Quite helpfully, Thackery succumbed to boredom once more, and stuck half of the rope out through the bars and out into the corridor.
His reason for doing so seemed to be that he was somewhat enthusiastically pretending that it was a snake, complete with mimicked hissing noises and vigorous rope-wiggling.
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My character's name: Thackery Character's journal link:♛|Ⅲ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER:Thackery has very pettable black hair, darkly-tanned skin, and lavender eyes. He is wearing more keys than you can easily count. Though he appears visibly enthusiastic all the time forever, the energy does not equate to effectiveness - he is terrible at paying attention to directions and is just really happy to be here hi everyone! Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
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2Total: 2 (1-12)
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:05 am
Room 2
Yuki was unconscious for quite a long while, and slowly woke to the sound of voices echoing through the dungeon. There was a throbbing pain at the back of his head, and as he pushed himself up from where he'd been unceremoniously thrown into a room he gingerly touched the spot with his fingers. It didn't feel sticky with blood, thank God, but there was certainly a bump there and he could only wager that the hilt of a weapon had been what had knocked him out.
Gathering his senses and getting to his feet, he moved to the bars of the room and peered out through them, trying to see toward other rooms. He saw familiar faces, other knights, so many of them.... But he was looking for two, specifically.
"Riley?!" Yuki called, probably slightly louder than needed. "Jason!" He almost hoped they wouldn't answer. He didn't want them to be here.
Though, if they weren't, he wondered if he'd ever be sure where they were...
He'd been unconscious during the bad news. Again. He was just lucky like that.
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My character's name: Yuki Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Reference here; without pointed ears. Rank of character Knight Sacred Points obtained: 22/100
Robert bashed and crashed against the walls and bars and floor, repeatedly crying out her name even as he tumbled like a juggernaut into the immovable walls. It was useless, and only in that one moment when he stopped to whine about how useless it was, did he hear it. Her voice called out to him like an angel - despite how, to the normal, unobsessed ear, she was actually screaming at him like a banshee.
He stopped, and slammed his face into the bars to hear her better, his expression squishing between the inches of space.
"MIWFRED." He screamed out, pulling away to be able to use his mouth completely. "You see me? How do you see me? Are you - are you invisible?"
He waved his hands in the air, hoping to catch her.
nothing yet
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My character's name: Robert Morris Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688713 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER The thud you are now hearing is the sound of ladies around the world swooning, and Sir Robert is not sorry. With a broad chest and muscular arms, he embodies strength and power, enough to wield his massive greatsword, [ THUNDERFURY, BLESSED BLADE OF THE WINDSEEKER ]. It's his duty to seek the greatest of glory, even if he has to save every single damsel in distress all at once with his hand tied behind his back and his eyes closed. He'll do it, you know. He totally will. Physical Description: Sir Robert is draped in glistening knightly battle gear, covered by a silk robe that looks way too expensive for actual fighting, but that's fine - he dramatically rips it off before a fight anyway. This is immediately followed by a slow motion whip of his lustrous man of gold hair, that always seems to be blowing charmingly in the wind that doesn't necessarily exist.
Na'ima refused to be locked up in a dungeon like some common criminal. Getting past the knights was far too easy, she had simply taken advantage of the chaos of everyone else trying to escape and stuck close to the outer fringe of everyone running around. It had worked for a time, and when in the clear she took off running, but not for long. As she rounded a corner Galahad appeared, causing her to skid to a stop and skitter back a few steps. s**t. s**t. s**t.
She didn't even have time to defend herself, the lance took her down far too easily.
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My character's name: Na'ima Saab Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERSee here 5'9", dark skin, black dreadlock hair, amber gold eyes. Long-limbs, agile. Wearing a long black dress with high slits up to her hips, and tall black boots accented with red. There is a tattoo on the inside of her left wrist of a single black and red-feathered wing. Na'ima is quiet and keeps to herself, and is usually seen with a black scarf wrapped around her head like a hood to attempt to hide most of her facial features. She bears Morgana's butterfly mark on the front of her right shoulder. Rank of character Knight
As he felt around, Jason heard a familiar voice call out his name. And while he was happy he could hear him, he would of preferred if Yuki hadn't been down here at all.
He went to the edge of his cell, peering out the bars. Yuki sounded close, perhaps only a cell block away from his.
"Yuki!" He called back. "See if you can find anything in your cell. We need to get out before they execute us!"
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My character's name: Jason Kenneth Character's journal link: Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall guy wearing a black coat under simple dark pants and a white shirt, coupled with black leather boots. Has blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair tied back into a short pony tail Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
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12Total: 12 (1-12)
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:25 am
[ CELL 12 ]
Na'ima was out for a long time, apparently. Eventually she stirred, giving a quiet groan as she slowly rolled onto her back and then began to slowly sit up. A hand came up to rest her palm against over her eyes and forehead. "What happened.." she mumbled, her voice still tired from her involuntary nap.
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My character's name: Na'ima Saab Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERSee here 5'9", dark skin, black dreadlock hair, amber gold eyes. Long-limbs, agile. Wearing a long black dress with high slits up to her hips, and tall black boots accented with red. There is a tattoo on the inside of her left wrist of a single black and red-feathered wing. Na'ima is quiet and keeps to herself, and is usually seen with a black scarf wrapped around her head like a hood to attempt to hide most of her facial features. She bears Morgana's butterfly mark on the front of her right shoulder. Rank of character Knight
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:53 am
Room 2
What relief he could feel to have Jason's response was only because he knew the man was alive... Maybe not so much well if he was here, too.
But there was that one word that made him forget to breathe for a moment. Executed?
"I-I thought... Galahad said..." Yuki trailed off, tunneling his hands into his hair and backing away from the bars. "Wasn't it... Just supposed to be those who were...?"
And he trailed off again, lost and terrified.
Finally, he turned away from the bars entirely and looked over the others in the same cell as he.
And his eyes locked on one in particular, and he wasn't at all happy to see him.
"At least they captured you..." Yuki snapped at Kostya. Though that was as far as his audacity went for the moment, because he didn't move to get closer.
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My character's name: Yuki Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Reference here; without pointed ears. Rank of character Knight Sacred Points obtained: 22/100
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 3:04 am
Viva Viola
Amy crawled over to the pile of bones and began to move them around
In the middle of the pile of skeletons is a box. It is a sealed, semi-transparent box. Inside it are obvious chunks of flint. However, the box itself is sealed with a combination, perhaps moving the letters around will help?
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All letters of the alphabet are available, you need two CORRECT ones to unlock it
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 3:07 am
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To review them all go here! Feel free to use the clues and quote any players to help you solve the puzzle! Good luck all!
You have one main action point (ie: guessing the answer to a riddle/ page/ etc) each, and unlimited RP turns!
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 3:25 am
Room 4
"I know" Jason said, gripping the bars of his cell. "I thought the same as well. It was why I came here of my own free will...and yet the knight I had faith in..." He hung his head. "I don't understand...I feel like I've been let down, betrayed."
He then shook his head, even if Yuki couldn't see it " No, I believe he thinks we're all corrupted, and he wants to get rid of all before we can spread it."
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My character's name: Jason Kenneth Character's journal link: Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall guy wearing a black coat under simple dark pants and a white shirt, coupled with black leather boots. Has blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair tied back into a short pony tail Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
She could see the very instant that his response begin to form, and her face broke into a smile before she ever even heard him, then gave way to a childlike giggle at the sight of his sincere efforts to catch an invisible spectre of herself that didn't actually exist.
"No!" Mildred laughed, struggling to stifle another outburst as it threatened to overtake her words. "I see your reflection within the surface of a mirror! It is scientific! Do not waste your touch where I am not!"
Though the majority of what she called down the corridor to him still carried a light, pleasant tone, the latter sentence somehow managed to be the most serious of them all.
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My character's name: Mildred Kercher Morris Character's journal link:✍|♥ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Mildred is tall, thin, and pale with a very long, highly impractical, and somewhat unruly braid of black hair, which now has a vine of wisteria braided into it. Her blue-green eyes can frequently be seen pinched into a squint when she's trying to focus: she is in need of glasses to correct her poor vision.
But she does not have glasses. Rank of character Knight
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 3:32 am
[ Cell 6 ]
Frankly it was no surprise that Camilla hadn't found or heard anything new or useful... She sighs a bit before finally moving away from the window and back to the bars
There had to be a way out! There just had to be! She had heard someone mention that Morgana had left clues to a puzzle that would help them escape... And while she had no intention of helping Morgana in any way she did need to get out... Reluctantly she nods then looks to the other prisoners "Um... I unfortunately missed all the clues to this puzzle could someone fill me in please?" She asks politely to the prisoners in general
Prisoners in General
Could someone please Pm me the list of clues and such? My 3DS can't handle Google Documents....
His hands snapped back to attention as soon as she scolded him for his actions, and then they hung limp outside of the bars, if only to be a few inches closer to her.
"I miss you." He whined out, resting his head on the bars until an imprint formed on the skin. "Have you figured out any means of escape yet? I will continue to try and break the walls with my body if you feel it can expedite the process." He looked about ready to get up and do just that, but he didn't want to pull his hands back in, just yet.
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My character's name: Robert Morris Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688713 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER The thud you are now hearing is the sound of ladies around the world swooning, and Sir Robert is not sorry. With a broad chest and muscular arms, he embodies strength and power, enough to wield his massive greatsword, [ THUNDERFURY, BLESSED BLADE OF THE WINDSEEKER ]. It's his duty to seek the greatest of glory, even if he has to save every single damsel in distress all at once with his hand tied behind his back and his eyes closed. He'll do it, you know. He totally will. Physical Description: Sir Robert is draped in glistening knightly battle gear, covered by a silk robe that looks way too expensive for actual fighting, but that's fine - he dramatically rips it off before a fight anyway. This is immediately followed by a slow motion whip of his lustrous man of gold hair, that always seems to be blowing charmingly in the wind that doesn't necessarily exist.
But Nellie hadn't heard anything from anyone and none of the knights she knew had fallen ill as of late. If the situation was indeed as grave as Galahad was implying through his words, surely they would have caught wind of something by now?
She took a few steps back. First there was Morgan who turned out to be the sidhe queen Morgana. Then there was Gawain who had suddenly lost his marbles and turned on all of them. Next there was that worrying vision that she had glimpsed of Mordred being trapped in a casket against his will. And now this.
It would sound reasonable somewhat if they were requested to remain in their quarters while the Great Knight went around to check on each and every one of them. But to have all of them rounded up and locked in the dungeon when their enemies could launch an attack on them any time now? Something just didn't seem right to her about all this.
Looking around, she tried to locate an escape route but it was already too late, the knights whom Galahad had brought with him on her in an instant, a swift blow to the back of her head rendering her blissfully unconscious before they proceeded to haul her along with the others into the dungeon cells.
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My character's name: Nellie Fenette Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Her hair is long and mahogany in colour, secured in a ponytail. Her eyes blue-grey. She is usually decked in light armour, preferring to pick at her enemies from afar with her longbow, only resorting to close combat if absolutely necessary. Rank of character Apprentice-knight
Well, since there was nothing on the chair, She tries to pull one of the legs off the chair to use as a makeshift torch.
"Stupid...knights...throwing me in jail." Pokerus grunted as she pulled.
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My character's name: Pokerus Character's journal link: Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A girl with with shirt under a brown vest, brown gloves, dark leggings and a pair of boots. Has long brown hair and brown eyes Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
