Yeah...Logan is my Curious construct.
Also, thanks for the Low-Gun thing. I thought it was smart too :3
Trapped! RP
Fri, 02/07/2014 - 06:12
#52
@Thin
Fri, 02/07/2014 - 08:30
#53
Derp
Wait, so I'm supposed to write my own story? Ok, I can do that. What Depth is Scarlet Fortress?
P.S. May not be able to post this weekend, but I will as soon as i can.
Fri, 02/07/2014 - 08:52
#54
Replies
@Valorai: Yup, my bad. :3
@Colray: There's no room for Scarlet Fortress yet; check post #2. I recommend going for Candlestick Keep.
You're not quite writing your own entire story. You're writing a story alongside other players. Think of it as a collaborative story, where everyone works together. Your job is to focus on the sub-plot of your own particular character.
Fri, 02/07/2014 - 08:58
#55
Not sure where to start...
title says all...
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 12:19
#56
*Table flip*
Every single time.
Please tell us WHEN the RP takes place. I get disappointed when I think of a new way to experiment with a character, I get some good ideas for that character, then rejected because I didn't know when it took place.
Fri, 02/07/2014 - 16:36
#57
((Warning: I'll be busy
((Warning: I'll be busy tomorrow due to a robotics class competition for school. Afterwards, however, I'll be free from extra-curricular activities. Yeah!))
"..."
Gale noticed he was coming out of a sleep.
"..."
He had a hard time remembering what he did last before sleeping. Last thing he remembered was helping test an immortality potion...
"...ugh"
His back hurt.
Gale opened his eyes weirdly close to the ceiling.
Gale kinda freaked out to this, as there was barely room for him to move, and THAT is not fun. By tilting his head slightly to the right, however, he noticed a crack, meaning he could PROBABLY open the top. Probably. He got into a good position and started to move it. It was quite heavy, but after a while he was able to open a gap large enough to get out. Looking around, he noticed that he was in an unfamiliar section of the keep, unsurprising as it's quite expansive. What WAS weird was what he came out of. It was a grave, with the letter G-A-L-E on it.
It was his grave.
((that seems like a okay spot to end for the moment...))
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 11:20
#58
Darn you thinslayer....
App and a half:
*Name: Hasame
*Gender: ♀
*Life Stage: Young Adult
*Appearance:
Picture A, Picture B, Picture C
(Ignore the pink, and imagine it was a shade of orange instead)
Outside of armor, She has light blue hair that reaches to her waist, Usually left untied,- Her aquamarine eyes shine with introverted curiosity, but always, with a hint of uncertainty and sadness.
B-cup, Blood Type E.
*Personality: Shy and introverted, as a cause to things to be mentioned,
She doesn't let her problems get in the way of her goals, unless it's really serious.
She often is seen glaring sadly at other knights.
*Bio: Born with a strange defect, she was ignored and neglected by other knights. She just couldn't use energy related armor or weapons! She had to custom make her own armor and weapons. But she could... Control the energy. During the crash, she was the first person to have gotten on the escape pod, Because she had built her setup of equipment for speed, so she could run away from those who looked down upon her, rudely teased her, or had tried to hurt her. She had felt like an outcast. Afterwards, People started to ask her for help more and more, But nobody had considered even helping her ONCE. They were all greedy bastards who wanted her power. And so... she ran.
*Other Notes: The knife on her back is mostly for show, because it is too dull to cut or stab, and to light to maim with.
Fri, 02/07/2014 - 21:04
#59
Burn till it was Cherry, smack the Thwackers head, ring aloud the sound of metal, burn once more. I need more to do. Rezure though as she lit up the metal once more. They had moved on the the second binding of the floor now, but they where far from done as they sound of the hammers rang out even more against the dead surroundings. As if the contras the once living world but now only to ring forth the wrath of those who lived here now. It was starting to expose the raw nerve she had when it came to her work.
Thou her hands where skilled at her craft she felt a sudden urge to point the weapon at one of the Colonist Gremlins, she figured it was just one of the enemy, not one would miss him. NO! Stop thinking like that, he had a family they all do. But that never stopped me on the battle field where they cooked so nicely, GAH! Placing the Flame Unit's head on her back she turned as she had over heated the metal to White hot thus making it more Maible.
Walking slightly out of ear shot Rezure held with her one of the blue tourchs from the camp. She needed to get away from the Colonist's before her mind made her do something she would regreat. Althou she was already regreating the fact she was in Candlestick Keep.
In her native tongue she started talking to her self. "Didn't the Owlites live here? At least before the Kats found them...Ya that was before my time I believe."
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 00:32
#60
Sorry about the delay...
Sapphire trembled and shook beneath the shadow of the mighty beast. Her mind could not begin to fathom the horrors that it represented. Huddled in a ball, undefended and hopeless, Sapphire shrivelled up further, mentally and physically. Why had she come here, thinking that she could fend for herself? Why was this happening to her? Her mind failed to produce any coherent thoughts afterwords, being consumed in unbridled terror and fear.
So far beyond the scope of hope, Sapphire stopped any movement altogether, remaining as small as she could. She excepted her fate, for there was nothing she could do now. Her mind slipped and she slumped down, unconscious.
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 12:08
#61
Replies
@Archemiday-Thebard: this RP takes place in the current game period, before the knights escaped Cradle.
@Liminori: app accepted.
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 12:54
#62
Derp
Ok then can i pick candlestick keep?
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 13:01
#63
Still waiting...
Still waiting for where to start...
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 13:21
#64
More replies
@Arch: Unless I'm mistaken, in most RPs, the time period is understood to be the standard post-crash pre-escape period by default.
@Colray: Sure
@Creeper: Don't wait for me to place you. Start anywhere between D0 and D3.
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 13:27
#65
Ask not for whom the beast roars
"Move it techie!"
Rigger said between heavy breaths, basically dragging the younger one behind him. The trees were whirling past him as they fled further from the plains and into the local woods.
"Quit dragging your heals princess!"
Rigger said desperately, his eyes darting all around them
"In case you didn't know, that was the roar of a"
Rigger said, stopping immeadiatly in the ground, looking at the backside of the looming monster he had though he had ran away from
"...snarbolax"
Rigger said, staring at the beast in horror
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 16:32
#66
New app
---Initializing Codex Data for : Archemiday---
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:// Name : Archemiday, the bard
:// Gender : Male
:// Life Stage : Young adult
:// Appearance : Short blue hair, blue longsleeved shirt, black pants. Has two scars forming an X on his chest. The back of his left hand has a Swarm marking.
:// Bio : Fought in several battles in an attempt to keep the Swarm at bay. He was possessed by the Swarm, and was banned from fighting the swarm for having a weak mind. Upon being possessed by the Swarm for the second time he was deemed too dangerous and killed in combat while he was possessed.. He was buried in D9 : Graveyard, along with his sword-lute, which is in bad condition. Some few knights have reported seeing him in other nearby depths.
There ya go
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 01:06
#67
...
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 15:07
#68
Oh boy...
OOC : Rigger must have the best luck ever, whatnot with picking up two adolescent girls in Depth 1 XD
BIC :
Lindsey ignored the middle-aged man's urges to keep up; she wasn't in any mood to suddenly drop her research, and being told around by some old fart to keep up...
...until the roar of the Snarbolax, one that she had often heard in recordings from alerts and warnings past, reached her ears. It derived from the brush ahead of them, and they were just about to enter a clearing...
...and in the center of the clearing was a girl, about Lindsey's age, unconscious.
Those three orbs in the shadows weren't helping.
Lindsey stopped dead in her tracks as she locked eyes the with the massive beast, and immediately her body felt tensed up, anticipating the next move. She wasn't a swordsman, heck, she hadn't even used her weapons for years, but her instincts, primordial impulses developed eons ago by the first people...
...it was those very instincts that directed her to pick up a rock, and chuck it straight at the eyes. It was an impulsive, stupid action, but she was hoping it would catch some attention...
...and then she ran across the clearing, barely able to hop over the girl with the Cobalt Armor weighing down on Lindsey's shoulders, and into the brush again.
She remembered something about the Snarbolax...or at least tried to. It was something concerning the barbs it was clad in...but what?!
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 16:43
#69
Replies
@Arch: app accepted.
@everyone: I should be able to add to the story once I get back to work. You guys already foiled one of the plots I was devising. xD
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 17:07
#70
Prelude
(OOC: I think that to some degree, A prelude for each character is necessary.)
Hasame's Teacher forcefully said, spit coming out of his mouth, "You're a miserable wretch, With no family or talent to show for it! Who even let you on the skylark? It's a wonder nobody's tried to get you out using the trash chutes!" Hasame winced at the mention of her family, as they too, like all others, had left her behind to rot. "You know... It's a bad idea to make me mad. Especially, since the entire ship runs off of energy." Hasame gave the fat man a look that made her seem to look down upon him.
The truth dawned upon the teacher, there was nowhere to run. But... She couldn't really control that much energy. Could she? Horror and disdain came across the face of the fat man.
And yet, Hasame just left the room, Leaving her classmates whispering with awe, and uncertainty.
"Attention, All crew, The Skylark will crash in less than 10 Minutes. Please remain calm, and get to the escape pods."
What? No! Hasame thought, It can't be! I was just doing that to make him leave me alone!
Hasame ran through the corridors to the nearest escape pod, And launched.
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 07:51
#71
Quickposting
[Movealong]
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 18:03
#72
Unlike how most people who
Unlike how most people who would react in this situation, Gale became curious. He wondered what might cause him to have a tomb, why no one was around (as almost everywhere is always teeming with people in the keep), and why everywhere outside of the ward candles were so dark. "Hmm... maybe the potion had a slight sleeping effect? That would explain why it's night and why I was asleep, but not the tomb or the lack of others. I should probably go find my dorm." Gale stepped out of the light into the hall.
Just a few steps out of the light, and he heard something behind him. He quickly turned around to see a strange shadowy mass. It's general shape seemed slightly familiar... The strange thing noticed him, and seemed genuinely shocked. It paused for a moment, and seemed to get angry, rushing towards him. Gale made the smart decision and ran as fast as he could, many warding candles. He looked back to see it enter one's range, disappear, and reappear closer to him, looking mildly irked.
Gale slowed to a stop in the nearest candle. Maybe...? The shadow (which is what he'll call it for now) slowed, to a stop out side the candle's range, gave Gale a frustrated look, a floated away. "The shadow doesn't seem to like the light... I guess that makes some sense. These candles are made to defend against spirits of the dark... maybe it's one of those?" He decided to rest in the candles light to catch his breath, although he now heard some strange noises a distance away...
((I realized I might have some communication problems due to owlite language, so how about that owlites learn languages really fast after hearing enough use of it? It wouldn't affect much, so it feels like it would be fine. Or we could just have him have the same language by coincidence. You choose.))
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 18:30
#73
Creeping Along
After a little bit of a walk Rezure sighed as she turned on a device in the mask she ware over her face. It was just a simple little Heads Up Display to show her the area around. Unlike the Knights, it did not show enemies, mostly because the Gremlins where smarter then most of the other creature's running amuck in her home. In the distance she could hear the sounds of a Grimalkin's dark call eminating from beyond her sight.
Great, another person wondering about the keep who does not belong. She though as she made progress to where the sound was. Over her radio she heard the others calling for her to come back to complete the work on the breace which held the wall up. With a dismissive sigh she turned to leave, still her ear flopped up listening for any sounds that came from the direction she was facing. For the most part it all seemed to die down for now.
Once she was back at her work sigh she started up the Flame unit and sprayed the Metal with the heat once more, to be stuck with this work forever more.
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 22:03
#74
Entry from iPod!
Luke opened his eyes, pale blue candles bathed the area in light. He lifted his head and saw a Howlitzer in front of him. It was facing away from him and somehow hadn't seen him yet, but it woke him up quick. He slowly got to his feet, then slowly backed away. He turned and came face to face with a Kat, he reached for his Flourish to find his scabbard empty. The Kat got ready to bite him, so he dove to the side. He was up and running in a blink of an eye. He ran around corners and dodged enemies as much as possible, and ran until he was out of breath. He stumbled over to another blue candle, he slumped to the ground. He wondered what would happen to him. This is Candlestick Keep, and he was unarmed. He shook his head, then got up. Summoning his breath, he called out "Helloooooo? Is anyone there!" The shout echoed around the keep, then a giant Grimalkin appeared in front of him, and started pacing menacingly around the edge of the light cast by the candle.
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 22:12
#75
Help on the way
Hearing the call for life Rezure sighed as she picked up the Blue Light Candle lantern she had before, such things where kept for Gremlins to use on this level for just such a thing she was doing. Besides, they had come to the point in their work where she was not as needed. The endless sound of the Thwackers hammering away to fix their beloved home.
From the sound of the cry they where some where south of her, same level, just a bit south. Picking up her lantern she marched down the road till she saw some Grimelkin's circling around a Candle of Enchanted Blue light. Scratching her head the Incinerator sighed as she adjusted her helm to see better. When that failed the Gremlin just lifted it up exposing her eyes, a light golden hue coming off them in the reflection of the Blue light from her lantern.
"Human, I think you might want to follow me." She said in a broken language of the knights. Thou she was not very prolific in their language she could at least speak it some. "Ya, you might want to come here. The, er, Grimelkin hate Knight's."
With that said she waved the Lantern over her head being a more visible target for the human. She did not care of he was going to attack her. After all she bare the crest of Emberlight, so Rezure felt safe enough.
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 22:25
#76
Snarble is angry.
What irritated Snarble was not that he was hit by a rock.
It was that he was hit by a rock! He, the Great and Mighty Snarbolax, was attacked, not with glorious swords or with powerful guns, but with a rock! He snarled at the impudent knight before it dawned on him that the knight with the wolver-hide cap was probably the more dangerous one.
Four knights, but only one of them is truly dangerous. This would be easy...if I condescended to fight them. Discouraged by their lack of armament, the Great and Mighty Snarble yawned and licked his paws.
Sat, 02/08/2014 - 23:41
#77
Lindsey was about to dash off into the brush, until she realized something was amiss.
She didn't hear any grunt of annoyance, no footsteps or rumbling from the ground beneath. The Snarbolax, apparently, had not followed her. She whipped her head back at its direction, and still saw it yawning slightly, as though it was basking in the shadows.
Regardless of this odd behavior...she didn't want to take any chances. From the stories she heard, the Snarbolax usually would spare nobody in its lairs...
...there weren't any Beast Bells to ring either.
Hesitantly, she turns the rest of her body back to the clearing, and kneels by the Knight, taking care not to keep her eyes off of the giant beast, and checks over the unconscious girl's face...
She appeared to be still breathing, and she didn't suffer any injuries, but there was something about her that was familia-
Wait, Sapphire?
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 01:06
#78
...
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 02:54
#79
Heheh, Vinny... :P
Sapphire shifted slightly, but did not regain consciousness. The sudden warmth of another being soothed her, and the subconscious tension that had gripped her mind and body relieved itself.
A stirring of thoughts penetrated through Sapphire's murky sleep. Sitting down. Looking over. Staring back straight ahead. Looking over again, to see - the clouded dream slipped, with a dissipating image of sparkling blue eyes.
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 04:51
#80
Treading lightly
"Yeah thats right, you go ahead and lick yourself. I'll just make myself scarce"
Rigger whispered to himself. He didn't know if he'd be up to a hunt of this scope even if he DID have his equipment with him. Moving at a cautious pace, he began to slowly back away from the creature; returning into the tall brush, he made sure not to show his back to the beast.
just gotta get to the elevator ---- What about the others?
They can catch up ---- Past a giant like that?
And how would you help them?
That was the fact of the matter, there wasn't anything he could do for the ragtag group of ladies. The beast didn't seem interested in them anyway, he'd probably leave them alone should they give it a wide birth.
"Sorry gals, survival of the fittest right?"
Rigger said in a hushed tone. Just a few more steps back...
-Crack!-
Rigger's eyes widened in horror as his misplaced step had lead to a rather noisy branch to snap under his boot
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 07:19
#81
Heart of Valor
This was not right. As soon as Gatley stepped onto the elevator, he realized that. It took several moments of silence for it to wake up, clinking and crashing and making all sorts of awful noise, before Gatley could disembark to find a more functional elevator, the floor dropped beneath him. He couldn't exactly jump out now, so he made observations.
This was not right. It was going twice the normal speed.
Was it falling?
Why was it falling?
Gatley moved on shaky legs to the edge of the platform. The guardrails haven't even sprung up. Suddenly panic coursed throughout Gatley. This never happened. He had to leave before the elevator reached an unpleasant halt at D1. No sooner then he had thought it, D1 was rushing up to meet him from down below.
Gatley didn't think. He just jumped. He seemed to soar through the air forever, the screeching elevator behind him, and a wall in front of him.
*Crash!* Gatley lay on the floor, dazed. He cursed when he realized his stupidity. He jumped right into a wall. Obviously he shook his head in disgust at that epic failure.
While regaining his wits, he decided to listen. He couldn't hear much. There were certainly no monsters or gremlins scrambling to get him. In the relative quiet of the clockworks, he thought of the elevator. What happened to it? Was it just something that needed fixing? There was no way it was sabotage.
Gatley heard something. Not much, just something in the distance. All of the sudden, it sounded again, lou- "GRAWWWR"
He didn't know what that sound belonged to. It was distorted from this distance, but it had to be big. Summoning his valor, he got onto his knees and eventually his legs. There was something wrong with his neck, he could tell. But it wouldnt be serious. Probably.
He ran, he knew not how far or long. But when he reached the source of the noise, he was extremely shocked. In front of him stood a man, in rangy looking clothing. He was standing with one foot on a split branch/twig. But behind him was the real spectacle. He was able to see two knights from his position, and a great beast as well.
It emanated an aura of darkness around it, and Gatley did not want to look at it more then he had to. Yet he did look. For it was a beautiful creature, albeit a dangerous one.
He knew these knights were defenseless against this hulking beast. He brought his Lionheart honor blade over his shoulder and prepared for battle.
OOC: Obviously, weapons are not allowed. I could've made him lose his weapon at the elevator, but decided not to. Feel free to disarm him, Thinslayer.
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 11:49
#82
Denied
Revoked because revoked.
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 15:06
#83
Heart of Valor
OOC: Hey Thinslayer, do you think you could edit the OP? Maybe make a list of characters that have been accepted, maybe include their apps. Just a thought for convenience.
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 15:46
#84
Logan was resting by a broken and derelict generator, when he heard faint noises above him. He quizically gazed directly upward, tilting his head to one side, and scratching it, trying to work out what the noises were. While he was scratching his head, he accidentally knocked a wire, making his left eye close. Grunting at the annoyance, he carefully re-aligned the loose connection.
The construct just passed the noises above as "Clockwork usual", before finalising the new dome for his head. Adding the last few touches and smoothing its edges, he placed it into position, feeling quite proud with his work, despite the different colouration. Logan then sat himself down, and powered down to 25% power, hoping to save some energy for a bit, while reflecting on the past few mins of "Clockwork noises" and a new head.
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 16:43
#85
Apps are posted.
OOC: All 12 apps are up. O.O
Sun, 02/09/2014 - 19:58
#86
((I just watched the lego
((I just watched the lego movie, and I recommend it.))
Gale, have caught his breath, started moving towards the sounds. Making sure he went between the ward candles quickly, he eventually made his way to a place where he could see the source of the noise and it was... a furry creature, two owliteoids with strange features, and another shadow waiting for one of them to come out of the light. Intruders? I probably should find someone to report this to! But... the only way forward would be through them... maybe I should just wait until they move to go on. Although Gale was burning with curiosity to go up to those... things and check them out, he forced himself to stay put and wait in the light of a nearby ward candle.
((Feel free to notice me now, and "owliteoids" are just the owlite's name for "humanoids" as an FYI.))
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 06:33
#87
Getting somewhere... Hopefully.
(OOC: No longer prelude, but current time.
Also, Thinslayer, How wise was it to allow a character who can control energy? I mean, The entire planet IS half earth(s?), half machine.
I'll try not to abuse this power too much, after all- Energy in numbers is hard to control.)
Hasame coughed 3-4 times, and looked up from the rubble that had fallen. Thankfully, today- The construction zone had been quiet, And so no gremlins were there to investigate the noise, nor the loud roar that resonated throughout the metal gears and pipes.
"I ought to find out what that roar was."
But to her dismay, The elevator was out of order, and had no energy flowing through it.
After focusing her thoughts, Hasame felt a tugging feeling in her stomach, and the energy suddenly rushed to the elevator, Turning it on with the emergency usage, Sending the elevator upward.
Since conducting large amounts of energy makes the user hungry, Controling the energy had only slightly made Hasame peckish. She pulled out a few sticks of E.Pocky and started munching away.
The Roar sounded once more, And Hasame started walking in the direction of the noise.
The Sight before her interested her more than perplexed Hasame. There was a great black beast, with 2 knights next to it, and another 2 scattered around. But... What to do? No weapons, No bait...
(OOC, again)
"We have WAY too many female characters. Is anybody willing to switch to a male character?"
I just thought for a split second: What is this, a harem?
Subokuwo sagashini... (I bet you can't guess what anime's intro's stuck in my head...)
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 00:20
#88
Plots unfolding.
{{
I think Rigger Marsh and Snarble should be hunting each other, a little like The Old Man and the Sea. Maybe they each wounded each other somehow, and are out for revenge.
We have WAY too many female characters. Is anybody willing to switch to a male character?
Also, I remade Evaria's character. I really liked the old one I had, and I was sorry to see it go, but I think the story will be better-served with the new character.
}}
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 01:24
#89
Thin, give me time to alter things
I changed everything around now.
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 07:46
#90
<.<
((Wow, Logan must be really good at camoflauge, Hasame walked right by him in the deconstruction level)).
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 08:23
#91
Eeeeh.
((Either that, or Hasame's really good at walking quietly. But truth be told, I had that all typed out before you posted. I just... Slowly worked on the post, checking other things occasionally, So I actually had no idea Logan was there until after the fact.))
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 08:42
#92
<_>
((Ofc this isn't a harem, because none of the guys [from what I'm seeing] are gonna be attracting any amount of girls at any rate. Unless they can play well romantically, I highly doubt anyone is going to be hooking up anytime soon :P))
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 09:14
#93
((
Should you need it, I will switch Genders for my Gremlin, after all that name could be taken either way.
))
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 09:50
#94
Mmk.
@Grenadier
Urge to create...smooth-talking, Bard Devilite...rising....
@Liminori
To be fair, having a Construct as rusted as the stuff around him, staying relatively still or slow. Walking right by is pretty easy.
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 11:24
#95
Timetesting
@Edolas: Anyway, Even if he didn't see Hasame, he probably would have heard her speak... Eh- It's not that big of a deal is it?
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 11:48
#96
For the future
((2things guys, 1. @Thin Wanted to start a chase with snarby, mind if I "Powerplayed" by saying he looked my way, and described it? your choice if you want him to actually follow though, 2. @Grenadier What do you MEAN he isn't attracting women? He's got long, majestic (Scraggly) hair, a manly (unkept) beard, and smells like blood! What's not to love ladies?))
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 12:18
#97
This was longer than expected
@Edolas
*ahem*
Theres not enough room for two bards in this town. Duel at high noon, lets go.
BIC:
My arms were aching, my legs sore. I was considered a dead man to all knights, due to the cursed swarm. Those who saw me tried to kill me, thinking I was reanimated. These thoughts went through my head every day, for every month I was in this clockwork contraption. I was hunting for some food, hopefully I could find an already slain wolver or two to cook, so I could survive another day or two in the works of clocks. It wasn't until a roar disrupted my pity party. I slowly walked in the direction of the sound. It must've been a snarbolax, hunting knights as prey for it's next meal.
I dragged myself through some bushes, and crawled until I saw the beast between the branches of the hedge. The beast sat there, not attacking, mauling, or dismembering like one normally does, but it stayed yawning and licking itself clean, similar to that of a seraphynx. This was odd. Not in my travels have I seen one so tame. It was near 4 knights, who seemed aware and afraid of the beast. I took out my lute, in a horrible state that would make even a beggar cringe at the condition. I started playing a slow, peaceful tune, close to a lullaby, in hopes to aid the snarbolax to sleep, or at least divert it's attention. I felt a thorn or two in the hedge I lay in. It hurt, but not as much as the emotional damage I've taken for being stranded for months, or having to survive in a graveyard that I called home. The song, I hoped, could possibly be my last if it somehow angered the snarbolax. But, I guess, it'd be the last thing in my life. To do some use to others before I breathed my last breath in this miserable life would be nice.
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 13:09
#98
Replies
{{
@Blessid-Bombardier: You mean like Aragorn? ;)
Also, you'll have no need to powerplay. Just describe what result you want, and I'll make it happen. Detail requests (like a specific look on the face) are fine too.
@Archemiday-Thebard: I vastly prefer third-person past-tense narration.
}}
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 16:24
#99
OOC :
That Aragorn pic was a poor choice for a handsome man XD
Mon, 02/10/2014 - 16:34
#100
Whispers of death
The wind died down as the grand creature looked down at the disturbance, the ragged, bloody knight. Rigger knew looking a predator in the eye was a mistake, it meant you were issuing a challenge, but it was too late. As their eyes locked, the wolrd faded away, and Rigger found himself engulfed in the monster's eyes; it's crimson glow burning it's way into his mind. The creature had been swaying back and forth ever slightly to the faint music in the air, it's mouth still agape, eyes fixed upon it's target. Rigger himself was swaying cautiously, moving with the ever slight air that moved around his waist. The two had been dragged into a dance of death.
Hello darkness, my dear friend
The tempo of the music had increased, but their movements did not, as they both prepared themselves for what to come, for when the other would initiate the real hunt. But who would dare?
The world was dark, too dark to see anything aside from the glowing eyes, everything had vanished behind it's horrifying visage.
This is the end
It was all he could do to listen to the music, to breathe,
to keep himself from a shallow grave. And the breaths wouldn't come easy, the weight of the monstrocity bearing down had pushed him far away from the surface, deep below in this hellish purgatory.
The moment lingered as the beast grinned, revealing it's white fangs;
(Now I remeber where I've seen you) rigger thought
(It's the only face that has ever striken fear into me... the face of death.)
Rigger wanted to scream, but the eyes had him in a trance;
his voice was gone, silenced by the reaper himself.
A final high strung note meant the end of their song, an end to the game. It was enough to snap Rigger's attention from the beast as he whirled around and began to flee into the high brush, thrashing a stumbling through he made it clear he wasn't coming back. The hunt was on, and for the first time, Rigger wasn't the hunter.
OOC: Actually Thin, Logan belongs to Edolas. My char is Gatley.