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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 11:58 pm
Come One! Come All!
To the Saint's Gala hosted here in our very own City of Miyr.
Brought to us by our friends down at Saint Augustina
There will be dancing in the town square.
There will be magic in the air.
There will be a night of excitement, love, and dreams
There will be a dress code so dress accordingly!
~+~
Excitement and merriment are in the air as St. Augustina hosts their centenial Saint's Gala here in Miyr to bring in a new friendship and bond in the new year. Merchants, nobility, and adventurers from all over the world come to co-mingle without the fear of societal class.
~+~
Le Carnaval Noir. A traveling show led by The Mad Mime Cimmerian has arrived in Miyr for the first time.
They promise shows of daring feats, exotic animals, and even more exotic people. It'll be the greatest show unearthed!
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 12:12 am
Miyr's town square was lite up with strings of lanterns. All glowing with different colored lights. Be it from magic, from flame, or from captured pixies; they all gave the square a feel of fancy and wonderment.
People dressed sharply in clothes of all kinds and origins co-mingled around the square. Colors danced and flashed all around the square in their merry-making.
A stage was set up around the fountain in the center of the square. Musicians and dancers from all parts of the map played their songs and danced their dance. Pretty soon, people in the crowd were dancing and singing along to music they've never heard before. A large ring of people danced around them with blissfull looks of love, joy, and excitement.
The Carnaval Noir set up their tents on the eastern side of the square. A bright string of multi-colored lanterns led to three huge purple tents. Inside them, were freakshows, acrobatics, exotic animal displays, clown performances, and all sorts of things you'd expect from a travelling carnival.
However, one last tent, the smallest of them all, was closed. It had a large sign hung on the closed cloth entrance reading: "NO ENTRY"
Most of the merry-makers did not go to check out this fourth tent. Most likely being some kind of prep area for the entertainers of the Black Carnival...
~+~
Post your stats down below to enter the event. Until a certain point thing is done, everybody can join in and drop out freely. However, at some point I must regretablly close admission to this event ((Which will be worth the participation))
So jump in now while you still can!!!
Oh, and any and all weapons must be checked and left at the entrances to the square.
We want no accidents tonight.
This is for the safety of all those in attendance. Thankyou.
-Arundan, and the City Guard.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 12:28 am
Username: random mistakes
Character name: Bellamin Solan [34]: Servant of Eroth, Ancient One, Wind Child, Water Child
Attack: 7 [3]
Defense: 0
Combat Dice: 1d6 [2]
Magic: 7 [4]
Life: 20 [4]
Equip: 8
Abilities: Fast Caster, Resistance Attack x2, Fightermage
Summoner [3]
Items: b*****d sword, Conjurer's amulet, Apprentice Amulet x1, Sword of Mist, SHEATHED: Sword of Mist,
Spells: Singe, Energy Burst, Wings of Achilles, Stun Bolt, Greater Mana Shield, Anti-Magic Wisps, Flame Strike, Heal
Actions: Smash, Taunt, Retaliate, Mana Block, Stunning Blow, Pounce, Draw
Summon: A Spirit Whisp: Attack: 3; Defense: 1; Combat: 0; Life: 10 [2]; Abilities: Heal [3]
~+~
Bellamin handed his old sword, to a guard in Augustina armor along with a rather large collection of trinkets to the said guard.
When asked about these, Bellamin shook his head and said: "It would make your job a lot easier." He smirked and strode rather pridefully into the square.
He sat down underneath a decorated tree. The one he always ended up passing out drunk underneath. For once, Bellamin looked put together. Wearing a long resplendid coat and clean, fancy clothes, he looked formal and very important. However, his battered old wizards hat was still stuck fastly upon his head... Much to the dismay of the event planners.
Bellamin signed and looked around. Something was different about him. Maybe it was the fact that he usually would never have enough money to buy these nice clothes... And the fact that he shoud've been drinking along with the other drunks. Or atleast checking out the carnival.
He seemed to be waiting for somebody. And it seemed rather important.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 10:33 am
Username: Malignant Defector
Character name: 4 Co. Beta 0.2.2 [32]: Servant of CHAOS, Shopkeeper
Attack: 0
Defense: 0
Combat Dice: 0
Magic: 5
Life: 30 [6] 40 [8]
Equip: 5
Abilities: Fast Caster, Special Attack [5]: Reality Rift, Summon [8]: A Gravity Blade with stats=24, Attack: 1, Defense: 0, Combat Dice: 0, Life: 40 [8], Abilities: Special Attack [10]: Gravity Smash, True Guardian
Items: Seal Charm x2, Potion of Healing, Multi-Purpose Tool, Cloak of Mist, Apprentice Amulet
Spells: Frost, Energy Burst, Overblast, Lesser Magic Drain, Lesser Lethargy
Actions: Punch, Stunning Blow, Power up, Pounce, Draw
Special Locations: Black Market
Money: 1000 Chips
*Item benefits in green.
A bright blue portal opened up in the tree above Bellamin as a metal figure poked his head out of its trunk. "Must have taken a wrong turn at Albuquerque." In all manner and respects it appeared to be the same 4 Co. that everyone had been forced to love. Except for the detail of a set of bunny ears welded to his head as well as other rabbit features unnaturally shaped in his metal. "Whats up doc?" he said to Bellamin while pulling out and crunching on active grenades.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 4:34 pm
(hmm, not sure who to go with yet, waiting to see who else shows up)
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:56 pm
Username: Firu Nicorusu
Character name: Firu [33]: Dragonsbane, Servant of Eroth, Wind Child
Attack: 4 (7)
Defense: 2 (4)
Combat Dice: 1d12 [4]
Magic: 0
Life: 30 [6]
Equip: 5
Abilities: Regeneration x5, AP Fighter Mage
Items: Long Sword, Shield
Spells: fireball, Call Spirit Animal, Over Blast
Actions: Smash, Guard, Spell Breaker, Meteor, Defensive Hold, Power Up, Call Mist, Retaliate, Chi Cannon, Pounce, Deflect, Taunt, Pounce, Draw
Organization: The Elites
Firu could be seen strolling around the square making his rounds and enjoying the spectacle, tho you might have needed to take a second look. On this night he dressed more elegantly with a flowing high collard cape the inside a shimmering gold and the back a deep black, with a very intricate and fully detailed golden pattern forming what appeared to be a crest or coat of arms. He also had a matching sash draped over half his torso and wrapping around his waist, his boots and gauntlets also looked as if they where more formal and elegant.
After a while he came to the fountain and took a seat on it's rim, while resting there he took a moment to gaze skyward and admire the stars. After a few moments he spotted Bellamin sitting agains a tree with what appears to be a metal rabbit sticking out of it, after that moment of confusion he dents them a friendly wave.
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Heirophant_of_the_Broken Crew
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 10:12 am
((You specified weapons, does that mean that if I take only these items, which can easily be described as clothing, jewelry or currency that I can RP them in?))
Character name: Vincent Valentine [41]: Tournament Master, Servant of Ra, Ancient One, Water Child
Attack: 10
Defense: 0
Combat Dice: 0
Magic: 4
Life: 50 [10]
Equip: 12
Abilities: Fury
Items: Elite Mantle, Rage Amulet, Small Red Dragon Token [Die c 1/1], Spirit Bracer (c 10/10), Steel Bracer
Spells: Fighter's Counter-spell, Magic Wings, Wings of Achilles
Actions: Disintegrate, Draw, Power Up, Pounce, Smash, Spell Breaker, Stunning Blow, Taunt
Organization: The Elites
Several excited shouts could be heard as Vincent, wings and all, landed squarely in front of the Augustina guard. His wing folded neatly behind him before dispersing into nothingness. Today he wore an impressive, gold-trimmed tunic, with an impeccably-white loincloth beneath it and supple black pants tucked into a pair of shined, black boots, along with a pair of cloth-covered, gold-wrapped bracers. Vincent forehead is wrapped in a thin, white headband, covering the strange mark that appeared after his return ((Gaia needs to make a headband without flowing tails coming from it...I swear, I can't find one anywhere)). Vincent's normal gear, even the rather dangerous demonic sword, was nowhere to be seen; and so Vincent simply walked past the guard without even a second glance. Vincent continued further into the party, before spotting Bellamin, 4 Co and Firu. He walked toward them, giving them a small wave of greeting. "Greetings everyone. You all look rather done-up tonight. Who knew we could actually clean up at all, let alone well?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 5:14 pm
((Well, most sane people wouldn't want a bunch of people running around with weapons in a crowded area would they? So if you were to... say... bring along a sword, you'd have to leave it with the guards or hide it somehow on yourself. If you do leave it with the guard... There's a chance you'd have to go a round or two without it ^.~.))
((The bottom is the most important. Seeing how hard this'll be. Your going to need all the help you can get.))
"Wha!" Your unorthodox appearance seems to have broken some link of reality and the fourth wall in Bellamin's head.
"Be vewy quite. I'm hunting wabbits!" Bellamin reversed his hat and plopped it on again. The thing transformed into a brown and red hunter's cap. He held some invisible opject in his had and pointed up.
However, seeing Firu, his little sanity kicked in again; but he still held his pwetend gun up at 4 Co.. "Hey Firu!" He waves back. Still sitting in the presence of a rabit eating high explosives, he still seemed anxious about something.
When Vincent arrives, Bellamin says: "Hello..." But is looking past Vincent. Bellamin throws away his make-believe fire-arm and smiles.
Standing up he starts to walk towards a small gathering of guards around the Augustina city Mayor. But before he was even halfway there... Somebody threw a rather large tree-branch into his stomach.
Bellamin grasped it and swung back with all his might. However, his assailant ducked out of the way and managed to trip the spellsword and knock him to the ground with a bigger branch. This one was roughly the same size as him. Dressed in shining Augustina ceremonial armor and wielding a large stick, the yellow haired youth smiled. He stepped on Bellamin's back. A rather cheerfull and confidant look in his eye.
But before he could open his mouth to say something to Bellamin, a rather heavy cuff to the back of the head shut him up.
Standing next to him was another youth. Appearing to be about the same age as the Bellamin and the other, she was dressed in what looked like a ceremonial clerical robe crossed with a black dress. She smiled and tossed a lock of red hair out of her eyes.
She says something to Bellamin which makes him turn red and the blond smile an excuse. But you cannot hear over the crowd. The pinned spellsword starts to get up and points over in your direction.
That red-head helps brush the dirt off of Bellamin's new coat while the yellow-haired one waves.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:34 pm
Firu glaces at Vincent and 4 Co. then heads towards Bellamin and what appear to be some friends of his.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 3:39 pm
((Solstice, perhaps?))
Vincent walks over as well, chuckling to himself at the antics of Bellamin and his friends. But suddenly stops and turns back to 4 Co. "4 Co...you need to know something about one of the new people in town. It's Joust. I don't know who he/she really is, but Joust is from Fourth Dimensional Industries. She...I guess...is after you. I can't really attack with provocation, so be on your guard. For what it's worth, I just wanted to warn you..."
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Heirophant_of_the_Broken Crew
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 11:31 pm
(DARN!!!! I HATE GAIA!!!! >.< MY LOONG POST THAT TOOK ME AN HOUR TO MAKE WAS DELETED. >.< Remaking post tomorrow, but saving this spot so you know that I am posting, just annoyed about how my post was deleted...oh well, here is my new post which didn't take me an hour to write. XD)
Username: Perrian
Character name: Perrian [35]: Servant of Shiva, Dragonsbane, Ancient One ( 8/8 ), Water Child
Attack: 0
Defense: 0
Combat Dice: 0
Magic: 2
Life: 40 [8]
Equip: 10
Abilities: Fast Caster, Heal, Angelic Sacrifice, Summoner [5]
Items: Angel's Mark *Blessed*, Angelic Staff *Blessed*, Purification Dart *Blessed*, Holy Symbol (c 3/3)
Life Gem, Potion of Health,
Sheathed: Force Field
Spells: Counter-spell, Heal, Lesser Mana Shield, Refuge, Taser Bolt
Actions: Blessed Thief, Draw, Pounce, Stunning Blow, Taunt
Special Locations: The Order of Preservation of Magic, The Red Dragon Lounge
Money: 1223 chips
Summon: Luljeta: Attack: 0; Defense: 0; Combat: 0; Magic: 0; Life: 30 [6]; Equip: 0; Abilities: Heal x2, Angel's Touch x3
Organization: The Angelic Choir
*Angelic Pact--Automatically lose 1 HP per round of combat. For every round of combat where you inflict any type of damage, you lose 5 HP.
*Angelic Ties--Whenever you use any Action, Ability or Spell to Heal another, you regenerate 1 HP. Standard regeneration works normally, however.
Perrian walked to the carnival, expecting some fun. Unfortunately, he didn't have anything to wear for the event, or he didn't till recently. As some of his friends might remember, he has been muttering blasphemous words to himself about how he needed to get new robes because his old robes were a mess. Finally, though, he's gotten new robes.
His new robes are more fancy than his usual robe choices. Normally his robes are just one color (brown, tan, white, etc), but this one was different. The main color of the robe was white, but it was a clean white due to not being worn before today. On his sleeve was a red portion that went up his sleeve about 6 inches from where the cuff was. In the red portion, golden vines with golden leaves are delicately laced onto it. The end of the red, where is meets the white, is not a straight and abrupt end. Instead, it is a line with curves, and trimmed with a black line to accent. On his right sleeve was a crescent moon. The crescent moon was placed right at the shoulder, and was an off-white color so it was barely visible.
He walked up to the entrance and nodded to the guard at the entrance. "Sir, I am a healer and my weapons are for healing, not fighting. If you wish, I could give you them but I would not be expecting an easy return, unfortunately. For, you see, the nature of my weapons would prevent that, for they are blessed items. A staff of healing and a dart of blessing is what I have." Perrian said to the guard and walked past, keeping his staff and dart in his new robe. Like his old robes, his new robe had a pocket inside to hold his stuff.
As he walked through the entrance, he saw Vincent and walked over. "Hey Vincent, how are you doing?" He asked and then noticed everyone else who was his friends. Hello everyone" He said to his friends and smiled. He was certainly glad he wasn't alone in this crowd and had some friends here.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 5:41 pm
"Hrmph..." Bellamin sighs in frustration. "I'll get you next time."
The yellow haired youth smiled. "Hah!" He extends a gloved hand and a smile not too different from Bellamin's to Firu.
"Glad you meet you. You must be the knight Bellamin writes on about. Name's Solstice. I'm an old friend of Bellamin here." Solstice pointed to the rather flustered Bellamin who seemed to be looking for a re-match.
~+~
The red-haired girl chuckled a bit as Bellamin prepared to swing his wooden stick at the unprotected backside of his childhood friend. Fortunatly, a quick slap upside the head stopped him and he appologized under his breath. Was that a bit of fear in his eyes? Mixed in there with the fake apology?
This person would've been the one voice of reason between the two years ago.
She curtsied to both Perrian and Vincent and smiled a non-smirky-honest smile. "Sorry about them. They'll never change..." Fond memories sparkled in those eyes. "I am Verandi de Augustina. Bellamin writes fondly of you two... I'm guessing, by the clothing, your Perrian and your Vincent?" She talked rather formally, but seemed to loosen up somewhat. Probably too used being the one apologizing for the two boys.
Solstice's ears pricked up. "Hey... Wait a minute."
Apparently Bellamin writes a lot of letters. Although the details of his adventures with you might not be as accurate as possible.
You notice around her neck a holy symbol used in the sisterhoods around here specializing in undead destruction. Unlike Bellamin who radiated a slight aura of untrained magic, she held onto a rather down-to-earth glow; though there was also something foreign in it. Solstice wore the armor of Augustina guard officials and held a more energetic aura of youthfull exuberance given off by his seemingly over-optimistic smile. Who'ever guessed Bellamin would have such nice friends.
"Guys..." He put an arm around Solstice and Verandi. "Meet my old team." Solstice chucked at this old shtick.
"We've fought off dragons, saved princesses, and all before bedtime each day."
Bellamin and Solstice smiled. While Verandi, feeling rather happy, said:
"Yeah. I managed to get Belli to do the role of Princess the majority of the time."
[[It might be a while for me to get my body used to a school-schedule so give a day or two then I'll start up the event for real.]]
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 6:18 pm
The odd version of 4 Co. seemed to have changed when no one was looking appearing like a certain french skunk. He then simply walked up to Vincent and wrapped his arms around him. "Baby, I can feel my heart pounding. Your heart is like winter and I'm like the spring sun. Do not fight your feelings darling we were meant to be!" The gravity sword appeared behind him from the same portal in the tree looking fairly the same except for the large red bow tied to its handle.
"Fresh!"
The gravity sword then swiped 4 Co. knocking away the makeshift welded costumes. "It appears that I have been inactive for quite some time. Would you like to report this error now or in two weeks?" He said to Vincent, 4 Co.'s usual emotionless expression returning.
"No one thinks I'm pretty, WAAaaaaH!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:30 pm
Firu reached out and grasped Solstice's forearm in greeting. "Well met good sir. It's a pleasure to meat an old friend of Bellamin, and good to see he has others to help keep him in line." After listening to the rest of the conversation, "So who would play the part of the dragon?" mrgreen
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Heirophant_of_the_Broken Crew
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 1:58 pm
"As usual, my friend, I find it so difficult to understand you." Vincent places his hand on 4 Co's shoulder, "Just be careful." Vincent turns and walks over to the new group that was forming. "Solstice! Good to see you, my friend." Vincent says, walking up to the youth with an extended forearm in greeting.
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