You Don't Care

Back: Rubedo, Raven, Kadar Front: Ima, Kariz, Ben, Daemond Inside: Zane, Camilla Note: Daemond will not fight, but act when needed at the most. He will mainly watch unless something goes wrong. I'll post when Daemond does something and everyone else should have at it until someone decides to end the fight and continue finding the Zodiacs.

Rubedo was the first to take action and Ben had made his way to the front door. Zane had dissapeared into his bedroom to probably gather his things and Daemond had begun to follow Rubedo. "Something has decided to take us on." Kadar walked to where everyone's weapons were and threw them to their owners. "Camilla. Stay with Ben until Zane is ready. We don't want to be caught alone. Your powers will compliment eachother." Camilla nodded and followed Zane. "Raven, and I will back Rubedo up and try to hold them off until then." Daemond stood at the balcony and looked down into the mass of black. "Daemond. I trust you know what to do if anything happens," Kadar asked, laying his hand on his friend's shoulder. Daemond gave him a nod and glanced toward Ben. "Take him home and anyone who wishes to follow." Raven had already leaped out of the window, wip in hand. Kadar gave her a nod and followed. Rubedo had made quick work with some of the shadows with the time they took to get out there. Raven had made suit and swiftly attacked any of the apparitions that tried to escape or head toward the house. "Bring it on!" ========================== "Being invaded by an army of shadows? That sounds like a challenge out of the ordinary," Ben said as he covered the front door, prepared to blast away anything that attempted to go through it. "Shadows? No. They are attacking the back. We have a different encounter coming this way." Daemond had turned around and walked up to where Ben had positioned himself. "These are things that even a gun can hurt," Daemond announced. Ben looked at him and then back to the door. "All the better, then!" [COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: What could be at the front door? That is for whoever has the next post to decide.[/COLOR]

Five-year-old being a five-year-old + teacher lacking judgement = [I]Sent to principal's office[/I] Principal - Patience = [I]Officer involvement[/I] Child + a (police) b (handcuffs) c (mother actually showing up) d (media) = [I]Effective Growth Mentality[/I] Florida news < What we are presented with in post = [I]One-sided opinion[/I] Wrong sense of justice / Unfair radical replies = [I]Disgust toward those claiming to be humane[/I] Analysis: Everyone who replied with outrageous agreement to the first post is at fault here for not asking for the whole truth of both sides of the story and even thinking that such unmentionable punishment is justified to use on a girl at that early an age. Cause: Being silly while learning to ******* count GOD **** jelly beans in a normally immature way. Effect: Loss of a little more respect for humanity. Moral: Irrational decisions begets irrational actions. Lack of any mercy for our young will be rewarded with undying torment for ages to come. [U][B]Does that clear up my earlier post enough for ya!?[/B][/U]

I am starting to feel disgusted about and toward a lot of people lately. No one here being any exception.

[B]MLEGREIGHFO PSIOHD![/B] 'You can't speak to me like that!' [B]PODNCPAEKSD![/B] 'I will never obey?! Tch! Like I care! Only God can talk to me that way, and you are no GOD!' [B]POUGVERICNI IOPUWDNMP POAWINDCP![/B] 'You say that it is a waste for God to enforce breath on such trash!? We are not even worthy enough to hardly be trifeled with?!' [B]...![/B] 'No words means that you speak nothing of truth.....or could you also be ashamed to admit it?' [B]GNYUK![/B] ======================== "[COLOR=Red]I SAID, how did you wash up with Kadar!"[/COLOR]Kariz asked again. "I told you, babe! I don't know how," Ben answered, casually waving his hands in the air. [COLOR=Red]"I may be a babe. But I'm not yours."[/COLOR] Everyone was sitting down and having tea to calm their nerves. Zane offered a cup to Rubedo, but he politely rejected and walked to the balcony to meditate in an attempt to regain his energy. He sat down cross legged and set his weapons to the side. [COLOR=SlateGray]"We should wait until [I]he[/I] wakes up. He knows exactly the why and how."[/COLOR] Raven took her time to make her approach to the unconscious man. '[COLOR=YellowGreen]Platinum hair. Natural platinum hair[/COLOR],' she thought to herself as she felt the strands that were cascading the front of Kadar's face. [COLOR=YellowGreen]"Hey, did everyone notice why blood got everywhere, but his hair is just fine?"[/COLOR] Everyone, with the exception of Rubedo, began to remark their comments, too, and returned their attention to Kadar. [COLOR=RoyalBlue]"Wouldn't blood stain that color?"[/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]"All possible places on him, but not his hair!" [/COLOR] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"Wow! It really isn't hairdye!"[/COLOR] Everyone gave Camilla a funny look as she examined Kadar's head. [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"Well, it isn't!"[/COLOR] she pointed out again, feeling annoyed at everyone's reaction. With that, Kadar opened his eyes and sat up from the couch. All there was were gasps..except the sound of face against hand. "OW!" Wide-eyed, Kadar rubbed his face as it turned red. A pounding headahce quickly followed. Camilla had had it and took a deep breath. [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"I can't BELIEVE YOU!"[/COLOR] *Kadar with a dumb look on his face* 'Huh?' [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"The guy you left me with abandoned me at some shady restaurant with a ladies man, which I had to fall grace to his pressence!.."[/COLOR] *Zane feeling a little used* [COLOR=Blue]'That is the most excuisite dine in Morocco.'[/COLOR] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"And that guy over there gave you a hug of your oh-so-love of the Heavens! And you come out fine!"[/COLOR] *Rubedo losing concentration* [COLOR=SlateGray]'It's called heeeaaaling..'[/COLOR] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"Oh and there is also that one girl who I can't remember! She's useless!"[/COLOR] *Ima and Kariz thinking in unison* 'Which one of us is she talking about?' [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"And there's the woman who shows up drunker than a doofus!"[/COLOR] *Raven half listening* [COLOR=YellowGreen]'Wa?'[/COLOR] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"What about that nobody there!? Is he special!? He looks stupid!"[/COLOR] *Ben cocking his gun* 'What did she call me?' [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"And all of this because you left me with that winter snowland man!"[/COLOR] *Daemond from wherever he his* 'I have a name..' [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"There! I'm glad I got that off my chest!"[/COLOR] The room was full of all kinds of emotion. And no one was even close to being happy. "PFFFHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Kadar laughed really loud at the girl's complaining. The whole room was took aback by his reaction. "And a hello to you to, Cranky Blue!" ============================= Kadar had explained how he and Ben got there. He used some sort of contact with the sea creatures and they carried them all the way. "They were magical ones and that made the trip quick!" Kadar finally finishing. He smiled to his quick thinking and resourcefulness. The room was filled with nothing, but blank expressions. Of all the things.. "Sounds like someone reads too many fairytale books," Ben scoffed. [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"He really is an idiot."[/COLOR] Ben kept his cool and ignored the comment. "[COLOR=Red]Yes, there are indeed mythical creatures that exsist in this world. But they remain hidden to all human eyes[/COLOR]," Kariz explained. "This is true." Daemond had jumped through the canopy, which Rubedo calmly ignored, and walked to where Kadar had sat. "[COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Where have you been?[/COLOR]" Camilla asked. "About." "[COLOR=MediumTurquoise]I would like to visit this place referred to as [I]About[/I]?[/COLOR]" she sarcastically commented. "So what have you heard through the grapevine, Daemond?" Kadar had the serious look on his face. Few here knew of what that meant. "The war has begun and GROVES all over Asia are being discovered. Threats spread to the East, close to Japan. Others have dispatched to North America, near where the young one who hasn't developed. Cancer has not been discovered by others, fortunately." The information was being transfered too quickly for most. Raven had kicked into her investigative methods and Rubedo already knew all except one thing. [COLOR=SlateGray]"Groves. I know of them. However, I never had the oppurtunity to come across one."[/COLOR] "You can't," Kadar looked his way, smiling. "Not unless its protectors allow your entry." [COLOR=SlateGray]"I see."[/COLOR] Kadar's expression changed when he just noticed the man for the first time. It was cold. No one seemed to have noticed, though. "[COLOR=YellowGreen]If their location and exsistence is unknown, then how do you know where they are or even know of them[/COLOR]," Raven spoke in her investigative manner and tone. She was completely satisfied with how the answers flowed. Almost completely. "Because we protect one of them," Daemond and Kadar announced together. "[COLOR=RoyalBlue]Hmm..But these [I]Groves[/I], they inhabit creatures like the ones in fairy tales? Creatures like fairies and unicorns?[/COLOR]" Ima wondered. "And dragons!" Daemond responded. There was a glare in his eye that caught Zane's attention. [COLOR=Blue]'So that's why..'[/COLOR] "And it's funny that you have mentioned unicorns," Kadar said. He looked embarassed and began to blush while brushing his hand through his silvery hair. He looked to Daemond who gave him a nod back. "As Zodiacs, we also have the ability to transform into creatures ourselves. Ones that fit our persona." With those words he stood and began to change. A bright silvery light embraced him and his insides had churned and shifted into their new proper places. Which was once in place of Kadar, now stood a majestic unicorn. Its mane dazzled the eyes of its witnesses and its right hoof patted delicately at the floor. Its tendon and muscle gave it the look of strength as well as grace. Zane raised an eyebrow, taking all this in. [COLOR=Blue]"I'm no unicorn expert, but does the hair of a unicorn remain untainted by blood and any other unsightly marks?"[/COLOR] Daemond stepped to the side. "Yes, with the exception of its own," he slowly answered. Raven was now finally getting to the bottom of this. [COLOR=YellowGreen]"But his hair remained untouched."[/COLOR] She stood up and approached the creature. Its eyes met with her own. [COLOR=YellowGreen]"Since the wound poured so much blood out and it wasn't his own..Than who's blood was it?"[/COLOR] Everyone remained silent for an answer. With what seemed like haste, the unicorn changed back into Kadar. He sat back down and gazed at the floor in thought. 'Don't avoid the question!' was the statement on everyone's minds. They somehow knew the answer already. Ben stood up and gave everyone a sneer. He was delighted by how this was going. "It WAS Reoan's. He saved her life..and did it willingly." This was almost as interesting as any fight.

I, for one, would like to apologize to Innocent for her having absolutely diddly squat to work with. I am trying to speed the campaign up so that we can finally get to her! (But so much cool stuff is going on!!!) Forgive us!.. :D

[COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C: You brought this apon yourself, Lil Kitsune. ;) [/COLOR] "You never know when to quit do you?" Kadar scoffed. Ben's gun fired a shot toward his direction. It punctured through Kadar's vest without hitting his flesh at all and embedded the bullet into the adjasent wall. "I never back down from a fight. And I never leave one unfinished." The two stared eachother down. The next action would determine the outcome of this confrontation. Kadar turned his head toward the cliffs on the edge of the beach. "How does that battle field look to you?" "I wouldn't have it any other way." The waves crashed against the rock and the wind howled against their weary faces. The wounds that Ben had recieved earlier were still healing and Kadar wasn't in shape either. Zodiac and human. Or was it human and human? Kadar's chest had begun to burn. "You don't have any weapons, but I don't have powers. You do the math." "Even it is." Kadar made one step back and rose his hands into the air. They were dangling while his feet stood firm. Ben uncocked his pistol and held it gently, ready to recock it at any time. Waves crashed. No witnesses, but the rising Sun and the wingbeat of seagulls. Kadar, thrusting hand toward his target, concentrated on Ben's movements. The click of his gun and the motion of his hand to his sword revealed that Ben made the first move. He threw the blade at Kadar and aimed for the kill. Kadar used his free hand to grab the weapon, blade in fist. First and last blood. Ben fired. But as it made its way to Kadar, the Zodiac used the hilt of the sword to stop the bullet dead. "If you want the answers you seek..." Kadar looked toward the horizon. Ben stole a glance and finally realized what the man had originally targeted. The waves came crashing down on top of them, sweeping them away into the sea. 'Then come with me and find out.' ============================ Zane had switched his eyes back and forth between Camilla and the sea. Paradise has become a little more today. [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"What's that?"[/COLOR] Camilla pointed to something that had washed up onto the shore. [COLOR=Blue]"Those are people!"[/COLOR] Camilla and Zane made their way to the site. Zane was carrying his tote bag that carried medical supplies. Camilla turned one over and realized who it was. It was Kadar. And he had a massive wound on his chest which bleeded profusely. [COLOR=Blue]"Hurry, Camilla!"[/COLOR] Zane had noticed it immediately. [COLOR=Blue]"Help me carry them back to the house!"[/COLOR] "Hold on.." Kadar had woken up and had reached for Zane. Zane noticed that he had also carried the bottle of champaign with him. "I'm filled with salt..give it to me," Kadar coffed as blood poured from the corners of his mouth. Camilla grabbed the bottle and gave it to Kadar, who poured the contents into his mouth and started drinking. Kadar's body grew tense and he seemed to force the liquid to his stomache. The alcohol had pushed its way through Kadar's body and out of the wound. It was now cleansed of salt. "Take it from here.." He went unconscious once again. [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"H-hurry to the house!"[/COLOR] Camilla shouted. Zane could not believe how the man was able to do what he just did. [COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: Speeding it up again! Everyone has regrouped. Take it from here![/COLOR]

YES! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED, BITCHES! (speaking to no one in particular) Can't wait for what's in store next. Maybe Lil Kitsune should post or perhaps Angelus_Necare! As for everyone else..GET ME THE HELL OUTTA' THERE! Note: Excuse me for enjoying the shining moment a little too much.

Precisely! [COLOR=DarkOrange]Yeah..so what it was a short answer!?[/COLOR]

"AZRAEL, ANGEL OF DEATH!" Kadar rose his hand and pointed at the angel with intensity. "You have proven that you tempt God's will!" Azrael was confused by the choice of words that this man has chosen, and the look of anger on his face. Their glares matched eachother. "It is the will of God that the Zodiac will decide the conclusion of this war..As an entirity! If it was so simple as to have myself accomplish this task, then there is no meaning to the Zodiacs having an existance. No meaning to God's will!" He turned away and left the angel and everyone else to the acts presented this day. He stopped short of the door and sighed in greef. "It seems that God's place in [B]all[/B] our hearts have finally faded." [COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: I've re-edited this post about a dozen times. I wanted to get the wording and point across just right, you know.[/COLOR]

Kadar has tranfered the wound from Reoan to himself (if you haven't guessed already). When you guys meet up with Kadar later, you will see that he is bleeding and has a wound on his chest, I figured since Zane is an "angel doctor" he will be able to fix it. How does that sound to everyone? Wait until Demonchild replies or tells me that she hates my post. :p [COLOR=DarkGreen]EDIT: Alright. Let's continue.[/COLOR]

Jared paced back and forth. The new trainers were sure taking a long time. He looked at his pokedex again and saw that they [B]were[/B] taking their time. "Follow me," he ordered to Karia while walking toward Pallet. [COLOR=Magenta]"Uh. Okay."[/COLOR] Jared walked with his arms behind his head and she followed behind, carrying Plum. "You know what? I noticed that your pokemon is discolored," Jared said as he turned slightly to make eye contact. [COLOR=Magenta]"Oh, yes. Ain't it cool? Unlike your ivysaur."[/COLOR] Jared turned away with his face turning red and tense. 'God she's a pest.' In the distance, he could see a bunch of kids running around and one of them was battling two nidoran. The kid's tactics were violent, but when he caught the two pokemon, his accuracy of throwing the pokeballs were amazing. Even for a beginner. "[COLOR=Magenta]Are they the newbies?[/COLOR]" Karia asked impatiently. "They sure are. Well, time to prove yourself. Challenge them and show me you aren't worthless, Omandaru." They continued their approach to her first task.

[COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: I hope my assumptions about this RP are true. Well, here goes.[/COLOR] She tried to kill herself, yet she was also clinging on to life. Reoan..induring so much..suffering so..constantly being pushed down..no sign of an end to this injustice. [COLOR=Purple]"Well? Have you come to talk or just stare? If so, than leave. Go back to your God's children. Go back to your prescious Zodiacs!"[/COLOR] The pain of both angst and the wound was beginning to subdue her. Not for the natural result of death, but by her own emotion. Kadar was beginning to understand a little more. "Why do you hate God so?" Kadar simply asked, his eyes closed and holding his hands together. [COLOR=Purple]"You hold your hands together to pray, but he will not forgive. Only for your kind."[/COLOR] "I do not pray for your forgiveness, but I ask for His guidance." Kadar's thoughts emptied from his mind and heart. "For I know what it is like to be raped of my own dreams..My own love..all for this God." Kadar opened his eyes in anger and tried to look past her gaze. She had turned away. Her expression unreadable. "I am here for a number of reasons, Reoan. I must make clear of things to myself.." Kadar put his hands on the armrests of his chair. His face growing calm and understanding. "..And..to clear things up for you." Reoan looked up, impatiently waiting for what this man could possibly do to change the way things are. "How did you escape Hell, Reoan?" He dreaded to ask the question, but he had to make sure. This is what is called [I]faith[/I]. Reoan gave him a smile. [COLOR=Purple]"I did not escape. I was thrown out."[/COLOR] 'NO! I WAS RIGHT! Oh, how I wish it wasn't true,' Kadar thought to himself. He felt dread, but amidst the betrayal, he found what he must do. He abruptly stood up in anger. Reoan readied for the confrontation. "SO YOU ARE SAYING THAT YOU HAD RECIEVED FULL PUNISHMENT!! YOU HAVE PAYED UP TO YOUR CRIMES AND YET WE ARE DISPATCHED TO DESTROY YOU!!" Jacob could hear the ruccus that Kadar was making and opened the door. "I knew it! You won't have her!" Jacob shouted. Kadar's aura had enflared. His eyes grew pale white and the air grew thick with his intense loathing. He rose his head toward the ceiling. "I will not stand for this!" His voice was different and craved for blood. His power then wavered and he settled down once again. [COLOR=DarkRed]"What was that?"[/COLOR] Lucifer was looking through the doorway. Azrael was by his side. [COLOR=Navy]"A creeping resonance."[/COLOR] The new silence had been broken with Reoan's coughing. The pain returned once more as death crept closer. Kadar began to approach her. "You will go no further," Jacob was ready for the kill. Lucifer tried to stop the guardian from protecting her. Azrael waited for whatever was next. Kadar continued to close the space, not caring about the others. Reoan's hatred for this man was blinding her, more so than the wound. Kadar stopped by the bed, his face was settled while looking apon the helpless woman. Or was she helpless? No one knew of what to expect next. He was after all Eloc Freidon reincarnated. They knew. He reached out, not as an attack, but of greeting. He reached for her wound. "As payment, I ask that I may be allowed to be rid of the pain." A sad smile took to his face. Reoan was unsure of his intention. First his unusual rage and now this. She nodded, but with disgust. He reached further and tapped the wound with the end of his finger. Then he fell back a step as his face cringed. "You will be fine by the next morning." He walked toward the door. No one was sure of what to make of this action. "If you are wondering how, I merely transfered it." Kadar turned to where his sword was and then looked at Jacob. "That blade there. A gift to you. May you use it when the time comes..Adiol." He walked past the angels. The demoness and awakened grigori. Past Ben. He reached the front door. He turned once again to the ex-guardian. "One other thing, Reoan. You look beautiful when you smile."

For those who are in the area of Daemond. He is keeping his distance away from Zane, but keeping an eye on everyone else. He will show whenever I post of his appearance again. And don't think that your mind reading trick and illusion ability will work on him, ZANE! :smirk:

[COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: Having your typical Cid character! BOOYAH! However, he was sent to that planet a long time ago.[/COLOR] [U]Real Name:[/U] Jumo Laretime [U]Alias:[/U] Cid Mlarena [U]Age:[/U] 32 [U]Appearance:[/U] He is 5'11 and has white hair, because of the struggle and constant hardships of this backwards world. His posture is confident and cocky. See picture below, but without the gun. [U]Personality:[/U] Doesn't like being around people and would rather be with machines. He is short tempered, but when annoyed, he ignores you like you don't even exsist. [U]Your Time:[/U] Aron's Time [U]Reason for Accompanying Aron:[/U] If the portal to this world has been recently opened to allow you to enter, then maybe there is hope that the portal is still open. [U]Weapon:[/U] He wears baige gauntlets that look like gloves, but they have magic powers. He carries a lance and a sword that are both strapped to his back. He also has a tool belt that carry tools of his own invention. [U]Bio:[/U] At the age of fifteen, he was exiled to this planet by some mistake. Missing the technolgy and comfort of his lost home, he set out to me a mechanic and inventor. He decided to use his knowledge of his world to help the people here, despite the fact that he hates every one of them. After many years and many discoveries that he made on this planet, he had decided to experiment with the magical attributes of this planet to better his technology and work. He has grown into a well known leading expert in technology.

She was irritated. She probably had so many questions about why everyone was here and Kadar was not. Daemond was looking out the window. Not to see the scenery, but to sense the progress of Raven and Rubedo. It looks like they won't make the invitation. "Kadar." Camilla turned her head to Daemond. He was finally going to speak. [COLOR=Magenta]"What? Kadar?"[/COLOR] Daemond crossed his arms and lowered his head. "He is one who doesn't wish to put others in danger." [COLOR=Magenta]"Put us in danger? If he can go to Reoan on his own, then if we all went, this would be over."[/COLOR] Daemond took a breath and sighed. "Not the safety of you and the others...The safety of Reoan." Camilla twitched from the curveball that Daemond threw at her. [COLOR=Magenta]"What?! Reoan in danger? We are the ones that need to kill her, not protect her!"[/COLOR] "Kadar never said anything about killing her to stop the war. He believes that to end the war, proper justice to the right aggressor will be the key." [COLOR=Magenta]"..."[/COLOR] Their taxi stopped in front of of The Flaming Red Dress. They both got out and Daemond payed the driver, who then departed. "Only true justice can satisfy Kadar. Besides, he is in love. In love to the point that it will destroy him if his illness is not remedied." Camilla did not like the tone that Daemond had said those words in. He reached into his scarf and pulled out the weapons he had hid earlier. It seemed impossible to hide them in such a place. "Here, Miss Virgo. You might need these." [COLOR=Magenta]"Aren't you going with me?"[/COLOR] She felt really annoyed. Almost as much as Kadar made her. "No. Do you expect them to let me in wearing clothes like this? And I don't like dressing up for any occassion." She accepted her weapons and he jumped into the air, which he dissapeared into.

[COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: I'm posting now and I hope you agree with it, lil kitsune boy. Let's put the next phase of our story into motion.[/COLOR] Climbing the flight of stairs, Kadar could feel the pressence of many idividuals. His footsteps echoed through the columns of steps as he continued his pursuit. Turning upward toward something that could change his fate and those who count on him. None-the-less, he must do this. He must prove that his theory is wrong. His doubt in the structure of the world. The pressence grew stronger with every pace and motion toward his goal. He exited the starwell onto a floor level. He could feel anger. He could smell death. He touched the boundaries to Hell. 'If this is what it's like to be physically close to those who have experienced it. Than what must the final climax be like to even witness?" Kadar thought as more signs and different beings could be sensed. "I am thinking foolishly. No one will be of witness." His focused gaze had trailed to a door. The room where Reoan must be. ========================== Ben could hear that more people were in the next room. More than there should have been. Amber and the grigori had begun to stur and learned of the conversation inside. "They cannot have her," the grigori said out loud. Making his move toward the door that led to Reoan. "Hold it. We've got another visitor," Ben said as he made a motion for the grigori to stop. The front door swung open and entered a man. His form was casual and the look on his face was calm yet stern. His right hand was holding the hilt of a golden sword that rested in its sheath. The crimson red vest, the vibrant blue jumper, and his platinum hair seemed to glow as it gave the man a pressence of high class. All was mighty and dazzling, except the gun that had found its way to his neck. Ben had moved to the side of the door and positioned himself to ambush the intruder. They both became still as if they both were in suspended animation. "Who the Hell are you?" Ben spoke softly in a cool tone. The man's eyes met with Ben's. "Kadar Romolac. Zodiac Saggitarius," the man answered. The gun fired, but Kadar hit the butt of the gun with his elbow and adverted it to the ceiling. He crouched over and made a side kick with his heel toward Ben, who dodged backward and rolled to a chair three feet away. As Ben rose from the ground, he managed to sweep the chair in the opposite direction directly at Kadar. Kadar, with his right hand still on the hilt, shattered the object with one blow from his left fist. "You're good, but I'm better," Ben uttered as he made begun to bring out his own blade. However, Kadar threw his sheathed sword, tip first, directly into the hilt of Ben's blade forcing it to go back in. Ben was shocked by his accuracy, but remained calm. But Kadar spun like a top toward Ben like a silent twister, spinning along with the sword's trail. This all happened in unison without Ben noticing. Kadar suddenly stopped spinning directly in Ben's standing space then back-handed him square in the jaw with his fist. Ben spat out blood, however, pulled out his weapon in time and took advantage of the open target. Air sliced and blood sprayed from Kadar's arm as he made a move to avoid severation. The two were in a class of their own in melee. Each one sneered at eachother's skill. Kadar got away from the manuever with his partly sliced open fore-arm, but he made no cry of pain. "You're mine, Zodiac," the grigori shouted. The gap between it and Kadar had closed and it was upon the prey. With Kadar's back still turned, he rose his heel and kicked into the grigori's gut and into the air, slamming it against the ceiling. Kadar had made air and was open for yet another attack. Ben took his sword and slashed at Kadar. Despite the attempt, Kadar had already drawn his weapon and swung with a swirling motion, along with his entire body, toward the attack. They cancelled eachother out and stood still as they stared eachother down. The grigori had finally fallen from the encavement in the ceiling unconscious. "YAAAGH!" The demon girl had charged toward Kadar. "No, Amber! Don't!" Ben shouted. Kadar had brought his power out of hiding and charged his fist with concentrated flames. He turned around and lunged toward the helpless demoness. Ben could do nothing, but witness her demise. Kadar could finally see his new threatening target. He was aimed to seriously hurt whatever it was. But as he finally came within inches of the demoness, he stopped, a look of shock on his face. It was, but a mere girl and she looked like.. "Why did you stop?" Ben asked in a calm and almost grateful tone. Tears had grown from the girl's face as she began to cry over what had almost transpired. Kadar sheathed his sword and a pain of horrible sorrow consumed him. "..I..am not here to fight. Only to see your master and speak to her about something," Kadar choked as he tried to make with the words. His actions almost caused someone else to feel the pain he had to indure for so long. Amber moved to Ben and hid behind him for protection. Almost instantly, a voice could be heard from the door to the next room. [COLOR=Purple]"Let him in. Let the Zodiac in."[/COLOR] It was Reoan. Kadar was surprised that she wanted to let him pass. Almost surprised. He walked to the door and made one last look to the girl to make sure. Then he placed his arm on the door and entered the next room. "His arm. There's a scar where I had cut him," Ben whispered. Kadar's eyesight had adjusted and began to make out the images of people. Azreal, the Angel of Death, was the first to be made out. Then came Lucifer, the Morning Star. Finally, the last two people could be seen. A woman who he knew dead on was Reoan. And a man. The two made eye contact and made an attempt to look into eachother's eyes. 'Then I guess that this would be Adiol's reincarnation,' he thought. [COLOR=Purple]"It's true. You do look like him. Eloc Freidon."[/COLOR] [COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: So what do you think? The fight scene was pretty cool (which I can't wait to sketch out) and I tried to keep lil kitsune's character to his own. If there is anything that is too out there, Demonchild..well you know.[/COLOR]

OH, GOD NO! :animedepr Not another subject matter turned into a religious one?! He probably wasn't entirely serious about what he posted. (But what if he is?! May his god(s) have mercy on us all!) "That guy over there is touching her ever so slightly! [I][B]Smite him![/B][/I]"

Wow.. :confused: This looks like another cool/uncool popularity discussion. The whole thing on beautiful and not so beautiful is a little too diverse. I'm even surprised (if at all) that you accepted such a report subject and went through with it. Was the class influenced by a beautiful ditz?.. :shifty: Darn those hot dumb-dumbs! Always trying to prove that they always get what they want!

This girl truly was amazing. Hiding her emotions despite the danger her pokemon will be in. She was determined. He'll give her that much. "That book," Jared started. "Give it to me." [COLOR=Purple]"Why do you want it?"[/COLOR] "Just hand it over." Karia handed him the book with his records and he started to read it. "Interesting. Well, I'll be keeping this from now on." He put the book into his vest pocket and a smile appeared onto his face. [COLOR=Purple]"Wait! You can't keep that!"[/COLOR] Karia made a move to grab it back, but Jared turned away to protect it from her. "From now on, you must focus on your own pokemon and your own training. Not the details of others. You have the skill for that already." They both were silent. Minutes later, Jared reached for his belt to grab his pokedoex. It was black and obviously custom made. This is a pokedex that is far superior to any normal one. He opened it and looked on the map. "They will be here any time now." [COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: Sorry for my behavior before. I finally edited my post and we are waiting for the trainers from Pallet.[/COLOR]

[quote name='duoikari']Wow, wait a minute! Tokyopop has a contest on where you have something to do with mangas!. What is this competition for and what website is it advertised on?[/quote] Go to [url]www.tokyopop.com[/url] and there is info on getting your comic published by them. For either this way or through the contest, you have to give up A LOT of your rights to the company itself. It's one of the [B]perks[/B] of getting to be world reknown. :shifty:

There used to be a comic for it, too, which I think was drawn by the creator of Link, Miyamoto. It was included in Nintendo Power Magazine and it was six issues long. Pretty good for somewhat porely drawn characters, though. As for the cartoon, I thought it was cool. [COLOR=SeaGreen]"For you, Princess! Anything!"[/COLOR] Surfs up!

I don't want to sound stereotypical, but... ..the answer to your questions are in the questions themselves. "They are(n't) already doing thus implied." That is as involved as I am going to get.

[COLOR=Sienna]O.O.C.: Thank GOD! I was going to say something about the level thing (it's nothing like the TV show), but I'm glad someone who agrees said so first. One other thing, Sakurasuka. I like what you did with my character, but one thing. He wouldn't have been so surprised at the book about his pokemon (the accuracy). Everything else is good. However, take out "Funny, I was about to say the same thing."[/COLOR] [COLOR=Purple]"Please!"[/COLOR] Jared was furiously rubbing his red hair with both hands. He was frustrated with the girl's persistance. He calmed down and closed his eyes in thought. "You want it that bad?" [COLOR=Purple]"YES! Anything, great one."[/COLOR] Jared popped a vessel. "First stop calling me that," he frustrated. [COLOR=Purple]"Then what should I address you as?"[/COLOR] He remained silent as he walked to her and looked deep into her eyes. "You must perform an act of loyalty." The look in his eyes were hollow, portraying a scary look. [COLOR=Purple]"Anything!"[/COLOR] Jared turned toward the path that led to Pallet town. "There are new trainers coming this way today. You must challenge them." Karia looked at him dissapointed and unsatisfied. "[COLOR=Purple]Fight a bunch of fresh newbies?[/COLOR]" she scoffed. "[COLOR=Purple]That's a little low.[/COLOR]" Jared gave her a smile. "There are a few conditions, however. You must challenge them as a three on one match." Her mood changed. This sounded more interesting. "One other thing," he said as she gave him another puzzled look. "You must use your Venonat. And it cannot move. Not one inch!" Karia was not too hapy about that. [COLOR=Purple]"What?! How is Plum going protect itself?! I can't win without moving!"[/COLOR] "That's not what I intended," Jared smiled as he walked away. "Those are my terms. And if you fail?..Well..Let's just say I don't want worthless trainers praying on my heels." He dissapeared over the rolling hills, waving his left hand in farewell. [COLOR=Purple]"But..I can't betray my pokemon like that. It'll get hurt."[/COLOR]

"Wartortle! Use bite! Not too hard, though!" The wartorlte grabbed the Metapod and bit down with extreme force. It's shell began to crack as it cried out for mercy. "Metapo, return!" the boy cried as the pokeball retrieved the hurting pokemon. "Are you alright, Metapo?" "Excellent, Wartortle. Eat this," the other trainer said as he tossed it a berry. "You can return now." "[COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Wartortle war[/COLOR]," the pokemon said in glee. "No talking with your mouth full." The trainer walked up to the boy who was crying for his badly hurt pokemon. "I..I'll never..hic..get to the Poke Center in time! I don't know what to do!" He dropped the pokeball and put his face in his hands. The trainer pulled something out of his pocket. "Take this, kid." He handed the boy a super potion. "Remember to never leave town again without supplies. For you and your pokemon," he said as he gave the boy a reassuring smile. "Th-thank you," the boy let out his metapod and applied the potion. It was as good as new. "Metapo, you're alright," the boy cried for joy as he embraced it. All of a sudden, it began to shine a bright light. Almost instantly, it evolved into a butterfree. The trainer walked way, satisfied with a job well done. "What is you're name, mister? I want to thank you again." He didn't turn and kept walking. "The name is Jared. Jared Gearus."