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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath          Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| "Mark my words, Son of Sparda! I WILL RETURN!"
"Goodbye. And when you do return, say hello to my son for me, will ya?" The Legendary Dark Knight, Dante, son of the Dark Knight Sparda. The Demon Hunter. The Myth. The Legend. The sound of his voice and the echoes of his sword swipes have reverberated through the halls of Hell and Earth for almost a thousand years. The blasts of Ebony and Ivory still ring in the ears of many, including a certain Devil Prince: Mundus. Since he was a teen, the legendary Dante dedicated himself to the vanquishing of the unholy. Being a demi-human, he was gifted with demonic powers. His courage has been the reason Earth was allowed to remain peaceful and safe during the constant struggles between Heaven and Hell. His final words to one of his greatest foes was :"Say hello to my son for me, will ya?" An offspring to continue his legacy; the same way he continued his father's legacy. But as fate would have it, Dante would not father a son. He would father a daughter. Eva, as his daughter was called [in honor of Dante's deceased mother], was always aware of the legacy she was to carry. Yet, being in her very early twenties, she had not yet fully understood the extent of her powers. Mundus, who had remembered his promise, escaped his vault after a thousand years and immediately captured and imprisoned the daughter of Dante, so that he would experience no rivalry or obstacles in his quest for domination and dominion over the human world. With Dante deceased long ago and his daughter captured before she could reach her prime, it would seem that the Devil Prince would finally get what he had been searching for... He had no idea how mistaken he had been. With news of Mundus' return and the disappearance of Eva, hunters from all over the world gathered on the ressurected Mallet Island. They would not be able to stop Mundus...but they knew if they could find and save Eva, all hope would not be lost for only the blood of the Dark Knight Sparda can vanquish the great evil. And so it is, that each demon hunter arrived upon the shores of Mallet Island, bigger than before with an even more impressive castle compared to the one Dante originally ventured. They came in different sizes and shapes...but all were clear about what needed to be done: to save the daughter of Dante from the grasps of Mundus. His name was Azrael, the tall man with reasonable build and sharp features, armed with the two long swords strapped to his black leather belt. He was dressed very simply, wearing nothing but a long untucked black dress shirt with a matching pair of black denim jeans, which slightly covered the pair of black army boots he wore underneath. A small gust of wind blew at his long spikey black hair as he placed a hand on his belt, scanning the impressive island that was Mallet. He was here, to repay a debt to the Legendary Dante. Several hundred years ago, Dante had freed his island from the evil grasps of a man corrupted by Argosax: Arius. Though he bore no 'true' demonic blood, the dark magic that flowed within his veins made up for it. His father and mother had fled to the island in hopes of practicing their arts in peace. They were skilled in the dark arts and necromancy. This skill was passed onto Azrael, who was not only skilled in double sword fighting but also in certain acrobatics. The dark magic that was passed onto him, gave him unnatural long life and abilities that no normal human would possess. He may not have been a demi-human, but it didn't really matter. Hearing news of Eva's capture, he immediately set off to Mallet Island which suddenly appeared on the map exactly one month ago. Dante had freed his parents from Arius. Now, he could finally pay him back by freeing his daughter from Mundus. After all, Dante was his idol: a man of great skills, courageous, bold, and resourceful. When he came of age, he knew that he wanted to follow in Dante's footsteps. So he did and what resulted was a strong demon hunter, capable of certain dark arts as well as swordsmanship. Name: Azrael Latrommi Age: about Two Hundred Years old Blood: Necromancy, Dark Magic Weapons of choice: 1) Two long swords (five feet in length) and 2) Black semi-automatic handgun, capable of firing silver rounds (Last edited by Sparda on 08-21-05 07:45 PM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^  Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::The shadow of what seemed to be a giant bird flew overhead. Its giant black wings with some 14 foot wingspan flapped in teh mighty gale of the newly formed Island. Shortly after entering the islands airborn area, a barrier appeared in the sky and prevented the man from crossing. His wings now useless, the man dropped from the sky and landed softly on the beach, hsi giant wings disapearing shortly after his landing::
Well, I should have guessed that this mission would be harder then that ::The man turned to look at the waters of the beach. The hood that covered his face was removed to reveal his head and face. The man had no hair and was scared on his head from wehat seemed like burns, his face was not the same though. With his teal colored eyes now showing, you could see that his face had no scars or wounds. The man then removed his hands from his coat and cracked his knuckles before revealing his weapons. From his right arm shot forth an energy weapon that took the form of a 4 foot sword, it was a green shadded weapon that resinated with energy. His left arm did the same, only it was a blue shade. The mans name was Grim Faust, and he was known very well, mostly as Death himself. His mission here was to re-capture Mundus and return him to his prison in teh depths of Hell:: 2000 years, and he is the first to break free from the gates of Hell. I come to return him to his new home Name: Grim Faust Age: 2000 Blood: Soul-Blood Weapons of Choice: Two Soul Blades Known As Soul-Reivers |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| Name: True Flight
Blood: Necromancy, Light Magic Weapon of Choice: Magical bow and arrow and mystic quarter staff infused with holy magic. Has a pet demon named Miki. It looks like a sort of cat with bat wings for ears and it's about the size of True's palm. Miki always stays on her quarter staff so it looks like a decoration from a far. Miki's just her guide through the world. infact Miki's smarter than she is sometimes. (Think of Miki as a cat version of Jeep from Saiyuki with out the ability to changed into a jeep) Oh and btw.... I'm new to the fandom so correct me if you wish, but I'm playing the first one as we speak. XD True watched from a far. She began to think and closed her eyes. She walked away from the scene to go rest. I'll deal with it tomorrow. Miki on the other hand nipped her ear. She held onto it and glared at the cat looking demon. "Shh..." She whispered. "We can't be caught okay? The guy's a) too powerful b) too much to handle and c) really ugly." True looked infront of her. "Plus I don't know whether I should kill him or get information outta him. I know you feel the weirdest things Miki, but sometimes I think you make them up." Miki whipped her snakey tail around and yawned. The little demon fell asleep on True's head. "Great... You sleep and I have to do all of the hard work." She said aloud and held her mouth. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Azrael noticed the man with the unusual black wings, who had landed right next to him. Never before had he witnessed such a strange being. Judging from his appearence, this new figure definitely could not be a holy being for his wings were black and his appearance seemed nothing more than unholy. Yet, he was here. So therefore, he must have had the same goal as he did.
With his dark brown eyes he studied Grim with the greatest determination and caution. He slowly placed his right hand onto the handle of his right long sword as he began to speak. "You are a fool to believe that you yourself can seal Mundus away. Only the blood of Sparda can do such a thing..." Azrael could sense a strange aura and force coming out of this intimdiating figure and he knew what he had just said was nothing sure of taunting. This...thing...whatever it was might have sensed it as a threat. So he had to be prepared. He would be ready to strike in case Grim turned on him... [Note: Leon, just so you are aware, you can't actually capture Mundus. I mean, sure you'll fight him once or twice. But refrain from capturing him.] |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| (( I did read the original Post, I am quite clear on the rules. I Plan on trying but failing.))
::Grim turned and looked at the man with long black hair. He jumpped backwards and ready'd for combat against the individual, raiseing his two spector swords up to defend any attack that the man threw at him:: State your buisness Human. ::Grim now feeling less threatened lowered his swords, allowing them to disipate back into his arms:: Forgive my Impulsive behavor, I forget that this plain has people around that look like me. ::Grim walked over to the man and extended his hand:: I am Grim, Grim Faust. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| "Human? Hah! What you speak of me is mockery!"
Azrael began to calm down, seeing that this intimidating figure was no foe. He slowly eased his hand from the handle of his right long sword as his muscles began to relax. Such meetings were often rare: meetings between supernatural beings such as themselves. Already, Azrael could sense a strange demonic presence to him...yet...it didn't feel very familiar like the other demons he had vanquished before. No, Grim Faust, as this man identified himself to be, bore a presence far superior to that of a regular demon. He commanded respect...and Azrael full heartedly gave it. He too extended his hand and took Grim's. Already, he sensed that this man had enormous strength....probably something he gained from his 'demonic' blood. "My name is Azrael Latrommi." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Name: Ajax Artillrie
Age: 28 Blood: Human/Infused Falcon Demon Weapons of Choice: 1. 2 blessed spiked gauntlets (leather gloves with curved serrated spikes on the knuckles going) 2. 2 short swords 3. A revolver with individually blessed, sharpened, explosive shells (12 shots-They are rare) 4. His wings Ajax was a boy who lived on the island Azreal had grown up on. He was a normal boy adopted by parents of a demonic nature. When he was 4, they asked the mighty Hawk Demons to give their "weak" baby blood to give him power. And they did as they had been asked and infused blood in him at a young age. At age 6, his wings sprouted. He has unnatural human sight, the ability to bring his wings into his back magically, unnusual agility, and longer life. He wished to meet the man he had heard of, Dante, and sought him out, only to find out he had perished a long time ago and his daughter imprisoned. Seeking Azreal(Azreal had his own legends on the island) to help him, he found Azreal had already sought to leave,a nd so attempted to find him there. Ajax landed on the island side, bringing his wings in with a strecth of his arms. He walked up until he saw Azreal standing at the gate and he ran forward. "Azreal? My name is Ajax. I have heard much of you." Ajax bowed his head and looked up at the palace. "Dante's brood is being held here?" |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Azrael was surprised to hear a somewhat young yet very familiar voice from behind him. He immediately turned around and saw a young man who identified himself as Ajax Artillrie. A small yet warm grin appeared on his face as he too returned Ajax's respectful and honorable bow with his own. Ajax was still a very young man but he had met and heard of him before. Though he was still extraordinarily young, when compared to himself, he had already made quite a name for himself.
"Ajax, I am equally honored to see you have arrived as well. I have not seen you for quite some time now." Azrael observed his young comrade's wings and grinned, seeing that so far, he himself was the only person who didn't bear wings. He nodded, acknowledging the obvious improvement Ajax had made on himself since the last time the two met, though Ajax may not have remembered it. "Dante's brood? You should give young Eva more respect than just calling her Dante's brood. She is our only hope...but we are her only hope..." |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| The young woman sighed and sat down. She relaxed and looked at her friend. "Hey bud," she whispered. "They didn't hear me.." True shook her head and looked back at the group. "They all feel so dank and dark. Nothing pleasant one bit." She looked at Miki. "Like they all went through some tough stuff." She put Miki down and the cat with bat wings for ears walked towards the group. "Do your thing and figure them out Miki." She whispered as the cat left.
Miki walked up to the group and sat down. It's snakey tail whipped again. This time Miki was glaring at everyone. Miki shook its head and jumped walked closer to the group and stretched. (Last edited by True Flight on 08-21-05 10:21 PM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::Grim released his hand from Azrael and turned to look at the island itself. The jungle turned in and out with very few points of entry, and possibly fewer points of exit. Grim again let loose his blade and attempted to slash at the vines that had blocked the way directly in front of him, but to no avail as the vines simply deflected Grims slash with out as much as a scratch::
Its just as I had expected. We are not going to be able to fly over, burrow under, or cut through this forest, we must keep on the path that has already been provided for us. ::with a look of doubt in his eyes, Grim spyed the new arrival and stood speachless as he bowed:: (Last edited by Leon D. Sagara on 08-21-05 10:24 PM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Ah, Eva was the name. Whoops."
Ajax smiled and sifted his hand through his thick brown hair until he detected a foriegn aura. He turned and noticed Grim, examined him with his green eyes, then bowed to show his respect. He then noticed an empty white boat. "What the hell? Does anyone else see the boat sitting there?" (Last edited by Cairoi on 08-21-05 10:26 PM) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Azrael saw what Grim was doing and he too decided to try his luck. Drawing his double long swords, one in each hand, he brought them both down simultaneously in one awesome downward vertical slash at the vines. But the result of that was no different from what happened to Grim for the vines seemed to be enchanted by magic most unholy. They repelled the impact and the blades of his swords, despite the blood that flowed within him.
"Hm...it seems Mundus was expecting us." He looked at Grim with determination and then to young Ajax. "We'll have to fight our way through." |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream  Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1676 days Last activity: 863 days |
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| Tyrael (tear-re-ale) remained silent in the corner. He watched the group that now began to form along side the rest of Azrael. He had a brown tunic wrapped loosly around his body, with a hood attached that completly hid his face. He wore huge thick brown gloves, and a pair of white trousers with simple brown boots... He wondered what these... demons... were to plan...
He rest his back against a backstop, with his arms crossed, and his blade handing loosely to his side. Name: Tyreal Age: ?? Blood: Archangel Weapons of Choice: Demon's Bane - A longsword that repulses demons. Its blade is leathal on touch to the damned. |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::without hesitation, Grim ignored what the boy had to say and entered the forest's closest entrance, stopping shortly after the entrance and sticking his head back out to the others::
Everyone, if we are going to go, we should start now. I hate to say it, but I don't want our host to know we are here just yet. ::Grim's head sunk back into the forest as he awaited the others to enter after him:: (Last edited by Leon D. Sagara on 08-21-05 10:29 PM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "No one? Ok. Through the closet then."
Ajax focused his wings in so they would be completly undectable and followed Grim, the white boat still on his mind. |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| Miki jumped on Grim's left wing and mewwed softly with a happy look. The innocent way of diverting them from True because these were demons.
True sighed and sat back thinking. Her eyes went back to the letter. How did I wind up here? Am I special in some way? She thought. She shook her head. The white boat was the only evidence of her being here so far. Maybe Miki can get them to stop heading this way. (Last edited by True Flight on 08-21-05 10:40 PM) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Azrael was just about to follow Ajjax and Grim into the forest entrance when suddenly, he froze in his footsteps, his hands shooting to the handle of his swords. Something was extraordinarily wrong and he knew it too well. They had overstayed their entrance. Mundus knew they were there...and he sent off some skirmishes to take care of them.
"Shit..." Now he could hear them all too well, especially with his enhanced hearing. Screams...cries....laughter..... Did not Dante encounter such a thing before during his stay on Mallet Island before? But no...this was much different....the cries and laughter were too great to be the simple reapers Dante had fought... This was much...much worse... Immediately, Azrael drew both his swords in a single swift motion, the sound of the metal ringing through the cold air. His eyes darted this way and that before he sensed where it was coming from... "Grim...Ajax....I suggest you get out of there.....NOW!" Almost as if on cue, a massive swarm...no...not even a swarm...it was literally an army that came rushing out of the entrance of the forest. They were like reapers, being nothing but a black cloak, a white mask, and massive scissors and scythes. Deathscythes and DeathScissors were what they were called....but there was something new about them. They were massive, compared to their original forms and the weapons they carried now were much more deadly. It was as if they were the Grim Reapers themselves. "Time to show your strength..." And the fight was on... The demon hunters vs. the army of Death scythes.... Simple rule here... Don't act like god and destroy everythign in a single swoop of your sword. Make it cool. Make it fancy. Make it fair. leave some for your fellow comrades. And most of all...make it badass. ^_~ |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| O.O: Ajax's facial expression.
"So..be it." Ajax through off the cat from his wing and expanded them out all the way. He drew his swords and flew forward, screaming. He punched a demon with his left claw, then twisted it and ripped his fist out, kicking him aside with a right leg roundhouse kick. As soon as he finished spinning, he stabbed his two blades in the chest of two demons running forward, holding them steady. He ripped the swords out and pumped his wings, blowing the corpses back into more. His eyes glew anrgily as he twirled the blades around, sent them flying into the air, and he pulled out his revolver. He shot one bullet, hitting a demon straight on, blowing up 5 demons around him. He then put the revolver away and caught the blades,spining them and slashing nearby demons like a round saw. "BRING 'EM ON!!!" (Last edited by Cairoi on 08-21-05 10:48 PM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::from the entrance as the swarm came out, Grim could not be seen exiting, but he hadn't fallen yet. As the reapers came pouring out, Grim could be seen rideing one, his wraith sword tucked inbetween the blades of its sissors as he brought the second sword down, ripping the wraith in half before he landed softly on teh ground, both swords drawn and a firey spirit in his eyes, he glared at the army of wraiths as he, Azreal, and Ajax all readied for combat::
Come, I ll show you Death. ::Grim's swords transformed into two small scythes, both about Five foot in length, as he charged headstrong for the army that laid before him:: FACE DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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Shuyin Baron of Radical  Since: 08-19-04 Since last post: 3964 days Last activity: 3870 days |
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| "That's men for you," A warm female voice says from behind True, "Only acknowledging you when they need something." She gives True a wink and makes her way towards the reapers, her hips swaying with each step she takes.
The word 'Stunning' would be an understatement when describing the young woman. Her presence alone seems to draw those around her in like a magnet. The first thing that most notice is her hair. Black and cut short, right beneath her earlobe. She has unsually long bangs that slant diagonally down her face, covering her right eye entirely. The bangs are streaked with violet, the same color that her mother adores so much. Her visible eye is a deep purple, like the celestial beings put an amethyst there when she was born. She wears skin tight jeans that she moves surprisingly well in. The top button of her pants is unfastened, adding to her already overwhelming sex appeal. What covers her upper torso is an oddly cut top that has a diamond cut in the middle of her chest revealing the top of her cleavage. The bottom of the top is cut into an upward V, allowing her midrift to be seen by all. Name: Sita Age: Twenties Blood: Unknown Weapons: 1) Twin Handguns (Yin and Yang) Yin carries bullets that explode on command. Yang carries bullets with an AI. 2) Snake Sword (Swordwhip) (Last edited by Shuyin on 08-25-05 08:15 PM) |
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