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Oram's a little shit. XD
So mean. XD You know nothing about Oram. >_> lol
And there we go!
The master would soon sigh as things fell into place following their usual routines. Luka was cleaning, Iggy and Mimi were also behaving once again. The fight had settled down. Even the older mages and other members of the guild seemingly out of sight of the master had stopped. He glanced around for a moment before taking a seat on the nearest bar stool. He took a deep breath and then pulled out a paper and began to speak. "I have a job. It's a request to find and deliver some very important treasure pieces. It could take a while as they are fairly scattered. At most there seem to be two of each item in each place. However, according to the client, the items are guarded and they would not be able to retrieve them for research if mages were not employed. The reward is quite high. 4 Billion Jewels to be exact." He finished and there was a gasp. "who..>" "ME!" Iggy quickly shouted. He inhaled and soon quickly reiterated. "Me! Mimi! Torie! Luka! Karn!" He beamed raising his voice excitedly volunteering members to form a team and head out. And without even consulting any of them either. "Easy Igneel. What if one of the more..." The master began but Iggy was currently staring around the guild. Anyone who might have objected or wanted the money for themselves quickly backed down. "So it's okay right?!" Iggy quickly was as cheerful as ever once more. "Right?!"
Welp! That post ended up a bit longer than I expected. But with that Oram's (who's totally unaware of the ongoings in the rest of the world) is now heading home. If anyone reads it and actually enjoys it or has feedback let me know. I'm not quite... You know... Not too happy with it. Feel like I could have done better.
Oram Hellios, Lunar Wolf Akura Mission: Final Part
Oram was a bit dazed. The bastard had gotten him pretty good. He lifted himself from the small pile of rubble he’d formed after impact. Yeah, he was gonna beat the crap out of those guys. He was seriously going to… Wait… What was that? He glanced around for a moment. It was quiet, but he definitely heard it. Sobbing. Somebody was in this room crying. But who? He searched from a moment. “Ha! The idiots got sent right into that room!” He heard a laugh. Idiot huh? “I wonder if he ended up hitting those guys. Heh, probably dead anyway.” Another voice rang out. Oram was still searching. He heard it. And he was getting closer. And closer. “You’re here.” He spoke and heard a gasp. It looked like a few people. A man and a woman huddled over a child. “Come on. Move a little. I’m not here to…” He stopped speaking when he tried to lift the two adults. They were dead. Corpses. And under them was a young girl Perhaps a teenager. About 12 or 13 or so. But that was a guess. Oram could never tell just by looking. She was shaking. Trembling in fear. “Wait here for a moment. Cover your ears. Hum, sing, it doesn’t matter. But… No matter what you do. Don’t leave. I’ll help you get out of here.” He said with an undertone of complete and utter rage as he removed his jacket and put it over her. Her clothes were torn to shreds. She could use something. With that he was making his way back through the hole. The cocky Akura members were laughing. “You blew his wittle jacket off.” “This idiot doesn’t know what he’s in for.” “Let’s kill him quick.” He heard these among other statements from the five. Still even as they began to attack him. Weak punches and weak kicks. “Tell me.” He spoke through the barrage of attacks. “Why did you hurt that young girl and her family?” He asked in a quiet voice, almost a whisper. “What? Hah! Because we felt like it, of course!” The primary attacker laughed. “Why would we need a reason after multiplying our power at least 10 tens over?! What possib… !!!!” He was stopped dead in his tracked by a fist to the face and was sent flying. The sheer impact of his body against the wall left a splatter of blood as he slid down. Even as a member of Lunar Wolf. Even as a lap dog for Alec Roganoff. Oram had his limits. Limits of evil so grotesque that they burn him down to his very core. Alec Roganoff had passed these limits long ago. But Oram knew he wasn’t at a level to take out the wizard saint. Not yet. But these bastards. These heartless Fucks. He could take them even on his worst day. “Let me give you a little word of advice you Akura Fuck Faces.” He began as he caught one of their legs and swung the person into another, their head slamming into the next person’s own head with deadly force. “It doesn’t matter how much you multiply your power. Zero times zero will always be zero.” There were two left. Oram held his hand up. The gravity around one increased. He felt himself being forced to the floor. His bones were being crushed. He felt like his insides were going to squirt out of his body. He screamed in agony for a moment before falling unconscious. “One.” He simply said as the man began to attack furiously. All Oram had to do was dodge. It was too easy. “What the fuck?! We’re… We’re Dragon Slayers now! How?! How could you?! W-we’re powerful.” A punch, a kick, a roar. It was all so weak. It was too easy for Oram to knock him off his feet. “Since you’re so talkative.” He began as he placed his foot on the man’s chest and began to pull on his arm. “What do you think will happen if I pull on your arm with all my strength, while increasing the Gravimetric pressure around only the rest of your body.” Oram grinned as he began to do so. The man open his mouth as if to speak, but only shouts of pain and agony came out. “What? Come on. All you have to do is answer.” Oram laughed as he continued. “What is it? Don’t you wanna sa…” He stopped as he pulled the man’s arm off his body. “Oops. Too late.” He laughed as he turned to leave the man, who gone into shock just seconds before his arm came off, and return to the girl. She had listened. Good. Otherwise she’d either have ended up dead or far more traumatized than she already was. Oram was bleeding from his mouth and the top of his head. Even if they were weak attacks, they could accumulate and cause some serious damage. Luckily it wasn’t serious, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t hurt. Still he wouldn’t go down or pass out with just this. “Come on. There’s nothing more I can do other then get you out of here.” He turned, but she grabbed his hand. She was still shaking. He picked her up and pulled the hood of his former jacket over her head ordering her to keep her eyes closed as he left. And with that he left taking the crate full of dragon lacrima with him, on his opposite free shoulder. It was rather large, but he could handle it. It was the only one. Must have been the big crate they were taking into the warehouse when he first arrived. He didn’t like what he did next, but he had too. The weak flames of the few pseudo fire dragon slayers were so weak they hadn’t even lit the place up. So he did it himself by using one of the more flame based dragon lacrima as a sort of incendiary. They place would burn down within the next hour wiping away the Akura fucks and unfortunately the bodies of this girls parents. After that he left the girl with the proper authorities and instructed them to get her either a good home or get someone from the council. In addition he lied. Told them the Akura thugs had set the place on fire and burned everything along with the girl’s parent’s bodies. Just like that it was over. He was going to return to his guild with the crate of Dragon Lacrima and his mission was complete. Take care of the thugs and get the lacrima just like Alec said.
~END~
<Snipped quote by Demon Shinobi> lmfao, I can work with that, in fact I can see it now! x'D -in the middle of a huge climactic scene- Kaelani: *mobile rings* Oh shit, sorry guys... You mind waiting a minute? This one's important... I'll help you out in just a minute Taiga-... Hello..?
lol awesome. Though I must apologize for how Taiga may act despite receiving help from Kaelani. I think the problem should go on for a bit. At least until our first BIG fight. Where he can return the favor for being saved XD
Hey boss... You do realize that Kaelani isn't in the club room right? She grabbed flyers and left long before anyone else did cause Taiga got to her with being a fallen angel hater o-o
Well it's his own fault if he dies XD No but seriously... This is modern times... Cell phones? Anyone? No? Okay...
Alright guys! If not by tonight I will have us moving on by tomorrow! Our lovely GM has been getting sick so we shall have to bear with her! You got a problem with that, then you can take it up with me ya got that?!
damn, so many characters *.*
Yup. And now If he's accepted I'll have two x3
Hiiii @Masaki Haruna!! New character heres.
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Nicolas is short for his age standing at 4'11". Due to working hard and training so much his body is a bit more toned than one might expect, but he keeps a lean, almost fragile looking, frame. He seems like a typical small guy who can't do much, but he can take a good hit or two and get back up. Still his most notable feature is possibly his eyes as you can probably tell. Mostly because the pupils of his eyes seem to take the shape of the four pointers of a compass. His typical attire consists of a t-shirt with a white hooded sweatshirt and black jacket over it. His pants are also black with white rectangular patches just over the pockets and thin white stripes running down the front of each pant leg. His shoes are primarily black with a white trim. Occasionally, he will wear other variations or completely different outfits, but this seems to be his most common one. Name: Nicolas Grimmond (Formerly Nicolas Blackwolf) Nickname: Don't think he has any. Age: 14 Gender: Male Guild: Not in one yet, but maybe Harpy Rank: Mage, maybe B to low A level Personality: Nicolas is an extremely kind individual. While he is intelligent on an academic level where societal things and people are involved he is rather naive. He is the type to try and help a friend as much as possible. He's somewhat timid, and a bit shy. He's not the most socially active person, and is the type to blush fairly easily when around members of the opposite sex. He can also be easily flustered when embarrassed. History: Nicolas was born into a rich family, with parents who own a lucrative trading business and a chain of magic shops that sold various books and other items. They lived in Oak Town, once home to the former guild Phantom Lord. He started learning academically when he was three and when he was 4 he met a young mysterious girl, who he came to know as Trisana Leaf. By the age of six, his father saw him as unable to meet his personal standards and disowned him, with no argument from his mother. He was taken him by a maid who'd quit and moved with him because of the event and his young friend followed unbeknownst to the maid. When he was 9, he came into possession of some rare magic books and learned magic. Some years later his foster mother fell ill and passed away. With help from his friend he is moving on and hopes to join a guild and use his magic to help people. Magic: Nicolas has learned and utilizes the following magic to certain degree. While he is fairly adept at using his Territory magic, his Maguilty Sense is less than skillful and at most he can link others to himself or to each other, however, even linking them to each other is a bit of a stretch. He also cannot yet create swords. He continues to practice though. 1) Territory - The user is able to conjure a kind of wave-like matter that resembles a tomoe, which allows them to manipulate the space around any object or substance of their choice, allowing for great versatility. One can manipulate space as means of defense, offense, by means of forming heat and generating explosions, teleporting people and/or objects of their choice, and granting the user the ability to switch places with other people who are in close proximity. However, the greatest potential that this Magic offers lies in its trapping and damaging capacities; the caster has the option to imprison any living being of their choice inside their "space", and if the caster desires so, can sap their Magic Power away. In addition, the Magic can be used to summon a god-like entity that can cause a wide scale of destruction. This Magic is unusual in the sense that it's spells as well as their incantations are uttered in the language of Yakuma, which has been described as "ominous." Furthermore, on occasion a variety of hand signs are utilized before casting this Magic. 2) Maguilty Sense - It's a Magic that has the ability to make two or more people's senses as one. If one of the people linked with the Magic feels pain then the others will as well. Although the Magic doesn't actually share the physical wounds, it is still able to "share" death. Extreme amounts of emotion can also be shared such as crying. With this Magic, the user can also create teal Magic swords formed from the user's incredible faith. Using simple arm motions and sometimes verbal commands, the user is able to launch the blades, which then hone in on his or her opponents. The blades are different from normal swords, as they attack the opponent's sense of pain directly, making it possible to slice and damage even a person's water body. The user is also able to create different varieties of blades. Other: - Because of his lack of skill with both magics, he has a small habit of inadvertently using his magic, particularly his Territory magic, by accident when he gets scared or surprised, or things like that. - He likes animals, primarily kittens and puppies. - He likes sweet things. Cakes, candy, etc. - May or may not have abandonment issues. He hides things and bottles them up.
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