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Zorc James generated a random number between
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2015 6:44 pm
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Sentaku Toriyama Floor ???
With Sentaku seeing how Ema liked the gift that he 'bought' her, he smiled. Well, smiling more than before, but still he smiled. "I am happy that you like the gift. I will get you the gloves when I see them in the right color. That alright with you?" Sentaku said. As he noticed that the chill was effecting him more now, he could tell that she wanted him to hurry up. So, after a bit of hopping, A swift foot lunged towards Ema's face, with the wind gliding behind it. "And I am sorry, Ema. My body is not up for sale. I mean, My smile is priceless, and is quite easy to see, but my body is priceless."
Quote: Sentaku: Normal Attack (+ Old, Old Boost, Wind Sword-ed, Wind Boosted) Wind Sword: 2/2 Auto-Sukukaja: 3/3
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2015 11:39 pm
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Emanda KaterineFloor ???Even as her ears twitched, Sentaku spoke... And with each passing word, she got more and more riled up. "No, it's not alright with me." she snapped, venomously. "And I don't want your freakin body, OR your smile, you freak." Wind clad to a boot went to strike at her, Ema raising her arms to take as much of the blow as she could....Before gripping the shoe, and focusing ehr magic. "You need to cool off..." she started, before thrusting her hands up in the air, and then slamming them down together, powerful ice converging on the zooming, grinning a*****e. Glacial Crash!Quote: Emanda: Glacial Crash! [High Ice Damage + 2 turn Sukunda effect. 2 turn cooldown between uses] (Sentaku) Fists of the Lion King. [Weapon equip] Sentaku's Debilitate-d [2/3]
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2015 5:37 pm
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Sentaku Toriyama Floor ???
As he saw that she was getting more and more riled up, Sentaku felt the familiar feel of family setting in as he trained, he grinned even more. As she had spoke of cooling off, he felt his body slowing down with the chill spreading through. "Yeah, about that chilling down, I don't think that I am going to do that. I mean, I would love to, but this is a battle and I think I am going to have to kick it up a notch if I am going to have to keep up with you." With that, he pushed himself out of Ema's grip and with one slap of his legs, a gust of air from almost nowhere started blowing from out of nowhere, giving him speed like nothing before. "I am kicking it up a notch, so don't blink."
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2015 9:11 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 7:38 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 7:44 am
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Zorc James generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
2!
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 9:57 pm
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Sentaku Toriyama Floor ???
As Ema reminded him of how it was supposed to be a fight, Sentaku only smiled as he looked her in the eyes. "That is nice, Kat, but it isn't a fight. First off, fa-" He was cut off, however, when the blast of almighty energy hit him in a rather sensitive spot, but instead of delaying him for minutes on end, he picked back up with only a dip in quality of voice. "Family isn't isn't supposed to fight. However, if you really want me to, I can go at your pace. Just try and make sure you don't lag behind too much, alright?" With that said, though, one leg of his made an ascension up towards it's target, having a bit of a gap to traverse through. Though, hopefully it wouldn't do irreversible damage. He liked his family too much for that.
Quote: Sentaku: Normal Attack : (Tarukaja, +Old, Old Boost) MACH SPEED!
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 7:52 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 6:31 pm
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Suigetsu Mizuiro, Floor ??? The shadows had been..Agitated lately. Suigetsu slid his way around the building, an expression that wasn't quite a smile...Nor a Frown. 'That thing from last night.' he thought, remembering how him and the Messiah had both attacked the house....Only to meet something ghastly, and horrifying in the basement. It was....worrying...but, at the same time...Exciting. "Finding a nice little challenge.." he started, flicking the legendary lance across his shoulder. "Well...it could be kind of exciting." He started to make thrusts with the weapon, shadows flailing about as he tested the limits of Monohashi Zao's powers. Every time he clashed against a wall...Against the floor..or against an armament... He would find himself spinning on his heels, splitting the masks of the shadows that faced him. "I wonder how the newbies are faring." He addressed to himself, sounding interested...yet at the same time, detached. It was hard to be attached in this line of work....With the threat of danger around every corner. 'I wonder just...whom will be the next to fall.'
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2016 9:09 pm
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Reisuke Oshaelon As the hours of the day started to wind on...A certain messenger was sitting in a dark room, running his hands over some stitching. "Big Sis Yui seemed rilly mad.." he stated to himself, stitching together a small puppet with brown hair. Anyone of the messengers would be able to pinpoint it as their newest arrival. He'd wanted to shake her hand...but, his shadow form always had a bit of a...chill to it... And, she'd lashed out at him angrily too. "Maybe she'll forgive me if I ask her nicely..." he added, shadowy energy flowing around the boy as he sewed an eye onto her. "I mean...Who doesn't love a good puppet show? Isn't that right...Sis?" The boy looked up with a broad smile, grinning at the walls. Shadows dispersed...and a Figure emerged...crimson liquid dripping down from several holes punched in her body. "It's been so quiet lately..." he called, cheerily. "Dad's probably looking for us.....But, I don't think I'll ever go back. I have my own family here....And it's gotten a lot bigger." He giggled, watching the figure groan, and shift, barely concious. "I have some more big brothers now." he called, using his shadows to lift him up in the air. "And plenty of sisters. I'm not alone anymore....So..I don't need you anymore..Sis."Snip...Snip.."So...I think.."Snip...Snip"I should....Clean up after my mess. Like Dad taught us...Yeah?" A scream filled the room, ekeing out into the halls...And, just outside of the room.... A doll...torn at the neck, and arms would be left out...Crimson fluid ekeing out from it's body.... And cotton haphazardly tossed. It had been torn to pieces.... Much like something else....
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2016 9:36 pm
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[9/16 - Early Morning - Floor ???]
Yui Takahashi
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the tower of Babel, Yui was finishing some changing - and a slim armor now covered her vitals, providing a very real measure of protection. It fit a bit snugly over her body, and was a little more showy than she wanted... but hey, she'd take what she can get. With that done, the girl exhaled softly, then ran down a mental checklist of things. All right...
By this point, she had an actual weapon, and her heart only fluttered a little when she touched it. (Why yes, she was nervous about having to stab someone - Shadows didn't count, because they were things. She wasn't so half-hearted that she wouldn't do it if it was necessary, though.)
She also had some armor for protection, though she had no illusions about its ability to shield her from some of the things she'd heard rumors about. She'd learned a number of useful skills, and in general was feeling considerably more capable than she'd been when she first arrived in the tower. They didn't hand out prizes for doing nothing, though - it was time to start proving that the Black Messengers had made a good decision in bringing her into the group.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2016 12:01 am
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