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some of you guys divided by zero, I can tell
"(My first post as this character.)
"Ruin Cross said:Damn bro od"(My first post as this character.)this post is so my favorite"
It was on his birthday that the registration act was started. It was a monks religion to meditate for the full day on there birth-days. Ruin decided, that since he was new he would not take any part in the civil war, for he was not with the act nor was he against it. However, they would not agree with him. Ass he sat in the dojo meditating windows crashed, sentinels and cape killers filled his dojo surrounding him.
I hope your not afraid of the dark,
As he clapped every light in the dojo cut off. There were only large glimpses of light coming from his powerful hands. Ten seconds later there was another clap and every sentinel/cape killer was lying on the ground dead. And Ruin was sitting in the edge of his windows sight seeing.
He walked through the darkening valley. Rodents swarmed his path. Insects clamped onto his neck in attempt to chew through him. However his rock hard skin was too tough for him to even feel they're landing. His bright eyes lightened up the area and even though he was not in harms way his hand were always glowing with energy. Every since the lightning stuck him he was given these strange abilities. Ability to control different substances. Enhanced activeness. He was 100 times as powerful as he was before, and he loved it. Ruin was not a passionate or patient man. He liked to get things done quick and clean. And he didn't think twice about making an attack. He had once almost come up with an idea of starting an organization. Not of heroes or villains but of punishers. To punish heroes for doing wrong or villains for doing wrong. But the idea faded quicker than it came.
There were legends of the vine legends of gambler, Final Arrow, Renegade Lantern. Everywhere he turned there was a legend. But there was one mystery he began to look into. The mystery of Final Arrow. There was something going on with arrow, something deep. It was something that must have been there before HFC was formed. It was like a plant and HFC only watered it. The mystery got even deeper as the legend last arrow was killed, this was something that he knew only Final Arrow would have the answers to and soon when he felt the time was right he would confront and if he had to force answers out of Arrow, then that's what he would do.
There was one legend that no body could inform him on. Everywhere he turned the name Mighty Magneto appeared. Oddly enough everyone denied knowing anything about him. Yet they shook at the sound of his name. This just made yet another case that he needed to get to the bottom of. The more and more he thought about it, he was not only here just to defeat AJ. But he was hear to unlock the true mysteries of the vine. And keep heroes and villains balanced.
Ruin noticed something about the vine. There were numerous amounts of villains but only one active villain team. This team was known as HFC. The HFC was known for its dominant clashes with Mobb Deep and other hero squads. Mobb Deep was the most powerful hero team on the vine. Its former leader was known as Renegade Lantern they say the man was a legend. And word on the street was he was back, and he would make god look like fool. This worried Ruin most rottenly. He hated the fact that there were others who could manage to stand up against him. Although, he never doubted his powers. If he had to he would take out the devil himself. Well that's what he thought. The primary leader of Mobb Deep since Lantern's disappearance is Kurrent.
Kurrent was sometimes known as the Ace of Electrocution. This was for his control over electricity. Along side Kurrent, Morte, and Acer showed dominant fighting skills. Morte was a most famous one for his fighting tactics. If Ruin remembered correctly he and Morte was trained in the same Dojo. The two were known for the various clashes with the god of mischief, Gambler. Gambler was a most definitely dangerous man. And becoming president of the vine only caused him to be overwhelmed with more power. Ruin always promised himself one of these days he would give Gambler a fatal clash.
However there was one character on the vine that he had many things in common. There fighting skills brought them to become close comrades. But when they were kids and Ruin went off to search for AJ, he had lost conact with Morte. He knew that Morte probably wouldn't even remember all of the tournament battles they allied each other in. Their friendship was not just business. It was personal, Morte was once like a brother to Ruin. On the side of his parents training Morte always helped Ruin master certain aspects of his martial arts. Rumor on the street was Morte was the living weapon. And that was not a false statement in any way at all.
In his mind, Ruin knew that what he had seen was not even half of the vine. He had only been there for a total of six years. It was all because of his quest to track down his mother's killer AJ. Or Ajnin Judithe. As he continued through the large forest. As he glanced to the sky he saw the stars gleaming with an unknown light. H decided it was time for him to rest. He sat down and leaned his back against the tree. He began to get a chill down his spine. A chill of fear. He worried that he would not be powerful enough to take down the one known as AJ. But it didn't matter he would die trying.
As he glanced back up to the sky, it seemed as if the stars were forming a circle, moving at hyper speed. He figured it was just illusion from his long walk as he laid his back against the ground he began to have flash backs of being with his parents. Training to be the best of the best. Hopefully all of his training would pay off soon. In his monk practice he learned how to do the art of fighting without fighting. He could knock someone a mile away without even making contact. Boom! He leaped up from his camp base. He jumped to see a large space shuttle on fire inside a deep hole in the ground.
He hid deep into the top of the trees. Leaping from branch to branch like a monkey, as he got to the tree closest to the space shuttle he stayed put. He analyzed the environment. He watched as a group of inter galactic beings opened a hatch on the top of the shuttle and exited the airship. They seemed to be deformed beast. He had heard of these before they were known as aliens. His mom made him promise to kill an alien every time he saw one. But she also mentioned to make sure you are in a group of at least a dozen to challenge one alien, there powers are divine. There were two who exited the ship. They looked around the forest as if they were looking for something special. No that wasn't it. They were lost!
The beast began to move toward his location. He leapt out of the tree and landed right behind him. But they did not detect him, for he was the master of stealth. As he continued to follow behind them, he drew his sword. It was not a normal sword at all. But it was a light saber he pick pocketed from AJ. AS he pressed the device the large laser extended itself about three feet. He quickly dived for the alien on the left. When he found himself between the alien's legs. The laser just phased through as if it wasn't working. Dam they were powerful! He rolled out of the way, he could see that the beast were chuckling at him. Did they take him as a joke? That was a big mistake.
He began to hold his hands close to each other doing a various amount of movements. Fire began to form at both of his palms. As he continued this strategy. A large ball of fire formed. He launched the fire at the weird beast with a forceful push. As the fireball impacted the beast it began to burn to the ashes. The other beast began to run around as if he was on drugs. The beast gripped its claws into a tree before launching it at him He quickly retrieved his light saber as he split the fast coming tree in half. Straight down the middle. He then put the sword in its original place. He began to do what he did when he formed the fire blast but this time he was forming ice. He shot the long line of ice at the beast. The beast was quickly frozen. With no time to spare, Ruin quickly launched his body into the air. He could not be seen from the surface of the earth. As he came down his body was flaming with fire from his exotic speed. He held a katana in hand as he fell down. Before reaching the ground the Katana shattered the iced the now formed the beast.
As his feet impacted the ground it formed a large hole. This hole was larger than the one that was created by the space shuttle. It was ten times as large. He then exited the scene in a dramatic way. As he did so he came across many different animals that he had to kill in self-defense. As he came unto a large hill he could hear cars flying around behind the hill. That mean he was closer to the city. As he moved up the hill he saw cars swarming the streets. He took a few steps back and than ran forward and leaped into the air. He could feel his matrix agility kicking. It was as if he was flying through the air in slow monition. As he flew over the many cars. Well glided is what it was more like, he came to a stop.
When he landed smoke clogged the area. He waved his hands through the air in attempt to cleanse the oxygen. He looked up at a large sign to find out where he was. The name of the place was Nine Lives Coffeshop. He entered the building. He did not ask for a drink, he just took his seat. He reached into his black leather pants and pulled out a small, glass flask. In it was a orange liquid that looked like lava, and it seemed to be boiling. Ruin quickly swallowed down the liquid. He always wanted to live up to the legend. Not only was his skin very tough, but his digestive system was even stronger. He was immune to diseases.
He looked around at many of AJ's friend. He knew they had his back and for that reason this was the wrong place to be. He rose from his seat and exited the building. As he walked out he could feel the rain pounding against his head. He decided to make a stop at the local library there was something he needed to look up. As he entered he dashed to the first computer he saw. He selected the Internet icon and began typing. In the selection he put "Cajun". As he did many articles on the comic vine president appeared on the screen. All of the articles said the same thing. And that was Cajun-meant violence.
He then entered a search for the famous Renegade Lantern. There were not any results, he tried re-spelling it. Nothing worked. He banged his fist against the computer desk gently, but still enough to catch the others attention. This must meant the story of his return was true. The lantern was back and he was powerful enough to delete himself from history. When AJ was at WAL HQ he heard him speaking of a word that was called genesis. He typed in the word, as the computer shut down. Was this done by genesis, did it also have some history of power. He hen exited the building so fast that the chair was left spinning.
Ruin returned to his one and only home. His dojo. As he entered the lights automatically cut on. He pressed a red button next to the light switch as a section of the floor began rise. A pair of stairs could be seen. He walked straight down the stairs. This is where he made all of his potions and weaponry. He had constructed better material then the famous Tony Stark. As he walked into the large lab/arsenal he looked around. Some flasks with different liquids in them were already boiling. All of the filled flasks were over different little miniature candles. He walked over and grabbed a flask with a purple liquid he mixed it in with a red potion.
A rainbow seemed to be a result of the mixture. A smile crept into Ruin's face. This was obviously what he wanted to happen. Poured a small drop of the liquid into his mouth. His knuckles began to glow with a red aura. His eyes were pure light. He could feel his power level rising devastatingly. This was well over what he had expected. He inserted the flask into his small pouch on his inner thigh. He then began to equip himself with his best equipment. He knew this would be an high advantage on his fight against anyone. He then went back up the flight of stairs. Pressing the button once again as the room went to normal. In the middle of the floor there was a large rug with the martial art symbol on it. He moved toward the rug in sat down on the symbol. He folded his legs in meditation form.
He had learned this type of meditation from his father. This meditation was most different then other for the powers that it granted. He began to think of all the past exotic events. The Civil War, Renegade Lantern's return, Alien encounter, he had just about seen it all. Well…. that's what he thought. But actually he was a long way from seeing it all. Flashbacks of AJ decapitating his mom, his father being kidnapped. AJ's face began to flash in front of Ruin's eyes back and forth. Then something seemed to yell in his mind. "Kill the Florian! Kill kid Lebeau!" What could it mean? The vision appeared like an irritating insect. Rage began to boil at an even higher extent than before. As Ruin finally opened his eyes he could see that everything inside the dojo floated in the air. This new power was somewhat telekinetic with a mix of Telepathy. As he stood everything feel down instantly into its original place. He then exited the dojo.
I am the Vile Executioner and there is no creature in hell or heaven that will take that from me!
He yelled his words to the high skies as if he was yelling at the gods themselves. He may have been cocky but he could back up every word he said. On this day he had formed a new rivalry with most of the people on the vine. And if anyone even attempted to stop him he would execute the perfect fatality.
He had returned to the streets of the vine. Everything seemed calm but it was too calm. He was starting to get some bad vibes. He settled himself a nice hotel called the Hilton. He felt freer than ever. There had been this woman he had been speaking with, her voice seemed to soothe his every problem. He still had not known the woman name and was yet to tell her of his feelings. For he knew that he could possibly put her in danger, and he wasn't about to take that risk. He had seen her multiple times in the nine lives coffee shop. He now sat in his room in his nice comfortable bed. The neighbors were making so much noise he could have killed them for it. Instead he decided he was going to report it to the manager. But then he remembered he liked to lay low. He didn't ever speak to anyone.
Well there was one place he could go instead of being in this loud environment. The roof! He rose out of is bed and equipped himself with all his weapons. If there was one thing he never did it was fail to be prepared. He equipped himself with his best gear, and make his way to he roof. As he went up many flights of stairs he found himself opening a large hatch to the roof. He stood up as the cool breeze ran through his back. The sites of the city were more beautiful than he ever thought. He found himself quickly dozing off. As he awoke it was dark. He began to panic he made sure he still had all his gear. He did. Phew. Anyone could have robbed him while he had been asleep if he wasn't too careful.
As he looked up to the sky the moon shined brightly and the stars glowed. But there was a large bright light appearing. His eyes had to adjust before clearly seeing it. It was an aircraft. A huge one, nothing like the other one he had saw before. He knew that the other one he had saw was known for it's traveling but they were thieves. But these new aircrafts he had never seen before. As if they were from another galaxy. He drew one of his light sabers and extended the laser. He watched as more ships came. Then objects flew out of the ships. He gazed deep as the objects, they were some type of weird aliens just as he thought.
Comic Vine was known for its wide attraction but never anything like this. The streets of the vine were clogged with many different species. But this was different; these species seemed more of a vicious army, than lost tourist. He watched as the world began to become corrupted. Buildings crushed, houses burned, civilians enslaved. He watched for hours to wait till it was his turn. Before he knew several creatures landed in front of him. He held his light saber tight. At first he did not attempt to even move. He just sat and waited. He heard many odd groans, then he could hear the foot steps approaching him. With a swift motion he stood and spun in a 360 motion as his light saber decapitated one of the beast.
The other used his sword to bang the light saber's handle out of Ruin's hand. Ruin dropped the light saber to the ground. He could hear a beast beginning to attack. With a quick 180 with his hand he grabbed the beast sword, which was aimed at his skull. He used the momentum from the swords blow to throw a crucial fist against the beast's jaw but in result he was the one hurt. He then grabbed the beast from behind and grabbed both his bottom and top gums and began to rip the top of the mans head from the bottom. This was his force and power absorption. It went in one hand and came out the other. As he did so he grabbed the sword from the now dead beast and launched it at the last beast on the roof. This sent the beast flying down and crashing to the ground headfirst.
He then sat back down. He had to get out of there quick as he saw that unfortunately the beast began to move and there body began to quickly fix itself. Dam! Somehow these beast could regenerate their cells quickly. He needed to know what was going and quick. First he needed somewhere to hideout. There was only one place he could possibly think about going. His Dojo, but he knew they would evade it soon so he didn't want to run into trouble. There was one other place he could go to. It was beneath the streets of the vine. It was a communication and technical labs his mother used to get paid from. Her life as a mercenary was born at this organization underground. He knew that he could reach any survivors with equipment there. He remembered there was only one way in. The business was shutdown long before Ajnin murdered his mother. Hi mother gave him the key and told him if he was ever in need of help to use the key. And she also told him the place to go. Every since then he wore the key around his very neck.
He moved to the coordinates. When he found the location there was a mail bow. He reached under the mailbox and pulled on a device attached to many cords. He inserted and twisted the key when it was inside. As he did the mailbox flipped back as a hatch in the ground opened. He grabbed onto a ladder handle before closing the hatch. As he did he began to climb down the ladder. There was no way he could possibly get lost, because there was a narrow wall, with a one dead end to the south. So he moved forward, it seemed like the narrowness began to widen. He ran his hands across the wall in search of a light switch. Instead he found a large red button. He slammed his fist against it.
As he did lights came on everywhere brightening up the large room. The many machines also cut on. He found different types of weapons were posted against the long walls. Swords, axes, guns, everything. He examined the devices several times as he analyzed his surrounding. He sat in the spinning chair and began to flick on buttons. If there was anything he learned from Tony Stark's technician class it was to flip on every switch. And don't touch red buttons. He flipped on the switches as saw a small microphone. He grabbed the microphone and rose up the volume. He knew this was only for really important situations. And this was really important! He pressed the yellow button on the microphone. He knew that there was speaker spread all over the world that would broadcast this spokesperson. But before he released the message he needed to do something that would stop him from being heard by the invaders. And with this type of equipment it was possible. See the thing about Comic Vine City was that nothing was natural. Bricks, floors, cement, walls, soil, it was all just a man made microchip. Everything contained microchips. He programmed the machine only o be heard by species who have been detected by the microchips before this day.
If there are any survivors, please evacuate all buildings and homes. We have unknown intruders in our city. And I am trying to do everything in my power to end this invasion. But that will not be possible without your help. Once I have given you the coordinates look at the closest mailbox and lift it up and precede down the ladder. The coordinates are 96 degrees latitude and 40 degrees longitude."
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It seems so long ago, that time when I once believed.
I'd been ready to face my enemies of all kinds, be it my own kin or ancient entities in mortal combat that day, prepared to fight and perhaps die for those innocents, people I didn't know and never will. But I, Badou the Hedatary, found something there that I did not expect, something that no verse of the demon arts or lesson of the spiritual arts could prepare me for.
I am, or rather was, a soldier of the ancient Neolithic city, or general, if you like the more common name attached to the once greatest army, and am a servant to and believer in the strength of the Gods of the Stars. I trained first as a warrior, a man of spiritual yet deadly, learning to read the blade of spirits and send spirits to the other world, but I displayed unusual physical skill in my training to kill all that was my opponent and, at the behest of several older warriors, I began my service as a true elitist.
For several years after I left the acadamy, I'd hunted the marauding jungle beasts that plagued the outer villages as a missionary, such as the tiny, needle-toothed imps that lust for human flesh. I also spent some time policing lessor demons. I was content then, if only out of ignorance, but these are all memories of a time long past and lost forever, almost as if that life belonged to another, one who died and whose place on this poor earth was filled by me. My tale is that of an event much more recent, and therefore all the more horrifying.
A week later, I was joined a mercenary of the Assassin Guild in the great port of Mongolia, keeping order in the streets, when I received the message that would forever change my life. The note, delivered in the midst of a torrential rain typical of the spring by a breathless, soaking squire, said simply that the High Council had heard disturbing reports from the jungle settlements along the great river of So'harn Lake, and that I was to investigate and defeat any evil I found there.
I always did enjoy the rain; the clear, heavenly water seemed to wash away the corruption and filth, both physical and spiritual that seems to be second nature to cities and other collections of filth. I suppose its refreshing presence had something to do with the way I read the words that stained the tattered parchment without truly comprehending their meaning; after seeing the guild, I merely indicated my acceptance of the Council's commands to the messenger, who had taken shelter under the rickety awning of a nearby fruit stand, earning a strident reproach from the merchant.
Maybe I'd wanted some time away from the city as well, since the drudgery of haunting the streets at all hours, watching for thieves plying their trade among crowds of drunken sailors and awed jungle dwellers, or for smugglers running furtively across the wooden walkways of the docks with their loads of illegal herbs and other idols, wore on my patience. Regardless, I prepared some supplies with measured haste, sharpened my deadly sword and dangers and set off into the hungry forest the next day, still ignorant of the true meaning lurking behind the hurried scrawl on the paper.
I soon came upon the clearing where the village was located; a circular patch of land cut clear by the jungle dwellers to serve as their home, and sighed with relief as the first of the thatch-roofed huts came into view. I slowed my pace and began to lower my sword, so as not to present an aggressive appearance to the innocent, and then stopped suddenly; something seemed wrong about the village. I didn't hear any voices or anyone moving about in the huts ahead of me, although I saw a lot of smoke, probably from the cooking fires. I didn't even notice that no sound was coming from the birds or the crawling critters who make there home inside there trees.
Then it came to me: blood. I smelt blood in the air, and burning flesh, fouling the wet air laden with the scent of plants and rot, and my sword swung back up into a guard position by reflex as I began to look around again, completely alert. Seeing no enemy yet, I invoked the name of God of Death to imbue my blows with holy power, chanted a quick prayer to the avatars of warriors and the saint of war, and then charged into the clearing.
Almost from the start, my mission began to change; like some magic beast, it constantly shifted forms, finally settling on the incredible sights. Barely hours after I had left the docks, another messenger reached me, a man clad in an unusually spiky black suit of armor studded with long skull like spikes, this time with orders to go instead to another village merely a few hours away, and serve as a temporary guardian for the frightened inhabitants.
This new command began to alarm me somewhat; I knew the Knight of the guild assigned to that region, and I had just received a letter from him several days previously, written in his flowing, princely script, detailing some of the concerns brought to his attention by the villagers. None of the stories he related gave the slightest hint that the laity there was in anything close to a state of panic, and I doubted that he needed help solving the odd property dispute. I began to question the man; what was wrong in the village? Where was the protector assigned to the area; should not one warrior be sufficient to deal with some jungle creature or ragtag bandit?
He seemed suddenly angry by my barrage of questions, refusing to offer any answers other than that the townspeople feared some sort of animal in the forest. When I persisted, asking what manner of threat demanded the services of a second soldier, he drew himself up, puffing his chest out like a proud rooster who does not know that he is destined for the soup pot tomorrow, and proclaimed that any more questioning of the Council's decrees constituted faithlessness.
I quieted at this, though I remained wary; something about the messenger and the message itself had strongly reminded me of the way Evil blinds and manipulates unwitting Knights who seek only to follow orders. Too many of his words were designed to flatter and please, with not enough wisdom to prepare me for what might lie ahead.
The rain began falling harder, if such a thing could be possible without the intervention of the divine, as the messenger faded back into the deep mists of the forest, wispy vapours that smelled of earth and rot and life. Perhaps the stronger rains were indeed a gift from the Storm God; they took my mind away from the filth and lies of that would-be warrior. Then, I felt that it would be a black day for the world if ones such as he were ever made Paladins; now, I fear that the state of Order in this world could hardly be worse.
As I walked along the pathways leading into the darkness of the deep forest, the tapping of the falling water against my armour rose to a crescendo as the clouds loosed more tears, the pure liquid seeping through the joints of the steel plates to the leather padding beneath. Although I did enjoy the blessed coolness of the rain, more water ran over the sodden ground and pooled in the crude dirt path, making my journey slow. The mud grasped onto my greaves as I walked, almost as if the earth itself was trying to hold me back. Every now and then, my foot would end up on a particularly sticky patch, and I would have to pull hard against the muck, which held on with the desperate strength of a drowning man, before I came free with a wet popping sound, spraying globes of gooey mud. Once or twice, I fell into the soupy mess, struggling to rise against the pull of the earth. After the second time, I gave thanks to the spirits for stripping me of my vanity; I was such a mess that even a common peasant, who lives among his land and is almost one with it, would have reacted with disgust had he been in my state.
After following the directions of the messenger for about an hour, I sensed that I was near to my destination; the shrill calls of the monkeys in the trees no longer rang out, and there seemed to be fewer birds and other animals moving in the depths of the forest. As I neared the village, which I could see by the light of several torches placed outside, I realized with some displeasure that there was a tributary of the great river separating my position from the main portal in the crude stone walls, and that there was only a pair of tree trunks lashed together by vines to serve as a bridge.
I eyed them apprehensively for a minute, then gazed towards the silhouettes of the huts and the low stone wall, took a breath and began to cross. You're not going to let some river stop you from carrying out the Council's command, I admonished myself. Have some courage; there are always obstacles to the way of the warrior. I was halfway across the rickety contraption, lost in my ruminations on faith and courage, when the wood beneath me inexplicably rotated and sent me flying into the river with a loud splash.
The village was in ruins; the mostly untouched hut I saw from the outside of the clearing was the only structure left standing. All that remained of the others were piles of blackened wood and grass, with shards of pottery and metal and scraps of flesh scattered across them like some vile hellspawn's twisted mockery of a twisted garden. This dreadful spectacle, however, was nothing next to the awful monument to the Three that stood in the center of the ruins; a shoulder-high pile of innocent corpses, burning furiously, casting a greasy, smoky pall over the wreckage, and filling my nose with the horrid stench of Hell's delicacy. I stood there, astounded at the barbarous cruelty of the minions of darkness; I had heard tales of their blasphemous creations, but no second-hand account could have prepared me for the horror I saw here, the visceral disgust and stunned amazement of seeing the destruction of so many innocents. I stared for the longest time, unaware of all around me save the hellish pyre, and then sank to my knees, choking back sobs and anger
I'm not too proud to admit that I was shaken beyond words, and that I cried for the villagers, for souls I had failed and never would know. I could have dealt with that, though, could have moved on, continued serving the Council and the spirits as I did before; as horrible as that was, it was not why I am here now, sitting on a crate in the old, disreputable part of the docks, pondering my fate with, for the first time in my life, no guiding teachers to show me the way.
I rose to the surface seconds later, gasping for breath, more out of shock than actual need for air. The river wasn't much colder than the rain, and I'd been soaked through already, so there was little to distract me from the task of staying afloat as I looked around hastily. I was caught up in a strong current of water, bobbing along like a piece of wood, almost helpless in the grip of the current, stronger than a miser's hand on his purse. My vision was largely clouded by the spray of the river combined with the curtain of falling rain, but I noted unhappily that the flow of the water was taking me away from the village, towards the mighty Gen'tek forest itself, and that a good portion of my supply pouches had been lost in the fall.
I have no idea how long I spent in those swift waters, beating my way across the current towards the shore. Several times my strength began to flag and the weight of my armour dragged me below the surface, but by the grace of some unknown strength, I managed to surge back up and keep fighting my way through the river. When my arms could no longer propel my battered body through the rushing tide, I said a prayer to the God of war, took a breath, and then dropped beneath the churning, cloudy froth, resting for precious seconds before erupting back out, spraying and spitting water.
With all my efforts focused on breathing and moving out of the current, I would have been an easy mark for any river beast; I count myself blessed, or perhaps cursed, that I did not encounter a school of the hungry little fish-demons that tear apart anything foolish enough to swim, or one of the deadly watchers, the snakelike beings that seem to infest every pool and stream. I suppose removing some of my armour would have made my going easier, but I did not want to sacrifice my implements of war to the river, for I believed that I would need them once I got out and returned to the village. Little did I know that they would be no protection against the final sights of my journey.
Finally, as the shadows of the trees grew into a forest of darkness with the setting of the sun, shrouded by a blanket of grey cloud, I struggled into the shallows of the river and stumbled out onto the bank, managing to gasp out a thanks to the War God for my survival before collapsing. I was exhausted, more so than I had believed possible. Nothing I had ever done had left me this drained, not even the rigors of warrior training. I rested there, shivering violently, for what seemed like an eternity, my helmeted head against the soft grass and dirt, my greaves sinking slowly in the wet mud of the riverbank. Then, after I had regained a degree of mastery over my aching, weary muscles, I called upon an arch-angel of hope to watch over me in my weakness, and fell into a deep, blessed sleep.
After I awoke feeling sore but renewed, I moved my head from side to side and listened to the bone complain in sharp, snapping outbursts as I tried to discern just where I had ended up after escaping the bitter grasp of the river, squinting in the morning light as it pierced the clouds. Upon seeing the width of the river from which I had so recently emerged, I judged, with great surprise, that I had been swept by the force of the tributary into the flow of the Gen'tek forest itself, and I had apparently managed to traverse the raging current of water without drowning. I gave thanks to the Warrior God once more, awestruck at the strength of human determination and will. No one I knew, not even the great lords of the Council in their prime, had ever succeeded in crossing the hungry river without a sturdy boat and yet, he managed to do it. Perhaps the God of the Stars were truly watching over him yet….he found something within him that is beyond anything he can comprehend. Something dark….
That was when I heard something within my earshot. It registered to me that the sound was of something terrible and large. I quickly turned around and came face to face against a monster of monstrous size. It's foul breath could be felt even twelve feet away. Muscles under that flabby stomach could be seen as something as powerful. It's tusk jutting upwards from under its mouth, yellow and broken. It's large club the size of a tree trunk was held with it's right hand like a I would hold a light sword.
I felt a chill creep down my spine. Cold, wet and hungry, loosing my sword within the depths of it's sea, I felt the quickening of my heart beat. The pit in my stomach rumbled like uncontrollable animals pounding from within when I realized that the troll was smiling. It lifted it's large club ever so slowly and with a growl, the club went down on me like a thunderous hammer….
Darkness, unadulterated darkness that ate away at the light with feverous vulture upon a dead creature. Badou opened his eyes, eyes glittering within his empty tower, eyes that ate away at the light. Fowl and madness run through them as he felt his memories when he was once a human. It has been over two thousand years since he was a human and still he cannot get rid of his past. Yet, he was wise enough to accept his past as a human to move on and learn from his experience.
Getting up from his throne, he disappeared through a portal he opened from using magical energies. His own teleporting powers are useless and used more on battling his enemies then teleporting. A magical portal serves him well enough in getting him where he needs to go.
And it was time he felt the need of chaos reign under the human world with his own hands rather than manipulation. It was high time he felt Badou felt the thrill of battle once again. However he was here for another reason. Since his eternal life and most of his power was gone, he needed to use a ritual to become a God Demon once more. And in order to do that, he needed to kill and collect at least a million souls. And with all the sentient beings that die by Badou or En'Mos are automatically collected within the Soul crystal.
Stepping into the city, his ebony skin shined under the sunlight. His armour felt light and comfortable. And with a smile he bent over to look at the ants that crawl down the streets from high atop the building he was standing upon. With nothing more than telepathic thought, Badou called his pet En'Mos' to battle. And seconds later a large portal opened up. A growl so violent and so terrible, the many birds and other small creatures dropped like stones…dead. Glass from every store and every building shattered. Its large head bobbed from the portal, its entire serpentine like body was seemingly so large it was unimaginable for any human to comprehend.
Badou the Hedatary smiled as the large King of all dragons opened its mouth, gathering energy for the fiery blast that it will unleash like raging inferno upon the city. With every gathering energy, its very essence of the fire was melting nearby concrete, windows and human flesh.The people panicked and fled the scene as if hell it self was upon them…and indeed it was as the great dragon released its magical flames seconds later. It was pure chaos, the city tore apart asunder. Flames of magical hell made it's mark upon earth, leaving it's signature for all to see. Smoke and flames, flesh burned to ashes, lava formed from every melted building.He instantly willed his dragon back to his city once again, to protect it while he deals in overseeing the hundreds of souls are being collected as it should be. Badou took out a small white crystal that acts like a portal, a portal that attracts all the souls from the freshly dead and transports it to the "Soul Crystal".
long ass post about nothing!!!!!!!!'
write to your hearts content dont get into writing so much that you forget you have to beat me
Ohhhhh I already have 2 plans to take you out,when i'm finished with you......you wont even be a gene
Ohhhhh I already have 2 plans to take you out,when i'm finished with you......you wont even be a gene
Not everything,
"Not everything,"yea your right, but some people like to set a story before Going into battle to make more things interesting, if you go straight into battle its kinda boring, youre different though, if you set something funny or interesting before the battle it makes things more fun
Yeh HED'S POST WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER had he some how introduced how me and him came into conflict,Then again who am i you guys are my masters lol
"Yeh HED'S POST WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER had he some how introduced how me and him came into conflict,Then again who am i you guys are my masters lol"lol don't worry about that. The first part actually is part of the story seeing as i needed it for later on in battle lol. I'm not gonna give up too much of anything but anyway, my character never met you so it doesn't matter to me lol
"Yeh HED'S POST WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER had he some how introduced how me and him came into conflict,Then again who am i you guys are my masters lol"Im just a Veteran assassin that likes green tea lolz im know ones master , but yea i see what your coming from(if your sha)
Yeah i'm sha
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me neither
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"acer has 58Jesus wtf too much accounts man , you guys get bored with your characters or something?
i might hold the recored for battle rpg's i've only been here for 6 months and i have over 100"
damn you had more battles then me, prolly 3 times more, and ive been on for 8 months
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"long ass post about nothing!!!!!!!!'
i was agreing to wu u said
"overhead, lightning split the sky. its striking hue leaving an almost jagged blue mark against the darkening cloud of night. the wind was picking up, it almost seemed there was a storm coming. maybe more than just a storm. hell on earth, literally. she looked across the parched ground of Asgard where he stood, his sword at the ready, his red eyes narrowing as if to burn a hole straight through her. for a fraction of a second, neither dared move. the experience of the Dark Lord told him to wait, to let her make the first move. aided by the Mind Gem, her mind listened in upon his, gauging his intentions. she was full aware he would not move unless she didSeriously.....D@mn!
"Shall we stand here and stare one another down, Dark Lord? Or shall we fight?"he chuckled, and there was something so sinister about it that she raised an eyebrow slowly as though she couldn't comprehend the evil within him"I didn't come here to lose, girl. I hope you didn't come here thinking you would win."she was just a bit tired of his attitude, the constant boasting of his supremecy to her. she was aware she wasn't nearly as battle tested as him, but her courage and determination were something born, not learned. it was time he understood that"Then we FIGHT!"there was a sharp yell from her as the blue field engulfed her slender frame. she rose off the ground and in response to her movements, the Dark Lord countered, sending a flourishing set of blows with his sword. There was a clattering as blade met pure energy, both repelled back in the first stalemate of the battle. she lowered herself to the ground and she tossed her head, the movement sending waves of red blowing back off her shoulder and billowing in the wind a moment before settling back down along her back. she wasn't even breathing heavy, but she noted neither was he
"Face it woman, you aren't fit to wield the power of these gems. Hand them over to me and I might let you and your friends live!"her eyes narrowed, blue flame flickering in the pupils, surrounded by the beautiful blue irises. she noticed the smirk he wore and in an unaccustomed rush of anger, she silently wished she could crush that side of his face and wipe it right away. if she gave in now, all hope would be lost. her friends needed her. Andy counted on her. there was no way she could fail"I may not be able to wield these gems with the cruel and iron fist like YOU might, Rayne, but I WILL NEVER GIVE UP!! I won't let you stain this world with your EVIL deeds! If that means that I must fall here in order to stop you then SO BE IT!"
she again unleashed an impressive wave of her telekinesis. this time, they manifested themselves in blue discs, each one hurling at the Dark Lord Rayne at remarkable speed. he was able to deflect some, but the ones that landed had him skidding across the Asgardian plain, his boots kicking up dirt and a haze of dust that lingered around him. he took in a few deep breaths and readied himself for another volley, defensively protecting himself with his blade raised"Very well, AS YOU WISH!!!"his cry was heard before she actually saw him. the breeze swept across the battlefield, blowing the dust away to reveal him.... angry.... anxious. again, the two traded massive blows against one another, him unleasing a second fury of kicks and well timed slashes and strikes with his sword. she countered with the discs and with the telekinetic shielding. suddenly, the shrewd warrior unleashed a blast of green energy from his Soul Gem and it sent her skidding backward as she struggled to maintain her shield. she could sense the Soul Gem's powers and she knew... from somewhere in side the wielder of that gem was most dangerous. to have it in true evil's hands could only spell disaster for all!
with another surge of energy, the Gem's power broke through her shielding and she was sent hurling through the air, toward the massive stone towers of the Asgardian Castle. she let out a scream as her small body hit the tower, full force, and virtually sheared the top of it off. as she fell and hit the ground with a sickening thud, it began to rain debris onto her fallen body. massive chunks of stone and brick all piled on top of her from the destroyed towers of Asgard. and suddenly, everything was still. everything was silent. it were as though the light..... the hope had been extinguished. from all around her, even as they battled, her teammates screamed and cried out in horror as their guiding light lay extinguished... perhaps forever. The Dark Lord stood his ground, admiring his handywork. he'd warned the girl.... he'd told her that there would be no mercy. she'd felt the full force of his will and his evil
beneath the pile of rubble, the girl lay still. those beautiful blue eyes closed, that angelic face marred with scratches and smudges of dirt. her tiny body bruised and battered by the load she now found herself having to bear. in her mind, images of all she loved flashed slowly by, she heard their words, she saw their smiles, and she felt their love. slowly, the fire that burned from within her reignited with a passion.... its intensity was stronger than it had ever been. she had to break free. she had to stand tall. she HAD to win. quietly, there came a rustling from beneath the pile of debris. small pieces began to roll down the larger pieces and all of a sudden, with a light so brilliantly blinding, she burst forth... hurling the massive chunks of stone and brick in all directions around her. she shot up into the sky, the blue light shining all around her, like a phoenix rising from the ashes of its death. she had been reborn
as she hovered over the battlefield, looking down into the faces of those she loved, she thought about the misdeeds. she thought about the atrocities committed in this world, by those very people who in her world she loved like family. her very own husband, turned bitter and evil by his hatred.... only to be slain in front of her by someone even more twisted and evil. she swallowed, hard and as one single tear slipped from her crystal blue eyes, it left a stain... a track.... down that beautiful cheek now covered in dirt. she wept for what had been done. she wept for all she could not stop. she wept for all of those who never knew hope or never knew the feeling of being surrounded by the light of love. she thought of Andy, who'd given his life in order so that she might have a chance to set things right for the people of this world. they deserved a chance... they deserved to know hope
below her, Rayne was stunned to see her still alive. he gritted his teeth and growled, knowing that so long as she possessed the Power Gem, her physical strength and ability to take punishment was going to be upped immensely. that had been his best chance! Damn the woman and damn those gems!"Aww you poor thing, don't tell me you've gone and become upset on me, this is only the beginning!!"his voice rose up to her on the swirls of wind, taunting.. teasing her. it was all a part of his plan. he'd seen her cry, he knew she was waivering. he knew she was beginning to lose hope. but that's where her factored wrong. that's where he underestimated her. for she wasn't simply Lexi Summers. she was that and so much more. she was the Dragon of Light. as Rayne darted up to her in a flash, making himself nothing more than a blur, he stopped just short of her and unleashed his energy blasts, powerful enough to destroy anything in its path! when the dust settled, he saw her. and what he saw chilled him to his very evil soul
surrounded by a ball of telekinetic energy, the normally blue hue was infused with the red glow of the Power Gem. the ball was now purple, with flickers of lightning shooting off in various directions. her hair was billowing wildly behind her, small strands crossing in front of her eyes, those once crystal blue eyes that were so beautiful and soothing were now narrowed and glowing and almost sinister purple that matched the TK field. she simply floated over to him and held out one of her arms, her hand open"You know Rayne, you're right. This is only the beginning!! And you will SUFFER!!"as she spoke, it were as though her voice had taken on this etherial quality. it wasn't her usual almost sweet tone. it was something larger.. something darker. and for the first time, she sensed true fear within Rayne and she grinned, almost ferally at him. as the hand closed, Rayne felt a hand closing around his neck, cutting off his air. she slowly began to squeeze.... harder....and harder...... as if it were completely effortless for her. her eyes never changed. there wasn't a flicker of remorse. there wasn't a hint of mercy. she just kept squeezing, watching as his eyes began to roll back in his head, watching as his skin began to turn a slight hint of blue
"Let...GO....of me...."there came a sputter and a cough as he was struggling to breathe and speak...."You wretched.....WOMAN!!"there came another almost feral grin as she began to laugh, the sick sound of it echoing across the battleground, chilling"As YOU wish!! But first, let's have a look at those precious stones of yours!"with her other arm extended, her palm held flat, she simply looked at the gems. they slipped from Rayne's grip and floated over to her, landing in her palm soundlessly. she curled her slender fingers around them and licked her lips slowly before she smiled once more"Oh look! Aren't they pretty? And see how much they love being back with their little brothers? All one big, happy family now. Aren't we, precious ones?"she addressed the gems as though they were living, breathing beings.. and the loving, almost nurturing tone she took with them was simply sickening"What's that my precious ones?"she leaned down, turning her head as if to listen to them"Mmmhmm, you are exactly right. I think we really haven't taught this insect enough of a lesson quite yet. No worries, my dears. I shall remedy that right now."as she released all six gems, the encircled her head like some almost demented halo, their glows all casting some sickening hue onto her pale, soft skin. she made a light tsk'ing noise with her tongue as she held out her hand toward Rayne's head and she smiled"It's time for you to die now. I'm bored with you."and with a furious blast of telekinesis, she slammed him upside of his head brutally. as he fell, screaming, she hovered with her arms crossed, laughing. he hit the ground of the city with a painful, earthshattering thud, causing a body sized crater in the earth before he began to tumble, like a rag doll, being blown by the wind. he lay there on his back a good while before he pulled himself to his feet, his body bloody and broken. he just looked up at her and he dropped to one knee. he lowered his head to her, defeated. he knew that she was truly a goddess. she was the most powerful being in all the world and he bowed down to her as if to worship her
"So it seems, I am not the destined one to rule this universe. Look at you, heroine, look at what you've become! You are no better than me. Nor will you ever be!! You are destined for darkness!! It is the fate of all who possess those gems! Accept it!"
up above, she hovered. she listened to him and she grew tired of his contrite drivel. she allowed herself to lower just enough to where she was eye level with the man before she finished what she began"No. Indeed you are not destined to rule the universe. I don't believe you need worry about my fate, worthless mortal. I believe you need to worry about yours."she pressed her index finger to his forehead and he screamed out in horror. she sent a massive psy bolt straight into his brain, effectively curing him of his nasty little problem with back talk"When you learn how to eat and speak and function again Rayne dear, perhaps you'll remember to respect your superiors. Especially female superiors."she reached out and brushed a fingertip along his jaw and smiled before leaning down and brushing a kiss across his forehead"You'd make such a fun pet. I almost hate to destroy you. Perhaps I'll just keep you around for my amusement."with a sick little giggle, she floated up and away from him as a few of her teammates began hurrying over to the fallen Dark Lord. from her view above, she noticed she didn't see her husband. where could he have been? she began to scan the battlefield while reaching out with her massive mental abilities, touching them all
"Where is Andy? Where is my husband?"her voice echoed in their heads, leaving them gripping the sides of their heads in pain"Tell me NOW!!! Where IS he!"she swooped down and landed, shaking the ground as she did. she looked frantically all through the city as she ran through it, her red hair trailing behind her"ANDY!!!"tears were welling up in her eyes and for a moment, the goddess lost her edge, became a human being again"Andy where are you? I need you! Just call out.. anything!"but only silence greeted her plea. she kept running throughout the guilded city of Asgard, looking for him. searching and praying that when she found him, he'd be safe. coming upon the site of where Rayne had thrown her into the towers, she stopped and just stared at the piles of rubble. suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a swatch of red and blue cloth. her heart dropping to her chest, she immediately tossed the debris aside without a thought and ran over. as she came upon his broken form, she screamed"NOOOOOOO"the whole earth seemed to shake as she unleashed the power of her angst within that scream"Oh god no!!! What have I done? What have I DONE!!!!"as she fell to her knees beside his battered body, she put her head in her hands and she weeped scalding hot tears. lowering herself to his chest, she sobbed against it, her hair spilling over his body, caressing it lovingly for a final time"I.. I killed him. He's gone and it's all my fault!"she choked out through the sobs"Andy I'm sorry! Oh god I am so sorry!! I love you.. I love you so much!"she continued her near hysterical grieving over his mangled body, crushed to death by her own hand. by her own power. it had taken over. the lust... the greed.. that need to be the most powerful and to take revenge upon someone who hurt others had cost her her husband's life
the others didn't dare approach her. they all stood back, in shock of what they were all seeing and after an undetermined amount of time... she stood slowly"These.. aren't meant to be held by one person. They corrupt even the most uncorruptable and I cannot ever let another innocent soul lose their life because of them."there was a brilliant flash of blue as she again shot up into the sky and with every ounce of power she had, she flung 5 of the gems to the ends of the earth. she floated the remaining gem down to where the Dragons assembled around the body of their fallen leader. its red hue glinted up at them as it dropped at their feet. a detached, almost hollow voice came from above"Allow Asgard to house this one. They shall protect it with their very lives, for they hold within them more honor than I. Do not follow me. Do not try to stop me. You no longer need me here. I've destroyed all your faith in me and it is time I go. Good bye my friends, my brothers."she streaked across the desert sky in a blaze of blue fire, heading for the portal home, her heart shattered, her hope lost, her humanity in question"


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Fabiano Maldonado has accused Rodrigo Nogueira of being āa liarā and says that the reason he split with the team is because āBig Nogā treated him unfairly in matters of business.
Maldonado recently left Team Nogueira - headquartered in Rio de Janeiro - to open his own academy in Sorocaba, SĆ£o Paulo. It seemed like merely a professional decision but Maldonado says there is more to it.
The outspoken light-heavyweight talked with Combate.com correspondent Raphael Marinho and said that the end of the relationship, which started in 2004, was because he had been refused the right to open a Team Nogueira franchise.
In a further twist, Maldonado claims that his attempts to open an official branch were denied even while fellow Team Nogueira member Rafael Feijao Cavalcante was running a gym in Sorocaba and had branded it Team Nogueira without permission.
āI told Rogerio [Lil Nog] and Eric that I would start an academy but they pretended not to hear me. They would not let me use the name, but others used it for many years,ā he says.
āEverybody wants to use āTeam Nogueira.ā He let everybody use that name all over Brazil. They have nothing to say about people not being able to use the name. You take an academy in [a provincial backwater like] Belem do Para, the guy uses it and nobody tells him otherwise.
āAnything they say different from that is a lie. I tell in their faces. I even negotiated, saying āwell, there are people who used the brand already for more than two years. They told me I couldnāt and that the guys who used Team Nogueiraās name were hand-picked and that I wasnāt one of them.
āThey let guys use the name without paying, but not me. [Feijao] was three, four years using it for free, since 2009 Team Nogueiraās name is used in Sorocaba. I was speaking mainly with [Rogerio] Minotouro and Eric Lobao but they were pretending they werenāt understanding me. It would have been easier to tell the truth and say they let Feijao use it and wouldnāt be letting me use it.ā
Nogueira tells the story differently, saying that a one-year negotiation went nowhere. After this, says Nogueira, Maldonado left to form his own team. At that time, Team Nogueira decided to make Feijaoās branch in the same city an official offshoot of their team.
āMaldonado built his own academy, with another brand, with another name, opening a possibility for us to begin our own branch in the city [Sorocaba]. It was a situation which Feijao had interest, came in and made the deal. How could I say no to Feijao?ā says Big Nog.
āI missed him, when he left the professional team [in Rio], but this wasnāt about training, it was about the franchise gym. The branch over there is Rafael Feijaoāsā¦ I donāt participate much in the commercial side [of Team Nogueira]. I am completely from the technical part. In financial and commercial department I am nobody.
āMaldonado had an opportunity, brought people to make part of the franchise, but it was Feijao who concluded the deal and bought the franchise. It totally was the commercial aspect that dictated it. It was not something personal between Maldonado, Feijao and me, far from it. All commercial dealings donāt pass through me.ā
Confronted with Nogueiraās version, Maldonado shakes his head. āMinotauro [Big Nog] is lying,ā he says.
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Will King, Founder and CEO of the fast-growing King of Shaves brand gave a superb presentation to the National Conference for Economics Teachers in London last week. The business was founded in 1993 and sixteen years later King of Shaves is making significant in-roads into the market for male and female shaving and grooming products. The battle against Wilkinette is well and truly joined but - as with most entrepreneurial success stories - the challenge of establishing a foothold in an oligopolistic market dominated by two corporate giants has not been smooth.
The talk focused on the strategies adopted by King of Shaves to make the market for shaving products more contestable. Will King's team has been at the forefront of using social connection technologies such as Facebook, Blogs and Twitter as a way of marketing their products to specific audiences, notable younger shavers who are completely at home with web 2.0 technology.
The barriers to entry in this market are huge - it takes six years to launch a new razor and over 20,000 patents surround the razor blade product space.
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Key to breaking into markets and changing the nature of demand has been to challenge the pricing tactic of using razor handles as a loss-leader and then fleecing the consumer with monopolistic pricing for the replacement cartridges. The new Azor razor uses cutting edge technology (sorry!) but the price of cartridges is less than half of the rival brands. Gillette and Wilkinson Sword have responded through aggressive price discounting for the handles (they are on almost permanent promotion in the supermarkets) but they seem unable and unwilling to move from their core strategy of huge margins on the cartridges.
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ABSTRACT: To study the three-dimensional movement of internal tumor bed fiducial and breast skin markers, using 320-multislice computed tomography (CT); and to analyze intrafractional errors for breast cancer patients undergoing breast irradiation. This study examined 280 markers on the skin of the breast (200 markers) and on the primary tumor bed (80 markers) of 20 patients treated by external-beam photon radiotherapy. Motion assessment was analyzed in 41 respiratory phases during 20 s of cine CT in the radiotherapy position. To assess intrafractional errors resulting from respiratory motion, four-dimensional CT scans were acquired for 20 patients. Motion in the anterior-posterior (A/P) and superior-inferior (S/I) directions showed a strong correlation (|r| > 0.7) with the respiratory curve for most markers (79% and 70%, respectively). The average marker displacements between maximum and minimum value during 20 s for the 200 breast skin metal markers were 1.1 ± 0.3 mm, 2.1 ± 0.6 mm, and 1.6 ± 0.4 mm in the left-right, A/P, and S/I directions, respectively. For the 80 tumor bed clips, displacements were 0.9 ± 0.2 mm in left-right, 1.7 ± 0.5 mm in A/P, and 1.1 ± 0.3 mm in S/I. There was no significant difference in the motion between breast quadrant regions or between the primary site and the other regions. Motion in primary breast tumors was evaluated with 320-multislice CT. Very little change was detected during individual radiation treatment fractions.International journal of radiation oncology, biology, physics 03/2012; 84(2):331-5. DOI:10.1016/j.ijrobp.2011.12.030 · 4.18 Impact Factor
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Earth And Sky - Part 11Part 11 - Departures
A few days later Rainbow Dash and Soarin stood on the front terrace of the chromatic maned mare's old home, now officially transferred over to the newly transplanted stallion's ownership, looking the airborne structure over with a measure of satisfaction as the early rays of the sun played across its billowing clouds and columns.
The sky manor was looking much better from when they'd first arrived, with the wisps scraped off and the rainbow fountains showing a bit more of their old color. A weekend's work by several of Dash's old friends from the weather patrol, most of whom were rapidly becoming Soarin's new friends as well, had taken down those parts of the baroque structure that were too decrepit and consolidated the house into a very serviceable dwelling for a bachelor pegasus. Empty bags of cloudcrete mix lay in a pile waiting to be dropped off at the dump, and a few pieces of flat packed furniture shipped in from the Cloudsdale Skykea lay by the door r
Earth And Sky - Part 9Part 9 - ObsolescenceEarth And Sky - Part 93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Big Macintosh bounced lightly on the tips of his hooves, his deep, gentle voice coming out in a singsong rhythm to the giggling accompaniment of his son Bud, who sat perched on the massive stallion's broad back fluttering his tiny apple green wings. "This the way the ladies trot, so do we, so do we..."
He shifted his tempo to a more strident hop, which in turn caused the little orange maned foal to escalate from giggling to cackling. "Here comes a country colt, hobbledy gee, hobbledy gee!" He finished the rhyme with an emphatic bounce on his hooves.
The huge red stallion stopped and looked over his shoulder, blinking in consternation as he suddenly realized that Bud was no longer sitting on his back. He cast his panicked gaze around the barnyard of Sweet Apple Acres, looking over to Fluttershy, who sat on a rocking chair on the porch with Bud's twin sister Blossom cradled in her forelegs contentedly drinking from a bottle. The butter colored pegasus gave he
Earth And Sky - Part 12Part 12 - High NotesEarth And Sky - Part 123 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The new Royal Opera House was a tour de force of monumental Equestrian architecture, one of the most striking features of the Canterlot skyline. It rose over the domes and cupolas of the city, a row of concentric, horseshoe shaped arches with almost perfect acoustics anywhere within its cavernous interior.
Beyond the performance and appreciation of the finest pony music from ancient folk tunes to classical operas and symphonies to jazz and big band combos to rock and roll to the latest in cutting edge magilectronica and wubstep, the grand structure served a secondary purpose as a stage for the Equestrian elite to parade and perform for one another in their own esoteric dramas of social status and ostentation. For many of the creme of Canterlot culture, the show that went on among the marble pillars of the entry hall was the main event, while whatever lavish performance went on on the actual stage inside was merely the pretense for it.
Central to it all, as they wer
Earth And Sky - Part 10Part 10 - Home CookingEarth And Sky - Part 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rarity and Twilight's hushed but vivacious voices could be faintly heard coming from the parlor, spinning their tale of the development of the flight harness with the occasional question or outburst of soft, sandy voiced laughter from Rainbow Dash.
Meanwhile, the Apple sisters busied themselves washing up after dinner. The two mares worked in silence save for the clink of glasses and plates and the rattle of casserole pans under the gushing of the faucet and the soft rhythm of the scrub brush strapped to Applejack's hoof.
Presently, the freckled farm mare sent a sidelong glance to her younger sibling. "So... I couldn't help noticin' that y'all're more than a li'l bit taken with Pip."
Apple Bloom's cheeks went bright red and she avoided meeting her sister's gaze, becoming inordinately engaged in polishing the plate she held in her hooves. She let out a nervous laugh. "What... whatever'd give y'all that idea? He's just our test pony. Any interest in his parts... I
Earth And Sky - Part 6Part 6 - ArrivalsEarth And Sky - Part 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As the group of mares and their accompanying dragon made their way across the broad, cobblestone expanse of the town square, they began to take note of a steady stream of ponies converging on Sugarcube Corner with looks of excitement on their faces. The majority seemed to be fillies and colts.
Twilight cocked a curious eyebrow. "Huh. Looks like a party. I wonder what the occasion is."
Spike flared his wings expectantly and licked his lips. "Maybe they're giving away free samples."
Apple Bloom shook her head. "That ain't likely. Sugarcube Corner hasn't done a giveaway in a long time. Not since ol' A.J. "helped" with the..." She fell silent as her elder sister shot her a glare.
Applejack let out a snort of annoyance, then pursed her lips thoughtfully as they approached the milling herd of ponies surrounding the sweet shop. "A party ain't too likely either, seein' as they're short hoofed with Pinkie bein' set t' have her foal any day now."
At this Rarity chimed in. "Well
Earth And Sky - Part 13Part 13 - Connecting FlightsEarth And Sky - Part 133 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rich velvet curtains by the doorway rustled imperceptibly, parting and falling closed as the princesses settled themselves on an elegant divan and motioned Twilight, Rarity, and their companions to make themselves comfortable on the richly brocaded cushions scattered about the opulent lounge suite reserved for the royal sisters and their guests.
Princess Celestia gave her prized student an encouraging smile and gave a bob of her tapering horn. "Now, Twilight, what is this matter that you and your friends would like to bring to our attention?"
At her side, Princess Luna sat with a look of guarded interest on her dusky face. "Yeah, lay it on us."
The scholarly unicorn mare smiled back, and her violet eyes began to gleam as her horn sparkled to life. "I'd like to start by thanking your Highnesses on behalf of myself, Rarity, and the employees and friends of Harmony Aeronautics, a new company that we founded under town charter in Ponyville to develop a brea
Earth And Sky - Part 7Part 7 - GroundedEarth And Sky - Part 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The impromptu birthday party started to break up as the sun began to creep toward the horizon. Fluttershy gathered her brood, wished her heartfelt blessings on the new arrival and proud parents, and set off toward Sweet Apple Acres.
Caramel kissed his wife good night and left soon afterward with Tootsie in tow, smiling fondly as his eldest rattled off an ever growing list of things she wanted to do with her brand new baby sister, whilst internally bracing himself for the herculean task of getting the hyperactive filly to settle down to sleep for the night single hoofed.
Rainbow Dash took off with Soarin to pick up their saddlebags at Sugarcube Corner and then go find her old house among the drifting cloud banks over Ponyville. The rainbow maned pegasus bid a cheerful farewell to all of her old friends, save for Applejack with whom she only exchanged a terse, awkward nod before leaving. Soarin cast a lingering glance over his shoulder at the blonde earth pony as they v
Earth And Sky - Part 8Part 8 - ContactEarth And Sky - Part 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mayor Mare took a moment to throw open the windows in her office and breathe in the fragrant morning breeze that always blew through Ponyville this time of year. It was subtle, compared to the sweetness that pervaded the air when the apple orchards were in full blossom, but to longtime residents it was at once ever present and comfortingly in the background, the smells of grass being cut, of attics being aired out, of mist being brushed off of the cloud homes of the local pegasi.
For a town known for more than its share of tomfoolery and shenanigans, sitting so close to the unpredictable wilderness of the Everfree forest, very little actually changed in Ponyville from year to year, and that was just how the aging public official liked it. The Mayor's heart beat in time with the slower beat of days, weeks, months, and years, her love for her home town unchanging as she'd gone from dyeing her mane grey to hide the pink to dyeing it a pale pink to brighten up the grey. Of
Earth And Sky - Part 14Part 14 - MachinationsEarth And Sky - Part 143 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A perfunctory "thoomp" broke the stillness of a tiny, cluttered office, heralding the arrival of a message capsule through the building's pneumatic tube delivery system. This caused the skinny, pale yellow unicorn slumped over the paper choked drafting table to stir and flick an ear at the unaccustomed sound. Nopony ever sent messages down here.
His face peeled free of the blueprint he had been working on as he sat up groggily. He pushed his bifocals up his narrow snout with the side of his hoof as his horn sparked with green magic, enveloping the message and floating it over. His eyes widened as he saw it bore the gold and royal blue insignia of the head office, and hastily unscrewed it with his telekinesis and read over the note contained inside.
The rawboned stallion drew in an alarmed breath as he finished, and exclaimed to nopony in particular. "Great Hurricane's Ghost! What the everlovin' hay does the big boss want with me?"
With that he leapt down f
Earth And Sky - Part 3Part 3 - Research, Experimentation, Testing, More TestingEarth And Sky - Part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Over the following week, the usual sketches and fabric swatches of high fashion dress designs that lined the walls of the Bijou Boutique's workroom were rapidly covered over with a profusion of diagrams and drawings of different wing shapes. A chalkboard filled with magical equations stood in the corner, with disused ponikins shoved behind it looking as if they were taking shelter.
Twilight Sparkle reached up to pull a pair of goggles down over her eyes and skimmed over her notes for the umpteenth time, calling out to the adolescent dragon stationed in the corner with a quill and clipboard in his claws. "Okay Spike, lets start recording the proceedings now." She cleared her throat, assuming an official tone of voice. "Sparkle/Belle Personal Flight Harness, Mark One, Test One."
She stood on the turntable platform, decked out in a stripped down version of the Princess Celestia costume comprised of the basic harness attached to a c
Earth And Sky - Part 5Part 5 - Getting In On The Ground FloorEarth And Sky - Part 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Apple Bloom perched on a step ladder, articulating the wooden spars of the flight harness' redesigned wing, which now bore as much resemblance to the fins of a fish as it did the wings of a butterfly. Satisfied that the hinged attachment points were solid as well as moving smoothly, she gave Twilight a confident nod and climbed back down the ladder, folding it up and flipping it onto her back to move it out of the way.
The lavender unicorn stood on a square platform occupying the center of one of Sweet Apple Acres' hay barns, which had been partially cleared out to give Twilight, Rarity, and Apple Bloom someplace to work. A stout rope connected the harness to a pully, with Applejack holding the other end as a safety measure.
Since they'd arrived on her farm with this new project, the blonde earth pony had been watching their progress with an air of detached bemusement, but when time came to test the latest iteration of the wings she was adamant a
Earth And Sky - Part 4Part 4 - Hard LandingsEarth And Sky - Part 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Soarin let out a cry of pain as he slammed into the lockers, then sank to his knees with a low, miserable moan, the wind knocked out of him.
A younger pegasus stallion with a dusky purple coat and a white mane stood over him, eyes wild, wings flared, and teeth gnashing in rage. Between his bandaged forehead, the multicolored stains of assorted fruits on his yellow and blue flight suit, or the bits of glass clinging to his disheveled hair, he appeared to have plenty of reasons to be angry. "Just what did y'all think y'were doin', y'overstuffed feedbag? I coulda broke my consarned neck!"
The sky blue pegasus looked up at his teammate with wavering eyes, wheezing as he struggled to push himself upright. "I... I'm sorry. I don't know what happened."
The angry stallion got in Soarin's face. "I'll tell ya what happened, ya sorry sack of oats." He reached out a hoof, jabbing him in the gut to emphasize his words. "The load shifted in flig
Earth And Sky - Part 1Part 1 - Necessity Is The MotherEarth And Sky - Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Clouds of steam from the engine mingled with the fine mist of a drizzly spring morning as passengers disembarked from the express train from Canterlot.
Among them, a lavender coated unicorn mare paused to savor the pervasive scent of apple blossoms that hung in the air, smiling up at the familiar hoof carved sign hanging over the station house proclaiming her destination: Ponyville. She cast an apologetic glance over her shoulder as the passenger behind her irritably cleared his throat, and hastily stepped down onto the hoof scuffed concrete of the platform.
When she'd moved a bit out of the way of the milling crowd of earth ponies and unicorns, she paused again to properly stow the book she'd been reading, which had been hovering at her side like a dutiful companion since she'd exited the train. She pulled an umbrella from her saddlebags and opened it over her head. There it floated in a cloud of sparkling purple magic, its shaft balanced like the poin
Earth And Sky - Part 2Part 2 - Falling Into PlaceEarth And Sky - Part 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sweetie Belle wobbled a bit on her gold painted platform horseshoes as she struggled to keep her balance on the slowly rotating dais that dominated the center of her sister's workroom at the Bijou Boutique, the crown jewel of Canterlot's high fashion scene.
The elaborate headdress and wig she wore was threatening to pull her forward onto her primrose white face, and probably would have succeeded in doing so were it not for the weight of her billowing gown and the sweeping pair of swanlike wings that adorned it. The young unicorn mare wasn't the most coordinated pony in Equestria, and the tightness of the harness that underpinned her costume was making her a little light headed, which wasn't helping.
Rarity gazed at her sister with a critical eye over her horn rimmed glasses, smartly tapping a hoof on the hardwood floor to signal to the shop assistant who was hitched to the windlass downstairs. The turntable came to a sudden stop, causing Sweetie Belle to lur
Earth And Sky - Part 44 - EpiloguePART 44 - Those Magnificent Mares and Their Flying MachinesEarth And Sky - Part 44 - Epilogue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rolling hills of Sweet Apple Acres gleamed with pinkish white blossoms as they rustled in the warm spring breeze.
Applejack knelt in the grass at the foot of a large, gnarled apple tree that ruled the clearing, gazing with a wistful look in her eyes at two stones set among its deep set roots, the simple inscriptions and cutie mark carvings worn down by twenty years of sun and rain. Her blonde mane shone like burnished gold, and was braided with white ribbons beneath a flowing veil, and an antique wedding gown trimmed with lace and embroidered apples and leaves pooled around her like snow against the verdant green.
She cocked an ear and slowly turned as a deep voice called to her from the edge of the clearing. "Ya ready, sis?"
There her tower of a brother stood, a gentle smile on his ruddy face and a bright bandanna around his massive neck. He held her battered old cowpony hat in the crook of his broad hoof. Applejack rose
Earth And Sky - Part 42BPART 42 - Pie In The SkyEarth And Sky - Part 42B3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Miles away Twilight, Rarity, and Apple Bloom clustered around the crystal radio in the Friend Ship's cabin, eyes wide in shock and horror as they listened to the live newscast from Canterlot. Static crackled through the brass bell of the speaker as the announcer's tinny voice could be heard. "... a scene of unimaginable chaos and destruction, as the stray fireworks have damaged the hull of the Ambrosia and have apparently punctured the gas envelope. The timely arrival of the Royal Air Cavalry means that rescue operations are underway, as our brave boys in bronze work to move the collapsing airship away from inhabited areas."
A buzzing crackling thud could be heard. "Fillies and gentlecolts, the airship's lightning chamber has just breached. I repeat the lightning containment chamber has broken open. Citizens of Canterlot are advised to stay clear of tall trees or rooftops, and any unicorns be advised not to go outside with wet manes. I've
Earth And Sky - Part 15Part 15 - Cloud ControlEarth And Sky - Part 153 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A warm summer breeze rustled the stubble of a recently mowed alfalfa field at the edge of Sweet Apple Acres. Low, shaggy haystacks dotted the broad surface, drying in the sun beneath a billowing procession of cumulous clouds drifting lazily across the azure sky.
Twilight Sparkle's brow furrowed pensively as she pored over a dog eared flight manual, pinning its fluttering pages down to the checkered blanket beneath her with a hoof to keep from losing her place. She looked up anxiously at the windsock and wind speed meter that Apple Bloom had set up on a nearby pole. "Hmm. I hope that crosswind isn't going to give us too much trouble."
The young handymare was currently busy articulating the flight harness' left wing with her ear perked for squeaks, while Pip stood patiently and craned his neck backwards to watch her work. The red headed earth pony pulled a socket wrench from her tool belt and tightened one of the joints, speaking matter-of-factly out of
Earth And Sky - Part 17Part 17 - All Of The AboveEarth And Sky - Part 173 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Pinkie and Fluttershy frolicked overhead with their children, the pegasi of Ponyville drifted away one by one or in small groups, their curiosity sated and replaced by assorted pressing needs to get back to whatever they'd been doing. Soon, only three winged ponies remained.
Raindrops and Rumbles touched down in front of Soarin and Applejack, the yellow mare clearing her throat and pawing sheepishly at the ground while the young grey blue stallion averted his eyes and self consciously ruffled his wings. By the grave looks on both of their faces, they appeared to be bearing unhappy news for the sky blue former stunt flyer.
Soarin gave them a cautious smile. "Hey Rum. Chief. What's up?"
Ponyville's senior weather mare opened her mouth to speak, closed it, and looked away, nudging her underling with a wing. "Go ahead. Tell him."
Rumbles fidgeted, and looked at Soarin with a flickering gaze set in a hangdog expression. "I... I'm sorry, Soarin, but I'm afraid I
Earth And Sky - Part 30PART 30 - Fly By NightEarth And Sky - Part 303 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pip blinked in wide eyed disbelief, almost losing his grip on the tray of sewing notions he'd been holding in his hooves. "You... you mean to tell me that by dropping these... er... these tokens at my hooves that they wanted m-me to... to..."
Rarity paused from carefully stitching up the tears in one of the Luna Moth's cloth wing membranes, looking at him over her horn rimmed glasses. "Yes, my dear colt. Quite enthusiastically so, from what I've seen of the looks they were giving you."
A wry smirk compressed one of her alabaster cheeks. "Believe me as a professional with some knowledge of how elastic works when I say that a garter does not just slip off of a mare's leg unless she wants it to."
She gave a slight roll of her eyes as she turned her attention back to reinforcing the stitching. "Although that sort of behavior is almost criminally forward, in my opinion. A proper lady should be able to charm a colt without hurling her
Windfall - Part 7The ponies gathered in the parlor of the farmhouse at Sweet Apple Acres sat in silence, too anxious to talk but still drawing comfort from each other's presence.Windfall - Part 74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Caramel shared the love seat with Pinkie Pie, gamely trying to sip his coffee or take a bite of a pfeffernusse without spilling or getting crumbs all over due to his fiancee's relentless oscillations.
The pink mare herself was looking a tad green around the gills, and was uncharacteristically uninterested in any of the apple based baked goods freely on tap in the kitchen.
Rarity huddled on the couch wrapped in a rustic quilt, her mane bound up in a red and white checked towel, a cup of tea cooling on a barrel converted into an end table next to her. She was looking a bit peaked herself, her deep blue eyes never settling for long on any particular point in the room, although whether it was from her recent ordeal or simply from being immersed up to her horn in the Apple family's down home country decor she declined to say.
Earth And Sky - Part 19Part 19 - Rising To The ChallengeEarth And Sky - Part 193 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Twilight took a nervous glance out the window of the ready room through a crack in the curtains she made with her horn. A sliver of dazzling blue sky showed between the heavy drapes, before vanishing as she stepped back and turned to face her partner with a dubious expression creasing her brow. "It looks more like a big garden party than a technomagical demonstration out there, Rarity."
The elegant alabaster unicorn gave a toss of her impeccably styled mane. "Of course it does, darling, the very flower of Equestrian society are in attendance."
She stepped forward and threw the curtains wide with a flourish of magic, revealing the broad grassy expanse of the Royal Parade Grounds, ringed by a semicircle of sparkling white grandstands, which bustled with activity as a multitude of well dressed ponies mingled, chatted, and savored the fine food and beverages brought by a busy cadre of liveried servants.
High above, alternating banners of white with
Earth And Sky - Part 16Part 16 - New HeightsEarth And Sky - Part 163 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Raindrops and Cloudchaser escorted the small, sodden cumulous overhead, the trailing runoff from the overloaded cloud splashing ponies on the ground as the two pegasus mares made a bee line for the circular burnt patch with its speckling of stubborn flames. The pale lavender weather worker took hold of the cloud and guided it in a figure eight pattern as her bright yellow partner hopped lightly on its crest, sending cascades of water to quench the remaining fires.
Soarin, Pip, and Spike touched down next to Twilight and the Apple sisters as the patrol pegasi went about their work. With a nod of satisfaction, the spotted earth pony stallion tugged a cord on the harness and caused the wings to refold themselves with a clack. "Well ladies, I think we can suffice it to say that the flight harness has performed admirably under duress."
Apple Bloom batted her eyes at Pip as a blushing smile spread across her face. "My hero!"
With that, she reared up, throwing her forele
Earth And Sky - Part 42APART 42 - Pie In The SkyEarth And Sky - Part 42A3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The clear, still northwestern air erupted with the sound of thunderous wing beats as the Pegathalon took to the sky over the limpid waters of Vanhoover Bay, striking east toward the tapering peaks of the Unicorn Mountain Range and climbing as the late morning sun reflected off of the racers' wings.
Twilight and Apple Bloom stood by a small camp table, watching their team disappear toward the eastern horizon along with their competitors. Presently, they turned their attention to the map of Equestria spread out before them. The lavender unicorn ran her hoof along the topographic mountain peaks. "We'll trail the pack through the mountains just in case the colts need any assistance, then cut east here at the southwest tip of Galloping Gorge and follow the railroad to Canterlot while they make their way through Cloudsdale, which should get us to the finish line at roughly the same time if we keep our turbines at cruise speed."
The young earth pony mare smiled at her
Earth And Sky - Part 27Part 27 - Sticking To The PlanEarth And Sky - Part 273 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Friend Ship touched down with a thud on a grassy field on the outskirts of Fillydelphia, followed by another heavy thud as Spike landed and secured the balloon with a few quickly driven tethers tossed to him by Twilight and Apple Bloom. He stepped up to the forward platform and gently helped them disembark.
As the two mares cracked their necks and stretched their legs, a cheerful voice called out to them. "Hey there! Doc Sparkle! Apple Bloom! Spike! Am I ever glad to see you guys!" They looked over to see Soarin approaching with a wide grin on his face, with a pensive looking Pip in tow.
Behind them a loose arrangement of support balloons and unhitched wagons stood in the middle of the field. In their midst, Pegathalon athletes stretched their wings, chatted, and allowed their crews to see to their needs. At the edges of the field a herd of fans had gathered in what could only be called a festive atmosphere, with picnic lunches, pennants, and balloons
Earth And Sky - Part 18Part 18 - ChandellesEarth And Sky - Part 183 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The gentle wind undulated the surface of the meadow far below as two stallions hovered a furlong above in the warm summer air, one on the sky blue wings he was born with and one on wings of canvas and wood that he had been given by his employers. Said employers, in the person of a lavender colored unicorn mare who made up half of the partnership that helmed Harmony Aeronautics, watched them from the ground with her horn glittering as her young dragon assistant stood by to write down her steady stream of observations and readings from a small weather station.
Soarin met Pip's eye as he laid out the latest challenge facing the dashing test pony, gesturing toward a three sided box formed from shimmering purplish magic. "Okay, now this last maneuver is called a chandelle, which is essentially pulling a tight U turn while gaining altitude. It comes in real handy if you find yourself in a box canyon, or a blind alleyway if you're flying street level in town."
He hovered
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