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

[Chinkoln he/him]

2 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Fadran reigns in the thread!

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WDYM? BTW congrats on upgrading from Svrakiss and becoming an Originator

 

Edited August 24, 2020 by Chinkoln

[Vapor she/her]

6 minutes ago, Chinkoln said:

 

I know, but you said it was okay because it didn't have caffeine, but that isn't the reason it is okay. The reason it is okay is that it has been specifically pardoned by the prophet.

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Okay, I understand

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

2 minutes ago, Chinkoln said:

WDYM? BTW congrats on upgrading from Svrakiss and becoming an Originator

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I mean... PLOT TIME.

Also, I have forgotten what both of those were.

 

[Chinkoln he/him]

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Svrakiss are what the Derethi Priests think are evil souls, come to inhabit the living people who are evil, tunring them into Elantrians. Originators are the people who survived the Catecendre on Scadrial.

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

4 minutes ago, Chinkoln said:

Svrakiss are what the Derethi Priests think are evil souls, come to inhabit the living people who are evil, tunring them into Elantrians. Originators are the people who survived the Catecendre on Scadrial.

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Thanks! I should probably go reread Elantris sometime...

 

Fadran spins his sword, ready to face down the incoming Withergeist.

[Chinkoln he/him]

Chinkoln does a series of flips and maneuvers that can't be named, landing in a defensive stance. He pauses, then picks up a rock and throws it at Fadran's sword. It connects with a solid *pling*. Chinkoln nods his head appreciatively. "Maybe that long feather will be of use after all."

[DramaQueen she/he/neopronouns]

Queen accepts Math's proffered weapon, and agrees to leave, though with much hesitance. She and Kindness continue north, following the odd device's light.

Edited August 25, 2020 by DramaQueen

[Chinkoln he/him]

“You know, this monster isn’t very smart” Chinkoln says as Queen and Kindness walk away. “If it were, it would just realize we have been walking in a straight line, then it would go ahead of us and ambush us.”

[Nathrangking he/him]

I take a defensive stance my blades positioned at both high and low guard. My mind goes blank as I open wide the passages to my mindscapes. My body's glow begins to increase until I am like a spotlight on a darkened night. The winds lift me inches off of the ground.

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I guess Queen did not accept my offer of a weapon. O well.

 

[Chinkoln he/him]

Chinkoln walks over and stands on the low blade while holding on to the high blade. “Perfect vantage point, thanks for the platform.”

[DramaQueen she/he/neopronouns]

5 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

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I guess Queen did not accept my offer of a weapon. O well.

 

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Oh. She did. Sorry, I forgot about that. I'll go edit my original post to include that.

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

18 minutes ago, DramaQueen said:

Queen agrees to leave, though with much hesitance. She and Kindness continue north, following the odd device's light.

"Hang on." Fadran says, handing her something: a small box of sorts. "Take care of these for me? They're... kind of important."

[KyL]

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Ok nobody is talking right now so I shall post Winter's amazing new turn of events;

he has found his way to a particularly powerful witch, searching for means to revive his dead master.

“An angel? Do my eyes deceive me?” Creaked the old witch, chuckling.

“I am not an angel.”

The Witch's chuckle turned into a cackle, seeming to shake the rooms of the dingy castle.

“Ah, I see…. You have brought a girl with you? Let me check her blood.”

She reached out with a rusty, wavering knife.

“I’ll do it.”

Winter made a small slash on the body’s left hand, and a trickle of blood poured out.

“You don’t want the body hurt?” The witch cackled again, wiping up the blood with a finger which she then placed in her mouth, sucking like a baby sucks its thumb. Her eyes widened. “Ooh, this blood is to my liking. I could make this body into an Arkblade, a Life-Elixir (of course, I’d take some as commission), or….”

“Enough. This body is not for ‘processing’. I would like you to reverse her death.”

The Witch’s eyes lit a villainous lime-green (like in all the disney movies). “Ooh, reverse her death? Why would you want that, as powerful as you are? You need no one.”

She’s goading you.

“This girl brought me back from death. That is why I request the same.”

The Witch cackled in delight.

“Oh, a debt? I suppose I can reverse her death, for the right price…”

Her eyes gleamed with greed.

“Anything you desire shall be yours.”

“Oh? What about… your reality marble?”

If Winter had emotion, he would have been surprised.

“What about my reality marble? There is no way to ‘give you’ my reality marble.”

The witch cackled again.

“Oh, but there is!! There is!! Will you do it?”

“...Yes. I will.”

Cackling again, the witch began her work, taking the dead girl from Winter’s arms and placing her on a table.

Opening the body’s eyes, the witch poured into each a drop from a flask of black liquid that glowed purple. The eyes of the body turned black, letting off a strange purple smoke.

Gaining access to the stomach, through the body’s wounds, the witch began replacing the insides with a strange purple crystal substance.

“What is that?” Winter asked, eyeing the purple stuff.

“Just part of the process.” The witch bluntly stated, winking at the Angel. “I am… enhancing her. This way, she won’t be killed by such an insignificant flesh wound.”

Winter watched on, his eyes blank yet watching intently.

Finally, the witch extracted the body’s heart, replacing it with a pulsing black stone. All of the purple crystals inside the girl snapped into place the second the witch had withdrawn her hand.

The witch cackled.

“You see that? It is like a sort of magnetic system, but with dark energy. I must say, I am proud of this job. Now, for the payment…”

“Heal her stomach first.”

The witch traced her fingers over the widened wounds, which seemed to zip up like… (well, like a zipper.)

“There you go, Angel.”

“Make sure she is alive.”

The witch, out of cackling juice, chuckled. “Wake her for yourself and see that she is not under some curse.”

Winter gently shook the body, and the body stirred, groggily rubbing it’s closed eyes, and flinching.

“Very well, witch. Have your reward, you have earned it.”

 

Winter took off, holding the body in his arms, which had just opened its eyes.

“Winter?”

“Yami. You’re alive.” Winter glanced down at the girl he held. “Your eyes… they’re… different. It must have been the revival.”

“I… don’t understand, Winter. What is happening?”

“Just rest.”

“Yes, my insides are churning. Perhaps some rest will help. But Winter?”

“Yes?”

“Why is your arm stained red?”

“Just... a payment. Now rest, Yami.”

The sound of gusting wind, then the two figures were gone.

Edited August 25, 2020 by KyL

[Nathrangking he/him]

10 minutes ago, Chinkoln said:

Chinkoln walks over and stands on the low blade while holding on to the high blade. “Perfect vantage point, thanks for the platform.”

I pour heat into my blades until they are white hot.

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An impressive thing considering that it is not close to the ground. They are also made of light so...

 

21 minutes ago, DramaQueen said:

Queen agrees to leave, though with much hesitance. She and Kindness continue north, following the odd device's light.

I descend into the mindscape and return to the treasure room. I call out to an enchanted spear made entirely of a emerald colored metal. It is intricately carved with runes. I emerge and have the winds carry it to Queen. "This spear is lightweight and burns that which is stabbed with it. It is charmed with spells of my own design."

[KyL]

1 minute ago, Nathrangking said:

"This spear is lightweight and burns that which is stabbed with it. It is charmed with spells of my own design."

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Have you copyrighted it yet?

 

[Nathrangking he/him]

Just now, KyL said:

Have you copyrighted it yet?

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I must have the paperwork here somewhere.  *Starts tearing the room apart.

 

[KyL]

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Looking... for this? Winter appears, holding up some official papers labeled 'Nathrangking's Emerald Colored Spear Thing

Edited August 25, 2020 by KyL

[Chinkoln he/him]

"I'm an otter, I don't need to follow the laws of physics. The last time I sat down and talked with gravity, she decided I was so cute that the bottom of my feet needed to be visible, so I just started floating away." Chinkoln said off-handedly.

[Nathrangking he/him]

3 minutes ago, KyL said:

Looking... for this? Winter appears, holding up some official papers labeled 'Nathrangking's Emerald Colored Spear Thing

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Tackles winter and starts hitting him with a loaf of Italian bread.

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He also break the laws of the fourth wall.

@Chinkoln

Edited August 25, 2020 by Nathrangking

[Negative_Null They/Them]

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I'm back! I don't know for how long  

 

[Scarletfox]

The Fox placed her legs into ready fighting position. A regular knife rested in each hand. Once she threw those, she'd probably start enabling use of the knife Nath gave her. Perhaps this one would stay with her long enough to earn a name. She would try not to leave it sucking the soul of some evil being for all eternity. She wasn't quite sure what she thought of the knife's ability, whatever it was, but she liked the look of thing. 

[Mist she/her]

T prepared herself with armor.

Ember forms swords of fire in his hands. 

[Negative_Null They/Them]

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Hey xino, if you're ready I'm going to start attacking

@xinoehp512

Vale drains some of the light from Nathrangking's swords and creates spikes facing outward from the hill, the kind you would use to repel a cavalry charge. He also makes a cool shortsword, which he holds in his left hand.

[Chinkoln he/him]

"Y'all look ridiculous right now, like heroes out of a storming comic book!" Chinkoln laughed. "I'm sure I will look ridiculous in a minute as I dance wildly around the thing, trying not to be eaten, dismembered, stomped, slapped, crushed, or maimed, but y'all look silly!"

[Scarletfox]

Just now, Chinkoln said:

"Y'all look ridiculous right now, like heroes out of a storming comic book!" Chinkoln laughed. "I'm sure I will look ridiculous in a minute as I dance wildly around the thing, trying not to be eaten, dismembered, stomped, slapped, crushed, or maimed, but y'all look silly!"

The Fox looked at the strange otter. This was definitely a very weird day.