Kingdom of Evers'ilance

[SageofShadow]

Katie: Illl buy... nothing

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: Hmm... we are ready then. Let's go.

Wolfz: Where?

Raphael: Home.

Zacxko: Who's home?

Raphael: Mine.

Katie: You mean Eversi'lance?

Lily: No, I don't think that's what he means...

Raphael: No. We are going to... Haomae Aof Thae Gryfoen Waerrioer.

Leron: Where?

Ainar: Hmm... my translator doesn't seem to be working.

Vox: He means Home Of The Griffin Warriors.

Wolfz: How'd you know?

Vox: I don't. I just... guessed, I guess.

Raphael: You are my brother-of-the-soul. We shar a bond like no other... Let us go.

Lily: If we are going to the home of your race, how're we gonna get there?

*Raphael roars.*

Zacxko: Wha-?

*Another resounding roar replies to Raphael's. Then, a large, winged beast with the head, tail, hind legs, and body of a lion and the front legs and wings of a golden eagle lands outside the hotel, clearing a ten foot circle around it.*

Raphael: Hello there, Epsilion.

Epsilion: Bond mate Raphael. It has been a while. The rumors are that thou hast been adopted by humans.

Raphael: Yes and no. But hush. Call some of thy friends, for we need valiant steeds to take us Haomae.

Epsilion: Who else will be coming? Not those foul humans. They reek of the smell of cities.

Raphael: Be polite to them. They are the Waerrioers.

Epsilion: I see. I will tolerate, if it is just for you. However, I cannot be sure of the others.

Rapahel: Call Shaena, Isiraedre, and Draecgra.

Epsilion: The phoenix, the unicorn, and the dragon? Well... fine.

*Epsilion unleashes an earsplitting roar and is greeted by the call of a hawk, the neighing of a horse, and the roar of a dragon.*

OOC: Remember that Italics are for thoughtspeak. Epsilion is a griffin. Shaena is a female phoenix, Isiraedre is a male winged unicorn (think Pegasus with a horn), and Draecgra is a female War Dragon. Stupid server... why'd they have to go and mess it up?!

 

[Tacitus]

Ainar: I will not need any form of transportation, I will follow closer than you know.

*He walks off and disappears. When Wolfz looks to where Ainar had been standing, all that he sees is a cloud of mist.*

 

[Final Warrior]

Lily: Wait a minute, did he just call us foul humans?!

Raphael: Humans pollute and destroy and take more than is needed. Griffinkind only takes what is needed, and only with permission.

 

[Tacitus]

ooc: just a quick note, Ainar is in no way human...or elf,...or any of the core races...he's much more than that, basically why he didn't take offence at the statement

 

[FiNoFaNtAsY-BroOdWaR]

OOC: What went wrong?
You seem to be making a fool out of me
BOT:
Zacxko: Shall we be off? And Raphael, why did you need to call these creatures/beasts? Do we need support?

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: The Home won't admit anyone that does not have a bondmate within, or a steed that makes it home there. Let us go.

*Raphael walks up to the griffin Epsilion and mounts him.*

Raphael: Lily, you, Zacxko, and Leron will take Draecgra. Vox, Wolfz, you can take Isiraedre. Everyone else will ride Shaena. Let us go.*

*Roughly six hours later...*

Raphael *yelling* WE'RE HERE! EPSILION< TELL EVERYONE!

*Epsilion wakes up.*

Epsilion: Ah. Yes, we are here.

Zacxko*yelling*: HE WAS SLEEPING?! WHA-? AHHH!!!!!!!!

*The four beasts dive, down, making spirals.*

Epsilion: Everyone hold on, we're taking a dive.

*Epsilion and Draecgra dive further and further, in a lethal game of chicken.*

Raphael*yelling*: C'mon, Epsilion! You gonna lose to fat old dragon?!

Lily*yelling*: Raphael! Don't goad them anymAHHHH!!!!

*about 50 feet from the ground, Draecgra pulls out of the dive, spreading her wings and using them as airbrakes, putting enough pressure on them to snap most wings in half, but Draecgra has done this many times, and knows her wings won't break. Epsilion continues further and further down, in a suicide drop. A small dustcloud appears on the ground and it seems that Epsilion has crashed... but then he emerges from the dust, flying 25 feet above the ground, roaring as only the steed of the legendary Final Warrior can roar.*

 

[Tacitus]

*A mist seems to form from all around and passes through the dustcloud, When the dust settles Ainar stands waiting.*

Ainar: Do you like showing off, or have you some sort of deathwish?

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: A deathwish is nothing. Soulwishes of Death is something else.

Ainar: What is that?

Raphael: a wish for your soul to die. Forever. Never to come back. That is what a wish for.

 

[Tacitus]

*Even tohugh Ainar says nothing, he understands the longing for death of the soul, the True Death. Ainar looks around and with a gust of wind, a cloud of dust surrounds him and he is gone.*

 

[adhesive]

Leron: Where is this place, i have never seen it before, and only heard rumors and stories about the Griffins land.
Raphael: you will see...
Leron: well i sure am excited, lets go.

 

[SageofShadow]

BUT LO!

OOC: Vox uses his own transportation. He uses his superhuman speed to get from place to place.

BOT: Vox is running far down on the ground watching the sky. he can see the dragon pulling up, the gryphin plunging down, the phoenix flying with ease, and the unicorn/pegasus hybrid gliding majesticly.

Vox: *loud yell* COME OR I WILL BEAT YOU ALL TO RAPHAELS HOME! YOU LAZY BEASTS! *Vox starts to chuckle*

Epsillion: I WILL NOT LET SOME HUMAN BEAT ME!

Vox: YOU SURE DONT SHOW IT!

 

[bamthedoc]

[color=sky blue]Wolfz observes their surroundings as they continue onward. I understand why they don't trust humans much. This is a majestic place. Wolfz conitnues, silent, listening to the sounds of the wind on in the trees and the dust upon the ground they tred. Yes... Peaceful, indeed.[/color]

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Whaaaa????? Why wasn't I emailed about the replies?!

Raphael: Vox... we're there.

Vox: ...Oh.

Raphael: Never insult a Griffin. Ever. Even if thou art the Dark Flame Warrior. Everyone, this is the Home.

Zacxko: Wow. Nice place. And out in the middle of a desert too.

Raphael: Yes. Beautiful, isn't it? Hm?

???: Raephael Gryfoenhaert! Loeng tiamae noe saeae! Whaerae haaest thoeu baeaen? Is it truae thaet thoeu'rt aen aedoptaed humaen?

Raphael: Naey! Baut Xaeighauae! Loeng timae noe thyesaelf!

 

[SageofShadow]

*the company sees one of Raphael's Kind. He is tall, Dark and cant speek proper english.*

Vox: Who the hell are you?

guy: I amith oene oef the Gryphein Rieders

Vox: Not helping. Doest thou speak ENGLISH?

guy: Naey. Noet the coemmoen toengue

Vox: ...

Katie: ur creepin me out

Raphael: foergeive them they aere moertaels

*suddenly an arrow rips right through Vox's Chest*

Vox: Damn! is this the welcome wagon Raphael?

Raphael: this is most unexpected

Vox: *starts to power up* I'LL KILL THE LITTLE FREAK WHO SHOT ME. *starts to bleed internally as purple and blue flames dance around the wound*
Vox: AAAARRGGG!!! MAGITO!!!!! *shoots his favorite ability at the hidden marksman*

Sniper: NOOOOO!!!! *turns to ashes*

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Don't try out Griffin Speak yet.

BoT:

Raphael: soe, whaet haes baeaen haeppaening haerae?

Xaighua: Noet muach. Baut... thoeau haest noet coeme haerae toe taekae thae throenae, haest thoeau?

Raphael: Yaes, I haevae.

Xaighua: I aepoeloegizae, sairae, yoeau-

 

[SageofShadow]

Vox: This Place is evil. Very evil.
???: hur hur thats because I AM FREE!!
Vox: o shit. Not you again
VOX: yes me again. You arent very good at keeping yourself together aren't you?
Vox: Damnit, you had to pick the right time to fight me: WHEN I HAVE AN ARROW JUTTING OUR OF MY CHEST.
VOX: your fault. You need to be aware of your surroundings more. *Draws his Black blade* On your feet. lets fight.
Vox: You ass. Dont you know when to quit? *unsheathes Wolffang*
*the second fight with evil Vox begins. The two lock horns (figure of speech. yea i no Vox's dad was a minotaur but that dont make him one) and the battle starts to shake the earth because of its force*
*later*
Vox: *all battle damaged. he is bleeding in several places* pant pant... hee hee okay, you won this round bub. but did you count on THIS!!!???? AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGG!!!!! *Summons Angelic Vox* *Vox falls on the floor uncontious*
VOX: I was expecting this. you weakling.
A. Vox: our strength is twice the amount. You are diminished. Even you can get tired.*
VOX: Maybe... but, your armor may be thick and your sword stronger, but if Vox dies...
A. Vox: DONT THINK ABOUT IT DEMON!!!
VOX: It would be nice to finally be rid of the weakling. *sheaths his sword and draws a black daggar* lets make this quick...

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: I think it's time I intervened. Come to me, for I am the bearer of light, the wielder the blade of thy bane!

*A bright light surrounds Raphael Griffinhart. He can be seen floating 5 feet above the ground, with wings growing out of his back. He becomes pale, like a bloodless person. His hair is white as winter's first snow. Markings appear all over him, on his white tunic, on his battle armor. His second form, known as the Angel, or Tyravael.*

OOC: He sounds like 2 people speaking, one human, and the other is otherworldly (think that one Archangel from Diablo 2)

BoT:

Tyravael: You shall not touch him, Demon.

VOX: Oh? WHY?!

Tyravael: Because if you destroy him, it shall be your undoing.

VOX: What are you talking about?

A. Vox: I understand...

Tyravael: In destroying him, his soul will be freed. He carries the both of you in him. So unless you are suicidal, I don't recommend destroying the heart, mind, and soul that dwell within and upon.

VOX: Damn you. Damn you to Hell.

Tyravael: You cannot do that. I am an archangel.

VOX: No. You, you're the final masterpiece of a mental construction thought up by that body over- over- where is it?

Raphael: Right over here.

*VOX turns around and sees Raphael.*

VOX: How... how can this be?

A. Vox: Hmmm... interesting.

Raphael: The only competent teacher you'll ever have is your enemy. I learned a lot from the Apocalypse. I can control my forms to a limit.

Wolfz: But I thought you became your forms...

Raphael: I used to. But, now my forms are independant. They don't need my body. But back to the topic. Demon, you knew all along that you cannot destroy Vox. But you tried to deny that, tried to find loopholes. I am that loophole. Find my secret, and you can become the strongest in the world.

Wolfz: Raphael! What in the name of Heaven are you doing?!

Tyravael: That is not Raphael. That is... Rezael, my opposite. But that would mean... He would be here also...

Wolfz: Who?

Tyravael: The Final Warrior. His near perfection form.

Final Warrior: So, it seems that Raphael has left us.

Tyravael: No, that is impossible. We'd be dead... unless what Rezael is saying is true.

Epsilion: It is not. I can feel Raphael's presence. But according to what my senses are telling me, then... he's in me, below me, or on top m- ARRRGGHHH!!! RRROAARRR!!!

Raphael: Final Warrior, Tyravael. Come quick! We must stop the two Demons! Come to Epsilion, we will show them true prefection. COME!

*Tyravael and the Final Warrior fly (yes, fly. The Final Warrior has silver wings) to Epsilion, where they are assimilated by a powerful energy source of purity. Pure good or pure evil, eho knows?*

Tyravael: I trust you, Raphael.

Final Warrior: And I too.

Epsilion: Me three...

*Epsilion rears up on his hind legs. The joints reverse themselves, so he looks like he has human legs with lion paws. His front legs changs so that they look like arms with eagle talons for fingers and nails. His head changes so that it looks more humanoid. In his right hand, he holds a blade like no other. The Perfect Holy Griffin Blade. On his left arm, is the True Griffin Shield. His armor is colored silverish gold, Apollyon's Armageddon War Armor. His wings move up to his shoulders. He is now 6'6" standing up right. He is Raphael's Holy Form V, the Holy Griffin Warrior.*

OOC: The Holy Griffin Warrior sounds like Epsilion's mindspeak, Raphael's normal voice, and Tyravael's all meshed together. Four people speaking through one body.

BoT:

Holy Griffin Warrior: Stand away, Demons, or I shall destroy thee.

VOX: You won't be doing that, because if we die, then so do you and Vox.

Holy Griffin Warrior: Only Vox will. Rezael is a pojection of the true Rezael, the one inside my head. If you know his secret, then you too can die, and it will not affect Vox.

 

[bamthedoc]

[color=sky blue]Wolfz: *almost under his breath* I hope you know what your doing...

Wolfz looks as the Demon and Holy Griffin Warrior facing eachother down, and wondering why he, himself, hasn't raced into a rage of anger toward the Demon. Perhaps it's because Vox and the Demon are connected -- that could be affecting Wolfz's state-of-mind; though, he knows not how. Wolfz readies his gun, anyway, in the calmest manner he has ever done in the presence of a Demon. The "belts" and clothe come rushing off. This time, however, the rows of guns don't reveal. Instead, Wolfz picks it up, shoving the smallest part of the "vertical" bar under his shoulder. He points the long part at VOX; his finger at the ready on the trigger.

Wolfz: *short prayer* Protect me from this demon. Put of a repulsion field so I may aid my allies unhindered.

A Field of Repulsion: Demon forms around Wolfz.[/color]

 

[Final Warrior]

Holy Griffin Warrior: This is the final stage of perfection for any Griffin Warrior. This is not my true form. My true form is too complex, too terrible for anyone thing to understand. Not even Lord Apocalypse and his brother Apollyon can understand me. I am an anomaly to the layer of the multiverse. So do you still wish to battle?

VOX: Yes.

Rezael: ... I cannot fight you. I cannot take up arms against my brothers. I am sorry, VOX, but I just can't.

VOX: Weakiling. I will show you how things are done.

A, Vox: You know that you aren't superior to this new being. Yet you still wish to battle it. Why is that?

VOX: This isn't a time for jabbering. We shall FIGHT! DIE!

*The Holy Griffin Warrior and VOX clash. Although VOX is a lesser Demon, he holds his own against the Holy Griffin Warrior.*

Holy Griffin Warrior: You are stronger than I expected. However, you aren't strong enough to defeat me!

*The Holy Griffin Warrior performs a rising slash, twists around, jamming his blade up to the hilt into VOX. Yet VOX does not die.*

VOX: DAMN YOU. DAMN YOU. DAMN YOU!

*VOX conjures up a ball of pure, hellish, evil energy and launches it straight into the Holy Griffin Warrior's back, blowing a hole the size of a refridgerator into the Holy Griffin Warrior's back*

Holy Griffin Warrior: Death comes for thee.

VOX: Yes, for you.

Holy Griffin Warrior: I may not stay in this form. Not whilst I am to become Death Incarnate.

VOX: Wha?

*The Holy Griffin Warrior falls, separating into Raphael, Tyravael, and Epsilion. However, there is something different about Raphael. He seems to be... darker. He emanates an aura of pure darkness. Not evil, but darkness.*

Death Incarnate: I am Death Incarnate. I reap the harvest of souls alongside my father, as my mother and sister plants the seeds of life. You cannot stand before me and defy my strength for long, Demon.

*Death Incarnate draws his two-handed battle blade, Death's Kiss. He rams it into VOX, and then brings it straight up, cutting through VOX. But still, VOX is not dead.*

VOX: Still... not... dead...

*Death Incarnate prepares for the final blow, when suddenly, a youg girl, with golden hair with silver streaks, runs into the battlefield.*

Girl: RAPHAEL! STOP!

Death Incarnate: Yes, milady.

Girl: Raphael, what- NOO!

*VOX rises up, and grabbing Death's Kiss, runs it through Death Incarnate, all the way through, so that half the hilt is sunken into Death Incarnate.*

Death Incarnate: Ugh...

Girl: Raphael! NOOOO!!!

*Death Incarnate changes back into Raphael, but with one big difference: There is now a gaping hole in his body.*

Raphael: Rhianna... It's... so good... to see you... again...

Rhianna: No, Raphael, don't do this! Please! Please...

*Raphael falls backwards, into the waiting arms of his beloved.*

Rhianna: No...

*Raphael dies in the arms of Rhianna.*

Epsilion: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!