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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 10:27 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? "Oh... how you're going to regret saying that." Greed would say quietly as ge closed the distance. Upon nearing his target he would jump into the air once more, his knee jutting upwards as a wave of bright red energy with bolts of black running through it, his speed increased dramatically as his tail lashed downwards, sending a wave of cutting black energy speeding relatively at the speed of a lightning strike at the djinn. And then for the coupe de grace. Once in nearly point blank range, a wave of flames would roll out from his body in all directions, the flames roaring threateningly around his body. He would hope his knee would hit the Djinn and this would be the end... and hope very hard. He was almost on empty here, but he had used most of his energy on a combination of the strongest dark energy skills he used, which were a known weakness of the Djinn, as well as the strongest technique he had in his arsenal. If this didn't work, Greed wasn't really sure if Anything He could do would work. (Used: Hell's ramparts, unstoppable push, Satan's whip) Theme song • Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 40 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 11:28 pm
A Rank, Djinn BerserkerElement: Force & Inner StormStats: (Norm: 12/11) 14/13 Energy: 40/1800
As soon as Greed approached, the djinn moved, dashing forward. It was then as the diabolus's knees bent that Gregor would jump into the air. His powerful force whirling around his legs so fast that it looked like a mini tornado suspending his waist. The old man soared into the air, it was here that he made his stand. A bolt of lightning forming under him as he'd descend back down and around the demon. He would jump to the ground several feet back as the bolt continued its course straight towards the angry Greed.
"I PITY THE FOOL! HAHHA!"
He was extremely jolly.
"Now be gone!"
[Used: 3/5, Forceful Body 10/10, Force Feet, Force Flight, Lightning rider]
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 3:33 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? Greed whirled around, bewildered as to where the djinn had went. One moment he was there and the next... poof. He had exited the ruby red field of vision. However, as soon as he turned around he felt an immensely strong pain as a bolt of electric blue lightning struck his breastbone, right in the center of his chest. The demon's back would arch as the electricity traveled throughout his body, painfully locking the muscles in his body as he fell to his knees. The demon would give the Djinn a hateful look, his body twitching slightly before he used what little amount of energy he had left to try to stand. As he did so the demon would feel extremely lightheaded, And his vision blurred for a moment. He shook his head, and his vision was clear for about two more seconds before it began to darken. The last thing the Diabolus would do was flip off the djinn, saying in a faint and barely audible tone, "I'll be back, you ********' papa smurf lookin piece of-" before the insult was cut short, and the demon would let himself fall into the comforting embrace known as unconsciousness, and he just hoped the Djinn wasn't a believer in double tapping a downed opponent. (( perfect victory! scream )) (Used: Static movement)) Theme song • Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 35 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 3:50 pm
A Rank, Djinn BerserkerElement: Force & Inner StormStats: (Norm: 12/11) 14/13 Energy: 40/1800
Gregor simply crossed his arms and smiled as his opponent fell to the ground grumbling.
Then, like all games, Greed was teleported back to the beginning of the training area where he could rest outside of the combat zones.
He had done well, it just wasn't enough though.
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 4:07 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? Greed would wake up at the front of hellgrind, lying atop some gnarled roots at the base of a giant tree. The demon groaned, feeling extremely the worse for wear. Then, it all came rushing back to him. The Djinn and his damned metal chair, and the humiliating fact that he hadn't even managed to touch Gregor. What was even more emberassing was the fact that he actually tried, and in a fair fight too. The diabolus sat up slowly before standing, stretching out his back as it popped several times. I wonder how long I was out. He thought to himself moodily as he touched the side of his face. It had swollen of course, not that he couldn't heal himself. But not here... no, he wanted to get the ******** out of here. Punching the tree so hard the roots trembled, the Diabolus would let out a pent up sigh as the leaves fell around him from the trees limbs like a cascading rain. After doing this, the Diabolus would jump high into the air, a bolt of lightning forming under his feet as the jump reached it's peak and carrying him skyward a good distance before the bolt arced sharply and sent him shooting towards the Combat assessment zone. There was no way in hell he was sloshing back through the swamp to get there that much was for certain. -exitTheme 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: Mon Oct 28, 2013 8:17 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxBack Desert Vault
Its main feature is the countless miles of black sand that give it its name. The ceiling of the vault contains lodes of Curseforge ore that illuminate the cavern with a dim green glow. These large concentrations of Curseforge give off a poisonous radiation, making the Black Desert fatal to most living non-native creatures. Like the many other vaults, it is a staggeringly large cavern, the only way to tell up from down is the glowing ore high above you, as the darkness seems looming in all directions. Lost amongst the sands are many ancient, abandoned cities, built in the style of Egyptians. The Black Desert is a spawning ground for wurms. These creatures are immune to the effects. There are also forsaken tribes of people among the great dunes.
Your goal is to get to the great pyramid that is deep within the darklands.
Adventurers beware! You must stick together, if one of you fail, you both do. It is your task to rely on each others strengths and take heed of weaknesses.
Danger lurks from every direction.
You must roll a 6 sided die with every 3rd post. If you roll a odd number, the radiation has affected you! You now require rest for one post as you are dizzy and become sickened. As time progresses, nausea is induced..it is a sickly black vomit.
Mission length; 12 posts.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 12:37 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? Greed would arrive at the front of the desert vault, lightning bolt slamming into the ground. The demon's mind was cloudy with recent events, and he was feeling kind of guilty... which wasn't like him at all. But he didn't feel guilty for fighting... no, he loved combat too much to ever feel bad for it. He just felt bad for ruining Makyo's and Alex's day at the festival. His raven headed hair would shake as he berated himself for even thinking about feeling guilty. He always saw guilt as a weakness. A weakness he didn't want. Just get over it. I mean s**t, it's not like you really did anything wrong right? The demon thought to himself, though it didn't exactly reassure him. He shook his head, pushing his thoughts out of his head before he began his journey into the desert vault,placing one combat boot in front of the other in a long legged stride while his tail sashayed behind him idly. What was in store for him he didn't know... But with Red giving him the mission, it was almost guaranteed to be interesting. She hadn't sent him on a dull one yet, and he figured this one would be no different. (1/12) 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: Fri Nov 29, 2013 12:49 pm
Florescent greed crystals casted their eerie glow onto the diabolus, giving him a more malevolent look than before. The black sands shifted as his leisure stroll caused little avalanches down dunes. In the distance bobbed golden lights, orbs floating over the darkness, lost out in the murky sea of nothingness. Greed could venture there, or continue walking in the low light, heading towards an unknown. Below his feet though, something large moved, sands trembling as it shifted.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 1:37 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? As the berserker walked through the dimly lit cave, he would look off in the distance and notice a few glowing golden orbs a ways away. He contemplated how wise it was to walk off into the distance towards a glowing light on a path where he could see literally nothing. Of course it wasn't a very good choice, after all this is how people died in the movies right? But the Diabolus of course let his curiousity get the best of him, and shifted his walking path towards the darkness. Then, he heard the sound of sand shifting on Sand, followed by something moving underneath his feet. The demon would look down and see the sand writhing. Instantly, his spaded ebony tail would stab itself down into the ground, attempting to impale whatever lay underneath his feet and pull it into the air in front of him. If he succeeded, he would stab his jet black claws into it's chest and rip downwards viciously, attempting to spill its blood and innards all over the sand. ((used: serpent's grasp)) Theme song • Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 950 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 1:46 pm
He refused safety with the spear of a tail. What he was stabbing was by far, larger and more deadly than him. It was a titan wurm, unbeknownst to him. A mile away it roared, the attack nothing more than a prickle against its hardened coils. Though it would catch the devil's tail in the many folds, dragging Greed down into the sand to claw and gasp for air. He'd better hurry too, right now the titan gave no notice that he knew that Greed was attached to its backside. For now, but soon it would as the slithering beneath the sands would grow sluggish.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 3:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 3:31 pm
Wuti the Titan Wurm still paid no notice to the measly being. At least for now that is. Instead it continued to roam the desert freely with it's kin. Greed was headed straight to a sacred spot, light was such a precious thing to these people that when the saw Greed, all of them fell to their knees, bowing before a mighty god. Some of them began to weep profusely, others climbed up and rushed to him, their arms raised high to just touch him. This is when he would take notice...all of them were women. Even the children were only female, not a single male was around. What was even more baffling was their beauty! Supple bodies begging, pressing on him as if he was the air they breathed. Many wore brightly colored jewels encrusted by diamonds and embedded in pure gold. He found them alluring, as was their kind, temptress that aimed to please and seduce. They took on the form that he desired; their ravenous locks morphing to golden tresses, their dark skin a milky cream...and in the back of the crowd, he saw a familiar face, where if it was only hers. Still, she smiled, fingers toying with the shoulder clasps of her gown. Her lips beckoned unheard words, chest heaving to spill his name.
The linen fell away, leaving her in his view in nothing but long chains of jewelry.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 4:09 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? As Greed neared the huge mob of tempting women, the lightning bolt halted it's progress, and the vermillion eyed Diabolus would take in the sight before him, eyebrows raising as every single one of their features shifted. They all went from being typical attractive women to almost every single one of them resembling Alex in some way or another. Short blondes, tall blondes, thick blondes, skinny blondes. The crimson rod of energy would go forward, however this time at a slower pace as his eyes scanned the crowd. Then... the demon saw something that made his heart skip quite a few beats. Alex was actually here, among these women. the demon dropped down in front of her, curious as to how she got here so quickly. His hand would extend and a small ball of fire would form in his hand, illuminating the area again so he could still see her. "Ali? How'd you get here so fast? I didn't even tell you where I was g-" his sentence would stop as she suddenly undid the clasps of her dress, and demonic red eyes took in her astounding bare figure. He would remain in shock for a moment... this was totally out of character for the nephillim, who usually blushed til she was the color of his eyes at the mere mention of sex or anything related to it. After a few moments the demon would recover. "W-well that escalated quickly... are you feeling a-okay?" the demon asked, his brain trying to rationalize why she took off her clothes literally randomly. Maybe she had a fever... Maybe she was drunk? Either way, he didn't exactly object. Theme song • Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 950 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 4:58 pm
At first she said nothing as the demonic being landed before her, she only smiled sweetly and approached him. Hand spanning over his chest as warm breath washed over the tension riddled flesh. Energy flowed from her curvature, filling him with senses of desire, of primal want. Golden crescents looked lust-filled, begging for something, anything, him. The other women moved, silently closing in unnoticed as their queen allured him. In her pursuit, she leaned up to him taking in his ruby moons lovingly. Then the lithe being moved, lips pressing to his flesh tenderly.
"Yes."
She looked back up at him, cupping his cheeks momentarily to gaze into his eyes. Searching and finding, but it was too late for him to realize the golden hues that seductively gazed at him were pyrite. It wasn't Alex at all.
• Gorgon's Stare A A unique skill exclusive for the incubus/succubus which when eye contact is made, the user has a chance of "petrifying" the target. If the user is two ranks lower, it works automatically. If the target is higher rank it cannot work.
While he found himself ensnared in the master's being, the other succubus closed in, holding out shackles and snapping them shut. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. The metal was stronger than steel and besides, what he wanted was right before his very eyes.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 5:43 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? Greed felt his muscles stiffen as the tenptress activated the gorgon's stare. Even if he had wanted to move, he wouldn't have been able to at this point... Not that he exactly wanted to, as he still hadn't realized the blonde beauty in front of him wasn't his blonde beauty. He already wanted Alex, and the seduction trait of the succubus wasn't exactly helping... And then, he noticed the woman's eye color, which had changed to a pyrite color and his stomach dropped. ah... i'm a dumbass. he thought to himself as he felt the cold metal pressed to his wrists. The demon sighed, realizing his mistake. The demon had walked right into this little trap, and for now he couldn't really do anything about it. He should have realized there was definitely something wrong with this picture, but of course he didn't. Despite the fact that she was attempting seduce him, the demon was panicking slightly in his mind, though his outward features showed no sign of this. The last time he was chained up, he had almost lost his manhood, so it was no wonder the demon was nervous at this point. Theme song • Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 950 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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