The Battle of Good Vs. Evil

[bobo_daclown]

Gabriel:

"Corporal, blow the horns!"

From the metal bell-ends, sharp calls yell to the angels.

I send two couriers to Michael and Raphael with the same message.

General,
One of our spies in the city becoming Hell has reported an uprising. It seems that several groups of troops have massed and are about to move in attack.

I suggest immediate deployment of our angels.

Already, the angels are coming together to form their units. Units one, seven, and eighteen should be ready to depart Heaven in ten minutes.

With that, I turn to the first unit and point the sergeant toward the piles of lances, shields, and protective halos. "Sergeant. Remind your angels that faith, alone, is their best protection."

I move to units seven and eighteen to repeat the process.

 

[poohlive]

It was time.
In a brilliance of light, Heaven opened up. It was like a huge hole of glowing light desending opon the city of New York. With a quick jump, Michael fell through, as the other angels began to follow. It was fairly quick as hundreds of angels appeared out of the gloomy sky. They all came gliding down to a halt, the tall buildings surrounding them.
Then, just as it opened, it closed again. The clouds swirled back up, closing in on the once illuminascent hole. He looked up, one last time at heaven. It was gone, only earth remained.
It was a typical New York City day. Although the streets were empty, and chaos was running around everywhere, Earth didn't look that bad at all.
He sighed, time to start.
"Gabriel, Raphael," he called them both forward, "This we shall make base, for now. Temporary surroundings. Gabriel, send out search parties, three angels per party, and make sure they stick together. I want to know where Lucifer is beginning her attack's, and where the demons are attacking. Once we tear down the majority of their troops, we can begin a search and destroy mission later. Raphael, get your other healers, build a makeshift hospital somewhere. I wouldn't doubt if an actual hospital were nearby, but I want it close to the troops, so we can protect it if need be."
He nodded, telling them to go off and do their duties. He flew up one of the buildings sides, looking at the city around them. Black smoked billowed from the east, but that could just be rioting. There seemed to be noise of gunshots and screaming down south, but again... more humans. He sighed.
They would be found out soon enough. Lucifer knew her stuff. After all, she had taught him a thing or two about battling. She wouldn't make a weak army, and he simply hoped he wouldn't make any mistakes. A lot of pressure for one angel to handle. Defeat the only being powerful enough to defy God? This was big, really big.
With his help though, eventually they would get Lucifer.
He would hate that moment. Whether it be victorious or terrible, he still hated it. It will be nice to see her again, after all this time. No matter what had happened, he still missed her.
Gliding back down, he planted himself down on the curbside, watching the angels running around. Some were getting prepared, others setting up camp, still others doing things even he wasn't sure of. Oh well.
This was it.
The beginning of the end.

 

[PmTick]

Frank

Flint ran his illegal arms business out of an abandoned subway tunnel under 57th street. All the criminal hotshots bought from Flint, he was discreet and had really good military grade weapons. Not like the cheap stuff glocks that lock up on ya after a few rounds, Flint had magnums, ak's, grenade lauchers, word has it he could even get ahol of a rocket laucher if you had the cash. Frank wrapped on the door and was greeted by two big brown eyes peering out at him through a slot in the door. "Oh shit, get the fuck outta here!!!" "Listen Flint I really need a sidearm..." "A sidearm? You need a fuckin' Panzer tank!! Everyone has been by here today looking for your sorry ass. Heard you double crossed Tommy and the crew, not a smart move friend, why the fuck would you do something like that?" "It's hard to explain man listen I need guns and I have cash to spend!" Frank flashed a stack of 20's from the bank in front of the door. Flint opened the door as he said, "Fuck! My one weakness. Come in but be quick."

Frank picked up all he could carry, two magnums, a pp7, a few grenades, and a sniper rifle. As he rushed Frank out the door he said, "Listen if anyone asks you didn't come here, I don't need anyone gunning for me too!" The door slammed behind Frank.

Frank started to walk up the tunnel until he heard footsteps. He made the sign of the cross as he loaded his pp7, "Who's there?" Without warning a huge creature lurched forward, knocking Frank down, pinning him to the ground. The beast looked like a giant dog with horns and huge teeth, it spoke to him. "I take your soul in the name of the dark queen. " Frank pressed the PP7 up against the creature's throat and said, "Take this puppy." Frank fired the gun, sending the blessed ammo through the creatures throst, killing it. Frank pushed the creature off of him and got to his feet. Suddenly he began to move, it was happening again, whatever had a hold on him was moving him somewhere.

After hours of walking through the tunnels Frank came to an empty sewer with a well filled to the brim with blood. Frank countinued to walk up to the well and knew his feet were trying to jump in the well. He gripped the sides of the well as he said to himself, "Oh no man, that's just gross." Unexpectadly he answered himself back, "Francis, we must go through the well to get to our destination." "Our destination?" "Yes Francis, Hell"

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Hey night tray..No offense..but I cant read your writing. *L* any of it..at all.

I dont know what this says about my intelligence but its like one big run on sentance and Scares me...

So I really dont know how ot respond. *L*

 

[bobo_daclown]

Gabriel:

With that, Michael flew skyward and left Raphael and I to our duties. I nod slightly at Raphael and double-time it to the ranks of angels.

"Captains! Report!" The three captains came forward to meet with me. "Each of you send me three teams of three angels. Those malakim will be our scout parties. I need them, yesterday, gentlemen!"

I wait for each scout party to show up, impatiently.

 

[Morgoth]

"Mistress. I wish to personally take command of the New York City battle. Supposedly, Michael is going to strike there himself.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc; Okay, after six painstaking hours I think I have the jist of his post..posting now..
IC:
*He snorted, revved his bike back up and drove on..Not giving a damn about any sort of disembodied voice*

It worked well enough on the guy way back, whos to say it wont work on you?

*He then revved away, driving hard into open plains...only him here....nothing for miles about, just the sun and he, He really hated cowards who slinked around in shadows and thought they were cool or whatever...He hit a turn, so his back was to the sun...if there was going to be a shadow it would be right in front of him, where his big olé shot gun was waiting to blow whatever it was head off..*

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Lucifer.

(ooc. Roland, speak with me, asap, I can interprete....or I will go back and fix it all. K? )

I blinked. Within that second, I had begun to hover above the ground. The fire all around us. The fire in my eyes too.

Suddenly Wrathlance and I appeared before Michael.

I grinned. The remaining buildings around us burst into flames. I began to laugh in absolute exhuberation.

"Good Milennium Michael. " I said in the tounge of God.

"You don't look happy to see me." I narrowed my eyes. I saw Wrathlance begin to move forward, my arm shot out to halt him in his tracks.

"You must have not read The Good Book Michael, love, pray tell, how many years do I have to torment earth? How many years can you not absolutely destroy me? "

I laughed again.

"I have 1,000 lover, just don't want you to get your feathers all dirty, you can kill my armies, but you can't kill me. "

I appeared behind Michael, my finger trailing a path up his spine and over his shoulder "Wrathlance, I believe you have met Michael, and as for the plans, you may go ahead and take control of the central army."

The scent of ambrosia and sulfur filled the air. I appeared before Michael. I smiled evilly, "I haven't seen you in over a milennium, and no hello kiss? "

"One thousand years Michael, and within that time, you will see that you have nothing to fight for. Nothing, they aren't worthy of Him. "

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Ambrosia

(ooc. This angel was in the last one, I think. Good girl here....if you don't remember,)

Ambrosia is the Angel of Peace. She had no place in heaven during this time of turmoil so she asked Him is she could come to earth, to help. He told her it was her choice, but she couldn't return until the years of torment were over. She left heaven, never hearing or seeing anything but absolute bliss and peace. Her robes that of the most blinding white, her hair that same peaceful color, her eyes the lightest blue, her wings immense in size and white in color...soft and gentle, her voice able to calm multitudes, her height 5'7, timid and humble.

IC:

Her bodice torn, her wings not holding their stiff proud shape, unable to walk very far, she tried to hold onto her love. Her heavenly glow still surrounded her, she had no weapons, or anything but faith.

An arrow lodged itself firmly in one of her wings, "STOP, in the name of Peace and in His name!"

The demon seemingly dissapeared, this world was so full of pain, it hurt so badly. She had the ability to absorb chaos, God actually thought she may be able to defeat Satan.

Not likely, she thought. But she suddenly swelled with faith.

Pulling the arrow from her wing, she began her search for Michael, or Gabriel, or Raphael, anyone who would be able to use her services.
(ooc. Now one of ya must find her.)

 

[nightray]

Shadow

I smile as he sped off. I followed in the shadows, and once again appear in front of him. This time in full view, I stand and stare at him. I smile at the fear that appears in he's eye's, freezing his muscles with fear.

I throw my sword much faster then a human’s eye could follow. The deadly blade aimed not at him, but at the front wheel of his bike.

 

[bobo_daclown]

John Lyndon
Lt. NYPD

Jumping into the car, I crank the engine hard. I peel from the Donut King parking lot, leaving the smell of burning rubber from behind my cruiser.

"Roger, HQ. In pursuit of suspect for bank robbery and murder."

Last year, the thought of plains in New York would have sent me laughing. However, since the uprising of Hell, many buildings have burned down and Central Park is now a level piece of property, save the motorcyclist.

"Where's my air support?" I scream into the CB.

The trembling voice of a young piolet responds over the sound of helicoptor engines, "Sir, I won't take my chopper over the Hell district."

'Figures,' I think to myself. Pulling onto the desolate plains of Central Park, I grab the shotgun from behind my seat. In the distance, I see the motorcyclist, staring at his own shadow and toward my left.

I pull the cruiser close enough to see him clearly and open the door. Kneeling behind the door for safety, I grab the microphone and switch it to speaker. Just as I'm about to tell the motorcyclist to surrender, I see a being appear from the shadow in front of the biker.

Instead of the shotgun in my hand, I grab the tranquilizer gun and lay it across the hood. I site the demon as he draws back his sword. *Think* the sound of the gun as the dart is propelled toward the demon. As the demon's blade nears the front wheel of the bike, the dart hits.

"Bug repellant," I mutter to myself as the demon disappears. Those scientist sure did do something right when they made this shit. He is now in Hell again and can't recover for several hours.

I raise the shotgun toward the biker, "Well. I just saved your life. Will you at least come the easy way?"

 

[Angelus]

Cristian

As Cristian neared the palace that Lucifer lived in he saw her and Wraithlance disappear. He cursed silently but then he realized that he wouldn't have to explain why half of his soul was good. He was supposed to have been a fully corrupted angel and he knew that if he was found he would be destroyed, by both sides in this war. He looked around and knew that he couldn't stay here; he had to get back to earth.

He closed his eyes and with a flash of light disappeared from Hell and in a second appeared on the material plane. He knew that the war would take part here and that the earth would be destroyed because of it. He hated that thought more than anything but he knew that he couldn't stop it without being destroyed, something else he didn't want.

Just then he heard a groan and looked around to see where it was coming from. He then found where the groan had come from and walked slowly in that direction. When he got to the person he stopped and looked, his eyes wide with shock because in front of him was the Angel of Peace, Ambrosia. He began to back away slowly but then she looked up at him.


OOC: Is this alright.... I thought that I would throw a twist into this. If not then I can change it.

 

[poohlive]

Michael Landon

His hands were down by his sides, as he carefully waved back the angels behind him. They wanted so much to kill her, he knew. He could feel the anger at the back of his neck, now was not the time though.
"I am well aware of the rules of this war. It's been fully documented in heaven, it's all anyone's been talking about for centuries up there. You have no idea how long the line was for potential angel warriors who wanted to be apart of your death..."
He clapped his hand twice, as two angels came forward. They both looked dirty and dishevelled.
"I do appreciate if you took your spies back, they are messing up this whole neo~classical war design I've been going for."
The chain they were tied to was thrown to Wrathlance.
He looked at the tall fellow rather curiously, "Is that this millenium's new pet? Very nice, better than the last one. I mean, really, a three headed dog? Who's that going to scare besides little children?"
He turned away from her, trying to look uninterested, "If we have no more business then, I do have a war to prepare for...."

 

[PmTick]

Frank

To the uneducated in the holy arts, it would seem that Frank is sitting by an old well in a New York City sewer arguing with himself. Actually, Frank is sitting by a back door into hell aruguing with a holy ghost that has possesed his body, maybe St. Peter, maybe not. "Alright whoever you are controlling me, before I move another inch I want to know what the hell is going on?" "Alright Francis," "Stop calling me that!!! You make me feel like I'm in Catholic school again, wait your not the spirit of Sister Melissa are you?" "No" "Good, call me Frank, who the hell are you?" "I am simply known as Mel?" "Mel? Your an angel named Mel?" "My name is based on your self image, according to your emotions, you model yourself after Mel Gibson." "Alright, just don't tell anyone about that, so who are you?" "I am an angel of St. Peter's Order, we are on the brink of the war to end all wars and you have been chosen as my host." "Wait I'm a career criminal, why did you choose me?" "In the bible it says that when Judgement day comes, heaven will open it's gates to the just and unjust alike..." "OK, so what's with this war?"

"The war itself has been raging since the beginning of time, Satan has recently made some moves that concerns us, we think it's vying for power." "So what the hell can I do, I'm just a man?" "Your a man with the power of heaven, I can shield you from many of the weaker demons sight and give you some defenisive powers but you are to go after the big generals of hell, find out exactly what's going on, and ulitmatley eliminate them." "Ok Mel, what if I refuse?" "Simple, you can't."

Suddenly Frank's legs lifted him into the well and sent him on his way to hell.

 

[nightray]

Shadow

I feel the darts hit me, and I smile and slip back in to the shadow. Appearing again behind the human cop. I laugh and cut off the door he was hiding behind at the hinges. I take the car with one hand and easily lift it, flipping it over.

 

[bobo_daclown]

OOC:
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http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=12298
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[bobo_daclown]

John Lyndon

Suddenly, the demon who disappeared to Hell for hours actually didn't disappear. He rips the car door from before the me that is not holding the shotgun at the biker.

Thinking quicky, I grab my ghostbuster gear out of the car as he flips it over. I sling the proton pack over my arm and train the powerful rifle on this lesser demon. Discharging the weapon, a beam of yellow surges toward my foe, trapping him and slowly draining his power. As I feel his weakening, I kick a containment unit under his dark form and press the large red button.

As if a tornado opened at his feet, the demon begins to spin around until he is sucked into the containment unit. The doors on the containment unit seal shut and I know that the demon can not get out of this box given to me by Egon.

I resume my current stance behind the car that was flipped completely over and back onto it's tires.

I raise the shotgun toward the biker, "Well. I just saved your life. Will you at least come the easy way?"

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Nighttray: NO god moding. Thank you for handling it Bobo. You da man.

IC:

*He sniffed at the cop, his hands were already on a shotgun, which he reconcieled in the bike somehow...He put down the kickstand, and stretched out, cracking his knuckles*

I didnt do anything wrong, And Im not going anywhere without my bike, it has everything I own on it.

*he growled softly* Law enforcement is dead brother. The worlds gone to hell and I dont intend to be locked up somewhere to wait for some demonic hit squad to come wipe me out.

*He crosses his arms over his chest*

Put the gun down man, and let me get my ass outta here...I didnt hurt no one cept a big ugly demon and a few gang bangers trying to kill me.

 

[nightray]

Shadow

OCC: ok obviously I made a mistake. you didn't have to jump down my throat about it. you could have just pointed it out and I would have fixed it. I have no problem fixing my mistakes but you have to give me a chance to do it. Oh and I'm not a lesser demon. The only person that can control me is Satan. And shadow was thinking of breaking from her to fight her and god both. He would lose a fight with Satan, but she is the only one who could kill him easily.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

(ooc. Um bobo, thanks for pointing it out and all, but remember? no full ooc posts in here. )
Lucifer

I smiled at Michael as he tossed me two of my angels. I snapped my fingers as they burst into flames.

"Don't patronize me Michael. You could very well release every one of your angels on me. Lover, you know it won't do one little bit of good."

I licked my lips, every single one of my minions appeared around us. "Nu uh uh." I shook my head as the angels raised their swords and holy books.

My troops dissapeared, they one filled the land with no space between the rows of elite soldiers, as far as the eye could see, so many that the flying creatures had blocked out the sun.


"you have no war to prepare for Michael, you know that. "

A few of the angels began to step forward, I surrounded the three of us in flames. I hissed.

A single black feather floated from where I stood.

"I have you to thank for what I am today Michael." My voice echoed.

 

[Guest]

AMBROSIA:

I had stumbled to my knees. With a strangled cry, it wasn't out of pain but of frustration.

That is when I felt someone approaching, there was no peace in this man, I looked up.

Emotional turmoil. It truelly was a Battle of Good Vs. Evil.

He seemed to be backing away.

It was my gift to take away all pain and evil in a person, it was an instant reaction that I had to start being able to control. In heaven, it wasn't needed much, only when God called upon me to instill peace on the humans...that was so much different from heaven.

"You have so much pain." I rasped, as I tried to get to my feet, stumbling again.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

(ooc. That last one was me. :O!!!!)

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

ok here goes
It took me awhile to find something interesting. I do hope this is acceptable.


ic:
name: too hard to pronounce so she calls herself Eve
description: 5'10" 140 built for a female. Waist length black hair, green eyes. Amazon Preistess while living. Now just an angel of no importance. until now that is.
Skills: hand to hand combat, spears, long swords, daggers.

intro: She was lounging in her room, alone and a little upset, when a letter was dropped into her lap. Looking down she recognized the script. Sitting up and setting her drink aside, she eyed the letter. She had been watching the world below, shaking her head at the distruction and chaos. She had been watching as each era came and went to keep up with the times. She knew what was happening below and it worried her. She looked again at the letter. She wondered why she was sent this? She wasnt a high ranking angel. She was merely.. well her. She read the letter her eyes widening in surprise as she read.
Eve
You are being summoned to earth. You are to go down and assist in any and all ways possible to achieve our goal. You are needed to guide and protect man. You will be given two gifts to aid you.
1. Ability to hide your wings
2. Ability to mask your thoughts from your enemies

You are an unknown, that is why you are sent in to aid. No one will know who you are except for those that are chosen to.
Report often as possible to those you can trust to relay the message. Be safe. To Assure man is safe as possible use any and all means to protect.


The letter wasnt signed, but she knew who's orders she followed. She shook her head a little, not understanding why she of all angels, was called forth. She gathered her weapons and made her way to the gates. She watched as the clouds parted and revealed to her earth below.
"New York City! Be ready for Eve."

Her decent was smooth and quick. The moment her feet hit pavement, she concealed her wings and sought out shelter.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Well, ok then. I tried. I must have done something wrong though, sorry Nightray.


Michael stared at her. She was blowing this all out of proportion. As if, not only did she think that she could win, but that she could defeat god.
"You have me to thank? I was not the one who defied God and his ways. Your actions were yours alone, you chose to defy God, I chose to stand by him. I'm sorry I could not join you, but you went behind my back with all of this. If you had just told me..."
He stopped. They had argued over this issue so many times. He was already beginning to sound like a broken record. He sighed, letting the blood running through him cool off.
"I won't let you complete what you have set out to do here. God may have given you free reign for a thousand years, but that doesn't mean you can't have those years spent locked up tightly in some far corner of the universe. We've done it before..."
Michael paused, cocking his head, "Unless you are willing to talk out some sort of agreement, which I know you won't, we have no more business together. Now please go before one of my troops gets trigger happy with Fido over there."

 

[bobo_daclown]

Archangel Gabriel:

With the reports in hand, and in my memory, I lift into the air, seeking out Michael. Spotting him--and many of our troops--I dive toward the gathering.

I stop suddenly at the sight of Satan. She speaks to Michael as she keeps her bodyguard at her side. I glide down beside Michael.

Eying the devil, I point out the reports to Michael.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything."




Lt. John Lyndon:

"Hey pal, listen close, okay." I lower the shotgun slightly and motion that he need not worry. "Look, all I know is that you and me might have something in common.

"Ever feel like you're not completely in control of your body? Like a presence guides you to do stuff completely against your nature? Look, just let me drop this containment unit into a access point for Hell and I'd love to help you out. I don't know why--it's just what I've got to do."

With that, I toss the shotgun back into the car with the tranquilizer gun. Since the biker shows no sign of aggression, I bend down to the conviniently placed sewer cap and toss the containment unit down the sewer.

'Some demon's gonna get quite a suprise when they open that.'

"Name's John, whatcha say?"