Ikillion

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]This is obligatory [CENTER]Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann[/CENTER] - Whenever there is a reference to a spiral, sip - When (a) character(s) does(do) something ungodly inane only to succed, sip - When fan service is seen (male or female), sip - When a character is told to "believe in the me who believes in you", sip - Whenever a reference is made (Be it a similar work or something else), sip - Whenever a drill is said to pierce the heavens, sip - Whenever you see a Gattai/Henge scene, sip - When Boota does something amazing, Down half your drink - Whenever a character receives a kiss of death, down half your drink - Whenever a character, after receiving a kiss of death dies in a very dramatic fashion, down your drink and pour a new - Whenever someone dies, chug - Whenever a cherished character changes their alliances, chug your drink and pour a new Eh thats only the ones I can remember off of the top of my head, feel free to add more. And Raiyuu officially wins at the Anime Lounge.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[FONT="Trebuchet MS"][SIZE="1"]Ah I'd have to say the winner is desertphoenix for the one that made me laugh too much. and the game countinues.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Well there goes my idea for an OB sex orgy. Well darn. brb, time for seduction.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Whoops forgot all about this thread, anyways. [IMG]http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/6919/dividedbyzerota5bm7qs2.jpg[/IMG] countinue![/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]-casts redemption... revives thread- Come on, come on people, you've must have seen the trailer around somewhere at least once before (and for those of you who haven't [URL="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qv7FXnIWwjc"]here[/URL] it is). The trailer alone has had me salivating at what may happen in the final (maybe?) book. I know there are more of you out there somewhere, are you ecstatic as well?[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][FONT="Trebuchet MS"][SIZE="1"]Seraim began to stir; the sound of a crashing table threw him from his trance filled state. It was a…Sylph? It wasn’t easy for Seraim to tell in his current reclining position. He simply adjusted himself, sitting upright with his head on the table. That Sylph seemed to have caught herself a thief. At least that’s what it seemed like by her speech. All seemed lost until the other female came up from behind her in an attempt to bind her. [B] “Marvelous…” [/B]The Laguz purred still focused on the play that was going on before his very eyes, [B]“Tasty people have arrived… I just need to pick the correct one to play with, rest has a nasty ability of making me bored ~nesu.” [/B]The bonds of the second woman seemed to be ineffective. The sylph slipped out even to call the woman her cousin. This had to be some kind of a plot. The timing was all too impeccable for this to be a coincidence. Seraim though on it for a while, to sneak his way over to those two lovely ladies and throw on some kind of an act for them. But they already seemed pretty preoccupied with their little thieving friend. It’d be a shame to ruin their fun for his own. Besides, they already had the attention of the entire bar. For what Seraim wanted to do it’d be better if he were more discrete with his actions. [B] “Which one… which one, need to find one soon ~nesu.” [/B]Seraim moved out of the chair only to crouch down on the floor. In the time that it had taken that licentious Sylph to turn a somewhat innocent kiss into a lust filled tongue sloshing session, Seraim was gone. Not completely however, only stealthed, he was invisible to the untrained eye and light silhouette to well trained one. [B]“Here kitty-kitty…” [/B]His eyes locked onto his opposite, that cat girl sitting off near the door. She seemed interesting enough, let alone looking like a cat, that was always a plus. Seraim stalked closer, and closer, and closer to her. Hopefully this would leave him unseen to the populace since it seemed like the sylph had the majority of the attention. Once close enough, Seraim didn’t think twice and straddled himself across her lap, breaking his stealth in the process so she could lay her eyes on him. If one was to look at it the wrong way, it would seem as if he were giving her an exotic lap dance. [B]“Hey Kitty-kitty…” [/B]he purred, pressing his body against hers, [B]“Care to go for a ride?”[/B][/SIZE] [/FONT][/COLOR]

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[SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"][quote name='Kei'][color=darkblue][size=1] More importantly... who possibly has control of it now?[/color][/size][/QUOTE] Do I smell a Tobito? Because I think I do.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"][quote name='Ikillion'][COLOR=#5d0b08][SIZE="1"][COLOR="Black"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"][SIZE="1"] I think he was referring that Madara may have been the first holder of the Sharingan / founder of the Uchiha Clan.[/SIZE][/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE][/COLOR][/QUOTE] Haha, I love it when I am right. and honestly, if you think that Jiraiya still isn't toast yet? This chapter will probably seal the deal. Although if I were to place my bets on what [strike]obito[/strike] Tobi is doing, Ihe's probably going to try and either summon Madara (again? lol) or do some wierd Uchiha trick, probably referencing something that Sasuke read in that book in the secret uchiha spot. And seriously, what is up with "that" jutsu?![/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Seraim finally ended up at his destination, or at least what he through was it. The only reference he had as to where to go was a picture for reference. Surely there couldn?t be more than one bar that looked somewhat identical right? No way right?! [B]?This place better be the right one this time ~Nesu?[/B] The Laguz took one glance, then a double, then even a triple take before rage eventually overtook him and he threw the horribly crafted picture aside on the ground and stomping it into oblivion. [B]?I swear? if this isn?t the correct one?? [/B] The inside of this bar however was seemingly tame. The obligatory sexy scene, slightly drunken person hitting on if not groping an equally drunk person. You know, the usual. Seraim?s eyes searched about. If he was to find the people for his party, they were sure to be the ones who looked un-ordinary, something that didn?t belong. Juxtaposition if you will. [B]?Now then? uhh...umm...? [/B]Well at least he could find one, that vampire seemed pretty odd. Then again... Crap, back to square one, some progress. [B]?It doesn?t seem like any of them are here yet ~nesu.?[/B] The feline human?s ears twitched slightly just a tad, hopefully his directions didn?t cross up. He already made a decision to stay here. And stay here he was sure to. With an elongated stretch followed by an equally as long yawn, Seraim slithered his way to a table only to lay outstretched on a couple of chairs. [B]?A nap should do me some good ~nesu, I?ll leave figuring out just what I?m going to do to later??[/B] Seraim?s tongue circled his teeth once before he slowly began to drift off into a very light sleep, his ears twitching at each and every sound.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]A rather loud and obnoxious ring began to ring from the insides of Syn?s ?Home away from Home?. Even he had to admit, the place wasn?t as prestige as he had wanted it. It was well enough for a romp with a woman if he had so wished it. Not the very best of places to want to live in. Slowly from underneath the veil of blankets a hand snaked its way out to hover over the blaring noisemaker. The hand formed itself into a tight fist and brought itself down upon the alarm. Syn quickly retracted his limb back underneath the blankets only to cringe at the paralyzing numbness that coursed through his arm. Once realizing this he scurried about righting himself upwards to hold tight his limb. [B] ?Its numb? that can only mean?? [/B]He sighed heavily turning his eyes to the side only to recognize what he had expected to see. His clock was going haywire, numbers easily flashing within every hundredth of a second if not even faster. It was probably a shot circuit, if not a sudden power surge. [B]?I?ll just have to fix it later.?[/B] Syn sighed, tossing the device to the side and pressed his thumb against the inside of his wrist. He squeezed down, moving his hand off of the vein and back on periodicly until he could establish slight feeling in his hand. [B]?No matter what they say, living with genetic modifications will always leave you handicapped in one way or another.[/B]? His fist clenched itself into a tight first once again; at least he could actually feel this time. That was one sign of progress. He groggily moved towards his computer and without mumbling a phrase started to ]check the back of it for a cable. The computer wasn?t anything too new or different, just some standard thing he was able to wrestle up from a person who? had no longer had a use of such a wondrous object any longer. It wasn?t long before he found what he was looking for and pulled it out from its hiding spot. All in all, it seemed to be a fairly normal looking object, it started out normal, till you got to the end at least. The wire was stripped, copper flared out on all sides only to be bonded back down with the use of some electrical tape. The ending had a rather awkward looking male connecter. Even for such a place as this, it looked like it wouldn?t properly fit into anything around, good thing too, if his design were to get around more than it already had, Syntic would?ve been blindly aggravated. He took the connector and moved aside a plate on the back of his neck, to provide the hole for the connecter to go. [B]?Now it is time to go into the world of today.[/B]? Syntic?s head jerked up at the feel of the information surging through his mind. There was no need to go inside the massive web stream of data; there was no point to it. All that Syn was interested in the moment was what had happened in the? 24 hours of sleep he had? Time flew by when you?re having fun with a person. [B]?Looks like nothing much today, this all seems like junk.?[/B] He detached the cable, allowing it to roll itself back into its hiding place. ?Now its time to seize the day, there should be something out here to interest me.? Syn quickly threw on some pants as well as a shirt and headed out. He hadn?t found anyone lately that drew interest to him, so he was at somewhat of a low. It hadn?t taken long for him to find someone though; he seemed somewhat perturbed, most likely something had just happened inside. That was all he needed to draw interest, that and what Syntic was feeling about his aura drew him in even more. He was missing parts of his body, replaced them with bionic limbs. There was a great chance that he had other modifications, but not even Syntic?s heightened senses could delve in that deep. [B] ?Oi, you look like you?ve just seen a ghost? or dined with one.? [/B]All Syn got back from his initial comment was an eyebrow raise. Perhaps he was analyzing him in the same way Syn was analyzing him only moments before. [B]?Do I know you??[/B] He questioned, his eyes still focused on this new player. [B]?Of course not, life here wouldn?t be interesting if you met the same old people all day.?[/B] Syn waited through the pause, obviously a bad pun, [B]?My name is Syntic, if you wish to address me, I?d prefer Syn, and yours?? [/B] [B]?Varick.?[/B][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Melech’s eye twitched, the last fiber of muscle had re-attached. It was very faulty; Melech wasn’t the best at regeneration, let alone re-attaching a severed hand. However, Lyrra was a newly awakened. Even if it wasn’t the “best” he could do. This little pussy shouldn’t be hard to break into submission. With a final grasp at his wrist and a twist in the bones, Melech was ready. Within a moments notice he turned about to see Lyrra still regaining her composure from that strike into the cliff that Circe done. For someone with her extent of power, she sure seemed too lithely avoid battles that were unnecessary for her to partake in. Then again, Melech didn’t give a second though about doing as she wished, love is as much of a chain of fate as ever. [B]“…I’ll kill you for this!”[/B] The feminine sphinx yelled in what sounded like an attempted purr. She must have still been in the process of controlling her new body. Melech’s body quickly encased itself in his yoki. With every fleeting moment his body changed. Arms lengthening, neck elongating, his entire body was adapting before he took on his awakened form. His body bent over taking the icy floor into his claws to take grip. Within a seconds breadth he was gone. The only thing that was remaining was a gust of snow and ice in the air. His claws ripped against the ground until he reached Lyrra. His claw plunged itself towards her body, only to have her evade into the air. Those wings were sure to prove very troublesome in the future of this confrontation for him. The sooner that he could have this kitty grounded the better. Melech’s main glistened in his own yoki for a flash of a second before it shot for her. The three colored membranes twined and entangled themselves into one another until they reached the flying kitten only to… shoot right through her? Somehow things had just taken a turn for the worst. Lyrra’s body seemed to split; multiple versions of her self seemed to be moving in sync only to have a momentary lag in their movements. So this is where her name came from, Dancing Lyrra. Her forms moved about in a tantalizing pattern. While still very articulate in their design, Lyrra still hadn’t fully mastered the use of her abilities in her awakened form to the extent that he did. With only a singly arm, Melech brought his hand across his body only to release another of his “Invisible Blades” screeching through the sky. It wasn’t aimed at the flying wonder though. It was aimed just off to the side of her, enough to catch her off guard and force a regaining of her composure. Multitasking such movements while still a newly awakened would prove to be near impossible for her. It was all that Melech needed, one of his free tentacles eventually found its way through the myriad of illusions to wrap around the hind leg of the real McCoy. With its grip tight around the limb, Melech brought her back down into the ground with a hard thrust, sending snow and ice up into the air like a geyser. His tendril slowly unraveled itself from her leg and slithered about the icy ground like a snake till it returned back to its owner, the awakened being still alert and waiting for his prey to emerge from its icy crater. ------------------------ Lyrra's Awakened form[URL="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/6886/p9040198wo7.jpg"] click[/URL][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Name: Seraim Nnmai Age: 123 Species: Laguz Occupation: Aimless Wanderer / Opportunist Appearance: [URL="http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/728/kazekx2.jpg"]Humanoid[/URL] [B]Personality Flaws:[/B] He Tends to end sentences with the phrase “Nesu”, prone to random fits of exhaustion which end up in random fits of sleep. [B]Specialty:[/B] Stealth combat, Seraim takes the art of it like bread and butter. People can't object to your request when you shank them in the back without being seen [B]Reason for Living:[/B] Life has much too many things in it which Seraim has yet to experience. Be it greed or envy, Seraim strives for lives greatest pleasures. [B]In what matter you suffer from Story line: [/B]Seraim wasn’t originally “born” with his ability to change his shape. For all he knew, it was a fluke that happened when enough adrenaline had been flowing through his body. He thinks if in another moment he could find a way to change into something else. Yet he has yet to be put in a dire situation as he was before.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"][quote name='Dagger']I don't know if a Moetan watcher should be talking about others having iron guts. :p[/QUOTE] Oh man, Dagger with an edge, the Heavens are [I]quivering[/I] (pardon the pun). Well for the general Shonen genre, Its most likely what everyone else in the thread have been mentioning. I don't know exactly how strong of a fan base that those two series have had (I've only been really into anime for a little over two years now), but I'd put my money that their fan base built up gradually. Now if you're talking about a cult hit (aka, series that have had their fan base increase rapidly). The only new one I can think of would be Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann[spoiler] [/shameless plug][/spoiler] but eh, if you're really that curious just try a search engine of some kind for better results.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"][quote name='Lunox'][font="trebuchet ms"]There's a line between sexy and tacky, and Yoko's clothes teeters (yes, even for anime). [/font][/QUOTE] Yes they do. :luv: I've not done a lot lately, I started a bit into Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei and I do indeed tip my hat to whoever had the though of creating that series. For he is truly a twisted man. That and Zero no Tsukaima: Futatsuki no Kishi have been the only thing to catch my eye as of late. Witchblade is starting to pick up along the rear but since I have a full set of that, I'm not making a lot of progress in the series.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]I can speak from experience (Seeing as my current laptop is an Alienware Area 51 model, [URL="http://www.alienware.com/product_detail_pages/area-51_m9750/area-51m_overview.aspx?SysCode=PC-LT-AREA51M9750&SubCode=SKU-DEFAULT"]this [/URL] very one in fact) I bought it about three maybe four years ago and it is still able to play many high end games today. I'd like to keep in mind though that when I purchased it I bought a lot of high end add ons with the laptop that ended up costing about $5,500. I don't know how many things have changed since I purchased mine, but I can bet that it may be the same case. The only (slight) nitpick I would have with the system would be the memory, even with all the things I got with mine I only topped out at about 100GB of memory. If you wish to hold a large amount of things on your laptop (I burnt through mine so fast) I'd recommend buying an external drive if they don't offer any more memory. Some of my facts may be out of date so I'd advise if you're looking at Alienware to go in deeper.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]1. Brother 2. Ed's short 3. Screw the rules, I have Alchemy 4. Epic Politics 5. Lust is hot.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Melech turned his head up a bit, purring as his eyes met hers, her insults only fueling him to do more. Since Circe had bound her she seemed to loose some of that built up tenacity of hers. Lyrra’s body was slender once more. The golden hues which seemed to glow in the dark were silver once more. She knew that they had wanted her to awaken. Making her own Yoki as low as possible would make it harder for them to turn her. Not like that was going to stop them though. For Melech was determined to break her before the day was done. [B]“So it seems you are rather… resistant to most forms of pain… even taking it as pleasure, you little Masochist.”[/B] Lyrra smirked, about to say something before Melech pressed a finger against those lips, half expecting her to attempt to bite his finger right from his hand, the other half wanting her to. [B]“No talking…” [/B]Melech moved closer to her, her bounded body pressing against him. His hands wrapped about her neck as if he were about to kiss her. His lips moved closer… closer, only to veer to the left at the last moment. They went over along her ear, carefully taking the lobe into his mouth whilst he whispered into that lobe of hers,[B] “You are the canvas… I am the artist…” [/B] He could see it in her eyes, the anger welling up within that tone body of hers. This time she tried to lash out. She swung her head forward attempting to take whatever part of his flesh she could, only to miss and taste the cold air.[B] “This one sure is feisty. Now let me make you beautiful…”[/B] Melech’s grip around Lyrra’s neck loosened. His right hand dropped down town to trail about her waist, his fingers orbited about her naval whilst the other toyed with her spine.[B] “And seeing just how ecstatic you defiance is... I don’t just want to hear you scream anymore…”[/B] Yoki quickly filled itself into his palm turning the human hand into a feral like claw much like the one he had whilst awakened.[B] “I want you to sing for me… scream loud enough to make the heavens part. I want to feel your essence in your voice…”[/B] He brought his fingers together in a point pressing against the skin until it broke. The limb plunged deep into her gut. Her blood ran down along his arm as he moved it farther into her warm insides. [B] “Can you feel it? I know you’ve been longing for it since you set your gaze upon me, to be inside you…” [/B] Lyrra only sneered, closing an eye at his efforts. It wasn’t the worst thing ever, she could go through more. But Melech still wasn’t done with his fun. He wanted her to sing, a simple wince wasn’t going to be enough for him. Melech curved his wrist upwards, slipping it past her intestines only to leave nicks in them to let the acid run its own destructive path through her lower body while he had his entertainment with her. He pressed on till he reached the heart just underneath her rib cage. His hand lightly gripped around the beating organ, slowly feeling its pulse align itself with his own.[B] “You know I could easily kill you right now… Just a little too much of a squeeze would end your life. We can’t have that though, how are you going to be beautiful if dead?”[/B] His grip on her organ released, her heartbeat shortly corrected itself amidst the large amount of it flooding free from her wound. His arm receded a bit from within her chest. Carefully, he wrapped his hand tightly around one her ribs. By the look on her eyes, she was either shocked or surprised. The truth was, he was only getting started. With the bone in hand he quickly pulled back. Jerking the bone free from its root at her spine, and pulled it free back out into the cold air. [B] “See… now that wasn’t that bad now was it?”[/B] It was obvious with the look on Lyrra’s face that she was in pain. Melech did just rip out a bone from her ribcage; she was bound to be in pain. Slowly a trickle of blood slid from her mouth. Melech’s free hand moved from her back only to snake its way under her jaw. [B]“A leak? Let me fix that…”[/B] He started low, sliding his tongue against the underside of her chin, slowly working his way up, taking in its taste along the way, and topped it off right at the corner of her lips.[B] “There… all patched up.”[/B] Melech moved about her body slightly, moving along its bound form till he found what he was looking for, the back of her arm. Melech pressed it forward, just to the point it was about to break and held it there. He took the bone and placed it right at the elbow, just where he wanted it and pressed it thought. His power was enough to press through the bone in its way, the resistance to the thrust was enough for him to break her arm whilst piercing her. He stepped backwards to admire his masterpiece, it was far from completed, but at least it was a start. Melech moved back up against her body and slid his hand back into the wound. [B]“We’re going to keep doing this until you either awaken or I run out of ribs… If I do then I’ll have to find another part of you to play with… until you awaken.”[/B][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][FONT="Trebuchet MS"][SIZE="1"]Program start. /run profileupdater.exe Processing….. Processing…. Redirecting to X drive. Processing…. Processing…. File found; now displaying research on subject 3DA Subject: Syntic Yszay (Sin-tick Yuh-Zay) goes by Syn Species: Born human, subject underwent genetic enhancement and given Electrokinesis, affecting anything from electronics to magnetism. Upon arrival back into The Imperial, Surgery was done to enable electronic interaction via ports located on the back of the subject’s neck. Age: 27 Origin: Exact location unknown. Subject originated in parts of Canada for genetic modification and slight biological enhancement. Upon completion was sent back to the imperial for final inspection and system integration. Occupation: Former Lead of Space Mechanical Design of the Imperial. While the subject had promise in the beginning, the subject quickly proved to be too unstable for further use. Currently being imported into Septu Appearance: Please refer to the attached photo [URL="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/5415/hotguyxl3.jpg"](click)[/URL] Personality: Subject tends to prefer to be in isolation. Whether this stems from earlier manipulations on the subjects psyche is currently unknown. Subject seems to enjoy rudimentary testing on humans, be it his own performance or another. Despite being a technological prodigy, if isolated long enough subject’s mental stability is put into question which compliments his preferred isolation. If subject is kept occupied while isolated mental stability will not decline. Whilst stable the subject seems innocent, upon further research the subject seemed to Error Error. Unauthorized Use Detected. Now erasing all relevant data on subject 3DA P.S. I love you too Vicky

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Well my birthday is on January 22, (I'll be turning 17 next year) it doesn't seem to be too popular of a date around here seeing as there are only six people with that birthday. Something really ironic though, its more popular of a deathday than it is a birthday. Here are a couple of 'em Ivan III Vasilevich (Ivan the Great) Grand Prince of Moscow Romi Paku - A Korean Seiyuu Afeni Shakur - Tupac's Mother As well as many more~[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]The speed of Lyrra?s movements increased over time. Melech could feel her yoki snapping throughout her body in the same way lightning streaks the sky. Those once delicate shades of sliver now changed into a burning gold. Her appearance slowly began to grow more muscular with each passing second. Biceps, Triceps, Calves, Abdominals. Her new body had features that would easily put any normal human male to shame. Yet with each attempt to grow stronger with her abilities, Circe put them to shame. Her movements were so graceful and dazzling that it gave her the façade of a royal dancer. The wings draped over her body moved with every bit of elegance as the body did. The only moments that her body didn?t dance were the times she gripped onto the sword. Circe?s fingers gripped the weapon in such an artistic way to as avoid its point. Not like she even feared the feeble attempts from this Claymore. She was talented; there was no question on that. Focus was what she lacked. [B] ?What?s wrong???[/B] Circe?s voice had that same sound of innocence dashed in with her own personal flicker of sadism. [B]?Don?t you wanna? Kill me?? [/B] Lyrra?s eyes slanted into an angry glare. The hands on her claymore tensed up, gripping tightly before ripping the weapon free from Circe?s grip. [B]?Shut up??[/B] The small remark lit up Circe?s mind. Deep within those now golden eyes of hers a fire still burnt. The flames of it increasing and stretching out with each passing second. Lyrra was slowly being consumed in the heat of battle. The one true sin of Lyrra?s was supplying the fire with wood to burn. Pride. Lyrra couldn?t be defeated by a rogue and her plaything. She shouldn?t. Couldn?t. Wouldn?t. Lyrra needed more power, just a little bit more. It should be enough to at least wound her. Offensive types were like that right? Perhaps she weren?t offensive though? No way, something with her amount of power had to be. She needed more power none the less. Lyrra was about to do it, let go of those final limits in her brain go and let her power run wild? Then though ran through her. If she did, would she be any better then the two of them? A whore and her slut. Her mind spat at the thought of it. She stabbed her claymore forward, only to feel Circe?s hand on her wrist, pulling her forward across the way. Circe wanted to play with this toy before she bored of it, her manic laughter watching the Claymore turn about to face her again. [B] ?I thought I told you to shut u-??[/B] The warrior?s words were cut short by the approaching limbs from Circe, those beautiful wings of her expanding out to capture the young tart in its limbs. Lyrra saw them in their advance and made an attempt to evade. She seemed to dancing amongst the expanding limbs until a leg was caught. Then another, and another. Then those feathered tentacles wrapped about her waist, then her arms. It wasn?t soon until she was immobilized in the awakened beings grip. [B]?Bitch?? [/B]Lyrra groaned against the limbs, her body left open and defenseless. [B]?Now then? Don?t you want to assist me? Or do I?? [/B]A bladed talon crept up from the small of her back, weaving in and out of the spaces her spine made to top off at her neck. [B]?Need to make her bloom myself??[/B] Melech exhaled sharply, moving from where he was viewing the female?s fight and crept closer, and closer. Soon Lyrra?s body was sandwiched in between the two Claymores' [B]?I think I can make this flower bloom? well enough on my own. Care to hold her??[/B] A sadistic smirk ran over Melech?s face, his tongue caressing his upper lip. Now it was his time to join the fun.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Oooh... Whirlpool country, Uzumaki (which means Whirlpool fyi) I'm getting an unholy village leader vibe from her now.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]^Probably because its a given? Anyone not looking froward to season 2 should be [strike]burned and maimed[/strike] treated with special care. This season looks a little dry for me. The only thing I'm really looking froward to is Gundam 00. Unless I find something else that I haven't heard of yet, I'm probably going to go back and watch some anime that I've missed (I'm still kicking myself for missing Witchblade). Hopefully winter will be better for me.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]Whew. Well I can safely say my head exploded. While there was a lack in fighting and such at least we get to know who Naruto's [spoiler]parents[/spoiler] are. Anyone else surprised at the revelation? [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#001824][SIZE="1"][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]The aura of these two women before him was amazing. While Circe?s was greater by far. The Claymore seemed to have some fight still left in that body of hers. The scene sent him into a quick flashback. Back to when the two of them first met. Circe and Melech. One of the two already awakened while the other was still a dog of the organization. The other still lacked the pleasure and multiple benefits that Awakening gave to its user. No, there was a difference, even though small, the difference was obvious. Back then, Circe looked up to Melech as an equal. Not a claymore fighting against a former claymore, whose powers alone took four of her kind to dispatch. But as equals. Soon all the feelings began rushing back through his mind. Her laugh, that smile, but most of all, those eyes? Those menacing eyes of her. They were enough to demoralize a legion of the strongest warriors time had ever seen. Yet here he was, willingly serving under a beast that could manipulate people to do her wants and needs. It disgusted him, the very though did. Yet, she did give him the best present that any male could ever recieve? Quickly he snapped back into reality. Circe still held the Claymore, both mentally and physically. Lyrra?s Yoki burnt in her arm. Her attempts to dislodge her sword from Circe grasp were growing more futile by the second. It was obvious that Circe was toying with this one, instead of just dismantling her cell by cell as per usual. Melech?s mind was thrown in a wrought of confusion trying to understand the ways of this Awakened being. Did she want to keep it as a toy? Something for entertainment? Or build an army as Riful and Isley had before them? God were her thoughts a mystery. And why hadn?t this Claymore done anything else. Surely an ability or something could help her break free from this Awakened Being?s grip. [B]?Are you going to keep it..?? [/B]Melech began to circle about the claymore, taking in her features. Head. Chest. Height. Width. All features that he though were necessary for future knowledge. [B]?I?ve got a better idea?? [/B]Circe?s lips curled into a sadistic smile. Her Awakened arm released its grip from Lyrra?s. The young Claymore gripped her sword in her hands ready to attack. She swiped downwards in one full thrust which Circe evaded stepping off to a side. Circe stepped forward, embedding the sword into the ground with only the base of her feet. The sharp edge of the blade seemed to go unnoticed as she advanced forward.[B] ?Why not get her to Awaken? It should be interesting to se what it turns into. The higher the number the stronger the being.? [/B] [B]?You?re so twisted? and I love it.? [/B] Circe didn?t respond or at least she didn't need to. Her actions did the talking. Her wings expanded aiming from the weaponless Claymore. Lyrra hesitated only to move backwards. Lyrra?s eyes looked on at form of the wings. Morphing, twisting, turning. Its movement forward seemed to mimic a flower opening. [B]?Now to take care of you properly??[/B][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]