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Post by Zeth Gurido on Sept 8, 2007 21:32:06 GMT -5
((meh, worth a try....))
Zeth feels the force fully take hold on his legs.
Dang....
"Sorcerapyra!!!!"
The corridor erupts in flames and blows all of the knights into the walls and the pull starts to lessen on Zeth.
"Heh...."
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Sept 12, 2007 20:08:22 GMT -5
As the knights collide, the flame seeps into their armor and their flame grows larger, the force greatening upon Zeth.
((>->))
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Sept 12, 2007 20:53:54 GMT -5
Zeth's hair and eyes start to change and Zeth looks angerly at the real knight.
[glow=navy,2,300]"Sorceragale!!!!!!!"[/glow]
Zeth blasts so much wind at the knight that it crashes through the wall and the wind continues to pound at the knight.
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Sept 12, 2007 21:42:04 GMT -5
((I'm really kinda tired fighting w/ the same guy again lol... So... I'm gonna... like... Make the battle like...go like...boom...hehehe...heehehaehaeha...hheaehahehaehaehhaeeaaeaehahehaehaehaeha...
haaha! HAaaahahahaa!! HAAAH!! HAHAHAEHAEAHEHAEHAEHAEHAEHAEHAEHAHE!!!))
Unheard before, the knight now laughs.
It was cold and hoarse, like his voice had been ravaged as well. Raising their blades, Each of the dopplegangers rose and slowly pointed their blades towards Zeth. A sudden shape formed across them all. Along the ground sparked a furious line of flames and thunder, forming undecipherable runes that not even the Elemancer had anticipated.
Blurring into mere nothingness, The runes brushed off the ground and attatched to Zeth, black wind beginning to form around him in a pattern. Zeth's arms, legs, torso, hands, feet, and forehead were now slathered in the light of the symbols now attatched to him. They began to burn fiercely into his skin, amazingly hot and powerful!! Gripping his forehead and letting out a sigh of frustration, Zeth's eyes grew faint and flared with fury.
Trying to ignore the daring pain that seared throughout him, Zeth quirkily lifted his head to stare at the blurs that continued to fly past him. Gripping his hands tightly, he let out a smooth quirky spell from his lips.
And...
Nothing happened. What?
He tried again.
Hence, he yielded nothing...
How?! Ah!! Zeth was sent back, his gut squarely stabbed through. Keeling from the pain he never knew existed, Zeth's face went parshly blank. This knight... What was it made of? How could this happen to him? THE ELEMANCER? Zeth knew not.
Everything was slowing down as his head was struck from the side, sending him straight into the wall. This ritual was one Zeth knew not existed. Especially as he was struck straight to the ground by the top of a blade, scraping his cheek and staining it with a trickle of warm blood. Degaro. He had to help. Zeth, unable to entirely grip his full potential, knew he could trick this knight.
Degaro... Degaro!
What took you?
Zeth, guessing by that comment Degaro understood, closed his eyes as a small drop of blood dripped from the side of his mouth. Stabbed straight through the arm into the wall, feeling the pain of a flaming blade, Zeth switched places with his Shadow-follower. Degaro,
Spirit of the Black Sky.
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......
A pulsing burst through the room, all things halting within their places. Zeth's eyes opened.
No, not Zeth's.
Degaro's... Red and ready for blood. Stalking eyes that could stare straight through your flesh and peer at your very innards. Eyes of an immensely strong Shadow. Eyes that no man nor best nor spirit could see as in a burst of lightning Degaro was slashing through the air, his katana slashing through solid air. Air that was actually the knights. There was green flame to approve of this. Degaro, a whirlwind of bladed fury, bright down each knight one by one, their movements slower than trickling sap on the bark of a tree. One final stroke--
Done. Degaro, laughing internally at the Zeth who had nearly died from his lack of sureness, raised his katana over the scabbard and dropped it savoringly, the final shinck of metal ringing effortlessly.
Welcome back!
Opening his eyes, Zeth found himself sprawled on the ground, purple scars in place of the damage he had recieved.
...Thanks...
Thought so.
Shutup
Yes, you are very pathetic.
...Nevermind...
Haha!
Zeth snapped his fingers and found only a small spark of mana left within him. He would have to regain energy. And so, he sat against the wall, secretely cursed at the knight, and gradually was overtaken by sleep.
((I had to end it lol, it was getting repetitive. And besides, Zeth's going to need to recharge a bunch.
LAN VILLZ JOO HURRY UP AND GET HERE?! PL0XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX))
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Post by The Elemancer on Sept 13, 2007 6:58:13 GMT -5
((Didn't see that coming.....>_>....<_<.....>_<))
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Sept 13, 2007 22:24:25 GMT -5
((WOOD JOO LIKEZY A COOKYNUT?![Lol, I didn't either]))
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Oct 13, 2007 17:24:50 GMT -5
Within Zeth's mind, memories of his younger years came into his dreams.... * * * * * It was 15 years ago. A young boy with crimson red hair and an older girl with dark blue hair were gathering water by the White Rose River. There was a nearby house on the outskirts of a town called Bravil. Those days, things were peaceful, until.....A dark shadow spread across the sky as the boy and girl were walking back to the house. As both of them reached the door, one of the walls of the house blew apart and the home started to come aflame. The younger ones raced inside to find thier parents, but then, from one of the rooms a young woman was blasted into the hallway. She resmbled the young girl except that briliant silver, dragon wings were coming from her back. Both of the youth gasped at the scene of their mother covered in her light-blue blood on the wall, dead.... They then looked into the room where their mother flew out of and saw a man with the same crimson hair as the boy with a circluation of wind around his arms charging at a dark robed figure with a demonic scythe. With a swift blow, the figure sliced the man in the chest and threw him into a wall in the room. The boy backed up into a wall while his sister started to have a murderous look in her eyes. Suddenly, white flames started coming from her hands and silver dragon wings sprouted from her back. She charged at the figure at full force and her fist made full contact with the head of the figure. But, nothing happened... The figure stood as he already did, but the girl's hand was covered in her own blood. As her mouth opened in shock, she was run through with what appeared to be the figure's hand. With her eyes dulling and dieing, the figure through the body onto the boy. The boy covered in his dead sister's blood, the same type of blood of his mother, looked into his sister's pale face, and as a tear flowed down his cheek, his eyes darkened with hatred and bloodlust as they turned pure silver. The elements around him started raging and, for the first time, the figure flinched. The boy saw this and charged at the figure with full force and punched the same way his sister did, but it hardly moved the figure. He gave a gasp of surprise and the figure grabbed him by the throat and threw him on the ground and pinned him with it's foot. The figure put his hand in his cloak and drew out a dark orb. The boy's eyes widened as the figure drew back the orb, and slammed it into the boy's right forearm. He let out a bloodcurtling scream, but not only him, another voice, from inside the orb, also let out a yell of pain. The orb started sinking into the boy's arm, until it was completly imbedded in his arm. When the figure drew back it's hand, a smoking mark was left on the boy's arm. Right then, as the figure started to turn and walk away, the boy turned his head and looked at his father, Goranz....his mother, Tira....and his sister, Xen......for what he thought was the last time, as he closed his eyes........ That, was how Zeth recieved the Mark of the Blighted, how he and Degaro were bonded by the Necromancer, and how Zeth's family was massacred...... * * * * * Zeth opened his eyes. I'm still in the castle.....Zeth started to sit up. Finally you're awake....Zeth turned, rubbing his head, to see the illusion of Degaro, sitting on a pile of rubble. "Shut it will you....I had a bad dream...." Aw, did the baby have a nightmare....?Degaro cakled at his own joke as Zeth stood up and dusted off his cloak. Hey, whats with the silent treatment?"C'mon....lets go..." Degaro frowned as Zeth turned and walked down the corridor and through the double doors. Jeez...It was just a joke....The illusion of Degaro followed Zeth through the doors and into a large chamber. ((Whew...lot of typing......  )) |
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Oct 15, 2007 7:28:15 GMT -5
(( sweetnes ftw)) |
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Oct 15, 2007 18:49:49 GMT -5
((Wow. Thats like...nearly matching descriptions of Link and Kari. >_>))
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Oct 15, 2007 19:12:10 GMT -5
((True, but Zeth's sister was slaughtered(which is belived, but she could still be living....or not....), so there's nothing like that.....also....Zeth's mother, the dragoon, was Extraxi, but was banished a couple months before the 'massacre' of the dragoons...))
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Oct 15, 2007 19:36:56 GMT -5
((buhbuhbuh...extraxi....buh...buhwuhhuh....huhwuhbuh....buhhuhwuh....
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.....................................huh...-goes into a mind coma and dies, of course a coconut helmet on his head-))
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Oct 17, 2007 21:22:34 GMT -5
Zeth looks around what appears to be a storage room.
"Hmm...."
Zeth looks closely at the swords, shields, daggers, and many other weapons and guards around the room.
"I think these will work...."
For what....?
Zeth looks sternly at Degaro.
"Since Arenkar broke, I guess I'll make a weapon of my own....using these...."
Zeth points at the weapons.
How are you going to use those?
"I'm going to use the metals in these to forge a weapon, one that will be as great as Arenkar..."
Don't get ahead of yourself....you could never beat the worksmanship that the first Elemancer could do.....
"True...but my weapon will be customized exactly for me.....so I won't feel that akward feeling that I did with Arenkar."
Fine....
As Degaro disappears, Zeth grabs a couple swords and a couple strange bottles and sets them on a table.
Now....
Zeth starts a flame with his hand and grabs a steel bowl with the other as he starts melting part of a sword and letting the molten metal flow into the bowl.
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Oct 18, 2007 18:38:57 GMT -5
After 2 hours of intense working....A dagger blade is starting to formed with Zeth's mana. As he shapes and hardens it, Degaro appears behind Zeth.
So...how's your 'masterpiece' going......
"Well actually....the blade is very beautiful in this form...and its taking a very good shape...."
Hmm.....it is pretty good...for an amature....
"Shut it Degaro...I'm tring to focus....."
As Zeth finishes that sentence, the blade finally hardens and Zeth sets it into a bowl of water and continues his work.
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Oct 21, 2007 10:57:58 GMT -5
Somewhere at the front of the castle, the main door opens, and a robed figure wearing a cloak of blue with gold trim (Link, of course) walks into the entrance room.
I sense a presence here. It's not Kari, though. I hate this realm. Too many split areas..
Link moves down the halls, searching for the presence he sensed. He continues to wear his cloak and hood, however, he doesn't like to walk around all the time displaying his armor. Plus the entire cape and hood were resistant to all forms of magii.
Link considers calling out to see who was in the building, but then decides against it.
Someone will probably shoot out of nowhere and try to kill me..
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Oct 21, 2007 11:02:41 GMT -5
(( rofl the infinite realm is surprising. Hehehehaehaehae3haehaheAHEAHEAHEHAEHAHEHAEA!!!!)) "Hrrreaa!!" Link whips around and outstretches his hand, a blink later his rapier held straight forwa- ah! Link was shoved to the ground, his neck held by the hand of... ..... |
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