Well one issue is that everyone's names are the same color when looking at the "Users viewing thread" bit. ...Site doesn't look so pretty but hey at least drafts get saved. Maybe with some more exploration it'll grow on me...and I don't think this is anywhere near my usual shade of blue. Edit: And now I think I found my royal blue. Yay.
Anna eyed the gear Caius started to toy with, kneeling down to pick up one of the many trinkets laid out on the floor before turning it over to gaze at it. "That's sweet." She spoke quietly before placing the small thing on Caius's bed so they would not step on it. It would be a shame if anything got broken. Her thoughts wandered over to Cal who was likely with Soren now. She was glad to have her around as that meant even when she could not be with her brother, someone else was there to look after him. Even though Soren had gotten so strong and took the role as the elder sibling between the two, she often felt like she did all the worrying. "I feel terrible. I haven't thanked her." Anna sighed. "Cal's done a better job keeping an eye on Soren than I have." She glanced at the locket. "He doesn't hate you. He's just..." Anna crossed her arms and hunched over to stare at the trinkets Caius had gathered. Though she had offered to help she had no idea how to do anything with those things. "...Angry." She closed her eyes and hummed softly as it made her feel better. The melody that came forth was one she had the vaguest memory of hearing when she was little. Something she had known even before she could form words but she knew she had never heard it from anyone she had met. It was a slow and simple tune, Soren even called it depressing, but it reminded Anna of home. Not where she slept but the idea of home, the idea of being with family. She liked to think that her mother had taught her that song and only held onto the hope that someday she might see her. The pained look in Cal's teary eyes soon vanished as did the knot in his stomach when she smiled at him. Even if everything wasn't alright they could still make something out of this moment. "I would like that. We could do something now. It would be nice to cheer up. I even - I think I might know why you're so angry all of the time. I could tell you, if you want to know." She spoke up as she took his hands in hers and tugged gently to lead him out of the room. He followed without questioning where they would go, nervously glancing down at their hands. "I just thought something was wrong with me." Soren looked back up at Cal and picked up his pace to walk beside the girl. "If you have any answers I'd like to hear them." He bit on his lower lip as he eyed Cal, thinking over something he should have done or said days ago. Before he opened his mouth Soren turned away feeling like he would only look like a fool if he tried anything. Taking a deep breath and reminding himself that the only ones around were just themselves, Soren refused to let his nerves get the best of him. Even so, looking back at Cal only gave him a strange mix of feelings none of which were easily distinguishable for him. None except for fear. Fighting demons was becoming more like child's play to him, ironic considering his true age, but not once had he ever been afraid. "You're a good person, Cal. Much better than me." No, that wasn't exactly what he wanted to say. He smiled slightly looking her in the eye hesitantly. "You don't just look nice." For the longest time that was the only word he had for Cal and he thought it was time to change that. "You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen." Though he had not seen many one of which was his own sister. "Just...don't tell Anna I said that." He lowered his head, trying to keep his face from burning up.
[/url]"Alright everybody, just calm down. This is America, this can't be the first time you've seen a gun being waved around." Frantic shouts and screams of people ducking for cover in the corners of the Federal Reserve Bank of Chicago. Already Manhunter had made short work of the security, not by killing them, but by shooting each and every one of the guards in the arm. Milo was glad to see that their investment in a little extra muscle for this heist was paying off. "Tie 'em up, Wonder." Looking at that mask made him cringe behind his own, why did she have to pick something so creepy? Even if she was the only woman on the team, that didn't mean she had to play the part. As Wonder lassoed the tourists and employees Green and Flash stood by, rifles at the ready, to ensure no one tried to play hero and ruin the fun. As he passed Flash by, yet again he had to resist choking from the nightmarish mask chosen by his colleague. Apparently being part of the most elite organization of thieves in the world meant that they could not get a decent mask. Leaving the four members of their league behind to deal with the hostages and sure-to-come coppers Milo (aka "Bats") headed towards his first stop at a display of a full one million dollars in singles that was meant for tourists to stop by and take pictures with. He smashed open the glass bulb with the butt of his rifle. He planned on letting the others worry about the had job of collecting the cash as there was another easier target for him. A briefcase with yet another million, also on display, full of Benjamins. Milo cracked his knuckles and tilted the case on its side to check the bottom for any trace of attachment to the stand in which it was displayed on. Nothing. He turned his head to the sound of sirens and cracked a smile. "Two million out in the open and all I had to do was break some glass and pick up a briefcase." He flicked the locks on the case and carried it out to the lobby where his partners were. "No wonder this economy's in the dumps." He tapped Green on the shoulder, "Any word on Aqua and Supes?" "They're coming." And in a hushed tone the masked man added, "What kind of cut are the rest of us taking?" "Seeing as how I'm the bigshot around here..." He counted off the numbers in their league and nodded contently. "It'll be a six-sway split." "There's seven of us, idiot." A muffled gunshot rang out, the barrel of Milo's rifle being pressed into Green's gut. "I don't count dead men." The others turned around to look at their dead comrade. "That's for the shitty movie. You know your jobs, get to work people."
I don't go out much so I don't really get opportunities to do random acts of kindness. I might have done some stuff in my job but I honestly don't remember any of it. The last thing I do remember was a while ago and it was hardly anything to be proud about. I just helped some old woman grab something off a shelf that was too high for her to reach at a store. I'm totally the best person ever. As for receiving it...well I'm not really in need of random acts of kindness. One person asked how my day was when I didn't seem to be feeling so good and back in high school people helped me out when I was carrying a bunch of heavy guitar equipment. Be nice and don't expect anything in return aside from that good feeling you get from it. Even when it's not the holidays!
Anna raised an eyebrow upon entering the room to see Caius...doing something. She tilted her head watching as he tried to hide what he was doing upon realizing that she was really someone other than he had expected to come barging in. "Hi little one." Anna sat on her bed as her eyes shifted to the things the boy had begun to drop. "What are you doing?" She smiled faintly. "Do you want any help with whatever that is?" She walked over to the boy and ruffled his hair, frowning at how long it had gotten. Soren did not seem to care how long his hair was getting but maybe Caius did. "I could cut it for you." Though, admittedly, she had never tried such a thing before and would likely make it look terrible. But Caius did not have to know that. Soren froze as Cal embraced him, he could sense something bad had happened but he had not expected it to be enough to get Cal to do anything like this. He slowly wrapped his arms around the girl and sighed deeply. She admitted he was right but even that did not leave a good feeling in his stomach. "I'm working on it, Cal." He stared down at girl and squeezed her gently. "It'll be okay. I promise." Soren assured her softly as he ran a hand through Cal's hair feeling more than just uneasy by having her so close, but whatever word for that there was had been lost to him. After a long moment Soren pulled back and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I know this isn't a good time but there's a lot I want to tell you." Soren's eyes met with Cal's before he averted his gaze. "I know I've been a jerk. I know I haven't said any of the right things to you. I've spent more time training than speaking with you or even my sister." He lowered his head and chuckled. "So much is eating at me that I don't know how to process it. I've always been angry and most of the time I don't even know why. I'm sorry." He shook his head. "I feel something different for you and I've been meaning to talk to you about it ever since you kissed me." Soren took in a deep breath, realizing this had been the most he had spoken in days. "Can we...do something? Today...or even tomorrow if you want. Just us. No training, I promise. Anna can take care of Caius." Though his sister would probably ask him for a favor in return if he asked her to do that. To Soren, trying to deal with any emotion other than anger was foreign to him, it was as if he was stuck with every negative emotion while his sister remained the most normal out of all of them it seemed. Soren sat down on one of the desks in front of Cal which put that at even height for once and stared at her, saying nothing more.
"Soren?" "Huh?" Soren lowered his fists, turning towards the sound of Anna's voice. "What is it?" He did not have to ask. The look on her face was plain enough to see that she was concerned for him. "This is all you've done. You said you'd even talk to Cal about how y-" "I only said I'd talk." He looked down at the faint scars on his hands, the day before he had pushed himself a little too far but already they had healed up. "Do you feel it?" Anna blinked at his question and shook her head, confused. "Never mind." If she did not know what he was talking about, even with such a vague question, then that must have meant she could not feel that same anger he always did or sense the same things he could. He was glad for this, it was better to have his sister be oblivious to it than to feel something so dark. "Cal's not in the room. It's just me and Caius there." "Go back to our room. Play with Caius. I'll...I'll just try and...I don't know. I'll find Cal." Anna nodded slowly, whispering something barely audible but he knew that it was something about him being careful. Anna headed back, she got along with the younger boy just fine when her brother--who surprisingly didn't pick on Caius--just avoided the lad. Soren followed Anna out of the training room, having nothing left to do as he did not want to slow his progress down by injuring himself again. The two went their separate ways, Anna going in to the bedroom to greet Caius, leaving Soren to figure out where Cal could be. Something that was not too difficult given that both Alistair and Lu, who was dragging the man, left the classroom. He had forgotten the room had even existed. It was difficult to remember that there were other places besides the bedroom and the training room these days. Keeping quiet as to not draw attention to himself, he waited for the two to pass him by before heading inside, finding Cal alone with a red mark on her cheek as if she had been hit. He stood at the doorway and knocked on the already open door. "Hey," He quietly spoke up, "is there room for one more here?"
"The answer is no. My wish to kill the other fallen runs deeper than my task to bring punishment that I was given upon my creation. Even when I was dormant you had that same need to bring vengeance to those who had done evil, to those who had wronged you. That's not a coincidence. In fact, it's the very reason why I killed my last vessel's wife and coming child." "What wrong did they do?" "I've told you exactly what nephilim can do. I could not--would not bring a child into this world knowing what it would feel." "What-" "That hatred, rage, and festering violence you've kept bottled up is not something you've had over the years because of the pain you've seen. It exists because you were born with it. Just as I was created with it. You see, loyalty is not something angels are familiar with. We have purpose, mine was to bring Father's wrath and with it I was made to have an innate hatred for evil...it is something I can sense, something I wish to wipe out of existence. Unfortunately, during the Rebellion I neglected to realize what it would do to me should I Fall. Now my own nature calls for my own destruction for my betrayal." "And that's why you hate the other Fallen despite being one of their leaders?" "The irony is not lost on me." Lei growled. "How would you imagine a nephilim, one who is not supposed to exist, would come to terms with an ability like that? That's ignoring the fact that, if they're alive, they have access to far darker powers. Everything about your children is an affront to God and they will know it. Killing them would be an act of mercy." Henrik drew Nakah and pointed the blade at Lei. He lowered and dropped the sword onto the ground without any action against the angel. If Soren and Anna were alive, what kind of pain would they be in? He knew that if he were to see them again, he would have missed the only opportunity he had to see their first steps, hear their first words, make them smile for the first time. Ingrained in Arakiel was a pit of despair that could not be sated unless he was forgiven or killed. At last Henrik could see what bonded the two. The one thing that Lei had that could even be compared to his loss. Pain. He understood Lei for the first time. "It's time to wake up." "Come on, you're not even trying." The demon swiped its claws at teen, missing once more. No matter how fast it was, he was faster, every time it thought to pin him he only broke free. Even when he tried to antagonize it the demon hardly did anything more than growl and lunge at him. Of course, Soren knew it would not have made the fight anymore difficult by doing so. Demons were hardly the most intelligent creatures nor did they seem to become anymore aggressive when half a dozen of their brethren were slain right before them. Luring the demons into the training room was starting to become a thing of a hobby for Soren. For some reason they had been appearing outside of the basement but it was not something he cared about too much. As long as he had something to kill he was content. Soren motioned for the demon to come at him and as it charged forth, two blades materialized in his hands and were thrust into the beast. He released the blades of mist and smirked as the demon staggered backwards, still very much alive and angry, before he gestured upward with his hands causing the demon to be launched into the ceiling making a sickening crack. He raised an eyebrow, realizing the two swords had pinned it on the ceiling leaving the demon to hang like an oversized piñata. With a snap of his fingers the weapons vanished letting the demon crash onto the ground. He looked around at the mess he had made. There were more of them today and the day had just barely begun. Soren was glad he had chosen not to bring Anna along with him. He had taught her how to use some of her powers but she was not suited for any of this. She could barely even levitate anything, something Soren had quickly mastered upon discovering he could do so. He took in a deep breath and went over by the wall to sit down. It didn't matter how hard he trained or how many he killed, in the end he still felt that same sick hatred. The others knew he was angry but he never bothered to tell anyone, even Anna, what was eating at him. She seemed to be unable to feel as he did. 'What's wrong with me?'
This is the end of a saga(that's been a little drawn out). Multiple endings would be a bad idea. A secret ending to hint at what's next beyond KH3 is all we really need. Though, I'd actually be okay with a joke ending. "Oh no! Xehanort was secretly Mortimer Mouse in disguise the whole time!"
Bumping this thread because season 2 is out today. Not sure if it's currently on the PSN or we need to wait until later tonight for it to update. I haven't heard anything yet about the first episode tying into the filler episode 400 Days. But yes, we do play as Clementine. And she's not much older then when we last saw her.
*Poke*
Mist began to dissipate from Soren's arms as he stared at his hands, clenching them into fists for a moment before relaxing and taking a deep breath. A few new tricks and some muscle wasn't much, but he knew he couldn't expect much more from several hours of training compared to the progress he could make over several days or weeks...or years. No, this wasn't even the beginning but it was enough for now. His stamina had been growing tremendously and what he could only have sustained for a short period just two days ago he could do with relative ease today. "I'll be back." He spoke as if the room could even listen to him. By now Cal should have been awake and he wanted to get out of the training room before she barged in, embarrassed him, and talked about herself and Anna being worried. But he mostly didn't want to look stupid in front of Cal again. He walked into their room to find Cal's bed empty and Anna just barely sitting up in her own, rubbing her eyes. "Good morning, sleepyhead." "Did you wake up on the right side of the bed for once?" Anna yawned as she pulled herself out of bed and looked up at her brother. "Don't be silly." Soren knew that she was referring to his constant anger, the hatred he felt he had been born with, something so strong that he believed it would never go away. Even so... "I'm dealing with it." He looked back over towards Cal's empty bed. "Where is she?" Anna blinked at him and looked over at Cal's bed then over at Caius's own empty one. "She's probably with the little one." Soren nodded in response, looking over in the same direction as Anna. He had not noticed that Caius was not there either. It was hard to care about a boy whose father was so filled with...evil for lack of a better word. "Are you two-" "No. Just stay here. I'll be back." Anna frowned but did as Soren told as he left the room. As soon as he did, he nearly bumped into Regulus who was already leaving his operating room. Soren raised an eyebrow, but he did not pursue after the man. Alistair's voice came from the other side of the room, telling Soren that he wasn't alone in there. If anything it sounded like he must have been with- 'Cal?' If they had been anywhere else, preferably without Alistair around...and without Caius, he might have smiled. Rather than just head right in, he waited outside of the door for everything to settle down. Still, he was glad to have found her in one piece considering where he found her.
Soren scratched the back of his head as he sat up, looking around the room. He had expected his body to be sore from yesterday's training after having gone to bed so late after finishing off the rest of those demons. Instead, he woke up feeling perfectly normal. As normal as someone like him could feel that is. It was still a little early and the others did not seem to have woken up so he took the opportunity, before Anna could tell him not to leave, to get out of the room and head out into the hall, heading towards the training room. Once he was there, Soren started up with his routine the same as all the other days. There were so many things in his mind that he knew he needed to work on. Speed, strength, finesse(something he was not so good at), and of course raw power(which he knew he had plenty of). Mist wrapped around his arms and Soren began his training for the day alone. Henrik stretched his arms out as Iris pushed his shoulder gently to wake him. Nothing from Lei, this night, not even an insult. "Good morning." After some morning preparation, Henrik decided to head over to Cora's room to see if she was up for any training before they had to leave the apartment. They had not even scratched the surface last time and he intended to be much stricter this time around. If Arariel was doing her(or his?) job, then surely Cora must have made some slight improvement overnight, even if it simply meant not making a mess when using her powers. He knocked on her door, though he was almost certain Cora would still be asleep. That kind of training did cause a person to sleep in. But, as Lei taught him, it hardly compared to taking those experiences out on the real world.
Iris had told him that the day had not been productive. They had not gotten anything done, they hadn't even left Cora's apartment yet. Henrik could only nod in response as his mind was on other things. He had barely even managed to say anything to Cora when she brought up her training with Arariel. He could only hope that for the girl's sake that Arariel was nothing like Lei. Outside of a comment here and there, the angel had been silent for the day and if Henrik hadn't know better he would have thought Lei had learned his lesson. That wasn't it though. Something must have been wrong. He pressed a hand to his forehead and closed his eyes thinking that maybe he shouldn't have accepted Cora's little drinking challenge. The last thing they needed was a man with a homicidal alter ego being drunk. Thankfully, he could hold his own liquor. He spent several years in Cora's homeland, Russia, after all. Henrik looked over at Iris who was already fast asleep. Rather than dwell on whatever strange feelings Lei was giving off, Henrik went to sleep.
Soren lowered his fists as he turned to watch Alistair and Regulus leave himself and Cal to fend off the remaining beasts they had summoned. 'I wonder where they're going.' It was sudden enough that Soren knew that it meant this had to be important but whatever it was, was it really important enough to follow them and see what was going on? He glanced over at Cal. No. It wasn't. At least watching the adults fight proved useful, it gave Soren the chance to observe how they battled and how they used their powers in a fight. It was no substitute for experience, but it was more than nothing. He smiled faintly as he watched the blonde. "Are you having f-" Soren was knocked over almost immediately by one of the demons for having his guard down for so long. He skidded back a short distance and clutched his face with right hand, cursing under his breath in frustration at his own foolishness. Just as he started to recover the demon lunged at him. Soren rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding its attack before rising to his feet. Instinctively he thrust out his bloodied hand in some kind of attempt to defend himself. He blinked, watching as the demon fell collapsed after having several small holes punched clean through it. Soren turned his hand over to find that not a drop of blood was to be seen on it. He touched the small gash on his cheek, wondering what he had just done if he knew he had not used the mist. He looked back over at Cal. Though she had distracted him...by just...being Cal, he was still willing to finish cleaning things up. "Do you want any help?" Cora waking up so late reminded him of when Lei had begun to reveal himself through a series of dreams of his previous vessel. That strange "dream training" only made him even worse when it came to sleep. Perhaps Cora was going through exactly the same thing. Henrik ran a hand through his hair and shrugged at Cora's question. He had not heard from the others at all for the day and was beginning to wonder if they had been left behind. Though it would not have been too bad considering all the others did was run around recruit angels, they were still his only shot at vengeance. Aside from taking the suicidal route and testing his luck by allowing Lei to fulfill that wish. "As much as you need training, we probably shouldn't stick around here any longer." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and stared at the screen for a moment. No messages from anyone. 'Maybe they ditched you. I wouldn't blame them. You're poor company.' As if Lei was any better with his attitude. Henrik sighed and stuffed his phone back in his coat before glancing over at Iris. "Would have been a nice vacation in any other situation." "Maybe..." "Anyways, are set to leave?"
Oh looky. A new OC. User Name: Aiden Pearce Name: Milo Kolar Angel: Armaros {Accursed One} Appearance:Here. Age: 35 Location: Chicago Illinois Occupation: Senior member of the Pink Panthers criminal organization. Religious Views: Jewish but he's not very good at it. Personality: Willing to do whatever it takes to gain power and wealth. He does not believe in the concept of loyalty. Whenever he speaks, he is usually telling the truth while lying. He changes his attitude based on the situation he finds himself in to get on someone's good side just long enough to gain the opportunity to stab them in the back. If he wants something, he will get it. Other: He prefers to get his hands dirty.
Name: "Frost" Age/Grade: 18/Senior Gender: Male Species: Behemoth Appearance: Here. Draconian Form: Stone Demon Personality: Quiet but friendly. Does his best to avoid a fight but he'll often jump into the middle of something if when it gets out of hand. Biography: "Frost" is, of course, not his real name but rather a nickname he wanted to go by as his real name is something far too showy for this day and age. At his request, all school records regarding his name have been changed so as not to reveal it. His family is something like royalty amongst the Behemoths, something Frost does his best to keep everyone from knowing. Questions about his lineage would get annoying very quickly. His mother is a Shiva which, to those who know his family, is something that several of his own kind look down upon. Of course, the only thing he really inherited from his mother was a Shiva's taste in clothing. Other: Though leaner than most other Behemoths, Frost is many times stronger than he looks. Finally got around to editing my old OC. Not including Frost's real name this time around. Though I'll keep it around. LET'S DO THIS.
Save Hana. Let her soul be free.
2 Soren raised an eyebrow at Cal's comment. Sleeping in? He didn't know he had done that but the important thing was that he was awake now. He smirked and tilted his head until it popped, rolling his shoulders afterwards. If she was intending to fight him he would have to stretch out a little. He had just woken up and his body was still a little sore. Thankfully, Cal did not look so fresh herself either. "That's right, you should go after someone your size." He motioned for her to come at him. "Or at least close to it." He teased right back at her given that he was the tallest of the bunch. Trails of mist began to form around the tips of his fingers. Not exactly how he wanted to start the day off, but it would be fun to see if Cal had really gotten any stronger. Soren was unsure if he would be comfortable if he actually hit Cal but at the same time, he knew she would probably take it as an insult if he tried to put on the kiddie gloves with her. His eyes shifted towards the small knife in the blonde's hands. He didn't need anything like that. He was his own weapon. "I'm ready when you are."
"Wakey wakey." Soren's eyes slowly cracked open to stare at his sister leaning over his bedside, he yawned and rolled over wanting to get back to sleep. "No." He responded quietly. Immediately his sister placed her hand on his shoulder and began to shake him. Soren sighed out and sat up, rubbing his eyes. "What is it?" "Good morning to you too." "It's morning already? I just went to sleep..." Reluctantly Soren pushed himself out of bed. "What happened last night between you two?" "Huh?" He blinked at his sister, wondering what she was on about. He scratched his cheek for a moment as he tried to remember what happened. Then it hit him. Soren nervously turned away from his sister, rubbing his cheek where Cal had kissed him last night. What did that really mean anyways? Did that mean Cal liked him? He wanted to ask Anna but she would only tease him about it. "Nothing." He looked around the room, hoping to see Cal but she was already missing from her bed. "She's not here. I think she left before we woke up." Anna grinned and pushed him on his shoulder playfully. "Something did happen, huh?" "N-no. I'm going to look for her. " Soren muttered as he started towards the door only to be stopped by Anna stepping in front of him. "You can't go out like that." Before he could ask her what she meant, Anna reached for his head but rather than smack him she attempted to smooth out his unkempt hair. He frowned at his sister and her ways of making him feel like a small child but even so he did not fight it. "There. Much better." He opened his mouth to thank her when she said, "What will you say to her?" "Um..." Right, he hadn't even gotten that far. He knew he would likely make a fool out of himself if he went after Cal without thinking. Seeing that he had no answer, Anna took it upon herself to teach him a few things that he couldn't learn through throwing a couple of punches. 9 He was glad to be out of the room finally, as learning that kind of stuff from Anna was awkward and he was not even sure if he would be able to say the right kind of things to Cal anyways. At least his sister did not come along with him to search for Cal and see what would come of him speaking to her again. If Mali had not been around, the first place he would have checked was the mirror room seeing as how Cal used it to check up on Mali. But where would she go now that Mali was back? Without having to go to another floor, Soren's thoughts came to the training room. That's where she found him so he thought he might find her there this time around. Though he wasn't sure why she would be there. Cal did not seem to be too interested in training... "Will you teach me?" If the question had been directed to him he would have said yes, but as he entered the room he was quickly disappointed to find Alistair there as well. Still, he was glad he found Cal. "Hey Cal. I didn't think I'd find you here." What was she doing training anyways? He could only wonder if it had anything to do with him constantly being away to do so himself. "Now you're sneaking out to train also?" He teased.
I'm not sure about their choice for Harry. Hopefully the movie will convince me otherwise. And from the looks of everything, this seems to be setting up a Sinister 6 movie. Rhino, Vulture, and Doc Ock all seem to be made by Oscorp. Not sure if I approve but at least it makes getting them to team up against Spidey easy.
