Simon Fray
Determined Individual
There's a beauty found only in the most feral of creatures
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Post by Simon Fray on Mar 10, 2008 13:09:44 GMT -5
Above the decaying city, two airships block the rainfall, blanketing the sky with flashes of light and raining down only fire and bodies as they engage one another.
Simon and the female, dressed in rags, trudge through the mud and rubble. Avoiding the falling debris, wary of the possibility of being struck from above, they look up constantly. A large explosion on the Variola spooks them into finding cover under a collapsed floor of a two story building.
The girl with Simon looks scared and confused, he tries to comfort her.
"You're safe now." He says, lying. "They can't get you anymore, we'll be safe down here. You're free." He turns and quickly looks outside and up at the sky then turns back. "Stay here for awhile, I'll go on ahead. If I'm not back soon, just go. Lindblum is to the east, find the boarder and you're there."
She nervously agrees.
"Ok, stay undercover until the fighting overhead stops."
Simon bolts out of ruins, speeding away on all fours. He jumps from one surface to the next, looking for a sign of the ones he betrayed. "Keep it together..." Brewing inside him is the peculiar pain caused by the strange liquid Yersinia injected him with. He knows the risk of trying to seek the others out but, they are possible the only ones that can help him now.
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Post by Vincent on Mar 17, 2008 0:31:40 GMT -5
Rafee stumbles through the portal and down a shallow embankment of ruble, rolling to a stop beside the skeleton of a long dead Burmecian soldier. Spooked he scoots back, grabbing for his spear that rolled beside him. Quickly he crawls up the embankment and back to the portal where Miguel, Vincent and Nahla have just arrived.
"You alright, Rafee. Looks as if you've seen a ghost." Asks Nahla, puzzled by his anxious demeanor.
Rafe shakes it off. "No fine, let's just get out of here fast. This whole place looks like one big bad idea."
Off in the distance, over the wasteland of mud, ruble and decay there stands the Sanctuary just off the coast. A great gash cut through its midriff, with floating pieces of stone and debris circling in the wound. Above them, two airships engage in battle, both heavily damaged. The Variola appears as if it doesn't have much longer to live while the other airship doesn't appear much better off.
Vincent mutters a *huh* as he observes the scene before him. "Well, maybe you're right about this being a bad idea."
Rafee, rubbing his back from the fall. "Thanks for sayin', sir.""
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Post by Galeon Chaos on Mar 17, 2008 18:50:39 GMT -5
Galeon appeared through the portal hearing what Vincent had said.
" As bad as it looks Vincent we have to do this..."
He looked over to the Sanctuary and smirked.
He thought to himself, ' I know you have something planned Loci...'
He looked back to the group and smirked.
" We should be prepared for anything...We should really come up with a game plan..."
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Post by Dante Shadesang on Mar 20, 2008 2:41:58 GMT -5
(OOC - Finals are now over; I am finally free.)
Dante appeared out of the portal and readies his blade, Unforgiven. He takes observance of the the long abandoned city. It seems that it recently just rained but it stopped due to the two airships covering the sky. He walks towards the group.
"Well... we are here. A bit too late to go back now, don't you think?"
The slight deep voice occurs but not severe; Dante coughs but slight worser and maintains posture. He looks up ahead to see the Sanctuary ruined and crumbled. He overhears Chaos.
"Yes, I agree. Seeing that they are in great panic, we should take it into advantage or such..."
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Post by Galeon Chaos on Mar 20, 2008 10:07:55 GMT -5
Galeon looked over to Dante hearing the slight deep voice after Dante's own. This reminded him a lot of how Jenova took over. He walked over to Dante and looked around.
He then whispered to Dante, " Are you alright?"
He backed away form him a bit knowing he would get his answer soon enough. He peered over the decaying landscape looking for Simon or any signs of the Order.
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Post by Vincent on Mar 20, 2008 16:47:53 GMT -5
"Then we better hurry. I don't want to be here when-" Points skyward. "Those coming crashing down. We'll make for the shoreline."
Vincent checks his pistol.
"Watch for fiends and -" *Thwap* A dead Plague Coat crashes to the ground beside the group. "And falling people..."
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Post by Galeon Chaos on Mar 20, 2008 16:56:12 GMT -5
Galeon laughed as the Plague-Coat fell down with a thwap.
" Yes that battle is starting to get worse and worse..."
Galen placed his hands on his own bladed hand guns attached to his sword sheaths. He began heading for the shoreline.
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Post by Dante Shadesang on Mar 21, 2008 1:40:42 GMT -5
"Yes, I am fine.. thank you for the concern... though no one has ever asked for a while..."
I hope I can finally.... open up... in time...
He coughs again and later overhears Vincent. He simply nods and follows along the group to the shoreline.
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Post by Vincent on Mar 22, 2008 16:25:28 GMT -5
((Everyone that wants to come along, assume you're here, whenever you get back on.))
As the party walks through the twisty and decayed city, they soon come upon a place encompassed by crumbling by high walls, with an arch overhead connecting the two edifices. Above them in the sky, the two airships still linger like birds trying to fly into heavy winds, unmoving and almost dead.
Miguel makes note. "Capt' not that I'm worried or nothing." He says, eyes occasionally glancing skyward. "But how much further to the shore you reckon?"
Vincent shrugs. "Just through here and down a few more blocks I suppose, what, the fact the sky is falling got you worried?"
Miguel shakes his head no. "What gave you that idea?"
"Oh nothing."
"Shh!" Interupts Nahla, she motions for the others behind her to kneel down. "We're being watched. She makes a slow and cautious gesture to a spot near the archway above them and trains her rifle in that spot. "Stay very still." She lines up her eye down the rail of her gun and breathes slowly.
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Simon Fray
Determined Individual
There's a beauty found only in the most feral of creatures
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Post by Simon Fray on Mar 22, 2008 17:33:34 GMT -5
Nahla fires and the shot richocets off of a stone crevice as something darts away quickly. It streaks out and over the archway, stopping dead center atop it and sits, like a gargoyle over the entrace to a ruined gothic Cathedrial. Its Simon, drenched from the earlier rains. His fur looks mangy and matted, his eyes have lost a certain lustor and look bloodshot.
"I suppose I deserved that." Simon says jokenly. "I'm glad you all listened to me, the poor saps from that other airship are in for a hell of a time." Smiles, though disheartengly so. His tails hangs down from the back of the arch, swaying loosely in the wind. "I don't have much longer, so let me apologize for my betrayal. It was all part of the grander scheme, you'll know why soon enough. My role in life was to be the betrayer, sadly, you can't change fate."
His left arm begins to shake, he looks down at it then grabs the wrist with his right. "You're not far from the boat now, but before you go I have something to ask of you..." His left hand starts to deform, turning gnarled and boney, the claws growing expedentially longer and twisted. His right arms begins to do the same. "Yersinia got me last you heard my voice. She injected me with a weapon... another disease that even my immune system can't combat." His canine ears begin to extend and from sharp, dagger like points as his entire coat of fur darkens to a sickly grey. "It'll consume me shortly, the rage is already taking effect." His voice deepens. "I need you all..." His talon feet gnarle and twist, the claws of his toes grow like the claws of his hands. His lip curls, exposing the rows of knife like teeth emerging from his gums. "To kill me before I loose myself completely." His body quivers and shakes, his mucles twist and turn under his skin, his eyes turn putrid yellow and red. He growls lowly and hunkers down into a pounce stance. Simon now only looks like a figment of his former self, replaced by a twisted abomination. "Sorry..."
With those last words, he blars his teeth and attacks the party from above.
((Battle 1 begins))
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Post by Galeon Chaos on Mar 22, 2008 20:55:35 GMT -5
" Oh crap..."
Galeon jumped out of the way of Simon's aerial attack. He rolle din the dirt and stopped on one knee looking over at Simon. He unattached his bladed hand guns and twirled them on his finger.
" We will make your death as quick as possible Simon..."
He began shooting at Simon's heart running around Simon in a complete cirlce firing the whole time.
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Post by Dante Shadesang on Mar 23, 2008 1:31:54 GMT -5
Dante jumps back along with Chaos. He enters in a slight conflict.
"Why..."
His anger rose slightly... as well as a dark energy energy within him. He readies his blade as it glows darkish-blue and pyreflies appear around.
"I... will end it before you suffer any more must... find... alternative..."
He wondered if his mother's healing technique would work... but through sheer conflict he performs Quick Slash empowered with his unknown energy and passes through Simon as Chaos did his thing. Dante puts away Unforgiven in his sheathe and significant gash appeared upon Simon's chest.
He turns to perform another move but in a somewhat defensive stance...
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Post by Vincent on Mar 23, 2008 1:49:39 GMT -5
"It's never easy..." Mutters Vincent as he draws his pistol. As Simon attacks, he dives out of the way and in mid dive, turns and fires a shot at Simon's back.
Miguel, slightly confused, leaps over Simon and makes for the archway from where Simon leaped. He grabs ahold of it, flips over and lands atop of it. With his small machine pistol in hand he takes a crack shot at Simon below.
Nahla rolls away, pressing herself flat against the wall she was beside and takes a steady aim at Simon, waiting for him to stop for a moment to get a quick headshot.
Rafee backs away and puts himself between Simon and the others not currently engaged in battle, acting as their meat-shield till they can take their chance.
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Simon Fray
Determined Individual
There's a beauty found only in the most feral of creatures
Posts: 168
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Post by Simon Fray on Mar 23, 2008 2:32:26 GMT -5
Simon moves with fluidity, his body having grown wiry and loose. He jumps away from Galeon and wall runs around him, jumping over to the adjacent wall above Nahla, where Vincent's round strike him in the shoulder. A sparkle of golden glitter shines in his hand and a fine hair reflects off the sunlight, circling around Galeon. Simon leaps over to the archway and puts the golden comb from his hand into his mouth as he swings from the arch on to the ground below. The hair, having wrapped itself around Galeon's left arm and cuts deep, strangling it for a moment. The hair goes slack as it detaches from the comb.
It's at this time, Simon notices the gash from Dante's strike. He feels the wound, letting the blood pour over his hand. His head turns, looking at Dante. His face is like that of a rabid animal, crazed and single minded. He growls, blaring his teeth... *bang*
Nahla's fires, the round striking Simon in the upper head, through the ear. Simon jumps away and over the wall, avoiding the next two shots. He reappears atop the wall, grinning deviously with a golden smile from the comb. As the group looks up at him, the sparkle of thousands of strands of the razor hairs slowly descend upon the group below.
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Post by Galeon Chaos on Mar 23, 2008 13:38:48 GMT -5
Galeon dropped the pistols to the ground and quickly drew his Masamune and Murasame.
" You guys handle the guns I'll stick with my swords..."
He cursed looking at his left arm. He then turned back to Simon as the hairs descended onto the group. With his swords in hand he lunged up towards Simon and charged his two swords with his Firaga magic. He slashed towards Simon sending two large blades of fire magic towards him and the razor hairs that were coming their way. Galeon bounced off the arch way below Simon and back to the ground. He turned and cast Thundaga at Simon's feet.
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Post by Dante Shadesang on Mar 23, 2008 19:51:22 GMT -5
Dante looks above to see a hail of razor hairs from above. He whips out his DES and performs Rapid Fire, pushing the shotguns to the limit. It shreds the razor hairs into fine dust. He does a spin to clear away the dust. Then... DES: Warning! Overheat! Do Not Use! Dante overhears Chaos and enters in a strange trance. "Hehehe..."He charges the DES during overheat and then... "White-Red Hot Shot!". He fires, outputting and scattering out white-red hot mythril bullets heading towards Simon. Dante gives a slight pain when holding onto the DES now that the handles are too hot to hold. He puts them away and readies his blade, Unforgiven. Ricochet Genius Style Level Up!
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Post by Vincent on Mar 26, 2008 15:21:21 GMT -5
Vincent backs up against the wall, dodging Simon's dash and subsequent vault over the wall. He looks over to Nahla, then up to Miguel and nods.
When Simon reemerges over the wall and as the blanket of razor hairs descend upon them, Miguel jumps off the arch as he tosses a grenade up and high.
"Cover!" Nahla yells as she ducks and protects herself, same with Vincent and Miguel, who dives beside Vincent.
The grenades explosion rocks the air above them, sending down a rain of broken stone and dust, finishing off the last of those razor hairs and hopefully knocking Simon off his perch.
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Simon Fray
Determined Individual
There's a beauty found only in the most feral of creatures
Posts: 168
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Post by Simon Fray on Mar 26, 2008 15:29:55 GMT -5
Galeon's attacks find themselves blocked by a shield of hair that envelopes Simon for a brief moment but as it drops, Dante's white hot bullets strike Simon, perforating his chest and abdominal region.
He stays still for a moment, his eyes glazing over. He coughs up a putrid black substance, neither blood nor bile from his mouth. Simon appears to recover as he smiles back down to them, muttering something unintelligible in a sloppy spit back to Dante. When he hears Nahla's yell for cover, Simon looks just in time to see the grenade falling back to earth beside him, before exploding.
The blast throws Simon away and back over the wall, for a moment there's silence after the blast, then the soft sound of movement from the otherside of the wall, it circles around the group, hidden behind the parallel walls the group is trapped between. There then comes a knock, beside Nahla's head, then an eruption as a spike of those razor sharp hairs plows through the wall just inches away from Nahla's head. It shoots forward then retracts quickly. An instant later, another sharp thick spike of hair blows through the wall near Galeon and then another near Dante. They switch from the left to the right, blasting through to try and skewer those on the other side.
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Post by Galeon Chaos on Mar 26, 2008 15:54:19 GMT -5
Galeon jumped to the side as the spike of hair came out beside him.
" This is going to be a lot harder then I had thought..."
He picked himself up and ran back a bit and turned. He began casting Firaga sending the blasts into the wall destroying most of them and setting their surroundings a blaze.
" Come on out Simon...."
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Cherai
Determined Individual
You are lost. You can never go home.
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Post by Cherai on Mar 26, 2008 21:48:22 GMT -5
((OOC: Happy Birthday, Galeon! Hmm.. How to explain my long absence?))
Cherai, not being used to travel in the portal, popped out and tumbled down a hill of rubble as the others moved on. Natalia appeared to not notice her (if I may) and followed the others.
Cherai scrambled up the hill and spotted Natalia just before she moved out of sight. She followed, but must've gotten turned around. Then she heard the detonation of the grenade, and headed towards the sound. She climbed on the tops of the buildings, not sure if she should give her position away by just pushing herself up on a disk of hardened air. Finally, she saw the others, and the odd golden spikes they were fighting. She lay flat on her stomach on the crumbling rooftop and made herself a long-range gun, like a sniper rifle. She knew how to make so many guns, she figured she had the mechanism down, and that it would be okay to experiment. She gathered dust into the eyepiece to make the crosshairs visible, and sighted carefully. She just couldn't see what she should be targeting.
Then, she saw a quick flicker of movment on the other side of the wall. If she could only see...
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