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Current Sail on a sweet silver mist

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Player; DK
Age; 23
Sex; Male
Occupation; Air Force
Location; Alnilam
Race; Rakshasa

Dead men tell no tales
So listen to this story from a whale
She sailed the silver river
But only found a purple butler
There was a grey parrot, and the crane both agree
That the turtle should search for the one manatee
Now you see your monster
Or maybe your insanity
The pirate needs more ales

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Soggy Bones


"Go King Bowser!!" Soggy quickly quieted himself after the outburst, but it was hard for any of Bowser's troops not to adore him. He was the most powerful being in the kingdom. How that puke Mario manages to win the princess is simply beyond all odds. There had to be some higher power at work there. Anyways watching Bowser throw the rampaging Goomba King back was quite impressive to watch. If a duel were to go down now, it would be quite a show. Although with all of these other noobs in the party, they probably wouldn't know to let Bowser have his fight. Mario just had to hit everything with that hammer, and the others looked like they were itching for a fight.
Sounds good to me, I might add Lila untangling Echo to whatever post we continue on with, so it's not just two lines. With all these monsters fighting this monster, I think it's safe to say he's taken care of.
Grey continued to push on. The heat was too great to stop. He noticed out the corner of his eye the girl nod to his offer. It looked like she was on the verge of tears too. Heat this intense and wires these cruel were enough to drive him to tears. He was used to hardship and pain, but some people weren't and some people shouldn't be subject to it. He got angry at whoever was making them go through this. He saw the others on the end helping some, but he knew they went through it too. This was ridiculous. He kept barreling through the wires with a determined anger in his eyes. The barbs tearing through his flesh did little to stop. Adrenaline was pumping through him and nothing was going to stop him at this point. The heat was burning his feet with every step, but his steps didn't get lighter. The nightmare room and the this hallway were more than any of them needed to deal with.

He emerged from the final barbs that the others helped hold out of the way and continued on to a nearby wall. The adrenaline that built up from the pain itself and realising that someone was putting them through this had reached remarkable limits with him. With an angry roar, he reared back and slammed the wall with the palm of his hand. He left it there and began to breathe more calmly. The cuts and burns that should've scarred terribly began to wither away to nothing within minutes. He faintly heard the girl that followed him give a thank you. It was a little odd, but as he calmed himself his eyes began to water. A lot of emotion was running through him and controlling all of it wasn't easy. He turned back to your and gave a quiet, "Your welcome", himself.

He stood up straighter again and noticed that there was another person he hadn't met yet. Actually he didn't even know the girls names yet really. He only knew Ricardo. Fortunately Camilla gave an introduction for herself and opened the topic of finding everyones names. The new boy quickly began writing in his book. He must have been Ahny, then this girl must have been Abby. He wondered if it was short for Abigail, but depending on her introduction he would find out. Grey began to read the writting once Andy was finished. It was a little odd, but all of there speech was a little weird to him. "Well, it's nice to meet you Andy. I guess you understand us by reading our lips. I met another deaf before. Although his was because his ears got cut off. Nasty business, sorry. It's nice to meet you as well Camilla. I'm glad to see you made it. My name's Greyken Rest, but Grey will be just fine."
Are they interacting with Goron gang?
The Knight


The Knight began to wake up from his strange nap. At least he thought it was a nap, but he was really sore. He tried to move his neck around and it had a major crick. He tried to bring a hand up to rub it, but his arm wouldn't move. He looked down to realize that his arm was trapped under something seriously heavy. As he began to look around he noticed that he was nowhere he remembered in fact he couldn't remember much of anything.

He looked around the area more intensely trying to figure out what was going on to him. It looked like he was in some sort of forest, and their were people being pinned to trees. He was pinned to a tree. Why couldn't he remember how he got there? 'Ok, just think for a moment, my name is The Knight and I was... Why isn't there anything else? What type of name is The Knight?' He continued looking around trying to find answers. From the looks on the others faces and The Queens reaction it seemed they didn't know much either.

There seemed to be another strange man around. He looked weird though, not in his looks persay, but in that it was sort of hard to see him. Somehow the others felt vaguely familiar, but not him. "Hey you! The one not trapped under trees. What's going on here? Are you really there?"
As the fighting had obviously slowed and the crew began to cheer with the disappearance of the Espers, Jack figured now would be a good time to take a break. He was supposed to be off anyways, but then this happened. He dismissed the team of engineers that were supposed to be off at the time and left the others to continue slowly working on what could be done to keep the ship working as best it would.

It had been several hours since he ate, so the cafeteria was definitely his next stop. The cooks rolled their eyes as he entered the cafeteria. They all knew his ability to clear the line and today he was looking to build up a very nice food coma. He was looking forward to getting a few hours of sleep after eating.
"Oh Yeah!!" Soggy verbally expressed his excitement at being told to stay in Toad Town. It didn't take him long to form a plan of his own in his head. 'Ok, so I just need to beat a few of those freaks up and keep them as a trophy for Boswer, basically proving I did something. Then I can go hit the potion shops and hang out until Bowser returns, which will take who knows how long. I'm gonna get paid to drink!!' As the others began to leave, Soggy slipped out as well heading to Toad Town to enact his plan. Unfortunately, the guard and the koopalings already cleared everyone away.

"BAAAAGH!" Soggy was shocked at the horrid scene. It was truly a sight that he couldn't behold. "Why not me. You should have taken me!" He cried kneeling before the the burnt scene of the potion shop he had just left earlier. "I should have never left you." He said as he held a charred pillar that was beginning to crumble. The pillar fell to ash and Soggy took a drink of his potion. 'Well, I guess there's no one around anyways and I need to get paid. Perhaps I'll just follow Bowser until I find those freaks again. I need to make them pay for this mess.' Soggy proceeded to slyly follow the group anyways. Although his definition of sly was very loose, he just had to not annoy Bowser anytime soon. Hopefully he could accomplish that. Although if Bowser had already heard the drama Soggy just gave, he probably would already be thoroughly annoyed.
@Lugia
Not sure how much this matters, but I have seen posts that speak in the first person get easily overlooked. I don't know if some just don't like it and tend to overlook it, or if it really is easy to forget things then. The first person tends to have a lot of pronouns which are vague and can lend to forgetfulness. Don't know if it would help, but just an idea.
As Alex reached the floor below, he began to help the others through the window as well. The last thing they needed was to lose someone to a simple accident. His guilt would have driven him mad if that happened while knowing he could have helped it. As everyone made it into the lower room, he bent over and rested on his bent knees, easing the muscles in his legs. He began to try and regain control of his labored breathing and erratic heart rate. Getting a grasp on the reality of the situation didn't exactly make that easy, especially the reality of having left someone behind. Yuriya began to joke in the tense moment, lightening the weight of the mood, at least successfully for him.

"Dang it. I was to busy to look, but if you were eager..." He trailed off as he saw a glance that sent a chill up his spine. He had a feeling that finishing off that statement would put him in more danger than he was in upstairs. The glance fortunately faded off though and he found his breathing becoming easy again.

His attention wandered to the sink nearby. The overflowing water seemed rather weird to him. The drain seemed to be clogged and water was beginning to run onto the floor, but what concerned him was water had just begun to overflow. If the water were running for a while the whole area would be mixed with water, but it was just reaching the edge now, like it was waiting for them. This left him feeling very on edge, like the room was a trap waiting for them. "Umm Shizune, should we move quickly? I'm getting a really bad feeling about this room."
Echo nodded in agreement to the battle plan as he followed Cyrano and Fazra down the hall. A new knight and a spiderwoman came into view first and moments later a very eerie man appeared as well. He appeared to be badly injured or at a closer look quite definitely dead. The nature of his movements were probably magic, but nonetheless they were certainly lethal. With Cyrano, Fazra and the knight all facing it, there was little room for his to actively engage as well. He laid his door off to the side, making it easier for him to possibly maneuver his way into the fight.

He noticed the spiderlady leave a strand of silk across the dead guy as she gloriously lept over him. He saw that she planned to do this more times. He decided that he would try to help her. He quickly made his way around behind Fazra and grabbed onto a loose piece of the web. It was very odd though, because it didn't let go of him. Even though the silk was stuck to his hand he figured there was nothing he could do about it now, and began to run around the dead guy. As he made his way to any of his allies he would wait for a break in their action, before sliding or diving passed them to keep them from getting ravelled up as well. As more silk fell around he quickly grabbed them and contiued his rounds. He had no trouble hanging onto the threads, in fact that seemed to be slowly becoming a problem.
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