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 Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:41 am
Story
There is a quote: “The forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest.” For the princess of the angels, Kasumi, this quote meant nothing. That was, until she first laid her eyes on Isamu, the prince of the demons. The angels and the demons have been at war for a long time and it was forbidden to fall in love with a demon if you were an angel and vice versa. However, this did not stop Kasumi and Isamu from falling hopelessly in love with each other. Isamu was Kasumi’s forbidden fruit and Kasumi was Isamu‘s. Kasumi and Isamu cannot tell anyone about their love in fear that they’ll tell their parents. The war prevents them from living together and forces them to meet in secret. Can they stop the war between their two races so they can live happily, or will they be doomed to forever remain apart?
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:43 am
Rules Let's get these out of the way so we can get to the fun part.
1 ) No godmoding.
2 ) Romance is allowed and encouraged, just keep it PG-13. That means no cybering. I don't want to read it, and I'm sure no one else does either.
3 ) No killing without permission from the person you are killing and then I'll want proof of agreement. If you are killed without permission, pm me and I will kick the killer out and bring you back to life. So I'm warning you, don't kill without permission or you will get kicked out.
4 ) Follow the Gaia ToS and the guild rules.
5 ) This is a semi-literate rp. Please talk in third person and don't use *text* for actions.
6 ) For OOC, use ((text))
7 ) PM profiles to me under the title of "Forbidden Love" or "Forbidden Fruit"
8 ) Try to answer often. I understand schedule difficulties as I am a high school student myself. Just please notify me if you will be gone for a while.
9 ) If you do not reply in a while, I'll send you a warning. You get three warnings before you get kicked out.
10 ) Put a heart in the upper left hand corner of your PM to tell me that you read all of the Rules.
11 ) Kasumi and Isamu is a fixed couple. They cannot fall in love with anyone but each other, though others can fall in love with them.
12 ) You may have up to four characters as long as you can keep track of them.
13 ) The part of Isamu has been taken by Tir Malice.
14 ) Have fun.
15 ) I just had to have a 15th rule.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:44 am
Profile Skeleton The genius who controls me is: (Gaia username) My name is: (Character name) I look this old: (What age they appear to be) But I'm really this old: (Actual age) I am: (Personality) I am a: (Race; either an angel, a demon, or a half breed) I use a: (Weapon) This has happened throughout my life: (Bio) I have special abilities. They are: (Can be anything from inhuman speed to magic to summoning; no more than 3) I look like this: (Appearance. Can be either an anime pic or a description or both) I like: (Crush) *Note: This is ancient times, so no modern weapons. I will accept modern clothing on the pictures, though.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:55 am
Accepted Profiles
Angels
The genius who controls me is: Stefisgarden
My name is: Kasumi
I look this old: 18
But I'm really this old: 150
I am: kindhearted, pure, put others before herself
I am an: angel
I use a: staff
This has happened throughout my life: Kasumi's opinion of the demons used to be the same as the rest of the angels. She used to think they were all just monsters in human form. But she could not seem to fall in love, or even like, the angels that her parents tried to get her to fall in love with. Then she met Isamu. She did the unthinkable and fell in love with him. She has been keeping her love secret, but she knows that, if the war carries on, she will be forced to marry the son of a nobleman.
I have special abilities. They are: healing
I look like this: 
I like: Isamu
The genius who controls me is: kittengrl39
My name is: Will
I look this old: 17
But I'm really this old: 373
I am: Patient, kind, and steady. Warm towards children and small animals. Speaks slowly, but don’t think that means he’s stupid. Measures out each of his actions before he does them. Speaks with a slight burr. Never gives up. Ever. If the word ‘indefatigable’ can ever be used to describe a person, it would be him.
I am a: Angel
I use a: morning star
This has happened throughout my life: Will grew up in the northern reaches of the Angels’ domain, in a small town where most angels were farmers. He had a girlfriend named Nafi, who loved him a lot. Will would have been content to be a farmer, but he was also raised to preserve the values of the angels and fight for his country. So he signed up for the army when he turned 100, like a good angel, and Nafi signed up along with him.
Things went well for a few decades. Will didn’t like killing things, but obeyed his superiors. He did well as a soldier, mostly because he couldn’t be stopped. Put him on the battlefield and he would calmly smash through any enemy in his way, no matter how many wounds he got. Unfortunately, it was this very tendency that led to him getting hospitalized for a broken arm, some broken ribs, and other serious wounds after a major battle near the border.
While he was in the hospital, Nafi was sent on a routine patrol and disappeared. There were signs in the forest that demons had dragged her away. When Will heard this, he went a little crazy, trying to fly out of the hospital with all his wounds to find her. He had to be heavily sedated to allow his wounds to heal. After he was healthy, he made several attempts to fly into demon territory to find Nafi and was brought back each time. Finally, he was imprisoned in order to keep him under control. He stayed there for more than 150 years.
Will was released about 50 years ago when he was deemed to be sane again. He was sent home on leave, just to be safe. Will spent his time there boning up on survival techniques and gathering supplies.
He was put on active duty again recently and is being sent to the front lines. He plans to desert in the middle of a battle and fight his way into demon territory. There, he will finally find his lost love.
I have special abilities. They are: Can go into a sort of suspended animation that helps him heal. Isn’t bothered by extreme heat or cold.
I look like this: 
(Will is holding Nafi.) Will’s eyes are brown and his skin is tanned. He has scars around both his wrists and his upper forearms from the manacles that held him while he was imprisoned. His wings were originally light yellow, but they darkened during his long imprisonment. They are currently rust-brown, with light coffee-colored streaks running through them.
I like: Nafi
The genius who controls me is: kittengrl39
My name is: Nafi
I look this old: 16
But I'm really this old: 352
I am: Before she was turned away, she was kind and noble, but her experiences taught her that the world isn’t as just as the angels pretend it is. She was disillusioned and is now bitter and cynical, emotionally scarred. Nafi possesses a biting sense of sarcasm. She is fierce towards anyone who attempts to harm the children in her charge and harbors a deep rage towards any angels.
I am a: Angel (fallen)
I use: twin swords
This has happened throughout my life: Nafi grew up with Will in a small town in the northern reaches of the Angels’ domain. She met him when she was about 70 and fell completely in love with him. When he announced that he was going to go to war, she decided to come with him, because she couldn’t bear to be the girl that waits at home for news of whether her boyfriend is dead or alive. Besides, she was as strong as he was and probably better suited for being a soldier.
As it turned out, Nafi did make a good soldier. Will was good at smashing through obstacles, but Nafi had the sharp instincts and the ‘it’s you or me’ mindset that war demanded. She looked out for him as best she could on the battlefield, but they occasionally got separated and Will got injured. That was what happened the night he broke his arm.
Though she wanted to take care of Will, Nafi had to stay with her unit. So she went out on patrol that night. But a troop of demons had crossed the border in secret. While the main force attacked the camp, several scouts kidnapped Nafi and dragged her across the border to be raped and abandoned. They underestimated Nafi, and she was able to kill them, but not until after she had been thoroughly abused. In shock and without any supplies, Nafi fled deeper into demon territory to find clothing and shelter.
After weeks of scrounging food and clothes, Nafi made it back to the border between demon and angel territory. She was desperately relieved to get back. But the border guards refused to let her in. A demon disguised as an angel had led an attack on their unit just a few days ago, and Nafi looked very suspicious. When she kept trying to get in, they attacked her and sent her away. Feeling broken and betrayed, Nafi left.
Nafi chose to make a new life in a village near the castle. She soon picked up several stray children and cared for them, unable to turn them away despite her bitterness towards the world. She makes a living farming vegetables near her house and offering small services as a healer.
I have special abilities. They are: The blades of Nafi’s swords are not metal, but some other white material, and have carvings along their length. These allow her to store them as feathers on her wings. The benefit is that she can keep her swords with her without having them be obvious; the drawback is that her wings have to be out for her to access her swords. She also has generally enhanced senses.
I look like this: 
Nafi’s hair is black and her eyes are grey. Her skin is pale. Nafi’s wings are a special case – after the abuse she suffered, she started to hide them more and more while going through demon territory. After she was turned away, she kept them hidden almost all the time. Even when she summons them, they are pale and ghostly, as seen here.
I like: Used to be Will. Nafi doesn’t really know what she feels towards him any more. She half resents him for not coming to save her and half still wants him to rescue her.
The genius who controls me is: Lady_Releena
My name is: Demitri Yamato
I look this old: 18
But I'm really this old: 222
I am: Demitri is a very compassionate, patient, and kind angel. He loves helping others which often gets him in trouble because he ends up helping the wrong people. He is a little careless about whom he trust but he hates to see that anyone is evil until it is too late.
I am a: Angel
I use a: Staff
This has happened throughout my life: After learning that Emiko had been kidnapped, he quickly left to go rescue her. He felt responsible for her kidnapping. He felt like he should have protected her better and needed to right his wrongs. When he finally found the half breed that his sister had said kidnapped Emiko, he was shocked to find that Emiko was not there. To make matters worse, the half breed was not happy that Demitri was falsely accusing him and tried to attack him but Demitri used his powers to stale him enough to get away.
Once he was a safe distance away from half breed territory, he stopped to think about the situation. He was not sure if Emiko was dead or what finally. Finally he decided to began the journey home to see if he could try and find anything out about Emiko.
One his way home though, he found one of his friends coming towards him. As he rushed forward, he discovered that he was wounded badly. He quickly tried to heal him but found that his powers were being blocked. As he leaned down to ask his friend what happened he was shocked to hear what happened. His friend told him that Emiko was safe but his sister had lied to him. He then asked his friend who hurt him and was devastated to hear that Emiko had done this to him. His friend then asked him to save her and everyone else before dying. Demitri then got up and began the journey back to his love.
I have special abilities. They are: Demitri is able to heal others. He is able to calm people easily by just smiling at them.
I look like this: Demitri
I like: Serena
The genius who controls me is: Unbreakableangelwings17
My name is: Hikari Ikeda
I look this old: 16
But I'm really this old: 127
I am: very sweet, vicious at times, helpful, adventurous
I am a: Angel
I use a: bow and arrow
This has happened throughout my life: Hikari was always a loner because her parents never talked to her and neither did her friends. Walking along the street with friends and laughing was always something she dreamed of. One day, her parents had a huge fight. Her father had hit her mother hard and her mother had fainted. Her father had gone wild and Hikari was hit as well. Waking in the hospital, she found that her mother was dead and her father had abandoned her. With no one in the world to care for, she left the safety of her house, wandering here and there. One day, she saw a half-breed while walking aimlessly to some place she didn't know. Hikari fell in love at first sight. Not even knowing his personality or his story. It just happened. Now she spends her time secretly walking with Hei. Although he doesn't know it, she is happy just to see him everyday.
I have special abilities. They are: healing, control over water and talking to animals
I look like this: 
I like: Hei
The genius who controls me is: (aisu22)
My name is: (Enya(name means "fire")
I look this old: (17)
But I'm really this old: (somewhere in her four-hundreds....)
I am: (hot headed. Enough said.)
I am a: (angel)
I use a: (her fists and feet)
This has happened throughout my life: (Enya has always been a superb martial artist. And she has always hated the demons, ever since they attacked and gave her a scar that looks like a flame over her left eye. She also hates half-bloods because of their demonic side. After getting the scar, Enya suddenly got her abilities.)
I have special abilities. They are: (Can control fire and normally when she fights has it around her hands and feet, very strong, fast regenerative power)
I look like this: (Enya)
I like: (no one)
Demons
The genius who controls me is: Tir Malice
My name is: Isamu
I look this old: 19
But I'm really this old: 155
I am: protective, kind
I am a: demon
I use a: rapier
This has happened throughout my life: Isamu shared all the other demon's opinions of angels. He thought that angels were all stuck up and believed that they were better than everyone else. But he could not even like the demon women his father wanted him to marry. Then he met Kasumi. He fell in love with her and broke the law. He keeps their love secret, though. He knows that if the war does not end soon, Kasumi will be forced to marry someone she doesn't love. He wants to end the war, but does not know how.
I have special abilities. They are: control over fire
I look like this: 
I like: Kasumi
The genius who controls me is: Lady_Releena
My name is: Emiko Reiks
I look this old: 20
But I'm really this old: 250
I am: Emiko is an extremely protective person. She does not openly show her emotions which causes her to come across as a very cold person. She does not like it when people threaten Demitri or any of her friends. She has a short temper and hates it when people act stupid or ask stupid questions. Even though she seems cold most of the time, she is actually a sensitive girl that just has barriers up to protect her from getting hurt again. She wishes she could trust easily but after being hurt so many times it is really hard. Whenever she meets someone new she tells them to stick with it. Keep trying to get to know her because once you are her friend, she will help you through anything.
I am a: Demon
I use a: Sword (As seen in picture).
This has happened throughout my life: Emiko was once a very happy demon who was very outgoing and had a lot of friends. She had grown up in a big family who trusted angels and half breeds with their lives. As she grew up, she met Demitri who was the complete opposite of her. He helped her trust easily and to share her feelings.
One day though, he introduced her to his sister, Sayuri. She was a beautiful angel with rainbow wings and she had a very kind personality but she actually hated Emiko for stealing her brother’s attention from her. Emiko trusted Sayuri with everything. She loved how she could be open with her.
One night while Emiko was sleeping, Sayuri knocked Emiko out and then kidnapped her. Sayuri then went to her brother and told her that Emiko was kidnapped by half breeds. Demitri quickly packed his things and went to rescue Emiko. Sayuri then returned Emiko to her house. The next day Emiko came over looking for Demitri only to find him gone. When she asked Sayuri what happened, Sayuri said that he had run away with another demon. This greatly upset Emiko and she started to clam up. Sayuri then began to turn her friends against her until everyone she loved and trusted hated her. Finally it was too much and Emiko finally got really sad which brought out her powers. She was filled with such hatred that she manipulated the minds of her former friends and got them to fight a war between each other. Now, she is filled with such hatred that the only thing that can save her is her love.
I have special abilities. They are: Emiko is able to manipulate the thoughts of others and how couples feel about each other.
I look like this: Emiko
I like: Demitri
The genius who controls me is: Stefisgarden
My name is: Lucia
I look this old: 20
But I'm really this old: 202
I am: not prejudiced. I don't care what race you are. If I think you're a threat, you are eliminated, whether you're an angel, demon, or halfbreed. If I think you're trustworthy, you're a friend.
I am a: demon
I use a: no physical weapon
This has happened throughout my life: Lucia has been in the demonic army for just over 100 years. She joined not because she wanted to, but because her parents wanted her to.
I have special abilities. They are: manipulate chi into blasts of chi that she uses as an offense, chi barriers that she uses as a defense, and healing wounded allies with chi; teleportation
I look like this:
I like: no one
The genius who controls me is: xenocharger
My name is: Xeno Reike
I look this old: 19
But I'm really this old: 237
I am: Calm, and always open to strangers. Once he's on the battlefield, he is tense and focused. With friends he tends to be casual and always has fun.
I am a: Demon
I use a: katana
This has happened throughout my life: Thoughout his life Xeno has drifted around, in hopes to find 'something to do. Finally he started finghting in the war, in hopes to... well, he didn't know why he joined the war. He joined when he was rather young, and has been fighting since he was about seventy. By now, Xeno has become a rather decorated member of the war.
I have special abilities. They are: the ability to control ice.((Of course I can fly...
I look like this: 
I like: None yet...
The genius who controls me is: Durban59
My name is: Anaheim Windstread
I look this old: 20
But I'm really this old: 95
I am: Quite withdrawn, but fairly wise. Living on the streets can really open your eyes to a lot of things. Mostly jealous of the people who actually have a real home, but can be caring for those who suffer the same fate as myself.
I am a: Demon
I use a: Well, it's mostly my fists, knees, elbows, feet, and head. but I have a knife I carry around, should things get too gritty.
This has happened throughout my life:Before he was even a child, Aneheim lived on the streets. Abandoned by his previous family for what he was, he was adopted by another family, desperate for a child of their own.Back then, he just had a normal family, and the average lifestyle back then. Until demon hunters came into his life and spoiled everything. Burning his home and killing his family, he was forced out to live on his own at an early age. For a while, he had a small living of being a highwayman, holding up merchants on the roads and robbing them of their money. But the law was swift to act on this. Having a sense of morals also hinders the business. Now, he lives the life of a beggar, scratching his living off any spare change he can find in the streets. Partially because his succombing to his inner demon every now and then can really hinder the chances of finding a job anywhere.
I have special abilities. They are: Pyrokinesis, Invisibility, and foresight.
I look like this: 
I like: (Crush)
Half breeds
The genius who controls me is: Demon Deimon
My name is: Hei Yukoza
I look this old: Seventeen
But I'm really this old: Seventeen
I am: Generous, kind, but can be cold at moments. Hei is the teen that strives for something different, wishing something amazing would happen. He's adventurous and will protect those around him with all of his power.
I am a: Half-Breed (Unaware of this)
I use a: Nihonto (japanese sword)
This has happened throughout my life: Hei was abandoned at birth by his angel mother and demon father, leaving him in the darkness on his true blood. So, he was raised as a human in an orphanage. Of course, he ran away at a young age and stumbled across a hut with an old swordsman, who eventually became his sensei and taught him how to use a blade. When Hei had shown a natural talent to wield a blade, the old man crafted the boy a katana with words etched into the blade and a hilt guard shaped like a pentagram. Hei loved this man like a father and was going to stay and help the man, but when he turned sixteen, things turned sour. A group of bandits ambushed the house. Hei and the old man fought them, but the man was soon struck down. More bandits ran out of the forest and encircled Hei as he held the dying man in his arms. When the old man inhaled his last breath, Hei went into a state of emotional rage and blacked out. When he woke up, he was surrounded by the mutilated corpses of the bandits. He still assumes that he was knocked out and someone saved him. Now, he travels the world as a free-lance mercenary, looking for some kind of adventure that would ultimately lead to happiness, or death. He still knows nothing of his bloodline. He had learned of his other powers before, but he doesn't link them to the demon or angels.
I have special abilities. They are: Inhuman speed, control of his aura/chakra/ki, manipulation/control over fire
(Control of aura/chakra/ki is enhanced in other forms)
((One wing per form. Angel form gets white-feathered wing on left side, Demon form gets black-feathered wing on right side. Eye color is different, Demon=Red, Angel=Gold. Also, the aura is different, same as eye color))
Power while in Demon Form: Cutting Dimensional Rifts
Power while in Angel Form: Psychic Abilities (Barriers, PK, TK, TP, etc)
((Winged Form. Ultimate Transformation. Left eye is gold while right eye is red. Pic shows it.))
Angel/Demon Fused State: The strength and speed he gains in this form is immense. He has full control over his other powers which have been enhanced as well. Drawback is that going into this form will leave him nearly dead when he exits the form.
I look like this: 
I like: Hikari Ikeda
The genius who controls me is: TIr Malice
My name is: Irura Anisoha
I look this old: 15
But I'm really this old: 45
I am: Irura is a very reserved person. She was trained from the very begining to be emotionless, cold, and very calculating, to this day, there is only one thing that provokes an emotional response from her. She looks down on most other people, holds next to no ambition, and follows orders flawlessly. In other words . . . the perfect war machine . . .
I am a: Half-Breed
I use a: Ring Blade
This has happened throughout my life: For the most part, Half-Breeds are looked down upon, both in the Angelic Lands, as well as the Demon lands. To the demons, they are not trusted, to the Angels, Despised as lesser creatures. Irura was no different. From her birth, she was used as an experiment, brain washing, molding into nothing more than a living computer. She is quite possibly smarter than any living person in the Demon lands.
She was brought up to be the lead strategist of the Demon Kingdom. Whilst the Angels still use councils of generals, the demon kingdom comes up with an agenda, and then leave it in Irura's capable hands.
The only person who had ever shown her the slightest of compassion was none other than Isamu himself. He is the only person that can cause any sway in her emotions.
I have special abilities. They are: Near Instantaneous Rational Analysis, mental Control of her Ring Blade, Capable of finding anyone, anywhere.
I like: Isamu
The genius who controls me is: Blueyedemoness
My name is: Serena Shirasaki
I look this old: 16
But I'm really this old: 107
I am: Kind and understanding to others when they are in need, Serena tries to be a less of a burden as she can be. But if someone is hurt she will fight for them as much as she can , even at the cost of her life. Serena hates being insulted and she's stubborn to boot, so she may look pretty and delicate on the outside but she's pretty independent and strong willed.
I am a: Half Breed
I use a: Two swords, one is called Narisah and the other is called Niriti, Serena uses Narisah when she is in angel form and Niriti in her demon form. But she uses both when she is fused, but as she is in human form she only uses magic.
This has happened throughout my life: Serena's parents loved her very much and cared for her as long as they could. And for a good 10 years she was happy with her parents, until some assassins came and killed them. They consisted of both angels and demons who were sent by their superiors in order to kill Serena and her family. But after both of her parents died, the assassins started to fight amongst themselves. Arguing which race would get the prize of killing the halfling child, though they didn't notice that Serena had slipped away amongst their bickering. Soon Serena was all alone and had no one to take care of her, until she met someone. This person was named Canal and she took Serena in as her own child.
During Serena's stay she was taught the ways of the sword and her powers by Canal's next door neighbors Kaine and Millie and Lina and Gourry . With her close friends at hand Serena was able to have her talents fully develop. But that doesn't mean she didn't get an education also while she was with her caretakers. Staying with Canal were a couple who went by Rail and Nina, they were the people who gave her education. Along with other neighbors Amelia and Zelgadiss, who helped in her education also. After that Serena's life went smoothly and she was able to leave at the age of 14 to travel the world. Along with her twist of personality from her angel side, demon side and the influences of her friends.
I have special abilities: Magic; consisting of White, Black, and Shamanism, super human strength, and can turn into either an angel, demon or a fusion of the two.
Angel form: Able to use more powerful magic of White and Shamanism (Will show form later on)
Demon form: Has more strength and has more power over Black Magic (Will show form later on)
Fusion: Has both more strength and power over Black, White and Shamanism magic. (Will show form later on)
I look like this: 
I like: N/A
The genius who controls me is: (aisu22)
My name is: (Amaya(name means "night rain")
I look this old: (19)
But I'm really this old: (who knows?)
I am: (cold, distant, and always ready for a fight. Amaya has a soft spot for strays and a sore spot for people who just don't care. She looks to throw a wrench in the works, but doesn't want the war. A word of warning: don't get on her bad side.)
I am a: (half breed, but has more demonic blood than angelic)
I use a: (dagger)
This has happened throughout my life: (Amaya grew up with the demons, and at first allied with them. She learned how to drain energy when the focus was on her demonic side. But after a while, she was captured by some angels. They noticed the angelic blood in her, and proceeded to train her in their ways. She learned how to to move at the speed of sound when she was with the angels. Later she left, but not without gain sympathy for the angel side too. In the end, she decided to find fights and get in the way.)
I have special abilities. They are: (the ability to steal energy from people(drains it then gains it for herself), moves as fast as the speed of sound)
I look like this: (Amaya)
I like: (no one)
The genius who controls me is: Sakoyoshi Daianohara My name is: Faust Deadheart I look this old: 32 But I'm really this old: 206 I am: Faust Deadheart is a bit of a loner. After losing the love of his life to a deadly disease, he always stayed away from people. He usually just lays down on a nearby bench or stares at the soothing waters of a lake. Those who are still close to him are the only people he truly accepts and likes being around. He can be accepting of anyone, but will still stay away from new people most of the time. Discrimination will make him angry and will Summon Corpses to attack those who do not understand him. I am a: Half-Breed Necromancer I use a: Summoned Scythe (Eliza's Scythe) This has happened throughout my life: Faust was born into a line of great Necromancers. He was able to control the bodies of the non-living since he was a mere child of the age of 4. At age 10, he became the best Necromancer to hail from the Deadheart lineage. He started studying medicine at age 13 and entered Med School at age 15. He was top of his class and he met the love of his life, Eliza, at age 16. Eliza was sick with a deadly disease and Faust decided he would devote all of his time into finding a cure. He was almost finished with his research after 2 years and could create a cure for her when Eliza passed away. Faust was heart-broken. He tore apart his lab and studied the Dark Art of Reanimation to bring back his love. I have special abilities. They are:Summon Skeletal Army: Faust raises a field of corpses from the ground and easily controls. Summon Eliza: Faust uses his Spiritual Powers of Necromancy and reanimates the corpse of his lost love, Eliza. Eliza is not really alive, but merely an immortal puppet that cannot be destroyed. (See Picture) Downfall: Faust summons hundreds of skeletons and corpses and then picks them apart with his Spiritual Energy. He then reconstructs them into a giant skeleton or Corpse. The giant is filled with pure energy and being hit by it does more than break bones. It can scramble up the guts of the target and destroy them from the inside-out. I look like this: I like: Nobody...yet
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 6:57 pm
((Are you waiting for a few more people to join before you start or is it open for anyone to start off the RP?))
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 3:46 am
((And another thing, is there a point where we have to start from? E.g. the angels and devils were having their own meetings?))
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 5:45 am
((I think we can start now. They're demons, not devils. But you can do whatever you like for your first post.)) Start Kasumi sat in the throne room with her parents, listening to some stuffed-shirt noble son rant about why he should be the one to marry Kasumi. She hid her boredom behind a calm expression. She noticed in the corner of her eyes the approval on her parents' faces and her heart sank. If they decide on this man, then we have less time to end this pointless war, she thought.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 6:41 am
((haha, I'm gonna start this the same way I did the last one. =P Well, with a few changes...))
Filth... That was all this town consisted of. Filled with thugs and low-lives that enjoyed picking on the weak and defenseless. The best way to deal with such scum was to make them cower and plead for mercy. That was the only way to end current and future problems. Of course, most had some bullshit of an excuse for why they did these things. Killing people for the sake of the town, my a**. Three unconscious bodies were lying around Hei, while he had a man pinned the the ground, back-side up, and his blade pinning the man's hand to the ground. Hei placed his foot on the man's back then lifted his elbow up and set it on his thigh and looked down. He rotated the blade slightly, making the man cry out in agony. "So, you gonna tell me where he is, or what?" The man shouted some cursed up at Hei, causing the teens foot to push down harder on his back and the blade to rotate a bit more. The man cried out once again and fought back tears. They all broke so easily. If these people were kind, Hei would be completely different, being nice and gentle. It would seem as if he had a double persona. "You've gotten blood on my blade. I really hate that." Of course Hei knew that it was his fault that it was there, but sometimes those words intimidated someone quite well. It worked with this man as he began spilling his guts on the boss' location and base, then shouted some random obscenities up at Hei, who in turn, looked down at him with emotionless eyes. "You're all bothersome insects." To Hei, these men were. They couldn't even put up a fight when they, themselves started the damn thing. It really pissed Hei off when people did that. They all deserved to be squashed like bugs, and he made this statement quite literal as he pushed his foot down further into the man's back. He removed his foot before he could snap the thug's spine, then pulled the blade from his hand, wiping it off and sheathing it right after. "Now go crawl in a hole and don't show your face again." With that, Hei began to walk off. As it was to be expected, the thug stood up, removed a dagger from his coat, and ran towards Hei. The boy simply lifted his hand, placed his finger and middle finger together, and snapped. The thug combusted into flames and began to run around, screaming from panic and pain. Hei stepped outside of the dark alley and continued walking through the bustling streets, ignoring glares and odd staring as he stepped past a few men. Hei had been around long enough for people to have learned not to mess with him. Those who have, always came back in a broken state.
Hei reached the inn a while later and stepped up to the counter, where the innkeeper was currently looking at a dirty magazine. "Any uninvited guests or something of the sort?" The innkeeper shook his head and informed Hei that no one had came in except for the couple he'd just gave a room too. "I see. Keep up the work." Hei slipped him a few gold coins and left the room. He noticed a cleaning woman staring at him and he stopped and looked toward her. "It's not polite to stare, onna(woman)." The maid quickly looked back down and began cleaning once again. Hei unlocked his room and stepped inside, sighing once he had closed the door. He looked around, making sure no one was in the room with him, then sat down at a table and began rapping his fingers on the wooden table, losing himself in thought on how he would go about the situation. He eventually lied his head down on the table and fell fast asleep.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 11:48 am
Following Hei, she watched as he fought the men. She continued to watch as Hei went into the inn. Quickly scurrying into the inn, she watched as he interacted with the innkeeper. Curious as to what they were talking about, Hikari reminded herself that it was his business. Not hers. Noticing that he had fallen asleep, she giggled and watched his sleeping face.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 4:29 pm
Hei lifted his head instantly and with a fluent motion, stepped up, moved behind, and held a blade to her throat for a moment. He turned her face to look at her then let go of her and sheated the dagger. "You shouldn't sneak up on people and break into their room..." He sighed and sat down again, propping his head up with his hand. His eyes shifted over to the girl, scanning her up and down and looking for anything out-of-place. "What do you want?" He asked, being a bit rash, but uncaring. He wasn't in the best mood. If he had been, he would be smiling like an idiot at her and being as friendly as can be.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 6:09 pm
The girl opened her eyes when she was awakened from a good sleep. She wasn’t awakened by anything, and she didn’t feel irritated about that. She got used to waking up at that time of hour. She didn’t need an alarm clock or a wake up call. She lifted her head of her fluffy pillow, and as she did, she held the blanket up with her so that she could get out of its warmth. She did so rather willingly, without any second thought of staying in for the cosy bed she had slept in for years. As she got out of bed, the wooden floors creaked, another thing she was at first irritated about, but had now learnt to ignore. She turned around to tidy up her bed. She placed the blanket directly over the mattress, and flattened it to neaten it, letting out a breath of satisfaction after the job was done. Before she went off to brush her teeth, she went to the right side of the room so she could look at the scenery outside the window. It wasn’t just the wooden floors at the bottom of her bed that would creak as she walked, certain areas of the floor creaked as well, but they didn’t creak with every step she took.
The girl was wide awake, so the sunlight that shone through wasn’t blinding at all. Also, it was pretty early in the morning, and the sun didn’t rise nor set there, so it wasn’t at all too bright, but just right. She looked from the bottom up, so the first thing she saw was the green, green grass, and the land of golden crops and jade green vegetables that the two women of the orphanage had planted. In the middle of the crops and vegetables stood a scarecrow, with a turnip like head and two buttons for his eyes. His clothes were not held up by stuffed, tied up hay; they were simply placed through its head like a cloth hanger. The cloth was filled with patches, and after all those years of being exposed to rain and windy days, it still looked like the day she and the two women in the orphanage first made it. As she kept on looking, there was, only grass, and finally, a few pine trees. Above them stood mountains, pointing up towards the sky, and oh how she hated every time she got up to the part where she had to look at the sky, for she was reminded of the wars between the angels and the demons. Then, she looked at the scarecrow.
The girl’s hands formed two tight fists. She looked down, feeling disgracefulness and great humiliation. “What am I doing? Why am I looking out a window in a wooden, old house? Who knows what could be happening there, soon there might even be raining blood!” She could no longer ignore it any longer, although she did try to ignore it after all these years, to stay alive and to keep the two women in the orphanage blissful. Deep inside her, she knew that to stay for the sake of her life was a cowardly thing to do. If changing the war could bring joy to those couples who weren’t meant to be, to give their offspring a much easier life than to hide away from the eyes of the angels and demons forever, to die would mean that more than one person can benefit from it. Sacrificing her own happiness and the happiness of the two other women seemed like such a glorious thing to do. She wanted to be a scarecrow, to stand up for many, many years, doing its job of protecting both the vegetables and the crops, whether it was rain or shine. She wanted to look up at the sky again, to look up with hope and a smiling face, and as she looked up, she wanted to have thoughts of angels and demons living happily with one another.
She kept the desire to do it for so long, and now she had finally decided to tell it to the two women. They were the only people that she could turn to; they were the only two women that she could turn to and ask about how to get up there, and down there. They were the only two people she knew who had seen the two realms of the angels and the demons. They both know the war between them, they might even know people who have tried and sacrificed themselves. To get to heaven or hell, she had to get the idea through their heads; she had to get them to help her with this. And so, she brushed her teeth, changed into her clothes, and stormed downstairs. She had to do something, the faster she could get things done, the faster the war would be ended. When she got downstairs, she didn’t have to look around if she wanted to know where they were; she heard the sounds of pots and pans and the sound of something frying. The two women were making breakfast for the orphans. After the girl walked a few steps forward, she stopped. “Maybe I should help them out with breakfast and the kids, and then I’ll talk to them at the end of the day. By then they would have no excuse to escape or change the topic of the conversation.”
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 6:11 pm
Surprised that Hei had woken up, she tried to jump back but noticed the knife by her throat. I just wanted to continue to see him. Does this mean I can't watch him anymore? she thought and a flood of tears came. " I'm *hic* sorry! I didn't *hic* mean *hic* to disturb you! All I wanted to do was to keep seeing your face.... " she said. Embarrassed she had said that, she continued crying, knowing that Hei might not let her even look at him anymore.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 6:20 pm
 Hei stood up and set his hands on both of her arms, feeling a bit bad. He hadn't intended on making the girl cry. It was a bit odd, having someone that just wanted to see his face, but it didn't bother him that much. "I'm sorry. Do you even know who I am though?" He asked, unable to recognize this girl, himself.
((Sorry, short... Can't think of much right now...))
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 6:40 pm
"Your name is Hei isn't it? Has it changed in the past few months?" she asked, her eyes still watery. Hikari was feeling better now that the knife dropped. Standing there shaking, she felt as if this was the time when her father had abandoned her. The pain is just as great... she thought and wiped the remaining tears off her face.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 6:49 pm
Hei looked into her eyes and smiled warmly. "I am Hei, but I'm sorry, I do not recognize you..." He felt a bit bad, unsure if he had met her before or not. If he had, it would probably make him feel a bit terrible to know he'd forgotten her. He led her over to his chair and gestured for her to sit, kneeling down in front of her and making sure he hadn't actually hurt her on accident, checking her neck for a bruise or cut. He was thankful to not find one, but continued crouching down before her. "May I ask why you are trying to find me?" He tilted his head a bit, letting his smile widen as he looked up at her.
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