the fellowship of the thing The Fellowship of the Thing - I'm bored. Let's mess around! (Retired)

[KyL]

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Winter's current status for the day

Winter ran his knifelike fingers through the back of another inquisitor, deflecting the blow of a double-axe with his wing.

There were so many, too many, all the most Elite executioners of The Church.

A scream of a girl rang from inside the church-castle.

Yami! Da(rn)it! How did they get inside…

Winter leapt into the air, but was pulled down by the mana net of an Inquisitor.

The Angel snarled, gutting the man and deflecting another double-axe stroke with his hand.

Opening his wings to the widest, he spun once while taking off, slicing through all of the nearby Inquisitors.

Yami… I’m coming, hold on…

 

Inside the castle, an Inquisitor stood--M'kkel, one of the Pope’s sons, trained in all the ways of the Church, top level executioner. He was holding a girl up by her neck.

“So, you’re Yami. The Queen of Darkness. Not very impressive.”

He slammed her into a wall, the entire building seeming to shake. More tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to pull his hand from her neck.

“You’re weak. I suppose killing you quickly would be doing you a favor. But I was never one for mercy.”

M'kkel lifted the girl higher, changing his grip to cover her mouth.

Yami’s eyes widened in horror as three blades materialized in her stomach. She tried to scream but only blood came out, soaking the Inquisitor’s arm.

“So it is red. I always thought it would have been black.”

He dropped her, and she crumpled into a heap on the stone floor.

“This is for all the people you killed in order for your deranged creations and experiments, that each caused the deaths of so many. When somebody is truly evil, we find them and kill them, or worse.”

One of the windows in front of the Inquisitor shattered, spraying colorful glass throughout the room. M'kkel instinctively created a blade behind him, deflecting Winter’s stroke.

“You are fast, K’aurak’tii. I did not see you enter through that window.”

The Inquisitor raised a blade to the left, blocking a strike where Winter had suddenly appeared.

“You are also unimpressive, Metal Angel. Just like your master. I will enjoy destroying...”

M'kkel cut off as Winter raised his hand, palm out, fingers cascading like a staircase.

“You have made another mistake, scum. You will regret living.”

The Angel’s eyes glowed a bright, yet deep red.

“Anu.”

 

M'kkel’s eyes widened and he began laughing.

“The word that shakes the heavens?”

The Inquisitor started laughing hysterically.

“Only one being can use that word without being destroyed, you realize.”

M'kkel’s eyes widened further, and veins appeared, bulging on his forehead.

*

The Inquisitor’s bones clattered to the floor.

“Poor executioner. Who’s to say I didn’t consume that one being?”

 

“Winter..”

Yami’s weak voice.

 

“Yami. You are in terrible condition."

She smiled.

“Come on, Winter. Why won’t you still use your emotions?”

“I mustn’t until I have them all. Yami, you will not die. I will not let it.”

“I am afraid that that is impossible.”

“There is one way, Yami.”

“What?”

“The reality you gave me. My method of travel, come with me and I will make you whole again.”

She weakly laughed, which turned into a cough, splattering blood on her Angel’s face.

“Do not worry, Yami. It will only be for a short time, then we can return.”

“Oh Winter. You’re so good at breaking the system.”

She smiled, her eyes closed.

Then she was still.

“I will reverse this. I swear it.” the Angel said, picking her up.

Then he was gone.

Edited August 23, 2020 by KyL

[Channelknight Fadran]

3 minutes ago, KyL said:

Winter ran his knifelike fingers through the back of another inquisitor, deflecting the blow of a double-axe with his wing.

There were so many, too many, all the most Elite executioners of The Church.

A scream of a girl rang from inside the church-castle.

Yami! Da(rn)it! How did they get inside…

Winter leapt into the air, but was pulled down by the mana net of an Inquisitor.

The Angel snarled, gutting the man and deflecting another double-axe stroke with his hand.

Opening his wings to the widest, he spun once while taking off, slicing through all of the nearby Inquisitors.

Yami… I’m coming, hold on…

 

Inside the castle, an Inquisitor stood--M'kkel, one of the Pope’s sons, trained in all the ways of the Church, top level executioner. He was holding a girl up by her neck.

“So, you’re Yami. The Queen of Darkness. Not very impressive.”

He slammed her into a wall, the entire building seeming to shake. More tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to pull his hand from her neck.

“You’re weak. I suppose killing you quickly would be doing you a favor. But I was never one for mercy.”

M'kkel lifted the girl higher, changing his grip to cover her mouth.

Yami’s eyes widened in horror as three blades materialized in her stomach. She tried to scream but only blood came out, soaking the Inquisitor’s arm.

“So it is red. I always thought it would have been black.”

He dropped her, and she crumpled into a heap on the stone floor.

“This is for all the people you killed in order for your deranged creations and experiments, that each caused the deaths of so many. When somebody is truly evil, we find them and kill them, or worse.”

One of the windows in front of the Inquisitor shattered, spraying colorful glass throughout the room. M'kkel instinctively created a blade behind him, deflecting Winter’s stroke.

“You are fast, K’aurak’tii. I did not see you enter through that window.”

The Inquisitor raised a blade to the left, blocking a strike where Winter had suddenly appeared.

“You are also unimpressive, Metal Angel. Just like your master. I will enjoy destroying...”

M'kkel cut off as Winter raised his hand, palm out, fingers cascading like a staircase.

“You have made another mistake, scum. You will regret living.”

The Angel’s eyes glowed a bright, yet deep red.

“Anu.”

 

M'kkel’s eyes widened and he began laughing.

“The word that shakes the heavens?”

The Inquisitor started laughing hysterically.

“Only one being can use that word without being destroyed, you realize.”

M'kkel’s eyes widened further, and veins appeared, bulging on his forehead.

*

The Inquisitor’s bones clattered to the floor.

“Poor executioner. Who’s to say I didn’t consume that one being?”

 

“Winter..”

Yami’s weak voice.

 

“Yami. You are in terrible condition."

She smiled.

“Come on, Winter. Why won’t you still use your emotions?”

“I mustn’t until I have them all. Yami, you will not die. I will not let it.”

“I am afraid that that is impossible.”

“There is one way, Yami.”

“What?”

“The reality you gave me. My method of travel, come with me and I will make you whole again.”

She weakly laughed, which turned into a cough, splattering blood on her Angel’s face.

“Do not worry, Yami. It will only be for a short time, then we can return.”

“Oh Winter. You’re so good at breaking the system.”

She smiled, her eyes closed.

Then she was still.

“I will reverse this. I swear it.” the Angel said, picking her up.

Then he was gone.

Fadran collapsed against a tree.

"Something just happened." He said, eyes distant. "I don't know what, but something just did."

[Negative_Null They/Them]

"That's nice and all, but I can see who's following us. I definitely don't want to let him catch us."

[KyL]

1 minute ago, Negative_Null said:

"That's nice and all, but I can see who's following us. I definitely don't want to let him catch us."

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You wise ant

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

2 minutes ago, Negative_Null said:

"That's nice and all, but I can see who's following us. I definitely don't want to let him catch us."

"Right. You're... right." Fadran pulls himself back to his feet and keeps going, mind still distant.

[Nathrangking he/him]

14 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Right. You're... right." Fadran pulls himself back to his feet and keeps going, mind still distant.

I watch Fadran's behavior and I set my jaw. I must help him.  I reach Fadran. "You are unwell. What did you see?"

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

1 hour ago, Nathrangking said:

I watch Fadran's behavior and I set my jaw. I must help him.  I reach Fadran. "You are unwell. What did you see?"

"I didn't see anything." Fadran replies. "It's just... a feeling. A bad one. The kind that you don't feel like the others, it's the kind that touches your Spirit."

[Scarletfox]

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Many apologies for not being on much today! I took a small road trip that took longer than I expected. Just assume that the Fox suspiciously eyed you guys, and suspiciously shook your hands, and can walk on her foot. Also, I'm just going to assume someone lent the Fox a shirt, cause y'all kind of cut apart her hoodie....

The Fox walked along side this group of people, unsure what to do. They had been nice to her, for now, and for some reason she was inclined to trust them. As much as she could trust people now-a-days. She was limping ever so slightly, though it was probably barely noticeable. People said if you experienced constant pain, even be it varying, in the same spot, you would eventually stop feeling it at all. That had never been the case for the Fox. She had trained herself not to react to the excruciating pain that persisted in both ankles, so people usually never knew it existed. She had reacted to it severely before because she wasn't thinking clearly, but the wrap was certainly helping. 

Something was going on with Fadran. Hm. There were some strange things going on here that she didn't understand. She was still unsure where she was, even though that other woman had mentioned it... Sadbriars? Whatever the name, she hadn't recognized it. The Fox was still a bit upset about her hoodie. She wore a gray shirt someone had lent her in it's place. She had gathered the knives from her hoodie, and tried to fit them into her trouser's pockets, but three didn't fit, so she carried one in each hand, and left one behind. 

Edited August 23, 2020 by Scarletfox

[Negative_Null They/Them]

Vale walks beside Fox. "You've seen a lot, haven't you?"

[Scarletfox]

"You could say that," The Fox responds softly. 

@Negative_Null

Edited August 23, 2020 by Scarletfox

[Nathrangking he/him]

1 minute ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"I didn't see anything." Fadran replies. "It's just... a feeling. A bad one. The kind that you don't feel like the others, it's the kind that touches your Spirit."

I nod slowly. I understand what he is referring to. "I would have waited, but I think that I should teach you at least the basics of mindscapes. If a feeling like what you felt ever comes again you might be able to trace it through the mindscape to the realm that it originated."

[Channelknight Fadran]

Just now, Nathrangking said:

I nod slowly. I understand what he is referring to. "I would have waited, but I think that I should teach you at least the basics of mindscapes. If a feeling like what you felt ever comes again you might be able to trace it through the mindscape to the realm that it originated."

"This... mindscape thing." Fadran says. "How does it work? You use the power of your mind to create a world of your own?"

6 minutes ago, Scarletfox said:

The Fox walked along side this group of people, unsure what to do. They had been nice to her, for now, and for some reason she was inclined to trust them. As much as she could trust people now-a-days. She was limping ever so slightly, though it was probably barely noticeable. People said if you experienced constant pain, even be it varying, in the same spot, you would eventually stop feeling it at all. That had never been the case for the Fox. She had trained herself not to react to the excruciating pain that persisted in both ankles, so people usually never knew it existed. She had reacted to it severely before because she wasn't thinking clearly, but the wrap was certainly helping. 

Something was going on with Fadran. Hm. There were some strange things going on here that she didn't understand. She was still unsure where she was, even though that other woman had mentioned it... Sadbriars? Whatever the name, she hadn't recognized it. The Fox was still a bit upset about her hoodie. She wore a gray shirt someone had lent her in it's place. She had gathered the knives from her hoodie, and tried to fit them into her trouser's pockets, but three didn't fit, so she carried one in each hand, and left one behind. 

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I'm going to say Fadran lent you the shirt.

The newcomer looked uncomfortable in the shirt he had lent her. This slightly annoyed Fadran (he didn't have to carry a woman's t-shirt on him at all times!) but that wasn't important. He looked at her cut-up hoodie, then frowned. He focused, Forging a Spirit Bond to the hoodie, then sped up the natural process of, as he called it, "Particle Fashion Trending." After about half a minute, the hoodie had Mended itself completely.

He handed it back to Fox. "Fixed your hoodie."

[Scarletfox]

4 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

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I'm going to say Fadran lent you the shirt.

The newcomer looked uncomfortable in the shirt he had lent her. This slightly annoyed Fadran (he didn't have to carry a woman's t-shirt on him at all times!) but that wasn't important. He looked at her cut-up hoodie, then frowned. He focused, Forging a Spirit Bond to the hoodie, then sped up the natural process of, as he called it, "Particle Fashion Trending." After about half a minute, the hoodie had Mended itself completely.

He handed it back to Fox. "Fixed your hoodie."

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Hehe, that works.

The Fox eyed her hoodie. What was this? Magic? VooDoo? She reluctantly took her hoodie, looking in and out of it for holes. 

"Thanks," she said, and then curiously she asked "What did you do to it?"

Edited August 23, 2020 by Scarletfox

[Channelknight Fadran]

Just now, Scarletfox said:

The Fox eyes her hoodie. What is this? Magic? VooDoo? She reluctantly takes her hoodie, looking in and out of it for holes. 

"Thanks," she says, and then curiously she asks "What did you do to it?"

"Magic." He said simply, shrugging. He let the soft tone of sincerity join his voice. "I'm... sorry you got caught up in our little band. We're just being chased by something right now, and we don't know what it is, but leaving you behind to face it alone probably wouldn't have been the nicest thing to do. I guess making you join us to possibly inevitably face it probably also wasn't the nicest thing to do, but it was the lesser evil." He puts on a friendly smile. "So, you're name's Fox?"

[Negative_Null They/Them]

11 minutes ago, Scarletfox said:

"You could say that," The Fox responds softly. 

@Negative_Null

Vale smiles at Fadran from behind Fox, hopefully conveying a "good, keep talking, she needs it" but he's bad at that kind of thing.

"Yeah, he's rather useful for this kind of thing, Fox. Fixing things, people. Crazy magic"

[Channelknight Fadran]

Just now, Negative_Null said:

Vale smiles at Fadran from behind Fox, hopefully conveying a "good, keep talking, she needs it" but he's bad at that kind of thing.

"Yeah, he's rather useful for this kind of thing, Fox. Fixing things, people. Crazy magic"

"You flatter me," Fadran responds, smiling, "but I try."

[Nathrangking he/him]

4 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"This... mindscape thing." Fadran says. "How does it work? You use the power of your mind to create a world of your own?

"Think about it this way. There exist dimensions piled on dimensions. These never intersect. They run parallel. The space between them that touches all realms are permeable. Through a properly trained mind you can enter and exit at will. They can be bent and molded by a trained will. You can create worlds where you can retreat in times of trouble. You can spirit travel to other realms. You can lock things away in a manner that will make it most difficult for others to learn. You can also give fits to those that are trying to control your mind. It can bring discipline and strength when necessary."

[Scarletfox]

10 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Magic." He said simply, shrugging. He let the soft tone of sincerity join his voice. "I'm... sorry you got caught up in our little band. We're just being chased by something right now, and we don't know what it is, but leaving you behind to face it alone probably wouldn't have been the nicest thing to do. I guess making you join us to possibly inevitably face it probably also wasn't the nicest thing to do, but it was the lesser evil." He puts on a friendly smile. "So, you're name's Fox?"

7 minutes ago, Negative_Null said:

"Yeah, he's rather useful for this kind of thing, Fox. Fixing things, people. Crazy magic"

5 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

"Think about it this way. There exist dimensions piled on dimensions. These never intersect. They run parallel. The space between them that touches all realms are permeable. Through a properly trained mind you can enter and exit at will. They can be bent and molded by a trained will. You can create worlds where you can retreat in times of trouble. You can spirit travel to other realms. You can lock things away in a manner that will make it most difficult for others to learn. You can also give fits to those that are trying to control your mind. It can bring discipline and strength when necessary."

So... Magic. Well, the Fox had seen stranger things. She breathed lightly in before saying, "People have always called me Fox, I don't really know if I have a name. I really should be thanking you for taking care of me. Usually the first thing people do when they see a wounded fox is get out their gun. Here, hold these." The Fox hands over her two knives to Fadran, and then makes a motion with her finger to turn around directed to those closest to her.

Edited August 23, 2020 by Scarletfox

[Negative_Null They/Them]

3 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

"Think about it this way. There exist dimensions piled on dimensions. These never intersect. They run parallel. The space between them that touches all realms are permeable. Through a properly trained mind you can enter and exit at will. They can be bent and molded by a trained will. You can create worlds where you can retreat in times of trouble. You can spirit travel to other realms. You can lock things away in a manner that will make it most difficult for others to learn. You can also give fits to those that are trying to control your mind. It can bring discipline and strength when necessary."

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Oh no, multiple multiversal theories and systems are converging! Aaahhh!

Vale watches with some consternation and amusement

[KyL]

5 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

"Think about it this way. There exist dimensions piled on dimensions. These never intersect. They run parallel. The space between them that touches all realms are permeable. Through a properly trained mind you can enter and exit at will. They can be bent and molded by a trained will. You can create worlds where you can retreat in times of trouble. You can spirit travel to other realms. You can lock things away in a manner that will make it most difficult for others to learn. You can also give fits to those that are trying to control your mind. It can bring discipline and strength when necessary."

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Null, do you recognize this from our PM?

@Negative_Null

[Channelknight Fadran]

5 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

"Think about it this way. There exist dimensions piled on dimensions. These never intersect. They run parallel. The space between them that touches all realms are permeable. Through a properly trained mind you can enter and exit at will. They can be bent and molded by a trained will. You can create worlds where you can retreat in times of trouble. You can spirit travel to other realms. You can lock things away in a manner that will make it most difficult for others to learn. You can also give fits to those that are trying to control your mind. It can bring discipline and strength when necessary."

"That's... complicated." Fadran decides. "Which also means that it's awesome."

2 minutes ago, Scarletfox said:

So... Magic. Well, the Fox had seen stranger things. She breathed lightly in before saying, "People have always called me Fox, I don't really know if I have a name. I really should be thanking you for taking care of me. Usually the first thing people do when they see a wounded fox is get out their gun. Here, hold these." The Fox hands over her two knives to Fadran, and then makes a motion with her finger to turn around.

"Gun?" Fadran asks, then turns around as she motioned. His mind had turned to something else she said, though. "You say you... don't know if you have a name?"

[Scarletfox]

3 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Gun?" Fadran asks, then turns around as she motioned. His mind had turned to something else she said, though. "You say you... don't know if you have a name?"

"Yeah, I've always just been, the Fox. I didn't really have parents." She says as she changes into the hoodie. She always hated wearing shirts under the things, they made it way too hot. "Alright, you're good. You can turn back around." 

Edited August 23, 2020 by Scarletfox

[Channelknight Fadran]

3 minutes ago, Scarletfox said:

"Yeah, I've always just been, the Fox. I didn't really have parents." She says as she changes into the hoodie. She always hated wearing shirts under the things, they made it way too hot. "Alright, you're good. You can turn back around." 

"So... The Fox is who you identify as, then?" Fadran asks, turning around. "You've never felt as if you were missing something like a name?"

[Scarletfox]

Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

"So... The Fox is who you identify as, then?" Fadran asks, turning around. "You've never felt as if you were missing something like a name?"

She shrugged. "I am just The Fox. Is that not all I need?"

[Negative_Null They/Them]

9 minutes ago, KyL said:

@Negative_Null

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Yep. That's why I said that

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Are we going to pretend like Vale wasn't watching this whole exchange because he was. I don't know why I keep getting forgotten but ok I guess