Holy Soldier

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@MissCapnCrunchI was looking forward to dueling with the competitors choosing whatever weapon they wished. If your going for a realistic medieval competition, that wouldn't interest "Lord Jeyco" to compete because that kind of stuff is outside Diovire culture assuming Diovire was meant to be based on Dorn.

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@ShaggyDoo0@TheWizardLizard@vosenedich@duskshine749@Buddywazzizname@Archangel89@Snagglepuss89

I updated the OOC with those who I know for certain have dropped the game because they have voiced their departure. If you are no longer interested in this game, then I need to know. If you're planning to stick around, thanks. We got a few more quests before the time skip, and if you weren't active in the current one, I recommend becoming active in the next one so you're actively participating in this game. Because if you aren't, you're going to be the destroyer of your own muse.

Also, we have our first NPC death in the game. I'm glad it's someone who actually deserves it. :)

The Mushroom Kingdom: Between Worlds

@texSince you're making it Marioverse, I think it would be cool if there were more Mario jargon than just "Paper Mario." Super Mario World please. Implement the entire Mario franchise and not just one game.

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The Demon of Crassus Manor

From left to right: Gilles de Rais, Ivan IV Vasilyevich, and Corpseater.

Date: Day One / Time: Evening

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Leonidas stared in horror at the strange appendages that unfurled from Corpseater’s maw. She was a creature out of a nightmare. Was that what the god fruit made? Nightmares? Her bony fingers were inches from his face, and within Ivan’s icy grip, all he could do was helplessly wait for his face to be grasped within her starving grip until a rock flew through the air and a loud pop of stone hitting bone caused the beast to recoil with an agonized scream.

Gilles and Ivan froze fearfully before they turned their heads to look back up the path. Two more rocks, both aimed for the faces of Gilles and Ivan, struck their skulls with two loud pops! Naturally, their hands rushed to the pained spot on their faces, which resulted in Leonidas being released. In a frightened scramble, Leonidas quickly crawled as far away from the hideous spider monster and toward his friends as he could.

Shaka had seemed to come out of nowhere. The dark-skinned pugilist had the shadows to his advantage as he slid into the back of Ivan’s knees. The overseer cried out in a noise that was a mixture between a cry of anger and a grunt of pain. He struck the floor, and Leonidas turned, leaping into the air with his arm raised and brought the wedge of his elbow dropping against the overseer’s throat. The overseer coughed and sputtered, recoiling from Leonidas to curl into a ball with his hand about his throat.

Gilles stared at the three of them, eyes wide in shock that they had been able to down Ivan so easily. He was terrified. He couldn’t let them escape. Not alive!

In an attempt to sound sure and confident in his most apprehensive state, Gilles laughed almost maniacally at the three: “Look Corpseater, more food. There are three little bugs for you to snack on.”

Gilles raced over to Arachne’s chain while she was still clutching her stinging face, and he released it from the wall. Her freedom rang on a resonating ping! The spider woman lowered her hands, her eyes wide in shock. She reached back and grasped her chain, tugging it to feel that it was no longer bound to the wall.

“Go my dear, eat to your heart’s content!” Gilles encouraged.

Arachne looked at the three slaves, seeing that they were only children. As ravenous as she had seemed before, there seemed to be a sense of intelligence in her glistening eyes as they grew moist with tears. The woman looked to Gilles and her many legs shifted, turning her enormous body to face him. Gilles instantly paled.

“W…What are you doing?” he questioned in terror.

Arachne started to creep toward him, her fangs sliding from her lips.

“No! You can’t! You can’t do this! Arachne….please…” said Gilles pathetically. He dropped to his knees and held out his arms. “I love you.”

EIYAAAAAH!

The spider woman pounced Gilles so swift, his back instantly snapped in half, folding him backwards. With her numerous arms and legs, she began tearing apart his limbs as she crunched and slurped at his body and juices.

Shaka, Leo, and Robin would feel a gust pass over them before noticing that Ivan had vanished and was no longer lying where they had last seen him.

Leonidas was engrossed in the scene of Corpseater devouring Gilles. He had never seen anything like it, and for a child, it normally would have been too much, but for some reason…he wasn’t afraid. Had Arachne remembered who her true enemy was? She could have done what Gilles had commanded and killed all three of them. Leonidas couldn't help but pity her.

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@Snagglepuss89All right; in the meantime, I'm going to go ahead and write a response to the Corpseater situation to move it into conclusion. We have other quests to accomplish and more character interactions to do. :)

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@Snagglepuss89This game moves at a leisurely pace. If you're expecting a super-fast game, then this might not be the game for you. Those who enjoy the story, stick around. Those who don't, are free to leave. Thus is why I'm not too concerned about roll call. It hasn't been 14 days yet, which is when I would do a roll call normally.

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@Snagglepuss89This CS is approved. His powers are good enough for starting out. There will be a time-skip in the future, so I wouldn't worry about it too much.

Well, seeing as I approved him, it seems like a given that he would go to Leonidas's aid along with Robin and Shaka, am I right? Beat down Gilles and Ivan, and rescue Leonidas?

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@Snagglepuss89Dude lol, you guys have to start "Mentioning" me. I do not see these CSes until you do. I only notice them when I scroll back through the OOC to check and make sure I didn't miss anyone, and that's once in a blue moon. So PLEASE start mentioning me when you submit CSes. I'll take a look at it now. This is the fourth time this has happened and no one is going to tell me when you post a CS, so you have to let me know.

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@ShaggyDoo0@TheWizardLizard@vosenedich@duskshine749@Buddywazzizname@Archangel89

I'll be working on a reply.

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Lord Jeyco Swan & Lady Melinda Swan

Location: Standing before the Princess --> A corner of the hall

Interacting with: Princess Madeleine @MissCapnCrunch Mentioned: Lord Ithobal @Tmitche23

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Nula, The Sirens of the Sea

There was an apparent line for those nobles and ladies who wished to pay their respects to the Princess Madeleine. Lord and Lady Swan were patiently waiting in line, taking a step every few minutes that brought them closer to the young lady.

“She’s so young,” Lady Melinda whispered in surprise.

“She is,” Lord Jeyco agreed.

“I would never put my child up for marriage in such a manner. What if some old maester competed for her hand and won? Do you think I’d want some wrinkly old prune in bed with her? I’d kill him.”

“He would have to go through her father first.”

“Aren’t you competing?”

“I am.”

Lady Melinda’s hand harshly slapped her lord’s arm. The sudden reaction made him jump in startle and his eye widened at her as though she had lost her mind. He glanced over his shoulder at the noble couple giving them odd stares, and he quickly accused, “She’s a terrible lady. She beats me all the time.”

She whacked him again before she turned her head over her shoulder to address the couple, “I am not!”

Lord Jeyco whispered to his wife when her attention returned, “I’m not competing for her hand. There’s enough abusive women in my life. If a thirteen-years-old ever started beating on me, I might as well hang myself from the mast by my ****.”

“And if you survived?”

“Then I’d jump into a swarm of sharks than continue on this earth as a ****less man.”

He then arched a brow in curiosity. “Would you or the other girls leave me if I was ****less?”

Lady Melinda just smiled brightly as her olive-eyes gazed ahead at the young princess. “We’re next.”

Lord Jeyco’s head snapped in the princess’s direction and he immediately dove into character.

“Aaah…” Lord Jeyco began, spreading his arms before he brought his right arm across his waist and bent low into a bow. To his right, his wife spread her golden gown and bowed her own head as she curtsied.

“My king and queen…” he raised his head to smile at the princess, fancily holding his hand out, palm up in her direction. “My princess…we are honored to be here and standing within your presence on such a momentous occasion.”

Lord Jeyco straightened and brought a hand to his chest to introduce himself. “I am Lord Jeyco Swan, son of Lord Ibrahim and Lady Derga of the same. This is my lovely wife, Lady Melinda. We have come a far distance from our home in the Diovire, and we bring gifts for the princess.”

The kingsguardsmen were already holding their gifts, having inspected them beforehand. The first guard walked what appeared to be a dagger up to the princess and set it before her.

“I present to you, the Serpent’s Knife. Children of the Diovire learn at an early age how to defend themselves. Both the boys and the girls grow up to be experienced warriors and it is because of this early-learned training that the people have survived for several centuries. I hope that you won’t ever have to use this weapon, but if you do, it will not betray you; and if it bites you, our custom is that you take your blood and glide it along the flat side of the blade. It will never bite you again.”

Lady Melinda glanced to the guard who had her gift. It was wrapped in thin, brown leather.

“I present to you princess, what we call The Winking Stone. It is a crystal born naturally in the desert, but rare to find. The crystal, you see, captures light very easily, and it matters not if it were day or night as long as there is light. The crystal can be used to signal others if ever you are lost or need help. It comes with a chain, and if you spin the crystal, it will make a ring of light. The people of the Diovire know this ring, and we tend to hurry to the person’s aid. May your people know this ring too.”

The Swans bowed once more and Lord Jeyco mentioned before he would forget: “Ah, one more thing. I do intend to compete in your tournament, and if I am to win…well…”

Lord Jeyco glanced over at his wife with an amused smile before he glanced back at Princess Madeleine. “Well I suppose there won’t be much to meditate over.”

Lady Melinda narrowed her eyes at him before she grabbed her skirts and said to the Ainsworth family: “Pardon me, Your Grace.”

She then strode off briskly and full of temper.

Lord Jeyco, in a worried fluster, watched her go. “W-wait, I only said if I won! Melinda!”

He then quickly bowed to the Ainsworth family and comically scurried after her. He followed her over to a corner of the banquet room, and she stopped to turn to face him with her back to the wall.

“Well that went well,” Lord Jeyco said calmly, dropping his character.

“I almost thought that you were being serious,” said Lady Melinda, crossing her arms beneath her bosom.

Lord Jeyco stepped close to her, peeking over his shoulder to check if anyone were looking, before he posted his hand upon the wall next to her head.

“You must think me a fool. I would never give up such a fine woman,” he said lowly, brushing a finger down a silky lock of her hair.

“Not here,” Lady Melinda said, turning her cheek dismissively and trying to hide the coy smile on her face.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to have a bulge in his pants.”

Lord Jeyco sighed deeply and stepped away from her, his eye rolling up to the ceiling as he silently mouthed a curse. This was why he hated going to formal parties. Nobles didn’t know how to have fun.

“Why did you choose to enter the tournament?”

Lord Jeyco brought his sight down to his gorgeous wife. “Because I’m curious…I want to see how my brother fights.”

“Are you going to kill him?”

“No; of course not. We’re blood.”

“What if he tries to kill you?”

“Try is right. I am fine with that.”

“There may be matches before that one.”

“No one will get in my way.”

“I hope you find the answer you’re looking for. I will alert the others of your decision.”

“I hope that I’m not disappointed.”