NationStates Jolt Archive

**after some time, though shorter than the outgoing journey it seemed, Virgil landed softly on the cliff just above the caves and looks back at the deteriorating club**
what the hell. one more drink wont hurt
**he smirks and walks towards the building, hoping that all the rum had not yet been consumed**

enjoy that drink... for it most certainly will be your last.

enjoy that drink... for it most certainly will be your last.
OOC: *Evil ominous music* :eek: :D

**he smirks, taking a sip of the rum, but doesnt bother to look over his shoulder**
hello Nekone.

**he smirks, taking a sip of the rum, but doesnt bother to look over his shoulder**
hello Nekone.Hi Vaga.... I seem to be pinned under this beam.... could you lend a hand... :p

**he smirks, taking a sip of the rum, but doesnt bother to look over his shoulder**
hello Nekone.
ooc: what are you doing up at this time?! insomnia again?

why not. i havnt stooped to killing men in cold blood.
sure.
**spins off the bar stool and walks over to the beam. he grips the top of it and lifts it off nekone**

ooc : ya. oh, by the way, i'l be having DF pay you a visit in a few minutes.

ooc: what are you doing up at this time?! insomnia again?
OOC: Oh S#!t... it's the boss... quick clean up!! :D Hiya Tinks! :fluffle:

OOC: Oh S#!t... it's the boss... quick clean up!! :D Hiya Tinks! :fluffle:
ooc: lol, hey :fluffle:

why not. i havnt stooped to killing men in cold blood.
sure.
**spins off the bar stool and walks over to the beam. he grips the top of it and lifts it off nekone***groan* thanks... is that the last of the consumables here?

surely not. though you might have to settle for a cracked glass.
**winks and goes to what remains of the bar**
any preferences?

surely not. though you might have to settle for a cracked glass.
**winks and goes to what remains of the bar**
any preferences?
I'll settle for that... Tequila... I quess I was wrong about it being your last drink then...
*sniffs at a broken bottle.*

**smirks to himself**
nice pun there Nekone. had i been in a worse mood i may have taken it as a threat.
**tosses an unmolested bottle of tequilla**
you want a glass or is the bottle good enough?

**smirks to himself**
nice pun there Nekone. had i been in a worse mood i may have taken it as a threat.
**tosses an unmolested bottle of tequilla**
you want a glass or is the bottle good enough?*bites off the cork and pours a... snoutful. Winces*

this is fine... just waiting for the end....
*sits on the shambles that was once a booth.*

well, it'll be coming any time now. or at least, the start of it.
**looks around the bar at a few scattered bodies, human or otherwise**
looks like i missed a bit of a party while i was out. DF's from the look of it.

ooc: what are you doing up at this time?! insomnia again?
ooc: well it was lovely talking to you, bye :rolleyes:

ooc : i responded in the post right after that. or i edited it anyways. basically, ya, insomnia sucks.

ooc: well... working for my 7th day straight... going beddy bye... Good night yall...

ooc : take it easy Nekone.

ooc : i responded in the post right after that. or i edited it anyways. basically, ya, insomnia sucks.
ooc: so you did! sorry. I'd give you some of my sleep if i could, i get way too much of it

ooc: well... working for my 7th day straight... going beddy bye... Good night yall...
ooc: take care, byes xoxoxo :fluffle:

ooc: so you did! sorry. I'd give you some of my sleep if i could, i get way too much of it
ooc : thanks kiddo. the plan for the day today is to not sleep at all and try to go until at least sundown without sleep
hopefully i'll be tired enough to get back on scedule.

ooc : thanks kiddo. the plan for the day today is to not sleep at all and try to go until at least sundown without sleep
hopefully i'll be tired enough to get back on scedule.
ooc: good idea, you'll be knackered by this afternoon though

ooc : ya i will. stupid sleep.
*shakes fist in anger*

ooc: lol, I used to get insomnia a lot, i think i'm making up for it now, i had a good 9 hours last night and i'm still tired

ooc : nice.

ooc: not really, i'm not allowed to sleep so i'll just have to be tired all day

ooc: not really, i'm not allowed to sleep so i'll just have to be tired all day
OOC: you're not allowed to sleep in the day?! :eek:

wonder where he got off to...
**stands, nodding at Nekone, the exits the club, heading for the caves**
oh well. guess we'll have to do without the goodbye then. better that way.

ooc : that bites. my profs get mad if you sleep, but thats why i sit at the back.

OOC: you're not allowed to sleep in the day?! :eek:
ooc: not today, i've got to go to my old house in a bit to let the estate agent in to value it

OOC: Hello, how do I get back in?

*wanders in a tight circle around a bottle of Jose Cuervo*

*Stabilizes himself by leaning against side of the table.*
I thought it was going to happen, it never did. I am still here....but no-one else. It happened, the illusion is over. Though this place still stands. Why?
*glances out the window, as if expecting their arrival*
If they won't end this, then its my turn.


*starts chucking chairs and tables out of the window, using his powers so as to not lose his arms and hands.*

I don't care if it is already over. I am still walking, and until someone sweeps me from my feet, I will continue my rage filled chucking.

So this is the end, eh? It doesn't really matter. I was a ghost long before now.

OOC: Slow day.

ooc : most of them are recently.

OOC: Interesting RP.

ooc:
wow. that's all I can really say... I honestly expected this thing to have been killed several weeks ago... and I come back and no one has even died lol. right now, my Net is broken at home, so the only times I get to be online is if I am at school or at the library... my appearances will be re-eally scattered... I still can't believe this hasn't ENDED yet. next thing you know... ten years from now...

Paradise Club: The End Part 78351092475.

lol. I admit that's exaggerating a bit. but still...

ooc:
wow. that's all I can really say... I honestly expected this thing to have been killed several weeks ago... and I come back and no one has even died lol. right now, my Net is broken at home, so the only times I get to be online is if I am at school or at the library... my appearances will be re-eally scattered... I still can't believe this hasn't ENDED yet. next thing you know... ten years from now...

Paradise Club: The End Part 78351092475.

lol. I admit that's exaggerating a bit. but still...OOC: "Paradise Club: the absolutly, positivly, cross my heart, honest-to-God End. (And we really, really, really, really mean it this time, for sure. part 671,576"


Nekone came downstairs...

or what's left of it anyway.

Last time I have Tequila... why do humans consume such beverages anyway?

Sits on the floor with a groan.

OOC: maybe it's been slow because everyone has FINALLY lost interest? ;)

ooc how about i make a special appearance, or re-appearance in this case? *sweet smile*

ooc : alright, i'll see if i can breathe a spark back into this RP.

ic : **virgil made his way through the cave system to the point where the fork in the path was. he took a deep breath and walked down the unlit path**
its time to finish this.

Baker waited in the main room with a bottle of his good freind Jack Daniels.

"You alright Nekone? You don't look so good...what'sa matter, can't hold your liquor?"

OOC: I think it's also been slow cause I for one had finals this past week and no time for this. But also, it seemed from this end of things that actually acting out the battle would be pointless, because it didn't seem like there was anyone left to defend the place. Sanct had to go and make the new series so damn early, so everyone just abandoned here.

ooc : ya. little duche. oh well, i supose we can have us a smaller war. i'll TG what i think'll work. if Jhen where on more often, i'd see what he thought.

OOC: I have his sn, so next time I see him signed on, I'll relay the message.

ooc : that'l work.

Well I havn't been around much because I'v had NO TIME. Hehe, everyone forgot about me? Ye gods, if you have then I'll give the phrase 'heads will roll' new meaning :D

OOC: I think it's also been slow cause I for one had finals this past week and no time for this. But also, it seemed from this end of things that actually acting out the battle would be pointless, because it didn't seem like there was anyone left to defend the place. Sanct had to go and make the new series so damn early, so everyone just abandoned here.OOC: It's not sanct's fault. alot of people were feeling left out. Jon, Orchid, Tinks, (i really didn't see them on that often) Gene killed himself... Kuro, Noire and others hung around but each weekend with the promise of "this is it" ends up with alot of us waiting around, and since work really made logging in tough for Ju and I...

which is why I keep asking for a time/date so That we can plan on being on. however, if everything has to revolved around Jhen's schedule and no date/Time can be set... :rolleyes:

People are dropping out more because nothing's happening.

What am I, chopped liver?!
Thrrrpt

What am I, chopped liver?!
Thrrrpt
ooc: Since I'm rping a Felinoid... I hope not... last thing I wanna do is consume a player. :D

ic: the club in shambles, everyone seeking shelter away from the final confrontation... the Titans running rampant.

and the sides are switching...

this does not look good.

*nekone roots around the refidgerator and pulls out the last carton of milk.*

ooc: Since I'm rping a Felinoid... I hope not... last thing I wanna do is consume a player. :D

ic: the club in shambles, everyone seeking shelter away from the final confrontation... the Titans running rampant.

and the sides are switching...

this does not look good.

*nekone roots around the refidgerator and pulls out the last carton of milk.*

OOC: Noooo, comsumaaaaaaaage! :p

IC:
'I hope you intend to drink that from a glass. The ever closing proximity to the end of the world is no excuse for bad manners' Stag smiled from the doorway

OOC: Noooo, comsumaaaaaaaage! :p

IC:
'I hope you intend to drink that from a glass. The ever closing proximity to the end of the world is no excuse for bad manners' Stag smiled from the doorway
of course... if there are glasses around...

*rummages through selves and pulls out two unbroken glasses*

Join me?

of course... if there are glasses around...

*rummages through selves and pulls out two unbroken glasses*

Join me?

'Why certainly, but not much for me, I'm driving afterwards' He chuckled and took the glass

*lobs a grenade through the door*

Paradise Club needs to end already!

*runs off*

'Why certainly, but not much for me, I'm driving afterwards' He chuckled and took the glass
*fills glasses with milk*

so where have you been... haven't seen you around for a while.

*fills glasses with milk*

so where have you been... haven't seen you around for a while.

OOC: Arg, sorry, connection problems :headbang:

IC:
'I had to take a trip back home. To....sort out some business before the end. You know, this aunt gets this, this sister gets that, leave the account to the brother etc. Otherwise all hell breaks loose at the funeral. Er, that is...if we don't make it of course.' He cleared his throat
'So...anything happened around here?'

OOC: Arg, sorry, connection problems :headbang:

IC:
'I had to take a trip back home. To....sort out some business before the end. You know, this aunt gets this, this sister gets that, leave the account to the brother etc. Otherwise all hell breaks loose at the funeral. Er, that is...if we don't make it of course.' He cleared his throat
'So...anything happened around here?'several attacks on the club... Jon, Tinks and Orchid went to the caves for saftey... Vaga is up to something, as is Gael... so I'm a bundle of Nerves already.

OOC: I've asked before and I was ignored...I need to get back in.

*gets up and wanders around the bar aimlessly before sitting back down*

ooc : so get back in Zat. nobody stopping you.

OOC: I'm afraid you misunderstand. It's how my character gets back in, as I, frankly, am clueless.

*Nekone clears a small section of the club floor of debis... sitting in the cleared spot, he begins cleaning his weapons.*

OOC: Also, does anyone have a summary?

ooc: wow... two pages in what, the past 3 days? I think the PC is already dead; why bother killing it? anyone want to make the sun just go supernova right here, right now?

besides the point, how does this upcoming Monday at 11:00 PM (jolt time) sound to actually getting around to ending this thing? TG me if you can or can't, and I'll try to work a schedule/date/whatever. just TG me and let me know.

Hmmmm.....no more chairs and tables to discard.
*looks around the room checking for signs of life...then reaches into the large cavity in his chest, throwing his innards on the floor. Smiling, he sits down, and pulls out a match.*

Same as before.... burn fire burn, this place is going down in flames.

*Strikes the match and tosses it on his pile of organs*

ooc: wow... two pages in what, the past 3 days? I think the PC is already dead; why bother killing it? anyone want to make the sun just go supernova right here, right now?

besides the point, how does this upcoming Monday at 11:00 PM (jolt time) sound to actually getting around to ending this thing? TG me if you can or can't, and I'll try to work a schedule/date/whatever. just TG me and let me know.
OOC: I suggested the supernova the other day, but no one heard me :(

OOC: If you tell me how to get back in, I'll help the situation.

ooc : what'd keeping you out? did someone kill off your character?

*hears the sound of footsteps behind him. looks around at the small grotto he now found himself in. no other way out, little light. not his first choice of places to fight, if that where what the new arrival wanted. he had to protect that which was hidden in this cave. he uneasily places a hand on the sword on his back and checks to make sure his guns are loaded*

**virgil smirks and steps out of the shadow of the darkened cave**
hello DF, my old friend.

Vaga?
*raises his crouched fighting stance*
where you been. thought you where supost to the "protector of the club" now.

no, no. that honor is still your's. i am simply the soldier in charge.
**he walks into the light a bit more and slowly circles DF, hands clasped behind his back**
so, you found my little hiding place. i supose i'm not surprised.

*cocks a brow*
you alright Vaga? you seem... different. last time i was here you where the gloomy crouching in the dark sort.

**he speaks with the slightest glimpse of malice in his voice, contenueing to circle slowly**
i am better than alright, old friend. i've found what i have been searching for since the academy. i have found my true purpose.

*replaces te hand on the hilt of his sword, but does so casually so as not to seem threatening... or threatened. neither would be good in this situation*
to protect the fire token. i know. i've heard about it since i got here. figure i'd give you a hand.

**he laughs darkly**
no, my friend. it is pointless to protect only one. the other three will eventually kill the planet on their own. no, my purpose is not to "protect." it is to possess.
**he haults his circling directly behind DF**

*that did it. he knew something was up. as fast as ever he had his blad drawn and point at "vaga"*
you could at least give me the privelage of your name before i have to kill you.

well, well. you are quick. i don't believe any of the others have caught on just yet.
**he sarcastically bows**
my name, oh champion of Paradise, is Virgil, though you shall be the only one to know this. after all, dead men tell no tales.
**he smirks and casually draws his own blade and dagger**

*crouches and launches at the imposter with all his strength, leading with a mighty sword slash, but holding the destolver in his other hand incase virgil should be able to deflect the blade*

he is weary from the battles above.
**he smirks and quickly ducks under the sing of the sword, diving forward to DF's side while at the same time and driving the dagger into DF's gun hand, piercing both flesh and bone as the blade plunges into the gun, nearly splitting it in two**

*before he knew what hit him, he is past Virgil and there is a searing pain in his hand. he slides to a stop, slamming against the grotto wall and looks down at the hand with the blade in it. the teeth in the blade make it impossible to pull out withou cutting off the majoriy of his hand. he looks up at the shadowy form standing at an angle near the enterance of the grotto. there is a smirk on his face, one DF recignized all to well*
no... its not possible...

**he turns to face his opponent, a dark smirk on his face**
oh, but it is. now would like to give me my token so i can make you're death quick and painless, or would you rather i carve the truth out your skin?

i've beaten you once before, and i will do it again.
*his left hand was useless now. pinned to a gun that might backfire if he pulled the trigger. he'd have to rely on his swords manship skills. he pushd the pain from his mind and took up a defensive stance*

a hero to the last. alright then.
**he stocks forward, methodically, keeping just enough distance between himself and DF to prevent another dive attack and he begins to circle again. he uses his time alteration technique to draw minutes out longer. after several of the extended moments, he snaps reality back to spee and impossible fast dives to DF's right, keeping low as possible. just before he gets in range of his own shorter blade he pushes off hard of a rock on the floor of the grotto, spinning to the opposite side and past DF once again, this time drawing the edge of his blade against DF's thigh, making a nice, clean, but not too deep cut**

*vision blurred a bit by the loss of blood because of his hand, he cannot react fast enough to the feignt. he swings at where Virgil should have been, but was not. a sharp pain soots up his leg and he is thrown off balence by his own swing, causing him to stumble foward*
this is impossible. no way he got that fast in such a short amount of time.

many things changed while you where away.
**he smirks and turns to face DF again**
you've grown slow old friend. prehaps you want to reconsider my offer.

*stands, huffing a bit*
i cannot just sit by and let you bring this world into a new dark age.
*lunges forward with another sword sweep*

**he is taken a bit off gaurd by the duddenness of the attack and only just has time to block it, crossing swords**
come now, wouldn't you rather i control the titans than that whiny little demon?
**he pushes back breaking the swords contact and landing a few feet away, keeping his blade up**

prehaps, but that isnt to say i would rather live to se either scenariou play out.
*feignts an overhead swing, jumps past virgil and slashes at his gut*

as you wish.
**Virgil dives as well, angling his blade behind him to slice at DF's side. he doesnt move fast enough to avoid DF's slash though and he feels the blade pierce his own side just as his pierces DF's. there is pain but it is no longer pain ti him. just something else to feel and enjoy for what it is**

*passes vaga and feels his sword hit home, but also feels Vaga's blade make a nice gash in his side. he falls to one knee, opening the wound in his leg further. to much blood had he lost. he turned and saw virgil smirking at him*

**virgil stalked towards his foe. he brought his sword up to bear, ready to plunge it into DF's throat. he pushes the blade foward. the killer blow**
NO!
**the blade stops right at DF's skin on his throat, the very tip piercing the skin enough to draw blood, but no real damage is done. Virgil silences the voice of Vaga in his head and tries to push forward but cannot**
fine.
**he pulls the blade back for a moment, then hits DF across the face with the broad side of the blade hard enough to knock him unconscious**

i failed. forgive me tink.
*shuts his eyes as he sees the death strike coming and he feels the slight prick on his neck, but the kill doesnt come. he opens his eys long enough to see vaga draw the sword back, then the second blow comes and he falls into darkness*

**after DF falls limp, Virgil resheithes his blade and searches DF's pockets for the token. he find it and pulls it out**
so much trouble for such a small thing. oh well. on to more important business.
**he smirks to himself and tosses the fire token into the air, catches it, then begins the long walk back through the dark tunnel, leaving his old friend to die in the dank grotto**

"My, my, what have we here?"

It was Cyberist, but not the one they knew

This one had 8 sub-arms, each with a cannon. 4 main arms, each with a blade, and 12 tentacles sprouting from the back, 6 with cannons and 6 with blades

"Come now, the end of the world should be a time of celebration, not graverobbing. I want to have you die when the world ends, not before.And oh yes, give me the Token, or I'll take it from you how you took it from DF "

*all 6 of his bladed tentacles raised, at the ready*

Cyberist... if you value your life back down.

*She was far removed from the scene, mentally observing through a method the Order had shown her.*

OOC: Did you think that in your head, or telepathically communicate?

OOC: Did you think that in your head, or telepathically communicate?
OOC: Telepathy

Oh, you know nothing of me...

OOC: the one series of days when I cannot log in... :mad:

well well, if it isn't another big snake.
**he chuckels but doesn't stop**
get out of my way.

*A final enhancement. Her left arm up to the elbow was overlaid with that flesh-like metal. Metallic fingers extended gracefully into claws, bearing venom in addition to the razor-sharp tips. Silent and resigned, she began the long flight back to PC. She could no longer sit and wait.*

*A final enhancement. Her left arm up to the elbow was overlaid with that flesh-like metal. Metallic fingers extended gracefully into claws, bearing venom in addition to the razor-sharp tips. Silent and resigned, she began the long flight back to PC. She could no longer sit and wait.**sitting in the middle of what once was the ballroom, Nekone waits for the inevitable end.*

OOC: Why is it that every time i find a few spare minutes to add to this, I get caught up in something else? I don't want you to sit around a wait, I'll be back in an hour or so.

OOC: Why is it that every time i find a few spare minutes to add to this, I get caught up in something else? I don't want you to sit around a wait, I'll be back in an hour or so.ooc: :p I've been waiting for weeks... a couple of hours won't kill me.


i hope.

well well, if it isn't another big snake.
**he chuckels but doesn't stop**
get out of my way.

hahahahahahahahahaha...

have it your way. one more body to add to the count.
**he keeps walking, stretching a hand out in front of him. a powerful wave of energy pulses outward, filling the tunnel and pushing the beast backwards**

*She honed in on the energy, masking her approach, using the lightening to scatter her signature.*

**he kept pushing with the energy wall farther and farther away from him, keeping the same walking speed as before**
here's hoping he doesnt try those cannons. not much room to manuver in here.

*She smiled, continuing the flight*

Having trouble?

wouldn't call it trouble. more like annoyance.

I see. What's your plan for that token?

use it to find where Azael stashed the other ones. find him. kill him. do what i have to do.

...or you could hand it over.

sorry luv. not gunna happen.

You'll forgive me if I don't take no for an answer.

no, i don't supose i will. but we both knew it would come to that eventually.

No sense in telling you what will happen next, then.

either you'll try to take it from me or you'll have a sudden change of heart. one of the two.

You know the answer to that.

ya, but a guy can be optimistic every once in awhile.

So will you come out and face me then?

if that is what you wish. just as soon as i deal with this bafoon.

I grow weary and impatient.

*She flexed the new claws contemplatively, examining the strong yet gracefully curved metal.*

come now my dear. you had me couped up in that little cell for whole week. surely you can wait a bit longer.

*it grinned*

Boo

*all 14 of the cannons fired, unleashing waves of energy toward the two*

You don't stand a chance, the world's gonna end.

damn. oh well. just makes things more interesting.
**virgil drops the mental wall and uses his cybornetic eye to produce an energy shield directly in front of himself, draws his sword and charges at the snake**

ooc : its just me in the tunnel. Gael is up above.

*She smirked*

For you, darling? I've always been impatient.

**smirks a bit himself as he closes the distance, bringing the blade up to bear for a quick slash at the snake's throat**

Tsk, tsk, what are you, blind? I'm a machine. Oh yes, here's a present.

It is the feelings of pain, apathy, lust, sloth, malice, and all the rest...

doesn't mean it won't hurt to have you're head removed.
**just being able to feel anything is refreshing to Virgil. he takes the feelings in stride, keeping his blade true as he aporaches Zat**

doesn't mean it won't hurt to have you're head removed.
**just being able to feel anything is refreshing to Virgil. he takes the feelings in stride, keeping his blade true as he aporaches Zat**

Sure about that?

*takes off its head*

I'm not even a physical being. This is just an avatar.

OOC: I finnally get to tell you. Now just who it works for.

**slows to a stop**
interesting. now move.

Of course

*puts head back on, and launches all 6 of its bladed tentacles at Virgil*

*Nekone waits*

*Gael lands and flexes the new claws restlessly, waiting for Vaga or his counterpart to exit the caves.*

*Gael lands and flexes the new claws restlessly, waiting for Vaga or his counterpart to exit the caves.*More... Evolving Gael...

*Nekone, hidden in the shadows of the ruins, his eyes giving away his presence.*

Yes.

*She didn't bother to search for the origin of the sound. There were other things to focus on.*

Yes.

*She didn't bother to search for the origin of the sound. There were other things to focus on.*are you... happy with what you are now?

It has its benefits..

I've severed so many ties... nothing left but to strengthen the only ones remaining.

It has its benefits..

I've severed so many ties... nothing left but to strengthen the only ones remaining.*Moves up behind her... Rifle slung on his back.*
one wing metal... one flesh and fleathers...

Don't know if I would enjoy half of my fur missing...

That wing was useless by the time they got to it. Too much of an injury to a vital joint..

That wing was useless by the time they got to it. Too much of an injury to a vital joint..*moves to stand beside Gael.*
how sure are you that destroying the Tolken's will destroy the Titans?

fine. didnt want to use this little trick till later, but i have no time for you.
**unbelievably fast, Virgil jams his sword into the wall and points the fire goblet, bowl up at Zat. he twists the base a half turn and mutters something inadibly. out of the cup pours a collum of flame, hot enough to melt metal and burn bone. the columb of fire shoots through the tunnel, striking the snake in the belly and launching it all the way out of the narrow tunnel**

about as certain as I can be. Without the original council around, no one can say for certain what will and will not work.

*She flexed those claws again, venom dripping slowly from one tip.*

*small beeping from Nekone's helmet...*
small thermal flare out there...
*unholsters Rifle... powers up mag chamber.*

That'd be Vaga...

You're tipping your hand, mo chroi

i am not a patient man. don't you worry though, there's more than one trick in this trade.
**Virgil smirks and looks down at his hands, then at the goblet. he tosses it to the ground behind him and makes his way up to the surface**

*She closed her eyes breifly, forcing old memories of this very situation out of her mind and forcing herself to focus. Her breathing steadied, her muscles tensed in preparation.*

Why does it always have to be difficult with you? Just give it to me..

**smirks as he walks through the smoke**
very well.
**comes into vew with his arms spread eagle**
here i am.

*She shakes her head slowly and opens her eyes.*

Unwise..

perhaps. we shall see.
**he winks and holds a hand out. his sword burrows up through rock and earth, popping out beside him. he catches the hilt**

*Readies her talons with a light growl.*

[This isn't my fight... so...]
*Nekone moves out of the way... leaving the two combatants lots of room.*

**virgil begins to circle, dragging the tip of the blade in the eath. if one where to look carefully enough they could see a dull flame seeming to engulf both of his hands**

*She stands her ground*

So it's really come to this?

you tell me. only way to do what you think you have to is to destroy the token. and, for the moment, that would be me.

Vaga..

*She faltered in her resolve, lapsing to an almost human weakness for but a moment.*

if that is what you wish to call me.

You're both the same to me. Please...don't make me do this..

*She approached slowly, talons held loosely at her sides*

Baker had followed Nekone and now could see what Vaga, or whoever he was now, had done to himself. "Nekone..." he whispered "Whoever that is it isn't the Vaga we knew. It's plain as day even if neither of us could "feel" it. I don't think we can trust this guy to use the Tokens to contain the Titans."

i'm not. i cannot make you're choices for you.

Baker had followed Nekone and now could see what Vaga, or whoever he was now, had done to himself. "Nekone..." he whispered "Whoever that is it isn't the Vaga we knew. It's plain as day even if neither of us could "feel" it. I don't think we can trust this guy to use the Tokens to contain the Titans."*focused Telepathy at Baker* [ Just like can we really trust Gael now... both seem like pawns to me... ]

Don't play games with me.

*Gently reaches for his face*

you are being played Gael, but not by me.

It doesn't matter anymore.

*strokes his cheek*

no, it really doesn't.
**he smirks and steps back out of her reach, turning around and walking towards the cliffs**
perhaps it will when i return.

*Steps off after him and grabs him by the shoulder*

Where are you going.

**looks over his shoulder at her**
was hoping to get over to Azael's hiding place before we had to do this.

You know I can't let you do that.

**he sighs**
i know.

Just come back with me to Atreyu..

wouldnt do much good. he wants the tokens destroyed, and i am the token now. Atreyu isn't exactly the "change of plans" type.

(to Baker) [ so... what to do.... who to trust? You seem to know them far better than I. ]

Then I'm sorry, but as long as you live, there will be a threat.

*Pushes the tips of her talons into his shoulder*

**he smirks, relishing the feeling**
it seems Atreyu and i share one more thing.
**after a few seconds he turns the palm of his hand back towards her and a blast off flame shoots out at her stomach**

*She twists to the side out of protection for her organic parts, and slashes for his arm with the venom-laced claws*

**he spins his arm around behind her's and catches it in a reverse elbow hold**
too slow luv.

*With a light growl, she wrenches all of her weight against his elbow, bringing the other set of talons to bear on any exposed flesh.*

**the force she put on his elbow gave him enough torque to flip up off the ground and come up behind her, freeing both of their arms**

*She turned quickly, and dropped to a crouch with bared fangs rather than attack*

**he quickly slings the sword into its holder around his back, moving his left foot back a few feet, dropping into a crouch himself. the flame around hs hands seems o glow brighter**

Always with the fire..

*She slashed at him with one hand, using it as a diversion to hook the other hand around his ankle*

**he blocks the first slash with his forearm; her claws hit it, but dont penitrate. he spins his leg around behind him, attempting a heel kcik around her back**

""Vaga" is going to win here." Baker said quietly to Nekone "We can't trust him with the power of the Tokens, however. But for now we'll need his help to get to the rest of the Tokens to seal the Titans away. If the time comes when he'll try to use the Tokens for something other than sealing them away, like for weilding the power himself instead we'll need to be ready to fight him."

*She dropped to duck the kick, then pushed herself up on her hands to jump back out of range.*

**he finishes out the remaining half-spin, his foot to a stop back behind him, scattering mud and puddle water behind him**

""Vaga" is going to win here." Baker said quietly to Nekone "We can't trust him with the power of the Tokens, however. But for now we'll need his help to get to the rest of the Tokens to seal the Titans away. If the time comes when he'll try to use the Tokens for something other than sealing them away, like for weilding the power himself instead we'll need to be ready to fight him."*Watches the battle.* [ he's more powerful than before... got any Ideas? ]

Your move.

*She straightened slowly, eyes flaring in preparation.*

**smirks and digs his foot into the mud, gathering strength and launches at Gael. in mid air two short blades slide out of his wrists, each dripping the same venom as her talons**

Well I can see that won't be effective on either of us then..

*She caught the inside of the blades with her bracers, forcing them out and off target, then dropped and kicked up into his stomach as he lunged, hoping to send him over and past her.*

"You mean beyond kicking his ass? No, I havn't thought that far ahead yet. I suppose I have a trick or two up my sleeve if the time comes, though."

**he follows her movement, taking the kick in stride. he flips over and past her, but rather than rolling to the ground he snaps one of the bladed hands out infront of him, driving the blade into the ground and using it to spin back around and dropkick her knees**

*She was only starting to get up, so the kick did little more than knock her back down again. She clawed at the ground and pulled herself to gain distance before attempting to stand again, grinning at him over her shoulder.*

Come on baby, hurt me.

yes ma'am.
**he stand stock straight, hand extend out towards her. a wall of flame nearly 20 feet from side to side errupts between them and flashes towards her**

*Reflexively, she sheilded her face with her hands, raising a TK shield around herself*

**the walls bends as it hits the shield, wrapping around it until it encircles her entirely. Virgil smirks and twists his hand so the palm is facing up. the fire wall beings to spin, sending wave after wave of hot air down against the top of the shield while the tounges of flame lick at the sides**

*She managed to maintain the shield while approaching him, focusing on the goal and on the sheild to keep her mind off everything else.*

**Virgil releases his control over the flame. the firestorm was und its own power now. he lept forwards and up at he collum of flame, raises his right leg and as he falls towards Gael and her TK bubble he brought the foot down with all his might on the top of the bubble, leading with his heel and cutting through the flame**

*She released the sheild and raised her talons as if to catch him, stepping back to avoid a kick to the face.*

**thrown off balance by the change in target he loses a bit of power behind the kick, but its still strong enough to knock her off balance as well. he talons slash a feels gashes in his boot and foot as it passes through them. he lands badly on the leg and stumbels back a bit**

*She recovered quickly, and lunged at him, fully intending to take advantage of his unstable position. Her talons sought out his chest.*

**unable to recover as quickly as her, Virgil takes the hit in the chest. he uses her momentum to roll her onto her back, coming up on top of her, talons still in his chest**

*She gritted her teeth, working the talons in deeper and using her hips to try and knock him off to one side.*

Oh the comments I could make..

**winces, but smirks at the same time**
you and i both.
**her claws reach in another centimeter or so, then the metal sheets over his ribs. hereaches back with both arms, then plunges his own blades foreward just below her ribs**

*She doubled up over the pain a bit, but her position and his weight prevented much movement on her part. She gasped slightly with the raw pain and the pleasure of it. Her talons hooked on the metal surrounding his ribs.*

**he grasps her side with his strong hands, blades still embeded in flesh. he got to his knees, then to his feet, taking her with him. when he reaches his feet he lifts her off he ground and holds her a foot of he groun, driving the blades still deeper**

*Her body contorted with the pain, but she tightly shut her eyes, welcoming it and fearing it all at once. She withdrew one hand from his chest and tightly gripped his shoulder, piercing flesh once more.*

**more pain. he welcomed it. Virgil smirks to himself, relishing the feeling for a few second, then he releases his grip and pushes outhis arms, throwing Gael free of his blades**

*She shuddered on the ground for a moment or two before wrapping one arm around the wounds and somehow managing to push herself up slightly with the other. A small amount of blood trickled from her mouth, this untainted by the oil.*

That's..better...

ooc: o my god...sado-masochism anyone?

**he rolls his head around, crack his neck a few time before looking down at the punture wounds on his chest and shoulders, only blood coming out**
indeed it is.
**he spits a bit of blood out to the side and looks back at her**

ooc: o my god...sado-masochism anyone?
OOC: Heh... gotta play to the character buddy.

**he rolls his head around, crack his neck a few time before looking down at the punture wounds on his chest and shoulders, only blood coming out**
indeed it is.
**he spits a bit of blood out to the side and looks back at her**
So this is it.

looks that way.

*Nods slowly and glances to the blood on her hands.*

Can't say I'm surprized really...this is always the way it ends..

**he nods and draws his sword, retracting the wrist blades**

Allow me a final small mercy..

*The glow flickered from her eyes, reverting to a look of pure isolation. She choked a bit on her blood, but didn't allow that to shake her composure.*

**he lets the blade droop to the ground, tip once again dragging in the dirt**
what would you have me do?

*She narrowed her eyes*

Don't make me ask.

**he walked over to her, wiping the trickel of blood from the corner of her mouth**
i won't.
**he kissed her, softly, lovingly. during he kiss he brought the blade up, pressing it to her neck. after a moment, he pulled, making a clean slice**

ooc : that was it right? its late and the mind is going.

OOC: Yes. Sorry this is a poorly written ending. It was hard enough to come to as it is.

*She could feel the steel against her neck more than anything, and hated herself for focusing on it. For the first time, it struck her that this might really be the end to her very long existance. Her life had been one of suffering and betrayal, supreme justice for a crime anyone else would have been forgiven. But archangels were not supposed to fall in love, let alone with a human, and they were certainly forbidden to kill. They were supposed to be above that. As retribution, her brethern had cast her out, damning her to a life of slaughter. Her, the might of the council, her own name now long forgotten and forbidden to memory. So here she sat, locked in her final moments with the man she could so readily blame for her downfall.

Vaga... who had tried to kill her once before. But he had only succeeded in killing her stubborn unwillingness to become attached to anyone. To care for anyone again. Vaga, whom she had distrusted, hated even for taking Atreyu from her. It seemed fitting and infuriating somehow that he be the one to take her life. Breifly she wondered if her bretheren would finally accept her back into their rank. If forgiveness was something she could attain, or if she would remain earth-bound and cast out to suffer for eternity.*

Atreyu... Vag-

*The blade's kiss was mercifully quick. Life stole with it her strength, and before long her skin would turn to stone as it did for all of her kind damned to a life in exile. She died as she had lived - denied everything.*

ooc : 's alright. its always kinda hard to come up with one's own demise speach.

ic : **he felt her go lim in his arms and another dubtle change occured within him. virgil had been strong, but Vaga was the true master of this body. he only lemented that he had not been moments earier. he hel his lover in his arm, her skin turning pain, his hands stained with her blood. all this time, everyone had thought that Virgil was the dark on; that Vaga was the chamion. in truth, Vaga was the darkness within. he knew this, and he had had a reson to resist his path before. but his better-half had sen to that. all that was left to Vaga now was his darkness. he was nothing. and soon, everything would join him in his nothingness. gently, he lay Gael on the ground, then stood and began making his way back to the club, slowly, methodically**
soon my love. soon.

"So what now Vaga? What are you going to do with the Tokens?" Baker subtley placed his hand near his sword, ready to unsheath it.

OOC: I'll go back and fix it when my head's clear. Prolly tomorrow when I'm actually awake enough to put together a coherent sentence.

ooc : sounds good to me. sleep well Gael.

ic : **he looks up at eddy, blankness behind his eyes. he holds the look for a second, then walks past towards the bar**

OOC: There. That's not quite as bad, quality-wise. I'd've hated to end everything with a bad piece of writing.

*Sage sat quietly in shadow. He held in one hand a lighter, in the other hand he held a cross. It had been the first one Jhen had given him, almost a year ago. Sitting on the ground around him were bottles of Jack Spirit*

So it comes down to this...

*He set the cross on his lap, and picked up a bottle and swigged it all down*

...then end of this all....

*He took more bottles and drank some more*

...I always knew it'd go down like this. That somehow or another it'd end this way, and I must say. I'm glad its ending this way.

*He took up another bottle, the sixth bottle, and chugged it down. His very breath was heavy with alchohal. He clicked the lighter, and smashed the remaining bottles around him with his feet. A tiny flame protruded from the end of the lighter*

Oh how one small flame, can make, such a big exposion.

*He opened his mouth wide, and dropped the lighter in*

-So Ends Sagaem Kai Cornelli

**vaga grabbed a bottle of rum, mostly out of pure instinct, and downed a bit of it before dopping it on the floor where i shatter. he turned and walked towards the door**
this word was not fit for you. it is not fit for me. it is onl fit to bring death and suffereing. i know now what must be done.

**vaga grabbed a bottle of rum, mostly out of pure instinct, and downed a bit of it before dopping it on the floor where i shatter. he turned and walked towards the door**
this word was not fit for you. it is not fit for me. it is onl fit to bring death and suffereing. i know now what must be done.

OOC: Just what exactly? I have my suspicions...

OOC: Just what exactly? I have my suspicions...
ooc : you'll have to wait and see, like everybody else. but you're probibly not far off.
and just FYI, i didnt kill your snake thing yesterday, just blew it out of my way, so you can still participate and stuff.

*After Vaga left, Nekone came out and slowly walked towards the limp figure of Gael.*

[ I don't know if you can hear me Bringer of Death, but you will be missed. ]

While walking back to the club, Nekone notices and picks up 4 of Gael's feathers that came off during the fight.

Perhaps, this isn't my place anymore...

Nekone walks off into the night...

OOC:
OOC: Yes. Sorry this is a poorly written ending. It was hard enough to come to as it is.

*She could feel the steel against her neck more than anything, and hated herself for focusing on it. For the first time, it struck her that this might really be the end to her very long existance. Her life had been one of suffering and betrayal, supreme justice for a crime anyone else would have been forgiven. But archangels were not supposed to fall in love, let alone with a human, and they were certainly forbidden to kill. They were supposed to be above that. As retribution, her brethern had cast her out, damning her to a life of slaughter. Her, the might of the council, her own name now long forgotten and forbidden to memory. So here she sat, locked in her final moments with the man she could so readily blame for her downfall.

Vaga... who had tried to kill her once before. But he had only succeeded in killing her stubborn unwillingness to become attached to anyone. To care for anyone again. Vaga, whom she had distrusted, hated even for taking Atreyu from her. It seemed fitting and infuriating somehow that he be the one to take her life. Breifly she wondered if her bretheren would finally accept her back into their rank. If forgiveness was something she could attain, or if she would remain earth-bound and cast out to suffer for eternity.*

Atreyu... Vag-

*The blade's kiss was mercifully quick. Life stole with it her strength, and before long her skin would turn to stone as it did for all of her kind damned to a life in exile. She died as she had lived - denied everything.*
*Weeps uncontrollably* (:D)
*Sage sat quietly in shadow. He held in one hand a lighter, in the other hand he held a cross. It had been the first one Jhen had given him, almost a year ago. Sitting on the ground around him were bottles of Jack Spirit*

So it comes down to this...

*He set the cross on his lap, and picked up a bottle and swigged it all down*

...then end of this all....

*He took more bottles and drank some more*

...I always knew it'd go down like this. That somehow or another it'd end this way, and I must say. I'm glad its ending this way.

*He took up another bottle, the sixth bottle, and chugged it down. His very breath was heavy with alchohal. He clicked the lighter, and smashed the remaining bottles around him with his feet. A tiny flame protruded from the end of the lighter*

Oh how one small flame, can make, such a big exposion.

*He opened his mouth wide, and dropped the lighter in*

-So Ends Sagaem Kai Cornelli
*Parties* :D

So is it finally the end?

ooc : just about. probibly be finished by the end of the weekend.

OOC: Hey there...Have you all decided on what to do with the place?

*Cyberist watches nekone leave*

One less fool to deal with

OOC: Hey there...Have you all decided on what to do with the place?
ooc: This is Sanctaphrax. Yes, it will I believe be split into two clubs, although I see no evidence of another one. At the moment we have Elysian Caves, started by me through Nightfox. Feel free to move there if you wish.

ooc:... hmmm ... I don't know whether to stay or go to the caves.

ooc:... hmmm ... I don't know whether to stay or go to the caves.OOC; heyho... you still around?

OOC; heyho... you still around?

ooc: yeah I guess. I'm exhausted... burning in my eyes... but I know if I try to sleep I won't be able to.

ooc: and... do you know of any other RPs besides elysian caves I could go ahead and get involved in?

OOC: Stay

OOC: Yes. Sorry this is a poorly written ending. It was hard enough to come to as it is.

*She could feel the steel against her neck more than anything, and hated herself for focusing on it. For the first time, it struck her that this might really be the end to her very long existance. Her life had been one of suffering and betrayal, supreme justice for a crime anyone else would have been forgiven. But archangels were not supposed to fall in love, let alone with a human, and they were certainly forbidden to kill. They were supposed to be above that. As retribution, her brethern had cast her out, damning her to a life of slaughter. Her, the might of the council, her own name now long forgotten and forbidden to memory. So here she sat, locked in her final moments with the man she could so readily blame for her downfall.

Vaga... who had tried to kill her once before. But he had only succeeded in killing her stubborn unwillingness to become attached to anyone. To care for anyone again. Vaga, whom she had distrusted, hated even for taking Atreyu from her. It seemed fitting and infuriating somehow that he be the one to take her life. Breifly she wondered if her bretheren would finally accept her back into their rank. If forgiveness was something she could attain, or if she would remain earth-bound and cast out to suffer for eternity.*

Atreyu... Vag-

*The blade's kiss was mercifully quick. Life stole with it her strength, and before long her skin would turn to stone as it did for all of her kind damned to a life in exile. She died as she had lived - denied everything.*

'Gael' Stag walked in and knelt by the limp form
'I wasn't there. how like me. I'm never there, for anyone. I wasn't even there for my damn girlfriend when she died, and now another one of my closest friend. I don't know if it was ever you who was freinds with my ancestor, I don't care, I'm friends with you now. My only regret is I never paid our debt to you. Well' he smiled ironically
'Theres always the fact you died. I regret that too.' He lifted Gaels body up into his arms
'And look at me now, holding your corpse. you know I really always thought it would be the other way around. Well without the holding, you never were very sentimental around me. or maybe you were and I never noticed. My gift to you is rest my dear Gael. Whether it works or not, who can tell. But I give to you my soul stone' He took off a necklace with a stone affixed to it
'It will keep your soul from the ravages of the void for so long as you wish it. But do you know the final irony? The final grain of salt in the wound? I am like you now. I'v failed my duty. Let my friends come to harm. There is no councel to deal the sentence but for me none are required. I will miss you more than you could know Gael. Goodbye' A tear fell on her forehead and Stag stood up differently. He carried his body differently than when he had knelt by her
'Vaga!' He called to the air, knowing this had to be his work
'You can kill me a thousand times in a thousand different ways! But I'll still hound you at every corner! Sleep lightly Vaga!' his marks flared up in fury he had not felt before
'For we will meet again. And when we do pray to whatever god you hold dear'

OOC: So Gael, are you like quitting all the RP's in the PC and the caves now? Since, you know, death can be a minor kink in your social life here :p

*she approaches the ruins glowing. her face is somber but her eyes reflect immesurable grief and loss. the wind whips at her bear limbs but she doesn't notice. so much pain, in the end. so much betrayal. a darker path for some, those who survived... and for others... finally, perhaps some rest and peace. a single tear falls and hits the ground. she closes her eyes and extends her consciousness. they are not her worshippers, but perhaps she can grant them a bit of comfort. she blesses all the souls she has met here, especially the ones who were there when she needed. She turns, and as she walks towards the beach, she disappears, leaving only her footsteps in the sand.*

*a ray of sun pierces through the clouds and touches on spot near the club, the spot where a Goddess stood in grief. there is one tiny moist spot that seems to steam. that in itself is a rather unusual occurence, but then a small green shoot appears, bathed in golden light. and the wheel comes full circle. the end is but a new begining.*

OOC: Wow! This is still going?!

TCG: TG

OOC: Oh, I'll still be around in NS. Just killed off this character. I won't be in the caves, though. Never was.

OOC: Oh, I'll still be around in NS. Just killed off this character. I won't be in the caves, though. Never was.OOC: and tormenting me in Rejected Royalties... :D

heard a rumor you were planning another RP thread true?