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Eventually, Delta walked outside, a simple weapon resting on her shoulder. She completely ignored the group and made way. However, as she excited the allyway, she noticed Ryan. At first, she disregarded him, but the way he looked around made him suspicious. To Delta, all and everything could be pray. This whole town knew Delta's looks and prey and predator, and anyone from outside the town could easely end up on the hostage-menu...

She aimed her weapon at Ryan.....

((Trying hard to get this onward xDD))

"I am a part of the light army and I was sent here by Skyhunter and my dad, Falco" said Ryan

"Sure. Fine. Whatever," Tsara said. "Don't tell anyone where it is. If you tell anyone, then you'd be lucky if you're killed. Really, really, lucky." Her face flickered momentarily to her normal appearance, but she quickly turned back to her bird disguise. "I'm assuming both of you are coming?"

"Not even my dad?" said Ryan.

Delta raised an eyebrow. He had seen her, even if she was near the most nippy person in the city. She lowered her gun and sighed. "Your light buisniss is to no concern to me. Whoever the two you mentioned are, they will know me. You have notthing to look for here. Return to your base and tell them I roam these grounds. Your 'leader' will know from there on." As a warning, she aimed her hunting gun at Ryan, but then left in the blink of an eye.

Ryan walks back to base.

"Skyhunter, dad I failed the mission because Delta saw me and she told me that I return here and she will keep a watch" said Ryan

Sheana listened from a corner, but finally spoke. "Delta is said to belong to a myth. A prophecy, if you may. She chooses no party. If she roams the city it may be utter difficult to reach the dark army. If they get to her first with a trade and promise, we're done for. I suggest we focus on a accaptable trade towards Delta. She won't take daimons, gold, or anything like that. She will take you with lots of salt if you dare knock her doors... I... can know..." Sheana uneasely moved her arm away from her face, which she was leaning on, revealing a deep scar.
"She did not even take my soul for the safety of my sister..." Sheana pulled a dark face. "She only takes one's inner light, or deep darkness. One who accepts her high trade....will not see surface again... she looks casual...but is far from paranormal...."

"She sounds really creepy" said Ryan

(Very sorry for being so incredibly late. Really am, had internet troubles)

Durotan walked down the street looking up at the Sky, "By the Elders, if only there was some sort of way for me to know what I must do. For me to know how to make a difference and avenge the tyrants that slew my Draka. Oh... Draka... If only I could talk to you..."

As Durotan walked he came outside the old Temple, "No one ever comes here, so it is the perfect place for me to silently communicate with the ancestors and possibly Draka,"

He warily entered, mindful not to bump into the sagging doorway and knelt before the altar at the far end, there were doors on the side that assumably led into various back rooms but he ignored them and looked up to the roof where there was a glorious stained-glass window. In silence, he attempted to commune with the Ancestors when he heard a noise, a noise which sounded like a rustling or a whisper.

He stood up slowly and walked towards the side door where the sound seemed to be coming from. He opened it and saw nothing but a winding corridor which he warily made his way down. Eventually he got to the end of the corridor and could hear the tail end of a conversation, he made to open the door but stopped himself and knocked quietly, "Hello? Who's in here?" And he stood back, looking at the door. Waiting to see if it would open.

"I don't wanna die to have Delta help us, Especially because of me still being a kid and my dad (Falco) being second in command of the team." said Ryan

On a distant and dark corner of town, the mists parted and from them came a shadow which slowly coalesced into the form of a hideous monstrosity, it had the lower body like that of a snake yet a draconic face and giant cat-like wings, it was writhed in shadows and seeped evil like it was a tangible thing.

Hakkar stretched his wings and looked around at the surrounding area. "I smell fresh souls just waiting to be harvested, but I can also sense a darkness, of which I wish to assess,"

Hakkar made his way towards what he percieved as this darkness until he got close to the entrance of the Dark Army's Lair, but then he saw people. "Life. Life just waiting to be brought to death, as all life does."

Hakkar focused and the shadows and evil withdrew into himself, leaving just his reptilian guise of Red scales and wings and blue feathers around his head and approached Austin and the others in that group.

"Excuse me, my name is Hakkar, and I was wondering if you guys knew where the nearest inn was, if this town has one?"

"Sorry dad for failing you" said Ryan in a sad voice
"It's okay Ryan, it was for the better, I still love you" said Falco

I looked at the bird with suspicion. "So, if you're T'sara's apprentice, do you think she would be ok with us being there?" Iasked before looking at Fury "Don't worry Fury, we should be safe with her. At least for now"

Fury nodded. "All right then. I guess I'm just a little worried. I don't have many friends, but I still feel like the few I have are going to end up attacking me."

Durotan knocked on the door again in frustration, certain he could hear voices but unwilling to open it himself.

--

Hakkar looked up at the bird and then down at Austin, "Maybe he didn't hear me," he thought and this time addressed the whole group, "Are any of you aware of the existence of an inn?"

"Dad, Skyhunter what should we do?" said Ryan. "We need to prepare for the battles" said Falco

"Of course she'll be fine!" Tsara said. "Just let me enter first. She may be in a bad mood. I'll diffuse any tension, and then you can come in, if she lets you. Maybe she feels a bit fickle. Are you ready to go, or do you want to stay here?"

BlackWing stared at the sudden visitor. "We have none." She bluntly responded before passing. "Try somewhere else."

Falco: Son, we need to prepare you for battle.
Ryan: Okay daddy

((Scriptive RP all of a sudden?))

"Sounds good then" I said "Lead the way"

OoC: Sorry for the absence! Went on vacation, came back and saw my subscriptions, was like "Aw man, that's a lot of catching up!", constant redirecting ads made me upset about checking RPs with lots of pages, started posting more, thought "Aw screw it my army needs me," and I came here only to find out I didn't miss all that much. I'm not gonna let that happen again.

"No bickering, no bickering," I calmed my allies, spreading my hands to generate some space between the two of them. "Take all the time you need, Betty. Last thing we need is our top scientist sleeping on the job. You deserve some well-earned rest. Feel free to dismiss yourself if you'd like. Storm and I shall stay to dismiss this merchant." Feeling I'd given the seraph the permission and choice he required- he could stay, or he could depart- I turned to Storm. "We should have every resident on file," I informed her. "But his or her merchandise could prove to be quite useful, whether we personally find a use for it, or if the matter is to keep it out of our enemy's hands. Mind looking through the other files in order to gather more information, should you have the time? If this endeavor is as fruitful as you say, then we should indeed make an effort to locate this shopkeeper and determine whether he or she would be a worthy ally."

((I'll wait for now))

(Great to have you back Shads! (Shadmé? ShadowMew? I don't know what I should refer to you as, sorry...) The RP's been really slow without you, so hopefully we can speed back up again with you here. Just... try to ignore the cringe bombs I kept dropping before.... and will probably keep dropping... sorry.....)

I sighed (Yes, even more cringe already). "Fine, I'll drop it. For now. I'll be back later with a brief document on Time Perception for you...."

I swiftly dismissed myself from the reporting room and went to my lab (which also doubled as my bedroom). Closing the door behind me and making sure it was sealed airtight, I walked to the left corner and through the doorway in between the half walls, before taking off my colored contacts, revealing my (blank) colored eyes to absolutely no one at all....

"Now, my melatonin syringes...."

OoC: Okay, NINJAsk! And hi there, Betty! Glad you're still around, too! You can call me whatever you want, just don't call me late for dinner, ha ha- *shot*
*waits for Storm*
Actually, perhaps I'll add another character. Hmm...I need to think on this.

Hakkar straightened his spine at the answer that could only be perceived at as rude and narrowed his eyes, then he faded into a wisp of smoke and let the shadows guide him, when he resurfaced, he was near to the Army of Darkness' base and moved towards it, it seemed to beckon to him, it's darkness calling to his own innate shadow, but uncertainty remained. After brief deliberation however, he pushed through and entered the base, brief pain flashed through him as he passed through, no doubt some sort of mechanism alerting the inhabitants to his entry, but he shook it off and walked inwards slowly.

--

Durotan lost patience and opened the door, stepping in to the meeting room. "Who are you? Why do you reside in the temple?" He asked the amassed group.

(Uh, the RP hasn't gone ANYWHERE, and I'm starting to think it's my fault. I know I'm probably ruining it for everyone. Is it better if I just drop out?)

[[No. Its not jus tyou. It's just a very quit time for many Holidays, or school just starting etc.]]

(But... that implies that it's partially me. I can still drop out if that's what some of you prefer.)

[[What I'm trying to imply is, is that we're all somewhat inactive. Its not your fault so there's no reason to drop out.]]

Name: Felicity, though can also go by Prextail
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Personality: A pretty...interesting individual. Felis is a girl who loves to face horror head on and embrace anything spooky. She's overall a very kind and caring person, though can be easily manipulated or controlled by guilt. She can also be one to be lost in thought quite a bit, and can be a goof too.

Army: Not decided yet

Appearance #1: Tord (Eddsworld)
Appearance #2: Chihiro Fujisaki (Danganronpa)
Appearance #3: To be determined

(To BlackWing: Well, okay then. Thanks.)

[[accepted

And, You're welcome.]]

I sighed to myself as I walked through the streets, red hood up on my red hoodie, and probably looking like a pretty shady figure. The character I took form of could be pretty menacing too. With this new realm created long ago, I was able to take form of different characters, sadly not taking my true appearance for a long time, I've been finding it hard being able to actually go back to being my normal self at all. I've swapped between being Chihiro and Tord for so long, I've actually forgotten what it was like to be myself, or even a girl for that matter. I still identified myself as female, and have still been trying to find a way to rewrite my mistakes. As of now, it was even hard for me to switch form in general.

Not only have I lost my own identity to myself, but this whole war thing going on between light and dark had just made the whole servers of the city go haywire. Friends against friends, it just wasn't my cup of tea. I sided with no one, I was what you would call a Lone Wolf now. Filled with past memories that just saddened me to think about.

"Fine." Skyward sat back into her chair, huffing. "So if it's on file, all I have to do is a really tedious search for everyone in the country who could possibly run a shop. Then interview them so we know who it is. Of course, intimidation unfortunately won't work. I would like to try, but then they would hate us and...you get it?"

((Storm, what about Tsara? And I sent you a pm))

Sheana tought to herself. "Its our only choise. I have no otther ideas but to gather resources..."

"Dad, how are we gonna defeat the Dark Army" asked Ryan
"There is a way but I don't know what it is" said Falco

Ooc: since Skyhunter hasn't replied on this page in a while does that make Falco the leader of the light army now Falco was second in command?

Quote: Pokemon2

"Dad, how are we gonna defeat the Dark Army" asked Ryan
"There is a way but I don't know what it is" said Falco

Ooc: since Skyhunter hasn't replied on this page in a while does that make Falco the leader of the light army now Falco was second in command?

(I think it's only if they drop out...)

[[No it does not. If Skyhunter doesn't reply doesn't mean you can throw him off his status with the excuse that he hasn't replied. Some RP's just tend to become silent and re-live sooner or later. No biggie]]

BlackWing found herself just at the entrance of the Dark Army, and she seemingly stared a bit forward, abscentmindedly. At one point one could say she didn't had any focus at all. In fact, she didn't even notice someone passing...

(Apparently Shads is on a quest to get everyone addicted to the KI fanbase. )

((I like her to succeed))

(Same. And is it just me, or does everyone's signatures seem to not be..... mannerly. Especially mine. But please don't read it. Actually, you're probably going to read that after I said that, so go ahead....)

((I suppose it is a ongoing trend. At any rate, I have no idea what I must do with this rp. Redux it again or something else...))

(Well Storm's finally come back online after 50 years, so maybe we should PM her?)

OoC: Sorry it's been a while! I don't think I've been RPing since school started. I don't think that requires an explanation at that point.
I can continue posting! Mostly I've been trying to think about what direction I should take the Darkness Army. I think more characters might be the solution.

((I'm just waiting for a reply to my post really ))

((Yeah, I'm waiting for StormDragon))

((I might leave this RP))

The RP died again. No point in going OOC at this point. You said something about another reboot BlackWing?