Raijinslayer

The Origin: A War Resumed (Arc One; Completed)

Drosil, South-western Region of Barcea

"Oh, guess I'm not as bad as I thought," Drosil said in response to Cyril's comment, not catching his hesitation, but a series of clacks from his mouth brought a look of confusion to his face. "What do you mean he's just being polish, why hello there."

Drosil was interrupted from his thought as he saw a tall woman step up to his mount, slowly reaching out to pet Sir Mauls. Normally Drosil would've warned a person of the proper procedure for petting Sir Mauls, but he found himself enchanted by the person, transfixed by beauty. So he simply stared, mouth opening, than closing, than opening again as he tried to think of something to say, only to find himself at a rare loss for words. Sir Mauls, thankfully, didn't react violently to the girl's approach, actually enjoying the action as he turned to face her, his antenna feeling her in a similar manner to what he did to the others, but it seemed to do so for a bit longer before pulling it's feelers back in an almost questioning manner. A couple clacks and clicks brought Drosil out of his enchantment for a moment, but then his interest was skyrocketed again from what Sir Maul's had told him.

"Different, what do you means she feels different?. . . You can't place it?!?!, that's rather unspecific Sir Mauls, and you know I dislike not having specifics . . . That isn't my problem?!?! WHat's the point of having super receptive antenna if they can't give you an accurate read on things like this . . . . . . OH, ha ha, very funny Sir Mauls, but slapping me in the face isn't a valid point for ha-*SLAP*-AGHHHH, GOD FUCKING DAMMMIT!!!!! WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THAT YOU OVER GROWN MILLIPEDE!?!?!"

Sir Mauls's emitted another series of clicks and what not that sounded suspiciously like laughter at his master's expense, only to suddenly cease as it;s antenna flicked through the air, a sombre series of clicks translating it's finding to Drosil, who had been holding his stinging cheek in pain. At first, he didn't hear what his mount was saying, but as it suddenly began to sink in, an instant change would come over the mage, the shining brilliance would dull as unidentifiable emotion swept through him. He suddenly barked at Sir Mauls in Underdeep, who responded again. Drosil's hands curled into fists as he the emotion on his face suddenly turned into righteous fury. Magical energy started to radiate off him, so much so that it was visible to the naked eye in a strange aura of luminous silver.

He barked a command to Sir Mauls, who bowed his head before bringing back up, it's eyes glowing with a sudden intensity as it charged forward at a much faster speed than before, it's claws tearing through the dirt at a ferocious pace, leaving a dust cloud behind him as he hurried off in the direction of the village. As he rushed forward, he unhooked his staff, holding it out behind him and paying no mind to how it reacted to emotions, the prismatic crystal darkening into a solid black with veins of red pulsating through it, the orb being held within a floating halo spikes at the top that radiated with a foul blackness.

After sometime, he found himself at the ruins of the town, and his rage only intensified as he saw the devastation, knowing that looking for survivors was a hopeless endeavor, but not daring to give up that hope. He got off Sir Mauls, who was looking around ready to tear into the first opponent they came across while his master looked through the carnage, trying to find some sliver of life. But there was nothing, nothing but needless death and carnage that only further fueled his rage. He needed an outlet, something he could take this out on.

And then he saw Joy, sitting there by herself, all alone amidst the carnage. Under normal circumstances, he would've gone over to ask her what was wrong, or if she needed something, but in his rage-tinted vision, she was immediately the most suspicious thing here. He began to approach, Sir Mauls clattering sinisterly behind him as he whispered a spell in the language of magic. The orb took on a bright red coloration with a swirling silver layer wrapped over it before a barrage of silver fireballs flew out of the top, slamming down with a crash between Joy and the exit, surely catching her attention if he hadn't done so already. The metallic flames would soon spread across the area of the gate, forming into several humanoid figures the silver concentrating into their eyes as they stared at the woman. These were Sentry fire elementals, a relatively weak summons that could barely move from their positions and generally went down in one of two hits from a regular weapon, but they not only looked much more intimidating then they actually wore, but against the unprotected, their flames could do some serious damage to anyone who tried to get past them. THis thus cut off her most possible escape route from Drosil, as trying to flee into the town was a very bad idea. Sir Mauls could easily run her down, and then she'd be at the mercy of a Deathcrawler in his hunting mode, and these creatures were not known for being gentle in their attacks.

As Drosil approached, he'd look very intimidating, as not only was his magical energy whipping around him wildly like a flame, but his eyes were also literally glowing an intense white color, and while they iris and pupil where not visible, it wasn't hard to guess who was the focus of his attention. He pointed the staff at her form, his anger clearly being heard in his voice as he addressed the woman.

"Who did this, and why are you here? Lie to me, and Sir Mauls will be having your head as a snack, as your internal organs, limbs, and whatever else might be in your useless carcass." Sir Mauls clacked his mandibles in agreement, looking down at the women from where it stood on it's back legs, it is glinting dangerously in the sunlight, as did the numerous claws the lined his body.

@Atrophy

@The DarkLight Project

@sumi desu

We Are the Crystal Gems

@AkayaofthemoonIt's fine, I can see how that'd be annoying as I feel the same way when I someone has a character I real want mine to interact with, but they can't because of various reasons. It a sucky feeling. *Gives Akaya a hug to make her feel better*

The Mightiest Reborn

@CrimmySorry, didn't mean to rush, just trying to remember who we're waiting for is all.

The Mightiest Reborn

@AkayaofthemoonSo we've got Path, Candi(whose promised to do it tomorrow), Crimmey, and who else?

We Are the Crystal Gems

@Guardian Angel Haruki

My Hider

I . . . can't say that there is no chance of that happening, though it'll likely be out of a fear response. Those visions are not going to stop happening anytime soon.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Zarkun*slowly pokes Zarkun*

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Lmpkio*pokes back*

@Caits*pokes again*

We Are the Crystal Gems

@Akayaofthemoon

Spoilers

Glad I'm not the only one.

And I'm glad you want to now. Not going to tell you, but I'm still glad.

We Are the Crystal Gems

@Guardian Angel Haruki

Spoilers

If I was on that team, I proabbly be searching the internet constantly to see what people were saying, then laugh.Never look at fan art, though, at least, not shipping fan art. You know how those can get.

I understand sad, but why scared?

Naruto: Path to Enlightment - 3 player slots open currently

Akio Tendou

“I got the job of teaching these Civvies how to not stick themselves with the wrong end of a kunai,” Akio said as she looked around the camp, nodding in agreement with Chokashi’s earlier assessment. While it had obviously taken awhile to get this together, it was impressive none the less what the poor and destitute of this town had been able to build for themselves with hardly any help or supplies. And it had given the rebellion a good place to train those who wanted to fight for their country how to do so with their own two hands.

As she turned to address Chokashi, she happened to notice someone walk by pulling up their hood, hiding their face from view. Her eyes narrowed a bit as she stared after the individual, but she shook it off, turning towards the field. “So, we got two groups assigned to us, one full of older adults and what not, and another filled with ones closer to are age. Which one do you want to start with?”

@FallenTrinity

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Takeo nodded appreciatively as Chen came with him down the tunnel, chuckling slightly as he saw the teen pull out his phone. It was something a number of their younger, more well-off recruits tended to do in the beginning, not yet used to the idea of not being able to use their devices when there’s nothing for them to do.

“Don’t worry, we’ve got a few books at the outpost just a short ways up. Not much, to be honest, but it’ll keep you busy.” Takeo seemed about to say something else, but closed his mouth as if he’d thought better of it. However, he rolled his head around as he tossed whatever it was back and forth in his mind before apparently deciding on something as he looked around to check if anyone was around before leaning closer to the young boy. “Don’t tell Tatsu about this, but we’ve also got a few Icha-Icha books hidden in every outpost. Even if you’re not into it,. it makes for more stimulating reading than anything else we got around here. Pl-”

Takeo suddenly stopped walking, his body rigid as his eyes tore themselves to the outpost, his one eye narrowing suspiciously as he approached, one hand reaching behind him almost casually into his kunai pouch. Making it to the door, he knocked on the door firmly, waiting for a response in silence. Soon, the door opened to reveal a ragged looking man with a slashed out Kirir symbol on his head.

“About time you showed to take your sh-HURGH!!” The man shotted out in surprise as he felt a kunai get stabbed into his throat, before Takeo spun kicked him into the low ceiling hut, several other ninja coming out of the woodwork to attack, only for the sound of a faint hissing to draw their attention to the exploding tag that had been wrapped around the hilt. In the split -second between the realization and the explosion, Takeo tackled Chen into the filthy water, allowing them to escape from the large explosion unharmed.

Shortly after, Takeo would bring them to the surface on a bed of earth, his hand reaching for his blade as more ninja suddenly seemed to come from the darkness beyond the outpost. There were about 5 of them, and the two in front flickered through hand signs before launching an dual attack of the Water Fang Bullet and Great Wind Breakthrough, causing the projectiles to rush towards them at high speed. Takeo ran through his own handseals before slamming them into the ground, causing a onrush of water to explode outward towards the group, intercepting the attack and scattering the shinobi.
“On your feet, Konoha, let’s see you prove your worth!” Takeo shouted to Chen before charging forward, launching his sword at one of the fleeing nin, the hunk of metal traveling far faster and straight then one would expect, piercing the surprised nin through the chest and spearing him to a wall. TAkeo then ran through another bout of handseals, whispering to himself as he charged forward. “Suiton: Kirigakure no Jutsu.”

A thick mist soon formed around the area, and the sounds of battle could soon be heard as swordsman clashed with his foes. Chen, however, wouldn;t be given the time to pay much attention, as the the same two shinobi that had attacked them before now stood before him, each having a blade drawn in preparation to attack. The two were nearly identical in appearance, young women that looked slightly older than him by a year or two, dressed in standard Kiri fashion. The only way to tell them apart was by their hairstyles, as one hand their hair tied in a short braid, and the other had it in two buns on either side of her head.

As one , they charged forward, aiming to take down the presumably weaker shinobi with a flurry of strikes, their movements so in synch with each other, it was almost as if Chen was fighting one person instead of two. They’d keep this up for as long as they could, though eventually they’d back off, leaping into the air to run through a series of handseals before unleashing the same combiniation jutsu as before, showering the area with a hail of wind-enhanced water bullets.

@floodtalon

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As Gin walked away from the Konoha nin, he’d knock into someone who was also wearing a hood. While that may have amounted to nothing, the nn would be carrying a certain smell about him, somewhat hard to discern at first, but with his new found experience with bombing, he’d recognize the smell of explosive materials that lingered upon the man.

However, before he could say anything, a large explosion would ring out from one for the tunnels, causing people to look towards the area in confusion. The explosion was not alone, however, as soon the camp itself started to erupt as shadows bolted around the area tossing paper bombs and more conventional explosives, sowing chaos throughout both this area, and the residential one. The man Gin had passed was heading straight for the registration tent, giving the white haired man only a split second to try and take him down before he threw a barrage of paper balls at the structure, blowing it to smithereens.

@FallenTrinity