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Post by khouaness on Aug 26, 2008 17:34:49 GMT -5
The park was lovely this spring day, cherry blossoms falling from the trees without a care in the world. This was the perfect day for song writing, when one could feel the most inspired by the lush enviroment that circled him. People walked down the many paved paths of the park, laughing, and giggling with their significant others. School children came here to loiter, passing away the day inside of a park instead of where they belonged. Were it not such a peaceful day, perhaps someone would have bothered to talk to those children, to scold them for not attending class, however today was just to nice to be bothered with that drama. The sounds of music filled the air, the soft strums of a certain man sitting in the park.
Many would gather `round, Khoua being quite well known for producing some of the current Tokyo hits. Fangirls squealed, their boyfriends all rolled their eyes in jealousy. He however was too focused on the music that flowed from him to care. His hands ran over the neck of his guitar with amazing speed, dexterity, and grace. Many gasped in awe at the notes that resounded from his dexterous fingers, all wishing they could play like him. Reaching a cresendo, the music would become quite loud, quite moving, a sad melody playing to the crowd. As such, the sounds were so sad that some people were actually moved to tears, while others simply seemed to be lost in the melody, day dreaming about something.
Suddenly, the song would end. This was as far as he had written, the reason he was out in the park this day. The song it's self was so complex, he was at a loss for where to go with it next. The people crowded around him would snap out of their stupor, shuffling away from him as they went about their daily tasks. He would be left to wonder where to take his new creation, seeking inspiration, he would wait in the center of the park. Cross legged on a stone he would sit with his eyes closed. Bring me inspiration, Kami.. he thought. If he could just finish this one song in time, he would become the most recognized music producer of the year three thousand eight. He would gain fame that he had always been seeking, ever since he started his record label. |
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Post by raven on Sept 4, 2008 0:25:57 GMT -5
She watched the innocent with a evil smile deceided to have a bit of fun for a change and walking up to him took out a knife attempting to dig it into his back. Askadelia was plinaly just cruel it brought her great joy in killing innocents and the man infront would do. The evil witch had been disappointed with no real battles she hoped it would draw a good witch out maybe a Charmed One. When she attempted to go to his back the evil witch thought back to all times before just grinning at how many she'd killed.
Cristos had left a world in ruins and she intended to take control first killing innocents and then going after baby Hannah it would all come together. She knew that with Aiden gone too no one would challenge her and with a few more powers everything would come together.
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Post by khouaness on Sept 5, 2008 0:39:08 GMT -5
What pretensious soul would dare threaten his life, as well as the lives of the innocents who gathered 'round to hear his music? What he had believed to have been dormant had once more awakened it seemed, the aggression that the evil beings had been storing had seemed to once more surface. Reacting quickly, he would side step the knife, being a musician his ears were keen on the sounds around him. From there he would use the momentum from the thrust to toss the women over his shoulder, slamming her down upon the ground. Most likely disoriented and disarmed, he would place his foot upon her neck, a glare present on his face. "Explain this violation of gods will, the attempt upon an innocent life." he demanded in a clear, enraged tone.
Being an Ex-Demon he was quite skilled in the ways of combat and information gathering. Eyes burned with hate as he looked down upon her face, oh how he wished he was still a demon, he would crush the life from her body with the sole of his foot. "Make it quick, perhaps you'll live to tell the tale." he stated with a smirk as he slung his guitar over his shoulder, resting it gently against his back. |
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Post by raven on Sept 9, 2008 18:56:58 GMT -5
"Innocents are suppose to be killed," said Askadelia after flaming away from the situation and appeared behind him again with a smirk. "Here I thought this wouldn't be a real battle and I find a mortal that can fight how cute," said Askadelia just moving her hands around with a laugh. Askadelia was amused that a little mortal had the nerve and just smiled at him while awaiting how he might act. "You know it's not wise to cross a old demon like me," said Askadelia while looking at him then just folded her arms more amused then anything. The old witch just couldn't believe that a mortal might even dare to cross her and shook the head.
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Post by khouaness on Sept 11, 2008 19:47:33 GMT -5
"..cross me, and even with your powers you will not long survive."
Words that carried more then just an empty threat. He had once been known as the mighty Juken, the skills still existed within him physically, just perhaps not magically. A passive look was etched on his face as he stared this one down. She believed herself to be something special, yet he could not even figure out who she was, a clear sign he had no reason to worry. "So what's a useless old bag like yourself doing killing innocents anyway? If you were important, you'd have bigger fish to fry." he said with a yawn as he adjusted the guitar on his back. Should he need them, he had many ways to vanisquish demons upon his person, concealed from sight. |
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Post by jekren on Oct 14, 2008 11:58:23 GMT -5
“Miss me?”
Out of nowhere the man would appear, however he was not unfamiliar to Khoua. There was no way he would be able to resist this, therefore he simply hung his head. Khoua had known that Juken would come back to try and return once more to what they had been. So instead of fighting it, he would instead simply smile. At least with his powers back, he would be able watch over his son and daughter. Stepping closer now, Genesis would start to fade as his body now touched Khoua's, once more they would become a single being.. true evil.
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