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Teen Titans Understudy 3

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((Ooc)) Jar-head!! I was basically going to play as him till you returned so now that you're here, you can have him back. Oh yeah, and since Saphira disappeared, Jasper has been holding onto Saphira's silver chain.

She wouldn't even need a disguise. Saphira picked up the head without question, tossing it in the air and catching it again. Walking silently away from the room Chaos was working in, she pulled off some of the mask, a look of disgust crossing her face. Quickly putting it back on, she weaved her way through the endless maze of tunnels. After all, Saphira had grown up here.
 
Darkfire had begun to levitate towards the tower, expecting the others to follow, he kept a steady speed, not going to fast nor slow..he tried to enjoy the flight because he knows it might never happen again.
 
I returned to shaping the caverns, turning them from a hellish mechanical scene to a twisted, etherally beautiful sculpture of black stone and purple flame. it was... refined, elegant. Haunting. And exactly to my liking, I thought as I added the final touch to my undergound palace, a throne of obsidian with jagged, razor-edged stairs leading to it. I smled at the place. Like a black rose, beautiful and deadly. Fragile and razor-sharp.
 
OOC: Guys...did you forget that I sent Sheol Devil to attack Saphira? I've read your posts and you haven't aknowledged his presence at all...
 
((Ooc)) Yes, but Chaos escaped with her to Slade's old lair...
 
Devil roared in fury, he lost his target. Within his mind, Sheol thought, She got away...she won't next time...

Devil sighed and drooped his head wearily. Devil's body began shrinking away, his body slowly melting. A pool of orange goop formed where Devil stood, and Sheol stepped out of the puddle. He brushed himself off and pulled his staff from the muck.

Sheol said, "Well, I'd better return to the Titans HQ. Maybe this time they'll aknowledge my presence..."
 
Dual arrived at the Headquarters first. He was amazed. Dual had seen the headquarters many times on TV, but never seen it in real life. His outfit dematerialised as he took off his shoes. He reached for a nearby pair of slippers and walked around the room. "Wow." He turned as he heard a knock on the door. He motioned towards it, brushed his hair a bit and prepared to open it. The door opened. "Hi, I'm Dual and I'm the new titan here." He said in a friendly tone.
 
I ascended to my new throne, cushioning myself on a small dimensional fold to spare myself the discomfort of the bare stone. I briefly brushed Saphira's mind, snapping, Hurry, slave! After that, an idea occoured to me. Terribly ironic, terribly amusing. Perfect, it seemed, and it would further cement my hold on the truly powerful in the city. With a flick of my wrist, the "statue" of Terra floated to me and I quickly undid the flows of power that had bound her as such.

Her delight as she first rediscovered the use of her body was quickly shattred. Altering myself to be telekinetic for as long as it served me, I invaded her mind and forced her to kneel at the base of my steps. With cool, even steps, I descended them and cupped her chin in my hand, cooing, "Hello, Terra. Your old friends spoke much of ou. enough to pique my intrest." Laughing, I mentally slammed her against a wall and set about breaking her.
 
OOC: It's going to take me a while to catch up with you fast posters, but I'll do my best. XD this character was cleared with Saphi, so...

Name: His real name is something he keeps to himself. What he has people call him, however, is "Father Blessing"

Age: 87

Gender: Male

Physical Description: His appearance can vary, but only in one way: How old he appears. He is typically a brown haired, hazel eyed teenager, with tan skin, wearing a black Gi, with a belt that appears to be made of woven gold. However, he can appear as old as a young child, to a white haired, wrinkled old man. As far as he knows, he has no control over these changes, but his physical abilities are always the same.

Personality: He is usually your typical guy, though a bit on the quiet side, prefering to let others make the mistakes for him, rather than put his own hand into matters. Most of the time. And when there's something to be done, he does it, though he'll complain as much as any normal person, and aside from not acting whatever age he may appear, he seems normal.

Ability(s)/Weapon(s): His physical abilities are beyond human, but not to a ludicrous extent. His speed and reflexes, as well as strength, endurance, and healing are all beyond what any regular human could do, but he can't lift elephants, our outrun jets. Besides that, he is semi-immuteable, or unchangeable. As this can be rather confusing, let me explain. He can sustain physical, or paraphysical damage, but any paraphysical attempt to directly alter him acts as though there was nothing to alter. For instance, a hammer, or a magic fireball can harm him, bruise him, burn him. But soemthing like a spell or a curse that directly attempts to change him will not work. He practices in several forms of martial arts, and though he's never told anyone, he was once trained in ancient ninja abilities, that he reserves for emergencies.

Allignance: None for now, but he can shift alliegances quite easily.

RP sample: I think I know who I am. >_>
 
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Resuming her hawk form with a piercing screech, Cerridwen followed Darkfire through the skies, gliding effortlessly on the night breeze. The thermals did most of the work. It was very freeing.

Beating her brownish wings without a sound, she swooped low over the city, noticing as she did so every detail of the city below, from the brand names on the specks that were cars to a watch glinting on a child's wrist. Hawk eyes were incredible.

She could also see the tower up ahead. Even from a distance, there was no mistaking that large 'T' shape. Folding back her wings, she shifted into a silent dive, aiming for the Titans' doorstep.
 
Saphira stalked through the halls, silently padding from one corridor to the other. Hurry, slave! Chaos said impatiently, and she quickened her pace. Who knew what he would do if she took too long? The bag which hung on Saphira's scarred shoulder swayed wildly as she desended down to the living room on the first floor. Setting it down, she placed the note From some old friends on it, and turned to leave.

Saphira gasped as the entry door began to open. She hurried back to the halls, going to her own room. It hadn't been touched for two years. Saphira paused for a moment in here, but then jumped out the window, landing with a small splash in the water. A wicked smile appeared on her face. The Titans would soon discover their gift.
 
Darkfire entered his room from his window and changed his uniform to his casual clothes. He walked out and went towards the living room to retrieve a snack. He noticed a rather large bag on the ground. He thought it was a grocery bag until he smelled the horrifying stench. He opened the bag and jumped back, an expression consisting of death crossed his face he noticed a note on the side. From some old friends was what it said. He looked back into the bag again, only to find the remains of a former villain. "Wh-wh-why..? Who would do this..?" he said, words choked out. He regained his tone. "Where is everyone..?" he asked.
 
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Sheol heard the commotion and he walked into the living room to see what was happening. The inital stench didn't bother him, Devil smelled much worse when he rotted back into goop.

Sheol looked at Darkfire and said, "I can feel the evil energy left on this carcass. You may not see it, but I can feel its presence...and by the way, my name is Sheol."
 
"Yeah, I feel it too...Sheol was it? Right, anyway we need to find who decided to leave us a little present, I'll analyze the body for any traces of who exactly did this..or I'll at least try, I'm not too good with forensics" said Darkfire.
 
"I can trace it by following the evil energy left on this corpse...my Devil form could actually see the trail of energy left behind, like energetic footprints. That is, if anyone is up to following Devil around..."
 
i run through the city hopingto reach the bird in time when i see it soar back into the sky. i slow down aand skid on my claws and start following it. after a few minutes of dodgeing people and weaving between houses i catch up with it and keep a steady pace under it. i stare up at it and wonder where cassie is going.

ooc: im a tiger if you forgot.
 
I walked through the dim alleyways of the terrorized city calmly. I had no fear, of others, or of the shadows that lurked within my soul. Either I'd be killed, or I wouldn't, and I seriously doubted the former. I walked by a piece of glass that was clean enough to show my reflection, and my eyes flickered towards it for a moment. I didn't look a day over seventeen, with just a scruff of stubble at my chin and upper lip, and smiled. Ah, but it was good to be young...

I looked around as I came into the open. It was a terrible thing, that this new villan had done. Great, but terrible still. I looked at the tower where the so-called "Heroes" Of this city lived, and grimaced. I was amazed that they hadn't been attacked by the citizens themselves, wantoing them to do something. Of course, doing anything nowadays was harder than it seemed...
 
((Ooc)) Shadow Wolf, your posts need to be more detailed, and with proper capitalization. This is a warning, after this, I'll have to ask you to leave until you prove to either the Adamant Dodger or I you are up to the standards of this RP.

Can't post until Dodger does...
 
"Hmm that's a pretty good idea Sheol, but we shouldn't jump into anything until everyone gets here. We wouldn't want to be taken out too early in life now do we?" responded Darkfire who closed the bag and went to reach for the air freshener.
 
I grinned wickedly, Terra hanging from the wall by her wrists. She was slumped down as much as she could, bleeding and crying. Her old clothes hung from her in shreads. With a laugh, I invaded her mind once again, rearranging her neurological patterns. She was mine now. Even if she wanted to disobey my orders, her mind and body wouldn't allow it. Releasing her bonds, I said in the same, cooing, sweet voice, "Stop crying, my pet. And stand. I have a few gifts for you."

She obeyed as quickly as her abused body would allow her, following me as I tossed my cape around my shoulders. Saphira should be back soon. But now... I swished my hand in midair, creating a suit of spiked, black armor for Terra. The stuff was supple, flexible, allowing her to move freely. It was also sinister and imposing. It enhanced her powers, her strength, her agility. I would create a similar suit for Saphira, and of course, myself soon. I gestured to a side corridor, creating a well-appointed room for my new pet. It was similar to Saphira's, indeed, rigt across the hall.
 
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