Jace awoke gently a quick look at his clock with also had a calendar built into it, confirmed that it was the next day. Jace looked at the box, two days left. Jace stared at the ceiling for a bit, wondering what he should do for the days activities. He was pretty well caught up on his training, just his highest set of available skills remained, that is not including a serious amount of hand to hand training. But he figured it'd be best to wait on Red or Greed to train him there. No better way to learn than from a master after all. Then he looked to his dagger strapped to his thigh, he HAD decided he didn't need that now that he had air weapon. He could go and turn it into the armory in favor of some shotguns. A shotgun would after all make him feel more comfortable at closer ranges. Jace slowly rolled himself out of bed and headed for the armory his mind made up.
-exit-
xxxSTATS X Strength: 6 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging) X Energy: 1390 x WEAPONS Dagger Semi-Automatic X2 xxAmmo 298 (300 max) xxxRight Hand Mag: 11(12 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 11 (12 max)
Posted: Sun Dec 22, 2013 8:38 am
Greed
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• Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
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The crimson bolt would dissipate from underneath greed's feet, and he jumped and tucked, rolling forward across the ground in a quick somersault before popping up to his feet. The diabolus was covered from head to toe in both his own black blood, and the elves red blood. The first thing he would do was walk briskly to his room, sliding off his old combat boots before leaving his room. The demon then quickly undressed before taking a long shower, letting the spray of hot water help untense his muscles and wash the blood from his skin. He then stood and dressed, placing his new boots on. They felt odd... he knew the feeling of a special weapon when he equipped it. Curiously shifting energy into his feet, he watched with surprise as two small hidden blades popped from the toes of the boots. Well... ain't this a surprise. Thanks Chan, it almost makes up for the shotgun wounds you gave me. He thought to himself, absentmindedly rubbing a hand over the scar he had recieved from the shotgun shells before grabbing his jacket and re equipping it before opening his dresser and grabbing the gold and ruby ring, slipping it into one of his many jacket pockets before taking off away from the fort. - exit
• 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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Greed
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• Rank: Expert • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil?
Greed strode into the barracks, unsurprisingly intoxicated once again. He managed to make it to the room he had grown accustomed to calling his own, only stumbling once or twice down across the hardwood floor and reached the bed. He fell onto the mattress, but sleep did not come for al long time, even with a clouded mind. He could not get that image out of his head; the dreadful one. The one he wished he could just unsee, but knew he must not. He hated the feral for showing it to him, even though it only served to fortify his resolve. When sleep finally came to him, Still the image didn't leave. Rather it was repeated; different situations, but the same face. The same scream. When he finally awoke, the demon awoke in a cold sweat, only a few hours after achieving slumber. But his mind was clear, and he could train. He had to train. It wasn't just an option or something to do in his spare time anymore. It was all for one thing, for one person; the only beacon of light in his overwhelming darkness. He groaned before getting up and changing, throwing his current jeans and socks onto an accumulated pile of solid black garments before slipping on a pair of identical denim jeans and socks, throwing the cotton jacket on over Nocturno before exiting the barracks and heading to the combat assessment zone. - exit
• Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 1400
"If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Greed
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• Rank: Expert • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil?
Quick strides echoed across the barrack halls as Greed advanced through them, eventually reaching the door to his own room. He entered and shut the door before locking it and opening a drawer in his dresser, pulling out a ballpoint pen and a piece of paper. The sleek and spaded serpent coiled around his writing utensil and he would begin to write, using the top of the dresser as a makeshift desk. The tail ebbed and flowed at a great speed, creating a spacy and flowly unique sort of handwriting. Several times he stopped, crimson eyes shifting to the cieling as he pick and chose through a long list of thoughts that he wanted to put down on paper. He put the raciest and most sinful thoughts his mind held of her, not holding back a single word in his speech. He finished, and sought out a courier. "Here, Take this. Address is on the envelope, DON'T lose it or i'll gut you with a dull fish hook. Here's the fare." He said, throwing in the threat non chalantly, almost as if he were discussing the weather. The demon dropped a few silver drachmas in the mage's hand for payment, before the sorcerer simply blinked out of existence. Greed then left the barracks, as he had done all that he had went there for. - exit
Bounding through ethereal planes, the young woman appeared in a ripple of golden light. Standing in the very center of his room, staring at the unmade bed and plies of dirty laundry, Alex smiled. Throwing herself onto the blankets and face landing in the pillow, she inhaled and grinned sheepishly. It smelled like smoke, embers, and unknown musk that he only carried. Her body grew excited, goosebumps trailing up the curve of her spine. A soft sigh lingered still, moving upright, Alex stood and moved to his dresser.
Picking up the pen, her left hand meticulously flowed, bringing words to life. It wasn't nearly as long as the one he had written her, but then again, she would be back tonight...so this only served as a note.
Once done, she carefully folded it up and laid it neatly at an angle against his pillow. The she was gone again, back to the store to change.
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Greed
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• Rank: Expert • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil?
The devil strode back into his room soon after he had left, and he noticed something... off about the place. He stood still in the open doorframe for a moment, before the realization struck him like a thunderbolt. She was here... he thought to himself, quickly stepping across the threshold and slamming the door with a loud BANG! He searched around the room for a bit, as if there was a possibility she was still here. The angel was gone by now of course, but Greed still had hopes. While he never actually found the seraph, he didn't come up empty handed. A small letter was placed on top of his pillow. The demon's muscular form stretched across plain sheets face first, and he smiled as his nose was met with her distinct and sweet smell. Shudders were felt along the distinct curve of the spinal chord as he opened the letter. It was short indeed, but the single piece of parchment had considerably brightened his mood. But... I wonder what the surprise is? He thought to himself as speculative thoughts began to run rampant inside of an open mind. Eventually though, he just gave up. There were too many possibilities, and she hadn't even hinted as to what it was. The Diabolus stood before folding the note in half, and then into quarters and placing it deep in his jean pockets before taking off back towards the combat assessment zone. - Enter/Exit
Jace soon arrived back at the barracks, entering his room, cloasing the door and wasting no time, he removed the fresh bandages and His filthy clothes. Surprisingly Jaces wounds were almost completely healed, the skin was only pink and puckered. Apparently the nursing staff were under the impression that a humans wounds had the potential to spontaneously re-open. Jace simply shook his head grabbed his clothes and took them with him into the shower. He cleaned his clothes in the shower, too impatient to do his laundry the proper way and hind them up in the bathroom to drip dry after ringing them out as best he could. He then scrubbed himself free of the accumulated gore and grime and dryed himself off. He immediately jumped into his best and fell to sleep. It was a deep and dreamless sleep for him.
He awoke hours later though a look at his slowly ticking clock told him there was still plenty of time in the day for him to to a couple things. First on the list though was the armory. Jace put his clothes back on, they were just ever so slightly damp still but they would dry in no time. He reloaded his weapons and struck out for the armory.
-enter/exit-
xxxSTATS X Strength: 6 X Speed: 9 (11 when dodging) X Energy: 1400 x WEAPONS Semi-Automatic X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max) Pump-Shotgun X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 8(8 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 8 (8 max)
xxAmmo 249 (300 max)
Items in Jacket: Shotgun Barrel, Popsicle Wonder (3)
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RED⋮ xCAPTAIN OF NOCTURNE⋮ xBERSERKER ██████████████████████████████████████ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ ▰ xxx↳ // EXPERT xxx ↳ // 1325x l x1325xxx ↳ // 9x l x 7
The formal tone had disappeared, tortured notes shaking with bitter emotion breaking the spell that kept them apart. Icy digits brushed the hair from her face before pulling up the wild mane.
Staring hard, the devil is just out of frame. …
She gathered up a large satchel of her belongings, shoving the minimal accentuates into the leather compartment. Looking around the place seemed bare, not that she had much to begin with but she sat down on the bed, linens wrinkling under her weight. Ivory digits grazing the fine textile of Alistair's old jacket... You people sicken me. Live the life of a traitor, die the life of a pig. I should've known you'd be like this the moment you suddenly came up at our doorstep. Who did you betray to get here, Red? Was it that dog-lord, whimpering for a taste of your tongue?
"Heh."
Red rose, plucking up a notepad and pen. Her hand moved swiftly, short jottings that gave life to the lines. One after the other, words came to life until she had three separate notes. One for her King, Greed, and lastly, Jace. Both the Diabolus and Human were great comrades, they'd become much more than soldiers of this nation, at least she hoped.
Her chin would drop, shoulders shaking with rage, with raw emotion. “I don’t…I can't...Not again.” _________________
The first note she slipped under the locked door was to Greed. 'I want you to know I'm going away for awhile...don't get too cocky and do something dumb. Use your head. Take care, Greed. You were a good friend, as close as either one of us would have with one another.'
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Just down the hall was Jace's room, again the same scene unfolded. 'Hey Kid, You are probably out and about, doing what ever it is you do on your time off..but..I will not be around for a long while and I need you to watch yourself. You are smart, you have proved that over and over again. I'm sorry I'm able to tell you in person. Good luck, Jace.'
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With the last letter in hand, she headed out of the barracks. Cold air slamming against her, Pockets jammed with her fists as the bag was slung over her shoulder, crossing her chest and coddled the only real valuable she carried about.
Jace entered his room. He intended to bathe and remove the stink from his body, but upon opening his door he looked down to find a slip of paper asking politely for his attentions. He stooped down to pick it up and began to read it. It was a note from Red saying that she would be gone, and for a long time it seemed. He went over to the bed and sat on it staring at the note in slight disbelief.
The news began to sink in, slowly at first. Whatever was going on with His captain must have been serious. After all it hadn't been long ago that Red had told him she would have some tasks for him. Then a loneliness washed over him. Jace had no friends in this military, he had only ever spoken on more than one occasion with Greed or Red. And Red was more familiar by far. She had saved him both from himself and from monsters. Truth was Red, his captain, was the closest thing he had to a freind or family in this place.
Life was about to get much harder for him. She was right, he was smart and he could make it. But there would be no one to save him from a powerful enemy. And kind words, something humans needed every so often, would now be even fewer and farther in between. He quickly freshened up and left for the blood bank, stuffing the note in his pocket as he left. It was time to revive old habits. He was going to need it.
-enter/exit-
xxxSTATS X Strength: 6 X Speed: 9 (11 when dodging) X Energy: 1400 x WEAPONS Semi-Automatic X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max) Pump-Shotgun X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 8(8 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 8 (8 max)
xxAmmo 249 (300 max)
Items in Jacket: Shotgun Barrel, Popsicle Wonder (3)
Jace smiled a bit at the comforting words. "Well I HAVE made it this long against all odds. And the odds get better every day."
After that Red continued to speak and he acknowledged that he would see her later and returned the goodnight farewell and went into the barracks and layed down on his bed. his body felt as if his body was gently rocking from the effects of the alcohol. He felt as if he was swaying in time with the ticking clock in his room and it wasn't long before he faded into his dreams.
When he woke up, he left quickly, he planned to get some training in, he was caught up on his skills but he still had room to get ahead a bit.
-exit-
xxxSTATS X Strength: 6 X Speed: 9 (11 when dodging) X Energy: 1400 x WEAPONS Semi-Automatic X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max) Pump-Shotgun X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 8(8 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 8 (8 max)
xxAmmo 249 (300 max)
Items in Jacket: Shotgun Barrel, Popsicle Wonder (3)
The shadows would be pierced suddenly by a gradual light, they were in a warmer place that smelled like sweat and trying really hard... she was definitely gonna have to put some extra effort in to avoid the wrong kind of rough start in this city. She smiled at Kumori not about to end the show just because of the smell and ominous atomosphere.. actually the smell kindof got her hot now that there was a nice long leash on her as long as she was in Nocturne.. she kindof planned on going wild once or twice. From the looks of it though it didn't seem to be a bad place just a very nonpersonal one. "Seems you have something so nice in mind! Can we take our time and play here or is this a hit and run job?"
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She is basically a corporate assassin, smuggler, merchant, and prostitute. Shes a bit of a sociopath but isn't particularly unfriendly. She is wearing a dress, fishnets, and heels with a parasol.. She was aiming for cute and stylish actually but the fashion in Nocturne is a bit more "to the point". She keeps throwing knives hidden in the parasol and dress and beneath the accessories. She is very good at shifting these things around don't expect to find them easily if you aren't prepared to search her thoroughly. She also has a purse but most of the items within are for play, protection, and upkeep. There is a lockpicking kit and more knives however.
20x throwing knives energy 1350 / 1350
She's wearing a rather fragrant and expensive perfume made from strong aphrodisiacs. They may or may not affect anyone much but its purpose alongside her apparel and behavior if it gets too far is to suggest she's out looking for a wallet on legs with no strings attached. She isn't secretive about this nor is she particularly interested in whether or not you wear a ring unless you want to give it to her.
Current official quest: none Current random character quest: do some networking and find some jobs to do, preferably something a little more substantial than another playdate. She needs to build both reputation and work on her skills as well
Strength: Succubus(+6) + Ninja(+1) = 7 Speed: Succubus(+6 [+2 if Flying]) + Ninja(+2) = 8 [+2 if Flying]
Energy Color: rustic brown/bronze Energy Meter: 900x succubus bonus (1.5x base energy) = 1350
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Other person showed up first but she'll be getting around lol
Kumori smirked at her before leading her inside of the building, leading her down a various set of rooms. All of them big enough to accommodate around 3-5 soldiers, depending on the size of each being. Soon, they would come across one door that had a dark seal on it, slowly reaching out, Kumori pressed his hand against it. "Hope you don't mind the dark sweetie, it's kind of how I work well with everything." He responded to the woman, opening the steel door with ease as he motioned for her to go inside, wanting to get her in before an uninvited guest intervened.
• Utilize Broken Strength This is automatically activated upon the user achieving a broken arm. The energy and muscle stimulating shocks sent to the broken arm are transfered from the arm to the rest of the user, most of it going to the other arm. This allows the broken limb to be numbed to pain but can be restored at an easier pace. This helps the broken being to weild heavy weaponry with only a single arm like a weapons master, except they do not have access to any of the Weapon Master's skills.
• Shadow Form Most, if not all, physical attacks simply phase through the user. This can be a good and a bad thing. If all the opponent has all weapon and hand to hand styles, then the techniques that do not have energy coated on the weapons will simply go right through the user, making all other attacks useless. This is also bad because if the Shade attempts to attack, once can aim a physical attack at him, forcing him to turn himself into his shadowy form. By disrupting him, all of the skills he used are turned into smoke. The user may also chose to go into his incorporeal form once every three posts, at which point he can't attack.
• Shadow Regeneration The Shades are known to be living and breathing elementals of darkness. Because of that, they are capable of recovering at a slow rate while residing in dark areas or in an ally's shadow. The body is constantly healing for as long as they are within darkness and having their weapons put away. The rate of healing increases with the duration they remain in the darkness. During the regeneration process, the user cannot use offensive Bloodline or Elemental skills. If they are attacked, they have to restart recovery at the slowest rate. 1 post: Small cuts & bruises are healed. 2 Posts: Gashes are turned into small cuts. 3 Posts: Broken limbs can recover within three constant posts inside of darkness. 4 Posts: Internal injuries or burns from light/flame/holy techniques can be recovered. 5 posts: An entire missing body part can be restored at a slow, and painful rate(Excluding the head or torso and it takes 5 full posts waiting in darkness to recover.).
• Shadowy Trail A Shade does not cast a shadow, but can choose to merge with the shadow of an ally, similar to a ninja. In doing so, the Shade can act as a hidden bodyguard, emerging from the allies shadow at will. The Shade can't be detected other than by holy creatures such as Nephilims, or Paladins and Clerics.
• Shadow MQC You can now bend the shadows around you to reach your opponent that would be two spears away from you as you can attack them normally while retaining regular damage. The Shade can perform D-ranked damage when at their full strength while in this fighting style, but this is the only range modifyer this style has. This does not spread to other styles, nor weapons can benefit from learning this ability as this is to be the shade's main Fighting style.
• Vibration Sensory A useful skill, the user channels energy into their feet to sense vibrations on the ground. As long as their feet is on the ground, a user can sense where an enemy is if they are earth bound within 50ft for five posts. This skill becomes passive once the user is Adept Rank.
• Miza's backshield So long as Kumori keeps Miza sheathed on his back, he is able to resist more damage to his back. But the downside is that she can only resist up to D-rank attacks, C ranks causes a rank down in damage and B and higher cause full damage.
• Trusted Wielder This Skill requires you to beat the Spirit inside of the Sword. Miza the Terror can only acknowledge those who can defeat her in combat besides Kumori Hell. Those who can hold her after the defeat of the Sword's spirit, can become one with the sword, gaining the knowledge to use her full potential of the Weapon Style: Miza the Terror. Be wary of the weapon style itself as it can kill the user if they misuse the Style's own techniques, the spirit would even warn them to be careful.
• Miza The Terror Weapon Style Miza has her own Weapon Style.
• Phantom Plane Origins The user's clothing emits a powerful substance of destruction, known as a Black Shuck Virus. The virus comes out to a maximum of 5 feet in battle, but only 2 feet out of fighting. Staying within the reach of the virus, the foe's own shadow vanishes if they are in the virus's range for 4 posts. Kumori's own shadow skill techniques will gain an increase of one rank for the shadows absorbed into his body(maximum shadows needed: 2) and can only last for 5 posts. As well as performing this, the user no longer suffers energy penalties caused from his class.
• Demonic Prowess The blood of the innocent courses through Kumori's non-existant veins, powering his body through death itself. As such, his max energy pool has been increased by 700 while every single one of Kumori's Earth Elemental attacks are now boosted with a natural life draining energy. Any earth that Kumori has influenced with his energy, becomes inhabitable by plantations, but unaffects other mortal creatures. Kumori's weapons and armor can effect skill barriers, normal/skill shields, and Armor.
There was no point worrying now, nothing to lose and everything to gain. Dark rooms were always weird, she could see in the dark it was just that when the lights went out all the crazy one's went full freak without much warning or foreplay. Besides.. it was just a magic sealed door and a shade in a building that can be shadowjumped into from outside from the train station. In fact the police here seem to have had no defense against such an intrusion or.. they simply didn't need one. She was going to bet on going in and could still bet on herself now that she thought about it. Being raised so long in a place where fear of simple things is common she had learned to fear yet found herself excited by the sensation. In fact the excitement may have been the most frieghtening part of all for her. She wondered how far she'd go if given an even more frieghtening gamble?? She bit her bottom lip grinning and answered him "I can hardly see straight when im this excited anyways heart"
useful info
She is basically a corporate assassin, smuggler, merchant, and prostitute. Shes a bit of a sociopath but isn't particularly unfriendly. She is wearing a dress, fishnets, and heels with a parasol.. She was aiming for cute and stylish actually but the fashion in Nocturne is a bit more "to the point". She keeps throwing knives hidden in the parasol and dress and beneath the accessories. She is very good at shifting these things around don't expect to find them easily if you aren't prepared to search her thoroughly. She also has a purse but most of the items within are for play, protection, and upkeep. There is a lockpicking kit and more knives however.
20x throwing knives energy 1350 / 1350
She's wearing a rather fragrant and expensive perfume made from strong aphrodisiacs. They may or may not affect anyone much but its purpose alongside her apparel and behavior if it gets too far is to suggest she's out looking for a wallet on legs with no strings attached. She isn't secretive about this nor is she particularly interested in whether or not you wear a ring unless you want to give it to her.
Current official quest: none Current random character quest: do some networking and find some jobs to do, preferably something a little more substantial than another playdate. She needs to build both reputation and work on her skills as well
Strength: Succubus(+6) + Ninja(+1) = 7 Speed: Succubus(+6 [+2 if Flying]) + Ninja(+2) = 8 [+2 if Flying]
Energy Color: rustic brown/bronze Energy Meter: 900x succubus bonus (1.5x base energy) = 1350
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knightsRoyal
fist of the bro star
Other person showed up first but she'll be getting around lol
