Struggle of good vs. evil

[poohlive]

Ooc: Wait, Roland, are you controlling me on how I should post??? I am sorry, that's how it seems to me. Hey, where did everyone go? Lava... Fallen... even that Chaos fellow. Whats going on here?
Well, I am going to post... roland, and I will leave out any person helping me. If you want Malaki, or whoevr to help me, with her specific personality, make it so she comes in after my post.


He woke up, his head throbbing. Michael tried sitting up, but he couldn't. He looked down at his hands, they were tied.
He was tied to the bed. Michael jerked and pulled on the ropes, but it was no use. He was on there, tight.
Michael looked down at his feet, tied as well, and a blanket tightly wrapped around him. He felt his wings, they were bandaged close to his body, he couldn't move them.
They had done a pretty good job. He was staying there for a while.
Michael stretched his neck. The bruises were healing slowly, the benefits of an angel body, fast healing.
The spit was now caked on his face. He wanted to wipe it off, but he couldn't.
Michael could hear shouts outside, one of the voices was Lucifer. He was sure of it, he couldn't make out the other one.
They seemed to be in a heated arguement. He wanted to be out there with them. He tried to struggle again, but the ropes showed no sign of giving.
He saw the tent flap move, bright light from the morning sun came into the tent. Michael closed his eyes.
"Well, what do we have here?"

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Im Not trying to Control your posting, it was just suggested that if i needed specific char guidlines to post them, so i am *s*
Malakaiel: Fallen Angel, Was Sent Down because she refused to follow the commands of a Higher Officer Repeatedly.
She's reasonably attractive, And Still holds anyone from heaven in the highest regard. Everything else is up to people who play her *shurgs*
IC: *She smiles and walks over, sitting down gently on a chair she wipes a cool rag over his face* Ye Seem to be all gritted up..Those Guards can be Such Ruffians at Times...*she gives you a long look* Ye're Michael Ne? *he nods Solemnly* Ah Though So...I rememberd From me days in Grace...Before that bullish cap'n asked too much of me! Ach That was a Mistake...I guess Free will nay has a place upstairs anymore...Ah Mi..*She sighs and continues to clean him off* So D'you have any idea what they're bickerin about out thar?

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer, and AMBROSIA IS BACK!

(sorry weekend trip, away from certain people. im back)



they took micheal away. they had beaten him. in a fit of rage i screamed out. i had been way too vulnerable the past few days, not good timing, but i had to get over it. i got up. this roland, this human, dared defy me! i walked up to him and pushed him by the shoulder, i narrowed my eyes. "who, HUMAN...do you THINK? you are dealing with...OR WHAT shall i say?" i was breathing heavily and inconsitantly. my wing throbbing. "two seconds and i could have all of god's sinful creation picking your bones clear of the earth."

i poked at his shoulder. i sneered at him. i cocked my head. trying to hold back the pain in my wing. it just made me more angry. he reached for a blade at his side. i whipped out my dagger before he even could grasp it. i raised an eyebrow. "put it away. I SAID PUT IT AWAY!" he hesitated, so i put my dagger to his neck. i whispered slowly. "i don't repeat orders. EVER." i looked coolly into his eyes. rage filled me. i put my dagger away with the flick of a wrist. "IS THIS.." i said motioning to the fallen and dead humans around us. "what you planned? you have no part in this human! you have no clue what you are dealing with."
he cocked his chin. "i do." he said snyly
i bit my lip to keep from killing him right there. i read his mind. torture would be sufficient. ~ahHA! he has a weakness for one named ambrosia~ i smiled. screeching out, i sent a large troop of winged animals to retrieve the angel. the name was familiar. ambrosia, THE ANGEL OF PEACE! was God so desperate he put the holy of holies into battle?
while they were retrieving her, i walked up to him, my face a mere inch or two away. i stared into his eyes. i wanted to burn holes in them (whoa where did that come from...) "you kill micheal, and i kill you...and..." motioning to the newly bound angel. "her." he gasped. i had the creatures form a circle around her, a group facing her and a group facing outwards. i kept a good distance away.

 

[poohlive]

Michael looked up at her, she did have pretty eyes, young. She looked nice.
"I don't know, untie so I can go and find out."
She laughed, but then looked at him very seriously, "I canm't do that. I might not be on any side, but I have my orders."
Michael winced, "My hand, I think it's broken, could you just untie my one hand. Wrap it up, maybe..."
She smiled, taking is hand, and untied it, when it was done Michael pushed her to the ground.
He started untying his other hand. She got up, and called outside. A few humans came in, holding him down. With his arm and legs tied Michael did a pretty good job of fighting them off, it was, however, futile. Soon he was strapped to the bed, tighter than ever.
The woman sat down next to him, smiling, "I told you it would do no good, now look you are all sweaty. I have to clean you up again."
Michael would every now and again test the ropes, but it was no use. He was down there for a while. He closed his eyes, trying to hear what was going on outside. Lucifer was mad, that was all he could tell.
Michael hated it when she got mad. She would do things, terrible things. He remembered the last night they spent together. It was an awful fight, she had said things, terrible things. Things he would wake up in the middle of the night, crying. Michael didn't blame her though, he had said things too.
Things not worth mentioning again.
Michael looked up at the woman, she was still sitting there, staring at him, "What are you doing here? I am clean, you may go now."
She sighed, "I am not leaving for a while, you can be sure of that."
Michael tried to shrug his shoulders, but found he couldn't. She did have very pretty eyes though, kind and pretty.

 

[TheFallen]

OOC: I've been waiting for ShyGoddess to post so I can figure out what to do next.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*His eyes Shifted From her To Ambrosia, The Clicking of automatic weapons is heard as his guards Train their weapons on Lucifer his eye shake* Let her Go...NOW!!! *his eyes Are hardened, hed talk to Ambrosia in a second...* Look you....You cant threaten me...I've Got Both you and michael Covered....with a snap of my fingers both of you would be dead....But im smarter than that...They'll just send two more Sniviling Putzes To Continue this forsaken war...So I gotta end it here....Tell em to put ambrosia Down....Do it NOW!!!! *his voice and Tone Forceful*

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer

i screamed in frustration. "DON'T YOUR MEASLY BRAINS COMPREHEND THE FACT THAT I CAN LET THE EARTH SWALLOW YOUR WORTHLESS BODIES? OR THE FACT THAT I MYSELF COULD SUMMON LEGIONS UPON LEGIONS TO DESTROY ALL OF YOUR KIND, OR THE FACT THAT WITH A SNAP OF MY FINGERS I COULD INFLINT THE PAIN OF MULTITUDES UPON YOU?" i got in his face. and whispered, "or with the flick of my wrist end your miserable life right here. go ahead..." i breathed into his ear, "try and shoot me, im not mortal, in the time it takes you to shoot me, i'll be fully recovered. you can thank YOUR god for that." i raised my eyebrows. i put a finger to his forehead and focused my anger there, he fell to his knees. "DON'T EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME. EVER!!!!" I screamed. without hesitation i raised my arms, surrounding the camp were now a full legion of the undead. "don't you dare threaten me, you worthless piece of humanity." i pushed him backwards with one finger, he was howling in pain. "back away." i said to the men with their guns pointed at me. "I SAID BACK AWAY NOW." "im not the damned devil for nothing, you think i would be around this long if one little human could destroy me, think again, your ignorance has brought your destruction. Release micheal now, or die."

the earth began to tremble. the undead had begun to slowly enclose them. "I DO NOT REPEAT MYSELF." the staff in my hand burst into flames. i waved it in the direction of a few humans, they too burst into flames. i narrowed my eyes at ambrosia, he saw my gaze go towards her. "such a pretty face, SHE IS NEXT."




[Edited by LAVA GODDESSS on 10-23-2000 at 02:17 PM]

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*But he would not go down like that, In A Flash Of Energys The Einlanzer had been Drawn and A Giant Flash of Light Eminated From him, It could be seen for many many miles, The Blade Glittered a Multitude of Colors, As his eyes Were hardened And Stared into hers, If she had any bit of fear in her it would make her back down* Why Do you want that angel? Why Is he so important To You? *he walks past her, the demons seem to part as he walks by, the Swords Light increasing as he nears them, sending them shuddering back from it* Why? Tell Me Why Lucifer? Do you love him? Do you care that much for your Sworn enemy that you would kill anyone to get him back* his eyes turn to her hardening* I ask these questions because i am curious..*his eyes Are cautious* And If you will awanser them...I will release michael..Unharmed and sound...If you release ambrosia...*his eyes stare into her's unmoving and Solid* If you harm ambrosia, we will harm michael in the same fashion...An eye for an eye..

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Seems like all I have to do is sit and wait... oh this is interesting. It really is. I like this battle. I think it was better I wasn't in the first part of it. Helps these characters grow, in strength, and then... well I won't tell you my secrets all at once... lol.
Hey Fallen. If someone doesnt respond within 3 days, they have pretty mch left the thread. If you still want to be a part of this, come on, if not I understand. It's up to you.

 

[TheFallen]

OOC: I'm doin' 3 other forums so I gotta get outta this one, cuz I can't keep up ya know

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lucifer

"your a pesky little human. i don't like you." i pushed him in the chest. "don't question me, i don't like getting orders." i pushed him again. "oh, and by the way," i hissed. "im getting micheal weather i have to kill you and all of you to get to him." "it is none of your business what i feel for him. for all you care i just want him to negotiate this war. so back off."

"let me see him now, or i kill her. your lucky human, i ussually don't negotiate. EVER. i'm sort of enjoying this, just like im going to enjoy watching you suffer."


"don't make me get angry." i motioned towards ambrosia. she squealed as one of the undead began to cut off her air supply.


"you hesitated, do it again and she won't live."


he looked at me in disguist. i raised my eyebrows and said sassily. "what? did you expect to get your way? to have the devil back down? i may be a woman but im not weak. hesitate again and you'll see my strength."

ambrosia screamed. i laughed. poor angel of peace, stuck in this violence. i truly, deep down inside, didn't want to do this, but i learned to reap what i was given. and to pay punishment where it was due.

i heard rustling behind me. "that better be him."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc; Sorry *ack* writers block...I gotta think of somthing....

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

um...

(ooc. would a big kiss help...probly not...just tryin to help. )

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

whoa

just bringing this beast back up, i don't want it to die off, i think im doing some of my best writing here. and micheal will soon be back in, after another post or two, how about gabriel? where the heck did he go? and how about chaos? well, regardless. if anyone is willing to fill in the part of minor characters, to add life. go ahead. and roland hun, PUWEEEEEASEEEEEee post. i will be gone until friday night. then i'll be on again. im goin fishin.

 

[PrimordialLoner]

May I join?

OOC: Wow, what an interesting plot! I'm agnostic myself, but I just love a nice good vs. evil theme!

Pooh, you asked if anyone was willing to share info on Satan/Lucifer/Devil's early days and what caused him/her to fall from heaven (on PG 2 I believe)? Well, I myself have heard at least a dozen stories about it, but here's the one that sticks out in my mind the most (and the one that I find the most interesting):

"In the beginning," God made angels (among other things). He made his angels to serve Him. Then God made man. God told his angels that He wanted them to serve man as well as Him. According to this particular account, a faction of angels (led by Lucifer) expressed their discontent with this order. They were more than willing to serve and love God, but they wanted nothing to do with man and refused God's wishes. In response, God kicked Lucifer and his group out of heaven.

Feel free to call this bullshit if you like, for I don't have any recollection of from where I heard this particular account, so I have no way of defending it (not that I would have a desire to do so).

Anyway, I was thinking of joining this thread (as a demon of course; what would you expect from a nickname like PrimordialLoner?? ). I'm thinking that my character's concept would roughly revolve around being one of Lucifer's advisors (militarily mainly, but doesn't have to be limited to that at all).

His name is Vespasian; he has a lanky build and stands around 6'3". His dress is mainly made up of a navy blue t-shirt, black slacks, brown, high-ankled shoes, and a black, flowing trench coat. His widow's peak is placed far forward on his forehead, and he always has about a day and a half's growth of facial hair. Note that his physical form does not have wings (he uses other, more mystic modes of travel, or he simply walks ).

IC: It took a few moments to focus the right energies, but Vespasian managed to materialize on the battlefield from the planes of hell. While he could monitor the general happenings from there, at this time he desired specifics. He wished to inquire about his superior's hesitance. He looked about him, but Lucifer was nowhere to be found. He casually asked one of the demons moping about as to her location, but he could only reply that he saw her fly off in the direction of the human's camp and that she had not returned in almost an hour's time. He nodded to the demonic being in recognition and wandered in that location. His mind began to ponder the possible meanings behind this unexpected event.

OOC: My character's personality is pretty flexible; the only thing I'll point out is that he's very introverted.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: About damn time someone else joined... lol. I felt likt it was just us three settling the universe's problems.
Primal (or whatever you want us to call you) that story is pretty much summing it up, I heard a few variations, like how God gave humans souls, and not angels, so they were mad at that as well, but it is pretty much the same story.
If you know where in the bible that is, I would love to read it. I want to know all I can about lucifer, the little she devil, lol.
Anyway, Roland, you started a female character, and then left her high and dry... I can't even post now... I am all alone.
Until Friday anyway... well all right.
Have fun all.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: ackies...*kicks Self* im back! But im Gonna Have To post later tonight (work, Ack.) But when I Do I'll Cover Malakaiel And roland, Deepest Apologies. *bows* Arigito for understanding.

 

[PrimordialLoner]

OOC

Primordial will do. Unfortunately, I'm not much of a Bible reader, nor have I ever been. I can tell you, however, that some information along those lines can be found in Revelation, if you are up to wading through it and picking out the bits for which you're looking. Most of it, though, is pretty general. Here’s one passage I found:

Revelation chapter 12 verses 7-9: "Then war broke out in heaven; Michael and his angels battled against the dragon. The dragon and its angels fought back, but they did not prevail and there was no longer any place for them in heaven. The huge dragon, the ancient serpent, who is called the Devil and Satan, who deceived the whole world, was thrown down to earth, and its angels were thrown down with it."

There is only one thing I can't understand about this passage, though, and that is whether or not this segment of John's vision is describing what happened in the beginning times or if he is speaking of what will happen at the end times. I post the passage here because it seems to me to be the former. He could mean both, though. In this book, John is constantly backtracking and restating things which he had said previously in the book. On top of this, most of the numerical values John gives are full of the Jewish numerology of the time. With these combined, it is very frustrating to attempt to put any chronology to the events he describes.

You might also want to try looking at some of the other apocalyptic writings not officially included as part of the Biblical books.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

yo!

(she's back, >head begins to spin< j/k ok, so i will be on friday, that is today, at nine thirty central time. and that is where, i am hoping, we all will get this thing rolling again. cause micheal was just brought out. and i was abusing roland, verbally, lol..ok, i gotta go! )

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: This is Tough to Write for! i cant think of anything *l* Sorry, Im Doing my Best...

 

[ranajja]

let's rumble

There they were, human against devil, locked in a seeming stalemate, screaming curses, threats…neither side heard or felt what was coming…

No one saw the small lone figure standing not far away. Unobtrusive, barely noticeable, the figure stood for a long time, watching, listening…

Slowly, the figure knelt down, placing palms flat against the ground, and whispered:

“To Him who sits on the throne and unto the Lamb be blessing, glory, honour, and power forever.”

Almost imperceptible, easy to ignore…a low rumbling, growing louder, the slight breeze steadily growing stronger…

A geyser of rocks and earth erupted between the two sides, spewing stones and dirt hundreds of feet into the sky…

Amid the ensuing chaos, the cries of panic from the throats of humans and demons alike, the rumbling of earth formed itself into words:

“Gloria in excelsis deo…Gloria in excelsis deo…”

The figure smiled…ah, the rocks have not sung for a very very long time…


[Edited by ranajja on 10-27-2000 at 10:11 PM]

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

umno...

(one thing, if you r playin god...GET OUT. read post number UNO! if your not, WELCOME.....and roland, just let it flow, sometimes it takes a crappy post to get a good one in the future, just say that you let michael out and blah blah...and bytheway, welcome new people...BUT I HAVE TO SAY IT AGAIN>..NO ONE PLAYS GOD!)

 

[ranajja]

Calm down, LG...

ooc: ...I'm not playing God...I've got too much respect for that...but I do know what I'm doing...

ic:
Suddenly the flap of the tent flew open, and a woman entered, wearing a white lab coat over a dark skirt. She was not old, not young, with shapely legs and sensible shoes. Her sandy blonde hair was pulled neatly in a bun and her gray eyes twinkled from behind wire frame glasses.

She turned to Malakiel, whose eyes were wide with surprise, and with an attitude of one who expects to be obeyed, she said firmly, “Your superior is in need of you. Go, quickly.”

She seems unperturbed by the frenzy around them, and as Malakiel fled the tent, the newcomer crossed quickly to Michael. “We need to get you out of here…now.” She glanced at the profusion of ropes that bound Michael, her brows furrowed slightly in irritation, and Michael felt the sudden release of pressure as the knots…untied themselves…

“Now, let me see you.” She touched Michael’s wounds carefully, probing, then, narrowing her eyes, she laid the palm of one hand on the ragged wounds, her lips pressed together…

Then she smiled, “There, that’s better. All tissues, cells, veins, and such are back in proper order. Your natural healing ability will now take over, and we will have you functioning within acceptable parameters in no time at all.”

Her expression turned serious, “You must rally what forces you have left, and quickly, Michael.” At his weary expression, she said forcefully, “Can you not hear the stones crying out in praise to the Lamb? That’s because the humans have stopped. They’ve given up hope, don’t you see? When they no longer hope, they no longer sing, and their singing is what releases the power. The power not only strengthens them, it strengthens you as well. Without the power, you and your angels will weaken to nothing, and darkness will prevail.” She placed her hand on his broad chest, “Can’t you feel it, in your heart, your very bones?”

Her hand lingered there, perhaps a little longer than was necessary…then she continued, “This is why Lucifer’s first move was the awful attempt to obliterate mankind, and why it is imperative for her to eradicate every last human. You cannot allow this, as you cannot allow Chaos to take the humans away, no matter how prettily or persuasively he asks.”

“You know Lucifer has been acting very strangely lately. Her minions scream for the blood of humans and angels, yet she hesitates. Highly illogical. She professes undying love for you, then immediately flies off with Chaos for a lusty rendezvous.” She shook her head slightly, tsking, “Stereotypically female—it must be the body she now possesses, which perhaps has an unexpected amount of hormonal or emotional influence—it fights her, even now.”

She glanced at Michael, noting the hurt in his eyes, “Ah, you didn’t know about Chaos, did you? That was thoughtless of me. But you simply must put aside the notion of love for Lucifer, Michael. It simply isn’t ratiocinative.” She shrugged prettily, “You know the ancient texts. After much battling and bloodshed, the evil one will be put down, as it has been foretold. Then, after a thousand years of peace and prosperity, the evil one will rise up, one last time, and will be dealt with, once and for all. Finally, there will be perfect peace, perfect order, at long last.”

“Now, you must rescue Ambrosia and return to Gabriel and your forces, and be quick about it. My little handiwork will not distract Lucifer for long. The human Gilliad means well, but as long as he insists on fighting on his own and does not access his true birthright, he cannot release the true power within him, and he will be no match for Lucifer.” She raised the flap of the tent to leave, then looked back at Michael, “I’ve had a long standing bet with Chaos on the outcome of all this. But unlike Chaos, I care very much who wins.” She paused, then suddenly leaned to him, and kissed him tenderly on the lips. “And if Chaos should meddle in this again, Order will return to reset the balance.” She winked at him, and was gone…

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*Roland had fallen Back with his Elite Troops when The Attack Had happened, His eyes Blazed with Fury, Somthing bad was up, And he was in a very Bad position, he knew what he had to do, he let out three shrill whistles and his forces scattered, he and malakailel hugged and they went their seperate ways, Jim knew where to Go Now, he was crying as he ran, Over the hills of the vally, to leave them to thier own devices, He damn well knew his men would come back and give up their weapons to good or evil, but that didnt matter, the legends were true, It existed, and now he needed to find The Temple....He Ran over the hills, the only sound being the pat of his feet as he got further and further away from the screams And he stopped when he could no longer hear them, He leaned against a rock and cried, the war was not yet over....But his forces were now broken and scattered...But he wouldnt let them win...There was still a way....yes, he had read about such in the Aincent legends of the world...order and Chaos...Both were needed..Roland suspected they had already had some Sort of Way in this war...And he cursed himself for not waiting longer as he sat in the quiet for a moment, gripping the hilt of his sword and silently crying, Crying for his lost friends...crying for his own stupiditiy...Crying becuase...He had no other emotions except pain....He Jammed his fist against the ground and His eyes cesed the crying...He couldnt give up hope now....Even when there was nothing to hope for...He could still help couldnt he?! Couldnt He?! This was a question...A question he did nto have an awanser to...he had fought so hard...hoping he could avange his mom..his dad...his wife and son...He had failed them all because he didnt have the power to Save them, and now he didnt have the power to avenge them...He was worthless...And Useless...But...he stood up...He would not let that Stop him...He could Do somthing! Even if it was so Miniscule no one notcied, But He would try! he Couldnt Stop Trying! Doing that was Giving in, he cried out* YOU THINK YOU'VE BEATEN ME!! YOUR WRONG!! I WILL KEEP FIGHTING FOR WHAT I BELIVE IN!!! I DONT CARE WHAT SIDE IM ON!! HUMANITY WILL SURVIVE!! DO YOU HEAR ME!!! do you Frikkin hear me for once...*he Drops to his knees, he was tired, hungry, weary, But he couldnt stop, not now, he needed to find someone, someone who could help him...He knew...They were out there...he knew it somehow...But where..He didnt know...But he would travel the entire world to find them...He walked on over the hills as a Storm began To brew...But he ignored it.......Far away, On an oppisate hillside, Malakaiel sat on a rock and cried, and did nothing but, she knew he was going to his doom...And she couldnt bear that thought...She needed someone...she heard a russle behind her* whos there! *she said with a start, not really careing but being cautious anyway*

Ooc: Thanks! you Broke my writers block! *l*

 

[ranajja]

ooc: Anytime, Gilliad, anytime...LG, happy now?