Altered Tundra

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

Echo — Amalee feat. DJ-Lo — Echo
Heavy — Linkin Park feat. Kirara — Heavy (feat. Kirara)
Nobody — Selena Gomez — Revival(Deluxe Edition)
You Are So Beautiful — Escape the Fate — This War is Ours
I Will Follow You into the Dark — Death Cab For Cutie — Plans
I Need You By My Side — Ramin Djawadi — Game of Thrones: Season Six Official Soundtrack
You Already Know What You Are — A Day to Remember — Homesick(Special Edition)
Scene Four - Don't You Ever Forget About Me — Sleeping With Sirens — If You Were A Movie, This Would Be Your Soundtrack
Building — Funeral For a Friend — Memory and Humanity
Everlong - Foo Fighters Cover — Boyce Avenue — Cover Sessions Volume II

Crooked Young - An Altered Lies Production

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Despite what she claimed, Alexandros knew the truth because he knew how Audrey operated. It might’ve taken a bit of time to figure it out, but she liked to use underhanded, often sneaky, tactics to get what she wanted. He knew this because he had wronged her or apparently made her upset one too many times that warranted her revenge plots. Due to that, it allowed him to get a good idea of how her mind works and how exactly she executes these revenge plots of her. She obviously saw Florence as a threat, so she got rid of her. Maybe it wasn’t her directly but she was involved. Alexandros knew that. Audrey knew that he knew it.

While he ate the fry that he had in his hand, he heard her very subtle(not really) threat to stab him if he touched another. Just to spite her, he took one more before she would get a chance to stab him with that flimsy fork of hers. Next he would hear as she tried to denounce his claims that she was the one behind the expose of Flrorence’s father. It was rather amusing to see that first hand. Saying that she was blessed and for her friends to actually back that up was even more amusing. She really was believing her own gospel and her friends ate it up.

“Deny it all you want, but we both know the truth,” Alexandros stated, choosing to ignore the puppets. “If you think this means you’ve won, then think again.” Alexandros leaned in, practically touching Audrey’s face. “A Mossos always wins one way or another.” Alexandros stated, still oh-so close to Audrey. For a moment, he would give her the impression that he was going to kiss her right then and there, but instead, he grabbed her last fry, then stood up. “These are good fries by the way,” he said, proceeding to walk away.

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

Whilst midair, an airborne Nadeline, to Zodiark’s approval, recovered rather quickly. She used her cat-like reflexes and general-level quick thinking to not only protect herself from the majority of his attacks, but in that same moment, she continuously cast multiple spells to work in her favor, layering them so it would enhance her physical and magical strength. Though, what she failed to realize was that, no matter how many spells she would cast, it still wouldn’t be enough for her to completely escape his might.

Before she would get the chance to continue that swing of her rapier, Zodiark held out his free hand. In front of it, a dark purple glyph appeared. In half of a second, a gravija was cast...or so it seemed like it was. It was obvious what the effects were. Simultaneously, Nadeline would feel copious amounts of magical pressure on her shoulders, ceasing any and all movement the moment it happened and she would also be brought to Zodiark right as he had cast that spell. When she was close enough, he snapped his fingers and the glyph in front of him split into a dozen other glyphs and they floated all around Nadeline. They would get so close to her that she would be boxed inside a magical prison that had several colors radiating all at the same time. It was like a prism of colors.

“You did well, Hume Girl. You lasted longer than any Hume before you, but all good things must come to an end.” Zodiark informer her. Rotating his hand, the prison that she was trapped in did as well. When he inched closer to balling up his hand into a fist, the prison would shrink.

Meanwhile, the rest looked on. Shinto would specifically fear the worst. Not because he didn’t think Nadeline could get out of it - well, he was thinking that, but not for the reasons one would expect. He had seen this one. “We have to distract him. She will die.” Shinto said, “no, I’m not saying this as a way to come to her rescue. If we don’t do something right now, she will die. That spell he’s using..Madame Blue Rose, you remember that forbidden spell that you told us about? The one that encloses one inside a prison that sucks out the life force and delivers magical damage with twice the amount of life force taken?” Shinto asked Shion. “I’m telling you, that’s an enhanced version of that spell. If we don’t do something now, I’m afraid Nadeline won’t survive.”

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Jaakuna purposely ignored Keiran’s comments. Instead, he would focus on Emiri and how his plan was working. Belias definitely had his doubts, but for the time, he seemed to be in agreement with Jaakuna in how it was the best way to stall time so that the flames could work their magic until he could get physical contact once more. “Then let’s do it. Just you and me. Forget Zodiark. Forget the union of Rozarria and Archadia. Let’s just spend our days in the skies. Let’s live the future we talked about. Let's..” Jaakuna grabbed Emiri’s hands gently with his bare fists, no fire present. He looked deeply into her eyes with love and compassion.

Move Over for Maeve

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Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

Seventeen — Winger — 100 Hair Metal Essentials
A Modern Myth — Thirty Seconds to Mars — A Beautiful Lie
As A Butterfly — Dead By April — Let the World Know
My Apocalypse II — Falling In Reverse — Just Like You(Deluxe Edition)
Stage XIV(Inside a God) — Tetsuya Shibata — Devil May Cry IV: Original Soundtrack
Our Whole Lives Tonight — Eyeshine — Tone of Echoes
The Tide Raises Every Ship — Silverstein — A Shipwreck in the Sand
Sonny — Funeral For A Friend — Hours
Atlas, Rise! — Metallica — Hardwired...To Self-Destruct(Deluxe Edition)
Dante’s Inferno - live in Athens — Iced Earth — Arrive in Athens

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

Almost effective immediately, Zodiark noticed a shift in the Hume girls’ composure. Before, she was almost to the point of being crushed to bits by the weight of his spell and now she seemed to have more confidence than she did before. It was almost as if she had a stronger resolve. Or maybe Ultima gave her a stern talking to. There really was no telling what exactly became the deciding factor, but suffice to say, Zodiark approved. The fact that she decided to stop kid around and got serious meant that Zodiark could at least give her a chance to test the limits of her power.

And as she sent forth an impressive display of elemental prowess, it was obvious to him that she was aiming to kill. Those waves of various elements all came for Zodiark all at the same time. Each seemed to be the highest form they could possibly be and all with the intent to kill. This was good. He appreciated that she dug deep.

When the elements were about a foot away from making contact with him, Zodiark brought back his arms and thrust them forward. When he did that, a glyph appeared in front of him. In that same moment, the glyph opened up and revealed something that looked like a black abyss. There was a strong wind current that picked up, originating from that abyss and it sucked up all of the elements from Nadeline’s attack. Though, something that Zodiark wasn’t expecting happened: he underestiamted the strength of Nadeline’s spell as the glyph broke and the elements of drain, sap, water and lightning struck him. The water soaked him and the lightning struck him, getting an enhancement from the water. After that, drain would transfer some of his life force over to Nadeline and the sap, though only lasting a few seconds, seemed to also wipe a moderate portion of his energgy reserves.

Getting struck by Nadeline’s attack was a miscalculation of her power. He staggered back as he simply grinned at the girl. “And she continues to impress,” Zodiark said, panting lightly. “But that won’t happen again.”

Thirty more seconds had passed and Zodiark would rid himself of the extra arms, his movement-limiting form, and all but one orb. That last orbs would shape itself by using Zodiark’s putrid mist. It would go from the spherical mass into something nearly as long as his body but hardly as wide. The black mass kept its shade in this transformation but it came out to be a lot more silkier than it was before. When the transformation was complete, it appeared to be a spear of some sort. It was black throughout except for a part of the blade that seemed to pulse with a vile red Mist.

And as he stepped forward, Zodiark’s own form would change in an instant. GRand and Nadeline would recognize the form he took as it was the same form he took before. His entire body became encased in a black armor that had a red star emblem on the belt and on each hand. This armor had two horns that were colored a withered brown and a tail just as black as his armor was. He also had two wings made out of black Mist.

Gripping his spear in his hand, Zodiark’s helmet faded away. He had a more youthful appearance now. His skin was of a more healthy tone and his eyes were piercing red while his hair was as black as the dead of night. “Very well, now shall we begin?” Zodiark would take the first lunge. His speed so fast that no one other than an Esper or one who has unlocked their seal would had seen his movements. To the outside eye, it was just a flash of black and red. He rammed Nadeline with the bulk of his arm, forcing her to the trashed building just twenty paces behind her. Then, in another quick movement, he followed her as he appeared above the girl’s form. He turned his form into a shadow and went through her, appearing below her and unleashed a powerful pulse of ancient magicks that sent her flying up.

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Even though he knew this wasn’t his Emiri, there was no mistaking that she had the same fire in her belly that his beloved had. She wasn’t going to go down without a fight. It became clear to him as she forced his grip of her to break. Though, based on the expression plastered all over her face, that action of pulling away was not an easy one. He noticed that she winced as she pulled away. That took an inmeasurable fortitude to commit to that.

Jaakuna noticed how her emotion skyrocketed when she mentioned the pain she went through, which could only make him feel sympathy for her. He had been there for a lot of the traumatic experiences in her life - or at least been there for her when she told him about past trauma she went through, but losing her mother and then almost losing her father...she was alone through that. It was that feeling of lonesome that Keiran must’ve fed off of. Because he wasn’t there to help her through it, that abomination was able to warp Emiri into this...thing that he saw in front of him. That was the exact reason why he had to pressure on. In order to get Emiri back to the way she was before, he had to push on with cleansing her of Keiran. Even if it meant that she would experience pain dealt by him, he would have be strong.

But, as seen by her constant refusal to let him do it as he wished, that wasn’t going to be easy. While he still had her close, Emiri would surprise him with a rather old fashioned move in the form of a headbutt. This caused him to stagger back a few steps, to which allowed her to go for an odd attack. She dealt an open-palm slap clear across his face. Though it stung, he didn’t understand why she chose something like that. After a moment passed, he felt something explode on his cheek and he was sent flying to the left about five paces.

As he tumbled, Jaakuna recovered himself and saw Emiri. Even though he was sure this was another gesture on behalf of Keiran, he couldn’t help but smirk. He held his cheek. It had a fresh burning touch to it. Still tender, he brought his healing fire to it and would stop the bleeding. “Quite the move there.”

Jaakuna rose up from the ground and reignited his fists. He knew that he would have to get close to Emiri somehow. Now that she was well aware of his abilities to cleanse her of Keiran’s influence, her guard would be up. Even worse than that, the look in her eyes gave him a clear indication that she wasn’t going to hold back. He knew that she would use her time powers as she saw fit. That was the one thing that was constantly on his mind. If he happened to get close to her, he knew that she would use those powers to do something to get him away or use it to her advantage. In her doing that, she would inch herself closer to nothingness. What he needed to do was stop that from happening altogether.

Jaakuna was going to try something else. It was an alternative tactic of sorts. This was no fantasy. It was reality, but it wasn't going to be final. He was going to make her see that. “Don’t you see that he’s just using you for his own pleasure, Emiri! You have to snap out of it!” Jaakuna yelled, trying to bide himself some time. He knew his purifying fire was still active on her arm, so maybe if he could get her talking and not doing anything else, then maybe he wouldn’t have to hurt her for a bit. “Remember all the times we shared together. Remember when we first met, how I was going to bring you to Grant because Vlyn and Aloa commissioned me, but I didn’t. And do you know why? It’s because I didn’t like being used either.” As Jaakuna spoke, he would take steps forward to her. They were slow steps. He didn’t want to alert her. “Not I nor you liked to be used by the governments that rule this world. We just wanted to be free. And for a while, we lived in bliss. Just you, me, and the Ifrit. Don’t you want that again?” By now, Jaakuna had closed three paces between he and Emiri.

Crooked Young - An Altered Lies Production

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After news broke of Francis, everyone was up in arms about a lot of things. Florence’s family trying to do damage control. Alex’s family trying to be there for them as the best they could, but due to a phone call from Florence herself to Alexandros, it seemed that the best thing for the respective families was to cut ties immediately. Florence was going to focus on being there for her father and trying to do what she could to help control the press’ aggressive coverage. Meanwhile, Alexandros and his family had to move on.

Though the majority of the Mossos Clan wasn’t too bothered by this, it had been evident to them that this set Alexandros down a peg or two. He had distanced himself from the rest of the family. In the entire week, he was only home for a few hours. He hadn’t attended school in the entire week. For someone of his status, his absence would be noticed. Maybe not from everyone, but those who noticed him when he was there, it would raise a few red flags. It would be much like when he disappeared for a couple of months after Audrey’s summer bash.

In that week, Alexandros spent the majority of the time out on the streets, with his crew at various parties, and practically regrouping, thinking about what he was going to do. Florence was essential to his plan and now that she had cut ties with him effective immediately, he had to think of something else.

When the following Monday rolled around, Alex finally made an appearance at school. Granted, he arrived a few hours late. By the time he finally graced them with his presence, it was nearly lunch time. In fact, when he had showed up, the bell to signal lunch had started, that’s when he waltzed onto the campus. He looked as presentable as he had always looked: upscale attire and hair groomed to perfection. It wasn’t a suit this time, but it most certainly was something in that neighborhood.

Everyone talked in hushed whispers as he walked through the courtyard. It wasn’t until he stopped where they were really talking. He stopped in front of Audrey’s table. He looked at her, ignoring her friends, and took it upon himself to sit at her table, not even factoring in how her friends might take it. “Real clever, Huntsberg.” Alexandros stated, taking one of the french fries on her plate. “Using your contact in Francis’ office to take him down and removing Florence from the equation.” He took another fry, this time dipping it into some hot sauce.

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

Yet another example of The High Seraph's influence on the girl. His attack was quickly deflected and shot into nothingness. In that same moment, it seemed as though Nadeline had wasted no time as she would cast a high-level black magick spell, layering it twice: once above Zodiark and once below him. In that very same instnace, she layered protective magicks over her comrades without losing any focus of her offensive spells. It was remarkable.

As she called out the spell's name, it activated. Tentacles summoned from the void aimed to trap Zodiark within its clutches. A respectable attempt. If it were anyone else, perhaps it would have maimed them. But, yet again, just not close enough.The Keeper of Precepts waved another arm and one of the orbs that floated around his form would expand, surrounding Zodiark in a veil that was very reminiscent of shell and protect. Not only did it give him protection from any physical damage that those tentacles might've caused but it also would give him magical protection. It would last as long as Nadeline's own spell would last.

After that duration, Zodiark would simply gaze upon Nadeline. A full minute has already passed and she's proven to be more than just a pretty face or a burden on her comrades. It wasn't enough to take her seriously - not yet. If she wanted him to get serious, she would have to show him something really impressive. Until then, he would simply hold her at bay.

As he held up one of his arms, one of the floating orbs would land perfectly in his hand. He smiled at Nadeline twistedly as he hurled it at her. When half of the distance between the two was covered, the orb simply disappeared. In just three moments, it would reappear above Nadeline, casting a large-scale graviga not only over her but everyone under her protection.

“I’d act fast. Time isn’t on your side, Rozarrian Hume.”

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“I did what was necessary.” Jaakuna simply stated.

As he noticed the distinctive change in Emiri’s demeanor, Jaakuna was more than confident that just a few more doses of Purify and she would be closer and closer to returning to her normal self. However, while that was true, Jaakuna knew that, the closer he would get to ridding his beloved of Zodiark and by proxy, Keiran, the higher the difficulty it would be to do that. If he has learned anything in these past months of having to deal with Zodiark, it was that the closer you got to something, the harder it was to succeed. So he knew he would have to watch his step.

That would be especially true as he saw Emiri go at him like a wild animal. She swung ferociously. He stepped to the side to dodge her first strike. When the rest followed, he side-stepped her a few times and blocked a few of them with his fists of flame. He noticeed that the purify spell had a major impact on her form, so she was less graceful and not in a sound mind when she went for those strikes.

As she would come in for another one, Jaakuna blocked it with one hand, the blade of her sword meeting his flame-covered fist, and grabbed her wrist with the other, intent on purifying that arm. “This might sting a bit,” Jaakuna warned Emiri.

His left hand began to shine a brilliant gold. It began the process of burning away the dark influence of Zodiark from that hand. It would feel as any fire would on the flesh - well, at first anyway. Once the initial phase of fire on flesh was gone, there would be this warm feeling followed by an excruciating pain worse than just a physical fire sear. This was more on the spirutal levels. Jaakuna was essentially cleansing Emiri of her darkness, so this would hurt more at the soul than anything else.

“Emiri, if you’re in there, just hang on. I’m going to save you, my love.”