Alucard ☦⒒☦ Apocalypse Now ☩ The Wrath of the No Life King
Characters: eatingwings and vatheon
Location: EVERYWHERE
Time: ALL DAY AND NIGHT
Style: Any; starting in third
Status: OPEN OPEN OPENNNN--
[ background music: Battle and Aftermath ]
"I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a white horse! Its rider held a bow, and he was given a crown, and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest." Revelations 6:2
Hell hath no fury like that of a guardian scorned. A dark ominous shadow engulfed the City of Vatheon. The shadow of the No Life King. Around his manor, the vampire collects the shadows, making them bubble and boil. His Royal Army and banner emerge, along with his beloved massive Warhorse. Banners, horses, and soldiers of the Turkish Jazineries. The Elite SWAT team of Rio de Janeiro. Nazi soldiers. Vicious creatures from the pits of Hell. They are amongst the three million that emerge from the vampire's shadows. The horses, bleeding from the mouth and their eyes gone, nothing but bleeding eye sockets. The people, the same. They surround the vampire's estate, their numbers growing.
The doors to the vampire's estate open and the King of Vampires steps out, over looking his army of three million devoured souls. He has become the Man He Once Was; Vlad Dracul III Țepeș. Vlad the Impaler. Kazıklı Voyvoda. The Impaling Prince. His vampiric qualities were still present in this magnificent body. Facial hair made him look stern and wise. His coal black hair was long and flowing. His eyes red and glowing. His fangs catching the tiniest glimpse of light. He wears flowing black robes underneath his ominous black armor and his tattered red cape.
The Impaling Prince saddles up onto his Warhorse and rides out of his estate, his army following him like a sea of Darkness.
"When the Lamb opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature say, "Come!" Then another horse came out, a fiery red one. Its rider was given power to take peace from the earth and to make men slay each other. To him was given a large sword." Revelations 6:4
The Warlord's army invades the City, seeping into every nook and cranny like thick black oil. The horses pound the ground as they ride thunderously throughout the main city, their banners held high. They stain the ground with the blood of their hooves and feet. Foot soldiers begin to look everywhere, looking into the apartment complexes and homes of foreigners and locals. The visage of the Girl seared in their minds. When they do not find her, they leave to rejoin their Master, that Magnificent Sovereign of Wallachia.
"When the Lamb opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a black horse! Its rider was holding a pair of scales in his hand. Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, "A quart of wheat for a day's wages, and three quarts of barley for a day's wages, and do not damage the oil and the wine!" Revelations 6:6
The trees of the forest turn into tall steel spires, each with a body impaled on them. The Forest of Vatheon hath becometh the Forest of the Impaling Prince. Looming as the Great Black Peril before the rising moon at his back, he sought to defy it's pale glory by sacrificing his own minions to blot out the light. The hounds dispersed with braying cries, their bodies becoming black mist that rose into the heavens and darkened the atmosphere around them.
Fight... Fight, all of you...
Everyone, for God... Fight...
He does not provide help to those who ask for help.
He does not bestow mercy upon those who ask for mercy.
It is not simple a prayer though. They are just trying to appeal to their God.
They are free to die.
Fight alongside your prayers.
Hopefully all of your effort will amaze God enough to bring him down from his Heavenly throne.
And then... Jerusalem will come down with him!
For the sake of hundreds, one will die.
For the sake of thousands, ten.
For the sake of tell ten thousand, one hundred.
A million warriors shall die for the sake of Christiania. Even if this tiny world of ours bursts into flames.
And the result will be... the coming of God.
That will be the result of my prayers for Jerusalem.
Fight and pray everyone...
Tear then and burst through their split bodies as they fall to the Earth... This will be the result of your undying prayers.
To my miserable side, to the side of us pitiful creatures, just like an assemblage of horses...
God will come down from Heaven--
"When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, "Come!" I looked and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hell was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth." Revelations 6:8
Location: EVERYWHERE
Time: ALL DAY AND NIGHT
Style: Any; starting in third
Status: OPEN OPEN OPENNNN--
[ background music: Battle and Aftermath ]
"I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a white horse! Its rider held a bow, and he was given a crown, and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest." Revelations 6:2
Hell hath no fury like that of a guardian scorned. A dark ominous shadow engulfed the City of Vatheon. The shadow of the No Life King. Around his manor, the vampire collects the shadows, making them bubble and boil. His Royal Army and banner emerge, along with his beloved massive Warhorse. Banners, horses, and soldiers of the Turkish Jazineries. The Elite SWAT team of Rio de Janeiro. Nazi soldiers. Vicious creatures from the pits of Hell. They are amongst the three million that emerge from the vampire's shadows. The horses, bleeding from the mouth and their eyes gone, nothing but bleeding eye sockets. The people, the same. They surround the vampire's estate, their numbers growing.
The doors to the vampire's estate open and the King of Vampires steps out, over looking his army of three million devoured souls. He has become the Man He Once Was; Vlad Dracul III Țepeș. Vlad the Impaler. Kazıklı Voyvoda. The Impaling Prince. His vampiric qualities were still present in this magnificent body. Facial hair made him look stern and wise. His coal black hair was long and flowing. His eyes red and glowing. His fangs catching the tiniest glimpse of light. He wears flowing black robes underneath his ominous black armor and his tattered red cape.
The Impaling Prince saddles up onto his Warhorse and rides out of his estate, his army following him like a sea of Darkness.
"When the Lamb opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature say, "Come!" Then another horse came out, a fiery red one. Its rider was given power to take peace from the earth and to make men slay each other. To him was given a large sword." Revelations 6:4
The Warlord's army invades the City, seeping into every nook and cranny like thick black oil. The horses pound the ground as they ride thunderously throughout the main city, their banners held high. They stain the ground with the blood of their hooves and feet. Foot soldiers begin to look everywhere, looking into the apartment complexes and homes of foreigners and locals. The visage of the Girl seared in their minds. When they do not find her, they leave to rejoin their Master, that Magnificent Sovereign of Wallachia.
"When the Lamb opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a black horse! Its rider was holding a pair of scales in his hand. Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, "A quart of wheat for a day's wages, and three quarts of barley for a day's wages, and do not damage the oil and the wine!" Revelations 6:6
The trees of the forest turn into tall steel spires, each with a body impaled on them. The Forest of Vatheon hath becometh the Forest of the Impaling Prince. Looming as the Great Black Peril before the rising moon at his back, he sought to defy it's pale glory by sacrificing his own minions to blot out the light. The hounds dispersed with braying cries, their bodies becoming black mist that rose into the heavens and darkened the atmosphere around them.
Fight... Fight, all of you...
Everyone, for God... Fight...
He does not provide help to those who ask for help.
He does not bestow mercy upon those who ask for mercy.
It is not simple a prayer though. They are just trying to appeal to their God.
They are free to die.
Fight alongside your prayers.
Hopefully all of your effort will amaze God enough to bring him down from his Heavenly throne.
And then... Jerusalem will come down with him!
For the sake of hundreds, one will die.
For the sake of thousands, ten.
For the sake of tell ten thousand, one hundred.
A million warriors shall die for the sake of Christiania. Even if this tiny world of ours bursts into flames.
And the result will be... the coming of God.
That will be the result of my prayers for Jerusalem.
Fight and pray everyone...
Tear then and burst through their split bodies as they fall to the Earth... This will be the result of your undying prayers.
To my miserable side, to the side of us pitiful creatures, just like an assemblage of horses...
God will come down from Heaven--
"When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, "Come!" I looked and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hell was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth." Revelations 6:8