Cinia Pacifica Posts

it's hard to discern this person's thought process

ugh

No, I don't remember yo-

I mean...

Welcome back.

I can't 'here' voices, sorry.

Yes please.

She looks bad due to the image quality.

That's a lot of guts, putting my waifu on your crappy-looking advertisement banner/signature.

I don't think you should choose images of characters from others...

But, whatever.

No u

What?

dat phail

Re-login to get it.

OT: Grats mang.

One is worst nurse and the other is best

.____.

daym, all dat sushi

pls no rice fields

(This is a joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

Louise strolled across the city of Raltese - with her disciples - feeling disdain towards the grim and unclean area that she came to; she felt disgust for the first time in this town. Many cursed soldiers laid bare - with mad and twisted faces - in the alleys, streets, and any nook and cranny they could find. They’d be longer provide any threat to anyone due to their current condition. Just rocking back and forth, or screaming nonsense that no one would even bother to comprehend, but Louise sensed something else about them. Their minds were scrambled - she had a feeling that she could scavenge information out of the crazed lot.

With a corner of her lips raised - Louise grinned. “Alright, restrain every one of these felons, on the double. I wish to see them gathered before me,” Louise commanded, shoving her smile aside, she showed a more serious face befitting of a professional leader in the battlefield. With the battles of Raltese finally meeting their end - Louise had her own - extra - share of battle to fight; the battle which regarded the psyche.

Her followers - abiding by her order - immediately spread out. Priests and priestesses used magic to forcibly restrain the ugly figures temporarily; giving enough time to allow the assisting soldiers to tie the wicked crowd of warriors from across the streets. The soldiers gathered their strength to carry and drag the remaining cursed people before Louise - as instructed.

Her smile reappeared. “Good work,” Louise praised the work of her Scion underlings. Nodding - pleased with how they were rounded up rather quick - Louise approached them. “I have some questions to ask of you gentlemen, if you don’t mind,” in return for politely asking with the most possibly kind and gentle expression - Louise received glares that shot curses, fury, and foul words from the bounded bunch. Her ears caught something from †˜as if!’ to †˜no way!’. She gave a terse frown before remaking her saintly expression.

She didn’t expect it to be so easy. Regardless, she needed to try. “May I have you warriors tell me about your kind? Anything that you know? I may consider sparing your lives - if you speak, so to say,” Louise offered with a delicate smile.

“I ain’t telling you nothin’!” One of the mad men yelled out in anger. Some of the others yelled along; protesting. It was futile.

Louise circled the group, asking around. She spent around five minutes; interrogating. It did not yield any result till someone seemed to be saying something...

“They are always watching! Always. We have eyes everywhere! Especially in MAsaRiOOOooo!” Screamed the man. The person was clearly out of his mind. He was mentally unstable - Louise didn’t require herself to sense such a simple fact out. She could deduce it from his twisted face alone.

“Oh, I thank you. Albeit it being obvious - it’s always a well-received surplus to receive a confirmation.”

Louise then tried to converse with many other ghastly men. Becoming the victim of cold and deathly stares. Frowning, Louise was rather displeased. She was certain that she’d gain at least a few answers if she graced them with her beautiful and appeasing form. She took the liberty to consider for a moment. Composing herself, Louise shoved her feelings of irritation aside; replacing the cranky expression with a smile. “How about I… ” she begun, pointing her wand in a flash after drawing it out towards the nothingness beside her. The air sliced apart to reveal an entrance to a dimensional, shining oval-shaped entrance. Looking at it closely - the prisoners were able to take a glance towards the forest. It was typically the vision of the trees alongside a lake; just outside Raltese. Outside the fortified veils. Outside the city - without a doubt.

“H-High Priestess?! What are you doing!!” One of the priests yelled from behind her.

Paying no heed, Louise didn’t turn her gaze from the tied up warriors of darkness. “Let you escape - here and now - if you answer me faithfully? Any piece of information is fine. In return; you gain freedom. Not a bad deal, yes?” Louise offered, knowing full well what the possible consequences could lead to. However, she ignored those possible repercussions for now.

“T-Traitorous!” A scion soldier brashly claimed, stuttering. Louise could feel her reputation crumbling. She had to do this right.

“Take this as your final ride - straight back to life - otherwise, prepare to face your end - oh-cursed-ones. I promise. If I receive an information, I’ll not harm you - in any way," Louise confidently smiled as she claimed; making herself appear reassuring. “So, anyone?”

“Never trust a man who can change his face…” said a man who seemed to have taken up on Louise’s offer. Perhaps he was enchanted by her beauty, or desperately wished to take up on her offer. Looking at his face, she assumed that it was the latter in this case.

To this new information, Louise gave a smirk. “Excellent. You may pass via the door I prepared,” it was no lie, Louise had been using her magic to continually support the existence of the magical gate. She ushered with her hand, one of the soldiers reluctantly cut the tough ropes with a sharp knife; granting freedom to the man Louise seemed to be grateful towards.

Smiling, the man stood up. Much to the surprise of Louise’s subordinates - all of whom seemed to be losing their faith in the new High Priestess - the man started walking weakly towards the conjured portal. Hope welled up in his face, he was not corrupted with madness to the fullest. He held on to the will to live.

The man could attempt to attack Louise as he passed just by her - with all the eyes at him - but he didn’t; perhaps he was truly fixated in wanting to save his life.

The corner of her lips raised; revealing a sinister smile, as one of the soldiers took the initiative to behead the man just as he crossed by the rift - glistening blood rolled mid-air and spilled forth in the streets of Raltese - painting the lush green grasses on the other side - as the passage to the other side momentarily closed.

His head was left behind, with the rest of his body now on the other side.

“Rest assured, I didn’t harm him; as promised.” Louise held a truly darkened smile - victorious. It was a sinister grin. Receiving stares of surprise and glares of hate and disgust at the same time as a result. “I must say, I am impressed. Even at the very last moment; none of you budged to cling onto the final ray of hope to life that I provided,” Louise said, expressing her honest opinion as everyone stared with blank surprise. “Don’t get me wrong, I have to use strict measures if I want information. This is war, my dear friends. Sparing someone is not quite an option to me, either. Letting one of them go would mean that they may report back to the land of the cursed and inform what information we’ve gained now,” curling her lips into yet another confident smile, Louise attempted to justify herself - she was truly a cunning priestess; vastly different from how one would imagine her to be. “This went according to the plan I devised, regardless, we are now done with them.”

“Do it,” Louise signaled as she turned away; taking her leave of the grotesque sight. The priests and priestesses raised their staffs and wands towards the rest of the cursed beings; casting countless holy magics at the same time - banishing them from the world in a single moment; turning them to nothing but ash.

Another one?

much thx mang

link pl0x uncle freak

(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

“I wasn’t as late as I thought I’d be…” Louise said, appearing out of the blue. “I mean, good day to you all?” Louise greeted everyone with a rather out-of-place smile as she walked into the group. She wore a pink dress which seemed to be a strange mix between a sailor uniform and a Victorian dress. As such, the skirt was frilly yet almost dangerously short; it's gold stars that it was decorated with shined against the faint light from the surroundings - it was truly an otherworldly fashion. As if the †˜star’ of the †˜show’ was finally here. On the top, she wore a light-pink blouse with a bow-tie fitted under her neck. She wore cuffs over her wrists, both adorned with a single tiny gold star. Lastly, long black knee-socks covered her long and slender legs - combined with her fashionable pink boots - her new attire gave her a rather unique appearance.

Arkasia just stood in disbelief. “So glad you could make it, Louise,” said Arkasia with an incredulous look. She had no idea why she found it so important to leave, and change clothes when more than likely she would just get dirty again. “You will be with us, Louise. I see that you already saw to your own injury?”

Leona had to admit that Louise’s dress was nice, but she wasn’t about to act like a girly girl in front of Arkasia who already seemed to be on edge.

“That I have, my wound is now tended to,” Louise replied, giving a nod. “What is this strange aura that I feel in the air?” Louise looked about, looking back and forth left and right. “Ugh, I wish I hadn’t put on these bandages… ” she silently muttered to herself. The injury had already healed, but she could never be too careful. More so, she was afraid that the blood would ruin her dress yet again.

Arkasia lead the group to a wall that seemed to be just a normal wall. “This is probably what you have been feeling. Let’s hope the thing is still in one piece,” she said as she focused her spirit into it. The wall split open revealing a narrow passage. As the door opened, Arkasia spotted ashes on the floor of the hallway.

“Damnit!” she exclaimed as she ran down the hallway as fast as she could not even waiting for the others to follow. Leona and Fenfang took off behind her trying to keep up with Arkasia’s pace. As Arkasia reached the end of the passageway she saw a tear shaped container with pipes connected to it. The light that was coming from it was quickly fading. They were just here.

Fenfang kept the soldiers from going any farther, and seeing the device. Louise, and Leona were free to enter, however.

“This is the device, Arkasia?” asked Leona. “It looks so strange.”

“Yes, this the amplification device, but the component that I was told to retrieve is gone. They got the better of us. This could have been what they invaded Raltese. We were too late.”

“So, what do now?” Louise asked, not too interested with the device anymore. With whatever that was stolen, this would be almost useless now.

“With the device like this it’s useless to us now,” answered Arkasia. “But we still need to work on restoring the city, and clearing the lands around here.”

“I shall personally see to it that the city is cleaned of the cursed beings. My squad and I will focus our veils - try to sense out - or flush out the rest of the rats,” Louise responded, with a smirk. Wanting to take out her frustration for the damage she received earlier.

“Good, glad to see you taking something seriously,” said Arkasia. “I will leave it to you.” Arkasia was disappointed that this was the result, but she would just have to give the research team the bad news later. In the mean time she would turn Raltese into a fortress.

“Please do. Now I may pay those scoundrels back for laying a blade on me,” Louise said, smiling. “I’ll be sure to torture them before blasting them off, however,” excitedly, Louise displayed a rather sadistic expression without realizing; ecstatic from the thought of sweet revenge.