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Yeah, I'm enjoying it but I'm only on Chapter 20 XD Kathi be a damn fast reader, yo! XD

Posts for all mah scenes is uppp

Day off today whoo!


The Grande Diamond: Ground Floor - Casino/Main Hall

The fist connected with Bart’s face with unholy, tremendous force. Enough that it pushed him back, straight down into the ground, cracking it and then imbedding him in a deep and unruly crater, as the shockwave from the attack tore the casino’s ground to ruin, cracking it and dislodging it. The whole room reverberated from the attack, with the many casino tables and chairs being uplifted from their roots and thrown into disarray, spilling on their sides. A massive blanket of smoke and dust buffeted the air, passing over Syed’s tense, determined face, and Moira’s own, rage filled expression.

Surely, that was enough.

But as the dust began to clear and settle, they were able to suddenly see that their attacker was gone, not lying still and motionless like he should have been. How the hell could he take so much punishment and keep moving? Crimson Justice’s attack should have been enough, and then all of their successive hits. Xandra’s sword slash too. It should have been the end of it. He wasn’t protected by the other woman’s invisible shields then either, Moira knew she felt flesh and bone under her fist. So what the flying fuck?!

“I am getting really, really fucking sick of being hit in the face.”

A dreadful voice appeared from above. The pair turned to look upwards, and see slowly descending from the ceiling of the large casino their adversary glaring down, his face caked in blood. And then, before they could realise anything, his body dropped again, hurtling at breakneck speed downwards, colliding straight on top of them. The explosive force of Bart’s landing caused another shockwave that sent more ripples and cracks to emerge throughout the room, for more casino tables and equipment to be sent flying, and to upset Amy and Xandra’s footing across the room as they dashed frantically to help rescue Trixie from Heather’s clutches. Even the band were jostled from their performance. Looking to each other, they realised that perhaps this was the time to call it quits, and they hurried to the nearest exit.

And in the clearing smoke where Bart had attacked the two Guilders…

He was resting on Moira, with one leg outstretched, his foot resting on Syed’s chest. No matter how much the pair struggled, neither one of them could move, for pressing down on their chests… was an unholy amount of force.

“You two fucks have been pissing me off a lot. First I’m going to deal with you, then that girl, then whatever the fuck that other thing was.” Bart sneered. “You feel that? Hurts, don’t it. I can manipulate my weight, you know. Make myself super light or super heavy… super dense. Like for example… my body at the moment is weighing 150kg. Shall we see how long your bodies last when I crank it up again and again? To 200kg… 500kg… 1000kg…”

“I think this is going to be fun.”

The pressure mounted and screams began to unfurl.




Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Tenth Floor: Grande Suite

"You are concerned for your friend," Iliana spoke softly. "That is understandable. However."

"I am no fool, I have never been the sort to believe in coincidence. You know something. So did Little Miss Superstar, her clamming up only made her look even more guilty. So tell me..."

Her arm shot out, grabbing a hold of Marcus under his chin, her fingers gripping his cheeks in a vice-like grip. Her hands were deceptively firm and a little rough, despite their perfect appearance.

"Why are they here? Is Mr Hunter involved? What do you all want?!"

Marcus’ head tilted back slightly, his eyes looking down at Iliana as she roughly gripped him. Boring her face into his, she demanded answers, with a look that emphasised no other alternative. A quick glance to Lord Dumont showed no interest in intervening from him, and Marcus could hardly say he was surprised. Dumont’s newest prize, that of Selan, and perhaps the women that man, Hunter, was bringing had slipped out of his fingers. His home was being assaulted. Yes, he needed answers, and he would get them. Even if it meant hurting and roughhousing a harmless young woman to get them.

But Marcus was not a harmless young woman in the slightest.

His left arm shot out, swatting Iliana’s arm away, filling her with surprise. His other arm swung out, gripping her throat, and pushing her away with sudden force, throwing her onto the sofa. Dumont’s eyes widened in disbelief and anger, whilst Marcus’ own narrowed with intensity.

The entire time within the Grande Diamond so far, Marcus had kept silent, in the hope of keeping his cover. Whilst also battling against the raging desire to attack and destroy like Don had done, in demanding answers from these wicked people as to where Estelle and Josette were. He could have reverted back to the man whom appeared in Vandrell when fighting the maniacal alchemist Oren, but kept it in check, for the benefit of his friends, and for Estelle and Josette’s own safety too. But now, now that he was alone… with Selan being kidnapped too…

There didn’t seem to be any need for false pretences.

“Stay down.” Marcus’ right hand flicked up, and suddenly Iliana found herself unable to move. Still gagging and wretching, her hold on her magic nullification had been made briefly weakened, a mistake that would now cost them. Even then, a low rank woman like Marcy, even with magical abilities, shouldn’t have been able to withstand her nullification, even despite her slight transgression. Unless-

She looked up with horror as Marcus walked towards Dumont, his hand rising, a burst of typhoon wind throwing the noble off his feet, to crash against the wall of security monitors. She couldn’t defend him.

Dumont groaned, flickering his eyes open, to see Marcus stride closer, and closer, and closer. His hands then shot out, gripping the noble’s throat.

“Tell me where the women you’ve kidnapped are.” Marcus demanded. “Now.”


Los Paraisos : The Grande Diamond: 9th floor:- Lobby

“You’re an illusionist, aren’t you?”

Kenneth made no reply to confirm or deny, but a smile etched itself up his features as he continued to look down at Aria. Twisting her head just so, she could see the way in which he looked down at her, and knew it was true enough. For all the type of opponents she could possibly face, this was the worst. An enemy who knew her specific abilities and skillset as well as he, and to be able to turn it back on her as well… what could she do?

Struggling only forced Kenneth to pull on her arms tighter, and to force his knee further down into her back, eliciting a sharp wince. Fighting like this wasn’t going to get anywhere, so instead Aria relaxed her body, and let loose the tension out. Hopefully this might prompt the conman to release pressure quite this tight. If not, well, it’d be saving her energy somewhat.

“As much as I want to go with the first option, I’m afraid I’m not very keen to- wait, Guilders?” Aria suddenly blinked in confusion as she noticed the name drop.

“Who said we were Guilders?”

The rugged blonde laughed.

“Who else could you all be, honey? The only types of people who’d try a stunt like this are either mercenaries, who’d do a far better job at being quiet and effective, not loud and brazen like this, or… well, Guilders.” Kenneth laughed again. “I can hazard a guess as to why y’all are in here. You Guilders focus on the black and white too much, always seeing things as good and evil, never looking at the big picture… which leads to stupid stunts like this. It’s a shame. Or maybe it’s because you’re all so young and naïve. Who knows?”

“Any rate…” Kenneth released his knee from Aria’s back, and used his right to push her right arm further up, before securing it under that knee again, freeing his hand up long enough to reach into his inner suit jacket pocket and pull out a pair of handcuffs. “I think it’s about time you moseyed on outta here, hmm? Would be a shame for a lady as lovely as you to be getting hurt, so, consider this a favour from your good pal Kenny.”

As the cuffs loomed over her, slowly reaching down to tie Aria’s hands together, she could only look frantically around her for something, anything she could use to distract him, to pull herself free. Her more traditional illusion spells wouldn’t work, he’d see through that in a heartbeat. But what about… what about…?

It was more good fortune then anything else.

“Get off.”

Kenneth felt a presence grip the back of his neck. He twirled, a golden switchknife flashing from his sleeve, blade gleaming in the overhead light and spinning around to stab his attacker, but his body was yanked from his perch, and thrown to skid backwards along the ground, slamming against the balcony’s railing with a grunt.

Aria looked up, gasping with relief as she could now move her body and arms, rubbing her wounded wrists. She looked up to her saviour, and saw…

She saw a disgruntled blonde man looking down at her with a frown a mile long.



“Get the hell up! What’s wrong with you?!” Thunderhawk, gripping Aria’s arm and yanking her up to her feet. “Tch… you alright though?”

Unbeknownst to the ranger however, whilst checking on Aria their opponent Kenneth, had by now completely vanished from sight. Where did he go?
Finished with Book 1 already?! I don't, I can't, I just, I... what?!

But... cute guys 8D
DID I?!?!

CAPTAIN AMERICA 2

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CAP 2!!!
Don post upppppp

Your post was perfect, Tae! 8D If you want to do any of the writing for Neil's battle against Don, I don't mind ^u^ Or you can focus on Lisette, whatever's preferable and easy for you. I have some plans for what I want to do with Neil vs Don, but they're pretty minor, so if you wanna join in the fistfighting fun then by all means please be my guest <3

Congrats on the speech exam too c: Even if it's still only tentative, all that hard definitely paid off. As if there was ever any doubt c;

Loving the posts everyone, so much. Lisette versus a bear is... well. I wonder how she'll survive against Mr. Cuddles XD

Good luck with work and school everyone!

And Fox and Kei with that hard summer vacation. Gosh, I don't envy you guys at all.

...

#cries



Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Sixth Floor: Restaurant

Amidst the settling dust and debris, Neil’s icy eyes shot open, his glare shooting down through the length of the restaurant and focused at the individual at the other end of the room who had just hit him. A man dressed in an impossibly bizarre and gaudy red and white costume with black jacket, his face obscured behind a strange helmet, smoke and flickering embers pouring off him. He crouched besides Selan, before standing up to protect her, thrusting his finger out towards him as though challenging him.

What the fuck was this? Who was this man?

“Nobody touches Selan!” He shouted. Neil’s hands searched the wall behind him, helping to heft him back up to standing again, his frozen gaze never leaving this ridiculous foe.

“Tell me where my sisters are!!”

Sisters? Was he supposed to know what that meant? No, he hadn’t kidnapped some little pink and yellow rangers to sell to some oafish noble. Did he mean some of the girls in the truck below were his sisters? How in the world would he be able to figure something like- no, no he doubted it and it didn’t really matter. It was some lunatic in a superhero outfit. The guy was probably high on something. There couldn’t be any other explanation for parading in an ensemble like that and assaulting Dumont’s mansion. Maybe his sisters had gone missing from an earlier job Neil pulled, but even then he doubted it and didn’t much care. All he knew was that this fool had the audacity to attack him, and try to defend her. Normally he wouldn’t be interested in fighting, but no way would he let that slide. And no way was he going to leave the Grande Diamond empty handed.

“You… are a dead man.” Neil bent down, dusting his jacket down. He took his gaze away from him for just a second, and then-

Neil had to bent his head down, low enough to avoid the punch that sailed overhead and struck the wall behind him. Cracks rippled out from the point of impact, and Neil dodged with a short sidestep to focus his attentions on Crimson Justice again. He really was a madman, asking for death.

The superhero pulled his hand out and kept up the assault. He was mad, burning mad. To think that this man might have been the one to kidnap Estelle and Josette. To have been doing the same to, and hurting Selan! His blood boiled and burned!

Fist after fist swung out in the air as a flurry, with Neil’s own fists rising in the air to counter and block each attack, his footsteps continuing to push him backwards again and again as Crimson Justice struck forth. Neil darted to the side again, in-between two of the restaurant tables, lifting it up with little effort and throwing it towards the superhero. The table shattered into several pieces as Crimson Justice’s body burst forth with another smoking kick, to land where Neil had once been, but was no longer there.

He heard his voice again from the far side of the room. His and Selan’s heads turned, to see him reaching down for another piece of food from a left behind plate.

“What the hell do you think you are?” Neil asked, snatching meat from bone and chewing, then swallowing. “Dressed like that… is this supposed to be some of game? You think you’re a hero?”

Crimson Justice turned his body to the side, raising his fists up. He wouldn’t let this man dare hurt Selan ever again!!

“I’m putting an end to you,” Behind the mask, the man’s eyes moved across the visor, to look towards Selan, praying she was alright. And then, the image of red and blue haired girls, his sisters, Estelle and Josette, appeared in his mind. The air felt heavier around him. “Now tell me where my sisters are!!”

Neil threw the bone to the floor, his other hand grabbing a glass of wine and downing it, equally throwing it to the floor with a smash.

“Fine. You want to die? Try it.”

NIKOPOL
Howdy all! Hope you're all doing great! c:

Beachs are... hmm. Well, I guess I like them from time to time but getting sand inbetween my toes annoys me to no end >:O I also generally can't deal with heat soooo yeah. Unless you're a freak who goes to the beach when it's cold. Bwahaha. Pebble beaches are also rubbish.

8D Kei, I played FFIX! Battle system was slow but what a fun game. I'd love for a new FF to have that kind of whimsy and style. Reminded me a lot of disney/pixar films. Really want that kind of style back ;A; I'll be playing FFX and X-2 for the first time after I finish Ys: Memories of Celceta c: I need to see what the new PS+ game for PS4 is too lololol Kei, if you haven't yet, you (and Fox) definitely need to play Persona 4 sometime 8D And Persona 5 will hopefully come out this year (or maybe more likely next ;cries;)

Cap 2 tonight! 8D
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