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| Bx | Jul 23 2008, 11:45:04 PM Post #1 |
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Notorious
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Main Characters: Deamon Foxx (Age 36) - Still in isolation on the island of Garaluga where he was betrayed. He has had no contact with the outside world and doesn't know the changes that have occurred. He's turned to God as a way of relieving the pain of his former self and the memories of his old foes.... Kali Frost (Age 34) - After recovering from her paralysis a year after the events at Garaluga. Kali approached Hector to claim her share of the fortune he received from Remy's defeat as promised. However, Hector denied Kali's request and had her excommunicated from all of Yura. She has now developed her own team, Generation October, to combat Hector's establishment. Generation October: Johnny Rayne (Age 21) - An ethusiast of traditional swords who enjoys the idea of battle and killing though he himself has never seen any type of real combat. He desperately desires to kill a man for the "feel" of it. He charges himself up on what is known as "Moon Metal" to keep himself in a somewhat hyped up state. Solomon Slash (Age 22) - An avid reader who stumbled upon swordmanship through books. He's not a great fighter but serves as a medic for the team. He took the surname "Slash" as a way of scaring his opponents into thinking he was a more dangerous fighter than he is, though his appearance is closer to that of an intellectual. Zeno Garamon (Age 16) - A cousin of Hector from his mother's side. He was originally a hostage taken by Generation October but in time, he developed a bond with the team and is now valued for his knowledge of Hector and Moon Metal as a whole. Rydol Lone (Age 20) - A recent recruit who is devastating with the sword. Of all the members of Generation October, Rydol is the most skilled, he understands war and has seen his share of combat. He likes to speak in riddles and keeps very much to himself most of the time. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hector Garamon (Age 34) - Hector claimed the "ultimate prize" after escaping Galaruga with proof of his "defeat" of Remy. Hector used the influence he gained from Remy's defeat along with harnessing the power of the October Moon to the world to help create a society dominated by the advancements that have undergone due to the October Moon's influence. Hector's has such a great stake in the October Moon that he's gone on to reestablish "The Guardians" as the force that ultimately guards the October Moon. The Guardians: Eiko Hawk (Age 25) - The Tank. A virtual one man wrecking crew with one passion, death. His sadistic attitude towards death made him fascinated by the stories of the infamous, Deamon Foxx and he cherishes the chance to meet him. Logan "Penniless" Pride (Age 28) - The Sharpshooter. Although he is not the head of the Guardians, Penniless serves primarily as Hector's right hand man and his ability with a rifle is second to none. His nickname "Penniless" is derived because he has little money and is the only Guardian who gets paid to do his job. It is said he'll do anything if money is involved. Yarnick Salas (Age 23) - The Daredevil. The youngest guardian, he made his name as a daredevil willing to do anything that anyone asked simply because he could. He primarily rides the skies in his personal flying ship, Valente, testing his limits by doing death defying featas. Kage Marlette (Age 27) - The Leader. The only female guardian but also the leader. Kage is insane. She talks to herself, she cuts herself and she's never eaten a regular meal in her life, she's a cannibal. No one associates with Kage and her whereabouts are typically known only to Hector. Others: Yuki Korales (Age 30) - Deamon's ex-girlfriend who betrayed him on Garaluga. She made a killing from Hector's fortune as he promised her, though their partnership ended after the incident on Garaluga. She has rebuilt her acting career and is pregnant with twins. "Deamon" Foxx (Age Unknown) - Mysterious figure who kills in the exact same manner and pattern that Deamon did when he was working for Remy and claims to be Deamon Foxx. How he developed he learned to mimic the real Deamon Foxx is entirely unknown to the general public. Plot: The story takes place 10 years after the events of the first October Moon. The World has changed dramatically with the establishment of the October Moon as a real artifact. The October Moon has become the main source of energy in the world and powers everything from boats to the newly invented flying ships as well as weapons and armor. Artificial particles of the October Moon, called "Moon Metal," have taken over everything and are now needed to fight with new weapons and armor. The struggle between the underground Generation October and the world over control of the October Moon has reached it's boiling point and Kali decides to get one man out of his personal solitary confinement.... Yes, it's a lot. I know, I apologize to anyone who read all of that but I'm making this a much bigger story than the first one was. If nobody is reading then this is a worthless little message at the bottom but if anyone is, my apologies once again. lol Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 09:48:45 PM.
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| Bx | Jul 26 2008, 01:17:37 AM Post #2 |
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Notorious
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(It's been 10 years since the events at Garaluga. Things have changed alot across the globe.... Humanity is reaching new heights and the sky's the limit for the world at this point but in the deep crevices of all the good lies an inner Hell. One that must be confronted and dealt with by the players at hand.....) --------------- (A flying ship blazes over the skies at Garaluga, now called the Isle of the Lost City by most. Inside the ship is a ragtag group known as Generation October.) Solomon: This is Garaluga.... Incredible. The wreckage, the carnage.... Johnny: You can just feel IT! The battles that must've went ON here! Who wouldn't love this shit? Zeno: Anyone with a conscience, Johnny... Johnny: You saying I don't have a conscience, Zeno!? IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE SAYING!? CAUSE YOU ARE ONE HUNDRED PERCENT RIGHT, SMALL FRY!!!!!! I'm the baddest son of a bitch to walk the earth, when I come the pussys purr, the dogs howl and all the bitches fall because Johnny Rayne has just WALKED IN THE FUCKING BUILDING!!!! (Rydol walks in.) Rydol: You really need to get a hold of your life man. Zeno: Thank you so much for saving us from that. Johnny: Saving you? Saving you!? You trying to say that this chump could take me!? That I'm a AFRAID OF THIS PUNK!? That one, Johnny Fucking Rayne, JFR, is afraid of anything?! IS THAT WHAT YOU ARE TRYING TO SAY!? Don't back down on your shit now! Solomon: If I must say so. You have completely lost it.... Rydol: Get him off the Metal, Zeno. For all of our sakes.... Zeno: No problem. (Johnny continued to shout when Zeno pulled the Electric Moon Metal from Johnny's armor.) Solomon: That should do it... Johnny: SHIT!!!! What the fuck did ya do that for?! Zeno: You need to relax. We're about ready to land. Johnny: Then I need my shit back man! Rydol: I'm gonna go see how Kali's doing with the steering.... Solomon: Yes, that does sound like a good idea. Zeno: I'm coming to. Johnny: Zeno, give me back my shit! (But Zeno and the others went off to the captain's room to find Kali, steering the ship. Her face had aged some in the 10 years since she worked with Hector and there was obvious strain in her face. Working with Generation October for their cause has been taking it's toll....) Kali: What do you all want? Solomon: Ask Johnny. Kali: ...I see. Nevermind. (Johnny burst through the door.) Johnny: ZENO!! Come on, I want my SHIT! Kali: Relax, Johnny. Relax. We're right about the island. We're gonna land in about 5 minutes. Everyone get your gear ready. Johnny: That means that you gotta give me my shit back, Zeno! (Zeno reluctantly hands Johnny his Moon Metal back.) Johnny: OH YEAH! Everytime I use it, it's like I'm born again! Like a fucking angel, man, an ass kicking angel of death of destruction!! Fuck yeah! (Johnny ran off shouting. The others except Zeno followed behind him to go ready their gear.) Kali: Is there anyway to control that, Zeno? Zeno: Unfortunately, the Moon Metal that Johnny uses keeps him "charged" up if you will. The Metal itself is an extension of his own personality, it just makes him worse than what he is. Kali: I worry about that. When he's like that, it's a liability. Zeno: Sure is. But we won't know how much of one for sure. Remember, he's never seen any real combat. That thing could Johnny impervious to attack for awhile or.... Kali: Or? Zeno: Or the first real blow he takes could put him in a complete state of shock. Kali: That's it? There's no happy medium? Zeno: I wouldn't know for sure.... Kali: *Sigh* (The rest of the team stormed back in, all of them had their weapons and armor and were ready to go.) Kali: We're landing. (The ship began to land on the outskirts of Garaluga. The noise from the ship's propellers were loud enough to wake the dead or even the living dead.....) Kali: Everyone! This is Garaluga. Take extreme precaution here, we don't know what we're gonna find. Rydol: We're definitely not gonna find any tourists.... Kali: Remember, this island is completely ruins. And "he" also is thought to be here.... Solomon: What if he's not here? Kali: Then we leave but we're at least gonna try to find him. (All of them exited the ship and stepped onto Garaluga, it was desolate and still in shambles. Any ruins that stood ten years ago were now mostly rubble. And an awful stench filled the air.) Zeno: This place is....kinda creepy. Rydol: A fitting habitat for a living children's nightmare. Johnny: Ah, what the fuck are you all talking about!? You wanna see a fucking nightmare, step UP TO ME, I SAID STEP UP TO ME!! And then you'll find out where you're nightmares come from! Kali: Johnny.... Please keep it down. Control yourself. Johnny: ... Solomon: That's a first. (The team moved in through the ruins. Skeletons were hanging from old buildings and flies roamed the area. The team continued through until they spotted an old piece of firewood. Solomon checked the wood.) Solomon: This hasn't been used in years... Johnny: I CAN FEEL IT, DEATH! DEATH HAS BEEN HERE!! DO YA HEAR IT, FUCKERS, DO YA!? Kali: Shut up! Rydol: If he was anywhere to be found, it'd be here. Look at the surrounding area. Most of it's been closed off. Whatever has rotted away, that is. Zeno: All of this.... It's so ancient. It's like another world... Kali: A world without the October Moon.... We've got to keep searching. Rydol: There's no point. Look around you. Kali: *Sigh* But he has to be here. He just has to.... Johnny: OH FUCK YEAH! Look at what I FOUND! This shit's gotta be at least 20 years old! I got a souviner and the rest of you fuckers didn't! *Laughing hysterically* (Everyone turned around and looked at Johnny. He had an old sword in his hand. It looks like it hadn't been used in years. But Kali remembered....) Kali: That's his! That's his sword! Johnny, hand it over. Johnny: Oh but COME ON! You know I FUCKING LOVE shit like that! Rydol: Hand it over, Johnny. (Johnny reluctantly gave Kali the blade. She studied it and remembered him.) Kali: He's still here. Solomon: But where, Kali? Where? (A rustling was heard through the area.) Zeno: Someone's coming.... Kali: Could it be? (Everyone readied themselves for an attack as the rustling sound was coming closer.) Rydol: Is it really him? Kali: I hope so. (The noise got louder and louder until they finally saw the outline of a figure. It was him....) Kali: Deamon! Deamon Foxx! (It was Deamon Foxx. The man who took the life of Lord Remy and was betrayed right here in Galaruga.) (Kali walked towards Deamon and looked at him.) Kali: Deamon. Deamon? Deamon, is that you? (Deamon looked at Kali. His body was no longer muscular, Deamon had become small and somewhat frail looking. His face was covered by his full beard and straggily long semi-gray hair and you could see the stress in his face.) Deamon: Who....? Kali: Deamon, it is you. Deamon: Who are you?! Kali: It's Kali. Kali Frost. Deamon: ....Kali..... *Deep breath* Hector!.... (Deamon grabbed Kali and threw her to the ground. The rest of Generation October ran to her aid.) Solomon: Kali, are you alright? Kali: Yeah, get off of me. Deamon! Deamon: I remember, I remember you. Get away! Kali: Deamon, I, I have to explain. (Kali ran to Deamon.) Kali: Please. We need to talk. (Deamon pushed her away.) Deamon: We have nothing to talk about. Kali: Listen, it's about Hector. And the October Moon.... Deamon: October Moon?... No.... Kali: Will you talk to me now? Please, I just want to speak with you. Deamon: Then speak. Kali: Let's sit by the firewood. (They all sat by the firewood, Kali began to speak.) Kali: Deamon.... It's been so long. Deamon: How long? Kali: Ten years. Deamon: Ten years!? Kali: Yes. The world's changed a lot since then, you know. Deamon: .... Ten years.... My God... Kali: But before we get to that. Allow me to introduce the team. That's Solomon Slash, Rydol Lone, Zeno....Garamon.... Deamon: Garamon?! Kali: Chill out, he's with me. You're in no danger. Deamon: Garamon.... A relative of Hector? Zeno: I'm a younger cousin. Deamon: *Sigh* Kali: And I forgot to introduce, Johnny Rayne... (Johnny popped up and got in front of Deamon and extended his hand.) Johnny: Johnny Rayne, JFR, it is a pleasure to FINALLY meet YOU man! YOU, YOU ARE THE MAN!! YOU LIVED THIS SHIT, COMPADRE, YOU BLED THIS SHIT, I can't believe I finally got the chance! All of those lives, you TOOK THEM OUT, no questions asked! I love you man!! Ya gotta tell me, WHAT'S IT LIKE? WHAT'S IT LIKE TO KILL A MAN?!! I GOTTA KNOW! FUCK YEAH! (Deamon stood up and got nose to nose with Johnny.) Deamon: You wanna know what it's like? To kill a man. To take the life of another human being? To taste his final breath when you've got him by the neck? You wanna know what that's like, you really do, huh? (Deamon backed Johnny up into a wall of ruins and just stared at him. Johnny was terrified....) Johnny: Stop it... This is weird.... (Deamon backed away and let Johnny go. Johnny stood went back to where he was sitting and Deamon sat next to Kali again.) Kali: Sorry.... Deamon: Where do you find these guys?.... Kali: We're Generation October. Deamon: Generation October? What the hell? Kali: A resistance group. Against Hector's establishment.... Deamon: Hector's establishment? Resistance? What's going on? Kali: ...Everything. The world's changed Deamon, since you last saw it. Hector's become a main power in today's world. When Hector returned with Remy's body in half, he was crowned a true champion of the people and his influence in the world rose to great heights but "defeating" Remy wasn't his greatest accomplishment. Deamon: ...He brought the October Moon back with him? Kali: Yup. And rather than use it on himself, he and some researchers discovered a way to implement the October Moon as a power source for nearly everything from weapons to the newly invented flying ships that we travel on. Deamon: Flying ships? That's what that thing was? Kali: You heard? *Laughs* Sorry. But yeah. Anyway, the October Moon has become the greatest source of power in the world, everything is controlled by it. See the armor we wear? Deamon: Yeah. It looks kinda...kinda weird. Kali: Our armor is charged by these. (Kali pulled out a piece of Moon Metal.) Deamon: What's that? Kali: Moon Metal. Deamon: Moon Metal?.... Zeno: Artificial fragments that have been charged with the October Moon's power to serve different purposes. Each piece of Moon Metal is specially designed to work in armor, weapons or such. Deamon: Armor and Weapons? So these things charge up your swords and armor? Zeno: Yeah. Every warrior now uses these. Deamon: What about the old swords and armor, what's happened to them? Kali: Obsolete. Deamon: Obsolete? Kali: The weapons that we used 10 years ago are essentially useless in today's Moon powered world. Deamon: No.... How can that be? Kali: Rydol, Solomon. Demonstrate. (Kali handed Rydol Deamon's old sword. Rydol took a slash at Solomon but the weapon did no damage, it didn't even slow Solomon down.) Deamon: Insane.... The weapon won't work. Zeno: That's right. These old weapons are useless now. Same for the old armor. If you don't have Moon Metal based equipment.... Deamon: You're defenseless. *Sigh* Kali: Yeah. That was Hector's first implementation. The fighting equipment. It's a wonder why... Deamon:...Me. He wanted me. Kali: Huh? Deamon: If I some how managed to get off the island and come after him.... My weapons and such would've been useless against his men. Kali: I never thought about it like that. Deamon: I'd be killed instantly. Kali: Yeah. But this isn't the only news.... Deamon: Wait. There's more? Kali: Unfortunately, yes. Deamon: Tell me. Kali: The Guardians. Deamon: ......Guar....dians? You, know?... Kali: Yes. The Guardians. Hector's personal defense force. The best of the best. Elite, in every way. Deamon: *Breathing heavily* They guard the October Moon? Kali: Yeah. Are you ok? Deamon: *Breathing heavily* I'm fi...ne. Who are they? Kali: There's 4 of them. Solomon: Eiko Hawk, Penniless Pride, Yarnick Salas and the leader, Kage Marlette. They're the Guardians and they're Johnny: A BUNCH OF BAD MOTHERFUCKERS!!! Deamon: *Breathing heavily* What's his problem? Kali: Moon Metal. Ignore him. Deamon: So 4 new Guardians. Kali: They took your place... Deamon: So, you do know. Kali: Yes. Deamon: What is my life now, public access information or something? It can't be real facts though cause anyone who knew my life is here on this island, all dead, except me.... Yuki. Kali: We learned about what happened here through Sessell. Deamon: Sessell? Where's he? Kali: ...Dead. Deamon: Dead? Kali: Executed. Hector had him hanged for treason. Deamon: Unbelievable. He worked with the guy! What is Hector, some kind of king? Zeno: No. At least not in name. He's the major player of the major players in the world. Nobody tops Hector as far as influence. He defeated Remy, a plague to the world and... Deamon: And me. Kali: Not exactly. Deamon: Huh? Kali: There's one more thing....Probably the worst news of it all. For you, anyway. Deamon: Tell me. Kali: You still exist in the current world. Deamon: What the hell is that supposed to mean? Kali: To the general public, Deamon Foxx, the murderer is still on the loose. Deamon: What!? Kali: Someone claiming to be you has been killing in the exact same pattern as you. With the hood over your head and everything, right down to your exact movements. Deamon: A twin, maybe? Zeno: Highly doubtful. I believe the story of the evil twin has been told before in a much better scenario. This, however is more than likely a mimic. But we don't know for sure.... Deamon: Who could it be? Kali: No idea. Deamon: *Sigh* That still doesn't explain you guys, yet. Kali: We're Generation October. We're an underground unit who work against Hector's establishment. Deamon: But I thought the world was doing just fine? What do they need you for? And why "Generation October?" Kali: Underneath it all, Hector's machinations are not for good, not completely anyway. It'll be explained later. But just trust us.... And we chose the name because the warriors you see before you have never known a world without the October Moon's power. The children who feared you, Deamon, the real Deamon, have all grown up. You...were a nightmare for these youths. Deamon: *Sigh* (Deamon stands up.) Deamon: You obviously need something, what do you want from me? Kali: Your help! Deamon: My help? Kali: You're the only man who I know that can truly stop Hector. Deamon: You make me sound like I'm some kind of hero. I don't know if you realize it, but I lost ten years ago. Kali: You've become somewhat legendary in the underground ranks. Deamon: For what? I never did anything. Kali: You beat Remy. Deamon: Half of the battle was fought with Hector. Kali: But...still. We need you. Deamon: I've been in this Hell for 10 years and you never thought about me before you needed....to use me. Kali: I was paralyzed for a year! And setting up operations for Generation October, had I known what I know now. We would've been here long ago. Deamon: Hmph. Kali: Come on, you've got to! Deamon: Why do want Hector so bad? Kali: Listen. Just help. Deamon: You never got your cut, did you? Kali: ....No. Deamon: Unbelievable. You wanna get me killed, for a vendetta. Kali: You don't want your revenge? Deamon: Hector's life is not mine to decide. You, with my sword. Give it back to me. (Rydol handed Deamon the blade.) Deamon: Give me two weeks. Kali: Huh? Deamon: Two weeks. And you, geek. You gotta razor? (Solomon handed Deamon a razor.) Kali: We brought you cigarettes. Deamon: No thanks, I quit. Kali: Really? Deamon: Had no other choice. Two weeks. Be here. Kali: Thank you. (And Deamon went off to another part of island. Kali and the others left and were destined to return in two weeks to meet back with Deamon....) Edited by Bx, Sep 11 2008, 10:49:57 PM.
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| Bx | Jul 27 2008, 11:41:57 PM Post #3 |
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Notorious
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(Two weeks past and Kali along with the others returned to the island. Deamon was waiting in their landing zone, his face was cleaned up, his hair was cut, though his body was still small. Only Kali left the ship to meet Deamon and the two began to talk.) Kali: You look better. Deamon: Ten years in my own personal Hell and I finally get to leave, why wouldn't I look a little better? Kali: True. *Laughs* But I can still see some gray in that head. (Deamon shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.) Kali: It's alright. At least I know it's you now. *Laughs* Deamon: I appreciate your attempts to humor me but the fact still remains that I'm not going back to a nice warm homecoming. Kali: ...Sorry. Everything can't be so bleak, though, can it? Ten years ago was pretty bleak. We don't want a repeat of that, do we? Deamon: Yeah... So where's our first destination? Narobia? Kali: No. Generation October isn't welcome in Narobia or...all of Yura for that matter. Deamon: What? What do you mean? Kali: I was excommunicated when I confronted Hector about my share of the money that he earned. He called me a greedy dog and said I did nothing to earn any share. After I continued to hassle him, he had the powers that be set up an order for my excommunication. Deamon: *Sigh* It just gets better and better, doesn't it? So where are we going? Kali: To Yura. But we've set up an underground network for Generation October as a whole. The guys you saw with me are just my personal team. Deamon: Are they the best you've got? Kali: Pretty much. I trust them. They trust me. It works. Deamon: They're all a bunch of first-timers, though, aren't they? Kali: Mostly. We haven't gone on any extensive combat missions, the military is too deep for us. We specially in covert operations. Sneaky stuff. Deamon: I guess we should hop on that flying ship of yours now, huh? (Deamon walked towards the ship. Kali stood still and didn't move, though.) Deamon: You coming or not? I've been wanting to go in this thing since I saw it. Kali: ...I know how you must have felt. Deamon: What? Kali: The isolation. I know how you feel or must have felt... Deamon: Being alone on the island? Kali: No. Being seen as a plague to the world. Not being able to go through towns like a normal person, living your life on the outside looking in. The way you must've felt about Remy and Yuki, they were all you had. Like how all I have is Generation October.... (Deamon walked up to her.) Deamon: It's a totally different situation, Kali. Your isolation is completely reversible. Me on the otherhand.... It's pointless worrying about this now. I'm ready to go. Kali: Ok. (The two of them got on the flying ship. Inside the team was sitting around talking, all except Rydol who was somewhere else.) Solomon: Glad to see you kept your word, Mr. Foxx. Deamon: Call me Deamon. Solomon: Oh, sorry. I mean Deamon, Mr. Foxx. Deamon: No, really. Just Deamon. Solomon: Whoops, my mistake, Mr.... Deamon. Deamon: *Sighs* Zeno: So you're really Deamon Foxx. The stories about you... They're.... Johnny: FUCKING INCREDIBLE, BABY!!!!! OH YEAH!!! Zeno: Please, Johnny! Johnny: What? They are! This is the guy, this is the MAN! This is HIM! HE DID IT! HE HAS DONE IT! HE'S AN ANIMAL, HE'S MY IDOL MAN!!!!!!! Kali: Johnny, come on, already. Deamon: *Sighs* Johnny: Oh, oh, oh, sorry. It's the metal. Only the metal gets me charged up like THAT!!! OH YEAH! TAKE IT OFF ME, ZENO! TAKE IT OFF!! (Zeno attempts to take the Moon Metal off of Johnny.) Johnny: NO! NO! WAIT! Kali: Let him be, Johnny. (Zeno took the piece off of Johnny. He calmed down...a bit.) Zeno: You may want to take a nap, Johnny. Being so hyper for such a long time, the lasting effects may not be pretty if you don't rest up. Johnny: Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're right... You are Right! I gotta go! Later, man! AND KALI! (Johnny ran off to his room and went to bed.) Kali: Zeno, should we allow him to keep using that Moon Metal on himself? Zeno: Personally, for my ears sake, I'd say no. But for his own health... I couldn't tell you. We don't know what the lasting effects of being in that state will be. Kali: I hope that doesn't mess him up permanently. Deamon: So...he plugs himself up on that stuff? Can anyone do that? Zeno: Well, yeah. But you'd need to cut a permanent opening in your self and then let the Moon Metal touch the muscles in your body.... It's quite painful, though, from what I hear. Deamon: So why does he do it? Zeno: The hormonal battle effects can be stupendous. Believe it or not Johnny's not the only one who uses the Metal in that way. Think of it as an adrenaline boost. Deamon: An artificial adrenaline boost, huh? Hmph. The rush you get from physical combat isn't enough these days, I guess. Zeno: Many of my cousin's soldiers use the Metal that way. But Johnny is a special case either way. He has a naturally flowing adrenaline rush in himself, it's quite erratic. Don't know the exact cause of it. Deamon: So you're like some kind of kid genius or something? Zeno: Flattering. But no, I'm simply more experienced with the matters of Moon Metal and the new age technology in general. Deamon: How old are you again? Zeno: 16. Deamon: Yeah. I guess naturally, you would be more adept with it than the rest of us. Zeno: I guess. Kali: I have to go to launch the ship and steer it. You can take a look around, if you'd like Deamon. Get to know the team. Deamon: So far, we've got the kid genius and the raging idiot to play their role in the story. I guess that leaves the geek and the loner as the remaining characters, right? Kali: Call it what you will. *Laughs* (Kali left to go prepare the ship for lift off. Deamon went onto the deck to watch as the ship rose off the ground. He was mesmerized by the event, it was like nothing he had ever experienced before, he was flying.....) 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| Bx | Jul 28 2008, 01:20:25 PM Post #4 |
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Notorious
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(Deamon stood on deck watching as the ship rose to the sky. As the ship took off, Deamon was knocked off his feet from the speed it was traveling. Rydol appeared on deck and helped him up.) Rydol: The man of the hour, Deamon Foxx. Deamon: And your name is again? Rydol: Rydol. Rydol Lone. Deamon: Yeah. Interesting name. Does it suit you? Rydol: What do you mean? Deamon: I guess I'll find out later. Rydol: You don't look like the man I was expecting to be honest with you. I was expecting something far more gruesome. I guess looks can be deceiving. Deamon: All you guys are concerned with is my past. I'd rather not talk about it. Rydol: Oh that's fine. But regardless of what you may say or feel, that past will always be with you. Be glad, you're a legend in children's tales. Deamon: *Sighs* Rydol: Maybe not quite the legend you'd want to be, but a legend no less. Everyone wants to be remembered, Deamon. It's our goal in life as humans, to achieve that immortality, to put that stamp on society, that irreplacable stamp. Deamon: Let me guess, you wanna make a difference, so that's why you joined this group? Rydol: *Laughs* Funny. You'd think isolation would cause a man's mind to dull but you're still sharp. It'll be my pleasure to work with you. (Rydol extends his hand for a handshake. Deamon simply looks at him and waves his hand off.) Deamon: You work with Generation October. I work alone. Rydol: *Laughs* I suppose that's right. But we're still on the same side. We both want the same thing. Deamon: And what would that be? Rydol: You already know. Heh. Later. (Rydol walked off and went back inside the ship. Deamon stayed on deck and laid on the ground for a few minutes before Kali came on deck and noticed Deamon's hand-crafted Cross.) Kali: I never knew you were religious. (Deamon sat up.) Deamon: I wasn't. When you've seen the horrors that I've witnessed and have done the things that I've done, it's easier not believing that any "loving" God could allow for so much pain in the world. Kali: So what made you change your mind? Deamon: Ten years in complete isolation. When people have nothing and no one, they turn to God as their way out of their isolation. You can't see him, you can't hear him but you know he's there and then you don't feel so alone. At least someone else is with you, if only in your mind. Kali: I see. My parents were very religious people. Or really, they are very religious people, that's why I couldn't believe they'd turn on me too, in favor of Hector's "government." Deamon: His influence is that great, huh? Kali: Apparently so. It's funny, I never imagined anything like this would happen or even could happen. When I was a little girl, I figured I'd be married and have children by now but... That doesn't seem like it's going to happen. Deamon: Did you care about Hector? Kali: Of course. But it was strictly a partnership, we had the same goal or at least I thought we had the same goal. Deamon: I mean romantically. Kali: No. It was nothing more than business. I was never attracted to Hector in that way. I simply admired his confidence and his determination from a distance but it was never a physical attraction. Deamon: I see. Wait a minute, who's piloting the ship? Kali: Oh. *Laughs* Don't be nervous, Zeno is. Deamon: That kid's a whiz, huh? Kali: Very smart. A lot of the children of today are, they know so much about this technology and Moon Metal and such, they can't live without it. It's not like us where we knew a world where it didn't exist but things have changed and everything has gotten so much more advanced and fast. Deamon: But it was only 10 years, things can't have changed that much. Kali: Oh, you're wrong, Deamon. It's a totally different world. The old towns have grown in larger much more complex cities, the horse is no longer a serious means of transportation. Deamon: What? No horses? Kali: All travel is done by automobile. Deamon: Automobile? What the hell is that!? Kali: An object much like this ship that is steered by someone and runs on four wheels. They were originally used as a military tool but have since become a civilian necessity. The world's no longer a big place. Traveling is a 1-2-3 operation. And driving an automobile is much simpler than learning to ride a horse. Deamon: *Breathing heavily* Kali: Are you ok? Deamon: *Breathing heavily* ...Fine. It's just a lot to take in. Kali: You'll see them. The fastest one belong to the military, of course and they're also equipped with weapons. Deamon: Weapons? Like what? Kali: The sword is becoming an obsolete form of weapon. It's strictally used for closer melee combat and nothing more. Deamon: So what's taken it's place? (Kali went inside the ship and came back out with a rifle in her hand.) Kali: The rifle. (Kali handed the rifle to Deamon.) Deamon: This....is a rifle? Kali: It's a lot different from the guns that we knew. See this opening, place a piece of Moon Metal in it and watch. (Kali took the rifle back from Deamon and put Moon Metal in a slot in the rifle and lifted the gun to her eye and took a few shots.) Deamon: Oh my God.... Kali: Semi-Automatic fire. No more need to reload after every shot. This is what most of Hector's troops use but this is a basic military issue. There are more than likely far worse guns that run off of the same type of technology. Deamon: Moon Metal is incredible. Kali: It's scary, really. And it's all because of the October Moon's power as an energy source. Deamon: *Sighs* I can't believe it. The stone's power was drained.... Kali: What? Deamon: ...Nothing. (Kali gave him a funny look but said nothing of it. She went back inside and came out with a suit.) Kali: This is your suit of armor. We tailored it specially for your size. (Deamon took a look at the suit.) Deamon: This thing is powered by Moon Metal? Kali: Yes. Deamon: I'd rather not. Kali: Deamon, the clothes that you're wearing aren't enough. You need protection. That old armor isn't gonna cut it! You'll be killed instantly! Deamon: Maybe. Kali: Don't be stubborn. Just try it on. Deamon: Hmph. (Deamon rejected the suit and handed it back to Kali.) Kali: Fine. (Kali put the armor away and came back out.) Kali: The clothes that you're wearing right now look a little big on you, you sure you don't the armor suit? Deamon: *Sighs* You don't have anything else in my size? Kali: We may. You're so much smaller than you used to be. Deamon: A diet of fish every few days will do that to ya. Kali: I forget, there's nothing on that island. Deamon: There is. It's just that it's all rotted bodies and ruins. Kali: It must've been horrible. Deamon: ...How much longer till we get to where we need to go. Kali: Not long. About a half hour or so. Deamon: It took us 3 days to get to Garaluga from Yura on the Red Hare, the fastest ship in the ocean at that time and it took a week for the average ship to travel this distance. In this flying ship, it takes us 3 hours. Unbelievable. (Deamon threw his arms up into the air and laid back down on the deck.) Kali: This isn't even a very fast flying ship. Deamon: There are better ones? Kali: Much better. Most of them belong to the military of course. Deamon: Who else but the boys who protect and serve, right? Kali: Right. But that's not good for us, of course. (Deamon closed his eyes while Kali was still talking.) Kali: You know, we have beds inside... Deamon: No need. I just wanna rest out here. Wake me when we get where we need to be. Kali: But really, Deamon, it's not wise for you to be out here on deck like this. The military flying ships patrol these skies constantly, if someone were to spot you.... Deamon: It'd be curtains for our asses. Heh. I guess I can go inside. (Deamon got up and walked inside. Kali followed behind and showed him where his room was at.) Kali: We'll be landing soon. You ready to see the new world? Deamon: It's not a matter of me being ready or not. I'm on the ship, it's already happening. Kali: ...Yeah. (Kali left Deamon to himself and went back to go pilot the ship.) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 12:38:29 PM.
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| Bx | Jul 29 2008, 09:10:18 PM Post #5 |
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(Deamon sat up in his room and stared at the wall. He began to have memories of his trip to Garaluga ten years ago.) Deamon: Yuki. It's been one day and that bastard's gotten under my skin already. Yuki: Listen, it's only two more days on the ship. You can't hold out until then? Deamon: I'd rather swim with fuckin' sharks than deal with him. Yuki: I know I can't restrain you from doing what you really want but I can advise you that it wouldn't be in our best interest if you hurt Hector. Deamon: ... Yeah. Yeah, you're right. (Deamon tried to shake the flashbacks off but they wouldn't stop.) Yuki: You ready for this? Deamon: Facing Remy? Yeah. Yuki: I mean going back. You know, home. Deamon: Oh... Well, I'm on the ship so even if I wasn't, what can I do about it now? Yuki: So you're not ready? Deamon: .... (Deamon shook the last flashback off and laid down. Someone then knocked on the door.) Deamon: Who is it? (The person didn't answer but simply came in. It was Rydol.) Deamon: You just barge in on people like that? Rydol:*Laughs* I figured you would just let me in regardless. Deamon: ...Yeah. What do you want? Rydol: Just a moment of your time. Deamon: Yeah, well, shoot. Rydol: You do know of the type of weaponry that we use, right? Deamon: I got a short briefing, why? Rydol: Well, I was just wondering if I could tutor you on how to use some of our weapons and how to effectively use Moon Metal. Deamon: And what's in it for you? An autograph? Rydol: Don't mistake my respect for you as me idolizing you. Deamon: You still haven't answered my question. Rydol: It would be an honor to work with a legend in the art of combat. Deamon: A legend? Hmph. Rydol: Learning to accept your past is the first step in moving away from it. Deamon: You love giving advice, huh? Rydol: I'm just honored to finally be working with a fighter. A real fighter. Not some geek kids who learn war through books and from watching stupid fights at the Pantheon of Deadly Combat. Those kids will never experience what we've seen. Deamon: Who are you? Rydol: I am like you. A man with an unfortunate past and desire to become something more than that. Something above it. Heh, heh. Now come on, Deamon. We will go to the training grounds on the ship. (Rydol extends his hand to lift Deamon up but Deamon ignores it and gets up on his own. The two of them head off to the lower end of the ship and enter the training area. The room was filled with targets and wooden dummys set up for melee combat. There were also loads of rifles and explosives as well as particles of Moon Metal.) Deamon: None of this damages the ship when being used for training? Rydol: *Laughs* Quite the eye for detail. But... No, these explosives and the gunfire simply hit the targets, the people who use this room are quite accurate. They go through extensive training prior to this, no true rookies have ever used this room, all have at least seen some form of basic training. Now there's you. Deamon: I'm not used to rifles, old or new. But I knew how to shoot one in my day. My sword was the only weapon I needed back then. Rydol: Well, you're gonna have to become used to using these because I've used your sword and it's not going to cut it in this day and age. No pun intended. Deamon: Hmph. Just show me some of the basics. Rydol: Here's your rifle. Insert a piece of this Gun Moon Metal or Gun Metal for short inside that slot right there. (Deamon did as he was told and waited for more instuction.) Rydol: You see, what that does right there, is it allows for semi-automatic fire meaning the rifle will shoot without the need to reload every time the trigger is pulled so long as the piece of gun metal doesn't dry out. Deamon: Dry out? Rydol: Yes. The need for old ammunition is gone. The average of piece of gun metal will give you about 50 shots. Better pieces allow for more shots. Rumor has it, there's a piece out there that can shoot forever. But that's just a rumor. *Laughs* Deamon: So I should always have an extra with me? Rydol: Of course. Now take a shot. Hit that dummy on the head. (Deamon aimed his rifle at the dummy's head and shot but was slightly off.) Rydol: Not bad. A little high but not bad. Try to control your breathing a bit better. Relax. (Deamon took a deep breath and shot once again. This time, he hit the head but was still a bit off.) Rydol: *Laughs* A fast learner. Now aim and shoot and hit the dummy wherever you like until the metal runs out. (Deamon fired and tore the dummy to shreds before his gun locked to the gun metal drying out.) Rydol: What a rush, huh? Deamon: Amazing. Rydol: There are other types of rifles out there, better than these, of course. But remember all rifles are designed to perform the same task, so don't be afraid to test your luck with ones you may find from other soldiers. (Deamon handed Rydol the rifle but Rydol pushed it back at Deamon.) Rydol: You can keep that one. Now on to hand-thrown explosives. Oh yeah, one more thing about rifles... That type of gun metal that I gave you is a basic form. There are others that are centered around the elements meaning you can have flamethrowing rifle, a rifle that freezes people and stuff like that. Experiment. (Rydol hands Deamon a small grenade-type of object with a small hole in the top.) Deamon: Looks like the old explosives we used. Kali.... (Deamon remembered when Kali used the exact same type of explosive on his feet during a battle with Hector.) Rydol: Yes, Kali is famous for throwing these. *Laughs* But yes, this is a very similar form of the explosive Kali used except one difference. Deamon: Moon Metal customization. Rydol: Exactly. Stick the right piece of Moon Metal on there and you could have an explosion that could incinerate an entire city. But this is just your standard piece. Try it out. (Deamon places the Explosive Metal inside the hole and launches the explosive towards a small area designated for explosives. The object creates a small explosion on impact.) Rydol: Perfect. I can tell you've used one of those before. Same with rifles, find new pieces of Moon Metal and experiment. And finally, melee combat. Deamon: Wait a minute. I don't need a tutorial in swordplay. Rydol: You need a tutorial in how the Moon Metal affects melee weapons. Remember, that old sword of yours can't even put a scratch on Moon Metal armor. Deamon: *Sighs* (Rydol hands Deamon a sword with another slot for Moon Metal at the bottom and this time gives him a red piece of moon metal.) Rydol: Place the metal inside that hole and attack the dummy. (Deamon did as he was told and slashed at the dummy, upon slashing, the dummy lit into flames. Deamon backed away quickly and Rydol came in with his own sword and slahed at the flaming part, immediately a rush of water came and put the fire out.) Deamon: You're sword has a Water Metal. Rydol: That's right. Like the rain, I come and I go as I please. Deamon: Enough with the one-liners. Rydol: *Laughs* You're funny. Keep the sword and the metal. And that's the end of the lesson. Hope you enjoyed it, you're my first student. (Rydol walked away and left Deamon in the room.) Deamon: Yeah...First student. ... I was Remy's first student.... (Solomon ran into the room and told Deamon to gather all of his things and come out to the command center of the ship, they were about to land....) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 12:36:40 AM.
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| Bx | Jul 30 2008, 10:07:01 PM Post #6 |
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(Deamon rushed out into the command center of the ship. There he saw all of Generation October standing around with their gear on and all weapons in hand.) Johnny: The man is HERE! (Deamon gave Johnny a funny look but didn't say anything. Soon afterwards, Solomon handed Deamon a bag.) Deamon: What's this? Solomon: Kali said to give you some clothes. Deamon: Oh. Thanks. Solomon: No problem, Mr.... Deamon. Deamon: You'll get it right sooner or later... (The ship began to descend at an extremely fast rate, nearly knocking Deamon off of his feet before Rydol managed to catch him. Deamon shoved Rydol off of him and stood back up. Kali rushed into the room and everyone turned towards her.) Kali: We've landed. All of you can head into the base now. Wait in your stations for further instruction. (Everyone began to leave the ship including Deamon until Kali stopped him.) Kali: Deamon, wait. (Deamon turned around.) Deamon: What is it? Kali: You're to come with me. Deamon: Alright. This is your base, lead the way. (Kali stepped in front of Deamon and led him through a dark corridor away from the main base where the others were heading.) Deamon: Where are we going? Kali: Just follow me. (Deamon continued to follow as Kali led him down the corridor. They soon came to a door, which Kali opened and inside the room was a desk, a map and some moon metal.) Kali: This is my office. Take a seat. (Deamon sat down and Kali took her seat behind her desk.) Kali: So what do you think? Deamon: About your office? Kali: *Laughs* Sure, what do you think about my office? Deamon: Uh.... It's kinda gray... I'm not a room critic... Kali: *Laughs* You know when you're not so gloomy, you can be pretty funny. Deamon: *Sigh* Did you ask me to come critique your room or did you want something else cause I can go... Kali: No, no. Just trying to brighten things up a bit. Anyway, I wanted to know what you thought about Generation October and the base as a whole. Deamon: Well, I haven't seen much of the base... As far as your team goes.... My impression of them is no different from before, though, Rydol he's a bit different. Kali: Yes, Rydol Lone. He just came out of nowhere to tell you the truth and essentially inserted himself in the team by single-handedly taking out a Needler. Deamon: What the hell is a Needler? Kali: A small, nimble flying ship designed for speed and ambush type of combat. They're shaped like wasps and have small cannons located on the sides which shoot sharp ammunition into ships and they usually come in swarms. Deamon: And he took one of those out? Kali: One explosive and a not single drop of sweat dropped from his brow. Ice runs through his veins. Deamon: A real one man wrecking crew, huh? Kali: You could say that. Regardless of his somewhat strange behavior, he's a valued member of the team. Deamon: Watch yourself with him. But that's not what you really wanted from me, is it? Kali: No, Deamon. I need to know, will you join Generation October? (Deamon sat silent for a moment and then delivered his answer.) Deamon: No. I'm working solo. Kali: What I thought you'd say. Deamon: You're not angry with me? Kali: Disappointed, yes. Angry, no. Deamon: So am I to leave the premises? Kali: No. Not yet. Deamon: When? Kali: Generation October still sees Deamon Foxx as a friend, we will keep in touch. It's imperative that while we may not be partners in the organization, we must be partners in our defeat of Hector. Deamon: What are Hector's true plans? Kali: ...I don't know. Deamon: *Sigh* So you got me out of Garaluga to put a hit on him? All this because he didn't give you your share? Kali: .... Deamon: Answer me! Kali: Deamon, please. Deamon: No. Not again... I'm not gonna be used again. (Deamon stood up and started walking out but Zeno rushed in through the door and knocked Deamon out of the way.) Zeno: Sorry but Kali, we've got word on Hector! Kali: Hector, what is it? Zeno: Our intelligence has stated that he's throwing a huge party tonight at the Narobia Theatre! It's supposed to be huge and he's hosting! Kali: Great. This is great. This could be our best chance to take him out or at least get hit him where it hurts! Zeno: What do you want me to do? Kali: Get everyone into main hall and wait for me to come in for further instruction! Zeno: Alright. Kali: Go now Zeno! (Zeno ran off to alert everyone about the situation. Kali then turned back to Deamon.) Kali: You obviously heard all of that... Deamon: Thanks for getting me off of Garaluga, Kali. I appreciate it more than you'll ever know but now is my time to finish this with Hector. I'm going. Kali: I can't stop you. But at least take this. (Kali handed Deamon two boxes of basic gun metal and a few pieces of explosive metal. Deamon took them and put them in his bag.) Deamon: Thanks. But before I go, where exactly is this base located? Kali: *Laughs* We're right under Narobia. Make a silent exit. Only my team knows that you're here. The quickest exit is right through here. Crawl into this duct and at the end, you'll find a ladder. Climb up the ladder and you'll end up right outside of Narobia. Believe me, it's a different world than the one you remember. Good luck. Deamon: How did Hector not see you building this base underground? Kali: Don't worry about that. *Laughs* We're always here for you Deamon, be careful. Deamon: Will do. (Deamon got on his knees and started going through the duct before Kali said one last thing.) Kali: You sure you don't want that armor? Deamon: Positive. I've still got to change into the clothes you gave me earlier. Kali: *Sigh* I'd be more at ease if you wore the armor. Deamon: I'll be fine. Kali: Good luck. (Deamon crawled through the duct and stood up inside the room with the long ladder leading to the outside world. Inside the room, Deamon changed his clothes, they were a decent fit. He then climbed up the ladder and opened up a fake piece of dirt as the light of the sun hit his face....Deamon had finally returned to Yura....) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 12:45:00 PM.
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| Bx | Jul 30 2008, 11:28:51 PM Post #7 |
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(Kali was right, it was a different world from the one Deamon knew. He looked around at his surroundings and saw a huge industrialized city where the little town of Narobia used to be. To his right, he noticed a machine that had 4 wheels on the bottom of it, it was the automobile that Kali described earlier. Over his head, he heard loud noises and looked up to find flying ships traveling through.) Deamon: My God.... (Deamon heard a group of people coming. He hid behind a tree and watched them. It was a group of soldiers.) Soldier 1: The party starts in 3 hours at 8 p.m. after the show ends. We are all to be stationed outside as watch if anyone comes to start any kind of trouble. Soldier 2: Come on, there won't be any trouble... We can't go in for at least a few drinks? Soldier 5: There will be other shifts taking over for us but we still can't go in to party. Soldier 2: Hmph. Why not? Soldier 4: I like partying as much as the next guy, why can't we have fun? Soldier 1: Cause we're protecting the people in the party. Lord Hector wants top security on it., nearly all of Narobia and the best people in Yura will be there! The town would be a sitting duck if we weren't on it! Soldier 3: The recent Deamon Foxx murders in Narobia must be the cause for the tighter security... Soldier 5: If that damn Foxx shows up, I'll take his head. Soldier 1: I think we all want that. It would certainly make our lives a lot easier... Not having to deal with Foxx. Soldier 2: Lord Remy's death threw that fool over the edge. He's erratic but still dangerous. Soldier 4: The fact that he only uses a sword is the most thrilling though frightening part.... Soldier 1: Bah, enough of that kind of talk! We're soldiers in the greatest military force on the planet. Deamon Foxx wouldn't stand a chance... We go now! (The soldiers all left and headed fo Narobia Theatre. Deamon carefully stood up and surveyed the area. It was clear.) Deamon: ...The other Deamon. I almost forgot about that... 3 hours till the party, I guess that must mean the show must be taking place right now. If most of the town is in the theatre. This'll be a great time to get accustomed to it. (Deamon slowly headed for Narobia. Every few steps he hid behind whatever he could find in fear of being spotted. He was eventually right outside Narobia, the huge buildings dominated the scenery.) Deamon: Guess I can't climb through the rooftops anymore... Hah. Fucking Hector... Screwing me over without even knowing it. (Deamon hid behind a building in the city and saw the troops on patrol. He studied their patterns and looked at the gear they were carrying. He also saw the Narobia Theatre in the distance, he wasn't too far from it but security was tight.) Deamon: If I can get past that one guy then I can probably hide behind that big garbage can and figure out how to go from there. (Deamon crawled through slowly and made little noise as he watched the guard pass him by. He then quickly hurried behind the garbage can and saw three patrolmen coming in his direction.) Deamon: Shit... What do I do... (The patrolmen were fast approaching when Deamon hopped into the garbage can. He stopped breathing for a second as the one of the guards vomitted inside the can all over Deamon. Deamon feared that he had been spotted but the guard kept his eyes closed as he vomitted and Deamon's cover wasn't blown.) Patrolman 1: You ok now, man? Patrolman 3: Sure... That vodka.... Awful. Patrolman 2: That's why they tell us not to drink on the job... We should get back to our positions. (The three guards left as Deamon sat still for a few moments. His entire shirt was covered with vomit but he climbed out of the can when he knew the coast was clear.) Deamon: Shit... The smell will attract patrolmen towards me. (Deamon took his shirt off and threw it in the garbage can. He then began to crawl out towards the theatre once again. This time he found a group of patrolmen running towards something, fast. Deamon crawled out enough to see what it was that they were after and he finally saw it....) Patrolman 23: It's him! Patrolman 14: Deamon Foxx! "Deamon": I live a life... Of pain. The misery that I have felt in my life, you all will feel it! (Deamon watched in horror and began to breathe heavily as he watched this figure pretending to be him launch a full attack on the patrolmen.) Patrolman 29: Die! (The patrolmen began to shoot at "Deamon" but it was no use, he nimbly dodged every shot and in the process began slicing the heads off of each patrolman with no problem. He lifted one patrolman up by his neck and squeezed the life out of him. He gutted one of them and lifted the blade while it was still inside of the troop cutting the soldier in half from the stomach up. He took another troop and threw him at one of the buildings before pummeling him with a flurry of devastating punches.... At the end of it all, each patrolmen had been gruesomely murdered....) "Deamon": Heh, heh. Remy.... That was for you... ("Deamon" put his blade away and walked off. The real Deamon tried to control his breathing after witnessing the murders. He then looked around and saw that nobody was around. He used this to his advantage and checked the soldiers bodies, the wounds they had were consistent with the same type of sword he used. Deamon then took some moon metal and healing ointments from the soldiers. Afterwards he headed towards the theatre.) Deamon: No security. (From inside, he could hear loud chattering, the show was still going on and it was still about 2 hours until the party started. Deamon looked for openings into the theatre and found one about one story above ground. He crawled through and inside he could hear the show, it was a play.) Deamon: Must be a good one if Hector's throwing such a huge party. (Deamon continued through and came to the exit of the duct. Before getting out he looked around, the room was empty but inside it looked like one of the actor's rooms. Deamon got out of the duct and looked around, whoever's room it was, they were female.) Deamon: A bunch of nice dresses in here. (Deamon looked at some of the clothing and noticed that they were cut a certain way.) Deamon: Maternity clothes?... This actress is pregnant? Interesting. (Deamon hid inside one of the unused closets and waited there for the show to end and the party to begin......) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 12:49:53 PM.
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| Bx | Jul 31 2008, 11:00:25 PM Post #8 |
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(Deamon waited in the closet for a while, nobody had come in or out of the room but still he waited. After a few more minutes, he heard loud applause that wouldn't stop. The show had ended.) Deamon: Business is about to pick up. (A few more minutes passed and then the room door opened. A man walked through, he was nicely dressed and sat down in one of the two chairs by the mirror.) Deamon: A man?... (The man turned his chair towards the door and simply waited for the next person to walk in, this time, a woman. A woman very familiar to Deamon...) Deamon: Yuki?... (Yuki walked towards the man and he grabbed her and gave her a hug.) Man: That was a wonderful performance! One of your best! In fact, it was your best! Yuki: You really think so Carl? Deamon: *To himself* Carl? Carl: Of course it was. It was incredible, the way you cried, the way you acted towards your lover in the play, it was almost real. Deamon: ...Yeah. Almost real... Yuki: *Laughs* Almost had you worried, huh? I'm glad it's over though, I was so nervous in front of that huge crowd... Carl: Well, the party is starting, we should go now. Yuki: I've got to change first. You can go down now if you'd like, though. Carl: But you look so stunning in that dress. I was kinda hoping you'd leave it on.... For the after party. *Winks* Yuki: Oh.... Well, maybe I have another surprise in store for you. Carl: Oh, well in that case let's just skip the party and... Yuki: No, no, no. You head down to that party right now. I'll be there, don't worry. It'll be a night to remember. Carl: It sure will. Don't keep me waiting. (Carl left the room. Yuki stared in the mirror for a few moments. She then began to undress when Deamon walked out of the closet.) Deamon: Hello, Yuki. (Startled, Yuki turned around sharply.) Yuki: ....You.... No.... Deamon?... Deamon: That's right. Yuki: How...? No... This is some joke.... You're not real! Deamon: Oh, I'm real. As real as these wounds you gave me. (Deamon shows Yuki the permanent markings on his skin from when she shot him with the bow.) Yuki: ....It is you.... Pl....ease, Deamon, I'm sorry... I swear I... Deamon: No apology needed. You're pregnant? Yuki: Wait a minute.... you're not mad? Deamon: Mad wouldn't be the right way to put it. Now answer my question. Yuki: ...Oh... Ok... Yes, yes with twins... Deamon: How many months? Yuki: I'm due in a few weeks. Why? Deamon: What are you having? Yuki: Twins.... You...are not mad? Deamon: *Laughs* Carl's the father? Yuki: Yes. Are you sure you're not mad? Deamon: *Laughs* Yeah. Positive. You're still working even though you could have the babies at any moment? Yuki: Yes. My work is my life... Deamon, listen, I'm really... Deamon: Hector was in the audience? Yuki: ...Yes... Deamon... Deamon: You got any suits in this room? Yuki: *Puzzled* ..... Yes.... I believe we do. Deamon: Get me one. (Yuki went through the closet full of costumes and handed Deamon a dark blue suit in his size.) Deamon: Thank you. You always were a sweetheart. Yuki: I'll...leave. Deamon: No, stay. I'll dress in that closet over there. (Deamon went in the closet for a few minutes, got dressed and came back out in the suit. Yuki was still standing there with a puzzled look on her face.) Yuki: Deamon, we need to talk... Listen, I... What happened, it's.... Deamon: Sure. We'll talk. Where do you live? Yuki: *Nervously* In Jace... Deamon: Jace? Yuki: ...A town out west....for wealthy people. Deamon: Aha. You should get out of here Yuki. Yuki: What are you going to do!? Deamon: I don't answer to you anymore. I gave you your warning. Yuki: Deamon! Deamon: .... (Yuki ran out of the room and headed downstairs, she found Carl by the bar and told him that they were just gonna go straight to their "after party" but she had a nervous look on her face the whole time. The two of them left as Deamon walked down the steps, ducked security and snuck into the party. It was crowded with people dancing and socializing but security was at a minimum inside. Deamon posted himself against a wall and stood there, inconspicuously. There was no sign of Hector yet. Though Deamon figured he would make his appearance on the balcony of the dance floor. Deamon waited for this moment...) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 11:22:28 AM.
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| Bx | Aug 1 2008, 01:04:48 AM Post #9 |
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(Deamon stood against the wall and continued to watch as the party went on, people were going crazy drinking and just having fun. The security guards were all watching the door so Deamon was safe. A few women came up to Deamon to ask him for a dance but he casually denied them. He focused like a hawk on the balcony, just waiting for Hector to come out. He finally did.) Marty Henn: And now ladies and gentleman, our wonderful host, Lord Hector Garamon!! (Deamon's gaze became locked on to the balcony. He stared along with the rest of the crowd as they waited for Hector to take the stage.) Deamon: Where is he? (The room had gone completely quiet. And loud bootsteps could be heard coming towards the balcony. The crowd began to go crazy as Hector finally appeared, he wore extravagant clothing though his face still looked as youthful as ever, he had also gotten even more muscular than he was 10 years ago. Hector took the stage and silenced the crowd with one gesture.) Hector: Heh, heh. How does everyone like the party?! (The crowd went nuts but once again Hector silenced them with only his arms.) Hector: That's what I like to hear. People having a good time, people enjoying themselves, people living for the now! Life's too short to be spent simply sitting around waiting for something fantastic to happen, we have to make the fantastic happen! (The crowd went into massive applause. A few women began to faint. This time Marty, the announcer told the crowd to quiet down. Hector continued to speak.) Hector: That play was something, wasn't it? I mean, the acting was top quality, the plot was incredible, it was certainly worth the price of admission. Deamon: *To himself* What the hell is he talking about? Hector: Now so all of you can enjoy yourselves even further to make this night most certainly one to remember, all drinks are on me! Ha, ha. (The crowd went insane. Hector continued to talk through the noise.) Hector: But that's not the only gift you all get! (Hector clapped his hands while the crowd was still going nuts and out of the ceiling, it began to rain money. Everyone was going crazy, they were acting like animals going after each bill. Hector laughed as he watched and then continued.) Hector: Now I want all the bitches here to come upstairs, you get a free tour of the VIP section with Lord Hector! And boys, consider all that money falling as payment for your women!! (Hector began to laugh hysterically as the women rushed up the stairs to the VIP section while the men continued to go after the money. Deamon went after some of the money himself to keep himself inconspicuous but stopped after Hector's last statement. Hector watched as the women poured into the room. But soon after, gunfire was heard. Everyone got quiet and ducked.) Deamon: ...Kali? (The gunfire was coming from the guards, they were shooting at a seemingly unhittable target. The figure masquerading as Deamon Foxx stormed in the room after killing or badly wounding all of the security. Hector finally responded.) Hector: So, you've come to crash the party...? ("Deamon" stared at Hector.) "Deamon": I.... will avenge my master. Remy's life was taken by your hand.... For that, you deserve death.... (Hector leaped over the balcony and stood face to face with "Deamon." Everyone stared in horror at the situation.) Deamon: *To himself* Shit... he's here too? Damn it! (Hector circled around "Deamon" and began to speak.) Hector: So you've decided to finally show yourself to me, Deamon Foxx. Deamon: No! That is NOT Deamon Foxx! (The real Deamon had revealed himself finally to Hector, rifle in hand, who turned around and looked in amazement.) Hector: Ah.... Everyone. Leave, NOW!! (The crowd all jumped up and exited the building through the emergency exits, a few of them were trampled but all of them had completely left the building. In the room now stood only Deamon, Hector and "Deamon.") Hector: Foxx. You lived. *Laughs* You're back! (Deamon kept his rifle pointed at Hector.) Hector: Look at you. You look like a fool. Put that rifle down. You don't know how to use it. (Deamon grunted and kept a steady at Hector.) Hector: What do ya think? Quite a world I've built, huh? And it was all thanks to you, Remy and the October Moon. Deamon: You've turned the planet into your own personal hell. Hector: I've built this world in my own personal image! The way God did in the very beginning! Deamon: You think you're God now? Hector: *Laughs* I'm the father of the modern world. Everything flows from me. I claimed the.... Ultimate Prize... Deamon: You've comitted the Ultimate Sin. You're a monster... You've made the world just like you, greedy, selfish, ugly. Hector: That demonstration was quite wonderful, wasn't it? Men will do anything for money, Deamon. It's a fact of life. Now put that rifle down. (Deamon got angry and shot not at Hector but at the fake Deamon but he simply dodged the bullet and went at the real Deamon.) Deamon & "Deamon": Shit! (Hector began to laugh as the two Deamon's began to fight. The fake Deamon grabbed Deamon's arm and twisted him over before pulling out his blade and attempting to stab the real Deamon as he was on the ground. The real Deamon moved out of the way of the attempted stabbings and sprung up, kicking the fake Deamon in the chest. The two Deamon's stood face to face with one another as the fake one pulled out his blade once again and began to hack away at the real Deamon who pulled out his own sword and blocked each attack. The fake Deamon kicked the real one in the shin and then began to choke the life out of him. As the real Deamon squirmed for air, the fake one tightened his grip until the real Deamon pulled out his blade and stabbed the fake one in the back causing him to release his grip and run away in pain.) Hector: Impressive. (Deamon got up from the ground and stood face to face with Hector.) Hector: Still sharp after all these years. (Hector picked up Deamon's rifle and held it.) Hector: *Laughs* You're using my technology. It must kill you. Heh, heh. My world.... Deamon: What the hell was that thing? Hector: *Laughs* That was you. You should be on your knees thanking me Deamon. I've kept your legend alive! Deamon: So he is your goon... Hector: That's right. You ruined my coup de grace, though. I was going to finish you off tonight. It was simply going to be the ultimate night for me, generous Hector throws the greatest party of all time, pays for all drinks, gives people free money and kills the plague of the world! Deamon: You were gonna kill him? Hector: You cannot kill what is already dead. Deamon: What? Hector: Figure it out for yourself. *Laughs* The world no longer needed Deamon Foxx. But hear you are, the flesh and blood version. You've come to kill me, Foxx? Is that what kept you going on that island? Deamon: *Sigh* Hector... Hector: You cannot kill me, Deamon. I control. I have done what no other who held the October Moon could do! I control without being controlled by the stone! Ha, ha! Deamon: The October Moon.... The stone's power was drained by Remy after the battle. How did you... Hector: Remy did not drain the stone's power. That stone cannot be drained... What are you stupid? You believed that tale he spun for you? Ha, ha. You've been a fool your entire life. What a pity. Deamon: Remy lied.... why? Hector: That you have to figure out on your own but why care? Remy is dead. This isn't like 10 years ago, Deamon. You don't have Remy to save your ass anymore. Deamon: Why did you turn the world into this? You've enslaved it to the October Moon! Hector: Enslaved? I've advanced society! Deamon: You're insane. Why doesn't that stone make you age? Hector: I chose to use the stone as a power source for the world rather than for myself. In other words, the world is using the stone's power. Deamon: What? Hector: *Laughs* Rather than cause myself to rapidly age by using the stone, the world will age in my place. Deamon: That's why there have been so many radical changes so quickly... Society is aging at a rapid rate. You've essentially sped up civilization itself. Hector: That's right. The world you see before you, we would've never seen in our lifetimes but with the power of the October Moon, our world has become far more advanced than it should've been had the October Moon not been established! The old society was one dominated by magic, wizards, and spells. This society is dominated by technology!! Remember that old trick Remy used to get inside my body? Never again will anyone have the capability to do that. The old ways are dying quickly, Deamon. (Hector pulled the rifle up to his eye and aimed.) Hector: Magic is DEAD! (Hector shot but missed Deamon by a hair, intentionally.) Deamon: You missed. Hector: I wanted to. Regardless of you're presence Deamon, it makes no difference. You cannot win. It's all in place already, the October Moon, the Guardians.... Deamon: The Guardians.... What are they for? Hector: You should know better than anyone else that so long as the October Moon exists, a Guardian must be in place to watch over it. This is my world Deamon. And as I said before, you cannot win. You're too late. (Hector threw Deamon's rifle at him, he caught it.) Hector: Take a shot. Deamon: What? Hector: Take your best shot. (Deamon aimed the rifle at Hector and pulled lightly on the trigger but threw the rifle to the ground quickly and lunged at Hector with his blade.) BOOM!! (Deamon had been shot in the shoulder. He laid on the ground and yelped in pain. Hector walked up to him.) Hector: And that is why you cannot win. Because you fail to adapt to the world around you. No Moon Metal based armor and bringing a sword to a gunfight. Tsk, tsk. Not so young anymore, are we, Deamon? (Hector began to laugh and walked off as he left Deamon who, still in pain, grabbed Hector by the boot but once again he was shot, this time in his good shoulder. Deamon laid on the ground in pain.) Hector: That's enough, Penniless. Here's your tip. (Hector tossed the shooter, Penniless, some cash and walked off to the back. The two of them left the building in a large flying ship. Deamon still laid on the ground before he was rescued... By Generation October....) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 12:55:31 PM.
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| Bx | Aug 1 2008, 08:57:22 PM Post #10 |
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(Generation October had taken Deamon back to their base. He woke up the next morning in a bed in a white room.) Deamon: *Groggily* Who...? Where am I? (Kali walked in.) Kali: Good. You're awake. (Deamon sat up and turned to her.) Deamon: You... You got me out of there? Kali: You betcha. I told you earlier that Generation October was here to help you and we did. Deamon: Hector, I should've... Kali: You're lucky he didn't kill you to tell you the truth. Deamon: You saw? (Deamon tried to stand up but groaned in pain.) Kali: It'd be in your best interest to stay in the bed for a while. Your shoulders are damaged, they're not too bad but doing daily activities is going to be a pain for some time. Deamon: I need to find Hector... Kali: Well, you're out of luck for at least a few days, Deamon. Deamon: No, I need to get Hector! Ahh... Shit. Kali: Calm down. You need to relax, you've been shot. Deamon: Ahh... Obviously. Who was the shooter? Kali: Logan "Penniless" Pride. Deamon: Penniless Pride? Kali: One of the Guardians. Deamon: The Guardians were there. Kali: Only Logan from what we know. (Deamon tried to stand up again but once again, he groaned in pain and sat back down.) Kali: You really need to stop. Deamon: *Breathing heavily* What's really going on, Kali? That thing... The mimic, he's under Hector's control, it seems. Kali: Yes. The local papers have covered the whole thing up by saying that you were just some drunk who shouted something random and that "Deamon Foxx" was nearly killed by Hector. But yesterday you proved more than ever that you're not gonna be able to do this alone. Despite what you may think or feel, you're lucky to be alive. Hector's cockiness saved your life, Deamon. You went into that situation the wrong way entirely... No armor and that situation with rifle... He knew what you were gonna do. Deamon: *Breathing heavily* I blew it... I know. I can still get him, though. Kali: Rest, Deamon. Rest your wounds. I'm deploying Solomon and Johnny to investigate a situation in the Uriel Desert. Supposedly, Hector's built a base of some sort there, top secret and heavily guarded. Deamon: ... But those two are rookies! *Coughs* You're sending them to their death! Kali: They're my two best scouts. They joined Generation October to fulfill a cause, they know that they'll have to put their life in danger for this cause. And as far as I'm concerned, your actions yesterday showed that you're not much more than a rookie in this day and age yourself. Deamon: ...Let me do it. No need for anyone else to get killed. Kali: You're in no condition for that right now. Besides, they've already been deployed in the area. And as far as I'm concerned, your actions yesterday showed that you're not much more than a rookie in this day and age yourself. Rest easy Deamon. Deamon: Yeah...Rest easy. (Kali left the room and Deamon laid back down. He couldn't think of anything else but Hector as he closed his eyes....) Edited by Bx, Aug 3 2008, 10:37:28 PM.
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| Bx | Aug 1 2008, 10:08:55 PM Post #11 |
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(Deamon laid around the next few days resting his shoulders up to the point where he could function at a somewhat regular pace. He wasn't 100 percent but he felt that he didn't need anymore care. He lifted himself up out of the bed and walked to Kali's office. Inside, Zeno and Rydol were there talking with Kali.) Kali: Deamon, you feeling better? Deamon: Good enough. What's the occassion? *Points to Rydol and Zeno* Kali: *Sigh* Our situation has become extremely grave. Deamon: What? What happened!? Rydol: Johnny and Solomon. Deamon: Tell me! Kali: We've lost contact with both of them... They got to the desert and everything was going fine but 2 days ago, we received their last message. Read it. (Kali handed Deamon the message and he read it. It stated that the two of them had been captured and were being held at Hector's base in the Uriel Desert.) Deamon: You sure this is from them? Zeno: It's Solomon's handwriting and the wording fits his speech too. Deamon: *Sigh* I told you, Kali... Kali: No time to play the blame game. I'm sending Rydol to rescue them. Rydol: It'll be interesting. Can a rain man create a storm in the desert? We will see. Kali: Zeno here will be backing him up along the way riding in the Mini Locke. Deamon: Mini Locke? Zeno: It's a small ship designed for reconnaissance missions. I'll be flying high above tracking Rydol's movements to keep a record of what happens and should anything go wrong, I'll report it to the base. Deamon: But you could get shot down. Zeno: Any ships flying in that area would be more powerful than the Mini Locke but my ship is nimble enough to outfly any of them out there. I'll be fine, trust me. Kali: And that's the plan. Our main objective is to rescue Johnny and Solomon. Rydol, get on it. Rydol: *Laughs* Let's go Zeno. (Rydol and Zeno began to walk out but before they did Rydol stopped in front of Deamon and spoke.) Rydol: This is a moment that men like us live for, eh, Deamon? (Deamon didn't answer and Rydol walked out with Zeno.) Kali: And what are you going to do, Deamon? Deamon: I'm done with the treatment. Kali: A little ahead of schedule, no? Deamon: I know my body and I'm done. Kali: I see. You've heard the situation obviously so, what's your next move? Deamon: The only move I've got. Kali: And that is? Deamon: To repay the favor to you once again. Kali: You want any sunglasses? *Laughs* Deamon: Sunglasses don't block anything out in Hell. Kali: If anyone knows, it'd be you. Deamon: Yeah... Kali: Because I figured knowing the man you are that you'd be making a special trip to the desert, I had Zeno order a special suit designed for desert warfare. Deamon: ... Kali: It's to keep you both cool and help you sustain damage. Rydol and Zeno are both going to wear one. I suggest that unless you want to end up back in that bed or in your own grave, you wear it. Deamon: I guess that's the only choice I've got then. Kali: I'm glad you've come around to the idea. Deamon: *Laughs* Getting shot in the shoulders is a lot more painful than I'd imagined. (Kali pulled the suit of a bag and handed it to Deamon.) Kali: I hope it helps. (Deamon started to walk out but Kali stopped him.) Kali: The soldiers you saw in Narobia were passive, sloppy security guards. The soldiers you'll see in the desert are going to be much more aggressive. Deamon: I remember you telling me about soldiers charged up on Moon Metal. Kali: That would be them. And the aggression is only worsened by the extreme heat. Deamon: So... is the Uriel Desert in the same place or has that changed to? Kali: It's in the same place. But here's a current map of all Yura. (Kali handed Deamon a map.) Deamon: I guess I've got everything I need then. (Deamon began to walk out the door when Kali stopped him again.) Kali: You may want to take the other exit. *Points to the duct* Please be careful Deamon. Come back in one piece. (Deamon crawled under the duct where the ladder was and saw the bag with all of his weapons and other essentials. Deamon put the Desert Suit on and placed his bag on his back and climbed up the ladder. He was outside Yura, it was nighttime. Deamon took advantage of this and carefully walked to the Uriel Desert. It was about a day and a half walk. On the way he ducked and dodged patrolmen, patrol ships flying in the skys and other people traveling throughout Yura before he finally reached the Uriel Desert. It was 5 a.m., the sun wasn't baking down on the desert yet as Deamon entered the it to find the base.....) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 01:09:26 PM.
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| Bx | Aug 2 2008, 12:48:11 PM Post #12 |
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(Deamon crawled through the area for 2 hours before finding anything aside from the occassional scorpion and snakes. He was drenched in sweat and his breathing started to get extremely heavy. He continued to crawl through despite the horrid conditions when he saw a group of troops. All heavily armored and equipped with powerful looking rifles. They were walking around watching the area, looking out to see if they saw anything or anyone. Deamon began to decide what the best course of action was.) Deamon: If I try to go around them they'll probably spot me. Going head on isn't wise either.... (One of the soldiers in front of Deamon saw a snake on the ground and shot it with his rifle. The rifle incinerated the snake to nothing.) Deamon: Going head on definitely isn't a course of action now. Hmm... Shit. No sign of Rydol or the Mini Locke either... I need a distraction. (Deamon crawled off towards the west a few yards and took a shot into the sky with his rifle. The soldiers got on high alert and ran to the where they heard the shot. Deamon quickly but carefully sneaked out of the area and kept moving forward. More and more he was seeing soldiers on patrol, he figured he was getting closer though his breathing wasn't holding up in the baking sun.) Deamon: *Breathing heavily* Come...on, I've got to....keep moving. (Deamon came to an area that wasn't under heavy guard and took a breather. He felt very tired and laid back behind an abnormally large cactus. The sun was killing him but he regained his composure and started moving again. In the next area he met a swarm of troops spread out in the area.) Deamon: *To himself* ...Where is this base? All of these troops and no base. (Faced with no other route, Deamon was going to have to tackle this group of soldiers head on. He tossed an explosive at one sending the soldier into the air, killing him on impact.) Desert Trooper: We're under attack!! Move, move, move! (The soldiers rushed towards where the explosive had come from, straight at Deamon. There were about 8 of them. Deamon took out 3 of them with headshots. The other five began shooting at Deamon. Deamon was hit with a few of them but the armor took most of the damage and Deamon fired back taking out another two before the other three get into close combat with him. Two of the troops pulled out swords and began to try to slice away at Deamon who blocked their attempts with his rifle. The other troop continued to use his rifle, which spewed out fire barely missing Deamon who now had his rifle in one hand and sword in the other. Deamon slashed at the troops and hit both of them, the blade released fire into the soldiers armor upon impact. The soldiers backed off and tried to put the fire out before Deamon knocked both of them out with his rifle and then blasted the soldier using the flamethrowing rifle in the face with bullets....) Deamon: *Breathing heavily* I don't know if I can still do this... (Deamon fell to one knee and rested for a moment before shooting the other two soldiers he had knocked out. He searched the soldiers bodies and took some of their supplies including a few healing salves as well as some more gun metal including the flamethrowing one that was in one of the soldiers rifles. He put what he found in his bag and continued on through the desert to an oasis where he surprisingly found no troops.) Deamon: *Breathing heavily* Is this a mirage?.... (Deamon slowly walked towards the pool of water and put his hand in it. It was no mirage, the water was real. Deamon drank some of the water and sat down for another breather, though his rest was short lived.) Deamon: Damn. (Deamon stood up and looked around to see an entire group of soldiers circled around him, all with their rifles pointed straight at him. Deamon simply put his arms up in surrender but loud footsteps were soon heard. Deamon looked towards where the footsteps were coming from and in the distance, he saw a massive figure heading straight toward them.) Deamon: *To himself* Who....? (The man finally came into full view, he was a huge man, at least 7 feet tall and weighing in the neighborhood of at least 285 pounds but with a rock solid body. He held a huge gun in his hand and wore armor different from that of the other soldiers. He towered over everyone, overlooking the scene.) ???: Deamon Foxx. *Laughs* My dream will finally come true. (Deamon didn't respond with his hands still high in the air. He just looked up at the towering man as he spoke.) ???: My whole life, I've been waiting for this! The chance to finally meet the man who tortured me in my nightmares, the man who kept me deathly afraid of my own shadow, the man who's tales have fascinated me since I was but a little boy. This is our moment. Deamon: *To himself* Another psycho.... (The man began to walk around in circles behind his men but his gaze was fixed on Deamon.) ???: They say Desert Hawks fly high in the skies, circling their prey before going in for they kill. They feast upon smaller mammals in the desert like.... foxes... ???: But there's one other thing that hawks do when on the hunt in the desert.... (The man used his gun and shot every single troop that was around, none survived.) ???: They hunt alone. (Deamon gained some of his composure back and looked up at the towering man once again. The size difference was like David and Goliath, Deamon was around 5'11 and weighed in the neighborhood of about 175 pounds as opposed to the 7 foot, nearly 300 pound giant.) Deamon: Who are you? ???: I wasn't going to let them ruin our moment.... That would've just been unacceptable. Deamon: Answer me! ???: Eiko Hawk. I'm your biggest fan. Deamon: Eiko Hawk? A Guardian? Where's Johnny and Solomon!? Eiko: Yes, I am a Guardian. But the etchy little details can come later. Now enough delay, show me the legendary killer! (Deamon tossed an explosive at Eiko's feet but the huge man simply smashed it and the explosion did no damage to his armor.) Eiko: *Laughs* I hope that was a joke! (Eiko charged at Deamon and smashed his face with his huge gun, the impact sent Deamon flying like a rag doll. Deamon laid on the ground for some time as Eiko continued to taunt. Deamon regained some of his balance and got back up on his feet. He pulled out his rifle and aimed at Eiko who he shot at but the bullets did little to no damage on the massive man.) Eiko: It's gonna take more than that, Foxx! (Eiko pulled his own gun up to his eye and fired. Out of the gun came several bullets and then a huge fireball. Deamon was hit by the bullets but managed to dodge the fireball. Eiko rushed at Deamon once again and pulled out his blade.) Eiko: This has been disappointing so far, Foxx! Come on, make it a little bit interesting! Show me some of that legendary swordplay! (Eiko slashed at Deamon with his blade, Eiko's blade released a massive heatwave and once again Deamon fell to the ground. He was losing his breath as Eiko continued his assault, pummeling Deamon with blow after blow causing Foxx to lose consciousness for a few moments before waking up to find that Eiko was tossing the dead soldiers bodies on top of him, each one knocking the breath out of Deamon upon impact.) Eiko: Hmph. I guess I should've expected you to be a letdown. (Eiko continued to toss the bodies at Deamon who was barely breathing at this point.) Eiko: Lord Hector warned me not to get my hopes up but I foolishly chose not to believe him. (Eiko threw the last body at Deamon and watched as Deamon moaned in pain and coughed up blood. Eiko walked over to Deamon who was choking on his own blood and stepped on his fingers as Deamon attempted to get up.) Eiko: It's too bad, you know. I wanted to believe that you were something more than you were. (Eiko walked off toward the water and drank some of it. Deamon gasped for air as he tried to get back on his feet. Blood was pouring from his mouth and his left hand had suffered major damage but Deamon pulled out his blade and went after Eiko.) Eiko: Ha, ha. At least I know you're trying! (Eiko tried to swat Deamon with his hand but Deamon quickly sliced Eiko's left hand off and left an incinerating burn in that arm. Eiko groaned in pain but quickly retaliated by firing at Deamon with his gun, this time Deamon got hit by both the bullets and the fireball which put him back on the ground.) Eiko: Ahh.... My, hand..... Shit! (Eiko dipped his handless arm in the cool water due to the burning as Deamon slowly got back to his feet. Deamon threw some explosives at Eiko's back, all of them landed and did slight damage to the massive man's armor. Eiko turned around and pulled out his gun once again to fire but Deamon shoved his blade into the gun's large barrel. Deamon then began to fire once again at Eiko who in an angry rage pulled the trigger of his gun. The built up ammunition couldn't come out of the barrel and the gun exploded in Eiko's hand knocking the large man into the water.) (Deamon used this to his advantage and as quickly as he could in his injured state, ripped a large chain from one of the dead soldiers bodies. He then took the chain and ran to the pool of water. Eiko came back up from the pool but Deamon was waiting for him and wrapped his neck with the chain and strangled it. Eiko tried to fight back but after losing so much oxygen, his ability to fight was gone.) (Realizing that Eiko was starting to die, Deamon released his hold on the chain for a quick second and picked up one of the soldier's rifles and planted it into the sand by the pool of water. He tied the chain to this weapon tight enough to keep Eiko at bay but not enough to kill him. Deamon waited for Eiko to regain consciousness and once he did he began to question him.) Deamon: Where's Johnny and Solomon!? Eiko: *Choking* Heh...Heh.... You, really....are....the killer.... heh, heh (Deamon grabbed a hold of the chain and strangled Eiko a little bit before stopping.) Deamon: Now answer me! Eiko: *Choking* Heh, heh. It's a bird.... Deamon: What? (Eiko moved his head up slightly. Deamon looked at the sky, something was flying.) Deamon: The Mini Locke? Eiko: *Choking* The two....scouts.... *Coughs* ....Have been taken... Deamon: Where? The base? Eiko: ...*Coughs* there is no base.... You....were....set up... Deamon: An ambush. But where are Johnny and Solomon? Eiko: ...I....have already... told you.... *Coughs*.... Up. Deamon: They've been rescued? Eiko: ...They gave us *Coughs* heh, what we needed.... Deamon: What are you talking about? Eiko: Heh, heh. *Coughs* Bye, bye now. (Eiko closed his eyes, he wasn't dead. But he wasn't going to tell anymore so Deamon did the only thing he could do, he drowned Eiko. Afterwards, he started to lose his breath once again when the Mini Locke had landed where he was at...The first Guardian had been taken out...) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 01:04:15 PM.
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| Bx | Aug 2 2008, 10:17:05 PM Post #13 |
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(Deamon laid on the ground gasping for air when the Mini Locke landed. His suit was ripped in nearly every place and his left hand was still badly injured. Rydol jumped out of the Mini Locke first to get Deamon.) Rydol: We got you man. I need some help over here! (Solomon rushed out of the Mini Locke and helped Rydol lift Deamon up. The two of them started to carry him towards the Mini Locke when Kali opened the door.) Kali: We have an audience. *Points up* (In the sky was Hector inside his flying ship. He was standing on the edge looking down at Deamon and the others. Deamon started to laugh and cough at the same time when he saw Hector and then gave him the finger as Rydol and Solomon carried him inside.) (Inside Hector's ship was him and Penniless talking. Hector was pacing around with a glass of wine in his hand.) Penniless: You think you understimated him, Lord Hector?... He beat Eiko by himself. Hector: *Laughs* No small task indeed. But I'm fully aware that I'm not dealing with a normal man here. Penniless: But he beat Eiko... by himself. Eiko could take out mid-sized battalions alone. Hector: What you're failing to realize is that before there was ever an Eiko Hawk, there was a Deamon Foxx. Ever the creative killer, are we now, Foxx? Drowning a man in the desert. Penniless: I wouldn't have believed it if I weren't looking at it right now. I can't believe Eiko's been killed... Hector: Well believe it and move on. Nobody is going to be spending time crying over his death. We've got business to attend to. Penniless: Right, sir. (Penniless pulled out his rifle and aimed at the Mini Locke.) Penniless: Should I shoot now? Hector: Put the weapon down. Penniless: But Foxx! Hector: Foxx has had a tough battle. I'll give him rest, like you said, beating Eiko is no small task. Penniless: Lord... We do want to kill Foxx, correct? Hector: *Laughs* You shouldn't be so anxious. I'm a man of honor. Deamon fought with honor so he'll get an honorable rest. Is that so much to ask? Penniless: But you're just letting them get away? Hector: Who said I was giving them a rest? (Hector started laughing again and drank more wine.) (Inside the Mini Locke, Deamon was being treated by Solomon for his wounds.) Deamon: *Coughs* Glad to see ....*Coughs* you're ok... Solomon: You're the one who took on that giant, I should be saying that to you. Deamon: *Laughs* Nobody told me he was a god damn giant... *Coughs* (Deamon turned to look at Johnny who was also laying flat on the ship suffering from wounds.) Deamon: ...*Wheezing* What...happened to...him? Solomon: Tortured. Deamon: But you... *Coughs* you *Coughs* Weren't with him?... Solomon: Johnny was tortured far more severely than me for his loud mouth. Deamon: *Wheezing* Damn. This fucking *Coughs* cough is killing me... What is it? Solomon: Don't know. But it's bad, that's what I do know. Deamon: *Coughs* You some kind of medic, too? Solomon: ...Yes. My, my father he also specialized in medicine. Deamon: *Wheezing* Yeah... I knew a guy like that before. He was just....working for the....wrong team. Solomon: ...Yeah. (Kali came out from the pilot section of the ship where Zeno was at. She sat down next to Deamon.) Kali: I'm so glad you're ok... That was crazy. You going up against Eiko. Deamon: *Laughs and Coughs* Sorry about the suit. Kali: Don't worry about that. *Sigh* I feel like this was all my fault. Deamon: What?... *Coughs* Kali: Stop talking, Deamon. Just rest your throat. Just rest period. We're going back to the base. Deamon: *Wheezing* But... Hector! Kali: Nobody is in any condition to fight. Deamon: But... Rydol: Anyone else hear that? Deamon: What...? Solomon: Yeah. Bees? Deamon: *Coughs* In the damn desert? *Laughs* You guys are losing it... (Rydol opened the side door and looked out into the sky. From a distance he could hear them getting closer.) Rydol: Needlers! Kali: Zeno! We've got Needlers on our asses, get the Mini Locke out of here! (Back in Hector's ship.) Hector: See what I was telling you? Penniless: You've sent Needlers on them. Hector: Yes. Foxx earned his rest but I would really enjoy seeing the others sweat it out now! (Hector began to laugh hysterically as the fast flying Needlers tailed the Mini Locke. Inside the Mini Locke, Rydol and Kali grabbed some rifles, a box of explosives and opened the side doors and began firing at the swarm of Needlers after them.) Solomon: Didn't you take one of those out before Rydol? (Rydol continued to fire at the Needlers.) Rydol: Yes, Solomon. One , not a whole fucking slew of them! Kali: Solomon, just focus on giving Deamon treatment! (Kali hurled a plethora of explosives at a Needler that had managed to fly right next to the Mini Locke. Zeno was holding his own piloting the ship, though and managed to avoid many of the Needlers stinging blasts as Rydol and Kali continued to fire at them.) (Hector's ship was tailing the Mini Locke as well from a higher distance as Hector and Penniless looked on.) Penniless: That kid's a pretty good pilot. Hector: He's a Garamon, of course, he's a good. Penniless: Right. Hector, are you sure you don't want me to fire at them? Hector: Shoot when told. I don't pay you to do what you want to do, I pay you to do what I tell you to do. (Hector's ship continued to follow as Kali and Rydol were gaining an upperhand on the Needlers. There were less of them but one Needler is too many so the two continued to blast away at the Needlers. Deamon, seeing the situation was asking Solomon to stop the treatment and hand him a rifle.) Solomon: No, you've fought enough. Rydol: Deamon. You showed us what you can do, now let us show you what we can do. (Rydol poured more bullets into the Needlers, shooting two more down and eliminating all the Needlers coming from his side. Noticing this, he moved to where Kali was shooting from and began helping her on her side.) Kali: Rydol, get back to your side! Rydol: My area is clear. Kali: Get back over there! (Before Rydol could respond, a soldier in one of the Needlers jumped inside the Mini Locke from the unguarded side and grabbed Deamon.) Rydol: Solomon, cut that son of a bitch! (Solomon pulled Rydol's sword from his side and slashed at the soldier who immediately let go of Deamon and slipped out of the Mini Locke from the water residue that gushed out from the slash. Deamon was hanging from the open edge of the ship until Solomon grabbed him.) Kali: Now get back on that side Rydol! (Rydol didn't say a word and ran back to that side to shoot some more Needlers that were coming down. The Needlers numbers had sharply decreased and there were now only two left on each side. Kali shot her's down first and Rydol followed after.) Kali: We did it! (Kali looked at Deamon and then Solomon.) Kali: He ok? Deamon: *Groggily* I'm fine... Kali: Good. I'm gonna check on Zeno. (Kali went to the pilot section to see Zeno, he was fine. Hector's ship stopped tailing the Mini Locke after Hector noticed the Needlers were losing.) Penniless: They shot down all of the Needlers, Lord Hector.... Hector: You were expecting different? *Laughs* I just wanted them to sweat a little. I got my amusement. For a man they call Penniless you sure do expect a lot out of life. (Back in the Mini Locke, everyone had calmed down as Zeno turned the ship to head for the Generation October base. Deamon had fallen asleep by this time but he was going to be fine with some more medical treatment and rest....) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 12:59:18 PM.
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| Bx | Aug 3 2008, 11:53:01 AM Post #14 |
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(The Mini Locke landed back at the base. Solomon took Johnny to an emergency room on base. Rydol carried Deamon to another medical area for standard treatment. In the days to follow doctors performed work on Deamon to repair his hand and clean up his wounds. After a week of rest, Deamon was able to walk on his own feet again without trouble. Kali, with the rest of Generation October came to see him.) Kali: The doctors said you were ok to see so all of us decided to come. Deamon: *Wheezing* Yeah, I'm fine...thanks. The fucking cough, did they *Cough* ever find out the cause? *Cough* (Kali's expression changed to sadness.) Kali: ...No. No, they didn't. Deamon: *Wheezing* I'm always out...of breath... Shit. How's uh, Johnny doing? *Cough* Solomon: He's...in a vegatative state.... Deamon: They... did him in... that bad? (Solomon looked down at the floor.) Solomon: He just... *Sigh* I'm sorry. (Solomon walked out of the room.) Kali: He's taking it really hard, Deamon. Zeno: In the end, Johnny's adrenaline was his weakness and that damn moon metal... It just made it worse... *Sigh* I feel responsible for this happening to him... (Kali put her hand on Zeno's shoulder.) Kali: It's not your fault. Don't beat yourself down... I'm the one who sent them out there, my judgement was poor... Deamon: I guess *Cough* Everyone shares some of the blame. (Rydol stepped forward and began to speak.) Rydol: Johnny was a nonstop talker, we always begged for him to shut up... And now we'd give anything to hear him say anything... Deamon: *Sigh* (Deamon just put his head down when Kali started speaking again.) Kali: I'm sick of this Deamon... I'm sick of things like this happening because of fighting... My paralysis ten years ago and now Johnny's situation and the death in general. It's sickening... And I can't take feeling that I forced Johnny and Solomon into that torture. (Deamon picked his head up and looked at Kali.) Deamon: This is the stuff that I wanted to get away from Kali. This type of lifestyle, dealing with situations like the one Johnny is in.... *Cough* (Deamon put his hands on Kali's shoulders and looked her in the eye.) Deamon: But we've still got something that we have to do. Kali: I... *Crying* I should've never brought you back to this... You've already dealt with so much... Deamon: Don't talk like *Cough* that. Where is he? Kali: ..Who?... Deamon: Hector. Kali: I... BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! (Three loud explosions shook the base knocking everyone standing off of their feet.) Kali: What was that!? (Gunfire could be heard throughout the base.) Rydol: They've found our base... Deamon: *Laughs and Coughs* That fucking Hector... Kali: We're not armed! We have to get weapons... Damn it. And the weapons storehouse is a bit of a walk from here... What else can go wrong today? (Kali notices that Rydol has his weapons.) Kali: Rydol! Rydol: *Laughs* These are the moments that I live for. Remember I was telling you about that irreplacible stamp, Deamon? Deamon: ..Yeah. Rydol: Well this is one of those moments. Take my rifle, Deamon. And Kali, you take my explosives. (Rydol tossed Deamon his rifle and Kali grabbed the explosives from his bag.) Kali: Rydol, this still isn't safe. We have no armor! Rydol: Just don't get shot. Zeno, stay close behind me. (Zeno moved behind Rydol and the four of them burst out of the door with Rydol in front. The scene was gruesome, Hector's army was overpowering Generation October due to the unexpected attack. Rydol went in first slicing and dicing and soldiers that came his way. Deamon was steady firing at soldiers keeping them at bay while Kali tossed explosives at the soldiers who were far away. The four of them moved quickly through the main area of the base and into a corridor that led to the Weapons storehouse.) Deamon: *Out of breath* How...much farther? Kali: It's not that much farther. Are you going to be ok? You should still be resting.... Damn it. Deamon: *Cough* I'll be fine. Lets hurry. (The four of them moved quickly down the corridor and killed the enemies in their way. They entered another hangar in the base, the weapons storehouse was down the next path. But the fighting was worse in this area, most of the Generation October troops had been killed or were severely injured.) Kali: ...This is horrible. Deamon: Kali! Get yourself together. (The four of them quickly moved and tried to take down anyone who was attacking them but Hector's forces were too much.) Deamon: I'm out of ammo! Rydol, you got any more metal? (Rydol was busy slashing away at an enemy when he turned to Deamon...) Rydol: No, that's why we've got to get to the storehouse. (Deamon started hitting the enemies with the end of the rifle as they continued to move forward through the hangar and into the next corridor which led to the Weapons storehouse.) Kali: Almost there! (The four of them rushed through into the Weapons storehouse where they found all of the weapons and armor set on fire. The entire room was in flames...) Kali: No!.... (Deamon looked up and spotted a huge hole in the ceiling, he pointed it out to everyone.) Deamon: That must've been where they had come from... *Cough* Shit. I can't take the fumes... I've got to get... out of... here... (Deamon went back into the other corridor and sat down behind a crate. The others were still in the burning Weapons Storehouse.) Rydol: ...Is it over, Kali? Kali: ... We have no weapons, we have no base.... We have no manpower... There's nothing left. Zeno: Kali. We have to get out of here, still. We should head for the Airstation and get out of here... Kali: And go where?... This was all we had. There's nowhere else to go... Zeno: Kali! You want to just die here?! Kali: ....No. Solomon. Where is he? Rydol: I never saw him out there. Zeno: Neither did I... Kali: No...Not him too. Zeno: Kali, come on, lets go! (The 3 of them went back into the corridor where Deamon was sitting at catching his breath.) Deamon: What's the plan?... Kali: We're going to the Airstation... Deamon: And if that's burned? Rydol: We can't think like that now... Come on, Deamon. Deamon: ...*Cough* And where is this Airstation? Zeno: In the south end past the previous hangar, we have to move! (The four of them, essentially defenseless, hurried through the corridor and entered the hangar where the fighting was still going on. Hector's soldiers were finishing off the last of the Generation October members in the area. And with the four of them running as quickly as they could through the area, they became primary targets and were being shot at almost universally. They avoided the gunfire until Kali was shot in the legs, she fell to the ground instantly.) Deamon: Kali! (Deamon rushed to her aid and with everything he had left in his tired body, lifted her up and ran with her towards the Airstation.) Kali: Deamon.... Why didn't you just...leave me?... I was going to...pay the price for..my own sins... For causing this... Deamon: *Out of breath* You always tell me... to stay quiet when I'm hurt... Do the same... for yourself... (Deamon followed behind Rydol and Zeno as they entered the Airstation. The area hadn't been touched. Zeno went towards the Locke to start it up when he saw something and yelled.) Zeno: Oh my God! No.... Rydol: Zeno! What happened!? (Rydol went up to the Locke and saw it. Deamon struggled to continue to carry Kali and move but he made it to where Rydol was at and saw it along with Kali.) Kali: No.... No..... Not... you too!.... (They had found Solomon. He hanged himself from one of the propellers with a rope....) Edited by Bx, Aug 3 2008, 12:46:52 PM.
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| Bx | Aug 4 2008, 02:58:55 PM Post #15 |
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(After finding Solomon's hanging from the propeller, Deamon and the others just took a minute to reflect on what they had seen.) Rydol: ...Why did he do that....? Solomon... (Deamon laid Kali on the ship's deck and fell to one knee, he was completely out of breath.) Deamon: *Out of breath* He must've... felt that Johnny's.... torture was his...fault. *Cough* (Kali began to speak slowly.) Kali: I... ahh... I should've never sent them... ahh, this... should've never....happened... (Kali grabbed at her legs and tried to suppress her groans of pain.) Deamon: *Cough* Kali, stop....talking... (And in that moment, clapping was heard. Everyone looked around to see who it was... Hector came out of the Locke's interior.) Hector: Like father, like son. Deamon: *Wheezing* Hector! You... Hector: We meet again Foxx. Heh. But no before, you say it, Solomon took his own life. Though I did give him a little push. Rydol: What do you mean, a push!? Hector: *Laughs* Oh, while he was contemplating suicide, whether to do it or not, I just gave him some encouraging words, that's all. You know, just being that emotional support. But the death itself... Heh. That was all him. I guess he wanted to go out like his old man. (Deamon stood up on his two feet.) Deamon: What do you mean, his old man? *Cough* Hector: You really should a doctor about that, Foxx. Heh, heh. Sounds like your lungs are tearing to shreds with each cough. *Laughs* Deamon: Answer my *Cough* question! Hector: *Points to Kali* She didn't tell you? Solomon is the son of Sessell Opalla. Deamon: Sessell? He was Sessell's kid!? Hector: The bastard son. Sessell was a drunk who slept with anything he could. Solomon is a product of Sessell's former lifestyle. Sessell may have seen him no more than 3 times in life. Heh. A shame really considering that his boy was just like him, a terrible fighter who could do only womanly jobs such as nursing real men back to health. Heh. Kali had more balls than Sessell! *Laughs* (Rydol unsheathed his blade and Hector turned to him.) Hector: Gonna defend his honor? *Laughs* Humor me and take your best shot. (Rydol prepared to slash Hector, when Deamon remembered a similar situation and yelled out.) Deamon: Rydol, no!! (But it was too late, Rydol had leaped to slash Hector when...) BOOM! (He was shot in the upper part of his chest by an unknown assailant at the time. Hector walked up to Rydol, bent over and spit in his face.) Hector: You do realize that when I say, "Take your best shot" that I am referring to my sharpshooter, don't you? *Laughs* (Hector turned to Deamon.) Deamon: Hector, you son of a bitch... Hector: What? It's self defense. Heh. Deamon: *Cough* I'm gonna... *wheezing* kill... you myself. (Deamon weakly got into his fighting stance. Hector simply stared at him with a glow in his eyes.) Hector: Deamon. I told you before. You cannot win. But since you're so anxious for a duel. *Snaps fingers* (Out of the ship's interior came the other "Deamon.") Hector: Deal with him. You'll be pleasantly surprised. (Hector pushed Deamon off the ship's deck and back onto the ground. Hector than looked at Zeno.) Hector: A Garamon working for the losing team. You can redeem yourself now by piloting this ship out of here. If you want to play "hero" and be noncompliant because of your nonsensical ties to these fools, we can arrange for you to end up with the same fate as these people who've decided to call comrades. Zeno: ...You're a monster.... (Zeno went back inside and started up the Locke. Kali and Rydol were still on deck, both unconscious when Hector dragged them inside the ship. The Locke began to lift off when the other "Deamon" jumped off to confront the real Deamon, who was struggling to get up after the massive fall. As the Locke lifted off the ground, Hector signaled another ship to take off as well, in the smaller ship was the Penniless Pride, the sniper. Both ships lifted off and headed for their destinations.) (The fake Deamon and the real Deamon stood face to face with one another. The fake one brooded over the real one, who was still out of breath and in no condition to fight. Though the battle between the "two" Deamons began.) |
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| Bx | Aug 4 2008, 04:44:03 PM Post #16 |
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(The two "Deamons" stood face to face.) Deamon: Who are you? *Cough* "Deamon": I fight.... for Remy! Deamon: ...Imposter. (The real Deamon, unarmed, threw the first punch at the fake Deamon's head and connected though the blow didn't seem to do much to the imposter. The fake Deamon pulled out his blade and began slicing at Deamon who dodged every attack by the skin of his teeth. The real Deamon grabbed the fake one's forearm and swung him over to the ground and began to choke him but the fake one stabbed the real Deamon in the side causing Deamon to lose his grip. The pain from the stabbing took it's toll on the real Deamon and he began to take more and more blows from the fake one's devastating punches, the repeated blows eventually caused Deamon to fall to the ground and like a vulture going in for a decaying animal, the fake Deamon jumped on the real one and started bashing his head into the ground.) (Deamon lost his sight for a moment when the fake Deamon stood up to pull his blade out of it's sheath. The fake Deamon held the sword up to go in for a stab to the heart but the real one quickly though weakly kicked the fake one back. This move allowed the real Deamon just enough time to stand on his own feet. But the fake one was quick to strike back at the real one with more devastating blows to the stomach. The blows caused the real Deamon to start vomitting blood allowing the fake one to deliver even more punishing attacks. Out of breath and vomitting all over the place, the real Deamon was struggling to stand when the fake one yanked him by his hair and threw him to the ground with extreme force.) (With the real Deamon squirming in pain on the ground. The fake one began to speak strangely.) "Deamon": Help me.... Help me..... My.... I fight for Remy!! (The fake Deamon lifted his blade out of it's sheath and continued to deliver broken lines.) "Deamon": ...Deamon.... I... Remember? I have no other choice, I must fight for Remy! (The real Deamon was starting to gain some of his senses back and began noticing the apparent malfunctioning in the fake Deamon who had his blade in hand and charged forward to deliver the finishing blow when the real Deamon managed to flip him over in mid air, the hard fall seemed to cause some kind of disturbance within the fake one.) "Deamon": Deamon, it's.... I fight only for Remy! ME!!!! I live within... KILL ME NOW!!!! (The real Deamon was taken aback by this but decided to simply go in for the kill. Deamon grabbed the fake one while his back was turned and hit him in the back of the neck with his elbow before disarming the imposter. The blow to the back of the neck caused the hood to come off of the fake Deamon, revealing a disturbing appearance....) Deamon: *Out of breath* No.... Impossible. (To Deamon's surprise, the phony Deamon turned out to be Lord Remy, his old master that he killed on Garaluga. His body had been sown back together from the two halves in which Deamon had sliced. Defeated and now seemingly aware of who he was, Remy began to speak.) Remy: ....Deamon... You... Deamon: Remy, how...? *Cough* Remy: ...Heh. Heh. The October Moon.... When I had used it... The stone trapped my soul within it.... *Laughs and coughs up blood* Hector.... he drained my soul... And placed it...in this body. Deamon: How? Remy: In...using the stone...as an energy source, my soul was drained from it. He had my body sown back together though it was weak. He charged it extensively with moon metal and...used hypnosis to make me... believe I was you... Deamon: But why...? *Cough* Remy: For humor... Deamon. I am sorry... for what I put you through.... Deamon: *Sigh* Remy: The life you lived.... the life everyone now lives.... it's because of me.... Because of my greed.... Please.... Forgive me.... Deamon: Remy... Remy: ...I am glad, now. Deamon: Where is the October Moon located? Remy: ...You cannot destroy it.... But you have to.... Deamon: What? Remy: Hector has implemented... the stone as the world's ultimate power source... however, the aging effects of the October Moon still exist. The stone will continue to age...the world. In 5 years Deamon... In 5 years, the world will end.... Deamon: What!? Remy: With the society becoming more and more advanced... the weapons that you see here will soon become obsolete and a new...more frightening weapon will take their place. Deamon: What kind of weapon?... Remy: Nuclear weapons.... Deamon: What the hell is a nuclear weapon? Remy: *Cough* The ultimate weapon. A weapon that can destroy the entire world with one blast.... The technology is based upon earth's radioactive gases. Those gases are compacted into what is known as a missle or a warhead. If fired on to one location... That location will be immediately wiped out, with no survivors, guaranteed. Deamon: No... You've got be kidding... Remy: Heh, heh. I wish I had that kind of imagination.... If the October Moon is not destroyed then Hector's scientists will develop the technology and test it in the world's most radioactive place... Deamon: Where? *Cough* Remy: Garaluga.... Deamon: But.. How? What?... Remy: As you know Garaluga was the fashion and fun capital of the world. A virtual sin city if you will, wonderful place to be though there was a downside. The pollution that dominated that place combined with the natural Radon gas layer under the surface of that island make it one huge explosive.... Deamon: And Hector is gonna launch the missle as a test, in five years? Remy: Yes. Deamon: How do you know this? Remy: Remember. When the October Moon is used by one person, the stone gives the wearer seemingly infinite knowledge of all events, past, present, future..... That is what causes the person to age so rapidly, the amount of knowledge that you gain is over the capacity limit of a natural human brain. It's the strain on the mind.... Deamon: So you've seen the end of the world? Remy: Yes. And I saw my death before it occurred... Deamon: But if you saw it, then it's going to happen no matter what... Remy: No. You see... Nobody who ever died from the aging of the October Moon has ever lived to tell what they know. Except for me... I'm passing the information now to you in the hope that something can be done. Deamon: So I have to destroy the October Moon? *Cough* Remy: ...Heh. *Cough* But I wish it were that simple. Deamon: Huh? Remy: Because Hector has established the October Moon as the world's main power source... If the stone is destroyed then it will throw the world into chaos... People have gotten used to the eternal bliss and easy lifestyle that the October Moon has given them. If the stone is destroyed, so is their blissful lifestyle *Cough* and chaos will ensue... Deamon: ...It's a no win. Remy: Heh, heh. *Laughs* Ironic isn't it? Deamon: What? Remy: The two men dubbed as plagues to society are going to be almost solely responsible for saving it... Deamon: But what do I have to do? Remy: ...I have no solution for you Deamon. The route you take.... Is yours to decide. This body is painful, please end it. Deamon: ...Remy... Remy: I'm sorry... (Deamon took the blade that he took from Remy and delivered the finishing blow. He stabbed Remy in the heart... Effectively finishing off the man responsible for his past for the final time....) (Learning this information, the battered Deamon climbed his way out of the airstation and entered the outside world with a new purpose....) Edited by Bx, Aug 4 2008, 05:10:39 PM.
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| Bx | Aug 4 2008, 11:43:19 PM Post #17 |
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(Deamon had finally exited the Generation October base, night had fallen, it was a peaceful evening outside, a clear contrast to the events that had just occured. Deamon traveled through the land with his clothes in rags and the strength in his body completely drained. He staggered as he walked and nearly fell a few times. But all throughout his mind, Remy's prophetic words ringed in his head.... The End of the World was coming unless he could somehow stop it...) Deamon: *Out of breath* I need to find them... They need me. As much... *Cough* as I hate it... I've got to be the hero.... *Cough* (Deamon continued walking through the dark roads of Yura. Strangely there were no patrolmen as Deamon continued to stagger and finally began to crawl his way towards some sort of oasis. He couldn't go in any cities, he was a wanted man, he couldn't find any sort of refuge, the base was destroyed, Kali and the others had been taken, he began to wonder if the clock was starting to tick on his life as he continued to weakly crawl through the dark roads...) Deamon: *Wheezing* Nothing... There's nothing here for me... *Cough* God *Cough* You can't kill me yet.... Shit *Cough* *Cough* *Cough* (Deamon's coughing had become nonstop as he began to pat his chest in the hopes that it would stop it but the coughs became worse and he started to choke as blood mixed with vomit was pouring out of his mouth. Deamon's lungs felt extremely tight as if they were closing in on him with every passing second. He needed help but in the darkness of night, no one was coming to rescue him, no one was coming to save him. The coughing just wouldn't stop and Deamon continued to choke until he finally passed out in the middle of the road.....) (The next morning, Deamon woke up. The sun was beaming in his face, it was a beautiful morning. He sat up and looked around, still no one on patrol. Still somewhat weak, he walked slowly and aimlessly. The map Kali had given him was in his bag, which was destroyed in the fire. His surroundings were so different but he continued in the direction he was going when he stumbled upon an automobile with patrolmen inside. Deamon ducked and hid behind a tree and listened in.) Patrolman 45: Our orders are simple. We move in to Mt. Othella, storm the locals if they do not comply with our demands and guard the area with our lives. Patrolman 90: Do the locals have Moon Metal equipment? Patrolman 45: Those hicks wouldn't know what Moon Metal was if sat there and handed them a fucking children's book about it. Patrolman 34: Mt. Othella's having a bad winter storm they say... And this gear here isn't enough to keep us warm, is it? Patrolman 45: We're go restock at the War House in Iopa before we go. For those of us assigned to Mt. Othella, they're gonna give us special armor that protects us from the cold as well as new type of Moon Metal ammunition. Patrolman 34: Really? What type? Patrolman 45: Don't know. We should be heading for the War House now. (The patrolman started the car up and drove to Iopa. Deamon got out from his cover and checked to see if the coast was clear. When he saw that everything was fine, he came out.) Deamon: Iopa. Hmm... I'm guessing that's not too far from here. *Cough* Mt. Othella... I haven't been there in years... Since I was a kid... Something big is there. I can't go there like this, I need weapons and protection...*Cough* Infiltrating that War House isn't gonna be easy, though. *Sigh* (Deamon walked carefully along the backroad that the car had traveled on and in time, he reached the outskirts of Iopa. It was still a small town, not totally industrialized though the War House dominated the scenery. Deamon checked what was going on in the town, there wasn't much in town to avoid but towards the War House, it was littered with troops. Trying to sneak in from the front wasn't gonna work. Deamon headed towards the back of the town where the War House was located and looked around for any openings.) Deamon: There's gotta be one *Cough* somewhere.... (Deamon continued to search until he found one, a very small duct.) Deamon: I should be used to these damn ducts. *Laughs and Coughs* (Deamon crawls through the first floor duct of the heavily guarded War House....) |
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| Bx | Aug 5 2008, 08:04:06 PM Post #18 |
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(Deamon crawled through the duct, it was tight getting through but he managed. He was on the first floor of the 3 story War House and through the openings from the ducts he heard different conversations centered around the ongoings on Mt. Othella. He continued through the duct until he reached the weapons storage area. From the small opening, he saw the place filled with military troops, all stocking up on weapons and Moon Metal for their weapons. He listened in on a conversation between two troops who were near the duct...) Officer 77: Yup, they say this new gun metal is designed to suck the air out of the target's lungs. Officer 32: Yeah, that's some crazy shit. Can you imagine an old geezer getting hit with something like that? Officer 77: This is gonna sound terrible but that would be hilarious! You know, he'd be gasping for air, choking and coughing until the son of a bitch finally kicks the bucket! Officer 32: *Laughs* Hey, did you hear about Penniless Pride being here? Officer 77: Yeah. Not sure why though. Those Guardians get all of the top equipment directly from Hector, they say he's on the third floor. Not sure what he's doing up there but whatever it is... Officer 32: It's definitely important. (The two officers left the area. Upon hearing that the Guardian, Penniless Pride was upstairs on the third floor, Deamon looked around and saw that to the left, the duct led upstairs. But before he would find out what Penniless was doing, he thought about how he would get weapons without being spotted. Instead of waiting around, Deamon crawled up to the second floor ducts.) (On the second floor, Deamon noticed that it was simply a long hallway with several rooms on each side. Deamon waited for a few moments and saw a soldier come out of one of the room with no equipment on. This floor was for resting. Upon seeing this, Deamon carefully and quietly opened the duct and crawled out into the hallway.) Deamon: *Breathing heavily but slowly* He had to leave some type of gear in there. (Deamon quietly walked into the room to find the soldier's armor suit complete with a helmet as well as a standard military rifle. Deamon went inside the closet and changed into the armor suit and walked out of the room and went back downstairs to the weapons storage area.) Deamon: *To himself* Man... That's a relief. (Deamon went up to the soldier handing out the weapons and winter armor suits for the Mt. Othella assignment and got the equipment. He went back upstairs and found an empty room and changed into the winter suit, he then went back into the other room to put the other armor suit back on the bed but when he opened the door....) Soldier 1989: You took my suit? Deamon: Uh... Yeah, for inspection. Soldier 1989: Inspection? Deamon: *Cough* Yeah, there's a really bad *Cough* dust infestation in this... area. *Cough* Hear my cough? It's because of it. Soldier 1989: ...I didn't hear anything about any inspection... Deamon: Well *Cough* why would you? It was an order delivered by Penniless in secret to a select few. Soldier 1989: Oh... Ok. Well, did I pass? Deamon: Sure did, soldier, be proud. (Deamon hands the soldier his armor suit and rifle.) Soldier 1989: Thanks... (The soldier closed the door on Deamon. Now that he had gotten through that without incident, he decided to pay a visit upstairs.) Deamon: *To himself* Penniless has taken his best shot at me, now it's time I returned the gesture. (Deamon walked up stairs but halfway up, he found that it was guarded by two massive soldiers. Rather than try to tackle these two, Deamon went back to the second floor and entered the duct he had originally come out of and crawled his way to the third floor.) (The third floor was very plain and was simply one long hallway with one room. Deamon didn't see anyone so he once again opened the duct in a very careful and quiet manner and entered the third floor hallway. He saw the two goons that he avoided guarding the stairwell and tippy-toed towards the door and listened...) Penniless: I agree. That man is a pest... He killed Eiko. And now the mimic... ???: The mimic now, too? Hmm... Interesting. He is good. Every bit as good as they say, eh? Penniless: Bah. He killed Eiko with luck! ???: Drowning a man in the desert.... *Laughs* I've never heard of that one. Penniless: Yes... That's what the boss said. ???: Well, if his lungs are as bad as you've claimed than the new gun metal should be enough to take him down. Penniless: An ingenious design from the labs. ???: Yes. Well, I must be going Penniless. The skies await. Take care of yourself. Penniless: See you on the mountain. (Whoever it was that Penniless was talking to had apparently left but not through the door. A moment later, Deamon heard a flying ship start up and take off.... Penniless was now alone, Deamon slowly opened the door. Inside was Penniless, he had his back turned and was facing an open window. Deamon walked in and closed the door behind him.) Deamon: All alone now. (Penniless turned around and looked at Deamon, who had his rifle pointed directly at him.) Penniless: You sneaked in here? Hmm... Maybe, you're better than I thought. Deamon: Where's Kali and Rydol!? Penniless: Pay me and I'll tell you. Deamon: ... Where are they!? Don't play games with me! Penniless: Heh, heh. If you don't pay up then you get no information. Deamon: *Cough* *Cough* You want money...? Penniless: *Laughs* No, honey, for information as sweet as the kind you're asking for, I want something better than that. Deamon: What?.... *Cough* Penniless: Drop your weapon. And I don't mean your gun. (Penniless walked up to Deamon and began making what appeared to be sexual advancements toward him...) Deamon: You've gotta be fucking kidding me!... *Cough* You're... *Cough* gay?... Penniless: *Laughs* You give me what I want and I'll give you what you want? (Deamon pumped Penniless' chest with bullets but it did no effect.) Deamon: ...*Cough* It didn't work... Penniless: *Laughs* Conventional rifles do no damage to the armor suits worn by the Guardians. You didn't learn that when facing Eiko? (Deamon stayed quiet...) Penniless: Not feeling as confident Foxx? Heh, heh. Now are you more willing to give me what I want? (Deamon backed away but Penniless continued his advancements before Deamon snapped Penniless' arm back and pumped more bullets into Penniless' armor suit despite what the Guardian had said. Though the bullets still did no damage...) Penniless: ....Ha, ha. My arm.... Ha, ha.... Mt. Othella. Your friends are at the summit. Ha, ha... Is that what you wanted? (Penniless quickly grabbed at Deamon's private area with his good arm and squeezed tightly, Foxx fought it off but once Penniless let go, Deamon fell on his knees from the pain... This allowed Penniless time to escape out of the window and into his own small flying ship. The noise of Deamon's gunfire had alerted the soldiers guarding the third floor and they burst through the door... Deamon was trapped...) |
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| Bx | Aug 5 2008, 09:58:22 PM Post #19 |
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(The guards spotted Deamon on the ground and saw that Penniless was gone. They immediately began shooting at Deamon who sprung into action by immediately flipping out of the way of the fire behind a desk in the room. Deamon began shooting at the two guards and gunned them both down quickly. On his way out of the room, more troops were rushing up the stairs, Deamon ducked behind the wall inside the room and began firing at them, effectively killing many of the soldiers rushing up the steps.) Deamon: *Out of breath* Damn it! There's more of 'em... Shit! *Cough* (But they didn't stop coming after that, more continued to pour in from the staircase, Deamon pumped more lead into the troops and continued firing at the swarm that was coming up the steps. As more kept pouring in, Deamon's gun metal dried out meaning he was out of ammo, he searched his armor suit for explosives he had on his belt and hurled one at the enemies. Realizing he was running out of weaponry and the storm of troops was nonstop, he ran to the window and reluctanctly threw himself out of the 3 story building.) (Deamon landed hard on the ground but out of fear, he got up as quickly as he could after a moment's rest and made a run for it. He was out of breath but he continued to run as hard as he could through the muddy roads that dominated this region of Yura. The troops were still after him, they stormed out of the town and into their cars and began their search for the renegade soldier...) Deamon: *Out of breath* These bastards.... *Cough* Don't quit.... Damn... (Deamon kept moving through the area, the thick mud was slowing him down but it had also prevented the cars from continuing to follow him. Eventually the troops simply gave up on trying to catch Deamon and returned back to the War House. Deamon on the otherhand had made it across the mud and was now in the Othella region after a few hours of travel... The backdrop of the mountain could be seen in the distance but it was still a ways off.) (After an extensive amount of travel, Deamon took a moment to catch his breath. The Othella region was cooler than any other in Yura, which helped Deamon breathe a bit better as he started to walk again.) Deamon: Clean mountain air... Nothing quite like it. *Laughs* (After a few more hours of travel, Deamon reached the base of Mt. Othella. The frosty air of the mountain could be felt from the blistering wind gusts but Deamon didn't let that deter him and he continued forward.) Deamon: If what those guards were saying is true than Mt. Othella hasn't seen much change since I last went. *Cough* (Deamon looked up at the tall, snowy mountain.) Deamon: *Cough* But climbing ain't gonna be...*Cough* so easy. Damn... What is wrong with me... My fucking lungs... They feel like *Cough* they could go at any minute... (Deamon began to walk up the mountain trail when he saw noticed some military troops guarding the area. They were extremely hard to see but Deamon didn't worry about them too much since he had the same armor suit they were wearing. Upon seeing him, three soldiers approached him.) Othella Trooper 56: You were assigned to this area? Deamon: Yeah... *Cough* Yeah, I was. Why? *Cough* Othella Trooper 56: So you have your paperwork ready? Deamon: Paperwork? *Cough* Othella Trooper 30: Are you going to be ok? Deamon: *Cough* Yeah.... What paperwork? Othella Trooper 190: You didn't recieve the paperwork that soldiers assigned here are to receive? Deamon: ...No. Othella Trooper 56: You got your uniform from the War House, correct? Deamon: ... Didn't everyone *Cough* get their's over there? (The trooper got somewhat annoyed.) Othella Trooper 56: ...*Sigh* Give me your weapon. Deamon: For what? Othella Trooper 56: *Annoyed* Inspection, soldier. That's what. Now hand it over. (Deamon handed the trooper the rifle. He opened the latch where Gun Metal goes and noticed that the gun metal in the rifle was dried up.) Othella Trooper 56: A bit triggerhappy, we've been? (Deamon looked around the area but he couldn't see much in the blizzard conditions.) Othella Trooper 190: Answer an authority figure when he speaks to you! Immediately! (Hearing this, Deamon grabbed the rifle in Trooper 56's hand and flipped it into the trooper's face effectively knocking him out then Deamon knocked Trooper 190 out by jamming the end of the rifle through his armor suit and then elbowed the trooper on his left (Trooper 30) to knock all three of the soldiers out. Deamon searched each body for gun metal. He found that the troopers each had some gun metal, warming fluid and healing salves which Deamon took from all three.) Deamon: *Cough* I just wanted to get through the mountain... BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! (Three huge explosions blew through the area and knocked Deamon off of his feet and even caused Deamon to lose his hearing for a few moments. Other troopers had apparently seen Deamon and began firing heavy artillery rifles as well as throwing huge explosives at Deamon, who after regaining his hearing moved through the area against his unseen enemies.) Deamon: *Breathing heavily* How can...they...see me...? (Deamon ran through the area and began firing his rifle in every direction, he couldn't see the enemy but the enemy seemed to be able to see him, it was insane. More explosives were being tossed in his direction and each one knocked Deamon flat on his back but even through this he kept on strafing through the blizzard conditions, hoping to hit some off his attackers with bullets and move up the mountain at the same time....) Deamon: *Breathing heavily* Who the hell....*Cough* *Cough* are these guys...? Fucking...phantoms....or something? *Cough* *Cough* (Deamon began to feel lightheaded and his chest began to feel tighter than usual, it was getting tighter and tighter with each second. He began to choke and started coughing uncontrollably. Deamon struggled and began gasping for air as he fell to his knees and started beating his chest to try and stop the chest tightening but it wouldn't stop, he made one last gasp for air before passing out in the snow.....) |
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| Bx | Aug 6 2008, 11:54:34 PM Post #20 |
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(After passing out in the snow, Deamon woke up in a dimly lit room sitting in a chair.) Deamon: *Groggily* ...Wha...? Where..? (Laughter was heard. Deamon opened his eyes wider and saw...) Hector: Hello, Foxx. Had a nice nap? (Hector was sitting in a chair directly in front of Deamon with a huge smile on his face. A funny stenched filled the air in the room.) Hector: Surprised to see me? *Laughs* Deamon: *Cough* Hector.... How...? Hector: Well, a certain figure passing out in the snow can make miracles happen... But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you? *Laughs* Deamon: Where am I? Hector: Where you want to be is a far more important matter to discuss, don't you think? Deamon: Hector... *Cough* Stop playing games with me.... Hector: Stop playing games with youself, Foxx. You think you're some kind of super soldier? *Laughs* Foolishly trying to scale an impassible mountain all on your own with limited weapons in whiteout conditions... Heh, and you think I'm insane. (Hector stood up and started walking around. Deamon realized that his arms and legs were free to move as well, so he began to stand up when....) Hector: You stand up Foxx and you'll blow yourself straight to Hell. (Deamon quickly sat down.) Deamon: What!? Hector: Four land mines have been strategically placed on each side of your chair as well as in front of your feet and behind the chair. Two of the land mines are inactive and two of them will explode on impact. Which two are active and which two aren't is up for you to decide. Will you take a chance to find out? *Laughs* Deamon: ...You crazy son of a.... Hector: Wouldn't it be quite ironic if the land mine directly in front of you were one of the inactive ones and you didn't realize it? It would be hilarious, don't you think? I mean, you have me right here all alone for a one on one showdown and you have the chance but you don't take it? *Laughs* Deamon: Argh.... Do you get off on torturing *Cough* me?... *Cough* Hector: *Laughs* I get on watching you torture yourself in battle. The one with Eiko was humorous to say the least. Deamon: You've been...watching me? *Cough* Hector: You've humored me a few times, that's all I'll say. But killing Remy again.... My, you're as cold as ever. I thought you had softened up in your isolation but I was wrong, you're still the merciless Deamon Foxx that I remember if only wrapped in a smaller package. Deamon: *Sigh* The October Moon... Where is it?... *Cough* Hector: In a lab. Deamon: You know what I mean? Where?! *Cough* Hector: In a room in the lab.... Deamon: Hector! *Cough* Stop playing with me! *Cough* (Deamon started to get up but thought better of it.) Hector: *Laughs* Then stop asking stupid questions. (Hector continued to pace back and forth around Foxx, toying with him, knowing that Foxx wouldn't take the chance to move and possibly explode.) Hector: Well then, Foxx. I've had enough fun with you for...now. I suppose it's time to make this whole situation a bit clearer.... (Hector sat down, grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses, poured himself one and then poured Deamon a glass and handed it to him as he began to speak.....) Edited by Bx, Aug 7 2008, 10:35:38 PM.
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