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 Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 3:41 pm
"I have managed to keep most of my powers from my other positions. Keep in mind these are merely demonstrations, I know how to keep my own in combat." ::And with that the fun begins. She teleports around the room, something so simple and easy. Then she encases herself in the glowing white aura, this she has linger just a little longer then necessary.:: "Those are the ones that can be shown, without weapons and people of course. I am a Punisher and Judge, I hold two positions, the first time ever in the history of the angels. I am a warrior and I can hold my own in a fight. I am an angel and where I come from, we are the best." ::looking quite defiant for him to tell her otherwise.::
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 3:54 pm
::Lucifer actually managed a yawn. And seemed more interested in his Halo than in her powers. He didnt respond vocally, but as she stopped there was a look on his face, a look of dull, as if he was about to yawn again. She said she needed weapons.
With another flick of his wrist there was a dry clank as her weapons...all of them, landed on the ground in front of her feet. A second flick of his wrist and a gust of flame brought a poor pathetic soul into being not 5ft away from her. It was just a boy about 14 years old, and he looked very tired. Infact he was directly from Sloth's level. The boy had been asleep from the last 48 years. His frail entropized form held a katana, and chains still bound him to the floor so he couldnt run.
In a second gust of flame Lucifer manifested a small red crystalline goblet and sipped deeply from it before speaking again. His voice dull as he repeated himself from seconds ago.::
So show me, what makes you so special?
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We share the same father, Nathaniel.
::Wrath said, standing still as Nathaniel charged into battle, his cries lost in the waves of matching cries. Such was the way of Wrath, he built this place to let out his undending fury. Demons and mortals meant to attack him, and each other, so that he can be locked in one large combat and flush away all other things...Nathaniel just stole that from him. Now it was Nathaniels to bear, all the demons raging on him. And raging on him alone.
Were they shredded? Yes. Did they scream and die? Yes. But their ragged torn bodies rose and attacked yet again...it wasnt meant to end...ever.::
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 4:07 pm
Nathaniel roared out with the joy, with the constant pain and rage he felt at that exact moment. This was bliss, pure, unadulterated bliss. The constant slaughter, the splattering of blood and the high pitched screams of the seconds dead." Let me rip, let me tear, come to me, my sheep, and LET ME KILL!!!" He roared in excstacy, blade and body melding into one constantly whirling form, becoming an angel of dispair, of pain and sacrifice, all in one moment of letting it all go. It was glorious.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 12:23 pm
::She looked at this simple, young boy who looked like an innocent child woken up in the middle of the night. But Keelan knew different; even young children can commit the most abombinable crimes. She looks at him and it takes less than a second to know his crimes. While Keelan does this, Veronica takes over----completely. Keelan's eyes go the familiar dazzling ruby red but the silver streaks in her hair also go a deep blood red, her skin darken to a lush tan, a mark appears over her right eye looking like a blood red jagged scar and her build becomes just a little more muscular. She then leans over and picks up Mindripper, her obsidian longbow. It is in fact made of purely obsidian stone, but in her hands it is as flexible as a wooden one made of the youngest and supplest tree. She also picks up her two daggers, Eurydice (Justice) and Cleisthenes (Glory-Strength). All of these she picked up as if they were the most precious things in the word, and caressed them in the same way lovers caress each other. And as she was fitting the daggers on her hips a voice was heard,:: He is guilty, Death will have another. ::Veronica's lips never moved, except now in a slight smile as she looked at the boy again. The white aura that had settled to a sheen on her skin now changed to what looked like blood drops hanging off her skin, a red mist surrounded her as she sized up this seemingly helpless opponent. Where possible she loved to take her time so she could relish the end as much as possible. But first order of business, blood needed to flow (other than her own of course). At this the enveloping red mist seems to get thicker, to the point of concealing her and then is thins out and flies at the boy, Veronica nowhere to be seen. The mist flies around and lashes out at the boy, leaving paperthing cuts that start dripping blood,:: Yessssss. More, I want more. As the blood trickled down, it disappeared, almost as if someone were taking it from him. After making a few circles around him, Veronica reformed about 10 feet from him. Her eyes glowing brightly and a look of bloodlust on her face, this is why she rode the waves and why Keelan would never be able to get rid of her. Ultimate power and destruction were everything.::
::Meanwhile bouncing around Lucifer's hand, three minds shuddered at what was happening. Michael always hated watching Veronica kill, she took too much joy in it. Anthony was wondering what Keelan was going through, no doubt riding the waves of emotion Veronica was feeling. Cheryl just watched in complete shock, her fragile, innocent mind unable to grasp fully what she was seeing.:: You know we are probably never going to get out of here, especially with this show. If he doesn't kill her, he is probably going to keep Veronica out permanently. We don't know that. I don't know if I prefer the woman or this one, I can't see his motives in this. He looks bored so why is he humoring us? How should I know. I told you we should have tied Veronica down a long time ago; if we had done that we would still be in Heavan. But no, Keelan wanted to feel and you had to take her precious side. You two make me sick. You also wanted to tie Keelan down because you viewed her as a weakness. If I ever find a way to make you disappear or die, believe me Michael I will do it. ::This last statement said with such venom, which is so unlike Anthony, that Michael for once in his existance shut up without a retort.::
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 1:40 pm
::And no one stopped him. Well many tried to stop him, layer on layers of people tried their damndest to destroy Nathaniel, but they were destined to fall. This was survival of the fittest, surviving because he was stronger, because he had more power. And infact he did. And it showed, countless bodies falling by his wayside showed his power...but for every body that fell...thousands more rose up around him to continue the bloody war. And as those fell, the original fallen rose, their bodies held together by shards of cloth and chain. No forms looked human any longer, even the mortals were warped and distorted beyond recognition. They were meant to be slaughtered, fuel for the rage, Boundless rage...anger...Wrath.
Wrath stood and watched, for the first time in countless years the army had its back to him. They attacked Nathaniel, for a moment he was left alone to his thoughts, he was left to calm down...and he was beginning too.::
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::That....transformation. That moment in which Keelan had changed...Lucifer had been present for countless transformations. Beasts into men. Innocents into guilty. Angels into Demons....but this transformation was wholly different. Keeland didnt change forms, she changed selves and forms. This shift caught his eye, and he stood up. His arms folded gently across his chest as she took small sip of his red wine, his eye was slightly cocked. This...soul shift...he had to see more.
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The child, innocent as could be stood waiting. He was sure this was just another horrid nightmare. When the woman changed forms, he was caught a bit back, fear coursed through him as he realized...this wasnt a dream. She red the boys crimes, and what she saw was a list of nothing...not that he was innocent, he was guilty of inaction. When people needed him, he didnt move, when he could have helped he didnt, when he had the opportunity...he let it slide. He lived as if he was asleep, now in death he was let to sleep, except for this exact moment, in this moment...he was let to live again...to live another dream, a nightmare.
The red mist, just the very look on the womans eyes was enough to quite literally make the boy crap his pants. He dropped his weapons and did his best to retreat into a ball. His arms wrapped around his legs, his head tried to bury itself in his knees. He kicked off the floor, and thrashed his arms about screaming, in pain at wounds that hadnt even come yet. He had never been very active, but he was very actively panicking right now.
Then came her attacks, he screamed as if each was a mortal wound. Really they werent, but he didnt know that. He cried teary shrieks of agony, and wrapped around himself, begging....praying...that it would end.
And then it did. As Veronica came back into being, Lucifer had taken quite an interest in the show. He had stepped forward, and was tapping his finger against his chin. He watched her seeth, and a smirk rose on his face as he spoke. He knew this wasnt the same woman that was bound to that bed. Not physically, not at all. She reminded him so very much of Wrath, his dear brother.::
You...
::He said, extending a finger toward Veronica.::
...What is your name?
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::In Lucifer fist, were the 3 shards of Micheal, Anthony, and Cheryl, and he could hear them bickering, and honestly it was quite annoying. Like a fly buzzing in the corner of his head, a fly he simply couldnt properly swat. His flench twisted, squeezing the 3 shards against eachother making a slight grinding sound.
While his outside, his body, didnt change, a loud voice boomed across the soul scape where the 3 spirit shards spoke. As loud as it was, it was indeed calm, and even friendly.::
Hi! My names Lucifer, I'll be your captor for all of eternity. Now, if you would please be very very quiet, I'll do my best not to expirement with fusing you into on little soul, and giving you to Envy as a play-thing.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 3:55 pm
He ripped his way across the field of battle, feeling wounds cutting into his skin but ignoring them entirely as he let loose his rage, his vengance. Let them come, let them all come, none would stand for long, this he knew, and he let loose his power. Harbinger reacted accordingly, but unexpectadely. The serrated blade glowed brightly, blindingly, and seemed to screech as it was swung, Nathaniel slowly being enveloped by that same light, starting at his head and sliding down to his feet. It slowly faded from his body, armor taking place of the light. He wore no helmet, but his armor resembled samurai style armor with huge kite shields on his shoulders, completely and utterly black, all but for what looked like stars on the armor, constantly moving as if he were a tv with a video of the universe running. It was beautiful and somehow disorienting, as it was hard to pin point his exact location, or that of Harbinger, which had done the same thing as his armor.
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 3:28 pm
::Veronica stops. She straightens up and looks at this man in the suit.:: My name... ::she licks her lips, almost as if she could taste the blood that was taken from the boy.:: ...is Veronica the Deathbringer.
::All three were a little shocked by this man, but Michael recovered first and Anthony could feel the glare that was coming from him. But all three did obey the man's wish and stayed silent.::
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 3:46 pm
::Hack, slash, a little more hack, a little more slash. A bit of slaughter, you know, out of control, crazy...rawr. Nathaniels armor and weapon transformation did catch the hordes of Wrath a bit off gaurd, for a moment they were reminded of their more....noble beginnings...but...this only increased the fervor for slaughter and death.
And Wrath, had reduced himself to rather deep contemplation near the elevator door.::
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Veronica...charmed, I'm sure.
::Lucifer said with a slip of his tongue across his lips. He could taste it too, not really, but yet still the feeling was there. He took a quick sip of his wine and stepped forward yet again.::
And before, who was that?
:: Of course, mentioning the persona which preceeded her. He didnt know its name, and really it wasnt the name that interested him anymore than her history, or her power to kill...it was...something else. But he couldnt quite place his finger on it. Yet still he swirled his finger a bit while pointing at her, sort of symboling that there was a sort of...rolling change there.
He gently set the 3 tiny shards down and made his steps toward her. The 3 glowed beautifully. But they no longer had his interest.::
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 4:24 pm
Her? ::This said with complete disgust.:: That was Keelan, but trust me, she's not important. ::Veronica was going to use this situation to her upmost advantage. This obviously powerful person was interested in her and she wasn't about to let him go without getting something good from it.:: If you're needing something, ::walking a few steps to him and suggestively caressing Cleisthenes:: I will be more than happy to oblige.
::A collective groan came from Michael and Anthony.:: Oh yeah, she is soo going to get us killed. Next time I want to tie someone down, you better let me; because if you don't I'm going to remind you of this situation right here. Michael....just....shut....up.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 7:55 am
Punishers_Hand_Maiden Her? ::This said with complete disgust.:: That was Keelan, but trust me, she's not important. ::Veronica was going to use this situation to her upmost advantage. This obviously powerful person was interested in her and she wasn't about to let him go without getting something good from it.:: If you're needing something, ::walking a few steps to him and suggestively caressing Cleisthenes:: I will be more than happy to oblige. ::Lucifer said with a cocked eyebrow. He loved being stroked, especially when it was a woman, and even more-so when she was stroking his ego. He stepped forward, taking another sip of his wine before setting down on teh table beside the 3 glowing shards. His voice slipped from boredom to...interest...of a different sort. His silver forked tongue slipped out for a bit rolling across his pale lips, lapping up a bit of wine that had missed its mark.:: ...Hmmm...I think I can conjur a few...needs.::He said with a slight smirk.:: -- ::What Lucifer missed was the slight creak as his bedroom door crept open behind him. A set of tiny hands reached around the door and gently pushed it open just enough for the creatures tiny frame to fit through. No "creature" was far too harsh for this being. It stood only about 3ft tall, and had short and curly, bright blonde hair. Funnily enough, it was dressed exactly like a catholic school child of about 6 or 7 years old. The look was even completed by the halo yet still floating above its head, and behind his back were two tiny wings looking barely able to hold its wieght, and yet the wings fluttered letting him glide silently forward. He looked something like what you might imagine a cherub to look like. He was small, the very definition of cheek pinching cuteness, and a bit of a glow surrounded him. And he seemed to be trying to keep the thngs in his pockets from falling out and alerting anyone of his presence. Fluttering as carefully, and silently as could he, he made his way to where Cheryl, Micheal, and Anthony, were sitting. Lucifer, completely unaware.:: -- I know....::Said Lucifer, with a grin on his face that simply meant he was up to purely no good, at all. His right hand gently glided forward as if he was going to reach for Veronica, but instead pointed straight past her at the boy in chains she had attacked earlier.:: ...Finish him.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 12:07 pm
" Your turn." Nathaniel said suddenly before making a break for it, headed right at Wrath, not even bothering with the hordes anymore. He wanted their attention, surely, but he wanted out for atleast amoment. Yes....this place would need to be fixed if he were to rule.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 11:02 pm
::The hordes of course followed, their angry hands reaching for Nathaniels arms, legs, hair, any bits of him that were enough to grab onto. They didnt intend on letting go without a fight.
Wrath, on much the contrary, did not move in the slightest. He seemed so into his very own world inside his deeply contemplative head, that he didnt even but barely breathe. Only the sound of his armor grinding even showed that he was breathing at all.
He simply sat, arms folded across his chest, and thought...and thought...and thought....the question for the day being...."Why?"::
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 12:40 pm
" No we're not doing that." Nathaniel said, darting away and diving into Hells Elevator, tossing little bits of metal on the ground back at the people trying to catch them." Back, Back you monsters!!" He yelled, laughing some.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 12:59 pm
Ohhhh, s**t. ANTHONY!!! Evil child alert!! ::and one of the small balls start bouncing off the table.:: NOO! Help ::One of the two still balls emits small white webs from it, launching them at Keelan. The last ball starts rolling off of the table, away from the winged creature.::
If that will please you, ::smiling provocatively and turning around to face the child.:: Now...child. Your crime is inaction, which believe me it is a crime. And for that... ::Raising Mind Ripper ever so slowly until it was level with the boys forhead.:: ...your punishment. ::The blood red film coalesced onto the bow.:: Mmmmm....yesssss. Finish....it. ::Veronica's hands pulled ever so gently upon the weapon, no arrow knocked but the red blood seeped over the bow and solidified into one. She then let go and the bow released a bloodlusty roar. The arrow fired into the boys neck and split in the middle to come out either side of his neck, decapitating him. The arrow then merged back together and returned to the bow with an orgasmic scream. Veroncia stood their, relishing in the blood spatter, licking just the tiniest bit off of her lips...just for a taste.::
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 2:21 pm
Seth had appeared on apart of the boat in the Pirate's tunnel that was still above water. He blinked a few times before getting up off his back and looking around. "Where Am I.." He asked himself as he looked around and saw water. "This sure isnt good.." He said before fulling standing up and jumping off the boat to get a better look under water.
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