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Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon.
9 yrs ago
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Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon.
Never been to India. What's it like?
As for the Alicorn Mockeries... It makes sense that the Wedding Party would keep them rather streamlined and simple; Largely because they are not keeping the things for themselves. Since the current plan for the Alicorn Mockeries is to hand them over to a more campaign, battle focused splinter cult of the Cult of Laughter it leaves them open to customization.
The way I see it, the Wedding Party serves as a recruitment band for the Cult; Gathering together groups of ponies, demons and undead is something that not all of the different warbands and sub-cults of the Cult of Laughter either have the time or skills to do, therefor logically there would have to be those that dedicate themselves to the pursuit of winning over ponies, summoning demons or in the case of the Wedding Party, raising the dead with the full intention of hoofing the results over to another warband.
So will you be posting again Kapuchu? It's been a while I think... Unless I missed you posting recently in which case I really should look closer at stuff.
An Alicorn Mockery looks quite a bit more... monstrous according to Yorick, but s'okay. Just wanted to make sure that it was sewn together rather than anything else.
Every Alicorn Mockery is made with a goal in mind. Besides, a lot of them is hidden underneath a tailored made suit/wedding dress.
So Kapuchu, how have you been? I haven't talked or seen you for a while now.
Torrential didn't judge as his companion broke into tears, unable to decide between himself and the sister that she had already sworn herself to the service of. Instead, he nodded his head and simply said "Okay. I am sorry for causing you such distress due to my own selfish desire. I do still have more to teach if you're willing to learn... In fact..."
Looking down at the mud in front of them, Torrential reached a hoof out and started to focus as he started to draw shapes in the mud. The first one started off as a straight line, but as his hoof reached the top of the line he draw another line diagonally down to the right, creating an ᛚ shape. A little distance way from the first rune, he started to draw a second one in the mud. The second rune looked very similar to a capital R with the differences being that it was all a single, unbroken straight line that never quite touched itself, making it a ᚱ shape.
The last rune he wrote down was the only one of the two that had to parts to it. It started with a simple < before he raised his hoof and placed it just a little ways away from the center of the first one, drawing a > so that the two of them were close enough to make an image but not to be touching.
Once he was done drawing the runes, he turned to Star Dancer with a warm smile on his face. "Now these I highly doubt you've ever seen these before. But before I tell you what these mean, I want to ask you a riddle; I hold no magic, but I am magical. I hold no shovel, but I shape worlds. I hold no sword, but I can grant immortality. What am I?"
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Blue Skies
As the last of the wagons started to roll away with a general air of good cheer Blue Skies was peaceful with its empty streets as its church bell rang out over and over, the only noise that dared break the otherwise silent village.
A single pony dressed in their finest rang the church bell constantly without the need for food, rest or sleep as their dead gaze remained as focused on the task as the fixed smile on its face. The church itself was packed with members of all three of the tribes of all ages, sizes and lifestyles, sitting or standing together in a silent harmony that would have resulted in a complete and utter purge by the zealots of the Moon and Stars even under normal circumstances. The Wedding Party had done their work well, if it wasn't for the fact that no one was breathing or their gaze had faded over in death there were few actual signs that any pony was dead.
All eyes were focused on the alter, where an undead priest stood in his silent vigilance over the two ponies in front of him. Both of them stood well over the height of the average pony, rivaling if not bypassing the heights of the fabled alicorn sisters Celestia and Luna. One was dressed in a tuxedo that had quite clearly been tailored around his huge but somewhat misshaped body, a trio of horns coming out of his head while four pairs of wings rested against his sides. His counterpart and other half was dressed in a pure white wedding dress that had likewise been tailored around her two pairs of wings, her five horns sliding between the Groom's own horns perfectly as the two of them shared a kiss that could very possible last forever if they were left to their own devices.
Sooner or later a different subsection of the cult of laughter would swing by and pick up its promised army of new recruits. Or maybe the monsters of the Moon and Stars would discover what had happened in Blue Skies and destroy the town before the Cult could arrive. The Wedding Party didn't know and frankly didn't care for the outcome. As far as they were concerned, they had created a perfect moment in time. While it was the nature of such moments to be fleeting, all you had to do was enjoy it while it lasted.
I am sorry that I haven't been posting anything recently. My life has sort of picked up, gone to hell and then has since had trouble deciding between the two states of being.
I'll get something up tomorrow.
At some point in the Nur'xal's history, they were visited by the 'Scaleless Ones' (Pretty much some of the races from the prior cycle... expect Krogon) who enlightened several Nur'xal tribes about the 'Void Gods' (Reapers) and the threat they posed. They didn't have one of Liara's Black Boxes but they had put together something that gave a fairly decent idea of what the Reapers did (Using the Mass Effect to trick races into follow a path that they can easily reap, the corrupting nature of Reapers and their technology, Husks, ect.) and the fact that they were waiting somewhere in the blackness of the void, prepared to wait for the chance to strike.
While the original tribes that learned this would be wiped out during the 200 year long First Crusade, they left enough behind for the victors to acknowledge the threat and figure out a way to prepare for it. The arrival of the Void Gods is considered to be Nur'xal version of Ragnarok; The battle to end all battles that will either reshape their way of life or end it outright if they are too weak to win.
yes I know. but one box while it may hold information on it, depending on who the person it is who is being told may call you crazy for bunch of flying space squids going around and killing everything....(It is weird when I say it like that)
But yes you can know doesn't necessarily mean the entire galaxy knows. For many reasons. For some it may be like a story or a movie, or something (not sure people would believe that but then again I am friends with many an idiot who are Kelso Levels of stupid) . English may not be a language at this point, so we may have guide to killing said squids but we may not understand it. ( on the subject of a common language just assume there is one at this point.)
I am not saying you can't have one even understand it, just find a way that realistically you know these things. (I realize as I said that I was talking about flying squids before...) If you do that then you can be the herald of the up coming galactic Apocalypse and no I while it may seem sarcastic I am serious you can be the only one that knows anything at this point if the reason is good enough. if not well you still got a cool box...that's a plus right? that shows a blue lady and a squid. and you can do what you want with it, research it, use it as a foot stool, go to other players and do a thing with them with it.
The Nur'xal have a prophesy of the so called 'Void Gods' that will try to trick them with gifts of power and technology so that they can slaughter them all with ease. It's kind of way they are so xenophobic about alien technology.
Also as to a council sanctuary I will allow that. All council races plus krogan and Aquarian are here. But they will minor npc. They may come up in events and give you some gifts if you help them out. Also once the last people put in their votes I will be able to give out the starter mods and perks.
I suspect my people won't be regarded nicely by council races :p
I believe we are in the same boat in that regards, you filthy heathen.