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 Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 10:02 pm
Welcome, to the nightmare...
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 10:06 pm
Rules:
1 ) No God modding.
2 ) Killing is only allowed if the person agreed to dying(contact each other)
3 ) No animal abuse or Cannibalism.
4 ) No Auto hits or whatsoever.
5 ) Have Fun.
6 ) Be nice, or you will get kicked out
7)Anyone could join at anytime as long as they post their Profiles in the character section and I approve or a co-owner(Vice president) approves
8 ) OCC is only allowed when in {}, [], () or (()) unless you have some other special way you do it that brackets your words.
9 ) You are not allowed to be mean in OOC unless it's teasing or for fun.
10 ) Anything other questions Contact me.
PLEASE READ THE STORY! CHAPTER FOURTEEN IS WHEN THIS STARTS!!
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 10:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 10:34 pm
Raziel has been wandering around inside of the forest, now that the barrier has been broken. Destined to wander the earth forever, looking for revenge, was a very... walking filled life. He has traveled to many places all over the world, and now he is here. Maybe he would find his killer here, or maybe it will be empty like many of the other places in the world since people have gotten their stupid technology.
((Yay for first post! xD))
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 11:06 pm
((Gah! I got distracted!!!))
Bartimous sighed, sitting at his desk with his feet on the table while he read through some files. His vision was getting worse, he was planing on looking up how to repair that with magic once he finished cleaning up his office. Well, if he ever STARTED cleaning his office. He looked out the window, bored as the Sin of sloth and procrastinating from cleaning. He saw someone in the forest, who was that man? He got up, putting his files down he teleported nearby and began to walk to greet him.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 11:12 pm
Raziel wasn't a man, well used to be but now was more of an it. He didn't notice Bartimous, just continuing to walk. But then he did notice when Bart started to walk towards him. He would stop, the cloak he was wearing covering most of his body and the hood leaving his face in total blackness. He looks to Bart, saying "Greetings" not knowing what else to say, for this other man could be anything from the owner to the forest, to a thief to just another traveler.
((lol hehe, that happens to me a lot xd Also, seems to be 2:15AM here lol so I think I'll go to bed now))
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 10:50 am
Maeve roared away from the city on her steamcycle, wheels spinning, the doll demon named Alexis sitting behind her. They roared toward the forest, which had obviously NOT been introduced to technology in a long while.
Alexis sat on the back of the bike, her arms wrapped around Maeve's waist. She wasn't overly fragile, she could definitely survive the fall at 50 mph with no damage to minimal damage... But then that would put them behind, they have to stop, and Alexis didn't want to fall off the steamcycle anyway- due to the fact that Maeve was her best friend. The bike roared into the forest, like an angry lion out of a cage, unfed, into a crowd of people.
Of course, since this bike only dismissed steam as its byproduct, that meant that it ran on only water, and was, therefor, eco-friendly.
In most ways. I guess you could say that it was eco-friendly, besides the fact that the bike was rumping into the forest, created a lot of noise. Of course, since plants tended to like vibrations, I suppose that's good for them too. Now, back to Alexis and Maeve!
Maeve smiled, the feel of the wind in her hair a nice one. Of course, the smell and feel of the forest was nice, too. It seemed.... Ancient.
She was still speeding along at 50 mph, on what seemed to be a well-trodden path.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:28 pm
"Greetings, what is your name, race, and reason for coming to the forest?" Bartimous asked, just as he always did. The older looking dark-Skinned man watched the newcomer with his purple eyes, but was distracted when he saw the steamcycle. He watched, obviously not amused by the eco-friendly people. "Are you associated with them?" He asked, sounding a bit ticked off.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:56 pm
Raziel would look over to the steamcycle before looking back and saying "No, I am not associated with them." Then looks him up and down before asking his own question. "And why would you like to know? I go where i want, when I want." he would say back to him.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 10:33 pm
Bartimous was a bit taken aback, but remembered that outsiders didn't like to be asked information unless some was given first. "I am Bartimous, Gaurdian of the Sins and the doctor of this castle. I'm asking so that I don't have to kill you for intruding." He explained, being sarcastic about the killing bit.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 11:15 pm
Raziel would look at him for a big before saying "My name is Raziel, my race is undead you could say, and my reason is I am a wanderer, looking for someone. I have searched for many many years and have yet to find the one I am looking for. Now the search has brought me here." He would bow some, then would say. "You probably couldn't kill me, seeing as I'm already dead." Lifting up his hood and letting it fall against his back, showing off his skeleton face and the black sockets that were his eyes, a small white glowing dot in both the middle of both eyes as well.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 9:11 am
Faelwen sighed softly as she moved through the forest, her eyes pealed for anything out of the ordinary. Walking slowly through the trees she turned her head back, making sure that she was still moving directly away from her troupe; they had decided to settle right on the outskirts of the forest with just enough cover to keep them hidden from the townspeople. Touching one of the trees with her right hand she exhaled in a gust her head lifting to the sky, this really was different from any place they had ever gone to, and they had been to many places in her short time with the troupe. Her eyes came back to the earth as the sound of voices caught her attention, pulling the hood of her deep purple cloak back over her head she continued on her walk, wary of the direction that the voices had been coming from, but intrigued at the same time. Curse her curiosity.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 2:27 pm
Gota was running through
the forest, apparently trying
to get away from something.
He stopped running when he
saw another walking skeleton,
and greeted Bartimous, pointing
curiously at it,"Who's this?"
He asked adjusting his sleeves.
He had cut them off from a shirt
that belonged to Durantith.
Not to far behind, and who was
also running, was Durantith, with
a really big hammer. When he caught
up to Gota, he was going to swing
and hit Gota in his chest but stopped
seeing Bartimous and a walking skeleton,
"Hail newcomer, you look as you've had
a hard life." Durantith chcukled at his
dry humor and looked in another direction
where he heard footsteps. He watched the
directon through his green tinted goggles, and
adjusted his top hat.
((Yay, new people
nevermore))
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:24 pm
((Well, it would seem I'm to be almost forever ignored and excluded......))
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 4:24 pm
((We're not ignoring you, calm down. I just didn't know how to respond to that other then have Bartimous watch the crazies. XD
YAY! New people everless! XP))
"There are ways, I'm sure. Considering near everything is found in a book..." Bartimous then greeted his old friend "Hello Durantith, Gota will you do me a favor?" He asked, pointing to the people. "Go get the steam-thing people to knock it off, they're going to break something." He explained, but then his essanse twitched again. "Another one?" He asked nobody in particular, knowing someone was at least touching a tree. He stared, wondering what was up with the new people
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