Dervish
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8 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Furia
Hey Furia! We're waiting on Naviela-- the keese extermination is almost over. Feel free to insert Naviela's bits in between other parts if you like.
titanpad.com/Jy4zWTvwlA
@The 42nd Gecko
We're just about done with Left Team's fight, too. We're just waiting to hear from Jaege and Veitaru?
etherpad.net/p/Zelda_Collab_-_Left_Team
Hey Furia! We're waiting on Naviela-- the keese extermination is almost over. Feel free to insert Naviela's bits in between other parts if you like.
titanpad.com/Jy4zWTvwlA
@The 42nd Gecko
We're just about done with Left Team's fight, too. We're just waiting to hear from Jaege and Veitaru?
etherpad.net/p/Zelda_Collab_-_Left_Team
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8 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Captain Jenno@Furia@jasonwolf@Chanda@Dervish@DearTrickster@Bright_Ops@The 42nd Gecko
Please try to wrap up your posts by tomorrow guys! Tomorrow night (PST) I'm gonna be wrapping those fights up for you. I'd prefer not to be the one to post all of the collabs as well, so if someone from each group could volunteer for that?
Please try to wrap up your posts by tomorrow guys! Tomorrow night (PST) I'm gonna be wrapping those fights up for you. I'd prefer not to be the one to post all of the collabs as well, so if someone from each group could volunteer for that?
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The creature's stomach lining turned out to be thinner than expected-- in fact, as Zoe would soon find out, it was the only thing standing in the way of her sweeter-smelling freedom (bar several noodles). Outside of the massive sack-like stomach, she would observe several fist-size balls of meat attached to the outside surface. They seemed to line up with the positioning of the tiny mouths-- all of which had stopped biting her on account of their teeth melting off as soon as they met her skin. As Zoe created an opening big enough for her to escape, the stomach constricted again-- this time in pain. As it did so, the opening widened enough for a good several gallons of stomach acid to leak out, splashing the outside noodles with a sizzling hiss. Evidently the monster's outsides were far most susceptible to the fluid than Zoe had been-- deteriorating almost as quickly as the stomach lining had under her touch.
The monster screeched in pain and everything was suddenly falling. Fortunately the monster itself served as a soft landing pand for Zoe as it once again slapped the ground, plate side down. The creature began pitifully dragging its body forward-- away from the gaping hole in its stomach as if it could escape the pain. A trail of the nasty smelling stomach juices followed as it tilted it's plate partially off the ground and moved in blue team's direction-- passing Alexis' mangled corpse and Allison as she attempted to scale the barn-sized beast, using its noodles as leverage.
Halfway up the upside down spaghetti monster, the creature became eerily still and silent. A noodle suddenly sprouted from the mass, snaking itself tightly around one of Allison's legs-- up her thigh and around her hips. The noodle quickly lifted her up above its plate-framed mouth, which pulsated-- insatiable hunger had allowed it to overcome its fear of being upside down. She dangled to and fro before its massive jaws. Now seemed to be as good a chance as any to slice the plate-- but would that save her from becoming this entree's dinner?
Meanwhile, the meatballs Angel screamed at tumbled and rolled backwards. Three of them managed to sprout fully developed arms fast enough to anchor themselves while the fourth flew so far away it could no longer be seen in the distant darkness. The three remaining meatballs vibrated violently before gradually falling apart. Nothing remained but their anchored limbs and smears of meaty mush and marina on the dirt and grass.
The final spaghetti monster, pleased with its handy-work (or, in this case, noodle-work), began digging up more chunks of earth-- slightly smaller but more numerous. In quick succession, it launched them at Chris. Before Savannah could make it back to the trucks after grabbing the hand gun, a large chunk of said earth smashed into the ground in front of her and immediately impeded her progress. Getting back to the trucks now was going to be insanely risky with the hellstorm of boulders showering the ground before her. For all intents and purposes, she was stuck.
Aaron remained safely out of range of everything, continuing his summon.
Suddenly, the green circle that had once again loomed overhead dissipated and with it, a green fog exploded across the battlefield like a giant smoke bomb. In a matter of seconds, everyone would suffer from a sudden onset of nausea and faint dizziness.
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8 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Furia Alrighty-- Naviela's turn!
I added another theme song to Callan's sheet. Not that it matters.
I was feeling jealous of Dig and Drag's plentiful music selection.
I was feeling jealous of Dig and Drag's plentiful music selection.
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It worked! It freaking worked! And it was a damn good thing, too. Back on her feet, Cal's own movements almost matched the monster's in clumsiness as her leg throbbed with pain. She placed the remainder of her sword between her teeth and ripped a sleeve off of her shirt, tightly wrapping it around the deep cut. It seemed like a futile effort, but she tried to push past it.
In an attempt to occupy her thoughts, she remembered she hadn't checked to see how her teammates were doing. As she turned to look, she grimaced and hunched her shoulders as a fishman sailed through the air and into a trench. She spotted Marcus with his head over the edge, firing off a few rounds, before ducking back down. Hopefully that hadn't landed on anyone.
Beyond them, she spotted Siena standing by the trucks and shuffling through her digital book thing. What was she doing back there? Hadn't she picked someone to be yet? Before she could give Siena the benefit of the doubt, the eye scorpion entered her plain of vision.
As if we didn't have our hands full already, Cal inwardly sighed. At least the squirrel things were all gone-- presumably dead. Meanwhile, the eye scorpion was heading towards the others. A way to stop it... could she find a way? She continued stumbling backwards with grit teeth as the enraged and light-headed quadruped continued trying to smash her with it's massive trunk legs. Maybe her body was durable enough to survive that kind of pummeling, but she didn't want to find out. Suddenly, the eye monster stopped and began to channel a green beam up into the sky-- creating the same big green circle she'd seen earlier.
That's it!
Cal darted out from underneath the monster's legs and took off running. Well... running as best she could with the shooting pain that raced through her leg with every step. She briefly considered shouting to Lily, but she didn't much feel like trying to do anything more than what she was doing now. Besides, she felt bad for even considering asking Lily. She wouldn't wish this on anyone. Didn't she hear something about red team having a healer? She tried to shake the thoughts away. There wasn't time. She needed to focus.
As she approached the eye scorpion, she tried to envision what she wanted to happen. Envision yourself making the shot and you're more likely to make it. Old basketball wisdom, but perhaps it could be applied here?
Her main goal was not to slow down. She didn't know what that green beam would do to her if she attempted to jump through it and, confident though she was, she didn't anticipate the likelihood of her being able to jump over and safely past it. Not with this leg. Instead, she planned to drive her leftover sword into the side of the eye scorpion. Hopefully that would interrupt the cast and allow her to safely roll over it. Then she could keep moving and hopefully the thing would fall victim to the raging quadruped behind her. Boom-- eye scorpion pancake.
As for what she would do after that... keep running? Shit-- she hadn't thought that far ahead....
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8 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Captain Jenno@Furia@jasonwolf@Chanda@Dervish@DearTrickster@Bright_Ops@The 42nd Gecko
Hey guys! So it looks like mostly everyone is almost done with their collabs, but I get that it's Christmas week and things are probably got get a tad slow. Monday/Tuesday, I'm gonna start asking people to wrap up the collabs and if they're not done by Friday, I'll wrap it up for you so we can all continue on.
Hey guys! So it looks like mostly everyone is almost done with their collabs, but I get that it's Christmas week and things are probably got get a tad slow. Monday/Tuesday, I'm gonna start asking people to wrap up the collabs and if they're not done by Friday, I'll wrap it up for you so we can all continue on.
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The spaghetti monster that had devoured Zoe remained where it was, keeping its many noodle appendages close to its body and well out of reach from anymore of Savannah's explosions. The walls of the monster's stomach started to contract-- not enough to break bones, but enough to toss a salad while the gross smelling liquid inside started to irritate her skin on a more severe level. That was going to leave a bit of a rash for sure. Just when things didn't seem like they could get much worse, several finger-sized mouths started to reveal themselves within the inner stomach lining. Not quite big or strong enough to do any severe damage right away, and without any eyes to assist them with accuracy, they began to nibble and bite at whatever part of Zoe they could lock their little jaws on.
Angel's new scream sent her own spaghetti monster reeling backwards, crying out in pain. With the same pathetically sad feeling that always accompanies dropped food, the creature landed, spaghetti side down, onto the ground. Marinara splattered outwards across the dirt and grass. Its noodle body writhed uncomfortably with a gurgling sort of whimper. It seemed to be stuck, flopping around like a fish out of water.
For every noodle Chris severed, more seemed to appear. With the mighty dragon no longer offsetting its balance, the spaghetti monster returned to its original position and screeched louder than ever before. It pounded the ground angrily like a child throwing a tantrum. Before Chris could commence his charge, several noodles pludged into the earth, ripping out a large, car-sized chunk and throwing it at him.
Meanwhile, the four half-formed meatballs seemed to be pulsating. With each pulsation they grew bigger and bigger-- closer to their cow-sized predecessors. Their mouths neared their final form as far as wideness and teeth go. Without fully formed limbs, however, they were still stuck rocking and rolling around the ground behind the spaghetti monster that was fighting Chris.
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