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Aiedail

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Script

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Aiedail's Story

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Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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As Sa'ida began her spell, the two Zamikar blood clones that were charging at her with their blades leaped onto her and plunged their blades towards/into her body. Whether she continued the spell or not after recovering from the charge would be up to her, but the two blood clones would continue to slash at her and stab her unless dealt with. One of the other Zamikar clones would raise a telekinetic shield around the three of them to prevent anyone from interfering.

Meanwhile, the dragon having been there before to deal with any interferences with the destruction of the stabilizer, grabbed it in its mouth mid air soon after Revan tossed it, and attempted to crunch it to pieces in its mouth while breathing Hellfire from its mouth directly at it attempting to destroy it, or at least damage it so much it no longer was operational. It no longer went after any of the other vehicles as intended, for the fact they made an effort to save it confirmed this was what they needed to destroy. Additionally, moving at its high speeds, it would quickly evade any cage attempted to be formed around it.

As Archeon began to engage the Zamikars, he would find their skin was now as tough as Zamikar's. While his attacks were effective and wounded them, they both continued their charge at him to plunge their blades into his body while they tried to telekineticly pull away his weapon and the other tried to telekinetically crush his hands.

The final two Zamikars put as much distance between them and the fighting as possible, going to the edge of the effect in an attempt to escape. Zamikar could swap places with any Bloodclone, so whether the real one was there or not did not matter. Only their escape did.

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Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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Sa'ida had already flown high into the air, so if the clones had any chance of trying to stab her, they'd have to be flying, and had they done just that, she would have been raising her weapon to hold them off.

As for the dragon, which had seemed to fast, at first, for the spell, Sa'ida simply regarded it with a flick of her wrist, causing the fluid hot metal to race after the blood beast. Their speed was also quite impressive, and seemed to follow the movement of the ocell's hand. As she closed her fist once more, the blades would form to dig into the creatures neck, moving in a spinning motion to try and behead it. An appropriate death roll.

The telekinetic crushes didn't phase the ocell much. She felt the pressure begin, but as it did, she raised her scythe and released a pulse of power to combat the pressure, fending it off while she tried to kill the dragon.

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Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Script
The spawning of the smaller hellspawn creature didn't escape Aiedail's notice. Though she was focused on lifting the larger creature and redirecting its lava flows, as a highly advanced AI with a supercomputer for a brain, multitasking was something she had pretty much down to a tee. Seeing it about to separate from the large creature, she decided to advance her strategy more rapidly than previously anticipated.

Aiedail expanded her telekinetic grip from a single point on the creature to wrap it entirely in telekinetic force. Using the centre of the creature as a focal point, she exerted an immense amount of force inwards from all sides. This would have the dual effect of preventing the separation of the smaller hellspawn (squishing it back into the larger one) and beginning to crush the large creature like a telekinetic garbage compactor.

With force enough to crumple a battleship, Aiedail shoved all of her power into the manoeuvre - which would also be preventing the escape of the lava spew. Within a few minutes, hopefully all that would be left of the creature would be an incredibly compact sphere of condensed lava and bone.

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Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Tiko
The attempt by the clones to distance themselves from the fighting would prove ineffective. Try as they might to run - and within their eye it seemed they would succeed - they never seemed to put any distance between themselves and the fighting. The distant buildings would appear to draw closer, their footsteps would hit the ground, but upon stopping or looking back they would find they hadn't gotten anywhere at all. It was a strangely surreal affect.

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Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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Although his attack hadn't killed the charging doppelgangers, he needn't worry about them reaching him to do any damage. Since no effort was made to avoid his blade, the first clone was skewered on the enchanted steel like beef on a kabob. The second would find its attempt to evade thwarted by the very same blade slamming into its side. If the summon's skin and flesh was too durable for his sword to deliver a clean cut, it surely would lodge itself in its abdomen.

"Damn things just won't give up will they?"

Archeron quickly uttered a brief chant in some unintelligible language, a requirement for the spell he had in mind. Once the chant had been completed, his blade started to glow a rich sanguine produced from the runes that appeared on them. The runes quickly spread down past the tip of the blade and onto the bodies of the two clones. A few seconds of interrupted contact would result in the clones being sealed in his blade.

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Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Lobos
Contrary to the possibility of being present at the time of the throw, as the vehicles and equipment to grab and dispose of on the Hellspawn, everything that was being thrown was on a side street, around the corner from the struggle between Cherubim and Hellspawn. Given the thoroughness the dragon was taking at ruining anything that could be the source of the planar stabilization field, it would be facing the wrong way when Revan caught and tossed the device aside, giving the officers who had moved to retrieve it ample enough time to secure the device, dragging it down the alley and kicking in a door, dragging the battered, but functioning and active equipment inside.

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Tiko
As the battle got underway, the crimson glow of runes continued to linger at the edges of ones perception. Overhead one could almost perceive their presence as a violent crack of thunder split the air, following on the heels of a bolt of lightning that struck the pavement at the center of the unfolding chaos. The scent of sulfur filled the air as a looming figure stood in the wake of the lightning bolt.

She was a dominating figure, with a strength of divinity permeating from her armored form. Her face was twisted into the growling visage of a draconian, and a large pair of wings sported from her back as she drew a halberd and fell to one knee, driving the axe head into the pavement with a bellow.

"Arkha'k!"

The word carried with it the strength of the mountains, and the rolling fervor of a raging storm as a pulse of disruptive energies fluctuated outward from the draconian warrior. The pulse carried with it Taima's indomitable resolve and unwavering conviction given form. As the pulse swept through the area, it would sever and rend the magical energies that it came into contact with - primarily that of the blood magic animating the Zamikar clones. If successful it would rend them asunder before seeking out the source of their animation - Zamikar himself. As Zamikar was not a magical manifestation, it would serve only to inflict agonizing and debilitating pain as the magic tore through his body. The crippling nature of the divine backlash would be a direct reflection of the apparent strength and power of Zamikar's original spell and of each one of the clones... that is to say he would be struck with the equivalent of over five times his own power as the backlash mimicked the seeming power of each of the clones.

The pulse would have the unfortunate side affect of severing the magical energies of Acheron's own attacks, but given that the magic was emanating from his sword rather than himself, he would be spared the painful backlash that Zamikar would be facing and once the pulse passed, his sword would be undamaged.

Those within the air would be spared the pulse in its entirety as they were well out of its range, and neither the blood dragon summon, Revan, Sa'ida, Aiedail, or the Hellspawn would be caught in its path.

Despite the abruptness of her arrival it would be unmistakable that she stood as ally to those who stood against Zamikar. Her presence alone strengthened both mind and spirit while bolstering their weapons and attacks by granting a portion of her own divinity to those who fought beside her. Bullets would become beacons of divine retribution, and blades would be imbued with the tempest storm of Ahuma - patron father of the draconian people. These affects would not interfere with the preexisting properties of weapons, but rather serve to enhance them further.

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Zarhara
Richard watched the chaos as he heard a click. "I'm Out!" He shouted. As he said this three more SRU officers would make their way onto the roof. Two of them towed a box with them and nodded.

"Got you covered." Will said as he opened the crate. A variety of weapons and ammo were revealed. Will took a large sniper rifle from the box grinning before setting up on the roof.

He propped the tripod up and then brought the scope up on Zamikars chest. The gun was equipped with a .50 caliber holy rounds.

"Target locked." He stated to the others on the roof with him.

Richard and the two other officers would do the same each grabbing one of the computer assisted sniper rifles. In total 4 rifles would be locked onto Zamikar. The weapons were easy to aim and use as the computer did most of the work for the officers. A green light around the scope would signal a lock.

Richard would lock onto Zamikar's head. "Target Locked." He stated. The others were locked onto his body as well. Each responded with a similar call.

"Time to put the big boy down." Will said.

"Jackson to Revan, 4 Locks on Target requesting permission to put the big boy down."

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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Archeron's gaze shifted to the most recent warrior to arrive on the scene: a hulking draconian lass that wielded a weapon suited for someone of her stature. He was shocked to witness the sudden retraction of his blade subsequent to the energy wave that rippled across the ground, but at least it occurred after he dispatched the clones in his vicinity. This was why he loved Wing City. There was never a lack of reinforcements when one of these conflicts erupted.

With any immediate threat eliminated, the armored vigilante set his sights on the blood dragon that rained down on the party from above. He carefully tracked its movements as it circled above, making sure he fully understood its pattern of flight before he struck. Four slashes in rapid succession launched four crescent-shaped waves of energy in the beast's direction. The ethereal projectiles were fixed on such a path that they would collide with the winged creature just as it completed its third revolution.

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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Zamikar's clones all disappeared at that moment. By negating all magic, this allowed Zamikar to not register as a demon technically and escape the binding, allowing him to leave the battlefield and escape. All traces of Zamikar exploded, and he escaped before the attacks hit him.

The Hellspawn slowly but surely exploded as well.

(If all people involved really want to continue, and I mean everyone, I may be willing to revert. But frankly, this scene has been one disaster after another. I have done many scenes before, lost before, but this is too irritating. That said, I tried to follow IC logic in this post. But I will only be willing to change the post back and fix it if everyone actually wants to continue and can convince me).

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Tiko
Unfortunately for Zamikar, the wiccan warding was still magic and as a result just as subject to the pulse that had rend and disrupted all the magic within the area, therefore the Zamikar clones would have been subsequently destroyed, and Zamikar struck with a debilitating attack consisting of over several times his own power. Seeing as Taima's spell mimicked its power from the accumulated magic affects it severed, the wiccan warding would have simply added to the accumulated backlash that Zamikar was struck with, and none of the Zamikar clones could have gone on to continue attacking people, including the shift into spirit form to attack Sa'ida, and the stabbing of a knife into the ground, and the ground itself could not become hell, nor would tentacles form. The only clone that hadn't been in the range of the pulse was the dragon.

As Zamikar exploded from the backlash of magic that tore through him, the combat zone fell silent. Unfortunately he would find himself unable to escape as the directed pulse had been very precise in what was caught in its path, and the binding runes were not in an outward pulse from Taima.

As such he would likely reincarnate later - still trapped.

Meanwhile Taima stood and drew her halberd from the pavement with a rumbling growl as she retrieved what she had come for - the amulet, The Hellbringer and Destiny Shard.

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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Zamikar subsequently explodes from the attack then, and is resurrected far away. The blades are both gone, having disappeared, and so has the amulet. Zaniest lost mass amount of people against him won hurray go have a parade.

(This scene hasn't been fun for a long time, and I only role play if it's fun. I am usually a lot better then this and this scene was unusually bad. I hope for better RPING experiences with all of you in the future)

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Tiko
Unfortunately for Zamikar, the weapons weren't gone, as the WCPD's device was still in place preventing planar travel, planar shifting, teleportation and other such means that the weapons could have 'disappeared' via. Likewise, the binding runes were still in place, preventing Zamikar's departure. He would likely resurrect at a later date, trapped within the extraplanar pocket dimension, without his weapons which where now in Taima's possession.

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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As the fight ended and all the commotion settled, so did the ocell, behind the draconian. Her glaive was raised in caution, but held slightly behind her to signal she didn't mean to attack. She lifted her chin and examined the creature closely, both confused and enlightened by its presence. She didn't advance toward it. Not yet.

"Who... are you?" she asked, narrowing her eyes. She folded her wings in closely to her back, noting the creature's own, much different than hers. "I've never seen you before. Are you a god?"

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Lobos
Between the titanic crushing grip encasing it, and the holy, blessed edges of golden blades being thrust to either side through it's very core, the Hellspawn was slain, torn asunder and then crushed entirely. As Revan's blades slid back into their gauntlets, an officer on the roof beside Will brought up a different gadget, aiming it at the cherubim. He then triggered it.

A powerful magnetic field raced to strike the holy monster, reaching through it to the embedded nail in Revan's chest. Tearing it free, it raced to contact the magnet.

The cheribum fell towards the pavement, impacting hard, even as it seemed to boil in on itself. With a wrenching scream, Revan's contained monstrosity poured in the open wound in his chest in a hurricane of wild energies, the annealing flames sealing it behind them, leaving behind the sunken scar that followed every unleashing of the power of the nail. Reeling as he clambered to his feet, the momentary disorientation of returning to his flesh left him as he stumbled towards Taima.

A hacking rasp first left his lips, the man clearing his throat with a raw, stripped sound before he spoke again, in a rasping whisper.

"Timely arrival for assistance. Thanks."

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Character Portrait: Taima Character Portrait: Aiedail Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Wing City Police Character Portrait: Zamikar, Higher Demon of Torture and Pain Character Portrait: Archeron Character Portrait: Richard Leon Character Portrait: Sa'ida Dalca Character Portrait: Revan Caieth
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#, as written by Tiko
Taima might have smiled at Sa'ida's inquiry had such an expression been possible with her draconic visage.

"No, I am no god," Taima replied, her voice rough and gravely.

"You fought bravely," she commented. "But this battle is not yet over."

"The Destiny Shard, one of twelve," she explained as she offered one of the blades out to Sa'ida. "Hellbringer, one of seven," she continued as she offered the second blade to Revan. "All with the power to slay immortals."

Her tone had turned grim.

"I would ask of you to safeguard these blades, and to take them north to the temple of the Patronus where they might be kept safe from those who would misuse them."

She had been sent to retrieve the blades, and no doubt her decision to entrust them into the hands of mortals instead of returning with them would send ripples throughout the pantheon. But Taima could think of few things more dangerous than gods wielding god slaying weapons. Better to leave them here, in the realm of man.