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Post by Demon on Mar 29, 2006 16:45:08 GMT -5
(Just me)
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Post by mole on Mar 29, 2006 16:51:57 GMT -5
(okay, I'll jump in as soon as I find a good place, or you could like send a messenger and I will arrive eventually)
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Post by YungGun on Mar 29, 2006 19:11:50 GMT -5
(the reason i put think Yung Gun, think, is because i was trying to show how i was thinking hard and i was having trouble to make a decision. thx for your comments, ill try to improve in my rp'ing skills)
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Post by mole on Mar 30, 2006 13:51:09 GMT -5
(don't take it seriously, I knew what you meant, I was picking on you)
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Post by YungGun on Mar 30, 2006 21:33:47 GMT -5
(i should have known..............)
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Post by Demon on Mar 30, 2006 21:34:18 GMT -5
(Yea, plus without pursuit destroying the next town is too easy.............)
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Post by mole on Mar 31, 2006 11:31:22 GMT -5
(yes, indeed)
(okay, don't mean to break up anyone's fun, but might we all consider resuming the RP?)
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Post by Demon on Mar 31, 2006 21:56:45 GMT -5
(Okay as soon as you join)
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Post by Raistlin on Apr 1, 2006 1:57:50 GMT -5
~Appearing in midair Raistlin desends upon Demon. Muttering every spell that comes to his mind he fires lightning bolts, fireballs, and crystal shards at his as he falls towards him. He knows it won't kill him, but it is enough to get him to loose his grip on the pouch. Dropping it Raistlin allows himself to continue to fall untill he catches the pouch. With his last ounce of strength he consintrates on the ring still on his finger teleporting out to the nearest town.~
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Post by Demon on Apr 1, 2006 2:48:15 GMT -5
=Demon calmly dodged most of the attacks not noticing or caring for the pouch, as Raistlin disappeared he simply smiled than continued on=
*Foolish mage, he should know that one such as I would not keep the true prize where one could take it, I hope he enjoys his present*
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Post by mole on Apr 1, 2006 14:21:46 GMT -5
~Mole saw something he could not believe on the ground as he was flying overhead~
*I thought he was dead!* thought Mole
~Mole hirtled to the ground wiht the speed of a missile, landing in a giant cloud of dust next to the man~
~He turned his eyes upon him~
"Why ar you not dead?" Asked Mole
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Post by Raistlin on Apr 5, 2006 23:48:13 GMT -5
(Who are you directing the question to Mole? If it's me are you referencing to the begining of this rp or the Deomn's Domain one that NM tried to kill me in?)
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Post by mole on Apr 6, 2006 21:19:43 GMT -5
(I am refering to Demon, it is a joke, I am going to be like "hahah, kidding" or something)
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Post by Raistlin on Apr 6, 2006 23:56:48 GMT -5
~ Raistlin can feel that the pouch is without his item. Muttering words of magic the pouch glows with a blood red tinge.
*A trap. So naive of him to think I'd be susceptible to such childish antics.*
"evomer eht part!"
~ He opens the pouch to find it empty. ~
"What a fool. To think that I wouldn't have it stored in an enchanted pouch. I know this is the right pouch so I have many various ways to retrieve it now."
~ Turning the pouch upside down he places his hand under the opening. Moving his hand in a counter-clockwise fashion he begins to chant. ~
"nruter ot em, nogard bro!"
~ A small, multicolored marble sized ball drops into his hand. Raistlin begins examining it. He notices right away a spell placed on it, but Raistlin just laughs. ~
*The fool knows not what he's doing. This was made not of his world, or any that he's ever known. Only I have traversed the plains of existence between these realms. He knows not what he's dealing with. This can not be tampered with, not even by my own hands.*
~ He's lost in thoughts of the past. Looking at his hands he begins to tremble then clenches them into fists as hard as he can, with what little strength he has left. Coming to his senses he holds it up and closes his eyes. He is once again lost in the power he has awakened. The item speaks. ~
"It has been ages since you've called upon me. That is an error. In my slumber I have grown stronger. The one whom last held me was overflowing with dark power that I easily tapped into. His pitiful magic was easily absorbed into me. Now I will command YOU."
"No, I will always be..."
~ Before he could finish the marble enlarges to it's normal size, twice that of a medicine ball. The colors inside swirl around until it's a sea of blackness never before seen to this world. Hands of a shriveled, bony, pale color reach out for him. The darkness absorbs him. ~
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
~ Raistlin and the orb vanish without a trace. Never to be seen again. ~
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Post by NinjaM on Apr 7, 2006 18:05:57 GMT -5
~Watching from his home among the shadows, Ninja M witnesses what happened with Raistlin.~
"You fool. Your lust for power is going to destroy you in the end. I just hope it does this time." speaks a voice from the shadows.
*Maybe I can be of service to Demon. He seems powerful enough to tend to the few that come after him. I would like to be there to reap the spoils if I can. I'll see what happens from here on.*
~As those thoughts fill his CPU he begins formulating hundreds of scenarios that he can be involved in.*
"I'll meet Demon in the next town. Everyone can use some hired help."
~Melting back into the shadows he moves at the speed of darkness for the next town. There he waits for Demon's arrival.~
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