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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 12:43 pm
Sylph gazed up at the small fountain, smiling insanely. He yanked the knife free with a sigh. It was beautiful while it had lasted. He wiped the knife on the table and made his way around the other side of the table. The head? Nothing was in there... so maybe the lower stomach?. No.. that was to obvious. Think Sylph! Think! Smiling to himself, and with a gleam in his eyes, Sylph bent low over the feet. The other stakes had been smashed into the feet right?. With all the force he could muster, Sylph rammed the blade into the foot. Blood and liquid squirted out in a dazzling stream, making Sylph give a little 'Oh' in joy.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 12:55 pm
((Sylph))
The sound of clinking metal, in both feet, was music to the ears! A little digging around would do the trick, but Sylph had definitely struck gold!
Or...whatever metal those things were made of.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 7:28 am
Bum-Bum-Bum. His heart was drumming against his heart his chest he felt like it was going to explode. He frantically tore at the skin and flesh, letting the crimson blood and white liquid flow over him as he ripped another key out. Wasting no time, he donned the knife again and turned to the other foot. He was quicker than usual, breaking into the skin within a few seconds. It was as if he had carnal hunger inside him, bursting to get out as he sunk his nails into soft, gooey flesh, which was thrown aside. YES! The last key!. "Ahaha! Yes!" Sylph cried, scooping the keys into his palms and turning to the door.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:37 pm
((Sylph))
The rusty, spider-nest infected slab of cold steel was like a obelisk of hope, compared to the rest of this Subanian experience. On the right side of the door were four distinctly different locks, each connecting the door to the wall beside it.
Freedom was almost here!
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:48 am
Shaking ridiculously, Sylph scrambled to the door, clutching the keys with care. Now he just had to work out which key went with which lock. Process of elimination. He took the first key and tried to slot it into the lock. It got jammed. Yanking it out, he tried the next one. YES! It fit! He turned it with some difficulty and the rusty lock sprang open and dropped to the floor. He turned to the next one. The first key he tried worked!. His breathing was ragged, sharp and fast. The second lock smashed onto his foot. He winced and carried on ignoring the pain. The third lock took some shoving, but eventually popped off. He frantically turned the key on the last lock. It fell. Breathing and preparing himself, Sylph gripped the handle of the door and with a huge heave, pulled it open...
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 9:51 pm
((Sylph))
...and he was met with yet another room. It was cold and lifeless, a steel prison like the last. Again, a locked door at the end...this time secured twice...
Damn. This blew.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 10:54 am
[ Really Sorry About The Lack Of Posting. Have Been Having A Family Trauma]
Sylph felt a huge burst of anger flow from him. Blinded with rage he streaked forwards, raoring with compressed anger. "LET ME ******** OUT!" he cried, banging his scratched fists onto the wall. His body racked with dry sobs. He wanted to die, to get it all over with. He was sick of it all. "Just... Let.. Me Out!" he said in between sobs. His eyes searched the room, finding a knife among the instruments. He leaned against the wall, tears pouring from his orb like eyes. He steadied the knife over his wrist... hesitating.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 8:26 am
((Sylph))
The familiar voice returned.
Stay your hand, Sylph. But keep the fear. Picture yourself disappearing, destroying all life, all energy, bringing the room down to hell with you...
You must envelop yourself in darkness...only then will you get another step closer to salvation...
The rather vague description of the goal at hand seemed outlandish. Envelop one's self in darkness? That would require some kind of...magic.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 6:07 am
Sylph stood still, the knife still raised above his wrist. What the?!.. Tossing the knife onto the floor he gazed around the room. This sounded ******** up.. but this whole place was.. it was worth a try. He took a step back, giving the room a last look before closing his orb like eyes, his heart was smashing against his rib cage. He felt himself become calm, he cleared his head of everything, the panic and sick images.. soon he could feel darkness throbbing in his skull, as if it was another brain.. something sleek and powerful over took him, the darkness felt like an old friend, gently pouring himself into it he felt himself become almost almost ethereal.....
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 8:35 pm
((Sylph))
[You're getting warmer... xp ]
Sylph learned Dark Matter!
MP: 15
By filling one's soul with hate, blackness becomes reality in many ways. Enchant all physical attacks with the DARK property.
Well...you've managed to FIND darkness, I see...but what I'm looking for has to do more with...how can I say this...an "angel of death". A shadow, a darkness that saps life and energy away from all things. Only through this method can you defeat the cell you are in...
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 1:52 am
Sylph suddenly felt the darkness leave him as the voice entered his head. Sapping energy?... What had just happened? Gulping he closed his eyes. This time he could feel the darkness straight away, pulsating in the room, closing in on him as he called to it... it was a relief feeling it sink into him.. he could feel its many strands and patches swirling through his blood. He snapped open his eyes.. the pupil's had a darker tint... he looked down at his arm... enveloped in a dark vapor....
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 7:08 pm
((Sylph))
Sylph has learned Blackout!
MP:10
Suck all the power (and possibly light) from a certain area. The more you use this skill, the better you become.
The room reached a soothing, jet black hue after several seconds of effort. Before long, two promising "click"s could be heard, hopefully signaling the end of this training chamber...
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 2:45 pm
*Rensi summons a zombie!*
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