The Infinity Project [IC]
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				Title: <strong>The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LeSane</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 19:44:11</strong>
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				(http://i.imgur.com/ZuhSd5b.jpg)<br><br>The Infinity Project has grown worldwide since its creation in New Alert two years reaching out too even third world countries in hopes of entertainment. With its innovation to immerse its players in a world unlike their own by numerous login terminals scattered nation wide. Yet, such does not come without a cost within a short span of time the death countless people become apparent to the company forcing restrictions on those whom could play along with signing a consent form for those of legal age. Even with such risks the games popularity had not faltered in the least. Quite the opposite with the concept of real danger even death it peeked the curiosity of millions. The next year the United states whom had with no doubt withheld such a game to its citizens due to its complications had finally caved in to the pressure giving access to terminals for the game which had previously been sealed off. As young gamers flocked towards this opportunity strange messages started to fluctuate within the Infinity. <br><br>Sender: Unknown<br>To: All<br>Topic: Fate<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Time will constantly try to catch up with you. And with a roar, it will overcome you.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Do not look ahead. Hope only lies within the unforeseeable current that will close in from behind.<br><br>This message had spread through the forums like wildfire. The media played if off as a bad joke from a hacker with the intentions of riling up some feather. Its meaning swiped under the rug a week later, and life as they knew it returned to its normality as the admins pushed for answered behind the scenes coming up empty handed or found small amounts of data missing from areas of the game. An oddity that was ignored as just maintenance for updates. This hacker had been put in the back burner for the community and its money being racked in on a monthly.<br><hr><hr><br>Within the World....<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/jAApEtp.jpg?1)</div>&nbsp; The Paladins of Haven one of the largest guilds of Inifinity known for their Brute strength, Versitility, and Mercilessness had set out in hopes of conquering one of the <em>'Colossal Monsters'</em> that roamed the outskirts of Valerias a place of fallen warrior. Statues littered the the plain as the sky kept a faint red hue. The guild had elected ten of their best players to head east one in particular being the leader himself in taking the lead they had no regard for their own lives only the thought of glory fueled them to this suicidal quest. These individuals had the nerve to send out an open feed to people playing across multiple servers.<br><br>"We are here to give a show of the ages. One never to bee seen in your life time. Today we're going to take on a worthy foe." The men behind the one talking cheered each drunk on each others egos. "An aspect of Death. A creature no weary soul could take alone! No, not even a hundred could manage with the best of strategies. You'll witness this victory for The Paladins of Haven." This man raised an armored fist high as a long sword lay in wait in the other. All across the servers players of every race, class, and gender cheered on. Some for their success while others wished for more sinister results to befall these men and women. The stream continued on like this for minutes before the ground began to shake violently at there feet. This beast they hunted was to been upon them soon. Each readied up clad in armor of various shades of black or gray baring the mark of their group. "Shields at the ready men! As soon as it shows itself-" his words cut short as the screen went static, yet showed all ten players each looking as is in a state of paralysis and confusion.<br><br>The camera from the stream&nbsp; viewed two jagged lines as if fissures in the sky. This unknown beast roared out with such an intensity that it shattered each man and women's resolve of the party in an instant. The harsh reality began to sink in that very few of them would come away from this alive.<br><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/5jnL1uP.jpg?1)</div>The sight of red washed across the feed as the first player went down a deep gash down the midsection leaving them in horror. One after another each was swatted down like flies for the viewers to witness before it went completely silent not counting the light sobbing mixed together. "H...hel-p me...." this voice cried out weakly, an arm extending out from the side of the screen blooded and beaten the fingers twitched as if attempting to reach someone in close proximity. With that the screens that displayed this butchering went black on ever server. Players muttered to one another if it was some stunt by the guild since there was no possible way they all could of been killed in such a manner.
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				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 23:41:57</strong>
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				Elizabeth watches the video until it finally cuts off and only then does she lean back on her couch and takes another pull on her cigarette. "it is all fun and games until someone loses an eye." she blows out a large puff of smoke and looks up at the ceiling with a feral grin on her face "then it is just fun. I love this game!" While some will no doubt quit playing after this very public spectacle to her it just heightens the need to play. That several people just died in real life is well, they knew what they where in for so.. she wont be sad because of it.<br><br>"Hopefully that will make them be less stuck up insu.. what am I saying? Arrogant pricks all of them, nice to see them getting owned." She puts out her smoke and hooks into the terminal again, glad for a day off where she can just game all day long.<br><br>As usual it is a bit disorienting to enter the game world, but she shakes her head slowly to clear it. Somehow the game world always seemed more real to her then the so called real world, perhaps because here she didn't have to.. degrade herself to make a living. here she was a knight and a Lady! An armoured hand gently caresses the hilt of her trusty sword and she fights the urge to let out a laughter of pure joy. It was a rush that even drugs couldn't compare with to log back in and once again take the role of lady Elizabeth.
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				Post by: <strong>seffer</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 15:20:41</strong>
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				Carlo had just finished sending his article to the magazine he regularly wrote for and decided to log in to the game for some after work fun. Once he entered the game world, however, he noticed the video broadcast from one of the largest guilds in the game. Normally Carlo would just skipped it as he didn't really care about the "top players" in the game. Most of them were just elitist snobs anyways. For some reason, today he felt interested to check it out, so that he could make fun of those players when they failed miserably.<br><br>"Oohh... that's one down..." he muttered to himself as things started to get messy in the video.<br><br>He continued to watch, occasionally putting his hand over his mouth as the guild members fell one by one until there's no one else left, bringing the end to the live stream session. Carlo felt slightly shocked, but then he smirked. <em>Serves them right for being so arrogant</em> he thought to himself.<br><br>Minutes later, his in game character, which apparently was a female swordsman named Vinn, was wandering around by herself around the town. A couple of her friends was already logged in so it seemed, maybe she could have a couple of discussion about the video with some of them. Most of them didn't knew that she's a g.i.r.l (guy in real life), except a few people who asked. He never passed himself as a woman yet so far, since it's kind of creepy for him. He just wanted to see how things could be different if he's a female, and games such as this was a perfect opportunity for that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>12-06-2013, 18:52:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/6a12faa9657371b1f563e9cd225ed555-d52aq8p_zpsf0bd8bc8.jpg?t=1370966339)</div><br>Araya wiggled her nose as her amber eyes narrowed at the high level tank that was in front of her. The whole pub seemed to be crowded around their small table as stacks of shot glasses piled up around them. She had been on game for a few hours now and found herself tangled in a bet to out drink the tank for a couple of hundred gold coins. The tank was pretty confident that he would win but after the 17th shot he was starting to grow suspicious of her. She hid her fox appearance, only the glow in her eyes would give away what she really was. <strong>“Your turn tubby… drinky drinky.”</strong> She smiled her small fangs peeking out from behind her lips. The tank growled at her and slammed his hand down which tipped most of the glasses to the floor where they either shattered or rolled away. He seemed to sway on his feet as he stood, his finger pointing at her was wavering to and fro in front of her. She grinned and crossed her arms over her well-endowed chest as she leaned back. <strong>“You… you cheat!”</strong> Araya laughed, the sound smooth and charming to hear,<strong> “I don’t have to chest when it comes to drinking dude. Im a pro at it…”</strong> The truth was she was drunk most of the time when she was on the game either in RL or in game. It gave her a chance to relax and be loose and herself. She nodded to his still full shot glass in front of him. He was having trouble on his feet and had to lean over the table at her. She didn’t back down or show that she was scared of the man in front of her. She did notice the way his eyes seemed to be looking down her armor instead of her eyes. A low rumble in her throat brought his eyes back up and a sly grin to spread over his lips. <strong>“Your kinda hot, why don’t we go somewhere…”</strong> She didn’t let him finish and gave another laugh, <strong>“Drink up or pay up, I don’t shack up with losers.”</strong> That seemed to get him angry and he reached out and grabbed her around the neck, slowly cutting off her air supply. The Pub backed away sensing a PvP about to start. Araya curled her fingers around the tanks finger, trying to get his fingers to release her. He lifted her out of her seat as if she were a ragdoll and held her there as she struggled to get free. <strong>“Now whos the loser…” </strong>Her eyes glowed brighter, her pupils slitting as her fangs grew a bit longer. She clawed at his hand with deadly nails as her nine tails appeared thrashing around knocking people and furniture about the room. People started to cheer, chanting to break her neck, and others to tear him apart. A fierce roar escaped her lips as she swung her leg up and kicked the Tank in the head, which released his hold on her. She dropped to the floor, panting but still in attack mode as she glared at the Tank. He was still on the floor unmoving. Someone came over and checked his pulse and let out a breath. <strong>“His knockout, but still alive.”</strong> People looked at her and she calmed down, her form changed back to normal but she kept her claws and fangs in place in case the Tank had friend or guild in the bar. She stood and strode over to their toppled table and pulled the bag of gold from the floor and placed it in her pack. She them moved to the door, the crowed parting for her as she made her way out. Once outside she let out a long breath she had been holding in and slumped at the side of the pub. Rubbing her neck she hissed knowing either a bruise would form or she was be very sore for the next few days or both. <br><br>While resting her ears perked as people were talking about the video that they had saw about the slaughterer that she watched only hours ago. She still couldn’t get the image of bodies and blood falling like flies on the field. She took deep breath mewing in pain as she neck started to hurt for the action. She hoped the Tank had a hell of a headache when he woke up. She had ment to drink away the video and the insecure feelings she had for the game, till the Tank boosted that he could drink anyone in the bar under the table. She took him up on the bet, he probably saw her as an easy target for a lay and accepted. She was kinda glad she got in a punch to his ugly face, for all the looks and remarks he made while they sat and drank. She closed her eyes and laid her head back and tried to push the feeling of passing out from her mind, she had to meet Elizabeth soon. Their team Knight Tails were due to do a training exercises soon and she always showed up late. Yet today she felt like she may not show up at all feeling the way she did at the moment. She pulled up her menu bar and had to blink a couple of times to see what she was doing. Once she found the name she was looking for she put a chipper tone in her voice.<strong> “Hey girlie! Its me, Ill be a bit late today, go ahead without me and ill catch up. Tell Vinn to leave me some XP. Bye!”</strong> Once her message was done she sent it off and slumped back down. Blackness was twinkling in her vision and she could feel the slow pull of sleep clouding her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LeSane</strong> on <strong>13-06-2013, 09:49:39</strong>
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				Siris sighed as not only did he watch the the feed, but so did his entire guild whom by now were in deep conversation about these. He sighed at the thought of the mundane nature of this they were just some jack asses that wanted to show off. It happens so often with newer players, but what made them so different? Not that this matter the opinion he set for this would be set in stone, yet being in the loop felt better then not having a clue. The young man didn't have anything to do since losing the only job with a steady income. It was not the first or last one to come into his lap with the money he'd saved up of the past few months for the basic essentials rent, food, grooming items. Normal stuff. Everything else was just a luxury. With a slight delay he'd get into the area of the members founding members of his guild talked. A sanctioned were one had to be marked once entering such an area.<br><br>As his character made it inside mystical symbols hovered over his body as if giving permission. Those inside had similar markings but varied in both color, pattern. The only difference was the markings on the chest of each. "Its about time you entered. Did you get lost on the journey of life?" asked what seemed to be the leader of his group who was usually called by the title 'Cerberus' (http://i.imgur.com/ZtK8Ij0.jpg) as the others laughed to themselves at the joke. Everyone knew Siris was lazy when without a cause being called 'Sloth' (http://i.imgur.com/m1bt7AZ.jpg?1) his own color being purple. The rest were Pink (http://i.imgur.com/BV5NpU3.jpg), Orange (http://i.imgur.com/qq9vxo6.jpg), Blue (http://i.imgur.com/H1wlpl4.jpg), and Yellow (http://i.imgur.com/suvUEcB.jpg) each sitting within a small radius of each other. "As we all know that display of weakness has no doubt frightened many a player from attempting anything so foolish." said the one of orange marks a stern look of disappointment on his face as the one in yellow chuckled manically at the ordeal. "Served those idiots right for being on such a pedestal. From what I've gathered from the forums they were the foundation of their group. Its unlikely Haven will maintain its composure for another month." This conversation went on between the four as their leader and Siris just sat and listened to the gossip.<br><br>"Whatever the case maybe we have other topics to discuss more important then the droll going ons." Cerberus spoke duly directing his attention to the Paladin <em>(Blue)</em> who now stood from his seat. "Thank you. As you all know there are two individuals were currently after since the unlawful player killings of new recruits of the guild. Each player is skilled in their respective class, and coordinate enough to evade us." Siris rose his hand meekly now that his interest was peaked,"What's going to be done &amp; why should we care this much? I mean its simple enough to just put them on the bounty board and call it a day. People seem to be willing to risk their very lives for a <em>'justified'</em> kill." The room went ill of silence as each person gaze a stare at his person. "Thats my cue to shut the hell up." avoiding the distant stares of his comrades.<br><br>Each had an idea of how to rid themselves of the duo, but declined on leading the respected plan on fear of termination of self. All but Siris pitched in. He'd go into a daze for what seemed like minutes as before being snapped back to the going ons of the room. "Its decided. Siris will lead group to located, capture or kill the targets." His eyes raised as he was volunteered for such a task. "What the hell?! I didn't want any part of this crap! Don't you throw me aside to save your own asses." growling in a low fashion before his rant was interrupted by Cerberus. "You have one of two choices. First, you accept this as being a founding member of this guild. Second, be stripped of your rank and expelled all together. You do not put any effort into this community of ours I find it time you've done something useful rather then waste space."<br><br>"......Son of a bitch." he'd mutter in defeat at a moments notice writing up a bulletin on the for a special party in his HUD for skilled players. In the back of his mind he rued the day he bothered picking up this game.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>selfexiled</strong> on <strong>17-06-2013, 14:38:03</strong>
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				Durien had not been on in a few weeks due to work so he took a moment to run through the headlines of the news feed to be up to date on the gossip of events. When he found the video he could only shake his head, it was an arrogant waste of lives and resources. He was never fond of the death of another human being but it was something that happened.<br>His greater interest was in the creature that slaughtered the fools. Even as he logged in his mind raced to compute how much power you had to have to split open not just a man's chest but high-end plate armor with wards as well. He wasn't at that level yet but it was something to aspire too. He always did like a challenge.<br><br>He always kept his eyes closed when logging in the scenary change always left you disoriented if you didn't. But he never logged out in the cities anyway. As he opened his eyes it was still dark around him. As he stood he stepped forward and puts his hands against a wall. Then he pushed, it wasn't a wall but a large stone placed there intentially. As it rolled away he found himself in the woods, woods that he knew well. He picked this place for a reason, there was a small swarm of sprites that were computed into the area that were quick to repop. This served his needs well. One of his unique abilities was to hibernate for extended periods of time to accelerate any healing his body may need but he always woke hungry. As he moved through the brush towards the sprites he started to hear their jingling laughs, once in sight he snuck up on them. Not that he needed to it was just entertaining. Once practically in the middle of them he stood and opened his mouth, of course they began attacking him too, not that they was strong enough to do anything. A ball of light began to form in his mouth and sprites began to fall from the air, once the ball filled his mouth he closed it. The glow still shining through his cheeks, once it dissipated he opened his mouth again and slowly more sprites fell, he repeated this until the swarm was dust on the ground. It has taken him six months to learn how to absorb their magic from a distance, it sure beat catching them and sinking his teeth into them. Now to head towards town.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>selfexiled</strong> on <strong>18-06-2013, 15:39:40</strong>
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				As Durien walked into town he could hear the murmurings of the video everywhere, some laughed, some cried, others just sat with distant stares. But the bulk of the people carried on like nothing had happened. Which was what Durien intented to do. He'd been around long enough to see more than one "top" guild rise and fall this was simply another. Though the previous ones didn't execute themselves with arrogance. Momentarily lost in his thoughts he walked into a younger man all decked out in the best he could obtain at his experience grade. Of course the little twink to immediate offense.<br><br><em>HEY!! Watch where you're going you big oaf! You almost scratched my new armor!</em><br><strong>Boy, you should watch your tongue before it gets you into trouble.</strong><br><em>Is that a challenge?! Let's go right here, right now!</em><br><strong>You don't want to do that boy.</strong><br><br>Seems he didn't hear, the twink drew his blade and made ready to strike. Bad idea, people left Durien alone for a reason obviously this kid hadn't heard why yet.<br><br>With a sweeping backhand with his right Durien engaged the kid, it was a fient. Knowing the kid would block it, Durien followed up with his left under the kid's guard and into his stomach winding him instantly. Yanking the sword from his hands and lifting him up by the collar of his chestplate Durien held the tip of the kid's own sword to his neck. <br><br><strong>Mind your betters boy and you'll live longer.</strong> <br><br>Durien dropped the kid and his sword and turned away. Embarassed and angry the kid jumped up and charged Durien with his sword... this is why you don't yell when you charge from an ambush. Spinning on his heel Durien turned about left arm batting away the sword his right catching the kid in the face. At which point he folded up into a pretzel on the way to the ground. Durien leaned down long enough to ensure the kid was alive and continued down the street. Everytime Durien fought he flashed back to his past, many dark times were there, times he'd like to forget...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 23:16:47</strong>
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				Araya herd yelling as her lashes fluttered. 'shut up...' more shouting and her eyes slowly opened. The slits in her eyes adjusted to the light and she realized she had passed out at the side of the pub. She held her head as it felt as if someone had whacked her with a war hammer. She stood and slowly made her way into the street where she saw the cause of the commotion. Durien teaching a newbie his place. It took her back to her first run in with the hunter. She wasnt more then a few months into the game and started hanging with a demon crowed. They were okay at first but soon she found herself bored and detached from them. They were more a hindrance then a group. Stealing, killing and causing all kind of mayhem from other guilds. She took her leave and was halfway out the camp when her eyes fixed on him. At first she thought him pretty cute, all dressed up to kill in the name of justice or whatever he fought for. Hair as white as the first snow fall and deep blue eyes that made her think of the ocean. She found her weakness in those eyes, she could drown in them if she wasnt careful. He was strong she remembered their fight, she could have lost if it weren't for her so called demon friends parading in to get a piece of the action. She took that as her cue to leave, but not without leaving him her calling card. She moved to attack and he blocked it perfectly as she thought he would but left them face to face and she took her chance and kissed him. The kiss may have last only the briefest of heartbeats, but the way her lips slid over his and the intimacy of it still gave her goosebumps. She didnt know if he enjoyed it as much as she had, but either way she would savor his taste forever. Once she pulled away she smiled, <strong>"I think you can handle this,..."</strong> She jumped up and landed in the treetops and gave a slight nod of her head. <strong>"Till we meet again Hunter..."</strong> And she was gone, leaving him with a camp full of angry demons. <br><br>Now he seemed bent on training the newer ones, but could see how the weakling need to be taught how to chose his battles and even how to win them. She clapped her hands as the boy fall, leaning against a tree trunk she smiled. <strong>"Nice to see you havent lost your touch, Hunter. Though little boys are hardly a threat now a days..."</strong> Her eyes were a glow in the darkness of the night and her smile promised either pleasure or danger to those her knew her well. <strong>"What brings you to this side of the map, more demons to stick your sword through?</strong>" She titled her head to the side in a playful smile, her tails invisible since she was still in her human form, though she could feel them twist and float in the warm night air. She took a few steps till she was a couple of feet from him, her body swaying in a hypnotic beat. <strong>"I guess I know why so many demons have been disappearing now a days..." </strong> She pulled a hand through her ebony hair and let the stubborn strands fall and tumble over her chest. Her eyes wondered over his armored clad body and let then image of her peeling each layer off him run through her mind. She nibbled on her lower lip waiting for his answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>selfexiled</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 17:07:49</strong>
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				Not paying attention to who was talking at first Durien just grunted <strong>Just some brat with more money than sense that thinks he can take over the world with a few trinkets.</strong><br><br>Turning to face the voice he saw the little fox and instantly remembered her. Though his hands clenched reflexively at the sight of the demon. He held himself up, she had not been the same as the other demons. She might have actually a bit of kindness in her and honor. Of course her eyes told him much as well, he had been around long enough to see most of a person's basic ideals through thier eyes and her's had nothing to do with the ideals of a common demon. In the world there were supposed to be benevolent demons though Durien doubted that tale, she was starting to change his mind.<br><br>He'd also been around long enough to see an attempt at seduction when it was before him, her swagger and playfulness of her hair was certainly one of those times. Though needless to say she was quite good it. Sometimes you have to turn off certain parts of your brain so you don't get carried away... this was one of those times.<br><br><strong>Actually I've not been hunting in a while, but sleeping. Someone else has been killing demons since I was last in this area. I'm surprised they've not come after you yet. Though somehow I doubt they'd win.</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 03:24:22</strong>
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				Araya smiled as Durien hadnt changed a bit since their last encounter, he was still as rough as ever. Once his eyes landed on her though, instant clarity seemed to shin into his eyes. She let her smile grow as she watched his hands clench, he remembered her and what she was, demon, the thing he hunted. She watched as his back straighten and his face take on a more defensive side, as if he didnt know if he could trust her. She could see her charm had little to no effect on him, but knew no man could be completely turned off by her. She titled her head at him, curious to why he wasnt even a little bit happy to see her. She could still feel those lips on her now. She slid her little pink tongue over her own she could taste the sweet nectar of the spirits she drank only moments ago. <br><br>She titled her head to him and understanding touched her eyes as she looked around at the others, seeing eyes on her and not liking their stares. Any of them could be the hunter that was cutting demons down, like cattle. She would have to be on her guard. Her head whipped back to him, her hair shinning in the last bits of daylight. Her eyes were playful, yet with a touch of seriousness,<strong> “If their as smart as that little brat you fought I may be in luck.” </strong><br><br>She was about to ask what he was doing here again, when the Tank walked out of the bar and homed in on her in mere seconds. She backed away from Durien and hissed as her fangs grew longer and her soul orb appeared like a lit flame. The tank’s dark eyes were full of hate and anger as he pulled his full buster sword from his back and pointed it at her. <strong>“You little witch, you cheated me out of my money.”</strong> Araya growled low in her throat but said nothing else. The Tank slowly made his way towards her and she slowly backed away till her back hit the bark of a tree. She was still low on HP and she had no potions or ether to fall back on since their last fight. She swayed on the balls of her feet and kept all escape routes open to her as the man stood before her. She dropped her human glimmer and one by one her nine tails started to appear. Its milky white fur swayed and thrashed behind her like leafs in a storm.&nbsp; He took a swing and she dodged in the nick of time, turned to see the tree she had been against slip in two. His glare returned to her and she used her orb to attack. He blocked and her spell was deflected. <strong>‘Oh shit… she was in trouble…’</strong> She cursed at the tanks enchanted armor and knew she would have to fight him hand to hand. She wasn’t much of a physical fighter, had a few skill levels to get her by, she would be using everything she had to bring him down. She did a quick check of her stats and saw her heath was still low and didn’t have any potions or ether to help her out on this one. Even though she was royally screwed she didn’t lt it show as she stared down the tank who looked powered up and fully charged from their last fight. Something in the back of her mind told her to flee, to get up and go, but she wouldn’t get very far. The tank probably had a track on her now and would know where and when she came on. Dipping down she pulled a thief dagger she collected on a beginner mission when she first started. The tank eyed her dagger and began to laugh, bending down holding his knee with one hand as he howled. Tears were in his eyes as he looked back up. <strong>“You have got to be joking me, a level 3 dagger, Im a level 46, fox. If that’s your only weapon your dead in three seconds. Just hand over the money and I only hand you over to the demon hunter, you may have a change with him if he doesn’t behead you first.”</strong> Araya growled and stood her ground. The merriment left the tanks eyes as he swung his sword over his shoulder in a battle stance. <strong>“Very well then…”</strong> Araya waited and watched for her opening. <br><br>Once the tank started moving she sprang into action and jumped disappearing and reappearing behind him in a crouched position. With a quick flick of her dagger she slash through the leather of his pants at the muscle behind his knees and watched him fall hard to the ground. She smiled down at him and was about to flee. She didn’t see the tanks two friends till the mage’s spell hit her and she flew into the stone build of the pub with a sickening thud. She didn’t move for a moment, the blackness slowly clouding her vision. Like a thick blanket she couldn’t move, her body felt so heavy and weightless at the same time. Was this death? Was this what those men from the video saw when their heath started to drop? Did it matter? What was she leaving behind? She couldn’t die, she wasn’t ready, was she? She then herd an annoying beep and cracked her eyes open and saw the most beautiful thing in the world. 16HP. She dropped to 16 life points left. She had to get out of there, if she wanted to live. She struggled to sit up and used the building to support her, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion and her ears were muffled. She stood there a moment and tried to gather her wits about her. Movement in the corner of her eye, told her the tank was up and being helped by his friends and he was not happy she was not dead yet. She tried to faze again but only moved a few feet and feel to her knees. Her eyes found Durien and a look of helplessness crossed her face, like a scared wounded animal would look at a predator. Just then she herd the pull of a bow string and knew the ranger was aiming at her. Tears welled in her eyes as she smiled at Durien and blew him a kiss with her two fingers as the tick of the string being released and knew this was it. The world went quite for her and she tried to find something to hold onto when she went and found the hunters eyes the only thing she could focus on. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>selfexiled</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 14:06:58</strong>
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				Slightly amused at first that the demon girl had finally been dealt her due the look in her eyes was enough to pull at some strings he tried so hard to keep from everyone.<br><br>Time was not his friend, the twang of the bow seeled that thought. He could muster incredible bursts of speed when he needed to and now he needed to. He launched himself into the path of the arrow leaving behind a pair of foot sized craters in the ground from the force of the leap. The arrow was deflected, barely it skipped of his armored belt at his right side, it was enough to send it into the wall instead of the girl. These were not push overs like the boy down the road so it was time to play hard ball. <br><br>A seemlingly simple four words incantation was all he uttered. Though none could understand or identify it. His forearms glowed now, he raised his arms above his head and threw them down again, the light erupting from his hands like a rope extending some ten feet out. As his hands wrapped around the ropes the light dimmed a little and all could see it was not rope but chain that he held. <strong>Search your mind and your memories only one person in this game wields chains as weapons, do you want to fight with that person?</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>selfexiled</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 15:58:24</strong>
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				Of course they wouldn't know the answer, at least not the right one. He had seen to that a long time ago, some secrets weren't meant to be found but it did make them pause and that was enough.<br><br>A spinning flick sent the chain to his right towards the archer meant not for his body but his weapon, the other sent after the mage each extending to make up the difference of range. The pause of thought left him an opening and now the shock of the sudden attack provided him more. The chain hit hard against the archer's bow with an audible crack. The bow was not completely destroyed but using it would surely break it the rest of the way. With a yank Durien pulled it from his hands to clatter on the ground. The chain met the mage and wrapped tight around him pinning his arms to his side. With a heave Durien pulled him to him. By the time the mage was within reach the others came to thier senses.<br><br>The archer though without his bow still carried a small sword, and of course the armored buffoon was there. He let out a roar and charged in. Durien smiled and threw the mage back at the tank, interrupting his charge so he didn't hurt his ally. The archer unencumbered closed in, empty handed Durien met the archer's strikes, he was fast, and accurate but his weapon was not made to pierce armor like Durien's the hits that landed meerly skipped off. An open palm strike to the chest sent the archer rolling backwards and very slow to even get on his knees. The tank successfully righting his mage counterpart began to glow. A buff from the mage no doubt, the chains on Durien's arms faded away, raising his hand at wiggling a finger at the two, <strong>Aw, aw, aw...</strong><br><br>Drawing out his two-handed sword Giant's razor, he hefted it in one hand as though it was made of wood. Pointing it at the pair, <strong> You have one more chance to collect your friend and leave.</strong> Not swayed in any way the tank charged in, rather fast too. Deflecting and allowing the force of the blow to spin him Durien was instantly behind the man and put a foot in his back to send him sprawling into the wall. Half of which came down on top of him. Suddenly Durien was right beside him, and his back was very hot, the mage had cooked up a fireball while the tank charged. Good plan, very effective, Durien's HUD flashed as HP dropped. The armor had taken the brunt of it but he was still cooking a little as he stood up. Surprise showed on the mage's face apparently Durien wasn't supposed to get up. <br><br>returning the Razor to his back Durien quick drew his other sword making a broad upward stroke in the process leaving an arc of lightining from scabbard to sword tip and from that arc a bolt of lightining jumped out towards the mage. A master of magic he threw up a shield to block the bolt, as expected. The flash of the bolt hitting the shield kept the mage from seeing anything. Before the flash completely cleared Durien was behind him and wrapped him up. <em>Mages fear me.</em> Durien whispered in his ear. The lower half of his faceplate shifted aside revealing an open mouth and large fangs. Durien bit down, the mage screamed, what the mage saw on his own HUD was his mana fast depleting followed by his HP as he bled out from the wound. Durien dropped him to the ground once he knew the mage didn't have enough left to cast a potent spell. The tank was now moving the stones of the wall falling away from him. He turned to see he was the last one left and was suddenly afraid no one drops a mage that easily without being a mage themselves.<br><br><strong>Alright, alright, have little bitch demon.</strong> As he put away his sword and collected his friends. <strong>But we'll be back for you make no mistake.</strong><br><br><strong>Fine, but next time I'll just kill you instead, since you don't know how to pick your battles.</strong> Turning to the girl and ignoring any protests he picks her up and walks away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 17:28:02</strong>
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				Araya's eyes widened as Durien fought, she couldnt not have imagined anyone as good as him till she saw how effortlessly he fought all three men. She cupped her hands over her mouth a time or two when she thought he was done for but realized he barely felt any of their blows. She could herd the voice in her mind to run to flee while they were all busy fighting, but she couldnt tear her eyes away from Durien. The way he handled his magic was breathtaking, the raw power her wielding was jaw dropped, how could anyone obtain that kind of power? She knew then fighting him would be a mistake for any foolish man, even herself would last only a few mere seconds. His form was as excellent as a dance and the quick way he exchanged weapons for each opponent was masterful. She was having a hard time keeping up with him. But one they were all down she could see he had dealt more then just damage to his enemies but fear of him too. Being a demon she could smell the rolls of it off them as they tried to gather themselves. They tried to pick their pride by threatening him but Durien only squashed that by promising death if they tried. Then he was heading to her and her heart beat speed up, was he going to finish her himself? She waited till he was on her but was surprised when he lifted her in his arms and walked away. She couldnt hide the look of surprise but turned back to the three other who were glaring at her and faced him again. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she watched the side of his face a few moments then dipped her head into the crook of his neck. He smelt wonderful, like worn leather and fresh rain, and his arms were strong as they held her and for once in a very long time she felt safe in his arms as they tracked on. <br><br>She didnt know how long they had been walking but she finally found her voice after the long silence they were in. <strong>"You didnt have to save me..."</strong> Her voice was weak and low so only he could hear her. It wasnt the thank you she had planed in her head but she couldnt bring herself to say them to a hunter who hunted her kind for a living. She could still feel her power level at a shallow stage, she would have to have a prolong rest till she could return to her den and retrieve a potion to cap her off. Her muscles felt sore and her neck was starting to bruise from the tanks hold earlier. Her glimmer had fallen and let him see her full fox form, tail, ears and glowing yellow eyes that peered up at him every now and then under her lashes. She nuzzled deeper into his arms and purred softly, <strong>"Where are you taking me?" </strong>She knew running from him wouldnt be the smartest thing to do, since he was way more faster and powerful then her at the moment and the fact that he could tracker her faster then she could evade him. She looked around her surrounding and found she had no idea where they were heading, she could have pulled up her map but found she wanted to put her trust in him in a way. She would keep her guard up just in case but found it nice to let Durien hold her. She nipped at her lower lip in thought wondering how he got so powerful and if he was just as powerful when she first met him. A smile played across her face as she remembered their kiss and turned her eyes to his mouth wondering if they were still were as exotic as they looked. She let out a sigh and laid her head down to calm her hot blood rushing through her body setting her whole insides on fire with need. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Infinity Project [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>selfexiled</strong> on <strong>07-08-2013, 01:25:23</strong>
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				Of course he didn't have to rescue her. But, when you've been around this long you can tell things, just by looking into their eyes. It would've been one thing if she had been a NPC that had gotten the best of those arrogant fools but the eyes said otherwise. He had to help her, his personal vows made that so. He'd looked away before, he'd been on delivering end of the blade too, before...<br><br>As they walked she weakened but stabilized her body giving up her glamour in order to heal itself. Her ears drooped in exhaustion and her tails simply fluttered in the slight breeze of his gait. Those burning yellow eyes still held a fire to live, a longing for life. As the trees thickened she asked where they were going. He delayed an answer just to see her response. She nuzzled into his neck that much more, he had her full trust. Well, he wasn't expecting that. <strong>We are going somewhere safe, somewhere quiet where you can rest and recover.</strong> After a few more minutes he decided to answer her first comment. <strong>No one deserves to die over such a petty disagreement, and not three against one either. Had you been one hundred percent and only had to deal with the buffoon in the armor I would've likely just watched.</strong> He could here the sprites chittering in the distance, good to know they could be relied on to repop. He came to the small clearing before his own cave, <strong>Here we are. My home away from home.</strong> Without another moments thought he stepped forward into the darkness of the cave. Knowing where everything would be he set Araya down in the dark on a bed of hay and skins and turned back to the opening disappearing around a corner. <br><br>Loud grating could be heard now, Durien was pulling an over large boulder in front of the opening. Setting it in place all light left the cave, <strong>Now, we are as safe as we can be from angry fools and prying eyes and ears.</strong> With an utter of magic orbs lit up around the cave walls. Displaying shelves of items large and small. Some simple and delicate others harsh and horrific. It seemed a trophy room or treasure chamber. Moving to a small chest he picked it up and turned to Araya kneeling down and opening it for her, it was a chest of potions of varying size and color. <strong>Take your pick m'lady all will mend you well.</strong>
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