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However part of the demon clan is something the other two sides would not expect, fallen angels. Certainly a surprise.
What will you decide?
Decide for what, you ask? Well what side you're gonna be on, silly... didn't I tell you? This is war.
The hideout for Angels
The hideout for Demons/ Fallen Angels
The Hideout for Vampyres
Destruction of the Town
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1-Jane Willow Dusk
2- Chase Braima
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(Demon) Leader: Duncan Alva
(Fallen Angel) Second in Command: Lucrezia Strange
Demon 1: Gerad Everett
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"Talk about turning on your own." She muttered, focusing it towards the evil one. She felt a trickle down the side of her face, she quickly swiped it and turned to her finger to examine it. The usual black blood always frightened however when there was a mixture of red blood she knew there was going to be a scar left on her face. Fantastic, she thought to herself, sarcastically.
She lifted herself up from the ground to acknowledge the small spurts of fire still alive. She also saw many bodies on the floor, burnt to ash, dead obviously. She felt a pang of guilt in her heart as she saw the small body of a child next to her mother presumably. She shook off that feeling as she walked through the lifeless street. She was wearing a long black coat, with slits in the back for her wings to go through. Underneath she was wearing red combats and a black vest top with dusty army boots. Her hair was in a mess but she cared little about that as she slided her sunglasses over her eyes. She brushed down her body before looking back up towards the street.
Surprisngly, there were some buildings that were mostly still upright. Not surprisingly it was a pub, one house and a playground. What odd things to keep alive, Lucrezia noted. She moved some stubble away from the door of the pub and came across more bodies. She stepped over them with care. She looked around to see someone, a human, a demon, an angel or a vampyre? She couldn't quite tell.
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As the target stepped closer towards his direction, Bradly could make up that it was indeed a female. Conflict, should I confront the target and risk death? Or... He formed a small shadowing plan, watching what this person would do without having to confront her and without being noticed. His blue eyes scanned for a perfect spying area, Aha, that door seems to have itself open. Surely this building is still stable enough to hold one person. Bradly sprinted towards the opening, occasionally glancing back to see if he wouldn't be noticed. As he walked through the opening, he shut the door slowly, without making any sound but a small 'Cling!' when the handle from outside broke of. Crap! And that has to happen to me... Well, if anyone would notice they'd probably think it broke of at random. Without further hesitation he ran up the stairs that were easily located, right in front of him. One room had the perfect environment for watching the road, a window just large enough for a person to look outside, but just too little for anyone outside to notice someone watching them. Perfect. Bradly dropped his bag next to the red 'royal' chair, and dropped himself down as well, looking through the window to see if he could spot the female.
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She quickly turned around to face a demon it seemed. He began talking but she wasn't really paying much attention. The only thing that caught her mind was the fact he was being, mean to her? It didn't take long for Lucrezia to realise that he had almost had a look of disgust on his face, and she had remembered that she probably still had an angel aura coming off of her. She was bored and decided to not tell him about her being on his side yet.
"Wonder if I don't want to? I'm stronger than you, probably older, and I have wings... and other benefits of my life... you however seem weak, I'm surprised you haven't been killed by the vampyres yet or even by 'the evil one' himself. Pity..." She said, with a smirk on her face, but the real smile was hiding in her eyes, which were protected by her hair that was stillcovering some of her face.
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He shook his head and stepped over them, quickly getting over the shock and making his way through the area and down the road. What was he doing laying in that yard anyway? He couldn’t remember going there. Maybe he was thrown? He couldn’t be sure. Chase paused in his walk to see a few buildings still standing. Picking one, he started towards it with the thought of finding some water, but stopped in confusion when he saw that the door handle was broken. Who would leave this entire building standing, but break this? he thought skeptically.
Chase shrugged to himself, deciding it really wasn’t all that important, and headed inside. He considered shouting out for some other living people, but decided against it. He didn’t want to be dragged down by any others. He started up the stairs. “There’s gotta be water around here somewhere..”
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A plan, but what? It's not li--- His thoughts were cut off, and if Bradly would've have had cat ears, they would twitch from a feint but clear sound. "And just when I wanted to take some time brainstorming with myself for a survival plan." He slowly removed himself from the chair, slapping his trench-coat as somehow dust particles had gathered on it. Well, he did roll around in rubble, which explains the dust on his clothes and such. Now something or someone was climbing the stairs, the wooden planks creaking with each step the target took. As soon as the 'Unlucky one' would show itself, Bradly would reach for his weapon, ready to shoot whenever the target proved hostile.
"Halt!" The words ran out of his mouth as easy as one would say 'Hello.', and before the target could do anything Bradly reached for his weapon. Pointing it directly at the person in front of him. "Name, business and alignment! And state them quickly, I rarely miss from this distance..." He removed the safety from his weapon, slowly stepping forward as he readied the gun for immediate fire if necessary.
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"Get off your high horse before I really do hurt you, and trust me, it is very tempting. Now don't be greedy with all of that. I have alot of work to be doing today, and I need as much enthusiasm as I can get." She said, still laughing at how riduculous this boy or man was. It was going to be even better if he decided to persist with this act of foolishness and she really did get to show him how powerful she really was.
Lucrezia hopped on top of the bar, going past him, and making her way towards where the spirits were kept. She smiled as she found a whole stash of them. She poured herself a mugful and drank it all without taking a breath, gulp mafter gulp. She couldn't help feeling like she continued hearing movement, whether it was in this building or the only other builiding 2 doors down. To wash away all of her paranoia she mixed 2 of the spirits together and downed it all in one.
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She stood up and remembered her name. "Okay so lets just sit down and try to think about everything thing. So first off my name is Taylor," she declared not knowing that everyone has a last name, "And I like some game where you... kick... a.... A ball. And I have a friend, a female friend, named..... Oh shit what is her name? Well anyway we are together before..... Before.... Before what?" she asked herself.
She shrugged and stood up. See saw some people (Bradly and Lucrezia) in the distance.
"Hello?" she called waving her arms in the air and walking towards them.
((Sorry I suck at first posts. If this is to short I can fix it.))
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Then the man replied, quite out of the blue and caused a little fright to Lucrezia. She listened to him as he intently looked at her, with an obvious distaste yet curiosity. She smiled at his troubles.
"Don't worry about who I am, try to figure out who you are first. As a person, as a pawn just to satisfy the needs of your masters and creators. You'll find out about me soon enough, but right now don't you have some humans to be capturing and preparing for war?" She said to him, gesturing with her arm towards the figure approaching.
"Don't we all?" She mindlessly muttered to herself, knowing she'll probably have to do the exact same soon enough.
"What are you waiting for?"
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He raised an eyebrow. “Demanding, aren’t you?” he said carelessly, putting his hands back down to his side when he decided that this ‘threat’ was no sort of threat at all. “Listen, I just came over here looking for water. I didn’t even know you were up here.” Chase glanced to the window, shocked to see the pub across the street basically break down. Things around here just got more interesting by the second, didn’t they? Joy. “I don’t have to explain myself to you,” he said, turning his attention back towards the other guy in the room. “But if you must know, my name’s Chase. Not that I care, but for future reference, what’s yours?” He pointed to the gun. “And would you put that away? If I was any real danger, don’t you think I’d of killed you already? Calm yourself down.”
Without any further regard towards the threat of the weapon, Chase strolled over to the window. It was a nice lookout towards the rest of the surrounding area. Now that he was paying attention, he spotted three figures down below. He didn’t really care. Instead, he glanced back at the other guy in the room, giving him a half-hearted smile. “So about that water…?”
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"As for the water, you can take one of my water bottles. Just don't sip it all at once." He rolled his eyes, watching over the pub as it was partially destroyed by whatever it was, and three figures standing in the middle of the street. "Three more targets." Bradly gazed on the female he saw earlier, "Scratch that, two more targets. Possible threat, I guess that would be my signal to get out of here.", But that wouldn't be very timed... Not to mention probably the only known exit is that door, and that leads right back in front of those three figures. Another conflict. Watching how this will unfold would be the safest option. He shrugged slightly, dropping himself into the chair once more as he folded his arms.
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"Wrong approach, now watch the 'pros'." She whispered in Duncan's ear. She then turned to the human girl.
"Sorry about that, but we're here to help you. Do you want a drink? Warmth? Another chance at life?" She asked the girl.
"How rude of me, I haven't even asked whether you're injured or not. Are you hurting in any part of your body? And what's your name?" She was saying, with a warm smile and her eyes were glowing with compassion.
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And if that wasn't weird enough, it turned even more weird. The question that rolled from the strangers mouth was quite odd. Demon army? Yeah, this guy is mentally ill... Though that doesn't explain his entrance. Tsch, it's as if from the moment I woke up I am confronted with choices. After staring for quite some time, Bradly rose up form his kneeling position, his blue eyes scanning the area one more time. Something strange was going on, and he needed answers, but it was debatable that the stranger would give those answers. Not, unless Bradly would agree with his odd question. Even if his body language would show confidence, Bradly's mind was quite the opposite. It confused him, the town was in a rubble, then out of the blue a person appears in front of him and asks him to join the 'Demon Army'?
"You must've hit your head too damn hard. Demon army? There are no such things." But something told Bradly he was wrong on that part, yet he did not need to give in to a person that just asks something in a demanding voice. Al right, what are my options. Fleeing suits me just fine, but he'll probably chase me if I dared flee the scene. Then there is accepting his offer, but I'd rather keep my mind sane, for now. Bradly folded his arms, waiting for whatever response came first.
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He found himself being interrupted as someone burst literately onto the scene. He turned in time to avoid the person, but the surprise knocked him back onto his butt. Chase glared at the person who came from seemingly nowhere, though he remembered seeing him down below in the remains of the pub. They were two stories high. This was no ordinary guy, that was for sure. He supposed this just meant even more excitement for the day. “Demon army?” he echoed with Bradley, before getting to his feet and taking a defensive step back. That…actually sounded genuinely cool. Ridiculous, though.
He laughed under his breath. “I think Bradley here’s right on that one. Have a few too many drinks, man?” He started cautiously towards the staircase, casually, as if he were only going over that way to study the paintings up on the wall nearby it. “Oh, Bradley, before this guy rudely interrupted…,” he started, looking at the other guy to get the point across to follow along, “my answer to your question is no, I haven’t seen any weapons around lately. Not even sure what I’d use one for anyway.” He shrugged, taking one more step back. “Would you happen to know?” Use the gun, idiot, so I can run! He looked at the guy who'd burst on the second floor with them. "What about you? Oh, by the way, what's your name?"
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Taylor stood up and the ice melted from the ground. Her left arm/hand was back to normal. She wasn't as scared with her around for some odd reason. She held her arms out for her to examine them.
"Do you know what happened here? I mean I just woke up and then he came, touched me, and my arms went all weird. Look the ice is gone," she said then the flame died out to just at her fingers.
"Do you know why this is happening to me? Am I dreaming?" she asked them both again.
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He didn't seem at all moved by the fearsome threat of the demon, but knew all too well that innocent people wouldn't die today. "Fine, your the game master for today's encounter." And with a quick throw the gun flew out of the window, It best not break on impact. It is my only form of protection. Bradly turned his gaze on the demon. "Now let him g-" Too late, the demon had vanished into whatever it was, and had taken Chase with him. "Well, so much for pointless gun throwing. But this is odd. The town is in a rubble, this man claims to be a demon and proved he is one." Bradly lowered his head, placing his hand on his chin to think. What's going on here? Surely if demons do exist, then what does that guy need Chase for? He did ask us if we wanted to join his so called demon army... Perhaps... but that is too crazy.
He shrugged, scratching the back of his blond haired head as he picked up the travelling bag. "I am so going to regret my heroic choice..." With one last glance Bradly walked down the stairs, bashing the door he used to enter the building. It didn't take long for Bradly to find his gun once more, but it was jammed, and it needed fixing. Just my luck, why does life hate me? Repairing the damned thing takes too long, maybe I can make him believe the damned thing is actually working? As Bradly scanned the area, he realised he wasn't the only one on the streets. The other two figures were still there as well. Yeah, life definitely hates me. He shrugged it off, and as soon as Bradly turned himself around, the demon appeared in front of the pub. I forgot, he still has that sword. Giving him the upper hand yet again. He just glared at the demon figure, placing his weapon back in its respective holster.
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"It's a good sign. But come on," She said, quickly changing the subject in an attempt to look concerned. "There must be something that needs stitches or even just attention of some sort." She finished and looked back up at Taylor. Lucrezia put her arm around Taylor's shoulder and walked with her towards the pub.
"Let's just go to a building that isn't in ruins, that's a good idea no?" As she was walking further away from the 3 guys, one of which she had already met, she rolled her eyes thinking about how the element of fear in persuasion works on only a few, definitely not all.
Lucrezia settled Taylor down on one of the pub couches and walked towards the bar, jumping over it and got her usual drink.
"Do you want one Taylor?" She asked, the first she said her name aloud and was presented with a smile.
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"Sure I'll take a drink. And what would need stitches?" she asked her putting her hands on her pockets.
"Whats this?" she wondered out loud pulling a piece of folded paper from her pocket.
"Hello Taylor,
If you reading this I assume you have noticed you new powers. I have given them to you in hope you will use them right.
-S
Taylor handed the note to the woman and then looked around.
"Any idea on who "S" is?" she asked folding her arms on the bar table.
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He looked back up at Bradley and gave him an impatient look. Finally, Bradley seemed to understand and pulled the weapon out. Well, it was a little late now. Even if he shot, at this angle, he’d probably just end up hitting Chase instead anyway. And if he missed, the demon would slice his throat and he’d die. He sighed in agitation when Bradley was forced to toss his weapon out the window. He wondered if he would be able to retrieve it later, if it wasn’t broken, that is.
Then the next thing Chase knew, he was being enveloped in darkness and opening his eyes to the outside. He blinked, taking a look around and realizing they were just outside the building and the pub. “Riiight,” Chase drawled when he was told that Duncan wouldn’t kill him. He put up his hand to attempt to lightly push the weapon away from his neck without stabbing himself in the process. “Then, Duncan, would you mind putting that thing away? It would be much more reassuring, you know.” He looked over as he heard voices and spotted the two girls from earlier. “What are they doing?”
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There's no need for this war, but I'll do anything for 'the good one'
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Yes... now will you be quiet so I kick your butt
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xx <3
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That is all I have to say.
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Also, I'd think Satan would be more then just 'annoyed' if you gave away his minion. He'd literally kill Duncan, trust me, there is no arguing in that. Ah well, who am I to go force my view on others. Plus, I think this is the point where my confusion has taken away my will to continue this role play. (That and it seems not only other role players but the GM have stopped posting as well.)
Okay, with this comment I clear my head from this confusing argument and make way for ideas on other role plays. Goodbye, and perhaps we will meet again someday.
Cheers,
Archlkan
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Edit: Nevermind. I just had to re-read it to understand.
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1) This was already a war, and somehow demons and angels walk hand-in-hand.
2) In your last post you literally offered one of your minions (She got powers from a demon, so.. I am assuming she belongs to the demon army.) to an opposing team.
No I am not blaming anyone here, and perhaps I am missing the bigger point of all this 'friendliness', but I just can't understand how you literally reject your second commander and talk with an angel as if it were your best friend.
But, I'll say that maybe it is just me having problems thinking outside the stereotypical 'demon versus angel' box.
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And Gian has to be provoked to fight, that's why he isn't leader of the angels
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And sure that's okay...,
But Everyone make sure they're back to the roleplay in at least 2 days! sychronize watches, Go! :P
xx <3
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On an unrelated note I will be going on a mission trip tomorrow and I will no be here all next week. I apologize for the inconvenience.
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xx <3