GTDRPG: Of Angels and Demons(LIVE)

[Sigh]

Originally Posted by controls

The light of the bar was dim, the three figures sat by the old mahogany bar, downing a couple drinks while engaging in conversation. The bartender was nowhere in sight and the bar itself was empty since they came in. Omega took another sip.

"So.. you and Davey here are looking for your father, and you think he might be here in Gehda? I see where you're coming from but...", he leaned in close, "The mines have dried out months ago and all the settlers left with it. In fact", he nodded to the bartender, "almost everyone here are civilian-clothed Iron Knights."

Amanda and David merely stared at their drinks. Neither of them were alcholics and did not plan on on drinking beer any time soon.

Amanda looked at Omega; she had gotten use to his drill, and begun to look more at his facial features rather then the needle that stuck out of his forehead.

"Are you sure? Did you not hear of a traveler who was named Alan Teilfield who may have settled around here?"

[Admiral]

Warmth. And then pain flooded Montone's body as he slowly regained consciousness. His eyes opened to a greeting of immense brightness, white with flashes of gold. After a moment they focused on the object before them. A massive man, far taller and broader than Montone, stood before the barbarian.

"Your heart could not be recovered," said the man, "A wound inflicted in such a manner can only be healed by Lord Primus himself, and you do not qualify for such treatment at this time."

Thoroughly bewildered, Montone continued to stare at the man in growing fear as he idly groped at the gaping hole in his chest. "Then I am al-?" he began.

"Dead," came the rapid response, "I am Jeremiah, Keeper of High Heaven. You are, as of now, awaiting judgment. There is a task that I will assign to you. Pass, and you will be granted access. Fail, and your body and soul will rot in Burning Hell."

"Well..." said Montone after an eternally long pause, "What is the task?"

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Current Location: In between High Heaven and Burning Hell with Jeremiah. Montone now wears only his black pants and has no equipment whatsoever. He also has a fist-sized hole in his chest that extends to where his heart once was. The area is charred black.

[kumorilastangel]

@ Controls: Sara is in a hidden sniping position <.< and you kinda ruined my plans<.<
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Some fool ran through Nathan's fight screaming "Hey idiots, outta my way!!" and in the process shoved Lady Evil causing her to lose her footing.

Nathan realized that this was his chance and he took it. The young half angel raised his blade, white fire suddenly surrounded it and shouted "Shiro Kasai Karite!" while simultaneously swinging his sword in a downward motion toward the ground. The cleansing white fire rushed toward the demon flowing off of the Katana no Tenrai Amatsu Inmetsu and destroyed the ground it traveled on.

Nathan noticed the stranger might get hit also but it was his fault for getting in the way……

[Nosedagger]

Nakara saw him before he reached the ground.

A flicker of black robes, a glint of metal - Nakara didn't even need to move a muscle to summon a cushion for his fall, but precision was another matter. He hit the dirty grass tumbling head over heels and came to his feet in the wrong direction -

White-armoured men with glowing broadswords, clambering up the slope -

And on the other side, sandwiching him nicely between himself and the Iron Knights, the black cloak, not a metre away.

Cloak shot his first question before Nakara could even draw his gun. "Do you want that girl alive?"

Nakara scrambled up so Cloak wouldn't have the elevated advantage. There were hollers from behind them; the Iron Knights could see them. "Yes."

Cloak eyed the gun at his throat thoughtfully. "Those Knights don't see me. They see you."

He made a motion at the caves. "It would be in our best interests to put some ground between us and the Knights."

Nakara nodded. "If you try and escape, I'll kill you," he said as he climbed over a rock. "Who are you?"

"Gray Dust."

"Why are you here?"

"Your dark-haired friend dashed into the caves."

"What's in there?"

"An invasion force." A warning blast of clear blue felled a tree behind Cloak.

"Comprised of?"

"Demons, I expect. Enough to make an Angel, a Machine, and a mortal run."

Nakara's lungs went cold.

"This is my plan-"

"No! This is my plan," interrupted Cloak. Nakara could make out a bronze moustache and weathered, bitten lips beneath the hood. "You will put yourself out of sight further up the hill, behind what vegetation and ground we have left. When I leap over the heads of the Knights, you will open fire-"

The second warning particle blast shattered a football-sized stone at Nakara's ankles.

"-you will return fire upon the Knights. The Iron Knights will be inclined to follow you rather than me, because you attacked them while I did not-"

"So you can run?" Nakara spat.

"That's right-"

Nakara cocked the hammer of the Revolution. "I'm the one with the gun here!"

"Do you want your girl alive?" The cloaked man's moustache twitched impatiently. "Those Iron Knights will follow you straight into the cave. They'll fight the demonic army for you. We all win."

"What if the Iron Knights can't or don't help me?"

"Not my - It's your best chance." And Nakara knew he was right. He holstered the Revolution in hammerspace.

"Smart boy," grinned the moustache. Cloak pointed to a little cliff two strides up the hill. "Hide there. I'll sneak down and surprise them."

Nakara slipped behind a tree's shade suddenly, rotating his dash-path behind the minature cliff.

Cloak, the Gray Dust man, swung behind his own tree and advised, "If it doesn't go as planned," he said, voice trailing off, "use the Gehda gems to teleport away!"

Nakara gave his thanks, but wasn't sure if he had heard. There were some faint, shimmering gems, similar to the one he had seen being used earlier, in the small of the cliff. Nakara unearthed two and slipped them into hammerspace. Then he chanced a glance at the Iron Knights.

No less than sixteen helmeted troopers were on the hill. All had their rifles locked on their target, a pitch of black cloak fluttering madly above their heads.

Cloak cleared the Knights easily and landed unscathed behind them. Over their incomprehensible shouts, Nakara raised himself upright and projected a tongue of fire into the dirt, lapping hungrily at the shielded knees of the Iron Knights. They yelped and cast magic spells over the flames: jets of water threw up a thick cloud of steam.

Then they spun to Nakara, no longer in the mood for warnings, aimed their rifles and sprayed the hills with particle blasts.



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Meiko had been examining the entrance to the spiral route down for only three seconds when a face adorned with blackened teeth and horns poked out of the darkness. The red cheeks on the hell-spawn seemed to grow even redder, and then it charged straight at the entrance.

Was this what those men had been fighting? One hell-spawn?

No... there must be much more down there!

And sure enough, over the now-unconscious body of the first, a wave of hell-spawn came thrusting up the spiral passage, screaming death to Gehda.

Meiko turned and ran back into the caves, lighted katana throwing reflections off the Gehda gems in the walls.

[Admiral]

Name: Mogrom'wardurem (The Blademaster)
Nickname: Mogrom
Gender: Male
Race: Gauti
Age: Several hundred years
Weight: 523 lbs
Height: 13'4
History: General of the Gauti Army in the land of Valriel, he died in combat and descended into the one hellish realm of the afterlife of his people. During his travels there he became accustomed to demonic ways and learned some rudimentary fire magic. He recently lost one of his four great claymores in the underworld and has tracked its location to this plane of existence, and so he comes riding the wave of an invasion of hellspawn in the Gehda mines.

It is worth noting that Mogrom himself is not evil, but ended up in Burning Hell because there is no alternative for his people. Death means endless suffering, so they have always strove to maintain their own survival above all else.

Description:
He wears a full suit of bone armor, including a mask made from the skull of a past kill. Over this, he wears a hooded black cloak with a silver insignia, four swords clashing against four shields, stitched across the back. Slung over either shoulder he once had two claymores apiece, but now is missing one on the left side. He is immensely tall, standing well over thirteen feet. His body is scarred and his skin is pale grey. He also has four arms, with the second set located even with his ribcage. Aside from his cloak and bone armor, he wears only a rugged piece of leather that covers him from waist to mid-thigh.

Favors: Family, Honor, Keeping things that are rightfully his
Hates: Thieves, dishonesty
Personality: Self-centered in the sense that he will never risk his life for another, Wise
Combat Skills:

Brute Strength - Because of his size and his training, his strength is unmatched by all that he has ever encountered. Those that attempt to parry his attacks will most often find their weapons cleft in two unless they have been crafted exceptionally well.

Whirlwind - This attack becomes more effective as more swords are added. Mogrom spins and leaps, somersaulting in the air, all the while cutting through the air around him with his blades fully extended. If given enough time, he has been known to create a small tunnel of air that is capable of suctioning objects into it.

Fire Tongue - Mogrom spits a ball of fire from his mouth.

Flame Blade - Mogrom spits fire onto his blades, igniting them.

Blade Storm - Combining the Fire Tongue, Flame Blade, and Whirlwind abilities, Mogrom unleashes a hellish array of steel and heat, cutting and spurting fire in seemingly random directions as he moves about in his frenzy.

Weapons:

Mogrom's Blades - Three of four giant claymores, each about seven feet in height. They are unbreakable. When the set is complete, Mogrom is able to combine them all to form one incredibly large blade (reaching to nearly 30 feet in length, this union of blades is most often used in large scale, open-field battles). The combined blade is named Wardurem, or the Master of Blades (blademaster), after its master.

Artifact: [None]
Force: Burning Hell
Allegiance: Minions of Hell
Eye Color: Grey
Hair Color: Hairless
Status: Alive


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A grunt of pain sounded through the cavernous passage of the Gehda mines. Mogrom'wardurem, General of the Gauti Army and celebrated swordsman in a past life, had bumped his head. The ceilings were too low to fit his 13'4 frame, so he hunched low to travel the corridor. Hellspawn of various size and shape swarmed about his feet, heading, he assumed, toward the exit. This was a new world to him, a world of conflict, it seemed, but he had been promised to find his missing blade in this land. Hearing of this invasion, he had agreed to come along and fight for the cause of Burning Hell, for the time being.

He was not of any named rank in the forces of Burning Hell, if any records were kept he would be no more than infantry. But, his size and exhibition of strength and skill in the burning wastes of Superion's domain in Burning Hell had earned him a great deal of respect among his fellow demons. Though none were required to obey him, the hellspawn swarming about his knees looked to him for leadership and so, half-heartedly, he gestured onward toward the sounds of battle. It seemed, he gathered from the chatter coming back through the hellspawn, that they had encountered a rather-skilled girl. Mogrom drew his three blades, leaving his lower-left hand empty, and proceeded toward the battle.

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Current Location: Entering Astra as part of the invasion in the Gehda Mines. Coming up on Meiko. For anyone interested in looting Montone's body, I won't have Mogrom search the Mines until after the invading force has cleared its way into Gehda or it has been destroyed, so there is time to go and take Antennuch/Mogrom's fourth sword. If no one takes it, I'll have him come across everything after the battle.

[XKjalX]

The night echoed with many noises...

...about 50% are warcries, from assorted creatures. Humans, devils, imps, demons...


*snore*


...and yet, Kjal sleeps.

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Current Location: Resting around Gehda, still unaware of the noise from the mines.

[Devilznight]

Alex was sprinting so quickly. On his way to Los Andreas, he was told that there was a lot going on at the Gehda mines. How did townspeople know this and Alex didn't?

"I really need to start catching up on things..."

The Gehda mines weren't that far from where he was. He already had 5 to 7 miles in an hour sprinting all the way. His body was still full of energy and he needed to burn it off. Maybe this potion would help him in battle too (if it managed to last that long).

It was dusk. The sky was a beautiful orange mixed with dark blue colors. The water below was peaceful and calm, unlike the world and people around it. Alex couldn't be distracted by this sight. However, he wished he could stare without caring or worrying about anything in the world. He looked away from the wonderous dusk sky, and continued his journey.

After many hours of running, Alex heard a cry not too far from where he stood. The adrennaline was wearing off, so he would never know if it would assist him in combat. Alex slowly ran where the cry was heard. He didn't want to be sighted because he wanted to know what was going on. He took his dusty sniper rifle on his back and viewed the entrance of the Gehda mines.

Demons. Demons, and more demons. Alex then spotted a huge hellspawn. His eyes widened. It was obviously the leader of whatever was going on, and Alex wasn't sure whether he should approach this giant, or stay back. He didn't have time to decide. Before he knew it, he was already sprinting towards the dark, unforgiving cave.

When he got there many demons approached him waiting for the order to attack.

"WAIT!" Alex shouted.

Alex dropped his weapons and showed his hands.

"Wait a minute, I'm on your side!"

The demons looked at him strangely, unsure of what to do. Alex then removed his cloak and showed his arm. It had the mark of Burning Hell. The demons then backed off.

"Where is your leader?" Alex asked.

He had to ask even though he knew who it was. For once in his life, Alex was thinking that he was close to death. The demons pointed to the the 13 foot beast. Alex nodded and approached the leader...

[controls]

Originally Posted by Sigh

"Are you sure? Did you not hear of a traveler who was named Alan Teilfield who may have settled around here?"

"Hmm... Teilfield, Teilfield... I definitely remember that name from somewhere. Whether he passed through her or not, I can't say."

He finished his drink with a satisfied smile and gave a nod to the bartender who nodded back. It was that special bond between customer and host. Omega looked at the two's glasses, still full.

"Don't be deceived, I'd figured from the start you weren't the drinking types. It's just apple juice."

"Anyways, I heard of your father from an article in the Astra Herald. One man", he quoted, "matching a missing Alan Teilfield had been seen in Havani during an early morning bank robbery. Police say that they have no reason to believe Teilfield was involved with the heist."

"Of course, I may have known him from before. I don't remember much after I developed amnesia."

[Admiral]

Devilz: I can't respond all that much yet, because I'm still supposed to be running into Meiko somewhere along here, and then Nosedigger is going to take control of Mogrom for a bit to play out something he has in mind.

If I get the demon that you serve wrong, just let me know and I'll switch it up. It's the only way I can see of getting out of this situation and still letting Nose take Mogrom back into the mines.

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Mogrom was surprised, very surprised, and suspicious. He had only been told of the presence of one other demon in the area, a red-clad traitor. He raised his swords toward the newcomer.

"What is the name of your commander?" he barked, pointing at Alex with his free hand.

"I serve Superion the Harbinger," said Alex. He added, a little less boldly, "Are you in charge here?"

"Unofficially," responded Mogrom, disgusted to hear himself name a position less than that of the highest power and prestige. He lowered his weapons. "There is a demon in this area, above the rank of a hellspawn. He has been consorting with angels very recently and thus has been marked as a traitor. I want you to comb the area for him. Burn the town to the ground if you must!" Alex nodded slowly. "Burn it to the ground anyway!" Mogrom added, letting loose a harsh laugh. He then directed a horde of hellspawn to follow Alex's lead and ran off in search of the woman he had been seeking.

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Location: Still searching for Meiko in the Gehda Mines.

[Devilznight]

Admiral you got the right guy.

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Alex nodded and couldn't help a smile as he heard commands barked at him. and unsheathed his katanas. Alex was finally going to fight. The hellspawn behind him were roaring and were blood-thirsty. He was going to feed their hunger with the blood of his enemies. Alex loved to be in control and in charge. But he couldn't forget his mission. He had to find this filthy traitor. Alex hated traitors. They were two-faced and could never be trusted.

[Admiral]

Devilz: The traitor, Kjal, is in Gehda, not in the mines.

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"A message from the Blade Master," chittered one of the hellspawn by Alex's feet, "He says that he's searched these corridors and that the traitor is likely in the town. He also adds his best regards, but between you and me, I think he might have been kidding on that last one."

[Devilznight]

Gehda. He sprinted with the demons at his back towards the peaceful little town. It was now going to be filled with Burning Hell's minions. The gates were opened and the guards in front of it were trying hard not to sleep on the job. But now that Alex had arrived, they would sleep forever. With two quick slices, Alex had killed them stealthily. They collapsed silently on the floor unaware of what had just ended their lives. The town was quiet, and unaware of their presence. However, this was about to change. An average looking demon in Alex's group roared loudly and charged forward. Alex wanted this mission to be stealthy but it was too late. The demon was spewing fire and already burning down a house. And all the other demons followed his example. The peaceful town of Gehda was now under attack.

The guards of Gehda, otherwise known as the Iron Knights quickly reponded to the siege. They were skilled warriors, and Alex knew they would put up a good fight before the city fell. Alex unsheathed his katanas and was ready to fight. The hellspawn were already fighting and Alex jumped right in.

Alex began with the nearest Knight, who was taking on two average-looking demons. Alex took a heavy swing with his katana that the Knight dodged easily. However, the Knight wasn't expecting a second swing from his other hand. The sword hit his side, breaking through his tough armor and cutting his side open. He was hit, but he didn't stop. He pulled his rifle that was slung on his back and opened fire at point blank range right where Alex stood. Alex jumped back out of the way behind some heavy crates to shield himself from the hail of bullets coming from the Knight's Nico rifle. A few demons behind him struck the Knight's head and the he dropped his rifle. Alex was going to take advantage of this seize-fire, but the demons beat him to it. They were all over the Knight and Alex could only see the hellspawn over the Knight.

These Iron Knight's were tough. There was a group of them that were smart enough to find decent cover and fire upon demons who ran around in the open. They cut down quite a few and they showed no sign of stopping. Alex hid behind a few broken barrels and took aim with his sniper rifle. His rifle had put a clean hole right through a Knight's shoulder, and the other Knight's quickly took cover. The Knight that Alex had shot was writhing in pain and one other brave civillian was pulling him inside his home. Alex wouldn't allow this. With another loud shot of his rifle, the man fell beside the Knight. Both died within moments. Alex began to fire continously upon Iron Knights that couldn't find any objects to hide behind. However, demons found themselves full of bulletholes for they were not intelligent enough to use tactics, unlike the Iron Knights.

After many hours, the Iron Knights numbers witteled down. They were surrounded by hellspawn and they took shelter inside of a small church. There were about twenty of them inside, but the way they held up in there, it seemed as if they had a whole army. There was a sniper in the church tower who was a great marksman. He picked off demons as if they were standing still. A few more Knights were taking cover in front of the church's many statues of Primus and his angels. And in the back of the church, more Knights hid behind the gravestones of the dead. They had a good defensive position, but they were trapped.

"Demons of Hell, stop!" Alex commanded.

The demons halted immediately at his order. They grunted with anger. The hellspawn were impatient, and Alex could tell that they weren't used to being told to stop attacking the enemy. They would need to use tactics, because brute force wasn't going to kill these Knights.

"I want a group of volunteers who are willing to give thier lives in order to take these Knights down."

A handful of demons walked forward.

"I need you to serve as a distraction to get the Iron Knight's attention." Alex said.

"I also need a few demons who are stealthy enough to sneak around the side of the church and assault it from both sides."

This time, many demons moved forth.

"Good..." Alex muttered.

"In order for this plan to work, the distraction force must hold out until the attacking force fires upon the Knights from both sides."

"After the Knights are forced to fire in all directions, I want the remaining hellspawn to charge the front gate of the church, and kill them all!" Alex shouted.

The demons roared in the night, so that all of the Knights could hear. And so the plan began. The distaction force ran up the large road which led to the church. The marksman in the church tower picked a few off before they could get to cover. The demons that survived began to fire upon the front of the church. The stealth force snuck through the buildings and around the gates that surrounded the church. Once they were in position, they opened fire.

A few Knights fell, surprised that hellspawn managed to divise a plan.

"Pull back to the secondary position! We need to conserve our ammo and hold out a little longer!" shouted the leader.

They quickly took a defensive position behind some crates and some benches that they had moved from the inside of the church. The distraction force grouped up with the main force and they broke through the front gate like hungry ants going after leftover food. They flooded the front of the church immediately and the few remaining Knights in front were killed. Next, they needed to get inside the church to kill the rest. The marksman in the tower was firing quickly now, but he was running low on ammo. Alex took aim with his own rifle and killed him. His body fell onto the church ground where the hellspawn surrounded his lifeless body.

The Knights abandoned the chuch graveyard and hid inside the church. The demons didn't need Alex's direction anymore, and they surrounded the two sides of the building. They broke through the doors quickly, and killed the remaining Knights. The defenders of Gehda were dying. It was only a matter of time before they all died.

Fire. It was everywhere. The screams of townspeople filled the air. Alex stayed back from the fight and searched the remnants of destroyed buildings, inns, and bars. No sign of the demon traitor. He was worried. What would happen if he could not find this traitor? Would they execute him? Alex shook off the idea. He needed to focus on his mission. A tall demon with a single horn on his head approached Alex.

"Sir! We have searched the town and found no demons hiding here!" he said.

Alex was angered when he heard this.

"Keep looking! He is bound to be here...I can feel him nearby" Alex said.

The demon nodded and ran into the flaming remnants of Gehda. Alex was determined to find this traitor. But he feared that he might not be in the town, but somewhere else nearby. Perhaps he would show himself and stop hiding.

[GreyFoX]

ARGH! sorry I haven't been updating lately!!!

location/status: A dirt road (GreyFox left the temporary group after the Demon encounter!!!! sorry X_X)
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GreyFox

He spun the revolver a couple given to him by Nakara(it was nakara right? >_>;)a couple times. It was rather light...of course it was a short-barreled revolver. "It's no Patriot...but it'll do" He sighed.

GreyFox stopped walking and thought about Alyx. Up until now he didn't know how long it's been since he saw her face. He then continued walking down the dirt road.

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Alyx:Age 10

"Hey Daddy!!!!!" Alyx cried. She came rushing to her father's side with a delightful smile.

"huh?"

"When are we going to get to the cliffs?" She asked

"Anytime soon Alyx" GreyFox said as he patted his daughter on the head.

She giggled and gave her new father a hug. "Hey daddy, how did they let you take care of me? I thought they'd made their decision clear" She said.

"Why bring this up all of the sudden?"

"I just want know!"

"Alright...they didn't want a sweet girl to be alone" GreyFox smiled.

Strange, are these the kinds of emotions and actions parents would show and do around their children? Smiling and telling white lies...constantly? He thought

"Really?" Alyx said as she slightly tiled her head. "Yeah"

The father and daughter made their way to the cliffs of Q'tol (pronounced koh-toll) and they both marveled at the great sea of Q'tol. It's waters shimmering radiantly under the suns. "Wow...." She gasped in amazement
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Storm clouds started to gather and after only a few minutes hail and heavy rain fell as if they were being forced out of the clouds. Lightning danced in the skies, striking every several minutes and then, out in the horizon a pillar of fire could be seen.

"What in hell...." GreyFox started running towards the pillar of fire. Whatever it maybe it's a lot more dangerous than the storm....

[XKjalX]

Yay, I'm being hunted down. Finally!

Hey, what about Wixern? Isn't he and BSN in Gehda in an inn?

Also, I don't think demons speak clear english. After so mach paining(<THIS IS NOT A WORD DON'T USE THIS IN YAH ESSAYS) and torturing, I would think that their IQ dropped to 40+-.
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Kjal woke up. He was greeted by screams and a red sight...

...a burning Gehda.

"Unholy Hells."

For some reason, I get the feeling you have a chill down your spine.

"I just did."

He pushed out his claws, a mental process rather than a physical process, and sprinted towards town.

He climbed the wall rather smoothly, but landed the other side with with a crash. It's because he got the feeling he can, at last, let himself go. Kjal paused, looking for victims. A small demon, looking much rather like a goblin, but a demon nonetheless.

"Finally."

He ran towards the goblin-demon and stabbed with his claws, and raised.

The demon had his torso and head split. Another demon stared at the minature massacare.

"Demon! Traitor Demon! Here traitor--"

It's throat got silenced off by what seemed to be a black trail of a black bullet. The Nuckelavee Spears' were good weapons when Kjal was alive. He made an enchantment to his, except this one seemed to do nothing against alive.

Then a small realization dawned; a unholy weapon...damaging against celestial beings...

As the demon tried to gutter some more warnings, Kjal had turned around and let out shots with the need to kill.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

At this point, his eyes turned into their orange-reddish chaoticness.

A bundle of demons were piled upon each other infront of Kjal. As he reloaded with a manic grin on his face, a big disgrace, a demon tried to backstab him.

It only then grabbed at the neck, where it's head used to be, even before it gutter anymore sounds. Blood was soaking Kjal's red clothes and his claws.

A whimper to his side brought a gun to the creature's face and Kjal had nearly shot it's face.

Human!, his mind cried out. It's really wierd to have a personality. Another personality, that is.

Kjal brought his face to his side and saw it was indeed a human. A male. For a moment, his eyes went brown, but it turned back unknowingly to their orange rage nstead of shooting his face off, Kjal picked him up with his other hand.

"Get outta here. Try to avoid the demons."

"T-t-t--th---tt--" The man stuttered, but cut him off by saying "Get out. Unless you want to die horribly..."

The threat had the man going.

Remember, not all are enemies, his humanity whispered.

"In a rage like this, who cares?"

Your humanity.

"Just shut up."

More demons came up.

"Traitor! Demon traitorgkjjkfj--"

Kjal had thrown a sword, with unnatural accuracy, which he thought was luck. As the other group of demons recoiled from their friend's death, Kjal jumped over the small pile of bodies, grabbed the hilt of the thrown sword with both clawed hands and tried to swing it.

It greeted him with two decapitations, one cleave down to the torso and three more demons wounded.

As the remaining recoiled further from the kill attempt, Kjal had fed them lead from his pistol. He heard more coming down a nearby alley, so he grabbed a Canox FG-2 from a neaby dead adventurer.

...

"Where traitor?" one leading demon said. Another said, "Left maybe?"

Two sounds were heard over the rampage done by the other demons. It went:

*tink*
*tink*

"What that?" a lesser demon pointed to a round, brown, circular object. "I dunno--"

The shrapnel had managed to pierce the demons' hide and pushed them, smacking to the walls, like thrown ragdolls. A few more were just gunned down by Kjal's Raptor 120s.

After relieving dead adventurers of some Med-Kits, more Canox FG-2s and a single good-ol' reliable Renard with ammunitions, Kjal climbed the rooftop of the nearest building. A demonic-looking large bat swooped down upon him, missed and got shot down by a hail of iron.

"COME AND GET SOMEMORE, YOU GAY BA--"

For the purpose of censorship, we switch the scene to the forest.

The birds had flown away.

CURRENT LOCATION UPDATE: In Gehda massacring(A PROPER WORD) demons.

WEAPON UPDATE:
Dual Enchanted Phantom Cruiser Ns called Nuckelavee Spears'
Dual Raptor 120s
Renard
2X MedKit MK-1
3X Canox Fragmentation Grenades-2
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LOL @ LAST PART.

One cameo of the We Will Rock You by Queen:

--reloaded with a manic grin on his face, a big disgrace, --

The original was:
You got mud on your face,
Big disgrace...

Hehehe.

Many weapons in the world of Gunz I have used. What about you people, eh? Plus, Nosedigger, remember what you said, in the discussion thread?

Hey, is this too much battle? It's not much, just three small groups of demons. I'm sure there's are more left to kill.

I think I have to move Wixern and BSN soon...can we get a PM to him, here!? Not wanting to leave him in an burning inn, that is. He's always the AFR(Away from RPG) type. :D

[controls]

Originally Posted by XKjalX

I think I have to move Wixern and BSN soon...can we get a PM to him, here!? Not wanting to leave him in an burning inn, that is. He's always the AFR(Away from RPG) type. :D

I'm on it like black on rice.
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BSN blew apart a demon that had found its miniscule foot in her drink (yes they've been drinking all this time) and forced another away with the butt of her firearm. She made a run for the entrance, leaping and feinting to avoid the demons and the melting framework of the building. With her husband close behind her, who was enjoying the madness with a look of awe and inspiration, she kicked open the charred remains of the door and stepped outside.

Wixern grinned deviously at his wife, "I miss Mr. Pookins already."