Redemption

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Namia half sighed with relief when Terra appeared. The image of the Black Knight raced through her mind when she heard the noise. He often haunted her thoughts and dreams, but he was gone now - she made sure of that. " Terra...that was you?" Tanken asked sternly. Terra nodded sheepishly. " Oh Terra..." Namia sighed. " You gave us one hell of a scare. What are you doing out here?" " Do you really want to know?" Terra asked, artfully dodging the question. " Terra!" Tanken said disapprovingly. " Okay okay! I was eavesdropping on you two. Happy?" She crossed her arms, feeling a little agitated. Tanken and Namia looked at each other then burst out laughing. Terra had a look of utter confusion on her face. " What are you two laughing about?" " Just you Terra. Miss busy-body," Namia said to her, winking at her. Terra's mouth dropped. " Miss busy-body! Why I outta.....!" Then Terra realised that Namia was just provoking her - like she had always done. " So Terra, what was happening with you and Vincent last night?" Tanken asked suddenly. " Wha?" Terra asked, again looking utterly confused. " Getting a bit close over there, last night, by yourselves," Tanken edged on. Terra just stared at him wide-eyed and wide-mouthed. " We.....we...." " We were what?" asked Tanken. Namia just looked on, waiting for Terra's answer. " We were taking about you two in fact! How you two are in 'lurve'!" Terra said quickly. At that moment, Namia knew there was something else. Terra wasn't normally ruffled like this. It toook something personal to ruffle her this much. " Tanken, I think you might touch a nerve there," Namia whispered into his ear warningly. He sighed - seeming a little deflated. After all, provoking Terra was one of his favourite past-times. Terra looked at how gentle Namia was when with Tanken - a definite contrast to the Namia she knew. Namia picked up her spear and Tanken made sure Pinnacle was at his side. With Terra, they walked back to camp. Tanken was nervous about his decision to cecede from the Resistance - Namia could see it in his eyes, no matter how much he tried to hide it. This was a difficult decision, for him and the rest of group. OOC: There you go Ober. The floor is yours. By the way, really enjoying this RPG.[/COLOR][/FONT]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS][b]OOC: I seriously hope you mean my character Tash, otherwise I'm going to be a complete and utter fool. AND can you please spell my character's name right. PHOENA not PHEONA. Thank you![/b] Phoena sat at her table, looking at the scrawled notes in Greek. Hestia's especially hit the mark. She missed her home - a small cottage at the base of Mt Olympus in Greece. She missed the woods that surrounded the cottage. She missed the tiny streams, the animals in the woods, the nymphs that played in the cool water. But most of all, she missed her father. A gentle man he was, with a heart-warming smile and a deep, soothing voice. Phoena missed that most of all. A knock on the door below drew Phoena back into reality. Hastily wiping away the tears that formed at the corners of her eyes, she made her way down to the door. Breathing in heavily, Phoena unlatched it, and opened it. A man around the same age as her with soft silver hair and handsome features stood on her doorstep, looking a little nervous. However, Phoena's eyes were drawn to the sword strapped on his back and the guns at his sides. Her eyes narrowed sharply. " How may I help you?" she asked in a neutral tone, one hand behind her back, fingering one of her golden daggers. He looked at Phoena nervously. " I....um....saw you last night...alone...and I was wondering if you'd like to go out....some time...." A plain look of shock spread over Phoena's face. Here she was thinking that he was going to harm her, and ends up asking her out. [COLOR=Magenta]Ooooooo....he's a handsome devil......what are you going to say Phoena?[/COLOR] Aphrodite's voice entered her mind. [b]Back off Aphrodite. Let the poor man be. I don't want him becoming one of your hopeless followers[/b] Phoena replied back. [COLOR=Magenta]Ooooo....fiesty....I'll leave you too it then.....have fun...[/COLOR] Phoena growled to herself. " Well.....are you going to give me answer?" he asked. She had left him hanging. Phoena smiled warmly. " Sure. I'd love too. But first, we'd better get to know each other a little better first. I don't think you even know my name." He blushed. " You're right. I don't." " I'm Phoena." She held out her hand. To her surprise, he bent down and kissed it - very gentleman-like. " Pleased to meet you Phoena. I'm Kevin." He smiled back. " Come in if you like. I was just about to have some lunch." Phoena smiled. [b]This may turn out to be a better day than I thought.[/b][/COLOR][/FONT]

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Trebuchet MS][b]OOC: Wasn't Carl in your team kairi?[/b] Andy shook with anger as the team was slowly drawn into the middle of a tight circle of vampires. She ushered Ivy behind her, not willingly of course, but the scent of fresh blood made her an instant target. Lee and Carl also protected Ivy. A young girl's laughter echoed hauntingly through the night air as rips and sickening tears of flesh accompanied it. All of the team could see the innocents being ripped apart, alive and dead. It was truly a terrible sight to behold. " What do we have here?" the leader of this vampire outfit hissed. " Mortals that have powers...my my my....how interesting...." He stepped forward towards Andy, but more particularly Ivy. He breathed in slowly. " Ahhhh.....the smell of freshly-split blood. Does wonders to stir a vampire's soul." " And what a foul dark souls there are," Andy hissed back. " Not worthy of living on this earth. Not worthy of soiling such a beautiful place. Devil's creations." " Believer are we? In God? There are no such things you stupid girl. You believe in what does not exist." " I believe in Him, because He is the only one who can lift my burden off my shoulders...." " You speak gibberish girl! I want the one behind you.....the one that smells oh-so-tempting...." Andy stood her ground. " Over my dead body." " As you wish!" With a great swipe, the vampire easily threw Andy thirty feet away. Flipping over in the air, Andy landed safely and looked up immediately at the vampire advancing towards Ivy. " Blow the thing up Ivy...." Andy muttered under her breath. Ivy was sitting there doing nothing. What had happened to her? She was so vicious earlier. Why the sudden change? Carl and Lee scrambled to protect Ivy, who was in some sort of trance. Lee threw up a shield around the three of them. The vampire tried desperately to barge it, but it was no use, Lee was far too strong...for the moment at least. But as soon at the thought left Andy's mind, Lee's barrier faltered and he collapsed. " LEE!" Andy shouted. Anger grew within her soul as the vampires slowly advanced on Carl, who was doing a mighty-fine job on his own keeping the vampires at bay. Suddenly, she felt a lifting on her back. A strange sensation of coolness ran through her body. It felt.....strange.....yet so wonderful....and.....free.... Fire sprang up at Andy's feet. She quickly bowed her head, closing her eyes. " Forgive me Father....for I am about to sin......" All in one instant, Andy threw her head skywards, opened her now burning red eyes and screamed, " I have been unleashed!" Now looking at the vampires around Carl, Lee and Ivy, Andy stalked forward. Each time she took a step, fire sprang up in her wake. This is what she was like as a child. This was the reason she had been branded by the reason. And this is the reason why she fears the Devil.....because she becomes one. Carl looked about, aiming and firing at any vampire that came closer than five feet away. His ammo was diwindling. He had to be precise, hitting every target with one shot. Any misses, and it would be over. The little girl's laughter still echoed around him. It was distracting at best. Then, out the corner of his left eye, he noticed Andy walking towards them. " Shit....why didn't she go get help?" he swore under his breath as he took out another vampire. A sudden jump in the temperature warned him that Andy wasn't normal. He started seeing heat waves coming from the rubble around him. The temperature soared as Andy walked closer. Sweat started getting in his eyes. The vampires noticed this too. Some continued to attack Carl, but others turned to Andy. She smiled wickedly at them. She held up her hand playfully. The vampires watched in confusion. With a simple click of the fingers, every vampire watching Andy was burnt to ash - the flames white hot. More came to replace the fallen, but this time, Andy wasn't in the mood to be playful. Holding out her two sais in front of her, Andy launched into a close-combat assult, combining her pyro-kinetic powers and her weaponary skills. Slowly making her way through the vampire ranks, Andy came to Carl's aid. He looked at her with astonishment. " Don't look, just fight!" she breathed, taking a vampire out by decapitating it. Carl was running desperately low on ammo. They needed the others....and quickly. [b]OOC: Sorry if Andy appears all-mighty and all, but I wanted to show you what she was really capable of, once unleashed. PM me if you have issues about it and I'll change it.[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS]OOC: I'm very glad to be in this RPG. One of the best I have ever been in. Nice work ULX. [B]Name:[/B] Lana [B]Nickname: [/B] Black Widow [B]Age:[/B] 120 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Species:[/B] Vampire [B]Clan:[/B] Gyshram [B]Appearance:[/B] See [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44914]this thread[/URL]. [B]Weapons:[/B] Two sais [B]Powers:[/B] Shadow melding, orb magic (like in the appearance picture) and teleportation [B]Personality:[/B] Sexy and sassy, Lana loves to dabble in the affairs of human men. She loves to lure them into her traps, taking advantage of their complete infatuation with her. Human men frequently come to their end at her hands, as her thirst for their blood is unquenchable. Lana prefers rich young men that are willing to spend their fortune on her, mostly on diamonds. Devious, daring and deathly, Lana is a vampiress not to be messed with, especially if you a male. [B]Bio:[/B] Lana was born in the Sahara desert, near the Nile, where her vampire clan always dwelt. Growing up in ancient Egyptian pharaoh?s tombs, Lana perfected her shadow melding and orb magic by herself in the darkness. She yearned for civilisation and left the clan. She followed her Lady, Keitha, to Asutralia where they allied with Kuroichi. Many things occured on this trip. Some predictable, others not so. Most of their clan was wiped out by some mysterious force. Lana, sent by Keitha when sick with her blood rage, discovered the slaughter of her clan and brought Nye, the young Lord, and few others, back to Australia. But, in a spell of her newly found blood rage, Keitha killed what remained of the Gyshram and intented to kill Nye. She stabbed him with one of Lana's sais, came back to reality, realised what she had done and fled. Colville, a priest, was sent by an infuriated Lana to fetch her Lady back. Doing the best she could for Nye, Lana now awaits for her Lady to return to her presence.[/COLOR][/FONT]

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Trebuchet MS][b]Name:[/b] Ashrel Diesmon [b]Age:[/b] 22 [b]Height:[/b] 5 ' 10 " [b]Weight:[/b] (I have no idea what this would be in pounds because we don't use pounds in Australia) 65 kg [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]General appearance:[/b] See attachment [b]Occupation:[/b] Damion's first-in-command [b]Bio:[/b] Ashrel met Damion when she was about 16 years old. Her father was a nobleman and he introduced her to the future King. It was love at first sight. The looks and gestures he gave her was just heart-melting. He was the perfect man to behold - and to love. As the years progressed, both Ashrel and Daimon grew ruthless together. When he became King, he made her his first-in-command, honouring her for the services she had given to him since they met. Like Daimon, Ashrel rules with an iron-fist and does not hestitate to kill anyone that dares to defy her on the spot. The power she has gained has made her into a monster, much like Daimon. However, she has a certain weakness for young children, for they are the only creatures that give her joy. Only they are given her mercy.[/COLOR][/FONT]

That's ok Altron! I love them. Thank you!

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Andy knelt beside a child of barely ten years old. His eyes were dull grey and they scanned Andy for a moment. She was tending to a large cut on his leg. " Are you okay ma'am?" he said in a thick British accent. She looked up at the boy and smiled. " I'm just worried about my friends." " If you're worried about them, why didn't you go with them?" he asked. Children, so bluntly curious. " I was ordered to stay behind. Anyway, I can't leave all of you innocent people to die here." " But that guy you like went away." " Yes....yes he did." " Why?" " He's going to fight evil, like Batman or Superman does." " Ohhhhh! Does he wear his underpants on the outside?" Andy couldn't help but crack up laughing at this comment. Ivy and Lee looked at Andy as if they were going insane. Were they really listening to Andy laughing? The boy looked totally confused at Andy's reaction. " I'm sorry," Andy apologised, wiping away a tear of laughter, " Kids are so funny sometimes." She did up his bandage, ruffled the boy's hair and walked over to Ivy and Lee. They still had looks of shock upon their faces. Andy cocked her head to one side, confused. " Are you two ok?" she asked warmly. " Were you laughing just then?" Lee asked. " Yes. Why?" " We've never heard you laugh before," Ivy added. Andy smiled. " That's because that kid over there asked if M wears his underpants on the outside. I was explaining to him that M was going to fight evil, like Batman or Superman. And then he just came out with that." They all laughed this time. The President's daughter then suddenly tugged on Lee's shirt. " Sir, sir....could I please play with the other children?" she asked very politely. Ivy and Andy smiled at her while Lee decided. " Why not?" he said. The President's daughter skipped over to a group of other girls and started playing 'Ring-A-Ring-A-Rosie'. " I hope no vampires or werewolves decide to come out at dark," Ivy said, scanning over the crowd of civilians. " Me neither. Luckily M left us three behind. I think we're the ones that have the most ranged powers," Lee said. " Yes. I hope that nothing happens to these poor people. They've been through enough already," Andy said as she looked at the sun going down behind the horizon. Darkness was falling....[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Phoena walked out of the club and into the street. She didn't really want to go but thought it best for Michael and Ty to get on with their date. As they say, three's a crowd. Phoena walked the streets alone, looking them up and down. She sighed. It would have been nice to dance with someone, but all good things must come to an end. A sudden neigh caught Phoena's attention. A beautiful bay stallion stood lonely in a stall. " Aren't you handsome?" Phoena said, walking over to the horse. She had her hand out to touch it when it nuzzled its nose into her open hand. " Looks like you're lonely too my friend." There was a wooden stool beside the stall. Phoena sat down on it heavily. She looked at the ground for a few moments, her hand stroking the stallion's muzzle. Sighing, Phoena looked up again to see a woman looking at her with laughter in her eyes. The woman was dressed in a tight-fitting pink dress and had some feminine features that every man desired for. " What now?" Phoena sighed. It seemed like she knew this woman. [b][COLOR=Magenta]" What now? You my dear are sitting alone without anyone around you. Seems a little sad when you had the chance to dance with a perfectly good gentleman,"[/COLOR][/b] the woman mocked. " I'm not like you Aphrodite. I just don't live for romance the way you do. I'm not like that. I'm more like Artemis than anything." Another female voice entered the conversation. [b][COLOR=DarkGreen]" So you are Phoena. But it doesn't mean you couldn't call him or anything. He did give you his number."[/COLOR][/b] A woman in a midnight blue tank top and long pants appeared beside the woman in pink. " Don't tell me you're taking sides with her! Aren't you supposed to be a virgin-goddess Artemis?" [COLOR=DarkGreen][b]" Quite right. Then you are a lot like me, aren't you? Do you instantly kill any man that would see you naked while bathing?"[/COLOR][/b] " No. But I sure as hell would give him a whooping he'd never forget." The two women looked at each other and laughed. [b][COLOR=Magenta]" You are like Artemis!"[/COLOR][/b] The women both laughed again. Phoena just sighed and shook her head at them. " Cursed to live with goddesses that just pop up whenever they feel like it. I just love my life..." Phoena sighed sarcastically. [b]The next morning...[/b] Phoena woke up in the morning to find the smell of breakfast wafting through her new apartment. Slowly getting up, she walked to the kitchen to find the table spread with all her favourite foods from Greece. A note was left on her plate. It said: [i]Phoena, I know how you miss the woods and home, so I thought I'd bring home to you. Have a lovely breakfast my dear. Hestia[/i] " Oh Hestia...." Before Phoena could sit down to have her scrumptous meal, the doorbell rang. Climbing down the stairs to the front door, Phoena noticed that someone had been in her house - most likely her frequent, but invisible, guests. She opened the door to find the bay stallion standing at the door, the reins tried to the pole outside. Yet another note was on the pole. This one said: [i]Phoena, I saw how much you liked this horse last night. And how much it liked you. So I bought it off the owner for a ridiculously high price (but he was incredibly poor anyway) so I hope you like it. Artemis[/i] " What the hell am I going to do with a horse Artemis!" Phoena breathed. The stallion nuzzled Phoena in the side. She stroked him again down the muzzle. " Well boy, I think I should give you a name. How about Pegasus? It would be so fitting." The horse nodded its head up and down. Phoena cursed at Artemis in Greek and took Pegasus to the nearest stables, so he could be cared for. " I'll be back my friend. I have no idea what I am going to do with you but we'll see." Walking back to her apartment, Phoena grabbed her mobile phone out and dialled Ty's number. It rang for a few moments before an answering machine picked up. " Oh....obviously you're not home Ty....it's Phoena...the girl you met last night....I was wondering if you'd like to go out tonight. I was going to ask Michael to come too, if you didn't mind. Oh well. Call me back." Phoena hung up and then rang Michael. Again, the answering machine picked up. " Michael....it's Phoena, from last night....I was wondering if you'd like to go out tonight....I've invited Ty too. Call me back." Phoena hung up again. " What a day....." OOC: Sorry. Had no idea what to do. But maybe our assassins could hit us tonight when we're out together. Just a thought.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=Red]Hey people! I want a banner and avatar set made for me for an RPG I'm in currently. Here are the pics - [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22369]Sora[/URL] - [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22370]Sayne[/URL] - [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22371]Deviryn - Sayne's MechAnima[/URL] - [URL=http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=21850]Blaze - Sora's MechAnima[/URL] And I'd like this quote put on the banner please. " In love, comes adversity. In adversity, comes love." Thanks so much to whoever has a go at it![/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=Purple][b]OOC: Whoa demonchild! Now THAT was a post. How the hell is Lana going to pick up the pieces??!?![/b] Lana stood there frozen as she watched her friend, the one she would trust with her life, just kill their Lord in an instant. And all because of her blood rage. The priest held her arms so tightly that even if she struggled, she'd break her arms in the process. Lana's heart filled with rage and revenge. Her whole body shook with it. When Keitha left, Lana's wings spread from her shoulders, knocking Colville to the floor. She grabbed him by the throat and slammed him hard against the wall. He could feel her long fingers tighten around his throat, starting to cut off his air supply. Lana snarled. " Priest, if you do not bring her back, I will suck you dry of all your precious life. I couldn't care less if you were holy or not, but I will rip you limb from limb if you do not bring my Lady Keitha back. Understand?" Colville couldn't answer. He nodded quickly, realising that his air was running very short. Lana dropped him to the floor like a piece of unwanted filth. Colville gasped for air and quickly made his way out of the room to do Lana's bidding. Shaking, Lana looked over to Nye who looked as still as death. She knelt down beside him. Tears of silver ran from her eyes and dripped onto his chest. " Keitha.....why......why did you do this......" Silently crying, Lana lay her head on Nye's chest with the faint hope that he would still be alive. She could hear nothing. Her whole body shuddered with realisation. Suddenly something brushed her shoulder. Jumping slightly, Lana looked over to see Nye's hand gently touching her shoulder. " N...Nye?" He didn't answer. All he could do was brush Lana's arm with his hand, up and down, continuously. More tears splashed from Lana's eyes. " My Lord, stay still. Conserve your energy. I can help you, if you'd only stop moving..." Lana said quickly, now looking at his face. A gurgle of what Lana supposed was blood came from Nye's mouth. A little of the precious liquid dribbled from the corner of his mouth. His hand dropped to his side obiedently. Scanning over his body, Lana spotted her sai, still stuck in his abdomen. Shaking with both anger and grief, she slowly pulled the weapon from her Lord's stomach and stemmed the flow of blood from the wound. Nye's body jolted with pain. Taking off her cloak, she quickly tore it up into long thing strips of material and wrapped it around the wound. Every now and then, Lana checked his responses, checking that he was still alive. He was the last hope of the Gyshram. There were now only three of the clan left. Slowly picking up Nye, Lana moved him to the bed. Making sure that he was comfortable, Lana conjured up two orbs of pure darkness, one in each hand. Nye looked at Lana with unfocused and blood-shot eyes. " My Lord....this will help you recover more quickly. The darkness should heal the wound and help you on your way to recovery. But you mustn't do anything otherwise the orbs will be broken. You must understand." Nye nodded his head once. Lana breathed in and out heavily. This was extremely dangerous, but it was the only way. Casting the two orbs over Nye, one covered the wound immediately and the other covered his whole body, turning it into complete darkness. Any movement from Nye, and he would be lost in the darkness forever. Lana sat at the end of the bed, her wings folded up behind her. " I swear on Kuroichi's power itself, that I will protect you from Keitha..." Lana promised before she turned towards the door, waiting for Colville to return with her Lady Keitha.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=Purple]Namia stretched very feline-like before sitting up slowly. She looked over beside her. Tanken lay there with the thin sheet just pulled up to his navel, revealing his bare chest. She smiled to herself. " Oh Tanken....I'd never thought you'd be the one who'd sweep me off my feet.....literally..." She remember the way he'd gotten both of them out of the Resistance City when it was invaded. Yawning, Namia slowly stood up and dressed herself silently, not wanting to wake him. The sky was slowly turning a bright blue as the sun poked its blazing head over the horizon. It was dawn - Namia's favourite time of the day. Everyone was still sleeping, except her and the posts. The morning was quiet and still. Not even a bird chirped to wake the sleeping members of the Resistance. Her tail swished side-to-side slowly and her ears twitched, straining to hear any sound other than snores or grunts from sleeping. Leaping up into a tree, Namia leant back against the trunk, thinking of last night's events. She didn't truly understand what Tanken was planning to do, but she had faith in him, and knew that everything was going to be ok, for better or for worse. " I feel like being nice today. I think I'll cook breakfast for everyone." Hopping down from the tree, Namia grabbed her spear and sniffed out the nearest water source with fish. Kneeling down at the edge of the pool, Namia keenly watched the fish swim around below, oblivious of the threat looming above them. With quick darts of her spear and hands, she quickly aquired all the fish she needed to feed the camp. Skewering most of them on her spear and holding some in her other hand, Namia walked back to the camp, gathered what cooking supplies she needed and starting cooking. Soon, a delicious lemony smell drifted throughout the camp. OOC: Couldn't think of much. Just as Namia is, I'm confused about what you are planning Ober.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman]Kala walked along with the others quietly. When she talked to Kane, it felt as if though she talked too much. It wasn't her character to talk so much. And this Jack person intimidated her so much that she dared not say a word in his presence. Her hands shook slightly out of fear of Jack. It wasn't like her to fear someone, but he was just so intimidating to her, his boisterious attitude and tone of voice. She shuddered at the thought of what he could do to her. Quickly, Kala caught up with Sam and flanked her at her left side, Kane on her right. " Um....excuse me Miss Sam....." Kala said timidly. " Yes Kala?" Sam said kindly, realising that it was an effort for Kala to speak up. " Um.......Jack.....he's very intimidating......I don't know if I'll be able to team up with him......" she said softly so Jack or Kane could hear her. " He scares me.....a lot....." " It's ok Kala. I trust that he won't do anything to hurt anyone. He has a sort of sadness around him. I doubt he'll want to spill blood just for the sake of it." " ......Oh....." Kala fell back as the group marched on. After the slaughter of the demons, she had maticulously cleaned her two thin-bladed swords on the grass so no blood would accompany her on their mission. Kane, seeing Kala a little jittery by herself with Jack, joined her at her side. " Are you ok Kala? You seem a little on edge," he commented. Kala lent in close to him and whispered into his ear. " Jack scares me......" She blushed and looked at the ground immediately after saying that. Kane looked back at Jack and then to Kala. " He is sort of scary I guess." He couldn't quite work her out. One time she was asking him all questions, the next, she was as silent as the night could be. They continued to march on over the Scottish hills and meadows until they came to a small settlement surrounding the banks of a small, swift river. Sam stopped, the others followed suit. " What's the matter Sam?" Kane asked, running up to join her at her side. " I didn't think we'd be encountering people this early on. Oh well. I suppose we'll have to sooner or later." Slowly descending the slope to the town, Sam kept looking side to side, searching for something. But what she was looking for was a complete mystery to Kane, Kala and Jack. " What are we going to be doing here Miss Sam?" Kala asked, without any pauses this time. Every minute she was with these people, the more she felt comfortable with them. They were like her, and most importantly of all was that they didn't push her away when they encountered each other. Now Kala was eager to please all members of the party, to show that she's not just tagging along.[/FONT]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS]OOC: I am now going to take liberty of that little 'S' you have there in the ratings Ober. ;) If you don't mind. Namia breathed heavily as cold water cascaded down her back. She was still shaking with anger that the monster turned out to be the Black Knight. Luckily no one had decided to get in the way of her fury, otherwise they too would have been shredded into pieces. She stood under the water with her eyes closed and her thoughts elsewhere. She didn't hear the door to the room open and then shut, or the person who shuffled inside. Her ears were twitched backwards so as no water could get in there and ruin her hearing. A warm hand slid down her spine. Namia purred at the touch, thinking it was her imagination. Then both hands ran down her sides, both warm. She suddenly realised that it wasn't her imagination and whirled around to confront the intruder. Tanken stood there in all his glory, smiling mischievously. " Tanken....what are you...." " Come to check on you." Namia smiled, knowing that wasn't the only reason. She pulled him into a kiss with the water flowing over both of them. Pulling away, she smiled at him devilishly. " I hope that wasn't all you were planning to do here..." [center]*******************************[/center] Namia snuggled into Tanken's shoulder as they sat around a campfire on the outskirts of the city. All of the other Resistance fighters had gathered around the fire, except for Vaxla who had disappeared somewhere. Halthan and Sabin had been talking to each other earlier and wanted to consult Tanken on something when they rudely walked in on Namia, who was dressing in Tanken's room after her shower. Luckily she was in a good mood, and let them off with a whack of her transformed spear to both of them. Terra, Vincent, Densi and a newcomer, Raion, had been scouting the area, looking for what essentials were around and reported back, much to Terra's disgust. Although she did question Namia about her and Tanken, however Namia just blushed and told her to wait and see. Cairo had joined in on Sabin and Halthan's conversation when they turned to Tanken who was looking at Namia asleep on his lap. " What now Tanken, now that you have the Pinnacle?" OOC: Hee hee hee. Hope you don't mind Ober. ;)[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman]Kala shivered in the cold air of Scotland. Something, unbeknowst to her, told her that she needed to be here. It was a frosty morning and ice covered the road she trekked along. She had seen no cars nor trucks pass her since her journey to find whatever made her come here. Her two thin-bladed swords were sheathed in their scabbards at her sides, just in case she was attacked by some vicious passerby. A cold breeze whipped her small skirt around her legs. Two pieces of hair - one pink, one green - fluttered over her head. She hugged herself tighter in the cold, her backpack on her back keeping her a little warm. " Why, why did I have to come here?" she asked herself in a small timid voice. Soft voices suddenly appeared in the wind that drifted over the knoll in front of her. Kala stopped. She listened intently to them. One was a female, older than her. And the other was a boy, about the same age as her. They only had said a sentence to each other, but Kala could plainly hear it in the wind. Then suddenly, a greeat rush of wind whipped around Kala. She threw up her hands to shield herself from it. What she could see through a small gap in her arms was the rushing forward of time. Now Kala could plainly see who the voices belonged to. Then the wind sucked backwards again, leaving her back where she had been before the time warp. Two figures appeared on the top of the knoll. As she predicted, one was female, and the other was male. A feeling of knowing appeared in Kala's heart and she knew that these two people were the reason of her arrival in Scotland. The woman must of seen Kala because after a few minutes, she confronted her. The boy followed close behind, looking at Kala with an unreadable expression on his face. Kala blushed at the appearance of this boy, because she liked black hair and blue eyes on a male. She hastily looked down at her feet. " Another traveller I see," said the woman in a warm voice. " You look very cold. Why aren't you rugged up a little more?" " I'm....not very cold ma'am," Kala replied politely, her voice was soft and timid, like it always had been. " I'm Samantha," the woman introduced herself, holding out her hand in a friendly gesture. Kala took it, but the instant she touched Sam's hand, Kala saw that she had powers. " Are you okay?" the boy asked. He had watched Kala go into a complete trance - her eyes unfocused - and then come back out again. " You.....have powers.....ma'am...." Kala whispered. Sam and the boy looked at each other. " How did you know?" " I .....I have them too.....of time....." " Excellent. Well come along.....ah what's your name?" Sam asked. " I'm.....Kala Primavera...." Kala said, blushing again as she took a quick glance at the boy. " Nice to meet you Kala. This is Kane. He has powers of gravity." " Pleased to meet you sir," Kala said, shaking his hand quickly, looking at the ground. Kane didn't know quite how to reply in this situation. " Now lets go and find the others," Sam said before marching on. Kane followed at Sam's side, looking over his shoulder once or twice at Kala, who followed behind obiedently.[/FONT]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS][b]OOC: Sorry I'm sooooo late. I was having a hard time trying to keep up.[/b] Dancing was a favourite past-time of Phoena's. It gave her time away from her thoughts and worries. She just let the music take hold of her and let them all slip away. Phoena then noticed a man, alone, at a table, sipping at a glass full of mellow brown liquor. She made her way over to him. " Hi!" she said in a very friendly manner. He looked up at her strangely. " I saw you over here by yourself and I was wondering why you are by yourself?" " Blind date..." was the reply. Phoena didn't take to this lightly. " I was only trying to be nice!" she huffed, glaring at him, standing there with her hands on hips. She had travelled all the way from her home in Athens for this treatment. The guy stared at her. " Sorry...I didn't mean to be rude....I'm just not the most luckiest guy." Phoena sat down beside him. " I'm Phoena," she said, shaking his hand firmly, " And you are?" " Michael," he said as he shook back. " So Michael, what exactly are you doing here?" Phoena asked as she asked the bartender for a Rum&Cola. " I'm here with my friends, and waiting for a blind date. You're not her are you?" he suddenly asked. " No no no. I just arrived here in fact. Thought I'd look around the neighbourhood, although I'm not the night-clubbing type of gal," she said, sipping out of a small circular glass that the bartender gave her. Michael sighed with relief. " That's good. For a minute there, I though I was history." " Well, you would have been if I was the blind-date." They both laughed. Phoena swivelled around, looking at the crowd. " I wonder when this mystery girl will turn up? That's if your friends are playing a prank on you and it's a guy?!??!?" " That'd be my luck," Michael sighed. " Hey, don't get so down. I'm sure she'll turn up, eventually." Michael didn't seem to encouraged.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Crawling through this tiny space, Andy and Ivy searched for the civilians M had felt. [i]M.....[/i] When he had said ''I wish I could take away your pain Andy...'', that was it. At that moment, Andy felt all of her barriers break down completely. It was as if he entered her mind and said what she truly desired to hear. Her heart thumped against her chest just thinking about him. " Andy, are you all right back there?" Ivy said, crawling in front of her. Andy smiled. " Yes. Everything will be all right." They finally crawled into a cavernous space, created by the rubble. Dust floated around in the air, enough to choke the two women. They both held their hands over their mouths as they peered through the darkness. The smell of gas still lingered. " I wish this gas would disappear. Maybe then I could give you some more light," Andy whispered, looking at the thin beam of light the flashlight provided. " This will do for now. Unless you want the whole building on top of you," Ivy replied, looking around. There was silence for a couple of minutes before Andy spoke up again. " Ivy, do you really want to know why I don't trust people?" Ivy turned to her to see a deadly serious expression on her face. " Only if you want to tell me." Andy nodded. " Remember when I told you about receiving my tattoo?" " Yes." " Remember the priest I mentioned?" " Yes." " That priest...the one that gave me my tattoo...well.........before he gave me it, he....he.....raped me...." " WHAT?!" Andy looked at the ground shamefully. " It was the most hurtful experience of my life. I couldn't do anything to stop him because I was bound to the table I laid on. I was barely 12." Ivy looked at her stunned. " I can't believe you just opened up to me." Andy still looked at the ground. " M.....told me something......something that I've wanted to hear my whole life......it made me realise that I wasn't being a team member....and that I was being selfish..." Ivy smiled and hugged Andy. " I'm glad you told me. Now lets find these civilians." Andy smiled back. " Right."[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=Red][B][U]Pilot[/U][/B] [B]Name:[/B] Sora Avian [B]Age:[/B] 23 [B]Sex:[/B] Female [B]Origin:[/B] Sandon, Earth but moved to NS1 [B]Appearance:[/B] See attachment - change the hair to fire red and the eyes to gold [B]Personality:[/B] Sora has mellowed a little after the war, but not enough that would deter from her fiery, savy personality. She's become a lot wiser and mature since the Cylargrian War, but still is the same old Sora that everyone knows and loves. She is still a very friendly person, and is willing to help out anyone that needs a hand. And her fiery temper still matches her fiery red hair. [B]Bio:[/B] After the War, Sora and her love, Sayne De Larne, stayed together in Sandon, helping the military and government pick up the pieces left over from the War. The government of Earth was very grateful for all the pilots had done for them and had given them an award for all of their efforts. Sayne and Sora wanted to refuse the award, but both of their fathers pushed them to receive it. With the money part of the award, Sora and Sayne moved to NS1 where they both grew restless, knowing that life for them, or any of the other pilots, would never be the same again. [B]Weakness:[/B] The loss of Sayne/Commander De Larne [I][B]Tournament MechAnima: PHOENIX[/B][/I] [B]Name:[/B] Blaze [B]Personality:[/B] Blaze is still the provoking, daredevil MechAnima from when Sora first met him. He loves the freedom of flying and enjoys the piloting of Sora because she feels the same way. Fearsome and a daredevil in battle, Blaze uses the best of his supersonic speed to despose of his opponents. He is loyal to Sora but likes to provoke her for his entertainment. [B]Appearance:[/B] The same as last time - [URL=http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=21850]Blaze (Dranzer-look-a-like)[/URL] [B]Normal Abilities:[/B] Razor Wing - Two blades lengthen from his wings. Uses these to slice airborne or ground mechs in half. Sonic Blast - Uses the supersonic boom to blast away any enemies nearby. Can deflect missiles or rockets. Has two machine guns on each wing, equipped with plenty of ammunition and cover. Loves close combat. [B]Weakness:[/B] The ground/loss of Sora [I][B]Ledgendary Mechanima: PHOENIX[/B][/I] [B]Name:[/B] Inferno [B]Personality:[/B] Inferno is much like Blaze but is a lot more wild and more vicious. He's hard to control and sometimes does not follow Sora's orders. [B]Appearance:[/B] The same but colour changes to white and gold, instead of red and yellow [B]Normal Abilities:[/B] Same as tournament. [B]Special abilities:[/B] Fire of the Phoenix - Heat from the internal structure of the mech heats the outer armour. Heats it so much that the entire mech is covered in fire. Blaze is powered beyond the norm and can do extraordinary feats. Reincarnation - When Blaze has no energy left or is about to be destroyed, a burst of energy comes from its centre and creates the soul of the phoenix. Used as a last resort. [B]Weakness:[/B] Both Inferno and Sora lose control at this state - that is until Sora learns how to control it.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Lana glared at both of them. " I wish for nothing more than to be alone. For that is all I am. I do not take offerings lightly when I have been pushed away," she hissed. Keitha could feel the spite seeth through her voice. " I do not wish for Nye, although I cannot deny what feelings I have for him. I only wish for death..." Her dark eyes flashed intensely as her wings burst from her shoulders and swept the two away. " I wish to kill any that stands in my path. I may not be as strong as you Keitha, or as prominent. But I assure as hell is happening in this damned city, that I will not do as you tell me anymore. Treat me as a child and a sevant you do. I wanted to be your partner, your friend.......but you push me away.....and I do not forgive lightly." She threw both of her Sais at them, pinning each of them to the wall, one in Keitha's left shoulder, one in the priest's right shoulder. WIth one great sweep of her wings, Lana took off into the night sky and headed back to Nye and the remaining Gyshram. OOC: Sorry demonchild, Lana isn't so easily moved. It's just her character so forgive me for putting that in.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Red][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Nicely done kairi. All of them perfectly suit the characters. I love the playlist. Thanks for doing it.[/COLOR][/FONT]

[FONT=Times New Roman]Lets try this again shall we? [b]Name:[/b] Kala Primavera [b]Age:[/b] 18 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Personality:[/b] Often not seen and heard, Kala tries to fit in with the normal crowd but always ends up being a loner. Always being pushed away by society has its effect on a person. Kala has become withdrawn, quiet and wants to please people. She doesn't like seeing others being hurt and will speak up for them but she is rarely heard. [b]Appearance:[/b] See attachment - girl in the foreground [b]Bio:[/b] Kala was born into a family that had no love for each other. Her mother and father would always fight about one thing or another, and it always ended when her father would use her mother as a punching bag. When Social Services found out that Kala too had been abused, they took her away from her parents and placed in an adoption agency. Being only a small child, she would always be pushed around by all the other kids and was constantly picked on for anything. About 10 years later, Kala was growing into a teenager and had teen urges like wanting to fit into the 'cool' crowd, etc. She was always rejected no matter how hard she tried to fit in. This, and the abuse she had received as a child, made Kala almost unapproachable and was completely withdrawn into her shell. [b]Element:[/b] Time [b]Weapon:[/b] Two thin-bladed short swords, one longer than the other (represent the hands on a clock)[/FONT]

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Trebuchet MS][b]You guys post so much! Never will I leave this RPG for two days! Thanks for keeping my character in![/b] [i]Images of the priest standing over Andy flitted through her mind. She lay naked on the table, her stomach facing towards the floor. The priest was on top of her, also naked. A pain started growing in her crutch area as silent tears ran down her cheeks.[/i] Andy opened her eyes and immediately the seat in front of her burst into flame. Ivy and M had just walked back in to see Lee, Carl and Farel stamping out a fire. They both looked at Andy who had a look of horror upon her face. M walked up to her, a concerned look on his face. " Andy, are you okay?" he said, stretching a hand out to her shoulder. " Don't touch me!" Andy snapped, hitting his hand away. But the instant Andy touched M's hand, the life replay that happened in Andy's mind was transferred to his. He stepped backwards a little, not showing any expression or any indication of what he had just seen. Andy stood up abruptly, arms around her ribs like she was hugging herself. " What just happened M?" Ivy asked curiously, watching Andy walk into the back of the plane wreckage. It took a while for M to find the right words. " Lets just say that I saw something that no one would like to experience." [center]************************[/center] Andy sat in one of the plane's mangled seats. She rocked back and forth slowly, trying to calm herself down, trying desperately not to cry. M had seen it, what had happened to her when she received the tattoo of the phoenix on her back. He had said that it was her punishment from God and that he had instructed him to do it to her. She believed it then, but now was a different story. The feeling and image still haunted her, no matter what she did to supress it. It was like a constant thorn in her side, always reminding her of her past. Andy's hands shook in rage as they were clenched into tight balls. A crunching sound behind her made Andy whirl around and confront whomever stood there. It was M with a very sombre look scrawled on his face. Andy glared at him. " What do you want?" " I .....I saw what happened to you...." he said softly, not daring to look at her in the eyes. " I know," she growled rather threateningly. " I just wanted to tell you that whatever he did to you, wasn't right, and no one should have to go through anything like that." Andy stayed silent. She felt warm towards M but her past kept telling her to keep those barriers up. [i]Never trust anyone but yourself, until they have proven their worth[/i] as her papa used to say. M searched for some sort of emotion or feeling in Andy's face but he couldn't see any. It was if she had trained herself to be completely devoid of emotion to those she didn't know. How dearly he wanted to read her. He wanted to know why she was so complex? Such an enigma? That incident, he supposed, was only one of many events that shaped Andy to become who she is now. Andy looked M in the eyes. " He said that it was my punishment from God for what I had done. I used to believe that was true. Now, I most definitely do not. God doesn't do that to people, nor does he instruct that of people." " You believe in God?" M asked. " Yes." " Why?" " Because He is the only thing I live for My family have all perished and have been sent to Heaven. It is my mission from God to purge the Earth of these ungodly creatures and purify those that exist. That is my burden. And because the only thing I fear is the Devil." " You are so complex Andy. Why do you shut people out?" " My past haunts me so." " And that's why?" " You think you know M, but you don't. It seems like you have lived a sheltered life, away from pain and grief, because of your powers. How would you feel to be punished for those powers? Always punished...." Andy grew silent as M looked on. He swore he saw two tears flow down her cheek. Rays of light suddenly came across the desolate city as the sun poked its welcoming head over the horizon. Andy felt the warmth of the sun on her back as she looked at M once again. " Lets go finish our mission and go home." OOC: Thought some character development was in order. Explaining yet more of my complex character. The floor is yours kairi[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Red][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Three things from anime that I would like.... [b]1. Dark's wings[/b] It would be soo cool to have angel wings, even though thery are dark. It just makes them even better! [b]2. Kirika's assassin skills[/b] Of course I wouldn't use them to kill people :devil: But it would be really cool to be able to do some of the things she's done. [b]3. Robin Sena's pyrokinetic powers[/b] What can I say? I'm a pyro![/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=Blue]Dyna shivered as the cold winter swirled around the Crystal Questers. Then she felt someone wrap their cloak around her. She looked up into the face of Zeth. He smiled at her warmly as Dyna tried to control her shivering. Soon the illusion passed. Dyna found herself on her own atop some sort of mud-brick building. " Where the hell am I?" " You are atop of Muscadet's only weapon shop - Double Blade," a strong, evil sounding voice came to her. Dyna spun around, her sword unsheathed in a matter of seconds. " Who the hell are you and what the hell do you want?" she asked angrily. Darkness surrounded her so she couldn't see a thing. The sound of someone pacing around her echoed through the dark. Dyna stood there, waiting for an answer. " I am Toshi, one of the finest Illusionists around," the voice said. A young Nu Mou appeared. Dressed in a black robe with a black witches' hat, he looked the part of evil. " And one of the evilist," Dyna parried. " That maybe so. But still, you cannot deny my power." He flung his staff at Dyna. " FIRAGA!" A huge ball of flame jumped up from Dyna's feet and engulfed her. The flames were so intense, so hot that Dyna screamed in pain. It felt like that flames had erupted inside of her and were burning her insides to crisps. The flames subsided and Dyna was on all fours, breathing very hard. " Awww...were the flames too hot for you my dear?" Toshi mocked. Dyna stood up slowly, staring him straight in the eyes. " Quite....the opposite. I love fire and heat......That scream you heard, that was a scream on enjoyment!" Dyna hissed. What she said was not true, but it was something that Toshi definitely wasn't expecting for the Nu Mou's eyes were as wide as dinner plates. " You lie!" " Now why would I do that when I know you are far superior in magical skills than I?" Dyna spoke. " Now that is the truth! I am far more powerful than you!" " Then you won't mind if I overpower you with my attack strength then!" Dyna swung the sword around and stopped right at the Nu Mou's nose. " You may be superior than me in the magical department, but you can never beat the Bangaa's Crystal Quester for brute strength. Come with me. You're going to prison, where you belong!" " Not without a fight!" Toshi bellowed and cast another spell on Dyna. This time she felt her vision disappear into nothingness. All she could see was darkness. " What the HELL did you do?" Dyna shrieked. " I made you blind. So you can't see!" Toshi laughed as Dyna wandered around helplessly. " You bastard!" Dyna's temper suddenly snapped. It wasn't like her to get very angry, but this was battle, and the time called for it. Gripping her sword tightly, Dyna swung around and heard a definitely clang. Toshi had been in the sword's path and quickly parried her blow with his staff. " Even blind you still won't die!" " Bangaa aren't known for quitting!" Dyna listened carefully for Toshi. He had to chant something, even if it was a whisper, to summon any of his magic. She heard a slight mumbling and quickly attacked the source. Another clang! Toshi had parried her attack yet again. [i]Wait! I have a technique that I know that can help me![/i] Dyna backed away. " First Aid!" she said softly. A soft warm feeling spread throughout her body and her vision returned slowly. She now saw Toshi standing one foot away from her, chanting. " Oh no you don't!" Dyna leapt forward and punched the Nu Mou in the face, knocking him unconscious, his staff clattering to the ground. The darkness faded around her and Dyna saw the city of Muscadet sprawl out over the land. A cool sea breeze hit her face. It smelt of salt and water. " I need to find the others." Dyna leapt down from the roof, with Toshi slung across her shoulders. She had to bring him to Zedekiah, and there was no other way that she knew how at that present moment in time. OOC: Ok people. Finish fights, and then we'll go crystal hunting. Hee hee hee. You can upgrade your job if you wish after this battle.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Darkness..... The smell of death lingered in the alleyway. Blood....... Lana was crouched over a body that had been mutilated beyond recognition. Numerous other bodies lay around her. Men, women and children - no one had been spared. It was as if Kuroichi himself had been there. Lana retracted her sais from the mutilated body. Blood pooled all over the alleyway floor. Her eyes were darker than the darkness itself. She breathed heavily. All she wanted was death......death and destruction. Kietha had left her to look over Nye and the others, always going off by herself - the blood rage taking over her senses and ensnaring them in a sensual trap. All Lana could do was wait - which was not part of her. Instead, she took out her anger and rage on the mortals, slaying anyone that crossed her. In broad view or in secret, she didn't care. Rage had taken Lana and now no one was there to stop her. Not Nye. Not Keitha. It was just her and her cruel, terrible rage. Her heart thumped against her chest as the desire for more and more death coursed through her body. How dare Keitha leave her behind! How dare she! Walking out of the alleyway, Lana walked the street, stalking any unsuspecting victim that came in her path. One after another they fell, dead, lying on the street. Lana wanted death....adn there was no one who could stop her.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Red][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Tears of joy and relief rolled down Sora's face as she joined Sayne at his side. = ESTABLISHED COM LINK - Sayne = Sora: Sayne.....always be by my side.......for everything..... Sayne: I will Sora [b]Blaze.....are you ready....my friend, my partner...my ally?[/b] [COLOR=DarkRed]Always Sora.....I will always be at your side.......just as Sayne would......[/COLOR] [b]Time for our final attack my friend....[/b] [COLOR=DarkRed]Yes. For our friends....and for Sayne.....[/COLOR] [b]For the world....[/b] Blaze glowed white and gold as Sora was lifted from her seat by some energy force. It totally surrounded her, the energy was calming and provoking at the same time. Angry and sad. Beautiful and terrible. Known......and forgotten. [i]This was the spirit of the phoenix. The ultimate entity that ruled the skies. This is Blaze and Sora's last gift to the world.[/i] " Blaze.......Reincarnation!" A brilliant white form a phoenix rose from Blaze, its sheer size and power instantly recognisable. As the last tail-feather left the mechanical body of its host, Blaze and Sora plummeted to the ground. They smashed into it with unbelievable force, parts of the Phoenix scattering everywhere on impact. The white phoenix stayed in the sky and hovered next to Sayne. Suddenly it flung its wings open with such force that Deviryn was slightly knocked around in the sky. A loud angry war-cry pierced the air and the white phoenix rocketed forward. It plunged into the mothership head first. The immense power of the energy phoenix short-circuited the whole mothership. With one last cry, the phoenix exploded in a burst of dazzling white and gold light, never to be seen until called forth again.[/FONT][/COLOR]