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Wish Stones-IC
ok put ur character sheets in the OOC-Wish Stones
any one who plays a stone holder (5 people already got) start off before they found the stone, but after they saw the 5 different coloured falling stars even when they find the stone it takes a very short time for them to change but it still takes time, have fun!..... dont wait too long though lol.
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inside i cry, inside i scream, outside...you see me smile 
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Kalaran walked down the light forest in a slow pace. He was enjoying the sounds of the birds chirping and the mammals chittering. A cool breeze flew through the trees, a slight whistle escaping from the green leaves. He stretched and walked into a clearing. He looked up and saw that branches bent over the clearing, seemingly connecting to bring shade to weary travels. He stood in the middle of the clearing, looking around to see if anything lived there. In a sudden bright flash, a red glow covered the clearing. He looked up to see a blood red orb crash through the natural ceiling, burning the branches to a crisp. It fell to the ground, right where he was standing, and exploded. Kalaran was thrown back, straight into a burnt tree. The impact knocked the air out of him, and the fire storm made it harder to breath.
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Raven was sıttıng on the riverbank, her toes in the ice cold water, she watched the fish swim against the current and smiled.
a dark blue orb suddenly hit the water, the shock wave sent Raven against a nearby oak, she gasped trying to breathe the the pressure on her chest was immence, she heard fish flapping, out of the water, somewhere but then darkness took her.
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inside i cry, inside i scream, outside...you see me smile
Last edited by Whisper : 08-02-2008 at 11:08 AM.
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(Geez, so impatient...)
Kalaran managed to stand up amidst all the destruction. He moved torward the orb, his amrs raised to protevted is head. Fire was still pulsating from the orb, going in every direction to burn whatever was in it's way. He jumped down into the deep crater and yelled because of the heat. He walked torward the orb, almost being pushed back from the fire. He reached down and touched the orb.....only to be engulfed in flame. (I will be doing this for a while, so the anticipation rises =P)
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(sorry about beıng ımpatıent and raise the anticipation all you like
 )Raven woke up a few minuted later, the river was silent. Raven sat up and looked at it, it was totaly frozen, the splash the stone made was Frozen too, and the small stone was at the bottom of the ice crater, (their all 2cm in diameter i should add) she had to climbe to get to it but Raven could feel something drawing her to the stone, she was in some sort of trance, she couldnt stop her self from touching it, she didnt want to stop her self from touching it, even though part of her was screaming against it. that part was silenced then her fingers brushed the Stone, and it flew at her chest sending her flying back again...
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inside i cry, inside i scream, outside...you see me smile
Last edited by Whisper : 08-02-2008 at 11:10 AM.
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Drenth was experimenting. He liked having possesion of the stone, it felt like a part of him. Ever since he had found it in that city sewer he knew it was destined for him 'But we can't forget that the stone wants control and not a controller' thought Drenth. Ah well...
The tree was turning black, now grey, now it was just ashes flowing through the night air. The magic of the Wishstone was potent indeed. But he would control, he was determined that he would become a servent of the magic. But he had to admit this black fire could be useful in many ways...BAM! The magic backlashed sending tossing him back. 'Concentration is important it would seem'. His face had a lopsided expression. Picking himself up from the ground he headed into the nearby town of Hrixos. Getting supplies was important but still Drenth disliked venturing in the city. Ah well, might as well get on with it. A wry smile appeared for a second on his face then vanished and seconds later Drenth vanished aswell in the shadows...He seemd to be at home in the shadows. And they seemed to be following him, surrounding him...
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(no problem =P)
Kalaran yelled as the fire consumed his body. He felt the fire melt away his skin, his hair, and his clothes.. He tried to run, but the fire kept him in the crater. He screamed even louder when his hands were bone. He looked around at his body and found that he was a skeleton! He stared in awe as muscle and skin grew back onto his body, the skin being pale. He felt is eyes going back into the sockets, everything having a red tinge to it. His hair grew back, becoming stark white. He continued to scream because he knew he was not human anymore. He fell down to his knees and looked at the orb. It was blood red in color and had a red aura arround it. He picked it up and blood fell from the sky, drenching him in the sticky mess.
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(only just found the stone remember people!!!)
Raven was woken by the screaming, she stood and took off towards the noise, the blue stone for now forgotten, but in a small silver cage around her neck, the consiousness inside it was awake, and it had found its chosen host.
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inside i cry, inside i scream, outside...you see me smile
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Now halfway to Hrixos, Drenth froze when he heard a scream that would chill anyone who heard it to the bone. Not him though. He seemed to be...calmer perhaps? Ah anyway. Curiosity...or was it a compulsion, stirred and he walked towards the sound. The shadows followed.
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As you slide down the banister of life may the splinters never point the wrong way" Any advertisment you want on my sig? PM me at... ..... Just Pm.
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Kalaran stared in horror as the blood clung to his skin, unable to be scratched off. It continued to pour on him, the dried blood becoming intracite armor. The blood stayed a deep red, and began turning into horns on his head. The blood blurred his vision, his eyes unable to see through the maroon liquid. A helmet had formed and dried upon his head, his red eyes gazing through the holes. A dark sword appeared in his hand, the red orb stuck in a socket on the hilt. He looked at the sword in awe, for he had never seen such fine craftsmanship in his life. He walked out of the blood-filled crated and torwards the burnt forest, blood dripping from his armor.
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