Dreadnought of the Gods - The Beginning [E]

[Natsy]

Strange Feelings & Voices In The Distance.. ..Enter.. During the time in the Embassy, the sun had travelled over the sky and was nearing the late afternoon. The heat had returned somewhat despite it being winter, yet I did not feel bothered by it. Dressed in a full black kimono with a white sash around the waist. I had worn this outfit to the Embassy encase a battle had broken out, and because it was the next to formal outfit I owned due to growing out of my Godaime one. The Kimono itself reaches my ankles which showed the black wooden geta sitting beneath a pair of white socks. A simple outfit and battle-savvy as well. My long ginger hair was tied back into a french braid which was secured by a black ribbon. The tip of said braid rested over my left shoulder, dangling four inches above my waist. My make-up consisted of a medium shade of eyeliner and pink lip-gloss while a black rhombus sat within the direct centre of my forehead. The black cloak I wore held the Takigakure insignia upon its back in golden thread, the insignia was large and took up the majority of the cloak’s back. This cloak also held 30 Kunai, 45 Bo-Shuriken, a Mono-Goggle, a World Map and a Lensatic Compass. I also had a senbon bracelet loaded with 57 Senbon and a butt bag filled with 30 Blood Clot Pills and another 10 Kunai. The butt bag sat to my left side while a Scimitar was sitting in its scabbard on my right side while last but not least, a shield (heavy) was strapped tightly to my back. I felt battle savvy and strong, both mentally and physically although I may not look it. I oozed confidence and was proud of what I had accomplished as a kunochi and a ninja. Emerging from the Embassy, I step out of the gates with my chin raised and surveyed the area carefully. The Embassy is a beacon for tourists, merchants and the occasional ninja so it was compulsory to remain on guard. But something felt rather strange today. It had happened while I was within the Embassy surrounded by four males and three wolves. I had the stance urge to go outside and wait for someone. It felt as if internally someone was calling for me, yet I didn’t know who or why. All I knew was that I was needed outside and urgently. Now that I was outside, I no longer knew what to do. So now what? JiMmIyZ - Hel Post Number: 138 Byakugō no In charges: 29

[JiMmIyZ - Hel]

When Women of Worth Advance

From behind, Rosalie Salt would hear a voice speak to her. "How fitting that we both today be wearing braids though while yours are strict french mine are half crown" the voice was pleasant, soothing almost, the vision was not. Despite being very pleasing to the eye the apparition before Rosalie was too bright and it would pain the Godaime too merely look upon her let alone approach. A woman of such beauty, she laid upon a stone slab fashioned into the resemblance of a chair. Her hair went on seemingly forever, as if drifting for miles upon miles, it matched Rosalie's in colour. The woman was wearing a pale roman tunic though seemingly altered as it had no shoulder to the outfit. Instead it was ties to her waist with golden silk held in place by a set of fabulous golden wings. These weren't the type of wings that would allow one to fly no, this was jewelry fashioned into the shape of wings and even the untrained eye could tell that it was pure gold just like the crown she wore atop her head like a reef of royalty. Such lavish accessories yet she was still draped with colourful flowers like none the world has ever seen.

If Rosalie dared approach this person she was sure to regret it. Every step closer would begin to burn at her skin as if she were set upon by fire. This person, she was like the sun itself of which Icarus flew too close. "I beseech thee Salt. Become my vassal and compete as my Champion in a tournament to claim my right as King. Chance victory for my handsome reward." The woman reclined in her stone chair, relaxing in its embrace. She excitedly awaited reply.

[Natsy]

Voices in the Wind It had been a mere two minutes before a bright light and an intense heat suddenly overtook the slight wind that cascaded along the landscape. Startled, I turn around, hand gripping the handle of my scimitar, yet not drawing the weapon. However, upon turning, I immediately regret the act and immediately use my left hand to shield my eyes. A woman as beautiful as a rose sat before me in a chair seemingly fashioned out of material I had never seen before. I could not see her features clearly, but I was able to see her long hair and the robe she wore. She looked like a goddess. The compliment to my braid had me smiling brightly, I had redone the braid upon leaving the Embassy and no one had commented on it while I was inside. “Thank you.” I said, my tone filled with awe. The thought to approach the woman to offer her a handshake floated toward the surface of my mind, but the searing heat made me think otherwise. “Excuse me, but who are you and why will you not take part in this tournament yourself?” I ask, trying to keep my tone gentle despite how annoyed her words had made me. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t know who you are, how you managed to sneak up on me; I don’t know anything about this tournament you speak of and what makes you think I want to become a servant to anyone?” Okay that sounded a little harsh, but people just don’t go around declaring other people that they will be vessels for a tournament. Post Number: 140 Byakugō no In charges: 30

[JiMmIyZ - Hel]

Reality Unfolds

The human was inquisitive. Good, if she were not so then she would not be progressive and therefore she would be weakening. "I am the one known as Uhna, Goddess Of The Sun. Due to my overflowing strength I have earned the status of High God amongst my peers yet I am the younger." The Goddess would raise her hands and clap them atop her head and produce visions within the mind of Rosalie that would tell her story as she narrated the actions. "Long ago, in a time before the humans, this world was very different. Stretching for thousands of what your kind has called gigaparsec's, the world was gigantic. That however has changed, obviously. The number of Gods also once numbered in such quantity however now we have dwindled in number too a mere handful. There are so few of us and yet we are still on decline and unable to get along with one another." Rosalie would see as Uhna had spoken lands of endless miles and creatures of gigantic proportions of all shapes and sizes standing amidst each other, ranging from humanoid in appearance to strange fluid like creations. It was so strange and marvelous to watch the plants and environment grow to such a size, it looked as if it were heaven on earth.

It didn't last however as these creatures began to wage war against one another. Brandishing strange weaponry and utilising strange powers the creature in her mind would attack and kill the others, destroying the earth over and over until it were but a mere ball with remnants floating across the skies. It was awful. The once flourishing trees and flowers she had seen were now rotting by corpses of dead Gods, feasted upon by devils born by decaying blood and flesh. It was a dead world. "We called for peace with each other, but it didn't last." Through her vision Rosalie would see a young looking man with bright blue eyes and a sharp sword surrounded by demonic entities. The entities were lead by another man, one concealing his eyes with a large helmet. The difference between these two were noticeable. The man with blue eyes looked spry and youthful whilst the other looked old with grey, rotting skin. These two began to clash with one another but before an outcome was established the vision shifted to one of thousands of dragons ranging in many different colours and sizes. The largest above the group was a giant red dragon whose left foot was the size of a mountain. It hide itself amidst the cover of giant clouds, showing only its underbelly from its place in the sky. These dragons were attacking something, a creature of equal ferocity. A giant wolf stood opposing these deadly serpents, his coat black and white. He snarled showing mighty teeth to these dragons and a looked of violence glared within his glowing blue eyes.

This wolf was peculiar as it was engulfed in blue flames that seemingly continued to burn his body yet he took no damage from them. Without warning these dragon attacked the blue burning wolf and the battle began. Rosalie's vision would begin to zoom toward the image of the wolf, sailing right toward his face. It would be as if Rosalie were flying, flying straight into the wolfs fangs before a bright white light took her and she awoke hovering over the planet. The world of the humans. "That is when the idea was brought to us, the idea to use humans as vassals for our will. We would use humans to fight our battles for us so that we can announce a King for our kind so that peace can be attained." In an instant Rosalie was returned to the real world as Uhna snapped her fingers. "And so again I beseech of the Rosalie Salt. Become the envoy of my desires and compete in this tournament on my behalf. Claim my prize and defeat my enemies. What say you, brave human?"

[Natsy]

A Journey Back In Time A hand was placed upon my head as a response. I tried not to flinch at the hand since the woman was once too hot to go near, but this time her hand did not burn me. I did think she looked a goddess, and it was true. This woman was a goddess. As Uhna placed her hand upon my head, I felt pulled away from realty to a place of harmony before being dragged through time and space. It was horribly dizzying, yet I forced myself to listen to the goddess as she spoke through the whole thing. Witnessing these things was beyond shocking, I felt overwhelmed to the point when I could feel my legs giving way and becoming a jelly-like substance. My head pounded, yet Uhna continued to speak as if she believed I was not feeling anything, just seeing. I could see everything the goddess threw at me, but the feelings I felt were too much that when she had removed her hand from my head, I collapsed to the ground, panting somewhat heavily. I felt.. violated. After hearing her last statements, I decided that despite being beautiful and powerful, I believed the goddess to be selfish. The word “no” sat upon the tip of my tongue, yet my lips felt glued shut. I simply could not speak at the time, instead I merely nodded. But why on earth did I nod to a person whom only wished to use me to get higher in the ranks? What was wrong with me? And what kind of journey and reward shall I receive if not death? “What kind of tournament is this, Uhna?” I asked, my voice stronger than I thought it would be. Post Number: 141 Byakugō no In charges: 30

[JiMmIyZ - Hel]

Truth of the World

Inquisitive had its limits and Rosalie was testing that of Uhna's. The Goddess would stand and walk further away from the Godaime, staring at the sky. "This is a Tournament where humans will fight one another to the death on behalf of their creators as thanks for their existence. Just why one fights is personal to each their own however the rule is that they must be selected, as I have selected you." With a mere wave of her hand the clouds would shift under Uhna's will and the sun would shine brighter and warmer than once before. "This sun. I created it long, long ago but I made a mistake. It once stretched all across the globe like a halo of the heavens. This created many problems for the humans. They had light yes, they had heat and warmth yes, however they had to much and the earth was scorched. I had to repair my err and I indeed did so yet if it were not for Madis the humans would have perished. A God much wiser than myself. If I am victorious here I will make him King for the better of my kind."

The White Servent

From within the clouds above a giant ship would soar through the air, pushed along by giant white sails that caught the gusts of wind from above, and two smaller flags by the side of the ship pushed by artificial wind two two large turbines. Crafted from the finest timber it looked as though the lacquer finish had been polished for months to create such a sheen. With a stylized, solid gold bulbous bow reinforcing the a long pike protruding from the ships bow it looked as though it was literally cutting the clouds as it sailed through them like an ocean of fluffy white. Uhna spoke a final time. "While I am trying to be catering to you, Rosalie Salt, I will not repeat myself more than three time on a subject so a third and final time. I beseech thee, Rosalie Salt of the Waterfall, become my vassal and compete as my Champion in a tournament to claim my right as King. Chance victory for my handsome reward. Or perhaps remain here and let this opportunity slip through your fingers."

A bright light would then engulf the Goddess, blinding light, and Uhna would disappear from sight. "If you accept take passage upon this ship and voyage to the Colosseum. I ask thee, Rosalie Salt. Will you be asking yourself what it for the remainder of your life?" With that the warmth was gone and the suns light dimmed behind clouds. The flying ship was still in the sky however and it would move closer and closer to Rosalie's position before a booming voice could be heard coming from aboard the ship. "Human, chosen as acolyte of the Goddess Uhna, the creator of your Sun, possessor of the unapproachable strength. I am Naeyar, God Of Messages. Do you accept this offer or do you pass?" The mere sound of this voice would bring pain to Rosalie's ears it was so loud. As if it were thunder, this voice crashed upon the earth almost shaking the ground. If she were to voice acceptance she would fine herself instantly teleported aboard the ship, and what a ship it was!

It looked giant from the ground but up close, it was so much more. The ship stretched for miles upon miles, it was as if were made from a crew of giants, and in actuality, it was. Off in the distance, such a long way away, she would spy a man steering the ship. It would be at the very edge of her sight but she would be able to see this man was wearing a white battle dress with golden trimming held up by brown leather suspenders. Atop his head was a roman helm crafted of gold to make it look as though the helm had sprouted wings and fitted with fitted with a Mohawk of unicorn mane. This was the Helm of the mystic Golden Helm of Divine Kings, a helm forged with the stolen horde of the great dragon Kovinth, Destroyer Of Men, by dwarves who sacrificed it to Naeyar in a great time of need. This helm acts as a ward against mind affecting ailments and help the wearer keep a sense of right while demeaning the wrong. Upon his feet were sandals crafted with leather and trimmed with gold. These were the 'Feet of Blessed Justice' a gift from the Goddess Sopuna, she had awarded it to him days after completing the sprint across the world. These boots double a the wearers speed allowing them to run both faster and for a longer time. Finally he wore upon his wrists leather bracers, the Champion's Bracers of the Prodigy. These bracers were a gift from his brother Ombus, youngest of the three. They increase the wearers strength by triple and were gifted to Naeyar during the boasting of Ombus who claimed to have no need for them.

The man was gripping the wheel and holding it tightly. If Rosalie dared closed the gap she would find he was further away than she had thought. As she'd draw closer and closer to him she would find that he was a giant of a man, standing over one-hundred meters tall. Resting upon a frame by his side was a staff, the magical staff 'Dragon's Cane.' Carved from the bones of Mesanth The Mysterious One, it was fitted with a jewel at the top of the staff. Upon the fitting the bones of Mesanth began to twist and turn to a bronze and silver. Soon the images of serpents grew and accosted the jewel yet froze before reaching it as the jewel began to glow blue. It created a shield of wings to protect itself and the serpents were halted in their advance. Some say the soul of Mesanth now lives within the jewel yet none have been able to communicate with it to confirm this theory.

The journey would be rather short lived as by the time Rosalie had gotten comfortable with her surroundings, if that were possible, they would have arrived at the destination. The Sand Village Colosseum.

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Please exit to this thread if Rosalie accepts the offer. Remember to repost your equipment. That will be mandatory for all threads in the event. Just sit back and wait for eeryone else to catch up now.

[Natsy]

Wow. Just.. Wow. Definitely what was I getting myself into? The goddess was growing wary and wanted a direct answer from me. I knew she was growing wary, yet I was still on the fence, was I not? As Uhna waved her hand the clouds would split and reveal the most magnificent boat I had ever seen. Raising my gaze from the goddess to the boat, I then hear Uhna’s request a third time just as she disappeared. But by then I had made my decision, even when I thought her selfish, Uhna was right: I would spend my life thinking what if.. Before I approached the boat, another voice addressed me. However the sound was so great that I was forced to clamp my hands over my ears and shut my eyes tightly until the pain went away. Jesus these people really didn’t need to shout. After I recovered, I nod once and raise my chin. “I accept the proposal and will attend the tournament in Uhna’s name.” I said with a clear tone before boarding the ship itself. But once my feet touched the deck, my eyes would widen to the point when they threatened to fall out of their sockets. The ship was so vast that I could not believe it was capable of sailing. Although curiosity did get the better of me, I began to wonder the vessel and spotted an incredibly large man driving the ship. I do not approach him, instead I move toward the side of the ship and lean over the edge to observe the ground beneath me. I loved flying so much, and knew the elating feeling it caused me. I could fly on my own, my harpy wings powerful enough to ensure my flight was smooth and swift. They have never faltered, and were the most treasured part of me. But the moment I felt the altitude change and descend I frowned and realized that this ship moved so fast it had felt like minutes. Had the tournament been stationed near waterfall? I watch as the sand comes into my line of vision and realise that this was not waterfall at all. We were in another country. But what one was that? The ship docked and I carefully stepped off of it and into another area… And the moment my feet hit the ground, I realised that the last time I saw my beloved country may very well be the last time… //Exit

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Post Number: 142
Byakugō no In charges: 30
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