PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Ugh, human men.

How is it possible that the bigger the ego the bigger the likelyhood they're just compensating for something gets. Or are you all just compensating. is that it.

I'm just going to go back to the demons. They're generally less smarmy.

Feel free to defend your species and gender  and even go ahead and try and show me a good time to prove your point but FORCE.



ETA: I've since learned undead human males obviously can't perform. Explains a lot

This again? This is getting incredibly annoying. Someone needs to teach these so called Powers a lesson in manners. Kidnapping people for the second time is just rude!

Alright now who went and killed poor Kumiko. She was fun for all her crazyness. Less annoyed about the glowery one to be honest. I don't think he liked me much.

You people do have a dreadful habit of killing anyone remotely interesting who arrives here. Frankly its rude.

Vacation's over, I guess, and that's fine. My daughter's being born soon and I do miss that Jersey shore. Being from New Jersey, after all, means never having to say you're sorry.

[Angels]
Be good. I don't want to have to come back here.

[Castiel]
I'm done telling you to leave her. But I will tell you not to let her cloud your judgement in whatever might come. I want you happy, but I also want what's best for you. That's all.

Hrmph. Vacations. Anything but relaxing.

[Those involved in the rescue]
I believe thanks are in order. Favours granted as well. I owe each and every one of you. I can't promise to dole out immaculate conceptions to you all, but I am in your debts.

[Angels]
Lesson learned. Point taken. Once I have seen this problem through I may have to cut this sabbatical short.

[Anna]
We will speak. In person.

[Alistair]
Commendable, but what did you wish to do? Make me like you? It's laughable.

( Filtered to angels and Winchesters & co )

( Filtered to good guys )

( Claires )

OOC: Anyone wanting in who hasn't said anything before should respond to this post. Jessi will have John reply to each of them ICly and he'll place them in the groups that were OOCly made up based on their abilities. Thanks!

Something strange happened last night.

I know, nothing good ever came from those words, on any world. But I think this might be of interest to you.

I was at a bar: I'd determined that this was a hanging out spot for elder vampires, and they were not of the "dracu-vamp" variety (I've been watching them for some time). I've some knowledge about this world, to the point where I can match them in a fight. There were other patrons, but they were either younger vampires or persons of an unsavory nature. Once I revealed myself, we engaged in battle and I wounded a few of them, killing some, though they put up a fight respectably. But here is where things took an interesting twist.

There was a man there. I thought he was human at first, but he got up from the table he was sitting at, approached the area where we were fighting, and then slashed his wrist with some kind of piercing weapon, before we knew what he was doing. It was some kind of greenish fluid which flowed out of the wound, and the effect could not have been more instantaneous. I had to teleport to safety before whatever I sensed affected me as well.

Every vampire in the room was in pain. They didn't die, but the blood that was in them was regurgitated. It was like their bodies were rejecting it. They were weakened severely, and it allowed him to have his pick of who he went after. The humans he came within close proximity to collapsed as well.

I quickly got out of there, because other people soon started arriving. The man dragged one of the vampires off with him. I don't know where he went. I suppose I should have stopped him, if only to determine what he was, but I was more concerned with my own safety. Whatever this man is, he appears to be some kind of walking biological weapon. As for his description, he was a tall man with brown hair and a medium-build, wearing a long gray coat over a formal suit. I've seen him on the board here, I'm almost positive.

If you come into contact with this man, do not under any circumstances pierce his skin. It reminds me of a spell we have back home, the "Font of Putrescence", which turns living flesh into a toxic pool of fluid. Except here, the toxic substance is already flowing underneath this man's flesh.


[ooc: Based on what I've seen in X-Files lore, I'm going with the theory that the virus wouldn't affect the vampires themselves, but would coagulate the blood inside them, causing an adverse effect. The bounty hunter then has free reign for a few minutes. ;)]

[Filtered to the Hyperion]

Thank you for helping me with freeing my home from those vampires. If you need an extra soldier for any battle, you have my assistance.

[Filtered to everyone]

What kind of creature grows to gigantic size, consumes souls, and was around long before mankind? It's likely there isn't any evidence left as to the real story of my world's false deity, so I'm trying to see if I can find anything here.

Might anyone have more information about this?

Something strange happened to me a few days ago.

I was in my place of residence when I realized the traps I had planted to identify trespassing supernatural creatures had been disturbed. I teleported outside and realized that several vampires were intruding on my territory. I suppose I should have retreated, but I was not going to yield my territory to some upstart vampires who behave more like savages than civilized beings. So I decided to fight them, keeping an open route for retreat if necessary.

It started at 25 vampires, and eventually grew to around 40. I mention the numbers because that was the largest group of vampires working together I've seen here thus far, and perhaps that will help identify them. They were experienced as well, at least a century each. Probably more than that. I used my strongest spells and let's just say that at the end of it all, there was almost nothing left of them even before they turned to dust.

But then, something strange occurred. The dust they were now began to reform in their image, and before long, all of the vampires I had killed were standing before me whole again. I killed many of them again and the same thing happened once more. I was forced to retreat before they overwhelmed me with their numbers.

I haven't been on the boards much in the past two weeks. I've been busy evolving forging a new Reaver, since a weapon that can drain an enemy's blood would be of great use against some of the vampires and demons here. For those at the Hyperion, I assume you have looked into methods to destroy these creatures and possibly put some into effect by now?

I hate to admit it, but...I need help if am to recover what is mine. The building I don't care for, but the weapon inside, I'd rather have back. I don't want to start over again with the magics, and I'd rather not give the vampires a weapon that could potentially kill anybody who's human here, advanced healing rate or not.

And for anyone who says this is old news about these vampires, remember I have been isolated from the community at large for several weeks.

It's really very sad that they've got to resort to taking away Slayer abilities in order to get the job done nowadays. Back in my day? You went after them, full on. Didn't have to worry about any hippy dippy rituals. You went in. You faced the Slayer. If the bitch was tougher than you, you got yours. End of story, that's how a man goes. Anything else is just sad and pathetic.

Valentine? What's that, eh?

So maybe its because my mood isn't steller today, maybe its because I'm sick of this threat being bandied around every five seconds by people with 'phenomonal doom powers' who really obviously don't get what hell is, or maybe because lying is an art form and seeing how easy it was to break apart her little arguement made me sad inside, but this...does sound like a threat to send someone to hell right? In fact a really glaringly obvious one.

. "I could send you back to whatever corner of hell you came from with a thought and a snap of my fingers

I mean whatever, saying it is big and clever and badass and all but then to flat out lie about saying that once someone more powerful gets involved...really...its kind of lame isn't it?

Oh and so she can't use it to validate herself, yes I did threaten her first, its less about the threat back and more about the lameness of this specific threat

I've heard there is a God around here.

Are you really sure this "God" is what it claims to be? The last "God" on my world turned out to be a parasite that was feeding on the souls of the people.

I have to admit, I am skeptical of this deity. Especially since His texts seem startlingly similar to the ones of the religion of that god. The names are different, but the themes are the same. It has me disturbed.

I never thought I would say this, but I am terrified of a human.

Not in the sense that they will kill me, or any potential harm they can inflict on me. Nor is it a matter of them meddling with the timeline and causing catastrophic damage to the world. No, there is another reason for this reaction, and it's one I've never had to confront.

Against all logic, I seem to have acquired myself a stalker.

Those who've been following the recent topics, I think you know who I'm talking about.

This woman shows up in nearly every conversation I have, she is always threatening me despite the fact that I have done nothing to threaten her, and now she is arguing over a certain person and my powers, despite the fact that I meant them no harm in the first place! I suppose it is my fault for responding to her in the first place, but now that I have, I find it nearly impossible to speak a word without having her interfere.

Why won't this woman leave me alone? Is she that desperate for a fight, that she has to goad the first vampire that comes along?

I sound like a whining mortal. But my patience has reached its limit. I am getting sick and tired of hearing the threats spewing from this woman's mouth. If I were on Nosgoth, I would be trying to make her into my Queen, since such willpower could be useful once she's broken to obey me. But this is Earth, and I would rather dine in hell with my insides spraying onto the ground and a mutant chewing at my leg than hear another word from this woman. I'll have to filter all future communications, but I have a feeling even that wouldn't stop her. A word of caution, if she shows up at my location, I will not be held responsible for my actions.

Keep her away from me. That is all I ask.


Edited: A truce has finally been forged. Thank the Gods...


[OOC: This post is made partly in jest. Kain isn't really terrified of Faith, but he will take action if she acts on her threats. As for vampires, well, it's too embarrassing to know he doesn't know what to do about a simple human. He doesn't want other vampires to know about it. ;D]

Good God, what is wrong with people?

My cough has turned bloody, but at least my fever's mostly gone and I can keep something down, now. Water, mostly, of course, but still.. it's a start. Dave would probably tell me I'm an idiot.

I've hit a dead end in my research. The equation is resulting in imaginary numbers, strings of questions, and yes/no. Thankfully, I've found other pursuits to distract myself when I'm frustrated like this. Alternate timelines within a certain dimension are possible, aren't they? I'm beginning to believe so. People have left and come back and they remember things. That means their knowledge of events that occurred here were carried back to their own dimensions. Knowing that, how could that not change their perception of their world, the people they know, and their own existence? --But then, that's the point, isn't it?

There's a theory of time travel that I think is interesting. It goes something like this: a future that's already written is unchanging. After all, were you to travel back in time in order expressly to change the future, it's inevitable that you yourself may be changed; a paradox, and therefore an error in reality. What if the change you create is so great as to write yourself out of existence? Does the change even occur, then, without you there to create it? Thus, it's proposed that reality has a kind of self-defense it might use in such an instance. --Those that do said travel and write a change into their future, as well as said changed future, are split off into a branching timeline, whereas the original goes on unimpeded.

If that's so, how many dozens of versions of the same world might there be in some dimensions? Surely others in other places have discovered time travel at some point. Cameron, for instance, is living proof of that.

And how depressing is it, if this is true-- the people the traveler loves, the reason he or she risks time to begin with, aren't changed, after all. Rather, an identical, alternate copy of of those people and things is created. You may never again see your mother/father/wife/husband/brother/sister/child/etc, but instead another version of that person.

It's a bit chilling.


Mantis brought me some sort of cold-medication, so between that and my runaway thoughts, please ignore anything that doesn't make sense. It makes sense to me, which I suppose is really the important thing. And typos. Ignore any typos. I'm really rather too tired to go back and fix them.

Perhaps I'll fix them later.


.. Probably not, though.

Alizer

...who the hell is Alizer? I wonder if it's some sort of anagram. I wouldn't normally obsess over a word, but this one just came to me, and now it won't leave.


In an attempt to be like someone with a little resemblance of normalcy I went to see a movie. Hostel.

Best comedy ever. Okay, it was somewhat entertaining, but my main thought through out it? This is really boring, stupid, and gross.

[filtered to Heather]

That latest arrival from Silent Hill? The one that's not Lisa? I can't put my finger on it, but there's something kind of off about her.

[filtered to Lisa]

Lisa, I made something for you. It's a necklace which contains a special type of ward. It'll keep Valtiel away from you physically, and it will prevent him from encroaching in on your mind.

What do you all know about reversal spells?

I have appropriated an abandoned building for my use. Hardly suitable for a king, though it is only temporary. As for the prior tenants...I've had them dealt with, in a way that ensures they will not be back. Squatters obviously, but they objected to my use of the structure.

Don't concern yourselves, they weren't human.

It is not much, but it isn't terrible. The darkness and solitude are calming to my senses. It it also very spacious as well. I can improve on it over time.

If anyone needs to reach me in person, they can find me at [address]. Make sure you take precautions when you venture into the area. It is in a somewhat isolated location.

I am not sure what problems you would require my help with, besides supernatural ones. However, if you need someone to destroy a demon, or spirit, I am at your service. I do not require payment in currency, only a little blood every now and then. Barring that, I can also kill vampires if there is no other prey available. They are starting to irritate me and I have only been here a few days. I will not kill humans without supernatural powers, unless they threaten me personally. Other circumstances...we'll talk. Simply make sure that it is a challenge. One vampire to kill, not so much of a challenge. 10 vampires? That's much better. As for my qualifications, there are only two vampires older than me on my world, and none are as skilled as I am in the use of magic.

I admit I do not know how well my magic will work in this place. However, the implode skill has been working wondrously, so hopefully the spells will work as planned.

I never thought I would become a bounty hunter. Or assassin. Willingly, this time. But I suppose a being has to make his living somehow. If I cannot be worshiped, perhaps I can rid the world of those who bring disgrace to our kind.

I've heard that we have been brought here by some Higher Power, to participate in some kind of conflict.

Can anyone tell me where to find these higher powers? Who are they?

If I have to confront these higher powers to get an answer, so be it. I will not be led around some strange land by a group of puppet masters pulling at the strings, while I question my purpose here.

[Filtered from Ben]
[because he's far too little and sweet to see how much of a bastard Cas can really be!]

I want to make one thing perfectly clear. No one is ever to even think about touching Ben Braeden. He is under our protection and if we think that he is in even the slightest danger, one of us will send that danger screaming to the Pit.

Regardless of whoever else might be dragged down as well.

What is this place?

The architecture is like none I have ever seen. And yet, the people are startlingly familiar. Humans. Always scared of us, even though they are capable of far greater evil than we could ever be.

Some things never change.