kishin asura said
"Are you asura?" Camilla asks
"No.....I'm Bug....Bug Corest..........Asura is a good friend of mine...." He says. Soon, he stands, and walks forwards, showing his hands are shackled.
"Mind letting me out of these?" He asks.
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"No.....I'm Bug....Bug Corest..........Asura is a good friend of mine...." He says. Soon, he stands, and walks forwards, showing his hands are shackled.
"Mind letting me out of these?" He asks.
kishin asura said
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Rinack smiled wickedly, as he watched the men burn to ash, and dust. He then tilted his head slightly, before he started his rant of sorts.
"Look, at what you see before you. Your general giving up helpless women and men, simply because he didn't want to waste the resources to save them....What will happen to you when you are wounded, or if you disagree with his orders? He will give your life up, just like he did with them....but, if you all turn against him, and his pitiful mage....I will not only spare your life, but share my power with you...So, are you an expendable dog? Or are you a man with a will to not only live, but flourish under my wing? Your families...what of them? This general would most likely use civilians for cannon fodder, if he so willing to give up lives....When the barbarians lay siege to your cities, are you going to watch them die...or let me save the......Heed my words, legionaries. For if you choose...poorly, they may be the last you hear!" Rinack shouts, his voice carrying quite far. He then turns, and moves back though the ranks of the barbarians, to recoup his strength. He awaits a spear to the back, or a sword though his heart, for he lacks the strength to really withstand such an attack at this rate. He would see if his bluff paid off.
"Look, at what you see before you. Your general giving up helpless women and men, simply because he didn't want to waste the resources to save them....What will happen to you when you are wounded, or if you disagree with his orders? He will give your life up, just like he did with them....but, if you all turn against him, and his pitiful mage....I will not only spare your life, but share my power with you...So, are you an expendable dog? Or are you a man with a will to not only live, but flourish under my wing? Your families...what of them? This general would most likely use civilians for cannon fodder, if he so willing to give up lives....When the barbarians lay siege to your cities, are you going to watch them die...or let me save the......Heed my words, legionaries. For if you choose...poorly, they may be the last you hear!" Rinack shouts, his voice carrying quite far. He then turns, and moves back though the ranks of the barbarians, to recoup his strength. He awaits a spear to the back, or a sword though his heart, for he lacks the strength to really withstand such an attack at this rate. He would see if his bluff paid off.
Wraithblade6 said
What does he do, wait for them to die?
More like beats the livin crap outta them so they can't stand back up, but not enough to kill them.
SyrianHamster said
It's okay, I think my next entry will be human-sized cocaine addicted hamster with a taste for flesh.
What about a large treeant who only defeats his foes non-lethally?
Wraithblade6 said
Mithias blinks in astonishment. "...Bug?! Is that you?"
Bug then snaps his eyes over to Mathias.
"Why, yes.....Mathias is that you?" He asks, squinting.
Wraithblade6 said
Mithias walked down a long corridor and eventually lights came on revealing various barred rooms, or cells along the sides. "Is this a prison?" he muttered to himself as he peered curiously into one dark cell. He pulled away moments before a huge beast with 16 eyes and a long forked tongue ran up, pressing it's muzzle against the bars at him. Mithias continued walking. After a few minutes of exploration, he sees a guy strapped to a chair with antennae on his head, being interrogated by some other figure.
The interrogated man takes note of the new member of this little welcoming party, but he didn't show he knew Mithias was there. In fact, he seemed oddly chill.
The man looked up, and at the volley of steel tipped death, and spread his arms.
"Time to show these fools one of my greatest abilities....the one that allowed me to survive my hundred year slumber....." He thinks, with a wicked grin on his face. The arrows pelted him, and ripped his flesh, and after the volley rips though him, he falls backwards....but, about half way though the fall, rights himself back up to his feet. He then pulls his hood down, to show a youthful face, one of around 20 winters. However, his eye..or...eye sockets were only filled with the green burning flames.
"Your weapons of steel cannot halt....my....vengeance!" He roars, before his gaze fell upon the remaining archers, as he stole the life from their bodies, turning them to ash, and their clothing. The arrows fall from his flesh, and his wounds seem...healed. He throws off his robes, showing his body lined with cracks which spew the fire he had spread across the land. In the center of his chest, a large gem, glowing the same emerald green as his flames.
"Look at the monster your empire has created fools! Look at me! See your death, brought about by your arrogance and hatred!" He roars, as he lobs more fire, his laugh crackling. His mind seems to slip him for a few moments, his madness taking hold.
"Time to show these fools one of my greatest abilities....the one that allowed me to survive my hundred year slumber....." He thinks, with a wicked grin on his face. The arrows pelted him, and ripped his flesh, and after the volley rips though him, he falls backwards....but, about half way though the fall, rights himself back up to his feet. He then pulls his hood down, to show a youthful face, one of around 20 winters. However, his eye..or...eye sockets were only filled with the green burning flames.
"Your weapons of steel cannot halt....my....vengeance!" He roars, before his gaze fell upon the remaining archers, as he stole the life from their bodies, turning them to ash, and their clothing. The arrows fall from his flesh, and his wounds seem...healed. He throws off his robes, showing his body lined with cracks which spew the fire he had spread across the land. In the center of his chest, a large gem, glowing the same emerald green as his flames.
"Look at the monster your empire has created fools! Look at me! See your death, brought about by your arrogance and hatred!" He roars, as he lobs more fire, his laugh crackling. His mind seems to slip him for a few moments, his madness taking hold.
Crymie-chan said
She pulls away sitting in front of him "sound good" she replys.
He stands, before pulling what looks like a hilt from his robes, and tossing it to her. It looks to be a standard lightsaber.
"...Now, turn that on." He says.
Crymie-chan said
She looks at him. "well I'm glad I'm that person" she smiles at him.
He smiles, back, rubbing some tears from his eyes.
"Yea...so....what do you say about us starting your training?" He asks her.
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