Warriors of Myth: Story Thread

[jester_of_god]

Jack twisted his body sideways narrowly avoiding a powerful punch wrapped in flames. While he was turning he caught a glimpse of a metallic gleam out of the corner of his eye. He quickly kicked the ground, propelling himself into the Air, just as a blade sliced through his previous location.

"Hey, watch it!." The Djin Yelled as he had to backtrack in order to dodge the blade as well.

"Sorry." The dragonoid receded again waiting for another chance to strike in the high speed fight.

 Even though he dodged the attack Jack's skin suddenly felt as if it had been set afire for a split instant. The blade must have had some holy aura inside of it, but he didn't have any time to think about it, for the Djin was already upon him again. They traded blow for blow apparently evenly matched, but it appeared that the Djin was slowing, whatever magic he used must have been temporary. Jack smirked as he realized he could still win as long as he was able to draw the fight out long enough. However the Smile was quickly wiped from his face as he felt a distortion in the air around him, accompanied by an entrancing melody. His ears quickly picked up on the location of the sound and he spared a glimpse at the top of the rooftops during the fight, noticing slight movement.

Jack roared in anger and delivered a quick stroke with outstretched claws. The Djin barely managed to dodge the attack, but it left him off balance, using this to his advantage, Jack used the forward momentum from his attack  to deliver a back kick to The Djinn's side, propelling him headfirst into the wall of magical Ice, temporarily stunning him because of his Ifrit form. "Not this time kids, no one catches Spring Heeled Jack" Jack launched himself into towards the roof of the building where the Piper was playing.

[Philote]

Girisha watched as the battle took a turn for the worse, as SHJ temporarily knocked Dajai away from the fight. Girisha knew that Ace would be able to stall the monster as Dajai recovered, but then realized that the demon was running off to take out piper.

Taking in most of the arctic air he had summoned, Girisha sent out a wave of ice that grew into a massive ice wall when he hit the side of Piper's building.

"Phoenix Now!" Girisha roared knowing the ice wall would buy the phoenix seconds.

[neogenetica]

Phoenix saw jack fumble and erected a wall of phoenix fire. He left only a pathway to the portal to force Jack inside when they could. He turned his arms into flame and blasted jack back to the portal.Now he yelled hoping the others could help him in forcing Jack in.

[jester_of_god]

Ace saw Jack being knocked backwards by the Phoenix's blast and took it as his chance. He launched himself into the air after Jack wrapped in his Saint's aura, and grabbed Jack by the bottom his heel. Jack contorted in pain and turned to swipe at him, but before he made contact Ace flapped Backwards and swung him towards the ground. Jack rapidly twisted in the air trying to alter his trajectory and yelling in anger. Ace flew after him and swung his sword, hitting Jack square in the chest with the flat of his blade. Jack screamed in pain as he was propelled even faster towards a distortion in the air that suddenly burst into a flurry of colors and shapes that swallowed him whole before dissipating.

Ace landed on the ground disabling his dragon form, and seething his sword. "Okay," He said pulling a piece of paper out of his jacket pocket and unfurling it into a large map. Now that we've gotten that out of the way, does anyone want to see Scotland Yard, or Westminster Abbey while were still in England?"

[jester_of_god]

OC: Ditto

[jester_of_god]

      "Okay Gentleemen, this is a diplomatic mission to the village of the brownies to ensure that the treaties between them and the humans are still entact, so no violence...you are aware of which of you I am refferring to. We will touch down in Scotland in roughly three minutes, from there Piper will assist in finding the portal. The homunculi will help with Translations as well as making sure that you remain within the boundaries of their customs and laws. Good luck."


      The three agents were sitting in the hull of a military cargo Jet accompanied by several Homunculi. Ace looked over to one next to him and said "So what was your name again?"
      "homunculi unit three hundred twenty one." it said.
      "Alright....mind if I call you monica."
      "Why."
      "you look like one and it's easier to remember than one out of several hundred random numbers."
      "If it makes it easier for you."


OOC. Okay each of us are assigned one to two homunculi for translation, maping, etc each one will have it's own disticnt personality and slight characteristic differences, they come in male and female forms, as well as a few neither that were early prototypes, and they all look basically like two and a half to three foot tall elves dressed in brown military gear from the mid seventeen hundreds.

[Zaleramancer]

OOC:  Eh?

[Celadon's Penultimate]

I think maybe he meant 1800's...

[Zaleramancer]

In brown?

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Likely.

Though MORE likely something from the Civil War or something.

[jester_of_god]

sort of like a cross betwen that an the thing on the right. About a seventy eight, twenty two ratio.

[jester_of_god]

That's the spanish, I was talking about the English and the Amercans.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The plane landed in about five minutes.

"Ah...so THIS is Scotland." Dajai looked around, checking his spellbook and scribbling a reminder, "I've been meaning to come here for that four-leaf clover I need to complete that good-luck spell."

He looked down as two homunculi tugged at either side of his shirt.

"Yes?"

"Homunculus 212."

"Homunculus 849."

"Um, oh, dear..." Dajai looked perturbed, "You're female, right?"

The one to his left nodded; to his right, the other one shook his head.

"Then YOU are Dharma, and YOU are Kismet. Come now, strange little subhumans, I have a job for each of you."

Dajai looked back to the others, "We DO have a place arranged for us to stay at, right?"

[Philote]

Girisha followed the Djinn out of the plane with his own Homunculus, 777.

"So we just need to keep an eye on things." He picked up his Homunculus by its collar and set off to find a field to rest in until some muscle was needed.

[jester_of_god]

"Warning homunculi are lawful good but the spel used to create them borders on the line of Chaotic evil, therefore they are usually sarcastic and quick to revenge/mischeviousness."

[Celadon's Penultimate]

And the spell used to destroy them will be chaotic evil if they try.

[jester_of_god]

OOC:...eh why not Girisha can be in this too but that's it, it was a diplomatic mission so only about three or four are neccessary....and we need the piper to find the entrance

[Philote]

I'm going to use an older model without gender or much personality that ill basically throw around and use as a relay for orders if that is allowed.

[Philote]

(Oops my bad was i not in this one)

[jester_of_god]

OOC:Spell resistant, and capable of regenerating given correct time from so much as ash. They don't ake good soldiers however because they can't use hybridysation devices, and their strength only equals that of a fully grown human, but sheer number+weaponry+incredible memory makes them impossibely usefull