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Postby Olthar » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:19 pm

Erinkita wrote:Poetry tip: for extra fanciness, replace random letters with apostrophes.

:lol:
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Did I miss anything today?

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Postby Erinkita » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:23 pm

Olthar wrote:
Erinkita wrote:Poetry tip: for extra fanciness, replace random letters with apostrophes.

:lol:

"It is never ever over, my lover of clover" = "'tis ne'er e'er o'er, m'lo'er o'clo'er".

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Hai, Erin! :hug:

Gwello, Liri. :hug:
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:23 pm

Erinkita wrote:
Olthar wrote: :lol:

"It is never ever over, my lover of clover" = "'tis ne'er e'er o'er, m'lo'er o'clo'er".

Liriena wrote:Did I miss anything today?

Hai, Erin! :hug:

Gwello, Liri. :hug:
Nightkill's sorting out the powergrid system. He works so hard for us. :)

:blush: :hug:
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Postby AETEN II » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:24 pm

I just realized something. Nightkill's wording of the Fae in the OOC 'Strong as Hell', the Fae are simply as strong as the unified forces of Hell. d:
"Quod Vult, Valde Valt"

Excuse me, sir. Seeing as how the V.P. is such a V.I.P., shouldn't we keep the P.C. on the Q.T.? 'Cause if it leaks to the V.C. he could end up M.I.A., and then we'd all be put out in K.P.


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Postby Liriena » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:27 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Erinkita wrote:"It is never ever over, my lover of clover" = "'tis ne'er e'er o'er, m'lo'er o'clo'er".


Gwello, Liri. :hug:
Nightkill's sorting out the powergrid system. He works so hard for us. :)

:blush: :hug:


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Postby Erinkita » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:29 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Erinkita wrote:"It is never ever over, my lover of clover" = "'tis ne'er e'er o'er, m'lo'er o'clo'er".


Gwello, Liri. :hug:
Nightkill's sorting out the powergrid system. He works so hard for us. :)

:blush: :hug:

I like the idea of speed being used to dodge. You shouldn't be able to dodge and attack at the same time though. I dunno. I have no idea how to design an RPG system.
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Well, this ended up longer than I expected. Giggity
Another sigh. What was it, the 6th one in only 3 minutes? The cloaked man rolled his eyes, grateful that the woman next to him could not see his face. She was definitely not the type of being you would want to upset or offend. Over 10 seconds passed before the woman finally broke the awkward silence between them. "This is boring... Ever since they breached the gate, it's been a completely one sided fight."

The cloaked man nodded. "Marlborough is a fantastic general. How many battles has be successfully won now? I believe it's eight at this point. And he's managed to do so with minimal casualties and in such timely manners." He wasn't necessarily talking to the woman, he was more or less thinking out loud. Suddenly a chill went up his spine as he felt a strong killing intent permeating through the air around him. He glanced at the woman, who was now sitting down and repeatedly tossing a glowing, golden apple into the air and catching it as it fell into her palm.

"Perhaps I should just kill them all..." she muttered in an icy cold voice. Her eyes, just as icy cold as her voice, peered down at the square of the town, where the bulk of the fighting was taking place. The man didn't say anything. He didn't even breath. The woman sighed. "That was a joke, you know. Gosh, do you people ever smile?" The man chuckled, though it was obviously forced.

"Apologies. It's just... I find your humor strange." The woman didn't reply, and she stopped tossing the apple. The apple morphed itself into a small plate coupled with a small teacup. A cloud formed below the plate the teacup was held on and rained tea down towards the ground. The "tea rain" however, disappeared after going only inches downwards and began filling the teacup, despite going the completely opposite direction from the cloud.

She took a sip and sighed. Suddenly, she released a burp. "Loud" would be an understatement to describe said burp. It echoed throughout the entire village. Every single soldier on both sides of the battle paused and looked around. The cloaked man and woman weren't worried about being seen. Though they were both floating right above the town, they weren't visible to the eyes of the moral men thanks to magic of the cloaked man. After a few seconds, the soldiers all shrugged simultaneously and continued hacking at each other.

The cloaked man attempted to, but to little avail stifle back laughter. The woman smiled and said, "Excuse me." She threw the tea cup and plate behind her, and upon landing, it caused a large explosion roughly the size of a block. The man looked her straight in the face and she began whistling. "Wasn't me..." He raised an eyebrow and she groaned. "Fine, it was me." A roar resonated through the air behind the two, and they heard screams of horror follow it. Only a second later, the two saw a large dragon enter the town square in front of them, tearing apart anything in sight.

The two individuals in the sky looked at each other, and the woman simply said, "Okay, that one was actually unintentional." Immediately every soldier paused and stared at the dragon whom was destroying buildings around the square and setting them on fire. The dragon also paused after a whole 30 seconds, stared back at the soldiers in the square, and growled. So what did the soldiers do? The vast majority of them dropped their weapons and ran, scattering out of the square and into the town. The dragon immediately chased after those soldiers, leaving the rest to continue their battle.

The cloaked facepalmed and shook his head, "These people are so stupid..." The woman nodded, and then exclaimed, "Oh, I know! An apple appeared in her hand and it morphed into a Phonograph that floated inches above her hand. The cloaked man simply said, "...What the fu-" before he was cut off by this. The woman smiled and shouted over the music, "It's funnier this way!"

And indeed, it was extremely hilarious to watch a bunch of men being chased around by a dragon in fast forward (courtesy of the woman's magic as well) as said music played in the background. It could only be heard by the two floating figures of course, which made it even that much more amusing. After a few minutes, it seemed as though the dragon became bored of the chase. It flew up into the air and released fire from its mouth, covering everything in the vicinity in flames.

Suddenly, a scream rang out. It echoed throughout the town, even reaching the square. The dragon then found itself being hit square in the face by a large piece of stone. It was disoriented for a few seconds, causing it to fly into the ground of the town square. It stood up almost immediately, shaking its head and reorienting itself. A man (let's go with this) entered the town square from the direction the large stone came from. "Fire...is bad."

The cloaked man muttered, "Who in the world is that?" The woman said nothing, only grinning slightly. The dragon roared, and most soldiers who remained in the square began scattering. They chose now of all times to finally view the dragon as a bigger threat than each other. The dragon tilted its head back, and thrust it forward until it was level with the man; opening its mouth, it released flames, completely engulfing him. It walked forward as it did so, forcing the flames to become more and more concentrated on the man. The dragon was quite obviously angry at the man and sought to completely erase him from existence. After 10 seconds, the dragon's mouth was a mere feet or so away from the man. What happened next surprised pretty much everyone, including the two floating individuals.

The dragon's mouth snapped shut, though it was not of its own free will. It was forced closed by the man who took on a new form. He headbutted the dragon in the snout,, causing it to howl in pain due to the discomfort. "I have no idea who this is..." The cloaked man was confused at first, and then he concluded that she was responding to his previous question. However, what she said next dispelled that assumption. "But...I want him." Her expression was...disturbing. It was the expression a child would make when they see a toy they want at the store. However, on the woman it seemed more... menacing and frightening.

The man facing the dragon took the opportunity to run at the right foreleg of the dragon and punch it, causing the dragon to collapse on the ground. The man broke off one of the spines on said foreleg and thrust it into the dragon's head. Or at least...he would have, if the dragon didn't disappear in a puff of smoke. This wasn't the only strange thing to occur; everything around the man stopped as though time had been frozen. "What is this?" he simply stated. He heard a voice behind him state, "Don't worry about it."

Still enraged, the man's natural reaction was to turn around and leap forward while bringing both of his fists down to the ground where the voice came from, creating a small crater. Once the smoke cleared, there was nothing to be found under his fists. "What are you attacking, exactly?" He looked up to see a blonde woman accompanied by a cloaked man. He noticed the woman was carrying something. "Magic banana!" he shouted, which surprised the two now descending figures. Both of them landed in front of him and they looked at each other, then back at the man.

"I'm sorry, what?" the woman said. The man pointed to the apple in her hand. "Magic banana," he simply stated. The cloaked figure chuckled and thought, He isn't very bright, is he? The woman smiled and said, "No no, this is an apple. It's yellow like a banana, but it's an apple." The man tilted his head, and said, "One sec." A split second later, his body began to deform and become smaller. His red skin became a very pale white, and his claws disappeared while his hand morphed so that he once again had 5 fingers. When his face was finished changing as well, he spoke.

"Apologies, I suffer a loss of intelligence in that form. What is it you seek from me?" Seconds passed as the cloaked figure and the woman attempted to process the massive change in speech pattern of the man. Finally, the woman spoke. "Well, I'm the one that seeks something from you. I would like you to join me." The latter sentence was said with a wide, welcoming smile. The inevitable question came from the man. "Join you for what?"

"Oh you know, some destruction, some killing. It depends on my mood. Lately, things have been somewhat boring because the wars are one sided. But with you at my side, you can easily turn the tides of battles and make them so much more interesting." She suddenly began screaming, "We shall have all sorts of crazy fun! Think about all of the power! All of the control! All of the free chicken!" At the last sentence, her pupils for some reason became flaming pieces of fried chicken. She then concluded, "You shall assist me in my quest for chaos! All of it can be ours!" When she finished, thunder crackled in the background as she laughed maniacally.

After an awkward silence, she cleared her throat. "First though, I have a question: have you ever fought a samurai?" The man shook his head. "No, why?" The woman sighed and replied, "My last assistant left me. I don't take rejection well, so I would like you to kill him. I'd do it myself, but due to certain conditions, I'm forbidden from doing so. I don't even know what he looks like, so it would of course take a while for us to even find him. All I know is that he calls himself Izanagi these days."

Surprisingly, the man didn't take long to ponder the offer. "Fine, I'll join you. On the condition that I receive payment for it." The woman smiled. "Of course. That's no problem at all. So, what shall I call you?"

"Riordan is fine. You?"

"I'm Eris," she said with a smile.
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Postby Individuality-ness » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:31 pm

Erinkita wrote:
Nightkill the Emperor wrote: :blush: :hug:

I like the idea of speed being used to dodge. You shouldn't be able to dodge and attack at the same time though. I dunno. I have no idea how to design an RPG system.

That's why I trust everyone else to do it. *nod*
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Postby Liriena » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:35 pm

Should I do another, smaller one-shot? :unsure:
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Postby Mavorpen » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:37 pm

Liriena wrote:Should I do another, smaller one-shot? :unsure:

Do 50 even smaller one-shots. *nods*
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Postby Olthar » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:40 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Liriena wrote:Should I do another, smaller one-shot? :unsure:

Do 50 even smaller one-shots. *nods*

Twenty words each. *nods*
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Postby Mavorpen » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:42 pm

Olthar wrote:
Mavorpen wrote:Do 50 even smaller one-shots. *nods*

Twenty words each. *nods*

They must all have their own titles as well.

I have also decided to use that one shot I just posted as an asspull for where Izanagi went.
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Postby Erinkita » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:43 pm

Mavorpen wrote:Well, this ended up longer than I expected. Giggity
Another sigh. What was it, the 6th one in only 3 minutes? The cloaked man rolled his eyes, grateful that the woman next to him could not see his face. She was definitely not the type of being you would want to upset or offend. Over 10 seconds passed before the woman finally broke the awkward silence between them. "This is boring... Ever since they breached the gate, it's been a completely one sided fight."

The cloaked man nodded. "Marlborough is a fantastic general. How many battles has be successfully won now? I believe it's eight at this point. And he's managed to do so with minimal casualties and in such timely manners." He wasn't necessarily talking to the woman, he was more or less thinking out loud. Suddenly a chill went up his spine as he felt a strong killing intent permeating through the air around him. He glanced at the woman, who was now sitting down and repeatedly tossing a glowing, golden apple into the air and catching it as it fell into her palm.

"Perhaps I should just kill them all..." she muttered in an icy cold voice. Her eyes, just as icy cold as her voice, peered down at the square of the town, where the bulk of the fighting was taking place. The man didn't say anything. He didn't even breath. The woman sighed. "That was a joke, you know. Gosh, do you people ever smile?" The man chuckled, though it was obviously forced.

"Apologies. It's just... I find your humor strange." The woman didn't reply, and she stopped tossing the apple. The apple morphed itself into a small plate coupled with a small teacup. A cloud formed below the plate the teacup was held on and rained tea down towards the ground. The "tea rain" however, disappeared after going only inches downwards and began filling the teacup, despite going the completely opposite direction from the cloud.

She took a sip and sighed. Suddenly, she released a burp. "Loud" would be an understatement to describe said burp. It echoed throughout the entire village. Every single soldier on both sides of the battle paused and looked around. The cloaked man and woman weren't worried about being seen. Though they were both floating right above the town, they weren't visible to the eyes of the moral men thanks to magic of the cloaked man. After a few seconds, the soldiers all shrugged simultaneously and continued hacking at each other.

The cloaked man attempted to, but to little avail stifle back laughter. The woman smiled and said, "Excuse me." She threw the tea cup and plate behind her, and upon landing, it caused a large explosion roughly the size of a block. The man looked her straight in the face and she began whistling. "Wasn't me..." He raised an eyebrow and she groaned. "Fine, it was me." A roar resonated through the air behind the two, and they heard screams of horror follow it. Only a second later, the two saw a large dragon enter the town square in front of them, tearing apart anything in sight.

The two individuals in the sky looked at each other, and the woman simply said, "Okay, that one was actually unintentional." Immediately every soldier paused and stared at the dragon whom was destroying buildings around the square and setting them on fire. The dragon also paused after a whole 30 seconds, stared back at the soldiers in the square, and growled. So what did the soldiers do? The vast majority of them dropped their weapons and ran, scattering out of the square and into the town. The dragon immediately chased after those soldiers, leaving the rest to continue their battle.

The cloaked facepalmed and shook his head, "These people are so stupid..." The woman nodded, and then exclaimed, "Oh, I know! An apple appeared in her hand and it morphed into a Phonograph that floated inches above her hand. The cloaked man simply said, "...What the fu-" before he was cut off by this. The woman smiled and shouted over the music, "It's funnier this way!"

And indeed, it was extremely hilarious to watch a bunch of men being chased around by a dragon in fast forward (courtesy of the woman's magic as well) as said music played in the background. It could only be heard by the two floating figures of course, which made it even that much more amusing. After a few minutes, it seemed as though the dragon became bored of the chase. It flew up into the air and released fire from its mouth, covering everything in the vicinity in flames.

Suddenly, a scream rang out. It echoed throughout the town, even reaching the square. The dragon then found itself being hit square in the face by a large piece of stone. It was disoriented for a few seconds, causing it to fly into the ground of the town square. It stood up almost immediately, shaking its head and reorienting itself. A man (let's go with this) entered the town square from the direction the large stone came from. "Fire...is bad."

The cloaked man muttered, "Who in the world is that?" The woman said nothing, only grinning slightly. The dragon roared, and most soldiers who remained in the square began scattering. They chose now of all times to finally view the dragon as a bigger threat than each other. The dragon tilted its head back, and thrust it forward until it was level with the man; opening its mouth, it released flames, completely engulfing him. It walked forward as it did so, forcing the flames to become more and more concentrated on the man. The dragon was quite obviously angry at the man and sought to completely erase him from existence. After 10 seconds, the dragon's mouth was a mere feet or so away from the man. What happened next surprised pretty much everyone, including the two floating individuals.

The dragon's mouth snapped shut, though it was not of its own free will. It was forced closed by the man who took on a new form. He headbutted the dragon in the snout,, causing it to howl in pain due to the discomfort. "I have no idea who this is..." The cloaked man was confused at first, and then he concluded that she was responding to his previous question. However, what she said next dispelled that assumption. "But...I want him." Her expression was...disturbing. It was the expression a child would make when they see a toy they want at the store. However, on the woman it seemed more... menacing and frightening.

The man facing the dragon took the opportunity to run at the right foreleg of the dragon and punch it, causing the dragon to collapse on the ground. The man broke off one of the spines on said foreleg and thrust it into the dragon's head. Or at least...he would have, if the dragon didn't disappear in a puff of smoke. This wasn't the only strange thing to occur; everything around the man stopped as though time had been frozen. "What is this?" he simply stated. He heard a voice behind him state, "Don't worry about it."

Still enraged, the man's natural reaction was to turn around and leap forward while bringing both of his fists down to the ground where the voice came from, creating a small crater. Once the smoke cleared, there was nothing to be found under his fists. "What are you attacking, exactly?" He looked up to see a blonde woman accompanied by a cloaked man. He noticed the woman was carrying something. "Magic banana!" he shouted, which surprised the two now descending figures. Both of them landed in front of him and they looked at each other, then back at the man.

"I'm sorry, what?" the woman said. The man pointed to the apple in her hand. "Magic banana," he simply stated. The cloaked figure chuckled and thought, He isn't very bright, is he? The woman smiled and said, "No no, this is an apple. It's yellow like a banana, but it's an apple." The man tilted his head, and said, "One sec." A split second later, his body began to deform and become smaller. His red skin became a very pale white, and his claws disappeared while his hand morphed so that he once again had 5 fingers. When his face was finished changing as well, he spoke.

"Apologies, I suffer a loss of intelligence in that form. What is it you seek from me?" Seconds passed as the cloaked figure and the woman attempted to process the massive change in speech pattern of the man. Finally, the woman spoke. "Well, I'm the one that seeks something from you. I would like you to join me." The latter sentence was said with a wide, welcoming smile. The inevitable question came from the man. "Join you for what?"

"Oh you know, some destruction, some killing. It depends on my mood. Lately, things have been somewhat boring because the wars are one sided. But with you at my side, you can easily turn the tides of battles and make them so much more interesting." She suddenly began screaming, "We shall have all sorts of crazy fun! Think about all of the power! All of the control! All of the free chicken!" At the last sentence, her pupils for some reason became flaming pieces of fried chicken. She then concluded, "You shall assist me in my quest for chaos! All of it can be ours!" When she finished, thunder crackled in the background as she laughed maniacally.

After an awkward silence, she cleared her throat. "First though, I have a question: have you ever fought a samurai?" The man shook his head. "No, why?" The woman sighed and replied, "My last assistant left me. I don't take rejection well, so I would like you to kill him. I'd do it myself, but due to certain conditions, I'm forbidden from doing so. I don't even know what he looks like, so it would of course take a while for us to even find him. All I know is that he calls himself Izanagi these days."

Surprisingly, the man didn't take long to ponder the offer. "Fine, I'll join you. On the condition that I receive payment for it." The woman smiled. "Of course. That's no problem at all. So, what shall I call you?"

"Riordan is fine. You?"

"I'm Eris," she said with a smile.

Greek goddess of chaos. Oh my.
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Postby Olthar » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:43 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Olthar wrote:Twenty words each. *nods*

They must all have their own titles as well.

I have also decided to use that one shot I just posted as an asspull for where Izanagi went.

And those titles can't count for the twenty words because that would just be cheating.
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Postby Mavorpen » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:46 pm

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Mavorpen wrote:Well, this ended up longer than I expected. Giggity
Another sigh. What was it, the 6th one in only 3 minutes? The cloaked man rolled his eyes, grateful that the woman next to him could not see his face. She was definitely not the type of being you would want to upset or offend. Over 10 seconds passed before the woman finally broke the awkward silence between them. "This is boring... Ever since they breached the gate, it's been a completely one sided fight."

The cloaked man nodded. "Marlborough is a fantastic general. How many battles has be successfully won now? I believe it's eight at this point. And he's managed to do so with minimal casualties and in such timely manners." He wasn't necessarily talking to the woman, he was more or less thinking out loud. Suddenly a chill went up his spine as he felt a strong killing intent permeating through the air around him. He glanced at the woman, who was now sitting down and repeatedly tossing a glowing, golden apple into the air and catching it as it fell into her palm.

"Perhaps I should just kill them all..." she muttered in an icy cold voice. Her eyes, just as icy cold as her voice, peered down at the square of the town, where the bulk of the fighting was taking place. The man didn't say anything. He didn't even breath. The woman sighed. "That was a joke, you know. Gosh, do you people ever smile?" The man chuckled, though it was obviously forced.

"Apologies. It's just... I find your humor strange." The woman didn't reply, and she stopped tossing the apple. The apple morphed itself into a small plate coupled with a small teacup. A cloud formed below the plate the teacup was held on and rained tea down towards the ground. The "tea rain" however, disappeared after going only inches downwards and began filling the teacup, despite going the completely opposite direction from the cloud.

She took a sip and sighed. Suddenly, she released a burp. "Loud" would be an understatement to describe said burp. It echoed throughout the entire village. Every single soldier on both sides of the battle paused and looked around. The cloaked man and woman weren't worried about being seen. Though they were both floating right above the town, they weren't visible to the eyes of the moral men thanks to magic of the cloaked man. After a few seconds, the soldiers all shrugged simultaneously and continued hacking at each other.

The cloaked man attempted to, but to little avail stifle back laughter. The woman smiled and said, "Excuse me." She threw the tea cup and plate behind her, and upon landing, it caused a large explosion roughly the size of a block. The man looked her straight in the face and she began whistling. "Wasn't me..." He raised an eyebrow and she groaned. "Fine, it was me." A roar resonated through the air behind the two, and they heard screams of horror follow it. Only a second later, the two saw a large dragon enter the town square in front of them, tearing apart anything in sight.

The two individuals in the sky looked at each other, and the woman simply said, "Okay, that one was actually unintentional." Immediately every soldier paused and stared at the dragon whom was destroying buildings around the square and setting them on fire. The dragon also paused after a whole 30 seconds, stared back at the soldiers in the square, and growled. So what did the soldiers do? The vast majority of them dropped their weapons and ran, scattering out of the square and into the town. The dragon immediately chased after those soldiers, leaving the rest to continue their battle.

The cloaked facepalmed and shook his head, "These people are so stupid..." The woman nodded, and then exclaimed, "Oh, I know! An apple appeared in her hand and it morphed into a Phonograph that floated inches above her hand. The cloaked man simply said, "...What the fu-" before he was cut off by this. The woman smiled and shouted over the music, "It's funnier this way!"

And indeed, it was extremely hilarious to watch a bunch of men being chased around by a dragon in fast forward (courtesy of the woman's magic as well) as said music played in the background. It could only be heard by the two floating figures of course, which made it even that much more amusing. After a few minutes, it seemed as though the dragon became bored of the chase. It flew up into the air and released fire from its mouth, covering everything in the vicinity in flames.

Suddenly, a scream rang out. It echoed throughout the town, even reaching the square. The dragon then found itself being hit square in the face by a large piece of stone. It was disoriented for a few seconds, causing it to fly into the ground of the town square. It stood up almost immediately, shaking its head and reorienting itself. A man (let's go with this) entered the town square from the direction the large stone came from. "Fire...is bad."

The cloaked man muttered, "Who in the world is that?" The woman said nothing, only grinning slightly. The dragon roared, and most soldiers who remained in the square began scattering. They chose now of all times to finally view the dragon as a bigger threat than each other. The dragon tilted its head back, and thrust it forward until it was level with the man; opening its mouth, it released flames, completely engulfing him. It walked forward as it did so, forcing the flames to become more and more concentrated on the man. The dragon was quite obviously angry at the man and sought to completely erase him from existence. After 10 seconds, the dragon's mouth was a mere feet or so away from the man. What happened next surprised pretty much everyone, including the two floating individuals.

The dragon's mouth snapped shut, though it was not of its own free will. It was forced closed by the man who took on a new form. He headbutted the dragon in the snout,, causing it to howl in pain due to the discomfort. "I have no idea who this is..." The cloaked man was confused at first, and then he concluded that she was responding to his previous question. However, what she said next dispelled that assumption. "But...I want him." Her expression was...disturbing. It was the expression a child would make when they see a toy they want at the store. However, on the woman it seemed more... menacing and frightening.

The man facing the dragon took the opportunity to run at the right foreleg of the dragon and punch it, causing the dragon to collapse on the ground. The man broke off one of the spines on said foreleg and thrust it into the dragon's head. Or at least...he would have, if the dragon didn't disappear in a puff of smoke. This wasn't the only strange thing to occur; everything around the man stopped as though time had been frozen. "What is this?" he simply stated. He heard a voice behind him state, "Don't worry about it."

Still enraged, the man's natural reaction was to turn around and leap forward while bringing both of his fists down to the ground where the voice came from, creating a small crater. Once the smoke cleared, there was nothing to be found under his fists. "What are you attacking, exactly?" He looked up to see a blonde woman accompanied by a cloaked man. He noticed the woman was carrying something. "Magic banana!" he shouted, which surprised the two now descending figures. Both of them landed in front of him and they looked at each other, then back at the man.

"I'm sorry, what?" the woman said. The man pointed to the apple in her hand. "Magic banana," he simply stated. The cloaked figure chuckled and thought, He isn't very bright, is he? The woman smiled and said, "No no, this is an apple. It's yellow like a banana, but it's an apple." The man tilted his head, and said, "One sec." A split second later, his body began to deform and become smaller. His red skin became a very pale white, and his claws disappeared while his hand morphed so that he once again had 5 fingers. When his face was finished changing as well, he spoke.

"Apologies, I suffer a loss of intelligence in that form. What is it you seek from me?" Seconds passed as the cloaked figure and the woman attempted to process the massive change in speech pattern of the man. Finally, the woman spoke. "Well, I'm the one that seeks something from you. I would like you to join me." The latter sentence was said with a wide, welcoming smile. The inevitable question came from the man. "Join you for what?"

"Oh you know, some destruction, some killing. It depends on my mood. Lately, things have been somewhat boring because the wars are one sided. But with you at my side, you can easily turn the tides of battles and make them so much more interesting." She suddenly began screaming, "We shall have all sorts of crazy fun! Think about all of the power! All of the control! All of the free chicken!" At the last sentence, her pupils for some reason became flaming pieces of fried chicken. She then concluded, "You shall assist me in my quest for chaos! All of it can be ours!" When she finished, thunder crackled in the background as she laughed maniacally.

After an awkward silence, she cleared her throat. "First though, I have a question: have you ever fought a samurai?" The man shook his head. "No, why?" The woman sighed and replied, "My last assistant left me. I don't take rejection well, so I would like you to kill him. I'd do it myself, but due to certain conditions, I'm forbidden from doing so. I don't even know what he looks like, so it would of course take a while for us to even find him. All I know is that he calls himself Izanagi these days."

Surprisingly, the man didn't take long to ponder the offer. "Fine, I'll join you. On the condition that I receive payment for it." The woman smiled. "Of course. That's no problem at all. So, what shall I call you?"

"Riordan is fine. You?"

"I'm Eris," she said with a smile.

Greek goddess of chaos. Oh my.
That was enjoyably surreal.
I like the idea of linking images in the test of a story. Maybe I should have done that.

It has to be surreal, she's Eris. :p

Sometimes I link to images when I'm lazy, other times I sincerely believe that it's a waste of time to not use them.
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Postby Mavorpen » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:47 pm

Olthar wrote:
Mavorpen wrote:They must all have their own titles as well.

I have also decided to use that one shot I just posted as an asspull for where Izanagi went.

And those titles can't count for the twenty words because that would just be cheating.

Oh shit, you just closed a huge potential loophole. Nice job.
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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Postby Erinkita » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:50 pm

Olthar wrote:
Mavorpen wrote:They must all have their own titles as well.

I have also decided to use that one shot I just posted as an asspull for where Izanagi went.

And those titles can't count for the twenty words because that would just be cheating.

Nice catch. There's a future for you in contract law, kid. :p

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Erinkita wrote:Greek goddess of chaos. Oh my.
That was enjoyably surreal.
I like the idea of linking images in the test of a story. Maybe I should have done that.

It has to be surreal, she's Eris. :p

Sometimes I link to images when I'm lazy, other times I sincerely believe that it's a waste of time to not use them.

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Postby Mavorpen » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:52 pm

Erinkita wrote:In the spirit of doing now what I should have done then, Eridu in Sisitu's day and Eridu now.

Yes. Embrace the laziness. :p
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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Postby Olthar » Thu Mar 14, 2013 7:53 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Olthar wrote:And those titles can't count for the twenty words because that would just be cheating.

Oh shit, you just closed a huge potential loophole. Nice job.

*Bows*

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Olthar wrote:And those titles can't count for the twenty words because that would just be cheating.

Nice catch. There's a future for you in contract law, kid. :p

Contract law? Why do you hate me? D':
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I like the idea of speed being used to dodge. You shouldn't be able to dodge and attack at the same time though. I dunno. I have no idea how to design an RPG system.

I agree that speed can be used for dodge. I can probably add that in, as well as quickly getting from place to place if we need that in some challenges.
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Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I agree that speed can be used for dodge. I can probably add that in, as well as quickly getting from place to place if we need that in some challenges.

I certainly didn't underuse speed when I played as Kyoko.
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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Postby Erinkita » Thu Mar 14, 2013 8:02 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Erinkita wrote:In the spirit of doing now what I should have done then, Eridu in Sisitu's day and Eridu now.

Yes. Embrace the laziness. :p

It's so warm and comfortable...

The thing about Eridu being the first city in the world comes from local mythology, but it might actually be true. The Mesopotamian cities are generally agreed to be the earliest examples or urbanization, and Eridu is one of the oldest, possibly the oldest of them. Yeah, I did research for this character. Read like five Wikipedia pages. No big deal. 8)

Olthar wrote:
Erinkita wrote:Nice catch. There's a future for you in contract law, kid. :p

Contract law? Why do you hate me? D':

You ate my hamster.

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Erinkita wrote:I like the idea of speed being used to dodge. You shouldn't be able to dodge and attack at the same time though. I dunno. I have no idea how to design an RPG system.

I agree that speed can be used for dodge. I can probably add that in, as well as quickly getting from place to place if we need that in some challenges.

Alright, Azazel, what do you say we settle this with a foot race?
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Erinkita wrote:
Olthar wrote:Contract law? Why do you hate me? D':

You ate my hamster.

wat?
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Postby Mavorpen » Thu Mar 14, 2013 8:07 pm

Erinkita wrote:
Mavorpen wrote:Yes. Embrace the laziness. :p

It's so warm and comfortable...

The thing about Eridu being the first city in the world comes from local mythology, but it might actually be true. The Mesopotamian cities are generally agreed to be the earliest examples or urbanization, and Eridu is one of the oldest, possibly the oldest of them. Yeah, I did research for this character. Read like five Wikipedia pages. No big deal. 8)

Psh, the extent of my reading has been jumping from 15th to 19th century Japan, to Europe around roughly the same period in no coherent manner whatsoever.
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