Raijinslayer

W&T: FT RP!

xD Revan acting like Shizuo now! Brad will just sit his ass to make the fight not one sided maybe~

@Masaki Haruna

Yeah, blame the demonization of innocents, he still has some connection to his demon soul, and thus he's becoming agitated as they have become active for the first time in a long time. Edit: Also, you should whip up an Alec response for Kio, as I think he'd take notice of his hound telling him of a traitor, even if that isn't a 100% the truth.

W&T: FT RP!

Brad continues to be an ass. Ignores everyone.

@Masaki Haruna

Good, Revan will ignore his ass and whoop some Phoenix butt, he's too hyped to be stopped right now.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Okay, I hit the link you sent me in the PM and am currently in sync. . . in. That was a terrible joke.

W&T: FT RP!

Oriel

"Eh? Training? Oh, yeah, right. That thing. Sure, I won't say no to free alcohol after a good sweat. So, what the hell are we up to now?" She said, turning to Ajax. Absent minded as she was, it wasn't until she saw his face that she actually recognized the guy and put it together with the name. "Ah, you are that asshole that came here from the council. You are, what, the janitor of the council or something?" She had a smug smirk on her face while she talked, until she heard Aiden call him 'Councilman'. If that much was true, then she was in deep shit now, not only because she called him an asshole, but also because she said he was a janitor. Most politicians were proudful about their positions and all, Oriel has already experienced the wrath of belittling someone like that. Being banned from several bars around the city is not a pretty thing. "Eh? Councilman? For real? Oh, shit. I'm sorry, I guess? For calling you that and everything." Now, nervous of what might happen if she doesn't calm down the councilman, she turned to Aiden, hoping he'd be kind enough as to speak up for her. "O-Oi, sweetie, you know that was just a joke, right? C-Can't you say something to him before he gets pissed off? I'll be in real trouble if you don't." Oriel siad to him, clinging tightly to his arm.

@Hebigami Shiho

Aiden

Aiden flinched as Oriel told off their new boss, then sighed as she clung to him, doing his best not to show how tense that made him. Taking a breath, Aiden hoped Ajax would be merciful, though he doubted it very much. 'Out of all the things she had to do, she ad to insult the guy who's going to be our boss right before our training. This is fan-fucking-tastic.' "Ajax-dono, please don't take what Oriel said personally. She just has a penchant for not thinking before she speaks at times. I assure you that I'll do my best to prevent it from happening again." Aiden said, unconsciously positioning himself so that he was slightly in front of Oriel in a protective stance. It seemed that while his mind was still on the fence, his instincts were already making him very protective of Oriel. "So then, lets forget about this and move along to our training, shall we? The sooner we get stared, the sooner we can finish and get to work. Considering hat happened 3 days ago, I think it's become more important than ever to hunt down these dark guilds before they do such violent deeds ever again." Aiden's smile fell as he thought about what had happened not so long ago, what he had seen. Three towns had been attacked, and two major buildings, the Fairy Tail Guild and the Guildmaster's meeting hall, had been completley demolished. And all they had to show for it was one demon dead, out of five, and that was even a loss in some respects as it increased the strength of his brother. That led him back to the symbol he had seen in the crater, he wasn't at all familiar with it. "Ajax-dono, if you don't mind me asking, do you know who is responsible for the attacks, and why they did it in the first place?"

Revan

The second they moved, a barrage of hydras leapt out of the shadows at the Phoenix Fang members, their fangs open wide and aiming to wrap around their limbs and bite at their necks. Revan, launched himself forward as well, his speeds boosted by his bulwark hydra armor as he created a large claw around his right hand, bashing away the rocks head his way as if they were nothing as he made his way towards the enemy that had sent the rocks hurtling towards him. he felt the blood rushing through his veins, the excitment of battle flooding his senses. Try as he might to subdue it, battling strong opponents is what really made him feel alive, and these guys were strong, he could tell. They weren't strong enough, but they would make a god stress reliever if nothing else. He didn't waste time on words, aiming to slash the young upstart in half with a summoned blade, black as midnight and with a jagged edge. He would keep swinging at him, aiming for the arms and the legs so as to disable the brat. If he was able to, however, he try and make a strike for the torso, but he'd have to be certain he opening wasn't a trap before he did. His armor would come alive as well, with hydras, around 8 of them, striking out with impressive force, using their heads like bullets to try and urn their master's foe into swiss cheese.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

This is a Woobie,@Raijinslayer.

@Letter Bee

Ahhh, yes that is kinda what I had in mind for when I made Jackson. A pitiful character, tortured by something that he can't control. I originally had it where he was being continuously haunted by the voices of evil spirits and was the cause of his friends death at the hands of said spirits via inviting them in through a oujia board.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Raijinslayer, I sympathize with Jackson so much. I wish I can bring him into the Reformists; he seems to be a woobie!

@Letter Bee

A what now, and yeah, he's had a not so good life. I would talk about it, but that would be . . . .

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Posted, and I added the reason for Jackson looking so ragged. Please not that everything mention happened after a period of four hours of Mu being held hostage and unable to do anything. The chances of him being able to do any of that are next to impossible unless someone holds him down and stops him from killing for that long. Which Isabella could do for plot reasons if she ever finds out about Jackson. If anyone whats to have anything to do with that, please not that most of the bodies would be dead in a way that seems impossible, gruesome, but wouldn't have any physical alteration of their body. Just the area around him. I hope it wasn't bad of me to add this in there, and I could change it if you want.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Insomnium

The red glow of Insomnium's armor intensified and began to pulsate as he charged forward, moving fast but not overwhelmingly so. His constructs were, however, as 5 balls of shadows shot up from the Arena floor around Robo-Cop and proceeded to bcome out lined in red energy before exploding violently. Insomnium wasn't focused on that, he had seen the guy move earlier, it was most likely to fast for something like that. Instead he kept his eyes and senses open for where ever he moved to, forming several spears made of shadows to go flying after him. They'd also become outlined in red before exploding as soon as they got near the robot man. Insomnium would also be running towards his position, creating a pair of blades to be dual-wielded, extruding his limited control over the 'Light', as Damien liked to call it, to coat said blades, giving them a jagged, white outline. It wasn't the strong, but it would be enough to slightly paralyze a regular human being, and robot's were usually more susceptible to such things, so it was worth a shot. He would lash out with a furious barrage of slashes and strikes, aiming for the joints so as to see if he could disable the bot.

Jackson

Jackson could only sink deeper into his arms as he heard the lady chastise him. What was he supposed to say, 'I'm sorry, it wasn't me but some alternate persona in my head that made me say it.' Yeah, he may have been isolated from people for all of his life, but even he knew that wouldn't work. As he was sinking into despair, he heard something from the T.V running in the upper corner of the cafe that instantly drew his attention. Janus Corp. On the T.V screen was a newswoman, he didn't know her name, who face was pale as she stood in front of the Headquarters of the Tech company, Janus Corp. While it wasn't the at the top of the market, and had a reputation for illegal activity, it had still been a rather powerful company. And now everyone inside the building had been slaughtered, if the woman was to be believed. She didn't explain how beyond the horridness of it, but Jackson didn't need her to say anything. As he sank back into his seat, deeper than before, he covered his ears to ward of the screams of terror and pain that began to assault him, but hone can't hide from their own mind. The cafe faded away as he remembered the events that had happened only a few hours ago. It had been a regular day in hell, painful experiments in the morning followed by tiring training. He had been about to do something, he had forgotten, when he felt a familiar pressure take hold. A dark insanity that chilled him to the bone. Mu had awoken. He fell over, trying to hold him back, waiting for the scientist to bring the usual lab rat for Mu to sate his bloodlust on,but instead they placed him in a cage and clamped him in special restraints designed to dampen his Reality shifting abilities, and waited. They ignored his pleading and begging, intent to watch as he struggled against the demon inside of him. Soon, Mu over powered him, making his way to the fore and silencing his cries. He only stared at each and everyone of the scientists, his eyes filled with a broken glee and a twisted smile that oozed malicious intent. And the thoughts that rang forth were the same as always. 'Kill them, break them, bend them, rip the flesh, crush the bones, drain the veins, smash their heads into the wall.' Over and over, these thoughts filled the mind, each one conjuring up image after image of the gruesome act they defined. And even with them knowing the danger, they did nothing but watch. But Mu was patient, always patient, waiting for his chance. An hour passed, then two, then three. It had only just reached the fourth hour when he escaped. One second he was in his restraints, the next he had a man by the throat with tendrils made from the metal on the floor, choking the life out of him. The guards opened fire, but their bullets seemed to bounce off of a invisible shield and ricochet back at twice the speed, hitting them all in the brain, as well as others. Mu finished off the man he held by crushing his throat before turning around to face the other occupants in the room, a single word on his lips. "Die." What followed next was a horror show of blood, guts, and mayhem. Mu worked his way up from the basement levels to the very top of the building where the CEO was hiding scared with his vice president. And Mu wasn't without a sense of humor, sadly for the both of them, as he dragged them down to the lobby, which had been closed to the public at this time and every elcetronic device in the building short-circuiting due to the distortions of reality, and opened the Vice-president up, using his blood to right a message to all who would witness this scene. Right above Janus Corp Insignia, he wrote, "They made their choice, they opened the door, and now the beast has been unleashed upon the earth. Chaos will reign and they will be to blame. So spite this man for taking the name of a god, for wanting the powers of a god. His avarice will be this worlds downfall." And right in the middle of the insignia, one would find the CEO of Janus Corp, dead with his vice president's face sewed onto the back of his head. Jackson shook from the memories, feeling like he was going to vomit from what he could remember. He knew it wasn't him that had done those things, not really, but it felt like it was him. Every time his persona's take over, it feel like their wants and desires became his wants and desires. It was so hard not to feel guilty for what Mu had done, when he himself felt the absolute bliss that over took him when a life was stolen. Sad as he was to say it, Jackson had yet to experience something that felt as good to him as murder and bloodshed was to Mu. And that scared him, it truly did scare him. And so Jackson kept his heads down, silently crying as he cursed himself, Kuro keeping quiet as he knew exactly what Jackson needed right now, some peace and quiet. Kuro had been the one to wake up afterwards, in n alley not far from the building. He'd gone unnoticeable and left, trying not to gag at the sight of 5 alley cats and 4 rats that had been ripped apart. He'd made his way to this cafe, stolen some clothes and bam, here they were. Not a penny to their name, homeless, and not an idea where to go. Well, things could be worse right?

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Letter Bee: Looks like I wasn't the only one who didn't quite get it. ROFL ^_~ @Raijinslayer: Thanks for the clarification. Thats so weird but cool. Your fighting...on a stage of shadows...or maybe darkness...its hard for me to disconnect the two elements from each other. darkness and shadows. Similar, but not quite the same. In my head, because i cant really picture fighting on shadows, im picturing a wide circular and semi enclosed field of darkness above the ground, kinda tendril like, and as im picturing it, any attacks, especially projectiles and energy based ones and the like, get absorbed into the darkness or shaaaadddooowwws. hehe I love my imagination. LOL

@Merman

It does sound awesome, and I hope the way I write Insomnium's fighting sounds equally as cool.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Oh yeah, and any life or death situations with Jackson would give him new persona's to deal with it if he didn't already have one for that as well. Is that okay as long as I talk it over with the GM's first?