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Azure Desiderium rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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 Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 12:56 pm
[Entering]
When Sharra entered the field, he narrowed his eyes, priority one being to reach Marosa's side and stay there. If the two of them were a team, they had at least some paltry chance of surviving, though even the Orychanian weapons tech knew that such a wish was far-fetched. Despite the dire situation, he couldn't help a certain level of calm, a sense that he'd already accomplished something, and even if they should fall in this battle well...at least the most important things had not been left unsaid.
"You ready for this...?"
Taking up a defensive stance at the Ganerie's side, he quickly scanned the field once more. "It would likely be best to go on the offensive...if we can." By themselves, it would have been suicide, but as a team, well... "At least we might be able to take one of the bastards out with us." Quote: Name: Sharra Eldwaithe HP: 40/40 Attacking/Healing/Defending for: Sharra is defending himself for 7. Kingdom: White Rank: Pawn Rank Ability: Conversion, he kills he becomes Miasma Color: White Appearance: A 6'1" blond humanoid with slit-pupiled green eyes and pale skin. His 'spines' (which are displayed most prominently on his shoulders and down his spine) are almost quills of a sort, and react and shift with his thoughts. Sharra is a shapeshifter. Blessing Points:
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 1:12 pm
There was chaos. It was everywhere it seemed, just like before in Silver. Kingdom fighters were fighting in every direction, those who did not want to fight he noticed immediately trying to defend themselves and avoiding conflict, and the shadows. The shadows of the Black Kingdom swarmed in mass, doing their best to take out others. He smiled at their effective tactics of battling. They were a strong group of 'people'. However, he had other things in mind, things that took importance over this fight. Right now, he needed to find a king of another kingdom. With Black fallen and threatened to be taken just like Silver was, he needed to survive and that meant finding a way to another kingdom. If the Shadow King was here then surely the others are too.
Cracking his knuckles and fastening his bag to his back, he darted through the crowds, looking for individuals that were not shadows. Anyone who wore the colors, any indication of the kingdoms.
If he managed to find one, he will have to get them to take him to their king.
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Zee Oddwyn rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 1
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 2:11 pm
The voice of her King carried over the battlefield, and what he said stopped Sun cold in her tracks. She'd never been so disappointed to be right about something. Traitors. Traitors in her Kings court. This would not stand. Sun took off towards her King at a dead sprint, one spine whipping outwards to slash at the traitorous Moon, Amrita. Enoh Love I am attacking for 3 damage! OOC Current HP remaining: 50/50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 3 Target(s): Amrita Rank Ability : Berserk (Unused) Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling (Unused) Character kingdom: Black Knight (Penumbral Paladin) Character's Miasma Colour: Black Character description: The Sun is a petite Shadow in ornate armor, which glimmers from the golden light she seems to give off. Her head is mostly covered in a hood, save for the face, which is half-covered by a mask with the sun carved into its surface like a singular eye. The mouth beneath the mask is rarely seen without a smile. Blessing: 2
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chirigami rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 2:19 pm
The feathered White beast had grown too boring for her - though, she was rather upset that she was failing in taking this horrible creature out - and her attentions were soon called elsewhere. Her head perked the instant she heard familiar shouting from those of her own Kingdom.
And then she heard the King and his sentencing upon two of their own. Her red eyes went wide with worry and she let out a gasp as soon as she turned her head to look. They-they were attacking their King! "Aa!" Maple screeched, instantly with her hand in the air to send one of her Elks to defend the King from their traitorous attacks.
"Wh-what are you doing?!" She cried out, following soon after with the other Elk at her heels. Why were they fighting, why were they fighting with their own kind? And what were they talking about?
AstaraeI Maple is defending you for 6 damage!
OOC  Name: Maple Current HP remaining: 47/50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: DEFENDING for 6 Target(s): Aymet - the Black King Rank Ability : Rook - Heal - unused Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling - unused Blessing Points: 3 Character kingdom: Black Character's Miasma Colour: Black Character description: Maple is a petite girl, short in stature with large horns at her hair line. She is completely black, made of shadows with the only coloring the red accents of her clothing and her eyes.
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Ice Queen rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 2:33 pm
"This is a WAR," Roch yelled at Zeph. "Don't think of it as a spar." Then he turned on the black that had attacked him, tossing the gun aside and shifting his right hand into a chainsaw. "Screw this," he growled, racing forward to attack. He always had been better with his hands. And he proved it, the chainsaw slicing into her miasma shield. He just wished he had hit her harder. OOC Name: Roch Current HP remaining: 33/40 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 3 Target(s): Azmodel Rank Ability : The blessing - unused Kingdom ability: adaptability I AM USING A SPECIAL ABILITY: no Character kingdom: white Character's Miasma Colour: white Character description: glowing purple mohawk cyberpunk - see sig Blessing Points: 0/3 Az-san Roch is attacking Azmodel for 3 hp!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 3:40 pm
How ironic that he had forced himself to sacrifice two of his own just to avoid the battlefield. Initially, Wilson had believed they truly could have survived longer that way, but things had changed. He had changed. There was no smile on the White King’s face when he entered at last, spears clenched in each hand. The tears in his jacket and the slight dent in the spears might have clued the other kingdoms in—these were the same spears that had pinned the commander down.
He was no stranger to chaos. The king watched the ongoing fights with a calm expression. He was anything but his amiable and kind self, but he wasn’t quite his cold, commanding self either. Wilson stood with broad shoulders and face held high, but there was something about his half-lidded eyes and the droop in his posture. His movements were strange, robotic. It was like he was being puppetted by a higher being, but it was far from the truth.
The only thing moving him forward was his desire to see his crewmen one last time. He would not let another fall so carelessly. Wilson raised one arm.
“Officers, Lieutenants—“ There was the notable lack of sergeant and corporal. “—I won’t let any of you fall under my watch anymore. Come to me.”OOC Name: Wilson HP: 50/50 Damage/Healing/Defense: n/a Target: n/a Kingdom ability: Grief x2 Kingdom: White Miasma: White Char Desc: Just look at dat link k Blessing: 0/3
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 3:45 pm
It wasn't even Ryan.
Short of the silver crown on its supposed lump-shaped head, it could have been anyone. Anything. Bits and pieces of it dribbled against the ground, leaving an ugly stain of black, of dissolving silver behind. It shifted, all tar-black and oily violets and reds, blues and greens, whites as it raised an arm towards the White King, if it could even be called an arm. Stubby digits. A melting hand. Sickening and vile to look at.
"Oh White King," said the strange misshapen substance, "Come to me. I have a secret to tell you."
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:03 pm
The silver crown placed on top of its head told him enough. There was no pain etched into Wilson’s features, only cold apathy when he turned to face the blob. “Oh how the mighty of fallen, if you were ever mighty to begin with.” At first he stood in place, gazing toward the battlefield while he waited for his subjects to heed his call, but when none rose fast enough, he sighed and chose to step toward the Silver King, if he was a king at all.
“So what, pray tell, is this secret of yours?”
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chiickadee rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:07 pm
Ami entered the battlefield some time after Wilson. It wasn't hard to see him in the sea of people, what with the power he exuded. She weighed her options. She could chase after him and charge the crystal during that fight, but then the masses would be upon her. Best to charge it, THEN attack.
"Cover me!" she shouted at Dakota. It was sort of a useless command though. Even though Dakota had his faults, Ami knew he'd protect her. She trusted his abilities as both a Moon, and as a person.
She moved in on the first Black Kingdom subject she saw, whacking him with her light spear, and then slashing with the crystal. Hopefully, they blended in and just looked like two players on this chess board.OOC Name: Ami Current HP remaining: 50/50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 6 Target(s): Merope Rank Ability : Bishop Kingdom ability: Grief defense (unused) Character kingdom: White Character's Miasma Colour: White Character description: Ami looks like this. Carrying a glowing crystal and wields a light spear (neat goggles not included so sorry Ami 8'( ) Blessing Points: 1 Crystal Charge: 1
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:10 pm
That strange, grubby hand grabbed at the commander's scarf, reaching forward, a little closer, a little closer, until it was all but dribbling over the other's pristine whites.
"Your fate is the same as mine", It was hard to even make out the words, mostly gurgles and hissing, oddly dissonant of actual words. "When - falls - sure - everyone - and then you will sleep and repeat this again-"
Hissing, pain as it pressed closer from its corrosive touch alone. It leered in his face and showed no signs of living.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:11 pm
((ENTERING))
Dakota moved in front of Ami as soon as they were beamed onto the field, preparing for the inentivable.
War. He was no stranger too. He had kept Rep alive for long as he could before moving to Jordan, Ami would be no different.
Dakota was a ******** moon hunter before he was anything else, and the one's walking away from this field were going to be him and Ami.OOC Name: Dakota Rainstar Current HP remaining: 50/50 Defense done: 1 Target(s): Ami Rank Ability : *UNUSED* A Rook may roll 2d12 -6 to heal themselves or another player in battle (single target). They can only use this once per battle. They can use this max of five times outside of battle ONLY in their Kingdom thread. Kingdom ability: Grief I AM USING A SPECIAL ABILITY: N/A Character kingdom: white Character's Miasma Colour: white Character description: Large Native american parading around as a race known as Livius. Bright glowing eyes like fire, shaved head with a frohawk ponytail. Following some chick around. Blessing Points: 0/3
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Marushii rolled 1 8-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:12 pm
Merope stood his ground. "No," he hissed, "There's got to be another way. Death can't be the answer," he told Amrita. To Night, Merope scowled and pushed him back with his staff. "Why are you trying to kill him? There's another way! There's got to! Are you so... so stupid that you'll bat at the first moving string you'll see?!" Night was a cat, right? And a cat was like a minipet but not...? Something like that, Merope's fuzzy brain told him. "Why should I care about your friends anyway?!" He snapped, trying to block them from attacking Aymet. "Do you have any idea what they've done to me? No! And you don't care, so why should I care about you in return?! Go kill a different king if you're so obsessed with death!" Merope ignored Aymet's words. It was true Merope was dead. He was already dead for quite some time. Quote: Name: Merope HP: 40/40 Rank: Dark Herald (Pawn) Blessings:TARGET: Aymet DMG: DEFENDING FOR: 1 HEALING FOR:Physical Description: A Shadow with defining, illuminated teal-blue lines. Much of him is hidden beneath a simple hooded robe. His beastial form is much like his true undead sea serpent form. While as a humanoid Shadow, Merope wields a staff with his draconic form's characteristics complete with a lantern hanging from its mouth.
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Molten Tigrex rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 1
Total: 12 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:16 pm
" And to think I trusted you both-" The sky. He was used to an endless night, but he'd seen the daylight too. And it was greying along the edges, cracking to expose a darkness beyond it. It made him -- tired. He blinked, and the moment passed, though the tiredness didn't seem to leave him. When he looked back to his traitorous Advisor and Noble, they were no longer his Shadows. And neither, upon a glance, was his Cleric and a Herald. " WHAT-" he snapped suddenly. He shouldered past his true soldiers, the edges of his silhouette sharp with rage. He had eyes only for them - Amrita, Night, Nevena, Merope, or at least, the four things that pretended to be them. Like the silver king, they filled him with immediate disgust. " What have you done with them!?" They seemed to be Shadows only on the outside, perhaps not even that - everything about them radiated a wrongness that his eyes had adjusted to. They paraded in the skin of his closest subjects, assassins not of this or any Kingdom. Nothing like them existed in this world. " Return my Shadows to me, imposters! Cowards!" The King's sword slashed out in an arc, cutting into the Miasma of Night and Nevena. Quote: Name: Shadowlord Aymet, the Black King Current HP remaining: 117/129 Damage done: 8 Target(s): Night and Nevena! Rank Ability: Can recruit any player at the cost of their HP. Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling (Roll 3D6. 1st die = def, 2nd die = dmg, 3rd die = heal) (UNUSEDx2) Character Kingdom: Black Character's Miasma Colour: Black Blessing Points: 1 [DISABLED 2/3] Character description: The Black King is a creature of pure shadow, currently standing about ten feet tall. He is pure black, with blue accents, frayed wispy wings and tail, and few visible features. He can be identified by his crown.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:18 pm
As Uru ran, something out of the corner of his eyes he noticed something. It was like the Black Kingdom - when he looked, something changes each time he did. However, this was not the Black Kingdom and the world was not engulfed in eternal shadows. The humanoid slowed to a halt as he took a moment to look, drowning out the world and the fighting, the shouting, the cries, and the crash of what he could imagine as armor against armor.
The sky.
He noticed it was change, but not in a good way. A wave of nausia seemed to hit him, and quickly passing as he looked. He had to find another king, and fast. The Black Kingdom may fall, but it won't fall silently into the shadows.
In the distance he saw two figures; a shadow and a humanoid. However, the two appeared in a stand off, but it was the shadow that caught his attention. Unlike the Shadow King and the other shadows of the Black Kingdom, this one lacked structure and held more than one color. However, it was what it donned on its head that was interesting.
A silver crown.
Uru's entirety seemed to freeze at the realization. Was that the Silver King? No, the late Silver King. But what of the recent? He needed to know more. Could he be the king to join?...
Uru ran toward the Silver Crowned Shadow and the humanoid.
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chiickadee rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:22 pm
Ami's eyes flicked to Wilson, where she saw what was left of Ryan, the Silver King. Alarmed eyes shot to Dakota, as she bashed one of the fighters with the crystal once more.
"Dakota we're running out of time! If Ryan goes for Wilson, get over there and make sure Wilson's defended." It seemed sort of a strange plan, but in order for Ami to kill Wilson permanently, he needed to be alive. That, and only god knew what corrupted!Ryan would do to Wilson if he got his hands on him.
C'mon you stupid crystal, she thought, We don't have time for this.OOC Name: Ami Current HP remaining: 50/50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 5 Target(s): Merope Rank Ability : Bishop Kingdom ability: Grief defense (unused) Character kingdom: White Character's Miasma Colour: White Character description: Ami looks like this. Carrying a glowing crystal and wields a light spear (neat goggles not included so sorry Ami 8'( ) Blessing Points: 2 Crystal Charge: 2
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