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 Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 11:24 pm
The Tower has finally been built. The large structure stands erect in the center of town. Four large walls of steel encompass the compound, each 15 feet high. As the Tower stands at 500 feet, it was obvious the construction of Hellainya's home was not taken likly.
The Tower's main gate would face the south, this was the only entrance into the the inner walls where the tower stood. The arch way was 20 feet tall and held two large double doors. Reinforced with runes and made of the strongest bramble wood from the Southern swamps. The security of Hellainya's fortress was second to none.
The silver tower beamed with the twilight from all the mirror polished glass and steel. The Tickle Tower was built to last and stand, long after many had seen the there final days on this earth. Though now that Hellainya had revealed herself and had taken her position as Mistress of this new Tower. She opened the gates and doors as a safe haven for all slaves to dwell.
A kind hearted women who only saught fellow ideals and company would await those who wished amusement within her tower of tickles. Traps would line many area's of the Tower itself. All designed to keep the Tower safe. Though among most of these, it was designed as a challange to all.
For whoever could reach Hellainya, was fabled to win a prize of ones own dreams. So good luck to all who seek Hellainya in the Tower's walls. As many will try and fall victum to the tower. Many in the end, would just laugh.
[Alright, this RP is open now. Keep in mind that Magic, psyonic's, and the like are weakened in the tower due to the protective runes. As for the Tower itself. Hellainya is within the tower wondering about. To whoever can find her, good luck and please enjoy. All new idea's welcome. Just keep in mind I would like to see paragraph role play. Thanks]
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 3:32 pm
Alex had helped in the creation of the tower it was extremely difficult and irritating no thanks to certain higher ups. As Alex had wondered the halls he pondered the words and gossip of everyone around him about what was to be expected if he were to, on his own, reach Hellianya. though it ment getting through all the challenges, maybe he'd try. Of course he was only human, just normal 100% human. Alex had a lot of skills beyond his seemingly weak human exterior. But, If he weren't so nervous about the down fall of losing to every challenge, Alex would take them without a second thought.
As he walked the halls, he wore his usual black pants and jacket. Yes, he seemed to be rebelling as slaves were to wear some type of cloth, Alex really fought to keep his own clothes. He was hopping that maybe he can get away with it.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 9:50 pm
"I think we're lost again..." Leona said, looking up at her older brother, "Why can't you just ask for directions like a normal person?!"
She put her hands on her lean hips and gave a distinct sigh.
"It's because we're not normal people..." Mark answered in a huff, "Being shapeshifters, we have instincts... and dammit, I know exactly where we are!"
He looked around, putting his hands in his jeans.
He gave a sigh.
He had heard about the rewards that this castle held, though he wasn't sure about any of the dangers that lay ahead.
With his messy brown hair, and athletic build, Mark felt like he was ready for anything that came his way... and he'd protect Leona from them as well.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 7:35 pm
Brooke padded softly through the back ways and by streets of town, looking around at the people that passed him. He had no idea where he was, but he DID know that there was a safe haven for him to stay at somewhere. A shopkeeper man told him that there was a large, tower that held people with no place to stay, but he said it with a small glint in his eye. But Brooke disregarded it as nothing as he left. Walking up to the enormous tower, he gave a shy knock on the great wooden gates, not sure what else to do.
With every reverberating knock, the vibrations coursed through his body, him down to the toes. The vibrations gave his toes infinitesimal spasms as the feeling lightly tickled his toes. They wiggled around in the openings of his sandals as he waited for something to happen, his scarf flapping in the gentle breeze.
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