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Going to allow ascot to do a small control of my character so I don't have to write up a very small post.
Ha that's funny. Sorry for taking forever. Its late and I was doing homework stuff.
As Jonathan got closer to his destination he flicked a button marked Stealth. He used his power to stretch out to the wildlife. This action was probably making him a beacon to the enemies as he approached. Thankfully the stealth mode of the Glyph would create a mirage of a flock of birds. Other birds from the lands below joined in and made a huge force of birds. On the ground wildlife of all kinds moved towards the complex. He could feel each life he asked for help coming to his aid. He didn’t like to control the creatures but instead gave them suggestions.
As he got closer to the complex he felt strange. It was as if he was stronger within this area. This could be very bad or very good depending on what happened. Instead of using his blood magic he would rely on his beast forms. He made sure the ship was calibrated to fly on its own and not too quickly as to look strange. Once finished he put on his special battle suit. This suit would form with his body if he chose to transform into any kind of creature. It would take on the creature’s characteristics; Skin tone, skin color, hide thickness and also change shapes. He let out a low sigh as he visualized the creature everyone called demon. It was a splice of many of nature’s most fearful creatures.
“Open hatch when we get over the base. Scan for their bio signatures and verify, then send me their location.” He said to Amethyst.
“I am worried about them as well Jonathan.” She tried to comfort him, he looked back and smiled. “Scanning has begun and we are on course. Base located below.”
“Thank you.” He whispered and he jumped. Once he was out the ship went into cloaking mode, its door closed. He fell through the air turning into one of the many birds in the area.
“Why not just use the power you know is there?” He twitched at the thought, another demon. His past self would have relished in a battle like this. Going berserk and using every kind of magic he had to enhance himself. He plummeted towards the ground and all the birds followed him as he did. He pulled up right before smashing into one of the guards. It seems that his actions didn’t go unnoticed. But they didn’t really get mobilized quickly. The swarm of sparrows mostly scared the guards. They for whatever reason wouldn’t open fire upon birds. He darted into the entrance as it opened. Once within he transformed into one of the guards he saw. The one barking orders outside. Slowly he withdrew his power and in doing so all of the animals broke off and left the area.
He walked up to one of the people at a reception desk or what looked like one.
“Where are the prisoners being held again?” He asked as if he had forgotten. The persons hawk like eyes shifted over him, some young woman.
“Damn it David I have told you three times now.” She scolded Jonathan and pulled out a piece of paper. “There so you don’t have to ask again.” He smiled at her and took the paper although she didn’t let it go.
“Yes?” He asked as if waiting for something.
“Well, where is my kiss. No one cares and besides no one is around.” She said blushing slightly.
“Don’t worry later tonight I will kiss you all over.” As he said these words she went beat red and coughed. Making it look as if she was doing something important. He studied the paper and began to walk. He was somewhat surprised that he happened to transform into someone with such a cute girlfriend. He made it to a gate with a guard stationed.
“Attention! Falling asleep on the job again!” Jonathan yelled at the obviously unaware man, sounding like a drill instructor. The man fumbled with a book on his lap and stood to attention. Jonathan’s eyes surveyed the man and he slapped the man everywhere.
“Sloppy!” He said slapping the poor young man’s back.
“Tuck in that shirt!” He yelled as the man did so and he smiled at him.
“Good, I think you should take a little stretching break, get the blood flowing again. It will probably be good for you.” He said and the man saluted and ran off. Once he was gone he found the keys on the ground. He must have dropped them when he was fumbling with his book. Something was off… This was a little too easy.
As he got closer to the complex he felt strange. It was as if he was stronger within this area. This could be very bad or very good depending on what happened. Instead of using his blood magic he would rely on his beast forms. He made sure the ship was calibrated to fly on its own and not too quickly as to look strange. Once finished he put on his special battle suit. This suit would form with his body if he chose to transform into any kind of creature. It would take on the creature’s characteristics; Skin tone, skin color, hide thickness and also change shapes. He let out a low sigh as he visualized the creature everyone called demon. It was a splice of many of nature’s most fearful creatures.
“Open hatch when we get over the base. Scan for their bio signatures and verify, then send me their location.” He said to Amethyst.
“I am worried about them as well Jonathan.” She tried to comfort him, he looked back and smiled. “Scanning has begun and we are on course. Base located below.”
“Thank you.” He whispered and he jumped. Once he was out the ship went into cloaking mode, its door closed. He fell through the air turning into one of the many birds in the area.
“Why not just use the power you know is there?” He twitched at the thought, another demon. His past self would have relished in a battle like this. Going berserk and using every kind of magic he had to enhance himself. He plummeted towards the ground and all the birds followed him as he did. He pulled up right before smashing into one of the guards. It seems that his actions didn’t go unnoticed. But they didn’t really get mobilized quickly. The swarm of sparrows mostly scared the guards. They for whatever reason wouldn’t open fire upon birds. He darted into the entrance as it opened. Once within he transformed into one of the guards he saw. The one barking orders outside. Slowly he withdrew his power and in doing so all of the animals broke off and left the area.
He walked up to one of the people at a reception desk or what looked like one.
“Where are the prisoners being held again?” He asked as if he had forgotten. The persons hawk like eyes shifted over him, some young woman.
“Damn it David I have told you three times now.” She scolded Jonathan and pulled out a piece of paper. “There so you don’t have to ask again.” He smiled at her and took the paper although she didn’t let it go.
“Yes?” He asked as if waiting for something.
“Well, where is my kiss. No one cares and besides no one is around.” She said blushing slightly.
“Don’t worry later tonight I will kiss you all over.” As he said these words she went beat red and coughed. Making it look as if she was doing something important. He studied the paper and began to walk. He was somewhat surprised that he happened to transform into someone with such a cute girlfriend. He made it to a gate with a guard stationed.
“Attention! Falling asleep on the job again!” Jonathan yelled at the obviously unaware man, sounding like a drill instructor. The man fumbled with a book on his lap and stood to attention. Jonathan’s eyes surveyed the man and he slapped the man everywhere.
“Sloppy!” He said slapping the poor young man’s back.
“Tuck in that shirt!” He yelled as the man did so and he smiled at him.
“Good, I think you should take a little stretching break, get the blood flowing again. It will probably be good for you.” He said and the man saluted and ran off. Once he was gone he found the keys on the ground. He must have dropped them when he was fumbling with his book. Something was off… This was a little too easy.
@CirusArvennicus Nice character. You could just say her father mysteriously Vanished one night. Its possible he was finding out advanced form of Magitech, a massive Breakthrough. Perhaps he was taken by an organization or he went into hiding because he feared getting taken.
No matter how much he wanted to just be that asshole he claimed to be. He couldn’t and wouldn’t lose anyone who ever looked up to him. People he trained and called him teacher, sensei, master and any other word that means anything like that. He was just a big softy inside and he knew it. It was sad that his training and past clouded this. As he meditated he could hear Ascot’s voice in his mind. At first it sounded like it was coming from the other side of a tunnel. After a few moments the words finally began to sound clear as if he were there with him.
“What did you find?” Ascot asked.
“Apparently our hidden adversary is a generalist with weak versions of all schools, giving him limited resistance and shielding to magic. He also has Fatesilk and Dura-Ceramic Armor. Supposedly he is headed to Manila to meet with several men. I am thinking that his friends must have done the same. As of now I’m on my way to the meeting location. I will bring the young ones back.” He thought, as it was the only way to speak telepathically. Ascot would be able to feel his emotions through the connection, only because they were close, well, kind of.
He moved to the cockpit after the discussion with Ascot. He was focused and took control of the ship making it go faster. He would soon reach his destination but would he be too late?
“What did you find?” Ascot asked.
“Apparently our hidden adversary is a generalist with weak versions of all schools, giving him limited resistance and shielding to magic. He also has Fatesilk and Dura-Ceramic Armor. Supposedly he is headed to Manila to meet with several men. I am thinking that his friends must have done the same. As of now I’m on my way to the meeting location. I will bring the young ones back.” He thought, as it was the only way to speak telepathically. Ascot would be able to feel his emotions through the connection, only because they were close, well, kind of.
He moved to the cockpit after the discussion with Ascot. He was focused and took control of the ship making it go faster. He would soon reach his destination but would he be too late?
@CirusArvennicus We have a person who didn't really explain all that much in their character. I'm sure if you need help with it we would be glad to help. But we need something to look at.
Mess with me? Must wish for death, as I let loose the hounds of hell and bats as well. But don't think I cannot battle I have two guns of quick death and I know how to fight as well.
Mess with me? Must wish for death, as I let loose the hounds of hell and bats as well. But don't think I cannot battle I have two guns of quick death and I know how to fight as well.
Jonathan approached the Yakuza outpost and the thugs stopped him only for a second. He revealed a specific tattoo that was made with magic, over his right pectoral. The Tattoo was only given to those deemed as family within the Yakuza. Of course the men called ahead and made sure he was legit. Once they did that they all shared some Rice Sake. Jonathan partook and drank a few with them. Soon they got orders to send him to a woman. Once he got there he was greeted by a fairly cute female. Of course most women would seem like little girls to Jonathan, he being older than most.
"So, Jonathan-san, what is someone like you doing here with...those MPC do-gooders?" her voice was still accented.
“The MPC are peacekeepers. But if you believe that where you are isn’t good then I think you need to ask yourself, why? Perhaps you could simply say that honor makes you stay but I’m sure that you just like to kill. Most new blood Yakuza are just punks wanting to prove themselves. Again I say most.” He said noting that she was of higher or high enough rank to have a certain position. He bowed to her as in the old customs and walked a little closer. He stopped once he noticed her move uncomfortably.
“What’s up with that clothing you have hanging around? We lost some students of mine, care to share?” He asked and she knew of what clothing he spoke of.
"I know nothing of said students, but I think I know a clue; you see, just a few hours ago, a man - he looked white, with vague body language, and two Orichalcum-loaded pistols on his hip, spoke to me, paying us an absurd amount of money to hang up several pieces of clothing up a flagpole. Obviously, I knew something was up, but there was so much credits at stake." She smiled and informed him.
“Could you tell me about this man?” He asked looking at her eyes, although she didn’t look back into his. She tried not to stare into his eyes. It was said that specific mages had the Third Eye or could Soul Gaze into someone through direct eye contact.
"He, specialized in three or four Schools, instead had weaker versions of all Nine, giving him limited resistance to Magic. It seemed to be his prime defense, along with Fatesilk and Dura-Ceramic armor. Oh, and he spoke of meeting up with several men in Manila..." She informed him. He bowed and called in his ship, the Glyph. As soon as he was picked up he headed Manila. He plotted the course in the using the navigation computer and then went into his chambers. He closed his eyes he began to meditate. He couldn’t lose focus like he did before, that would get people killed.
"So, Jonathan-san, what is someone like you doing here with...those MPC do-gooders?" her voice was still accented.
“The MPC are peacekeepers. But if you believe that where you are isn’t good then I think you need to ask yourself, why? Perhaps you could simply say that honor makes you stay but I’m sure that you just like to kill. Most new blood Yakuza are just punks wanting to prove themselves. Again I say most.” He said noting that she was of higher or high enough rank to have a certain position. He bowed to her as in the old customs and walked a little closer. He stopped once he noticed her move uncomfortably.
“What’s up with that clothing you have hanging around? We lost some students of mine, care to share?” He asked and she knew of what clothing he spoke of.
"I know nothing of said students, but I think I know a clue; you see, just a few hours ago, a man - he looked white, with vague body language, and two Orichalcum-loaded pistols on his hip, spoke to me, paying us an absurd amount of money to hang up several pieces of clothing up a flagpole. Obviously, I knew something was up, but there was so much credits at stake." She smiled and informed him.
“Could you tell me about this man?” He asked looking at her eyes, although she didn’t look back into his. She tried not to stare into his eyes. It was said that specific mages had the Third Eye or could Soul Gaze into someone through direct eye contact.
"He, specialized in three or four Schools, instead had weaker versions of all Nine, giving him limited resistance to Magic. It seemed to be his prime defense, along with Fatesilk and Dura-Ceramic armor. Oh, and he spoke of meeting up with several men in Manila..." She informed him. He bowed and called in his ship, the Glyph. As soon as he was picked up he headed Manila. He plotted the course in the using the navigation computer and then went into his chambers. He closed his eyes he began to meditate. He couldn’t lose focus like he did before, that would get people killed.
Jonathan stood and sympathetically listened to Ascot the little boy. No, he was a man forced to become one by circumstances that probably should have never occurred. He felt bad for the boy-man that never got to be a child. He never got to have fun with friends his own age, at least not in the way most children play. He became lost in thought after Ascot left. Ascot needed friends to help him through these times. They seemed like some of the worse times for the child. Ascot’s words rang in his head as he walked around making sure the trees were growing. It seemed that some of his students were captured. Captured by the Yakuza. He made his way over to Ascot and looked at Hibiscus with a smile. He enjoyed the fact that she had such a strong bond with her pet. Oddly enough he didn’t judge people based on the type of magic they used.
“If it is ok with you Ascot I would like to parlay with the Yakuza. I had a run in with their boss back in the day. He was a little younger but I ended up saving his life. They wanted to make me a member but I had to decline. They didn’t like it but still I thought instead of you going in there halfcocked, perhaps I could try something.” He walked over to Ascot patting him on the shoulder and walked in the direction of the Yakuza building.
“If it is ok with you Ascot I would like to parlay with the Yakuza. I had a run in with their boss back in the day. He was a little younger but I ended up saving his life. They wanted to make me a member but I had to decline. They didn’t like it but still I thought instead of you going in there halfcocked, perhaps I could try something.” He walked over to Ascot patting him on the shoulder and walked in the direction of the Yakuza building.
Very interesting post Eyeris. I really enjoyed reading it.
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