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Post by Vlasta Kral on Jul 7, 2013 15:11:55 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 459 . TAGS Agares, Selena . NOTES here . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] Things were getting quiet in Hell. As quiet as they could get at least. Several souls were leaving right away to get out of this place and go to the human world where they could escape their suffering. That of course meant that Vlatsa was losing her subjects. There was hardly anything for her to do. She had taken a trip up to the human world to see it for herself and discovered she hated the world she had left behind when she died. It had changed so much over the centuries. It was disgraceful and Vlasta wanted no part of it until she could burn it to the ground and start a new one from its melting surface. Her sin had gone, probably wanting whatever he could get his disgusting hands on. Really she figured all of the sins would be gone by now. She had even noted Pride leaving. She was back in the Hell that she had ruled. No one was in her way. That was her thought for some time until this very day when she came across one person she shouldn't have even been surprised to see.
She was making her rounds throughout Hell and there the man was. Vilof Tera, the sin of Sloth, was still hanging around Hell, probably far too uncaring to even bother to get off of his rear to go and check things out like his fellow sin had. Greed had run into this guy before and Vlasta had noted then that she disliked him. He held power but didn't do a damn thing with it. He was a pathetic ruler if he could even be called one. He had his own pets but how did he even command them? He probably didn't. Vlasta grit her teeth at the sight of him. He was the only thing in her way right now. She didn't even care if it was unorthodox. She wasn't an orthodox kind of woman in her own way.
"You're still here? You haven't found the time to go with the others? They're going to forget about you rotting down here" she spoke up as she got closer, standing up tall and proud like she always did. She was an uncrowned queen after all. Her eyes were narrowed into a glare, the slit pupils of her eyes focused on him and thin as they did so. She looked a bit terrifying though he probably wouldn't care. What was she going to do? Attack him and end up in the same boat she was in with Greed? It was definitely tempting she had to honest. She held back for now though. She didn't want to rush into something she would regret. Agares was the hot headed one. She tried to control herself. "Don't you think you should get the Hell out of here before it's too late?" she suggested in a pushy, pissed tone. She wanted him gone. Now.
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Post by Vilof Tera on Aug 27, 2013 18:21:30 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] Hell had been absolutely wonderful the last bit of time. Nearly everyone had left, all jumping ship to go to the human world and out of this little hell hole. Even Vilof’s fellow sins had started to leave, including Pride. It was just a matter of time until he was the strongest of the few people in hell, and Vilof simply couldn’t wait. Sure, there would be a few strong stragglers here and there, but nothing too difficult for a Sin. It would become quieter until everyone was either too afraid, or simply too unknowing to come near Sloth. He hoped, at least.
But that’s why he simply laid out in the open now, not wanting to give up any particular spot in Hell. No one cared about anyone in Hell now. All those that really wanted to gain power and be free were flooding into the human world. It was practically paradise for Vilof, as he laid on the ground and slept days away at a time. He hadn’t even had a single challenger or annoying pest in the last few weeks. Ever since his little run in with Greed, and shortly after Pride asking for the sins to follow her into the human world, things have been perfectly quiet. That is, until Sloth was woken mid sleep from a familiar voice. The proud, and royal voice of someone he knew. He opened his eyes slowly, not even fully opening his eyes to look at the woman for a few moments. But, as soon as he got a peek of her, Vilof knew exactly who she was.
He yawned, closing his eyes once more. He really didn’t want to deal with this flaming hot bitch of a pet. Sure, she was pretty and tall, but man was she a mean one. He hadn’t even spoken a word to her before she started glaring daggers at him, and that tone of hers made it clear that she wanted nothing more than to see the man leave. He ignored her for a few minutes, before opening up his eyes and looking her up and down, noting that proud and menacing pose of hers. Man, she really was hot. Vilof could only wonder if he wasn’t such a lazy ass. “I’d rather like..if they forgot..about me..” He responded, well past any normal response window. His words were slow and overdrawn like always, as he just stared aimlessly at the girl. “I’d rather stay here… Where I won’t be disturbed constantly.” He said again, this time a little faster but not much. His voice held little to no power what so ever, being spoken near monotone as he just stared at the girl. “Shouldn’t you..help Greed?” he asked, tilting his head slightly as he yawned once more. | [atrb=width,90]tag; Vilof Tera notes; -- stats: HAN: 19 REI: 18 HAK: 21 SEI: 16 BUK: 19 HOH: 17 | [cs=2] |
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Aug 29, 2013 12:50:05 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 728 . TAGS Vilof . NOTES HAN: 16 REI: 14 HAK: 18 SEI: 14 BUK: 18 HOH:10 . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] There was a good moment.. moments... dragged out minutes of silence when Vlasta walked up to the most boring man in all of Hell. It was like she was being ignored or something. She wasn't going to have any of that nonsense. She knew well that Vilof had seen her and took notice of her though. He had looked right at her then gone back to whatever was so interesting behind his eyelids. He just said nothing though. Vlasta kept waiting but just... nothing! To say the least it was pissing her off. She ground her teeth, rubbing the blades over her fingers together, narrowing her eyes, anything to keep her from just mauling the man lying before her. She wasn't about to become the slave to yet another sin. She was about to do something very foolish though and she wasn't really sure if she cared about the consequences at all now.
Luck turned out on her side a bit though and Vilof spoke. He spoke extremely slowly and barely in a way that Vlasta could understand him. His voice was just so... weak. God the least he could do was show some pride or something even if that wasn't his title. Not only did his tone annoy her, but his words did as well. Why was some one like this capable of such power? It made no sense to her. Maybe he was worse than Greed, even with how despicable that man was. Not only was he more than fine with doing nothing and being forgotten but he was just so... improper about it. Then he went onto say he wanted to go on without disturbances. In the back her of mind Vlasta got the idea of just coming to see him everyday until he finally got fed up with being bothered, if the famous Vilof Tera could even get fed up. She knew how to get what she wanted at all times even if it wasn't just through her looks like usual. But then he brought up That Man and Vlasta forgot all about how annoyed she was at Sloth, turning her attention to the fact that, yes, maybe she should have followed her 'master' to the human world to help him with whatever he was doing. Then she realized she was Vlasta Kral and gave absolutely no fucks about that.
"I'm not in the least bit interested in what that man is doing on his own time. He didn't call for me so I have no reason to follow him around like some kind of dog despite the name pet" she explained, sounding as regal as ever. sure she was bound to some man like a servant. That didn't mean she was going to act like one though. She glared at Vilof for even bringing up Greed and any responsibilities he thought she might have had. If he knew anything about her, which he clearly didn't, he'd know she wasn't just the average pet who was in love with her master. She'd seen Vilof's weird pet. He obviously didn't have the best example of what normal pets were like. Maybe she was the abnormal one though. All the others were like children to her. They could have been into those strange children things like masochism. It always seemed to work best when she acted like a forceful dominant partner. Everyone in Hell was a bit of a sick freak then it seemed.
Her little rant over with she remembered why she had come up here in the first place. "But honestly don't you think it would be a lot more peaceful to... do whatever you do up in the human world?" she questioned, trying to sound smooth and caring and persuasive. Vilof could be the judge of how well she was at that. "I bet if you got up in the sun light it would be so relaxing. No one would even think of telling you to leave either. No one would come to fight you and the other sins, especially that pride woman would have a harder time finding you if you actually moved once ever hundred years." Vlasta went on urging. She just wanted him gone. She wanted her reign back after so long. The sins wouldn't even be able to come back if she had it her way in the end.
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Post by Vilof Tera on Aug 31, 2013 16:50:53 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] Vilof closed his eyes once more, the girl's response coming far too quickly for his preference. Even more so as she ranted about Greed. The rant again just bounced around in his head, not seeming to faze him what so ever. At least not for a few more moments. The gap was noticeably shorter this time, indicating that Sloth had awoke slightly. His response was simple though, a small little laugh at her rant. Nothing more nor less, as that's all he had to say about Pleon in general. After their little run in, he wasn't too fond of the Sin. Hell, he wasn't too fond of anyone that told him to move. Especially from some place that was simply undisturbed. But, they had settled their argument and that was the past now. That was something good about Vilof, he rarely ever held grudges. Not like he had the energy too, even if he wanted to .
He yawned again, shifting his body to his side. His face was turned away from Vlasta, with his back exposed to the woman as he tried to get comfortable once again. He really didn't want to get up, and he could already find himself slowly waking up. He curled up slightly, stretching out his body while Vlasta was trying to manipulate him into going to the human world. However, Sloth knew all about that much better than the Pet. He knew that there wasn't just the sins to worry about, but also the shinigami and whatever the hell else was out there. He also wasn't the best at hiding his vast spiritual pressure. It would be much easier to find him when he wasn't surrounded by anyone with power. He'd be a beacon of energy, something that he really didn't want to be.
It took a few more moments, before Vilof moved his right hand and scratched his hair. "No.." He said, lifting up his head enough to look at the woman. He knew all about the Vlasta Kral. If nothing else just from the rumors that floated around hell, and stories from Greed himself. She was a hot-headed togabito that wanted nothing more than to rule over it all. That's why without the other sins, should would be the only one to actually topple him. Simply for the sheer amount of numbers she could gather. But, Vilof was still Sloth. He didn't care enough about all that. It would take time, and if nothing else he could run. "In hell..without the other sins..I only have to worry about you..and a handful of others...Out there...I have to worry about the stronger..and the unknown...This place is the most peaceful. Even if it isn't the most relaxing.." He said, looking at her directly in the eyes while he spoke. His eyes seemed a little more lively now, his attention being required. But, that faded away within a few moments as he let his head fall to the ground. A few slight movements came from him, and then his breathing slowed a very small snore escaped from the male. He had drifted back into sleep, just in time before waking up more. All he could do was hope that when he awoke, it wouldn't be with a knife in his back.
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Sept 5, 2013 17:09:04 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 676 . TAGS Vilof . NOTES HAN: 16 REI: 14 HAK: 18 SEI: 14 BUK: 18 HOH:10 . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] At first Vlasta would have thought that the man wasn’t listening her by the way he looked all distant and spaced out. She was about to grab him by that pretty neck and making him listen. He made it abundantly clear he had in fact been listening though because a few moments after she was done, a few long as hell moments after, he let out a laugh. He dared to laugh at her, and right to her face at that? Vlasta could feel her eye twitch in her disgust. She realized that yes indeed this man was stronger than her in some way but that didn’t mean she couldn’t slaughter him where he lay and await for him to be reborn to slaughter him again. It was a common practice of hers to kill someone at least twice after they enraged her. It was a good way to push how serious of an offense it was to get on the Queen of Hell’s bad side.
She controlled herself, barely. Her fists were shaking and she was halfway sure her lip had started to bleed inside her mouth from how hard she was biting it. She was sure if Vilof ever opened his eyes long enough to look into her own they would be looking pretty crazy. This man..... he pissed her off severely and that was just putting it lightly. Oh he really didn't want to deal with her in the shape she was in right now. That was for damn sure. She didn't care what he said.
"You think that the stakes in Hell are so much better than those on Earth?" she asked in a raspy voice, obviously barely containing her anger anymore. "You think it can stay so peaceful?" the woman inquired, quite enjoying all the different ways she thought up to ruin every shred of peace the sin dreamed of. Oh how she could burn them to the ground with just a flick of her wrist and a shim. It was more tempting than anything she had faced in quite some time. She didn't realize it but her anger mixed with the destructive thoughts she was having had started up a reaction inside of her. Some part of the back of her mind had evidently thought it best to activate her power and her blades began to heat up, glowing a soft red before they started dripping with lava.
Before she could finish her pleasant thoughts, she noticed that Vilof hadn't given her an answer. It was true that he was normally slow but this was a bit much. Vlasta snapped out of her daze and glanced down at the man to be faced with a sight that sealed his fate. He had fallen asleep once more, right in her presence, as she was speaking to him. That was the last straw. With that what reins had been keeping her tame just snapped and the unfortunate sin was going to be left as a victim to what was her unforgiving wrath.
"You dare to go by your life in this manner of utter uselessness with no care in the world of the fact that you serve no purpose nor do anyone any good?!" she started ranting, not caring to check how loud her voice was. She lifted up her foot some way before bringing it right back down to Vilof's chest, just below his neck. If she landed it perfectly there was a good chance of her heel piercing into skin with its blade-like point. Not to mention she was a strong woman. Bone crushing force were held in those limbs of hers. Even to a sin her strength might be of some threat. She could only hope as much were true. "You think you can simply fly away to your dream land whenever you like! I won't allow this kind of disrespect, you mongrel!" she didn't care if he was supposedly superior to her. She never saw him that way. That wasn't going to change now.
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Post by Vilof Tera on Sept 8, 2013 16:57:17 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] Vilof's body rose and fell from his breathing, confirming that the man was once again asleep. His mind wandered to where ever they went, his dreams being rather..well, dull. They were as dull as he was, simple and boring. Perfect for Sloth. and that was just the way he liked them. They made the fact that his existence was meaningless, just the more concrete. That is why it was rather difficult to wake him most of the time, he simply knew that it was meaningless. No matter how long he stood awake, he didn't accomplish anything. Nor did he want to. Sleep made the eons pass faster, and thus bring his existence to an end that much quicker. At least, that's how Vilof saw it.
That is why the simple heat of the lava barely woke the man, even as the drips were dangerously close to the sin and his body could sense the heat that radiated off of the small pools of lava. However, they did stir him slightly, bringing him that much closer to what he liked to call the his mid state, where he is neither awake nor asleep. And again, Vlasta's loud voice pushed him even more, brining him close to that mid state. At this point, his mind was conscious enough to hear and record what the woman was saying. That's why as soon as the bladed heel hit flesh, Vilof awoke with a cry of pain, and his hand catching the heel before it came too close to his heart. He pushed against the woman's foot, freeing himself from the blade. He rolled away from the woman, his reishi pressure spiking upwards. Vilof's entire body was seeming to vibrate, including the air around him as he stood up to look at the flaming bitch.
He looked towards the woman, his eyes now full of anger and emotion as blood dripped from the hole in his chest. If anything would fully awake the Sin of Sloth, it was being hastily awoken, and near death. Both of which just happened, causing something that very few people saw, his anger. He walked towards the togabito, looking up at her. His body continued to vibrate as he walked, his full energy released as his powers surpassed that of even her master. "You come to my domain, waking me up. Then you try to manipulate me so that Hell will once again be yours. You then mock my very existence. The very thing that I embody, that of wasted potential. Something that makes my very existence meaningless. Then, you try to kill me while I sleep. And you call ME disrespectful?" He asked, the anger shaking in his voice as he stood next to Vlasta, looking up at her with eyes full of anger. He simply stared at her in the eyes, his full attention now on Vlasta as any of his previous, zoned out qualities were gone. "If you want me gone, you better try something new." He added in, resisting the urge to spit in the bitch's face.
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Sept 9, 2013 11:18:12 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 743 . TAGS Vilof . NOTES HAN: 16 REI: 14 HAK: 18 SEI: 14 BUK: 18 HOH:10 . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] Almost as soon as her foot touched down she felt it being shoved back up with a force that was more than surprisingly strong. As it was shoved she pulled it on back, taking a few steps backward to steady herself, but also to get away from the epicenter of that sudden burst of energy. It almost choked her up a bit, but even still she kept her overbearing air, standing up tall and proud as she kept an eye on the sin below her. It seemed she had called it close. Her aim had unknowingly placed her heel right above the man's heart where a hole was now. She couldn't help her tiny smirk as she gazed at it. This was why she was the Queen of Hell in the beginning. No one, not even a sin, was completely safe from her. Even Pride itself would meet her wrath one of these days and it would be so sweet.
Vlasta returned her attention to the man as she noticed the glare he was sending her way. Well that was interesting. It seemed that the cool and calm Sloth could even be riled up, and of course it would be by her own doing. This was the power she had. She only gave the man a fraction of her attention as he bit back at her with his own words. He was questioning her when he had little to no right to. Vlasta was the law maker here. It was her choice to decide what was just or unjust, respectful or disrespectful. Vilof's words meant next to nothing to her. She only managed to show him a small, amused smile in the end. She had been quite bored in Hell. This was turning her day into a complete 180. Not to mention she was sure if she looked cocky enough to mimic Pride it would only piss the man off some more which she was craving now. She just watched the man vibrate in his anger and she felt something in her chest speed up. It had been nearly a thousand years since she fought Pleonexia. She had grown since then. If she could take down the even stronger Vilof Tera then surely she would be freed.
"You wish for me to try something else then, boy?" she made sure to emphasize that last word. Compared to her Sloth really was nothing more than a boy. She was set on making sure he was well aware of this fact, even if she had to beat it into that skull that was hollow save for a the roots of that black hair of his. She reached behind her back to grab her double scythe and it was then that she noticed the lava dripping from her arm blades. Well she wasn't sure when that had happened, but it seemed to save her the trouble of summoning it up now. "You should have wandered off to God knows where when I gave you the chance. mongrel" she stated in a solid, powerful voice. She really had no self doubts about what she was getting herself into. She usually didn't go out of her way to fight, but this was a bout something a little more than just a simple battle.
She gripped the handle of her scythe, and with no more than a second's warning she hand it coming over he shoulder, one of the blades coming right down upon Vilof's shoulder at an angle. She wasn't the fastest person in hell so really she didn't expect the attack to work, even with a possible element of surprise on her side. Instead what she was banking on was what came next. Her right arm had been the one to draw her weapon as as it too came over her shoulder she released the lava that had been building up upon her arm blade. It released in a long curved shape from her quick movement ad that wisp of lava would be flying right out in front of her in the area she could only hope Vilof was. It was all of seven feet in total length. If he had moved enough or even gone up the attack was easily avoidable. she didn't much underestimate the man even if he was a boy, and she was well aware it would take more than one shot of lava to end him.
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Post by Vilof Tera on Sept 30, 2013 12:45:39 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] Vilof's anger continued to rise as he stared at the Amazonian bitch. Through his entire speech, she refused to say nothing, merely giving that smug, arrogant smirk. He simply couldn't deal with the amount of hypocrisy and the thoughts of self-entitlement that Vlasta had. He was the superior one here. His power was much stronger, he was a Sin and she was not. Even if she was much older than him, it did not matter. He was the stronger one, the one that should command and control her. That is why his rage continued, his more emotional and furious side being shown. He was getting that much closer to not being a waste of potential. And he had to hold every urge he had to simply show her his true powers, so demolish her so quickly that she would forever fear the Embodiment of Sloth. Especially as he could only make her trying to emulate Pride. She did a pretty good job at it too. Not that it's hard, you just have to be a stuck up, self entitled bitch.
His eyes twitched slightly as his power again started to surge. His body began to vibrate even more, as this entire area became more like a beacon of power to any lesser togabito around. He simply stared her down, reaching for the hilt of his own zweihander as she reached for her scythe. His body language was completely different from before. It was equal to that of one who knew they had power, as he stood up to his full height with his chest out. He knew he was the stronger one, if not one of the strongest sins. He wasn't going to let some lowly pet talk down to him like she ruled all of hell. He reign was over long ago. "You should have left me alone, bitch!" He shouted back, her pose and voice having little to no effect on the man. He was surprise she could even muster up the courage and strength to still sound so confident.
It didn't take long for the woman to attack, and he responded quickly by unsheathing his blade to meet with her axe. He held the zweihander with both hands, using his natural strength to match the momentum that the axe would have gained from the swing. However, he wasn't ready for the blade of lava that came out of her right arm blade. He quickly let go of his blade with his left hand, swiping across the air to create a vibration of air. However, he couldn't match the angle of the lave right, instead being only able to cancel out a part of it as the rest hit him across his body. He let out a sound of pain, as he pushed back against the axe with both hands on his blade once again, and dashed backwards. The lava burned, but he quickly shook it off of himself. His anger was now even more, as he stared directly at Vlasta. His blade began to vibrate furiously, it seeming to practically bend and move on its own as he pointed it at the girl. "This is your last chance. Leave, or I will give you a fate far worse than death. I will make you my slave, and I will hold you by a collar for all eternity. You will stay by my side, doing absolutely nothing, until both of our existences fade away" He said, staring at her directly in the eyes, completely serious.
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Sept 30, 2013 17:37:33 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 743 . TAGS Vilof . NOTES HAN: 16 REI: 14 HAK: 18 SEI: 14 BUK: 18 HOH:10 . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] Using profane language wasn't going to put fear into Vlasta or put her down a level. It barely even phased except maybe fueling that hatred she had for improper fools like the sorry excuse of a man in front of her. She just scoffed at his term. She had no interest in doing anything more than that. All of that was irrelevant to the current situation though. Instead she focused on how the lava thrown from her blade had gotten past whatever the Sin was doing and slapped him right across the chest. She was sure it was burning him, charring his skin. It even made him let out a sound of pain that was music to her ears. She couldn't help but smile as it reached her ears. She regripped her scythe with extra force, more intent on killing the Sin than she had ever been. She watched his blade as it seemed to be warped into a moving blade, bending with the vibrations of Vilof's body. It only fueled her even more. Sex was fun and all, but there was also a great pleasure in war.
Her excitement got mixed when rage as Vilof felt the need to keep on talking. He was going to give her a fate worse than death huh? It seemed he forget one important detail that flawed his plan of enslaving her. That had already happened to her with Greed nearly a thousand years ago. this just brought it back as a slap to the face. she bore her teeth, grinding them together in a way that should have made them snap. Her face was contorted in anger and rage. "You think you can boy?! I'd like to see you just try it!" she growled. That wasn't going to happen to her again. she wasn't just about to be defeated by the most useless Sin that had ever existed. It was impossible. She had come too far for something like that. It was madness. Vilof on the other hand seemed confident in his words. That only pissed her off even more. He really thought he was so grand as to look down on her like nothing but an annoyance to his day. He would soon regret that. He was a waste of power. He might have had it, but Vlasta knew better than to think he was able to use it. Vlasta had more than enough time to master everything she had. He didn't stand a chance against her. He was going to be dead or run away only to be killed later. those were the only options for the end of this battle.
Vlasta was done just standing around and making faces though. She ran forward now bringing her scythe around again, this time releasing the lava from that blade before the blade itself would even stand a chance of reaching Vilof. It spun right around and so did Vlasta. She extended her leg out, kicking out to wherever Sloth was now, again shooting of a blast of lava that gathered at the blades of her shoe. Just as that had fired her scythe swung around and yet another was released, followed right behind by a second blast from her other arm blade. She was letting loose everything with no care at all if it was over kill. she was intent on leaving nothing but a melted mess of the sin by the time she was done. Not to mention she barely had the control to restrain herself from just exploding entirely. She could only do the second best option. She wasn't even sure if anything would hit. She knew the Sin was a fast fucker who would probably try to flee from anything she through. "How pathetic" she mumbled to herself though the chances of Vilof hearing it were quite large. What reason did she have to try and hide?
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Post by Vilof Tera on Sept 30, 2013 22:19:00 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] The look of pure rage on Vlasta's face was practically ecstasy to Vilof. He didn't really think the threat through, but it seemed to have done the absolute opposite of what the lazy man wanted. However, that look of pure rage was something that kept him going and wound up. He had never seen someone so angry before, losing most of their natural beauty to that of anger. Even though, there was still a charm on the girl that kept the man from wanting to kill her. He couldn't help but laugh at her remark, exploding his reishi once again to their maximum potential. He was going to show this flaming whore exactly how much his power exceeded hers. In every sense of the word, he was better than her. The only thing she had on him was experience, and even that would crumble to his enormous power. There was no way he was going to back down. Not until she submitted to him.
Vilof was more prepared for the onslaught that this woman was capable of. His zweihander was ready, but he wasn't exactly ready to unleash it's power yet. Instead he started back peddling and weaving to the side. He threaded himself between the first lava, and the blade, ducking under her swing and bring up his sword in retaliation. However, he couldn't finish his response and was knocked backwards by the kick, the searing mass of lava resting on his chest. He ignored it completely, his entire focus on the woman and her axe. He dodged to the right, running a circle around the girl and trying to avoid the lava. He continued to circle the woman, using his superior speed to try and keep out of her vision range.
He wasn't ready to unleash his attack yet. At least, until Vlasta insulted him. Suddenly his anger took hold, as his massively vibrating blade start to vibrate even more. He jumped into the air suddenly, brining his blade down, with both hands on the hilt, towards the woman. On contact with anything, the entire force that he was withholding in that blade would be released. It was strong enough to shatter the earth into pieces, the blade vibrating to the point that the air was disoriented in a large area around it. He then held in the air for a moment, before jumping back slightly. "You haven't even seen a fraction of my power yet." He said, before swinging his zweihander in the air to create a shockwave of vibration, aiming directly at the woman. It was at this point when he was reminded of the pain on his chest, a hole in his clothes burned and an obvious, large burn mark appearing on his chest. "fucking bitch" He said to himself with a painful breath of air. He didn't want to true form, but there was no way he would admit defeat. At least not when he was this pissed off at the flaming whore. | [atrb=width,90]tag; Vilof Tera notes; Gonna get dat rage secs stats: HAN: 19 REI: 18 HAK: 21 SEI: 16 BUK: 19 HOH: 17 | [cs=2] |
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Oct 1, 2013 1:48:17 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 743 . TAGS Vilof . NOTES HAN: 16 REI: 14 HAK: 18 SEI: 14 BUK: 18 HOH:10 . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] Vlasta actually felt her foot connect with something solid. Well that was surprise to her at first. Then she realized how obvious it was that there was no way for her to miss. She was going to be the victor here after all. Vilof might last a bit longer than the other low togabito of hell, but none the less he would be squashed beneath her boot like every other. Her confidence was rising with every move she made. She had the man on the run. Vlasta could only imagine the shape his torso had to be in by now. She had almost even pierced his heart earlier. Yet here she stood without a sign of battle on her flesh. This was very fitting indeed.
It was true that Vilof was fast, but Vlasta had some of the keenest reflexes in hell. She turned her body in time to raise her arms up as the man jumped. She was ready for him when he brought his sword down. He arms were crossed up above her, armor's forearms ready for whatever pathetic attack he could through at her. Somehow that attack wasn't nearly as weak as Vlasta expected it to be. In fact it outweighed her own strength. Her arms started to be pushed down. Her armor was even cut through, and she felt that sword begin to tear into her flesh. with a horrified look she swung her arms away, arm blades trying to knock away that vibrating sword in the process. She looked down to her arms, which were dripping with blood now. She didn't get this at all. There was no way this could have been right. She just tightened her fists, not caring if it sped up the blood flow. Her hands were shaking, but not in fear. She was outraged. She was going to kill this man now. There was no letting him get away.
She didn't have the time to go right into another attack. Instead she was met with a shockwave that Vilof had released at some point during her distraction. She was sent flying back, again like before though her arms came to shield her. That amount of pressure did indeed cause her a good amount of pain, and forced more blood from her forearms. That only pushed Vlasta farther into her blind rage though. She could barely control her breathing. She had to force her mouth open to do so and to keep from biting right though her lip. She was glaring at this man intensely, with that same hatred she looked at Greed with.
"I haven't seen a fraction of your power?" she scoffed, smirking again. "You think you've seen a fraction of mine?" She had only used an ability she didn't even mean to activate and Vilof thought that he could have such a cocky attitude? How foolish of him. Vlasta sung her scythe over her head, latching it back into its holster. She then held her arms out. More lava flowed out of her blades and arms themselves. Instead of just dripping to the ground this time, they grew in places until they took on a long sharp formation the spanned the length of her arms. Once they had grown out she went back on the attack. She ran forward, using all the speed she had to reach Vilof as quickly as she could, She thrust her right arm forward, intent on stabbing it right through Vilof's already injured chest. She knew the man was a speedy one though, so right after she kicked her long leg out, hoping maybe she could kick him if he dodged backward. Her foot continued on up to maybe click his leg if he had taken to the air instead, possibly tripping him up. Her foot came slamming back down on the ground though, cracking it under her. Clearly she wasn't as collected as her reasoned movements were making it seem. She was on the edge of snapping.
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Post by Vilof Tera on Oct 31, 2013 3:13:05 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] Vilof couldn't help but let a smile of pure satisfaction collect on his face as he watched the blonde-haired amazon in front of him. The amount of blood that dripped to the floor, along with the metal shavings and dried blood that coated the edge of his sword, told him one thing. That his attack was more than successful, that this was going to be as easy as he hoped it would be. Well, not quite that easy, but easy enough where he wouldn't have to go all out like he thought beforehand. Sure, the battle has barely started, but the Sin of Sloth was still heated up over their ordeal. He couldn't help but release at least most of his potential.
However, he didn't have much time to flex his own ego as he continued to watch the woman. The giant trembling, and that look of pure hatred that he returned with a stare of rage. He hasn't forgiven her yet, nor even calmed down. Vilof was going to teach this flaming bitch a lesson she would think about for the next 1000 years, as his slave. He couldn't help but vibrate his body slightly, the anger Vlasta admitted exciting him even more.
Vilofs mind wandered slightly, noting how rare it was to see him this way. There was just something about Vlasta that really boiled his blood, and he couldn't quite figure it out. That's why he gave little attention to the girl, the sin calming enough to lose himself in his own mind. However, that was quickly dismissed as he was spoken to, his attention once again returning to Vlasta.
Vilof gripped his zweihander tighter as he watched the lava ooze from the Togabito. And just to remind him of exactly how powerful it was, the pain of his chest was brought back to full memory. Sloth bit his lips in pain, remaining silent as he glared the charging amazonian. "It doesn't matter what your power is. You can't beat a sin, especially me." He yelled back at her, adjusting his sword. He quickly jumped to the side of Vlasta, narrowly avoiding the lava-infused jab. He then saw the kick coming, spinning his body around to block the force of the kick with his blade. He steadied himself as her foot landed, holding his ground through the vibrations.
His leg started to shimmer as he took to the offensive, using her moment of re-preparation to attack. He jumped to the air, spinning as his foot aimed towards Vlasta's shoulders. If connecting with anything, it would feel as if his single leg kicked twice. This was then followed up with a blast of reishi from Vilof's left hand, spinning his upper body downwards as he pulled in his legs. His right arm was bent, his elbow aimed for Vlasta's head as his hand rested on his neck, his sword running along the length of his spine. If given the chance, Sloth would take a few steps back, his blade still along his spine, a smirk on his lips. | [atrb=width,90]tag; Vilof Tera notes; Gonna get dat rage secs stats: HAN: 19 REI: 18 HAK: 21 SEI: 16 BUK: 19 HOH: 17 | [cs=2] |
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Oct 31, 2013 13:31:31 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 598 . TAGS Hoomans . NOTES here . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] "You want to bet on that boy?!" she called out to sloth in an excited tone. He was going so far as to truly challenge her power. Vlasta had every intention of proving that man wrong. She couldn't beat a Sin? She would beat this man within and inch of his pitiful existence, and keep him strung out in a near death state for all of eternity. If he didn't think she would or could do it, he was in for a big surprise. She was in for her own surprise when she went on the attack though. Vilof really didn't have physical strength that surpassed her own. The metal of her boot clashed with his sword, and the Sin was able to keep her at bay, saving himself from some devastating damage. no matter. That wouldn't be her last chance.
Vlasta glared as the man as he made his dash to the air. He was running away. It figured. She rolled her eyes, drawing her arms out to her sides, readying herself to go after him. Then he started on his descent, and Vlasta couldn't help but smile. He was really launching an attack on her. How cute was that? She lifted one arm above her head, lining it up with where Vilof's foot was coming down. While his foot was met with the lava of her arm, it was still more than enough to break through the dripping lava. Vlasta felt the force travel through her arm, vibrating the armor that covered her arm. She let out a grunt, clenching her fist as her bones were wracked with pain form the force. She couldn't afford to focus on that though. She barely registered it in time to try and draw her other arm up to met the man's hand. She cursed her lack of speed at that moment. She was withing inches when the Sin's arm came down upon her head with all of the force.
Instantly she fell to the ground, not even able to catch herself with her arms. The remaining lava fell from her arms, creating a puddle around her that was soon mixed in with blood that wouldn't burn no matter how hot it got. She was motionless for a short time, almost like she had died. Her body twitched a few times though, signalling that she hadn't yet fallen. She could barely think though, let alone get up to her feet. Her body began to leak lava from every pore. Soon enough she was covered from head to tow in the glowing liquid. At first it seemed like a shapeless mass, but after a few moments it began to mimic Vlasta's form, only much larger, nearly double her original size in fact.
Vlasta got up to her feet, now towering over the man. She looked down on him, an enrages expression still clear though her face was made up of lava. While she could still barely formulate thoughts with the anger running through her mind, she knew that she was wanting to see the tiny sin try and go up against her when she was like this. A large smirk took over her face, and she reached back, drawing the larger, lava version of her sword. She didn't waste any time in slashing it down to the ground, aiming the massive weapon at the Sin. At around eight feet in length if would be a difficult thing to avoid. It hardly mattered though. She would finish everything in a matter of moments in this form.
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Post by Vilof Tera on Oct 31, 2013 21:17:21 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] The Sin of Sloth knelt after his attack, his free hand moving quickly to get the any leftover lava off of his leg. He couldn't help but cringe as he tried to apply pressure on that leg, wincing his pain from the severity of the burn. He looked towards Vlasta, thinking that she was dead for a moment. At least until he saw the body move slightly. His rage has subsided to a degree, leaving him more back to his usual self instead of the raging beast he had become. However, Vilof couldn't help but smile when he saw exactly how effective his attack was. "Admit defeat. So we can move on to other things." he demanded, approaching the barely moving body, limping. He dipped slightly, letting the tip of his blade drop to the ground as he used it as a walking stick. He stopped just before the pool of lava would touch his feet, looking down at the blood and lava puddle.
"Get up. I'm not going to let a pet as weak as this survive." He said, a bit of malice in his voice as he stared down at the she beast. He could only hope that she was still conscious enough to hear him. As soon as the lava started to come out of her body, Vilof stepped back to clear himself away from the burning substance. His gaze didn't leave the giant blob of lava, even as it grew to tower over him and resemble his soon to be pet. A small sigh escaped from the man, the battle starting to wear him out.
He watched the woman, slightly surprised that such a look of rage could even form on lava. This woman truly was something. However, he hardly had the time to think of that, there was a giant lava sword coming straight for him. He brought his zweihander from the ground, moving it to intercept the giant blade. He clashed against it, pushing back towards the blade. His footing started to become loose, as lava flowed from the blade and onto the sin. He held this for another moment, before the searing pain started to get to him. He gritted his teeth, being unable to stop this woman.
Vilof had no other choice. He released his full power, sending out a shockwave of energy as his body went under a transformation. Well, if you can call growing wings and his hair getting longer a transformation. Never the less, a shimmering aura grew around the man as he used his new speed to dash from under the blade. He drew closer to Vlasta, ignoring the pain from the searing marks all over his body. He used his new speed to run circles around Vlasta, slicing at her from different directions a total of 5 times, each strike acting like a double as a weakened mimicked effect would strike within a millisecond after the blade connected. After, ran 10 meters away, panting as his face was full of pain. he was getting tired of this troublesome bitch. "Can't we just talk it out, take our anger out in different ways?" He asked, panting as he stared at the huge molten thorn in his side. | [atrb=width,90]tag; Vilof Tera notes; Gonna get dat rage secs stats: HAN: 19 REI: 18 HAK: 21 SEI: 16 BUK: 19 HOH: 17 | [cs=2] |
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Nov 3, 2013 14:12:20 GMT -5
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I AM THE DIRT YOU CREATED I AM YOUR SINNER I AM YOUR WHORE
WORDS 540 . TAGS Vilof Bitch . NOTES here . made by prism of btn and ls.
| | [atrb=style, opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: -10px;] Vlasta noted the rise in power from the man. She just chose not to care about it. Nothing could stop her once she reached this form. This man could try whatever he wanted. It would all be futile. This would be over in just a few moments. Vlasta only looked on as the Sin raced around her. At least she tried to. He was far to fast for her eyes to perfectly track. She caught him as he made his first slice though. She didn't feel it directly, not yet at least. Still though, she knew getting too damaged in this form was dangerous. With a growl she leaped into the air, bringing her knees up to her chest, getting her self as far from the man as she could. She jumped a good twenty feet in the air, watching for the man.
She saw him standing far to close to be safe. While still in the air, she reached behind her back, drawing her massive scythe. It now measured twelve feet in length. It didn't seem enough to reach the Sin, not in that form anyway. She released the weapons extension though, the different side detaching, forming two twelve foot weapons with a twelve foot chain between them. Vlasta didn't give the man much time to process this fact before she swung the deadly weapon at him. It would be just long enough to reach him if he didn't move out of the way.
There was not only the danger of the weapon, but even if the man moved, Vlasta was ready for that. The blade of the scythe was aimed to pierce into the ground. That done, she gave a harsh tug, pulling herself toward the weapon with great speed. It Vilof was still there, he would be crushed beneath her boot, the lava blade of its heel running him through. She didn't care to aim. If it hit it would more than likely kill the tiny man for good. she also didn't put effort into aiming due to the fact that she had a doubt that she would be so lucky as the keeping him in that spot anyway. When she landed the ground shook under her for a moment, the earth around being crushed, creating a wave of dust and debris. Vlasta straightened up, letting out another roar of rage.
She looked around for the man, her anger starting to cloud her judgment. Where ever he was, beneath her boot or off running somewhere, she held her hand out toward him. She growled as she locked her eyes on him. Vlasta didn't give him the time to try and lose her before she fired off the mass of half of her arm, all of that lava flying in the direction of the Sin. She could only hope she was fast enough, which usually turned out to be a problem for the togabito. In this form of true anger though, it mattered little to her. She was capable of firing off her entire body for the chance of hitting her mark. She needed to hurry though. If she had one concern, that was it. She couldn't keep this form up that much longer.
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