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 Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 4:57 pm
((Heh heh, Fenrir has a certain "connection" to Earth...I'm not going to give it away though... =D *winks*))
Elistral placed the lute/staff on the table and put her hands in her lap, messing around with the three rings on her right hand. She had been feeling a little hungry, as you always do when you go into a bakery. But the subject that had been brought up quelled any hunger, big or small. "Not all elves are in hiding." She said to the group sitting at the table. "There are elves in the east, in the forest known as Servillia. Not related by blood, of course, but most likely eager to help. And for luring Reaper..." She trailed off, uncomfortable suddenly.
"That'll work--" Rore broke off, holding a finger up to say that he was still speaking. He swallowed the pie in his mouth and took a gulp of water, then continued. "What'd you say about Reaper now?"
"I am...reluctant to say it." Elistral glanced up at him, her eyes troubled, then at the others. "But, if Reaper is anything like Mal, then he will be partly after Strider as well as taking over what he wants in the long term. We could, if Strider gives his assent, use him as..."
"As a kind of bait." Rore finished for her, nodding. He knew it was hard to think of telling a close friend to do something dangerous, and even harder to voice it. "Well, risks have to be taken in war, and battles. I'm not quite sure I agree with this rough plan, but, it could maybe work." He directed his gaze to the others at the table, at Jake, Demios, Silvia, then Strider. "Maybe, but who knows? Any other suggestions?"
Gorash didn't reply immediately, but sat down silently and unslung his two big weapons from his back. He took out a piece of cloth and started to clean the massive blade of his halberd, still stained with horse blood and now tree resin. He stopped after a while and stared at the fire's light on the laughing skull adornment on the pole. "Any other time, I'd say fire was a good thing. But now, I have...mixed feelings for it. It can be used for evil things too." He fell silent again, somehow uncomfortable with the subject. The other him was strangely keeping quiet and it unnerved him.
Fenrir put the digital camera on standby and dropped it in one of his pockets. He looked around the homey kitchen for a few seconds before leaving through the door to the garden outside. Selena glanced up when she heard him coming, dusting off her hands. "Don't worry, I'll be back in, oh, maybe a couple of days? A week at the max?" He assured her with a smile. She nodded. "You better not go off for too long. I know you had a bit of free time, but try to visit once in a while." He nodded and they stood there for a moment before embracing. "Trust me, 'kay?" He mumbled into her shoulder, then let her go and smiled again, putting his hat on his head, tipping it to her politely. Then, he simply wasn't there anymore. Selena stood there, looking at the spot he'd been, before she bent back down to tend to her garden, already wishing he hadn't left.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 12:26 am
Strider laughed at the notion of the elves in the East. "The elves of the East? They cling to their forests and their books. Though they were powerful in the Elder Days their power and strength is all but gone. Mostly mages and scholars. No. We shall find no strentgh in the elves of Servillia. Now the elves of the North they are what we need. If I could find them then we would have a chance. I would take a guess that they are still as powerful as they were hundreds of years ago. As for your idea I do not agree with your logic. Reaper is an amazingly lazy person and does not act unless he feels he can gain something. Well instead of telling you I think I know a way to show you." Strider took his staff back and it transformed into a flute. He began to play an ominous but bright tune and in their minds they saw a young Reaper from before he was a bounty hunter. Strider stopped playing but the song kept going in their minds. "His name was Rayli Shane Scotts He was a sweet boy and I befriended him." In everyone's mind they saw Reaper and Strider playing and having fun. "Me and his father knew each other quit well. He loved his father andas such was devistated by his death. I was with him when he died and when Rea...Ray, as he was called, walked in he saw me hunched over his body and blamed me. From then on he vowed revenge." Everyone saw an old man and a funeral with the young Reaper crying. "It took a few years but eventually he came to me for his revenge and was defeated. After a few more times of this he decided that to beat me he would have to become more than human. Seeing as he couldn't just gain magic like me or become some super natural being he resorted to replacing body parts with robotic one. He turned himself into a cyborg." Everyone saw and older Reaper with a simple metalic arm holding a pistol and a metal leg. "Every time he would lose he would replace more and more of himself and with every replacement the deeper and deeper he was swalloed by lust for revenge. With each replacement the tougher it was to keep him down and the harder it was to defeat him. Until finally he had became a complete robot. No more was the young boy I had befriended. Now all that was left was metal and machinery." They saw a few battles between Strider and Reaper and then the robotic Reaper. "This was then the first time I had every engaged him. I traveled to his base in the desserts of the Seharra and sought him out. When I found him we fought and I berley escaped with my life but Reaper was no more. I saved the last two pieces of him still human: his heart and his brain. I placed them in a special suit that allowed him to live but not to move or anything else. I left him there in his base expecting him to die." Everyone saw the fight and the saving and the song ended. "Reaper is ruthless and will do anything to get what he wants but that was then. Now Reaper sees that even with the uprades Mal gave him he cannot defeat me personally so instead he shall take out everything else and gain support before he comes for me. When he does though he will be fully prepared for me and may win. This is why we need the elves of the North and even from the East. If we are able to gather them along with the men we have here we would have a formidable force."
It was drawing close to Zero hour and Reaper was anxious. He was ready to kill something.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 1:35 pm
((I think I'm going to post the story I made for this RP in the Writing Arena, if that's okay with you. I'll make sure to mention that Reaper and Strider are your charries in the description.))
Elistral frowned, close to a scowl, at the comment of the elves in the East, and looked up. At Strider's sudden enthusiasm for fighting Reaper, her reluctance to use him as bait was gone. "The elves of Servillia are not so idle as you would think. Yes, some of them prefer books or spells to actual fighting, but nowadays they're willing to join in any cause if they're asked." She said, holding back the annoyance in her tone.
Rore shrugged and finished eating, setting his fork down on the plate. "I asked for suggestions, not a whole life story complete with music." He said, chuckling, but it was weak. He felt sympathy for Reaper, even though he knew that he should feel anything except that. He probably never asked for what had happened to him, and if he had inquired to Strider about how his father had died, he would have lived out his life normally. "Then I guess the plan would be to recruit people in the nearest towns before Reaper can fully control them, then find whatever elves we can and go after Reaper." He nodded to himself, though he figured Strider would go on to say something that would make his suggestion seem like child's play. The retired knight was quickly learning that the man liked to say things that inspired other people, but preferred to combat it with the negative side of things, or vice versa, in favor of his plans. "Besides, if you were a super natural being, how could you barely escape with your life?"
Crow decided that, with the heavy sound of rain, the torches would be useless. He instructed a group of Ravagers to return them to one of the storerooms. They'd be able to see in the darkness fine. Climbing up the ladder to the trapdoor above, he pushed it open enough to check out the situation. Dark clouds were roiling angrily above, lit up by lightning strikes and booming thunder. The thunderstorm was nearing the brunt of it's energy, and Crow had no doubts that Reaper would be moving to the town soon. Even though he was lazy, he remembered that whenever he wanted to, the man could spring into action and fall right back into idleness. He gestured to the waiting force below, then climbed up out of the hole, letting the Ravagers follow suit. The rain was cold, unlike the late summer warmth from before, and he was beginning to get soaked. His wings came out, no pain this time since he'd been flying often, and he used them to shield the rain off, Ezekiel coming to perch on his shoulder again.
Gorash finished cleaning his halberd, knowing that it would soon be drenched in blood again anyway. The stench would never be gone from the metal for long until it was buried in someone's head or chest. He noticed that Reaper was getting fidgety. He closed his eyes and tried to enjoy the brief calm before the storm, listening to the thunder above and feeling the lukewarm breeze start to blow more fiercely, his black bangs fluttering against his forehead. Having a small bit satisfaction that the other him wasn't interfering, along with the knowledge that the stillness would be shattered in a moment, he put on his helmet again, allowing himself to smile for a second underneath it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 6:12 pm
"I am sorry if I angered you Elistral. it was not my intention. As for your suggestion Rore. Yes that is exactly my plan. Though I will be gone for a few days and I shall have to leave it to you. Oh and i'd like to see you be pierce by hundreds of metal balls and not come out almost dead." With that Strider stood up and took his staff. "If I do not return in three days then go on without me. I am going to go looking for the Northern elves. Oh and Demios your in charge until I return. Good day." With that he stepped outside the door and vanished.
"Always moving isn't he?" Demios stood as well. "Well I suggest we each get some sleep. There shall be enough to do tommarow." Demios followed by Jake went to the rooms that Demios had paid for at the Inn.
Reaper had closed his eyes but suddenly he stood and drew his guns. "Well lets move people. The town ain't gonna destroy itself." Reaper followed by the other began to move towards the horde massing on the hill top. "Come, Gorash. There are people to kill."
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 8:01 am
Elistral felt her scowl soften, and soon it wasn't there any more. She watched Demios and Jake leave the bakery. "It was late afternoon when the storm appeared." She noted to Rore and Silvia, the other two at the table. "And a little later it started."
Rore nodded in agreement. "I don't see how we should go to sleep now. Demios put me and Jake to sleep a while ago, and I'm not tired. Besides..." He got up and stretched, picking up his glass he needed to bring back. "I should be heading back home."
Elistral stood also, bundling up the remaining food not eaten and handing it to him. "It should end by around midnight, if not earlier or later. I'll walk with you to your house. What about you, mother?" She turned to Silvia, directing the question to her.
Gorash opened his eyes with a sudden shudder, feeling blood lust rise in him. The other him had been waiting for this moment. It would most likely attempt to take control, and win. He stood and put his great sword and halberd back on his back, slipping them under his torn brown cape he wore. "...Yes..." He let out with a shaky breath, his voice wavering a little, and went to follow behind Reaper obediently.
In the town that Reaper had decided would fall, it's citizens were safely indoors. Few people rushed from one place to another, not wishing to be out in the cold rain any longer than they had to. Fenrir stepped out from around the corner of a building, as if he had always been standing there, and the passing priest didn't take any notice of him. He went to lift his cloak over his head, to shield off the rain, but then froze in place for a minute. Then he shook his head to clear it, and from the cold, and covered himself with his cloak. "No, I don't care whether Patty the gardener is trying to decide to visit her son who moved away 5 years ago." He mumbled to himself after shifting through everything that had come to him from setting foot on the ground and went to find Tim, the outside gate guard.
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 2:44 pm
"Well I don't rightly know. I don't really have anywhere to stay. I may just stay in the Inn." Silvia said getting up and stretching.
When Reaper and the others made it to the hill Reaper bowed to Crow. "Good evening isn't it?" He stood back up. "Now is the time George. You know what to do."
George bowed and disappeared. He reappeared 5 min. later. "It is done."
"Good. Now watch Crow. This is my bomb." Reaper took out his pistol from it's holster and aimed. He zoomed in with his robotic eyes and fired. A few seconds later you saw a small light, then nothing, And then BOOM! A large explosion smashed windows and the shockwave came to meet them all. The bomb created a chain reaction and soon other bombs began to explode and soon the entire town was in flames. Reaper began to laugh then it turned into a maniacaly insane laugh of pleasure and then the explosion stopped but the fire didn't. You could see shapes trying to put out the fires. "Now is the time Demon horde! Go! Leave none alive!" The horde screamed with blood lust and began the charge. Reaper began to walk down knowing that there would be some resistance.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 11:35 am
((I'ma reply soon for this. Dun worry! I know what I'm going to put, but I need the time to type it up and make sure the two guys in one of my classes don't reach over and exit out the window...Again...))
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 3:05 pm
((Hehe. Poor Ty. Okay I guess i can wait =P))
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 7:34 pm
((That's right, you wait! XD Hey, how do you deal with those who keep doing that on your computer because you're on some random site, yet they visit random sites most of the time too?))
"If you need a place to stay, the Protectors have set up base in the clock tower in Town Square. Just mention me and they'll understand." Elistral said, then let Rore lead the way to the bakery's exit.
Rore opened the door and the bell attached to it gave a clear ringing noise. "My house is just outside of the town, there's a road heading west up a hill. In case you need to know." He said and nodded politely to Silvia, then led the way out into the storm. "Damn that's cold!" He shivered and bowed his shoulders to protect the bundle of bakery goods.
Elistral wholeheartedly agreed. "Yes, let's hope it doesn't last for too long." She ran after Rore, who had begun to sprint ahead of her.
Crow gave a flap of his black wings and launched into the air from the ground to a few good feet up. Ezekiel hopped off his shoulder and fly around, but not straying too far. "You should be glad that the thunder sounded when your bomb went off. That would've been heard for miles." He joked almost casually. Really, he was a little uneasy. Reaper was fairly easygoing, but there were times when he showed the opposite. He flew off, following the Ravager's swarming downhill to the burning town.
Gorash bit down hard on his lip, tasting the iron of his blood, to keep from crying out with the others. He didn't want to relinquish control yet. It was inevitable, though. Give in. "No." He muttered quietly to himself hollowly. You have to. "I don't want to." Soon. "Never." Without even noticing it, he looked down to find his halberd in his hands.
Tim was, predictably, by the south gate starting to pass buckets of water around to everyone. "Well, at least it's warmer now..." Fenrir said to himself, smiling a little at the irony. He let his wet cloak fall down from where he'd been holding it up over his head and went over to where the winch was that was holding the gate open. There was a heavy metal chain wrapped around the thing, glinting in the firelight. He glanced at it for a moment, then reached into his pocket to pull out one of his kris by the hilt that had somehow fit into the small cloth opening. "What are you doing over here?" Tim had noticed him by the winch and had come over to him, holding a sloshing bucket. Fenrir looked like he was thinking hard for a moment. "Nothing really, just what needs to be done." Before the guard could stop him, the silver of his kris flashed and cut easily through the metal chain, the wooden gate coming crashing down. "Wh-?! What did you do that for?!" Fenrir gave a shrug and turned to walk off. Tim grabbed his arm and spun him around to face forward again, not understanding and angry. "I'm sorry, but there must not be any survivors." He gave for his explanation, his yellow eyes looking mournful. The guard had dropped the water bucket and was shaking his head back and forth. Then he made to move off for another, but this time Fenrir pulled him back, slipping his kris up into his heart. "I'm sorry." He repeated quietly, then let the dead guard fall to the pooling blood on the ground. Walking off to find another gate, he pointedly ignored Tim's family rushing to his corpse, sobbing and cursing at him the whole time.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 2:26 pm
Silvia heard a large rumble of thunder as she made her way to the clock tower. She knocked three times and when someone answered she told them Elistral had sent her and that she needed a place to stay. They let her in and gave her a bed. Silvia then took off most of her clothing and lay down and slept.
Reaper and the horde had begun killing all those who were lucky enough to escape the flaming city. Reaper had used his sword so no one would hear his gun shots from another town. As he had suspected there was some resistance but they were easily overwhelmed.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 2:31 pm
((That all you going to post? =| Just wondering.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 2:47 pm
((yes because that's pretty much all that's going on. It's like Demios and Jake are asleep, Strider won't be back in the story for awhile, and it's only natural that George, Oni, and Marie are fighting as well.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 3:20 pm
(('Kay. My charries are almost always moving. Though I might make one or two go off and do some things.))
Rore paused with his hand on the doorknob of his house. He wondered whether his family was asleep inside or not.
"We'll come and get you in the morning." Elistral said, as if reading his mind. "Or, whenever something comes up." She patted him on the back and went back to the town, deciding to go to the library to read for a bit.
Rore watched her disappear, then slipped inside to get away from the downpour. He set the bundle on the table gently and went over to the fireplace to warm up. He sat down and sighed when he saw who was in the other chair. "Ellie, you shouldn't be up. You're not feeling well." Then he noticed she'd fallen asleep. He sighed again at himself for not realizing it, and picked her up in his arms, going into their bedroom to set her down.
As soon as the first person fell by the rushing horde, the other Gorash had suddenly taken over. He let out a loud bellowing laugh, and much to the other's disgust, began to slaughter any and all in his path. He did restrain from killing too many of his allies. The light from the blazing town reflected off the black of his heavy armor and the red of the blood dripping from it. He was having a great time, the screams from men, women, and children rang like music in his ears. The halberd carved up any who wandered too close to him, and he darted around quickly like he was holding nothing.
Fenrir had closed all of the gates except the one that the Ravager horde was to enter in. He wiped off the blade of his kris on some poor unfortunate man's clothes, but kept it in his hand. Taking his watch out, he opened it and saw his reflection in the glass. "Let's get this party started." He said, quoting a song he knew and chuckling. Then he closed it with an audible click and wandered off to where he knew Reaper was going to come through, swinging the watch by it's gold chain with his finger and humming the rest of the song.
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 7:29 pm
While the rest of his horde was going through the open gate he made his way with his three partners to another gate where he shot it open. He stepped in and began to kill all those who had fled here. He began to laugh insanely as he cut and shot all those in his path.
George was second inside and he begun to cast a levitation spell and he lifted up his hands and two buildings lifted with them. He began to swing the buildings into others and smash all those inside them.
Marie was third inside and threw an ice spear at a man running from them killing him. She drew another and threw it at a building freezing it instantly. She threw another and it shattered killing all inside. She was filled with blood lust.
Oni being last in just sat back until he saw a chance to burn everything behind the first three. Some had been missed so he burnt them into nothing and burnt away their ashes.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 12:12 pm
((You should work on run-on sentences. =D ))
Rore moved Ellen's hair out of her pretty face and laid a blanket over her. Then he went back into the main room, closing the door softly behind him and moving to sit in a worn chair before the fire. Warming his hands, he glanced up to his sword hanging above the mantle. He often took it down to practice with it, or spar with some of the Protectors. He remembered his old regiment buddies. There were the new recruits of course, green as spring grass, and the older veterans. Max had been one of them, a grizzled aging commander. He'd been almost like a father to him. To both him and Gorash. Rore rubbed his face, suddenly weary. Maybe I should get some sleep..., he thought, leaning back comfortably and closing his eyes.
Crow watched everything going on below from his place above in the sky. He sighed to himself, thinking that he should have some fun while he could. Then he folded his wings close to his body, diving down into the fray.
Gorash entered into the town with the main force if the horde. More specifically, one of the first ones in. There were plenty enough people to go around, but they'd all soon be dead. Soon, he thought with a fierce grin behind his helmet.
"Oh, and there goes all the work I've done." Fenrir said, shaking his head regretfully to himself. He was leaning casually against one of the very few buildings that remained while George was busy destroying the others like a kid with a Lego set. "Fire, ice, and destruction. What a nice combo you've got there, Reaper." He crossed his arms over his chest and watched Reaper turn towards him when he heard his voice. He smiled friendily at him, sharp canines showing. "But I guess I can't complain, huh? Pretty flashy for someone like you. I see Gorash isn't with you. Just George, Marie, and Oni. He must be having fun somewhere else with this slaughter-fest."
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