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Eighteen
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He/Him
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Homosexual
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Red Right Hand
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Post by kurai on Aug 21, 2024 1:41:05 GMT
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THE ONLY WAY OUT IS THROUGH
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Finally, it was time for his plans to come to fruition. Well, his short-term plans at least. Kurai's long-term goals were still quite a ways off. He still had to become strong enough to take on the top players before that could happen. With him only being level 28 it seemed like that day may never come, but if Hikari could do it then so could he! Who would have thought he'd be training to one day take down his sister? [break][break] For now, he had more immediate goals to tend to. All the preparations were complete for Titanomachia to make its debut. Kurai had spent far too long scouring through the buildings of Gothica to find a suitable place for his aspiring guildmates to meet. He had other locations in mind, but they were all either occupied by other guilds or were visited frequently due to important missions. The Victorian city on the other hand had plenty of places to choose from and was relatively barren. The High-Risk area serves to deter most people. [break][break] He'd sent out the invites to each of his prospective guild mates telling them when and where to meet. Upon finding the correct building they'd need to find the hidden door leading to the basement below. A staircase awaited those with the instructions required to proceed. At the end of the staircase was a large waiting area with a long hall stretching off to the immediate left and another one at the back right corner of the room. [break][break] That wasn't the only thing waiting for them however as Kurai was sitting in a folding gymnasium chair. In front of him were enough chairs for all those invited. “Please take a seat. We'll get to things when everyone arrives. Considering what we'll be discussing today it may be best not to introduce yourselves until our talk is over. I hope you all enjoy yourselves.”[break][break] Buffs: Pactkeeper's Tome (+10% MAG), Utopia Bandanna (+20% VIT and WIL. Resistance to Bludgeoning, Piercing, Slashing, and Fire damage)[break] Debuffs: N/A[break] Used: N/A[break] Cooldowns: N/A[break][break] Summary: N/A[break][break] [Enervate]: Targets suffer a -10% debuff to their [PWR] and [SPD] that lasts until cleansed. |
[break] Kurai [break]
Red Right Hand[break] Level: 28[break][break]
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Items:[break] Black Dust[break] Cursed Lash[break] Fashionable Labcoat[break] Glasses Of Seeing[break] How 2 Draw Manga[break] Pactkeeper's Tome[break] Utopia Bandanna (Class)[break][break]
Skills:[break] Corner Peek[break] Corrupted Aegis[break] Demon Horns (Passive)[break] Demonic Tithe[break] Disappearing Act[break] Fear Me![break] Hand Of The Devil
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Aug 24, 2024 12:56:33 GMT
Post by dantalion on Aug 24, 2024 12:56:33 GMT
[nospaces] [Googlefont=Merriweather][Googlefont=Playfair Display] [attr="class","taliimage"] [attr="class","taliimageborder"] Evil crawls through the soul like oil...[BREAK] ...And it burns just the same.
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Sometimes it just wasn't possible to destroy sin without sinning yourself. This was the main thing that Dantalion had to wrestle with as he stalked the streets of Gothica. He had been sent to this cursed world on a holy mission, it was his task to cleanse evil and slay the sinners. However this was a near impossible task on his own and that meant he had to recruit others and it didn't matter how evil they were. If he had to take sin upon himself and die in the end to bring about a better world for those he loved? So be it. His resolve had focused itself upon realising just how deeply he believed in the path laid out before him. [break][break] Which was why he was here in a dark city full of monsters, following a strange invite from a man that summoned demons. The System's death would be the fastest way to destroy the demons and sinners on this world and that meant this proposed idea was the best possible one he could hope for. He stopped in front of a building, eyes taking it in before he reached up and pulled the hood of his armour up and taking on the [Hidden] status. With that done he then found a window to climb up to and into before stealthily making his way downstairs. He didn't trust there wouldn't be some kind of trap even as just a test, one could never tell with sinners. [break][break] With a few moments of searching he found the hidden door leading further down and made sure to close it behind him for any other prospective members before descending down further and into the room where Kurai waited. Tali stood there, effectively invisible, and then walked a slow circle around the man who seemed to be expecting them. For a moment Dantalion's hand twitched as he realised he could kill the demon summoner right now but he was still useful and so Tali walked away and sat down on one of the chairs. [break][break] After taking a moment to compose himself, he crossed one leg over the other and let his [Hidden] status fall away, making it look like he had just appeared in the chair with no signal of his arrival. "Good day to you. I'm sure our discussion here will be... Constructive." He said with a blade-like smile on his face, eyes sharpening under his hood.
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cooldowns Midnight Cavalry Ready [break] Charge The End Ready [break] Trumpet of the Apocalypse Ready [break] Archangel's Blessing Ready [break] Kill Strike Ready [break] Horsemen Cometh as One Ready [break]
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Aug 27, 2024 19:14:28 GMT
Post by Ingrid Karina on Aug 27, 2024 19:14:28 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] So little time at hand and so much less to waste. Behind the wheel of a prismatic spectacle, Ingrid sped through open windows, over deceptively deep puddles, and most importantly away from various creeps and monstrous threats that sought to do her so much harm. Sometimes, Earth-chan’s cruelty was almost mpressive, or moreover, it would have been, if Ingrid wasn’t so often subjected to it.
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Having been to London before, she tried her best to apply her previous bit of knowledge to the labyrinthine streets of Gothica. It ultimately meant next to nothing. Multiple turns had put her further and further behind ‘the goddesses backs’ she would remake, flustered. For now, her lack of direction wasn’t leading her towards her fated gathering. Instead, she was looking for a particular landmark, a statue of one of her heroes. Scoping out all the bridges she could until she came across her all important Westminster bridge.
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One ill-advised step out of her car into the less cold than paranormally chilly city, she made eye contact with what was once a statue of Boadicea and Her Daughters. Prevented beyond recognition into something better fit for a new Gothica. The grinding of Bronze upon stone, meant it was time to return to the Venus Mk.2, and further test how quickly she could accelerate in reverse. She had business to attend to after all.
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Ingrid’s little sightseeing trip was nothing more than a reminder. Elara had introduced her to Kurai and subsequently, she had received an invite. It was a call she was sure to answer. Going into stealth, she drove closer to the ground, searching building after building until she came across the correct one. A indulgent flick of her wrist summoned the prismatic car, forcing her to rely on her stylish trench coat the rest of the way down.
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A series of fold-out chairs and at least one… or two other less flesh-golemy people had led Ingrid to the astute realization that she was exactly where she needed to be. For once she had avoided being late, the real miracle in all of this. Graciously accepting an offered seat with a imperious nod, Ingrid remained silent, for Kurai had the floor.
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Aug 27, 2024 20:54:22 GMT
Post by Morgana on Aug 27, 2024 20:54:22 GMT
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[attr="class","LOUDWRAPPER"][attr="id","charactername"] [attr="class","LOUDHEADER"] Running from the [break] past is a losing game [break] been down this road before, already know this story [attr="class","LOUDPOSTENTRY"]
"Now this is my kind of town." Morgana said to herself, walking through the streets of the area known as Gothica. She hadn't heard of any town in the US looking like this Edgar Allen Poe wet dream, but god, it was perfect! The only thing keeping her from looking into the real estate here was the high risk zone and the lake of a smoke shop. The goth continued to make her way towards the meet up spot, flipping her phone through her fingers as she gazed upon the writing inside. Whoever had sent this really did want to make the best first impression with this type of thing. [break][break]
Would it be worth her time investing resources and energy into seeing about whether or not they could kill Earth-chan? That little nuisance didn't exactly seem like it had a weak point to exploit or anything to really interact with. Yet here she was, eager and ready to throw up the black flag and rebel against the system, now quite literally. But it wasn't like she had anything else better to do with her time now, so why not? Morgana raised her eyes to the roofs as shrouded monsters watched her every move as she walked through the town, eventually stumbling across their prospective home. [break][break]
Standing in front of him were chairs, those uncomfortable shits they made you sit on in high school that her brows furrowed at. The pale woman strode forward while taking in the sights of everyone present. Some weird blonde guy sat in a seat looking like he just stepped out from some fantasy novel and another woman that looked every bit as French as the word "croissant". Standing before them was none other than the man of the hour. The blue haired man that was to be their leader in this rebellion. [break][break]
"My, what a wicked crew we've got." Morgana chided, rolling the metal stud in her tongue around before walking to an empty seat beside Tali. She looked at it for a second before pushing it away with her foot as a rather grating sound was made for everyone. She sighed and then leaned back while taking a posture as if sitting down and fell backwards. Before crashing down onto the ground, Morgana would hover in place in midair, eyes funneled at Kurai in the front. [break][break]
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EXO-EMPRESS
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Post by Faith Ainsworth on Aug 29, 2024 3:44:00 GMT
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MY BELLY BURNS WITH HUNGER
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Riding through the air thanks to the help of her boots. She flew low over the land now known as Gothica. The perpetual doom that seemed to bleed from this place made it seem like the perfect spot for a group that was destined to bring about the end of the world to meet. Seeing a small group of adventurer's slowly being overwhelmed below and hearing a cry for help as they see her going by overhead she'd spin and give them a smile and a wave before he'd find the arm he'd used to try to signal her down missing. And Faith continuing on her way leaving the small band to their fate. [break][break] As she'd continue her lazy trek through the air, she'd slowly start to come down as she'd get a bit closer to their destination. Flying in through one of the top windows and slowly starting to make her way down. Circling down the banister as she'd see a small flash of the person before her walking down towards that secret basement, but nothing more as she'd take a pause, letting this individual have whatever grand entrance they desired before she'd make her own. [break][break] After a few minutes she'd decide they'd had enough time and make her own way down the secret staircase, finally walking in and finding at least two people that she'd recognize. While she knew Kurai would be here, she was a bit surprised to see the girl from her tutorial here. Not that she'd let it show on her face mind you. But was casual enough that she'd offer a small smile and a wave to Kurai before walking over to one of the chairs, spinning it around and sitting on the top of it with her legs resting on the seat. Her eyes scanning the remaining participants and seeing that they certainly had an interesting bunch here so far.
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Exo-Empress[break] Level: 5[break][break]
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Aug 29, 2024 19:15:25 GMT
Post by Xibalba Barakat on Aug 29, 2024 19:15:25 GMT
[nospaces] [googlefont=Inter:400,600|Poppins:300] [attr="id","voice-of-life1"] [attr="class","p15-bar"] Requiem of Blood There were times where Xibalba felt like slipping into his habits, into his old skin; an armor beautifully adorned with blood and soot. It felt so much better and everything seemed less complicated. There were no second thoughts, just one single goal and once done, he simply needed to proceed. But then he’d be reminded of his humanity, of the death and sacrifice he’d endured over the years and remained sane enough to live and die another day. [break][break] So then perhaps this decision was the fall from grace. [break][break] But he would at least hear out a friend. Maybe the only friend that had a chance at survival. If he fell and died in battle, he imagined himself sighing in relief but only so when he had used his life for a good cause. Power used irresponsibly had ways of correcting the world the wrong way, so he was also here to make sure Kurai didn’t go astray either. The old man heard he had accrued quite a sizable crew so he was also curious about them.[break][break] After arriving at the meeting place, Xibalba’s eyes furrowed in annoyance. He was just now reading they’d have to find the secret door to the basement. “ Isn’t that where you usually keep the hostages?!” He screamed at the top of his lungs. It took him a few good hours of dead ends and destroyed old doors before he found one he couldn’t destroy with his strength. He huffed and puffed as he went down the stairs, getting anxious at the silly notion that he was late. [break][break] When he had arrived, he saw everyone who was there. There were some familiar faces and there were some who were strangers. Xibalba sheepishly took the last chair and slumped down, nodding to each one while giving Kurai a grin. “Yo!” He said by way of greeting and his shoulders gave in relaxation. “ I guess the most important member has just arrived. Let’s get the show on the road!” [break][break]
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Sept 3, 2024 19:16:57 GMT
Post by Elara Salisbury on Sept 3, 2024 19:16:57 GMT
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A gurgling groan filled the modest bedroom, a combination of waking yawn and accidentally inhaled salivation. Elara coughed. She didn't remember falling asleep, didn't remember what she'd really done yesterday besides failing a new soufflé recipe and breaking into the cooking sherry just a bit too much. Then there was that smell, acrid with the vaguest undertone of fragrance. She stretched and went to the balcony, lighting up a morning cig. A new-old bad habit, a few weeks old but with history. Eel was late, but she needed to decompress before she began the flurry of getting ready and heading to the meet. It took maybe fifteen minutes to get out the house after that.
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Elara wandered the moody streets of Gothica with a general idea of where to go, occasionally glancing at her map to make sure she wasn't entirely lost. There was also the ever-present danger of the place stealing her attention away from pathfinding. Maddened Earth-made townsfolk screamed and led never-ending witch-hunts while warped creatures of all manner skulked, hulked, stomped and sometimes even dropped. Further into the zone were eldritch things of even less discernable nature. Elara would probably have felt a creative surge at seeing such horrors first-hand, but she was tired, late, and more than a little hung-over. Maybe she'd try to write a little short story when this meeting was over.
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Her own life's short story though was unfolding, Elara already having alerted some screeching winged-thing and being forced into a sprint through Gothica. She climbed and clawed in nearly equal measure, and after nearly an hour of travel found the building in question, only slightly maimed. Another twenty minutes spent exploring the home, staunching fresh wounds, and Elara had found the hidden door. She heaved a great sigh and cleared her throat before descending down the stairs as quietly as she could. She was so damned late, so the least Elara could do was try to not interrupt any current conversation. Hells, it probably seemed like she would be a truant here.
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Despite her temporary Vow of Quiet, Elara made a small noise of discomfort as she came down the last step and exited the stairwell. The freshly bandaged claw marks on her leg squelched the tiniest bit as blood ruined one of her "Adventuring Outfits", which were just the clothes in her wardrobe she didn't mind going to battle in. Black (and red-stained) jeans, a charcoal-grey v-neck with a fresh puncture mark on her abdomen, an oversized black zip-up hoodie that was newly missing the last five inches of a sleeve and showing off friction burns, and of course her now well-worn golden shoes. She gave a little wave and found a place in the last chair, mouthing "sorry" to Kurai and giving a small wave to Ingrid.
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Elara placed the second cig of the day in her mouth but didn't immediately light it- would be rude to smoke around others, but even the taste served as a miniscule comfort for surviving apocalypse. Eyebrows raised slightly she surveyed the room and group as politely as one could try while sizing up new acquaintances. It really took all sorts to consider toppling a deity. Her mouth curved into the slightest tired grin she could muster, patiently awaiting briefing.
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Sept 4, 2024 14:34:16 GMT
Post by diana on Sept 4, 2024 14:34:16 GMT
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[attr="class","malreescroll"] Diana had been warned as she approached the high risk zone by the system itself, letting her know that her level was too low for her to safely traverse the area, but she'd immediately closed the warning once she determined that the system might warn her that it was dangerous, but it wouldn't actually stop her from going in, nor would the system punish her for ignoring its warnings. She'd been invited, and that meant she was coming right in, regardless of the fact that she was still level 1. The high buildings and the ghastly architecture reminded Diana of some Disney movie from years past. Had it been Hunchback? Almost certainly many of the buildings looked like they were inspired by the Notre Dame. Something inside her head rebelled against the ostentatious look, the giants that towered over the streets, the other, bigger beasts that ventured into the darker alleyways to try and trap their prey. Diana was at least smart enough to avoid all of these places, although even as a hunter, she felt as though she instinctively knew where the predators would want to hide in order to ambush their prey. The ravenette was unnerved, and the high risk area wasn't the only reason for it.
[break][break]If she was honest, Diana was really more interested in how this complete stranger even knows about her. She hadn't exactly advertised herself, and knew that as a new player, she might be a good target for getting attacked. So how had he found her? She needed to know, if only to be able to hide herself even better from prying eyes. Her outfit was really rather odd, with very long black hair that hangs down past her waist, along with her left arm completely covered in bandages and a black long jacket, a very open ruby red corset, and black shorts, almost all of it reduced to tatters that barely cover her body. Her black boots clap against the stone streets before she finds the building that her invitation had directed her to. Once inside, she had seen nobody at all, and her eyebrows furrowed with rage at the thought that someone had tricked her into coming to an empty building in the middle of a high risk zone. She still comes inside, since it has started to rain outside, and although she had at one point been quite fond of the rain, she now found it more annoying on her skin. This is when she notices a bit of a change in the room, though she's not sure how she's become aware of it. Diana finds her senses being drawn towards some part of the wall, but it makes no sense to her, since nothing seems all that special about it. She starts dragging her nails along the wall, feeling bored and impatient, when her nails suddenly catch at something, causing her to stop. It's too deep to simply be a split in the wood, as she's able to sink her nails quite deep into the crack. She seems to have found a door, which she finally opens.
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[break][break]"Hmmm. What's this about important members?"
[break][break]Diana walks over to the nearest open chair, drags it back and spins it on one leg to face the opposite way before sitting in it backwards, her legs spread on either side and her arms resting on top of the chair back, giving the other gathered individuals a stare.
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Sept 9, 2024 15:54:51 GMT
Post by kurai on Sept 9, 2024 15:54:51 GMT
As Kurai waited he went over the guest list in his mind. Most would say that Dantalion was an odd choice to ask to join him on this journey. They were very open about their disdain for sin and how they wanted to cleanse the world and all that, but that's why he liked Tali. They were upfront about their ambitions. At the end of this, the two would surely come to odds. He could overlook that little detail for now as long as they could help each other. Strong allies suited both of their goals. He was somewhat surprised when the man appeared out of thin air, but tried his best to hide the slight jump. “I hope so. We've got a lot to talk about.”At first, Kurai wasn't sure about inviting Ingrid to this talk. He couldn't get a good read on the woman during their brief interaction at Ender Island. It wasn't easy to gauge how trustworthy one could be after so little time together. Most of what he knew about her was that she was able to hold her own not only against the creatures swarming the boat but against Rojin's incessant nagging. In the end, it was her relationship with Elara that earned her an invitation. One that he wasn't sure she could accept. When Ingrid arrived he greeted her with a wave as she sat. Speaking of where is Elara? He had expected the two to arrive together. Strange. Morgana's disdain for Earth-Chan and the system made her an obvious choice. It would be silly not to invite her. If he started up the guild without her and she found out later it may cause problems. It was better to have her in on the ground floor. Besides having a witch around could prove beneficial. When she arrived Kurai wasn't surprised that she opted not to use one of the provided chairs. Even if she did she would likely only complain anyway. “One I hope we can fulfill together.”When he met Faith Kurai was almost certain at least one of them would die. Thankfully both of them were still standing. If not for her he likely would never have had the idea to gather like-minded individuals to his cause. With his sister firmly on the side of the system, he thought he'd have to go about the endeavor alone. When she arrived he returned her wave as she sat. After waiting for what seemed like forever Kurai began to get frustrated with how long it was taking for the rest of the group to arrive. He began to tap his fingertips together causing sparks of black and red electricity to shoot out each time they touched. Eventually, he rubbed his hands together and pulled them apart to reveal a strand of similarly colored lightning connecting the two. He then began to play with and create shapes with it like one would a piece of string. When he got tired of waiting Kurai raised his right hand in the air and created a red pentagram on the ground beside him. From it, a knee-high golem seemed to crawl out of the ground before looking up at its summoner with dead glowing eyes. “Vassago go find the stragglers. Make sure they weren't dumb enough to get themselves killed.” The little golem then scuttled its way up the stairs and out into the streets of Gothica. Unfortunately for the dutiful creature, it just missed one of the people it was looking for as Xibalba entered the building after they were out of sight. Although he didn't know Xibalba well Kurai felt he got along well with the man. Their past, as mysterious as it still was to him, was drenched in blood. That experience could come in handy in the future. Despite that, they still seemed like a mostly good person. On the surface at least. Worst comes to worst they were still weak enough to be eliminated easily. He could probably even get Tali to do it for him. The thought crossed his mind as the other man was hours late when they came through the door. Instead of being greeted with a smile and a wave they were met with crackling lightning and a glare that could pierce through stone. "You're late."By the time Elara arrived Kurai had mostly calmed down, but was still playing with the electricity coursing over his hands. When she pulled out a cigarette a spark flew from the tip of his fingertip to light it for her. She was the person he knew the longest in the group, but they'd still only done a couple of missions together. She always managed to find a way to get herself hurt though. "So what did it this time?"Kurai knew surprisingly little about the people he was about to plot deicide with. That was no more apparent than when a woman he didn't even know walked through the door. If Faith hadn't prepared him for Diana's arrival she likely wouldn't have survived walking through the door. Once she sat down he let the electricity coating his hands fizzle out before he waved to her. “Don't worry about him. Xi hasn't met everyone yet.”Shortly after Vassago came back through the door after completely missing everyone it was searching for. It tried at least... Kurai motioned it over and leaned over to whisper something to the golem. It responded with a loud BAH! before making its way back through the door to follow its new orders. “Alright. Last chance to walk away before you know too much. Anyone who decides to leave after now will be dealt with accordingly. If you intend to stay then introduce yourselves.”dantalion Ingrid Karina Morgana Faith Ainsworth Xibalba Barakat Elara Salisbury diana
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