Demon Rising: Lyneel

[Event Chef]

As with all the demon gates the gate rose at the centre of the large island. Four powerful warriors have rose to the challenge to defend Lyneel. The yonkou of the Storm Riders Nikon Fausto, the cyborg former first mate of the Dogs of Cerberus Nero, the gunner of the Spiral Arrows Silver Khalifa and the swordsman of Behemoth Nagataka Owari. A truly fearsome bunch with three of them having powerful devil fruit: The Atsu Atsu, the Goe Goe and the Goro Goro.
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Posting order will be decided by the first four posts from each person in the thread.
1. Nikon Fausto
2. Silver Khalifa
3. Nero
4. Nagataka

You can begin alone or begin together in groups. It is up to you.
Could everyone post a link to their character when they do their first post so I don't have to go hunting.

[YONKOU BYAKKO]

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[Silver F Khalifa]

Such a horrible stink coming from this once peaceful land of Lyneel. Silver easily noticing that this place was not some where he wouldnt want to be. As a scared husband and wife ran towards him a gigantic and hungry monster simply took the couple and crushed them with no bother at all. Now knowing that these beasts had no regrets at all for taking lives, It reminded him of himself. Silver thought that killing them would be very difficult considering the circumstances because he really didn't give a rats ass if every single person died around him.

The gigantic demon began to running toward Silver with a crazy demon look in his eye. He brought out his sniper rifle and let out 5 shots, The bullets were all heading for him in a circular form which barely ended up killing the monster. He spotted a giant gate with a man looking like he would stop anyone from opening it. Silver began laughing because he killed the ugly ass demon, He then suddenly caught a glimps of a man killing two demons with ease. After seeing that Silver was hooked and stayed about 35 meters behind this guy.

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[Nero]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=3][atrb=style, width: 360px; border-right: 20px solid; border-left: 20px solid; ] [STYLE=padding: 10px; font-family: tahoma, verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;]The fucks that were given were equal to none. Or that would have usually been the case. But not this time. Lyneel was his home. He wasn't going to let these Fuckers fuck around with it. Demons? Really? Well, looks like his journey hadn't been for nothing. Despite his recent defecting from Dogs of Cerberus, he still had plenty of power behind him. He was Nero, The White Tiger. Not many dared to face him. He was the Strongest of the Supernova and had one of the highest Bounties of any Pirate. But to say any of that mattered to him was to be wrong. He didn't give a damn about reputation. Nevertheless, he watched the two Men from atop a building. It was about time he joined in. Taking a couple of steps back, he burst forward, flying into the Sky. It was almost as if he was born to be in the sky, the natural grace of his movements. As he fell, resembling a bird of prey, he had taken out Shi & Owari. Landing 62 Meters away from Nikon, he landed with a soft thud, the impact reduced by using the Jet Dials to slow him down. Emanating from the small sound, a large boom exploded with Nero in the center. The Large crowd of Zombies was annihilated easily and sent flying back. Their bodies were nothing but scraps now. Nero stood up, looking at Nikon. He smiled at the Yonkou. "I don't think I ever thanked you for that Drink. Mind if I lend you a hand?" Despite the distance, Nikon would probably hear him anyway. Sound was, after all, Nero's domain. *Nero used Tcsh. [/style][STYLE=padding: 10px 30px 10px 30px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;]words too lazy to count tags Cah-Lowes-Ed notes let's go muthafuckas[/style]
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[NARUKAMI NAGATAKA]

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[atrb=style, width: 350px;][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9.2px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; line-height: 12px;] [style=background-color: #494949; padding: 2px; height: 100px; width: 100px; opacity: 0.8; margin-right: 5px; float: left;][/style] Lyneel Kingdom was, honestly, just the starting point of something great. That great thing being Nagataka's embarking on his great quest. A quest to live life to the fullest, see the world, make a name for himself. And gain strength, enough of such to return to the motherland and take his rightful, and fitful, place as king. And Lyneel was simply a stepping stone of important parts of his life; the meeting place of himself and many powerful men, as well as where he joined the powerhouse known as Behemoth and where Javier popped his bank robbing cherry. It was a place with a few fond memories, one could say. And now, demons were rampaging that land. A land he rather liked, actually. Walking through the city, he had it with these motherfucking demons in this motherfucking town. He drew his sword and decided he was gonna do something about it. He attacked a demon chasing a small child, dashing quickly by it and slashing a massive gash in it's back before swiftly beheading it. He looked around and kept himself on alert for the next kill, also spotting Byakko the Yonkou slashing through the hordes as well. He knew his identity as his captain had once been a Yonkou as well. This fight would be interesting. Real talk.[/style]

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[Event Chef]

The man atop the arch was in this case a woman and a fearsome looking one at that. A swift and near-invisible demon had flown over the tops of the group and reported to her who was approaching. Three devil fruit users. She frowned and began to play a tune on the shamisen she held in her hands. It was no ordinary tune though and not one of the would be saviours would be able to hear its notes or at least so she thought. It was a song in the tones of darkness and only one who was close to darkness would hear it. She knew of only three others who would be able to hear the note, three that weren't demons, and that was the three others who were at the other islands. He had heard rumours of a man with the power of darkness and another with the power of an asura. They may be able to hear the notes, but his spy had revealed that none of these possessed dark power. One had a devil fruit and one had haki, but no truly dark powers were present. If she had known more about those approaching she may have been able to guess that one of them might of been able to hear it.

As she played the tune from the large gateway emerged five demons. Only one of them was unique. The first held a massive bow and his back were two massive shuriken. After leaping straight onto the top of the arch he took aim and in quick succession he fired off four powerful arrows condensed of pure demonic energy. These were even able to hit logias. Each was aimed at one of those approaching. The distance travelled seemed insane even for a demon. Each moved very swiftly covering the distance in mere seconds. And all were aimed at chest height.

The other four demons wielded two massive swords and all moved swiftly at speed almost, but not quite, superhuman level 2. The cutting edge of the blades, they were single edged weapons, was seastone. It seemed the demons had no end of that precious material. However, what was strange was that if they died then the seastone crumbled away.

Each charged at one of the four would-be saviours going to try and cleave them in two. There strength was quite insane as well. There mere footsteps seemed to crack the ground itself. They would be truly tough opponents. After their charge was complete a huge beast emerged from the gate and began to strike at buildings nearby. The destruction had begun.

[YONKOU BYAKKO]

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[Silver F Khalifa]

Instead of relying on the others to aid him with the many demons that hoped to strike him down. The first one that attempted to kill him was nothing more but a warm-up, his gun already loaded and prepared to kill. Utilizing his already abnormal accuracy he shot off one bullet towards the arrow aimed at his chest. This bullet was an ordinary bullet which didn't have the actual power to destroy the whole arrow but it had the ability to disrupt its path. The instant his bullet collided with the arrow it misdirecting it towards the demon charging towards Silver and simultaneously causing his bullet to curve off of the arrow s well directing both the arrow and bullet towards the ugly ass motherfucking demon. The thing was that the bullet that curved, its speed multiplied, already doubling the abnormal speed of a bullet. Using the demon's brother's weapon against the charging demon as well as his speeding bullet, it was unlikely for him to be able to evade both the demonic arrow as well as the super fast bullet. His guns both loaded, each in each hand.

Turning his face towards the male with dark hair (Midnight), hopefully he could assist Silver surviving.

"HEY Bro COULD YOU HELP ME OUT!" Now that was real talk.

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[Nero]

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[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; width: 400px; border-bottom: 8px #FB0C12 solid; margin-top: -30px;]He heard movement before he saw it. But that was all he needed. He may not have been the strongest but he was definitely one of the fastest. He knew not the word hesitation. He needed not touch. Nor Smell. Nor vision. Nor Taste. Give him hearing and he would give you hell. He heard the movements of the arrow, the string being pulled back, the release. He moved. All he needed was a simple pivot to sidestep the arrow before attacking.

He thrust forward with both his Jet Feet and used Godspeed to appear behind his opponent.He did not need to rely on his Devil Fruit. No, Nero was dangerous even without it. The speed at which he moved would most likely have been faster than his opponent. Propelled by the strong Jet Dials as well as his Godspeed Tech, he was a sight for sore eyes — if they could keep up. He appeared behind the creature, his hand thrust out to make contact with his body.

"Reject."

Fuck Sound. He'd Reject All these Muthafuckas. He let the power surge through. [/style]
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[Event Chef]

Nagataka has been skipped due to 24 hours having passed
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The demonic swordsman that had attacked NIkon had been overwhelmed by his sheer speed and the single blade strike had been enough to take it out. If he had not moved then he not moved back then he would of been caught by a small explosion. Of course, he would have to avoid the shrapnel of the armor. The shrapnel would fly in every direction to a range of about 10ft. Easy enough to dodge if you were swift, but due to it being a surprise it had the chance to catch him off guard.

The demonic archer merely took aim once more and let off a flurry of arrows all heading for Nikon or the area around him. There were tne arrows in total all sent of nearly simultaneously.
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Whilst it was a good attempt by Silver it was unsuccessful and the bullet was incinerated by the dark energy. The arrow continued on its trajectory. However, it seemed the man had been lucky and the demon's aim had been slightly off so the bullet merely hit him in the side. This was mostly because in order to get the aim right Silver would of had to move slightly. It would scorch and cut the flesh which would be very painful, but it would not be enough to kill him.

The demon warrior charged him head on ignoring the guns. Normal bullets would not have that much of an effect unless aimed for weak points. This demon was going to take him out.
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Nero's attempt would also be successful, but like with Nikon at the moment of destruction caused by the powerful reject dial the demon would explode sending metal shrapnel flying at the pirate. This was coupled with a flurry of arrows from the demonic archer. Like with Nikon there were ten arrows, launched almost simultaneously. The demonic archer's archery was unbelievable.
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Nagataka would not be so lucky. Whilst his logianess would give him SOME resistance to the arrow it would not be enough to save him from being severely hurt. Again it seemed the archer had made an ever so slight calculation so the arrow hit him clear in the shoulder rather then the chest. This would cause extreme pain and would sever the arm off entirely.

The demon swordsman saw a bright bolt of yellow as the arm was severed and hesitated for a second before swinging its swords in an arc aiming to cleave him in two. If he did not move or counter in some way then he would be dead.

[YONKOU BYAKKO]

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[Nero]

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[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; width: 400px; border-bottom: 8px #FB0C12 solid; margin-top: -30px;]The explosion itself was captured by the Reject Dials. The shrapnels were the real problem. If it hadn't been for the Reject Dials the force of the explosion would have made it easier to escape. Unfortunately he would have to rely on pure Speed.

He used his Godspeed to move in time, pivoting on one foot and dashing forward, towards the arrows, and away from the Shrapnel. He could doge bullets. Dodging a few shrapnel was no problem. What did cause a problem was, however, the Arrows coming his way.

As Nikon attacked from above, Nero attacked from the front. He had dashed forward in a bid to escape the Shrapnel. But that single stride was able to create enough sound to set off a shockwave ripple, Tcsh. Moving at the Speed of Sound, the attack would be extremely difficult to dodge. It also served the purpose of, hopefully anyway, sending the Arrows back from the pure force or destroying them. But who knew? If the Arrows somehow didn't stop, Nero would be prepared to evade them.


"What else you got?."

He was aiming for the man on the Arch next. That Flute's sound was quickly becoming annoying. [/style]
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[Event Chef]

Silver and Midnight are skipped. As this is the second skip for midnight he is removed from the thread.
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Nagataka was the first to fall. The might seastone blades of the demon cleaved him into pieces that even a logia user would not be able to recover from. He was dead. (Note: This is only for this thread.)
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The demon archer had fallen to the attack of Nikon. It had been unable to compete with the speed. However, at its death Nikon was surrounded in a bubble of darkness. This was not dodgeable because attacking the archer had activated it. The bubble was incredibly strong and it moved about a mile away from the arch before expanding to create a large dome with a floor of strange material. A small door opened in the portal and from it strode two demons. One bathed in flame the other surrounded by cold. Demons of the elements. They merely stood there waiting to see what Nikon would do the doorway vanished.
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The tsch of Nero had blocked the assault of the arrows though only barely. One or two had scraped him, but not enough to cause any major damage. Strangely though these arrows seems to have the same effect as killing the archer and Nero was trapped inside a large black dome. From doorways all around Nero strode four demons all wielding large swords and all possessing wings made of fire. As they entered the floor in the dome seemed to fall away leaving small pillars, barely enough for a person to stand on. Between these pillars was dark energy that would cause massive damage to any who stepped in it.

The demons surrounded him from the four cardinal points and each of them launched a powerful beam from its chest aiming at the center. If he was hit by them they would cause massive damage and if he dodged them then the beams would collide creating a massive explosion that would fill most of the dome, but would not hit the demons themselves. The blast would spread quite slowly so it would give Nero time to get to the edge, if he was quick. The beaams themselves were like lasers so travelled incredibly swiftly.
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Silver had not reacted at all the charge of the demon and it barelled into him sending him crashing into a wall. It leapt back and then charged forward aiming to stab him through the chest. Yet what saved him was the arrows that had hit him earlier. Somehow the defeat of the demon by Nikon had activated the bubble effect and so he too was trapped within a bubble like the others. However, his only opponent for now was the demon swordsman who had stopped its attack due to the surprise generated at the bubble forming. It took a few seconds to recover then it went to strike with its stabbing motion once more.
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The massive beast was still on its rampage smashing buildings apart with its massive swords.

(Fire demon: fc02.deviantart.net/fs22/f/2007/327/4/0/Anima__Fire_Demon_by_Wen_M.jpg

Ice Demon: fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/083/5/9/David_Grier__s_Ice_Demon_by_Duranial.png

Other demons: www.gamerdna.com/uimage/nqmDfPr/full/soul-calibur-3-night-terror.jpg

The domes are about 1/2 a mile in diameter)

[YONKOU BYAKKO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,425,true][atrb=style,border: 5px double acacac;][bg=#dbdbdb][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,5,true][atrb=valign,top,true] [style=letter-spacing: 5px;background: #A2A2A2; color: dbdbdb; font-size: 10px; text-transform: uppercase;]We are the writing on the wall[/style][style=letter-spacing: 2px; ; font-weight: bold; background: #D1D1D1; color:8b8b8b; text-transform: uppercase;] We are unbreakable [/style] [style=width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 0px; border: 5px double acacac;][/style][style=margin-left: 125px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/YGDXc.png); width: 300px; height: 10px;]  [/style][style=background: #D1D1D1; color:5d5d5d; margin-left: 125px; width: 260px; padding:20px;height:250px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical;overflow-y: auto;] There was a howl of laughter that hung in the air even as the sphere of darkness enveloped Nikon's midair form. Finally something fucking interesting was happening! Righting himself before he hit what could supposedly be classed as the ground, he watched as the last remnants of light disappeared from his view. Feeling presences behind him, he turned and continued with his laughter. Fire and ice? Really? Fucking hell, these demons were more retarded than the majority of the Marines Nikon had the pleasure of knowing, and that was an impressive feat to say the least. He didn't even bother with his heat armour this time. Most of the weapons he'd noticed so far had been so closely resembling his own seastone blade that he seriously doubted it would have any use. And when faced with demons and powers obviously relating to temperature...He didn't even fucking need it. Rushing forward with another peal of laughter, he felt a wall of flame hit his body even as he charged. But it did absolutely nothing. His devil fruit power gave him a complete immunity to any and all temperature based abilities, fire included. It was pointless to even try, the only thing he needed to worry about was being hit physically, and he had given that his entire attention. Even as the fire demon had swung its clawed fist down at him, he simply sidestepped in the middle its charge and swung his sword up out of its sheath twice in a motion that when combined with his own superhuman speed made the blade completely and utterly invisible to someone without enhanced perceptions themselves. The blade took the demon by surprise in both the shoulder and the neck, cleaving through both with ease before being resheathed. With a single charge, he had reduced one of the two demons facing him to a set of smouldering bones upon the black tapestry surrounding them. Not a bad start. Turning his head in time to see the demon of cold bearing down upon him from behind, he smiled broadly as he decided to activate his powers offensively for the first time since this whole debacle had begun. The creature swung its overly large right arm in a sweeping arc aimed to take him in the middle and probably break every single bone in his body, but Nikon wasn't about to have any of that. With consumate ease, he fired up his heat armour and raised the temperature of his body to its maximum and leapt backwards over the scything limb. Turning in midair, he swung his right foot around with as much speed and power as he could muster and slammed the superheated extremity straight into the wretched face of his foe. Given the demons obvious origin in cold, even the fact that Nikon was not the most physically imposing of warriors couldn't stop the fight with these two being over in three blows. The kick had caused the creatures head to simply evaporate such was the heat contained within his blow. The foot had barely even reached his foe before it had nothing left to hit, and as the body twitched its way to the floor, Nikon landed on the black himself with a smile. Sure, he had no way out of here as of yet, but that didn't mean there wouldn't be one. Besides, he was sure this wasn't over yet anyway. With his usual demeaning tone he cried out in a slightly sing song voice to the inky dark surrounding him. "Next~!" [/style][style=margin-left: 125px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/YGDXc.png); width: 300px; height: 10px;]  [/style][style=color:7A7A7A;letter-spacing:-1px; text-align: right;]post template made by Memzard of OTE[/style]

[Nero]

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[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; width: 400px; border-bottom: 8px #FB0C12 solid; margin-top: -30px;]There were things capable of fighting their way through Tcsh? This was an interesting outcome. Even more so was this bubble. Nero liften an eyebrow as he found the ground disappear, leaving him standing on a lone pillar. Alright, this would just have to do for now.

Demons made their way into the Arena and he furrowed his brows. Demons of Flame? Really? How plain and boring. While it was possible the heat might have reduced his effectiveness, he was't worried about that. As the Lasers came his way, he dodged in the easiest and quickest way passible — he air walked (or ran in this case). Escaping the beams was his first problem. The second was the explosion. Well, he figured, he might as well use one of these Demons as a Shield. Using Godspeed, he flashed over behind one of the Demons, hovering in the air.
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