London Burning (OPEN)

Jackal worked his way into the tower known as Big Ben, he had to burn a few people to get in there but it wasn't his fault they didn't accept its warmth that he had given them from the 'kindness of his heart' he snickered at the words he thought but couldn't figure out why he was but didn't care he just wanted to give the gift of fire to everybody even if it meant working with a freak of nature that the fire was scared to burn unless he took certain measure.
He stopped thinking and began to laugh so hard he could feel his muscles ack as his flames escaped from his hands and feet, he began to leap around the inhered of the clock moving like a beast leaving a trail of flames making sure he touched every gear and cog and made his way to the clock face which he climbed all over leaving his hand and foot prints waiting for the demon that called herself his meister...after all the only reason he was with her because she promised him the world to burn and if she couldn't deliver he could burn her...a demonic grin appeared on his face when he thought of that.

Mania watched the large clock burn from a distance, swarms of firemen, police, and news people crowded the base "hmmmm..... What to do....." He says, dancing on the edge of the building with his large purple coat flapping in the breeze and his garish face shining in the moonlight. "Oh I know!" He shouts , snapping his fingers and burning every last person alive. He quickly swoops down and eats all 20 souls with a grin, then he uses flames to proppell himself into the air, smashing through big ben's face due to a lack of control.

(Sovaru...that was way not cool, you can't just destroy 20 people at once...)

Akuma follows after Jackal, a satisfied smirk on her lips, she had finally gotten what she wanted. Well, some of it anyways. Power was within that living demon of a weapon, and she was going to get it from him, by force if necessary. But for now he was cooperating, so she didn't see any reason to get too violent with him. The reach a tall tower, which was called Big Ben, and Akuma watches as Jackal takes off, shattering the face of the giant clock and setting the whole thing ablaze. She smirks again, and slowly makes her way to the towers entrance, ignoring the yells that told her to stay away, she merely pulls out a dagger from a pouch she carried, and threw it at the voice, not even looking at where she was throwing, but hit her mark. The point of the dagger buries itself in the man's throat, and kills him almost instantly as it severed both the trachea and jugular veins.

She even had her eyes partway closed as she had thrown, she was just that good of a shot. She enters the building, and takes her time getting to the top of the tower, a small smile still on her lips. She had a big feeling that this would only get more and more interesting, for as long as she was with Jackal, nothing would ever be the same, nothing at all would be peaceful, not ever. And she was perfectly okay with that. She hated the ordinary, always went for something bigger. Eventually she reaches where Jackal was, and she stares at him, a slightly hungry look in her eyes. Yes....he was extraordinary...and that's why she had wanted him so badly.

Ooc: the rule is that you can only do what is reasonable. They are large concentrated and facing the other direction. The same applies to the attack on death city thread where multiple users inflicted a large death toll. As long as we are being reasonable, it is now safe to assume authorities will soon be here, providing opportunities for a kill on your end as well so it isn't all that unfair. I appreciate that you are willing to call me out on perceived wrong-doings despite my position as admin.

Mania spies the newcomer and stands up from his squatted position, the inner workings of the huge clock rebounding with hollow thuds in his mind "tick tick goes the clock, keeping time with London, if the heartbeat should come to stop, murder will follow quickly." He rhymes in a singsong voice and a huge smile.

OOC: sorry my Internet failed last night so my post never got sent

Without looking at the man who smashed through the face of Big Ben making small hole in it, he lit the man on fire or at least his clothes and hair. He stood up from his squatted position and began to stroll over to her, he could see the hunger in her eyes Jackal knew all she wanted was his power and that's why he figured the fire and it's warmth were scared of her and would not touch her. His body burst into flames as he turned into his weapon form the flame avatar would be his body if need be while he turned into a pair of black steel knifed fingered gloves "I want to go give the people of London the gift of fire and the warmth it gives as Prometheus it is my solom duty." His voice crackled from the fire before he began laughing "they are all going to burn because they don't deserve it!" He laughed sadisticly as he slipped on to his meister's hands.

"You're right...they don't deserve it. They don't understand it's beauty like you and I. So, they shall burn, like you said." She replies, a soft smile on her lips, as she stares at the black steel knifed gloves upon her hands. "Yes...they shall all burn in hellfire eternal." She tilts her hands, so they were both palm up, and small flickering balls of fire were held there in the palms of her hands, and she smiles. Yes...the fire was so beautiful...the blood to be shed was beautiful...Death was beautiful...She begins to laugh, her voice rising to the ceiling of the tower, and echoing all around them. "Come! Let us bring a fiery destruction to this dreadful place, this place that doesn't understand the beauty of fire and ashes, of the crimson color of blood!!"

Jackal's face could been seen in the reflection of the on steel grinning like the devil himself before it was gone and the glove clinked the knifes together and everything he had touched in the building (in words the workings of the clock and big ben's face) exploded into flames causing the metal to melt, the face of big ben shattered into thousands of dust sized shards before the flames flowed out of the face and the entrance of the clock tower as if it was a glowing red river...if anybody didn't die from that they soon would be.

Mania remains unaffected by the fire, watching the proceedings with interest "flames do not put out flames..." He giggles, holding up a hand clad in fire " I think I understand a thing or two about your 'gift'" he says with crooked fingers "I'm all for burning the town to...since you asked!" The black rings around his eyes making them look even wider than before.

A certain albino as watching from atop a building. He was silently watching the destruction and fire. He could see the missing bridge from here. That was so much fun to destroy. No point in sitting around, so lets help the poor flames out. Our favorite demon weapon's grin turned wicked. He picked up a few beer bottles before he came up here and stuffed then with rags. He now lit the top of the rags on fire with his lighter, and threw three bottles at the big ben tower. He threw the other three onto the building he was on. He ran and jumped onto the building next to him. Nice grouping. All three of his makeshift fire bombs landed onto the same floor, where the commotion was taking place. YES, BURN IT TO THE GROUND!. Wooh there pyro, calm down.

Akuma laughs when the face of Big Ben shatters into shards, the metal frame beginning to melt from the heat of the flames. She could hear screaming from below, as the people down on the streets were pelted with the glass, her eye flaring up several times, the hands upon it spinning fast, before stopping, and then returning to normal, only to do it all over again. When she hears another voice, not that of Jackal, she looks around, to see that the guy from before was still alive. She frowns at him, and bares her teeth, which were sharp.

"Who the hell are you?" She asks, her voice cold and dark. She didn't like the look of this guy, was he here to take Jackal away? She wouldn't allow that! Jackal was hers...hers! She glares at him, the anger rising, not once looking away, timbers falling around her, glass shattering everywhere. But she was oblivious to all this, all she cared about was keeping Jackal with her. The would never be separated, now she had found him, they would never be apart. "What do you want? You better not be here to take Jackal from me!!! I won't let you!"

"Me?" He asks, as though confused by her question "I'm...im....gracious, I seem to have forgoten." He says with a disgruntled look "isn't a jackal a bird, or dog type thingy?" At least he sort-of got the other question. "I like puppies."

Jackal's head and torso formed behind Akuma's back from four small streams of fire coming from the gloves two streams ringed around her neck leading to the place where his arms would begin, while the other two ringed around her torso and then lead into the bottom of Jackal's torso. If Jackal's body was made of flesh at that moment his torso would be touching his meister's back but in this case it just set her clothes on fire (the clothes don't burn just catch on fire) "Worry about this Jackal later." He grinned whispering into her ear being literally both the devil and the angel on her shoulders "You still need to deliver my gift to the rest of the people, they won't be expecting their saviour Prometheus," he chuckled demonically before a rumbling noise along with a vibration came from the gloves "also I am hungry so grab one of those tainted blue flames people drop when they die..." He chuckled demonically once more "so what are you waiting for?"

She simply frowns at the stranger, her eyes flashing angrily. But says nothing, and listens to Jackal instead. Only when he spoke does the bitterness flit away, and she smiles slightly. "Yes, but I can't help but worry about you. You and I are meant to be together." She raises one of the gloves to her cheeks, caressing the knifed fingers against her pale skin. "Yes, we shall deliver the gift of fire...together." She walks towards the opening that was once the face of Big Ben, and stares down at the ground, noticing all the souls that sat there, flickering. She had always been tempted to taste one herself...what would happen?

She decides to find out herself. Without looking back, she jumps from the opening, reaching back and digging the claws into the building, leaving a long claw mark trail, like a cat who slashes at a couch. It helped slow her fall, and when she reaches the ground, she walks over to one of the orbs, and picks it up, staring at it. "Jackal? What would happen if I ate one of these?" She asks, staring at the orb with wonder.

The albino, now atop the new, not burning building, sees some crazy chick jump out of the gaping hole that used to be big ben's clock face. OH, give her one! The now crazy old voice said, sounding like a kid with fire crackers. The body does as the voice asks. He lights another beer up, and throws the bomb right at the woman holding the soul. The throw is slightly off and lands right in front of her, exploding with glass and fire.

"Seriously who is this Jackal you keep speaking of woman...no matter..." Jackal's entire upper body formed leaving a tail of flames back to the gloves looking like a genie of some sort, he snatched the soul from Akuma and ate it whole in one chomp similar to how a shark would eat a salmon that same too close. When jackal was asked what would happen if Akuma ate one, he just shrugged his shoulders "I have never seen it been done before, but if you did it would breach our agreement you get blood I get fire soooo..." He grabbed Akuma's neck with a single hand and began to choke her "THE BLUE FLAMES THAT COME OUT OF DEAD PEOPLE BELONG TO I PROMETHEUS! UNDERST..." He was cut off when a bottle smashed sending glass all over but the fire it made arced over to Jackal which he then projected back toward the glass melting it before it reached them "HE DARES TO ATTACK ME WITH THE GIFT I GAVE?! HE IS UNGRATEFUL AND UNWORTHY OF ITS WARMTH!" Jackal went completely back into his weapon form as flames and embers swirled around his meister and himself as the gloves became engulfed in fireballs.... Jackal was enraged "I want him burned to a mess of blood and ash..." He growled.

"Hahahahahahahaha, sorry neighbor, yo unot like my house warming present?" He said with wicked glee at the joke and the fire. "I just wanted to give you a bit of a drink, ya'know? But if you didn't like that, how about a little cheese!" He pulls a launcher from his back, and fired at the pair with about 15 gallons of cheese heading their way. He looks on from atop his perch at the top of the 4 story building, hoping the fast moving cheese glob hits them.

Mania looks about the, now burning room, and shrugs nonchalantly "they left me!" With that he jumps off the side of the building, seemingly without a care for his own life "I weep pickles of joy!" He shouts on the way down with a smile. He blasts a jet of flames from his mouth to slow his fall, he lands in a ballerina pose and exclaims "but I'm afraid mars needs me!" He exclaims before going back to his previous position. He launches a ball of flame at the approaching projectile, causing it to explode and rain from the sky "I'm singin in the rain!" He sings, while swinging on a lamp-post.

'These guys are nuts!' Akuma thinks to herself, as the bottle was blasted away before it could get near. Then, after that came the cheese. Akuma has had enough of these fools. She raises her hands, and uses the fire that Jackal created to form a vortex around them, and keep the cheese from even touching them. "Let's get out of here...these guy's souls are probably tainted and taste disgusting, you wouldn't want them. We can find better souls elsewhere."

She begins to walk, the vortex still swirling around them, and she walks away from the two idiots, the shotgun upon her back simply itching to take a shot at them. But she smiles, she didn't need her gun anymore, she had Jackal...Prometheus. She knew he wanted souls and fire, but she wanted to get away from these loons as quickly as possible. They were driving her nuts. And she knew she wasn't sane either, but the level of crazy these guys were on...well, let's just say they weren't in the same category as she was.

"What, is the fire too hot for a weakling like you to handle?" He taunted, firing another round of cheese at the pair. "Or maybe you're just scared to fight someone like me!? I bet that's it, isn't it!?" He continues foolishly. Not that he cares mind you.

Jackal roared as Akuma walked away from the one who had insulted him, flames were over flowing from the gloves and it would feel like the gloves would be trying to pull her back to the area where the blasphemer was, Akuma wouldn't have to just deal with the blasphemer and the loon.....she would have to deal with him as well.

Akuma sighs. "Fine! We'll go back!" She says to him, and turns around again, heading back to where she had come from. She once again stands in front of the two morons, the wall of fire still circling around her as she stares at them. "Alright, let's get this over with! I'm tired of dealing with fools like these!" She reaches down to where her two daggers were, and pulls them out of their spot. Strung to these were long, thin, metallic wires. But they were no ordinary wires. They were fire proof, and very, VERY strong, they could not be cut, broken, or torn. She begins to swing the daggers around by the strings, and fire trails up the wire, turning the whole thing into something like a fiery lasso. "Now then...let's start." She swings one of the "lassos" down, slamming it into the ground, and leaving a line along it, as well as fire.

"Hey, I'm not a tool!" He screams from atop the building as he fires more cheese at the hot lady. Classy... Thank you! Two globs of cheese fly at the woman and her weapon. The first glob quickly hardens in the face of the heat, as does the second. They burned after hitting the popup blocker. "Stupid fire walls. I JUST WANT TO SPREAD THE LOVE OF CHEESE!" He fell back to the rooftop and started wailing about cheese. NO, get back up, I can't see the fire!

Jackal's reflection could been seen breaking down in a demonic laughing fit, as the amount of fire coming from the gloves kept increasing until it was flowing out like a rapid river and its heat and pressure increased in strength "BuRN hIm, buRnnNnNN HiiIIMmm, I wAnt To SeE hIS coRspe....BloODy aNd ChARrEd, chARreD And bLoOdY!" this was followed by more sadistic laughter.

The albino suddenly sits up. "Forget this place, I'm out." He gets up fully and runs across the rooftops, away form the people.

A smirk forms on Akuma's lips as Jackal began to lose his control. She smiles even more when one of the maniac's leaves, leaving only one crazed person left. She looks to Jackal, a glint in her eye. "You ready to do this?" She asks, and soon she starts to laugh alongside Jackal, their voices mixing and mingling. She wanted to burn things almost as much as he did now, though to her, spilling blood was much more of a higher priority.