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  1. I mean... all the power to you then? maybe I might have been exaggerating a bit with the ‘denouncing’ part, but it’s worth noting at that part I thought I was going to die anyway, I wouldn’t really say it was to get votes off of me this cycle.
  2. I feel like the lynch might be set on me already, so I want to say this: you didn’t send me a PM. Like, honestly, right now I don’t have a PM from you. I have all of my day-to-day 17S PMs, I have some from this game, none come from you. I mean, why would you lie about that? I don’t know whether your trying to pull some sort of gambit, but please recheck whether you’ve actually sent me anything because you haven’t. Alv Snip
  3. As Alask walked, he turned back to Nekorb, who seemed more curious than anything. Shadows. The curious ones were always the worst. "It's a Shade," he simply said, continuing to walk. "That's inside of me." He stayed silent for the rest of the trip back to the Forge, where he greeted Ishek and the newcomer.
  4. I half want to vote for myself like Maill did but I think that might make me more suspicous. But for now I think I’ll vote on Alvron . It was brought up that you would be a good target for an elim conversion, I think the Seer might have taken that to heart. You have been a key lynch leader for most of the game, and those lynches have (strategically might I add) ended in the death of a bunch of villagers. Now, knowing the fact that there wouldn’t be many elims in a standard SE game, mislynches happen, which is to be suspected. But the fact that you’ve been leading these... there might be something more. Another thing, is that even after explaination and defense you still were one of the main voters, which sounds like you were pushing for a lynch. Especially considering how fast that lynch turned on me. Teammates? And on the Walin lynch, which you led, and then immediately denounced those who voted on you, while keeping your own vote. I don’t know how much support I’ll get in the lynch, but I want to bring up these points, especially since others have appeared a little suspcious of you even before this post, including Aman.
  5. Max nodded, thinking back on how who he’d been before this. I know how you feel, he said, and then corrected himself. I mean, not about working since I was thirteen, but I mean the other part. The part about it being distant. I feel it too. It’s like, I wasn’t really doing anything until now. I mean, of course I was alive, but I didn’t have a purpose. After this, I don’t know if I want to slip back to that. He looked at her, tried tilting his head to look into her eyes. And I want to stay with you, too, he said sincerely. He chucked. Your rank doesn’t complicate anything anything about that.
  6. Max considered the question as Althea worked on the woman, changing lots of their appearance to fit what they'd seen. It almost felt wrong, to change her appearance and her clothes and how she looked all without her permission, but Max ejected those thoughts. This was for the greater good. I don't even know what my life before was, he relied honestly. Training with Master Sheonar? With Mara? Going to duels, going insane? I never really had a goal or routine in life before, I don't even know if I have something I could go back to. He smiled. I guess that means no, then. What about you?
  7. Don’t worry, we want you. Unpredictability is cool, it’s how no body knows when I plan to kill them until I do As you can see, we’re very hospitable. Just make a character, read some of the pinned threads on the sub-forum to get a hang of what to do, and then introduce yourself in one of the threads. After that, it’s just smooth sailing.
  8. As the Shade attacked, it’s anger began to fade, until it transformed back to Alask. No one had broken the rules in a while, and so it was back to its mood of sustained boredom. Scratching his head, he looked to Nekorb. “Sorry for trying to reduce you to a skeleton,” he said. “Please don’t tell Laonin.” Though in all honesty, they’d probably already seen him. Standing up, Alask began to walk to the Forge, only slightly limping.
  9. Max looked to Toa, and smiled, extending a hand. “Pleasure to meet you, Toa.” He said. The plan. Max looked ahead to the woman they had found. All they had to do was capture her. Make her look like Solace’s girlfriend, then enact the plan. The weakness. “I can probably incapacitate her.” He said, walking forward towards the woman. She turned towards Max in his armour, and he Rioted trust. “You’re in danger,” he said. She cocked her head to the side, but remained where she was. “I’m a Seeker,” she said flatly. “Though I appreciate you Rioting me, I’ve got places to be.” Rust. Tapping her shoulder, Max waited til she looked back to knock her out, a simple flick of the wrist with his armour. Carrying her back to the main group, he laid her down. “Ok,” he said. “Now to make her look more like who we saw in the visions.” He said.
  10. The Barman felt bad. "Storming couples," he mumbled.
  11. The Shade stopped too, confused. This man shedded blood he deserved to die. But the wither didn’t work. Inside, Alask sighed in relief. He wouldn’t be able to handle another friend dying, not to the Shade. The Shade growled and tried again. And again. Why wasn’t it working. Well, if the wither didn’t work, the Shade still had other options. Using the expanded strength and speed that came from a human-Shade synthesis, the Shade pounced forward, trying to claw at Nekorb, wrestle him or snap his neck.
  12. The Shade caught up in an instant, running beside Nekorb. It was angry. Very angry. This human, this bloodshedder, it deserved to die. Growling, it reached out a hand for Nekorb. If it touched, it would wither any creature to a skeleton almost instantly.
  13. The Shade looked around, it’s attention distracted by Nekorb. Growling, it charged at the man, dodging the meteorites of oil and flame Drako had thrown.
  14. The Shade screeched and killed more folks until there was a little pile of bones on the ground.
  15. Alask was not Alask. ~~~ Healing from the wounds and the kick, the Shade got up, and screamed. It was loud enough to put a chill in every malalligned bone the Dakhor had, and as it surveyed the field, it only got more enraged. As a regular Dakhor charged the Shade turned and in a instant was beside the man. Immediatly, the man’s flesh rotted, and all that was left was the abomination of a skeleton in his place. It tumbled to the ground. Turning around with crimson red eyes, flaming like bonfires, the Shade searched for its next target. The leader. It had hurt it. It charged for Drako, inhumanly fast.
  16. The Barman watched quietly as the two waiters had a fight. “Couples,” he muttered, shaking his head. “Even the waiters are hooking up.”
  17. Alask flipped over and smashed into the ground. His sides burnt, and his head shook back and forth. “Oaaah,” he groaned, rocking on the floor. He was in so much pain, it hurt even to concentrate. He looked at his hand, which was bleeding. He looked to the side, and saw another person kindling flame through a flame thrower. He saw another person kindling flame by blowing up a motorbike. He saw another person shed blood by shooting an arrow in their eye. Alask groaned in agony. And that groan turned into a growl. Shade, he thought inside. Shade, you there? Two pulses, from his spikes. Ever since Alleyzon, he’d been experimenting if he could communicate with the Shade. One pulse meant no, two meant yes. And you’re angry now, right? Two pulses. And you’re going to take control? Two pulses. ...Alright then. Slowly, Alask’s skin began to waver to translucent black, and tendrils begun to circle, his body beginning to skip from his control. Again. The transformation was beginning, but due to the extent of Alask’s injuries, it was taking slightly longer than normal.
  18. The barman narrowed his eyes and gave more donuts to Rick. “Oh yeah, of course,” he mumbled. He mumbled a lot. “Everyone here’s a couple. You’re just a couple with your donuts. Mumble mumble.” He mumbled.
  19. Alask nodded, trying to run from the gang leader. But if he wanted to be useful... Steeling himself, Alask stopped, and then charged at the gang leader, trying his hardest to appear threatening and punch them.
  20. The barman was grumpy. “Just another couple,” he mumbled to himself. “Storming couples, everyone’s a couple, they ruin the carpet...” Preparing a drink, he made sure it was one of his strongest, and then handed to the waiter to hand to the couple, as a complimentary drink/
  21. Alask looked in shock. Who was the good guy again. Shuffling behind the shipping container, he tried having some sort of cover. He promptly began hyperventilating. “Oh, Shadows,” He said. On one side, was the crazy gangsters with this weird mesh of bones as a hand, and on the other was Ishek and Laonin, though Laonin appeared different. The answer hit him. Of course! Laonin was a Forger, it made sense he’d make an Essence stamp every now and then. This form, then, this electric being, must have been the result of an Essense mark for defense. Which means that it was not real, and the real Laonin would return. That relieved Alask. Looking back, Alask looked to Ishek and the electric Laonin. “How do I help?” He said, still a bit scared to go too close to the flying being who shot lightning at people. Edit: Suddenly, the leader appeared to charge for Alask. “Stop!” he yelled, unsure what to do. So he just held his hands in front of him in a terrible defensive position and made a few attempted punches towards the leader’s direction.
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