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Post by Health on Dec 2, 2005 23:09:40 GMT -5
"Well consitering that Apocalypse could kill us all at anything, I think we can manage," Magzie said rolling her eyes.
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Post by Nightshadow on Dec 2, 2005 23:10:40 GMT -5
"I thought you were his right had...woman." Hannah said coolly, still not dropping her guard. "What's makin' you change your mind?"
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Post by Health on Dec 2, 2005 23:12:46 GMT -5
"I'm bored of him, he's losing the battle, and I'm tired of going outside and people trying to kill me," Magzie shrugged, "Any other reasons to take out a fake god."
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Post by Nightshadow on Dec 2, 2005 23:15:07 GMT -5
"Good points." Hannah said, dropping her sword to her side. She glanced around at the bodies of both friend and foe that surrounded them both. No matter how long she had been General, it still got to her sometimes, the bodies.
((I thought u were gonna let me kill Hannah....))
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Post by raphael on Dec 3, 2005 0:59:17 GMT -5
The deamon's attention was drawn elsewhere, it was not that important to him that these people get thier hands on the body, but more so that the enemy did not do so. He returned his attention to the one who had killed Iris.
"come let us see the extent of your skills, let us see if you can beat the lord of battles..."
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Post by Negate/Alex Knight on Dec 3, 2005 14:44:00 GMT -5
Doors open all around Famine but he was not in the least worried about a few gateways . Famine watched as a small group of beings in rode circled around the gery stiff corpse of Iris. Famine smiled as he know even tho he did not see her die in his hands, thats she had dead by his. The man the pulled Famine off of Iris turned and shouted at him, this time challenging him to a test of skills. " tsk tsk, brut over brains" Famine waved a finger back and forth infront of his face, " Whats a lord...without his queen" Famine answered back. Who did this guy think he was, Alex was a horseman of the great Apocalypse. He couldn't be harmed by ones flesh or bones, he would suck them dry at a signal touch of his skin. They dont call him Famine for nothing, and if Raphael attacked with arms it would pass through Famine now psychic negative energy form. Famine stood unworried of what Raphael had planned to do, what could he do. Let us see how the lord of battles does in a fight when he has already lost the prize.
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Post by Health on Dec 3, 2005 16:07:26 GMT -5
"No, no, no, no," Iris said floating around Raphael and Famine, "Stop it don't fight! You have to stop this they'll both be killed!" Iris said to the Fates, "Have I ever asked for anything, I took the Master of the Thread of Time and Space without question, did the duties, and protected this place time and again. So for once may I ask for a favor that you don't cut my thread!" she cried to them, begging to live.
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Post by raphael on Dec 3, 2005 17:39:48 GMT -5
The deamon that was now Raphael just smiled, he was an etherreal ressonance, but had a physical cast, he would be surprised to see what he could do as well. He had been bred out of Raphael's hatred, deep down been borne for the purpose of ending the earth. When Raphael found his purpose he burried the beast, not wanting him to be free, but when Iris had died, Raphael could be no more. The Physical form of the deamon was too great to contain in the body of a mere mortal, The deamon's form was fading, and the crumpled body of Raphael lay on the ground below the great form of the beast. The twisted piece of rebar still in Raphael's leg.
The beast however was still phasing in and out of reality, he was there and not there at the same time, as if he were let loose on the world, but could not tenatively keep his hold. "If I cannot destroy you monster, then mayhaps I can occupy you to eternity at the gates of hell..." The great deamon began to laugh as he charged famine.
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Post by Health on Dec 3, 2005 17:43:36 GMT -5
((Random song post!))
"Oh Raphael," Iris said her soul sitting next to his crumpled form, longong to hold him but couldn't, "Please," she said to the Fates again.
find me here and speak to me I want to feel you I need to hear you you are the light that's leading me to the place where I find peace again
you are the strength that keeps me walking you are the hope that keeps me trusting you are the life to my soul you are my purpose you're everything
and how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you would you tell me how could it be any better than this yeah
you calm the storms and you give me rest you hold me in your hands you won't let me fall you still my heart and you take my breath away would you take me in take me deeper now
and how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you would you tell me how could it be any better than this
and how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you would you tell me how could it be any better than this
cause you're all I want you're all I need you're everything everything
you're all I want you're all I need you're everything everything
you're all I want you're all I need you're everything everything
you're all I want you're all I need you're everything everything
and how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you would you tell me how could it be any better than this
and how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you would you tell me how could it be any better than this would you tell me how could it be any better than this
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Post by raphael on Dec 3, 2005 17:52:39 GMT -5
Raphael's breath was ragged, not quite dead, but not close to walking away from it. His age had returned to him, hsi scars and tattoos now covered his body in the manner they should have. Even in death's grip he looked like a hard man, his stare hard and cold, a scowel on his face. Somethign precious had been taken from him. He struggled, unable to move his leg or left arm. He managed to sit up, to see what was happening, to see Apocolypse standing near by, laughing, to see his loves murderer challenging the great deamon who had resided within him. Raphael summoned all of his strength, he gritted his teeth. He stood, his head bobbing and his stance unsteady. His left eye was closed, a cut above his brow was bleeding into the eye. His left arm hung limp at his side, and the piece of rebar stuck out jaggedly.
"I am not through with you Apocoplypse, this is your fault, and I will have your head." Raphael caoughed violently, it was growing difficult to breathe and his body hurt everywhere.
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Post by Health on Dec 3, 2005 18:18:53 GMT -5
"Stop him he's going to get himself killed!" Iris yelled trying to stop him herself but only to have Raphael pass through her.
"Don't worry deary I got the lad," the plump woman with the twirling staff said stepping in from of Raphael and blocking him with her staff, "Not a step farther laddie, your lady doesn't want you to go killin yourself."
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Post by raphael on Dec 3, 2005 20:19:06 GMT -5
Raphael stared past the woman, as if he had not seen her. The deamon had finally left Raphael and was losing his hold on reality, before it flashed one final time and vanished. Raphael stared hard at the man who had slain Iris, "Famine..." he yelled. Raphael coughed again, he was indeed dying, the taste of blood fresh in his mouth. He would not stop, he would die if he had to, but life was no longer worth living if Iris was dead.
"You have taken everything from me..."
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Post by Negate/Alex Knight on Dec 3, 2005 22:31:51 GMT -5
Famine stood unflinching as deamon lunged at him from the corpse like Raphael. Raphael laid still on the ground, as if trying to save what remained of his strength for another fight. The great beast cursed out at Famine, calling him a monster. Famines eyes widen at the fact he was referred to as a monster, do you call the mighty winds that breath life into the earth a monster, just because it loses it temper at times. Would you belittle the calm seas for eating those the fill it with liquid death. Famine was just another force of nature that had lived in this world, but was hidden under a layer of lies. If you wanted life then you most except death. The dark force still advanced towards his deathly pale form, as Famine watched the creature fade in and out of view. A large dark mist began to seep out of Famines back as is head went limp, the mist swirl about his face down head. Soon the true voice of Famine would be shown, a large raven creeped out of the forming mist. The bird of death lumped over the ghastly Alex, whom did not speak a word. The birds great white eyes began to glow like stars, as Alex lifted his head with a jerk. The whole time of the war famine was killing the earth, wilting its soul to its last breath. But just as Famine was reaching for his enemy, he vanished, only for Famines eyes to see another standing to face him. The weak Raphael awake from what was saw as his eternal rest. < Famine > he shouted, spitting up blood at the smiling Famine ,as he yelled. < You have taken everything from me > he continued to remark, Famine just watched, his eyes waiting for Raphael to fall in a pool of his own blood. Even if not by Famines hand , Raphael death would still be worth seeing. " death is only the beginning " a deep twisted voice stormed out in reply.
The sisters once cheerful smiles were washed off their faces, to make room for what needed to be done. The sisters listened to Iris prays, watched her swipe around the ongoing battle among the two. Iris pleads would not fall on deaf ears,the three rose from under the safety of the older woman dress. The wearers of the robes of time and space broke from around Iris. The small child walked side by side towards the sleeping keeper, the others moved without a signal word from the Fates. Circled around the remains of the fallen, in a triangle they stood, hands forced into the air and pressed against that of each other. The Fates where not one to be taken lightly, their power over ones life itself would scared the most brave of hearts.
(( sorry it took so long for me to post...i had stuff to deal with today sorry guys..))
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Post by raphael on Dec 3, 2005 22:39:45 GMT -5
"Everything dies...even you will meet an end." Raphael was still ragged, but his modefications, all the ones that had been surgical still remained. He had the strength and the power to challenge Famine, even if he did not necessarily have the ability seeing as his life blood was spilling out. He staggered forewards, not faltering in his step.
"I shall never falter in my step, nor shall I ever lay down my arms while those who have taken away my Iris still walk this earth. I am borne of wrath, and I shall set my vengence upon thee..." Raphael still staggering forewards, the actions becoming less rigid, almost as if having a purpose might heal his wounds, it didn't, but that did not stop him from pacing forewards. Raphael was strong, his will was great, he may have lost his will to live, but someone would pay for taking Iris away from him.
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Post by Eirik on Dec 3, 2005 23:37:58 GMT -5
Doyle's face twisted in anger as he received no answers and Eliza continued to be silly. A tendril lashed out at her and pushed her hand away as two others lifted him into th air a foot so he was held a few feet above her. He looked down at her. Doyle's gaze soften a little as the frustration vented for one reason or another but Doyle was still very disoriented. A tendril reached to lift Eliza up towards him. "Where am I child?" Doyle asked her as nice as he could.
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Post by Nightshadow on Dec 3, 2005 23:46:53 GMT -5
((I've never killed a character before. I wanna kill Hannah! *nods in determination*))
Hannah turned her back on Magzie and sped off into the thick of the battle, leaving a trail of bodies in her destructive wake. There was no way she could survive this battle, so she might as well go down fighting.
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Post by Midnight on Dec 4, 2005 11:08:19 GMT -5
Finally getting up from her crouched position on the ground, X23's eyes started to clear as she gazed around the battlefield. She saw strange things, doorways scattering the place and people standing about in robes, certainly not reinforcements. And in the circle of them, she saw the body of Weaver, the Master of Time and Space, wilted by Famine's touch until she was almost unrecognizable. The hope that had been with her seeped away. No Weaver, no doorway to another world, and no end of this war until the greatly diminished band of rebels died. But walking away now would not save her child. The earth itself would wither beneath Famine's touch, and all would die. They said it was so that it could be reborn again, but she did not believe it could be. It would turn the earth into another useless planet floating around the Sun until in thousands of years, it went supernova and spelled the end for the solar system.
X23 walked slowly towards Iris, keeping an eye on Famine, watching a raven form, and she could tell it was part of him. She crouched at Weaver's side, stroaking the woman's hair back, then looked up that these people who could not possibly be normal. "I have a request," she said. "If we cannot live, if we cannot win, then can you please take my child to safety?" Her voice never faltered, her face remained expresionless, but her eyes were filled with sadness. She believed that since these people showed no interest in helping the rebels, there had to be somewhere safe from Apocolypse's touch, somewhere that she could send her child. With Alex gone, X23 did not want to leave her offspring to be alone when the world came to an end.
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Post by Health on Dec 4, 2005 14:04:49 GMT -5
Iris watched as the Fates circled around her body. She felt warmth coming from them that warmed her own soul. Iris felt herself being drawn back to her body and cried with happiness as she was back inside. She felt her heart begin to beat, her vitals become strong, her body healing itself. Most importantly she was alive.
Iris gave out a raspy breath, her eyes shot open and she began to shake. She was so cold, she tried to sit up but only fell back down. But she was alive, thanks to the Fates.
"Hello Laura," she managed to gasp as the woman stroked her hair, "So are we opening a doorway or not?" she asked the coloring coming back to her face.
"Doi, yah were one of Apocalypse's minions, Death or somethin. And yah currently in ah battle were either he's gonna win and kill of tha earth or the queen wins and everyone dances and is happy," Eliza said lifting herself out of Doyle's hold. She froze for a moment as the cramping sensation passed through her body as she felt someone in dire pain, but did not want to die, "Cuse me," she said taking off.
"Hey wait up!" Magzie grinned taking off after Hannah her sword drawn she flew past the General and stopped in front of Apocalypse, "Oy Apocalypse, I quit!" she yelled to him and threw her sword at his throat. He gurgled in anger as the sword hit, but it would take more to kill this guy.
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Post by Nightshadow on Dec 4, 2005 14:09:34 GMT -5
Hannah almost smirked at this attempt to hurt Apocalypse, slightly amused. She sliced one man in half at the waist, turning back to Magzie. "Did you have a plan?" The General asked, slicing another one.
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Post by Health on Dec 4, 2005 14:16:12 GMT -5
"Do I look like the type of person to have a plan?" Magzie asked dodging an energy beam, "You're the General you're the one that's suppose to pull one out of your ass!"
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