D.I.C.E(Game Thread/PM to Join)

[IFS]

Garath shuddered as the demon died, breaking the mental connection as quickly as possible, it was not pleasant to observe a demon's mind as it died. He sat down and leaned against a tree, exhausted by the mental struggle.

"Thanks for the assist," he said to Simon, taking deep breaths to regain his focus, then he turned towards Isabelle "What next?"

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"What next?" Garath asked as he sat down next to a tree after having a mental struggle with the demon that died in agony through the combination of the team's attacks. He spoke with deep breaths, as Isabelle gave a sympathetic look towards him. Isabelle scanned the area in case any more demons were lurking amongst the shadows of the forest. Vayle meanwhile had descended after watching her spectral ropes fade away, and stood next to her master. Isabelle then gave out the orders.

"Right, first we should secure the area. Richard, it would most likely be a good idea id you could gather some biological samples from this demon for analysis and research, try and find out what making it tick. Simon, tend to the soldier's wounds. Garath, until you recover, just take it easy for a little bit, you did a good job there. Vayle, try and look into the demon's spirit, see what it is and how it got here. Once those tasks are complete, we'll see where to go next. Is that clear with everyone?"

 

[DarkRawen]

"Right, first we should secure the area. Richard, it would most likely be a good idea id you could gather some biological samples from this demon for analysis and research, try and find out what making it tick. Simon, tend to the soldier's wounds. Garath, until you recover, just take it easy for a little bit, you did a good job there. Vayle, try and look into the demon's spirit, see what it is and how it got here. Once those tasks are complete, we'll see where to go next. Is that clear with everyone?"

"Well, yeah, as long as it's dead. " Seeing as it hadn't moved yet to snap that one hooded guy, it should be dead. He put the shotgun under his arm, and walked over to the large corpse. "I might have to tell you now though, I don't know how much I can find out here. The DNA's off limit with the available tools, but I can test some things," he said so loud that she could hear him. Opening a bag of gloves he had in his right coat-pocket, he put a pair on, and opened the suitcase, pulling out a scalpel, and some test tubes.
He took a sample from the muscles, and then some blood that was still gushing out of the wound where he had shot it. Of course, these samples would have acid in them, so he also went to the feet and right arm to do the same, before getting back to the suitcase, having changed gloves twice.
He removed the necessary tools from the suitcase, and treated the samples, before using different methods and tools to test them.
It would take some time to read the samples, so he took the situation to look at the demon further -passing by the strange, cloaked man without showing any signs of interest- and also collect samples from the eyes and such that couldn't be tested yet. While he did this, he noticed that people were staring at him, and added: "The tests won't show a result instantly, you know. There are some things in demons which most of these tools couldn't even have read had it not been for them being modified, so it will take a short while." While he did this, he opened a sub-part of the suitcase, where he stored the samples in the right chilly temperature.
"And now I have to wait," he thought, sitting down by the suitcase, staring at the tools.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"I might have to tell you now though, I don't know how much I can find out here. The DNA's off limit with the available tools, but I can test some things." Richard said as he opened a bag of gloves, then out from the suitcase came a scalpel and some test tubes. He then collected some samples of blood and muscle tissue, but avoided areas where the acid from his shotgun might of reached. It was then that he removed some rather specialist looking equipment from his suitcase, and started treating the samples before storing them in a sub-compartment of the case.

During this, Richard had noticed the looks he was getting from everyone's face. "The tests won't show a result instantly, you know. There are some things in demons which most of these tools couldn't even have read had it not been for them being modified, so it will take a short while."

"Okay then, guess even with the most efficient equipment we currently possess, things still take time; understandable." Isabelle remarked, citing how despite how advanced modern technology had become, things still required time and patience, a quality she admired. Vayle had begun reading the spirit of the demon who lay flat on the ground, its eyes glassed over, showing it was dead.

"Master, I have found something." She said sounding confused.

"What is it Vayle, what do you see?" Isabelle asked sounding curious.

"This... demon, it isn't natural, the spirits within are different than what I have seen before. No, not a demon, a Golem; an inanimate creature given life. But I have a name from it, Kouza Prime. I'm afraid that is all I can get for the moment Master."

"A Golem you say? Haven't encountered one of those in quite a while. Well, thank you anyway Vayle, see if there is anything more you can find, if not, then we will have to make do for the time being." Isabelle said, thanking Vayle for a job well done. Whilst they waited, she went over to Richard, and sat down next to him.

"So, whilst we wait for the tests to be concluded, do you want to discuss something, or at least talk about things?" She asked in a friendly and polite manner.

 

[DarkRawen]

"So, whilst we wait for the tests to be concluded, do you want to discuss something, or at least talk about things?" She asked in a friendly and polite manner.

Richard looked at the white-haired woman who was sitting next to him. "Sure, what kind of stuff? I could tell you what kind of samples I'm currently taking, but I don't know how much it would interest you." It was regretful, but not everyone had the same kind of interest in these kinds of things as him. "Or, we could talk about whatever, I guess." He really didn't like to wait, and small-talk would make the time go faster. Also, Isabelle had some interesting features about her, even though she didn't have any demonic ancestry or the likes.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"Sure, what kind of stuff? I could tell you what kind of samples I'm currently taking, but I don't know how much it would interest you."

"I'm a little interested Richard. Just because I am from Division Two, doesn't mean my interests are restricted to simply the magical or supernatural fields of study. You could say I have a intrigue for learning new things; after all knowledge is a valuable thing, and we shouldn't waste it. Also, I'm curious as to what work you do, and also how you came to be apart of D.I.C.E. Feel free to ask anything about me; haven't a chance for a conversation in a while." Isabelle remarked as she planted her sword next to her, its icy form slowly reverting back, and the white glow fading, till only the purple colouring of the runes remained.

 

[Nouw]

"Shit, you're back. Tougher than you look man, tougher than you look." Danny remarked at Aaron waking up. He had expected the demons to rise back up, not Aaron.

"Nonetheless, we still need to go through the base and sift through whatever evidence is left after what happened here. Afterwards, we'll rendezvous with the forest team at the jet, share information, and then deliver the report."

"Sounds good to me, I'll see you fellas around," Danny said before walking off at a moderate pace. He'd search this place inside-out, top-down and in every nook and cranny with extra vigilance, despite the facility being apparently void of demons. The demons wanted him to think he was safe but he wouldn't fall for that; that was one of the first things you learnt as a police-officer. Better alive than dead.

 

[DarkRawen]

"I'm a little interested Richard. Just because I am from Division Two, doesn't mean my interests are restricted to simply the magical or supernatural fields of study. You could say I have a intrigue for learning new things; after all knowledge is a valuable thing, and we shouldn't waste it. Also, I'm curious as to what work you do, and also how you came to be apart of D.I.C.E. Feel free to ask anything about me; haven't a chance for a conversation in a while."

"Well, basically there isn't a lot I can find out now, but I hope to find traces of any chemical substance that relates to the x-nucleotide, which is a unknown nucleotide that resides in the demon DNA apart from the ATCG nucleotides, and that is a big reason to why the demons are so different from us. The x-nucleotide is only a codename, considering we have no idea what it actually is, and why it's in the demons. There's a few substances or material I know the effect of, and I'm hoping to find traces of that, and also find out what kind of group this demon would be in, and try to find out if there's a clear difference between this demon and the demons I know of before. It's only basic tests, and I could do more, but considering it is a little too big for me to open up and check, and that we probably wouldn't find anything useful for now, I won't. I could examine the muscles, since the demon doesn't have any skin, but I would find out what I already know, that the demon's muscles are a lot sturdier, yet flexible than ours, and that they can take a hit without getting damaged or stiff. However, I also know that they are pretty much like any other demon muscles, considering the acid worked on them."
He stopped, realizing that he had talked a lot.

"Well, anyway, that's some of it. As for what I do, a lot of sample collecting and testing,but mostly genome sequencing, which gives us a map over a demon's DNA. With such a "map" I can find out what the different codons in different locations means, and understand more about demons and their biology. The reason why I'm with D.I.C.E. isn't that interesting, just the right place to the right time, about twenty times."
He smirked, and looked over at the processes. They were getting something, but only part of the data was readable yet. "How about you, how come your sword was covered in ice just now?" he asked, looking at the blade. There were some kinds of symbols on it, but he had never been one for languages.

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

The sentient blade slid into the creature's heart effortlessly, cutting through muscle and tendon as a diamond cuts through glass. It started spasming violently as blood collected in it's mouth, trying to hang on for a few more moments of life and then as violently as it started it stopped. When he was sure it was dead he slid the blade back out, it was dripping but he could still make out the arcane runes the were engraved into it's ricasso.

"You're cursed like me then" He remarked, "Looks like we have something in common."

He saw a group of three men approach the head of the dead creature, two looked like D.I.C.E. personnel, the other man's face was obscured by a hood.

"Damn. It looks like I lost a wager. Never bet against human ingenuity and skill. Still, I'd say this is a job well done. Bravo" The hooded figure said.

"I wouldn't be so certain of your loss," He said dourly, he was cursed to appear as a human, but he would never let his wits be compared to theirs.

He walked of moodily, the actual members of D.I.C.E. were fussing around the corpse of the creature, collecting samples for their damned experiments. He stabbed the sword into the ground when he arrived near where they were standing.

"I never did get to finish my walk"

He continued past the the scientists and the soldiers further into the the forest.

 

[Ultraman950]

"Nonetheless, we still need to go through the base and sift through whatever evidence is left after what happened here. Afterwards, we'll rendezvous with the forest team at the jet, share information, and then deliver the report."

"Roger that," Sophie replied simply with a nod. Keeping her rifle out just in case, she went to follow Danny.

"Better not go anywhere without backup. In case you need me to save your ass again," she said, grinning. "Didn't scare you too much, did I?"

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Isabelle listened with interest as Richard explained all the various tests that he was performing on the collected samples. She remembered that the ATCG nucleotides were the four building blocks for human DNA, and that this mysterious X variant of them was one of the key difference between human and demonic genetics and biology. He then explained that his worked involved mapping the genome of a demon. Finally, Richard mentioned it was merely a place of right place, right time that landed him a job at D.I.C.E. His thoughts then turned to Isabelle, mainly her sword.

"How about you, how come your sword was covered in ice just now?" He asked, definitely sounding intrigued. Isabelle let out a faint giggle as she removed the blade, and showed the side which had the purple runes etched into them so he could have a better look.

"As you know Richard, since I am a member of Division Two, we fight demons with sword and sorcery. My magic comes in the form of arcane elements; things like fire, ice, and lightning, amongst others. How I was able to have my sword covered in ice, was through the method of enchanting the blade via these runes. They allow the arcane elements to bestow the sword with their power. The langauge itself is runic in nature, but translates to a mixture of English and Latin. Once deciphered it reads:

May the ars arcana of elements flow through this blade, and bring unto it pain upon the daemon.​

My father was the one to cast the runes upon this sword, and I received the blade as a gift when I showed great control over my elemental magic; although I have yet to fully master the skill of being able to cast two separate elements in tandem. So in a way, I still have a little way to go; but I think he would of been proud of me."

 

[DarkRawen]

"As you know Richard, since I am a member of Division Two, we fight demons with sword and sorcery. My magic comes in the form of arcane elements; things like fire, ice, and lightning, amongst others. How I was able to have my sword covered in ice, was through the method of enchanting the blade via these runes. They allow the arcane elements to bestow the sword with their power. The langauge itself is runic in nature, but translates to a mixture of English and Latin. Once deciphered it reads:

May the ars arcana of elements flow through this blade, and bring unto it pain upon the daemon.


My father was the one to cast the runes upon this sword, and I received the blade as a gift when I showed great control over my elemental magic; although I have yet to fully master the skill of being able to cast two separate elements in tandem. So in a way, I still have a little way to go; but I think he would of been proud of me."

Richard looked at the weird letters. How anyone could translate that was beyond him, but then again, he had heard the same said about DNA."So the runes binds the elemental powers to the blade? Interesting, I do wonder how that could be. However, what do you mean when you say your father would be have been proud of you?" he asked. Richard had never felt the need for a parent to feel proud of him, so he was oblivious to what he was asking, and how he had worded it.
"Is there some kind of reason he isn't?" Richard asked, and checked one of the tests, a blood-sample. There were nothing interesting from this one, apart from a incredible amount of iron in the blood, and the most regular x substance, named x-023, which was a protein with an effect they had yet to figure out. He cleaned testing-tool, and kept the blood as a sample for the lab back home, while waiting for Isabelle to answer.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"However, what do you mean when you say your father would be have been proud of you?" Richard asked, confused by the statement made earlier. "Is there some kind of reason he isn't?" Whilst he waited for her to answer, he and began checking on the tests. Meanwhile, Isabelle was quiet, thinking to what happened five years ago. This reliving of a painful memory almost brought a tear to her eyes; but she managed to wipe it away in time.

"Yes Richard, there is, a rather simple one in fact. You see, my father is dead; killed by a demon out in the forests around by our home. He died protecting me and mother, and it was the moment that I finally decided to join D.I.C.E as one of its members." Isabelle said in a rather clear voice.

 

[IFS]

"Garath, until you recover, just take it easy for a little bit, you did a good job there."

"Thats a plan I can get behind," Garath replied, nodding and smiling weakly, "Now if only I could find a couch to get behind me."

He closed his eyes and collected his thoughts, he could hear Richard and Isabelle talking, Richard was spouting some sci-fi technobabble and Isabelle was actually showing interest. Opening his eyes he glanced around, he wasn't sure who the hooded figure was but they didn't seem to be hostile, Azkar was nowhere to be seen, and ELizer had apparently helped them kill the demon with the talking sword.

He pulled out his deck of cards and began shuffling them, it helped him concentrate, and sat there resting and hoping that no-one would make him do any more work today, he was supposed to be off-duty after all.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Yes Richard, there is, a rather simple one in fact. You see, my father is dead; killed by a demon out in the forests around by our home. He died protecting me and mother, and it was the moment that I finally decided to join D.I.C.E as one of its members." Isabelle said in a rather clear voice.

Isabelle didn't seem really sad, but it was clear from what she said that it hadn't been a good question from his part. "Oh." He cleared his voice, and put the tests down, looking directly at her. "Well, I'm sorry I asked, if it brought up anything bad." Richard knew that if he tried to sympathize that it wouldn't help. He hadn't really been sad before, so it would probably make it worse. "But," he tried to find something else to talk about. "That means you knew of D.I.C.E. before, that event, right? Because you "finally" decided to join D.I.C.E.?"

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"Well, I'm sorry I asked, if it brought up anything bad." Richard said after putting down his tests and looking straight at her in a sympathetic way. "That means you knew of D.I.C.E. before, that event, right? Because you "finally" decided to join D.I.C.E.?" He asked, sounding curious. This brought a smile to Isabelle's face.

"Indeed I did, when I was a young teenager, we acted as consultants and assisted D.I.C.E in a variety of cases due to our knowledge of demons; which, and this is by no means an insult to them, they were a little lacking in places. They essentially made me an honorary member of Division Two; so when I officially joined, the work I did when I was younger helped with making the initiation process a little easier, since they already knew what potential I had."

 

[DarkRawen]

"Indeed I did, when I was a young teenager, we acted as consultants and assisted D.I.C.E in a variety of cases due to our knowledge of demons; which, and this is by no means an insult to them, they were a little lacking in places. They essentially made me an honorary member of Division Two; so when I officially joined, the work I did when I was younger helped with making the initiation process a little easier, since they already knew what potential I had."

"So your family is accustomed to demons? That sounds like an interesting kind of family business," Richard said, smiling as well. This was the point of the conversation where he added something about himself again, right? "I knew of D.I.C.E. for a good five years before I joined, and I've known about demons for the same amount of time." Richard moved a bit over to see if any of the other tests had given results yet,but they hadn't. He couldn't just talk and ignore his work, after all. "So, what kinds of demons have you seen?" he asked, curiously.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar dipped in and out of consciousness, everything was fuzzy and dark. She felt as if something was touching her, but couldn't keep her thoughts together. Then suddenly her mind was crisp and clear.

Azkar was lying in a completely pitch black space, she could however see herself, it was as if nothing else existed. High above her, kilometers away and far above her were eyes, several sets. Azkar shivered as she realized they were a handful of the most powerful Demons in Hell, what else could they be? Their souls were impossible to comprehend in their size and pure evil intentions. Azkar stood up, her body and armor were completely repaired. One of the giant sets of eyes moved slightly and a disturbing voice began to speak. "Your progress has been very slow without our guidance it would seem..." the voice was like dozens of people from all ages being strangled and tortured as metal scraped against metal in the background, Azkar's eyes, ears and nose started to bleed just at the sound of it. "However you finally took some bait, allowing us to return you here." Azkar cursed and fell to her knees as she felt the pulse of malefic energy in her from the Succubi commander she consumed. "It is finally time to remove your shackles and have you join us, She Who Thirsts." Azkar convulsed as chanting filled the space and dark runes spread out across the midnight black floor beneath her. Iron chains and spikes erupted from the ground, entrapping and impaling her. Azkar choked on blood and tears as she recognized the ascension ritual.

"You're one of the only things in existence that can destroy energy and have it cease to be. On top of that the scale at which you do it has no restrictions." The voice gave a visceral chuckle as Azkar's confused mind tried to make sense of it all. She felt her mind and soul tearing up as the ritual continued, then simply ceased to think, blacking out.

She awoke as Azkarzhidou, she who thirsts. She was now 8 foot tall, her armor was made of obsidian and forged in blood and souls. Her Helmet was gone, she had a set of massive horns and flaming eyes, large bat like wings sat folded behind her back, her sword had tripled in length and was a horror of fangs and barbed tongues. Azkarzhidou stretched and frowned, she stared at a glowing ball of energy before her as the eyes looked down on their new weapon.
"Your soul has split, consume the remnants of yourself. DESTROY YOUR ORIGINAL FORM AND GAIN THE POWER TO DESTROY EARTH AND GOD HIMSELF!" The voices laughed manically and harshly as the light before her exploded. Azkarzhidou smirked as she remembered her origins, her new massive sword hissed and shook, demanding to feast.

A figure emerged from the light. It looked just like Azkar did originally body wise. But she was coated in silver plate armor gilded with gold and feathers. Azkarzhidou's twin stared at her with disgust and loathing as she drew a long bastard sword from her back. Azkarzhidou looked at the sword and felt only doom.
"I am Azkar, the youngest of all Angels. The Archangel of Purification." The Angel was much shorter than her twin and had piercing yellow eyes, which glared from behind her slightly messy white hair, she shook her head as Azkarzhidou returned her look with a laugh. Azkarzhidou spat at Azkar and mocked "I don't know who you are and I don't care. You belong to me now." She then giggled as she pondered how powerful she would be after devouring her former self.

"I was given free reign to cull Demonic energy to restore balance, your powers are a corruption of mine." The Angel looked directly up, holding her sword in front of her chest. Then instantly switched to a one handed stance with her massive blade, holding it behind her and keeping her free hand forward.
Azkarzhidou approached the pathetic little Angel, bringing her hungry blade forward. She then coldly stated "I will consume you. You belong to me, the world belongs to me, the Heavens belong to me." Azkarzhidou began to sprint forward, swinging her sword in a diagonal slash with both arms. The Angel parried and stepped to the side as she declared loudly "If it is my fate to destroy myself to protect reality from you, then so be it."

The eyes sat in the shadows, watching with great interest as the battle began.

 

[deathbydeath]

"Better not go anywhere without backup. In case you need me to save your ass again."

Aaron's hands engulfed his face as team members sauntered off in their own directions again, apparently not getting the "team" memo. As clueless as Danny and Sophia were about their whereabouts, Aaron decided to remedy the situation by consulting Dem. He found a map of the complex in the folder, and through deduction figured that the attempted sacrifice would probably be in the location that was the easiest to gain and hold, which happened to the main command center. He informed Lara, Crow, and the Lieutenant of his deductions, and then vanished to follow Sophia and Danny, to both watch their backs and pick up anything they missed.

 

[Terratina.]

The man just left Eligor in the ground after that hullabaloo after making some remarks. He wasn't paying attention as he was resting in a hope to recharge his energy, even with the Souldrinker living up to its epithet and absorbs some of the demon's essence, Eligor had exhausted his energy on simply floating around after people. The eye dimmed as he closed it, hoping to get some respite. But there was that interesting little titbit that was left out in the open. Soon a faint image of an middle-aged gentlemen with smartly cut greying hair, a goatee and wearing one sharp suit followed the man into the forest silently, his feet almost floating upon the ground. Eligor quickly found the raggedy man and called out to him.

"I believe we never introduced each other." He said, "Well, I'd say the time is ripe..."