Sheridan had stood to his feet, deciding he was rested enough to continue the climb up the tower. The state of the tower was far worse from here, the whole thing was collapsing in a deadly shower of debris and destruction. He did not like the looks of this at all! Uh-oh...did he just see that wall crack open to show the remains of the shattered kingdom outside.
He shook his head, he could no longer justify the risk of climbing higher. It was better he return to the kingdom with what he had rather than risking everything for a reward that seemed increasingly small.
A sigh of fury at himself, a whisper of good luck to those of the red kingdom remaining in the tower, Sheridan turned toward the crack in the tower, spread his wings, and leapt to the outside, gliding to land softly on the ground below.
Description: Very tall and slender, Sheridan is a dragon with a long tail, wings, and antlers. He carries a glaive
events: 2) You feel a warm hand guiding you, you feel safer, but for some reason as you turn around, noone is close by. You are healed for 10 HP 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 5) Your carelessness summons a whole swarm of strange mist-like creatures! They attack everyone in your party (ie: everyone who belongs to your Kingdom). Each player takes - 5 damage ))
[EXIT]
Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 4:14 pm
phantompanther13
Saliva scooted closer and handed him the wine, feeling he needed it more than she did. "What did it say?"
Melvin glanced up, struggling to open his wrapped Twinkie.
Using Event 4 - opponent on same floor ... 1 damage! XD
Not having a companion was starting to get to him. The tower just kept crumbling around him. Occasionally he saw others pass. The albino drew his energy bow, it's length expanding to glow against the decaying walls.
"Wah?" He jumped, hearing a noise, his arrow skinning an unknown looter.
HP: 32 / 40 Rank: White Pawn Floor: 6-10 Dice: 2d8 - atk, 1d8 - def Miasma Collected: 5 Inventory: -- Description: Bix is an albino serpentine alien with feathery white hair in futuristic white clothing. My Events: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points - USED 8 ) Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black out. YOUR CHARACTER MUST KO. This counts as ONE death. All Miasma Points you have acquired post KO are turned to zero. You cannot transfer Miasma Points to another player. 4) Your suspicion and paranoia get the better of you as you attack the opponent closest to you. You do melee damage to them. Randomly select any player close to yours as the target (ally or enemy) -USING NOW
Vanya began her climb to the next floors. She treaded carefully, trying not to disrupt the structure too much. The last thing she wanted was for - THWACK a piece of wood fell free from the roof and knocked her in the back of the head - that to happen.
Luckily, the wood was only a small piece so besides a few flakes of wood in her hair, she wasn't that damaged. However, behind the miasma was a small amount of Miasma, which she happily collected. Travelling up the stairs further, she noticed an etching similar to the warning when she entered the tower. Was it a clue, perhaps? Taking out her PDA she noted it down along with the warning from earlier. Who knew when they would come in handy. ((+1 MIASMA))
MIASMA: 1 Damage Taken:
HP: 49/50 Kingdom: White Rank: Knight Floor: 1 - 5
Character: Vanya Description: An Av'i (alien race) she looks much like this only her feathers and scales are bio luminescent.
Special events: 5] Your carelessness summons a whole swarm of strange mist-like creatures! They attack everyone in your party (ie: everyone who belongs to your Kingdom). Each player takes - 5 damage 8] Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black X2
First was something that tackled him and threw him backwards down the set of stairs he'd just climbed. He was almost positive that whatever it was now skittering away hadn't been there before. Groaning, Senga cracked open an eye as the rubble cleared around him, only to wince when debris crackled from up above and fell, slicing through the flesh of his left leg. Lovely.
Pushing himself up onto his elbows, the sword master rubbed the back of his head, shaking out tawny locks in an attempt to look somewhat presentable again. More rubble fell, glancing off of his shoulder and hitting him square on the top of his head. All of his self-control couldn't stop the angry curses spilling like spitfire from his throat at that point. It wasn't like he had anyone around to question his abrupt departure from formality ---
A figure moved in the smog and dust surrounding him, and Senga squinted before realizing with slight relief that it was Kiwi. His relief, however, was short lived.
"What are you doing - Kiwi!"
Senga raised his arm to deflect the blow, the gauntlet absorbing most of the impact. It still knocked him back onto the ground with a groan. He didn't even have much chance to say anything when Kiwi helped him to his feet before rushing off again. "..." Senga stared after him, frazzled and bemused. "Ditz."
A falling piece of debris clattered down and knocked him on the head. <******** class="quote">
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Character: Senga. Rank: Pawn. HP: 37 - 5 (Shaheen) - 2 (Kiwi) - 6 (Debris) = 24 Floor: 6 - 10 Miasma Points: 14 Appearance: Senga is a tawny haired man that stands tall and proud in trimmed gold clothing that fits handsomely to his body and has an oriental feeling to it. His most distinct features are the multiple scars along his exposed skin and one going upwards over his right eye.
Special Events:
1. You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points. 2. You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 3. You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points
Kasi clung to Matt as they started to walk into the crumbling debris of the tower, everything was rather eerie as the silence seemed to stretch on forever. The only sound was the falling debris that would echoed down the halls as if to warn those thinking of entering that something horrible would ensue. Kasi started to doubt the idea of going in there, first off her dress was sure to be ruin, the other was the idea of what happened if they didn't both come back out. Or even worse the idea of one of them ending up with a scar somewhere on them!
“Come on longer let’s start looking around, the faster we collect that miasma faster I can get back to the bar and everything being safe and sound.” Matt replied letting her go as he moved forward.
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Characters: Mathias Jane Duffy and Kasimira HP: 40/40 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Pawn Floor: Ground Miasma: N/A
Special Event: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself 9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up
Taima looked up with interest at the decrepit tower, wondering what secrets lay hidden inside that the native Silvers hadn't been able to take with them when they fled. She had never had the opportunity to visit the kingdom herself, of course, and the lure of the unknown beckoned her. She wouldn't have resisted even if it had been an option.
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Character Name: Taima HP: 40/40 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Pawn Current Floor: Ground Current Points: 0
Status Effects:
6) You slip, and somehow notice a secret portal! You can skip immediately to floor 11. 6) You slip, and somehow notice a secret portal! You can skip immediately to floor 11. 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself
Appearance: Taima is short and slender, almost waifish. She has long black hair, worn loose, and is wearing a simple black dress and flats.
A few more scratches were added to the pattern of hew shadow skin, as Shenny was progressing. Next five levels were dark and empty, yet sometimes she stumbled upon windows, and had to flee to the dark corners trying to avoid the light. It wasn't bright, it fact, it was rather grey, but her eyes and her entire being wasn't accustomed to even this little effect.
Sometimes the Devil heard the noise, and even some voices from the other floors, so she hid herself in the shadows waiting for the voices to disappear; she didn't want to face the opponents... not now. It was too early, and the shadow will progress far better keeping itself hidden till the right time. She might have not been collecting as much miasma as possible, but she decided it would be better to gather a bit and safely get it to the Kingdom, than trying for much and loosing everything.
Meanwhile, Shenny found another phrase engraved in the wall "Five is less than infinity". Combined with the previous one, it made perfect logical sense: one was indeed less than five, and five was surely less than infinity.
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Name: Shenny HP: 33/40 Miasma: 6 Kingdom: Black / Revenge Tarot Card: The Devil Rank: Dark Herald (Pawn) Current Location: Ruins of Silver Kingdom, floors 6-10 Description: Shenny looks exactly like she usually does, except for the fact her silhouette is made of shadows and looks a bit flat, as if it only existed in 2D. Her sword is no longer transparent, but made of pure darkness; her eyes are crimson instead of green.
Special effects: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 2) You feel a warm hand guiding you, you feel safer, but for some reason as you turn around, noone is close by. You are healed for 10 HP 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points
Ami crawled up the stairs, slowly at first, and then increasingly slowly. It was all so interesting! There were small etchings on the wall, little pieces of designwork. Not to mention the grand stairways and falling ceiling pieces. Ami wasn't the type to just boldly rush all around- you didn't learn anything.
She noticed something. "One is less than five."
A tilted head. That seemed rather odd to paste across your castle's walls. Of course 1 was less than 5. That was common knowledge. Basic arithmetic.
She shook her head. She didn't have time for such nonsense. Miasma was what she was after, and that was what she came here for. Not silly graffiti.
Name: Ami Raine Stats: White Bishop HP: 46/50 Special Events: 3 (+2 Miasma), 5 (hits everyone for -5), 6 (skip to floor 11) Floor: 1-5 Miasma Points: 3 Appearance: excuse the messy sketch
Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 4:29 pm
iloveyouDIE
Torvil
Using Event 4 - opponent on same floor ... 1 damage! XD
Not having a companion was starting to get to him. The tower just kept crumbling around him. Occasionally he saw others pass. The albino drew his energy bow, it's length expanding to glow against the decaying walls.
"Wah?" He jumped, hearing a noise, his arrow skinning an unknown looter.
HP: 32 / 40 Rank: White Pawn Floor: 6-10 Dice: 2d8 - atk, 1d8 - def Miasma Collected: 5 Inventory: -- Description: Bix is an albino serpentine alien with feathery white hair in futuristic white clothing. My Events: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points - USED 8 ) Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black out. YOUR CHARACTER MUST KO. This counts as ONE death. All Miasma Points you have acquired post KO are turned to zero. You cannot transfer Miasma Points to another player. 4) Your suspicion and paranoia get the better of you as you attack the opponent closest to you. You do melee damage to them. Randomly select any player close to yours as the target (ally or enemy) -USING NOW
(( reaction to attack ))
An arrow out of the darkness - thankfully missing any vital areas and skipping across his shoulder with a scratch. Hissing, he turned around and glared at the other pawn, which he assumed the attack had come from. Motioning with two fingers to his eyes, he slowly pointed at the Pawn, before slipping back into the shadows to find Amarus.
Aezeloth
Name: Aezeloth Tarot: Justice Kingdom + Rank: Black ... Dark Herald (Pawn)
HP: 31/40 Floor: 6-10. Events: 1, 1, 3 Miasma: 4 Description: Aezeloth-Justice is a Shadow with rust-red outlines and eyes. He carries a spiked-chain made of shadow. He looks very much like his student form - save that his wings are a bit more tattered and frayed at the edges. A good example would be here!
Matt headed in first trying to avoid the falling debris as the building seemed to shake rather violently, a few pieces landed on his shoulders one was heavier than he had realized. He resist the urge to rub it wanting to ease the pain, it wasn’t as if it would really fix the larger problem at hand. As he looked around he noticed the etching on the wall, "One is less than five." Seemed as if it should have been common knowledge to all.
"Ow ow ow ow ow ow" Kasi cried as a piece of a ceiling fell on her head, coating her in a layer of dust. She cursed as she tried to dust what she could out of her long golden hair.
“You ok?” Matt replied not even bothering to take the moment to turn around and look at her. As far as he was concerned she could handle herself without the need of his constant care. Heading towards the stairs he noticed something, it was rather rusty in nature but never the less he reached for it and picked it up. It was a key of sorts, not sure of what sort of use it would be he slipped it into his pocket.
“Fix your hair when we get back Kasi, we need to collect miasma.” Matt replied as she looked as if she was trying to see her own reflection in something shiny.
“I am this spot… there something unusual about it…” She replied touching it realizing that it had more miasma there. “See.” Kasi replied making a rather I was right face.
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Characters: Mathias Jane Duffy and Kasimira HP: 37/40 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Pawn Floor: 1-5 Miasma: 3
Special Event: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself 9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up
Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 4:30 pm
The walls at the higher point of the tower didn't seem as strong to demi, the structures were creaking and splintering everywhere. the foreboding sounds of metal and concrete warping and straining under the weight was frightening. The floor was a fractured mess of pieces, veins of crevices that ran through it didn't seem like it was going to stay intact for long.
and he knew when to call it quits. "Its time to turn back for now." he figured, making his way back down the spire.
The venture into the broken kingdom would have to wait for another day.
((exiting))
Name: Damien Kingdom:Dream Kingdom Rank: Stone Lion (Pawn) HP: 22 Miasma points: 3 Floor: on 21, escaping. (previous post was at 5:09)
EVENTS 6) You slip, and somehow notice a secret portal! You can skip immediately to floor 11. 4) Your suspicion and paranoia get the better of you as you attack the opponent closest to you. You do melee damage to them. Randomly select any player close to yours as the target (ally or enemy) 4) Your suspicion and paranoia get the better of you as you attack the opponent closest to you. You do melee damage to them. Randomly select any player close to yours as the target (ally or enemy)
"Ow..." Maple rubbed at the sore spot on the top of her head with a pout, no one mentioned that the Tower was still falling to pieces. Oh, such misfortune to be hit! And then to be hit in the same spot once again only a few more steps up.
She had only gone two flights of stairs. The Shadowlord must be punishing her for being so late in this task, it was the only explanation she could think of.
But up and up she continued to climb, carefully as she could manage and almost hugging the walls just in case another piece of the tower decided it would aim for her small little head and possibly knock her out. That was not going to happen, not at all.
Maple took another step up, rounding out on another staircase when something caught her eye. It was an inscription, she realized on closer inspection. "One .. is less than five," she read aloud, her shadowed fingers tracing along the engraving. Curious, she thought.. before trekking on.
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Character Name: Maple Current HP: 50/50 -2 = 48/50 Kingdom: Black Rank: Rook Current Floor: 1-5 Current Points: +1 Description: Maple is a petite girl, short in stature with large horns at her hair line. She is completely black, made of shadows with the only coloring the red accents of her clothing and her eyes.
Events: 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself
1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself
9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up
Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 4:32 pm
MoonKitsune
Taking the wine he took a gulp, not how you were suposed to drink it but at the moment, it was better to use it then lose it. the wine stains on his bag and cloths were a reminder of that.
"Well.." he wiped back his tears trying to concentrate. "I…” he started poking at the floor drawing math with his fingers. "One is less than five. Five is less than infinity. Infinity is less than one. And Infinity is greater than one." 1 < 5 5 < ∞ ∞ < 1 1 < ∞ He poked at the numbers frowning. “You know, this reminds me of something… of course the etchings were words but… looking at it now. It reminds me of something.”
The next floor met her with another clue etched into the staircase. Like before, she noted it in her PDA before continuing. These few levels of the floor were a little more.. run down than the previous and she received a few scrapes from falling debris. Luckily, she also found some Miasma to take back to her Kingdom.
((+2 Miasma))
MIASMA: 3 Damage Taken: 3
HP: 46/50 Kingdom: White Rank: Knight Floor: 6 - 10
Character: Vanya Description: An Av'i (alien race) she looks much like this only her feathers and scales are bio luminescent.
Special events: 5] Your carelessness summons a whole swarm of strange mist-like creatures! They attack everyone in your party (ie: everyone who belongs to your Kingdom). Each player takes - 5 damage 8] Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black X2
