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With a heavy heart, I set sail.
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First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”
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Nocturnal Memoirs (2024)
"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
We have a RPer Appreciation thread?
This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it. (2016)
Another kind comment. (2024)
This is what makes it worth it. (2024)
I'm grateful for the ride. (2024)
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The golden-haired warrior sat at the edge of the treeline surrounding the shrine, taking measures to catch his breath. He looked up with narrowed eyes, head leaned back against the trunk. Despite his evident show for wear, Evelyn seemed unphased, not even out of breath. He had to wonder if she hadn’t been holding back. There was such strange skill in her movement, he struggled to keep up. Just the speed, nevermind technique…
He grumbled, rolling to relax on his side as Evelyn was introduced to Polaris. The exchange was entertaining, if anything.
The elf carefully eyed the challengers’ faces. “You misread me. I insinuated no such contempt. ‘Tis not my concern of the politics of other lands, just as long as we can all work effectively together.”
Her gray eyes glimmered as Wrensthav removed his trench coat, revealing a great collection of swords she could barely identify. Many of their makes were nothing like what she’d seen before. What was more noticeable was how well-maintained each piece of the set was. Only a truly devoted swordmaster would put such care into keeping everything in mint condition.
*"Please excuse me for my rudeness,"* Wrensthav began, unsheathing a heavy blade. *"Normally I would let Polaris go first, but I have been itching to see how different this places swordplay is."* The tip of his ribbed sword tapped the stone as Wrensthav took up a strange stance.
He seemed to almost smirk. *"Hope you caught a second wind, I'll be taking it away soon."*
Evelyn stifled a small amount of annoyance. He doubted her. Well, this was the perfect excuse to see his skill and magic up close. There was no way his manna was truly infinite. Maybe… maybe if she pushed hard enough, he’d reveal another facet of his power. The swirling gold tendrils surrounding his aura, she’d never seen such a pure form of… it seemed like magic, at least. She couldn’t name it.
“Fascinating…” She appraised Wrensthav with curiosity, slowly unsheathing her prized sword. It was of elven make, long and narrow and consisting of translucent, glass-like material etched with engravings down the blade. At different angles the blade’s inner fire changed hues of red-yellow to green-blue. The blade was a conduit of magic, able to channel and amplify anything its wielder so chose.
Finally getting serious, Evelyn took down her mage hood, shaking out short, silver hair. Widening her stance, she bent her back leg to allow for easy forward and back movement. She brandished her sword, blade raised at Wresnthav’s chest.
“Very well, Wrensthav. Let’s see if you have what it takes to beat me.” She flashed a grin, eyes sharp.
> “Everything’s going just as I foresaw. **We will exterminate the Lifers with one Harbinger of Despair and reclaim the last free city of man.** Then, my Child…” His eyes glimmered as a monstrous smile stretched his face. “Then, nothing will stop us.”
The Quote of Awesome that reveals Vrail's current plan. ;)
Urukhai: Sweet, feel free to start your post at the city in the IC timeline. That way you don't have to react to as much.
The dull and sudden thudding of batons echoed off the copper walls of the alley. It was agonizing moments before a little girl held up a gloved hand, tapping her white parasol on the ground. The crowd stepped back, eyes focused on the bruised figure of Will at their feet. She brushed them aside. “Enough. I will take it from here.”
The little girl patted down her dress, procuring a silver necklace from her pocket. She brought it around Will’s neck, holding the pendant’s emerald gem a moment before it began to glow. “He must be in restored health and comatose, or he’ll never survive a trip through Euceal Sii…” She paused, dark ruby eyes lingering on Will’s face. “... Or in humanity’s naïve terms, their ‘Dark Matter’.”
“Yes ma’am.” The crowd murmured.
She knelt by Will, holding a small, glimmering orb of Void in her hands. It sparked with electrical bolts of light before snapping out, expanding to envelope the two within it’s infinite depths. Just as quick, it collapsed, blinking out of reality and taking it’s voyagers with it.
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**Atlantis, The Director’s Laboratory | Minutes Later**
Deep below the highest skyscraper in Atlantis, The Director paced the spacious lab of his basement, leather heels clicking against the floor in cold impatience. In all normal terms he appeared human, wearing a tailored suit and gold cufflinks. He was in his late thirties and had short, styled dark blonde hair. To most he would seem almost beautiful, perfectly sculpted as he was. What wasn’t as comforting were his eyes. Cold and alien, the very sight was frightening -- Red iris eyes ringed with coal-black sclera.
It was only the Master himself inside his circular, steel-walled facility. Everyone else had been sent away -- he wished to be alone for this instant. To relish this moment of triumph, unrestrained.
The Void opened up in front of The Director, dispelling to reveal the little lady half kneeling, supporting Will’s upper body in her arms. She bowed her head, ruby eyes gracing the floor. “I have the Elemental, Father. Just as you asked.”
“Good, Aavi. You have my gratitude.” He spoke with a metallic tongue, slippery and warped as his voice sounded. “Everything’s going just as I foresaw. We will exterminate the Lifers with one Harbinger of Despair and reclaim the last free city of man. Then, my Child…” His eyes glimmered as a monstrous smile stretched his face. “Then, nothing will stop us.”
“Yes, Father.” Not once did Aavi meet his eyes. She stayed at his side, knowing he would have need of her again.
A table rose up from the unfolding floor, centering itself in the middle of The Director’s lab. Will’s unconscious body was laid upon it, hands and feet locked to the metal bed with solid bands of polycarbonate glass. Slowly, the effects of Void-traveling wore off Will, being absorbed and healed by the crystal about his neck. With his stamina, Will was no longer bound by comatose.
The Director eyed his captive, tilting the metal bed so the head was a couple feet higher than the feet. The ceiling directly opposite of Will clicked opened a sliding panel. A dark, metallic ray machine of some alien make descended from the above, seeming rather menacing with its ominous humming and glowing spear aimed directly at Will’s chest.
The Director patiently watched Will for signs of life. He wanted the Lifer awake for this part.
Nice to see you back, Urukhai. You still interested in playing? :)
> Hey guys, I have an interested a friend into this but he has a couple of questions. He essentially wants to be an enchanted suit of armour where the back story is that he is the abandoned guardian of a metal elemental, being constructed by the elemental as he was blacksmith. Is this okay? *-- GingerBoi*
Almost missed this one. ^_^" The first thing this armoured character reminds me of is a spin-off of Full Metal Alchemist. Except without the alchemy, heh. We are in need of fresh blood, and I would love it if they perhaps filled out the CS and PM'ed it to me. ;)
**Appling | Circus Area & Plaza**
The guards never delayed in their step, escorting the group quickly through the narrow streets of Appling. Citizens pressed themselves against the walls, avoiding eye-contact with the guards. The Elementals got mostly curious looks, albeit a few suspicious glances mixed in. As they neared the red tents looming a couple winding blocks ahead, ropes lined with coloured flags hung overhead their path. As the street opened to a large plaza they passed under a rusted metal banner with text written in elegant cursive:
**Circus of Wonders:**
*‘Everything You Can Imagine is Real’*
The guards led them to the largest tent of them all and the flaps billowed as a thin, tall man tastefully dressed came out to greet them. Yahtzee immediately recognized him, calling him the ‘Ringleader’. Quickly covering for their story, Yahtzee made a point to speak first.
The Ringleader eyed him, his face a carefully closed book. *"Yahtzee. Good to see you again. Take these friends of yours inside and we will find them an act to participate in. I will clear things with the guards while you get set up."*
Cora blinked, almost astonished. *This went… smoother than I expected.* As Cora walked passed the Ringleader, she stopped, turned and gave a dignified bow. “Thank you, Sir.” And she disappeared through the tent entrance Yahtzee drew aside.
The magnificent view inside the tent was… Well, magnificent. Anything you’d imagine at a circus, it was there. In all it’s glory and inexplainability. Cora, having only read about the circus in old textbooks was beside herself with awe.
Yahtzee paused for a moment, turning to them. *"We'll be safe here. Everyone's friends of mine."*
“This place is truly amazing. You used to work here?” Cora asked, lights gleaming in her pale eyes. “I’m grateful to you. We’ve found safety, if for a short time.”
Will had lapsed into silence a long while back, eyes distant and narrowed. Cora could only guess what he brooded about, but after a few moment of entering the tent he seemed antsy. He flashed her a smile that appeared almost forced. *"Hey, I'm just heading outside. I'll be back before you know it."*
Cora only watched him with worried eyes as he went back outside, her mouth empty of words. Did she upset him, somehow? The thought made her feel mildly bitter to herself.
She brushed it off as Yahtzee continued moving deeper into the tent, her voice tight. “Hey, wait up. I don’t want to get lost in here.” She grimaced, tailing behind their fire-wielder. “What’s the plan, Yahtzee? We can’t keep up an acting charade, I’m no circus performer…”
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**Circus Plaza | Outside Main Tent**
Will continued punching the air, not noticing a girl eyeing him from the nearby alley at the edge of the plaza. A few moment passed before the girl slowly edged herself into the light, evidently nervous. She was short, even for a kid. Her blonde hair was tightly tied in two pigtails that curled a couple inches past her shoulders. Her dress was a frilly rose colour, and she carried a small, white laced parasol.
“Mister? Hey, excuse me mister.” She said, stepping close enough that she had to crane her petite head to look up at Will. “Could I ask you a reeeeaaally big favour? You look like you know how to fight, and I… I…”
She trailed off, her big eyes shimmering with welled up tears. “My brother. The Trapeze men are bullying him again. They’re scary, violent, and I, I don’t know what to do.” She whimpered, her lip quivering.
The little girl pointed to the alley she emerged from, “They’re down there, and they have sticks this time. My dear brother…”
Awesome posts! I'm working on mine at the moment. =w=
> Well I'm flattered to have served as an inspiration to a great mind such as yours. :)
Haha, you're too kind. :3 Yahtzee, do you think for your next post you could describe the circus and move the group there? We're delving into your back story a little bit, and I think it'd be fitting if you led us through a bit of the registration. If you're up for it, that is.
> The ball is really rolling again
You know it, boss. Plot twist is coming up after registration. ;)
Will made a well-meaning attempt to bluff. *"We're looking for beds and food to heal ourselves for maybe a week or two. We've been through one hell of a trip."*
The chief guard shook his head, scoffing. “A likely story, one of which I ain’t prone to believe. What do you take me for, a fool? We’ve heard reports of Rockhill’s warehouse being broken into, the assailers’ description matching your group. A bunch of *aliens* disguised as kids. What did they say, the warehouse now has permanent water and fire damage? Holes blown through the walls?” He asked the lieutenant standing beside him.
“Yes sir,” The short lieutenant pushed up his circular glasses, speaking evenly. “They had similar abilities to the aliens we’ve previously encountered.”
The chief nodded, returning his untrusting gaze to Will. “See? Now what’s to say you’re all not the very thing killing humanity?”
Phil whispered in Cora’s ear. *"They don't seem to have high opinions of the Vygorn, maybe if you tell them the tr-"* A warning shot made Cora flinch, and Phil stepped back obediently. She furrowed her brow, wondering what message he had tried to give. Did he mean to tell the city-guard the truth? Alas, she knew the outcome wouldn't be pleasant if they already considered them aliens. The truth would warp in their minds. The time wasn't yet to reveal their true mission. But… what other excuse did they have?
Cora looked around with desperate eyes, trying to see another clue in the Elementals around her. She could feel their silence drawing out and the guards were anxious. They needed some ingenuity, something the deepest part of her couldn't fathom.
It was then Yahtzee maneuvered around her, taking the front position. He presented something small in his hands. *"Registered name, Alex Stone. Used name, Yahtzee.”*
The chief slightly frowned as Yahtzee spoke, but remained unmoved. Yatzee gestured to the group behind him. *"These are as of yet unregistered. Registration will commence after a successful interview with Ee-el Circus Of Wonders. An unsuccessful one will result in termination. Do we have your clearance and authority to pass?"*
Amused. “I certainly didn’t expect one of you to be registered. Hm… The Appling’s famous circus, eh? Is this true?” The chief said slowly, scanning the faces of their small group.
Cora chimed in, going with it. “Yes sir, we’re their new recruits. Yahtzee was tasked with, uh, finding the circus fresh talent earlier this year.”
The chief seemed to mull it over a moment more before sighing, raising his hand. “Lower your weapons, men. Open the gate!”
Cora breathed a sigh of relief, only registering then that her knees had been shaking the entire time. The great scrap metal gate creaked open, and they walked into the city as free, to-be registered citizens. Under their feet lay coarse cement, and above their heads were lines of pipe and irregular structures reaching the sky. The city smells were that of burnt metal and old urine, but despite it’s unpleasantness Appling had an air of welcoming.
The chief was waiting for them inside, helmet and goggles removed. He was a tall, dark-haired man with a face baked in the sun and lined with moderate age. The one thing untouched were his eyes, blue and sharp. He nodded to them. “Welcome to Appling. I’m Chief Serguson, military leader and first line of defense for our city.”
He barked out a command, and two guards joined him, holding their assault rifles in a relaxed manner while still having a finger on the trigger. The chief gestured to the group. “They are here to register with the circus. Be a dear and escort them in an orderly fashion.”
The guards nodded, one taking up a position at the rear, one at the front of the Elementals. The front man half-turned to them. “Follow me.”
Cora swallowed hard, staying silent as the guards marched them through the streets. Her heart still raced as they neared their destination. At any moment their story could fall through and they’d get locked up for falsified information. Maybe even destruction of property. Hell, she still had a food bar from the warehouse in her pocket. If they had been searched their journey would have already been over. So for now, she waited, eyes open to the city.
It's good to see you all still here! Thanks for joining our next round of Elemental awesomeness. Speaking of which, Yahtzee's given me a delicious idea I'd never come up with myself. Post will be up this weekend. :3
Haha, nice. You guys know each other IRL? Eh, we'll give everyone else some time to come back. Worse comes to worse, we can make this work with three people, and we could try recruiting again.
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