Negative_Null They/Them Posted August 22, 2020 Posted August 22, 2020 Quote Oooooh, nice "Here, I can carry someone"
AonEne he/him Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Quote I just read all fiftysomething pages because I’m a madwoman. I’m gonna just say Ene was left behind at UH and never went in the spaceship, and we can all forget about her. I’ll have a new character soon enough.
Channelknight Fadran Posted August 23, 2020 Author Posted August 23, 2020 7 minutes ago, AonEne said: I just read all fiftysomething pages because I’m a madwoman. I’m gonna just say Ene was left behind at UH and never went in the spaceship, and we can all forget about her. Quote NOO!!! ENE!!!! 8 minutes ago, AonEne said: I’ll have a new character soon enough. Quote Oh, okay.
Nathrangking he/him Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 On 8/21/2020 at 7:06 PM, Channelknight Fadran said: "Emotion isn't weakness." Fadran says. "There must be a way that you can both live a life you choose to live, and keep existence safe... you said that you alone guard it. Does that mean others can, too?" I hurry to keep up with my friends as they speed up. I recall my light blades. The moment that I am parallel with Fadran, I respond. "I know now that it is not weakness to feel emotion. If lose control while I alone stand at the gate they will get out. I was worried that Aridith would set them free when I was trapped we are fortunate that he was unable to." I pause before continuing. Quote You got it! Now I move to the interesting idea that I came up with. Also, I'm back!! "In theory it is possible for others to guard with me. There is a ritual to be performed, but there is a way for this task to be shared. However, this is not something to be taken lightly."
Condensation she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 10 hours ago, Vapor said: It's 9:20 and I'm watching Frozen 2 with my siblings. Condensation's still asleep. Quote No, I read when I wake up. OATHBRINGER!!! 10 hours ago, KyL said: Looser hah loooooser tis a joke, she texted me at 11 and was like 'are you tired' and I was like, two hours later 'i'm still awake' and she is probably snooring Quote https://www.google.com/search?q=looser&rlz=1C1SQJL_enUS775US775&oq=looser&aqs=chrome..69i57j0l6j46.2654j1j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8 Use 1, 3, or more. I don't snore, I sleep on my side and it is only physically possible to snore when you sleep on your back. I get it from Mom, everyone else is DEAFENING! Vapor snores a lot. I haven't read the other 2 pages, but this was the only way I could do this. Will edit later.
Scarletfox Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 (edited) The Fox stumbles left, a few feet, then right, then left again. Where on earth was she? She couldn't see straight. Her left hand clasped her right side, red liquid seeping between her fingers. Where on earth was she?? Right, then left, then right. Zigzagging was a technique to keep people from following you, but was that even what she wanted? Shouldn't she track down who did this to her and make them pay? She had woken up to find herself wounded and disoriented in a strange place, but had no recollection of what happened, or why. For goodness' sake, couldn't the strangers have sliced her open when she wasn't wearing her best hoodie? It was black, two sizes too big, now with a dark red stain and a jagged rip. She wore black hiking pants, and black leather boots. She slid her gloved right hand into one of her pant's side pockets, fingers materializing around the large steel knife. She was going to make sure that the person who did this to her would never be able to do this to anyone ever again. The Fox halted, turned around to the place from which she had come, or so she hoped, ready to dole out some payback. She stumbled forward. She tripped, and yelped as she collapsed on the ground. Gritting her teeth, the Fox shoved her fist into her side, causing an exasperated squeal to escape from her lips. She pushed herself up, reinvigorated and focused from the pain, her teach clenched shut. She took one step, and almost fell again. It appeared that she had twisted her ankle. Ack, did it have to happen now, of all times? She limped along, blood trailing behind. Her red hair was in a messy bun, and her defiant blue eyes were topped by long black lashes. The Fox was sure she felt dirt smudged on her face, but she could never be quite sure. She saw a group of people walking and chatting, a few of them appeared worried. So they were the ones who did this to her! How dare they offend the Fox this way? The bigger question though, was how did they do this to her. She had never been discovered before, and very few had ever even seen her. She straightened, and threw the knife at one of the random peoples. Unfortunately, it seemed that the Fox was not at full strength, and the knife's lack of speed caused it to go way off course. So she would have to fight up close. She was okay with that. She grabbed another knife, and went half racing half stumbling and limping into the group as fast as she could, knife out, screaming like a mad woman, "How did you find me, and how DARE you do this to the Fox?" Edited August 23, 2020 by Scarletfox
Spren of Kindness she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 "Um." Kindness says, eyeing the bloody, screaming woman. "We didn't?" She half smiles in confusion. "Do you need help?"
Negative_Null They/Them Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 (edited) Quote Also your post made me realize I never described Vale Vale has his gun out faster than he probably should. "What do you want?" Edited August 23, 2020 by Negative_Null
Condensation she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Herate steps back, swings her bag off of her back, pulls her warrior stamp out of the box, and stamps herself in one smooth moment. She sinks down into fighting position, fists raised.
Scarletfox Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Quote Oh my goodness I think this is the most fun intro I've ever done with a character She heard some of them respond, and then realized that she couldn't make out what they were saying. She hazily looked around at the blurry figures, unable to make sense of who they were. "Why did you do this me?" She screeched, tears popping out of the sides of her eyes. Stupid stupid stupid, why did emotions have to exist? She was so confused and so angry, she hadn't done anything that bad lately! Who would have done this to her? The Fox lowered her voice, and seethed, "You shouldn't have messed with me. I don't take ambushing lightly." She lunged forward with her knife again toward one of the figures, certain she was going to land a hit this time, but in reality, the Fox was just a blumbering teen confused by blood loss.
Nathrangking he/him Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 19 minutes ago, Scarletfox said: The Fox stumbles left, a few feet, then right, then left again. Where on earth was she? She couldn't see straight. Her left hand clasped her right side, red liquid seeping between her fingers. Where on earth was she?? Right, then left, then right. Zigzagging was a technique to keep people from following you, but was that even what she wanted? Shouldn't she track down who did this to her and make them pay? She had woken up to find herself wounded and disoriented in a strange place, but had no recollection of what happened, or why. For goodness' sake, couldn't the strangers have sliced her open when she wasn't wearing her best hoodie? It was black, two sizes too big, now with a dark red stain and a jagged rip. She wore black hiking pants, and black leather boots. She slid her gloved right hand into one of her pant's side pockets, fingers materializing around the large steel knife. She was going to make sure that the person who did this to her would never be able to do this to anyone ever again. The Fox halted, turned around to the place from which she had come, or so she hoped, ready to dole out some payback. She stumbled forward. She tripped, and yelped as she collapsed on the ground. Gritting her teeth, the Fox shoved her fist into her side, causing an exasperated squeal to escape from her lips. She pushed herself up, reinvigorated and focused from the pain, her teach clenched shut. She took one step, and almost fell again. It appeared that she had twisted her ankle. Ack, did it have to happen now, of all times? She limped along, blood trailing behind. Her red hair was in a messy bun, and her defiant blue eyes were topped by long black lashes. The Fox was sure she felt dirt smudged on her face, but she could never be quite sure. She saw a group of people walking and chatting, a few of them appeared worried. So they were the ones who did this to her! How dare they offend the Fox this way? The bigger question though, was how did they do this to her. She had never been discovered before, and very few had ever even seen her. She straightened, and threw the knife at one of the random peoples. Unfortunately, it seemed that the Fox was not at full strength, and the knife's lack of speed caused it to go way off course. So she would have to fight up close. She was okay with that. She grabbed another knife, and went half racing half stumbling and limping into the group as fast as she could, knife out, screaming like a mad woman, "How did you find me, and how DARE you do this to the Fox?" I break off my conversation. I will the winds to surround the lunging figure. They grab her and hold her in place. "Calm down. I don't know who you are, but you must calm down."
Negative_Null They/Them Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 "Kindness, I feel like this girl needs some of you. I've been there before" @Spren of Kindness
Spren of Kindness she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 "Someone might want to stop that bleeding," Kindness says. "Which one of you has goldminds?"
Scarletfox Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 The Fox felt something... strange. She couldn't move! The figures were talking, surely plotting of how to kill her. She needed to get her knife. Get her knife, get her knife!!! She used all of her energy trying to move, tears continuing to stream down her face. Everything went black.
Condensation she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Herate got out her box again, pried off the warrior stamp, and stamped herself with another. "I can help her," she said, stepping closer. "I just stamped myself with my medical stamp."
Nathrangking he/him Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 2 minutes ago, Scarletfox said: The Fox felt something... strange. She couldn't move! The figures were talking, surely plotting of how to kill her. She needed to get her knife. Get her knife, get her knife!!! She used all of her energy trying to move, tears continuing to stream down her face. Everything went black. I release the winds that hold her and at the same time order them to lower her to the ground carefully.
Negative_Null They/Them Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 "Interesting. You guys do that, I need to grab something" Vale does his energy crackle thing and makes a small portal, then sticks his arm through. It takes a minute or so so I'll post once stuff happens
Condensation she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 (edited) Herial knelt beside the woman and got medical supplies out of her bag. She cut the hoodie away from the wound and began to rinse the wound out. Edited August 23, 2020 by Condensation
Negative_Null They/Them Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 "Interesting. You guys do that, I need to grab something" Vale does his energy crackle thing and makes a small portal, then sticks his arm through. It takes a minute or so so I'll post once stuff happens
Condensation she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Quote You double posted. Thanks! It gave me an opportunity to continue helping Fox. Herial decided the wound didn't need stitching(because I have no idea how to make her do that), so she applied a tincture to the wound and bound it. "That's all I can do for her right now, but she should be fine." She pried the stamp off of her arm.
DramaQueen she/he/neopronouns Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 On 8/21/2020 at 2:16 PM, Condensation said: I don't remember what I was going to say to this, it took me wayyyyy too long to read it all, but I can't get rid of this quote box for some reason. 10 hours ago, Spren of Kindness said: "Nope!" She pauses. "There's something about that. Journey. Journey before destination? We'll be there when we're there." Quote Journey? Queen's dead fiance? 5 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said: "And being ugly doesn't get you the people you like," Fadran added, "there was this one girl I liked waaaaay back when, but when I finally asked her out she said--and I quote--'Ew. Why would I date you?'" Fadran laughs. "Oh, those were the good old days." Quote ... Did this actually happen? Like...to you, not Fadran? Quote Let's just presume that Queen was with you guys attacking, chiming in occasionally, being her usual awesome self, you know. The Queen-like stuff. I don't know what she should do now, though. So I won't say anything in character.
Negative_Null They/Them Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Quote Yeah, I don't know why that happens but you're welcome After some rummaging around the portal, Vale pulls out a dark lens with an odd pattern. More specifically a Lens. "Well then, let's see what we have here"
theTruthshaper Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Quote Does anyone mind if the source of the corrupted investiture is me?
Condensation she/her Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 Quote I will 'presume' (your word not mine-I would have used assume) what you wish. I feel like (this is me, as an outsider) Queen would ask Fadran for a bed roll and make the woman comfortable. I don't mind, Truth.
xinoehp512 he/him Posted August 23, 2020 Posted August 23, 2020 (edited) 2 minutes ago, The_Truthwatcher said: Does anyone mind if the source of the corrupted investiture is me? Quote Er, I sort of already claimed it... 4 hours ago, xinoehp512 said: The Knight Tenebrous loped across the ground in long strides, his black Plate propelling him several feet with each stride. His bondmate swirled around him, whispering echoes into his ear. They are close, Maolg. Very clossse... Nya hovered in the air behind Jeffery, looking cautiously at the newcomer. @The_Truthwatcher Edited August 23, 2020 by xinoehp512
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