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GuardianOni Shaman          Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| **looks around.**
Ok, so when is the shooting going to start? |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| Hmmm... I think that there is not yet enough information to solve this... So, I'll decide the fair way.
**Counts survivors** 12... **Rolls D12** Guar- ... damnit ... That's not right **Rolls again** There... Fennicy, sorry the dice rolled you. My vote is For you Fennicy. ((Edit: Sadly that is what I really rolled. My dice suck)) (Last edited by GuardianOni on 07-02-07 06:05 AM) |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| **ready holy symbol of Pelor** I can and will turn undead. ((D&D Stuff.)) | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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This is so me and my brother. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| I know now... And am willing to put myself out there in the line of fire.
**Points finger dramatically** KYOKU KUN!!! You are of the dreaded Mafia. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| **Hides large sword in layout.**
Ummm... yeah... Kyoku kun... yeah... You saw him last, because you were killing him. MAFIA!!!!!!!!!!! Everyone you have to believe me. Kyoku Kun did it, i know it now. ...And knew it before... 
**Gets on soap-box** Listen to me! Vote Kyoku Kun. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| **Shifts feet, causing soap box to creak**
There is enough circumstantial evidence. everything fits too neatly. And I don't speak just gibberish. You were the last one to see the last victim alive. And where were you last time someone died? no one saw you. And you wait until there is a vote already going and jump on the band wagon, making sure you stay safe. **Soap box breaks, but arm stays pointing** ... my arm is cramping... |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| ** still pointing** ...Arm cramp...
...A little help... please? |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| Put the stick down. I've been here the whole time... watching...
... Ok i fell asleep. Anyways I need to speak with Whiterose about something. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| **Painfully pulls down arm with an audible "pop" ** Ouch... I still say kyoku kun.
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| I have crazy cool powers?
Sweet. Well Whitrose, bring your podium, we have some judging to do. I think it takes little for me to remind you of who I point the finger at. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| Kaen stood in front of the new game pressing buttons with expert timing, the character on screen jumping, dogging, and fighting the mass of monsters. He loved video games, and had been at this new machine since the school bell let class out.
The red spiky hair on his head, was swept back. And he stood over a head taller than most Japanese people. And despite spending most of his time in the arcade his skin was rather tan. Beating the level he was on the game went into a move mode. Having died before in a higher level Kaen had seen this one before, and took a moment to look around the room. Grey eyes looking to the door where his new bosses just left from. He considered what had to be done and sighed. Kaen's attention went back to the game as the movie came to an end. And the monsters started to swarm again. And he thought to him self. "The good guy has to do hard work. But it is up to us to do it." (Last edited by GuardianOni on 07-23-07 08:59 PM) |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| I told you.
I knew it. Muah ha ha ha! Sorry Kyoku, I liked you... Now to make sure nothing more happens. **Wires the door the the notes keep getting nailed to to go big boom** |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| Kaen Jumps up and down shouting in the arcade "YAHOO!!"
He had just passed the last Level in the new action game. And only put in a hand full of coins. Feeling good about his self he looks around seeing the other new game being taken up by a group of girls, and a cat. They were all talking, and the two playing the game were not that good. He sighed, but feeling good that he beat the new game so quickly he decides to wait until one dies then take the spot. Walking up to the group he puts a coin on the machine showing he was waiting, and moves off to the side so as not to disturb them. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| **looks at the door he rigged to go off.** Nuts...
Ummm... yeah, Let me disarm this before I blow up the wrong person... Uh as for my vote... **Rolls dice** Nuts... |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| **Ignores dice**
Insectduel. Sorry man, but you put yourself out there. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| ((Ok... I know this is an old thread, but I've been going over it and the long coming next part is finally here.))
The trap is sprung. The prey is scared. The hunters are moving in. ---------------------------------------------------- "Lets get out of here." Said Pockets. An idea echoed by Tom's thudding heart, and suddenly tight throat. Tom turned to head back but before he could take a step Pocket's hand grabs his shoulder. Looking back to Pockets he finds his friend starring behind him. Turning he looks past the point where they found Lore, to the next turn. And around the bend ten yards away was something, big. Tom's mind reeled. Tom's brain seemed to be working to classify the thing. About eight feet tall, it was standing upright on two legs and a head was sitting upon it's shoulder with two glittering eyes. But nothing else was human about it. In place of a mouth was a four foot long tube that moved like a tongue tasting the air in front of it's naked, putrid yellow body. As it steps forward Tom barely takes in that it's leg moved too much like it has two or more extra joints. But Tom was more concerned with the claws. The two arms overly long, like an ape's, but slender. Ending in large hands with many fingers. Each ending in a foot long claw. It starts to take another step, and Tom's mind snaps into place. "RUN!" And the two took off. Full sprint, back the way they had came. The sounds of the creature behind them. Chasing them. The were closing on the end of maze 4. The closest exit was there. Getting to the foot of the stairs that exited maze 4 Tom stopped. There was another creature. Looking like a cross between a rat, and a harpy it stooped in the doorway at the top of the stairs. Looking down at them, a taloned claw gripping each or the hand rails it crouched back to jump. Tom Dove for the wall on the right of the stairs. A hidden door there giving way under his mass. Beyond the door Tom spins just in time to let pocket through. Closing the door he throws the latch in place. A loud thump a heartbeat later, and Tom knew that the thing had landed. Backing away from the door Tom Looked around. He knew where they were. This was a space between his maze and maze 4. Looking down a dark tunnel he knew that the nearest exit was to the and hall at the end of his maze. And the tunnel in front of him was the quickest way there. "This way."" Tom says breathlessly. And again starts to sprint. All the aches and pains forgotten from mere moments earlier. The two hurtle down the tunnel. Another hidden door and they were flying down the ramp. Tom knew he black curtain was fallowed by a small platform with a steel guard rail directly across from the exit, with the steps on the right. A little ahead of Pockets Tom throws up his arms across his face to push away the curtain, and two breaking steps to slow his self for the sharp turn. But the curtain didn't give. Instead Tom ran into what felt like stone. There was a crunching noise, and a loud "Ufff!" And pockets unable to stop his self in time slammed into Tom's backpack, sending his self sprawling onto the end of the ramp. Tom had protected his head against most of the blow, but no expecting the wall there Tom hit the wall with the crown of his head. Lights exploded in front of him. Blinding him for what may have been moments, or what may have be ages. But the next few blinks of his eyes brought the pain, and the return to the present. Looking stunned and scared Pockets asks from the floor. "Tom, what- " But a noise of rending wood from somewhere past the hidden door at the top of the ramp cut him off. And they were running again. Up the ramp, past the butcher shop, past the cage and around the corner they flew. And stopped again. They were at the end of the strobe hallway looking down the way the guests would come. And there instep of a guest was something that looking like a giant millipede, with six foot long feelers stretched out in front of it. Two lobster like claws waves from behind it's head snapping at the air. Tom took a step toward it, and sidestepped into another hidden door. Holding it open for pockets Tom quickly closed it. There were in another of the 'in between places.' this one taken up by a large circular pillar that Tom knew to have an elevator "There is an elevator over here." Tom panted. Moving around to the far side they found the doors closed. Pockets jabbed at the call button. Tom suddenly becoming aware of the blood flowing from the top of his forehead. The stood next to the elevator listening hard. There was movement just beyond the wall off to there left. A snarl from somewhere else. And then a yell and a scream. Tom's eyes met Pocket's someone else was here. And they had encountered the creatures too. The sound of the elevator door opening made them jump and look around. And Tom had felt he hit the wall again. Before them was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Long raven black hair framed he perfect face. Her alabaster skin seemed to shimmer as she stepped forward. Her lavender eyes drawing them in deeper. But as she reached for them Tom blinked and stepped back. There was something... Tom barely felt the prick on his neck. She had only touched him there. For a moment Tom stood there swaying. Dimly aware that Pockets had fell to the floor. Tom looked down. He wanted to help his friend. But his legs didn't seem to want to move. Blinking he looks back up. The woman had a small frown on her perfect face and flapped her leather wings in an agitated manor. Tom fell to his knees. Still looking up at her he tried to say something but suddenly his mind was blank. Leaning down she again pricked his neck. This time he felt the poison enter into him. And the darkness engulfed him. ---------------------------------------- Flakey sat half in her car. "Where the fuck are they?" She moaned. "I don't know, but I'm worried." Samara said looking to Pocket's car. "I'm too tired. Let's go. Tom can get a ride from Pockets." "But why-" Samara began, but cut by the ringing of Flakey's phone. He opens it looks at the screen, then presses the talk button. "Pockets?" "Yeah, I'm giving the big one a ride later." A voice said over the cellphone. Muffled by static, and barely audible. "We got caught-up." "huh, wait, what?" But the phone hung up. Looking up at Samara Flakey says "Tom and pockets are up to something. Pockets says he is giving Tom a ride home." Samara shrugged. "Eh, they are big boys." She said, feeling exhausted her self she leaned back in the passenger seat. The two drive away, leaving Pocket's red sedan alone but for a few other cars. -------------------------------------------------------- Prey has been caught. Games to be set. Blood to be spilled. (Last edited by GuardianOni on 08-11-07 06:20 AM) |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| Changed the ending a little bit. I think this way is better, and doesn't insult anyone. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| Ok, this is a story, maybe a set of stories, set in Forgotten Realms. I'm not sure on places, and their locations, so it's kind of a shot in the dark with that. Other than that, I hope you enjoy.
--------------------------------------------------------------- Shriaun, first daughter of house Torduis, first house of Eryndlyn was confident. While she knew that she had to keep an eye on her rivals, and assassins. But that is the way of life for the Drow. In their blood. But, Shriaun Torduis was as secure as any Drow was in her position. First in the most powerful house in the great city of Eryndlyn. High priestess to Loth, Queen of spiders. And a skilled warrior in her own right. Oh there was the occasional rival that sought to usurp her, but she dealt with them harshly. Death sometimes was a good way, but it was by far not the worst she could do. With all these accolades to her name. As strong as she was. As skilled a cleric, or fighter. All it did now was fuel the fire of her rage. Standing in a wide open clearing her raiding party around her, either looking to defend her or be defended by her from the surrounding force that had ambushed them. Moments ago she saw her nemesis. That hateful human that seems to find joy in thwarting her, and paining her at every turn. He was simply standing in the trees looking like he was gathering berries. She knew it was too good to be true, but couldn't pass up the opportunity she sent a few males in either direction to flush out this type of ambush. But she sent them too far around. The ambushers had cleverly disguised themselves as shrubs, parts of trees, and fallen leaves. Before she or anyone else could react they were on them, and half their number was dead. And a few others bound. The few remaining held their hand crossbows at the ready, but the ambushers seemed to meld back into the forest, reappearing at random. Except for him. He simply stood there, his swords not even drawn. "Thought you could raid again?" He asked in his deep voice. "I'll admit our last meeting did hurt us. But we Harpers have a knack for pulling together." For a fleeting moment Shriaun smiled. The memory of her last encounter was a full scale battle not to far away from this spot. They battled over an artifact in the ruins of a wizard's tower. Many harpers fell that day, and she gained more than the sought prize. But the moment, and the memory passed. And her smile turned into a leer "Yes, Remmi Shadowborn." She said using the name gotten from a captured Harper agent. "I had hoped that you would be too torn up about loosing so many. I know how much your pitiful heart must ache." "No you don't" The human says simply. No bravado, no hit of argument. A simple statement of fact. "Oh? So you don't suffer for their loss?" "I didn't say that." He says with a shake of his head. "You just don't know." "Don't know what?" She asked quickly. "If you have to ask the question, you would not understand. And for that, I pity you." Maybe it was the way he spoke, calm and knowingly. Or maybe it was that he said he Pitied her. But she felt nothing more than the simple desire to kill this man. Her right hand grasped the handle of her saber. And as it flashed out of the sheath their was the strum of hand crossbows. A hail of deadly darts streaked out to the human. Remmi's hands drew the blades on either hip. The blades blurred up and across as he stepped to the side deflecting most of the poisoned bolts, and dodging the rest. Streaking behind the bolts Shriaun ran at the Harper in front of her bent of nothing short of death. Her saber flashed up for a cut, a feint left then stab at his left thigh. All of these he parried with his left sword. The one in his right hand swept down toward the side of her head. Ducking she tumbled back springing off her free left hand an instant before one of his blades stabbed into the space she was. Despite his size he was fast. And the instant she regained her feet he was on her. Swinging his right sword across, aiming for her head. Gripping the back of the saber with her left hand she blocked his blade. And was sent flying by the force of the strike. Hitting the ground ten feet away Shriaun rolled on her shoulder, ending up in a crouching position. drawing her whip in her offhand she sent the coil of black leather at the human. Purple lighting dancing down it's length. With a spinning sway Remmi danced out of the way of the magical whip. And as she pulled the whip back for a new attack he moved forward. Both swords low he charged trusting at her chest. Standing she deflected the swords past her with her saber. Stepping forward his momentum carried him past her she was behind him. Brining the saber up she turned and cut downward at his exposed neck. But his left handed sword blocked the blow in a blind hanging parry. Shriaun sensed him readying for a turn, and leaped back as he spun around with his right hand sword leading the way. Flinging herself away she brought the whip around snapping it for his legs. But this time he pulled his sword down and actually parred the whip. Brining it around she cracked it at him again, forcing him to back up a few paces. That brief moment was all she needed to take a quick look around the clearing. Of the dozen or so that had remained from the original ambush only three remained. And one of them was already muttering a spell to teliport himself away. The battle was lost and she knew it. Cracking her magical whip again she held Remmi at bay. Muttering words of power she invoked a spell. A magic circle appeared around her, surrounding her in a faint wall of light. Remmi looked at the magic circle, tapping it experimentally with his sword. Finding it as solid as stone he looked at Shriaun. "Something wrong? Why don't you step back outside so we can continue our dance?" He says gesturing with his swords. Shriaun Simply ignored him, and started to chant the words that would take her away. Remmi slid his blades away. "Alright Drow, run. Leave here. But as you do leave with a little bit of knowledge, along with this waisted effort. When you arrive home realize I know something you don't know. And in my heart I weep for you too." Shriaun completed the last words of the spell. And in a rush of color and wind she was pulled away from that place. ---------------------------------------------------- To be continued... ---------------------------------------------------- OK so it'll be a group of stories. Maybe. Only if I get positive feedback. Tell me what you think. (Last edited by GuardianOni on 08-27-07 04:36 AM) |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5638 days Last activity: 5097 days |
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| Can we get a head count of who is dead or alive? The one on the first page is not up to date. |
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