Fallenreaper

The Relics

Do I have to download mibbit to use the IRC channel that's listed on top of the page?

@LiverisGood

I've never had to as I use mibbit by using the browser. Also, hey LiverisGood and long time no see. What happened to you?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

That's good, I gue-oh dear god!

*gets pounced*

Hey Fallen, long time no talk!

@Lucius Cypher
@Fallenreaper

@Leon5431

*purrs*

What happened to you? RL swallow you up?!?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I see you're still terrorizing the souls of your followers Lucius.

@Leon5431

Leon!!!! *pounces*

The Relics

Wow. That last IC post was big. I can only assume it was because three of you were all working together to make that post?

Also a question for when I make my first IC after being accepted: Should I go through anyone to make sure it's okay, or just post it using my own judgement? I won't be including anyone else's characters in my first post, other than possibly the general/whoever-he-was one of the older RPers had mentioned before.

@Teknonick

I'm assuming you mean Roan Adonis, my PC? Though to be honest, more connections the better when it comes to IC. It helps drag your PC into the story really, otherwise you're trying to play that awkward stage of getting to know PCs and that can serious cause massive problems.

Oh no, I'm not accepted yet. I have to go through fallen I think. I remember a few changes she wanted. Once we get home I'll jump on the IRC to hopefully talk about it and make the changes.

@Teknonick

I'll try to be on the chatroom sooner.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hey Luna.

And what's the information on the Roc mission? >_>

Yoshua171 vs Fallenreaper

Time is ticking...

Middle's head rose, Right's fury pacified for now, as he studied the man before him. His body pulled back and released the man, enabling him to rise upright and allow the mortal to leave. Middle felt pity for the flower that died and crumbled like stone, petrified by Left's stirring. A memory of stone flowers, demons, and a rock wasteland erupted in Middle's memory recalling the rare times Left's power had been placed into effect. The destruction was painful to watch while the recovery had its own price increasing his need to be here.

Right snarled in warning, believing the past was meant to be forgotten while he looked over at Left. Thankfully the head was still slumbering and Right inhaled, comforted by that fact. Middle however locked eyes with the man and sought to retain balance, his four legged stand kilted off by the missing forearm as he noted the confused look. It seemed communication went one way as he could understand the human, but failed to speak the human's language fully. Born and raised in hell had its disadvantages when it came to interaction with anything beyond hell origins.

Sulfur and heat reached his nostrils, making Middle's head tilt downward to see the source. Fire edged from the man's feet and grass blackened, crumbled up and died on the spot making Right snarl aggressively at the intruder. His ears pushed to his skull at all three feeling the pain rippled across their core. Right tried to seize control even when the man's words tried to command his magic, the element's ears deaf to his words, increasing Right's anxiety.

Middle's glare was all it took to reel Right back and preventing him from shoving their body forward to attack the man once again. His teeth bared slightly in warning and quelled his younger head into order. He might've been the least violent, but not the weakest out of the three. His head returned to the man's words and held no hatred, merely pity for the strength he was burdened by. Each being on Heaven, Surface, and Hell were intertwined in destiny's endless chains. Unable to escape the forces driving them and never fully understanding why they were chosen in the end. It was merely fated. His thoughts were interrupted when the human's expression seemed to fall at his failure, speaking about it and finally rushing off.

The Middle head watched the man's body start to disappear out of his sight. His eyes turned back to the flames growing and filling his Eden as his head shifted to Left. Inwardly, he hoped the man hurried else they all would suffer the result. In the man's retreat, Middle spoke and his worlds rattled Eden's air in the human's wake, “ Kita sa matag tambong sa atong kaugalingon nga kapalaran ug sa katapusan , mahimo nato ang magadala niini.”^*

Seeing the flames flicker and grew, Middle and Right settled on Left's head scrunched. The man's time was drawing close before Left woke and while Middle knew it would stop the destruction, the price was too high. His eyes shifted upright to spot the runes engraved in Eden's walls glow.

^{*We each tend to our own destiny and in the end, only we can bear it.}

Essence of the World: The New Age [CLOSED]

<Snipped quote by yoshua171>

First post was 1st September so today is the 2nd Sept.

@Wind Wild

I knew it was fall but couldn't recall why or how I knew that. XD In addition I think it's a Friday, as Emmet was scheduled to pick Olivia which he does every other weekend and she was in school. >_>

Essence of the World: The New Age [CLOSED]

Really quick question. Are we on to the second day?

@Themerlinhawk

Yes, first IC day Olivia was kidnapped. :p

Yoshua171 vs Fallenreaper

Death or Permission?

Right snarled when his hits met true. The tendril buried deeper, sinking into the flesh and bone, as his nostrils filled with blood and essence seeping from the man. Acidic water still dampening and burning the man's clothes stung his tendrils, more sensitive than the rest of his body and made him flinch visibly. His nose, missing the faint order of sulfur, inhaled deeply while his hand like paw reached for the leg. He roared in pain filling his flesh. The flame raced up past his claw causing him to retract it, the fire consuming his arm up to the elbow before it twisted into ashes.

His body tensed and tendril started to follow the same fate. Right's fangs bared and eyes glowed, his neck raised upright when he heard the human's words. He sneered in distaste and seemed leer down at his would be prey, not bothered by the threat, locking eyes. “ Lang fucking mamatay, sa tawo.”^*

Diplomacy was Middle's job, not his.

He didn't care if he died. They would come back, they always did and stronger. Right's fangs flashed in a downward direction and aimed to rip the pitiful mortal's head right off when movement caught his vision corner. Middle's eyes jerked own, his head jerked to the side just to seize Right's throat into his jaws. His teeth pinched down causing the attack to cease. Right's eyes looked murderous as he straggled out a mental hiss.

Why?

He answered his own question when Left's head jerked and started to stir. Both heads frozen immediately as they studied the Left stir and lick his teeth, seemingly on the verge of waking. Flowers near the hind paw shuddered as the nearest flower dulled and became a dull, colorless gray then crackled, crumbling away into dust in moments. Right's ears pulled back in distress at the realization at how much danger their charge was in should Left wake then shivered, letting his fury die. On feeling the sensation, Middle released his grip and turned to the man. His eyes gave an aura of being older than himself and spoke for the quelled wrath, “Ayaw gayud mobalik sa niini nga dapit o risgo mapalong ... Kini nga yuta mao ang akong pagtunglo, dili inyo.”<sup>**

Just fucking die human. *
Never return to this place or risk be extinguished... This land is my curse, not yours. **</sup>

The Aesteria Chronicles

Alright, posted! ^-^