*Tosses Sep a Dispenser*
"Patch yourself up!"
"I've done all I can do."
That's it, all the quotes I can think of without looking any up.
"Patch yourself up!"
"I've done all I can do."
That's it, all the quotes I can think of without looking any up.
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The Dance!
STATUS: I'm sorry to all those waiting on me. I've been really busy with flying... but I should finish up soon! Once I'm done, I'll be back to normal once gain! Here I come, I am Teknomon! 11 yrs ago
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I'm sorry to all those waiting on me. I've been really busy with flying... but I should finish up soon! Once I'm done, I'll be back to normal once gain! Here I come, I am Teknomon!
11 yrs ago
I'm back from vacation! Actually I was back yesterday, but it doesn't feel like being home until you get a good night's sleep. *Yawns*
11 yrs ago
Heading out on vacation! Sorry if I'm slow to respond/don't.
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These are all the RP's I'm in.
Herobrine RP ~ from The Minecraft Forums
Code Lyoko ~ from The Roleplayer's Guild (Restart from MCForums)
The Fourth Dimension ~ from The Roleplayer's Guild
Fairy Tail ~ by Books
Character Park ~ by Ether
Clash of the Realms ~ by Gamer
An Innocent Game ~ by Lyrax
Trapped ~ by Song Book
Shattered Roses ~ by Savi
The Relics ~ by A Bunch of Advanced Roleplayers
Dungeon Keepers ~ by BBeast
[Active Roleplays]
[Roleplays I manage]
Herobrine RP ~ from The Minecraft Forums
Code Lyoko ~ from The Roleplayer's Guild (Restart from MCForums)
The Fourth Dimension ~ from The Roleplayer's Guild
[Roleplays I'm in]
Fairy Tail ~ by Books
Character Park ~ by Ether
[Inactive Roleplays]
[Roleplays Slowly Dying]
[Roleplays I used to know]
Clash of the Realms ~ by Gamer
An Innocent Game ~ by Lyrax
Trapped ~ by Song Book
Shattered Roses ~ by Savi
The Relics ~ by A Bunch of Advanced Roleplayers
Dungeon Keepers ~ by BBeast
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Anyway, Naoto is ready for interaction. There could be a knock on the door, or an army at the door, or whatever at the door. Or a leaf. I'll take leaves too.
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Naoto lead the way through the jungle, with the father behind, and the mother and three children behind him. "So... um... we won't have to kill anyone... right?" the father asked. Naoto was staring ahead towards where his dungeon entrance laid, but only in the general direction. He was using his powers to control the fire from before to swipe the ground in front of him and his family, burning the ground in a controlled manner to make it less bumpy for them and their wagons.
"No. You five will dig out my dungeon, build my structures, then eventually lead the next workers who come after yourselves." Naoto grunted without even turning his head. "Oh, okay." the father replied. He wanted to ask more... he wanted to know if anyone would get hurt because of their work, but he didn't feel that asking questions was safe. One was good enough, for now. He had no doubt his children would ask similar questions when the time came, with or without their father telling them not to. They would all get the answers they wanted in time.
Naoto turned his head backwards to look at the trail of ashes behind his group. No doubt those he stole from would be after him, but not without a proper investigation first. By that point, Naoto would be ready for them... and anything they bring with them will only help in Naoto's work. Free weapons, armor, bodies... all that can be transmuted into more useful items when the battle is complete. he grinned to himself. The thought of a battle outside his dungeon, with an army fallen to the ground at his hands and littering his domain with blood excited him.
Naoto stopped for a moment, letting the others walk past and follow the flame up ahead. As the mother walked by, he grabbed the sack out of her hands, then shoved her forward to keep walking. Naoto pulled out a book, a large book, and a few devices use to write with. He close up the bag, and tossed it at the mother, who barely caught it. Naoto move on, pushing his way back to the front of the group as he fixated his eyes on the book he held. I'm not going to get though these wars without a solid plan. he thought to himself. He then started to draw up the bottom of his dungeon, what was currently there, before adding in more detail and plans to expand it further.
The dungeon doors came within range of their magical power, to read the mind of Naoto, to listen for the words... the words not said, not thought, but just known deep within your subconscious. Kólasi̱ pórta. The doors swung open into the jungle, scraping up the already cut of grass and plants from the previous time the doors had opened. Naoto stopped beside the doors, moving the fireball through the portal and past the steps, floating it above the center of the wide square hole leading down to the bottom. The family marched in, with Naoto looking at each one to make sure they were all there. After they entered, he walked in behind them, with the door closing at his heels.
"Um... sir... how do we get down? I don't mean to complain... but... we might trip and hurt ourselves. Or... uh... if you don't care about that... we might break the things we brought." the teenager son said, pulling up sideways to the steps to look down the first fleet. They were huge, and lead down a few hundred feet before the first bend... which went down twice as far, as the one they were on was a platform centered on the wall before going down. Naoto sighed, stamped the hilt of his sword onto the ground, shaking the stairs. All the stairs rumbled, crumbled, then retracted onto themselves. They folded and molded, creating a medium-slope where the stairs once were. "Move down. Now." Naoto grunted, walking past the family and letting himself slide down the slope with ease.
The family slowly made their way down the slopes, onto a platform in the corner, then down to the next slope again. One time, when the teenager was almost at the bottom of a slope, he slipped and let go of the wagon. It sped down the last few feet, bumping on the platform and spilling the contents. His father quickly helped him scoop everything back into the wagon, before the family continued their march down the slopes to the bottom. It was long, not nearly as long as the trek through the jungle. Though it was significantly harder due to the constant moving between every platform.
After the family arrived at the bottom, they all fell to their knees and breathed in heavily. Naoto picked up the sack, pulled out a loaf of bread, and tossed it to the father. "The father and son eat first, then the wife, then the children. Those who can pull off more work need their strength more." Naoto commanded after the father caught the loaf. "But... the children are weaker, and need the nutrition more." the mother replied. "They'll get their food just after you do. I'm not starving them. I'm not a monster as you might think I am." Naoto grinned, choosing his last words just to poke at them. He knew he was a monster... at least in their eyes. But from where he came from, he might as well be a gentle imp... at this point anyway.
After the father finished eating, and having divvied up the food to the rest of the family, Naoto stood him and his son up, shoving pickaxes in both of their hands. "Don't try anything now that you're 'armed'. Remember what happened last time." Naoto commanded. The two of them nodded quickly, before being turned in the direction of a wall. Naoto looked down at his plans to make sure they were in the right spot, then commanded them to pick away at the stone. They made a few swings, but very little happened. A few rocks flew off here and there, but progress would take weeks, months even. "Stop." he commanded. "Set the picks down, and get the others too." Naoto told them. They did as they were told, and set their picks in a pile. Gathered the others, and set them with theirs.
Naoto moved the fire, which had moved down the center of the pit as the family walked down, over towards the picks. The family flinched, and stepped back from the great fireball. The fire engulfed the pickaxes, then started to glow a bright red color, before as short burst of energy escaped. Naoto moved the fire away, to reveal the now enchanted pickaxes. "Woman. Do the same for the other tools." Naoto commanded, who listened instantly. Naoto motioned the father and son to pick up two of the picks and try again, as Naoto did the same process for the other tools.
The father and son held their picks in both hands, resting the top of the hilt, near the actual 'pick' part, on their left hands, and gripping the bottom with their right. They stared at the head of the pickaxe, glowing with fury and anger... as if they were living beings themselves. They were hot to the touch, but neither of them risked trying that theory. Instead, they repositioned the tools, and hacked away at the stone. The stone broke away like a knife through butter, littering the floor with stone.
The two younger children were instructed to move the, now empty, wagons over to the piles of stone. The stone would then lift themselves with the enchanted wagons, and place themselves into the wagons. The children would then push the magically light loads over to a corner away from the digging, and drop them off there. Naoto was instructing the wife to use the magical stone-cutting tools to shape the stone into pieces for his dungeon heart, which was easily done with the use of Naoto's enchanted blueprint of his dungeon heart he handed to her.
"No. You five will dig out my dungeon, build my structures, then eventually lead the next workers who come after yourselves." Naoto grunted without even turning his head. "Oh, okay." the father replied. He wanted to ask more... he wanted to know if anyone would get hurt because of their work, but he didn't feel that asking questions was safe. One was good enough, for now. He had no doubt his children would ask similar questions when the time came, with or without their father telling them not to. They would all get the answers they wanted in time.
Naoto turned his head backwards to look at the trail of ashes behind his group. No doubt those he stole from would be after him, but not without a proper investigation first. By that point, Naoto would be ready for them... and anything they bring with them will only help in Naoto's work. Free weapons, armor, bodies... all that can be transmuted into more useful items when the battle is complete. he grinned to himself. The thought of a battle outside his dungeon, with an army fallen to the ground at his hands and littering his domain with blood excited him.
Naoto stopped for a moment, letting the others walk past and follow the flame up ahead. As the mother walked by, he grabbed the sack out of her hands, then shoved her forward to keep walking. Naoto pulled out a book, a large book, and a few devices use to write with. He close up the bag, and tossed it at the mother, who barely caught it. Naoto move on, pushing his way back to the front of the group as he fixated his eyes on the book he held. I'm not going to get though these wars without a solid plan. he thought to himself. He then started to draw up the bottom of his dungeon, what was currently there, before adding in more detail and plans to expand it further.
The dungeon doors came within range of their magical power, to read the mind of Naoto, to listen for the words... the words not said, not thought, but just known deep within your subconscious. Kólasi̱ pórta. The doors swung open into the jungle, scraping up the already cut of grass and plants from the previous time the doors had opened. Naoto stopped beside the doors, moving the fireball through the portal and past the steps, floating it above the center of the wide square hole leading down to the bottom. The family marched in, with Naoto looking at each one to make sure they were all there. After they entered, he walked in behind them, with the door closing at his heels.
"Um... sir... how do we get down? I don't mean to complain... but... we might trip and hurt ourselves. Or... uh... if you don't care about that... we might break the things we brought." the teenager son said, pulling up sideways to the steps to look down the first fleet. They were huge, and lead down a few hundred feet before the first bend... which went down twice as far, as the one they were on was a platform centered on the wall before going down. Naoto sighed, stamped the hilt of his sword onto the ground, shaking the stairs. All the stairs rumbled, crumbled, then retracted onto themselves. They folded and molded, creating a medium-slope where the stairs once were. "Move down. Now." Naoto grunted, walking past the family and letting himself slide down the slope with ease.
The family slowly made their way down the slopes, onto a platform in the corner, then down to the next slope again. One time, when the teenager was almost at the bottom of a slope, he slipped and let go of the wagon. It sped down the last few feet, bumping on the platform and spilling the contents. His father quickly helped him scoop everything back into the wagon, before the family continued their march down the slopes to the bottom. It was long, not nearly as long as the trek through the jungle. Though it was significantly harder due to the constant moving between every platform.
After the family arrived at the bottom, they all fell to their knees and breathed in heavily. Naoto picked up the sack, pulled out a loaf of bread, and tossed it to the father. "The father and son eat first, then the wife, then the children. Those who can pull off more work need their strength more." Naoto commanded after the father caught the loaf. "But... the children are weaker, and need the nutrition more." the mother replied. "They'll get their food just after you do. I'm not starving them. I'm not a monster as you might think I am." Naoto grinned, choosing his last words just to poke at them. He knew he was a monster... at least in their eyes. But from where he came from, he might as well be a gentle imp... at this point anyway.
After the father finished eating, and having divvied up the food to the rest of the family, Naoto stood him and his son up, shoving pickaxes in both of their hands. "Don't try anything now that you're 'armed'. Remember what happened last time." Naoto commanded. The two of them nodded quickly, before being turned in the direction of a wall. Naoto looked down at his plans to make sure they were in the right spot, then commanded them to pick away at the stone. They made a few swings, but very little happened. A few rocks flew off here and there, but progress would take weeks, months even. "Stop." he commanded. "Set the picks down, and get the others too." Naoto told them. They did as they were told, and set their picks in a pile. Gathered the others, and set them with theirs.
Naoto moved the fire, which had moved down the center of the pit as the family walked down, over towards the picks. The family flinched, and stepped back from the great fireball. The fire engulfed the pickaxes, then started to glow a bright red color, before as short burst of energy escaped. Naoto moved the fire away, to reveal the now enchanted pickaxes. "Woman. Do the same for the other tools." Naoto commanded, who listened instantly. Naoto motioned the father and son to pick up two of the picks and try again, as Naoto did the same process for the other tools.
The father and son held their picks in both hands, resting the top of the hilt, near the actual 'pick' part, on their left hands, and gripping the bottom with their right. They stared at the head of the pickaxe, glowing with fury and anger... as if they were living beings themselves. They were hot to the touch, but neither of them risked trying that theory. Instead, they repositioned the tools, and hacked away at the stone. The stone broke away like a knife through butter, littering the floor with stone.
The two younger children were instructed to move the, now empty, wagons over to the piles of stone. The stone would then lift themselves with the enchanted wagons, and place themselves into the wagons. The children would then push the magically light loads over to a corner away from the digging, and drop them off there. Naoto was instructing the wife to use the magical stone-cutting tools to shape the stone into pieces for his dungeon heart, which was easily done with the use of Naoto's enchanted blueprint of his dungeon heart he handed to her.
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You can send your rogue to me! Not yet of course, just wait until after I post sometime tomorrow. But when the villagers attack would be a good time to show up and lend Naoto a hand!
<Bella>:
Your new paint choice seemed to be slightly different than the other two had been. A purple wave of energy formed into a wall at first, grouping together tightly as they first formed, then separating into nothingness as they quickly sped away from the center of the spiraling wall, but with more replacing those that leave just as fast as they tried to leave.
<Jared>:
Your attack seemed to work well, slamming the flying monster into the other. The one hit seemed to veer off, blocking an attack from another laser for you, and exploding in the process, sending a chain reaction to the one you were still holding, which sent you backwards through the air. The attack Bella was charging up was launched, heading straight for where you had flown backwards, at a rapid speed. It hit you, but it didn't seem to hurt. It made you nauseous, and woozy. You didn't notice all the flying monsters starting to circle you, until it was too late.... All the monsters let loose their lasers onto you in rapid succession, even after you had deteriorated.
<Flippy>:
After the mysterious bird was just destroyed by the lasers, the flying monsters turned towards Bella, letting loose another barrage of lasers down upon her. No matter what, there were too many of them, so the attack ended up with her dissolving into thing air after the attack. You and Aeilta were nearing the tower now, but it was still outside of arms reach as you both ran towards it. With your backs turned, the both of you may be shot before either of you could reach it...
<Jared/Bella>:
After being shot to the point of dissolving, everything seemed to disappear into a white light. After the light faded, you were back in the scanners, hurting all over from the still stinging pain. Josive was no doubt upstairs still on the computer, but everything was silent down in the scanner room the two of you are in now.
[Josive]
Josive sat in his chair, looking over at the door, watching as a dent was slowly being pushed inward. Fear were within his eyes, but he controlled himself and turned away from it. He looked at the monitor to just catch the last lines of the reporter from the local news, "La police conseille à tous de rester à l'intérieur! I repeat, stay within the safety of your own homes. The police advise everyone to stay indoors!" just before an army of the mini-robots started to roll down the streets behind the reporter. The cameraman zoomed in on the robots, as the woman standing in front of the camera stepped out of the way. The robots were chasing after random people running in the streets, with no signs of any police force to handle the situation. Then, one black car pulled up, with a man stepping out. He wore a long trench coat, and a fedora hat with his head held down, casting a shadow over his face. A bunch of robots pulled up to him slowly, forcing him to take a single step back... before the camera unzoomed and swiveled to the right to reveal a the reporter woman attacking robots with her mic, and eventually one knocking the camera to the ground, the cameraman running off, then going static.
The robots outside the elevator door continued to bang on it.
Your new paint choice seemed to be slightly different than the other two had been. A purple wave of energy formed into a wall at first, grouping together tightly as they first formed, then separating into nothingness as they quickly sped away from the center of the spiraling wall, but with more replacing those that leave just as fast as they tried to leave.
<Jared>:
Your attack seemed to work well, slamming the flying monster into the other. The one hit seemed to veer off, blocking an attack from another laser for you, and exploding in the process, sending a chain reaction to the one you were still holding, which sent you backwards through the air. The attack Bella was charging up was launched, heading straight for where you had flown backwards, at a rapid speed. It hit you, but it didn't seem to hurt. It made you nauseous, and woozy. You didn't notice all the flying monsters starting to circle you, until it was too late.... All the monsters let loose their lasers onto you in rapid succession, even after you had deteriorated.
<Flippy>:
After the mysterious bird was just destroyed by the lasers, the flying monsters turned towards Bella, letting loose another barrage of lasers down upon her. No matter what, there were too many of them, so the attack ended up with her dissolving into thing air after the attack. You and Aeilta were nearing the tower now, but it was still outside of arms reach as you both ran towards it. With your backs turned, the both of you may be shot before either of you could reach it...
<Jared/Bella>:
After being shot to the point of dissolving, everything seemed to disappear into a white light. After the light faded, you were back in the scanners, hurting all over from the still stinging pain. Josive was no doubt upstairs still on the computer, but everything was silent down in the scanner room the two of you are in now.
[Josive]
Josive sat in his chair, looking over at the door, watching as a dent was slowly being pushed inward. Fear were within his eyes, but he controlled himself and turned away from it. He looked at the monitor to just catch the last lines of the reporter from the local news, "La police conseille à tous de rester à l'intérieur! I repeat, stay within the safety of your own homes. The police advise everyone to stay indoors!" just before an army of the mini-robots started to roll down the streets behind the reporter. The cameraman zoomed in on the robots, as the woman standing in front of the camera stepped out of the way. The robots were chasing after random people running in the streets, with no signs of any police force to handle the situation. Then, one black car pulled up, with a man stepping out. He wore a long trench coat, and a fedora hat with his head held down, casting a shadow over his face. A bunch of robots pulled up to him slowly, forcing him to take a single step back... before the camera unzoomed and swiveled to the right to reveal a the reporter woman attacking robots with her mic, and eventually one knocking the camera to the ground, the cameraman running off, then going static.
The robots outside the elevator door continued to bang on it.
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Hey Cyclone! Yeah, I saw that in your sig earlier. Sadly, I'm in too many RPs as of now. Good luck with getting other recruits though!
Ah, okay NightmareInd. Thanks for letting me know you're here. Ragna is actually in three of my RPs (The only RPs he RPs in), and he hasn't appeared on any of them. He'll pop online every now and then, but he won't post anything.
Ahh, okay. Thanks Ellri. I'll just have to come up with some generic NPC for her to meet with. I might be able to use the same person LiverisGood was talking to in he/she's first few posts.
Hmm, maybe I should have my character be following in the footsteps of every character? lol. I'd never get to the point of meeting up with anyone else if I did that. I'd have to read through 50 or so more posts before I would be ready for that xD
Hmm, maybe I should have my character be following in the footsteps of every character? lol. I'd never get to the point of meeting up with anyone else if I did that. I'd have to read through 50 or so more posts before I would be ready for that xD
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For Naoto, it is still night time. After my next post they should be inside the dungeon, where a timeskip could happen, leading to the morning.
But, before that point, I wouldn't mind the guards following the trail left behind. So far the trail consists of the family's house being empty, a broken door, a man that spotted the group leaving town, a guard having returned from the warehouse sitting several minutes outside of town, a possibly dead body at said warehouse, burn marks at said warehouse, and then a trail from the carts being pushed into the forest.
I'll be responding tomorrow (I think) to make my post of them making their way to the dungeon, and starting the construction through the night. So, any response towards Naoto's wake that he left is alright, as long as it doesn't prevent said plans I had planned from happening. Unless you want to disrupt that, being GM and all you have the right to.
Oh yeah, if you saw in my last post there were the guards slowly making their way to the warehouse. So you can always control that if you want to, control the investigation!
But, before that point, I wouldn't mind the guards following the trail left behind. So far the trail consists of the family's house being empty, a broken door, a man that spotted the group leaving town, a guard having returned from the warehouse sitting several minutes outside of town, a possibly dead body at said warehouse, burn marks at said warehouse, and then a trail from the carts being pushed into the forest.
I'll be responding tomorrow (I think) to make my post of them making their way to the dungeon, and starting the construction through the night. So, any response towards Naoto's wake that he left is alright, as long as it doesn't prevent said plans I had planned from happening. Unless you want to disrupt that, being GM and all you have the right to.
Oh yeah, if you saw in my last post there were the guards slowly making their way to the warehouse. So you can always control that if you want to, control the investigation!
Oh, okay! Thanks Fallen! By the way, those I was referencing were from the Minecraft Forums... though, I guess that group could still be considered 'free', as they did move over to the free section over here. Most of my larger scale post RPing (Albeit, not as much as you guys! Still going to take a bit to get used to) are from my own RP's I've created. I do hope upon our move to this site after wrapping up the RP, to hopefully be as successful as you guys. I'll have Lavulman in charge of accepting apps, so I'm pretty sure we have that part in tact!
I just can't wait to start writing IC, as that's my favorite part (Uh, duh?)! I haven't even gone though such a long CS check as I am now, but I understand why. Get all the hard work done upfront, then let the fun stuff roll out the mouth like foam. Excuse that visual, I've recently opened my horizon and joined a 'Dungeon Keepers' RP... they have some pretty weird stuff going on over there.
By the way, does anyone happen to notice if LiverisGood is still her? I saw they were some of the first people to post in the RP (Ugh... I'm going to go through these 40 pages if it kills me!), and saw that they have a character I might be able to work with. Since Rose (AKA Luitgard, as she was known as Rose before the edits in the PM that only two of you know about) will eventually be making it to the same city everyone is inside of now, I thought I might need to have someone for my character to interact with once she arrives. I'm planning on her arriving at the gates of the city, to be stopped by the guards and questioned. Of course, no matter what story she comes up with (Or, for as dramatic as hers will be), she'll be taken in to talk it over to the guards. Unless someone else has made a character related to the guards.
I just can't wait to start writing IC, as that's my favorite part (Uh, duh?)! I haven't even gone though such a long CS check as I am now, but I understand why. Get all the hard work done upfront, then let the fun stuff roll out the mouth like foam. Excuse that visual, I've recently opened my horizon and joined a 'Dungeon Keepers' RP... they have some pretty weird stuff going on over there.
By the way, does anyone happen to notice if LiverisGood is still her? I saw they were some of the first people to post in the RP (Ugh... I'm going to go through these 40 pages if it kills me!), and saw that they have a character I might be able to work with. Since Rose (AKA Luitgard, as she was known as Rose before the edits in the PM that only two of you know about) will eventually be making it to the same city everyone is inside of now, I thought I might need to have someone for my character to interact with once she arrives. I'm planning on her arriving at the gates of the city, to be stopped by the guards and questioned. Of course, no matter what story she comes up with (Or, for as dramatic as hers will be), she'll be taken in to talk it over to the guards. Unless someone else has made a character related to the guards.
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