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Bl4ckwolf · 04-06-2011

Demon the Fallen

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You find yourself opening your eyes for what feels like the first time in millennia. You try and peer about the room, but you find it strangely dark and your eyes unable to adjust to the low levels of light very quickly. Just as you are about to close your eyes again you notice that you aren’t alone in the room. An old man is sitting not too far from you. His clothes are ragged, full of holes and quite dirty, while the man himself is scruffy and unkempt. A homeless person you easily concluded, before wondering for the moment where that thought came from. It takes you a moment to realize that the old homeless man is talking to you.

“ Rise and shine, sunshine!” the homeless man’s voice is quite chipper, which for some reason irritates you greatly.

“Time to wake up! You probably shouldn’t be sleeping here! Ever since that dreadful night seems like the whole damn world has gone to hell on a silver plate.” The old man sighed.

“Wait... what night?” you manage to croak. Your voice is hoarse and you realize just how parched you are.

The homeless man leans forward peering quite closely at you. You begin to feel nervous under his gaze, until another thought strikes you. Was this homeless guy always that tanned?

“Where have you been under a rock!” the old man exclaims

“I am talking about the devils night of course. First that beautiful Angel shows up tells the whole world he is going to save us! Then the bastard disappears!” the old man laughs raucously

“Well that was just the beginning you see...” the old man’s voice suddenly becoming quite serious

“That night a massive earthquake struck the western seaboard. San Francisco was struck the hardest, I doubt there is much left of that place. Beyond some broken buildings and rubble that is anyways, here in Los Angeles we were struck pretty hard too. Wide spread damage though now most of Downtown and the ritzy sectors have been all fixed up but the ghettos have gotten even worse turning into full blown slums now!” The old homeless guy only shook his head as he intoned “What has become of people these days!”

“The damage wasn’t even the worst of it, it’s almost a year later and Gang’s are everywhere, people have been rioting on and off, the looting is out of control. Shit it’s gotten so bad proper god fearing folk is too scared to leave their homes!” There was something about the way he said ‘proper god fearing folk’ that caught your attention. You find yourself peering at him most intently realizing that what you had originally thought to be wrinkles were actually patterns. Even stranger was the fact that the pattern wrinkles were actually moving about his face subtly, almost unnoticeable without such a close inspection.

“You!” you exclaim in surprise as you suddenly realize who it is that is standing before you. The old man’s eyes turn wicked as he raises a finger to his lips. You suddenly find yourself feeling very wary as you look about you wildly knowing this Fallen’s reputation. The old man burst into laughter of genuine amusement.

“Don’t worry kid.” He said waving off your fears “I’m only here to bring you up to speed on what’s going.” The old man cracked his neck as he plopped down on the ground next to you.

“Listen up kid, and listen real good!” He said grabbing a stick.
“This city has gone to the dogs and has been ripe for our kind’s pickings.” He began sketching an outline in the dirt. “People don’t know who or what to believe in anymore since the Morningstar showed his damn face.” He only shook his head again finishing an outline of what looked to be a city.

“This here kid is Los Angeles it’s the weakest point in the abyss, and it seems where all our kind come out first. Over here in Inglewood, South Central, and Compton are the worst areas. The place is a mess, and the Raveners setting up shop down there hasn’t helped matters.” He drew circles around those three areas before continuing

“All the way down here we got the Reconcilers in Newport” he said drawing a circle around the area. “The Faustians have set up shop in Malibu. The cryptics have taken over UCLA and the Downtown sector, and finally the Luciferans have taken over Hollywood trying to gather as much possible information on the Morningstar as they can.”

The old man suddenly stood up brushing himself off “Your best bet kid is to start off by finding this cryptic in the downtown area, everyone knows her by the name the Duchess so she shouldn’t be too difficult to find. Just tell her Asmond sent you, she’ll set you up.” The old man said just before he began to walk away.

“Oh and one more thing kid, Welcome to the City of Lost Angel’s.”

Bionsan · 04-06-2011

“ Oh and one more thing kid, Welcome to the City of Lost Angel’s. ”

The sound of trembles caused by passing cars on the surface woke up Vente again. He had that weird dream again. Vente slowly stood up and stared at the mirror. His eyes had black circles even though he has been sleeping regularly for the few late days. He reached for the water bottle on the table, he poured some on this hand and splashed it on his face. He noticed he was still wearing his black leather gloves.

“ Other humans seem to change their clothing before sleeping, Vente... ” A wicked voice spoken inside his mind. Vente didn't reply, he just grabbed a newspaper and lied down once more. “ You... reply when I speak to you... ” The wicked voice spoken again, this time with a slight bit of anger. “ I heard you... Sparda. I'm a hitman, I don't have the luxury to change my clothes unless they get dirty or torn up. Changing clothes just to go to sleep is pointless. ” Vente replied and realized that he newspaper he held was old.

He stood up and grabbed his weapons, leaving out his longsword and sniper rifle. It was still day and he decided to carry only weapons that could be hidden inside his clothing. That included his small dagger and dual pistols. Vente opened the large metal door which lead him to the sewer system. Continuing through the passage, he led himself below an alley which he emerged from. He wiped his clothes off the dust and walked his way along the street. Objective; Buy a newspaper.

Gedomaru · 04-07-2011

The sound of trembles caused by a passing explosion on the second floor woke Minene up again. It was disturbing to be in this situation. Some fallen angel had possessed her, and with that revalation her goals changed. She believed there was a god now; hard not to with this bloody thing rampaging around in her body. The great Minene Uryuu wasn't dumb or foolish. But she WAS convicted. If god existed, then there was only one solution: Destroy him. With that in mind, the demon shared the same goals and it was likely one of the few reasons why her existance wasn't completely wiped out. That, and she was the only one who knew how to work her own mind. It was a dangerous place full of traps should she be captured. No, this wasn't Naruto, but she couldn't trust herself. She wouldn't reveal things even if she was being force-fed her own foot. Or her leftover eye. She wanted to hover a hand over her eyepatch, but the demon had control of her body now.

Oh well, like now was the time. The demon had just pushed a trigger, and like that: Boom! The second floor of the church had been exploded. The demon seemed to doubt that she was an explosives expert and wanted to test Minene's knowledge. Well there it was, in blazing glory. Minene kept on nagging the demon to hide -- She wasn't exactly supposed to be in plain view. But the demon ignored her and stood there. People ran by. But none of them noticed it. Well, wasn't that useful?

Satasfied, the demon now wanted nothing more than to have a pleasant cup of coffee.

Minene ****ing hated coffee.

The demon in the host's body walked off torwards a cafe in Malibu.

jorgiguel · 04-07-2011

Sion wakes up at the final words of that man, this dream that had haunted her these recent days, it brought her both great destress and interest. Her dreams were always strange, the lack of color and forms, a world that's limited to what she knows, and suddenly a dream so vivid that was always as if she could see. Yet this dream was anything but refreshing "What do you think about his words?" she thought to herself "About the Duchess? There is nothing to fear if she is a Cryptic." another voice answered in her head, however Sion didnt seem very pleased with the answer "I mean if we should search for her, would you do it?" she gets up from her bed slightly touching the wall and making slow steps trying to remeber the geography of her room and meets a familiar warm wet feeling on her hand "Ah Ranny~" there she was, her trusty companion licking her hand again, a German Shepherd Dog that was her guide dog, without her, she would have her life style quite more difficult than it already is "Nothing."

"Huh?" Sion couldnt help but feel akward at DoO reply "There is no reason for me to search for someone, thus I would do nothing." Sion sighs as she finds her closet and begins to change clothers "But, I aint you, so you can do what you want." she finishes changing clothesand grabs Ranny's leash, walking her way out of the room and in to the living room where she is recieved by one of the mansion's maids "Hehehe, that's just like you~" Sion sits her chair and proceds to drinking a cup of tea given by her maid.

Bionsan · 04-07-2011

Vente blended inside the large crowd. He moved silently towards the newspaper stand. Gently, pushing his way, he managed to reach his destination. Suddenly... Out of nowhere, a large explosion occurred. Without knowing it, Vente's eyes caught the event. The large church nearby exploded and burst into flames.

The crowd dispersed, everybody started running. Some in order to save their lives, some in order to save other's lives. “ Mortals... they cower in fear so easily... Pathetic. ” Vente remained still, he thought about buying a newspaper but the man at the stand make a run for it. Vente casually approached the stand and grabbed one. He placed it under his armpit and headed for his home.

His eyes however noticed a girl. She was standing still. Vente realized that see was special, not like ordinary humans which live their worthless lives and cower in fear at danger. His footing stopped. Vente stood still, staring at the girl as people still ran around them. “ That girl... There's something about her... ” He said out loud. With all the noise around, it sounded like a whisper.

Gedomaru · 04-07-2011

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Originally Posted by Bionsan

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WUMPFH!

That was the sound of her ass on the pavement when she wasn't watching where she was going. Minene was complaining to the demon about the damn coffee and WHOOPS!

She got up in a moment and looked at the man. The demon was suprised that a human could actually see itself, or at least so it looked like. Minene was confused that he wasn't yelling "OH MY GOD IT'S MINENE URYU THE TERRORIST!' at the top of his longs. Her eyepatch and hair-color were enough to make people recognize her, at least. ... Or maybe he was too busy staring at her butt to notice.

In the end, the two's different emotions led to a rather frusterated, constipated face.

A step forward to coruch somewhat, a fist raised in anger, and an impertenent sentence:

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING JACKASS!"

That was more of the demon than Minene, to which she commented in her mind: 'You know, he was standing still. You were the one moving.'

The body's hand palmed itself right on the face.

Bionsan · 04-07-2011

The girl tripped and fell down. Then she got back up again and looked at him. Vente stood still and gazed her with his cold eyes. The girl approached him. She raised her hand.

Vente didn't want to do anything, he thought she was just a lunatic little girl. However he started losing control over his body, Sparda was taking over. “ Let's see who you really are~ ” He said and Vente's eyes became red as a dark aura started surrounding him. “ Warn me before you do that... ” Vente complained. The eyes then stared directly at Minene's only eye. Her true identity is revealed to him. “ So it is you... RESILIENCE! ” Sparda shouted through Vente's body at her.

At that time, firefighters, medics, even the police arrived. Sparda felt they would get in the way if something occurred with the fellow fallen. The red eyes and black aura vanished. Not so long after, a group of firefighters pumped into him, blocking Minene's vision of him. Sparda used this as a distraction and vanished along with the small crowd that was still making their way to safety. As the firefighters opened up the field of vision for Minene, Sparda had already vanished. His coat could be seen waving in the escaping crowd a few meters away.

At that time, a conversation started inside Vente's mind. “ Resilience? ” He asked.
Sparda replied with no delay. “ She's another fallen, like me. I just managed to find his name, anything else is still unknown to me. ”
Vente rubbed his chin and replied. “ I don't think it was wise to reveal your form... ”
“ That was not my true form, fool... Just a small part of it. ” Sparda replied slightly annoyed.
“ You still haven't reveal much of yourself, demon. How should I know? ” Vente complained.
“ All shall be revealed to you when it's time, impatient fool. ”

Gedomaru · 04-07-2011

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Originally Posted by Bionsan

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Resilience likewise noticed the other demon.

She then persued to plug her ears with her fingers and chant "la la la I can't hear you la la la"

She walked away as he dissapeared, fading from the people's vision.

Minene chuckled inside her mind. 'You're not a very frightening demon are you? God would be proud.'

Resilience responded by continuing her plugged-earness. " La la la! There is no god! La la la!"

And this is how they arrived in the coffee shop.

Bl4ckwolf · 04-08-2011

There was this buzzing noise. It sounded like it was coming from a mile away, and for some reason he just couldn’t seem to reach out to it. It was dark and his body felt like lead. It was almost like that time... “Oh and one more thing kid, Welcome to the City of Lost Angel’s.” He felt as though he was just about to reach out and grab something substantial from the intangible when a large weight came crashing heavily down on his chest. He flailed about trying to get his breath and the weight off his chest when he felt a large slobbery pink tongue go from his chin all the way to his forehead. His eyes snapped open and he was staring into the face of one very large Saint Bernard. “Misha off!” he cried bracing his hands against the dogs heavy chest trying to push her off, the dog pushed back licking enthusiastically at him all the while. Finally managing to win out over the dog, he righted himself. An Alaskan Malamute was sitting quite peacefully next to his bed, watching the commotion as it had unfolded. He smiled at the other dog and petted its head “Good boy, Kodes.” He turned a scowl on the Saint Bernard Misha “Why can’t you be more like him huh?” Misha immediately rolled over going belly up and covered her face with her paws. He couldn’t help himself he had to chuckle and pet the dogs belly. Misha took it as a sign of all is forgiven and rolled back onto her stomach and panted out her happiness. He just shook his head and went to get changed, smacking the ringing alarm clock as he passed it. Just as he was about finished getting ready for the morning he stopped the mirror catching his attention. He stared into it trying to recognize this foreign face, everything about Adam Wolfe was still here, his memories, his feelings, his mannerisms, but Adam was gone. When he had taken those pills to end his own life that night his soul was much to weak when Jophiel had taken possession, Adam was gone to whatever afterlife awaited him and Jophiel was the only one left. Since arriving in this world he had lain low lived this kids life tried to get his bearings on what was going on. He had to say humans thought hell was bad? It was nothing compared to the burbs. , he had met with a few contacts in the Luciferan faction. They had been scouring Hollywood trying to find a trace of the Morningstar but had so far turned up nothing. As he stared into the foreign reflection he remembered Asmonds words. Find the Duchess. Asmond had also said she was a cryptic he reasoned who better to go for some information, and maybe she will have a clue to Lucifers location. That settled it, he quickly finished his preparations and made ready to leave for the morning telling a sulky Misha to stay while him and Kodes set off towards downtown L.A.

Gedo & Bion - The Twins

“Oi! Oi! Just what in the blimey ell do you think you’re a doin!” Piped a young voice from behind Sparda, If he turned to look he would have seen a young kid who couldn’t be more then 12 - 13 years old. If he had turned to look another kid looking nearly identical to the one he was now facing would have dropped out of the sky behind him and again from behind him he would have heard in a nearly identical voice “Just who in you don’t want to know his name territory do you think this is?” The second kid walked over to who was obviously her twin brother.

“Your making a ruckus!” they exclaim in unison

“First you blow up a church!” said one

“On another persons territory!” said the other

“Without asking for permission first that’s just bad manners!” They cried in unison

“Then you revealin you’s self in broad daylight!” said the first one again

“With all these people running about!” said the other shaking his head

“Even if they are scurrying about like rats on a sinking ship” snickered the first one again

“Still these aren’t your cows!” said the other shaking his fist at the two of them

“It's just plain wrong” sighed the first

Both boys suddenly had a very dark, and wicked look about their eyes as they gave them both a feral grin “We might just be needin to be teaching you’s a lesson if you don’t be moseying on outta here in 5 seconds.”

Gedomaru · 04-08-2011

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Before they knew it, they were surrounded by some little kids. Sounded british. Minene hated the british. No real reason, but damn were they annoying. And they chatted on and on and that's it she couldn't take the brainless womp of their mouths anymore!

"GROW SOME ****ING PUBES!" Minene took over her own body. Like hell she'd listen to these two ****ers talk about territory. It was annoying enough to be possessed by a demon, but when other started annoying her?

A kick aiming right in their mother-lovin crotch. Didn't matter which twin. The demon inside her sighed and laughed at the same time.

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Bionsan WildFortune Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: In the land of Awesomeness. Posts: 70,209 Blog Entries: 23	Re: Demon the Fallen: City of Lost Angels “ Oh and one more thing kid, Welcome to the City of Lost Angel’s. ” The sound of trembles caused by passing cars on the surface woke up Vente again. He had that weird dream again. Vente slowly stood up and stared at the mirror. His eyes had black circles even though he has been sleeping regularly for the few late days. He reached for the water bottle on the table, he poured some on this hand and splashed it on his face. He noticed he was still wearing his black leather gloves. “ Other humans seem to change their clothing before sleeping, Vente... ” A wicked voice spoken inside his mind. Vente didn't reply, he just grabbed a newspaper and lied down once more. “ You... reply when I speak to you... ” The wicked voice spoken again, this time with a slight bit of anger. “ I heard you... Sparda. I'm a hitman, I don't have the luxury to change my clothes unless they get dirty or torn up. Changing clothes just to go to sleep is pointless. ” Vente replied and realized that he newspaper he held was old. He stood up and grabbed his weapons, leaving out his longsword and sniper rifle. It was still day and he decided to carry only weapons that could be hidden inside his clothing. That included his small dagger and dual pistols. Vente opened the large metal door which lead him to the sewer system. Continuing through the passage, he led himself below an alley which he emerged from. He wiped his clothes off the dust and walked his way along the street. Objective; Buy a newspaper. __________________ "Crescendo Time!"

04-07-2011	#3 (permalink)
Gedomaru Cute Cthulu Join Date: Mar 2010 Posts: 53,241 Blog Entries: 4	Re: Demon the Fallen: City of Lost Angels The sound of trembles caused by a passing explosion on the second floor woke Minene up again. It was disturbing to be in this situation. Some fallen angel had possessed her, and with that revalation her goals changed. She believed there was a god now; hard not to with this bloody thing rampaging around in her body. The great Minene Uryuu wasn't dumb or foolish. But she WAS convicted. If god existed, then there was only one solution: Destroy him. With that in mind, the demon shared the same goals and it was likely one of the few reasons why her existance wasn't completely wiped out. That, and she was the only one who knew how to work her own mind. It was a dangerous place full of traps should she be captured. No, this wasn't Naruto, but she couldn't trust herself. She wouldn't reveal things even if she was being force-fed her own foot. Or her leftover eye. She wanted to hover a hand over her eyepatch, but the demon had control of her body now. Oh well, like now was the time. The demon had just pushed a trigger, and like that: Boom! The second floor of the church had been exploded. The demon seemed to doubt that she was an explosives expert and wanted to test Minene's knowledge. Well there it was, in blazing glory. Minene kept on nagging the demon to hide -- She wasn't exactly supposed to be in plain view. But the demon ignored her and stood there. People ran by. But none of them noticed it. Well, wasn't that useful? Satasfied, the demon now wanted nothing more than to have a pleasant cup of coffee. Minene ****ing hated coffee. The demon in the host's body walked off torwards a cafe in Malibu. __________________ Revya (Bleach) . .

04-07-2011	#4 (permalink)
jorgiguel King of Heroes Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Throne of Heroes Posts: 70,909 Blog Entries: 41	Re: Demon the Fallen: City of Lost Angels Sion wakes up at the final words of that man, this dream that had haunted her these recent days, it brought her both great destress and interest. Her dreams were always strange, the lack of color and forms, a world that's limited to what she knows, and suddenly a dream so vivid that was always as if she could see. Yet this dream was anything but refreshing "What do you think about his words?" she thought to herself "About the Duchess? There is nothing to fear if she is a Cryptic." another voice answered in her head, however Sion didnt seem very pleased with the answer "I mean if we should search for her, would you do it?" she gets up from her bed slightly touching the wall and making slow steps trying to remeber the geography of her room and meets a familiar warm wet feeling on her hand "Ah Ranny~" there she was, her trusty companion licking her hand again, a German Shepherd Dog that was her guide dog, without her, she would have her life style quite more difficult than it already is "Nothing." "Huh?" Sion couldnt help but feel akward at DoO reply "There is no reason for me to search for someone, thus I would do nothing." Sion sighs as she finds her closet and begins to change clothers "But, I aint you, so you can do what you want." she finishes changing clothesand grabs Ranny's leash, walking her way out of the room and in to the living room where she is recieved by one of the mansion's maids "Hehehe, that's just like you~" Sion sits her chair and proceds to drinking a cup of tea given by her maid. __________________ "To me a living being is 'something that is about to die' or 'something that will one day die.' If I decide that there is a 'being that should die this moment,' no matter sage or god, it is a simple matter of executing that sentence."

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Bionsan WildFortune Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: In the land of Awesomeness. Posts: 70,209 Blog Entries: 23	Re: Demon the Fallen: City of Lost Angels Vente blended inside the large crowd. He moved silently towards the newspaper stand. Gently, pushing his way, he managed to reach his destination. Suddenly... Out of nowhere, a large explosion occurred. Without knowing it, Vente's eyes caught the event. The large church nearby exploded and burst into flames. The crowd dispersed, everybody started running. Some in order to save their lives, some in order to save other's lives. “ Mortals... they cower in fear so easily... Pathetic. ” Vente remained still, he thought about buying a newspaper but the man at the stand make a run for it. Vente casually approached the stand and grabbed one. He placed it under his armpit and headed for his home. His eyes however noticed a girl. She was standing still. Vente realized that see was special, not like ordinary humans which live their worthless lives and cower in fear at danger. His footing stopped. Vente stood still, staring at the girl as people still ran around them. “ That girl... There's something about her... ” He said out loud. With all the noise around, it sounded like a whisper. __________________ "Crescendo Time!"

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Bionsan WildFortune Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: In the land of Awesomeness. Posts: 70,209 Blog Entries: 23	Re: Demon the Fallen: City of Lost Angels The girl tripped and fell down. Then she got back up again and looked at him. Vente stood still and gazed her with his cold eyes. The girl approached him. She raised her hand. Vente didn't want to do anything, he thought she was just a lunatic little girl. However he started losing control over his body, Sparda was taking over. “ Let's see who you really are~ ” He said and Vente's eyes became red as a dark aura started surrounding him. “ Warn me before you do that... ” Vente complained. The eyes then stared directly at Minene's only eye. Her true identity is revealed to him. “ So it is you... RESILIENCE! ” Sparda shouted through Vente's body at her. At that time, firefighters, medics, even the police arrived. Sparda felt they would get in the way if something occurred with the fellow fallen. The red eyes and black aura vanished. Not so long after, a group of firefighters pumped into him, blocking Minene's vision of him. Sparda used this as a distraction and vanished along with the small crowd that was still making their way to safety. As the firefighters opened up the field of vision for Minene, Sparda had already vanished. His coat could be seen waving in the escaping crowd a few meters away. At that time, a conversation started inside Vente's mind. “ Resilience? ” He asked. Sparda replied with no delay. “ She's another fallen, like me. I just managed to find his name, anything else is still unknown to me. ” Vente rubbed his chin and replied. “ I don't think it was wise to reveal your form... ” “ That was not my true form, fool... Just a small part of it. ” Sparda replied slightly annoyed. “ You still haven't reveal much of yourself, demon. How should I know? ” Vente complained. “ All shall be revealed to you when it's time, impatient fool. ” __________________ "Crescendo Time!" Last edited by Bionsan; 04-07-2011 at 07:48 PM.

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