Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)

That's right, like Tom I'd rather just leave the RP then let it sit here ran by some snobby little douche. But, unlike him, I hold grudges. And I'm also kind of a prick sometime, but since I'm leaving, all intellectual property, every concept, every character, everything I personally created is going with me. So, see ya guys.

That energy extractor thing would kill anyone around it, as it would absorb any sort of energy, which includes biological energy. :/

Dun worreh Zai, I took Novier back. :3

"That I'm sorry, and that I love her." Koty turned to look at Eli, a little grin on his face. "You're in charge of my kids, and I swear on everything holy and unholy, that if any harm comes to em. You'll be following me faster then you can blink."

Koty threw out everything he could muster in those first few seconds against Anarchy, but he wasn't a full Embodiment, and even with Anarchy in his weakened state they were practically a perfect match for each other. But Koty had intended this to be either the death of Anarchy, or of himself. The spell he had used to seal them together wasn't something that could be undone, he had partially merged their energies, their very essence. They were something akin to Siamese twins, although in a more spiritual sense then physical. "Sorry guys, but I'm not walking away from this one. Whatever you're going to do Chaos, do it now." The Devil replied, he felt Fatet trapped inside Anarchy, and with one last tug, one last burst of energy he attempted to pull him out. If it worked or not..was up to destiny, chance, or just pure luck. Hopefully, only two would die today, not three.

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The three horseman stood and looked on, each held a painful expression on their face. While Abaddon had walked through the portal, followed by Orpheus. Neither one wanted to watch this, and they had something that needed done.

Not really, a level six is not far from a level five in terms of raw power. The whole grading scheme is kinda..outdated and not very well thought out either.

He sent it to me too Hikaru, that makes three out of five. The majority of the staff were informed.

"Help you? Oh, you must not be entirely informed by your own government. The Zarethian Empire tried to place the boy under political asylum, we took him through force. Or at least..under threat of force anyway. Quite the scandal." He smiled nonchalantly as more files appeared, detailing the incident.

Going to continue deleting posts now right?

Alright, this is stupid, you're abusing admin powers blatantly, and are being a hypocrite. As you were saying the opposite just yesterday.

"Ah, I had heard about Maty's stunt with the senate..I'm terribly sorry if anyone was hurt. We're usually very careful with our neighbors. That boy must've been a high value target for us to forgo that policy." The diplomat reached back and scratched the back of his head with a nervous expression on his face. "I hope it's any consolidation that Green Zero is safely in our custody, we're currently preparing him for incarceration."

"Entirely useless. Plex is capable of resisting Time. It was made to kill the very forces of reality. Asura's control over time would be the only one who'd be able to do that..and even then, that's iffy. Even with me and Eli at our full strengths, unsealed, the combined powers of Creation and Destruction. I don't even know if we'd be able to properly handle it." Koty informed as he sat on the blood covered ground, exhausted by the use of his Embodiment powers.

"I have no idea where to begin with taking him out.." The embodiment mumbled, his head facing down as he knew the battlefield around him was a terrible thing. He didn't want to see it.

"We have many enemies, caution has been our friend in many a situation." The Coaltion diplomat replied, nodding his head slightly as a show of respect. He wore a dark suit, with bright blue hair and eyes. Genetically altered, not dyed. "But I understand, the troopers are but protocol, once we get inside they'll be dismissed." He smiled softly as he turned and led the way towards the conference room.

But right as they reached the rift they would writhe in pain mid-air, and disappear in a small burst of black smoke. A barely visible sigil covered the entrance to Hell, Abaddon was using them for fuel, his own summons. Within moments all of the shades had been sacrificed, and an infernal spell was ready, blood red fire appeared at Abaddon's feet, racing down the inside, and outside of the tower as it pushed back the black fire with ease. Powered by the very energy that made up those shades. Soon it reached the ground, and spread out all over the island.