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[color=crimson]Angelic Name: Korikima Name in Life: Kenneth Trotas Sennen Apprent Age: 28 Heroic Last Deed: Kenneth was watching his comrades fall all around him, and his emotions got the best of him in totality, and he stubbornly charged foreward, with only 2 people by his immediate side. After several long duels with different Via'pus members, a single blow through his stomach, and out the other end, destroyed his stomach and part of his lower lungs. His eternal care for his dieing friends, in the end killed himself too. He cried out for whatever God's of Justice there were to help him, but it was to no avail. He faded quickly.. Why you fight: Kenneth fought for his friends, family, and home. All he wanted was a better future for his little sister, who by now is around 14. He was a caring person, and a good friend- so defense of human interests came naturally. He gave his life for his friends gladly, and would do it again if given the chance. Background: He was born into a somewhat normal family, and lived happily, being trained in the family tradition of Swordsmenship. All was well intill he was 18, and his father died in some freak 'accident', leaving his mother, him, and his baby sister alone. The call to arms came, and most of his friends were going into the war. He decided to help them at all costs.. maybe the future would be brighter for his sister than it was for him. Maybe he could change it all..[/color]

[color=crimson]On a cliff far away, the clouds roll over at an unheard of rate, Ken looks around himself and sees a Goddess smiling down at him. Ken: Is this.. Heaven? Goddess: No. BB Just knocked you out for being a jack*ss. Ken: Oh. So this is Hell. Goddess: No.. Ken: My God. I've been reincarnated. Goddess: YOU ARENT DEAD YOU NINNY! Ken: o_o;; Ninny? Goddess: *slaps forehead* Shut up. I have brought you hear for you to do my bidding, and.... [i]destroy the house[/i].. Ken: I already tryed. o_o Goddess: You must use this weapon. This weapon was forged from the bowls of Hell... it is cursed with an unknown power... it is... [b]THE GOLDEN CHAINSAW OF DAMNATION[/b] Ken: The what? [b]THE GOLDEN CHAINSAW OF DAMNATION[/b] Ken: *sticks finger in ear and wiggles it a bit* Pardon? [b]The Golden Chainsaw of Damnation.[/b] Ken: I'm sorry.. you'll have to speak louder. *stretches* [b]The Golden Chainsaw of Damnation........[/b] Ken: Eh? [b]Shut up.[/b] Goddess: Yes. This weapon is now yours. It will be in your suitcase in the bedroom, when you awake. Ken: You know, I can see up your skirt from this angle. *[b]SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP[/b]* Falling over into the soil, Ken passes out in his dream... ... And awakes with a start at the house.[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: *gets up* *begins to yell out Simple and Clean* [i].... Problem child.[/i] *[b]ZAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP![/b]* *thud*[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: *stands on the roof of the house with a guitar and several amps* *ahem* *[b]LOUDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD GUITARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR GUITAR GUITAR GUITAR[/b]* [i]$)%*)#@_)@*%@!#_!_#_*%)#[/i] *[b]ZAP![/b]* *THUD* Smoke bellows upward from Ken's body, as he coughs smoke out and passes out, a long sigh coming from the intercom...[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: *jumps up* I'm up. I'm up. Am I late for work? *blinks* LK: Well... Kitty Plushie: Meow meow meow meow... Ken: o_o;... Is that a Ginny: Yes ... Ken: And it's yours? Ginny: Yeap. Ken: And it talks? Ginny: Dont ask me how. o_o Ken: .. [i]Ken just stares at the plushie..[/i][/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: *stoned* I'm gonna go get some water.. *walks over to the couch and picks one of the cushions up* Looks like we're out of drinks.. [i]His eyebrow twitched slightly, and he fell face first onto the couch and instantly fell into a drugged sleep. God knows how weird his dreams were..[/i][/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: *jumps up* You cannot hurt me! For I am God. [i]..[/i] Ken: Hahahahahaha *falls over unconsious*.... Neil: *gets up and dusts himself off* You know better than to do that. -.- *walks off*[/color]

[color=crimson]Neil: I could.. Blow it up messily... But I do that alot.. *places hand on chin* Hmmm... Ken: Why dont you just rip it apart with a chain saw? [i]Dont give him ideas.[/i] Ken: Whoa. This is worst than [i]Field of Dreams[/i]. Do that "If you build it they will come" thing. [i]No. Just no.[/i] Ken: Neil, you could.. [i]Alright, Alright, Alright.. *sighs*... *AHEM AHEM* ~ If you build it, they... will come. ~ Satisfied?[/i] Ken: Is that the BEST you can do? [i]..[/i][/color]

[color=crimson]Neil: THE HOUSE TOOK AWAY MY STRIPPERS! BURN IT DOWN! Ken: Oh for the love of.. Neil: But it didnt take my Red Bull away. *takes a long sip* Muahahah. Ken: *turns on loud heavy metal and lays down on the grass* Neil: *continues debating if he should burn the house down, or destroy it slowly..*[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: Neil. Shouldnt you go inside and unpack before you hang out in the pool with strippers? Neil: No. [i]Ken shrugged and turned to see everyone there, staring at Neil.[/i] House: Neil. You shouldnt be doing that. Neil: ... The house is talking, Ken. Ken: Yea. I know. Neil: It's just like Red Rose.. Ken: Well. Er. Neil: THE HOUSE IS DEMONIZED! BURN IT DOWN! Ken: Neil. The house [i]isnt[/i] demonized. Its suppose to talk. Neil: Oh. Well. Back to my strippers. Strippers: *giggle* Ken: .. House: Neil, You shouldnt have strippers here. Neil: Shhhhh.. *grins at one of the strippers*[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: Well. If Craig is drunk already... I should check on Neil. Ken briskly walked outside where Neil was in the pool with two strippers, along with two cans of the dreaded.. Red Bull. Sweatdropping slightly, Neil took a long sip from the Red Bull. Neil: Strippers n Red Bull. This wont be so bad after all. Ken: ..; [/color]

[color=crimson]Name: Orion Hero / Villian: Hero, But not a Rummi. Age: 872, looks 16. Race: ArchAngel Weapon: Turskanmi- Sword around 6 feet in length, and is an inch wide. It is a thick sword, maybe half an inch, and is extremely sharp from being forged in Heaven. Top 3 spells: [b]Forkantos[/b]- A massive beam of pure holy magic extends out from his right hand, elminating anyone in it's path. [b]God's Tear[/b]- Ressurection/Healing power that drains Orion's energy supply for the rest of the day. [b]Frozen Memories[/b]- Orion goes into a fetal postion, as a crystal forms around him and all his energy is restored in an hour instead of a day. Can only be used once every day, and only during the daylight. Discription: 8'2, with large white feathery wings. He wears a silver platemail, along with large black combat boots. He keeps his sword on a sheath along his back. Looks very strong. Bio: Born in the clouds of Heaven under two of the strongest knights of Jehovah's army. For 872 long years, God has known of the ressurection of the Rummi race, and has been training Orion for the reappearance of Angel's on the planet. Orion is being sent as an ultimate guardian and Ally of the Rummi.[/color]

[color=crimson][i]Ken walks into the house with a backpack and a suitcase. He takes a large wiff of "clean house" air and snorts. 3 people had gone in before him, but it was of no matter. The first door he happened to open was the restroom next to the Blue bedroom.[/i] Ken: Well. It's a nice restroom. With a fresh.. freshy smelly smell. [i]Ken shut the door, and unzipped his pants. It had been a long trip from his home, and his bladder was about to explode..[/i][/color]

[color=crimson]Hmm. Pretty cool. I'm sorry for all Australians who were killed or injured, because you arent a bad bunch ;). But what can we expect. There's going to be more and more of this occuring, and I for one are not going to gasp everytime it happens and say it's wrong. It's just a part of life now I guess.[/color]

[color=crimson]Age: 8/10/88. Barely 14. Height: 6'2 Eyes: Brown. Hair: Dark Brown, Almost Black, but just a little off. Weight: 256 pounds. Occupation: Lawn Mower. Intrests: Video Games, RolePlaying, Finding my Sister, and Science. Fav Anime: Princess Monoke and Inyuasha. Other: I like being offensive to people. ^.^[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken sat down at a table intfront of cafe with a cup of hot tea, the steam flowing into his nostrils, making him smile. He watched Raven order something, and was amazed at how beautiful she looked now- So much different than the little girl he had played with. But, then again, he had changed alot as well. It was especially suprising that this flower of a succubus infront of him had just killed her father, and was now leader of a volitle clan of Demons. Ken simply shook his head and began to sip his tea, silently thinking about the strange turn of events with Moseif, and the looming evil that was building somewhere on Earth. Raven sat down with a cup of some kind of alcohol, and took a long sip of it, sighing afterwards. When she sat in some positions, you could see the strain of her wings against the back of her shirt, Ken grinned at how lucky he was to be able to suck his wings into his body. "Tell me, Ken. Where have you been? What all have you seen? My father has been rambleing on about you often, since around 4 years ago." She said after a sip of her drink. "My problem with the DemonLord clan started with me finding the ancient weapon the BloodSphere on a job for an archelogical dig, looking for ruins of some sort. Your father claimed that the weapon I, on my own, had aquired was now theirs. I refused, and curtly walked away. Ever since, most of your clan hates me, and i've killed more than my share of DemonLord minons." Raven nodded slowly as I finished, and looked down at the ground, kind of embaressed for some reason. Ken arched an eyebrow at her, and was about to speak, but she looked up at him. "I missed you alot Ken. It was boring without your insane antics after you left when you were 10." She said with a slight smile. "I would have much rather stayed with you and your mother.." He replied, staring out at the horizon, "And I missed being with you alot too." An awkward, "What can I say next?" silence descended on the two of them, Ken just grinning through it all. He had been to hell and back looking for her while on his jobs, and instead she came to him. What an ironic world it truely is. "Raven, I'm glad you're ok. I had feared that you had been injured during the Clan Wars 5 years ago.." Ken said slowly, looking straight at her. "Heh. They couldnt have killed me. Come on." She replied with a smirk. "Maybe not, but I was still quite worried.." They continued to talk, sipping their drinks every so often. Both of them happy to see the either again..[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken raised his hand, and stared at the blood which dripped off of it. He jumped back and stared around, half expecting the same hole to be blown into his own back. But an uneasy silence fell, the only sound coming from the slow flow of water coming from the fountain, the woman looking as serene and innocent as ever, as the stone flowers around her gently cryed their tears out into the pool beneath them, a lone white bird standing on the edge of the fountain. Ken stared at the bird, as it turned away from him and flew off into the sky, disappearing into a white cloud. As he turned back to look, Moseif's body began to give off a black mist into the air, and began to deteriorate and rot, blackened flesh falling off of the bones onto the dirt, and slowly turning into nothing. Even his sword broke in half, the pieces being swallowed into the ground- Just like a ship sinking at sea. Slowly, quietly, all it's sorrow being drug down with it to it's death. His face was locked in shock, no thought in his mind explaining what had just occured. Ken stared down at his feet for a minute, as a wind kicked up, the grass in some parts of the square shifting their stance as they were pushed over by it. "[i]Could someone have attacked him? No. I would have seen the blast- Or at least heard something. He was talking about that stone, and it seemed to literally eat him alive. I dont know... Its just unreal that Moseif is actually dead...[/i]" Ken's face straightened as he looked to the exact spot where Moseif was, but saw nothing. As a cloud moved from blocking the sun, he closed his eyes in deep thought. Around 5 minutes passed, and finally he looked up to the sky. A small glint came from a small distance off, the spot where Moseif had died. Ken got up quickly and jogged over to the spot, and leaned down and picked up an arrow that had been sucked into the ground slightly as the demon died. It was broken in two, the pressure of the magic that collapsed as the demon had died apprent. Ken looked at the arrowhead, and saw some green fluid mixed in with the crimson stains on it. "Poison.. and a very deadly one at that. The person who did this had alot of skill and determination to hit right on the mark like that. But who could did such a thing?" "I did." A woman's voice rang out. Startled, Ken jumped up and immediately went into a martial arts stance. Before him was a young woman, around the age of 20, who had the longest black hair that he had ever seen- it went past her knees. It had some tints of red in it, and her eyes were also colored a mix of black and red. She wore the armor of a member of Moseif's clan, and had a black cloak that blew slightly in the wind. "And who are you?" I said, still in my stance. "Raven. The new leader of the DemonLords." She said, looking down at the arrowhead with pride. "[i]Of course! The DemonLord clan is one of the most volitle politcally. Rumors of a cuu in that clan have been circulating since I was 16- Around the same time we first fought. But Raven... She's changed alot. She's so...[/i]" Ken stared her straight into her eye, and she shifted incomfortably- It felt like her very soul was being opened up within her, and being read like a book. After around 12 seconds, he blinked once, and the feeling vanished within her, sending a shiver down her spine. "So. You finally did it... Knocked the old fool out and made way for the newer less-bloodthiristy but more intelligent leader, one that would lead you to dominance in your race." I said while circling around her cautiously. "That fool was getting in our way. Simple strength will get us nowhere, especially with Half Demon mercenaries roaming about." She replied with a smirk. "Why now? And why right before he was going to fight me, or at least go on about that god forsaken stone he's been trying to get." "He wasnt expecting being hit from behind, obviously. So why not now?" "I cant believe that finally, Moseif is dead... and at the hand of his own daughter." "Believe it. His soul is already back to whatever hellspawn place he came from." She said as that same damned demon smirk came to her face. "I suppose so, but I wish to know if you plan to end my life as well." Ken said as non-threatningly as he could, trying to avoid confrontation with the highly skilled Succubus infront of him. "No. Should I have a reason to want to?" "I would think not. Heh. But you can never be sure, now can you?" She looked down at the arrow, and nodded silently, her face etched in thought, planning, and a hint of excitement. I knew that either good things or bad things could be coming with the rise of a new DemonLord, especially one as cunning as this. I'd have to admit, beautiful and cunning- Two traits which are very deadly, especially for a man of the street like myself. "I was actually suprised to see you here, Ken. It's been awhile." She said, breaking my train of thought. Even worse for me, she was an old childhood friend. Her mother had been friends with mine, and without her husbunds concent let me play with Raven. Those had been more happy times, but were not as interesting as the hotshot life I lead now. "Let's go somewhere and talk.. It's been pretty boring without your insane antics, Ken." She said softly, smileing at me. He nodded, and they both walked out of the plaza...[/color]

[color=crimson]9/10. I really enjoyed this movie very much so, if you forgot the Final Fantasy part of the title ;)[/color]

[color=crimson]Walking silently to the large mansion on the west side of Torken, I walked past row after row of beutiful houses. Some of them had Spainish architecture with flowing arches and large windows, others were distinctly english with a castle look to them, the grey stone walls seeming to stare at me with a forboding silence. There was a grand fountain in the middle of group of houses, and I stopped to admire the beauty of it. It had a woman with a harp sitting in the middle of a small stone garden, water flowing out of every flower in the small garden. I slowed down and sat down at the edge of the fountain, and looked down to the ground as I rested. I thought about the fountain, and the image of my mother flashed into my mind. I almost fell over as I turned around, and realized the foutain looked exactly like mom.. Even if I didnt know her, magic does great things for veiwing into your past. I sighed slightly at my curse of being something that isnt that common in this world.. A Demon, yet a human. It was a curse that I could never take away from me, as I lived thousands of years in this form from my Demon blood that coursed through my veins haunting me. I broke out of my thoughts as a shadowy figure turned the corner, with his sword drawn, blood dripping off the silver edge onto the dust below. Ken looked up cautiously, and saw the red glowing mark of the Clan of DemonLords, the same clan that he had killed a member of earlier. "What do you want, Moseif?" I called out to the master of the clan. I had delt with this hardheaded killer before- He insists on being the only clan that always shows up on my jobs, and we have had an icy truce for some 4 years now. "You know why i'm here, fool. You killed my minon who was aquireing our stone. This is the last time Ken, I will no longer tolerate you interfereing with our plans. That stone... That stone... was so valuable..." I stood up and stared at him, my eyes glowed a slight red as a few sparce clouds rolled overhead. I crossed my arms and stared at Moseif, who seemed to be shaking at the thought of stone. [i]This is confusing. I know that stone is powerful, but not to this level-.. What is it about that stone?[/i] "What do you need the stone for?" I said while lowering my glance right to his eyes. Moseif's eyes seemed to be shaking, and his pupils were dilating. I was suprised that all this was over the mere thought of a stone. Sweat formed on his forehead, beads beginning to slid slowly down his red skin. He blinked a few times, and a few droplets fell down to the ground. "Moseif?" He was starting to worry me. He seemed to be sick, or dieing even. His knees bent down a bit, and he started to shake all over. I reached out to him, and placed my hand on his shoulder. I shook him slightly, and he fell over, a giant hole in the back, his flesh ripped to shreads, ribbons hanging out of the hole....[/color]

[color=crimson]"So ummmm... What's your name, mister?" Both of them had been walking for about 15 minutes, asking around the market, and searching high and low for her mother. Guessing she had gone home to her own house, they were headed across town. "My name is Ken. Ken Sennen." He said with a smile. "That's cool. My name is Tori, and i'm gonna be a powerful sorceress when I grow up!" She exclaimed wide eyed. "Oh really? Well you know, I'm a pretty good sorcerer myself." "Really Ken?! *eyes sparkle* Show me a trick! Show me a trick!" "... A trick?" "Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes! Pleaseeeeeee!" "......" Tori put on a puppy dog face and looked at Ken as he smacked his forehead. He moved his hand a little and looked at her with one eye and sighed a bit. "Fine.." He said reluctantly. "Yay!" She said with a big grin. Ken raised both of his hainds to his waist, and put them out in front of him. The air rippled as a small black orb grew to the size of a small rock, and floated right infront of Tori's eyes. "Ooo! It's sparkly! And black!" "Hehheh. Dont touch it Tori. I dont need you to end up dead now do I?" "Ermmm..." She stuttered and stepped back a bit. As quickly as it came, the orb left, and Ken looked up as they crossed into a residential district full of the hustle and bustle of many of the richer people that resided on this fair planet. Horse drawn carts passed by quickly, some holding goods, and other holding noblemen. "We're here!" Tori said as she ran twards her house. Ken followed behind, hands in his pockets nervously. He always stuck out among noblemen, even if he was one by his father's side- He just didnt look like one. Tori opened the door, and Ken followed in, shutting it quietly behind him. "Momma. I'm home." "Tori! Oh my goodness I was worried sick.." Her mother cryed out of the kitchen in relief. With his work done, Ken said "I'm glad she's home. I guess i'll be going now." "No no. Let me thank you, I insist." The mother called out. In walked the most beutiful woman Ken had ever layed his eyes on, and it left him completely at a loss for words. His mouth dropped, and he stared without any inhibitions. "Thank you so much for saving my daughter... She's all that I have." "... Nnnn... Nnnnn... N-n-n-n-no problem M-m-ma'am." Ken stammered out like a drunken fool. Tori poked her head out from behind her mother and giggled slightly at the sight of Ken. [i]If I caught a glance at my face I might do the same...[/i] "She just asked for my help, so I was glad to help her. I dont mean to intrude on you, so I think i'll be going now." Ken said, while bowing slightly. The woman looked down at Ken's hands and caught sight of claws- Demon claws to be exact. She stepped back with a gasp, and looked up to his face. "You're a demon!" She pratically yelled. "Not really. I'm Ken." He said as he opened the door, "If I was a demon, I wouldnt have brought your daughter back silly. See you around town Tori *waves*" With that Ken stepped out and walked back twards O'Connel's warehouse. This was a great city for his summer house, which resided just outside of town, next to a large pond full of fish, some of them magical mind you. He looked up and decided to stay here a bit longer before he went back to England- But right now, it was time to get his pay.[/color]

[color=crimson]Standing infront of a nearby cafe, Ken eyed O'Connels warehouse with pleasure. It had been a fun yet short fight with the Demonlord, and had left it's scar on the warehouse. Workers were already swarming the wall in the early morning hours, all of them once in awhile pointing at Ken and saying something amongst themselves. The smell of cooking from the cafe filled Ken's nostrils, and a large grin came to his face. The payoff from this job would be expetional, better than most of his dead-end low paying jobs- better yet, today was payday. He was glad, for he had been away from his home in England for too long, and something was disturbing him. Some kind of evil was brewing somewhere- But it probably was of no matter. Evil seemed to be cropping up everywhere, even here in southern Spain. "I mean, I had some evil for breakfast this morning." He said outloud to himself with a smirk. Mr. O'Connel walked around the corner of his warehouse, inspecting it careful. Two men were folloing him, discussing something of some sort, O'Connel nodding once in awhile- And glancing up at Ken a few times. Most everyone in town that had watched Ken last night was avoiding him now, the old and the young. It wasnt anything new from other towns. Even as Ken thought about this, a little girl trotted up who couldnt be more than 9 or 10. Ken looked down at the little girl, and she smiled back up at him. "'Scuse me mister, but can you help me?" She asked while tugging at his arm. "... What's the problem, kid?" "Well um. I'm kinda lost. My mom was somewhere in the market, when I got lost in a crowd. Could you help me mister?" "Sure thing kid. Where do you think she'd be?" "Ummmm...." "..." "Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." "Well? Come on. Spit it out." Ken said with an arched eyebrow. ".. I dunno." "........" Shaking his head, he ruffled the little girl's hair up a bit and leaned down. "Well. Dont worry about that. Let's find your mom."[/color]

[color=crimson]Amph, Please. Spare me. It was sick for them to do everything they did to me, and i'm not saying that for attention or pity. It's just unfair for only me to be called sick here ;)[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by SSJ5 Vegeta [/i] [B]And Death Knight. You don't think murder is wrong you arrogant little prick... Imagine that same killer sighting in your mother, your brother, your sister, your father, your g/f etc.[/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson]Actually, i've wanted to kill my legal parents for a long time now, and the only family by blood I know of is my mother and sister. You can kill my bio mother anytime you want, she expressed enough that she wished I was dead as a child. But if my sister died, I would feel sorrow most likely. I would take the bullet for her, probably. I miss her dearly, but she's out there somewhere. Heh. If he took my girlfriend, I would prolly be pretty sad, I love her dearly. But otherwise, you can kill whoever you want honestly. For Amphion, i'll throw in all christians. Go ahead and kill them if you want, I definately wont stop you. lol. Oh and all those snipers killed who they thought was the enemy, not making a statement to the world. They did what they were ordered, not what they felt like doing. So I dont respect them for killing when someone else told them to ;)[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by AnimeLover [/i] [B][color=red] Purely your opinion on this matter. Just give the truth.[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson]I honestly dont know. You cant really imagine how you would react at nearly dieing, and especially at the hand of someone you respect. Nearly dieing isnt something you can just imagine up how it feels. If you can, then you've nearly died before ;) LOL@gokents. You're a funny brat, but still a brat. Thanks to AnimeLover for asking me these things nicely. I'm not really all that bad, but people seem to judge pretty fast on the net. Gracias mi amigo, you are one of a kind on these boards.[/color]

[color=crimson]Actually, like everything else, right and wrong is all opinon Like to you, murder is 'wrong', as it is with most of the population. But to me, murder isnt 'wrong'. Nothing is wrong with me, its just my opinon. ^_^[/color]