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 Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 9:40 pm
He'de find a resistance. It wasn't a 'abscences of light trick'. He had sealed a soul into the spell, it was a living thing, simply disolving it would be like trying to chew through rocks with 2 teeth.
It would resist his magicks every step of the way.
"Happened to be in the area? Taking a beautiful stroll along the dark, dank place such as this? that's the biggest pile of s**t i've ever heard girl, work on your lies"
He said smiling slightly. He kept facing the male elf, but he had locks on thier energies and bodies. And his energy was beginning to mass in himself, he was pulling in all the energy he could in these short moments before all hell broke loose.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 9:57 pm
"Believe what you want, I owe you no justification."
She could feel the energy growing inside him, and it didn't bode well with her. She had been calling forth her own energies, and the air about them seemed to become more dense as it became thick with energy. It was if you could reach out and touch it. But as she filled the air within her barrier with that energy, if anyone she didn't allow, tried to draw on it, they'd get a nasty surprise.
The energy, she called forth swirled the thickest around herself and her allies. Shin wouldn't draw on it, but Kain might, her preferred elements would be to his tastes.
As she collected herself, waiting for Saiko's release, she pondered about the strange sensation that the darkness left her feeling... slowly piecing together that it was infused with a soul.===== Shin already had his energies collected, he hadn't just shown up so his preperations were finished. He too seemed intent on the building power around Saiko, he switches his grip on his sword, holding it tip to the earth, hilt high above his head and held in both hands...
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 7:51 pm
The scent of souls! Well...this was something Kain could work with. This ol' Devil was no fool when it came to Death, a bringer and dominator OF.
Necromancy was a hobby. Dealing with the spirits of the Dead was an acute interest for Kain. The energy he had built up, he stored into his hands and lurched for the creeping Black mist. His hands would sink into it and grab hold as if yanking on a cotton sheet, tearing with his supernatural/racial strength.
Not knowing the extent of Saiko's power, Kain may be left only ripping a small break into the darkness, causing a slight transparent property to the shadow. If not, the 'spell' would be broken up into shards, and disperse, from the extent of damage to the 'soul/s' that made up the light hungering cloud.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 7:43 pm
He was an ametuer to say the least, any one worth being called a necromancer knew that dominant souls weren't retarded. This spell, like all of saiko's, had a backlash.
As kain tore at the soul fabric of the darkness it englufed him entirely. The sky clearing completely as a darkness that was damn near solid engulfed the novice necromancer. He would hear a maddening symphony of pain, bones breaking blood hitting the floor, and a chorus would arise in the dark, the screams of pain, terror, death, all made by victims of saiko, the cacophony of deathly noises, the worst of which might be the agonized cries of children, would echo in his head as if it was in his head.
Almost giggling at the peril of the man he turned to the female of the group.
" Justification is not what I search for, you mistake my purpose, I had no intention of seeking justification from anyone, I'm here for fun"
He said quietly, though his grating voice seemed to carry.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:07 pm
"Sorry if I don't find you entertaining then."
Sierra, held baited breath as waited to see the outcome if Kain's plight. She eyed Shin and cringed inwardly, just a little.
:: Is that what I think it is?::
:: Yes... ::
::Y'know that's going to make Kain and I both rather unhappy as well--::
:: Will it have a critical effect on you? ::
:: No, but it will be bloody uncomfortable... I don't know about Kain. ::
:: Kain? ::
Sierra kept a close watch on Saiko. His voice really was annoying, she could feel a headache starting behind her eyes as it grated on her senses.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 8:17 pm
A Pillager, Butcher, and Sadist Crusader as a man, Kain, before he was 'Kain', was a man of steel and cloth. He warred against countries that didn't pay homage to his masters' Gods and so, he would 'make them an offer they couldn't refuse' which was mercilessly slaughter women and children in the streets, gutters overflowing with crimson. Then he would steal all of the crops, valuables, and weapons from the village before burning it to the ground.
He was a Harbinger of Suffering, Screams of torment were lullabies. As a Devil spawning from the very earth of the Hells themselves, he was reborn with eternal torment. These screams were just reminding one former 'Lord Janos Athas' of his glory days before he was damned to the night by the very gods he fought under.
He could at least be a little considerate and lower the volume a bit...
::Hmm...?::
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 1:30 pm
As most people know lullabies may be pretty and calming, but pain can cancel that. The cloud being a malignant being didn't much like his....appreciation for the usual torment, The darknesses energy clawed out, attacking kain. It would be like being cut but with no visible mark...phantom pain so to say.
Saiko slowly hefted his blade, resting the dull edge against his shoulder cracked his neck with the deep liquid snap of rotting cartilidge releasing gases formed from decay.
"You, I'de bet like many pretty women, have an ego, you are proud to be pretty and hate those that aren't, you are shallow, as all beautiful women are, What they never told you dear, is when I tear out your heart, it'll stop beating just the same as an ugly womans"
He started cackling gently as he took his first steps towards the woman.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 10:37 pm
Sierra kinda' made a funny face at Saiko as she listened to his words. They struck her as strange. Pretty?... Ego?... the hell? She was pretty, true. But pretty as any elf in her mind. She was one of the odd people who's never really realized that there's anything exceptional or special about their physical endowments. She was oblivious to the looks she would get as she'd walk into a room and steal everyones breath. Naive even to the lusty glances. Her appearance could be a powerful weapon, for indeed, her physical charms were superior and extremely exquisite, something that many a being would easily fall prey to, but she was so unaware of her effect on people, men and women alike.
"Look I don't know what you're on about, but you've got another thing coming if you think you can steal my heart with such crude verses."
She winks. She didn't have an ego, but she was terribly witty and always playful. It was how she stayed sane. Taking a light hearted approach and finding amusement to and in whatever she could, even if the reality of things were far darker and quite grim beneath the surface.
Like so many others, Her smile was a mask to be worn.
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:: Kain, are you okay? ::
She would inquire all the meanwhile that this outward conversation was going on.
:: Shin wants to release a seal comprised of blessed elven light. It may as well be holy as far as we're concerned. It's going to make things really uncomfortable, but will you be okay? You wouldn't be the target but that energy will still be present... ::
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:25 pm
Lightly, Madison turned in her induced sleep. Her mind countinued to dream where as the rest of her body knew it wasn't real. Occasionally, she could see in her fantasy that there were some glitches. But it was nothing noticable to her.
((Yes, that's right. Look at my epic posting. I'm hardcorez xd ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 9:39 pm
As it was, Kain was also a shadow magician. Dark Magic, Mental shielding from his Psychic capabilities and Necromancy...
The negative energy of the place intensified, implicating violence. Kain was on the defensive, especially when he received a stinging pain on his left bicep. His work was now quickened due to the increased circumstances of the situation. His Body emanated a putrefying 'aura' to the malevolence that now attacked him.
Seiko had him in this 'blind' place, but inside-out from the belly of the beast. Laced with his growing 'barrier' against the soul(less?) things, Kain's analytical mind was running off...
::Yeah, something else in here with me. Sierra, if that elf hits me with that blast I'll be very upset, I hope you understand that.::
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:29 pm
" you truly don't know? Phaw! your friends, not an ugly one among them, even the soon to be dead man in the shadows is by some odd human standard handsome, not for long though."
He said grinning.
" Aishur Dun Luft!"
His voice tinged, an odd resonance of bass as well as a wavy treble joining the noise, he smiled and moved towards Sierra, flames engulfed his arms but did not harm him, shifting colors slightly, blue, red, green, black, staying on black as he moved towards her, the soul energy focusing it's power on his intent, murder.
Holding his blade out it too caught flame, the metal seeming to waver in the heat he dashed forward, making a hard slash at the womans left side.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 11:34 pm
The sword would be met by her tail as he swung for her side. The metal encased appendage wrapping around the blade and binding it's movement. As the murderous flames crackled forth in a multitude of colours, Sierra's own flame would flare up in resonance, a brilliant molten gold that dazzled the eyes.
Any of this thing's flame that would dare to near her, would be met by the luminous resistance of the elven woman's fire, and would quickly be consumed. Negated before it could pose any threat to her pale flesh.
Her sword would slip free from it's sheath as her tail pulled the trapped weapon forward, keeping Saiko's arm in full extension. If he let go, he could maybe draw back in time... but chances were he'd get severely cut at least. Her intent however was to sever the arm. Her sword would move in a flash of gold and silver on a rising diagonal, [your right - left] and would lop off the limb just beneath the elbow joint. She was fast... but how quick were her opponents reflexes?
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:10 pm
She was fast, he was strong, bad person for him to fight very simply.
He wanted to taste the pain of that torn flesh, he wanted to rip through her body and watch the man pity her. His wants were stemmed by the flame.
((Kain has shown that he isn't quite craving the roleplaying scene lately so this is NOT a godmode, simply something so that The storyline fight might continue. rather than waiting. wink ))
The darkness around the male would flash brightly, and be gone, he would be gone along with it, to a place quite a distance away, far enough he could deal with the woman before having to deal with the other. But that was an automatic thing, he wasn't concentrating on where the man was, only her.
He drew back hard and fast, letting his sword stay with the cursed tail but using the momentum of pulling his arm back out of the path of that blade he ducked low and spun hard and low, letting his left leg straighten to bring his heel crashing into her ankle, one of the weaker joints in the body.
Some of the energy in his body made his leg light, the dark flame roiling over his leg from knee to toe like, it was almost oily in color and action, but it was flame none the less.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 1:26 pm
{due to a jackass named Dunlookatme i am now on this account. Please if i post with this character assume it involved, saiko, tenma, or soon to come mamoru.}
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 8:14 pm
CRACK...
A figure came out of the shadowed forest behind Saiko, bounding like a stag in full flight he jumped and brought his foot in a horizontal arc, the blade on the toe catching Saiko at the shoulder interrupting his attack on the young woman.
With a sickening pop he wrenched his foot out of Saiko's arm and landed facing between the woman and Saiko, waiting for Saiko to move at her.
And he did, Saiko made a dash at the woman, still in a blood lust, still enraged by the injustice he saw in her, still out of his mind with anger.
Moving forward again he leaned forward into a long arm punch, putting all his weight into the berserker's face, snapping as the hinges of Saiko's jaw snapped, and dragged to one side, giving him an almost comical expression.
Saiko, had new prey, enraged he spoke.
"Child, this is not your fight, this was not your day of death, this was NOT YOUR PLACE TO BECOME A HERO!"
Screaming the last bit into the others face, his voice slurred by the broken jaw, but the spiritual essance inside of Saiko making speech possible.
As if you punctuate the last word he swung hard, metal bits on the edges of his knuckles biting into the mans cheek as he was thrown a couple of yards back into a track, the dull thud knocking the air out of his lungs with a
whoosh
Getting up and gasping as his whole head throbbed with the impact he ducked low and dashed forward fast and hard, driving his shoulder into the larger persons gut, knocking them both back he push off, grabbing Saiko's right wrist and pulling back, slamming his heel into Saiko's shoulder.
Both grunted hard, Saiko forgetting the use of his other limbs as he attempted to wrench his arm away.
CRACK
With a sharp crack and a sickening tearing noise the arm tore loose, the already rotting flesh and cartalidge pulling away from brittle bone.
A scream of pain rent the air, as partially deteriorated blood coagulated in clumps on his shoulder, now empty.
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