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The War of the Three

Chen Praetorium

Time passed. It continued to pass, each second the same as the last. He stood to the side of the throne, about 5 feet away from Deva. Far away enough to not annoy her with his presence, yet close enough to spring to action should danger arise. But no danger arose. Every second was the same as the last, Deva sat in her throne and Chen stood to the side. Sometimes things were different, today Ruxen was with Deva. Deva... enjoyed her presence. Chen would never admit it to himself, but so did he. Ruxen was the only one who ever really did anything in the throne room, Deva just sat down and Chen just stood around.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway, Chen's eyes snapping into focus as their owner came into view. A pink dog girl of some sort. Perhaps Deva had summoned her. Deva enjoyed animal girls. His mind began to wander for a brief moment as he wondered how Lady Si was doing, but he quickly focused on the wolf girl who was getting closer and closer. He observed her carefully, her eyes were closed and she appeared to be very focused on something. A scent perhaps, her nose is twitching quite a bit. The problem is that she isn't stopping and is about to cross the 15 feet mark. This was the mark that Chen mentally made for all visitors, you must stay 15 feet away from Deva at all times. Any closer and you have become a nuisance to the Imperator.

The wolf girl took her first step into the 15 feet radius, the only reason Chen did not kill her on the spot is the fact that she was obviously harmless. He stepped into motion, appearing between Pink and Ruxen in the blink of an eye. "State your business." He calmly said as Pink walked right into him, not budging an inch as her nose booped into him in a manner many would consider cute. His hands were at his sides, the left one calmly rested on the handle of his rapier.

The War of the Three

God's Royal Guard

Chen Praesidium

God's Royal Guard

"Defiance Leads Only To Death."

Age: ???
Gender: Male
Allegiance: Deva
Race: Heavenly Guardian
Height: 5'2
Weight: 160 Pounds
Personality: A cold machine, loyal only to Deva. Once upon a time he had a heart, but now all that is left is his loyalty.
History: Once upon a time, in a shattered world, there was a man named Chen. He fought against a tyrannical kingdom, traveling the lands in search of magical artifacts which held the powers of legendary heroes. He found one such Relic, which granted him immense power of plant life and allowed him to fill his mana and mend his flesh from all but the most fatal of wounds. But in the end he was only one man. Due to people and events far out of his control, he was forced to serve under a cruel Imperator. With the power of the Relics and a mad Jester's help, the shattered world was obliterated. The Imperator ascended to Heaven, taking Chen and a few select people she favored with her. Countless eons have passed, with the man named Chen serving his Imperator loyally, time stripping away his personality until he has become but a mere shell of the hero he once was. All that remains is the Holy Guard, Chen Praesidium.
Powers:
Relic of Green: A Relic holding the power of a Master, a being even greater than a Vassal. The Relic of Green grants Chen advanced regenerative abilities, whether it be speeding up the growth of plants, healing his wounds and the wounds of others, granting him a near endless supply of mana, he is limited only by his creativity. And he has had eons to think about the best way to defend God. This Relic takes the appearance of a green gem that has been engraved into his left hand, a part of his holy flesh that is inseparable from him.
Winter's Touch: A tome from his past, rarely used in favor of the power of the Relic of Green. It grants him control over and generation of ice. A white snowflake pin engraved into his right hand, inseparable from him.
Weapons:
Lux Lator: A simple rapier that comes with the Relic of Green, normally the Relic turns into the rapier but due to the integration of the Relic into Chen's body the rapier is now a weapon that he can manifest at will.
Equipment: N/A
Theme:

The War of the Three

Henry Avaritia

@KoL

Henry woke up screaming in agony as he clutched at his chest, feeling for the cross he had impaled himself with. He sweated profusely as he clawed at where it should be, calming down as he realised he was fine. Sort of. "Shit." Henry got out of bed and opened his window, breathing in the cool air of Hyperion. "At least I got her." He smirked at that, no way in hell Victoire survived something that he couldn't. After replacing his torn up clothes, he hopped out the window, taking flight towards Eos's throne room. He touched down about a mile away, no need to get shot down by Hyperion air defenses, and walked the rest of the way, sneering at any civilians who glared at him. One person even started to make a move towards him, but that quickly stopped when Henry's Eyes glowed a bright Silver.

When he arrived the doors opened automatically, which was kinda awkward as he was about to kick down the doors like always did in Hell. A guard stared at Henry with his leg poised to kick, coughed awkwardly and looked away. He slowly lowered his leg and continued his walk to the Throne Room. Suddenly Henry stopped at glared at the guard, drawing his sword and barely holding himself back from killing the poor man. "You saw nothing. After that statement Henry turned on his heel and walked into the throne room, observing Eos doing Eos stuff.

"Hey there leader, just respawned from the graveyard and felt I should report in." He paused and hesitated to tell Eos what was happening. Don't shoot the messenger wasn't something anyone in Hell had believed in after all. "It's uhh... not great." Henry left it at that and waited for Eos's reaction.

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Utada Mitsuda

@The 42nd Gecko

Utada grunted as Atarah binded her in place, feeling her blow land but not do very much damage. This was someone she couldn't beat, a Harpy with the exact skills to counter her. She saw a lance coming at her from the front and could see Atarah's blow for the back in slow motion, there was no way out of this for her. She was gonna lose this battle, but that didn't mean that she had to let the harpy win. Utada pulled Atarah in as close as possible, locking both arms around her in a death grip. "Let it never be said that I don't get personal with my adoring fans!" Utada said in the cutest voice possible as Atarah struck her hard in the back.

Atarah would feel Utada begin to heat up as she purposefully overclocked her internal core, her skin beginning to glow as sparks began to fly off of her. "Alright now, time for the finale!" She had a cute smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with murder as she reached critical temperature. And then she exploded. There was no way Atarah would be able to battle after this, whether it be death or crippling injury.

The War of the Three

Henry Avaritia

@KoL@Grombus

"You'll never get it, do you, Avaritia —not, Henry— I'm not looking down on you..." The flames continued to pour out of the gates towards Maen and Victoire, even as her orbs of blood shot towards him and zigzagged through the air. Henry could barely even hear Victoire through his mad rage, deflecting the blood javelin that came at him from the front with the Cheater's Blade, shutting off the flames and catching the left javelin with a Gate, but taking the right javelin straight through his ribs. "Gah!" He coughed up blood as the javelin pierced through his lung and Victoire teleported behind him, grabbing him from behind with a surprising strength. "I never did so, but you're in my way. At least this won't hurt at all. Die, Avaritia..." She bit straight through his shield and pierced his neck, a strange feeling immediately coming over Henry.

The pain from his lung vanished, replaced by this really weird feeling... that felt good. "Whaaaat... the... fuck..." Henry began breathing heavily as his voice came out in a moan. Normally he only felt like this when he was torturing an Angel, not when he was on the verge of death. "I swear to god... I'll fucking... shit." His eyes began to dilate, a small smile forming on Henry's face, this one not filled with his usual psychotic rage. Suddenly his burnt hand clenched tightly, his sharp nails digging into the burnt flesh drawing blood, and his eyes snapped back into focus as pain shot through his pleasure filled mind. "I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!" A Gate of Tartarus opened directly behind Victoire and Henry, a 6 foot cross with a sharpened spike at the end shot through both of them, impaling them in one go.

The pain and pleasure synchronised in strange harmony as Henry slumped over with a massive holy cross through his chest, a perverse smile on his face as his flesh sizzled. "Hah... hah... I wanna do that... again..." He panted as the light faded from his eyes, breathing his last breath which sounded suspiciously like a moan.

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Utada Mitsuda

@Banana@The 42nd Gecko@Lmpkio

As Utada reloaded she heard a crack. Her brain went into overdrive as she pinpointed the exact location of the noise, the ground in front of her. "Shit." Utada dived to left as Atarah's lance pierced through her former location, she dropped her assault rifle and drew Vinyl Scratcher, swinging behind her just as Atarah emerged from the ground. A simple and underhanded tactic, exactly what she expected from a Demon.

War Notes

Performer

"And now for the greatest show on Earth! Me."

Name: Chen Chideta AKA The Showstopper
Age:16
Bio/Summary: A showoff of the highest caliber, always looking to show off and flaunt his abilities to anyone who will watch. A very narcissistic child, but he has talent almost as large as his ego so watch out. Hard to piss him off, but when he does get pissed then watch out. A sidenote, he's stands at about 5'1 but insists that he's 5'7, bringing up his height is usually a good way to annoy him.
Vessel: A blue rose kept in his pocket, but upon throwing it in the air it turns into either a beautiful rose covered whip or a revolver seemingly made of glass.
Abilities: Chen controls ice, but his ice is typically shaped like plants such as roses, vines, things he finds beautiful. When firing his revolver or using his whip whatever he fires at/strikes will sprout icy flowers. Those flowers can then grow vines as he sees fit to grab or strike at enemies. If he has to he can touch whatever he wants to use his abilities, but it's not nearly as strong as when he uses his Vessel.
Named Powers:
Cold As Ice: Chen's control over Ice has increased exponentially within the past month, he can now use weapons as conduits for his ability to freeze things as long as he's touching whatever he uses as a conduit.
Tools of the Trade: Chen can now create various objects from ice, with complex objects requiring longer periods of concentration to be created. A dagger might take him a few seconds, a revolver may take 10 seconds, while a machine gun might take 30 seconds. These objects do not melt as long as Chen is holding onto them, but once they are no longer in contact with him they can and will melt.
Equipment: Chen carries a wide variety of magician's tricks and gags, such as cards, handkerchiefs tied together, he pulls stuff out of his top hat, things along those lines. But most of them have dual purposes, the card's edges are razor sharp, the handkerchiefs can be used as a rope, his top hat has a knife in it as well as a bouquet of flowers.
Theme:

Yuki

Name: Yuki
Gender: Female
Element: Air and Water
Rank: B
Height: 2 meters
Wingspan: 3 meters
Weight: 63 kilograms

Personality: Yuki is rather narcissistic, constantly preening herself and showing off her beauty to anyone who will look. However beneath this beauty hides a razor sharp edge, she is a combatant willing to kill anything that threatens her or her master. She battles with nothing less than the intent to kill, unless Chen orders her to hold back Yuki will try and kill whoever she battles.

Luckily she doesn't like battling for the most part, instead preferring to spend her time being preened by Chen or whoever. She chose Chen because she felt they were much the same in many respects, that and she figured he would be very attentive to her needs.

Her battle style is one of superior mobility and controlling the flow of battle, preferring to pepper her opponent with icicles rather than use raw power to overwhelm.

Powers:
Breath of the Arctic: A beam of ice erupts from her body, freezing anything it touches. The freeze becomes gradually worse as time passes, with a few seconds of contact resulting in a minor layer of ice while a full minute could conpletelt encase something in a block of ice.

Feathery Frost: Yuki's feathers are razor sharp, with a flap of her wings she sends forth multiple blades of ice to slice and dice the opponent. These blades do not melt but they do disappear when Yuki wills it.

Deathly Cold: Yuki can suck the heat out of anything she touches, with enough time this kills all living creatures. This requires constant contact however, rendering it ineffective in battle unless she has support.

Dance of the Decorus: Sometimes the battlefield must be changed if it is to fully encapsulate Yuki's beauty, thus the Dance of the Deocrus begins. A 15 meter radius of raging snow with Yuki at the center forms, the ground freezes over and becomes slippery to everyone inside. The blizzard slowly saps away the strength of anyone Yuki deems unworthy, slowing them down and killing them if they're weak enough. This requires a 15 second charge up with Yuki on the ground but the effect lasts for 3 whole minutes before the Dance finally ends.

War Notes

<Snipped quote by floodtalon>

Well, I think that the slots for being captured are already full. I have another idea for you but it'll have to wait until this fight is done. It shouldn't take long. If people don't deal with this monster up to the next weekend, we will have to end it and move forward.

I know that everyone is busy ,but this scene kinda has lost a lot of momentum.

@KoL

I'm a patient guy.

@floodtalon

You can also put your CS in the Character Tab.

@TheWindel

Okie dokie.

War Notes

Alright cool, is there any particular way you guys want me to hop in? What's happening as of right now?

War Notes

@Lonewolf685

Is my CS good for you?

The War of the Three

Henry Avaritia

@KoL@Grombus

Another Demon appeared besides Victoire, this one controlling thousands of shards of glass along with what appeared to be liquid Darkness. A strong one at first glance, but not a very smart one if he thought Henry was a Human. "I'm afraid I don't sing. But the melody of my blade cutting through flesh is quite beautiful."

"How do you suppose I should do that now, Avaritia? If there's one being in the whole Nexus that the Machina would never trust this one is me. Actually, I'm surprised they let you in the first place, or that lowlife, indecisive parasite who doesn't know what expertise means —Marrow Edge, is how I think they call him, right?" Henry nodded and chuckled.

"It was a joke Victoire. You'll get it one of these days I'm sure." Victoire backed away hissing once he released the holy flames of Zak, quite panicked it would appear. "Are you insane, Avaritia? If that fire starts burning this place, you are as dead as I am. Where did you even get that?" Henry's grin widened and he laughed once more.

"Are you trying to scare me with the prospect of Death? You should know that was stupid, I'll just respawn in Hyperion if I die, just like you'll respawn in Hell! As for where I got them, you must have missed the massive battle about ten minutes ago. I killed the shit out of this Angel specialising in fire." At this point Henry was merely stalling for time, hoping that his Eyes would heal and that the potion he drank could heal up his hand.

"I know that you are hurt and likely cannot use your Eyes anymore. Otherwise, you would have done so already. If you leave this battlefield, I swear I'll not allow any harm to come to you. Consider it a farewell token, for our former allegiance. If you do not, I guess I'll finally find how does that blood of yours taste." She summoned several orbs of blood and prepared for battle. "Such a shame I can never give you that reward from Arcadia. You really do look tasty in more ways than one... Alas, such is the way of the Nexus. Make your choice, Avaritia, do you take my kindness, or fight and die for your beloved new High Queen's glory?" Henry's eyes widened as he began laughing once more, his head dropping as he doubled over from how hard his laughter shook him. Suddenly his head snapped up, a manic look in his eyes as he used his burnt hand to brush his hair out of his face.

"You think I fight for the glory of another!? If that was the case I would've never left Hell! I fight because I love to fight and I left because I hate being treated like some shit stain on the ground!" A pressure began to roll off of Henry, just like in the Oblivion Dungeon an aura of terror formed around him as he prepared for battle. He was a cornered animal with nothing to lose and everything to gain. "I WILL NOT BE LOOKED DOWN UPON, NOT EVEN BY YOU BORDEAUX!" A Gate of Tartarus formed above him and let loose with an uncontrolled wave of holy flames, lighting the trees around them on fire as they rolled towards Victoire and Maen.

One Piece: New Horizons!

Slick- Cooking with Slick

Shrimp Brigade Red easily avoided Bonesword's sneak attack, instead using it to spring into the air and land in another dramatic pose. Slick leapt forwards toward Shrimp Brigade Red, landing about 5 feet away in yet another bizarre pose pointing towards Red with a serious look. "The only villain I see here is you. But enough talk! Have at thee!" Slick rushed forwards just as Red jumped at Bonesword, sliding across the deck towards Red's position. A tentacle of oil formed out of Slick's arm, he swung it full force at Red in an attempt to knock him aside.