Re: War For Australia-Melbourne

Fri Jan 24, 2014 6:06 pm

Artist: Audiomachine - Song: Uncharted Worlds

Her warning was not heeded by the youngling known as Jetta. Against such odds... it wasn't even so much admirable as it was foolish. This is how so-called heroes wasted their lives away, fighting battles they cannot fight because of a notion branded into their mind. Then later down the line when they would be needed most, they would not be there. They'd have sacrificed themselves to that stubborn notion. Jetta was that type of person, who toiled with deities as a mortal herself, throwing stones at the sky and screaming. She was forsaken of rationality, perhaps even her humanity; as Nozomi tried to bring her to terms of peace, she reacted like an animal backed into a corner. She did not even have words to back up her groundless attack. She just threw it out against the blue-haired Quincy and forced her hand. These flames would burn a powerless human to a crisp, but to Nozomi was little more than a heat wave. Still, she would not hesitate to cripple the Vizard's in the most profound fashion possible, and she did it all at the flick of her fingers. In a split second Nozomi would create a vacuum of space around the one known as Jetta, robbing both her and the raging inferno of its oxygen and its fuel. She asphyxiated the flames completely, watching them dissipate into nothingness without a medium to carry it. No longer was the illusion of power granted to Jetta, and only emptiness remained as she would appear to suffocate here. So she might try to generate more gasses for her flames to burn, and yet Nozomi's temperaments would stifle Jetta yet again, sucking the elements away from her and maintaining this vacuum. With her mere thoughts, Nozomi would render Jetta's primary power useless, perhaps driving home the message of how little she could accomplish.

And so when Zefonse Kaizme arrived on the other side of the Yuudeshi, Nozomi merely turned away as nothing more had to be done. She had no time to formulate a secondary strategy to combat a man such as Zefonse before she was incapacitated. Only with the 'eyes on the back of her head' did she witness Jetta's swift defeat, a third of invader's forces eliminated. Nozomi next turned her attentions to Rose, or at least the gaze of her eyes. It would appear a favor had been done by the Arrancar while Nozomi had attempted to suppress the current wild card that was known as Claire. Despite all of her millenium of having to wield such dangerous masses of energy, despite having to master it lest she be crushed by the sheer weight of it; despite that, there was someone who could subjugate her Onikagahi against her will, and such a thing was unacceptable. As Claire had somehow figured out the tune to play to assimilate Nozomi's energy, Rose would fight back on her behalf. Her energy was tampered with, and as frustrated as the notion was to her, it vastly benefitted her. It rendered Claire's absolute control ineffective against Onikagahi, hampering the heist of energy as quickly as it had begun. Not only that, but Nozomi could... and would use this. She had been too far gone from the world that her skills were out-dated. Compared to those of old ages, these new kids were toting around much more formidable skills. Rose easily altered the properties of Onikagahi; Claire broke down and enslaved the energy; Hebi's energies could not be affected by outside influence whatsoever. Nozomi would become a fossil if she did not adapt.

She had these three subjects under the omniscient scrutiny of her dark eyes, plenty of material to analyze and break down to create her own defense against foreign manipulations. The Mad Doctor's Satanic Uniqueness served as the base of her makeshift experiment, as such an effect was primarily what she was going for. Thankfully, when Nozomi had come to fully understand the identity of the man, so too did she comprehend his powers. She had the information necessary to replicate the property—and the method Rose used to alter the Onikagahi could also be used here. The extreme efficiency and swiftness with which she applied immunity against Claire's manipulations to the Demonic Radiance; Nozomi reproduced the method as she had witnessed it used. Very much like the other powerhouses in this city, Nozomi would display a hyper-accelerated processing power and incredible mental deduction, developing this ability—Vollkommen—in the fraction of a second it took to reply to Rose. By the time she opened her mouth to utter the name Rose sought, her own, Onikagahi was now and permanently would be immune to any foreign tampering. This change would become clear as Rose's origin code was peeled away and substituted for Nozomi's own variance. Albeit the Quincy's face remained rather emotionless, she would not fail to express her gratitude to the Mischievang. ''You have my thanks for the assistance, Rose. I don't get out much. As for this fight, it is over. With Jetta eliminated, there will be no more opposition to speak of. Zefonse will reclaim his impulsive subordinate, and Claire too will be recovered. Look for yourself...''

Claire was on the brink, her persona threatening to tip over the edge as she threatened the city with destruction. Nozomi, swallowed the bile that had welled up in her throat after witnessing her own energy being used to summon her enemy's grand weapon. Nozomi read her lips forming the weapon's name: Magnum of Existence. She merely had to tilt her head upwards to see the titanic cannon floating above the atmosphere. Yet she didn't bother, for the situation would play out all by itself. Nozomi pointed it out to Rose, the manifestation of the Demon Queen Mana, appearing here for her beloved sister. The very atmosphere would become infused with an emerald hue by the sheer merit of her presence alone. Nozomi had seen her once before not too long ago, which is why she was able to recognize her arrival; she did not forget a signature so profound. Mana would isolate Claire and herself from the rest to converse with her sister, while Zefonse's form shot towards the skies at a blinding speed. His intention was obvious; he appeared before the colossal construct to remove it from existence, despite the irony of the matter. While Claire was distracted, the swordsman would pierce his sword into the machine once, a single time, and it would come to pieces in that time. The once formidable structure would shatter into millions of shards—all the energy used to build it was released and dispersed harmlessly. It was a show of muscle between the powers here, as despite the fact that the Rosary's intent for peace matched that of her adversaries, she still wasted the power in summoning this 'Magnum of Existence'. Zefonse would so easily dispatch of it, achieving the same end as they had begun with. It was a pointless cycle of actions; all of this. The fight was won, and now only the menial task of cleaning up the mess remained.

So why did the Doctor aggress again? Nozomi was already figuring that out, her body twitching slightly as she perceived the change in his mentality. Her head turned ever so slightly in his direction and the look on her face would tell Rose she was no longer paying her any attention. The hostility between Kabuto and Claire became so evidently clear, that it blared out at the forefront of his mind. Nozomi did not even have to pry to discover what a mad man like him was willing to do despite the negotiations of peace. Even though the fight was over; even though he had the Demon Queen in his way, the sheer hatred he possessed for the woman on the other side was so great that he fully intended to annihilate her with the full extent of his power. As much as this man was her ally, however, she could not allow him to tarnish the proceedings. As Kabuto spoke to the Demon Queen, Nozomi was very gradually turning away from Rose, taking casual steps in their direction upon thin air. Every word he uttered was layered with a greater and greater lack of self-control, swiftly dwindling down into the depths of his mad mind. She knew what was coming and did not allow it to happen; before his request even left his mouth, Nozomi's God Step took her behind the man in a blur. Her mouth formed the word 'shatter', but she did not speak it audibly. Simultaneously, her forefinger and middle finger tapped the back of the Doctor's skull with negligible force. While nothing seemed to back this swift strike, to Hebi it would feel as though his mind would be obliterated. He would descend into pitch darkness, his body becoming limp and no longer retaining consciousness. He would begin to fall out of the air for a split second, but the blue-haired Quincy caught him in her arms and carefully hoisted his form over her shoulder like a heavy package. Instead of snakelike yellow eyes, Mana would instead face stark crimson hues taking his place.

''It is done, ended, finished. The opposition is eliminated, and the city secured by adequate forces to not have to worry for the time being.'' Nozomi spoke softly, looking at the horned demon strangely, as if slightly curious. This lasted only for a moment before she turned away to look down at the city. Even despite the childish tampering of Zefonse's subordinate—as there really was no other way to put her actions—the city would continue to reconstruct itself. The Onikagahi was given a task, and it would fulfill that task irregardless of Nozomi's presence. Even when Nozomi was long gone, the dark energy would remain behind to bring Melbounre back to pristine condition, and only then fade out. The water would evaporate if it tried to enter the streets of the city, as the Onikagahi recognized it as not belonging there. If Magnolia pushed to make this situation as frustrating as possible, then Nozomi would merely push back harder... as well as develop contempt for the adolescent. When she finally left the scene, then the Quincy no longer had to worry about her trying to kick over more buildings or something else equally annoying. The Onikagahi would do work and there would be no further wasting of time and effort. One last time, she contacted rose telepathically just so she didn't have to bother with the slow and drawn-out action of speaking vocally. The speed of thought conveyed the messaged much more swiftly. 'I will take my leave. I fought for you, but I am not part of your organization, or any of the others that laid claim to this city. I have no more point to be here and I will not go out of my way to make it so. The city is yours. Goodbye, Rose.'

And thus, the responsibility of Melbourne was out of her hands. The woman would use one hand to hold the Doctor securely, while the other swiped through the air like a blade to split the fabric of reality. When the Garganta opened, Nozomi could be considered already gone. Her mental presence would seem to disappear, while her energy signature would as well—excepting the Onikagahi in the city below, though that was apart of her. Any questions badgered to her would be ignored. Kabuto was the responsibility she cared for now, and she would prioritize taking him somewhere safe. She moved through the portal with purpose, and closed it behind her to finally leave Melbourne, as well as the plane of the Living World entirely.

-Exit-

Fri Jan 31, 2014 1:21 am

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Artist: Music Factory - Song: Question of Purpose - Word Count: 3005

Ah, the sounds of war were beginning to decline all throughout the lands. From a bystanders point of view? The worse of what this battle had to offer was surely coming to a close. From the city limits of Melbourne, to the out lands of Australia; throughout the many announcements given to the commanders in charge of these colossal armies, orders of ceasefire, messages of victory or echoes of defeat soon started bouncing all across the various networks associated with the means of communication through virtual messages, varying networks and simply by word of mouth. Thus, the primary means of focus in the mind of the Primera Espada was simply getting this hellish ordeal over with. There has been too many resources wasted into this colossal battle, far too many lives pulled into the middle of this cluster of chaos and the patience of everyone involved within this matter was all but drawing thin if it prolonged any further than it had to be.

However, before that time could come, the present needed to be attended to first. Thus, with a swift kick back into reality, the likes of Rose stared intently to the skies as a mammoth of a weapon soon took root above the skies of Australia. Yet, despite this impressive feat from the Memory Rosary of Despair, The Royal Mischevang was ultimately unmoved. Why was that? From the statistics being generated from her cyber brain, there was no way in hell that a creation of that magnitude was going to last an extended period. From all of the variables gathered in the continent below it, a force, a being, a creature or attack would eventually be summoned from one of the collected fighters in this war to put an end to that abomination. More than that, though, Rose was further able to confirm this theory based upon looking at the physical stance of Claire. Reading her heartbeat, staring at the sweat glans oozing out of her body and the stressed expression across her face; there was no way this wasn't taking some form of toll on her being, even if Rose didn't know what the extent of it's limitations or abilities were at this present time.

But when she had the nerve to speak of words related to her sister, Ashlei Mischevang, all The Mischevang could do in response was spit on the ground because of such filth exiting out of Clarie's mouth. From the torment, pain and agony she put Ashlei through; what right did she have to utter her sweat name out of that foul shell she calls a body? The Memory Rosary didn't deserve to speak those words, yet alone think about her sister. So this was going to be a matter that needed addressing: "As far as I am concerned, you have no place to stand on when it comes to muttering my sisters name. After what you did, after the things you've done: you surely have a lot of gall to address such things. So spare me the spineless dribble that echoes out of your mouth, because I'm not listening to anything you have to say at this point. It's sickening to think to think you have any sort of place within our family."

Having spoken those words out in the air, the feisty blooded Arrancar soon take a pause in order to analyze what Claire had to speak of next. Hearing notions of her finally calling a ceasefire, it appeared that she was now calling back those whom had assembled and fought along her side in this drawn out battle. In that statement, The Royal Mischevang understood that the toy above the heavens was merely just for show and a bluff from all that was gathered based upon her body language, the idle threats and with the odds extremely stacked against her favor with this war. Henceforth, with this declaration of armistice bellowed out to the area, Rose soon gave orders for any Shadow Fall operatives in the area to go into stand by mode. This meant that all affiliates associated with this organization that were beneath The Primera were given a status to stay away from the range and await further commands from the higher ups within this sinister gathering of Arrancar and Demon's.

"Alright, as much as you sicken me, I'll agree to this truce provided you put that trinket away. It seems that this war is coming to an end no matter how it's decided. So make your next moves wisely, scum." Pointing upwards to the sky, The Arrancar motioned for her to pay attention to The Magnum of Existence. It seemed that a certain leader was on the move to attack that colossal creation. So In that moment, although to other less trained eyes in the vicinity the actions that occurred with Zefonse Kaizame seemed to have transpired in a flash; in the mind of Rose Mischevang? Even his rapid movements were those easily kept up with. The Primera Espada wouldn't bother attempting to dismantle that abomination, because in the end, it was nothing more than a massive waste of effort meant to take form in the shape of a ruse. Albeit it seemed that The Phoenix King was unable to see that very fact with his perception. If there was any sort of intent to harm, The Mischevang herself would have put forth the counter measures to deal with such a weapon.

And so, as impressive as the feats of The Rinyūaru Leader's general skills were, they ultimately were unnecessary, unseeded and a waste of time for everyone here. As if he were able to sense the uneasiness in Clarie's bodily disposition, there was a strong chance that this was essentially a massive sham and Rose was ready to call this bluff. Despite that fact, for now, she'd save the data of the recordings of Zefonse's movements for another day in case their paths crossed in the line of battle. Granting that his assaults threatened to prolong this war, it was necessary to understand your allies 'least they become your enemies one day. As there wasn't a doubt in Rose's mind that the likes of Dr.Hebi and Nozomi were doing the same. Everyone with minds as sharp as most of the combatants doing battle with this forsaken city were keen enough to do that while the forces that be were utilizing their strengths, powers and skills as if there were no tomorrow.

"You speak cries of peace, you roar words of non-violence; but you are unable to see the truth past the veil? This war is over, it has gone on long enough. This woman that stands before us is nothing but a cretin. Can you not see through her farce? That weapon isn't going to harm anyone. To do so would be to go against her own damn emotions. I'm not entirely sure of my bet, as I'm not a mind reader, but I'm willing to place my bets that this is nothing more than a bluff to get us scared, to lessen our nerves and to simply come to a peace. If it were any real threat, I would saw to it's dismantlement or conjured up a counter if I failed to do so. So in the end: You, my fellow Arrancar, are just wasting your breath at this point." Emitting her voice throughout a long range distance, no matter where The Phoenix King would place himself, the Primera Espada would ensure that her words would reach them. For in her point of view, these were simple truths that someone whom holds the title of "God of Battle" should be able to see as clear as day.

Glancing at the likes of Jetta, it seemed that The Yuudeshi was learning better judgement then to further drag this war onward longer than it needs to. For the likes of Rose, it was the first intelligent thing the girl had done all day. There was no sense in continuing this futile fight; although the words of Zin Yuudeshi would merely be brushed off at this point as his daughter was now seen leaving the field. Therefore, in order to patch things up with that individual, Rose could send a telepathic transmission to his mind if he would accept such a thing: "Cool it, Yuudeshi. Your daughter is more than alright for the moment. She's been released from the range and you are free to do what you will with her. The threats are no longer needed and you can keep your path moving as it doesn't concern us anymore." Being brief, to the point and straight-forward; The Royal Mischevang felt that not much else needed to be say to that particular person.

Leaving no means of attention for Magnoila's actions until this point, the crimson gaze of the Primera Espada would soon befall The Eternal Being as the words echoed from her mouth reached Rose's ears. Looking up to her position, a neutral expression slowly crept across The Arrancar's face as she let out a soft sigh. Was this all that it took for people to get an understanding of the actions in which they were committing? While it was a relief the girl was learning from the error of her ways, if an outcome like this could have been reached in the beginning of this fight, there is a strong chance neither of these fighters would be in the positions they are now and the city, citizens and environment around them would not have had to suffer and endure the blows of their titanic assaults.

"Don't worry, I won't hesitate for a single second to render your face a bloody pulp if I perceive you are acting like a total mindless idiot. As long as you get the message from this point onward, your apologies aren't needed. It's merely an objective that was made, and a goal that was met. For now, you should probably get going and get out of this war before it swallows you whole. Things are coming to close and you should be able to know when to leave well enough alone, Magnoila."

Once those parting words were exchanged with her enemy, Rose took note of the drastic fluctuation in the environment and understood this power too deal: The Queen of Demon's had arrived in the war. Depending on just how stable this Demoness was, this battle could either be sent towards the direction of victory or down spiraling into the pits of chaos. Through this sensation, a slight sense of uneasiness quelled in her being, but through the information assembled in the depths of Shadow Fall's database; The Primera Espada understood that she may indeed be a key factor towards keeping Clarie contained even if she were to leave the battlefield. Ergo, listening to the words that left Mana's mouth and watching the actions as she tended to her wounded sister, there wasn't a need for her to inferior anymore. It was obvious The Regale Demon merely wished to be left alone when it came to matters of dealing with The Memory Rosary.

As a result of this, The Mischevang would soon turn her eyes back to the likes of Nozomi as she awakened to the words of her showing gratitude for The Arrancar's efforts. Nodding her head, Rose was going to say this much in return: "Mhm, I do what I can for my allies if we are fighting on the same side. I can sense that this battle is indeed coming to close; if not this entire war. If you can sense far outwards, most of the battles are coming to close and the fans of war are steadily dying out with the wind. With all of the invading forces now having fallen back, you are indeed correct in your assumptions that the battle for Melbourne, Australia is at last over with. I've already been alerted to the likes of The Demon Queen arriving here and I'm sure she'll be able to handle that chaotic mess in the skies above us. So for now, I believe our part in this war is steadily coming to an end, friend."

When finished speaking to Nozomi about these curious matters, Rose soon turned her attention to the Demon Queen as she nodded her head in response to her question of alliance. "Aye, I don't see any point in going forward with this battle either. If you think you've got things under control, I'll leave that witch to your bidding. I've just grown immensely tired of this endeavor myself." Taking a soft sigh to exhale the negative nerves brewing within her being, she'd soon turn her head in the direction of Dr.Hebi and begin to feel a great uneasiness occurring within him when the likes of the Demoness appeared on the field. Still, before that critical point had came forth to the surface, she decided to exchange words with the male after the likes of their telepathic connection started to come alive with chatter following her attempt to aid her ally failing.

"Heh, there isn't much need to apologize. These are circumstances that occur in life and I'm much too used to them by now. If anything, you can think of it as a learning curve in the future if you ever meet more allies such as myself and The Quincy Girl over there. I do what I can for those I can protect, and you seem worth trying to shield from all that I've come to understand from this encounter of ours." Making that much clear to Dr.Hebi, she'd have a soft chuckle emerge from her mouth negotiations would indeed come to the table at a later point. Alas, such peace couldn't for any extended periods in this war.

In a few moments after conversing with one another, it seemed that the Madness within Dr.Hebi started to explode as he unleashed an all out assault against the likes of The Memory Rosary. On some levels? The Primera Espada honestly couldn't blame him as she'd do it herself if it weren't such a futile matter. The harsh words, raw emotions and brutal attacks were just another reflection of the lives that the despicable creature seems to ruin. It's why that once this war is over, if the likes of this woman dares step foot in Hueco Mundo, she'd lay waste to Clarie herself if she came to seek out Ashlei. There was no way such a sinister force was going to have it's way with her kin.

As a consequence of this, she'd simply watch with a vacant stare as he started to steadily lose more and more of his sanity to these creatures that hover above him. In the end, from her calculations, it was still... a futile endeavor. Like every other action in this city, it was going to come to an end at some point. Before he was able to descend too far into the madness, the likes of Nozomi stepped in and was able to subdue him before he was able to spiral to far into that lunacy. Sighing heavily, The Arrancar felt like there wasn't anything else to do at this point. Why bother stopping that attack? The Demon Queen and Memory Rosary of Despair both had their means of defending themselves. So with these facts on the table, she'd soon turn her eyes to Nozomi whom appeared to be carrying the unconscious body of Dr.Hebi behind her shoulder. From all that the woman said, it seemed that their part in this war was truly coming to a close as they were deciding to finally leave this accursed city.

"Aye, I guess I'll see you around..." Giving a soft wave to Nozomi, Rose would snap her fingers and place a double seal throughout the vicinity of Melbourne; allowing Mana to transport Shadow Fall Operatives to repair and populate the city by giving her the proprieties of the barrier telepathically. Now taking a look at the ruined city, the overwhelming fighters and all that has occurred; she could only shake her head and lower the energy in her body to a base state as the engines within the cybernetic Arrancar came to a cease. Clicking her tongue, a black garganta opened behind he; leading into the depths of Hueco Mundo for her to recover from this mental strain placed on her from the events that have taken place in this war.

"...and it is time for me to return home. It was a pleasure seeing you once again Zefonse Kaizame, but there is no part for me in this battle anymore. The city has been claimed by our forces, the invaders have fallen back and there is nothing left to do but watch the fireworks from a distance. As for the likes of Clarie Clixx? Don't ever show your face in front of me. I won't promise our next confrontation will go as smoothly as this. This is merely a truce and this battle is far from over. If I see your disgusting face again, I will assault with no mercy. Keep that stored in your mind, you abomination. As for you, Demon Queen? You should listen to Dr.Hebi and watch those whom you call an ally. That beast isn't one to keep close. And to everyone else: I'm just done with this."

Echoing those words out to the range of Melbourne, in one flash, The Primera Espada was gone and off to the depths of The Hollow Realm. It didn't matter took place in the city at this place, as it was nothing more than a distant memory to her as The Royal Mischevang soon closed her eyes and let the darkness of her world consume her; dissipating to the depths of her laboratory to recover in silence.

For now, it was all over for the girl. There was no need to think about this cursed place anymore. It was finally...done.

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Wed Feb 05, 2014 4:50 am

Artist: Trinity Blood OST - Song: Requim Inori - Word Count: 3046

What was going on? Why was this happening? Why were they targeting her all of a sudden? Claire was slowly becoming confused as she stayed on her knees, panting due to the level of pressure she was under from Summoning the Magnum. She watched as Zefonse disappeared to appear near the Magnum and attack it. Claire was looking up, eyes full of confusion and sadness as she watched him attack her weapon all out. Before Rose could even attempt to question his motives or even take action towards stopping him, Hebi took his shot. Claire was still in Flicker, making her incorporeal and immune to physical contact, so him attacking her with physical attacks was a bit out of question, but due to Claire’s sudden surprise of his attack, Claire’s flicker malfunctioned for just a moment. As Hebi’s attacks went right through Claire, her heart raced and for just a split second, Flicker shut down as the very shockwave of Hebi’s attack managed to seep through Claire’s wavelength and reach her true destination between dimensions. The shockwave was fast and powerful as it shot Claire from her former position about 30 yards as she collided hard with the ground and rolled onto her stomach. Groans and small cries of pain could be heard as she was in pain, not only from Hebi’s odd attack, but from the Magnum also imposing it’s constant state of pressure on Claire’s body. Questions repeated in her head over and over, why was this happening? Why were they attacking her instead of trying to solve their differences? Due to the lack of hope and radiating despair coming from not only Claire, but the surrounding parties, Claire could begin to feel herself slip. She couldn’t even hear Magnolia speak to her as she laid on the ground, trying to keep herself together still between dimensions. While struggling, she could hear a voice in the back of her head…

It was Blood Queen…

Claire’s world became dark all of a sudden, as she was pulled into Blood Queen’s realm, and she was furious. She sat atop her throne of bones and blood as she glared down at the dying shape of Hope that Claire was supposed to represent. She stood as she walked towards Claire, the world slowly began to enter a sound of resonating cries and shrieks of fear as Claire was beginning to shake as Blood Queen walked closer and closer. Her red dress following her elegant form, like a Vampire walking towards it’s prey to be taken down like the weakling it really is. The Black Masquerade Mask showing no sense of happiness within Blood Queen as the very sense of malice could be felt form the core of the Queen of Existence. ”What did I tell you…” said Blood Queen in a tone that was quite hostile. Claire took a small step back, not knowing what was about to happen, but before Claire could try to turn and book it, Blood Queen already had her very essence in her grasp. Blood Queen’s fingers were glowing blue as they represented the very Existence Control that she has, being able to grab anything in existence and morph it, transform it, and control it. Blood Queen was truly a deadly and powerful weapon, but what made things worse, was the evil aura that Blood Queen was all about. ”B-Blood Queen stop this! Why are you doing this!?” Claire tried to reason with the woman that had nothing but hatred and anger coming from her as she took Claire, bringing her closer and gently placing a hand on her delicate face. She then, with her long and sharp nails, scratched Claire’s face, causing her to bleed. A small yelp could be heard from Claire as she felt the very claws of Blood Queen sink into her face, but was confused as why Blood Queen leaned in and licked the very blood pouring from her face. Blood Queen’s eyes began to glow red as she enjoyed the fear that was coming from Claire’s very being.

”You’ve forgotten. I own you, Claire. You’ve forgotten what you’re here for and what you represent… OBSERVE AND REMEMBER WHAT YOU ARE!!”

Without hesitation, Blood Queen grabbed onto Claire’s skull and Claire’s eyes shot out a beam of white light, as the Memories of all that had ever happened to her was reintroduced. The pain she has caused to millions and senseless slaughter and genocide she’s brought upon the world. From when she was alive, and she watched as her Parents before her die for no reason, to when she watched her Brother get stabbed through the heart trying to save Senna and herself. To when she was raped before her neck snapped from the power of the Warlord, and when the flames ate away at the skin of Ceon, Senna, and Herself. She remembered the very moment of when she stood in the burning remains of her home to Blood Queen asking what it was she wanted, ”For the World to drown in Despair…”. To when she stuck Ceon and Senna, and opened the Valley to the world to watch all being fight for power over the realm that was not theirs, and to even meeting Kin Iramasha, to follow him and help represent true power. The strongest Memories though were of the deaths of Iori Sugiura, breaking of Midori Sugiura, Destruction of London, Beating down Ashlei Clixx, and the beckoning of the Devil Sisters. All these memories began to surge into her mind as the very words outside coming from Rose Mischevang began to ring in the surroundings of Blood Queen’s lair so Claire could hear it. What others thought of her, and believed her to be. All these memories surged into Claire’s very mind in less than 20 seconds, and Blood Queen released Claire, as she formed into a lifeless body and slumped onto the ground. Blood Queen turned and approached her throne as she could begin to sense a being who was very familiar to Claire, and even Blood Queen herself. Blood Queen just laughed as she began to wonder how perfect the timing was that Claire’s own Devil Sister has arrived to ensure her final return to Despair be absolute?

”Welcome back Mana Asthavon… Lead my Puppet back into Despair for me~”

Blood Queen then simply sat down as she waited for what was to come next.

In the real world, Mana had manifested around Claire as she still laid on the ground. Though, the timing was perfect as she broke out of Flicker and was singling in the Living Realm of Earth now. She began to float as Mana stated she was here for her sister, and began to make an incantation towards their protection. Mana gently caressed the cheek that Blood Queen had scratched open just recently, stating to the unconscious and floating Claire that she was here for her now. The battle was over and she could feel the pain radiating from her “soul”. That was the trigger, as there was no pain, only Despair.

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Chains could be heard from all around and a very dark aura could be felt from the unconscious floating body before Mana. All on Australia would be able to feel a deep sense of Despair creep across the continent as the Memory Rosary of Despair was returning to control. Claire began to change, as her bust got much larger, her hair became darker, and her eyes opened slowly to no longer display a beautiful sense of sky blue, but instead a deep and dark red. There were flames behind her eyes as she looked forward at her dear sister Mana before her and slightly confused. She didn’t fully understand what has been happening up till now, but all that mattered was that she was back, and she felt free and relieved, especially to see her dear sister so close. Claire didn’t know what was said to her to this point, but her feet gently came in contact with the ground as she looked around her surroundings for a moment to take in what was going on. She could sense the very Magnum summoned, but not above her. It was like it was existing on all dimensions but this one, and she could also sense a figure in the distance to where the Magnum should be. What happened?

Before Claire could contemplate what happened to her Magnum, her concentration was broken by her dear Mana-Mana speaking to her. She stated that Claire should put away the weapon in the heavens as well as catch up for lost time. Just how long was Claire out of existence, as well as in Hope? Despair Clarie was slightly confused, but before she could reply to her dear sister, another being decided to try to interrupt their special moment. Hebi, a being Claire absolutely despises from her Hope and Despair forms, decided to let loose a little and attempt a full on scale attack towards Claire. Now, Mana’s barrier was up and Claire could sense it, but Claire didn’t even budge as Hebi scaled at her with alarming speeds. Was she too slow to realize it, or was she just flat out not scared? Instead, a devilish smile crept across her face as Hebi got closer and closer, but instead a lovely guest appeared to silence the babbling annoying being that was the Doctor for Claire instead. Her flame eyes just looked at the woman known as Nozomi with a smile, as if telling her to keep her pet on a leash before she deals with him, but words weren’t necessary for a thing like this. As Nozomi and Hebi made their exit, it wasn’t long after Rose decided to leave a message for the returned being of Despair. She stated the battle was over, and Claire was confused. Usually a battle would mean more destruction and it seemed like nothing ever happened here. What Claire doesn't remember was that she used her Blanks not long ago to restore and rebuild much of the senseless damage that was caused by Magnolia and Jetta. Claire then looked at Rose in confusion when she told her that she’d attack her again if she ever saw her again. Now while Claire wasn’t threatened by a being as small as her, she was more confused as to whatever she did to her. Did Claire bring her despair at some point and she not remember? It’s not likely that Claire would ever forget about bringing Despair to someone, but perhaps it wasn't important to remember at this point. What was truly ironic was that most would much prefer Hope Claire, as Despair Claire is much more sinister, evil, and unforgiving. Either way, Claire was beginning to feel slightly annoyed and looked over to her lovely Devil Sister and smiled from ear to ear…

”Mana-Mana~ It is indeed lovely to see you again. I’ve missed you dearly, but you know me better than anyone, and you know I cannot leave this place without a little something to leave behind. Besides, I’m beginning to feel insulted that all these pests don’t remember what I am~”

With that, Claire turned her back to Mana for just a second as she waved her hand in the air, and in the heavens above, a giant void was opened and once again, the Valley of Screams was opened just like before when Claire attacked Earth the first time. It laid between Soul Society and Earth, thus the image of Earth would be seen from the skies of Soul Society, and visa-versa. Claire’s goal wasn’t to bring the collapse of the two realms, but something different instead. You see, it’s commendable that Zefonse and Hebi attempt to destroy that which is above them, but no one can stop the Magnum. Just then, millions of Blanks emerged from the Valley’s opening to reform the entire Magnum in the sky above in less than eight seconds. As the Magnum finished completion, the Valley closed as Soul Society and Earth were no longer visible to one another, and it was all over in a flash. The power was still loaded into the chamber, but now was the time that Claire properly reintroduce herself into the world, and that she has returned.

”GIVE MOMMA SOME KISSES MAGNUM!!! FIRE!!!”

Just then, the Magnum began to light up and emanate a power that the entire planet could feel. The power within the Magnum was not only all the energy she took from Nozomi and her syphon from the Black Hole, but was some energy from the Blanks that decided to fill it to add extra oomph. The blast fired from the Magnum, and it was so powerful that it couldn’t be stopped by any natural force, due to it’s destructive power being on par to cause mass destruction. Not only that, but the Cannon was fired from all dimensions meaning whatever it hit, it was meant to wipe it from existence on all planes, ensuring it will not revive from any form. But what might confuse some parties is that the blast was not fired towards earth. No, the large white beam that shot out of the cannon was instead firing towards the sun. From the naked eye, most would not be able to see where it was heading, but though with telescopes or the ability to see things from a magnetized point of view, the blast was heading for Earth’s neighbor Planet Venus. The shot was so fast and so potent that stopping it would require much work, let alone some sort of sacrifice. The power alone was enough to eradicate an entire planet, and it's speed was enormous, but fact was that Venus was so many miles away it would take but a little bit of time before it could collide with the surface and made due. Either way, due to her pent up stress and annoyance, Claire felt like releasing that stress by firing the weapon that is known for destroying existence, let alone she's never had the chance to fire it before. She's summoned it before, but never had the chance to fire it due to her being stopped and thus the Magnum would have no controller. Either way, when the blast does collide, it'll make for a wonderful show for those expecting a wonderful display of fireworks...

”Heh… Hehehe…. HEHEHEHAHA.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Claire’s eyes, engulfed in flames as the pupils were dilated and a smile spread from ear to ear, as she watched the blast head towards it's destination, it’s very life to be robbed by the power of Despair and this will surely prove a worthy welcome to all those who don’t remember the fear to feel in the presence of Claire. Blood Queen was smiling as the return of her favorite host seemed to have returned in full fruit, and Claire even knew what it meant for her return. She was back, and she could remember that Ceon, Senna, and even little Neviah were alive too. All perfect fuel to provide to the Magnum and bring the collapse of Existence. But of course, that wasn’t allowed without the permission of her Master, Kin Iramasha. It’s been ages since Claire has seen her Master, and she missed him so much. Kin has saved Claire many times, and she’s saved him as well, making her love and affection unsurpassable by any other towards Kin. She wanted to see him, she wanted to hear him, and most of all, she wanted to have him. But before Claire can try to have her Master, she must tend to the lovely being before her who she loved very much, Mana-Mana.

Settling down, Claire dropped her hands as she looked forward towards Mana with a smile. Claire was wobbling a little bit, displaying she was tired and a bit drained, as a shot like that will surely take all the power of any being. ”What do you think dear Mana-Mana? Think I’ve made my return known?” asked Claire as she approached her lovely Sister. Before she could stop, she fell forward, collapsing in front of her sister and panting a little bit, as even though Hope made it appear the Magnum was difficult to control, Despair only proved that the Magnum was indeed a very deadly and powerful weapon to summon. Little giggles could be heard from Claire as she held her embrace of the Demon Queen, the thought of Venus blowing up in her mind as she love the thoughts of Despair to flow from every being in fear, but what was better was that now everyone around the world must be in defense. The destruction of Venus means that chunks and pieces of the planet will now possibly collide with Earth, and it now means summoning many forces and defenses to ensure nothing too large collides and causes mass destruction. The thoughts of people dying and crying in despair only made Claire shiver in anticipation and get goosebumps with the thrill of the massacre. The Flames that rested in Claire’s eyes had settled and disappeared as she just giggled lightly and spoke to her sister.

”Mana-Mana… I wanna see Master… Would you be a doll and take your sister home? She needs rest <3”

Claire reached an arm around Mana, hoping that Mana would provide the support she needed so they may walk together back to the Kokuryuteshi realm, or wherever Mana wanted to take her. Claire didn’t mind. Just as long as she was off the rock known as Australia. The place annoyed her for some reason and she didn’t want to be around there anymore. Either way, Claire did what she was aiming for, and that was a message to all beings within existence. That Despair has returned, and it was in the form of a Memory Rosary. Shadow of Kin Iramasha, Devil Sister to Mana Asthavon, Blood Queen, all known as Claire Clixx was back, and she was going to bring about a tsunami of Despair to all who stand before her.

[[EXIT STAGE MANA]]

Fri Feb 28, 2014 12:23 pm

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Artist: DOVA-SYNDROME - Song: うさぎ - Word Count: 3305

What -- was this? Sensing the tide of warning beginning to shift, the final blowout of this war was certainly beginning to change. From her wide-scope of perception thanks in part to The Demon's enhanced senses, Mana was able to detect a wide variety of changes in the volume, mass and output of various spiritual, elemental and other forms of energy becoming increasingly less apparent throughout the once catalytic continent of Australia. Instead? The ones that remained were now focusing on pinpointed locations and it seemed as if the final act of this war was coming into play. Although it was of no real concern to herself, the fact that her brother had left the depths of Bendigo seemed to imply to her that the element of war was gradually lifting away from this battle ravaged land. At the very least, it seemed that most of her family appeared to have made it out of this incident in one piece. There were no known casualties to those whom she associated herself with and it allowed her set sight on the situation coming to its own conclusion in Melbourne, Australia.

This led to The Royal Demoness being thrown back into reality. It felt like a switch had been pulled; for the lights in Mana's eyes surely brightened once this internal conflict had sorted itself out. There wouldn't be much time to worry about other locations for the time being until the mess of this city was at last cleared up. And to start things off? She'd chuckle ever so slightly at the sounds of a distressed father reaching into the depths of this forsaken metropolis. Coming in like a blazing inferno, when The Asthavon began hearing the words Zin Yuudeshi steadily reach her ears, she paid no real heed to the warning.

Why did Mana pay no mind to this threat issued out to her? Haha, that's a rather easy question to answer. In this woman's perception, even in the most vile of creatures, the sentiments of family rang strong. Reflecting on why she was even here to begin with, The Queen of Demon's ONLY arrived in Australia due to the simplistic fact that those she held dear to her broken heart were in obvious danger and she yearned to save them from this fate. Even with her own body in coming back from the abyss of death, or -- rather, perhaps the fact that her psyche and being were pushed to that edge. In this way, Mana needed to thrust herself into a conflict. Indeed, she had to avert her gaze from that grim fate she endured in the outlands of Demon World.

Coming in like an unwanted storm, streams of images of her bloodied and beaten body in the outlands of an unknown realm poured down like an unforgetting torrent of rain. The all too grim reality that her body required the sustenance of chaos, destruction and madness to maintain it's existence caused the girl to zone out. In this moment, the life within the woman's eyes briefly faded to grey. As all hushed throughout the woman's auditory functions, these words would creep past that malfunction and echo once more into her psyche: "You are this world's Yin. Without Yin, there can be not Yang...which would mean the end of this world's balance. Do you understand what this means? You are on your own from here. Fail to find your resolution and you will die, creature of Discordia."

Snapping out of that funk, the head of The Queen shook quite violently for a few moments as she came back to the surface of her consciousness once more. If one were able to pick up on these ques, it was apparent something was bothering The Wicked Demon. Although, she'd sooner deal with these inward complications herself than attempt to resolve such matters in the middle of a war. So, there was nothing she could do but exhale out into a world a soft sigh that released the stress and strain overflowing in her body like a never ending stream. Understanding what she was, knowing the state of her psyche and realizing what was at stake, she'd know better than to let those experiences get to her.

Thus, to breathe a sense of familiarity back from this bizarre funk, Mana's sights were soon set on the retreating Jetta Yuudeshi. Being able to retrieve the thoughts earlier made on Zin Yuudeshi's desire to protect his family, it would appear as if The Crimson Haired Yuudeshi decided to heed her father's advice and pull back from it. The Queen would hold no harsh judgement on this girl's actions. Given the outcome of this war? Even to the Queen of Chaos, that would be an ill advised plan to fight against these odds for a dying battle. Therefore, with The Vizard Girl out of the way, that would be yet another stepping stone towards putting a completion to this long-drawn out battle.

Switching her focus to the likes of The Mad Doctor, there was a great sense of shift in the male's overall tone presence. Everything from the way his energy vibrated into the universe, to how the man's voice was steadily sounding more concerned and the general aura his physical body language screamed to her -- was one of distress. It puzzled Mana to be posed that question: "Do you...KNOW what you are shielding?" Those words repeated themselves within her head like a broken record for what seemed like an eternity. That is, before she recovered her grip on reality. Following that instance, The Queen decided to dwell down into herself to internally investigate WHY she was indeed protecting her.

Was it not because Claire was her sister? Hazy memories swamped down on the fog of Mana's psyche like an overwhelming wave of confusion and displacement. Going over the collection of experiences, interactions and words spoken between the trio that was The Sister Of Chaos there was something off. There was a great sense of comradery, sisterhood and bond between them; that could not be debated in the slightest. However -- what pulled them together in the first place? Ashlei Mischevang, Claire Clixx and Mana Asthavon; these three were the masters, tamers and manipulators of the art of chaos, destruction, lunacy and all things mad. Yet, the ties in which they held were most certainly forged because of that fact.

Ever since the first day Mana had laid eyes upon these two embodiments of her origins, there was a massive pull among all of them that had yanked them all into the same line of work. Could this have been yet another sub-conscious act from her nature? It was all unfathomable what had occurred after fateful meeting in the sands of Hueco Mundo three years ago. The hardships to keep their family together certainly cemented the bonds these creatures of wickedness had. From the daunting unity of power that was forged under the banter of Shadow Fall, a sense of trust was certainly forged as well being able to lead Demon's and Hollow's in one group. Through the battles they waged together in London, Malaysia and even within the depths of themselves; they certainly had sentiments of alliship forged. They'd even go as far as to save themselves at one time or another when each sister were at their breaking point from their elements.

But, even with all of that said, it still failed to answer the question: Why did Mana protect Claire? Was it out of her an expression of a genuine nature to shield her family from harm? Or was it perhaps a subconscious ordeal of her power to protect that which represented herself? As this quandary rang harder within herself, and combined with the scattered sense of mind that Mana's ego was under, it was uncertain how she could respond to such a thing when everything within her worldly view was being put under question in such a way. Eyelid twitching ever so slightly, taking a glance down at the frenzied Dr.Hebi unveiled -- something off putting.

Setting her gaze upon him, the words The Mad Doctor uttered out to The Queen indeed reached her ears, but the male's physical body was entirely corrupted. Being induced into a state of mind that caused Mana to begin hallucinating , the head of Dr.Hebi appeared to be looped off entirely. Proceeding that, the man's intestines were seen gushing out of his stomach like a never-ending stream. In his chest? A rotted out hole smoldered into where his heart would be. After a few moments, a hollowed out head that resembled a raisin took root. Opening up in it's face were eyes, a mouth and nose filled with blackness. Moaning out the sorrow, an ungodly screech cried out from this unnerving creatures.

In response to this outcry to the world? Dozens of wounds opened up across Dr.Hebi's skin, bleeding the crimson essence of life that oozed itself into the ground. Taking not long to forge, it began to form a cryptic symbol of words in a language only known to Demon World. In it, this phrase was wrote out: "Your heart is dying. Turn back." Booming static, akin to a television set gone bad, had started to blacken the area following that translation. Seizing the lands in an undying grip, these conflicting thoughts materialized themselves into reality as the city of Melbourne soon lost it color. Colors dissipated, the skies darkened and all that was left was a black and white hue to engulf the city.

Although there was no apparent damage done to the city, a chilled wind overcame the city as the void within The Queen's heart made all things frigid. Watching the actions of Dr.Hebi against Claire, they would all be futile as Nozomi could easily restrict him just as much as The Blood Queen could defend herself. Glancing behind herself at The Rosary of Despair, for a brief moment in time, nothing but an abyss of endless nothing took hold of Mana's vision. It felt damp, it felt empty and ultimately like she never existed to begin with. Could it have been her mind playing tricks yet again? Or maybe things weren't as golden as Mana once imagined them?

Shaking her head to rid such trickery away from her vision, The Demoness diverted her attention away from such bleak matters and decided to address the statements in which The Lunatic Man raved out to the heavens. In this time of exchange, she'd regain her composure as a more somber expression crept across The Queen's face. Her body relaxed, mind became functional and thoughts more manageable to bare. Fixating her sights upon The Mad Doctor, this lunacy he generated enticed her to an extent. So, letting out a soft sigh to expel unsteady vibes within herself -- she'd begin.

"I was...all alone in that void. Within me, throughout me, around me; this discord clings to my essence and spreads onwards into eternity. Eternal discordia that began long before my time was born on this realm, and eternity that will be here long after my spirit expires. All that is light, all that is darkness; that which is life, and that which is death; this spectrum of existence is as ephemeral as a comet's tail in the vast, cold and infinite night of space.

In this way, the very phenomenon of our realism is fleeting at best. The lines of logic, the notions of rationality and the grips of sanity are momentary. Much like the enigma of absolute chaos, so to is the depth of understanding. It's bewildering, it's unsettling; but it ultimately is. That is our reality. I am compelled against all sense to protect that which is my own blood. Fret not over trivialities that parallel ye's mind away from the uncertainty of this nature and universe we share. It's unfathomable to fully comprehend, yet it still is. Free yourself of this burden, and have a restful slumber. Ingesting too much sanity into a world that breeds insanity -- is foolishness, my dear boy."

Conveying these words to Dr.Hebi, even in the event that he fainted long before these sentiments could reach him, Mana would sow the seeds of her dialogue into a auditory spell meant to awake him upon his return to consciousness. So covering the bases of The Mad Doctor's Rampage, those gem green eyes of hers were directed towards the scarlet glow of The Lone Quincy. There honestly wasn't much to be exchanged between the two after all that had occurred. Really, what could even be said in the light of this chaos? A simple and objective line of speech had been uttered out from the lips of Nozomi. Stating such facts as the annihilation of their opposition, the sanctity of this city and the overall completion of this mission; it gave the impression she was a very-to-the point person. To which, Mana gave a questionable eyebrow raise. Could such a person maintain their sanity around an entity who breathed such madness?

"That is fair, my darling. After all that has taken place in this city? I'm sure it must be a relief to finally get this drawn out battle over with, no?" Pausing for a moment, a slight chuckle escaped her lips. Gradually easing in intensity, the tenseness of her nature started to seep away. To those who witnessed this transition? It may even seem as if her body had already been at work to somehow withhold the balance within The Queen. One which kept the woman's internal structure uncompromised and from falling apart. At any rate, she'd persist in her exchange with The First Quincy.

"Be sure to take good of him." Pointing at the unconscious Dr.Hebi, Mana made sure to infer directly who she was referring to. "It's going to take a not-so-sound mind to care for a not-so-stable man. I wouldn't want one as composed as yourself to fall prey to such -- madness." With yet another soft chuckle, she'd turn away from Nozomi before giving her a parting glance. "That's all my dear. You are free to go now along with the Primera." Nudging her head towards Rose Mischevang, the words in which the feisty Arrancar exchanged were of no concern to Mana. If it became violent? She'd deal with it herself. To her? It was nothing but love screaming out from the depths of The Royal Mischevang's soul out of concern for her sisters. These were issues that had to be solved at a different time. There wasn't much time to indulge in such personal affairs with the closing of this war swiftly coming about.

It mattered not where the remnants of Zefonse lay, it seems he was far too caught up in the destruction of Magum to clearly see that this battle was coming to a close one way or another. Aligned with some of the fellow spirits that partook in this dance of death, Mana very much thought along the same lines as The God of War's actions as being nothing but futile, hasty and childish. There was no reason to even bother with tampering that which was The Magnum Of Existence. Was it not clear to him as it were to everyone else? These conflicts would all be resolved by the grace of lunacy. So, with a shake of her head, The Demoness believed that would be his problem to bare for reacting so rashly. For right now? There were more pressing matters to attend to.

Hearing the words of The Blood Queen ring out to her, Mana nodded her head to acknowledge this return with a soft smile. Breathing fresh life into the husk that was The Danava of Discord and Madness, the lunacy that bled off from The Memory Rosary of Despair's mere presence was enough to nourish Mana's body with finely tuned -- madness. Akin to finding the holy grail of nourishment, The Demoness's body devoured the waves of endless mania that exuded from Claire's form. It was delicious, it was familiar and it was so right. "I could say much of the same for your arrival in such a place. With the reunion of our two spirits, there is no need for letting such insults get under your skin in that way. We've retrieved pieces of ourselves during the absurdity of this conflict, have we not? So blow off some steam, if you so desire, but remember what we've attained thus far: our bond."

After that moment, nothing but a low, grim laugh escaped Mana's lips after Claire went on to perform the rituals associated with her little -- trinket. It was all a spectacular display of power, destruction and, essentially, absurdity itself! To wield such strength, to volley out such annihilating blast and to hold the power which made minds like The Mad Doctor come to a standstill -- WAS MADDENING! For a brief few moments, a more warming gaze swept over Mana's eyes; briefly forming her fangs to consume, ingest and make this lunacy her own to feed and grow. Laughing a bit more audibly, it all served to awake her further; as the deadened circles under The Queen's eyes dissipated ever so quickly after that unveiling of carnage.

Pulling Claire back upwards to her feet after taking a stumble down on the ground from releasing too much of her precious energy at once, Mana was indeed pleased with what had taken place. "I think it's a wonderful thing, my sister. Chaos will always been known; it's a matter of simply bringing it out for the world to remember. So the return of something that is a fundamental value of existence is nothing more than a cycle repeating itself. Don't let this merry-go round throw you off in such a way again. For now, I'll take you home if you so desire. Let us take flight from this accursed land and leave this damned rock behind. I've much grown tired of looking at it myself."

And with those words uttered out, Mana's energy fluctuated like a bird soaring to the skies and a burst of green energy soon dispelled the blackness of the city; going on to seal Melbourne within the aura of the Demon Queen. Yes, shattering what was left of The War Time Barrier, Mana's presence enveloped the whole of Melbourne, became one with Dr.Hebi's Madness and made it so no sane person could break this shield without putting all of their soul and spirit into it; and having the power to match that fiersity. In that way, this would also allow control be directed to Shadow Fall and The Kokuryuteshi to filter, control and modify as they so fit. For, through connecting this to many sorts of micro machines from K-World, it was but a stitch for Mana to sync them with her power and thus connect them to the hive network that they all shared among The Kokuryuteshi, The Monusta and Shadow Fall.

Thus, proceeding that moment, a horde of Shadow Fall Troops soon started storming the city from the North, while Kokuryuteshi operatives came from the south. The signal had been given, the city was theirs for the taking and it would be quite the war trinket to possess from this conflict overall. Letting them sort out the mess, it was all irrelevant what happened after that point in The Queen's point of view. Being consumed by the shadow's themselves, Claire and Mana would soon be heading towards the direction of The Kokuryuteshi's realm in order to drop The Memory Rosary of despair where she belong: with her loving master -- Kin Iramasha. So in a hurry, and in a flash, they disburse from the scene and would thus conclude the chapter that was the saga of Melbourne.

[EXIT & END THREAD]

Fri Feb 28, 2014 5:03 pm

「LOCKING OUT THIS THREAD」

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Well, it seems that this thread has come to a close. Since it's taken Raiki almost a month to get his post out, I decided to go ahead and skip him and just end the thread so we can end up one step closer towards ending the Australia Event. So with that final blowout, I'd like to bring a close to Melbourne and put the final nail in the coffin of this conflict.