Fallenreaper

Essence of the World: The New Age [CLOSED]

Geeze, I get on and see Syn and Wind's logged on then you're both off. :p Bad timing you two, so terrible.

The Relics

Roan Every bit of Roan seemed wild and untamed. Pain, hunger and worse all gnawed at his soul and his weaker mind sending it into restless fits. His stomach was sent into vertigo and seemed to choke him silently, leaping into his throat where it was caught churning relentlessly and refused to be denied. His hanging arms seemed to have no feeling anymore when the numbness set in. They were useless, dangling like dead weight against the stranger’s back who carried him though quiet alleyways and abandoned paths. Each step of the massive man was like rattling his very bones causing him to flinch with the pain. He felt the bandaged wound flare with fresh agony. More blood seeped, it stained the makeshift cloth used to bind his injury, only barely stoppering the flow downward. Roan felt his joints cracking and seize with a new wave of pain, one not found in the effect of his earlier encounter. Mostly because he knew all those had healed long ago. Something was wrong. He felt it in his very marrow, the way the joints seemed to creak and protest, and nape of his neck hairs rose in protest. They erected with fear that now pounded in his head plagued by a migraine. He could hear the subtle growl in his ears, not realizing it was his own voice reflecting a warning, stirring his mind from an almost dead state. This was different than before. It felt more desperate, frightened and...hungry. It felt like something was lurking within his body. The eyes watching and waiting, aggressively stalking to seize a weaken moment. Roan’s head jerked up. His eyes wide and alert, the pale hair already shifting into a darker, unnatural black. His skin itched and twitched, the fur starting to sprout while his muscles started to thicken. He reacted on adrenaline coursing through his veins. Before Markul could react and tighten his grip, Roan’s arms pushed off the tall man’s shoulder and tried to distance himself. Something was dead wrong, enough to force him to create distance between him and the man, uncertain what was going to happen. Crack...His bones started to abruptly shift when his foot hit the ground causing him crouch, his voice let out a yell in his surprise. This was happening far too fast much to his horror when already his tail surged forth, his right arm preventing him from smacking the ground muzzle first when it erupted out of his face. His razor sharp canine teeth glistened before his eyes set upon the first sound he heard. Something, large and scared, scrambled onto the nearest crate in its haste to escape. It twitched its scabby nose, whiskers sensing his presence, as its lips pulled its black lips back and reveal its oversize yellow teeth. It hissed causing Roan to belt out a snarl. In a flash he was on it. His fangs torn into the flesh, points sinking into the warmth and tongue coated with the rustic taste. Roan’s jaw held fast for a moment, feeling the high pitched, panicked squeal then tightened. Organs were buried into, spilling more precious and delicious taste, while the bones gave away to his crushing power. Killing it in his maw, his hands raised close to his snout sides. They gripped the limp head and back half, his teeth cutting through the thick, pulp body as he ripped the rat’s carcass’ ends down. It tore into two rather easily allowing him to slurp up the innards greedily. In Roan’s mind it all happened slowly when he savored the morsel. It wasn’t enough for him. His belly still clawed at his insides, demanding more. Instinctively his head lifted skyward. He noted the roof and the flutter of birds… his nose inhaled a familiar scent. More blood mingling with sweat and another odd scent. It was hard to place it as it smelt like old hide, though if his human mind was awake then he might’ve written it off as the butcher’s leather apron. His mouth salivated, the white glop dripped down. He gave no warning as his legs curled under him, the muscles tightened then snapped forward. Roan easily leap to the roof’s edge and scaled hand over hand, his body quickly rising higher. Every second seemed to tickle by in his need to feed. However to Markul, it was over in moments. The wolf had quickly ripped the rat into swallow-able pieces, devoured it, then vanishing to the roof in a single bound. Roan was following the scent of freshly drawn blood, his wound starting to mend itself, leaving his bloodied bandage behind.

The Relics

WHAT YOU SEE WILL TERRIFY YOU AND MAY SCAR YOU FOR LIFE, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

No...don't do it!!!

This was me, last night in the... chatroom!

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hep

Freeshooter92

Depending on what Mei and Darius do, I'm hoping help Alaira a bit. Though if this works, Free, I need Alaira to keep Lyn out of harm's way cause she will try to help Mei and Ssarak while they are fighting. With her lack of fighting experience...she's nothing more then sword fodder.

The Aesteria Chronicles

and I'm now all moved into my new apartment, so post should be coming tomorrow!

vietmyke

Can't wait!

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Currently waiting on Konan and Ryo on the Djarkel mission before I post with Lyn, mainly so I can safely sick the Teddy on someone/thing. Also, how's progress being made on the Roc mission? I'm wondering if you all need anything or direction? I don't want to step on toes, but I don't want Players completely lost and hesitate to ask for help from me in where they need to go or do.

Essence of the World: The New Age [CLOSED]

Fallen, I speak for myself but to me your opinion matters not because I want to cause any drama but because I want to avoid it. Me and a small group of others have been getting really impatient with this tempo and are ready to split off - something I want to avoid and would like to thus discuss with everyone so it doesn't look like anyone's betraying anybody else. Saying that, I can't keep them waiting forever either so I'll have to act if I don't get any response from anyone in the next few days.

Wind Wild

If that is what you and others feel has to happen, then I won't judge you. My whole problem is I don't understand or know why this is an issue. I am a GM and a player so I can relate to both problems on each end better then most. This is the first time I've seen something this small cause so much conflict among others. In addition while I would wish I wasn't stuck and the rp was faster, I see no reason to push my speed on others or complain. I know it doesn't solve anything but I also know silence doesn't either. A GM can only do so much with what they do know and how many agree, even if it's just through pms. Unlike Lucius, I've put blood, sweat, tears and more then I really should since I first joined back in Tears. I literally agonized over OP concerns for upcoming ideas for Emmet, consulted Arena/outside players to balance abilities, thrown out plots or ideas, and spent days to weeks (Even over a month) hashing out Lore dealing with essence. On top of that seeking loopholes which didn't break the world and all the time keeping it hidden. I'll admit part of me is depress that this might not come to fruition or even happen at all like many of my stories if interest is lost, namely cause Emmet's arc doesn't just affect key players but everyone. Human, Angel, Demon and even Chimera will feel the consequences of a series of actions set into motion by one individual. However, while I might be heavily invested, I don't want to make a hasty statement just because I have story I want to play out. Even as I'm currently stuck with both Emmet and Olivia. It's not fair to others in my mind for me to suggest something without knowing the facts first. Namely because I can adjust it if needed when I know ahead of time what I have to work with. Not to mention key factors like player amount, RL issues, the fact most these posts are collab and other things. Not to forget one key fact: a story always takes much longer when you have more then one "author" writing the tale. Either way I'm not here to get caught up in politics which is what I fear this will turn into. Since you need an answer now, I'll deliver one: I've always thought a two week limit for a post was reasonable. It's enough time to usually finish most Collabs, unless it's a holiday, yet faster then the current pace right now. It's a compromising middle for both speeds. Those who don't post, at least without notifying of upcoming problems, are free game to be removed to the side and that would leave the current player to continue on. On a side note, I feel much better. I tried to state things clearly, passively and reasonable so my statements merely say my view. I rather not continue them as while I didn't state it, I can understand other views and in no way am trying to force it on others. With that said, I've said my suggestion which ends my role currently.

Essence of the World: The New Age [CLOSED]

A quick note, I'm not ignoring this but I rather wait to hear others' thoughts on the matter. That way I know where everyone stands and can try to seek out a solution everyone will be alright with. Mostly before I say my view on the topic or suggest something for Essence. Mainly I rather not cause any drama if I can help it. Drama outside IC, for me as I can't speak for others, has never been fun and I had my fill in high school so understand I want to avoid this at all costs. I rather not chase off players after all and I'm sure no one else wants to either.

The Relics

I'll be posting Roan later tonight, moving him along.

The Aesteria Chronicles

Praise the baby Jesus I've missed this.

vietmyke

So has many of us. I see colors and have tasted the rainbow which it tastes like...Jellybeans! Damn those Skittle people have lied to me!