Mythos Resistance: Cairo (CLOSED)
- Thread starter Ravenholm27
- Start date
Recommended Videos
Anthony quietly acknowledged his orders. This was strange for him, trusting others, these monsters were now his allies. Well this was needed in order to reclaim Eden then he was in. He was still in Human form so he simply straightened his jacket and left the room to prepare.
Rolf nodded in acknowledgment of the orders, destroying the bridge seemed simple enough.
He fixed his eyes upon his group before walking over to them, two of them seemed angelic, and he was unsure of the last person. She seemed quite weak, but the remnants of his warrior spirit told him that she was not to be underestimated. He felt a suppressed lust for blood from her, like from raiders sailing to shore under the cover of darkness. It worried him, but at the same time he wanted to see this woman fight.
At Eryn's question he replied: "I was thinking that we'll just rip it apart the old fashioned way, going for the supports first".
He fixed his eyes upon his group before walking over to them, two of them seemed angelic, and he was unsure of the last person. She seemed quite weak, but the remnants of his warrior spirit told him that she was not to be underestimated. He felt a suppressed lust for blood from her, like from raiders sailing to shore under the cover of darkness. It worried him, but at the same time he wanted to see this woman fight.
At Eryn's question he replied: "I was thinking that we'll just rip it apart the old fashioned way, going for the supports first".
"Heh, supports first, real original" Elva said in a quite sarcastic way, " I know a lot of ways of taking down a bridge, it just depends on how sneaky we want to be,".
He looked around at the group, he had seen them all before and worked with them all quite often, "I say, if we also want to help with a good distraction for the other team, we steal some explosives and destroy it the fun way, as loud and as big as possible," After he said that a smile appeared across his face, even though he doesn't like killing without reason, he still enjoys a good mayhem occasionally.
"Any one else have any other ideas to use?" He asked them all.
He looked around at the group, he had seen them all before and worked with them all quite often, "I say, if we also want to help with a good distraction for the other team, we steal some explosives and destroy it the fun way, as loud and as big as possible," After he said that a smile appeared across his face, even though he doesn't like killing without reason, he still enjoys a good mayhem occasionally.
"Any one else have any other ideas to use?" He asked them all.
Rolf frowned at the idea, he didn't like depending on technology, preferring to do things the old fashioned way. But he had to agree that it seemed like a good choice if they were to act as a distraction for the other team, and nodded in agreement of the plan.
Eryn heard Rolf's answer and nodded her head. It was a good solid plan. Elva seemed to disagree with it as soon as the words left Rolf's mouth. She turned to Elva. "How are we going to get explosives?" While talking Eryn could feel that her body wanted to transform into the werewolf. The monster inside her was wishing for bloodshed. She hoped that the mission would start soon.
After a prayer and a confession Anthony was back in the room with the rest. He had read each of their briefings and was quite impressed with what Allen had assembled here. He saw Squall here. He was the only one out of these groups he had actually worked with. Him and Squall were the ones who had infiltrated the UN and learned about the initial genocides. However since this had spiked so much hostility he always wondered why he was told to do it. Hadn't his God seen this coming, wasn't he all knowing?
I pulled Tsurugi aside to a smaller room away from prying eyes and eavesdroppers to talk to him....
I'll be PMing Tsurugi's orders to him XD
Tara and Allen had always worked together, ever since the first time she had seen him. The two of them had worked out the groups and what Tsurugi would be working on. The other angels in Blackjack, Tara hadn't had much of a chance to get to kow them. Alot of her time was spent being a runner. She wasn't as good as Tsurugi in terms of speed, but she did know how to find out things that needed to be known.
Overall, she was quite surprised. It was unknown to her that such a large number of angels lived here on Earth. Werewolves had become quite common to her. The others in this part of Blackjack were quie new to her. Though, she did know of their existence from her time spent in one of the first experiment institutions.
While Allen was giving out orders to the different groups, she stood in the background. She knew everything that each Mythos was going to do. Instead of listening to what Allen was saying,she watched and studied the different creatures; paying special attention to Eryn. Her scent reaked of wolf and she knew she was a werewolf. However,there was something different about her than the other wolves that she had been in contact with.
When, Allen pulled Tsurugi aside, she walked over to Squall and Anthony. "Allen will be done soon and there's something I have to do. We'll meet back here in ten." She waited until she got a nod from the two angels or some sign that they understood her and then she walked to the door.
Quietly, she slipped out and closed the door behind her and she ran. Bolting, letting her muscles pull her down the halls and making a lot of close corners. The door to the entrance of the building loomed ahead and Tara stopped just in front of it. Gingerly, she opened the door and a light breeze floated past her. The breeze was fresh and sweet. Tara was starting to hate being stuck inside this building during times like this. Waiting, waiting for plans to begin. She stood there for another few minutes and began sprintig back to the room. She still ahd about five minutes before she told the angels she would be back to talk.
Overall, she was quite surprised. It was unknown to her that such a large number of angels lived here on Earth. Werewolves had become quite common to her. The others in this part of Blackjack were quie new to her. Though, she did know of their existence from her time spent in one of the first experiment institutions.
While Allen was giving out orders to the different groups, she stood in the background. She knew everything that each Mythos was going to do. Instead of listening to what Allen was saying,she watched and studied the different creatures; paying special attention to Eryn. Her scent reaked of wolf and she knew she was a werewolf. However,there was something different about her than the other wolves that she had been in contact with.
When, Allen pulled Tsurugi aside, she walked over to Squall and Anthony. "Allen will be done soon and there's something I have to do. We'll meet back here in ten." She waited until she got a nod from the two angels or some sign that they understood her and then she walked to the door.
Quietly, she slipped out and closed the door behind her and she ran. Bolting, letting her muscles pull her down the halls and making a lot of close corners. The door to the entrance of the building loomed ahead and Tara stopped just in front of it. Gingerly, she opened the door and a light breeze floated past her. The breeze was fresh and sweet. Tara was starting to hate being stuck inside this building during times like this. Waiting, waiting for plans to begin. She stood there for another few minutes and began sprintig back to the room. She still ahd about five minutes before she told the angels she would be back to talk.
Rolf looked at the others in the room, being one of the newest members he had hardly worked with any of them before, but he could immediately tell that they were all powerful beings.
His eyes fell on the young woman talking with two of the mythos, he guessed that she was the cat-demon he had heard some talk about before. And her fast and agile movement as she left the room indicated that as well.
His eyes fell on the young woman talking with two of the mythos, he guessed that she was the cat-demon he had heard some talk about before. And her fast and agile movement as she left the room indicated that as well.
Eryn's ear moved and her nostrils flared. Being a werewolf her hearing and smell were exceptional. The smells of the different Mythos and the sounds of their voices. During the mission briefing she noticed another woman looking at her but payed her no attention. She smelled like a demon. Eryn didn't know who she was but was keen on finding out. "Most likely the feline demon that Allen was talking about earlier." She said to herself.
Eryn began to feel the sick. She knew that whenever she felt this her transformation was soon to begin. She excused herself from the group and made her way to the bathroom. Entering the bathroom she tightly clenched her fist and grabbed her stomach. She looked in the mirror. Her fangs were beginning to show as well as her claws. She saw that her grey and blue eyes had turned into a crimson red color. The transformation was painful. She felt her ribs breaking and seperating(?) themselves to make her torso longer. She fell to her knees. Holding it back with all of her strength. Not wanting to transform until they got to the bridge. During her transformation she would attack whoever with out giving it a second thought. Slowly her fangs turned back to their human state and so did her claws. Her ribs came closer together until they also returned to normal. She got off the floor and looked in the mirror. The only thing that didn't change back was her eyes. Eryn went back to the group.
Eryn began to feel the sick. She knew that whenever she felt this her transformation was soon to begin. She excused herself from the group and made her way to the bathroom. Entering the bathroom she tightly clenched her fist and grabbed her stomach. She looked in the mirror. Her fangs were beginning to show as well as her claws. She saw that her grey and blue eyes had turned into a crimson red color. The transformation was painful. She felt her ribs breaking and seperating(?) themselves to make her torso longer. She fell to her knees. Holding it back with all of her strength. Not wanting to transform until they got to the bridge. During her transformation she would attack whoever with out giving it a second thought. Slowly her fangs turned back to their human state and so did her claws. Her ribs came closer together until they also returned to normal. She got off the floor and looked in the mirror. The only thing that didn't change back was her eyes. Eryn went back to the group.
When Eryn returned to the room Anthony noticed a change about her. He couldn't quite place it, but....it was her eyes that told him. He looked at her with a curious look, but put his curiosity aside for another time. She troubled him though, she had a lot of hate and blood lust inside of her, he could feel it
Rolf's thoughts were interrupted by an uneasy feeling, the feeling of a strong lust for blood.
He turned around and saw Eryn excuse herself and head away, but even though she walked away from him he felt the sensation growing stronger for each passing second, until it abruptly subsided.
When Eryn returned her eyes were as red as the blood of a fallen foe and the blood lust seemed barely suppressed. His expression turned into a frown, he hoped that she could control herself until they had reached their objective.
"Is everything alright?" He asked, his voice sounding gruff from disuse.
He turned around and saw Eryn excuse herself and head away, but even though she walked away from him he felt the sensation growing stronger for each passing second, until it abruptly subsided.
When Eryn returned her eyes were as red as the blood of a fallen foe and the blood lust seemed barely suppressed. His expression turned into a frown, he hoped that she could control herself until they had reached their objective.
"Is everything alright?" He asked, his voice sounding gruff from disuse.
Eryn looked no one in the eye when she returned. Fighting back the transformation was becoming harder and harder. Clenching her fist was all she could do. She nodded at Rolf's question. "Yes. Yes I'm fine." Her voice was shaky and weak. She couldn't wait until they got to the bridge. There she would be able to fully transform.
"So," said Gabriel, "where do we get explosives. We need to come up with them in the next," checking his watch "about eighteen hours, assuming we can set up the explosives in two hours."
This looks awesome! Please can I join?
Name: My character has many names, but he will go by the name of 'Revelation'
Age: Innumerable thousands of years. However, he doesn't look a day over 22
Mythos species: Religious
Mythos type: Demon
Height: *See descriptions*
Eye color: *See descriptions*
Description of True form: Few demons actually look like terrible scaled monstrosities, and for good reason. It would be easy to avoid temptation if it walked around with horn and a pitchfork. Temptation only works because it tempting.
In this way, Revelation's real form is a 8', dark haired and well built young man, incredibly handsome and likeable. His eye's are like great gaps in the universe, and to look into them is to know peace nearly unto oblivion. Everything about him gives off an aura of being good and right. He also has wings like those of eagles, but larger.
Description of human form: When in normal human guise, it is like his true form has been muffled. He shrinks to 5'11", his wings fold away to nowhere, and he seems to become less beautiful, though he is still handsome. His eyes cease to be great holes in the world and become a clear sky blue.
Bio:Revelation used to be a Duke of Hell, and was sent out into the world in a kindly, likeable form, better to catch his victims off guard. However, he found that, over the centuries, the good nature of his body slowly worked it's way into his mind. He began to tempt and corrupt less, but he had been one of Hell's greatest, so they gave him leniency. However, this finally gave way when he began to save damned souls. He has been excommunicated, though he still possesses some degree of demonic power, and access to his own small demonic realm. He is both proud of his past, and looks to the future, pulled by both demonic and holy influences.
Age: Innumerable thousands of years. However, he doesn't look a day over 22
Mythos species: Religious
Mythos type: Demon
Height: *See descriptions*
Eye color: *See descriptions*
Description of True form: Few demons actually look like terrible scaled monstrosities, and for good reason. It would be easy to avoid temptation if it walked around with horn and a pitchfork. Temptation only works because it tempting.
In this way, Revelation's real form is a 8', dark haired and well built young man, incredibly handsome and likeable. His eye's are like great gaps in the universe, and to look into them is to know peace nearly unto oblivion. Everything about him gives off an aura of being good and right. He also has wings like those of eagles, but larger.
Description of human form: When in normal human guise, it is like his true form has been muffled. He shrinks to 5'11", his wings fold away to nowhere, and he seems to become less beautiful, though he is still handsome. His eyes cease to be great holes in the world and become a clear sky blue.
Bio:Revelation used to be a Duke of Hell, and was sent out into the world in a kindly, likeable form, better to catch his victims off guard. However, he found that, over the centuries, the good nature of his body slowly worked it's way into his mind. He began to tempt and corrupt less, but he had been one of Hell's greatest, so they gave him leniency. However, this finally gave way when he began to save damned souls. He has been excommunicated, though he still possesses some degree of demonic power, and access to his own small demonic realm. He is both proud of his past, and looks to the future, pulled by both demonic and holy influences.
Tara slowed down and calmly strolled into the room. Each step was taken as if she had a reason to be walking so proudly. The freshness of air had that type of affect of her. She felt strong and had every confidence that the plan would work, as long as...
She walked over to Eryn and crouched below her, forcing her to look into her eyes. "Hold on. You're stronger than that. You can hold this power until the time is right. That's why we gave you that task." Tara waited for a moment and continued looking into the wolf's eyes. Then she stood again and walked over to the two angels who were waiting just outside of the room Allen was in.
"How much weight can you boys fly with?" Tara asked as she leaned against the wall smiling. She enjoyed angels, they always gave her a sense of peace; a peace that she would never feel in any other situation.
She walked over to Eryn and crouched below her, forcing her to look into her eyes. "Hold on. You're stronger than that. You can hold this power until the time is right. That's why we gave you that task." Tara waited for a moment and continued looking into the wolf's eyes. Then she stood again and walked over to the two angels who were waiting just outside of the room Allen was in.
"How much weight can you boys fly with?" Tara asked as she leaned against the wall smiling. She enjoyed angels, they always gave her a sense of peace; a peace that she would never feel in any other situation.
Allen opened the door and glared at the two angels, " Aye and how well is thou's hearing," his voice slipping into a heavy accent. "Tara one moment of your time if you could," Allen pulled her aside and started to whisper to her only thing heard from the others was, "Tsurugi....mission......."
"Understood, Allen." Tara returned to the two angels who, by this time, seemed slightly confused.
"Alright. So, here's how things are going to work out. The four of us, have to get all of the mythos out of there once the others have broken the tracks and led the train off the rails. Those that can't run or fly fast enough to keep up with the four of us, we will carry." For a second, she thought there was a snicker towards what she had said, as if to mean she wouldn't possibly be strong enough to carry anyone, let alone run fast enough to keep up with three Mythos that could fly. For the sake of keeping her cool, she ignored it nad looked at Allen, telling him with her eyes to let him continue explaining the plan.
Her sudden anger that came out at times had simmered drastically since her time in the institution, but it still gave her chances to blaze at times. Now, was not one of those times she wished to show those standing in the room what she was capable of. Or atleast, just not yet anyway.
"Alright. So, here's how things are going to work out. The four of us, have to get all of the mythos out of there once the others have broken the tracks and led the train off the rails. Those that can't run or fly fast enough to keep up with the four of us, we will carry." For a second, she thought there was a snicker towards what she had said, as if to mean she wouldn't possibly be strong enough to carry anyone, let alone run fast enough to keep up with three Mythos that could fly. For the sake of keeping her cool, she ignored it nad looked at Allen, telling him with her eyes to let him continue explaining the plan.
Her sudden anger that came out at times had simmered drastically since her time in the institution, but it still gave her chances to blaze at times. Now, was not one of those times she wished to show those standing in the room what she was capable of. Or atleast, just not yet anyway.
Allen continued, "Bad idea to underestimate her it'll hurt you later. Anyways stick with Tara's plan worry bout yourselves understood?" A man barely out of his teens came in and whispered into Allen's ears. Allen grinned to turned to the train track group, "Listen up the convoy just left the enemy you four have three hours to get to the bridge and blow it up. Me and the rest of the people will follow after you in 20 minutes to your departure," he said to them hardly containing his glee. It's been a long time since he's killed something and he was itching to try his new magics.