I know Creation isn't completed yet, but it's gone too long without an update. You know enough for me to keep going with this. Enjoy!
Spoiler for Vampire!Fate pt.3a (Nanoha):
I looked at Fate with a mix between shock and sadness. Her story was so sad that I really didn't know what to say. Having gone through all that and yet she's still here, smiling and laughing and doing whatever she wants. "It's in the past," she told me lightly, a small ironic grin on her face now. "It's like something bad happening in your life and years later you get over it. Don't be sad over my past, because my future is what's important."
"I see," I still felt bad for her, though.
"Ask."
"Huh?" I blinked and looked at her again.
"You're holding back. Go ahead and ask me. Better to get the bulk out of the way now so I won't be annoyed for the next month by questions every day. Go ahead." She took my hand when I hesistated.
"Okay, um..." I flushed. "No one has ever... bitten me, right?"
"Right."
"Why?"
"You're marked." Fate reached forward and traced a design on my neck. "When a vampire is strong enough they can infuse a little of their power into a person. You have a mark on you that only those with enhanced senses can see. Any vampire worth his salt will know that if they bite you, I would kill them."
"Fate-chan!" I stopped. I knew she's killed before but hearing it...
"Yes," She asnwered, meeting my eyes. "I still kill. Vampires. I don't hurt for the sake of hurting. I don't kill for the sake of killing. I am old, I am desensatized to it. I will kill in the future, and I will kill paladins as they engage me. I promise you this, though, I will never do it unless it's required."
I would have to accept that. "I trust you." It felt odd but I knew... her hands were too soft to be a mass murderer like the past... "Okay," I took a breath. "How do you turn people? Into Vampires, I mean."
She grimaced. "It sucks. They have to drink enough of my blood to overwrite their own. Just as I drink human's blood to create my own special type, a human can drink mine to taint their own. It's not much at first, but as they go their body starts to require the vampire cells to survive. Since you can't make your own, you have to drink blood to get what you need to create it. Want specifics?"
"No thanks... So just... That's a lot of blood isn't it?"
"For a small child it's not, but for an adult... yes it's a lot. A vampire can either do it all at once, which is easier on the human, or over the span of about a week, which is easier on the vampire."
I pondered this. "Explain?"
"For example, if they drank enough to fill their stomach, the human would have enough to convert their body into what's needed to create the cells from normal blood, and their body would start doing it. Once their blood is completly converted, then they will need an outside source because they no longer have normal blood. The vampire would be out of commission for several days because their blood is so low. It's enough to kill them if they're not careful."
"And the other way?" I didn't want her to go through that...
"Drink a little at a time. The human would be in a lot of pain over the course of a week, as their body battles it out with the new substance, but the vampire has time to recover, to refill their own blood and drink others."
"And a vampire... I never recall you telling me you got sick?"
"A vampire doesn't get sick," Fate cut herself off and stared at me. She knew what I was thinking now...
"Can you..."
"No." She glared. "I will not."
I felt hurt. "But, Fate-chan, you said-"
"No."
"WHY!?" I demanded, shocked as my own voice rose. I was confused now... if she told me her story, and wanted me to accept her... If she could take away this pain!
"You don't fully understand...." I she softened and I felt myself being pulled into a hug. "Nanoha...I'm sorry."
I sighed into her arms, still confused. Maybe it was something I was missing... but still... The thought that I could be cured still lingered in my mind.
A.) Nanoha
B.)Fate
Wohoo, finally an update This part had a lot of interesting information regarding vampires imo.
I vote B, just because I want to know what Fate wants or thinks.
I know Creation isn't completed yet, but it's gone too long without an update. You know enough for me to keep going with this. Enjoy!
Spoiler for Vampire!Fate pt.3a (Nanoha):
I looked at Fate with a mix between shock and sadness. Her story was so sad that I really didn't know what to say. Having gone through all that and yet she's still here, smiling and laughing and doing whatever she wants. "It's in the past," she told me lightly, a small ironic grin on her face now. "It's like something bad happening in your life and years later you get over it. Don't be sad over my past, because my future is what's important."
"I see," I still felt bad for her, though.
"Ask."
"Huh?" I blinked and looked at her again.
"You're holding back. Go ahead and ask me. Better to get the bulk out of the way now so I won't be annoyed for the next month by questions every day. Go ahead." She took my hand when I hesistated.
"Okay, um..." I flushed. "No one has ever... bitten me, right?"
"Right."
"Why?"
"You're marked." Fate reached forward and traced a design on my neck. "When a vampire is strong enough they can infuse a little of their power into a person. You have a mark on you that only those with enhanced senses can see. Any vampire worth his salt will know that if they bite you, I would kill them."
"Fate-chan!" I stopped. I knew she's killed before but hearing it...
"Yes," She asnwered, meeting my eyes. "I still kill. Vampires. I don't hurt for the sake of hurting. I don't kill for the sake of killing. I am old, I am desensatized to it. I will kill in the future, and I will kill paladins as they engage me. I promise you this, though, I will never do it unless it's required."
I would have to accept that. "I trust you." It felt odd but I knew... her hands were too soft to be a mass murderer like the past... "Okay," I took a breath. "How do you turn people? Into Vampires, I mean."
She grimaced. "It sucks. They have to drink enough of my blood to overwrite their own. Just as I drink human's blood to create my own special type, a human can drink mine to taint their own. It's not much at first, but as they go their body starts to require the vampire cells to survive. Since you can't make your own, you have to drink blood to get what you need to create it. Want specifics?"
"No thanks... So just... That's a lot of blood isn't it?"
"For a small child it's not, but for an adult... yes it's a lot. A vampire can either do it all at once, which is easier on the human, or over the span of about a week, which is easier on the vampire."
I pondered this. "Explain?"
"For example, if they drank enough to fill their stomach, the human would have enough to convert their body into what's needed to create the cells from normal blood, and their body would start doing it. Once their blood is completly converted, then they will need an outside source because they no longer have normal blood. The vampire would be out of commission for several days because their blood is so low. It's enough to kill them if they're not careful."
"And the other way?" I didn't want her to go through that...
"Drink a little at a time. The human would be in a lot of pain over the course of a week, as their body battles it out with the new substance, but the vampire has time to recover, to refill their own blood and drink others."
"And a vampire... I never recall you telling me you got sick?"
"A vampire doesn't get sick," Fate cut herself off and stared at me. She knew what I was thinking now...
"Can you..."
"No." She glared. "I will not."
I felt hurt. "But, Fate-chan, you said-"
"No."
"WHY!?" I demanded, shocked as my own voice rose. I was confused now... if she told me her story, and wanted me to accept her... If she could take away this pain!
"You don't fully understand...." I she softened and I felt myself being pulled into a hug. "Nanoha...I'm sorry."
I sighed into her arms, still confused. Maybe it was something I was missing... but still... The thought that I could be cured still lingered in my mind.
A.) Nanoha
B.)Fate
Yay, finally an update. Very interesting part. Now we know how the turning is done. Hmm... but I wonder why Fate won't turn Nanoha. Must be a good reason. I vote B
I know Creation isn't completed yet, but it's gone too long without an update. You know enough for me to keep going with this. Enjoy!
Spoiler for Vampire!Fate pt.3a (Nanoha):
I looked at Fate with a mix between shock and sadness. Her story was so sad that I really didn't know what to say. Having gone through all that and yet she's still here, smiling and laughing and doing whatever she wants. "It's in the past," she told me lightly, a small ironic grin on her face now. "It's like something bad happening in your life and years later you get over it. Don't be sad over my past, because my future is what's important."
"I see," I still felt bad for her, though.
"Ask."
"Huh?" I blinked and looked at her again.
"You're holding back. Go ahead and ask me. Better to get the bulk out of the way now so I won't be annoyed for the next month by questions every day. Go ahead." She took my hand when I hesistated.
"Okay, um..." I flushed. "No one has ever... bitten me, right?"
"Right."
"Why?"
"You're marked." Fate reached forward and traced a design on my neck. "When a vampire is strong enough they can infuse a little of their power into a person. You have a mark on you that only those with enhanced senses can see. Any vampire worth his salt will know that if they bite you, I would kill them."
"Fate-chan!" I stopped. I knew she's killed before but hearing it...
"Yes," She asnwered, meeting my eyes. "I still kill. Vampires. I don't hurt for the sake of hurting. I don't kill for the sake of killing. I am old, I am desensatized to it. I will kill in the future, and I will kill paladins as they engage me. I promise you this, though, I will never do it unless it's required."
I would have to accept that. "I trust you." It felt odd but I knew... her hands were too soft to be a mass murderer like the past... "Okay," I took a breath. "How do you turn people? Into Vampires, I mean."
She grimaced. "It sucks. They have to drink enough of my blood to overwrite their own. Just as I drink human's blood to create my own special type, a human can drink mine to taint their own. It's not much at first, but as they go their body starts to require the vampire cells to survive. Since you can't make your own, you have to drink blood to get what you need to create it. Want specifics?"
"No thanks... So just... That's a lot of blood isn't it?"
"For a small child it's not, but for an adult... yes it's a lot. A vampire can either do it all at once, which is easier on the human, or over the span of about a week, which is easier on the vampire."
I pondered this. "Explain?"
"For example, if they drank enough to fill their stomach, the human would have enough to convert their body into what's needed to create the cells from normal blood, and their body would start doing it. Once their blood is completly converted, then they will need an outside source because they no longer have normal blood. The vampire would be out of commission for several days because their blood is so low. It's enough to kill them if they're not careful."
"And the other way?" I didn't want her to go through that...
"Drink a little at a time. The human would be in a lot of pain over the course of a week, as their body battles it out with the new substance, but the vampire has time to recover, to refill their own blood and drink others."
"And a vampire... I never recall you telling me you got sick?"
"A vampire doesn't get sick," Fate cut herself off and stared at me. She knew what I was thinking now...
"Can you..."
"No." She glared. "I will not."
I felt hurt. "But, Fate-chan, you said-"
"No."
"WHY!?" I demanded, shocked as my own voice rose. I was confused now... if she told me her story, and wanted me to accept her... If she could take away this pain!
"You don't fully understand...." I she softened and I felt myself being pulled into a hug. "Nanoha...I'm sorry."
I sighed into her arms, still confused. Maybe it was something I was missing... but still... The thought that I could be cured still lingered in my mind.
A.) Nanoha
B.)Fate
B
I hope Fate isn't holding out on Nanoha for Yuuno XD
Gotta be a catch somewhere, things are never easy! Obviously Nanoha would become a Vampire, but that would be so awesome. Whats Fate got against a more aggressive Nanoha?
The battle was nearing its end. They both knew it. HE knew it. The combatants stared at each other from across the field of battle with their determined, stern looks. Neither was willing to flinch or show any weakness at this crucial point. Even as the cold wind blew, neither lost their composure or even seemed to take notice.
Destiny.
Fate.
Prophecy.
A grunt escaped the taller man's throat. To him, it was a load of garbage. Their was no such thing as predetermined encounters or coincidences. His path was his own to forge and he wouldn't let anything stand in his way. No prophecy. No ancient drawings. No 'visions.'
"Yugi!" exclaimed Seto Kaiba, "There is no such thing as destiny. I will defeat you here and now by my own power!"
Across from him, the shorter young man glared back.
"Even after everything you have witnessed so far, Kaiba? The visions, the ancient tablet that depicted the duel from 3,000 years ago between two individuals that resembled ourselves? Those two monster that we ourselves wield as our most power cards?"
Seta scoffed at his rival. "It means nothing! How can something 3,000 years old affect me, right now? My path is my own to forge and I shall show that right here, right now!" His free hand hovered over his Duel Disk and pressed a button. "Reverse card, open! Resurrection!"
In front of him, the holographic card rose, revealing the magic card to Yugi.
"From my cemetery, I special summon The Black Lightning!"
A figure rose onto the battlefield, dressed in black and wielding a large, broadsword with a blade made of yellow energies.
"Also, I set one reverse card and end my turn."
"My turn. Draw!"
Seto smirked. "Launch trap card: Last Battle!!" The card he had just set rotated upwards, revealing the trap card. "This ends now, Yugi! I discard all cards in my hand on my side of the field except one monster. You also discard your hand and all cards on your field. Then special summon one monster from your deck which is then forced into battle with my own."
His opponent reluctantly discarded his hand and his card he had set his previous turn. With his remaining deck in hand, he shifted through them looking for a monster card. But he knew what he was looking for. He would make Seto see that they were part of something bigger. Much bigger. Even if it meant losing this duel.
"I special summon The White Devil!"
The mage materialized onto the field, dressed in white with staff ready for battle. Seto stared in mild shock. That monster was weaker than his own, but...this scene. This battle. It was exactly like what was depicted on that ancient tablet. Yugi was mocking him! It had to be! But that was his mistake and he would come out on top and win this duel.
"The Black Lightning, attack The White Devil with Jet Zamber!"
"Go, attack with Starlight Breaker!"
Both monsters obeyed their master's command and their energies collided in a violent explosion.
Internet connection goes whack on me and suddenly there's...*stares* pages and pages and even MORE PAGES of backlog?! TT^TT
Well...um, hi to the new (!?) people...Naolin, I'm a big fan of yours >///< and, um, sorry munchy can't comment on all that's been posted because...well, I haven't finished reading through all of it! *whines*
Advice request: sift though backlog or read it bit by bit together with updates?
I miss everyone (and the thread)! Except the next time I can even access it is unknown...
The battle was nearing its end. They both knew it. HE knew it. The combatants stared at each other from across the field of battle with their determined, stern looks. Neither was willing to flinch or show any weakness at this crucial point. Even as the cold wind blew, neither lost their composure or even seemed to take notice.
Destiny.
Fate.
Prophecy.
A grunt escaped the taller man's throat. To him, it was a load of garbage. Their was no such thing as predetermined encounters or coincidences. His path was his own to forge and he wouldn't let anything stand in his way. No prophecy. No ancient drawings. No 'visions.'
"Yugi!" exclaimed Seto Kaiba, "There is no such thing as destiny. I will defeat you here and now by my own power!"
Across from him, the shorter young man glared back.
"Even after everything you have witnessed so far, Kaiba? The visions, the ancient tablet that depicted the duel from 3,000 years ago between two individuals that resembled ourselves? Those two monster that we ourselves wield as our most power cards?"
Seta scoffed at his rival. "It means nothing! How can something 3,000 years old affect me, right now? My path is my own to forge and I shall show that right here, right now!" His free hand hovered over his Duel Disk and pressed a button. "Reverse card, open! Resurrection!"
In front of him, the holographic card rose, revealing the magic card to Yugi.
"From my cemetery, I special summon The Black Lightning!"
A figure rose onto the battlefield, dressed in black and wielding a large, broadsword with a blade made of yellow energies.
"Also, I set one reverse card and end my turn."
"My turn. Draw!"
Seto smirked. "Launch trap card: Last Battle!!" The card he had just set rotated upwards, revealing the trap card. "This ends now, Yugi! I discard all cards in my hand on my side of the field except one monster. You also discard your hand and all cards on your field. Then special summon one monster from your deck which is then forced into battle with my own."
His opponent reluctantly discarded his hand and his card he had set his previous turn. With his remaining deck in hand, he shifted through them looking for a monster card. But he knew what he was looking for. He would make Seto see that they were part of something bigger. Much bigger. Even if it meant losing this duel.
"I special summon The White Devil!"
The mage materialized onto the field, dressed in white with staff ready for battle. Seto stared in mild shock. That monster was weaker than his own, but...this scene. This battle. It was exactly like what was depicted on that ancient tablet. Yugi was mocking him! It had to be! But that was his mistake and he would come out on top and win this duel.
"The Black Lightning, attack The White Devil with Jet Zamber!"
"Go, attack with Starlight Breaker!"
Both monsters obeyed their master's command and their energies collided in a violent explosion.
The battle was nearing its end. They both knew it. HE knew it. The combatants stared at each other from across the field of battle with their determined, stern looks. Neither was willing to flinch or show any weakness at this crucial point. Even as the cold wind blew, neither lost their composure or even seemed to take notice.
Destiny.
Fate.
Prophecy.
A grunt escaped the taller man's throat. To him, it was a load of garbage. Their was no such thing as predetermined encounters or coincidences. His path was his own to forge and he wouldn't let anything stand in his way. No prophecy. No ancient drawings. No 'visions.'
"Yugi!" exclaimed Seto Kaiba, "There is no such thing as destiny. I will defeat you here and now by my own power!"
Across from him, the shorter young man glared back.
"Even after everything you have witnessed so far, Kaiba? The visions, the ancient tablet that depicted the duel from 3,000 years ago between two individuals that resembled ourselves? Those two monster that we ourselves wield as our most power cards?"
Seta scoffed at his rival. "It means nothing! How can something 3,000 years old affect me, right now? My path is my own to forge and I shall show that right here, right now!" His free hand hovered over his Duel Disk and pressed a button. "Reverse card, open! Resurrection!"
In front of him, the holographic card rose, revealing the magic card to Yugi.
"From my cemetery, I special summon The Black Lightning!"
A figure rose onto the battlefield, dressed in black and wielding a large, broadsword with a blade made of yellow energies.
"Also, I set one reverse card and end my turn."
"My turn. Draw!"
Seto smirked. "Launch trap card: Last Battle!!" The card he had just set rotated upwards, revealing the trap card. "This ends now, Yugi! I discard all cards in my hand on my side of the field except one monster. You also discard your hand and all cards on your field. Then special summon one monster from your deck which is then forced into battle with my own."
His opponent reluctantly discarded his hand and his card he had set his previous turn. With his remaining deck in hand, he shifted through them looking for a monster card. But he knew what he was looking for. He would make Seto see that they were part of something bigger. Much bigger. Even if it meant losing this duel.
"I special summon The White Devil!"
The mage materialized onto the field, dressed in white with staff ready for battle. Seto stared in mild shock. That monster was weaker than his own, but...this scene. This battle. It was exactly like what was depicted on that ancient tablet. Yugi was mocking him! It had to be! But that was his mistake and he would come out on top and win this duel.
"The Black Lightning, attack The White Devil with Jet Zamber!"
"Go, attack with Starlight Breaker!"
Both monsters obeyed their master's command and their energies collided in a violent explosion.
*RUNS LIKE HELL*
Ore-Sama-No-Turn!!!! Hehe i really liked this, i have my crack dosage for the day. Mucho Thank You's! I want to know how it ends though !
Also, i finally got around to doing some planning for my Fignum fic. Seems i'm cramming too much into it, or at least moving too slowly. Anyway heres the 3rd part. Let me know what you think.
Spoiler for Fire and Lightning Ch3.:
After finishing up in the bathroom, two towel clad mages had wandered over to Signum’s wardrobe. It seems Fate hadn’t planned ahead when she ran out for a spar. Her uniform was in tatters, and it wasn’t like she could walk around in her barrier jacket for the rest of the time she was here. Deactivating the mirror that acted as the door Fate got a view as to what clothes Signum wore when she wasn’t in her uniform. She was pleasantly surprised to find a fair proportion of girly clothes in particular one small tee-shirt. Picking it off of the hangar she looked at Signum. “Care to explain this one?” Fate asked, in a somewhat amused voice. She held up a pink tee, obviously tight so it would show some of the pink knights mid drift. Across the front was a cute anime styled tabby kitten chasing a ball of wool along with the words ‘Play with me!’ in sparkly bubble letters.
Signum’s jaw dropped, cheeks flaming, quickly dashing over to Fate and grabbing the garment from her hands and stuffing it back in the wardrobe. Fate couldn’t help but giggle slightly. “It was a present from Hayate, back when we were on Earth…” Signum started loudly but then dropped off into a whisper near the end. “Did you ever wear it?” Fate could hardly contain the smirk forming. Signum’s cheeks grew redder, before raising her voice slightly. “It was Christmas alright!” Fate couldn’t stop the laughter now, proud warrior Signum wearing a pink kitten tee-shirt.
Signum shot the blonde girl a glare, trying to emphasize the silent threat of, ‘Tell anyone and you will perish!’ The laughter eventually died down as Fate continued to look through Signum’s clothes; this time under the careful eyes of said person.
Fate eventually settled on some black hot pants and a navy strappy top with an anime style samurai on the front, posed as if he was about to strike. “You should wear some of these feminine clothes more often Signum, you don’t often get to be out of uniform, you should flaunt your figure more.” Fate commented absent mindedly.
Signum looked up at that comment. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed Testarossa, but I’m not exactly the feminine type.” Signum said with a dry smile, as she picked out her usual attire of some white hot pants with light blue stripes down the side and an old baggy tee shirt that Fate would have guessed was another old present from times gone by.
“Just because you’re a knight on the battlefield doesn’t mean you have to be one off it as well.” Fate moved back into the wardrobe after dumping her outfit on the bed. Quickly moving through the clothes she quickly picked out various outfits from dresses to skirts with various matching tops. She was surprised herself at how much there was, all evidently shoved to the side of the wardrobe. “All I ever see you in out of uniform are trousers and tee-shirts or long sleeved tops!” Signum was getting more and more embarrassed from the amount of girly stuff coming out of her wardrobe, she never knew she had so much! “You’re tall, you’ve got killer legs and a cleavage that puts mine to shame…..” Fate finally slowed down from being caught in the moment and looked slightly over at Signum who now had a face that was red enough to rival Vita’s hair. “I, sorry Sig-” Fate didn’t get a chance to finish, “You, you….re… really think so?” Fate could only look on in pleasant surprise at a self-conscious Signum who currently had two hands on the towel where it covered her chest. Trying to judge how much was truth in Fate’s last statement.
Fate started to laugh again causing Signum to look up sharply dropping her hands and folding them promptly across herself. “Testarossa, that’s not funny!” “I’m……I’m sorr- ahah” Fate couln’t stop herself which only resulted in a more deadly glare from Signum. Eventually getting herself under control she thought she had better respond before Signum got the wrong idea. “It’s not what you think Signum, you’re…..you’re the most confident person I know. For you to be all shy about yourself, I just find crazy, you know you had a personal fan club back at section six right?” Now it was Signum’s turn to look shocked. “What?” Fate started giggling again, but contained it before it got out of hand. “They weren’t very discreet; I’m surprised you didn’t notice! they had a rule that the only way one of them could ever be your boyfriend was if they could beat you in a fight.” Fate was showing a full blown grin now. Suddenly some of the past events clicked with Signum. “Is that why I had all those random cadet’s challenge me?” Fate nodded enthusiastically. “If you had of ever lost, you would have been taken on a date!” Signum’s rosy cheeks returned at the thought. “They could have at least told me about their little bargain first, I wouldn’t have gone so easy on them!” Signum huffed, trying to remove the red hue still staining her cheeks. “Well under their rule I’m the only one who ever beat you; does that mean I’m entitled to some dates?” Fate grinned. Signum couldn’t come up with a response to that one other than more blood seeping upwards to her already hot cheeks.
Signum hurriedly moved to go and get changed into her already picked out pajamas and closed the door to the wardrobe, willing her cheeks to return to normal after the thought of taking Testarossa on a date. “Er Signum, aren’t you forgetting something?” Signum turned round to see Fate looking slightly abashed with hands behind her back. Signum only gave her an inquisitive look. “Erm, well, don’t I need something else to go under these er, clothes? I mean unless you don’t…..” Now Signum caught onto what Fate was getting to very quickly. “Ah, er, over here, I never really erm bothered when I’m…yeah”
Signum pulled open a draw over on the other side of the bedroom, revealing various undergarments, causing both mages to blush. “Do you mind Signum, its just that unless you want me to wear the shorts and…” “Its ok Testarossa! Just….just pick what you want and lets go get some food!” Signum moved over to the other side of the bedroom to quickly put on her own set of pajamas. Fate watched Signum walk away and then looked at what was presented in front of her. A surprising large array of various lingerie from black, to white to pink, to some very exotic ones. It seemed Signum had a thing for lingerie, that thought caused Fate to smile, who would have thought, the proud knight Signum liked having a collection of pretty under things. Fate picked out a black matching set with lace and bows decorating both parts. Quite the sexy piece she idly thought as the pulled on the bottom with the shorts before proceeding with the bra.
Signum turned round after changing to see Fate struggling with the bra, she had her back turned. Signum walked over to hear Fate muttering under her breath. “Signum’s can’t be that much bigger than mine surely!” Signum chuckled to herself causing Fate to turn around sharply, blush on her face, hands holding the bra in place. “Need a smaller size?” Fate could hear the smugness in Signum’s voice, obviously proud that it was something else she beat her rival on. Fate could only nod in embarrassment; she couldn’t even counter that one. Signum retrieved another black bra, not quite as decorative as the other, but handed it to Fate to put on as she turned her back on her. “It’s one of Hayte’s old ones from when she stayed here last” Fate could only mumble a thanks as she put it on and promptly pulled the top over. Unfortunately her embarrassment wouldn’t end there as her stomach emitted a rather loud growl causing Signum to smile slightly.
“Hungry?” Fate could only nod again, seemingly having lost her voice. She liked it when Signum smiled, it was a rare occurrence and only seemingly reserved for her friends. Fate kept on seeing it more and more though, being able to pick it up when others didn’t see a change. Signum had a nice smile Fate determined.
Signum looked on at the blushing Fate having been suitably shown up by none other than her stomach. Fate was strong when she had to be, but times like this just made her appear like a cute school girl about to ask out her crush or something. That thought made Signum do a double take. ‘Where did that one come from?’ Upon second glance though, Signum couldn’t stop her smile getting slightly bigger at the thought of one of the TSAB’s aces being compared to a blushing school girl. It seems only people close to her saw this side often, through the tough enforcer shell she usually puts on.
“Come on Testarossa, let’s get you some food before your belly cries out for more” Signum teased as the walked out her bedroom door. Fates eyes shot up at that comment, cheeks darkening more. “Mou! Signum! It’s not that bad!” Fates belly decided to reply to that comment, giving another low gurgle. Signum could be heard laughing from the next room having caught the sound. Fate could have disappeared into a hole at that point. “Mouuu!”
Also, i finally got around to doing some planning for my Fignum fic. Seems i'm cramming too much into it, or at least moving too slowly. Anyway heres the 3rd part. Let me know what you think.
Spoiler for Fire and Lightning Ch3.:
After finishing up in the bathroom, two towel clad mages had wandered over to Signum’s wardrobe. It seems Fate hadn’t planned ahead when she ran out for a spar. Her uniform was in tatters, and it wasn’t like she could walk around in her barrier jacket for the rest of the time she was here. Deactivating the mirror that acted as the door Fate got a view as to what clothes Signum wore when she wasn’t in her uniform. She was pleasantly surprised to find a fair proportion of girly clothes in particular one small tee-shirt. Picking it off of the hangar she looked at Signum. “Care to explain this one?” Fate asked, in a somewhat amused voice. She held up a pink tee, obviously tight so it would show some of the pink knights mid drift. Across the front was a cute anime styled tabby kitten chasing a ball of wool along with the words ‘Play with me!’ in sparkly bubble letters.
Signum’s jaw dropped, cheeks flaming, quickly dashing over to Fate and grabbing the garment from her hands and stuffing it back in the wardrobe. Fate couldn’t help but giggle slightly. “It was a present from Hayate, back when we were on Earth…” Signum started loudly but then dropped off into a whisper near the end. “Did you ever wear it?” Fate could hardly contain the smirk forming. Signum’s cheeks grew redder, before raising her voice slightly. “It was Christmas alright!” Fate couldn’t stop the laughter now, proud warrior Signum wearing a pink kitten tee-shirt.
Signum shot the blonde girl a glare, trying to emphasize the silent threat of, ‘Tell anyone and you will perish!’ The laughter eventually died down as Fate continued to look through Signum’s clothes; this time under the careful eyes of said person.
Fate eventually settled on some black hot pants and a navy strappy top with an anime style samurai on the front, posed as if he was about to strike. “You should wear some of these feminine clothes more often Signum, you don’t often get to be out of uniform, you should flaunt your figure more.” Fate commented absent mindedly.
Signum looked up at that comment. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed Testarossa, but I’m not exactly the feminine type.” Signum said with a dry smile, as she picked out her usual attire of some white hot pants with light blue stripes down the side and an old baggy tee shirt that Fate would have guessed was another old present from times gone by.
“Just because you’re a knight on the battlefield doesn’t mean you have to be one off it as well.” Fate moved back into the wardrobe after dumping her outfit on the bed. Quickly moving through the clothes she quickly picked out various outfits from dresses to skirts with various matching tops. She was surprised herself at how much there was, all evidently shoved to the side of the wardrobe. “All I ever see you in out of uniform are trousers and tee-shirts or long sleeved tops!” Signum was getting more and more embarrassed from the amount of girly stuff coming out of her wardrobe, she never knew she had so much! “You’re tall, you’ve got killer legs and a cleavage that puts mine to shame…..” Fate finally slowed down from being caught in the moment and looked slightly over at Signum who now had a face that was red enough to rival Vita’s hair. “I, sorry Sig-” Fate didn’t get a chance to finish, “You, you….re… really think so?” Fate could only look on in pleasant surprise at a self-conscious Signum who currently had two hands on the towel where it covered her chest. Trying to judge how much was truth in Fate’s last statement.
Fate started to laugh again causing Signum to look up sharply dropping her hands and folding them promptly across herself. “Testarossa, that’s not funny!” “I’m……I’m sorr- ahah” Fate couln’t stop herself which only resulted in a more deadly glare from Signum. Eventually getting herself under control she thought she had better respond before Signum got the wrong idea. “It’s not what you think Signum, you’re…..you’re the most confident person I know. For you to be all shy about yourself, I just find crazy, you know you had a personal fan club back at section six right?” Now it was Signum’s turn to look shocked. “What?” Fate started giggling again, but contained it before it got out of hand. “They weren’t very discreet; I’m surprised you didn’t notice! they had a rule that the only way one of them could ever be your boyfriend was if they could beat you in a fight.” Fate was showing a full blown grin now. Suddenly some of the past events clicked with Signum. “Is that why I had all those random cadet’s challenge me?” Fate nodded enthusiastically. “If you had of ever lost, you would have been taken on a date!” Signum’s rosy cheeks returned at the thought. “They could have at least told me about their little bargain first, I wouldn’t have gone so easy on them!” Signum huffed, trying to remove the red hue still staining her cheeks. “Well under their rule I’m the only one who ever beat you; does that mean I’m entitled to some dates?” Fate grinned. Signum couldn’t come up with a response to that one other than more blood seeping upwards to her already hot cheeks.
Signum hurriedly moved to go and get changed into her already picked out pajamas and closed the door to the wardrobe, willing her cheeks to return to normal after the thought of taking Testarossa on a date. “Er Signum, aren’t you forgetting something?” Signum turned round to see Fate looking slightly abashed with hands behind her back. Signum only gave her an inquisitive look. “Erm, well, don’t I need something else to go under these er, clothes? I mean unless you don’t…..” Now Signum caught onto what Fate was getting to very quickly. “Ah, er, over here, I never really erm bothered when I’m…yeah”
Signum pulled open a draw over on the other side of the bedroom, revealing various undergarments, causing both mages to blush. “Do you mind Signum, its just that unless you want me to wear the shorts and…” “Its ok Testarossa! Just….just pick what you want and lets go get some food!” Signum moved over to the other side of the bedroom to quickly put on her own set of pajamas. Fate watched Signum walk away and then looked at what was presented in front of her. A surprising large array of various lingerie from black, to white to pink, to some very exotic ones. It seemed Signum had a thing for lingerie, that thought caused Fate to smile, who would have thought, the proud knight Signum liked having a collection of pretty under things. Fate picked out a black matching set with lace and bows decorating both parts. Quite the sexy piece she idly thought as the pulled on the bottom with the shorts before proceeding with the bra.
Signum turned round after changing to see Fate struggling with the bra, she had her back turned. Signum walked over to hear Fate muttering under her breath. “Signum’s can’t be that much bigger than mine surely!” Signum chuckled to herself causing Fate to turn around sharply, blush on her face, hands holding the bra in place. “Need a smaller size?” Fate could hear the smugness in Signum’s voice, obviously proud that it was something else she beat her rival on. Fate could only nod in embarrassment; she couldn’t even counter that one. Signum retrieved another black bra, not quite as decorative as the other, but handed it to Fate to put on as she turned her back on her. “It’s one of Hayte’s old ones from when she stayed here last” Fate could only mumble a thanks as she put it on and promptly pulled the top over. Unfortunately her embarrassment wouldn’t end there as her stomach emitted a rather loud growl causing Signum to smile slightly.
“Hungry?” Fate could only nod again, seemingly having lost her voice. She liked it when Signum smiled, it was a rare occurrence and only seemingly reserved for her friends. Fate kept on seeing it more and more though, being able to pick it up when others didn’t see a change. Signum had a nice smile Fate determined.
Signum looked on at the blushing Fate having been suitably shown up by none other than her stomach. Fate was strong when she had to be, but times like this just made her appear like a cute school girl about to ask out her crush or something. That thought made Signum do a double take. ‘Where did that one come from?’ Upon second glance though, Signum couldn’t stop her smile getting slightly bigger at the thought of one of the TSAB’s aces being compared to a blushing school girl. It seems only people close to her saw this side often, through the tough enforcer shell she usually puts on.
“Come on Testarossa, let’s get you some food before your belly cries out for more” Signum teased as the walked out her bedroom door. Fates eyes shot up at that comment, cheeks darkening more. “Mou! Signum! It’s not that bad!” Fates belly decided to reply to that comment, giving another low gurgle. Signum could be heard laughing from the next room having caught the sound. Fate could have disappeared into a hole at that point. “Mouuu!”
I smiled. I so smiled through it all xD. On a smaller note: I sometimes find it hard to know who is talking. I think it has something to do with the tex being so cramped. Might just be me though.
I know Creation isn't completed yet, but it's gone too long without an update. You know enough for me to keep going with this. Enjoy!
Spoiler for Vampire!Fate pt.3a (Nanoha):
I looked at Fate with a mix between shock and sadness. Her story was so sad that I really didn't know what to say. Having gone through all that and yet she's still here, smiling and laughing and doing whatever she wants. "It's in the past," she told me lightly, a small ironic grin on her face now. "It's like something bad happening in your life and years later you get over it. Don't be sad over my past, because my future is what's important."
"I see," I still felt bad for her, though.
"Ask."
"Huh?" I blinked and looked at her again.
"You're holding back. Go ahead and ask me. Better to get the bulk out of the way now so I won't be annoyed for the next month by questions every day. Go ahead." She took my hand when I hesistated.
"Okay, um..." I flushed. "No one has ever... bitten me, right?"
"Right."
"Why?"
"You're marked." Fate reached forward and traced a design on my neck. "When a vampire is strong enough they can infuse a little of their power into a person. You have a mark on you that only those with enhanced senses can see. Any vampire worth his salt will know that if they bite you, I would kill them."
"Fate-chan!" I stopped. I knew she's killed before but hearing it...
"Yes," She asnwered, meeting my eyes. "I still kill. Vampires. I don't hurt for the sake of hurting. I don't kill for the sake of killing. I am old, I am desensatized to it. I will kill in the future, and I will kill paladins as they engage me. I promise you this, though, I will never do it unless it's required."
I would have to accept that. "I trust you." It felt odd but I knew... her hands were too soft to be a mass murderer like the past... "Okay," I took a breath. "How do you turn people? Into Vampires, I mean."
She grimaced. "It sucks. They have to drink enough of my blood to overwrite their own. Just as I drink human's blood to create my own special type, a human can drink mine to taint their own. It's not much at first, but as they go their body starts to require the vampire cells to survive. Since you can't make your own, you have to drink blood to get what you need to create it. Want specifics?"
"No thanks... So just... That's a lot of blood isn't it?"
"For a small child it's not, but for an adult... yes it's a lot. A vampire can either do it all at once, which is easier on the human, or over the span of about a week, which is easier on the vampire."
I pondered this. "Explain?"
"For example, if they drank enough to fill their stomach, the human would have enough to convert their body into what's needed to create the cells from normal blood, and their body would start doing it. Once their blood is completly converted, then they will need an outside source because they no longer have normal blood. The vampire would be out of commission for several days because their blood is so low. It's enough to kill them if they're not careful."
"And the other way?" I didn't want her to go through that...
"Drink a little at a time. The human would be in a lot of pain over the course of a week, as their body battles it out with the new substance, but the vampire has time to recover, to refill their own blood and drink others."
"And a vampire... I never recall you telling me you got sick?"
"A vampire doesn't get sick," Fate cut herself off and stared at me. She knew what I was thinking now...
"Can you..."
"No." She glared. "I will not."
I felt hurt. "But, Fate-chan, you said-"
"No."
"WHY!?" I demanded, shocked as my own voice rose. I was confused now... if she told me her story, and wanted me to accept her... If she could take away this pain!
"You don't fully understand...." I she softened and I felt myself being pulled into a hug. "Nanoha...I'm sorry."
I sighed into her arms, still confused. Maybe it was something I was missing... but still... The thought that I could be cured still lingered in my mind.
For those who read my little Reaper angst (the SMASHING one) you might remember I was cruel.
This angst ain't much better on that point (should I call it angst? Maybe horror is better xd) Mind you it's very short too.
Well, well here goes:
Spoiler for angst...or horror:
Nightmare…or is it?
The room was pitch dark and very warm. The girl lying on the table couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were locked in place, spread out, by something metallic. Even her neck was suspended by something, so she couldn’t look around.
She heard a sound outside and the light suddenly turned on. She was blinded by it and lost focus for a couple of seconds and when she regained it, the room was visible.
At the left, closest to her, was a table filled with different metallic tools. Drills, knives, surgery equipment and more.
When she slightly turned her head to the right she saw a big mirror, very similar to those usually used in interrogation rooms. Those outside could watch, but the one inside saw only the mirror image. To her horror, she discovered blood splatter all over the mirror and when she looked up at the roof it was the same there. Blood and lots of it.
The door slammed open. The girl tried to look who was there but couldn’t, because of the restraints.
“Hello there, my dear. You might not remember me, but I sure remember you,” a voice said. “Oh I’m sorry, you can’t see my face, how rude of me.”
She heard him take a few steps and suddenly a clown mask appeared above her. She got surprised and jumped a little.
“Well, it must be hard to see my face with this mask on but I deemed it necessary.”
He went to the table with the equipment and picked up a clamp and a knife and sat down somewhere where the girl couldn’t see him.
He laughed a little. “Now my dear, are you ready for the performance you will be doing tonight? I expect a lot of singing and beautiful dancing…Captain Nanoha Takamachi.”
For those who read my little Reaper angst (the SMASHING one) you might remember I was cruel.
This angst ain't much better on that point (should I call it angst? Maybe horror is better xd) Mind you it's very short too.
Well, well here goes:
Spoiler for angst...or horror:
Nightmare…or is it?
The room was pitch dark and very warm. The girl lying on the table couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were locked in place, spread out, by something metallic. Even her neck was suspended by something, so she couldn’t look around.
She heard a sound outside and the light suddenly turned on. She was blinded by it and lost focus for a couple of seconds and when she regained it, the room was visible.
At the left, closest to her, was a table filled with different metallic tools. Drills, knives, surgery equipment and more.
When she slightly turned her head to the right she saw a big mirror, very similar to those usually used in interrogation rooms. Those outside could watch, but the one inside saw only the mirror image. To her horror, she discovered blood splatter all over the mirror and when she looked up at the roof it was the same there. Blood and lots of it.
The door slammed open. The girl tried to look who was there but couldn’t, because of the restraints.
“Hello there, my dear. You might not remember me, but I sure remember you,” a voice said. “Oh I’m sorry, you can’t see my face, how rude of me.”
She heard him take a few steps and suddenly a clown mask appeared above her. She got surprised and jumped a little.
“Well, it must be hard to see my face with this mask on but I deemed it necessary.”
He went to the table with the equipment and picked up a clamp and a knife and sat down somewhere where the girl couldn’t see him.
He laughed a little. “Now my dear, are you ready for the performance you will be doing tonight? I expect a lot of singing and beautiful dancing…Captain Nanoha Takamachi.”
Ok Angst i can deal with, Even hardcore Angst, but this! this!!! if you had written anymore i think i would have closed the spoiler on reflex. I was cringing like crazy! Please Please tell me it was a nightmare, i dont want my Nanoha being tortured XD don't do it Ilya ! I'm sorry about the smash!!!
Ok Angst i can deal with, Even hardcore Angst, but this! this!!! if you had written anymore i think i would have closed the spoiler on reflex. I was cringing like a crazy! Please Please tell me it was a nightmare, i dont want my Nanoha being tortured XD don't do it Ilya ! I'm sorry about the smash!!!
Ilya SMASH! XD
I think I have talent for this kind of...thing xD. Your reaction was the one I wanted.
And as the title says; "Nightmare...or is it?"...cliffhangers..you gotta love them.
For those who read my little Reaper angst (the SMASHING one) you might remember I was cruel.
This angst ain't much better on that point (should I call it angst? Maybe horror is better xd) Mind you it's very short too.
Well, well here goes:
Spoiler for angst...or horror:
Nightmare…or is it?
The room was pitch dark and very warm. The girl lying on the table couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were locked in place, spread out, by something metallic. Even her neck was suspended by something, so she couldn’t look around.
She heard a sound outside and the light suddenly turned on. She was blinded by it and lost focus for a couple of seconds and when she regained it, the room was visible.
At the left, closest to her, was a table filled with different metallic tools. Drills, knives, surgery equipment and more.
When she slightly turned her head to the right she saw a big mirror, very similar to those usually used in interrogation rooms. Those outside could watch, but the one inside saw only the mirror image. To her horror, she discovered blood splatter all over the mirror and when she looked up at the roof it was the same there. Blood and lots of it.
The door slammed open. The girl tried to look who was there but couldn’t, because of the restraints.
“Hello there, my dear. You might not remember me, but I sure remember you,” a voice said. “Oh I’m sorry, you can’t see my face, how rude of me.”
She heard him take a few steps and suddenly a clown mask appeared above her. She got surprised and jumped a little.
“Well, it must be hard to see my face with this mask on but I deemed it necessary.”
He went to the table with the equipment and picked up a clamp and a knife and sat down somewhere where the girl couldn’t see him.
He laughed a little. “Now my dear, are you ready for the performance you will be doing tonight? I expect a lot of singing and beautiful dancing…Captain Nanoha Takamachi.”
Oh my god Ilya!
I agree with wolfie... please let it be a nightmare. PLEASE!
I know Creation isn't completed yet, but it's gone too long without an update. You know enough for me to keep going with this. Enjoy!
Spoiler for Vampire!Fate pt.3a (Nanoha):
I looked at Fate with a mix between shock and sadness. Her story was so sad that I really didn't know what to say. Having gone through all that and yet she's still here, smiling and laughing and doing whatever she wants. "It's in the past," she told me lightly, a small ironic grin on her face now. "It's like something bad happening in your life and years later you get over it. Don't be sad over my past, because my future is what's important."
"I see," I still felt bad for her, though.
"Ask."
"Huh?" I blinked and looked at her again.
"You're holding back. Go ahead and ask me. Better to get the bulk out of the way now so I won't be annoyed for the next month by questions every day. Go ahead." She took my hand when I hesistated.
"Okay, um..." I flushed. "No one has ever... bitten me, right?"
"Right."
"Why?"
"You're marked." Fate reached forward and traced a design on my neck. "When a vampire is strong enough they can infuse a little of their power into a person. You have a mark on you that only those with enhanced senses can see. Any vampire worth his salt will know that if they bite you, I would kill them."
"Fate-chan!" I stopped. I knew she's killed before but hearing it...
"Yes," She asnwered, meeting my eyes. "I still kill. Vampires. I don't hurt for the sake of hurting. I don't kill for the sake of killing. I am old, I am desensatized to it. I will kill in the future, and I will kill paladins as they engage me. I promise you this, though, I will never do it unless it's required."
I would have to accept that. "I trust you." It felt odd but I knew... her hands were too soft to be a mass murderer like the past... "Okay," I took a breath. "How do you turn people? Into Vampires, I mean."
She grimaced. "It sucks. They have to drink enough of my blood to overwrite their own. Just as I drink human's blood to create my own special type, a human can drink mine to taint their own. It's not much at first, but as they go their body starts to require the vampire cells to survive. Since you can't make your own, you have to drink blood to get what you need to create it. Want specifics?"
"No thanks... So just... That's a lot of blood isn't it?"
"For a small child it's not, but for an adult... yes it's a lot. A vampire can either do it all at once, which is easier on the human, or over the span of about a week, which is easier on the vampire."
I pondered this. "Explain?"
"For example, if they drank enough to fill their stomach, the human would have enough to convert their body into what's needed to create the cells from normal blood, and their body would start doing it. Once their blood is completly converted, then they will need an outside source because they no longer have normal blood. The vampire would be out of commission for several days because their blood is so low. It's enough to kill them if they're not careful."
"And the other way?" I didn't want her to go through that...
"Drink a little at a time. The human would be in a lot of pain over the course of a week, as their body battles it out with the new substance, but the vampire has time to recover, to refill their own blood and drink others."
"And a vampire... I never recall you telling me you got sick?"
"A vampire doesn't get sick," Fate cut herself off and stared at me. She knew what I was thinking now...
"Can you..."
"No." She glared. "I will not."
I felt hurt. "But, Fate-chan, you said-"
"No."
"WHY!?" I demanded, shocked as my own voice rose. I was confused now... if she told me her story, and wanted me to accept her... If she could take away this pain!
"You don't fully understand...." I she softened and I felt myself being pulled into a hug. "Nanoha...I'm sorry."
I sighed into her arms, still confused. Maybe it was something I was missing... but still... The thought that I could be cured still lingered in my mind.
A.) Nanoha
B.)Fate
Hmm... I'm voteing B!!!!
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Originally Posted by Ilya
For those who read my little Reaper angst (the SMASHING one) you might remember I was cruel.
This angst ain't much better on that point (should I call it angst? Maybe horror is better xd) Mind you it's very short too.
Well, well here goes:
Spoiler for angst...or horror:
Nightmare…or is it?
The room was pitch dark and very warm. The girl lying on the table couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were locked in place, spread out, by something metallic. Even her neck was suspended by something, so she couldn’t look around.
She heard a sound outside and the light suddenly turned on. She was blinded by it and lost focus for a couple of seconds and when she regained it, the room was visible.
At the left, closest to her, was a table filled with different metallic tools. Drills, knives, surgery equipment and more.
When she slightly turned her head to the right she saw a big mirror, very similar to those usually used in interrogation rooms. Those outside could watch, but the one inside saw only the mirror image. To her horror, she discovered blood splatter all over the mirror and when she looked up at the roof it was the same there. Blood and lots of it.
The door slammed open. The girl tried to look who was there but couldn’t, because of the restraints.
“Hello there, my dear. You might not remember me, but I sure remember you,” a voice said. “Oh I’m sorry, you can’t see my face, how rude of me.”
She heard him take a few steps and suddenly a clown mask appeared above her. She got surprised and jumped a little.
“Well, it must be hard to see my face with this mask on but I deemed it necessary.”
He went to the table with the equipment and picked up a clamp and a knife and sat down somewhere where the girl couldn’t see him.
He laughed a little. “Now my dear, are you ready for the performance you will be doing tonight? I expect a lot of singing and beautiful dancing…Captain Nanoha Takamachi.”
.... Is Nanoha joining the ICP? (Insane Clown Posie)? >.> HAHA XD
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Saber - Signum - Serenn
Life is a thing most of us take for granted. Until we lose someone that we charish, are we forced to realize that things will never always be the same.
For those who read my little Reaper angst (the SMASHING one) you might remember I was cruel.
This angst ain't much better on that point (should I call it angst? Maybe horror is better xd) Mind you it's very short too.
Well, well here goes:
Spoiler for angst...or horror:
Nightmare…or is it?
The room was pitch dark and very warm. The girl lying on the table couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were locked in place, spread out, by something metallic. Even her neck was suspended by something, so she couldn’t look around.
She heard a sound outside and the light suddenly turned on. She was blinded by it and lost focus for a couple of seconds and when she regained it, the room was visible.
At the left, closest to her, was a table filled with different metallic tools. Drills, knives, surgery equipment and more.
When she slightly turned her head to the right she saw a big mirror, very similar to those usually used in interrogation rooms. Those outside could watch, but the one inside saw only the mirror image. To her horror, she discovered blood splatter all over the mirror and when she looked up at the roof it was the same there. Blood and lots of it.
The door slammed open. The girl tried to look who was there but couldn’t, because of the restraints.
“Hello there, my dear. You might not remember me, but I sure remember you,” a voice said. “Oh I’m sorry, you can’t see my face, how rude of me.”
She heard him take a few steps and suddenly a clown mask appeared above her. She got surprised and jumped a little.
“Well, it must be hard to see my face with this mask on but I deemed it necessary.”
He went to the table with the equipment and picked up a clamp and a knife and sat down somewhere where the girl couldn’t see him.
He laughed a little. “Now my dear, are you ready for the performance you will be doing tonight? I expect a lot of singing and beautiful dancing…Captain Nanoha Takamachi.”
the horror!!! >.< *hides under blankets* well... I haven't read a really bloody and gory and scary Nanoha fic yet.. Put some more blooood!!!! ...ok I'm kidding.. I'm not good with blood. ;-; hope it's a nightmare though.. ^^'
@Black Wolf: FIGNUM!!!! Weeeeee!!!
oh..and very very cute avatar btw Puppy Zafira is so adorable!
edit: i just edited this post twice.. i'm getting rusty with this posting stuff... D:
The battle was nearing its end. They both knew it. HE knew it. The combatants stared at each other from across the field of battle with their determined, stern looks. Neither was willing to flinch or show any weakness at this crucial point. Even as the cold wind blew, neither lost their composure or even seemed to take notice.
Destiny.
Fate.
Prophecy.
A grunt escaped the taller man's throat. To him, it was a load of garbage. Their was no such thing as predetermined encounters or coincidences. His path was his own to forge and he wouldn't let anything stand in his way. No prophecy. No ancient drawings. No 'visions.'
"Yugi!" exclaimed Seto Kaiba, "There is no such thing as destiny. I will defeat you here and now by my own power!"
Across from him, the shorter young man glared back.
"Even after everything you have witnessed so far, Kaiba? The visions, the ancient tablet that depicted the duel from 3,000 years ago between two individuals that resembled ourselves? Those two monster that we ourselves wield as our most power cards?"
Seta scoffed at his rival. "It means nothing! How can something 3,000 years old affect me, right now? My path is my own to forge and I shall show that right here, right now!" His free hand hovered over his Duel Disk and pressed a button. "Reverse card, open! Resurrection!"
In front of him, the holographic card rose, revealing the magic card to Yugi.
"From my cemetery, I special summon The Black Lightning!"
A figure rose onto the battlefield, dressed in black and wielding a large, broadsword with a blade made of yellow energies.
"Also, I set one reverse card and end my turn."
"My turn. Draw!"
Seto smirked. "Launch trap card: Last Battle!!" The card he had just set rotated upwards, revealing the trap card. "This ends now, Yugi! I discard all cards in my hand on my side of the field except one monster. You also discard your hand and all cards on your field. Then special summon one monster from your deck which is then forced into battle with my own."
His opponent reluctantly discarded his hand and his card he had set his previous turn. With his remaining deck in hand, he shifted through them looking for a monster card. But he knew what he was looking for. He would make Seto see that they were part of something bigger. Much bigger. Even if it meant losing this duel.
"I special summon The White Devil!"
The mage materialized onto the field, dressed in white with staff ready for battle. Seto stared in mild shock. That monster was weaker than his own, but...this scene. This battle. It was exactly like what was depicted on that ancient tablet. Yugi was mocking him! It had to be! But that was his mistake and he would come out on top and win this duel.
"The Black Lightning, attack The White Devil with Jet Zamber!"
"Go, attack with Starlight Breaker!"
Both monsters obeyed their master's command and their energies collided in a violent explosion.
*RUNS LIKE HELL*
It is delicious cake crack, you must eat it! XD
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ilya
For those who read my little Reaper angst (the SMASHING one) you might remember I was cruel.
This angst ain't much better on that point (should I call it angst? Maybe horror is better xd) Mind you it's very short too.
Well, well here goes:
Spoiler for angst...or horror:
Nightmare…or is it?
The room was pitch dark and very warm. The girl lying on the table couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were locked in place, spread out, by something metallic. Even her neck was suspended by something, so she couldn’t look around.
She heard a sound outside and the light suddenly turned on. She was blinded by it and lost focus for a couple of seconds and when she regained it, the room was visible.
At the left, closest to her, was a table filled with different metallic tools. Drills, knives, surgery equipment and more.
When she slightly turned her head to the right she saw a big mirror, very similar to those usually used in interrogation rooms. Those outside could watch, but the one inside saw only the mirror image. To her horror, she discovered blood splatter all over the mirror and when she looked up at the roof it was the same there. Blood and lots of it.
The door slammed open. The girl tried to look who was there but couldn’t, because of the restraints.
“Hello there, my dear. You might not remember me, but I sure remember you,” a voice said. “Oh I’m sorry, you can’t see my face, how rude of me.”
She heard him take a few steps and suddenly a clown mask appeared above her. She got surprised and jumped a little.
“Well, it must be hard to see my face with this mask on but I deemed it necessary.”
He went to the table with the equipment and picked up a clamp and a knife and sat down somewhere where the girl couldn’t see him.
He laughed a little. “Now my dear, are you ready for the performance you will be doing tonight? I expect a lot of singing and beautiful dancing…Captain Nanoha Takamachi.”
Gave me chills.
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Originally Posted by Satashi
I know Creation isn't completed yet, but it's gone too long without an update. You know enough for me to keep going with this. Enjoy!
Spoiler for Vampire!Fate pt.3a (Nanoha):
I looked at Fate with a mix between shock and sadness. Her story was so sad that I really didn't know what to say. Having gone through all that and yet she's still here, smiling and laughing and doing whatever she wants. "It's in the past," she told me lightly, a small ironic grin on her face now. "It's like something bad happening in your life and years later you get over it. Don't be sad over my past, because my future is what's important."
"I see," I still felt bad for her, though.
"Ask."
"Huh?" I blinked and looked at her again.
"You're holding back. Go ahead and ask me. Better to get the bulk out of the way now so I won't be annoyed for the next month by questions every day. Go ahead." She took my hand when I hesistated.
"Okay, um..." I flushed. "No one has ever... bitten me, right?"
"Right."
"Why?"
"You're marked." Fate reached forward and traced a design on my neck. "When a vampire is strong enough they can infuse a little of their power into a person. You have a mark on you that only those with enhanced senses can see. Any vampire worth his salt will know that if they bite you, I would kill them."
"Fate-chan!" I stopped. I knew she's killed before but hearing it...
"Yes," She asnwered, meeting my eyes. "I still kill. Vampires. I don't hurt for the sake of hurting. I don't kill for the sake of killing. I am old, I am desensatized to it. I will kill in the future, and I will kill paladins as they engage me. I promise you this, though, I will never do it unless it's required."
I would have to accept that. "I trust you." It felt odd but I knew... her hands were too soft to be a mass murderer like the past... "Okay," I took a breath. "How do you turn people? Into Vampires, I mean."
She grimaced. "It sucks. They have to drink enough of my blood to overwrite their own. Just as I drink human's blood to create my own special type, a human can drink mine to taint their own. It's not much at first, but as they go their body starts to require the vampire cells to survive. Since you can't make your own, you have to drink blood to get what you need to create it. Want specifics?"
"No thanks... So just... That's a lot of blood isn't it?"
"For a small child it's not, but for an adult... yes it's a lot. A vampire can either do it all at once, which is easier on the human, or over the span of about a week, which is easier on the vampire."
I pondered this. "Explain?"
"For example, if they drank enough to fill their stomach, the human would have enough to convert their body into what's needed to create the cells from normal blood, and their body would start doing it. Once their blood is completly converted, then they will need an outside source because they no longer have normal blood. The vampire would be out of commission for several days because their blood is so low. It's enough to kill them if they're not careful."
"And the other way?" I didn't want her to go through that...
"Drink a little at a time. The human would be in a lot of pain over the course of a week, as their body battles it out with the new substance, but the vampire has time to recover, to refill their own blood and drink others."
"And a vampire... I never recall you telling me you got sick?"
"A vampire doesn't get sick," Fate cut herself off and stared at me. She knew what I was thinking now...
"Can you..."
"No." She glared. "I will not."
I felt hurt. "But, Fate-chan, you said-"
"No."
"WHY!?" I demanded, shocked as my own voice rose. I was confused now... if she told me her story, and wanted me to accept her... If she could take away this pain!
"You don't fully understand...." I she softened and I felt myself being pulled into a hug. "Nanoha...I'm sorry."
I sighed into her arms, still confused. Maybe it was something I was missing... but still... The thought that I could be cured still lingered in my mind.
A.) Nanoha
B.)Fate
Do I even need to vote at this point? B!
Wish I had some original something or other to contribute, but it seems this time I don't :| (Oh wow why are my posts always so lame?)
I know Creation isn't completed yet, but it's gone too long without an update. You know enough for me to keep going with this. Enjoy!
Spoiler for Vampire!Fate pt.3a (Nanoha):
I looked at Fate with a mix between shock and sadness. Her story was so sad that I really didn't know what to say. Having gone through all that and yet she's still here, smiling and laughing and doing whatever she wants. "It's in the past," she told me lightly, a small ironic grin on her face now. "It's like something bad happening in your life and years later you get over it. Don't be sad over my past, because my future is what's important."
"I see," I still felt bad for her, though.
"Ask."
"Huh?" I blinked and looked at her again.
"You're holding back. Go ahead and ask me. Better to get the bulk out of the way now so I won't be annoyed for the next month by questions every day. Go ahead." She took my hand when I hesistated.
"Okay, um..." I flushed. "No one has ever... bitten me, right?"
"Right."
"Why?"
"You're marked." Fate reached forward and traced a design on my neck. "When a vampire is strong enough they can infuse a little of their power into a person. You have a mark on you that only those with enhanced senses can see. Any vampire worth his salt will know that if they bite you, I would kill them."
"Fate-chan!" I stopped. I knew she's killed before but hearing it...
"Yes," She asnwered, meeting my eyes. "I still kill. Vampires. I don't hurt for the sake of hurting. I don't kill for the sake of killing. I am old, I am desensatized to it. I will kill in the future, and I will kill paladins as they engage me. I promise you this, though, I will never do it unless it's required."
I would have to accept that. "I trust you." It felt odd but I knew... her hands were too soft to be a mass murderer like the past... "Okay," I took a breath. "How do you turn people? Into Vampires, I mean."
She grimaced. "It sucks. They have to drink enough of my blood to overwrite their own. Just as I drink human's blood to create my own special type, a human can drink mine to taint their own. It's not much at first, but as they go their body starts to require the vampire cells to survive. Since you can't make your own, you have to drink blood to get what you need to create it. Want specifics?"
"No thanks... So just... That's a lot of blood isn't it?"
"For a small child it's not, but for an adult... yes it's a lot. A vampire can either do it all at once, which is easier on the human, or over the span of about a week, which is easier on the vampire."
I pondered this. "Explain?"
"For example, if they drank enough to fill their stomach, the human would have enough to convert their body into what's needed to create the cells from normal blood, and their body would start doing it. Once their blood is completly converted, then they will need an outside source because they no longer have normal blood. The vampire would be out of commission for several days because their blood is so low. It's enough to kill them if they're not careful."
"And the other way?" I didn't want her to go through that...
"Drink a little at a time. The human would be in a lot of pain over the course of a week, as their body battles it out with the new substance, but the vampire has time to recover, to refill their own blood and drink others."
"And a vampire... I never recall you telling me you got sick?"
"A vampire doesn't get sick," Fate cut herself off and stared at me. She knew what I was thinking now...
"Can you..."
"No." She glared. "I will not."
I felt hurt. "But, Fate-chan, you said-"
"No."
"WHY!?" I demanded, shocked as my own voice rose. I was confused now... if she told me her story, and wanted me to accept her... If she could take away this pain!
"You don't fully understand...." I she softened and I felt myself being pulled into a hug. "Nanoha...I'm sorry."
I sighed into her arms, still confused. Maybe it was something I was missing... but still... The thought that I could be cured still lingered in my mind.
A.) Nanoha
B.)Fate
A. Just to see what would happen.
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Originally Posted by Evangelion Xgouki
Mmm....crack...
Spoiler for Destiny:
The battle was nearing its end. They both knew it. HE knew it. The combatants stared at each other from across the field of battle with their determined, stern looks. Neither was willing to flinch or show any weakness at this crucial point. Even as the cold wind blew, neither lost their composure or even seemed to take notice.
Destiny.
Fate.
Prophecy.
A grunt escaped the taller man's throat. To him, it was a load of garbage. Their was no such thing as predetermined encounters or coincidences. His path was his own to forge and he wouldn't let anything stand in his way. No prophecy. No ancient drawings. No 'visions.'
"Yugi!" exclaimed Seto Kaiba, "There is no such thing as destiny. I will defeat you here and now by my own power!"
Across from him, the shorter young man glared back.
"Even after everything you have witnessed so far, Kaiba? The visions, the ancient tablet that depicted the duel from 3,000 years ago between two individuals that resembled ourselves? Those two monster that we ourselves wield as our most power cards?"
Seta scoffed at his rival. "It means nothing! How can something 3,000 years old affect me, right now? My path is my own to forge and I shall show that right here, right now!" His free hand hovered over his Duel Disk and pressed a button. "Reverse card, open! Resurrection!"
In front of him, the holographic card rose, revealing the magic card to Yugi.
"From my cemetery, I special summon The Black Lightning!"
A figure rose onto the battlefield, dressed in black and wielding a large, broadsword with a blade made of yellow energies.
"Also, I set one reverse card and end my turn."
"My turn. Draw!"
Seto smirked. "Launch trap card: Last Battle!!" The card he had just set rotated upwards, revealing the trap card. "This ends now, Yugi! I discard all cards in my hand on my side of the field except one monster. You also discard your hand and all cards on your field. Then special summon one monster from your deck which is then forced into battle with my own."
His opponent reluctantly discarded his hand and his card he had set his previous turn. With his remaining deck in hand, he shifted through them looking for a monster card. But he knew what he was looking for. He would make Seto see that they were part of something bigger. Much bigger. Even if it meant losing this duel.
"I special summon The White Devil!"
The mage materialized onto the field, dressed in white with staff ready for battle. Seto stared in mild shock. That monster was weaker than his own, but...this scene. This battle. It was exactly like what was depicted on that ancient tablet. Yugi was mocking him! It had to be! But that was his mistake and he would come out on top and win this duel.
"The Black Lightning, attack The White Devil with Jet Zamber!"
"Go, attack with Starlight Breaker!"
Both monsters obeyed their master's command and their energies collided in a violent explosion.
*RUNS LIKE HELL*
You did NOT bring Yu-Gi-Oh into this. I have to say though, that was good.
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Originally Posted by Black_Wolf
Spoiler for Fire and Lightning Ch3.:
After finishing up in the bathroom, two towel clad mages had wandered over to Signum’s wardrobe. It seems Fate hadn’t planned ahead when she ran out for a spar. Her uniform was in tatters, and it wasn’t like she could walk around in her barrier jacket for the rest of the time she was here. Deactivating the mirror that acted as the door Fate got a view as to what clothes Signum wore when she wasn’t in her uniform. She was pleasantly surprised to find a fair proportion of girly clothes in particular one small tee-shirt. Picking it off of the hangar she looked at Signum. “Care to explain this one?” Fate asked, in a somewhat amused voice. She held up a pink tee, obviously tight so it would show some of the pink knights mid drift. Across the front was a cute anime styled tabby kitten chasing a ball of wool along with the words ‘Play with me!’ in sparkly bubble letters.
Signum’s jaw dropped, cheeks flaming, quickly dashing over to Fate and grabbing the garment from her hands and stuffing it back in the wardrobe. Fate couldn’t help but giggle slightly. “It was a present from Hayate, back when we were on Earth…” Signum started loudly but then dropped off into a whisper near the end. “Did you ever wear it?” Fate could hardly contain the smirk forming. Signum’s cheeks grew redder, before raising her voice slightly. “It was Christmas alright!” Fate couldn’t stop the laughter now, proud warrior Signum wearing a pink kitten tee-shirt.
Signum shot the blonde girl a glare, trying to emphasize the silent threat of, ‘Tell anyone and you will perish!’ The laughter eventually died down as Fate continued to look through Signum’s clothes; this time under the careful eyes of said person.
Fate eventually settled on some black hot pants and a navy strappy top with an anime style samurai on the front, posed as if he was about to strike. “You should wear some of these feminine clothes more often Signum, you don’t often get to be out of uniform, you should flaunt your figure more.” Fate commented absent mindedly.
Signum looked up at that comment. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed Testarossa, but I’m not exactly the feminine type.” Signum said with a dry smile, as she picked out her usual attire of some white hot pants with light blue stripes down the side and an old baggy tee shirt that Fate would have guessed was another old present from times gone by.
“Just because you’re a knight on the battlefield doesn’t mean you have to be one off it as well.” Fate moved back into the wardrobe after dumping her outfit on the bed. Quickly moving through the clothes she quickly picked out various outfits from dresses to skirts with various matching tops. She was surprised herself at how much there was, all evidently shoved to the side of the wardrobe. “All I ever see you in out of uniform are trousers and tee-shirts or long sleeved tops!” Signum was getting more and more embarrassed from the amount of girly stuff coming out of her wardrobe, she never knew she had so much! “You’re tall, you’ve got killer legs and a cleavage that puts mine to shame…..” Fate finally slowed down from being caught in the moment and looked slightly over at Signum who now had a face that was red enough to rival Vita’s hair. “I, sorry Sig-” Fate didn’t get a chance to finish, “You, you….re… really think so?” Fate could only look on in pleasant surprise at a self-conscious Signum who currently had two hands on the towel where it covered her chest. Trying to judge how much was truth in Fate’s last statement.
Fate started to laugh again causing Signum to look up sharply dropping her hands and folding them promptly across herself. “Testarossa, that’s not funny!” “I’m……I’m sorr- ahah” Fate couln’t stop herself which only resulted in a more deadly glare from Signum. Eventually getting herself under control she thought she had better respond before Signum got the wrong idea. “It’s not what you think Signum, you’re…..you’re the most confident person I know. For you to be all shy about yourself, I just find crazy, you know you had a personal fan club back at section six right?” Now it was Signum’s turn to look shocked. “What?” Fate started giggling again, but contained it before it got out of hand. “They weren’t very discreet; I’m surprised you didn’t notice! they had a rule that the only way one of them could ever be your boyfriend was if they could beat you in a fight.” Fate was showing a full blown grin now. Suddenly some of the past events clicked with Signum. “Is that why I had all those random cadet’s challenge me?” Fate nodded enthusiastically. “If you had of ever lost, you would have been taken on a date!” Signum’s rosy cheeks returned at the thought. “They could have at least told me about their little bargain first, I wouldn’t have gone so easy on them!” Signum huffed, trying to remove the red hue still staining her cheeks. “Well under their rule I’m the only one who ever beat you; does that mean I’m entitled to some dates?” Fate grinned. Signum couldn’t come up with a response to that one other than more blood seeping upwards to her already hot cheeks.
Signum hurriedly moved to go and get changed into her already picked out pajamas and closed the door to the wardrobe, willing her cheeks to return to normal after the thought of taking Testarossa on a date. “Er Signum, aren’t you forgetting something?” Signum turned round to see Fate looking slightly abashed with hands behind her back. Signum only gave her an inquisitive look. “Erm, well, don’t I need something else to go under these er, clothes? I mean unless you don’t…..” Now Signum caught onto what Fate was getting to very quickly. “Ah, er, over here, I never really erm bothered when I’m…yeah”
Signum pulled open a draw over on the other side of the bedroom, revealing various undergarments, causing both mages to blush. “Do you mind Signum, its just that unless you want me to wear the shorts and…” “Its ok Testarossa! Just….just pick what you want and lets go get some food!” Signum moved over to the other side of the bedroom to quickly put on her own set of pajamas. Fate watched Signum walk away and then looked at what was presented in front of her. A surprising large array of various lingerie from black, to white to pink, to some very exotic ones. It seemed Signum had a thing for lingerie, that thought caused Fate to smile, who would have thought, the proud knight Signum liked having a collection of pretty under things. Fate picked out a black matching set with lace and bows decorating both parts. Quite the sexy piece she idly thought as the pulled on the bottom with the shorts before proceeding with the bra.
Signum turned round after changing to see Fate struggling with the bra, she had her back turned. Signum walked over to hear Fate muttering under her breath. “Signum’s can’t be that much bigger than mine surely!” Signum chuckled to herself causing Fate to turn around sharply, blush on her face, hands holding the bra in place. “Need a smaller size?” Fate could hear the smugness in Signum’s voice, obviously proud that it was something else she beat her rival on. Fate could only nod in embarrassment; she couldn’t even counter that one. Signum retrieved another black bra, not quite as decorative as the other, but handed it to Fate to put on as she turned her back on her. “It’s one of Hayte’s old ones from when she stayed here last” Fate could only mumble a thanks as she put it on and promptly pulled the top over. Unfortunately her embarrassment wouldn’t end there as her stomach emitted a rather loud growl causing Signum to smile slightly.
“Hungry?” Fate could only nod again, seemingly having lost her voice. She liked it when Signum smiled, it was a rare occurrence and only seemingly reserved for her friends. Fate kept on seeing it more and more though, being able to pick it up when others didn’t see a change. Signum had a nice smile Fate determined.
Signum looked on at the blushing Fate having been suitably shown up by none other than her stomach. Fate was strong when she had to be, but times like this just made her appear like a cute school girl about to ask out her crush or something. That thought made Signum do a double take. ‘Where did that one come from?’ Upon second glance though, Signum couldn’t stop her smile getting slightly bigger at the thought of one of the TSAB’s aces being compared to a blushing school girl. It seems only people close to her saw this side often, through the tough enforcer shell she usually puts on.
“Come on Testarossa, let’s get you some food before your belly cries out for more” Signum teased as the walked out her bedroom door. Fates eyes shot up at that comment, cheeks darkening more. “Mou! Signum! It’s not that bad!” Fates belly decided to reply to that comment, giving another low gurgle. Signum could be heard laughing from the next room having caught the sound. Fate could have disappeared into a hole at that point. “Mouuu!”
I had this stupid smile on my face and kept laughing through the whole thing. I agree with Ilya though. You should format it so the paragraphs aren't so dense and easier to see who is speaking. I want to see Signum wear that t-shirt in the beginning.
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Originally Posted by Ilya
For those who read my little Reaper angst (the SMASHING one) you might remember I was cruel.
This angst ain't much better on that point (should I call it angst? Maybe horror is better xd) Mind you it's very short too.
Well, well here goes:
Spoiler for angst...or horror:
Nightmare…or is it?
The room was pitch dark and very warm. The girl lying on the table couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were locked in place, spread out, by something metallic. Even her neck was suspended by something, so she couldn’t look around.
She heard a sound outside and the light suddenly turned on. She was blinded by it and lost focus for a couple of seconds and when she regained it, the room was visible.
At the left, closest to her, was a table filled with different metallic tools. Drills, knives, surgery equipment and more.
When she slightly turned her head to the right she saw a big mirror, very similar to those usually used in interrogation rooms. Those outside could watch, but the one inside saw only the mirror image. To her horror, she discovered blood splatter all over the mirror and when she looked up at the roof it was the same there. Blood and lots of it.
The door slammed open. The girl tried to look who was there but couldn’t, because of the restraints.
“Hello there, my dear. You might not remember me, but I sure remember you,” a voice said. “Oh I’m sorry, you can’t see my face, how rude of me.”
She heard him take a few steps and suddenly a clown mask appeared above her. She got surprised and jumped a little.
“Well, it must be hard to see my face with this mask on but I deemed it necessary.”
He went to the table with the equipment and picked up a clamp and a knife and sat down somewhere where the girl couldn’t see him.
He laughed a little. “Now my dear, are you ready for the performance you will be doing tonight? I expect a lot of singing and beautiful dancing…Captain Nanoha Takamachi.”
Horror would be the word to describe this. This seems like something EvilRick would write. That's a pretty gruesome nightmare. It IS a nightmare! ...right?
2008-06-11, 10:48
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This part had a lot of interesting information regarding vampires imo.
Gave me chills.
