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Old August 14th, 2011, 03:39 PM
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"See you later, then," Kerin stifled a yawn and turned off the lights adorning the outside area. He turned his head as Fang led Shiro down the stairs, just catching her wave as the two disappeared behind the wall. ... Okay. He grabbed the lights and the two, half-filled bowls from the table and followed everyone down the stairs back into Marisa's room. The music was still blaring, so he turned that off too and pulled his phone from the dock. He left the two bowls on the coffee table and wandered over to the bathroom. Marisa had probably gone to her bedroom or something to get changed.

He yawned again and felt the air pinch his throat uncomfortably. Great. Though, it wasn't that bad. Kerin had been for a week without blood before, though that was definitely an uncomfortable experience. Though, now, if Kerin got a whiff of blood, he'd probably go insane. There wouldn't be any blood until tomorrow though, probably. He drained three cups of water, hoping to dull his thirst (which it didn't) and wandered over to Marisa's bedroom door. Him getting thirsty like this, this quickly, it wasn't what usually happened. Maybe because all the talking he had been doing, all the yelling, all the confrontations. At home, he'd just sit and play his bass for hours on end. Which hardly worked up a thirst.

"Marisa," he knocked on the door frame. "Are you dressed? Can I come in?"
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Old August 16th, 2011, 10:03 AM
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"And now you just made me want to do it even more, Zane." I said as I wiped the icing off my nose while glaring at him. Turning around, I decided to give Mammon a little reminder about the deal they had just made. I still harbored a little curiosity about the techniques that Mammon said would take years to master. "Concentrate" I mumbled, relaxing my shoulders and allowing my body to go limp, save for my legs. In my mind, I imagined four curved lines spreading out from one side of one side of my back, and four others parallel to the first set.

I began to notice a slight strain somewhere in my mind, but I ignored it, pushing it to the back of my mind, and beginning to focus on filling the wings with my own red flames. Again, the strain on my mind returned, this time much stronger, but I had already completed the wing set. About five seconds later, my knees buckled and I fell forward, my wings disappearing as I fell. On my face I wore a expression of shock, as I felt myself descending into unconsciousness. Whilst I was still vaguely, I tried to analyze what had just happened to me.

Before I collapsed I had felt a strain on my mind... that must have been from trying to maintain the shape, as well as the amount of flames I was filling the wings with. I had been impatient, overlooking the number of things that had to be properly set in order to sustain the wings. I understood it a bit better now; the size of the wings depends on your own mental state, and I must've pushed it just a bit outside of my own mental capabilities...pity.
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Old August 17th, 2011, 08:09 AM
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Once on the elevator Amelia had immediately slammed her finger onto two buttons, she was obviously familiar with everything going on here because of her mothers connections to the Gods. She had hit two buttons, one floor directly above the other, and a few moments later the elevator dinged and the doors opened - that was when Amelia nudged Shizu out of the elevator. He turned and looked her directly in the eyes and wondered what exactly was going on inside of that girls head, the elevator doors closing and bring her to her own room. Shizuka returned his focus to himself as he was still pretty soaked, not that it bothered him, and he wanted to change and get ready for whatever was going to happen next. He walked forward and opened the door to his room and saw quite a site that he didn't expect, his room was merely a small room with a bed and enough space to allow someone to comfortable sit without feeling enclosed.

"Oh great. Looks like a college dorm room," said Shizuka out loud to himself. He glanced around the room to take in every detail of it, to his surprise although there wasn't much they had definitely done their research and had found all the essentials Shizu would need to prepare himself for training as well as a well designed room suited to his own interests. There was a small desk off to the left, a giant window outlooking the down pour sat above it, covered in puzzle books and blank paper - a cup filled with sharpened pencils to use with them. A queen sized bed with black, gray and blue linens sat against the wall to the right with a small table next to it, a metal lamp sat upon it. A book case lined the far wall and was filled with books with various titles that Shizuka knew and had already read in the past, but he still appreciated that had given him as much as they had.

"Not bad, but it is expected in my opinion. They are trying to watch me possibly die, so at least they could do was keep me happy the few days I get to relax." Shizuka walked over to the last important piece of the room, his giant walk in closet and opened the doors - it was completely filled with various outfits ranging from formal to informal, as well as training outfits, that fit his taste in clothing. Shizuka began stripping his soaked clothing off one layer at a time and dropped them into a hamper to be taken care of. Shirt, shoes, pants, socks and even his underwear had acted like sponges to the water and absorbed quite a lot - didn't stop the water from dripping from his hair. He quickly grabbed a towel off a shelf and began to dry himself off from top to bottom, once finished he wrapped the towel around his waist and went and sat at his desk. He picked up a pencil and one of the puzzle books that said Sudoko across the top, he skimmed past the ones he deemed easy and found a challenging one and began filling in numbers.

So much I didn't know. So much I should have known, Shizu began thinking to himself as he tried to solve his puzzle. The four worlds mean absolutely nothing anymore, why should they? All they are for is to breed new competitors for the immortal gods to endlessly kill for sheer pleasure. And I came into this competition thinking I had something to aim for to have it ripped out from under my almost instantly? Bernkastel and Amelia. Those two are quite the interesting pair of characters, especially Bern. There's more to her than meets the eye. Amelia on the other hand is pretty easy to read, like any one of the books these gods gave to me. The only thing I can't figure out to myself is why I have such a strong urgency to protect her. And she kissed me! Why the hell did she do that? Either way its time to figure everything out.

Almost as if on command his stomach began to growl at him, he placed a hand on his stomach to help cease the rumbling. Shizuka placed the pencil in the puzzle book on the page he was working on and closed it, standing quickly and returning to the opened closet. He selected an outfit that he deemed would be appropriate for a day of relaxing. He first slid into one of his signature tanks, it was black in color, and then slid on a black button down and buttoned it half way but not tucking it into his pants. His pants were medium faded jeans and they were paired with some light colored boots, he felt completely comfortable but didn't think he was too casual.

"At least these guys got my style choice right."

Enough time had been wasted though and he quickly packed himself a back pack to bring with him just in case he didn't make it back here the way he'd like to. He threw in his puzzle book, a pair of sweat pants, a flashlight, two bottles of water, some extra tank tops and a small umbrella. Then he walked over to the small training chest that had a small note attached that read "as per request." Shizu opened it and found all of his tinkered weapons from over the years, things he'd made over time or thrown together in the heat of a moment, and quickly searched through it. Finding the three items he needed, Shizuka pulled them out: An 8-inched dagger with an engraving on it, a belt filled with throwing knives and a pair of gray night sticks. He slide the dagger into his right boot, the night sticks into his bag and the belt of throwing knives around his waist. His stomach began rumbling again.

"Alright, alright I heard you the first time." Shizuka headed out of the room and closed the door behind him, he reached the elevator and hit the down button. Quickly it arrived and he rode it to his destination, the dining room. A large and beautiful room with quite a large table was before him, he walked around slightly in awe but quickly found a place for his backpack - just as someone walked into the room, a waiter possibly.

"Hello Sir, what can we grab for you from the kitchen."

"Good question, maybe you should ask him" Shizuka laughed as his stomach began growling. The waiter laughed along with him. "I'll just have some fruit to munch on for now until I decide. Some strawberries, grapes and a green apple will be fine." The waiter smiled and nodded and vanished out the door he came.

"H-hello," came a squeak from behind Shizuka. Turning he saw Amelia and he looked her up and down, his first reaction was noticing she had changed IMMENSELY. Wash out jeans and a purple turtleneck was what she had selected, clearly her former appearance prior was not something she herself liked and was forced to do all the time. His thoughts were interrupted by Amelia speaking again and the waiter returning with his cart of fruit.

"I-i'm nervous because I think I made you mad!"

What a silly girl. Shizuka ignored her statement briefly to motion the waiter where to set his food, then returned his attention to Amelia.

"I'm not mad. Yet. I still want that information we discussed earlier and I want to know everything you know about Bernkastel. As I said earlier, it would be pointless to lie seeing as who your mother is you definitely know everything you need to about her. That and the fact I've noticed how friendly the both of you are with each other at certain times." Shizuka paused for a moment to let everything he had said to sink in.

"That however can all still wait, we are allies and I don't make promises I don't intend to keep. I will now be fighting every moment from now until the end of the games to keep you and myself alive, should we be the last to survive we will cross that bridge. Let sit, eat and get to know each other and actually have a conversation - something you should appreciate since I don't have them often. He walked over to where he food waited and began chow down on his fresh strawberries.
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Old August 17th, 2011, 02:08 PM
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Chapter 3 - Natruo The Game Designer - God District

"........"

Painfully, I push against my left shoulder, which, may I add, is supposed to be connected to me. Damn. I was not expecting him to hit my shoulder like that. With a wince, I push until I hear my bones click back into place. Ow. The fight only lasted around five minutes, anyways. I pull out a handkerchief, and dab at my nosebleed. He broke my nose. Crumpled it, really. Every time I touch it, a new wave of pain shoots through. However, I must keep it in place so it heals properly. I raise my foot onto an object in front, and wait for my nose to heal.

"I underestimated you. I was expecting recklessness. Not actual planned moves. This could have gone a lot smoother had I known you actually had a brain." Only when my nose and shoulder have healed, do I look down upon the object I have my foot on. Ryuu. It's a miracle he hadn't blacked out. Blood seeps from the cuts to his face. His broken hand resting against his chest. The first thing I did when I realized he was strategic, was break it. His right fist. Of course, I left the other one alone. I didn't need his boot prints all over me. Cleaning up the blood on my face, I remove my own boot from his stomach. I had the urge to just smush him. Like a bug. That's what all these pathetic demons, angels, vampires, and humans were. Bugs. Pesky bugs that were annoying as Hell.

"However, you overestimated yourself. A demon like you can't beat a God like me. I could kill you instantly if I was permitted to. Although, I'm not, so you get to live. Lucky you." I smirk, and kneel down beside him. His eyes may be closed, but I know he can hear me. I know he's conscious. I take in a long sniff of the scent that covers him. Sweat. Blood. I turn to the bone sticking out slightly from his rib cage. Ew. Silently, I rest my hand a few inches away, and begin to heal the more serious things I did to him. Believe me, I don't care for this guy's wellbeing. I'm doing it, because I have to. Because, I still had a use for Ryuu besides using him as a punching bag. As his bone goes back into place, I talk to him.

"Listen up, Ryuu. I don't give a damn if you think you're the strongest of your district. Because, you're not. And if you really think you can kill Bern with a few punches and kicks, you're damn wrong there as well. I also know for a fact, that you don't have a single alliance. How stupid can you be?" I leave the bruises and smaller cuts on him alone, and tend to his broken hand. "I don't care if you don't want me to, but I'm gonna give you some advice. Train in magic or some sort of long-range weapon. Otherwise, you'll have your butt handed to you on a silver platter. Make alliances with the stronger competitors. Kill off the weak, so that you have the strongest all to yourself for the big fights. So, suggestion, alliances with Bern, Mari, Shizu, and maybe that Raike kid... Feel free to disagree. I'm not making you. However, may I remind you, that you're like a corpse at the moment." I snort, amused.

Chapter 3 - Marisa Ryunatta - Vampire District

As I hopped back into my room, I did something I didn't normally do. I shut my bedroom door. This wouldn't seem like a big deal to others, but... I needed my privacy. I quickly took off Kerin's warm parka, and set it off on the back of a wooden chair. I surveyed my room. "I hate being short," I whispered, walking over moving over to the walk-in closet. As expected, I wouldn't be able to reach the higher shelves without help. Or at the very least, a stool. There were perks to being trapped in a child's body. This was not one of those perks.

Ignoring the higher shelves, I found some fuzzy pink-kitty pajamas in one of the stalls, and began stripping off my summer dress. I threw it whereever, and immediately looked down at my chest. "......." Another bad part of being a child. No breasts. Unconsciously, I felt my body; becoming very jealous of the other girls quite quickly. If I ever made it out of these games alive, I wouldn't be an object of love. I would be an adorable child. I'd never be sexy or beautiful or pretty. I'd always be cute, adorable, and small. I looked weird when I put makeup on, so.... I just lived with the fact I was a child. No earrings. No lipstick. It all looked too weird on me; A girl who appeared to be eight. Shedding off my underwear, I slid on my bottoms first, and then the top. I winced almost immediately. The clothing felt soft and all, but it was a little big on me. Oh well. I'd survive with big jamies. Hearing Kerin knock and call for entry, I quickly gathered my dirty clothing and hid them away.

"Yup! I'm dressed, Kerin-sama!" I ran over to the door, and pulled it open for him. The first thing I did when I saw him, was smile and hold out my arms. "Pajamas!"


Chapter 3 - Mammon - Underworld

"Lovely," Zane snorted, backing off. Well, at least he knew when to stop harrassing... That damn dog! He had horrible timing to be doing this. He always did! Somebody needed to get a leash on him... Maybe Luc-- No wait, he's still in the Human Realm.... Damn. Sniffing, I glared at him. He glared back teasingly. "What~? Don't tell me you're sick of cake, greedy Mammon!" Okay, that's it! I take a step from behind Raike, and grab him by the collar of his shirt. "What was that?!" I raise my fist menacingly. Zane only responds by sticking out his tongue. "Why you--- I am NOT greedy!" I am swinging my fist forward to hit him, when I see.... Flickering? Like that of fire... Great, now what is Raike doing?

I look back, and quickly release Zane. "What're you---?!" Is he an idiot or something? I thought I told him he wasn't ready! Damn human... Damn dog.... UGH. I watch, for the last few seconds, as the flames across his back lick away at the air. He was trying to get wings. Wings of flame. Yeah, like you're gonna get the product you want... Not without my powers, Raike. The power... To manipulate manifestation. The hardest thing I can manifest, is the copy of a human being. Wings would be no problem! But instead, you decide to be impatient and try it out yourself... Good Lord.....

I watch as the inevitable happens; he fails. He fails horribly. A few seconds, and those flickering, weak flames are gone. A few seconds, and he's collapsed on the ground. Zane raises his cake-filled eyebrows at the boy. "Is he an idiot? You two would be good together. A greedy, bloody smoke. And a pyromaniacal idiot... Go get married." I whip my head back at Zane. I've had enough of him. In one quick gesture, I flick him out of the room through the door. I lock them up immediately.

"I thought I told you it was useless. You can't make your 'flame wings'. You're too weak. Sure, you could get them to stay if you trained hard for a year, but do you think you'd be able to use them for flying? Jeez..." I kneel beside him, and gingerly touch his back. Yikes. It's not even warm from the flames... "Hey. Get up." I give him a light shake. "I know you're still conscious. Get up. You'll be fine in a few minutes." I know I'm speaking the truth, because I can already see that the room is bringing back his energy. Warmth is coming into his back.

"Oh, and no way am I marrying you."
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Old August 18th, 2011, 03:05 PM
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Ryuu Akuma was on the ground, below Natruo's massive boot, panting hard. The actual fight had lasted only a little over 5 minutes...at most. Then again, most of Ryuu's fights were quick and to the point, and tend to be over rather fast. This was a prime example. He, like most of his other fighters, believed that Ryuu was a charging maniac, a no-nonsense fighter who planned with his head instead of his mind. And although it was partially true, Ryuu had been in enough fights to know that the mind is a weapon on it's own, and using it isn't weakness, it's more strength.

Of course, it did help that Ryuu would always make it seem that he was nothing more than a stupid maniac, hence his performance against Bern in the train. It was his strategy, for lack of a better word. And although he gave it his all against Natruo, even here, strategy didn't completely help him, and he lost.

Still, it was probably one of the best fights in his life.

"I underestimated you. I was expecting recklessness. Not actual planned moves. This could have gone a lot smoother had I known you actually had a brain."

Ryuu smiled, but kept his mouth shut. Ryuu was smart. He did come from a noble family after all. He just never liked to show it. What good would it do? Ryuu felt his injuries across his body. His right arm was bad, broken. He had been using it the most. Suddenly, Natruo got his boot off of Ryuu's stomach, and continued speaking.

"However, you overestimated yourself. A demon like you can't beat a God like me. I could kill you instantly if I was permitted to. Although, I'm not, so you get to live. Lucky you."

Maybe we'll have another round later, and we'll see who wins, Ryuu thought, still keeping his eyes close. The God was tough, but Ryuu learns quickly, especially from short fights like this. He would have a new strategy to beat Natruo next time.

Ryuu hears as Natruo kneels down and begins healing him. Ryuu doesn't ask why, and quite frankly, doesn't care. It feels good, especially to get rid of some of the serious injuries nagging at him. He listens as Natruo continues to speak.

"Listen up, Ryuu. I don't give a damn if you think you're the strongest of your district. Because, you're not. And if you really think you can kill Bern with a few punches and kicks, you're damn wrong there as well. I also know for a fact, that you don't have a single alliance. How stupid can you be?"

Ryuu is silent as he listens to Natruo.

"I don't care if you don't want me to, but I'm gonna give you some advice. Train in magic or some sort of long-range weapon. Otherwise, you'll have your butt handed to you on a silver platter."

This was the first thing he said, and Ryuu, although he wouldn't admit it, had to agree. He knew he had to get some sort of long range weapon or magic, and he had just the thing in mind...

"Make alliances with the stronger competitors. Kill off the weak, so that you have the strongest all to yourself for the big fights. So, suggestion, alliances with Bern, Mari, Shizu, and maybe that Raike kid... Feel free to disagree. I'm not making you. However, may I remind you, that you're like a corpse at the moment."

Ryuu felt better as Natruo healed up his bigger wounds, leaving the smaller once on him. He preferred it that was as well. But this last bit bugged him, to an extreme. Ryuu was never one for alliances, in fact, he preferred going solo, and he intended to keep it like that. But if everyone was making some sort of alliance, perhaps, Ryuu thought, I should attempt a small ceasefire as well...

But there were two names there that were out of the question to make alliances with, and that was Shizu, who he believed was that angel, and Marisa, who was the Vampire. Ryuu would rather die than ally himself with an angel. He was disgusted by the mere thought. As for the Marisa girl, she was beyond annoying, and to Ryuu, the most worthless piece of crap out of all of the fighters. Even after all of this, Ryuu has trouble understanding why she is ranked as such a strong fighter. Ryuu could literally break her in half.

Ryuu had a similar thought about Raike too, as he did with all humans. But the human impressed him on the helicopter. If anything, he had balls.

As for Bern, although some slight amount of mutual respect has reached, Ryuu still feels unsure about entering an open alliance with her. Still, if it HAD to be anyone, it would be Bern or Raike. Anyone else was just out of the question.

Ryuu sat up, groaning a bit from the minor pain, but shaking it off quick enough.

"Ugh...I'll think about it." He said. He looked at Natruo. "Nice fight...you're alright." He said, as he began to get up. He had a lot to think about. But first...he was hungry. Not for blood...for damn food.
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"Oh and no way am I marrying you." Says Mammon, causing me to grin a bit, turning over to look at her with his eyelids lowered slightly as if he was sleepy. "Who would want to be married to you, Mammon?" Slowly, I could feel my own strength returning to my body, and I began to push myself up until I was leaning on my elbows, still looking kind of drowsy. The mental strain that had existed in my mind a few minutes ago had receded, leaving me with only a minor headache.

I was about to say something when my stomach growled, and I turned to her with a slightly annoyed expression. "Can we do this contract thing so we can go back? I missing dinner as we speak." I stood up, turning my neck side to side, until I heard a satisfying crack from each side. I felt a little colder, but I was warming gradually... so this was what if felt for non fire users... if was freezing! How could they bear it. Without another thought I held out my hand open, and repeated the process of making the whip, only skipping the last part and leaving it as a sword. Using my frustration as my strength, I brought down the sword with just enough force to pierce the barrier that encased the room, and break the tip through the floor, into the room below.

I left it there for a few seconds, hoping he was watching before I wrenched it out, and turned it into a whip, cracking it once, and then condensing it into a red ball of flame, which I hurled at the wall with enough speed to only slightly disturbed the barrier. When I was done, I rolled my shoulders and went to lean against the wall, letting my head hang. Stress relievers. They came in all different type of shapes and forms... this was mine.
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"Looks like your ready for bed then," Kerin smiled back at her. Though something was up with her clothes. Sure they looked warm and cosy, but her pant bottoms dragged a little on the floor. Oh well. Pyjamas were much more comfortable when they were baggy anyways. Kerin let out a yawn and stretched his arms out, exhaling quickly as he felt the sharp air against his throat.

He quickly inspected Marisa's room. It was much like the rest of the floor; large and regal. The bed was enormous, it could probably fit four people in it, and the sheets and quilt lining it looked like it was made from the best of threads. It looked so comfortable, Kerin wondered what the mattress felt like. Probably the softest he had ever felt, though Kerin's experience with beds wasn't particularly long and colourful; a bed he had slept in for 15 years at the church and a dingy bed back in his crappy house. So by the looks of it, this was definitely the best.

"I think... Do you want to sleep now? Because I am beat," Kerin gave Marisa a lazy smile.
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Chapter 3 - Amelia Kunjui - Angel District

"I'm not mad. Yet. I still want that information we discussed earlier and I want to know everything you know about Bernkastel. As I said earlier, it would be pointless to lie seeing as who your mother is you definitely know everything you need to about her. That and the fact I've noticed how friendly the both of you are with each other at certain times."

Oh. Um.

"That however can all still wait, we are allies and I don't make promises I don't intend to keep. I will now be fighting every moment from now until the end of the games to keep you and myself alive, should we be the last to survive we will cross that bridge. Lets sit, eat and get to know each other and actually have a conversation - something you should appreciate since I don't have them often."

So... He wasn't mad at me? I exhale in relief, feeling my muscles lighten. I had no problem telling him what I knew, except... I may not know as much as he thinks I do. Wait. 'I will now be fighting every moment from now until the end of the games to keep you and myself alive, should we be the last to survive we will cross that bridge.' Bridge.... Bridge.... Meaning, we'd die together? Not allowing a winner for the games... My cheeks relate a warmth that comes straight from my heart. What did I do... To make him care that much about me? I was nothing special. He was the special one.

I opened my mouth to speak, but my words were not to Shizuka. They were directed to the servant who was calmly standing beside me. "A peanut butter sandwich, please. Oh, and fries." It seemed like a rather odd supper, but it was perfect. Absolutely perfect. Back at my home, things as trivial as sandwiches were non-existant. It was all the fancy foods. Crab... Chicken.... Roasted pig, especially. Using your fingers to eat anything, was uncalled for. That was what utensils were for. In disgust, I took all of them, and pushed them off to the side.


I turned to Shizuka, and fiddled with my fingers. How was I going to explain anything to him if I was so nervous? Breathe in... Breathe out.... Alright. Much better.

"Th-that's good... I'm n-not a very good liar, anyways..." I mumbled, looking down at the tablecloth. Well... So much for being calm. "The reason behind our b-behavior to eachother... Uhm... Well, There is no way an angel like me could ever go to a different district, e-even with my mother's status... However..." I paused, swallowing hard. "Since Bernkastel i-is a Victor, she was obligated to visit each district for both years... So... We did meet twice. Only for a day each, so it's not l-like we're exactly friends... She didn't do much. She just stayed in the guest room the entire time..." I explained. I wasn't lying, either. She, quite seriously, locked herself in that room. I don't think she even came out to eat. The second she was aloud to leave, she did so. I talked maybe five sentences into her within those two visits.

I pause, watching as a hand extends before me and sets my supper out on the table. I nod back at the servant, and he leaves. I turn my attention back to my food. Ah... Sandwich.... Fries... Perfect! As I scoop up a handful of fries to shove in my mouth, it occurs to me how embarrassing it would be to do that in front of Shizuka. To recover, I take the handful and set them off on the other side of the plate.

"Well, for info on Bern.... She can summon the five demon servants of Lord Ashura...." I began slowly, munching at my fries individually.

Chapter 3 - Marisa Ryunatta - Vampire District

Smiling widely, I looked up at Kerin. His midnight blue eyes grazed over my golden yellow. It was so... Complicated. Just meeting me today... And now he was a personal bodyguard to me. Although it was kind of annoying that he jumped between Ryuu and myself back on the helicopter, It was sweet. Really sweet, what he was doing. He protected and cared for me, like I was his own flesh-and-blood sister. And I liked him too. He was really nice. Probably the first person to be this nice to me in.... A year? Maybe....

*Flashback*

"What are you doing?"


I stand there, watching this new girl with a garbage back inside my grip. We were at the back of the orphanage, where the huge, metal garbage bins were. It had been my turn to clean, so here I was. But why was this girl here with me? I had never seen her face before. A new face. A fresh one. At eleven years old, she looked to have come from some rich family. Why was a rich little girl, here behind the orphanage? We stared at eachother; weighing the other down with our eyes. She was slightly shorter than me, and had this narrow face. Her bright amber hair was pulled back in a ponytail, which made her seem older than she was. Her pansy-purple eyes were wide in shock.

"Y-you're one of those popular girls.... U-um. I was just throwing something out." She whimpered softly. It made me frown. She was scared of me. Well, I guess anyone who wasn't a 'pretty' would be.

I look down at what she is carrying. It was... An instrument? Not any instrument, but a violin. A beautiful violin...! Although, it looked rather worn down. The golden brown paint was chipped off horribly, and some of the strings were rusted and/or broken. Before I have time to answer, she is raising it up to put in the trash.

"W-wait!" I release the bag I had been holding, and take hold of her wrist. She looks at me in horror. As if I had just pulled a gun on her. "Wait," I say a little more softly. I coax her to release the violin into my hands. I had never touched a violin before... I had never played an instrument before, either. This girl was frozen to the spot, as I handled the musical artifact. So beautiful. I look up at her with a friendly smile.

"Can I keep it?"

Confusion furrows her eyebrows together, as she questions me. My existance. My words. Why would anyone want some broken down thing like this? I would want it, because it was pretty. She nods slowly, just to get used to me. To feel that I wasn't like the other 'pretties'. She seems to like that idea, and she ventures on into conversation. The words are curious, and it's like... Like she's tasting each one she says. She's careful how she words things. She asks me music-related questions. Had I ever played before? Was I good? Did I own an instrument? Each answer was a 'no'. She was calming down.

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My mind trails off from that point, to approximately one year ago. Me and her, Asumu, up on the rooftop. We were laughing, with these huge smiles on our faces. Yes. My friend. My best friend. Asumu was the only person I could really feel comfortable talking to. A girl who didn't live at the orphanage, but somewhere nearby. She came every day to visit me. Little by little, teaching me how to play the violin. I could play sad melodies. Melodies of losing both my parents. Melodies of anger, which came from the world inside the orphanage. However, I mostly did happy, jumpy songs. Songs that made my heart flutter in freedom. A song that reeled back every time I saw Asumu. Her unwavering smile, and her smooth black violin.

She played for me. Played these beautiful songs I had never heard before. Slow, complex songs that made tears spring into my eyes. She was an amazing violinist. Almost a prodigy. Each time she picked up that black violin, I was hushed into silence. My ears knew the sound of her playing almost instantly. Her songs too, were of different emotions. I liked her happy songs the best, because she was the only one I knew who could replay those feelings so perfectly into music. I would never be able to achieve her standard. I had only ever been truely happy when I was with her. She knew of many different forms of happiness. She played songs that celebrated a later bedtime. A song if the sky was clear. A song for a birthday. A song for when she was with me.

And a song for the love of her parents.

She was playing that song to me. The song of an unbreakable bond. Her mother and father, tied with so much passion into their only daughter. The movie nights they shared on those rainy days. Those silly faces the father would make to cheer Asumu up when she was feeling down. I would never be able to replicate such a song. Because, I had never felt the warmth of a mother's carressing arms. A father's hand reaching down to pat my head. Instead, his hand was always a fist. Pushing me further and further into the realm of sorrow and abuse...

She stands up, and puts on this serious expression.

"Marisa. You can do whatever song you like. Being perfect at it doesn't matter. As long as you enjoy playing the violin. That is what counts!"

~~~

Before the tears have a chance to get into my eyes, I hop into the huge bed. Ah.... It was so soft. The flannel sheets and the fluffy pillows... I crawl underneath the layers of blankets, and urge Kerin to do the same. Knowing, that I will probably have the nightmare again tonight. That same nightmare scarred into my mind.

"Uuu... Please sleep with me, Kerin-sama...." Was I pleading? In my mind, I was. I needed him here with me. I wanted to cuddle against him. Maybe then, those horrible images would go away. Maybe then, I would be able to have a night where no tainted memories surface.

Chapter 3 - Mammon - Underworld

I watch him grin. Eh, so the boy lives... Good Lord. He better not be as stupid as I just saw him be, ALL the time. Yet, he was funny. Very funny, haha. (<--Sarcastic) I gape at his first sentence, showing a fake insulted look. "That's mean, Raike!" I purse my lips together, and watch him get up slightly. Oh jeez. "People who appreciate good looks! Now, are you done proving your point by dropping dead? You gave me a heartattack!" I continue on, jabbing my finger into his chest.

And for the second time today, I am annoyed beyond comprehension.

"Mammmmmmmmoooooonnnnnnnnn~!" A voice high and squeaky enters my ears, and I immediately cover them. I would know that voice anywhere. She was just as bad as Zane! What day was it today? Annoy the Hell out of Mammon day? GAWD.

I look over in irritation towards the door. She hadn't come in yet, but I can still hear her loud and clear. Locks wouldn't mean anything to her. You could have the highest-grade protection and security and she would still get in. Who was this person I was talking about? Alice. My eyes are still trained on the door, when she bursts in. A demon younger than myself. If you based her appearance off of her annoying voice and behavior, you were dead wrong. She may look young, but she's dressed like a freaking business woman! Dark, olive green eyes look at me accusingly. And, I know exactly why they are like that.

"Mammon! Did you steal one of my plushes again?!" She says automatically, hands on her hips. Her curly blonde locks of hair spill across her shoulders in perfect rings. Too perfect. And don't get me started on the description of her clothing. Again, business-like. A cuffed black shirt, with a matching tie. The skirt is black, as well, but has more of a school-girl quality to it. The huge bow on the side of her head makes her seem more childish. It's like they took a human career woman, and then mushed her into the personality of a ten year old.

"Alice, I don't have time for you today. Get lost." I growl, speaking out my irritation rather well. However, she doesn't seem to get that I'm busy, and she continues.

"Maaaaaammmmooooonnnnn! Give it ba-Oh!" She notices Raike for the first time. "Ohhhhhhhhhh~ I get it now!"

"What is there to get?! I said get lost!"

She does this cute little smile, and backs up. "I'm gonna tell Luci~!"

"Tell him what?! That you got another elephant plush? Don't bother because that thing's head will be off before you can say "N" and "O"!"

"That you got a new boyfriend, of course! I'll go now so that you can do your thing with him~!"

I gape. Why was everyone coming to the conclusion that I was with Raike for THAT reason?! Damnit! "Don't you dare! He's-"

"Nyahnyahnyah~ I can't hear you~!"

"AAAAAALLLLLIIIICCCCEEEE!"

She's quick to leave my room before I can snap her head in half. Damnit. I grab Raike by the back of his collar, and begin to drag him. An embarrassed, yet infuriated blush covers my cheeks. "We're leaving!" I open the door that Alice just hid behind, and chuck the human into the other room.

When I close the door behind me, we are no longer in the Underworld, but.... An elevator? An elevator that Raike should find suitable. Looking over at the buttons, we are currently on the lowest floor of the Human's tower.

"Go ahead, press Fausto's room." I say, gesturing to the controls.

Chapter 3 - Natruo The Game Designer - God District

"You'll think about it, huh?"

I don't bother raising myself off my one knee. If he attempted to hit me, I could pull his legs out from under him. This boy was just lucky I went easy on him. I could have used magic. I could have made him see horrible illusions. But, I decided I liked him. He was a fighter, and maybe... Someone who would give Bernkastel a hard time. I knew he wouldn't be able to lay a finger on her right now, but if he trained in the right things during his time here, he could, quite possibly, injury Bern.

Finally, I stand up. My neck cracking slightly. I was a little sore, but nothing that my exceptional healing couldn't handle.

"Nice fight...You're alright."

I smirk, crossing my arms over my chest. "Same to you," I pause, thinking things over in my head. Hm... "Hey. If you want, I'll teach you a magic that Bern doesn't know. A special magic, that will make Bern fight all-out against..." I offer up. I just hoped this caught his attention. I wasn't lying, because there was a certain type of magic the witch was unable to learn. A magic that was her weakness.

"Training starts in nine hours. See you." Of course, I wouldn't give him that kind of power for free. I was, after all, the Game Designer. He'd have to pay up at some point. And wheither all the contestants knew it or not, the games had already started.
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"Sure, okay," he nodded at her. He kicked his shoes off and looked at his own clothing for half a second again. Hoodie, jeans, rock necklaces, t-shirt, socks, cuff bracelet. He pulled off the hoodie, dumping it on the floor and rubbed his fingers together. He felt a little gross, though he didn't smell. Not the same could be said about his shirt, which had absorbed several different things; rain, sweat, Marisa's tears, mucus, saliva and probably other assorted bodily fluids. If he was alone, he would just sleep shirtless, but he doubted that was appropriate in this kind of situation. He would probably get cold anyways.

"Uh, give me a second, okay?" He picked up his hoodie and whisked himself off to the bathroom. When he got there, he turned on the sink and let it run, slowly peeling the cuff off his wrist. He thrust his hand under the tap and washed it thoroughly, splashing water up to his face every now and again. Then, he splashed some water on his shirt, scrubbing with his palm at the parts that seemed dirty. When everything was clean enough, he turned the tap off and inspected his hands. His knuckles were scarred, which wasn't unusual (the unusual thing was the lack of fresh wounds). He rubbed his hands together and moved his eyes down to his wrist, his right one specifically. He ran his fingers over it as he counted the small holes on the inside of his wrists; one, two, three four. He sighed heavily and buckled his cuff back on; his self pity could wait for another day.

Pulling his coat back on and zipping it back up, he rejoined Marisa in her bedroom. He walked to the other side of the bed and hopped in, pulling the covers over his feet. Yep, he was right, this was definitely the best bed he had ever been in. He shuffled his shoulders and got comfortable, sliding near enough to Marisa that he wasn't on the edge of the bed, but far enough that he wasn't sitting on top of her. He exhaled through his nose.

"Um," Kerin started, then closed his mouth. How did Dana and Quinn (it was so weird to think the name, but not puke in his mouth) get to sleep when they had a rough night? Warm milk was usually a good option, though Kerin knew for a fact that warm milk would not make any difference. Extra blankets were good too, but this bed was plenty warm. From his own experience... Manuel had always told Kerin stories. A singular story, actually. Hum. "Did you want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

"Mew, sure," she gave him a short nod. Kerin rubbed his eyes. It had been a while since he had heard it, but he could never forget it. How could he? It was the story of how he met his dad.

"Once, there was a sad, little boy," Kerin started, trying to mimic Manuel's tone. "This boy didn't know where he was from or who his parents were, only that he was here and alone in the world. One day, a priest found the boy. He could see the boy was sad and alone in the world but only because the priest was sad and alone in the world too. So the priest and boy went home together so that they were both no longer sad and alone in the world. Soon, the boy would call the priest 'Father' and the priest would call the boy 'Son'. The priest took in many other sons and daughters so that they too were no longer sad and alone in the world. The boy grew with his new brothers and sisters until he was no longer a little boy anymore. They laughed together, they cried together, they loved together. They called eachother 'Family'. They were home." Kerin smiled. That was where Manuel stopped and said goodnight to him. It was a pretty crappy story, but Kerin enjoyed hearing it over and over again. It was as if he was seeing his baby photos after they had been pulled out of the top cupboard. It was nostalgic and it felt good. But, that wasn't the end of the story anymore. Kerin exhaled and continued. "But the happiness would not last forever."

"One night, disaster struck the town they lived in. Two lovers attacked and fed of others who lived in the town. As the lovers grew close to the boy and his family, the boy stepped in front to protect them," Kerin coughed a little as he could see the images, clear as day in his head. It had been so long. Yet, he didn't feel uncomfortable about telling the story (the alchemy, he thought). So, he continued. "The lovers and the boy fought, but the struggle did not last. After cutting his wrist, they left the boy and his family. They left the town. Though they were gone, they left a little of themselves behind."

"The boy became sick. He turned pale, his eyes grew dark, his skin went cold and he became terribly thirsty. A thirst that could not be quenched with water. His family tried their best to help him and make him better but nothing worked. Then, the next night, the boy's thirst took over. He, like the lovers, attacked his family though nobody was there to protect them this time," Kerin stopped for a second and blinked, swallowing hard. "The boy killed his brother. When the boy realised what he had done, he left his home and promised he would never return, not until his thirst was gone for good."

"There once was a sad boy. This boy didn't know where he was from or who his parents were, only that he was here and alone in the world," Kerin's eyes shifted to his feet. Wait, that's not how stories ended. Stories always ended happily! He didn't want to give Marisa nightmares after all. "But, the boy found friends in the strangest places. He made his own family with his friends." Argh, what else? Happy end, even if it was ridiculous! "Then the boy and his friends overcame a lot of challenges and found out a way to make the boy better again. So he wasn't sick and wasn't thirsty! Then they all went home and saw the boy's real family and everyone was okay and his brother was actually alive and just fell asleep for a long time. So then they had a giant feast with lots of meat and potatoes and ice cream and toffee and everyone lived happily ever after."

Kerin looked over at Marisa, giving her a bright smile. It wasn't really a fake ending, it was what Kerin really wanted.
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Shizuka watched Amelia as she appeared stuck in thought, she was a very pretty girl especially when her mind was running away with itself. Amelia began to speak but it was not to him, a servant had appeared behind them and Amelia made her request for some food.

"A peanut butter sandwich, please. Oh, and fries."

Shizuka laughed to himself and let a smirk slip, what a strange meal for one to get - more so the mixture of the too, not the individual items. He quickly washed the face reaction away so as not to show too much emotion yet, he wanted her to feel the need to be afraid so she would just go with whichever way he lead her. Bernkastel was the key to these games now and this beautiful young woman was the key to getting to her, the simple fact that he also wished to see no harm to her helped make that decision very easy. Finally Amelia was ready and began to speak to him, his attention focused on to her every word immediately.

"Th-that's good... I'm n-not a very good liar, anyways...the reason behind our b-behavior to eachother... Uhm... Well, There is no way an angel like me could ever go to a different district, e-even with my mother's status... However..."She paused and swallowed, her nervousness was covering her face like words on a page in a book. "Since Bernkastel i-is a Victor, she was obligated to visit each district for both years... So... We did meet twice. Only for a day each, so it's not l-like we're exactly friends... She didn't do much. She just stayed in the guest room the entire time..."

Bernkastel visited all of the districts, Shizu began saying in his head, Twice. Shizuka thought back to the last two Reapings and tried to figure out when exactly she could have come.

There had to have been a commotion about it. Or is the government that corrupt and secretive that they didn't even make her presence in our district known? This demon is very unique. I need to meet her as soon as possible. Just then was when Amelia's servant had returned with her food and placed it in front of her, she quickly began picking at the fries. Just as she began munching down a couple of them she cleared her throat and spoke through a covered mouth.

"Well, for info on Bern.... She can summon the five demon servants of Lord Ashura...."

Shizuka just stared at her with a suddenly puzzled look. What the hell are the five demon servants of Lord Ashura?! Shizuka quickly recovered and acted as if merely hearing what she just stated didn't confuse and put him a little on edge.

"And those would be?"
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As Ryuu slowly began standing once more, he heard Natruo speak again.

"Same to you,"

Ryuu didn't respond at that. Natruo might not have known it, but Ryuu had a big problem with allying with anyone, especially given the circumstance of the whole idea. Getting comfortable with someone just so he could kill them later wasn't something Ryuu was fond of.

"Same to you," The Game Designer said. There was a paused for a while, before he spoke again. "Hey. If you want, I'll teach you a magic that Bern doesn't know. A special magic, that will make Bern fight all-out against..."

Ryuu looked at Natruo once more, absorbing what he had just said. It was at that moment he realized the difference between them. A big one, in the eyes of Ryuu. Natruo was strong, and a good warrior. He could fight, as Ryuu could, and wasn't a pushover like the many Ryuu had fought before. But Ryuu had one thing he wasn't sure this "god" had: pride. It was prideful to use your own abilities, your own strength when entering into a contest against powerful foes. It would be considered honorable to fight and die, if need be, based on your own abilities. And although the demon was willing to do whatever he could to win, and kill, he would never accept help on a level like this. In the end, he would beat them, and he would do it with his fists, his technique, and his abilities, not the ones taught by a person who evidently looked down upon the pure race of demons.

Ryuu felt himself get angered a bit by this, but by his better judgment, refrained from any action. He had self control when he needed to have it. He just usually felt it was unnecessary to have it. In the end, he would take the advice of Natruo, and train in a longer range weapon, as was his plan before, as he had already picked one out. But he would refuse to learn petty magic abilities that weren't his own abilities. It would hurt his pride if he didn't win this with his own abilities.

There was one more thing that was evident from his exchange with Natruo. Despite all of their superior knowledge, the god seemed to not know much about Ryuu, something he planned for, and of which it succeeded. They had, as he was sure most of the other challengers had, accepted him as the unrelenting brute, a fact he would like to continue to display, all until the fights began.

Ryuu walked out of the building a little after Natruo, and proceeded to his own room. He noticed across the path was knocked down items and doors from when he was in his blood rage. He smiled a bit, as he realized he had no recollection of coming to the building, only a blank blur. As he walked back, he realized something advantageous. The contestants, and the Gods, were actually falling for Ryuu's "persona", rather perfectly in fact.

Cameras fluttered around the god's district, and displays of statistics and victors were all across, but ultimately, they didn't know much about Ryuu other than what they vaguely heard. They know he could use his fists, but they didn't know he was left handed. They know he was from a noble family perhaps, but they didn't know that he used their knowledge to his own advantage. They know that his wings are gone, but that doesn't mean that he can't "fly".

But his secret skills would be enough if he doesn't gain some strength in the long-range category of fighting. Then, he would be a complete warrior. Although the offer to get a magic that would defeat Bern was flattering, Ryuu knew he would already decline. He refused to use any abilities except his own. It was his way or no way, all the way.
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Chapter 3 - Amelia Kunjui - Angel District

I pause. Not because I don't want to tell him, but because I don't know what to tell him. I knew only a few facts on them because of my Satanist classes back home. Most of the other teenagers wouldn't normally take this class, but it was protocol for me. Well, that wasn't exactly true. There were books and references inside history classes, but not anything worth-while. The servants were hidden from history. It was all 'Satan did this' or 'Satan murdered this person'. The servants were kept hidden for a reason. Because it was government related. So... What could I tell him? I watch the rest of the servants retreat into the kitchen. Now.

"The main servant is Lucifier. His manipulation is destruction, and he makes hurricanes, tornados, tsunamis... He is the most powerful of the five. Mammon controls manifestation, and she can make anything and everything with the snap of a finger. Zane is the embodiment of fear. He gives nightmares and things to be feared. Alice is the demon servant of illusion. She makes mental diseases and hallucinations. Lastly, there is Vergil. He controls wisdom, and he knows everything. Past, present, and future." I say this all at once. It was like those drills the teachers put me through, where I had five minutes to do a speech on what I had learnt. "The Demon Lord is Ashura," I add quickly, just in case he didn't know.

What else was there...? I pick at my food carefully; thinking about everything I just told him. Hopefully it wasn't some big secret or something.... Or actually, Bern never left the government building at all during her time at our district. Did that mean that the citizens didn't know of her presence? Was that because of the Gods? Maybe what she said on the helicopter was true. A rebellion. "Oh, I don't think anyone outside the government knew that Bernkastel was visiting all the districts... However, three years ago on the fifth Population Games, it was a huge deal and everyone knew when the Victors were doing their tour..." Maybe this will prove useful for him. I don't know. His mindset was really weird...

I take a few bites from my sandwich; doing the usual programmed habit of swallowing before speaking. "Not very many people know about the servants, either. And that the name of the Demon Lord is Ashura... Ashura is referred to as Satan in most cases. Government, priests, and dark magicians are the only ones with knowledge on them..." I think for a bit. Ah... Then how did Bern know of them enough to make contracts with them? Oh! I look back to the first time Bern became Victor. The reunion... "Bern's mother is an angel priestess who lived in our district. She owns that huge church beside the government building.... She was allowed to move into the Demon District when Bern became Victor. Bern was raised by her father ever since the Gods took over. Her father is a dark magician." So Bern had a bunch of different ways on learning about the Underworld demons... I suppose that made sense on her title. "Bern's a dark magician as well, obviously... The Seven Day Witch, I think. Anyways, magicians get titles based on their specialties."

Chapter 3 - Bernkastel Vermillia - Demon District


"The security is that bad, huh?"

I lower my glass down as the familiar voice calls out to me from behind. A male voice with some years growing on it. I look away from the flashing television, to the voice inside the dark room. He throws what appears to be a jacket on the side of the couch, before moving over. I know who he is, because I've met up with him exactly ten times starting now. Six with public appearances we had to make together. The other four were situated here. In secrecy.

"It's not that... It's-" He cuts me off; chuckling as his personality calls for.

"... It's because you're too good. But isn't it a bit late, Bernkastel? I know you can't help it, but you should at least try to sleep..."

"You know I can't, Venius... I've tried multiple times without much success." I toss him a glass of wine, and he catches it perfectly; not spilling a single red drop on the expensive flooring of his house. That's right. I'm no longer in the Training District. I am, quite literally, in the heart of the God's District. It was an easy trip to make. Even with all the high-tec cameras, guards, and whatnot... It was a harder challenge to get out of bed in the morning.

He sighs lightly, and looks towards the program I am watching. "The weather? Would it kill you just to watch something normal for once?" His face is censored by the darkness of this room. Because, of course, he doesn't use his fancy light fixtures. Maybe it was because they didn't hold any use for him?

"Yes, it would..." I say blankly, swinging my glass up to finish the alchohol. Venius had gotten used to it, so he doesn't comment. "In any case, may I see the script?" He hands the papers to me without a second of hesitation, and I flip through them. "....." I set them on his lap. "And the clothes?"

"Do you know how hard it is to find chunks of sapphire these days?"

"Borrow some from my house. Just remember to disable the traps. I don't need a repeat of last year's incident-"

"That flamethrower made me bald!"

"Yes, and a bald Venius is a creepy Venius. That also doesn't mean you should grow out hair everywhere..." I eye the small beard I can see from the minimal television light. He grumbles at me to 'bug off' and I surpress a smile.

"I'll shave before the big day. Don't worry... Beards are supposed to have health benefits."

"Like what? The food that gets caught in one can be used as a snack later?" I wonder if he'll take me seriously.

"Would you rather I have a mustache?"

"Just make sure it's black and curly."

We are doing this with straight faces, so when we hear someone cough on the other end of the room, I can't help but smile. Venius laughs out.

"I can't believe you two. I'm trying to plan twenty-four deaths, and you're talking about mustaches behind my back...? Bern, I now promise to make something that resembles them, and have them attack you."

"Fine... How did his test go?"

And in the darkness, I see Natruo's fist come out, to give me a thumbs down.

Chapter 3 - Marisa Ryunatta - Vampire District

My mind was screaming that that was probably the worst ending ever, but... It was a story Kerin made. Probably on the spot. She looked at Kerin curiously, before smiling widely. "I wanna be that boy's friend!" Snuggling up to Kerin, I closed my eyes. Maybe with the help of his story, and him being here, the nightmares would go away. But... When the nightmares came that night, the happy boy shifted into a blur of blood.

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"Give it back! Please!" Anira cried out helplessly. Her hands reached out into the sky desperately. Desprate to get back her precious item. However, the bully only held it higher. Higher. I was there, looking on. I couldn't help her, because I was being held back. Held by two people who were my 'friends'. My 'clique'. My 'pretties' clan. The rude, bullying girls who got away with harrassment. I was not them. I may have been considered pretty or cute, but I wasn't a bully. I would never do anything to hurt anyone.


"Please! My mama gave that to me!" She reached out further.

"Oh look~ The snobby rich girl's mommy gave this to her!" The girl, several years older than me, waves the case around mockingly. Anira's violin case. I knew for a fact that that violin WAS given to her by her mother. A beautiful black violin with the most astonishing sounds replicated through her work. The other two holding me back, laugh. Anira is crying now. That was the exact reaction they wanted. However, they decided to push her further over the edge. "Who needs something so worthless? It belongs in the trash!" The bully's arm extends back over the railing. Today was a very bad day to hang out on the rooftop. Dangling by two fingers, was her violin case.

"No! Music is not worthless! That violin isn't worthless!" Anira pleads.

"Oh? Then prove it!" The girl drops the case from her grip. And, the outcome of this is unstoppable. Anira, throws herself off the railing to catch the case. I pull away from the two girls in horror, and look over the edge; desperate to find my best friend. I spot her. Inside one of the huge garbage bins. She's hugging the case close to her with eyes closed. Oh God.

"Anira! Get out of there! Watch out!" I cry out. But it's too late. The words are too late. The two long pieces of metal are already folded into the slots, and the garbage bin was being lifted into the air. By a garbage truck.

"Marisa!" She screams out. But I can't help her. I can only scream at the driver to stop. He can't hear me. Blasting out of his radio, is music. He doesn't notice us, and he doesn't notice that he just dropped my best friend into the back along with garbage. The bullies are laughing and pointing, like this was some joke. But I knew what happened next. What all garbage trucks did when they finished unloading a bin.

I watch, as the walls begin to move in on either end of the truck. Anira is screaming for help. Trying to get out. She throws out her arms and manages to grab something on the top. Her violin, tightly in the grasp of her left hand. "Help me! Marisa!" She screams out more. Both of us are screaming now. Screaming desperately at eachother. But when I scream out "You'll be alright, Anira!" I don't get a reply back. Only the crushing of bones and blood shooting out.

I regret looking down once the walls retract. I regret being there at all. I regret having been friends with her. Because what I see when down there, is not my best friend. But A broken, dismembered body of some poor little girl. Limbs unrecognizable as arms or legs... A face while I don't remember. The only thing that shows that she was once there, is the violin case; unscathed and throws off of the trucks roof. As the truck drives off, I stare at the violin case in horror. It sits there on the cement. Abandoned forever by it's owner.
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"I wanna be that boy's friend!" Marisa said as she snuggled into Kerin's chest, closing her eyes. Kerin held her close and sighed as he felt her slowly fall asleep. It was kind of relaxing, feeling her exhale and fall into a deep sleep. The last breath before the body went into standby. It was kind of beautiful. Kerin closed his own eyes and leant his head back against the pillow, drifting off.

"Me too."

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"You should probably come home soon," Quinn said to Kerin as they walked through a endlessly long corridor, lined with thousands of doors. He couldn't see much else other than Quinn and his red, messy hair, blue eyes and unmistakable freckles. Kerin nodded along. He probably should. He had been away a long time. He was home sick. He missed his family, his room, his bed, his home.

"Soon, I promise," Kerin nodded again. He peeked into the windows of each door as they passed by. Each one was filled with different things. Though Kerin only saw about 3 seconds of each room, he knew exactly what was in them. A snowy bridge, a set of swings, a church, a ravaged town, a bloody room, a dingy house, a large tower, a small doll,. He could explain them all, but knew not where to start. He looked down at his hands. They were red. Not red paint, not red lights, not red sauce, but the pigment itself had changed colour. Like he had slapped his hands together one too many times.

Shadowy figures stood at a distance in the corridor, their faces a blur. But they grew closer as, the figures were instantly recognisable, though their names eluded Kerin. But it was a witch, hunter, a doll and a courtesan. The hunter and the courtesan nodded and split off, both leaving through a door. The witch held the doll in her arms, like a baby. The doll looked fragile, with pure skin and blonde hair.

"Keep her close," the witch gave the doll to Kerin, who accepted it with a nod. Though as the witch let go of the doll, its porcelain skin broke, but behind was the skin of a person; an unconscious girl. Kerin looked at the witch. "She's fine, you can bring her back to life."

"Just don't leave her alone like you left me," Quinn nodded and took the girl's hand. She awoke and hopped out of Kerin's arms. "Bring her to visit us, I want another sister. Everyone's a lost toy." He let go of the doll and she turned back to porcelain, falling to the ground. Quinn also fell, his face now morphed into a teddy bear. Stuffing was poking out of its neck, a slash on its body and its stitching on its limbs and eyes were loose. A lost toy. Suddenly, Kerin felt his surroundings grow large, the witch towering over him as he, the teddy and the doll grew small. Kerin looked at his hands again; they were no longer red. Instead, they were dark and clawed. He felt his body grow limp and he collapsed next to the doll and the teddy.

"I need new toys too," the witch picked the toys up, studying each of them in her hands. "The doll and the teddy need a guard, so a lost soldier helps them, but the soldier forgets himself and becomes a wolf."

"Aren't you being a little drammatic, Kerin?" the bear stared at him.
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Ryuu wandered around a bit in this unfamiliar place. Wondering where the hell he was supposed to go. It was times like these that he wished he would listen more, and know the damn locations. It was angering Ryuu, and quickly. He slowly began to make groans, and then they grew louder into outright screams. Finally, he ran into what he believed to be a servant. Ryuu spoke only one word to him.

"Food." He said. The person guided him to where they were holding diner.

The path there wasn't very long, but Ryuu cared not for his surrounding as he entered there. All he stared at was the servant's shoes, which would guide him to his location.

Finally, they arrived, and Ryuu walked into the room. It had a regal look about it, red and black colors across. Ryuu sat down in a chair placed there, and spoke once more, his voice filled with a sense of superiority.

"Meat. All you've got. Steaks, Veal, anything and everything." He said.

The food had arrived quicker than expected. Ryuu reached for the fork and knife next to him, but then stopped himself. If he was going to play the part of the mindless animal, it would be better if he eat like one as well. Even though the others may or may not be around, servants might talk amongst each other as well, and perhaps act as spies. Ryuu had no way of knowing for sure. He is from a noble family, and is familiar with all of the dining etiquette, but he decided against it now. Placing his utensils down, Ryuu grabbed the meat with his hands and began to eat.

"Not bad." He said out loud, enjoying the food in front of him.
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It wasn't long after Zane had left before another obstacle decided to show up. This one had a voice high enough to shatter windows, and she would have, had there been any windows in this room. She burst in, uninvited, looking no taller than a four year old, but dressed like she was the CEO of some major company. She didn't notice me, or at least acted like she didn't for the first part of her visit, claiming that Mammon had stolen some kind of plushy or something. Her blonde haired head turned to me, and her face morphed into a mischievious grin and assumptious eyes.

"Oooooooooh, I get it now..." She says still grinning and edging towards the door slowly, while Mammon stands there looking as if she wanted to impale the girl on a wall of spikes.

"What's there to get?! I already said get lost!" Says Mammon, literally shaking with anger and annoyance. The girl grinned, responding in her same playful tone, "I'm going to tell Luci." Mammon tried to make a threat, but it seemed to have no effect, as the girl disappeared beind the door without another word, leaving Mammon and I alone once more. Before I could say anything, Mammon turned to me, a embarrassed/infuriated blush on her face growling," We're leaving!"

She grabbed the collar of my jacket much to my own annoyance and began dragging me towards the door, and when she got there, opened it and threw me in. Only whatever had been behind it before was gone, and in the place was now a room I remembered as the elevator of the Human District, my own. I stood up, dusting myself on and glaring at her, before abiding by her instructions and pressing the button for Fausto's room, the first one. As I felt the elevator begin to ascend, I placed an emotionless expression on my face, attempting to prep myself for what I was about to do.

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Chapter 3 - Bernkastel Vermillia - Demon District

Even with Ryuu's animal-like behavior of eating, he didn't snag so much as a two-second look from the servant. Most, being the five outside the kitchen, glanced once in his direction and that was it. They didn't give out any expression or motion that Ryuu was bothering them. In fact, they were acting as though it was a normal occurance. They didn't show signs of fright or disgust. More like, content. What were these servants? That obeyed without question, and expressed no personal feelings to the outside? Of course, they were God servants. Superior just like the entire species. Not that they believed they were higher than demons, but higher than the servants that served the demons back at their district.

"......." The door leading out to the huge balcony connected to the dining room, opened with hardly a sound. Just a little squeak. A form in their usual attire, black and white, moved past Ryuu's seating to sit across from him on the other side. Who could come so close to this giant, without being the least bit caring? Their calm, blank expression said absolutely nothing on what they were thinking. They weren't looking at him like an enemy. Quite opposite with everything that had happened on the helicopter. Actually, they had every right to show spite to Ryuu. That being said, it wasn't like it was a kind gaze. So... What was it if it wasn't kind or spiteful?


Well, that's Bernkastel for you.

The witch settled herself into her seat; uncaring of the person across from her. For once, her hat was adjusted accordingly. Up just enough so that her eyes could be seen. Her hands, folded politely on her lap. Really, she was like a doll. Very beautiful, with eyes like a void. Even her clothing was doll-like. Who in this day and age would wear a blouse with a long skirt? Not to mention the hat. Wasn't that just a bit too cliche' for a witch?

"Surprise me," Was she talking to Ryuu? Perhaps not, because immediately after, two servants slid themselves into the kitchen. When they returned, they had her meal out on their trays. Setting it before her, it was a rather elegant platter. A chicken breast with some sort of orange sauce. Half a dozen baked baby potatoes, with a side of rice. The other servant placed a wine glass onto the table, and expertly poured a red liquid into it. It must have been alchohol, because that's what it smelt like. Alchohol. She was a teenager, and the servants were serving her an adult drink? Oh whatever. I suppose the two-time Victor got special treatment...


"Thank you," She mumbled quietly, staring at her meal. It took her a while to even raise her hands. It was actually kind of mockingly funny. The noble was eating like a slob, while the witch was eating like some sort of etiquette-crazed lady. Using the jillion utensils spread out, she ate her meal in a clean manor, without paying much attention to Ryuu. Was she ignoring him?

"....." As she came close to finishing her chicken and rice, she paused. Quietly, she placed her utensils back into their proper places, and reached over past her dish. Returning with her wine glass, she gave a gentle sip. "...." She looked at the glass for a moment in confusion, and set it down. What she did next, was completely surprising. Completely odd. Completely... Insane.

She reached past her end of the table, and grabbed a piece of steak Ryuu had just set down for a millisecond. With his bite marks prominent on it's surface, her fingers brought it to her mouth, and she bit directly onto Ryuu's markings. What happened to all her fancy etiquette?! Was she insane? Perhaps, perhaps not. Without a word, she finished the steak which had originally belonged to Ryuu, picked up her utensils, and began eating her potatoes like nothing happened.

Chapter 3 - Mammon - Underworld

Holding my forehead in annoyance, I took a few breaths to calm myself. Right... Okay. Who knew Alice and Zane could be so...? Whenever I had a new male contractor, they would always assume things that were... Ugh never mind. In any case, I had better steer clear of Alice for a bit. Let her find that plush underneath my bed for all I cared! As for Zane... He better not be smelling like cake next time I see him... Ew. That would be really gross. And I wasn't greedy! I just happened to like having things. A lot. Especially sweets and weapons. Did that make me greedy? I think not. Zane was just obnoxious. Alice was a pain the rear. Vergil was... Ah, did he even count? And Lucifier was the only sane one. So cool... So strong... So... ACK. I immediately change myself into a long, pointed dagger, and clip myself to Ryuu's sleeve. The elevator has stopped, and we are now facing the small hallways that spaced Fausto's door to the elevator. A very convienient little room that could have saved me an exposure.

"I hope you're not planning on cooking him like a piece of bacon." I comment. "You strike me as the type...."

When we finally did get inside Fausto's room, it was surprising to see that he was actually here. I was, in honesty, expecting him to be elsewhere, and we would have to wait for him to return. Instead, the lights are off. Even the curtains are pulled back over the sliding glass door leading outside. The darkness is vast, but from the light peeking back behind us from the room we exitted, we can see a sort of window of sight. This cone of light in Fausto's room, held what appeared to be the clothing he had worn previously. Just dumped in the middle of the room for a maid to pick up. Also in this light, was the target.

Sleeping peacefully in his bed, was Fausto. Hair damp from a shower, and wearing short-sleeved pajamas of a sort. He must have not expected anyone to come in while he was dressed like this, because for the first time, his wrists are exposed. Ten even, slightly fresh cuts to each wrist.
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Ryuu ate silently as he filled his mouth with another bite of the meat. He didn't look up for an instant as the waiters brought him more meat a little later. Evidently, what happened next, not even Ryuu would expect.

He noticed as Bern walked passed him and sat right on the opposite side of where Ryuu was sitting. At first, no words was spoken, as Ryuu stared he down, trying to figure out what she was doing. Finally, Bernkastel spoke, but it was not to him.

"Surprise me," she said, and the waiters went into the kitchen. Ryuu took one more look at the waiters, before returning his gaze to the woman on the opposite side of him. A flood of emotions filled Ryuu, most prominent of which was anger, confusion, and intrigue. Most of all was the intrigue. Few often even approached Ryuu, but Bern went so far as to sit right by him, and then outright ignore him. Ryuu didn't know whether to be pissed or impressed.

After a moment longer, Ryuu decided to do as she did, and pay her no mind. Her food was eventually brought out in front of her, including a glass of wine. Bern accepted the meal, and began to eat. Ryuu placed another of his steaks on his plate for a moment as he took a large gulp of his own wine, finishing it completely.

What happened next was even more unexpected. Bernkastel reached over at the steak Ryuu had just placed down, and began to eat it. Ryuu looked at her, his expression a combination of confusion and a bit of anger. He silently stared at her as she ate the same way he did, finishing his steak, before finally picking up her utensils again and continuing with her meal. For a moment, it looked like Ryuu was about to get up and smash Bern's face in. But in all honesty, Ryuu was actually quite amused. Instead of a usual reaction expected of him but the others, if they were there, Ryuu began to laugh. He then spoke.

"You've got some gut, Bern. No one's done anything like that before in front of me. Well, and got away with it! HAHA!" He said, looking her over. But Ryuu never liked people getting the best of him. He reached over to her wine glass, and grabbed it up, draining the contents down his throat in one gulp. He placed it back down in a hard stomp, and spoke once more.

"Looks like we'll need some more." He lifted the glass again, and spoke loudly. "Servants! Bring us a bottle!" He yelled, placing the glass back down. He leaned back in his chair now, and crossed his arms, looking at Bern. For all her strange antics, she was quite gutsy, and Ryuu liked that. This may be someone he might be willing to get along with, or at least tolerate.

"You know, Bern",He began again, "Of all the deadbeat competition out here, you're the most interesting. Or at least the most insane. I like that."

He said this as he gave a smile, but it wasn't his usual 'I'll rip your head off' smile. It was more of an actual smile, if Ryuu could have those.
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"The main servant is Lucifier. His manipulation is destruction, and he makes hurricanes, tornados, tsunamis... He is the most powerful of the five. Mammon controls manifestation, and she can make anything and everything with the snap of a finger. Zane is the embodiment of fear. He gives nightmares and things to be feared. Alice is the demon servant of illusion. She makes mental diseases and hallucinations. Lastly, there is Vergil. He controls wisdom, and he knows everything. Past, present, and future."

Lucifer. Most powerful. Mammon. Snap of a finger. Zane. Fear. Alice. Hallucinations. Vergil. Wise. Shizuka memorized each name and the their 'attributes' for lack of a better word.

"The Demon Lord is Ashura."

Demon Lord Ashura. The demon lord was the one that interested him the most. Demon's and angels have never been ones to get along, but their races fascinated Shizu. He knew all the history of his species, which meant he knew all about demons as well..but he had never heard of any of this stuff. So many secrets.

"Oh, I don't think anyone outside the government knew that Bernkastel was visiting all the districts... However, three years ago on the fifth Population Games, it was a huge deal and everyone knew when the Victors were doing their tour..."

This didn't really interest Shizuka. He wanted to get back to Bernkastel in general.

"Not very many people know about the servants, either. And that the name of the Demon Lord is Ashura... Ashura is referred to as Satan in most cases. Government, priests, and dark magicians are the only ones with knowledge on them..."

More secrets..

"Bern's mother is an angel priestess who lived in our district. She owns that huge church beside the government building.... She was allowed to move into the Demon District when Bern became Victor. Bern was raised by her father ever since the Gods took over. Her father is a dark magician."

Angel Priestess? Dark magician. No wonder Bern is the woman she is today, she comes from a chaotic past.

"Bern's a dark magician as well, obviously... The Seven Day Witch, I think. Anyways, magicians get titles based on their specialties."

The Seven Day Witch. Its time to meet her face to face again. I need more information about what's going on. Shizuka pushed his plate of fruit away and then looked deeply into Amelia's eyes. The flickered slightly, she was reciting all of this information from physical memory. She was telling the truth.

"I want to see Bernkastel. Will you take her to me? Now would be a great idea in my opinion."
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Chapter 3 - Bernkastel Vermillia - Demon District

The witch finally looked up at Ryuu when he began laughing. It wasn't really unexpected, in her eyes. It was just math. Percentages, on his reaction. Oddly enough, the more appropriate reaction was what he was doing. According to the math, anyways. Honestly, Bern had been leaning more to a hostile intake of the situation. However, this was her mind speaking, not math. Bern's theory would have been correct, had the circumstances been different. If this senario had played out before Ryuu had fought Natruo, then there would be blood spilt. Instead, it was after. Due to her observation inside the helicopter, Bernkastel had learned several things about Ryuu the Rhyno. Most likely, the others had caught the more obvious traits of this boy. There was another, that had only been an assumption until now. The assumption was that after Ryuu fought a good opponent, he became exhausted. Now, don't get the wrong idea. You may be thinking that anyone who broke a few bones would be 'exhausted' too. However... Not everyone had that mindset. Ryuu made the impression that he was a literal rhyno. A rhyno who wasn't too bright, and whose only thoughts revolved around hostility and fighting. But as mentioned before, this wasn't the case. With a quick talk with the demon district's leader, Bern learned some useful things. Ryuu came from a noble family. High chance he killed his parents. This would seem like rubbish info for most, but it wasn't for the witch. These two sentences were vital, in getting to know him.

So, what did Bern mean by 'exhausted'? Well... Look back at his reaction to after he beat up Mammon. He was 'exhausted' or, for a better word, happy. He was so happy over what he did, he lost sight on Bern being the one he was originally fighting. He was no way physically worn out. He could have went for a second round! Instead, he was content with his first 'kill' and thus, did not pursue Bernkastel as a target.

"I'm guessing that I got away with it," She mumbled out, watching as he snatched away her glass and gulped the alcohol down. Demons had a hard time getting drunk, so it wasn't a problem how much he consumed. To give you a better scale, we could probably drink a medium-strong alcohol for an entire week, and we'd still only have a twenty percent chance of getting drunk. Angels, were a completely different story. Two tablespoons of the same stuff, and they'd be loopy. They just weren't adapted to consume that sort of stuff. That was because their consumption senses were more adapted than that of a demons. Tastes were more strong, and food lasted longer in their bellies. Starvation was hardly a problem with them. Opposite, for demons. Demons had to eat about double the amount of calories an adult human is supposed to consume in a day.

As he shouted out for a bottle, the witch adjusted herself in her seat. Her blank, emerald pools glazing over Ryuu. What would be the appropriate response to his behavior?

"Deadbeat... A fitting term," She agreed with him on that note. All the other participants were just a bunch of... 'Deadbeats'. Nothing of concern to either of them. "Insanity? Well, I can tell you now that I am not sane..."

One of the servants came back calmly, with the bottle Ryuu requested. A brand-new bottle of alcohol. Silently, he poured each of their glasses full. He left the bottle on Ryuu's side, and went back to the kitchen without a single word. Instead of reaching out to take her glass which Ryuu had snagged, she kept herself in her position, and watched Ryuu.

Chapter 3 - Amelia Kunjui - Angel District

I paused. This request, I wasn't so sure about. I mean... Bernkastel came off as one of those people that approached YOU. Not the other way around. Besides, being the two-time victor, she was probably busy already with others. Would it even be appropriate to meet with her this late at night...? Surely she slept... Right? I swallowed, and finished the rest of my food. What if she just waved us off? What then...? She was kind of... Scary. Threatening. Creepy. Especially with those five demon servants on her.

No wonder the Gods wanted her dead. She was a big threat.

"A-ah... O-okay..." I stuttered, unable to speak fluently because of how nervous I was beginning to feel. Taking him there, would mean I would also have to come into contact with Bern. "I-if she isn't in h-her room, w-we'll wait there u-until she returns..." That was the plan, anyways. Now... Who else was at the demon district? Anyone to be worried about. I began to stand, but I didn't exactly make it. I froze mid-stand, and stared at the table. Oh... There was one person there, that we couldn't afford to run into. Ryuu. That blood-thirsty rhyno. If he found out we came to visit Bern... He would probably be threatened to attack us. I couldn't defend myself, so that would leave Shizuka. Would he be able to handle Ryuu? Perhaps... No, he could, couldn't he? He was Shizuka, after all. I quickly shook my head to clear the gore out of my mind, and I slid around the table.

I waited for Shizu to join me, before leading to the elevator. Let's see... Who else was there? Well, there was Paris. That model from the demon's district. She wouldn't be too much of a problem. Really, she was probably already sleeping. As for the other boy... What was his name? Xavier? He didn't seem too fond of people. So, more than likely secluded inside his room. So it was just Ryuu and Bern. Both rather frightening to me. Why did I have to accompany Shizu there...? Did he think maybe that the brief interactions I had with the witch, would help? Hm...

Before I knew it, we were leaving the elevator, and were now standing in the training center. I whimpered slightly at the smell of blood. I had completely forgotten Natruo's scheduled fight with Ryuu. Where were they...? Or at the very least, Ryuu? Off by the demon's elevator, stood Natruo. Well, not really standing, but actually at work. He did that kind of stuff? In his hands, was a mop. Why was he cleaning the floor now, when it would be dirty again tomorrow? My eyes trailed the floor, and I whimpered a little more. I slid myself slightly behind Shizu. Blood. Splatters of blood from a fight. Their fight was already over? And Ryuu... Where was he? Natruo seemed to be perfectly fine. So... Did that mean that the Game Designer beat the rhyno? What exactly happened to Ryuu...?

Cautiously, I moved onto the other side of Shizu, and began directing him over. What really made this situation worse, was that Natruo was cleaning just in front of the elevator we needed. Thus, we were obliged to get rather close to him, in order to pass. I didn't like that idea one bit. But, I had to cope with it. If I couldn't pass Natruo without a panic attack, Shizu would probably think badly of me. I didn't want that.

I silently led Shizu over to the elevators; keeping in mind what Natruo was doing. The game designer was being quiet. Really too quiet for my tastes. Maybe he was injured and he just was hiding it with his silence? I don't know why it bugged me so much... Nerves. As we came closer, the more nervous I became. He didn't look up from his work not a single time. Was he ignoring us? I suppose that was a good thing... But as we came closer, the number and size of the splatters became more vast. The smell, intesified. The blood was fresh. Sticky... Slippery. Very, very slippery.

I tried to avoid the blood as best as I could, and maybe it wasn't the blood that made me slip. Perhaps it was the soaps from the mop that did the trick. In any case, I felt myself fall back. Shizu probably wouldn't be able to catch me. Natruo would probably just stare. So I did what I could to protect myself in that fast-moving fall. Instead, I didn't crash down. I didn't get a concussion. I was... Stopped? I opened my eyes in confusion. Maybe I regained my footing? No. Somebody had caught me. Not Shizuka, but... Natruo? One of his arms held around me almost protectively. The other, holding the mop he had been using. He wasn't even looking at me. At first. I stared at him, and his eyes slowly came down to look at me. And just like that, everything hit me like a ton of bricks. I stumbled away from him quite quickly. Not even thanking the man for catching me. I just needed to get out of there. Not exactly in the elevator, but just... Away. I stopped in front of the doors, and jammed my finger into the button. That's when the shivers began. Slight shivers that were just barely noticeable. As Shizu came up to me, I looked back at the person who had caught my fall. He had gone back to mopping up the blood. I looked back Shizu with terrified eyes.

"Th-that isn't Natruo... Natruo didn't f-fight Ryuu." I whimpered quietly, moving around as I waited for the elevator. I needed to get out of there. Before he turned on me. Or Shizu.

"R-ryuu f-fought Lucifier, I th-think..."

Chapter 3 - Scarlet Uiromo - Demon District

"You were trained for this."

I look up from the unconscious man, and to the woman who had spoken. Arms crossed, with an approving smile at what I had done. This man would die if we didn't get him to a hospital. But she didn't seem to mind. Neither did I, at this point. He was one of many little slugs that roamed the district. Rebels, I had been told. Criminals fighting for a 'cause'. And that cause was not what I wanted. Not what we wanted, as I whole. The world was at it's prime, so why would people rebel? Because they couldn't accept change. They couldn't accept a solution if it wasn't their own. Selfish was what they were. All of them. We weren't selfish! I wasn't selfish. We were helping the people. The people who didn't fight the solution. We helped them, by getting rid of threats like this one.

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I look around the building I had been sent to. Such an elegant place, to be prepared... Well, I wasn't preparing to die. I was preparing to kill. The lobby reminded me something of a hotel's. Wide and open.... A corner reserved for couches and love seats and a television. This was prime. I lowered myself down into a black leather seat, and watch the programs rolling on the screen. Reruns. The usual. Nothing of interest. Well, that was completely fine with me because the others were here. Two more girls, and a taller boy. I didn't care about the angel and demon. I cared about the vampire who immediately approached me. I flung myself out of my chair, and into his arms. Those arms that have carressed me every day. He holds me in tight. I don't care what those other two think.

"I missed you, brother. So they let you come?" I ask softly, looking up at him. His gold eyes gaze down at me, and a soft, warm smile eminates from his lips.

"I missed you too, Scarlet. Yes, they're letting me participate with you." He confirmed. The boy, who was about seventeen, stuck out like a sore thumb. Clothing that almost seemed royal. His hair was quite different, too. Gold, with white streaks fanning out from the middle of his scalp.

I pull back from him, and smile. "I'm really glad they'll letting you. With you by my side, we can win this." I glance at the other two. "Me and you, can win the Population Games."
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Miharu walked through the doors of the lobby, immediately glancing over the room to see if anybody else was there. She noticed a few others there, but chose to ignore them, although she did raise an eyebrow when two people embraced each other, but decided that it wasn't any of her business. However, when the girl mentioned that they would be the winners and glanced at each of the people in the room, she stared coldly back. Like she was going to be intimidated.

She stayed standing, mostly against the wall of the entrance; a little bit away so she wouldn't get hit by the door if it opened. She looked completely and utterly relaxed, like she was just waiting for a friend to come. Miharu wondered if dinner would be over soon and, if not, if they were allowed to come in. She would rather like to survey the competition.
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"Deadbeat... A fitting term,"Bern said as the waiter brought out another wine bottle, filling their glasses, then leaving the bottle before departing.

Ryuu took the bottle right away and gulped it down. Less than half was remaining as Ryuu slammed it on the table. He looked back at Bern, to see she was watching him. He gave her back her glass now, and took his own in his hands, examining the drink, holding the base tightly in his hands with a fist. It was a miracle it didn't break. He spoke, not necessarily to Bern, but more to himself. Yet it was still a bit towards Bern.

"I found out something interesting today. Like anything else, Gods can bleed." He chuckled a little, then continued. "It's funny. Once you take down their titles and flashy districts, they're just the same as demons: strong, for the most part, arrogant, but rightfully in the position they should be: on top."

He paused once more, taking a big gulp of the glass in his hands. He began thinking about what Natruo said before, about alliances. It just didn't sit well with him, and it didn't seem right, even if everyone else was doing it. To ally with someone was already a hard thing to do. But to ally with someone only to get to kill them later is just unpleasant. Still, Ryuu couldn't understand everyone's reasoning behind it. They were all too friendly for their own good. But then again, Ryuu didn't give a damn about any of them.

It was silent for too long, so Ryuu finally spoke, and bluntly for that matter.

"OK, fine, how about we make a deal. I promise I won't go killing you first, and you do the same." He said, looking into her eyes as he took another gulp of the wine, finishing his glass, and moving on straight to the bottle.

"This is not an alliance. This is basically saying that we won't f*ck with each other once the competition starts, until later. What do you say?" He said, looking at her, expecting an answer. It was put in a rather blunt way, but people who know Ryuu shouldn't expect anything less.
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-I walked across the hallway to Fausto's room with the grimly emotionless face that one would not see under the mask of an executioner. I glanced at my sleeve which had become slightly heavier, and saw that a long pointed dagger had been clipped to my sleeve. Seeing the "M" engraved on the blade, I turned my attention back to the matter at hand, the boy on the bed, and released the breath I had been holding in slowly, allowing my shoulders to relax. I had originally thought the boy was an emo, but now my suspicions were confirmed as I looked at the 10 fresh neat cuts on his arms. Then again this could be because Natruo took control of his body again and forced him to do it to himself.... nope, unlikely.

I held up a gloved hand to my shadowed face, and inspected it, looking at the design of the silver dragon on the back of it, and then turning to look at my palm. Taking it from the view of my face, I lifted it high above my head, until elbow was only slightly bent and looked down at my target. Lifting my hand slightly, I brought it down with deadly force and without hesitation towards his temple where the weakest part of his skull resided. Things seemed to slow down to me, and I remembered what I was about to do, and why I was dong it, for my own survival. I tried to remember what I knew about this kid... not much of course... first when he stepped onto the heli, possessed by Natruo, and falling asleep after he was released, and then at the elevators where he "flirted" with Nokoto.

"Poor little bastard" I thought as my fingers easily crushed through the weakened part of his skull which became like daggers, each piercing the brain with their sharp points. He was dead before I pulled my hand up, and returned it to my side, yet he hadn't moved at all not like he had the chance...Turning to go, I surveyed his face for the last time, seeing the damage that I had done, which was not really going to ever be seen, as it was all internal. No one would notice anything wrong with the kid... except when he didn't wake up next morning. I walked down the hallway slowly with my face still shadowed and into the elevator, pressing the button for my floor, and leaning against the wall of the elevator.
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Chapter 3 - Bernkastel Vermillia - Demon District

I gazed at Ryuu with my signature, emotionless look, as he swung back the bottle. When he slammed it back down, he'd already drunk half of it. Even I wouldn't have to stomach to swing that much alchohol in me in one go. Were men just built to consume? Hm. When he extended the glass out to me, I took it silently and just watched the liquid sway around inside. It was pretty, actually. That shimmering liquid that sent that buzz into your skull. That buzz was very helpful for Bern. No matter how much she drank. No matter how strong it was... She would never get drunk. But it wasn't like she was trying to. It was all for the buzz. That buzz kept her sane.

A faint smile appeared on my lips, as I turned my attention back to Ryuu. It was a ghostly smile. Very, very small. Seen, but not comprehended. That was the kind of smile I was capable of. I took a long sip of my beverage, until the buzz returned back to my head. The buzz was really distracting and annoying. Like a mosquito... Out of reach, yet still buzzing into your ear. Just like a mosquito, the buzz was just a low hum inside my thoughts. But, it was very useful. This distracted me from the more important things. Like the stabbing pain in my mouth. No, I did not bite my cheek. And no, I didn't drink acid. Even though the pain did not show emotionally or physically, it was there. So what was the cause of this horrific pain? My smile. Just the lightest, butterfly smile triggered every nerve in my mouth to catch on fire. When I first began experiencing this form of payment, it was annoying. I smiled less often. Hugged less often... But I came so unused to the pain, that it was nearly unbearable for a time. But I could handle it now. I wasn't Superhuman, after all. Well... Technecially I was, but... In any case. The alchohol withered down the pain considerably. Within a second, it was nothing more than an insignificant tingle.

"I found out something interesting today. Like anything else, Gods can bleed." The chuckle he emitted was peculiar. It sparked me to roll my attention to him. "It's funny. Once you take down their titles and flashy districts, they're just the same as demons: strong, for the most part, arrogant, but rightfully in the position they should be: on top."

I immediately had to disagree with that. Gods weren't rightfully on top... The compound word 'slave-driver' comes to mind just at the mention of a God. Well... It was understandable that Ryuu wouldn't give a rat's ass about politics and the way things ran. As long as he could fight and kill and do what he pleased, he was as happy as a hummingbird. However... What if he suddenly couldn't control everything he wanted? What if he somehow lost the ability to fight? What if...? That was an interesting theory. Ryuu without violence was like a rhyno without horns. What would that kind of Ryuu be like? Surely he would be enraged. Surely he'd just struggle more to kill whoever did that to him. However... Right now. That smile that wasn't mocking. That laugh that wasn't directed to me. Those hands kept to himself, instead of at my throat... Was this all he could handle, in terms of positivity? Was this the 'good' side of Ryuu? Was this the best it got?

I suddenly found myself amused. Over this whole thing. So what was the appropriate response for me? To laugh in my head. I definitely wasn't myself, because I lowered my head, and let out a few chuckles. Apocalypse, anyone? Possibly. The pain shot down my throat like heartburn, but it only made me shake my head slightly and clear my throat. No matter what, I would always be stronger than Ryuu. Not physically. Not with magic... But I could definitely beat him at emotional hurt. Being Ryuu, he had probably never experienced love before. Or having been loved. Lonely? Or ignorant? Take your pick.

I straightened myself, and with only the slight flicker of a smile on my lips, I spoke out to Ryuu.

"Ryuu, you're very interesting... Did you know that...?" I rotated my glass on the table. My fingers, tracing the smooth surface. "It is funny... Especially if you know how stupid their weaknesses are."

I pause. I look at whatever exposed skin on Ryuu I could find with my eyes. Bruises. Cuts. Right. I should comment on those.

"... I'm guessing you lost the fight against Natruo?... Strange." I speak the truth entirely. I rest my elbows on the table; my emerald pools glazing over his facial features. "Honestly... I thought you would win..." I lower my eyebrows in concentration. I already knew that Ryuu had failed his test with Natruo, but... It was still quite strange for me. I seriously thought Ryuu would win, and gain some sort of fulfilled pride. I rest my chin onto my pair of knuckles; still looking at him thoughtfully. "You're strong enough... I know you're smart, too... What happened, Ryuu? Did he use magic? His 'body infiltration' ability? That one is rather... Nasty. Makes you think your bones are broken, yet no pain."

He speaks to me. Rather bluntly, I might add. He made a big point in making it clear this wasn't an alliance he was offering up. His wording was amusing, and carefully thought out.

"OK, fine, how about we make a deal. I promise I won't go killing you first, and you do the same. This is not an alliance. This is basically saying that we won't f*ck with each other once the competition starts, until later. What do you say?"

"First...?" I ask, tilting my head. I've regained my emotionless look. "I suppose... I wouldn't mind not being first for once," Oh... I'm so funny.

"When will later be?" I pick my glass back up, and drink what is left of my wine. "So... I'm under no obligation to help you if... " I smile mischieviously. "If... you got yourself into a sticky situation...?"
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There was something about saying those words to Bern that just didn't sound right coming from his mouth. Although he hadn't really said much, it felt like Ryuu was bargaining, and the Rhino really didn't like to bargain. In usual cases, it was either his way...or you're dead. But Ryuu convinced himself that this would be preferable...and it would still be his way. Bern spoke, and for now, Ryuu listened.

"... I'm guessing you lost the fight against Natruo?... Strange. Honestly... I thought you would win...You're strong enough... I know you're smart, too... What happened, Ryuu? Did he use magic? His 'body infiltration' ability? That one is rather... Nasty. Makes you think your bones are broken, yet no pain."

Ryuu was silent in response at first, not wishing to speak to her on the topic. It was personal, and Ryuu still didn't trust her, even as he proceeded to ask her about the deal. Her response was interesting.

"First...?" Bern asks, tilting her head to the side a bit. "I suppose... I wouldn't mind not being first for once. When will later be?" She asked, finishing her wine. "So... I'm under no obligation to help you if...If... you got yourself into a sticky situation...?" She said with a smile. Ryuu smiled as well, but this smile was his usual 'I'm going to hurt you an enjoy it' smile, not the one he had before out of general amusement.

Ryuu drank up the rest of the wine bottle, and slammed it down on the table, producing a noticeable crack.

"I don't get into sticky situations, Bern. I'm the f*ckin' Rhino. If something comes up, I'll find my own way out. I don't want any help from you, or anyone. I'll find my own way, or I wont. But I'd rather die painfully than accept physical help from someone!" He said, his voice picking up momentum, almost at a yell by the end of the sentence. He then seemed to calm himself, and return to an earlier statement that Bern said.

"And as for the fight against Natruo, I'll have to say, you are wrong. There is no doubt in my mind that there are many ways to be a winner, but there is really only one way to be a loser, and that is to fail and not look beyond the failure." He said, looking at her, and wondering if she understood.

"I didn't go into the fight thinking there was only two options: to win or to lose. In reality, those never were among the options. Instead, it was to fail or to learn. Whatever would be the result of the fight, I knew I was a newcomer to this challenge, a newcomer to a district I have never been at before, a place I have never interacted. Needless to say, the best way to interact is to schedule a meaningless fight, thereby showing two essentials: to the other fighters, that I am a no-nonsense killing brute with complete disregard for the simplest etiquette and standards, and to myself, that I will have learned what I should have from the engagement and applied it to my pla-" Ryuu stopped himself dead right there.

He had just realized he had done something completely stupid on his part. He rambled on. It was something he knew he should have done, and yet did. If one person didn't know then, they might have guessed now. The facade of the relentless brute was a simple masquerade for the true killing genius of Ryuu, and Ryuu almost gave it away by saying too much, talking, so to say, with too many big words and prolonged sentences.

"Never f*cking mind. WAITER! MORE DAMN WINE!" He screamed, waving around the empty bottle in his hands. He decided to change topic drastically, back to the other question of Bern

"Oh, and as for when later will be...I'm thinking when there will be only a few more battlers left. Then I'll probably come after you. Of course, I'm not gonna tell you when, because I don't know myself. But you'll know. I'll be sure to scream that it'll be your death time. HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
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Chapter 3 - Bernkastel Vermillia - Demon District

"I don't get into sticky situations, Bern. I'm the f*ckin' Rhino. If something comes up, I'll find my own way out. I don't want any help from you, or anyone. I'll find my own way, or I wont. But I'd rather die painfully than accept physical help from someone!"

Ah, good old Ryuu. How I've missed you so. My eyes seem to shiny as I looked him over. 'Oh, but you will... And you'll be pissed to realize you'll be dead within twenty-four hours in the arena. With the wave of my finger, I could set your body aflame. I could crush the water inside you to make your organs mush. The ground to cave underneath you. Air stucked out of your lungs. A knife to jab your heart. Light magic to destroy your insanity. Void magic to make your body a walking corpse... What will it be?'

"Yes, I do realize you are the f*cking rhyno," I say, matter-of-factly. The swear comes out like any other day-to-day word. "Either way, if you go by that...." I gaze down at the new tattoo which has formed on my hand. A wing. "Even with us not messing with eachother, you'll be dead within twenty hours. I can tell you that right now. You are in it for physical fights where you can see your opponent and do massive damage. It doesn't work that way, Ryuu. You won't be seeing the traps laid out. You won't realize the mine underneath you. Boom."

It occurs to me that he is smart, yet a complete idiot.

"And as for the fight against Natruo, I'll have to say, you are wrong. There is no doubt in my mind that there are many ways to be a winner, but there is really only one way to be a loser, and that is to fail and not look beyond the failure."

Okay. Never mind. My eyes soften their gaze. "I agree with that, Ryuu." It erked me that he didn't realize I had just complimented him. I didn't normally compliment. Perhaps I had been too vague? Oh whatever.

"I didn't go into the fight thinking there was only two options: to win or to lose. In reality, those never were among the options. Instead, it was to fail or to learn. Whatever would be the result of the fight, I knew I was a newcomer to this challenge, a newcomer to a district I have never been at before, a place I have never interacted. Needless to say, the best way to interact is to schedule a meaningless fight, thereby showing two essentials: to the other fighters, that I am a no-nonsense killing brute with complete disregard for the simplest etiquette and standards, and to myself, that I will have learned what I should have from the engagement and applied it to my pla-"

'Plan,' I finish for him inside my head. I know he knows he said too much. He wasn't acting like a rhyno right now. Planning? Not a rhyno. "Don't even bother covering up, Ryuu... I already knew before this conversation that you plan. You may not have realized it at the time, but you made a mistake in the helicopter that only I noticed. However, make no mistake. I am not the tattling type, and I will not tell of this conversation or that you're actually smart. If I somehow do, feel free to think of it as an invitation for you to hit me."
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