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 Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 8:22 pm
The lightsaber beam would take away any force Peppa might have had to throw himself into an effective headbut, because it pushed Kichiro away from Peppa's skull and back. His boots grinded against the cave floor, but no real damage could be seen on the shinobi.
Falling fowards while having a leg getting cut and getting bashed in the back of the head, didn't provide for too much force upwards into a headbutt. Peppa would be doing the equivalent of trying to rise and kiss Kichiro, while the shinobi rotated his wristed and came for another blow to the left side of Peppa's jaw with the flat of the blade. The blades were all aflame, and with Peppa puttting himself point blank into the fire, Peppa would be all sorts of hot.
"Burn baby.... burn..."Peppa's big mistake. Peppa's leg was now cut. He knew what was next. Fire. Peppa would stumble forward onto his right knee.
Now if one remembers correctly, that katana was the one with the silver flames that ate through metal, organs and stuff.
Peppa was likely going to become a soprano after doing that one, while getting his jaw smacked.
What likely would happen next would be Peppa falling over to the left, dropping the saber, and clutching like any man at his balls that were in all likely hood, only half present.
"What were you saying?"
Kichiro would tilt his head, bringing his wakazashi back around to block the light saber and knock it aside. The katana would still be smacking against Peppa's crotch unless Peppa did fall to the side over it, like was expected.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:57 am
Luminare stared at the ground, his legs stumbling as they rose. As he picked his head up a harsh look in his eyes roared like a fire in a stack of hay. He spoke with no emotion, but you could tell he was paying attention.
"Switched sides... again?"
Luminare asked to Roland.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:50 am
"Vidunder has one hell of a way with persuasion." Roland said coldly, standing up. His hand absently went to his side, and he stood, looking in the cell that spoke to him. "...But now I can say without fear that I will not be that naive."
"And just what are you saying? He ever seemed like a good choice of employer?" 'Griff' spit sarcastically. Looking inside, it would seem hard to believe that this man had the body left to be defiant. Emaciated and weak, the man with the black falcon wings sat in his cell with a fighting smirk on his face.
The man in the next cell was out cold, the blood dripping from above into his mouth, and his porcelain white skin made him a definite Vampire. the next cell over was some eight feet and covered in fur, the wolfish face showing that he was a lycan of some sort.
"..." Roland's face became quite stoney as he was obviously robbed for words. "I can not justify myself."
"I promise you, buddy. The minute I'm outta here, I'm gonna kick your ******** a**." The Avian spat, his eyes looking at the bars to his cell. They shown a brilliant green, despite having been entirely beaten down like this man had. "I'm gonna make you pay for this."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 1:41 pm
"What the <********> is going on right now?"
Luminare demanded an answer, he stepped inbetween the two. First he looked at the Avian, than snapped back to Roland.
"This isn't a time for argueing, if you two have a hatred, this is the time to put the bullshit aside and do what we came here to do, Roland; What is next?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:47 pm
O_o
Peppa suddenly realised he was crying.
The man would hit the floor, a grown man clutching his sack for dear life whilst screaming at the top of the lungs. It resembled a deep voiced baby after being punched in the throat. The scream would echo in the caves as Peppa collected himself.
Litterally.
Next time I'll curcumsis you'r d**k like a ******** jew you-AHH
Peppa, a Jedi, one who was supposed to be a peace lover was cursing a storm. He began screaming in a rage of cusswords while he spent all spiritual energies he could afford in reconnecting his package. These were vital parts. Sure Peppa already had two kids.
Yet you never knew with Peppa, he's already had two kids die. These kids didn't have much of a life expectancy.
If I could stand up, or move my legs for that matter, I would be making you choke on you'r own package right now.
Peppa winced as the pain went away. The package was scarred. He had a ******** scar on his package thanks to Kichiro. What the hell was up with that. He had been all out malled these past days, he didn't need to be castrated for his mistakes.
If a jedis life was to be served alone, we'd've been castrated at birth.........can we do this tomorrow? I need some ice. Hopefully no one stole my vodka.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:52 pm
"You dropped onto my sword, and grabbed at my arm. Didn't really have any room to move it, you dope."
Kichiro tilted his head to the side.
"Throwing yourself forward with a blade between your legs... Tsk."
Kichiro looked down at the Jedi, wondering what the man was thinking. He twirled the blades back into their respective sheathes. He couldn't help but shake his head. Especially with all the fire damage Peppa would be taking. The man would likely have blisters all over the place.
"You need to watch the powers of others, and not put body parts near sharp pointy things."
Kichiro instructed.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:58 pm
There wouldn't be much throwing of myself if I hadn't got my leg cut. I know, you got the best of me. Don't need to lecture me on it. I can feel the pain now.
Peppa was blistering. He always ignored it. Upon standing, the Jedi would sigh. The skin remolding to it's orignal status. Soon Peppa's skin was goona be one giant scar. He was goona be invulnerable to just about everything from getting whacked so much.
He hadn't felt like this in a long time.
If you say one more line I swear on the force I will tie a string to every hair on you'r body then pull them all at once.
He just needed some alochol.
Peppa walked over to the entrance. Spotting where the alcohol was. In the distance he saw a redneck that appearantly cut the risks at vodka before running into the yellow glowey cave. A aggitated Jedi sighed in relief. Suddenly his teachings took palce again.
He seemed so bipolar.
I'll just go home and get a drink I guess.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:02 pm
Kichiro nodded, and walked over to his overcoat. He picked up and looked over to Peppa. Suddenly, he vanished. Against force powers and everything. He was simply gone. There was a power he was obviously not showing Peppa through all these fights.
Some trick of the mind perhaps.
In any case.
Kichiro was gone.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:33 pm
((OH SNAP!)) 
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:15 pm
A seat was pulled over around Luminare and he sat rather comfortably. He closed his eyes and pulled together things he knew about Vidunder, trying to piece together what the sinister man was plotting.
Luminare slouched, and he started to doze off, despite the eary feeling of death, it has now become common to him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 7:01 am
"Let's not be sleeping here, Luminare. We need to get at least to a bed. Sleeping bodies become projects." Roland took Luminare up to the elevator and back to Origin headquarters, where it became time to get him some rest.
"Rest, train. No going to the caves... If you'd like, I could buy you a ticket to Heaven Or Hell... But for now, you need to stay low... So do I.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 2:14 pm
One eye opened, and Luminare pushed off the chair. He nodded to the prisoners with an odd, assuring swagger and walked into the elevator where it lifted and opened again, letting him exit. As Roland spoke, Luminare thought of one thing- Sleep.
"Thankyou, Roland... "
The man walked and yawned before he found the nearest vacant room and clean bedspread. He threw off his heavy clothes before jumping into the bed, where he slowly closed his eyes, there was a small cluster of dreams beginning to form.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 8:42 pm
Griff woke up the next morning to find that for the first time in months, he could feel his wrists. And his ankles. With a blink, he looked to either side and rubbed his various joints, slowly getting to his feet. Having made the trip to space and back in shackles, he was in some pain and it was more than he was used to. Sighing, he looked about. For whatever reason, his first thought was not food or water, but the welfare of his partners. With a slam against the wall, Griff smacked hard, trying to wake his Vampiric comrade. "Terran?! You awake?" His throat was hoarse, but no particular surprise to be had there.
Terran knocked on the stone wall, which was still audible, though much softer. "Yeah. Been awake. Figured you needed your rest. Your chains off too?" The Vampire's throat was also dry, but no longer hoarse, having had an hour or two to wear away.
"Yeah... Is the magic damper gone?"
"No. But I know what the deal is. Roland isn't gonna screw us. We're not dead."
Griff's expression, once almost rejoiced, fell at the sound of their magic still being sealed. Not because he was a mage or some garbage, but because he wanted to bust out. "So then what...?"
"Vidunder was gonna kill us when he got back from wherever he's gone. Now he's gonna wait till we see the grand result of his plan come about." Terran said in a very monotonous tone.
"Oh. That's... That's dandy... Um. How is that not killing us?" Griff retorted in a fashion that a sarcastic man who had been bound, gagged, beaten, tortured and nigh-murdered already would.
"Roland is gonna distract him."
"Because we trust him now?"
"Yes."
"Ah."
~~~
Elsewhere, Roland stand in wait for Sabine to leave her house. Sabine being Griff Morivan's past life's younger sister.
...Yeah. You figure it out. This author did not figure it out...
Anyway, Roland was waiting, currently equipped with both the Blessed and Hellfire gauntlets and the whip tails that Vidunder had created using the two sets of the swords that already existed. However, this, the third set, was in the hands of the many eon old Sabine, and Roland's mission was to take them.
But, because the author of this post when on a three-day-rant about explaining multiple fractions of the same weapon, he doesn't feel like finishing THIS post.
Good day.
See... this one needs some explaining. And yeah, I am pretty much talking to you, reader. Because this one is hard to explain without digging through some hundred posts over months of time.
Let's look at roleplaying as a whole. Yes, there are thousands if not millions of views on every situation and possible outcome. Some people say magic is opposite energy. Some people say that you can fly without the use of magic or without the gaining of wings and subsequent loss of bone marrow to prevent falling.
Likewise, every player has their own version of the deity that roam either the mortal plane of existence or perhaps live in the clouds above. And unfortunately, you can't say, "YOU'RE WRONG" in a non-preset world. You can have a common agreement among some, but if others disagree, then you are forced to fold. As with this, you can't say their powers or artifacts based entirely on faith.
So I, as a player, came up with a way for my personal thing, which existed on a different RP site and was more-or-less accepted by the mass populace because of bigger and more prominent players, to exist here on Gaia without interfering with the most commonly accepted religion or deities on Gaia. Like Eefrit and all that.
Vidunder and certain other characters originate from other time lines for the same world before their respective cataclysmic endings at the hand of whatever ends time lines. And for various reasons, they survived all the garbage. However, their Gods, having to live because of their immortality, had to become subdued. This would happen pretty much every time for eternity.
These Gods continue to exist and have some power, though remain wildly weakened as compared to themselves eon ago. This generates the fuel for God and faith based powers and artifacts so long as there is some remnants from the previous time. These items can continue to exist however need be. Be it transition from one dimension to the next and back again over time, or transformation into a relic, shielded by the God's own power in the depths of the planet.
This leads me to the personal side of this, that being Hellfire and Blessed and their multiple forms.
In one time line, there were four Demi Gods who's very being created four weapons. The female Goddess of the seas, Lynia, created a rapier made of torrents and frost, which she named Blessed. The male God of flames named Halycanos forged himself a zwiehander born out of magma and called it Hellfire. Oriel, the patron lord of the air made a scythe of a tornado and named it Breath. Lastly, Dias, the Goddess of stone crafted a hammer from the core of the Earth and addressed it Burial.
Through a series of events, these weapons were found and subsequentially separated. Breath and Burial sunk below the earth, and their respective Gods kept them hidden from the wrath of time. However, the other two were not so simple. See, none ever slipped into the earth.
No.
Due to the demi-god's worries of infecting the planet with objects too great for any mortal, they made themselves mortal in a single time line, and preprogrammed themselves to take certain events into action. In this time, Halycanos was a psychotic, soul stealing maniac who began a murderous rampage. In this event, two priestess and a paladin fought and defeated Halycanos. Each of the four were sealed into weapons which the demi gods imbued with their respective powers. The paladin died in the defeating of the monster, and was placed into a scythe. The first priestess was killed in the sealing of the other three, and was placed into a war hammer. Upon these deaths, the souls returned to their resting place, and placed their powers into the weapons. As for the other two, Halycanos had absorbed the soul and mind of a nigh-ancient fire sage, granting him a near unlimited power of flames. Similarly, Lynia was granted the soul of a great water sage upon his death. The sealing of their souls automatically caused the powers to be bestowed.
Pair one.
Some thousand years later, Sabine, the turned vampire demi-demi-goddess adopted sister of Griff's past life took them to an alternate dimension approximately forty years after Griff's death. This shielded them from the apocalypse of the world through jumping to not a different time line of that world, but a separate world all together. When she returned to this world/time line, she brought the swords with her.
Pair two.
About two years after Griff's death, Roland was sent back in time due to a very warped, semi magically induced coma. In this, his aura and essence were sent to that time line. In this event, he met Sabine and touched the swords. The swords, being made of a divine substance, reacted to Roland's soul and infected his gauntlets with their power, veritably cloning their being into them.
Pair three.
Because of Sabine's nearsightedness, transferring the blades to another dimension and time line, she caused their being to split into two separate and equal parts. The other part started rematerializing in each time line. This time, the swords and the two people would appear and disappear, each time fighting to the death. Because of the massive pain the victor received in the battle, they would die, and the sword would fade out. This happened many many times over the six times between "Hollow" and "Gaia". However, on the third appearance in Gaia, Lynia was fed up with it. She had won every time, simply because she was powered by blessing that Halycanos would be bound to her weakness two fold. However, on this event, she refused to kill or even harm Halycanos. This time, she requested two years. In two years time, she lived a life and then returned to Halycanos, pleading to be killed. Respecting her, he did so and slew her. He, as to be expected, died shortly there after. Some thirty years later and about fifty years before the current time, Halycanos reappeared with both swords, but Lynia existed no longer.
Pair four.
And yes, before I go on, I do believe in a linear time line, which means that going back in time and changing events does NOT affect the future. It merely causes a split. For this reason, Vidunder wishes to go back in time and slay Sabine, taking the swords from her then and bringing them back to this time. Yes, he realizes there is no way to get them back without weakening their power or causing them to continue to exist elsewhere.
TIME LINE EXPLAIN FINISH!
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 5:54 pm
Reinhart stared into the massive cave opening for a bit and wondered what may lay nside it's deepest reaches. Pulling a cigarette from his jacket he lit it and began looking around for anything that may distrub him later. A quick look over so to speak before he reached for hte compass once more and watched it point him to where he needed to be.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 5:57 pm
Along some of the minor caves, there were strange artifacts that looked like swords, spears and other weapons of warfare, all the trails ran cold. No sign of life, other than what sounded like a wolf cub crying in pain.
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