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Somewhere along the way, she had changed out of her training clothes. Who knew what Makyo and Greed did while that occurred, because she surely did not. Alex was adorned in a grey peacoat, gold buttons aligned down the center into two rows and black leather boots and matching scarf. The coat was tied around the waist and hung neatly almost to her bare knees. Walking up to the area, hands relaxed and tucked into pockets, the angel strolled leisurely. Crispy fallen leaves drifted by, rustling up the sounds of autumn as they danced. Looking back at them both, she smiled cheerfully, taking in account that they were both dressed in dark colors, why shouldn't she? "So what do you guys want to do now? Are we people watching? Make jokes about their poor wardrobe choices? Are you guys gonna drink?" Alex was just bursting with questions.
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 5:56 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
 Feared
Exalted
Evil?  Alex had left to change, and needless to say that meant that Greed wasn't going to bother walking anymore. The rather human looking demon zipped towards the festival on his lightning bolt, this time taking a low to the ground approach and zigzagging effortlessly through the trees instead of his usual skyward method. He spotted Makyo and Alex, and curved towards them. It seemed as if he would crash right into them, however when he was about a meter from the group the bolt would dissipate from beneath his feet suddenly, and the air directly around him grew extremely heavy with static electricity. While this didn't affect anybody around him, it allowed the human looking diabolus to come to a complete and literally instantaneous stop, preventing him from crashing into his friends. As Greed's feet touched the ground, his eyes would shift first from Makyo, and then to Alex. "Well I might drink later. But not as much as last night. God no, not as much as last night. And i'm gonna learn how to shoot a gun. Or try at least. I mean, it can't be that hard right?" The diabolus said with a chuckle, remembering his drunken collisions from the previous night.
((Used: static cloud, lightning rider)) Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 6:20 pm
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He was actually rather curious to experience this as an actual civilian and not a guardian anymore. Thoughts raced through his head with worry and others with joyful thoughts. This was a new start for him. He should start making it count.
Bullets: 440
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 8:05 pm
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Lacquered nails tapped on the polished surface of the drink vendor, the man handed her a mug, steam rising from its cylinder. She turned, carefully easing it onto the high bar table. The seraph smiled sweetly but with a hint of trouble, eying her hot apple cider. "You can do it, Hotshot. Maybe just point your finger and pow. Shoot out lightning. Either way, I'm sure you will do great." Alex nodded, concurring with her own words. "And thanks, Makyo. Every now and then, it is nice to dress up." Her hand had risen above the mug, index finger rotating casually counterclockwise, dispelling the steam and heat some, enough that she could drink it without burning her tongue. Inside the liquid turned, a mini whirlpool that her element wrought. Alex turned her head, aurelian spheres taking in the other occupants, some merrily dancing and others standing around chatting just as they were, and then, there were a few stragglers that indeed looked lost. None of them held her attention for long, again gazing back to the both of them, taking a sip of her own drink. "Are you both going to do the contest? I think I will just watch."
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 8:34 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? as Alex mentioned using lightning in the competition, the demon's eyes grew thoughtful. He hadn't been purifying his ki lately, he was almost sure it had been at least a week. Of course, he had to check just to make sure. Arcs of lightning would jump up and down his arms and chest, though they were significantly smaller than usual. It had been a while since he had meditated... his ki was unpure, and he needed to re energize soon. "Can I... actually do that? That's not that bad of an idea. Jeez, and I always thought blonde meant dumb. Way too break the stereotype!" He said with a chuckle Before he looked around, his eyes roving over the large crowd of people. Suddenly, the humanized demon would shudder noticeably, letting out a tormented sigh. "Jeez lady, just cuz it zips, doesn't mean it fits..." He said as he quickly look away, the horrible image forever burned into his brain. As Alex and Makyo converesed, the demon took the time to enter a small bout of meditation. He focused on his core, the spot where all of his energy ran through eventually as it circulated through his body. Slowly, the bolts of lightning arcing up and down his body would begin to enlarge, until they were very noticeable. Then all at once they stopped. However, the demon's eyes remained closed for a few more moments. He wasn't finished meditating. He then focused on the composition of his entire body. He willed his energy to harden it and sure enough, the composition began to change. Though unnoticed by most, right now the demon would be able to take a barrage from a machine gun and probably keep moving forward. The demon's brown eyes snapped open as he finished meditating, and looked at Alex when she said she would watch. "Why don't you shoot? You actually have shooting skills." he said to her with a curiousity filled gaze. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 6:31 am
S H A D O W of the F O R E S Txx☩xxE X C A P T A I N XXＭａｋｙｏxxＮａｇａｒｅｂｏｓｈｉXXXXXXXXXX☩xxKRANILAxx☩xxMASTERxx☩XXXXXXXXXEVEN THOUGH I WALK THROUGHXXXXXXXXX▶ ██ █ THE VALLEY OF THE S H A D O W OF D E A T H↙↙ IxxW I L Lxx⇪↷xxF E A R N O E V I L XD R E A D N O U G H Txx✘xxS H A D O W K N I G H T S. B e r z e r k e r■Xs t r e n g t hX9X■Xs p e e dX3X■X2 6 5 0 / 2 6 5 0X■ █████████████████ ████████████ █████████████████ Nice to dress up, huh? That's something Makyo could never do, and the only time he did... It just wasn't a very good experience. He made sounded steps like drums towards one of the shooting range kiosks, put money on the table, and pointed his M4 forward. He took a deep breath, placed his right index finger on the trigger, his left index finger first clicked the safety switch to semi-auto then turned on the red dot scope and slowly grasped the hand guard area, he moved his right foot backwards against the ground with a small cloud of dirt arising, and shot just one single shot.
He hit the first moving target perfectly. It was a bullseye, even though his aim wasn't obviously as good as a gunslinger. While holding his aiming position, he said to them both "You two are just scared to go up against me, huh?" He taunted them with that as he shot one more target.
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 9:20 am
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Her wrist against the bar peaked in a clenched fist, knuckles straining against the sheath of fair flesh as she struggled to form a response. Of course she wasn't ignorant. Alex could feel her resentment melting away, the shroud of winter dissipating as new found patience came from the wreckage. Her fist unclenched, the tips of fingers grazing the table top as all her tension drained away. Just in time, too; she'd show them both. "Fine. I will shoot." It was true she was no gunslinger and while she still had Srin's Dread, it didn't feel right to use it, again. So she would show them. Removing the peacoat and folding it neatly to lay on the table. Her fingers spanned over the pleated plaid skirt that only covered a third of her thighs, her tunic a simple black long sleeve cashmere sweater, it was thin enough for the fall weather but thick enough to keep from a chill. The gold locket hung brightly against the ebony backdrop. Alex shot a sideways glance at Greed, a silent 'Don't say anything, so help me, God.'
Alex moved from the table, treading silently to the range to the other side of Makyo. While he held his rifle, butt braced against his body strongly, the Nephilim just stood there for a moment before placing down a few coin. Focus was drawn forward at the long off target, red rims aligned and narrowing to a single point. Alex braced herself, centering her core as her right leg pivoted back slightly, angling for leverage and balance. The dirt gritted against rubber soles, finding grip easily. The wind around them began to pick up, great gusts whirling with debris but it was slowly but surely using her as the eye. Alex breathed deep, eyes closing as she concentrated, finding something within that keeps faith alive.
White and blonde locks ruffled with the breezes, ebbing lightly around her mask of tranquility. Arms moved, rising to unite as one. Her right hand mimicked a gun, index and middle finger pointing at the target, a thumb raised high as the left hand braced. The whirlwinds began to coil in, rushing around her until it disappeared completely, the silence almost deafening in pursuit. Golden flares opened, narrowing and determined. Arcs and swirls weaved around both arms with such devotion that it could rival the sun's cosmic auras. Each ethereal ring drew closer to her hands until finally the build up of energy was too much, her arms on the verge of shaking. So Alex let it go, many would see nothing after that. That was until the target roared, paint and wood ripped apart completely in one single blast. The hole was about the size of golf ball from this distance, but it was dead center.
Alex turned to look at the two of them, smiling confidently. "Air Gun." With that, she stepped away from her slot and walked back to the table, taking a drink of her apple cider as if nothing just happened.
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 9:52 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? As the nephillim took off her peacoat, Greed would watch expectantly as he awaited for her to display some fine shooting skills. The demon felt the wind pick up around him, but this wasn't exactly a surprise to him. He knew that his friend had an affinity for wind, and she would probably utilize it in some way for the contest. As her technique reached full completion and the bullet of air struck home, the demon would stand and clap a couple of times. "Not bad blondie... Not bad. Alright then, i'm guessing it's my turn. But nobody make fun of me."The demon said this last part sarcastically as he took a spot next to Alex. For a moment the demon would stand there, dark brown eyes closed in concentration. arcs of lightning would begin making their way up his arms and abdomen, continuing to his chest and shoulders before the process repeated. He would then hold his palm out, several small balls of lightning flying from his hand. At first, the skill seemed rather pointless... literally all of the beams hit nothing. However, they all stopped high in the air, like a swarm of electrical and crackling fireflies. The bright crimson balls of electricity hissed and cracked in the air as the demon kept his hand open. He would allow the bolts to remain in the air for a moment before closing his outstretched palm fist. Instantly, literally every single beam arced downwards, each slamming itself into an individual target. Every bolt met it's mark, and all of the targets in the area now had a very small and neat hole singed through the middle of the bullseye. The demon surveyed the aftermath, looking for any mistakes he might have made. He found none, and stepped away from the range with a large smile. "Hellzone collision." he said simply with a shrug, like it was no big deal. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 12:50 pm
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◇Adept//Suel//Reaper◇
Theme song: With my blade I will kill ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆
Out of no where three black and red flaming needles flew past the three hitting there targets, expect for Greeds and Alex's they hit different ones, each one was a bullseye. Kain walked up behind them "seems like you all are having fun" he said to them.
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Energy: 1290/1350 *~Made by Chilling 2~*
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 6:51 pm
S H A D O W of the F O R E S Txx☩xxE X C A P T A I N XXＭａｋｙｏxxＮａｇａｒｅｂｏｓｈｉXXXXXXXXXX☩xxKRANILAxx☩xxMASTERxx☩XXXXXXXXXEVEN THOUGH I WALK THROUGHXXXXXXXXX▶ ██ █ THE VALLEY OF THE S H A D O W OF D E A T H↙↙ IxxW I L Lxx⇪↷xxF E A R N O E V I L XD R E A D N O U G H Txx✘xxS H A D O W K N I G H T S. B e r z e r k e r■Xs t r e n g t hX9X■Xs p e e dX3X■X2 6 5 0 / 2 6 5 0X■ █████████████████ ████████████ █████████████████ Makyo slide his M4 downwards after the two other younger ones shot their targets, and clicked his rifle back to safety mode with his left hand. His eyes were led first to Alex who seemed really determined and made an obvious body language answer to his taunt. Makyo had missed every single shot after the first one. He was actually very lucky to have hit a bullseye. Hell... He was a horrible shot. He preffered using a sword and for some reason, he lost Kora's dagger. The strange, uniformed man relaxed his arms downwards and pushed the rifle backwards slowly. Pulling the M4 closer to his back and keeping it safe.
He was quite impressed with the two. They were very good shots at least with their elements, but he had to consider that his gun actually has recoil and weight. He wasn't there to impress anyone either, he was just there to actually have some fun in his life. His face lightly tilted to Alex and then to Greed with a smile behind the mask. Their liveliness kinda stuck on him.
The sudden intrusion made by a stranger made Makyo stand quickly for battle, but then he remembered all the times he stood guard. There was always the showoff, there always had to be a showoff in every festival. His face seemed to move downwards and then to the seemingly new appearance before them. If anyone else had a stranger suddenly shot three fire needles at a game of their own, that would be considered a threat, but it's a festival, and these were the kinds of things Makyo was always vigilant about. His body lightly tilted sideways to the new stranger, moved a bit sidewards, and answered "It's considered a threat to shoot without warning or proper introduction." This didn't really get on Makyo's good side at all. Greed was a lively fellow, but at least he had the decency to introduce himself back and play like a true sportsman.
Bullets: 438/440
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 7:39 pm
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Alex watched Greed, seeing past the humanly illusion of his current form. Instead of the mundane chestnut locks, they were pitch but he still didn't have his tail. He looked unnatural, the charade a lie but still the angel said nothing, finishing off her small mug of cider and walking back over to in between of them. "Hotshot, that wasn't even any form of a gun." Of course it was in jest, her smile guaranteed so. Though, fiery needles flew, landing on targets and the aggressor behind of them. Alex quickly turned around, honeyed hues narrowing in utter annoyance. It seemed that even Makyo was disturbed by the flashy theatrics of the Reaper. She was not impressed at all. "What if one of those needles was knocked off course and you hit one of us? You think we'd have fun then, Kain, cause I don't. That was not 'cool'. If anything, it was foolish." She said his name with disdain. It didn't matter to her how old he was in comparison of age. Makyo had only awaken and Greed was quick to react, both of her companions were deadly in their own rights, and what Kain just did would set anyone on edge.
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 8:13 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? Greed shrugged slightly as Alex mentioned that he didn't shoot a gun, replying coyly. "Well.... you said a shooting contest. Not a gun firing contest." he said jokingly as his dark brown eyes met with her tawny gold gaze. The demon was beginning to sorely miss his tail... though when the needle shot inches past his head, the attack would literally startle the demon out of his humanized deception. Instantly, his tail would shoot out of his backside, and claws would regrow as his eyes took on their demonic red and natural color. The demon would spin on a heel to face the newcomer, lightning crackling up his arms instinctively as he prepared to retaliate. And then... it seemed as if the other two knew the man. The arcs would slowly dissipate, and the demon hoped nobody noticed how close he was to actually electrocuting Kusana's Captain. Jeez I need to ease up a little. That was almost pretty bad. I don't think anybody here would appreciate it if I char broiled their reaper. he thought to himself before speaking. "So... here's an idea. How about a ********' warning next time? You almost made me grill you alive dude." The demon said angrily, though he didn't raise his voice. It's not like he wanted to cause a scene. On the other hand, a certain silver haired lycan he spotted out of the corner of his eye looked rather... scheming. The demon's gaze would shift from the Reaper to the lycan near the bonfire as he watched in interest. He could see wind energy picking up around the lycan with his natural energy sight, but he couldn't really say for what reason...
((Carnage beginning in 3,2,1.)) Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 8:41 pm
▄▀▄▀▄▀ ◆~Kain Leingod~◆ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ◇Captain of Kranila◇
◇Adept//Suel//Reaper◇
Theme song: With my blade I will kill ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆
Kain and shrugged "I didn't shoot anything" he said "two of them were magically controlled I only threw one" he added. He watched as the Diablous revealed his traits. He laughed slightly "things have come full circle it seems" he said as it seemed comical. He bowed "I am Kain Leingod, Captain of Kranila and Reaper in the forest" he said in introduction.
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Energy: 1350/1350 *~Made by Chilling 2~*
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 9:27 pm
((Let the carnage begin.8D))
As activity at the fair picked up, the werewolf would munch idly on turkey and drink a beer or two, surveying the new people as they walked in. His forest green eyes would shift over to the group of people over by the shooting range, who all seemed to be fairly nice shots... though he bet he was way better than any of them. However, when the reaper shot a few flaming red hot needles past the trio, the lycan smiled. There were enough people in the fair for this to be inconspicuous. Focusing on a large ember, Dante would make the air rise around it and waft it towards the ammo crate. There was a very large Boom! followed by a spray of shrapnel and wood. Out of all of the wood, a rather large piece shot forward, hitting the diabolus literally square on in the nose. Greed, who's eyes were already focused on the werewolf, was the only person who had seen the true cause of the explosion... and he was pissed. "Oh, he done ******** up." He muttered under his breath. The demon would quickly pull both arms out of his red trimmed jet black jacket before folding it and holding it towards Alex. "Can you hold this? I don't want to get it dirty." The demon said, doing very well at controlling the shaking rage in his voice. His brows were furrowed in rage, and regardless of whether or not the Nephillim took his jacket or not, the bare chested demon would summon a bolt of lightning underneath his feet, zipping forward at an ungodly speed. s**t was about to get real.
Dante broke into a fit of laughter as he watched the plank nail Greed in the face, but he was quickly on the alert as the jet haired diabolus dashed towards him atop a bolt of electricity with murder in his eyes. Faster than was humanly possible, the lycan drew two guns from his jacket and began firing them at Greed. tink. tink. tink. tink. the sharp sound of metal rebounding on metal could be heard as each bullet met their mark, the bullets bouncing off of Greed's steel hard skin. A couple of the bullets even bounced off of the demon's forehead, not that it mattered really. The lycan's eyes widened, and he attempted to dodge... however, the demon was not letting this slide in the slightest. He would grasp the lycan's jacket before thrusting Dante in front of him as a sort of shield. The lightning bolt continued, and the duo smashed through a tree... then another tree... then another tree. After the third tree, the lycan realized he had to do something, and fast... being used as a woodcutting axe hurt like a b***h. Suddenly, his hands would wrap around greed's neck. The arms exploded in a mass of sinewy muscle and fur, transformed into the limbs of a werewolf, and he would pull left and right and downwards with all his might, attempting to steer the berserker off course.This tactic surprisingly worked, and the pair crashed into the ground, causing a mass of grass and dirt to fly everywhere before they rebounded twice off of the ground and both landed a about ten feet away from each other. Greed would stand up quickly and use lunge punch, moving so fast that there were literally after images of himself as he approached dante. Of course, the Werewolf was already at work in dodging this attack. In a flash of red clothes and silver hair, he teleported, reappearing right above the demon and kicking him in the side of the head as hard as he possibly could. The kick sent Greed staggering, however the demon's tail lashed out and gripped the lycan by the ankle.Dante's eyes widened as he felt himself pulled forward and over the demon's head, before being slammed face first against the ground. Greed released his ankle before jumping forward, attempting to assume a full mount position on Dante. Before he did this however, Dante slashed at his chest twice, rending open several large gashes in the demon's tanned chest. Greed succeeded in completing his mount however, his knees pressing against Dante's shoulders as he punched downwards with a clawed fist once... twice... three times... four times, but the lycan continued to struggle. <********. Pass. Out. Already!" Greed exclaimed angrily as he continued with his hail of downward strikes. Eventually, the demon got tired of this. He charged an insane amount of purified lightning energy into his hand before striking the lycan in the temple as hard as he could. Dante stopped struggling, though he remained breathing.
The lycan's face looked like raw hamburger meat at this point, but even unconscious his regeneration abilities were at work. You could see the bruises lightening and the swlling recede almost immediately after the onslaught of punches stopped. Greed would huff slightly, climbing off of the lycan as he shook his head, wincing at the damage the lycan had done to his chest. The lacerations were deep, and they hurt, even with hiis pain tolerance. Sitting down, Greed would begin meditating. He focused his energy towards his chest, focusing on making the wounds stitch themselves shut. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, the demon would feel a soothing feeling over his chest as the wound began to glue itself shut, and by the time he had finished meditating there wasn't even a scar. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the lycan had regained consciousness and was standing across from him, rubbing his head no doubt from the concussion that the berserker had given him. the diabolus saw no need to beat him up again... his anger was still there of course, but he figured he had proven his point well enough. Dante didn't retaliate either... not that he had even wanted to fight in the first place. He was just looking to have a small practical joke, but the joke had severely backfired on him. Rather, the lycan would wordlessly and simply vanish. Greed shook his head as he stood up, walking back towards the group. When he reached them his hand would extend towards Alex. "Do you still have my jacket?" he would ask simply, as if nothing had just occured.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 2:00 am
 Kumori would feel a little tug on his pants at his lower leg. A little girl was pulling to get his attention. " Hi mister. Do you want to play?" The little human girl asked him the stranger a question of join them.
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