Raijinslayer

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@HekazuHey, I think I'm gonna have to drop this. I hate to leave, but I'm having a hard time playing Hurrik, which makes it difficult to write out posts.

Destiny RP?

@Ms Morrow@DanelawSo, any character ideas? Or you just going off your in-game characters.

Crystal Universe

Will do my best to get a Reggie post up this weekend.

[Interest Check] Masks- A New Generation

@Joshie"I have no idea, never met the guy. Being the almighty demon lord that he is, I guess he doesn't have the time to check in on his son or send child support checks. And don't worry about the whole 'heaven/hell' situation, I don't know a thing about it myself either. I'v never come into contact with a demon or an angel before, and personally, I'd like to keep things that way."

Asmodeus is aware of his son, but he doesn't really care that much since Ian hasn't 'converted' yet. Ian is far from his first child, and neither he nor his mother rank very high on the demon's list of priorities. He only communes with his spawn once they have fully given into their demon blood, as that's the only time he finds them worthy of noticing, though their have been the few rare exceptions.

Asmodeus himself is neither good nor evil, as far as demons go. He's best described as being Chaotic Neutral, doing whatever the hell he wants to whoever the hell he wants. He doesn't have any extreme levels of malice towards most beings, and can even be helpful to a degree, but never think it's because he cares for people. He never does anything for anyone unless he thinks he can benefit from it.

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@GreyPoor Kotori, she gets no time to herself.

[Interest Check] Masks- A New Generation

@LiliyaCool character, I like her a lot so far. I feel that her and Ian would either get along really well, or he'd get on her nerves immensely with how easy-going he is about being a hero. For Ian, helping people out is mostly just so he can do something good with the abilities he has and learning to control his abilities. It's not something that I think he understands the full ramifications of, just bits and pieces of it. He could probably relate with Alexandria on growing into your powers, as he had a few moments himself. Some are kinda funny, others being decidedly less so.

Edit: I also think Ian would be a perfect choice for the whole, 'shaming your legacy' thing, considering a variety of factors. Not the least of which being he loves to play pranks on established heroes.

He usually gets caught doing them, but it's funny none the less.

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@Feisty-PantsTo be fair, all Aiden said was 'Keep an eye on her from time to time' but Ghost is just a perv with a power that let's him get away with way too much. This power is basically entering his own alternate dimension, in which he can travel great distances faster and watch people with hardly any chance of being discovered. The inly way to sense his presence is feeling the temperature drop for a moment every so often. Of course, Koto might confuse that for Ria trying to take more pictures of her.

Destiny RP?

Sounds A-okay to me, will send tomorrow with ideas once I'm better rested.

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Aiden Cross(The Hand of God)/Ghost

"Have a visual on the poor fuck who gets to talk to the boss. Weird thing is,it's just some kid, a courier by the looks of it. You'd think they'd actually send one of their agents, not one of those rent-a-gophers." Ghost observed Mika from a nearby alley, his form nearly indistinguishable from the shadows that encircled him.

Well, that's his problem now. Boss is on his way over as we speak, and you've got a job to do.

"Oh goodie, what poor sap do I have to stalk now?

The Songbird, you luckily little shit. Just do your best not to get caught, ya little shit. Hate to see what she does to peeping toms like you. The man's taunt went unheard as Ghost allowed himself a moment to bask in his luck. He didn't bother responding to the man, simply turning around to walk deeper into the alley. As he walked forward, the air around him shattered into pieces, revealing a realm of pale mist hiding vague figures, stepping into it without a moment's hesitation. The hole in space would stay for a few moments longer, before the pieces of reality rapidly began to piece themselves back together til everything looked normal once more.

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As Mika landed in the Alley way, he'd find that his exit to the plaza would be blocked. The figure, standing stock still under a heavy, hooded black cloak, had certainly not been their when he started his descent, nor had he been moving through the alley either. He was just there, as if he'd formed from nothingness itself for the sole reason of blocking the boy's path. The figure would look at Mika from behind the tinted glass of his helmet, repositioning himself a bit so that Mika could see the full get-up that they wore underneath the cloak.

"You with COG?" The question was asked through a voice distorter, making his voice come out in a variety of strange, inhuman pitches, culminated by a strange echoy quality to it that made his words somewhat difficult to understand.

[Leave the hurt behind] Raijinslayer x Earlymorninstar [18+]

The study was a rather small room, all things considered, though that was mostly due to the many stacks upon stacks of books that towered overhead. Jaden had read every work in here at least twice, and even now, he found some measure of peace among the smell of aged paper and faded ink. As Clara came into his office, a fresh smelling storm of barely suppressed fury and outrage, he was busy thumbing through an aged-tome, clad in a cracked leather binding and held together with frayed rope-binding. His gaze didn't rise from the text at first, scanning the ancient words laid out before him for a few moments longer. With a soft sigh, he would close the tome with a loud 'Thump', setting it down on a nearby stack of similar-looking books. Situated in his large office chair, a monstrous black leather thing that seemed to swallow anyone that sat in it's maw just from the sheer size of it, Jaden tapped his thumbs together as he tried to think of how he should even begin to explain himself to her. His reasons, his fears, his wants, all felt much too trivial and selfish in the wake of what had happened. Perhaps because that's exactly what they were; trivial and selfish reasons from a man who still wished he could live life like a normal human again.

"I was supposed to tell you, the only person that I've ever truly grown close to in my years of immortal isolation, that I had the potential to become a monster at any moment if I allowed myself to indulge in even the slightest of my base desires?" While the words seemed mocking, he said them with a sense of guilt and regret, knowing full well that this was what he should've done. She'd had a right to know. "A better man than I would've told you sooner. Would've told you to stay far away and gone to spend the rest of their lives rotting from the inside, letting any hint of human feeling and weakness crumble away to hold the dark secret that I kept. . . but I am a weak man. I wanted to tell you many times over the years, but when ever I summoned up the courage to attempt, the fear that you would hate me, that you would find me repulsive, and more than anything, that you would leave me to my loneliness, terrified me."

"That isn't an excuse, however, nor could I apologize enough to ever make up for my failure tonight. It was foolish of me to think that I would be able to take a rest from my vigil against my inner demon." Grasping the arms of his chair tightly, Jaden took a deep breath as he ran a hand through his ivory hair, feeling a cold chill run through him He didn't want to say what he was about to say, but he knew that he had to give the option to her after what happened. She deserved this much, at the very least. "Clara, if you desire to leave now, after everything that's happened, then I can have your things arranged for you and money dropped into an account for you. Then you can leave and never think about me again. But before you decide on it, can I just say that I. . . I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am for what happened. I understand that you may no longer want to see me, you can hardly seem to stand in my presence, but just . . . please stay."

Jaden gave up any semblance of authority as he got out of the chair, fell to his knees, and bowed his head in a plea for forgiveness.

[color=Ivory["I . . . I don't want to be alone again."[/color]