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In need of members for this Demons vs Students & Paladins RP! You'll find the story, rules, character sheet and discussions relating to the roleplay here: Pentagram Chronicles [OOC]


Kaori ran down the corridor as fast as her legs would let possible, on either side of the hall stood lockers, some open and splattered with blood. The floor was a little slippery, making it hard not to trip and fall. It was littered with schoolbags and books and a few other odd bits and bobs. Trying to escape was futile. All the doors and windows had been secured. She was trapped. Tapped inside with those... things. She was determined to keep running, though, it being her only hope of getting away. How long has it been? She asked herself, thinking back to when it all started. How had something so perfect turned into complete hell?

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<Mickey>: Then after the rest escape while I rape the mib boss
<Mickey>: I emerge from the mib hell with a satisfied look on my face
<Splash>: And the dead mibs emerge (somehow) with something else on their face... XD

Where you'll find me:
Total Blackout ~ Sukie Lucas & Aidan Oliver Adams
System Corps: The New Beginning ~ Project Kappa

Sean walked down the Bloodstained hallways, dripping in blood, covered in corpses, and every time Sean passed a body, he would knell down and say a small prayer. The silence was so overwhelming, it took ever ounce of courage to continue walking towards a red glow at the turn in the hall.

When Sean got to the corner, he slowly looked around the corner...and it was...a Coke machine. "*sigh* I was hoping it was a demon..." Sean said, then heard a snap of a bone behind him. Whipping around with his sword drawn, he just barely missed a student holding a two-by-four with a nail in it. "I hope you didn't plan on hitting me with that kid." Sean said to his, sheathing the blade. "S-S-Sorry sir..I T-T-Tought you were a demon trying to get into the town!" "Town? What town?"

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IRC = Sparta?

<Jim|Saboteur>: lolololololololololololololol
<LordWalsh>: What's this? Laughing? Blasphemy!
<Jim|Saboteur>: Blashphemy? THIS IS IRC!
LordWalsh gets kicked into the Pit of Z.A.C.
<LordWalsh>: Noooooooooooo......!!!!

Keep running, don't look back. That was her plan. Kaori hadn't yet come across any survivors, but she wouldn't mind having some company. She finally got to the end of the untidy corridor, which seemed to go on forever, and turned a corner into another. She skidded to a halt noticing the great deal of dead bodies scattered all over the place. The smell was next to hit, it was sickening! "Urgh!" Her hand quickly pinched her nose. She carefully tiptoed over the bodies, but when something shiny caught her eye she stopped and bent over a dead student. "What did they do to you..." she whispered, looking over the severe injuries. The shiny object was the student's penknife, open and at hand. He had obviously tried to fight back. Kaori took the penknife and stood up again to check the other dead bodies for useful equipment.

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<Mickey>: Then after the rest escape while I rape the mib boss
<Mickey>: I emerge from the mib hell with a satisfied look on my face
<Splash>: And the dead mibs emerge (somehow) with something else on their face... XD

Where you'll find me:
Total Blackout ~ Sukie Lucas & Aidan Oliver Adams
System Corps: The New Beginning ~ Project Kappa

Laniatus twisted then wrenched his blade from the stomach of a student. Her young features hidden beneath a thick curtain of blood. Crouching down on his haunches he reached out to brush a lock of brown hair out of her face with his gauntleted fist and watched the last traces of her soul seep out of her, mingled with the blood like some sort of twisted cocktail. Laniatus found that level of poetry both shocking and useless. Rising to his feet, he departed down the corridor; leaving the girl and his other masterpieces behind in a mangled heap.

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"If you limit your choices only to what seems possible or reasonable, you disconnect yourself from what you truly want, and all that is left is a compromise."
-Robert Fritz

Most of the lights had been damaged, others flickered in the hall he was in, so he chose a dog form, knowing it was the most reliable in the flickering light to remain mortal looking. Lythis was musing to himself as he walked through the hall in Belgian Shepard form, walking around the bodies of the slain, whom he had not too long ago had fun with, teasing, goading on, and scaring. He was bored. He had been one of the first demons out, and he was able to have his fun, but now demons were everywhere, killing people, and there was no real fun to have anymore. He sniffed a few of the bodies, some were still warm. After turning around a corner he spotted a human, a live one, looking over the bodies. The lights are stronger there, so he didn't approach, but he did watch. He remembered the last time he was on Earth. Lights weren't even invented, hells, electricity wasn't even discovered. He longed for those times right about now. It was much easier to move about back then.

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"You want to know how two chemicals interact, do you ask them? No, they're going to lie through their lying little chemical teeth. Throw them in a beaker and apply heat."
~ Gregory House (from the TV show, House)

Sean followed the scared looking student and stated to notice the amount of demon corpses growing. "Hey, kid!" "M-My name's Jasper!" "Right, Jasper, where are these demon bodies coming from?" "Oh, these? They are demons that tried to get into the town." "You mean...you guys killed these things?" "Yeah. Why?" "No, it's just...wow. Didn't think that some kids could defend a 'town' without Paladin help." "We founded the town next to the School's storage room, so we got food, water, and most importantly, weapons." "Incredible..." "What is?" "The stubbornness of the human. Unwilling to give up till the end..." "That's very...poetic?" "Hmph. Thanks Ki- I mean Jasper." Sean finished.

Soon they came to a large metal double door. "Hey! Paul! Open the door!" Jasper said, pounding on the door with his fist. "W-What's the password?" "Password? Just open the #$%&ing door Paul! Before the demons come!" Such language... Sean thought with a grin. "Ok! Ok! Stand back." The voice on the other side said. A metallic CLANK, then a grinding noise directed Sean's gaze to the wall BESIDE the Metal door. A decoy! How clever... Sean thought. "Ok you can come in now...Whoa! Emergency! Emergency! Unknown person! Requesting back up!" Said a short kid, whom Sean realized was this "Paul". "You there! In the Armor! Stand against the way, and we wont hurt you!" Said Paul, whom had now about 5 more people, in assorted sports gear. "You guys? Hurt me? Wahahaha...Now there's a laugh! Try it!" Laughed Sean. One of the other immediately ran up to him and him him with the hockey stick he was hold, as hard as he possibly could Sean guessed. The hockey stick broke cleanly in half, off Sean's Dura-Mithril armor. "Please...anyways, I'm head to save you guys from these demons. My Official name is Paladin O'Conner, but you guys can call me Sean." Sean said. "Y-Y-Y-Your a Paladin? Ohmigosh! I'm sorry!" said the unnamed hockey player with the broken stick, rushing up to clean the splinters off his breastplate. "Uhh...No worries? Anyways, who's in charge in this...'town'?" Sean said. "Hmm...The only one who's anywhere NEAR being a leader, is Cooper. Here, I'll be your guide to him." Said the hockey player. "Ok, thanks." Sean said, walking into a huge Warehouse type area, with houses,made of steel storage containers, and stacked one looking like apartment buildings. "Welcome Sean, to Rivet Town!" Said the Hockey Player holding his arms up.

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IRC = Sparta?

<Jim|Saboteur>: lolololololololololololololol
<LordWalsh>: What's this? Laughing? Blasphemy!
<Jim|Saboteur>: Blashphemy? THIS IS IRC!
LordWalsh gets kicked into the Pit of Z.A.C.
<LordWalsh>: Noooooooooooo......!!!!

Loving sat in the class room cowering under a desk that had been sparred as the teacher sealed it off with salt. Her ears still screamed with the sound of ripping flesh, horrified screams, and shouts for help. Blood played patterns on the wall with stunning brightness. Lights dimmed and played with the blood splatter giving it a chilly edge of shadows.

After the screams had ceased he forced herself from under the table, blood streaming towards her in alarming speeds. At this time all she could fear was utter numbness. Her mind had closed itself the moment the doors were thrown over and the teacher had pretty much picked her up and chucked her under the table throwing himself carelyssly at the children to keep them from arm.

Professer Hiarem....was he? Those moments under the desk was fuzzy and groggy keeping back by the mind not ready to take the emotions. Her body wa like a mechanical doll as she stood up not noticing the ripped body limbs, faces turned up in screams, of the headless professer. Instead she saw the sword that was from an ara of time that they had been working for in history. He showed it off proudly determined to show them a blade that had kiled more people then a gun from WWII.

Now it was being used for...for what? Her mind still refused to tell her what was going on. Instead her hearing was on loud. She could hear the blood crawl across the floor and felt it soak into her tennis shoes. A clock ticked as a minute went by. Everything was still but a flurry of activity that was outside.

She splashed through the puddles of blood stepping over dead bodies and absently grabbed her bag that had a disembered arm hangin off of it. Using the sword she nudged it off and grabbed her stuff and headed on out the door.

Maybe it was time for the next class?

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Some of us are destined to be alone...

By the time she reached the last body in the corridor, Kaori had found a few knives and a baseball bat with somebody's name carved into it. "Sorry... Joe, I'm going to have to take this. Not like you need it now anyways..." she mumbled the final words. Her now bloody fingers shoved the feeble weapons into her pocket, keeping the Joe's bat at the ready. Turning away from the gruesome mess, she cleared her throat and grumbled. I should look for survivors... When she lifted her head, she could make out a short figure at the end of the corridor, it was too dim to see the figure properly. She cautiously stepped back the way she came while calling out, "hello?"

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<Mickey>: Then after the rest escape while I rape the mib boss
<Mickey>: I emerge from the mib hell with a satisfied look on my face
<Splash>: And the dead mibs emerge (somehow) with something else on their face... XD

Where you'll find me:
Total Blackout ~ Sukie Lucas & Aidan Oliver Adams
System Corps: The New Beginning ~ Project Kappa

Laniatus quickly found his next victim. A boy no older than twelve came running out of the darkness, screaming like a lunatic and waving a rather battered baseball bat around. Crouching so he was level with the boy he swept him off his feet with his left forearm. They hit a stack of lockers with a lound bang and the screams of steel bending. Laniatus moved closer to collect his prize. Slipping a foot under his side, Laniatus turned the student over so he could watch their face. They lay there, white faced, eyes screaming but their mouth was clamped shut. Fun, at last. Laniatus leaned in so his helmeted visage was inches from their face.
"Scream!" he roared in their face, the lockers seemed to follow this command but the boy did not. "I told you to scream!", he repeated bringing his foot down hard on their skull; shattering their skull instantly.
"Pitiful", Laniatus grunted before storming off down the corridor again. Maybe one or two of his fellow demons would be more interesting.

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"If you limit your choices only to what seems possible or reasonable, you disconnect yourself from what you truly want, and all that is left is a compromise."
-Robert Fritz

When the girl saw him he moved a little, and whined a dog's upset whine. He has had ample time to think, and there were only a few answers. The question of how to get out to the world at large, as all the potential exits he had found so far had been warded and sealed to prevent everything's escape... His second question was how to make sure that world would remain ripe for the occasional scare, without becoming so dull and dead like this school had become. He thought he had the second one figured, but as to the first, he was still working on it. But first things first... He sneezed and whined again, following up with a "Aoorrroororroo." to punctuate the fact it was a dog, He spun around in his spot, running back the way he had come and then back into sight and whined again.

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"You want to know how two chemicals interact, do you ask them? No, they're going to lie through their lying little chemical teeth. Throw them in a beaker and apply heat."
~ Gregory House (from the TV show, House)