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Post by kalimofvalmont on Nov 20, 2005 20:31:00 GMT -5
The boy took a deep breath and looked at her. "I remember. I remember everything now." He looked at her and gave that genuine smile. She'd know what he meant when she saw the way he looked at her. The boy looked at her with a grin.
Reaching into the knapsack he had brought with him, he handed her the journal he had found earlier. It was opened to the pages that he had been reading to piece together those bits of memories that he'd been seeing. The look on her face worried him, and told him far more than it should have. Lips turned into a small smile as he spoke again.
"Syn's already fighting him, isn't he? He's taking on Anduin?" The boy looked at her, azure hues meeting hers. "Please tell me where I can find them...I want to help my friends again." The boy looked at her, almost pleading. Kalim was stubborn. Regardless of the danger, he would not take no from her for an answer.
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Post by Nym Zeal on Nov 20, 2005 21:19:06 GMT -5
Something was uncertain in those darki eyes, looking from the journal and to the boy before she sighed. "Yes... he is. He isn't himself, though, and you cannot go alone." She stepped back slightly, "Come in for a moment and we will discuss this more thoroughly. I know you want to help, dear, but your form is so young still. Death and War is unlikely to see anything more than a meddlesome child, no matter how good your heart or true your intentions."
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 21, 2005 10:53:19 GMT -5
Death would feel the energy beam heading right at him, and would simply disappear from sight, reappearing behind where Syn was in the sky: We do not fight yet, demon. But soon, when everything else that you care for is lost, then we will fight! But for now, a taste of the suffering to come: A a great dark sphere of energy would appear before Death's open hands, black motes of electricity would dance along the edge of the sphere: Dark Suffering!!: with that, the sphere would fly at speeds that would outspace the fastest of creature, heading right toward Syn:
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Nov 21, 2005 16:40:00 GMT -5
Well that was smart, using a dark move on a demon. He only laugh as he felt that energy start to build up in Deaths hand. Feeling the electric charge around him he would take the hit, but he only laughed mainiac. He turned slowly, smoke escapeing those lips of his, an eletric surge rising up his arms and body.
"YoU really think you can defeat me? A lacky for Satan and God? Oh..you must be joking. You forgot who your facing against. You forgot who you just tried to to this pathetic attack on Death..Since you don't your memories apprently, let me tell you a little secret..no matter what you do, you sack of bones. You can never defeat me.."
Those hues would shift color slowly, a hand rose up, letting sparks fly out of his hand. He would only laugh slightly, his aura came out once more, letting everything in sight become black and white. Laughing more and more, the aura changed the colors of the area to reverse color of what it should be. Then once more, his aura expanded, changing everything to a darker color than what it should be.
"Your facing, your own death, your own end.."
With that, his hand would thrust out, planting it with pure force that can cave in a humans chest in..on his chest.
"This..will be fun..."
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 21, 2005 21:34:32 GMT -5
You really are stubborn...it isnt the same magic as your used to, fool...:Anduin would slowly shake his head, then would simply disappear again, moving further into the forest, making his way from the battle. A grim look would be on Anduin's face as he headed north of the castle: Damned demon. Ill have to summon the rest of my brothers, then we can take down that fool once and for all!
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Nov 22, 2005 0:04:49 GMT -5
He would laugh.
"Pathetic little man, you think I care what magic it is!? You REALLY think YOU CAN OVER POWER ME!?!?!" He screamed out with a mainiatic laughter escaping those pale blue lips.
"Oh trust me Death..you..will not be able to over power me..why...because your jus a lacky, the only person who can get the ditry job done.."
He laughed, his body fading into the mist. Only to soon appear infront of the castle. Standing there with those hues closed and with those fangs showing in a sadistic smile.
"Ill be waiting..to bring your demise.."
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 22, 2005 14:24:28 GMT -5
Death would retreat deep into the forest, remembering a certain spot where the land was full of decay. He would head there, Anduin's heavy footfalls not making a sound, Death's robes flowing as Anduin ran, Death's scythe in his hands....
A few hours later, Death would arrive in the spot, the stench of decay filling the air. A cruel chuckle would escape Death's lips as he walked to the center of the clearing, then would kneel down and place his right hand on the rotted ground. Feeling the dark magicks surrounding this place, a grin would form on Anduin's face: Yes, this is the right place to do this...: Death would slowly stand, clutching his scythe in both hands, a dark aura flowing around him as he began the summoning:
Third horsemen, I summon thee
Defiler of both land and tree
Your task is not yet complete
More lands to defile, more foes to defeat
Come to me now, and take your toll
Steal life from this land, take its soul!
: with that, the aura around Death's scythe would become intertwined with a sickly green color. Scythe lifted high, Death would slam the tip of the weapon into the ground, and lo! the ground would suddenly writhe, the rotted earth lifting up, then sloughing off the rising mound. Soon, a figure would appear, garbed in black robes, like the other horsemen were, but underneath, it was garbed in green and black chain mail, leggings and leather boots. The figure would slowly walk out of the clearing, heading to the nearest healthy tree. As he laid his hand on the tree, a green mist would slowly be absorbed into the figure, the tree rotting away. A deep breath would be taken by the horsemen as he slowly turned towards death, a soft chuckle escaping the figure's pale lips: The land...will be lifeless....
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Post by ryuyogen on Nov 22, 2005 15:43:00 GMT -5
The mans feet had been guiding him, simply walking through portals he opened randomly, lost in his own ravaged thoughts as without warning he stepped into what seemed to be a fray. Those now lost emotionless hues wondered until he saw someone he recognised, Death. Some of the people here he knew were in the knigdom. His thin lips contorted in a sadistic grin as his head tilted to one side.
"Death!" Those sapphire hues would gleam a moment before shifting to a deep blood red. "Your appearance here is inexcusable." His left hand would cross over his chest to Soulstealers Onyx hilt, his eyes closing as he felt its cold taint through his body but only his left side for his right hand was wrapped around Ezrebrum, his sisters voice entering his head warming his right side.
His face never stopped looking at Death but those sapphire hues looked to the third horseman, that dememnted grin becoming more defined upon his face. But as soon as they took him in he looked back to Death.
"We have fought once before, it was close but I won, now I am much stronger you insolant fool. I know the other gods will not be happy with your decision to appear here, the same as I." Both swords slid from the dark interior of their encasements and Ryu tossed his head back to get some stray strands of black hair from his eyes, but as his hair flew back through the air, it turned a dark blue.
"Third horseman, Death. You will be punished by my steadfast hands."
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 22, 2005 16:20:35 GMT -5
Death would turn, Anduin's obsidian hues focusing on the man who suddenly appears from nowhere. A spark of recognition passes through Death's mind as he remembers this man. A cruel grin would form on Anduin's face as he held his scythe in his hand, a black aura emanating from the weapon: Ah, I remember you. You may be stronger now, Ryu, but so am I. with this body, and the numerous souls that I have taken, I am more than a match for you. You could ask Gelina, if she is still alive that is...: a cruel chuckle would escape his lips as he looked to Famine: Brother, go find War, and continue what I have started. Ill deal with this one...:
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Post by famine on Nov 22, 2005 16:24:20 GMT -5
Famine would nod slowly and leave, the trees rotting all around him with each step he took. He soon would disappear, leaving a trail of lifeless trees and rotting ground in his wake....
Famine would find War, smile hidden under the robes which he wore. As Famine's power grew, the land would slowly rot, spreading outward, a ripple effect which would soon envelop a fourth of the forest:
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