RPG: Magic Mixer

[Luzifer]

Samael drifted afterwards... drifted back to his place in the park. He curled himself against the tree and worked... and for that time... those few scintillating hours, was lost in the pleasant monotony of school work. It was all easy, simple philosophy and religion. Nothing he couldn't have done a thousand times over in his sleep, but it gave him a chance to reset himself, to establish a sense of control over his surroundings. It was edifying, in its own pathetic way.

Eventually night came like an undesired guest and Samael eyes could no longer make out the arcane scripts he was tasked with reading. So, with a annoyance, Samael slipped off into the night.

...

Samael floated in untime... he stood among the choking strands of hair and void and ached for warmth, for air. And the Similacrum smiled and looked at him. Samael stared at the Simulacrum, whose grin seemed to be in tempestuous unmotion it seemed to grin all things at once. It enveloped his feeble mind and with outstretched hands he could a fruit of its meaning, snatching it from the branch. Loss.

Samael didn't understand. A revelation that didn't surprise him. Nothing about this Simulacrum seemed shocking to him. It was all normal.

But, why did this Simulacrum feel lost... this... diseased manifestation of a remnant. A discard jealous fetal thought that had ceased to exist long before it had been born. Or had it? Samael's memory was foggy. Fire? What did that have to do with anything. A fire... a piece of rubble... a broken glass shard...reaching...reaching...to nothing...then closing his hand... and grasping... Death? Hair? Life? Mu? Hands... what were those hands like... young and small? Old and wizened? Female? Male? something was missing? Two parties reaching towards each other. One dominant? Sharing? Mother and Father? Sister and Brother? Mother and Son? Father and Daughter? I was all of these... they all fit... it made sense.

But... that wasn't anything. That wasn't a thought. It was a dream of a dream. A recollection from a life never lived.

Loss.

But what was the loss. Something was missing. Samael could remember what the point was...but something about the line segment seemed off. It was a timelime where he understood both the beginning the end and the middle... but something was missing.

Loss.

The loss felt both for the past and for the future... was there a loss still to come? Was there a loss that had happened? What had begun in fire would end in nothing. Would end in birth. End in death. 3 paths converged meaning there was a fork to each path. Two possible ends.

A whisper could be heard... echoing from a great distance... it was in the voice of a boy and a man... a foreign voice that Samael called claim to with instant need. "Child of Sophia"
...

He awoke the next day, curled up amidst his books in his storage unit. His body was stiff and he did not look like he had rested at all. Whats more his clothes were not readily available in the storage unit so he had to go to class, still clothed, in the previous days cloths. In all respects, he looked like he had been through hell. But no one noticed, or at least, they didn't mention it to his face. Perhaps...no...probably, a few whispers spread their fingers behind his back but he didn't mind that. It was just part of life. Besides... they were all but mere people... just entities defined solely by their effects upon his consciousness. Weak...weak things.

Samael's head hurt...

Samael left school and, after doing more work, eventually found his way to the club he was supposed to meet the girl... and that other guy (names having long since been lost). Instantly, he felt an overwhelming urge to kill. His mind cycled idly through a list of potential murder weapons and just who he was most pissed off at. Madison for having gotten him involved in the first place. Austin for making him come to some place he did not want to go. Or the people for bloody existing.

Oh hell, C-4 will get them all.

Samael entered but kept his head down and shuffled along the walls. When he had heard the word "Audition", he had thought...something else. Some tame affair with a few seats, a stage, a little song a little dance, everyone goes home and Samael gets to keep his sanity. No such luck.

This wasn't an "Audition" place... this was a club... this was a hellhole that was... "masquerading" would be to strong a word... moonlighting! as a concert hall. And Samael didn't see any sort of judge or other hallmarks of the "audition" which Samael had been assured, this would be.

He had been boondoggled. Bloody boondoggled.

Eventually despite all his attempts to make people vanish with his "denial" powers that the girl had earlier claimed him to have, the structure and all its denizens seemed firmly attached to reality. As if the mere anguish they caused him with there presence was the factor that held them in... actually. That might make sense. If he denied only things that didn't annoy him, it made sense that he would exist in the hellish grinding torture that some attempted to call "life".

He looked up and noticed, the titualar girl of "the-Girl-and-the-Guy-who-got-me-into-this-mess" arrived, looking rather...gaudy, would have been his description, but he admitted his mood wouldn't have allowed for anything more glowing. He yelled not out of anger, though his annoyance was not hidden, but rather just out of desire to be heard over the ambient din of the crowd, "You know the net total brain cell count of this place? 13! - no... no... 12, that guy by the bar just drank a bloody jello shot and destroyed his last one!"

[animereality]

Oneo watched the man crawling away. She’d follow him, an arm coming around his waist and lifting him up to set his weight against her.

Though using a little of her strength to do so the man was still heavy, and she grunted at the effort of keeping him upright, beginning to move him when the Tasmanian devil launched itself at them.

Letting out a small squeak she’d spin about, wings popping up and thwacking the thing away from them, sending it back and watching as it’d land on its feet.

It was then that the man from before in his zoo uniform approached her, a girl in hand being dragged behind.

Blinking a few times she’d look between the two as the man spoke.

"You can fly with those wings right! Can you get Tara out of here!?!"

She’d nod then, though she’d glance to Ted, her arm still about his waist.

“Do you want me to take you too….or do you wish to stay?”

[Silverwizard]

Ted looked at her, almost bewildered, "If you can get me back behind some of the more powerful of us, I'd appreciate that, but I've come too far to give up seeing the interesting bits go through."

[suzumi]

OCC: sunny, what is the legal drinking age in Kapok?

"Are we counting your brain cells as well?" Madison asked teasingly, approaching the boy. "What are you doing here anyway? You don't seem like the type that would come to a place like this. Are you gophering for Anton again?"

Madison moved closer to Samael so she wouldn't have to yell.

"You look terrible," she said peering up at him. "Have you been sleeping properly? And when was the last time you had a proper meal? You're practically just skin and bones." Her hand shot out and pinched his arm through his shirt.

Now that she was closer, she could see how worn out he looked. The dark club only seemed to heighten his tired appearance.

But before Samael could answer, Austin and Fab joined them and there was another round of introductions (on Madison's part anyway, Samael looked as if he really couldn't care less).

"Mad, you're up in a second," Austin said. "After the lady after this," he added pointing to the guy who was currently up on the stage. He seemed to be very drunk, and Madison was sure that she wasn't the only one who didn't have a clue what he was singing. But the crowd didn't seem to mind. For the most part, anyway. Seeing as how they opted to cheered the man amiably on.

"You know what?" Madison said, grabbing onto Samael's arm and holding on with a vice-like grip, "I think I'll stay here with Samael. Why don't you and Fab go up and sing?"

"No Mad, YOU are singing today," Austin replied dragging her past a group of sailors towards the stage. Madison hung on to Samael's arm, pulling him along with her. Fab followed cheerfully behind.

"At least tell me what I'm singing!!" Madison wailed.

"'Out Tonight' (from RENT)," Austin answered smoothly.

"I hate you," Madison muttered inaudibly to Austin's back.

"I love you too," he said airily back.

The man on the stage hadn't quite finished his song when the woman after him clambered up onto the stage. He pushed her, almost playfully, off the stage. And the next thing anyone knew, he was on the floor reeling from a punch from one of the sailors. He got groggily back to his feet, his eyes bloodshot, and pounced.

Then all hell broke loose.

OCC: Luzifer, if Madison gets too pushy (or pully in this case =P ) with Samael, just tell me and I'll make her stop. =P

[Lady Earth]

Samael looked around the room and noticed that no one there needed any sort of medical attention... he snapped, throwing the first aid kit against the wall with a shout, "Bloody bullocks!" The throw was rather pitiful and the first aid kit hit the wall not even leaving a dent before falling to the ground and vomiting up its less-than-copious contents.

The guy checking people in looked at him, "Oh yeah, the person who was injured is gone."

"You think?" Samael snapped back at him, "What bloody tipped you off? The fact not a single person is bleeding, save for the intellect that is positively hemorrhaging from your insightful observation?"

The man rolled his eyes, clearly too lazy to make any effort in his response "Yeah the girl you brought her, took care of him."

"Kiyoshi? That bloody wench always causes me to waste my bloody time."

He turned back to the girl behind him, "My name? Tch... its Samael Samigina, alright? Now be quiet or I might say screw the moral law and start killing people. The urge to kill is already high."

"Oh Precious moving splintering thing
with precocious smile and graceful ring
with earnest eyes and lying grace
with moving words and stillborn face

All devout tribute you have brought
all the rainbow fishes you have caught
now rest around me cold and soft
with ageless ashes wind bears aloft

soft swirling creature spider-form
graceless angel sweet and warm
with the innocence of divine despair
and clockwork motion of your hair

how dark before, a chasing hound
now soft and loyal friend has found
in your Camus-headed hipster mind
where my gaze only seeks to find

what thousand matchstick touches make
some movement thing I thought was fake
now creeping sad and soft alone
while ageless angel turns to bone

and among the bone-shroud citadel
where the canon demon fell
I hear a soft and mournful sigh
your loving, listless gentle cry"

Frederick sighed closing the book in his hands. The skittering shards of his past self were trying desperately to rearrange themselves into their proper form but with force of will he denied them this. If he was to do what was needed, he could not afford freedom. Freedom was a curse he was free from and he did not want its chains upon him. No.. better these safe chains, then those of barbed wire.

He sighed and headed for the roof... slowly and with a gentle gait... moving toward what would be the true test of his faithfulness to his fate.

Sorry it took me so long been busy with life and college!!!

Star slowly turned around to face whoever had come to the top of the roof. She blinked for a few minutes her eyes slowly returning to normal. But she could not know who he was.

[Hollow Ichigo]

OCC: Guess who's back. Let's see if things can't get a little interesting. This is a Long post alert. Read if you want to understand what's going on. just so you don't get confused later on.

**Operational Report F5R8**

Name: Claux Alexander Hound
Age: Unknown body seems to have reverted to a..((Information Malfunction)).
**Report of Victims Death**
Status is red line. Boy dead in hospital from lack of mental stability. The brain cave in on itself from the stress of something unknown. Once the body was looked over, and a complete tests of all given orders were finished the body was burned......However.

All the machines began reading a incrase of photonic electons, and intense heat. The body then......((Information Lost)). When Xavier Hound arrived the sence was unchanging. He simply looked the location over himself, and left. His status is also unknown. His helicopter was shot down by the same power levels from around the body. However whe searche all ont he helicopter were missing. Only when looking closer did we see that there were two piles of ash. We are unsure of who they are at this moment. But we have an idea of it being a shifter.

**In of report**

What is do you want to do next???

Delete All information?? Y/N

Yes

Information deleted...................

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Claux Hound.............

Wolx Hound............

Two brothers lost forever. Poor Claux. When they found out Wolx killed his brother things changed. Those that even talked tot hem were shocked. Wolx was always protective of the gentle Claux. But as it seems Wolx, and Claux were enemies. They got into a fight, an Wolx overpowered Claux. Shoting him down, only to leave him to die. Wolx hated Claux for being the smart one. Claux hated Wolx for being the popular bad boy/ girl magnet. It a shame they had to disappear like that. The night of the feast. When the book store fell. A shame indeed.

Delete information??? Y/N

Yes........

Information DELETED

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Murderer....
Killer.........
Liar......

What kind of brother was he? To hurt his only brother. The last of his family. The only person he cared for. Did he not care to be alone. Not care to live a life of wondering, and hiding. Or was he dead. No one knew. Wolx Hound just disappeared off the face of the earth. Only a short time they beleive after shoting his brother down in cold blood. A sad story. ONe he will live with till he dies.

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"Till he dies, ah."..........."Sound like a plan, brother."

Deep in the winding hiking trails of Aoki forest. IN the shadows of the mountains a figure ran swfitly through it. Just as dark as the shadows of the night. The mons glaze cast a second shadow. This one slight taller, and dragging behind. Have it's counter shadow at the point. Both moved together however. Dashing, and moving between trees with unseen grace. All before shoting up the tallest tree, and stand over the forest. Gazing about at the trees, and hikers below. They wee far enough away to only see darkness. The figuring wearing a black cloak as dark as night. The hood covering his face. The ends of the cloak were wore down, and rugged swaying in the cool night air.

He only stood lightly on the tip of a tree limp. Saying with the movements of the limb, in harmony with the wind, the trees, and itself. His breath low, and steady. Inhaling, and exhaling in large amounts. iI's shoulders slightly dropping, and relaxing. Then it disappeared.

The wind thrashing about it's frame as it fell from the sky. Only a few yards away could it see one walking alone. A male it seemed. The shadow fell from behind him. By not the boy could hear the thrashing of the wind of something coming. However if he would look back then nothing. As the black shadow had disappeared from the air. Moving silently like darkness in a circle around the boy. only to stand behind a tree only 20 yards away. Not hide to say but curious. This was the first human the shadow had seen in sometime.

[Capernicus]

Stephen stood stock still, watching the events unfolding around him. People were running about, some trying to escape the impending attacks and others gearing up for all out battle. It seemed that Carlos was laying heavily into the jet that had landed nearby, though how much progress he was making Stephen didn't know. A man nearby had stepped in front of Oneo as one of the Tasmanian Devils approached, protecting her from harm and subsequently taking a lot of damage himself. His blood gushed from his wounds, some getting on the bird-girl. She looked terrified.

Behind him, Carlos received a terrible injury, breaking his bones. He collapsed some distance away with a crunching sound. Out of the corner of his eye, Stephen noticed Willow rushing past in wolf form to Carlos' aid. It took Stephen only half a minute before making up his mind (in which time he glanced back at Oneo, who seemed about to fly out Tara, the girl he had healed earlier) and following the girl. She was much faster than Stephen in his human form, so by the time he reached them Willow had already done her best to heal the fallen warrior. He didn't seem too badly beaten. She sat nearby his body, huddled against a wall and looking as though she wanted more than anything not to be there.

"Willow, are you alright?" Stephen asked her, concerned for the young girl's well being. He let one of his hands rest on her shoulder as he examined her closely. She was showing signs on stress. "Look, don't worry about Carlos, he's surprisingly resilient.

"We don't belong here." he told her as there were more cries of pain coming from the heart of the battle. "Many people are already retreating, and we may as well do the same. I can ensure your safe passage through the zoo. My copies are quite good at causing confusion and distraction."

He waited to hear her reply. Had he been too pushy? Would she refuse him and continue to sit here, a sitting duck for attack? Stephen didn't want to allow that. For some reason, he felt a brotherly need to protect the young girl. He felt somewhat similarly for Oneo, but the bird-girl seemed perfectly able to protect herself (and others as a matter of fact) right now. It was Willow who needed him more, Willow whose powers were new and difficult to control.

[animereality]

The strongest of us? Oneo glanced around, Carlos was more than busy, Kevin seemed to be missing and…

She’d glance around, spotting Anthony.

“Ah…one moment...uhm...Mister.”

Saying that she’d guide the man in her hold over to Anthony, as she walked her hands replaced themselves over his body, ‘fingers’ of a pale colour seeping from her palms, each finding the worst of his cuts and ‘stitching’ the flesh together, closing them. By the time they reached Anthony the worst of his wounds were gone from his body.

Removing his arm from about her neck she’d then turn back, making her way over to the woman and doing the same, pulling her arm about her neck with another around the taller woman’s waist.

“Hold on, Missus…”

She’d bite back a small sigh, wings beating before she’d lift up from the ground, body turning, twisting into a spin to propell herself up before drifting to the only safe place she knew.

[Luzifer]

OOC: I don't mind at all... anything that pisses Samael off is a positive boon as far as I'm concerned.

Samael sighed... "If I stay in here much longer... I probably will be counting my brain cells too".

Samael pulled her fingers away from him as she fretted over his appearance. "More assertive and strong-arm people than you have fretted over such nonsense as my personal health before." His voice was blunt and unforgiving, as it always was, even above the shuddering din of the crowd. "In any case, I am perfectly capable of maintaining my own health. You need not waste your dalliance on my account."

He always wondered why people always seemed so focused on his health, and his condition. Even his enemy had stitched his bullet wound. In fact, the similarity was too striking to be mere coincidence. Samael's suspicions aroused themselves.

He was than dragged along for what appeared to be a nonsensical satire of family conversation as the boy and girl discussed her singing. Samael let most of it go one ear and out the other, as he did with most things he did not read. However, something became apparent... "Sing or not, be as may be, you are not taking me up on stage with you. So relinquish your grip on me, you bloody fool, before you set one foot in front of that din of morons. And yes, a group of morons is called a din."

Suddenly a fight began to start... "And that's where the name comes from." Samael sighed with disdain.

----

Frederick looked up at Starlight and then looked away, bearing the nervous mask of his formerself and in a minimalist voice, alone amidst the calm, both inside and out, he whispered, "S-star?"

[Rein*]

Reina wasn't sure of wat to say. she knew she had to tell him. she was sure he'd be fine, she just didn't want him worrying too much. Okay i'll tell you wat i saw. Just as she was about to begin she was interrupted by another vision of Galen. But this one was different

instead of leaving Galen she seem to be walking with him to a club. Again the Liger approaches from behind invisible and silent, but then something seems wrong, it's ability to not be seen seems to be failing, people point and it flees into the shadows.

she recognize the area from walking around, though with her money troubles she'd probably never gotten to go inside. she sees the clubs name as "Denial"

she wasn't sure wat to say now. Okay something just changed in your future. Before i saw you being attacked by a liger right after i said good bye. but now i dont leave you. instead we're walking and when we got outside this club some persons saw a liger creeping up behind us. but when it recognised thats its camoflauge wasn't working it fleed.

while Reina was telling Galen this they happened to be only a couple of minutes ahead of her vision. just about a 5 minutes walk ahead of them was the club. the sign was big "Denial" it read. I think we should go in. at least i'm sure we'd be safe there. We might even see some other person that might be able to help. though we have to be cautious about who we speak to about this.

what do you think? sh elooked at him as they stood at the doors to the club. should we go in.

[InfinityzeN]

Jean jerked upright and awake again. Where the heck am I and what the heck is going on? he thought as he looked around. Blood and screams were everywhere. Jeez what a mess he thought as he painfully got to his feet. And boy do I need to rest and heal.

Jean begins stumbling towards the most noise and screams, trying to control his shotgun with one hand while the other grips onto rails and benches as he stumbles along. Suddenly he jolts, he can’t feel Miria. He stops and focuses hard, trying to trace the link, not realizing just how exhausted he is and how weak his powers are.

Finally he feels a connection, distant and faint but there. "Back ta’ moi car beloved" he sends her, hoping it gets through as he stumbles along.

[Dr. Hax]

Carlos slowly came to, saying...

"Jay...tried hitting me...with a shell. He grazed me...and sent...a shock through my...body. After that, the missile...I got caught in the blast...and was out cold."

Carlos, not being able to get up, started channeling his powers while saying,

"Find...and kill Jay. No one...hits the lieu...tenant of Kevin...Maxford. If you can...heal and extract...me, I will help search. In the meantime, Willow...use this to...your advantage."

Carlos held his hand out and formed two blades of ice on Willow's forehead. He then reinforced the body with ice to make it a bit tougher. He then passed out again.

[suzumi]

Madison laughed at Samael's comment, before grabbing him and pulling him out of the way of an oncoming punch.

"What the hell is security doing?" she heard Austin yell over the din. "Hey!! Break it up!!"

The fight was spreading. Madison could hear screams mingled in the loud beat of the music. Bodies pressed into her from every side. Even in heels she was still a good 5 inches smaller than everyone else around her, and she wasn't strong enough to fight against the push of the crowd.

But through it all she remained attached to Samael. He was stronger than he looked, and he was taller than Madison, and that was possibly why he was able to push back. Suddenly a huge man, almost twice her size, came crashing into Madison and she lost her grip on Samael's arm as she fell backwards. Right as she hit the ground, someone heavy stepped on ankle. Hard. She let out a shriek of pain.

"Madison!!" Austin bellowed her name somewhere off to her right. "Where are you?"

She tried to get back to her feet, but right then somebody's foot came in direct contact with her skull. She let out an inaudible whimper as her head began to throb. She covered her head with her hands and tried to stay out of the way of the flailing arms and feet around her.

Suddenly the screech of a microphone filled the air. Madison screwed up her eyes and clapped her hands over her ears. Typically, she was right next to a pair of speakers. And that's when she spotted the microphone rolling around on the floor next to her.

Madison stared at it. A scene from the movie "Coyote Ugly" popped into her head. But no, things like that only happened in movies... But maybe...

[Kera]

ooc: /Sunnyside posted/ Also i need hitomi to do something please dont get mad :P

/Hitomi stalls for a moment, which is all Ichi needs as he brushes by the group and heads into the house.
He looks at Natalya and says "Thank you for relaying the young masters wishes, could you please take me to him." He doesn't exactly stop however as he keeps moving toward the stairs./
Natalya glanced back at Hitomi.
"Well i dont know where he is." She said with a bit of a suprised expression at the rush the man was in. Hitomi Quickly closed the door and with a heavy side caught up to the man and began leading him to Orichi.
Natalya jogged up behind them and began to follow woundering what the man wanted exactly. While they were speed walked through the mansion Natalya spotted Jericho in the corner of her eye and waved.
"Hi Jericho." She said with a smile and kept following the two people to where Orichi was.

[Luzifer]

Samael gritted his teeth against the press of people, his body wasn't strong but he could at least weather the undulating waves of people. He could feel the flesh of others and their sweat... he was taking a bath after this, if he had to give himself a sponge bath in a water fountain. No way was he having the sweat of idiots on him.

Suddenly the girl was gone from his side. Samael at first felt ambivalence... then increasing levels of the aggrevation that could only be accompanied by acknowledgment of a duty. But hadn't he cast aside the moral law after Kiyoshi's betrayal? Yes...but apparently he couldn't keep it aside, it was too much a part of his nature. Duty was duty.

He pushed through the crowd looking or her, calling out her only name as far as he was concerned, "Fool! Fool! Where are you bloody fool-girl!"

[BamaPaganGamer]

The kapok trees(she knew they were Kapok trees, the city was famous for them) seemed to grow twisted, and burst into flames just as she glared at them.
The smell of charred wood pervaded the no longer misty air; she covered her nose. The burnt smell was strong; it burnt Vallissa's throat, made her head go dizzy...it was all the accursed vampiric senses. Heightened scent...by this time, she couldn't escape, flames closing in on her on all sides. Intoxicated, the ground came up to meet her face all too fast...
...Everything went black.

Hans climbed into the truck, the girl was dead, and Kevin needed him. Too much info to process emotionally right now, he was needed. He drove...but stopped spotting the minor forest fire, in Florida, it might be only a minor issue, but something kind of moves him to check it out. He pulls over, on the far side of the road from the flames, and strides towards the flames, and looks out into the heat...is that a person?

"@#$%."

He plants both hands into the soil, absorbing a wide swath of it, and becoming a grassy earth elemental, striding in and braving the flames, and retrieving the girl's unconscious form, and carrying her out, putting her in the bed of his truck on an extruded bed of grassy soil. He heads back in, to make a reasonable search for anyone else, and continues until the flames prevent further search.

Before he retreats, he figures out a trick, kicking off his shoes, and spraying the dirt and sand at his feet at the flames, to smother and snuff it!

[Light Buster]

The strongest of us? Oneo glanced around, Carlos was more than busy, Kevin seemed to be missing and…

She’d glance around, spotting Anthony.

“Ah…one moment...uhm...Mister.”

Saying that she’d guide the man in her hold over to Anthony, as she walked her hands replaced themselves over his body, ‘fingers’ of a pale colour seeping from her palms, each finding the worst of his cuts and ‘stitching’ the flesh together, closing them. By the time they reached Anthony the worst of his wounds were gone from his body.

Removing his arm from about her neck she’d then turn back, making her way over to the woman and doing the same, pulling her arm about her neck with another around the taller woman’s waist.

“Hold on, Missus…”

She’d bite back a small sigh, wings beating before she’d lift up from the ground, body turning, twisting into a spin to propell herself up before drifting to the only safe place she knew.

Anthony took hold of Ted as Oneo placed him in his arms and watch her go rescue the other person. He needed to get Ted to safety. This sitiuation was getting worse by the minute. He began to look around for a safe place. There was barely any. He continued to figure out where to place Ted.

[Silverwizard]

"ug. Thanks. I'm not feeling that good. I feel a little better, the healing has helped, and so I want to see this through, even if it kills me. This is important, and I want to see it through."

The blue tinged man stood back against everyone else, slumped slightly, happy about the people around him and his healing. Waiting and hoping for this is settle itself.

Eventually he called out, "Who are you. You were once one of us - why the destruction?"

[Red&Stiletto]

Willow looked around, startled to see Stephen behind her. He asked if they should go, and she wanted to say yes but before she could move, Carlos woke up. He started speaking and Willow leaned closer to hear.

As he was talking, he reached up and ice started forming on Willow's face. She froze, and held her breath as ice covered her entire body. Carlos passed out again and Willow let out ragged breath. She didnt know what to do now. She didnt want to be here, didnt want to have to deal with all this unknown that had been pushed onto her. She wanted to run and hide but she felt obligated to stay. Without knowing why, Willow reached over and laced her fingers with Stephan though she never took her eyes off Carlos.

"What do I do?" she whispered as closed her eyes to keep the tears in. She wanted to cry, just wanted to let out all this frustration and stress and just hide behind her eyelids until it all just vanished. Nothing but the feel of Stephans fingers kept her on earth as her head began to spin. She focused on breathing, concentrating till it was the only sound she could hear.

[Mizuko Riko Imimoshi]

Hans climbed into the truck, the girl was dead, and Kevin needed him. Too much info to process emotionally right now, he was needed. He drove...but stopped spotting the minor forest fire, in Florida, it might be only a minor issue, but something kind of moves him to check it out. He pulls over, on the far side of the road from the flames, and strides towards the flames, and looks out into the heat...is that a person?

"@#$%."

He plants both hands into the soil, absorbing a wide swath of it, and becoming a grassy earth elemental, striding in and braving the flames, and retrieving the girl's unconscious form, and carrying her out, putting her in the bed of his truck on an extruded bed of grassy soil. He heads back in, to make a reasonable search for anyone else, and continues until the flames prevent further search.

Before he retreats, he figures out a trick, kicking off his shoes, and spraying the dirt and sand at his feet at the flames, to smother and snuff it!

Mizuko is walking around and smells something burning. She runs towards the smell and notices a guy putting a girl in a truck. He is covered in dirt. The girl was unconscious and someone had messed with the fire. Mizuko slowly walks up to them. She puts her hand on her sword but doesn't pull it out.
"What going on?"

[FaeryTaleAngel]

Galen stood there in front of Reina as he awaited an answer from her. She finally looked up at him and began. “Okay I’ll tell you what I saw.” He nodded and waited for her to say more, but suddenly she had cut herself off, and she was just staring. “Reina?” He asked being a little worried about her. Was she having another one of her visions? If so, Galen fully braced himself for the after effects. For some reason whenever he was around Reina, he seemed to see the same things she did. He still hadn’t quite figured that one out yet.

“Okay something just changed in your future. Before I saw you being attacked by a liger right after I said good bye. But now I don’t leave you. Instead we're walking and when we got outside this club some persons saw a liger creeping up behind us. But when it recognized that’s its camouflage wasn't working it fled.” Reina continued to tell him what had happened in her vision and no sooner had she said anything did Galen begin to have the same one.

After, he moved his fingers to his head. “I think I need to sit down. Something’s wrong, and it doesn’t feel right.” He said. Reina continued talking though, and that pointed something out to Galen. He looked up to see the sign that she was talking about through the trees of the park. It was across the way, and one of the main streets next to some café. Plainly and clearly though, there was the sign. “You’ve gotta be kiddin’ me.” He said as he continued to look at it.

“I think we should go in. at least I’m sure we'd be safe there. We might even see some other person that might be able to help. Though we have to be cautious about whom we speak to about this. What do you think?” Reina looked at him as they stood in the park and looked at the sign. “Okay…” Galen found himself slowly saying. He then took Reina by the hand and the two of them began their way over to the club. They stopped outside of the door, and Galen turned to face Reina.

“Reina, before we go in, I just wanted to tell ya’ that no matter what happens from this point on, I will try my best to be here for ya’. So if ya’ need anythin’ at all, just ask. Okay?” Galen smiled, but then his smile quickly altered. “Reina, every time ya’ have one of your so-called visions, I seem to have one too. Do ya’ have any ideas as into why that might be?” He asked her a little confused, waiting a little longer to go in the club. It was the evening now, and since it was a club, that meant things would be picking up inside. He wasn’t sure if he really wanted to go in, but it was something that he felt that they had to do. But, he waited for Reina’s response first before doing, nor saying anything at all.

[BamaPaganGamer]

Mizuko is walking around and smells something burning. She runs towards the smell and notices a guy putting a girl in a truck. He is covered in dirt. The girl was unconscious and someone had messed with the fire. Mizuko slowly walks up to them. She puts her hand on her sword but doesn't pull it out.
"What going on?"

The tall man, composed of earth, sand, grass and stone, looks over from his task of lining the truck with sod, and setting her down, and looks at the sword. His voice rumbles out, "Going back in to look for other survivors. Draw, help, or stay out of the way."

[sunnyside]

At the Zoo, the Apache's continue to advance in, mowing down any animal that seems to be a shifter, or looks at them funny, or seems to be grazing funny...well, it isn't a very good time to be an animal there...

The Jet and Gargoyle vanish into the distance.

The news agencies however have their helicopters not all that far back from the military ones, and have long range footages of the Apaches advancing into the zoo.

(Anyone watching TV or radio will catch this stuff as the news agencies show it live or loop it over and over)

The mayor comes on briefly answering questions. "Yes, I'm sorry, some innocent animals may be killed, but we know many of the deadly creatures in our city came from the zoo. There may be more once innocent but now deadly animals inside. We have to protect the public. The military is trying to be as careful as they can."

"No, I do not know for a fact why it took them so long to enter the Zoo. I believe it was because they first had to discover the connection and had to first protect our citizens in the city proper."

"No. I do not know why the attacking creatures were things like Koalas, cats, platypuses, and baby bears instead of more dangerous creatures like Rhinos, wolves, and elephants. We understand very little about the shifting phenominon."

"And absolutely no, I still have no comments on the matter of my temporary abdication earilier in the week. Except that it was some strange mind control effect, and not of my own choosing"

News footage shifts to the plane and gargoyle flying away from the zoo.

"Our sources indicate that it cannot be an actual military craft as the F-35B is still in development. Also, when we enhance the digital image it appears that the plane is bleeding red out of its wing."

"Wait, we have connected those indaviduals to the past incident in the shifter fight that ended in a burned down building in the warehouse district."

Thay then replay footage from:
http://www.animeforum.com/showpost.p...postcount=1614
and the camera phone footage is from:
http://www.animeforum.com/showpost.p...postcount=1442
where Josun Tomorrow's character Loriago was killed.

[animereality]

Hearing a heave metallic whirring Oneo glanced over her shoulder to see one of the Apaches rotating and aiming its machine gun at her.

Squeaking she’d duck her head as the gun was fired…yet finding herself still alive she looked back to see it gunning down a giraffe.

Sighing out she’d keep her grip about the flailing, screaming woman in her arms, wings pounding harder to get them away as fast as possible.

Clearing the zoo she’d glance about the ground, spotting a large building and folding her wings in, the woman squealing as they plummeted towards the University. Her wings popped open at the last moment, picking up a gust of wind that had the windows rattling in a vibration that flowed outward, setting off a few car alarms and knocking over a couple of students.

“Ah…I…I am sorry…”

She’d keep a hold of the now more or less unconscious woman down, glancing at the nearest person.

“She needs assistance…if you have a medical building of some sort…?”

Her wings folded up, the tip trailing the floor as she’d already start making her way to the buildings doors, the glow about her humming.

[Mizuko Riko Imimoshi]

The tall man, composed of earth, sand, grass and stone, looks over from his task of lining the truck with sod, and setting her down, and looks at the sword. His voice rumbles out, "Going back in to look for other survivors. Draw, help, or stay out of the way."

Looks at him. Let's go of the sword and looks towards the fire.
"I'll help."
Walks towards the fire and sticks my hands out. Water burts from them towards the fire.
"This should do it."