The True Demon of Darkness, Amelo
Mar 23, 2009 21:09:39 GMT -5
Post by Skylos on Mar 23, 2009 21:09:39 GMT -5
[Caleb's character] [Fourth Thread]
[12/18/08] [Pg. 104] [Starting at post #3103]
Just then, a single black tendril extended from one of the holes of Masamune's sphere and wrapped snuggly around his wrist. It was freezing, but didn't appear to be attacking him. Who are you...? A voice said in Masamune's head.
Masamune froze, then answered the voice, My name is Masamune. He didn't particularly mind the cool temperature; his element was Ice, after all.
I see. The voice paused. Keep me and my brother safe, and I'll reward you later. It said. The voice was soft, but lacked any clear personality.
Masamune nodded. I will, he promised the sphere. And I know Caleb will too. He wondered idly what form the reward would take. Not that it mattered too much.
...Very good, then. Do keep us a secret for now... The tendril unwrapped itself and retreated into the orb. If Masamune looked in, he would note that the inside was empty...
[Regeneration]
[1/4/09] [Page 142] [Post #4247]
The Dark True Demon was remarkably the same in his transformation, but of course, the opposite, being Darkness. if the Light of the other demon didn't blind you, his darkness would have fully convinced you that you had been. It covered the Nexus in a shroud before finally clearing into a Human form wearing black jeans and a black sweatshirt.
[Change of outfit]
[1/7/09] [Page 144] [Post #4299]
Once again, the Dark True Demon stood in the Nexus. He made his way to the altar and then stood as a statue in front of it. He looked down at what he was wearing and nodded silently to himself. When he had regenerated, he had quickly thrown the two together so that he wouldn't have been nude when he had entered human form. Now he had the chance to put on something that was more... him. The flow of Darkness wrap around his body and engulfed him until he was just a black mass. Slowly, his features returned, revealing him in a black suit and tie, with a black coat, and also black dress pants. The buttons on the coat were silver as well as his belt buckle, and shined brightly. His black shoes were well polished, enough so that you could easily see your reflection in them. He looked himself over, then went back to being a statue.
[12/18/08] [Pg. 104] [Starting at post #3103]
Just then, a single black tendril extended from one of the holes of Masamune's sphere and wrapped snuggly around his wrist. It was freezing, but didn't appear to be attacking him. Who are you...? A voice said in Masamune's head.
Masamune froze, then answered the voice, My name is Masamune. He didn't particularly mind the cool temperature; his element was Ice, after all.
I see. The voice paused. Keep me and my brother safe, and I'll reward you later. It said. The voice was soft, but lacked any clear personality.
Masamune nodded. I will, he promised the sphere. And I know Caleb will too. He wondered idly what form the reward would take. Not that it mattered too much.
...Very good, then. Do keep us a secret for now... The tendril unwrapped itself and retreated into the orb. If Masamune looked in, he would note that the inside was empty...
[Regeneration]
[1/4/09] [Page 142] [Post #4247]
The Dark True Demon was remarkably the same in his transformation, but of course, the opposite, being Darkness. if the Light of the other demon didn't blind you, his darkness would have fully convinced you that you had been. It covered the Nexus in a shroud before finally clearing into a Human form wearing black jeans and a black sweatshirt.
[Change of outfit]
[1/7/09] [Page 144] [Post #4299]
Once again, the Dark True Demon stood in the Nexus. He made his way to the altar and then stood as a statue in front of it. He looked down at what he was wearing and nodded silently to himself. When he had regenerated, he had quickly thrown the two together so that he wouldn't have been nude when he had entered human form. Now he had the chance to put on something that was more... him. The flow of Darkness wrap around his body and engulfed him until he was just a black mass. Slowly, his features returned, revealing him in a black suit and tie, with a black coat, and also black dress pants. The buttons on the coat were silver as well as his belt buckle, and shined brightly. His black shoes were well polished, enough so that you could easily see your reflection in them. He looked himself over, then went back to being a statue.