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    Wrong Neighborhood (Or so she thought)

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    Khorne

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    Wrong Neighborhood (Or so she thought)

    Post by Khorne on 10th January 2018, 12:51 am

    Chaoris Orneis was not doing anything, in particular, this day. There was nothing that required his immediate attention and plenty were already out fighting in his name. No cowards had gotten away from his loyalists, which meant he need not send the hounds now go after them himself, and all was currently 'okay' for the time being. It was an odd feeling, being calm, but he knew that this was just before the storm. Another god had declared war on his own realm, which meant everyone that even had the potential of being a worshiper was in danger, and he relished the challenge that that would bring. For now? Chaoris was walking through one of the forests in Fiore, minding his own business, while thinking about where the perfect place for his brazen fortress was. Was it here on Earthland? On another planet? Or maybe in a completely different galaxy? He needed to think about it, as it would hold importance to anyone that really followed the path of war, even though it mattered little where he physically placed anything of his own.

    The God was not in his armor, nor did he have any of his weapons with him, and as he was alone that meant his pet was also nowhere to be seen. Not that he was worried, who would pick a fight with the God of War himself?


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    Character Name: Anastasia Glimmer
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    Re: Wrong Neighborhood (Or so she thought)

    Post by Anastasia on 10th January 2018, 2:44 am

    Anastasia


    Depression and anger. They were two things that were fairly common when it came down to Anastasia's emotions. It was why she was a psychotic assassin, it calmed these emotions, which was something that was good and bad when it came down to her well being. Her satisfaction began to morph into something that was only satisfied by bloodshed, which was certainly due to her mentality breaking, along with her general insane nature. In the eyes of a legal mage she would be seen as disgusting and cruel, which was something she enjoyed due to being a masochist, and would frequently find herself taking the pain of others for her personal enjoyment. She was not afraid of death, and she frequently enjoyed it- whether it may be of herself or her enemies. She preferred it to be of her enemies, but she was definitely not scared to die, as she looked forward to taking the throne of Hades when she went there. It was why she dabbled in the dark arts, as she saw him as an alliance- for now. An alliance that strengthened her in battle, or so she felt like, as he enjoyed her tarnishing of the gods. After all, his name was already tarnished enough in the modern age, therefore he did not feel it could get any worse for him. However, as the good gods stood well in the modern society, he wanted to see them burn. She wanted them to drown.

    She was angry, as she had recently killed the Ling Ling that tried to take her back to Atlantis yet again today. These were small diamonds of light that were indeed living, sentient servants to Atlantis that worked with the royal guard in order to protect the underwater kingdom. Poseidon was on a mission to track down and capture his fallen daughter, something she was entirely against. After all, she was well aware that he was much stronger than she was, which is why she was against the idea. However, she did have plans to invade the kingdom and claim it as her own, which would occur after she had a solid backbone of reinforcements and growth in power. It was slightly harder to gain allies for Anastasia, especially considering she killed most people who approached her on sight- it was something that brought her joy, and something she never really realized preventing her from doing. Although she did not mind working by herself, she thought that joining a team would be nice and efficient, especially in regards to completing her goal. Despite her serious disposition she loved those that she was part of a team with, something that would shock those that only experienced her out of battle. She did not show verbal affection as much as she did physical affection, in the form of hugs and snuggles. After all, that is what she would do with her exceed, which was a hint that her trust and appreciation could be earned.

    On this day Anastasia found herself flying over the forests of untouched Fiore, something that was familiar as it was different for her. She preferred flying over the ocean much more, but the slight moisture of the semi-tropical environment appeased her wish for the water to be near her. The water slayer was obsessed with water in a sense, as it was her life, strictly due to her upbringing. Her magic, her crown, and her holy blade were some of the only things she brought with her when she left her royal kingdom. It were the only things that did not disgust her and remind her of her family in a "good" setting, especially considering she used them to tarnish the name of those related to her. Her wings of water were a sense of peace for her, some things that she used to bring pain to others from an aerial perspective. It was a way she scoped the area below from above, looking for unsuspecting targets to take out of the world.

    "Mew! I want bald cracker jack!" Aja, Anastasia's exceed exclaimed, pointing downwards toward a moving object that could be seen through the rustling trees of the forest. Anastasia quickly stopped the exceed from flying and peered downwards through the trees, levitating in the air in a horizontal position. "A... human." she said softly, as she shot toward the direction where he was walking while descending through the leaves in a silent manner. She wanted to perform a secret ambush on the wandering man- after all, he looked fairly harmless. An easy kill. As she stood behind a tree she watched him walk, her exceed sitting on her head while slowly nibbling her crown. As she watched him approaching she slowly unlatched her blade from its strap on her back, which was occupied with multiple things- first the sword, and second, a latched Ouija board. The suspense was building up in her stomach, she truly wanted to kill this unsuspecting human. It was disgusting how barren he looked in her opinion, how he didn't carry any signs of magic or weaponry. It showed weakness, which frustrated her even more than she already was. It made her want to kill him quickly, which is what she was about to attempt to do.

    Anastasia shifted away from her position behind the tree into the center of the trail the man was following, facing him as she re-materialized from water. A cat on the head and an unsheathed blade in hand, she looked ready to kill. Her eyes looked angry, extremely angry, the prisms of multiple colors twirling around like a revolving television. The blade quickly rose to her mouth and was kissed by her soft and delicate lips, resulting in the metal erupting into an aura-like light. She quickly blasted forward in a quick sprint, carrying the blade in a fashion that would jet through the skin. She felt her long hair gusting through the wind as she ran towards him, and as soon as she got close to him, she sunk the entirety of the holy blade directly through his stomach.

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    Re: Wrong Neighborhood (Or so she thought)

    Post by Khorne on 12th January 2018, 2:45 am

    All seemed peaceful in the forest he was traveling in. Animals hunted each other for food while others fought for territory and control, some even fighting and killing for fun just because of hatred for another species. He reveled in this as he continued walking, at least until he found some girl suddenly before him. How awkward to find himself unprepared for battle, against someone who was suddenly stabbing into his stomach with a sword that did nothing to him. Had she thought out what she was doing before this? Did she really think that a man walking alone in the forest was really that weak? For all she knew he was hiding himself from others so that he could remain alone, no enemies nor followers to bother him for the time being, and that's what he had been doing. "Fool! You stab a God!" The words would be said as he contracted the holy blood inside of him around the blade of the sword, to keep it trapped within his body as he delivered an open-handed punch to the chest of the woman to drive her backward. If the hit landed she would find herself landing against a tree, cracking it in half with her landing. If not he would simply release a burst of blood from himself to try and do the same result. Either way the sword was not going to be leaving his body until he removed it himself.

    The woman, either way, felt unlike a human. Focusing further on sensing her he would feel a slight divinity that was not quite one hundred percent, a demi-god? Closer inspection of her would also show him the crown upon her head, the crown that the children of Poseidon wore. It made sense now, but why had she chosen to attack one at will? An interesting thing to find out. "Daughter of the Ocean God! You have chosen poorly, attacking the God of War. What have you to say for yourself!" No matter where she was, no matter how she felt, he was not focused completely on her. His armor formed around him as his hand grabbed hold of the sword she had stabbed him with. He would charge her, attempting to do the same kind of stab so that he could question her, even as he awaited what she had to say for her prior deed.


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