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Teen Titans Understudy 3

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The moment Saphira stepped into the the marble room, ice cover the walls and floors. A wave of cold air seemed to be emitted from her, adding more to the haunting look of Chaos' lair. The water that dripped off her wet clothes and hair melded in with the cold floor, but Saphira took no notice.

"They have their gift, my Master," She said, as mist snaked its way around the ground.
 
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I smiled and nodded at the new appearance, saying quietly, "Welcome back, Saphira. Do you like the new decor?" With another flick of my wrist, I had a suit of armor prepared for Saphira as well. I added, "I thought a new look would suit us well. After all, my pets should match each other." Terra then stepped out from behind me.
 
Saphira's eyes locked with Terra's for a moment, then she turned to examine the armor. Quite flexible, lightweight, and sinister, it matched with everything Chaos owned. Including herself. Saphira turned to Chaos, her sapphire gaze empty. "Suitable for your plans, Master," She said.
 
Sheol frowned and responded in an angry tone, "Meh, Devil has never let me down before...not since-" Sheol paused, a terrified look flashed across his eyes. Sheol jerked his head back and closed his eyes.

A look of puzzlement made its way across Darkfire's face, but its spread was interrupted when Sheol spoke, "Fine, I guess we should wait for the others..."
 
Name: "Incision", Sean P. Webb
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Sean stands around 6'2", with a slender and agile build. He has dark red eyes, and greyish pupils. Short black hair that mirrors his disposition. He wears black jeans and a black overcoat, that has chains wrapping around it. Sean's Undershirt is red with the word, "Lateralus" on it. Along his upper back and left shoulder, small scares of the dark matter crack and alter his skin.
Personality: Sean follows the lifestyle that if you better then the latter, then your above them. His powers make him assume an ignorant and cocky ego. When it all comes down to it though, he becomes intense and sure of all his actions.
Ability(s)/Weapon(s): Incision carries a katana with him called "YamiCresci". Along with this powerful blade, he can manipulate shadows and physical incarnations of anguish.
Allignance: Depends on the situation...
RP sample:


*Taken from one of my other char's battles from a different site*

Norasaka held his hand up, it glowed with a flaming intensity. "Prepare to di-",. he looked down at his prey, Sithre was convulsing and gripping his head. "what the he-!", the vampire flew back out of the churce, crushing a small burning house.. . . . .

Norasaka stumbled up out of the cinders and debris, "What the hell just happened. Whate in hell is that". The church was engulfed in boiling, toiling darkness. Norasaka twitched and shook, "I can sense something.....holy......****....."
"D...em...ent...ia", the name crawled out of the church and shot across the town like a plague.
"....I have heard that before", the vampires mind raced with curious accuracy back to the first fight against Sithre, specificly when the reaper emerged. He had heard this same name then....

"Norasaka.....", the voice died off as it was spoken. The vampire froze- the being that stood infront of the still dark infested chruch is such a being that cannot be described by mortal words so he will be and be called Dementia- Dementia stood holding a crude form of what looked to be Yamigarasu....
For only a second was Norasaka able to take in the site of Dementia, who then dissapeared in a blinding shadow: taking the energy around the church with him.

Within the Black Church, standing in the darkened pool of holy water was Trauma Sithre....
 
Dual froze. 2 people have just walked in and ignored him. He turned aroud looking at the 2 who just walked in. "Am I that unnoticeable?" Dual shouted. He ran over looking at the 'thing' the 2 were examining. "The name's Dual and that is some disgusting stuff." Dual turned his head and held his nose. "Look and smell."
 
<OOC>Hmmm... Sithre, accepted on a trial basis. We'll have to see, I guess. For now, welcome to the RP.<OOC>

"Of course." I said, matter-of-factly. I then added, "Get some rest, both of you. Tomorrow, we begin our takeover in truth." I smiled and added"The city is already on its knees before us. Tomorrow, we crush the Titans and cement our control. Agreed, my pets?" I didn't bother to await their answer, they would have no choice but to. Before retiring to my own sumptous chambers, before retiring, altering the place so that any but Saphira, Terra and myself would die if the entered.
 
I was on the rooftop of one of the many abandoned office buildings, going through the forms of the art. I had with my a graphite walking staff that was precisley three feet, ten inches in length.The staff was whistling through the air, and I was moving like a living fluid through attacks, blocks, and counterstrikes. I didn't have to practice, but it kept me from losing control of my anger, a paramount mistake with someone like myself...

OOC: I sincerely apologize for the short post, but my time is SEVERELY imited at the moment.
 
"Well...Dual...that stuff'll kill ya...anyway I don't see how it could smell so bad already, that's a fresh kill. So the conditions would have to been really cold or really hot..most likely from the heat of a stuffy underground cavern. Either that or there were toxic conditions involved." noted Darkfire, who began to spray the aerosol can of air freshner around the room. "This should at least make it better."
 
Docile, or so it seemed, the night held the waters in its threshold. Of all the nights this city sucomb to, this was the night of his return. Perhaps not intentional or even planned, Sean found himself "thrown" back...

"**** you....you couldn't have found some dry land", Sean floated towards the small island of T-Tower....I wonder what's changed...
 
"That smelt even worse." Dual joked. He sat down on a black and white armchair. "I guess that's for me." He smiled and sat down. "Tomorrow seems like a good time for the enemy to strike, considering that we have quite a lot of new and unexperienced members. We might have to start training now..." Dual suggested.
 
((Ooc)) Jared seems to have disappeared. Again.... I guess I'll control Jasper until he returns. Again. And, Sithre, your posts need to be longer, and a bit more descriptive. Same with GodofHP.

Where is she? The silver chain flashed in the moonlight, rocking gently back and forth in the breeze. Jasper watched it, memories flooding through his mind. I've been searching for two years and haven't found a trace of her... The sound of waves crashing against the rocks of the island hardly registered in his mind. He was focused on the neckless, the only physical item left behind from Saphira. Few remembered her, or wanted to. They had all given up searching long ago. Maybe he should too...

No. He stood, clenching the chain in his hand. I will find you, Saphira.

~**~

I will find you, Saphira.

He could smell her. His ears perked up, hearing the trees mummer above him. Crimson eyes followed the movement of someone on a roof, doing... something. A large black wolf walked slowly down the street, sniffing the wind. There was the scent of fear, anger, and death in Jump City. Blackwolf was glad. It enhanced his powers.

The person on the roof moved again. Was it her? Without thinking, he jumped, landing on the edge of the rooftop, ready to meet whoever was up there.
 
OOC: Sorry, I'll try to work on that.
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Sheol stood back silently in the living room and listened to Dual and Darkfire converse. When the topic arrived on training, a grin came across Sheol's face. He stroked the emerald orb on the tip of his golden staff.

Sheol raised his head and butted in on Dual's conversation, "So you want to do some training? I'm all for it..."

The emerald orb on the staff began glowing as Sheol's green eyes flashed an orange tint.
 
((Ooc)) I'd still appreciate a bit more description, where you are, what the other people are doing, what the weather's like, ect., ect., but I guess I'll let it slide for now. *consults Dodger*
 
Pulling out of the dive at the last minute, Cerridwen flapped in place for a moment, listening to the distant sounds of Jump City below. She would return to headquarters later. But she wasn't in the mood for being around the others anymore. The thought tired her, for she operated much better solo. So she flew off into the night, looking down at the bright neon lights and crowded city streets. Her hawk eyes scanning the area below her, she spotted two figures on a rooftop, seeing them as clearly as if they'd been right in front of her. One was a person, it was clear. Holding a graphite walking staff, he didn't look much older than seventeen. But who was the other? Or, what? It looked almost like a large black wolf, not too unlike her own hound form. But as she watched it from above, saw its crimson eyes staring almost greedily at the other figure, she knew somehow that this was an evil being. Making no sound save the gentle beating of her wings, Cerridwen circled the building thrice before diving expertly, landing on a rusty piece of plumbing sticking up from the rooftop without a sound. Cloaked in the shadows of the night, only her amber eyes could be seen, watching the others cautiously for their next move.
 
"Training it is." Dual stated. He tapped his digital watch as he began to appear in his superhero outfit. Black and white light twisted around Dual. A skintight outfit was now covering Dual. 2 silver swords appeared, one with an ebony hilt and one with a ivory one. Dual threatened his team members as he did a few tricks with his swords.

"I'm ready."
 
OOC: Okay i'll make my posts more descriptive, thus assuming its night and the weather is alittle haywire in relevance still to the others.

IC:

Gasping, Sean gripped the cold slippery rocks that lead from the water to land. Resting from the subzero swim, he took in the sight of the tower; its amazing outline in the night. As the cold air filled his lungs and warmth returned to his body, the memories returned.

All the blood and battle that he'd lived through, being abandoned by his own will. "Now i find myself here again, why did he return me to this place...".

Slowly Sean regained his focus, his gift. Afew pebbles floated up, orbiting his hands. The night coaxed his aching mind, let him control it. "Let's see who's in the tower". He moved up through the air, being lifted by the darkness...
 
"Well, my training is basically meditating for at least a total of fourteen hours a day. And my powers aren't that great....but they get better each month and I may also get some new additions..so I'll be in my room, and you guys can go ahead and train." commented Darkfire who walked towards his room after setting down the aerosol can. He seemed to rush his steps, as if trying to avoid something, or better yet, someone, but there was no sure way to tell.
 
As Sean flew parralell to the tower, he noticed afew dim lights on. Someone's in their. He breathed in deeply, landing on the roof exhausted from flight that he rarely attempted. "Here it goes", crossing his arms. This dimensions night was thick and strong, as he rememberd, it slipped around him...

"...!..Ah", with a crash and series of thuds Sean landed in the room...
 
Sheol looked at the new Dual and simply blinked. Sheol said, "What? Am I supposed to be impressed?"

Dual glared at Sheol, while Sheol smiled his ever present evil grin. The moon shined through the window brightly when started Sheol's orb started rattling in his hand. He looked at the emerald, and it showed the relection of the ceiling above. Sheol looked up, and stepped back as if he was told to.

Seconds later, a man seemingly fell from nowhere and crased to the floor. Dual raised his twin swords, Sheol held his staff firmly and asked the man, "What in the hell just happened?"
 
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