Revelation

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[size=1][color=#B2566B]Worse? Oh, my dear Jamie, you're putting yourself below the bar. That is nonsense, nonsense, I tell you. In fact, it was quite an interesting chapter to read, considering we've actually struck a match and lit the cold man we knew to be Xion. It seems there's some unresolved matters between the two, ne? And to add to that, who could this mysterious person be? And what does he want with Sakura? Revenge? Play? Bait? I guess I'll sit and wait. By the way, I was glad to see some development between the two characters, I hope to see more.[/size][/color]

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[size=1][color=#B2566B]What's this? What's this? Alan and Xion beginning to have a heated moment? Oh what "good things" can come of it... XD. I can't wait for that big battle scene, Trevor. I'm just aching to take a gander at what's next. [quote name=' ME!][size=1][color=#B2566B]Sounds a lot like 'Zeke, alright. I can just imagine her grasping that crowbar and slamming it down, trying to release some tension.[/size'][/color][/quote] [quote name='Ezekiel][COLOR=#f8322d][SIZE=1]Ahaha, what makes you say that >_> *cough*[/size'][/color][/quote] Well, I?m not entirely sure what makes me say that. It could be because that I always think up something strange, I mean that is the way I am. But then again, I just could see you walking down the street with a crowbar hanging on your back and when someone begins to, for a lack of a better term, piss you off, you just grab that item of yours and just slam it against something nearby, frightening the not-so-poor soul. Haha :sweat:, I guess I?m just strange like that. Back to Trevor's wonderful smorgasbord. I've got to say, this was a bit more character distinction between Alan and Xion. And does it seem like in, almost, everything Jamie's carrying a mug filled with coffee? Or is it just me? XD.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]I?m glad to see that Firespark is in the Inn. Of course, I?d sign up though I wanted to be Black Ops, I guess I?ll have to suffice with being part of the Theocracy. [B]Name-[/B] Raijin though often he is referred to as Ray (informally). Only to his older twin brother, Fuujin, is he known as Little Ray or Little 'Jin. [B]Age-[/B] 32 [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Rank-[/B] Lieutenant Colonel [B]Weapons-[/B] As a Lieutenant Colonel, Ray carries around a Compact Assault Rifle that has a bayonet. He also carries with him a registered semi-automatic pistol, which is placed on his right. [B]Appearance-[/B] [B]Personality-[/B] As a Lieutenant of the Theocratic Army, Raijin must uphold a loyal and responsible appearance. [B]Short Bio-[/B] It had been years since Raijin left his home, such turmoil has erupted all around and yet it is he who tries to bring peace and order. Sorry, I?m having some sort of Writer?s Block. I?ll finish it tonight, by latest tomorrow.[/size][/color]

[quote name='Unborn Lord Xion][COLOR=SlateGray][SIZE=1']The asphalt cracked beneath the cold iron of the crowbar as it landed not an inch from Aizen's skull. Ezekiel smirked at the flicker of fear that appeared briefly in his eyes. She raised it again, slinging the end over her shoulder but leaving her muscles tensed so she could repeat the force again if necessary.[/color][/quote][/size] [size=1][color=#B2566B]Sounds a lot like 'Zeke, alright. I can just imagine her grasping that crowbar and slamming it down, trying to release some tension. I've got to say, it's good, it's good. Characters have more character in them and the fact that Aizen is part of the Masked Gang is just... surprising. I would've never thought that he was with them but then again, he did always have that evil streak in him, even though it never showed. Awaiting the next chapter.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]Keyblade, I must say that your avatar and banner both coincide with your name, considering the fact that Sora was dubbed Keyblade Wielder. I enjoy the background style of your avatar/banner set and the colors but I can't seem to distinguish a lot of the tone. It's a bit dark toned, but then again it may have been set that way. I don't know. Overall: 8/10.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]I'd have to say this is a grand idea. I personally would be thrilled with the idea of having Firespark as an RP, even if the Black Ops weren't in it. Oh, how ideas can be strewn together through a series of events. You must go forth with this idea. I am absolutely enticed by the idea and will be joining. ^_^[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]I'm really enjoying your works, Jamie. The pirate is quite well drawn. I am most pleased to say that I envy you, as I do always. I mean, there aren't many people who have the skill to create such creativity in their drawings and whatnot, as well as turning them into digital graphics. Kudos, Jamie, kudos.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]I keep reading and you keep delivering excellent work, Trevor. I must say though, I have to agree with the former, there isn't enough character development when it comes to our heroes. It seems as if there's more antagonist development, wouldn't you say? But I'm sure you'll bring about more development in everyone. You're doing wonderfully, I just wish I could say the same for myself. Well, on with the show.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]That was something that I didn't see, I mean Ikillion was evil all this time? That was a complete and utter surprise! But poor Captain Blayze; he lost all of his friends and in the end walked off with his best friend's body in his arms. It was a beautiful ending to a beautiful beginning, cheers. Yay I got a cameo! Short, but still awesome! I was a TERRORIST! MOAHAHA! Asians will rule the world! *cough cough* Anyways, I am happy to say that I enjoyed this story much, your writing is exquisite and unique. I love the way you are able to mold your story and create something so vivid, it feels as if it's almost real. It must be why I enjoy reading your sign-ups as well ^_^, once again, cheers. I'll be watching for a Sequel... that is if you do one.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B][B]Name-[/B] Michael [B]Gender-[/B] Masculine [B]Side-[/B] Angel of War [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/3414/michael2wc.jpg]Michael[/URL] [B]Fighting Style-[/B] In his right hand is the flaming Sword of Truth and in his left is a blazing gauntlet. These two weapons are used in Michael?s charge into battle, for the only style of fighting he has come to know is of power. [IN HIATUS] [B]Personality-[/B] Ranked as the greatest of all Angels, Michael has a sense of power about him. He believes that Heaven is an orderly and holy place where God?s laws are law and nothing more, though he is nothing like most Angels, in fact, he is an Angel who seems to act more like a Demon than his own side. He is the Angel of War filled with violence connected to a short fuse holding a love for destruction and a love for fighting until the downfall. He is temperamental and known to have fits of rage when anyone mentions his relationship with Raphael, a friendship lost when she followed Belial, the Prince of Lies, or when they mention the large scar he bears on his face that starts from the edge of his forehead in a diagonal to his left cheekbone. Michael believes that Heaven is an orderly and holy place where God rules, where His laws are law and nothing more, and those who defy Him must suffer the consequences and his wrath, especially those who side with the Demons. [B]Writing Sample-[/B] Long ago, in the ages of peace, there had been order in Heaven. The meaning of a Grigori was unheard of, the name of Satan was never uttered, nor was the descent to Hell, in fact Hell was unknown of when there was peace and order in Heaven. In those times, God had just begun His creation of mankind, helping them to move along in the right path towards righteousness, justice, and understanding. He had created His hierarchy of Angels to govern the skies and help the order on Earth; He had created the laws given to mankind to follow. He was known as the Creator and Father of Earth. Standing behind Him were the Archangels, to His left was His Son, Christ, and to his right was Lucifer, the most beloved Angel in Heaven. But soon enough, Lucifer began to become consumed by wanting power, desiring all that God possessed and more. He began to become the very thing that we all thought was impossible, he had begun to fall and in the end, he rebelled against our Father, and thus was thrown out of Heaven to the pits of Hell, along with him were other Angels who were dear to the Creator. In the present time, we have just received news of another Grigori, a fallen angel, and a risen demon. This Angel that fell to Earth goes by the name Raphael, a creature covered in beauty from head to toe, filled with the most innermost magnificence next to Lucifer and God. She followed Belial, a high-ranking demon in Lucifer?s hierarchy. These two have made it their own to live on Earth and to turn their backs on their own. Since the downfall of Lucifer, I, Michael, have risen to the title of greatest of Angels, standing on the right of God. It is my duty to destroy those who defy Him and to bring vengeance to our laws. [center]+ + + + +[/center] [B]?So it?s begun.?[/B] Michael watched from the Heavens, looking down on one particular area occupied by Grigori, Demons, and Nephilim. He was disgusted but at the same time, he was saddened for among them was an Angel who was the most beautiful in all of Heaven, no one could?ve compared to her beauty except Lucifer. She was a gorgeous creature and a dear friend but she had chosen to follow Belial, the Prince of Lies, Flattery, and all that is ungodly. [B]?What will we do? What will [i]I[/i] do? I cannot bear to see you with him; it hurts to know that I must be the one who must bring swift vengeance on those who defy the Lord. It must be done, though, it must be that way.?[/B] Filled with sorrow, Michael turned away from the scene that was gruesome and disgusting. He walked from his spot and went to congregate with the other Archangels, wondering what their thoughts were for they would be the ones who would do God?s will. But how could they? A dear friend and companion of theirs walks among the filth below, what were they to do? [B]?There has to be another way!?[/B] The quiet and composed Archangel, Uriel, had spoken out, surprising everyone as they sat at the table set before them. [B]?There must be another way.?[/B] She was the other female amongst the seven archangels, which now became six. All looked to each other with sorrow in their eyes, several trying to keep their composure but others wanting to break away from everything and run off. Raquel looked to her [/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B][B]Name-[/B] Revel Kwon, but occasionally called Revvy, even though it annoys her. [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Age-[/B] 17 [B]Country-[/B] New Zealand [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img105.imageshack.us/img105/8167/aspen1ds.jpg]Revel Surfing[/URL]- Living in areas where the most abundant natural source was water, Revel had become acquainted with it. She stands at five feet eight inches with a beautiful tanned body, showing definitions of muscles on it. Her hair is a beautiful black that always glistens in the sun due to her time in the water. She prefers to wear both guys? and girls? clothing, considering it?s comfortable. Her favorite style of clothing is guys? white and gray boardshorts, knitted white long-sleeve shirt worn underneath a black tee. [B]Personality-[/B] Generally the element of water is naturally peaceful and gentle, but Revel come off nothing like the stereotypical personality her element is known to be. She is like the different bodies of water, taking upon herself a different attitude and motive into different situations. Like the raging river, Revel can be fierce and enduring, never letting her guard down. She pushes herself to finish and to move like the river, flowing freely to wherever it is she?s supposed to go. Then, she can be like the placid lakes, calm and tranquil with a touch of kindness, though the depth of her kindhearted personality can only go so far for lakes can never stay undisturbed. Through the eyes of others, Revel is a reserved person, taking in everything around and allowing nature to surround her, she is a fiery character who has an open mind about everything and treats others fairly and equally, never underestimating anyone. Though one can say that Revel is quite the unpredictable person, never going with the flow, but with her as a friend, one can never be afraid to do what they will, like the water does what it wills. [B]Sphere-[/B] Water Sphere [B]Powers-[/B] Deriving her powers from the Sphere of Water, Revel has the ability to control water to a certain extent. By nature, she is already an amazing swimmer but with the addition of the Sphere, she has become an exceptional swimmer, being able to hold her breath underwater for short periods of time that is longer than the average person. She also has the skill to maneuvering small sections of water, such as puddles or droplets of rain, to act as weapons, small shields, and whatnot and even to create small blasts of water from the moisture in the air. Being a native to areas embodied by water, Revel understands the functions of its ways, its forms, and itself as a whole. She understands the connection between the moon and the ocean, the sun and the rivers, and so much more. She also understands the myth of water having healing components, an ability which she has yet to master for she can only heal small wounds as well as help a simple cold. Adding to this, Revel has become intimate with the night, for it is the opposite of the source of Fire. Overall, there is little that Revel can do but throughout time, she will become a magnificent wielder of the Water Sphere, using water as a catalyst, a weapon, and much more. [B]Weapon-[/B] Carried with her is a whip that moves like the water, either gently grasping an object or roughly lashing against the flesh. Near the end of the handle of the whip is an opening which allows water to enter, which then allows Revel to cover the whip with water, making it even harder for her opponents to defend themselves from it. [B]Bio/Snippet-[/B] The waves began to swell up as Revel began to ride against it, carving the inside of the swell with intricate surfing tricks, until she came out of the other side victorious, listening to the crowd cheer greatly for her. It came time for the judges to add up the scores and announce the official winner of the entire New Plymouth Surfing Tournament. The announcer stepped up, [B]?And the winner of this competition is...?[/B] There was great anticipation waiting to hear the winner of the New Plymouth Surfing Tournament. [B]?Revel Kwon!?[/B] The crowd cheered once more for her, her mother running up to her with open arms, her friends and few relatives right behind her, laughing and cheering. [B]?C?mon kiddo, we?re buyin? ya lunch.?[/B] A smile ran on her face, knowing that her stomach had been growling for the past hour or so. Her grandfather had that way about him. He was one of the most generous persons that she had ever met and yet he never asked for anything back. [B]?Ya deserve it.?[/B] The family had gone out to a local restaurant owned by one of her mother?s friends. There was a great clamor once everyone got to talking, especially about Revel and her surfing. It was one of the things that she loved to do, starting at the age of four up to the present time, and it was something that she lived with but it wasn?t the only sport she held an interest in. She was also an avid skateboarder, snowboarder, swimmer, in-line skater, you name it, she?s probably done it or is doing it at the moment. She was an active girl who loved the outdoors just as much as the next kid on the block, in fact she was probably one of the few girls who ever stepped out of their homes to go out to the beach to surf and not to tan or ?scope out the boys,? as some of her friends would say. At that moment, her friends had walked in and joined the family, Carla being the first to sit down and start up a conversation about boys, as usual. Revel wasn?t what you would call popular, but she knew people and people knew her, it had always been that way, even when she was a baby. She always loved to be around people but it had gotten difficult for her to even step out of the house without someone consoling her for the loss of her father. She hated every moment that they spent talking about him, not even thinking how it affected her, but once she got out to sea, she let everything float away. After dinner, Revel and her friends walked around a bit before, New Plymouth wasn?t big but it wasn?t small but it was filled with tourists. [B]?These yanks need to go somewhere else. They?re taking up my air,?[/B] would have been something her father used to say, even though he enjoyed meeting people that wasn?t from Australia or New Zealand. At the end of the day, Revel bid her friends goodbye and decided to go out for another ride. Revel was known to be particularly eccentric, considering she was an only child and her parents had wanted her to have the freedom that their parents never really gave them. She has a capricious way about her, something was always changing within her that willed her to do so many things, yet she still remembered the one thing that she did it for- her father. Many believed that this was her way of dealing with her father?s death, either by forgetting his death or by replacing his death with her activities, but those close to her knew that her father was the one who wanted Revel to be strong in life and to remember that no one leaves the earth without touching at least one heart and to also keep doing what she did best, even if it meant going against what she was taught.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]The sounds of fighting echoed throughout the room, it was a sweet resonance that was welcomed within the almost silent area occupied by Wyatt and Mirichai, the two leaders of the Traitors. They had been studying the Twilight Spear for, what seemed like, ages, trying to decipher the cryptic weapon, flipping through pages of books and loose papers. The once empty table had now become a clustered mountainous ground that held its content from falling. Both leaders began to tire themselves from understanding this complex thing of an object. Often Wyatt looked to the screen, watching the Guardians of Light fight against the Traitors. There was a twinkle in his eyes that indicated how he wished to be there, fighting alongside the Traitors, delivering blows so deadly and fatal, but he had to stay within the room where he dwelled at the moment, cringingly unraveling this puzzling piece, the piece that would bring justice. Sighing, as usual, Wyatt went about his original duty and sifted through the pages. He threw the book into the ?Empty? pile, which was piling high and nearly toppling over each other, and picked up one from the ?Yet to Check?. There was a strange feeling when he picked up this raggedy book, its outside tattered in dark leather, its binding made out of some sort of string, and the insides nearly ripped and horribly placed. [B]?What a strange little book.?[/B] Wyatt checked it all around, wondering if it was misplaced, but saw that there had been no indications of its misgiving feature. Mirichai merely looked up to see Wyatt so enthralled by this nasty looking book. [B]?Its contents are unlike the others, it?s almost as if I?ve seen it before. Have you??[/B] His counterpart shrugged but after taking it into his hands, he, too, felt a rush of an unknown broadening power. Wyatt, saw this in his eyes. [B]?Bizarre, isn?t it, how an object like that can make you wonder??[/B] Handing the book back to Wyatt, Mirichai went back to sifting through the papers. [B]?Let?s just hope that it gives us some information.? Nodding, Wyatt held the tattered book in his hands for a moment, examining the words written on the front. It was written in the ancient language, a language spoken by the eldest ascenders of the Guardians. Luckily, Wyatt had dabbled in learning the language more than enough to distinguish and even speak it fluently. He questioned the words, which read: The Spear of Destiny, but upon opening the book, right before his eyes was the very image that he had hoped to find, the image of the Twilight Spear. Sorry for not posting sooner, Blayze. This won't happen again.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]Whoa! Wowzers, I didn't even know I was in this story until you put up that Cast List! I'm so happy ^_^! But... why the name Change? Anywhozits, I'm glad to see that you got another chapter up, I should be writing in mine as well but I'm a bit lazy XP. Keep up the work and I can't wait to know who this mysterious man is.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]K.O.! It was a good chapter, I mean since after the killings. We can see that there's a bit of detest within Seraphim about Xion, Xion's a bit egotistical (if you ask me), and Ezekiel's an alcoholic, and you know how we like our Alcoholics XP. No, but really, I agree with JJ. There's character development and violence coming from Seraphim (W00T W00T!) Yeah, but anyways, can't wait for the next chapter.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]Wow, it took me long enough to get myself to get back to reading, XD. Anyways, this chapter seemed a bit, I don't know. Maybe it's just me, considering I'm tired and I just got back from school in this damned 60 MPH wind. Let's review, shall we? Good: Action, action, action. I love it. I love that you have psychotically deranged once-was-humans-but-now-are-monsters Marauders. They actually liven it up, not that it needs livening up. Okey, so I'm an idiot, yes. Anyways, the Not-So-Good: I rushed. I'm an idiot and I didn't have enough time to process what I read, which will probably make what I'm writing sound extremely stupid. I think it was rushed and people just died quickly. Overall, it was good but the deaths seemed hurried. On with the show then.[/size][/color]

Sitting in front of Naruto were piles of Cup Ramen as he sat in the Ramen Shop with onlookers watching him as he ate, furiously slurping at the Ramen like a beast. Everyone had known him to have an affinity for Ramen but they had begun to worry for the reason that Naruto rarely ate as much as he had at that moment; even the owner began to worry for the look on Naruto?s face was also plagued by something else. The thud of his bowl echoed throughout the silent shop as he wiped his lips clean with his sleeve. His thoughts ran wild like ravaging wolves in the forest, hungry for answers and reasons. He was caught within the crossfire of the Chuunin Exams and where it was held. There had been rumors, mere rumors, that fled about the villages but to hear the news that he had was something he couldn?t stomach and had to wash it down with something else. [i]?Naze? Naze?[/i] [B]NAZE?!?[/B] The entirety of the shop turned to him now, even passersby stopped to wonder. [B]?Why do I have to give them up? Why do I have to put them through all of that? Why? Why? WHY?!?[/B] With a sigh, Naruto paid the Ramen Shop owner and left with his hands dug into his pockets. On his way, he was stopped by Konohamaru, but he still went on. His prodigy ?student? kept badgering him with a smile on his face, it wasn?t something that Naruto needed and instead, he walked away, leaving Konohamaru behind scratching his head in question. After some time, Naruto came to a small forest within the Village, the very same place he had trained to use Kage Bunshin no Jutsu, a forbidden Jutsu in the Hidden Leaf Village. Memories began to flood him as he became surrounded by the sounds and movement of the forest. Thoughts of him being manipulated by Mizuki to steal the Scroll of Seals, of him believing Iruka was dead, and him performing the Forbidden Jutsu, which soon became his signature move, Kage Bunshin no Jutsu. There was much that happened in the forest, something he would never want to impose on his Genin students. Slowly his furiousness began to overwhelm him but then the remembrance of Kakashi and the ninjas that died to save Konoha swept it away and it was that memory that he wanted to impress upon his Genin. [B]?Iie, I can?t give up now. We have so much to do and I have so much to teach.?[/B] Cracking his knuckles, Naruto began to walk back out of the forest, [B]?I?ll be the best damn Jounin they know and I?ll make sure they pass the Chuunin exams or else my name isn?t Uzumaki Naruto, future Hokage.?[/B]

[size=1][color=#B2566B][B]Screenname-[/B] [See Bolded in Writing Piece] [B]Appearance-[/B] [In Hiatus] [B]Personality-[/B] [See Writing Piece] [B]Weapons-[/B] [See Writing Piece] [B]Writing Piece-[/B] The Genesis will be followed by The Exodus, The Psalms and Proverbs, concluding with [B]The Revelation[/B]. These five beings will be known as protectors of Earth, created to destroy all life forms though to be destructive in the path of reconstruction. They will be feared by all, worshipped by some, but challenged by many. These machines of power will harbor none of the emotional or mental attributes; they will carry great strength, amazing speed and agility, and extraordinary stamina. Four will achieve one out of four physical traits while one will exceed in all, calling him the Supreme Weapon of Mass Destruction. Not only will they be known as this but they will make all others obsolete, creating a new Era for the coming days. Throughout their training, these super beings have been given many physical attributes and stats. They will each have their own weapons and skills but have equality in statistics; nothing shall compare to it and nothing shall advance it. The Genesis will have all- strength, speed and agility, and stamina but prefer to prove herself in strength, becoming competitive in that area, wanting to empower others with it. Her weapon of choice will solely be a submachine gun guised as an aluminum bat with her name embedded around the tip. The Exodus, being male, will have no problems with strength or speed and agility, but strengthen in stamina, for being a bulk of a man-like being is much. He will carry with him a metal baton which will give him the ease of fighting without tiring. Now, the twins, Psalm and Proverb, will each take speed and agility [B]Notes-[/B] Anything else you deem necessary.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#B2566B]Coffee- the love of everyone's morning, even the distant Detective Ezekiel. Bullocks, yes, but good bullocks. I admire almost anyone who can wite as well as you even with writer's block; I just wish I would continue writing my story, can't seem to get myself to write anymore. Well, with this sort of inspiration, I must ^_^. And to comment off of Raiyuu: Those buttmunchers (For better terms) XD. You keep doing your thing, Jamie, and they'll forget to even slip up. They'll be knocked right out of their seats once they continue reading.[/size][/color]