RPG Reality: Distorted Life

[Talon]

[color=teal][i]John watched the television reports in grievious awe. The pope.....dead? He couldn't believe. Yet somehow, for some reason, he felt as if he'd been the reason. He shook his head, walking back into the monastery to complete his training.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]Lucky I'm just training here to be a knight. I feel sorry for ANYBODY who has to swear off girls. That would be just.... WRONG!

[i]As he trained his kicks and punches, he accidentally knocked a hole in a thin wall, revealing a small cache of weapons. Amidst the swords, daggers, guns, and armor, John saw one rag-bundled object in the far corner. He furtively crept through the hole, walked over to the object, and unwrapped it, revealing a beautiful silver sword, engraved with the runes of Wind, Ice, and Light. He held it tight, feeling as if his destiny lie in the very metal, which was no Earthien material. Suddenly, as he held the blade, shadows passed over the hole in the wall.[/i]

[b]Zircon:[/b]Sir, is he here?

[b]Xion:[/b]No.

[b]Zircon:[/b]Then what shall we do?

[b]Xion:[/b]Sack the place. All religious areas are to be destroyed! Remember what I did to the Vatican? Do it here!

[b]Zircon:[/b]Yes sir!

[i]The figure that lead the Zircons vanished, leaving the men to their dirty work. As the flames leapt higher and higher, John simply cowered in his corner. When his mother and father entered the room he had been in to find him, but were instead slaughtered by the Zircon Army, John's pupils dilated. The former black ran silver, his anger level soaring. He rushed out, swinging the sword full-force into the nearest Zircon. The Holy spell within it turned the man to ash instantly. A group of Zircon's gathered around him, and he leapt into the air, turning and executing the Pheonixdance, pounding them all violently with his fiery attacks and his unending siege of fury. When it stopped, he collapsed, the soldiers around him dead. He walked back into the hole, grabbed some leather armor and laquered thigh-high boots, placed them over his green longsleeve shirt, the boots over his shadow-black jeans. He knelt to his parents, kissing each on their forehead.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]Vengeance will be mine. This blade shall further my teaching until I become the ultimate warrior. And I shall not fail you. For the Earth, and for my parents!

[i]With that, he leapt from a window, walked out into the world, and traveled to a nearby town, setting himsefl up in a ruined inn. He looked out, feeling a human's presence nearby...it felt feminine.[/i][/color]

[Zaeon]

[I] Neas stretched as he watched the television fliping channels then dropping on a random one and turning to his computer. Ah relaxtion at last he thought , having just finished a job that had tested his abilities to the limit and had nearly sent him to the loony house.[/I]

Tv Newsperson: Another monestary was burned to the ground today, following the mysterious death of the Pope...

[I] Neas turned and watched the screen idly, muting it as the newcasters voice annoyed him.[/I]

Neas: so another ones burning, wonder who the...

[I] Neas sighed as the phone rang, he picked it up and stared blankyly for a few minutes then muttering a consent and hanging up[/I]

Neas: wonder why Zack wants me to go dig around that old monestary...it proubably burned from instability, oh well a jobs a job. Maybe hes trying to have me scout a buyer for him again...

[I] Neas sighed and packed up a small bag, then also slid his pistol into its holster under his jacket. He turned off the lights and walked out the door to catch his flight, wondering if he would ever get a vacation.[/I]

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[I] Eiru watched amused at the mortal who slaughtered the grunts then yawned, these humans were so boring. She shrugged and walked off looking for something to do.[/I]

[DeathKnight]

[color=crimson]Ken sneezed suddenly, and loudly, causing him to wince as he rubbed his nose. Sniffling twice, he suddenly remembered why he hated allergens. As he walked down the street, he paused breifly. A small group of people, 5-6 at the most, were standing infront of a Electronic's Store display, stareing in disbelief at it.

[b]Ken[/b]: ...

Glanceing from the group to the TVs and back again, he silently joined the group, stareing at the TV. He sneezed again, startling several of the people around him, before regaining his composure and paying attention to the screen.

[b]News Reporter[/b]: Around an hour ago in the Vatican the pope was found dead. All of Catholocism is in a state of greif over the sudden loss of this great man.. With more on this story, we now turn over to Judy Garland who is live in the Vatican- Judy?

Shakeing his head slowly, Ken silently turned and continued to walk away, murmering something about his allergies again..

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[b]Nevri[/b]: Odd. He doesnt look evil.. But I best keep my eyes upon him..[/color]

[Talon]

[color=teal][i]John walked from his sanctuary, wiping his sword clean of the white blood of the Zircons. He continued on, fighting hard to the last breath in every battle. Still his vengeance wasn't satisfied. As he wept in the inn every night, waiting for the wraith that he'd seen in the monastery to return, he saw one feminine face hovering over him in his dreams. Her shining smile, her gentle eyes..... he needed her, whoever she was. He awoke one night, with fresh blood in his nostrils, a name on his lips.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]Elsyan....who are you? Why does it feel as if my blood is yours?[/color]

[Juu]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Angel ran inside, clothes still soaked from the rain. She took off her coat, and walked past the mirror, and hesitated. Her eyes narrowed as she glanced at the back of the mirror, and stepped back in front of it. Just her reflection. The rain must be making her see things..

She laid in her bed, and sighed, her hair ruffled and drenched with rain. Angel stared at her reflection through a small mirror, and smiled. Her eyes were hazel, like they always were when it rained. She shook her head.

"I'm beginning to sound like mom..." She grumbled, throwing her books off her bed.

She laid back down, and closed her eyes. She wanted to sleep, and never wake up. No matter what the dream... her life was a nightmare already anyway. Her eyes closed, as she slowly drifted to sleep. The rain soothed her. It felt... peaceful. Her father was watching T.V. outside... all the noise, talking...

Angel buried her head in her bed, covering her ears. The rain could still be heard, as well as the rain. She smiled.
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OOC: Umm... I realized that other pic didn't show her face... - .-; Well, too well. Sooo, here's a little better pic. ^_^[/color] [/size]

[Jesus Chicken]

[I]Rob Gordon sat back and watched the news. The pope had been found lying dead in the Vatican. Laughing out loud, he wondered to himself if his god had warned him proir to current events. All of a sudden a man climbed in through his window. Wondering what the hell was going on, he opened his mouth before thinking too much.[/I]

Rob: Hey, if you're looking for the YMCA, it's down the road ok.

Man: No it's ok, I found what i was looking for, and I came to give you this.

Rob: By the sounds of it, what you're about to 'give' me isn't the kind of thing I'm into.

Man: Be quite Rob, I'm not gay, unless you are.

Rob: Excuse me? What the hell is that suppossed to mean?

Man: I'll tell you shortly, for the mean time, take this, you will know how to wield it already.

[I]The man threw a long staff at Rob. A War staff, bladed at each end, to his suprise, Rob did know how to wield it. Despite his new ound expertiese, he still sliced open his TV.[/I]

Rob: Who the hell are you?

Man: My name is John Cusack, I am you, the inner you, personified as a result of turmoil in my usually tranquil world.

Rob: Of course.(sarcastically)

John: Yes, I knew you had it in you somewhere.(more sarcasm)Now let's get out of here, they are already the way here. You're world is in danger, and the balance of power has already started to shift.

[I]John and Rob, stepped outside, and headed for the nearest inn. They both received some very strange looks as they walked down the street. But the weapon Rob was carrying and the 2 9mm uzis, that were in John's hands meant most kept their distance.[/I]

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson][I]Dennis strode up and down the stage, the lyrics to "*******" ringout out in usual fashion. He stopped, as the best part of the song came around.[/I]

Dennis (ranting): Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac El Dorado Convertible, hot pink, with whaleskin hubcaps and all-leather cow interior and big brown baby seal eyes for headlights... yeah! And I'm gonna drive around in that baby at 115 miles per hour, getting 1 mile per gallon, suckin' down quarter pound cheeseburgers from McDonald's in the old-fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers and whenI'm done suckin' down those greaseball burgers I'm gonna wipe my mouthon the American Flag and then I'm gonna toss the styrofoam containers right out the side, and there ain't a goddamn thing anybody can do about it. You know why? Because we got the bombs, that's why Two words: Nuclear ****in' weapons, OK? Russia, Germany, Romania, they
can have all the democracy they want...they can have a big democracy cakewalk right through the middle of Tienamen Square and it won't make a lick of difference, because we got the bombs, OK? John Wayne's not dead, he's frozen! And as soon as we find a cure for cancer, we're gonna thaw out the Duke and he's gonna be pretty pissed off. You know why? Have you ever taken a cold shower? Well, multiply that by 15 million times, that's how pissed off the Duke's gonna be.

And what am I gonna do abou it? I'm gonna get the Duke and John Casavetti and Lee Marvin and Sam Peckinpaw and a case of whisky and drive to Texas, and then I gotta chance to say...

Backup Vocalist: Hey! Hey Hey!

Dennis: What?

Backup: You know you really are an *******.

Dennis: Why don't you just shut up and sing this song pal.

[I]As the song's final chorus closed, Dennis leaned up to the mic, taking in the thousands of yelling people in front of him. He looked out, smiling grimly, and finished with his usual line.[/I]

Dennis: I'm an *******, and I'm proud of it.

[I]Dennis turned and walked off stage, his black trenchcoat billowing out behind him.[/I]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[I]Down in the audience, Mr. White looked at the singer, a hate boiling inside him like nothing ever had before. He knew this was his double, the arrogant bastard before him. He checked his pistols, then set off. Killing him could wait. He had other orders.[/I][/font][/color]

[Zaeon]

[I] Neas stretched as he walked the final mile to the monastery...the flight had been long, the drive had been long, the walk had been walk...today had been a long day, not that Neas noticed, but his muscles sure as hell did.[/I]

Neas: well I wonder what Zack sent me here to find...typical vagueness on a request...he better have paid in advance or Im gonna raise hell

[I] Neas stretched and looked on as the tops of a cillage seemed to appear, hed have to get directions to the monastery from there...[/I]

Neas: eh...whats that?

[I] Neas blinked and rubbed his eyes as he stared at a trree...there was something white encrusted on it...looked like blood...but he didn't know of any animals with white blood...he decided it must be bird poo and shrugged, walking on pushing the thought out of mind[/I]

Neas: la la la...

[I] The sun was setting as Neas arrivaed at the village, he decided to set up in an inn and continue on tommorow...sitting with nothing to do slowly the image of the bird poop returned...and he couldn't but help thinking that it reminded him an awful lot of blood...eh he'd check it out in the morning. Neas stood, took a hot shower, then passed out on his bed.[/I]

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[I]Eiru sat in a field she had found...it reminded of her of home...and if she sat ever so still she could feel the life vibrating in the woods, she enjoyed being in the woods amongest life, it was more fun then that annoying army that old whats his named had formed...[/I]

[Jesus Chicken]

[I]John led Rob down and out of the city. They didn't take the car.[/I]

John: There is no point taking the car, you will need all the excersise you can get, and it's not that far of a walk.

Rob: We the crap are we going anyway?

John: To meet someone who can hopefully tell us what on earth to do.

Rob: Ah, how convenient.

John: However, his keeper, may try to kill us.

Rob: Even more convenient... Who are we going to see anyway?

John: Dennis Leary.

Rob: YOU'RE JOKING! Isn't he an ******* anyway?

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson][I]Dennis walked backstage, out into the small alley, not stopping to talk to anyone. He got into his sleek black sportscar, naturally with tinted windows, and started it up. There was none of that heavy roar that some young men thought attractive in cars. If anything, it was overly quiet. Dennis rested his head against the soft seat for a moment. He then opened his glove box, making sure his shotguns were inside. He left it open.

He shot out of the alleyway, nearly taking out two men. The jumped out of the way, waving pistols at the car. Dennis, who had pulled up sharply, with no screech of tyres, grabbed his guns and rolled out his door, which was on the opposite side to the men.

He came up, one shotgun aimed at each man. They stared back, pistols levelled.[/I]

Dennis: What the **** are you doing John?

John: You just have to meet this guy.

[I]Dennis appraised him for a moment, then lowered his guns. John did the same. The other man was a little more reticient. Dennis's glance changed into a cold stare, and the man reholstered his pistols.[/I]

Dennis: He's got a lot to learn. Now get the **** in the car.

[I]John complied, well aware that Dennis was only like this to those he considered friends. To other people he was cold and distant. To friends he was a mixture of a gruff exterior, showering people with friendly abuse and obscenity, hiding a calm, open interior. A person who, while quite intelligent, was wary of letting his real self be known. There was only a hand count of people who really knew him, and John was foremost on that list.

John was in the passenger seat, next to Dennis. The other man was in the back.[/I]

Dennis: So, who is he?

John: Rob Gordon. Rob, this, as I'm sure you've gathered, is the nefarious Dennis Leary.

[I]Dennis turned to him, his driving not suffering in the slightest. He even stopped perfectly at a red light.[/I]

Dennis *heavy dracula accent*: Velkome to my den of inikwity.

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[I]From the front of the building, Mr. White watched the altercation, the easy way Dennis held his weapons. The sure, cold look in his eyes. He would be no easy prey. Mr. White shrugged, walking away. He had things to do.[/I]

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[Talon]

[i][color=teal]John jumped straight up, finally deciding to move out of the building. The inn, in a devastated area of New Jersey, lay about forty miles from New York City. John, jumping from a collapsed area of the city, heard something active in a small area of rubble. As he cleared it, more distressing news came from the still-functioning television.[/i]

[b]TV:[/b]We have just recieved word from Washington that our beloved President Bush has been slaughtered, the White House demolished. The cause and culprit are currently unknown.

[i]John kicked the telvision over, destroying it completely. He made sure his armor was on straight before again setting out.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]Damned assholes! First John Paul, now George Bush. Not that I care much about that last one, but it still pisses me about the pope....

[b]???:[/b]Indeed, Don't you just hate that I killed your religious leader? My good friend, Mr. White, killed your president. But you don't really care, do you?

[i]John jumped forward, narrowly avoiding a large, red longsword. He turned and faced...

Himself. An exact image of himself, aside from the white hair, sheer ebony skin, and slight elevation in height stood before him.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]I am Xion Excelsior, you, but yet not you. You don't need the particulars, just know that I will kill you.

[i]Xion drew his sword up as John drew his own out. John rushed at Xion, clashing his blade against Xion's, pushing the Z-Keeper back to the rubble.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]Monster! I will destroy you if it's the last thing I do! I WILL KILL YOU!!!!

[b]Xion:[/b]Just try, runt!

[i]Xion pushed John back, sheathing his blade and focusing his Baneblast right at John's chest. As the blackness exploded around them, reflecting all the way to a car miles away, inside which three men, Rob Gordon, John Cusack, and Dennis Leary all amazed at the violent outburst of evil energies.[/i]

[b]Dennis:[/b]What the **** is that?

[b]Cusack:[/b]The two destined have engaged in their first battle. I pray the Pheonix can make it out alright. Balance must not be severed!

[b]Rob:[/b]You know, you never really answered my question. I know your name, but who the Hell are you?!?!

[i]Miles away from this argument, Xion walked away from a pile of ash with a sword stuck in it, laughing. As Xion rounded a bend and disappeared again, John's fist punched through the ash in a beam of light. The ash reformed the rest of his body, his hand clenching the sword. As the whisper of energy disappeared into his blade, he heard it speak to him.[/i]

[b]Alaris:[/b]John Schock, I am the Alaris, a blade of utmost power and magic. I am the one that saved your soul, reimbued your body. So long as you wield me, you will never die at the blade of Excelsior, the Atlasscar, or Excelsior's Baneblast. Nor can I kill him, nor can your holy blast. Your name now shall be Pheonix. If you wish, shorten it to Fox. Now, recieve your lessons of the Auracannon!

[i]John felt an awesome energy form in his mind, unlocking his forgotten Auracannon, the holy blast of energy to rival the Baneblast. The new-born Pheonix set off, a silvery glow in his eyes. He was being drawn to the three in the car, wherever they were. He needed to reach them, somehow....

In the car, John Cusack turned to Rob, holding back his desire as a Z-Keeper to kill him.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]Look, you'll hear the explanation later, when we find the Pheonix! He's the one that can save the pope and the world. Just sit tight.[/color]

[DeathKnight]

[color=crimson][b]Ken[/b]: ... Hmmm.

Ken unlocked the door to his mediocre apartment in lower New Jersey, shutting the same door behind him as he walked in. Setting down a raincoat, he silently walked into the main living room, heading for the wall.

A large pottedplant was sitting at one point on the wall, blocking any veiw of anything behind it. Pushing it aside, a small keypad emerged from the thick foliage of the plant. Typing in a password, a small acknowledgement appeared on the minature screen above the keypad, and Ken stepped back as the wall slid open to reveal a missle launcher.

Grabbing it, he took some rockets out of the wall, loading one as he placed the others firmly in his pack, stepping back as the wall slowly slid back into place. He knew that it was time.. time to reveal what he could do to the whole world.

His 'power'..
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Nevri felt a cold chill go through her as she silently teleported as close as she could to her counterpart on Earth. Silently, she walked into an apartment complex..[/color]

[Zaeon]

[I] Neas slept peacefully in the village near the monastery, his dreams wandering to a girl who reminded him of himself, then disappearing, she first sitting peacefully in a glade...then walking away, a glint in her eyes[/I]

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[I]Eiru grinned as she walked through the city and turned her eyes upon a car that was zooming down the road. Eiru watched as it came screaming toward her.[/I]

John: hey who's that? wait Ive seen her before

Dennis: what?!? crazy *****

[I] Eiru jumped onto the hood of the screeching car, stabbing her rapier into the engine and giggling at the boys in the car staring at her.[/I]

Eiru: WATERS VENOM!

[I] A playful aura formed around Eiru, every hair on her body staying where it was, defying gravity , but not sticking up. The Aura sphered around her then shot out. Everything it touched sprouting with life, Flowers and planets appearing and growing, even occaisonally a bug or small animal. Everything that was already alive was refreshed and healthyer then ever. Then saw the shotgun Dennis had reached for and the glint in her eyes returned as she remembered what she came to do, have fun. The aura shifted, it seeming to smell and feel of decy, it continued to expand everything it now touching decaying, everything organic becoming rotted and infected with various diseases at once. fortunatly for the three in the car the aura was beyond them. They felt energized and the car itself was coered in plants, as were the weapons. However everything for roughly a mile and a half beyond the car and in the opposuing direcitons in a sphere, the smell and sight of rotting flesh and decay could be seen and smelled. Drawing her rapier from the cars engine as if she was holding it in air, she jumped off the car and walked into the now disease infected city, appraising her handywork. [/I]

Eiru: now THIS is fun. [I] Eiru giggles and smiles smelling the death and decay, the glint in her eyes still there although she looks physically exhausted. She is soon out of sight of the three as she rounds a building. [/I]

[Talon]

[color=teal][i]Pheonix sniffed the air. Over the last few hours, he'd made very much progress getting near the car. Now, he could smell the decay in the air. He followed the strong scent to a car overrun with vines and plants, Dennis Leary swearing copiously about his car. Two men clambored out, one looking straight at Pheonix with eyes that Pheonix thought could bore through solid crystal.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]Pheonix, destined of the blade alaris, welcome to the nightmare of reality.

[b]Rob:[/b]Are you talking to the guy with the sword?

[b]Dennis:[/b]Now, THAT is one guy I'd hate to piss off, even if he is just a runty teenager. Now, can we get to more ****ing important matters and find the ***** that did this to my new car? I'd like to introduce her to my shotgun, here.

[b]Pheonix:[/b]We shall find all manners of evil and eliminate them, but first we must avenge John Paul and my parents. I must destroy Xion.

[b]Dennis:[/b]I don't ****ing care, runt! My car is more important than some goddamn dead guy in a robe all the way in Vatican ****ing City!

[b]John:[/b]Shut up, Dennis. You want to stay alive, you listen to Pheonix. Now everyone, even you Pheonix, sit down and listen.

[i]Everyone aside from John Cusack sat on a corner, ennis Leary looking at his car extremely pissed, but quiet so as to avoid anymore swords from hitting him in any valuables.[/i]

[b]John:[/b]There are many dimensions in the cosmos, too numerable to count, and Earth lies within one of them. Every once in a while, about every millenia or so, the Earth in my dimension crashes with this Earth. When this happens, a portal is completed between the two, allowing crossways access in the oddest way for that time period. This time, a Metalord from our dimension broke through the portal with an army he'd been raising to conquer it and become omnipowerful on an essence from the core of your world: lava. The Metalord, named Jack Crimson, has a good group of operatives, generals, really, one of whom he trusts most of all: Xion Excelsior. These "Z-Keepers" are the exact opposites of generals or people on Earth. Xion is the most powerful Keeper of them all, more powerful than even Metalord Jack. Other Z-Keepers are intent upon destroying their counterparts, others on stopping the destruction. Even a few humans have been enlisted to the Zircon Army. Trust no one, only those who pledge allegiance to the flag of Earth. We fear that Xion has been raising an army of his own, the Aeon Army, to destroy the Zircons and route all power to himself. That is why we need Pheonix and his Alaris. To stop all of the evil "Z-Keepers" and to save Earth. But remember, if you meet your Keeper, they will be firmly intent upon either killing you or forcing you to stop the Zircon and Aeon Armies, depending on your alignment. Now begins the distortion. By the way, the odd portal I spoke of earlier.... Pope John Paul enjoyed playing Resident Evil a bit too much. Metalord Jack Crimson is an exact replica of our favorite villain, the Nemesis. We will face many zombies and such. Any questions?

[i]John practically slapped himself as he saw Rob and Pheonix playing poker, Dennis snoring loudly, whispering in his sleep about his car.[/i]

[b]Pheonix:[/b]We were all listening, except Dennis. But next time, make it more interesting. You're just lucky David Spade and Chris Farley aren't here.[/color]

[Deedlit]

[color=009966][i]Elsyan walked down the sidewalk. Ahead of her, she saw a large group around a store window,staring at the TV. Some people were crying, others stared in disbelief while some shook their heads. Elsyan walked over to hear what all the fuss was about.[/i]

News Reporter: [i]"With the recent death of the Pope, John Paul and our President, George Bush, the country is in chaos. We do not know as of yet who is behind these assassinations. Many people believe that the assassin who murdered the Pope is the same one who murdered the President, but the dectectives investigating the cases don't believe that. I am Joan Brown, and we will be right back after this commercial break."[/i]

[i]"That's just great," Elsyan thought. She sighed and continued on her way. About three minutes later, Elsyan had an eerie feeling that she was being followed. She glanced over her shoulder. Nothing.[/i]

Elsyan: "Why am I so paranoid all of a sudden?"

[i]She shook her head and kept on walking. Soon after she got that feeling again. This time when Elsyan turned around, someone with long blonde hair was there staring at her with her blue-grey eyes. The girl flicked her hair over her shoulder and walked closer towards Elsyan with a smug grin on her face, then stopped about five paces away from her.[/i]

???: "I've finally found you, Elsyan Celtra."

Elsyan: "How---?"

[i]But before Elsyan could ask who she was and how she knew her name, there was a flash of steel as the girl threw a knife at Elsyan. Elsyan quickly dodged to the right as the knife simply grazed her arm.[/i]

Elsyan: (thinks)"This woman's nuts!! She somehow knows my name, and now she's trying to kill me!"

[i]Elsyan turned around and ran. She didn't have anything to defend herself with, and she didn't intend to get killed by a psychopathic lady. She could hear the woman's steps behind her as she chased after Elsyan. What was her problem?! Elsyan saw a large alley on her right and ran right in. It was littered with old boxes and crates, along with a bunch of other junk. Elsyan ran towards the back and hid behind a large stack of old newspapers. She tried to calm her breathing as she heard the woman enter the alley warily. The woman did not go in the alley too far, but instead stayed near the entrance, peering around. Not wanting to waste her time by digging through junk, the woman started to turn around and leave. A few feet from the sidewalk, she called over her shoulder.[/i]

???: "I know you're hiding in there somewhere, but you're not worth my time. Just know this: I am Elise Ceatre, and we will meet again soon! Very soon."

[i]With that, Elise walked back to the sidewalk and disappeared in the crowd. Elsyan waited about five more minutes to make sure that she was gone, then slowly stood up. She was about to leave when she saw something wrapped in brown paper underneath a box. Elsyan bent down and picked it up. She carefully removed the paper and caught her breath. It was a sword! She held in her hands the fine, leather sheath. Elsyan grasped the hilt and slowly removed it. It was the most beautiful weapon she had ever seen! Engraved along the sides of the blade were many different runes. Elsyan tested the weapon by swinging it in a wide arc above her head. It was well balanced and Elsyan had a strange feeling that it was made just for her. She sheathed it and attached it to her belt, then left the alley, trying to keep near crowds so she wouldn't be spotted so easily.[/i][/color]

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: How the **** do you know Chris Farley? Or are we not talking about the same one....

IC: [I]Dennis sat there, feigning sleep. Mystic quest ****. Not his problem. He decided it was about time to make that clear. He pushed himself up from the car, looking at John intently.[/I]

Dennis: I've known you a long time now John, and you've never been suckered into **** like this before.

John: Take a look at your car? Kind of looks like **** to me....

[I]Dennis reached in, pulling out his shotguns, absently cleaning them off.[/I]

Dennis: Yeah, it does, and when I dig up that malacophilious crack whore(OOC: Is there a maturity warning anywhere in this? Or do I have to refrain from getting nasty?), you can bet there'll be hell to pay.

John: Yeah, you'll get plants all over you.

Dennis: Not likely. Nemisis my ***. I think you're the one who's played too many damn video games. You really think this **** is even remotely relevant? I mean, look at this guy. Waving a sword around for Christ's sake.... What's his problem?

[I]Pheonix tightened the grip on his sword, dangerously annoyed. He stopped a moment later, looking down the barrel of a shotgun.[/I]

Dennis: 'Pheonix" eh? Let me guess, read a few too many comic books? To hell with this ****.

[I]Dennis turned and strode off, leaving the other three standing there shaking their heads. He was about 200 metres up when a suited man, wearing dark sunglasses, stepped out in front of him, pistols aimed at his head.[/I]

Mr. White: My name is White.

Dennis: That it? Just White eh?

Mr. White: Yeah, there's more. Mr. Make sure to use all of it.

[I]Dennis laughed in derision.[/I]

Dennis: Look punk, I don't have time for this ****.

[I]Mr. White stepped forward, striking Dennis across the face with the butt of one of his pistols. He had a shotgun barrel in each eye in an instant.[/I]

Dennis: Watch it Mr. White.

Mr. White: Ha. I killed your pope, I killed your president, I can certainly kill you.

Dennis: You took a old guy and someone with an IQ so below average he should never have gotten into politics. Go right ahead and try to kill me.

[I]Mr. White's finger constricted slightly on the triggers. Before he could fully pull them, Dennis lifted his boot, kicking him in the groin. Mr. White doubled over, Dennis walking away.[/I]

Dennis: Tch. Who gives a damn about the pope.[/font][/color]

[Talon]

[color=teal]OOC: Chris Farley as in Adam Sandler and David Spade Chris Farley. Black Sheep Chris Farley. We DO have movies in America, you know. Chris Farley's one of my favorite insanity actors. By the way, if there were a warning on nastiness, I wouldn't have allowed you to pick Dennis Leary for your character.
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[i]Pheonix stood up, finally pissed off. Before John and Rob could stop him, he was on top of Dennis Leary, pummeling furiously. After three minutes of merciless beating, Rob and John managed to pull to raging teenager off of Dennis. Dennis stood and pulled out his shotguns, ignoring Mr. White as he crawled away.[/i]

[b]Alaris:[/b]Do not fear, Pheonix. The weapons of those around you cannot kill you permanently, aside from those of the slinking Mr. White. Allow Dennis to "kill" you, and he shall see the truth.

[i]The voice of the blade rang out only in Pheonix's ears, and the teen smirked.[/i]

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Go ahead, fire. You'll see just how many "comic books" a knight in training can read in a monastery.

[b]Dennis:[/b]You know, you just gave me permission to blow your *** to fertilizer. Don't mind if I do.

[i]The gun fired, Pheonix let out only the slightest gasp as his chest folded under the impact of a five-hundred psi buckshot. He smiled grimly as his body turned into ash from the wound around and fell to the ground, the sword clattering to the pile.[/i]

[b]Dennis and Rob:[/b]THAT was the freakiest thing I've ever seen.

[b]John:[/b]Just watch, Leary, and really find your destiny.

[i]The ash began to reform a fist around the hilt of the longsword, Pheonix's body appearing from the ash in a kneeling position. Mr. White also saw, from his faraway position, the rebirth of the teenage knight. He also saw the Auracannon blast from the boy's open palm, blasting him forty miles away, into the very inn that Pheonix had spent five days awaiting vengeance. Back in the demolished city, Dennis, Rob, and John backed a few paces away from the reborn knight.[/i]

[b]All Three:[/b]Whoa.

[i]Pheonix stood, sheathing his sword and looking daggers at Dennis.[/i]

[b]Dennis:[/b]You know, I think m schedule was just cleared. let's go save the pope. Just don't blow me to Hell, ok?[/color]

[Zaeon]

[I] Neas woke up where he was laying with a headache, then looked at the strange man laying nearby him.[/I]

Neas: what the hell?

[I] Neas shook his head remembering what had happened, as he was about to set out to explore this charecter came blasting throw the wall, destroying the room. Then he had passed out as something had hit him in the head. Neas rubbed the back of his head and looked over the body on the floor, it seemed to be waking up.[/I]

Neas: uhh....who are you and what the **** are you doing in my room?

????: shut up mortal.

Neas: oh? shall we see jsut how mortal you are? think you can be an *** after busting into my room?

[I] Neas glared angerly and reached for his pistol, he lost his balance as he did so and fell behind the bed as a bullet whized over his head. Neas cursed poped up from behind the wooden frame firing as the figure jumped out the whole it had made into his room. Neas moved around as it did so he would have some cover if any fire came through that hole. Slowly everything but the hole in the wall faded into darkness as he concentrated working out the next steps and how he would react depending on what would happen in his mind.[/I]
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[I] Eiru sat in a forest giggling to herself, she was laying completely still as a squirrel climbed over her body. She loved life and the fun it brought.[/I]

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: Ah. I know a Chris Farley, that's all.


[I]Pheonix turned away, looking out over the city. John and Dennis shared a quick glance. To John's amazement, Dennis was struggling to keep from bursting out into laughter. At last, he couldn't hold it anymore, and started shaking in mirth. Pheonix turned around, surprised.[/I]

Pheonix: What's so funny?

Dennis: You know, the whole "I'm a knight, and I've got magic powers, and I don't want to be mortal because it wouldn't make a good story and i have to be all powerful, and I like to blow things up and be really childish without admitting it, and I need to act incredibly noble, and have some burning motive for everything, and can't possibly be a normal human being, and can't be wrong." Really, get over yourself.

[I]Pheonix stared at him a moment, then turned away.[/I]

Pheonix: I must have my revenge.

[I]Dennis hooted with laughter.[/I]

Dennis: Yeah, that's exactly what I'm talking about. Get over your idea that the world works because you want it to.

John: Ah, Dennis....

Dennis: What's he gonna do? Hit me again? He's welcome to, it might show him something. Or blow me up with his fancy lightshow? No, wait... he can't do that, or he'd prove his life isn't circumscribed by destiny. And we can't have that, all that insecurity, and perhaps even it working out for him! Oh god, what a horrible fate, being a normal person!

[I]Pheonix swung around, fist swinging towards Dennis's mouth. Dennis caught it inches away, twisting sharply. Pheonix fell to his knees, and Dennis pushed him away.[/I]

Dennis: Look kid. I've been beating people up longer than you've been alive, and I've had a lot more practice that you'll ever get. If you want to run off and save the world, go right ahead. If John goes along, I'll go along for the company. But don't think you can intimidate me with some flashy lights. I've seen it all before, even without acid.[/font][/color]

[Juu]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]OOC: Hey you guys... I'll be on vacation for the next nine days. @_@;

Please don't get too far without me. ^^[/color] [/size]

[Deedlit]

[color=009966]ooc: Have fun on vacation, Juu! ^_~
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ic: [i]Elsyan was walking towards an inn that was nearby. She would have gone to her home, but she had a feeling that Elise would go there looking for her. She quickly crossed the street--receiving a few awkward glances from people when they saw the sword at her side--and sighed when she reached the inn. She opened the door and walked up to the counter, placing some money infront of the innkeeper.[/i]

Elsyan: "I need a room for the night."

[i]The innkeeper looked at her shrewdly.[/i]

Innkeep: "Aren't you a bit young to be wandering alone by yourself? Are your parents around?"

Elsyan: "No, they're not. They're...on vacation. I need a room for the night."

[i]This wasn't true, and Elsyan hoped that he wouldn't bother her with any more questions. Her parents died about two years ago, leaving her alone. The police had said that they died in a car accident, but something told her that they were hiding something. The innkeeper shrugged and handed her a key. Elsyan walked up the stairs until she found her room, then sat down on the bed, gazing out the window.[/i][/color]

[Talon]

[color=teal][b]Pheonix:[/b]Fine, do what you will. I'm logding at that inn tonight.

[i]He walked into the inn, slightly outside of the city limits,though still in an urban area, catching many odd looks and walked towards the desk.[/i]

[b]Innkeeper:[/b]Christ, anoter kid? What's your excuse? Parents on vacation?

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Yeah, something like that. Look, I'm seventeen, just give me a room.

[i]He was given a key and walked up to his room, slapping a swift twenty dollars onto the table, getting him all of the necessary effects of a teenager: food, drink, and heat. As he walked up the stairs, he ran into a young woman just about to enter her room, right next to his. He bumped her, accidentally dropping his sword o the ground.[/i]

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Ah! Watch out.

[b]Elsyan:[/b]I'm sorry, are you okay?

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Yes, I am. Are you?

[b]Elsyan:[/b]Yes, just a bit flustered. Like I'm chasing myself, and I'm the victim...

[b]Pheonix:[/b]I know how you feel....God, I need a rest. Oh, pardon, i need my sword. Could you move your foot?

[b]Elsyan:[/b]Sword...oh, sorry! Umm...my name's Elsyan, what's yours?

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Well, I USED to be John Schock...now you can call me Fox Fioris. This blade changed me.....well, see you later, I hope.

[i]He walked into his room, slapping himself. He sat on his bed, cleaning his sword and stripping off his armor.[/i][/color]

[Deedlit]

[color=009966][i]Elsyan thought about Fox and what he had said. "USED to be John Schock," "This blade changed me," what did that mean? Oh well. Things were getting wierder and wierder anyway. Besides, it was none of her business anyway. But what confused her the most was the feeling she got when she thought about him. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she saw Elise walk down the sidewalk towards the inn. Elsyan reached for her sword. As Elise came closer, Elsyan saw that there were two other people with her: A man with long white hair, and a man with short brown hair. They seemed to be deep in conversation.[/i]

Elsyan: "Great. Even more trouble...."

[i]Elsyan quickly closed the curtains so they couldn't see her, but she left them open just a crack so she could see them. Soon they were close enough that she could hear what they were saying. The guy with the white hair spoke first.[/i]

???: "Good. Now what about you, Elise? Did you find her yet?

Elise: "No. I searched her apartment completely. She wasn't there."

???: "Then we'll just search this town until we find them."

[i]She wondered if they would simply pass by the inn completely, but that idea was scratched when the one with the long white hair pointed at the inn, and they all walked inside. She locked the door to her room, then tightened the grip she had on her sword.[/i][/color]

[Talon]

[color=teal][i]john was in the middle of cleaning his sword and armor when a familiar voice rang through the door.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]Elise, I'll check in here. Maybe Elsyan is in this room.

[i]By heer misfortune, Xion busted down the door to his counterpart's room only to see that John was quick at getting into full kit. He dodged the slash just barely.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]YOU! I killed you back in the trash heaps!

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Yeah, well, I'm harder to kill than a cockroach.

[b]Xion:[/b]Well, then, I'll have to resolve th-

[b]Elise:[/b]No. Your blade can't kill him. Not permanently. Mine can, though....

[i]The hesitation was all Pheonix needed. He thrust his blade through Elise's arm, cutting full through it and stabbing Xion in the side as the blade burst from Elise's arm. Elise, clutching the wound, let out an ear-piercing scream as a dazed Xion watched Pheonix burst down Elsyan's door.[/i]

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Come on, we gotta go! Two people, after me, we gotta go!

[b]Mr. White:[/b]Actually, my little falcon, it's three people after you.

[i]Pheonix spun, blocking Elsyan from view, a wound in his side from busting the door down bleeding copiously. His eyes raised to stare down the barrels of two SigSauer pistols.[/i]

[b]Mr. White:[/b]No swords to kill you, boy. Be proud, Mr. Wo-

[b]Dennis:[/b]Yeah? Well, **** you!


[i]A burst of shrapnel tore into Mr. White's arm, preventing him from tearing a hole into Pheonix's head. Pheonix grabbed Elsyan's hand, blood from his hand getting into the cut on her palm she'd gotten picking his sword up earlier. Immediately, Pheonix collapsed, elation hurtling through his body. He got up fast, moved out of the inn and almost stopping at the ghastly scene of bloodshed at the bottom of the stairs. A Keeper stood, his fanged teeth glistening in the chandelier-light, his fur outstanding. Pheonix drew out his blade, bringing it down onto the creature's back, but the creature disappeared.[/i]

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Dennis! Take Elsyan, Rob, and John out of here! I'll handle "Ugly" here!

[i]He turned to fight the monster again, which had reappeared on the reception desk. Pheonix barely blinked before the beast slammed fists of fury into his chest, sending him flying into a wall. As Pheonix stood, the beast again let his fists pound him in the ribs. Pheonix stood, taking the pain, and wrenching the wolfman's head off with a quick slash. The body of the creature began to shift, change into the form of its mortal counterpart quickly. Pheonix let out a scream as the power of the now-dead creature shifted into his being.[/i]

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Huragh!!

[i]Pheonix sensed the ability to dimensionally raverse the plain of being, meaning he could create a portal and teleport himself and a group of people to anyplace he so chose, as long as it was within twenty miles of his current position. He sighed, looking at the transformed head of the Keeper.[/i]

[b]Pheonix:[/b]Ugh.....George Carlin.....why him?

[i]Dennis, who's ignored Pheonix's order completely and watched the fight, smiled grimly.[/i]

[b]Dennis:[/b]That's why I chose to help you just now. They killed Carlin, I saw his body on the flagpole outside. They're going down.

[i]Elsyan bent down as Pheonix rested against a demolished wall, his chest half-crushed and blood dripping from his mouth. Xion, Elise, and Mr. White had teleported away to nurse their wounds and keep their tempers hot. Elsyan felt Pheonix squeeze her hand as he drifted into a restful, peaceful sleep, mumbling about lying about his age to get the key to his room. He didn't stay awake long enough to know if she squeezed back.[/i][/color]

[Jesus Chicken]

[I]Rob and John almost shot out Phoenix's kneecaps after he told him he would take care of ulgy. They walked away hoping that he would start screaming soon, and if he yelled for help, they would shoot him in his arm. Dennis, Rob and John walked into the room where Phoenix lay sleeping, and dumped a bucket of icy water on his bed. Phoenix woke with a start, as the trio started yelling at him.[/I]

Rob: Listen toolio, if you ever get beat up so badly, and say no to our help, we'll finish the job for whoever it was that made the attempt.

Phoenix: A wah? Who? AHH!! THIS **** IS COLD!!!

Dennis: Shuttup dickface, we're just coming in here to show you that you'll need our help ok. If someone really wanted you dead, they would have come in here now, and blown your *** up.

John: I am here to help, and I'll cut one of your legs off if you ever say you don't need it again.

Rob: I hope you die from pnuemonia. See you round.

Dennis: We'll be down town ok. If someone tries to kill you, I'm sure you can handle it. Especially in this state.

[I]John came back into the room carrying a platter of seafood, and proceeded to dump the whole lot, onto Phoenix's head.[/I]

Rob: Sleep well, fish boy.