Heartless Me

Her eyes were green I couldn't say no we danced and danced all over the floor when she asked if I wanted more If I wanted, I could not reject her As we walked towards the door I recalled the even as a meer blurr we walked down the street under a full moon out of the town we were to meet at the shore of a small lagoon. there in the sand she took my hand our gazes were crossed and in her pupils i was lost She had leaned in and pursed her lips as I put my hands upon her hips we kissed for a time i could not tell it was beyond everything in heaven and hell my knees got week my passion grew her wicked streak i wish i knew adrift in mind i tilt my head wishing now I knew she were dead upon my neck the fangs did pierce and my fear arises somethign fierce her arms then wrap around me tight as I silently scream in fright I try to flee I try to run but my body is still to my ire I know now that i'll never again see the sun because I fell for a evil vampire.

Skills- 1. self defense 2. lore demons 3. dodge abilities 1. enhanced agility 2. regeneration 3. empathy

Just curious yoda, but when are you goign to start this?

Spawn hit the ground, hard flying back and landing on his back. The force of blow skidding him back a few feet. His body arches backwards as he stops and pushes off the ground going into the air flipping and landing on his feet facing Superman. Spawn: You must be stopped. Superman: You can't kill me, you don't know my only weakness. Spawn: Anything can be killed. Superman flew at spawn again but this time he was ready. His cape gathered about himself and hardened into a crimson shell. Supermans fist collided wiht the superdense surface and a muffled yell of pain comes from the outside of his shell as he feels the heavy vibration from the slam of supermans fist on his cape-shield. Repeated fist strikes are heard from the outside as his cape starts to dent and crack. Knowing he cannot hold back long he gathers as much energy into his chains as possible and just before the cape is broken through he lets it down jumping backwards and letting his chains fly outward once again circling the former heroes body many times over. Clark tries to break free but is found to be so tightly woven in the necro-chains that he cannot move. Spawns green eyes flash eerily as small razor sharp blades and hooks pop out from the chains and he pulls the chains back toward him. The force of which the chains slide off around his body tears into his flesh, blood nearly flying out. Superman let out a yell of pain and fury as his body was covered in blood and gashes. His gaze met that of the hellspawn and gave a look of pure hatred. Superman: You will die for that. Spawn: If you can bleed, you can die.

Name: Drunk Smiley :alcohol: Afiliation: Flame Smiley Background: Used mainly in general forums. Always has a bottle with him. Never sober and stumbles around alot. Very happy drunk but when you piss him off, look out.

The world was dark. It was dusk by six in the evening but that was normal now. just as the altered uv rays from the sun made the sky look red or orange during the day and purplish black at night. The sun had another effect on a certain being.. The one known as superman. It had greatly increased his other powers in effect loosing control and driving him insane, his weakness unbeknownst to even him was that he had lost his invulnerability but not his weakness to kryptonite. currently locked in a death struggle with superman was the last hellspawn in existance. Al Simmons. Chosen by Malbogia himself to lead his spawn army in taking over the mortal realm. but in essense in his last strike against Malbogia he fused all realms togather letting demons angels and other strange otherworlders to walk among the living and the dead. Spawn had Kal El locked up in his chains and was starting to squeeze when superman reached into his reserves of now increased supernatural strength and ripped right through the chains flying at him and giving him a hard uppercut in the head. _____________________________________ Meanwhile... In a dark cave deep beneath the earth's surface several beings had gathered to scheme and plot their evil plans of hate and destruction. They gathered around a table made of the bones of dead humans and wrapped in their cured flesh. A large demonic creature spoke up first. Demon: There are several heroes still free and alive in this reality. How are we going to stop them? It seems difficult at the least. There is a slight chuckle from another being, a large almost robotic creature. Robot: Easy, Malbogia. Their time will come. First we must increase their numbers. I fear my horsemen and your demons will not be enough so I have enlisted the help of another, His price was high but I think he can do the job. Malbogia: What's that Apocolypse? You hired an outside force to demolish the heroes? And what is his name? Apocolypse: His name, is Lobo. A tall man with greying hair and a red suit with a cape and helmet speaks up with a sligtly concerned tone of voice. Human: I've heard of this Lobo person. Sources say he cannot be killed. Is this true? Malbogia: (sounding quite excited) Oh yes! very true, Magneto. He can regenerate his entire body from a single cell! Magneto: Very interesting, but what If he decides to turn on us? Malbogia: Even if he can't be killed, he can still be contained, is what exactly will happen if he decides to stab us in the back. Apocolypse: Taking over will be in the bag. Magneto: Like taking candy from a baby. The group laughs darkly and continues their plotting hidden from the eyes and ears of the potential saviors of reality. OOC: Finally got it started! Have fun! ^_^

The cave was unusually dark, even with the torches they carried, the darkness seemed to snuff out the torch light within several feet. But the one thing the darkness couldn't snuff out was their smell. Arikel: Xanthia, no offense to you but this cave reeks. Orin: I would have to agree. The cave carried the odor of stale musky air and the strong stench of half rotting lichen. Arikel puts his robe over his nose but it helps little. While in doing so he didn't notice the foot panel infront of him, but someone else did. Cador: Arikel look out! But it was too late, he had depressed the foot panel and a loud sound was heard in the distance behind them. Xanthia: Arikel, Run! Everyone broke out into a full speed run as it suddenly became evident that they were being chased by a giant round boulder rolling down the corridor.

ok, I can't wait for Darkleaf anymore but when he puts his sign up in, he's accepted. i'll be starting this either today or tommorow.

It's always the death of a loved one.... Well almost always. Mine was accepting the fact taht I would not be with my one true true love no matter how much I wanted it.

morning had come shortly after and Arikel had awoken at dawns first light. As Xanthia prepared breakfast, Arikel went to get some water. By the time he returned, Cador still hadn't returned. Arikel gave a worried look to Orin and Xanthia. Arikel: Cador's been gone for a while. Had something happened while I slept? Orin: He just needed some alone time. He is fine. Xanthia: Yeah, I am sure he'll be along shortly. Arikel nodded slowly and pulled a book from his bag and studied it quietly.

muahahahahah! :devil: funny raiha... I'm just waiting for one more certain person to join up.

Wow! I'm really glad I brought up such a popular topic. I'm happy that I got so many different opinions.

oh hush Raiha, you know you love me! ^_^ lol. Just because i Picked one of the perfect people to have the powers of... :D

Name: Randy Robertson Alias: Shrieker Age: 23 Nationality: Caucasion Power: Banshee. Sound Generation: Unearthly sonic scream, Disruption-Molecular disruption to living and non living matter caused by high vibration soundwaves emitted from the mouth. Flight Sonar Sonic Shield History: Randy grew up in the suburbs of western michigan. He was raised from a single mother who was always sick so it seemed. They were always just scraping to get by. They had just enough money to keep themselves alive and healthy but they had each other. However six months before he turned eighteen his mother died. The event was so tragic that his mutant powers surfaced and he screamed out so loud that he blew the wall out of the house. Having terrified himself, he went into hiding. He lived for several years in the wilderness training and honing his abilities before coming back to the city world, he had his powers in control now, but he returned just in time to witness the rise of the prime sentinals as he was forced into hiding again until he was approached by spider man and informed of the return of carnage and him bringing an army of symbiotes along. From what he heard of them he didn't know how he would be helpful, until he was told their weaknesses. He instantly understood that his sonic vocal cords would be just the thing they needed to help destroy the symbiotes while dealing the minimal amount of damage to the people they are hosting. Description: About 6ft tall, longish strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, thick glasses, average body type, usually wears gothy clothes. Personality: Easy going and fun loving but very shy around girls.

The group of three humans and an angel had traveled the greater part of the day and most everyone was tired so when Arikel suggested that they rest and camp for the night, everyone was inclined to agree. The angel may have not needed rest or sleep but he understood that mortals did so he even helped them set up camp. Cador: So does anyone know what is really going to happen? Arikel: Well the demons are a very tactical and military race. They'll try every way they can to destroy us with any means they can from military force to blackmail. Orin: He is right. Unfortunately the demons are also intelligent to match their strength and endurance. On the upside for us, they are also brash and overconfidant. Xanthia: So when we show them what we are REALLY made of they won't know what hit them. Arikel: Hopefully. Arikel lays down in his tent and with his old age he quickly and soundly falls into a deep sleep not to awaken on his own until the dawn.

Cadors anger was rising, but Arikel stayed ever calm eyed. Arikel: You say you can take us to a village the demons don't know of, yet..... that means that they will find out.. and what then? we are dead anyway. I am sure, Orin, that Cador here would like the chance to avenge his townmates. I myself, I have lived a long life, please Orin. As my wish to you an angel, Let me end my life with an adventure. An adventure to top all others. One with people I trust... Arikel looked pleadingly into orins eyes.

There has been a lot of controversy lately in my general area about this subject, so decided to ask the OB goers on their opinion. What do you feel about people in a relationship with ages years apart from the other? Are you for/against it? Do you not care anyway? what do you think a maximum age difference would be? I'd really like your input.

This is going to be interesting.... 3 loners and a giant lizard... lol... Oh well I've seen much stranger than that. lol. Also it would be nice to know what they would be doing during the whole ripping open of the dimensions if you could put a little in your bio for me. *sigh* I was hoping for some DC and other people to but this is good. *still hoping to see a lobo and a batman somewhere signed up.*

I don't remember exactly when it happened but how it happened i know every last detail. The fires of hell raged about me as I faced Malbogia and his armies of demons and hellspawns. The battle had seemed to last for eons and just when I felt like all hope was lost, I had an epiphany. I used the greatest reserves of my strength to let out a massive necro blast totally vaporizing every other spawn symbiote in hell excluding myself. Many of the demons were highly injured but none died. What I didn't realize when I lost my conciousness was that when the blast hit the very furthest reaches of hell, it continued on. Ripping through the trans-dimensional areas not only to earth and heaven but other alternate earths, hells, heavens and even planets seeking any and all other hellspawns to eradicate. Once the wave of necro-power had dissappeared beyond the known reaches of existance the planes began to settle once more, but not seperated by their dimentional barriers but held tightly togather by the newly created rip caused by me. Instead of resealing and restoring reality to itself it had scarred open the universes and dimensions. Now the landscape is a vaste wasteland caused by the destruction of so many villain joining forces to drive all of the mutants, monsters, heroes, and other good people into hiding. When I had awoken, This was the world I found. Mountains crumbled, Forests turned to ashen husks of their once glory, plains turned to blazing deserts and the deserts to plains of obsidian rock and molten rivers of magma. I had caused this. I have to find a way to fix it. Rules are you can use any comic book heroe from any company Image, Marvel, Dark Horse, DC, anything but no immortal characters or people who can't die(of course.) Character Profile Name: Spawn/Al Simmons Age: unknown Race: Human/Hellspawn Weapons/Powers: Necromantically enhanced chains, hellspawn symbiote, demon powers. Weaknesses: Hideous, other weaknesses Appearance: [url]http://spawn.home.sapo.pt/Images/Spawn[/url]'s_Chains.jpg personality: loner type, generally nice though. Bio: Al Simmons was one of the U.S. military's best warriors and most efficient assassins. He was eventually betrayed by his own team and killed. After coming back from hell as a hellspawn he had to fight with his inner demons as well as stop a vile demon called the Violator from destroying earth. Of course he did so but at a deadly cost. He was sent back to hell where he had to face malbogia and the entire armies of hell alone.

Arikel looked back at the slums and sighed. He didn't know how or why but he had a feelign that would be the last time he saw his friend again. With a saddened face he walked on not saying much until they were close to the surface when from around a corner there came a very frightening sound, almost like a slither. Arikel had put the torch he carried back earlier and Cador and Arikel dove into a small alcove in the side of the cave. Arikel: Shhhhhhhhhhh. He said quietly and they tried their hardest to remain motionless and quiet as two snakelike demons slithered past them down towards the slums. A single tear went down his cheek as he held his breathe waiting for them to turn around the corner they came from. A moment later they both moved, walking quickly for the exit. Cador: ((almost frantically whispering)) what were those?! Arikel: Nag'a soldiers, four of them have been known to take out small human armies. Cador: That's incredible. Arikel: It's horrible. Cador: ((nodding as they exit the cave)) Yes, well their time is coming along with the rest of the demons. Arikel: We must be quiet now leaving town. And that they were, quieter than the most stealthy church mouse. They walked through and out of town almost inconspicuously and unnoticed except for the dog that he had led with him, after all he was "blind". Why hurt his chances for free meals and put a perfectly good seeing eye dog out of a job? As they walked towards where Orin and Xanthia were they finally relaxed and were able to talk as normal. Arikel: Orin may or may not be happy that the rebellion has went north. Cador: I know, there are alot of monsters along the path. Arikel: Yes. Let's hope we will all be alright.

Name: Davin Drago Age: 32 Sex: Male Position: Defense Lawyer.

OOC: Good guys involved in the battle get one power here, but I have to approve it and it has to be worked into a detailed post(which would be no problem for Ed..lol). OOC2: Note to everyone, Carren Harts C Dameon will be the final boss(with exception) of this part of the game. Those who survive will be welcome to the next game. Arikel: Arogyth!! Arogyths death had come to such a suprise that he body burst into magical flame shaped like the dragon upon his back, the fox man and Ragaar, who were attacking him currently were thrown back by the force. His body sprang into flight, speeding right at Dameon. Dameon: (looking at bremma) I will see to you later. (fixing his gaze to Arikel.) So the Dragon finally emerges to to come against the Eternal Flame of the Pheonix..... Come and die. Arikel yells out and slashes out with a sword of fire that he conjured only at the last moment realizing his crucial mistake as the sword grazed harmlessly off his armor. Dameon: You fool! You try to take down the legendary pheonix with a katana of "flame"?! I will show you the err of your ways. With a gesture of his hand the sword was dissipated and another gesture sends Arikel flying back crashing into a tree. A loud crack is heard as he hits the trunk and he yells out in pain hitting the ground. Dameon shakes his head almost as if dissapointed and walks up drawing his Runic blade. Dameon: Now to end this... As he had risen the sword to bring it down upon Dameons head there was a flash of something as it crashes into the bearer of the dark pheonix tattoo. Damien had unearthed himself from the rubble and since blight was occupied with nepenthe and controlling the golem through his shadow manipulating tattoo power, he took the opportunity to both save Arikel from certain doom and get a little payback on the man that tried to crush him not more than a moment earlier. Dameon went tumbling back head over heals almost three times before getting up and wiping a drop of blood from his cheek. Dameon: You will die for that.....

Pyrial: Are we all prepared? Good..... Get to your stations. Pyrial was the pinnacle of holy symbolism, His body stood a minimum of ten feet and he had four pairs of wings(8total) with perfect blond hair tied into a ponytail and hanging down his back, his eyes were golden with a crimson pupil, A mien of holy power surrounded his body and finally he was garbed in white robes with gold lining. He drew his sword, the blade immediately bursting aflame with the fires of reightousness. With that, the group of villains started to surround the cabin. --------------------------- ((meanwhile in the cabin)) Arikel blinked as suddenly the image of a pheonix crosses his eyes and he stands quickly from the table looking at the rest of them. Arikel: We're in danger, everyone prepare... There is going to be trouble..... The "heroes" all stand and run to the doors going outside. Siren: Figures, we're surrounded. Nepenthe: This could be bad. Kyras: I will hold them... prepare while you can. The witch pulled up a force field of energy, the half dome covering the the cabin and all the good guys. The dome was dark in color with black lightning coursing through it. She looked very involved in keeping it up. As the heroes drew there weapons, gathered their energy and proceded to do other things to prepare Pyrial took to the sky. Once he was in view of the entire dome his eyes narrowed. He pointed down at the dome firing a straight beam of holy energy hitting the dome at the very top, shattering it and chuckling as the pieces shatter. But it didn't stop there, the ray shot straight through the dome and struck the old witch through the chest. She got a look of suprise and shock then a smirk of acknowledgement as she fell dead on the rocky ground.

Cador was about to speak up when Arikels voice broke in. Arikel: Don't leave quite yet. Angel: Why? If I stay here, you will be in futher danger. Cador: But you are in greater danger. Once they find out what's happened here, they will send an army after you.... You can't stop that by yourself even if you are an angel! Cadors worried words had inadvertantly awoken Xanthia and she looked at them with sleepy eyes. Xanthia: What's going on? Arikel: We freed the angel and he leaves. Xanthia: What?! You can't do that! We have so many questions! Arikel: She is right, You are the first angel to be seen by humans in fifty years. What happened to the rest of them? How did you survive? and Why must you leave? The truth cannot be simply that we helped you.... The angel paused and sighed turning around. Angel: You may not like the answers. Cador: We understand that but if we weren't prepared for it then would not have asked.

Put me in for Rubio!