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 Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 8:40 pm
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Beth felt herself go into contractions as the baby began to move. The doctors got into position and did their thing. Beth began to take deep breaths, and readied for the next few hours.
[Lauren's born!]
After several pain wracked ours, a loud cry filled the room. A few tears of joy ran down Beth's cheeks as her child was cleaned off and handed to her. She pulled her in close to her chest and kissed her light golden hair. "She's so beautiful....Lauren..." she whispered, as Lauren nods off to sleep. Beth yawned and slowly closed her eyes. The whole ordeal had taken it's toll on her, and she needed some rest.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 3:42 pm
Till I get a format for Lauren, I'm putting both posts into this one █████████████████████████ ██████████ ████████████████ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXx███████████ Black Claw of the Shadows of Mau M A Uxxx↺xxxM A S T E Rxxx↻xxx3 0 0 0 ll 3 0 0 0XXX XXXXXXXXXX█████ :♥ Elizabeth ▪▪ Bishop ▪▪ Lady of Mau ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Over the next few weeks, many events unfolded. Lauren continued to rapidly grow, taking on the body of a 13 year old girl by her second week of life. Somehow, her mind was able to keep up with the growth, but at a price. Her mind splintered off into 3 separate personalities, each appearing at some unforeseen time. The most dominant of these minds is her dependent child mind, making her come off as a clingy wuss. Beth managed this a lot easier than she had expected, and usually kept Lauren's other, more rowdy, sides at rest.
Morning had come and it was time to get the day started. A few days ago, Lauren had said she wanted to be like her mother, learning to fight for the nation and one day leading it. Beth got up and quickly changed. She made her way down the hall to Lauren's room and sat on the edge of her bed. Lauren lay there, tangled in a mess of pillows and blankets. Beth smiled as she stroked her hair for a second before pulling on her tail. "Get up lazy, time to start your training. " she said, bouncing the bed to further encourage the sleeping girl.
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Lauren groaned as she quickly sat up in the bed. She looked at her mother and sighed. She looked over at the window and saw the sun was just coming up. She didnt think she'd have to get up this early to train. With one last sigh, Lauren got out of bed and started getting dressed. As she put each piece of clothing on, she'd look back to Beth, as though needing her approval of what she wore. Beth really couldnt care less, but she played along and nodded at each choice. When Lauren was fully dressed, the two made their way out to the academy.
[exit - both]
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 12:29 am
“I have foreseen your destruction.” Rivkah woke in a cold sweat, screaming, her blanket ruffled around her, hidden in a cluster of thorny bushes. She opened her eyes and sighed. more Darkness. She searched around her little perimeter, searching for the small hole she had hidden her things in the night before. Soft hands located the small cluster of personal belongings. Retrieving them, she lay them carefully on the blanket before searching for the edge. She quickly wrapped the items up, ensuring there was no way the items could escape. She had been doing this for seven years, and had gotten quite good at it.
With her bundle secure, she held it to her chest as she made her way out of the bushes, her free hand holding her dress up to prevent it getting ripped. She was hungry, and tired of the nightmares. She needed to find someone who could help her get the images under control. This is what she would do today.
Rivkah walked away from what had been her home for the night, only faint silhouettes of energy alerting her to the tree's and roots in her path. She stumbled occasionally, recovering her step only with great care.
Stepping out into the clearing, a some-what brighter pattern emerged. A tower of squares in her sight, moving slightly in the soft breeze that washed over here face. "This must mean... civilization... right? I mean... what else would use a ladder?" With that thought in mind the petite seer moved swiftly towards the ladder, her left hand wrapping around the rough rope. A smile on her face, Rivkah looked down, placing her foot awkwardly on what was the lowest rung. With one swift movement she placed the tied ends of the blanket between her teeth before carefully placing her feet to ensure she was stepping in the right place. With that done she began moving up to the next rung, she left the ground behind as the ascent began.
After several minutes her hands met wood, she had finished her ascent. Carefully, Rivkah pulled herself up, unclasping her teeth so the bundle made a soft thud on the surface. Clambering up, Rivkah got to her feet, leaning down to pick up the bundle at her feet. She moved along the pathways, choosing her foot placement carefully, not wanting to fall to an untimely demise. She moved through the town, heading for the highest concentration of energy, with hopes that someone would be able to help here.
"The dead shall rise. Then you will fall,"
Energy: 375/375
Skills used: N/A
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 1:33 am
Abaddon made his way across the bridges carefully, he was still not used to these heights, being someone who'd just come to the village recently. Still never sure of where he was headed, he kept his eyes up and looking ahead, submitting to his fears was something he was never taught. Something very unusual peeked his interest, a lone girl had just made her way up to village. Her steps seemed awfully focused, as though she kept her eyes closed from fear of looking down. He quickly guessed the quickest path towards her with the bridges, and made his way over to her, careful not to bump and possibly knock someone over the railings along the way.
Slowing as he neared, Abaddon checked over her person, wondering why she took each step so carefully. And then it hit him, her eyes weren't normal at all. Is she...? The question quickly popped into his mind, as he stopped walking altogether. Memories of The Old Man flooded his head as he tried to make himself move again. After what felt like ages, He asked the girl, "Are you okay?" Even though he wasn't sure of himself.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 1:57 am
  XXXXN I G H T M A R E X|X M A S T E R X|X W A R R I O RXX|X M A U V I L L A G EX|XXL O R D ❝ MARVEL AT PERFECTION, FOR IT IS FLEETING. ❞ XXXCURRENT STATE: HORSEMAN FORM
''Where is it? It's from somewhere... I can feel it... I can see it... but I can't find it." From a while ago, almost, Raphael had left the barracks and entered his Night Terror form. He smelled something. Something... familiar. But what was it? He didn't want to hunt it... but in this form, he could smell it much more clearly... what was it... that made both his mind and body scream to see it... just once? His home... yes, that was where it was coming from. But when he finally arrived there... all he could see was two people, one a girl and one a boy. But the smell... it seemed to be so strong within the boy... What was it?
Although the two would probably be struck with terror at seeing a large, emotionless centaur towering over them, he didn't care what they felt... he just wanted to feel that smell once more. ''Who is it? Who is it coming from? Do you know? Do any of you know the smell?"
(Raphael is extremely sensitive to the presence of other Nightmares... you're not in danger, though. He just wants to understand why he's feeling a nostalgic presence.)
 
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 2:07 am
“I have foreseen your destruction.”
Rivkah tilted her head backwards, her white-blue eyes coming to rest on Abaddon. "I am fine, Abaddon," She wasn't entirely sure how she knew his name, it just came to her when she gazed at his energy signal. "You must be quite conflicted... You poor soul," There was no logical explanation, to her at least, as to why she knew what he was, what he would become, what he could become. Taking a few step forwards, she looked up, her eyes locking onto his, filmy white blue orbs, filled with pain and knowing. "My name is Rivkah. Maybe you can help me," She stated, thinking to herself "Because no one else will," Her lips were parted slightly, a flash of anger flashed across her face at the thought. It still hurt her that so many people had forsaken her, and she felt it would just be a matter of time before Abaddon was hurting her too.
She turned with surprise at the new voice, a slight frown on her face, her heart beating a little faster. "Raphael... behave yourself," She told the beast in a firm tone. "That is no way to introduce yourself," She fixed her eyes on the creature, sightless apart from the huge amounts of energy he was emitting.
"The dead shall rise. Then you will fall,"
Energy: 375/375
Skills used: N/A
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 2:50 am
Abaddon felt and heard the thuds of heavy feet on wood echoing around them. Before his conscious mind could keep up, his body had turned to meet the noise, positioning himself between it's origins and the girl. It's booming voice demanded something about a smell. Then he noticed a very faint smell from the creature that felt oddly familiar. Could that be the scent means? He wondered as he stared at the giant beast.
Then he heard the girl speak his name, and shuddered. Within nearly an instant he knew that she must be like The Old Man. His head turned back to her as she continued to speak. Abaddon felt something flash in his mind, something dark and twisted, but only for an instant. But then when Rivkah introduced herself, he was back. He wanted to answer he question, but her mood changed rather quickly, and he didn't know what to say.
But soon the almost impossible situation at hand grabbed his attention when Rivkah began to speak to the creature as though it was a completely rational being. His eyes darted back to it and his body grew tense. Even if she started to talk to it, his body entered a panic mode. Abaddon was ready to leap at the creature if necessary, thinking she would have no way to escape if things turned ugly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:03 am
XXXXN I G H T M A R E X|X M A S T E R X|X W A R R I O RXX|X M A U V I L L A G EX|XXL O R D ❝ MARVEL AT PERFECTION, FOR IT IS FLEETING. ❞ XXXCURRENT STATE: HORSEMAN FORM
Looking down at the strange little girl who called out his name, trying to control his actions... his mind... his impulse... he felt only disgust. ''You don't... smell like it at all," He muttered, his hoof quickly raising, before it lightly pressed itself against the girl's head, at a speed that even a seer would lose track of. ''It's obviously not you... so then... it must be him. Abbadon, huh? What an adorable name... I like it. Do you know what Abbadon means, child? It means that he is the Devil. It means that he is evil and cannot be controlled. Much like... me?" In only a glimpse of a moment, his hoof raised from in front of her face, before lunging downwards, throwing her against the ground. His bow, on the other hand, raised up, aiming directly at Abbadon, as he saw the boy shaking in fear. Yes... terror. It was upon him, wasn't it? A nice disguise... for a Nightmare. ''Why are you here, hm? There is room for only one destroyer. One Nightmare. And any others who try to follow in my stead will be struck down. But first..." Staring blankly at the girl beside him, his lips curved into a twisted smile as he waited for her to help herself up. ''Hm... I wonder how a blind girl would feel if she knew herself to be twisting in agony? If she knew herself to be turning into a hideous visage that no one, not even a mother, could adore? Ah... my, I would very much so like to see how that story would play out. But just so you couldn't run from here... maybe I should remove of your legs? Hm... no, that'd be amateur. I think I'll wait to see if your little "Night Terror" comes to save you from your agony. Would a flea battle a titan to save another flea? Be strong, now, little Abbadon. You are a Nightmare, after all, aren't you?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:17 am
“I have foreseen your destruction.”
Rivkah shrieked as the hoof was placed on her head, crying out in fear as he pushed her over. As she picked herself up off the ground, trembling now, she let out a soft snarl. "He is no monster. The only creature of evil here is you. I know what he is. I know what you are," She backed away, ending up with her back against the tree. She wasnt entirely sure if the creature was right. She knew the stranger was at least partly the same as this creature, this monster, but she refused to believe anyone could be this... evil.
"The dead shall rise. Then you will fall,"
Energy: 375/375
Skills used: N/A
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:36 am
He felt the rush of movement near his head, and almost flinched. His head shot back as Rivkah cried out in terror, time started to grind to a halt as everything inside Abaddon became consumed with rage. His body already ready to strike, rocketed towards the giant's shin, completely ignoring the countless spikes aimed at his body. With one great leap, Abaddon aimed to tackle and knock Raphael onto his knees, using his own body as a weapon. As for the giant's words, Abaddon could not hear them, only anger and the unexplainable need to protect Rivkah filled what was left of his savage mind.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:51 am
XXXXN I G H T M A R E X|X M A S T E R X|X W A R R I O RXX|X M A U V I L L A G EX|XXL O R D ❝ MARVEL AT PERFECTION, FOR IT IS FLEETING. ❞ XXXCURRENT STATE: HUMANOID FORM
''Too slow. Much too slow." The moment Abbadon went mad with rage, Raphael abandoned his centaur half-body as his humanoid form leaped from the giant, which quickly disappeared afterwards. Within only a moment, he was above Abbadon, as his wings carried his heavy body behind the other man -- the move looking much like a backflip. ''Boring. Why was I even afraid of you? Whether it's a long-ranged stealth attack... a mid-ranged power attack... or a close-ranged suicide move..," He started, before knocking his lance against Abbadon's skull, hoping to knock him out, to end his weak little tantrum.
In his rage, it'd be nearly impossible for him to even react to the attack, which came at him with massive speed, and even resisting it was sure to bring him much more harm than anything else. ''...what's pointless is pointless."
He said, his other lance beginning to spin, aiming towards the man's heart as Raphael gave him an almost... sweet smile, something in his eyes telling Abbadon that... if he resisted, he would die. That, in itself, was soon becoming a fact. ''Tell me, Night Terror. Have you ever heard of a "drill" before? It's a new invention. When I heard of it, I was so excited, and I knew that I just had to have one! So... I learned how to create one from my own body. But as pretty as they are... I hear they're really quite agonizing. Would you like to test this rumor out for yourself? If not... why don't you stand down? Being so pathetically endearing for such a lost, and futile cause... really isn't heroic at all."
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 4:16 am
Abaddon began to react as soon as the giant started to leave his field of vision, though he was incapable of complex thoughts or strategies, his instincts were still good. He hit the ground on all fours, and with a roll and twist, Abaddon was facing now a different being who was yet the same. The Lance would come crashing into his shoulder, as Abaddon would have time to duck his head towards his chest. He snarled as his body flew into the side of one of the huts. Even though Raphael tried to talk sense into Abaddon, it'd have no effect, as he started to stand. Even though the second lance was already in motion, Abaddon's instincts screamed to stay out of it's way, so he jumped backwards with all his strength and crashed through the hut's wall. This caused the hut to collapse on top of him, with one of the heavier support beams landing on his forehead, knocking him out.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 4:32 am
XXXXN I G H T M A R E X|X M A S T E R X|X W A R R I O RXX|X M A U V I L L A G EX|XXL O R D ❝ MARVEL AT PERFECTION, FOR IT IS FLEETING. ❞ XXXCURRENT STATE: HUMANOID FORMWatching with amusement as he saw Abbadon attempt to evade his attack, he was almost impressed for a mere moment, as he saw him somehow fall back to a hut behind them. But when Abbadon was knocked out by its collapse, the Night Terror could only laugh hysterically. ''HAHAHAHA! Oh my god... I can't help myself. You two are so wonderful... I want to watch both of you screaming in agony... so badly... so badly! So sad for you, little Rivkah, that you must be the first to lose your life. It's no fun to kill someone unconscious, after all." Taking a quick step that quickly turned into a flash-movement, he appeared before Rivkah, holding his lance closely before her skull as it began to spin, once again becoming the drill. It was only a few mere inches from her skull... and every little part of his body ached, and screamed for him to finally plunge it into her brain. ''Evil, am I? If I'm so evil, I guess begging for your life will get you nowhere. But what does that mean for you, hm? Does it mean that you'll... die here? You've said it yourself. I'm evil. I'm a monster. So why shouldn't I kill you, hm? Why shouldn't I rip your mind and body into nothing as you attempt to flee in terror? You should've tried to run the moment Abbadon charged at me. But you simply... paralyzed yourself in fear. You have alot to learn. Like, these moves for example. You two really have alot of work to be done:
Warmth
Rank: E
Description: You create a warming glow within your body. This is useful when in very cold places but does little else.
Tch. Wow. There's only one spell for a student-ranked Seer. Welp, hurry up and learn it." Withdrawing his lance from her face, he stepped back and gave her breathing room, though his two, empty eyes, did not even for a moment... ever look away from her trembling body.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 4:51 am
“I have foreseen your destruction.”
Rivkah had watched the fight with fear clutching her heart. Abaddon had defended her. They had just met and he had fought to save her. The flashes of energy hurt her eyes and let out a scream as Abaddon crashed through the hut, his energy dulling a little as he fell unconscious. She watched as Raphael approached her, trembling. "I, I... I wouldn't leave him, I couldn't," She mumured in a frightened peep, looking out the corner of her eye as the drill got closer to her skull. "I have never begged before, I am not about to start now," She had been about to spit at him when he drew away. "What, what are you..." Her brow furrowed as she listened to him describe the skill. "I..." She frowned and concentrated, flooding her body with energy, sending waves of heat through her body. "There, now leave us alone! Leave us be! Let me go to him, he needs to be taken out of there!" She was still terrified, but she forced herself to stand up to the creature. Abaddon had helped her, she owed him.
"The dead shall rise. Then you will fall,"
Energy: 375/375
Skills used: N/A
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 5:02 am
XXXXN I G H T M A R E X|X M A S T E R X|X W A R R I O RXX|X M A U V I L L A G EX|XXL O R D ❝ MARVEL AT PERFECTION, FOR IT IS FLEETING. ❞ XXXCURRENT STATE: HUMAN FORM
''Hm. Interesting. Well, you're now the "trainee" rank. Con-grat-u-la-tions. As for your apparent disgust, hold it. Everything I do is in co-ordinance to a higher reasoning. You'll need to learn, as a soldier, that sometimes, sucking it up and running away is better than dying with honor. Than dying with pride." His lance shifting into its more apparent form -- Roxanne -- his Night Terror form quickly began to subside. All of his actions were his own, but all were influenced. Laced with malice. And most of all, terror. Now that he was... normal, at least for now, his malicious, vulgar persona retracted. And because of this... he almost felt... regret. Walking over to the sight of Abbadon's near-demise, he lifted the debris over the man as he lifted his unconscious body, holding him before him with both arms, bridal style. ''He'll be fine. I'm glad, though, that some sense of restriction came over me when it did. To kill one of my own... or to kill one of my fellow soldiers... how could I even... ugh, this is something to think about later. All I know, at this point, is that I cannot allow my Night Terror to overcome me like that. I didn't think... didn't think it would ever put you two in danger. Maybe I just can't yet understand the concept of... "losing all humanity."
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