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"Now we're talking!" Roko exclaimed as he reappeared above them. Casting a spell, a pentagram symbol appeared in the air.
"Disperse!" He shouted, commanding Huntress' illusions to disappear. The pentagram symbol disappeared and then manifested itself under all the illusions.
"Disperse!" He shouted, commanding Huntress' illusions to disappear. The pentagram symbol disappeared and then manifested itself under all the illusions.
The huntresses flickered for a moment, disappearing before reappearing outside of the pentagrams. The continued to run and when they got close enough they leapt up and into the air to try and strike Roko. The reason they didn't completely Leave was because they might be illusions but that doesn't mean they're not real, this is the power of Huntresses ultimate ability-'time referral'
"Ahhh ... the classic there is no beating this move. Well, if you want to play that way, I'll just wait until you've used all of your magical energy and then kill you," he said smiling wide and creepily while dodging her attack.
Understatement of this move shall lead to death, 'time referral uses energy across the entire timeline and essentially never runs out. The huntresses continued their assault as the speed increased once more.
((Are you serious? You're using an unbeatable ability. Nice going on avoiding power play. I mean, I'm making my character really powerful, but that's because I've come to terms that he's going to die eventually, but not by Huntress's hand.))
Dodging once again he landed atop the roof the school nearby. "Wow, now that I think about it, you're really weak. In a matter of mere minutes, I caused you to use your ultimate ability," he said, laughing hysterically.
Appearing on the other side of the area in a microsecond, he spoke again. "And even then, your ultimate ability isn't even that powerful."
Dodging once again he landed atop the roof the school nearby. "Wow, now that I think about it, you're really weak. In a matter of mere minutes, I caused you to use your ultimate ability," he said, laughing hysterically.
Appearing on the other side of the area in a microsecond, he spoke again. "And even then, your ultimate ability isn't even that powerful."
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((I agree. At first, I was going to say I would win, but instead, I'll let you decide Cryaotic. But, take into account that I know my character has to die eventually, because he is a villain. Villains die. Heroes win. But the heroes don't win until the conclusion of the plot. So ... it's up to you.))
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Suddenly all the huntresses froze and flickered before resulting back into a single huntress."You know what, it's not my place to kill you." She said as she turned and began to walk away, "see you around some time."
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((Well ... I don't even know what to say to that.))
Roko was shocked. Just a minute ago, she had been hellbent on killing him.
"Whatever." He pulled out his sandwich, ate the rest of it, then leaped away.
Roko was shocked. Just a minute ago, she had been hellbent on killing him.
"Whatever." He pulled out his sandwich, ate the rest of it, then leaped away.
Roko bounded into the school's back way. Somehow, he just liked this place. He stood at the top of the repaired cross at the fountain and then pulled out a sandwich and began to eat.
Kurloz sat in a tree not too far away, his legs swinging off of the branch. His wandering has found him here, purple eyes watching the other eat. Possibly a soul to feed on, by the looks of it.
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A girl with long wavy black hair, pale skin and dark sunglasses on sits against a building quietly in a white tank top and black shorts. The girl, Ako, was usually always seen alone and with sunglasses on, even inside but no one knew why exactly. As she sits there, she quietly reads a black book with no cover.
A boy with a feminine look to himself sat under a tree, drinking oroperly from a tea cup. The boy had black hair, royal blue eyes and had an eyepatch covering his right eye, wearing light grey jeans, a stylish hat, white buttoned up shirt and black sleeveless vest. Of course he was one of the Reaper Kings, but he looked rather weak. His scent, however, was well hidden.
Roko looked around and spotted a boy under a tree. He looked so peaceful.
“Hello, little boy!” Roko shouted, smiling.
“Hello, little boy!” Roko shouted, smiling.
Kurloz drew his legs up, aware of the boy under the tree, but didn't wish to be seen just yet. He crouched on the branch, watching and waiting, brows furrowed.
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Roko sighed. What a jerk. By the looks of it, he was a Phantomhive. Wait, then that could only mean.
Roko leaped off the cross to land in front of the boy.
“Boy, would you happen to be Ciel Phantomhive?”
Roko leaped off the cross to land in front of the boy.
“Boy, would you happen to be Ciel Phantomhive?”
He tilted his head, and silent as a shadow climbed around to the back of the tree, dropping down and walking over to the girl. [Fine afternoon for reading, don't you agree?] His voice, deep and smooth like silk, echoed in her head and only hers. After all, his lips were sewn shut.
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Ako blinks and glances up, whispering with a soft, gentle voice,"Good evening.. It is indeed.. Do you read often..?" As she asked, she softly tucks her black hair behind her ear to see him better.
“Well …” he looked away but then looked back eerily when he said, “then I'd have to kill you.”
Kurloz studied her, a small smile on his face. He was tall, easily over six feet, ghoulishly skinny, his blair hair a mess, skin with a naturally grey pallor and his face painted with white in a way that made him look more skeletal than he already was. His lips were stitched shut, thread black as ink against the white paint and grey of his skin. He wore all black, down to leather gloves over his hands. He crouched, dark purple eyes studying her, making eye contact and holding it for the longest time before responding once more. [Yes, quite often, in fact. Forgive me for not introducing myself.] He held out a hand. [Kurloz Makara at your service.]
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Ako blinks before smiling and slowly shakes his hand,"People call me Ako.. I dont give off my full name though.. It is quite fearful to some.." She said quietly, a hint of sadness in her voice. Those who knew her full name died by testing her strength. Same strength her mother once had. When he glanced in her eyes she tilted her head away, not used to eye contact,"What do you like reading?"
His head turned in the direction of the boy for a second, but he quickly turned his attention back to her. Only a bit of eye contact was all he needed. [Ako is a fine name. Even if it's just to replace the memory of a different one.] He soothed, his voice growing soft in her mind. However as he responded to her question, she could feel a chill at the base of her skull, growing, creeping down her spine in the most unpleasant of ways. [I enjoy most any forms of literature, really. Though I find myself coming back to autobiographies of some of the great people of our time.]
Roko chuckled and grinned creepily, sharp teeth showing in his mouth.
“I'll be the one to decide that.”
“I'll be the one to decide that.”
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Ciel sighs and says blankly,"You want to fight, fight my butler.. He'll be your test dummy, not me.. Foolish child, do you think i'd be that easy to fight?"
Ako shivers, giving him an uncertain glance,"I see.. What are you reading right now..?"
Roko picked up Ciel and shoved him against the tree.
“If I want to fight, I'll fight you.”
“If I want to fight, I'll fight you.”
[Your thoughts. Dear Ako, why do you sit alone? Where are your friends?] He tilted his head, ignoring the altercation going on. He could use someone like her on this side, someone smart, strong, unexpected.
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Sebastian arrived almost on cue, picking Roko up by the scruff and throwing him back, "You know, it is quite rude to pick young boys up like that. One might think your intentions are perverse" he said in his proper english accent.
“I'll tear your flesh from your bones, too, butler.”
Roko didn't even bother to look at him.
Roko didn't even bother to look at him.
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Ciel blinks, dusting himself off,"I would of warned you not to touch me boy, but I knew Sebastian was close, so I didnt need to." He then glares up at Sebastian,"What took so long?"
Ako blinks, looking down and whispers calmly,"I dont have any. They are all dead."
((So order now will be Josh, Psii, me then Cry?))
(( -LEGASP- :D Kurloz is my fave, though Psii is who I normall roleplay, he wouldn't make a good character in this sort of group ^.^))
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Roko's hand became a claw which he used to cut Sebastian's face with.
“I have unfinished business, so shut the hell up.”
“I have unfinished business, so shut the hell up.”
He reached out, carefully pressing a hand to her cheek, cupping her head. Even though the motion was usually meant to express intimacy, it didn't feel like that. It almost felt like a caring embrace. Like he wished to comfort her. [You don't have to be alone anymore, Ako. Join me.] Even through the leather gloves, his touch was cold, like he'd stuck it in ice water before coming over to greet her. The cold had stopped spreading, present down her spine, along her ribs, her fingers and toes, her temples, guiding her, urging her to take him up on his offer. 'Never Alone,' it whispered to her.
'Join Us, Ako'
((sorry that got kinda creepy rlly fast xP))
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Ciel ignores Roko's scratch on Sebastian as if knowing it wouldnt kill him. He then glares down at his broken tea cup on the ground before glaring at Roko, saying blankly,"You broke my favorite tea cup.."
Ako blinks,"j-join you.. Join you to do what..?" As she asks she feels herself relax at his touch.
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<< I find it funny, because Sebastian is basically Slenderman, as well as a reaper king, and he kind of just... stand up dapper english gentleman. >>
As light registered Roko's lightning fast movements, his body manifested itself just out of range of the punch.
“Oh, I'm sorry. Are you going to attack me now because I broke your cup?” He said sarcastically.
“Oh, I'm sorry. Are you going to attack me now because I broke your cup?” He said sarcastically.
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((First of all, it is my turn. Check the order. Second of all, I didn't use time against him. I used speed. Third of all. I don't care if you're a mod. That's way too OP to be even fair.))
((Lucy did you get my message?))Kurloz smiled slightly, thumb brushing over her cheek. [I wish to change things. No longer will the silent ones, the shy ones, the weak ones, all of us outcasts, no longer should we be thrown away because we do not shine the brightest. We may not stand out, but it is those that beings choose to overlook and underestimate that are the most deadly. Take Lord Phantomhive for instance.] He nodded towards Ciel. [He's small, he's young, and he looks weak, but he could snap one of us in half as easy as he drinks his morning tea. It is people like him that I wish to join my family. My church.]
((The church of the motherfucking messiahs xP))
((So is moving faster than the speed of light, Josh.))
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Suddenly all the huntress, while changing the chant the spoke, charged at Roko with swords in hand. They all began to attack him and the longer they attacked the faster they got.