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 Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 11:02 pm
 Deep down inside her throat, Verix growled.
She had just gone into an angry fit and used her blade to whack at some trees in her emotional burst. Now, a pile of trees lay before her, their trunks mutiliated with slashes. Oh, this reminded her how she hated emotions.
Hate hate hate.
Damn, wasn't hate an emotion too? "Uncleeee." She muttered angrily, covering her blades with their covers and fastening her weapon back on her back with straps. Straps that Xanul had helped to make. Her wand was placed in a case near her chest on the strap and she pawed at it lightly with a frown.
"You're such an idiot, Uncle."
So maybe it wasn't Xanul's fault...it wasn't his fault entirely at all. But it had been a childhood habit of hers to blame him, and to whack, or even bite him. It made her feel a lot better.
She didn't want to admit it, but she missed her uncle.
Oh hell.
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2008 2:06 pm
 A silver female gently hummed, as she wandered away from her weapons shed. She had been spending more and more time there, especially since her parents had, had a new batch of eggs. Three more siblings, and now she was no longer the youngest. Not that she didn't want more siblings, oh no, she had been wanting more for a while. The Four Horsemen weren't complete before, but now they would be. It was simply that, with more siblings (especially three more), meant that she needed to change up her plans. The Apocalypse had to be created perfectly, and if she didn't come up with new plans to refect the fact that the Horsemen were now finally complete...well she wouldn't be a very good Horseman herself if she didn't make new plans.
So Pestilence had been working away, bossing people around, and wandering from the Place to her weapons shed, or to simply nowhere to blow things up or torment whomever she crossed paths with. Nothing really out of the ordinary for the Apocalyptic female.
Where she was currently headding was unknown, she would most likely just go off and find some poor creature to play target practice with, or perhaps feed poisoned foods (she'd been working on more ways to be 'Plaguey'). One could say that the female was feeling a bit 'out of it' this pirticular day, as she hadn't even begun to notice the pile of trees in the upcoming horizon, and she might have walked right past them, in such deep devious thought of chaotic plans, had someone not have been talking aloud to themselves.
Dark tiped ears perked, and the masked female caught sight of someone rather familiar. "Well well well. Someone got bigger." her maniacal voice rang out.
[ Brain wasn't working on how to fit Weas in. XD'' Will add him in later maybe if my brain starts working. ]
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2008 7:17 pm
"So I have." Verix snapped back, turning to face the Horseman. Although Pez would be one of the kitsusagis she actually liked (or considered not to be an enemy), she was still in a pretty bad mood. "And Blade's grown as well." She jerked a paw in the direction of the weapon strapped to her back.
She tilted her head towards the silver female. "So how's creating chaos been?" Derix and her had been doing quite a lot of that pretty lately, ever since they got kicked out from their homes.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 11:06 am
The grin upon the female's face remained, even at Verix's oviously bad mood. "Wouldn't have been a very good weapon if it didn't grow with you. -Would have been nothing but spare parts if it was too small for you. And it's always a pain disassembling old weapons. Exactly why I get someone else to do that for me. Lack of time, way too much to plan." her tails swayed, gently brushing up against the ground, stiring up a few tiny dust clouds.
Masked grey eyes, looked over the female (or really more her blade then anything else). "Oh you know. The same as it usually is. Destroying the landscape, blowing up frogs and other little things for target practice, poisoning things, the screams and terrified faces of those you shoot at with a bazooka. -So I guess you can say it's been going great. I even got more slave-puppies. You really should meet them sometimes. Dispite a few flaws I need to work out of them, they're all perfect little workers."
Pestilence paused for a moment, digging around in her right armsock, before pulling out a few papers (followed by a few army men tumbling out accidently). "Chaos is going to be even more chaotic soon. Ah, I can already smell the Apocalypse...Or maybe that's just gun powder --doesn't matter. The Four Horsemen are going to be complete soon. My parent's had more eggs. So I've been working on some new plans, have to fit in the new siblings, or my dear Apocalypse might hate me." And she could not have that. She could NEVER have that. Her world would crumble if the Apocalypse started hating her. And that would lead to a very very very upset Horseman. And an upset Horseman is never a good thing. Not for the world anyways.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 8:27 pm
"Are weapons even supposed to grow?" There was slight skepticism in her voice. "Not that I mind of course. Either way, I would have made Nexis upgrade it." Both of them seemed to like making others fix their weapons for them.
"Slaves?" An eyebrow quirked, the feral smile returning to her features. Well, well, that sounded fun. She had mentioned to Derix that they should kidnap some idiots to cook for them (Since both of them had absolutely no idea how to) and do some dirty work. But since both of them still didn't have a house, the plan was shelved for now.
"More eggs." She grimaced. If her parents ever had more...well, to tell the truth, she wasn't sure as to how to react. If they were all like how Zweix were, she would refuse to even think of them as her siblings. However...if they were like her, Derix or Nexis, she wouldn't quite mind. Besides, she didn't exactly like being the youngest one. "Well, let's hope those eggs will live up to being Horsemen. Can't stand all those idiots around; we don't need more."
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 10:43 pm
The silver female shruged. She wasn't all that sure, even after what she had said. "What good are they if you outgrow them? They better grow!" She certainly was in a more bratty state then an 'I'm a genius you know' one.
Though growing weapons wouldn't have mattered much to the Horseman, if she actually took the time to look at the way things were. She made all her weapons (with occasional help of course), so they'd have always of been the right size, as she hadn't really been able to build all that well until she herself had gotten older. Her concentration had grown, and she could actually stay focused on the task of making something, unlike when she was just a little angry kit.
"Oh yes." she grined, licking her chops. Slave-Puppies were such good help...most of the time. And they had so many skills! She had many, but only two she held as 'high-ranking'. One, her fake boyfriend, Amuck. He'd do just about anything she said, so long as he got to be around for all the chaos. Not to mention he had thumbs and always got her frogs to play with. And then of course there was Jack. Certainly more wussy then anything, but she trusted him enough to handle organizing her weapons and such. That and he said he could build robots, so always a good idea to keep someone with a talent like that on the side of the Apocalypse. "They have so many talents. -I'm thinking of maybe getting some more. Give them to my big brother, you know. See how he handles them. The Apocalypse will be here in no time!"
The female remained emotionless as Verix commented on the fact that there were to be more Horsemen. The tan female seemed to be thinking something over, and Pestilence was having a rather hard time not prying into the female's head for a little peek. "Oh since they're my siblings I'm sure they'll be good little Horsemen. I mean I suppose they could end up taking after Babs, or Luci, but he's still a good Horseman if I think about it..Either way, there's three, so if one's a dud, there's always a spare." Oh such loving comments from the big sister to be.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 4:04 am
"Well, did any of yours grow as well?" Verix raised an eyebrow. None of her siblings had an actual weapon like she did, so she wasn't very sure, but the way Uncle had reacted when he realised it was growing larger...
...Was amusing.
"There aren't very useful ones out there though." Verix tapped her paw on a nearby fallen tree. "At least those that I've seen. Complete retards, with the exception of present company and the majority of my siblings." Perhaps it was because Pez had already found the "talented" ones, as she said. Or perhaps Verix should scout around more often for potential slaves. "How's the Apocalypse plan going anyway?" She was a tad interested in it, of course. Who of their right mind wouldn't?
"You'll never know. Some kids just like to talk back to you. And some just go on and on with endless rambling. I had to smack that idiot Daddums took in for laughing at Derix being kicked out of the house." If only there was a useful kid around. She would like to see that.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 11:28 am
There was a pause. An actual moment when Pestilence was not shuffling, or talking, or making a sound in anyway. Had any of her weapons grown when she had been growing up? "No. I don't think any of them ever did. I just got my Uncle Jack to upgrade them as time went on. With my help of course!" The silver female paused yet again, this time scratching a claw against the ground. "Most of my weapons didn't require any changes though. Guns pretty much come in one size only. The bazookas however. Those were changed. I mostly had firecrackers as a little kid though. So no need to change the size of something that blows up." she gave Verix a fangful grin.
With a shake of the head she turned, slowly padding over to one of the fallen trees. And with an oddly gentle leap, hopped up onto its trunk. "Oh, sometimes you have to find their uses. The telepathy really helps there. Poke around in their brain until you get something you need. Something you can use. -But only if they listen to your every word, or at least can be trained to do so."
Pestilence nodded. "They are mostly idiots, but when you can use that to your advantage, well it could be quite useful. Not to mention they're all expendable, keep the valuable ones and let the expendable idiots do most of the dangerous work when it comes to protecting the name of the Apocalypse. -Can't have the slave-puppies with actual value doing something that'd get them killed. Not 'til it's their time anyways. --And it's going great. A little behind, especially now, what with having to add in the new siblings. But it'll be back on track in no time!"
A shrug, as the female walked along the trunk of the tree. Tails swished back and forth brushing against it. "No one would ever talk back to ME. They wouldn't be STUPID enough! As the leader of the Four Horsemen I get a certain respect! A certain amount of fear. NO ONE talks back to me. Ever! --And besides~ if it's just endless ramblings I'll be fine. My father is the Merc With A Mouth after all." She ran her claws along the slash marks on the tree trunk, a wide grin upon her face. An idea might have just poped into her head.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 10:01 pm
Pez's grin was returned with one of Verix's smirks. Blowing up...yes, she was sure the Horseman had mentioned it before. While Verix preferred to use her weapon, she had developed an interest with magic as well. Pez had put it in her mind (at Xanul's horror) that there just might be a spell to blow things up. Verix had actually went to read up on it (Because Xanul refused to say anything) and despite her uncle's efforts to hide the books from her, Confringo, the Blasting Curse, was now one of her favorite spells. Just a point and BOOM!
"Well, you have telepathy, I don't." Verix pointed out dryly. "Though I might try to study Legilimency. It's like a magic mind-reading...thing." Still, what the other female said made sense. Using their private thoughts against them...
No one? She raised an eyebrow and snorted. Oh, she would like to see Hiroyuki meet Pez then. Her "aunt/enemy" liked to ramble on and on. So Pez liked to talk too, but Hiroyuki just said nonsense. "Endless ramblings are boring. And annoying sometimes. Especially when the talker is a highly stuck up b*****d...like that demon-witch spawn."
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 4:13 pm
The world would be thankful that magic use was not a part of Pestilence's life. Had the female ever been able to pull off something as simple as pointing, saying a word and getting whatever she pointed at to blow up, then certainly the Apocalypse would have been much much closer. Or she'd be watched a lot closer then she currently was being (which wasn't as much as one would think).
Pestilence would have been a much larger threat with magic.
The expresion upon her face was blank, as Verix spoke in a dry tone. "That really isn't my problem. And if you can get that done with magic then I say do it! -As long as it's not my mind you try reading." The last thing that she said was spoken with a harsher tone, while she enjoyed reading other people's minds she wasn't too fond of other's trying to read hers. Not that she had really met anyone that could even try (except for her mother of course).
"Boring. Idiotic. Who cares. If it gets annoying you eitehr slit their throat or punch them in the face. If they're pirticularly wussy then you can just threaten them. But I find that actualy hurting them works so much better then just threats."
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 5:34 am
Indeed.
Xanul hadn't had a good life when he had to teach Verix magic. The weapon and biting was another thing, he could heal himself. But trying to set him in fire, douse him completely in cold water...was totally out of hand. There were many times he had to declare he would never teach her again...until she bit him and threatened to go to Ayako.
"I know my limits, Pestilence." She grinned. She wasn't as stupid as to go against a Horseman! Plus, trying to poke around in a telepath's thoughts was waayyy too obvious. She would rather be subtle, and use other's against them.
"Hurting them is better, of course." She muttered, fingering her weapon. Of course, she had to try and find a way around Hiroyuki's Shield Charm first.
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 2:53 pm
Pestilence grunted. Limits. Who needed those?! Of course the enemy having limits was wonderful, but limits were not something she rather liked. "Shame. You got stuck with limits. -I myself have none! I guess you weren't as lucky." she was of course lying. The masked Horseman had limits of her own, weaknesses, even soft spots, and more so then anyone would have ever imagined such a loud-mouthed, BOOM loving female could have.
Her claws scraped along the tree trunk, as her grin returned and grew. "Exactly! Hurting people is a wonderful way to get what you want. All those silly little emotions! They all crumble so easily, it's pathetic." The female let out a chuckle, as she lept off the tree trunk landing with a soft thump onto the ground.
Slowly she circled around Verix, watching the female and her weapon. The tan female seemed a bit...distracted, by something. Thinking. People were always thinking. "Something on your mind?" she asked, though she really didn't need to. Not when she could so easily take a quick peek. However she'd let Verix answer first, she trusted the female enough to stay out of her head when she didn't need to be digging around in it....Or maybe she'd already taken a quick peek inside.
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 10:46 pm
She laughed. "Everyone has their limits, Pez. Whether they want it or not. Grandad's a Nobody, and he's still in some denial about being a grandfather." She had been rather offended when he had called her a "random kitsusagi he had no relation to". She was all grown up, and he still couldn't make clear the facts. And then there was Ayako, of course.
"Emotions." She growled. She had inherited most of the Nobody side of her family, however the random bursts of emotions that came by were annoying. She often had no idea when they would come, and it would always come as a shock.
"Nothing much." Verix shrugged. "Just thinking how magic is annoying when it's on your enemy's side." She was being very vague about the facts, of course. Hiroyuki was her enemy. The only one she allowed to help out with this problem was her brother.
Besides Pez had the Apocalypse to take care of.
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 3:30 pm
A sneer came from the silver female, as a rather begrudging look forming on her face. She knew that Verix was right, but she was never going to admit that everyone had limits. "Please~" she rolled her eyes beneath her mask, though it could not be seen. "That has very little to do with anything! He's just not mentaly strong enough! -And I may not be a pure blooded Nobody, but I KNOW that I'm very very mentaly strong. MUCH stronger then that." She wasn't at all sure who Verix's grandfather was, and she really didn't care much about that fact to begin with.
"If we're going to be talking about mental limits, you can leave me out of it! I wouldn't be a very good telepath if I had mental limits, now would I? So maybe I just got very very lucky and happen to be the only one out in the world without those stupid little things. -I bet it's from being such a good Horseman."
She nodded with a blank look, though it was quickly replaced with her natural bratty huff of a frown. "Yes, emotions. Terrible little things aren't they? They're stupid, and leave you with so many problems and weaknesses! I really don't know how those that have them deal with it! ...But at least it often makes them easier to manipulate."
Pestilence snorted, shaking her head. If Verix did not want to concern her with all the facts then it oviously was something she was already taking care of. "Well I'm sure magic can crumble with the right amount of force. And really if the enemy couldn't fight back at all, everything would be much more boring. Don't you think?" Of course if enemies were so easily defeated she'd have had her Apocalypse already. She'd be sitting in the rubble of the world right now, and the Apocalypse would have been so so very pleased with her.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 2:13 am
"A Nobody has no emotions at all." Verix pointed out. "Whilst we part Nobodies still have some form of them." She muttered angrily, claws digging one of the nearby tree trunks. What she meant was, that if an emotionless being had limits, so did they. It was quite logical really. No matter if Pez did not want to admit it.
"Mental limits are just part of limits anyway." She grinned. She wouldn't want to comment on the good Horseman part, which she did somehow agree, yet blowing up someone else's ego was not what she would do.
"Don't you have some, even at all?" Verix asked, golden eyes narrowing. Saix's youngest granddaughter would not believe Pez did not have some emotions. It was just...not very plausible for part Nobodies.
"That is true, yes." That was why she always had fun training with Derix. He brother knew how to fight back, and both of them would not give in even though they were siblings. "Though if you keep getting halted by a magical barrier, it's just boring."
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