Introduction
An alien invasion threatens to wipe out mankind's only hope for survival....
2039 A.D. Earth suffers from a sudden invasion by alien forces. The world had never seen an enemy like this. Strange mech robots descended from the sky wreaking havoc across the globe. Nineteen years passed after that event, and with chaos ruling the globe, the only way to rescue the world from utter destruction is to survive and fight against those who forced the human race into complete annihilation.
It is now 2051. All of mankind has been wiped out and the planet is devastated. Only 6 humans are left and they aren't your average Joe. These 6 individuals have been physically enhanced specifically to fight against the alien race. They have one goal, one mission. And that is to defend against the invasion long enough for Earth's final trump card is completed. A weapon that was being created was said to be mankind's last hope for taking back Earth. It has been nineteen years and the 6 have been fending off the alien race time and time again from complete take over. But the leaders of the alien force have been planning something big as well.
There were fifteen of them. Beings from another planet who were responsible for the numass invasion. Powerful beings who were clearly more technically advanced than us. But even still, the humans put up such a resistance that after nineteen years of fighting, the 12 took the lives of eight of their members leaving them with only seven. To this day, those seven were called the Seven Apostles. And now they are back. With alien reinforcements on the way, the Seven Apostles ready themselves for the third invasion that is planned to be their last. Their goal: wipe out the remaining twelve and annihilate mankind from the face of the planet.
The 6 realize that the aliens are closing in. The project for Earth's ultimate weapon was called project 12, where the weapon would be on standby for 12 years to ready itself to fight the alien force. Due to the urgency of the situation the 6 decide to use the weapon 2 years early. There is only one problem. None of them had even seen, touched, let alone used this so-called weapon.
So this is where our story begins. In a hidden facility, way under what is left of San Francisco city, the 6 decide to open the stasis tank where the weapon has been in storage for 10 years. You will be playing one of the twelve. Remember, you are not regular humans but you also are not gods. Please do not give your character too much power as in no telekinesis AND super strength. You can only have one supernatural power and don't make it too powerful either. This is only an enhancement to defend against the aliens. All of the 6 have received mad combat training and are the best of the best when it comes to fighting. Please choose a specialty or certain weapon your character uses, almost like a class. There will be 3 males and 3 females in this RP.
2039 A.D. Earth suffers from a sudden invasion by alien forces. The world had never seen an enemy like this. Strange mech robots descended from the sky wreaking havoc across the globe. Nineteen years passed after that event, and with chaos ruling the globe, the only way to rescue the world from utter destruction is to survive and fight against those who forced the human race into complete annihilation.
It is now 2051. All of mankind has been wiped out and the planet is devastated. Only 6 humans are left and they aren't your average Joe. These 6 individuals have been physically enhanced specifically to fight against the alien race. They have one goal, one mission. And that is to defend against the invasion long enough for Earth's final trump card is completed. A weapon that was being created was said to be mankind's last hope for taking back Earth. It has been nineteen years and the 6 have been fending off the alien race time and time again from complete take over. But the leaders of the alien force have been planning something big as well.
There were fifteen of them. Beings from another planet who were responsible for the numass invasion. Powerful beings who were clearly more technically advanced than us. But even still, the humans put up such a resistance that after nineteen years of fighting, the 12 took the lives of eight of their members leaving them with only seven. To this day, those seven were called the Seven Apostles. And now they are back. With alien reinforcements on the way, the Seven Apostles ready themselves for the third invasion that is planned to be their last. Their goal: wipe out the remaining twelve and annihilate mankind from the face of the planet.
The 6 realize that the aliens are closing in. The project for Earth's ultimate weapon was called project 12, where the weapon would be on standby for 12 years to ready itself to fight the alien force. Due to the urgency of the situation the 6 decide to use the weapon 2 years early. There is only one problem. None of them had even seen, touched, let alone used this so-called weapon.
So this is where our story begins. In a hidden facility, way under what is left of San Francisco city, the 6 decide to open the stasis tank where the weapon has been in storage for 10 years. You will be playing one of the twelve. Remember, you are not regular humans but you also are not gods. Please do not give your character too much power as in no telekinesis AND super strength. You can only have one supernatural power and don't make it too powerful either. This is only an enhancement to defend against the aliens. All of the 6 have received mad combat training and are the best of the best when it comes to fighting. Please choose a specialty or certain weapon your character uses, almost like a class. There will be 3 males and 3 females in this RP.
Leader of the 12(male): Michael Parker played by Beach-Born-Boy
Male 2: reserved for Famished Pants
Male 3: reserved for Me
Second in command(female): Maya "Zechs" Dirge played by Tsukiakari
Female 1: Vi Graythorn played by angel51897
Female 2: Jade "Trigger" Mirage played by TnevdaNai
You may also play as one of the Seven Apostles if you wish. We do not need these characters to start but every good story has to have villains. You will be commanding the alien forces as well as being very powerful yourself. This is an alien race with advanced technology, please make them powerful but not to powerful where the 12 have no way of defeating them. If you need any reference see this page http://blackrockshooter.wikia.com/wiki/Seven_Apostles.
Apostle 1 Leader: White Rock Shooter played by Me!
Apostle 2: Seiko played by Chizzura
Apostle 3-7: reserved for me but please ask me if you wanna play as one!
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Personality: (At least a paragraph)
Power Enhancement:(Nothing to powerful)
Specialty:(Class/skill.... What they are good at in combat)
Weapon of choice:
Opinions on using the unknown weapon:
History: (optional)
Other: (anything else?)
Seven Apostles
Name:
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Personality: (At least a paragraph)
Power:(Nothing to powerful)
Specialty:(Class/skill.... What they are good at in combat)
Weapon of choice:
Opinions on the humans:
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Other: (anything else?)
Have fun and post at least once a day. And no one liners. Please post a paragraph or two UNLESS it is a dialogue scene and you are talking to someone and waiting for their reply. Writer's block is understandable but make an effort to make your posts lengthy. USE GOOD GRAMMAR!! No spelling errors or anything like that. I would like this RP to be neat. I'll add this and more to the rules section.
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Zechs smirked, watching as the attack abruptly shifted in size, shape, and color. Perfect. Everything was going according to plan. The Apostle had already begun to carelessly throw around her power to absorb and assimilate a blast from dozens of concentrated particle cannons, a feat which, even for such a prodigious entity, would doubtless sap at least some of her power, whereas Zechs' own attack had been little more than simply reflection, something which took her very little strength to use while maximizing the attack's effectiveness.
It might have seemed somewhat silly to plan for a gigantic barrage of energy to be redirected at once's location, but Zechs wasn't without a plan to deal with the situation. In reality, she wasn't even there, having launched herself to the side immediately after launching her attack whilst masking her visible presence using her powers. It had been a simple matter to create a decoy of herself to serve as a plain, exposed target, and since the enemy had taken the bait, it had worked perfectly! She was now clear of the blast, and-
And then, like so many well thought out plans before it, it went horribly, horribly wrong.
It wasn't that Zechs had been careless - far from it. She had meticulously prepared both her attack and her means of escape, had predicted her opponent's move perfectly. But, there was one thing she hadn't counted on, one thing that many would-be masterminds like herself had discounted before her. Namely, she hadn't planned for the fact that someone outside of her machinations didn't know her well enough to realize what they were, and, apparently, really, really wanted to be a hero.
As Soma intercepted the blast and was propelled backwards, falling through the illusory copy of the soldier in blue rather than against it, he not only had removed himself from the fight, but he had also revealed much earlier than she'd have liked that Zechs was capable of such trickery. Now that the enemy knew, the same trick couldn't be used for a surprise attack even once, which jeopardized her plans right from the beginning, almost as much as they were jeopardized by the reckless sacrifice of her comrade. Immediately, she dispelled the now useless cloaking field, and dived downward, catching Soma mid fall - although she was unable to retrieve his mammoth weapon, for obvious reasons, and just barely managing to right both of them in time to land securely next to Trigger.
"He's down," she said simply, laying him down alongside the unconscious girl and motioning to the sniper to emphasize the intended point. "Keep him covered."
And with that, she sprang off again, moving into the air and trying to plan for her next move. As she concentrated her powers for her next attack, she couldn't help but curse mentally. Because she hadn't acquainted Soma with her abilities beforehand, this had happened, and, no matter how obvious it was that he had acted on his own will, she couldn't help but feel the she had somehow failed...
It might have seemed somewhat silly to plan for a gigantic barrage of energy to be redirected at once's location, but Zechs wasn't without a plan to deal with the situation. In reality, she wasn't even there, having launched herself to the side immediately after launching her attack whilst masking her visible presence using her powers. It had been a simple matter to create a decoy of herself to serve as a plain, exposed target, and since the enemy had taken the bait, it had worked perfectly! She was now clear of the blast, and-
And then, like so many well thought out plans before it, it went horribly, horribly wrong.
It wasn't that Zechs had been careless - far from it. She had meticulously prepared both her attack and her means of escape, had predicted her opponent's move perfectly. But, there was one thing she hadn't counted on, one thing that many would-be masterminds like herself had discounted before her. Namely, she hadn't planned for the fact that someone outside of her machinations didn't know her well enough to realize what they were, and, apparently, really, really wanted to be a hero.
As Soma intercepted the blast and was propelled backwards, falling through the illusory copy of the soldier in blue rather than against it, he not only had removed himself from the fight, but he had also revealed much earlier than she'd have liked that Zechs was capable of such trickery. Now that the enemy knew, the same trick couldn't be used for a surprise attack even once, which jeopardized her plans right from the beginning, almost as much as they were jeopardized by the reckless sacrifice of her comrade. Immediately, she dispelled the now useless cloaking field, and dived downward, catching Soma mid fall - although she was unable to retrieve his mammoth weapon, for obvious reasons, and just barely managing to right both of them in time to land securely next to Trigger.
"He's down," she said simply, laying him down alongside the unconscious girl and motioning to the sniper to emphasize the intended point. "Keep him covered."
And with that, she sprang off again, moving into the air and trying to plan for her next move. As she concentrated her powers for her next attack, she couldn't help but curse mentally. Because she hadn't acquainted Soma with her abilities beforehand, this had happened, and, no matter how obvious it was that he had acted on his own will, she couldn't help but feel the she had somehow failed...
As soon as he was given the order, Raiden had launched himself towards the nearest mech with anger, confidence and sadistic intentions. These damn bastards couldn't feel pain, at least not the mechs. Apostles were not immune to pain... not in the least. Actually, Dante feared for his humanity during the slow, grueling execution of one of the apostles, which visibly made one of the still out and about apostles reel back in horror. At least some of them knew how important fear could be.....
He raised his hand in response to a mech who thought it wise to attack him after already making the mistake of existing near him. What a fool. Power as it is usually referred as charged within his palm, flaring about as if to break free from its owner and cause destruction. His charge was many times more volatile than normal, an effect of the rage that Raiden felt upon seeing this Apostle. The monster shot his attack while the mech launched its. The two forces collided, stirring about viciously and making a loud racket before the red was overcome by the yellow and disentegrated the mechanical being into nothingness, evoking a devilish smirk upon his confident lips.
"Damn it!"
That same grin was the replaced by a frown as he saw Soma slam heavily into Zechs, or so it seemed. Soma apparently told physics to fuck off and die when he went through the visual mimic of Zechs. Raiden raised an eyebrow at this before he realized where the true Zechs was. Well, there went one of her plans and an ally. Guess he would have to assist Zechs, lest she be injured and the fear of Micheal's wrath was nowhere near as intimidating as the guilt that he would feel from himself. Any injury to one of the girls was his fault and his responsibility. He wouldn't let that happen, and after Zechs had secured a safe-ish position for the unconcious Soma and leaped into the air, Raiden began to help.
With only about a milisecond delay between teleports, Raiden found himself approaching the Apostle from the opposite side that Zechs was. He wouldn't make the same mistake as his unconcious teammate, and was prepared to evade anything that Zechs threw at the man, but knowing her preference to tire out the more difficult opponents, he probably didn't have to watch out for those. Nevertheless, he kept sure to send a flurry of un-charged bolts at Mii. He expected nothing more than annoying jolts had they hit, but annoying her would be..... satisfying.
He raised his hand in response to a mech who thought it wise to attack him after already making the mistake of existing near him. What a fool. Power as it is usually referred as charged within his palm, flaring about as if to break free from its owner and cause destruction. His charge was many times more volatile than normal, an effect of the rage that Raiden felt upon seeing this Apostle. The monster shot his attack while the mech launched its. The two forces collided, stirring about viciously and making a loud racket before the red was overcome by the yellow and disentegrated the mechanical being into nothingness, evoking a devilish smirk upon his confident lips.
"Damn it!"
That same grin was the replaced by a frown as he saw Soma slam heavily into Zechs, or so it seemed. Soma apparently told physics to fuck off and die when he went through the visual mimic of Zechs. Raiden raised an eyebrow at this before he realized where the true Zechs was. Well, there went one of her plans and an ally. Guess he would have to assist Zechs, lest she be injured and the fear of Micheal's wrath was nowhere near as intimidating as the guilt that he would feel from himself. Any injury to one of the girls was his fault and his responsibility. He wouldn't let that happen, and after Zechs had secured a safe-ish position for the unconcious Soma and leaped into the air, Raiden began to help.
With only about a milisecond delay between teleports, Raiden found himself approaching the Apostle from the opposite side that Zechs was. He wouldn't make the same mistake as his unconcious teammate, and was prepared to evade anything that Zechs threw at the man, but knowing her preference to tire out the more difficult opponents, he probably didn't have to watch out for those. Nevertheless, he kept sure to send a flurry of un-charged bolts at Mii. He expected nothing more than annoying jolts had they hit, but annoying her would be..... satisfying.
Jade was now given her orders, protect the girl, and she agreed to it, kneeling down next to the unconscious body and spying for any enemies that might come for them, at the same time, making sure that her comrades wouldn't be sneaked up on.
It wasn't until her attention was shifted as she witnessed Soma taking a shot of whatever it was that the Apostle had shot towards Zechs's decoy. It seemed Soma didn't know Zechs's battle plan...of course he didn't. He wasn't always with the group, a loner by nature. She nearly yelled out, but managed to keep her voice down. She glanced at the mechas, it seemed that not all of them noticed her and the girl. Then Zechs's arrived, dumping Soma down beside the young girl, giving Jade another new order. Protect both of them, Soma and the girl. She nodded and watched as Zechs's went off again to a challenge against Apostle, along with Dante.
"Let nothing else happen..." she muttered a small prayer, before she turned around and saw a red particle beam fired at her. There was no time to react, and instead of leaping away and leaving Soma and the girl undefended, she instinctively lifted up her left armored forearm to block the blow. She closed her eyes, felt impact and heat on her forearm before it dissipated. And she heard an explosion behind her.
Jade opened her eyes and took a look at the gauntlet-cum-armor on her forearm. It was red hot but was gradually begin to subside, returning to it's metallic look. She looked behind to see one of the mechas in pieces. That was one hell of an armor! She had a new idea in mind and decided to test it out. She waited for another particle beam to be fired at her, and this time, she braced herself for the contact. She watched as the particle beam collide with her forearm armor and begin to turn it red hot. At this point, she decided to quickly blink between her phase form and her physical form. This caused the particle beam to flicker along with her form. She was able to sustain the beam on her arm for a longer period of time than she would have been, considering she took it on full force. She continued to alternate between her forms as she slowly dragged her forearm into an angle.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!" she cried out, the beam making an angle with her arm guard, causing the beam to bend and hit one of the mechas. She continued to drag her forearm, causing the beam to make a large arc around the battlefield, destroying mechas along the way. With her last available seconds of retaining her phase form, she phased and angled her forearm to a position and switched into her physical form once more, causing the beam to reflect off her arm guard and hitting its deliverer.
Jade panted, sweating from the strenuous ordeal, before glancing at her forearm and watched as the metal guard begin to cool down from it's incredibly red state, gradually cracking and exploded right on her forearm, scattering small pieces of shrapnel around. One of the pieces cut her cheek, but she just stared in wonder at her pink, stinging forearm which was otherwise unharmed.
"...It worked? " she wondered with disbelief before shouldering her sniper again.
Then she realized.
"Damn it! I just lost one of the most valuable pieces of armor! "
It wasn't until her attention was shifted as she witnessed Soma taking a shot of whatever it was that the Apostle had shot towards Zechs's decoy. It seemed Soma didn't know Zechs's battle plan...of course he didn't. He wasn't always with the group, a loner by nature. She nearly yelled out, but managed to keep her voice down. She glanced at the mechas, it seemed that not all of them noticed her and the girl. Then Zechs's arrived, dumping Soma down beside the young girl, giving Jade another new order. Protect both of them, Soma and the girl. She nodded and watched as Zechs's went off again to a challenge against Apostle, along with Dante.
"Let nothing else happen..." she muttered a small prayer, before she turned around and saw a red particle beam fired at her. There was no time to react, and instead of leaping away and leaving Soma and the girl undefended, she instinctively lifted up her left armored forearm to block the blow. She closed her eyes, felt impact and heat on her forearm before it dissipated. And she heard an explosion behind her.
Jade opened her eyes and took a look at the gauntlet-cum-armor on her forearm. It was red hot but was gradually begin to subside, returning to it's metallic look. She looked behind to see one of the mechas in pieces. That was one hell of an armor! She had a new idea in mind and decided to test it out. She waited for another particle beam to be fired at her, and this time, she braced herself for the contact. She watched as the particle beam collide with her forearm armor and begin to turn it red hot. At this point, she decided to quickly blink between her phase form and her physical form. This caused the particle beam to flicker along with her form. She was able to sustain the beam on her arm for a longer period of time than she would have been, considering she took it on full force. She continued to alternate between her forms as she slowly dragged her forearm into an angle.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!" she cried out, the beam making an angle with her arm guard, causing the beam to bend and hit one of the mechas. She continued to drag her forearm, causing the beam to make a large arc around the battlefield, destroying mechas along the way. With her last available seconds of retaining her phase form, she phased and angled her forearm to a position and switched into her physical form once more, causing the beam to reflect off her arm guard and hitting its deliverer.
Jade panted, sweating from the strenuous ordeal, before glancing at her forearm and watched as the metal guard begin to cool down from it's incredibly red state, gradually cracking and exploded right on her forearm, scattering small pieces of shrapnel around. One of the pieces cut her cheek, but she just stared in wonder at her pink, stinging forearm which was otherwise unharmed.
"...It worked? " she wondered with disbelief before shouldering her sniper again.
Then she realized.
"Damn it! I just lost one of the most valuable pieces of armor! "
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Mii clicked her tongue, amused at the sight that had just unfolded before her. Apparently the alien enhanced human had just took her blow that was supposed to have been directed at the blue girl. Interesting. It was just like the Governor said. Humans never failed to surprise them. His little show of heroism was futile however as the girl in midair apparently was only an illusion. Fools. Now she had seen right through their little plan as she eyed the same girl appear again from her hiding place. Maybe he wasn't so smart after all. One of the other human males began to attack her. This one seemed different. He seemed to be enjoying the heat of the battle a little to much. The frantic look of rage and excitement bounced in his eyes and she could tell that this one might be interesting as well. The boy disappeared suddenly in a flash of electricity. Then again. And again. Mii licked her lips. She was already enjoying this one. She liked her prey more if it surprised her. It made things more fun. The boy discharged a number of electric bolts at her. Mii didn't even bother to move as the attacks had absolutely no affect as they bounced off of her body. She smirked. She was going to play with this one.
"I know that's not all you can do. Why don't you show me more? I might give you a kiss if you excite me enough, boy." Mii barred her alien fangs and gave her scythe's blade a long seductive lick as she eyed Dante.
Screeching of metal, sounds of heavy fire above, voices, frantic voices, and disturbing maniacal laughter. Stella winced as a female's cry sounded near her. What the hell was going on? A battle? But why was she in the middle of it? Was this another training simulation? Stella sensed someone next to her. Strange. Maybe if she got up she could see what was going on but- Stella couldn't move. She couldn't open her eyes and she couldn't speak a work. What was this? The girl struggled to get up but no matter what she told her brain, her body just wouldn't listen. Stella let out a small frustrated whimper. Why couldn't she get up? She needed to help whoever was in trouble. She just had to.
A strange warm feeling welled up inside her. For some reason, she could feel herself begin to rise. In a few seconds Stella felt her self on her feet again and she found that she could finally open her eyes. But it was only after she had done so that she realized she never should have opened her eyes in the first place. All around her, strange spider machines spewing red beams from their mouths rampaged about. The city she had loved so much was now unrecognizable and in ruins. Strange people ran around fighting against the machines and she saw a strange looking humanoid figure standing there clad in purple wielding a massive weapon. Stella stared at this image with terror and sheer confusion. She didn't know what to do. What could she do? Where was her dad? Where was Nana? Where were all those nice scientists who she had grown to love. Stella could already feel herself being dragged into the depths of despair and hopelessness. Why had everything been taken from her. This is not what she had agreed to. This was not what she wanted. This was not what she signed up for.
Stella fell to her knees, her arms clutching her head as she trembled. "No..... no..... no....." That was the only thing she could say. Then, Black Rock Shooter was filled with a strange sensation. Something she had felt before but this time with extreme intensity. She hated them. Hated them all. She hated the world. She hated herself. She was too late......
"NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! STOPPP ITTT!!!!!!" Stella's head rolled back and she let out an sickening scream that pierced the chaos of the battle. Slowly she rose to her feet. There was no use thinking about it. She was made for this after all. The silly illusion of her "life" was now gone and the reality of her existence hit her hard. It was time to get down to business.
Black Rock Shooter's gaze drifted to her right hand. She closed her eyes and searched within herself for the familiar energy that made her who she was. Her power. The soft blue energy was warm and welcoming as she poked at it in her mind. Calling upon it like she had done countless times before, the energy materialized in her hand into an all to familiar weapon. The black blade was sleek and light as ever as she gazed at it. She had never though she would be using it for real. Still dressed in the makeshift clothes the humans had made for her, Stella began to walk forwards slowly step by step. One by one the aliens noticed her. For a second they stood there, frozen in place as they tried to understand what a 16 year old girl was doing on the battle field. They quickly decided that it didn't matter and one of them charged for the small girl. Stopping short in front of her, the giant beast raised it's two front legs and brought them crashing down in an attempt to crush Stella. But to it's surprise, she was already gone. The girl reappeared behind the mecha her blade arm extended out to her right. The thing froze. In what seemed to be an eternity the red spider mech exploded into sharp metal shards at its middle. More of the mechs rushed at her. One swung it's bladed head towards her to bash her head in while the other swung a claw out to catch her legs from under her. Face emotionless, Stella stopped the sharp head with her left hand with ease. Grabbing hold of the mech's head she brought it above her head and brought it crashing down on the mech in the middle of charging his attack. The explosion was spectacular as the previously unreleased energy had no where to go but out. Flames engulfed Stella as well as a few other mechs who were destroyed by the impact of the explosion.
"I know that's not all you can do. Why don't you show me more? I might give you a kiss if you excite me enough, boy." Mii barred her alien fangs and gave her scythe's blade a long seductive lick as she eyed Dante.
Screeching of metal, sounds of heavy fire above, voices, frantic voices, and disturbing maniacal laughter. Stella winced as a female's cry sounded near her. What the hell was going on? A battle? But why was she in the middle of it? Was this another training simulation? Stella sensed someone next to her. Strange. Maybe if she got up she could see what was going on but- Stella couldn't move. She couldn't open her eyes and she couldn't speak a work. What was this? The girl struggled to get up but no matter what she told her brain, her body just wouldn't listen. Stella let out a small frustrated whimper. Why couldn't she get up? She needed to help whoever was in trouble. She just had to.
A strange warm feeling welled up inside her. For some reason, she could feel herself begin to rise. In a few seconds Stella felt her self on her feet again and she found that she could finally open her eyes. But it was only after she had done so that she realized she never should have opened her eyes in the first place. All around her, strange spider machines spewing red beams from their mouths rampaged about. The city she had loved so much was now unrecognizable and in ruins. Strange people ran around fighting against the machines and she saw a strange looking humanoid figure standing there clad in purple wielding a massive weapon. Stella stared at this image with terror and sheer confusion. She didn't know what to do. What could she do? Where was her dad? Where was Nana? Where were all those nice scientists who she had grown to love. Stella could already feel herself being dragged into the depths of despair and hopelessness. Why had everything been taken from her. This is not what she had agreed to. This was not what she wanted. This was not what she signed up for.
Stella fell to her knees, her arms clutching her head as she trembled. "No..... no..... no....." That was the only thing she could say. Then, Black Rock Shooter was filled with a strange sensation. Something she had felt before but this time with extreme intensity. She hated them. Hated them all. She hated the world. She hated herself. She was too late......
"NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! STOPPP ITTT!!!!!!" Stella's head rolled back and she let out an sickening scream that pierced the chaos of the battle. Slowly she rose to her feet. There was no use thinking about it. She was made for this after all. The silly illusion of her "life" was now gone and the reality of her existence hit her hard. It was time to get down to business.
Black Rock Shooter's gaze drifted to her right hand. She closed her eyes and searched within herself for the familiar energy that made her who she was. Her power. The soft blue energy was warm and welcoming as she poked at it in her mind. Calling upon it like she had done countless times before, the energy materialized in her hand into an all to familiar weapon. The black blade was sleek and light as ever as she gazed at it. She had never though she would be using it for real. Still dressed in the makeshift clothes the humans had made for her, Stella began to walk forwards slowly step by step. One by one the aliens noticed her. For a second they stood there, frozen in place as they tried to understand what a 16 year old girl was doing on the battle field. They quickly decided that it didn't matter and one of them charged for the small girl. Stopping short in front of her, the giant beast raised it's two front legs and brought them crashing down in an attempt to crush Stella. But to it's surprise, she was already gone. The girl reappeared behind the mecha her blade arm extended out to her right. The thing froze. In what seemed to be an eternity the red spider mech exploded into sharp metal shards at its middle. More of the mechs rushed at her. One swung it's bladed head towards her to bash her head in while the other swung a claw out to catch her legs from under her. Face emotionless, Stella stopped the sharp head with her left hand with ease. Grabbing hold of the mech's head she brought it above her head and brought it crashing down on the mech in the middle of charging his attack. The explosion was spectacular as the previously unreleased energy had no where to go but out. Flames engulfed Stella as well as a few other mechs who were destroyed by the impact of the explosion.
"I know that's not all you can do. Why don't you show me more? I might give you a kiss if you excite me enough, boy."
Dante showed immediate disgust at the thought of her placing her lips anywhere near him. This thing didn't take him seriously, but then again, he hadn't shown any real attacks. Those bolts weren't charged, and he didn't expect much from them, so it didn't surprise him when she thought she was all high and mighty for brushing them off. Granted it showed she wasn't as weak as the mechs that attacked them in the first place, but still. If she thought he was weak, and that she was going to just toy with him.... she had another thing coming.
"If that's how you think of me.... then I bet you'll blush pretty pink when I kick your ass!" he retorted, his hands charging with his electrical ability. He was about to rush in when he heard a scream, causing him to look over towards Stella, who had awoken. The instant urge for Dante to overwhelm Raiden hit him as he saw this, he wanted to help her but as he was about to do that, she ended up displaying power that.... was actually pretty good. He didn't move his sight from the Apostle before him competely, ready in case she tried something as he watched the event involving Stella, ending in an explosion...... was she dead? No...... he didn't think so. No, he knew so! If this girl was their last hope, then she wasn't dead.
He growled, turning his head away from the explosion and back onto the alien before him as he started the series of instaneous small teleports towards her and attacked with an electrified punch at the thing's face. Normally, Dante would never hit a girl, but he liked to make an exception when it came to these sick beings, and he had no qualm with it whatsover.
Dante showed immediate disgust at the thought of her placing her lips anywhere near him. This thing didn't take him seriously, but then again, he hadn't shown any real attacks. Those bolts weren't charged, and he didn't expect much from them, so it didn't surprise him when she thought she was all high and mighty for brushing them off. Granted it showed she wasn't as weak as the mechs that attacked them in the first place, but still. If she thought he was weak, and that she was going to just toy with him.... she had another thing coming.
"If that's how you think of me.... then I bet you'll blush pretty pink when I kick your ass!" he retorted, his hands charging with his electrical ability. He was about to rush in when he heard a scream, causing him to look over towards Stella, who had awoken. The instant urge for Dante to overwhelm Raiden hit him as he saw this, he wanted to help her but as he was about to do that, she ended up displaying power that.... was actually pretty good. He didn't move his sight from the Apostle before him competely, ready in case she tried something as he watched the event involving Stella, ending in an explosion...... was she dead? No...... he didn't think so. No, he knew so! If this girl was their last hope, then she wasn't dead.
He growled, turning his head away from the explosion and back onto the alien before him as he started the series of instaneous small teleports towards her and attacked with an electrified punch at the thing's face. Normally, Dante would never hit a girl, but he liked to make an exception when it came to these sick beings, and he had no qualm with it whatsover.
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Soma "Devourer" Schicksal
"What I fight for is none of your concern. If you value your life then don't get in my way."
Jade "Trigger" Mirage
"Target Locked On. Say goodnight, scumbags."
Stella
"There are only 6 humans left fighting for this planet...... I'm not one of them.... I am BRS, the last weapon designed to exterminate the alien bastards. Are you with me or not?"
White Rock Shooter
The invasion? The killing? What's my motive? My reason? Well, to put it simply..... I DON'T HAVE ONE! I just enjoy watching you worthless humans as you are torn apart piece by piece. It's getting to fun to stop now, so let the game continue!!
Maya "Zechs" Dirge
"We're all that's left... Why... Why do we still have to keep fighting? Haven't they taken enough from us already?! Why do we have to keep on with these battles when our lives are all that's left for us to protect?!"
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Maya "Zechs" Dirge
"We're all that's left... Why... Why do we still have to keep fighting? Haven't they taken enough from us already?! Why do we have to keep on with these battles when our lives are all that's left for us to protect?!"
White Rock Shooter
The invasion? The killing? What's my motive? My reason? Well, to put it simply..... I DON'T HAVE ONE! I just enjoy watching you worthless humans as you are torn apart piece by piece. It's getting to fun to stop now, so let the game continue!!
Jade "Trigger" Mirage
"Target Locked On. Say goodnight, scumbags."
Soma "Devourer" Schicksal
"What I fight for is none of your concern. If you value your life then don't get in my way."
Stella
"There are only 6 humans left fighting for this planet...... I'm not one of them.... I am BRS, the last weapon designed to exterminate the alien bastards. Are you with me or not?"
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Soma "Devourer" Schicksal
"What I fight for is none of your concern. If you value your life then don't get in my way."
White Rock Shooter
The invasion? The killing? What's my motive? My reason? Well, to put it simply..... I DON'T HAVE ONE! I just enjoy watching you worthless humans as you are torn apart piece by piece. It's getting to fun to stop now, so let the game continue!!
Jade "Trigger" Mirage
"Target Locked On. Say goodnight, scumbags."
Maya "Zechs" Dirge
"We're all that's left... Why... Why do we still have to keep fighting? Haven't they taken enough from us already?! Why do we have to keep on with these battles when our lives are all that's left for us to protect?!"
Stella
"There are only 6 humans left fighting for this planet...... I'm not one of them.... I am BRS, the last weapon designed to exterminate the alien bastards. Are you with me or not?"
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