darkSpyro

OoC: Nothing much happened with your good side. Read the flavor text. And the Darkness Army is recruiting.

[Taking a new OC for a test drive.]

Name: Cazadia
Age: 21
Gender: female
Appearance: an anthro ocelot with a long brown ponytail, olive-green eyes, and a safari helmet
Wiki if character has one: nope
Personality: a true survivalist, she acts on instinct and cares little for others. She is also a bounty hunter.
Alignment: neutral; whichever side pays better
Other: none

OoC: Don't worry- Storm is new for me too! X3

Durotan spoke softly, hmm, he'd felt a shadow presence, something familiar, yet he hadn't felt it for a very long time so couldn't locate it correctly straight away. It was definitely a Dark Eternal, one of the Dark creatures worshipped by the Trolls, he just hoped it wasn't either the Prince or the Queen, Hakkar the Soulflayer or Ula'tek. He swung his axe, Gorehowl, which created a fierce warsong. Yet it also had another effect, it activated his deep blood curse and made his eyes become dark and blood-red. His strength was increased threefold while he was like this. His green skin became a deep blood red and his skin grew large boney spikes and sometimes if he fell too far to the curse he would even grow horns. One time, he had grown hooves. The reason he did this was because of an identification issue. He knew the risks, in this form the line between friend and foe became increasingly thin until sometimes he wouldn't know which was which and kill his friends as well as his foes. Yet in this form he could see all types of Electromagnetic Waves (light) except for Gamma and Radio waves, shadow creatures like the Dark Eternals emitted X-ray light, and he could see that, so he saw the vague yet definable presence of Hakkar the Soulflayer, hidden in a copse of trees,and it sent a shiver down his spine. The Blood God, Prince of the Dark Eternals and it was there. He feared for his soul... he eventually returned to his calm grass green skin and spoke calmingly to Ki, "I'm sorry I may have scared you, but I had to do that to see who or what was causing that feeling we felt, it was a creature I had faced before, a very long time ago, Hakkar the Soulflayer, and about Dark Toon Link, well... I;ve heard of him yet haven't met him. From the way you speak of him, he seems like someone to be wary of, but we may have just got a bigger problem..."

"It's ok buddy, and I know, there's been an ominous feeling in the air for quite awhile now, something's going down, and soon" Ki said as he patted Durotan's back

((Recap? I've been gone for a week.))

((#ihateitjustreadthepoststhatareyellow))

"If you want me as your ally, then good, yet I have my own adversary that needs taking care of, Durotan. It was many years ago that we last fought, but he came out victorious, now I must have my revenge and slay his body, steal his soul, and raise his body to dance to my tune as a mockery to all he'd fought for in life, then after that, I will turn his dead body on his own allies, yet they will not know, until when his weapon cleaves through their skulls and dirties the floors of their halls" Hakkar rumbled deeply...

Hakkar eyed Shadme directly, trying to gauge her levels of power, but she hid them from him, NINJAsk did not and he saw power brimming from him like a dark scent, it made him think of the plagued grain once sent across the plains of Lordaeron to turn the living into the undead, normal and fresh, yet underlined by a sickly sweet smell that carried on the wind, symbolising something was horribly wrong with it, so unnoticeable unless looked for. The other being, Vortex, hid its power from him too, too careful.

Then he heard it, the deep keening sound of Gorehowl, swinging through the air, and close, Hakkar was an Eternal and had lived for far too long to believe in coincidence, DUrotan had sensed him and was trying to spot the X-ray light that he emitted when in shadow form, "Curses, now I've lost the element of surprise"

OoC: I love your RP posts, SpyroinDraenor. They're so powerful and a really good read. :3

I turned back and nodded to Hakkar, eyebrows knit. "Durotan. It is possible that he will ally with the Army of Light. An enemy of my ally is also my enemy." I was pleased that the lines were beginning to be drawn for the war. It would be beautiful.
The darkness door opened, and someone crept in. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to sense the presence, and determined it was evil. "Yes?"

Storm opened the door to see a room of darkness. Figures were around, a faint glow emanating from them. It made them look paler, almost like ghosts, but he was not scared. There was a dark-haired human sitting down, observing everything. There was a wispy dark creature that looked powerful, as well as a younger female. It was an angel, with her back to him, that spoke first. "Yes?"
"Where am I?" Storm asked.
"Who are you?" the angel returned, not flinching.
"Storm," he answered. The angel nodded. "Excellent. Storm, you have discovered the lair of the Darkness Army." She turned to him, and he was somewhat shocked by her eyes. They were brown, but on the boundary of red, too. However, he shook it off and nodded. "Yes. This is my place. I want to join."
The angel's mouth quirked. "Sounds good to me. I'm Shadmé. Behind me are Vortex, Hakkar and NINJAsk. Welcome to the army."

OoC: Edit- I just made fanart.

OoC: Thanks ShadowMewX

Hakkar looked at Storm, he hadn't seemed to notice him yet, only looking at Vortex, Shadme and NINJAsk. It would give him a unique opportunity. He could Change into the form of somebody else at will as he could become any number of forms, but it was always fun to do that and read their minds at the same time, it was a good trick both for infiltration and practical jokes. He magically switched places with Storm and spoke to Shadme, continuing Storm's sentence that he'd just started. Then Storm came out of the dark corner. Shadme and Vortex seemed confused until he reverted back to his normal form. "Sorry Storm, I wanted to test it out on the people of this world, I intend to use that skill to infiltrate the light army and maybe assassinate some. All we need to do is kidnap a member of the Light Army, I will read their minds, maybe spark their nerves so they feel like they're being tortured, get them to a cry a little bit, then I will copy their form and go into the light army. Once there I will glean more information and hopefully kill some."

Little did the army of darkness know I was at work performing a cloak-and-dagger operation, gathering up every bit of intelligence they divulged on a recording device as I secretly watched from behind some furniture. Hakkar's scheme to infiltrate our army in particular caught my attention. An enemy spy; this could pose an enormous threat to our cause! I must warn Prex I silently mused as I started to creep toward the exit with this new information in tow.

"I...see..." I replied. I shook off my confusion- I had to be a leader. "That is a powerful skill you have. And it seems you already have this thought out. It should be no issue to capture a light- HEY!" A white glow and an unusual presence caught my attention. It was an anthro fox sneaking away! How he managed to sneak in around my detection skills was beyond me. How he managed to enter a door only members of the army of darkness could get through didn't make sense either. Anyhow. "Stor-"
I didn't get to finish before the smooth black soldier leapt up and tackled the fox away from the exit. "Where do you think you're going, punk?"

My blade at the ready, I made two quick slashes at Storm's face as I tried to throw him off.

I ran over to the scene and waved my hand, wanting to try something. The door began to fade away. Yes! My darkness powers could work to hide the door from non-dark army members.

Meanwhile, Storm took the hits and growled. He slashed at Foxtail in return with his long claws. "How'd you get here?" he asked. "Darkness Army members only!"

I gasped in pain as Storm's claws grazed me across the chest and the exit vanish from my sight. With a grunt of annoyance and a twitch of my tail, I casually dusted my torn suit off and straightened my tie. It was undeniable; I would have to fight my way out.

I kicked over a table and took cover behind, firing three shots from the rosewood-gripped revolver, aimed at my adversary's head before ducking down. My eyes frantically darted around searching for another potential escape.

Storm was pushed over behind from Foxtail's sudden movement, and therefore the shots went over his head.

"Enough!" I shouted. "Storm, stop. And intruder. If you would so kindly stop firing and look around, you'll see that you're heavily outnumbered. Not to mention, you're not even in your home territory. I will hold my allies back if you stop attacking us and stay a moment to converse with me." I folded my arms over my chest and waited expectantly.

Peering over my barricade, I glared at Shadme with some suspicion. In the seventeen years of my life, I've learned to never trust anybody, but given that I was outnumbered and none too powerful, I chose to take her up on her offer, but I still kept my finger rested on my weapon's trigger. "Very well zhen. Vhat do you seek of me?"

I smirked slightly. Was this what power felt like? I was fully aware that I was building an army, but now I realized I would be in control of the whole thing. Power. And I could make them all turn on this light army intruder and destroy him with a snap of a finger...
I shook off the weird thought and began to speak. "Funny you should ask that," I started. "After all, you're the one who snuck into my base and tried to get away with it. I should be asking you." I chuckled. "But I already know your purpose, so it is not the why I seek. It is the who. State your name."

"Zhat is classified information" I bluntly spoke. "But if you must know... Buals. Harry Buals" I lied with an emotionless expression plastered onto my face, flicking a cigarette butt onto the floor and retrieving a new one from its case. Obviously, I wouldn't reveal my true identity, and as it so happened, I was planning my escape as we spoke.

OoC: Oh my goodness Skyhunter, I almost died laughing at your post.

I squinted in distaste at him. But luckily, something NINJAsk had said earlier was resurfacing in my mind. "Does 'Foxtail' mean anything to you?"

Storm got up from the ground and dusted himself off nonthreateningly. He rolled his head, popping the bones, and leaned against a wall, watching.

I swallowed down the mucus gathering in my throat and spoke in an evasive manner. "A simple weed? It means nozhing to me." I tapped my foot impatiently and drummed my gloved paws on the table. "Listen, I have places to be, how much longer to you intend to hold me?"

"Well, Baul" Hakkar intoned menacingly, "or whatever your name is... you heard my plans, and if you are here, it means you must serve the light army. Well, that will change soon enough. I can't afford to let you go, and you've lead yourself right into my plans. I opt for using him as our subject, he seems good enough."

Hakkar enveloped himself in a dark purple aura that flickered from scale to scale and manifested in his eyes and the tip of his wings. The shadow magic entered into the fox's mind, turning round it, sifting through the information, an then returning to Hakkar, as that happened he himself changed, going from a black snake-like creature with massive wings and huge fangs to a fox with a purple fedora. Yet he knew everything about him now, especally the name... Foxtail.

The real Foxtail was enveloped in dark shadow magic and flung against the wall, his brain assaulted by the shadow magics and Hakkar standing in his place, the almost exact copy. He took the recording machine then asked the other Dark Army members, "Should I go and infiltrate the Light Army yet?"

I grinned evilly, happy my plan had worked to delay the light army member. "Perfect, just perfect Hakkar. Yes, you should be off now. We'll keep the other one here." Storm, finally realizing what had happened, straightened up, his eyes gleaming.

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"Well, Baul" Hakkar intoned menacingly, "or whatever your name is... you heard my plans, and if you are here, it means you must serve the light army. Well, that will change soon enough. I can't afford to let you go, and you've lead yourself right into my plans. I opt for using him as our subject, he seems good enough."

Hakkar enveloped himself in a dark purple aura that flickered from scale to scale and manifested in his eyes and the tip of his wings. The shadow magic entered into the fox's mind, turning round it, sifting through the information, an then returning to Hakkar, as that happened he himself changed, going from a black snake-like creature with massive wings and huge fangs to an anthro ocelot with a long brown ponytail and olive-green eyes. One downside was, he was now a girl. Yet he knew everything about her now, especally her name... Cazadia.

The real Cazadia was enveloped in dark shadow magic and flung against the wall, her brain assaulted by the shadow magics and Hakkar standing in her place, the almost exact copy except for a few items upon her. He took her recording machine and the safari helmet, then asked the other Dark Army members, "Should I go and infiltrate the Light Army yet?"

[Uh, I wasn't playing as Cazadia at the moment, and Cazadia wasn't even present. I'm confused, what are you talking about?]

DUROTAN

Durotan led Kigali through the streets, they passed a black scorch mark on the ground as well as a damp spot, in a confined circle, this was no regular lightning storm, it was concentrated, an attack, singed flesh could also be smelt as well as that smell that surrounds furry animals like dogs or foxes when they get wet. Durotan looked at the different directions where the two scents went, one went into a dark alleyway, the other down a better lit street past a burger place, a grocery store and onto a row of houses.

They ran down the well-lit street to where they saw two people, Gavin and Austin. Austin had a hole in his wing and was the source of the singed flesh smell, he'd obviously been directly hit by the lightning. Durotan took a sliver of metal from an inner fold in his clothing and bonded it to his wing, covering the hole in Austin's flesh. It would suffice for that time and the four made off after the other scent. They came out near the Darkness Army's hideout without knowing. Until Hakkar came out in the form of Foxtail. They all returned to Prextail's home, yet none but Durotan felt that something was wrong. Not because of the way Hakkar acted, except for the fact that he kept glancing at Durotan, almost angrily.

[Okay, hold the phone. I'm Foxtail AKA "Harry Buals", currently in the Army of Darkness's base, and I haven't even introduced Cazadia yet. What are you talking about?]

"Thanks Durotan" I said "I won't be any help though, I can barely move"

"It's ok Austin, we just need to find a paralysis healing item" Ki said

OoC: Sorry, Skyhunter, I got that from Shadme's description, sorry, I'll fix that

((Ooc?))


I stood there....

OoC: Huh...thought I said Foxtail...
As for NINJAsk: the Darkness Army discovered and recruited Storm and Hakkar. Foxtail tried to infiltrate, but we caught him. Hakkar used his power to swap bodies to get into Foxtail, and he'll leave for the army of light's base.

I still stand in the room whatsoever.

I watched in horror and rage as Hakkar assumed my form and began to leave. My mind was swimming with dark energies, but I could still grasp onto reality and my plan of escape.

Concealing my anger, I falsely congratulated the inhabitants of the room. "Bravo! You have bested ze master of stealth and deception at his own game, but alas, I must leave zis world now, for only death can remove zis stain on mah honor."

Before putting my plan into motion, my eyes locked with Shadme's as I spoke in a sourly spiteful voice. "I am Foxtail Too, better known as Skyhunter. I'll see you in Hell." And with that, with a twist of my neck and a sickening crunch, I took my own life.

((O.O Woah, that's a little extreme Sky, can we talk))

((Ive seen worse))

OoC: Oh my.

I stared, I glared. My face displayed no emotion whatsoever as the crack resonated through the void, and Foxtail's body dropped to the floor. Storm, however, opened his mouth, no words coming out. His eyes were slightly widened.
My first thought was Oh. Does this mean Hakkar is permanently trapped in Foxtail's body? Or, if we repair the damage done to this one, can his return to it and exchange Foxtail's ruined mind to his own body?
Then, those thoughts melted away like water droplets down a window pane. I threw my head back and laughed, a maniacal grin spreading over my face. I can't describe the feeling, but it brought me pleasure that one member of the Army of Light was down. Maybe they'd all kill themselves when I arrived! The cold fingers of fate would drag across their souls, and I would be the puppeteer, the one in control of it all! And there was something amusing about his words, "I'll see you in Hell." As if it were absurdly ridiculous that I would ever go there. But I laughed and laughed, not caring for a moment how insane it probably looked.

She believes my suicide was genuine. How naive.

Yes, I had merely feigned my death, and thanks to my Dead Ringer, I lingered completely invisible over my fake corpse. Seeing her gloating laughter and complete lack of remorse for her transgressions made me livid. I was tempted to drive the knife of justice into this horrible excuse of a human being's back to purge the world of her evil and end this war before it began, but I had more pressing matters to attend to.

A feature of my disguise kit allows me to see the names and health of my enemies, something I could not do otherwise, so by this logic, I should be able to escape through the hidden door. And my theory was proven correct as the exit seemingly materialized out of thin air after taking on the likeness of Ninjask. With an invisible smirk, I hobbled out the door to claim my identity back from that shapeshifting rat.

OoC: *angel, not human. I believe I'm an angel in this RP.

Storm looked around somewhat uneasily. He sensed there was something extremely wrong with the situation, but couldn't figure out what. He blinked as the door creaked open. Shrugging, he walked over and shut it, cutting off Foxtail's exit. Can't have any random person walk in here! Shadmé wouldn't like that.

[Maybe I should have worded that differently. I meant that I could now see the exit since you made it so only Dark Army members could see it.]
[Never underestimate Australian technology.]
[I've also decided how I plan to bring Cazadia, or "Cazie" for short, into the story. And I have a minor design change for her, she now wears a beige-colored cropped tank top and a matching skirt along with her helmet.]

OoC: To be honest, I'm not sure how you got here in the first place, but... *shrugs*
And that sounds fun!

Merde! Thwarted again! At this rate, I would never escape undetected, my Dead Ringer was already down to half power. On the verge of panic, I frantically searched for something, anything that could possibly help my case. That's when my eyes landed on a smoke detector mounted on the wall, which was all I needed to create a diversion. I quietly crept over and lit another cigarette, gently blowing across the butt to generate more smoke and waved it under the detector.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I stood there. I bit alone but I didn't care as I waved the Wind Waker around again.

OoC: NINJAsk, how are you alone? We're all in the same place!

I had stopped my display of insanity as the smoke detector went off. What in Hades' name... My gaze slid to Storm, who was standing by the door. He shrugged, and I walked over to him. "What's going on?"
"I don't know," he growled. His eyes were darting around frantically, as if there were something around he couldn't locate. "That beeping is seriously getting annoying." He opened his palms as they glowed with dark energy, aimed at the smoke detector, and fired. "The thing can't go off if it's BROKEN!"
I flinched slightly as the smoke detector burst into chips that flew all over the room. "Oh, come on. There had to be something that set it off! Storm, NINJAsk, Vortex, Hakkar, begin looking. I will as well." Frowning, I began looking around for a cause, as Storm bounded into the darkness.

In all the commotion, I took my window of opportunity to slip through the door and out of the base just as the last bit of my cloak drained away.

[I'll write more tomorrow.]

[[I am not sencing you all, I feel alone.]]


I had myself so much locked from the others, I didn't hear Shadmé shouting, nor the bleeping.

Me and Ki saw Foxtail appear out of nowhere

"Foxtail!" We both said as we hugged the fox

Hakkar felt a slight twang in his neck, yet ignored it, Kigali looked at him then back again. he pretended to be Foxtail, saying everything he knew from Foxtail, but he noticed that the input flow had stopped, no more information was coming from his Soul Link. Foxtail had either escaped or died...

Yet the other two fooled as he told them that the Darkness Army was intending to take control of the Core of Light, a place where all magic and the Light Eternals resided. This was the total opposite of what the army was originally intending, or at least what Hakkar intended to propose to them. Really, the Core of Darkness would be a much more fruitful conquer, where they could free his brethren, the Dark Eternals and unleash the demons. He destroyed the recording machine that Foxtail had originally had, now there was no more evidence.

((Uh, the REAL Foxtail escaped the army of darkness base and appeared in front of us))

Hi! I'd like to join this fan-fic. I have two characters

Name: Kael'thas Sunstrider
Age: 21,000
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Army: Light Army
Wiki: http://www.wowwiki.com/Kael'thas_Sunstrider

Name: Varedis
Age: Very old
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Army: Darkness Army
Wiki: http://www.wowwiki.com/Varedis

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Fanfic, fanfic, FANFIC!?
Not to sound uber rude, but nope, I'm not accepting you. The ages are youst... wierd... and... and and and....EEEK! No offence.]]

[Nope. I haven't showed up yet.]

I gently knocked on the door to the unmarked apartment. No response. I checked and the door was unlocked, so naturally I slowly pushed it open.
"Who dares enter my home?" A feminine voice greeted me as I peeked in. Sitting tilted back in a chair with her feet rested on a desk was a fellow anthro, an ocelot clad in a beige cropped tank top and matching skirt, her brown hair tied back into a long ponytail. She reclined with a safari helmet pulled down over her eyes and her arms behind her head.
"Would you happen to be world-renowned bounty hunter Cazadia?" I asked with some caution.
She tipped the helmet up with one finger, displaying her olive green eyes, her attention caught. "The one and only. What can I do for ya?"
"You see, zere is a dastardly creature who has stolen my identity, and I require your assistance to track him down. I can pay handsomely for your services, what are your rates?"
The feline leaned forward resting one elbow on her desk, twirling her ponytail with her other paw. "Depends. Who's the guy?"
"It is not a man per se, more so a serpent-" I flinched as I was interrupted by Cazadia slamming her fist down in anger.
"A snake!? A filthy, useless, parent-killing snake!? I'll have him dead by nightfall!" she all but screamed.
"Now, now" I spoke calmly. "I am not certain how he operates, I vill need you to bring him to me alive. Once I have my body, you may do what you wish with him."
She stood, nearly sending her chair crashing to the floor to glare at me. "In that case, it's gonna cost ya extra, Frenchie."
"You vill receive payment upon completion of ze job." I held my gloved paw up. "I give you my word as a gentleman."
The ocelot stared at me a while longer before turning to sling a machete across her back and to pump a hunting rifle. She sniffed the air. "I can already smell him. The hunt is on."