|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:27 pm
Implementing a new rule for the Metaplot!
If you interact with another character, put their name in BOLD. Or, you can put an "interacting with: ....." at the bottom of their post. Use it especially if your character hasn't interacted with this character in your previous post!
(Only need to do it once per name per post!)
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:39 pm
Fulmine did not understand Aeos at all. What had happened to the once kind, yet oddly cold (pun unintended) Constellation that was once so kind? He did not know, and he did not care.
The cold air hit him, surprising him, for he did not expect Aeos of all people to seem angered at him. Upon this icy shock, Fulmine began to brighten, letting his electricity surge through his body, his body emitting a heat of sorts. The air around him began to warm, however, it was not hot enough to melt the ice serpent heading towards him.
Fulmine pulled the bow close to his body, rolling out of the way and letting the arrow fly once upright again. His side was feeling awkward, as if a part of his skin had become affected by the sub-zero temperatures of the serpent. He had no time to check, however, the serpent might strike again at any time. He rose to his feet, aiming another arrow at Aeos, ready to fire.
Aeos was no longer someone worth protecting anymore, no, he was simply another threat to the other people around the area.
The arrow flew towards Aeos With lightning (again, no pun intended) speed...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:42 pm
This crowd was ridiculous. Hm. Somewhere else to go-- Noctis was suicidal to think he would even go near that crowd. Noctis jumped back, dressed in simple black underclothes as he gained some distance from that group. That Loki character--- How Noctis would have loved to crush him more if there weren't so many damn helpers. He leaped on a rooftop, scanning over the area. Ah-- Seir. Right there.
"YO SEIR." he cracked his knuckles, his small pistols aiming at the black clothed constellation. "Have I ever told you how much I wanted to smash that little pretty face of yours? Now that your little puppy Aeos isn't with you, this might be a perfect time. Don't you think?" Even as the question was asked, Noctis didnt wait. Instead, he immediately fired shots in Seir's direction, laughing as he did so.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:44 pm
"what the..."As realization struck her Suzette ducked and rolled way from Aeos attack. She gave a concerned look at Fulmine but shook it away quickly. Surely he could take care of himself.
What puzzled her right now was the white constellation girl. She looked up at Haveni "you dont look so good girl...are you ok?" she might not care for men but if a woman was injured or looking ill she was more than happy to lend a helping hand. Maybe she was intending to attack Aeos cause he had hurt her? Maybe this all was his fault? "What..what are those?" she whispered as the dark aura around her kept moving.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:23 pm
Aeos stood stiffly, allowing the serpent to crash beyond Fulmine, not bothering to think more of it now that it
had basically missed. However, he could tell what the thunder constellation was going to do and waved a hand.
Again, the water from the beach froze and lashed out in front of the icy male to shield him from the lightning attack.
From the searing heat of the electricity, the ice melted a little, but was inevitably drawn along the shape and
dispersed in the water--- if there were anyone close by and in the water, they’d be in for a surprise.
He panted softly and snapped his fingers, gaze pinned upon the Fulmine’s form. Ice spears flickered to life from
the air, and then Aeos waved a hand. The weapons shot towards the thunder constellation with sharp accuracy,
whistling a little as it cut through the air.
His gaze suddenly snapped towards Suzette. Aeos opened his mouth to automatically snap ‘stay away’, but
his mouth clicked shut. She could be cursed if she wanted to be, as long as no harm came to Haveni.
Seir watched the commotion with mild humor. He had seated himself on the roof of a building, mostly ignored
because he needn’t interfere. Though, he was mildly concerned that Aeos had thrown himself at Haveni, but what
could he say? Best leave minions room to make their own decisions.
His gaze flickered towards the form of Noctis as the gunslinger leapt from roof to roof and finally in front of him.
Having watched the male get trigger-happy down below, Seir picked himself, shifting his weight from foot to foot as
he cocked his head towards the other constellation. A smile formed on his lips, dry amusement coiling around him
as Noctis spoke and shot bullets at him.
“Shooting at me, are you?” Seir leapt back to avoid the scattered bullets like an agile fox, though many of the
bullets sliced through his clothes and sliced through skin. Never did it actually bite too deep, however, if only
because the dark constellation did not dare allow them to. His smile twisted into a dark grin, fangs protruding mildly
from his lips before he took one step forward. He then disappeared.
And reappeared in front of Noctis, hand shooting out to grab the constellation’s collar. “I suppose I must instill the
reason you feared me so before back into you again.”
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:51 pm
Once Noctis had gone away Keanu looked away from Loki "Well guess you are gonna be ok so i wont keep bothering ya" how ever he sighed relieved to see he was safe, no w if he did not wanted Noel's help he'd have to take care of his wound alone.
"You ok No.." he stopped mid-sentence when he noticed a huge ice serpent appearing out of this air. "Well now that cant be good" his gaze followed the trajectory and saw it was directed to Fulmine "oh..well..now this is troublesome." he debated for a second whether to go and help him or not and after a while he sighed desperate, his good willed nature had won. "I better go and go help your brother Noel....you can take of yourself right?" he gave him a soft smile and then ran toward Fulmine.
Once he was close enough Keanu snapped his fingers creating whips made out from the water in the air. with a flick of his hand the whips went straight at the ice spears. stopping and breaking them to pieces. "That wasn't so nice of you ..."he said while looking at Aeos, the whips were floating around himself and Fulmine. He looked up at him giving him a small respectful nod.
*editted abit xP*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 10:26 pm
Seir had always been far too amused for his own good. That was on of the qualities Seir had.. and a flaw that had irritated the hell out of Noctis. He stared at Seir's smiling expression with distaste.
"Hell yeah, I'm shooting at you Seir." Noctis feared Seir's wrath. But he also admired Seir. In his normal state, he never would have considered attacking Seir. Any fool or idiot knew not to. But apparently, Noctis's stupidity had no bounds in this cursed state. His head turned immediately behind him as Seir disappeared, expecting the other to use the classic move of appearing behind the shoulder.
But when was Seir classic? Never. Noctis tried to step back as soon as he saw Seir in front of him but he wasn't fast enough.
"You suppose? Dude-- Your arrogance cant even fit in a waterfall." As Seir held a tight grip on Noctis's collar, Noctis's gun was aimed to the side of Seir's forehead. "You wanna try, go right ahead. If you can..!" He challenged, his finger right about to pull the trigger.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 10:58 pm
The battles nearby seemed to fade from Rylia's mind at the time as she stood near Azra'iel, Kiru behind her. She had followed him of course through sheer curiosity, wondering if he was going to do something. She had wondered if he was going to talk to Haveni again..if he could. But if he did or had gotten that far, she would be nearby to listen..and learn. A strange feeling came over her when the light constellation placed one of his hands on her head. It was strange and...new to her, as if the feeling that she stood by herself had disappeared momentarily. she shook her head. Now wasn't the time to ponder on such thoughts, especially as they were so close to the battlefield. It was then that she had turned to Ramial before hearing a new angry voice nearby. She paid no attention to this new voice as she stood in front of the mud-covered twilef.
From the corner of her eye she could see Azra'iel standing in front of them per se, making strange movements. Before she knew it she could see energy...light energy. Energy far and the exact opposite of her own, but despite that, she couldn't help but stare at the swords from the corner of her eye in their glory. It was strange because she could feel the presence of that energy. It felt powerful. But as much as she probably wanted to keep staring, her min drifted back to the twilef curled up on the ground. She had kneeled down to touch and grab his hands in an attempt to get him to stand, watching as he jerked at her touch before his eyes seemed to fall on her. She blinked, confused by this action but then just reached for his hands again, this time the male twilef reaching back.
Slowly, she pushed herself up, helping him up at the same time. He seemed rather shaky on his feet however and wondered if he had been better on the ground. No. He was shaking there too. Grinning she was about to grab his hand and try to help him stand, but before she could even reach for this twilef, he had stumbled right into her because of the phyri that was questioning Azra'iel she figured. It was kind of sudden after all. She had glanced at them before hearing the twilef finally speak, but not to her. He was still leaning on her as he did so, wondering if he felt comfortable doing so. Strange. But before she could even say something about it, he pulled himself off of her, seemingly stumbling again, but not falling or running into someone this time around! What came next however, surprised her.
"Sorry...um, thanks for helping me up"
He had thanked her. Something she didn't hear very often. Frozen to take this in, she came out of that state about to thank him for thanking her, but noticing he was looking around, walking over towards the twilef.
"It's...okay." she said as she then placed her hand right over the moon shaped pendant on her necklace that was laying on her chest.
"Rylia. Is my name." she said simply as Kiru stayed near her, watching as events and the battles around them continued.
(( Response to: Azra'el [Kia] | Ramial [Kia] ))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 10:58 pm
THIS WAY...
What was calling her like this? Her chain was ringing in her ear, and the voice spoke with that sound: but it wasn't only that. The flickering shape that flashed and darted in front of her was more than just a wayward noise. It had a form that she couldn't decipher, save for pointed ears and rolling, racing legs. It was darker than that which she ran through, though it's eyes burned with sweet fire...
Fire. Sankke moved faster, though and away from the Inn; quelling the flames she had given birth to as she went. The fire was part of the entire problem. She had been lost in it, just now, and it was not the first time that such a thing had happened. Her abilities were strong, but her ability over those abilities were weak. The fires she beloved often reigned over her - reaching through the doorway of her lantern. She did see buildings burning, life alight when they rushed through her fingers, her lips, her eyes. She heard the roar of fire all too frequently in her ears, even spoke its language on her tongue. And she needed to learn to stop... Who wielded whom?
CONTROL YOURSELF.
The voice ahead of her hissed.
HERE, HERE. DON'T THINK. MOVE!
Sankke did - straight into the most unusual gathering that the Twilif had ever seen. Her movements were impulsive, all thought relegated to the secondary. The cat-like spirit that danced before her eyes had disappeared, although her chain clanged louder than ever.
Sankke found the body of Nashara on the ground within moments, and leapt upon it: over it, and in front of her as she rose, in a stance that warned that her only defense was an offense. This was the thick of the Lost Village group, with their same drama, it seemed. Priyal had become more tainted than she might have thought - and the fault... Sankke warred those thoughts away. She turned that same, indifferent stare at everyone around her, with their chosen sides - until now, she had thought that their choosings were foolish. Her hand tightened around her lantern as she exhaled. Fangs of fire licked the air from her tongue.
If only he had known what he was running into. Fur singed and coughing something thick and painful, Meowth ran pell-mell towards the safety of water and the beach. He called out in angst for the last voice he had heard before becoming lost in the pyre of burning wood and unstable floors. He had to be out here, somewhere. He just had to be!
Mostly because the phyri had no tolerance for being alone.
"Ramiel! Ramiel - you out here?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 11:25 pm
Seir’s gaze slid towards the gun briefly, just to watch as Noctis pressed the barrel of the gun to the side of his
head. A short amused laugh slipped past his lips at the bold move, bright eyes flashing as he peered at Noctis.
The person Seir was didn’t fear death or any threat Noctis or anyone else may have posed. He clenched his fist
tighter into the other constellation’s collar and nearly lifted the man off his feet. There were definite reasons why
Noctis followed Seir, and it wasn’t just because it was purely for fun.
Oh, certainly not.
The dark constellation lifted his free hand, clawed digits wanting to tear off flesh that it hadn’t been able to with
Nashara. However, Seir decided to clench his fingers against his palm so it formed a fist instead and swung
against Noctis’ face. He didn’t want to damage any of his toys, not too thoroughly anyway.
“Wake up, daring, little fool, or I won’t hesitate to drive you lower than the sand beneath the ocean water. I assure
you, you won’t be able to swim up.”
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 12:41 am
Ouch. Seir's grip hurt. But pain wasn't a large factor in Noctis's mind due to the power of the curse. But before he could shoot, his head was thrown to the side by the severe force of Seir's punch. Since when did the cloaked man punch? Nice to know he could get physical when he wanted to. His guns disappeared, leaving his hand free to touch his swelling cheek. Noctis was knocked to the roof by the sheer force of the harsh punch, one eye wincing, the eye was nearly hit by Seir's dark fist.
"There's nothing to wake up to Seir." He replied back with the arrogance the size of a cliff, red and yellow eyes staring down at Seir as he tipped his head up. His mouth was set in a smile, blood stained one cheek from his previous injury. "You drag me into the ocean and I wont be letting go of you." His voice matched Seir's tone, white teeth flashing with delight.
"Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much Seir? You might want to learn to shut up." Noctis advised, standing up to stand face-to-face with Seir. With that message, his gun formed in his hand, his hand clutched the cold metal, intending to whack Seir straight back.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 6:53 am
Words were gone now. All that was left were the actions around her. Violence.
Her eyes once lustrous with life and soft gentleness were now wrathful, cold, and bitter; hollow. Her feet carried her past Aeos, towards the town. A stray man had crossed her path, and even though her own arms did not move, the black murk around her moved on its own, wrapping around his throat. Horrified screams came from the poor victim, who fell to the ground, clutching at his body, but then he simply lay there, as if sick or dying.
It happened, sometimes. People either went berserk with their own turmoil, or fell ill because of the touch of spirits. Possession sickness. The man groaned as she stepped over him, muttering about horrible visions and pain inside.
Ice and lightning were in the air. The violence that followed with it piqued her interest. She glanced back, noticing the lightning which emanated from Fulmine. Her eyes bore into the figure. No sooner had she kept her gaze upon him, then the lightning he produced himself begin to disobey it's master, pressing in on him.
Her gaze turned to Keanu. Again, the same element he had used turned on him as well, the whips of water shaking in midair before lashing at their master.
If it exists, I shall manipulate it...
And then, the black aura swirled around her like a great cataclysm, howling mournfully as it grew bigger and bigger. Debris from buildings and everyday town-life began to shiver in their places, before raising from the ground and joining in with the swirling darkness.
All she could see in her mind was the last light disappearing as she was locked in her tomb, so long ago. The last words she had repeated over and over now repeated inside her mind, and mumbled out on her breath. "I'll curse you..I'll curse you all, for what you've done..."
The woman's tangible wrath deluged itself among the people before her. It threw them to the ground, or seemed to even bite at some, causing injury. Some others were not so lucky, though.
One of the dark tendrils had submerged directly into Keanu's chest, and did not come out the otherside. He too had been cursed. And another began to swirl in the air towards Sankke, before enfolding the young one in its spite.
She wanted them to feel the same pain she felt. Suffer, like she did the day she was killed. Feel how horrible it was to be invaded by dead spirits, though they would not stay within their bodies. Take my pain, take my resentment. Die with it.
The ominous vortex swirled around her violently, joined by the debris she had willed part from the ground or buildings. She stood still, however, her hands loosely at her sides. Her head was partially bent as if looking towards the ground. Only her hair whipped about her from the wind she caused around herself.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 6:55 am
Jadecrystal stood and watched the fight.
More now than ever, the sides were both wrong and yet, they were both right...
"Just elaborate, since I need to work with somebody," Jadecrystal said coolly, a touch of killing intent covering the space around her.
(What that basically means that Jade needs to choose a side. Which she won't until she's Cursed.)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 7:58 am
“Ah, drag me down with, and you’d be the only one drowning,” Seir sent right back. He lifted the arm he’d grabbed Noctis
with and allowed other constellation’s gun to slam into the bone there. It might have cracked, and the pain was alarming.
Noctis’ strength had increased, as expected with those cursed. It was almost enough to make Seir grimace from the pain.
Almost, but the dark constellation had felt worse when he’d been Aeos’ guard instead of the other way around. The thief
merely smiled, albeit less arrogantly, and regarded the cursed-gunslinger in front of him.
Almost immediately, his mouth curved into a grin that was dark and tainted with enjoyment of the chaos he had placed
into Priyal; that pleasure hadn’t ebbed yet. He stepped forwards, allowing the injured arm to stay still by his side—not yet
useless, but Seir preferred not to overtax it. Water swirled dangerously around him, wild and seeming ready to spring at
Noctis at any moment. Seir couldn’t tell if he was angry or not, but there was nothing more keeping him from beating the
living daylights out of the gunslinger in front of him. “I may speak much, but nothing I have said was any less than truth.”
Seir advanced. Brats had to be taught lessons, after all.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 8:21 am
Ah... what the hell. What could be done? She was a swirling vortex of black, consuming everything around her. The very city seemed to contort to match her power. Breathing in a sigh, Loki took several long strides, ignoring the urge to limp as he came upon Haveni.
The wind was terrible, and sudden; it enveloped her and seemed to want to lash out at whatever it could, grab anything and suck it in. He dug his heels into the ground, but it provided little leverage. He could already feel his body begin to be sucked in toward her.
It was too late. Too late to seek anybody out to help, too late to think of a plan, too late to play along. He felt he remembered a feeling like this; playing the wannabe-hero. But this time, it would likely end only in his ruin.
Leaping forward with as much strength as he could muster, Loki attempted to tackle Haveni to the ground, although he doubted how successful he would be. All he could do was try. Could she be subdued?
"Your name is Haveni!" he cried, gasping at the contact with the very air around her. "Haveni, isn't it?! HAVENI!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
