Banned because it's just over a fortnight until my one-year-anniversary.
Banned for ninja'ing me.
Banned for ninja'ing me.
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Hey, there. Myst here, as you've probably guessed. Can't exactly write in other people's bios, can you? But, you're probably reading this for a reason, so I'll get to it.
I prefer high-Casual and Advanced games, in a medieval, fantasy or sci-fi setting, because that's the sort of nerd I am.
I'm a thinker - I've thought a lot on certain things, and am firm in my beliefs. So you could ask me what I thought about a good few things and I could give a well-reasoned answer. Or a less reasoned answer based on my morals.
TheCharactersOfMyst - This is my storage for past and present characters, and where I might occasionally go for nostalgia and/or recycling a character I've used before.
I prefer high-Casual and Advanced games, in a medieval, fantasy or sci-fi setting, because that's the sort of nerd I am.
I'm a thinker - I've thought a lot on certain things, and am firm in my beliefs. So you could ask me what I thought about a good few things and I could give a well-reasoned answer. Or a less reasoned answer based on my morals.
TheCharactersOfMyst - This is my storage for past and present characters, and where I might occasionally go for nostalgia and/or recycling a character I've used before.
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Banned because you're only four days old.
Does everyone have their tickets?
"Omestris is the heritage that was nothing but a curse. I am not one of you."
Somehow, when Oren heard those words, it stung in a way he hadn't expected. He himself was disconnected from his culture, in a way that couldn't be reversed, but to hear Ziotea say that, in so casual a tone... it shook his core. He blinked, twice, three times, as the shorter Inquisitor walked away. He took some deep breaths. Yes, he could see where she came from. But it only made him feel all the more alone. He sighed, before setting off into the tunnels himself.
Eventually, he came across a partially collapsed tunnel, exposing it to the open air. He sat down on a pile of rubble, lost in thought. Did his Aspect really want this? This kind of knowledge could kill him if the wrong person found out, if he confided in the wrong man. But not knowing, shoving it to the rear of his thoughts and forgetting it... that seemed just as dangerous. And the secret would not be so hard to keep, with the impending voyage to El. He was somewhat withdrawn among even his own Warband, let alone the others.
In the quiet, he could feel the pounding in the back of his skull all the more strongly. Oren grimaced. It had been going on for about an hour, now. Glancing side to side, he drew his knee up to his chest, and reached into his boot. Taking out a syringe and a vial, he fitted them together, before jabbing the point into the crook of his wrist and pushing down the plunger. When he pulled the needle out, he used a small bit of ether to heal the mark, and then concealed the two pieces once more.
That task done, Oren looked up at the sky. Unlike in Magnagrad, the sky was clear, here. Unfettered by the smog of the city. The deep indigo expanse was dotted by the occasional bright point of light. Each one a star. His mind went back to Syddon-Mar. Was it really what the old woman said it was? A prison and tomb for a forgotten god?
He felt fatigue wash over him. For all his training, the trials ahead seemed insurmountable. And only time would tell if those trials would become easier or harder. As the drug took effect, he closed his eyes, and let his troubles float free. He'd reflect on all of this later. He needed a break for now.
Somehow, when Oren heard those words, it stung in a way he hadn't expected. He himself was disconnected from his culture, in a way that couldn't be reversed, but to hear Ziotea say that, in so casual a tone... it shook his core. He blinked, twice, three times, as the shorter Inquisitor walked away. He took some deep breaths. Yes, he could see where she came from. But it only made him feel all the more alone. He sighed, before setting off into the tunnels himself.
Eventually, he came across a partially collapsed tunnel, exposing it to the open air. He sat down on a pile of rubble, lost in thought. Did his Aspect really want this? This kind of knowledge could kill him if the wrong person found out, if he confided in the wrong man. But not knowing, shoving it to the rear of his thoughts and forgetting it... that seemed just as dangerous. And the secret would not be so hard to keep, with the impending voyage to El. He was somewhat withdrawn among even his own Warband, let alone the others.
In the quiet, he could feel the pounding in the back of his skull all the more strongly. Oren grimaced. It had been going on for about an hour, now. Glancing side to side, he drew his knee up to his chest, and reached into his boot. Taking out a syringe and a vial, he fitted them together, before jabbing the point into the crook of his wrist and pushing down the plunger. When he pulled the needle out, he used a small bit of ether to heal the mark, and then concealed the two pieces once more.
That task done, Oren looked up at the sky. Unlike in Magnagrad, the sky was clear, here. Unfettered by the smog of the city. The deep indigo expanse was dotted by the occasional bright point of light. Each one a star. His mind went back to Syddon-Mar. Was it really what the old woman said it was? A prison and tomb for a forgotten god?
He felt fatigue wash over him. For all his training, the trials ahead seemed insurmountable. And only time would tell if those trials would become easier or harder. As the drug took effect, he closed his eyes, and let his troubles float free. He'd reflect on all of this later. He needed a break for now.
Banned for making me uncomfortable.
@Mae
Broken Seals
>Aaron looks up to see Luciel panicking. He pulls out a flask of whiskey and passes it to Luciel. "Drink. No use in getting scared."
>He then proceeds to continue scavenging.
(Spend the DT)
Overload
>Jamie darts forward to B8, and stands in wait for Dan's verdict. If he fails, she should be agile enough to shut it down herself.
Darkstone
>Xander waits for Scrooge. He decides that he might as well scavenge in the dirt in the meanwhile. As he does, he also gets a sense that whatever awaits them here, deep in the mines, can take advantage of their fear. He frowns, determined to shake off some of that feeling.
@Majoras End@Scarescrow@PrinceAlexus We can each spend a DT in order to stop the boss from getting Dread buffs. It currently has two - and I believe Xander has 1 DT right now. So could we get rid of one, please?
Broken Seals
>Aaron looks up to see Luciel panicking. He pulls out a flask of whiskey and passes it to Luciel. "Drink. No use in getting scared."
>He then proceeds to continue scavenging.
(Spend the DT)
Overload
>Jamie darts forward to B8, and stands in wait for Dan's verdict. If he fails, she should be agile enough to shut it down herself.
Darkstone
>Xander waits for Scrooge. He decides that he might as well scavenge in the dirt in the meanwhile. As he does, he also gets a sense that whatever awaits them here, deep in the mines, can take advantage of their fear. He frowns, determined to shake off some of that feeling.
@Majoras End@Scarescrow@PrinceAlexus We can each spend a DT in order to stop the boss from getting Dread buffs. It currently has two - and I believe Xander has 1 DT right now. So could we get rid of one, please?
Banned because Alexus isn't in this thread.
A Few Darkstone More
>Xander, shaking the water off of the strap, secures it to the loops of his jeans, before tucking his gun into it. (Equipped, basically)
Broken Seals
>Aaron scavenges in the ash.
>Xander, shaking the water off of the strap, secures it to the loops of his jeans, before tucking his gun into it. (Equipped, basically)
Broken Seals
>Aaron scavenges in the ash.
Banned because requirements are required.
@Mae
A Few Darkstone More
>Xander, seeing something glimmer in the water, steels himself and draws his pistol, before wading towards whatever hides beneath the surface.
Overload
>Jamie sidesteps between Dan and Harold, and peers into the darkness ahead.
Broken Seals
>Aaron, sweltering from the heat, pulls off his jacket and stuffs it into his bag. He can put it back on later. Then, he strides forward to B4. He spots the glow of the lava before he sees it, and points the areas out to his companions, indicating the center and the corners in turn.
>"I'd advise not getting too close to the walls unless you're feeling dextrous - you'd be hard-pressed to avoid catching alight. The middle of the room should be okay if you need to get across, but you shouldn't linger. Step around those spaces where possible."
A Few Darkstone More
>Xander, seeing something glimmer in the water, steels himself and draws his pistol, before wading towards whatever hides beneath the surface.
Overload
>Jamie sidesteps between Dan and Harold, and peers into the darkness ahead.
Broken Seals
>Aaron, sweltering from the heat, pulls off his jacket and stuffs it into his bag. He can put it back on later. Then, he strides forward to B4. He spots the glow of the lava before he sees it, and points the areas out to his companions, indicating the center and the corners in turn.
>"I'd advise not getting too close to the walls unless you're feeling dextrous - you'd be hard-pressed to avoid catching alight. The middle of the room should be okay if you need to get across, but you shouldn't linger. Step around those spaces where possible."
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