Annie

[color=indigo][b][size=1]Ah yes, dear Metatron decided to join us. I am sorry that you couldn't be Rendall, but I am sure you will come up with something, you have that talent. Thank you Dmitri_Dragoon, looks pretty good. You can always go back and modify. [/size][size=3]Why can't anyone spell his name right?! It's Artemus! Ar-te-mus...not Artimus or Artemis..*lets out hot breath* Okay, I needed to clarify that..[/size][size=1] As it stands, we wait for Arika and Metatron. After I get you two, we shall start this bad boy. So as soon as possible, get your characters in. I am anticipating your character's arrival, Metatron....And since I have your attention, why are you not posting in our battle? Ooops, I wasn't supposed to do that...sorry mods..But like I said, as soon as we get Metatron and Arika, we shall start. Thanks to everybody for participating! ~Annie[/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][size=1]Tex found her quarters about twelve yards from the pods. It was a single bed quarter. Very small, no bigger than nine feet by nine feet. Metal was the decor, grey and white, white being the bed sheets only. There was a small desk that had a single over head lamp illuminating the entire cell. To her right was the cot, the left was a six foot tall locker. Tex walked up to the locker and opened it up to find her attire. She quickly slipped on her socks, camo pants, a brown tank, and black combat boots. She was still freezing. She rummaged around and found a grey heavy, knitted sweater. She towel dried her hair and sat down in the swivel chair at her desk. Tex leaned back and folded her hands behind her head. Gazing around the cell of a room and sighed heavily. A small, black briefcase on the corner of her desk caught her attention. Tex stared at the case for a moment, then realized that it was hers. "Ah, this will prove useful to the mission. I should bring this to the meeting," Tex shuffled through the papers and files within the briefcase. The were detailed reports of the [i]Event Horizon[/i] mission. Things that went wrong, things that were unexplainable. Then there were papers on the mission at stake. "Definately taking this," Tex pulled out her glasses case and put on her rectangle frames and read over the grotesque details of the mission that took place fifty years ago. [i]What the fuck kind of mission is this? This isn't just a mission of military confinment, this is a mission to save sanity......Sanity, tis something that we are all going to have to keep in order to survive..[/i] Tex scribbled down notes in a small notebook.[/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][size=1]Thanks Kyle! Name: Miru Age: 17 Gender: Female Appearance: 5'4, 115 pounds, slender but built, milk chocolate long hair, mint green eyes, bronze skin. She wears a pair of black short shorts, a button up white shirt that is clasped together by two buttons inbetween her breasts, black leather, fingerless gloves, and brown boots. Personality: Quiet, usually keeps to herself, stubborn and very strong. *think, Tsukasa* After the death of her parents, Miru has never opened up to anyone, not even her grandfather. She has trouble trusting her emotions to people and is alone. Race: Human Short Bio: Miru was sent a private school and was never able to make a single friend. She spent her high school years alone and depressed. Her grandfather, Toreinaga, took care of her. Miru was grateful to him and helped him around the shrine. But she never trusted him. Miru visits her parent's graves every day, rain, sun, snow, it never mattered. Miru could not feel it anyway. Until May 24th, 2090, her 17th birthday.....[/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][size=1]"You do not scare me, you never have. If you do kill me, you will lose a very large portion of this 'fight'," Reaper leaned back in her chair. Her black leather, thigh high boots squeaked as she shifted legs. She tilted her head and tossed her thick turquoise hair. Leon stretched his body and folded his arms behind his head, propped his feet back up, and waited for a reaction. Desiree sneered and looked away. "I know that, Anuk-suna-mun. I am just wanting to watch," Leon coughed and smacked his lips. "Disgusting," Desiree sipped her drink. "You didn't offer me a drink," Leon whined. "You weren't an invited guest, Leon," Reaper snapped her head in his direction. He just shrugged and watched. Reaper sighed and turned her attention back on Desiree who rolled her eyes. "So, why do you persist on staying neutral?" Reaper sat her glass on the nightstand beside her. "Why do you persist on trying to sway me?" Desiree sat back. "Because, this battle will effect us forever. This will determine our whole exsitence. Our very lives. And this does not concern you at all? Do you wish to be sent into oblivion? To be non-exsistant? You will not be sent to the Heavens or the Hells, you..will..be......nothing," Reaper leaned forward and spoke softly. Desiree took in a deep breath and looked away. "Quit being so childish! This determines your demise, and you are sticking your nose up at it all, at your brethren, me.."Reaper stood up, her eyes flared with anger. Leon's eyebrow cocked with curiousity and the enjoyment of the intenisfying conversation. He smiled a little deviously. "Oh, get off," Reaper kicked his feet off of the table as she passed him. "Where are you going?" he leaned up. "Don't leave me here with [i]HIM[/i]!" Desiree jumped up and ran after her. "Des, you are a strong fighter. Fight with me, if not for him,"Reaper pointed her staff at the reclining God. Reaper brushed a lock of hair from Desiree's eye. Reaper glared over at Leon, he was smiling. Desiree shook her head. "Disgusting," both Goddesses muttered.[/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][size=1]"Where's Hakira, Miazmodon?" Chinkan narrowed her eyes in skeptisism. Miazmodon sighed and looked away, the touched the wounds that still bled. Chinkan slipped her clothes on and brushed her hair. "She...She's with him..."Miazmodon's voice pained. Aruzan, Chinkan, and Carmize stared in bewilderment. Carmize's eyes brimmed with tears. "How....how could she?" Carmize's voice quivered. "How do you know?" Chinkan cocked an eyebrow. "You wonder where I got these from don't you?" Miazmodon traced the marks on his body. Chinkan sat down on the bed. Aruzan folded his arms across his chest and leaned agains the wall. Carmize sat at Chinkan's feet and rested her head on Chinkan's knees. "Ryu has corrupted her," Aruzan broke the silence. "I don't think she put up a fight, if you know what I mean," Miazmodon sighed. Chinkan's eyes started to flicker from their usual green to black. The ring started to burn her hand, her head started pound in pain. Her breathing started to pick up and her body began to resognate with heat. "Chinkan? What's going on?" Carmize backed off from the intensifying heat. Chinkan stood up and walked out of the RV. Aruzan followed after her. "What are you doing Chinkan? You know you won't be able to defeat him. He's got Hakira's, Miazmodon's, and my blood. He's more powerful from before. Chinkan! Listen to me!" Aruzan ran infront of her and grabbed her shoulders. Chinkan glared at him,"I can do it. Trust me," Chinkan brushed his arms away and continued to walk. "What makes you so confident?" Aruzan called to her. Chinkan stopped and turned to Aruzan. She walked up to her love and grabbed his face. She pulled him to her and gave him a soft kiss and rested her forehead on the bridge of his nose. "There are just somethings you don't understand about me, Aruzan. And it's best for you to just trust me," Chinkan gave him one final kiss and started to walk away. "I love you, Aruzan.."[/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][size=1]"Nice to see you again, Reaper," Desiree smiled. "Likewise. I sense that you had a 'nice' conversation with Leon? Never did care for that man," Anuk-suna-mun (aka Reaper), Goddess of Death leaned against the heavy oak door, arms across her chest. "Don't even get me started," Desiree rolled her eyes and pushed a door open. Reaper giggled and followed behind Desiree. The castle was cold and dark, heavy tapestries, thick Persian rugs, dark mahogany furniture, typical castle. "Leon can't kill you anyhow, that's my job," Reaper sat down in a high chair. "Ha, you always had a way to make me laugh. Do you want a drink?" Desiree chuckled and held up a crystal bottle of Scotch. "You know it," Reaper stood up and took her glass. The liquor burned down her throat. It was cold in the castle, but the Scotch quickly remidied that. "Are you planning on participating in this...shit?" Desiree sat down in her chair. "Haven't decided," Anuk-suna-mun sat down across from Desiree and sipped her liquor. The two exchanged glances. Anuk-suna-mun knew that Desi wasn't goning to participate. She knew that it was her job to persuade Desi into helping. She knew that if Desi wouldn't participate, Reaper was going to show her why she was called 'Reaper'. "Des, you know why I am here. And you know how irritated I am at the thought of having to do what I must do if you were to persist. Why don't you make this easier on yourself and help?" Reaper crossed her legs. "I will not subject myself into being his slave!" Des nearly threw her glass. "You will not be a 'slave'. You will be a fighter. I will not ask you to fight for him, fight for me, but most importantly, fight for yourself," Anuk-suna-mun's deep, Egyptian voice echoed through the empty castle. (she kinda sounds like Storm in the older Xmen cartoons)[/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][size=1]"Absence makes the heart grow fonder," is the saying, right? But how long of an absence will it take the heart to find the other? Days? Weeks? Months? Years? Sometimes, it depends on the bond. Well, in this story, it took centuries for two hearts to find eachother. Eight centuries, eight hundred years, is long the absence took. Long time, eh? And wouldn't you know it, the hearts still beat strong and in the chests of the two most unlikely of people. One guy, one girl, never even knew one another exsisted...until this day. ________________________________________________ An elder monk teaches his younger generation,"The Heart of Loss, the necklace which was said to have brought the downfall of a powerful sorceror. But ye not be fooled, the necklace holds within the stone a great power. The power of a broken heart. It is said that the wise and powerful Queen Lita sealed her soul within the stone forged from the faerie folk." "Elder, what happened to the queen to have made her seal her soul within a stone?" a younger monk questions. "She feared to lose her soul. Queen Lita lost her love and heart. The evil sorceror, Rendall, was brother to the King Artemus, Queen Lita's husband. Rendall was unimaginably envious of his brother. He wanted the power and the queen. In hopes to accomplish his greed, Rendall murdered his brother and attempted to control Queen Lita," the elder monk explained. "But his efforts proved useless, the queen evaded his grasp and attacked him with everything she was. She thought she had won, but Rendall survived. Drained from her attack, Queen Lita retreated to the faerie folk and requested them to seal her soul and power. Just until she could gather enough strength and wait for her's and King Artemus's reincarnations," the monk finished. "What happened to the king's soul? And what happened to the necklace?" "The King Artemus's soul was sealed in a sacred scroll and was locked away in a tomb. The whereabouts of the two souls are no where to be found. They were given guardians, but they kept secrecy. No one knows for sure..." "What about Redall? What happened to him?" "No one knows..." ______________________________________________ May 24th, 2086 An average teenager, Miru is away at summer camp. It is her 13th birthday and it is Parent Day. She waits on the porch of her cabin for the arrival of her parents. She watches the other kids and their parents. Hours go by, no sign of her parents. The camp counselor and two men in black suits walk up to the worrying girl. They tell her of her parent's tragedy. Both were killed in an unexplainable traffic accident. Miru was crushed and never really recovered. The once happy girl turned into a depressed and untrusting teen. She was sent to live with her grandfather in Tokyo. Miru constantly wonders what happened that day. She swears that she will dedicate her life to her parents and figure out what happened to them. ~The same day in Tokyo~ A young man, Yujin, age 15, is on a trip with his parents. They all walk together, happily and relaxed. Until they pass a man in all black. Yujin's father accidently bumbed the man's shoulder and the two exchanged words. The man uttered something in a strange tongue and walked off. Yujin's parents had a look of horror in their eyes. All of a sudden, sirens cracked the tension between Yujin's parents and the strange man. Yujin and his parents look on as police officers surround a department store. In the midsts of the havoc, Yujin looks back for his parents to find them lying dead on the ground. The officials were unable to determine the cause of death, but Yujin believes is had to do with that man that he and his parents had passed earlier that day. Yujin, with no other relatives, was sent to a monestary to train in the ways of solitude and prayer. Secretly, Yujin plans his revenge and conducts his own investigation. ___________________________________________________ The year is now May 24th, 2090 4 years to the day, Miru, now 17, and Yujin's, now 19, fate will tangle and change them forever. This is the day both people will embark on a mission to find themselves in a world they have never known. The legend behind the necklace links the two to a past they never knew exsisted. They will be sent back through time to solve their mysteries, back to 1286, the time of faeries, elven folk, unicorns, wizzards, and other whimsical creatures. What will become of Miru and Yujin? Will they accept their fate? ____________________________________________________ Okay people, I did this story a long time ago and it got out of control. I will not let that happen again, in doing this I will be strict on who signs up. I want serious writers, people who will stick to the plot. In signing up, keep in mind that Miru and Yujin are the ONLY characters from the future. Everyone else will be from 1286 and you will have to wait for me to give you the heads up to post, but post your character here so I know who you are.. I will be Miru, I need a Yujin (keep in mind he's a monk), and Rendall. I don't want a huge cast. AND NO ONE TRAVELS THROUGH TIME OR TELEPORTS!!! well..the only people who traveled through time are Miru, Yujin, and Rendall. SIGN UP Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: Personality: Race: {Elven, faerie, wizzard, centar(unicorn and human), or human} Short Bio: I will post Miru after people sign up..The story may confuse you, but I can't tell you everything or it would give away the story. Everything will make more sense when I start this in the Adventure Arena....Have at it..[/color][/b][/size]

[color=inido][b][size=1]Umm..Who went with who? [/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][size=1]Tex was the second to wake from her nauseous slumber. The hatch to her pod released and she crumpled to the floor. The muscles in her body had been rendered in sleep suspension and were very weak. She woke up a few seconds early and swallowed some of the disgusting gel. She began to vomit and choke. The air was freezing, it didn't help that she was covered in sticky, slimy. After she caught her breath, Tex stood up and leaned against the pods, making her way to the showers. The sound of water gave her the idea that she wasn't the only person awake. The other pods started to stir with life. The other crew members started to do the same choking and propping themselves up on their pod. "For those of you that don't know, I am Captain Allen Chubb. We have a mission to do here, obviously. Hopefully you all know the gist of it. There will be a briefing in the mess hall in one hour. Be ready by then,'' Allen walked down the corridor, leaving everyone to take in what he had just said. Tex shrugged and turned on the hot water and began to scrub herself free from the sludge. She peeled off her sleeping suspension suit and dug the slim out of the crevices of her body. Places where one would think nothing could hide was everywhere the slim was. Tex pulled the gel from her belly button, under the breasts, from her inner thighs, her ears, even her nostrils. She began to snort and clear her throat, spitting a nasty and nausiating clump of goop into the drain on the floor. Satisfied that she was clean, Tex covered herself with her hands and frantically searched for a towel. She found a towel and dried off quickly, nevermind the other crew members. She did not care, as long as she was clean. Wrapping the towel around her body she looks at the confused and contorted faces. "I am Detective Tex Crandell of the USAFSpecial Investigations. It's not so much of a pleasure to meet everyone like this, but I am sure it will be later,"Tex coughed up a little more slim and walked down the corridor to find her quarters.[/color][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][b][font=1]"So where's JP?" Cassandra handed Tex her coffee. "He had to 'take a piss',"Tex smiled and mimicked JP's little scene. "Uh, that boy,"Cassandra giggled and sipped her drink. "I know. Gotta love him though,"Tex lazily stirred her coffee. The day had been one of the most insane days that Tex had experienced. Skipping school, the whole Staci and JP thing that lasted a few hours, the party and fighting, Rodney and the racer, Tex was not just physically exhausted, but mentally. "Yeah, I guess so," Cassandra sat down next to Tex. "So, when's the bust going to begin?" Tex finally took a slow swig from her steaming cup. The coffee was silky and warm, the texture eased through Tex's throat. The sensation tingled and brought some life back to Tex's numb body. She leaned back against her proped up bed. She looked curiously at Cassandra.[/color][/size][/b]

[color=indigo][b][font=times new roman][size=2] Yelena ran down the revolting streets of the ghetto. Gunshots became the symphony, screams became the lead singers, the smell of smoke and sewage reaked through Yelena's nose. She finally reached the docks and into fresher air. Cham was all charged and ready for flight. Yelena sighed and leaned on the hatch. Pulling out her compact she flipped up the screen and looked over the information she had received. "California, eh? Let's see if the authorities have any information.." Yelena hooked up an ear piece and sent out a transmition to the California police. "I need information on a smuggler," Yelena explained that she wanted his record, address, family, friends, anything that would give her an idea as to where to start. She got one number and address. She said her thanks and jumped into Cham. Lifting off and shooting into space, heading for Planet California. Planet California wouldn't take long to reach from Planet New York. It didn't matter to Yelena, just as long as she got out of New York. Disgusting planet. It took three hours to get to California. She landed on a dry dock and tracked the address she was given. It was a motor shop, ship repairs. "May I help you?" a pudgy man covered in grease walked into the office. "Yes, I was wondering if you knew of a smuggler by the name of 'Ry'?" Yelena crossed one leg. "Yeah I know that ass. He ain't here though. He left a few days ago," the grotesque man snorted up a lugi and spat it out the window. Yelena shuttered and stared at him,"Do you know where he went?" "Yeah, Planet Texas...I think.." the man scratched his groin. "Thanks," Yelena ran out of the shop and back to the safety of Cham's hull. "You're a pesky one aren't you?" Yelena wondered aloud. _______________________ Okay, I just chopped the length. I didn't want to get into extensive detail..I'm just bein lazy tonight..[/color][/font][/size][/b]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]Man, I haven't seen this movie in years, but I sure as hell remember it! Freaky ass movie! Gotta love it though.. Name[/b]: Tex Crandell [b]Age[/b]: 27 [b]Gender[/b]: Female [b]Assignment[/b]: Forensic Investigator/Psychologist [b]Appearance[/b]: 5'2" 115lbs, slender but built, bronze skin

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]OOC: I don't know where Inu Fandom is going with this, but meh.. ____________________________________________ IC: "Right, I told them that we'd take the job," Tanya flipped the screen shut. "Fine," Ashley continued to watch the road. "Hey Ash, I have something to tell you," Tanya leaned back into her seat and stretched her arms. "What?" "I'm not a high school student. I am an undercover agent fro-" Tanya was cut off. "Yes, I know..I did some research on you a coupel of hours ago,''Ash noted everything that Tanya had told Leo. "Hmm,"Tanya bit her lip and watched the scenery,"How much longer until we reach the hotel?"[/color][/font][/size][/b] ________ Inuyasha Fandom??

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]Tex smiles at Shay as she leaves. The heavy door slowly closed behind her. JP sits next to Tex and slips his arm around her waist. "Tex, who was that guy?" "What guy? The guy I raced?" Tex tilted her head to look into JP's face. "No, the guy at the club. The guy who gave you this," JP traced the small cut on Tex's neck. "He is just an old acquaintance," Tex shifted her weight. "You aren't telling me the truth, Tex," JP's voice was stern. Tex looked away from his penitrating gaze. He took her face into his hand and forced her to face him. "Tex, I promise to listen with an open mind. Just tell me why this guy is after you," JP's eyes filled with concern and question. Tex sighed,"Well, to make a long story short, I used to be a call girl. He was my 'boss' and I cheated him out of some money. Now he wants it back, that's why I raced the fucker in the Prelude..." "A 'call girl'? How many customers did you...." "That's the thing. I didn't screw any of them, thus taking the money for myself and moving up here..." "How did you get the money if you didn't do your 'job'?" "I just said I didn't screw them. I got money for favors, lap dances, stripteases, oral pleasure, so on and so forth. They paid me, I embezzled some of the money," Tex brought her knees to her chest. "How long did you do this without that guy knowing?" "I only did this for about 6 months. I don't know how long it took Rodney to figure out that I had taken about three fourths of the money I was supposed to give him. He's not the brightest crayon in the box, if you know what I mean. Especially when it comes to money...I don't know how he found me or how he figured it out, but I need to get him the money I owe him. He may be stupid, but he's fuckin' psycho..He'll try to kill me again.." "What?! He tried to kill you?" "Yeah, when I told him I didn't want to be a call girl anymore and I quit. He went all psycho on me, him being obsessed with me didn't help the situation either. He wanted me in the worst way and I turned him down as well as quit. If you noticed, he had a nasty scar. That was from me," Tex sighed and looked over to see JP's reaction. ____________________ OOC: Okay Silpheed, this is where you enter..[/color][/font][/size][/b]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]Anya narrowed her eyes in disgust of this ninja's attitude. She took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Looking at this distasteful ninja, Anya tilted her head. "I do not wish to be named. If you haven't heard of me by now, you do not need to know," Anya spoke bluntly. "Warrior, I demand your name!" the woman glared. Motokazu leaned against a tree and crossed his arms. Anya sheathed her blade and rested a hand on the hilt. "You deserve nothing, disgusting ninja," Anya spat. "Excuse me?" the woman blinked in bewilderment. "You heard me. Unlike samurai or warriors who face their enemy, ninja's make their kill by sneaking upon their enemy, stabbing them from behind their backs. Disgraceful," Anya's voice deepened and she began to walk away. "You!" the woman ninja slashed her blade at Anya. Anya spun around and burried an elbow into the ninja's diaphragm. The ninja fell to one knee, Anya unsheathed her tanto and pressed it to the ninja's neck. Anya's eyes glew with fury. "That's exactly what I meant," Anya kicked the ninja and continued to walk.[/color][/font][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][size=2][b]Name[/b]~ Anuk-suna-mun [b]Age[/b]~ Unkown (looks in early 20's) [b]Gender[/b]~Female [b]Goddess of[/b]~ Death [b]Rank[/b]~ Goddess of Life and Death, The Afterlife [b]Callsign[/b]~ Reaper [b]Nationality[/b]~ Egyptian [b]Side[/b]~ Evil [b]Weapon(s)[/b]~ [u][b]Staff of Rah[/b][/u]- The staff stands at six feet and is as thick as the neck of a baseball bat. The base is cherry wood and engraved with ancient hieroglyphics and incantations. A gold, cresant moon-shaped medallian is situated at the top of the staff. A turquoise orb fills the empty void of the spell casting medallian. The staff itself may look like an ordinary piece of wood, but the hieroglyphics and incantations protect Anuk-suna-mun and the staff becomes as hard and durable as steel. [u][b]Deck of Immortality[/b][/u]: A deck of cursed, ancient Egyptian cards, handed to Anuk-suna-mun by the God of the Afterlife, Anubis. The cards collect the energy from the life surrounding Anuk-suna-mun and channels that energy the drawn card. The attack depends on the spell and how much energy is obtained by the card. It doesn't show it in her picture, but she has sais holstered on her thighs. And she has a long dagger sheathed behind her back. [b]Skills/Abilities[/b]~ [u][b]Deliverance[/u][/b]~ Drawn from the eternal slumber in the depths of the hells, demonic souls from the great armies of Anubis are collected into an evil aura to be trapped within the cards from the Deck of Immortality. Once the required amount of condemned souls is revived, Anuk-suna-mun draws any card to release havoc upon her opponent. The attack or spell will depend on the card drawn, and how much diabolic aura Anuk-suna-mun was able to acquire. [u][b]Immurement[/b][/u]~ Whenever Anuk-suna-mun loses great amounts of energy, she draws upon this spell to entomb herself with an impenetrable shield. This only lasts for several minutes, allowing Anuk-suna-mun to regain her lost energy. Used by her Staff of Rah. [u][b]Contortion of Senses[/u][/b]~ This spell is used by both the Staff of Rah and the Deck of Immortality. Once drawn, the spell lures the opponent's senses of sight and sound into a snare. The spell will then contort and discomboblutate the opponent, rendering them from functioning correctly and free to attack. [b][u]Anubis's Mercy[/b][/u]~ (Ironic, isn't it?) Contradicting the name, mercy is one thing the opponent will not receive from this attack, used with the staff. Anuk-suna-mun channels all of the dark and malice energy from the underworld into the orbed medallion and releases the destruction of the tormented souls upon the opponent. Very powerful and unmerciful, a blast of intense heat and light engulfes the enemy, and errupts into flames. The flames then absorb the opponents energy and some power. Anuk-suna-mun gathers the absorbed aura and channels it into her body. [b]Appearance[/b]~ Compliments to vicky!! The image is too big to post, so please take a look: [url]http://www.raine-tech.com/images/12000881.jpeg[/url] *also, imagine an extremely short black skirt, that way she doesn't look as if she is in underwear* [b]Bio[/b]~ Anuk-suna-mun's history is turbulant and defiled. Not too much is known about her. All that has been recorded about Anuk-suna-mun is that she was born of mortal parents and betrayed her people, by defying the lord of the afterlife(Anubis's father) and helping Anubis to murder his father. She was sentenced to mummification of the ha-mun-dai, worst of all Egyptian curses for the dead. Anuk-suna-mun's soul was damned for all eternity and she was denied entrance into the Afterlife. Fortunately, Anubis favored Anuk-suna-mun, for her accompaning Anubis to kill his father, and spared her soul and her fate. Anubis promised her life and magical powers if she agreed to stay by his side forever. Naturally, Anuk-suna-mun agreed and took Anubis's hand in matrimony. As promised, she was given the powers of the Gods and a position of great importance. That is all that is written about the young Goddess of the Afterlife. [b]Personality[/b]~ Anuk-suna-mun is a calm, collected person. She is strong and sometimes stubborn. She is dangerously manipulative and is brutal in combat, whenever she fights. She usually keeps to herself. But she is a nice and caring person. Depending on the person's soul, Anuk-suna-mun can be merciful or cold hearted.[/color][/font][/size] [b]I am still working on her abilities..[/b]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]OOC: Hmm, Kitty, it looks like you and I posted around the same time^^...No matter, I will fit this all together.. ___________________________________________________ IC: Motokazu took his stance and watched Anya carefully. Anya stood up and sheathed her sword. "You wish to fight me with bare hands?" Anya's voice took on a serious tone. "Yes, I feel it's more honorable. But of course, you have no honor. You betray the name of [i]bushido[/i]," Motokazu frowned. "I have my reasons, old man. Those in which are none of your concern. I will fight you hand-to-hand, for I am a warrior. I carry with me honor and pride for what that stands for," Anya took her stance and stared at Motokazu. "You soil your blades with blood of the innocent, Onigumo warrior," Motokazu's voice deepened. Anya smirked and started to take up another position. She stopped short and looked to the trees. Motokazu did the same. "Come out from your pitiful hiding," Anya called into the canapy. The figure jumped to the ground behind Anya and charged to attack. Anya grabbed the hilt of her tanto and unsheathed to block the attack. The light from the blade lit up Anya's face and the woman's. The two stared at eachother, expressionless. Inside of her head, Anya was annoyed. [/i]Damn, two real fighters at once. How fortunate for me..[/i][/color][/font][/size][/b]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]Ty laid on the beach until the sun set into the horizon. The air became cold, the breeze died out. Ty stood up and brushed the sand from his body. He walked towards the cave and saw Melina talking to Hudrenda. "I guess she's made her decision," Ty sighed and walked away from the cave and into the surrounding forrest. He came upon a clearing and sat down on a flattened boulder. The crickets began to strum their legs together to create a symphony of violins, toads began to croak, creatures of the night stirred through the shrubs. Ty began to meditate. "Ty,'' Melina's voice broke the silence. "Melina, I sense you have made a choice," Ty only continued to meditate. "Yes, I have. Could you stop meditating for a moment?" Melina walked up to him and touched his knee. Ty got off of the boulder and faced Melina. Her face wet from tears, her voice strained from fatigue, yet there was a sense of joy as she smiled up at Ty. He brushed a few strands from her forehead and smiled at her. "You do not have to say, I can feel your soul," Ty spoke gently. "I love you for that," Melina wrapped her arms around Ty. Ty rested his head on Melina's and embraced her tightly. "It has been so long, Melina. Thousands of years in lonliness and pain. The pain of not knowing why things happened the way they did, the pain of longing for your enchanting voice, the pain of wanting to hold you as I am now," Ty raked his fingers through Melina's hair. "Oh Gods, I know. But we have eachother now," Melina tightened her arms around Ty's body. "Now and forever," Ty whispered in her ear and kissed her softly on the lips he had waited thousands of years to taste. [/color][/font][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b]Anya walked carefully throught the forrest. These woods were known for bandits and thieves. Blood thursty savages they were, they would kill one another for money and recognition. Anya had a large amount of money on her head, the bounty was so high that even her own men had dared to defeat her. They came upon their death sooner than Fate had planned. It disgusted Anya. She stops in the middle of the path, a twig snaps, breaking the thick silence of the forrest. Anya deemed she was being followed. Not to her surprise, she had suspected she was being for atleast an hour. She rests a hand on the handle of the ninjato. The breeze turned to a gush of wind, Anya spun around, unsheathing the blade and blocking an attack. She jumped back and held the blade in front of her. She looked upon the man that had attacked her. He was an elder man. He held an air of mastery. "Name yourself,"Anya straightened up and spoke calmly.[/color][/font][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]Ty's face softened and he rubbed the back of his hand against Melina's tear striken cheek. He smiled at her and cupped her face. Melina closed her eyes and a tear ran down her cheek. "I want you to do what you feel in your heart, Melina. That's how I always remembered you. You always did what you felt in your heart. I never wanted this to happen, and maybe it was my fault for putting you through such torment. I will love you no matter your decision, for your decision is yours alone. I will not try to impose. I love you, Melina. Now and always," Ty kissed her forehead and gave her one last smile before walking off. He took in a quivering breath and walked down to the shore. The waves rose gently and lingered on the sands of the beach. Ty sat down and looked onto the blue of the horizon. How he longed to gaze upon the splendor of Earth and all that belonged to her. The waves soothed Ty and he lay on his back to take in the warmth of the sun and the scent of the sea breeze. "Hudrenda, you must be at ease in the ocean. You, my brother, are the lucky one......I never meant to hurt you, nor anyone else...Please forgive me," Ty spoke aloud,"Melina...."[/color][/font][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]Anya walked through the empty meadows. The bright green was the pallet for the splashes of colors of the flowers. The sweet smell of the field's dew and fresh air flooded Anya's senses. She ran her hands along the tall blades of grass. "Kazuya...."Anya thought outloud, "finally, we will finish what we started. I will enjoy taking your soul this time." A rustle from the surrounding forrest snapped Anya from her solitude. She stops and looks around the area, the noise stopped. She continued to walk with caution. In this day and age, there were rewards out for her head. Anya had no fear, they were mere villagers who thought they could bring her to their justice. It amused Anya. "Come out of there, cowards!" Anya unsheathed her ninjato and tanto. The bushes ruffled and several villagers with their make shift weapons jumped out and rushed towards Anya. "Demon samurai!!!" one of them yelled out as he swung with his staff which had a sharp blade attatched to the tip. Anya stepped to the side and dodged several more attacks. One farmer had a pitchfork and stabbed at Anya. She laughed and lept into the air. "Die," Anya brought her blades down and slashed the farmer in a swift motion. Blood sprayed from the man's chest and he fell to the ground. Anya jumped up to her feet and spun around. She charged into the small group, swinging her blades in a graceful, fluid dance. She kneeled on one knee, back towards the men, blades in the air. The blades dripped with steaming blood. Every man crumpled to the ground. "Fools, do you not know of whom you delt with? I am Anya Himura, Samurai of the Onigumo. Pity, you wasted your life on account of unknowledgable information that could have saved you," Anya wiped the blades and sheathed them. She gazed upon the green canvas which was now splattered with blood and corpses. Anya sighed and walked into the forrest.[/color][/font][/size][/b]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][size=2]Yelena bolted down the sewers. Her footsteps became muffled by water. Rats crawled to find drier ground. Yelena thought the events over. [i]That son of a bitch! He just offered me that job so he could bust my ass. How could I have been so obtuse?[/i] "Oh well, I still have another job to do," Yelena climbed onto the sidewalk of the sewer. She lifted the heavy steel and poked her head from the hole. She estimated she'd taken a wrong turn for she did not recognize this part of the city. It was empty and run down, the ghettos. No matter, Yelena emerged from the manhole and onto the streets. Yelena reached into her backpack and pulled out her compact communications device. She flipped the screen/mirror open and lifted up the powder to reveal a miniature keyboard. She typed in the name 'Ry' to make sure the info she had downloaded in the bar was still in the drive. Information poured onto the screen. "Perfect....*pressing the speaker/receiver button* Cham, start systems," Yelena pulled up the mapping of the city and started to make her way back to her ship.[/color][/font][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][i][size=2][b]Name[/b]: Tanya Channing [b]Age[/b]: 21 [b]Gender[/b]: Female [b]Description[/b]: --Height: 5'3" --Weight: 115lbs [b]Appearance[/b]: --Eye color: Aqua blue --Hair color: Dark brown (braided down her back) --Attire: Black spandex-like body suit, black steel-toe combat boots, thigh holsters, black bulletproof vest, black leather gloves, and a black bandana around her head. [b]Military Background[/b]: Tanya was in the Navy ROTC throughout highschool. She became a Lieutenant Commander for the Bravo Company within the school's unit. During her senior year, Tanya enlisted in the Navy and graduated six months early to head off to bootcamp. She quickly climbed up the chain of command and went to training to become a Seal. Tanya specialized in sniping, seeing as how she's usually quiet and patient. Sniping became, not a job, but a passion. She dedicates her life to protecting everything she loves and honors. Graduating with honors, Tanya became a Seal and was assigned to Jake Barlow's company. She is highly trained in sniping, kickboxing, forensics, and survival skills(she'd have to be). [b]Bio[/b]: Tanya was born and raised in the small town of Martha, Oklahoma. She was your average tomboy, blowing up Barbies, playing with Hotwheels, having mud fights. At the age of 13, Tanya became a volunteer junior fire fighter. In highschool she enrolled in the Navy Junior Reserves Officer Training Corps and participated on the Drill Team, Armed Basic, Color Guard, and most importantly, she was the top of the cream on the Air Rifle team. Tanya fell in love with Air Rifle and presued her goal to become the best of the best throughout the country. Tanya learned from her Unit Commander, who was a retired Marine, the skill of sniping. At the age of 17 and a half, Tanya enlisted in the Navy and vigorously trained to become the academy's first female Seal. She was just 20 years old. She also trained her mind in forensics and pyschology. One year later, Tanya was approached by her superiors and assigned to Barlow. [b]Weapons[/b]: PSG-1 sniper rifle with farsight scope, silencer, and flash protector. A Heckler & Koch P9 and Browning High Power, those are holstered on her thighs. She also has a Bowie knife sheathed behind her back. Across her chest are remote detonated packs of C-4 and some grenades. Tanya is one to improvise, so she will use anything she can. [b]*Beware of her and her rifle. Tanya is a deadly aim, and has been known never to miss a target. Don't touch the rifle, for your sake.*[/b] [b]Country[/b]: United States of America [b]Status[/b]: Navy Seal, Sniper[/color][/font][/i][/size]

[b][size=3]OOC: US perverts?! Look at your posts!! lol..anyways, continuing..[/b][/size] _________________________________________________ [color=indigo][font=times new roman][i][b]IC: "What the fuck!? Has anyone ever heard of knocking!?" Aruzan tried to pull some more sheet from Chinkan. "Stop it!" Chinkan and Aruzan pull the sheet back and forth. "Hey! You two need to get dressed, now!" the figure steps out of the shadow. Chinkan looks upon the figure in bewilderment. The ring on her finger begins to pulsate and constrict around her finger. "Miazmodon?" Chinkan covered half of her body. "Yes?" Miazmodon's voice was deeper. His body still bleeds, but is much muscular. Chinkan stood up and grabbed the quilt from the bed and wraps it around her. She narrowed her eyes and walked up to the new and improved Miazmodon. They stare into eachother's eyes for a brief moment. Then Chinkan slugged him in the chin, Miazmodon reeled back into the door. "Oww!" "How dare you! What the hell are you doing?! You twisted fuck!" Chinkan attacks again. "Oh shit," Miazmodon ducked and Chinkan's fist slammed into the door. The door blew into thousands of pieces and Chinkan turns around. Miazmodon almost cowers in the corner, smiling. "Chinkan, we don't have time for this!! Ryu's army is advancing! He will soon release an unspeakable havoc, and what are you two doing?" Miazmodon cocked his head. Aruzan pulled on his clothes, Chinkan as well. "Where's Hakira? I thought you went to look for her," Aruzan zips up his pants.[/color][/font][/i][/b][/size]

[color=indigo][font=times new roman][b][i][size=2]"Yes, I know," Tanya stood up and walked around to turn the television on. "This just in, the android who goes by the name Viper, slaughtered an entire preschool in the mid city...." the anchor started her story. Tanya sat down next to Kyle. All three friends stared at the TV in disgust and horror. "What in the hell!!! They were little kids!!! Viper you bastard!" Kyle stood up and bolted for the door. "Kyle! Wait for us," Tanya stood up and ran after him. Selenay followed. The three got into their BMW and sped off to the city. They got to the scene of the massacre and stepped out of the car. Tanya fell to her knees and began to vomit at the sight of fire and dead children in body bags. Her tears flowed from her royal blue eyes. "I'm going to kill him!" Tanya bellowed.[/color][/font][/i][/b][/size]