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 Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 11:54 pm
TOTAL: 15 blue, 15 black, BLUE DOOR.
Quote: gaia_star ANYONE WHO HAS UNSEALED THEIR WEAPON: Instantly blue door. You gain control of your weapon, and it responds to you. You walk through the blue door regardless, and realize the actions of your weapon and you are one. Through fighting with it, it has bonded with you. You walk through the door, two as one. Your weapon will now also speak to you in battle. You may now use a charged attack. This is basically a special version of your existing attack. Roll 8d4 to unleash it, and the damage you do is equal to your roll. You can only use it after successfully hitting a monster 3 times in succession. You CAN use this in the arena.
gaia_star IF YOU FOUGHT MORDRED: +5 black or blue door points (your choice). Your memories are jumbled related to Mordred. He appears to be both kind and terrible. You remember he was never on your side.
gaia_star IF YOU NOMINATED YOURSELF TO LANCELOT FOR GREAT KNIGHT: +5 blue door points. A memory unlocks. You have met Lancelot before. He is the one that inspired you to become a knight. This is a past knight memory.
gaia_star IF YOU WERE IN THE PRISON: +5 black door points. A memory unlocks. You realize you have been chained before. You feel pain, fear, and then nothing as your body twists into a weapon and you are sealed. This is a weapon memory.
gaia_star IF YOU WERE IN THE lake spirit tales. +5 blue door points. A memory unlocks. You remember that not all shadows are terrible, and some are simply here to help. You recall encountering one in the past, and talking peacefully with it. This is a knight memory.
gaia_star IF YOU ARE A BLACK/RED/GREEN KNIGHT: +5 black door points. A memory unlocks. You remember coming to this world as a shadow creature, having to fight others for space and land. You remember trying to find yourself, only to be swept in a terrible battle between the horsemen, Morgana, and of course Camelot. This is a weapon memory.
gaia_star IF YOU HAVE FIVE OR MORE SACRED CARDS: +5 blue door points. Your loyalty to serve burns strong. A memory unlocks. You remember training to one day become a knight. This is a knight memory.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 12:10 am
Unsealed
Chel hears nothing but a silence in her mind. It has never come to her whim, why should it now? It's a weapon, not a living thing.
But Chel notices her weapon is glowing now, and her eyes are wide. "What-"
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew. She knew there was more to her weapon than a sword, and as the vines crawl over the sword and obscure the eye gem in the center, she can't help but feel at least a little bit proud of her assertion. She was right about talking with the creature. She was right about the weapon being alive. Now she feels confident as she walks through the blue door.
< Pay attention, dear one. > He is a quiet weapon; it unsettles her. But he's kind and Chel remembers that. For some reason, Chel feels like he is smiling.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 12:17 am
A Means to Survival
"You pay?"
"Naturally."
She gave the man a look over. She knew nothing of the great knights and far less about the man named Lancelot. He was offering to pay; that was what mattered. Their food supply was running low- soon they'd have to kill again. Chel never liked having to kill. She'd much prefer to whore her body out. Quicker and more fun.
"Food?"
"Were you going to use your pay on a fancier hood?"
Chel had to admit, that had been her plan. She needed some time to confer with Chris, but it sounded like a solid deal. It wasn't so much inspired as it was convenience.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 12:21 am
Tainted
Chains were around his wrists. He feels nothing at all, because there was nothing to begin with. It's a deep seeded ball of rage and it isn't going away any time soon. He howls and shakes his leaves, his branches, pounds his feet (but soon they chain those away too).
The anger ebbs into a deep sadness. He knows his time is ending and that something new is going to begin. In a way he's almost happy- something new is being created.
He'd never thought to question creation like this before. He wonders if he caused it, in some way.
Then everything goes black. He no longer remains as he once was.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 10:14 am
Conversation
"No I swear it," Chel insisted.
"Bullshit."
"It talked to me!"
"Bullllshiiiiit."
"Man ******** you."
Chel knew what she'd taken part of. The monster had spoken with her, and for a split second there was a spark. A tiny, tiny flame ignited by something so contrary and different. This feeling burned her alive, this intellect that her suspicions weren't entirely contrived. That good could exist in evil, that not everything was so black and white.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 10:23 am
Survival
He remembers blood and sweat, but they're black, black as night. He's running and he doesn't remember how long he's been running. Everything is blurring into the horizon and he knows he doesn't have long. His legs will give out soon, so soon. There's only so long his lungs can fill with midnight.
Why is he running? What was he searching for?
"Onwards!"
A voice screams behind him and he knows he doesn't have time to stop. They've already taken the other two. He's all that's left of what was left. They're coming. They're always coming.
And he can't stop them.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 10:27 am
Survival
Chel has absolutely no clue how to use a weapon. She'd stolen their family's swordstaff but ******** if she knew how to use it.
"Hey ... let's fight," she said abruptly one day.
"What ...? Chel no."
"Yeah. I mean we're s**t at usin' this stuff. We only gonna get better if we fight someone."
"Yeah, but we'll get hurt."
Chel actually hadn't considered that. "Then ... let's find someone to hit."
"No." Immediately shut down. "We aren't hurting anyone unless we have to."
"Why are you so lame?"
"Why are you so eager to kill someone?"
It's a joke, but she genuinely doesn't know the answer.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2015 4:18 pm
Mordred
She isn't sure who he is.
She isn't sure who she is.
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