Deadpool

I figured you would go with Valium, he seems more to your style. Arsenic seems like i would be the best at here on this one

i need my buddy since everyone else hates me. If he doesnt show up can I have johnny back

hey i remember and shwa and nergil had walked in and sat at a different table

lets get this back on track

Is it bad that i forgot my persons name Name: Kyle Williams Age: 28 Personality: so called "drunk" of the group Mech: White Tiger Mech Name: Shadow Personality: Extremely lazy lol

[color=#b22222][size=2][u][b]Name:[/b][/u] Tâ??kires Valiras of Zionix[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][u][b]Race:[/b][/u] Vourian[/size][/color] [size=2][color=#b22222][b][u]Background[/u]:[/b] Vourians typically stand between six and a half foot to seven and a half feet tall, have two long, proportionately thick fingers and an opposable thumb on each hand, each tipped with talons, and a set of mandibles around their mouths. The most distinguishing feature of Vourians is their metallic carapace, which is a result of their evolution. Vourian features are[/color][url="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/avian"][color=#b22222]avian[/color][/url][color=#b22222], making them resemble humanoid birds or raptors, however unlike most Earth avian creatures, turians are [/color][url="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/viviparous"][color=#b22222]viviparous[/color][/url][color=#b22222] and give birth to live young.[/color][/size] [color=#b22222][size=2]Males and females do not differ greatly in physical appearance, but female turians lack the crest of horns found in the males of the race. The lifespan of a turian is comparable to about seven human life spans.[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2]Vourians wear elaborate face paint marking their tribe of origin, though it is hard to tell which markings distinguish which tribes the markings come in many different shades of color that only species with extremely good eyesight can tell the small difference in hue. The more intricate the markings are the higher up and trusted that Vourian is.[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2]Vourians exhibit the characteristics of predators rather than those of prey species. Their forward-facing alert eyes give the impression that they possess outstanding eyesight and their teeth and jaws mimic the structures possessed by apex predators such as crocodiles or ancient, carnivorous dinosaurs. Their talons on both their feet and hands seem capable of ripping flesh. Their slender bodies also seem to suggest that they are also capable of moving at high speeds.[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2]The Vourian homeworld, Palaven, has a metal-poor core, generating a weak magnetic field and allowing more solar radiation into the atmosphere. To deal with this, most forms of life on Palaven evolved some form of metallic exoskeleton to protect themselves. Their reflective interlocking plate-like skin makes Vourians less susceptible to mid-level radiation exposure but does not decrease mobility. A Vourianâ??s thick skin does not stop projectiles and directed energy bolts but most blunt force blows tend to have no effect. There also resides a layer of insulation underneath their natural armor negating the effects of stun guns unless it can pierce the armor and the thin layer underneath.[/size][/color] [size=2][color=#b22222]Vourian blood has a dark blue colouration, possibly from the presence of [/color][url="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hemocyanin"][color=#b22222]hemocyanin[/color][/url][color=#b22222] rather than [/color][url="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/hemoglobin"][color=#b22222]hemoglobin[/color][/url][color=#b22222], which would fit with the biology of a metallic exoskeleton. The Vourianâ??s have had to switch to a nearby planet of Gorathas their homeworld has died and solar winds have killed everything that resided there[/color][/size] [color=#b22222][size=2]A vourians eyesight is one of the strongest in the galaxy giving them the ability to see up to three to four miles unaided clearly with no near or far sighted side effects. their hearing is also extremely unique as their ears are independent or each other allowing them to listen to two seperate things at once and is extremely sharp and powerful. Vourians are not the fastest species in the galaxy but are up there but their agility more then makes up for it due to their reverse jointed legs similiar to that of predatory dinosaurs . The fact that they posses an exoskeleton and an internal one makes them extremely robust and durable[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][u][b]Codename:[/b][/u] Crimson Angel[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][u][b]Personality:[/b][/u] Has become quite over the years due to an accident that has happened years ago. Has a hard time opening up but can carry on a conversation with the best. Due to his years of work as an assassin he has the ability to let nothing show or give him away. That and after the rest of his tribe died in the death of the Vourian homeworld he is the last remaining member which has given him the honor of all his tribe making him the youngest and most respect member in political side of the Vourian culture.[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][u][b]Job:[/b][/u] Assassin/ Info Broker. His job as a manager of the â??barsâ?? that Vourians use to run their business of bounty hunting and guns for hire. Vourians have their hands in almost every dealing across the galaxy but due to the extreme proffinceny of their race they tend to be left alone. They do hold respect for the law and tend to stay in the middle ground staying neutral with everyone.[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2]Unlike the custom of the Vourian race to never remove the face paint, Tâ??kires does his whenever he is on a job as to keep his identity secret as every Vourian looks almost exactly alike.[/size][/color] [u][color=#b22222][size=2][b]Appearance[/b][/size][/color][/u] [size="1"][color="#b22222"][url="http://images.wiki.wegame.com/i/aFu038V7.jpg"]http://images.wiki.wegame.com/i/aFu038V7.jpg[/url][/color][/size] [u][color=#b22222][size=2][b]Weapons[/b][/size][/color][/u] [color=#b22222][size=2][u]M-98 Widow:[/u] A anti material projectile based sniper rifle with an alternate energy setting[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][img]http://social.bioware.com/uploads_user/1829000/1828917/41088.jpg[/img][/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][u]Phaeston[/u]: A high powered energy based assualt rifle[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][img]http://images.wikia.com/masseffect/images/1/11/ME3_Phaeston_Assault_Rifle.png[/img][/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][u]M-77 Paladin:[/u] carries two of these projectile based pistols[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][img]http://images.wikia.com/masseffect/images/4/43/ME3_Paladin_Heavy_Pistol.png[/img][/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2]His weapons all break down to fit into special slot into his armor therefore disguising them from scanners and other devices. His armor also has the ability to change color[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2][u][b]Skills:[/b][/u] Sharpshooter, recon, assassin[/size][/color] [color=#b22222][size=2]I know its not exactly the same and probably left a few things out but we all know so its okay lol[/size][/color]

as am i having issues as well dont want to redo the whole thing but want to make it where anyone new can understand

[color="#8B0000"][size="1"] [u][b]Basic Info[/b][/u] [b]Name:[/b] Vares Frost [b]Nickname:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] 25 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Casual Appearance:[/b] [url="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=anime+guy&um=1&hl=en&sa=N&biw=1250&bih=905&tbm=isch&tbnid=_-gykvUqGw0iXM:&imgrefurl=http://tiff90cat-guys.buzznet.com/user/photos/anime-guy/%3Fid%3D4266732&docid=VUhGl4D5g7ERlM&imgurl=http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users15/tiff90cat/default/anime-guy--large-msg-117068544663.jpg&w=500&h=670&ei=ipqoTt2ZA4eftwft5bF4&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=390&vpy=374&dur=543&hovh=260&hovw=194&tx=87&ty=106&sig=106290710052656818633&page=8&tbnh=180&tbnw=129&start=173&ndsp=25&ved=1t:429,r:2,s:173"]Vares[/url] He typical doesn't wear alot of clothing cause of the habit he acquired in training to use his form of magic. Alot of times he even forgets that he stripped down to his underwear. [b]Battle Appearance:[/b] Same [u][b]Magical Info[/b][/u] [b]Circle Colour:[/b] Ice Blue [b]Type:[/b] Caster [b]Magic:[/b] Static Ice Make--This type of magic allows Vares to create inanimate objects out of ice and or affect the environment around him in various forms. His mind is pretty much the limit as to what he can make. The strength and stability of the ice creations depends on whether or not he uses both hands to create them. One handed is faster but weaker then using both hands. [u][b]Spells[/b][/u] [u]Basic Spells:[/u] Any Ice Make with one hand [u]Moderate Spells:[/u] Any Ice Make with two hands [u]Advanced Spells:[/u] Will learn later [b][u]Other Info:[/u][/b] [b]Personality:[/b] Vares comes off as a non caring individual. It seems as if he doesn't care what is going on in the world or with the people around him. He is normally found sitting by himself luckily with more then his underwear on. He is one of those that normally will only speak when spoken too or if he overhears something that is just plain wrong. He is not very opinionated and leaves people to there own beliefs. He prefers to stay that guy in the background that is always there but never there at the same time. When it comes to talking to people he says his part here and there. He is not an asshole by any means but is not a outwardly friendly guy either. He has no problem listening to others and will give his bit if asked but will remain quite the entire time if not spoken too. He has a calm temperment and normally removes himself from conflicts with guild mates or people he is forced to work with. In battle he has always been a fight first talk later person. He doesn't enjoy the banter between two people at the beginning of a fight and normally will attack when his opponent starts trash talking normally taking them off guard. [b]Background:[/b] Vares has no memory of any family at all due to the fact he suffered an attack while he was on the road that left his memory broken. the only thing he remembers is the woman who took him in and showed him how to use the most basic form of Ice make. He doesn't remember her name at all but he remembers her face and the faces of the other two students. For years he practiced with the other two students Vince and Ashen under her. it was where he got the habit of stripping from as they practiced outside in the cold mountain snow in nothing but their underwear. Life was great until he woke up to find a knife in Salaris' chest just before he turned twenty one. After the death of their teacher the three split with mixed feelings each going there own separate ways. He wandered the road for years until he was mugged outside the city that the guild Excalibur resided in. [b]Flashback:[/b] Vares brought the mug of liguor up to his lips slowly sipping the potent liquid before tilting it back and downing almost a quarter of the glass. He leaned his back against the table of the bench he sat at watching the people come and go. People all over the guild were conversing with each other or trying to pick a job, or getting into an agrument about who was better. [b]"So this is a guild"[/b] He had just joined yesterday but in truth he had been here for almost a good three weeks now. One of the members had brought him in after someone had jumped him outside the city. Whoever it had been had been a decent mage and defiantly had gotteb him by surprise.. But now thanks to that incident his memories were hazy at best and couldn't remember anything clearly really. He had been in the medical office until he had gotten better and then had been asked to joined. He figured it had been mostly out of the fact they had save his life is why he joined. One of the members had found a necklace with a pendant on it that had broke in half. The side that was still attached had the word 'vares' on it,, thus giving him the name they called him by now. Only a few of his memories where intact, one of them being of him running through the mountain snow with almost no clothes on with three other people though he couldn't remember their names. That and various bits of him using his ice make magic. will finish later

[size="1"][color="#880000]Jensen made his way back o his room passing Asher along the way who laughed looking at him. [b]"Showing off are we now?"[/b] Jensen walked past him. [b]"Rhea took my shirt"[/b] His voice was impassive and uncaring. Asher grabbed his wrist stopping him. [b]"You alright. Its alittle weird not hearing anymore jokes"[/b] Jensen turned to him, his face and eyes void of emotion. [b]"Another time"[/b] He wrenched his arm away and walked into his room. The lights were off save the dim flicker of light from one of the candles he had placed around his room. He proceeded to light the rest before grabbing a new shirt, basking the room in a very weak dim glow. He sat down at his desk looking at the open books that covered it. There were books here on everyone's parents, including his own. Ancient drawings, scrolls, and papers were taped or stapled all over the walls. He began sifting through pages when he heard a voice. [b]"Why did you not fight true with that little brat?"[/b] His eyes darted over to see a small dragon with gleaming red sclaes sitting perched onto his dresser, that was the same size as Kilon. [b]"Does it really matter?"[/b] The dragon let out a spout of flame. [b]"Come now Vastra, you spent almost all of your waking moments on this miserable planet strengthing your body and killing your nerves. I know damn well most those hits didn't hurt as bad and you wouldn't of fallen that easy on the ground"[/b] Jensen shrugged. [b]"I slipped, she had fun, she won. End of story"[/b] The dragon's voice raised with an aggressive tone. [b]"How could you let your honor come second to some stupid girl?"[/b] Anothre voice joined the chorus. [/b]"Come now Hiras its not honor you speak of but pride. And there was nothing wrong with what Vastra did"[/b] Jensen turned to see a green scaled one curled up on his bed. [b]"What is this a family reunion in my room? You should of called I would have straightened up a it"[/b] The green one let out a chuckled while Hiras just huffed. [b]"Hiras has always been the headstrong one"[/b] Hiras let out a snarl. [b]"Shut your mouth Veni. Vastra should of put that girl in her place. She is not a dragon she does not carry the nobility that we do. She is just so common lowlife offspring of another lowlife demon."[/b] Veni let out a sigh as Jensen lit a cigarette. [b]"So your saying I should of not of done what I did"[/b] Hiras arched his neck. [b]"I would of broken every bone in her frail little body the moment i got one hand on her if it was me. I would have smashed her around like his was the little doll she was"[/b] [b]"But it wasn't now was it brother?"[/b] Veni looked at him expecantly [b]"Shut your mouth sister. The dragon's honor holds no place for sympathy"[/b] Jensen shook his head. [b]"I have one disfunctional family"[/b] Veni nodded. [b]"we are just like everyone else. We all have our quirks tht make us unique. Like Hiras' obession with honor and always proving that dragon's are the higher beings"[/b] [b]"Cause we are. Which is why you shouldn't of let that little ***** walk over you like you did and make you look like something you aren't and mar what ti means to be a dragon."[/b] Jensen rubbed his temples. [b]"This has all been great but I would like some peace and quiet now"[/b] With that they were both gone, causing him to shake his head. [b]"This is starting to be more trouble then its worth"[/b] He took another drag off his cigarette as he went back to flipping pages. Beofre he knew it hours had passed and he was starting to feel hungry again. He put out his cigarette in his ashtray and made his way to the cafeteria as they were setting out dinner. He decided to go with a whole plate of lamb chops that were slightly on the bloody side. He chose a table off in the corner away from the other students content to lose himself in his books. when he had finished the plate he pushed it away and continued reading in the fading light coming through the windows. He paused to wonder just how many more brothers and sisters he had, that and what exatcly the school was trying to do for them. It was at that moment Crowley and Kaile walked in. Jensen motioned for Crowley to come over. [b]"Hey I need some of your blood so I can change and figure out the exent of my other side."[/b] Crowley pasued for a second looking around. He left then came back out of the kitchen with a knife and a small container. He cut a small gash along his left arm letting enough blood flow that the small container was a quarter of the way filled. With that they nodded and parted ways. Jensen turned back to his book as he stuck the container in the back of his pocket. He filled the pages becomeing interested in the different rituals it had listed. It was then he noticed Mary. He gave a small wave and motioned for her to sit down. [b]"So Mary if i remember correctly, I havent realy seen you that much around here. What the hell you been getting yourself into?"[/b][/color][/size]

[size="1"][color="#8B0000"]ooc: Finally a chance for me to write about how my character actually would be in a fight. Jensen watched her carefully. Their styles were complete opposite ends of the spectrum. He was a brute, a tank and that his size and build would allow him to soak up most of her hits while she was fast and agile and would be hard to catch. All he had to do was get his hands on her and then it would be over. He just had to outlast the many blows until he did catch her. He knew Rhea knew the same thing as well. With a nod they went at it. Rhea easily escaping his punches or grabs and constantly delivered kicks and punches to any exposed areas she could reach at that time. Jensen just shook off the first inital wave of attacks, tightening his muscles right before she struck. Red marks could been seen starting to form all over his chest, ribs, back, and thighs with a few on the sides of his face when a kick would catch him across the jaw. After the first minute they backed off and noticed at students were starting to crowd around them. Both of them were breathing heavy as Jensen had been taking blow after blow and Rhea had been driving herself hard, doing her best to break down Jensen. They started circling both cracking a smile when they heard kids making bets. Jensen looked at her curiously. [b]"Who got under your skin?"[/b] Rhea smiled at him challengingly. [b]"What makes it so sure its not you?"[/b] [b]"Cause if it was me i would be able to tell but it looks like the anger towards someone else is being vented right now."[/b] [b]"Its was one of the holy people"[/b] Jensen cracked a smile. [b]"Holy people, the high and mighty. they pretend like they understand and can help us so we can fight their war for them. Or at least thats how i see it. In my eyes they want us to fight against our demonic parents and Hell so it shifts the balance in their favor. But thats just me"[/b] He swung but Rhea ducked and delivered a sweep kick to the back of his legs like she had done in the hallway. Jensen let out a laugh as he just tensed and she rolled away getting back into her stance. [b]"Come on did you really think that would work"[/b] [b]"Worked last time"[/b] [b]"Hey I gotta let the girl win at least once. Get boring if I won everytime"[/b] He smiled as she scowled at him. [b]"Come on you really think a meathead like me would drop from one kick that went anywhere else but the groin. Unless you were stronger then me I think not."[/b] [b]"Don't get to high and mighty, you still haven't laid a hit yet"[/b] She spun around his incoming hand slamming her elbow into his ribs making him grunt a little. She managed to land a knee in the spine before having to back off to keep from getting caught. Jensen let out a laugh. [b]"Thats just cause your fast while I am not but you know the moment I get my hands on you its done"[/b] She smiled. [b]"Oh don't worry I know but thats if you do"[/b] And with that they were back at it. After another minute they broke again. The marks on Jensen's body starting to turn to bruises. [b]"You know eventually I am going to break you down"[/b] [b]"Depends on if I catch you before then or if you run out of energy"[/b] [/color][/size]

[size="1"][color="#8B0000"]Jensen Nodded to Asher. [b]"We will meet up later."[/b] He nodded to Crowley as he passed by walking out the door and made his way down the hallways to Takeo's room. He jiggled the door handle finding it locked. He let out a small growl then reached into his wallet and pulled out a card. He stuck it in between the door and the frame and slid it downward till he heard the lock click. He opened the door and saw his books on the table. He cradled them in under his arm and made his way to the cafeteria. when he got about halfway there a scent reached his nose. [b]"Rain"[/b] As if on cue a loud clap of thunder shook the the school. He continued to head to the cafeteria. Once he got there he grabbed a tray and picked out six steaks that were a little on the bloody side. He looked around and saw Alice, Takeo, Rhea, and Mary sitting together at a table. He made his way towards them but instead of sitting with them he continued till he reached a table that was by the glass wall. He sat down but could still hear there conversation much to his discomfort but the rain was relaxing to watch. [b]"What's wrong with the meathead"[/b] The sound of Rhea's voice reached his ears. Takeo's came next. [b]"I didn't hear a single joke or anything from him"[/b] Jensen spoke loud enough for them to hear. [b]"Alone"[/b] He felt the weird stares coming towards his back. He ignored them and opened his books as he devoured one of his steaks. His eyes skimmed through pages faster and faster. He had always had a good memory for some reason. If it was like what his father had said, all of his kind had this kind of memory. Within an hour Jensen had read the books and just finished his last steak, He stood up leaving the books and walked towards the door leading outside and pushed open the door and walked out into the rain. He within a minute he was soaked, he ran a hand through his hair as he looked around. Finding what he wanted He jumped up onto a stone table then jumped up to the roof catching the lip with his hands and throwing himself up. He turned around looking down into the courtyard and lit himself a cigarette using his hand to shelter it from the rain. He took a drag and looked up to the dark clouds. Why was he feeling this sudden urge to be alone, not to mention he hardly even felt like talking anymore. [b]"Its the way we are Vastra brother"[/b] Jensen's head spun to his left and his breath left him. Sitting right next to him was a dragon no bigger then his arm. Its scales were a bright white and it had its wings folded up over its head like an umbrella. Jensen's first reaction was to grab the thing but the dragon let out a growl. [b]"I assure you I assure you I can grow bigger. Its something we all can do, we all can shrink and grow to four different sizes. Its what makes us such excellent eyes and ears, eventually you will learn the same once you come home and we can rid you have the weak human blood that infests your veins."[/b] Jensen took another drag off his cigarette as he turned his attention back to the storm. [b]"Why are you here?"[/b] [b]"I just wanted to meet my younger brother. Can family not stay in touch, Vastra?"[/b] [b] "My name is Jensen"[/b] The dragon flicked its forked tongue out. [b]"Your human name is Jensen, your real name is Vastra."[/b] Jensen just shrugged. [b]"So earlier you said its the way we are"[/b] The dragon nodded.[b] "Our kind is a solitary kind, we prefer to be alone in our the company of the ones we trust or our riches whatever that may be. Since your change when you actually felt your true form your instincts have been slowly taking more effect. Hopefully you can control them"[/b] [b]"And if I can't? What happens then?"[/b] He finished his cigarette and pulled out another and began digging through his pockets to try and find his lighter. The dragon arced its head next to Jensen's cigarette. [b]"Allow me brother"[/b] Jensen paused the shrugged and nodded. The little dragon let out a small spurt of flame lighting it. [b]"If you can't then people will die and you will lose everyone here. Its as simple as that"[/b] [b]"Why did father's hate towards the wolves transfer to me?"[/b] [b]"It transferred to all of us. Some of us can just keep it in check others can't. Only time will tell if you can or not"[/b] It stood up and stretched. [b]"Well the talk as been nice brother but its time for me to go"[/b] Jensen nodded and stood up. [b]"What is your name by the way?"[/b] [b]"Kilon"[/b] With that Kilon took off and flew into the clouds. Jensen watched him fly away then stood up and hopped off the roof and pack inside where the four were still sitting and talking. He walked straight up to them causing them to quiet when he drew near. He stood there for a second then held out his hand to Takeo. [b]"Thank you"[/b] Takeo looked at his hand. [b]"For what?"[/b] [b]"The books"[/b] Takeo shook his, a slight confused sound in his voice.[b] "Uhhh sure you no problem"[/b] Jensen started to turn when he accidently brushed against Mary and a small spark coursed through him for almost a second causing him to pause. He looked from his hand to her.[b] "That was interesting. Well good day to you four. I'm back off to the gym"[/b] He made his way through the hallways until he reached the gym. He stacked weights onto one of the bench press bars and laid back onto the bench and lifted it off the rack. He closed his eyes letting everything he had read from the books course through his mind as he slowly pressed the bar up and down[/color][/size]

[color="#8B0000"][size="1"]Jensen sat next to Asher as the class was filing in. He glanced around the room until his eyes fell on Mary. The moment he looked at her she turned and their eyes made contact. After a couple seconds Jensen simply nodded towards her then turned towards Asher. [b]"Is it just me or is this school pretty boring?" "Isn't every school boring" "Maybe thats a requirment for schools. You will be bored to all hell" [/b] Asher let out a chuckle at his comment. [b]"Maybe" "And who is the new girl?" "You mean Mary?"[/b] Jensen shook his head. [b]"If I meant Mary I would have said Mary? I meant this nun that is right in front of us. I am getting tired of seeing nothing but priests and holy folk all over the place. Its making me go crazy"[/b] Asher shrugged. [b]"Apparently they are all here to help and protect us"[/b] Jensen scoffed. [b]"I doubt that. Seems to me that we are meant to protect them. I don't know about you but me and my demon father are not at odds with each other or so it seems right now. Tayrus, the 'Dragon lord of hell's fire'[/b]. Jensen but a mock emphasis on the title. [b]"He seems like a pretty chill dude[/b]" He let out a small laugh. [b]"So your father is the lord of fire and a dragon?"[/b] [b]"Wait how did you know that?"[/b] Jensen looked at him confusingly. [b]"Well if you would pay attention more and keep your eyes off the girls you wouldn't ramble."[/b] Asher let out a sigh. [b]"Don't hate me for admiring."[/b] Asher shook his head smiling. [b]"So what all did your father say?"[/b] Jensen shrugged [b]"I don't really remember. A bunch of this and that really"[/b] Asher let out another sigh putting his hands to his face. [b]"You really have a hard time listening you realize that"[/b] [b]"So does Rhea"[/b] Jensen gave a small smile as he stretched in his chair. Asher looked over to Rhea and saw the cold stare she was giving before turning back to Jensen. [b]"You do realize she heard you right?"[/b] Jensen nodded his fangs bared in his smile. [b]"That's why I said it"[/b] [b]"She is going to come after you if you keep pushing her buttons"[/b] Jensen looked at Rhea.[b] "Oh what does this one do?"[/b] He pretended to push buttons on his desk. [b]"And this one, and this one?"[/b] Asher let out a laugh as a book flew at Jensen only to have him catch it. [b]"You really do enjoy antagonizing her"[/b] Jensen nodded. [b]"For kicking me in the legs when it was completely uncalled for its the least I can do in return"[/b] the two of them broke out in laughs as they waited for their next instructions[/size][/color]

[color="#8B0000"][size="1"]As Crowley leaned against the opposite doorway the axe on Jensen's necklace suddenly felt heavy. [b]"Dude don't take this the wrong way but i don't think my necklace likes you"[/b] [b]"Do you know that its pulsing red?"[/b] [b]"I can't see the damn thing it doesn't hang that low"[/b] Jensen reached up and yanked on the chain but for some reason it wouldn't break. [b]"Think you can give me a hand here?"[/b] Crowley reached up and grabbed the axe medallion to tug it but the moment it touched his fingers he drew back like a snake just bit him. Blood dripped from his index finger. [b]"The thing just cut me open"[/b] Pain racked Jensen's body as purple fire encircled him. His skin slowly changed to black scales that gleamed while his chest took on a golden yellow hue. His shoulders became encased in thicker scales and spikes forced their way out. The same thing happened to his knees, shins and forearms. Black feather like appendages shot out of the back of his head as spikes shot out of his spine. Out of his back emerged the skeletal frame of wings but not the leathery part. The fire died away and Jensen hit his head on the top of the doorway. [b]"Wow"[/b] Jensen looked down to see that he now stood a couple feet taller then Crowley. He looked over the changes his body had gone through. A deep purple stone was implanted in the center of his chest. [b]"This is different"[/b] [b]"Hey Jensen"[/b] [b]"What?"[/b] [b]"You talking in my head. Actually I can see everything that you see"[/b] [b]"Thats cause that it what is supposed to happen"[/b] A deep voice rumbled around them as fire encircled the two of them. when it disappeared they were standing on a plain that was covered in fire thought there was nothing left to be burned the fire raged as if it was constantly being fed. Out of it rose a massive head that held the shape of a dragon's head though made entirely of fire. Its voice rumbled across the plain and seem to shake the very insides of Jensen and Crowley [b]"Son so good to see that you and and the son of Astaroth have finally gotten a chance to know each other."[/b] Jensen turned his head towards Crowley who just shrugged. [b]"Hey I had nothing to do with this"[/b] [b]"Your the one who wanted to talk."[/b] Jensen barred his elongated teeth. [b]"This whole hearing you talk and not seeing your mouth move is going to drive me crazy"[/b] [b]"That is due to the stone in your chest. When you speak to Crowley it will be telepathic. Everyone else it will be words. Dragons have the ability to remember every little detail. your father found that extremely useful as we know everything that goes on even if we just barely overheard it and were not actually paying attention. Crowley will be able to find out anything he needs to know through you son. It will makes his plans more solid as me comes up with them"[/b] Crowley folded his arms. [b]"So what does this all have to due with me?"[/b] Tayrus let out a long stream of fire. [b]"Many years ago my kind was killed to extinction. Your father brought me back and eventually more of my kind. In turn I gave my word that I will help your father in his plans as payment. your father already knows how powerful a dragon's word is thereby removing him having to try to deceive me into doing his bidding, which as your father already knows is impossible. But my loyalty stands with him. Maybe one day you should talk to your father more to get his side. As years have passed he has come to see me as a trusted friend. Not even the Devil himself can make me turn against him."[/b] [b]"I have a question?"[/b] Jensen stretched out the skeletal wing frame and swished his tail back and forth a couple times. [b]"Why was I not able to change before?"[/b] [b]"Only Crowley's blood on Hyron can cause your change, there fore unless you give him your word which you already know you will never go back on, you will be of little use in the upcoming trials. Your life hangs in his hands. As Crowley's sanity rests in yours"[/b] Crowley's red eyes narrowed. [b]"What do you mean?"[/b] Tayrus gave an amused snort [b]"I crafted both of your weapons. Both Hyron and The Mace of Dementia though they have had many holders throughout the years and each have taking a personality of their own. Dragons make the best craftsman if you listen to the stories and with demon infused blood we are only better. A small amount of Jensen's blood can sedate the cravings until it is time for battle. It was mine and Astaroth's agreement. Each one of you would have to rely on the other the same amount."[/b] Jensen scratched his head. [b]"What is Hyron?"[/b] As if on cue a massive axe appeared in his hands. The sheer weight caused the ground underneath his feet to crack. Red lines pulsed through it as its black sheen glowed in the light of the fire. [b]"That my son is Hyron. A weight that only a dragon can bear and that only the strength of a dragon can wield it" [/b] Jensen tightened his grip on it. Suddenly purple flames filled in his skeletal wings. [b]"I was wondering if I could fly."[/b] Tayrus nodded. [b]"Now leave. Astaroth would like to speak to you again and meet Jensen when you two have a chance"[/b] Crowley narrowed his eyes. [b]"Why doesn't he just come here?"[/b] [b]"Because we limit the amount of interaction between us for certain reason. That and I do not want to catch his palace on fire again."[/b] With that the flames circled around them and they were back at the same spot they were just standing. Jensen was completely back to normal. He looked over his hands before looking at Crowley. [b]"So it seems our fates are intertwined to each other'[/b] Crowley nodded. [b]"So it would seem"[/b] [b]"It is going to be interesting to see how this works. Apparently our parents have something planned for us."[/b] [b]"Would explain the reason why they have an important aspect of us that directly relies on the other."[/b] Jensen lit a cigarette. [b]"Brings to question though what exactly do our parents what. My father seemed to dance around the subject. Hopefully yours will bring a closer picture."[/b] [b]"Possibly or he might do the same and let us figure it out on our own"[/b] [b]"Lead the way, lets make this fast I haven't eaten at all today."[/b] [/size][/color]

ooc: i decided to but this post after to make it flow more smoothly lol [color="#8B0000"][size="1"]Jensen just shook his head. [b]"You still really think thats what this is all about huh. Tis a shame"[/b] Rhea stopped and turned to him [b]"Then what is it?"[/b] Her face was skeptical. [b]"Its a simple matter really. Building the body to take as much pain a possible."[/b] He motioned to two other students that happened to walk in while they were sparring. [b]"Care to help me with something."[/b] [b]"So you want to take as much pain as possible. Why not get to where you just dodge everything?"[/b] Jensen stacked weights onto a bar and lifted it over his head. [b]"For people who are gifted with speed that would be more the direction to go"[/b] He nodded to the students as they began punching him in the stomach and chest. He grunted through each one. [b]"But for someone like me where speed is not my strong point and strength and power is and the fact i know i am going to get hit at somepoints during these upcoming fights I train to take it and keep going."[/b] [b]"Your confusing you do realize that"[/b] [b]"And our time is up now if you excuse me i must finish my training for today"[/b] He felt the cold stare from his simple dismissal of her. [b]"You do know that's not a way to treat a lady"[/b] [b]"It is when one is training to protect the lady and his companions and would like concentration"[/b] He watched her storm off letting out a sigh. One of the students shook his head as he delievered a hard kick to Jensen's leg. [b]"She is so going to give you hell for that"[/b] [b]"So be it"[/b] He held the weighted bar over his head throughout each blow, not letting it drop an inch. Time seem to pass slowly as he let his mind get lost in the music that was blaring through the speakers when another voice reached his ears. [b]"Thats an interesting way to do body hardening Jensen"[/b] Jensen opened his eyes to see Kaiel standing there with another girl. [b]"Kaiel"[/b] He could already feel that almost instinctive tension rising between them again. Almost as if the hate was not their's but had been there at birth. He quickly shook it off. [b]"And who is this?"[/b] Kaiel held out her hand. [b]"This is Mary. I was just showing her around school when I saw you doing this ridiculous training"[/b] She motioned to the two students that where still hitting Jensen throughout their conversation. Jensen lowered the bar to his shoulders and held out his hand. [b]"Jensen"[/b] The girl shook it almost challengingly. [b]"Nice to meet you"[/b] Jensen regarded the girl. She had deep sea blue eyes and long pink hair that made her pale complexion stand out. It actually went together quite well. [b]"Like what you see"[/b] Her comment caused Jensen to laugh [b]"Please Mary don't get him started."[/b] [b]"And why is that?"[/b] [b]"Cause if you start any kind of challenge with this guy... just never mind i will let you find out on your own time"[/b] [b]"Damn Kaiel I didn't know you paid so much attention to me"[/b] Jensen couldn't help but let a smile creep across his face [b]"See what i mean now"[/b] She waved him off [b]"Serious note"[/b] Jensen turned back to Kaiel. [b]"Even though you keep your face hidden I get this feeling that something is bothering you. If you care to talk about it i will be in the courtyard later after I shower for a smoke if you want to join"[/b] Kaiel shrugged. [b]"I don't know. Maybe I will be there. I still need to finish giving her the tour"[/b] Jensen let a small smile play his lips. [b]"Thats why I said later Kaiel and you can bring her along if you want"[/b] A smile came to her face. [b]"Oh whatever. Later Jensen"[/b] [b]"Peace"[/b] He watched them walk out then dismissed the other two students and set the bar back on the rack. His whole body was numb from the beating it took. He made his way back to his room, stripped down and stepped into the shower letting the hot water roll over him. After cleaning up he stepped out and put on a pair of jeans and a short sleeved green shirt and his boots. He grabbed his violin case as he walked out and started making his way to the courtyard. When he stepped outside the sun was already well into its decsent into the distance. He was about to sit down when he heard the key strokes of a paino. He followed the noise to a door that was right across from him and opened it up causing light to spill into the dark room and making whoever was playing to hit a wrong key. [b]"Jensen?"[/b] Jensen's eyes quickly adjusted to see Takeo sitting at a piano with a wide eyed look. [b]"Takeo..so that was you"[/b] The kid look slightly shaken up. [b]"Yeah well..."[/b] [b]"Here. The view is great"[/b] He walked over to the piano. [b]"Grab the bench seat."[/b] Takeo looked at him confused but grabbed the bench as Jensen got a hold on the piano and slowly picked it up grunting a little as he did. [b]"This thing is kinda heavy."[/b] [b]"Thats why there are wheels."[/b] Jensen set the piano carefully down next to the door and looked under the piano letting out a chuckle. [b]"So there are"[/b] He motioned for Takeo to sit. [b]"Keep playing"[/b] Takeo shrugged at tested out the piano to make sure it wasn't off as Jensen pulled out his violin. [b]"So that was you with the violin"[/b] [b]"Surprised?"[/b] [b]"Slightly actually"[/b] Jensen laughed. [b]"I'm not that big of a meat head"[/b] That brought a laugh out of Takeo as he started playing a slow tune that Jensen immediately fell into. The two instruments where completely in harmony letting the haunting but beautiful sound carry out. Within seconds both of them were lost in their playing. After a little bit they paused to take a break. Jensen took a drag off his cigarette. [b]"Hey Takeo you think you could do something for me?"[/b] [b]"Whats up"[/b] [b]"I have never been big on libraries something about them just drives me nuts."[/b] [b]"Well that would be the meat head side of you"[/b] Both of them broke out in laughter. Jensen shrugged. [b]"Your probably right. But the next time you go up there can you find something on Tayrus or the Lord of hell's fire. Thats what my father referred to himself as."[/b] [b]"Sure its no problem. I'm actually was about to go there here in a bit"[/b] [b]"After another song."[/b] Jensen threw down his cigarette as they fell in sync again letting the music drift throughout the school. After a another hour of playing Takeo waved goodbye to Jensen. [b]"We should do this again sometime"[/b] Jensen watched him leave and nodded. [b]"Agreed"[/b] He stood there in the doorway as the light was beginning to fade alone with his thoughts.[/size][/color]

[size="1"][color="#8B0000"]Jensen stopped her. [b]"Give me a second"[/b] He walked inside and put the violin inside the case then grabbed the handle and walked back to her side. [b]"But at the same time I am sure we all are having meetings. We are offspring of demons after all"[/b] [b]"But don't you think that they should know about it that away every one is warned about going outside"[/b] [b]"I am pretty sure that the school already knows. It would be stupid of them not too"[/b] They made their way through the halls allowing Jensen to drop off the case back into his room. [b]"True but I am telling him anyway"[/b] Jensen let out a laugh. [b]"I already knew you were its not like anyone is going to talk you out of it"[/b] [b]"Isn't that what you were just doing?"[/b] Rhea shot him a slightly confused look. [b]"Not at all. Just giving my little bit of advice"[/b] They stopped at the classroom but Christopher was no where to be found. Jensen shrugged as they walked out. [b]"I am pretty sure we will meet up with him later. We can tell him then"[/b] [b]"So what to do now?"[/b] Rhea brushed a stray curl out of her face. [b]"All this free time and already running out of things to do"[/b] Jensen looked around as they continued their roaming of the hallways. [b]"Well I don't know about you but I need to hit the gym"[/b] [b]"Afraid to take the day off of looking after your muscles?"[/b] Her voice carried a tone of amusement Jensen shook his head. [b]"More like to burn off the stress. Music gets rid of some of it. Pain helps with the rest"[/b] He caught the caught off guard look in her eyes at him being serious and not making a joke. He pushed open the doors to the gym and found rows upon rows of machines and a boxing ring along with bags off to the far corner. [b]"Surprised no one is here"[/b] [b]"Why is that? Its break time remember"[/b] Jensen ran his hands over the rows of different weights sitting along the rack. [b]"Its the difference between life and death. Seems some of our parents will stop at nothing to get us home. I am not to sure about the intentions of mine yet so i plan on being ready."[/b] He walked over to the stereo built into the wall and changed the channels till he found what he wanted. He turned the volume dial up until the hardcore metal music filled the room. [b]"You can stay if you want, I distinctly remember you saying something about sparring earlier"[/b] [b]"Done nursing your bruises already?"[/b] He tone carried a challange. Jensen couldn't help but smile. [b]"All that was to me was just kinky. As was this"[/b] He ran a finger over the large scab that ran over the top of his left eye. [b]"But a goblin isn't really my type"[/b] [b]"Maybe you should try trolls. That might by more to your looking"[/b] Jensen let out a chuckle at her wisecrack then suddenly spun catching her by the right arm and leg and hoisting her up and sending her straight into the ring. Like he figured she twisted in the air and put a hand down to use to spring up with and land on her feet in the center of the ring. [b]"What the hell was that forth?"[/b] Jensen grabbed a pair of gloves that held weights inside of them and donned them along with a pair of weighted boots. [b]"What? Oh i'm sorry was i supposed to warn you before throwing you? That takes all the fun out of seeing the look on your face. Besides i will take you up on your little sparring request."[/b] [b]"You do realize you will not be able to catch me with those on"[/b] [b]"That's the point. But I am still going to try"[/b] He stepped into the ring. [b]"Besides I think you will find it harder to make me drop then to just use that little stunt in the hallway"[/b][/color][/size]

[size="1"][color="#8B0000"]Jensen finished his cigarette and climbed back up on the scaffolding with his violin. [b][i]"It is what is in here that matters most. The ice that keeps your heart hidden and protected has to melt sometime."[/i][/b] Alice's final words echoed in his mind. [b]"I wish I knew my own heart"[/b] Only thing was he didnt know it at all. The only thing he felt was loneliness and sorrow with a case of exile. He used his jokes as a facade and a front to keep people from understanding him. The only thing that showed his inner side was his music. He lost himself in his thoughts as he continued to play. [i][b]'Tayrus, lord of hell's fire. What is he or it? What am i? I don't even know what i am. Everyone seems to have expierenced their change at least once or twice now. Kaiel seems to know how to bring her's out easily. I wonder why I haven't changed. That and everyone is carrying some sort of weapon except for me. They all got their's from their foster parents when the demons attacked them. Maybe this necklace is my weapon but why is it small like this. More how do I bring it out of it. Granted it seems like an impossible thing but after all this I wouldn't be surprised.'[/b][/i] Jensen paused his playing for a second to reach for the small axe hanging from his necklace. [i][b]'Do I even want to bring it out, not knowing what i am or the temperament of the beast inside me?'[/b][/i] His hand hovered over it before he took a deep breath. [i][b]'Better to know then to not'[/b][/i]. He closed his eyes as he tensed. [b]"Here goes nothing"[/b] He snatched the axe into his hands and braced from something, but nothing happened. After what seemed like hours he slowly opened his eyes noticing that he was completely normal still. Well not normal as his eyes, hair, and fangs were far from normal but he was still the exact same. [b]"Well I guess that didn't solve anything"[/b] He lit and finished another cigarette before picking back up his violin. He paused long enough to look out the bay window of the theater off to the side of him out into the school's courtyard garden. He could see rows upon rows of plants, their many colors accentuated by the late afternoon sunlight. It was a sight of serenity. [b]"Maybe I should play loud enough for some else to enjoy it."[/b]He put the violin back in his chin and let the notes flow from his as he drew the bow back and forth across the strings of the violin letting his music play and drift through the halls of the school and walls of the theater.[/color][/size]

[size="1"][color="#8B0000"]Jensen stopped at the entrance of the cafeteria and watched them walk inside. He glanced around then walked down the halls until he came to his room and opened the closet. He pulled up a large black leather case and exited his room. He roamed the halls for another ten minutes till he came to a large open theater. After a few glances and making sure the area was clear he walked down the isles and up on the stage. He set the case down and opened it very slowly. Inside was a stained red wood violin that still looked brand new. He gingerly picked it up and the bow then looked around again for a second before finding a large edge about fifteen feet up on the left side of the stage hidden in the shadows. He scaled the scaffolding and sat down on the hanging with one leg dangling off and the other bent with his foot still on the scaffolding. He lit a cigarette and took a slow long drag from it, pausing for a second before letting the smoke roll out of his mouth. The blood on his face had dried now though the gash still hurt. It had been his own damn fault, he let out a chuckle as he looked put out the cigarette. He put the violin into the side of his neck and drew the bow up. He slowly pulled it across letting the first long eerie note work its way into him. He did this several more time before his hand moved on its own, his body lost in the eerie but hauntingly beautiful notes that came from the violin. Soon his hand was on its own and he was completely in a trance like state as he continued to play. Nothing matter to him when he played. He felt no pain, no anger, he felt nothing but serenity. He played for a few more moments before stopping to smoke again. His mind went to his companions. Instantly they had split into pairs. Kaiel and Crowley, Takeo and Alice, and Asher and Rhea. He flicked the zippo in his hand, staring at the flame as he thought about them. Kaiel was a fiery little thing. Smart, strong, and a quick tongue but something about her just bother Jensen. He couldnt place it but it felt like his hate was not his own but someone elses just place in him, almost like an instinct. Crowley was a guarded individual like himself but instead of jokes to try and distract people from asking too many questions he just stayed quiet and didnt answer. Takeo was a kind soul just wanting to help and carried a presence that gave off a feeling of loyalty Alice was a shy girl, just trying to fit in and help whenever she could though she was a little clumsy at times. Asher was someone who Jensen could see being a good friend and a powerful ally. Loyal and sensible and a good sense of humor. Rhea was... well Rhea was Rhea. A non caring do what she wants. strong willed with a quick tongue and love to laugh. The though of her brought a smile to his face. Her fiery red hair and red eyes to match her personality. His heart made a rapid beat several times before Jensen shook his head. It was foolish falling for someone especially when he had no idea what he was. For years he kept everyone at a distance, either pushing them away with his dry sens of humor or by totally avoiding them all together. Asher was pretty much his first friend and now all he had to do was leave Asher and Rhea together to get to know each other better. He would mind his own while the others bonded. He picked the bow up again and let the music play, this time louder then before but not so much where it left the theater. After another thirty minutes he stopped when he sensed a presence. He looked around until he saw no one. [b][i]'Music soothes the beast'[/i][/b] The deep voice rumbled in his head. [i][b]'And invading my head takes that away'[/b][/i] He thought with a growl. [i][b]'Do not get hostile with me son. I will take away that girl and boy in a heart beat'[/b][/i] The voice carried a tone of anger. Jensen could help but poke at whoever was in his head. [i][b]' I'm sorry but if you were my father you would know that there is six of them. Beside what kind of father are you when i dont even know your name'[/b][/i] [i][b]'One day son you will learn and come home to be by my side, the lord of hell's fire, Tayrus. Until then I will have let you have your fun. But just know something. That Kaiel girl will never be your friend. Not with what you are and neither will Rhea cause of the power you posses. So let those go if you truly care.'[/b][/i] Jensen thought for a second. [i][b]'You know i figured you would try to talk me into killing them or something along those lines, not actually give me adivce if thats what it is'[/b][/i] The voice responded with a bemused tone. [i][b]'A dragon's honor and loyalty is greater then anything. I already knew you would not turn your back on them nor would I ask you to. Take care my son hopefully you come to realize that you cant be with them sooner then later'[/b][/i] And with that the voice was gone. Jensen finished another cigarette before getting ready to play again. 'Well at least he knows i will not turn my back on them' He let the music play this time only instead of trying to keep the sound of his music hidden he let played like normal letting it echo into the halls, though he figured no one was around to hear leaving him to his serenity.[/color][/size]

[size="1"][color="#8B0000"]ooc: I know i am probably cutting someone off but i couldnt pass up the oppertunity Jensen ran his hand through his hair as the sprinklers continued to dose everything. [b]"I am pretty sure i took a shower this morning, but i guess another one couldn't hurt."[/b] He said with a chuckle. He turned in time to catch one of the hobgoblins and through it across the room only to watch it slide on the wet tile. [b]"Hmmm...hey Asher?"[/b] Asher looked up from the little pest he had been punching square in the face. [b]"What?"[/b] Jensen rang his hands on the wooden leg he had in his hand. [b]"Slide that little beastie towards me. I want to try something real quick"[/b] He blue green eyes shined with an evil glint. Asher only laughed as he reared back then threw the demon across the floor towards Jensen. Jensen took a golf pose and brought the leg up over his head. [b]"Heads up!"[/b] He swung connecting with the hobgoblin and sending it crashing into the wall. [b]"Send me another one."[/b] He connected again but grimaced as he realized where this one was sliding across the floor too. None other then Rhea and Alice. [b]"Ahhh ****"[/b] Time seemed to slow down as Jensen could only watch as the two unsuspecting girls feet where taken out from underneath them. Jensen immediately moved to pick them up and grabbed each of theirs arms and hoisted them back to their feet. He was about to apologize when he noticed something else. [b]"You know., purple is a really good color for you, Alice."[/b] He could only smile as her face changed shades of red so fast that Jensen thought she was going to explode. He turned to Rhea about to make a comment then stopped. [b]"Got something to say smart guy?"[/b] Rhea flashed him a challenging look. Asher's laugh could be heard in the back ground. [b]"He probably would have kept his mouth shut if you hadn't of said anything"[/b] Jensen could only smile as he bit his tongue. [b]"I don't think the white is giving me a clear enough view. You probably should try removing the shirt"[/b] He chuckled as a knee caught him in the ribs. [b]"I will take that as a rain check"[/b] His eyes grew wide as he saw two hobgoblins lunging for the backs of the girls. He pushed them off to the side but couldn't get his arms and hands back fast enough to deflect the claws that raked through his shirt and cutting into his chest and the other ones claws slicing open the left side of his face. He let out a growl as he snatched them both up by the neck and slammed them into the ground. He squared his shoulders to continue the fight but even with the water blood was still covering his left eye causing his vision on that side to be useless. He didn't see the hobgoblin coming at him from the left side but heard the swift kick from Kaiel that sent it bouncing across the floor. [b]"Thanks"[/b] She shot him a smile. [b]"No problem. Granted you might be a smart ass but you still did watch out for them."[/b] She turned and delivered another kick at another that was trying to approach his blindside. Within moments Asher was at his back with Takeo and Crowley as Alice and Rhea came up on his right forming a tight ring. Everyone's back and flanks were covered and the hobgoblins were hard pressed trying to find a weakness. Jensen, even with his bad eye , still held his own. Keeping his good eye towards his side he lashed out with powerful punches at any that got close. He heard a small laugh coming from his right side. Rhea's voice was carrying a hint of amusement. [b]"Don't worry it didn't harm your pretty face"[/b] She said sarcastically. [b]"Hey I still got one eye to see that white lace bra of yours"[/b] He replied. [b]"And its good to see it didn't affect your smart remarks either"[/b][/color][/size]

[size="1"][color="#FF0000"]Jensen watched the Kaiel girl intently for a few seconds. Something about the name she just said didnt sit well on him. He had no idea who the hell it was only that he didnt like it. Which was odd for him. Yes he was the judging type but that was after careful observation and here this girl that some many of the guys had by stripping with their eyes said one thing and now he was unhappy. All he wanted to do was find a quiet place where he could play his violin then go to the gym. But he was stuck here in this forsaken class and the teacher was droning on about something. Suddenly his attention was caught by the smell of blood and the words 'defeat them'. Jensen watched as the creatures scurried over desks after people. He calmly stood up and snapped the wooden writing slab off the desk and swung as the first one got close getting a gratifying crack as the wood connected with the hobgoblins face. He watched as it sailed across the room and slammed into the far wall then hit the floor with a thud. [b]"Hey Asher would that be a home run?"[/b] He said with an amused tone. Asher gave a small chuckle as he picked one up by the scruff of its neck. [b]"I would say more of a double."[/b] He tossed the hobgoblin he was holding towards Jensen. [b]"Batter up"[/b] Jensen reared back then swung again getting another solid hit only this time it flew out the window and hit the opposite building with series of snapping noises of the hobgoblins bones breaking. [b]"Now that was a home run"[/b] One jumped on his back trying to get at his face. He spun around and slammed his back into the wall. He heard the goblin lose its breathe causing it to loosen its grip letting him grab it by the neck. He lifted it up above his head with his hand while using his makeshift bat to slap another one around before choke slamming it full force into the ground. [b]"Pesky little things arent they"[/b] Suddenly one flew straight at him and rebounded off his chest. [b]"What the hell?"[/b] He looked over to see the Kaiel girl standing on top of a desk kicking any that came near here. He ducked as another flew straight for his head. [b]"Mind watching where you are aiming dear?"[/b] She shot him a look. [b]"Its kinda hard to aim"[/b] [b]"Well you could just kick them the other way"[/b] He swung his bat around from his left to right side in a wide arc catching two of them and sending them sliding away. She slammed her foot down on another pinning it in place on top the table. [b]"And if I don't?"[/b] Jensen just shrugged. [b]"Then I will be forced to return to sender."[/b] He grabbed another one by the top of its head and brought it up to eye level. "You really are an ugly little thing arent you" He tossed it over his shoulder uncaringly just in time to see Kaiel bring her leg up behind her before soccer kicking it straight at Jensen. He was barely able to get the wooden piece up in time. Only he didnt really block it. By the time he got the edge of the wood up the hobgoblin's head had just reached the that point and caught the top lip of the edge in its jaw sending it head first into the ceiling, breaking the plaster and just hung their suspended by its head. [b]"What was that for?"[/b] [b]"Your smart comment"[/b] Jensen shrugged again. [b]"At least it was better then a dumb one"[/b] This time he had the wood ready as another came for him. He angled the wood slightly so it deflected off to his right. [b]"Jesus woman your way to flexible for your own good." [/b] [b]"whats that supposed to mean?"[/b] Her eyes flashed a little and her voice carried a tone as if asking for Jensen to continue. [b]"Nothing at all"[/b] He heard laughing off to his side and looked over to see Asher slamming one into the wall. [b]"What?"[/b] [b]"its good to see you stopped while you still have a head" [/b] Jensen smirked slightly. For once he was having fun. He kneed another in the jaw then scooped up another one. He was so lost in the moment he didnt realize he had sunk his teeth into the hobgoblin's neck until he felt a warm liquid running into his mouth and down the sides of his face trickling off his chin. At that moment it felt like his teeth grew and a hunger inside him awoke. it felt good and caught him off guard at the same time making him withdraw by reflex but he forgot to let go. The side of the hobgoblins throat followed and shreds of skin and flesh hung from his mouth as he held the now lifeless demon in his hand, its blood running from its open wound over his hand and onto the floor. A quick shove knocked him out of his trance. He turned to see Asher right beside him. [b]"Snap out of it man and lets finish this"[/b] He turned his back to Jensen. [b]"I have your back"[/b] [b]"And I have yours"[/b] They stood back to back, punching, kicking, kneeing, throwing, or backhanding any that got close. They slowly began to fall more in sync as they covered each other. Jensen was so concentrated on fighting he didnt notice that the Rhea girl had been slowly backing up lost in her fighting until she ran into Jensen and Asher, causing all three to spin with fists raised ready to strike. For a second that seem to last five minutes nothing was said until Rhea broke it. [b]"Awkward much?"[/b] Asher and Jensen both smiled as Asher turned to Jensen. [b]"Three is better then two"[/b] [b]"That it is. Fall in...Im sorry I dont know your name. I blocked out most of this day until now"[/b] He gave a shrug as the three of them put their backs to each other and continued the fighting She gave a small chuckle. [b]"Name's Rhea Tallows to you Jensen. Think you can remember it now?"[/b] Asher gave a small laugh. [b]"That might be asking to much of him"[/b][/color][/size]

[color="#FF0000"][size="1"]ooc: dont worry i got permission. Thanks for keeping Jason alive and keeping his comedy going but its also helps to know a little more backstory to him IC: Jason sat on the roof of the manor. Everyone was off preparing and training or settling their inner demons leaving Jason to his own thoughts. He popped off the cork to the bottle of rum and finished off the last half and let it roll off the roof. Almost a second later came the crash of glass shattering as it landed on one of the other bottles he had finished in his alone time. He let out a sigh as he reached back to the wooden crate behind him and pulled another bottle. This one being an aged whiskey. Unlike the others his inner demons couldnt leave. They struggled for control constantly, never giving him a break in his life. But yet everyday he would put on the same happy fake smile and do the same dance that nothing was wrong for everyone. Mainly Ali, God only knew how much she would flip if she knew what was going on with him, but lucky the wolf inside of him prevented her power from reaching his core. The wolf stopped everything. His life, his age, his happiness. Even the beating of his past wife's heart. Now he had Calypso to worry about. He knew in the back of his mind that he was going to watch her grow old and die. He would watch all of them. He would be the last one to continue in this forsaken world. He took a swig as he reached into his holster and pulled out a pistol, then preceded to take a silencer out for his other pocket. His yellow eyes glowed in the light of the rising moon as he screwed it on then pressed it to the bottom of his jaw. Without a second thought he pulled the trigger sending a spray of blood behind him. He body lay motionless for a time as the wound began to close itself. His eyes shot open as the dying remnants of pain slowly went away. He let out a sigh, his warm breath rolling in the hair. He took another swig as he shot himself in the shoulder then watched the wound close and press the bullet out as he bit into his lip to fight back the pain. It wasnt really pain at all, every feeling slowly became dull everytime it happened. This damn wolf, thats all he was now was the wolf man. Something that the orginzation that he rose to the ranks of fame in, it was one of the very things they hunted. it was also why he was treated the way he was, an outcast, always expected to turn at a moments notice and have to be put down. Yes the others were his friends but he could see the looks in their eyes when they saw him, the way they spoke to him, the scent they gave off when they were around him. Jason knew they didnt mean to in the least bit, but it was years of being trained that what he was now is something evil and needed to be cleansed from this world. And now look he is one of those very things. That and he had killed his wife from years ago with his bare hands. When he had fallen off the grid to hide from his very company after killing his entire time single handedly he had ran home to his wife, his love. Thersea. He closed his eyes as the wave of memories came back. The splashes of blood, the screams as he tore into her throat, the look of fear in her eyes. A single tear fell down his face as he sat up and took another drink and looked back down at the pistol. [i][b]"Its cause you refuse to eat"[/b][/i] Jason looked over at the pale wolf sitting beside him. The demon that was now at home in his body. [b]"Yeah and I have had to much to drink again which brings me back to talking to you"[/b] The wolf's yellow eyes sparkled as it looked up at the moon. [i][b]"At least you get to love"[/b][/i] Jason's eyes shot towards the wolf. [b]"And i never will be able to again thanks to your rage that puts everyone in harm's way around me."[/b] [i][b]"That's because we are at odds with each other. You hate me cause you think everything is my fault. If you never took this job in the beginning we never would have met. If you had fed us like you were supposed to then Thersea would be alive and we would be happy and warm right beside her."[/b][/i] The massive wolf laid down next to him and tilted the bottle with its paw letting some of the whiskey pour out then licked it up. [b]"Thersea was mine, never ours. How dare you!"[/b] He felt his anger rise inside of him. The wolf turned its head to him. [i][b]"That is another problem. You let your anger get the best of you too fast. Anger is not the only thing that drives a wolf. It is the pack. The family. Now that i am a part of you the only family I have left is Ali, Neos, Marcus, Demetri, and now Calypso. Do not let your anger drive her away cause you are scared"[/b][/i] Jason paused to look at the wolf, his anger fading. [b]"The only reason you have them is because your a part of me"[/b] He backed up as the wolf's jaws snapped right in front of his face. [i][b]"Wrong. I had a family through blood. That entire coven was my family, if you can think about it. Every single one that turned themselves off of you was my family. The way that you were turned made my side of you an orphan. An expirement. Thats all i was, thats all i am. I have no family of my own. Did you not stop to think that your wolf side has always been slightly different then the reports of other covens. No you didn't cause you have only been thinking about yourself. I used to hate you for the blood you shed back there, until i came to see your mind. With the alcohol you let me in, your defenses lowered. Now all i want is for us to be one. Like this our powers are limited and at odds with each other. But if we can actually become one i think we will be stronger."[/b][/i] Jason took another drink as he looked up at the moon. [b]"How am I going to know you wont take over completely and kill everything?"[/b] The wolf followed his gaze to the moon. [i][b]"Because as much as you hate to admit it Jason. We are so very much alike. When you get angry you wreslte the form from me. when i get angry i wrestle control from you. But think if we were both one and the same, working together to protect our...your family"[/b][/i] Jason looked at his wolf half in a new light. [b]"Ours. Not much way I can get rid of you know is there"[/b] He let out a small laugh as the wolf nodded. [b]"But still my past haunts me"[/b] The wolf stood up on its legs. [i][b]"Have you even cried yet?"[/b][/i] Jason shoot him a look. [b]"What, no I drink myself in a stupor."[/b] He was about to raise the bottle to his lips when the wolf kicked it out of his hands. [b]"You know I think the group would understand me talking to myself. But fighting with myself would probably get me muzzled with one of those plastic cone collars and those dont look very comfertable."[/b] The wolf swished its tail. [i][b]"Just let it all out"[/b][/i] With out it let out a sad sounding howl towards the moon that seem to bring tears to his eyes. When the howl finished it let out another and another to the point when Jason broke down in tears. Jason transformed into his wolf form only now instead of the white coat, his fur was now a solid black with white paws and a white diamond on its chest with the eyes a bright ice blue. The howl that came out of him carried the saddest and eeriest tone to it but Jason couldnt control himself. Years worth of memories pushed their way forward and out through his howls.[/size][/color]

[size="2"][color="#8B0000"]Jensen watched as kids told there stories one by one. Their teacher named Christopher motioned for him to go next. [b]"It is your turn"[/b] Jensen turned his eys toward him his pale green eyes catching the light. [b]"I pass"[/b] [b]"Can you at least tell the class your name?"[/b] Jensen let out an annoyed half sigh half growl which flashed part of his caninies. [b]"Jensen Varus"[/b] He looked away from the teacher bringing the conversation if thats what it could be called to an end. He pulled at the robe he was being forced to wear. [b]"I cant stand these things"[/b] Asher who had been sitting on the other side of him as the new girl named Kail or Kaiel, he hadnt listened long enough to learn how it was properly said, smiled. [b]"Yeah youwould think they would of just some fabric softener or something."[/b] [b]"I think they used saw dust."[/b] The two of them chuckled for a few seconds. [b]"So you can talk out of turn but you cant share anything with the class"[/b] That damned teacher's voice again. Jensen's eyes snapped forward and locked on his for a few seconds. [b]"Precisily"[/b] [b]"You know it helps to talk about things"[/b] One of the new kids who had said his name was Takeo who had gave his life story and broke down in tears before finishing. Jensen shook his head. [b]"I dont need to speak and possibly cry in order to connect with everyone. That will happen in with time just like everything else in the world"[/b] He watched the kid turn back around in his seat and converse with someone else. He let out a snort of disgust. All of these people trying to help him. Yes they were trying to help him he'd give them credit for that but you cant help everyone the same. Jensen didnt even feel like he needed help to begin with. [b]"Could you at least give my brother a chance"[/b] Jensen was starting to grow slightly irriated which was hard to get him to reach that point. He turned at stared at the blue haired girl right next to him, the one that had walked in with the teacher, Christopher. She was beautiful but something about her was what was making him slightly aggrovated without realizing it. He slightly inhaled then realized thats what it was. Her scent, human, with a few dying remnants of perfume, and some caninie. Jensen growled on the inside while keeping his outward appearance the same facade it always was. Calm with his pale green eyes solwly taking you apart. He figured she had sensed something due to the fact she started to twitch in her seat. Jensen turned facing the front again. [b]"Someday. But not today"[/b][/color][/size]

[size="1"][color="#8B0000"]Jensen stood on top of a roof over looking the empty bar he had been given directions to by his foster father. Granted Jensen never really talked or got to know his foster father nor really much spent much time at home rather to be out at night walking the streets or pushing his body faster and harder. He knew he was different when he was growing up. His hair color defiantly wasnt normal as was his eyes. That or the fact his body gained muscle faster and never seem to diminish at all. He closed his eyes playing the last flashback of his last moments at home. He had just walked out onto the roof to train in the makeshift gym he had put together. He slided the plates onto the bar then cinched them down. he slightly ran his hands of the cold steel of the bar before grabbing a hold and slowly lifted. He didnt explode up like most people did when they worked out. No instead he slowly curled his arms, each inch seemingly taking forever making sure his muscles were pushed beyond. He completed ten reps in this same manner before setting the bar back down. He took a step back staring at his arms. normally he would have felt some burn, but today there was nothing. No pain, no hype, no rush, not ****. He added another plate and did another five reps, though to no avail. He let out a small snarl letting one of his fangs catch a glimpse of of the sunlight. He added more weight trying to wear himself out but he couldnt manage. The only thing he felt was hot, extremely hot to be exact. [b]"Well someone sure loves improvement" [/b] He spun around in search of the deep voice that penetrated his ears only to come face to face with a swirling mass of blue fire. He stared at it for a second, blinking a few times. [b]"Excuse me" [/b] A harsh laugh emitted from it. [b]"Is that any way to greet one of your brothers Vastra?"[/b] Suddenly a a clawed hand covered in blue scales shining in the light like bright sapphires with the claws a perfect pearl white reached for him. [b]"Come on home. Father's been expecting you"[/b] Jensen stood there for a second then for some unknown reason began reaching for the hand. He hand almost grabbed it when he heard a shout and an arm knocked him out of the way. He saw what he though was a flash of metal then heard a roar that he thought would make his body tear apart. He spun around to see his foster father holding a small thin blade that dripped red right as the blue flames circled widly and starting to expand. [b]"Why you pesky undeserving human!!! How dare you strike me!!!"[/b] The voice was full of anger now. His foster dad tossed a package his way as he rolled under a incoming outside slash from the arm. [b]"Take this and go! Now Jensen!"[/b] He thrust again only to have the blade shatter in peices as it connected with the claws. [b]"And stay safe please"[/b] Jensen looked back up to see his foster dad with that same hand through his chest, only now instead of being beautiful in a perfect sense it now had a diffenent beautiful appearance as it dripped with blood. The moment the scent hit his nose Jensen became outraged letting out a roar that surprised himself as he slid his hands down to one end of the weighted bench press bar and swung with all his might at the blue flames. It disappearred inside the flames and a split second later he felt the weights at the other end connect with something and a painfilled roar responded then disappeared and the flames vanished immediatly cutting the bar in half. Jensen blinked coming back in touch with reality then glanced down at the contents in his hand that had once been in the package. It had been directions to this pub and talked about a hidden entrance inside. In his other hand was necklace with a small black axe with white wrapped around the handle and two demonic black blades withe red etching on it attached. He had no idea what the necklace was for but for some reason it called to him. He heard voices down below and peeked over the edge seeing a man and a hooded blue haired girl entering the building. Unfortuantly he had not been able to get a good look at them so he decided to play it safe. He looked up and down the street and when he was satisfied no one was around he dug his claws into the brick using them to scale down the building. He followed the voices in the building and through a passage at the back. When he peeked around all he saw was the back of another man who stood about three inches taller then him with dark brown hair in a military regs medium fade in jeans with black combat boots and what appeared to be a white t shirt in under the black jacket he wore. He started to approach but stopped when he noticed that there was a trail of smalll wet spots behind him on the ground he slowly walked across. By the way his head was held Jensen figured he was crying. He watched him for a second before clearing his throat gently trying to do his best not to startle the man. The man spun around his fist clenched around a staff that looked to be a smooth black ebony. The man looked to be around twenty five and his eyes were an ice blue though a little puffy comfirming Jensen's previous thought that he was crying. Jensen held up his hands in a non threating manner. [b]"Lost family too, I take it?" [/b] The other man regarded Jensen for a second before taking a more relaxed posture and nodded. He slightly looked down and off to the side as if he was doing his best to keep the tears from coming back. [b]"Yeah. I guess your in the same boat"[/b] Jensen nodded. [b]"Slightly. I wasn't as bonded with mine as strong as you appear to be"[/b] He slowly walked up to the man and held out his hand. [b]"Jensen Varus"[/b] The man took a second to look at Jensen's outstretched hands then shifted his staff to his left hand before firmly shaking Jensen's. [b]"Asher Thompson"[/b] Jensen motioned to the large building off to the side with a nod from his head as they both let go. [b]"Well seeing as how we are both in this same weird and very out of the ordinary chain of events that have us leading to the same place. It might be good if we both knew we had someone watching our backs."[/b] Ashen paused then nodded. [b]"I watch yours"[/b] Jensen cracked a smile his canines slightly showing. [b]"And i watch yours."[/b] The other man smiled slightly as they both turned and headed towards the building with a pace that was more confident instead of supicious.[/color] [i]OOC: Hope you like the refernence Drizzt[/i][/size]

[color="#8B0000"][u][i][size="4"][b]The Darker Side[/b][/size][/i][/u] (this is a mature rp) [size="2"]For years I have watched this vicious circle go over and over again. Demons invade the lives of humans and the angels come to stop us. Yet the Devil doesnâ??t do a damn thing about it. He has all this power and doesnâ??t use it, he just sits there on his throne perfectly content to not use his power and would rather torture the damned souls here and send demons, my brethern no matter what rank, size, type, or clan they come from to their death. The amount that has died in this stupid war would have been enough to invade Heaven easily, but no he sends us out in small groups where we just get easily slaughtered. We have all these strong demons here with incredible power but do we use it on anything else but each other and the damned. No we donâ??t. We sit here in this fiery labyrinth not doing a god forsaken thing. Yes I know we donâ??t have the same amount of power on the humansâ?? plane of existence because it doesnâ??t have the same hatred and death but that could easily be changed. Iâ??m going to change it. Iâ??m going to end this circle. Heaven will fall. The angels will lie dead at my feet. The humansâ?? will worship me. I will be the one on the throne. Its time the future took a darker side.[/size] ============================================================================================================================================================================================================================================== [size="2"]Mavon looked at his human form, snarling with disgust. Here he was, the pure breed son of two of the seven commanders stuck in a pitiful humanâ??s body. Unfortuantly it was the only way to travel in this plane. It was only a matter of time though. He scanned his surroundings. He was in an alley way surrounded by rundown buildings. Suddenly he heard a chanting reach his ears. Cultists. He was exactly where he wanted to be. He had spent almost a hundred years planning this. First was to get people to worship his name. It was how demons got power from outside of the Devil. He let out a smile, running his tongue along his sharp canines. The time for change was at hand. Though he had to hurry. It would only be a matter of time before demons came looking for him. Whichever ones he couldnâ??t bring to his cause would have to die. Ten years later. A group of humans lay chained at his feet unconcious. Though Mavon knew they werenâ??t humans, they were demons sent to find him. Luckily the cult had accepted him instantly and worshipped his name and made human sacrifices for him granting him power he had never felt before. The cult had quadrupled over the years and since his arrival he had them on the lookout for more of his kind. So far none of them had accepted him so he cut them down. In a fair fight of course and absorbed their essence into him. Hopefully these would be more likeminded. â??Put them in the holding cells with constant watch. Be sure to attach crosses to them.â? He ran a hand over Shade's head. His dogs were the first thing he was able to bring into this realm thanks to the cultists summoning them. That and the generous amounts of blood that was sacrificed during the ritual.[/size] ============================================================================================================================================================================================================================================== [size="2"]The constant circle of good winning is over. The world will take a darker picture. Its now the demons turn to let their hatred and violent natures be used like they were supposed to. This is one of the few rps that at a certain point you will have unlimited power if it makes it that far. Here you can let all your twisted fantisies come true [b]Name:[/b] Your demon name [b]Personality:[/b] Please make it cruel and twisted. You are a demon from the pits of hell after all [b]Appearance:[/b] your fragile human shell you currently hold since your not able to change yet [b]Demon Appearance:[/b] For when you do change [b]Weapon:[/b] your demonic weapon of choice. You wont start off with it but it will come soon. [b]Power:[/b] Please vary and be unique. They will get extremely strong as time goes on allowing you to cause as much chaos as you want. Be sure to have a lesser power that you can use in the beginning some not extreme. [b]Weakness:[/b] Even demons have their temptations [b]Bio:[/b] Just a little about your demon self. Be creative about your ties and birthright in hell. The more you put in and the more backstory you have the more ideas it will give me. Feel free to have ties or previous conflict with any other character that joins. [b]Name:[/b] Mavron [b]Personality:[/b] Power thirsty to the extreme. He has a calm exterior but is twisted and bloodlusting to the highest degree. He thrives off watching others in pain and loves being in control. He is quick and manipulating, getting what he wants through words more then force. Calculating and analyzing always sizing up everyone and thinking out each possible outcome to every move he makes. Extremely lustful/ [b]Appearance:[/b] [url="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jaimevera11ymailcom/5266108758/"]Mavron with Shade and Greed[/url] [b]Demon Appearance:[/b] [url="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=demon&um=1&hl=en&safe=off&sa=N&biw=1366&bih=561&tbm=isch&tbnid=-FMdeeNnAvAFvM:&imgrefurl=http://www.prizrakk.ru/Photos-get_foto-num592.html&docid=lmNKYOc1WgdgMM&w=640&h=516&ei=cZxkTsj1LYTcgQfV1tixCg&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=3&page=1&tbnh=103&tbnw=146&start=0&ndsp=24&ved=1t:429,r:2,s:0&tx=33&ty=53"]Mavron Demon[/url] [b]Weapon:[/b] Shade and Greed turn into the two double bladed swords he carries in the pic. [b]Power:[/b] Controls and manipulates fire in every way possible at full power. His words also drip of poison seeming to penetrate deep inside and convincing humans, demons, and angels to do his bidding. But to do this he must be touching them for it to work. [b]Weakness:[/b] He has a soft spot for women. His lust has been known to get in the way quite a few times. [b]Bio:[/b] A pure breed from two of the commanders that guard the Devil which gave him a high standing in the heiarchy but his thirst for change made his give it up along with all of his luxuaries in hell. He had everything he wanted but his plan became so firmly rooted in his head that everything became boring. The totures of the same souls, the battles of fighting other demons. It became old over countless years.[/size][/color]