Welcome to Gaia! ::

Crossing her arms over her chest nodded taking all that the other woman said in silence.

"Hmmm...so he has reverted. I hope there were no casualties in trying to hold him off? "

Despite the news at hand she rolled up her sleeve the skin had begun to grow discolored and patchy and across her forarm. Quickling pulling down her sleeve once again she acted as if she had seen nothing.

"Uhh so do you have any idea how he came out of this state before? Perhaps a variation of the events that led to his return to sanity would work again?"

"72....73....74...." now the ball was 32 times more powerful. He was feeling a burning in his arms as he was actually getting a workout now. He was sweating a bit, but his forehead protector also worked to keep the sweat out of his eyes. He had given up on making a decision now, but was instead deciding to leave it to fate. If he was meant to rest, something was sure to stop him. If he was meant to train, then he wouldn't think of a good reason to stop.

Jade laughed slighlty, having Deja vu once again. Didn't she have a discussion with Satomi earlier today like this...?

"And the other time...I actually managed grab onto him and hold on....and something because of that caused him to go back to Deity...but this time....."

She sighed sliglty. "I don't know what'll work this time. If I tried that, he'd probably smash my skull in....as for casulties...not yet that I know off...."

Jade looked oddly at Pith as she played with her sleeve.

"Hey...are you alright...?"

((Edited)

She looked up at Gabe as he mentioned that He'd be able to.

"No....not again. I'm not going through that again...." Her eyes were serious.

((gahh!!!!! you got to go to a con!!! i havent been to a con since my junior year in highschool. crying sorry bout your boyfriend.))

< rofl ...heya monkeys.>>

::The Red-headed Devil has found himself in the midst of a large city. Unfortunately for him - as far as his playtime is concerned - his havoc has been broadcast all over the news, and the entire population of the Earth is now fearing his arrival. Laying waste to numerous small towns and cities already, the area Fierce has arrived in now has been evacuated.

Instead of innocent bystanders in his path, he is met with the military of the country he has visited. Even if Deity had studied about the numerous significant locations on Earth, Fierce has not. He has no idea where he is, or who these people are. All he knows is that they consider themselves his opponents, which makes them his enemies.

Standing atop what remains of a burning pub, Demonic Fierce is standing in his signature relaxed and casual stance, his feet spread apart and his arms dangling lifelessly in front of his hips. His blackened eyes are narrowed sarcastically as he chews idly on his lower lip, facing a large river passing through this city. In the water are more than a dozen ships, and the devil can see submarines further back. Choppers fly overhead and surround him as he raises one eyebrow at this ambush.::

So many.....of you...

::Without warning, the guns of the helicopters simultaneously begin to fire, a rapid-fire spray of bullets coming down at Fierce from all directions. As if he was made of an eleven-foot-thick sheet of kevlar, the rounds all bounce right off of his body, only a few actually managing to cause abrasions on his surprisingly tough leather clothing. He remains very still, glancing up and around as he is shot repeatedly. After close to a minute, the spray comes to a gradual halt, as each gunner runs out of ammo, and must reload.

Puckering his lips closer together and twisting them to the side, the demon looks around expectantly, making sure that they have indeed stopped attacking, and that it is now his turn. After more than eight seconds pass, and not another bullet comes his way, he closes his blood red eyes and smiles broadly, showing his fangs in the process.

Turning around halfway, Fierce lifts his right index finger and begins counting how many helicopters are hovering nearby. He diligently points to each one by bobbing his wrist in the choppers direction and nodding as he whispers the number he counts. When he is finished, he stops, having spun a full 360 degrees.::

Nine birdies...nine stones....

::Fierce balls his left hand into a fist, red electrical bolts appearing and rushing down his arm. Soon, his forearm and hand are engulfed with black energy, similar to his black aura, red flame-like ki still surrounding it. This energy ball grows a few inches in diameter, but eventually stops after a second or so. Quickly lifting his left arm upward, the demon smirks widely and opens his palm.

A black and red explosion bursts forth from his opened hand, and nine red balls of ki fly straight up, like meteors. They then stop about sixty feet up and make u-turns, flying down; each ball is aimed for one of the helicopters. They all clearly start to move away as the balls are fired, but cannot evade them quickly enough when they come back down. The sky is brightened by nine very large and immediate explosions, masking the devil's appearance from the navy in the water.

As the fire and fallen debris begin to clear up, he can be seen, hopping from the top of the burning building, and making his way across the street, towards the river. The proper orders being given - out silent to Fierce - each ship begins firing on him. Huge gun turrets with powerful artillery shake the landscape with huge booms as they fire off large shells.

The first shell hits Fierce, exploding on contact. A breeze begins blowing across the road, sweeping the smoke clear, and revealing him still walking with a slow and lazy pace. The wind seems to not affect the eerie black mist that surrounds the demon. Round after round slams into Fierce, with hardly any effect at all. His eyes are focused forward, a crazed and otherwise vacant smile on his face.

A bright light appears from the water surface, revealed to be the fleet of submarines firing missiles into the air. Still being bombarded by gunnery units, Fierce tilts his head back, watching the series of easily two dozen missiles sailing through the air with a childlike curiosity. He stops his pace, standing still and watching with a blank look on his face as they come back down, flying down quickly and heading straight for their target.

The city is rocked violently as missile after missile collides with the monster, the buildings rattling and the windows shattering. The onslaught continues for what seems like minutes, each blast making the water of the river create waves that push the ships along slightly. As big as they are, it is of little concern, though the gun turrets stop firing at this point. When the smoke finally clears, another wind beginning to push the flames aside, the soldiers on the decks of the battleships are stunned.

Not only is the devil still standing, but he is still looking around in the sky, as though the missiles have vanished, and he's looking for them. When he realizes that they were an attack, he twists his lips in disappointment and shrugs, turning his attention back to the navy at hand. He begins to walk closer, reaching the edge of the dock, with only water ahead of him now as his tail waves behind his legs. The ships and subs all begin to move down along the path of the tributary. In the distance, in a large body of water a few miles away, the demon's keen eyes can see another submarine, waiting for something.

Not wanting to wait for another attack, Fierce lifts from the ground, flying gently up and over the water. As the vessels sail away, he flies up higher, doing the same as with the choppers. He counts each one - each sub and ship - until he is sure he hasn't missed even one.::

Twenty-three....birdies....one stone...

::A purely sadistic grin appears on the demon's face, and he covers his upper torso with his arms, crossing his forearms in front of his chest. He bows his head low against his collarbones, tucking his knees and tail closer until he is in the shape of a ball. His aura also contracts, as does the black mist that surrounds him. His ki becomes more focused, and centered in his body. He then thrusts his limbs outwards and throws his head back, calling loudly out as a hellacious explosion emanates from within his body, nearly a tenth of his power crashing outward and incinerating each vessel in the water, and numerous buildings on either side of the tributary.

This huge explosion is actually not nearly as big as it could be, especially had Fierce used his full power. If he had done that, there would be nothing left of Earth to speak of. Even so, the blast is roughly five miles in diameter, blowing away that sub in the distance as well, and crushing most of the city he is in. When he opens his eyes and again relaxes his stance, he sees that he is floating above a huge crater in the Earths crust, water beginning to flood in from the distance. After rocking his head back and briefly giggling with a satisfaction comparable to that of a toddler, he sighs to himself and looks around.

It is now, no longer occupied, that he senses a few above-average powers, far to the west. One, in particular, has his ki raised to the point as to be suitable for battle. His expresison remaining blank for close to a minute, he eventually smirks, narrowing his eyes as he turns his body in that direction.::

.....playtime.

.o O (see ya there then smile my friend lives 5-10 minutes away from boston so i'm staying at his place with some friends. gotta double check if i can go tho... gotta ask my mom first hahahaaa. its after school ends though so thats good )

((Yea... sorry to hear that Merena.))