Re: If you can’t soar with the eagles, then don’t fly with the flock.

Tue Feb 16, 2016 10:47 pm

Artist:Twenty-one pilotsSong: Polarize Word Count: Nine hundred and fifteen

River would watch curiously as the first Vidvansaka’s attack would be avoided. He was quick, but how long could he keep it up? She had too see, no.. she had to know. Golden eyes would narrow as Kamui gripped her soldier’s head tightly. A smile would tug at the corner of her lips and she’d feel the excitement behind this enigma start too dance in her stomachs, as if scared rabbits, caught in a cage. Watching the blast her eyebrow would perk up curiously. The head would have been obliterated upon impact, as the bodice would be thrown into the air and almost be devoured by the mist. The creature’s body would skid across the ground and it’d stop at it’s horse’s hooves. How, powerful.. too send her fellow soldier flying. Of course, he hadn’t killed her warrior.. but it’d be headless until it’d die. River would click her tongue off the roof of her mouth. If they needed eyes too see, that’d be an issue for it. The riderless creature would snort, and let out a cry and the mist would thicken for only a moment before the headless Vidvansaka would stand up as he blocked the attack of the axe-wielding Vidvansaka.

The strength of the blow would cause a gust too kick in the ground, and her eyes would narrow onto the weakness. Watching as he summoned his blade, and with a blink of her eyes; River would watch as the Vidvansaka would lose it’s weapon, and she’d tilt her head. ”...Oh....” She seemed too watch him like some sort of predator now, the curious spark from earlier had slowly been dying down; and something more dangerous had been set aflame in those glowing Danava as her lips would form into a crooked smirk. There it was, the beast she kept locked up in a tight box, a steel cage that she hid away in the darkest corner, of the loneliest hallway in her mind- how much longer could that cage hold, with all this beautifully antagonizing power.

Tempting the angel too hang it’s halo

As he would move too attack the axe-wielding warrior, the horse would kick back it’s front legs, taking the blow for it’s master. The blow would knock her now weaponless warrior too the ground, it’d roll however, and move too it’s feet. The wings that he would grab, would belong too the horse, it’s body now in half however, the creature would be standing, a tad unevenly and no blood would be coming from it’s bodice, however mist would be pooling out, causing the mist too become a bit thicker. He had done damage too the beast, and it’s Rider would grab at the back legs of the dismembered horse, before tossing it at him with all of its force. The Vidvansaka didn’t need a weapon, especially if it still had it’s horse... well, about 45 percent of it’s horse. River’s hands would go too her mouth, as she held back her soft giggle at her warrior’s antics. ”Oh, that’s just bad form...” it’d be the male voice of Chrrybdis-Scyllia, ”I give it a ten out of ten.” the female voice of Chryybdis-Scyllia would speak up after it’s other half.

”What’s a French, Chrrybdis-Scyllia?” River would ask as she’d flick her wrist, daggers would fly out from the mist from behind her, aimed at Kamui. It had been another one of her Vidvansakas, another white one, riding a horse. Three on one hardly seemed fair, but River had been too busy in a conversation with her partner. ”Remember that one place you invaded, that one life time.” The female voice of Chrrybdis-Scyllia would speak up. ”When I was Golden-eyed No one?” ”Yeah, that one. the male voice of Chrrybdis-Scyllia would speak up. ”Oh, well I died not long after we got there...” she’d murmur too herself and her partner.

She’d speak up again, as the headless-vidvansaka would swing it’s spear downwards, this time expecting him too jump over it, as it swung it, the horse it had been riding would jump over the white vidvansakas weapon-horse(the damaged Horse that was thrown at him) and move too crash into Kamui once more- an attack coming head on and an attack from above.

”I’m not too sure what a French Stick is, Kamui-kun but I am quiet fond of the outfit i have right now.

So, four out of her five Vidvansaka had revealed their selves, she’d glance lazily too the thickening mist. She’d have too activate her secondary sight soon, before the mist because a veil over the lands. She’d sigh and look too the damaged Vidvansaka- atleast, the horse part. It seemed he’d figure out the missing piece of killing her warriors off. ”Anta Lana...” she’d move too summon more in the mist, simply five more however- she’d keep the dual-wielding shadow Vidvansaka at her side, after all in this state, River wasn’t one for battle, this Shadow Vidvansaka had been her guardian.

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Wed Feb 17, 2016 2:17 am

Artist: Mogeko Castle - Song: MaouDamashii Town 10 - Word Count:

"Ah damn...most things without their heads are powerless."

Kamui had turned around to see his first or second or he was really losing track of which of these things were which victim. He had relieved the creature of its head, and all that seemed to really do was annoy it. Of course, he had more luck with the horse. As he turned to see the results of his second offensive, he was left slightly disappointed again. That wasn't the thing he wanted to kill, though the end result was a little amusing. The creature was spewing the mist it was comprised of as if it were its very blood. Were these things more organic than Kamui had surmised or was it simply a creepy little aesthetic touch on the part of them? Kamui's head tilted ever so slightly as the the remains of that horse were lifted up in to the air...and then was moving through the air...right toward his face. A low whistling sound escaped Kamui as the equine half flew toward him as his center of gravity dropped again before those bent knees pushed hard off the ground, launching Kamui back in the air, playfully flipping through the air as his movements synchronized with the horse's half a torso as it hit the ground and skidded across the ground. Kamui's descent landed straight on the horse as a wild grin splayed across his face, riding the half a torso a few meters as they slid across the ground. As they moved, Kamui reached his sword down and lopped the remaining wing off the creature. Maybe this one would give him his stick. As he did that however, the creature below him immediately broke apart dispersing in to the mist it had been so capriciously bleeding all over the place moments earlier. Was that how to kill them? Both wings?

Kamui's eureka moment however was cut short as a sharp slicing pain grazed across his cheek. His hand quickly snapped up and caught the second blade before it could further antagonize him, and force a brief moment anger flashed across his face. He had been specifically not using his mystic eyes prior to that little toss, he felt it'd cheapen the encounter. Now however, that restraint was gone. In fact, a lot of restraint was gone. Kamui was growing a little bored of this and while the novelty of these creatures was amusing at first, all she seemed to be doing was making more of them. If numbers were all she had then they were going to have to do something else, it was just going to be boring from then on. He looked back at her as the mist substance started to billow around him and caught her eye, an eye keenly watching him. She wanted a display then? That could be arranged. Kamui's eyes slowly began to shift in shade. His normal, soft eyes started to glimmer, gleaming for a moment before the color slowly began to fade away in a sea of white. Then the white slowly began to shift in to a golden hue as light seemed to shine from them, a golden glow only showing faintly through the mist. A soft smile returned to Kamui's features as the rest of his face became obstructed in the mist, cutting off his conventional eyesight and the view of the boy himself. Then the creatures renewed their assault.

"Niflheim."

The incoming spear stopped a few feet away from Kamui's face as the particles that comprised the creature slowly began to slow, freezing in the most literal of terms as the particles themselves were hyper decelerated to an exaggerated degree. Causing the creature to literally freeze in place. When the second one bounded over top of the first one, Kamui's eyes shifted up to the creature before turning to walk away. The creature flew past him, its body's particles freezing in an ever so familiar way as Kamui slowly walked out of the mist and back in to view. His eyes slowly scanned around to each active Vidvansaka as his cantus forcefully inserted his magic in to the areas they physically existed. Their particles losing all motility as the ones before them, each one she had conjured being frozen in place. A soft sigh escaped Kamui as his head lowered. It was a fun game while it lasted. The particles around the creatures wings would suddenly go from a dead stop to a hyper-accelerated state. As this happened, the friction from the moving particles would alight the wings, slowly burning the solid mist away as if they were an especially flammable wick. Kamui turned those glowing golden eyes toward River, blood gently trickling down his cheek.

"Inferno."

The second the wings hand finished burning, large pyres of flame would suddenly erupt around each Vidvansaka, huge spires of fire reaching as high as fifteen meters as. The sheer heat from the spires themselves charred the ground around them, even the spots the fire itself did not touch burned from the sheer heat as the air around them grew dry and unpleasant. Assuming his movements were successful, the creatures would be completely eradicated. Of course, their world was perfect for an anime and anime's required epic, badass, and cripplingly self-awareness lacking speeches proceeding every act of badassery, and Kamui certainly wasn't going to pass up the chance to deliver a bad ass speech, pump his tires, and flaunt his rather massive ego. He wasn't a human, whatever part of him that was human existed only to serve the Sugiuran Blood in his veins. That was a point of pride for him and it was one he had little trouble showcasing.

"Kamui Cruor, Crown Prince of the Northern Kingdom and foremost Magus of the Sugiuran People. This is over. Don't worry, I'll let you keep the outfit."

Wed Feb 17, 2016 3:11 am

Artist:Melanie Martinez Song: Training wheels Word Count: 853

It seemed too happen all too quickly, yet anger or annoyance didn’t swim in her eyes. No, something far more.. dangerous swam in those golden orbs. No sign of the kind woman he had met. It seemed as the flames of his Inferno burned near her, she wouldn’t flinch in pain, no, her eyes would stay on him. Once the flames would die down it seemed the area would be the same, and River would be smiling too him softly, her dark locks had been shadowing her eyes, as she would look too the remains of her Vidvansaka.

”...such power.” An edge would be too her voice, as if a scientist who had found a new element, an explorer on it’s lost city. Mist would be swirling from each of the spots, or craters that had been left behind by his great attack. ”Yay! River can be herself.” it’d be the male voice too Scyllia-Chrrybdis, and he almost seemed excited too this revelation. ”I warned her. the female voice of Scyllia would chime after her other half. The auto-mail like creature would disappear and reappear closer too Kamui, but at least half way between the two. ”I’m excited the stupid mutt get’s too see River at her fullest. ”Don’t be rude, Scyllia. I am quiet sorry about this, but I think River wants too continue the fight." it’d be the male half of Chrrybdis-Scyllia. One of it’s rotting arms (out of four) would point back too the Danava of Dysphoria, almost a bit lack-lustered. ”Sinners, saints, saviors... angels and demons, they are all alike.” River would suddenly speak up, as she’d look too him. ”Cause no body ever survives...” she’d place her fingers gently at her temples, before she would feel it.

The beast had clawed it’s way out of it’s tight cage, and there was a need in her, it was over-whelming and building, so close too the surface. Her Black wings would suddenly outspread. ”Hey, atleast this means you get too see a side of her no one living ever has.” Scyllia would cackle as their form would fade into mist. River would hold her wand up and then point it at him.

”Aṅghā hōnā

The mist would explode through out the area suddenly- sprouting from his scorched earth like hungry plants out reaching the sky. Each spot, where a Vidvansaka had been, both the horse and rider and eventually he wouldn’t even be able too see his own hands in front of him. That wouldn’t be the only sense he’d lose, River’s scent and energy would flood the area, as if the mist would drag it along the foreground, no matter where he would turn there would be mist, and it’d always feel as if River had been right behind him, or next too him- hell, she could have been in front of him.

” Mērē pīchē ā'ō ...” her words would dance through the mist, and even though he wouldn’t be able too see the marvelous display of River’s transformation. He’d feel it, her powers rising. That marvelous display? Well, River’s dark wings would suddenly explode in a barrage of feathers as they would dance around her and her wand, painting her skin and weapon in the ebony feathers before slowly molding and forming into tight armor around the golden eyed warrior. She seemed too lose her mage like appearance, and even the wand would transform under the feathers; it’d elongate too more than half the size of River, however she would hold it in her left hand freely, cracking her right wrist as the shadowy figures began too dance in the mist around them.

The mist, too a normal person would be an issue too maneuver, however River seemed too be created for her abilities- shocking: Her eyes had viewed objects a bit differently in this state, she didn’t see in the sense of forms and figures, no, she didn’t want to say she saw in energy, because she saw things that had been void of energy. Everything left a trail, a trace that affected the world in one way or another, she’d like too think she saw things how they should have been,unfortunately, she had never thought of the perfect words too string together too explain it.

In that sense, Kamui wasn’t just the Prince of whatever continent or country he stated, it wasn’t something she was familiar with, Kamui was the prince of the play ground, and his playful jeers had summoned forth something far less childish, however it did have the intention too play. She’d take a step forward, and suddenly rush him. Her movement would be barely audible, and she’d swing the great blade suddenly, however, it’d land next too him, if he didn’t move.

~~Oh little angel, have you lost your halo now?~~

”I....can’t...stop...now. Forgive me.”

The blade would move sideways now in an attempt too trip him.

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Wed Feb 17, 2016 11:58 pm

Artist: Mogeko Castle - Song: MaouDamashii Town 10 - Word Count:

Kamui's eyes followed the surges of mist that perforated from the creatures that he had just destroyed and spread through the area. The boy didn't react, his glowing eyes scanning through the area. This was...new and interesting and carried the familiar scent that he was growing to sincerely enjoy. Of course, the scent was secondary, it wasn't the predominant concern at the moment. What was concerning was that the mist was even able to obstruct Kamui's Bateria Szemek. It couldn't completely obstruct his senses, the Mystic Eye's ability to track and process energy wasn't blocked or anything, the eyes were still registering all the points of energy all around him...however, even for him, the sheer amount of sensory input was difficult to make sense of since easy particle of mist was both the same and were countless. Normally, a typical "smoke" or "dust" cloud wouldn't bother him at all. Even if it looked the same to the naked eye, each and every particle in those clouds were different and those differences were things he could pick up on and read. This mist however wasn't natural, it didn't have the little imperfections that the particles did. It was just a wall of identical particles blocking his capacity to read the information.

The mist did little to obstruct his capacity to hear however and the River's words were not missed. Kamui didn't really understand them, but he knew incantations when he heard them. Kamui's hand flexed on the handle of his weapon for a brief moment before releasing it, the small laser sword proceeded to vanish out of thin air, once more demonstrating his relationship with the space-time continuum was more than a little fluid. The man took a deep breath as he tried to focus on a solution to the situation. He had never run in to anything that the Bateria Szemek could not pierce through. With more time he could learn to filter out all the information that the mist was presenting, the homogenized wall wouldn't completely shut him down in time, but time wasn't necessarily something he had right now. Kamui would have to play defensively for the time being. Kamui gently began channeling his psions in to the Eidos around his limbs, waiting patiently for her move. She struck quickly. The heavy weapon landed next to him in to the ground, Kamui had barely been able to track it on its way in. Those gold eyes, despite being a solid wall of gold, seemed to trail down to the weapon on the ground.

A small smile formed on his face as the woman spoke. Her words being remarkably hilarious. As the weapon picked up, now close enough that Kamui could follow the sounds of her movements alone, Kamui picked up his shin and, in a way, kicked the incoming massive weapon. A loud, metallic clang pierced through their misty battlefield as the weapon crashed in to his shin, Kamui's magic allowing his limbs to stand toe to toe, a little more literally than he might like, with the woman's weapon. Unfortunately for him, as strong as his magic was, it was still his own limb with his comparatively meager sense of strength versus a massive weapon. At the point where the blade met his limb, a small trickle of red slowly dripped out of the point of contact as it dribbled down his leg. If Kamui felt it, and he did, he showed no evidence of it, instead keeping those glowing eyes fixated on River. Kamui held his block there for a moment, leaving their weapons locked for a brief moment as he spoke, his voice positively giddy with excitement.

"Apologize for what? You've never been more beautiful."

As soon as the word beautiful left his lips, Kamui's hand angled itself toward the ground as a familiar burst of explosive energy fired from it, straight in to the ground. The blow kicked up dust and dirt in the area, but the true intent of the maneuver was to abuse a very simple principle of physics, everything has an equal and opposite reaction. With his limbs reinforced to handle the stress, Kamui's explosive launched him up in to the air as his knee simultaneously bent inward, giving way to the massive weapon and hopefully drawing her off balance as he shot in the air, his body flipping as his unwounded leg would snap down, aiming to deliver an axe kick to her shoulder before the follow through carried his body over top of hers, blood dripping gently toward her from his wounded leg as he landed behind her with a sense of grace that didn't quite fit what was a fight between two genuine monsters as Kamui, for the first time in a long time, was beginning to get truly excited.