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 Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 9:01 pm
Daiguren wondered back into he junkyard no even noticing the fight that was happening several yards away from him. He looked just like a human lost in thought, but the demon was truely lost in thought as to way after becoming so much stronger would something like Soulvar would come out of no where.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:28 pm
Duke glided down to land on the demons waiting arm ((Doing a little character control here. makes it easier... xd )) Duke told the demon,' Razu thinks the battle is over and he needs some herbs. Would you help me carry them down there?'
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:34 pm
{{np, thats ok}} Daiguren snapped out of his trans like walk, "Sure where do I need to go?" He turned and started toward the exit of the junkyard. Walking right past the two fighting once again but this time he noticed them.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:49 pm
Duke responded,' The graveyard....then the park...' The bird tried remembering where he had found the last need herb. With a sigh he commented,'Too bad there's not a forest around here.'
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 10:02 pm
"Meet me in the graveyard then." Daiguren vanished taking advantage of his speed. he moved thought the city not being seen by mortal or immortal alike.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 5:19 pm
Duke followed the demon quickly. There was no time to lose.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 12:11 pm
Wolf, once out of sight, sprinted towards his crude home in the Junkyard. His stance lowered and lowered until he was in his 'wolf-man' form on all fours, jacket and all, with one word at his lips.
"Hunger..."
It was both a spoken word and a thought. Wolf remembered something in a scenario like this, and he jumped onto an old car. After that, he jumped off the car onto some junk near an old crane, which he then proceeded to enter. The cab of the crane had several bodies in it. Wolf then devoured one until it was a bloody skeleton, then drank the marrow in the bones while he transformed to normal. He looked around, then at the bloody remains of the cracked bones. Wolf pushed them down the piles, thinking. I feel terrible, but these bodies are my little emergency food. I killed them a long time ago, when I was new to the city. I was so different back then, so...naive. Look at me now, swift like a native to this city. I am a native to this land, though. And... I love that knowledge, as if some hidden power is coursing through my veins... With that thought, Wolf looked at his hands. The dry, dirty, cut, and slightly bloody hands pushed another thought into his head. I need gloves.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 2:50 pm
Wolf took out his guitar, and sat in the crane, facing outwards. He started playing The Unforgiven II by Metallica, and sang. Reaper was behind the sudden deepening of the voice, and Wolf's uncanny abillity to change his normal voice alot.
Lay beside me, tell me what they've done
Speak the words I want to hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now but it's open if you're true
If you can understand the me, then I can understand the you
Lay beside me, under wicked sky
black of day, dark of night, we share this pair of lives
The door cracks open but there's no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun shining through.
No, there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven, too?
Wolf then played the solo, without missing a note. He had lots of time to play his guitar, and this was a time where it showed.
Come lay beside me, this won't hurt, I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay besides me but she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still, yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there!
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn to stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven, too?
Lay beside me, tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are your eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes, now I see it!
Wolf sang through the long lyric, putting his hands in the air as the guitar wasn't playing anything. He only slammed them down when the next note started.
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt, what I've known
So sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there? 'Cause I'm the one waits
The one who waits for you
What I've felt, What I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt oohh
What I've known
I take this key
And I bury it in you
Because you're unforgiven, too
Never free
Never me
'Cause you're unforgiven, too
Then, with the ending, Wolf perfected the "Ohhhhhhhh" at the end with true emotion. He had ended his song, and he looked up to see if anyone was there.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 9:22 am
Wolf sighed as he saw no one but the old junk and night sky. No one but the stars. He walked to his crude home, and his mood was even more dampened by the fact that it was Valentine's Day, he knew once he checked the dirty calender hung in the trailer. And he was alone. Again. Wolf sat in the old metal trailer, pondering his thoughts. Ohhh... I've been alone for Valentine's Day before, but this one hurts so. Considering I had the hopes for not...being...alone... He closed his eyes, head in his knees. Wolf couldn't bear the fact that the tears were going to come. No, don't let it get to you, The Black Wolf. You are alone in romance. Alone...again... A lone wolf always stays so, it seems...Why should someone in my youth have to worry about romance so badly? Wolf lifted his head, just to punch the wall of the metal trailer, with a large indent result. "OH GOD WHERE ARE YOU!? WHERE ARE YOU MY LOVE!?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 4:57 pm
Wolf looked back at his habitat. It stared the invisible face of unforgiving enviroment back. He decided that simply staying in his crude home would only result crying himself to sleep on the mattress of pain. I should be a poet. Wouldn't be taken seriously, though. Wolf got up, and walked to the park, hoping to calm his nerves. ((Exit:Central Park))
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 7:47 am
The Speed demon walked into the junkyard, his eyes glowing as he walked through the trash and junks. He sat down on a crushed car waiting for the lycan Ceon.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 1:49 pm
A glimmer of red light manifested itself from behind a pile of trashed cars, as well as the sound of wind being sucked into the source of the strange light. The light grew brighter at first, then darker and more malicious: A portal had opened from the depts of Hell.
The light grew darker and darker, until it was black, like the darkened souls that the Underworld had imprisoned inside it. The black colored energy that was once light, grew and grew, until the trashed cars were engulfed inside it. For a moment, the energy stopped growing, and screams could be heard from inside it, screams of countless souls being tortured and mutilated. Then a figure, a dark figure at that, stepped out of the darkness. He had a somewhat troubled look on his face. Once his figure was completely out of the Dark energy that was the portal, the blackened energy began to cave in within itself, and then completely disapeared, causing a quick rush of wind to spread throughout the area.
The figure was Shinigami, who was here on behalf of the one that himself and Daiguren served. He stood there for a second, taking in the scenery. He hadn't been here in quite a long time.
His body was covered in black hellish strands of material formed in hell, a sort of cloth, which covered his entire body save for his head and right shoulder. On that exposed shoulder, a tattooed symbol of demonic writing glowed with a darkness. Blackened angel wings stuck out of his back, which were large and sort of transparent, for in this world, only non humans could see them. A Katana hung from his side, but was not strapped on or anything. It appeared as if it was tied to his waist by invisible string. A sort of gask mask covered his mouth, and a tube that was connected to it, led to its source: his own chest. Semi long black hair covered his head, unkempt.
He said not one word, but looked around and sensed Daiguren was near. His shifted his weight, and began to walk forward, keeping an even stride. As he walked, shadow leaked from his body, almost like steam, sort of like a comets tail. He walked from behind the pile of trashed cars, and spotted Daiguren. His facial expression did not change, it was expressionless, almost bored looking. He walked forward towards daiguren at an even pace. He stopped a few feet away from the fellow demon, and looked at him for a moment, taking in his appearance.
"You have changed much, Daiguren." He said in a toneless, inhuman voice. The messanger from Hell had arrived, to carry out a few orders from below.
((New alternate character, to help make the plot interesting. Go look at the Demonic horde subforum for details.))
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 2:05 pm
Ceon finally got into the field filled with vast masses of garbage, but stood still when he saw the other character talking to Daiguren. What is with everyone and katanas now a days? This is ******** America... Ceon thought as he examined the demon.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 7:24 pm
Daiguren eyed the Demon approaching him, "You don't seemed to have changed at all Shinigami...What are you doing here?" He knew who this demon was and had known him for what seemed like forever. They were both cast out of heaven along with their master.
"Ceon give us a couple minutes...if not longer and don't get involved." Daiguren's eyes were red now, not wanting to seem hostile toward Shinigami. {{I love it!!!!! My characters has been at a lose for orders and what not for a while now it'll be fun..i hope. And this mean another demon is posting which is great because there's not really any of us..who were sent here the rest pretty much came to earth as a haven.}}
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