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Post by Lilium Kether on Apr 30, 2007 19:39:39 GMT -5
(I'd like to request.. that you don't skip my turn. Ever again. It's disrespectful, and metagaming, which in the general rp world, is illegal.) ....Escape.... As the cover of my tomb slid off, light poured in, and I could see. I responded to the breach of my safety and personal space by launching a lightning bolt through the small opening. Whoever was in lifting... had an unpleasant surprise attacking them at the speed of light in close quarters. That would make even God's greatest lieutenants tremble. For the lightning was black, and sucked the life, though only moderately, out of it's target like any other bolt. Not even five seconds later, with the granted light, I had trans-planar "stepped" into negative existence, then back into positive existence several meters away, behind them all. Facing the girl that was watching the male's backs. Unfortunate that they lacked the sense to see if there was any scripture on the tomb. It probably would have warned them of my presence. ("Who are you?! What do you want with me? Vile children... my death will only grant you eternal pain and suffering. I will be avenged seven fold!") |
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Post by Aiyon on Apr 30, 2007 20:32:28 GMT -5
It seemed that she had been right to be wary, though the blast of dark lightning was far more than she was expecting. It made her jump, fall back a step, and fire her gun, all at the same time. Which, unfortunately, threw her aim off. The round clipped the far end of the coffin before burying itself uselessly in the wall just beyond it. She shakes her head at the empty coffin and then looks concernedly at the guys. Since it had rattled her she hadn't seen if it had affected them or not.
"Hey, are you two o... kay...?"
Her voice trailed off as she gets a grasp on her magic sense again. It showed that the presence has moved, not where exactly, but it was close. The voice from behind her clues her in a little and she spins around quickly, her gun coming up again. The weapon isn't fired though, as she has realised something... she didn't know the words that had been spoken, but she had understood them. Wierd.
"... you attacked us first, you know. But who are we..? Who are *you* that you've been entombed here for god knows how long, and attack us without cause?"
Tas doesn't take her eyes off this thing before her. A woman... zombie... maybe a lich? She wasn't sure. How she would proceed would depend on if her two companions were okay after being zapped by that lightning, though any more unprovoked violence from this creature would result in her firing the rest of her current clip. Of that much she was sure.
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on May 1, 2007 11:43:42 GMT -5
"Ah, Shit." Tristan said, reeling back, dropping his blade. The bolt of black lightning had hit him in the head, but it was fueled by darker magics than what Raiden or Leon would have shot. As that, it did less damage to the Crusnik. "'The fuck was that?" He said, rubbing his forehead with his forearm, picking up Shireiutz. When the voice sounded, that wasn't Tas', the oldest of the group of investigators lit his fists up with mana, putting his sword on his back.
"As far as attacking us, I can understand. I nearly chopped my friends head off once for sneaking up on me. But really, who the hell are you?" He said, first to gun girl over here, then to the one who popped out of the tomb. He looked her over, the one speaking the odd language. How the hell she was even still alive down here, mana or not, Tristan didn't know. The only way he knew that someone could pull that off was cryo genetics, or if you were a vampire. And this one didn't smell like a vampire.
Tristan stood in a light stance, hands up close to a boxers stance. If he had to, he could hurl fire balls at the source of the final reading of mana. Lets just hope that it didn't come to that...ten feet under ground with a fuckin' stone roof over your head at least.
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on May 1, 2007 16:23:51 GMT -5
OoC:I honestly don't know if you have to take a class to do this and uh lilium whens your turn suppose to be?
"nug resal" Shadow said quickly as a laser gun materialized into his right hand he had it pointed right at the things head. "Hey it's not like we're grave robbers but there's three of us and only one of you there's no way you can win.
And as for pain and suffering I'v already been through that there's nothing I can't stand" Other then the fact that I still have so much I don't know about myself and that I can't really use magic. "So what's it going to be we kill you or we all put down our weapons and talk. Please be option B.
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Post by Lilium Kether on May 1, 2007 16:51:22 GMT -5
(Your or Tristan's post ends the round. I start a new round.)
....Decisions, Decisions....
("You couldn't kill me if you tried! Not with that archaic device. Go ahead and try, you'll find that I'm much more powerful than you realize. So really.. it's up to you children. Either put down your weapons, or fight a fight that could last for a very long time. And in the long run... I'll out live you all combined.")I laughed at them. Threatening me? They had no idea what they were dealing with. After all... being cursed like I am has it's definite benefits obviously. If an explosion in a shop right next to me couldn't kill me permanently, then what possibly could? One might wonder though, am I lying to you? It is true that I am physically unable to lie. The only language I speak is binding, and I can not speak falsities unless I wish to damn myself further. That is not on my agenda.Logically, they could have killed me right there, not after I had managed to do some seriously fatal damage to them. But how long would it be before I got back up again, completely intact? Was there even a way to permanently kill me? I don't even know..This is worse than Hell. Being unable to die in a morally distraught world that is dying, and becoming a hell itself. Yet amongst these billions of children, I will always be alone. None can relate to me, and none feel empathy for me.
("Of course I must thank you for freeing me from my prison. Now... to the task at hand... you have thirty two seconds to make a decision. Otherwise I leave.")And seal this tomb behind me.
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on May 1, 2007 19:19:12 GMT -5
OoC:when it comes to thirty two seconds then I guess my post makes these thirty two seconds count
"Well if that doesen't work eat," Shadow stopped "ok as long as I get to keep this" Shadow held the Emerald out "then we're good otherwise I'll make sure you die! now it's your choice"
OoC:The emerald is vital to Shadow's memory (tomb=tresure most of the time so I hope you don't mind the Emerald part)
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Post by Aiyon on May 1, 2007 19:39:47 GMT -5
Tas blinked a few times, looking a little offended. Since her attention was on this lich (she'd finally chosen one at random) she didn't know Shadow had summoned a laser gun, and assumed her pistol was the one being insulted. Her hand tightens on the grip as she keeps it aimed at the creature and her eyes narrow slightly.
Shadow's voice from behind her is hardly reassuring either. It sounded at first like he was going to trust her... but then he lay down a gauntlet. A basic rule, as Tas saw it, was to avoid taunting the newly risen possibly evil undead spellcasters (or anything else possibly powerful) who has just boasted about their might, be it factual or fictional. Ah well.
"My gun is hardly archaic, thank you very much. It's based on the latest version."
She sounds hurt, but her voice has an undercurrent of anger in it, as does the glare she's directing at the lich. At least she hadn't opened fire outright at the perceived slander, though the ego this thing had made it tempting... it was hard to beleive it. Three against one and they couldn't harm the glorified zombie, yeah right!
"Plus i'm still waiting for an answer... who, and what, are you?"
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on May 2, 2007 11:22:40 GMT -5
Tristan slid his foot back even more, entering a front leaning stance. He didn't speak, he simply stood toward the back. Tristan was twice...hell probably three times stronger than Shadow. He didn't know about Tas, but it was likely that the hunter was the strongest of the group. He also had a little bit of an upper hand...The arc angel like wings of the Crusnik. Should he decide to transform.
Igneus lept off his partners shoulder and transformed into his medium form. There was a loud bang that sounded from the transformation, but it did nothing but echo in the catacombs. You don't stand a chance against us, stand down. Igneus projected with his mind. He was beginning to be able to broadcast his thoughts to the world, not having to communicate through a psychic or Tristan.
Tristan remained silent, he wasn't going to say any thing further if things were going to break down into combat.
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Post by Lilium Kether on May 3, 2007 21:15:09 GMT -5
....I wish, I wish, I wish.... ("Honestly, I wish you could kill me. If I could die, I'd loved to have been dead long ago.") It was true. I would have really liked to be dead. So far I have only seen hostile responses thrown back and forth between the members of humanity in the recent most years. There is no chivalry, there is no turning the other cheek. How can they possibly say that the majority of the people are people that believe and follow the teachings of His Son. What a horrible world to live in. I've wanted to die... for millenia...
("All your weapons are Archaic. So uncivilized. The mere fact that you have weapons is disturbing, It paints a horrible mosaic of the world. Two thousand years go by, and you act as if He never lived. You vile hellspawn. You can't even call yourselves human.")What horrible people....("You don't even deserve to BE human..")Their threats and retorts made it obvious. Mankind has turned into Azazael's servants. Bowing before Lucifer himself to gain what temporary power they can. I wished I could have killed myself, or been killed in that explosion. I'm not even a part of mankind, and I feel sorry for them. I turned and walked away, the head of my staff facing them. With my free hand I removed the Book of Tempest, and opened it to page one hundred and thirty eight. The crystal of my staff began to glow a brilliant blue. ("Oh God of my Father, bring thy Wind and thy Rain to break them, and thy Thunder and thy Lightning to Smite them.")As I had said it, clouds had formed within the catacombs. Heavy rain fell without warning, and gale force winds blew in all directions. I walked through it unscathed as rocks and debris spun and flew in all directions. Lifting large rocks and small rocks into the air and slamming them against walls. Then the thunder arrived and ripped through the air with it's deafening crash in these close quarters. Lightning was arching everywhere. ("At the epicenter..")One with an acute sensitivity on energy would feel a huge energy spike at the center of the storm, situated near the group. Bolts began flashing from that point in all directions. Tearing through the air at lightspeed. I hope you villains die here, and remain undiscovered... |
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on May 4, 2007 10:02:45 GMT -5
Tristan's fists were put out by the instant rain. "What the fuck!? Ok, thats it lady, I'm taking you the fuck out." He said, charging his mana, blocking his face from the wind and rain with one hand, smashing rocks and debris away with his other. [I really hate these religious fucks.] He thought to himself. "Seoligna!" He shouted, pushing mana forth. A dark, blood red aura ignited around the hunters body.
"Shadow, Tas, get the hell outa here!" He boomed, walking toward the woman. His soul fire spell left him lightly exposed to the flying elements as they were powered by mana. Seoligna absorbed what ever mana is in the immediate area, especially that which it comes in contact with. He was, how ever, still being rained on, and with his slight elemental weakness to water, it was far from comfortable.
If they didn't move, he'd command them again, "NOW!" Igneus charged through the storm, the lightning having less of an effect since he had the ability of lightning breath. He clenched his wings to his body, lest they be damaged, and opened his maw when he came near the being. He made a snapping chomp aimed at the arm that would easily grab the staff and rip it from its owners hands.
As the dragon did that, Tristan was charging his mana again. If this zombie thing was using 'the power of god' that meant the peircings of one hundred darkness element arrows would inflict massive damage.
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on May 4, 2007 19:33:41 GMT -5
"Hey I don't even Know if I am human" Shadow took off his pendent the Cross. "This will put a stop to you bitch" Shadow said he knew two things would happen the rooms fire and holy mana would build because there was a such thing as Holy Fire (it's just blue). The cross didden't need to hit the target just the floor.
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Post by Aiyon on May 5, 2007 20:03:36 GMT -5
Tas gritted her teeth but refused to withdraw. This lich had to be stopped, and with Shadow already ignoring the demand to leave she felt justified in joining in... though she was only human right now. That was the first thing she had to change.
An elegant circle of yellow light appears around her, glowing especially brightly at six points of its arc. Her form grows insubstatial over a matter of seconds, and then the circle cracks and disappears from view. Where she had been now floated a large metal construct, looking somewhat like the torso and helmet of an oversized suit of armour. Armour for a man double the human norm. Easily noticable was a single glowing light where the face would be. The light shifts, looking around before focusing on the lich as the entire construct turns slightly. That light is this thing's eye.
Three more circles appear in the air and seconds later spit out a trio of rockets. One collides promptly with a wall that was too close and detonates, the small blast not doing much to said wall, while the other two go spiralling along the corridor towards Tristan and the Lich. All the combatants have to do to avoid getting hit by them is stand still, letting the rockets streak past them to go on along the corridor.
{Spells used: Shift and Seeker}
((OOC: sorry for the slight posting delay...))
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Post by Lilium Kether on May 6, 2007 13:47:48 GMT -5
....Wishing Unbirth.... A little winged creature lunged forth to attack me. But I had other ideas, weaving a Sand Serpent into existence to protect me as a familiar had to be done quickly. It's skeleton first appeared around my left arm, then the rest of it's body. With it's head cocked back, it struck forward to the creature's upper skull. I took two retreating steps back, only for two plumes of smoke to begin to come up on me quickly. The head of my staff Hraveslagr was pointed at one of the objects, and lightning arched to destroy it. With that done I back pedaled more, charging another barrage of Tempest bolts. ("As I said! Archaic instruments! You children make me laugh!") |
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on May 6, 2007 17:01:22 GMT -5
Shadow let the Elsydion absorb the lighting so it would turn to Chaos energy. The lighting was powerful enough to fully charge Shadow's Chaos power now to show a loser like this thing what The power of chaos could do. [glow=red,2,300]"CHAOS CONTROL! INSTANT COMBO!"[/glow] The scrade sword began to glow a bright green
Then first from the left Shadow unleash a quick attack then at the speed of light he was behind the thing. again with light speed it was two attacks then four from the front, eight from behind sixteen from behind, thirty-two, from the left, sixty four from the right, one hundred twenty eight from the left finished off the last of the Chaos energy he had but his Mana kept standing. "Check that out I think I sliced it to peaces but I used up all my Chaos energy!
OoC:beat that (Shadow CANNOT use this attack in this Thred EVER again though.)
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Post by Aiyon on May 6, 2007 20:32:38 GMT -5
Tas rotates slightly, lining up her strafe cannon with the Lich who was backing up a little down the corridor. That was just fine by her, as adding a little distance increased her chances of hitting... though the distance was still far too short for pinpoint accuracy. The cannon where her right hip used to be obediently chambers one of its two rounds in readiness and she braces herself against a spin from the kickback.
Then Shadow made his move, and she nearly put the cannon shell in his direction. While his attack certainly looked impressive she didn't want to be caught out if the lich survived it, so she switches to plan B. The strafe cannon was too risky now.
Three red rings appear above her in a concentric pattern, almost touching the ceiling. The ambient elements were shifting so she wasn't quite sure what her Effect spell would do, but if the lich was still alive... or undead... after Shadow's attack the spell would be ready for use.
{Spell used: Effect (charging)}
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