Tired of being in this tower, tired of being blind and unable to communicate, Millie went back and fourth between the book and the fountain, slowly making two wet balls of paper with pieces torn from the book.
While the balls dried, Millie fashioned herself a few cylinders. Two short, fat ones and two small slender ones.
The last piece she made using the grooves as a mold and made a large strip.
Picking up all her pieces, she moved to the stairs and set the two larger cylinders down on the top steps. Placing the two spheres on the top as best she could, she put them as close together as she could. It didn't stand up quite right or have exactly the right shapes she wanted because paper mache without glue was HARD.
The last pieces, she formed into an arrow and stuck it beside her sculpture. How the heck the Voice could see was beyond her, but she hoped her message on what she guessed it's name was was clear enough.
She flopped down on the steps with her arms crossed with a grumpy look on her face and waited for an answer. If it was even there...
She really should have just stayed by the stairs, as sure enough without any of her senses, she somehow got back to the pillar. Pinching the bridge of her nose for a moment, she takes in a slow deep breath as she rest her back against it.
Sliding to the ground, she tries to see if she could pick up a sound, anything really. She couldn't help but wonder what was going on, who was around them. And if there was fighting, who all was dropping?
Pushing away from the pillar, she keeps moving across the ground.
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HP: 25/25 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: Target(s): -- Damage : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A girl not much older then eighteen, she stand not much taller then five feet, six inches in height. Has long black hair that is normal kept up in a neat bun. With dark red eyes, and pale skin, she stands out rather well. Now returning tot he field, she no longer in red, but once again in Silver.
Whatever had been attacking her still got to her through the table. She literally didn't see it coming.
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Characters: Candace and Atropos HP: she ded Rank and Kingdom: Rook, Blue Description: See avatar for Candace. Tired, dirty, and clearly stressed. Atropos looks like this minus the tail, horns and stripes. She's also dirty and battered, her clothes torn from fighting.
The next thing Taima tripped over rose slightly from the ground. She felt her way around it, but nothing seemed to happen, so she cautiously backed away and hoped she didn't fall over anything else.
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Character Name: Taima Current HP remaining: 25/50 On Step: Third Floor
Character description: Taima is short and slender, almost waifish. She has long black hair, worn loose, and is wearing a simple silver dress and flats.
There really was just no way to get through this gracefully, Taima decided as she tripped over the grooves in the floor again.
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Character Name: Taima Current HP remaining: 25/50 On Step: Third Floor
Character description: Taima is short and slender, almost waifish. She has long black hair, worn loose, and is wearing a simple silver dress and flats.
He gave an angry, almost feral snarl, clenching his teeth together, glancing at the White King - or what had formerly been the White King - with a look of irritation, as though he were merely a bug on his shoulder. His sword flicked, catching the traitor across the shoulder.
"You're blinded by this so-called truth. You know nothing."
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Current HP remaining:110 Unlimited Damage done: 3 Target(s): Kiwi Rank Ability : BESERK MODE Kingdom ability: Unused Character kingdom: Edric (Regalia) Character's Miasma Colour: Gold Character description:BAM
Rosy didn't get far, when she felt the surface under her change. Stopping only for a moment, she shakes her head as she felt the deep. Did it just move?
Okay, this room, was getting stranger by the second.
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HP: 25/25 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: Target(s): -- Damage : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A girl not much older then eighteen, she stand not much taller then five feet, six inches in height. Has long black hair that is normal kept up in a neat bun. With dark red eyes, and pale skin, she stands out rather well. Now returning tot he field, she no longer in red, but once again in Silver.
Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 9:15 pm
Finally, something new. Metal, solid. It was strange, like nothing she felt before. There wasn't a 'magic' as she knew it. It was.. different. And slightly concerning. What aided that feeling was the near thought that someone was watching her. It wasn't as bad as her cousin's shame stare but it still was pretty bad, (She didn't feel like crawling into a corner in shame though. Small things).
Fingers ran down, inspecting the chair, as it became apparent, the throne. Call the name- Something rang back. There had been a chalice once. Now there had been a chalice here.
Medea had used it in that lank and lake was here as well.
It was connected. A deep breath, Lan thought back to what had happened once. The barrier of the hunters had failed after they drank the water, and here, the pure water remained. A tome of Destruction. A fountain of pure water from grief. The throne of pride... The weapon of protection- she didn't know that one. an amulet of creation... casket of reflection...
The casket could well be the tower. The amulet and weapon Lan was unsure. A staff of revenge? Lan also didn't know.
Yet she had to somehow call the true name to summon a king?
This was a dead world, lacking in a king. When the king fell and had no heir...
Her thoughts were scattered. Yet she knew one thing. Drinking water from the chalice had once given her protection. Careful strides to the pool of water, she cupped her hands and gave it a small sniff before bracing herself and taking a drink. Whatever happened- Mengyao better damn well appreciate it.
Water drunk, she didn't go to the book, to the stairs, or to the markings on the floor. To call a king you did not write. You bowed.
Bowing to the chair, Lan tried to say what she could only guess. Even if she could not hear her own voice, the voice might be able to hear her.
"There is no King."
Zoobey
For those guessing, these are guesses made already:
Liar, Merlin, A Lie, Lucifer, Change, Shame, "Dear Distortion. Give me back Harrison. Sincerely, ******** you", Pride. Exacalibur., Crown, The Voice, Traitor, Pride, King, Power, Harrison, Truth, Seat, Butt, "There is no King", Mordred.
Taima might as well just stay on the floor, she spent enough time on it. The carvings on the floor lost any kind of interest they might have once held and became just another annoyance.
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Character Name: Taima Current HP remaining: 25/50 On Step: Third Floor
Character description: Taima is short and slender, almost waifish. She has long black hair, worn loose, and is wearing a simple silver dress and flats.
Even though she tried to move, she stumbled just alittle. Growling, even though it can't be heard, she just gives up and sits there for a few minutes.
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HP: 25/25 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: Target(s): -- Damage : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A girl not much older then eighteen, she stand not much taller then five feet, six inches in height. Has long black hair that is normal kept up in a neat bun. With dark red eyes, and pale skin, she stands out rather well. Now returning tot he field, she no longer in red, but once again in Silver.
This time, when Taima stumbled into the fountain, she paused a moment to let the water run over her fingers. It soothed her rising temper, and it was good to be able to use one of the senses she had left.
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Character Name: Taima Current HP remaining: 25/50 On Step: Third Floor
Character description: Taima is short and slender, almost waifish. She has long black hair, worn loose, and is wearing a simple silver dress and flats.
Hello, floor, my old friend, Taima thought to herself as she tripped and fell once more.
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Character Name: Taima Current HP remaining: 25/50 On Step: Third Floor
Character description: Taima is short and slender, almost waifish. She has long black hair, worn loose, and is wearing a simple silver dress and flats.
Xiu's eyes grew round as another familiar face appeared, but this one, like her, was dressed in silver. So he also died too, huh? When he moved forward to help the Silver who Mengyao had been targeting, she turned to offer him a smile. "White Kin--ah. No, Wilson. I'm relieved to see that you are safe."
And from the looks of things, she was glad that it seemed he understood this situation as well. With two people protecting instead of just one, their job was made slightly easier. Keyword being slightly--Xiu had just been about to move when she caught movement from the corner of her eye. By the time she turned, it was already too late.
The girl blanched, her gaze fixated on the poor Silver woman who the Green King had just struck down. For a moment, she was completely silent, and then her expression grew hard as she turned to look between Mengyao and Mort. "So tell me specifically, what is it that you fight for now? Even if you become the True King, your subjects are all here." She swept her arms out to indicate the sea of silver figures, "These are your people, and yet you stand here and cut them down. You call us traitors, but do you even know what it is that we are fighting for?"
Her smile became bitter, "Or do you simply not care, because the Voice's orders are absolute and you are already so used to surrendering your will to it?" She reached out the set her hand on the target who the Gold King struck out at, trying to pull him back and to somewhere safe. One Silver had already fallen--they didn't need another one to as well.
xoxomenai.
Healing for 6 (Kiwi must be so confused)
Ol-j-man.
kurotomato.
Syusaki.
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Current HP remaining: 100 Healing done: 6 Target(s): Kiwi Rank Ability : Instant KO/half King's current HP/Cut character's base HP by half/Steal a player's ranked ability (*any of these abilities can be used four times) Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description:Hello
Well, at least Taima knew how to get to the fountain from any point in the room now.
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Character Name: Taima Current HP remaining: 25/50 On Step: Third Floor
Character description: Taima is short and slender, almost waifish. She has long black hair, worn loose, and is wearing a simple silver dress and flats.
“Do you truly believe that creating a new world will magically solve all of these problems?” he wondered, raising one eyebrow at the Green King. “You call yourselves kings, but you are all still pieces in a game, ready to be sacrificed when the time calls for it.”
Wilson hummed as he flicked his attention toward Meng. “I could easily fling that statement right back at you. With death comes startling clarity. It’s time to change your thinking.”
Smiling softly, he turned toward Xiu and nodded. “And I to you.” He examined the room to take a headcount of all of the kings. Four kings were here; there were only three left. He pressed his lips together. Out of the three, who had fallen and become Silver? Who had come to realize the truth behind this wretched game.
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Name: Wilson HP: 100 Target: Kiwi Healing: 17 Rank Ability : Instant KO/half King's current HP/Cut character's base HP by half/Steal a player's ranked ability (*any of these abilities can be used four times) Kingdom: Silver
