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 Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 3:20 pm
[[Heh,you always took it too far and acted like you were god, I think it's about time you got treated lesser, to make up for the superior power you attempted to give yourself.And he technically can't be hurt by that, xD or at least so he thinks, just waite, he's gonna get infected...If you can get it in him, he's a stubbourn little b***h. ^^]]
Matthew looked around putting his hands on his new breasts. "Squishy.." He mutterd snickering as he walked, people stared, oddly at the girl clutchign her boobs.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:21 am
((No one is posting. I guess I have to make something interesting happen then. Points to anyone who gets my reference, Ku~ ku ku.))
Suddenly Eureka's head shot up and she swiftly checked device on her wrist. Seeming tired but dutiful Eureka sighed and pressed a button on her backpack. In a small flash of light her clothing adjusted to that of the time period. She then stood muttering, "Awaah....I wish I wasn't such a weak god....To think that I have so little power that I cannot even hide myself from mortals without a gadget of some sort..."
And with a scoff at her own incompetence she wandered out in to the street, looking for all intents and purposes like a normal teenage girl, at least to the eyes of passerby anyway. But if you looked closely you could see the way people spontaneously parted before her, or the glow that just managed to emanate from her body, which marked her as a god.
She silently walked the city,seeming to be on agenda of some sort. She wove through the city until finally she came to the outskirts, where the edge of the desert kissed the land with scorching sand and heat.
She checked her wrist device again and sighed, putting her hands behind her back, she began to count.
"Five....four....three....two...one....."
She paused as the sky opened up and a screeching hunk of metal plunged into the ground before her, throwing up a large crater and spewing earth and flaming metal into many nearby establishments and people.
None of the pieces hit Eureka of course. Her calculations were flawless and anyway she had done this before. Amid the ruins and screams of agony and people lay fallen on the ground, half pinned by chunks of flaming rock, Eureka grinned her sinister grin.
People flocked to the scene, helping loved ones and gawking at the mess. Eureka ignored them and began to walk away from the site. From the battered shape of metal a small humanoid figure emerged, gibbering in an unknown language. It help another of it's kind in it's arms and looked to be calling for help.
Eureka, now a considerable distance away, spun on her heel and faced the crashed ship with an air of militaristic discipline. From the folds of her clothing a small remote appeared. It had one large red unmarked button. Eureka licked her lips, savoring the sheer joy of the moment. Very quietly, so only she could hear, she whispered "Pochinto" and pressed the button, which made a very small, very fatal sounding click.
There was an explosion that shook the earth as a flash of light blotted out the sun. There was a brief scream from the alien and those nearby just before they were disintegrated. Rocks and chunks of flesh hit the earth with remarkable speed, injuring many but killing most. Of course, none of the debris hit Eureka, her calculations were as always, flawless.
And anyway, she had done this before.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 10:16 am
((Bad eureka.))
I looked at a nearby tv to see a random news report at and explosion, of a gaint crater at the edge of the town. Whispering to my self i said, "Eureka damn you. Always screwing with the past." Walking out i was dressed in a nice suit. "Hmm i do have a strange craving for rock and roll. Lets see if there are any concerts playing near by."
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 11:11 am
Cyrea probably should have been going to reap the souls of the ones Eureka killed. But she wasn't. Instead, she was giggling madly, wrapped in her cloak and sitting on the sidewalk in a position that was obviously not comfortable. She looked like some sort of insane beggar who wanted revenge on the world for making her poor. It was 1959 B.C., and the 60th year of Cyrea's midlife crisis. Her crisis lasted for about 110 years, then dissolved. But for now, her pupils were oddly shaped and everyone who gazed at her would be given a horrible sense that something was after them and that they would never be truly alright ever again.
Cyrea's hair was black. Not natural black. Natural black has some brown in it, but her hair right now was real blacker than pollution and coal. It made her unapproachable, if the mad laughing didn't.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 11:56 am
Eureka silently walked behind a ruined pillar, unresponsive to all of the people who were streaming past her to the ruin. Silently she walked behind the rubble of a house and threw down a small disc of metal. As soon as it touched the ground it expanded into a large ring. The center of the ring began to glow and eventually it showed the image of Cyrea, laughing madly on a sidewalk somewhere.
Eureka put her hands in the folds of her clothing and jumped through. With a small pop she reappeared in front of Cyrea, holding a small glass orb swirling with colors.
Her eyes glinting, she threw the orb at Cyrea's feet and sneered, "You're getting lazy Cyrea. I had to do your job for those poor bastards. No good having a bunch of useless spirits floating about."
She drew close, her eyes glinting with contempt "I just kill them. I don't reap what I sow, that's your job."
She drew back and crossed her arms. "Anyway, you might want to shape up your act. I might just find another place to live and won't owe you favors any more."
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 2:42 pm
"--Dulling!" A feeling that something had gone, horribly, horribly wrong warped and twisted at the universe. It writhed and howled, attempting to devour all who came near it, which was everywhere and everywhen. This lasted about one ten-millionth of a second, and Ixpath, looking slightly more cheesed off than usual, was. He didn't appear or anything, he just had always been there now.
"Don't be encroaching on my Lord of Murder stuff Eureka. You can't even cast a cantrip. I had hoped you had the common sense to at least banish me four thousand years in the past, but it just took me a mere 10 years to gather the components required for Occam's Dulling. I also had to take care of a Sorceress in her attempts to save her village, but now i'm pissed. And i had plenty of times to prepare spells in the last 10 years. Don't make me. I thought you were smarter than that."
The air crackled. Lightning struck the ground around Ixpath, and he was nearly done with a spell. It was a rather simple task for him to delay a spell, but mostly, no one who had any common sense (And any ranks in Spellcraft) would want to be near him, or even within the same timeline as him if this spell finished casting. Mordenkainens Disjunction, which would strip a god of their powers, and immortality, for a day.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:31 pm
Clay, in his new look, so far had attracted many fans. He became a rock-n-roll icon. One person walked up to him and asked his name. "My name," Clayron replied, smiling, "is Elvis. Elvis Presly."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 1:54 pm
Eureka wandered through the city, satisfied. She had saved her past self quite a bit of trouble with that act, and as she could see from her vast new arsenal of things both useful and deadly, she had also given technology a big fat boost too. She wasn't terribly troubled with messing with the time stream as any problems in the universe worked themselves out because they had already happened. It was her, after all, that gave Einstein his theories by slipping some pills into his morning coffee. She curled her arms behind her back, the picture of comfort.
It was then that Mordenkainens Disjuncion took effect. The heavens opened up and a lightning bolt slammed right into Eureka. Then, as quickly as it came, it was gone.
Eureka sat in a crater of smoke and ash, looking more mortal than usual. Her backpack was gone, her wrist device was gone. Not a single scrap of metal or technology was left. Her eyes brimmed with hurt and rage as she screamed in a voice the shake the heavens. "IXPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATH!!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 4:04 pm
I turned too see it in time. "Thank be'er that it wasn't me this time. But when i got my immortality back though i did give ixpath ten tons of hell. That and i also created a massive war, that pratically wiped out all majic users as a back lash. Well i can already tell this isn't goin to end well. And im going to need too secure my weapon arsenal, if she decides to send humanity back to the stone age." I sighed this was going to be an extremly long day, espically since i don't have my body.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 4:20 pm
Matthew growled, trying to change back, he was stuck in a small boy's body, he groaned as he walked arouned, sitting next to some ho bo he looked at him. "What are you looking at?" He hissed icily as he touched the man, watching the sickness spread and the body clapse. He leaned back stealing the small iteams he'd somehow managed to keep.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 7:44 pm
Eureka stalked through the city, smoldering slightly and wearing an expression that made grown men want to cry for their mommies. He arrived just in time to see Mathew murder a hobo.
Her eyes blazing, she ran up to him and stuck a finger between his eyes. "Tell me where Wormface is so I can cream him into a fine wriggling paste!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 2:14 pm
"Careful now. Trailing you is easy, and you're visible to the mortals now. And, you are mortal. Just one spell could end you, and then you would not... Be, or have been."
Ixpath had been sliding behind Eureka silently, sharpening his staff-scythe until it glowed with a bluish sheen at the tip, so sharp it could slice diamonds. Anyone who could see magic would see him as a landbound sun because of the magic that was currently flowing through him and supressing Eureka.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 3:49 pm
"I FOUND DADDY!" He exclaimed smirking as he ran up and jumped on Ixpath, whispering in his ear. "Get me out of here I beg." His cute child like face sloe to Ixath's as he clung effortlessly to his chest. "Hey, bobby pin explosion." He said refering to Eureka. "Settle down, this isn't some boxing match."
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 7:23 pm
Eureka's face lit up bright red in a very un-godlike manner. Her finger pointing accusingly at Ixpath she growled out her fury. "I hate you. Why me? Why out of all the gods that are wandering around this place did you have to do this to ME?"
She gave an ineffective push to Ixpath's wormy torso and fell over in the attempt. From her place on the ground she muttered "And I don't care what these stupid mortals can and can't see. I'm gonna be a god as soon as the stupid sun goes down anyway."
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 9:05 pm
[[ Sorry about my absence...and if my post sounds a bit awkward. ]]
Luna silently followed behind Matt with a little pink lace parasol, which didn't make Luna very happy. After a bit they passed a little shop with mirrors along the front when she finally got a good look of herself. "Light pink hair? What was I thinking?" Luna muttered, a bit disgusted with herself. She was dressed in a very formal light pink attire that made her stick out like a sore thumb. Or, more like a very pretty sore thumb. Luna was highly upset at this point, but continued to keep her mouth shut while following Matt around since she didn't even know where she was. Let alone, where she got such clothing. Who needs a parasol in this weather, anyway...ugh! Luna thought to herself while closing her parasol and giving it to some guy who looked at the thing like it was worth something.
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