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Name: Kul Ode Leh'Glazet
Nickname: King Kul
Age: Unknown
Likes and dislikes: Kul enjoys death, murder, pillaging, and over-all bloodshed. He dislikes idiots and 'peaceful' people.
Items: He carries an assortment of weaponry on his body, be it a series of daggers under his armor, a katana on his hip, a longsword on his back, and a bladed whip in his sleeves.
Kingdom sheet:
Kingdom name: Kingdom of Kratos
Brief description: This kingdom is relatively unknown, packed into a large, daunting mountainous region filled with beasts, mutations, and general unfriendly wildlife. To get there is like climbing the stairs of Heaven - you die before you get there. The Kingdom is specialized in guerilla warfare, espionage, and general destruction.
- They are highly-skilled in most forms of weaponry, and has an amazing defensive and offensive power.
- Have tamed wild beasts to use as travel, on both water and land.
Hey, you know the phrase 'Talk shit get hit'?
Haha, that's happening to Wave right now. He's fucked, excuse my language.
Haha, that's happening to Wave right now. He's fucked, excuse my language.
Monkey_Lord said
"I'm Wave known as Wave," Wave spoke with confidence in his voice. Wave did not seem to talk very much, but when he did he spoke with authority and confidence. "Mabey we should get to that robery commander." Said Wave with a hint of mockery in his voice. With that Wave ran out the door after A.I. shot through the air on his water platform, faster, faster, and faster, till finally he reached the bank. The bank was very large and it had maney cop cars and fire engins surrounding it. Wave pointed his water-bearer at the fire hose, then at the flaming building he shot jets of cold water rapidly out of his bearers. Almost intantly after Wave started helping the Fire died down. "A.I, go see what the cause of that fire was call if there is any trouble!" shouted Wave to A.I. Wave looked around a spotted a shady looking man taking out some police men. Wave decided to call for backup. He had a feeling they were in over their heads here.
Legion shook his head sadly, feeling his nose slightly bleed from the pure stupidity this so-called 'hero' was showing. Yelling, riding onto the scene on top of a giant wave of water, being a general loudmouth. The cyborg shook his head, almost not wanting to kill the poor kid. Keyword? Almost.
To any onlookers, it would appear as if five ninjas suddenly blurred out of no where, all with the same appearance. The mini-army flipped and dashed through the air and rooftops, each one circling the child named 'Wave', glowing red blades held tightly in hand.
Finally, the real Legion moved in swiftly and silently, darting behind the weird kid who chose to name his alias as his actual name, creating an oxymoron. He dropped a pellet grenade right behind the boy, before just as silently cloaking and darting away. Immediately after, two more of the same Cyborgs leaped from a nearby rooftop, deadly swords pointed right at Wave's squishy skin, just as the explosive pellet combusted violently, covering the immediate area in smoke and flaming debris.
Barnelsby shoved a random guardsman into the ocean below. He was still putting off steam, as it were. With a grunt of annoyance, the warrior leaped upon the ship, grabbing an over-hanging rope and leaping onto the deck.
"Onward, to glory! And death...and pillaging."
"Onward, to glory! And death...and pillaging."
Legion was still slightly brooding as he traveled via rooftops, flipping and dashing over pipe-lines and lamp posts everytime he ran out of roof. He wasn't necessarily scared of fighting Alloy - the boy was hesitant, and that could easily be manipulated. No, he was more worried about potentially having to take out someone he considered a 'friend', or even a younger brother figure. Legion wasn't afraid of death, nor did he care much about causing it. But...what he did dislike was doing something he didn't want to do. Case is...if Bane over jumps the cautious boundaries Legion had put up years ago...then there might just be a battle. A bloody battle that may end with two deaths.
"Jesus Christ... Ho...wha... Someone subdue this freak already! We already have problems with the arsonist on top!"
The crackled voice of a policeman's distorted, yet freaked out voice crinkled through his comm link, causing Legion to momentarily pause on top of a lamppost. While running, he had changed into his armored form as to delete any option of anyone figuring out his identity, and his mouth tweaked slightly underneath his intimidating helmet. The cyborg flipped open his own blade and stared down into it's glowing, laser-like blade. Hell...he had a day to spare. It could be Alloy in trouble again, as well. Growling under his breath, Legion mentally hacked into the comm's signal, gaining the coordinates of the small group of policemen that had started to close in on the 'freak'.
Without a word, the the cyborg disappeared.
"Not Alloy...but someone else."
Let it be known that Legion didn't care much about anyone else other than him, and to a point, Alloy. However, he hated bullies, and law enforcement officers in general. That is why he felt absolutely no mercy, nor pleasure in his actions.
"...We are Legion. We are Many. And...you are dead." Legion slowly walked out of an alleyway, the only sound coming from him was the metallic clink of his feet, and the humming of his blade as it sliced through a stray bullet that had come too close. Suddenly, he disappeared in an explosion of particles, uncloaking behind a paranoid police officer.
"W-what? There's another of 'e-" The officer began, only to cough on his own blood. Slowly, he looked down, to where a crimson-red blade was sticking out of his chest. Spinning eratically, Legion slipped his sword from the corpse's body and dashed forward, bringing his blade upward to slice another officer from his waist up. Before they could recover from the surprise attack, Legion cloaked once more, flipping away from his position and speaking up from behind the other sword-user.
"...I am Legion. Remember us, as we will be watching." His voice crackled away, and he reappeared in front a third officer, uncloaked and his fist planted firmly in the man's stomach. Retracting his metallic 'claws', Legion gave the swordsman a glance before slinking into the nearby shadows, to watch the swordsman take out the rest of the back-up squadron.
"Jesus Christ... Ho...wha... Someone subdue this freak already! We already have problems with the arsonist on top!"
The crackled voice of a policeman's distorted, yet freaked out voice crinkled through his comm link, causing Legion to momentarily pause on top of a lamppost. While running, he had changed into his armored form as to delete any option of anyone figuring out his identity, and his mouth tweaked slightly underneath his intimidating helmet. The cyborg flipped open his own blade and stared down into it's glowing, laser-like blade. Hell...he had a day to spare. It could be Alloy in trouble again, as well. Growling under his breath, Legion mentally hacked into the comm's signal, gaining the coordinates of the small group of policemen that had started to close in on the 'freak'.
Without a word, the the cyborg disappeared.
"Not Alloy...but someone else."
Let it be known that Legion didn't care much about anyone else other than him, and to a point, Alloy. However, he hated bullies, and law enforcement officers in general. That is why he felt absolutely no mercy, nor pleasure in his actions.
"...We are Legion. We are Many. And...you are dead." Legion slowly walked out of an alleyway, the only sound coming from him was the metallic clink of his feet, and the humming of his blade as it sliced through a stray bullet that had come too close. Suddenly, he disappeared in an explosion of particles, uncloaking behind a paranoid police officer.
"W-what? There's another of 'e-" The officer began, only to cough on his own blood. Slowly, he looked down, to where a crimson-red blade was sticking out of his chest. Spinning eratically, Legion slipped his sword from the corpse's body and dashed forward, bringing his blade upward to slice another officer from his waist up. Before they could recover from the surprise attack, Legion cloaked once more, flipping away from his position and speaking up from behind the other sword-user.
"...I am Legion. Remember us, as we will be watching." His voice crackled away, and he reappeared in front a third officer, uncloaked and his fist planted firmly in the man's stomach. Retracting his metallic 'claws', Legion gave the swordsman a glance before slinking into the nearby shadows, to watch the swordsman take out the rest of the back-up squadron.
Artemis sat at the farthest end of the table, a shiny crimson apple rested on a napkin in front of him. The white-haired boy took one glance at the drama before turning his ruby-red irises towards his small snack, noting his pale reflection in the delicious fruit. Picking the apple up, Artemis gave himself a small smirk before taking a small chunk out of the red skin, sitting the apple back down on it's napkin and swallowing the small portion of fruit. To anyone looking in at the short boy with bone-white hair, it would look as if he was simply eating a before-lunch snack, but Artemis took this small break to think of any future plans he may take into account this year.
'Hm...' Artemis took out another chunk of apple, before swiftly swallowing the portion and rolling the stem through his fingers. 'My...book. I definitely want to check it out more in-depth once in the safety of the Slytherin Dungeons.' he thought with a mental nod, absent-mindedly banishing the finished apple core from the table. He could see Casimir sitting a bit farther down the table, watching the drama going on farther along in the room. The seventh year was the only other one who knew of the book, and the only one who WOULD know. Artemis would make sure of that. He was already hesitant about sharing the potential information with an unknown.
"I need the assistance, however," The frail boy sighed quietly, resting his face in his hands, and watching the interaction among wizards with bored, yet plotting crimson irises. 'It's only a matter of time..'
'Hm...' Artemis took out another chunk of apple, before swiftly swallowing the portion and rolling the stem through his fingers. 'My...book. I definitely want to check it out more in-depth once in the safety of the Slytherin Dungeons.' he thought with a mental nod, absent-mindedly banishing the finished apple core from the table. He could see Casimir sitting a bit farther down the table, watching the drama going on farther along in the room. The seventh year was the only other one who knew of the book, and the only one who WOULD know. Artemis would make sure of that. He was already hesitant about sharing the potential information with an unknown.
"I need the assistance, however," The frail boy sighed quietly, resting his face in his hands, and watching the interaction among wizards with bored, yet plotting crimson irises. 'It's only a matter of time..'
I'm here.
Sorry for the random leave. I kind of took a break, and when I came back, I was lost so I took another prolonged break from this RP.
Has anything really noteworthy happened?
Sorry for the random leave. I kind of took a break, and when I came back, I was lost so I took another prolonged break from this RP.
Has anything really noteworthy happened?
MonsieurShade said
Alloy stifled the urge to sigh as he caught his brother's somewhat tone when Legion admitted to recording the affairs of the heroes. "As much as I hate having to keep information from Bane, i'm inclined to agree with you on this one. We wouldn't last five minutes against the league if we were discovered even if we both went all out.". Alloy's ears perked as he heard sirens and a single gunshot not too far off, prompting him to hand the vial to Legion with a sheepish smile, "Hey...sorry to do this, but could you maybe have this delivered to Bane yourself? I wanna make sure none of the 'normals' were badly hurt." Alloy said while trying to avoid looking in the direction of the shot. Despite his mission Alloy couldn't bring himself to let innocent people be harmed, it was something that Bane had constantly reprimanded him about, both through words and the occasional beat down, but still Alloy refused to leave civilians to their plight unless he couldn't help it. Not to mention the fact that there was still some residual guilt for beating the guards in the medical facility into a pulp. Alloy fidgeted as he awaited an answer, and likely a bit of jeering from Legion for his softheartedness.
Legion's crimson eyes narrowed slightly from under his sunglasses. "Really, Alloy..." he sighed quietly, though he grabbed the vial and placed it on his watch. In a flash of light, it was gone, shipped of to Bane's personal HQ. "Are you a hero, or do you work for Bane?" The cyborg took a glance at the bank, his naturally-bionic eyes taking on infrared vision, allowing him to zoom in and look straight into the building, where he could clearly see some idiotic chick sloppily 'robbing' the place.
"I'm only covering your ass this one last time." He began to walk away, before disappearing into holographic particles. From behind Alloy, Legion uncloaked, his crimson blade twirling through his experienced fingers. "I would like to avoid taking you out, but if Bane sees you as a potential liability..." The cyborg sheathed his sword and once more disappeared, revealing that he was yet another hologram.
He reappeared on a nearby rooftop, before leaping away once more. His voice crackled through the comm speaker, "Then I will have to deal with it..."
Titus rested his back against the cold walls of this new...place, his head whirling from the sudden blast of information. Young Justice? He...was supposed to be in a team with these people? He wasn't socially awkward or anything...but all of this was completely random. Would Thor want him to do this?
"Well since we are going to be working with each other for a long period of time presumably, we'd better get to know each other. I'm Craig, also known as Captain Britain the second."
Titus looked over to where the others were standing. With a small shrug, the Asgardian walked over to the rest of his teammates, putting his helmet away and scratching the blonde stubble on his cheeks. "Greetings. I am Titus of Asgard..."
You should also probably go into detail more, just to clarify her development with her powerset.
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