Ritual Log ( 1 of 2 )
When; Saturday Night ( April 7th )
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; revelations9x6 Xulchilbara, alessalearnt Alessa, wisdom_rcvr Henry.
( If they want to add something, than these are also welcome to post:
blue_rush Lilly Rush, warrior_selene Selene, red_eye_medic Yakushi Kabuto , monsterepellant Doumeki Shizuka, henkonasuisho Zaheela, favored_son D, banditfox Kurama, likelycrash Wash, yami_no_ouji Akito Tenkawa, no_whore Inara Serra, opfern Alfons Heiderich, rubyred_sight Kantarou Ichinomiya, arthurhellsing Arthur Hellsing
Summary; The twelve kidnapped are used in a ritual to bring Henry Townshend back from the dead.
(Part 1 of 2 )
Log;
After so long of planning, of searching for the correct souls, of gambling everything....it was finally ready.
The bonfire in the center of the circle crackled as a piece of wood was split by the flames, then climbed higher to throw soft edged shadows across the natural stone dias... ....Flames mirrored by the burning eyes of the dark figure beyond both.
As the wind ruffled his hair, slightly, Xulchilbara looked once at Alessa, where she stood within the circle, offerred his cruel edged smile, and nodded once.
It was time.
The first circle was drawn on the stone in blood....but more correctly was two circles; an inner and outer track with roughly four feet of space between each.
Within that that space were twelve large squares, evenly spaced, and depicted each a different symbol that owed something of it's design to arabic, and something to asian calligraphy.
....On each square, however, rested the form of one of the many Judged. All were injured, some only physically, some only mentally, and others quite extensivley both ways.
The first two circles still somehow looked fresh, although there were no smears in the writing despite the varying limbs and bodies that lay across them.
At the four cardinal directions, more of the Judged completed the living sigils of the circle.
.
Standing where he was at the North end of the configuration, Xulchilbara leaned down, and drew two fingers lightly over the sigil beneath Wash, then began to speak.
"Ymanel yca yohuac...."
Though night had fallen"
His fingers came away with a dollop of blood, which he wiped into the ebony chalice in his left hand.
"Nomatca nehuatl..."
I myself
"Nimatl"
I am the hand
Continuing on, his bare feet whispering across the stone, Xulchilbara walked the perimeter of the circle, and stoped again next to Zaheela, leaned down, and repeated the gathering of blood that pooled beneath her barbwire-bound body.
"Ca nehuatl niyoatl"
For i am indeed the adversary
"Nimoquequeloatzin"
I am the mocker
Again added to the chalice, and again he moved on until pausing next to Kantarou. Tenderly, he drew those fingers across the young man's cheek where the empty eye socket had bled. This too was added to the chalice.
"Ye axca yez"
Now it will be
"Notlacaxillohua"
My human counterparts
At the final corner, a measure of Kurama's blood was added.
Already the energy in the air was rising. Nothing definable, but a sense of something gathering, like a wave just offshore.
Without damaging the scribed circle's perimeter, Xulchilbara stepped over the line, and first gathered from Alphons, the Withered Lover, before continuing.
"Tia xihualhuian yaoyoque"
Please come forth warriors
"In ihuan tlahuitequi"
Who thrash together
Next came the bound woman; the vampire Selene. Her blood was added to the others.
"Ca onicualhuicac"
For I have brought forth
"In nitlamacazqui"
For I am the priest
It was easier to gather from the dismembered torso of Vincent, though the blood was quagulated and added a foul scent to the cup.
"In ixquichca nemi"
Who everywhere dwells
"In yolli"
Live
Doumeki, the First Born Son did not notice, being unconscious, the offerring he added.
"Inic nauhca niquintzatzilia"
From the four directions I summon them
Xulchilbara came to his own Juggernaut next. The Red Pyramid, who had served well to bring the other fifteen, and with the help of the creatures that stood just at the edge of the fire light, brought the Judged to the altar. From his most faithful servant, Xulchilbara gathered a bit of the viscous rusty substance of the Executioner with a hint of a smile.
"Ninoyoalitoatzin"
I am the one called night
"Inic nehuatl inic chicnauhtopa
For i am from the nine beyonds
Young Joshua. The Jackal; worst of all those Judged...
That smile turned cruel and hard as the God swiped two fingers across Joshua's neck to gather his blood. Quickly, Xulchilbara wiped them on the cup as though he had touched something foul.
"Iniquac"
At this time
The Hammer, Lilly, had her sigil's namesake tied to her.
"In quahuili in occelome"
The eagles and jaguars
The Great Child would have been better called 'The Impaled Child'. D still retained his own sword thrust through his chest, severing his spinal chord, thus keeping him....'cooperative'. There was enough blood to fill the cup from him, but Xulchilbara took no more here than he had from each before moving on.
"In chicnauhmictlan"
To the nine lands of the dead
"Tlalli innepantla"
To the center of the earth
The Dire Father was, in fact, D's grandfather, and was in little better shape than his grandson. Arthur's hands ran steady streams of blood onto the sigil below him. His too was added.
"Inic ye niquincuepaz"
For I shall soon transform them
"Y nehuatl y niyohuallahuantzin"
I who am the night drinker
The Pilgrim, Kabuto, still bound hand and ankle by barb wire next, and as his blood was added to the cup, that same sense of gathering power increased.
The circle was nearly complete.
"Auh ye huitz yn tlahueliloc"
But now comes the hated one
"Yollopoliuhqui"
The madman
The Angry Princess, Inara, was indeed rather upset about her predicament, and the God took a moment to draw his thumb across her split lip slowly. An admiring gaze in those wrong eyes, as he looked her over from her dark eyes, to her feminine curves.
"Y nauhcampa ticamachalotoc"
You who open your mouth to the four directions
The Torn Prince, Akito was the last, and as Xulchilbara took the libation of blood from him, the circle closed with a percievable rise in that hum of power that was more heard with the mind than the ears.
The creatures beyond the circle whispered and gibbered to themselves in toungueless voices as thier master turned away from the circle, and came toward Alessa, who stood before the fire.
As the god advanced, the fire rose further to a dull roar; far too large for the amount of wood that fed it.....of course, now, it was far more than wood alone that raised the flames to a fever pitch.
His eyes burning as bright as the flames before him, he never looked away from Alessa's cool blues, while stirring the contents of the black chalice,
Removing them, he first scribed a cmall circle on his own forehead, then over the pale skin on his bared chest.
"Mictlanmati"
Who knows the land of the dead
He reached out, then, and repeated the design on Alessa's brow, and over her heart.
At the touch of his fingers, her mark flared to life, and burned beneath her skin, forever marking her as his.
A reasurring smile, and he handed her the cup. She held it in one hand, then took the loose robe he shrugged out of.
He held her eyes while she handed back the cup, then turning toward the flames, he continued.
"Topanmati"
Who knows the beyond
He raised the cup to his mouth.....
"Chama yequene onihualla"
Rejoice that i have finally come
...And drank down it's contents.
The circle was charged, and as he took the first step toward the flames, the circle and sigils each started to glow crimson, drawing through the chains of blood, and blood guilt that which the Red God had truly gathered from each of the Judged.
In blood and darkness we are born.
In blood and darkness we die.
....It was now through blood and darkness that a part of the souls of those gathered were drawn through the binding sigils to Xlchilbara himself. As he had consumbed each of thier fluids, he now consumed thier very essences.
"NInAhUaLtEuCtLi"
I the lord of enchantments
His human voice fell away as he took a second step toward the massive fire. As if in response the fire changed shade to white in the center, and an almost ultraviolet glow along the edges. It burned hotter, and still higher......and from within, the rough image of a gateway danced and flickered within.
"NiChUaLhUicA tlAmAcAZqUi"
I bring forth the priest
The last soul; Love's Sacfice, stepped into the fire.
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The forest was dark; not even the stars were shining tonight. It was also silent, save for the steady breathing of Xulchibara and Pyramid Head, the weak whimpers of those taken, the crackling of the bonfire, and the occasional growl from one of the pets. The air and grass felt cool, and Alessa felt a certain kind of giddy anticipation as she watched Xulchibara begin to walk around the circle.
She was going to get Henry back. She was going to get her Henry back! A surge of overpowering love for her god filled her, and her eyes were full of nothing but adamant adoration as he began to speak the words of the ritual
Henry... Alessa kept herself from sighing. She had missed him so much. The feelings she felt for him weren't just love, there was something else...for some reason, Xulchibara and Henry were a part of her; they completed what was missing, and no one else could. She came out of her reverie, however, listening intently to Xulchibara's words.
The thought of failing never occured to her, and whatever guilt she had felt about kidnapping any potential "innocents" was gone completely. The Red One had given her his word, and she trusted him. Besides, she would have killed even the most innocent child to get her Henry back. That was just how it was.
Xulchibara's words were loud and clear as he stepped back into the center of the circle, and began to anoint her with the blood he had gathered from the guilty. Alessa took a deep breath, ready for her part of the ritual, her voice calm and unwavering:
"Moopochcopa"
[at your left ]
"Yayuic coacihuiztli"
[the dark pain ]
"Yn teochamecantlahual"
[by the creations of the divine dwellers]
"Tla xihualmohuica"
[please bring yourself forth]
"Yz ceteotlaloe"
[here is the master of all deserts]
"Yz cecomolihuie"
[here is the master of all pitted places ]
"Ypan nonyaz"
[that i shall go]
"Ypan ninemiz"
[that i shall wander ]
"Y nacayollo"
[the hearts of flesh ]
"Nican elpachi"
[here has been sated ]
"Anquipopolozque"
[you will utterly destroy him ]
"Ca nican nicyolitiz"
[for here i shall give life ]
"Oncan tipoctiz"
[there you will give off smoke ]
"Oncan yoliz"
[there will come to life ]
"Oncan tlacatiz"
[there will be born ]
"Nicenteotl"
[i am the mother of god ]
"Onihualla niquintemoz"
[i have come to seek ]
"Y mitic tlaliloc"
[what was hidden in you ]
Ye nimitzonhuicaz"
[soon i shall carry you from here ]
"Tiquintetemozque"
[we shall seek ]
"Teteotlamacazque"
[the divine together]
As Alessa spoke, her blue eyes were intent on the Red One as he removed his robe, leaving nothing but an ankle-length skirt resembling that of the ancient Egyptians, the Seal of Metatron displayed proudly upon it. Her eyes met the Red God's , and a silent understanding passed between them.
The fire changed, and the feeling of immense power flowed from each of the victims through the circle, and while possibly not visible to the others, Alessa could sense that power flowing into her God.
They had both called on old Majicks tonight. It would not so to fear the reply.
Unflinching at the strange changes to the flames, she felt a sense of hope when the gateway started to appear....
Hope, and utter love for the Red One as he walked unflinching into that inferno.
And now, both Alessa waited with baited breath, ignoring the excited sounds of the monsters looking on.
((OOC: This is a short log, the second is the PH death one. All the kidnapped are welcome to post here if they want to, but it is not necessary.
Once Henry posts, then Xul, then Alessa, the necessary parts of this one are set.
The second log will be up today as well.
I am very sorry for the delay.))
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; revelations9x6 Xulchilbara, alessalearnt Alessa, wisdom_rcvr Henry.
( If they want to add something, than these are also welcome to post:
blue_rush Lilly Rush, warrior_selene Selene, red_eye_medic Yakushi Kabuto , monsterepellant Doumeki Shizuka, henkonasuisho Zaheela, favored_son D, banditfox Kurama, likelycrash Wash, yami_no_ouji Akito Tenkawa, no_whore Inara Serra, opfern Alfons Heiderich, rubyred_sight Kantarou Ichinomiya, arthurhellsing Arthur Hellsing
Summary; The twelve kidnapped are used in a ritual to bring Henry Townshend back from the dead.
(Part 1 of 2 )
Log;
After so long of planning, of searching for the correct souls, of gambling everything....it was finally ready.
The bonfire in the center of the circle crackled as a piece of wood was split by the flames, then climbed higher to throw soft edged shadows across the natural stone dias... ....Flames mirrored by the burning eyes of the dark figure beyond both.
As the wind ruffled his hair, slightly, Xulchilbara looked once at Alessa, where she stood within the circle, offerred his cruel edged smile, and nodded once.
It was time.
The first circle was drawn on the stone in blood....but more correctly was two circles; an inner and outer track with roughly four feet of space between each.
Within that that space were twelve large squares, evenly spaced, and depicted each a different symbol that owed something of it's design to arabic, and something to asian calligraphy.
....On each square, however, rested the form of one of the many Judged. All were injured, some only physically, some only mentally, and others quite extensivley both ways.
The first two circles still somehow looked fresh, although there were no smears in the writing despite the varying limbs and bodies that lay across them.
At the four cardinal directions, more of the Judged completed the living sigils of the circle.
.
Standing where he was at the North end of the configuration, Xulchilbara leaned down, and drew two fingers lightly over the sigil beneath Wash, then began to speak.
"Ymanel yca yohuac...."
Though night had fallen"
His fingers came away with a dollop of blood, which he wiped into the ebony chalice in his left hand.
"Nomatca nehuatl..."
I myself
"Nimatl"
I am the hand
Continuing on, his bare feet whispering across the stone, Xulchilbara walked the perimeter of the circle, and stoped again next to Zaheela, leaned down, and repeated the gathering of blood that pooled beneath her barbwire-bound body.
"Ca nehuatl niyoatl"
For i am indeed the adversary
"Nimoquequeloatzin"
I am the mocker
Again added to the chalice, and again he moved on until pausing next to Kantarou. Tenderly, he drew those fingers across the young man's cheek where the empty eye socket had bled. This too was added to the chalice.
"Ye axca yez"
Now it will be
"Notlacaxillohua"
My human counterparts
At the final corner, a measure of Kurama's blood was added.
Already the energy in the air was rising. Nothing definable, but a sense of something gathering, like a wave just offshore.
Without damaging the scribed circle's perimeter, Xulchilbara stepped over the line, and first gathered from Alphons, the Withered Lover, before continuing.
"Tia xihualhuian yaoyoque"
Please come forth warriors
"In ihuan tlahuitequi"
Who thrash together
Next came the bound woman; the vampire Selene. Her blood was added to the others.
"Ca onicualhuicac"
For I have brought forth
"In nitlamacazqui"
For I am the priest
It was easier to gather from the dismembered torso of Vincent, though the blood was quagulated and added a foul scent to the cup.
"In ixquichca nemi"
Who everywhere dwells
"In yolli"
Live
Doumeki, the First Born Son did not notice, being unconscious, the offerring he added.
"Inic nauhca niquintzatzilia"
From the four directions I summon them
Xulchilbara came to his own Juggernaut next. The Red Pyramid, who had served well to bring the other fifteen, and with the help of the creatures that stood just at the edge of the fire light, brought the Judged to the altar. From his most faithful servant, Xulchilbara gathered a bit of the viscous rusty substance of the Executioner with a hint of a smile.
"Ninoyoalitoatzin"
I am the one called night
"Inic nehuatl inic chicnauhtopa
For i am from the nine beyonds
Young Joshua. The Jackal; worst of all those Judged...
That smile turned cruel and hard as the God swiped two fingers across Joshua's neck to gather his blood. Quickly, Xulchilbara wiped them on the cup as though he had touched something foul.
"Iniquac"
At this time
The Hammer, Lilly, had her sigil's namesake tied to her.
"In quahuili in occelome"
The eagles and jaguars
The Great Child would have been better called 'The Impaled Child'. D still retained his own sword thrust through his chest, severing his spinal chord, thus keeping him....'cooperative'. There was enough blood to fill the cup from him, but Xulchilbara took no more here than he had from each before moving on.
"In chicnauhmictlan"
To the nine lands of the dead
"Tlalli innepantla"
To the center of the earth
The Dire Father was, in fact, D's grandfather, and was in little better shape than his grandson. Arthur's hands ran steady streams of blood onto the sigil below him. His too was added.
"Inic ye niquincuepaz"
For I shall soon transform them
"Y nehuatl y niyohuallahuantzin"
I who am the night drinker
The Pilgrim, Kabuto, still bound hand and ankle by barb wire next, and as his blood was added to the cup, that same sense of gathering power increased.
The circle was nearly complete.
"Auh ye huitz yn tlahueliloc"
But now comes the hated one
"Yollopoliuhqui"
The madman
The Angry Princess, Inara, was indeed rather upset about her predicament, and the God took a moment to draw his thumb across her split lip slowly. An admiring gaze in those wrong eyes, as he looked her over from her dark eyes, to her feminine curves.
"Y nauhcampa ticamachalotoc"
You who open your mouth to the four directions
The Torn Prince, Akito was the last, and as Xulchilbara took the libation of blood from him, the circle closed with a percievable rise in that hum of power that was more heard with the mind than the ears.
The creatures beyond the circle whispered and gibbered to themselves in toungueless voices as thier master turned away from the circle, and came toward Alessa, who stood before the fire.
As the god advanced, the fire rose further to a dull roar; far too large for the amount of wood that fed it.....of course, now, it was far more than wood alone that raised the flames to a fever pitch.
His eyes burning as bright as the flames before him, he never looked away from Alessa's cool blues, while stirring the contents of the black chalice,
Removing them, he first scribed a cmall circle on his own forehead, then over the pale skin on his bared chest.
"Mictlanmati"
Who knows the land of the dead
He reached out, then, and repeated the design on Alessa's brow, and over her heart.
At the touch of his fingers, her mark flared to life, and burned beneath her skin, forever marking her as his.
A reasurring smile, and he handed her the cup. She held it in one hand, then took the loose robe he shrugged out of.
He held her eyes while she handed back the cup, then turning toward the flames, he continued.
"Topanmati"
Who knows the beyond
He raised the cup to his mouth.....
"Chama yequene onihualla"
Rejoice that i have finally come
...And drank down it's contents.
The circle was charged, and as he took the first step toward the flames, the circle and sigils each started to glow crimson, drawing through the chains of blood, and blood guilt that which the Red God had truly gathered from each of the Judged.
In blood and darkness we are born.
In blood and darkness we die.
....It was now through blood and darkness that a part of the souls of those gathered were drawn through the binding sigils to Xlchilbara himself. As he had consumbed each of thier fluids, he now consumed thier very essences.
"NInAhUaLtEuCtLi"
I the lord of enchantments
His human voice fell away as he took a second step toward the massive fire. As if in response the fire changed shade to white in the center, and an almost ultraviolet glow along the edges. It burned hotter, and still higher......and from within, the rough image of a gateway danced and flickered within.
"NiChUaLhUicA tlAmAcAZqUi"
I bring forth the priest
The last soul; Love's Sacfice, stepped into the fire.
--------------------------
The forest was dark; not even the stars were shining tonight. It was also silent, save for the steady breathing of Xulchibara and Pyramid Head, the weak whimpers of those taken, the crackling of the bonfire, and the occasional growl from one of the pets. The air and grass felt cool, and Alessa felt a certain kind of giddy anticipation as she watched Xulchibara begin to walk around the circle.
She was going to get Henry back. She was going to get her Henry back! A surge of overpowering love for her god filled her, and her eyes were full of nothing but adamant adoration as he began to speak the words of the ritual
Henry... Alessa kept herself from sighing. She had missed him so much. The feelings she felt for him weren't just love, there was something else...for some reason, Xulchibara and Henry were a part of her; they completed what was missing, and no one else could. She came out of her reverie, however, listening intently to Xulchibara's words.
The thought of failing never occured to her, and whatever guilt she had felt about kidnapping any potential "innocents" was gone completely. The Red One had given her his word, and she trusted him. Besides, she would have killed even the most innocent child to get her Henry back. That was just how it was.
Xulchibara's words were loud and clear as he stepped back into the center of the circle, and began to anoint her with the blood he had gathered from the guilty. Alessa took a deep breath, ready for her part of the ritual, her voice calm and unwavering:
"Moopochcopa"
[at your left ]
"Yayuic coacihuiztli"
[the dark pain ]
"Yn teochamecantlahual"
[by the creations of the divine dwellers]
"Tla xihualmohuica"
[please bring yourself forth]
"Yz ceteotlaloe"
[here is the master of all deserts]
"Yz cecomolihuie"
[here is the master of all pitted places ]
"Ypan nonyaz"
[that i shall go]
"Ypan ninemiz"
[that i shall wander ]
"Y nacayollo"
[the hearts of flesh ]
"Nican elpachi"
[here has been sated ]
"Anquipopolozque"
[you will utterly destroy him ]
"Ca nican nicyolitiz"
[for here i shall give life ]
"Oncan tipoctiz"
[there you will give off smoke ]
"Oncan yoliz"
[there will come to life ]
"Oncan tlacatiz"
[there will be born ]
"Nicenteotl"
[i am the mother of god ]
"Onihualla niquintemoz"
[i have come to seek ]
"Y mitic tlaliloc"
[what was hidden in you ]
Ye nimitzonhuicaz"
[soon i shall carry you from here ]
"Tiquintetemozque"
[we shall seek ]
"Teteotlamacazque"
[the divine together]
As Alessa spoke, her blue eyes were intent on the Red One as he removed his robe, leaving nothing but an ankle-length skirt resembling that of the ancient Egyptians, the Seal of Metatron displayed proudly upon it. Her eyes met the Red God's , and a silent understanding passed between them.
The fire changed, and the feeling of immense power flowed from each of the victims through the circle, and while possibly not visible to the others, Alessa could sense that power flowing into her God.
They had both called on old Majicks tonight. It would not so to fear the reply.
Unflinching at the strange changes to the flames, she felt a sense of hope when the gateway started to appear....
Hope, and utter love for the Red One as he walked unflinching into that inferno.
And now, both Alessa waited with baited breath, ignoring the excited sounds of the monsters looking on.
((OOC: This is a short log, the second is the PH death one. All the kidnapped are welcome to post here if they want to, but it is not necessary.
Once Henry posts, then Xul, then Alessa, the necessary parts of this one are set.
The second log will be up today as well.
I am very sorry for the delay.))