~bellatrix~ (reboot)

Initially ignoring the slap to his head, Karma looked up at Leon as the captain started yelling, making an expression that seemed to say "What the Hell?". After that, he ignored Leon And gave Lief an ugly look when Leif bopped him in the head.

Removing his hand from Forte's mouth and standing up, Karma firmly placed his boot on her head, keeping her pinned so that he could speak properly. Looking at Leif, he wore an emotionless, dark expression as he played out his words.
"You won't get a bad reputation. Not if we kill any who oppose us. That way, bad reputation won't spread. Simple, and effective."
Karma, though calmed down, still held some of the dark rage that had filled him.

Karma's demeanor changed when he heard them, especially noticing that one siren mimicked his method of speech. To his own surprise, he calmed down.
"Oh. I see."
Speaking softly now, he reached behind himself with his violin and tapped Semira on the head with it. Much to his hidden satisfaction, the sound was humorously hollow.
"Change of plans. Do not feed to kill."
His mood suddenly changing from angry to annoyed, he grabbed Leif by the shirt and flipped him, slapping the man into the soft sand next to Forte.
"Time to switch, Semira."
Resuming his gentle demeanor, Karma turned his head towards the the visitors. Looking at the siren sisters, he decided to ask his own question.
"People fear the siren for its doom-bringing voice. Why did you have to go into a full chorus if you just wanted to say 'Hi'? A simple call would have done the trick."

 

Leif looked back at Karma in shock.
"You're serious...aren't you? Is it really that simple for you? Huh. Karma...what kind of crew do you think we're running here?"

"HURK!"
Caught off-guard, Leif didn't have time to react as Karma slammed him onto the ground. He was dazed for a moment, but he at least had the wherewithal to point towards Semira, shooting her a glare.
"Hey now, don't you even think--"

The only objections Leif could get out were weak groans and the occasional angry grunt as Semira forcefully took his blood. When she was done, he held the wound on his neck with his hand, feeling a little light-headed.
"Ow...yeah, that was about as unpleasant as I thought it'd be. Maybe a little more."
He shot Semira a look of annoyance.
"You know, at the very least, you could've shown some common courtesy and bought me dinner first. I'm just not that kind of girl and I definitely don't want daddy to find out and start thinking I'm a slut."

"...YOU MUST BE SWIFT AS THE COURSING RIVER! WITH ALL THE FORCE OF A GREAT TYPHOON!"

Leif let his head fall back on the sand.
"I need another drink."

OOT: Forgot to post for Mordred, let me fix that real quick.
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Mordred opened his eyes again, looking towards Trinity.
"It sounds quite pleasant to me. You have to understand, the siren's song affects men and women differently. What sounds like screeching to you can song like the most wonderful melody in the world to someone else. It is a strange magic that those sirens wield."
He settled in, still planning to go back to sleep even with the sirens right outside the ship.
"Fortunately, it seems to have a very minimal effect on me. I can feel its power drawing me outside but it feels weak and distant. Honestly speaking, it is more of an annoyance than anything else. So I see no reason to let it keep us from our sleep."
There was a brief pause before he spoke again, somewhat hesitantly.
"You may...that is, feel free to make yourself "comfortable" again if you'd like."

 

He reached down and pinched Lorena's bare backside
"Don't tell me Lorena Blackwater is embarrassed? Still think it be a dream Lorena?" It was at this time he leaned up began running his arms across his scratch marks and love bites from the night. He decided to have a bit of fun seeing if she remember.
"Ye still have the rope burns?"
He leaned in and whispered on her ear
"Fer ye first time ye wowed me dear" He kissed her cheek while laying back onto the bed. He began wondering if the others where up but didn't really care.
"So we gonna lay here a while, have another round, or get up and get dressed fer the day?"

 

Though Karma wanted to speak with the sirens, other matters demanded his attention.
"You sirens, never mind it. Just answer to the men here. I need to take care of something and can't do it here."
Lifting his foot from off of Forte's head, he knelt down by Semira, completely ignoring Leif.
Morning already?

"No, you have not failed." What did she fail? "You will live, and you will suck. You will suck again, and you'll suck on men like you have never sucked before!"
Getting carried away, Karma did not realize exactly what he was saying. Lifting Semira over his shoulder and ignoring the bare skin, he started playing his violin as he walked to the ship.
Time to reveal some of the results of my training during the night.
What he played began creating a portal, a portal wide enough to prevent the dawn's light from striking Semira and himself, creating a shade as the light entered the Void. Walking up the gangplank, he made his way across the deck and into the ship, setting her down in the hallway. The portal dissipated when went indoors.
Hopefully, nobody fell in without me noticing. Not that I can help them, now.
Leaving a note on Semira's chest, he left the ship and made his way to the forest.
With her taking a nap, I should be able to slip in some more practice with the skill I've been wanting to attain, without interruption.

Spoiler: NOTE

Someone give this girl some clothes. White, preferably. And dress her while she is still asleep, too.

 

As Lorena got up Donavan whistled at her as she was still nude. When she poured them both a drink from the bottle he chugged right along with her.
"To more endless fun and kinkiness in our future as well!" He clanked his mug against hers then poured both of them another drink. As she mentioned his opening of her chest he went a tinge red.
"Gentlemen need not air the adventures of the bedroom, besides as far as me crew be considered they think we've been at it since we meet so it's nothing really..."
When she suggested finished the bottle he nodded, and then saw a strange tattoo on Lorena's hip. He stroked her tattoo while asking a question.
"Never saw this last night... When ye get it and it got any meaning?"
As she stated about getting dressed he slightly frowned, he knew they couldn't stay like this but wanted to a little longer.
"Aye we eventually need to get dressed and start heading out, can't lay around naked and make love all day on another ship.... But we can stay like this a little longer at the very least'
Donavan leaned in and kissed Lorena's fore head before laying back on the bed next to her, their mugs side by side

 

The three pirates who were out on the deck earlier, now free from the sirens' song, slowly wandered back to the Dragon feeling lethargic and suffering from headaches due to the spell's lingering effects. They groaned and complained as they stumbled down the hall, suddenly stopping in their tracks when the saw someone laying on the floor with a note attached. They turned away, frozen in shock with their jaws hanging wide open, completely silent until one of them just barely managed to speak.
"Wh-who's that? And why is she n-n-n-naked?!"
"I don't know, dude, but she totally is! What should we do?!"
"How should I know?! I've never even seen a naked girl before!"
"Okay, um, let's just calm down and think about this. Dude, is your nose bleeding?!"
"I'm sorry! I'm not like Captain Leon, he's probably seen tons of women naked! This is a new thing for me and...I don't know, I'm freakin' out a little, okay?!"
One of the other pirates put his hands on the man's shoulders.
"Get ahold of yourself, man! Just think to yourself, what would Captain Leon do?"
He thought about the question for a moment. Then he wiped his nose and stood tall, looking determined and focused.
"He'd say that this is a foul injustice against decency and that men of chivalry such as ourselves should see to it that she has clothing and shelter immediately! Then he'd get that glorious, fiery look in his eyes and deliver his orders with passion and authority!"
"Okay, yeah. That makes sense!"
"So what would his orders be?!"

The pirate who had now taken on something of a leadership role stepped forward. Then he spun around and with one swift motion, pulled off his jacket and threw it over Semira! He covered up the note, but who cares about that? He turned back to the other two and spoke in a loud, clear voice.
"Listen up, pirates of the Dragon! This young lady needs clothes immediately! There should be a black cloak in the armoire..."
He pointed with authority!
"...Right over there! Once you've got it, find a female member of the crew and ask her to dress Semira in privacy."
He folded his arms and gave a mighty shout.
"What are you waiting for, ya sea dogs! Get to it!!"
The other two pirates saluted, a single tear of pride rolling down their cheeks.
"Yes, sir!"
When the dust settled and the fiasco finally came to a close, Semira was laid on a bed in an unused bedroom to recover, fully dressed in a black cloak.

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Leif gave Karma a curious look as the latter walked away.
"I really don't get that guy...can we trust him or not? Even if we can, I've gotta wonder what he's really capable of. I can't help thinking that at some point, he's gonna cross a line that we don't want to cross."
He quickly shook the thought out of his head. After all, he still had a trio of sirens to deal with at the moment. After a quick kip-up, he was back on his feet brushing off as much sand as he could. When he was done, he looked over to the sirens.
"Heh, sorry about that. That guy can be quite a handful. So, where were we?"

 

Forte fell limply to the sand, her head still abuzz with the feeling of the vampire feeding on her. The pleasant feeling of being food coupled with the effects of blood loss gave her quite an odd view of reality at the moment. As Semira moved away from her Forte felt a genuine sadness, she would have tried to drag the vampire back to finish the job, but was too woozy to move further.

Crescendo rushed to her sister as Semira let her go. "Sister, are you all right?" Forte mumbled something about jellyfish and something else that made Crescendo blush in alarm but didn't move further. "Sister? Are... are you feeling yourself?" Further mumbling about jellyfish. "Ookay. You should probably get back in the water." With that said Crescendo dragged her sister back out into the water and vanished beneath the waves.

Melody looked around nervously but didn't quite know what to make of the situation. "We were, I guess, talking about friendship?" She replied to Leif unsuredly.

 

OOT:
Don't feel like waiting. Here is my new character!

Spoiler: Innacent

(Uncertain if she should be a "Kitsune" or "Nine-tailed Wolf". There's no name for wolf spirits of that type. Okamia Seishin?)


(Uncertain if she should be a "Kitsune" or "Nine-tailed Wolf". There's no name for wolf spirits of that type. Okamia Seishin?)

Name: Innacent
Age: 2524 years
Sex: Female
Weapon: Summoner of Justice (multi-form double-ended spear)
Class: Goddess

Creature/ability: Nine-tailed Fox-wolf combination, her strength is far beyond that of a human. Her power allows sin itself to become pain, punishing the evil with their own doings, experiencing the Hell that they have built for themselves. In contrast, she can turn righteousness into pleasure for the just, bringing to them a sense of Heaven to individuals. This applies to both the living and the dead. But both of these things can be used against the just and unjust, should they be her enemy. In essence, humans are unable to stand up to her, heroes and villains alike.

Back story: Innacent and Karma grew up together as orphans, both separated from their parents and lost. Though she appeared to be a human, her body began undergoing changes when she became a teenager. These were changes that scared the people of of the village. With fear growing too great among the villagers, she ran away.
Not wanting to leave his friend alone, Karma followed her, and the two began travelling together, through hard times and good times. The two matured into young adults. Quite by chance, they went on a quest that resulted in them finding her parents. Innacent and Karma learned that she was a goddess, the child of parents that were of deities as well. Their separation was due to a traitorous servant, who was punished for his treachery. Being a child at the time, it was impossible to detect her special essence as a goddess. Now that all was well, Karma was given the Vocale Violin, after Innacent insisted that Karma should have it.
Realizing the gravity of her role as a goddess and a deity of judgement, Karma began to realize how weak he was in comparison to her. Feeling that he was too inferior as a human, Karma left Innacent and her family in their airborne island, not wanting Innacent to see him die a human death of old age or from basic weakness. Without Karma around, innocent took to hew role of judging the living the the dead.

Apparel and Appearance: Light Lavender hair with black tips, of a wild style hair reaching the small of her back. Her tail matches the same color an details as her hair. Her skin is a healthy color, and her eyes red. Wears a dress of both loose yet tight design, using primarily white with black as a secondary color and using red for details. Flowing around the legs, loose on the arms, tight around the torso with a low neckline exposing a tattoo on her chest, with a belt hidden by black ruffles around her waist. She wears gauntlets and grieves of a silver metal with an iridescent sheen. Armor covers her shoulders, concealed by the loose fabric on her arms. Additionally, short chains hang from the armor plates hanging from her waist. The flexible fabric itself is heavy and tough, making it difficult to cut through. Red bows and a black choker composed of this special silk cloth adorn her, one small bow on the back of her choker, the other being situated in the small of her back.

Spoiler: Brace yourself! Four breasts!

Spoiler: Just kidding. Now look.

 

He nodded as she spoke about her tattoo, he then placed his hand on her head while he turned and spoke.
"I did manage to find that they are after the princess as well.... It's gonna be a pain to split the treasure between two crews so much so that we barely get anything from it. i think we need to get her first. As for the plans think it's about time we brought the crew in to meet these fine fellows"
Donavan set Lorena off to the side of the bed and began to dress himself. Before long he was dressed and began stuffing Lorena's loot from the night into his coat.
"Once ye get dressed join me on the deck, I need to speak with leon"
He Kissed her goodbye before walking out of the room.

As Donavan walked the halls be began singing to wake the drunken crew, kicking thosse he passed that lay on the floor.
"Way hey up she rises, Way hey up she rises, Way Hey, Up she Rises Early in the Morning!" Some of the Dragon's crew threw him looks but Donavan conutined out to the deck of the dragon.
"What will we do with a drunken sailor, what will we do with a drunken sailor, Oh what will we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning! ....Ahhh Good to see ya standing Lad" Donavan shouted to Leon while scratching his chest.
"I'd like to thank ye for the night of fun, Me and they lass be setting out for the treasure here soon but we wanted to properly thank ye. We made ammends and memories to last a while, however i ain't been exactly honest with ye..." Pulling out his pistol Donavan loaded a yellow charge into the barrel and pointed it at the sky, upon pulling the trigger a large flare shot out. A great distance away The Regal Boar saw the flare and immediately weighted anchor and began heading to the ships.
"I do have a ship, and a much larger crew than me and the lass. However i figured if ye couldn't handle the two of us how would ye fair against me crew... But you proved me wrong so time to meet the lads" As Donavan said this the Boar began pulling near the shore, while not gilded in gold like the dragon the boar had rescieved it's iron improvements while He was at the party. The Regal boar was impressive ship, boasting almost as much firepower as the Dragon, but outclassing it by a mile with it's iron forged armor pieces, which shone a slight silver-ish when struck by the light right.
"Me Ship, the Regal Boar, a kingly ruffian on the high seas. Foul tempered and mean to the teeth, well lad whatcha think?" He looked at Leon awaitng his shokked response.

 

A good distance away from the ship and into the woods, Karma stopped and stretched. Getting into the proper stance for a violin, he began playing again, replicating what he had performed last evening.
A break from doing this helps the mind relax. Now, I feel like I can really do this.
Playing, he slid the bow across the strings rapidly, violet strands dancing all around him and forming a portal, a portal that sucked in air like a vacuum.

Elsewhere, in a world whose end has passed years ago...

Nothing. Nothing to do anymore.
A woman walked through the halls of her family palace, situated on an island of the sky. With the end of the world having already happened, there was nobody to judge. Strangely, it was not a an ending that was gradual, but abrupt. The world shattered and in the Void, only her family, servants and all property seemed to remain untouched by whatever had happened to the world outside of the palace's borders.
I am thankful that it is now peaceful here. However, I do grow weary of the monotony.
Already a master of the her Summoner staff against simulated enemies, she had grown tired of demigod class enemies. With nothing else to do, she went for walks, trying out the the many treasures and relics that lie in her family's storehouse. There, she would find many items to amuse herself. Servants she passed by in the halls bowed their heads in reverence to her. Leaving the main house, she walked across the property to the storehouse, bringing along a trusted maid. Looking to the short horizon of what remained of her world, wondering why the land received light and received clouds and rain. she spoke as she looked at the violet sky, giant crystals floating in the far off horizon.
"Tell me, how is your family?"
"They are doing well, my goddess."
"I am pleased. What of the other servants?"
"They are happy and in good health, my lady."
Innacent looked back at the servant, giving a gaze that pierced the maid's very soul.
"Tell me the truth."
The maid fidgeted, and looked at the ground.
"The truth... is that they are growing tired yet scared of this change in the world. They know they are safe here, but they do not know why it is like this. The constant, dull fear is causing them to grow weary."
The goddess stopped walking, and looked around at the land once more. The grass healthy and green, and a nearby mountain still snow-capped, she knew all too well how one could tire of the same landscape.
"When our world changed, I felt that I could simply wait out what has happened. But now, even I have grown tired of this. It is time for something to change."
Resuming her walk, she reached the storehouse, with the servant following closely behind. Holding out her hand, the massive door unlocked and opened for her. Walking in alone, she turned around and motioned for the maid to follow, much to the mortal's surprise.
"Come. Search with me."
"Yes, my lady."
Joining the goddess, the maid looked around at the giant room. Its inside was many times larger than its outside, baffling the woman. Walking between the shelves of relics, Innacent examined and tried relics she never tried. Happening across a dark crystal orb, she picked it up and began examining it. Twisting the rings, she heard a violin song come from it, and the image of a man playing it as woman listened formed. In surprise, she jumped. The maid, looking at another item, glanced at the orb before going back to the other items she had been examining. An orb playing music did not interest her in particular, but what the image was familiar, and the song itself was.
"Two thousand years ago, that song..."
Excitement built up within her and she began crying. Spinning around, she showed the orb to the maid.
Or that is what she tried.
Swatting the maid with her nine tails, Innacent leveled the unsuspecting maid. Not paying attention, she looked at the orb as it played the violin music.
"I never thought I would see him again..."
The maid slowly stood up, embarrassed. Not from being knocked down, but from feeling the soft fur of a fox-wolf combination goddess. She watched as Innacent watched the orb and listened to its music.
"You knew him, my goddess?"
Enthralled by what she saw, she continued watching, unable to notice the maid's questions.

 

OOT
Name- Jason
Age- 25
Sex- Male
Weapons- Sword, his close to abnormal speed, and two wrist worn hidden blades
Class- Assassin
Ability- used as an absolute last resort he gets a brief moment of superhuman strength at the cost of extreme damage to his body

"Wooohooo a letter from the queen and king hell yeah I wanna participate in the challenges I just hope they can keep me entertained for a while nothing really keeps me satisfied anymore but with the kings reputation for making challenges this should"

Jason the headed to where the challenges were supposed to take place at he came to the first challenge and read the door at the entrance it said. For your first challenge you will have to beat your closest friend in a battle to the death. This didn't bother Jason because he knew it would just be an allusion with the skills of his friend how you may ask simple his closest friend is already dead and he doesn't have an more friends. So the battle begun Jason drew his sword and got in his stance he let his opponent make the first move he paired the attack leaving them open for a counter he slashed them right across the chest killing them in one blow. "Is that all you got if so this will be easy I didn't even try". This being said made the king furious with Jason no one says they kings challenges are easy and gets away wit it or that's what the king thought but as he went to send more enemy's at Jason when he looked up Jason was already gone and heading to challenge two.

Night started to come around and Jason said in his head this looks like a good spot to camp out. Jason set up camp and shortly after he fell asleep when he awoke in the morning he ate fish from the pond near him and some heroes he picked with his knowledge of plant life being an asset to him. Jason the set out to continue his adventure and ended up falling down into a dark pit.

 

Oran looked up at the Boar and smirked.
"I've seen better. And bigger. Ol' pirate addage; 'There is always a bigger boat. Well..."
Oran propped himself against the mast, his head resting on his hands.
"...unless you're The Leviathan. Then you don't have anything to worry about. Except the gods striking you down."

OOT: Just for context, The Leviathan is mythical/legendary ship that is often mistaken for a colossal sea monster and is considered by most seafarers as not existing or a fairytale.

 

Leif thought about it for a moment, then nodded.
"Yeah, that sounds about right. Friendship. It's pretty great. Magical, even."
Seeing that this conversation was going nowhere quickly, he motioned for the sirens to follow him.
"Come on, I'll escort you back to the ship so you don't get jumped by pissed off sailors."
He led the way back to the ship, talking to the sirens as they walked along.
"Okay, a couple of things about Captain Leon. He can be pretty hot-headed, but he's a good guy...and he's a sucker for love, justice and friendship, so if you lead with that, you should be able to get him on your side. That's what we're after 'cause if he tells the crew that you're on the level, they won't give you any trouble."
He stopped for a moment and turned to them.
"Just, uh...make sure you have an excuse for doing the mind control stuff. He might be a little sore about that. You DO have a good explanation for that, right?"

I'm still a little concerned about the sirens, but after seeing Leif down on the beach, I'm sure the situation's under control. He'll chase off those sirens in no time! I decide to leave it alone for now and give Donavan my full attention when he comes up here and starts talking.

I take a good, long look at the Regal Boar when it comes in and smile back at Donavan.
"Ahh, she's a fine ship! Ah can tell she's been inna fight or two. She's got character! Ah can appreciate that. An' that armor's lookin' real tough, ta boot!"
It's a warship, to be sure. From top to bottom, it's clearly built for battle without a whole lot of bells and whistles like the Dragon. In comparison, my ship must look like a luxury cruise ship built for a noble. But I can appreciate the-- how should I say it?-- rustic charm of Donavan's ship, too. It's made for one thing and one thing only: maximum pirating!
"It's a pleasure ta see the genuine article, that's fer sure. Ah can see why yer so proud of her."
This might be a weird place for my mind to wander, but I'm secretly wondering which one of our ships would win in a firefight. His ship's got almost as much firepower as mine and it definitely has more armor. The thing is, that armor has got to be pretty heavy, so the Dragon would have the advantage in speed. It would be a battle to the ages, for sure. But it would be a costly battle too, so I'm glad they're on our side!

Feeling a warmth on his cheek that wasn't there a moment ago and faintly hearing Trinity's voice gently calling out to him, Mordred slowly began to stir, waking up from the most restful sleep he'd had in quite some time. He opened his eyes and saw Trinity looking back at him with a warm, comforting expression. When he spoke, his voice was softer than his usual cold and stoic tone, a slight but noticeable change from the way he acted around others.
"Good morning, Trinity. Did you have a good night's sleep?"

 

OOT ignoore the part about the letter in my last post instead Jason was just there to gather some supplies and materials he needed for this equipment maintainence.


Jason had contested all the challenges on this island he knew something was wrong he had come here before and there was nothing on this island. So he decided to head into town he saw a poster about a challenge that all types of warriors where invited to. And it was from the royal family itself Jason knew that this was what he was looking for he set out to the boats immediately. After getting his maintenance done on his equipment. When he arrived there were two ships waiting he'd prefer to take his own but was too lazy to do that and with no one to talk to that would be so boring. He decided to go on the one with the captain he heard so much about donavin. Jason was then walking up to board the ship when one of the crew members asked him what his business he showed them the poster
"I would like to speak to your captain"
The man told Jason to follow him and took him to where both captains were standing. Both captains were standing on the same ship. Jason approached them both, showing them the paper he found on the bulletin and mentioned hearing rumors of a group that headed to this island."Would either of you happen to have room on your ship?" "Also it is an honor to meet you captain donavin and you too captain Leon I've heard so much praise about you from my master. I just hope that we don't get caught off guard by anyone that's out there looking to steal some cargo. I did once and that's how I got this scar on my left eye and the reason my best friend is now dead. I swore that for him I would keep living life the best I could because I don't want anyone to suffer the same fate I did. When you loose the person closest to you it's a pit of despair not many climb out of I was just one of the lucky ones I guess."

 

"Friendship?" Melody suggested lamely.

"Bringing the music in our souls to others?" Crescendo said. "To become famous."

"To go to where the Jelly Queen is!" Forte yelled drunkenly.