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7 days ago
Current Shout out to @Daxam for dropping that the new Vengence Saga is out. Legit the best midterm exam gift ever.
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2 mos ago
I've gone back to school, so responses are going to be slower than normal for the forseeable future.
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2 mos ago
"Show them I'm the judgement call, the one who makes a kingdom fall."
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4 mos ago
"But! I should have known better. Nothing ever stays dead..."
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6 mos ago
"There is no one in this room that can stand against me! The Hand of God be my witness, I am the Voice from the Outer World!"

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"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.

"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.

Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."

"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."

She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."

She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.

"You'll have to duel me for them."


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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute




Her breath caught when she felt the cold metal of a pistol against her temple.

"Put the heart down, and back the hell up if you want your friend to live," the guard said to Ellie in a rumbling baritone, digging the gun into Dream's head.

Dream squinted at Ellie, vision blurred as she tried to breathe. The heart, glinting in Ellie's hands.

The doctor, his face turning white every time she asked what would happen if they failed. Above all else, he said, they had to keep the heart safe. They had to, even if it meant...

She snarled, her boot stamping down on the guard's foot, a burst of light bruising the bone. He yelped, losing his grip. That's all she needed, and she tore away. But in her haste, she saw his free arm reaching for her, and she slipped on panicked feet as he pushed her off the railing.

She held back a scream, staring straight down into the boiling pit below. The guard wrapped a tight hand around her ankle, and Ellie could see Dream's other foot flailing; she restrained herself poorly from kicking the guard, desperately hoping she wouldn't die.

As her captor supported himself against the railing, his pistol pointed at Ellie.

"I'll drop her, I swear I'll drop her!"


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TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows Roleplay (2021)




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Deep, golden orbs stared back at her from within the cave.

God, she couldn't breathe.

He was monstrous. The ground trembled under her feet as his rippling, massive body exited the cave. Thunderous footsteps left cracks in the dirt, his breath sent waves of heat creeping over her skin. The transformation was slow, but it looked like something from a nightmare with the way his long teeth were bared.

A great and terrible roar sounded from his gaping maw.

She needed to run. Now.


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Academy 218 Roleplay (2014)

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"Come forth and heed my call, nine knives!" Wrensthav said. Evelyn watched with narrowed eyes as nine small blades swirled about their master. It was done almost subconsciously as her other hand reached out for another blade. Purple magic curled around her fingers as a Conjured sword materialized in her empty palm. It mustn't touch the ribbed blade, no. Evelyn smirked contemptuously. His technique almost made her envious. With how Wrensthav absorbed the magic in my other attacks, even just a touch would shatter my Conjuration. He's playing to disadvantages he shouldn't know... Wrenthav was right when he suggested their next exchanges would determine things. She had seen a great display of skill thus far, it wouldn't break her heart if Wrenthav managed to turn the tide on her. He was exactly what she needed for her epic quest; elegant warriors were a rare thing indeed! The asthetics were just as important to an elf, and she did enjoy reveling in superior company. But on every other level he frustrates me. She thought defiantly, refusing to forgive him for being so enigmatic. She twirled her blades loosely in her hands, leaving streaks of glitter in the air. "I do believe you're quite right, Wrensthav. Let's finish this and break for tea." The stone scraped under the ball of her foot as Evelyn sprang forward, snapping her blades against Bergecrest. The knives hovering about the billionblade swordsman attempted to pin a weakpoint in her barrage. Alas, Evelyn's combo-hit managed to swipe her swords in a way that several knives became sandwiched between the two blades as she parried Bergecrest's strikes. Evelyn grinned, ready to knock Wrenthav off his feet with one final hit. Out of her peripherals flashed two unaccounted knives, hooking about her blades in a way that the hilts tore free of her grasp. The force knocked her back; she had just enough time to realize she was falling with no way to catch herself. Two small blades stopped her fall with their hilts, hovering against her shoulder blades. Confusion crossed her delicate features as she hung there, apprasing the seven knives floating in a row inches from her throat. Wrenthav held Bergecrest's point at her head, savoring the final stance of their match. It was a flawless checkmate. "Damn. I'm impressed." Evelyn grinned, unabashed. "I formally welcome you to my fellowship, Wrensthav." Minutes later they paused for a brief tea break. Joining Mattien at the treeline, Evelyn sat the group in a circle as she summoned four chalices and a floating tea kettle. Steam rose from its spout as the kettle poured a dark, glittering liquid into each of the cups. Evelyn reached for one of them, blowing on the tea before raising it to her lips. Mattien stared at Wrenthav over his chalice. His eyes were a mix of awe and aprehension. "Where did you say you're from, traveller?" It was around that time another group made their way up the mountain to the shrine. They paused as they got within eyeshot, a single individual breaking off to apprach them. He was middle-aged, dressed in light armour, two shortswords strapped at his side. "Excuse us, we're looking for the battle mage who issued the 20,000 gold reward." "That would be me," Evelyn stood, gracefully stepping out to meet him. "I issued the poster. But alas, you and your kin are too late. I don't do well in large groups, you see." Upon receiving a dumb stare from the man, Evelyn continued. "Tell the innkeeper to take down the poster. I have all I need." Her pale eyes glanced back. "These three will do perfect."
Awesome post, Ginger!! These next couple scenes are gonna be a treat to write. =w=
Although who do you mean by 'you? Is that me or the king of jabs?
Both of you, haha. It applies to all of us. That is what I mean when you get to write a sequence. See how I combined Phil and Cora's powers to make a stunning lightshow? I'm sure you can think of some interesting combinations too. This is one of the few chances we'll really be able to experiment with using the entire main cast, so have at 'er~! @Yahtzee and @Jabking, which of you is posting next? :)
As the final show drew near, Yahtzee dragged them off with well-placed enthusiasm. "We need costumes and stuff. Come on. The changing rooms aren't far." Cora had a brief word with the circus’ tailor, letting him work on the garments she carried on her arm. He measured her with a bit of string, and returned fifteen minutes later with the outfit. Cora was the last to change out of the Elementals, presenting herself to the group in front a large, curved mirror. She wore a white, lacy blouse under a black, silver-buttoned vest. The sleeves were neatly removed and the half-stockings were changed for black, shiny leggings. Cora tried the high heels offered by the tailor, but shook her head. She opted for black slip-on shoes, finding them less painful. Her chocolate hair was brushed and slicked back, and around her head was a wreath of ice, giving her a more glorified presence. The pièce de résistance of her outfit was a silver masquerade mask rimming Cora’s pale eyes. With the slight addition of anonymity Cora felt stage-worthy. “How do I look?” She gave a cheeky grin, tossing her crowned head back dramatically. It was in fervent discussion the Elementals planned their act. Cora was feeling pretty confident by the time stagehands directed their trio into the main event’s spotlight. The Ringleader finished his brief yet alluring introduction, procuring many cheers from the crowd. “Nobody knows from where they hailed from but we do know this: What you see here may change everything that you believe. Introducing for the first time: The Elementals!" Yahtzee started first, sparking the audience’s interest with a sudden and bright silver flame. Phil sprinted along his steps of light, and Cora was quick to follow. As dry fog rolled in to cover the stage, the spotlight descended on Cora as Ice knitted out from her shoulders. Two gleaming, translucent wings extended upward in a great arc, moving with vibrancy and life. Cora became an angel, taking flight to circle the stage with Phil. Her wings barely moved as she drifted through the air. With a quick nod to Phil they moved to center stage, hovering high in the air. Cora raised her hands dramatically, creating a great, glimmering orb of Ice in front of them. The orb burst, covering the stage and audience in fine snow. It shimmered in the air, never quite falling to the ground. Phil was quick to bend Light through the millions of little reflective bits of snow, illuminating the tent in countless refracted rainbows. The crowed ooed and awed, rather stunned in their seats. Yahtzee shook his fists from the ground, acting offended that Cora and Phil stole the spotlight. This got several laughs from the audience. Yahtzee flourished his hand, drawing a freshly spun Fire sword from an imaginary sheath. Cora landed on the ground to his left, drawing her own sword of Ice. The two element opposites struck out at each other in time with the orchestra music. Each time their swords touched, a great shower of white particles rained off the blades as they hissed and spit. Cora playfully feinted, teasing the Hygron. He jumped and spun, creating a wave of fire Cora then shielded from with a wing. They continued back and forth, lighting up the stage as the snow faded away. The crowd cheered, clearly enjoying the display of otherworldly battling.
Okay, so I have Phil and Cora working together to make a light show, and then Cora and Yahtzee do a little sword skit. @Jabking, I want you to write next, then Yahtzee. You have the ability to combine powers however you like, just run it by us in the OOC first. If anyone wishes for my post to play differently, let me know. @GingerBoi123, I'll contact you soon about Will's entrance. :)
That would totally be a sweet plot twist! I'm currently developing my post -- will keep you updated. ^^;
Hehe, I'll try to have a post for you before this week is over. ^_^"
Sorry, sorry. I`ve responded to those PM`s, and I will have a post for you guys tonight. Because I notice no one`s really taking the initiative with truly making a circus scene, I shall go first. (Don't worry, before I post I'll run my ideas past you, and we'll go from there.) From that point, we`ll all take turns creating a full sequence -- @GingerBoi123 will go last since Will is going to be the destructive final finale, him and I will discuss more on that later. Did we have any ideas, suggestions? I notice Gilfred and Thema have been silent this whole time, shall we make them sacrifices?
@Yahtzee, would you mind moving the group in front of the Main Tent to the Dressing Room. I would like it if you offered new outfits to Phil and yourself. This is also where our characters will kinda plan out their act, and I had a game-plan for that. @Everyone: For the Grande Finale, I had the idea that we, as players, could all take turns puppeting the entire cast of characters on stage for their turn of the act. That way everyone can have a chance of creating a unique sequence of the act without having to wait for another player's response. If there are questions, let me know. But what do we think, mm? We will use the OOC to plan things out before posting IC-wise, because several characters will be involved in one player's post. :)
Atlantis | Director’s Laboratory Vrial smiled mockingly, crooning in a metallic voice. “You misunderstand me, youngling. I’ve no intention to kill you. That would be too simple. Not befitting of my grande part, you see. No, I’ve got something far more… satisfying in mind.” Will seemed to understand his situation. "You're... Vrail..." The ocean blue of the Hygron’s eyes were wide, frozen in dread. The alien curled a contemptuous smirk. He stood at full height, gripping his suit coat with snowy hands. “Ahh…” His sharp teeth flashed wickedly. “So you begin to know your place, my little Lifer. Now you may be useful.” The Director pulled out a small cassette-thing from the folds of his inner coat, clicking one of the buttons. The hanging ray machine behind him lit up, metallic parts whirring in their compartments as the spear-shaped apparatus powered up. “I have great plans for you. With such an Elemental under my control, I will wipe out the final shred of humanity’s resistance. Appling will be mine, and I will swallow Kyra’s soul.” He paused, dark shiny eyes glowing with hunger. “And you, Hygron. You will have the great honour of offering your Goddess to the King of the Void. And maybe…” Vrail softened his gaze, just slightly. He crooned his next temptation. “Perhaps in return... I will spare this solar system from emptiness.” The ray machine beeped, signalling it was ready to begin. ~~~ Appling | Plaza Alley The performer spoke smoothly. "Your friend wanted to practice alone for now. Please, come join him in the final act? You all came in together. Must have something special, yes? Big Finale? What do you say hmm?" Cora searched Craig’s gaze, narrowing her pale eyes. She had no idea if he was lying or not, even with her keen observational skills. There was something off about him, she couldn’t quite place it. But he didn’t give her enough evidence to justify pressing the matter further. Maybe Will really was just wandering about the circus, like she originally thought. He’s okay, we’ll meet up with him later. She thought assuredly. It was then Yahtzee joined her, just as all performers but Craig had slunk back into the woodwork of the circus. Cora flashed the Fire-tamer a grateful glance, removing her hand from the wall. She quickly explained the situation, letting Yahtzee know Will was still no where to be seen. Her tone was mildly sardonic as she gestured to the performer. “Mister Craig here claims Will’s practicing for the Finale, and wants us all in the acts.” She pressed her lips into a fine line, turning her full attention to Craig. “I feel something’s off, but I will believe you. We are guests here, and it would be… Hm, rude of us to not go along such a generous offer.” She grimaced, deciding to trust a fellow preformer. “Wha do we need to do?” ~~~ Circus of Wonders | Main Tent (Outside) The psychic eagerly accepted the five copper pieces, hiding them away within the folds of her dress. It was easy to notice her stare fall on the remaining two pieces Phil tucked away. But she remained silent, smiling ever-so knowingly at the Elemental. He seemed to pause. "Umm... by the way Madame la Faire, have you seen either a pissed off man wearing a fedora, or maybe some of the other... new circus members strolling around here?" She breathed in slowly, closing her eyes. “Aahhhmmm…” She snapped awake. As she looked expectantly at the crowds to their right, her other hand extended to the Hygron. She winked, beckoning to his last two coins with her fingers. On cue, Cora, Yahtzee and Craig appeared from the hordes of people moving among the spectacles. Both Hygrons had unreadable expressions, unaware of the Madame’s prediction. Cora’s eyes were distant, withdrawn. But the firm line of her jaw hid whatever insecurities she felt. As they neared, Cora gave a quick nod to the Madame before addressing Phil. “I’m glad you’re here. We’ve been invited to be part of the Circus’ Finale, if you want in we need to be at the Dressing Room. Have to find the right outfit for you first.” She said, gesturing for him to follow. “But we gotta hurry, m’kay?”
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