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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 10:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 12:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 1:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 6:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 10:31 pm
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A dark figure in a robe seemed to be passing along the graveyard. He was moving his arms in a rhythmic movement, up, left, down, right, up left down right.... He was whistling a familiar tune, that of the famous composer in the kingdom that mysteriously vanished one day. Fire, water, earth, wind, and lightning all seemed to be buzzing around his hands in the rhythmic movements, while his deep blue eyes stared outward along the huge graveyards. The whistle coming from him was that of the old composed song, "Dead Body+Elements=CHEMICAL EQUATIONS!" As he moved along the graveyard, his elements seemed to seep into the earth, with all of the graves behind him rumbling. The further he walked, the more they rumbled until skeleton upon skeleton popped up. Myst and the girl were to far away at the moment to notice, but in exactly 5 steps, they would. 4... 3... 2... The entire graveyard rumbled. His whistling sped up. One. His hands flew outward, fists closing, nodding his head forward. Skeletons adorned in robes, armor, and leather seemed to fly out, the Earth replacing itself. The final note was a prolonged Altissimo C. The horde of skeletons charged upon Myst and the new girl. It would attract all in the crypt. He dissappeared at the end of the tune.
[[Notes: Altissimo C is three octaves, or eighteen notes, above the Middle C, or one octave, eight notes, above the high C. It is the highest note ever played, and yes, whistling that note took the use of his whistling and wind to create.]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 11:04 pm
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((... Rin, you stole my job =( ))
The pale male was awakened by the rumbling of the earth, the vast amount of energy being channeled in the graveyard, his graveyard.. Immediately moving outside, Dieter noticed the large amount of skeletons rushing towards Myst, and a female he did not recognize. Realizing, though in a rather groggy state, that the skeletons were likely here to kill him, he began to channel energies that he had imbued into the surrounding dilapidated architecture. A feeling of ecstasy took hold, the touch of the magick; thousands of screaming voices begging for release, haunting melodies unheard in this world, then ghastly images began to appear before the mage as the chorusof the damned grew louder. A hangman's eye being picked out by a crow, a grave-robber falling into a casket, neck broken, unable to move, unable to get out, dying of thirst. A man being crushed, intestines being forced out of the rectum. A village, overtaken by an all-devouring madness, being overrun by the insane; a mother, crying, shielding her children even as the demented bit into her soft flesh. Dieter could feel the power, even as his nose began to bleed from the dread influence of the blackest of winds; the skeletons slowed, then stopped altogether, swaying slightly in the chill breeze, bones creaking, a rasping noise coming from nowhere, everywhere, seeming to grow as time went on. Suddenly, the front ranks of the undead turned around, and began attacking the things behind them. The ones who were being assaulted did not move, allowing their brethren to disassemble them, before finally fighting back, a delayed reaction caused by the necromancer's will.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 12:03 am
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A slash of pure darkness split the sky above the graveyard, spilling out material even darker than the area around it. A bright flash of light flew out of the split and hurtled toward the ground. The light faded, and the form of Alex was recognizable before he slammed into the ground. Sitting up, he shook the grave dirt out of his hair before picking up his hammer. The hammer pulsed with a faint light as it reacted to the denizens of light down here. A rotten corpse sprung from the ground before being split in half by a fierce vertical blast of air. "I......freaking.......hate.......that........ Itazuki.......a*****e" Alex screamed, punctuating each word with a blow from his hammer. Most of the strikes crushed the bones of the undead into dust, scattering the rest. He noticed a female and a man with her, as well as two powerful people out of his direct sight. Pulling out his pistol, five bullets of pure light buzzed towards the skulls of the closest skeletons, blowing those dry bones to bits. Curiously, several skeletons turned on their own kind, fighting amongst themselves. Riding a breeze of wind, he landed softly beside the woman, firing another ten shots into the crowd of dead bodies.
Alex turned around to stare at the decomposing bodies before addressing the two others. "Where exactly am I? This seems a lot like the under earth of darkness, but I really have no idea." he asked calmly of the man. "If this is that place, it is nowhere to be for those who wield the healing power of light so obviously, though you are pretty brave to be wandering around these parts." Alex commented to the woman before reading his hammer again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 9:37 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 4:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 9:06 pm
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Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward, whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both
"Woah" was the only thing to escape Alex's mouth as an arrow dashed past him into the fray of skeletons. When the vines appeared and snatched up many of the dead bodies, Alex decided to put an end to their miserable existance. When the hammer was raised into the air, five circles of light appeared from it, and surrounded the hammer. Decision made, Alex plunged the head through the circle with the symbol of fire. "Burn those bones, send their souls into eternal rest! Second seal release! Writhing flame snake!" The summoning complete, he slammed the hammer on the ground which created a massive version of the circle of light. Flames erupted from the ground, swallowing the whole area. The flames formed a gigantic snake, burning the skeletons and the vines to ash, leaving only the skeletal knights of Tobais. The snake hissed once before dissapating into nothingness. Finally noticing the man in question, he heared the question being asked of him.
"My business here? I have no business here. I was thrown into a portal between dimensions in which I was stuck for almost two days. TWO DAYS. Luckily I managed to find an exit, but when I did, I got attacked by skeletons. That is my business here." Alex ranted to the man. Firing a few shots at the knights, he gave up due to the bullets of light simply bouncing off. Why should I leave this place when things are just getting interesting thought Alex as he opted just to smash the knights with his hammer. Swinging his hammer, he hoped to crush the knights as easily as the other skeletons.
For a wounded man shall say to his assailant, "If I live I will kill you, if I die you are forgiven" such is the rule of honor
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 9:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 10:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 10:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:27 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:43 am
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The necromancer still heard a commotion coming from the graveyard, and was displeased. He assumed that the assailant had come again, to try yet another time. Again he began to pull the magick into himself, the whisper-laden wind of immortality, there would be a reckoning.. When the combat between Tobias and the two newcomers, the skeletons he had previously summoned seemed intent on killing the people who had wandered here, and the wizard would have no part of it; with a word they fell down, reduced to piles of bone, ready to rise again should the master will it. He then said, voice artificially amplified by interesting spells woven into the place, activated by a gesture, "Why are you fighting? Remember, hospitality is a virtue." Mr. Heydrich smiled at the scene, the unknown male eating bread from the female's pouch, seemingly unaware of their precarious position. "What brings you here?"
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