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 Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 9:07 am
This mystery man's voice would not go unanswered. "...They say the scent of Death rises from those whom will short be Corpse..." His voice was aimed in no particular direction, but there was only one soul to hear it. Without any real warning, Vidunder turned about, puffing right infront of this mystery man. "Which one of us are corpses to be, my dear friend?!" And very simply extended his right hand, the fingers shifting into finely sharpened claws, which slashed and stabbed for this man's face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 9:15 am
[ Just Another Face ] This mystery man's voice would not go unanswered. "...They say the scent of Death rises from those whom will short be Corpse..." His voice was aimed in no particular direction, but there was only one soul to hear it. Without any real warning, Vidunder turned about, puffing right infront of this mystery man. "Which one of us are corpses to be, my dear friend?!" And very simply extended his right hand, the fingers shifting into finely sharpened claws, which slashed and stabbed for this man's face. Seth simply jumped out of the way, to the left. "Patience child, it would be a shame, if I had to kill you, after all you do have such potentional for darkness, and I am the key for unlocking that darkness. Allow me to introduce myself, my orginal name was either Set or Seth, and I am a dark god, who has since been cursed with this form. I perfer being called Seth, by the way." he replied hoping to catch the beings attention. ((Set/Seth Egyptian God of Darkness))
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 9:25 am
"Tch. God of forgotten worlds. To hell with you!" Vidunder lowered his arm and gripped his fist. "...You make me laugh some, King Set. Your crown has been taken by modern Gods." With another surge of energy, his arm explodes apart, chunks of meat flying in all directions before spinning up and bursting out with wings. Te meat chunks slowly slink into shape to prove to be bats! Vidunder's arm bat things take aim, making a spear formation, flying in to rip Set apart. "...Mortal Gods."
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 9:35 am
[ Just Another Face ] "Tch. God of forgotten worlds. To hell with you!" Vidunder lowered his arm and gripped his fist. "...You make me laugh some, King Set. Your crown has been taken by modern Gods." With another surge of energy, his arm explodes apart, chunks of meat flying in all directions before spinning up and bursting out with wings. Te meat chunks slowly slink into shape to prove to be bats! Vidunder's arm bat things take aim, making a spear formation, flying in to rip Set apart. "...Mortal Gods." on each of Seth's hands appeared a demonic mouth and in front of seth massive amounts of dark energy were sent in between the bats and him self forming a giant mouth like the ones on his hands only it just floated there in mid air, and swallowed tried to swallow the meat bat things all at once.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 10:19 am
Vidunder stepped back a few feet, shaking his head. "...Such a painful... beautiful ... futility." Raising his left hand, he simply snaps his thumb and middle finger together, which causes all of the meat bats to burst, simply exploding outward. A very great amount of pressure pushed on the inner walls of Set's arms. "...Ridiculous that you would think I could die like this, My God. A true disgrace." Most of those chunks had escaped through the mouth, taking chunks of Set with them as they fly back to rejoin Vidunder, the limb melting into his body in a grossly disgusting manner. Squishes and squelches and squirts, blood oozing from his being. "...Lord Set. The Gods of this world have sealed your power as they have any other alien god. You should pick your fights more carefully, M'lord..." The sound of millions of little wings flapping scream through the skies, several loud yelps squeeking from a massive black cloud. "...For I am Unsealed. I will not die to a forgotten Lord!"
The cloud sank over them, and showed it's true form. Bats. Many, many bats. Numbering in the millions. Some willing partners, some followers of clans of bats, some demon, some animal, some lost souls who offered their bodies to Vidunder the Beast. These millions of winged rats flapped hard and high above, keeping right around the enemy, keeping their beady black eyes burned onto him. "...You won't last long, my King." One bat, the largest of them all, a Grand Bat, flew down, wrapped about Vidunder just once, before flapping hard away to reveal a transformed Vidunder. Vidunder the Black.
An iron pole lay quietly in his hand, which was quickly thrust into the mouth of that Great Bat, whom bit down and extended it's wings, which froze into steel. The bat solidified and turned to steel, redish black and scented of heartlessness. Vidunders weapon, Vile Wing.
"...You ready, my King?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 10:36 am
"You will have to do better then that child." He was feeding off of the negative energy produced by his opponent, and the huge demonic mouth was no mouth, it didn't have a name, but it was ment to absorb the dark energies of any evil foolish enough to attack, him instead of accepting his offer of power.
The darkness transfer was taking place, and out of the "Mouths" on Seth's fist, spilled the darkness he had absorbed from the bats, which absorbed and used to heal him self and then strengthen himself.
"I got that power after I killed the last fool who tried to kill me" It was pathetic, but I was able to improve on it. The mouth expanded then moved through air and went straight at seth's opponent, and then a giant 20 foot tall jet black hand formed around the giant mouth and it tried to grab his opponent and everything related to it, and if it did it would, they would be extremely close to the "Mouth" which would suck everything in and trap them. Now such things took up alots of energy, but he was getting overweight, and needed to lose some dark energy, before he was to slow to fight.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 12:21 pm
"King. You need to understand something. Here...?" Vidunder began, his long claw like fingers gently spinning the axe about just once before walking forward, into the open mouth and fingers. With a very slow motion leading into a blindingly fast one, Vidunder places his right hand over to his left side, his axe in hand. "...I am your better." Arogance or insanity, Vidunder knew and meant his words. "...And I will devour you." And cue the insanely fast motion. With not even the sound a cutting flesh, his blade tore past this flimsey falsity of a god. The fingers, which were presumably magic, were severed from their home, sliding out of place very slowly. Resisting the urge to eat now, Vidunder drew his right arm, his axe arm, back. "Gran! Spear!" The axe 'skree'd loudly before the wings snapped from their axe position to that of a two-point spear, which Vidunder quickly used to stab forward at Set's chest.
There was a grand drawback to Set's plan, of draining the dark emotions and energies given off of Vidunder. Vidunder was blissfully happy. The purest of feelings.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 12:39 pm
[ Just Another Face ] "King. You need to understand something. Here...?" Vidunder began, his long claw like fingers gently spinning the axe about just once before walking forward, into the open mouth and fingers. With a very slow motion leading into a blindingly fast one, Vidunder places his right hand over to his left side, his axe in hand. "...I am your better." Arogance or insanity, Vidunder knew and meant his words. "...And I will devour you." And cue the insanely fast motion. With not even the sound a cutting flesh, his blade tore past this flimsey falsity of a god. The fingers, which were presumably magic, were severed from their home, sliding out of place very slowly. Resisting the urge to eat now, Vidunder drew his right arm, his axe arm, back. "Gran! Spear!" The axe 'skree'd loudly before the wings snapped from their axe position to that of a two-point spear, which Vidunder quickly used to stab forward at Set's chest.
There was a grand drawback to Set's plan, of draining the dark emotions and energies given off of Vidunder. Vidunder was blissfully happy. The purest of feelings. "That is impossible I am everyone's better!!!Appear before me Dark Gate!!" he screamed. Then with his words, the giant "mouth" reformed behind him and "Ate" him, but he wasn't dead no far from it he had traveled to another realm. One day soon he will return, and use what use what he finds in this realm to destroy that bratty child.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 12:44 pm
Vidunder shook his head, his black hair fluttered about. "...******** ran away..." The great bat popped off of the steel pole, flapping around him to take Vidunder back to his standard mode. In some run down house off to his immediate right, the lights clicked on.
"...'oos out there? I'm callin' the police!"
So, even if Vidunder wouldn't get his godly meal, he'd certainly eat a nice bit. Four family members. A good fat dinner.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 9:57 pm
A man wearing mostly black entered town, his eyes a reddish-brown and his hair jet black. His long coat hung to the midddle of his shins; a protection against the winds that bit and froze the bones. This was a man that was looking for something, and he wouldn't stop until he founnd it.
What he was looking for, in this quiet town, was a mystery in itself for the moment. Still, he needed to know. They were his orders, and he would not question them. If whatever he was looking for was found, he was to either report in or perform the necessary actions himself- which course he would take was his own decision.
In any event, he walked toward the inn in order to catch some shut-eye; he would begin asking around tommorrow. Not like he expected to find anything here, but the team was ordered to look in every hill, molehill, and alley.
This had better not be in vain... Commander.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 9:39 am
((Wow, this thread needs something to happen to it.))
The man woke up the next morning, his hair tousled and in a mess. It hung just down to the middle of his back, tied at the base of his skull by something that looked like fine silver. His reddish brown eyes looked clouded; dazed somewhat. Then again, most everyone was like that when they woke up.
As he got ready for the day, heading into the bathroom in order to get himself washed, he recalled his objectives... the ones given to all members of his unit.
1. Obtain information on the whereabouts of Edward Yaits, be they myth or fact. Search everywhere- leave no stone unturned.
2. Investigate said information and see where it leads. If the lead is indeed fictional, continue searching. If not, begin looking for any traces of the real Yaits from that point.
3. If found alive: Assume defensive position and maintain the safety of the mark at all costs until returning to Durem. Inform the news stations and papers of the recovery of Yaits via an anonymous tip, at which time Raven Industries will begin taking further measures.
4. If found dead: Return to headquarters with photographic evidence (live evidence, if possible so an autopsy may be performed) of the corpse or any other remains. Repeat above steps from that point.
Pertaining targets of opportunity: Infiltration and observation only. Remain undetected and unsuspected at all times during the search for any means or methods that can be used as an advantage. Report back when you have found enough evidence to incriminate and convict the imposter.
The only question was... where to start in this town...
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 2:05 pm
Terran Maxwell had been in Barton Town, doing a little bit of work in and around town. Sad thing for him was that his team of mercs had to be disbanded. Of an original twenty-seven members, only three remained. Himself, Garet, and Seleen.
On that day, he was on his way back to town from delivering a package to Logan. It would be a quiet day, he figured. But as usual, there was a part of him that wanted to go back into the business.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:05 pm
There were a few place where that could be obvious sources of information. Any good detective knew that in order to find the truth they had to start with the obvious.
The Forum and the Guild Record Hall contained information on anyone who was anybody on Gaia. There might have been something there could turn up a lead.
The headquaters of the Charitable Order Political Party was based in Barton. They might have some interesting records and information. How easily it could be obtained was another matter.
The Yaits Corporate office was also in Barton, it was not a major office, as before the return of Edward Yaits III most of the company's business was insuring buildings and estates of Durem and the surrounding region. But the company had a share of the Barton market, so there was an office present in that city. The bottom floor of a building in Downtown Barton had served the Yaits Company quite nicely.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 11:37 pm
The man asked around about where to get some decent information, and found that these places were what most people spoke about. Ruling the other three out as Targets of Opportunity, which could be dealt with later, he went with the Forums and the Guild Registry. They would be the hot spots of information, especially the registry.
He decided to check the records of the company first, to see if there were any signs of a coup d'etat in the company before the original Yaits went missing. That was- if they hadn't been changed for the worse... According to the man's record, he was an expert at completely erasing lives- bank accounts, credit lines, criminal records; you name it, he could wipe it away.
This man who was looking for the real Yaits hoped that he was not already screwed over before he could truly begin...
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 9:41 am
Hugin the Raven The man asked around about where to get some decent information, and found that these places were what most people spoke about. Ruling the other three out as Targets of Opportunity, which could be dealt with later, he went with the Forums and the Guild Registry. They would be the hot spots of information, especially the registry.
He decided to check the records of the company first, to see if there were any signs of a coup d'etat in the company before the original Yaits went missing. That was- if they hadn't been changed for the worse... According to the man's record, he was an expert at completely erasing lives- bank accounts, credit lines, criminal records; you name it, he could wipe it away.
This man who was looking for the real Yaits hoped that he was not already screwed over before he could truly begin...
Edward Yaits III, born 30 years ago to Edward Yaits II and Elizebeth Darnell Yaits II. There were official records, Birth Certificate, Social Security Number, Drivers I.D., ect. Any of this information could be misused for identy theft purposes, but there was nothing that contridicted the official line in the guild records or forum library.
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