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the Birthday Massacre ((Closed and Inactive))
the Birthday Massacre °º¤ø•ø¤º° http://i569.photobucket.com/albums/s...index12_12.jpg Appearance captures the eye, but personality captures the heart.... The times we live in are strange. The people we know, the life we live, everything... everything is so foreign to us. It's all... different. Life. Life as it used to be, is now but a wicked and twisted path that opens before our very eyes. Some of the things we see... we witness, send a shiver down our spine. You begin to wonder if you'll be caught. Perhaps... killed. [IMGRIGHT]http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt7/Sara_Shadow/Fantasy/Copyof_1.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]As you begin your panicked walk back "home," a female in a black cloak approaches you. Her eccentric blue hair curls about in the slight wind the sweeps across the dead street you're on. Even though you can't see her eyes, you know she's crying. She, like yourself, was at the party. The birthday party. The birthday massacre "party." She reaches a hand forward to console you, but as she does, a male with haunting raping red eyes appears below a dying lamppost. A large smirk comes across his shadowy face. As his eyes rip at your soul, you begin to question and fear for you life. Is he the monster? The very demon that killed everyone? You ask yourself and step back some in fright. However, in that split second, you blink. As your lids flash open, you panic some more. He's gone. Vanished. Spinning about, you look for him. However, the more you look, the faster you realize the female from before had vanished too. Was she a part of his plan? To... distract you? The lights go out. A group of boys march through a nearby ally. You hear their rhythmic footsteps pound into the cold, blood-stained cement. For the past two nights, you have blacked out to finally awaken surround by your friends. Your lifeless... dead best friends. Nonetheless, as the footsteps become faint, you begin to pick your path to the lit parts of the city. Finally arriving at your favorite bar, you take a seat near the window. Looking out into the darkness around you, a young girl rushes up to you. Her lower half is tainted with blood. Your emotionless eyes fall onto her frightened yet hopeful face as she continues to shake you. Finally sick of her, you shoo her away to let things sink in. Your friend notices everything. Disturbed, he stumbles over to you. Like everyone else, Skype Kitan is intoxicated by the foul stench that floats over the city. Snuffling, he takes a seat beside. And, just as he sits down, a sinister looking figure walks past your window. This female has a smug appear and aura to her as she gleefully struts by. You stand, forgetting about your friend, to run after her. You noticed a nice pair of pistols on her belt and it's evident she partook in the massacre. Rounding a corner after her, you come face to face with the man from before. [IMGLEFT]http://i538.photobucket.com/albums/ff345/MidnightShards99/Aka.jpg[/IMGLEFT]His piercing red eyes torment your very soul. Rapping you without actually touching you, you fumble backwards. Closing your eyes to embrace death, you grow curious. Why are you not dead? Opening a single eye, you notice that you are alone, yet again. A false emotion of love overcomes you. That very word thought, or better yet, spoken, is despite your love. It was clearly a foolish devotion that was forced upon your eyes. Standing, you begin to feel trapped. Perhaps this man with the red eyes put you in a cage. One you cannot escape from. He may have just... sealed your destiny. Unable to defend yourself, your eyes widened as a crazed figure approaches. Luckily, the thug retreats. But why? Looking to your left, you realize the male that had just "sealed your fate" was beside you. With a devilish gleam to his red eyes, he turns around. Wiggling a finger at you, he seems to be suggesting that you... follow him. It has to be a cruel intention. But what he failed to mention was the truth surrounding his identity. You hesitate, but decide to take his hint. Breaking the fear within you, you push yourself toward him. Faking a smile on your now worn face, you feel the red blood within you begin to stir. Unable to let go of your rage, you lash out at this mysterious stranger. But, to your shock, a quick jab to the stomach sends you to your knees. Gasping for a breath of air, you find yourself blacking out. Oh no.... The final thought you actually have before you lay unconscious at the base of a red-eyed demon. °º¤ø•ø¤º° Envy and lust lead to wrath and greed. Even though we don't want to admit it, it is oh so true. You envy someone and lust for what they have. With that envy and lust, the wrath inside you begins to grow and you want it more and more. With that greed you become someone else, someone else who is stricken by envy, lust, wrath, and greed. Your eyes peel open as a dim light casts its ever so "hateful" light into your ghostly eyes. As they flutter open, you recall the day before. Well, actually three days before. Yes. The birthday massacre. "Get dressed." A cold voice commands. "We'll be leaving momentarily." Yanking at the clothes beside you, you look about and notice you're not alone. There are others just like you. Naked and trapped within the windowless room. [IMGRIGHT]http://i669.photobucket.com/albums/vv54/samanthaismyname/Black.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]As you get dressed, you can't help but notice the man speaking to you. It finally clicks! He's the man from yesterday. The red-eyed terror. You notice that his face isn't hidden this time and that he is actually just a regular human. Shaking your head in disbelief, you can't help but wonder who he is. But before you can even ask it, you receive your answer. "I am Rroy Skytun. I'm here to win back our city from the evil. And... I need your help." His eyes revealed a much calmer atmosphere that he was originally giving off. Impressed, but still unsure of his real intentions, you wait for the others to finish dressing. As the second hand moved forward, you can't help but wonder what will come of you. Your friends are dead. Your family is dead. Everyone you know is dead... well, if they aren't dead now, they most likely will be. The time you live in is rough. Cruel to be frank. Very few people leave their homes and even fewer are able to survive outside the safe houses. Looking up at this so called "Rroy," you can't help but get a feel that whatever he just dragged you into will lead you to hell. Or at least, it will feel like hell. "You know, you have a choice." His red eyes looked over at everyone. "You don't have to join me. I won't make you." As you sit there, you question this brought up freedom. This choice. Will you or will you not join him? °º¤ø•ø¤º° As he said, the choice is yours. So, will you join him... I mean, me? Yes, I am Rroy Skytun and I need your help. Are you with me? And, if you're not with me... you're dead to me. Yes, I'm going to kill you. I must... or they might convert and destroy the real you. The civilized, yet frightened vessel you call you. If you won't join me, then I will have to dispose of you. It's easier to kill you now than to wait until you're... matured. Quote:
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the Character Profiles °º¤ø•ø¤º° the Rebellion Alliance ••• the selected individuals that are joining Rroy in the fight to save the world. They tend to be dressed in white and have a patch of bright neon colors somewhere else on the suit. Everyone is allowed to select their own outfit, but they cannot wear black. Quote:
the Rebellion Alliance°º¤ø•ø¤º° the Dark Crusaders ••• the selected individuals that are destroying the city and killing everyone. That's right, these are the mad men and women that are wrecking havoc on this poor town. Individuals tend to be dressed in black and have a chunk of dark colors somewhere else on the suit. Everyone is allowed to select their own outfit, but they cannot wear white. The persons in this group do not have to be human. Quote:
the Dark Crusaders°º¤ø•ø¤º° the Salvation Fighters ••• the individuals in this grouping are individuals sent by a far away city to conquer the evil. Yes, they are good. No they are not with Rroy. This makes them a third party person that is killing off both the Rebellion Alliance and the Dark Crusaders. Individuals in this grouping are trained soldiers and men of war so they will be in camouflage, suits of armor, or scientist lab coats. the Salvation Fighters |
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the Character Format °º¤ø•ø¤º° ••• the following is the format used to create a character's profile. If you plan on posting in a color (e.i. green), let me know. ••• the Rebellion Alliance has to start off human. If you wish to have your character gain a new species later on, we can negotiate this. ••• the Dark Crusaders can be any species you want. If you decide to be anything but a human, you will need to explain their powers and weaknesses more than a mere human would have to.• I'm going to assume that most people will not want to be human, so if you're going to have a supernatural being come into play it will have to include one of the two choices... 1 - it is currently dormant in your body and will be awakened in time or 2 - you are attacked/encounter another nonhuman species and your blood/DNA is altered. ••• the Salvation Fighters can also be any species you'd like. Again, if they are not human, you'll need to explain their powers better as well as their weaknesses. ••• yes, everyone has a weakness. You all have to be able to die somehow. Even if it is nearly impossible for you to die, you still need to have a flaw in your programming that will allow for your termination. ••• you can hold any position in society you would like. Singer, nurse, student, lawyer, garbage truck driver, etc. ••• at any point during this fight for survival, you can flip sides (e.i. leave the Dark Crusaders and just the Salvation Fighters). You don't have to tell me. It makes things more intense if I don't know also. ••• love is such an odd thing. You cannot help who you fall for even if they are... trying to kill you. HTML Code:
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the Roleplay Rules °º¤ø•ø¤º° [IMGLEFT]http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d189/Crashin_Burn/Random%20anime%20pictures/anime_death.jpg[/IMGLEFT]Other Characters Each created character belongs to their ‘owner’ whether or not they created their own or adopted one. Do not play another person’s character(s). If you have permission, I must receive a PM stating so. If I catch you godmodding/playing another person’s character, you will result in loss of privileges. However, should a character be an adoptable (let’s use Lelouch from Code Geass as an example), other members can play them – within reason (sorry, Lelouch cannot kill himself, but he can walk around or run after Suzaku). Such posts should not get inside the character’s head and/or talk much. NOTE: If you are inactive for a set period of time, we reserve the right to move your character if that character is holding up the RP for everyone else. Hopefully, this will not happen. Should it happen and we interrupt something, please inform us and we will do our best to accommodate you. Post Etiquette RP posts are to be written in the past-tense. Incorrect: His eyes widen as a sharp pain molests his leg. Looking down, he sees a giant harpoon is plunged in his leg just below his knee cap. Winching in pain, he yanks the weapon out. Correct: His eyes widened as a sharp pain molested his leg. Looking down, he saw a giant harpoon was plunged in his leg just below his knee cap. Winching in pain, he yanked the weapon out.* *Best line by me. Ever. Poor Melik and his harpoon molested leg. When possible, please avoid posts that are one or two sentences long. Creativity is key! Please describe what your character is thinking or feeling. If you can’t do this, just mention that the character looks up and admires the smoky white clouds or something along those lines. To avoid confusion, we use a standard set of symbols to indicate certain actions. These are to be used in this RP; there are no exceptions:[IMGRIGHT]http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a343/Melody1989/pain25.jpg[/IMGRIGHT] * Quotation marks ("...") are to be used to indicate speech; ex. "Hello," he said * Italicized words are to be used to indicate self-thought or an inner conversation; ex. Wow, Fritz is really tall… I hope he doesn’t step on me! * OOC (out of character) posts need to be placed in double parentheses (()); ex. ((OMFG I have to run! I have class in 5!)) OOC posts should NOT dominate the RP threat. the OOC Thread Roleplay Conduct No flaming. Ever. If you have a problem with someone on the list, settle it privately. If you cannot settle it privately, bring it to me and I will do my best to settle it for you, but only if you have tried every possible way to settle it yourself and still failed. I’m not your mother, so don’t come crying to me when things get tough or ugly. Should an issue arise that cannot be settled, I may have to remove both participants. So please, try not to fuss with one another. If you have a complaint to place against another member, please, please, PLEASE bring it to my attention and I will deal with it as I see fit. So PM me. Although this is an PG-13 rated, please keep foul language to a minimum as well as detailed sexual posts. IF it gets that serious, follow up with the ‘event’ in a PM. We really don’t want to read all the details you and your partner might be ‘getting on’ with. Keeping Player Knowledge Separate from Character Knowledge There may be points in the RP where a secret is revealed. Just because it was revealed does NOT mean your character will know it unless you are a mind reader. Should you not be sure if you character overheard a secret or dark plot, please ask for clarification. This also falls into implied secrets such as when a male character starts to continuously hang out with a female character. We tend to assume with will blossom into a relationship, but if you’re unsure if this is love or not, ask. [IMGLEFT]http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r197/whisper-bluedragongirl/accident.jpg[/IMGLEFT]Other Rules Prior to posting in this RP, you MUST send a profile to myself. If I do not receive one, I will remove your post. All character profiles must reflect the ones shown below or listed under the format section. Failure to not submit a profile and posting before getting an approval e-mail will result in getting black listed. Remember, I have a three strike policy. You can get more than one strike at a time. So there, you've been warned. I take this RP seriously and I hope you show myself and the other RPers the respect we deserve. If I get any lip from anyone, you WILL be REMOVED. Okay, thanks! Also, keep in mind you must follow the Mene RP rules: click unless my rules state otherwise (which they don't). READ THIS Those are the rules. Should any new rules be posted, it will be listed below in a section called new rules. To verify that you actually read the rules, when submitting a PM to me include your first post for this thread. It should be something about your character waking up and then continue from there. If I don't receive this you cannot join. |
the Roleplay Lists °º¤ø•ø¤º° The White List Debris: For the epic posts that make Wavikz laugh. XD••• this is the list for those of you that follow the rules, post wonderful replies, and/or do anything else that proves you worthy enough to land here. Darkest Hour: For making Rroy not seem so heartless. :P But seriously, for getting me to write an update. Staria: For actually reacting to Rroy's shirtlessness. LAWLZ! Serizly though for keeping Wavi company when she gets bored. :) Daeman35: For creating a Torrence that doesn't actually love Rroy. XD See Operation Salvation if you're confuzzled. :P sweet_serender159: For creating the bubbly, yet merciless Niya. She sure makes things... interesting, but in a good way! ^_^ Dear Lelie: For adding a male to the RB! And for her lovely posts... mmmm, Leo. <3 :P Xx I-RAWR xX: For also making Rroy not seem as heartless. :D Okay, okay... for her entertaining posts. She sure keeps Rroy on his toes! The Black List ••• this is the list for those of you that do not follow the rules. Landing here is bad, and if your name turns up here three times, you'll be removed from the RP. So don't get in trouble! I don't like to be a meany! Pseudo List! sweet_serender159: For calling Rroy a snake! So mean! T_T Staria: For making my cereal get soggy! T____________T Xx I-RAWR xX: >.> She called Rroy a schizo... that counts DOUBLE! <-- Listed times 2 |
the Roleplay Updates °º¤ø•ø¤º° ••• this section will contain updates on what is happening. It also lists when certain person will be offline for an extended time period. RP Updates As of July 8th at 8:57AM SPOILERAs of May 30th at 11:52PM SPOILERPersonal Updates |
the Missed Information °º¤ø•ø¤º° The following characters have been removed from the roleplay... ¤ Daeman35 The following characters are still in the roleplay... ¤ Rroy Skytun, Aleu Black, and Jaedan "Jae" Sea |
the Other Information °º¤ø•ø¤º° Removed Characters: Any of these characters CAN come back. Please PM me if you'd like them to come back. the Rebellion Alliance SPOILER°º¤ø•ø¤º° the Dark Crusaders SPOILER°º¤ø•ø¤º° the Salvation Fighters SPOILER |
the Forgotten Stuff °º¤ø•ø¤º° |
the "Just for the Hell of It" Reserved °º¤ø•ø¤º° |
Standing there, Rroy looked over at the persons before him. It was really a shame that it came to this, but, something needed to be done. Actions needed to be initiated and if no one else would put their name, their dignity, their pride on the line, then Rroy would. He was never one to really be liked anyways. |
Niya walked down the dark, silent alley and stopped instantly as she saw a shadow move behind a large green bin, Damn it. What's Rroy doing here. This is Crusader's territory. Pulling a small hand gun form her skirt's belt she moved silently closer to the figure huddled in the shadows. What she found as she rounded the corner was not Rroy but a little girl, crying quietly. Niya looked over her shoulder and waved slightly to the male stalking her shadow silently, "See what you find when you go looking for trouble?" Her childlike voice rang high, insinuating a question and she gestured with the hand holding the gun towads the girl. Giving the little girl a childlike and trusting smile she voiced the thoughts that were running through the male's head, "Target practice." She knelt down slightly and pointed the gun towards the girl's head and pulled the trigger. Blood sprayed from the girl's head and coated the bottom the Niya's skirt a deep crimson. Standing up straight she put the gun back in her belt and flashed the male a huge grin, "Now wasn't that fun?" She watched the emotions cross the male's face, first shock than anger and lastly fear. She took a step closer to the male and put her hands behind her back and started rocking slowly, "Now what do we do? Do you wanna play a game?" When the male hesitantly nodded she pulled out her gun and shot him twice in the chest faster than it took him to blink. "Wasn't that a fun game?" She put her gun away again and started to skip away and out of the alley, Now that's what I call target practise.
Giggling as she washed the blood off her dress she caught sight of her second in command Alice sitting on a leather chair, a finger curled thorugh a strand of blonde hair, "You said this was the last time you would kill one of your out recruits." Niya threw the towle into a basket and skipped towards Alice, "I said that it would be the last one of use. I didn't say anything about my recruits that were wusses." Niya giggled and danced around the room. "People will only put up wit your needless killing for so long Niya. People are talking about joining the Rebellion." Niya stopped and looked over her shoulder, a cold look crossing her eye, "They wouldn't dare. Unless they want to end up like Mark." The now dead recruit's name hung in the air, "I mean that people are scared of you but that doesn't mean they won't stay with you." She turned around and faced Alice full on, "Please, all I have to do is act my nomal cute self and they will stay in line. After all I am the leader of the Dark Crusaders. They will do what I say, I doubt they would want to be against me." |
Jae stalked about and finally swooped down beside Niya. "Hey boss! I think I found something!" Flipping into her half-harpy form, she nestled down beside Niya. "Lookie, lookie what I found!" Tugging out a a black cloth, the bird girl smiled gleefully a her finding.
"This has Rroy's scent all over it! I found it three allies over! Although," she sniffed the air, "his scent is strong here too. And oh damn, he's running lose with her? You know, that mangy mutt girlfriend of his!" Shaking her head in disgust the harpy looked back at Niya. "Where did Marky go?" Spying a hint of blood on her shirt, Jae smiled. "I told you he was a pansy." Jae flicked her black hair back and smirked at her reflection. "You know, for being "an ugly harpy," I am pretty damn sexy, aren't I?" Shifting her eyes back to Niya, Jae waltzed over to her. "So my Majesty, what shall I do for you?" Bowing, she blushed as she watched the feathers that once covered her breasts fall forward. My! I am a rather slutty bird. But then again, it does make everything so much easier.... Her purplish black feathers shifted in the wind some, which she found entertaining. Rising, Jae walked over to a man that was staring at her. "What, have you never seen a naked girl before?" Rubbing her bottom half against him, she spun the male's head in her hands. CRACK! Dropping the corpse to the ground, Jae moaned, "What men will do for sex is pathetic." Standing beside Niya, Jae could only eye the other Dark Crusaders. They were an... interesting bunch of monsters. |
Eva stared at this man who claimed to be named Rroy. She quietly listened to his plead and then slowly lifted her head to meet his eyes."If you say who you claim to be then yes I shall join."She said in a monotone voice. It was quite a quick decision for Eva to make since she had a gut feeling she could die from joining this Rebellion. Although Eva knew she could die she still felt...somewhat...aching for this,although she doesn't know why. Eva lifted herself up and looked down at her plain white uniform. The only color was a ring around her left sleeve which was a bright neon blue mixed with a small amount of green. Eva closed her eyes for a small moment trying to absorb everything that has happened and that might happen. She quickly turned her gaze to Rroy."So where are we going exactly?"She asked.
(( Sorry if it is a bit short.I'm just a little tired since it is very late here. )) |
Hanz flipped his arm out to his side. The cot he laid in was small and stiff so it was not hard to find the dresser on its right side. His fingers searched for a while before finally reaching his alarm clock and turning off it's repetitive beeping with the snooze button. Opening his bleary eyes and blinking away the moisture that fogged up his vision, Hanz pulled out his glasses from his pocket and slid it on. He had gone to bed fully clothed from the previous night and it was a miracle that his spectacles weren't crushed during his sleep. The room he was in was the hospital ward. There was a room set up for the researchers but he couldn't put up with the snores of his fellow intellectuals. Besides, this was only the start of the campaign, so that meant there were no one injured yet, making this the perfect place to find some peace and quiet.
Hanz retrieved a leather bound book from under his pillow. This was to be his journal and note organizer. The pages were all blank and full of promise. He conjured a pen from about his person and dated the first page. There were no noisy drills or hammers outside and Hanz flipped open the blind to check if the guards were still doing their patrols. Yes they were. Satisfied, Hanz returned to his first entry and started writing. "Day one on the King's mission. The camp seems to have finished unpacking and I plan on checking in at the faculty room before heading out into the uncivilized city. I feel there is much to learn from the madness that is said to be going on around here and hopefully I might make a breakthrough in the psychology or anthropology field. It is 6:01 am and the weather is sunny and clear. I'm sure that His Majesty's blessings and will shall get us all through this mission safe, sane and sound." He closed his book and slid the pen into it's small compartment. Rising, Hanz left the ward and traveled through the white hallways which was in fact easy to deconstruct and reconstruct; making it the prefect portable building for the camp. There were military personel in every hall and corner and Hanz showed them his card with a smile and nod. His destination was the meeting room and upon arrival, Hanz waited until a general arrived. General Burgen gave a small salute that Hanz returned and said ",Well, Dr. Hanz, if you insist on entering the city in a discreet scouting mission then I'm sending some of my officers with you as a guard. I won't argue with you but may I ask if there are anyone else coming?" Hanz smiled pleasently. "Thank you General and yes, there might be some of my colleagues joining me. I'm not completely positive but I do think so.." Burgen nodded. "I'll be back in a few minutes, hadn't had a chance to get my coffee yet. Do you want some?" "No thank you, I've never liked coffee, but I'd love a cup of black tea if you can find any." Burgen said he would get a cup of it and left Hanz alone in the meeting room. Hanz pulled up a chair and sat down in it to wait around idly for the others. |
"We're leaving because we need to find a safer location. Some place that won't be stalked down by a harpy." Turning to his counterpart, Rroy frowned some. "I'm afraid I'm going to need to depend on that nose of yours again."
With a smile on her face, the bouncy girl spun past him. Sniffing, the wolf ears on her head twitched. "Oopsie!" Collapsing to Rroy's feet, she began to plead. "I'm sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to move my ears... I'm... I'm a failure!" Crying into his pant legs, Aleu clung to him even more. "It's fine love, it's fine." Pushing her off his legs, Rroy bent down to embrace her. "It's really okay. It does make things easier now that they know you're part wolf." His eyes looked at those following him. "Anyways, we are leaving this place and we'll be following her." Giggling, the wolf girl stood and lead the way down a path. The further she traveled, the fast light began to pour into the tunnel. "Outside!" Moving up and out of the hole, she waited to help others out. It was then when her ears shot back. "Silence is key here. If we make too much noise, the harpy a few paces over will hunt us down." |
Eva did not completely understand what a harpy or why the girl had ears on her head but she did not bother asking. She believed in time the answers would come to her. She watched as the strange girl sniffed her way to a exit. Eva looked up at the girl and nodded. It wasn't going to be to difficult to be quiet. That's how she was most of the time anyway. Eva swiftly and silently made her way up the hole in the tunnel to the top. A strong breeze blew by but Eva didn't move an inch. She had a feeling if she didn't follow these peoples orders she could possible die.
(( Sorry if it a bit short.I'm really sick and I can't think straight. )) |
Euthenia followed swiftly behind the people leaving the building.She wondered why they where leaving so quickly as if something terrible was approaching.Euthenia sighed.She stayed close to the shadows hoping not to be caught by anyone.Euthenias mind was over flowing with so many 'what ifs'.Euthenia could hardly remeber anything,all she knew was,there was a jutting pain in her spine and it was killing her to walk but she kept up.'Keep going...'Euthenia muttered to herself.She couldn't stop moving until she was to safety,she kept close to the walls that helped her stay in the shadows with her sword still at her side.She wondered how it was still with her after all that had happend but she was happy and thankful to still have her sword.
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A gleam of metal and the sound of skin and bones being severed, accompanied with a shrill scream, was perhaps the only sound that gave way to Ginjo's position among the other Dark Crusaders. Her customary blade, what was not attached to her body physically, dripped of a stick dark crimson liquid that fell into a large puddle of the same liquid beside the dark boots of the female. In her other hand held a severed hand and a rather meaty looking rib. In front of the stabber female stood her latest sculpture creation made of barbed metal wire that was entwined with various other mangled body parts that appeared to be in the shape of a bloodied half butterfly, a clear sign that her 'creation' was not yet done. On the other side of her a few bodies of previous victims laid piled up on one another, missing various parts from their bodies. From them leaked out a second puddle of red liquid, although a few of the trail sources of the liquid began to brown and crack another clear sign that blood had been leaking from the wounds and missing pieces for quite some time. Near the front of the pile laid what appeared to be a teenage girl, missing one of her hands and from the looks of the hole in her side a rib, whimpering and gasping in pain, the only signs that she was still alive. “Shhhh, if you're not quiet you'll make me lose my concentration” the 'artist' said with a rather joyous smile before swiftly plunging the dagger within the back of the dying girl's through and twisting it, severing her vocal cords, after the girl gave a pained moan. “There now we won't have to worry about the noise anymore” the stabber replied happily, straightening herself out once more.
The stabber had been at it for awhile now and soon she would need to gather a few more people for their 'pieces', first though she needed to place the two she had. Carefully she used the hand that held her customary blade and wrapped a few fingers around a free hanging piece of barbed wire and bent it down to a more comfortable level. She realized then that she would have to set down one of her pieces and extended her hand with the severed parts towards the side of the sculpture to a sort of dark and somewhat hidden stand that was stained with dried blood. Gently she set down both parts, only to pick up the severed hand again and brought it to the barbed wire, wrapping, twisting and stabbing it through the hand, using the blade in the other hand occasionally to slice through the skin and veins that dripped blood down her pale hand and further down her arm, streaking it. During one of the incisions she hit a vein at such an angle that when the blood spurted out it decorated her face and dying some strands of her hair, causing the girl to giggle. Once the hand was secured and placed exactly where she wanted it she took a few steps back, and studied it for a few moments before stepping closer once more and slashing at all but two of the fingers on the hand forcing them off with a resounding crunch and crack. “There, that's much, much better I think” she said with another giggle to herself. It was then she heard the distinct sound of voices and knew her Majesty had returned as well as a few others. Deciding to pause in her sculpting, as it could lead to her possibly acquiring a few new human sections, and go greet them. Quickly she flipped the dagger to her other hand and around so the sharp blade pointed towards her body, and with an experienced hand, plunged the blade into the hidden sheath within the sleeve of the hand that previously held it. Once she heard the familiar clicking sound of the dagger being locked in place, due to a mechanism in the sheath itself that locked the dagger within place until one grabbed the handle a certain way to unlock it, she began to make her way towards the sound of the voices. It didn't take the stabber female long to come upon their leader, her second, and harpy woman, seeing as she had merely been back at the wall that was furthest behind the other present Dark Crusaders. The same spaced out and bubbly look upon her face, even though those experienced with her would know better than to believe she was actually spaced out and was in fact very much aware of what was all going on around her. She stopped a fair amount of paces away from the group, but not too far away, and took a quick bow towards Niya. “Gooood morning everyone, and you're Majesty” she said with a happy exclamation of a greeting towards them. She soon caught notice of an absence, or more specifically the absence of the male that had left with their leader earlier on. “Ohhhh it seems like another one has gone 'missing'...I don't suppose you'd remember if there was anything useable?” she inquired with an airy sort of tone. It was then that her eyes caught sight of the corpse of a male, although it was clear it was not the one that had left with Niya, nor from the looks of the wounds was he killed by her. Her gaze seemed to fall upon the dead male's right ankle, her mind quickly finding a possible use for it in one of her other sculptures. Her dark gaze turned towards the harpy woman, tilting her head to the side slightly, as she figured the kill had been done by her. “You wouldn't by chance have any use for that corpse's right ankle would you?” she asked as if she were asking about the weather. She had somewhat heard the information that Jae had relayed to Niya, but she has chosen to only selectively hear bits and pieces of it, as she figured if it was anything that was truly in need of knowing that it would soon be relayed to the rest, perhaps in the form of a plan or order from their leader. |
Jayla awoke slower then most, her shy violet eyes hovering over the group. As she heard Rroy she shuddered, not trusting him but at the same time knowing… feeling that something had to be done and that he was sincere in this… but perhaps sincere in killing too. She bit her lip and looked away, listening as they spoke of leaving and not being safe. Whether she wanted it or not she was involved… maybe involved forever. Still…. As her father’s face flashed before her eyes, covered in blood she couldn’t help but think she had no where else to go anyway….there was no going back….
Slowly she stood, putting on her outfit which thankfully had a skirt but still made her frown. She preferred an asymmetrical hemline…. Oh well… in her bag there was a sewing kit and she’d make the necessary adjustments once they got to this safer place he’d hinted at…. Nodding to herself she then walked towards the group, silent and shy as a mouse. Looking at her one would half expect the twin buns on her head to be ears and to twitch all their own…. Though of course they were just hair so did not. |
Euthenia shuddered.She could feel her heart ready to burst out of her chest,but her breathing was slow and was not heavy.Euthenia saw people slowly awakening and leaving,she couldn't believe her eyes.'So im not the only one alive...thank god..'Euthenia thought to herself.She was geting more and more nervouse,she needed help she didn't know what to do,where to go.Euthenia was only a follower in this kind of situation,you would be too if you had just awaken on the cold floor to find people leaving.Euthenia sighed and saw Rroy and others leaving.Euthenia wondered if she would be allowed to follow.She did anyway,for her own safety and perhaps she could be of some use to protect them when they where caught off gaurd.Euthenas heart started to calm as she kept moving along,hoping she wouldn't be found or even the slightest bit heard.
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Rroy's charming smile soon came to his dreary face. Yes, he was a satanic man, but he was still a rather handsome fellow. Pulling himself out of the hole, his muscles flexed and rippled flawlessly under his tight black outfit. A small section of his forehead became dotted with little beads of sweat as the hot, humid, blood-stained air hit his face.
Reaching down into the hole, Rroy pulled Jayla out. As he moved her from the hole, his eyes connected with hers. "Thank you," he said with a far more welcoming smile on his face. Still using just a single arm, Rroy gently placed her beside his partner who he would later introduce as Aleu. Helping flatten down Jayla's outfit, Aleu finally stepped back in approval. As she weaved between some clutters of people, Aleu began to wonder if now was really the time for her OCD to kick in. Biting down on her lower lip, she tried to quell the urge in her to clean and mend up all the dirtiness around her. Thankfully, Rroy's soothing voice calmed her frayed nerves and brought her to a standstill. "Euthenia, thank you for joining us." Patting her back as he finished helping the other stragglers out, Rroy turned his face up toward the red sky. The sky was taunting him. A growl then escaped his mouth and a fang slipped from behind his lips. Glistening in the dim light, Rroy's eyes flipped sides within a spit second. "Damn." Aleu scurried forward to dark out a pair of blades from the darkness around them. Annoyed, but ready to stand her ground, Aleu readied herself for a battle with Jae. Looking at her partner, Rroy figured she'd most likely lose. But, he also knew she wasn't one to run away from a fight. With a frown on his face, Rroy pushed his troops away. "Leave this fight to us. You run." "Us? No. Me. Rroy, you have to save them! I shall fight these punks off. Or at least buy you some time. I swear, I'll be back. After all, you promised to marry me." Flashing a smile at him, Aleu shifted her shoulders. "So, Niya, Jae, Gin... how are you?" Rroy nodded and continued to move the Rebellion Alliance forward. "Onward, we need to retreat for now. We're not ready to fight them. At least, not now." |
Jayla shivered as she felt someone pull her out of the hole, surprised. For a moment she looked into his eyes and blushed, simply because she was so shy she could rarely meet another persons eyes….let alone a handsome strangers. Looking away she nodded, muttering a confused “Y..you’re welcome…” though it was such a quiet voice and tone one would have difficulty hearing it.
Stepping to the side as he helped the other woman she looked to Aleu, smiling faintly in thanks for her help but still not looking into her eyes. The rather mousy woman then murmured a gentle thank you when she realized something was happening. Turning she watched the other woman stand to fight, horrified as she realized the odds. She then looked at Rroy, not wanting to leave the other woman behind but knowing she had little choice. She was a human with only a half loaded pistol and a dagger…. She was useless against the inhuman creatures she knew were coming somehow…. Lowering her head as if in shame she began to follow Rroy, protesting only by saying “I…a..are you sure? There’s no other way…?” She knew the answer even as she asked the question but the kind hearted girl ached at the idea of leaving Adue likely to nothing but death… and separating two clearly close lovers. |
The female stabber's attention was made aware of others through the sounds of their voices, but finally diverged from Jae and the request to the dead male's right ankle as her name was spoken by the canine eared female. "Oh my...Gooood morning little Aleu. I'm personally doing well. It seems you've acquired some new 'friends' to play with" Ginjo replied with a bubbly tone and deceptively cheerful and warm smile. Her eyes seemed to come alight as she came to gaze upon a few of those coming out of the tunnel. This of course caused her clasp her hands together, although her face seemed to draw a blissful oblivious look.
"Oh my such lovely pieces on some of them too. They'd be perfect for one of my artworks" her cheer tone exclaimed. She knew of course, from the stance of the wolf eared female and the ushering of Rroy to the group, that acquiring the choice 'pieces' wouldn't fall willingly into her hands. Knowing well that a battle would more than likely ensue, one of her metallic stabber blades erupted from her left hand, covering it. Typically she wouldn't start off with her one of her bodily blades, but rather her external blade that was concealed snugly in her sleeve, but she figured that now wouldn't be the time to 'play'. She noticed though that only Aleu seemed to be staying behind and internally she couldn't help but be slightly disappointed. After all what was the fun of many against one? |
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