Lev does kind of want to eat it. But he could be swayed. Not exactly the smartest.

I guess I should try to post. Though mine won't be much action, I don't think.

Okay, there's a post. I enjoy writing Kasdeja. :p

And technically speaking, the group together could likely overpower Kas (not counting his backup) but I'd personally like to, just once, have an encounter with another sapient not end in a bloodbath. :p

There Fee goes, putting herself in danger with her idealistic views.

At least this time she has a backup plan XP

I have suddenly decided that Lev shares some traits with John Carpenter's The Thing.

If you two wouldn't mind editing your posts a bit, the way I had it figured was that the APC was parked just outside of weapons range from the raiders in the pass and Lev's shot was consequently very impressive, meaning that the Nephilim walked out at least several hundred feet to come meet the group. Sorry if that wasn't clear.

Whoops. I thought we just drove up to them afterwards. Well by golly. I'm at lunch right now, so I'll have to edit it when I get home. I'm sorry sir. So much for perverting the devoured Saint's Will over that of flesh mixed with Lev's blood. Ah well, it was just for show anyway. Was going to knock him out after such a great display of power.

Well, if you can still think of a way to plausibly do it, I don't really mind, I was just pointing that out, since you and Serra seemed to be imagining the scene differently than I was.

Yea...apparently. Sorry I'll go edit now :p

Sorry, I'm not going to be able to update tonight. I forgot about a ridiculous reading assignment I have to do for tomorrow.

I'll post when I get out of school tomorrow.

Are you going Prototype on us, Salone?
I have half the mind to post, just saying how freaky that form sounds.

Um, I'm sorry, everyone, but that update is going to have to wait for a couple days I think. I have a *lot* of work I need to do for the event the next couple days. I might be able to sneak a post in, but don't count on it. Sorry for the delay, this was just getting good.

Okay, about to edit.

And not really Prototype. Funny enough, I actually stayed away from that game. Going with the gist that Lev/Na'lsa's flesh and blood is pretty much poison, and any of his inside someone else's allows him anywhere from limited to complete control over their flesh using a perverted version of the Saint's command. Of course, for balancing purposes it was only going to come up rarely, and only more of a display of power instead of actually using it. I think our current antagonist could probably put down a fleshmongrel. I think that will be their name. Flesh mongrels.

I'm still not able to focus on this (I should be able to tomorrow) but I wanted run this by you guys:

I've been talking to Quiet and she says she's more or less finally ready to join and is working on a character and how to incorporate them into the plot. Is everyone all right with that?

Of course I'm fine with it :3

YESSSSSS OF COURSE. Breaking the typical "everyone's gotta start and meet at the beginning" tradition.

Oh I'm deffo fine with it.

Teehee, sometime Lev is going to shout that it's time for his pound of flesh. Oh, Borderlands.

....Merchant of Venice?

Okies then...-hugs-

Though, we might need to come up with a leaving post.

I'm sorry to hear that, Dolly. But, I understand. It's been fun. It was your idea that I even do this RP anyway, so, thanks for that, and for playing with us as long as you did. I honestly never thought we'd even get this far when we first started out.

Take care. :)

I enjoyed it quite a lot Dolly, but I hope your other project goes well!

Updated.

Keep in mind, when I say weapons held at their sides, I mean as in not presenting any sort of threat, okay?

No worries. Besides, you said you wanted a non violent confrontation. I want to see where this goes. I'm also interested in this donation. Na'lsa loves don items.

I wonder if any of you have played Vorago before.

It's sad to see you go cupcake. Hopefully you can find your way back once and a little while to hang out. I'll write up your last post.

I'm completely drawing a blank, though I feel like Feenai should do...something.

Oh, oh no, it's actually much better if none of you interfere. :p

*muffled maniacal laughter*

So this is why you look like darkness incarnate today, Suzerain?

Want to know the real reason Braen looks like such a wimp in the story thread? Because when we were dressing him this morning, I'd already taken the whole "unholy god of oblivion" look, so he had to improvise lest he look like he was imitating my baleful splendor. :p

-choke-cough-hack-

Way to muffle your ego, Suze! (Kidding, totes XD)

Yeah, uh....I expected a bit more from the almighty god of the corrupt. And I'm so so so soooooooooOOOOOOOooooooo happy that Azzy's not dead. And I wonder if that fox wasn't very vaguely connected to yours truly. (Way to smother my own ego, huh.)

Oh, and I'm pissed Fenrir died. Short reign, anyone? (Well, not that anyone knows how much time passed between the Taskal War and the TFF.)

Espy! There's a thread for comments! No wonder no one's paying attention to it when you're hiding your commentary over here. :p

Kneel before the mighty fizz of spark hair! Or are those supposed to be horns?

Boo. :)

I'm looking forward to you joining, Quiet :3

Have *most* of my character worked up. Just need to post the summary and such. :). She's not exactly going to be tough but is hopefully going to be of some use. As long as Lev doesn't try to eat her.

-rolls in- Yaaaaay for female charries, ahaha. Care to tell us what class?

She's a survivor, pseudo divine oddity with some mild deformities. Anyone here watch X-files? Inspiration came from the "All Souls" episode, season 5 I think. Had to go look it up.

She is able to hide her aura which might throw Dante for a loop on occasion, and is a good shot with a rifle as long as it doesn't have too much kickback. She's not all that strong.

Well, here's the start.


Name: Dara
Class: Survivor
Abilities: - small arms marksmanship.
- can purify water for one person without filter.
- able to change/suppress aura.
- some psychic resistance.
- does not die from mortal ailments but still suffers from them.
- living things within her aura do not die but will still age and dwindle.
Items: Thermal insulation gear, 22. rifle with 10 round clip, 30 succor capsules, buck-knife, 2x Water of Eden, rifle scope.
Physical Description:- 16 yrs old. brown, ringlet hair; amber eyes; pale skin.
- 6 fingers and toes instead of five, missing one on her right hand.
- deformed bone structure resembling vestigial wings.
Background: Dara's background is nothing special, from a middle class rural family endowed with no special assets or abilities. Her parents died as a result of the calalmity and the roaming hoardes of undead and she has since been wandering around, doing little else but surviving. Dara has not been affected as much as one might think from the death of what was left of her kin. Many of her neighbours in the Southern regios of the alps in Norther Italy had already met a similar fate.

So far she has had little trouble besides the daily need for food and water, as she has proven especially adept at avoiding all manner of trouble. It seems as though she is easily ignored by any strange creatures or beasts that now walk the lands, slipping by even dangerous undead as though she were of no consequence to anyone.

Unknown to Dara, her apparent stealth is really the result of innate abilities that she possesses, thanks to her angelic soul. By divine accident, the sould of a deceased angel was born into her mortal body. The result is her slightly deformed form which has extra digits and bone protrusions beneath her skin that make some movements awkard. Dara gives off an aura that resembles that of a divine being but twisted somehow. Without realizing it, Dara can suppress her aura and go undetected by creatures sensitive to such things. She is completely unaware of her divine nature, and assumes she is simply human. She has picked up a collection of survivial skills and has always been an excellent shot with firearms small enough for her deformed limbs to handle, and always carries her well looked after .22 rifle.

Lethe: Dara's horse that has been travelling her as long as she's been on her own. Not young to begin with, Lethe is near death but remains. He can't carry much more than Dara and her small collection of possessions and moves at a trot at most. Lethe's continued existance is another affect of Dara's aura caused by her angelic soul. Should Lethe leave Dara's company for more than a day, the horse will die.

Ooh, nice. I've just remembered, Dante's main source of psychic -pain- was Rue. Now I gotta...find another way to torture him~

Dante: Permission to stab Espy, please >.>

EDIT: Six fingers...what's that called again, having more than five fingers/toes...