No Rules Roleplaying. cause i fuckin said so.

[Zain Winters]

OOC: yeah yeah i said no rules. but please no invincible cocksucking. im not saying you CANT dodge. but you know the invincible cocksuckers. you know those people. don't be one. i'll be pissed. i'll rage quit. ill rape your mothers. and fuck your dogs. ill sodomize all your cats and chop off your dicks. if your a girl. ill give you a dick. and ill chop it off. and blend it to make my power muscle drink. so no. no invincible cocksucking you invincible wannabe cocksuckers....and above all. no invincible cocksucking. have fun if you want. hell if i care.

Looking up from the chasm as i dangled helplessly from the hole. gazing up at the human at the edge of the cliff trying effortlessly to save me. noticing the very desolate land around me as my mind begins to sink in exactly how destroyed this waste of planet had become.

The girl slipping and falling into the chasm as she tried to reach for me. i just watched. not even making an attempt to snag her watching emotionless to her death. i pull myself out of the chasm edge and stand up straight. Adjusting the trident on my back, slowly turning to see the desolate land before me.

Gently brushing my long blue hair out of my eyes taking a few steps forward. "where..what?" my mind clouding with confusion as i begin to walk into the waste before me. glancing to my right my eyes focus on what seems to be a barren battlefield. many dead bodies. slowly walking into the middle of the battlefield i feel a sharp pain in the side of my head. reaching my hand up to place on the side it becomes damp. slowly bringing it to my eyes i realize the blood covered on my hand.

reaching for a piece of cloth in my pocket. it seems to be a black bandanna as i pull it out. looking into it there are two initials. "ZW" i mutter softly. my mind looking for the answers to anything as i strap the bandanna around the wound on my head. "what a piece of shit place..how did i get here?" i idly sit down after pushing a dead body from the stone tab that sits in this battlefield. looking at myself i begin to wipe the dust and dirt from my black trench coat. and begin to clean off my white shirt underneath. slowly making my way to wipe off my pants as i retake my seat trying to gather my breath.

"Hello?!" i scream in what seems to be vain. 'there isn't anyone here is there..' i think 'where am i? wait..who am i? i lost my memory? really? ugh. fuck.. for all i know i just let my wife die and didn't give a shit' i quickly stand up as i hear some footsteps coming from behind one of the stone towers. withdrawing my trident in battle position. "identify yourself!" i point the trident at the rock waiting for an answer.

[DC_Desperado]

The echoing screams of the slain radiate through the young mans body as he removes his giant blade from the chest of the last villiager of this poverty strinken settlement. A sickening smile of satifaction crossed his face as he watched the light of life leave the villegers eyes. "Remember my smile you wretch. Remember me on your trip to hell." The young man spoke with a deep voice of a beast's roar. The statement was soon followed by laughter. The cackeling howls of the damned spewed from his throat with great force and glee. The laughter continue for only a few minutes and was quickly silenced.


The razor edged slab of metal he held in his hands in a flash the sword dulled to an average hue and the width of the blade shrunk to a more managable size. The long black hair shrunk to a ragged medium brown and his long black coat shrounk to a normal sized black leather jacket. His eyes, which were once blazed with crimson fury, and now ocean blue and wide with horror.

"Good gods!" the young man screamed. The young man's eyes scowered the destruction and carnage. His eyes trailed the blood soaked ground to his feet and spied the crimson liquid coating the blade in his hands. A frightening chill shot through his body as the realization became obvious.


"I did this? *cough cough*... I did this." Tears started to fill his eyes. Unable to support his own weight, the young man fell to his knees. He couldn't help but scream in pain. Emotional pain. His heart was torn. His hands unsteady. His mind in fog. All he could do was scream. Screams of sorrow, angry, and in mourning. Many lives were just lost, and he was their reaper.


"Gods, take these souls *sniff cough* into your embrace. *cough cough*... cherish them... for it was not their time..."

OOC: Hows that?

[Zain Winters]

OOC: ah DC you never fail to impress me. although i was slightly confused to if you were in front of me or not. i shall assume ^^;

Frozen as he sees the man (DC) before him. analyzing and watching his movements. he quickly she's his trident as he slowly approaches the man.

His dark blue eyes gazing at him. an immediate headache stricking him as his hand holds his forhead. taking a step back. "i-i know you don't i?...who are you? what did you do?! why did you do it?!" his voice heightening into a scream as his questions fly. he grips the end of his trident tightly. awaiting answers from the distraught man. "answer me damnit!"

[DC_Desperado]

OOC: I wasn't planning on being in front of you but thats ok... its the beauty of role playing. ^.^
*Speacial note...Bold text is Dark inner dialogue... and Italic text is Light inner dialogue. So if it's between ' it means its in thought.*

The strangers word boomed with a thunderous judgment. Caught off gaurd the young man whirled around to address the man behind him. Still in shock he dropped his fairly large sword from his hands. Startled by the slip up, the youth desperatly scavanged the ground for the sword. Seconds of fumbling seemed like hours as the youth's adrenaline started to pump. Finally grasping his sword he was able to back away from the man in black so he could get a full analasys of the man.

'Look weakling! This person is armed. He's a threat. In a world like this, threats must be ELIMINATED!!' An dark voice spoke to the young man's consious.

'Fear not young one. For all in this world carry protection. Only a fool goes without a weapon.' A softer voice now spoke to the youth.

'Yeah yeah, only dead fools don't have weapons. This man does. and seeing as though he's not dead yet prolly means he knows how to use it. Let your guard down whelp, and your buzzard food.' The dark voice retorted.

The youth blinked his eyes and sharply jolted his head to regain his composure. He eye'd the stranger from head to toe. Nothing about this person seemed familiar, except his weapon. That trident, the youth felt like he's seen it a thousand times.

"I'm sorry. I don't think we've met." The young man replied.

[Zain Winters]

Watching as the man began to fumble with the weapon, he slowly drooped his trident to the ground and loosened any worry of him being much of a threat. sticking the end of the trident in the ground and leaning on the top of it he eyed up the man.

"hm so whe-..."

"ZAAAIN!"
startled by the scream the man jumped back as a little purple hair girl with a giant red bow and a fairly odd set of purple clothes came bolting towards him and wrapped her arms around his leg.

'fuck me im a father?! no way..couldn't be.' "uhm..h-hey there little girl? can i help you? and what did you call me?"

he gently pats her head his face frozen in confusion as she glares at him. and her eyes start to tear up.
"you don't know who i am Zainy..you forgot me in 10minutes! i thought you said you loved me!"

she begins punching and hitting his leg to no effect. as he stares motionlessly.

'god help me..i was a pedophile?!?!' "woah when i said love im sure i ment as like..brother and sister little girl. now just give me your name and all is well?"
he kneels down as talking to get down to her level. with a small carefree grin as he his eyes gently pierce into hers.

"it's Raven..you always called me Rav. what's wrong with you??"
"got me kid. i'll be fine in an hour or so i'm sure."
her sniffling continuing as her tears stop. slowly realizing the man with quite an intimidating sword before them.
'she called me Zain, guess ZW is my initials or something.'

"w-whos that?" she murmers as Zain gently pushes her behind him. and leans on the edge of his trident more.

"that's what i want to know..so tell me kid. man. sir. who are you? what happened here?" Raven taking his hand and squeezing it hard as Zain looks back at her confused. she mouths the words. '-i'm scared- he just smiles back and nods and relocates his eyes onto the young man before him. very relaxed in composure as he stands.

[DC_Desperado]

'Don't tell him anything. You don't know him from shit, and now there's a child involved... PERFECT! Ha ha ha ha ha. people are always easier to KILL when their too concerned for children!' The darkness tempted. 'Take the opertunity! KILL KILL KILL!'

'Listen not to the practitioner of carnage. His advice is ill-laiden with destruction of all. His path leaves a wake of death and malice.' The voice of light disputed.

'KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL!' The darkness continued.

'Steel you mind. You must not let youself be swayed by the darkness. Be strong, be strong!' The light urged.

'KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KIIIIIIIILLLLLLL!'

The young man's eyes swirled with the colors of blue, brown, and crimson. Quickly he jammed his sword into the ground with great force. "Shut up, SHUT UP!!! ALL OF YOU SHUT UP!!! heh heh heh... kill... kill...NO.. Listen not to him." The young man grabbed his head as if in pain. Punching the ground repeatedly until his knuckles started to splatter droplets of blood in the dust.

"JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!!WHO?! WHO ARE YOU?! WHO ARE YOOOU?! LEAVE ME ALONE!!! I WON'T, KILL AGAIN!! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!" The young man seemed entralled with a crazed delusion for an arguement. The boy clasps on to his side with tears in his eyes, he pulls his legs to his chest desperatly catching his breath.

"*Deep breaths*... someone.... help me." he wimpered.

OOC: I welcome you to the NEW Zack Trable, were his greatest enemy is himself!

[Zain Winters]

"w-what's wrong with him?!"
Raven squeals as she bolts away from the situation and hides behind a rock. Zain taking a few steps back, biting his lip in fear as he sees what he assumes is demonic possession.
"w-who am i? well i'm uh..Zain..yeah. i guess. right kid?" the little girl pokes her head out and nods quickly as she rehides in fear. "c-calm down guy. your scaring the little girl!!

after taking a very deep breath, Zain slowly and cautiously makes his way to the man and rests his hand on the man's shoulder. regaining composure and very gently gazing into his eyes. "chill my friend..no one is here but us. and me and Rav back there wont harm you. trust us." he smiles as convincing as possible. ' the fuck is wrong with this guy? either he's bat shit insane or some demon is messing with him..'

'this is the weirdest thing i've ever seen in my life. like. oh my. why is Z trying to reach out to him, even i know who that is..Z is out of his mind to..oh he's so scary..curse my childish mentality.." *sob sob sob*

OOC:
sorry..reminded me of that..

[DC_Desperado]

OOC: ~ <--- means flashback! This took a while to type. ^.^;

The young man's rapid breath started to regain a more calm and controlled rythem. His once multi-colored eyes returned to a more neutral brown color as they began to focus on the blue haired man addressing him.

'What just happened? Why is he looking at with such concern? *grunts* ah... my hands!' The young one thought.

His mind was silent. His thoughts were once again his own. Calmly he brushed the dirt and dust from his clothes as he stood up. Straightening his posture, the young man walked over to his once abandoned blade and holstered it onto its proper place on his back. He took a claming breath as he felt the weight of his blade and became intuned with his warrior prowess. Slowly he turned half back to the blue haired man and shot him a gaze out from the corners of his eyes.

"The names Zack, stranger." He said with a nod. He looked on to the carnage he remembered causing all over a pickpocket. Zack's mind harkened back to just moments ago when these ruins were a small settlement just gaining a grasp on this wasteland.

~ Tired and wounded, Zack pulled himself across the wastes to the small glow over the horizon. His previous battle against a pack of scavanging wolfs left him in battered condition. His muscles screamed for rest and his wounds begged him to just him to lay down and die. The only sounds that could be heard are the wind and the clanking of his heavy sword dragging across the ground.

"The hell." He spoke to himself, exgaustion plainly evident in his voice. "Just a little further. Should be there by sun up."

His temper flared a few times as he walked. whether it was the sound of his sword or the wind in his eyes. Everything seemed to jump on a nerve.

'Why not just destroy everything and take what you want? This world is DISCUSTING! Its full of people that are only out for themselves. They lure you in and the take what they want. They will all USE you!' The voice of evil spoke.

"Silence! I will not let you speak false of others." Zack spoke aloud.

'Fine fine fine, do not listen to me. But when i'm right the rage of betrayle will consume you.' The voice laughted of Zack's protest.

Two hours of grueling pain has worn on Zack's patience as he finaly approached the the small village. His temper began to cool as he caught the scent of a decent meal cooking. Zack checked his pockets for something to barter. He lucky enought to still have some ore he found at the cliffs were he was attacked by the wolfs. Hopefully this would be enough to get him some food.

"Hello there mister!" A young boy greeted as Zack drew closer to town.

"Morning young one! Tell me, would there be a place were I can purchase a meal and bed?" Zack questioned the child through his exaustion.

"Come I'll take ya to mama's she'd know what to do." the boy ushered Zack to his house, and soon inside. The houses were not anything to be impressed. They were made out of debris and mud. However, even with their crude design, the houses remained very cool in the day's hot sun.

"Mama mama, we have a guest!" The boy shouted as he burst through the door. A radiant young woman no more than nineteen turn in response to the boy's calls.

"Tomas? What is it that you need." The young woman asked the boy.

'This girl cannot possibly be the boys mother. She is way to young.' Zack thought to himself.

"Mama I brought this guy home for breakfast. He looks really tired and hungry. We can help him right mama?" The boy ask innocently. The boy's mother simply nodded with a beaming smile. She could hardly believe that such innocents and charity still exists in this world.

"Yay! Come on in mister. Mama cooks really yummy food." The boy boasted while dragging Zack to the table. Zack wasn't going to argue. The evidence was in the air, and the air smelled magnificent. Zack carefully placed his sword against the wall and took a seat.

"Mister you must be real strong guy to have a sword that big." The boy stated while eyeing the sword.

"I wouldn't be so sure there Tomas. Ya see that sword is special." Zack stated. His word had the child's eyes wide in anticipation for the rest of the explanation. "You see that sword is actually not all that heavy. My guess is that it has an enchantment on it so that its easier to carry than a regular sword of its size."

"Really? That must mean the sword must be really expensive!" The boy gasped.

"Now now Tomas you quit badgering our guest and go out to play." The young girl shoo-ed the boy out while placing a fresh hot bowl of soup on the table. "Tee-Hee eat up!"

Zack could not hold for manners anymore as he quickly ate the soup, pausing here and there for a breath. The soup was fantastic. It actually had some kind of flavor. It was only a matter of minutes for Zack to down the whole bowl. Wiping his mouth with his sleave he ould help but finally ask.

"Miss, excuse me if i'm being rude but, who is the father of Tomas?" The woman's eyes became sorrowful.

"His father is Kytstal, He's the one in charge of this settlement. He takes care of all the women here, and he's the only one that knows were we can get fresh water." She replied. Zack gave her a puzzled look.

"Takes care of all the women here?" He questioned.

"Yes. He's the only male resident permitted here." She answered. Zack was not pleased by this at all.

"So your telling me that this pervert is hold this town hostage as his own personal harem?" She nodded.

"And he just goes and fucks any girl here when he wants and in return you get to live here?" Zack's fist grew tight.

"Don't worry about us stranger. Ours is a hard lot but at least we're health." She reassured him.

Zack just couldn't shake the feeling that this was wrong. No person should be held as a sex slave in trade for survival. He could feel his heart begin to race as his anger grew. However his head started to spin and his mind began to fog as he couldn't help but fall into slumber.

'...what?...Why?' Zack thought as he passed into slumber.

'You see I told you they'd betray you. Now, as we speak, that SWORD of yours is being taken to that lucky devil of a town chief. I guess SEX isn't the only thing used for gain here. Ha ha ha ha. Your pathetic you know that. Weak hearted and USELESS! Now why don't you wake that wimpy ASS of yours up and go show that the Champion of the Gods is no one to be messed with.' The evil voice prodded.~

The next thing Zack knew he was standing in front of the bloodstained ruins of this once savable settlement. Zack unsheathed his sword and walked into the ruins. Only glancing over his shoulders for a moment to address the man with blue hair.

"I got some work to do here and I don't think this town holds anything for you. If your going to insist on staying then lend a hand. If not, then i suggest you get moving. I'm sure bandits have been eyeing this place for some time... and the smoke is just a signal for them." Zack said as he began to use his sword to carve out a person sized hole in the ground.

[Zain Winters]

Zain stands up and turns from Zack to the rock as he sees the red bow over the rock. motioning towards himself with his hand he gently calls out. "ah c'mon. you know everythings okay. let's get give this guy a hand." she quickly bolts from behind the rock and climbs on his shoulders resting her cheek on his head. he grins softly as he holds her on his shoulders.

Turning to Zack he nods softly. "i may not have any business here. but i can't say i have any business anywhere else either..to..my knowledge at least."

"aw..what happened to your head?" Raven gently moves the bandanna up and a small light peers from her fingers instantly healing the wound. Zain just grins as he feels such a soothing feel flow through his wound.

"ah..you sure know how to massage something" 'oh my god..i WAS a pedophile..shit..' his eyes clearly not noticing the light as Raven puts the bandanna in his front pocket, and rests her head on the top of his. Zain slowly makes his way towards Zack. "unfortunately i can't say i'm big on digging holes. but i can collect everyone easily." he gives a small grin and a thumbs up.

[DC_Desperado]

The sun begn to set when the last body was buried. Having been in the brutal heat for the majority of the day has began to show its toll on Zack as he wiped the massive amount of sweat from his forehead. The sting of the sweat in his still fresh wounds had died down long ago. Although Zack did the muscle work he was still grteful for the help Zain offered. After clearing the sweat from his brow Zack's eyes returned to the fresh graveyard. The ground was littered with at least twenty markers made from what ever could be found. It wasn't perfecet but is was the best he could do.

"Zain, thank you. I don't know why you stayed but you helped me a lot. Just wanted you to know i appriciated the help." Zack stated gratefully. When he was done speaking, Zack quickly turned and began to walk out of town.

[Zain Winters]

Zain yawns softly as the work is all finished. Raven fallin asleep on a giant rock hours ago as he watches Zack start to walk.

"h-hey..it does seem pretty dangerous out here you know..sure you don't want some company?" he motions back to Raven as she's still asleep. "neither of us really know where to go or what to do you know..so..?"

He slowly walks over and cradles Raven in his arms as he makes his way back looking at Zack.

"we wouldn't be a hassle. i can guarantee that."

[DC_Desperado]

A warm feeling started to whell up inside Zack. He hadn't a comrade in such a long time. He had already resided himself to a life alone. No one would want to be around him once word of him started to spread around the wastes. The wasn't a lot of place to go that wounldn't have heard of him and try to kill him on site. But he couldn't blame them He was a monster. He had heardof a creature people refered to as "The Black Devil". Zack had assumed that this was a name made for him. As much as he didn't want to drag Zain and the little girl into his troubles, Zack could not ignore his loneliness.

"Sure Zain, come on. Theres a place we got to get to before sun up." Zack said while motioning to for him to follow.

[Zain Winters]

Zain smiles softly as he continues to cradle the sleeping girl as he follows the man.

"sounds great to me. could use some shelter, hm..why don't you tell me a little about yourself there?" Zain says softly with a warm smile as he watches Raven sleep. About two feet from Zack's side.

[DC_Desperado]

Zack pondered the question for a few moments. He mauled over the details of his life. He couldn't remember anything before the world fell to ruin. So talking about being a child was out of the question. He just prayed that Zain would question his little mental breakdown back at the village.

'Whats wrong Zack? Afraid he would scorn you for being who you really are?...ME!' The Evil voice tugged.

'Be at ease Zack. You shant needth fear yourself. You may reply with the truth with heartfelt confidence.' The Good voice reasurred.

Zack blinked heavily to dispel the voices and once again regain himself.

"Hmm, well, there really isn't much to tell about me. I'm pretty much your average sword for hire. At least thats what I think I was. Sort of hard to remember anything before the world went to hell. " Zack started talking. It wasn't something he wanted to do and was desperate to change the topic off of him. " Zain I think were we are going should be just over that next ridge. Shouldn't be much more than two hours."

[Zain Winters]

Zain gently swaying Raven in his arms as he continues walking. his gaze shoots forward to the next ridge as he yawns loudly.

"Ah..yeah..the world hitting that low was quite a mess wasn't it? two hours? not that bad at all."

He slowly looks at Raven watching her sleep. Her curled up against him with a small grin on her face as she gently. Raven shuffles a few times then her eyes open widely as her forhead begins to glow a bright blue.

"uh..hey kid..what's tha..?"
"NOTHING!" Raven slaps Zain in the face and rushes behind a few rocks. " i uh need to Pee! don't look you pervs!" a frozen mouth open expression on Zain's face as he rubs his red cheek. He glances at Zack and shrugs, waiting for Raven to come back out.
"Kids are strange.."

Raven moves farther from the two to be securely hidden and places her palms on the sand ground before her. A small blue light coming from both hands and slowly spreading untill the meet in between. a small blue ball the size of a bowling ball emerges and floats about a foot off the ground as a man with shoulder length blond hair and black sunglasses can be seen as an image in the ball.
"yo girl, been days. what's the sit?"
"n-not now Rick. NOT NOW!!!" the second scream being faintly heard by the others. Zain glances at Zack again in confusion and dismisses it.
"god knows she may be hitting her period.." Zain whispers with a slight disgusted look at his own words.
"look kid. you haven't reported in forever. you give me the low down or i'm coming."
"fuck me..look, Zain lost his memory somehow. were traveling with what im sure is the God's failsafe. this is delicate Rick. do not. and i repeat. do not fuck this up at all. got me?"
"lost his memory..? and girl why you 6 again? shit women you change age's more then i change girls." the man being punched to the side by a face in the image as an elderly women looking to be about in her 50s, with bright purple eyes and very long blue hair shows herself into the image.
"oh you look so cute sweetie!!"
"m-mom?! how long have you been in space with that idiot?
"long enough darling. get back to work before you get in trouble. we love you!"
"yeah funkin right..love her like i love hemorrhoids .." the light fades as Raven puts her hands together. she quickly runs back around the rock looking at the two men. Blushing brightly. "i-im so sorry. let's continue please!" she runs quickly to Zain and grabs his hand as she pulls him into walking again. Zain just shrugs and follows her lead.