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Split Fursona
« on: May 24, 2009, 11:40:03 PM »
Jedah grumbled gently as blood ran over his face and into his mouth causing him to spit it aside. He looked up to the face of his advisory which seemed to be almost mocking him as this almost seemed to be where he met his match and equal in battle. He swallowed hard "Mia... ya there?' he muttered as the weak sounding female voice rang into his mind "Y-yeah why?" she asked causing him to scoff "Can you manage one more burst of power against this guy?" he asked calmly. She was silent for a while but after a short amount of time the answer can "I think I can I think I can" she responded as the power burst into his soul allowing him one last motion and this was now all him since Mia was completely incapacitated. His hind paw connected to the jaw of the big bear knocking him unconscious sending his blade scattering across the pavement. Jedah laughed and stumbled as he picked up the blade and gave the final blow no blood but an odd whisp of colored air dissapeared into the night as he felt the familiar burst of power flowing into him. "Two down." he said falling to his knees as more blood rose to his mouth. "Home we go" he muttered limping down the street.

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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #1 on: May 25, 2009, 12:00:03 AM »
Blocking with his katana, Jax was getting overpowered by what looked like a feral wolf. One of Jax's eyes is glowing bright red, but it does not alter his vision at all. Jax, stop blocking and attack already! Chrono yelled into his head. Why do I have to fight him without help?! He yelled in his own mind. I can't have the body I'm working through be low quality, or do you want to go up in flames from your own attack?! Chrono replied, not realizing that the conversation is making Jax's blocks worse. As the wolf started to go into a pattern of attack, Jax soon realized a way to exploit all the openings, which he did. After five minutes of exploiting the pattern, the wolf is lying on the ground, bleeding from non-lethal wounds. The wild look in the wolf's eyes faded as he started to plead mercy "This thing in me took over and attacked you, please, just spare my life!!". I say kill him here, if he can't cooperate with his 'other' half, hes more of a danger than his pleas portray "Just shut up will you?" Jax mumbled, leaving the wolf confused, afraid, and probably shocked beyond measure. Jax finally spoke up... "If you can't make peace with your inner demon, then you are too dangerous to spare, forgive me..." Jax said as he made his first win and kill, running the katana through the wolf's heart, leaving his face frozen in fear and despair. Yesssss....I feel my power returning, and I noticed you became stronger as well, Jax Chrono said after a wisp of blue light floated out of the puncture wound. "So, you sense anymore of the spirits nearby?" Jax said as a red gas floated up in front of him, taking the shape of a Dragon demon with a broadsword held down. "You got the most prominent presence in Germany, the only other place I could think of is Canada, I felt another spirit just died over there at almost the same time this one did.... "You know the best way to Canada without buying a plane ticket?" Jax said, cocking an eyebrow towards Chrono "Walking?" Chrono said with a chuckle "Your next power better be flight, I'm already getting tired of having to go cross-country for you..." Jax replied...or threatened, as he headed towards the Berlin Airport....
« Last Edit: May 25, 2009, 04:20:23 PM by Chrono-Dragon »
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #2 on: May 26, 2009, 01:21:10 AM »
As Maximillion was walking home from the gym, he felt an unusually cold breeze roll in. "Wait... isn't it summer," he muttered to himself. Looking behind him he say a grey mist rolls in. Inside the mist, two glowing orbs advance towards Max's gaze untill they stop right in front of him. Frozen in fear,Max does nothing, a hand materializes from inside the mist and grabs the boy's face. Hello mortal, I am Gabag the Watcher, Knight of the Ordo it spoke, the armored figure materializing.

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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #3 on: May 27, 2009, 02:52:17 AM »
Ember walked slowly then turned and leaned against a tree, slowly sliding down to sit on the ground. She leaned her head back against the tree as the voice inside her began to speak. "You're bleeding, you know." Ka stated. Ember wiped blood from her mouth and eyed the cut on her left arm. It wasn't too deep though so she left it alone. "Maybe I wouldn't be bleeding if someone had actually helped me back there." Ember grumbled aloud. "Hey, you've got to know how to fend for yourself too..." Ka said. "And you should know how to help if you don't want me to die!" Ember snapped at Ka.
Their "conversation" ended there. Ember took the time to rest herself, but she was still alert as she napped.
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #4 on: May 27, 2009, 11:16:13 AM »
After waiting 2 hours, Jax gets on the plane for Canada...Jax, why do we have to fly in a metal box filled with weaklings? Chrono questioned in his mind. Because you can't fly, and I don't want to spend more than a day to get to one country...got anything more to complain about?. After a moment of complete mental silence, Jax sighed Sorry for the outburst, I just commited murder after only knowing you for about half a year, so I'm worried that I'm going to have to keep killing for you to 'reform', at which point I'll end up shot on sight. Jax apologized. I can make it up to you, how about instead of just me 'reforming', as soon as my power is complete, you could end up gaining your own power, at the cost of one more soul... Chrono offered, which is highly unlike himself. Unless a better suggestion comes up, I guess we have a deal. Jax replied as they both went to sleep during the flight to Canada...
« Last Edit: May 27, 2009, 04:51:54 PM by Chrono-Dragon »
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"Wait, you're here for my shiny loot? I thought you were here to avenge the cattle and people I've slaughtered..."

"I may not always be a caring person, but even when I am furious, it is mostly at myself for becoming this way"
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #5 on: May 27, 2009, 05:04:11 PM »
Reyon sat under an apple tree, eating a nice ripe apple, freshly picked from the tree.  Italy was nice today, considering only a few weeks ago Reyon slew a fox to help his spirit gain more power.  Reyon, and his spirit, Ogma, only worked well together during a fight.  Otherwise they were always arguing, and fighting amongst themselves, but today Ogma hadn't said a word, and Reyon wasn't about to ask any questions to ruin the silence.  As Reyon stood up, picked up his sword, and latched it to his waist Ogma had spoken Are you ready?he asked.  It depends on what you mean by "ready"  do you mean ready to go travel somewhere, or ready to go fight someone else?, Reyon had replied.  Both.  Head to Rome, get inside the Colosseum. was all Ogma had to say, for he had once again gone in his submissive state.  Reyon looked around to see if anybody was watching, and far as he could tell, nobody.  Suddenly Reyon's feet were surrounded by electricity, and then Reyon was shot straight up into the clouds.
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #6 on: May 28, 2009, 02:56:13 AM »
You're pathetic. Think of it this way, help me and the quicker we can go our separate ways. Sam was hastily attempting to evade wide swings from a pipe, wielded by a vicious-looking fox. Though, he thought, I probably look just as vicious. Evading wasn't one of Blackout's strong points, if he had his way it would be him wielding the pipe. The pipe hit him smack into his ribs, knocking the wind out of him. Grab his weapon! I'm trying! Knocked on the ground he narrowly avoided what was supposed to be a death blow, got in close to his opponent, grabbing the pipe at the end he was holding it. Blackout, lending every drop of physical strength he had, wrenched the pipe out of his hands and started beating the fox with it, still recovering from the disarmament. One after another he hit the fox, until he was on the ground, and not stopping even then. Yes...kill him. Sam stopped himself, realizing what Blackout was trying to do, but it was to late. He was dead. Panting, he fell on ground, and proceeded to hate his life. You did good. I don't like 'good'. You don't have to. You often won't. What has to be done, has to be done. Sam put his face in his hands realizing no alternative, and deeply regretting it.

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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #7 on: May 28, 2009, 03:06:46 AM »
Can't you go any faster?Ogma had said half way to Rome.  And then the peaceful quite, abruptly came to an end. Reyon replied.  Oh shut up.  So CAN you go any faster?, Ogma retorted.  I Like admiring the clouds.  Don't you?, Reyon countered, now using his hands to help steady the control of his flight.  Look, this new one that I've found has a special ability.  You need to be serious., and with that Reyon started thinking about what his next opponent's ability could be.  Shockwaves? Fire Blasts?  Super strength?  Ogma had never been so serious, or straightforward with Reyon like this, so it had to have been really important.  What's his power? Reyon finally said. You'll see...., and with that Reyon sped up his pace.
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #8 on: May 28, 2009, 03:34:07 AM »
Ember was now walking down a path, fully rested from her nap. She had been walking for quite some time at this point, probably three miles, with complete silence in her head.
And then the peacefulness of the silence ceased.
"You can't be serious..." Ka blurted out, sounding agitated and like he had just awoken inside her. Ember groaned. "Now what's your problem?" She asked, not sounding pleased. "Why in the world are you walking? You have wings!" Ka said loudly in her head and Ember sighed, stopping in the path. "Hmm...maybe it's because...I enjoy walking sometimes." She said with a hand on her chin. There was an unhappy sigh in her head. "I can't believe after all the time I've dreamt of being able to fly, I inhabit the body of someone who can, and they'd rather walk!" Ka stated, his voice showing signs of his disbelief. "I didn't say I'd rather walk than fly...I just said I enjoy it sometimes." Ember replied. "Just like your feet would hurt after walking for a while, wings hurt after flying for a while." "You haven't flown once since I inhabited your body!" Ka yelled in disappointment.
Ember started moving down the path, quickly building speed up to a full sprint. "I'm not doing this for you..." She said with a little determination and stubborness in her voice, her wings starting to spread. "I'm doing this for myself, to make me feel better..."
With that, she took off into the air up above the trees. As soon as her feet left the ground, she felt free from Ka, even though she knew he was still there. Part of her felt that if she had been inhabited by someone of her own gender, like she assumed how it worked for most, then she wouldn't be so irritated and be fighting with it all the time.
"Why did you choose me?" She questioned.
There was no response.
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #9 on: May 28, 2009, 11:16:01 AM »
After finnaly landing in Canada, they wake up and leave the plane and quickly get a rental car. "So, where is the spirit you're talking about?" Jax asked, looking in the rear-view mirror as Chrono materialized in the back seat. "Her vessel is going to be hard to find, I just did a 'scan' of the area, theres at least ten more of these spirits in this area". Jax sighs in annoyance "well, guess that means you get to reach full potential that much faster.."
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #10 on: May 28, 2009, 03:36:13 PM »
Reyon had chosen to land outside of Rome, for he knew there were many watchful eyes in the city.  Ogma was still silent when Reyon walked in, so he took this time to act like a simple tourist, and explore the parts of the city he had been unable to explore on his last visit.  The first he wanted to go visit, was the Pantheon.  He had only gotten a small glimpse of it when he tried to go astray from the tourist group, led by a tour guide.  It was on that day Reyon decided to never, ever use a tour guide, and to explore new places on his own, as he usually liked it.  To be alone...  Reyon was about a quarter mile away from the Pantheon when images of the Colosseum started flashing in his mind, and Reyon had heard Ogma sigh.  Alright, alright I'm going.  Sheesh., Reyon retorted, and the flashing images disappeared.  Reyon stood still for a moment, he would've rather seen the Pantheon first, but he knew that Ogma wouldn't let him.  He'd just start showing Reyon images of the Colosseum in place of the Pantheon.  After a few moments of silence, Reyon sensed Ogma's irritation, spun around on his heel, and began walking to the Colosseum.  The Colosseum was further away than the Pantheon, and Reyon made sure to remember that for their next, inevitable argument.
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #11 on: May 28, 2009, 11:45:48 PM »
"Knight... of the Ordo?" Max began "Yes, Knight of the Ordo, the Ordo Malleus to be exact, and I have chosen you to be my vessel untill I can become whole again!" the armored figure replied "So... you're going to be inside me?" "Yes, if that is a problem, it must wait, I sense another spiritual aura! " The figure vanished, but a voice inside Max's head told him this wasn't going to end well. "For a vessel of a Knight of the Ordo, you must be in the proper attire, hold on one moment" Hearing a chant inside his mind, Max was surprised when large grey armor started to materialize onto his body, fitting perfectly. "Did... Did you give me this?" Max asked "Of Course young one, but enough questions, you must battle this spirit and defeat it's vessel, only then will you gain more pieces of the equipment."

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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #12 on: May 29, 2009, 12:42:14 AM »
As he raced down the dark hallway he could feel that he was beginning to lose himself.  "Please," he begged, "Just five more minutes..." a mocking laugh seemed to echo through his thoughts.  He rounded a corner and was thrust into the light.  After his eyes had adapted he realized he was no longer alone.  Another wolf, female, about his height, stood between him and his destination.  He was overcome by despair.  It wasn't the mocking gleam in the she-wolf's eyes, nor was it the fear of death, even if she did carry a blade, even if it did look like she knew how to use it.  That fear was one he had learned to master long ago.  This fear was much, much worse.  He steeled himself.  "Very well," he spoke softly so that the she-wolf wouldn't hear, "This victory is yours."  The laughter returned, but this time with a savage glee, the laughter returned, but this time, it grew and grew until it was no longer part of him, it WAS him.  Now the haunting laughter echoed through the halls.  The she-wolf's eyes flashed with fear, but as soon as it had come, it disappeared.  She was a professional, but it didn't matter.  He'd seen the fear, and was finely attuned to it.  So long as his enemy feared him, he was unstoppable.  His eyes locked on hers.  "I don't suppose that we could negotiate your stepping aside."  The mocking gleam returned to her eyes.  "No.  I don't believe we could."  He allowed himself a satisfied smile.  "Very well."  She gasped.  Her fears were attacking her, tearing her apart from the inside.  It likely came as a reprieve when his blade found her heart.  He let her body fall to the ground.  He had traveled only a few steps down the corridor she had been guarding before he heard the words, "Help me... I-I don't want to die..."  The she-wolf was still alive.  "Shame," he responded, "Me letting you live would have been part of our negotiation."  He turned away and continued down the corridor.  The whole way he felt her eyes on his back.  Almost the whole way.  He could feel the exact moment that she gave up on life.  He allowed himself a rare and terrible smile.  "She hung on for quite a while.  Very professional."  Part of him was screaming how monstrous his last act was.  But the other part, the part that was in control, felt only satisfaction.  "Yes," he spoke to himself, "Very professional indeed."

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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #13 on: May 29, 2009, 12:46:11 AM »
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Re: Split Fursona
« Reply #14 on: May 29, 2009, 12:47:36 AM »
Ah, sorry.  Apologies.

 

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