Struggle of good vs. evil

[LAVA GODDESSS]

struggle of good vs. evil

(this is stemming from a bad dream i had just a few hours ago, if no one is interested, that is fine. due to religious reasons, NO ONE will be taking on teh role of God. He will just not be mentioned in this)


it was armagedon.
evil was unhitched from it's confines.
the human race had been nearly destroyed.
it was a literal struggle between good and evil.
the demons were fighting against the angels, and the world is in chaos.
a varitable wasteland, fires and storms were constantly brewing.
the sky's were darkened, the moon blood-red, micheal and his legion of angels were against satan and his minions. a few brave humans had found themselves inside a cavern, locked away, to be tortured or found. they had no escape.

now to begin.

michael, the archangel, was trekking across the wasteland along with a few tired saintly angels. their clothes ragged and dirty, their swords at their sides, bloodied with their foe's life blood. micheal was handsome, chiseled jaw, curly blonde hair that surrounded his angelic face, it reached his jawline. his hair radiated energy. he was beautiful, strong, powerful, and light blue eyes, his feather clad wings were lightly folded behind his back, they peaked over his head. their whiteness glowed in contrast to the dirty rags he called a robe. his ivory skin a perfect asset to the peaceful eyes that showed compassion. his robe was down to the knees, tied with a golden sash, and his legs fit with soft leather, his boots, a black leather . at his neck, a tiny gold cross. despite his looks he wasn't a peaceful angel, he had a job to do. to destroy evil, his heart was set on it.

on the other side of the hill...

lucifer, (my role unless someone else thinks they can play it better..) was on the other side, with her demons and unholy angels, along with all the dark spirits of the underworld. her floor length flaming red hair was streaked with black, it framed her tall 6' body, whipping wildly around her. dirt streaked her face, her long black robe held onto her curves nicely, she held a staff in her hand, and a dagger at her breast. her black feathered wings were closed behind her towering over her head, her piercing red eyes were flaming, clouded by the thought of revenge. her skin darkly tanned,, her lips painted in a bright red, the color of fire. her soft leather sandals made light *thuds* of noise as she paced around a body, her followers kept their distance, afraid of her temper. the body before her disappeared into the dust.



(K ALLLL...someone can take any role, i don't want this to be all sex, i want this to be a tasteful storyline...and i do know a few people who would do beautifully in this story. however, michael is a main character, and anyone else can take his role, or any other role. we need demons, angels, and monsters, a few humans too, though they don't have a huge part...whatever goes, i don't have a real plot to this story, so i am looking forward to see how it goes...)


[Edited by LAVA GODDESSS on 10-10-2000 at 02:52 PM]

 

[catlover]

good vs evil

thought you were going to say:

Sex is GOOD
Evil is not having any

 

[poohlive]

(of course, he's Michael...
Would like to step in as Micheal... unless anyone can give me 50 reasons, (or 50 dollars) not too.)

Michael stared up at the sky. The clouds were rolling in again. He raised his hand, motioning for the troop to stop.
Michael knelt down, looking at the land ahead.
"They are close."
An angel came up beside him, "The next hill, what should we do."
Michael rose, looking at the landscape around them.
"No places to hide, even if we wanted too. We make our stand here."
"Are you sure thats wise?"
Michael smiled, "No... it isn't. They have the upper ground, and we have no clue how many there are. Send half the archers to the west, and half to the east. The rest walk up the hill."
Michael looked up again, unsheathing his sword. He placedit in both hands, as if to offer it to the heavens above.
He stood there, motionless.
"It is time."
He walked up the hill, his sword in hand.

 

[TheFallen]

If no one has a problem with it I'll choose to play a member of TheFallen hence the nickname, I posted something early but it didn't seem to work. Anyways background on The Fallen. When Lucifer had his battle with God The Fallen were those who sided with him. When He lost the he went to the nether realm, however TheFallen were banished to earth instead.

 

[TheFallen]

Dreadlands hopefully it works this time

As Michael prepared to do battle with the forces of the neather realm, in the dreadlands a presence stirred. A midnight blue hand thrust it's way through the earth and into the day light. Slowly a figure emerged cloaked in robes that were once regal crimson red. Clasped in his fist is a staff of darkest ebony. The last of The Fallen had reawakened.
"So it is the end as prophesized. So this is your plan for creation. Your humans scattered to the far winds of the Earth. Alone, frightened, starving, dying. This is your mercy this is your salvation. Perhaps I was right in denying you."
The wind begins to stir and the hood of the cloak is brushed off. The face at first one would think it was a Daonie Sidhe. Yet this one appears changed. Where fair skin and golden tresses should be are skin the blue of dusk and stark white locks.
"The time has come for the revenge of the fallen. Lucifer you who led us and left us on this foul planet to rot. You almighty god who created us banished your own children because we would not submit as Michael and Gabrielle. Yes I shall bring peace to my bretheren. By the staff of omens I thus swear."

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer...saying satan gives me the creeps

after the body had disappeared, i composed myself and announced to my followers. "NOW, let it be known that any traitors will have a worse fate than this pitiful soul. " i noticed a man staring at me, i didn't like it. "you, over there! come to me and announce yourself, make haste, i haven't the time." he approached me. "speak. what is your purpose, i have not seen you in the latest battles." i motioned for the commander of my minions to get ready for battle. we were left with a legion and a half. not what i wish we had, but i haven't lost yet. the man began to address me.

 

[ShyGoddess]

OOC: Thinks she's going to play a human.

She knelt in the cave, her head bowed, and her hands clasped in front of her. The garnet cross her mother had give her, glistened like blood in the firelight. The young woman was praying for forgiveness and for salvation, although she didn't think she would get either.

"Come quickly, he is dying."

Athens got to her feet and followed the old woman to where her father was. A silvery tear trickled down her cheek as she clasped his hand to her chest. "Please don't leave me. You're all I have left."

He smiled his old smile. "I'll always be with you," his sentence was interuppted by a terrible cough, "You are strong, little one, and you must lead these people to freedom. But most of all, you must help defeat the darkness. Don't let it take over your soul."

"I...I don't think I can."

"You must. Always have faith, and believe in yourself," he started to fade away, "Never give up."

"I won't. I swear to you, I won't."

 

[Jonas]

OOC; May I be Gabrielle to Pooh's Micheal?

Gabrielle: Let's say he's 6'4" pure, glowing blue eyes of course long hair, got to be blond, braided and tied back.

Gabrielle pulled back the hood of his blood stained robe. He placed his hand on Micheal's shoulder, his face was grim and worn. Micheal turned to his general and tried to offer a smile.
"Micheal, we've not the strength to meet the bitch Lucifer in open combat again. We need some time for the angels to recover, to pray and find new strength in the Lord. It is we! We must go on alone and bide time. Precious time Micheal. If we fall here, man is finished and the Lord's work will be forgotten. Stealth Micheal! Let us slip amoungst the heathen and bring destruction from the inside.
Look at us, we look more like demons now than the warriors of God. Come..." I pull my hood over my head, placing my sword out of sight on my back and advance on Lucifer's camp.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer

(until we get more demons, i shall play a few)


lucifer: whipping around, my sensitive ears hear marching, the damned angels never give up. signaling to the left and right, i sent my legions to the east and west, shields to the front, archers behind, and swordsmen at my side. licking my crimson lips i realize how good it is to have taken the form of a woman, the poor unsuspecting human never saw it coming, she was strong and i had her picked from birth, she struggled when i tried to take her body, but i won, of course. lifting my staff a large winged demon swooped in front of us. "my pet, advance and give me information of their condition." the damned girl whose body i possesed was still struggling, she didn't want me there, but i quieted her pathetic voice. i let my voice carry through the wind, delivering a sweet message to gabriel and michael. "give up, for you can not defeat satan." my sweet cool voice was like a whisper, almost not heard when it reached their ears. i drew my dagger, it's length the same as my arm, the silver gleamed, the plain handle was solid and molded to my hands.

 

[TheFallen]

Patience is a virtue

Looking towards the skies the figure could see that the forces of heavan and hell were preparing. "Lucifer you were always impatient weren't you." As he smirks his eyes see the sky rent by thunder and lightning. "I warned you to wait, gather your strength when we first sided against the creator. It seems you have learned nothing." As he begins chanting in a language lost to the ages his hands become bathed in a ghostly green flame. Slowly he fades from the dreadlands...

 

[poohlive]

Michael crossed his arms across his chest. HE looked back at Gabriel (I got me a partner, kick ass).
"You are right. It's just been too long, I want this over."
Gabriel looked back at him, his cool eyes matching Michael's own, "I know, we all know."
Michael flew up, so everyone could see him, "Stand back. I want everyone to hold their positions until Gabriel or I say so. We shall escape to their camp, and..."
He looked down at Gabriel,
"...and look at the impending army. If neither of us is back within the hour, attack as if your lives depended on it."
Michael flew down, glancing back at Gabriel.
"You coming?"
He stood beside him, "As always Brother."
They reached the crest of the hill, beyond it was a flat valley, filled with burnt logs that used to be trees. He couldn't see the army, but they were...
"... give it up, you can not defeat Satan..."
He looked back at Gabriel. Gabriel was watching the flying demon overhead.
"Take it down."
Gabriel smiled, as he took out his sword. Michael always loved watching him fight. There was an art about it, somethin...
He felt it. A presence... a human.
Michael glanced around, there at the bottom of the hill was a small cave. He quickly went towards it.
The entrance was partly shut off by shrubs and sticks, he easily broke open these.
Inside was very dark, but a small light glimmered ahead.
"Hello... is there anyone here?"
Gabriel touched his shoulders, "What are you doing in here?"
Michael looked on, "Can't you feel it?"
He nodded, "Yep, there's one here."
They walked into the cave, looking at the scene. A small fire, beside it a man, a father dead, and a woman weeping at his feet.
Michael took out his hand toward her, "Come on. It will be all right now. Come with us."
She looked at them, uncertain. Michael could understand why. He kept his hand outstretched towards her. his eyes twinkled, and he gave her a warm smile.
(Athens... good name. I would have picked Athena myself, but hey we can't all be Greek gods... only a select few)

 

[TheFallen]

Little did the Archangels know

OOC: gonna use ~ to represent thoughts
As Gabriel slew the demon the figure continued to watch. Never once turning his eyes from the battle. ~Impressive~ As he watched the demon let out one last blood curdling scream before plummeting to earth. ~Most Impressive, but none the less futile~ He slowly turned his gaze to the remaining angels gathered in the camp. ~Like sheep they have followed the shepherd to their slaughter~ As he began chanting a spell of immolation a small flicker of light caught his eye. He turned and saw the face of a woman.
"Gamina?!?! Can it be?" Thrown out of sink with the forces he was attempting to channel his spell flickers and dies. Looking closer he notices this is not Gamina. Where Gamina had hair like the darkest night, this woman's hair was like fire. ~Who is this girl I must learn more, but how to go about this~ An evil grin appeared on his face.
Slowly he is bathed in an incandescent. His features change and soon the graceful form of an angel takes his place. The staff is transformed into a gleaming sword. ~If I look like this they will doubt me outright~ He rends his robes and uses the sword to inflict several superficial wounds upon himself. As he staggers into the Angel's camp he calls out for Michael.
"Lord Michael, Lord Michael."
"Yes soldier what is it?"
"The demons they swept upon us...Lord Zarial and Raphael have been slain. They killed all save me, they made me watch as they slaughtered each of my comrades and released me to deliver the message. I am sorry Lord I have failed you." He passes out...

 

[Kaos]

OOC: I will not be playing a demon or an angel, but yet merely a force in the universe. The physical form of this force is:6"5" 210 #s,long black, dark blue, & crismon hair, Skin the shade of deadly nightshade. Ivory white teeth, black lips, silver eyes. Black wings like that of a raven. He wears a blue toga edged in sliver, the material looks like the night sky and if you look long enough you will wee the stars move.

IC: Sitting on a thunderhead steed, Chaos looks down on the battle feild~So it has finally come to this~Chaos thought with a slight smirk on his black lips. "Well old friend it seems as though the time has come for me to make an apperence,"he spoke to the glimmering stallion. Off the clound came the blue-skinned man form. The small bolts of blue lighting falling to the ground as the Stallion moved down towards the feild.

Seeing Lucifer in all her rage and anger brought back memories of the first nights so long ago when all creatures still resided in the golden kingdom of God. So full of pure raw emotion, so ready to become more.

Settleing the Stallion down next to a group of black skinned demons, Chaos settles he feet upon the ground and walks past them to the front of the group of demons and looked pitifully down at the groveling demon in front of Lucifer.

"Never Satified with just one, were you? Asking the Lightbringer with a cocked eyebrow and a smile on his lips. Lucifer looks up to see Chaos standing before, as cocky as ever and with that stupid smirk on his face.

"What in all the nine Hells are you doing hrer. This fight does not concern your presence, don't you have some other reality to go fuck with right now?" Asked the Dark One, in a tone dripping with so much vemon that the horde of demons took a collective step back.


"Oh my dear little lost angel, Order and I have had a bet on this fight for a long time, we really don't care who wins, because in not mean unemployment for she or I, no matter what the verdict."

Lucifer picked up the cowering demon before her and hurled him at Chaos.

Before the body got close to Chaos the form popped like a ballon filled with hydrogen and a host of doves flew up into the sky.

"Tsk Tsk, things haven't changed at all have they...You honestly beleive that you can defeat Micheal and the holy choir with tactics like that..."As he finished speaking chaos sent a memory of when Micheal and Lucifer first met and the night they shared together..."Some old flames are harder to forget then others..."And in less then a blinkChaos was gone and back again, this time behind Lucifer.

"By all the powers you are so incredibly beautiful when you are enraged."

Chaos floats arond in front of her and kisses her on the lips quickly and forcefully, disappearring again, before she can shove that silver blade through him.

~I will see you soon my dear~Lucifer hears in her head and feels a freezing cold breeze blow past her....

 

[ShyGoddess]

She could only stare at the vision before her, clasping her cross tight. He was an angel, she knew it deep in her heart, and he was here to help them.

"Who are you?" Athens spoke softly, trying not to choke on her tears.

He dropped to his knees in front of her and looked deep into her eyes. She thought she might drown in them. "My name is Michael, and this, is Armagedon."

"The...These people won't survive out there. This was the safest place we could find when everything started happening."

"If Satan finds them, they won't live to see another sunrise." At least he was honest.

"Can you protect them?"

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer

(i'm going to play an angel too, until she isnt needed...)


LUCIFER
ugh, that man, he would never leave me be. he turned my stone cold emotions into brewing lava (;P) damn him. he made me act like such a fool. he didnt know that i had won the souls of a few of the divine creators angels. i am stronger, i am not weak. he will find out. he left me with a kiss, one i tasted on my lips for moments after. he left me with that stupid line of his. i mumbled "you better" crying out in the ancient tounge i ordered the beasts of the land and the underworld to show themselves, the souls of the evil and satanic arose from their resting places. my shields were up front, my archers on high ground. i wasn't truelly evil...was i ? i am only protecting my world as i know it. i'm not the evil incarnate, twisted ugly man of a devil as humans may think me. i am a kind nurturing woman, well as of recently. maybe im just misunderstood. nonetheless, i had a battle to fight, one that has been written from the beginning of time. micheal and his angels will not defeat me, I WILL REGAIN MY PLACE IN HEAVEN. all eyes on me, i sang. my voice resounding over the desolate dark plain. thunder and lightening filled the sky, my sweet voice louder, in it i ordered the humans to sleep and my minions to stand ground. my arm raised above my head, the wind whipping around us. the moment that has been written on every man's soul, began. "it starts" the ground shook, cracks appeared, and the age of armagedon began.


Ambrosia(the angel)

ahead, the two greatest warriors stood at the bottom of the hill. a hill behind us and a hill in front of us, we began to enter the valley of the shadow of death. my troops straggled behind me. i was an angel of peace, reduced to fighting. it was all new to me. my first sword or any weapon of destruction was placed in my hands only hours ago. i didn't even understand the meaning of death until then. my long, golden white, waist length hair fell behind me. my cloak of everlasting pureness soaked with blood. the golden band across my forehead gleamed. my wings were still pure and spread to full length. my pixie like face showed the innocence of a child, a face that would change quickly to realize the harshness of the world. raising my hand i ordered my small legion of straggling angels to fly with me, low to the ground, i arrived behind michael and gabriel. i said softly, "i am here to serve" they turned around in shock, the peaceful angel they knew before, smile gone, face set in thought, gown bloodied, a sword in her delicate hands. i saw micheal frown.


(sorry so lengthy and detailed, i couldnt stop myself.)

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer

(i'm going to play an angel too, until she isnt needed...)


LUCIFER
ugh, that man, he would never leave me be. he turned my stone cold emotions into brewing lava (;P) damn him. he made me act like such a fool. he didnt know that i had won the souls of a few of the divine creators angels. i am stronger, i am not weak. he will find out. he left me with a kiss, one i tasted on my lips for moments after. he left me with that stupid line of his. i mumbled "you better" crying out in the ancient tounge i ordered the beasts of the land and the underworld to show themselves, the souls of the evil and satanic arose from their resting places. my shields were up front, my archers on high ground. i wasn't truelly evil...was i ? i am only protecting my world as i know it. i'm not the evil incarnate, twisted ugly man of a devil as humans may think me. i am a kind nurturing woman, well as of recently. maybe im just misunderstood. nonetheless, i had a battle to fight, one that has been written from the beginning of time. micheal and his angels will not defeat me, I WILL REGAIN MY PLACE IN HEAVEN. all eyes on me, i sang. my voice resounding over the desolate dark plain. thunder and lightening filled the sky, my sweet voice louder, in it i ordered the humans to sleep and my minions to stand ground. my arm raised above my head, the wind whipping around us. the moment that has been written on every man's soul, began. "it starts" the ground shook, cracks appeared, and the age of armagedon began.


Ambrosia(the angel)

ahead, the two greatest warriors stood at the bottom of the hill. a hill behind us and a hill in front of us, we began to enter the valley of the shadow of death. my troops straggled behind me. i was the Angel Of Life, reduced to murder. it was all new to me. my first sword or any weapon of destruction was placed in my hands only hours ago, my book of eternal living stripped from my hands, the cloak of breath and life torn from my shoulders. i didn't even understand the meaning of death until then. my long, golden white, waist length hair fell behind me. my cloak of everlasting pureness soaked with blood. the golden band across my forehead gleamed. my wings were still pure and spread to full length. my pixie like face showed the innocence of a child, a face that would change quickly to realize the harshness of the world. raising my hand i ordered my small legion of straggling angels to fly with me, low to the ground, i arrived behind michael and gabriel. i said softly, "i am here to serve" they turned around in shock, the peaceful angel they knew before, smile gone, face set in thought, gown bloodied, a sword in her delicate hands. i saw micheal frown.


(sorry so lengthy and detailed, i couldnt stop myself.)

 

[Kaos]

"Hello Mickeal," Chaos spoke to the Arch angel in the ancient language. "How is your Father these days?"

"You foul thing, what mockery do you want to make this day. I tell you now to leave this place and never return."Micheal spit.

"Ah but Mickeal, do you not think you may need a little luck in dealing with her this day?" Chaos was not enjoying this as much as he had hoped.

"Do you not remember the nights long ago when this place did not exist and you and she danced among the stars?"

Micheal Looked at the creature before him, looked into his silver eyes and saw in the reflection he and lucifer in the first nights.

Chaos blinked and looked around himself, the angels were a sore bloody band. But they had the determination of their God with them. It would be a good fight.

"You know you cannot face that army head on, they do out number you still. Poor humans feed the pits of hell well these last few hundred years."

"And what of those few humans that remain alive...one deadly sin even in the heat of battle and they are forever cast to the side of Lucifer."

Chaos and Micheal had never been on the best of terms but there was a respect between the two that could not be avoided. Chaos was trying to Bolster Micheal's resolve and he could see the obvious workings on Micheals face. His eyes turned to a sapphire blaze as did all of the angels with in hearing distance.

"Micheal, I could take the humans to a different place, a different reality and save them from this suffering, but they must agree to the terms before I can do that. Just call on me when you make your judgement."

And in a flash of blue lighting he was gone again.

Oh how Micheal detested the foul power. But he did have his merits. Micheal told Uriel to go and bring the human woman to him, to see what she thought should be done, after all it was a life with something rather then the possiblity of eternal Hell.

 

[Jonas]

Gabriel

I had to smile at Ambrosia. She was strong still in the faith. The faith that weakened within me at every killing. This new creature, I didn't trust.
"Micheal beware this Choas. He is not of the Lord nor does he serve Satan. Any favor he offers is for himself alone.
We shall fight for man." I kneel by the fallen brother, my healing touch is applied. He stirs...he lives. I feel anger building in me. "I must avenge Zarial. This battle must end." I soar into the night, I open my mind and feel the evil. Like a foul wind on my face. I follow it to Lucifer, hiding in the body of a woman. I hover above the cursed one, sword in hand.
"I've come for you evil one, I am the wrath of God!"

 

[poohlive]

(there are too many things I have to address at once. Stop pulling poor Michael in like 50 different directions...)

Michael grabbed up the woman, hugging her close.
"On the other side of the hill is a band of Angel's. They will protect you with their lives. I swear it."
She nodded, taking the band of humans with her.
He left the cave, looking up at the sky. Chaos, he was always a force to reckon with.
(doesn't the fact that god and the devil exist disprove that their are forces in the universe??? well maybe that's for a discussion, and not a role playing thread)
Ambrosia walked beside him, "You going to give the humans to him?"
Michael simply smiled, "Once the apocalypse is over, then peace shall return to the heaven's. This will become a paradice, if we win the war, that is. I can not defy human's eternal happiness for Chaos, no matter how powerful he is."
SHe nodded, "He won't like it."
Michael looked at her, "That is the beauty of earth, we can do things that some people won't like."
She laughed softly.
Michael placed his hand on her shoulder, "I need to go with Gabriel. Go back to the camp, and guard the woman. If one of us is not back soon..."
He trailed off, but she understood.
Michael flew in the direction Gabriel went. He couldn't get Chaos' images of Lucifer and him out of his mind. They had loved once, so long ago. He had wanted to go with her, only he loved god more than her. She never forgave him for that. He could see why.
Michael landed next to Gabriel, who had his sword already out.
"Lucifer. I believe we need to talk. No weapons, no guards. Just you and me."
Gabriel looked at him, "What are you cra..."
Michael cut him off, "Stay here. I need to talk to her."
Gabriel shook his head, "You aren't going to reason with her."
He nodded, "No, it is too late for some things, but we need to talk nonetheless."
She raised her sword towards him, motioning for him to come to her. Michael walked to her.
"You are crazy..."
Michael nodded.

 

[TheFallen]

Entrenched

~They believe me...the fools. What's this Gabriel ahhh I understand he wishes to lay hands on me. Very well I will allow him this indignity~ Rising slowly to his feet, be suring to stagger momentarily. "The light of heavan shine upon you Gabriel."
"It is nothing my brother, we Arch-angels must watch over our lesser bretheren." ~Lesser bretheren indeed! With a mere thought I could extinguish your existance.~
As Gabriel walks away the fallen reaches for his arm.
"Lord Gabriel excuse my rudeness, but please let me help you avenge Zarial...he was my liege Lord Gabriel and I his shield bearer. When he needed me most I failed him, please let me aid you in this."
"I will consider your request...I'm sorry I do not know what you are called."
"It is of no importance lord I have long since forgotten my name, if ever I had a name to forget. If needed refer to me as Deneir."
"Very well Deneir I will consider your request. Until then rest it appears you need it."
~So this fool actually believes me. Typical Arch-angel, all high and mighty but completely brainless. But I digress, I must learn more of this girl.~
As he walked towards the girl who's face had made him remember a better time, he is accosted by a new arrival to the camp, a female angel.
"What is your business here soldier?"
"I merely wish to see the human I fear she has suffered a horrendous shock and perhaps I may be of some aid to her recovery."
"Very well you may see her...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

The Human Resistance

*Standing utop a Battle Worn hill, a tattered Cape Flowing from hsi shoulders, an Unmistakeable Gleam in his eye, Roland Gilliad Signaled to his gurrelas....He was tired Of Hiding...And so were the Thousands He had gathered from all across the world....They Were going to Fight Back....Using whatever Weapons they Could Muster, a Series Of Key Gurella Strikes on Satanic and Oppressive Angel Outposts were made and Succeeded, His Men Began To Use their own weapons against them....His hand rested on the draconic Hilt of his Blade..The Einlanzer...His eyes narrowed slightly...His Men talked amongst each other of thier battle plans...He smiled slightly, They had recruited Several thousand Fallen Angels and rebellious Demons...Reinforcing their strength and Numbers....The one that Cought his eye Was Malakaiel...a Fallen Angel, Sent away from heaven For Refusing The orders of her Captain time and again...She was Absolutely stunning...They were Friends...Good Friends, She had Come to him and given him the idea of Fighting Back against Humanitys Common Foe...Destruction...He Sighed a bit and looked on, watching and waiting...He had a target....Satan..The Devil, Whateva you called him Roland had His Sights set on the bastard...he wasent exactly on goods side though...And that Idiot Lucifer...Who Didnt even Know It was Coming...He laughed slightly as his men came back cheering, A Good sized Company of Angels Marching with his Human Troops...More Reinforcements...Excellent, Damned Excellent...he smiled, the wind Caused his cloak to flutter a bit...His Troops began to moblize...It was time for another assult...*

 

[ShyGoddess]

She moved through the people she had come to care for, making sure each was as comfortable as possible. She felt helpless. She had promised her father that she would fight, that she would never give up, but how could she do that when she was put in a camp far away from where she needed to be.

When she had checked on the last of her friends, she knelt and bent her head in prayer, although she really didn't know what good it would do.

"You seem distressed, little one."

Athens' head came up to behold what seemed to be another angel before her, but there was something different about him. "Who..Who are you?"

His hand stroked her cheek, sending a little chill through her body. Yes, there was something definately different about him. Something hidden deep in his eyes.

 

[Kaos]

And so the first accord that Order and chaos has struck, that neither of the forces(which exist because someone took the time to concieve these notions) would interefere with the proceedings of armogedon was being treaded periously. Chaos sat on his stallion and watched as Micheal came forward from his camp. A smile at such bravery. Chaos felt something stirring,a dark force an evil that just seemed to be in the wrong spot."Oh, those damned Fallen. Ah but this will be over soon enough." The horse knicked in response to the statement.

A moment later he was watching the Fallen, he did not know what he was up to for surely the fallen knows the Niveral the Angel is around this feild somerwhere. Niveral the Hunter was the finder and slayer of the Fallen. ~Oh well arrogance was always their strong suit.~ This human woman was a beautiful sight to behold indeed, Chaos had seen her many times before, but had not alot to do with this one. Her faith had kept her closer to order's domain then to his.~Well I wonder what he is up to, this could prove to be rather interesting.~

The sky was changing shades and nigthfall was soon approaching( well what could be consider night in this dismal place, how chaos whished for simpler times).

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer...and ambrosia

(whoa, seriously, all the threads are moving too quickly, i don't know who is who..oh well, just kick me in the head if im wrong..and WELCOME ROLAND...and satan is now A SHE...so have fun. w im just too tired to think straight)



SHE DEVIL:
i noticed a small procession heading over the hill. a small glow emitted from them, ~ah, more souls~ micheal was in front, he halted the troops at the top of the hill. ~the fool was coming towards me!~ i raised my sword and outstretched my raven black wings. a snarl reached my lips, "we need to talk " was his response. i laughed. "well, well , well, look who fell out of the sky" i said impatiently. he was so handsome, i missed him. he didn't follow me to darkness however, he loved God more than me, i thought bitterly. he saw the hurt in my eyes, only he made me vulnerable, i didnt like it. raising a hand i halted my armies. i told them to stand ground, "if any of your men, ...or women..decides to move an inch i will have all of God's disgraced creation upon them." i so longed to hug him, to just have it be the way it used to be. before i was forbidden to enter paradise ever again. i saw his angelic face smile and begin to speak.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer...and ambrosia

(whoa, seriously, all the threads are moving too quickly, i don't know who is who..oh well, just kick me in the head if im wrong..and WELCOME ROLAND...and satan is now A SHE...so have fun. w im just too tired to think straight)



SHE DEVIL:
i noticed a small procession heading over the hill. a small glow emitted from them, ~ah, more souls~ micheal was in front, he halted the troops at the top of the hill. ~the fool was coming towards me!~ i raised my sword and outstretched my raven black wings. a snarl reached my lips, "we need to talk " was his response. i laughed. "well, well , well, look who fell out of the sky" i said impatiently. he was so handsome, i missed him. he didn't follow me to darkness however, he loved God more than me, i thought bitterly. he saw the hurt in my eyes, only he made me vulnerable, i didnt like it. raising a hand i halted my armies. i told them to stand ground, "if any of your men, ...or women..decides to move an inch i will have all of God's disgraced creation upon them." i so longed to hug him, to just have it be the way it used to be. before i was forbidden to enter paradise ever again. i saw his angelic face smile and begin to speak.

Ambrosia:

I answered the great warrior angel, "i am ambrosia, do you not remember?" i looked down at my tattered and bloodied robe, "i guess you wouldnt, angel of piece milord...." i bowed. "at your service." i drew my sword, still it was a bit akward in my hands, but i had the good Lord on my side, i awaited at the head of my troops, helping and healing when necessary. the poor few humans left were defensless, i healed the worse ones, and sent them on their way. they would be safer together. lucifer was on the other side of the hill. i had the incredible urge to run, far away, but where? they would find me, and maybe my fate would be the same as hers. this destruction made me dizzy.