Mikalo

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When the ground shook compellingly, the shadow creatures had toppled over within the depths of this destruction. The Atlantean stood tall as the water erupted from the holes in the street. He used this to swiftly move the water underneath the many civillians, washing them all around the city and to safe places so the shadow creatures could not take hold of them. His sword in his right hand had had come to bend and stretch outward in the katana-blade formation. A blue light erupted from the sword itself, the bent middle glowing with power.

Water swirled from the depths of his blade and came around his arm as a gauntlet. The vision splitting as the sword cut through the many shadow creatures with ease. His bloodlust was not quenched in thirst when he continued slashing through the unearthly creatures.

"And now look here, we have some kind of new superhero around. His abilities, impressive."

"Sir, please, I'd think it'd be best if you not get so close to the action.. don't you think?"

"I'm trying, Bob, its not working!"

The helicopter was spiraling out of control as a group of shadow creatures whiplashed a mist of complete darkness onto its chopper-blades. The mist seeped also into the controls, rendering their lives to be lived further on to a one percent. That one percentage would be of Gill payed attention to this, but he was busy slashing through the other shadow creatures. The chopper descended at godspeed, and a head was turned. Afterimages were seen behind him as the world seemed to slow. The heart beating.. Bump Bump. Gill traveled, breaking the ground as his sword was sent into the air. The blade seeming to have a mind of its own, ripping through the shadowy forms of evil..

Whilst this happened, the ground was hit by the heels of his feet, and he was spiraling in the air, turning as the helicopter descended. The faces of fear within the confines of the helicopter soon turned to surprise when a loud 'BUMP' was heard, and they had stopped. Underneath them, Gill stood upon a large pillar of manipulated water, he had frozen it underneath himself. He was holding the large hunk of metal upon his shoulders, his fingers were latching on and cutting through the helicopter's blades to hold it still. Loud screeching sounds coming out from the depths of the metal that was about to break apart, steam rising as the mists of the shadowy creatures still rose. His Mediterranean-blue latched onto the pilot's own.

[b]Get.. Out..[b]

Gill's fingers taped the window, breaking it. A scream of fear had come from the pilot and the passenger as he tore the door open, along with the metal underneath him. Underneath him, the shadow creatures were batting, hacking away at the ice. He shared the same fear of the two humans, now. Realizing this when the ice had slumped over to the right side with a loud 'CRACK'. His vision had began to blur, holding this helicopter upon his shoulders. Gill grabbed the pilot's shirt collar with his right hand, tossing him roughly into the air. At the same time as he ascended with the utmost power of fear turning over his will, he also tossed the passenger. The ice cracking under him, falling.

This Atlantean turned in the air, the ice cracking and melting down its atoms. The water caught him, and accelerated in a medium sized tidal wave that grasped the two men, letting them slide as the water splashed onto the ground, letting them land onto their butts in softness. Now his sore body was laying against the ground, watching the creatures move around him and unsheathe shadowy weapons of darkness

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When he heard the news from the two men in the Mansion.. he nodded himself, putting his hand upon his chin. He closed his green eyes his hands had become pocketed. Now, that he was no General there in Atlantis, he could be a hero in the overland. His eyes opened and slowly he slid his hands through his hair, his naked torso showing his glittering scales and blue skin.

With a sigh, he had looked downward from the top of the Mansion, overhearing the conversation. Apparently, there was a disturbance in the place called 'Eden'. It rang a bell.. a place he remembered, probably. He slowly slid a black hoodie onto his torso and zipped it, putting a blank baseball cap onto his head full of hair. The open window to the mansion sent a salty breeze into the house as he had come to cut through the blinds, escaping the confines of the mansion.

With much unease, Gill traveled outward into the winds with a large jump that broke the ground underneath himself. Looking down as the wind rushed through his hair, sending it out from his hat and being poured down onto his brute shoulders of bone and flesh. His black sword on his back glistened in the sunlight along with his unusually colored facial structure. After staying a few seconds in the air with a look of surprise on his face, he had come to bend into the top of a speeding truck.

Now, where is this 'Eden?'

Immediately the truck stopped when a shadowy creature's right hand crashed into its metal. The confines of the truck burst open like a full stomach. Rising into the air without any control, immediately with instinct his sword had slashed out from his sheath which was right on his back. The black katana-blade slashed with quickness. A turning feeling came straight into his stomach as the creature had been pierced with the sword of Atlantean magic, sending the shards of darkness flying out.

The ground bursts open from the middle.. and Mediterranean-blue parts of the sea overwhelm the flames that engulf the city of Eden, his head turned as the hydrological particles rang out into the sky that was cracking with lightning. Immediately on cue, rain had come down from the ashen gray skies as he continuously slashed his sword through the shadow creatures..

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.. Once the understanding of safety had come, the newfound Atlantean had walked past the three persons that stood in front of them. "Pardon me, I assure you, I will cause no trouble." The blue-skinned figure turned around, staring at the confused people who had confronted him. Just as he had turned around to disperse into the beauty-struck confines of the gigantic mansion, he had come across the memory of his arrival upon the surface land. Where, was his sword? This sword that he wore.. crafted by the greatest Atlantean kings.

In Atlantis, a King was required to create one part of a sword, and when they pass away, they send them to the weapon shop, where they build swords and shields for the soldiers and generals in the Army of Atlantis. His sword was crafted in beauty.. unbeknownst to him, he was one who was apart of the royal family through blood. His father, a simple villager, though his uncle being one of the last kings that would rule the land of Atlantis, not with an iron fist, but a kind heart and reason.

The sword was exactly fourteen feet long, it was a katana-based obsidian black colored blade that could cut carelessly and behead an opponent with much ease, and without much effort. The hilt was black, painted with swirled golden lines. Monochrome lines went across the blade, glowing, radiating with a white glow that stopped by the tip of the sword. The depths of the sea itself rushed inside of the sword.. The circumference of the katana-blade was bent outward, as if it was bitten by the Leviathan itself. This part was used to disarm and hack away at the necks of the opponents ruthlessly.

When the thought of the sword had entered through his dome and to his well-trained brain, the katana blade swirled and dangled as it was in his sheath. The sheath was right above his thighs, stretching out left and right. He turns his head to stare at the three

So, where will I stay?

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'Figment'

A figment is used out of mind control. For all you know, Mike could be inside of a lonley shaq, learning to dual wield, thinking he is in a dojo. Though that would mean he's lost a few screws in the head. I believe when he says figment, he doesn't mean reality bending, as in putting something that was never there, there, with his mind.

Mikalo's Meeting

-_- Not from a hentai.

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OK.

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Reaper said
...Just pointing it out, but Titans' HQ isn't a T shaped tower in this RP...

Thanks for telling me what I already knew before you did that.

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How is my post?

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The Atlantean watched them babble on about him. He spaced out completely with his hand on the base of chin, as one of the two unknown men waved their arms out to show they did not gills. Whilst they did this, he thought about the one unanswered question. Who Was he? He knew, now, that he was something that they called an 'Atlantean'. But where did he come from? The dire situation from hydration earlier caused him to be suspect on the ideal of himself coming from the sea..

This would, easily, make sense. He turned around to stare out the shattered window, on his cause. The sea in front of him waved as he stressed on the thought of his home. On his command of anger and frustration, he slammed his fist against the guard of the window. Immediately the water all around the Titan's manor revealed itself to be in the same mood as him. They washed over the land and moved against the windows, causing him to be soaking wet and surprised. His jet-black hair drooping behind his shoulders.

He strained, digging his fingers into the wall next to him so hard that it cracked, debris fell down next to his wet and unclothed feet. Being unscathed by the newfound storm that followed the manor above, he had been struck with a vision of his damned past..[center]

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[center]"FOR ATLANTIS!"

The expansion of the bloodshed rang out through the waters that were washing over the surface land. Beams of pure blue energy came to spiral into the vicinity, sending other gill-armed figures back with armor pierced. In the midst of the bloodshed, a six foot warrior stood. His long, black, and spiked hair was falling down to his ankles, its long length fluttering through the sea. His Mediterranean-blue opticals shined greatly as he stepped from the depths of the shadows

Revealing himself to be in dark armor, which was swirled and decorated, covered, in Atlantis wording and art. The art's confines held the kraken's carved tentacles swirling around the torso, and all the way to the legs. In his right hand he held his long, fourteen foot sword. It was completely black with the hilt wrapped in dragged and rugged cloth, torn at its source. The circumference of the katana-based based blade was curved, so that it could catch others swords.

"Leave NO-ONE alive."

As more of the Atlanteans rose into the battle against the rebels.. the man in the middle of them twitched and thought. These rebels were people that were against his king, or, what he liked to call the king of Atlantis, Uncle Kaldrur. He was a king who was controlled by the Atlantis Council, a pawn so that the people would not rebel against them, and complain about their rule and their corrupt source in government. In these few years after the original King of Atlantis was killed by a Rebellion assassin, unfaithful guards of Atlantis went out in a full rage of stealing, and killing innocents in an outrage due to not being provided with money by the council.

Kadrel, widely known as The Council's favorite, was the soon-to-be general of Atlantis. In this battle against the rebellious Atlanteans, he was going to prove himself to the chairmen that he was ready. He jumped into battle, cutting through his enemies without remorse and removing their heads without a care in his eyes. No sympathy was sparked in his cold heart that was stuck in the deep depths of the murky sea.. With a large, blood-curdling growl, the seas came to his will and bent..

The wavelength of the light-filled sea overwhelmed the rebellious people as the army under his future command shot down the remaining people against him. The tip of his sword dug into the wet ground as he twisted his blade in his right hand. His scales deflected several beams that were directed to kill him, instead backfiring on the rebellious men and ending their lives. Blood that went across his face caused him to wipe his body
off with the cloth of a dead man beside him.

The storm dispersed around the Titan's mansion, and he turned his head to stare at the two people. Wiping his mouth, he sighed. After all the dramatic storm waves that hit the side of the mansion, he simply smiled and said:

[center]"No, I just need a place to stay."

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When he stood there in front of the door, his muscular dark figure was overwhelmed by the fighting shadows and sunlight about his form. He breathed out as the alarms annoyingly blared out into his fish-like ears. Finally stepping onward into the hallway, he had then shown his six foot tall figure, blue skin reflecting the sunspears like a diamond. The wavelengths of light had his obsidian black hair stick out, as did his unusual and inhumane scales.. his fins residing underneath his blue forearms.

With a nervous smile, he was then showing his enhanced canines, that were sharp, and a beautiful, flawless white. He would look like a king of an imaginary world of fish-people; yet his clothes said otherwise. His pants tore at the bottom and his torn asunder trench coat wrapped around his waist and tied tightly to cover his private area. The unknown Atlantean moved his hands up, to show he had no weapon.

"I--" He hesitated, staring at the two people. "I uh, don't know my name."

"But I do know, I came here because I'm completely lost. .. Also, where are your gills?"