Demonology 1

[ketsuki]

Hmm... It would seem to work on him, but I wonder if it will do the same with me.

Ketsuki snapped with his fingers once again and a vial appeared in the air before him. He took it and shook it slightly from side to side and watched the liquid inside it.
After considering for a few seconds he opened up the vial and drank it all.

Ah, what the hell. What's the worst that could happen?

Not much at all it would seem as he kept reading for a few minutes until he faceplanted the desk. His last thought while he was awake was:

I just wonder why so many god damn demons came here.

[Jason]

As usual Jason jotted down things word for word to review later. he looked up when he was told about the first step.
More hands on than the other teachers I've had. Well I guess this will be interesting. he thought and he accepted the elixer. He looked at it for a moment and smelled it out of curiousity. He would have loved to get a sample of the stuff and study it back in his dorm. mabey the teacher would let him. but for now.
"Bottoms up" he said softly and downed the fluid.

He felt himself going and then leaned back in his seat lacing his fungers resting them on his lap and closing his eyes. Hae fully trusted his teacher and would go with the flow.

[The Judicator]

*I watched as in the course of about five minutes, all my students were unconscious. It was time for me to fade out as well... Summoning my protective magics, I threw the ball of dazzling white light to the classroom door, creating a barrier so none could pass. Now, taking up a vial of blue liquid and a vial of the special elixir, I drank both at the same time.

I sat in my chair, and fell unconscious just like the students, but that blue potion gave me a special skill, only a deep sleep could unlock.

The potion, a branch of Demonology, allowed my spirit to split, and be sent to each of the students. What they would see in their minds would be a projection my myself, talking with their subconscious self image.

That is how teaching would be dealt with today...*

OOC- Okay, here's the drill. Each of you are basically going to pretend it's a one-on-one talk with me. I will respond to all of you in one post divided into sections.

Here's the cool part:

Since it's your subconscious self, you appear however you see yourself. Example: In The Matrix, Neo sees himself as a trenchcoat wearing badass with shades when in reality, he's a computer nerd....

Enjoy Demonology ^_^

[Chephros]

Reading through, Chephros found a few things interesting. Specifically the Soul Shield thing and the fact that they were going to summon, use, and control demons. That wasn't going to be pleasant. The thought almost made Cheph want to release a demon of his own on everyone present, but he contained himself for now. Maybe in the future this skill would come in handy. Taking the lesson to heart now, he was pretty damn interested in learning.

Looking at the teacher as he started talking, Chephros was taken aback for a few moments. They were going to willingly knock themselves out so the teacher could mentally help them create a shield. If that didn't sound suspicious in the least, then nothing ever would. However, the fact that Raiden and Jason both took the potion basically showed him he might as well. If the teacher decided to kill them, there would be no stopping him anyway. Combined the students would have no chance. Getting up, Chephros moved for the table and took a vial. Moving back to his seat he looked over at Raiden who was out by now. Having seen him take slightly longer than anyone else he guessed it was because of how the poison was weaker on demons. That could be it.

Downing it, he waited for a few minutes before noting that nothing was happening. He was about to say something when he noticed all he could see in front of him was gray, the color had drained from his vision. Blinking, everything was black and then when he blinked again it all returned rapidly. His body nearly swiveled in the chair and then fell forward, now unconscious.

Edit:

Chephros' vision returned much as it had before he went unconscious. He saw light, then color, then everything. Standing in front of him was someone similar to himself. There were black scales, reflecting like to make them look like the starless night, as well as twin horns protruding forward. The soul gem was clear from behind the fog, but it had grown and now reflected the light the scales didn't. The legs were different, the knees forward and the lower legs bent while the upper legs bent it back to where it looked slightly normal-ish. Like a raptor really, and the demon even stood on his toes the same, with the toes on the ground and the heel in the air. Hands were fixed into claw forms with five wicked looking claws pointing from each finger. The scales were small to where they covered everything, including the hands, and were hardly able to be penetrated by any projectile. They even resisted some magic. Wings were just as black and eclipsed light. They were large as well with red and dark green streaks along them in areas. This was Chephros mental picture of what he wish to become with power. His eyes were still the incredibly pale green.

"Well, this is an interesting place."

[The Judicator]

To: Chephros

"This is our subconscious. In interesting place, isn't it? The locale changes with every person. I've seen everything from beaches, to forests, to twisting nether realms... I've seen it all." I spoke, my voice no longer deep and demonic.

*I stood before Chephros' demon-self as a mere mortal image. My clothes were a vest and pants, both a deep red velvet. Under the buttoned vest was a white, buttonup shirt. My hair was now long and black, tied in a ponytail. I had the appearence of a rich gentleman with a taste for red clothing.*

"Yes, this is your teacher, Halsephea. I see you see yourself as a demon... Interesting... It seems we switched... Haha." I laughed to myself, seeing the irony. "Anyways, I find this locale a bit bland... Would you mind sending us somewhere prettier? Clashing color was really never my cup of tea.



OOC- Just to avoid future post mess-ups... EVERYONE READ THIS POST!! HALSEPHEA HAS AN INNER SELF-IMAGE AS WELL, AND IT ISN'T A DEMON!!!

READ IT PEOPLE!!!

[Chephros]

Looking around, he found that he was in no where at all. Black land with no ground. Closing his eyes he envisioned the school classroom itself. Why not go back to familiar territory? Of course, then the thought that doing so would be utterly retarded, he switched it to the small forest embankment that he had captured the girl in. The log was there, with the snow and even the blood on the ground. The image fed off his memory. Of course, the downfall to this was that the entire time replayed itself for him to watch. He went from demon lacking form and power to a slayer of a man and then a full blooded demon. Chephros really didn't care if the teacher saw him enact the ritual in the white snow. Then of course the thing dawned on him. Blood on the ground? That should be there. Blood couldn't be left behind. As of course, that was simply a way of suppressing the blood absorbing and letting the memory fade.

"Does white on gray work for you?" Motioning to the snow and gray looking trees, Chephros moved over to the log he had sat on before. Looking out at the snow his mind wavered on the image of the girl and briefly she appeared before him before the world screwed up. They were back in pure black again, and he was sitting on nothing, but was still supporting by his own mental capacity. "So this place runs on thoughts. Crap....Well, yes, I see myself as a demon, but no, we didn't really switch places. I've always been a demon and always will be, just not like that which I picture myself as....."

[The Judicator]

*I took note of the event that took place here, but did not speak of it. But soon, it all turned to black again... Dull black... Whatever...*

"Well, at least black is my favorite color... Hah hah... Anyways, on with the lesson. A soul shield is what will protect your spirit from the very spells you cast. Now, the first step... Clear your mind. Open yourself to learning. Here's the tricky part... When attempting to clear your mind in this subconscious realm, your memories themselves will impede your attempts. You and I will find this landscape changing, showing things of your past... But you must try your hardest to clear them away... Keep this in mind though... This part is important..."

*I took a moment to snap my fingers and have a walking cane appear, which I grasped firmly.*

"If an event weighs heavily enough on your spirit, it can become tangible in this realm. So, keep your bad memories under control... If you don't, a potential enemy from your past could very well get in that punch he's been waiting so long for..."

*At that point, I drew out the blade from the cane-sword. It would be my only means of safe self-defence. OH! THAT REMINDS ME!*

"OH! One more thing... Using magic in this world could permanently damage your spirit, destroying your inner self in the real world... In essence... Use magic, and die...

Begin the lesson... Clear your mind..."

[Chephros]

Nodding through it all Chephros simply stopped as the now human guy finished. "Yeah....get ready then." Closing his eyes Cheph would have envisioned black but that would give him a thought so he did nothing but sit there and wait. Chephros kept from thinking anything at all and simply blanked out. Of course, then exactly what the teacher said would happen, did happen. Hawk, the boy he had killed, came back to life with the knife that had killed him. Chephros in demon form was an easy match for him but in moving to fight him, the entire landscape changed and warped right back into the snowy area and hus mind chose that time to once again relapse into him killing the girl. In front of his self-image, just that happened. He saw himself seeing himself kill the girl. Quite confusing there. Clutching his head he curled down and let out a yell. The world shattered and collapsed like glass around him but Hawk remained.

Chephros was pissed now. The fact that he couldn't forget a simple thing like that made him slightly angry and so he snapped his fingers, or rather he clenched them and listened to the bones snap. Moving forward he raised his arm when Hawk jammed the knife forward. It hit the scales and glanced to the side then somehow jammed into the side. Going through scale and flesh the mind registered the attack and it manifested itself. He received the blow, and it pierced flesh making blood flow from it. Focusing it away didn't help either. "Damn......thats not going to be good."

[The Judicator]

*I watched on as the interesting scenes of murder and death unfolded, my hand holding the thin blade for self-defence. Then, a person with a knife attacked my student, drawing blood. I knew something like this would happen, so I merely watched on.*

"At anytime, we can end the session, and have you continue another time. However, you will not advance in my class without learning the Soul Shield..." I warned.

[Chephros]

Cursing under my breath a few times, Hawk drew closer. However he wouldn't be so lucky this time. Having curled down to clench the wound and apply pressure, Chephros waited. He would defeat this memory for now and simply go on. He would see the girl later to make sure she wasn't dead. That he could do. For now though he had to pass this class. As Hawk got right in front of Chephros, the demon lunged up and forward. Claws pierced through flesh and bone. The metallic glint was tinted with the redness of blood as it exited out the man's spine. Once again, Hawk was dead and Chephros still didn't know the guy's name personally.

"No, I have to continue."

Not giving a crap about if he got hit again, Chephros continued to clear his mind. The mental suppression of the blooding memories held back decently this time and he went farther back through his past. Now they were in his original layer of hell which literally was flaming and there was a two inch thick layer of blood covering the ground. Demons amassed, but Chephros had no enemies here. Or at least none that would manifest another thing to attack him. Anywhere someone looked though, demons fought each other and tore each other apart for power and life. After a grueling several minutes of this, it ended finally. His mind clear and his memories gone, the place was now actually the field outside the burning city. Apparently, it wasn't over. Smirking at this though, Chephros forced the replay of this to halt, and skip completely past it as the thing continued. It was a good memory and fueled his mind.

Now there was true blackness. Absolutely nothing lurked in the darkness, and nothing could be see but the two. If his mind wasn't clear now of any past memories, then it never would be,and thus the lesson would never be mastered, so now was the best time.

[Jason]

Well how very very interesting. though Jason. he looked around. There was nothing here in the vast whiteness he seemed to be hovering in. He wondered what the lack of things meant. He did see one thing really. A mirror.

He looked into it and saw himself. There really wasn't much of a change. But he seemed older. Even wore a nice fitting red suit. He figured his subconsious appaerence was how he really saw himself in a couple of years. he scratched his head in wonderment then turned seeing a man with a vest and long blak hair.

"I'm gonna take a wild stab in the dark here and guess you are my teacher. I have to say the human look suites you pretty well. Before we begin I wonder. IS this lack of anything but us and the mirror relavent? I mean as I'm experiancing it and all it would be nice to know." he said.

[The Judicator]

TO JASON

"Not to offend you Jason, but psychology was never my best subject. Why there is only white and a mirror is something I cannot explain..." I said, looking over his new appearence. "By the way, nice choice of color." I said, liking the coincidence of us both wearing red.

"Anyways, on with the lesson. A soul shield is what will protect your spirit from the very spells you cast. Now, the first step... Clear your mind. Open yourself to learning. Here's the tricky part... When attempting to clear your mind in this subconscious realm, your memories themselves will impede your attempts. You and I will find this landscape changing, showing things of your past... But you must try your hardest to clear them away... Keep this in mind though... This part is important..."

*I took a moment to snap my fingers and have a walking cane appear, which I grasped firmly.*

"If an event weighs heavily enough on your spirit, it can become tangible in this realm. So, keep your bad memories under control... If you don't, a potential enemy from your past could very well get in that punch he's been waiting so long for..."

*At that point, I drew out the blade from the cane-sword. It would be my only means of safe self-defence.

"Using magic in this world could permanently damage your spirit, destroying your inner self in the real world... In essence... Use magic, and die...

Begin the lesson... Clear your mind..."

[ketsuki]

Why, if this isn't nostalgic. I wonder how long it has been since then?

Ketsuki had come to awoken in a place very familiar to him. It was a small house in a town. More precisley, it was the room of a kid that lived in the village. The boy was about fifteen years old and was reading an adult magazine. And on the walls there were posters with different girls on.
On the boys bed there sat an angel and a demon, while the demon smiled and seemed happier than ever the angel seemed unnaturaly depressed.
Suddenly there came a voice from downstairs:

"Michael, what are you doing?"
"I'm just studying mom."
"It's almost time for your study circle."
"Thanks mom."

The boy put the magazine in a shoebox and hid it under the bed. Then he changed clothing, or rather put different clothing over the one he was wearing. Ketsuki knew that the outer clothing, which was a nice school uniform, would be removed as soon as the boys mother didn't look. Under the uniform the boy wore a biker outfit.
Ketsuki remembered that today there would be a fight with another gang and the boy would give some serious injuries to the other gangs leader with his pocketknife.

Oh the memories.

He thought and by accident he looked himself in the mirror. He looked pretty much like his old self, before the fall, but the wings on his back was black as was his clothes.
He watched as his old self followed the boy out of the room. As the boy closed the door Ketsuki sat down on the bed and began to await his teacher.

[The Judicator]

TO KETSUKI

*I appeared from thin air, my red clad human form entering with the grace of a gentleman. I surveyed my new surroundings and was pleased. However, the presence of an angel and demon on the bed was a bit odd...*

"Hello Ketsuki. Yes, this is Mr. Halsephea... Not quite what you expected to find, no?" I asked with a laugh.

[Raiden Matsutani]

OCC: I hope viewing yourself as a wolf is okay.

As soon as Raiden fell asleep everything was silent. Darkness encompassed Raiden's former mental image of himself. At first Raiden quite couldn't grasp hold of what was going on. He felt change was going on about him, but he could see nor stop it. Raiden in his subconsicous closed his eyes for a second and then opened again.

Raiden stood in a forest landscape. Raiden gaze stretched onwards, but greyish haze blocked any further vision beyond the place. Raiden noticed a river and walked to the edge. Slowly, but willingly Raiden glanced down at the river. Raiden was slightly astonished by his newfound apperance. He was a wolf. Raiden's fur was black, along with his unsual red eyes. There was also a long, blue, flowing scarf wrapped around his neck to signify the strange tattoo that was on Raiden's chest. The one thing that stood out was his scale as a wolf stood to be 5'8 on all fours.

It was strange to him as to why he appeared as a wolf in his subconsicous. Even though Raiden felt that way, somehow looking like this felt comfortable and somewhat familiar. This was simply the way Raiden felt on the inside though, like a wolf. Always quite, alone, taking on life by itself. Raiden would worry about thoughts like that later. Right now he needed to figure out what he was going to do next. Raiden turned and left the edge of the river. "I-Is anyone here?" he shouted.