The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Ah Alcohol, that loosener of lips...

"Shared a bed, yes! Slept together, no! Ara ara, you jump to conclusions too much. At the time, I don't think we counted you as Aftan's girlfriend being evil and all." Akane replied as she threw back another drink. She was holding her sake much better than the Knight, thankfully.

It didn't stop her blushing though as Gabrielle started to hit on her.

"No one's ever called me cute before and meant it... I don't know what will happen when we get Aftan back. Though I love her, and you love her, how will she choose? I couldn't force either of you two to choose me, you were going to be married! I mean, you two have been together since childhood! I just appeared one day and things happened. You know she saved my life, just like you did? She held me in disdain, and still saved me! Ara ara... What's a girl to do? I know, DRINK MOAR SAKE! Cheers!"

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

And so sake flows warm, just like fur...

Akane grinned and cocked her head.

"I care about you, of course I care about you! But I don't believe you will be lecturing me Gabs, you are quite drunk! Besides you can't teach me a lesson, as I believe I promised to use you as my personal chewtoy for those comments about riding me, you lewd girl. Now get up off the floor and finish that drink, I can't abuse you like that!"

Akane made her way around the table, bottle of sake in hand as she helped the laughing knight off the floor. Leaning in close, she nibbled on Gabs' ear then spoke.

"Come on little knight, I have a very soft bed and I'm quite tired. Lessons can wait until morning, I'd much rather make a den with one I care about." she whispered into Gabs' ear, her voice soft and sultry.

 

[bluerocker]

Very much so! All that's missing is the world ending and a dead Furiae... Oh wait.

After the sight that was beheld by Caim, Angelus and Kurumu, Angelus cleared her throat and motioned that they kept going,

"Long story short, a temporary alliance has been made with Inuart and Legna. As insolent and intolerable as they are; it's better than them attacking us as well as the demons."

Caim's scowl deepened, and looked ahead, typing;

"I don't see why we can't kill them both and be done with it. It's they're fault everything went to hell back home; literally."

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Legna shifted uncomfortably, and spoke, "The dragons you smell, are part of my new flight... Er, I am the leader, or at least, I will be. I have a few things I need to do, and then I will be able to return to them. They're fairly self sufficient; so I trust they will do fine."

Inuart, still angry, muttered, "Are you talking about those females that threw themselves at you after that Lightning dragon was destroyed?"

Legna rubbed his temples, and with a sigh 'sent' to Inuart, "I was trying to avoid him knowing that..."

 

[bluerocker]

Awkwardness ensuing!!!

"As I mentioned before, if we can use them to finish off this next demon, then all the better. Better yet, it will get rid of them in the crossfire. Of course, to some of us more inclined to rip and tear; that's not satisfying enough..."

Caim only glared at the dragon for her mockery, and typed,

"I want to make sure they stay dead. Thus, to know for sure, I need to do it with my own hands and a blade."

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Legna's uncomfortable movements increased, and his head lowered, "It is a very long story. It began with an Empire, and the destruction of a kingdom; followed by a pact I wanted nothing to do with. If you have the time to listen, I will tell it to you."

 

[Sithmorack]

Shadow was awoken by a tap on the shoulder. He looked up to see that Taytum was in her human form on the shelf, and that some vodka was about to fall because she had changed form. "NO!!!" Shadow yelled as the vodka began to fall, luckily he was able to grab the vodka before it fell and put it back on the shelf. He then turned to Taytum and asked "what do you need?", and Taytum responded a half a second later "[color=484890]can we go outside and look around master?[/color]". Shadow sighed for a second before he got up from his sitting position and opened the hole. He then stepped out, looked back, and said "Coming?". Taytum quickly followed Shadow out and soon found herself stretching outside the think box. Taytum then grabbed Shadow's hand and lead him down the hall saying "[color=484890]this way master![/color]". Shadow could only sigh as he was dragged down the hall to find excitement.

 

[bluerocker]

*Mission Impossible theme begins to play*

Caim nodded in approval to both ideas, but typed,

"I like the sound of the second idea. Far more suiting to my tastes..."

The dragon only shook her head, and gave a laugh, "Why am I not surprised? Well, I would not doubt your abilities in killing him; I would only wonder if your old camaraderie would hold you back in dealing the final stroke..."

Caim frowned, and typed,

"You needn't worry about that. Inuart has made sure that I feel nothing pleasant towards him."

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As Legna sat next to the other dragon; he made sure to put up a block against Inuart (not that the redhead was good at any sort of mental gymnastics), and began his story with, "I am afraid my tale will not aid your mood. It is a story of war, death and loss. I only say this to prepare you, but I believe you are still willing?"

Charlie nodded, and Legna began to recount his story; his tales of being a slave to the Empire of his homeland, of becoming pact partners (and what that entailed) to Inuart, and the mess the red-head had pulled them into. The black dragon remained numb in his retelling of previous events, but could not dash the feeling of a lump in his throat as he went onward with the story. For once, he was thankful for the usual obfuscating eye-gear and high collared coat, as his expression was able to remain blank look as the story went on. Legna did not like the idea of the other dragon seeing him show any form of weakness; especially after remembering what the Empire taught weaker dragons. Specifically, what their fates were...

"...And that is how we came to be here. Any questions?"

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

A riding crop? FUCKIN' REALLY?
You. Shall. Pay.

"Grab my tails!" Akane said sensually, and Gabrielle did so, using it to help balance herself as she attempted to get even more lewd.

Her plan failed though. Gabs was instantly lost to the soft, smooth, warm, fluffy embrace with Akane's tails, giggling like a schoolgirl on her first date.

"Lessons are cancelled. Teacher is very sick. I will be your new Sensei, and you still have much to learn young lady..."

Akane drew the knight in close and and they shared an embrace, and a deep kiss. The Knight was lost to the world, all she cared about was her Sensei and those magnificent big fluffy tails.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Is this thing still open?
Also, what the fuck is going on?

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

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Kazuya looked at the portal before slowly walking inside with Lily into Daniel's self-made world.
".....Close the portal....I don't take Chances, especially when my daughter is involved..." He said, fears of the Arch Demon's Control coming to light.
***
After waking up from RM knocking him out, David wandered around, rubbing his head trying to find the man.
In his search, he ran into Puce.
"How Ya? Did we win yet?..." He asked, the effects of being knocked out feeling more like a Hangover.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

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David shook his head after drinking, spitting a little.
"Ewwww...Tastes like expired Mi Wadi....And Flesh..." He said as the film "The Last Crusade" came to mind for some reason.
"On to business....We're petty fucked if one of the most well trained and equipped military forces in the world are getting their asses handed to them. We have a plan aside from "AttackAttackAttack"?" He said as he watched MSF troops battle demons(?! 0_0 ).
"....At the risk of sounding like a jerk, Are Nukes on the table?..."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

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David sighed at Puce's grim prediction.
"...Dammit...Well...I really don't know what to do then..." He said as the battle raged on the television, a battle they would soon join in on.
"...Right...So we are fighting a Demon, right?...What can kill a Demon?..." He asked as he wreaked his mind coming up with any way to kill that thing.
If the Demon lived, so would Ken.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

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David fiddled with his M500 as Puce explained how fucked they were.
"...When you summon a Demon...Will Killing the Summoner do anything?...Send it back even?..." He asked as the smoke outside the window of the ship grew nearer.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

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David watched the nearing Smoke and the hell they were about to face.
"......I have to admitt....I am actually petty fucking scared...." He said before going to top off his Custom Ammos in the Armoury.
"...Wait...Can you Bless Bullets?..."

 

[NotYetForsaken]

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RM smiled innocently as the destruction raged outside, upon overhearing the conversation between David and Puce, he thought it would have been great to jump in. And so he did, the mage in red stood up from his seat and put his hands on the two's shoulders.

"I do believe there is a way to kill a daemon without invoking the power of a Dark Lord even greater than him," RM said happily, he opened his eyes, "if you were to infuse a weapon with both the energies of a daemon and that of an angel, it could in theory become extremely efficient in killing either."

The mage in red looked up at the video screen, "Of course, no two ordinary spells are powerful enough to destroy that thing. But they don't need to know... They will turn to me in time, when all things fail."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

IDEA!

David thought back to the Arch Angel on board.
"Sooo...If we get Tomoya's Power and mix with a Demon, we get RAID[sup]TM[/sup] for Heaven and Hell? Well...It's a start." He said as he gave RM a threatening gaze, he wasn't done with him yet.
"Right, so how do we do it? Blood Samples? Holding Hands? Saying a Prayer while listening to Death Metal?"

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Indeed

The mage bowed his head, "Simply, the magic has to be channeled through someone with no alignment to either good or evil. He also must have a soul that is unbound to heaven or hell," RM held out his hand and let a dark mist form in his palms and seep to the floor, it was radiant in it's blackness and utterly terrifying, "I can channel the powers of hate and evil, we just need a person who is willing to accept both this power, and the divine power that Tomoya has control."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

A red-haired man appeared in a small burst of blue energy.
He looked around at his unfamiliar surroundings.
"Where the fuck am I now?" he asked nobody in particular.

Spoiler: Charlie

Name: Charlie Morgan
Age: 122 chronologically, 26 physically
Race: Human (Caucasian)

Appearance:

Spoiler: Picture

Eyes: Blue, pupils resemble analogue clocks.
Clothing: Grey t-shirt, black jeans and belt, black running shoes.
Equipment A five foot claymore, which can be ignited by Charlie channelling energy into it.
A revolver which shoots blasts of energy.
Grey steel armour engraved with unusual symbols.
A tent, camp bed and other pieces of camping equipment.
A hammerspace briefcase which holds all his equipment, which Charlie keeps on his person at all times.
Powers: Time travel and altering the flow of time.
Higher endurance, strength, agility and senses than normal humans.
Weakness: Charlie?s body is human, so doing too much can wear him out, and simply hitting him in the back of the head with a big stick is usually enough to distract him from using his powers.
Backstory: Charlie was born in Wales, in 1890. He spent most of this time working on his family?s farm. In 1916, he was conscripted into the army, where his time manipulation powers first emerged. He realised he would be able to leave the war he had no interest in fighting, and fled to Switzerland. He slowly realised he hadn?t aged since the war, and connected it to his time manipulation.
In 1960, he joined the security team for a scientific exploration in the Arctic. On the expedition, he discovered a gate between universes, which led to him being recruited by the Grey Guardians, a faction of soldiers sworn to protect the multiverse. He spent a significant period of time training with them before returning to his own universe in 2000.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral, Hero

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

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Once Charile Teleported in, he felt a barrel pressed up against the back of his head, the one from David's M500 to be exact.
"No Sudden Moves...Who are you and what are you doing on this Airship?" He ordered as he kept a finger on the trigger.

Spoiler: Group

We set up a OCC group for this RP, Here is a Link
We are heading to fight a Demon Lord summoned by Ken (Ynnek89).
And Welcome to Avatar Adventure!

 

[ShindoL Shill]

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"Charlie Morgan... I'm just a guy. I'm sort of very lost." Charlie replied nervously.

 

[Sithmorack]

Shadow just then was walked into the room by Taytum pulling him by his hand. "[color=484890]This way master![/color]" she said smiling while pulling him. It was just then that Shadow noticed Charlie, "Taytum transform now!". "[color=484890]Yes master![/color]" ,Taytum then transformed into a gun and Shadow grabbed her, and then aimed at Charlie. "How did you get on this aircraft?" he questioned. He had a obvious Russian accent.