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 Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 1:47 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
 Feared
Exalted
Evil?  As the gunslinger replied, Greed chuckled and shook his head, but did not reply. Red pretty much did the replying for him, and Greed had nothing left to say. Then, a sudden idea popped into his head. He had done practically all the training he needed to for the time being, and there wasn't s**t left to do at the CAZ... the demon didn't really have plans, and he wasn't gonna sit here and babysit the new kids for god knows how long. That much was for certain. His vermillion gaze turned to Red, smiling and giving her a challenging gaze. "Hey Red. Give me a mission. A cool ********' mission. Anything, as long as you can honestly say it's badass." He would state, his tail flickering back and forth behind him in a rather fast motion as he spoke. Hopefully there would be something for the demon to do in all of this crazy a** city. There was always something going on in Luimira, that's for certain. And Greed figured the more missions he did, the closer he would get to reaching an expert rank anyways. And somewhere in between these missions and expert rank, he would find a tamer. He just had no idea who or when. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 3:25 pm
 Trainee Citizen Jace almost blurted out that he was ready to rest, but stopped himself with his mouth hanging open, Am I Really that tired? or was I just tired of training? he wondered to himself and then shut his mouth when he realize it was open. "Hmmm..." Jace made the sound to indicate he was considering his options and looked down hands still on his head. "Well I guess I'm ready to show you what I'm capable of," Jace took his hands off of his head and stuck them into his pockets a he said this and kicked at a clump of dirt with his boots. He looked up at Red, since she would be giving him his mission, and flipped his hair back, since a bit of it had fallen into his eyes, he didn't like anything impedeing his vision. "I should probably fill up on ammo before leaving though." xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 X Energy: 500 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 39 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 3:50 pm
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"Whoa, whoa. Not all at once." She laughed slightly. "Okay. Greed, since you like it rough, your mission will be at the Hellgrind." Red grinned, she had heard about this one training area where it really tested the traveler. It was a terrible climate but it definitely pushed whoever was oh, so, lucky enough to go there. "To the swamp. I believe it is raining. Hopefully you won't catch a cold."
As her somber vermilion gaze shifted, it landed on the human. She studied him at a distance, remembering what it was like to be of the living. To be weaker, fragile, it only meant he had to train harder to be as good or better than the rest. "Jace." Spheres watching him fidget. "You are going to go to the Red Light District and do some cleaning. Stock up on whatever you need to and then head to one of the brothels there. You will need to speak to Kaltessa..." Red grinned childishly. "She will give you further instruction. After you have finished, come back here."
The feral stood up straight, stretching her legs and arms. "Any questions? Good, didn't think so. Now be gone."
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 4:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 4:35 pm
Trainee Citizen Jace knew that was his cue to leave and simply collected his weapons and gave a simple wave his index and middle fingers pointing up and rotating his wrist to the side. "Be back soon." In reality Jace had no idea how long this would take but hell, it sounded good. He walked out the door and headed to the armory.
(exit) xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 X Energy: 500 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 51 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 4:42 pm
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Well there she was, all alone in the CAZ. Everyone was either out doing a mission or out doing God knows what. The red head would head back to her desk and reclined back in the swivel chair. Her Doc Martens crossed and propped up on the corner of the scruffy desk. With eyes closed, her head tilted back. She wasn't sleeping, merely waiting on someone to return or come in.
Well....since nothing was happening, Red decided to go find Alistair cause surely he was not still asleep.
-exit-
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 2:51 pm
Trainee Citizen Jace re-entered the CAZ with the lipstick stain from Kaltessa's token of gratitude still lingering on his cheek. He hadn't thought to look into any mirrors or that it might even be there. A quick glance at the CAZ showed him that neither Red nor Greed were here for the time being, Greed was probably still on his misson and Red must've had something to do. Jace didn't have anymore training to do so he just leaned up against the wall and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. It wasn't long however before he drifted off into sleep and dreamed of himself becoming well known and loved by the nation the way the crowd had gathered in the brothel. And occaisionally he would speak out loud the words he spoke in the dream. "What can I say? I'm talented." and then he would snore for awhile before making the next cocky remark about his dreamed up greatness. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging)X Energy: 396 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 24 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 3 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 0 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 3:42 pm
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__________ Str/Spd: 4/8 xxxEnergy: 1050/1050
__________ It must be in our minds...
Zethus walked into the CAZ and went to the ranges again. He realized he'd left his throwing knives sticking in the targets, so he pulled them out and set to work sharpening them. When he was finished, he thought about how long it had been since he'd trained in his class skills. Deciding to rectify this mistake, he started sprinting. With the aid of his enhanced speed, he moved so fast at times that he actually became invisible for a few seconds at a time.
[Learning Dash 1/5]
OOC: FAHK I forgot to Bday post for him Saturday.
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 3:58 pm
xX_I Am Rogue_Xx
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__________ Str/Spd: 4/8 xxxEnergy: 1050/1050
__________ It must be in our minds...
KABOOOOOOOOM! A loud crackling sound echoed in the CAZ as confetti filtered down upon Zethus from above his head. It was all brightly colored and sparkly. He'd also notice that one of his knives that he left in the dummy had a cupcake stuck to it, it had no candle but it certainly was fresh, as if someone just plopped it onto the knife. It had a large swirl of deliciously creamy icing with tiny sprinkles on top. It was a large cupcake, almost double the size of a normal one and on it was crudely scrolled, "Hapy burfdah <3 Noc" The baker was not the world's best speller. Clearly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 4:12 pm
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__________ Str/Spd: 4/8 xxxEnergy: 1050/1050
__________ It must be in our minds...
KABOOOOOOOOM!
Zethus about jumped out of his skin when the confetti exploded everywhere. As he was in the middle of running, he tripped over his size 13 feet and flew straight into a wall. Face first. Getting up, he looked around, rubbed his nose and grinned. "Well that was sudden." He pulled the knife out of the cupcake and looked at the note. "Haha, what the hell's a burfdah?"
OOC: LOL you clearly were waiting for this moment
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 4:16 pm
He'd notice though, on the back of the note was another message written in red sharpie, "Clean up the mess." Birthdays were great things, only as you got older, they just started to suck. This one was planned though! It helps with all the ninjas.
((HAHHHAHHHA! YES! cool ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 4:23 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? A giant bright vermilion red lightning bolt could be seen arcing over the mountains at an alarmingly fast pace. The bolt would get closer and closer to the Combat assessment zone. Then, right as it neared the place it arced in a ninety degree angle, slamming a Diabolus down so hard into the pavement the ground trembled. The Diabolud landed on one knee whilst simaltaneously smashing his fist into the ground with his head bowed as soon as he landed, lightning singing and cracking the ground as it arced up everywhere. A nearby cat would decintegrate, as well as a couple of rats. A kit fox, who was fairly out of the blast radius would simply fall to the floor, paralyzed for a few moments before it got up and ran for it's life. The Diabolus stayed in the same kneeling position for a moment, inhaling and exhaling deeply before standing up. He would then walk into the Fort through the front doors, eyeing everybody as he walked in with his ruby red eyes. Of course, the demon looked extremely worse for wear, with his entire chest covered in a large purple bruise that suspiciously resembled the back of a chair, as well as a swollen cheek and a large purple bruise on his chin. On top of that, the demon's pants were all in tatters at one of his calves, and the his iconic sleeveless hoodie was rather wet and dirty from spelunking about in the swamp. The demon's face was still seething, his large ego bruised from losing a fight... and so badly. He would go to a corner far away from others, his roving glare daring somebody to say something about his injuries before he sat down. Crossing his legs the demon would meditate, imagining his body healing. Soon enough, he felt a wierd crawling sensation in his bones as the hairline fractures in his sternum as well as his ribs began to repair themselves, sealing themselves up like new. He also felt a cooling sensation as the swelling in his face went down, making the bruises dissapear altogether as well. Greed sighed with relief. Even though his skin was iron hard and he felt no pain from the swelling, it was relieving to have all vision out of his eye instead of the partial vision he had when it was swollen.
((Used: Thunder quake, Mind over matter)) Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 875 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 4:26 pm
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__________ Str/Spd: 4/8 xxxEnergy: 1050/1050
__________ It must be in our minds...
When Zethus flipped the note over and saw the "Clean it up" written there, his smile faded and his enthusiasm flagged. "Guess this is the other side of the coin. Happy 24th burfdah to me." And grabbing a broom from the supply closet, he started sweeping up the confetti.
His facial expression? a good, solid stare
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 5:22 pm
Trainee Citizen Jace woke with a start after hearing not only one but two of what he could only assume were explosions. The first had shocked him enough to give him what he felt sure must be a heart attack although he was still leaning against the wall still, listening for a clue of what was going on but hearing nothing. Until a second sound had him stumbling over his own feet until he eventually ended up going down and falling flat on the floor face first. As he tried to catch his wind, after it being knocked violently from his lungs, gasping and grunting on the floor he saw Greed come in not looking in the best of shape. He observed the Diabolus healing himself, and by the time Jace caught his breath well enough to move Greed was looking a lot better.
Jace decided he would go talk to Greed, maybe not the smartest decision ever since Greed seemed a little... intense. Butwhat could a simple hello possibly hurt? Jace still had the lipstick stain of Kaltessa's appreciation peck on his cheek, and signs were all over that he had just woken up. His eyes were half shut and were blinking a lot and his hair was bit messy from his fall. "Welcome back," Jace said, his voice had a bit of a croak to it making it sound just slightly deeper than it normally was. Jace hadn't put much effort into the phrase, he was sure he could have come up with something more clever, but his wits weren't at 100 percent yet. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging)X Energy: 500 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 24 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 3 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 0 (12 max)
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 5:51 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? As the gunslinger spoke a single red eye would snap open,looking up starting from the gunslingers boots up his body before glaring at him with one eye for a moment, the other one snapping open as well. The demon was practically stabbing the gunslinger with his penetrating gaze, even though the gunslinger had barely said a word to him. At first, it seemed like all the demon would do was mad dog him. Then, he would speak. "Have you ever heard the phrase 'let sleepin' bears lie', Jace?" He would ask in a voice of deadly calm, his usually cocky half smile gone for the moment. After a moment of letting the statement float, he would speak. "Well, I can see your alive at least. How... dissapointing. Anyways, I'm gonna take a guess and say you passed Red's mission? Congratulations, you're a novice now. I'd give you a cookie but i'm currently out at the moment. Sucks to be you. Now... this is the part where I say 'leave me the ******** alone', and you apologize all nice like for interruptin' a berserker very obviously in meditation and walk away." The demon would state to Jace. He was obviously still very... very angry. The gunslinger was lucky enough not to comment on Greed's injuries... doing so would practically have been a death wish. Under normal circumstances, Greed probably would have teased Jace a little before asking him if he needed more instruction. In fact normally, when the demon acted all pissy he was joking, and did it to see people's reactions. It didn't really look like he was playing right now though. Arcs of lightning jumped up and down his arms as he sat there inhaling and exhaling deeply, The bright crimson red bolts reaching his shoulders before traveling down his chest and into his core, where the process would repeat. This continued for a while as Greed allowed his lightning energy to purify itself. For the moment the demon had nothing to do. He had completed his mission, not that he had much to show for it besides some tattered and dirty clothes. The demon sat there, his eyes turning away from Jace and his face taking on a look of contemplation, way too much s**t on his mind for the moment. Tired of trying to juggle so many thoughts, the demon resumed the meditation he was rousted from, trying to clear his mind again and keep it that way. It was easier to not think at all right now than to deal with such a stormy mind. Sometimes, it felt as if the storm would consume him. Meditating always helped him in these times.
(( If you're gonna train you can still get the training bonus for learning from Greed. He just doesn't wanna to be bothered right now lol)) Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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