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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 13, 2007 12:19:53 GMT -5
(('K. I wasn't sure; it seemed like The Aberrant One hadn't asked, so...yeah.))
((Hee hee...Kratos: I want my pointy back!! Miiine! T__W))
((Oh, btw, Aria, *Is confused, so she's asking just in case* Can I make a profile for the Chosen of Light? It's about time we kicked a few more females into this RP...))
Kratos didn't miss Savyna's myriad suspicious glances at him as he led the way now to the basement stairs and descended them, careful to keep the chain to his throat slack. He could feel the blood steadily dripping down his back, and the breezes through the few glassless windows that were not covered by drapes chilled it.
He stopped short as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
"...What did you do to the basement?" he asked as she slipped by him without contact.
"You're not living here anymore. We...'moved in'," Savyna replied.
"Moved in? You caved in my wall to open the tunnel!" Kratos protested incredulously.
"--Oh, shut up. God, I never throught you were such a whiner."
Kratos' head snapped right as he heard another female voice from behind the stairs he had just emerged from.
"No...Trillian...You're here, too?" he asked as the girl came into view.
"And Xander," a male voice added from another dark corner.
((I'll add profiles and desctription of the room later. Aria, can I control Trillian and Xander as Wanted, too?))
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TheAberrantOne
New Student
And in strange aeons even death may die...
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Post by TheAberrantOne on Sept 13, 2007 20:17:53 GMT -5
((I did ask, just through the miracles of PMing, since if I am afraid I will look stupid for asking, only one person will see it, instead of myriad of them.))
Balornous' eyes turned a deep, bloody red, and he unleashed a deafening howl of sheer rage. It was quite apparent he had sensed it. Without another word or attempted thought, the hulking monstrosity bursted off in the direction he had sensed his fellow Chosen in danger, heedless to whatever was in his way. He smashed through anything that impeded him, the ground shaking violently each time one of his massive feet hit the ground. He was nearing the location rapidly, and no doubt the Chosen's captors would feel the obvious tremors caused by the massive Sorrow Chosen.
Orstead, on the other hand, simply unsheathed his sword, and watched his comrade barrel heedlessly into whatever danger awaited them. Orstead himself had certainly sensed something amiss, and shifted his gaze to the Princess. He saw a determined look in her eye, he knew that nothing he could say would stop her from going to her beloved Chosen's rescue, if he needed to be rescued at all.
"Teleporting to the location could be dangerous, we might run into a trap...it is regrettable that Sir Balornous has acted so rashly, but he may provide the distraction we need to save one of our more...vulnerable Chosen. We should go there on foot, if you agree with my suggestion. It is your descision to make, I am yours to command, my lady, as always." he said seriously. He wanted to save his comrade, certainly, but he understood that all of the Chosen were creations of the Princess herself. He could not imagine how unbearable the thought of one of them getting harmed could be to her. Any conflict could be resolved later, this seemed to be a dire moment, and Orstead would gladly sacrifice his own life to save another of his fellow Chosen. His armour's lightning began to crackle violently, razing the ground as bolts hit it.
All he waited for was his Princess's command.
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Post by princessaria on Sept 13, 2007 20:18:31 GMT -5
{{I'm not going to post as the Princess, but to answer your questions:
Yes you can be the Light Chosen, yes you can be the Wanted, and it's fine that you didn't ask!}}
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 13, 2007 20:23:09 GMT -5
(('K, thanks. *Goes to put up the profiles*))
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Post by princessaria on Sept 13, 2007 20:37:48 GMT -5
{{Nevermind, I'm posting!!!}}
The Princess watched her Sorrow Chosen rampage off into a particular direction, and could almost smile at the courage he had at the moment. He really did have such a nice heart, and was even endangering himself for another's sake. It did the girl good to have these thoughts.
Nodding to Orstead eagerly, she replied in a focussed manner. "I think you're right, Sir Orstead. Teleporting, unless done perfectly, could have misadvantages. Balornous will be able to handle them until we arrive, which won't take too long."
Aria then began to sprint to the place she had felt the pulse of fear come from. Her hair whipping around her face, as her lugs would often pump off the ground for a greater distance. Her hand few to her stomach, as she felt the clothes softly disappear from her body, and get replaced.
An odd material covered her legs and arms, being a flexible metal to reflect all powers except her own. It was her special creation that she was going to give to the Chosen when her outfit designs were complete. It looked like a bodysuit, with various jewels, pockets, and updates built in.
The black material didn't shine in the sun's rays, but gave off a dull look. The gold lining and inscriptions were made to channel her powers into a type of energy. The Wanted were completely weak against her powers, but she didn't wish to destroy what she created.
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TheAberrantOne
New Student
And in strange aeons even death may die...
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Post by TheAberrantOne on Sept 13, 2007 20:42:20 GMT -5
Orstead did not have to think twice about following the Princess, keeping up with her easily, despite the fact that he was encased in heavy plate armour. He saw the Princess's outfit shift once again, an armour of some sort? She was rushing into battle, so that seemed to be the obvious assumption.
It was not hard to tell where Balornous had been, for the path of destruction he had caused was quite easy to spot. Fortunately, people were smart enough to move away from the enraged Chosen, so injuries were minimal, a cut or a scrapped knee at the worst, resulting from diving out of the way. They all seemed to have cleared the streets, running to the safety of their homes. Something was happening, something that certainly did not want to be a part of...
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 13, 2007 21:16:27 GMT -5
"So. You finally got him? I'm surprised, and impressed," Trillian said, coming closer to Kratos. The man's gaze was carefully neutral as he looked around. "...Want me to tie him up?" she asked.
"Go ahead." Savyna handed the chain off warily, but Kratos made no move. Trillian gave him a strange look, then looked at Savyna, who gave a small shrug.
"He's been docile since I found him," she said dismissively. Trillian looked from her back to Kratos, and motioned for her to follow him to a corner. He could feel Xander's eyes on him as let her slip a rope around his neck and tighten it, not quite uncomfortably, though.
"I'm rigging this so that if you try to break the rope and succeed through brute strength, the chain, which is slackened but is twisted around the rope, will tighten immediately after and slice your throat. You can extend the whole range of the rope without the chain tightening, but you'll die if you try to escape," she informed him.
"Same thing with your wrists," she added as she bound his wrists likewise, hooking the ropes up to a peg in the wall.
Kratos nodded quietly, and leaned against the wall as Trillian backed away, feeling self-conscious her eyes raked over his bare chest.
She was about to say something when a soft rumble above them seemed to shake the house. Dust filtered down from the ceiling and cracks formed in the concrete walls. Pieces of plaster fell down from the ragged hole along the far side of the wall, where someone had caved it in to gain bigger access to a mysterious cave tunnel beyond that disappeared into darkness.
"What the hell??" Trillian demanded, looking from Kratos to Savyna. Savyna looked at Kratos, and trillian looked back at him again.
Kratos looked back at them darkly. "Now you've done it...Looks like my abduction hasn't been unnoticed..."
Savyna glowered at him, then motioned for Xander to follow her. He did, and they made their way up the stairs.
"Wait down here with Kratos," Savyna called back at Trillian.
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TheAberrantOne
New Student
And in strange aeons even death may die...
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Post by TheAberrantOne on Sept 13, 2007 21:42:16 GMT -5
The rumbles would only become more pronounced in a short amount of time. A deep, horrifying roar filled the air as the furious behemoth continued his charge. The house where he sensed all of the danger and fear coming from was right in front of him. The two Wanted would be greeted by Balorous' massive metal frame breaking through a wall, his body unleashing huge bursts of boiling-hot steam as his whale-like roar was announced again, causing the house itself to shake due to its massive bass.
Balorous immediately locked his crimson gaze onto the two who stood before him, holding his ice-covered blade foward. It whirred threateningly as it began to spin like a drill. He stomped towards the man and the woman, with every intention of reducing them to a bloody pulp when he was through with them. He knew they were the threat, there was no doubt about it.
"You...both...hurt...a...Chosen...You...will...give...him...back...or...both...shall...die..." he said in the same deep voice he had spoken to Aria with, only now the deep sea within his voice threatened to drown the two who stood before him, a violent tempest of anger and malice clearly able to be heard as even his speaking caused the ground to tremble.
He unleashed another burst of boiling hot steam, his three burning eyes daring them to get in his way.
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Post by S-to-the-T on Sept 13, 2007 21:59:03 GMT -5
Valiente wasn't far behind. In fact, he was there.
After freeing himself from the vines, he'd continued to wander the orchards, at which point he'd found a trail of blood. It was small, hardly noticable, but he'd picked it up, probably by pure luck. He'd been on his way there when the rumblings reached him, and he'd picked up his pace in their direction.
Following after the other Chosen, he'd arrived at the house seconds after the other had. So as he burst inside, the Fire Chosen slipped in, hopefully unnoticed. He attempted to enter as the other Chosen smashed his way inside, and use the steam the man released as a cover.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 14, 2007 11:04:56 GMT -5
"Oh god..." Savyna was sufficiently unnerved by this moving fortress comfronting her, but Xander kept cool.
"Sir Balornus, I believe your name is?" The man called up at the creature, stepping in front of Savyna, but definitely far away from the blade.
"Please, keep calm. Your fellow Chosen suffers only minor injuries caused mostly by accident in transportation. We plan to do him no further intentional harm. Where is your Princess? We wish to speak with her," he called, his voice elevated above the whine of the drill but still calm and negotiable.
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"Holy--What the hell??" Trillian cried as the entire foundation began to shudder and shake violently. She barely missed a large chunk of plaster falling the ceiling. Kratos, boundas he was, wasn't so lucky. An unstable mini-boulder was dislodged from the wall and took him down. It fell on the rope, too, and pinned him down.
He growled fiercely as he gathered shadows around his throat and wrists and began to solidify and expand them as Trillian nursed her foot, which had been hit by another falling bit of ceiling, oblivious. "Just my luck to be trapped underground when The Bulldozer comes through," he snarled, his Wrath growing. the pressure from the expanding rings of shadow soon overcame both the wire and the rope, and they both snapped with a crack and a twang.
Shaking his head to clear it as he picked himself up and jogged to the stairs, he flung the rings at Trillian, both striking her head as she stood to try to catch him, and she crumpled to the floor, out cold.
I can't believe you thought that would work, Savyna, he thought as he took the stairs by twos.
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TheAberrantOne
New Student
And in strange aeons even death may die...
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Post by TheAberrantOne on Sept 14, 2007 13:40:11 GMT -5
Balorous did not stand down, and his blade continued whirring. However, his crimson eyes dulled slightly as he spoke.
"You...wish...to...destroy...her...I...will...not...betray...her...she...is...the...only...one...who..." he drifted off before he could complete his sentence, though in his mind the words were clear "The only one who makes me feel happy..."
He held his spinning blade forward, taking another step towards the group.
"This...is...over..." he growled, his eyes slowly flaring back to their full brightness...
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Post by S-to-the-T on Sept 15, 2007 0:58:50 GMT -5
Valiente was forced to silde to stop before running into Kratos. He smirked, moving out of the Shadow Chosen's way.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 15, 2007 15:30:40 GMT -5
((Guys, just for the record, can you, like...slow down? I mean, Kratos' house was actually on the opposite side of the town, across that orchard and stuff, pretty secluded, and Valiente was tracking him...So, like, just for the record, can you not post so much at once? Maybe take a couple of posts to get where you want to be? Just so everyone can get actions in, too?))
((Also, can you give Balornus a weakness? It's kinda hard to do anything interesting if you have this massive creature that can immediately bully the bad guys into setting things right...And I don't mean, like, slow movement, because that's just a hindrance. I mean, like, an actual weakness that could be exploited that could stop him, somehow...))
Kratos very nearly ran into Valiente rounding a corner, and stopped in his tracks.
"Game's off until this is settled," he said, feeling the need to say that so he didn't have to worry about being burned when he least expected it.
"Trillian's downstairs, out cold, and you probably saw Savyna and Xander. Yes they caught me, yes I know I'm shirtless, yes I know I don't have my sword, yes I know I'm bleeding." He hurried on to the burnt living room, where the confrontation was taking place.
"Balornus, wait!" Kratos called. "I'm here!"
Savyna and Xander turned back to Kratos at the exact instant.
"Oh, dammit," Savyna growled.
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Post by S-to-the-T on Sept 15, 2007 15:34:51 GMT -5
((Yeah... That plot lasted ten seconds. >.>))
Valiente knew this was a time to be serious, but to someone like him, that was just flat out hilarious. He snapped as the Shadow Chosen hurried by, and a couple sparks jumped from his fingers, spraying in several directions. However, nothing caught fire.
The man turned after Kratos, hurrying to catch up.
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Post by princessaria on Sept 16, 2007 21:22:40 GMT -5
{{So what did I mi-
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OMFG~! -collapses-
Well, I see we saved room for Aria in here.
I shall type!
-hunches over keyboard-}}
Tmp. Tmp. Tmp. Tmp. Tmp.
A pulse of anger, a pulse of joy, and even a pulse of surprise. She could feel the random emotions surging through her body, each feeling colliding into the other and the disappearing.
Instead of slowing down to rest, Aria managed to get a jolt of energy from the emotions. Her feet hitting the ground, propelling forward, and then landing the large bound softly.
Her arms pumped at her sides, but she continued to feel her breath grow ragged. Her lungs burned, and her throat began to dry.
Huff. Huff. Huff.
The Princess turned towards Sir Orstead, as she motioned for him to stop, but she didn't wait to speak. "Mister Orstead, I know Kratos' house is the site of which we are heading to. If you give me a moment, I can get us there a bit faster. It will take a little bit, though."
She put her hands to her knees, and looked up at her knight with rosy cheeks, a nervous smile, and concern written all over her eyes.
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