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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 10:52 pm
Cedar panicked at the oncoming flurry, taking several of the hits, but eventually weaving his way out of it. Upon his final weave, Cedar gave a hard leap toward her again, spinning like a top near the end of the leap, creating a devastating electric whirlwind. Though his normal moves were limited in blade format, he could string attacks together more like this.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2015 10:15 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2015 12:07 pm
Cedar slid backwards, jumping to break the movement. "Your defense isn't bad at all. But show me what you've got." Cedar said, readying himself again for whatever she had to throw at him. He knew she was holding back. She was far to eager about sparring to let him just hit her over and over.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 4:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2015 11:28 am
"Drive Shield!!!" Cedar Exclaimed, the voice recognition software in his gauntlets reacting. A spinning sphere of electricity surrounded Cedar, and as Ren's next attack hit, the sphere rotated around her, shocking her and throwing her down to the ground. Cedar flipped backwards, catching his breath for a moment, then charged his gauntlets again. "Epsilon Smash!!" Cedar closed in quickly, preparing to land a hard uppercut at an angle, planning to launch Ren.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:21 pm
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Phantom_Knight_x_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 6:44 pm
It had been nearly a day since Garakon had risen the new structures in and around Hell - replacing the original palace for one of his own. The demonstration of power had swooned many of the lesser demons from Antholon and to seek out guidance from Garakon, but still quite a few remained under Antholon's leadership. The quickness in which the demons changed loyalties had always put Antholon on edge, and understandably so. Antholon wasn't just trying to become a leader, but was trying to change all of Hell to the very core - to the simplest fundamental principle in Hellion society.
That was all now threatened however, with the appearance of this new rival in Oni's stead. Obviously he knew how fickle Hellions were, and put on a massive display to make them fall in line. Antholon was deep in thought as he mulled over it all in his mind, but not yet was a plan of action clear to him. In the dark room over looking much of the city, Antholon would glance behind him at the most loyal of the Hellions who still chose his path. Their forces were scattered and thanks to recent events Antholon's progress had come to a screeching halt.
Antholon look back out through the window; watching as Hellions of all age and sex wandered about before him as if nothing had changed. I know not what to do... Antholon thought, truly the solution to his problems was unknown to him, but he would never lead any to see this moment of weakness. As many men and women have done in all of history, Antholon mentally sought out the guidance of his deities. Hear me! Guide me in my moment of weakness! You know my path is righteous, Gods! Show me through your divinities how to proceed!
Antholon could hear his own voice booming inside of his head, but it felt as though it never left his mind and onto the ethereal planes he had come to know and love; from whence he came and was chosen to do this great undertaking. However, in the back of his mind he could hear a faint voice call out to him - a voice nudging him on in as if it was an instinct or a gut feeling from deep inside of himself.
I see, Ulus. Garakon must bleed out.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 10:45 pm
((I'm back! My computer was broked...)) Cedar tried to weave again, missing some, but not all of the powerful energy attacks. He stumbled backward after one, then was launched by the second. Barely catching his footing, he readied himself yet again, smirking. "Not bad at all. I don't even have armor besides these, so i'm not surprised. However, you do old some high defensive strike." Cedar held up a gauntlet, sparks shooting from it now, indicating an increase in power.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2016 11:48 pm
Garakon The Last Soul Demon
~Hell's Soul Palace~ Garakon this day was walking about the city. Unlike many other Demon's who had risen to the capacity of being the leader he did not either fear other demons nor hide from them. This is due to the standard composition of Demonic society was to follow the one who had the most power and or cunning to obtain the throne and it's metaphysical power. In this Aspect Garakon had significant power, he was quite intelligent and cunning, and the throne was only his in hearsay. He was a placeholder for Lady Kikyo. Demonic society was as such that if they felt the one who's position above them was not strong enough or good enough to hold that position there would be a challenge and almost always one or the other would die granting the winner that position of power until the cycle repeats. In this occurrence Garakon would welcome challenges while none had been issued henceforth as of yet. Garakon was an intimidating figure. He stood significantly taller than the average humanoid.
From this height it was often viewed as a hindsight for his overconfident posture. The demon was heading toward his training areas which had finally been setup to his specifications. From what reports had been told to him as of this morning preliminary tests of a new form of weapon that had been in the works were successful. Although some tweaks were still in the works. This meant that the war Garakon was planning would soon take to fruition. Hell would begin to reinvest itself as a Universal power. As the behemoth walked it was unclear as of to anything about him the massive suit of armor covering every centimeter of his body obscured everything about him.
In this case he was using his newfound power to measure a non visible element within his new domain. He could not read thoughts or intentions unless they were of a significant overwhelming emotional intent such as a dying thirst for murder. He felt the souls of those within the city. As to be expected many of the demons had not even asked questions and simply followed. This was expected although to a degree a disappointment. After all smarter beings made more dangerous beings. About half the population fit into that category. About another 30% was questionable but not offering any resistance. In short they were comfortable had no internal desires fluctuating. Some of the souls however where not sure about what was going on. They could teeter to either side of the spectrum. A very small portent however was filled with hatred and almost a lust for eradication of the new stipulations. This was a skill that had once been put to very good use when Garakon served Satan himself. However Garakon was so out of practice he had no where near the control he used to. He was also not willing to go through the populace and find any would be dissenters and interrogate and destroy.
That was not the kind of deal he wanted to worry about at this point. He was not at the level of Satan's power and control. To show an example he was bound subserviently to the control stone that Lady Kikyo bore. Garakon had no capacity to make such a soul binding device. Otherwise it would be extremely useful. Furthermore if he did he would be able to make a proxy to free himself from it's grasp. While this was somewhat of an aspiration of his own. He found he actually rather agreed with Lady Kikyo's views and had no reason to dissent from that path. As he turned through a gateway iunto what to many would be viewed as a form of dark coliseum his eyes took into view the training consortium. The sands out here were for brutal matches. Beyond that were three passages each with guards and a strange glowing morass of energy forming a doorway within an arch that was made of bones that had been formed into grotesque claws to make an archway. The three energy doors held different colors. While the doorways themselves were not the most spectacular spectacle ever seen they were not intended to be. The first doorway was red. This chamber within would change the environment for those training within. By altering factors such as gravitational pull, difficulty to breath and inflicting force upon the body alike to being in extremely deep water. The second was blue. Within the blue chamber the physical form was no longer a matter of consequence. This chamber forced a person to use non-physical capacity to be worked, magical, psychic, anything non-physical was strained in it's use. The Final room was green That room had a very different intent. It did two things the first was it caused high strain on a persons senses. making it hard to see hear feel touch taste etc. The second and brighter side made it extremely hard to think and focus thoughts. The lighter side was filled with texts knowledge and all forms of quizzes. It was to raise a persons intellect.
Garakon inspected his training chambers which already had several of his Demons training within each. This was perfect. With these training rooms Garakon can usher in a superior society of demons. Demons who from the lowest echelons of demonic society could become strong smart and powerful to their each individual aspect. This would make demons a much more powerful race yet again. When he was a newer demon similar such places existed although his are considered extreme versions. That did not bother him. In a day or so he would implement that every demon was required to spend some time a day roughly 2 hours in each. This would only be 6 hours a day and was essentially the only thing he was demanding of the populace. Other than a certain tax levy which was rather small he had only required the face of loyalty to Lady Kikyo. This would make the society more rich. Hell was going to grow again, in the right direction. He would however not restrict use of these chambers. If someone spent 24 hours a day in a chamber that was their choice.
 DEATH IS NO LONGER FREEDOM
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2016 1:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2016 9:44 pm
Cedar lowered his gauntlets, flicking them to disperse the sparks. However, they were not deactivated yet. "Hmm...I've got no where else to go...plus, seems like fun...can you teach me to fight like that?" He brushed off some dust on his shoulder, and looked at Ren again. A spark was evident in his eyes. No pun intended. This seemed like fun to be roaming around hell raising...well, hell, with this woman.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2016 2:58 pm
Shiroyasha (White Demon) Armor Jiǔjīnsèmáo Zìyóushǒunǎo Yōko- Shasou ( Nine Golden Tails Free Leader Demon fox claws) ☸ ☸ ☸R enyoku S hironami G itsune ☸ ☸ ☸ ☸ The Nine Tails Negotiator Attendants Ren appears infront of Cedar suddenly smiling. Her eyes glow Crimson and her tail dances behind her. Of course of course. I'll teach you so many things. Hahah Ready to begin? This will be so much fun. Ren was extremely curious a About her new student. With Makai and Cedar on her side taking over Hell seemed more of a reality. Still she'd have to whip Cedar into shape quickly. It wouldn't be easy,but the Kitsune didn't need a weakling on her team. ----------
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 10:31 pm
Cedar nodded. He was ready. "I owe you my life. Not only do I think this will be fun, but I want to be useful. Makai or whatever his real name is, warned me not to anger you, so I'll do my best. And if I displease you, I'll accept your punishment."He knelt down in front of her, signifying his newfound allegiance.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2016 7:59 pm
Shiroyasha (White Demon) Armor Jiǔjīnsèmáo Zìyóushǒunǎo Yōko- Shasou ( Nine Golden Tails Free Leader Demon fox claws) ☸ ☸ ☸R enyoku S hironami G itsune ☸ ☸ ☸ ☸ The Nine Tails Negotiator Attendants Ren laughs and has two large urns brought in. I'd be more worried about him than myself. Heheh. Now then let's get started. In these urns I've placed two orbs. However the liquid within drains the soul. When I was a child my father used this to help strengthen my soul. Many demons and weapons exist that can directly affect the spirit and this is to build your resistance. I'd start with one hand for starters so you don't die hehe. Begin Ren takes a seat and drinks . ----------
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 3:48 pm
"I see..."Cedar breathed a couple times, deeply, then reached his right arm in, quickly wincing. But he reached on. Deeper his arm went into the urn. He now had a purpose, and he wouldn't soon fail. "GGGAAAAAAHHH!!!"Cedar was quickly feeling drained. But he soon gripped the orb, yanking his arm out, breathing hard, and sweating. "You...weren't...joking."
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