Judgement Day [Open, NR]

This city... owned by a Demon, Alec viewed it as a smear on the world, a shit stain that needed to be wiped off the face of the Earth. This could be accomplished easily, should this thing from hell not show it's ugly face. Alec figured even if this thing did show up to save this city, he'd destroy and lay waste to it anyway.

Alec appeared in the constant night sky as just what he was: an Angel. His glowing wings illuminated the area around him, making him visible in the sky for miles.

Alec did nothing but simply reach inside of his dufflebag and make an adjustment to one of the weapons inside. The Doomsday device began to give off a faint hum, indicating that it had begun to gather energies required to fire. Alec sent out a telepathic message to anyone or anything that would listen, figuring that the Demon would get the message sooner or later, some kind of way.

"A Demon, Radkos, appeared on the shores of Sugure No Shima with the intention of murdering an innocent little girl. It's to my understanding that this Demon has recently taken the Boss position of New Vegas. That's why i'll give this piece of shit exactly 5 minutes to show himself in New Vegas, or he can kiss his city and everyone in it at the moment goodbye. Its Judgement Day."

Weapon charging in that bag:

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No response. He must have thought Kane was bullshitting, as did the many lesser minds of the bloodthirsty freaks below. Alec didn't have a problem with Vampires - some Vampires at least, such as Demi or Maxi - the rest were just unorganized suck heads who'd tried having a drink of him many times while growing up. So they thought he was just running his mouth, just trying to show off. "No one could destroy a whole city, no one was that strong..."

"Oh, so i'm just blowing hot air around then, huh? Alright, I got no more words. Just keep your eyes in the direction of New Vegas for the next 4 minutes. I'll show all of you better than i'll tell you..."

The doomsday weapon within Alec's dufflebag continued to hum; the pitch of the hum starting to pick up with the increasing amounts of Hellfire energy it was gathering. The Demon was either going to show itself, die, then be turned into a smoking hole in the ground along with his city of sin, or Alec would just lay waste to everything here and now, and track this thing down to tear it's head off of it's neck with his bare hands... No one fucked with his family...

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The duffle bag began to glow a dark purplish color. Alec could still hear the thoughts floating around. No one thought he was serious, and continued on with their suck headed activities that consisted of stalking helpless females and various other life forms, too stupid to realize that maybe they shouldn't have been here and too weak to defend themselves against super villains and scum. That was fine. Soon there would be no more reason to doubt, to be scared, worried, to have to listen to the threats of some random guy saying he'd destroy the city.

3 more minutes.

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This thing must not have cared for it's city or it's citizens. It was obvious that he was just using this city, to feed off of the fear he caused, or off of the lesser beings below as food. Alec didn't care either way. Either he seriously doubted that Alec could cause the total obliteration of his city, or it was that he just didn't care. Alec couldn't stand Demons any more than most Vampires, or any other race that had to feed on another living being to sustain themselves. This one wasn't about to have a home to return to. A loud sound came from within that dufflebag, indicating that the weapon inside was nearly done collecting the required amount of energy.

2 more minutes.

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[Weapon Charge: 5 posts]

A beep sound came from the dufflebag, letting Alec know that the Devil Gun was fully charged. With a calm expression, Alec unzipped his bag and pulled the cannon from within, to settle the weapon upon his right shoulder, the right hand upon it's handle, the index finger resting upon it's trigger. As he took aim at the nightly city below, full of Vampires, Ghouls, and various other races where the big fish ate the smaller fish, he tried to remember the last time he'd wiped a city off of the map. His mind, scarred from nearly 10 years of war, misery and loss, couldn't place exactly when that was.

"The cost of living is dying... Everybody pays..."

Alec pulled the trigger. The cannon let off a tremendous sound that would shatter the drums of ordinary ears. An orb colored black was released from the barrel. While speeding toward the ground below, this orb grew in size, from the diameter of a beach ball to that of a small house. The orb impacted the ground and detonated. The effects caused from this detonation were nothing short of Armageddon. There was an explosion the size of a state; a mushroom cloud that could be seen and felt nearly anywhere on the planet that would cleanse everything below, leaving nothing behind but molten rock and wasteland.

No expression was upon The Psychotic Gunman's face. This was just business to him. He'd killed millions in the blink of an eye, but they all probably deserved it. With this task done, and New Vegas no more, Alec turned his attention in the direction of Shinkai Shigai, where he could no longer feel Squall, but someone - or something - was there. Had Squall run away, Or, worse case scenario, had he been killed? This deserved some investigating, and Alec quickly departed this now burning wasteland...

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