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WHAT THE HELL? A CUPCAKE?
Sun Jun 17, 2012 1:53 pm
It was a sandy desert, and the sky over head was something which was dark and pitch black like nothing ever before had penetrated its gloom. Through the howling treacherous wind, a human was walking.. back and forth with a kind of albeit haste which.. was like that of someone waiting for some odd thing or another. All he knew though was when he looked down he had stepped on something.. What was it really?It was kind of hard to say so he pulled up his boot to get a closer inspection of the crap now gracing the bottom of it
“..What the hell ?.. a cupcake? “
“..What the hell ?.. a cupcake? “
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Re: WHAT THE HELL? A CUPCAKE?
Sun Jun 17, 2012 2:15 pm
You know, it wasn't often that Cupcake went out. She was hopping, having placed cupcakes as a road marker : and here she was scooping them back up, sure they were so tempting! She had collected just one so far : every other had been eaten. That was a point of joy, until she walked on a male stepping on her cupcake. ''Excuse me!'' she yelled out, her body pushing as the demon moved forward. She looked like a normal little girl, with bubble pink hair and a huge smile, as she tilted her head cutely at the male. The area looked dark, as she gave the boy a big smile, before tilting her head the other way. ''Sorry Sorry.. did you mean to step on that cupcake, out of curiosity?'' she said, her big round eyes cute and adorable, as she waited for the male to answer her question. |
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Re: WHAT THE HELL? A CUPCAKE?
Sun Jun 17, 2012 2:46 pm
[K O N N A G U M O]
"Stop trying to hold the world on your shoulders. Damn!!! I can help you lift it."
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[ P O S T I N G M U S I C ]
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[ E N T ER P O S T]
Unexpectedly,as Kon would Suggest, his travels had lead him to the barren wasteland known as Las Noches.The desert was teeming with monsters hungry for his flesh,though the smarter ones fled because they feared what laid dormant.That laid dormant was refereed to as,Michael.Raising his head up from the shifting sands that laid in front of him,he admired the crescent moon that loomed over the pitch black sky.His thoughts became more persistent.He was lost and very uncertain of his location.It was a usual occurrence of his to appear in random places but never across dimensions.
The air grew colder and the winds that were once dead sprung to life in all it's furry.Something was ahead and he wasn't comfortable with its presence.Lowering his head to peek over the horizon he saw a man looking just as confused as Kon was.He seemed to be fixated with whatever he stepped on, and fortunately for Kon he was completely distracted.Kon was just about to take a step towards the man until he felt a surge of power, considerably surpassing Kon's in his suppressed state.Without hesitation he recognized the man as the source of this incredible power and took caution.
"Hey! Who are you?" . .
Just then a woman appeared out of no where and seemed to also be concerned with what he stepped on as he pushed him out of the way.Without hesitation he summoned his weapon.He could swear feeling an even larger fluctuation of energy,far bigger than what was felt earlier and to Kon this was just a little too weird to be taken lightly. "God dammit! Where am I?" He mumbled under his breath while approaching the two slowly.
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Hum..
Wed Jun 20, 2012 9:44 am
"I never ment to harm your cupcake. But im sorry all the same"..
Shizuo had found this interesting, nothing made sense anymore really. The girl the stranger which seemed to join in, nothing made any fucking sense anymore. So what the hell, if nothing made sense. it was him who also made no sense, his strength his stamina. nothing made a difference to the world anymore. For him it was the urge of knowledge that pull of the unknown weighed by the known. All the same though, nothing really made him go anymore. the skys which used to be so full of fun and full of knowledge, had without warning but probably ample enough reason; fallen out and left him in the void. As to what the void was, it was of the kind which is come by in depressed people; that black endless abyss which had no end but had a beginning. That kind of thing but it had began to seriously bother him lately.
He had noticed though something interesting, the female before him seemed innocent enough so why did he not trust them.. Why was he finding it hard to look them in the eye. It was odd enough but at the same time, as he was thinking before. What really made any real sense anymore? Certainly the world was not one of them, that was proven time and time again. For the moment though he had then shook off these brooding emotions, lest they drag him down any further into the abyss then he was in. It was then he heard voices , it was not normal voices but the kind when he was getting either excited or very , and i mean VERY pissed. that voice which chanted the same thing in the back of his head, "Kill kill kill".. Over and over.
As to this, it was clear to see he had finally felt himself go insane once more; he was a human but for the most part when he went insane he just went that. Purely and utterly insane, even then though he did have one thing which stayed the same. He utterly refused to hurt girls so.. What he did was to sate the urge of wailing on something turned slowly while kicking up dust causing a 3 foot space in the ground to obscure him from the newly arrived person or thing. It does not really know which it was But, what was known was he was moment after moving pretty fast given he was a human. In some senses you could say he was skipping like a stone accrost the sand. For the most time though he burst through the cloud, his fist jerking forward if not hopefully from the suprise of it all it would hit.
Ok with the fist it was moving pretty fast, as it traveled with the strength which had made him kind of a commodity in ikibukero. In a sense it had atleast enough force to knock a mack truck into the air and send it rolling, so it was not any slight amount of force behind the punch; another factor which was interesting to note was the speed in which it was traveling. Which was also no small feat, moving fast enough to cause a sonic boom from the initial swing which would have cleared the dust. An if this did not hit the other problem was that his fist would have using his extreme strength and stamina, pulled back and punched again three times in slight staggered form under the first punch. Meaning even though it looked like one punch it was three bone crushing punches , also not to mention the rush from the sonic barrier being broken in the punch would project outwards atleast several feet. Meaning he could avoid it but, it would unless they could move over 7 feet away be felt. So all in all it was not any weak punch from any other person, it was from a man who's human stature was legendary in ikibukero, the only thing he was known for more then that, was his insanity and how beserk he goes around izaya.
in the time the punch was exicuted from any person who had any kind of feeling of mental thought waves would have noticed only a flutter of images of the punch being exicuted. As another fact which was in some manners the key to being able to punch like this , well a human being able to was the fact he literally emptied his mind of thought, to give his muscles the optimal improvement to go on trucking.
Ok, so this punch all the same was quick and in short packed one hell of a wallop; coupled with the sand, and probably abit of the element of the suprise, it would hopefully find its mark.if not well.. we'd find out soon enough.
Shizuo had found this interesting, nothing made sense anymore really. The girl the stranger which seemed to join in, nothing made any fucking sense anymore. So what the hell, if nothing made sense. it was him who also made no sense, his strength his stamina. nothing made a difference to the world anymore. For him it was the urge of knowledge that pull of the unknown weighed by the known. All the same though, nothing really made him go anymore. the skys which used to be so full of fun and full of knowledge, had without warning but probably ample enough reason; fallen out and left him in the void. As to what the void was, it was of the kind which is come by in depressed people; that black endless abyss which had no end but had a beginning. That kind of thing but it had began to seriously bother him lately.
He had noticed though something interesting, the female before him seemed innocent enough so why did he not trust them.. Why was he finding it hard to look them in the eye. It was odd enough but at the same time, as he was thinking before. What really made any real sense anymore? Certainly the world was not one of them, that was proven time and time again. For the moment though he had then shook off these brooding emotions, lest they drag him down any further into the abyss then he was in. It was then he heard voices , it was not normal voices but the kind when he was getting either excited or very , and i mean VERY pissed. that voice which chanted the same thing in the back of his head, "Kill kill kill".. Over and over.
As to this, it was clear to see he had finally felt himself go insane once more; he was a human but for the most part when he went insane he just went that. Purely and utterly insane, even then though he did have one thing which stayed the same. He utterly refused to hurt girls so.. What he did was to sate the urge of wailing on something turned slowly while kicking up dust causing a 3 foot space in the ground to obscure him from the newly arrived person or thing. It does not really know which it was But, what was known was he was moment after moving pretty fast given he was a human. In some senses you could say he was skipping like a stone accrost the sand. For the most time though he burst through the cloud, his fist jerking forward if not hopefully from the suprise of it all it would hit.
Ok with the fist it was moving pretty fast, as it traveled with the strength which had made him kind of a commodity in ikibukero. In a sense it had atleast enough force to knock a mack truck into the air and send it rolling, so it was not any slight amount of force behind the punch; another factor which was interesting to note was the speed in which it was traveling. Which was also no small feat, moving fast enough to cause a sonic boom from the initial swing which would have cleared the dust. An if this did not hit the other problem was that his fist would have using his extreme strength and stamina, pulled back and punched again three times in slight staggered form under the first punch. Meaning even though it looked like one punch it was three bone crushing punches , also not to mention the rush from the sonic barrier being broken in the punch would project outwards atleast several feet. Meaning he could avoid it but, it would unless they could move over 7 feet away be felt. So all in all it was not any weak punch from any other person, it was from a man who's human stature was legendary in ikibukero, the only thing he was known for more then that, was his insanity and how beserk he goes around izaya.
in the time the punch was exicuted from any person who had any kind of feeling of mental thought waves would have noticed only a flutter of images of the punch being exicuted. As another fact which was in some manners the key to being able to punch like this , well a human being able to was the fact he literally emptied his mind of thought, to give his muscles the optimal improvement to go on trucking.
Ok, so this punch all the same was quick and in short packed one hell of a wallop; coupled with the sand, and probably abit of the element of the suprise, it would hopefully find its mark.if not well.. we'd find out soon enough.
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Re: WHAT THE HELL? A CUPCAKE?
Tue Jul 17, 2012 6:43 pm
The pink haired girl just smiled, but as the male seemed to kick up dust, something was happening. Voices were whispering, and the fluffy hair straightened, falling down to her body like a dangerous thing : her gaze, instead of that innocent, happy fluff, was the gaze of someone that was broken. A mental killer, as the dust covered her changes : but to the demon, that didn't matter. It was a switch, almost instant as her body shivered - from behind, she chucked the cupcake. And as it exploded, ringing in the air, the demoness was moving. The ground had a crater where she had been : and she was moving fast, faster then even a human could dream. That was because Cupcake was a demon : and even then, she had her natural ability cap removed. Her fingers quickly lashed out, touching and then grabbing the male's arm, and yanking it up, taking the straight hit to her arm without a flinch. She'd heal. The girl would then toss and chuck the male on the ground, sitting on his hips, her mouth twisted into a happy smirk. ''Well now, what now?'' she said simply. Her face was almost manic : she could feel his own blood lust, and it fed her own, as her smile grew and grew the longer she kept contact on him. Would he fight her? Or would she win? The pink haired girl's insane eyes were pits of danger : swallowing everything in that blue gaze, it was almost as if the darkness itself was ready to eat him. Yes.. she wanted to eat him, whole. Devour, destroy, kill, pillage. These feelings surged in her body hotly, her breath panting. She was wanting, desire pounding in her body : such feelings were intoxicating.. and she wanted more. |
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Re: WHAT THE HELL? A CUPCAKE?
Mon Jul 30, 2012 2:00 pm
As Shizuo had felt himself get picked up and hurled in the air, What happened next was frightening, as when he felt his arm become picked up, he had turned, with such force the bone ripped out his back, as tendons in that arm failed, All that would be seen was a slight glow of blood, a prelude to what kind of demon he would become. As a hissing ball of pure blue hydrogen energy had exploded from the fist, Jerking it straight will all his built up rage, pain and anguish over that short human life, It would have caused a spectacular blue pillar of pure nuclear energy to blaze into existance in the surrounding quarter mile, his life energy had exploded inwards as well, that pitiful human strength, gave way to potentonal as this flame.. had burned that life energy up, snapping the chain of his soul, and begun to drag him to hell, But something different happened.. if accepted it would change something, as a part of his soul had been shattered, a small sliver, which would have smashed into the females right wrist, if she would accept it, it would become something which would make a interesting .. twist in both their futures .
Although the flame was open and raging, it was a manifestation of something different, as a pure and unhindered monsterous killing intent had spread within the flames, as a form of a screaming beast had emerged before dissipating, leaving just that lone.. simple sliver of his soul, which was whispering.. in the females ear.. while the rest.. would be drug to hell.. and be reborn.. reborn as a demon..
Although the flame was open and raging, it was a manifestation of something different, as a pure and unhindered monsterous killing intent had spread within the flames, as a form of a screaming beast had emerged before dissipating, leaving just that lone.. simple sliver of his soul, which was whispering.. in the females ear.. while the rest.. would be drug to hell.. and be reborn.. reborn as a demon..
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Re: WHAT THE HELL? A CUPCAKE?
Fri Aug 03, 2012 2:48 pm
The demon had been a little too enthusiastic : not only did she stop him, but she ripped out his arm. ''Ah? Oupsies~'' she giggled, her grin sadistic and wide. ''I think I accidentally killed you~'' she said, her voice almost mocking. The girl was sort of feeding off him almost : she was turning him into a demon, she had decided, as the male's rage just made her lips grow wider. She tugged more, as she was placed on top of him. Her fist crashed straight into his chest, a wave of Death Energy pulsing out. The energy that exploded out of him didn't scratch the woman a single bit, as a giant skeleton was around her, protecting her, as she felt a tingle. The pink haired girl absorbed whatever it was, and just grinned at the flames that were raging across the area. Standing, she watched as the blood dripped from her hands, and slowly, she let out a manic laugh, the sound scrapping across the area. Her body flickered again, as she moved with that insane speed. ''Yo!'' she said to the male that was also there, before retraining her strength and smacking him on the temple. Noticing he went limp, the demon picked the male and slapped him on her shoulder, and walked back to the corpse, and grabbing it by it's foot. Without warning, she disappeared, sending herself somewhere else : to her little home in London, actually, with a bloody corpse and a male. All in a day's work for the Demoness of Parties, Cupcake! [End Topic!] |
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