Think i'll take Death Gun and Gai
After rendezvousing with a few of the others in the elevator, the small group made their way to the top of the castle. There, he saw two men awaiting them. He didn't see them at the resistance meeting. Which ordinarily would've given a couple options. Either they were wanderers who had found this world, they were remnants of the ones who lived here initially, or they were there to stop them. However, given the thing that was with them, that narrowed it down to only the last one. An enormous sting ray of darkness. There was only one person in all creation who could make something like that. His mother, the goddess. He thought back to all those years ago. Without thinking, he had helped the newly created Lexcifur escape. He was badly injured. He needed help. Zavion wasn't about to let the only friend he'd ever had rot in a prison cell for the rest of eternity. So, they did the only thing they could do. They ran. They escaped off of Riel together. Him, Lexcifur, and Freya. They'd left their mother alone on the world. Just before they left, he'd seen something that haunted him this entire time. He'd used his gift of clairvoyance to take one last look at the mother he'd likely never see again. On her face wasn't anger. It was sadness. Her heart was filled with pain. He'd always thought it was because she knew if they were captured, she would have to enforce the law upon him and Freya. Often times he wondered...If they'd never helped him escape, if they'd never fled Riel, how would things have gone? He wondered it, but he would choose the same road again. Lexcifur may have been an ass, but he was the only friend he'd ever had. He would never abandon him. Thoughts like these were pointless though. The choice was made a long time ago. The only thing they could really do was keep moving on. They had no real goal. They were wanderers. Vagabonds. There was no place they could really call home anymore. They just kept wandering. Seeing the sting ray had brought up memories of his mother. There was a war coming. Honestly, he still didn't know where he stood. Her actions would decide his place in the worlds. How she reacted to them would be what determined whether he gave his all to save her, or let her die. He'd always been able to see the hearts of others. People were an open book to him. Yet when it came to her and how he thought of her...He only just didn't know. His own heart was the only one he never understood. Ghost was honestly a bit surprised they'd managed to kill the beast so easily. Then again, of the creatures the goddess could create, that wasn't one of the more powerful ones. On occasion, she'd let him use shadowmare for a mission he'd been sent on which required such a mount. It had indeed come in handy on such occasions. Before such thoughts could continue a voice resonated in his mind. The goddess was speaking to him. She had ordered him to make a report as soon as he was able to, then proceed with his undercover work. "I believe the hero is not here. If the goddess supposedly sealed him away, then she would know where he is, no? Surely if we were getting close, she'd have sent something more threatening." Ghost said, attempting to persuade the group to leave the realm of darkness. When they returned to Disney Castle, there would likely be an opportunity to slip away. Taking a glance over at the others, he noticed one in particular staring at him. The creature from Halloween Town. After looking at him for a moment, the creature smiled grimly. "Yourself hm? That's deep." Ghost was confused at this seemingly random statement and looked away. What did he mean himself? "My name is Bartholomew Blackstone. I can tell you he's probably right. I've been in here a while and haven't seen a trace of this hero. I'll come with you to look for him. He sounds...Interesting." Beuce was glad to be back in his normal incredibly sexy form which created lakes in the pants of every female in the area. Yes. Literal lakes. He was that good. He stretched his arms out, relieving the stiffness in his muscles. Well, one of them was made of magical crystal and didn't really have any muscles, but the other one was a totally normal arm. Now that they were on Crystalis, they were immediately greeted by the sight of several dead bodies. Hunter, ever the genius, immediately tried to take credit for killing the random civilians. Although he knew who the culprit really was. "Classic Gexln..." He said with a chuckle. "Couldn't work him over to the side of not being a murderous prick could ya?" Beuce said to Xero. She may have been a woman, but the power of vaginas only went so far. Gexln couldn't be broken from that habit so easily. And that was saying something considering it was the power of vaginas that turned him away from serving Xindai. Then, a thought occurred to him. He had a golden opportunity to piss off Gexln sitting in his lap. Putting on his charm (He literally opening his character profile and turning the setting labled "Charm" on), he walked over to Xero. She was having relationship problems. So, ever the gentleman, Beuce decided to catch the rebound and attempt to get into her pants. "So, they're probably gonna take us off to whatever form of prison they have on this world thinking it can hold us. We may as well just play along and pretend they can do jack **** about us. Then we might be able to find out more about why Gexln was here aside from just reading his post. That'd be too easy. Plus, we might get to share a cell. You'd get to stay in a confined space with me all alone" Beuce snapped and pointed at the girl, making a clicking sound with his mouth. He was totally scoring this next post. He could feel it.
Flames swirled around the palm of Ra's hand. "The heat bears down upon you!" He yelled, hurling a sphere of flames at the arcane being. Ra used fire Beucette was roasting a hot dog over the ashes of leviathan. "Well, gotta make the best of the opportunity." Then, using a stick with a hot dog on it, she ran up and attacked him Beucette used hot dog quick blitz
Username: Beucefilous Name: Jesse Thunderlion Age: 25 Gender: Male Homeworld: The realm of Manime Personality: Jesse is a speed demon, always needing to go faster. He is also the epitome of masculinity and cannot be surpassed by any means Brief Bio: He has a motorcycle made of women. Is anything else that has ever happened really relevant? Also his father left for the surface and died to gunmen. Appearance: ~ Weapon: A motorcycle made of women Path Chosen: Strength Path Sacrificed: Wisdom Other: His motorcycle has ice magic. Theme:
So, friendship really was magic. This mouse had successfully defused Karina. That was like, at least on the level of divine sorcery or something right there. He'd need to remember to ask him about that later. God knows that ability would come in handy. Anyways, it seemed like they needed to go through a portal to find some piece of magic to counteract the spell put on the brooms. And to get it, they had to go through a portal. God, was he getting sick of portals. "Oh, go through a portal to the mysterious tower! now go through it to Disney town, then to this place! And to some place IN this place!" God, couldn't they just travel normally and maybe in first class or something? He like free peanuts. Free peanuts were the best kind of peanuts. Stepping through the portal, a scene played out before him. Suddenly he thought portals were the cat's meow. He seemed to be in a forest of some kind, although he was either small, or everything else was really big. From the inside of a flower, small transparent pieces of skin rose up, like arms stretching out when waking up from a deep sleep. Followed behind them were several glowing golden girls. The pieces of skin were in fact wings. They were fairies. Although, one thing he noticed immediately about them...They were stark naked. They flew around Beuce momentarily and giggled, before proceeding to their apparent task. The ran their hands along the leaves and instantly, it was turned into a bright gold. So, naked women turning things into gold. Welp. Beuce was starting to like this world. It was turning out to be pretty awesome. As they turned more and more plants and leaves gold, the leaves began to fall. They were caught in the wind, flowing all around one another. Eventually, the scene changed to a darker picture. The light was low, and the air was cold.
"Hmph. You are wise beyond your years, master. Humans are weak creatures by nature, however, relying on eachother only proves your weakness. True strength means the lack of need for others. There are those destined to rise, and stand head and shoulders above the rest! It is not the great who are strong, it is the strong who are great! If you are destined to wield power, then it will be yours. If friends are where you draw your strength from, then it is not truly you who is strong." Ezekiel said in debate with Evanora. However, they were not here to exchange words. "I will not turn back. And you will find i am not so courteous as to let my enemies escape after i have set my mind out to destroy them. You will die this day, Sapphire eclipse. I shall see to it." Ezekiel's words were serious. He had every intention of slaughtering the lot of them in cold blood. If they couldn't defeat the arcane being here and now, then all hope was lost. They would die at his hands. He looked over the small crowd which had gathered to face him. "Only Twenty Nine of you? How disappointing..." There were two in particular that caught his interest. The first being Ra. Ra would be the last to die. First, he would watch Ezekiel destroy the rest of his guild, knowing that he brought it upon them. The second was the man who brushed past him in the guild hall, Leviathan. His life had been saved once before by Ra's intervention, but this time there would be no saving him. "If you value friendship so highly, then i shall just have to show you the folly of your beliefs. You cannot fathom what i am. My power has reached the levels of a god." The way Ezekiel spoke wasn't as though he were gloating about his power. No, the tone was matter of fact. As though it were a simple truth that one just couldn't comprehend, yet he tried to explain it nonetheless. He truly believed that with all of them together, they stood no chance. For all anyone knew, he may well have been right. "This time, no surprises will save you." Ezekiel lifted his hand, and from the sky, a blast of arcane energy shot down into the members of the guild, scattering them with the explosion. However, one in particular was in the eye of the blast. Leviathan was knocked high into the air, his clothes burning as he was raised up. Ethereal chains wrapped around him, ready to detonate upon contact with the arcane energy Ezekiel wielded. The end came to him quickly. What could one expect in the face of such power? A burst of arcane energy much like the one he had fired at him earlier erupted from the man's fingertips. This time, there was no saving him. The scorpion flail was reduced to ash, and his body was blown apart. In a matter of seconds, where Leviathan had once stood, there was nothing. Not a single trace of him remained. It was as though he'd never existed at all. "Escaping my wrath a single time is a feat rarely achieved. The boy was blessed with the devil's luck. However, there is no second time." For a moment, Ra was unable to speak. He knew very little about the man, but he had saved his life back in the guild hall. That man had fought with them to defend their guild, and he was one of them. When Ra looked over at Ezekiel, his piercing red eyes radiated anger. There was bloodlust on face. His hand, decorated with an ornamental claw pushed himself off the ground. "Ezekiel, you have made your final mistake. You attack our home, make us fight for our lives, and now you have slain one of us. You have invoked our tempers far more than a wise man would dream of. Now, you must pay the consequences." Ra stood up to his full height. Standing at 6"4, he was high above most there. His shining armor glistened in the light of the sun. Dressed completely in pure gold, he radiated with rage. His hair in the midday light almost seemed to glow, as though it were ablaze with a glorious golden flame. Right now, in this very moment, one could mistake him for a god. The embodiment of the sun itself. He pointed a clawed finger at his brother. "Ezekiel, it is time your spark was extinguished!" He yelled out.
Ezekiel could scarcely believe what had happened. His four elite mages who made up a large portion of the guild's power, all defeated. Orpheus stood before him, telling of their defeat. He had a connection with death, so he was able to tell when those in the area met their end. Yana was one such person. "Orpheus...You have failed me. You, Yana, Alastor, and Thea. Not one of you could accomplish the task i set for you." Ezekiel said, his voice filled with anger. A bead of sweat ran down Orpheus' face. He knew the consequences would be dire. He would suffer Ezekiel's wrath. An unseen force lifted the necromancer off the ground and held him in place. "Weakness is guilt. All will be judged." Steam began rising from his chest. Orpheus squirmed and groaned at the pain. The smoke rose as part of his flesh was being burned off. However, it wasn't his entire body. No, one section in particular was the target of Ezekiel. "I strip you of your command, your title, and your place as a member of Magus Ascension. As the sigil of the guild leaves your body, you will instead bear the scar of where it once was to remind you of your failure. May it drive you further down the path and gain the strength you lack. You are hereby banished from this guild!" With those words spoken, Orpheus flew back and slammed against the wall, falling to a sitting position. His chest still steamed from the magic which tore away his guild emblem. Now, where the brilliant blue emblem had once been was now naught but charred black skin. "However, you were the only one of my generals to return. For that, i will grant you a reward. You will bare witness to the obliteration of Sapphire Eclipse. With your defeat, they are likely advancing upon me. I will show them true power." The arcane being had not lost any confidence in the guild's destruction. They were more powerful than he had anticipated to defeat his elite mages, but they were no match for a true ascended. Ezekiel made his way over to the balcony which oversaw the city. With Orpheus' defeat, the undead holding it up had crumbled away to dust. It was now stationary, but still stood far above nearly any building in the city, rivaled only by the Sapphire Eclipse guild hall itself. "Ra, it is time i do what i should have done long ago." Ezekiel raised a hand and fired a single bolt of arcane energy into the sky. The boom was loud enough to echo throughout the entire town. It was a message. A challenge. He was ready for them. "Yeah let's go kick some ass. Except he doesn't actually have an ass...Yeah lets go beat us some raid boss!" Okay, now, imagine that if it were said in a manner Ra would speak in.
Voting for Glen for december
Ra in squad 1 Beucette in Squad 2
Zavion was prepared to fight the dragoons which began swarming them. They were agile and fast, but all in all their moves were pretty predictable. They more or less just dashed forward, trying to stab him. Side stepping, he evaded and countered with a sweep of his leg that sent a large wave of darkness crashing into the enemy. This kept up for about two or three repetitions until they wised up and began to change their tactics. It was one Zavion hadn't been expecting. The vanished into thin air, and reappeared above him before stabbing downward. He just barely managed being completely impaled by the first one. Instead, he escaped with a gash along his back. It hurt, but wasn't bad enough to require immediate attention. Some simple healing magic would be enough for it later. The second one came, and he was slightly more prepared this time. As he evaded it, something occurred to him. He was capable of doing that. He didn't know how, but it seemed as though the information had just been poured directly into his mind. Looking back at the dragoon, he went into melee range. Evading a stab, he brought his fist into the creature's face before grabbing its arm. With it now contained, he bent it back and kicked the spear up, disarming the nobody. He reached out his hand and grabbed it before proceeding to slash the thing in half with its own weapon. Turning on toward the next one, he put the "jumping" technique into practice. Leaping high into the air, he vanished and reappeared, teleporting to above the thing. Manipulating the darkness into an offensive state, two trails began spiraling around the spear's tip, increasing its power as Zavion crashed down, impaling the nobody effortlessly. He didn't turn, but instead used his gift of clairvoyance to see how Juliet was holding up on the other end of the elevator. Indeed, as the totem flew out of Lucien, a spiral of blue light began swirling around it. Roughly three seconds later, the lion appeared at the totem. "Well that was rude. I guess we'll just have to call it even." Beuce said to hunter after being eaten. Continuing onward toward the cave, he looked up at the giant rock reaching outward toward the savannah. Oddly enough, there was a pirate standing at the base of it. Huh...Well that was odd. Paying it no further mind, he walked into the cave, and was amazed at what he saw. "Wow! Have you ever seen so much nothing all in one place?! It's incredible! Really boggles the mind that places like this even exist." He said sarcastically. Point being the hero wasn't there. He remembered that he promised Xero to help find Gexln. He should probably do that...He'd just wait for the next post as him to see where he was going to actually start after him. That'd make things so much easier. Ghost drew his weapon at the stallion's arrival. If he were to blend in, he would have to act as though it meant him harm as much as the rest of them. He knew full well what it was. "A messenger of the goddess, no doubt. It's here to warn us. She's watching. She knows we're here. It tells us to cease our mission." He said, explaining the beast's likely motives. He knew that should they leave now, the horse would leave them be and return to Sapphire. However, he had a feeling that the others wouldn't comply with that course of action. No sooner had that thought crossed his mind, a translucent black crow raced through the air at the horse. It reared up and made the motion of a whinny, but no sound emerged. It was completely silent. The air had been stolen from its throat. Looking back, he realized it was the man from Halloween Town which had launched the projectile. The stallion charged. There was no avoiding a fight now. Leaping out its path, Ghost threw a trio of Shuriken at it, charged with electricity.
The group stood victorious over the mighty beast. While it seemed incomplete, it had been a force to be reckoned with nonetheless. The golden clad man walked over to Orpheus, who lay on the ground in defeat. His foul spells were broken with his defeat, and the sun shone from over the horizon with the coming of a new dawn. The necromancer looked up at the man above him in wonder. How had he been defeated? "Now then, Necromancer. I send you crawling back to your master with a message. Tell him that this guild is not one to be trifled with. Despite his power, he will see himself fail. None will ever eclipse us! He has chosen the wrong guild to start a war with. He brought this fight to our doorstep, so it's only right we return the favor. Tell him...we come for him." The cloth of his armor blew in the wind, giving him a regal appearance as he spoke. The five of them stood in the light of a new day. They had fought through the darkness of the night and emerged triumphantly. While their greatest challenged still lay ahead, this victory was theirs, and they had won it without interference from an outside source. Ra turned to the other four of them. "You fought valiantly, all of you. Admittedly i had my doubts at first, but now i have seen your true capabilities. That uncertainty is washed from my mind. You are the perfect choices for this team. None will stand in our way along the road to glory. Each of us alone is a force to be reckoned with, but only once we come together does our true power shine through to the surface for all to see. Together, we will be invincible. I have faith in that." Ra spoke with certainty and pride. Pride not only in himself, but in his comrades. He believed every word he said. He believed in them. "Come. The battle has been hard fought. Let us return to the guild momentarily and regain our strength. We should inform the others of Orpheus' defeat. We should regroup before we proceed onward. There will be more trials ahead." Trials. That wasn't the end of what he had to say, but he didn't continue. He didn't need to. There were trials ahead, but there was no reason for worry. They were trials to be faced together, and so, defeat wasn't possible. They were the team which was the crown jewel atop all others. They were the strongest. They were Team King.
Ra used cure on Thomas
So this is the part where we all forget the year happened right?
GABI COME QUICK SOMETHING IS HAPPENING!
Orpheus grunted as he was struck once more. He was...losing? That wasn't possible. No matter...It was because his back against the wall they would meet their end. They'd taken down champions, minions, and familiars alike. However...there was one they had yet to see. "Hehehe..." Orpheus began to chuckle. Blood ran down his face from his injuries. However, the blood, as it hit the ground, darkened and turned to a thick black. Flowing across the ground, it curved in unnatural ways along the stone streets, lining it's way around the area. The air grew thick and heavy, making it difficult to breath. There was magic in their air so foul and evil, the mere presence of it was palatable. Bones of the fallen undead rattled in place, being moved by a force far beyond simple reanimation magic. All around the city, undead which had been marching stopped in their tracks. Simultaniously, they looked up to the sky. They were being called...called to return to their master. The light of necromatic magic shone in their eyes with a wicked green hue. Each of them let out a deafening cry as they were engulfed in black flames, crackling with magical power. Together, the tones of their screeches engulfed the entire city. Eventually, their bodies burnt away into the black fire, leaving naught but a wisp of the flames. The black wisps shot through the town at immense speeds, moving toward the central location of the necromancer which called the darkness that had summoned them back to him. As they gathered, the bones which shook on the ground around Orpheus rose to receive the darkness. it seeped into them, turning them pure, untainted black. The skin which was torn into shreds spun around in the air, orbiting the bones. "As life is brought once again to this creature, the flames of hope in your hearts shall be snuffed out like candles. The chorus that is your death rattles will reach to the farthest corners of the world, letting all know the power of Magus Ascension. Let it be known that as you die, you become mine. The lifeless remains of your guild will serve me. Come to me, Final Arbiter!" The black blood which ran from Orpheus' body ran along the ground, and eventually connected with itself back at the necromancer, having finished drawing the sigil which would serve as the abomination's entrance into the world. As the ritual reached the climax, there was silence. No man dared speak. No bird dared sing. Those who witnessed it could only await with baited breath. It was the calm before a mighty storm, and when that storm hit, the very ground shook beneath its might. The sigil of blood opened, giving way to a corrupt pit far deeper than any could ever hope to imagine. The thing that rose from it was not human. It was so far from it there could be no comparison. A demon? A spirit? Only one thing could be certain. It was evil incarnate. Summoned by the darkness, it took the bodies of the undead to give itself form. The bones and skin all collected into it, mashing together to form a makeshift body for the entity. As the summoning finished, it stood from the crouching position it had entered existence in. As it reached its full monstrous height, the gravity of the situation became apparent. This...horror. This...Abomination...It wasn't something that should ever set foot in our realm. The very fact it existed was an affront to nature that made the world itself turn and contort. The earth blackened and died beneath its feet, unable to live in the monster's unholy presence. Turning, the devil's eyes rested on team king. Their battle up until now was a mere game. Only now had their trial truly begun. Ezekiel, who looked upon the events of the battle from above, was shocked. To think Orpheus would resort to using the final arbiter...Was he really made so desperate? Had he not known Orpheus better, he would have immediately assumed it was due to his own incompetence. However, aside from himself Orpheus was the strongest member of the guild. "Ra...Have you truly grown so mighty since last we met?" It was almost a shame. The five fighting Orpheus were truly powerful. He disliked having power snuffed out. However, Orpheus had used his trump card. They were already dead. They...and everyone else in Sapphire eclipse. That was an unspeakable monster. When they were through, Ezekiel would have to step in himself in order to stop the beast, lest it go on an unstoppable rampage. Beucette was feeling the wrath of RNGesus as Alastor used some kind of triple element attack and blew her back. That wasn't too pleasant. She would've been down for the count had another member not stepped in and healed her. Feeling good as new, or pretty close to it, she stood up, back into the fight. Shortly before she attacked, there was a deafening scream, or collection of screams. When it was over, she looked out the window to see an enormous undead, which dwarfed buildings stand up. She gave an impressed whistle. "That is one hell of a nasty. But if anyone can take it down, it's a bird, a pervert, saber/extra, natsu, and...uh...that other guy. I'll never forget ol' whatshisname!" She nonsensically rambled, seeming to have utmost faith in her guild mates. Running at Alastor, she used quick blitz. time for some payback.
Ra used cure on Veilan Beucette used Cure on Silvia
The fight seemed to be going well for them, but Orpheus had summoned more undead. They didn't seem like they would prove to be overly troublesome to eliminate, but when one attacked Gaius, things took a turn for the worse. A disease from it spread throughout his body in a matter of seconds. He was no, in essence, undead. It was possible that defeating Orpheus would cure this condition, as he was the source. However, until such time, Gaius was somewhat unreliable. He attacked random targets, unable to reason which was friend. "Your presence here stains the very earth you walk on! I will purify this land, and purge you from it! When you are defeated, you can return to Ezekiel and tell him who it was that sent you back in defeat!" Planting his staff into the ground, Ra shot a flurry of lightning bolts from the tip of it at the undead champion. The excess energy would hit Orpheus as well, but the longer they left that alive, the more dangerous it would become. Ra used thunder on Undead Champion 2!
Ra glared at the Necromancer. He hid himself in a cloud of darkness, obscuring their vision. At least the undead which had initially been with him had been taken down. However, it bothered him that while the other undead which they defeated simply faded away into the darkness whence they came, these remained. The shattered body parts stayed sitting on the ground, remaining there for some unknown reason. In any case, worrying about it would get them nowhere. Raising his staff, it began to glow with a bright grey light. "I cast you to the wind!" An orb of air burst forth from his staff and traveled straight at their foe. However, it was difficult to say whether or not the attack would hit through the shroud of darkness. Ra cast Aero! This guy was a lot tougher than the lasers they were fighting before (...Yep, that still sounded pretty weird.), He'd just dealt a pretty good amount of damage to them nearly all at once. At least they'd taken a dent out of him as well. She planted her sword into the ground and charged up a bright light magic. Waving her hand, healing power washed over hear, stitching her wounds back together and mending her flesh. Being somewhat revitalized, she picked up her sword once again, hoping that she wouldn't have to do that again. Beucette cast Cure on Beucette!
I need crowns. I'm in.
Buying a mystic chain for when the time comes Also, spending 24 crowns on 3 magic Leaving me with 0 crowns Spending 3 points on heart, giving me 4 strength and 2 magic Bringing me up to 37 (+5) magic and 40 (+4) strength
