Username: Beucefilous Name: Beucefilous (Beetlebeuce) Alexander Age at Death: 26 Appearance (all must be human please): http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/127/b/2/dante_by_Reed260290.png Cause of Death: It was a horrendous accident involving a washing machine, some ketchup, and a whole lot of cold hard vengeance. I cringe thinking of it. How the cause of death affects the afterlife: Incessant need to have things (clothing in particular) be clean. Reason they are Anchored(which your character doesn't know yet, but YOU do): He's missing his left sock.
This orb of flame started coalescing at the tip of his staff, and he could feel the heat radiating off of it, because you know, it's fire. fire is hot. Unless it's Lucien's fire. In which case it's cold. BUT YEAH GIVE THIS MOTHER****ER A ZUKO SCAR. RA USED FIRE RIGHT ON HIS FACE.
Ra used fire. let the mother****er burn
Something kinda came up
The drugs he had been injected with started to wear off. It was a shame they couldn't inject him with a higher dose without risking his health. That boy's immune system was getting in the way of things. India skillfully evaded the objects being thrown about the room. "I see. So your powers are limited to what you are consciously aware of, and cannot act otherwise. Interesting." India chuckled as Colton yelled at him to get out of his head. "Why Colton, what do you mean? I was never inside your head to begin with. Do you fear me that much that i inhabit your fever dreams?" India said, using the persuasive capabilities of his Inception to implant the belief of his words into the boy's mind. It was a powerful skill, though not entirely almighty. He could not dominate one's mind, merely influence it. It wasn't impossible to go against what he implanted any more than it was impossible to stave off an urge to scratch an itch. Though most people didn't realize what was happening well enough to fight against it. "Why don't you rest? I think I've learned what i need to know for the moment." He used his manipulation of emotions to make him feel weary, then pushed him back onto the bed, tying him to it with restraints. Thoughts spun in his head. Could he use his powers if he couldn't see the object? Could he use it on something he didn't believe was there? He left to go and get the scans of his brain activity during the test.
Beuce grinned as Sapphire agreed to give him a portion of her power. As the godhood flowed into him, he could feel himself becoming more overpowered by the second. This was more than a level up or anything like that. This was a bona fide shonen upgrade. With something like that on his side, there was no way he could lose. He may be going up against superman aizen kefka, but with a buff like this, he couldn't lose. Light began to envelope his body. "Henshin!" He called out as the light completely enclosed his body. When it faded, he donned a new appearance. He felt more overpowered just by existing in this state. If this was just a portion of Sapphire's power, then what must the real thing be like? Nevertheless, he flipped his cape in an epic fashion and walked off to find Crybex. He uh...followed his instinct! Yeah that was how he found him. Trail of ashes and destruction had nothing to do with it. It's all skill. #ezrealasitgets But yeah. Crybex. found him. Ass kicking commence. The screen blurred into this weird spinning thing as he entered combat. "I see...I suppose we were bound to be discovered eventually..." Zavion said as Freya explained that Jackie and Blanc knew about their parentage, yet had promised not to say anything about it. He listened as the next set of worlds was announced. "I'll go to Treasure Planet." He opened a dark corridor and walked through without another word. He didn't know what to make of the whole situation. He would simply go about searching for the hero in this next world. Bartholomew went to the least populated world because diversity op. Ghost put his hand on Caleb's shoulder as he bitterly swore vengeance against Dane. Caleb had lost a loved one, and he knew what that was like. Although, the difference being that R had killed his family for the right reason. Dane had killed Caleb's in the pursuit of evil. "Caleb...Your pursuit of vengeance against Dane is dangerous. Do not let your rage blind you." Ghost said to his friend. It was sad to see someone who once had a strong sense of justice so taken by the same anger he had once been consumed by. "If you truly wish to take revenge against him, then i will help you. Just do not be overly hasty in it. If you let anger control your actions, you will end up going unprepared and die, likely not even taking him down with you. I will not tell you not to do it, simply to be cautious about doing it." For one reason or another, Dane had to be killed. He had dedicated his life to destroying the corrupt. He was the darker side of what Caleb stood for. He realized that to kill in the name of justice made you the very thing you fought against. He had accepted his fate, and chosen to live walking this dark path. He looked to the sky, wondering how Phantom was. To be honest...He hoped Phantom never had to walk the same path he did. He complained about the lackluster missions he was sent on, such as breaking up bar fights, but it was for his own safety. He knew he couldn't protect him forever, though.
Ra rose to his feed and nodded in thanks as Dale healed his injuries, then praised his work. He looked like he was in rough condition. His helmet was cracked and broken, revealing part of his face. There were blood stains on more than one place, and his armor was cracked and dirty. "Indeed. It seems that twins of the members have a habit of posing problems in this guild." He knew the feeling of a mad, power crazed brother well. He walked over to Calxiyn for just a moment, and looked down at her. She was completely unconscious. The way she spoke...it was as though she were an entirely different person than the one they knew. Perhaps that was the case. Not only that...What did she mean when she spoke of her ordinary persona's feelings towards him? He was a bit perplexed by her words. Though, perhaps that was her plan. Still...it didn't seem dishonest. Reaching down, he extended his hand toward the mask. Leaving it in the girl's possession didn't seem like a good idea, no matter what the circumstances. As his finger came into contact with it, he jerked back his hand at the unexpected sensation. It was an object of immense dark power. Who could have created such a thing? He steeled himself and grabbed onto the mask, but it appeared to be stuck. Held onto her face by an unseen force. It seemed there was nothing he could do about it right now. He stood and turned to face Boreal. "Boreal...You truly understand nothing about us." Ra said, glaring at the man through the broken parts of his mask. "We do not fight with Dale because we serve him. We fight with him because we are of the same guild. A guild represents more than you could ever comprehend. Now then, I have had enough with words. We will never abandon Dale, and you will not stop in your pursuit of destruction. There is no other way than to clash." Ra pointed his staff at their enemy. "The flames of Sapphire Eclipse bare down upon you, Boreal!"
Ra used aero
Ra was running out of ways to say "teamwork op" and just cured gaius without a word.
Dale had gone down, but it didn't matter. They would keep their teammates strong. "Sapphire eclipse has no rivals, Calxiyn. Only liabilities" He extended his hand toward Dale, sending a healing light to wash over him, healing his injuries, if only a little bit. Reaching down, he grabbed Dale's arm and helped him to his feet. "You may knock us down as many times as you wish, but you cannot defeat us! Like the sun, We will always rise again!"
Ra paused for a moment. Something Calxiyn had said caught him off guard. What did she mean that she felt for him? He would worry about that later. For the moment, he had to continue the fight. With Dale's healing, Ra was free to go on the offensive. With a swipe of his staff, a burst of wind flew forth and struck their enemy.
The mission was a success. A subject had been retrieved, and brought back for testing. Although they hadn't necessarily gone unnoticed. They simply didn't know it was them yet. If he could find out a few key individuals that were tracking them, he could feed them false information and throw them off of their trail. Perhaps make it go cold entirely. Nevertheless, that would come later. Right now, there was a test subject and he needed to study it. India entered the room, with a fair bit of equipment hooked up to Colton. Isabella was in the room, and informed them of his poor health. "Don't worry. I won't do anything to seriously injure him." He pulled a syringe from the various tools he had brought with him. "This is a drug used to induce hallucinations. We're going to see how you react to stress." India smiled grimly as he approached him with the needle. Slowly, he stuck it into his arm and pumped the fluid into his body. With the chemicals inside of him, and..."unusual" things he might witness would likely be disregarded as mad visions, if not by him then by everyone else. He didn't glance at Isabella, merely thought of her presence. She was a telepath. That could get in the way of what he was about to do. He couldn't have her discovering his...talents. Of course, if she happened to not be peering into the boy's mind at the time, there would be no problems, right? Slowly and subtly, he reached out and touched Isabella's mind. He planted a small thought. So subtle it couldn't even really be considered a thought. It was more well perceived as an instinct. a gut feeling that you likely wouldn't even notice due to it not feeling out of place. It was an internal deterrent against looking into his mind for the time being. Now that she was out of the way, his attention returned to Colton. What made him tick, he wondered? The best way to find out...would be directly. In that moment, India walked within Colton's mind. At first, there was only darkness. An endless abyss of nothingness, but soon, one realized that it wasn't empty, there were eyes, peering from all around. Hm. Interesting. He looked over, and saw Colton standing at the edge of what was now a cliff, the scene having changed entirely. Thoughts tended to be erratic, never lingering in one place for long. Well, this should be interesting. With his inception, he could control the hallucinations to some extent. Give the mind an idea, and it tends to accept it, make it part of it, and build upon it. "falling." And falling he was. plummeting to his inevitable death as the cliff collapsed, when the dark and murky water changed into sky. The two of them were standing among dark and stormy clouds, lightning ripping across the air. The clouds began to subtly look as though they had designed shapes to them. a beast. A horrific monster, of indescribable form. This was, for all intents and purposes, a dream. The mind required very little information in a dream to accept it as not unusual. This monster didn't even really need any shape at all. Colton just needed to believe it did. All at once, it was no longer a cloud, but the beast itself staring him down.
As Calxiyn had teleported around with dark energies, She'd struck him with intense force. He was knocked back, onto the ground. His helmet cracked and was blown from his face, revealing his tan skin and shoulder length blonde hair. Had he been alone, he would've lost the fight then and there. His consciousness was fading, but he didn't worry. He knew what was going to happen. As expected a shadow stood over him. A blonde figure dressed in red acted as his shield, glowing with a barrier. Charlotte had come to his defense the moment he had sustained the injuries. Ander had begun healing him. With the magic washing over his wounds, stitching them closed, he rose to his feet. "They will not have to find out. The reason you will fall before us is the same reason Ezekiel did. We have the strength of one another to give us the power we need to overcome our trials. You see, THAT is the true meaning of power. Ezekiel did not understand that when he fought us. You have lost sight of that." Ra stood once again to his full height of 6"4, standing taller than most of his teammates. "Thank you, my friends." He said to Charlotte and Ander. He stepped forward, staring at Cal. "Let me remind you of the wrath of our power. Perhaps then, you will not be so quick to throw away what you have!" Extending his hand, a spray of lightning bolts rained from his palm onto their former ally.
Charlotte had guarded him from the dark magics, but what she could never protect him from was wounds inflicted on his heart by Calxiyn's biting words. She'd insulted his bird suit. You didn't just insult a guy's bird suit! What the hell? A small blue haired man dressed in a devil costume appeared on his shoulder. "That's it. She's goin' down." He cocked his pitch fork as though it were a shotgun. He recognized this man. It was one of the three who had infested his dreams with rants about birds. On his other shoulder, The white haired man fluttered down in an angel costume. "Now now, from above, the wicked shall recieve their just reward." Ra looked between the two. "Isn't there supposed to be a third?" "Listen, there were only two spots for this reference. Stefano got the short stick." "Yeah. I mean, we're not even doing the whole reference. There was supposed to be like this whole back and forth before this point." "Not to mention, do you see a chandelier? We're outside." Ra used suspiciously chandelier shaped Aero. "Yes." " *sigh* Alright we're going back to LvD. Not that it makes any more sense." "Catch ya later Azir." "Farewell." It occurred to Ra he could quite possibly be insane. He wondered who those men were. "Yo! Party members! Can all y'all come over here and like...Cut the chains or somethin' ? They're probably made outta swiss cheese. Everything else seems to be made of nonsensical materials." Beucette called out, hoping she would be freed. Man. If only someone in her group had a keyblade. They could just unlock them through the power of nonsensical starting weapons. "But yeah. If you could do that before the fight, it'd be great. I need exp too, ya know."
As Eigo lay injured on the floor of the cave, A figure materialized above him. The one who had guided him there. He had been sent deep within the world, so he had guided him to the place he would be most able to help. As R stood over Eigo, looking down on him, he knelt near the injured man. "Do not fear. Sapphire has gone to fight this man. He will flee the world, or he will die. There is no defeating someone with the power of kingdom hearts, save the X-blade, yet that falls under her command as well. This man will be defeated or driven from this world." R began to work cast some healing magic on the man in front of him. It wasn't the strongest. He was only versed in the basics of the magic type, but it would help him nonetheless. He thought about the words he had just spoken. They were an absolute truth. Sapphire could not be defeated. Yet, there was a group of rebels attempting to free a mysterious entity known as "the Hero", who could supposedly do just that. He had no idea who or what could possibly have that kind of power. Beuce walked through the streets of Riel, stroking his Jesus beard. After such an out of body experience, he seemed to have a better sense of honing in on current plot points. He walked over, until he finally came across Crybex and Sapphire. Wow. Like, i know Crybex was OP and all, but he had balls to just walk around killing things on Riel. "Yo, Sapphire! I'll help you out if you give me some kind of temporary god buff. Last time i tried to fight someone I did this totally badass combination of attacks, and they just Zhonya's. It was stupid. But yeah, i died. Then i met the Beuce above all and got sent back. I'd really prefer to not die again and you're obviously having some goddessy problems or something. So, we got a couple options here. Either you refuse my offer and...well everything works out fine. You accept my offer and...Once again everything works out fine. Or we just powerplay him to R and watch him fight arguably the strongest protagonist. yeah, Crybex buddy, take it from me. If you want to do the whole "purge the darkness" thing, this is not the place to do it. You kinda lose either way." Zavion listened to Freya and Lexcifur. It wasn't until after Lexcifur said something that she actually noticed his injuries. There was only one thing he could think of that could make her that out of it. "Yeah. I noticed." He said in response to her mind being somewhere else. He could see her heart, he knew exactly what was going on. He didn't quite know what to say about it, so he said nothing about it. "It turns out that there's more going on here than just a rebellion. Some of the people who joined up with this thing are real nutjobs. While i was in my world, a man tried to go on a genocidal massacre. We fought him, and I tried using Shinryu. That's where the injury on my arm came from. He ended up retreating after an intervention from mom. Speaking of...What do you mean 'again'?" Zavion questioned. Had they really been revealed? If so, why wasn't there a bigger fuss over it? Bartholomew returned to Disney Castle, awaiting the next series of events to happen. He now had a grudge against Phantom, and he wanted to make him suffer. Quality post is quality.
The first blows had been struck. Calxiyn had hit them hard with her dark magics, but they'd withstood them and dealt a fair bit of damage to her. Veilan seemed to have taken the worst of the beating. He extended his hand toward the man next to him, and loosed a flow of healing magic to wash over him, healing his injuries. "Hold strong, Veilan. We will overcome this demon, just the same as we did against Orpheus." He turned his attention back toward their enemy. "You are correct. Ezekiel was a fool. Yet, knowing this, you follow in his footsteps. Tell me, 'dragon of hell', which of the two seems more foolish?" Looking over the rest of the group, he saw that they were, for the most part, still standing strong. "Dale, Gaius, Veilan, Therity, keep on the offensive! Give her no quarter! Ander, for the moment, you and I will heal the wounded. Should the level of our injuries change, we will switch out our roles. Charlotte, Thank you. As i am protected, i will ensure we do not fall!" Ra called out orders to the party. Anyone with a mind of tactics knew they were what needed to be done.
The mouse king immediately ordered a chase scene with his guards. As long as they didn't squeak lock her, she was fine. She yelled out in response to the mouse king. "Oh you want to burn me do you? Well two can play at that game! Your mother! Hah! Showed you!" Earning herself the title of honorary grandmaster of comebacks, she began to run from the guards. The chase scene was on. A massive group of mice began running after her. In a very comical fashion, Beucette outran the massive horde of mouse guards, given her speed stat was significantly higher. "Yeah, a full party would be nice! Hurry up an' put yer typin' caps on and get posting! You don't want to lose best girl!"
Beucette looked down at the mouse king. They seemed to be building a fire for the nutcracker. On one hand, they could find their missing teammates, save the nutcracker, and then go and confront the mouse king. It seemed the logical thing to do. it wasn't even really a matter of it would take too long or something. There wasn't really any reason not to go through with that plan. But on the other hand, yolo. Beucette stepped up on the railing of the balcony and leaped off, raising her sword above her head and flailing it around in no particular pattern. Leaping off down into the courtyard, she screamed at the top of her lungs. "LEEEEERROOOOOYYYY JEEENKIIIIIIIIIINS!" And with that, Beucette had successfully fucked the team over unless they won and went down as legends. In which case i should get a reward for being the luckiest dumbass ever.
Calxiyn had mentioned something about a "moon drip ceremony" and instructed Boreal to complete it. No doubt that was how they intended to free the demon. Perhaps that was what had caused the unnatural light from the moon, and what inflicted the curse on the residents of the island. That meant that not only would defeating them stop the demon from being released, but would accomplish their original goal. From beneath his mask, his eyes burned with anger at the girl who had betrayed them. "Have you learned nothing? You seek to become the very person Ezekiel now strives to turn away from! The pursuit of power is not meant to be accomplished through a shortcut! I have seen it before, and it is never worth the price! I have been betrayed again in the mad pursuit of strength. Yet, this time, you have betrayed us all!" Ra beat his staff against the ground, causing a rain of lightning to fly downward from the sky. Ra cast thunder. "That's the spirit!" Beucette said as Clara gained newfound determination. Conveniently enough a bunch of Plot devices fairies came to help them. A large amount of vines hung down, ready for them to grab. Reaching out, Beucette wrapped her fingers around the plant, holding on for the journey to their boss' layer.
pff, look at this guy and his well rounded stats who even does that? Clearly you are supposed to pick one or two stats and completely ignore everything that isn't those. Everyone knows that.
