"People of the Azure Dragon! OOC, behold, for it is I, THE HARBINGER OF DARKNESS AND AGON-"
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Double said
...Er, okay. If there's a joke I'm afraid it's lost on me.
just like your mom
I just put up a post, i'm between the market district and the port.
just like your mom
just like your mom
Kasus lay on the roof of his foster parents merchant shop, his hands behind his head as he watched with curiosity gummi ships entering and exiting the atmosphere of Lunaris. It's a sight he's gotten used to over the years, but the gummi ships weren't exactly what caught his curiosity each time. It was where they were going, what they were carrying, who was going to buy them, why they needed them. Everyday these ships came and everyday they left, carrying all sorts of items from other worlds. It angered him in a way. These lifeless items got the opportunity to see other worlds and the mysteries they contain, but he was stuck here, working everyday as a boring trader. It was a weird feeling to envy objects but a feeling Kasus couldn't deny nonetheless. "One day," he said, a blank look on his face but adventure in his heart. "One day..."
He jumped up, sliding down the roof and climbing into the window of his room. "Kasus!" Fargo called. Fargo is Kasus's foster parent, and proud owner of Lunar Goods, his shop, that is doing considerably well for itself. "Come down here Kasus!" Kasus sighed, hesitantly walking out of his room and down stairs to the shop. Lunar Goods is a 2 story building, the first floor was the shop, strictly business, and the top floor is where Kasus and Fargo live.
Kasus poked his head into the shop "Kasus!" Fargo exclaimed, "There you are! I need you to deliver this box of starfruit to the port, asap!" Kasus reluctantly took the box and began to walk to the door, but quickly stopped, "Oh!" he said "Hold on!" he then ran up stairs holding the box of starfruit, barging into his room and looking around frantically, until he found his Blade of Valor, sitting on his dresser. He smiled, and walked, picking it up and clipping it to his belt. When he looked up he noticed a black like figure in an alleyway, outside of his window. Curious, he walked over to the window and opened it, but it had disappeared, or maybe was never there to begin with. He thought nothing of it. As he walked back downstairs Fargo gave him a look, "Do you really have to take that thing everywhere? You be careful, if anyone gets hurt-" Kasus interrupted "Yeah, yeah, you'll sell it cheap." he said, walking towards the door. "Don't lollygag!" Fargo shouted as Kasus ran out the front door and into the world of Lunaris.
The city was always booming in this district, the buildings and shops were practically squeezed next to each other, each a different shop, each attracting different customers. Kasus awoke everyday to this business, and grew tired of always maneuvering amongst the crowd, and found it easier to walk on the roofs of all the shops, which wasn't difficult since they were all conjoined. He ran forward, launching himself off of a dumpster, and began running atop the shops towards the port.
Kasus gracefully made his way through the rooftops, and immediately lost balance as an explosion rumbled the immediate area. He got up, observing the area around him, searching for the source of the explosion, and saw the WDS control center ablaze. Down below near the shops, people began to scream as small, black creatures with glowing eyes rose from the shadows. He jumped off the roof, landing on his feet, dropping the box of starfruit and grabbing his Blade of Valor. He had never seen anything like these creatures before, but as he saw them tormenting the people of Lunaris, he knew they had to be stopped. A group of 5 emerged, surrounding him. Kasus dashed towards one, slicing it in half causing it to vanish. The rest sprinted towards him, one by one Kasus sliced and kicked, and one by one they vanished, only to be replaced by more. The district was small, surrounded by buildings, if enough of these things appeared they could overwhelm him, he was doomed here. Kasus grabbed the box of starfruit and began running through the district, slaying any of the creatures that attacked or came within range.
He jumped up, sliding down the roof and climbing into the window of his room. "Kasus!" Fargo called. Fargo is Kasus's foster parent, and proud owner of Lunar Goods, his shop, that is doing considerably well for itself. "Come down here Kasus!" Kasus sighed, hesitantly walking out of his room and down stairs to the shop. Lunar Goods is a 2 story building, the first floor was the shop, strictly business, and the top floor is where Kasus and Fargo live.
Kasus poked his head into the shop "Kasus!" Fargo exclaimed, "There you are! I need you to deliver this box of starfruit to the port, asap!" Kasus reluctantly took the box and began to walk to the door, but quickly stopped, "Oh!" he said "Hold on!" he then ran up stairs holding the box of starfruit, barging into his room and looking around frantically, until he found his Blade of Valor, sitting on his dresser. He smiled, and walked, picking it up and clipping it to his belt. When he looked up he noticed a black like figure in an alleyway, outside of his window. Curious, he walked over to the window and opened it, but it had disappeared, or maybe was never there to begin with. He thought nothing of it. As he walked back downstairs Fargo gave him a look, "Do you really have to take that thing everywhere? You be careful, if anyone gets hurt-" Kasus interrupted "Yeah, yeah, you'll sell it cheap." he said, walking towards the door. "Don't lollygag!" Fargo shouted as Kasus ran out the front door and into the world of Lunaris.
The city was always booming in this district, the buildings and shops were practically squeezed next to each other, each a different shop, each attracting different customers. Kasus awoke everyday to this business, and grew tired of always maneuvering amongst the crowd, and found it easier to walk on the roofs of all the shops, which wasn't difficult since they were all conjoined. He ran forward, launching himself off of a dumpster, and began running atop the shops towards the port.
Kasus gracefully made his way through the rooftops, and immediately lost balance as an explosion rumbled the immediate area. He got up, observing the area around him, searching for the source of the explosion, and saw the WDS control center ablaze. Down below near the shops, people began to scream as small, black creatures with glowing eyes rose from the shadows. He jumped off the roof, landing on his feet, dropping the box of starfruit and grabbing his Blade of Valor. He had never seen anything like these creatures before, but as he saw them tormenting the people of Lunaris, he knew they had to be stopped. A group of 5 emerged, surrounding him. Kasus dashed towards one, slicing it in half causing it to vanish. The rest sprinted towards him, one by one Kasus sliced and kicked, and one by one they vanished, only to be replaced by more. The district was small, surrounded by buildings, if enough of these things appeared they could overwhelm him, he was doomed here. Kasus grabbed the box of starfruit and began running through the district, slaying any of the creatures that attacked or came within range.
It was midday, the sky a clear blue, but as the mass demon horde marched on, a hint of red swallowed the sky, dark clouds hovered above the demons, as if a storm was making it's way toward Cloryn's Keep, and in some ways, it was.
From the very depths of the thousand feet wall of fog a Raven with jet black feathers and piercing red eyes flew above the demons ablaze, and launched itself into the clear blue and red sky. The flames that engulfed The Raven began to dwindle as it flew over Cloryn's Keep. Below, the military scrambled to get into position, creating somewhat of a perimeter to defend the cathedrals filled with citizens. The Raven landed atop a balcony adjacent to the cathedral, it's head snapping left and right as it observed the situation at hand. Nearby, a group of soldiers were frantically in the process of setting up a barrier defending one of the cathedrals flanks. Around the corner, reinforcements make their way to the flank, ready to assist them in building the barrier and provide backup. The Raven launched itself from the balcony and flew forward, then began to circle the barrier from above, an amulet, worn around The Raven's neck, began to glow. As the reinforcements turned the corner, they stopped, in shock, as a group of demons surrounded by fire await them. At the same time the group of soldiers building the barrier immediately reach for their swords and shields as a group of demons turn the corner and face them.
The Raven circling above lets out a demonic cry as both groups of soldiers sprint towards each other and begin to tear one another apart, their swords plunging into one another. As each falls to the floor dead, an orb of white light rises from their chest, and makes it's way toward The Raven, entering it's amulet, it's soul banished to the realm of Quagmire. The soldiers slay each other one by one as their souls rise into the sky, until eventually, only one remains. He kneels on one knee, covered in blood among the bodies, but among them are no demons, and he realizes the blood covering his body is that of his brethren. He looks around frantically, and begins to panic before letting out a shriek of disgust and terror. The Raven slowly lands on the head of a dead soldier as the only survivor lifts a sword from the ground. "Forgive me, my holy guardians." He utters, as he plunges the sword into his abdomen. The Raven lets out another demonic cry as he falls to the side, his soul rising from his body and into the amulet.
Fire begins to engulf The Raven, spinning furiously, changing it's form into that of a tall, slim figure, with long jet black hair and piercing red eyes, wearing demonic robes and wielding a sharp, steel sword crafted from the depths of hell itself. The figure was Castiel, A High Demon Lord and embodiment of Mischief, Temptation, Illusion, and Sin. He stood tall with prowess, practically radiating evil, and began to observe the surrounding group of bodies nonchalantly, as if to pity them. He then slowly raised his arms, his amulet glowing once more as orbs of red light made their way from the amulet and into the deceased soldiers. As the orbs entered their bodies they were engulfed in flames, their skin turning bright red, their hands and feet transforming into claws and their bodies growing in various sizes and strength. They stood up, first observing each other, and then Castiel, obediently awaiting their orders.
Castiel began walking, and the demons followed. He was heading for the gates of Cloryn's Keep, where the massive horde of demons will be waiting.
From the very depths of the thousand feet wall of fog a Raven with jet black feathers and piercing red eyes flew above the demons ablaze, and launched itself into the clear blue and red sky. The flames that engulfed The Raven began to dwindle as it flew over Cloryn's Keep. Below, the military scrambled to get into position, creating somewhat of a perimeter to defend the cathedrals filled with citizens. The Raven landed atop a balcony adjacent to the cathedral, it's head snapping left and right as it observed the situation at hand. Nearby, a group of soldiers were frantically in the process of setting up a barrier defending one of the cathedrals flanks. Around the corner, reinforcements make their way to the flank, ready to assist them in building the barrier and provide backup. The Raven launched itself from the balcony and flew forward, then began to circle the barrier from above, an amulet, worn around The Raven's neck, began to glow. As the reinforcements turned the corner, they stopped, in shock, as a group of demons surrounded by fire await them. At the same time the group of soldiers building the barrier immediately reach for their swords and shields as a group of demons turn the corner and face them.
The Raven circling above lets out a demonic cry as both groups of soldiers sprint towards each other and begin to tear one another apart, their swords plunging into one another. As each falls to the floor dead, an orb of white light rises from their chest, and makes it's way toward The Raven, entering it's amulet, it's soul banished to the realm of Quagmire. The soldiers slay each other one by one as their souls rise into the sky, until eventually, only one remains. He kneels on one knee, covered in blood among the bodies, but among them are no demons, and he realizes the blood covering his body is that of his brethren. He looks around frantically, and begins to panic before letting out a shriek of disgust and terror. The Raven slowly lands on the head of a dead soldier as the only survivor lifts a sword from the ground. "Forgive me, my holy guardians." He utters, as he plunges the sword into his abdomen. The Raven lets out another demonic cry as he falls to the side, his soul rising from his body and into the amulet.
Fire begins to engulf The Raven, spinning furiously, changing it's form into that of a tall, slim figure, with long jet black hair and piercing red eyes, wearing demonic robes and wielding a sharp, steel sword crafted from the depths of hell itself. The figure was Castiel, A High Demon Lord and embodiment of Mischief, Temptation, Illusion, and Sin. He stood tall with prowess, practically radiating evil, and began to observe the surrounding group of bodies nonchalantly, as if to pity them. He then slowly raised his arms, his amulet glowing once more as orbs of red light made their way from the amulet and into the deceased soldiers. As the orbs entered their bodies they were engulfed in flames, their skin turning bright red, their hands and feet transforming into claws and their bodies growing in various sizes and strength. They stood up, first observing each other, and then Castiel, obediently awaiting their orders.
Castiel began walking, and the demons followed. He was heading for the gates of Cloryn's Keep, where the massive horde of demons will be waiting.
GravityFlux said
Go ahead do it, I won't be free till tomorrow
Ayay cap'n.
Christopher followed Max, Jack, and Henry out the door. He pulled a cigar out from within his jacket, lighting it with a match, and took a puff. He then began checking his 9mm and Revolver, double checking the barrel and ammo, as was standard procedure before investigating the supernatural, or really anytime he was going anywhere at all. Returning his weapons to their holsters Christopher took another puff from his cigar and awaited Max's lead.
Post ready, standby for submission.
jk go ahead man i'll write up mine and wait till you post yours and make any adjustments if needed.
dibs.
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