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Just a random guy, doing random things. Main RP: Hell's Coffee Lounge Current RPs change often enough that it's too much effort keeping a list of them updated.

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Briefly, the woman breaks off from the kiss, only to walk over to you, and push you over to the sofa like a schoolteacher. "Now don't be silly. The poisoned wine will be taking effect any second now, and you'll only hurt yourself if you run. Now stay still, and in a minute it'll be done." She sits you down, placing a pillow behind you, and you realize that you DO feel oddly sleepy, although you'd assumed it had been the aftereffects of your collision with the wall.
The noble elf sighed, leaning against a wall. "You know, honey, you don't have to coddle the assassin."
"Nonsense. If someone's going to die, they might as well be comfortable." Samantha then proceeds to try and get the sofa upright again. The noble elf rolls his eyes at you, as if expecting you to sympathize with his situation, and walks over as the four of them right the two couches, before your vision clears and you realize they DIDN'T suddenly duplicate. However, that's probably the only thing that didn't go wrong during your little liver-eating escapade, and you realize that you're beginning to feel whoozy and dizzy, quite probably due to your impending death.
FoxFireOfDawn said
REALLY?! :'D I just danced around in my room. That's how happy I am. Now, lets see what I should have him do...


I really quite like the dual personality thing. It gives him a geniunely crazy touch, and he gives the impression of a dangerous lunatic with superpowers. Which he is, I guess, so that's at least accurate (=
Hey, it could be funny! Maybe time would rewind in an infinite loop, and you guys would be stuck fifteen minutes before Kami's death FOREVER! And eventually, you'd just screw around and play golf because NOTHING MATTERS! It would be Marvel meets Groundhog Day.
I honestly think your character is either a cheesy villain, or a magical version of the joker with the Vashta Nerada at his back. I mean, he is so evil, and yet slightly corny, and yet so horrifyingly insane! I love him, and gladly accept him. And I'm sincerely hoping you get massively involved in the story.
The woman sitting on the platform suddenly frowns. She looks over at your position, and then briefly seems to concentrate on something else. Then she quite simply takes off the larger, more encumbering part of her gown, leaving a more practical dress, and walks up towards you, the soldiers parting for her as she moves through the crowd. However, astonishingly, the soldiers keep moving at the platform, and the people she was speaking with keep talking, pausing for a reply that isn't really there. It feels as though the entire square of hundreds of people is playing make believe, and doing it quite well.
Continuing with the odd theme, the woman sits down on a chair that appears after she's already lowered herself into it, and holds her hand out, a drink appearing in that as well, seemingly materializing from nowhere. The woman sits right next to you, looking at you, as a soldier walks towards you and addresses you. It takes you a moment to realize that this woman appears to expect you to also pretend she's still on the stage, and not within spitting distance of you. "Your surrender is accepted, however unnecessary. God's Tears is here to form a coalition, we are not a hostile takeover."
Hey, why not? I think it would be quite amusing to see what would happen when you create a paradox.
The man sighs, raising an eyebrow. "I'm an elf noble in a human court with alleged connections to the resistance. When every major organization in the vicinity wants you dead, an assassination becomes rather commonplace. I mean, when a random stranger comes to my door dressed inconspicuously with a knife behind their backs, it's not that far a step to take that they're here for my head." A human woman walks into the room, carefully closing the door, as she casts a disapproving eye over the couch, which has been thrown to the floor by your fumbled attack.
"Honey, did you really have to throw her over the couch? That was quite expensive." The woman seems utterly nonplussed at the presence of a would-be assassin, as you find yourself suddenly portrayed. It might have been insulting, had it not been less gruesome than the truth.
"But Samantha my dear, you know I can't help it. It's my sense of drama." The man walks to the woman, presumably Samantha, and draws her into a long kiss, completely ignoring you and the knife. However, you do find they're conveniently positioned between you and the door, and you have the idea that for this man there is no such thing as having your guard down.
FoxFireOfDawn said
Wait, time travel? ....Please tell me you're just kidding. x3 Anyway, Lemme go make a character then. :3


Spoilers!
See you soon (=
FoxFireOfDawn said
Yay~ :3 That'd be fun. x3 Plus, the Vashta Nerada are from Doctor Who, so that's always nice. :3


Exactly. However, I'm not giving you time travel. Or at least not until I get to surprise you with it mid-game.

In any case, get a CS up, and you can jump inot the action.
The man reaches out, his hand closing around your wrist. He then twists it, forcing you to turn even as your velocity sends you tumbling forward, and you crash over the couch he had been sitting on, into the wall behind him. Of course, this is what you've gathered later. To your immediate experience, there's a brief moment of weightlessness before harsh reality smacks you in the face, and you spend the next ten seconds trying to remember your name. "Quite impatient, aren't you? Most people who try to kill me at least wait until after the wine to make an attempt on my life."
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