@ArenaSnow However you want to play it. In my post, I mention that this trip is fairly annual for Kelvin, and he has been doing it long enough for people to take note- Perhaps you needed something from him and knew where to look?
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@ArenaSnow Grab your sunscreen! TIME TO KIDNAP A PRINCESS.
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@Ace of flames01 Can't read what I didn't type!
It has almost as many hints as what our Vampire friend is up to. Can't help you more than that, I am afraid.
It has almost as many hints as what our Vampire friend is up to. Can't help you more than that, I am afraid.
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Party started!
And I WOULD share Kelvin's song, but I feel like it would give away too much of his goals.
And I WOULD share Kelvin's song, but I feel like it would give away too much of his goals.
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“Oi, Erik!” A sergeant of the Forces of Light waved one of the older guardsmen over, lowering his voice. “Has Will seen him yet?” They shared a conspiratorial grin, Erik winking. “Nah, haven’t e’en had the chance to mention it. It’s that time of year again, huh?” They looked in unison at their unsuspecting victim, who was just now armoring up for the days patrols. “I want ye to take him out on gate duty. Same as we did to you.” Erik nodded, composing his face as he turned. “Aye, William! Yer with me today-“
Kelvin marched quietly through the green, wondrous terrain of the Light realm. Part of him was overjoyed to be back among the greenery, where he had been raised so long ago. It seemed impossible; yet it also disgusted him. The joy, happiness, the lack of care seemed to bleed from the land. He had long since cloaked himself in illusion. It was natural- to look like himself again, if only temporarily. Kelvin strolled along, avoiding the shadows more out of fear of himself than of others seeing him. A thousand years is not nearly long enough. Memories whisked by through his mind, his vision seeing the land as it had changed. Hills wearing away, grass growing and dying, trees growing, spreading, and dying. New life sprouting, branching upwards. He had walked this same path time and time again, every year. It was a comfort, knowing that the rest of the world accepted the truth of life and death, even if they did not. Muscles he no longer had would have tightened at the sight of the Royal Castle, as it came into view. Unchanging, yet as beautiful as when he had first seen it ages past. It was sickening.
There was no one on the path, which only made sense. The castle was a busy place, but over time most mortal races had begun to avoid this entrance at this day and time. As he approached, two guards straightened from their idle chatter, moving forward to greet him. One was older, Kelvin had met him before- the much younger, closer to the age Kelvin had been when he died. He already understood what was happening, this tradition had begun before either of the current guardsmen’s fathers had been born.
“Hold! What is your business, traveler?” The older guardsmen spoke first, the same greeting as a year ago. “I seek audience with his Majesty, the King of Light.”
“Aye, we can deliver your message.”
“I must see him personally.” The older guard paused theatrically, nodded, and glanced at the younger.
“William, check this man for any other weapons.” Kelvin held still as the younger man approached, nodding. The young guard stood square in front of him, glancing down, and gasping in horror- his shadow thrown across Kelvin transmuting living flesh to emptiness and bone, pristine armor to aged, rusted pieces, framed on rotting leather. Behind him, the older guard roared in laughter, until the man on the ground drew his dagger shouted a spell- launching himself at Kelvin, falling through him as he attempted to stab the ‘monster’. The dagger glowed, but passed through Kelvin harmlessly with the guard, who stumbled and dropped the dagger on the ground, which immediately threw up a gout of white magical flame. Immediately the illusion melted away, revealing Kelvin’s full body, riddled with arrows, imbedded in a skeletal frame sheathed in armor.
Kelvin immediately drew his own sword in response to the magic, towering over the younger guard. Behind him, the older guard cursed and turned to shout towards the castle, only to pause- the castle was gone.
The world had disappeared, leaving the two men alone in the darkness with the strangely illuminated spirit. The spirit of death loomed over the older man, reaching for his throat- and suddenly the world was back, bright again- and the apparition was gone, a trail of ice leading across the drawbridge and into the castle. The two guardsmen lay where they were for a long moment, the older trying to catch his breath, while the younger his bladder. “Sound the alarm!”
Kelvin’s anger had barely been in check. No, he couldn’t have truly strangled the guard, but there were much worse ways to die, through black magic. It was a waste to kill however, when a simple illusion could suffice for those weak of mind. This was the first time he had been actively attacked in this ritual, and he was tired of waiting. For hundreds of years, he had requested audience with the King. For hundreds of years, he had been denied. No more. Kelvin reinstated the illusion of his body to mask his true presence and sheathed his blade. As he moved through the castle, ice left a faint sheen where his steps would have once made contact, though no sound echoed from the incorporeal feet of a dead man.
Two Hours Later
Kelvin marched quietly through the green, wondrous terrain of the Light realm. Part of him was overjoyed to be back among the greenery, where he had been raised so long ago. It seemed impossible; yet it also disgusted him. The joy, happiness, the lack of care seemed to bleed from the land. He had long since cloaked himself in illusion. It was natural- to look like himself again, if only temporarily. Kelvin strolled along, avoiding the shadows more out of fear of himself than of others seeing him. A thousand years is not nearly long enough. Memories whisked by through his mind, his vision seeing the land as it had changed. Hills wearing away, grass growing and dying, trees growing, spreading, and dying. New life sprouting, branching upwards. He had walked this same path time and time again, every year. It was a comfort, knowing that the rest of the world accepted the truth of life and death, even if they did not. Muscles he no longer had would have tightened at the sight of the Royal Castle, as it came into view. Unchanging, yet as beautiful as when he had first seen it ages past. It was sickening.
There was no one on the path, which only made sense. The castle was a busy place, but over time most mortal races had begun to avoid this entrance at this day and time. As he approached, two guards straightened from their idle chatter, moving forward to greet him. One was older, Kelvin had met him before- the much younger, closer to the age Kelvin had been when he died. He already understood what was happening, this tradition had begun before either of the current guardsmen’s fathers had been born.
“Hold! What is your business, traveler?” The older guardsmen spoke first, the same greeting as a year ago. “I seek audience with his Majesty, the King of Light.”
“Aye, we can deliver your message.”
“I must see him personally.” The older guard paused theatrically, nodded, and glanced at the younger.
“William, check this man for any other weapons.” Kelvin held still as the younger man approached, nodding. The young guard stood square in front of him, glancing down, and gasping in horror- his shadow thrown across Kelvin transmuting living flesh to emptiness and bone, pristine armor to aged, rusted pieces, framed on rotting leather. Behind him, the older guard roared in laughter, until the man on the ground drew his dagger shouted a spell- launching himself at Kelvin, falling through him as he attempted to stab the ‘monster’. The dagger glowed, but passed through Kelvin harmlessly with the guard, who stumbled and dropped the dagger on the ground, which immediately threw up a gout of white magical flame. Immediately the illusion melted away, revealing Kelvin’s full body, riddled with arrows, imbedded in a skeletal frame sheathed in armor.
Kelvin immediately drew his own sword in response to the magic, towering over the younger guard. Behind him, the older guard cursed and turned to shout towards the castle, only to pause- the castle was gone.
The world had disappeared, leaving the two men alone in the darkness with the strangely illuminated spirit. The spirit of death loomed over the older man, reaching for his throat- and suddenly the world was back, bright again- and the apparition was gone, a trail of ice leading across the drawbridge and into the castle. The two guardsmen lay where they were for a long moment, the older trying to catch his breath, while the younger his bladder. “Sound the alarm!”
Kelvin’s anger had barely been in check. No, he couldn’t have truly strangled the guard, but there were much worse ways to die, through black magic. It was a waste to kill however, when a simple illusion could suffice for those weak of mind. This was the first time he had been actively attacked in this ritual, and he was tired of waiting. For hundreds of years, he had requested audience with the King. For hundreds of years, he had been denied. No more. Kelvin reinstated the illusion of his body to mask his true presence and sheathed his blade. As he moved through the castle, ice left a faint sheen where his steps would have once made contact, though no sound echoed from the incorporeal feet of a dead man.
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One man attack incoming, finishing up soon
Edit: The more, the merrier!
Edit: The more, the merrier!
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@Ace of flames01 Ight, castle attack it is.
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.... so who is going to post next? >_>
You know, I was wondering how old Irina was, considering that they would have to wait for her clones to 'grow up'.
And besides, don't you know girls are supposed to mature faster than guys? Of course a 14 year old is on par with a 20 year old! AmIright?
And besides, don't you know girls are supposed to mature faster than guys? Of course a 14 year old is on par with a 20 year old! AmIright?
Name: Daniel Wilton
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Experience: 47%
Synchronization Rate: 73%
Personality: He possesses a very calm temperment, reflected by his almost-cold analysis of his surroundings. Daniel is well aware that this can make him appear apathetic, and usually attempts to fight it in public settings, which generally leads to awkward jokes no one else understands. He is also extremely curious and thoughtful, which leads to abstract comments that can appear random (and rediculous) when in high stress situations.
Background: Daniel was born and raised on an asteroid research station, where his father worked as an engineer and his mother as a scientist. As the Cruxi expanded their influence, the platform was evacuated in efforts to keep the research and personell safe. They had retreated to relative safety by the time he was fourteen, but Daniel's father and older brother immediately joined a defensive initiative within weeks of arriving at their new planet. Daniel became devoted to the concepts of engineering, particularly Framewerks. He had only ever wanted to work as a designer, until they recieved notice of his father's death on Daniel's nineteenth birthday. This spurred his research until his brother's death notice came a few months later. From that moment on, Daniel dedicated himself to becoming a pilot.
Notable Deaths:
Father (Edward Wilton): Daniel was very close to his father growing up, and was devistated by his death.
Brother (Matthew Wilton): His brother was his playmate and hero. They had grown up particularly close because of the relatively few other children on the research station. His death cemented Daniel's resolve to join the war effort.
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Experience: 47%
Synchronization Rate: 73%
Personality: He possesses a very calm temperment, reflected by his almost-cold analysis of his surroundings. Daniel is well aware that this can make him appear apathetic, and usually attempts to fight it in public settings, which generally leads to awkward jokes no one else understands. He is also extremely curious and thoughtful, which leads to abstract comments that can appear random (and rediculous) when in high stress situations.
Background: Daniel was born and raised on an asteroid research station, where his father worked as an engineer and his mother as a scientist. As the Cruxi expanded their influence, the platform was evacuated in efforts to keep the research and personell safe. They had retreated to relative safety by the time he was fourteen, but Daniel's father and older brother immediately joined a defensive initiative within weeks of arriving at their new planet. Daniel became devoted to the concepts of engineering, particularly Framewerks. He had only ever wanted to work as a designer, until they recieved notice of his father's death on Daniel's nineteenth birthday. This spurred his research until his brother's death notice came a few months later. From that moment on, Daniel dedicated himself to becoming a pilot.
Notable Deaths:
Father (Edward Wilton): Daniel was very close to his father growing up, and was devistated by his death.
Brother (Matthew Wilton): His brother was his playmate and hero. They had grown up particularly close because of the relatively few other children on the research station. His death cemented Daniel's resolve to join the war effort.
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