Yuki looked toward the others as they spoke over the numbers that Shun had found, listening but unsure of any suggestions himself. He wouldn't have been able to think straight if he wanted to. All that kept running through his head were images of what might await come his execution. Would death at least be quick to offer some form of mercy?
Maybe he should just reveal that he was one plagued so that his cell mates would just get it over with for him.
But he didn't say anything to any of them, and just began to pace the cell like an anxious animal.
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My character's name: Yuki Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Reference here; without pointed ears. Rank of character Knight Sacred Points obtained: 22/100
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:56 pm
Damien is chained up in Room 9- Your room seems a little breezy and you hear snippets of conversation. Something about "The execution date for the prisoners"
Damien took the piece of hay in haste and stuck it between his teeth."haha, i don't have the days of misspent youth to know how to do that." he sourly bit out. The hay scattered around the floor and he was feeling weary of the whole situation.
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My character's name: Damien Gavenkrantz Character's journal link:Event Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Hair tied back with a few locks hanging in the front, simple tunic in his knights color, leggings and boots, and a feather in his jaunty angled hat. (Avatar holds an excellent example)
He's a male with a chip on his shoulder, a bit closed off but likes to stay focused on the goal at hand. Rank of characterKnight (1Dcool Sacred Weapon: Naginata (Black lacquered wood and gold) Sacred Points obtained: 17/100
Noemi was too stubborn to leave her spot by the bars, it was the closest she'd be to Milo, or any others that wished to pass anything on.
"After we escape yes, we should find Evan, he can make us a nice snack. And we can build flower crowns again, or...or something normal." Noemi sighed, as if talking about normal things made the situation better.
"Is there nothing to pick locks with in our cells?" This was mostly directed at Milo....
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My character's name: Noemi Hurley Character's journal link:[ HERE ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Noemi is Naive and quiet girl. Red curly hair with winged cuffs and fullbody armor. She follows a certain young knight to keep him out of trouble. Promised and engaged to the love of her life, Milo Hale. From the same villiage as Shu and Evan, both being very important to Noemi. Rank of character Knight Apprentice
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Amasis rolled 1 12-sided dice:
12Total: 12 (1-12)
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 3:17 pm
[Arrakis is in Room 12]
He felt the grit in his eyes and the pounding in his head first thing, as well as a reawakening of some older bumps and bruises. Groaning, he opened his eyes and sat up. Looking around at the several other people in the cell with him, he pressed his lips together in a firm white line. Well, on the one hand, he hadn't been the only one to not make it away, but then again... he hadn't been the only one to not make it away.
"Everyone alright?" Alright was a relative term, of course, but... it was worth asking.
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My character's name: Arrakis Dismth Character's journal link: [xXx] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arrakis is tall and built as if still growing into his body, with long arms and legs and shoulders that will broaden eventually. His long auburn hair is almost always worn back in a braid to keep it well out of his way. An active individual, he prefers to spend most of his time doing things that keep him moving (such as sword drills) and the tan lines on his olive skin show his love of being outside. Rank of character 1d6
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 12-sided dice:
10Total: 10 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 4:20 pm
[Barth is in Room 10]
When he woke, it was on a very dingy and wet floor, with a handful of other sorry fellows. And bugs.
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My character's name: Barth Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark-haired, dark-eyed man with a meticulous goatee and shoulder-length hair. Rank of character Apprentice Knight
She hadn't argued, not at first. They had their reasons for putting them all down here. It had made sense. Or she'd told herself it had. And now? Sherry sighed. She had no idea what they would be doing now.
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My character's name: Sherry Greyson Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A youngish (early 20s) girl with darkish blonde hair and light brown eyes. She keeps her hair long but mostly pulled back. She uses a rapier. Look a ref Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 5:07 pm
Cell 12
His overwhelming joy at seeing her alive and well and in the same cell as him was clearly evident on his face, all else forgotten as she moved to kneel in front of him with her hands on either side of his face. He remembered her, and, it seemed, she remembered him as well! He leaned into that touch, hands coming up to close around either of her wrists as his eyes closed and he let out a deep breath.
"It is of no matter now. Whatever we have forgotten, fate allowed me to find you again, and our love was so strong that even bound memories have been broken to bring us together once more. Though, you know, I would not have given up on you so easily had it not been so." His eyes opened, and for a moment, he actually smirked, before leaning in to press his lips against hers, hands sliding off of her wrists and down to her waist. He didn't care who might be watching, or who might see, or how she might react. He was just too overjoyed to stop himself!
Pulling away again, her question made his expression fall, his eyebrows furrowing. "Ah yes that. Well. I was hoping nobody would hear." But it was Na'ima, and she was allowed to know everything, so it did not really matter. "But." His voice fell to hushed tones, and he leaned in closer to her, beard brushing against her face as he murmured in her ear, as quiet as he could be.
"If she is the one who will free us of this prison, and save us from execution, than she is the one I will follow. I am of the red order, after all, and she is, or was, our great knight." He pulled away just enough to look into her eyes, imploringly, searching for some kind of approval.
"Also I am tired of the secrets, of not knowing, of all the unsurety. We are here because Galahad does not trust us, but how can trust be broken if we were never allowed to know anything to begin with? Even our memories, torn from us, the moment we pledged ourselves to fighting the darkness. I see now that it is not right."
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[b]My character's name:[/b] Wrath (Rathsvith is full name but does not go by this ever) [b]Character's journal link:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688757]here![/url] [b]BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER:[/b] Long dark hair often pulled partially or fully back, dark beard, dark tanned skin, brown eyes, very tall and very muscular (think viking like) [url=http://a2.cdn.gaiaonline.com/dress-up/avatar/ava/27/68/252069e86827_flip.png?t=1430879942_6.00_01] avvy ref![/url] [b]Rank of character[/b]Knight
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 5:34 pm
[CELL #3]
"You look quite unkempt," she blinked and said to Uru. Hollandaise's own hands went up to her hair, carefully tucking strands of it up into a braided crown. There was a female knight, but the way she kept looking up and then down and then up at Uru was confusing. She seemed very hesitant for a knight. None of them were people she'd met before. Hollandaise hugged her arms around herself until a note was mentioned.
She rather liked books.
"Oh, may I see the note?" And she walked over, feet slipping a little in the water. Unfortunately, on the way she kicked a man rather sharply in the shin. "Oh. You 're the clumsy one from the Tower!" Hollandaise hummed for a second. "Did you fix it?"
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My character's name: Hollandaise Character's journal link:Chapter journal | Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A small but curvy girl, Hollandaise has tanned skin and brown hair shorn off in a long bob. Her eyes are golden-brown and freckles are sprinkled across her face. As a knight, she upholds the rules of knighthood rigorously. Know your place. Rank of character Knight
Koray blinked. "Dunno looks like writing...maybe a code? Like he said." Koray nodded at Ollie. Then hearing the others called out. "HEY ANYBODY IN HERE KNOW SECRET CODES? I THINK WE GOT SOMETHING THAT COULD HELP BUT I CAN'T READ IT...."
He looked at the two other males. "Hi...name's Koray."
EVERYONE UP IN HERE
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and be blue
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My character's name: Koray Karga Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Koray is tall, lanky with long dark blue hair. Eyes are mismatched now. Left is a deep azure blue, right is a murky blue gray. The right side of his face is covered with a wide banded eye patch due to blinding wounds sustained during his flight to safety. He usually can be found in a Violet tunic and dark breeches. Dark knee high riding boots. Usually has his hair up in a puffy ponytail to avoid it in his way. Ivory skin tone. Around his neck on a leather cord is a coiled up snake ready to strike. Rank of character apprentice-knight. Sacred Points obtained: 20/100
HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO
QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 5:49 pm
Room 3
One of the other knights housed in the same dungeon began to speak up to the others, offering bits of advice and other suggestions about what they could do. Personally, Wilson was at a loss about why there were notes and riddles scattered about the rooms, but he could only guess that someone outside of the dungeons wanted to free the knights for one reason or another. As to who or why, he had not a clue. He merely crossed his own arms and joined the relative silence. The other man was correct; they had very little to offer to the other dungeons unless they came up with an idea to answer the few grids that were spread out amongst the scattered group.
It was difficult to see who else was with him in the dungeon, but considering he did not recognize any of their voices very well he supposed he would just have to drop the idea. He suddenly stumbled forward when someone decided to kick him in the shin. “Woa—Oh! Um.” Wilson perked up a bit when the female voice was semi-familiar. Perhaps she could see the bright flush spreading across his face and neck at the mention of the Tower. “That! That was, um, let’s maybe just forget about that?” he answered meekly while he leaned forward and tried to rub the pain away from his shin. “If you’re referring to the leak, I don’t think we found anything to plug it up with.”
He frowned. “To be honest, I would like to know what exactly our note means. A tiny dot would be…?”
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My character's name: Wilson Hopkins Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERlink; somewhat tall and a bit on the scrawny side, but has muscle where it counts. Black hair that tapers, the ends cling to his neck and barely brush his shoulders. Red-brown eyes and a pleasant smile. Rank of character 1d8
Chris's approach to escape wasn't particularly sneaky. In fact, it was more like him angrily storming the guarded hallway, viciously struggling as he was pushed back down.
How in the hell where they the corrupt ones? Everyone in these dungeons now had been working their asses off to keep camelot safe and run petty errands. What were four Great Knights going to do against an entire siege except die?
All of Camelot was going to crumble because they were being ruled by idiots.
Something hit his head with a sharp pain and he blacked out immediately. When he woke back up he was still in the dungeons, staring at the maddeningly plain and dirty walls.
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 5:57 pm
Pokerus is in Room 1
"Nice to meet you both." Poke nodded to them both. "I'm Pokerus by the way."
She herself didn't really understand any secret codes or locks or keys, and just sighed. If it involved fighting the guards then she'd have a much better chance. Unless she got knocked out again.
"Is anyone still wearing armor? Or has many metal of some kind?" She asked, overhearing the question of flint.
"You could always try scraping it across the ground, see if it makes a spark".
Or destroys your ears
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My character's name: Pokerus Character's journal link: Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A girl with with shirt under a brown vest, brown gloves, dark leggings and a pair of boots. Has long brown hair and brown eyes Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
Shun squinted at the grid some more. It was taking him awhile.
"I think there is some sort of pattern to the numbers on this grid..."
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this except wielding twin katar. Rank of character knight Sacred Points obtained: ??/100
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 6:20 pm
[ kostya - room 6 ]
Trying times called for desperate measures, even if it did mean working with those that opposed power in its truest for. Kostya nudged two almost-familiar faces-- even if one was openly hostile-- and cleared his throat.
Horace was trying to stare out the window. There didn't seem much else to do - everything seemed horribly disorganized again and it grated on him so he pretended to ignore it. He wondered if the window could be widened. Probably not without a pick, he thought, disgusted. People were conversing outside the window. Free people. Suddenly, his head jerked. Someone had called his name.
Scrambling to the bars (r.i.p. his cellmates; Horace's elbows were known to be exceedingly pointy), he tried to peer out. "Oliver? Are you down here, too? Are you hurt?" After a moment he paused and, almost hesitantly called out. "Lawr - are you here, too?"
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My character's name: Horace Nokoni Character's journal link:Chapter journal | Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall, brown-skinned boy with blue eyes. He keeps his black hair long and usually tied back. Horace uses a chained cutlass named Nonnie and, as a knight, he focuses on second chances for everyone and strategy within battle. Rank of character Knight
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