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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 9:09 am
Why hello, dear ladies and gentlemen! My, my, tis a long time since we last met each other. How long was it? Nearly a year, hmm? ^_____^
Well, since your little dear spiritual friend is no longer onstage, I thought I might as well fill in her role, wouldn't you say? ^______^
Now, let's- Oh.... pooh. Tis seem these ruffian Sentrians have scattered these sands everywhere. Now we don't want a messy stage, shall we? I might as well clean this up. With a sweep over there and-
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My, my. Tis seemed there's an item hidden beneath this dirt. Oh, yes. Indeed, it is. Methinks I shall give this to the baroness. *pockets the handcuff* Well, you know what they say, one man's trash is another man's treasure. Now, since this stage is really big for me to sweep up, care to help me clean up? We don't want our fellow actors to get sand all over their clothes while they're performing. Oh, no. Indeed, we shouldn't.
In fact, there seems to be some pile of sands everywhere just like this:

If you happens to come across, please clean it up and tell me where you find it. We don't want other people to clean up your mess. Oh, no. Indeed, we don't. And do be careful, I heard that some items can be... naughty. ^_____^
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 9:10 am
Oh, while we're cleaning up the stage, perhaps a little storytime may keep us entertaining.
There was once a healer named Alice and she had slept in quite late. (Must be because of the emergency calls Vern had called out so late.) Anywho, when she woke up, she heard the bell chimed eight times. Realizing how late she was, the poor healer quickly dressed up and made a mad dash toward the clinic. As she was running, Alice heard a cry. It wasn't a cry of sad or a cry of help. Why, it was a cry of being late.
When she turned around to see who it was, two cavaliers rode passed her very quick. (Methinks it must be Mendeleev and Epimetheus. But then again, it can be any cavaliers.) Without watching where she was going, the poor healer fell into a hole. Screaming with all her fear, Alice thought she was going to die from falling. But oh no, indeed she didn't. For some unknown reason, she landed safely to the ground. As Alice tried to figure out what just happened, she suddenly heard a voice.
Turning around, the healer saw a figure in white with a mask covered his face. (And I think you know who might that be.) Before Alice could ask him a question, the White Knight attacked her with his glaive. Fearing for her life, the healer ran. But unbeknowst to her, the White Knight had his uh.... "steed" with him. Alreadied mounted, the White Knight chased after her, lunging his attacks at her. Thirteen lunges he made, and yet, all he did was tearing off her dress too short. Still fearing for her dear life, the healer continued to run. As she continued, she suddenly saw an entrance, small enough for her to pass.
Desperate to escape, the healer dashed toward the exit. But as she was heading, she heard a rumble above. Looking up, Alice saw boulders heading down toward her. Fearing of being squashed and being killed by the White Knight, she ran as fast as possible. Five boulders had missed her and three boulders she nearly got killed. But no matter what, the poor healer had managed to pass through the exit and into tunnel.
Not daring to look back to see if the White Knight was following her, Alice continued to run. At first, it was quite dark to see. Oh, yes. Indeed, it was. Not even a speck of light to show her the way. But however, she continued to run forward despite unknowing which way the path may led. Continuing she ran and continuing in desperate, Alice finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Happily, she ran toward the light.
As she came out of the tunnel, there was a scene that left the healer in shock. There in front was a party. With seven tables spread out and nine mugs on each, one must thought that this was an outdoor party. There sitting among the tables were three figures, merrily laughing. One was a man who had a wide grin and a funny hat. The other was a dark man with a monocle on his left face. And last but not least was a little furry creature, who was nibbling on a piece of cake.
"Hello, dear lady," cried the man in a funny hat. "Would you like to have some rum with us?"
"No, thank you." Alice replied. "I must go back to whence I came."
Not wanting to stay with them any longer, the healer ran left. Running she went to an unknown area, until she realized she was now lost. Now feeling lonely, scared, and desperate, the poor healer let out a whimper. As she cried of wanting to go back to her fair city, she suddenly heard a voice. Alice turned around to see who it was. Why, the person behind her was a masked lady.
"Why are you crying?" The masked lady asked.
"I'm lost," Alice replied. "And I want to go home."
"Why, I know the way that might take you home." The masked lady said.
"Oh, really? How?" Alice asked, happily of wanted to go home.
"Simple. Through blood sacrifice," the masked lady answered as she drew out her sword. "I need your blood if I have to send you home."
Not happy of where this was going, the healer declined and started to run. Like the White Knight, the masked lady chased after her, waving her magical sword at her. Waves of lightning sprung forth from her sword and flied toward the helpless healer. Four waves flew passed her while six cut her dress, making her skin to be revealed more. Feared for her life, Alice continued to run. And just like before, she wasn't watching where she was going.
Down the cliff she felt, she let out a scream, now knowing that this must be the end of her. But unfortunately, fate had interwined. The bushes she landed had saved her life. And yet, it also pricked her too with their little nasty thorns. Oh, my. Not wanted to be pricked, Alice quickly got off, having five roses dangling on her head.
Just when she thought that things couldn't get worse, the healer came face to face with the Queen in red. Satisfied of what the queen saw before her and dissatisfied of what happened to her fair roses, the queen made an announcement.
"Since you've ruined my beautiful bed of roses, I shall give you the punishment myself and it shall be taken in my bed." The queen announced as she pulled out her whip.
Not liking where this was going, Alice ran off for the fourth time. She could hear the queen laughed in an amusing tone, followed with a series of whips behind her. There was a tear on the left and a tear on the right. For with each whip the queen whipped, a piece of the healer's dress was shredded. Not liking of what had happened to her, Alice cried in tears to escape from the queen's punishment. Feeling that her clothes was shredding pieces by pieces, the healer tried her best to cover her privates. But alas, she didn't watch where she was running.
Down, down, she went. Alice cried in desperation. After all the troubles she had went through, the healer wished that she could die right now. Oh, the horrid of not going to dying after all the troubles she had experienced. Just as she fall downer and downer..... BAM!
Alice woke up with a jerk and looked around. Oh, dear. Oh, my. She was in her room. Twas seemed it was all a dream. A very horrid dream. Happy that it was a nightmare, the healer decided to rest for a while. It wasn't long till she heard the bell chimed eight timed. Oh, dear... Twas seemed that she would be late for work.
Well, do you like the story? Hmm? ^______^
Hmm? Twas this? You don't like the story? Oh, pooh. You audience are so hard to entertain. Oh, yes. Indeed, you are. And to think, your strange fellow horseman Rath was a prima donna.
Hmm? Twas this I hear? *lifts hand up to his ear* Oh, dear... Tis seemed that I must depart. Well, I hope you can finish cleaning this stage while I'm away. Anywho, exit, stage left. Ta da. *disappears*
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 9:17 am
Attention people of Learania! We've received information that the Mordache jester had sent a message to one of Mordache leaders. We had narrowly cornered him and demanded him to give us the message. But that jester had torn up the message, scattered them into the wind, and disappeared. We need your help to find the pieces of the message.
Also, we've received information that the jester had come here at this place. We heard that the jester was cleaning up this place and told everyone a story. We don't know why that smiling jester came, but we know that the message we're trying to get is cryptic. We have no idea how to decipher it or what sort of cryptic code that jester is using. If you can find those pieces and figure out what the message is, we will be gladly informed the FEF crew about the message and award you for your assistance. In the meantime, we must get the message before Siegell and the Mordache cavalier duo do.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 1:00 pm
xxxxx"If you're worried about surviving, xxxxxxxyou can worry about it after you're dead!" "The wyvern riders of Bern sit atop the heap of all other forces on the continent!" xxxxx "You will see our power soon!" s**t, I was looking at topics and spotted sand. Found an Electric Knight here Found 500g here Found 1k here
 W y v e r n L o r d V a i d a*
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 2:07 pm
Found 25 tokens here, first post. Found ninja pants here, Lethe post Found 500 g here, first Belzayne post. Found Sleepytime Starry Night Bed here, last Ephy post. Found another 25 tokens here, end of post.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 2:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 8:19 am
Oh goody, you've found a treasure! But alas, I can't hand you your gold until you have your trading pass. Oh, yes. Indeed, I can't.
So I guess I have to hold onto it until you are able to trade. ^_____^
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 2:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 6:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 10:50 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 10:51 pm
found the dreamer's mind here
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 8:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 10:10 pm
Found a jacket thing in here
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 10:27 pm
Kashigan Found a jacket thing in here Thousand pardons, dear swordsman. But I'm afraid the Holy Bishop had beaten you to it. ^_______^
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