Chaos

Neil: O.O Eheh............*falls over* *THUD!* *passes out, with that......face....type thing..when chars fall over anime style...* [i]Neil awakes a while later, arpund 7pm. He looks at himself. on a bed, in one of the rooms upstairs. Neil stood, looking around. A mirror on the ceiling..... Un-lit candles with matches next to them..... A heater was on. Neil was sweltering. He tossed his torn shirt aside, sharply tuing after the door clicked. There, Sabir stood. Her arm rose up on the doorframe, sliding along sexily. Her hips swayed teaseingly, the short, silky, translucent nightgown rising up to her thighs. Neil shook slightly at this, of course.[/i] Neil: H-h-h.........hi..... Ummmmmmm......yeah. Where am I? Sabir: Upstairs, of course. Where did you think? *slowly, fluidly advances on Neil* Neil: Y-Y-Y-....Yeah. Um..... I can't feel my toes. Sabir: Awwwwwwww....Poor baby. How are your hands? Neil: I dunno... [i]Neil quickly looks at his hands, a half a second later he looked up, only to see Sabir's raidient form two inches from him. He giggled nerviously, passing out again, falling back on the bed....[/i] ----------------------------------- [color=skyblue]Couldn't think of anything else......¬.¬[/color]

In a swift, blind fury, they came. A dark force, capibule of ripping the universe apart. It came to Earth, around 3 AD. The Gods felt their power was at stake, forcing them to combing into one being. After centuries of secret fighting, the power was split into an army of demons, undead creatures, super-charged dragons, and their evil warlords, and buried deep within the Earth. This power was set to be released of the year of the Appocalyspe: 2000. But, the power itself held deep within, growing power. But, on one day... Febuary 1, 2002(scary huh? ;)), the power imerged. Boulders the size of semis rain over the entire earth, killing countless. Then, the forces attacked. The demons were a bit of a challenge for civilans, as they were the simple foot soldiers, but then the undead came out. The military came out, and began holding them off. Then ,the dragons came in. The humans........never had a chance. But, the Gods predicted this. They "programed" the spirits of ancient mages, warriors, paladins, etc. to take shape in the God-forsaken world. That's where we come in... Here's what you need...: Name: Age: Race: (Demon, Angel, Human, Mage, Undead) [Can be a mix of one race and another] Job: (Paladin, Normal Fighter, Sniper, Mage, Warrior, or other) Special: (Snipering, Water, Electric, Fire, Weather, Teleknesis, Holy, Demon or other) (Two only please) Weapons: Appearance: Personaility: Bio: -------------------------------- Name: Neil/Medra(Electric Demon form) Age: 21/Beyond comprehention Race: Human, Demon Job: Warrior Special: Electric Demon Weapons: A double edged sword(Think Trunks's, only titanium) Appearance: Think Vegito, with a red and black Fila shirt, black work-out shorts, black sneakers, and golden loop earrings./Brolli, with Vegito's hair, electricty bounces off of him like Metal Gear Rex does when you finally beat it. Personaility: Filled with rage, after having his family obliterated by the undead. Bio: Tight with Ken, his good friend from Louisiana. When he was born, a demon inhabited his body, awaiting until Neil's body was strong enough to withstand the Demonic transformation. 6' 2", beefed up, strong, yet FAST/6' 5", beefed up even bigger, WAY STRONGER, and LOTS faster. Blood-red devil wings with a span of 7 feet.

[color=darkblue][i]By the time the guards were mobileized, Orion had regressed to Ken, and Neil had gone back to his normal self. The only thing different was that his hair went back to it's orginal shape, but stayed icy blue. The two walked through SH, making their way to the Mess Hall. On their way, something happens. Neil grews literally trampled over by a young girl: Samantha. Neil angrily stood, electcity bouncing off of his body. Rising his hands above his head, cupped, charging lightning. But, with a sudden right hook from Ken, Neil calmed down. He sighed, walking forward.[/i] Neil: Hi. Sorry for the ummmmmm......rude...introduction. I'm Neil... Samantha: Right...... Samantha..... Tottles! [i]After a bit of staring in shock, Neil and Ken went in the mess hall.....when Neil smelled Cajin-style Seafood Gumbo[/i] Neil: Ken, remind me to thank you when I'm done eating.....GUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! TBC...[/color]

Neil: Sooooooooooo....Lidan.....:devil: whatcha doin? Lidan: He-he.......You'll have to come upstairs to find out... Neil: O.O!!!!!! KEN, I'LL SEE YA LATER, MAN! [i]Neil and Lidan go *cough* upstairs...[/i]

[color=firebrick]Neil: Well, poo-doggie. Time to play, eh you piece of pie? DracoZombie: *rooooooooaaaaaaar* :demon:x7955959549 Neil: Right then...... Let's see how you like a little electricty... [i]Neil slowly raised his hand, as a tiny black orb began to gather in the dragon's mouth. With greater speed, the dragon fired the beam. But, Neil was not to be defeated so quickly. With a burst of negitive energy, Neil fired a pale blue lightning bolt, but it was more like a beam, shaped of electrons compacted. The bolt easily ripped the beam open, straight through the middle, not slowing. It impacted with the dragon, right in the throat. With a firey explosion, the dragon was down....for the moment. Neil breathed a sigh of relife, but that was soon replaced with a gasp of fear. The monster....had stood. Neil whispered a curse upon it, as he brought his hands up. A Storm of Electrcity erupted from his fingertips, about 25 beams on a single finger. Whilst this was happening, thunderious clouds collected overhead, Neil rising higher, above the dragon, controlling electrons, making him fly. Lightning poured upon the Devil Dragon, from Neil, as well as the clouds above. But, a more spectacular advent occered at that time. With a white flash, Neil sprouted a pair of devilish, dark red wings, a span of 7 feet(*). A long, blood-red, whip-like tail enlongated from Neil's spine, 4 feet long, in constant motion. Neil's black hair flashed and sustained a icy blue color, as it spiked out even more. His eyes flashed pure white, from black, to the pale blue of lightning, as his body instantly buldged out. Two lightning bolts struck down from the heavens, one, then the other a fourth of a second later, the same instant as Neil's wings flared out(**). The electrcity flowing from this Beast's hands grew more frenzied, snapping back and forth. The Demon had arrisen. Medra now flew with his freshly-born wings. The Dracotic Demon below writhed in agony as Medra's endless assult charred his body. It couldn't get up. With a mighty ruffle of feathers, Orion was high above the dueling Demons. Orion sighed, seeing Neil's Electric Demon form.[/i] Orion: Damn Neil..... You always do things the flashy way... Medra: Damn straight... Now, mind finishing this thing off so I can get some grub?[/color] ------------------------------ [color=iceblue]*- Think Diablo from FFVIII when he does DarkMessanger **- Like when Diablo speard hiswings when he comes out of the blob ball to get the crap off of his wings.[/color]

[i]Neil stormed down the hall, Siren behind him the whole time. His bulky mass moved like liquid, matching Siren's infinate grace.[/i] Neil: Ken said to cover Sabir, right? Siren: Yeah. Neil: Great. Wonderful. I just wish I could fint the weapo--Helllloo. Armory. C'mon! Siren: Neil, there's no tiiiiiiii-IIIIIME! [i]Neil had drug Siren in the room, and in a blur, began collecting himself. It was dark. But, he could manage to make out everything with rather clearity. He picked up a big black travel bag, and began collecting the other's weapons. He grabbed a Combat Shotgun(Syphon Filter), making sure it was loaded. He found only one of his HK-5s. He put his vest on, strapping his .45 autos on, tossing Siren her weapons, slinging the bag's strap over his shoulder. They burst from the room, shooting just in case of any guards, capping four. Neil now ran with less grace, and more brute force, a locomotive.[/i] Siren: *sqeezing off a few rounds, popping a few guards* Now, where's Sabir? Neil: *hammering some enemies with shotgun* I dunno. Sabir: Looking for me?

[i]Mephistopheles hurled towards the lovely Mage, threatening her existance. But, as if on cue, Mephistopheles stopped dead in his tracks, his face torn to shreads. In a dazzle of extreme speed, Mephistopheles's hands covered his ripped head, as his muffled screams of pain erupted, shaking the snow in all directions. A blue shine faded in front of Raging Beast, as a robin's egg rift appeared behind Raiha, turning the whilte, chalky powder to shards of dust. Seemingly unaware, the Beautiful Mage stood there. But as the wave of psychic energy passed, it flowed through Raiha, as she became translucant. It hammered towards Mephistopheles, as he continued to shriek his lungs out. In a royal flash, the Demon was sent hurling backwards, a long slice crossing his chest. Another crest seemed to rise from the depths of Hell itself, slashing Mephistopheles's back open, with yet another wave knocking him in the chest, spliting him open again. The Devilish Mix rocketted away, out cold, unable to regain himself. Blank appeared next to Raiha, as the Lioness Princess's body sucked in as threads, regressing to her normal state. Blank turned to her, face drawn solumn. He quickly reached for the beauty's hand, leaving a small kiss upon the back of her soft, silky fist. Whilst this was happening, Raiha received images of extreme training, in a psychic void. Blank's body ripped open, still pushing himself further, power growing everyday.[/i] Raiha: [i]So, that's how you got so strong..[/i] Blank: [i]Yes, my dear. Slowed time, enhanced gravity...[/i] Raiha: [i]Mind letting my hand go?[/i] Blank: *one final smooch* But of course. Raiha: I don't know why I keep you around... :rolleyes: Blank: It's because of my devilish good looks and charm! :love2: Raiha: I guess that's right... ;) :smirk: Blank: Well, looks like he won't be bothering you for a while... Raiha: Yes........ But I could've handled him... lank: Yeah... But I wanted to try out an advanced attack of the Psychic Blast. I gained complete control over it whilst I was training... Raiha:.........Right.........

Riiiiiiiiiiight. Saving this from Page 2 of G&S. Warlock, I told you you shoulda drank your ***** off last night so you'd get a hang-over and not have to go to school. Bwah.

[color=darkred][I'm going to try to get the village scene right. Don't bite my head off if I don't get it right. -------------------------------------- [i]Neil followed Ken, an occasional spark shooting off of his body. The both swaggered into the quiet town, seeing the now-cheery townspeople. Neil had long-awaited this day. The day in which he would see people smiling again. Not since the day of the nuclear wars was he ever seeing a real smile. The warm sunshine embraced his sizzling body, making him experience nothing but pure bliss. He extended his arms, then twirled around in a circle, once, twice, three times, before stopping to grin straight up at the noon sun, eyes closed. Ken watched with a smirk, all of this.[/i] Ken: Woah.......You're happy. What's up? Neil: I....don't know. This whole time, I've been fighting mutant, undead, so-on, down in Louisiana, and not once have I been happy. But, seeing these people, it makes me........ Happy. For the first time in a dark abyess, light shone through... [i]Ken was about to say something, but he was silenced, by a shrieking, unhuman cry...[/i] -------------------------------- Heh. Were is SH located? Like, what state? -------------------------------- LMFAO! That quote in Stormwing's siggy is sooooooooooo damned funny! The one about Gohan! :laugh: :cross: :drool: :haha: :rotflmao: :hippy: :alcohol:[/color]

Neil: I don't think so. With these bit?hes....? No, these pussies are too stupid to know how to beat a woman... Sabir: Hah! Hahah! Neil: Right then. Now, what to do what to do. Oh, yes. I have an idea. [i]With almost infinate speed and grace, Neil rammed the cell door, about 15 times. He soon stopped, and became punching the door. About thirty minutes of decking the door, Neil slid down, turning around, back rubbing up against the door. His hands.....the flesh ripped open.[/i] Neil: ****...... My friggin hands. Remind me to NOT do that again, please. Sabir: Hah. I might....might not. Neil: Bleh.........Baka... Sabir: Back at you. Neil: Right. HEY KEN?

Name: Neil "Blank" Levia Age: 19 Rank:Seargent Weapons: Standards: Combat Knife, Glock 9mm Preferred Weapons: M16 with scope(can be used from near to far) and diamond tipped bullets, a .45 automatic(Syphon Filter), and a combat shotgun(Syphon Filter) with ballistic bullets(Meaning a slight explosion upon hit). Special skill : Sniping, Hand-to-hand combat, hacking into computers. Bio: Filled with rage, likes fine weapon, tight with Ken, etc., etc. Read other RPGs I've been in, blah-blah-blah. Description: Totally white eyes(like Brolli) due to an explosion. Looks like Vegito, only with a red and black striped shirt, black work-out shorts, and a pair of black combat boots. Earrings like Brolli.

Coo. I join the first one.... But I don't think I ever posted in it. [color=darkblue]Name: Neil/Thunde(Electric Demon form) Age: 21/Beyond comprehention Race: Human, Demon Job: Warrior Special: Dark Electric Special Attack: Thunder Cannon(one of many static controlled attacks) Weapons: A double edged sword(Think Trunks's, only titanium) Appearance: Think Vegito, with a red and black Fila shirt, black work-out shorts, black sneakers, and golden loop earrings./Brolli, with Vegito's hair, electricty bounces off of him like Metal Gear Rex does when you finally beat it. Personaility: Filled with rage, after having his family obliterated by the undead. Bio: Tight with Ken, his good friend from Louisiana. When he was born, a demon inhabited his body, awaiting until Neil's body was strong enough to withstand the Demonic transformation. 6' 2", beefed up, strong, yet FAST/6' 5", beefed up even bigger, WAY STRONGER, and LOTS faster. Blood-red devil wings with a span of 7 feet.[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by DeathKnight [/i] [B][color=crimson][i]I'm going to start up a new sign up thread, in hopes that new people will join.[/i][/B][/QUOTE] Sorry, yall, but then make it bro! This biçth is tiiiiiiiiiight, man! I have a new char to try out too(It's like Ken is to Orion, what Neil is to ??????). Good, good, Hell yeah...

*Is still dead, AND SHOULD BE BROUGHT BACK NOW, OR SOMEONE'S GOING TO BE MISSING A ADMIN SPOT WHEN JVF GETS BACK* Neil: X.x

*koff* That was OOC. And since I'm missing so much here, I'm out. -End Post-

*Is out of this because he's too lazy to read everything and think up an intro...*

I like turkey, and right now, I'm really ****ed up in the head, so I thought I'd tell yall that...

Seph? What about stats, etc? I mean, this is in the RPG, so we'd be the same chars, and these newbies just come in.. It wouldn't be fair to those of us that HAVEN'T cheated with Dou(:D), or gone SSJ3(I HATE that level) if the new people are as strong as us. Bloddy Hell...

Neil: :bawl: What about me? :bawl: [i]Neil flies around in wide circles, because he doesn't know what to do, and because he's bored.[/i]

[i]Ken was leaning over the rail, relaxing, when suddenly he was launched onto the floor. He quickly got up, ran up to the control room, and fell over, anime-style. He glared at Neil, approching him.[/i] Ken: Neil?! What are you doing?! Neil:................Ever stop to think why we were stood up? Why go through all this for a couple of Mercs? Hell, why we're here? Ken: No... Neil:.............................Hang on. Using the long-lasting CO2s... Ken: HUH?! EVERYONE, BRACE FOR SPEED! [i]With that, the yacht jumped up, slapshing down in the water, with extreme speed. About 450mph. Neil slowly walked down to the cabin, seeing everyone adjusting to the inertia. He notcied how drawn Sabir's underclothes had become, as well as Siren's dress. He shook off his feelings, while removing his jacket. He tossed Sabir's dress straight in her face. Her scream of anger was muffled, through the dress. Neil still paid no heed, as his removed his dress shirt, revealing his beefed-up upper torso. He stretched once again, muscles buldging out. By now, Sabir was getting ready to do some serious attempted thrashing. But seeing the tall man looming above her, she felt suddenly calm. She'd love to make him feel pain, a blade slipping his heart out, but she didn't move. She just continued reading her book. Neil walked out again, shoving Ken out of his way. He walked out on the deck, feeling the cool breeze. Ken got up, pissed, and run up behind Neil.[/i] Ken: Neil! Push me around again! See what happens! Neil: *turning around, face misconfigured in rage* IS THAT A THREAT?! Ken: NO! IT'S A WARNING! [i]As soon as Ken spoke, his mouth was shut, the right hook knocking him off of his feet. He clutched his face, reeling from shock and pain. Ken stood up again, and this time, charged back at Neil...[/i]

OMG! I FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE MORE EGOTISTIACAL THAT BLANK!(BTAS) OMG! Oh, And Rai? I was PASSED OUT on the rock. Besides, I would NEVER ask for your help. Dirty Baka(sp?)

[i]As the energy shots hummed downwards, they began to explode a distance away from the ground, pushing back even further still. Soon after seeing this, the Hybrid Fighter stopped forcing the Ki blasts out, leaving his hands out. On the ground below, breathing rather heavily, was Neil. His arms were extended, hands open, emitting a brighty, neon-green glow. A shield, Warlock realized. The Reeling Warrior now looked down. He had gotten a good shot in, but he knew what to do now. Defend. Warlock brought his arms up, criss-crossing his chest. His fingers were stretched out, in crazy angles. The golden glow shone brightly, but soon was pale to the blinding white color below. Neil stood after a while, pushing up with his right side. His outline glowed a with a faint light. The beginings of a power surge. Neil brought his arms up, above his head, a blur of motion. Rearing his head back, the Legendary Saiyan screamed low, then rising louder, louder, louder by the second. Sweat began to trickle down the Evil One's face, body, soaking his clothes. With a bright flash, Warlock was sent back. He looked down at Neil, in astonishment. There, the Living Death stood, powered up to Super Saiyan, making a small crater under his feet. His hair had shot out, in sharp spikes. Much like Trunks, when he returned back to his own timeline, only straight out from the roots. The deep blonde color affected Neil's hair, as well as his eyebrows. His eyes, went from black, to a dark green. Neil had finished powering up, letting his auora shoot out, fading away with a loud pulse. He slowly moved his head upwards, staring coldly at the spooked Warlock[/i] Warlock- [i](How?! How has he gotten so strong in such a short amount of time?!)[/i] Neil- So, Warlock, are you ready to play? Or should we fight for real now? Warlock- [i](§hit! He's not joking around this time!)[/i] Neil- Very well. Don't blink... [i]The Super Death raised his hand slowly, aiming directly at Warlock. In a firey flare, a simple white flash rang out. In an instant, a ki bomb exploded around Warlock. But, there was no beam, no ball. This was a very special attack. The Death Flash. It created a devistating energy attack, focused dircetly on the target. The massive energy storm ensnared Warlock, burning him with raging flames, as well as shreading energy. Warlock fell head-first from the inferno, clothes charred, body smoking. He landed with a great thud, making a hole in the cement below, crashing through a building. Warlock drunkenly stumbled to his feet, after a few moments of recuperation. He stared hard at the Brother of Brolli, feeling the stinging pain of his burns. Now Warlock had the same amount of cuts, gashes, burns as Neil. Warlock reached up with his right thumb, wipping away some blood from his sliced lip.[/i] Warlock- Nice... Not too bad at all. Now, Round Two? Neil- But of course... [i]Neil shot straight forward, arms curled underneath him, heading for Warlock. Warlock, with his right fist out, ready for the clash of sinew, launched forward, straight for Neil...[/i]

Neil: No..... Just my .45 with a silencer. Why? Remember, we can't do too much §hit. The Minister isn't here right now. He'll be here in about an hour and a half. I mean, we can--- [i]Neil cuts himself short, as he sees the two soldiers walk past. Rage boils up within him, as one shiftyily looks at him, as he keeps on walking past, stalking Neil and Sabir.[/i] Neil: ****... Ok, what's your plan?

Okie, ermmmmm.....can someone give me a summary since you guys left me in Vegas? and who TF is Sion? *takes out M79 and blows Craig's head off* I JUST COME BACK FROM NOWHERE AND YOU START SAYIN **** ABOUT ME! Loser...:shifty:

I believe you're still on the plane...Locky. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! -------------------------------------------- *Imagins dress on Rai* :suppa drool-jin: -------------------------------------------- [i]As Neil walked in, high on himself, he confidently craddled his silenced .45, inside his jacket. He walked around, muscles budgling out of his tux, barely containing. He secretly prayed that he didn't have to make any sudden movements. Fakely smiling at the British dignitaires, inspecting everyone. He caught sight of Sabir, stopping completely. He stared hard, his eyes drinking up the beauty. He suddenly shook his head hard, seeing Sabir quickly flip him off. Neil smilied sheepishly, then made along on his merry way, stopping a butlor, taking a stem-glass of a strong wine. He looked around quickly, sneaking into the kitchen. He swiftly looked around, seeing the chefs ignoring him, making their dishes. He finally grasped sight of what he was searching for: Liqior Cabinet. He slowly crossed the crowed, heated room, slowly side-stepping his way. He reached it, but what he did, is unknown. -Back at the Reception- Ken looked around, making Siren's face twist in confusion.[/i] Siren: *whispering* What's up? Ken: Neil. He's.....not in here. And when there's somebody to kill, and Neil's not around, that's a bad thing. On many, many levels... Siren: Hmmmmmm....Oh, look! there he is! [i]Neil imerged from the kitchen, face drawn serious. He quickly crossed the party towards Ken and Siren. Almost threateningly. When Neil blew past the pair, he grabbed Ken by the arm, sharply ripping him from Siren. The lovely Merc wheeled on her foot, following the skidding Ken. Neil found a empty room, opened the door, threw Ken and Siren in bodily, then slammed the door. All which was not noticed by the party-goers. Neil turned to face his fellow, startled Assasins, speakin low and calmly[/i] Neil: The Minister isn't here. Siren+Ken: What? Neil: Yea....... At least not now. I heard it in the kitchen. He'll arrive here about 10pm. An iiiiiiiiittttttttt'sssssss.....*looks at digital watch* 8:32. We have to keep a low profile until then. Ken, you have any explosives on hand? Ken: Yeah. The C4. Why? Planning on doing things big and flashy? Neil: Sort of. A last resort. Wiring it all to the gas main. Ken: [size=4]WHAT?!?!?!?[/size] ARE YOU [i]THAT[/i] CRAZY?! That'll leave this entire BLOCK a CRATOR! Neil: If it need it be... Hell, we can blow it from the plane. Now, let's go. Try and sneak this to Sabir, Craig, and Andrew. Ken: Sure. Neil: Oh, andSiren? *Purrs* Nice outfit. ;) Siren: Aw, can it! Neil: Ok, enough of this. We have work to do. Let's go. [i]They all walk out the room, slowly. After a bit, Neil goes out on the massive landing, leaning on the stone railing. He though silently, lighting up a cig, his mouth drooped in shock. His cig fell to the ground, completely unburnt, yet still lit. There, the Russian Czar stood. He was speaking with a German official.[/i] Czar: Kö-Bliþ Üivorci.(OOC: Jibberish, I made it up. It's fake German.) [i]With that, Neil's face went pale, as he turned sharply, leaning over the side, eyes buldging out. How could this be?! [i]Russia[/i] and [i]Germany[/i] COMBINED?! Neil quickly sped back into the party, looking around frantically for Ken. He didn't notice the two, unarmed Russian guards following him...[/i]