"Yeah, tell me about it man. It's like we entered this realm of existence where literally nothing makes sens- oh wait. we did." Beuce didn't say more on the subject. Crybex was using his light powers to make everything all illusioney and stuff. He was about to go and help Stratos with the angels, but that plan was pretty quickly interfered with by the plasma spells being shot at him. "Wait you have your own class of magic? Damn. Remind me to do a studying montage after this and figure out how to use that." Beuce curled into a ball, creating a hard defensive shell around him. The spells collided with him, leaving scorch marks on his back, but there was a repercussion to attacking him in this form. Any time he was hit, the attacker was hit with a pretty damn powerful recoil. After the assault ended, Beuce began rolling, picking up speed, and aiming to ram himself into Crybex and knocked him into the air momentarily, preventing him from taking action. Then Stratos could last breath him or something. He didn't know which one was the real Crybex, but hey, if he existed there was a shot at it. Maybe he had a godlike luck stat or something. Luck and AP, There's a duo if there ever was one. Freya had apparently noticed his brooding and skipped over to him, interjecting into their conversation. "You're pretty optimistic about that. What if you can't?" Zavion asked through the mental link. "Perhaps she needs to be. If you submerge yourself in fear the future your entire life, then you'll never be able to walk forward. You must try to keep moving. And if you end up making a mistake, then try to rectify it is all you can do." Ghost said to the boy and his sister. "I suppose you're right. Yeah, let's look for land." Rienzel looked at the blue haired man who summoned a blade as he entered. It didn't seem like he was overly hostile, simply being protective of his daughter. He honestly respected the man a bit for that. "My name is Rienzel Krane." As for the other part of the question...What did he mean? As far as he knew, no one from his realm had ever traveled into the realm of light. Did that mean that in this place, there was not one large world, but an abundance of smaller ones? "I...suppose i'm from another world, you could say." Before he could tell the man his motives, he was approached by the fearful creature that accompanied them. "Wait, you said your name was Krane?" Bartholomew asked, the name apparently having piqued his interest. Rienzel turned to look at him, and when he did, their eyes met. Instantly, Bartholomew saw his fear. And through his fear, he knew his identity. "Aha! Well, i'll be damned! You really are one of them! I didn't think there'd be any left alive after i last saw you guys. From what i heard, there weren't many of you left. Little enough that in all the time i spent there, i only encountered any of you once. Man, that was a fun time." Bartholomew gave a chuckle. "What do you mean? How do you know of me?" "Not so much you...I'll tell you another time. The point being, Caleb, he's not from another world. He's from another realm altogether. He's a native of the realm of darkness. He's probably here to find a cure for the scrawl." The crimson haired main explained to Caleb. Rienzel nodded in confirmation, obviously suspicious how he knew so much about him. "The scrawl is a plague that the light brought on which has devastated my people. There's only a small handful of us left in our entire realm. Anyone who contracts it...they die a slow and painful death. The light eats away at them from the inside. Please...i don't know if you can help me. I don't know if there even is a cure. It's just...my daughter. I have to try." Rienzel pleaded to Caleb. Surely he'd be able to understand that, given that he had a daughter himself.
Ra stared at the massive ice construct. If this one had a name, then clearly he was pulling out his trump cards. He was getting desperate. "No dragon can defeat us!" Ra called out to his party. "Veilan, assist Ander in finishing the eagles! Leave the dragon to us." Ra stepped forward, staring down the beast. They had defeated countless others of his ice constructs. This one was stronger, but it remained an insect to their power. It would fall just as easily as all the rest. It would fall under the might of Sapphire Eclipse. "Crystallarax, you will be trampled in our march!" The leader of Team King screamed at the frozen dragon barring their path, making his hatred of ice-based constructs evident. It was simply a returned mutual dislike. Flame danced across his fingers as he hurled a searing ball of flames at the dragon. Quinn groaned as Gexln whined to Johanna to hurry up and get them their drinks. "Oh my god will you shut the hell up?" At first glance, Metal appeared to travel up his arm, but that wasn't what was actually happening. His arm was becoming the iron. It stiffened, straightening into a club shape. With a quick swing, he batted Gexln in the back of the head. "She's busy. If you really want the drink then quit being such a damn baby." Wait. Gexln was being a baby. He'd just hit him. Oh god he'd become Karina. Where did he go wrong in life?
Aias was somewhat confused as to the workings of the guild. They'd been sent from one person to another, only to be sent back to the person before, when they had been standing mere feet away from each other. He didn't think that joining the guild would be so much like quests in Aion. He disregarded the thought, and watched as Damian approached Johanna. He stood silent for the most part. After Damian was through, it would be Aias' turn to face her. He wasn't particularly strong yet, and he knew this. It was just to test their skills. He waited for their battle to be over so he could begin his. Beucette stumbled back into the guild hall, her hair a mess and obvious exhausted. She took a seat at the bar, and looked to the new faces. Let's see...There was the guy from shoehorn.rp, the guy from that character dump a while back, and Mr."I'm so awesome it's a bother."...Wait Quinn hadn't been introduced yet? Oh. Well, time to get on with that segment of the post! The fourth S-class took a seat at the bar next to Gexln. "First you go and take the good job, and don't even invite me so i'm stuck with the **** assignments, and now you don't even invite me to the party? That's cold. I'll be joining in on this drinking contest, if you don't mind." Quinn declared to the other S-classes. He'd just gotten back from a mission himself, although it wasn't exactly glamorous. The mission was literally called "We are bees. We hate you." And yes, it involved the termination of a large number of bees. Didn't pay much either. It was chump change compared to that vulcan job. He'd planned to go on it, but he got to the job board to find it was already taken. "Johanna, when you're finished with the new guys, another round over here!"
Ra used thunder
Beuce was about to parry an attack from one of the angels, but he found that he didn't need to. From the sky, tripping over a meteor made of irony, came his partner in crime. Beuce chuckled in response to Stratos stating that he was alive. "Of course i'm alive! I wouldn't die even if you killed me!" And somewhere, Caleb probably broke something in a fit of rage. Turning his attention back to Crybex, Beuce confirmed what Stratos had asked him in a rather serious tone. "Yeah. This asshat thinks that all you need to do to be the main antagonist is genocide a bunch of people. Well i'm here to tell you that's wrong! You can't just usurp the position! This RP has a concrete, finely established, well thought out plo-" Beuce stopped mid sentence and started laughing uncontrollably. "Ohhh Sapphire i can't even say it with a straight face. Alright let's kick his ass." Beuce activated the battle mode of his god powers. Hold onto your seats boys and girls, 'cause this shit's about to get weird. From the tip of his spine burst four white and red tendrils of uh...i dunno godfuckery or something... From each vertebrae in his back shot a spike of the same color. Finally, his eyes changed to yellow and white, because regular ghoul eyes look pretty goddamn evil. Now that he was fully transformed into Shonen upgrade mode, he let out his fiercest battle quote. "Ok." Jackie was, by far, the most subtle person he'd ever met. She'd get along well with Freya. Evidently they were in charge of maintaining the ship's appearance while not being salad chefs. Well, he hadn't planned on preparing any Salads while on their voyage, but now he was apparently supposed to expressly avoid it. He'd never liked salad anyway. Too much plant. it reminded him of the gardens on Riel. The home he could never go back to. Zavion looked off the edge of the ship in a brooding fashion, staring at the stars. How many lives would their actions change? How much would the water ripple because they touched it? His thoughts were interrupted by the assassin who approached him, leaning over the rail. "Ghost...Why are you here?" The man didn't give it much thought. "Your mother asked me to watch over you. She is concerned about your safety. I'm not under orders to bring you to Riel or anything of the sort. Simply make sure harm doesn't befall you or your sister." "That's not what i meant..." Zavion paused, trying to think of how to word it. "Do we really have any right to interfere with the lives of so many people? How do we know what we do is the right choice, in anything?" "I suppose we don't." "That's reassuring..." "No one knows what the outcome of their actions will be. All we can do is stumble blindly into the future. If what we do is wrong, then we simply must try with all our power to make amends." "And what if we can't? What if we end up screwing things up so badly we can't fix them? What are we supposed to do?" Ghost stood up straight and turned around, beginning to walk away. "I'll let you know when i figure it out." Rienzel stepped out of the veil, and felt metal beneath his feet. He was in an area completely unfamiliar to him. Turning around, he looked through the window and nearly gasped in surprise. There were...so many lights. what were they? Why was the sky so filled with these? His attention was drawn back to his current surroundings by a voice. It sounded female, speaking to someone named Caleb. Well, at least he could understand them...He didn't know if they would be hostile or not. Light had a habit of rejecting the darkness. Yet, if he were to accomplish his goal, he would need to interact with the inhabitants of this realm at some point. She'd also mentioned something about a hero. He didn't know what she was talking about, but for now, it seemed like talking to these people was his best option. Cautiously, he walked into the room the voice had originated from. The woman he'd heard speak had bright golden hair, and radiated with light. The others included a tall man with blue hair, who looked like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. Next to him was a little girl, presumably his daughter. She honestly reminded him a bit of Josephine. And finally, a frightening creature who he wasn't entirely sure was even human. He didn't speak yet. He simply made his presence known.
Ra used fire
Or it could be raining skies from a nail. Then you know **** is thoroughly out of control.
Ra was beginning to develop a hatred for Ice dragons. However, their hatred for him still seemed to outstrip it. Both of the remaining drakes circled around the man, closing in on him. After a few moment, the both pounced, digging their teeth into him. It would've been a serious injury had it not been for Dale's armor. Ra pushed one of the drakes back with his staff, then swiped the weapon to the side, knocking the creature slightly off balance. Finally, Ra grabbed the throat of the beast and lit his magical energy ablaze. Fire traveled down his arm, onto his fingertips. With a burst of magic, Ra tightened his fist and shattered it's neck, effectively decapitating it.
Ra used Aero on drake number *mumbles incoherently* Beucette returned the rather aggressive kiss to Taylor. "I try." She said as they began climbing to the roof that existed now. Maybe Future Ra made a roof and Future Lucia sent it back. Yeah we'll go with that. That's canon now. So let it be written, so let it be done. They got to the roof, and Beucette sat, her feet over the edge and Taylor in her lap, holding her tightly so she didn't fall. The two were kissing rather intensely. She couldn't help but feel like someone was watching them and getting strange feelings they've never experienced before...Oh well. The white haired girl pulled away momentarily, and gave her a seductive smile. The woman pressed her lips against Taylor's neck as she laid on her back, pulling her partner with her. And then they fucked like bunnies.
Beucette grinned as the girl responded rather positively. Seductively the girl whispered in her ear that if she was ready for the world of their love, then the answer was yes. Awesome. All she had to do now was seal the deal and she was into her pants. "I was written ready." Nailed it. Now to nail her She reached down and put her arm in the curve of her legs, with the other wrapped around her back. After a quick lift, she was now holding the girl bridal style. "Name's Beucette." The white haired girl said softly and gave a wink to accompany it. "And what should i be screamin'?" Thinking for a moment, she wondered where the two of them could be alone. I mean, sure, they could use her dorm, but there was a chance people could walk in on them. She doubted Lucia would want to join them, as awesome as that would be. The roof maybe? Sure. Why not. Walking off, Beucette carried Taylor to the roof of the girl's dorm.
Ra turned to look at Ander, and nodded in agreement. Raising his staff, Ra used thunder. This is just in here to make the post not seem quite as short. Yup. Lots of narration. And this marks the point where the rambling is more than the actual content of the post. Yup. It was that short. But aha it doesn't look that way because of the rambling! Man, rambling really makes the post look significantly less bad. i mean, it still looks pretty bad, but you know what? it would look a lot worse so you can eat a dick. Beucette sniffed. There was something in the air. She could smell it. "My lesbian senses are tingling." That's right. there was one in the area. She knew it. But where...? The camera panned out as Beucette sniffed again, about an inch from Taylor's arm, as she had been the whole time. Aha! Found her! Beucette straightened up and looked at her. Man, she looked like she should be partnered with lightning or something. Cute though. "Yo. You seem like a lesbian. Wanna fuck?" Smooth, charming, not overly forward. This was a success waiting to happen. Yeaaaah. The green haired man approached the castle. It was large. Much larger than any picture would lead one to believe. Certainly this had to be the guild hall of Sapphire eclipse. Aias had a rather stoic expression as he walked through the front doors. He payed no mind to the other members of the guild. He would know them soon enough. For now, he simply had to join. He needed to find Evanora, the guild master. She wasn't difficult to spot. Long black hair, sitting in a throne looking smug and slightly villainous, yeah, that was her alright. The man approached, an unchanging expression. "Guild Master Evanora, i presume?" He gave a polite bow. "My name is Aias. I was wondering how i might go about joining your guild." He said, more as a statement than a question.
Beuce turned to look at Kaida as she stammered, saying they had just encountered master yen sid. "Really? I thought that was santa." Beuce said in a tone that made it difficult to tell if he was serious or not. As stratos came out in addition, he pointed at him over his shoulder with his thumb. You know, the one he still had. "Yeah. See? Must be like a dayjob or something. This is a pretty bitchin' sash. It's a shame the real one got turnes to stone. But now we know we just have to complete his endgame, whatever it is."
Ra was tackled by the drake made from ice that Boreal had summoned. He didn't have much choice but to fight it off. "Return to whence you came!" He yelled, thrusting his hand into the icy chest of the beast. From within, fire lit in his palm, causing the drake to radiate with a bright yellow glow. Finally firing off the spell, Ra hopefully shattered the drake completely. If nothing else, getting it off of him.
For Beucette, spending a point in Natsu Buying a titan chain and Spoiler [DOUBLEPOST=1430530335][/DOUBLEPOST]Name: Aias Gender: Male Age (Min of 14): 23 Description: ~ Personality: Rather stoic, doesn't speak overly much, seeks to create balance and peace. Weapons: ~ Which should totally given defense. Why? Because it can. Armor: Yes AS: Barrier surge Fire Surge Sliding Dash Blitz Quick blitz Strengths: Quick thinking, perceptive, able to take charge when necessary, but also step down to let another take command when it's the better option. Weaknesses/Fears: Has a habit of over thinking things, rather bad with social situations. History: Aias was always an unusual fellow. He grew up in one of the worst towns most people have ever seen, full of crime, violence, greed, prostitution, and murder. Yet he never partook in any such things. Instead, he avoided it entirely, choosing to act as though it weren't there. Eventually, he began to view the people there as corrupt, tipping the world into an unstable state, which would eventually cause it to tumble down. So, he left. He needed to see if there was a place untouched by the evils in the hearts of man. Finally, he found Sapphire Eclipse. He seeks to join the guild in hopes to correct the sorry state that people like the ones he grew up with have left things in. Other: Character Build Chosen: Defense Character Build Weakness: Speed spending points in straight Erza defense yo.
Beuce listened intently to Yen Sid's explanation of portal ink. He was usually interested in hearing about magics that he'd never come into contact with before. He knew Yen Sid was a powerful wizard, but to just invent a substance that had the power to just create alternate plains of existence based on memories inscribed? That was something else. If they weren't on such a crucial mission, then he'd probably ask more about magic he'd developed. Maybe that would give him an edge over the elemental guardians, and by extension, Nequa. Beuce nodded in thanks as he gave them their rewards. He knew that the items he gave them held powerful magic. He would be sure to use it. "Thank you." Beuce turned away from the chamber, walked down to the location of the portal, and exited.
Username: Beucefilous Name: Beucefilous (Beetlebeuce) Alexander Age at Death: 26 Appearance (all must be human please): http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/127/b/2/dante_by_Reed260290.png Cause of Death: It was a horrendous accident involving a washing machine, some ketchup, and a whole lot of cold hard vengeance. I cringe thinking of it. How the cause of death affects the afterlife: Incessant need to have things (clothing in particular) be clean. Reason they are Anchored(which your character doesn't know yet, but YOU do): He's missing his left sock.
This orb of flame started coalescing at the tip of his staff, and he could feel the heat radiating off of it, because you know, it's fire. fire is hot. Unless it's Lucien's fire. In which case it's cold. BUT YEAH GIVE THIS MOTHER****ER A ZUKO SCAR. RA USED FIRE RIGHT ON HIS FACE.
Ra used fire. let the mother****er burn
Something kinda came up
The drugs he had been injected with started to wear off. It was a shame they couldn't inject him with a higher dose without risking his health. That boy's immune system was getting in the way of things. India skillfully evaded the objects being thrown about the room. "I see. So your powers are limited to what you are consciously aware of, and cannot act otherwise. Interesting." India chuckled as Colton yelled at him to get out of his head. "Why Colton, what do you mean? I was never inside your head to begin with. Do you fear me that much that i inhabit your fever dreams?" India said, using the persuasive capabilities of his Inception to implant the belief of his words into the boy's mind. It was a powerful skill, though not entirely almighty. He could not dominate one's mind, merely influence it. It wasn't impossible to go against what he implanted any more than it was impossible to stave off an urge to scratch an itch. Though most people didn't realize what was happening well enough to fight against it. "Why don't you rest? I think I've learned what i need to know for the moment." He used his manipulation of emotions to make him feel weary, then pushed him back onto the bed, tying him to it with restraints. Thoughts spun in his head. Could he use his powers if he couldn't see the object? Could he use it on something he didn't believe was there? He left to go and get the scans of his brain activity during the test.
