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by Giovenith » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:09 pm
by Germanic Templars » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:10 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:
"The blind rage is from a genetic disease. And I think I can. I mean, I did take 4 years of psychology in college, when i was mortal."
Naomi looked at Thriller. "Hello emperor," she whimpered. "Please... don't you start hitting me, too." Naomi shivered violently and nearly vomited . "I... Swith poured her fear into me so she would remain calm to fight. I... hurt so much."
by Dabfia » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:11 pm
Giovenith wrote:"I have the paint!" yelled Giovenith. "Everyone back away, now!" Once everything had, he took the paint and began to pour it all over the boy. "I take this paint to symbolize Creation and Change, the enemy you have made.
Hostis utriusque ordinem et chaos
Ipsum esse avaritiam, et vanam dereliquisti
Irremissibile peccatum
Ob quod, Ego suscipio dexteram meam depellas vos
Et vos nunquam oriuntur
Pro mundus est iustitia"
The dirt around the tied, stained, and shot boy began to break away and create glowing patterns and symbols in the ground. His body began to turn to smoke, and he released a very inhuman wail and struggled.
by Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:11 pm
Giovenith wrote:"I have the paint!" yelled Giovenith. "Everyone back away, now!" Once everything had, he took the paint and began to pour it all over the boy. "I take this paint to symbolize Creation and Change, the enemy you have made.
Hostis utriusque ordinem et chaos
Ipsum esse avaritiam, et vanam dereliquisti
Irremissibile peccatum
Ob quod, Ego suscipio dexteram meam depellas vos
Et vos nunquam oriuntur
Pro mundus est iustitia"
The dirt around the tied, stained, and shot boy began to break away and create glowing patterns and symbols in the ground. His body began to turn to smoke, and he released a very inhuman wail and struggled.
★ Madhouse ★
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Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by The New Velociraptor Empire » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:13 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"What problem? I was working on this all day. Care to tell me what is going on?" Arthur said taking off his top hat. "Everyone's a critic." Scarface said in a low deep voice.
Swith pushed off the wall, spun NVE around and showed him the boy that Bone's was torching. "That is a god-killer. It is the negative of the universe, in a way, and if it touches you, you will be no more. If it touches me, I will be no more. Gio is working on the Magic to banish it. Your trip to hell was a walk through daisies compared to that being over there." She let him go and started working on portal conjuration.
A small spray of silver droplets spread from her form and circled around her like electrons orbiting a nucleus.
by Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:15 pm
Germanic Templars wrote:Swith Witherward wrote:Naomi looked at Thriller. "Hello emperor," she whimpered. "Please... don't you start hitting me, too." Naomi shivered violently and nearly vomited . "I... Swith poured her fear into me so she would remain calm to fight. I... hurt so much."
"It's okay, I mean no harm, your safe, I only mean to protect you. You hurt? Where?"
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Monfrox » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:17 pm
Giovenith wrote:"I have the paint!" yelled Giovenith. "Everyone back away, now!" Once everything had, he took the paint and began to pour it all over the boy. "I take this paint to symbolize Creation and Change, the enemy you have made.
Hostis utriusque ordinem et chaos
Ipsum esse avaritiam, et vanam dereliquisti
Irremissibile peccatum
Ob quod, Ego suscipio dexteram meam depellas vos
Et vos nunquam oriuntur
Pro mundus est iustitia"
The dirt around the tied, stained, and shot boy began to break away and create glowing patterns and symbols in the ground. His body began to turn to smoke, and he released a very inhuman wail and struggled.
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:18 pm
by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:22 pm
Bone Fort wrote:Bones turned to look at Tsuyoi.
"Well, brave, brave Sir Robin has returned. Did you remember to change your pants after you left?"
by Germanic Templars » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:22 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:
"It's okay, I mean no harm, your safe, I only mean to protect you. You hurt? Where?"
The enemy of both order and chaos," Naomi whispered, her hands clamped onto Thrillers arm. "Itself, that the avarice, and thou hast forsaken the vain unforgivable sin. On account of that, I take my right to banish you and you will never arise... for the world is justice " She moaned and tried to curl up in his arms like a frightened child.
by Giovenith » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:23 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Giovenith wrote:"I have the paint!" yelled Giovenith. "Everyone back away, now!" Once everything had, he took the paint and began to pour it all over the boy. "I take this paint to symbolize Creation and Change, the enemy you have made.
Hostis utriusque ordinem et chaos
Ipsum esse avaritiam, et vanam dereliquisti
Irremissibile peccatum
Ob quod, Ego suscipio dexteram meam depellas vos
Et vos nunquam oriuntur
Pro mundus est iustitia"
The dirt around the tied, stained, and shot boy began to break away and create glowing patterns and symbols in the ground. His body began to turn to smoke, and he released a very inhuman wail and struggled.
Naomi screamed "RUN!", her eyes unfocused.
Swith stumbled back a few feet, shivering but completely fascinated, unable to look away.
by The BranRiech » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:24 pm
Germanic Templars wrote:
"Do you have any idea what she is talking about?" *He whispers*
by Bone Fort » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:26 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:i only left cause of monfrox,and you know im scared of her and i dont wanna be near her when she gets mad.
by Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:27 pm
Germanic Templars wrote:
"You talking about me? Anyway, you can rest now for you are safe."
*looks at Bran*
"Do you have any idea what she is talking about?" *He whispers*
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:29 pm
Giovenith wrote:Swith Witherward wrote:Naomi screamed "RUN!", her eyes unfocused.
Swith stumbled back a few feet, shivering but completely fascinated, unable to look away.
The symbols began to spin on the ground, growing brighter as they did.
"YOU!" he screamed, "I know you! I know you are not a destroyer! I can and will come back and-"
"You won't do anything such thing, or you will be destroyed. Maybe not by me, but the universe will take it's toll." This more or less came from Giovenith, and a seeming outside force. It wasn't just a threat; it was a declaration of law.
The light finally absorbed the boy, and exploded with a whoosh. Then he and everything else, was gone, all except the symbols on the ground, which slowly cooled down and became nothing more than pretty burnt patches on the ground.
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Dabfia » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:32 pm
by Giovenith » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:38 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Giovenith wrote:
The symbols began to spin on the ground, growing brighter as they did.
"YOU!" he screamed, "I know you! I know you are not a destroyer! I can and will come back and-"
"You won't do anything such thing, or you will be destroyed. Maybe not by me, but the universe will take it's toll." This more or less came from Giovenith, and a seeming outside force. It wasn't just a threat; it was a declaration of law.
The light finally absorbed the boy, and exploded with a whoosh. Then he and everything else, was gone, all except the symbols on the ground, which slowly cooled down and became nothing more than pretty burnt patches on the ground.
"Pearlelei?"
by Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:44 pm
Giovenith wrote:
OOC: Night Dab'.
Giovenith turned to Swith, wearing a new expression.
'What?" she answered, the tone clearly not her own.
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by The BranRiech » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:45 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:"Templar emperor," she moaned. "Songs sung to god, most high, songs sung to please or displease. This you understand. These verses not yours, but hold true. Many ways, all one truth. All are true. All bound. All uplifted. Praise or Place." Naomi let out a shuddering breath, her mind seeming to clear. "He named her Mama."
by Giovenith » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:48 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Giovenith wrote:
OOC: Night Dab'.
Giovenith turned to Swith, wearing a new expression.
'What?" she answered, the tone clearly not her own.
Swith's face broke into a wide smile. She absorbed all but one of the tiny silver balls that had been orbiting her. "Here," she handed the ball to Giovenith, wrapping the girl's fingers around it and letting whisper a poem that hadn't been heard in a very long time. "I always thought that was your best work."
by Germanic Templars » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:50 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:
"You talking about me? Anyway, you can rest now for you are safe."
*looks at Bran*
"Do you have any idea what she is talking about?" *He whispers*
"Templar emperor," she moaned. "Songs sung to god, most high, songs sung to please or displease. This you understand. These verses not yours, but hold true. Many ways, all one truth. All are true. All bound. All uplifted. Praise or Place." Naomi let out a shuddering breath, her mind seeming to clear. "He named her Mama."
edit: meh. NS forums giving me grief tonight with posting slowly.
by Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:53 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Swith Witherward wrote:"Templar emperor," she moaned. "Songs sung to god, most high, songs sung to please or displease. This you understand. These verses not yours, but hold true. Many ways, all one truth. All are true. All bound. All uplifted. Praise or Place." Naomi let out a shuddering breath, her mind seeming to clear. "He named her Mama."
"Naomi, I think he fell asleep . . . And I'm sorry for hitting you, very sorry."
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:54 pm
Giovenith wrote:Swith Witherward wrote:
Swith's face broke into a wide smile. She absorbed all but one of the tiny silver balls that had been orbiting her. "Here," she handed the ball to Giovenith, wrapping the girl's fingers around it and letting whisper a poem that hadn't been heard in a very long time. "I always thought that was your best work."
"Thank you..." The last bits of magic wind seemed to die down, and Giovenith's eyes went duller, back to their normal, mostly mortal expression. "Oh... hello Most High Swith. Is everyone okay now? I like it when we're safe..."
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