RockerJ
Still Obsessed with P4
Ooc: What's Ooc stand for?
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RockerJ
Still Obsessed with P4
Ooc: Okay I edited my posts
Plus is it too far into the story line?
Plus is it too far into the story line?
lbu8
O'Doyle Rules
- Oct 2, 2007
- 150
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- Wii Online Code
- 0000-0000-0000-0000
for you to join, yes. But check out this rp if you want in on the next one.
http://www.wiichat.com/board-games/58793-seekers-lost-treasure-rp-sign-up-thread.html
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bayne
The one and only
OOC
Some one call for healing.
IC
"I got one alive here," Shouted Tk as he leaned over Oric's injured body. Bill rushed over and instantly started healing him.
"Oh man this guys genetic structure is wrecked. I'm gonna patch him up now, hold him this could hurt a little." Tk held him down and looked around at destroyed battlefield. The soldiers of haven took care of most of the small fry. Sustained minimal casualties but even so Oric was in bad shape and the shadow warrior was gone.
Mean while
A portal oppend up next to Drake and Mark stepped out, Holding the orb. He went over to Siena and crouched.
"Il do this, all of you stay back." The orb lit up as rues appeared all over Marks body. Then he placed his hands above her chest, and concentrated the orbs power of healing.
Some one call for healing.
IC
"I got one alive here," Shouted Tk as he leaned over Oric's injured body. Bill rushed over and instantly started healing him.
"Oh man this guys genetic structure is wrecked. I'm gonna patch him up now, hold him this could hurt a little." Tk held him down and looked around at destroyed battlefield. The soldiers of haven took care of most of the small fry. Sustained minimal casualties but even so Oric was in bad shape and the shadow warrior was gone.
Mean while
A portal oppend up next to Drake and Mark stepped out, Holding the orb. He went over to Siena and crouched.
"Il do this, all of you stay back." The orb lit up as rues appeared all over Marks body. Then he placed his hands above her chest, and concentrated the orbs power of healing.
GigaRidley
Ouroboros
Richand stepped back and watched, worried. Suddenly, the air began to glow around Siana.
"What's going on?!?"
The light continued to spread around Siana until it was almost impossible to continue watching. Suddenly, there was a flash, and Siana was human again, the color returning to her skin. Richand ran over.
"Siana...?"
Her eyes opened.
"Ughhh... what happened?"
Richand's face broke into a grin. He hugged her tightly.
"I'm so glad you're okay..."
"What's going on?!?"
The light continued to spread around Siana until it was almost impossible to continue watching. Suddenly, there was a flash, and Siana was human again, the color returning to her skin. Richand ran over.
"Siana...?"
Her eyes opened.
"Ughhh... what happened?"
Richand's face broke into a grin. He hugged her tightly.
"I'm so glad you're okay..."
The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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Storm trudged through the snow. The hail fall was so great that the blanket of white completely blocked view. And the temperature was getting colder. It was dropping rapidly as night came, descending to nearly -20. The ice Storm saw growing on Seth's fingers made him worried, but he was not in fear. They were close.
He could feel it.
His eyes never blinked through the harsh blizzard, being already dead, he didnt have to worry about eye damage.
The snowstorm finally dissapated as the two of them entered the cave. The temperature felt as if it rose, but still being in a cave, the cool air was whizzing in briskly at +15 degrees. He sat Seth down and cast his gaze towards the stone floor. He slashed a void in the air and reached inside it.
Meanwhile...
In Valentine's tower, a void appeared near the fireplace. A dark, snowcovered hand reached out and levitated a pile of firewood, pulling it into the void. The gap then closed.
Meanwhile...
Storm lined the wood in a circle around Seth. He would help him, no matter what it cost. He sent a small burst of magic and the wood erupted in flames. The hot fire licked the ceiling as it covered Seth completely. Stomr let it sit for a moment, then slashed his hand through the fire. It stopped immediately.
Storm observed that Seth's skin was blackened a bit, but, being an immortal, he would have time to heal. It was more important that he lived now than if he died later.
He could feel it.
His eyes never blinked through the harsh blizzard, being already dead, he didnt have to worry about eye damage.
The snowstorm finally dissapated as the two of them entered the cave. The temperature felt as if it rose, but still being in a cave, the cool air was whizzing in briskly at +15 degrees. He sat Seth down and cast his gaze towards the stone floor. He slashed a void in the air and reached inside it.
Meanwhile...
In Valentine's tower, a void appeared near the fireplace. A dark, snowcovered hand reached out and levitated a pile of firewood, pulling it into the void. The gap then closed.
Meanwhile...
Storm lined the wood in a circle around Seth. He would help him, no matter what it cost. He sent a small burst of magic and the wood erupted in flames. The hot fire licked the ceiling as it covered Seth completely. Stomr let it sit for a moment, then slashed his hand through the fire. It stopped immediately.
Storm observed that Seth's skin was blackened a bit, but, being an immortal, he would have time to heal. It was more important that he lived now than if he died later.
Nurgle looked at the void and smiled. "Lets go Sadowmere". He then continued through the portal. As he was flying through it a deep voice appeared and said,"excellent Nurgle. You do the gods proud. Are you ready for your final gift"? After that a large devil like figure appeared. "I am Fulgor. prepare for your gift". Nurgle smiled with such excitement. He has finally gotten all 3 blessings from the gods. He held his arms up getting ready for the ritual. Fulgor raised his hand up. Time seemed to freeze.
All of a sudden Nurgle was tied up and was on a metal palet. 2 giant branders were coming towards Nurgles shoulders out of 2 burning portals. They both had a skull with snakes coming out of the eyes. They touched Nurgles shoulder and started fizzing. Nurgle screamed in agony of the demonic burning. Once again spirits came out and dive bombed through his chest. There was 1 problem however. Instead of coming out normally they came out through his back and exploded into dust. They have given their evil essence to him.
Nurgle was now put back on Shadowmere with his head down,huffing ans puffing steam out of his mouth. He looked up at Fulgor with pure white eyes and steam erupting from his body. "Now Nurgle go make the gods proud again". The god dissapeared. Nurgle looked at himself and saw a energy source sorrounding his body. He smiled,yelled,and laughed like a phycotic madman. "Im coming for your souls now. Storm im in the potal".
All of a sudden Nurgle was tied up and was on a metal palet. 2 giant branders were coming towards Nurgles shoulders out of 2 burning portals. They both had a skull with snakes coming out of the eyes. They touched Nurgles shoulder and started fizzing. Nurgle screamed in agony of the demonic burning. Once again spirits came out and dive bombed through his chest. There was 1 problem however. Instead of coming out normally they came out through his back and exploded into dust. They have given their evil essence to him.
Nurgle was now put back on Shadowmere with his head down,huffing ans puffing steam out of his mouth. He looked up at Fulgor with pure white eyes and steam erupting from his body. "Now Nurgle go make the gods proud again". The god dissapeared. Nurgle looked at himself and saw a energy source sorrounding his body. He smiled,yelled,and laughed like a phycotic madman. "Im coming for your souls now. Storm im in the potal".
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Seth woke up. He had placed himself in a near death coma to prolong his time. After a quick look around he stood up. "Thank you Valentine. This is the right cave. Now you'll have to wait here. I'm sorry but only my people are allowed beyond here. Your portal magic shall not work either, so please do not attempt to enter."
Seth turned and went a little deeper into the cave. It seemed like a dead end merely five feet from the entrance. Seth brought out his sword.
"By Eternal law, let me pass!"
Seth stabbed his sword into the cave wall and the wall vanished into a mist. Seth stepped inside and the wall returned immediatly. Seth continued walking down the path, going deeper into the mountain. Around 200 feet into the mountain Seth emerged into a large domed chamber. The chamber was lit by glowing blue crystals. In the domes center was a glowing circle of runes that glowed brighter as Seth drew closer.
Seth entered the center of the runes. He stabbed his sword into the center and suddenly the runes exploded into the air. They floated for a second before covering Seth's body. Seth's skin turned black and he collapsed to the ground, his body dead. Seth's spirit rose from his body and stood as if waiting. Suddenly a light shined down. A man began walking down as if the light was a solid path. He wore a pure white tunic and small gold boots. His left hand held a golden book with ancient symbols carved into it. In his right hand was the handle of a sword. It was gold in color decorated in gems of various colors. The man had blue eyes and shining gold hair. On his back were shining white wings.
Seth's spirit knelt down, "Master." The great man smiled at Seth and suddenly scowled at him. Before Seth knew it he was kicked across the face.
"You fool! You have nearly destroyed the plan countless times!"
"I'm sorry Master. My sight of the plan was clouded and-!" Seth was kicked again in the face.
"Do not lie to me Seth. I know your sight is perfectly fine. You've only said that to avoid speaking of the plan to mortals."
"But sir, Sekhmet was immortal." Seth braced himself for a kick but it didn't come. He looked up to see his master laughing.
"If he was immortal than how did he die? You fool, you are getting far to attatched to your mortal friends. You must abandon your ties to them if the plan is to continue."
"Yes, sir, about the plan. I was hoping we could change it somehow. I'd really prefer if I didn't have to-"
"SILENCE!!! You want to change the plan? After obeying orders for six millenia, you now find something to complain about? You recent decades truely have made you soft. If you will not do the required task then someone else will. The plan moves forward as planned, for all eternity. Do you understand Covull?"
"Yes Master, though I still don't like it."
"I care not if you like it or not, only that you will obey. Now I grant you another five years among the mortal life. Keep to the plan and all will be made eternal." The spirit held up the blade handle and suddenly a blade of light extended. He quickly stabbed into Seth and thrust his spirit into his body. Seth's body rose and his skin returned to normal and the runes vanished, reappearing in the circle they set. Seth rose and put away his sword before kneeling in front of the spirit. "Thank you, Master." The spirit nodded and vanished. Seth began walking back towards the exit.
In about twenty minutes Seth exited through the wall and found Valentine waiting. "My ritual is done. We may go Valentine."
Seth turned and went a little deeper into the cave. It seemed like a dead end merely five feet from the entrance. Seth brought out his sword.
"By Eternal law, let me pass!"
Seth stabbed his sword into the cave wall and the wall vanished into a mist. Seth stepped inside and the wall returned immediatly. Seth continued walking down the path, going deeper into the mountain. Around 200 feet into the mountain Seth emerged into a large domed chamber. The chamber was lit by glowing blue crystals. In the domes center was a glowing circle of runes that glowed brighter as Seth drew closer.
Seth entered the center of the runes. He stabbed his sword into the center and suddenly the runes exploded into the air. They floated for a second before covering Seth's body. Seth's skin turned black and he collapsed to the ground, his body dead. Seth's spirit rose from his body and stood as if waiting. Suddenly a light shined down. A man began walking down as if the light was a solid path. He wore a pure white tunic and small gold boots. His left hand held a golden book with ancient symbols carved into it. In his right hand was the handle of a sword. It was gold in color decorated in gems of various colors. The man had blue eyes and shining gold hair. On his back were shining white wings.
Seth's spirit knelt down, "Master." The great man smiled at Seth and suddenly scowled at him. Before Seth knew it he was kicked across the face.
"You fool! You have nearly destroyed the plan countless times!"
"I'm sorry Master. My sight of the plan was clouded and-!" Seth was kicked again in the face.
"Do not lie to me Seth. I know your sight is perfectly fine. You've only said that to avoid speaking of the plan to mortals."
"But sir, Sekhmet was immortal." Seth braced himself for a kick but it didn't come. He looked up to see his master laughing.
"If he was immortal than how did he die? You fool, you are getting far to attatched to your mortal friends. You must abandon your ties to them if the plan is to continue."
"Yes, sir, about the plan. I was hoping we could change it somehow. I'd really prefer if I didn't have to-"
"SILENCE!!! You want to change the plan? After obeying orders for six millenia, you now find something to complain about? You recent decades truely have made you soft. If you will not do the required task then someone else will. The plan moves forward as planned, for all eternity. Do you understand Covull?"
"Yes Master, though I still don't like it."
"I care not if you like it or not, only that you will obey. Now I grant you another five years among the mortal life. Keep to the plan and all will be made eternal." The spirit held up the blade handle and suddenly a blade of light extended. He quickly stabbed into Seth and thrust his spirit into his body. Seth's body rose and his skin returned to normal and the runes vanished, reappearing in the circle they set. Seth rose and put away his sword before kneeling in front of the spirit. "Thank you, Master." The spirit nodded and vanished. Seth began walking back towards the exit.
In about twenty minutes Seth exited through the wall and found Valentine waiting. "My ritual is done. We may go Valentine."
The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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Storm smiled, hearing Nurgle's voice echoing in his head. Excellent, Nurgle...You are in the dungeons of Negliv... Go forth, and prove your loyalty to me by retreiving the Drosin Orb!
Storm felt Nurgle's presence fade as he carried out Storm's orders.
He began searching energy pulses across the continent of Renit, looking for one in particular. And then, he found it. In energy terms, this person was a fountain of both Darkness and Light. He oozed power, and he could tell that corruption had actually freed this person of all evil intentions that Storm had forced on him. Apparently, being too evil can turn one good.
In reality, this person was Drake, Storm's son. He scanned those near to Drake, searching their energy fields. None of them even came close. Then, he found a faint energy, fainter then death but stronger than alive. It was, in reality, Siana Makantes. Her power level still had not returned to normal, but Storm could sense he had nothing to fear from her or Drake, no matter how strong Drake thought he was.
Then, a shining white light peirced his gaze into the energy fields, and he glanced to a man who was leaning over Siana. This man, barely abe to be seen in Storm's gaze, was a blasting fountain of pure light. His light was brighter than anything Storm had seen before, and it was a harsh, burning light that made Storm feel as if his own darkness was being burned away. He looked again and could tell the man was Richand Zamikios.
Storm's face suddenly became gaunt with fear; a quality he had never shown before. "If the prophecy is true... Then he is the Avatar of Light...." Storm's face remained blank for a few moments as he peered into Richand's light energy, searching for anything he could use against him. Then, Storm's lips curled themselves into a wide grin. He found a pinch of darkness, a touch of trechery, a tiny drop of evil in Richand's white light. The death of his father still haunted him. And Storm could feel it.
They would fight. He would fight against Richand in an all out war. And he could feel that in the end, he would win. The reason was because at this moment, Richand was not the Avatar of Light he could become. Storm knew he could not become that, because he could not get over the fact that he had caused his Father's death. Storm knew it.
Richand would need the full power of Light to destroy the overwhelming shadow of darkness Storm was casting. If Richand had the smallest bit of resentment, the tinyest pinch of fear, the most minute drop of guilt in his heart, Storm knew Richand would lose. He knew it because he had faith in the dark. He had let it consume him.
After all, there is a reason the dark wins. It is the same reason the light can never truly win. It is because the Dark needs the Light in order to thrive. The dark is everywhere... It is under your seat where you sit... it is under the sheets on your bed... Even when you go for a walk in the mid-day sun, the dark is there.... attatched to the soles of your shoes. The dark wins because it welcomes the Light; brings it unto itself so it can live. The brighter the Light, the Darker the Shadow.
With each victory of the Light, it is the Dark that wins...
Storm heard Seth's voice echo in his head as he returned to reality.
"Very well Seth... I trust everything went well?" He asked a question to which he already knew the answer. In Energy, Seth was a black waterfall of crashing Darkness.
Storm smiled. "Where is this flying Fortress you spoke of before?"
Storm felt Nurgle's presence fade as he carried out Storm's orders.
He began searching energy pulses across the continent of Renit, looking for one in particular. And then, he found it. In energy terms, this person was a fountain of both Darkness and Light. He oozed power, and he could tell that corruption had actually freed this person of all evil intentions that Storm had forced on him. Apparently, being too evil can turn one good.
In reality, this person was Drake, Storm's son. He scanned those near to Drake, searching their energy fields. None of them even came close. Then, he found a faint energy, fainter then death but stronger than alive. It was, in reality, Siana Makantes. Her power level still had not returned to normal, but Storm could sense he had nothing to fear from her or Drake, no matter how strong Drake thought he was.
Then, a shining white light peirced his gaze into the energy fields, and he glanced to a man who was leaning over Siana. This man, barely abe to be seen in Storm's gaze, was a blasting fountain of pure light. His light was brighter than anything Storm had seen before, and it was a harsh, burning light that made Storm feel as if his own darkness was being burned away. He looked again and could tell the man was Richand Zamikios.
Storm's face suddenly became gaunt with fear; a quality he had never shown before. "If the prophecy is true... Then he is the Avatar of Light...." Storm's face remained blank for a few moments as he peered into Richand's light energy, searching for anything he could use against him. Then, Storm's lips curled themselves into a wide grin. He found a pinch of darkness, a touch of trechery, a tiny drop of evil in Richand's white light. The death of his father still haunted him. And Storm could feel it.
They would fight. He would fight against Richand in an all out war. And he could feel that in the end, he would win. The reason was because at this moment, Richand was not the Avatar of Light he could become. Storm knew he could not become that, because he could not get over the fact that he had caused his Father's death. Storm knew it.
Richand would need the full power of Light to destroy the overwhelming shadow of darkness Storm was casting. If Richand had the smallest bit of resentment, the tinyest pinch of fear, the most minute drop of guilt in his heart, Storm knew Richand would lose. He knew it because he had faith in the dark. He had let it consume him.
After all, there is a reason the dark wins. It is the same reason the light can never truly win. It is because the Dark needs the Light in order to thrive. The dark is everywhere... It is under your seat where you sit... it is under the sheets on your bed... Even when you go for a walk in the mid-day sun, the dark is there.... attatched to the soles of your shoes. The dark wins because it welcomes the Light; brings it unto itself so it can live. The brighter the Light, the Darker the Shadow.
With each victory of the Light, it is the Dark that wins...
Storm heard Seth's voice echo in his head as he returned to reality.
"Very well Seth... I trust everything went well?" He asked a question to which he already knew the answer. In Energy, Seth was a black waterfall of crashing Darkness.
Storm smiled. "Where is this flying Fortress you spoke of before?"
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The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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Storm grinned. Another to pilot the ship? No problem. He would make hundreds. He felt Sekhmet's soul, his remnant power inheriting the air. Now all Storm needed to do was activate it. Storm reached his hand into the blizzard, and a green light pulsed from it.
The snowstorm suddenly stopped. A Dark void oozing green light opened in the air, and a leg stepped out. An evil leg; a leg both Storm and Seth recognized. It was clad in armor, and the rest of the creature stepped out. Storm smiled as he gazed upon his old friend.
"Welcome back, Naxis."
The snowstorm suddenly stopped. A Dark void oozing green light opened in the air, and a leg stepped out. An evil leg; a leg both Storm and Seth recognized. It was clad in armor, and the rest of the creature stepped out. Storm smiled as he gazed upon his old friend.
"Welcome back, Naxis."
