|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:24 pm
Daniel sits, unconscious, in his chair. However, in his mind, he was learning about the curse mark. He was looking around his mind, when he noticed a small box hidden in the corner of his mind. Curious, he slowly opens it. However, as soon at it crack open, the top explodes off, flooding Daniel's body with power. He snaps back to consciousness, and falls to his hands and knees, screaming as his skin turns a pale gray, his eyes changed to pitch black with red pupils, and his hair grows, and becomes a bluish-white. He looks at himself in the full-length mirror, straightening himself. He stares at his hands. His fingers had elongated, and his nails had grown, and became sharp. The same happened with his canines. He opens his mouth, revealing a pitch black tongue inside. When he spoke, a raspy whisper-growl replaced his normal velveteen voice.
Daniel: How queer...
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:35 pm
* A shockwave pulses through Michael and his eye darts to the deck.*
"Astounding... In barely a day that boy has advanced to the third level of the curse mark."
*His look becomes more relaxed as he looks back on the water.*
"Perhaps he will be a sucess, after all."
*All other sounds dissaper and the fog begins to thicken even more. The light from the flairs grows faint.*
"Toss lines over to the Pearl, tell them to keep cpnnected and close to us."
*The crewman knodds and runs to the helm. Accompanied by another crewman, he tosses two lines over to the Pearl.*
"We're almost there..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:59 pm
Daniel fights his way back to the box in the corner of his mind, shoving it closed. Immediately, his exterior burns away, disappearing into smoke, and leaving Daniel standing there, struggling to stay conscious. After a few moments, he loses the battle, falling onto the deck.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 6:15 pm
*Keeping his eye on the fog, Michael summons two guards to him.*
"Go help the boy."
*Behind their masks, a look of confusion passes over the guards' faces before they realize he means Daniel. They bow and head below deck where they find him on the floor. The hoist him up and set him on his bed. The guards return above deck to their master.*
Guard:"Sir, the first mate was found knocked out, could we have an intruder onboard?"
"No, everything is fine. Back to your post."
Guard: "Yessir!"
*the guards bow and dissapear into the fog that has begun to roll onto the deck.*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 6:21 pm
After a bit, Daniel's eyes shoot open, and he jolts up in his bed, breathing in shallow gasps. As his breathing calms, he looks around, slowly remembering what had just happened. He spins his feet over to the side of the bed, scratching the curse mark, which had faded from blinding pain to mild throbbing, and finally to a severe itch. As he calmed the sensation, he makes note of where that box was in his mind, for later use.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 10:08 am
A small purple point appeared on the Pearl. It grew stronger and a female form slid from it. So this is the Pearl?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 2:25 pm
*Michael stands at the rail of the helm. His eye seems to drift in all directions, scanning the mist.*
"Stop the ship."
*The crewman at the helm seems to panic for a moment, struggling to make the ship stop. The Orochi it self, however, hears its captain's command and drifts to a stop. The mist around the two ship dissapears, revealing that the two ships are, seemingly, trapped in aring of whirlpools.*
"hm... a challenege."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 4:49 pm
Daniel walks abovedecks, once again regaining his apathetic demeanor. He eyes the whirlpools with a cold, indifferent eye.
Daniel: Any orders, sir?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 5:08 pm
*Michael's eyes slides over to Daniel.*
"Yes, hold on."
*Michael turns to a crewman.*
"Signal to the Pearl and sail into the whirpool, second from the left."
*Michael points towards the whirlpool as the bow, slowly tilts downward.*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 5:24 pm
Daniel: Yessir.
Daniel lets the black markings spread across his skin, and seemingly disappears. In actuality, he was running across the water's surface, fast enough so he didn't sink. He reaches the Pearl, and jumps the height of the wall, landing directly in front to Ranu. He snarls out the order, as if he'd be more comfortable giving it if he had his hands around Ranu's throat while he did so.
Daniel: Master Michael says to sail into the whirlpool, second from the left.
Without another word, he "disappears" again, running back to the Orochi.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 7:00 pm
Storm smiled, seeing the bit of magic being worked. She bowed in difference to Jaenelle.
"Hullo, girl. Pretty spell. However did you get your portal to become purple?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 11:54 am
Pearl
Carribean Sea
Cordoba
"How polite. Very well. Make your way towards the whirlpool. Second on the left. Don't look at me like I've just gone mad, I am proudly mad for 18 years, now. Now move." He waved away further protest, resting his hands on the guard rail. As he waited, He concentrated on Daniel a moment. The boy would probably feel a sudden burning sensation for a few moments as the male magically enriched his skin with salt, then removed it after a moment or two.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Keep Calm I am The Doctor
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 11:58 am
When you cast your magic, infuse yourself fully into it, rather than just enough to cast it. It will allow you to change whatever you like. That spell should have created just a cloud I dropped from, but I felt my purple clock far better effect, don't you?
The sword on her back dropped beside her as a male, arms crossed as he looked out to sea, Bull. You're just a hopeless poser.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 3:14 pm
Storm cocked her head, considereing it.
"Never heard magick explained quite that way before."
She smiled and bowed once more.
"Storm Callahian, at your service miss...?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 4:39 pm
Daniel felt the salt entering his body, and the mark on his neck begins to glow. The salt moves under his skin, forming a dagger from solid salt in his hand, which he throws at the ship. The dagger hits with enough force to rip off an entire 5-foot section of guardrail.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
