Jamaica... not a bad place actually. [PRIVATE: Demonica]

Mon Sep 12, 2016 11:18 pm

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ENTER THE DEPTHS

Artist: Arrowhead & Zentra - Song: Funkyard - Word Count: 758

The Americas... Middle America specifically. Not entirely controlled by the demons, but, influence was spreading fast enough. When thinking about how many places were controlled by demons alone it was quite astonishing. Manic Mana had definitely been going on quite the conquest, and, she wasn't done; not even a little. And Jamaica was the perfect place for Arianda to go for a break, or, for a meeting with one of the most powerful demons. Since Mana was arguably the strongest demon, Arianda had a slight idea what she was dealing with. However, she would have no idea how to act around Demonica, what to and not do, and how exactly to react to certain things. Of course, she knew very little of Demonica's history, not knowing that both of them had once wandered the human world. While Arianda had never been labelled a monster by humans she was sure some thought she was. Well, that was the past. She only recently became part of shadow fall. Sometimes, her high position made her a little confused and wonder why Mana placed her at such a high rank off the bat, but, she didn't worry about it much. She was more worried about how to act around Demonica frankly.

As Arianda trudged through a relatively forested area she looked around and smiled softly; enjoying the sounds of the forest. She was definitely a strange demon to enjoy such noises, such feelings of solitude and silence, but, it was how she was. Being in the midst of a quiet area made her feel very relaxed. Her senses had slightly pulled her into state of reprieve. This caused her to ignore much, at least for a good while. She would come back to her senses when she sensed Demonica. She wouldn't recognize the energy trace but, she would definitely comprehend that it is powerful, to a ridiculous degree probably. For now, she enjoyed the blissful silence, well, and some good music. She was glad she took these headphones and the phone so long ago.

She stared at the phone for a second and then put it back into the pocket of her shorts. Course, the headphones and phone were always hidden by her clothes. This of course was because she doesn't like to be seen in general. But, those feelings were slowly being pushed away the longer she stayed with shadow fall. But, she would never lose herself... Hopefully.

As Arianda continued to walk in the forest, basically lost in herself, she slowly became aware to a large source of energy. She immediately shifted her thoughts to the energy. It was definitely not Mana's. In Arianda's mind she was sure it was Demonica's. It had the demonic-like tinge to it that most energy did. Of course, she likely wouldn't have felt it if she wasn't keeping an eye out for such a trace. Slowly, Arianda made her way towards where she felt the large amount of energy.

After a little bit of walking, jumping between trees, and general fast movement Arianda arrived at some sort of a clearing. She looked around, the energy much closer. She was unsure what she would find frankly, until she spotted exactly who she was looking for; Demonica. Although, she did not exactly expect what she saw. She looked at what appeared to be a 5'8" girl with a rather interesting hair style. She noticed that she had a larger chest than she anticipated. But, whatever, she was still ready to talk to her. Arianda slowly walked up to Demonica, announcing her presence shakily.

"H-Hello Demonica... I'm Arianda Vael... I believe you wanted to meet me? Or did I misinterpret things I have heard?"

She sighed softly, she cursed at herself for starting in such a way. Not the best way to introduce herself, but, it would have to do for now. At least until she found a better way to introduce herself to others in the future. Just stating your name likely isn't the best thing to do on a first meeting, but, it's not a terrible thing either. She sighed softly and looked on at Demonica. She had no idea how she would react to this red hooded demon, with scissors on her back, randomly appearing in the middle of Jamaica. Well, it was time for her to find out then. After all, there were always answers to questions. Even the most random and convoluted ones.

Thu Sep 15, 2016 4:32 pm

@shizuo

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

The demoness had been sitting along the lofty branches of a tree her golden slitted gaze ultimately moving across the ground, watching the small animals that scurried in the underbrush. She could see them as they had their little racing heartbeats pounding in their furry chests. The stench of fear that rolled off them was understandable, somehow she always had found that animals had such a better sense of the supernatural than their sentience cousins humans. They knew the greater predator instinctually and would flee , they would leave her be, even though for some reason other creatures like hawks, and snakes, the predators seemed to converge around her. Not in anger or malice but in comradeship. They could sense something otherworldly about her, her stench so intertwined with that of blood that maybe they where calmed by it, but also maybe they seemed to be intrigued. For whatever reason that the demoness found herself to be amused by. She was a being that destroyed and fought with merry but even now in these quiet times these . . lovely times she had a moment to be something less than the monster she had eventually found herself becoming, or already had been all along.

Infact as the girl that she had came to this stupid world to meet seemed to have come a few minutes later than the likes of Demonica had expected her well, she merely let her gleaming gaze drift over one of her hands covered by a thin application of a demon barrier was gently petting a mongooses fur, the creature coiled around her lap while for arianda the Demoness that had come here seemed to stop to ponder and to figure out what she was , how would she fit in this world? The one that was changing rapidly now, becoming different than what it originally was, She was saving those who she deemed that could fit in with the madness the monstrous reality that had unhinged demonica herself as she lay there in the abyss as she had peered into this ol’ mad world and she had wondered why why did she have to be the stuff of nightmares? Why was she the reason children slept with nightlights? It both did and didn’t matter to her.

So as the demoness slowly curled the mongoose around her neck she seemed to scratch it’s chin fondly her lips parting to show perfect white teeth beneath the full lips on a perfect doll-like face. So innocent, yet also undeniably feral and animalistic with the elongated canines that glinted in the light. She studied this girl, the individual who apparently had been looking for her, who had gone through many channels to find her all the way out here, so far from any shadow fall operatives, her expression changing as she seemed to chuckle softly her own energy rearing it’s ugly head for a moment, only for a moment to cause every creature other than the mongoose around her neck to flee. Her smooth strides bringing her up to the females form as she peered down at her for a moment trying to figure out what was wanted of her. She was not able to protect she only knew how to destroy so she gave the female a gentle smile as she said

”..Hello there, i little birdie told me you wished to speak to me?”

Then she had rasied a hand to lightly cup the underside of the females chin, inspecting her to figure out just what this female wanted for her, or atleast from her before she could smell it on her, the stench of mana was overpowering from this girl and it caused her to become a tad more interested. Why would one of mana’s have interest in her? Hn, since while Demonica loved the blackworld she didn’t know quite what to think of mana yet, as in all honesty? Mana had put a bounty on her once upon a time for something she did not do, hence why atleast for this point in time, she would only say in a calm tone, her face only but a few inches from the girls as she searched her gaze for fear, for those mundane emotions she expected when people saw her.

”Well you have found me. . . Now speak. What is it girlie?”

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Thu Oct 13, 2016 3:40 pm

@shizuo

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

Demonica’s gaze was somewhat flat, monochrome in a sense when you think about her natural apathy. Even if she wished to help to bring this world and spread its madness she still was despite the corruptions from her own seal, very very apathetic when it came to facts and statements. Such as the one this girl made now, the girl went on about why she had sought her out, how they both had roamed the earth and these statements caused the demoness to . . listen. She didn’t discount or interrupt, instead with a searching gaze she took in each and every one of the girls statements, listened rather than ignored it and was figuring out how she wanted to preface the truly chaotic cloud of emotions that stirred in the very core of her being at some of the points being brought up. Hence as she did listen and sorted through each emotion the chaos and lunacy that radiated from her, a feeling that was different than mana from the fact that while demonica loved chaos, it was fighting that she truly craved. Not chaos for the sake of chaos, madness in it’s purest form for her could be summed up in a single endless bar-fight.

Hence as arianda tried to move her jaw from the females slender hand? She would be able to do so, and the demoness simply let a chuckle pass her lips. It wasn’t loud yet it had a considerable amount of mirth to it nonetheless. Then the female had allowed herself to shift her hands behind her back, her mouth parted as she took a deep breath and then exhaled a few times so she could be civil with her responses. Then? She decided to try her hand at explaining the difference between what most likely her female companion had experienced and what she had.

”..I traveled the earth, that is true however the difference is i did so only partially because i wanted to do so. Part of it was at the time of my wanderings i had no home, no place to call my own. I wish it was another way but it wasn’t. Thats why i wandered because no one else would take me on or give me the time of day even if i was to ask it. People genuinely feared me and thought me to be a monster. Hence i was’t able to get to know people learn from people or anything like that. However.-”

She paused as she thought back to something, her eyes softening like when she had been surrounded by all those animals. It was simply something about nature, about these creatures that could not speak and yet it didn’t matter if they did or not. They could survive without trivial idea’s about nature or the inhabitants of some distant land. They merely did what they needed to do to survive. Hence now as the female looked upon the hooded demoness and answered her second question her words though blunt would be softened and honest.

”..I cannot be helped because i have everything i’ve wanted, but going back to about how i wandered? I wouldn’t miss some of the scenery for the word. So much i could see so much i could experience. From the frigid cold tundra’s on the top of the world, to the dry deserts that span our globe. Everything was amazing and easy for me to access. Hence why instead of telling you to go back from whence you came ill make my question a tad more precise. What is it you wish to help me with?”

Her words had remained soft and she lightly seemed to pat arianda on the head before relaxing in a highbacked chair made of demon energy her expression remaining bemused as she waited and pondered what the female had said about wandering. j

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Fri Oct 21, 2016 10:23 pm

@shizuo

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

”You help me?. . .”

Demonica paused, true in a way there was ways she could help, ways that this girl might be able to pique her interest but. . .What she desired now wasn’t to be amused. As her eyes finally seemed to have a gleam in them, it started with a twitch in her lips. Her mouth splitting into a crooked and serrated grin. In her minds eye she remembered how she talked to ruvik and he had approached and offered her the exact same thing. She wished to see the world plunged into chaos, for a never ending war that would continue to perpetuate itself until the end of time, Just thinking about the chaos she could wreak in such a situation was making her absolutely moist. Hence as her laugh echoed and her head tilted back the birds would flee, the animals would hide in their burrows. The predators would run in absolute terror, and even humans in nearby cities would begin to feel it, the insanity, the madness that lurked within this demons blackened soul, before she finally looked at this girl as something Other than boring. Chaotic and untamed she wiped a tear from her face before she had addressed the female.

” The Black World Is Liberation Itself. Thats what it wants from you, What I Want from you. “

Even as she said this civilian troops had come in from neighboring towns, the sound of armored tanks and infantry could be heard everywhere. The “whoh whoh whoh’ Of helicopters in the sky, and Demonica’s eyes shifted as she gazed up across the horizon, her lips parting before her feet seemed to propel her forward. First at a walk, then to a jog, and when her hair was billowing out behind her she launched into the air, flying through the sky before she landed directly atop a antiquated tank the thing had to be at least 50 years out of date and yet this backwater country still used them. Needless to say the impact of her barrier hitting the tank dented the 5inch thick reactive armor enough that the barrel was now pointing towards the ground, and the females expression shifted as her hand rose far above her head. Then in the next moment it flashed down slamming into the tank with enough force that it went straight into the chamber beneath. If someone was listening they would be able to hear screaming, as the groping hand found a soldier's neck and pulled against the opening, blood staining the opening and it would splatter against the demons barrier.

Next she hopped off the tank and grabbed the bent barrel, lifting it up off the ground, her strength being great enough that she merely tossed the thing to slam into an apache attack helicopter in the air, causing the chopper to tilt trying to avoid it, the entire back-end shearing off. The copter then began to spin like a top in the air with no stabilizer, careening before it impacted the ground and exploded, the flames backlightning the demonesses appearance, the tree’s behind her already having begun to catch fire, the flames illuminating the entire landscape while the demon laughed, she cackled and hooted before she dove into the ranks of men, tearing them apart, blood splattered, the ground cratered before she finally paused and looked forward, her expression . . .thoughtful as she pondered how on a cosmic scale eventually she would most likely be slain for the lives she took to balance everything out. But for now? She merely looked over her shoulder at Arianda her eyes shining with mirth before she said slowly.

”..Some paths you cannot choose, because fate chooses them for you, You were picked for a reason, though what that reason is i do not know, so I will take you to black world, i will even come back to shadow fall. However understand this, what you seek is something so impure that it will taint your soul until it is a blackened sludge. You will become irredeemable and one of the depraved. That is reality, if you are fine with that then we can go. “

Demonica’s words had an odd sobriety to them, she wasn’t upbeat because what she said was a reality she had come to terms with a long time ago. Demonica knew that she herself was beyond redemption, that whatever she was doing she would pay for down the road, be it in prison, be it slain. But that was the fun of it, to her dying breath she would instigate destroy, and share the brutality that she adored. When death came for her she would welcome it as a long lost friend, and walk with it to her final end. However until then she had stuff she needed to do. She was a monster after all! Hence as a demonic portal opened that connected with the black world, the opening would send out a miasma that would taint plantlife around them, and she would wait at the precipice for arianda’s decision.

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Mon Oct 24, 2016 7:03 pm

@shizuo

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

“Keh.”

As her slitted eyes took in the way the girl moved. Sure steps, steps that took her towards oblivion and uncertainty. Ones that spoke of someone who understood their situation, and yet didn’t care, the demoness gave her a wicked grin of approval. How many times had she herself thought about her own past? The fleeting memories that banged inside her skull wouldn’t stop, and she paused. For a moment the madness dulled, and she truly thought about it. Why was she where she was? Why was it fighting that she craved, rather than acceptance or love? The more she thought the more her instabilities combatted them, the more her uncertainties brought her even more amusement, and as the girl came in closer, demonica surveyed everything and thought about how sometimes this world was amusing like this. How the smallest of actions had their own consequences and how the world seemed to accept them and move on from them, how it was the small insignificant things that blew up into the real monsters.

So here in the wreckage, where the twisted metal, the screams, the stench of death sobered her and caused a shift in her persona. Her breathing hitched as she slid her hands to hold her face, and behind them a grin spread and threatened to split her face in half. To many she’d simply look like she’d lost her mind. However just thinking of how this world was going to go to shit. Well it caused her mind to tip towards insanity, and caused her own energies to rupture forth from her petite frame. The portal would momentarily distort under the duress of all the energy that radiated from the females being, it would cause the ground to shiver slowly at first, before it gave way and the girl’s body became a black outline in the midst of an immense storm, one that would release heat that would blow past arianda. It wouldn’t hurt her but around her bodies would begin to decay from the heat that was given off. The fire that was small at first would bloom as tree’s had been upended and thrown further into the forest, many small blazes forming as the demon had paused and cackled.

In her mind she thought about how the flames burned, how the trails of smoke in the sky would eventually combine into one massive flame if given enough time, she thought about all the homes it would destroy, all the lives that would be lost from it, and it made her absolutely amused! Hence she only just contained the excitement that rolled under her skin before she stopped and turned around her expression mellowing out once more, a fake mask of calm to hide the true monstrosity that lurked beneath. The truth was she wanted nothing more than to see those cities burn, see mother and child turn to ash, and see citizens fleeing in terror. She Wanted this world to be in a state of absolute chaos, she wanted families to turn on eachother, and she wanted them to fight each other to the death. However for now she only said something to arianda her eyes shining with such a thick murderous intent that most men could die from a heartattack from the sheer terror that would be accompanied with it.

”..You know no one truly owns you. Subservience only stems from your willingness to bow and adhere to another's wishes and whims. Like what do you see out here? Out in the fields in the cities beyond? “

Demonica paused as she asked this question, before she paused and held her hands out gesturing to the towns in the distance, to the millions of lives that lived there. When she spoke her voice rose, her face opened into a smile that showed the true being beneath. One that was beyond conflict, she wanted everything in a way to self destruct as it fought itself to ruination. She was a Monster the kind that lurked in nightmares, the kind legends would eventually be made of. Where as some demons caused destruction for an endgame, she wished to cause fighting simply because it was joyous and wonderful. Hence as she paused she had said with her fangs gleaming in the light.

”I see tinder, tinder which when lit will bloom into a catastrophic fire. I see timid lambs that are reigned in for fear of the truly strong. I see beings that if pushed would have no qualms with turning on eachother. I am merely true to myself! I don’t let anyone rule over me simply because i don’t see myself as fit to be ruled. Those that lurk in sheeps clothing, those are the truly sick ones, the ones that pretend to be good but simply are waiting for something unexpected to arise. If i had my way, this world would turn to ashes y’know?” Now lets move along”

She had nothing but contempt for this world, and as she spat to the side on a dying soldier and kicked them away from the portal she had motioned for the girl to follow as she walked across the precipice and vanished into the darkness beyond.

Demonica Exits The Thread

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