Raiha

[COLOr=royalblue][i]She could feel it coming on her again and she liked it. She liked it alot. Tornait's eyes glazed over black and his body expanded to take on his true form. Black with streaks of gold around the face. Her eyes opened wide. So Cinoris had sent the real Tornait, and not a copy. She cursed to herself. That explained a good deal. Of course, by now, the bloodcraze was too heavy on her to resist. Red mist swirled in front of her eyes, and all she could see was her tormentor.[/i] Tornait: Oh my. Sabirsing: .....you will die. [i]His eyes snapped open. Not only was she operating on complete emotional rage, she was also utilizing the pent up fustration she had always supressed during her stay in Punhar. Tornait braced himself and summoned up the wall around him and silently prayed it would hold. Sabirsing charged forward, spear blazing with unrestrained energy. Swishing her weapon to one side, she cracked against the shield and efficiently blasted it into non existance. Tornait groaned, and retreated into a corner. Sabir advanced silently, taking slow deliberate steps... a bloodlust smile on her face. He quietly intoned the spell of the element he was and she brought her hands foward, mother's given energy swirling into her palms. At the exact same moment, the roared out their attacks. Black darkness swirled around a seven pointed star.[/i] Sabir: LIBERTINE! Tornait: NIGHT SOUL! [i]Darkness inescapeable crashed against the signature blue of everyone in Ananda's Line. The two struggled for moments, then Tornait swiftly called in on his reserves and attacked with full power. His power not only sent her crashing backwards into the concrete wall, it also carried her through it and into the main hallway again. The darkness around her seeped back into Tornait's body, and she sighed. Then it went dark.[/i] Tornait: ...tsk tsk tsk, somebody has got to teach you control....[/cOLOR]

[color=royalblue]I liked it....of course, they must have gotten a special discount on the red paint for all the blood in that. *thinks* It must have been the same discount they got for Kite.[/COLOr]

[COLOr=royalblue]START NOW! I just watched Slayers Next...the entire series...and I have a few most excellent ideas.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The two quietly went off into a small box-like room and faced eachother. The hawk floated quietly, held aloft by his own energy, and Sabirsing leaned casually on her staff, lazy eyes betraying none of her built up tension. Tornait clacked his beak together and shook his crested head.[/i] Tornait: You first. Sabir: ...very well. MASS ZENNIS! [i]A tendril of white light built up around her fingertips and quickly surged around her hands. She growled and swung her arm around as if it were a whip. The energy quickly turned into a lash of energy and surged towards Tornait. The black hawk smiled and fadded out of existance. She hissed and retracted her attack. He appeared directly behind her and clawed her neck. Sabir fell fowards, blood dripping down her back quickly.[/i] Sabir: Damn you.[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]The hawk on her shoulder bit her ear none to gently and stared at her with golden eyes. She glimmered back and clenched her fists so hard her nails drew into her palms. Then she smiled.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She winked at him happily and shook her head, huge smile pasted upon her face.[/i] Argyth: Please....don't. Siren: What? Nepenthe: Well, it's easy enough....Her daughter was untouchable. Raised to be the shrine preistess of Artemis....chaste beyond all reason. And when he met her, the two were completely and hopelessly in love. Arogyth: ....I hate my life. Nepenthe: Of course, that's when Kryas found them kissing in the actual temple of Artemis, when she was supposed to be praying. And Kryas summoned up the dark lord Loloth to end everything. Siren: But they were in Artemis, would Loloth actually be summoned? Nepenthe: No actually. Just a shadow. A little curse was involved...but nothing serious. Arogyth: Kill me now.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]You're an evil old crone.....harassing poor four legged creatures. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Jenica: Very well done. [i]The orc/man held up a half finished basket for her to view. She smiled and handed him another bundle of dried out palmetto leaves. He groaned.... Not only was the smell intoxicating, the jagged edges were painful. Jenica smiled to herself and continued weaving her next blanket. Back and forth, never ending. Every so often, she would stand and stir the cauldron over the fireplace. The smell of fresh venison stew filled the air, but she knew it wasn't ready yet.[/i] Rinalph: When will it be done again? Jenica: Two days. Rinalph: ...*drool* Life sucks... Jenica: LIFE IS WONDERFUL! You say it right now! Rinalph: L-l-life....is... Jenica: ...do it or die. [i]He cringed and obeyed. She pointed the shuttle at him acusingly....for lack of empty fingers and yelled out the next part.[/i] Jenica: From now on...you have to say, "LIFE IS WONDERFUL!" every night before you go to bed! Rinalph: Okay. *wince* Jenica: ...that's better.[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]Whatever do you mean? Although if you looked at me now, I'd look like the new girl in the otakuboards banner.[/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She sniffed the air, then looked around. Her energy was swiftly regenerating, but it wasn't fast enough for her likings. And then there was the smell of blood heavy in the air....abnormal blood. She turned around and placed both hands on Damien's blood covered face.[/i] Nepenthe: So you doubted us. Damien: I'm sorry. Nepenthe: You should be. Siren would kill you, but we figure you have your reasons. [i]She reached into Arikel's pack and pulled out a beaker of water. Using a strip of her tunic, she doused the cloth and rubbed it over his face, effectively wearing the caked blood. Then she wrung out the cloth and tied it to her wrist. Siren stepped foreward and anointed him with oil...and the blood scent left.[/i] Nepenthe: Now then...I say we visit Kryas. Arogyth: The witch?!? Nepenthe: The old witch...yes. She knows what she's doing. She can feed and protect us.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She sat down on one of the stone benches and Riana joined her. Her hair waved slightly in the breeze, and for a moment, she looked like she was about to invoke a killing spell, then the moment passed.[/i] Ilekea: I know this. The Chancillor has always longed for great power. But he has never matched me or the other two high preistesses. Riana: You have other gods? Ilekea: There is mine, Loloth of fear and also war. Henisa, the Creator god of hope and justice. And then there is Mechery, godess of love and peace. Riana: And he wants your strength? Ilekea: I can peer into the minds of others for a time, sense their power. But it is only because I am half a spirit. [i]She closed her eyes and brushed her hair out of her fae again. If he was plotting against them, it would be very bad.[/i] Ilekea: Do not listen to him, or give him any information. He would use it against you.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]So push me down, And kick my heart, You know I won't get up and fight, Because you've taken it all away. I could scream, But who would hear it? Nobody would really mind, Because we both will never win. You acuse me of knowing too much, And being impossible, But you now you're lying, Because you're ignorant. So if you like to hurt the helpless, Go right on and do it, I'm making it easy for you, Because I won't mind much.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Huge brown eyes snapped open and Ilekea growled. She detangled herself from Asura's close embrace and left him sleeping in her bed. She rose to her feet and fastened on her usual attire. Then she brushed out her hair and tied it back.[/i] Ilekea: Somebody is talking about me. [i]Asura stired in his sleep, but didn't wake up. She hissed and padded through the grotto silently...then entered the village again. Once inside, she switched on her other Sight and looked around. The Chancillor was nowhere to be found. As usual. But she could smell something that was entirely out of place, and terribly wrong. Riana stared at her when Ilekea called out, and didn't move to greet her. Ilekea raised an eyebrow and walked over.[/i] Ilekea: I take it you've met our Chancillor. Riana: How did you-? Ilekea: If we are to speak of this, there are only two places we can go. Follow me.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Siren and Nepenthe smiled and continued running. They knew that their power would regenerate eventually, but at the moment, summoning and any other magic was hopeless. The two caught up quickly and ran side by side with the others....although it took them awhile to notice the two women running.[/i] Arikel: How much time do we have? Siren: Enough to sit down and have a full dragon feast and then keep going. But it's not a good idea. Nepenthe: I'm hungry.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Siren: You ready to rock this party? Nepenthe: Bring it. [i]As twin scimitars were drawn, the metallic clang of iron on steel was heard. Nepenthe smiled broadly and held hers like a javelen....muttering a swift seleted spell . As they crashed into view, a small beam of light grew at the tip of her staff and quickly traveled to the entire length of her weapon. Siren reciprocated with a similar spell, and the two concentrated until it was almost too late. With a wild shreik the two shoved forward at the exact same time. Two huge beams of light twisted together like DNA before slamming down into the ground...forming a huge circle. The orgres panicked, and several turned on themselves. The light not only burned, but also seared their skin and blinded their eyes. Nepenthe and Siren ran. The two vaulted and leapt away gracefully, moving fast enough to catch the others.[/i] Siren: You think that was too easy? Nepenthe: A balrog would've been more interesting.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]*slaps hand to forehead* You are embarassing me... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Nepenthe sighed with surpressed angst. She had traveled five thousand miles to awaken a magician with a libido....and a name like Lazaza. He sat up and looked at her again. Her face was inches from his, but her whole being extuded the aura of the untouchable. Perhaps it was the smell of stone she gave off, or the iced-over silver eyes. But either way, he didn't move. She looked at him closely. The wear of a thousand year cold sleep was still upon him, and she didn't have the time. With a swift movment, she pressed her lips against his. Magic flowing between the physical and psi links she created. Then she drew back, and he stared at her once more. Not a bad awakening on his part.[/i] Nepenthe: ....why me?[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]A tribute to Kingdom Hearts.... ~~~~~~ Choose your role, Fight the good fight, Seal the heart, Defend the weak. Defeat the strong, Change your mind, To stop the pain, Go with your friends. Another door to go into, Another place to seal, Another demon to put down, And Another day to live. He fell from grace, She lost her heart, He fights for life, And they will meet again.[/COLOr]

[COLOr=royalblue]Overall Member of the Year: Juu Honorable Mention: Pressure Male Otaku of the Year: RicoTranzrig Female Otaku of the Year: Raquel Honorable Mention: Pressure Most improved Member of the Year: Medra Honorable Mention: Raquel Avatar of the Year: Crazy White Boy :therock: Honorable Mention: PiroMunkie Signature of the Year: Ken :p Honorable Mention: Flashy Best Otaku Couple: Harlequin and Ravenstorture Best looking Otaku: BabyGirl Honorable Mention: Juu. ;) Best Oldie: Warlock Honorable Mention: Sephiroth Poet Laureate: Heaven's Cloud Honorable Mention: Mitch Writer of the Year: Crazy White Boy Honorable Mention: RicoTranzrig Role-Player of the Year: oh god...I don't know Honorable Mention: Ken Brawler of the Year (sparring): Medra Role-Playing Game of the Year: Dragonball Battlefield: End of the Universe Honorable Mention: Meteo City III (HV2)[/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Waxing melodramatic, Ilekea threw a wrist across her forehead and draped herself back into his arms gracefully.[/i] Ilekea: Oh dear Loloth, whatever shall I do?!? Asura: Um.... [i]She chuckled and stood up normally again.... He grinned and she smiled broadly....[/i] Ilekea: I retract the question. I know exactly what to do. Asura: And that is? Ilekea: Sit down. Asura: ....okay. [i]She smiled mischeviously and sat down next to him....then slid her legs around, and hugged him tightly..... Then she leaned over and bit his neck. Hard.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]*fights urge to bite her head off* *strains* Okay, I won't kill you this time. You decided to take somebody's powers though...that is already in the game. And well, if I were you I'd either stop drop and roll, or pick another power. Cause I know Pressure will eat you when she gets here...[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The elder of the two preistesses dismissed the younger with another swift symbol and the younger departed quickly. Ilekea walked back into the grotto and sat down on the futon, rubbing her temples. Asura sat down next to her, half up and half lying down.[/i] Asura: Why are they coming out all of a sudden? Ilekea: I don't know. Maybe Loloth or one of the others has some idea. Asura: It's driving you mad? Ilekea: No. I've claimed my own. The other preistesses will take care of anyone else.[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]Just when she had started to hope he was gone for good...Tornait dropped out of the sky like a thunderbolt. He landed on her arms, wings flappin like he had bated, and bit her ear. She waved him off and he circled around her head slowly, then landed again. Sabirsing sighed with longing and sat down with her back against the wall. The staff in her hands quickly dematerialized, and she relaxed...ignoring the dead weight on her shoulder. He nipped her ear.[/i] Sabir: What? Tornait: Don't ignore me. Sabir: I'm trying to stop myself from dismembering you....so if you don't start shutting up....I'll cook you and eat you. Tornait: What about-? Sabir: Fück the warning. I don't care right now.[/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Jaudiar hissed through her teeth and ripped off her shirt, leaving her in a bra and short shorts. She bent her legs slightly and shook her hair free. Siren chuckled and leapt out of the way, clearly unconcerned. The two exchanged a few lightning fast blows, until both of them were bleeding freely. Using the back of her hand, Jaudiar wipped her mouth, then gave Siren the deadly evil eye.[/i] Jaudiar: If I want Liam...I'll take him. Siren: What do you really see in him? Jaudiar: None. Of. Your. Buisness. [i]The older girl punctuated each word with a vicious swing or kick....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Nepenthe's eyes flickered slightly. She was smarter than that.....to become lost in a thick love that she couldn't break free from. She looked down at him again, touching his hair....waiting for him to awake.....quietly breathing. Siren smiled. She knew what was in it for Nepenthe, but she didn't know how long she could resit the darkness. The female sorceress was quiet....the song was over, the moment had passed.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She pushed back her thick black hair...and watched him sleep. He looked very calm, the picture of innocence. The female nephil braided it slowly, twisting it over and under, and the winding it down. A few loose strands fell forward across her face, and she smiled. Her wings hunched down behind her, refusing to give her away as a true nephil. Taking one step forward, she leaned down and looked at him closely. Then she tapped his lips with her index. Nothing. Just as she suspected. He was real...not a homunculus. Good. It was much easier than tramping around the entire temple, looking for him. She took a few steps back and concentrated.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Matt: I don't need therapy. Ilekea: ....I've had enough of this. [i]She whipped her head around, hair flying in a wave of light. Her hand opened and thousands of small grains of energy flew from her hands to fly into his face.[/i] Ilekea: Sleep dust. Matt: Wha-? [i][Senija quickly caught hs falling form and dragged him to a nearby bed. Ilekea sighed and shook her head.[/i][/COLOR]