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Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

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The prospect of dodging and out-speeding Alucard was looking less and less likely as Mithias witnessed Drac's splitting dispatch. Mithias made no sudden moves. No moves in fact could have saved Drac in time, yet Mithias found his grief for the old father delayed. He looked back at Alucard with stoic eyes, weighing the odds of his own survival. His chances were exceedingly slim, yet dying didn't honestly sound all that bad.

More and more, Mithias found himself asking not how he could fight Alucard, but whether or not he himself was capable of the power and mastery that Alucard had demonstrated. Then, it hit him, and it all made sense. "Alucard!" Mithias looked at him with new sight. "You're me, aren't you? Hmm, but you surpass me greatly in motivation. What happened??"
Nobody wants to come play at KP eh?
"The sword known as Cockburn is responsible for slaying the evil Raven King many centuries ago..."


I was reading up on the characters, and I just wanted to point that out.
Name: Sekaulla

Titles: Goddess of slaughter and carnage, bearer of endless thirst, embodiment of bloodshed, mother of war, red death, blood goddess, the flayed one, goddess of vampires, huntress of the damned, devourer of the wounded, life drinker.

True name: Sekhmet

Inspiration: A female blood god. Sekaulla is ever thirsty for the blood of the living. Her presence inspires horror and violence. She is seen as a manifestation of divine wrath, killing en mass, as on a battlefield. Sekaulla embodies the folly of war, killing all who engage in bloodshed, blood which she will in-essence devour. She is monstrous and feared, rather than motherly and comforting.

Appearance: No one truly knows what Sekaulla looks like. She is usually merely a terrifying presence, like a force of nature, taking any form she wills out of the blood and carnage in an area. Rivulets of blood miraculously stream together to form a grotesque and dripping body, perhaps a fleshbeast, or once she manifested as a ill-defined swirling dragon of blood, able to fly high above the mortals below, inspiring terror for miles.













To gods, she may appear as a usually faceless woman in red, which upon closer inspection is seen to be liquid blood.


Symbols: A single drop of blood free-falling, flanked by two crescent moons facing away from each other.
Portfolio: Blood
Alignment: Neutral Evil

Servitars: Vampires.

Weapon: Sekaulla herself uses blood as her weapon, like hemokinesis, but she has magic as do all gods. Her priests wield sacred tontfas, but most of her champions use bloodmagic.

Familiar: Wolves.

Followers: Often vampires, but also many humans, and a smattering of other beings who may often find themselves favoring combat as a way of life. Warlike races will bless their weapons to allow the blood they shed to flow to her, least she become angry and favor the enemy. She gives magic to blood mages, has priests to sacrifice for her and direct her followers, and can summon powerful monsters made from blood and freshly dead body parts.

Bio: Sekhmet was an original divine denizen of the underworld long before the clash of the gods. As one of the dark gods, she was at first unknown to those favored by the Creator above. Her influence was meek as they ruled amongst each other until the clash happened. The battle summoned her, fed her, and Sekhmet rose from the underworld, seeping in through the cracks between the planes of reality to engage in the slaughter herself. With each wound, each injury, and each drop of ichor spilt, her power grew, until she formed a colossal dragon of blood so enormous and powerful that she began swallowing lesser gods whole. Blind to alignment, making no distinction between sides, she devoured an endless red sea. Amid such bloodletting and carnage, she was neigh unstoppable, until finally the remaining gods realized their folly and ceased waring amongst themselves long enough to diminish her. When the blood stopped flowing, her power waned, and she fell with Darko back through the planes into the realm of banishment. Here, she consents to his dominion over the underworld and shares in his scheming.
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The Jigentou trembled briefly as it clashed against Alucard's sword of runes, then busted into hundreds of quickly evaporating fragments. The loss sent a shock through Mithas' arm and he gasped, nonetheless following with a swing of his soul-reaver sword which was too deftly dodged. The golden-eyed vampire looked more than a tad unsettled in that instant, as his ace-card sword had failed him. He couldn't believe Alucard's power and techniques! But, this was not the time to be caught stunned.

At the very last moment, Mithias hardened the skin all over his body into chitenlike-metallic armor before Alucard's punch landed against his face and nearly shattered him. In a DBZ-like trajectory, Mithias was blasted off the building and into the side of another building, causing that building's wall to give out and the whole structure to collapse on top of him. The rubble settled, and after but a moment, movement could be seen.

Alucard approached Mithias as he began to crawl out of the rubble, still obviously alive. Destruction? The multiverse was in danger, again?? Mithias shook his head, dust falling off of him, his hair a mess. He shoved the last rock off of himself and stood up facing Alucard. The Jigentou... It hadn't been destroyed, but what good would it do to summon it again? Mithias didn't bother. He had killed both a god and a daemon in his short immortality, and yet all that hadn't made him any more prepared to face the being before him.

Just then, Drac appeared.

"Drac! No, wait! Don't intervene! He'll kill you!" But it was too late, Drac had already engaged, and took a shot at the vile vampire lord.

Mithias tried to delay the enemy, "You're right, Alucard. I haven't fed in a long time, and these powers aren't mine. It is true that I am lost. You seem to understand many things that I do not." Mithias saw the arms forming blades and decided to try to use speed to his advantage and dodge everything Alucard threw at him, if he could. Alucard's hits were just too devastating to endure, but perhaps he could fly circles around the fiend. "Has your knowledge made you so devoid of hope? Are you so certain the multiverse is doomed? Have you given in out of fear? ... Are you a failure, Alucard?" The corner of Mithias' lips curled in an evil grin as he taunted Alucard with that last statement.
Sekaulla grinned widely and also looked into the pool. "All vampires worship me with their every breath. I created them. They cannot resist my will." She held a hand over the red liquid, and the image of the cave appeared. Vampires huddled dormant, sleeping, dead and yet alive as long as they obeyed the thirst. "Your evil designs delight me, Darko. Do I foresee you calling upon my children? Shall awaken them to slake their thirst and mine?"
Woot.
Hmm, I'm not sure what kind of rooftop you are envisioning, but this one is literally on the top of the building, open air. There is no door, as it is not enclosed.
I'll be able to reply late tonight. Sorry for the wait.
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