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 Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 9:59 pm
"Pretty sure we haven't met." Tanya replied to Eolo, it seemed almost as if she was about to say more when she did a double take at Misopan's reply. "Whoa whoa, What? Did you say Divine Beast? Seriously?" Tanya wandered over and quite suddenly poked the creature. Eyes widening she muttered. "Oh damn... I guess so..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 12:20 am
"Where did Drakian get off to? His client will be here in a half hour." Khorae was irritably musing aloud, getting her room ready for her own in another hour.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 8:57 am
"....how...interesting...."
Chironn stared at the strange coloured trees, wondering briefly what kind of world she had landed in. She was suprised, but not very: She had once met a dimension traveling demon women ,and her son, who had told her about other worlds. When Chironn asked her how it was possible, the women only laughed.
" It's easy, if you have enough power. Of course, controlling where you go isn't too easy....."
Wonder if they ever got home.....Chironn thought briefly, sighing. She had greater concerns then two lost demons, however. Chironn had a dragon to find, and fast.
Da**ed girl......
A small black dragon growled trying to flutter her torn wings. When the pain shot through her little body, she let out a hiss of pain, trembling. She felt weak, and hated it. She was a dragon after all!
This is what you get for letting her play with your powers, Koumouri, She thought bitterly. As soon as she found the dragon-girl who she had befriended, she planned to rip the girls arms to shreds.
She tried to reach Chiron through her telepathy, but it was no good. She was weak, and couldn't reach the girl. She assumed the girl had to be pretty far away. Letting out a sigh-like his, she stared up at the tree branches, cursing them with all her being. Falling through them had torn her wings, and left her weak and injured. She began to walk, very slowly, ignoring the pain, sending out pleas for help through her telepathy, hoping someone was close enough to hear
(( As a note to anyone from the other Matri RP on the guild, the demon girl Chironn was refering to was Yeya~))
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 8:19 pm
Leo_Osaka Pharallah snorted: "As great as it would be to scry for him, I know I can't. His body has proven that it just can't be done." He sighed and considered the rediculous elf idea. He snorted beofre responding, "Oh please, elves are practical idiots. All the ones I've met are." He paused as he felt that familiar odd pang that alerted him that something was near. He didn't hear anything, but he could detect life auras somewhere. "Are we being...watched? Ermak chuckled, "No such thing as 'Can't be done'." The brude informed his blunt companion. "Now something that is 'really difficult' I can understand, but you've never met a 'wildarian' if you still beleive things are impossible." The Brude winked as they walked, He laughed again at the commentary on elves, "Depends on the Elf! I'd love to hear you say that to the Irdanian variety though,... would be absolutely worth any repercussions I think." winding down to a snicker he shrugged, "Followed, or perhaps 'stalked' is a more accurate term." He paused for a moment cocking his head to one side as though listening to something, "But no worries, although it's a larger pack, there aren't enough of them to warrant an outright attack, just so long as neither of us wanders off for a 'potty break' we'll be fine..." Smirking he glanced at Pharalla, "You can hold it a while right?"
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 1:38 pm
And suddenly Pharallah died of a heart attack and was forgotten.
(Cheap way to write myself out of an RP I have no intention of playing in.))
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 10:51 am
OOC: I must ask however, what does being a master archer have to do with needing to pee? neutral
Misopan fairly preened under the awe, doing his best to appear as impressive as his short and heavy forelegs could manage. And then she poked him, he snarled and leapt back, demanding in an angry tone. "How DARE you POKE me." His voice belied his age and immaturity, the hurt front of the sort that only a teenager with injured pride could manage.
"Yes, quite..." Dyonisu muttered. "So... you are Tanya Knightmage are you not?" He asked the powerful woman, his voice hesitant. "I-I am a traveler from the future... I can bend the dimension around me, but I'm afraid I don't quite have control of that ability yet... if... it wouldn't be too much to ask... would you be willing to give me a few pointers?"
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 12:12 pm
-.- misread it, mainly because roleplaying Gaia is getting horribly boring and I'm not actually paying full attention to what's being written.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 4:11 pm
Ermak Lorde From wherever they might have come from, select personages, minding their own buisness, and wandering their own worlds were suddenly greeted by an alien flying lizard, or what some might recognize as a 'dragon'. this 3 and a half foot long, creature was covered in irridescant purple scales. crazed, beady eyes locked breifly with a certain unfortunate being, and it's muzzle broke into a toothsome grin, bearing rows of needle-like fangs. Suddenly, both the creature and it's unfortunate victim disapeared, and the interloper now found His / Herself standing in the middle of a deep forest. It was night, and it was raining softly. odd sounds emitted from the thick jungle-like underbrush. And drifting from the darkened skies, came a mischievious chuckle, followed by a whisper of insane plottings. Then all fell silent. The trees were immensly tall, stretching towards the heavens with their silvery purple tinged branches. The equally metalic leaves glittered in the fain light, and a smell, not unlike a strange mixture of chestnut and cinnimon, wafted through the damp air.
Apparently he was wrong. He caught a flash of irridescent purple. Just as he had convinced himself he had imagined it he saw it again. Frightened he let out a little yelp. The thing resolved itself into a the form of a really big lizzard only it had wings... there was another name for those somewhere in the dim recesses of his mind he knew there was, only it wasn't coming to him. He started to edge away from the thing, after all maybe it was one of the things that had made him like this. Not that he could recall what he was before, but he knew he hadn't always looked sort of like a fox. The thing smiled at him insanely and the world seemed to shift. He felt like he was going to be sick and then suddenly he wasn't in the hallway anymore he was in a forest! He whirled around until his head spun more trying to find the source of the strange noises and the unearthly whispers. It was dark and even with his fox like sight he couldn't make out anyone in the dense brush. He was wet too and he discovered he did not like the smell of himself wet all that much. He registered many other smells, some of them pleasent, some frightening and all completely alien.
Chestnut tugged on his collar (the only thing he wore besides his covering of russet fur) nervously. What was he supposed to do? He looked around for the lizard that was not a lizard but saw nothing and didn't smell it either.... what he did smell something sort of like the thing he couldn't be sure the way the rain washed the sent from the air but he thought he smelt it. He figured if he could find it might tell him where he was and what was happening, it didn't look big enough to be all that threatening. With that he slipped into the brush moving quickly and silently through the brush on his nimble paws. This gave him an odd satisfaction and he had a feeling he hadn't always been very nimble. The smell grew stronger it seemed the sourse was not far and for some reason he thought he heard someone calling for help. That's when it happened he was so intent on following the snell he didn't notice the tree branch, it caught his foot and he found himself falling. He was a little disoriented and as he started to pick himself he froze at the sight of a much larger version of the thing that had brought him here. He sat frozen in front of it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:45 pm
Brian Silverhead had left more than an hour ago only Lady ShimmerStar remained, His face was brilliant with glitter makeup, his hair dyed Ice blue oh and the outfits were strange and brilliant and very numerous he had counted 9 by now and the concert was scheduled to go for 3 more hours.
Lady ShimmerStar sat in a wooden chair gazing into a mirror as someone retouched his hair, a slow drumbeat came from the stage.
"done" said his hairstylist a bit to cheerfully
"Right then" Lady ShimmerStar stood and began walking towards the stage but stopped just before entering and stood impatiently tapping his foot.
"Er, sorry be right there" his assistant called out before rushing up holding a collar made of 12 one and a half foot ice blue feathers that matched his silver jumpsuit. He took the collar and affixed it to his shirt. A cheer rang out from the crowd as he stepped onto the stage and began his slow walk to the mic his.
"Well hello there, aren't I lovely tonight?" he called out to the crowd with a slight laugh and smirk. He reached down and lifted a purple and silver electric guitar, at this moment the drum halted and lights dimmed with spotlights aimed towards each member of the band and blue flowers began blowing across the stage. In one movement he placed the guitar strap across his shoulder and played out a chord, the drum and piano came in to match his playing. His voice filled the concert hall as he began to sing.
"There's a dragon waiting to be shown
None are here to point him to the people
Then walk out the sunken door
You realize you left that trip at the shore
Oh-ho-ohoho you're strung out with the dandies to dry
Oh-ho-ohoho you're strung out with the dandies to die
Maybe soon you'll realize life ain't such a senseless thing"
at this moment a blinding light appeared before his eyes in the center a purple dragon. well that's certainly interesting was the first thought to cross the singers mind the next was that thing better not mess with my show
The light faded and with it the dragon leaving only a Shimmering Star alone in the forest being doused by rain.
"Illusion first of all pleasures
Lies last with forgotten dates
People drifting past into unforeseable fates
If you're gonna tell the truth better make sure to have them laugh
or your life is gonna pass"
He continued before realizing there was no audience anymore.
The Star went out, Only Brian Silverhead remained standing in the muddy forest in a ridiculous outfit under the rain.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 7:05 pm
Khorae left the brothel she owned with her regrets to the client. However, he was a regular and knew he'd get a whole night at a later date in "sincere" apology.
"When I find him..." She growls, heading into the forest where she was betting Drakian and his mother had gone. Pulling her cloak hood up, in her deep, emerald green gown she wanders through the trees until she spots a strange sight. A man all in pale silver and blue feathers.
"Well. All dressed up and nowhere to go?" She emerges from the wet foliage and comes nearer, a pale, auburn haired beauty with a smirking red mouth. "Drakian, I'll deal with you later."OOC: Here's a basic idea of what she looks like: Khorae's Character Sheet Kashir's pendant in the picture does not apply, this is a different version of her where he has never entered her life.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 3:10 pm
Brian heard a woman, his head snapped around to stare at her and was impressed with what he saw.
"Oh, I may be dressed up but I have somewhere to go" He spoke softly still shocked by the situation, though not quite as shocked as someone really should be in such an encounter.
"Actually" he began walking towards her with a sort of feral grace, as though he was a cat stalking it's prey, slowly and cautiously though still looking beautiful. Water rolled off of his clothing easily as though it was coated in something. His eyes never left hers and he didn't blink.
"I was rather hoping you could show me just where that is" A small smile crept onto his face as Brian extended his hand towards the Khorae.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 10:16 pm
"Hmm. Either you will love where I take you. . .or hate it." Khorae took his hand formally, the old-fashioned way in which you'd be expected to kiss the back of hers instead of shake it. Unperturbed by his grace or lack of blinking, she stood cool and calm, obviously a woman of status and charisma. She probably had never gone without; a smile from her could gain her anything.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 9:23 am
Brian lowered his eyes and bowed down to lightly lay his lips upon her hand. He drew himself back into a standing position leaving his hand with Khorae's
"Wherever it is I'm sure I will absolutely love it" Brian swung his guitar around so it was on his back and could no longer get in the way. He was now glad he had thought to water proof the thing or it would surely be ruined. "So shall we go?"
OOC: I had to spell standing three times the first time I said Stadning and the second Stabding, which would not have been appropriate at all.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 7:15 pm
"So we shall. I'm currently looking for an employee of mine. And..." she looks him over curiously, it really was a silly looking outfit, "where were you from?" She leads him by the arm into the forest some more, glancing about every so often. And what possessed you to wear that?
OOC: No, that would not have been. whee
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 7:54 pm
Brian followed shortly behind her trying his best to not hit the guitar against any trees. "Well I was just performing in a concert hall in downtown London... but now I suppose I'm here" He wondered why she used the past tense but ignored it. "Where do you come from?" Brian queried not quite certain what the look she had given him was about. Then he remembered his outfit "Oh, well this ensemble seemed a bit more logical at the time"
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