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Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Rtron said
I did...then I couldn't go to sleep...so I popped some sleeping pills, checked on some things here, and the pills are kicking in right now.

:P Then night and see you tomorrow.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Rtron said
*Snickers* This is going to be fun.

I though you were heading to bed?!?!

Stargate - Alliances

Sep said
Reet, Fallen must of missed it so I must have. Will sort eet out.

No one told me to add it that I know of.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Crossark said
Just making sure Rtron was down with it.Cynn will go after Mack-'n'-Dick.

That's why he was there and it is part of the plotline we talked about. The students are suppose to stop him or else the College gets shifted into war because of it. :p

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Crossark said
I thought he was the one in charge of Mack-'n'-Dick...

Yes, I spaced for a moment. XD Technically, unless we state otherwise, anyone can go after him as he's using the current chaos to complete his mission.

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Crossark said
It's up to Rtron, I believe.

How so? *little confused*

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Crossark said
Not sure if I want Cynn to go up against Mack-a-rack or the Mutated Demon...She would hate Mack-a-rack.But the Demon leads to more friendship.But Mack-a-rack would make for a more interesting and fun fight, rather than just trying to survive...

Currently having Craig help Coco out a bit if that helps your choices.

Lucius Cypher said
So basically... Tyrael can't banish them back to the Inferno, as the poison in Khan, which are affecting his runes, are preventing them from entering. And simply killing them to send them back will cause said runes to damage Khan's insides to the point that he'd die. Of course, Tyrael doesn't know this. I suppose Satori could try to dive into Zaad's memory and draw this out, since neither him nor Khan are in any condition to provide Wards strong enough to keep Satori out. In which case, Tyrael needs to focus on saving Khan, less on trying to slay his demons. Which Lucilia is trying to do. Communication, ain't it great? Well, once Zaad is subdued, I'll have Satori delegated to communications and try to reorganize the college's guards, as well as serve as a way to inform everyone of the situation. Show a bit more of what Satori is capable of.

Yep that's the gist of it. Khan's not a normal Demonomancer, partly due to his Runes, as the Archmage might one day reveal depending on what happens IC. And if you want to dive into Zaad's memories though only Khan really knows this, so Satori can use Zaad's mind to link up with Khan and he can explain the situation before Upsah's gas hits him hard and Khan's fear forces her out of his mind. Or at least overwhelms it.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Teachers Within Dining Hall

Within the chaos of the Dining Hall magic of all stages erupted. From the strong attacks of the almost masters to the weak attempts in the novices, students and teachers alike had stirred to the conflict which erupted around them. Frost had focused upon the air as the temperature dropped near the other door opposite of Tyrael and Satori, ice crackled and solidified along the edges to seal the hordes out. Their claws and weapons banged heavily, the door held firmly but it wouldn’t last forever.

Abbadon was busy, his form hunched over one of the many wounded. A student, a young frighten man, was shaking and his body spread across the floor’s surface while he bled. There was a large gash in his side where a demon has attempted to slice him in half before the teacher had decapitated it. His eyes flickered up to see many of the others, the teachers included, had shifted their original intentions of killing the demons right out to slicing away their heads. His hands were reddened by the blood he tried to starch with a ripped piece of his own robes, worried he wasn’t properly doing it as he couldn’t stop singing to merely heal the young man.

His voice rang out deeply and in a soothing Latin phrase over and over. To any ears that heard it, they would immediately feel a slight calm wash over their minds for a moment. His words then entered their mind to speak with them and direct them in their actions, now able to think clearly to either allow them to escape or fight back. Sadly, to Abbadon’s anger, his words weren’t the right type to mend the boy and won’t do him much good if the student bled out.He needed help to stop it.

Unknown to Abbadon, a demon had gotten close and raised his sword to plant it right into the teacher’s back. Or so it thought. Instead, it’s eyes widened and from it’s throat was a small icy tip that protruded from its neck then ripped off its head. It’s goblin like head went flying into the already growing pile at the room’s center. It’s body slumped as Frost’s lips pulled up into a cheeky smile, her feet planted upon the corpse’s lifeless form.

Her voice was merry with a slight tone of a well done job, her hand pushed her glasses back up. “Looked like you needed a hand, Abbadon.”

The man didn’t stop singing but nodded his thanks towards her before redirected his focus to shift to healing spell. Frost didn’t waste time to help out her next ally, Xeric. The Eysire was using the torches to create a large flame wall from the horde pouring into the room where Alaira’s current foe had left. Each creature was burned by an intense flame about a fourth of the sun’s temperature and only a few had managed to get through, their hides made to tolerate the extreme heat. They instantly headed towards Xeric who leapt back with surprising agility for her age. Her tail, red hot with white flames, slapped the demon’s leg burning easily through it. It crumbled only to have Frost shout, her small body spun a makeshift spear from one of the few intact candle stands, at the Esyire. Without missing a pace, Xeric’s hand jerked out and caught it. Her hand instantly sent it about then right through the demon’s head which she grunted then poured heat into it, cooking the flesh and ripped it off the shoulders.

“Thanks.” Xeric’s gratitude was heard in a stern and firm tone, her head turned way to notice something that concerned her before leaping to someone’s aid. Meanwhile, she glimpsed what she thought was a vampire instantly dash by in a flat out run.

Heus

Heus’s small, stone like head watched the man. They were filled with pain and suffering, his mind unable to understand complex emotions like confusion or worry, as his form struggled to straighten upright. The hallway’s roof scrapped against his horns and brought down several block to crumble along his form. He barely felt it enough to flinch, his single mindedness in full blow attack mode. He wanted to make the pain to stop. Make it stop but the man shouted at him, his words held little meaning to the Demon before Grey rushed forward to attack. Heus’s arm move to counter attack by swinging his arm in a wide arc in front of himself. The arm moved slow but with the force a thousand battering rams held, more than enough to send Grey rocketing through nearest wall and several yards after.

However instead of his attack hitting, Grey instantly dropped out of sight. Unable to slow or stop his momentum within the swing, Heus’s mouth roared in challenge only to receive a sharp pain upon his chin for his trouble. His jaw shoved upwards and roughly cut off his cry with a hard slam. His body tilts only a bit, his mass and strength still superior to Grey’s, while his eyes roll into his skull for a moment. He tries to move his first arm back around only feel it stuck fast. Heus jerked again and again, his mind barely registered it wasn’t going to move.

Unknown the dull creature, Lucilia’s roses had entwined like a net catching fish over his arm. They withered and wormed their way along the lower part and trail upwards, slowing him down. A frustrating roar erupted into the air. The sound carried and vibrated, again tiny bits of the roof collapsed from the raw power in the cry. After a few moments, a whoosh of flames erupted from his open mouth right at Grey. If he didn’t move, the man was going to suffer second to third degree burns along his face and torso.

At the same time, Heus’s arm ripped itself free of Lucilia’s roses. The roots were torn from the stone and where fling away rather easily. Like a child discarding a toy. With his arm freed, Heus’s body rushed forward across the hallway and impacted upon other side. Whether Grey was sandwiched between didn’t matter to the monstrosity as he plowed into wall, his feet ripped from the briars that entangled his feet and stopped short of breaking through to the outside, unaware of the gas Upsah had released into the small area.

Upsah

Upsah felt an excited spark jolt through his being, his hollowed sockets turned upon the bitch as he listened to his fellow demons scream. Their skin ripped and twisted up by the briar’s sharp thorns, like nature’s barbwire, causing a splatter of blood to spray crimson upon his pasty skin. His thin muscle flickered in reaction that reflected his enjoyment at the gore. He smirked as his hoof stepped forward into the pool of blood and indented the perfect puddle, small glops of skin scattered throughout the hallway’s length. Screams and panic filled his very being with a high he had long since missed when he slaughtered young whores in London. Most not fit to keep their insides, their ability to create life, as he tore it away from them in the most powerful statement.

His hard toe clopped upon the stones when he approached Lucilia, his skull fixed in a permanent grin.A few maggots dropped off his arm in his movement’s wake and dotted the floor. Unlike Zaad, Rathel or even stupid Heus, the demon naturally not vicious unless told, he wasn’t in any sort of pain when his Sin had grown in power. In his past, Upsah had willing gave in to its desires long ago and allowed it to feed him with purpose. It was a drive for his actions then and continued to be.

Though nothing settled within his eyes, there seemed to be intense joy in his body when Lucilia’s rose twisted into a sword and shield. Her hand held the latter defensively but it won’t help her much. Like everything else, the fancy plants would wither and die in his grasp. Nothing was immune to his decay. Not now or ever.

The soft sound of something stretching followed by the pricking upon his flesh caused Upsah to look upon his arm. Vines, green and leafy, had sprung up to twist on his limbs then hinder his movement by roping him down. His skull clacked in protest. His hand reached and placed upon the vivid greenery, his magic caused their stems and leaves to darken into black husks which crumbled into dust. His hollow ear caught the sound the mason stones being ripped away by Heus at his side. Stupid whore he inwardly snickered to himself.

His little mental taunt died then when Lucilia released several vials, their glass containers shattered upon the ground then the contents emerged as gas. They billowed into thick smoke and spread around, his body stung when it came into contact. Upsah hissed in anger. His prey wasn’t supposed to fight him but just die and let him rip her to pieces. Several cuts had scored across his surface from the vines, even torn into his rotted wounds yet none seemed to have distracted him with their pain nor did the gas which had begun to burn the arcanite within him. His mottled looking wings rose to spread out then with all his strength he flapped it, creating a gust that shoved the gases in Khan’s direction.

Naturally with Khan’s runes, they made him part demon because of his connection. It was why he could survive the Inferno like Tyrael without burning up but was drawback to that little perk. Some weapons which targeted Demons also affected him, even if it was to a milder degree. Though Upsah wasn’t sure if the gas would kill Khan instantly, he knew it would hurt like hell. His mind smirked when he heard Khan’s scream follow shortly after the gas had settled over the headmaster’s skin. He seemed delighted at Lucilia’s comment when she said he would regret his choice and merely answered her with his whispering voice.

“Considering you’re a pretty thing, I’m going to enjoy tearing you apart. Namely when it is from the inside out!” In a short moment after his words, white smoke poured from his jaws. It was likely too fast for Lucilia to react, and if she could, there was little place to go as it spread out over Heus, Grey, Lucilia and even Khan. Upon contact in any form it, all save for Heus who was too dumb to understand true fear, would edge them into their worst nightmares soon enough. It was thick and powerful, fasting enough to barely give them a chance to defend again it.

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Lucius Cypher said
That's one method in which Satori and Tyrael will show off their abilities. Namely, Tyrael's ability to command other demons, though alone he won't be able to take over Zaad. But with Satori's help, it could be possible. That being said, best they could do is get Zaad to fight the other demons; having him hunt down the perpetrator would be a bit of a stretch, since as of the moment, no one aside from Khan knows who the cause of the rage is. But at least Zaad won't be attacking students and teachers. Once Fallen gets her things up I'll shift the scene some, you may want to go ahead and write about how Ssarak responds to the situation, Commander.

Hold off on Zaad for at least tonight, Lucius. Echo's Auriel's and Xeric's going to do something that will trap Zaad for a bit to allow an easier time for Tyrael and Satori to do their thing.

Also, keep in mind. Khan's runes are being pushed to their limit, their functions are being affected by the poison which makes them weaker in their normal ones. For example, instead of allowing Khan to pull out or bring his demons into the isolated bit of Inferno his runes create, they are preventing any of his demons from being able to return there for long. So any killing of Rathel, Zaad, Upsah, Heus, or Orleah will literally hurt Khan enough to have his insides being liquefied aka, vomiting blood and the rune connected to the demon bleeding as if cut. Too many times and Khan's body can't handle it. Namely since Khan's the only one to survive this type of binding, no one will know this until you talk to Khan/Rathel/Zaad. *smirks* Lovely GM aren't I?

To put bluntly, Tyrael could try to take over Zaad to some extent, with Satori's aid, enough to allow him to shift into Armor mode onto someone. Once there, no matter how pissed or anger he is, Zaad's not going to be able to act upon it as he's just armor. XD

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Leon5431 said
I understand that, but even before we managed to stay rather smooth and flowing. But, maybe I am just being critical, it is kinda hard because I am looking at current posts and then looking back on past posts. I am sure back on those past posts it was the exact same way and I am just being critical. Or perhaps I have been away too long and require some readjusting to the usual flow of things. I don't know.

You have been out of loop with lots of RL, including the fact we had to wrap up a few of your collabs, with or without you, before we could move on. So that could be part of it.

On a side note to everyone: Auriel's in a current conflict with Zaad who, once subdued by both Xeric and Auriel, can have Satori try to latch into his head only to discover Khan's mind's pure pain if you wish Lucius. At least give insight that something's happened to Khan and thus, edged into his demons. Not to mention enlighten that Orleah, Heus, and Upsah are out and about without Khan's reins. For Tyrael and Satori, who could've had the pleasure to be in his mind once, that should tell them how bad the situation is. Even in combat, unless needed or you've pissed Khan off enough, at least Upsah and Olreah never see the light of day ever...

Leon5431 said
I feel as though I was overly soft on both Deven and Jenna this post but, I also really like how it turned out, hope the GMs don't mind what I did with some of the soldiers and guardsmen, I kinda took some liberties...hope you don't mind, I am all for it if you want to massacre them all or what not.

Though if you are alright with it and allow it then my next post would be focusing on them (Deven, Jenna and this little rabble of defenders) pushing for the door, so a lot of combat and death....lots of death.

They are NPCs, as long they don't have a name or is specifically added by the GMS, feel free to go wild imo. It helps build the scene and eases the trouble upon us to give you something. Though I'll likely also put in a bit about the other teachers efforts as well, like Frost frosting the door, Xeric creating a wall of flames before helping Auriel, Abbadon providing cover, healing and support them with his Chantment, and ect.

I can have Abbadon approach Jenna and get her to calm, allowing her to help to heal the wounded? She can't do much with her magic but she can at least stop the bleeding and such can't she, if you would something for her to do Leon?

Hopefully, by the tonight Rtron and I can finish up that post to get the infirmary stuff kicked off. Not to mention he can release his little surprise among the Chaos...the only question is this: will the students notice or even be able to stop it? >)