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  1. Archer should pin this.
  2. It was bored. So It followed Klasten, using investiture to run, catching up in seconds. "Got any extra popcorn?"
  3. Ambrosi attempted to leap back, tapping the last of her speed, but still got a pretty bad gash in her chest. She pulled out something she had in reserve. An alimnum knife, used by Hellbent against Devaan. She stabbed it toward Mara's chest. ***** SUBMIT! NO! SUBMIT OR DIE! "NEVER AGAIN!" In a pure state of rage, he gripped Max's mind, straining the connection with his anger. Then he broke free. He shattered it all. Then he picked up a hammer, a hammer from Ambrosia. And rushed it down toward his face.
  4. I would like to make a guild account for the Stickquisition.
  5. That is great! One thing: put It in bold.
  6. Ark came in the night. An Ent with a blade, he was surrounded by fellow treebrothers. They were here to attack the Liebrary for their crimes. They had turned trees into... They needed to die for that. They would be punished in full. The Stickquisition was attacking. This meant war. A torch was thrown, and they charged.
  7. *Tempted to spoil the whole thing*
  8. It noted the change of posture. And It grinned at that. A sword. How pathetic. "They refer to me as It. A simple title, for a not so simple creature. I have fought the greatest warrior of the first era, and I nearly one. I killed many in my thirst for blood. I stabbed Harmony. But It will do. It will do just fine...:
  9. It, satisfied with It's eggnog, walked over to Mr. Amber. "Enjoying the party?"
  10. This is great. I am now inspired...
  11. It smiled from the area for council members. It was a ghostblood. It even had a tattoo to prove it. It smiled at the party guests, waving from It's seat. It was here to have fun. And to step in if things got rough. It stepped onto the ballroom, heading over to the root beer bar. It loved root beer.
  12. Atticus saw the gauntlet. It would go in front of him. Then the voice. "Go in front of it!" He stepped forward. Then stopped. Time seemed to slow as he fought. Don't do it! I don't want to die! Do it! Step forward! NO! I WON'T! You will do it, or YOU WILL DIE!!! NO! Atticus hesitated as the guantlet flew toward him. He tried to go forward then stopped. And back flipped out of the way. "I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE!!! YOU NEED TO DIE FOR THAT!" A strange feeling filled him. And he was temporarily stabilized by pure force of his rage. *** Ambrosia saw the two standing in the tunnels. They looked angry, rushing towards her. So she teleported again. Ambrosia landed silently behind Mara. She stood there, looking around. And saw what happened to Atticus. She looked back down, at Mara. And then at Max. Rage filled her. Then it was replaced by a sense of purpose. So she whispered under her breath, words she never thought she would say. "Life before death, strength before weakness, journey before destination." She reached down, grabbing Mara's hand. Her cold hand gripped hers. "I have to end this. For my brother." Then she DIVIDED.
  13. OOH! I NEED TO SET THAT UP!
  14. Ambrosia saw something out of the corner of her eye and tapped steel, going four times regular speed. She saw the fist, and realized she couldn't dodge in time. So she pulled out her gemheart and teleported, not knowing where she would land. She opened her eyes, appearing to be in some form of tunnels, underground and with no sunlight in sight. "What in the storms?" *** Atticus's rage was contained, but it fought at the bond. It tried to splinter it, tried to spread to another human. If he became powerful enough... he could take Max instead. He fought himself as he walked closer to Ambrosia, who was about to be attacked. Then she disappeared. Ha. Lets see him take advantage of me now.
  15. A man made of wood walks up to the board. He plants a tree at it's foot. Then he staples a poster to it.
  16. I'm considering it... nevermind, I'm doing it. Name: Ark Investiture: Shardstick Race: Ent Weaknesses: Tree Strengths: Tree Goal: Protecting sitcks Hobbies: Tree
  17. Spook. Out of all the books, I hate Spook. He is whiny and obnoxious. And Dockson. I never liked him.
  18. The seagulls were also skybrokers of the 5th ideal. They sold stuff well.
  19. This just keeps getting better and better.
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