nearness. She longed to respond, to open her eyes and see him, wherever he was, but the chains upon her physical and mental self were too heavy, too tight to let her loose, her spirit so dim as to be almost imperceptible. She'd been imprisoned for far too long for her to break free of her bonds so easily, trapped within her own mind.
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