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Post by Alaistair on Sept 16, 2017 9:36:15 GMT
(Thread PL: 242,443)
(PL: Suppressed)
It'd been night time in the Southern Capital, in the very later hours with only the street lamps on. Only those working this graveyard shift could be seen walking the streets, mainly androids and those races of people who couldn't handle the sunlight populating the streets of the Tropical city. This night, during the eve the red star, many of those denizens, who chose to not wear suppressing bands to prevent their animosity, could found hiding away and waiting like an antlion in a sand pit for unaware prey... But then there were those who could control themselves even under the red star that could scare those out of their skin!
One such person, a big fish who'd been slowly growing in a very large lake with much bigger fish, was Alaistair, owner and purveyor of the Cherry Valley Loft. The man was dressed in a nice blue and sporty suit with no tie. He'd been on a walk through the city, having a need to go on a walk and wear out his energy ever since getting his sleep schedule thrown off after going on a bender with one of his workers, Arthus, a fellow denizen at the Cherry Valley Loft. Alaistair couldn't quite recall how much time passed since they started it, but what he did know for sure was that it'd been at least a week! They went on this run after having brawled with each other more violently than intended during a spar, and Arthus was the one who invited him on this. When Alaistair and Arthus woke back up, they were at some town northeast of the Eastern Capital in two hotel rooms. Alaistair was alone at the time, but Arthus wasn't, having been able to recall everything and going on about how Alaistair was really good at doing voices and telling stories about them.
This gave Alaistair an energizing amount of stress that he kept down, despite acting accepting of this to Arthus. He'd ditched his ability to give his energy, and with it, his memories to others, but it seemed that despite this, it had an affect on him deep-down in his head. He'd thought to himself, "My mind is my own, and so is my soul, despite that bastard's presence... I had to only be remembering their voices and mimicking them, right?"
Alaistair hummed, stopping a street corner in what looked like a more 'run-down' part of the city. There were people here, drab in attire and a look of exhaustion upon their faces. Despite the repairs being done to the major cities, it seemed as though the SSE invasion from about a year ago still left some healing wounds. Alaistair didn't seem to care much about this, though, having been lost in his own thoughts.
"Hey... Hey rich boy!"
Alaistair looked over with glazed eyes, not particularly looking directly at the man addressing him. He was a short man, about in his 30s from what Alaistair saw from the corner of his eye.
"You look like you got a good bit of zeni... How's about sharing some? Could get me a nice meal for my family."
"Hmm..."
The man saw Alaistair wasn't really paying attention. He gave an open smile, showing he didn't really have many teeth left. They put their hands behind them, before asking, "You alright? Looking REALLY deep in thought there..."
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Post by Azovka on Sept 16, 2017 14:00:34 GMT
Azovkas Power Level: 2,450 -> 19600 Current Transformation: Makyo Star (x8) Transformations Available: Demonic Will (x3) Makyo star (x8) Current Form: Gyns Power Level: 50,000
Ah... This glow, it was a familiar one. Azovkas eyes closed slowly as she extended her arms out to her sides, Under this light she didn't bother resigning herself to a more human form. Under this light most seemed to shy away from it, remaining indoors. Azovka, however, basked in its warmth, It'd been too long since she had felt its glow. Azovka slowly rose from the top of the building she was stood on, Turning herself to ensure her entire body was allowed to feel the warmth of the Makyo Star like someone trying to tan in the sun. A simple smile crossed her face, truly this was probably the most pleasurable thing she got now. Her and Gyn had began traveling to other cities, wanting to establish more of the Origins night club that Azovka ran back in the West Capitol. Tonight however, and for several nights to come, Azovka wouldn't let herself be hidden away inside of a club or room... No she would allow herself to be exposed. Sure this came with potential consequences, people running in fear of her because of how she looked... Being attacked, being found... Whatever it didn't matter, it wasn't like she could be linked to her human form like this anyway. Azovka was careful about her appearance, she didn't want people knowing who she truly was. Perhaps it was fear that drove this for the demoness, perhaps she merely wished to discard her past. Whatever the reason, she had a reason. But tonight was different, Tonight she basked in the glow of the wonderful Makyo Star.
"Mistress, are you sure you should be revealing yourself as much as you are?" Gyn, Azvokas bodyguard, asked concerned, Azovka wasn't exactly... On everyones 'most beloved' list. She had likely made at least a few enemies lately, so perhaps this wasn't the best time but... "You simply worry too much Gyn" Azovka retorted softly, her normal harshness that came with her tone simply... Gone. Azovka was far more... tame? under the Makyo Star, the Power she felt while under it was somehow soothing for the woman. Perhaps it was a reminder of home, of a simpler time... Perhaps she merely wished to be rid of those memories, or perhaps the warmth of the star simply made her more docile. Either way she seemed to care little if people saw her... Or perhaps she wanted people to notice her. "Just... Can't you feel it? The energy, the rush... It's exhilarating." She seemed more akin to a drug addict getting a fix for the first time in months than a proper demon, seemingly putting her focus more on the rush she seemed to feel from the Makyo Star rather than her surroundings. Why should she? Right now... Nothing else mattered. Energy crackled off of the females form as she soaked in and released that pent up power within her, She didn't care who noticed her... All she cared about was allowing that dormant energy to finally be free... at least for a little while.
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Post by Dantalion on Sept 16, 2017 16:50:00 GMT
The bathing of light, the harsh glow of red and the way his body felt rejuvenated and his every emotion put on a tightrope. It was Makyo all right. That hovering ball of omens that simply swayed high above, moving through the galaxy at a speed he couldn't even conjure up reason too. He never really felt the thing back in the demon realm and he never knew why. Maybe they were always just hyped up on its power, or maybe there was something he couldn't fathom. Even Abyzou, his tiny compatriot ran afoul of information when it came to Makyo. All they knew, was Makyans lived there, some brat destroyed it and it is filled to the brim with the demonic juice that they might as well make the place a new Demon Realm. But those were the facts, some say it was the first planet ever to exist, others say it has been subject to change over the years and some retards claim the thing is just an optical illusion. He had more pages, thirteen to be exact but he never bothered looking to deep into anything anymore. Skin deep seemed to be deep enough for his satisfaction.
But these were trivial to him, Abyzou floated around him, tethered as always to his tiny lantern that on these nights rang with the chime of a bell. The thing was pumped, days like this he felt the power, close to what he had in life which was, to be honest, rather unsubstantial. He moved and swayed, the chain no longer a burden as he flexed his paper-thin body his movements intense and fast as he spoke a million words a second. "Come on, we can destroy it all! This is not a night of man! Night of Demon!" The thing ranted, Dantalion far more preoccupied with an exercise of control, running through his book with a sigh as he heard the banging, the sound of ripping as reality shattered like glass under the strain of pressure, a new demon Emerging in a darkened alleyway as for the first time, it saw the light of Makyo and the stars above hover. For a brief second, his attention was turned from flipping through pages of random information he had gathered, pages on carpentry, agriculture and some strange thing a group of people called Communism. But his attention was drawn to a brooding thing, arms pumped full fo Demonic Energy and that wild look that screamed freedom. He lips pursed than followed with a crack before deciding otherwise. In the few seconds, he saw the thing, it was already tearing at bags of garbage and making a general nuisance of itself. "Dead by midnight." He muttered, Abyzou far more enamoured with the Ahuizotl than his books. He couldn't blame him, the Ahuizotl would be an upgrade over what he was stuck with. The position of a demeaning Demon no matter how powerful would never grow past its rank of Sin. No matter how hard it tried.
He took a few more steps forward, crossing a left at a corner as he stood at the flashing lights, stuck at red as the little man refused to move. He tapped a finger along his arm, running through pages as the tiny demon screamed and hollered at him to do something he found interesting. "Come on. Break something, snap a kid in two. Hell torture some homeless person but do something with ya new power." The thing hollered, Dantalion turning with an exacerbated sigh, nostrils flared with dark light as a cloud rested underneath his cheek, keeping him up as he gave a lackadaisical shrug. "And then what? Get caught and taken the prisoner? Yeah. Sounds like a real riot." He said, rolling his eyes as the cloud dissipated, turning his head back to his book as the sound of the little man flashing green occurred, taking his first few steps across the road more enamoured with his pages than anything else going on.
It was here he made an error, he knocked into someone or something. Horns he struggled to describe, blotted skin and a pale shade of orange. Yeap, it was a demon all right. He paused his movement, taking a step back and a bow. On nights like this, he didn't need any pissed off Demons getting uppity so he did what he did for three years and hid his fangs. "My apologies sir." He said, a sharp left taken before hearing the fighting words pip up behind him. Abyzou. You little brat. He muttered internally, venom-laced words as the thing prattled on. "Oi, ya demon!" He stated, as elegant as ever he was "Tell me, what are you doing this night? You off performing rampant murder? Having a better time than this asshat." The thing inquired, Dantalion's teeth grinding against each other, a horrid noise it was as he quickly turned on the heels of his feet, grabbing the thing with a finger and thumb and pulling it into the book. "Ya little shit. I ain't in the mood for any of ya crap." His emotions snapped, flaring for a minute as even his disguise fell through, some layers of flesh melting into his body as his body twisted red before recollecting himself and reverting his skin back to fleshy clothing. "Lemme go ya fuck wat! I wanna break shit!" It mumbled in defiance before finally being pushed back into its book, the pages flipping closed with a grumble as he took in a deep breath. Hopefully, the demon had seen a stranger. Current PL - 137, 690
Techniques Used:
Shapeshift: Human Form
Demon Control [UT] - PL set to 3
Abyzou Current PL: 5000 Techniques Used: Energy Suppression [UT1]
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Post by Alaistair on Sept 21, 2017 1:17:13 GMT
"Are ya deaf or something? I asked ya-"There was a ruckus near by that caused the man to stop his questioning. He cursed, looked at Alaistair and stated, "Book it, rich boy! Ya don't wanna be around here..!"They ran off, while Alaistair picked up the presence of not just one person, but two with the evil energies of Demons! His attention first went to the on the street level with him, where it seemed an old looking individual with bloodshot eyes was being encroached upon by a orange, demonic individual, and was trying to apologize for an imp's tone. The man himself, however, revealed that this form he took was a disguise and the robe he was wearing was skin of his gargantuan form! His power rose to dangerous levels that would be used to put the highly powered imp in his place, in the literal sense that the place was a book..! His eyes shot above, to a nearby rooftop, but he couldn't see the individual who possessed the other presence. Alaistair walked towards the man turned demon, needing to get his mind off whatever happened during his bender. He called out, questioning the giant returning to his human form, while being in meters of them, "Now you don't see that every night on a stroll! Since when did the little buggers start developing their strength like that? While they do get strong in the star, I've never felt one get to such an extent..!"( Azovka your go! Sorry about the delay. Just need to step back into the rhythm of things on Alaistair. Right now, just acknowledging Datallion since he's on the same level as Al, currently.)
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Post by Azovka on Sept 23, 2017 1:53:42 GMT
Azovkas Power Level: 19,600 Transformation: Makyo Star (x8) Transformations Available: Demonic Will (x3) Makyo star (x8) Gyns Power Level: 50,000 True Form Revealed Azovka's eyes flared open, a redish glow to them as she whipped around to face the ground. It seemed that her peaceful night was being challenged, something Azovka did not take kindly too. She gritted her teeth as Gyn looked downwards where she was looking, her eyes darting around to scan the entities. Three of them it seemed, two of them were clearly demons. Gyns eyes quickly scanned them for any visible weapons and, upon seeing none, nodded to herself "Do not fret, Mistress." She said calmly, stepping atop the edge of the building she extended her arms out to her sides before allowing herself to fall forward. The red glow of the Makyo Star surrounding her form as it shifted and contorted, Gyn falling into a somewhat free fall. Horns began to emerge from her head, curling slightly at the tip. Large black see-through wings erupted from her back and a long snake-like tail whipped out as she did a simple flip and slammed into the ground roughly 20 feet from the three, her body slowly lifting to an upright position as the sword gifted to her by Azovka, Kinslayer, Dawn of the Empress was held at her side. Gyns True Form stood paramount next to these three, an enormous 6'4. Azovka showed a far less flashy entrance, simply hefting herself off the building and gliding downwards to meet her and stand just to the right and behind Gyn. Gyns form began to glow brightly, a golden hue similar to the suns own began to emanate from around her. "Explain yourselves" She demanded "The Mistress was attempting to have a simple, peaceful night... And yet you, especially" She paused to glare over towards Dant and his companion "Seem to think flashing off your strength to a mere mortal a pleasant evening." Her voice was a cascade between a soft female human and the distorted or even twisted version of it, combined together in what felt like an attempt to intimidate the three there. As the golden glow around Gyn continued, Azovkas own purple aura began to emit from her own form, seething off of her like some kind of thick solid purple ink. Gyns Actions: True Form Revealed - Note: The things with the Makyo star are complete flavor. Full-Powered Sunlight Assault[UP2] - Charging 66% -> 132% Azovkas Actions: Dread[SP] - Charging 100% -> 200%
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Post by Dantalion on Sept 23, 2017 2:42:42 GMT
He turned. Shit, Abyzou had managed to lure more than what he wanted with his little stunt, and Dantalion made sure to let him know, he ran a finger through the air, cracking and snapping as if reality bent to his will as a small purple cascade of light rolled fourth, putting the book into his pocket dimension, leaving only but a whisper to keep him in check. "Ya did this to yourself you asshole." He muttered, the words of Abyzou ran wild and laced with venom, curses, hate-filled speech and bigotry all rolling off his tongue as he was denied light of Makyo. Now I just gotta get this... But it was too late, he was caught and brought to light by a long-horned Demon. How could he retort? The man clearly saw everything and simply brushing it off with a, Wasn't me As classic as it may don't seem like it was going to be cutting it this night.
"Uh... Um... Yes?" He blurted out, emotions high as his sight flicked back and forth before landing properly on Alistair. "Wait. No, no someone else." He had already fallen back on his Not me Card. And even then was struggling. "Yeap. Must have been that little Imp Abyzou. Known for his... Uh.... Bursts of power?" It didn't sound so much like he was questioning Alistair, he was questioning himself and where the hell he thought he could go with this. Maybe running? He never really tried running out before and now was seeming like an opportune time. That was until a far more opportune moment struck. A few feet away, the ground rushed and cracked, a golden demon emerging and something behind her seethed with purple light.
He turned between the duo, a hand bracing his eyes at the sheen of light that emanated from the uppity demon. The thing was, interesting to say the least. His words fell on deaf ears as Dantalion responded in kind. "The Mistress was attempting to have a simple, peaceful night. So I decided to jump off a building, break the ground, bare a sword and blind the street by radiating half as bright as a star." He responded, arms crossed and not impressed by the arrogance on display or even the lack of self-awareness. "In case ya missing the point. The only one showing off here is you and the half-dressed succubus behind you." The old man stated, turning his back on them and taking a few steps down the street. He could see how this was going to devolve. A fight, attention and then the entire BBA crashing down and him either ending up in cuffs or six feet under. And death wasn't on his to-do list just yet.
Sparking from his chest a small vortex flared open, the head of Zbyzou popping out, Dantalion couldn't contain him with his power as low as it was, and Abyzou did nothing other than inciting violence. "Come on Dantalion! Kick their ass! Snap their necks! Lynch 'em!" He screamed and hollered, Dantalion growling and pressing two fingers against his skull, pushing him back through the hole and closing it up good and proper. Sure he couldn't keep him in there for long, but if he could just get to an alleyway or somewhere to hide he should be able to go through the rest of the week without driving someone to violence. Current PL - 137, 690 Abyzou Current PL: 5000 Techniques Used: Techniques Used: Shapeshift: Human Form Energy Suppression [UT1] Demon Control [UT] - PL set to 3
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Post by Alaistair on Sept 23, 2017 3:17:55 GMT
The demon became nervous, hissing at the imp in the book and sending them away to some realm they had access to, before stumbling with his words in that form of an old man. Alaistair remained observing, waiting for the man to find his words, but thought to himself, "My word... He's a real nervous one! Is he a child playing adult? This is rather amusing!""There's no real need to stumble along your words," Alaistair retorted, a hand raised up to emphasize this before putting in his pants pocket, "I've come across them all the time! Hell, they once tried to steal some stuff from my building back when it was on Na-"Alaistair stopped, a heavy thud, followed by a great plume of light enveloping the area being the reason! He sought to remain calm and would do so, as he looked towards the Demonic women that jumped down. One brandished a sword and had the whole, 'Wings and whip-like tail,' shebang about them. The other, who glided down in a more majestic manner, had these things sprouting from her back that Alaistair assumed were some sort of spare spider legs... Sharp spider legs that could skewer someone. They thought they were trying to flaunt themselves in the streets in front of them, or more specifically the sword-armed demoness. The previously nervous demon proceeded to then make a mockery of the statement the stronger one made, before ending it with them being the ones flaunting themselves! Alaistair frowned and turned away, forcing a laugh back without even a snort to show it. He thought to himself, "And like that, he just became one of the funniest people I've met so far! Although, I probably would've said something a little harsher..."Alaistair recovered himself, looking over at the two. He told the blade-readied girl, "Now, while he's putting it much more harshly, there really isn't much an issue going on here. I'm not sure what you two were doing up on the balcony there that made you two decide to leap down and arm yourselves, but you do have to account that you're not really thinking straightly! That little star up there you guys enjoy isn't the best for your heads. The best thing to do for you to do is to just relax..."( Azovka)
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Post by Azovka on Sept 26, 2017 12:20:55 GMT
Azovkas Power Level: 19,200 Transformations Available: Demonic Will (x3) Makyo star (x8)
Gyns Power Level: 50,000
Azovka had a more... Docile look to her face as she stared past Gyn and towards Alaistair, Gyns face far more vicious in it's own appearance. Dants words to Gyn only served to semi-enrage the demoness, Gyns foot moving to take a step forward towards the male. But as her foot moved a single hand slid over her shoulder quietly, Gyn coming to a jerking stop as her head swiveled around to look back at Azovka. Azovka said nothing however, still staring at Alistair intently. Slowly she stepped in front of Gyn who kept her eyes focused on her, Azovkas hand slowly slid down Gyns side as she walked up to Alaistair until she was roughly 2 feet from the male. Her head turned to face Dantalion for a moment, a soft smile on her face as she turned to face Alaistair once more "Gyn meant no offense, She is just very protective of me. When I sensed a spike in power nearby I momentarily lost control of my own actions and told her to do something that was... Silly. That 'little star', as you so delicately put it, means far more to me than you might think." She turned back to Gyn and nodded towards her, Gyn changing back to her human form but still glaring at Dantalion.
Azovka leaned her body forward towards Alaistair, one hand moving in front of her waist to form an L as the other outstretched to her side "My name is Azovka, Though one of you I have already met before... and again I apologize for my companion. Loyal though she may be, sometimes she does act brashly." Slowly her form raised back to standing to her full height, Gyns eyes never leaving Dantalions form. "If I may ask, What is your name?" She asked, her question aimed towards Alaistair.
Gyns Actions: Full-Powered Sunlight Assault[UP2] - Charging 132% -> 198% (Turn 3) Azovkas Actions: Dread[SP] - Charging 200% -> 300% (Turn 3)
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Post by Dantalion on Sept 28, 2017 5:46:11 GMT
He crossed his arms, taking a few steps backwards from the situation as Azovhka tried to remedy the entire situation. With, far from a degree of success. His back was turned as he scoffed, "Who said I ain't relaxed? I'm the most chill." His vocabulary was strange, in the back of his mind he thought that things were going wrong, that the Makyo star was affecting him a little bit more than normal. Of course, it might be from his state. He was so close. He could feel it every day him inching closer to Destruction King but for some reason, he was simply incapable of reaching his next level. That or his childish instincts are finally kicking in and the Makyo star was simply invigorating it, really with such little known it could be one answer or a hundred.
"Oh, ya know. I don't take offence lightly. But when someone goes flashing off their strength to a mere mortal on a pleasant evening, I get a little riled ya know?" He reported to Azovhka, the bird flipped towards Gyn. Evey word they said was a lightning rod of torment simply waiting to be tossed back at them a hundred volts more powerful than what they were capable of dishing out. Abyzou, once more popped out, arms waving wild as he pressed his fingers against his skull, forcing him back into his chest cavity with a wry smile directed towards Gyn.
He crossed his arms as they spoke, eyes rolling with mild annoyance at their holier than thou attitude. He saw enough of that at their club, enough to sate him for a lifetime. But the other one seemed to handle things rather well, the Makyo Star hadn't been at play in his mind, maybe he had evolved past its effect, or maybe he was just some sort of deformed human. Hell, he didn't know, with all the Saiyans, Androids and Humans he would be lucky if he could tell the difference on a good day. Current PL - 137, 690
Abyzou Current PL: 5000
Techniques Used:
Techniques Used:
Shapeshift: Human Form
Energy Suppression [UT1]
Demon Control [UT] - PL set to 3
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Post by Alaistair on Sept 28, 2017 6:55:18 GMT
The scantily clad woman that the other referred to as her Mistress took to looking at Alaistair, particularly, while the demon next to him tried to reason they were calm, or in his words, 'the most chill'! Alaistair shrugged, looking over at the man and commented nonchalantly, "Things can be even, 'chiller,' you know?"
They were then approached, Alaistair more particularly than the other. The Mistress then gave him a bow, while standing rather closely to the Devil. She apologized to Alaistair for the outburst, half heartedly if Alaistair was asked, about the other's outburst, whom she called Gyn. It was she who fueled Gyn's actions, as the Makyo Light had been intoxicating and some locked emotion was pulled through the chains! The man next to him vocalized and displayed his frustration with Gyn, about how she was displaying her power.
"Azovka, hmm," Alaistair spoke, looking to Gyn first, but then back to Azovka, "An apology ought to not be so weak, when you clearly show you're not going to be friendly... That's not how you treat someone above your class, both in power and in prestige..!"
Alaistair's energy billowed out from his form in smoke, wrapping around most of his body except for his head, as Azovka stood up. His pupils slitted like a reptile's as they stared into the Azovka's and Gyn's eyes, as if to pry open a can of fish. His hair, on top of this, changed from black to white, along with a Mohawk slowly replacing the medium lengthed, well combed look about his person. The smoke appeared to also nearly replace the tuxedo suit that was upon his person with what they could assume was some heavy red armor, still in its smoky state!
"It is as if you're seeking to defy a King... And you surely don't want to do that," Alaistair spoke, his voice shrill. His power, on top of this, quickly took to skyrocketing far above any of those there, halting a point the Devil found fitting. He addressed them both, his eyes beaming into Azovka's, a demanding stance taken that bore great, threatening weight, "Sheath those sticks you call energy before you apologize for your transgressions! Little girls..."
This display would, quite quickly, vanish, his previous attire, hair style, and eye shape returning. He then proceeded to speak in a pleasant tone masking what just happened, "My name is Alaistair... I'm a proprietor of a business around here called the Cherry Valley Loft... Rather, back towards the upper side of the city, I should say!"
(Alaistair, like Dantallion, didn't find it cute that the two of you remained powering yourselves up, so for a brief moment, he gave you guys a visual of the Destruction King (x18) form, to assert a point! His voice, during this, becomes very shrill and unlike what should come from him, before reverting back to his previous state.)
(Destruction King (x18) activates. With Ki Setting, 1,000,000 power level, without creating a pushing force! It is then set back to 1 PL. Max PL, in this form for inquiry, is 4,363,974)
(Current PL/Thread PL: 1/242,443)
(KP: 3/3)
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Post by Azovka on Oct 2, 2017 3:22:35 GMT
Azovkas Power Level: 2,450 Transformations Available: Demonic Will (x3)
Gyns Power Level: 50,000
Whilst Gyn was getting more and more angered at the responses, Azovka showed a more... Docile reaction. It wouldn't be until Alaistair showed his display of power that a real reaction was given by Azovka, It was then, and only then, that Azovka's form shook. Her eyes flaring open with... fear. For the first time in her life, Azovka felt fear. Her entire body frozen, completely refusing to move as she stared at Alaistair. The fear in her eyes was apparent, She had rarely ever felt this kind of strength and yet... Here it was, staring her straight in the face. Even if there was no intention to completely freeze Azovka, it happened. As she stared at Alaistair only a single thought crept into her mind 'Kneel'. But her body couldn't move, despite her entire strength being devoted to moving... She simply couldn't. Gyn, however, being unable to sense energy, took this as less of Azovka being fearful, and more as him trying to attack Azovka. Gyn lunged forward, sword raised to try and strike at Alaistair. However Azovkas arm finally moved, halting Gyns advance and a look of confusion washed over her face. Azovka still stared at Alaistair in fear, only her arm had moved. The once rather 'stoic' look having completely vanished, after her arm moved her entire body quickly followed. She kneeled before Alaistair, her head bowed as low as she could and her eyes closed. She said nothing, But her actions told Gyn a single truth... This man was far beyond her capability. As Azovkas sickly aura vanished so too did Gyns, Gyn quickly followed suit and bowed to Alaistair, Not a single word spoken.
Azovka had only felt this level of strength once, and it had scared her tremendously. Even if she hadn't been made this docile by the Makyo Stars energy, She likely would've fallen to her knees regardless. Even her Father, who was extreme powerful in comparison to Azovka, wasn't a match for this kind of strength. Perhaps this was the reason that Azovka kneeled so quickly, Her breathing, at this point, had become extremely quick and shallow. Just why was Azovka so fearful now? Was it simply because of the display? Or was there a deeper meaning to this?
Azovka and Gyn stop their charge, Both kneel before Alaistair.
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Post by Dantalion on Oct 2, 2017 6:56:39 GMT
It was like a wave of force rolled around, his words crumbling and his breath abated death, but one man stood defiantly. Dantalion. Was it fear that caused him to never bend? Was it overconfidence? No, nothing so overly dramatized, nothing so over the top with some in-depth meaning. In truth, it was simple.he didn't feel, sense or even notice the wave of force as if he was a blind man walking into traffic. The danger was around him, he just didn't notice. "Wait, what happened?" He cocked a brow, ran a hand along his chin in pendulous fashion before taking a few steps forward to size up the damage.Abyzou spoke in his mind for a few seconds, "What happened? You think he transformed?" His words rolling through Dantalion's mind as he walked around to behind the duo, sizing them up before looking to Alistair. Maybe fighting him wasn't the best idea. Hell, this all gave him a good idea of who not to fuck with. Okay... the Second person on the list. First, we got that.... I dunno Goat Makai and now... Alistair? The name ran familiar. Where had he heard it? It certainly wasn't on this blue ball of dirt, and he doubted Gemini brought much information to him other than they had no guards. No, it took him a while but the words rang violently through his mind as he realized who he was really dealing with. The Corrupted Protector. Alistair
It certainly was a sobering affair to meet one of the people who Xylo wished was on his side. But this is what he was degraded too? A businessman, here Dantalion thought one of the most powerful Demon's in overworld would have a little more.... Daring? Pizzaz? Consternation? Hell, he thought the whole business profession was going to be a catalyst for power, a way to keep yourself in plain view, gain allies and then when you finally reach the pinnacle you pop out, reveal yourself and take half the planets population with you. Either as apart of your army or as part of your kill count.
Dantalion continued stroking his goatee before finally speaking up, "So.The Devil Kaishin able to lay low men and women with but a breath of words." He spoke the charm of violence sequestered in his words as it was no replaced with something different and new, Admiration? Halfway there at the very least. "I knew Xylo should have taken your assistance. His spittle turn people to stone and your words lay low the threats." Dantalion scoffed, really Xylo could have done without being stubborn on the whole matter, they were desperate and he let pride haze his vision and cripple the Mazoku. Though with the addition of Samba and maybe Kizuki, things were finally looking up. Enough to allow him the reprieve of a vacation short though it may be.
Dantalion extended an arm, in the literal sense over the metaphorical as a twisting black rolled at his shoulder, rolling over the bent back duo as he gave an open palm, hoping Alistair would accept. "The Dead Line Dantalion, Accountant of the Mazoku and.... I dunno probably serve as its lawyer and anything else that requires not fighting." He stated rather nonchalantly, a smile cracking his features as he hoped that Alistair wouldn't rip off his arm due to his affiliation with the Mazoku.Current
@alistair / @azovhka Current PL - 137, 690 Abyzou Current PL: 5000 Techniques Used: Shapeshift: Human Form Demon Control [UT] - PL set to 3
Techniques Used: Energy Suppression [UT1]
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 2, 2017 7:54:18 GMT
Azovka got to kneeling first, and just as he other was about to lunge at him which showed her inability to sense energy, even at such a level, she physically commanded the other to kneel. After that, the demon next to him spoke, aware of the entity that he was! It stroked a bit of his ego to hear someone was actually familiar with him, but the mention of Xylo sought to stab that a bit... Although unintentional, with how the Demon spoke. "Ah, so someone's familiar with my work," Alaistair replied with a smile! This demon introduced himself as the Dead Line Dantallion, and from the sounds of it, he made it sound like he was Alaistair's replacement. He held back a laugh, as he replied, "Being that guy's lawyer- Advisor, I should say, is just a pain in the ass, isn't it? Rather than to listen to an old man, who's seen the struggles of an empire many times before, he decides to threaten me over trying to commit the death of a child soldier from this planet."He then chose to laugh at it, a hand covering his eyes as he did! He peeked down through the gaps of his fingers at the two, telling them both, "You two ought to not be so quick to jump to conclusions. Especially you, red! So, get off your stinken knees and be some normal people."Al then turned back to Dantallion, his smile remaining while he questioned, "So, how is Xylo? I hear he's had some success in bringing in the Arcosian Empire through annexation. News from that whole sectors been pretty tight there lately, especially with the whole war with the SSE. I imagine things are difficult still, even with Plato having chosen to haphazardly go to reinforce one of his worlds and put that sandy bazaar into danger."( Azovka)
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Post by Azovka on Oct 9, 2017 13:15:30 GMT
Azovkas Power Level: 2,450 Transformations Available: Demonic Will (x3)
Gyns Power Level: 50,000
In truth, why was Azovka doing what she was doing? Never in her life, since her exile, had she bowed to another, had she admitted defeat in such a fashion. Perhaps it was a combination of the effects going on right now, The Mazoku Stars energy made her far more docile than she otherwise normally would be. Her attention solely focused on Alistair caused her to ignore Dantalions words, Her eyes closed as her mind raced. 'Such power... Power even my Father couldn't hope to face and win. Perhaps then... Perhaps then if I appeared subservient... Earned his trust... Maybe he'd do it, I may not be strong strength wise but I'm far more cunning than him.' She thought to herself, her eyes twitching underneath her lids. One arm rested across her knee, the other curled into a fist and pressed against the ground. Her head was bowed deeply causing the strange tendril-like hair to fall forward to the sides of her head, Gyns own tail whipped back and forth in annoyance at what she was being made to do. Gyn hated being subservient almost as much as Azovka yet her lack of awareness meant that she couldn't find the true threat here, As powerful as she was even Gyn was no match for Alaistair. Gyn, however, did not bow her head, She stared up at Alaistair with malicious hatred towards him at what he had made Azovka do. Despite this however she didn't budge from her spot, She didn't even twitch and the only movement came from blinking.
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Post by Dantalion on Oct 10, 2017 7:36:19 GMT
Azovhka remained bent back, Cowering in fear to Alistair as Dantalion simply held himself as equals. Maybe not in power, and he felt that maybe his wit was a little more refined, but equals in the same regard they dealt with Xylo in some form or another. "Oh don't get me started. Guy preaches he wants to defeat the SSE, which mind you, he may very well succeed at this point." He chuckled, a palm opened as if to emphasise the point "But stubborn old man. Has about as much pride as a Saiyan and twice as thickheaded and worse of all, won't run from a fight he can't win." he continued, letting it all out, he hadn't really had anyone to explain his issues too, Ais seemed to have some of the same issues and may tell the kindred soul his opinions, there was no turning off Gekido's loud setting and Gogmagog he doubt could manage a conversation let alone understand criticism.
He turned to Azovhka, brow raised at their apparent complete gutlessness. This was how much they cowered, to the point of being unflinching in their submissiveness. It really made him wonder how much a coward had to be and how little pride someone with so much flaunt could actually have.
it seemed a lot had been old news, the Arcosian Empire annexation being the most important. "Oh, the control of the place was easy. He sorta arrived and no one opposed. Well...." He paused, there were two people who came to mind, as inconsequential as they were they still existed. "Other than some weird rabbit thing that.... I think turned into an Arcosian when they were spat on? That was weird, and some red Arcosian." He hadn't thought about that in an age, how long had even passed since that occurred? What, three months at the most? It made him wonder how time was flown and how much he had grown. And how much of a nightmare it was. "But yeah, information must be tight. The SSE attacked Arcose. Killed a whole lot of Civilians.... Kaza and Fennel? Yeah, they killed a whole lot. And would have wiped it all if Xylo hadn't arrived at the last second." He shrugged, he lost Mammon that day and ever since had found life.... Well frustrating and a nuisance, Abyzou the prime example of such a dilemma.
He took in a deep breath, he felt like he might be there for a while and from his breath formed a chair of mist and haze as he took a seat, fitting his geriatric age he reclined a little as he continued thinking what else had happened of interest, "Plato joined? Huh, can't....Seem to recall that. Or who he even is." He was meant to sign people in and fill out the paperwork but that role had deteriorated into nothing, Xylo seemingly just grabbed whatever vagabond rocked up to him and skipped the meticulous planning that he put into the joining process. "As for difficult, he got... I dunno some Furball called Samba, the great guy saved my life if a bit of an asshole." He stated with melancholy, he couldn't get much of a feel for the man, but that was behind him he had other people to name, "Some gumball called Zexama, pointy-haired... Kizerki? I dunno I wasn't paying attention when those two arrived." He shrugged, contemplating if anything else had even happened and coming up empty,t eh conquering of the minor planets didn't seem like a worthwhile endeavour, "Yeah and that's essentially Mazoku in a nutshell. All other members aren't worth the energy to talk about really." It was damning, but even he wasn't worthwhile as far as he was concerned. Alaistair / Azovka Current PL - 137, 690
Abyzou Current PL: 5000
Techniques Used: Shapeshift: Human Form
Demon Control [UT] - PL set to 3
Techniques Used: Energy Suppression [UT1]
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