The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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"Well," Storm said slyly to Nurgle, "i plan on watching my opposition kill eachother...and then I will obliterate them with my...special powers...It will be magnificent...I, Sekhmet, Seth, Naxus, even you, Nurgle, will join together for the final attack against our enemies...speaking of Naxus..."
Just as he said that, a guard rushed in. "Lord Valentine, Sekhmet is back. His mission was successful, and a full report will be issued when he is healed. For now, Lord Covull has retired to the medical chambers to watch ove Sekhmet's recovery."
"Excellent," Storm replied, "Send a messanger to find Naxus, I am anxious to his progress... For now, I too will go and speak with Seth and check on Sekhmet."
He gestured toward the cannibal, "Come, Nurgle."
In a few minutes, they were both in the medical chambers. "Ah, Seth, my friend." He glanced at Sekhmet lying unconscious. "How is he doing?"
Just as he said that, a guard rushed in. "Lord Valentine, Sekhmet is back. His mission was successful, and a full report will be issued when he is healed. For now, Lord Covull has retired to the medical chambers to watch ove Sekhmet's recovery."
"Excellent," Storm replied, "Send a messanger to find Naxus, I am anxious to his progress... For now, I too will go and speak with Seth and check on Sekhmet."
He gestured toward the cannibal, "Come, Nurgle."
In a few minutes, they were both in the medical chambers. "Ah, Seth, my friend." He glanced at Sekhmet lying unconscious. "How is he doing?"
lbu8
O'Doyle Rules
- Oct 2, 2007
- 150
- 2
- Wii Online Code
- 0000-0000-0000-0000
Shortly after entering Conud, Oric had grabbed a horse from a small border town. After a few hours of hard riding he reached, Croatiad, the Capital. From a distance it could be seen that a large fire burned in the city. Now Oric knew why. The whole place was caotic, people were panicing running through the streets, snatching up every useful item they could find before making a b-line out of the city. Soliders despritly tried to restore order.
Oric rode up to one of them, out of breath, and asked, "I....need..hel..." Oric fell off his horse, exhusted. The solider picked him up and carried him to the hospital in the center of the city.
Oric rode up to one of them, out of breath, and asked, "I....need..hel..." Oric fell off his horse, exhusted. The solider picked him up and carried him to the hospital in the center of the city.
The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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- 0
Sekhmet opened his eyes, and breath burst from his mouth. He gasped heavily, and soon felt his powers returning to him. He sat up and turned, looking towards Valentine, Seth and some...creature...
"Ugh..." he grumbled, holding his head, "Thats the last time I go cliff diving. Heh heh heh," he chuckled. He felt his powers returning, and soon his full status was back. He hovered off the table and landed standing straight up.
"Ahh...thank you Seth. I still owe you that Chess game. Heh heh heh," he chuckled again. "Lord Valentine," he said very seriously. "My mission was a success, along with Covull's. When I dispatched the Royalty, they were already speaking of war with Drosin from Conud. Now, because of our actions, our powers will grow."
"Excellent, Lord Sekhmet," Storm replied. "A job well done. Now, I have one more thing to ask of you. There is a secret door here, down in the bottom of the dungeons, where you will raise your power. As long as you are in that room, time in this world stops... For instance, if you were to train in that room for 6 months, and came back out, one minute would have passed in this world."
He paused for a moment and smiled. "How long can you take it? I need you to get stronger. So, I order you to remain inside that room, training, until you are at the epitemy of your power. I expect to see some Earthshaking results. And, one thing i will grant you, you may take one, and only one other person in their with you. Choose wisely, for you may have to remain with that person for what seems like a very, very long time..."
Sekhmet pondered for a moment. He looked at Covull. "Seth...would you care to train with me?"
"Ugh..." he grumbled, holding his head, "Thats the last time I go cliff diving. Heh heh heh," he chuckled. He felt his powers returning, and soon his full status was back. He hovered off the table and landed standing straight up.
"Ahh...thank you Seth. I still owe you that Chess game. Heh heh heh," he chuckled again. "Lord Valentine," he said very seriously. "My mission was a success, along with Covull's. When I dispatched the Royalty, they were already speaking of war with Drosin from Conud. Now, because of our actions, our powers will grow."
"Excellent, Lord Sekhmet," Storm replied. "A job well done. Now, I have one more thing to ask of you. There is a secret door here, down in the bottom of the dungeons, where you will raise your power. As long as you are in that room, time in this world stops... For instance, if you were to train in that room for 6 months, and came back out, one minute would have passed in this world."
He paused for a moment and smiled. "How long can you take it? I need you to get stronger. So, I order you to remain inside that room, training, until you are at the epitemy of your power. I expect to see some Earthshaking results. And, one thing i will grant you, you may take one, and only one other person in their with you. Choose wisely, for you may have to remain with that person for what seems like a very, very long time..."
Sekhmet pondered for a moment. He looked at Covull. "Seth...would you care to train with me?"
The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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"Thank you, Seth..." Sekhmet replied happily. He had a smile, a smile of true happiness that has'nt been seen in years. "Lord Valentine, we accept."
Sekhmet hastily made his way to the special room, Seth hot on his heels. He got to the door, and ripped it open. A vast array of blatent darkness...a large altar at one side, and the emtiness of space everywhere...
Suddenly, creatures sprang from the ground; ethereal spirits to be exact. They were different incarnations of beings Seth and Sekhmet had previously defeated. He noticed one of them instantly. "Lloyd Zamikios...its been awhile..." Sekhmet said grinning evily. He noticed another...one with a birthmark on his cheek and discolored eyes.
"...Jacob?"
Sekhmet hastily made his way to the special room, Seth hot on his heels. He got to the door, and ripped it open. A vast array of blatent darkness...a large altar at one side, and the emtiness of space everywhere...
Suddenly, creatures sprang from the ground; ethereal spirits to be exact. They were different incarnations of beings Seth and Sekhmet had previously defeated. He noticed one of them instantly. "Lloyd Zamikios...its been awhile..." Sekhmet said grinning evily. He noticed another...one with a birthmark on his cheek and discolored eyes.
"...Jacob?"
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GigaRidley
Ouroboros
OOC: I'm back, baby!
IC:
Naxus focused on the smokescreen. With his reptilian eyes, he could make out three figures.
"You're all going to die."
Naxus jumped in from above and extended his claws, aiming to impale two of the figures.
IC:
Naxus focused on the smokescreen. With his reptilian eyes, he could make out three figures.
"You're all going to die."
Naxus jumped in from above and extended his claws, aiming to impale two of the figures.
bayne
The one and only
IC
"Sorry denied" Drake jumped up in the middle a dark blade in his hand.
"Impale this" Drake swilved in the air spinning his arms round like helicopter. His arm holding the dark blade came down on top of Naxus.
"Sorry denied" Drake jumped up in the middle a dark blade in his hand.
"Impale this" Drake swilved in the air spinning his arms round like helicopter. His arm holding the dark blade came down on top of Naxus.
GigaRidley
Ouroboros
Naxus rolled out of the way of the blade and countered with a flurry of slashes.
bayne
The one and only
Drake created another large dark blade in his hand and started using it as a shield.
Dham im in the air. That means I can't use any dark spikes, I could used my sword.... no to early.... guess its spell time.
"atrum pugnaculum" All of sudden ruins appeared on the floor bellow Naxus. Then in one move 20 dark spikes appeared out of the runes shooting out towards Naxus at frerouis speed.
Dham im in the air. That means I can't use any dark spikes, I could used my sword.... no to early.... guess its spell time.
"atrum pugnaculum" All of sudden ruins appeared on the floor bellow Naxus. Then in one move 20 dark spikes appeared out of the runes shooting out towards Naxus at frerouis speed.
lbu8
O'Doyle Rules
- Oct 2, 2007
- 150
- 2
- Wii Online Code
- 0000-0000-0000-0000
Oric woke up in a very bright room with white walls. He blinked a few times, waiting for his vision to adjust to the lights. He could see a face, bearded with round glasses standing over him. Oric could now tell it was Joter Berger, the President of Conud. "Wha...what happened?"
Joter glaced down at Oric's arm and then back up to his eyes, "Well son, the doctors were able to heal your wounds and your burned skin. But your left arm, is well, the armour molded to your skin and when we healed it...your skin just grew over top."
Oric looked down at his arms, his left was a little bigger, like it was swollen, and when he lifted them his left felt a little heavier then his right. He tried touching it and while his right hand could feel his left arm, from the shoulder down his left arm couldn't feel his touch.
Oric was a bit shocked, but not worried. This arm would help him in battle, and he could still move it freely. Then he asked the question that was bothering him the most, that was eating away at him, "Sir, why was everyone panicing. When I first came here it looked like a prison break."
"Ah...yes, these times are growing darker. Two days ago a messenger dressed in Conud armourment attacked General Coros in Negliv. The messenger then delared war on Drosin and ran off. We still haven't identified the messenger, and no one in our government are admitting that they gave the order. Peace talks with Drosin continued, until today. One of our Senators was out speaking in public and was killed by a man who claimed war was unavoidable. Since then our people have been in panic, packing up everything and getting as far from the capital as possible. We have tried to restore order, but all attempts have failed. Now Drosin is coming after us for making up a story that they attacked us, think we are trying to cover up an assination attempt on their leaders and we are saying the same thing. Both populations are outraged."
Oric sat up, deep in thought, No one from Conud gave the order for an assination, and I know my father wouldn't try to start a war with his only ally while Destry attacks from the south. This is either a sick coincidence or someone wants to start a war. "My family, they are still alive?" Oric said worried.
"As far as we know, yes. I haven't been able to speak to anyone from Drosin. It is risky to make the journy to Negliv with Destry troops everywhere. I was hoping you could go to Negliv as Cound's embassador and stop this war."
Oric quickly responded, "Yes, of course. Give me a horse and I will be on my way."
Joter nodded and shook Oric's hand before saying, "A horse, and we have a few suprises for you outside. Good luck, and god speed."
Joter glaced down at Oric's arm and then back up to his eyes, "Well son, the doctors were able to heal your wounds and your burned skin. But your left arm, is well, the armour molded to your skin and when we healed it...your skin just grew over top."
Oric looked down at his arms, his left was a little bigger, like it was swollen, and when he lifted them his left felt a little heavier then his right. He tried touching it and while his right hand could feel his left arm, from the shoulder down his left arm couldn't feel his touch.
Oric was a bit shocked, but not worried. This arm would help him in battle, and he could still move it freely. Then he asked the question that was bothering him the most, that was eating away at him, "Sir, why was everyone panicing. When I first came here it looked like a prison break."
"Ah...yes, these times are growing darker. Two days ago a messenger dressed in Conud armourment attacked General Coros in Negliv. The messenger then delared war on Drosin and ran off. We still haven't identified the messenger, and no one in our government are admitting that they gave the order. Peace talks with Drosin continued, until today. One of our Senators was out speaking in public and was killed by a man who claimed war was unavoidable. Since then our people have been in panic, packing up everything and getting as far from the capital as possible. We have tried to restore order, but all attempts have failed. Now Drosin is coming after us for making up a story that they attacked us, think we are trying to cover up an assination attempt on their leaders and we are saying the same thing. Both populations are outraged."
Oric sat up, deep in thought, No one from Conud gave the order for an assination, and I know my father wouldn't try to start a war with his only ally while Destry attacks from the south. This is either a sick coincidence or someone wants to start a war. "My family, they are still alive?" Oric said worried.
"As far as we know, yes. I haven't been able to speak to anyone from Drosin. It is risky to make the journy to Negliv with Destry troops everywhere. I was hoping you could go to Negliv as Cound's embassador and stop this war."
Oric quickly responded, "Yes, of course. Give me a horse and I will be on my way."
Joter nodded and shook Oric's hand before saying, "A horse, and we have a few suprises for you outside. Good luck, and god speed."
