HAPPY HOLIDAYS YOU SEXY DEVILS! YOU ATTRACTIVE MINXES! YOU BODACIOIUS BISHOUJOS AND BISHOUENS! YOU AMAZING PEOPLE YOU!
(6 hours of greetings later)
AND I HOPE YOUR NEW YEARS IS GOOD TOO!
Thank you to these people especially:
Sin's Pastime
Shiroikage
Fairy Lori
TitanOfStone
Phantomwriter
ShadowFalcon
HiroshitheHawk
maicake
Frozen Fields
Defiant Darkness
The Moyashi Breansprout Midget
Spark Envoy
Phatomwriter
Hidden Depths of Mind
Karasuna
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Presenting, your Oc's and at least one line of dialogue!
(What, did you think I could fit everyone's unique personalities here? Yeah right, I'm a high schooler, I'm still writing essays about Huckleberry Finn XD.)
PLEASE message me if you spot inconsistancies or errors. I want to make this enjoyable for everyone!
And without further ado: Your Christmas update!
Warning: Foul language and alcoholism... And horrible threat of mental mistreatment...
"Merry Christmas EVERYONE!" A jubilant voice shouted through the entire echoing halls of the underground London Black Order headquarters. Riding atop of a beautiful white deer was Ace, dressed in a Santa outfit, carrying a large sack of belongings on her back. "MERRY MOTHERFUCKING CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!"
"Shut up!" Was the responded chorus of most of the other staff members of the Black Order. Granted, Ace is doing this at three in the morning…
"Wah! Ace, let me sleep!" A certain Auburn and white haired gunner moaned as he nursed his hangover. Ace had kicked the door to his room, and revealed the man's current abode.
It was a large room, but now completely dwarfed in size to the amount of beer and whiskey bottles that seemed to enclose the man.
"Geez! How much did you drink this time?" Ace questioned as she slung the moaning and groaning Ward onto Viceroy.
"All the alcohol in the world brat. Now let me sleep."
"Nuh uh! You said so yourself last night. "If I wake up hangover after three AM, wake me up no matter how much I cry or complain." Ace repeated, even mimicking the low baritone growling Ward tended to have on vowels.
"Fuck Past Me." Ward groaned. Ace's face contorted in revulsion.
"Ew, no. Let Luna do that."
"Are you insinuating that Luna would want to fuck the past me?"
"When doesn't she?"
"When she's screwing other people."
"True."
"Are you guys badmouthing me again?" A familiar Latin accented voice whined in a faux tone. Ward lifted his face briefly from the nice warm side of Viceroy to get an eyeful of cleavage.
"Luna, move your tits. If I wanted to see large lumps of fat, I would have re-watched the beginning of the Star Wars 6."
"Hmph! Rude!" Luna shouted, miffed, before slapping Ward in the face.
"Ow!"
"Okay everyone, I brought him!" Ace shouted as she patted Viceroy's side. The deer blinked before raising his back end up, catapulting a still dazed Ward.
"Wah!" He cried as he unceremoniously fell onto the floor in a crumpled heap.
The other Generals, heads of Staff and their workers, and assorted Tamed Akuma looked at the resident Walker child. Currently everyone was wearing their casual clothes and sitting in the large expansive mess hall of the Black Order.
Changed out of his normal General attire, he was dressed in a simple white button down shirt that was buttoned haphazard. His stitched multicolored face was still covered, though instead of a scarf he wore a full on Balaclava, and an eyepatch.
"Eggnog! Give me the eggnog!" He cried out as he gripped the nearest person. "Let me drink!" A short girl who went by the name of Jessica Delaire, and just happened to be very bad when it came to social situations, almost as bad as Ward is at reading the mood.
There is one unfortunate aspect of this however. Jessica was one of the new recently turned Tamed Akuma. Despite her diminutive stature, barely above the five foot mark, she was a level three akuma. And it became apparent so after this particular display of Ward's lack of social tact.
"Kyah!" She screeched before briefly changing her body to that of her natural form and slapping the shit out of Ward.
"Uwah!" The man let out a pain yell before he slammed headfirst into the wall of the room. Everyone stared at the back end of Ward, legs dangling a full foot above the ground. "Why!" His voice was heard echoing through the room where his head was, which incidentally was the woman's washroom. Several slaps and spasms of his legs were seen before he pulled his head out.
Now he was red faced and wide awake. Though this was not what he had intended.
"I-I'm so sorry." Jessica apologized. Ward held a faraway look in his eyes as the shorter looked flustered and embarrassed in front of the taller man. He strode past her instead of responding, going into a corner. The gloom that resonated from the area became very noticeable, much Jessica's dismay.
"Baka-aniki." Yuna mouthed as she calmly sipped her green tea. Next to her, Bach was munching on a couple hundred… thousand gingerbread men that were in a KFC bucket.
"Senpai! Want a gingerman?" Bach asked innocently. A small shake from the head was his answer and Bach retracted his hand.
"I'll have one." Yuna asked, and Bach handed it to her.
"Don't worry about him child." A calm and easy tone alerted Jessica to the presence behind her. A hand was placed on her shoulder, and it seemed to dwarf her in comparison.
"Ward is always like that, so don't worry." Chike chuckled, hoping to alleviate the girl's anxiety. It helped… somewhat.
"You alright Jessica?" A concerned voice asked. The girl turned to see a tall thin man approach her. This looked rather comical as the man spoke with a rather innocent tone despite his… obviously masculinity.
"I'm fine Lulu, just a little shaken from meeting "the Walker"." She replied.
"I know. He's rather… something." The man, named Luludja, admitted. Do not be fooled here everyone, within the body of this tall imposing man is a girl who went by the name of Luludja. She, as her mental gender dictates, is a women and a tamed akuma much like Jessica. The only differences it that… She happened to be in a man's body…
"Idiot. Ward." Renegade's voice recorder played out as he floated up to them. Then he began to make a series of hand gestures and motions.
"He's asking if you two would like to participate in the gift exchange." Marine translated as she approached the group. The two akuma turned towards the women.
"You might know of us, but I haven't met you yet. I'm Marina Azerbaji. I'm the General in the Middle Eastern countries." She greeted extending a hand. Jessica ad Lulu nervously responded. Out of all the Generals, she seemed the most tamed. "Mister Silent over there is Vincent Bradbyrne, though he'd like it if you called him Renegade."
"Why?" Was the innocent question.
"He likes it more than Vincent."
"…"
"Yeah, no one understands why either."
"Rude. Pyro." Was the response from Renegade's recorder. He then descended so he was standing and…they saw he was rather short. An inch above Jessica's small height. Then he made hand motions once more. The two akuma's face twisted in confusion before turning to Marina.
"He's saying that he hopes you two shall become fine upstanding people under tutelage, and hopes you have long happy lives despite the circumstances." Marina stated.
She got all that from hand motions! They thought before the words reached them.
"All tamed Akuma are sent to be trained with Renegade, since he's the best when it comes to aerial combat and an unorthodox tactics." Marina supplied upon seeing their confused expressions. "Despite his appearance, Renegade is quite a deadly fighter. I believe akuma have their own name for him… What was it, oh yeah! The "Angel of Anarchy"."
"He's the Angel of Anarachy!" Jessica cried out. Both she and Lulu turned to Renegade. He was over near the buffet table of the room, packing on vast quantities of food onto a ridiculously small plate. A carrot stick stuck out of his mouth. He turned towards them and waved before grabbing more food and munching the carrot.
"He's the winged death dealer that every akuma fears!" Luludja began to hyperventilate as she mentally compared the image she had back before she was freed and first heard about him through the akuma grapevine.
"Everywhere he goes, the sky goes red!"
"No one survives the slaughter!"
"It's terrible! So terrible!"
"He eats the akuma!"
"… And over there is Yuna Kanda and Bach Cross." Marina continued, unaware the thoughts the girl had. "Yuna-chan patrols the Asian region, while Bach holds the European borders."
"Who's the one who brought Walker?" Jessica asked all of the sudden, then try to retract her statement as she realized that she interrupted the women. Marina quickly waved down the girl's panic.
"That would be Ace Springs. Aged 18. She's in charge of the Oceania region, like Australia, the Philippines, and Indonesia." Marina responded. The two akuma's jaws dropped.
"18!" They shouted. Marina nodded.
"Ya huh. She was six when she was brought here." Marina supplied. The two's jaws were still dropped as they now stared the girl, only a little older than Jessica and younger than Luludja, challenge another tamed akuma to an arm wrestling competition… She won by the way.
"This is unbelievable…" Lulu whispered as she stared at the lively people of the Black Order. These people were the stuff of akuma nightmares. Both she and Jessica might be tamed now, but the akuma rumors they heard about the "Angel of Anarchy", "Rider of Hell", and "Gabriel's Herald" did not seem to coexist with the real thing.
"Don't worry about what you've heard, we're really nice people." Marina stated, as if reading their minds.
"I win!"
"You bitch!"
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"Shut up all of you, or so help me, I will shoot all of you!"
"… Mostly."
"Damn, where are they?" Cassandra hissed as she looked at her watch.
"The recruits?" the head of the Finders asked. "Agents Evelyn and Hana's signals were last recorded just outside East London University. They should be here no-"
"Made it! We made it!" A rather out of breath voice shouted as the doors to the mess hall were pushed open. Everyone turned to see two out breaths finders, hunched over on their knees with a trail of assorted kids, teens, and young adults behind them.
"Um, did we a miss a party?" An African American girl with braided hair stated in an embarrassed tone as she stared at the wide assortment of people starring at her. People had food in their mouths (Renegade), in the midst of fighting someone (Ace), or regarded her with an analyzing expression (Yuna and a now awake Ward).
A tall boy let out a huff of air before leaning on the doorway. Another girl saw the food and immediately ran to the table to grab a plate.
"Wow, that's the first time I've seen her run." Finder Hana huffed when she saw the girl, normally either sleeping or laying around, run to the table.
"AGENTS HANA AND EVELYN!" The commanding voice of the Finder Director roared causing the two women to stand straight up at the sound of his voice. "Explain your lateness, NOW!"
"Plane crash-"
"We were unable to find suitable transportation-"
"Explosions-"
"- we were then beset upon by sharks-"
"Then an Arabian oil merchant-"
"ENOUGH!" The two silenced their streams of colliding thoughts. The Head Finder pinched the bridge of his nose in contemplation. "Just… Write your reports tomorrow. It's Christmas, so don't worry about it now." Then he went back to the other Black Order heads to discuss other stuff.
"Is that little Rebecca!" A happy voice shouted, alerting the African American women to the bounding red figure.
"M-Mister Cross!" The women shouted in shock as the General who found her approach her and grab her hand. The eccentric red head began to shake her arm up and down rapidly.
"Didja hear! Didja hear!" The man shouted. Rebecca could only shake her head as Bach's enthusiasm practically drained her own energy.
"N-No way! The International Pop Star, Bach Cross is an Exorcist!" A boy shouted in absolute shock.
"Hello! Are you a fan of mine?" Bach asked after detaching himself from Rebecca and went to this tanned boy with red brown eyes.
"Y-Yes. C-Could I have an autograph?"
"Okay!" Bach repliled, pulling a pen from who knows where and a plastic card. "From Bach Cross, to…"
"Ph-Philip. Philip Laurenzo." The boy replied. Bach began to scribble his signature on the card. "There, everytime a concert comes near your area, you have a backstage pass indefinitely."
"Wh-What! Are you serious!"
"Yup, it's really quiet there. So we can talk as much as you like."
"… Could I have a pass as well…"
"Sure sure! What's your name?"
"…Lief…"
"Too my darling fan Lief!"
Meanwhile, two boys with some Japanese inkling, went over to the buffet table and quickly filled plates.
"I take it the trip didn't have any food?" Chike asked, seeing the boys pile mounds after mounds of food. One of them, with a piece of bread in his mouth, nods.
"Yawp. Weh trahvelhed wihout fhood fhor threeh dayhs." The boy responded before swallowing the bread. "I'm Alexander Nightstallion."
"Ah, you're the one under my care."
"Huh?"
"Who are you?" Yuna asks, approaching the other boy.
"Shizuka Eko." The boy replied in Japanese before he knew what he was doing. "Uh, please call me Seion."
"Alright Seion." Yuna muttered, loud enough for him to hear. "My apprentice."
"!"
"Whatcha doin!" Ace shouted seeing the women who previously ran to the buffet table sit on Viceroy.
"Lazy. Don't wanna walk, ran too much. I'm Matsumoto Kei."
"You're bloody rude is what you are."
There goes Bach… Being his usual oblivious self… Ward thought as he stared at the exchange between Bach and the three people around him. He was currently nursing a bottle of whiskey, though still in his corner of depression. Then he spotted a tall giant of man leering at everyone from a darker corner. And that one is straight up rude.
"Hiya Mister!" A happy voice greeted, alerting the rather gloomy looking Ward to the small child in front of him. He stared at her with one green eye. "Whatcha doing."
"Drinking." He replied in the same tone she used.
"Why're you in a corner?"
"Because this is my corner."
"Why is it so dark in this conrer?"
"Because I like my corner to be dark."
"Why do you like the dark?"
"Because I like the lack of light."
This exchange continued on for several minutes….
"You have all finally made it!" Cassanrda shouted, breathlessly as she wheeled herself to be right in front of the mass of people. "Wait- Hold a second, there seems to be one extra." She stated looking at the tall imposing figure leering.
"Oh that's Nakad… Nakarld… Nakarsh…" Finder Evelyn said, though she stumbled over the name several times.
"Nakarash Akaradech." He stated bluntly, eyes not wavering at all. "And you all smell weak."
The room went silent. Not a single person able to retaliate with a comment from the tall Thai born exorcist. Then laughter resounded from a certain dark room corner. Everyone turned to a standing Ward, his shirt still crumpled and "Horn of Gabriel" nowhere on his person.
"Idiot." A tape recorded voice stated. Nakarash turned to see the disapproving look of Renegade stare at him.
"What's it to you baldy? Want a fight."
Shit losing control!
"Wow, you are a quite a rude person, aren't ya." Ward chuckled as he made his way over to Nakarash. The taller, but younger, man glared but before he could respond, a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Calm down will ya, you're among friends here."
"Fuck off!" He smacked the hand away and stepped back, a glare plastered on his face. Though his innocence was immediately calmed, his normal temper still flared. His nose recoiled at the smell of alcohol that eliminated from the man. "Who the Hell are you?!"
"That would be Ward Walker, you're new Teacher, Nakarash." Cassandra stated authoritatively, as she wheeled herself to be within sight. "And I will ask nicely to please sit down with the others, so I can bring debrief everyone."
"Wait, what's the debriefing for Cassie?" Ward asked. Cassandra, the finders, and basically everyone else who did not just arrive placed their hands on their heads.
"The raising of the next generation of Generals, you idiot." Cassandra replied. "You know, to stop the Noah family once more…"
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"Hee hee! Hoo hoo!" The Earl was laughing like a lunatic, causing the many people sitting at his table to be taken aback… Just a little though. "I can't help it everyone, it's been soo long since the family's been here together! It brings tears to my eyes!" The Earl cried, blowing into a pocket hankie. "I'VE MISSED YOU ALL SOOOOO MUCH!"
"We've missed you as well Earl!" "Judge", Gabriel Leon Bernasconi, assuaged. "Jay! Put away your stupid phone! This a family dinner, there are to be no electronics at the table!"
"Why should I?" Ability, Jay Vrita, scowled as he looked over his phone. He and Gabriel went into a glaring contest before a women began to tap the glass of her drink.
"Boys, as much as I would like the dinner that was just served to be completely ruined, please calm down or I will mind fuck you. i will make it so that every time you see a rubber duck, you will be begged to rimmed by a used plunger." Wisdom, Lie Jiyoon, threatened. Both of them sat down immediately. A tense silecne filtered through the dinner hall, the Earl let out a small cough.
"Hee. Those two got served." Bonds, Dionysia Agnes, laughed.
"That's not very nice." Pleasure, Sabrina Serafina, protested. "You shouldn't make fun of people."
"This is some good food." Dreams, Sarah Bancrotf, said through the mouthful of food she had in her mouth.
"That's disgusting. Close your mouth." Corrosion, Liu Fei, noted as they took smaller bites.
"Whatever."
"It's not good to fight, let's just all be happy were together once more!" Wrath, Adrian Vendavel, smiled. Every Noah now stared at oxymoronic Noah of Wrath.
This one is defiantly weird… They thought.
"Was it something I said yes?"
"Yes." Mercy, Nisa Akaradech, answered. There was no mercy and that made the Noah of Wrath slump into his seat and play with his fingers.
"Wow, and they call me an ass." Pity, Brionac Lonnbeimnech, mulled over. His eyes glaring holes at Nisa.
"Now brother and sister, please calm down. Like Jiyoon said, no one should fight, lest you face the consequences." Desire, Eric Ernehien, cautioned. They both turned their glares to him and he stared back coolly. Soon the entire table was thrown into glares, wilts, and general mistrust among the Noah.
"Oh how I've missed you all!" The Earl smiled. "It's normally so lonely here all by myself. But n ow I can smell the anger and bloodshed emanating off of all of you!" He licked his masked lips. "It's absolutely delicious... In fact it reminds me of a Christmas carol."
"On the twelfth day of Christmas, the akuma gave to me, twelve innocent shards-"
"Earl!"
"No!"
"Please don't start singing!"
"My ears!"
"I missed all of yous of much!"
From Order to Noah. From Ward to Earl, the time of the holidays spread through much of their houses. No one died, or was even murdered that day... Except Ward's ego.
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