『XXXXXLucifer closed his eyes slightly in thought, his arms crossed over his chest as he stood there listening intently to the words of those around him. It was a strange feeling, being around those that like himself craved adventure and strength; though he didn't know for sure if strength was truly what they wanted from this, since some preferred money and rank over power and fame. He himself was one to enjoy both, knowing money and rank was useful in it's own rights, but was not more useful than power and fame, since without power rank was meaningless. After a moment longer of thought the male opened his eyes, revealing the beautiful blue orbs underneath as he stared at West with a piercing gaze, as if trying to see into the mans soul through his eyes. For now he placed his trust in the boy, hoping that he wouldn't betray them or lead them astray given his rank and the fact that he hadn't outright lied to them . . . yet. It was too early to tell just how West was going to use the three of them, for all Lucifer knew he was being marched to his grave without even realizing it. It was a strange feeling, the feeling of helplessness that he was feeling when coming to face the fact that he wasn't in control of his own life; at least not fully. Sure he could make his own decisions and movements, but when people like West came along there were few choices offered; especially when it came to missions like the one they were being offered. If he said yes; it would result in potentially being given the rank of Adepts alongside money. If he said no; it could result in enmity towards him from the three others, or it could result in dozens of other unpleasant scenarios. It was an unpleasant situation he was put in currently, especially when factoring in the risk of entering Nocturne; where people of his religion were actively hunted if found. Shaking those thoughts from his head the blonde haired man focused once more on the conversation before him.
XXXXXAs soon as West finished explaining what the mission would entail Lucifer brought his hand up to scratch his chin softly in thought. From the way West was speaking they could easily say no, however if one payed closer attention to just how the statement was made it would be easy to tell that should they say no they would most likely end up on West's bad side. Grumbling quietly to himself the blonde-haired Incubus let out a soft sigh, running his fingers through his hair before speaking in a calm tone. "Very well, I myself will accept. I know not if the others will join me, however even if they do not I will attempt the mission on my own." Giving a tentative bow to show his respect, Lucifer brought one hand in front of him, bowing at the waist for a moment before standing back up into his previous position, though he let his arms remain at his sides instead of crossing them over his chest once more. It was a slightly more relaxed stance to take, not giving him the guarded look of his arms over his chest. Despite the fact that he was being incredibly reserved around the three, he wanted to show that he could work with them if he needed to, even if it meant going out of his comfort zone and working with a Succubus. Cracking his neck loudly the male stepped back, stuffing one of his hands in his pocket whilst leaving the other hanging at his side. Letting out a quiet yawn Lucifer looked at the two women, waiting for them to respond to West before he began to leave. 』™
Energy 825/825 Stats 5/7 Weapon Passives
• Flight has become passive, Lucifer's wingspan increases by twice the normal size, and become feathery instead of the usual bat type wings, and are pitch black in color.
• Has increased perception.
• Has 1.5x increased reaction speed.
• The Demon's Dance The way the Incubus seduces others with their charms. Regardless of rank, the affected will find it very difficult to deny them. If the subject is two ranks lower then the user, they're automatically seduced. The higher ranks can be seduced as well, but it'll be more difficult. Once captured the target focuses only on the Incubus, sort of like tunnel vision blocking out the surroundings. To clarify, seduction is energy. It is not eye-sight or hearing based. It's an aura that pushes outwards and seduces people. It can't be blocked by barriers/etc. People seduced will not attack you, and you can basically force them to do things depending on what you say. They won't hurt/kill themselves or attack another person.
• The Game This can only be applied to someone the Incubus has met before. Since Incubi appear simply as men, it's impossible to tell them apart from others. The moment you interact with them, they can register your desires. They'll remember you, and discover the aches and wants of your body. They'll know what sort of kinks you're into, and what type of person you like. They can use this to seduce you in person, or they can use it to manifest in your dreams. They'll send a little fraction of themselves to wherever you lay your head at night, and corrupt your body with their touch. When a victim is stronger and more able to resist them, they'll stick to beautiful and elated imagery to keep you hooked on your fantasy world. Timid and fearful victims will often be tormented with their desires, controlled by them rather than gifted them.
When a victim is truly infatuated with their fantasies, or crippled into submission by them, the Incubus has the power to manifest their spirit completely. They will then loom over them, and please their bodies however they want. This is most often used simply for the personal satisfaction of an Incubus, but can also be used for assassination purposes; ie, if the Incubus has reason to kill the target he's seduced, he will. The Incubi cannot use this ability to teleport to people while in combat, or to teleport to people who are in combat. The opponent will not suddenly be alarmed by the Incubi, but worked into it. They'll know they're coming, and will eagerly await them.
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Lady Apple White
Dreamatic
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 3:36 pm
MOOD:Neutral ONLINE:Yes GOLD:3,000 CRUSH:No One~ LOCATION:The Grand Cathedral
.::. This is the face I wear treading the riptide Abysmal oceans where good girls go to die I wanna love somebody Wanna feel their love on me. .::.
[The Fairhairs] ▬▬▬▬ [ Cleric ] ▬▬▬▬ [ Novice ]
Temperance Mikaelson Moonlight Rose.
A smile crept over Temperance's face as she seemed please maybe more so then she should be. Her left hand raising to her face as her finger tips danced along her delicious looking bottom lip. Was it the job offering or how the Empaoro spoke to the succubus? It was hard to know unless you knew Temperance personally, which none of them did. Thankfully. Emperor West true colors were coming out fairly quickly but through Temperance's eyes a beautiful range of colors dancing around his body. It was a very pretty show. Making sure not to look at him for to long or the others might start to look at her oddly, if they already didn't.
Temperance wasn't so thrilled about the women being invited on this little mission but if Lucifer agreed to go it might be worth her time which, he did. Being with both a succubus and an incubus their beauty would easily outshine her own but this could possibly work to her. Allowing her to fade into the background and remain unseen due to the sparkling beacons of unmatched beauty around her sometimes it was good to remained unnoticed as well. Her eyes narrowed softly as these thoughts dancing around in her head. Sorting out the positives and negatives that might come along with this adventure. The rewards however were far to good to pass up so she would agree to go regardless.
"I would love to take on this task, your grace." her voice as warm and invited as before. Her eyes shifting over to the women and then to Lucifer. Part of her wanted the Succubus to refuse so she could spend some time with Lucifer on her own terms but she would more then likely accept. Why wouldn't she unless she had no need for the reward. Her smile remained of course as her fingers drifted down from her flawless face and moved with her arms as she cross them over her chest. Waiting.
Then. Nothing happened. No one said anything and so Temperance become annoyed. Her finger tapping against her upper thigh waiting for.. something to happen but, nope. Bowing to his grace Temperance turned away from the group and took her leave. She did not wish to waste her time on those that couldn't ever 'act'. [Exit]
.::. I've got some damn bad intentions I got some secrets I forgot to mention Haven't learned my lesson .::.
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xxx n×◞KING ⊰OF(FRONTA)*⇣EMPEROR OF♕FRAXON! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:THE WEST IS COMING. THE WEST IS COMING. WEST IS COMING.
Why do you have to die?
Because.
Why?
Because it's the right thing to do. It's dishonorable to flee; it would tarnish my family name.
Beradan the Bold fled the Kingdoms when the Lords of the North descended for his throne. This is how your family, Gilletti, came to power in the first place. And yet - his family remains in this Kingdom now, House Terynmyr, Dukes of Lordshire. Why is it that you have to die now, West, when you could live to fight another day? And you - you will live forever. You can grow even stronger. Grow wiser and more fit to rule. You are the greatest Emperor Fraxon has ever seen, returning all of the Kingdoms to the fold, and even finishing the dreams of the old - beginning the great colonization of Kevai and Amaranthine. Fighting back the hordes of evil. Letting the songs of Vangelism sing from every corner of the world; and all while caught in a war between good and evil. You have died in the Palace of the Setting Sun, and returned alive a monster - a prank by the God of Tricks, one expunged by those who still oppose him.
You have killed your own brother, and abandoned your lover, and gone to war against all of the odds that live in this world. You have been brave, West. It's time to let go.
I will never.
Why?
Because -
Because, what is Emperor West without his crown? What is he when he has lost Akeem, when Isis has died, when his advisors have betrayed him or lost their lives . . . when everyone he has ever known has passed away or has been consumed by the madness of this world? What fate can Emperor West have in a world that has rejected him as a man, and only accepted him as a Lord? I have tried for my entire life to live with the silence of a commoner. I have tried for my entire life to embrace my nature as an Incubus; to be free as the wind and sleep with those I favor. And yet - and yet, I have always failed to live this life. God gave me this life. Michael. He gave me a task: keep Fraxon together. How can I reject his word and live for myself, when all things could come to an end?
I CAN'T BE RAPHAEL.
I can't abandon the crown.
I can't abandon my people.
I can't abandon the legacy of my father - of my mother. Of my ancestors, and those who have placed their lives and their faith in me.
Even as the people wane in their love of me, I must go on. Must. If I don't, then how will Fraxon survive? It will never survive. You know that. Everyone knows that - that's why they haven't overthrown me. Fraxon needs me. It needs me.
These hundreds of millions of people - they need me. I am their sword and their shield. Who will lead in my stead?
West . . . Find your own way. It's not about them - it's about you. Every man, as created by God, has to live for themselves. They can't take the burden of the whole world upon their shoulders, or they will grow to hate it. Learn to finally love the world you live in, for I know that you have hated it for all your life. The world has cast you aside as a beast of lust, a child cursed to live a wretched life. Don't be that creature. Don't be Raphael, the beast that prowls the streets searching for a momentary rush. Be West, who you're proud to be, who holds the crown always because it was destined to be his. You will always be the heart of this grand Empire - and yet you can do so many other things, in so many other places. Help restore the lands you have lost to evil. Do what you know will bring you pride.
- - -
I wonder what brought me to this in the first place - this constant crossroads, where my stubborn self argues with a facet of my mind that seeks to be wise. I suppose I'm a sore loser, as it's difficult for me to accept that I have lost my Empire to predetermination. Imagine - if the foolish angels didn't betray Michael, how great my rule could have been. I could have led all of the Empire and brought greater glory to it than it had ever seen. I could have forged a bond with Nocturne, whose leader is my dear friend, and we could have heralded an era of peace. Think about it all - how lovely the world was before he came. How happy I was back then.
Narathos torments me. He taunts me. I can feel him peering onto me at all times, from all corners of the horizon, staring into my mind. I know he's there. It's not just a hunch, but a fact. His eye gazes onto me, and as a mere subject of his great power, I relent. A world that he leads is not a world at all, but rather a piece of parchment that shall be inked from a thousand different multicolored pens until it looks like a scrambled mess of abstract art. That's the sort of man he is. I struggle to say God, because he is not. Like Michael, he has a heart similar to that of a man's, with all the complexities of such a design. That was how Michael made him, foolishly, instead of as an obedient slave.
I resent that weakness in creatures - that ability to make foolish decisions, to fail, to muck it all up for everyone else. Yet, it's also what I love about Michael. I can't imagine a world without all this chaos, funny enough. I guess in all his failings as our creator, he made a world unique enough for a guy like me.
And it's true, I do feel like I've been cast aside. But I don't think I hate Axiom. Without Axiom's wildly spreading insanity, I don't think I would have found love, honestly. I don't think I would've found courage, or strength, or valor. I don't think I would be the man I am today. I love the world I was born into, even for all of its flaws and failures, and even though Narathos may destroy it before long.
It's time for me to give back to the world, instead of just selfishly hording all of the power for my Empire. It's time for me to help the brave souls of this land reclaim the world we live in for the people it was designed for: mortals.
On this day, I join the war effort, to destroy the Gods that would interfere with the world of man.
A Nihilistic Revenant
To Maria Kal,
It is a pride of mine to have known you in my life, a great and loyal soldier and warrior. To you I would send the knowledge that I have revoked my claims on Kusana, and have withdrawn my opposition for the establishment of an independent monarchy. As Emperor West of Fraxon, I hereby entirely revoke my authority over Kusana, and offer the fate of the land to the people.
Also, I hope you're still kicking a** like you used to. I know aristocracy can make life a little boring. Lots of paperwork and pleasantries and all that. Some days, I really just miss the bashing skulls part of my life."
A faint smile
To Auriel - hope I spelled your name right!
While you don't know me other than what you've heard, Yuran has always been a Kingdom entrusted to brave Valkyries such as yourself by the establishment of Fraxon. I acknowledge that you are among one of the bravest and the most resolute, and so I offer you my official sponsorship for the reformation of an independent Kingdom of Yuran.
I find the loss of the land's health to be my greatest failing as an Emperor, and in this face of this I wish to make amends. Soon, I would hope to see you in person, as there is much to discuss between you and I."
-VL- El Hiro Fresco
Hey Daddy,
Since you turned me and all, I'm going to call you that from now on. Hehehe. I know it'll probably annoy you, which is the goal.
It was good to know you, and to serve as a fellow Lord of a Kingdom. However, those days fall behind me now, and we will no longer share our rulership in common.
If the world does truly end, I hope to see you before the final moments. And . . . I hope that you're still you - that the world hasn't turned you blackened. Send a letter to me on any given day, and I shall be there for you. I am your progeny, after all. It's the least I can do, sworn vow and all.
Cheers, Emperor Best."
A faint smile
To Akeem Malek - King of the East, and my one true love,
I offer Aramil autonomy as an Empire of its own. It is a land close to my heart, the only land that would offer a forlorn King such as I refuge after my defeat at the hands of Fenrir. Not only that, but it serves as a special place and memento for perhaps one of the only positive memories I still contain within me - meeting you, growing with you as a ruler and as a man, and discovering the integrity of your loyalty and love.
There is a world worth saving before me. Yuran must not be lost forever. I have an obligation as an Emperor to save it, even though I have released it from my grasp. When all is well and the task is done, I will come to you. I will come to you as I did before all hell descended - in your dreams, in the deep of night, your heart drawn to mine. I always know where you are, my love, and I hope that you will still hold my memory to a standard of dignity when I have finally lost it all. I would have you know that you are the only thing that keeps me alive."
