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  1. The new Term had begun, with everyone moving on to the next grade. Perhaps most surprisingly, they found They would not all be in the same class again, with Miss Nekomone, who'd been tapped to teach Juniors this next school year as Several teachers had elected not to return after the last incident. There was roughly fifteen minutes before class, and the roster according to the computers had changed alot, with some friends moving to other classes. For the most part, the core group had remained though, with some new additions. The class room was still lightly populated, only a few students there, but chief among them was Kyohei, who no one had heard from or seen in the last month. He was once again without a roommate, as the school's population had decreased to just over nine thousand. He looked trim and fit, moreso than normal, and sat with a calm ease, knowing he'd probably have to answer a slew of questions regarding his disappearance, but he smiled. It was good to be back.
  2. For Siabhra, the day spent stuck in her natural form only served to reenforce her image as Queen Bitch and Ice Queen. She'd been corraled early on after being caught in an off limits section of the school, and sentenced to the Medical ward, to use what gifts she had to help those injured. There were actually a fair number, though none too seriously injured, mostly bruises, some cuts and bite marks. Whatever crew was out there was doing a good job keeping things under control. After some time though, the injuries worsened, culminating in Arrival of a large snow white wolf, carrying a litter with three younger nekojin, two girls and a boy. They were covered in frost, and frostbite had already looked to be at work. "I need medical assistance now, or these three will not make it." The guttural voice of Kiba, one of the Seniors, and perhaps the most powerful of the school's remaining hengeyokai, wasn't of someone used to being ignored, and his bright yellow eyes zeroed in on Siabhra, imploring her to help these much younger students. He himself was also covered in Frost, thick snow and even some ice hung and melted from his fur. Clearly something was very amiss outside.
  3. The first week had gotten gradually easier, as the Demons remained at the same level of power, and the champions, for that was what they were, grew more powerful. In some cases it wasn't some huge increase in power, but merely increased skill, and control of the power they already possessed. Those with weapons were trained with greater mastery of them, of fundamental battle strategies, and how their weapon was intended to function. For those who already possessed this knowledge, still greater control awaited. Sayoko proved to be an excellent sparring partner for any of them, able to match her skill to theirs. Tezara helped them with their combat training during the day, though she was perhaps easiest on her master, though their training was separate from the others. At night they hunted demons in the forest, honing their skills and ability to work together. Still when the second week rolled around there was much left to do. She called them together for the evening meal, before they went hunting again, and nodded. "Tonight marks the second week we will spend here, and in it, I will test you all even more. Tonight, I have released four demons, and they are much stronger than the ones you've previously faced. You will be both predator and prey. As before you will need to slay all four by dawn. To foster teamwork, between everyone, there is an added complication. Any demon that slays one of you, will be allowed to leave, which will also trigger the negative effect of not getting them all." Truly they all had to stand with each other now. "Choose your teams, and remember the discs can only be used once. When you are finished eating and ready, you may begin. The sun will set in half an hour, and the demons will be released then."
  4. Resak didn’t pause as he made his way back out of the girl’s dorm, ignoring the various female demons in various states of disarray. His songbird still rode on his shoulder, and he had one large hand on her ass, holding her in place—while giving her covert squeezes, of course. Resak’s mind was not on anything other than the feel of the female over his shoulder. At the boy’s dorm, Resak took the stairs two at a time, and if any of the others noticed, they were wise enough not to interfere. Resak would have met interference with extreme violence at this point. The goblin prince was beyond wired; he’d passed into a state of mind where if he wasn’t allowed to have sex or violence he was going to snap. Right now, he was choosing sex. Part of him was aware that he wasn’t entirely himself, that while he liked sex and violence, he usually wasn’t pushed into it quite like this. He was cognizant of it—and didn’t care. At his room, he slammed open the door, glaring at the hiding imp. The damn thing watched all the time, and while he didn’t mind so much, it acted like watching him was a victory. Resak didn’t spare long to stare down the demon; he was too eager for what came next. With a smile, the Nibelung slipped his songbird off his shoulder and dropped her lightly on the bed. The young demon reached for the harness that held his weapon and pulled it loose; the heavy axe dropped to the floor as he drew the edge of his shirt over his head. Throughout, he was unaware of the shadow that had followed them from the girl’s dorm.
  5. It is said no plan survives contact with the enemy, this was all the more true of Satoshi's final assault on the great Demonic Stronghold on Aradia. Everything did appear to go smoothely, until the insertion of the surgical team of heavy hitters, and then there was a flash of etheric black light, and the leaders of the group found themselves separate, yet able to see each other. Above them a grisly image was playing out. The Small contingent of battle armored troopers was fighting against overwhelming odds, what seemed like a dozen hives of demons. They found themselves unable to speak, unable to look away, and all they saw was carnage, and the sounds of valiant people dying. As the final Trooper, their leader, -087 Kelly, fell, and was brutally torn apart, they heard not a visceral scream, but a soul crushing whisper. "I'm sorry I failed you." She was obscured from view and then only something vaguely human was left when the demons cleared. Whether she meant Her Head Captain, the Princess, her comrades in arms, the time traveller and the angel; or her fallen team one couldn't know perhaps she meant them all. Then the lights came up revealing a grand throneroom, under hundreds of miles of bedrock. They were in the very Core of Aradia, it's beating heart shining with only a small section of glowing golden light, the rest was a ghastly green luminescence, shot through with crimson red, the color of blood. Upon the throne sat the white haired man they'd seen that night at the school, his grand katanna at his side. At his right sat Amaya, looking fully recovered from her fight with Kai. Arranged around the throne were a group of six circles lit upon the floor in which each of them found themselves the center of. "This is probably for the best. I tire of watching you scurry like ants. So I will simply hasten things to their final conclusion. Within the Heart of Aradia is the high council chamber, when the last of the golden aura is consumed, all within will die, and this world will permanently become a haven of demons. You will fight six of my champions, and only if you win will you be able to fight me. Those barriers are made to keep you within, their are no doors, Two will enter, and the fields will not disappear until one remains." Kai looked up at him, and practically growled out.. "Why should we play along?" "Because dear boy, if you do not, I will not stop until I consume or corrupt every soul you brought with you. They do not share the immunity you all possess to that power of mine." "Now, let the games begin." Amaya rose first, landing in Kai's circle. "This will not be like last time." "I won't let you live, this time." For Lily, It was a surprise to see Archer, of all beings standing in her circle. "We have great unfinished business, you and I, Princess of Dalaraan. I am no longer bound by a false master, and What I do now, I relish." Francis found himself face to face with Someone from his past, hideously deformed, contaminated and corrupted by demonic power. Years before he'd had a partner, Albert Grimm, who went missing after saving him. Now, his whereabouts were no longer secret. Chitinous claws sprout from his back, spines lining his arms and legs. his eyes were the same piercing green they'd been before. Gone was the jovial gleam, replaced with brutal bloodlust, and homicidal instinct. For Hideko, It was a young woman, similar to her, except in the blink of an eye, her hand became some sort of fusion cannon. The white haired demon called out, "She's the prototype for you. The nano machines fully assimilated her, and now she is just a tool a weapon. What you will one day be." For Sakura, an armor clad woman strode into the ring. "I am proud of this one Sakura. She's one of my greatest triumphs." As the woman drew her sword, Sakura felt a familiar aura. "Your mother didn't die in the bombardment, but right now as she stares down her blade at you, I'm betting she certainly wishes she had." Finally a robed and hooded figure appeared in Skye's circle. "Now this one takes me back. "You were in hell, and so was he. You both had real power at one point, but threw it all away. You'd be amazed how easy it was to turn him back again though. Brilliant metal wings unfurled from beneath the robe, shredding it and the hood fell away as Kazuo Kanai stood there, murder in his eyes. "Miss me?" one of his wings curled and unfurled, the sound of razor edged blades scraping together, and he chuckled. "I won't miss you.." (initiative time for everyone)
  6. For Kaori and Ayami, it would be slower going Neither had extremely rapid means of movement, Nor could they see in the darkness, thankfully, the stars gave them some light, though only with the Mirror was it enough to discern anything of real definition. Their trek gave them ample time to talk, and plan.
  7. On foot, Sachiko and Kohaku set off towards the South, armed with what they could find. It would be some time before they managed to find anything, well over six hours. Their search fruitless, and with the gloom of a moonless night, things were not looking good for them finding their target.
  8. With Anne in the sky, she had to stay in the treetops so that Amara could hear her on the ground. It was a poor arrangement to say the least, as Amara had yet to awaken her power, or unlock the strength of her artifact, and Anne had both. Still, Sayoko hadn't told them how to go about things. If Anne would unconsciously use Amara as bait then so be it. Still, on the Ground, it was Amara who saw something amiss. There were shattered branches and the underbrush was trampled underfoot. They were over twelve kilometers from the house before even these things were truly noticeable, and the track lead east. Whatever it was that made the path was huge, easily as big as a rhino, and after another kilometer, even Anne could see the trail forming...
  9. For Galiana, it wasn't particularly comfortable carrying Shinji, but he wasn't a large young man, so it was bearable. As she took of towards the west, she would hold this course for hours. Finally she picked up the undeniable scent of Demon, and of course, soon afterwards, a fresh kill. Following her powerful nose, She found the kill site, an entire family of deer, buck, doe, and two fawns lay half eaten on the ground, stinking of demon, the scent of blood everywhere, masking everything. It was only then that they noticed the wind had stopped, and not a sound could be heard, save their breathing, and the steady beating of their hearts. (Initiative, please.)
  10. Aderyn Songbird Personal Information Name: Aderyn Songbird Nicknames: Ade, when male; Ryn, when female. Occupation: Student Marital Status: N/A Known Relatives: Resak Mountain-Killer, formerly Verin (protected), now Verndarin (protector); Laesh, mother (verin of Itakshir Dragon-Bloodied); Korvan, father (verin of Huisak Open-handed); Tornah, younger sibling (verndarin of Shinriki); Jorahn, elder half-sibling by Laesh (verin of Kraeta Sky-Climber); Desann, elder half-sibling by Laesh (verin of Uthvanik Ice-Scarred); Bersah, elder half-sibling by Korvan (verin of Nikshar Storm-Blessed). Allegiance(s): Resak Mountain-Killer Physical Traits Weight: 115 lbs Height: 5'10" Apparent age: Teenager Age: 16 Gender: Most often female, but can become male at will Ethnic Background: Caucasian (human guise) / Songbird Eye Color: Blue-green / Green, blue, and gold Hair Color: Dark blond / Honey hues with blue, green, and gold feathering Handedness: Left Appearance (human guise): Aderyn is beautiful, seeming pure and innocent, in her human guise, whether male or female. Both forms are slender with bright blue-green eyes and fine, soft golden hair. She dresses simply but attractively, favoring shirts and pants that flatter her figure and accentuate lithe curves of her body. Her voice is light and pleasant to listen to. Appearance (true form): As her true self, Aderyn has a crest of beautiful feathers framing her face and her movements are a graceful dance even when only walking or doing mundane tasks like cleaning and cooking. Her skin takes on a golden luster and her eyes become inhumanly intense and flecked with gold. She does not seem to have ears in this form, but doesn't seem to suffer any loss of hearing; her voice becomes even more entrancing, a pleasurable indulgence for anyone in range to hear her. Powers, Skills, and Personality Known Powers: Aderyn can heal with her singing and takes time to help out in the school clinic, especially when arms practice is in full swing or competitions are going on at the school. Although less than a dozen people at the school have ever seen it and so it remains mostly a rumor, she can harm with her voice just as easily as she heals. Abilities/Special Skills: Aderyn is an accomplished performer and cook, both services that she provides to her Verndarin, Resak, and to others if he permits. Personality: Aderyn is usually quiet and congenial, allowing herself to slip into the role of hostess and invisible servant when tending to Resak; when on her own at the Academy, she is still reserved but quite friendly if approached. She is fiercely loyal to her Verndarin and will defend him vehemently against any attack on his reputation or character. She will do the same, though to a lesser extent, for his younger brother, Shinriki. Background When the Wise Woman of the Iron Fangs tribe found she was with child, she and her husband ordered their verin to mate to produce a Songbird child to be their child's verndarin. Songbird pregnancies are shorter by a few months than Nibelung pregnancies, allowing Aderyn to have been born nearly two weeks before Resak, an auspicious sign among both Songbirds and Nibelung for the two infants. Her childhood was fairly typical of a Songbird born to be verndarin to a noble Nibelung child: she had the advantage of living in luxury, but was still Songbird and suffered the whims of her verndarin and his friends. Neither particularly cruel or kind, Resak treated her as a confidante, servant, and personal whipping boy by turns. When Resak's father determined that he would send his son to the Monster Academy, he declared that Aderyn would be left in the Northlands, as Resak would be well-protected at the school and there were questions on how well the Academy would honor the bond between Songbird and Nibelung. Aderyn panicked, well aware of how far her social standing would fall - from near the apex to below the lowest-born Nibelung and Songbirds - if she was left in the Northlands without her Varin. She begged Itakshir to allow her to accompany Resak, and when that proved useless, appealed to Huisak and the close bond the Wise Woman shared with own varin, Laesh. Huisak interceded with her husband and a compromise was reached: Aderyn would attend the school with Resak, so that they were not strangely separated and so that Aderyn could learn what she would need to understand to serve Resak as he grew into his power, but she would declare herself female to school and room in the girl's dorm, so that Resak would have to room with another boy and learn to interact with other monsters. She saw the changes in Resak after the first year, but didn't truly appreciate the new depths of her Varin until the last break from school. Resak and number of other Nibelung noble-borns decided to go hunting in the Little Mountains just south of the Great Glacier. They were hunting wraith beasts, large leonine creatures with pure white fur that made them nearly invisible in the snows - clever and strong prey that would earn the boys a great deal of prestige if they brought one down, and a fine pelt to gift a girl for whoever struck the killing blow - when they awakened an Earth-Child, violent rock elementals that could take an entire tribe to kill if it were an greater Child. The Nibelung children did as they'd always been trained when faced with a foe they could not defeat - they ran and left their Songbirds to die for them. Resak ran until he heard the first Songbird scream, even the snapping of the Songbird's bones sounding like a lyrical accompaniment to the melodic tones of their death-cry. He turned back, unwilling to allow the same fate to fall on Aderyn. It took over an hour and the death of two more Songbirds before he managed to kill the Child, luckily a younger elemental not yet adorned in full mantle but still strong enough to break Resak's arm and leave him with a dozen scars down his side for his efforts. When they returned to the Iron Fangs, the tribe was arming to rescue the son of their chief. Once word spread that Resak had returned - the Earth-Child slain and a half-dozen young Songbirds in tow - he was declared Mountain-Killer and his childhood was officially over. He became the Verndarin and Aderyn his varin, while the other Nibelung were shamed for acting as little children and allowing two Songbirds to die instead of standing with Resak when he turned back. Aderyn had never heard of a Varin ever saving their Songbird verndarin before - sacrifice is what Songbirds are for while Nibelung are still children - and her loyalty to Resak now borders on the fanatical. She works even harder to be a Songbird worthy of a Chief of Chiefs, as she is certain Resak will take that mantle when his father dies and she refuses to ever be a shame to the man that saved her life when all his childhood training should have left her to be crushed and eaten by the Earth-Child.
  11. Personal Information: Name: Resak Mountain-Killer Nicknames: Reese Occupation: Student Marital Status: Umated Known Relatives: Itakshir Dragon-Bloodied (father), Huisak Open-handed (mother), Shinriki (younger brother, at school) Allegiance(s): Nibelung High Chief, Iron Fangs Nibelung Tribe Physical Traits: Weight: 194 lbs Height: 6'5" Apparent age: late teens Age: 16 Gender: Male Ethnic Background: Caucasian (human guise) / Nibelung Tribesman Eye Color: Purple / Yellow-Orange Hair Color: Black / white Handedness: Right Appearance (human guise): Resak is very tall in human guise, though he’s on average for the Nibelung. His human guise is as handsome for a human as his Nibelung appearance is for his people. He is tall and leanly-built, often wearing very casual clothing – when he wears anything at all. His body is marked with the scars and wear of his hard life on the cold northern mountains and seas; each one of them is a story which he will tell if asked. His eyes are a dark purple; they are his best feature and he uses them to effect, distracting, seducing or intimidating in turn. His hair is straight and black, hanging in a simple cut around his face. Appearance (Nibelung guise): In his True Form, Resak is broad and imposing. His skin is a dark green color and his hair stark white, marking him as a higher-level demon. His yellow-orange eyes are as arresting as his human-mask, but they usually only inspire fear. He has pointed ears and a broad, hard face. His Nibelung form represents the faster maturity that his kind reach. Powers, Skills, and Personality Known Powers: Resak is a fighter, like his father and his father’s father, back to the first Higher Nibelung. His hardened skin allows him to strike his opponents with hands that are hard as rock. He has few of the ‘overt’ powers of that other oni possess, but the Nibelung have always focused on fighting. They have long been considered some of Forbesi’s best shock troops. Abilities/Special Skills: Resak can fight in the dark, he’s distressingly fast and he can fight more than one target. He hits hard, pounding his opponents into submission. He runs faster than most animals and is unfazed by the cold. His long years at Monster Academy means that he has quite a bit of knowledge about other demon types. Personality: Resak is the son of the Chief of Chiefs, one of the greatest Nibelung of this era. He was raised with pride in his people and their strength, and he has a definite alpha male mindset. Despite this, he’s been at the Academy since he was ten, and he has learned to adapt to the more 'delicate' environs. Background Resak was born to the Wise Woman of the Iron Fangs tribe. He was birthed on the open snow in the middle of a blizzard, an auspicious sign. His father was the chieftain of the Iron Fangs (and would, by the time Resak was two, would become the Chief of Chiefs) and his mother was the highest status woman. All of this meant that few doubted that Resak would be the next chief. His father, Itakshir, knew that wasn’t guaranteed. Still, he took the chance and arranged for the boy to be sent to the Monster Academy when he was ten. Resak would have the knowledge needed to pass all the tests put before him to be the High Chief. The boy was already battle-worthy at ten, so his physical prowess wasn't in question, and he was Snow-Loved, the unique condition among the Nibelung where cold didn’t hurt him. The boy had the prowess; he just needed the knowledge. Resak hated it at first; it was always too warm and the people were not Nibelung. But when he went home for break, he realized how much he’d grown, just in that time. Resak went back with a more open mind, determined to learn. He wasn't interested in the ‘human schooling’; that he had no need to learn. Instead, he studied the people who he saw - the other monsters. He hid his interest behind a gruff machismo and let people think he was dumb. But there is cunning in his purple eyes, and purpose in what he does. He even made friends, a group of students that he raps with regularly. It seems that Nibelung war chants lend themselves to rap lyrics and rhythms.
  12. Basic information: Name: Haruhi Odorokubeki... ------------------------------------- Alligence(s): Fangs of the Crimson Stone... ------------------------------------- Marital Status: Unmated but possibly being forced into an arranged marriage... Known Releatives: Lord Crimson (Father)... Kyoko Orokubeki (Cousin)... Kyosuke Orokubeki (Uncle)... Kana Orokubeki (Aunt)... ------------------------------------- Phyical Traits and Stats: Phyisical Age: 16... ------------------------------------- Height: 5'5"... ------------------------------------- Gender: Male... ------------------------------------- Race: Supreme Vampire/Psychic Vampire... ------------------------------------- Stats: Body: +5... Mind: +8... Soul: +5... -180 Stats: +150 points... ------------------------------------- HP: +45...Bonus: +150 = +195... EP: +45...Bonus: +150 = +195... ------------------------------------- Body Type: Appears to be petite like a pre-teen girl... ------------------------------------- Feeding mechanisim: Haruhi feeds on both the mental energy (Energy Points) and the life force itself (Health Points) of whomever he touches after fifteen seconds when activating his feeding mechanisim. To activate he only has to think or in desperate cases it happens as reflex, in order to draw power he must be making skin-to-skin contact with his meal and the speed of the drain depends on how much skin on skin contact there is. the signaling of its activation is the ethral glowing of his skin which is more prominate in the dark.... ------------------------------------- Guises: Human Guise and Vampire Guise have no real difference except for the the eyes being dull amber when human, and bright red when vampire, the skin being a soft pale when human and deathly paper white when vampire, the teeth of course being longer and more pointy in the canine area when a vampire... ------------------------------------- Background: Being born into the prestigious Monster Lord family of the Odorokubeki, Haruhi had the chances of being born into many self-righteous mindsets, however he lucked out and even though it wasnt positive it was still better than being a spoiled prick...He grew up sheltered, meek, and quiet for the most part...When he was little his father who had chosen to leave behind his given name and go by the title "Lord Crimson" had always coddled the boy since he was his pride and joy, making the young vampire feel love and secure...this however changed as he received mental abuse from his older cousin...The abuse would range from taking control of his nanny's mind and leaving Haruhi stranded in the middle of town, using her telepathic mind reading abilities to out right pout every little secret from stealing cookies from the kitchen when he wasnt supposed to, to telling a group of visiting dignitaries what times of the day that the boy experimented with his body just to embarrass him...It wasnt until that he was old enough to enter high school did he escape the abuse from his older cousin, in a way people could say that constant torture throughout childhood turned Haruhi into the sweet and innocent boy he is today, its thanks to the cruelty that he became a better person through all irony... ------------------------------------- Attributes: Level: 0... Points: +5... Attribute: Weapon: Vampire's kiss... ------------------------------------- Level: +15... Points: +15... EP Increase: +150... Attribute: Extra Energy... ------------------------------------- Level: +15... Points: +15... HP increase: +150... Attribute: Tough... ------------------------------------- Level: +3... Points: +3... Attribute: Appearance...(Beautiful)... ------------------------------------- Level: +3... Points: +24... Speed: 100kph/62mph... Attribute: Flight...(Psionic levitation)... ------------------------------------- Level: +3 Points: +18... Variables: Air-tight, Blocks Incorporeal, offensive... Armour rating: +12... Attribute: Force Field... ------------------------------------- Level: +2... Points: +16... Damage multiplier: +2... Weight: 2 tonne/4 tons, 409lbs... Attribute: Super-strength... ------------------------------------- Level: +4... points: +8... Resist: +4 to Mind stat rolls... Attribute: Mind Shield... ------------------------------------- Level: +5...(Regional Authority of Vampire Lands)... Points: +10... Attribute: Organizational Ties...(Child of Vampire Monster Lord)... ------------------------------------- Level: +4... Points: +20... Grosses: $10,000,000... Attribute: Wealth... ------------------------------------- Level: +2... Points: +4... Sense: Sight, and sound... Attribute: Sixth sense... ------------------------------------- Level: +4... Points: +32... Weight: 1000kg/2 tons, and 204lbs... Attribute: Telekinesis... ------------------------------------- Level: +6... Points: +36... Attribute: Telepathy... ------------------------------------- Level: +4... Points: +16... Sense: Darkvision/Night vision, Life force sense, Proximity sense... Attribute: Supersense... ------------------------------------- Skills: Level: +4... Points: +4... Skill: Etiquette... ------------------------------------- Cost: +1... Level: +6... Points: +6... Skill: Languages...(12 spoken)... ------------------------------------- Cost: +1... Level: +4... Points: +4... Skill: Performing arts... ------------------------------------- Cost: +1... Level: +4... Points: +4... Skill: Visual Arts... ------------------------------------- Cost: +2... Level: +3... Points: +6... Skill: Disguise.... ------------------------------------- Defects: Point gain: +9... Effect: Loses all Attributes for an hour... Object: Pure water... Defect: Vulnerability... ------------------------------------- Point gain: +2... Marking: Red spires under his eyes and down his cheeks... Defect: Marked... -------------------------------------
  13. Name: Mystel Myersoul... Nicknames and Allias: Myst, and Mystel the Mysterious... Age: 16... Sex: Female... Species: Shapechanger... Appearance: Mystel doesn't have an actual face of her own, since her kind loses that form after the first transormation, she was born albino from family portirates, having all white hair, skin, and red eyes however she can never switch back so she lives using the barrowed masks of others she sees...Her most preferred form would be described as 5'7" in height, light skinned, pink hair that ties back into a braid that reaches down her back, pericing emerald green eyes and pink lips that match her hair, her breasts are of C-Cup size, and her hips are rounded in a healthy way...This form was not an actual person but features she had taken from other people and mixed to make a unique "base face"...Her body for the most part resmbles that of a human however her canines are slightly shaper yet not vampirc in point' and her skin has an ethreral glow to it giving off the looks she isnt human but looks pretty close... Biography: Mystel is an average class creature, she and her family did not enjoy the perks and territory associated with the Six Monster Lords, or any lower noblity, she could tell from an early age that position based on bloodline alone was a cheap way to gain power...This festered a distancing between her and the normal prerequisit feelings most had of the ruling class...When she reached her seventh year of life, her brother was brought before the council of Monster Lords which was unusual for a commoner like him...It turned out Mystel's brother had been arested for the crime of impersonating a Lord and using that form to userp his title, this had been the final straw, she knew her brother had not commited such a crime, at the time of these alleged events he was out amongest the humans, studying abroad...This is what drove her toward hating the ruling class, she vowed one day that she would avenge her brother's death after hearing of his execution...Her plan was to assassinate the Greater Demon Lord, which did not go well, she had taken an alternate form so she wasn't tied with the crime and barely escaped with her life, she would have to had put her plan on hold...Growing up without her brother to guide her Mystel had faced a number of critisism (One is her race is dwindling in the numbers which had left the Shapechanger society sects with shrinking political influence within Demon Courts, two people tend to not trust shapechangers since they saw no need to respectfully deal with those who pick and choose faces)...Taking this into account she had learned not to get emotionally attached to people outside of her own species, being somewhat distant to most of society...She looks in the mirror to this day not seeing herself but the faces of who she pretends to be, it sickens her that everyone had an identity of her own, while she has to be someone she is not... Personality: Mystel is often a fake everything, she never realy smiles despite her initally cheery face...Her voice is laced with a distasteful amusment in the most innappropriate situations, to hide her true torment, even though she denies it, anyone could tell she is troubled... Family: Older Brother Myeran (Presumed Dead)...Mother Myru (Estranged)...Father: Myaalo (Legal Guardian)....Sister: Myseal (Currently traveling with the father)... Template: Size: Medium... Level: +4... Points: +120... Attribute: Dynamic Powers (Major: Shapechanging)... Level: +5... Points: +10... Arrtibute: Resistance... Level: +5... Points: +8... Distance: 100meters/109yards... Attribute: Illusion... Level: +4... Points: +40... Recover Amount: 20 HP per round... Attribute: Regeneration... Level: +4... Points: +8... Speed: 6kph/37mph... Attribute: Landspeed... Level: +15... Points: +15... EP Increase: 150 Energy Points... Attribute: Energy Bonus... Level: +4... Points: +8... Height and Distance: 300meters/328yards, Airborn: 16 rounds... Attribute: Jumping... Level: +15... Point: +15... HP Increase: 150 Health Points... Attribute: Tough... Level: +3... Points: +3 Features: Appearance...(Beautiful)... Level: +1... Points: +1... Skill: Performing Arts... Level: +1... Points: +3... Skill: Acrobatics... Level: +1... Points: +1... Skill: Seduction... Level: +5... Points: +10... Skill: Occult... +60 Points= Mind: 6... +60 Points= Body: 6... +60 Points= Soul: 6... Total: +430 Points...(Due to bonus)...
  14. The return from Winter break came quickly. For Darrik, It ended his training in the magical Arts, without completion, but at least now, trying to channel both types of mana wouldn't kill him or drain him so badly. For Aria and Eri, they'd found Kiba to be a solid companion, very knowledgable about a variety of topics, and a senior who seemed to be very comfortable around them. Skye and Kuro found that the collar the headmaster fashioned did restore some of his strength and speed, but still left him unable to speak in human tongue. Still They managed to endure the hormone filled nights at the Sokatsu house, and indeed, Kyohei seemed to do what he could to spare them the worst of it. For Katrina, the break was spent with Shizuru, one recovering from mental wounds, the other physical. She trained day and night to strengthen herself as a nekojin at Shizuru's insistence. There were still battles to be fought, and she would be needed. For Yuuki, there was alot of teasing from Haruhana, and of course she and Kyohei still needed to discuss her admission from that night, but at least for now, her aunts and the Elder had agreed to travel to the valley for a stay. Life could go back to what passed for normal. Lumah spent her time becoming acquainted with Ruby, the only witch there powerful enough to truly utilize her, and coming to understand Lumah's truly unique nature Delilah and Kyra spent a great deal of time together, the former educating the latter on many things about city life. More often than not, Kyohei went with them, and while it was plain to see he did favor Delilah, he spent time with Kyra as well. Things had gone remarkably well, all things considered, now, after two weeks, they were heading for finals, and the major crunch time for studying. As everyone waited for class to start, It was intriguing to hear the gossip still coming out of the winter break stories...
  15. [This takes place during Chapter 14] Level One The Invaders circled and moved about in their nest. Cave-like crevices dotted the perimeter of this level, and the multi-legged monstrosities gathered and waited, whatever malign intelligence controlling them did not call for an assault on the remnants of Aradia yet. A glint of a blazing projectile caught some of their notice, but far too late as it exploded into a burst of fire and wrath. A gap burst in the motley horde, and screams, alien burst about. At that point from behind a section of rocks, Francis and the Spartans swung their weapons over the cover and began blazing away at the surprised and disorientated morass. Finally, the Invaders got their whits together, even as more limbs and the smell of their discolored blood began to paint the rock in an dark parody of ancient cave paintings. They charged - which was exactly the idea the Spartans had in mind. With the roar of their guns switching to fully automatic - except Nagareboshi, the tide of Invaders soon became a trickle. Two burst onto the rocks, still alive - but Grace suddenly blew hails of bullets into one, then adjusting with surprising speed to put down the next less than a moment later. "Whooo!" Ryan pumped his fist into the air, with excitement, "Way to go!" Francis clicked his tongue and Kelly nodded despite their glee. "Five more to go, team. The hard stuff's ahead." They formed up with Ajax on point, and quietly moved onwards.
  16. *Christmas Eve after midnight, the Sokatsu estate* Hina Yuuki was not an evening person. But after a long day shopping and exploring the human's Tokyo, seeing what they had been taught first hand, she had woken up with a head full of thoughts and no desire to take those thoughts back into her dreams unsettled. So, suitably bundled up, she had padded down the stairs and into the kitchen with the objective of Tea. Opening her mind's ear to help her make her way through the mostly-darkened household had been reflexive, a habitual action more than anything. What was *not* habitual was the distorted fragments of a song no one this side of the Human world-Monster world should know, fragments coming over the sleepy responses from outdoor plants. A song very, very few beings outside of the Hina Valley should know, at least in the last few centuries. The plants were too asleep from cold and darkness to allow Yuuki to determine who was singing, and she had no intention of waking them up now. What she wanted was answers and her Mask fell away in the fires of that desire as she pulled on one of her heavier coats over her robe, green-glowing eyes considering the darkness. The young dryad padded through the grounds towards the voice, unsurprised as she identified the singer as her ever-more-complicated charge Kyohei, frowning a little. The heir had his back to her as she approached, his solo rendition of an ancient version of the Hina Song of Awakening turned into a duet as Yuuki seamlessly joined in once she was close enough to do so without raising her voice.
  17. Christmas Eve Plates clinked as Darrik was setting up the table for the Christmas dinner. The private one, for him and Jezebelle. Wiping his brow, he reflected that this was at least easier than trying those receipts the TVs beamed in from the Human World. And what does that Paula Deen think, trying to make people comatose or something? But with the Herculean effort of setting up an occasion for his succubus love, and preparing the beautiful hand-crafted necklace - he supposed impossible deeds were the order of the time. Flicker popped up, holding a dark box with a lid not dissimilar to the jewelry cases from the Human World too. "Necklace inside." Darrik looked surprised. "You're helping?" Flicker looked affronted. "I do care for you, Master. And before you go running through it again, the four courses are all made, you've changed, the table's set. Now the hard part is waiting for her." "That's what I was afraid of." Darrik admitted. Flicker did know him this iong. And the imp grinned. "You'll get to make baby Darriks with her tonight, trust me." "That's not the point of this! It's cause I love her!" Darrik snapped, but Flicker clicked his tongue. "Hey, Darrik. I know you honestly do, and she does too. But you've also been wanting to get into her panties or lack thereof... I think since things first got reasonable hot and heavy." Darrik sighed and clapped his hand to his face, an admission of surrender. Flicker put down the box on the counter and laid a gentle hand on Darrik, utterly serious for once. "Relax. Don't second-guess yourself or worry too much. Just trust it goes alright." Darrik nodded, gratefully before Flicker gave him the element of surprise. "And, just my thought, but don't over-over do the bed stuff tonight... or... you know, baby Darriks." "Shaddup, you!" Darrik grabbed a spare cloth napkin and began whipping it at Flicker, who chortled and dived into the shadows. OOC The necklace:
  18. That she was having the party the next day didn't leave Sachiko very much time, still when everyone in the class signed up, it did give her a sense that things could get better. It had taken peer pressure to get everyone but still at least this group of students would be happy an festive going into the weekend. The plan wasn't great, but still Sayoko Mitsuragi, the newest transfer was the one who helped most, providing the food and drinks, since Sachiko provided the place.
  19. Anne stood face to face with challenges before. But nothing like how she felt regarding this. The boy she called Raptor. A Senior and the club president of the Aviation club. Someone she soon regarded as a bad influence on the club and a worse sportsman. Many of the underclassmen were behind Anne. The only underclassman behind Raptor was a brown-noser named Rattler. Anne refused to even acknowledge him by his actual name. He was a snake and the technical genius that probably arranged the sabotage of the simulators during the last free-for-all. She already got dressed for the occasion. She ran home and got her flight gear on. She loved getting into character, and she noticed that Raptor took it serious too. But unlike her, she loved the game, loved the duel. He was nothing more than a dominator. They chose neutral ground, but Raptor changed one aspect of the battlefield that Anne wanted. He didn't want anyone from the school outside of the club watching this. Anne wanted this more than anything and acquiesced. She was sure Mayumi and Aoi would record every part of the battle. They wanted to see Anne win fair and square. "So... the Nugget has returned?" "Yeah, Raptor. And the Name is..." "Nugget. You'll always be a Nugget. I don't care what sort of rep you picked up in the UK or anywhere else. You're in Tokyo now. This is my skies." "Well don't talk... prove it!" They stepped into their simulators. Miho and Aoi stood next to her as she got strapped into the simulator and got her helmet on. "Go get him, Anne!" "Yeah! You got his number now!" Anne smiled. "Well... hopefully that is the case, guys." She lowers the hood on the simulator and it comes online. Raptor went through the same process, only watched by his few of the people who lived in his shadow forming his cult of personality. "You understand the stakes, Nugget? It's all or nothing here. I win, you quit the club. You win, You become president." "And you stop calling me Nugget." "That wasn't part of the deal." They both were in F-35s chosen by the shop owner. He also made sure the fuel levels, ammunition, and even systems were properly loaded and set up. Okay, I want a good, clean fight. Ace, you are flying the north aircraft carrier. Raptor, you are flying south aircraft carrier. Stay in the engagement area. The fight begins when you cross the threshold. Understood?[/code] "Copy that, Airboss. Ace is on the Tarmac now. Systems are hot and all reading green." "Copy that command, Raptor is ready for action." [code]Very well, happy hunting you two. They took off at full speed, screaming into the fight in a matter of moments. Then the two pilots crossed each other... something that has become a tradition between Raptor and Ace. Then the battle began. The two birds of prey danced and dodged, swooped and parried, but the first blood was Raptor's as Anne heard the plinks of Raptor's cannon on her aircraft's armor. "Dammit! Get off me!" Anne fired her missiles, unfortunately Raptor's countermeasures took care of the shot. She peeled right but then felt a rattle as a missile exploded near her. Her countermeasures distracted a quickly fired retort from Raptor and she immediately saw her fuel levels begin to drop. Actual damage... She turned quickly, facing down right into him and opened up with her cannon in a fly-by but it was a distraction as she had fired another salvo of missiles. again, she missed, and his cannon once again plinked into her. Her turning became sluggish and she was hemorrhaging fuel. Anne gritted as her plane rocked. Her instinct to eject now was starting to come to the fore, but she had to win. She spun to the side and faced him head on for one more pass, but at the last second she flipped to her back and fired every missile she had at near point-blank. It worked. Brilliantly. He couldn't even eject. Confirmed Splash and Kill, Ace! You won! "You'll never get back to base, Nugget." Raptor said. "Yeah, you know the bylaws, you gotta get back to base to make the kills count!" Rattler said. "This was a duel, You two, you never mentioned..." "Rules are rules." Rattler said. Anne leveled out and pushed her plane back to her friendly carrier. But her fuel runs out 5 kilometers from the ship. She had no choice but to eject or lose her profile. She opens her cockpit after the ejection logs her out, and she sees her avatar slowly drifting down to the ocean. "Looks like it's a Draw, Nugget." Raptor said, grinning. "I got you Raptor. I own your profile and I own you." "Nope... and you know what... as Class President... I'm kicking you out." "WHAT?" All the underclassmen were in shock. They knew what was about to happen. They had planned it. "Really?" Anne said with a smirk. "Man... that's lame she got him..." Aoi walks up next to Anne. "I believe I speak for all the underclassmen when I say to hell with your technicalities. Ace is our president, not you." "This isn't a democracy." Rattler said, getting into Aoi's face. "Well it will be." Miho says. "I took the liberty of getting the paperwork set to form a new aviation club. Your club now, since it only has 3 members is under the quota for a viable club. Since the deadline is tomorrow for reviewing club sizes before the next festival, you're done. We'll refile for our club when registrations open up in a few weeks. You use technicalities, so will we!" "You can't do this!" Raptor shouted. "We just did." Anne smiled. "Let's go gang. dinner is on me! At the noodle shop!" The underclassmen cheer as they march out of the shop, leaving a fuming Raptor behind them. "I'll get you for this, Anne Aceworth!" "Oh, you'll need a new profile first, Nugget!" [FIN]
  20. A full week had passed since that first day, and quickly everyone picked up on the routine of classes, clubs and sporting events. Of course there had been some odd things going on in town. Lights flickered, when they should never do so, and at the school, people would leave a room only to come back to find something of theirs missing, or placed somewhere other than where it had been left. Some students swore they heard strange noises, or half formed images of people that weren't there. The rumors ran the gamut of possibilities though the school being haunted certainly topped the list. Still class continued, but something strange was going on. (OOC what I'd like here is simple, I want you all to describe about a weeks worth of time for your PC's, with the advent of theses strange happenings in the background. Nobody knows the cause, or has even had a good look at anything, it's just random chance encounters. I want you all to add to the rumors, and I will give bonus CP for really standout additions. You may work together here, and by all means go ahead and describe where you live and all and the strange things happening there. Everyone lives in the Nerima district, so the strangeness is minor and seldom really inconvenient. I'm going to give everyone the month of April to flesh things out here and post, as we're all busy. I would like at least 2 posts per player here if possible.)
  21. Many years before, Aradia took in Refugees from Arcadia. Sadly this wasn't all that came through. The Blight, Wormwood, also set upon a tiny corner of the world, isolated behind powerful barriers or Aradian magics. There it has remained, the sole blight upon the glorious peaceful realm of Aradia. Thhe destruction of realms, dimensions, worlds, however you term them, is not new. This threat rose once before in times of antiquity, before even the Precursors. It has come again, and now, The bravew Warriors of Satoshi, the Ruler of the Dalaraan Empire, The SPiritual Guide for the empire, they stand at the cusp of a war to save or end all things. With them stand travelers both planned and unplanned, of the dimensional and temporal pathways, thrust into the swirling chaos with only minimal guidance, and a burden of responsibility beyond all ken. ONe remembers ancient ways, her people all but extinct, her slumber of millienia interrupted, her fate tied to these new comrades. The story cannot be told without the sole remaining female Amaha, Sakura. Revealed by her cousin to be the Master Key of the realm of Aradia, only her forgotten power can unseal the barriers isolating Aradia. The Young halfblood faces a great decision, risking her life to undo the seal, or risking her sole remaining relatives, and everyone around them. It was never really a decision. Sakura had been trained for this, to fight on for the betterment of others over herself. How could she deny this fate if it was to be hers. She sat with Kai in the Meteor, the Mecha itself positioned between the tuning fork bows of the Madesico, the largest, most powerful ship of the fleet Kai had mustered to combat this threat. The Aegis Class Chronicle was being left to defend the Homeline space station that had been pulled along in the warp field, if the need arose they could use it to escape to one of the few remaining realities. It was all they could afford, now. Any other time, the cockpit would be arranged for each person to have their own seat. This time, Sakura sat with him, on a seat that accomodated them both, on the left was the slot occupied by Senbonzakura, his Zanpukto. To the right her own Crimson Blossom was slotted. The two swords were humming in a sychnronized resonance, They too were cousins of a sort. He smiled and nodded. "It's time Sakura." There was no gate, so they'd be using the warpfield itself from the entire fleet spun up to full power, to forge ahead, wuth one chance. The lines of his Command Mantra began to shine brightly, as The Meteor's sword split into millions of pieces, forming a large gate. "Gate of The Infinite, now open, Onward to Bright Aradia." The gate shifted, and a cascade was begininning,from the feedback from the world's defensive locks. "Now Sakura." She spoke with clear tones, as everyone heard them, "Hear my call and grant passage, I the Master Key of this world, Bid these locks open." As she spoke the words, The gate shifted, the cascade calmed and she could feel more power than ever before flow through her. The cascade storm of light vanished, and Aradia, home to her father, home to Angels, long the symbol of light and order lay before them. She slumpted into his arms, the usage of power leaving her feeling exhausted, Still they could only go forward now. "Admiral, Take us in." The fleet moved forward, with the Nadescio going last the gate collapsing as the bits were recalled, reforging into the great blade of the Meteor, as they emerged on the other side, the gate now firmly closed behind them. Kai could feel the door lock behind them, and he knew there'd be no escape here. Below them what should have been a blue-white world was mostly brown and sickly green. What land could be seen was that of wastelands, and volcanic floes. It was not the Aradia of Sakura's memories. On the world horizon, they could see them, a group of 4 Invader warshipbeasts, and among them the familiar Granzong. The invaders were here, and Aradia, thought to be a bastion of strength and order was under siiege, and failing..
  22. For whatever reasons they had, about half the older students of Yokai Academy didn't go home for Winter break. Darrik of course had a Christmas break alone with Jezebelle. Aria had been told to remain on campus by her Mother, and Eri and Lumah had likewise recieved similar instructions. For Eri, the snow blanketing the ground actually wasn't due to her powers, and made the place feel abit more like Home. Lumah had been given special dispensation to go to the School's vast library and read as she liked by the Headmaster himself. Aoi too had signed off on it, telling her to learn what she could and would. For Aria, it was a time to truly take stock. The last month and a half was calm and quiet, yet on alert for the Shinigami threat that had never reared its head again. She had the room to herself, and indeed much of the campus was deserted. Now was the time to do whatever she wished. Darrik of course had gotten a letter from his grandfather telling him to remain at school, The Valley was in turmoil, and would only dispirit him. Instead he had Jezebel there to keep him company, and of course the Ravenwitch, Rubi had agreed to teach him abit of magic he didn't know, since he'd helped so much before.
  23. A short letter had arrived by courier for Kurosoroshimaru, summoning him home on his next break. He was instructed to bring Skye for "Testing" and His sister would be a required presence as well. Noting that Katrina hadn't been to the homelands of the Hengeyokai, Shizuru had gotten permission for her to go as well, her Father signing off on it. The bus that would bring them to the Homelands was waiting patiently, with Shizuka already aboard. Her Father never summoned the children home, except in dire circumstances, and to even permit Skye's presence, well that meant they'd have to be on their toes. Already she was wondering if getting Katrina involved was a bad thing. Still it was done now, and she awaited her students arrival, so that this Christmas Break trip could begin. She'd informed them to pack warmly, though She and her little brother would have little need of it, if it came to it.
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