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The Freedom of Destruction(Roze&Urd)
By: Evil Kitty Date: November 2, 2015, 9:14 pm
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The existence was black... Lonely. All he had was himself... His
mind split into several incarnations of himself as they argued
and bickered between themselves; the only light caused by
lightning striking in the background. Illuminating their
blood-like goo soaked naked bodies in the infinite void. "It's
your fault we are stuck here, Sloth! You are always dragging me
down!" The cloned screamed with an unrivaled anger. The lazy
incarnation slowly arching it's head up to look at the source of
yelling from the non existent "floor." "Woah... Man... Calm
down, Wrath... I didn't do anything... Like... Really..." The
angered incarnation only growling in reply. "That's your
problem!!!! You just lay there all day! How long has it been
that you even moved!?"
Another incarnation only intervening into the argument with a
frantic disposition. "Shut up!! I just need to get out of here!!
I can't take it anymore!! I need all the world has to offer! Not
this horrid existence!!" The fourth incarnation only moaning in
reply to the third's words. "Mmn... I gotta admit... Being
trapped with myself is kinda sexy..." The angered one only
lashing out in return. "Shut up, Lust! God, you are annoying!!"
A fifth incarnation only moaning in a pleased tone in reply to
them as he only kept brushing his hair. Eyeing up the various
forms of himself. "No, Wrath. Lust is right... I am one sexy
beast." Pride winking to Wrath with a cocky smirk.
Wrath only growling in irritation as he eyed over to the form
crawling over to Sloth as it nibbled on Sloth's leg. Speaking
out in a lazy tone. "Nnn... And yummy too..." Sloth only lazily
looking to the one nibbling his legs. "Gluttony... Do I really
taste that good? That's so... Crazy..." Sloth only laying his
head back down with a yawn; seeming to not care as Gluttony
nibbled. Pride looking to gluttony with a horrified glance.
"No!!! Don't!!! My beautiful skin!!" With that Wrath only roared
out in anger. "God damn it! I've had enough of this shit!!" He
grabbed every incarnation he could as he tossed them into
eachother. Forcing them to rejoin with each toss into one naked
form. The man groaning out into a pained tone as he rubbed his
head. "Ugh... What a rush..."
He rose from the floor as he sat up; looking around to the pitch
black of the world around him. Only looking over each lightning
strike. "Alone again, I guess...." He slowly got up as he walked
through the infinite realm as if he was going to find something
new in this empty world of his existence. "I don't know why I do
this... Not like there is anything here... I don't even know
what I am standing on in all honesty... Does this place even
have a floor?" Though, he did not get an answer this time. Only
silence and thoughts in his mind.
Though, as he had given up hope a hole was torn into the fabric
of the world. Barely able to see through the strange energy of
the vortex as his eyes squinted; feeling seared by the light.
"What's this..?" He said as he walked closer and closer. The
vortex shooting out as he grew close enough and swallowing him
whole. His mind and body going numb within a matter of seconds.
Completely losing all consciousness.
His eyes slowly creaking open as he was in a whole new
surrounding. His mind attempting to reboot itself from the
blackout as he looked around the new world around him. Where was
he? He had no idea what anything was around him. Pillars of deep
brown holding bushels of intense greens at the tip. Seeing a
large collection of stone and cement miles ahead of him through
the clearing of these tickling green strands below his still
naked body. What was this place? So many vibrant colors and
moving creatures. Was this a world of life? Did he finally find
the company he yearned for? With that his mind only went numb
once more. His head falling back into the pool of goo that lay
above the soft, cold, strands of green as he blacked out once
more.
(Setting is a clearing outside of a medium sized city. Minimal
trees and wildlife. Can't really say it if he doesn't know what
it is. xD)
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Re: The Freedom of Destruction(Roze&Urd)
By: UrdroxasReturn Date: November 2, 2015, 10:00 pm
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It was a very long day that turned into an even longer evening.
The setting sun over the city painted the sky in a dim light
that was soon to give way under the weight of night. The hustle
and bustle of the city never ceased and due to that fact the
animals seemed to give the place a wide birth except for the
random bird or cat that might slip in. Urdroxa had been clothed
in his traditional loosely fitting black clothing. This time his
eyes were covered by a black silken wrapping, hiding the
swirling red and blue vortexes he had for eyes. He had been
slipping through the massive crowds of people with a simple
charm changing his physical appearance to that of a much smaller
5 foot 6 stature to make himself seem much less noticeable,
still having to hide his eyes though as greater lengths would
have to be taken to stop their constant motion.
He had been making his rounds through the people, gauging their
level of evolution and growth. Each person in this city he had
their names memorized, their ancestors hand picked by him
through subtle environmental changes and certain hormonal
stimuli to ensure a certain genetic mutation or even to start
whole new species. Thanks to Urdroxa's constant meddling the
population was incredibly diverse with mutants and perfectly
normal humans. He was playing god, but to an extent that was
very thorough and detailed. He no longer got his kicks with
simple murder and bodily torture, he wanted to see whole
civilizations and species collapse, war, love, die and
eventually extinguish itself in a fiery explosion. Very rarely
had Urdroxa ever witnessed perfect harmony, so in those
instances, save for one in particular, he would disintegrate the
planet and start anew for the people had bored him. Each world
he experimented with was a reality he had collapsed and infused
into his body to increase it's durability. This realm was one in
particular he liked to leave alone to see what outcomes it may
give.
It was then that he felt the realm literally tear at the seams
when the portal opened up outside the city. To his ears it was
as if someone tore up several sheets of paper directly next to
his ear. His eyes then snapped to the exact direction where he
heard the sound and immediately the charm disguising his body
faded away. Quickly his right hand grips the cloth covering his
eyes and yanks it away. His eyes now saw directly into people's
souls, like thermal vision, it would erase all outlying features
except for the strength of their soul and their power within.
Seeing a huge beacon erupt into the sky at the birth of the new
man Urdroxa's lips curved into a wicked smile, someone new, and
someone strong, just found their way here. Now this struck him
as odd as he had accounted for every single person and creature
on this reality and could not determine what or who this new
entity was. With that Urdroxa suddenly faded away into nothing
and rematerialized atop the highest building in that direction.
"Hmm..." He then fades away once more and appears behind a tree
just before the clearing. Urdroxa sniffs the air and his eyes
grow wide, that familiar scent. There's no way... Could he be?
"Another... Born of the Ethereal?" He whispered very quietly to
himself. His body couldn't contain this sudden excitement and
releases several huge waves of energy, pulsing from him like a
bubble extending outwards. Perfectly harmless but very easily
picked up on even by non-sensitive species.
Slowly parting from the tree he was leaning himself behind he
then faces the man. His arms crossed and his eyes pretty wide,
eyeing him with an intense stare, as if challenging his very
existence. His right hand cupped his cheek, his pointer finger
tapping his temple. His lower lip was being bitten rather
tightly, almost as if he might puncture the skin at any moment.
He kept running through every possible scenario and each one
came back with more and more questions. Truly Pain was simply
the start of something new, but another specimen so soon? Now
this was going to be fun, if the man had such a truly wondrous
origin he must have equally unique talents or maybe even a
peculiar personality. Then it dawned on him, the Ire Persona.
What was it like? Was it even awake yet? He must prod this man
for everything he has, or at least if he even knows what's going
on. Just now also remembering the sporadic nature of energy
beings and the fact that memory is a tricky thing. Very well,
he'd play this one cool... for now. "Say boy... You gonna miss
out on the night life in town. Hear Ginko's is alive at this
time..." He said as his eyes still began to size him up and
down. The red and blue colors in his eyes seemed to glow
brightly in the presence of the other man, as if knowing
instinctively who he was.
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Re: The Freedom of Destruction(Roze&Urd)
By: Evil Kitty Date: November 2, 2015, 10:35 pm
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The extremely young man, appearing to only be the age of
seventeen, eye's were forced open as he felt the surge of energy
from the strange brown pillar. Almost as if he was awoken by a
strange attempt to communicate. His dazed blue eyes slowly
sliding over to the origin of the energy as his head barely
turned over to it. His mind and body felt completely strained by
the sudden relocation: barely able to so much as turn his head
without a fatigued pain. Hearing a voice as his eyes met the
swirl of red and blue. His red tipped black hair cascaded over
his left eye. "What is a... Ginko?" He spoke with such ignorance
and fatigue, though, the curiosity was obvious.
He slowly brought his hands up to his ribs as he pushed on the
ground below his small form. Attempting to push in order to
force his body up as his head hung. Speaking out once more in
the pained tone. "What is night...?" His form barely managed to
force his torso up off the ground before his right hand slipped
on the pool of goo below his body. Slamming quickly back down
with a giant crash. A shock wave of pure force as if he had
weighed tons; dust forced in every direction as the green below
him was destroyed him. Leaving only earth covered in the goo.
His consciousness slipping in and out as he began a strange
dream.
He was back in that accursed black, empty, realm... Staring at a
man that reminded him of himself. A black haired man with an
angry red glare as if it was staring into his soul... Staring
into his sin. "Is that all? You can't even stand.... You aren't
worth the power you possess. You are just a child! You don't
deserve the power I could have mastered!!" The boy's voice
breaking out through his slumber in almost a whine. "R--...
Bl---... R-z... Blood--...." The boy's hands clenching into the
dirt as the earth crushed in his grip like a can under a boot.
"Raz... Roze.... Bloodro.... Bloodhelm..." It seemed the boy had
a trouble gripping onto his own identity as he dreamed.
A black mass of Ire flowing from his hands as he dreamed; an Ire
all to familiar to Urdroxa. Desolving the earth he clenched in
his grip like a dry leaf thrown into a roaring flame. "That's
it..." The man in the dream continued to speak. "Don't you dare
compare yourself to me... Feel who you are... Take your
identity!!!" The man's voice boomed as they boy was shot back
into consciousness with a loud gasp for air. The Ire shooting
out in a massive wave in every direction: much like Urdroxa's
bubble. Though, this was not innert. Desolving the grass, soil,
and trees within a matter of feet around them. Making Urdroxa
now standing in the open with the tree that once his him
completely gone from this realm. All traces of Ire now gone as
his eyes were wide open. His body pulling up to sit up as he
back away from Urdroxa: his eyes showing fear. "Don't make me go
back!!!! I don't want to go back!!!" His body sitting still as
he reached the end of the crater as his bare chest thumped up
and down at his heavy breathes. "Please, Urdroxa!!! Don't make
me go back!!"
As he spoke that name his eyes grew even more wide. How did he
know that name? How the hell did he know it!? This realm brought
on an strange assortment of memories and personalities he had
not previously known. Was that just a dream? Who was the man in
that vision? Everything about this terrified him, but, not quite
as much as the man who was standing before him. He could feel
something coming from the man in the clearing. A power that
seemed to beckon him back to the realm he had been created.
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Re: The Freedom of Destruction(Roze&Urd)
By: UrdroxasReturn Date: November 2, 2015, 11:29 pm
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Urdroxa eyed the boy intently with very curious eyes. At first
it was to try and distinguish what race he was but then it
became very clear who and what the boy was. It was the moment he
saw the Ire that he knew that the race was the wrong question to
ask. He was in fact energy based, there was no way an organic
creature could sustain such mild control over the Ire without
some sort of improvement or change. It seemed the boy was deeply
troubled, maybe he was having problems forcing his body into
check. Body failure? Maybe, the Ire could have reacted to it's
host's weakness and lashed out. Urdroxa's brain was buzzing with
thoughts until he heard his name being called out. What? This
was weird, even for someone like Urdroxa. Slowly walking towards
the man his eyes were widened, in complete shock that the boy
called out his name. Finally standing just a foot away from the
boy he looked down at him, almost in disgust, but then with a
sudden concern. Something about the weak mewling seemed to
strike something within Urdroxa, yes he was weak, but Urdroxa
too was weak when he was hurting. The kinship he suddenly felt
for the boy now overrides his insatiable appetite.
He looked down at the boy and once more his mind is flooded with
thoughts, each one demanding a response. "You know my name do ya
boy? You're full of surprises... You even use Ire to an extent.
Boy there is no denying it anymore, you're a rarity..." He
kneels down and looks Roze directly in the face and tilts his
head. "There is only one other creature like you. He's far more
primitive than you are, that only means it's improving on it's
older designs, and with the old model capable of adaptation and
advanced forms..." Urdroxa's eyes then scanned over the boy's
body once more before nodding. "You want out of the darkness
right? From the unknowing despair? You want your salvation? Well
boy... You must earn it." Urdroxa then leans in and whispers
into his ears. "Get up boy..." He then pushes away from him and
stands up, walking a few feet away he then faces Roze. "You want
out right? Well boy, we all do. We all want to know what it's
like to feel beyond pain. We have to earn it, fight for it with
our dying breath. I'll help you, give you your way out. But you
need to show me you aren't a waste of space, and that you have
that will to live." Laughing maniacally Urdroxa then sends out a
huge pulse of energy from his body, this was not an attack but
instead the exact opposite. Urdroxa was splitting up his energy
that he had been holding onto through the course of the day and
was imbuing it into those around him. Roze would feel limitless
energy for a very brief duration. "You want it boy!? Then show
me what you got! Trial by fire! Like we are all given in life!"
Urdroxa knew the boy was inherently strong, but knew that even
in his raw newly birthed state he was weak and his powers would
be erratic at best. He only wanted a rough taste of the boy's
control to see if, when pushed, he was capable of tapping into
what it was that made him.
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