GTDRPG: Of Angels and Demons(LIVE)

[Prinny]

"You wanna take this to a fight, huh!?" Shouted Raile.



Suddenly he realized where he was.


This place. The castle. The facility. Brother.

He looked to the other side of the huge room, at the big door. There he stared, expected to see his happy brother, now an enemy.

"We'll start the fight later."

With that his face turned to a devilish expression, an expression so grim it could turn mere peasants to cowards in less than half a second.

He started walking slowly towards the door, unholstering his cutlass while at it.

[controls]

Originally Posted by terence775

"Yes, sir." Artrix replied and stood aside as the High Chaplain went through the doors.

One of the mages put a hand on Artrix's shoulders. "You must be tired, come with me. I will show you to your room."

The other mage took a step foward. "Go, I will wait here for Chaplain Angelos."


~*~


The transport copter hovered precaroiusly above the castle tower, kicking up particles of gravel as the aircraft descended and deployed its landing gears, landing on the stone surface with a muted thud. The copter departed slowly as it fought its way back into the changing air current, leaving Ruby Maxwell and her Honour Guard on the castle top. Three more Travian aircrafts arrived in the same fashion, each one delivering two groups of ten Knights, sixty Iron Knights in all, before disappearing beyond the horizon.

Each Knight was dressed in full combat apparel and armed with the standard Excorcist rifles and disruptive EMP grenades. The Honour Guard accompanying her were equipped with a newer proto-type armor, their distinct shape distinguishing them from the rank-and-file troops, as well as the more powerful Executioner rifle.

The Knights remained outwardly silent, though Ruby knew that they had their own internal comm-net from which they communicated to one another. Within each channel squad leaders began sending through orders and organizing their troops. Immediately they began to assemble into two rows behind the Honour Guard, whom formed their own eight-man column behind the Maxwell president.

Representatives from the Order appeared from the castle entrance, dressed in royal attire, to greet their guests. Ruby returned their welcome graciously, remembering to adhere to the Axium proper code of conduct as she explained to them that she was a representative of Chairman Sereno, whom High Chaplain Angelos had contacted some time ago.

Knodding with one another, the Royal Chaplains led the way down the flight of stairs towards the audience chamber, an entire company of Iron Knights trailing behind them in single file. With the Iron Knights at the castle, and the TLEA soon to arrive, the preparations of the defense could begin.

[Wixern]

A lone helicopter soared through the air. Unaccompanied by other copters, it was an odd sight. Due to demons attacking from any position, most choppers were provided with air support these days. Another odd thing was that the vehicle seemed to fly oddly up and down, and even swerved a bit from side to side.

'I think I've got it now.' Wixern said, pushing a lever next to his seat to watch the results.
'Perhaps we should've just asked a pilot to take us.' BSN said, clinging to a doorpost. She wasn't at all comfortable with Wixern steering the helicopter.
'No can do. They all work for the empire. 'Sides, we left them money for the helicopter.'

BSN sat down in the co-pilot's chair. Or, at least, a chair next to that of the pilot. She knew how to drive cars, and motorcycles weren't too hard either. But helicopters were an entirely different kind of vehicle. She tried to make sense of the smorgasbord of buttons, levers and meters in front of her, but she really couldn't understand what any of them did.

'How long should this take?' She asked, now looking for a dashboard compartment, or anything else containing a "So you want to fly a helicopter" booklet.
'Not too long. We should make it before the actual party kicks off.'

The helicopter took a sudden dive downwards, causing BSN to thanks the seatbelts she strapped herself into.

The refugee camp disappeared out of sight quickly enough. Ted, sitting in the transport part of the helicopter, was frantically trying to hold on to something, anything. This was a lot harder when you had no thumbs, but slippery flippers. As a result, he often slid from one side of the room to the other, or even flew up in the air whenever they took a sudden dive downwards.
Needless to say, Ted was not a happy penguin.

[_Zephyre_]

Ivan stood at attention behind a railing overlooking the grand hall where the king's birthday celebration would be held, observing the hustle and bustle of preparations as people of all sorts scuttled around below like ants. The demon that unleashed hell upon the research facility forgotten, Ivan was now focused on scanning the people below for any shady characters that might attempt something out of the ordinary.

"Like planting a bomb under the king's shiny ass, for instance," sounded a woman's voice from the earphone nestled in Ivan's right ear.
"Stop that, Mel. The Order's going to get everyone out to perform a thorough scan on the area before they let people in again. Then the Iron Knights are coming for another round. And I doubt the demons are going to resort to bombs. A sudden demon ambush is more likely. Remember the video footage," Ivan spoke softly.

Ivan had his hands folded behind his back. He was dressed smartly in Iron Knights formal military dress, but he looked bulkier than normal, since he wore his Slighthand armour underneath. His helmet rested in a small sack by his side, as did a pair of spike bolters. A beret sat on his head. The Order already knew of the Iron Knights' presence. That's what they were informed of. But they knew nothing of the Slighthand. But then again, they were part of the Iron Knights, after all.

[Scuba]

"We'll start the fight later."

The man stalked off, wearing a devilish like smile as he drew his sword.

"Freak of nature." Adam mumbled, and walked out of the room. He needed to find the leader of the Order so he could use his new sword.

[kumorilastangel]

Nathan, Sara, Blaine and Mosses jumped onto the helicopter Mosses had managed to secure. They had to get to Axium ASAP. Their only problem was Omega. What to do with him?……….He was tied up, but he wasn’t the main problem now. The main problem was getting into the King's Birthday bash.

Nathan reached for the phone in the helicopter and began dialing a private number.

"Who you dialing Nathan?" Sara asked curiously.

"An old friend." He answered quietly.

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Omega drifted back and forth between semi-consciousness, near oblivious to everything that was happening around him. He tried to recollect his thoughts, starting with his identity, hoping to brnig some order back from the confusion.

"Wh...y.u..dia..ng..Nat..n...?"

Name: Colt Sorn, also known as Ctrl-13 Omega. Okay, good.

Objective: Protect 'Ailysa', whom he knew next to nothing about.

"An...ld..iend..."

That was all he knew about himself. Technically, he was a machine, but he had a human body. That fact caused the confusion to continue to mount. His eyelids drooped slowly, but Omega forced them to stay open. He tried to rub his eyes, to drive away the half-sleep he was in, but found that his arms were restrained.

Alpha. The first possession, back in Los Andreas, Omega was sure he was a daemon. But he knew better now. Alpha was something far more hateful than the legionnaires of Burning Hell. And yet, as long as he lived, so would Alpha. As long as Omega lived, he would just keep coming back again and again.

Those assassins, and the angels. Should he tell them? What he really was? His eyelids closed on him. Maybe after, he thought. After some rest.

[Sarcor]

Kark approached the glittering city of Axium. He marveled over the pretty lights the citadels emitted. He slid down the slope and into the valley. As Kark walked past the trees, he reached the city gates. He was amazed at how much beauty there was on Astra. Nothing like Burning Hell. This thought sent him into a depression. Why was he killing one of them anyways? It was serene and peaceful here.

[_Zephyre_]

Meanwhile, in High Heaven...


"Are you sure of this?"

Very slowly, Harper nodded, staring into the eyes of the giant of an angel before her - Gabriel, the Prince of Gods. He moved in to kiss her on the forehead, then he stapped back. "Then go with my blessings, Lauralan. But be warned - should you encounter any trouble while you're down there, we cannot come to your rescue.

"I understand. Thank you," Harper said, meekly.
"I'll hold on to your firearm for safekeeping for now. And if- ...when you return, Harper, know that you may have to face my father's wrath for what you're about to do."

Harper nodded. "Fare you well," she said. "Goodbye," Gabrial replied, "and best of luck." Harper smiled weakly, and then turned to depart.

Gabriel watched the angel until she vanished from sight. Then, he whispered, "I fear for you, Harper. I fear that this meeting might've been our last."

[Scuba]

Taking control of angelos.
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Adam walked through the castle's interior, moving through the spacious halls. A sixth sense pulled him through the corridors. It was a brooding feel, though not menacing. A large magic force seemed to force it's way through the corridors. Adam sensed this, though almost no one could in this day and age since peaceful times bred weaker humans.

A slight burning sensation grew from the back of his hand. Blotches of black slowly burned their way through the surface of Adam's skin, forming a circular image. Inside of the circle stood a diamond separated by an X. Inside the X stood the words "Loyalty" "Honor" "Peace" and "Love". Words began to bubble slowly above the circle, slowly making out the words "The Order".

"Hmph. Ironic that it shows up even though I failed." Adam said, observing the tattoo take it's near final shape. Arriving at a large golden door, he stopped, observing the atmosphere it seemed to bring. A strong "scent" of power seemed to ooze from the surrounding area, though it was much more tame than what Adam expected.

Placing a hand on the door, he swung it open, revealing a man sitting at a desk overlooking some papers.

"It's considered bad manners to barge into someones room without being invited." Angelos pointed out, looking at Adam.

"Oh well. I need a few of your enchanters for something." Adam said, strolling into the room. A small click sounded from behind Adam, as the door shut of its own accord.

"We're in a hectic situation, so I'm afraid I can't grant your wish." He said, his gaze not leaving Adam.

"Yea, I'm sure someones come to tell you about that stupid demon's game by now. But I need someone to take off this stupid restriction" Adam stated as the box holding Ryswick's sword dropped into his hand.

"That mark, why do you have it?" Angelos's eyes widened.

"Because I do." Adam set the box on the table. "Now I need a few enchanters."

"Answer me. Why do you know of the assassination, and why do you have an Order mark that was decommissioned centuries ago?" The

"That stupid demon probably invited everyone he deemed a threat to his plans to this sad game. This mark, is of no concern to you however."

Adam opened the box, revealing the sword to Angelos.

".... I see. Head towards the basement, and when asked, reply Splendeur aux roi."

"Bye." Adam stated, replacing his sword in his hammerspace.


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No personality for angelos... >>"

[kumorilastangel]

Mosses expertly piloted the helicopter into Axium airspace.

"We have clearance to land on a private pad two miles outside of Axium." Nathan said placing the receiver back on the chopper's instrument panel.

"Who?.." Sara began.

"The Sorcerer." Nathan said pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes. "Grey Dust seems to already know of the attack, and they have agreed to work with us. We have their complete cooperation."

Sara nodded and looked back at Omega. "What about him?"

"There's a nice secure cell waiting for him." Nathan said with a sigh. "I wanna help him but I don’t know how to free him of Alpha without killing him."

"Bloody parasite…" He added as an after thought.

" I see the pad, I'm taking us down." Moses announced guiding the chopper down onto the pad.

The moment they landed the pad descended into the earth and into an underground hanger leaving no traces on the surface above. Reaching the floor of the hanger everyone pilled out of the chopper.

"Oi, that was a long ride." Said Scroll climbing out of the back of the chopper. Apparently he had snuck onboard and no one had noticed.

"What the hell, damn stowaway." Chris said looking at Scroll and reaching for his sword.

"Its cool Chris." Nathan said waving him off. "Why did you decide to come along Scroll?"

"It seems all the action follows you guys and I wanna be where the action is. I want to join R.I .S.E ." He said looking Nathan in the eye.

Nathan stared back searching this man's soul. His resolve was strong and he was a skilled warrior.

"Welcome aboard." Nathan said turning and heading up the candlelit corridor that lead out of the hanger.

Without a word the rest of the group followed him. After a short walk they came to a dead end. A figure materialized out of the darkness. It was the "The Sorcerer."

"It brings me great joy to see the old team back together." He said in a deep commanding voice. "This way, there is much work to do." He said walking through the wall of the supposed dead end.

The group followed wordlessly.

[Wixern]

Outside, not too far away from the castle where the king of Axium resided, a smoking piece of wreckage was stuck in the treetops. Below the trees, Wixern and BSN were picking themselves up.

'Okay, so when exactly did Ted take over the controls?' BSN asked agitatedly, massaging her neck.
'I'm not sure. I was just off for a second to see what was in the supply room of that helicopter. Next thing I know, we've landed.' Wixern said, looking at Ted, who was still trying to slowly slide down the tree.
'I wouldn't call crashing down into the trees "Landing", per se.'
'Still, it's better this way. If we landed atop the castle, we would be seen as allies of the king. That's not what we're here for.'

They turned to look at the castle. It looked serviceable enough, although it must've seen better days. Probably, the Machine campaigns had taken their toll some way.
'I guess you're right.' BSN sighed. 'So, all we need to do is sneak in?'
'They're expecting demons. I doubt they'd have magic defenses set up against humans. Or, I at least hope so.' Wixern said, just a hint of uncertainty glimpsing through.
'We'll see.' BSN said, grabbing Ted from the tree and placing him on the ground.

They set off, Ted waggling behind a bit shocked after the recent crash. He'd not so much taken control of the helicopter as panicked when he found out no one was steering any more. And flying a helicopter when you have:
-No arms
-No legs
-And no vision over the dashboard
Made it a lot harder for penguins to control.

'Oh, wait.' Wixern said, halting their step abruptly and fishing something out of his pocket. It appeared to be a couple of pills, as often used in the medical tents of the refugee camp.
'What are those?' BSN asked suspiciously.
'Painkillers.' He replied bluntly. 'They're the heaviest kind. Supposedly, this would make you numb against any pain, including being severed from the waist down. I got them from the helicopter's supplies.'

BSN took one of the strange pills. They were red, and looked as though someone had tried to shape them after candy. In the refugee camp, these pills were often given to those who were severely wounded, and had no chance to survive. They were given to send them through their final hours without the pain bearing down on them. The only downside to them was that the pain would come back sevenfold once the effects wore down. Still, to a dying man, that meant little.

'So why would we take them?' BSN asked.
'Simple. Whatever's going to kill the king isn't going to care what it plows through. These pills will be preventatives. If you get hurt in battle, they will make you able to carry on. If you need to run, they will help you get away without being hindered by your wounds. You don't have to take them. But I will. Because I'm not expecting this to be easy. I am expecting to be hurt, to be slammed against the walls and kicked in the teeth. And this way, I'll be able to take it, and then dish it back to them.'

With those words, Wixern took one of the pills and popped it into his mouth. Encouraged by this, BSN took one as well. It tasted like rubber and salt, combined in a single pill.
'Shall we, then?'
'After you.'

[_Zephyre_]

"Ivan?"
"Yes?"
"I think something just crashed in a forest not too far away from your location. I need you to check it out."
"Can't you do it? You're the one in the SMA."
"Negative. I'm monitoring air traffic. Besides, I think we'd be better off approaching whatever it was discreetly. Jake's already in the castle to take your place."
"'Kay. Send me the coordinates."
"I am."

Ivan snatched up the sack by his feet and walked at a brisk pace out of the castle.

[Sarcor]

Kark smelled smoke. It was subtly different, burning fuel rather than already living things. Unlike the smoke he used to sense in Burning Hell. He walked in the direction of the smoke, hoping to encounter anyone or anything on this strange land. His experience was little to nothing when it came to humans.

While trudging through the forest, he was unaware that there were black hoof prints being left behind whenever he stepped on the ground.


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That last sentence is a hint to Zephyre. Please take the hint.

[Wixern]

Ted tugged at Wixern's legs, for as far as a penguin could tug. After some time, he managed to get his attention.
'What is it, little bud?' Wixern asked, lifting Ted up so he could see him properly.
Ted flailed about wildly, whilst making squeaky noises. The effect was highly comedic, but the message was disturbing.

'How do you know?' Wixern asked, unaware of BSN looking highly suspicious. Ted squeeled again.
'You just do, huh? Well, thanks for that. You just be careful.' Wixern said, putting him down.
'So, what's the message?' BSN asked.
'Something's coming. Not surprising, with the smoke that helicopter's spreading. We should be careful. Even if it's human, we are known assassins. Us walking over to the king's castle is going to look suspicious.'