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 Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 5:46 pm
There are objects of affection that can mesmerize the soul,
there is always one addiction that just cannot be controlled.
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Alex couldn't move, locked in his trance as he pierced into the fiber of her being. Her body grew soft, relaxing.
[[[...In this vast hemisphere, whose concave roof was impressively though decadently carved to a likeness of a primordial celestial hallway. The black tunnel yawned indefinitely off at a steep descending grade, its aperture adorned with grotesquely chiseled demons. The sides were sparsely adorned with cartouches of conventional designs in a late, Egyptian style; the carvings were marvelously well preserved. The floor was quite clear. The farther she advanced, the warmer it became; so that she was soon unbuttoning her heavy garments. They are tight and chafe her skin. Each one is removed and left trailing behind her...
...A man wearing black robes reaches for her. He is beautiful, seductive, and very angry with her. He calls, summoning her. His hold over her is great, and she has the need to go to him. As if she belongs to him...
He makes me lie down in green pastures: he leads me beside the still waters.
...She is a kite in a tornado, but her string is long. There is tension in the line, and somewhere, someone is holding on to the other end, and, although it cannot spare her this storm, it will not let her be lost. It is just enough...
Cursed be the ground for our sake. Both thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for us. For out of the ground we were taken.
...She is the highest star, his brightest sun, and now he is as dark as night. He is always dark, feared, above and beyond any law. But she loves him anyway. He, who has killed without conscience, taken without question, conquered without hesitation. He is mighty, vast and strong. Life is a sensual banquet and he is voracious. Her supple body lays upon the cold stone, wrists bound in thorns, and sweat glistening against the intense glow of her raw flesh. She is heat. She is more than pain. She is agony. She is the other side of death denied the mercy of it. She is a life that should never have been, and he reminds her of it with each filling. Skin is all she is. Skin that is alive, aglow, and enduring teeth, tongue, and hands alike. Alex tries to move away, rolling and twisting, but it is not enough. It only makes the pain worse. Her skin is on fire, flayed by a thousand red-hot blades. She feels her most powerful weapon, the one she swore to never give up- hope- is slipping away. Her will is...
Will? What's will? Did she even know the word? Did she ever?
For the dust we are... and to the dust we shall return. ]]]
She convulsed, gasping in random shutters, and her back had even arched before everything went black. There was no going back.
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Str./Spd.: 9/4xEnergy: 180/350x
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 6:15 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████DREADNOUGHTXXGUNSLINGER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore...  XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : K R A N I L AxxG U N S L I N G E R : ± : 2 5 5 0 ll 2 5 4 0 : ±` ▶▶X653 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Srin's grasp on the woman would slowly being to remove his grasp from her blade and gently let her slide back down against the wall while she seemed to be entraced with the Torment. The void carapace itself would slowly start move back falling back on his a** with his hands gently laying against the ground keeping him in a relax position. The Torment was different for everyone who experianced it until they had reached the near end of the torment, than everything would come to where they would understand. Funny enough Srin would watch this all happen as he sat there curious about what her darkest fear really was. IT was really the demon in him that enjoyed more than anything, the other part of him felt horrible. Being spilt on what he felt about doing this to all of his victims, seeing what the feared the most and how they reacted to it. Some could say it was the ultimate test of how strong one person's will was against the dark parts of the worlds
Srin's Humanity Theme ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ strength ◤12◢xxxxspeed ◤11◢ ██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████ Layout Ⓒ iZann
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 6:25 pm
There are objects of affection that can mesmerize the soul,
there is always one addiction that just cannot be controlled.
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[[[ She is hollow, barren, and empty. The darkening depths beckoning still but she holds out against the tide. Flesh dusted in a fine obsidian crystal, the once golden spheres now reflect burning embers. She is the night eclipsing the sun, it is her curse now. She clutches her head and moaned, "No...NO!" She tried stepping backwards, to retreat from this, but it wouldn't let her. Her feet locked down right where they are.
The pain in her head swelled to a vicious crescendo. She wraps both her arms around her face and cradled her aching skull. The pressure ratcheted up violently, and just when she was certain the top of her skull was going to blow off and rain bone shrapnel across the street, a hundred frozen ice picks perforated her skull, releasing the pressure, creating a new hell of its own, an internal purgatory.
"No," the wolf whimpered, staggering. "Please...no."
The ice picks had jagged edges and rotated like roasting skewers. Her lips moved soundlessly and she collapsed to her knees, toppled over, and fell face down into the sour-smelling dirt. A wintry wind howled down between the trees, chilling her to the bone. She clawed at the muck...]]]
"No," she trembled, and whispered. "Please...no."
Alex's fingernails dug at the stone, leaving the tips of them broken in gaps between the brick. Drools of liquid gold drip downward, painting the grass a rich ichor.
[[[With immense effort, she raised her head and looked down the lane. Lean muscles flexed, pushing her from roots and moss until it gave way to a descent into a bleak abyss. It was madness, tumbling head over heels for...there was no time here, no particular place. She'd scream but air would not fill her lungs, she was choking on the slippery ink.
And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep.]]]
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 7:25 pm
I have nothing to really post XD
your go again
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 8:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 9:57 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████DREADNOUGHTXXGUNSLINGER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore...  XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : K R A N I L AxxG U N S L I N G E R : ± : 2 5 5 0 ll 2 5 4 0 : ±` ▶▶X653 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ That part was when aura around them both would match, both being gentle flames each lighting each other in the darkness. Alex would see what was burned in the back of his mind for all of his life, something that was in his dreams every night. Nightmares...Memories... they were all the same to the being before her as she started to move through the motions of how he found his brother. Alex would never see Srin behind her as she went through this vision of the young black haired boy covered in blood on the ground. The little girl running through his memory would not be alone as she ran looking over a few scenes of the memory. Fading back into the real world Srin could see the tears running down her face. When her eyes looked up to the crimson orbs the man's hand would slowly move towards her forehead and gently laced her gently locks around his hand as it laid there. Sin had remained quiet as he would quietly watch the two from a pillar only a few meters away. Was there anything he could really say about how she felt right now to make her feel any better? No. There has never been anything that could be said to make up for what had happened, but he had learned that rather than have it define him it reminded him of what he wanted to protect others from.
His voice would gently escape the asylum of his mind echoing over to the broken woman before him. "Cry....its alright." his hand gently rubbed the top of her head for a moment before he would keep his soft words following."True pain. Very few see it... even fewer actually feel it." His hand would gently unlace from her locks sliding down silk like skin gently wrapping his hand around her cheek and his thumb lightly around her chin. His eyes had would look at hers with a welcoming warm smile creeping through his face. "Darkness is where some of warmest light is born. The Evil, The Pain, and The Suffering of the world does not always shape the worst of beings..." closing his eyes for a moment torment itself would move on with the past memory but this time with a twist. Srin had show her it all but what came from it as well before he would leave to go to Kora.
She would enter a large house where she may have remembered from just a few moments ago with toys spread across the floor and the sound of laughter in the back ground. She would be a small child once more in the hallway where she had seen the boy but a dim calm light shined in showing small particules of dust as she looked. A small long black haired boy would be beside her with his hair covering most of his face other than a few stands showing a soft crimson orb. The little boy would appear to be around 8 as she would look at him. Smiling at her with three teeth missing in his bright smile he would head down the hallway with his hair gently rising behind him. The buy would lead her into what seemed to be a living room with a few other children inside. A waktu girl with platinum blonde hair brushing her hair, a big dragon kin boy that was chewing on a wooden stool, and finally a small pair near the window seal waiting it had seemed. The black haired boy ran towards them moving towards the boy of the pair, seeming sharing the same features as he did but with baby blue eyes a small canine poking out as he smiled towards his brother. The crimson eyed boy looked down at the small brown haired girl beside him seeing she had tugged on his pant leg with one hand and small webbing dripping down from her other. When and if Alex had gotten close enough the blue eyed boy brother would look at her with a smirk across his face only to wink at her with his tongue sticking out slightly. The crimson eyed boy would turn around with the little brown haired girl hiding behind him staring at her with bright green eyes waving at her gently with a little bit of webbing sinking down. The area itself would begin to fade away like dust in the wind as seeming the crimson eyed boy stayed solely with her and the other two disappeared for a few moments. A small ghost like figure would form around the little boy as she looked at her. The figure would smirk wickly at her as both her and the boy would begin to age.
Both growing with age and height the area around them would change from the home to a massive forest like before but the trees around them different and foreign feeling to both. Alex would appear beside a rather tall masked gunslinger as he looked on the roots of kusana for the first time. A dark aura burning strong within him as she would glance at him or not. Moving foreword the masked figure went and the area changed once more to a classroom with a large tree busting through the side of the room and a man sitting behind a desk reading a book. The masked gunslinger came to the man at the desk and would speak to him quietly. A name would ring to her gently in her mind as this had taken place. Makyo. A gentle laugh escaping from the man behind the desk was not shared by the masked one as the area began to change and the aura started to change to a happier more welcoming one. Scenes would change of two dreadnoughts clashing with steel and lead, claw and carapace. Sparks flying, power rising, and a realtionship building. Time would seem to pass showing him in the city of pronta with Queen Kora and Makyo. The masked gunslinger would have a raging fire flying all around him as he looked at the two, a similar dark aura filling the air but surpising much weaker than alex would have ever felt. The gunslinger dreadnought and the shadowknight dreadnought clashed as if only for a moment, once their attacks clashed everything had changed to that back to the classroom filled with people balloons and merriment. The masked gunslinger off in the corner with a small smile peaking out from under it as he watched Kora, Makyo and many others enjoy the birthday before them. The party would play on for a moment before the gunslinger moved towards them changing like dust in the wind once more. Changing the scene to a night at the classroom later that day with the masked gunslinger standing over kora for a few moments. The words of great escape the dreadnought's lips right before he kisses the woma gently. Lasting for what only had taken a few moments he had broken away with hi goodbyes and started to head out the room.
The dust flys around them once more as the scenes to come much wuicker flashing scenes from a place covered in snow and ice. Friends sharing camp fire together with him, the fight against a incubus, and this Dreadnought building a nation. The aura of memories moved to a softer slower one as it came to a small tan blind woman that the dreadnought had stood beside with his arm wrapped gently around her. A bright smile crossing his face, the sun was not needed when it had shown. Duty. Friendship. Love.... Soon a white haired man would enter the room with the two with the blind woman moving to him hugging the figure tightly leaving the dreadnought on the over look of the scene, gritting his teeth in anger. Time had passed and soon new life was shown as the two men were on each side of the blind woman to see a infant baby craddled in her arms. The dreadnought quiet and slow moving had seemed to be more commited to this unknown being than the other male had been. Even with this scene being played out with a happy joyful aura, a great sorrow could be felt deep within. Time pasted once more and it showed the great ice nation once more with the Dreadnought facing down a cat before everything had played out. The dreadnought in this fight being crushed by the might of a Sin. Everything seems to cut to black for a few moments before reopenning to see Kora over the dreadnought hugging him tightly. Reborn. Time passes faster and faster as scenes of battle and that of nation of great light is shown until finally it comes to the hounds.... The Damnable hounds. The dust seems to shudder as this plays out. The dreadnought surround by wolves of the darkest night and bread from the coldest depths of hell. An image of a great cloaked woman appears and so begins to the memory of being ripped limp by limb the hounds of Nocturnal... his soul being ripped into nothing but shreads. Pain,sadness, fear.... and regret. That was what be felt as the scene played out.
Finally the scenes would soon come to an end as the dist reforms with the dreadnought rising from the earth veins of fire and magma spreading acorss the plains of this light nation only to release a massive demonic figure with pitch black wings launching into the sky unfearing of the light. Why would a demon be afraid of something that he grew up in? Soon the Nocturne wars played out before her, Paladins and the Blight Followers waging a war they had not excepted. The legions of the damned many could call were show rushing this nation with the great demon leading them, Lycans, Vampires, Feral,Shades, Waktu, and even Dreadnoughts themselves crashing into their sorn enemies. This fight was not for pointless blood shed nor was it because they wanted to raze the planet, but simply to fight to reclaim a place of their own. Things sped up once more until it showed the dreadnought sitting on the throne with a incubus to his right and a lycan to his left showing this image of what he had called friends during that time. The present had finally came into the view everything from his leaving nocturne to coming to the place. Than like it had never happen the dust had disappeared revealing the world around her once more.
Srin's eyes looked worn and his heart ached as the memories themselves had brought his smiling face to tears. They streamed down his face like a gently summer rain only to be graced with his smile that still peaked through. His hand would slowly move away from her face as he would speak up softly. "Darkness is not always evil.... I am know I am the Darkness to most.... Thou those who feel the hardest of pain are the ones that learn to give the greatest amount of love. Those who have had it hardest are always the wisest... And those who smile the brightest are the ones who have the saddest, only wishing for others smile like they do..." he finished softly starting close one of his eyes because of his water works.
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 12:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 1:29 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████DREADNOUGHTXXGUNSLINGER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore... XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : K R A N I L AxxG U N S L I N G E R : ± : 2 5 5 0 ll 2 5 4 0 : ±` ▶▶X653 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ The Dreadnought's smile never shifted as she looked up at him with those golden sun rises of hers looked at him with tears still distorting them. Hearing her words his opened eye gently close half way with a soften looked it as she spoke about the light being nothing with out the dark. The truth could not be any clearer in the world, the bitter dark truth that sworn enemies need each other to live in this world of theirs. It had taken the dreadnought years to learn this fact, and even with his intolerance back in Nocturne, Srin understood that radicals like the Blight Followers should not be allowed to live. A faint laugh escaped the bright smile of Srin as he felt the fingers lacing across his face removing the tears. "No need to ask to be forgiven. Those who are born in the light may be the most noble but they are unknowing of the darkness of the world.. they lose the sheer power to try and understand the evil." he said now eyes both half open as he spoke up hearing the last bit of her words with his smile faded from its brightness moving down to a smaller one, gentle and soft. Believed in him... How many times had that ever been said from others? Mayko...Kora... they were the only ones that believed in him even if their faith had been shaken. Slowly his face would face towards the ground as his body would soon rise back up from the earth. His stance was firm but not pushed out with cockiness as he looked down at her with his right hand gently leaned down to her. His lips would seem to echo off the soft quiet tone unlike his normal as he did this. "Believe in yourself... Do not take false faith hoping towards the imperfect. Mere Brimstone is all the flower lays against wishing for it to give it's stem strength. Rough and barren the brimstone may be but the faint veins of glowing fire will give what warm they can." he said gently
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 1:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 2:26 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████DREADNOUGHTXXGUNSLINGER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore... XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : K R A N I L AxxG U N S L I N G E R : ± : 2 5 5 0 ll 2 5 4 0 : ±` ▶▶X653 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Srin had thought quietly on the last bit of what she had said about the guardian angels. Yes she was right, being dead gave him a chance to be one for a short time for Makyo right before he died to the hands of Liliana and Conner. His heart kind of jarred at the thought of the moment when saw his father fall to a woman he loved and a man that remained unknown to him. His lips would reform his soft smile as he started to nod in her direction really with his mind clouded by that memory running through his head. Sin had started to walk over from his pillar looking at the woman with a rather dull expression unlike befores, wild and crazed. His eyes gently glazed over her for a moment before speaking up softly. "He is thinking yes to your question." he said bluntly
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 4:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 7:07 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████DREADNOUGHTXXGUNSLINGER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore... XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : K R A N I L AxxG U N S L I N G E R : ± : 2 5 5 0 ll 2 4 4 0 : ±` ▶▶X653 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Srin had listened the words from the Alex before him causing him to blink a few times moving back into the world once more. Looking around he would soon move his eyes back on the angel with his smile returning to the bright smile he had before all this craziness had happen. She had reminded him of his plans with lady kora back over near the lake which had him smiling brighter. Srin would have to rush their quickly so she did not have to be their bored too long. Glancing back at the palace itself he would point his thumb back towards it laughing nervously."Your right I do have plans.... Since I need to get their like now! I would like you to go grab my jacket and cannon inside the palace. Bring it to the big a** tree in the middle of the city." With the something amazing would seem to happen as the tank top would rip slowly from behind until finally twin wings thrust out wards into the air behind. The wings were a dark crimson with spiky carapace skin that stood strong before the woman as Srin winked. Bending his knees he would launch out to the garden and sudden arch up into the sky like a bullet disappearing from view
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 8:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 7:07 pm
 ❀Kora Summer❀ The White Nightmare//Cleric//Sage
Kora return to the palace just dead tired. She looked terrible, people working at the palace came up to her wondering what happen. But all she could do is wave them away with little strength she has left in her will. No smile could be given to them, her lights were fading away. "I... just want to be alone..." She faintly said to them before she headed to her room. Locking the room behind, she collapse on top of her bed. And from there... she release the waterworks again. Hugging her pillow for comfort as she cry her heart out silently.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 2:51 pm
 ❀Kora Summer❀ The White Nightmare//Cleric//Sage
Kora stir, rose her head off the bed. What time is it? How long have she been crying? It felt like she just woken up from a nap. Kora hanged her legs over the bed, held her head as she solk. She felt like s**t... so much pain, so much sorrow she let out, and after all that she felt... nothing. It was... welcoming. This emptiness in her chest, she doesn't feel the pain anymore. All of her emotion have been push away, leaving only a shallow void. Kora may not feel happy but as long she doesn't feel the pain anymore, she's willing to accept this. She's sick of all of it anyways.
Kora lazily stood up, feeling her cloths wrinkled of being soaked and sleeping it on. She changed back to her other clothes. Even though she's awake, Kora doesn't feel like leaving her room. She didn't want to.
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