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 Posted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 1:31 pm
Everything seemed reserved, nothing jumped out or exploded. Greed was free to wander aimlessly, only silence welcomed him. As he would pass down a long corridor he would hear a loud thud behind him. Somewhere a long the line, a gate had shut, sealing off any hope of return. Then a few yards in front of him, another one closed. Though as he seemed to gather himself, preparing for an attack, nothing happened. It was hard to determine how thick those gates were, or the walls for that matter but he couldn't stay here, he'd most likely die of hunger, dehydration...
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 2:27 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
 Feared
Exalted
Evil?  The demon walked along the corridors, his echoing footsteps the only sound in the vast halls as he advanced towards only god knows what. Ruby irises shifted from left to right, and the demon was very alert... So much about this place set him on edge. He felt like he was in an indiana jones movie, where he might take one wrong step and end up impaled on hidden spikes right next to the skeleton of the last unlucky adventurer. As he advanced, he heard a large metallic clang! as a gate shut behind him. well... I didn't want to turn around anyways. the demon assured himself, before he continued walking forward. Then, Another Gate slammed shut in front of him. And now... he was mad. Are you ******** serious? I swear, this place is gonna give me PTSD or some s**t. He thought to himself as his vermillion red eyes narrowed at the gate, and he sighed exasperatedly. Well... he figured he was safe for the moment. At least he hoped he was, it was hard to tell in this place. The demon sat down and began meditating, clearing his mind of all of his current fear and worries for a short while so he could power up his body once more, as he had no doubt the end was almost near. He felt the energy in his body not only renewing his strengthened composition, but enhancing his physical performance. His muscles grew quicker and more flexible, and the demon felt like he could punch a hole through steel if he wanted to. The demon then stood up, rolling his shoulders and neck about as he decided to take this a step further. Suddenly, arcs and bolts of bright crimson lightning would begin to flash all along his body, loosening and empowering every muscle in his body even further. Once the crimson bolts of energy stopped, ebony black claws would extend and thicken until they were a foot in length, and the demon would walk towards the gate blocking his progression. Even with his normal strength, his strikes with energy enhanced claws could chip away large pieces of steel. He had no doubt with his current empowered state, he would be able to accomplish this much, much faster. He would begin slashing at the gate in a frenzied state, the material rending under his claws like a hot knife under butter. It didn't matter how thick the gate was, the demon would continue to his onslaught until he made his way through the gate.
Used:
Renewed his steel form
Extension D
By adding energy to the form of their nails they can grow the length of their claws up to a foot within length of pure energy. This energy, however, does take a physical form and can chipped chunks of steel away. A few slashes at a three inch thick steel door and they'd be threw in no time.
Energy Surge
Rank: C
Description: User courses their electric energy through their muscles while standing still for one full post, loosening and strengthening them at the same time. This will increase their strength and speed ratings by 1 for five posts, and has a five post cooldown after those posts are over.
Fighting Spirit
Rank: C
Description: A skill that gets the user pumped up, requiring at least two posts of undisturbed meditation. After the meditation, the user will be coated in a firey red energy of their fighting spirit, their will power. The user's strength and speed temperarily increases by one rank. At master rank it'll raise by two ranks. This lasts for 10 posts, and can only be used once in battle, or prior to battle.
Theme song • Strength: 14
• Speed: 9 (tail has a speed of 11)
• Energy: 800 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 1:15 pm
Eventually his onslaught of rage and claws broke the stone gates down into nothing but rubble. Debris lay all around him from his stance on the other side. Though he would have nothing but silence a long corridor more to travel through, it was quiet, then, far off a soft melody played. It was something classical, a piano perhaps. It was coming from his left, the walls holding and carrying the soft tune along the cracks and mortar. The diabolus was almost there, his mission soon coming to its climax.
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 2:00 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? As the thick stone gates gates crumbled beneath the might of his augmented demonic strength, The demon would continue forward down the silent and rubble filled corridor, his footsteps echoing around him as his only accompaniment for quite some time as he neared the end of his quest. The ebony steel hardened tail would drag across the wall absently, leaving a small trail through the golden markings and patterns adorning the pyramid's structure. And then... Greed's head cocked curiously as the vermillion eyed Diabolus heard music. It was soft and quite a distance away, and he couldn't quite tell what it was yet. The demon didn't listen to music much, but it sounded like something he would expect to hear playing in the background at a fancy restaurant. He would continue in the direction of the music until he reached it, his lightning charged muscles taut with anticipation. He wasn't sure what to expect in this twisted pyramid... but he felt that the end was near. Whatever Red had sent him to face in this incredibly large cave like vault was growing close no doubt, and he was prepared... though he knew not what he was prepared for.
((Active: Fighting spirit 1/10, steel form 1/10, energy surge 1/5, claw extension)
Theme song • Strength: 14
• Speed: 9 (tail has a speed of 11)
• Energy: 900 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 4:58 pm
As he drew closer, he would find a single doorway, a dull light casting itself on the flooring behind it. This was it, his final destination and when he reached that pinnacle moment.... Her lullaby continued, a harmonious overture that pleased the ears. He could only see the side profile of her, waves of silver tresses cascading behind her in their heavenly splendor. Pink painted lips pursed as she played on, golden spheres far lighter than they should be. She had been in this cage for too long, this was her only stage and it was draining. Idly ivory fingers played the last few notes, relaxing on the polished keys. Her head would turn as she stood up.  "You have come to set me free?" A soft cherub quipped. It wasn't that he was going to rescue her, she wanted death. Tired of lingering on here, it was a slow suicide and she wanted something merciful. A death with honor. He would know exactly what she was, and yet, she did not advance upon him. The Nephilim remained still, her dream like dress playfully dancing in an invisible breeze.
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 6:34 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? Greed walked into the poorly lit area, crimson irises landing upon the fair skinned and silver haired nephillim. It was quite obvious she had been here for an ungodly amount of time. Her skin was pale as mid day clouds, and her honeyed hues pale in comparison with most nephilim's eyes. The demon felt a small pang of sorriness in the deep confines of his heart for the woman... from her request for release, it didn't sound as if being down here was completely voluntary. However... the demon didn't really want to get close to her yet either. "If it's death you want, then I can give it to you. Otherwise, i'm gonna have to dissapoint ya. Besides, I'm pretty sure you're what Red sent me to kill anyways..." the diabolus muttered the last part of the sentence to himself, seemingly as if distracted. Then, sleek ebony tail would lash forward unexpectedly, a giant crescent of cutting dark energy flashing from his tail diagonally towards the nephilim at a speed rivaling that of an actual lightning bolt. This was his first attempt at giving her the release she had previously asked for. Greed wasn't sure if this was yet another trick of the pyramid to get him to falter, but he wouldn't take any chances. The last time he faltered for a woman in this cave, the raven haired demon had almost literally been drained dry. Terribly powerful Demonic energy began to well up inside of him as he prepared himself for the woman's retaliation, should the nephilim survive his surprising first strike.
((active: Energy surge, steel form, claw extension, fighting spirit))
((Used: Satan's whip))
Theme song • Strength: 14
• Speed: 9 (tail has a speed of 11)
• Energy: 825 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:47 am
As he unleashed a fury of energy, eyes closed and her breasts rose, it was a dying breath. It was a taste at freedom from this horrid place. She was tired, heavy hearted and alone. The Nephilim never bothered to even defend herself, she took up no weapon, gave no prayer. This was it.
The woman flew through the air and slammed against the tiled floor, her body slid some distance before halting. It wasn't enough to kill her, both her own regeneration and blood healed her. Tawny gold eyes moved him, saddened but unafraid. What little faith was left, was shaken.
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:00 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? Greed watched the little nephilim practically get ragdolled by his energy arc, much like a car in a powerful tornado. When she looked up, the demon was rather surprised... that attack should have killed her. As golden sunsets dawned on him, the demon would look away, his gaze averting from the nephilim who was no doubt in a critical state at this point. He felt kind of bad, he had meant for this to end as quickly as possible, and it didn't quite end up like that. Oh well, he supposed he could finish it now... though the demon resplved to never use satan's whip to put somebody out of their misery again. Heavy footsteps echoed across the pyramid floor, bringong the crimson eyed demon cooser and closer to the nephilim, who was struggling for her last remaining breaths. She had asked for death... the least he could do was give it to her. "Rest in peace, little angel." the demon said rather solemnly, before driving his spear like tail downwards, in an attempt to pierce the woman's heart and end her undeserved suffering. It was an mistake that she was even still alive, a mistake that was easily solved.
Theme song • Strength: 14
• Speed: 9 (tail has a speed of 11)
• Energy: 825 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 1:08 pm
Her golden acidic ichor splattered against him and his tail, sizzling the hardened flesh. She only laid there, a final look of gratitude dripping from both of her eyes. She wept until her last breath, then like all light, she dulled and died out. Pallor faded to monochrome, silken hair lost all of its ethereal beauty and spanned in a nimbus around the moon of her face. Even in death, beauty became her. Only a lethargic droll of dust filtered in a single ray down to them, there was light and then nothing. Only darkness.
He was free to leave though he shouldered new burdens and harbored a trophy, it all came at a cost.
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 1:50 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? As the nephilim took her last breath, the demon felt his stomach tumble and turn oddly... He wasn't used to feeling like this. One thing was certain though, he didn't like it at all. He enjoyed killing, but for some reason, killing this angel left him with a very troubled mindset. Red eyes would avert from the lifeless yet still oddly graceful corpse, who had a hole of gold in the center of her chest, slowly blossoming outwards like a golden flower in bloom. As the demon withdrew his burnt tail, he would sigh, shaking his head slightly as he lessened his mental load. Come on Greed, you're already getting soft. Not good man... he thought to himself, and he knew that this criticism was the cold truth; just a few months ago, killing a nephilim would probably have been an achievement for him. Electricity would crackle and strike the ground as a crimson nimbus of electricity formed beneath his feet, sending him rocketing back to nocturne.
- exit
Theme song • Strength: 14
• Speed: 9 (tail has a speed of 11)
• Energy: 825 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 12:51 am
xxx█ ＲＡＮＫxx....Trainee
xxx█ ＥＮＥＲＧＹx..525 l 525
xxx█ ＳＴＡＴＳxx...5 l 7
It was really no time at all for them to reach the grassy plains, tail wheat stocks waved to and fro, beckoning them to enter. Even miniature lightning bugs bobbed above the tawny gold sea, swaying to some long forgotten tune. Kit ran right into the field, leaping high into the air, only come tumbling down in a plush weave of hay. It wasn't long before the energetic feline sprang back to action, a transformation of fabric contouring to her humanoid curvature. Her chest was heaving, cheeks flushed from the sudden rush like caffeine straight to the brain. "Tadaaa! We are explorers! Searching for treasure and bugs and plants, Haruki! THISISAMAZING!" Hands thrust skyward, she was dancing around in a crude circle, her tail wavering playfully at him while onyx ears jutted up and down at her own squealing. Though she would turn to face her friend, smiling sweetly. "Let's do something action packed...like...hrmm.." Grey crescents narrowed, concentrating on a single relay before the momentary clarity shattered into nothing but a million pieces, all dwindling into unknown directions and each one enticed her. Kit had completely discarded the previous turn of events, instead she found it humorous to jump onto Haruki in a fit of laughter. Giggles turned quiet though, their eyes locking. Thin slivers of jet expanded, endorphins titillating. It was a Cat's eye, one that locked them in a singular allure.
It didn't last for long, she was too crazed to remain still. Kit took up his hand, the very one he offered before only this time there was no fish of course. Gingerly she began to lick it, not even bothering to look at him as if this was the norm. The lashes were like sandpaper, tenderly swiping pale pallor from front to back. Low purrs echoed from time to time as the maw opened and closed. If he had any wounds over it, they'd surely be healed by now.
It was eerie but she felt his form grow tense and she stopped, letting his hand fall wherever it may. Lips glossed as the pink muscle glided over them. "You forgot some." She chirped adoringly.
[Learned: Cat's Eyes, Licking Wounds]
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 4:32 pm
H a r u k ix˟ L. ˟xZ e t s u║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│ ▍▍▍▍▍║▌│ ▍▍▍▍▍║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│Master| Kiranu| Energy 1800/1800| Berserker/Paladin| Nobody Special| Strength: 8| Speed: 9
"How many pieces do you want to be cut in to...?"•.•.•- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Haruki joined Kit, happy to see her enjoying herself the way she was. It was a pure moment, and in Haruki's opinion, the bliss was far better than anything else he could imagine. Kit had a unique view of the world as Haruki saw when she couldn't decide on a tangent. Instead she decided she was going to jump him, but Haruki was too stunned to react beyond simple movements or vocalizations. As before, the adrenaline making the blood rush to his face clearly showed on his pale skin. Before he could say anything he found himself staring at Kit, but knew the reason why. It was strange to have that used on him, as he'd never been on the recieving end of it himself.
As he came back to his senses he noted that Kit decided she was going to keep up her practice, but him being her target caused him to tense up quickly. She let his hand go, but Haruki was quick to take hers, a gentle smile painting what was generally an expressionless mask. "Maybe next time you can catch your own. These are good for something like that, after all." Haruki reminded her, pressing down on the palm of her hand to get the claws to react. There was much to learn, so he left Kit to do what she would at her own pace. "By the way...how long do you plan on hanging there?" An all important question that he had yet to ask.
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 12:53 pm
xxx█ ＲＡＮＫxx....Trainee
xxx█ ＥＮＥＲＧＹx..525 l 525
xxx█ ＳＴＡＴＳxx...5 l 7
Grey oculars widened in amazement and awe as he took up the dainty hand and pressed on the palm. Claws extended from each finger tip, they were short and ivory, very weak and almost transparent as she held it up against the pale moonlight. "Haruki...." Kit whispered, eyes hidden behind a jagged curtain of black as expanding pupils spewed onyx reflux. The splitting ivory grew, lengthening by several inches until both palms lay against the pallor of her thighs. Palms open towards the twinkling starry sky spanning above. Her gaze did not waver as each breath brought forth repose. It was quite rare, this moment of clarity and silent serenity unlike the usual overly energetic exuberance.
Each passing second she focused, nails sharpening and hardening to that of tendered metal. Then she flinched as if the bite of alloy was too much, a thorn in her side and salt spread on the wound. Talons sliced tawny gold stocks, their thin membranes splitting, toppling over. Solemnity was short-lived, the Kiranu morphed quickly and bounced to and fro. Darting left, then right, a zig-zag effect until she rolled, evading some imaginary enemy. Adrenaline slammed simultaneously into capillaries, the pitch nostrils flared and inhaled the thick taffy-like aroma of hay. Kit maneuvered again, shifting into a u-turn and headed back toward Haruki. She halted just short of him however, flopping over right at his feet like a common cat despite being the furthest thing from one. Pensive sapphires reflect silver galaxies, her gaze lingering on his own.
Lazily the feline would roll over, the small structure elongating into a humanoid one, still on hand and knee, she arched her back as her spine screamed in protest. Each limber arc sounding a symphony of cracks until she stood and grinned sheepishly, black ears twitching every so often to the far off sounds of crickets and locust.
[Learned: Claw Enhancement, Claw extension, Double slash, Static Roller]
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 11:49 pm
H a r u k ix˟ L. ˟xZ e t s u║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│ ▍▍▍▍▍║▌│ ▍▍▍▍▍║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│Master| Kiranu| Energy 1800/1800| Berserker/Paladin| Nobody Special| Strength: 8| Speed: 9
"How many pieces do you want to be cut in to...?"•.•.•- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Haruki let go of Kit's hand, allowing her the freedom to practice the techniques that'd be vital for a long life. She was quick to learn, and for a time, she silently went through the different motions. Haruki understood the silence as contemplation, but what could she possibly be thinking of? He crossed his arms and tilted his head to the side, his tail making a quick sweeping motion as he watched her quickly lose the serious look and go back to the way she was before. Haruki watched her dart off, but she was quick to run back his way. He stood ready out of habit, but she seemed to stall and fail just short.
Haruki covered his mouth with the wrist of his sleeve, stifling a laugh as soft as his facial features. Haruki's eyes were trained on her as she reverted back to normal, an embarrassed smile fitting her no less than than the shining smiles she gave off at any other given time of day. Haruki nodded in approval seeing how quick of a study she was compared to others he'd met across his journey. "Do you have everything you need?" Haruki asked, taking steady strides around Kit. As per the standard, he could've been sizing her up, but he could guess her capabilities already. After all, he wasn't as untrained as one could guess from a glance...he could take a guess at Kit from a mile away.
Then again, a few inches away made that all the easier. A grin stretched across his face in the light of the moon. It illuminated his youthful, almost feminine, features when he actually smiled. A simple and coy tilt of his head becoming an addition to the angelic charm Haruki exhibited. "I don't know if I could show you much else. You're pretty fast after all...catching up would be a challenge." The light voice belayed worries that he was simply becoming 'not good enough' the longer he went without a good way to put his skills on display. How many people would he let down if he were any weaker?
Mentally, it was exhausting to think about all the possibilities of his own failures. He chose not to focus on that and instead backed away from Kit, the practiced steps looking closer to a dance than simple movement because of what Haruki was trained to do. His ears folded down flat to his hair as he pulled the pitch-black hood over his head, placing a single hand on his hip as he thought of what was next on Kit's massive list of activities. He swore she'd tire him out before she even felt like closing her eyes. "Though I suppose every now and again a chase makes life a bit more interesting." Haruki commented with a now sly smile on his face.
Haruki tapped his back foot against the softened ground, loving the feel of it against his mostly bare feet. Having been king previously he didn't get many chances to run around at all, and even before then he was only trained as a knight of Yuran...one who never went outside of the city beyond certain missions he was contacted for. The simple pleasure of running around with Kit was nostalgic...he remembered Feather when he looked at Kit. His smile slowly lessened until it became only a semblence of a grin. The contrast of the blush and his skin once more making itself quite obvious. On reflex, he looked away from Kit and towards the ground. This peaceful time together...was different for him.
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