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Post by wrath01 on Jun 17, 2010 13:50:30 GMT -5
[/font] ---------------------------------------------------------[/center] this thread is played along with vladimir ilossa and takes place in inferno's temple. the interest is pretty high, so don't worry about short posts. the theme of this thread is lulzy and chaotic, and it's all thanks for the amazing wrath to make this happen. he's currently wearing inferno king bed clothes + kingly outfit, so you must know what it looks like. there's something else? well, i'm listening to larger than life by the backstreet boys. cool, huh? this post has a total of 951 in it. big, yes?
[/justify][/size][/blockquote] --------------------------------------------------------- DAYS were never going to get better than this! He had a good time going to the Devil's Pit, but a nice nap after being in all of that lava became a good medicine. It was rare enough to see the Inferno King in a good mood, considering the fact that he has a gloomy expression on 24/7 and doesn't let anyone see his cheerful episodes. every time something got down -- someone interrupting his good days or just interrupting him in general, it usually ends up with him being a frenzy, creating fires everywhere he went. Anyone else that wasn't native to this land can't survive in the sweltering heat, but if they have a charm or spell that protects them from the fire and lava, then that's different. He was lying down on his bed, which consisted of a king sized (of course), complete with the bedding colors similar to fire and having immunity to the heat, flames, and lava. No one can go on it unless he said they could, which even Onyx himself found ridiculous, but to keep the people of Volkenon in high hopes of their ruler, he definitely needs to act like a king, and it's not like he wanted to become the king. he could've been the king of Titania and turn the kingdom around to a new path. It was the morning, according to his intuition. No one can tell if it was morning or night. The sky was a dark red, and there was barely a trace of blue or a white cloud in site. It was truly sad.
AMONG the kingdom's people, he was the only one that went out of his way to leave the kingdom on important matters. Especially with Odin, whom traded his youngest daughter Embla as a bride and his Gungnir Spear to negotiate a peace treaty, when in fact, it was a war treaty. He hated Odin, but he had to act out a loose alliance with the fellow titan and keep close ties with the citizens of his kingdom. Some were spies that were born and raised in Raganival, and some were from other parts of Erion. People were shocked to see that the Inferno King looked so human, whilst some know that his true form consisted of a scary, fiery beast composed of fire and metal. He kept a low profile when out traveling, often having a few Vulcans flanking his side, disguised with a lot of cloths around their red skin. He needed to think of a better form of transportation: something that conceals himself from prying eyes. Probably an invisible spell? He might consider that, but let's not dwell on these thoughts of his. He climbed out of his bed and was immediately met with three Efreet and one Vulcan, receiving the raise of an eyebrow from the colossal king was all they got.
"WHY this sudden intrusion?" He spoke darkly, the ends of his shoulder length hair lighting on fire, yet there wasn't any harm done to him. Fire constantly jumped on him like a puppy, and nothing happened to him. He was born at the bottom of a volcano, after all. He was given these immunities from the Gods and Goddesses of Fire and Lava. He just woke up, and his most trusted guards already filing into his room without permission?! "Lord Onyx." The vulcan knelt down first, followed with the efreet soon after her. "It appears that someone would dare to trespass into your quarters. Forgive us for our sudden intrusion, my lord." Someone daring to trespass into his quarters, without permission?! Who the hell do they think they are; some person believing they can brave the blazing inferno volcanos, and fire coming out of the cracks at random? Furious and curious at the same time to see who this person was, he grabbed the clothes that he wore when there wasn't something important he had to do: a tunic and a pare of pants, but it was something that a king would wear.
HE arrived just in front of the entrance and opened the doors himself, looking down at someone with brown hair and a scowl on his face, being held by two vulcans while one efreet was in front of the intruder, whilst another one was behind him. "My lord!" The leading vulcan -- the one that came to his bedroom, came in front of Onyx and knelt down yet again, getting up soon afterwards with an angry scowl on her face. "This is the intruder! He was muttering about visiting you as if he was your best friend!" She exclaimed, pointing at the intruder while she talked. He took a solid four minutes to register the intruder's face, and something registered in his mind. "Wait. I'll deal with him personally. Tell the other soldiers to go back to their posts and duties." "But my -- alright. Understood." The vulcan yelled at everyone else, telling them to go back to their posts whilst she went back to hers afterwards, taking a good look at Onyx as she walked up the steps and into the temple. When no one was in ear shot, sensing, nor seeing, he burned off the ropes that were tied around the intruder's wrists, a frown gracing his lips at that thought. He didn't like it when he went face to face with someone that was tied up like this. Metal was better, since it was looser on the person, save for rope -- it wasn't any better.
HE crouched down, going eye to eye level with the man, his eyes flickering with flames as he spoke. "Vladimir Islossa. What are you doing here exactly?"
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Post by VLADIMIR ILOSSA on Jun 18, 2010 21:34:38 GMT -5
 . . "Hey, now there's something you don't see everyday."
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What a heat, by now Vladimir knew why mortals never dared to come near volcanic wasteland. Being lost in at a middle of nowhere with fire spewing out from the cracks of the ground, river of magma, and trying to brave through the temperature was never a good sign. According to one of the residents he was heading for the right direction to the exit of the Volkenon, but something didn’t seem quite right…. He was in front of Inferno’s temple, where the Titan, Onyx resided. Great, now he was officially lost going back to his homeland.
Not that everyone in his corps looked forward to seeing him anyways. Among the berserkers, Vladimir was actually one of the youngest warriors of the Aesir to reach such rank. His laziness and lack of enthusiasm to go to war unlike them made him a black sheep among the berserkers of his country; of course he didn’t care what they thought of him, Vladimir had other things to worry about other than what they thought of him. All he could think of was just finding a nice place to lie down, relax, sleep, and drink some cool alcoholic beverage for him to drink.
He took out a cooler potion from the side and drank some of it down. For a moment at least it would keep him alive from sheer temperature of the wasteland, but as he walked towards the temple the guards pointed their weapons at him. From what he saw they weren’t approving of his entrance with a possibility of a brawl going on. Vladimir scratched the back of his head, this happened to him earlier when he came to visit Embla. Those soldiers were sure paranoid about Aesir warriors, and he thought that all of them were in good terms by now.
“Mind if I see Onyx?” He asked, “I kind of need to ask him a question.”
“You will not pass through us, Aesir’s barbarian!” They closed into his position with spears and swords pointed directly at him. He had no intentions of starting a fight in this area, if he did this would be an act of war. Any other normal berserkers would’ve bashed their way through, but again he was rather different among them. Vladimir gave out an irritated sigh and raised both of his hands in the air as the soldiers started to disarm him of his weaponry, but the weapon were so heavy that three of them were required to lift such a monstrous two-handed sword that was equipped on his back.
Shortly, he was tied up in ropes as the two Vulcans dragged him up the temple and was thrown down before Onyx. He lazily looked up, studying Onyx’s features. He was an immense titan, and he was taken by surprise that he actually looked like a human, now that was something that one would see every day. This made things a lot easier; he might actually be able to ask him things more comfortably…. Despite the fact that towered over him.
"Wait. I'll deal with him personally. Tell the other soldiers to go back to their posts and duties."
One of the Vulcans wanted to object to that statement, but before the titan they followed the orders that they were given. Shortly after he was burned off the bonds that he was tied to, “Your soldiers are extremely paranoid, I thought you guys were in good hands with Aesir now.” He rubbed his wrist as he sat up and by the time he looked up to face Onyx he was crouching face to face with him, asking what he was doing here. Vladimir shrugged, “I lost track of where I was going, one of the residents told me that this way was to the exit of Volkenon. So, since you live here I thought I would ask for directions?”
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Notes;; I'm sorry that I took so long. D:
Muse;; Moderate.
Listening to;; Viva la Vida - Coldplay
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Post by wrath01 on Jun 18, 2010 22:02:50 GMT -5
[/font] ---------------------------------------------------------[/center] this thread is played along with vladimir ilossa and takes place in inferno's temple. the interest is pretty high, so don't worry about short posts. the theme of this thread is lulzy and chaotic, and it's all thanks for the amazing wrath to make this happen. he's currently wearing inferno king bed clothes + kingly outfit, so you must know what it looks like. there's something else? well, i'm listening to one winged angel by the japan orchestra. cool, huh? this post has a total of 566 in it. big, yes?
[/justify][/size][/blockquote] --------------------------------------------------------- VLADIMIR, the person that was standing in front of him, being that Aesir soldier he always knew. Honestly, he didn't know as to why he became friends with the guy, but he was laid back and relaxed just like him. It wasn't everyday someone managed to penetrate that unfriendly wall Onyx always puts up. Even though the colossal man didn't remember what happened on their first meeting, he was still friends with the berserker, even if he was from the nation where Odin gave up his daughter in hopes of a peace treaty. He blinked rapidly at the shorter one's statement, standing up as he helped the man up. "They're fire after all. Wild, passionate, over-fucking-protective of me." He said, shaking his head at the part where he said they're fire, knowing that he himself is fire and lava joined together, but it didn't mean that a titan has to have the personality of the mighty element fire. He can control that element; something that Onyx was proud of and among his other magical abilities. He wasn't on part with Onyx and the Three Wise Men when it came to that, but with physical prowess and fighting with swords and no magic, then he was the true ruler of that.
"YOU should've fought back." He said. "If they dared to even kill you, I'll just release my entire inferno hell upon them." He said, sighing as he sat on the steps that lead up to the temple: where he resided, as well as Vulcans and Efreets that guarded him on a daily basis. He kept an eye on six that guarded the front; three vulcan and three efreet -- such a strange twist of events: trying to get even with both numbers and genders. He didn't do this -- probably the head Vulcan of the Vulcans and the head Efreet of the Efreets. "They must have told you a lie then. This isn't the exit. My residence -- the temple behind me, is always behind all the forces in front. The palace is situated in front, while my temple is placed in the back." He replied, cracking his fingers effortlessly, as he tilted his head to the left, looking at something in the sky that only the keen eye can see. He wanted to part that sky up -- the red and black that blocked it. He wanted to see the blue sky and white clouds, but no; if he did, more than half of Titania will burn to a crisp like lighting a match to a piece of paper. "Here." His right hand glowed, grabbing Vlad's right arm swiftly and firmly as the glow pulsed into the younger man's body. "A protective charm. Now you won't be affected by the flames, but when you leave, it'll wear off." Onyx replied, grabbing the cooler potion the boy had and shook it a little. "I'll refill this and give you an extra one later."
SOMETHING lit up inside of that huge, sophisticated mind of his. "While you're here... would you like to see the inside of the temple?" If you haven't already noticed, Onyx opened up quite a bit when it came to his friends; one that can stand his impatient attitude, violent behavior, and reserved nature. Vlad was the one that can stand the impatient and reserved, but what about the other parts? We'll wait and see.
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Post by VLADIMIR ILOSSA on Jun 23, 2010 15:55:21 GMT -5
 . . "Me, invited inside your house?"
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Vladimir and Onyx were pretty good friends despite their ranks. His friend was an almighty ruler of Volkenon, massive in height, but alike in personality. Both of them were laid-back and always relaxed hell, they had so much in common Vladimir had no problem of getting along with this flaming giant. On the other hand they kept their friendship in secret, because philosophy of this world never worked that way. No higher-ups would ever be friends with the lower-class, as stupid as that sounded that was how things worked around here.
As he stood up he dusted off his leather armor. A lot of the parts turned black due to the heat that was given off from Volkenon, now without his weapon he felt rather exposed and insecure. Vladimir never liked fighting or drawing his weapon to swing it around like a maniac, but it was unexplainable thing that was so attached to him. Now it gave of a weird feeling without it on his back. Vladimir never took his weapon off unless he was sleeping or drinking. The oversized sword saved his life countless times that he became rather attached to it as if it was his child; however, it wasn’t like he valued the weapon over his life anyway.
The berserker shook off the weird feeling on his back and turned his attention back to his friend, “I think you ought to teach them how to cool off a little.” He joked, “You know, like have a session on asking first before whipping their weapons out in front of someone’s faces.”
Then the titan went off ranting that Vladimir should’ve fought back. Really, if he did fight back things might’ve ended up either messy or cause a massive problem between Aesir and Volkenon, and plus he never liked to swing his sword around unless it was absolutely necessary. It was troublesome to fight anyways, so why bother? Vladimir shrugged at the inferno king’s statement, “It could’ve caused a lot of problems. Besides, it’s too much work to fight and kill anyway.” He placed his hands on his waist and with that the king placed his protective charm on him so that he won’t burn to death from the fire of Volkenon, but it would wear off as soon as he leaves this area. Now that was helpful.
"They must have told you a lie then. This isn't the exit. My residence -- the temple behind me, is always behind all the forces in front. The palace is situated in front, while my temple is placed in the back."
“Well, thanks for the directions. I should get going and-.” Abruptly the king invited him inside his palace. Wow, that was rare. Vladimir was never invited to anyone’s home before; it was actually his first time going into someone else’s house for a change. Then again, it didn’t hurt to take his time to go back to Aesir, besides he might as well stop and take a look around his friend’s gigantic house where everything is oversized. Who knows? He might actually find a bed to sleep in for a while. “Eh, I see no harm in it. Why not?” Vladimir replied, “I have nothing else to do when I go back anyways.”
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Notes;; I'm sorry that I took so long. D:
Muse;; Moderate.
Listening to;; Viva la Vida - Coldplay
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