Flamelord

The War of the Three

Endian

The battle raged apace, he angels making inroads in spite of the force that had been thrown up against them. Of course, the Machina defenders were not going down without a fight, guns hammering away, missiles flying away to explode and unleash cluster munitions, beams ripping through the sky in a technicolor spectacle. the war had been joined in full, and only the prospect of victory could assuage it now.

Of course, Endian kept track of it all from the bridge, taking in reports and distributing reinforcements, managing from afar. She was pleased to see how well Grafdakka was doing, even if slightly annoyed by his insistence on making himself the biggest target that could be found. But if it took pressure off the Elicitor then she would be more than willing to allow it.

"Keep up the fire," she reiterated as guns continued to hammer away with a seemingly endless supply of ammunition, courtesy of the nanomachine cache within. Machina grappled with boarders on the decks, overwhelmed individually in some cases but otherwise falling back in good order to protect the more valuable portions of the fortress. Automatic defense systems activated as well, turrets springing to life to provide accompanying fire, adding an extra dimension of fire that the Angels might not expect.

Not too long after though alarms sprang up, damage reports and sensors going off to indicate that things were less than optimal. Frowning, Endian scrolled through said reports then activated exterior camera feeds, finding the Elicitor in a field of what appeared to be acidic flowers of some kind. It might take a while, but eventually they would eat through the legs for the mobile fortress, rendering it immobile.

Fortunately the Angels were already contributing to remove it, presumably seeing the threat to their prize. Well, if they were doing so then she would too. "Retarget for area bombardment," she commanded. On the Elicitor large guns shifted and rose, focusing on the area that had been marked out. After a few moment they fired, with a loud roar in the air as the shelling began, mortars launching shells to add to the bigger guns. Explosives shells slammed into the landscape, added to by white phosphorous rounds, hammering the rose field in an attempt to break it down. And if some Angels were hurt in the process, then too bad.

Shortly thereafter, alerts popped up. "We have intruders on the lower levels. security is responding," she noted. Bulkheads would begin to slam down, to affect infiltrated areas as automated defenses activated. Machina moved through the halls, rerouted to cope with the incursion before it could spread too far. The Machine were not done by a long shot.

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Tartys

Above the battlefield, Tartys grimaced as she dodged exploding shells and lasers in the air, noting the arrival of the demon horde below that heralded their attempt to seize the artifact as well. Fortunately some of the angels diverted to deal with them, making sure that they wouldn't be denied their prize once they had won the fight

Diving lower herself, she brought her spear to bear and focused, energy gathering at the tip before it lashed out, smashing into one of the emplacements shooting at her comrades. Their armour was tough, but she did her fair share of damage in the process. Every bit helped, especially in a battle such as this.

"Let's go," she said to no one in particular. "The sooner we get it, the less chance there is of the demons doing so." Twirling her spear, she held it aloft to fire downwards once again. They would not lose out to a bunch of demons!

The War of the Three

And here's my angel. Yay.

Tartys

Name: Tartys

Title: Angel of the Second Hour of Night

Age: 567 years old

Gender: Female

Allegiance: Angels of Heaven

Race: Angel

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 256 lbs.

Personality: Tartys is a calm individual, not particularly beholden to her passions. Has a tendency to keep her emotions locked away, but will open up to people that she knows. Doesn't really enjoy fighting, but will devote her full attention and effort to it when she does. Otherwise, enjoys reading, flying, and generally acts as one might expect of your average angel.

History: There isn't that much of Tartys' history that she would be willing to tell, that she would find interesting persay. She has served as an angel for some time, though she is hardly the most ancient of their brethren. In her initial life she served in church and holy functions, but when they deemed her as ready she was allowed to enter the battlefield, to fight in the wars that consume the Nexus on an almost daily basis.

Since then she has served in whatever capacity she sees as needed, lending a hand in more peaceful affairs while also engaging on the field of battle. If even the little efforts can make a difference, she will do her part for Heaven.

Powers: Summoning - Like many of her angelic brethren. Tartys has the ability to summon the lesser beasts of Heaven to aid her in a fight. The tip of her spear is used to create a magic circle, opening a gateway and allowing whatever she calls to come through. The ore prep time she has, the bigger the resulting beast she summons is.

Holy Power - Due to her nature as a angel, Tartys has the ability to call on holy power. This allows her to undertake exorcisms of fixed places, to cleanse demons from lesser beings, to convey her blessing, etc. It also gives her great combat potential, allowing her to make barriers, to bless her weapons for status effects on demons, and to do things like fire lasers of concentrated light and the like.

Flight - Like most of the angelic host, Tartys can fly. Not particularly fast, but she can fly.

Weapons: Triteleia - A holy spear wielded by Tartys, it is blessed with divine power and serves as a conduit for her magic.

Equipment: N/A

Other: N/A

The Truth Behind the Project

I posted last, so I generally think I have an excuse :P

The War of the Three

On the bridge of the Elicitor, Endian surveyed the surrounding valley as she took in multiple data feeds from different sources, to paint a better picture of what was around them. She knew the cargo they were transporting was important, and that meant that sooner or later the Demons and Angels would show up to try and take it. She would not rest easy until they had made it to their destination with the cargo in one piece.

'All units be on high alert,' she noted aloud through audio and electronic communications networks. 'This is the last chance an enemy will have to take our cargo. Do not give them that opportunity'

At the moment she was ready to fight, not clad in hard armor but with her levitation unit equipped and projectors online. This sort of battle would be simple really. They merely had to defend until the Elicitor arrived. The Angels and Demons were the ones who had to attack, and there was the added benefit of the fact that the two would probably fight each other as much as the Machina, to ensure their foes dd not get what was being transported instead of them.

Then the assault began, suddenly and with a fury. The sky filled with signatures, incoming angels that decided to strike first. "All units, open fire!" The battle had begun in earnest, and now it was just a matter of time.

The fortress practically erupted in smoke and belching fire, quad cannons launching time fused shells into the sky that would explode in the air, casting shards of iron all about to rip and tear at any angels nearby. Machina opened fire from the decks as missiles popped into the sky and tracked approaching targets, shooting everything they could aim at. Other Machina prepared melee weapons to engage on the decks, to drive back the attackers and protect the fortress.

Let the fire rage, for the enemies of man would find that this fortress had it's name for a good reason. They would not fall so easily.

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Vivian Everett

Name: Vivian Everett, 'Justice Verdant'
Appearance:

Picture

Magical Girl Costume:

Something like this

Powers: Gravity, chains, everything that represents Vivian's feelings of being held down and stuck in her life and expectations is something that she now brings to bear against her enemies.

Dark Pulse - Vivian launches a ball of intense gravity at a target, which captures and crushes whatever ends up inside of it under an immense gravitic pressure. Theoretically anyway, since some things can be tough enough to survive if they live long enough for it to dissipate.

Light as a Feather - Vivian is able to use her magic on herself to lessen the effect of gravity upon her, which while not giving her the ability to fly does allow her to leap great distances in a single bound.

Lockdown - This ability allows Vivian to manifest several sets of magical chains which can be used to hold a target in place or even serve as a makeshift barrier. She can only manifest a few strands before it takes serious effort to create more, limiting her ability.

Meteor Strike - Her signature move, Vivian alters the weight of her hammer, launching sky high before dropping it on them like a missile while altering the size to make the impact nigh inescapable if you aren't good at dodging. A big boom results.

Source: Vivian was given a 'trigger', which when said aloud or thought with serious enough intent, activates her powers

History with Justice Heart: Vivian was an eldest child, faced with the burdens and expectations that such a position meant. She did her best to live up to them, but soon began to buckle and crack under the pressure. She fell in with the wrong people, made some bad decisions, and was heading to a real problem when she was swept up in a magical trap set by the Dollmaster. Under Torture, magical influence, and mental manipulation she was changed and eventually recruited to become a loyal servant of the Dollmaster in her fight against Justice Heart.

Her first introduction to them was a trap she set, one she nearly succeeded in closing before they managed to retreat. She would clash with the team several times afterwards before the Dollmaster got tired of her failures and discarded her, in one last suicidal fight. Before she could be killed though she managed to find redemption through the power of friendship, joining Justice Heart as she tried to get revenge on the Dollmaster. Together they were able to defeat them, and save the city once and for all.

History after Justice Heart: With the crisis over, Vivian did her best to try and turn a new leaf. She went straight, made amends with her family, and generally tried to follow the example set by the others. It worked...for a time. Then the pressure turned back on and the support of her friends failed to materialize for one reason or another. She found herself crumbling again, and soon dropped out of college to pursue her own interests on her own. This also didn't really work out as her finances dwindled, until eventually she reconnected with the friends that she had made before her run in with the Dollmaster and the magical girl lifestyle.

So now she lives on her own in a small apartment, working at a convenience store when not running with her friends and doing more interesting things like riding motorbikes and loafing about. She's had some flings but hasn't found anyone to settle down with yet, and honestly isn't looking. She just wants the freedom to do whatever she wants, no matter how grimy and base it might be.

Most worrying, for the past several years Vivian has been having random blackouts, and she doesn't know what happens during them besides her waking up in random places that she wouldn't expect. She's seen a doctor about it but there's no explanation as of yet. But it couldn't be a problem, right?

Relationships:

As seen in Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

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Annette Delauney

Name: Annette Delauney
Age: 15
Appearance: Maybe this one will work
Personality: Cool, calm, and collected, Annette is not one to let her emotions control her. That isn't to say that she is cold, but she is not overly emotional, rather sticking to a pleasant medium. This has translated into her not having close friends, but rather acquaintances. She puts her utmost effort into all she does, never allowing the image of elegant grace slip so long as she is in public, at least if it is not proper in the situation. Doesn't approve of violence, but accepts that it is necessary in some cases
Level: 4
Power: Timeline Derivation -

This power grants Annette the ability to, for all intents and purposes, predict the future. This power, however, only works subconsciously, manifesting itself more as a sense of 'deja vu' or a 'gut feeling', or just incredibly fortune luck or timing, and actively trying to predict something takes a tremendous amount of effort and concentration.

This is because she can only predict events that have resolved themselves and have become deterministic. (In essence, once something 'is going to happen', as opposed to 'might theoretically happen', then she can predict it) Sadly, that restriction generally means that her power only really works on events minutes in advance, if not seconds. It is also harder to predict events she will not be directly involved in, if not downright impossible.

History: Born and raised in France, Annette can trace her lineage back to the French aristocracy. She was the heiress, expected to inherit her father's business, and to take up his economic and political connections. A hard duty, as one might expect, but it had a significant impact on who she would be in life.

That was a primary reason why she was sent to Academy City. As a center of science and technology, it was a good place to build up a positive reputation, make ties with others, and get a good education in the modern world as well. So off she went. Once there, she went into school, where she managed to distinguish herself academically as well as in terms of Esper powers.

She ended up joining Judgment, where she has distinguished herself as a hard worker. At the same time, she has had some difficulty balancing Judgment duties, her school life, as well as the social life she has built up, with parties and other such gatherings. But thus far nothing has come of it.

Featured in A Certain Academic City

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Etsuko Komatsu

Etsuko Komatsu
Ag: 15 | Height: 5'5" | Blood Type: B

Physical Description:

Etsuko has long black hair which she wears in a single ponytail down the back. She tends towards the fairer side of skin, but still has a healthy tan which may be hidden depending on the lighting at the time. She isn't overly muscular, but has a build satisfactory for what she will need to do in the military, at least by her reckoning. She tends to wear her school uniform, but when not doing so she tends to wear light colored skirts and long sleeved shirts.

Biography/background:

Etsuko was born and raised in the nation of Japan, a lifesaver given that it is one of the remaining areas of Zone 2 to be left standing against the monster assault. The eldest of two siblings, Etsuko was always taken by the tales of how the world used to be before the Coalition, and before the war. She had a fairly lonely childhood, with her father serving in the military and her mother working in a factory, yet she didn't hold it against them, and at the same time she and her sister grew very close.

In school she did fairly well, not standing out yet still relatively high up as far as things were. She was looking forward to a good future, wherever the bureaucracy ended up putting her. And that was what she was looking forward to as she grew up.

Then one day that changed. Her father was a part of the combat operations in Korea during the evacuations there, the last stand by Coalition forces in Zone 2 to keep that territory from falling. While their objective was successful, his position was overrun, leaving him Missing, Presumed Lost. The news shattered her, and she isolated herself for weeks, not talking to people, simply trying to cope with what had happened.

Yet slowly she built herself back up, born of a newfound determination and resolve to be strong for her sister, who was worse off than her. But beyond that, there was also the desire to fight just as her father had fought, and to beat these Moonmen. So she turned herself to that goal, attempting to do everything in her power to ensure that she got in the military when the time came. It was during that time that her Limiter abilities ere discovered as part of routine testing, and she was pulled into an area where her skills could be better used.

Personality:

Etsuko likes to think that she is a fairly down to earth person, a realist with a sprinkling of optimism. She firmly believes that Humanity will overcome the monsters they fight, and that the Coalition will help them do that. She is firmly loyal to those that she respects, though she can be dismissive of those she doesn't. Has a deep seated respect for people in positions of authority, and will tend to go along with what they say. Can have something of a temper, but overall she is everything that a superior could want. Also fiercely protective of her younger sister.

Type:

Speed

Special Ability:

Flash Clones - Etsuko has the ability to create independently acting clones of herself, which are identical to her physical state at the time of their creation, and mimic her moves and actions. While she can create more than one, the more clones she creates the shorter they last, and the less punishment they can take before vanishing. They can do some damage, but are better used as distractions, due to not having the force or energy of the original. Naturally there are side effects, but she sees this ability as worth it regardless.

Skillset:

Etsuko is good at dealing with siblings and psychological issues. She's also had standard schooling, and likes to think that she is decently good at general housework and maintenance of simple machines and engines. She tends a bit towards jack of all trades, and doesn't really like to show off about all that she can do.

Equipment:

In terms of equipment, Etsuko has her Coalition issued gear, as well as a small medallion that her father gave her during his last vacation before he went missing. She believes that it gives her good luck. Other than that, most of her stuff is back at home, as a reminder of what she will be returning to.

Featured in Tokoshie no Ansoku

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Isotta Nascimbeni

Name: Isotta Nascimbeni

Title: Blade of the Dawn

Gender: Female

Age: 34

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 146 lb.

Appearance:

Appearance

Personality: Isotta is a very aloof person, devoting herself fully to the church and the work that she does for it. This does not preclude her having friends, but they are of a secondary importance to her. Respects those who are not of the faith, though she tends to have some visible disdain for those who are not of the Church.

Short Bio: Born to an average family in Milan Italy, Isotta was raised as the eldest daughter of an upper class family, her father a businessman and her mother working as well. It fell to her to watch over her two siblings, which she did happily and as best she could while also distinguishing herself in school and making many friends. It was a peace that was not to last.

Her encounter with the Crimson Sky came during a family trip to Prague, the hub back in the Old World. She got lost and was separated from her family one night, during the course of which she was eventually dragged into the realm of the Crimson Sky. She managed to return but was....changed. Her personality had shifted somewhat, and her memories of what had actually happened were fuzzy.

The time after that, she entered into a funk, a lingering depression that seemed to go on as her entire worldview was shaken by what she had seen and experienced in the Crimson Sky. Therapists, psychologists, her parents did what they could to try and shake her out of it, so she would return to the daughter that she knew, but it was all for naught. In spite of their efforts, nothing seemed to work. This only changed when they were contacted by the Church, a Cardinal approaching them as a result of hearing of what had happened to Isotta, which many dismissed as crazy delusions. But he believed her. Let with no real choice, her parents agreed, and Isotta was taken into the custody of the Church.

In the custody of the Church she was taken to Rome. There she was trained, part of a special group that dealt particularly with the Crimson Sky, and the Youkai that entered the world which the Church had to deal with for the protection of the people. Her lethargy broke under the training and tutelage that was given to her, as she devoted herself to the job that she had been assigned. She rapidly advanced, becoming skilled at bringing to bear the holy power of the Lord as well as killing or otherwise dealing with the Youkai that threatened the world.

Eventually she graduated, a moment highlighted as she returned to Prague to hunt a Youkai terrorizing the citizens there. Afterwards she went on to full duty, hunting down demons and protecting the people of the world from the shadows. This eventually resulted in her being transferred to Japan, her experience with the Crimson Sky serving as a useful tool by which the Church could exert its influence over the supernatural. That is why she is here now, a liaison between the Church and the Hunters Association, to stop powerful Youkai, to protect civilians, and to deal with rogue Chaers should tat issue come up.

Powers:
Sword Generation: A peculiar trait of hers, Isotta has the ability to create blessed swords from pages of the Bible

Blessings: Through the power given to her by the Church, Isotta has the ability to call down the Grace of God. This can be used for healing herself and others, to enhance her physical abilities, to buff magical resistance, and to create physical attacks which can be used against enemies.

Exorcism: with the proper equipment and enough time, Isotta can create a bounded field around an area which is actively hostile to the existence of demons and unholy Youkai, weakening them and making them much more difficult to deal with so long as they remain inside it

Weapons: Isotta tends to use the swords that she creates as her weapons. They are short swords, light, yet tough due to their blessing. They can be thrown or simply used as a melee weapon ,and she is very skilled in their usage.

Equipment:
-Several vials of Holy Water
-An ivory rosary from the Papacy in Rome
-A vial of dirt from the Temple Mount in Jerusalem
-A Pocket Bible

Other: Anything not covered above.

Featured in Chasers - Boundary of the Crimson Sky [Remake]

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Mitsuki Kitagawa

Name: Mitsuki Kitagawa

Age: 14

Affiliation: The Order

Appearance:

Normal

Transformed

Wish: A wish for change, at a cost she did not expect.

Soul Gem Color: Steel Blue

Powers: Mitsuki has the limited ability to alter her appear, this being more in line with illusion magic rather than flat out shapeshifting. She also has access to the standard magical girl bag of tricks.

Weapon: Mitsuki uses plain old daggers, nothing interesting to them beyond the ability to spawn them as she wants whenever she wants.

Personality: Mitsuki is something of a mess of contradictions. She is on the side of the Order, and rejects the notion that there is ultimately any hope for magical girls. She can be sadistic and violent if need be, yet tends to err on the side of manipulative and and cunning. She has the sort of attitude that naturally ingratiates herself to people on the surface, but the below is much darker.

Because of that facade she holds, she cooperates quite well with girls in the Hero Brigade, should she have a reason to do so. But most of those partnerships tend to end badly, because of mistrust and betrayal. Of course most of the time it's because of her, but she doesn't focus on that stuff. She just faces events with a smile, a kind word, and holds a dagger behind her back, always ready to look out for her own interest.

Bio: There isn't much actually known about Mitsuki, at least as far as anyone who knows about the various magical girls of the city are concerned. She merely showed up one day, and in short order she had integrated into the Order. Since then she has become a common sight for those who deal in the shadows and the Primordials.

Yet in spite of her alignment, she has shown little hesitation in collaborating with the Hero Brigade as necessary. Does she have some sort of ulterior motive? Only she knows.

Theme:

Theme

Other: There is nothing sketchy going on here. Honest.

Featured in Truth Behind the Project

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Lenier

Lenier, the Capricious Sun

Quote: "Don't get too close, I might burn you on accident."
Name and Epitaph: Lenier, 'The Capricious Sun'

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Lenier has heard tales of a city far away, built of crystal towers and rising up above the clouds themselves. He seeks to go to this city on day, and to hopefully find the answers there for all the questions that he has. But undoubtedly there ar many Tyrants between here and there, if it even exists at all

Once upon a time there was an accident. No one was to blame it, was merely the result of natures time and the destructive forces that existed upon the surface. Part of the tunnels that humanity had used as its hiding spot collapsed, trapping some in an isolated section of the tunnels. They would have been alright, had the miasma of the Tyrants not been allowed to spread through this new opening. They forestalled their doom by drawing back as far as they could, but one by one those who had been trapped began to die, even as efforts continued to rescue them.

It was at the dawn of the third day when all seemed lost. Food was running short, even if the miasma did not kill them first. Then the miracle happened. Fire erupted, burning away the darkness and allowing what looked like a young man to step through. He eyed those grateful souls as they rushed over, before turning and gesturing to them. "Come on, I'm not coming back so don't fall behind."

Those who had made it that far were all brought back, unharmed. The one who rescued them vanished before he could be thanked or rewarded. He didn't need it, or so they said. There would only be gratitude, and thankfulness for that salvation which might never come again. A small light in the darkness, but a light nonetheless

Nirema

The False Flame

So calm, so carefree, so whimisical.

Nothing matters except entertainment. In the eyes of Nirema, as long as there's excitement, she approves, a demonness drenched in the hedonism that the Age of Indulgence was so obsessed with. Empty on the inside, with only a head to receive visual stimuli, she floats about on an unravelled body, apathetic when there isn't a single thing that's interesting. What Nirema desires is the story of a dark hero, one who could keep her guessing when it came to their irrational decisions, one that could always sink lower, crossing taboos that would make others faint.

But Lenier isn't that dark hero. So she would make him one, always offering a third choice, seducing him with how easy it would be to just...let all his fake responsibilities go.

What she offers her charge is that second option, a flame born not of the Crown, not of divinity, but instead, is one formed of the curses that spill out from the Corruption. A blue flame with a black core arises at Lenier's will, one that has the same properities as the black miasma of the Tyrants. All life wilts at its touch, dozens of maladies befalling those exposed as their flesh bubbles and their nerves scream. And yet, though life wilts, it does not end. For Nirema desires entertainment, and she looks forward to the day that Lenier does not end a foe's life as the False Flame torments them for an eternity.

As seen in inSINerate - Our Unending War