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You open your eyes. In front of you are two forces, and you instantly move to the Great King's aide. The shadows gather and twist around Merlin's form, distorting his true visage.
You draw your weapon and it responds to you. It doesn't just respond, it speaks to you. You realize on a strange level you have bonded with it, as it has accepted you, as you have accepted it. Your memories as a knight are coming back to you now, and while you have lost your weapon memories and their voice, you feel their lingering support.
As one, you move forwards, and strike.
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While you cannot see Merlin's true visage you begin to focus more on how he never was quite actually human. You feel the urge to protect what remains and you strike forwards now, attacking for what you can. This is your reckoning.
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- Make sure you post AT THE TOP OF YOUR POST THE DAMAGE TALLY DONE TO MERLIN. If Merlin's damage exceeds the Great King's, he will take a heavy blow.
- IF YOUR CHARACTER HAS 100 SACRED POINTS THEY CAN SPEAK TO THEIR WEAPON HUNTER STYLE
- This post ends MAY 28th @11:59 PM PST. THIS IS PART ONE OF THE FINALE. The second part will begin then, with the full event concluding on the 30th.
Luridel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-10)
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 12:04 am
DAMAGE DEALT TO MERLIN - 5
"White brigade, rally to me!" Estel called out. Her head was still spinning. Some of her fellow knights had... changed, somehow... and Merlin, what had Merlin become? "Take the traitor down!" she cried, and charged, gripping her quarterstaff tightly. As she struck, she heard a voice in her mind.
'Good hit.'
'What...?'
HP: 50/50 Attacks Used: 1/3
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in shimmering white armor. Tiny feathered wing decorations on her gloves and boots. Rank of character: Great Knight. Sacred Points obtained: 100/100
Shun's eyes snapped open. Two forces were at odds here. That much was obvious. The form Merlin took here was a horrific sight to say in the least. Drawing his blades, he looked down at them briefly.
Go on. I am here.
With a deep breath, he rushed forth, aiming to punch the monstrosity with one of his katar.
"Knights of the black. Form up and bring me Merlin's head."
HP: ??/50 1/3 attacks
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this except wielding twin katar. Rank of charactergreat knight Sacred Points obtained: 100/100
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Luridel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8Total: 8 (1-10)
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 12:12 am
TOTAL DAMAGE DEALT TO MERLIN - 22
Estel swung again, narrowing her eyes. It felt different, now that Leila was unchained - it felt like they were working as a team.
'Stay focused, Estel. I am with you.'
HP: 50/50 Attacks: 2/3
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in shimmering white armor. Tiny feathered wing decorations on her gloves and boots. Rank of character: Great Knight. Sacred Points obtained: 100/100
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2Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 12:17 am
TOTAL DAMAGE DEALT TO MERLIN - 24
"Stand strong!" she called out to the other knights. "Remember who you are and come fight beside me!"
HP: 50/50 Attacks: 3/3
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in shimmering white armor. Tiny feathered wing decorations on her gloves and boots. Rank of character: Great Knight. Sacred Points obtained: 100/100
It was strange. Despite the new voice in his head, Penumbra felt as though she had been there the entire time. Shun fell silent as he continued his assault, aiming to cut into Merlin's form.
HP: ??/50 2/3 attacks
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this except wielding twin katar. Rank of charactergreat knight Sacred Points obtained: 100/100
Her voice was warm. Encouraging. Empowering, in a way. If ever a time came for him to keep fighting, that would be now. Shun's body twisted as he kept up with the momentum of his blows.
Penumbra gave off a subtle black pulse as she became full with energy. Power.
HP: ??/50 3/3 attacks
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this except wielding twin katar. Rank of charactergreat knight Sacred Points obtained: 100/100
Noemi didn't hesitate to join against Merlin. Her mind found clarity, her purpose was clear. She was here for a better world. Merlin was not the answer and he never would be.
She was a knight camelot. She was a knight for the seven great knights, A knight the blue defenders.
She was Noemi Hurley.
And his name was Brishen. He was hers and she was his. It didn't feel different. It felt right. She drew her trident, and she drew her shield.
"We are the shield Noemi." He spoke. "Let us splinter the damage he has wrought on us."
HP: 50/50 1/3 attacks
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My character's name: Noemi Hurley Character's journal link:[ HERE ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Noemi is Naive and quiet girl. Red curly hair with winged cuffs and fullbody armor. She follows a certain young knight to keep him out of trouble. Promised and engaged to the love of her life, Milo Hale. From the same villiage as Shu and Evan, both being very important to Noemi. Rank of character Knight Apprentice
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Despite the grim visage that appeared before her, Riley did not look ready to attack Merlin, or anyone for that matter. She looked absolutely crushed about it. Her weapon almost fell out of her hand, but her fingers gripped the handle just in time, and she screamed when she heard it speak to her in response.
Ah, grazie.
What in heaven's name?! Since when could Mal talk? It had been a reliable tool in her efforts to drive back the darkness so far, but now - now she realized it was more than that. It was part of her. It was - alive.
She heard a chuckle of amusement, and found herself flustered with confusion. Estel's voice snapped her out of her stupor, as her Great Knight called her forth to fight the monster that had once been Merlin. She still hesitated, but she followed Estel without question, and the sickle tore through Merlin's facade with a quick, solid stroke.
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My character's name: Riley Illithadian Character's journal link:ok BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender, graceful, and entirely obsessed with purity; Riley was raised from birth as a priestess of the light, and continues to follow the values and practices of her stringent sisterhood. She is always prepared with a ritual or a prayer to help purify anything necessary, especially the air and water surrounding them, or the earth beneath their feet. She does not like being touched, or looked at for very long, nor will she meet the gaze of a passerby for longer than is absolutely necessary. She is meek, humble, and completely unprepared for what lies ahead of her. Physical Description:CLICK HERE She wears an unadorned white medieval dress, and a belt of large, extremely heavy prayer beads as a constant burden to remind her of her duty. Her face is partially covered by a modesty veil, which hangs at the lower half of her face. Her eyes are grey, and her hair is black, with only the top layer matted into tight dreadlocks using beeswax - these are carefully wrapped and braided with purple and white ribbons. See this picture for an example of this hairstyle. Intricate filigree of some metal slips in and out of the top of her hair, weaving upward into delicate designs created with special religious significance in mind. Rank of character knight
HP: 50/50 1/3 attacks
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 2:57 am
To hell with Merlin and all his wicked games. When Robert regained consciousness, and the ability to move his own body, he had one purpose. He stood up, immediately searching through the throngs of fighting knights, to find her.
"MILDRED." He screamed out, shoving his way roughly through. "MILDRED, WHERE ARE YOU."
His memories had done nothing to stir his loyalty to the kingdom. He'd learned exactly what he needed to know to find her. He'd seen his future.
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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.
Pokerus could hear Estel rally the white knights, but she ignored the call to arms, her eyes set on the shadowed version of the former black knight. Her grip on the sword tightened, the anger inside her reaching a boiling point.
"Take him down" Urged the voice in her head, and she charged, her voice screaming in anguish, anger, torment, grief, jumping forwards with her unsealed sword held high overhead so she could bring it down upon the horned beast that was Merlin.
"YOU WILL PAY" She roared in union with her weapon.
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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 Knight. Sacred Points obtained: 100/100
That was the main thought he had, memories of being a knight returning to him as he rant to be by the Great Kings side. Jason could scarcely believe what had happened, and though the death of Lancelot weighed heavily upon his mind he couldn't help but feel relieved that he was still here. He wouldn't have to sacrifice himself anymore.
Although if he wasn't careful, he could still be pretty dead.
"Gold knights, Destroy Merlin!" He called out to any that could hear, rally his own forces to fight as he rushed forward to strike at Merlin's blind side, quickly moving back before spotting Riley in the crowd.
Oh, oh! There she is!
...Holy s**t why was there a voice in his- oh right....
"R-Riley...I think I'm hearing voices." He said to her, looking a little concerned but still rejuvenated, as if a great weight had been taken off his shoulders. (Which is totally had).
He then looked throughout the crowd, noticing the strange appearances of some of the knights. It had seemed the shadows had gotten to them after all. He became concerned when he couldn't locate the other white knight.
"YUKI!" He called out, his gaze searching desperately for his friend. He hadn't succumbed to the shadows had he...?
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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 Great Knight Sacred Points obtained 100
Na'ima stumbled through the gate, shaking her head and using her halberd to keep her steady. She looked at her weapon with a frown, giving it a tap with her fingers until she finally looked at--what was that? Impressive.
She went in, thrusting her helberd at the creature Merlin had become.
HP: 50/50 Damage done: 2
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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
Eight rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-8)
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 11:03 am
Damage to Merlin: 71
She swung this time, slashing at the creature's thick hide. It was impressive that he was able to become this, even if perhaps this was a curse or mutation of some kind.
It was almost a shame he had to die. Almost.
HP: 50/50 Damage done: 4
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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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Eight rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 11:10 am
Damage to Merlin: 76
One more slash against the creature and Na'ima backed off, keeping her halberd held up and ready to defend herself should anything or even Merlin come at her.
HP: 50/50 Damage done: 5
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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
