Revelation

[size=1][color=#999999][i]A soft, elegant, silk-like voice sounded out in the wind. This voice belonged to Nicoleta, also known as the Empress, the leader of the Blood Brood. She was unlike the others that followed her. No, she was more, much more. She was a sophisticated vampiress, filled with class, suave, and elegance. She was the perfect disguise of a human, yet all knew her and avoided her. Her voice rang out as she spoke the words that slipped from her rose red lips.[/i] "A white carpet is lain for those who step down onto it. Yet...a red stream glides over the still ice. And I ask myself, who defied my words?" [i]With a swift turn, Nicoleta walked into the shadows and kept all eyes off of her. She could feel the presence of home at the moment, yet she was so far away. Nicoleta walked and walked, until she emerged out onto a large courtyard filled with statues that was placed in front of a darkening, old mansion. Her eyes glanced into the doors as she saw the shadows move along. A low growl vibrated in her throat as she walked up the steps and slammed the doors open. The eyes of all the vampires were upon her. They bowed their heads in respect as she walked her way towards her red, velvet arm chair. Her movements were graceful, as if she was gliding on water and ice. She sat and her fingers rapped the top of the arms. Wary eyes glanced back at her and to others. She spoke.[/i] "Tell me, my children, who had caused such a death tonight? Hmm? Who defied me and walked out of these doors?" [i]Nicoleta's eyes gazed upon the news. The pictures of Maria Gable were shown, her naked body covered in the deepest and purest of snow, while she was layed upon the tips of glass. Nobody answered.[/i] "Come now. Do not be afraid. I ask again, who defied me and walked out of those doors?" [i]Irie gazed to the Empress as she sat upon the couch. Her eyes cast down, Nicoleta turned her gaze upon her. Her eys narrowed and waited for Irie to speak.[/i] "I defied your words, Nicoleta." "So... that child was your work, then?" [i]Nicoleta rested her chin on the back of her hand, while the other was pointing towards the television set.[/i] "Yes, it was." [i]Irie's eyes were still cast down. She was afraid to look into the eyes of the Empress.[/i] "Forgive me. There not much to do at that moment. I saw her and...[/i] [i]She was cut off when the Empress stood and Irie looked up.[/i] "My young Irie. Kugjung hajima. (Do not worry.) You are young and one of my favorites, therefore, no harm shall come of you." [i]Nicoleta held Irie's chin in the palm of her hand. She then swept her smooth fingers along the side of her face. Nicoleta looked around her, taking in everyone who watched. There was one vampire that was missing.[/i] "Where is Zenjia? Has she gone out as well?" [i]Murmurs were heard around the room. No one had seen the vampiress. They dared not question her as well. Nicoleta smiled sweetly to Irie and walked away from the crowd. She walked to the stairs and towards her bedroom. As soon as her door was shut, the army of vampires began to make noise. Irie sat there watching the still life picture that she had created. Nicoleta admitted in her mind, it was a beautiful, sculpted work of art, yet her words were defied and Irie had created this art. She dismissed it and thought of other problems, such as the RSGD.[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999]I agree with Knight, Undefeated, and Boba about grammar. Although, I seem to abbreviate words or put a play on words while I talk on AIM or MSN, it is a pet peeve of mine when I see that people mistake words when writing on OB. It just makes me wonder whether or not they know how to spell or if they ever looked over their post. *sighs* Alas, maybe most are young and they have a long way to go, but...it still is a problem. I am fond of various things which I wish not to write at this moment for I cannot think of what I am fond of. I am being quite vague, please bear with me.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Melanira had arrived at the garage basement, which led to a sub-basement. She parked her bike and took her helmet off. She flipped her hair so that it was not cramped and was breathing. Melanira's eyes glimmered for a moment and she placed her helmet in cabinet that ws under the seat of the bike. She then walked towards the automatic doors and walked through them. A glimpse of scraggly, blonde hair swept through the doors that led to him. She knew that person to be Cayn Destrante, whom she called Medieval, for he had many elven relatives. She smirked and walked to the doors and followed in his steps. Approaching the doors now, the two security guards that had let Cayn in, quickly glanced at Melanira and opened the doors once she had reached them. They bowed their heads as she walked through the doors.[/i] "Good timing, gentlemen. I am in good humor that you remember my face." [i]The two still had their heads bowed and Melanira walked in. They closed the doors behind her and waited for other to arrive. Melanira wondered who arrived, other than Cayn and Lillian. She entered and had seen that another employee of Tact Bio. arrived. A cyborg, as Melanira calls her, by the name of May was there before anyone else along with Cayn Destrante. No expression approached Melanira's face as she walked in. She merely gave a quick glance at each and stood against a darkened wall. Her eyes glimmered once more as they had done in the garage.[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999][B]Name:[/B] Saira [B]Real Name:[/B] Aquaria [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Elements:[/B] Water and Ice [B]Powers:[/B] Her powers are controlling water, creating it, freezing things and making herself as flexible as Water. [B]Personality:[/B] Bitter, serious, snappy, and moody, Saira is the one who hated Nur from the start. Her jealousy of Nur's powers were great, yet awestricken. She always tried to make him feel bad and tried to reap him of his powers. Saira has a temper just as violent as the raging waters she ruled, perhaps more violent. Her moods are associated with the waters she rules. Whatever she feels, that is what the waters do. Although, Saira is a confused, strange, jealous-ridden, emotional Goddess who thinks she is the world's greatest, she is more than that. Saira is filled with secrets that no one knows of and will never know. [B]Description:[/B] 1st Attachment- This is what she looks like when the Warriors see her. She looks a bit older the rapier in her hand is not the weapon she uses. 2nd Attachment- The lightning-ish aura circles her and is misty and whitish blue. Her skin is not blue, but more of a pale, silvery moon lightish color. Her hair is a deep blue with shimmering light blue streaks. Her eyes are a silvery blue. [B]Weapons:[/B] [url=http://creativeuncut.com/media/sc2-ivy.jpg]Viper Blade[/url] It is what Ivy is holding. This blade can excrete venom and poison its victims. It can also create spikes and pierce the skin of its victim. [B]Biography:[/B] Death had taken its toll when Nur set foot on Earth and had gone on a killing rampage. Death had taken its toll when Nur had destroyed the Goddess of Sky adn Thunder. It was he who had upset the balanced world that the humans had lived on and the Gods had protected. It was he who had truly opened a door leading to Saira's frozen heart. Before he had turned dark and torn, Saira was jealous of his powers. She wished she was as great as him, as powerful, and worthy of being praised. Yet, she was awestruck by the great abilities and distant time he had to himself. She was also awestruck by the fact that he could allow only one to enter his heart, Umi. According to Nur, Saira despised Nur, she hated him. She was cold and argumentative, bitter and snappy, serious and quick to anger, yet within her icy heart, a child lived in her. A child, wanting to be free. Many years ago, Saira had visited the Earth and set out to seek what made these humans happy. She wondered what the key was to having a hopeful, vibrant life. Everywhere and anywhere she went, nothing but despair and discord lingered. Not one being was living a fulfilled life of luxury and joy, except one. A young child walked from street to street, lifting the spirits of those who were down, giving new hope to those who thought life was nothing. This child was filled with exuberant laughter, smiling joys, wondrous songs, and a warm heart that could make sadness wash away. This child was the key to having a hopeful, vibrant life. It wasn't love, it was the kindness, generosity, and faith that this child carried. Saira knew right then and there that this was the key that was missing within her. She had always felt that a piece of her was missing and she had found it at last. Saira watched this child and knew that this was the next Goddess of Water and Ice. She chose this child to be who she wasn't, she chose this child to be the next greatest, a friend to all, an enemy to none. After visiting Earth, Saira returned to her place. She only looked to the others gods and wondered what they had thought of her. She had wondered what Nur thought of her, what Umi, or Tarik. She had always thought what Sethos thought. She had been cruel and rude to him from the start. She never liked the fact that he was replacing the origianl goddess of Sky and Thunder. The first was the grandest, the best. She was the true friend of Saira's, each enjoying a time with each other. But, although she does not like the idea of replacing a god, she must accept the fact that Sethos would stay. She would also have to open the frozen doors to her mind, soul, body, and heart. Nur had begun to open her heart, yet he was cast away. Would he still be able to melt all the ice away or will he fail and cause her to become colder and more distant? Will Saira and the other gods be able to find the 10 items and free Nur of his evilness or will he conquer all and have his world filled with souls and nothing more? Who knows this fate? Not even the gods know.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]A wondering smile over took Nicoleta's face as she looked over the message that was given to her. She thanked the servant and placed the letter safely into her sleeve. As the servant walked out, Nicoleta had grabbed her book bag and had filled it with the necessary items needed when going to seek out the Philosopher. She then walked out of her rooom. Walking down the halls, the servants that stayed in the palace bowed to her in respect and she bowed back. She was in a hurry and wished not to see her father or her mother. Reaching the stairs that led down to the grand halls, Nicoleta looked back and slid down the rail. When she reached the floor, she hurried towards the doors and exited the castle. In a full out sprint, Nicoleta rushed out of the courtyard and into the streets. Relieved, Nicoleta pulled her cloak hood over her head and walked down the streets to the Philosopher's house. His lied at the end of the road, near the Forests of Shadows. The forest in which creatures that no man would ever cast their eyes on. This was the forest that the Philosopher would wander in, watching and searching for something that was invisible to man's eye. Nicoleta arrived at the Philosopher's house and knocked. Footsteps were heard and before her eyes, a true centaur stood at the edge with the Philosopher on his back. Nicoleta's eyes widened with amazement. The two laughed and chuckled as they walked to the house. The centaur layed eyes on Nicoleta and bowed in respect, as all others do.[/i] "Ah, my one true apprentice. Come, come. I want you to meet a good friend of mine." [i]The Philosopher had an italian accent mixed in with an old english. Nicoleta did as her teacher asked and came forward.[/i] "Nicoleta, I would like you to meet Astaro the Centaur. He is the leader of his people and the great hunter, I might add." "Pleased to meet you, Lord Astaro. I am daughter of Emperor Kyzinct Valentine Devalos III and apprentice to the Philosopher." [i]The two bowed low in respect before standing up once more. Astaro spoke to them.[/i] "This is a fine, young apprentice you have here, Lauridaine. Well, I must be getting back now. Come again and visit us some time. Bring your apprentice as well. She might just like the Forests of Shadows." "I shall do that the next time you are at the edge. So long, Astaro." [i]The centaur turned and walked to the entrance of the forest and walked away until no sign of him was left. Nicoleta turned to her teacher and pulled out the letter. She wondered why he had asked for her at such a hectic time. This is highly unlike him and very strange, yet he was always an unpredictable man to begin with.[/i][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999]"Young Princess, where are you? Your lady mother calls for you! She wishes to speak with you at this very moment! Lady Nikita, where are you hiding?" [i]A servant had ran past the stone statue of Anubis that stood in the great corridors of the Devalos castle. A child-like head had appeared from the corner of the statue, looking out into the hallway. Seeing that no one knew where she was, the young girl emerged from her hiding place and, with caution, walked to the window, where she leaped down and had caught the banner that hung down from the roof side. Her fiery, red hair was blown around as she swung herself into the open window that lead to her chambers. A silent thud had hit the wooden pavement as she looked around the room, hurriedly. The brass doorknobs began to turn as the girl stood in the middle of the room. She looked around once more, searching for something to do. She looked up and down, left to right, until she layed her eyes upon her desk that was filled with books and papers. She quickly ran to it and sat down, pulling a book from the side and pretending to read. A nasty draft pulled in as the two doors were swung open and her mother came storming in, along with the two servants that were looking for her. A pair of stern, worn-out eyes looked down upon her as the girl turned to see who had bursted in uninvitingly, only to see her mother standing there.[/i] "Nicoleta Vaijin Devalos! Where in the lands of Miridia have you been? Did you not know that you were to be with your father and I as we spoke with the other leaders of the lands around us? Did you not know that we were arranging a meeting with one of the leaders' son, so that we may see whether or not he is suitable for you to marry? Well! Answer me, daughter!" [i]Nicoleta turned in her seat and looked up to her distressed mother with a pair of innocent, sparkling eyes. Her mother crossed her arms and frowned upon her. Nicoleta smiled with gently as she could and as lady-like. She then replied to her mother's words.[/i] "Oh, dearest mother. Have I ever stood beside you and father as you met with the leaders? Have I ever met with a man who was suitable for me? For that matter, have I ever conferenced with anyone other than the Philosopher?" [i]Her mother was at a loss of words. Her frown and stern gaze began to disappear.[/i] "Empress of the many lands of Miridia, wife of the great warrior Emperor, and mother of a caring, exuberant daughter. Understand that I am not one to wish for meetings and conferences and such. Darling mother of mine, I can see in your eyes that you knew I was not going to stand by your side and give help. I can see in your eyes that you were greatly hurt to not see my by your side, but know that I could not stay for a moment as these old-aged men talked of... decrees, land masses, armies, and such. I am a woman of peace, tranquility, sophistication. I am a young woman learning of philosophies and the like." [i]Nicoleta stood to see her mother's tiring eyes.[/i] "I wish you could understand that when I say I wish not to be the next leader of the many lands that my father holds. I apologize once again, my mother." [i]With a sigh, Nicoleta's mother nodded and surrendered. She raised her arms in defeat and smiled as strongly as she possibly could. Nicoleta smiled in return as well. She watched her mother walk away and see that only one servant had stayed behind. This servant had a message from the Philosopher and it was to be given to her as soon as possible.[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999]"Let the gods have mercy on you." "And why is that?" [i]A smirking woman who stood against a wall, pinned against it by a man of great strength, watched as the man slowly turned his head to look into the eyes of a fierce predator, who's eyes were menacing and bloodthirsty. This predator began to growl and with one swift move, Melanira, also known as Lady Grim, moved in close and had dug in one of her silver dual fans into the man's stomach. With a wince, the man groaned and fall limp on Lady Grim's arm. She pulled out her weapon and looked at it as she noticed the blood that had merged with the poison that was trickling down the bladed fan. Lady Grim looked to the woman and tilted her head in respect and went on her way. The smirking woman smiled as she looked to the limp man and began to feed on his blood. Melanira, Lady Grim, walked in the darkness and looked to the moonlight. It was a clear night and the stars had shown upon the blackened sky. The moon looked larger than most days and full. A reddish orange tint had overtaken the clear, paleness of the moon. Melanira smiled and changed back into her human form before anyone could notice her. Her skeletal like armor had disappeared and it was replaced by a glimmering oceanic blue business suit. With a deep breath in, Melanira began to walk to her modified black Suzuki Hayabusa 1300. As she did, a ringing began to tear the silence that hung in the air. She stopped and put in her ear piece to listen to the voice that spoke to her.[/i] "Did our little dark vampire have a nice evening of tearing out her enemy's heart?" [i]Melanira knew this to be Lillian, a woman who was known as the supervisor and a peon who worked under [i]his[/i] orders. Melanira and this peon, whom she called Collier, did not see eye-to-eye, nor did they understand each other at all. Melanira detested Lillian and Lillian knew this, she also feared her, for she was the only female who would defy [i]him[/i] and attack Lillian, by any means.[/i] "Perhaps I did, wench. Why doest thou callst me? Doest thou thinkst me to be a mistress minion? Or perhaps your master calls so he may know what I do at this time of the hour? What'll it be, Collier?" [i]Lillian's voice begain to tremble with anger as she spoke.[/i] "[i]He[/i] wishes to see you. Maybe you will learn your place once and for all, bastard child." [i]A click had sounded and Melanira was standing beside her bike smirking with great satisfaction. She did not care for the insults that was thrown at her about the blood that flowed throughout her veins, nor did she care for the fact that Lillian would tell the man who assigned Melanira. She smirked once more and had gotten onto her seat and wore her helmet. Still smirking, Melanira started up her bike and rode off into the night.[/i] "So, Collier thinks that I shall learn my place from the hands of her master? We shall soon see. If that brazen, ill-nurtured malt-worm does as she says, than it will not be me that knows my place, it shall be her. I will break her legs and make certain she shall never walk. Threatens me, does she? We shall soon see, Collier, we shall soon see."[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][B]Name:[/B] Nikita Vaijin Lykaios [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Personality:[/B] Nikita is a warm-hearted girl who seems to enjoy life. She is very zen-like and knows what to say at the right moment. She dislikes violence, yet when she is attacked or provoked, she will turn to fight. Nikita was taught to be kind, gentle, and caring, and that is what she is. Although she may seem exuberant and happy-go-lucky, she is not very open to others and she has a hard time talking about many, certain things. [B]Character Type:[/B] Enigma [B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://www.psycko-hentai.de/grafix/gallery/bg57/ks_030.jpg]Nikita[/url] [B]Age:[/B] 357 [B]Bio:[/B] A power passed on from generation to generation, Nikita was the last to accept her role as one of the fighting Enigmas. She was taught to use her powers to help those who needed it and those who truly wished for it. She had spent nearly 100 years perfecting her forms, using their abilites, and being able to fight in them as well. She had spent nearly 100 years trying to figure out why she was an Enigma, for it was on her 20th birthday that she had found out that she was the only true Enigma in the family. Shocked by this news, Nikita did not want to do anything that was associated with her family. She had thought them to be traitors and liars, keeping this secret from her all her life. What were they then? Were they just a breed of humans capable of turning into animals or did they cast something to make them that way? What was it truly? Nikita did not want to know. It was nearly 10 years later that Nikita finally learn that, letting people in will only cause heartache and despair. It would only cause grief and guilt. She closed her heart to all, let her mind slip away into the books, and let her body feed on practice and fighting. Even though, she still does not wish to fight, she practices to defend herself in battle. It was 70 years later that Nikita learned to seek out to help the Vasens and Warriors. [B]Creature Forms:[/B] [U]Liger:[/U] A red lion/tiger mix with a fire tipped tail and stripes along the face. [U]Dryphon:[/U] A dragon/gryphon mix. With the body of a gryphon, the wings of a dragon, the head of an eagle, the hind legs of a dragon, the talons of an eagle, and the scaly tail of a dragon, Nikita transforms into a glimmering, gold dryphon. [U]Leviathan:[/u] A large snake-like, venomous creature with shades of green and black, with tints of dark blue. The leviathan is able to swim through cold temperatures, it is faster than most animals and humans and injects venom or spits out. I'll play as the last Vasen, if you wish Takuya. [B]Name:[/B] Arachne [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Personality:[/B] In tune with all that is around her, she is more like Mother Nature?s incarnate, than a Vasen. She cares for the animals that walk on the land of Taran and is able to understand the nature?s movements. She believes that fighting is not needed in the land of Taran, yet if violence does strike upon her and the other Vasens, than she will have to fight and defend herself. She is a strong and willed person who is a pacifist above all things. Yet, there are times when the darkness will overcome her and make her to be merciless, cold, and deadly. Holding the powers of darkness and earth are dangerous to those who cross the wrong path of Arachne. [B]Character Type:[/B] Vasen [B]Appearance:[/B] See attachment- She is Gaia. Her eyes are a pearl gray, but when using her powers, her eyes either turn a topaz hazel or an opaque black. [B]Elements:[/B] Earth/Darkness [B]Powers:[/B] With the element of Earth, Arachne is able to create ground-shaking earthquakes, thunderous rockslides, and the disasters of the world. She is also able to notice movement among any territory, wherever she may be, before anyone else does. Arachne is able to create creatures from the ground and command her own army of rock and earth creatures. She can summons a golem, gargoyle, and creatures associated with the element of earth. She is also able to hurl paralyzing waves as she hits the ground with her fists. Arachne understands the danger of the element of darkness. She can create opaque shadow assassins, misty darkness, poisoned arrows of darkness, a barrier of impenetrable darkness, arrows of dark light, and such. Her greatest powers of all is that she is able to absorb darkness, create creatures of darkness, as well as summon them, and last of all, she is able to transform herself into a shadow and use the darkness and shadows to her abilities.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999]I am going to try out for Volleyball this year for the fall/winter sports, then for the spring/summer, I am going to try out for Softball, or perhaps tennis...whichever I get better at. At this moment, I am entirely looking forward to volleyball for the reason that I have been playing since I was about in the ..3rd Grade, I believe. I am also practicing with my church. We have a volleyball tournament coming up in August and we shall get 1st place this year![/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]With a glowing smile from her face, Melanira the Lady of Dark light, the angel who once was a demoness of many names, is now here upon the bloodied clouds of Heaven, watching this newly awakening angel take its first step towards acceptance. Her work was beginning and her work was majestic. Beauty claimed all who had seen her, silent utters spilled from their lips as she glided over the soft heaven, and all were captured by this moment of wondrous amazement as the unwanting, distressed unawakened angel was now beginning to unfold her wings and give breath to her new life. Gliding over the soft, red clouds, Melanira stood beside Azrael and looked to the fighting child. Her surveying eyes filled with faint, avid sparkles. She spoke and her voice was harmonious, angelic even. The sound of her voice was crisp like the falling of rain, yet gentle, like the flowing breezes in the wind. Melodic, harmonious, and elegant. Her voice, sounding like music that is as gentle and quiet as the harp.[/i] "Ann is beginning to accept her angelic order. It seems as though these events have created a new beginning, no?" "Perhaps you are right. It's been too long, Melanira." [i]Melanira still looked on at the Arc Angel and the angel child.[/i] "It has been too long, Azrael. I was entrapped in the body of a demoness, a human, and a demonic creature. I truly believe this is the final stage of my true escape. I am no longer imprisoned anywhere or in anyone." "What about Anastasius? Or Alexandria?" [i]Kiros spoke up and this made Melanira turn her head with a smiling smirk.[/i] "It's been a long time, my friend. And as for Alexandria and Anastasius...well, their powers linger within me, yet they are no longer a part of this world. I can honestly say that the three previous forms are finally what I am now. And I can truly, honestly say that...I am filled with joy to be back in the presence of Azrael." [i]Shattering screams and wails came from the cries of Ann as she reached for Ariel, defending herself while trying to save the life of another angel. The roars of the white lion were merging with the cries, while Ariel began to speak, as the onlookers watched the two.[/i][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999]This is going to be interesting. I haven?t written about these kinds of things since? a long time. Well, here we go and remember, this is just my dream guy. [center][B][U]Physical:[/B][/U] [U]Hair:[/U] Hair is a somewhat, mild issue for me. Most guys have that unruly hair that is wild and untamed, yet that is what makes the person sexy. I, personally, a guy that spike up their hair or is naturally spiky, but you don?t find that often do you? Nice, clean cut hair is good for me, as well. [U]Face:[/U] I like guys with deep eyes that make you lose yourself in them, while mystery just swims around and makes you wonder, "What's he thinking? How's his emotions?" Guys that hide their emotions, oh my goodness, just pure sexiness. It?s mysterious, yet sexy, and at the same time, you love it. (I stole the hidden emotions from Taka Seiyaryu, sorry! XP.) Guys who have that beautiful half-smile. It?s nice to see a guy smile once in a while, you know? Also, I?m not really fond of facial hair. Although it makes a man look? macho and stuff, but?I still am not fond of facial hair. [U]Body:[/U] Most guys have tans, while some do not. I like tanned guys. Not so much as dark as a black person (no offense to those who are black), but just moderately tan. I also like guys who have broad shoulders, perhaps some muscle- not a whole lot to look like some big, brawny guy who can?t even turn his head since he has too much muscle. But, guys that are moderately built. Also, on a side note, guys who are taller than me is perfectly fine, since I?m short. ^_^. [U]Tattoos/ Piercing:[/U] Tattoos I like, but don?t really think they?re necessary. Piercing, perhaps one or two on the ears. [U]Race/ Ethnicity[/U] Race does not matter?wait. It kind of does. Although some Mexican guys look cute, I probably wouldn?t date one. I?m more into Asian, Pacific Islander, and/or black guys. [U]Religion:[/U] I would rather like to date a Christian guy, since I am Christian as well, but if they aren?t, then, oh well. That?s their religion and I will have to accept it. [U]Clothing:[/U] Now, this?this is one of the few things that I LOVE, absolutely LOVE, about a guy. Guys that wear formal, yet casual looking clothes is awesome! Guys that have good taste in clothes, another plus. It?s fun to go and shop with your boyfriend, have him select a few ensembles for you. I think that clothes are the outer personality of a person, it shows who they are, kind of. [B][U]Personality/ Non-Physical:[/B][/U] [U]Intelligent:[/U] If a conversation is held out to them and they are able to debate their end and know my point of view, I love it. You don't necessarily have to be smart to be intelligent, but you can be intelligent to be smart. [U]Humor:[/U] [QUOTE=maladjusted][color=firebrick] [b][size=4]HUMOR[/size][/b] If a guy is not funny, do not expect me to spend five minutes with him. Making me laugh will probably get me to forget half of my physical attractiveness stuff for a guy thing, if you're really funny, all of them. I love to laugh and if someone can't get me to do it, I don't hang out with them much. Anyways, this is the trait that I look for above anything else. If a guy is really, really funny, he's a keeper. Like Oliver Wood. Sean Biggerstaff. He is a very good-looking guy.[/color][/QUOTE] What she said. [U]Honesty/ Trust:[/U] Again, like Maladjusted said, "Honesty is the best policy." And it's true. Honesty is the best policy. It's hard for me to trust guys now-a-days because of what you hear from other people. I could honestly say that I would like a guy who isn't a chronic liar. I want to be able to have him tell me if he's done something wrong, instead of having to hide it from me and have me find out from a friend and get the wrong story. Personally, I like guys who can handle telling the truth and take the consequences, whatever they may be. You see, I am very honest and truthful with my mother because she raised my to tell her if I had done something wrong. Sometimes, I may lie to her because I'm still a teenager, you know? But, if I know I did something wrong and my heart is telling me that, then I will not hesitate to tell my mother. Well...perhaps I may hesitate a bit, but I will still tell her no matter what the consequences. [U]The Fruit of the Spirits:[/U] Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfullness, Gentleness, and Self-Control. I think this explains it for itself. [U]Something else:[/U] I want my boyfriend to be able to let me have a fun time, let me be me around him. I want to have a relationship where it isn't all mushy and "Give me a kiss" type. It's good to be friends and have a great time. [B][U]Bad Habits and Turn-Offs:[/B][/U] [U]Smoking/ Drinking:[/U] If you smoke, you'd better quit now or suffer MY consequences. Drinking, it's fine once in a while..if you're legal, of course. [U]Sinful Nature:[/U] Sexual Immorality, Impurity and Debauchery; Idolatry and Witchcraft; Hatred, Discord, Jealousy, Fits of Rage, Selfish Ambition, Dissensions, Factions and Envy; Drunkenness, Orgies, and the like. This is a bit confusing. First of all, jealousy- as long as it's a healthy jealousy, like... being jealous that you aren't skillful, yet you still like the person; Hatred- please, we are all haters in some way or another, am I right?; dissensions- we all disagree on something, do we not?; envy- we all envy someone or something. Some people are the image of envy. And now, the rest...yeah, I don't like. [U]Hygiene:[/U] Body Odor is not attractive, gentlemen. It makes girls and everyone around us want to throw up. Please, deoderant or cologne. Clip your toenails and your fingernails. Long nails are not good, unless you are going to hammer something. Bad breath- yuck. Try to cover that as well. [U]Personality type:[/U] If you are disrespectful of others, then you might as well go and find another girl. I will not stand for disrespect to anyone. Putting others down because of a disability, their race, whether or not if they're "geeky", etc. I am am appalled by what people do and/or say about others. It seriously makes me want to go and beat them half-to-death until they realize having disrespect, put-downs, and all the bad personalities will not get them anywhere. It will only get them through some hard times. I would like to also add that, I think if you are there for the person, then there really is no issue about what type of home he/she came from. If you help the person through some tough times and help him/her, than you might just be able to get through to him/her. And also, I am korean as well and my mother wants me to marry a korean guy some day. And personally, I think that it doesn't matter who you marry as long as you love that person.[/size][/color][/center]

[size=1][color=#999999]I know I'm not supposed to do this, but...when will this start? It's been awhile since people signed up, ReFlux. Let's get this going![/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][B]Name:[/B] Nicoleta Vaijin Devalos [B]Age:[/B] 23 [B]Class:[/B] Daughter of an Empress/Emperor and an Apprentice to a Philosopher [B]Appearence:[/B] See attachment- She is what she looks like. [B]Bio:[/B] Sophisticated, kind, gentle, and well-mannered is what the community and society see Nicoleta as. While her parents, the Emperor and Empress, see her as a rambunctious, free-spirited, adventurous, and learning child. Two sides that are shown to all, yet no one knows exactly who to believe, when Nicoleta is truly both. Caring for the world outside of the high walls that confiscate her to her studies and aristrocracy, wanting to help those who need help more than those who don't. Nicoleta, although some may say she is at age, is still young and learning to know how this world functions. She learns to see beneath the surface of all things, to see both views of the world, and to watch every movement around her. Perhaps...the society is right. Perhaps she is the sophisticated and well-mannered, young woman she appears to be. Or perhaps, she is the free-spirited and adventurous child that her parents see her to be. We'll never know, will we? EDIT: Be happy, Knight, I finished! ^_^[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][B]Name:[/B] Seiryuu [B]Appearance:[/B] See attachment- This only pale, smoky gray color, black outline, and the wings are black here and there with gray. She is mostly gray with black. [B]Type:[/B] Speed and Air? [B]Race:[/B] Robot [B]Special Attacks:[/B] [u]Dragonic Whisper:[/U] She uses the warp rings to be stealthy and quick. With the warp rings, she would be able to extend her claws and sharp, dragon-like wings and strike her enemy. [u]Clash of the Elements:[/U] Seiryuu rises into the air and releases a powerful blast towards the ground below, which creates 7 different rifts that produce 7 different, random elements. [U]The Gods' 12 Wraths:[/U] 12 strange and unreal events begin to happen, each one stronger than the previous. This can only be used when Seiryuu is both in tune with her body and mind. This also takes a lot of her, which means she may not be able to fight after this. [B]Side:[/B] Good? [B]Bio:[/B] Once a happy-go-lucky komodo dragon robot walked the earth of her once, beautiful home. Grand mountains of power, deep oceans of serenity, lucious green hills of peace were all once somewhere out there. This was all before the heat wave, when it had destroyed everything in its path. Seiryuu was near a junk yard, picking out various things to create something with, as she did this, a great paralyzing wave had first overthrown her and she landed in a pile of junk, where Seiryuu picked out armor to protect herself. As she did this, another wave had hit her, this time greater, stronger, hotter. It began to melt away her scales and the armor that protected her. She was nothing more than a burning lizard at that time, until a scientist had one day came along and had seen Seiryuu in pain. He managed to remove many parts of the ruined armor, yet some parts had burned onto her pale skin. He then began to work on the parts that were embedded in her and created Seiryuu the Robot. Seiryuu the Robot is basically Seiryuu with flexible armor, powerful attacks, and modified warp rings that wrap around her wrists and ankles. Seiryuu uses the elements of ice, water, darkness, and moon. [B]Other:[/B] Seiryuu is able to find a person just by saying their name over and over in her mind or having a visual picture in her mind. But, the bad things is when she does, she can feel their emotions, whatever they may be, and they become tenfold on her. EDIT!![/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999]""Kiros... You be exterminated.. Along with Azrael." [i]Anastasius looked to the new demon who sided with Azrael and smiled. She then looked around at the dark ashes that covered the once white Heaven. Satisfaction reveled around her, only few angels stood amongst each other, fear quivering in their eyes, as courage overtook their hands. Anastasius chuckled an evil grin. A wicked chuckle erupted the silence once more. The angels turned to Anastasius, as did Azrael and Kiros.[/i] "Anastasius, I presume?" "You presumed correctly, my friend." [i]The chuckle that erupted from Anastasius grew into a laughter of infamy. The fearing Angels, smirking Azrael, crying Ann, and the demon Kiros all looked to Anastasius.[/i] "Fools! Do you think you can destroy Azrael?" [i]The Angels looked amongst themselves.[/i] "If that is what you think, then turn your weapons to me and fight me!" [i]Nobody moved, but the wings that fluttered behind them.[/i] "I smell the fear upon you, I see the quivering bodies that try to conceal itself with a bit of courage that is burning out, I know the horror that runs in your mind, in your soul, in the Heaven! I shall ask again, who will come forward and defeat me so that you may destroy Azrael and Kiros, as well as this unfortunate, outcasted, unawaked Angel? Tell me...who will come forth?" [i]At the last words, an angel emerged from the crowd. A winged, white lion followed beside him. He bore a sword with the hilt that had a ram emblem. Anastasius smirked. His name was Ariel, the Arc Angel of Earth. The lion roared as he stepped forward and raised his sword in front of him. He addressed the outsiders who entered Heaven.[/i] "Anastasius, Azrael, and Kiros. I appear to you to give you word to throw down your weapons! Let God fulfill his plans! Destruction has already emerged onto the Earth, as well as here in Heaven. Do not make matters worse! This paining, unawakened angel must not live! It is God's orders. The Heavenly Father shall be heard and all who hear his word will obey it or feel the wrath of my mighty sword!" [i]At this moment, Ann began to crawl. Azrael looked to her and saw that she was gaining strength and calling out Alexandria's name. Kiros watched as the small, helpless child crawled with her bloodstained wings. Anastasius turned to look to the child. Ariel saw this as well. He venged forth and flew with extreme speed. With his sword pulled back, he lunged. Anastasius roared and flew with even greater speed. Ariel's sword began to glow a bright blue. His sword pierced the side of Anastasius, doing little damage, yet something was happening to this creature. Ann looked to Anastasius and saw that her form was changing once more. Her wound healed quickly as she changed her form. A bright light escalated all around her, an aura of gleaming black was surrounding her. The thick skin of the dragon-like scales changed into that of a silvery black glow. Her horns were lifted and shifted into a beautiful crown of white silver and rare black gems. From where her scaly wings were once, 6 shapeless wings took form. A figure stepped out from the blinding light and there, where Anastasius once was, a figure of luminescent beauty stood. All who gazed upon were awestruck and the angels bowed down on their knees. Ariel, Michael, and Gabriel all looked fixedly upon the undescribing hierarchy that stood before them. Kiros admired the aura that mistified everyone, while Azrael looked on and saw her to be the one who could truly save Ann from her near death.[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999][B]Name:[/B] Melanira Ciarda Drusille [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Race:[/B] Born from Vampiric heritage, yet tainted with the blood of a drow. (Please see Extra Information about my race.) [B]Age:[/B] The old age of 325, but appears in the young age of 23. [B]Alliance:[/B] Tact Bio. [B]Skills:[/B] Melanira has the skills of a drow, as well as a Vampire. Her senses, stamina, strength, stealth, speed, knowledge, and such are heightened by a tenfold. She is one of few demonic species to have such a blood type within her. Since Melanira is part drow and part vampire, she is able to use the magic skills of a drow, a drow of high power I might add. In short, Melanira possesses great skills and powers from both sides, which shall be explained further on later. A drow, such as herself, is able to shape shift into any form she pleases, may it be a creature or even a human. She is able to shape shift the creatures of darkness that she calls upon, which is another power that she uses. Melanira, being part drow, taught herself to learn the ways of drow, to teach herself to become a great woman of power with mystifying skills and immense powers of magic. [B]Tools:[/B] The natural powers of a vampire and drow, twin silver dual fans injected with poisonous venoms and liquids that eject when directly striking the enemy, high-tech automatic crossbow that appears to be a mere bracelet, but becomes a deadly long-range weapon, and finally the Piece de Resistance, Melanira?s favorite weapon, a whip made from a snake-like creature of darkness. This whip is called Viper?s Venom. The whip is able to change itself into a ninja blade, yet still have the same features of the snake-like whip. [B]Description:[/B] See attach,ment for Demon and Human. Her hair is black with visible red streaks. For her demonic look, her eyes are glimmering silver with black slits, she has the same "outfit", fangs, and pointed ears. For her human look, she wears a shimmering, dark oceanic blue business suit, gorgeous black prada high heels, and around her neck is a silver chain with a mirror-like pendant that hangs around her neck and can open to be a locket. [B]Biography:[/B] Born in the underworld, taken from birth, raised by the aristocratic vampiric community, Melanira became a sophisticated woman of power. She was taught to hold off the hunger for blood and the thirst for greater things, taught to become the ruler of the vampire nation, yet taught to be the knowledgeable demon. Not much is known about her past, for she has undergone many rituals that have made her forget things of the past, let bits and pieces slide in. Yet, all Melanira thinks of now is to become great with power, technology, and the underworld. Edit: Everything, hope this is good![/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Shouts were clearly heard in the hangar that Seiryuu was in. Lana wasn't able to sleep, not because of the shouts, but because she feared for her sake and Seiryuu's. What would happen to her if she was found out and people spoke of her to those who knew her parents? What would happen if they had found her and took her back to their home? A dreadful thought passed over her. Lana still layed in the bed within the room that concealed her. She sat up slowly and sighed. The shouts were heard once more and she knew Hashim, also known as Aaron, was wanting to go away. Stepping out into the open air, a slight breeze passed by her body as she walked towards where Seiryuu was staying at. Once there, she had seen the body of Aaron, yet the voice of Hashim was sounded from the moving lips that was once Aaron's. Lana walked with no emotion taking over her face as the shouts resided and the looks gazed upon her. Seiryuu felt Lana's energy and stirred to awaken. Lana put a smirk on her face and was able to watch Hashim walk to her without even turning back.[/i] "Leaving so soon, Hashim? Stay a while, let us see what this...Prelude of Destruction can do." [i]Lana still gazed upon Seiryuu who managed to awaken from his sleep and spread his wings, making those near him leap away.[/i] "Or perhaps you are, how should we say this? Afraid?" [i]Hashim crossed his arms and Lana turned to him with a smirk on her face.[/i] "I do not turn away from battles. Nor am I afraid. I am afraid of no one and all will fear me! The Prelude of Harmony will come to destroy the Prelude of Destruction and I will not allow that to happen!" [i]One of Hashim's "men" came along and spoke to him. Hashim merely replied with another shout.[/i] "We leave...NOW!" [i]An expression of disappointment came over Lana as she closed her eyes and shook her head slowly.[/i] "Oh, tsk tsk tsk. Shouting will not help, nor will fleeing. The Singers will find you and they will prevent you from doing anything, [i]anything[/i], Hashim. You need all the help you can get. Perhaps you need -" "You?" [i]Another smirk came upon Lana's face. She looked to Hashim and Hashim looked to her, then to Seiryuu. Laughter came over him.[/i] "Laughter only comes so easily to those who have a large ego and a small mind. That wouldn't happen to be you, would it...Hashim?" "Fool. I don't need anyone. But...if you wish to...[i]tag along[/i], so be it. Round up your mecha and follow me. We shall soon see who is wrong." [i]Hashim walked away, his laughter trailing behind him. Lana crossed her arms and turned back to Seiryuu, whose wings began to fold. Lana gave him a small smile and walked away, to find anyone else. She was not going into battle alone...or was she?[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Straightening up, Alandra cracked her neck and went to find her newfound boss. She raised her head and smelled for a scent. She sighed and found that there were millions of scents in the air. She then picked up a distinct scent, the scent that Alandra picked up from Draco. She decided to forget about it and walked towards Dark Wing Ind. As she did, people looked to her and she saw that she was bleeding. She ignored the pain and walked into the building. Walking up to information, she looked to the woman again, who bowed to her in respect.[/i] "How may I help you, once again?" [i]With a groan, Alandra spoke.[/i] "Where's Draco?" "Uhm..that I do not know. He has just left the building moments ago. I am sorry." "Fine." [i]Alandra sighed and walked to the elevators.[/i] "I'll take myself up." [i]She rode the elevators up to Maxwell's floor. Once she was there, Alandra groaned as she walked towards his office. She stopped at his assistant's desk and saw that she wasn't there. She then walked to his door and pounded on it. Nobody answered. She pounded again and the same results. Thinking something went wrong, Alandra kicked the door open, as blood poured from her side again. She looked to see no one was in the office. With a sigh, Alandra walked out. She stopped and walked to the window she had jumped out of earlier. She then looked down and decided to jump once more. Opening the window, she breathed deeply in and let the crisp air breeze around her. She walked out onto the sill and looked down. Alandra fell and flipped in the air. She landed gracefully and stood. She ruffled with her hair and walked on. Letting go of her side, the blood stopped dripping down. Alandra walked away from the building towards the park, towards the fountain she had first begun at.[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Seiryuu began to stir and he clenched his fists. Lana noticed this and unlatched herself and jumped down to the ground. Fayt looked to Seiryuu as well. The two stood together and watched as Seiryuu's joints groaned.[/i] "Seiryuu?" [i]A voice of anxiousness came over Lana.[/i] [i]Seiryuu groaned as he replied to Lana's call.[/i] "I am here, Lady Belleraphon." [i]With a sigh, Lana spoke to Seiryuu in Romanian, one of the many languages he understood.[/i] "Seiryuu, este o orice dăunat la spre tu? Făcut tu a lua orice informaţii pe Prelude de Destruction? (Seiryuu, is there any damage done to you? Did you get any information about the Prelude of Destruction?" [i]Seiryuu stirred once more and groaned. Fayt looked to Lana in confusion, who looked to Seiryuu for answers. Seiryuu spoke to Lana, only this time in Romanian, as Lana questioned in Romanian.[/i] "Lana , acolo is nu dăunat done la spre eu. (There is no damage done to me.)" [i]Lana was anxious to hear more, but Seiryuu could not speak anymore.[/i] "Alright. Pauză tu însuţi. I voinţă a voi plecare tu la spre al tău somn. (Rest yourself. I will leave you to your sleep.)" [i]With a sigh, Lana walked away from Seiryuu, who sighed as well and put himself in hibernation. Fayt followed Lana as she walked away. She had found a bench and sat there. Fayt sat next to her not knowing what to say. Lana did not need any sympathy and she knew that she needed no one but Seiryuu. Although she came from a aristocratic family who lived in honor and class, she was a girl who wanted to run away from that and did anything to keep that away from her. She would turn into the one thing that her parents thought her not...a disobedient, trouble-making, unruly girl who despised everything in the world.[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]A loud screech came from the sky as Veritas, also known as Fenix, came rushing in. She screeched once more as she saw that the animals were gathering. Dango looked to his friend and laughed. She looked around at the animals and chirped, but then coughed. Everyone laughed at this, even Veritas.[/i] "Veritas, my friend. Come join us!" [i]Still coughing, Veritas looked to Dango with anger.[/i] "Come [i]join you[/i]?" [i]Another loud screech came from Dango, but this was ear-splitting. The other animals began to howl.[/i] [i]With a groan, Dango walked Veritas and tapped her on the head.[/i] "Calm yourself, Iago." "Iago is the name of that idiotic crow who follows Sussoram around. Don't call me that again." [i]Chuckling, Dango left it alone and turned to everyone else. Veritas ruffled her feathers and gazed around. She saw that not everyone was gathered, but did not mind. She then looked to the skies and saw that a group of crows were flying over. Her eyes focused on what they held and saw that they had food. She flew into the air and raced towards them. The crows saw her and began to attack. She dodged their every move and got close to the food. She wrenched it out of their grip and sped down towards the group. The crows followed, but when close enough to see that there were others, they left. Veritas chirped and flew towards a nest where little chicklets were chirping in. She gave the food to the mother and nodded. She then flew back to her spot and ruffled her feathers once more.[/size][/color][/i]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Michael and the other angels looked to the large demonic creature in fear. Raphael only looked on in amazement. Alexandria, who was now the dark creature, Anastasius, boomed a great laughter of evil. Michael held onto his sword, which was now blazing with fire. He narrowed his eyes as he studied the great dragonic demon. The other angels held onto their weapons and was ready for battle.[/i] "Arc Angel Michael, Angel of Judgement, Arc Angel of Protection, Courage, Strength, Truth, and Integrity. Do you not see that you cannot judge me for who I am? Can you not see that you cannot be the patron of truth and courage? Are you blind to see that I, Anastasius the Great Dragon of Demons, cannot be defeated? Perhaps you cannot see, perhaps you do not know, perhaps...you [i]are[/i] blind." [i]A great roar came from Anastasius, but was silenced when the appearance of Azrael appeared. A lingering growl stuck in her throat as she gazed upon the Arc Angel of Death. Ann's quiet whimpers of pain were slowly fading into the still air. The Angels looked to Azrael as well. In this time of distraction, Michael looked to Azrael then to Anastasius and with a shouting warcry, he picked up his feet and flew towards Anastasius. Once near, he slashed at her shoulder, but was penetrated. He flew back. Anastasius' eyes were no longer that of a demon's, nor was it from Heaven or Hell or Earth. She was now truly the Great Dragon of Demons. Her only speech came from her mind, which was crisp and clear. She was truly a demonic creature sent from...wherever to defeat all those who stood in her way. Azrael was marveling at this figure, he had not seen in such a long period of time. He knew the only way to control this creature was gain its trust...and not many have succeeded in doing so. Anastasius was a creature greatly feared throughout the lands, greatly feared in Heaven and Hell, and greatly feared by even God himself, so it was said. Michael began to stand as Azrael slowly drifted along the clouds towards Michael. He stood next to the flustered angel. A chuckle arose in him. Michael turned his gaze upon him, now.[/i] "Does something amuse the Great Azrael? Doet thou thinkest that this creature of...[i]nowhere[/i] cannot be defeated?" [i]Azrael still chuckled.[/i] "Michael, my dear Michael...why do you speak in Old English? This is near the next millenia and yet, you speak as though you still live in the medieval ages. Tsk, tsk. And to your questions, my answer is...yes. Anastasius is a great creature created by God in Heaven to help guard the entrance to Heaven from the minions of Hell, yet...she could not be controlled. Why? I will not tell. She was then cast down to Hell and Lucifer used her to bring her to Heaven, yet...she could not be controlled by Lucifer as well. She was then cast out of Hell and Heaven and brought to her crystalline imprisonment, where she could do no damage to anyone. It was your God and the Fallen Lucifer who had made a mistake of imprisoning this...beautiful, untamed creature. It was they who knew not on how to control such a weapon as this. And now...you all shall pay the price." [i]Azrael flew and sat atop Anastasius' head. Her eyes looked up to him, they turned back to the angels.[/i] "Anastasius, attack!" [i]Anastasius roared and looked to the angels, picking out the weakest. She then took a step forward, but then leaned on her right hand and growled. She leaned her head back and spit a black acid behind Michael. The angels could not move in time. The acid burned them to their holy skins. Azrael sat upon Anastasius' head while chuckling as Anastasius stood once more.[/i] "And so it begins."[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Turning to hear ear-splitting screeches coming from the air, Panthimon looked to see more Digimon. They were known as MetalVampirimon. With a slight tilt to the side, Panthimon cracked her neck and crouched to ground, ready to pounce. A MetalVampirimon flew towards Panthimon with great speed. She leaped into the air and her blades began to glow a bright, fiery red. She dug it into the MetalVampirimon's back and saw that it had little effect. The blade was only stuck in between the great metal wings. With a grunt, Panthimon pulled out her sword and skidded across the ground. She was once again crouching. This time, the MetalVampirimon and a Haumon came together.[/i] "Metal Shockwave!" [i]The MetalVampirimon spread its wings and blasted a great shockwave towards Panthimon. While he did that, a Haumon used its Magna Reaver and came charging at Panthimon. Panthimon stood there for a moment, before the shockwave and Haumon were close. She leaped onto the Haumon and made it so that the Haumon was caught in the attack. The other Haumon stopped their attacks and looked to their fellow mate. They then glared at the MetalVampirimon. With a growl, half of the Haumons that were left charged the MetalVampirimon.[/i] "You can never trust evil digimon. Then again, you can never trust..." [i]Panthimon looked to her "fellow digidestined" and glared.[/i] "anyone...at all."[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Alandra stood with her ninja blade, smirking as she watched an agent of Dept. 7 watch her. She despised cops and all cops, and she was going to show it. She looked to Maxwell and knew that it was time for her to act. She smirked once more and faded into the shadows. The agent watched her every move, until she disappeared deep into it. There was no sign of her. Alandra emerged onto the roof of the truck and slashed the top of the roof. She tore it open, but was nearly hit by the bullets coming from a standardized pistol. With a low growl, Alandra leaped from the high roof, doing a back flip in the air before landing. She came around the truck and looked to the agent. She put her blade away and took out her silver Desert Eagles that had been modified to shoot automatically and have seemingly endless bullets along with a retractable nose hidden in the gun. She began to shoot as well. A moaning Maxwell began to stir in the truck, while the two fought. Alandra looked to it and then to the agent. She put her guns away and leaped into the air once more and landed on top of the roof of the truck again.[/i] "I'm warning you, you're making the biggest mistake of your life!" [i]Alandra chuckled and looked to the agent.[/i] "No...I've already been there and I've done that too. So, this is probably not the [i]biggest[/i] mistake of my life. But, hey! Whatever. Since we're already here..." [i]A tone of seriousness came over Alandra as she slipped out her ninja blade once more.[/i] "Let's do this."[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][B]Name:[/B] Nicoleta Valence Celestine Devalos, mostly called Empress [B]Age:[/B] 736, but appears to be the age of 23 [B]Side:[/B] Leader of the Blood Brood [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Species:[/B] Vampire [B]Race:[/B] part Romanian, part Asian- Korean [B]Description:[/B] See attachment- her hair only goes to shoulder length and is red with black highlights. [B]Personality:[/B] Although she is Leader of the Blood Brood, Nicoleta is different than the rest of them. Most of the Blood Brood are filled with berserk states, ferocity, fearlessness, and the quenching thirst for blood. Yet, Nicoleta is far from original. She knows how to hold her thirst, how to handle situations within the Brood, and handle situations out of them. It is said that the Blood Brood is ruthless in battle and even more ruthless when feasting on human blood?some have even feasted on other vampires. Nicoleta is aristocratic, classy, and suave. Some may even see her as one of the RGSD, some may even see her as the Queen?s own daughter, but only those who know her well, know her as Empress of the Blood Brood, possibly even the Vampire Nation. Nicoleta is strong, fierce, and all-knowing. She lets nothing stand in her way and she lets no one get away without a punishment. There are ups and downs to Nicoleta though they are a mystery. One of the downs, and possibly up, is that she lets none of the younger vampires, unless they are skilled in battle, leave for the battle. [B]Weapons:[/B] Nicoleta never really liked guns and such. She always preferred using blades or long range weapons. She uses her Twin Silver Dual Fans that is injected with various venoms and poisons, an automatic crossbow that shoots out silver arrows that is placed at the wrist of her left hand, 2 modified silver .50 Caliber Desert Eagles with a retractable moon blade, cat-like nails that grow out to about 6?, and a Rose Whip- made from Leather, spiked with ?thorns?, with a rose-like bud as an emblem on the top of the hilt. She also uses her vampire skills and abilities. She is also able to shape shift into creatures of all sorts, as well as call them to her help. She can also use a martial art form that allows her to walk in the shadows. [B]Place of Birth:[/B] Born in Romania, moved to London, England [B]Biography:[/B] Born a pure blood, in the lines of an ancient, long-lasting line of Vampire warriors and rulers, Nicoleta is the only daughter that had been firstborn. Surprisingly, she was the strongest of the firstborn vampires as well. It was said that a young vampire girl will come into the family and protect and honor their name. That she would bring down all those who appose the vampire nation and defeat the other vampires who associate with humans. Nicoleta was exactly that firstborn female vampire that they wanted. During her time, Nicoleta had developed the many strengths of a vampire, withstanding pain, heightened speed, stamina, strength, senses, and knowledge. She also realized that she developed little of the weaknesses that the vampires had. She was able to withstand sunlight for a long period of time, garlic had no effect, silver bullets nearly killed her once before, and holy water and stakes to the heart were the only things deadly to her. The reason for her to withstand many of these weaknesses was that, Nicoleta was a rare breed of a pure blood. This breed?s blood had a phenotype that was not seen in many of the pure bloods. This phenotype enabled Nicoleta to become twice as strong as most pure bloods, have little weaknesses, greater strengths, yet still be vulnerable to holy water, wooden stakes, and silver bullets were of great pain to her. They slowly deteriorate her skin, nearly leaving her burning till half-dead. A war outraged upon her family in Romania, people saying that these protectors are not truly who they really are. Finding bodies lying on the streets, blood pouring out of them, with two wounded punctures at the side of their neck. Nicoleta and her family, all the ones that had survived, left Romania and had found refuge in London, England. There, they learned of what the vampires there did. They learned what was happening and what was to be done. It was in London that Nicoleta learned not to trust humans, ever again. As time passed by, groups began to form. Groups like the RGSD, Royal Guild of Supernatural Defense and VAC, Vampiric Alliance of Civilization. RGSD was the group that was highly financed and against vampire rogues, while the VAC was highly financed as well, but was against humans. Soon enough, the two had learned of a new enemy, the Lowendove Brotherhood. The Lowendove was a group that was against all vampires and hunted them. It wasn?t long before the VAC and RGSD and Lowendove raged war against each other, but in a manner of humanity. Nicoleta observed and learned that her family was killed off while Lowendove agents, as well as VAC and RGSD agents, ran in the streets, killing each other off. She and few of her relatives lived. In doing so, revenge against RGSD, Lowendove, and VAC. It was in this hatred that Nicoleta created the Blood Brood and took in an Vampire, half-blood, pure blood, any vampire who despised Lowendove, RGSD, and VAC. It was in this revenge that Nicoleta created the Blood Brood and taught her army to become skilled in military tactics, guerilla tactics, and all sorts to overcome the other groups.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#999999][i]Walking through, Angel and Ankokumon came upon two digidestined, but did not know whether or not they were friendly. She shrugged her shoulders and walked down to them. The two looked to them, as did Lucemon and Agumon. Ankokumon simply teleported herself onto Angel's shoulder.[/i] "Lucemon, Agumon." [i]Ankokumon spinned in the air before landing on the ground. Angel had an odd smile on her face.[/i] "How...how do-" [i]A girlish voice peeped up.[/i] "Know your digimon? I've been here before." [i]Angel simply answered.[/i] "Now, I may ask. Have you seen Ryoko Kusanagi? She carries the Crest of Friendship." [i]The boy looked to Angel and then to the girl.[/i] "No. If I may ask, what crest do you carry?" "Hmm? Well, isn't it obvious? I carry the Crest of Rivalry. Now, since neither of you are Ryo, I shall be on my way. Lucemon, Agumon." [i]Angel addressed them once more.[/i] [i]The girl stopped her before she left.[/i] "Wait. If you've been here before, do you think you can show us around?" [i]A look of want and shimmering eyes gazed upon Angel who simply raised an eyebrow.[/i] "Digital World changes every so often that I don't know anymore. Sorry, and goodbye. Ankokumon." [i]With a smirk towards Agumon and Lucemon, Ankokumon's hand began to blaze a dark fire before she exstinguished it. The two knew what that had meant. They knew that they would have to fight sooner or later, yet their human partners did not know that. Angel walked on and found that there were not a lot of digimon to fight. With a sigh, she sat down and looked to the sky. Her stomach began to grumble. Ankokumon's did as well.[/i][/size][/color]