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Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Aiko jumped back as he shouted at her but when he started to cough she was quick to move to his side. There she was to his right side bit behind him allowing him to cough till it ended. I found you in the desert...You were in a coma state... She said as she placed her hands gently on his shoulders. Whatever happened out there...You survived some how. She said with her getting up and walked out of the room and found a rag which she wet. Shortly she came back and cleaned the blood from his lips. I'm Aiko... I brought you to Death City to my place to rest. She told him as she finished cleaning the blood from his mouth then wiped it from the floor. She never seen this happen before but she tossed the rag aside and took him by his hands. You're safe here.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

The man slowly pushed himself back up this woman clearly meant him no harm. He panted a bit as he stood back up on his feet, reaching his full height of 5'7''. He stretched his broad shoulders and rubbed his head, which still ached a bit. Though if what this woman was saying was true, it was due to him lying in a coma in the desert. So that explained how he got here, but didn't explain how these red marks got on his body. He was still unclear as to how he wound up in the desert in first place, the only clear memory he had was of a steel forge. He looked down at his arms and saw that the red marks had disappeared. He then looked back up at the snowy-haired woman and said calmly, Thank you, Aiko. If you hadn't found me, I probably would be dead right now. By the way, before I went sort of ballistic there, did you notice any strange marks on my body? Just so I know if I'm hallucinating or not?
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Strange marks? She stood back from him as she looked to be in her teens but she was in her early 20s. If you mean the red markings, I noticed them but I thought it was nasty sun burns. She said withher looking at his face seeing she was wrong. Mind telling me your name? Since you know mine and will be staying here until you recover. She said with a smile with her walking bit from him. Though she noticed he didn't eat nor drink anything. You know thats not tainted right? She asked with her pointing at the tray of food and a pitcher of water. Need me to prove it? She said with a smile.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

He breathed a sigh of relief so his mind wasn't playing tricks on him. He wasn't insane, just didn't have any memories of who he was or how he got himself into this situation. When she questioned him about his name, he tried to recall, but he couldn't remember. Great, now I can't even remember my own name. This just keeps getting better and better. He thought harder, and for some strange reason, the steel forge cam back to his mind. As much as he tried to remember his name, the forge kept coming back over and over. He then let the word 'Forge' escape his lips without his even knowing about it. He was so distracted that he didn't even look down at Aiko, his eyes staring absentmindledly at the ceiling.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Smiling softly as she walked over to him and took his hand. Gently she set him down on the bed. Take your time and rest. You've been through a lot. She said but she heard her door slamming shut. AIKO! KISHA IS NEARBY! Roger shouted as he had his kids there with him pushing them to a closet under the stair way. In moments Aiko left Forge's side with her flying down the stairs. On it! She shouted to Roger as he was a single father trying to raise his daughters by himself. Aiko had grabbed her whips and disappeared into the ever growing evening. The laughing moon stared down as Aiko lashed out at one strange creature. She was a distraction since she didn't have the weapon to kill the demonic creature. Where are they? She hissed but a second appeared out of nowhere and sliced her back open. Aiko hit the ground hard with two male kishas standing there licking their lips. Soon an older meister who wa sa teacher at the acemedy appeared slicing one male apart and another was sliced down the middle. The weapon of choice was a large sword that held b a slender man an dhis partner was a massive man as well. Aiko glared at the two as they collected the souls and commented on her being a reject for the time being. She looked down with the men walking away. Slowly she got to feet knowing of the younger generations of Kid, Maka and the assassin boy who couldn't get a kill. Sighing Aiko walked home and told Roger the kishas were gone. Though Roger told his girls to head home as he followed Aiko to her room. There Aiko removed her shirt but kept her breasts covered. Ambushed? Roger asked with him getting the first aid out. Yeah and they came.. She said weakly with Roger shaking his head. If Jack was here... She started but Roger thumped her in the back of her head. He's not and you can't be rushing out to fight Kishas without a partner. He said to her with him bandaging her up tightly then watched her get her shirt on. Remember, you can't go out there alone. He warned her with him walking out of her place. Aiko sat on her bed as her room was right across from Forge. She forgot he was there as her mind was on many things all at once.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Forge heard the commotion and ran out to see a a trail of blood. It led straight to another room which was straight across he looked inside to see Aiko getting bandaged up. She got cut pretty bad, but the man Forge guessed was Roger was patching the wound quite effectively. As Roger turned to leave the room, Forge backed up a bit and let Roger pass. Roger looked at him and said with a smile, Don't worry she'll be alright. He then walked out the front door. Forge then knocked on the door, Aiko? What happened to you? What was all that commotion about?
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

She got to her feet and walked over opening her door seeing Forge standing there. Her back ached from teh pain but she gave him a weak smile. Kishas...Humans whose heart has been consumed with evil. I am...Or was a meister. She said with her looking up at him still shirtless but her bandage covered her breasts then down. They are known to be in this area so Roger came here to protect his two girls...His wife died some time ago so he's a single scared father. Out of instinct I ran out without.. She stopped there then looked down. She couldn't bring herself to say anymore. Slowly she shook her head with her looking away from him. All I can say is I couldn't do what I was trained to do anymore without a partner. She said with her leaning against the door frame. You should rest.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

First instance of godmodding, just so you're aware. Don't worry though everything will be alright Forge then saw Aiko's face be overcome with a form of despair these Kisha, as she called them, apparently reminded her of something painful, something she wanted to forget. Forge wondered what it could have been that made her so sad she said something about a partner. Had she lost him? Did he leave her? What level of partnership was she referring to? Just as he was opening his mouth say something comforting, he heard a loud shriek. Then all of a sudden, something busted through the bedroom wall. After the smoke had cleared slightly, Forge saw that it was a humanoid looking creature it looked to be a bit over six feet tall, its eyes glowed an eerie shade of red, longs claws coming out of its fingers. It sniffed the air and looked right at Aiko, Ah, what a delectable soul. Forge realized this was a Kisha and stepped in between the creature and Aiko weird since one would think that an ordinary human would be insane to try and get between a Kisha and its next meal. For some reason, though, the creature didn't scare him. He calmly then said to Aiko, Aiko, run for it. I'll distract it. Right as he said that the Kisha swiped him aside, causing him to fly into into the adjacent wall and get knocked out. The Kisha then reached as Aiko tried to run and snatched her hair with his long fingers effortlessly pulling her back and lifting her so that her feet dangled. He smiled as she struggled, I like to play with my food before I eat it. So let's have a little fun shall we? Using one of his claws, he sliced open the bandages on the front of her chest and began teasing her breasts.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Aiko was shocked that Forge moved in front of her. No! You can't handle him! She shouted but somethign was off so she stepped back ready to run but cried out when her hair wa syanked. She dug her heels into the floor glaring at the Kisha until he yanked her clear off of the floor She grabbed hold of the Kisha's wrist and kicked out at him landing a kick on his jaw, he was unaffected. PUUT ME DOWN! She yelled at him but gasped as he sliced her bandages free from her to reveal her full ample breasts that bounced freely. She tried to struggle even more but her breath was caught in her throat as she felt him teasing her breasts with his long tongue. Aiko let off a weak weakly hidden moan as she dangled before the Kisha and Forge's view. Her heart was racing as the memories of the event reoccured. Aiko was knocked down to the ground by the witch with blood spraying from her gut. Jack a tall black haired man was wounded as well. He transformed back into human when they couldn't find the witch. Aiko was on the ground bleeding with the Witch before her. Weak...Should be a home wife you bitch! The woman casted a spell to kill Aiko but Jack tackled the witch in turn taking the killing blow.. JACK!!! Aiko's screams filled the night but the moon kept on laughing at her despair. From there Aiko was hit with a different spell which thought killed her but the Reaper managed to keep her alive but the side affects were done. Her partner died to protect her and she was marked by a witch.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Forge stirred and looked up from where he lay to see Aiko in the hands of the Kisha. She struggled to no avail the Kisha's grip was iron-tight. Forge to tried to get up, but his body was too weak to move. Dammit, man! Move! MOVE! he shouted in his mind as he lay his head down He then heard the Kisha say, Well, that was fun and you looked like you enjoyed it. Forge looked back up and saw that the Kisha had pulled back a clawed hand, ready to slice Aiko open. And now.....you die The Kisha then thrust his long claws forward. Forge's instincts took over upon seeing this and his body went into autopilot he simultaneously formed a shield on his left arm and instantly appeared between between the Kisha and Aiko, blocking the would-be fatal strike. What the hell? the Kisha exclaimed. Forge just stood there, holding the Kisha's claws against his newly formed shield the red lightning bolt marks reappeared on his skin. Human wretch! That's twice you've interrupted me, now die! The Kisha then dropped Aiko and charged Forge to kill him. Forge then materialized a claymore from seemingly nowhere the handle seemed to be firmly attached to his hand. Before the Kisha even knew what hit him, Forge swung the giant blade down with amazing precision and speed, slicing the Kisha clean in half. It screamed as it felt the blade extinguish its life, then the body disappeared. All that was left of the Kisha was a reddish orb, floating in the wind. Forge withdrew the claymore and shield into his arms and walked over to grab the strange object. Forge then opened wide and swallowed it whole. After that, he fell to his knees, panting heavily.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Aiko looked at the Kishas trembling as she feet came up as if to stop the thrusting clawed hand but what shocked her was Forge's arm thrusting between them. Her eyes followed the arm to see Forge standing there. Before she could say anything she was dropped hard that gave her a chance to move away from the two. She watched with the two fighting then Forge sliving the kisha in half then him eattign his soul. Wha... She said as she never seen anyone do something like that. With Forge falling to he ground she crawled over to him where she was behind him. There she wrapped her arms over his shoulders with her hands on his chest. Her breasts pressed into his back with her laying her head on his shoulder. Thank you.... She said with her nuzzling his back slightly with her digging her fingers into his chest to symbolize how important her graditude was for him saving her.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Forge's senses returned to him why the hell was he breathing so hard? Just what in the hell happened. He then felt someone embrace him he turned his head to see it was Aiko. He then remembered the Kisha and jumped up, knocking Aiko off him. Forge looked around to see where it went. It was nowhere to be found something that puzzled him but ultimately he gave up on worrying about it he was glad to see it was gone. He then went back to Aiko and knelt down, Aiko, are you alright? Where did the Kisha go?
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Aiko was knocked back down to the floor with her wincing. In pain she looked up at him as her breasts was exposed to hsi view. Seeing him darting around to find the Kisha. Confused as she laid there looking at him until he walked over to her. There she pulled away from him slightly as she didn't know what he was going to do. I'm fine... she said when he asked about the Kisha she looked shocked. What? You killed it and ate its soul...Don't you remember? She asked him but looked down seeing her expsed breasts. Gasping as she turned away from him with her wrapping her arms over her breasts to keep them covered up from him. Her face was a bright red with her keepnig her chest covered the best way she could.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Forge turned from Aiko and just stared in disbelief at the floor how in the hell did he kill the Kisha? He tried to recall doing it, but it seemed to elude him. The last thing he remembered was seeing Aiko about to get torn to shreds, then it just went blank. When he came to, he was sitting on his knees, panting and grunting as if he had run a thousand miles nonstop. He then turned back to Aiko to see that she was covering her exposed chest. Forge went back to his room, got the shirt she gave him, and handed it to her. Here, you need this more than I do right now. He then asked, his body started to shake in obvious fear and desperation, Aiko, could you please tell me everything that happened? Please? These lapses in memory are scaring me I don't know what's going on anymore!
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

She took the shirt from him and slipped it on hearing him growing scared then him asking about what happened. With her hearing he was having memory lapses confused her. Aiko got ot her feet with his shirt hanging to her mid thigh but she grabbed his hand and lead him to her bed. There she sat him down with her sitting next to him. You seriously don't remmber? She asked with her looking at him wondering what the hell was goign on. Well, I was about o be killed then you rushed in with a shield....The shield had morphed from your left arm. The kisha dropped me and your right hand formed a sword from your right hand as if it was attached. You delieveryed a few strikes then sliced him in half. When it died you took its soul and ate it...Like a meister's weapon would to grow stronger... she said to him as she was trying to fill him in as much as possible.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Forge couldn't believe what he was hearing he had formed weapons from his body? It wasn't possible, no way. Hold on, I ATE its soul? H..how? And what the hell is a meister? And for that matter, what do you mean by a meister's weapon consuming souls to grow stronger? Forge then stood up and looked down on Aiko, So you're telling me I just magically formed a weapon on this arm He then held his right arm out from his side and pointed at it with left hand, and then gave a small snort of amusement Excuse me for saying this, but that seems..... He then cut off as he felt something heavy he looked over to see a giant sword, his hand turned over so that it could rest its point in the floor. The handle was directly attached to his hand, just as Aiko had described. He stared in shock she wasn't kidding. He gulped and chuckled nervously as he refaced Aiko, Boy, is there egg on my face.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

She sat here listening to him even when he jumped up to claim she was a liar then his hand formed the sword. As I was saying I am a meister. A person who fights demons with a partner who can transform into a weapon. The person who can transform into a weapon eats the demonic souls to become stronger until their 99th soul. The 100th soul has to be a witch for that weapon to become the best weapon in the area. There are few in this world... She said to him with her sittong on the edge of her bed. I lost my weapon...Parnter...Bette yet my best friend Jack. She finally opened up to him. He died to protect me from a witch but I was near death anyways. I can't fight Kisha's effectively without a partner who can transform. She said to him with her looking right into hsi eyes. I don't know what you are but some how you can keep your human shape but be a weapon as well.
Thread: Forging Ahead (Osamu Oboro x vampire07)

Forge saw the despair in her eyes clearly he had struck a raw nerve. He felt terrible now he insulted the one person who gave enough of a damn to drag his sorry ass out of the desert sun and try to make him feel safe. Forge had never experienced the pain of loss, save for his memories. He then withdrew the sword without his realizing it it was like his body reacted subconsciously. Heaving a heavy sigh Forge walked over, knelt down in front of Aiko, and wrapped his muscular arms around her lightly. He then in a very serious, sad tone, Aiko, I'm sorry. You were only trying to help me and I kept spitting in your face. If you want, though I may never replace the memory of Jack, I will protect you, help you fight these Kisha, help you become an even better meister. Even if it ends you cannot wield me like a true weapon, I will stay by your side. He then pulled away and said, But I want something in return. I want you to help me find out who or what I am, and help me discover the full potential of my ability.
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Thread: Art Has No Morality (Phoebus x ChocolateStrawberry)

You can't be serious... The sicko got away with another one, hm? He's getting more bold, sir. This one is right inside the door. The red and blue lights raped the night air, signaling distress against the otherwise gray city. A heavy overcast shielded the stars from the grizzly sight. The rubbery stench of burnt flesh clung to the air, as the thick fog had. A troupe of police officers stood around a mass of flesh. The body was feminine, and in her prime. Cut from the torso, entrails and spine spilled out from the corpse onto the cold pavement. They eyes had been gouged, leaving nothing more than a bloody hole in their wake. The assailant had, however, left two glowing LED's in the sockets. Her mouth was forced in an unnatural position, of unimaginable pain. Her hands were bound to one another, a forced prayer. The binding was a simple rosary, Perhaps most gruesome of all were the wings on her back. Thin slices of muscular tissue was sliced from an unknown place. It was obvious that her legs had been used as the supporting bones of the structure. The meaty tendrils that clung to the bones were scorched. The body rest on a bed of feathers, black in color. Any clues on this one? Of course not. We're not even sure where this girl came from. The man, who was last to approach, sighed, looking down at the body. A quivering hand lifted a cigarette to pursed lips. A wisp of smoke curled in the air as he sighed, looking to the men. That damnedable director harpie isn't down here, is she?
Thread: Art Has No Morality (Phoebus x ChocolateStrawberry)

The 'damnable director harpie' was down there. Ellie Klien double-checked the lighting as she pointed to where she wanted her cameraman to shoot. As sick as it sounded, this serial killer was teh best thing to happen to her. This was her big break! No more boring documentaries about flowers or nature. No, this was her ticket to the big times. A chance to get her name recognized. Are we rolling, she asked, straigtening the jacket of her suit. At the nod, she smiled. Speaking to the camera, she said, As another body is found, the police are baffled. This crazed killer's motive has yet to be discovered. All that is left of his victims is an artfully posed body in the worst condition. Now, we can't show you the body, but believe me, it's nasty. She looked up as the lastest police to arrive came over to her. Ma'am, you are not allowed to film here. We've told you that before. I've got permission from your captain, she said, pulling out the written note. Besides, you use my film, so think of it as a free service. Ellie wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to actually air her footage, but she'd try. What she really wanted was to get a chance to interview this sicko, to do what no other documentary has done before - talk to the killer before they went behind bars. She made sure her blonde hair was still up in the prim bun she wore and continued, This is the third body in nearly as many months. By now, this is officially classified as a serial killing. The city trembles at night while this killer - She was cut off as the police decided to forcefully escort her out. You can't get rid of me that easily! I have a job to do! I'll be back! She hated it when they pulled the old red tape on her. She'd get this story if it killed her. Turning to her crew, she sighed. Come on. We can get some overhead shots or something. It was that detective's fault. He didn't like her, she knew that. Something about putting herself in danger, going where she wasn't supposed to, should stick to flowers, blah, blah, blah.
Thread: Art Has No Morality (Phoebus x ChocolateStrawberry)

Maxwell von Maron was on the phone immediately with the hotel just across the street.. Yes... Yes that's what I said. You give us 4 rooms, and use of the roof, and we'll give you credit, and full price of the room. We only need them for a few hours. He was an unremarkable man, of average looks. His eyes, a dull shade of gray, were permanently forced into a far-off gaze of perpetual boredom. His dark brown hair was drawn back, a thin gloss of pomade to hold it in it's place. He was dressed just as sharp as Ellie setting the duo apart from the rest of the crew. He had to be. Maxwell worked as the logic behind the film. He was in charge of numbers, coordinating schedules, and making sure everything was in place. This shot is vi... I understand your concern... Fine, double it. His hand went to work on a small notebook, brow furrowed. He sighed, directing the camera men inside. 407, 1306, and 1211. Get going. Maxwell approached Ellie, as the officer released her. Your crew is in position. We have 3 vantage points, and police coverage on the ground. Don't ask me how I pulled that one off... he said, as he walked along side Ellie. He had only been with the production a little more than a month. However, he wanted to make an impression early. In the interview, he had told Ellie that he had a feeling on the project, and insisted that she take him aboard. He had been doing his best to live up to a promise he made her on their first meeting make her life easier, both on set, and in life. Maxwell had also taken on the role of her assistant. He had her schedule worked out perfectly, give Ellie plenty of down time. I'm already on the phone with the museum, to see if we can get their footage.