Acenra

((update:

right, to clarify what happened last night, we'll verify the status of the weapons

The Sword of Elemental power - one shard from completion (it is beieved that Poisoned Hyena gave it to Shydow the other night when it started to glow

The Shield of Elemental power - also one shard from completion (the final shard is in the natural history museum in San Francisco. Alice needs some one wth a huge amount of money or the super speed to steal it)

Scythe of the Moon - in Arc's possesion (the last I rememmber)

The Sceptre of Time - in Drade's possesion

The executioner's axe of Darkness - in Draconus' possesion

The Great axe of the sun - unknown, maybe somewhere in Brazil (bear in mind that if found, it will burn the skin right to the bone, with it containing the heat from the sun, so you will need to need fifty pairs of gloves if you are a fire tanker, and if you're a stone tanker, you'll only need two, and if you're niether, i suggest you don't even try)

The Dual fist-knives of nature - in Acenra's posseion

The Staff of water - unknown, possibly at the bottom of the atlantic ocean

the hatchet of fire - in Alice's possesion

the Naginata of the wind - in Alice's possesion (planning to give it to Volt, as it may be most useful if combined with his speed)

so there you go, that's the status of all the magic weapons which have a good chance at harming Shadow))

((this isn't an update, but more of a short story of Adam's Christmas memories))

it was almost painful when this time of year came around. Adam Julius Hastoria, possibly one of the most upset men in the history of the world, sat on the cold rocks of the challet, watching the skiers race past, with a look of joy on their frozen faces, and stare at the gentle flakes of snow drifting onto the white blanket which soffocated the ground.

it had been eighten years since his last real christmas. eighteen years since he was truly a child... eighteen years...

some people say that Gods of other religions sometimes like to play with the fate of mortals, regardless of whether they believed in their faith or not. if this was the case, it seemed Adam was the whiping boy of all these.

"Why can't they leave me alone?" he asked himself "So what if I'm alone, it's not affecting their christmas, is it?" he sighed and looked at the snow again. when he looked up, he saw a field, filled with people. he blinked, and the image was gone. The memory then worked it's way into his mind.

it was a Christmas town party ina small English village, and the Hastoria band were a big part of the event. Adam, being only nine, was very nervous. his coal black hair waving in the wind graciously, he held his violin tightly. the event was a rousing success. it was Adam's favourite christmas...

when his mind returned to reality, a stray tear or two rolled down his cheeck and was absorbed into his beard. he then broke down into silent sobbing, with no one stopping to ask whether he was alright or not...

"excelent" Acenra states "We'll be called the Heroes of music" he wandered over to the window. there seemed to be some comotion
"Excuse me a moment" he casually walked downstairs and out of the building to the telephone pole. he confronted a tall man, with tall spikey hair. he wore red leather and a guitar strapped around his back. He was tearing up the posters

"excuse me?" Acenra asked "why are you ripping up my posters?"
"because, Kid, I'm startin' a band, and I don't want any distractions. I wanna make sure that i have the best band in town!" the man replied
"interesting..."
"Yeah, now get lost!" the man held up his burnt, right hand and launched a fireball at Acenra, who flipped in the air gracefully to dodge it
"the names Johnny the DragonFire. keep outta my way, and no one gets hurt" he then walks off, somehow thinking that Acenra would listen to the idle threats of this man

((update!

after last night's events with Bomber being possesed by Shadow, Adam came across a piece of the sword that Shadow threw out the window earlier that night. only one shard remains. Suspicions are that a certain texan gang leader has possesion of it.

Alice is incharge of the Shield's repair, and there is also one piece left, and it is the piece that is being held in the sanfransisco museum. she needs someone with lots of money, or the speed to steal it un notticed.))

Acenra thinks about it. his last band was called the heroes of music, and maybe it was a good idea to continue with the legacy.

"alright, all those in favour of calling the band Heroes of Music, say aye"

I have just recently started an RPG forum based on murder mystery. the title is Murders of Mystré village (Mystré being french for mystery, although some of you may of already guessed) however, the title on the page is wierd because I got it a bit wrong in the making (I'm still new to this, so it may take a while to change this)

it's an entire forum based on being a detective, and using the skills you have to solve the crime (for those of you who have seen or have heard of a reality show called "The Murder Game", I kinda got the idea for this from that show)

anyway, I'll post the link (it may take a while) and you can have a browse, maybe join (you may not be able to join entirely, a mate from school had a hard time getting into his acount today, if it persists I'll have a look at that too) you can make comments here if you want. so, here it is

Linky

"ok, you're in" Acenra said with a raised eyebrow

he sat down on the ground and tuned his guitar. looking up to the other three, he asked "so, what are we going to call ourselves?"

I'm ok with the 18th too. it'll be the day before the last day of the school term, so there's another reason to celebrate

"well, comeon in, and we'll see what you can do" Acenra stated, making his way back inside and wondering if the woman was following him

((update!))

as Adam was perched on the corner of a building, his mind firing off in several directions. questions such as "where are the sword pieces?", "is Shadow really after Sophie anymore?", "should I listen to Vaytol's advice?" he couldn't concentrate. the fears and concerns he had for his friends were gradually rising, and with Plasma's death happening only last night, it was becoming obvious that Shadow wasn't playing around anymore.
"I have to find a way to keep Shadow from them" he whispered "just until i get the weapons together... but how?"

((update from last night))

Shadow searched the streets, his hate building as he failed to find Sophie

"that littlewench is around here some-" he was stopped, as he picked up a magical aura which was different, much more interesting "ah, a stronger magic aura. that should suffice. however, what's more fun than driving fear into the hearts of those mortals back at the statue. it should be fun"

((Shadow has a plan. he wants to give the guys at the statue a bit of a scare. he wont kill Sphie anymore, he just wants to knock her out. bruise her a bit, but nothing too extreme))

"hmm..." Adam started. he put his guitar on the floor and answered the door "are you here for the band auditions?" he asked the person at the door

((hehehe. all we need to do is wait for Ebon then we'll be okay))

((update!))

continuing from last night at Galaxy Girl... ((got some of the chat here from the logs I have))

"I'm about to run, Adam." Volt Master started "But not from this world. I'm about to run so that, when I'm ready, I can take Shadow on again. And I'm not going to lose this time." he ran off, Leaving Acenra standing there, the same emotionless look on his face. he then lowers his head and whispers
"we have lost another" he then walks over to the edge of the Freedom Corps building and looks at the heroes gathered at the statue "soon, we will loose them all. unless people listen to me, they will die. their souls torn asunder, thrown into eternal hell. and each world of this reality will follow. unless I win... or if they listen, this prediction will become a reality. if it means becoming the enemy, i will keep all of you safe." he then flaps his wings and flies off "this world shall not fall"

Shadow sat upon his throne in the Netherworld, the passed competitors for the throne when he was in hell lay strewn in the throne room, their flesh rotting from their bones.

listening to the conversations Adam shared that night, a light grin played his lips
"becomming the enemy... I believe I should push that ambition along"

((ok, that's the update. if there's anything you'd like to add, please do ))

Adam or Alice will make an apperance. Adam will be sitting ina corner, as he does, while Alice will be doing the opposite and chatting to everyone. so, yeah, I'm in

"ok" he gets the instruments ready "all of this by Shaimus" he starts playing the rhythmn
"1, 2, a 1 2 3 4!" he then starts singing and waiting for the others to kick in

((Hawk, you have the solo and Ebon, you have the bass rhythm. there isn't a drum. Ebon you do the back up singing. please write out your parts))

"good" Acenra said, sitting down "so, do you want to practice now or save it for another day?"

((looks good BK. post on the open RP when you're ready))

"we're mainly a cover band. you guys are welcome to write your own things, but as we play completely for charity, we play covers. and don't worry, the Band 'Heroes of Music' is covered for all this, and if you're wondering, we are the heroes of music. it's kind of a pass down tradition, I'm an original member of the last lot" Acenra explained "we havent got a gig sorted, so we can pick our stuff and practice. until we get a drummer, we'll use a drummer from another band or something. any questions?"

((nice ))

with a wide eyed expression, Acenra stated
"wow, thats really good. welcome aboard. I'm Acenra, and this is sophie" he pointed to Sophie

((don't worry dude, fill in when and if you can

during the research some of you might conduct, you will come accross the four pieces of documents which are related to the main god of the Airvertian religion, Elementism.

these are the only four documents of the Airvertians which are still readable and on earth.

however, it is still unreadable by humans and Acenra will be needed to translate it (all the more reason to calm him down)

so, here it is

the parchment

the position to be the one to find it is a first come first serve thing. first one to say how they come across it is the one who finds it))

"ok, lay the guitar solo to Ace of Spades by Motrhead" Acenra stated, handing the man the guitar

((heh, I was opting for that event. seriously, that's how i wanted my cover to be blown. thanks a bunch

anyway, the next part is calming Acenra down. and knowing how strongheaded he can be, it'll be a very hard task to complete))

"I don't get it" Apex said over the phone "why would he go mad over such a thing, you told me Acenra was alot more level headed"
"I'll fill you in on something" Alice started "a few years ago, a villain named Proffesor thorn did the same thing. Adam was so angry, he killed the bad guy"
"really? how'd he do it?"
"he punched him so hard the facial area of the skull caved in. Adam got off scott free because Thorn escaped from three death sentences before hand" Alice explained "did america a huge favour"
"oh. hey, I gotta go. it was nice working with you and your brother, maybe we can do it another time. see ya" Apex stated before hanging up the phone. Alice stared into space for a few minutes before whispering
"I hope he's ok out there..."

Acenra stood in the room where he lead Sophie earlier. he then turned aound
"so, what instrument do you play?"

((ok, major plot twist that is more interactive now. so, here we go....))

Acenra ran through the burning building, trying to get to the other heroes on his team. he was on a special mission in the hollows with Apex and his half sister, Alice Hastoria
"Acenra! help me take these guys down" yelled Apex from down the corridor "we need to give Alice some cover!"
"ok!" Acenra yelled back. He lifted into the air and flew top speed and used it to back up a kick straight into the shadow wolf's chest, sending it flying into the wall. Alice ran down the corridor, heading for the exit, with two people over her shoulders
"that's the last of them, let's get out of here!" she ordered before continuing down the corridor
"ok. Acenra, let's finish this up!" Apex said, drawing his sword. Acenra wondered how he ever got on a team with Apex, even if it was a one time deal, it was still a mystery.

Acenra fired light blasts while Apex took out his share of shadow wolves with the sword. with every hit, the wolves would turn into dust, showing that they were of a magic energy. the last and (convieniantly) bigger wolf ran out from the smoke
"you ready?" Apex asked
"I suppose" Acenra replied. he launched an orb of light into the chest of the wolf, but it didn't explode. Apex then ran to the wolf and stabbed the mystic blade into the area of light, and caused it to explode. the wolf was then no more.

"Acenra" Apex started "how did you know that would work?"
"well, my magic and your sword's magic are two different magics, so-" suddenly, the roof collapsed and cut Acenra off from Apex and the way to the main exit
"Acenra!" Apex yelled "are you ok?"
"Yes, I am fine!" Acenra replied "I'll just find another way out! you go on ahead, I'll catch up!" Acenra then turned around and went searching for an alternative way out.

on his search, he heard an un wanted voice
"hello Adam" Shadow said from behind
"what now, Shadow?" Acenra asked, turning around to face his nemesis
"well, you know how I've been trying chrono magic?" the demon asked, a grin playing his lips
"yes?"
"i just wanted to test out my findings" he held up his right hand and in it was an orb of dark gold energy. tibbons of runs and makings encircled it
"oh joy" Acenra muttered sacrastically. pointing the energy at the boy, Shadow yelled the words
" cretious brechto seenos! "
there was a pause in Acenra's life. during that pause, he felt that he was becoming stronger, but weaker at the same time. he also heard the words of Shadow
"you will become the age of which an Airvertian gains they're full magical strength. as you are the last of their kind, I will want a challenge out of you. not only that, I want to se how your new age will affect you and your life. so do not disappoint me!"

Acenra fell to the floor, his body felt too heavy to move at that moment. he could only move his head to see Shadow's feet
"welcome to your mid twenties" with that, the demon was gone.

a few moments later, Acenra mannaged to find a back entrance as he staggered out. breathing in the partially fresh air, he leant back on the hot door to get some energy
"look! it's a hero!" yelled an angry voice to the right
"let's get him!" ordered another
"what?" Acenra asked drowsily. the next thing he saw was a red fist into his face before he lost conciousness.

the outcast team that found him and took him out robbed him of the emergencey teleporter and threw him nto the gulch.

a pair of civilians saw this and alerted a team of heroes to look for him. but when they got there, the hero was gone.

rumours spread rapidly from then on. some started to say that he was killed in the fire. others say that he didn't survive the fall, and others say that the igneous had captured him. and those who believe the rumours had started placing flowers for the dead.

but there are a few people in the city who still believe that he is alive, still watching over everyone in his own way, still protecting the city, but is hardly ever seen.

((okay. now, when you see Acenra at the statue, he will be older and possibly in different clothes, and putting on a fake american accent. if someone say something like "hi Adam" or "Hi Acenra" you'll get this response: "I'm sorry, you musta got me confused with somebody else. I'm Jake Rockfoot" or something similar (still need a new name).

so, the next part of the plot begins. The search for Acenra))