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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2014 15:51:23 GMT -6
Ceridwen tapped her chin thoughtfully. On one hand she could, or on the other stay here. "That would be appreciated if you could, but it isn't necessary." She said instead.
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Post by yellowclover on Aug 30, 2014 16:07:17 GMT -6
"O pshaw. Of course we can trouble ourselves to escort you home. Captain Mid is dead set on leaving first thing tomorrow morning, and it would not do to have you leave without your things or return home unaccompanied, lady Ceridwen." Replies Cecil jovially.
"Yes father and I would be happy to escort you milady." Added Jarod.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2014 16:13:42 GMT -6
Cerdiwen was taken aback. "If you insist. I can already tell refusing is not an option." She sighed,trudging towards the door. "if this is okay with Rosa of course?"
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Post by yellowclover on Aug 30, 2014 16:50:06 GMT -6
"Yes of course lady Ceridwen, and you are welcome to return tonight or in the morning. In fact I'm quite sure my boys wouldn't mind carrying your luggage if you so desire." Rosa replied.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2014 5:19:38 GMT -6
Ceridwen coughed. "While I do appreciate the royalty sentiment, it makes me slightly uncomfortable." She revealed. Though, she wasn't going to ruin her perfect hands by carrying it. "I'll just leave it here instead. It's just a short trip towards home that's all." She smiled thinly. These people were truly nice, and she was starting to feel like the barbarian here. Something that made her feel uncomfortable and icky.
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 5, 2014 19:46:37 GMT -6
(Note: in order to give Irving a slightly more distinct characterization, I've gone back to edit some of his dialogue to make it seem like he occasionally shifts to a slightly different dialect as a remnant of the kind of environment he was a slave at.)
"So you're a bounty hunter, then."
Irving was now sitting in the dilapidated home of the prostitute he saved some way from the site where he terminated someone with extreme prejudice. Now, she sat in a chair across from him drinking a cup of tea. She hadn't changed out of her "work uniform", oddly. Her legs were slightly apart, and if someone besides Irving was in his place, they'd find a treat for the eyes. For Irving himself, it's just another thing he's seen every day for over five years that's synonymous for terrible life experiences.
"That's right", replied Irving. "I've heard that Irmar guy is in town. Was wonderin' if you could lead me to him."
"...What's your price?"
"My price? Depends on what for."
The prostitute put her cup to the side and leaned closer to Irving. Her eyes were wide. "Please! I want you to put that man down! I-I don't have much, but I'll give anything!"
Irving raised his open hands in attempt to tell her to calm down. "Actually, I--"
"O-or maybe you might be willing to accept something more?!" she continued pleading. "Then I'll let you ravish me instead! Do what you want with--"
The woman lunged forward and began pressing herself against Irving. His eyes turned a feral gold as he stood up and pushed the woman to the floor.
"For f***'s sake woman, I'm already being paid to do that!!" he growled. "Hell, I would've done it for free, so shut your goddamn trap and take me to him so that I can tear out his spine myself!!"
Irving panted, then brought a hand to his face, closed his eyes and shook his head. "...Sorry about that", he said. He opened his eyes to show that they were back to their original brown color. "I don't like being touched like that.
...Look, I ain't got a clue what go you roped up in this business of his. But I have been hired by someone else to take him out, and I am willin' to help you out however little I can. But to do that, I'm gonna need you to lead me to him. Can ya do that?"
The woman picked herself from the floor. She didn't seem to hold his lashing out against her. "...Okay. I'll take you."
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Post by SwordMasterEX on Sept 8, 2014 13:56:53 GMT -6
I know today. It's the day I lost my humanity. We lost our humanity.
(I'll just edit the rest of this in later.)
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"Please, call me deliverance. It's what I offer my servants. Now onto your duties. Tell the type-3 to take you back home. If he objects, kill him. If he wants the pawn to return, silence him." Alucard waves his hand to signal Graecius to leave while at the same time his focus turns to Elia. "Back on your feet already and you don't even know how to heal yourself. Can't you see your own latent talent?"
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"So you do have a sense of humor that extends beyond gore. I'm glad to hear it." The gear expands once again and the light finishes closing Arcturus' wound. However, the light continues flowing in for a few more seconds. When it finally stops, a white rabbit jumps out from the center of the gear, prompting Shinedown to chase it.
"There. All better now." Cream says as her ears perk up to various sounds. Footsteps silent as a cat's. The rustling of leaves. A mild breeze unrelated to the other two. Pearl falls on Arcturus doing a handstand on his head with what feels like the weight of a feather. Her hair also follows strange properties as it refuses to fall down straight.
"Arcturus!" Pearl suddenly weighed nothing as her entire being went into zero gravity. She drifted around Arcturus in what would translate to him as an inverted position. "Hi."
Shinedown finally caught the bunny after trapping it in her alma. She nuzzled the creature as it stared blankly at her. Not that it could see or was even an actual bunny let alone a physical being that would last. "Tetanus. I'm gonna call you tetanus."
"That would be what was cured." Cream stated before turning to the orbiting Pearl. "You look completely healed sweetie. Rhea would be glad to know you're safe."
Zappa materialized closer to Hamon than Pearl. He was only visible as a slight shade for now. I feel so weak..... What did he take from me?
Wha-Wha strolled back over to Hamon. Boredly twirling her hair. "So, don't you want to ask about my proposition?"
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Rhea approaches the giant Igneous like stone statue. If she was in her water form, she might be steaming. She knocks on the side of the stone to find it sounds hollow on the inside. "Tafl, don't tell me you did something stupid just to get my attention."
His voice resounds from the inside, "The fall hurt more than an axe to the arse from a Jarl..."
Rhea let out a sigh. "You're an oaf, but you're still my oaf. Hold still. I'm gonna bust this shell wide open."
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F***. I really should have been in the mood for something that didn't blow my cover. Still, I find it hard to believe that's what passes for a proper lady's attire nowadays. The vampire moved a seat further away from Mary. He was hoping she wouldn't follow. Or continue prying into his mind, but more the personal space thing.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 8, 2014 14:12:48 GMT -6
"Whatevs." Graecius shrugged as he jumped out of the monastery using a stone pillar to propel on him only to land on a sight and use it to surf across the battlefield. "Take us home."
The Type-3 nodded before teleporting them away.
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"Hi." Arcturus looked up at Pearl.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2014 14:19:44 GMT -6
"Really playing hard to get aren't you?" Mary said as she crept slightly closer to the stranger. "You are certainly an interesting fellow," Mary told the stranger as she just kept her eyes on him. "I will learn more about you if its the last thing I do," Mary told him.
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Post by The Big Cheese on Sept 10, 2014 19:00:50 GMT -6
"Well I know it'll be more trouble than it's worth, but out with it then." Hamon replies in a tone that says 'Lifting my right pinky would be more effort than it's worth to me right now.'
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2014 14:40:48 GMT -6
"How long is this travel anyway, Adelle?" Fenrir questioned. They were leaving Farenthar to intercept Mark.
The red head checked her memory. "Quite long actually. Make sure to bathe." She lectured lightheartedly.
Fenrir would do exactly as she said. It was better to avoid her wrath.
Adelle would take her turn, and then they were resuming their travel. "Hope we make it in time." Adelle commented conversationally. He nodded, preferring they not have to backtrack. "Me too, Delle."
Adelle stopped then frowned. "Don't call me that." She whined. Fenrir flicked her forehead. "Payback!" He smirked. Adelle flicked his forehead as well. "Times two!" She claimed.
This went back and forth for awhile.
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Post by GX1997 on Sept 18, 2014 18:49:53 GMT -6
I just realized that I forgot to try to repost this after the internet started acting up the other day when I wrote it originally... "Stop pretending that you know anything about who I am!" Elia yelled as she began to radiate a bright, almost blinding aura. |
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Post by SwordMasterEX on Oct 2, 2014 5:27:14 GMT -6
"Pretending? Have you seen you life lately?" Nine waves of force barrage her from three sides as the wall behind her hardens again. Two stone arms attempt to contain her long enough for the waves to hit. "You've lost your home, your name, your pride, your security and the blame gets put on you! They've just about broken your will and you've learned to be helpless... But it won't be that way much longer. Why fight ultimate freedom, Elia?" The last word emphasized by a mockingly sweet tone.
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A sudden rotation jostled everyone for a brief moment. Pearl was once again floating weightless, this time an in upright position. And soon, so was everyone else. The field she projected encompassed a fairly large range. She drifted closer to Arcturus before finally being able to reach out and hug him. "Arcturus! Can you believe it? We're flying!" Flying, floating in a zero gravity field, it was the same interpretation to Pearl.
Cream struggled to try and hold on to something with small cries of 'Can you put us down Pearl!?'
Wha-Wha merely shifted into her water form and roped Hamon in with her tail. She had a bright smile as she addressed him, "Wonderful! I'm used to this weightless environment so don't worry about it too much. Getting back on track, I need you, and that magical charisma, to scout a clean face for me. Let me explain: recently my little fabrics company has come across a miraculous type of material with very special properties, which the fine materialist of your fine city have been helping my R&D guys play with to make a breakthrough. However, as this practice is most prevalent in Kadath, I've had to set up shop there. Unfortunately our last three managers have died in "whiwhimsical accidents" after being caught with young boys in that sort of way. And even if it doesn't matter to your people, we still have a public face to maintain, so I'm in a bit of jam which only your expertise can help. Basically, with your local knowledge of the area, I want you to find me the cleanest, least scum bag-esque person you know so that I may hire them to be my representative. And don't think I'm just asking this as a free favor. You'll be comped fairly well depending on who you bring 'Mr.Fox'."
Shinedown was no longer compressing her bunny as the light faded. "See ya later Mr.Tetanus! You were the 32nd cuddliest of the gear rabbits!" She waved it goodbye, and then turned to the tree she was holding onto. Ripping a pieace of rusted metal out of the tree, she called out, "Hey Arcturus! Let me stab you non-lethally with this rusty piece of broken armor!" Her attempts at 'swimming' towards him did push her skirt closer to her torso, but she didn't notice.
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Naoki's staff was broken as the type-2 berserker unleashed another explosion of darkness upon him. A hand of darkness emerged again knocking Naoki back as the intimidating figure of the dark beserker came closer. The shadowy Aura of a giant bipedal warthog followed his steps. Damn... I always knew your nickname was the Pig ,Set, but I didn't think you actually used one.
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The heavy instrumentals continued blasting the Sentinel back, and it only got more intense as Mercury's deep growl started up again.
"Deep in a coffin they will carry me
Next to a corpse to be buried alive
Await my savior in a waking nightmare
The shovel scraping is my blackened new life!"
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"It's been a while since I had to use this, so brace yourself." Rhea took a deep breath as her Alma, her mighty lance, began to materialize. It's light flowed through her hand but didn't become tangible, "Roar, Leon!" The light shot out as a Lion and ripped a tunnel through the stone. It dissipated as it reached the other end.
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Tsk, I've never liked type-4's. Too nosy if you ask me. It's like, Just because you can know everything about someone, you have too? Come on! That's just plain nosy! He tried to wolf down the food as fast as possible to leave fairly soon. Though he lifted his goggles to prevent stains. This revealed his rather unnatural eyes, but he kept his head low.
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Post by GX1997 on Oct 3, 2014 19:05:06 GMT -6
As the waves of energy collided, the massive force of the impact crushed what was left of that section of the wall, sending large amounts of dust and debris into the air, obscuring vision for several seconds. But that wouldn't have been enough to keep Alucard from figuring out that Elia wasn't there. With his magick, it was not at all wrong to assume that he already sensed that. For that reason, it wasn't her sudden reappearance directly behind him, completely unscathed, that lead to the opening she was about to use; it was shock from the speed and efficiency at which she reacted that left Alucard open to being attacked. Nine waves of light hit him, one after another, too powerful to recover from, and sent him flying through one of the already battered exterior walls.
She teleported outside, and then created a circle of light beneath Alucard as he tried to recover. Then, as beams of light shot into the sky in a spectacular display, forming pillar that was so strong it could not be escaped, she spoke, though her voice seemed far more cold and detached than ever before. "Burn in my sacred light."
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Oct 3, 2014 20:13:38 GMT -6
"Gah!" Arcturus yelped as he tried to flee. "I don't trust you with that!"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2014 21:40:11 GMT -6
As the mysterious stranger eyes flashed upon her Mary couldn't help but be more intrigued. "Either your the strangest human I ever met or you are something else all together," Mary said musing to herself. "What some people think as nosy I think as being highly curouis, the nerve of those ignorant people," Mary thought to herself. "Like it or not mister stranger you have my attention and I will learn more about you," Mary thought mischievously. "But for now play it cool can't yet him know I am stalking.... I mean studying him" Mary thought to herself.
"Why waitress I will have whatever that stranger is having" Mary called out to the waitress. As soon as Mary got her food she sat just far enough to not be in his personal space but close enough to keep an eye on him.
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Post by SwordMasterEX on Oct 4, 2014 7:23:55 GMT -6
Alucard smiled as he felt Elia approach from behind. She was finally letting go. And her attacks hurt. They hurt like hell. But he loved it when it hurt. "Heh... Hehe.." Time seemed to freeze around Alucard as a shadowy mass covered in blood red eyes regrouped, flowing back into the shadowy figure he currently presented. The thousands of eyes slowly closed as he doned his real appearance. However his form still lacked defining features save for two blood red eyes and teeth like that of a shark. "They thought you were so kind. That you'd help them all. One by one they fell into line believing you were on their side. But not me. I defy you! I know how to locate the keys, and they shall be mine. Soon I'll gather an army to conquer this world, and shatter all borders that separate us. My leagues will activate the keys, however you choose to utilize them. All will become one through me. Then, at long last, Austur will be free!" Having recovered to the point he was only drenched blood, time continued at it's normal pace. Alucard opened a portal to the left of Elia and immediately used an intense surge of gravity to send her through it. But he closed it off at her right arm leaving it suspended in the air. As he did so he conjured a high pressure gust of wind to send him upwards towards her now missing arm. The portal opened to where he had previously been standing and before she could react, he made a small lump of dirt float up, then made it the center of gravity amplifying it to the point it began drawing in the ground beneath it. Biting into Elia's arm, he began to heal rapidly and radiated his own light. Once again he doned the white haired look. He quickly followed up by conjuring a light rune which released a devastating beam of light. The beam concentrated as it traveled through the ultra high gravity zone, only grazing Elia. As it quickly reached the other end, Alucard opened a portal which led the beam again through the gravity field and concentrated it further. In a matter of seconds the entire gravity field was surrounded by portals covering every angle. The singular beam passed through itself at speeds so high it exploded in an awe inspiring display of light. All the combatants near the explosion and caught in it were knocked unconscious or disintegrated from their undead state. Half the Monestary was blown away. The crater left in its wake was charred too heavily to recognize as the lush green field it once was.
Sometime inbetween getting grazed and escaping, the brief monologue passed through her ears.
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Post by GX1997 on Oct 4, 2014 11:49:19 GMT -6
"Look around at all the destruction you've brought to this place. These are the sacred grounds of a goddess, of the highest pantheon of all Austur, no less! You will pay the price for your foolishness, as I will use your own strength fo restore my lands to their former state," she said as she stood up again near the center of the crater, and a field of light surrounded Alucard. The field restrained his movement, and made it impossible to open portals or teleport outside of it. Chains of light sprang up from the barren ground and wrapped themselves around his wrists and ankles, slowly began to draw energy from him, and utilized the Type-5 magick that he had been able to attain use of, converting the energy into magick that allowed things to start regrowing inside the crater and in the ruins of the old castle nearby. "I will return all the land to it's original state, before it was marred by despicable humans such as you. I will not allow it to sit in a state of ruin! No more!"
As grass, flowers, and even trees grew rapidly, erasing much of the evidence of such destruction, Elia stood there, her eyes and face both appearing to be devoid of emotion, yet her words were grave, and showed that regardless of the tone of her voice, she must have been upset. She also showed no traces of the pain that she must have been in; her body was extremely battered by the explosion, despite her natural resistance to light. Her reactions just did not seem to match up with what she was saying and doing.
"This place will be a reminder to all of the things I have already done on Austur, and will serve as a sign that I will be coming back to finish what I started years ago. Austur's restoration is near, and those that stand in my way or seek to use my mission, which was given to me by my father Marce, for their own gain... These people will all be cut down!"
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Post by Neo on Oct 4, 2014 16:28:59 GMT -6
She was home early. That was unlike her. And to him, that immediately set off alarm bells.
"Silver? You're back early. Did you lose your prey?"
She shook her head, though her forced smile told him otherwise. "No, I... Well, it sounds silly now... But I felt something. Something... Strange. I can't describe it. But I couldn't concentrate afterwards."
Something... Strange? "Are you alright?"
She sighs, and rolls her eyes. "I'm fine. It's you I'm worried about. You've locked yourself in here for days! You're rarely even awake anymore."
How could he tell her? That he was slipping? That he... Remembered? He remembered what happened all those years ago... What he saw. And now, it was happening all over again. And just like before, he was helpless to do anything but watch.
"Sil, I want you to promise me something."
"What?"
"Don't ever stop walking. No matter what, don't ever stop walking."
"Dad, what in the world are you talking about? You're starting to scare me."
Good... Hopefully that will be enough... I've kept my promise, old man...
He closed his eyes.
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 8, 2014 0:11:28 GMT -6
Irving slipped through the curtain to the sparsely population and run-down bar suitable for the equally run-down town it's built in. Aside from the bartender and an old man asleep in the corner (That guy's going to have everythin' he owns pick-pocketed, thought Irving), there were no other visible occupants inside. Irving walked up to the counter, taking note that the bartender cleaning a glass cup was both terrifyingly tall and terrifyingly bald.
"What'll it be?" he said.
I hate this part.
"Milk" said Irving.
The bartender looked at him funny. "...Boy, why the hell do ya come to this part of town for some damn milk?! You're more likely to get mugged and/or a knife to the spine here than anywhere else!"
"Nah, you got me all wrong", replied Irving. "I meant milk. That come from places that's not a cow?"
The bartender stared at him until something clicked, then sighed.
"Yer dumber than I thought, boy. If you wanna head under, just say so! There ain't no code word; no one here is gonna do anything about it! Hell, even the so-called law enforcement can turn a blind eye in exchange for booze, women, and sometimes money!"
"...Just shut up and escort me."
"Fieh. Fine. Entry's 30 gold; not including whatever you do down there."
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The bartender led Irving into the bar, passing through two hallways until reaching a room with stairs leading underground. Irving was about to descend when the bartender grabbed him by the collar of his robe and pulled him back.
"Not so fast, buddy! Safety procedures. Take off that robe and show me what you got. Got any weapons? I'll take them and give 'em back when you're done."
Irving shifted his posture slightly. "I suppose I might find a few pieces of gold missing when you do?"
The bartender snorted. "Bah. I may be a pimpin', murderin', leg-breakin' kinda guy, but I ain't no thief. Just trust me on this one. I got better sources of income than stealin' pocket money anyway!"
The bartender paused as something under Irving's robe started making a strange noise.
"Alright then", replied Irving. "Here."
Irving open his robe with one hand to reveal his ryfel being pointed up at the man with his other hand, the barrel glowing white. Irving's hand jolted as he released the trigger and a burst of Type-7 magic shot out of the weapon. A splatter of blood flew up from the man's head before he fell over.
Irving stared wide-eyed.
Aww s***, I was tryin' to get the shoulder so that I can kill 'im with somethin' more subtle without bein' torn limb-from-limb myself!
Flinching slightly at the sight of the shot head and grunting in annoyance at the large pool of blood forming, Irving ran to a storage chest nearby, threw out all the cleaning supplies within, pulled the chest next to the body, heaved the body into the chest (using a large cloth to avoid getting blood on himself), put the chest back where it was, and mopped the bloody floor in a sloppy and quick manner before throwing the mop somewhere out of sight.
I'll just get in, do the deed, get out before anyone notices hopefully.
Looking down the stairs, he hesitated before taking a deep breath and hurrying down.
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