adterminal
Sapling
Im sorry, it does that, here's a towel.
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Post by adterminal on Oct 31, 2007 14:48:47 GMT -5
"Help meee!" He mouthed at the new person entering the cave. He looked down at the ground, and bit into another sandwich. "Yeah, maybe I shoulda wrapped 'em." He said to Cynthia. He chuckled, and bit into his sandwich again. "So, what's your name?" he said to Morgan. "And WHAT is that mini sun thingie on your shoulder?" he question Cynthia. He looked at Lasandi, opened his mouth, as to say something, and looked away again, shaking his head. He finished his sandwich, burped and delved deeper into his pack. "Ahaa!" He shouted, and withdrew a book. He opened the book, and lost himself in the sea of text that awaited.
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[Q]
Willow
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Post by [Q] on Oct 31, 2007 19:02:43 GMT -5
"Oh, this is Whisp. Shes a Soulspark! See this?" She pulls on a thin chain hidden inside her cloak. At the end is a beautiful silver pendant, inlaid with small emeralds and rubies around the edge, "My daddy taught me how to make it, and as long as i dont make it disappear, Whisp will stay with me. My daddy said that the Soulspark takes a little bit of the person who shapes it, and a little bit of someone important who died, and makes those peices into a new per..person...persemnality! My daddy thinks Whisp has my mommy in her. My daddy taught me how to make other things too, i can show you if you want. Whats that book about? Is it a story? Can you tell it to me?"
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Nov 1, 2007 0:23:14 GMT -5
OOC: Hey all. Just so you know I'm editing my first post because some other characters will be coming in that should be mentioned. Also, though I do appreciate the avid posting, it's generally considered polite to not post too frequently before other people in the thread post unless you have a reason to, because it's no fun to get left in the dust.
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[Q]
Willow
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Post by [Q] on Nov 1, 2007 0:51:03 GMT -5
OOC: Ah, i should shut up then. I always did get yelled at for being too talkative, i almost got us all killed once blabbing away at this wizard dude.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Nov 1, 2007 1:11:52 GMT -5
OOC: ah, that's okay hon! <3
IC:
"Oh...." Morgan stiffened when the man's arm reached around her. Even if he seemed like a nice man she would have been uncomfortable, and something about him struck her as very wrong. Still, she had to will herself to move away from him, not very bold in the first place. She stepped aside a few strides, murmuring, "I'm... q-quite fine, thank you...."
Her clothing and hair still dripped, and she would have given anything for a fire just then. Nervously she looked around before realizing that the other man in the cave has addressed her. "Oh, but m-my name? M-morgan. Christianson. A-and you?" She introduced herself in a small, timid voice, avoiding looking at Lansandi.
Please, Lord. Please let them find me..... keep them safe.....
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Post by Zoodle on Nov 1, 2007 10:38:50 GMT -5
OOC: Oh yeah... I didn't really think about that... I'll wait for the other peeps then.
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Yoko
Birch
BAD KRYCEK! NO DOUGHNUT!!
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Post by Yoko on Nov 2, 2007 0:19:49 GMT -5
From outside there was a violent peal of rumbling thunder that shook the whole cave, the sound echoing inside so viciously it made it seem like the earth itself was growling beneath them. Silhouetted in the mouth of the cave was a figure--tall, and somehow foreboding. Water ran from his soaking hair and off his leather coat, a pair of fierce, blue-grey eyes flashed in the shadowed face, and a voice, thick with rage hissed, "Get your hands off my wife."
OOC: GOD, THE SHORTNESS. Oh, well. by the way, Evie, Cassiel dearest is behind him, clinging to his legs. ^^
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Nov 2, 2007 0:42:03 GMT -5
OOC: humm.... maybe I should reply to that ^^
IC:
"Oh, Taylor!" Morgan exclaimed, dashing over to him and throwing her arms around his middle. "Oh, I was so worried! Cassiel!" Her attention was directed to a small girl who had begun to cling to her skirt, shivering from the cold. Morgan knelt down And pulled the girl close to her chest.
"Mum..." Cassiel said quietly, holding tight to her mother's shirt.
"Hush now.... you're all right..." Morgan rocked her daughter from side to side before picking her up and facing Taylor. "Thank the Lord you're both safe!" She gave her husband a small kiss before asking, "Where... where are Remiel and your sister?"
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Post by Bananachan on Nov 2, 2007 1:27:33 GMT -5
"Brother..."
An impatient voice hailed the witch's entrance into the cave. Rather than stumbling in as her sister in law had, Rose strode straight in to the space, a fairly ridiculous picture with her auburn hair falling over her face drenched. Clinging to her hand was a young boy, who bolted for Morgan as soon as he saw her. "Mum!" Remiel shouted, burying himself in her skirt.
Once Rose had taken a moment to survey her family's condition as well as their surroundings, she promptly came to stand beside Taylor, putting a hand on her hip. "Please. The thunder was unnecessary. Now what's this about that man getting his hands off of Morgan?" She asked, her tone changing as she turned to look at Lansandi - a look almost as quelling as the lightning in itself.
OOC: Wewtishness for Rose! And I'm not sure if you know what this means, Dee, but Lansandi should know she has the spoon. xD I think she carries it as religiously as she does her pentagram...
Also, if my posts become ridiculously detailed over the next month, I'm attempting Wrimo again and so I automatically shoot for as many words as humanly possible.
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Post by Zoodle on Nov 2, 2007 11:06:57 GMT -5
OOC: I feel I should mention that, because a lot of people in this story are going to want to, Lansandi can survive almost everything, so feel free to stab him, punch him, break his arm, etc. etc.
Just know that he's abnormally fast and strong. Oh, and leave his brain alone. He needs that.
IC:
Lansandi smiled at the new man who had just spoken to him so angrily. "Your wife? This child is too young to be married. At least to a pitiful human like yourself. Such beauty should be kept away from jealous messes... such as yourself." He grabbed the newcomer by his collar and pushed him out of the cave, out into the rain. "It's where you belong, friend." He said, his smile still spread across his face.
Lansandi turned around, and walked to the back of the cave. He sighed, not a depressed or unhappy sigh, but one of utter bliss. As he sighed, he stretched his arms, and leaned against a rocky wall.
OOC: I think he's gonna get in trouble for that. xP And I might too, because I'm not sure if we're allowed to have violence in The Hangout area...
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[Q]
Willow
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Post by [Q] on Nov 2, 2007 13:35:42 GMT -5
OOC: Well, you broke the "Violence Barrier", So now i get to have some fun ^_^. 'Cyn' has a few tricks up her own sleeve. She was a D&D Character to begin with, so its to be expected....
IC: Hopping up from the ground, Cynthia moves over to Lansandi.
"You are being mean! I want you to leave. Its bad people like you that took my daddy." Whisp, bobbing angrily in agreement, glows bright red.
With an angry look in her own eyes, her body shudders slightly as, starting from the lower hilt, a large, beautifuly inlaid sword, with an irridescent, light blue blade quickly builds itself bit by bit in her hand. The sword is huge, but she holds it easily with one hand, leveling it Lansandi.
"You go help that poor man back in here. He seems nice, and you dont."
OOC: Note, if you strike Cynthia with any hostile intent, you get blasted in the face with a blast of fire. You may learn why, you may not ^_-
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Post by Zoodle on Nov 2, 2007 14:02:27 GMT -5
OOC: Wow, Cynthia must be pretty dang brave.
IC:
"I've taken so many daddies, who knows, maybe I took yours. And lower that blade, little girl, you'll only hurt yourself." Lansandi said, never moving from his casual pose. He lifted up his right arm, and watched it slowly melt down to his elbow. Once the acid had taken it's course, he forced his bone to regrow in the shape of a long blade. Once the bone had finished, he let his skin close the gap between his elbow and his bladed forearm.
"This bone is as dense as metal, and stronger than a diamond. It's sharper than a perfectly crafted sword, and twice as deadly. Now please... don't make me use it." Said Lansandi, moving away from the wall. "And by the way," he started, reaching the other side of the cave. "that's the last time you'll hear me say 'please'."
OOC: He's really creepy and gross, but he's kinda cool...
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Nov 2, 2007 18:45:10 GMT -5
OOC: OMG I'm LOVING Lansandi.....
And yeah, anything goes in a hurricane cave. The great thing about them is that they have a lot of potential for anything from humor to violence to heartfelt realizations. ^^ The beauty of keeping groups of people confined to a small space!
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Post by Zoodle on Nov 2, 2007 22:30:38 GMT -5
OOC: Heh, he's the hateful guy you're too scared of to hate.
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[Q]
Willow
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Post by [Q] on Nov 2, 2007 23:59:31 GMT -5
OOC: YAY! Fun time! Running her agian makes me want to play another Incarnate..... And im not scared of him. IM BIGGER THEN YOU!
IC: Reaching for the clasp of her cloak, Cynthia allows it to drop to the floor, reveling a body covered head to toe in bright blue flames. "You do not say bad things about daddy!!!!!!!" She yells, eyes blazing. However, her blazing eyes quickly dull to glowing white, pupil-less orbs. Slowly her skin begins to darken. Faster and faster changes come over her young body. Her facial features smooth out, leaving her face empty, save 2 glowing orbs in place of eyes, and a small slit of a mouth. Her long, light brown hair flashes, and is left a stunning platinum.Black and Silver armor materialzes around her body, covering her from neck to foot. What little skin is still showing appears as a smooth mignight black, much like onyx. At the same time, she rises, up, up, up, towering at nearly six and a half feet. Suddely, Huge wings sprout from her back, feathered in splotchs of Black and White. The blue flames surrounding her body, the sword she holds, and the pendant around her neck are the only remaining indications of who she was moments before.
"My daddy teaches me more then you know."
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