Kasdim-Ur
Quasit
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Post by Kasdim-Ur on Jan 12, 2008 0:47:43 GMT -5
The seizure like spasms of the kid finally stopped, and Cizos stood up and brushed off the now dusty and dirty clothes of the young man, he hated when they put up a fight like that. Walking over to a one way window of an empty supply depot in the docks of Newdamn, he looked over the new body in the glass. About age 17, white, male, about 5'", with a slightly muscular build. It was nothing compared to his own body, but this would have to do for now.
Cizos began to walk around to get a fill for the body, like breaking in a new pair of shoes, only more painfully. Strolling towards the skyscrapers in the distance, he pulled out the boys wallet, and counted the cash. 40$ last time he checked he could get plenty of food for that amount, a nice sit down restaurant would be in order, for it seemed it was the young mans birthday.
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Hybrid
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Post by Hybrid on Jan 12, 2008 1:09:54 GMT -5
The first drops of rain hit the shutters and buildings, causing a faint metallic rumble. Dark clouds full of rain were gathering above the city, and complimented the pitch-blackness. Hybrid wasn't sure if it was a storm or not, but he always had liked rain. The droplets began collecting on his helmet, then ran down his mirrored visor. Brien's virtual eyes watched the steaks of water going down his visor, then after a moment stood up. This would be perfect for a stroll.
Walking out of the alleyway, Hybrid glanced about. The streets were poorly lit under these conditions, and there would be few civilians wandering about in the weather. Accidentally placing his foot down a bit too hard, the sidewalk cracked and chunks rolled off into the street. "Will take a little practice...," Hybrid thought, then began grinning inside his suit.
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Post by Ribitta on Jan 12, 2008 1:28:36 GMT -5
Scept paused, the remnants of the energy from the lightning leaving his hands. Something... was moving. Not just anything, something large. Very large. Scept hated the night, too dark. Unfortunately, he had been unable to sleep. Trying to pass the time, he had decided to light up the sky, even if it was within a small area. He crept to the edge of the small building he was, where was this thing he had heard? Shifting around to another side and then another, Scept finally found something. Something was exactly the word, for he did not know what this something actually was.
He squinted in the blackness to try and clear the shape to his eye. It looked something like a high-tech powersuit, like a very crappy version of the Microsoft administrator's armor. It move slowly, leaving a crack here and there. Curiously, Scept followed the line of houses on roofs and positioned himself on the far end of the street, watching this machine with interest.
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Kasdim-Ur
Quasit
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Post by Kasdim-Ur on Jan 12, 2008 13:29:15 GMT -5
The rain began to hit Cizos' body as he continued his way towards downtown. It felt great, he hadn't felt rain in what seemed like forever, all he had ever felt was this almost permanent first degree burn all over his body from living in a land of ash and fire, that very well could be the reason for demons red and or black skin. He ran one hand through his hair, and smiled big, it might not be his body, but it still felt damn good. The sky continued to darken, it seemed like it was going to be one hell of a rainstorm, he loved the weather when it was like this.
He felt a couple of strong resounding slams fall apon the ground in the area, it seemed possibly like a very weak earthquake, or an elephant. Jogging now forward, he began to look around, this night might just turn out 'not-boring'.
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Post by Hybrid on Jan 12, 2008 16:31:48 GMT -5
After a bit of practice the sidewalk ceased to break, and only began cracking beneath Hybrid's feet. Still no one was outside in the darkness and rain, and the scattered street lights gave a weird look to the city. Taking a quick glance around with his eyes, under the visor, he checked for any police or pedestrians. Seeing no-one around, he continued his walk about with slightly lighter footsteps.
This was the first time he had really brought the suit out into the public, since that Day One Studios incident, and was intending on testing the capabilities of his suit eventually. On a best case scenario any cops that notice him wont recognize the suit or know that he had stolen it. Best case scenario. You could never be sure about something like that in a game anyways.
A new shiny car was sitting up ahead, parked next to the sidewalk. Walking on up, still cracking the side walk, he begin to look about the car. Setting his rocket launcher between his right arm and chest, he reached over and begin pushing his fingers between the car-door and car. His fingers went right through, then with a quick jerk he yanked the door off the car. The car began its beeping car alarm, and he began guessing at the weight of the door.
Tossing it up and catching it a few times, he brought it close to his chest then flung it at the building across the street like a Frisbee. The door collided with one of the windows and stuck embedded in the remains of the window frame. The car alarm still continued its quiet beeping, and Hybrid started walking off again.
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Post by Ribitta on Jan 13, 2008 23:42:43 GMT -5
Scept watch quietly as Hybrid ripped off the car door and through it into a random building. A petty criminal, he'd have angles on top of him before the sun was up and be in the room by the time it was down. Silently he created a time field, speeding things up for himself as he moved toward the ground. When he landed he quickly placed himself behind the mech and spoke, "Hold on friend, you're going to find yourself in a lot of trouble if you don't take care to cover your crime."
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Post by Hybrid on Jan 17, 2008 18:14:27 GMT -5
Brien's eyes widened slightly inside of his suit as he heard someone behind himself address him. He had taken a good scan around with his eyes moments ago for anyone... Slowly turning to face the man, and not provoke anyone, his eyes fell upon the dude. The man stood a couple inches shorter then Brien out of his suit, though he was much more muscular, and was wearing something that reminding Hybrid of an old age Russian uniform.
"Sorry, that's my girlfriends car. Been a pretty nasty break-up. I got the girl pregnant..." Hybrid said, slightly trailing off toward the end of the sentence. The sarcasm in his voice was masked along with the tone, making it deep and electronic, "Have we met before?"
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Post by Ribitta on Jan 18, 2008 10:43:45 GMT -5
"Don't believe we have, good sir. My name is Scept. If the Angels come after you, I can control time to a moderate extent to get you outa here. I can see a future partnership between us actually. I'm what some would call a team player; I need someone else to do the brawn of the work, but partnered we could do quite a bit of destruction and to more of an extent than just destroying people's cars. Interested?"
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Post by Hybrid on Jan 19, 2008 15:33:44 GMT -5
"I guess you could call me ... Hybrid. Seems like a fitting name," Brien murmured slowly as he pulled his thoughts together,"kind of ambitious, Scept, but I like this idea of partnership. Am I interested??? Yeah."
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Kasdim-Ur
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Post by Kasdim-Ur on Jan 20, 2008 2:32:29 GMT -5
Cizos listened as best he could with the rain beating down apon the area around him, soaking his current hosts body. He had never had any problems with these 'Angels', he had never assumed this world would discourage destruction, as the vast majority of games out there practicly revolved around violence to keep from being dull. He found it odd that Ymaggion would have such a stupid system to stop petty crimes such as this, maybe the Russian sounding one was wrong.
He walked around the corner of the building, and stopped at the sight of the huge mech-looking thing standing in the street near the now one doored car. He had seen some crazy things before, but none yet on Earth, if the situation were any different he would congradulate the thing. A funny thought crossed Cizos' mind, as he almost flawlessly faked a look of horror on his face. "MY CAR!!" he screamed as though in gut-wrenching pain.
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Post by Ribitta on Jan 20, 2008 2:51:20 GMT -5
Scept's fingers straightened immediately and electricity flowed to the tips. Making a jabbing motion, he sent the electricity out of his fingertips and into sparks directly toward Cizos. The sparks made contact with his head, sending the body into a heap on the ground. "Actions are already taking toll. We need to leave soon, Hybrid."
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Kasdim-Ur
Quasit
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Post by Kasdim-Ur on Jan 20, 2008 3:16:36 GMT -5
Droo screamed into his helmets auditory input duct as his characters current host fell 'braindead' to the ground, he finally got up here from hell, and what did some random dude do? Paralyze him of course, making this even more boring than fighting his way up through the void every d**n time his host dies, or he gets exorcised. He lay on the ground, inside a limp prison that happened to be in the shape of a young man. He didn't 'use' the kids brain per say, but he controlled it through his will so he could move the guys body.
A couple of seconds past as he contemplated the situation, he could leave the body, search for a new host, or stalk these guys, of course he could simply start the violent supernatural metamorphosis that would destroy his host completely, and leave him in his own natural demonic body exposed to the world above.
It seemed pain still registered as the young mans face twisted in some horrible way as though his leg was being amputated, which of course would have been much more gentle, and merciful than what he was about to experience. Blood vessels swelled and began to rupture all over his collapsed and thrashing body as his bones and organs began to rearrange themselves inside his body. Some bones enlargened piercing through his flesh as new muscles began grow on them. It seemed like a horrible symphony of evil as the young man disappeared within mere minutes, and a six foot five inch, handsome, muscular, almost perfectly formed red demon lay in the tattered remains of the clothes of a dead boy.
A small smile crept across Cizos' face, as he lay there in all his wicked, bloody glory. It was always important to make a good first impression.
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Post by Hybrid on Jan 21, 2008 17:43:26 GMT -5
Hybrid took a few steps back, watching as the bloody transformation of the kid took place. This isn't something you see every day, in the game or out. "So...," Hybrid muttered, as he saw flesh separating and ripping about twenty feet up the street. Some point in the transformation he raised both of his weapons up at the mess, turning on his chaingun. The motor inside began to spin and warm up, thumbing faintly. If the thing attacked, he would try to blow it to messes.
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Post by Ribitta on Jan 21, 2008 18:22:54 GMT -5
"Hold on Hybrid," Scept spoke softly, his eyes lighting up interestedly as Cizos performed the transformation into a demonic being. "It is not everyday one get's to witness something like this." Scept calmly put a hand on Hybrid's gun, obviously not able to forcefully lower the weapon, he hoped the sign would be enough to show the message. Walking slowly toward Cizos, he spoke once more, "Fiend from the underworld, why is it that you show your face above surface with the mortals?"
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Kasdim-Ur
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Post by Kasdim-Ur on Jan 21, 2008 18:44:28 GMT -5
"Why not human?" Cizos asked as he slowly stood up, specificly not making any sudden movements to indicate hostility to either of the people in front of him. Demon or not, he didn't want to be shot. "Its a great night out, and if I recall correctly, you attacked me." A grin crept across his face as he wiped off a section of wet, rippled cloth from his torso. He glanced around for something to cover up his nudeness, despite having no shame, considering himself a work of art, much like Da Vinci's David.
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