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He nods, and he changes back into his monster form, spreading his massive wings, and taking off, flying out, and over to Draygons castle, the animals and humans scattering like mice before the scythe. He flies in though a window, and kneels before Draygon, head bowed. "You summoned me Master?"
Draygon's Castle
"I summoned you because Jub Jub Bird has been killed. She was one of your crew, was she not?" Jabberwocky did not move, Draygon continued speaking, "Go to Tinkertown in the mountains south from here. Investigate her death, report to me what you find. Destroy any that threaten us. If they are hiding one of the podlings, bring it to me." The air was cold and ominous, "Now, GO!!"
Just as she turns to leave, Sarah is aware of something... happening. She pauses, looking around, but then it happens... <Snipped quote> Sarah is half-tempted to consider this yet another miasma-induced mirage, but at this point she's just glad to get some extra information about who and what she is... and why did she wake up in a capsule in a cave? <Snipped quote> Sarah pauses, but takes a seat, if only to rest her legs. She didn't have much time either, but she supposes a few answers would be worth it.
What followed was a long, confusing tale about a lost civilization, a Dr. Drake Logan, and the keys to uplifting and advancing a civilization, only for it to collapse when the very key to its salvation became the instrument of its doom - Harbinger. Seems like whatever ancestors she had, they had chosen... poorly. <Snipped quote> She was... created...? Created to be perfect? Was she just some craftsman's creation, made to fulfill a purpose? The possibilities left Sarah a little uneasy, and she almost missed the bits about the biogenic energy within herself and the use of the sword as a... focus? Yes, focus seems like the best term for it.
It still feels weird for Sarah to have a fully developed vocabulary without the lifetime experience of developing and improving it.
Still, the idea of having woken up with only a name, no memory of herself, and now a destiny to fulfill was a tad intimidating for the girl. She certainly didn't feel like some perfect being. If anything, she imagined this is what a scared little girl would feel.
Though she felt it was unnecessary for Asra to insult her creators by calling the humans 'dirty'. For if Sarah is supposed to be some pure, biogenic-channeling superhuman, what did that make her creators, one who could not channel that energy nearly so well? Sarah wanted to have words with them, but somehow Asra unintentionally insulting them was mildly amusing. <Snipped quote by Maglar> Sarah wants to call out to Asra, to tell her to keep explaining more. However, Asra had made it clear her time was short, so Sarah glumly accepts the fairy's hurried farewell, and hopes to see her again so she could ask more questions.
For now, she has to get out of the cave, and figure out what this Harbinger business is.
"Come along, Pip," she tells her companion. "We need to get going. The sooner we leave this cave, the better. And we need to warn Master Thunderfist about these creatures..."
Pip barks in agreement, and hurries along besides her, wagging his tail. It's good to see New Master in good spirits like this.
However, Sarah quickly realizes that while going into the cave was easy with the sense of the sword leading the way, going out was going to rely on memory and careful backtracking. To her chagrin, she had misread a path and found herself someplace... unpleasant. It looks and feels unpleasant, like a home for all those creepy little spiderlings she ran into earlier.
It's then she hears something, like something biting down, and a weak struggle and moan. She feels a shiver down her spine, but something was telling her to hurry, to find the source of the sound. It wasn't going to be pleasant, but she needs to be there.
Pip looks up at Sarah and whines anxious. He can smell... many things. He can smell the spiderlings, thicker on the ground and more in number. He can smell their foul nest, the home where there'll be much more of them. He can smell something even worse, like a bigger and meaner version of them. But then he realizes he can smell... the villagers! He sniffs the ground a few times to make sure. Yes! It's faint, but he's sure. The villagers were here! Maybe the spiderlings took them? He looks up at Sarah and barks, then looks in the direction of the nest, alternatively growling in apprehension and whining uncertainly.
Sarah, coughing on the miasma, notes Pip's behavior; he seems both anxious to go ahead and afraid of something. Part of her is afraid of what she'll find there, but Pip wants to go, or part of him does, anyways. She grips her sword, and feels the biogenic energy flow from her into it. She is at least better armed this time. Better to move ahead with caution.
What she finds horrifies her; people suspended in thick, sticky webs, dazed and moaning when they can be heard, or limp and apparently lifeless. Were these the people from the village? Did the spiderlings do this? And if so, why? Or was there something else in here? She reaches out to feel a hand to make sure it's not another hallucination - and to her surprise, it isn't. The people are out cold, but not dead.
She goes in deeper, motioning to Pip to stop growling as they hurry along, trying to find where this cavern of horrors ends...
...and then she sees something that could be described as a nightmare made flesh...
Cave on Kensu's Island
Sarah
Urgrapth looked up from her meal before she had finished killing her prey. There was a person there, with pink hair! The Intruder!! Urgrapth hissed from her position and jumped from her web onto the wall, a wave of her spiderlings began to cascade down the cave wall near to where the pink haired intruder was to get her.
Steph exhaled in relief after the harpy’s partially decapitated body crashed to the floor in front of her.
Welp, I guess that takes care of that… Now I just have to deal with those creatures out there…
Moving to a better position, Steph saw that several of the beasts were gathered around a centrally located building, attempting to get inside. She only had three, perhaps four, shots left, so she needed to make each one count. Taking careful aim on the first creature’s head, she squeezed the trigger, snapping off a quick shot, before moving on to the next.
One.
Two.
Three…
Four.
A quartet of corpses now lay upon the ground surrounding the building, but there were still six of the creatures left, and Steph’s rifle was now completely out of energy. She needed a new plan… Thinking fast, she instructed her nanites to reassemble her rifle into a sword. Although she was reluctant to engage the creatures in close combat, she knew her enhanced body was fully capable of doing so.
She took a deep breath.
Okay… Here goes nothing!
Leaping from her balcony, Steph used the momentum she had generated to bring her blade down hard upon her first target’s neck. This, coupled with her superhuman strength, allowed her weapon to slice clean through, neatly decapitating the creature. Wasting no time, she swiftly jumped over to the next beast and repeated the process. She kept this up until the area around the central structure was completely free of the beasts. This didn’t mean Steph was about to let down her guard, though. She had been keeping count, and she was well aware that there were a few beasts still unaccounted for. Not wishing to hunt them down, and potentially be caught unawares, she opted to take up a defensive position in front of the structure’s entrance and wait for them to come to her…
Tinkertown
Stephanie and Ayaan
There was just one lizard-bear left, and it was pregnant. She shrunk back into the corner, away from the bloody gore of the others, shivering, frightened. She would fight, if she had too, but mostly she wanted down and to protect her baby, she wanted down so badly. She could see the small human with the sharp claw that had rent through the others easier than she herself could tear through a fish, the human had its eye on her, and that eye spoke of murder. She hissed and laid down, trying to make herself smaller.
Suddenly a giant bear wearing a satchel and rope jumped onto the balcony! Roaring and swiping defensively it put itself between the lizard-bear and Stephanie, the human simply watched, waiting to see if the bear might attack. The bear backed a couple of steps, not taking it's eyes off the human. When it got to the lizard-bear it turned and grumbled a bunch of odd noises and whines, the lizard-bear rumbled back as if they were talking. Then the lizard-bear started slowly walking towards one of the suspension bridges and the bear followed close behind, keeping one eye turned towards the threatening human just in case she decided to attack again.
There were no longer any threats and so Stephanie was allowed to relax. Behind her came a hesitant knock on the wood that used to be a door. "It may be strange to knock since you are outside and I am inside," came a timid voice, "But I'd rather you not kill me if it pleases you." A small head with big ears, a pointy hat, and circular, wire-rim glasses poked its head around the corner. "Oh my," he said, looking at all the gore of the dead lizard-bears and the tiny speck of a girl who didn't even appear to be sweating.
Minoc's House
Minoc sipped his tea and nibbled his cake, he watched the young girl, Ste-fah-nee she said was her name... most peculiar. "First of all, allow me to thank you for saving us," he said in his elfish voice, fumbling a little over his words. "I... er.. I... don't know where to start." He put down his tea, "I've imagined this for so long you see. Ever since I was a lad, and my dad looked after you, and even before then when I saw my Grandad look after you. I always wondered if you woke up... well, never mind all that. You have woken up, and you're no where near as fragile as I suspected." He tried to smile assuredly as he refilled his tea from the teapot on the table. "I don't suppose you realize the creature you just killed do you?" he looked at her inquisitively, "No, I guess you wouldn't. Her name was Jub Jub, she's one of many nightmares in our world and her death will be no loss of happiness to the bunch of us here, I'll tell you." He nervously chuckled a little.
He sighed and settled himself down, "You must be asking yourself who we are, and what's going on," he said pointedly. "Well, I'll tell you all that I know. I am a member of a secret society of wizards, alchemists, and archeologists who have discovered you all in the pods you woke up in. The pod that used to be over in that corner, as a matter of fact," he pointed to the far wall, "You turned that into a sword you say? Remarkable, absolutely remarkable." He paused to sip his tea and appreciate the enormity of the moment. "I am an archeologist," he continued, "I have been digging into the mountain with these good folks researching whatever mecha from the ancients we could find and put to use. I've never heard of this nano-tech, but we have found books and manuals detailing the magic of biogenic tech. Fascinating stuff really, just absolutely fascinating. Some of our more... imaginative members of our sect have been able to translate these secrets into the manipulation of, of Lightning, Fire, Wind!" He became more animated as he got more excited, spilling tea with his punctuations. "It's really quite amazing and gives us another step up on the enemy," he was sputtering a bit now.
He settled himself again, "That would be Lord Draygon, or Lord Dragon as we generally call him, or it, whatever he is, the monster." He went to drink more tea but found his glass empty and motioned to the little girl near the back of the room to get him more. "Lord Dragon has in his employ others whom he has made monsters like him, creatures who can shoot bizarre beams of light from their eyes which can melt stone, change their form to become a person or a beast, and reports say there is one who can even phase through walls. It's all terrible, terrible stuff, but we have the advantage you see, we have the works of the ancients which give us strength, and now, well girl, for some reason we have you." He sat back, the little girl brought him some more tea and he took a sip. "If we can trust you that is."
"You've proven that you capable of incredible violence, and I understand that sometimes that is necessary, but in this town we eschew such application, even if it seems our last option," he sipped his tea and licked his lips. "I want to trust you, but I am not the leader or our cult and so it is not for me to determine. You will need to go to the Castle of Solace, far, far to the north and west of here. I.. uh.. don't suppose you can turn that sword into a back pack can you?" He asked while pointing. "Oh that's good, then, you'll.. uh... you'll also be needing this." He handed her a tightly woven bundle of cloth that was about a meter long and about 25 cm wide, it must've weighed 12 kilograms. "When you arrive at Solace you must speak to Tornell, the wisest and strongest of us all. Present him with this package I give you and tell him who you are, he will be waiting for you."
Minoc smiled warmly as the meeting concluded, "Now your transport, I bet that's what's on your mind, huh?" he sniggered like a kid with a secret, "You're in luck! We have a special, underground transport that was left to us by the ancient ones. Oh yes, you'll see! It is a sub-way, as the sacred texts call it, and there are not many in existence but it has been my project for many years and I am proud to say that we have the only working rail travel device in existence!" He was bouncing in his seat at this point. "But you mustn't go alone, oh for sure you will not! You will take my apprentice. Peter!" He yelled, "Come!"
A young, pleasant looking boy came running up, carrying his backpack and ready for travel. "Peter my boy! You will take this young lady into the mountain and there is no time to waste! Young Stephanie, before you go do you have any questions for me?"
Animals- gone. You have tea with Minoc and he tells you many things. If you have any questions now is a good time to ask them.
You are to go to the Castle of Solace using an underground Rail with Peter, and NPC you may play as you like, however, when you get to the train like carriage he should tell you that they have used a device to move the train that neutralizes inertia, so you can travel at very high speeds and stop very quickly without being killed.
Detail the play as you like, if you unwrap the sword and touch it it will trigger another event.
He flies from his dead steed, and lands with a crunch, something inside him breaking. He screams in pain, and forces himself to his feet, raising his sword, the grass smoldering under the power of the magical blaze. He leans back, and the broken sword slashes out his left eye. A blood curdling scream splits the air, and he slumps over, dead.
Bandersnatch walks up to the heavily armored knight and places his heavy boot upon his head, he then proceeds to crush it like a tin can, blood and gore ooze out of the visor like chunky, strawberry pudding. He picks up the Sword of Fire and feels the energy surge through his body. He begins to chuckle and the Sword alights in flame. He begins to laugh and points the sword to the Heavens. He begins to howl as he shoots a brilliant flame into the sky! It's roar could be heard for miles.
The horse's shins broke when it's hooves landed their blow on Bandersnatch's breastpLate, forcing him to take a step back. The horse whinnied in pain and threw its rider before crashing to the ground itself. Bandersnatch bent over to pick up the broken half of his sword, so he had the hilt with is severed blade in one hand and the broken end in the other gauntleted fist. Bandersnatch smiled, "That's a fine sword you've got there," he grumbled, " Thank you for holding it for me." Quickly he threw the broken piece of sword at the knight who is still half dazed and trying to get up, and as the knight reacted Bandersnatch moved to punch The other half of the sword into the smaller knight's visor slit.
"Sarah.." a familiar, singsong voice chimes into existence, "Sarah, are you there?" An image of Asra appears in Sarah's peripheral vision. "I'm back, oh good, I'm back!" The Fairy giggled in happiness.
"You must've found the sword then, good, that is so good. I was worried the Wizards had failed. There is so much to tell you, so many things have happened. Where do I start? From the beginning I suppose. I'm going to run out of time, so I'll tell you everything I can before my power runs out, you had better sit down."
"A long time ago, long before you existed, there was a great man, a scientist, named Drake Logan. Dr. Logan had discovered something no one ever knew before, the use of Biogenic energy. It is the energy of life force, but it is so much more. It is the equal sign of Einstein's formula, Energy = mass times the speed of light squared. Of course, you don't know what that is, I'm sorry, I will focus on what's most important."
"Dr. Logan's research allowed him to understand how the energy within living things worked with the energy in the matter all around you. He discovered a method for channeling that energy into circuits and through doing so create or rearrange physical matter. It was the potential within his discovery which led to all the people of the world laying down their weapons for the sake of peace and scientific progress. It was the beginning of the evolution of the species..."
"What you don't know, this was hundreds of years ago. The people allowed a single entity to carry the weapons of the world, it is called the Harbinger, for it was supposed to warn of consequences. It was programmed to keep people in line, but never to kill. It's weapon systems were primarily those of weather using Dr. Logan's science. For some reason it... for some reason it destroyed the world..." Asra paused for a moment.
"Before I went offline I was part of a protocol knows as the Oracle program. You see, for Dr. Logan's science to work perfectly the human body needed to be perfected, just like having a clean circuit within a computer. Oh, you don't know what a computer is, well, that's okay, believe me when I tell you, human's have bodies full of dirtiness. You, however, you were made perfect, in the image of a god. You were grown to channel Biogenic energy through your body without resistance, so what you channel is pure."
"You need the circuits to aid you, until you learn for yourself. The circuits are the Swords. They were designed to link to your body and allow you to channel your internal life energy into matter. This sword will allow you to channel your energy into lightning, as you can already feel. Every sword has two boosters that you can find, a battery which will double the amount of power you can focus into the weapon, and a bracelet, which will allow you to pull from Harbinger itself and release destruction 100 fold of what you could normally. Your kind alone are made to be trusted with this power.
"I've run out of time, find others like yourself Sarah, find others, and find more of the swords. Learn to use their power. The wizards will help you, they...." *SCHZITZ* "...an evil has reached out to Harbinger..." *S@CT!$ZCH*... "deeper in the caves you will find... "!SK$#ZTCH@%$. . ...
As suddenly as she appeared, Asra was gone, and Sarah was once again left alone in the caves with her companion Pip.
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Urgrapth waited and waited, but none of her babies returned. The visitor must be strong, the visitor must be terrible. Urgrapth would fight, for herself and her babies, Urgrapth would suvive.
She rolled up the morsel in her front legs and brought it to her mouth, it smelt like flowers. She bit into the soft flesh tightly woven in the wiry threads of her webbing and began to suck, suck, suck the life from it. She could feel her strength grow as warmth spread through her body.
Sarah has learned about the history of the Oracles and the swords. Now she has an understanding of how to use the sword and why it works. She also has a hint as to the fact that she was created in the pod to be a perfect, god-like creature. Also, Our lady spider is chomping down on some poor towns person, I recommend you hurry, you may be able to save the little person from their death, maybe. Good luck!!
@Calle So on the first does it open a section to allow you write directly into the website or do you upload your writing? My project says, "Prepping" so far and I cannot see anywhere that seems the appropriate spot to wrote
❝ The Little People must be Sacred to the Strong People. It is the protection of the small ones that give purpose to the big. ❞
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Bas lived as an Ethereal of Autumn change before the City in the Clouds was sealed off by the human witches. He got to see the world as it was when the Ethereals were free to bring life and change, and he was there when the little one was killed and the Ethereals began their assault on the humans. Bas got caught up in the anger and the fear and participated himself in the mass murder. He only killed one adult, male human before he realized the gravity of the mistake. He fled to the city, and when the witches sealed them all in he acquiesced peacefully.
Since then he has lived his life for the joy of the people in the city. He gives happiness whenever he can, and he protects any who seem weak or afraid. His eternal nature is conceptualized in the preparation between the Fall and the Winter, when the Harvest is to be brought in and those who are weakest to the cold, like the old and the young, are most vulnerable.
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ɴᴀᴍᴇ → Bas ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ → Papa Bee ᴀɢᴇ → 728 seasons ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀᴛᴇ → 24 Fall ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ → Male sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ → Heteronormative
. Strong . Gentle . Fatherly . Helpful . Hard Working . Patient .
Papa Bee is a strong, older Ethereal. He loves children and protecting the weak and the simple. He is motivated by kindness, gentleness, and goodwill. He knows that the Winter is when the weak die and the time needs to be prepared for, so he imbues the virtues of hard work and perseverance. He is also a fierce warrior, one who has learned to fight from necessity, and he always desires to be prepared to save those in need. His work involves encouraging and motivating others, as well protecting them from the evils of fear, helplessness, and self-loathing. He enjoys games and singing and always makes himself available to company.
Likes . Children . Working with his hands . Friendliness .
Dislikes . Selfishness . Bullies . Dishonesty .
Quirks . Big Muscles . Always Laughing . Strokes his beard a lot .
ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs → → Incredible Strength → Empathy and the ability to see the Soul of a individual → The ability to Blacksmith and work metal ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs → → He cannot stand to see a child hurt, it breaks him → He feels guilty for every death → Too much sun makes him feel weak, he was made for the transition into Winter
ᴛʀɪᴠɪᴀ → → He likes to smoke a pipe and considers himself quite the connoisseur of tobaccos and weeds → He is partly responsible for the image and myth of Santa Claus → He's only had one natural born child and grandchild, both of whom died of exposure long before the sealing of the City.
❝ Warriors are not what you think of as Warriors. The warrior is not someone who fights, because no one has the right to take another life. The Warrior, for us, is one who sacrifices himself for the good of others. His task is to take care of the elderly, the defenseless, those who can not provide for themselves, and above all, the children the future of humanity ❞ - Sitting Bull
Bandersnatch got off his horse and walked up to the challenger. "I accept Fool!" he said, "Prepare to die!" The Shadow Servants formed a circle around the fighters, giving them plenty of room to maneuver. Bander didn't hesitate, he walked forward and swung his sword his heavy sword in an arch over his head, aiming to crush his opponent's skull in one blow.
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I love creating writing and I am here to practice the art form.
I'm in nursing school and I am a husband to a beautiful woman and a father to an active 1 year old. I'm new to this type of Roleplaying but I'm excited to play. Hit me up, make me your friend, I'm generally always up to roleplay.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h3"><span class="bb-b">Discord = Maglar#3742</span></div></div><br><br>I love creating writing and I am here to practice the art form.<br><br>I'm in nursing school and I am a husband to a beautiful woman and a father to an active 1 year old. I'm new to this type of Roleplaying but I'm excited to play. Hit me up, make me your friend, I'm generally always up to roleplay.<br><br></div>
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