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In the Land of Heartstone

FoxFireOfDawn said
Xerxes follows the made command, lowering his head slightly as he walks towards the door before entering, not knowing what will become of him in the slightest.

Within, he finds a massive being. Towering above him, with the skull of a deer as a mask, eyes glowing devilishly red. The God wears a long ragged grey cloak, and from under it come many bony, spiked pale arms, manipulating pieces on a chess board that extends beyond the horizon. However, even as the many arms bustle to work, the head turns to you, and you feel it's gaze, like being caught in teh spotlight of a car. A blackness is in the room, and not a physical one. You can feel it inside of you, burning and yet freezing, the simple aura of a God. "Ah, Xerxes. I have been waiting for you."

In the Land of Heartstone

Yay! In any case, it's time to screw over your character.
*Jenga face*

Super Heroes/Villians

You mean Adrian?

In the Land of Heartstone

FoxFireOfDawn said
We all have to deal with IRL stuff, so it's okay. :3 Even if you are busy, you still say hello, so that's enough for me. :)

*big hugs*
Thank you ^^
I'm glad, however, I'll be able to be around a little more often.

In the Land of Heartstone

NoahFire said
Angel lets out a sigh, trying to calm herself "What was that about?... And where am I?...." She asks herself a bit quietly. Angel walks around the cabin looking for anyone, or a sign that someone was there before. Angel also sences aeound to see if any person is around.

A shadow with no owner seems to scurry into a dark corner of the cabin inexplicably, but for the rest, everything seems to be normal. It's an old elven house, fallen into disrepair. Outside, you can hear a child playing. There's nothing but traces left of the presence that had been here but moments ago.

In the Land of Heartstone

FoxFireOfDawn said
Xerxes takes a few moments to simply admire the magnificent art that had took place here, mumbling under his breath with eyes twinkling at the glory of it all. His face stays red as he feels a sort of passion in his heart, before he turns to the man with the oni mask. "Were you the creator of this magnificent art?" He simply asks, smiling happily, yet a sadness lingers behind it somehow.

The man with the mask simply opens the door, from which flows a black inklike substance, insubstantial as it is cold. "Enter" the man with the mask steps away, and disappears the moment you lose him from your sight.

In the Land of Heartstone

Laggia said
Bazgulub was laying there. Droping Morgathar and Blocking with his steel galutes and getting his own legs. kicking them into your stomach with brutal strenght and would send you flying

Your foot finds solid purchase against the rough scales of Dunmur's armor, and he's flung backwards, his ribs saved only by the very same armor. He gives you no time to retrieve Morgathar, however, as he immediately kicks at your side, and kicks the axe away from you, positioning himself in between you and your weapon. "Let us see how well you fight without Morgathar by your side!" Dunmur smiles, twirling his axes, ready for anything.

In the Land of Heartstone

catmint said
Ryu is gasping for air as he finally slows to a stop. Sounds and images of death echo through his mind, and no matter what he couldn't seem to shake it. He tries to make sense of what just happened, but he still feels bewildered. Ryu's paws find the roots of an old tree, and sits back on his haunches. Ryu shakes, trying to regain his bearings. He seems to be safe for now, but he knows that Ryu can't sit around. Ryu stands back up, and races further into the forest, running from the horrors behind. Ryu runs for as long as he can, and only slows when he hears sounds of other beings.

Ryu finds his feet guiding him in a certain way, above others. Instinct seems to drive you there, regardless of feeble-minded resistance. However, soon enough, you walk into a clearing, where a dragon is speaking to an elf who's stuck in a rosebush, pinned to a tree. However, the oddities have not yet ceased. You find that, for whatever odd reason, your clothes have transformed into green elven armor, a mark of the resistance. In your bag, which now looks a lot more elegant, there is a letter, which you know instinctively is addressed to the elf. Furthermore, you can feel the points of your ears......

In the Land of Heartstone

Sorry for my incredibly slow reactions up until now. IRL has been getting in the way, and it ruined m posting time. However, it's mostly dealt with, and I think I can pump up the posting time a bit now.

Super Heroes/Villians

Master Crim said
Victor remained on his knees but took his hands from his head. 'What, this is Kami? I wonder how far I have com back?' Victor though. "Apologies, Mistress, but this may seem an odd question: What year is it, and where exactly are we?" His voice was sure and unshaken by the oddities around him. Victors CCS warned him. He had no intention of following it's warnings. Neither knew why they were there and all he could think of is to advise her as to not make the same mistakes.

Kami frowns, as you address the question to her. "How odd. You seem to be completely unaffected." She stands, walking around you, and suddenly, you find that your hands are stuck to pillars of concrete. An odd person wearing a gas mask shows up in front of you, and you instantly sense hostility. Quite probably, had Kami not restrained this new person with a wave of her hand, they would have instantly attacked. "It is currently 2014. I believe you are a robot? Interesting, that you should surrender so soon. Tell me, what is your primary function? Your creator? Your objective in coming here?"