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<Snipped quote by Silver Fox>

Just like Fairy Tail! XD

Zero kinda acts like Gajeel too...

I haven't had reason to pay close attention to Amaya's posts, but from what I've seen, she is a lot dislike Natsu.

Edit: More Fairy Tail Dubbed Episodes! :D


Zero just hasn't had a reason to be nice >_>
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It would be terrifyingly badass. Just with the two dragon slayers alone, and Karn isn't really as much of a pushover as he acts.

Melina however, it depends on what form she's in sadly. And she's planning on going into her cute little dragon form, so she'd be mostly a non-combatant.

Like Happy!


I think you mean Mithera.
Zenoram/Zero and Hemlock


“I’m glad you like it.” Zenoram beamed his expression cheerful as ever. “But maybe you should try to relax.” He then added to Mithera. “You shouldn’t always have to do the flying right?” He chuckled a bit. Though if Hemlock weren’t around he wasn’t sure if there was anything that she could ride at all. Then, Zenoram thought for a moment as he listened to Karn. He had taken note of the coughing. Was he okay? He didn’t sound like it. But he would move on as Karn did. He wouldn’t dwell on something the blonde didn’t. Besides, what if it was something that made him uncomfortable. “As for the villagers… Um.. I think it was something to do with my dad. I mean… Not Hemlock… My biological parents.” He said calmly. In truth for a time Zenoram had been too young to really understand it.

“The village hated him.” The body spoke but it was Zero now. “Normally, I’d leave Zenoram in charge, but this is a bit more serious.” He explained the change as he began to roll up the sleeves. “Pops was a criminal. I don’t know if he murdered people, or stole a lot. Maybe it was both or something more. But the point was the villagers didn’t like him bein around.” He was loosening the tie now. He hated it being all tight around his neck. So restricting. “But there’s always one person who can see past the wrong done before and focus on the right done now. That was mom. She helped him, they fell in love. You know the usual mushy crap."

“The villagers never were the most open minded types.” Hemlock chimed in as he continued the smooth flight, even picking up speed a bit.

“Yeah. What he said.” Zero continued the story. “You know when people hate one thing, it’ll just spread to another, so long as the other things is related or affiliated somehow. Irrational yes, but that’s just how people are. Irrational.” His gaze was much more fierce and serious than that of Zenoram. He’d already unbuttoned the top button and untucked the shirt. He was more comfortable now. “The hate for father spread to mother, and when I was born… You get the picture.” He began to chuckle a bit. “Poor Zenoram. Had no idea what was going on when his dad died. Of course, nobody knew how or why. Nobody tried to help. You know what I mean right? Oh and then mom went. She got sick, but fuck the lover of the hated criminal.” He sighed as he looked from Karn to Mithera.

“Zenoram was alone. It was traumatizing, but that trauma didn’t go very far. He still tried to be nice. Kill ‘em with kindness kinda thing. I mean… You can tell the guy isn’t the type to hurt someone. So… I don’t know how it works. He was being bullied. He needed to fight back… Or at least survive. So… snap.” He whispered the final word pantomiming breaking something in half. “Mr. Brain played a little trick and I ended up takin over. Beat the shit outta a couple lowlife brats, and went home. I exist to keep Zenoram safe. He exists to carry on the life left to him by his parents.” He stopped. “If either of you try to hug me I’m throwin you off the dragon.” There it was. The strangely sentimental moment which could happen was immediately shot down. Zero wasn’t the type. He didn’t even care much for the story. “Oh… Then they tried to feed us to the big guy here. Guess that didn’t work out the way they planned.” He laughed as he pat Hemlocks back.

“Where did you say you were going on?” Hemlock asked just to be sure. He was going in the right direction he knew, but he didn’t wanna over shoot it.
"Since you use close quarters combat and your hands and feet I guess you could say that you are your own weapon." She giggle lightly. Rosalia looked with nothing but interest over the gauntlet as Sayuri took it out. "That still looks pretty cool." She giggle as she reached back to take the large covered up item off her back. "They do look a bit easier to hold and manage than my weapon though." She said as the place it down with a loud thud. She began to unwrap and cover so that the large buster sword would be revealed. "Though... I generally use it's gun mode rather than it's sword mode." She admitted with a small laugh.

Name: Taiga Yukimura AKA The Dragon Emperor Imitator
Age: Formerly a normal 17-year-old human, now a reincarnated devil
Look: Taiga is an average looking young man, who prior to being a devil had no real redeeming features. He stands at about 5'6" weighing about 132lbs. He generally took to wearing his school uniform, but out of school would of course, don casual clothing, usually jeans and shirts. Since becoming a devils he wears clothing more along the lines of that in the picture, minus the armoring, as he finds it comfortable and more fitting of the fantasy-esque lifestyle he's adopted.

Personality: Taiga isn't a genius, but he is a quick thinker and quick learner. He isn't much in the area of skill, and keeps average scores in academics and physical areas. However, if there was one thing he had was a determination unlike any other, in the game world that is. He never quit and kept going. He wasn't a burden either. He often helped out his older sister and the like. Since then though his determination has made a shift to real life. He constantly wants to get better. He genuinely works hard and often displays a need to get stronger and be better. He will not waste this chance.

History: Taiga was never really one to stand out. He was always the kid in the back of the class or closed off in his room. In truth he was a gamer. Probably why he exercised so rarely and hardly socialized. Sometimes looking back, he thinks he probably should have. If he'd done more, or anything at all, he could have stopped that terrible incident from happening. You see he'd live most of his life gaming and staying home and helping out their. But in truth, he couldn't do much. He didn't have many skills and he wasn't all that strong. He relied heavily on his sister. She was his caretaker since his parents had died when they were young. He treasured her care and support. He wished he could have helped her when that man barged in.

This guy was looking for something, but what it was he didn't know. But his sister tried to get him out. He hit her. Any guy would jump in after that right? So of course, Taiga jumped in. He had too. Only, the guy seemed to have found what he needed. He apparently wanted to prove himself to some bastard boss of his. That's why he threw some beams or some crap like that into Taiga and his sister. He laughed saying something like he didn't have time to wait and figure out which one had it. Whatever that meant... All Taiga knew was he wanted power... If he had power... Wait... No... He couldn't do anything. This wasn't a game. And what would he have done? Protect his sister. He was sure she was dead. Tears streamed down his face. He couldn't believe it.

This event made him who he is. This was the day he met his King. The man who gave him new life. All because some Fallen Angel was making a mess in his territory by chance. With his sister dead, and him struggling to stay alive, mumbling something about being better, and needing power to protect what he wanted. Must have left an impression on his King. Because he made him his Pawn. Now Taiga goes to school, completes his devil tasks and even works part time. He hasn't picked up a game in a long time. But who needs that when his life practically is one. Though, much more dangerous. At least he has been able to keep and maintain the home his sister left him. He wishes he could have done more that day. But it is his motivation to move forward. To be better. Yeah. This is his life now.

Your Evil Piece: Pawn (5/8 of them to be exact) - The traits of Pawns is the ability to promote into a Queen, Rook, Knight, or Bishop in enemy territory or with the permission of their King.

Your Weapon: Sacred Gear - Great Dragon Swords - These two swords mimic the abilities of the Great Dragon Emperors. The red boosts the user's abilities as time passes, etc. The blue one halves the power of whatever it touches and adds it to the user's power, etc. Taiga can use only one at a time unless he were to acquire the a balance breaker which takes the form of added armor (the armor in the picture that is on the clothes) on his outfit, and allows him to use both for a limited time. As of now Taiga can only use one at a time and regardless of which he uses, he has a long way to go as he has little to no redeeming facts, apart from his determination to become better and his loyalty to his allies and king.

How You Became My Evil Piece: Long story short, Taiga and his sister had been attack by a fallen angel. His sister died. There was hope for him, but not her. His King stumbled upon him and the angel and killed the angel and made him a pawn.
"Thats all pretty interesting." Rosalia replied ignoring the patting on her head. Or at least, she tried to ignore it. Under the hat on her head, her ears twitched at the sudden contact. It was almost as though something were in her hat. To be honest she liked being pat on the head. Her mother and father did it a lot. "But what do you mean you don't technically have a weapon?" She asked curiously as she leaned focused a bit more on Sayuri. In truth she'd have liked to here more about the girl from her own mouth rather than look things up. One couldn't always trust the media. And if they were friends it'd be better that way right? She didn't want to have to research a friend. But she left it alone.
Hmmm Finally posted. I don't think I messed anything up, but if I did someone just tell me please :3
Oram Hellios, Lunar Wolf

Oram let out a low growl as he listened to the two Roganoff men and the woman. The old bag of bones had some project in mind. Alec hadn’t seemed to be in on it before, but apparently now he was. Oram was ready, in his eyes. Oram was in the dark though. He was annoyed. These bastard were always using him for whatever whimsical ideas came to mind. “What the fuck do you bastards want me to do? Out with it already.” He barked, doing his best to ignore Alec’s teasing. He already knew how strong he was. Yes he did have S rank level strength. That didn’t matter to him.

He didn’t even care that Alec had kept him from either joining or passing the S rank exams. What he cared about was why. Why the hell were they doing this? What were they going to make him do now? And the woman too. Why was she in league with them. He had so many questions and he never got answers. Not until it was either too late, or he managed to find out himself. The latter was rare. Only occurred about o.o6% of the time.

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Nicolas Grimmond, Harpy’s Wing, Augustine Town


Nicolas had been stuck in that dreadful illusion. It started with his first hallucination, but than he noticed something. Everybody was gone. He turned around. He was alone. There were dead bodies around him. Some guild members that had been around him. Some he had wanted to speak too, but hadn’t gotten the chance. Some he had already begun to admire. All of them dead. But that wasn’t the end of it.

He clenched his eyes shut to try and ignore it, but then he heard a voice calling out to him. “Mom?” He opened them immediately and looked around. She wasn’t… Not wait… There she was. Being help up by the hair. He was chained down. They… His biological parents… It was them… Hurting her… He wanted to scream, but his voice seemed to be gone. What the hell was this hallucination?!

Then it was gone… He was pulled back to reality by a girl’s scream. The situation was definitely tense. “ugh…” He put his hand over his face and tried to think. A demon guy… But he looked like that Harpy dude he’d seen before. Nobody was attacking, but tensions seemed high. There was a robotic guy… That sniper chick… Some other girl… He wasn’t really focusing on any one person. Ow… Was that girl still screaming? He couldn’t tell. His ears were ringing. “What the hell is even going on?” He said just loud enough to be heard as he placed his hand on the nearest thing to him, which happened to be Nigel’s arm.

“Hm?” He looked up still abit out of it when he noticed Nigel. “OH! Sorry…” He stepped back. “Um… Wow… I thought…” He stumbled over words trying to figure things out in his head. This was really too complex. Why did he think he could help? NO… He figured crowd control or something. But that wasn’t the point. Seeing Nigel and the rest, his previous nervousness returned. Ugh… He needed to free himself of this nervousness around current and/or future companions.
Always in such a hurry Demon gosh!


CAUSE!
I been posting sporadically and stuff and I figure just waiting another post cycle while waiting to get on the back would be boring lol XD
So we can just talk and stuff while on the back lol :D
Zenoram/Zero and Hemlock


“I would much rather you take a rest and enjoy the ride then attempt to make the trip yourselves, Mithera.” Hemlock said calmly as he got into a laying position and positioned his wing as a sort of ramp for them to climb up onto his back.

“Welp, All aboard.” Zenoram cheerfully spoke as he walked by Mithera and Karn. He was rather happy. He loved going outside. “Oh and Karn, we don’t usually go out. Usually for lessons or something if we need. But not a lot.” He explained to his new friend. “Although I do usually go down to the village near the mountain… Or um… Or the neighboring on mostly since the people in the closer village kind of hate me.” He laughed a little despite delivering the somewhat sad sentence.

”Pull it back Zenoram. Or you’ll get emotional and stuff.”
”Relax relax. I’m just being honest.
”Just watch what you say is all I’m saying.

“Hurry onto my back and we’ll take off.” Hemlock instructed as he waited.

Zenoram meanwhile began to attempt to push the two up. “Alright… Up you… Go… Just… Grrr…” He was trying so hard. “How does Zero do this stuff all the time?” He mumbled quietly to himself as it seemed things about their body accessible to one weren’t always accessible to the other. For instance, Zenoram should have been able to perform Dragon Slayer Magic and Zero should have been able to perform the time magic. But this wasn’t the case. It’s like they were two entirely different people with two different bodies, even though that was not the case. It was confusing.

Then it dawned on him. "Time zone." He said as a sort of bubble appeared around the four. He touched Karn and Mithera and spoke again. "Fast Forward." They moved quickly together at a heightened speed and soon were on Hemlocks back. When it was over the bubble was gone and he was panting a bit. It took more out of him to use that than it took out of Zero to fight for almost two hours. This was just another difference between the two.

"We'll be going then." Hemlock said as his wings lifted and began to move up and down. Powerful gusts of wing formed moving the snow beneath him in great quantities as he soon lifted off heading upwards at somewhat of an incredible rate given his size.

Zenoram was sitting and resting like it was nothing having been used to it. "You were excited about this right Karn?" He asked with a small smile. "What do you think? And you too Mithera?" He asked with a smile as the dragon evened out, now flying about the clouds, at a steady casual speed.

((Hope you don't mind me moving this along a bit, @Burthstone and @Silver Fox. But yeah. We flying now. XD I can always change it, I just thought this would be easier.))
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