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Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

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Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I'm sick of having to beat my computer until it loads pads, I'm sick of waiting for it to load the MASSIVE pages that result from the deluge of this crap, I'm sick of waiting weeks between posts, waiting fifteen minutes to load the page, and then finding the post is so huge I don't actually have time to read it in one sitting, let alone respond. And it is faster. And we aren't just using it for isolated conversation, we're using it for literally everything. Even with the fight with the sins, which were technically isolated, if we went with separate collabs I wouldn't have been able to see or react to the other fight, which makes no sense. And if a huge group all does a big collab, why the fuck don't we just make the whole thing one big collab? It's the same damn thing, it's just an extra hoop my computer has to manage to leap through for the same result... I'm not doing it anymore, I can't do it anymore.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

yeah, Collabs are also the reason the RP has been so slow, the reason everything always grinds to a halt, and the reason it takes about a week between posts at worst... This is bullshit, and I'm not doing it anymore. We don't need motherfucking collabs for every goddamn post we make! Am I the only one that sees how ridiculous this all is?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I'm not doing another fucking collab ever again.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Grey watched his double, a stern, unreadable expression on his scarred face... He felt... Pity for his double. He reminded him of... Well, himself. His faults, but also his positives as well. he felt a flash of anger at his words, but... they were disturbingly similar to his own thoughts on the matter. And when he saw him turn, and cry out for his companion, he felt a twinge of sadness... However, he had to do what needed to be done... As he brushed past, he suddenly whipped around, drawing his emergency knife... There was one particular, glaring weakness in the standard-issue college guard's plate:There was a gap between the pauldron and the cuirass, on the rear side... He jammed his knife down through his neck, wrenching it between the back of his ribs and the shoulderblade. He then threw his arm around his neck, throwing him down to the ground...

He knelt down by his double, staring him down. "You will not speak of Athalus like that..." He said, his expression softening. "For what it's worth... I'm sorry. But I cannot allow you to harm them... You would do the same." He said, reaching down and grabbing a hold of his doppelganger's head, and ending his life with a simple twist. he rose, sighing quietly as he loosened his arm, and winced suddenly, his arm seeming incredibly sore... He was not aware, but he had overused his runes, and they had caused a bit of damage through overheating... He clutched his arm, looking around to the rest of the fights... All none of them. The only one still going was Athalus, but before he could even think of running to help the double had a bolt in his throat...

Mar. Mar was hurt. He began to walk towards her, scooping up his family shield on the way. He slowed down as he passed Leith, gently placing his hand on his shoulder... "Listen..." He started, sighing deeply... "If something like this ever happens again... Please, listen to me..." He didn't blame Leith for his mistake by any means, and his tone was not angry, just... weary. he continued on his way, kneeling down beside her, nodding to the guide... He was glad he was alive. "Is... is there anything I can do to help?" he asked.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Something, something, something.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

So, I feel like Grey and his copy(for simplicity's sake we'll call him Sloth Grey) are just going to sit there and go. "So. Do I like being me?"

"Yeah, it's pretty nice."

"Good. Good."

@Rtron

"Hey, when this is over you wanna go hit the pub?"

"Sure! Shouldn't take long..."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Alaira Taenn

Alaira's hunt was soon interrupted by a ghoul... and at that exact moment, as she rushed towards the underbrush, she was hit with a spike of pain to her mind as she felt the psychomancer's influence... Yet, it was nowhere near as awful as it had been the previous day. No more painful than a wound taken in battle, actually. Before she could ponder that, however, she was warned of the ghoul, leaping towards her... She spun around, smirking as the creature leapt onto her... and her knife. "Nice try..." She said, mockingly, twisting the knife before kicking it to the ground. It's scrambling was quickly silenced with a mace to the skull...

Grey Onyx

Grey sighed... So unreasonable. If it was true this was a copy, he knew, much to his own chagrin, that he should be easy to mislead. Several other truths could likely be assumed, as the doppelgangers own words proved. Even though it was an evil reflection, he seemed to care for the other doppelgangers. "Do you really think I still care about those fools? They constantly ignore my orders, go off at random, and fail to impress any time I rely on them for anything. I can wait here all day... But can you? I can see your Mar fight, totally useless, too bothered to make a proper attack. And Athalus is tricky, he'll find a way to win one-handed and unarmed... You might get Leith, but can you really afford to trust them by themselves? What will you do if you let two of them die?"

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Grey heaved, still leaning to the cart for support as he finally managed to calm himself. It was alright, the creature was dead... Nothing could survive what he did to her... But he knew somewhere in the back of his head that he shouldn't have been able to... obliterate her head so completely with his fist alone, even with repeated blows. But there were more pressing concerns, such as diffusing a potentially nasty situation before his allies decided to turn on him.

Of course, he would find an even more pressing concern, as some... animate blood formed into a near-perfect copy of him, right in front of him. He gasped in shock, stepping back against the cart at the sight... He shuddered, shaking his head as he quickly regained his composure. A doppelganger? Ha, that was far from the most disturbing thing he'd seen in the last ten minutes alone. "Very well... I'm not fighting you." He said to his counterfeit, shaking his head once more. "You know as well as I do that I know all your tricks, and you know all mine. It's pointless." He said, glancing to his allies...

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Although on the other hand, this IS magic.