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Discord = Maglar#3742


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.

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Urgrapth's Home

Sarah


Kensu came trotting in, huffing a little from the exertion. He looked at her and then looked at the surroundings. Pip came over and began licking his hand, earning himself a scratch. "Oh, Master Thunderfist," she says with a bow. "I've found the sword - and more importantly, I found where the villagers disappeared to. I hope they're all alright... And Pip was a great help, I couldn't have done it without him..."

"I see," said Kensu, taken aback. The cave was filled with shiny, metal like threads. When he had come here previously it was empty, open. He felt amazed that it had all changed so quickly since he opened that damn door. The young Oracle was covered in black gore, but she didn't look severely injured. "You could certainly use a dip in the ocean." He said smiling.

"..master... Kensu..." came a weak voice. Kensu looked down and it was the little girl who used to pick flowers and sell them in the village. He ran over to her and kneeled to cradle her head. "..the lady saved us.. she was amazing.. she's one of the special people isn't she master?.." the little girl said softly.

"Yes dear girl," Kensu replied, his heart filled with pride, "yes she is a special one." He smiled reassuringly. He placed her down and let her fall back asleep. Kensu stood up and looked around. He felt a wave of guilt wash over him as he saw all the people strung up, but many of them seemed to be stirring and Sarah had already cut a few down who seemed to be able to stand. "Let's get everyone back to the village, then, well, then we'll talk." He turned to Sarah, "Thank you for what you have done this day, I know the ordeal has been more than extreme, and doubly so for one who just awoke. You are a special person Sarah, more than I think you know. Let us work quickly, there is much to discuss."

Kensu pulled out his own knife and together they began to free as many villagers as possible. When the people seemed to be moving along well enough Kensu fought through the spider webs back into the little room near the back of the cavern, the room he opened that let the spider queen out. "To think all this came from one small decision," he said looking around. There on the floor were a set of steel containers, unopened and marked with a blue tag. They looked, important somehow, so Kensu grabbed them. They were heavy, but they had a strap made for carrying them and so with Kensu's strong arms it was not that difficult.

Together the villagers, the old Master, and our hero made their way to the homes near the beach for a moment of respite, rest, and food.
Robert "Bob" Malek


*CHINK* *CHINK* *CHINK*

The soft rhythm of the hammer beating against metal was soothing. He was making.... something, he couldn't remember. He just remembered the tongs in his hand, the heat from the furnace, and the steady rhythm of the swing.

*CHINK* *CHINK* *CHINK*

Working the metal let him forget all of his thoughts, all of his feelings, it was like he was being reborn. But what was he making? His hands seemed to understand the shape, but his mind was blank, like a forgotten dream. The even rhythm of the hammer and the heat of the metal became the only things that existed in the world, and that was fine.

He stopped.

It looked like he was hammering out the rough form of an inch long curved claw. He walked over to the grinder, it needed to be shaped and cleaned up. At the grinder bench he was surprised to see seven other claws, perfectly polished; and there, next to the claws, there were the gauntlets for which they were made. He was fashioning a weapon, why? He didn't let his thoughts interrupt his work and he began to work the thick claw on the grinder. The metal was hard, and getting a good grind was going to take some time.

THUMP-THUMP! There was a heavy bang on the door.

"Come in!" Bob yelled and turned to the door opposite his bench. A child walked in, a boy, maybe ten years old. Bob smiled, "Hello there little one," he said in a gruff voice, "that's an awful big knock you got there. What can I do for you?"

The boy walked towards where Bob was standing, his shoulders and legs seemed to twitch and his jaw was slack. Bob noticed that his eyes were solid black with a small green dot for a pupil. "WhY DId you leT us Die, PaPa!" came a growling voice unnatural to the body from which is came, "whY, WHy!? DoN't you loVe us PaPA?"

"You need to stop there, friend." Bob said, hardness creeping into his voice, "I don't know you."

The boy creature vaulted across the room and with a shriek leapt onto Bob! He grappled the creature whose face had now extended and grown sharp teeth and a probing tongue, green spittle spattered over Bob's face as he grunted in effort. The two spun in circles around the room, crashing into tools and half finished projects hanging along the walls. The boy bit and snapped at Bob's face, "WHY DON'T YOU LOVE US PAPA!?!?!? WHY DID YOU LET THEM ALL DIE??" The voice screeched from the boy creature's face even as its maw tried to bite off Bob's face.

With a grunt of effort Bob lifted the boy-creature into the air, the monster growled and barked and tried to bite into Bob's face, its limbs punching and kicking the older man with no effect. "I. Don't. Know. You. Child!" Bob yelled, and he pitched the monster head first into the hot furnace he used to temper his steel. The monster screamed and flailed as its head melted but soon its kicking stopped and it lay still, the fire popping as its head burned.

Bob walked over to the front door and bolted it shut, upset about the idea of killing a child and disturbed about the fact that he just got attacked by a monster. He went back to his workbench and using the little tools he had he put the elements of the gauntlet together and slipped the completed one onto his right hand, it felt good, natural. He took the glove off and began to work the final claw for the other. He didn't remember when he started this project, but he figured he knew what he needed them for. Curse those beasts for taking the face of a child, curse them!


Jabberwocky's Hideout


Annabelle watched the blind girl walk with her food into one of the back rooms. She walked confidently, like someone who knew all the steps and had traveled them many, many times. Annabelle crept up to the mecha with the map and began to touch the keys. Something beeped, "Oops!" she said.

"Hello? Who's there?" came a voice from the room.

Oh, shoot, she thought, but she smiled like she enjoyed being caught. She pushed more buttons on the mecha device and tried to read the display, the map over her head began to turn, it had pin points showing the location of the hideout, some major cities, and the big castle the wizards think is so impressive. It also had little blips with the names Bandersnatch and Draygon. That's kinda useful, she thought. Absently, Annabelle started whistling.


Urgrapth's Lair

Sarah


Urgrapth was moving with animal passion and instinct alone. She had no thought of strategy or cleverness, she moved only to strike, for that is all she knew. When Sarah tipped her blade, shifted her weight, and swung the lightning charged sword Urgrapth's only thought was to move into it. The blade bit deep into the thick, black flesh and for a moment she felt the pain and heat from the bite. The heat grew in intensity until KRAKABOOM!! the sword ignited its lightning power and exploded inside of Urgrapth's abdomen. Black gore was splashed all over Pip, all over Sarah, and all over the walls. The humanoid top half of the spider queen flailed its arms and its mouth opened to scream but there was no air.

The spiderlings, frightened by the lightning bolt and the death of their mother, lost their will to fight and fled into the various holes in the cavern. For a moment, Sarah and Pip were alone in the dark room, covered in black, sticky viscera and breathing hard. A blue light blinked on a panel upon the wall. Pip trotted up to it and was able to reach it by standing on its hind legs; he pressed the button and the cover blocking the top of the mountain and the entrance to the cave opened.





Tinkertown

Stephanie


Minoc set his tea down and settled into his chair, he took a moment to not speak. There was much to consider, and this young lady would probably not like the answers he gave her. It was an indisputable fact that she had the physical capability to kill everyone in this village and one could stop her, but when does she let herself become violent? She says that she wanted to protect us from the lizard-bears, and it is true that she did, that is good. Would she feel tempted to become violent if she became angry? or upset? Would she blame the people of the village for the truth if Minoc answered her question? This is what Draygon's lieutenants would do; they enjoyed violence and murder as a means of solving all their problems. Maybe he had been dealing with monsters for so long he forgot what good people looked like.

The old archeologist pulled his goggles up to pinch the bridge of his nose, he felt a headache coming on, perhaps from too much tea. He was going to have to decide to trust this young girl not to be a vicious psychopath. Well, he figured, if we cannot trust the Oracles to be better than the monsters we already fight, then spending lifetimes protecting them has been a monumental waste of time.

"Hundreds of years ago there was a great cataclysm," he began, "we don't know much and very little documentation has survived. Your pod was one of the first we ever found, and that was over 150 years ago. It was in a cave located near the base of the mountain and it was surrounded by mecha. Many of the devices turned on and started blinking when the rock they were exposed to sunlight, but most of them were broken. One of the devices that worked contained a journal by someone named Julie Anderson. It was her journal that gave us the secrets upon which our order was established.

Sadly much of the journal was fragmented, but the parts we were able to recover told us about something called the Harbinger, a great weapon in the sky; and how, before everything was destroyed, the ancients created perfect beings to save the world. They hid them in pods and we came to call them Oracles, because they speak to us about the mysteries of the dead. You are one of these, as far as any of us know, but additional details about who you are or the world you came from are lost. It was my dad who moved your pod up into the mountain village because it began to took too long to travel all the way to the bottom to run your diagnostic ritual."


Minoc leaned forward in his chair with his elbows resting on his knees and his palms up. "I'm sorry that I don't have much more to tell you young Stephanie," he said imploringly, "the functional mecha from the original find has been sent to different locations throughout the world, and the data unit containing the journal was sent to Solace for safe keeping." He waited palms up to see how she would respond.

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Jabberwocky's Hideout



Annabelle had been watching Jabberwocky's house for days. When Draygon's raven showed she felt like she was finally about to get her chance to find whatever secret the bastard was keeping. She had been Draygon's top lieutenant before Jabber came along, and she'd been furious ever since he took her position. She hated it that he somehow sniffed out the Crystallis sword and brought it to their master, and now they were being sent to harass those old wizards which was both annoying and dangerous, well, dangerous for some. Jabber didn't seem too hasty about finding the so called "Pod-creatures" either, and that made Annabelle suspicious.

She crouched in the brush where she had been hiding and watched Jabberwocky form into the black dragon of his monstrous state and fly to the south. Annabelle smiled, he would not be coming back soon. She casually sauntered up to the house and knocked on the front door. "Housekeeping!" she called. When no one answered she pushed the door with her incredible strength and as its supports gave way the door fell flat with a dusty thud.

She was humming to her self and smiling as she skipped into the old house and looked around. "Jabber Jabber," she ruminated, "ya sure don't have any taste for decoratin' do ya'? You need is a woman!" She ran a finger along a dusty shelf and made Yuck! face as she wiped it on her pants, "...or a butler."

She pranced around the rooms, looking at papers and through drawers, trying to find anything incriminating or even interesting; she found nuthin! Jabber was a stubby old boring nobody who didn't even have dirty pictures lying around, some kind of villain, huh?

She got to the library on the base floor. On one side it had a fire place with a rug and two chairs, across the room on the other side was a wall of books behind a large, oaken table with candelabras on either side. Annabelle slowly traipsed around the table and looked at the books, her nimble fingers gliding over the dusty bindings. She walked over to the fireplace and inspected the chairs, the embers, the floe to see if there was something hidden there, there was nothing. She walked back to the table and scrunched her face in frustration. "God, you're such an Asshole!!" She said and she stomped her boot on the wooden plank floor. The sound echoed.

Her eyes went wide and the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile, "OoooOOOohhh! What have we here?" she said. She bent down and proceeded to punch her way through the floor boards, wood chips flew from her fists and got stuck in her hair; her face had taken a maniacal twist. "Well well Jabber, maybe you're more interesting than I thought." Under the floor between the oak table and the wall of books was a ladder going down into a tunnel that Annabelle was sure would lead somewhere interesting.

She jumped down the shaft and let herself drop all the way to the very bottom, maybe 50 meters (150 feet) from the surface, give or take. She looked around and saw that the tunnel pointed east, towards the water. She figured she might be deep enough to be underneath the water, but there was only one way to find out; she began jogging down the tunnel.

She came upon the end of the tunnel as it opened into a large cavern. At the far side of the cavern there was some sort of antique mecha panel that had blinking lights and whirling colors, and above all that was a large map on some sort of display that looked like it might've been the entire world. This was good, but not enough to get Jabber in trouble. Annabelle dropped from the edge of the tunnel and moved quietly to the shadows. Then she saw the girl.

The young girl was about 20 meters (60 feet) ahead of her. She was walking around the corner near the blinking machine carrying something that might have been food. She sat down at the blinky mecha thing and began to eat, it was food. Annabelle smiled and watched for a moment, surveying the situation. The young girl's face was wrapped in some sort of bandage, Annabelle suspected that she was blind. And to top that all off, she was pretty sure that this girl, was a Podling.




Urgrapth's Home


The layout of Urgrapth's Home was as follows: There is a single cave entrance that leads onto a flat, circular platform. Beyond that platform is a valley of broken stone and metal, difficult to cross except by the thin wires of Urgrapth's web. A few of the villagers were webbed up close to the platform for easy access, but the majority of them were stuck higher up, closer to the ceiling and high walls. Towards the back of the domed cavern, away from the opening of the cave, is a nestled corner of metal, protected by a thickly layered steel door, where Urgrapth has her special place. This is the room with the door that Kensu opened that awoke the Spider creature, and this is where Urgrapth now hid, scrunched into a corner away from the stranger who had invaded her home and killed her babies.

From the vantage point of her room she could see her spiderlings cascade down the wall nearest the intruder like a wave of clicking teeth. She had never stepped back and watched her brood like this, separate and removed from being their mom. A small, quiet part of her mind thought they looked horrific, monstrous, evil. They had too many eyes and sharp appendages and even sharper fangs, and their hunger could never be satisfied. For a moment, Urgrapth didn't feel like Urgrapth, she felt conflicted in seeing both monsters and babies in the same form.

From the safety of her vantage place, she sank further and further into her consciousness. She carefully watched the young girl with the pink hair, She's about my age, she thought in a voice that didn't seem like her own. I wonder if she wants to be friends? Mama says I need more friends. Gerty took a step forward, but there was something wrong with her legs. She looked down, her legs were like hairy spikes! What happened!? What was going on!? She backed up into the corner and looked at her hands, they were wrong too, everything was wrong! She panicked, her eight legs stomping anxiously as her head swiveled in every direction, trying to understand what was going on. Her mind wasn't working, she couldn't remember! She felt her soul being twisted and torn, where was her she? Where was her mom? Something terrible had happened, and there was nothing left! There was no hope!

Lightning crackled and the cave was light up for an instant, the smell of charred insect filtered through the cavern.

The noise pulled the Spider Queen form her blood-shot mania and she hyper-focused on the pink hair of the intruder. Something snapped in her spider brain and the last of the rational mind of Gerty gave way and died, leaving only instinct. Urgrapth saw the intruder, and her panic became fury; she rushed out of her hole to attack! Speeding along her webs, she attacked on the side opposite of the wall where her babies were descending. Pink Hair cleaved one of the little ones in half and cut off another's arm in the back swing. The dog was unguarded. Urgrapth leaped and stabbed her spike down upon the small animal...

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