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Djibrilshadow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 3:48 am
In this land of perpetual shadows which almost never reach the sun, shards of stark black glassy substances stand against the night sky, shimmering in the perpetual starlight that glows over the black sands, the same starlight that shimmers over the black waters and the deep midnight woods... A never-ending seemingly monochrome place, filled with poisonous creatures, reptiles, black and irridescent scaled and terribly fast, or slimy with bright arning colors that indicate, in this monochrome world... that they are poison. They spit poison, or have poison within their claws, or their fangs. Great shining-scaled snakes and insectiods wander this place with its tar-pits, taking down the unwary, crushing them within their coils or cutting them down. It may sound all too dark for you to see anything in... but in truth it is a shimmering world with its sparkling highlights gliding over dark glassy surfaces, smooth and sleek and fractured, like obsidian glass shards.
In the distance is a city of perpetual night.. if you live long enough to reach it, you may find shelter within its realm..
The city never sleeps, perpetually glimmering with lights from windows and signposts and street lamps. the traffic is always moving, never ending, people who live on the edge of life and death, enjoying the moment, because their city is ALWAYS on the brink of obliteration.
This is a land of ravers, where you dance all night and all day, where exotic drugs are made and sampled and where the whole place shimmers like neon lights on midnight black glass.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 6:24 pm
Valgaav entered the mysterious black land. His firey ambers gazing about the area cautiously. A scowl was etched on his face as he continue walking, in his hand, his Ravdomeghedis, a double bladed sword that lit according to his will and power. The hybrid has called out his painful dragonic part, walking slowly until his body became accustomed to the change. He clenched his blade in his hand, feeling an urge to cause a bit of mayhem.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 7:53 pm
The shadows held many great, and deadly creaters. One in particlar stalked Valgaav, a black cobra. The snakes shiny black scales blended flawlessly into the darkness around itself. Standing up, its hood flaring out. With its black tongue flicking out scenting its pray.
Does Valgaav...
1: Sense the snake and kill it
2: Miss the snake and blindly walk right up to it, getting spit out but not hit
3: Miss the snake and blindly walk right up to it and get venom spit right into his eyes
4: Walk right into a tar pit, starting to sink but at least the snake missed him.
roll a four sided dice and find out.
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Leez0rz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 7:55 pm
Valgaav smirked, sensing a cobra about. His sword flared brightly with enegry as he effortlessly took it down, slicing the cobra's head neatly off it's body then to crush the body with his foot. His angled amber eyes looked about for something.. more interesting to take down. He wouldn't leave until he was drenched in blood.
The half-mazoku, half ancient dragon continued on his little walk, slinging his large double-bladed sword over his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 8:06 pm
Ants rushed to the body of the cobra, devouring it in moments, they did not try to swarm Valgaav, instead they suddenly scatter, their are sounds of many creatures suddenly running.
They were not running from Valgaav, no there was something they all feared near. That thing made a loud hiss that seemed to come from everywhere.
What will he do?
1: Keep walking unworried, unharrassed for now
2: Step right in a tar pit, having what ever limb(s) that touched it pulled down
3: Step in a large pile of dung, about up to his knee
4: Just be able to make out some sort of large movement a few yards in front of him and walk towards it
roll a 4 sided dice and find out.
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Leez0rz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 8:09 pm
Valgaav continued walking until one of his legs was submerged in.. what was this..? DUNG?! His eye twitched violently, growling. The feathers on his wings were standing on edge in his anger. "F*ckin' monsters.." He grumbled, clencing his sword tightly, backing away from the dung. Now he can't WAIT to kill one of 'em. evil
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 8:28 pm
What sounded very much like a laugh came from the same thing that made the hiss? Moving in the darkness, a monster large enough to make a dung pile the size of what Valgaav stepped in closed the distance between them. Its putrid smelling breath helped to give it way, the long serrated yellow teeth of his mouth and dripping saliva did wonders in giving away his intentions.
The blood red eyes of this highly venomous creature gleamed with maliciousness. It had fed its near fill, Valgaav was not needed to feed on, but he would try to kill him nonetheless. Lunging, he goes for a kill.
What happens now?
1: After a snide comment, Valgaav raises his weapon trying to kill it but missing, the monster misses too.
2: Ready to attack only to have the enormous jaw pressure and teeth of the creature latching on to his arm
3: Leap out of the way only to be hit with the creature’s tail, on the plus side he can chop said tail off, hope his ribs don't brake too badly
4: Stick his weapon right in the creature's heart, escaping with just the horrid breath in his face, that gonna burn if his sense of smell is great
roll a four sided dice and find out
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Leez0rz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 8:30 pm
Valgaav didn't care about the looks, his already firey eyes lit up with amusement. Now THERE was his kill. He slipped into a denfensive pose, but saw the monster's tail coming at him, he tried to jump out of the way, his wings partially in the way to block the attack. In his opposing side, the one avoiding the hit, held his weapon. After a sickening crack from his wing, he manuevered himself forward to try and hit the monster's tail.
(I hope it's okay that his wing was in the way? @__@; Or should it really be his ribs? *Will change it, if needed.* )
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 8:46 pm
ooc: The wing is fine, I mainly give suggestions of were the damage should be. 3nodding
IC: The monster was pleased until he and his tail were disconected. Its cries of outrage and pain echoed into the darkeness. Blood gushed out of this tail for a short item, until they closed themselves off. Turning, his growls were deep and very p*ssed off. He lost his tail, the one that did it should lose something important to him. Weakened but not down for the count, he was ready for round two.
What happens?
1: One more strike from Valgaaz kills the moster.
2: It gets his jaws on the wings of Valgaaz. (example again the wings could break but not be pulled off, all the monster could also get is a mouth full of feathers)
3: Its massive claws, decay under each talon, swipe high between the Valgaaz's legs (here is a good example, not saying his manhood is in jepordy, he could have it missed *jabs at Valgaaz suggesting that the stuff is really small* the inside of the thigh could be split open, its really all up to you)
4: you choose what damage is taken and what attack is made
roll a four sided dice to find out what happens
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Leez0rz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 8:50 pm
(( Valgaav: crying I'm still not sure if I got Filia pregnant. >>;; Since when did you act sobby? Valgaav: Do you think any guy that wants to be a guy wants his **** chopped off? stare She said.. it wouldn't hit-- Never mind. -___- ))
Valgaav screamed in pain, feeling the monster's jaws upon his injured wing. He growled off. "F*ckin' monster!" He screamed out, trying his best to lash at the beast, despite his wing in the beast's mouth. The light on his double-bladed sword flared brightly in his anger.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 8:59 pm
The monster bit down harder, shaking his head violently before letting go and pulling back. It almost looked like it was grinning, flicking out its tail it shook his head, the creature tasted bad! He felt sick but would end this when it was dead! Flinging himself once again, he was prepared to pick him off, one limb at a time.
What happens this time:
1: Valgaav is able to slay it this time with no furhter injuary
2: The monster claws at his leg.
3: The monster misses completely leaving his flank wide open.
4: His massive jaws are able to connect with a leg.
roll and find out!
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Leez0rz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 9:03 pm
(( VALGAAV, KILL IT. scream ))
Valgaav growled out, his injured wing laying limply behind him. Feh. It was useless anyways! "Enough playing." He spat out, running towards the beast, slaying off it's head. The ancient dragon panted, his blade humming happily by the bloodshed as he clenched harder. He wanted more..
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 9:12 pm
The creature died, not even able to cry out before it's life of terrior was put to an end. Nothing else stepped out to harrass him and the city of perpetual night loomed far in the distance. The creatures of the night called to one another, explaining the death, and plotting.
What will Valgaav do?
1: Walk towards the city without anything harrassing him for the frist half distance?
2: Step in a deep tar pit.
3: Search for a creature of the night before it can find him
4: free action
Roll and find out!
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Leez0rz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 9:14 pm
(( .. Free action would be nice. >:3
[edit] *Dances.* XP Okay. Left him out for possible attack. ))
Valgaav growled, looking down at the beast's body. He questioned whether the beast had anything worth for him. His still uninjured wing twitched. His eyes fell elsewhere, looking off into the distance, taking that will be his new destination. First, he wanted to call away his dragonic part. As he transformed back to his normal state, he was defenseless, sickening crackles as his body readjusted itself. His wings were gone as soon as he body stopped adjusting. He was sore now.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 9:25 pm
A small spider, no bigger then Valgaav's thumb creaps upon him. The male was right near its nest of babies and the innoncent looking fleash eating spider could not have that. Its venom ate away at the flesh of its vitem with a powerful acid, only distorying an area the size of an inch in diamiter at a time, the area turns into tastey soup for it.
What happens:
1: Valgaav steps on it without even knowning it.
2: The spider climbs up the inside of his pant leg and bites him,
3: Valgaav notices the spider and kills it.
4: He moves off before the insect can get closer.
roll and find out
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