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 Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 7:03 am
Bound In Hell...
Bound in hell is a story of a woman with great powers and outstanding strength, whom is afraid of what she may become, a demon. She needs someone who is willing to help her set herself free of this terrible curse. She may be hard to deal with at first, but sooner or later her hatred of everything will be eased.
I'm a semi-literate writer, and would like a semi-literate writing partner as well, if you're interested pm me a character, just include a biography, powers and abilities if available and a picture. I'd like something somewhat demonic to be able to go along with the scenario better.
Isia was born into a world of destruction and pain. Fighting and dying.
Hatred and deception. Growing up as child with no friends, and a sister
who rarely spoke, she became silent. She rarely ever talks unless spoken
to, or if she's arguing. Her mother died when she was just a child, but she'll
never forget the day her father became a monster.
Around the age of fifteen Isia knew she was different from the other
children, and by then she had excepted it. Her father, being one of the
most powerful people she has ever encountered, taught her everything she
knows. Not only the fighting, but her powers as well.
Seven days of training and zero days of play had taken a toll on this young
womans life. The only thing she ever knew was to be a powerful and
assertive leader. Her father taught her how to control her powers, once they
had been released, and she made him very proud. Over the years as young
Isia grew into this superb being, she became well-known. Her father died
the day she turned eighteen in battle with another country. From that day
forth she promised to avenge him.
Powers/Abilities:
Energy Sourcing ; {Ability to draw power from large or small but abundant sources of energy, such as turning kinetic energy into physical blasts or converting solar energy into other forms. Sometimes based on proximity to source, sometimes stored for future use.}
Telekinesis ; {Ability to manipulate and control objects with the mind, often in ways not visible to the naked eye.}
Animal mimicry ; {Ability to take on the abilities of certain animals.}
Ecological empathy ; {The ability to sense the overall well-being and conditions of one's immediate environment and natural setting stemming from a psychic sensitivity to nature.}
Telepathy ; {Ability to read the thoughts of, or to mentally communicate with others.}
Power augmentation ; {Ability to enhance or weaken the powers of others.}
Darkness or shadow manipulation ; {Ability to create or manipulate darkness, often by mentally accessing a dimension of dark energy and manipulating it.}
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 1:31 pm
Benimaru, The Blood Dragon was the most affeared criminal of the Human realm. A Demon enjoyed watching Benimaru, but when the Demon was about to be killed he curse Benimaru transfering his power to Benimaru, forging him into a half demon. Still human he began realizing his new-found power and continued terrorizing the world. One day he attacked a hamlet high in the mountains, no one knows what happened but Benimaru vanished. He now wanders cursed by a monk to look for someone, he never knew who but that was part of the curse. His power continued increasing, as he wandered between the Demon and Human realm. His powers of Earth, Lightning, Gravity, nearly unmatched swordsmanship, and a surpluss of dark energy. His black shirt, vest, pants, and trench coat be deathly black in the Human world and blood red in the Demon world. His blood red hair, bound in a pony tail hanging down to his mid-back. His blade is a simple blood caked blade, sharpened by Benimaru's raw power. 
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 1:41 pm
Benimaru wandered though the human world, through a thick forest of dead foliage. He suddenly stopped and sniffed the air,
"hmmm. I what a smell to find in the human world"
He turned towards the smell, and walked into a large wall. Plates of stone began plating his body soon creating stone armor, with black mist seeping from the cracks. His hair cascaded out of his stone helm, as he walked through the stone wall, walking into the courtyard on the other side. He looked up seeing a large castle, He walked through another wall, then another, reaching the abondoned great hall. Armor sets lined the hall, they erupted with life, and lept into formation. Benimaru, consumed their energy dropping them to the ground. The extremely bass voice of a Stone Golem echoed through the halls,
"Hello, I know there's someone here. I can smell you power."
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 1:41 pm
Isia Renee Komori xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▋▍ ♥ x Alone in the world, with nothing but destruction and pain, being the daughter of a monster, and trying her best not to become one herself. Trying to find someone to help her learn to control her powers, but everyone scared she'll kill them. Isia was on her own. No one to lean on, and no one to help her. She felt as if her world had been shattered, only because she had nothing left. She was imprisoned, waiting for her savior, but still no one came for her.
Her pitch black hair swooped down over her face as she as her head fell towards the ground. The bindings on her arms and legs hurt her, but she was used to pain. The blindfold kept her from destroying the place, and the shackles around her neck kept her from leaning forward. The muzzle, as if she were a dog, kept her from speaking spells to kill everyone and everything. She was treated as a monster.
She had been in this hellhole for over three years now and she despised it with a passion. She had no visitors, and no comforting. The thing she longed for most was guidance, guidance to help her control her powers. And yet she still didn't have that. She tossed and turned, trying to get free, and like every other feeble attempt, she could not. She remained chained. For a girl she was extraordinarily strong and still she couldn't escape. x ➸
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 2:17 pm
Benimaru, The Blood Demon The stones fell from Benimaru, as he followed the smell down the hall, into as small corridor. He descended a spiral staircase, into the abondoned dungeon. He passed a few cells before he got to one that, to him, was rich with power. He walked up to the bars, they repelled him with a white barrier of energy. Dark energy encompassed his hand as it slipped through the barrier, then it shattered. Rock's plated his body, creating rock armor again, with ease he snapped the door off the hinges and entered the cell. He looked down at Isia, fairly shorter than him especially with his armor. "There you are. So much power within such a vessel"
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 2:47 pm
Isia Renee Komori xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▋▍ ♥ x Hearing the voice of a male, Isia reluctantly lifted her head, although she couldn't see anything. She didn't squirm, and she didn't get scared, she figured it was just another person here to torture her. She braced herself for the first hit, but it didn't penetrate her body, which confused her. What did he want?
She tilted her head to the side, her body beginning to tense up, wondering what was going on. She longed to know what he wanted with her, or what he was going to do. She simply waited, pondering over this. She was beginning to grow impatient within little time and began pulling her wrists, and kicking her legs, wanting to be free, wanting to kill whom was standing in the room with her. Although she didn't succeed again, she continued to fight with all her might.
Hearing little cracks in the wall here and there she put all she had into it. Knowing the wall was going to give in soon, she pushed forward, putting all her weight in front of her. She then tired, and gave up. Feeling irritated and exhausted she leaned back, putting her head down once more, not giving a damn who was in the room. x ➸
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 2:52 pm
Benimaru, The Blood Demon Benimaru, raised her blindfold with his stone covered finger. He stared into her eyes with his cold eyes, he saw all the paina anguish that befell her. "Unlucky aren't you?"
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 2:58 pm
Isia Renee Komori xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▋▍ ♥ x His touch was cold against her pale skin. As he lifted the blindfold, Isia looked up to see a man in rock amour. His stare was as cold as ice, and hers more filled with pain than anything else in the world. His words seemed cold, and she just nodded in response, before pulling away from his hand.
She had given up, she looked down at her body, which she hadn't seen in years, before looking up and around the room. It was dark, only spots of sunlight shining through the floor boards of the ceiling. She looked back at the man standing in front of her. Her expression emotionless. Her eyes pitch black and all of her emotions pouring out through them. x ➸
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 3:04 pm
Benimaru, The Blood Demon "How long have you been in here?" He asked as the stone armor crumbled. He sat ocroos the cell, flipping his hair around to the front. Energy formed a sword in his hand as he spoke.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 3:11 pm
Isia Renee Komori xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▋▍ ♥ x His words cut her deeply, since she still had a muzzle on, she simply stuck up three fingers to indicate three years being here. She watched as a sword formed in his hand and the armor crumbled. She watched as he took a seat, and slightly whimpered, her voice muffled from the muzzle. She was in deep pain.
Once again she began fighting to get free, the wall crumbling some more. She was going to end up killing herself fighting for freedom. Her wrists began to bleed as the cuffs began cutting into her skin, deep penetration. She whimpered in pain, tears beginning to run down her face. Not tears of sorrow, but tears of hatred. x ➸
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 3:17 pm
Benimaru, The Blood Demon Benimaru mumbled under his breath as he lifted his sword, "Be free" The sword vanished then reappeared. In an instant the chains, and binds fell to peices. Dark energy covered the ground, making it soft, and fading any sharp or jagged edges.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 3:24 pm
Isia Renee Komori xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▋▍ ♥ x As the bindings and chains fell, so did Isia. She was extraordinarily weak, and couldn't walk, let alone stand to her feet. She reached up, and took off the muzzle, throwing it in the corner. What do you want! She stated harshly, no thank you included. She was a cruel woman, due to being alone so long.
She weakly pushed herself to her feet, and fell against a wall. She held her wrists, before starting towards the door. A black and demonic aura filled the room and she knew what was going to happen soon. She knew her powers would take control, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Finally, but slowly, she had reached the door. She stopped and looked down, Thanks..she stated, her voice angelic, and yet demonic. She wasn't sure why he freed her, but she was thankful, although it didn't seem like it, she was truly grateful. x ➸
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 3:32 pm
Benimaru, The Blood Demon Benimaru, eyes fade jet black, he jumped up and instantly grabbed her neck and held her in mid air. There was no pressure holding her up and no grip to his hand, his black energy encompessed her pale skin. Without her knowing it he took away enough of her power that it could not take control.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 3:41 pm
Isia Renee Komori xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▋▍ ♥ x Isia was in shock as the man held in the air by her neck. She grabbed onto his muscular arm, and squirmed slightly. W-what are y-you doing!? she screamed, her eyes turning solid black. She was still weak, weak enough to where she couldn't get free, but still strong enough to dig her nails into his skin.
She struggled for a while for him to let her loose. What the hell was he doing anyway? She was so confused and thought he was going to end her life right then and there, she wasn't scared, she was ready to die, it was for the best. x ➸
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