Enter the demons. (open)

Posts : 91 Synch Points : 550 Join date : 2013-01-27

It was a rather busy day here in Diana. Streets were crowded with absurd amounts of people all gathered about for a spectacle, or a parade, to be more precise. Floats and vehicles and marching men were all walking through the city with triumphant abandon. Indeed it was a day to celebrate, as this was the day the people of this dimension drove off the abyssal creatures now known as the "Abysmal" were defeated and banished from the dimension over a hundred years before. Even to this day some of the scars of the fighting linger in more neglected parts of town, and have become staunch reminders of the catastrophe wrought by the abysmal in their campaign of despair and death. This parade is a reminder to the city, and a sort of "National holiday", that the governing body of Diana is always watching and ready to defend their claim in the universe. Now of course, politics are the prime concern of this parade, using it more as an election buffer and poll than an actual display of force, but alas, such things don't age well no matter the world you are in.
Fighting her way through the crowds, Iscia was venturing out here today for a rather important errand set unto her by a client of hers. Supposedly there was to be an assassination attempt that was to occur on Mr. Falley's life, who was a current running politician for the Governor of Diana. Iscia was paid by a rather shifty individual to make certain that the deed succeeded, should their own plan go awry. In fact, there was something gratifying about being paid to do something she was going to do anyways, which in a rather twisted way, made this deal all the sweeter. Earlier on, Iscia had decided to run for government here, but given that the social state here tended to be more... unsafe... than on her homeworld, Iscia allowed for a puppet to rise in her stead, which also worked to free her hands, and gave her a mask to hide behind, in the form of his "High advisor". A tidy exchange, to be sure. The irony was, that even though she was working to use another campaigner, Dr. Geran, as a puppet, one of his largest supporters was the one to offer his reward for assisting in their attempt to assist her puppet, without even knowing it was her doing all along.
Smiling at the thought of it all, Iscia continued to quietly follow the parade, allowing it to go faster than her, so that the target could catch up. Mr. Falley was the only real contender that stood a chance in popularity, making the choice of target all the more obvious, apparently to more than just Iscia herself no less. The plan was set, and the gears turning.

------------

Some time passed, and the parade reached checkpoint #3, where there was only a moment until the plan was purportedly to begin. Waiting at the location she was instructed to, Iscia stood by and observed the remainder of the parade, as several floats passed by with various people in suit or costume, passing out candies to the small children, waving merrily at onlookers, playing obnoxious music... The sight of it all, in spite of it's quaintness, carried with it a feeling only explainable as a duty, a duty to protect and serve these same people in the best way she knew how, by guiding them. She took her right hand and gently brushed her hair aside, the wind blowing it into her face constantly was getting to be obnoxious, but also somehow gratifying. She continued to idle for some more time before finally coming to a point where she was almost to the point of losing the reason for being here. It took a moment, but she shook her head and came to, looking out to see the target was here, in the road ahead.
A few seconds passed, she stared into the man's firey eyes, glowing with that desire to win this election. His smile belying his true desire and nature, and his wave carrying just as much deceit. This man was popular, but having done the research, Iscia knew him to be just as corrupt as she herself was now becoming. The difference being she knew she was, and was willing to do so to serve herself, and these people, for the better. Another moment, still naught. Iscia grew cautious, if it was to happen, it would need to be now.... a few more moments, and the float passed, still nothing. Casting her eyes about, she began to genuinely worry about this. Something about this smelled, and it wasn't the usual smell of a city like this. But, that was when it happened. A gunshot, a man falling from the parade skiff, people began to panic, running about in frantic directions, seeking cover from a mystery assailant. Iscia too found herself looking around to find a culprit, but before she could spot anything, another shot was taken. Nay, two... no... three?! Each shot coming and going from one random place to another. Out of raw instinct, Isica ducked into the crowd, literally. It would seem this was just in time too, as a man next to her was now on his knees, blood jutting from his chest near his stomach. His suit now stained, he collapsed onto the ground. A small girl screamed and ran to him, and mass panic ensued. It was suddenly a gang war. Shots were going from window to window, people still rushing against each other to vacate the scene. It was madness....

------------

A few minutes passed, and most people were either dead, long gone, or engaged in battle. Iscia was herself pinned behind a mailbox perched by a now rather bullet ridden car with one of the city police officers protecting her. Remaining police were too scattered around the street, either dead, dying, or in hiding with the one gun and limited ammo the parade allotted them. This was absurd, gang wars never got this bad where she came from. But that was far from the worst thing to come. As if by some sort of bizarre fate, a portal opened up on the far end of the street of an incredible magnitude. The blackness very quickly began spouting out creatures that moved in erratic patterns, with many of them even walking the walls of buildings as though they were floors. The gangs, who just took notice, began to split their fire between each other, and the creatures now advancing down the street. There seemed to be two distinct types, one which could apparently traverse walls, and were the most numerous of them all ((Picture here Yes I borrowed these pictures from video games.)), and another set of armored looking humanoids ((Picture here)), who were very limited in number, a simple 3 could be seen from here, and were apparently functioning as commanders. A few of the creatures fell limp as they approached, riddled with gunshots, and leaking blue-violet blood, but with the gangs fighting each other too, the number they felled were too few, and in moments would be upon them. The creatures were beginning to wreak havoc on the city as they passed too, tearing up buildings, entering into windows, breaking anything that could be easily broken... There had to be at least a hundred of them by now, with more on the way. Being pinned, Iscia knew it was a matter of time before she had them on her, which likely wouldn't go well...

Posts : 241 Synch Points : 1330 Join date : 2013-01-12

(-80 Source; Command Framework + Mr. Mimic, 20 source remaining)

Just out of Iscia and the officer's eyesight, the framework formed with an angry face, Gauntlets, and a strange sword. Jake stepped forward and glared at the girl, being sure to draw the attention of her as he approached. "Iscia, what the fuck are you doing?" He was positively fuming. His source had told him what was happening today only hours ago. He knew that something was amiss, but now? He was going to have a talk with her. A long talk. A violent talk. He took a spot behind the police car, kneeling down with the sword on his back rubbing up against the door and scratching the already bullet riddled paint. "You know what? Fuck it, just tell me where to fuck those things," he waved his hand unenthusiastically, "came from so I can devise a way to send them back." He peered over the car, taking note of all the creatures. "Damn it," he was muttering to himself as he thought of a way to take care of this. I was sixty years too late to know what happened last time... He rattled his brain a bit more.

He looked over to Iscia and the police officer. He shot an angry look to her, and then to the policeman asked, "Where is everybody else in your squad?"

"Dead," the man said before adding, "I think." Jake placed his hand to his noise and pinched it with his fingers.

"Dumbass, grab that radio in the car and call in. See if you can't contact someone--survivors, your squad mates, the police dispatch-- hell the PMCs in MadCross are armed to the teeth; get them up here!"

"That'll take hours!"

"Fine; then stand up and start shooting jack ass!" The officer shook his head, preferring instead to grab the radio and make his call. Jake kept his head down, peering over the car occasionally to check on the things. They were drawing close quickly, but there was still some time. He'll be here soon, Jake thought. Maybe. Je looked over to Iscia and sighed. "I really need to meet more reliable people," he commented offhandedly.

Posts : 178 Synch Points : 1650 Join date : 2013-01-12

Entering the city of Diana it seemed that everything had turned into shit. Parade floats were collapsing, gangbangers were attacking and a portal signified that an invasion was happening. He had been warned of this prior by Jake Griffon; his temporary employer. Or perhaps he was the temporary employee? He was unsure when their ideologies would come to a collision and they could no longer support each other. This was inevitable as he knew too much but he wondered if the use of the consul would end before Griffon was able to run out of uses for the serpent.

Disregarding these thoughts as they were not important for the moment he overlooked the city and took notice of all the activity that went on below.Gang violence, extraterrestrial threats and deflated balloons littered the area. Not to mention the horrified civilians who were running, hiding, dead or just about. Not being able to dilly dally and locate the man he would have to confront some of the foreign entities before they would strike first seeing as some of them scaled the building towards him. There were a few scores of enemies running towards him and this didn’t particularly bother him. They somewhat reminded of him of heartless so there was a nostalgia coursing through his essence but it wasn’t a distracting kind. No, it was the kind of excitement he had when he first discovered the heartless and had died in his first meeting with his first friend after the gang disbanded.

Venaster was someone he had longed to reconnect with but he felt it was better to leave him in the past seeing as how different he would be now. Even hanging with Tementeye would seem a bit off but he would still enjoy it due to them sharing similar humor or at least enjoying the hijinks that they both brought along when they shared company.

The adrenaline pumping in the same way that it used to when he fought heartless, Tementeye, Kotor and etc. during his youth was revitalizing and caused him to enjoy this scenario much more. He slid his claws on that dangled from either side of him and let the blades on his back rest where they were at. Jumping down atop from atop of the building he needed not to walk on the surface of the building for he was still able to fly and even though this was above his limit he could still control himself as he went down. Attacking many of the creatures and single shotting them it was somewhat easy considering the rate he was falling and how he made sure that if they didn’t die with the initial impact of whatever appendage would hit them then that they would be tossed off into the middle of the street where the floats seemed to have completely deflated. Whether there were others that were still up at this point he did not know but he made sure to aim where they could not save themselves.

Looking away from the swarm he saw that there were a couple that were similar in their own right but of a completely different class. Perhaps these had a leveling system similar to heartless? He was unsure but it would definitely make sense.

Regardless he would have to fight his way through this horde before continuing and he would have to make sure that he didn’t die on the way down. The reptile would eventually have to pull up in order to recover but that might slingshot him up to the other building due to the momentum.

Posts : 91 Synch Points : 550 Join date : 2013-01-27

It was only a moment later that her employer approached from the shadows, how did that man do that? He was always very.... shady. Regardless, this could be a fruitful event now, given that he could fight. But, he was upset, for reasons that she pretended to not know about. Before she could reply to his first question he spoke again, asking a more important question for the moment.
How am I supposed to know? I came here to deal in politics, not inter-dimensional invasion tactics.
It was then she formed an idea, although how to go about it was another matter entirely.
Hey, they can jump, but I've yet to see them surpass 8 meters without a wall. You have a helicopter at your disposal right?
Perhaps they could be taken down, flying high enough might've been just what they needed, although it may take ages.
I don't know how to seal that portal, but we can fight them fish-in-a-barrel style from up high, no?

Posts : 241 Synch Points : 1330 Join date : 2013-01-12

"The Helicopter? Its down," he replied. "The tail engine failed a few days ago. It crashed." He stared out at the encroaching horde. "We can fight them fish in a barrel here if we get creative," Jake stated. He looked over, noticing that an alley way nearby was clear. It had over hang too-- it was essentially a tunnel. He grinned. "See that?" He pointed. "We'll pull them into that. Kill them as they come in, and with out police friend here it should be fairly easy to do so." He looked over to the officer, who was still trying to get the radio to work. "You: what's your name?"

"Tony," the man said in what seemed to be a daze. He pulled himself from inside the car and brought his eyes to Jake's face.

How unimaginative, Jake thought. "Tony, we're going to move into that Alley and try to funnel some of them into it. We'll need you and your gun." The officer nodded. He was willing to fight for his survival at least, which seemed to be a rare trait among the general populace. "Alright. Iscia, any objections?" Not that he cared; he was humoring her. There was going to be a long talk after this was over.

Posts : 178 Synch Points : 1650 Join date : 2013-01-12

Pulling himself up he would have planned it so that his descent and arrival in the street would push other creatures away due to a combination of his speed and the his attacks on them. He focused on an individual and would push it in a way that would give him room to work and as they attempted to pounce on him as the arc became more severe he looked back at the hordes and they would be following him in the air. "They can fly?" He thought but only for a moment. Soon gravity would take its toll on them and they would slow down and eventually get left behind. As he landed on the other roof he was glad that he had enough momentum to accomplish this but he wouldn't want to risk anything like that again. He was unsure what path of action to take at this moment and decided to dive right back in the same way only this time when they jumped he would be ready to counter attack opposed to flee and observe like he did during his first attempt. He had noticed a small pattern within that attack at least. If that was the best he could find with in this short period of time then it would have to suffice.

Posts : 91 Synch Points : 550 Join date : 2013-01-27

Lovely... Well, I don't have a much better idea then. Lead on.
The frantic fight between city police, gangs, and this invasion were growing rapidly closer, with the invasion bearing the upper hand. The unsightly creatures drew close enough that Iscia feigned smelling them. Their imaginary stench was awful. Shaking her head, she waited for her employer to signal their movement, this was going to be entertaining, if naught else came of it...

Posts : 241 Synch Points : 1330 Join date : 2013-01-12

Jake moved to place a hand on her shoulder. "Good then. We'll move right about..." He perked his head up over the cars. "Now!" He rushed forward past the officer, motioning for them to follow. "Come on, after me!" He rushed into the alley, and he heard Tony following behind. "Iscia, magic: what can you do?" They were coming; he could hear their movements.

Posts : 178 Synch Points : 1650 Join date : 2013-01-12

As he dove back down and arced back up to the other building the warrior would turn around instead of continuing his track and use his momentum to swing the creature in front into the rest of them making it so he would bounce of a few and then those few in turn would hit others and etc etc. This let him go through a tunnel of them that he would able to slice with his claws as he flew back down with the increased momentum he had without going dangerously so as he was previously. As he landed about twenty or so carcasses of these creatures dropped in a circle around him as they landed. It wasn't a good circle but it was roundish...yeah.

Posts : 33 Synch Points : 230 Join date : 2013-01-25

"No way......" He looked out from the building pedestal he was viewing everything upon. The people were trying to find a way out while creatures and fools with nothing else to do were attempting to strike them down while taking out each other. Was this just a game.............these sick fucks............then again who was he to speak in such a way when he was no better once. Staring at the new weapons that he forged back in the hell hole of the past. He watched while the blades extended and he sighed no matter what, unless the situation called for it, the two blades on his back should not be used at least not yet. Time to go work, first of the matter was opening a hole in the fight for the innocent to get out of this little hell. Jumping down from where he was tugged the cords both the hidden blades came shooting out. Quickly as he drew closer towards the ground he twisted his body landing on top of one gang members twisting the blade into the neck and the other one into the back of the head. Quickly killing the first he brought the body up to block the incoming bullets charging forward with the body. Holding the body up with his regular arm, his demonic arm open still had the blade out ready to attack those as he got closer. For now he had to work with the bastards of these gangs then he would go forward and start to work on the creatures, he didn't have his old body, but he'd be damned if that would stop him.

Posts : 91 Synch Points : 550 Join date : 2013-01-27

It looked a tad more desperate than she'd hoped at first, now that they were actually in the alleyway. Turning around she could hear them approaching, shadows cast of their silhouettes against the wall on one side. Darting her eyes about, she tried to look for alternative escapes, should they need them. However, she saw none that would be attainable without flying, or at least jumping like a flea... Before she could further assess the situation she was asked a question, her magic?
I'm still getting used to this world, so it's not as good as it was before, but I have an idea. Can you cover me?
This last question was directed towards both of them, but only her employer's response mattered. It seemed it would soon be time to sleep, in a manner of speaking...

Posts : 241 Synch Points : 1330 Join date : 2013-01-12

"I can," he responded. "What ever you're going to do, do it fast." He saw them moving ever closer to the door-- not shadows anymore, legs. He raised his sword. "Or else, you two will have a rough time of it." A one that had forced its way ahead hopped directly in front of him, and he shoved his sword into its body, pinning it to the ground. "I think they're weak to swords," he jested.

Posts : 178 Synch Points : 1650 Join date : 2013-01-12

Unlike in movies these creatures did not strike individually. However, they did not all bum rush him because otherwise they would've been in each others way. So as they came he made a series of portals, his only savior, that would allow him to fight this creatures at full force. Having to open them rhythmically he remembered training with BL[-]KS with coordination in Space Paranoids and he was lucky that the training paid off. Although he wasn't as quick his form was still there and technique was better because he didn't seem to have to worry about time frames if he kept up the portal business in the fight. Only time would tell and blah blah blah waiting for this to continue and yes.

Posts : 33 Synch Points : 230 Join date : 2013-01-25

The blood spurted out of the neck another quickly moving in between them getting close, he had not seen a shotgun, he was lucky that no one did have and so far the only one that did was the first one who he had landed on top of when he initially jumped into the fray. Their was a problem though so far he could count the number of people that he had saved on simply one hand. However the number of deaths he couldn't count using all his fingers and toes, as one of the blade slashed into the neck another and he was bringing the other one to crush into the brain Onyx had to take a quick look back. The people were beginning the only problem was besides all this chaos they still felt it necessary to attempt to gun down these people he had to work quicker, quickly retracting both blades he began to run forward towards more of them constantly moving behind buildings, jumping over objects trying to get hit at least with the minimum amount of bullets, his attempt's had to have success if he wanted to save these people from this fate of an early death.

Posts : 91 Synch Points : 550 Join date : 2013-01-27

Right.
She said this, taking on a more serious tone for a change. Pausing and clasping her hands together, she focused for a second before slowly crumbling to her knees, then falling sideways. Now rent unconcious, there was not much she would do except lie there and occasionally mutter something in her "Sleep".
A moment later, a blue ghost image appeared within and overlapping her employer. The translucent silhouette resembled Iscia, and she was holding an equally ethereal sword, looking very much like the one in her host's hand.

-30 Infusion alpha.
20 Remaining

Posts : 241 Synch Points : 1330 Join date : 2013-01-12

Jake was mildly disturbed at this sudden... overlay? What ever it was called, it left only two bodies to defend instead of three. "Your funeral, kid." The second and third ones rushed in, and he deftly put his sword through them, bringing them to their death as they poured through the tunnel. Oddly enough, he felt sort of... empowered. A fourth lept at him and he brought his sword to rest at its stomach, cutting it nearly and neatly in twain. "I don't know what you did Iscia, but its mildly helpful."

» A second chance. (Open)
» Open For Business
» Bound Free (Open)
» Hidden in the Light (open)
» Back to square one. (Open; Etzolix)