The Enemy

Name: J. MacSon Age: seventeen . Gender: male Sports or clubs: chess club , photography club, and J. is in the tech Club . High school: north western secondary school Personality:He is a very closed of person ,he rarely talks to anyone but his closest friends. He often spends time alone , taking pictures or playing chess against himself. As far as intellect goes J. is pretty much a genius. He likes knowing everything he can about everything. Appearence: [URL=http://ic3.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/189/5/f/Unread_Relief_by_Evil_anime_geek.png]J.[/URL] Bio: J. grow up in moderately monetarily steady house. He had lots of benefits mentally but his parents always got mad at him. The reason for his "nerdy factor" Is that his parents even complained if he got a 92 percent average. They would say "92 isn't good at all there's still 8 percent out there, where did that go!?". And it was the opposite at school socially the kis at school mocked him and teased him for being a "browner" and a "nerd" he's always hated how even the smartest most talented kids were still looked down opon, and for what makes them great no less. He heard about the LR through the grape vine, a person he didn't even know walked up to him one day and whispered the whole situation in his hear between classes. He liked the idea so he decided to show up, just to check it out.

Al flew down the wall and landed hard, rolling a little to lessen the impact. Ragnor dashed to catch him again but Al put up his hands defencivly "No no wait!" he said "I have a better idea!" Al was showing the usual grin he gets when he's about to prank somebody. Ragnor simply looked at him ingreagued at his apperent idea. "First we set an escape route" Al began, then another Al stepped out of him and Al turned to speak to him "You can take care or that" and with that the second Al ran into the house again. As the second Al ran hrough the house, he closed all the doors and cast an illusion on them to make them look open. Meanwhile the origonal Al explained to Ragnor his plan "We will get to Sasuna and Stone" Al started "Why not Kali once more?" Ragnor interrupted. "No I already got you and her, you're in on it and she'll still expect something and be on edge." Al answered "Oh I see" Ragnore replied "Yah and don't interrupt me when I'm scheming..." "So like I said Stone and Sasuna...got any ideas?" Al asked rubbing his hands together trying to look scary. But by the look on Ragnor's face as he spoke to Al. He could tell his sary look wasn't working at all.

"Don't worry my boy, I'll handle he first shift." Baal's voice sounded as he patted Sora on the back. He retrieved his syrhe from within his cloak as ussual and took a step forword. "Hmm how should I deal with this" Baal thought as the humans charged him. "oh I know!" He said to himself. Then in an instant he swiftly darted forword, much faster than any human could even think of moving. He left a black streak behind him as the humans' eyes tryed to follow his movements. As he dashed throught the croud repeatedly there were splatters of blood. He stopped once more standing beside Sora as the group looked around in horror. Baal had taken the weak, any children or elderly had just fallen to his sythe in a matter of seconds. Roger looked to those children he had taken the BFG from, when he didn't want them to hurt themselves, Baal had more than done that for them. The others in the group also looked around every one of them had developed some relations within the new group. "Sora mind doing me a favour?" Baal asked, not actually looking at Sora. Sora replied by turning his head towords Baal with a horrid crack. Baal reached forword with his sythe and made a slice across Sora's arm. "Sora" Misha said to herself in sorrow. As Sora's arm bled the blood fell to the ground and mixed with the blood from the others Baal had just killed. That same blood that the others were standing in. Baal then put the end of his sythe into the blood and it lit up like oil into black flame. Soon enough there was black flames surrounding the group and scorching them, the smoke smelled of death. And they could all hear Baals sickening laugh in the background.

"Kalisan?!" Al giggled. Both Ragnor and Kali looked up to see Al stanting upside down on the roof. "And it's not nice to flip people off you know" He continued as he flipped to the floor. While all was half way through the air a large spike erupted form the ground under him, impailing him through the stomach. "Al no!!" Kali and Raqgnor said almost in unison. Then the sppike broke into peices as Shirube appeared from under it. "You shouldn't talk about be behind my back!" said Shirube. Then Kali and Ragnor got on guard and heard clapping from behind them. When they looked over the saw Al aplauding! "good show good show! encore" Al was exclaiming. When they turned to face Shirube again, she was gone, and the floor was back to normal, nothing was out of place. "Wow I really had you guys going there huh?" Al asked. "So I couldn't sleep, what are you guys up to?" he asked with a boyish grin.

"Meh it was worth a shot." Al said as he jumped up and caught his deflected dagger. He rubbed his chin and put his complex mind to work on the problem at hand. Then he suddenly grinned and simply walked towords Shirube's border. He stepped through with no problem at all. "What?! How did you...!?" Shirube started as she despelled her barrier to redirect the power into as destructive blast aimed for Al. Al looked shocked and scared, then he vanished. As the blast tore through the ground behind him,throwing stone shrapnel everywhere, he appeared behind Shirube and exclaimed "I didn't you let me in!!". Al lept towords Shuribe with a terrible yell and quick-razor in hand as he screamed "Now's our chance guys!!"

OCC? thanx for playing my character in the absence I've been really busy this week. ...................................................................................................... Baal stood still next to satan, but his eerie voice was bursting out laughter. Oh how he loved tormenting mortals. "May I return to my games, Master?" Baal's voice echoed the question to Satan. "Sure, but remember to keep an eye on Ame, Inaru ,Misha, and Sora." Satan replied. "Yes of coarse, but what about the others Master,Taiyo, and that Roger fellow??" Baal asked. "Do with them as you please, they can be yours. But don't kill the others, they're mine!" Satan said exuberently. "As you wish, Master." Baal's voice replied as his body began vanishing into darkness. Baal appeared infront of a large catholic church. The two churches were satanic and catholic, the satanic had various traps set up to keep the people there if they went the wrong way. As for the catholic, it was Baal's job to set up traps and barriers to make sure none of the humans made it there, if they somehow chose the right direction. "That's it!" Baal thought to himself as he got an idea to stop the humans. He snapped his boney fingers and the town reappeared. The origonal town, including the blood pool, the broken and corpse filled streets, and most importantly the destroyed church. "Yes, yes this is perfect!" Baal said within his mind. "Now how can I direct them in the wrong direction...hmmm?" He asked himself as he absently walked towords the humans again. He thought of Ame and Inaru, He could use them both, if he found their weaknesses. He just had to find their weaknesses and he'd be all set. He thought long and hard about this before heading towords them purposly.

"oh! oh!" Al started "I'm out of my mind! Do me first!!" he jested comicly to Stone. Once Stone refused Al was a little sad and decided to check out the large mansion like building. As he walked he snapped his fingers and split into 5 of himself. All the Al's went in different directions to check out more ground at once, at which the others watched awkwordly. Seeing a gnome split into 5 and walk away isn't a very common sight. And speaking of sight the fact that he can see and hear through all of his copies is also astounding even for another illusionist. He walked around the big dank building and got even more depressed. Being a joyful child at heart, a gothic mansion wan deffinetly not his expertise. One of the Al's rejoined the group and said "This place is driving me nuts!" after a side glance from Stone he corrected himself "uhh MORE nuts hee hee..I'm gunna go find something to do, cya later." Before anyone could stop him from going ,for either saftey reasons or otherwise. That perticular Al vanished into a small cloud of golden dust. The actual Al had already left about 20 minutes ago. OCC:I've been real busy this week sorry for not posting, and thanx for playing my character so well in the absence.

[I]'What an odd group we have here' [/I] Al thought to himself. I bet the don't have a decent sence of humor between them..well I'll just hafta change that'. Al walked across the room and started pacing. [I]'I hate this'[/I] he thought [I]'I need to do something, this is boring!'[/I]. Then he suddenly stopped pacing and sat down at a small table near the side wall. He took out a deck of cards and began shuffling them as he asked the general group "who wants to play a game??"

Name: Erik Age:23 Gender: Male Race: Janwan(A race generally alike to humans, exept for their minds. A Janwan has an inate ability to calculate numbers, and determin probobility) Class: Was a teacher...is now a fighter Weapon: Two three-sectioned staves. Skills: Mathamatical genius, Erik uses his skills in math and numbers to calculate the odds and outcomes of situations, often fighting with odd forms and fasions determined by how his math tells him to salve a problem. Magic: none Appearence: [URL=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Brad_VF5.jpg]Erik[/URL] Bio: He grew up as most janwan children do, loving numbers. He quickly passed through any type of schooling available and exceeded on to teach himself. He doesn't traditionaly like fighting, but he knows he has skills. That's why he decided to become a fighter when war threatened his area. He knows probobility and odds to such an extent that he is able to fight with two three-sectioned staves simoltaniously, holding the middle section of each it a hand and sometimes switching hands during battle.This is done by calulating where the next part of each staff will be after he moves in which ever way. While fully awake and focused Erik simply appears as a cassually walking man surrounded by small flying poles. Sadly he is almost never fully awake and focussed, caused by his late night studdying of formulas and theories. Personality: He is generally a secluded fellow, staying away from large crouds whenever possible can stand a few people with a maximum of a class of students. And even that gets him a little on edge. He is usually left alone and avoided himself because of the flaw of almost all janwan. He will talk to himself frequently, saying numbers and calculating problems.And he rubs his eyes and forhead nervously while thinking about complex mathamatical problems. Extra Info: Basicly every 'random info' has been put into he catigories given, ie his nervous rubbing thing, and talking aloud to himself. And I talked about his fighting style alot in the bio. OCC: if you have a problem with misplaced information or anything else pm me and I'll fix it pronto, thanx.

Baal grumbled as he watched the group destroy the hydra so easly. He then grinned at how he could test thier strength. He thought for a moment and decided if he bneeded a test administered he'd hafta do it himself. One of the larger chunks of rotting hydra began to twich and turn."oh man no way" thought Sora as the hydra seemed not to be dead yet. Just then the piece of flesh bursted on it's own revieling Baal who was inside. "You were in there the whole time?!" exclaimed Misha. "No I just like disturbing entrances" replied Baal as he brushed some mussle tissue from his cloak. "You!" said Baal as he teleported infront of Ame in a poof of red smoke. "Yopu have some interesting skills...perhaps I shall test them" Baal stood still for a moment then dropped to his knees, he then thrusted his skeletal hand into the ground and a red lightning pattern traveled along the surface from his hand to behind Ame. Sora and Misha have seen this one before. The lightning pattern stopped and the spot in which it had stopped shattered in anl explosion of stone and gravel. A large turtle demon then flew out of the ground and seperated Ame and Baal from the rest of the group. Although the last time they saw the red lightning there wasn't a demon summoned, they understood the threat. "now that we have some space..." Said Baal as he reached into his cloak and grabbed his sythe. "We can test your limits." then he swung towords Ame's legs. OCC: hey sorry for not posting in a while, and sorry if my post seems kinda off I'm really tired.

[B]Name:[/B] Al [B]Age:[/B] 65 [B]Race:[/B] Gnome [B]Appearance: [/B] [URL=http://www.freewebs.com/worldslargestdungeon/nebin.jpg]Al[/URL] [B]Personality:[/B] I joy loving trickster at heart, Al loves pulling pranks and getting laughs. Having a care free attitude in his off time leads to the assumtion that he'll be a tough as nails, tank while in battle, to even out his personality. Although this is no more true than the statment "glass rhymes with hair". No Al has a consistant fun lovers act all the way through. [B]Weapons:[/B] Al, in combat, enjoys catching his opponents off guard. This involves having many consealed items and blades. He has two daggers in boot sheaths,and one in a wrist sheath. He also has a blade on his other wrist called a gnome quickrazor, this blade can be whipped out and re sheathed in a flick of Al's wrist. Creating an instant semi-circle slash from the center of hos wrist, and about half a foot out. Al also is a master illusionist, hiding, revieling, and manipulating images is his specialty. He thuroughly enjoys twiting and taking advantage of his opponents sences. [B]Bio:[/B] Al grew up in poverty, and had a poor life for the most part. He Often had to preform to make money, and that's where he learned of his skills with illusion.He grew through his long gnome life, fasinated by illusions and tricking the sences of others. Recently he was asked to join a special group of hunters, known for his now world renouned illusionary abilities, he could be a valuble asset on this mission. o.c.c.: Sorry, I couldn't find a specific place for "magic" or "powers" so I just added mine to the end of my weapons, I assumed I could have magic/powers because the previous two sign-ups have then mentioned.

The blood red smoke slowly subsided, revieling a black cloak over a skeletal being. Baal had very few weaknesses, but one was his short temper. "You think you're pretty smart don't you?" an eerie voice came from Baal's direction but his mouth did not move. "You!" exclaimed Sora tightening his grip on the keyblade. Baal's voice gasped mockingly "Me?! You remembered?! I didn't know you cared so much" He reached a gastly skeletal hand deep into his robe and pulled out his sythe. As Baal, Sora, and Misha made there confrontation, most of the croud fled the train sreaming wildly. "These welps arn't as brave as you two were when you first arrived. They wll be easly taken" Baal then noticed Roger not fleeing, but rather standing with the others. "You're new." Baal said intrigued. "You too huh?" Baal's voice questioned as he noticed Inaru "I thought you'd gone to heaven, eternal joy and all that, you know the deal." He pondered how he was going to handle this little problem, and decided he should test the new guys skills. Baal vanished in a burst of more red smoke and reappeared behind Roger, everyone turned in shock. They thought they had seen all of Baal's powers over the years, but they had never seen that. "You first!" Baal's voice echoed through the train as he swung his large sythe towords Roger's neck.

The priest looked shifty and almost scared, and Misha noticed a strict avoidence from her holy water. "How do you think I found you?" asked the priest. "The only reason I wandered this way instead of another is because I heard alot of voices" The priest took a deep breath and stood up straight. "At first I thought I was going mad, then the closer I got the louder the voices seemed. And if the commotion was as big as I heard, then I doubt anybody had a sufficiant ammount of food or drink at hand" Misha and Sora exchanged an untrusting glance, and silently agreed that they did not believe the mans story. "I beg you please let me stay, I know of heaven, hel,l and purgetory from my priestly studdies, I can help!" the priest stood in wait for the others to agree to let him join or not.

"Go and get the Tromador" Baal repeated Satans words in a sarcastic teasing tone, which seemed very strange coming from a skeletal reaper-like creature. He left towords the train and eventually arrived, with his own plan in mind. "Yes thank the lord, people!!" said a man erupting from a nearby bush, he then made the sign of the cross and kissed the cross that hung around his neck. He looked like a priest, though the others couldn't figure out why a priest wouldn't go right to heavan, he was a priest. He had the black long coat and the white coller and everything. Even white gloves. He stood hunched over leaning on his knees and breathing heavely."I tryed to jump off the train as it crashed, but when I hit the grond I was here." said the priestly man.

"God damn...stupid fuckin'...trampy.." Tayu cursed randomly to himself as he saored through the air. Then he began speaking to himself "Why didn't my shots effect that prick?? I used the L.T.L. rounds so I wouldn't kill him, but he barely seemed effected by them at all!...what is he?". He flew gracefully, and thought to himself "What's a good way to kill time? How will I ever be able to speak to Burden again? How can I fix this?" these were only a few of the many questions swirling in Tayu's head. "I need to rest" He thought as he landed and began walking. He strolled down the sidewalk staring at a half empty clip of l.t.l. rounds. "I'll make then myself!" Tayu thought aloud. "If I make my own ammunition I'll be sure to take him out the next time we meet". Being an assassin, he tended to move around alot. nd as a cure for never having any supplies, he had set up various "safe houses" around different cities. They weren't much, just a shack or apartment where he could keep extra guns rounds clothes and the like. Approching one of his safe houses, in this case a small shack on top of the roof of a skyscraper. He walked in and sat down at a work bench. "OK this would be alot easier if I knew what he was...hmmm...well they'll have a bit of everything." He said to himself as he began designing his new bullets.

Tayu stood torn, he was angry, sad, shocked, and disgusted in Burden and himself. He went to a whole other level of disturbed. ll he did was simply pick up his gun, reholster it and alk out. At this point he wasn't just mad, he was unstable. As he walked out of the suicide. A random pedestrian bumped into him slightly, Tayu kept walking in silence. But the guy who bumped into him was rude. He harshly asked "Hey prick why don't you watch where you're going?" Tayu kept walking completely ignoring him. "Hey I'm talkin' to you punk!" said the rude man as he pushed Tayu from behind. Tayu quickly spun, and grabbed the mans arm, Tayu saw he was just an insolent human. The human screamed in pain when Tayu broke his wrist in his grip. Then the human barely pulled his hand away intime for tayu to draw both parts of his shotgun. The human was rubbing his wrist only for an instant, but it was more than enough time to put together and load his shotgun. He turned to Tayu and said "Now you listen here punk" before hitting his head on the steel barrel. There was a loud bang and a quick spat of blood as a hole in the mans head, as big as a bowling ball, suddenly was blown out. Tayu angrely took his shotgun apart and spred his wings. Then he took off and flew high into the air. Just trying to get away from the prying eyes.

Tayu was mad, real mad. He slightly calmed down drinking his rum, when someone decided to push him to the ground. ""What the fuck?!?" he thought as he hit the floor. He looked up to see Burden, that sad face got to him every time. But this time there was something different, he could tell it was a hurtfull sadness. He looked up at her in shock as the words "Who is She?" came from her lips and her eyes began watering. "I thought you loved me! Why did you abandon me?" she asked in heartfelt pain and anger. Before Tayu could answer she ran away crying. Tayu jumped to his feet and went to fallow her feeling horribly sorry. That's when the hybrid friend of hers showed his face again. "What's wrong ? What did he do ?" the other guy asked. Burden then whispered something to him and he got rather angry himself. "What Did you do to her?!?! Why? Why would you hurt her?" he fiercly asked. The guy was practically yelling, and catching the peoples eye. Tayu didn't like it, being an assassin he had a thing about attracting attension to himself. Then Tayu gave up being sorry and went into a semi-blind rage. He was still compedent and had rashonal thought he was just more violent than ussual. "Me?? How can you ask me that?? I looked for you, I searched for months with no sign of you!! This is just my luck, the one time I come to terms with you leaving and you show up again and guilt trip me" In said semi-blind rage Tayu also lost any care for the feelings of others. "I loved you, you were my world. you took that away! not me!!" he gave up explaining and decided to handle his anger the old fashion way, with violence. Tayu once again pulled the barrel of a rifle out of his coat, but instead of a slightly winding blow, he went all out. He instantly took flight a few feet off the ground, and dive bombed the other hybrid, knocking him a clear 6 feet away from burden with the force of the barrel against his jaw. "You!!" he exclaimed "You took her away from me!!" he screamed as he got even madder. He took out one of his silverballer pistols and looked at the now begining to stand hybrid. "I'm going to make you suffer for what you did to us!!" he drew a clip from an inner pocket in his coat and loaded it into the hand gun. Tayu suddenly fired off multiple shots, hitting Bret in the arm and both legs many times. Bret fell in pain but there was no blood. "L.T.L. rounds, less than lethal" Tayu boasted as he loaded his gun once more and started another barrage of rubber bullets.

occ: Yo Baal's back. [B]Name:[/B] Baal [B]Age:[/B] Baal doesn't really have an age. [B]Gender:[/B] Unknown presumebly male [B]Appearence:[/B] Baal is a rather large grim reaper looking thing with a simpe skull where his face would be and skeletal hands. He also has various worms and grubs crawling out of his skull constantly. Over his harsh skeletal figure he wears a floating black robe of sorts, making him appear even more grusome.[IMG]http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/libris_gallery/84751.jpg[/IMG] [B]Personality:[/B] He is a cruel twisted individual who likes torturing others in any way possible. He also has a bit of an ego. [B]Bio:[/B] Baal is the infernal keeper of the gates of hell. He has tryed to sway the passers by in purgetory for most of his existance. His only real failure was with Sora Misha and the others. He Tends to hang around purgetory looking evil in his spare time. Baal's only enjoyment in his existance comes from dividing friends and family as he hunts them down in purgetory. Although the humans are already dead, if he kills them while here, they will go to hell for eternity. [B]Weapons:[/B] Baal has a large assortment of destructive magic abilities but his main weapon is a large sythe seemingly made from a whole in reality.

Tayu thought for a moment but not about the fallen girl. He could almost swear he had just seen Burden walk by with another guy. He grinned as he thoughy "I'm paranoid, Burden is gone, and even if she wasn't, she would never just ignore me like that" then he looked back at the fallen. "uh oh" he thought "What if she saw me kissing this girl and got mad, was it even her?" as he thought he noticed the fallen girl was getting impatiant. Just as he thought of where to go, he saw the Burden-like girl walk into the suicide. "I better investigate a bit" he thought. Then he answered "We could go there" as he gestured towords the dance club. He looked at Andy for her reaction and smiled to lighten the mood.She simply sighed and grabbed his arm before saying "Ok, that's good, let's go." and running inside.He grinned and fallowed her to the bar inside. She sat down first and looked at Tayu before saying "Well, are you sitting, or what? I want Champagne." He then smiled and sat next to her, he ordered a glass of champange and a few shots of whiskey. As he finished his shots he looked around the room and across the dance floor. "There!" he thought as he saw the Burden-like girl walk onto the dance floor with the other guy. There was a slow song and they began dancing. Tayu couldn't help but feel a little jealous. The girl was remarkebly alike to Burden, and another guy was dancing with her. He looked to the rather tipsy Andy, and smiled at how hard it was to get him drunk compared to her. He simply said "I'm gunna walk aroung ok?" and she replied "OK" Just before he left he gave the bar tender a tip and asked for more chanpange for the girl. He strolled around the bar and the dance floor a bit, he wasn't much of a dancer. That was always one of Burdens pet-peeves. As he got to who might have been Burden he turned his back and listened carefully. Then he heard something to confirm his thoughts, her story. He'd heard that exact story before, when he first met her, although he noticed she left out every aspect of him. "One true love my ass" he thought in anger as he thought she didn't even care about him. He stormed back to the bar and asked for some "rum on rocks". Andy noticed how angry he was and looked around, then she noticed he was glaring rather harshly at a hybrid on the dance floor. She contenplated fighting her but decided to drink more instead to get her mind off it, or anything for that matter.

Tayu was pinned and couldn't escape. He tried to get his legs under the fallen to kick her off,but she was sitting accross his hips and it was no use. His hands were being held hard against the ground parallel to his neck. He struggled and squirmed a bit, then remembered he had wings. He pushed out with his wings as hard as possible and they acted as a spring board. Forcing him and the girl into the air.They both caught themselves in mid-flight and calmly landed. As the got ready for another clash, Andy realized that the fight may already have been over. As she looked over to Tayu she noticed he was standing mere inches away from his gun ridden coat. This time she lunged forward, to stop him from getting any fire arms, but was a little to slow. By the time she reached him, he had already crouched and reached into his coat. She almost froze with the sudden fear of getting shot, but couldn't. She had gained too much momentum. She skidded towords him and he jumped away from his coat, but it was not a gun in his hand, just the barrel of a sniper rifle. On it's own it wasn't much more that a small steel pipe, which was exactly what he wanted. He jumped at the fallen girl and stayed as low as possible, when they clashed he cracked her across the stomach with the barrel,she was completely winded and fell to the ground in pain. Tayu looked at her and looked at the barrel in his hand, he wondered if he hit her too hard. Just then she staggered to her feet and was ready to fight somemore. Or at least she thought so. Tayu on the other hand knew she was in no condition to keep going. She dashed at him and he spun her around and pinned her against a wall. He had her arms tight against her back and his legs were lined up with hers, stopping her from moving. He smiled and whispered in her ear "I win" and slowly released his grip. She then jumped aroung to his back and said "No I win!" and pinned him up the same way he had her. He hit the wall hard and growned. Then he wrestled a hand away and was able to spin to face her. Although before he could say anything she pushed her chest against his and kissed him.

Tayu smiled "This one is smart" he thought to himself, not saying anything. He then thought about her words on his weaponry, and her want for a wager. As he thought he decided she was at least a little right, and slipped off his coat. The large white trench-coat hit the ground hard, with a gingling sound.As all of the clips parts and assorted rounds for his armements shook inside the pockets. He smiled onc more and then took out the pistols and uzi's from there respective holters and put them on top of his coat. Tayu strached and cracked his knuckles, while Andy waited in annoyence. She then noticed his huge wings, no longer hidden by his coat. Once adjusted to the lack of weight ussualy on his sholders. Tayu explained hat he wanted if he won "mmm I think if I win...I want...a kiss" He was kicking himself in his head for saying it alloud he didn't even know why he wanted a kiss. He was instantly reminded of his lost love, and then realized the reason for the outlandish reward he wanted. This girl, this cute fallen reminded him of Burden. It was mainly the hair but there was something else too. Her attitude. She acted so much like Burden it was almost scary. He simly shrugged it off and looked for the girls reply to his stakes. That's when he noticed she was blushing, not too much, just barely eough to notice. But she was blushing alright. Tayu smiled a third time as the girl regained her punk-esque mood and said "Hey you think I'm just gunna make out with you? And besides I wanna get to know you first...That's it! If I win I want you to take me to dinner!" This time Tayu blushed. He noticed it immediatly and tryed to hide it. "OK deal." said Tayu as he go ready to fight. He dashed forward and flapped his wings to get a burst of speed. He thought about actually punching her, but decided against it. He ended up simply shlder checking her, hard.

Tayu arrived in Atlanta about 2 hours after his hit.He'd already reached his contact and gotten paid. He was now wondering the streets looking for something to do.His next hit wasn't supposed to be assigned to his next hit for about eight hours. He ventually got bored and decided to pick a fight with someone. Although there wasn't anyone worth fighting. He saw a few pathetic vampires run by but thought nothing of it, just then he accidentally walked into a young fallen with a mean attitude. "You wanna fight punk? Huh, do you?" asked the cute little fallen. "This could be just the ammusment i was looking for" thought Tayu as he looked apon the girl.He smiled to himself and smoothly slid his hand into his pocket, and grabbed hold of a steel rifle barrel. "OK, bring it" said Tayu calmly as he looked over his new 'friend'. She had a nice figure, but he noticed a few knives here and there. He smiled at the oppertunity of a good fight and said "Ladies first" as his grip tightened on the barrel in his pocket.

mmk darkisMINE was the last, I promise. She'll help the story alot too, just wait and see.

Looks good, you're in. And I'm also giving special prommision to 'darkisMINE' to also join.

Well Tayu can take his coat off, it's not attached to him. It's just a coat.Infact he often takes his coat off, when he's engaging in close combat fights. Or he may use a barrel or other peice of a rifle as a make-shift weapon.