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 Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 6:34 pm
As soon as Tykier was struck, he closed his eye in pain. He looked over at his arm, and tried to move his fingers. They would only move a little. Great. The young man glared at the male demon, letting out, for the first time, a small growl. He was not actually planning on fighting, but this was a special case, Vampy didn't want this demon to interfere.
Ty stepped back a bit, and held his hand over his arm. There was a light radiating from the palm of his hand. He began to heal the nerves in his arm. After a couple seconds, he tried to extend and retract his fingers, it worked. He smirked as he looked over at demon that was holding Luthor. His eye widened as he saw the blood.
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II so long farewell II rolled 1 100-sided dice:
26
Total: 26 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 6:35 pm
Oh dear gods.... The situation seemed to explode in front of the split-spawn's eyes. She wasn't sure which demon to assist the others with at first, but the choice became clear almost as soon as she wondered. The demoness; she was definitely causing more damage and therefor, in Azubahiel's mind, was more dangerous. She stepped over, scooping up one of the abandoned first aid bags, fishing around in it. Blue and green for spawn, yellow for demoness, right? Or was it blue and yellow for spawn, green for demon?
She chose yellow, since blue and green were both cool colors, making them milder than yellow in her logic. She hurried, preparing the hypodermic before slinking over quickly. She was quite used to being ignored, and for the first time, she was hoping to be ignored. She decided to attack from the side, since the three-eyed spawns had her preoccupied. She slowed down a moment, eyeing her target. She then rushed forward, the epi pen of yellow liquid aimed at the demoness' exposed neck.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 11:33 pm
Ciaran was happy that his magic had hit the target and nothing else. But was happy that it didn't have the effect that he wanted. He was even mad to what the male demon was doing to his friend and was trying to constrate on useing his magic when he spoted some magic comming his way and exploting at his feet.
There was nothing that he could do but cover his face with his arms as the explosion happened. In which hurddled him across the ground and pumpling him with earth. One piece of earth hit him on the right side of his chest leaveing a large bruse, some broken ribs and a nice sized gash from were the rock had hit and up his to his shoulder as it flew on. Ciaran was also hit with the magic that had created the explosion as it felt so very weard to what he normaly felt when his own magic struck him. Then he struck a rock formation hard that was rought that gave him another large gash as he slid down the formation to the base of it. He was riddled with all differnt sized bruses and cuts and nicks from the flying earth that it all of them hid the servierity of the larger gashes and bruses. Ciaran promplty went unconscious from hiting the rock formation so hard and from the pain as well.
Ciaran opened his eyes to find that he wasn't in hell, but a much more famillar place, a place he spent in his insanity his broken world. He thought it was gone once he had gotten his sanity back. Now he saw that it just hid in the back of his mind wait for its time to reserface.
"Are you going to let that little thing stop you?"
"No and just go away and leave me be!"
"I really can't do that, I'm a part of you even if I do hide in the shadow,"
"Just let me be, I have to get back to save my friend,"
"You should let me come out and play. I can save your friend as I have my fun," the voice said very pleased with itself.
"I don't want to lose myself to you and I want to do this on my own, thank you," Ciaran retorted to the voice.
"But just think of all the power you would control," the voice retorted with laughter in the air.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 10:15 am
The demoness gave a hiss as her attention reverted to the maroon skinned girl coming in her direction. Seeing her goal the creature turned sharply her tail like a whip as she came around to face the girl. The tail merly nicked the girl's palms as she avoided being caught.
Her orange eyes caught a glimpse of the other girl....who was rather bizarre with her split look coming at her with some...weird contraption in her hand containing yellow liquid.
Then the male was coming at her again his fists coming down at her head. She ducked down reflexively almost able to press herself to the ground like some lizards were able to.
Pressed to theground she managed to avoid whatever it was the new opponent held in her hands but now surronded by three opponents her rage was starting to take a new form.
There was little room to retreat to give herself space to prepare a proper attack, too many were too close to her and with her wounded ankle her speed was greatly reduced, though she could still strike out with her hands just as fast as before.
Giving a battling shriek of rage as the odds were turning against her she lashed out first at the girl and then the boy using the spikes on her arms to try and move her opponents forcefully and painfully backwards. Her left arm contacted with Duncan's midsection the spikes getting in a decent amount into his flesh though only cutting through the top layer of muscle . Her right arm met the marooned girls body harder though the angle she was at the spikes ripped through the skin and muscle raggedly but once again there was no fatal wounds though it was effective in pushing the pair backwards.
Blood. She smelt the blood, it caused her to get a bit crazed as she reached to grab for the new girl but only managed in her hurry to miss the girl. All she knew was she needed to strike, in her blood crazed state retreating was not an option anymore.
The male demon holding onto Luthor's ankle jerked his arm upwards releasing his ankle and then recapturing it back into his grasp. Apparantly he didn't like that Luthor's bloody ankle was slipping in his hand. He cocked his head to the side as he heard the boy speak, even as he sensed the magic within the boy stirring, his eyes only narrowed before his gaze went to take note of the current development.
Three of these new comers had gone after the demoness he had been fighting, the rest seemed ready to face off with him. And with Vampy on their side...what the kid suggested was commen sense.
Though his pride was often in the way he continued to stand there, the kid that had been sent sprawling it concerned him little as the kid seemed out for the count.
Vampy moved to stand beside Tykier though he spotted Ciaran's unconcious body his pen already flying in the air as he scraweled more strange runic letters which all flew towards Ciaran to form a solid barrier to prevent most attacks from getting in.
The two men looked at each other a long long time,
"Put him down, unless you want to deal with me..." Vampy's words come out cool and even though the scent of cinnamon was strong in the air.
The male raised an eyebrow at him before snarling, he had no desire to fight with Vampy. not when he seemed to have amassed a small if useless army. He lifted the kid in his clutches giving a rumblnig grating sort of laugh.
"Not sure how you know my name kid...but you have poor judge of character." He snickered as he then literally swung the kid throwing him in Vampy's general direction. The toss was half hearted more of a trying to get Luthor away from him than actually hurt him.
Vampy moved quickly out of the way of Luthor's form as it came down, though a rune already in place to help cushion the boys fall. D***** Almas was going to go balistic ... grumbeled as he noted the wounds on the boy's ankle.
The male demon took another look around before biting his thumb and then using his own magic to summon a portal.
"...Heh...nice playing with you kiddies..." came his sneer before he dissapeared into the portal is instantly shutting behind him. THe male demon was gone...at last. Now they just had to bring the female down.
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naggeela rolled 1 100-sided dice:
41
Total: 41 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 1:50 pm
"Leave be be," Ciaran said as his eyes snaped opened as he had zapped himself with his magic. Stareing at one spot until his eyes started to focus correctly and he felt like hell and it hurt to breath. Growlying to himself at his weakness as his mind was alreay half into insanity. Useing the rock formation that he had hit to help himself to his feet, once to his feet he waited until the earth stopped spinning before he looked around for the male demon as he wanted to zap him again. But seeing that he was not gone frustrated the hell out of Ciaran as he was angry and so wanted the laughting to stop. Growling again and shakeing his head in his attempts at getting rid of the laughing, his tail got all stiff with the feathers all flared out one sign of his insanity growing.
Seathing and so very much at himself starting to sucome to his insanity and his desire to wanting to use his magic to prove to himself that he didn't need the other. "I will show you," he said to himself but others could clearly hear him. Looking closely in front of himself he could see that they was a something there, he wasn't going to chance useing his magic to go through as he didn't truely know what it was so he was just going to arc his magic around the shield to hit the demoness as the male demon had left. With all the constration he could muster through his pain he gathered his magic and arc it across the ground right for the demoness and he so hoped it would hit her dead on.
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Orpheus Solon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
71
Total: 71 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 3:30 pm
A hissing curse escaped Duncan's lips and he took a stumbling step backwards, drew in a deep breath, and then started forward again. The edges of his vision was getting red, a sure sign that his anger was rising... never a good thing as his temper wasn't something that could be trusted. He took a couple steps forward, hands giving a twitched before he lunged back into the battle. His mind was working less like it should now, less thinking over his plans, more just pure animalistic desire to fight, dominate, and win.
His hands curled, and he brought his claws down to slash them out at the woman before he threw his weight into the demoness. He seemed to no longer be really aiming so much as just striking out wildly, wanting to win out in this clash of angry, dangerous monsters so to speak. Somewhere deep down he might recall that he was only supposed to subdue her but the battle, the wounds, and the smell of blood was going to his head. As such that wasn't the first and foremost though in his mind. Victory was instead, as well as the desire to pay the female back for the injuries that she'd caused him in full. They could capture her once he was done.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 4:01 pm
Luthor gave up his struggles as he watched Ciaran as he didn't get back up, his eyes got a bit wide before gave a gasping sound as he got juggled by the large demon due to the fact that it seemed he was losing his hold due to the blood he'd drawn. He lifted his gaze to stare up at him for a moment, eyes narrowing, then his eyes went to starring at Vampy a little surprised. The guy was... coming to his rescue? That was a shock to say the least.
Not the most shocking thing though as it would seem as what the big demon said to him, "Wait... what?" It was his name too? He opened his mouth, about to ask him about that before he found himself getting tossed aside. He flailed his arms and flapped his wings as he fell then gave an 'omph' sound when he landed. He was... surprised, that wasn't at all what he'd expected when he landed. He'd though that it was going to be a bit harder and more sharp and painful landing.
He shook his head before he pushed up to his feet, wincing as he shifted to one foot and looked around. The large demon vanished from sight rather calling up a portal of his own. He tilted his head to the side before he turned around on his good foot and started to limp forward toward Ciaran who had gotten back up to his feet, "Ciaran!" He called out, eyes going wide. He was back on his feet! Good, he must have only been knocked out for a moment. He shuffled his way over to his friend, wanting to make sure that he was really alright, he looked rather scuffed up, and for the moment his own injuries weren't bothering him in the least.
As he got loser to him he found himself tilting his head to the side as his friend seemed to be talking to himself, "Ciaran? You alright?" He asked as he got closer, lifting his hand as though to attempt to touch him but a barrier seemed to be in the way. He tapped his hand against it before he went quiet, watching as the grey skinned spawn set to casting once more.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 6:18 pm
Tykier watched as Vampy moved closer to him, and how he threatened the male demon. As soon as the male was gone, he remembered that they were after the demoness! Ty saw 'Zuba with the yellow liquid, and Ciaran was down. He glared at the demoness, but then he looked over at Vampy, "What should I do, sir?" Right now, only following orders had to be the answer. "She's going berserk..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 8:06 am
The magic arced wildly around the sheild managing to avoid hitting threesome that was gathered close to the female. It was probably lucky that she had managed to miss catching hold of Zuba else the spawn would of been hit by Ciaran's magic as well.
The wounds she had recieved burned a bit around the edges as she was shocked. She gave a strangeled gasp as the energy ran through her body, it caused her muscles to spasm and she had no reaction time to Duncan's attack.
As he barreled into her she raised a hand to block but her muscles were still twitching with the electrical energy the other spawn had zapped her with. He met her on, a full contact blow. Giving a strangeled cry of outrage she found herself pinned under the other spawn. Though she was respectively the same size as Duncan, she was heavier due to her bone plating.
She found herself trying to wrestle the spawn off of her, but he was surprsingly stronger than she had anticipated. It didn't help her muscle system seemed to be messed up. She managed to get her hand in a wild swipe to rake against the others chest drawing blood. She raised her head to bite at him but he managed to get out of the way.
Vampy watched as the demoness was taken down, he looked to Tykier who asked what he should do. It was obvious wasn't it? Though he held a certian amount of ..affinity towards the boy. He took orders well didn't he?
He waved towards the fighting duo on the ground, as Marieke seemed to have backed off for the moment.
"Get that yellow vile, we need to subdue the female before Duncan rips her apart." He ordered, there was no better chance with Duncan having her pinned to the ground. Her tail was pinned beneath her body which meant little likeliness she'd be able to use it against anyone.
WIth a gesture the sheild dropped around Tykier and Ciaran, he then moved forward to where Luthor stood.
"Are you going to help or just stare and let your friend do all the work?" He asked with a bit of a smirk to the white haired boy.
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naggeela rolled 1 100-sided dice:
67
Total: 67 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 12:43 pm
Ciaran was thrild that with even lots of people around the target hit the target and not the others. But with that cast did wear him out a more that he thought it would but with the casting of his magic and his blood loss was taking a toll on his thoughts as he was till trying to get the voice in his head to shut up as its just contuned to laugh.
Standing up really hadn't been a good thing for his wounds as the ground around his feet were saturateing with his blood and started to slightly pool. But his attentions to things were in his redrected anger to make sure the demoness didn't excape, but he did think about sending another arch of his magic but then thought against it as he didn't want to hurt Duncan and have that rage turned on him. He even heard little of the others as the laughing in his head ever grew louder. Shakeing his head once more to try and free his thoughts from the laughter and it make him light headed and he feel to one knee.
But then all of a sudden he just started to laugh softly to himself as he had finally sucumed to his insanity and it was then he remembered that he had taken the medi pack that Luthor had dropped and the words that Vampy had just said. Getting up in a jurky motion from his knee with all of his feathers flared out and a large smile on his face as he looked around for the medi pack and found that it wasn't too far from were he smacked into the rock formation. It had taken a good beating, but once opened there were still some that were useable and the yellow one was just fine. As he looked at it up in the light as you would a gem stone. "I wonder what wonders you would bring the demoness, maybe a glimps into a broken world," he said adressing the yellow vial.
Takeing two other things out of the medi pack and Ciaran went over to Luthor. "I be all right for the now, but you might need these," he said with a smile that wasn't all right and Ciaran had handed Luthor one of each of the blue and green Vials in which had his blood on them as well.
Turning away from Luthor and still bleeding, but in his insanity it didn't care to register that he was hurt and shouldn't be doing the things he was going to do. Ciaran sorta pranced around with some jurky motions before he ran as fast as he could towards the demoness with the yellow vial all ready for admistering it to her. As Ciaran wasn't going to let Duncan have all the fun he thought as he wanted to know if demons could have shattered worlds just like he did.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:54 pm
Mareike had rolled away from the battle after the demoness had gored her abdomen to asses the damage. The wrath spawn was pissed and frothing at the mouth like a rabid dog but she also had a rather high self preservation instinct. As the fight had raged nearby she had ground her tesst, bore through the pain and made sure his stomach wound had not cut so deep as to hit intestines or anything vital higher up like a kidney or.
Though blood seeped from the ragged puncture wounds and her stomach muscles were on fire the maroon skinned girl slowly made her way to her feet. Mareike was hurt and filthy and pissed off beyond measure and yet she grinned. It seemed Duncan had the demon pinned down it would be so easy to break her tail now, just for fun, just to hear her scream.
As the blood lust driven wrath spawn took a step forward her foot connected with something neither rock nor flesh. Looking down she spotted discard first aid kit. she nudged it open with her foot to find the green vial inside shattered, it's contents wasted, the blue vial cracked it's calming dtaught leaking away slowly but the yellow unharmed.
The girl grabbed the last two, uncorking and downing the remaining blue liquid while struggling to prepare the yellow's with it's syringe as she darted towards the demoness again.
( rolling twice, once for blue liquid affect, once for attack with yellow vial)
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ladyumbra rolled 2 100-sided dice:
45, 28
Total: 73 (2-200)
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:57 pm
( lol failed to roll doing so now
roll 1. affect of partially filled blue vial on mareike
roll 2. Mareike's attack with yellow vial on the demoness )
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:23 am
Luthor looked down at the vials that were handed to him, stained with red, by Ciaran before he gave a little nod. He might need them? He lifted his head to look over at the was the gray skinned spawn was doing, watching him as he raced forward toward the battle along with the other wrath spawn with the purple hair. He tilted his head to one side before he looked at what he held, back to the battle and started forward himself. He was moving slower then he would like but at least he would be able to get this done. Duncan wasn't going anywhere, he seemed to be rather... content with where he was currently, beating his fists against the demoness.
He looked between the two vials he held before deciding upon the one that had a stronger dose in it before he stepped forward. The Demoness had been hit with a dose of the yellow liquid and it would be taking effect soon... if they weren't careful that red skinned spawn, that looked far to much like Shar if you asked Luthor, was going to kill her. When he reached his side he brought the vial down and stuck it into Duncan's side, injecting him with the drug that would help to calm his rage so that he would be able to think clearly again... he could only hope that both the yellow dose and this dose kicked in quickly.
"There we go, is it working? How are you feeling?" He asked of Duncan, after the drug was administered.
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Orpheus Solon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
82
Total: 82 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:30 am
Duncan was in his own world, smiling in a delighted manner, and was happily raining blow after blow down upon the demoness. It felt good, to be able to let loose, to let his true self just have free reign and do as it would for once. All that pent up energy that had been building up with only small scuffles here and there to ease it. This was like his version of Heaven and his vision was not only tinted with red it was also tunneled, the only thing that mattered that was going on was what was right in front of him.
He didn't notice those who were trying and succeeding in drugging the demoness, didn't see that white haired spawn approaching, and wasn't even aware of his intentions until it was to late to stop him. His trio of eyes went wide as he felt the sting in his back then the drug that went racing through his system. He heard the voice behind him though not what was being said, all he knew was that it belonged to that brat he didn't trust... He gave a snarl as he turned around eyes shining with rage as he took a swipe at Luthor. Little p***k! How dare he attack him when his back was turned, he was a coward and he'd be dealt with like one!
His eyes starting to clear as well as his mind after he made the swing and it was only then that he realized what he'd done... but really, deep down, there was little guilt. The scent about that kid wasn't one he liked and as such he just couldn't feel bad able taking a swing at him. He stank to much like Vampy which made him instantly an enemy in his mind.
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