Weaver of Shadows he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 (edited) 29 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said: You have two shard blades? Quote So…did the second one hit? Edit: WoB says honorblades can’t heal shardblade wounds. Edited October 3, 2023 by Lightweaver2
Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 58 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said: 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ran out of the building. his arm had not healed. was there a way he could do it as a bondsmith? he didnt know, but he did know that he would need peace to find it out. he waited to see if Rolen would follow.
Weaver of Shadows he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 (edited) 16 hours ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said: ran out of the building. his arm had not healed. was there a way he could do it as a bondsmith? he didnt know, but he did know that he would need peace to find it out. he waited to see if Rolen would follow. Rolen followed, and, drawing on most of the hut’s Stormlight, made a dome of glass around the two of them, then summoned Novel as a shield and advanced on Kaa. Edited October 3, 2023 by Lightweaver2
Lord Spirit he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 7 hours ago, SmilingPanda19 said: A light, very slow, breathing comes from deep in a cave. drip. drip. drip. The water drips from the ceiling down into the puddle. At the very back, covered and sand and mud, a pair of eyes glow. Completely invisible to nearly anyone. He keeps his breathing shallow and quiet so as to not attract the gamemakers. Nobody bests a Bonswear. Quote So is Cassian a lightweaver now?
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 Quote are you sure you saw amyra kill him? also it would be fun to read back from the original scenes to see all the signs that he didn't die 1
SmilingPanda19 Any! Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 8 hours ago, Edema Rue said: Eddie waits for his laughter to subside. "I gave him the greatest gift I could. I treated him like one of my own, even if he hasn't realized it yet." Anansi just stares at the floor for hours. His mind is neither full nor blank. He is simply… thoughtless. All except for that little tune playing in his ears, like a calling whisper just beyond his reach. Daddy! Daddy! I love my Daddy! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought us all here! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought our doom and tears! My Daddy! My Daddy! Bringer of our demise! My Daddy! My Daddy! To join us is no surprise! His entire body has gone cold. He doesn’t even dare move or try to leave, it would be no use. Eddie would never allow it, but… maybe if… He slowly gets up and reaches over to the door handle, seeing if it will turn. When it doesn’t twist and holds firm he sits back down on the bed. What a horrible day to be alive…
Ravenclawjedi42 Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 Bob runs over to the perpendicularly, Sharddart in hand. “What’s happening?” He asked.
Lord Spirit he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 7 minutes ago, Ravenclawjedi42 said: Bob runs over to the perpendicularly, Sharddart in hand. “What’s happening?” He asked. Quote I'm not entirely sure. Rolen and Kaa are fighting near one the huts, Amyra pretended to kill Cassian but he survived and Eddies digging Anansi's literal grave. 1
SmilingPanda19 Any! Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 Quote Isn’t it great!? -Maniacal Laughter-
Ookla de los Cuervos he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 ryn is fairly certain he saw a spirit, and plus he saw it in the future. being dead must have done some weird stuff to his head.
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 Spoiler Quote you definitely didn't see his spirit Spoiler amyra helped him fake his death 1
Ookla de los Cuervos he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 Quote it was definitely one heck of a fake, ill say that. the future is wrong!
Edema Rue she/her Posted October 3, 2023 Author Posted October 3, 2023 2 hours ago, SmilingPanda19 said: Anansi just stares at the floor for hours. His mind is neither full nor blank. He is simply… thoughtless. All except for that little tune playing in his ears, like a calling whisper just beyond his reach. Daddy! Daddy! I love my Daddy! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought us all here! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought our doom and tears! My Daddy! My Daddy! Bringer of our demise! My Daddy! My Daddy! To join us is no surprise! His entire body has gone cold. He doesn’t even dare move or try to leave, it would be no use. Eddie would never allow it, but… maybe if… He slowly gets up and reaches over to the door handle, seeing if it will turn. When it doesn’t twist and holds firm he sits back down on the bed. What a horrible day to be alive… Eddie doesn’t break the silence, only leans on the wall. Waiting.
Ookla de los Cuervos he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 (edited) ryn put himself next to anasi, and whispers that his son is still alive. @SmilingPanda19 Edited October 3, 2023 by TheRavenHasLanded
Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 8 hours ago, Lightweaver2 said: Rolen followed, and, drawing on most of the hut’s Stormlight, made a dome of glass A around the two of them, then summoned Novel as a shield and advanced on Kaa. Quote How much stormlight does he have after his usages?
Weaver of Shadows he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 (edited) 59 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said: How much stormlight does he have after his usages? Quote A fair amount, remember, the entire hut is full of Stormlight. Edit: I’m not sure how specific you want me to be, if you need more information, tell me. Edited October 3, 2023 by Lightweaver2
Through the Living Elan He/Him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 4 hours ago, SmilingPanda19 said: Anansi just stares at the floor for hours. His mind is neither full nor blank. He is simply… thoughtless. All except for that little tune playing in his ears, like a calling whisper just beyond his reach. Daddy! Daddy! I love my Daddy! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought us all here! My Daddy! My Daddy! He brought our doom and tears! My Daddy! My Daddy! Bringer of our demise! My Daddy! My Daddy! To join us is no surprise! His entire body has gone cold. He doesn’t even dare move or try to leave, it would be no use. Eddie would never allow it, but… maybe if… He slowly gets up and reaches over to the door handle, seeing if it will turn. When it doesn’t twist and holds firm he sits back down on the bed. What a horrible day to be alive… Elan struts in to the room. He gestures in some guards, and they grab Anansi. Elan nods to Eddie as he exits the room. Anansi is brought to a room, which is painted completely white. In the center is a cold metal chair. The guards slam Anansi into the chair and lock him in, chaining his head, feet, and hands in place. In front of Anansi sits a screen, which Elan turns on. It begins to play a short clip. Cassian getting killed in the arena. The scene loops over and over. In the background voices softly speak. "I love you daddy." "DADDY YOU PROMISED!" "HELP DADDY! HELP!" Elan walks out of the room, along with the guards, leaving Anansi to watch his son die. Over, and over, and over. Elan knew the boy was alive, but Anansi wouldn't. And those cognitive shadows couldn't reach him in that room. The walls had been completely lined with aluminum. Elan sat outside of the room. He could hear the clip playing. He closed his eyes and pulled out a small ball. He shifted it from one hand to another, listening to the voice. It was so similar... so similar to his own sons voice. He pulled out a small device. A recorder, once owned by his son. He pressed play. "Hey daddy!" It said. "Hey," Elan responded. "Daddy, do you love me?" "Yes, of course I do buddy. With all I have." "Daddy, you'll always be here for me, right?" "Of course. Of course I will." "That's nice. I love you too. I love you everywhere, forever." Elan closed his eyes. A tear fell down his cheek, and he quickly wiped it away. He couldn't look weak. Wouldn't look weak. Or he would die too.
Ookla de los Cuervos he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 ryn looks over at at elan. "who was that?"
Through the Living Elan He/Him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 6 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said: ryn looks over at at elan. "who was that?" Elan looks up. He gasps, jumping back, deftly slipping the recorder back into his robe. "You! You leave me alone! Just LET ME BE!"
Ookla de los Cuervos he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 ryn smiles. "ive made my peace. the kid is alright. but who was that? im truly curious. im dead. i cant really do anything"
Through the Living Elan He/Him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said: ryn smiles. "ive made my peace. the kid is alright. but who was that? im truly curious. im dead. i cant really do anything" "That is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS." Elan said. "Just... please. Leave me alone."
Ookla de los Cuervos he/him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 (edited) ryn sits, floating. "no. i want to know. im a truthwatcher. i want to know truths." and he tries his best to smile kindly, but it ends up looking funny and quite stupid. Edited October 3, 2023 by TheRavenHasLanded
Through the Living Elan He/Him Posted October 3, 2023 Posted October 3, 2023 8 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said: ryn sits, floating. "no. i want to know. im a truthwatcher. i want to know truths." and he tries his best to smile kindly, but it ends up looking funny and quite stupid. Elan sighs. "Dustbringer. I bring dust. It's all I do, is destroy. That... that was my son." 1 minute ago, Lord Spirit said: Quote Hey, I'm still alive! And dangerous! I ain't a complete softly, I just have emotional trauma!
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