Finally, half-way through the cookie! I was about to save the rest for later, when one of Ani's minions used a boomerang and snatched the cookie from me. "No!" I yelled. I looked over and saw him, with a grin, and taking a bite out of the cookie. "Who the hell are you!?" I asked. "My name... isn't relevant at this point," he replied, "leave whatever valuables you have and get out of my sight." I brandished my wand and prepared to battle.
I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
There must be imposters running around raiding in my name because Animeniax leaves none alive and takes no male prisoners. Where else do you suppose the meat for his ramen/pho bowls comes from?
For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?
As DB stumbles out on the street, slightly dazed from spending another week in seclusion scribbling away his thoughts on the world, he sees Animeniax and some minions drawing weapons ready to fight some people in the house opposite. Seeing this troubled soul once again about to resort to violence, DB flicks back his cloak and pulls out a book hidden in his robes. Shaking his head and muttering "here we go again", he walks over to Animeniax.
My role. Quite simple. I am Abdula.. I begin as a shadow, always watching, always analyzing and through meticulous observation and analysis I have the ability to acquire the traits of those I observe. Eventually I gain a humanoid form and it is then that my innocent quest for knowledge takes a dark turn. After spending too much time observing a particular marauder I become fascinated and begin closely observing him and him alone. I follow his every action, take note of all his mannerisms, his every nuance. Soon my appearance begins to resemble his, I begin to think like him, act like him. I learn of his goals, his dreams, his most base desires. It is then that I fall prey to those most human of desires, and learn of the seven great evils, the seven deadly sins.
In my haste to rid myself of these vile human qualities I confront the noble marauder and in so doing seal my fate, and yours. I kill the marauder and it is in the very instant of his death that I realize my true potential and my ultimate purpose. For in the instant of the marauder's death I absorb his knowledge, his memories, his experience, his very soul. I no longer merely mimic him, I am no longer his shadow, I am him. I adopt his appearance and begin to live his life and in so doing I quickly accomplish his goals and I achieve success far beyond the marauder's dreams. In surpassing the marauder's existence I become bored and begin searching for something more. In my search, I come across all manner of interesting characters; bakers, fishermen, collectors, witches, necromancers, sorcerers and evil geniuses. But all fail to captivate me the way the noble marauder did. All but the crotchety village elder who, as it turns out, is a lot more than he seems and so it begins again.
Originally Posted by Animeniax
*shakes head*
-Thanks Nado
Last edited by Abdula; Wed, 12-31-2008 at 11:16 PM.
Dreaming impossible dreams.
Sapphire is awesome!
Can you say God Mode?
Who is the marauder? XD
"Leaving hell is not the same as entering it." - Tierce Japhrimel
Unfortunately Abdula mistook one of the impostor marauders who leaves people alive, and it is that unlucky chap whose knowledge, memories, blah blah blah, that he has absorbed. Also, the poseur marauder is slightly mentally retarded, so Abdula gets that too.
/roleplay
He should have checked that out before he killed the guy.
For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?
*looks at above poster*
Dreaming impossible dreams.
Sapphire is awesome!
Eh, he said "sickly".
Meanwhile...
"Aren't you with Ani?" I asked. "I was... formerly with Ani's group, but I left due to self-interest," he replied, "and that bastard is way too greedy for himself since he keeps everything that we loot anyway."
All I could think was my delicious cookie is rotting away in his hands, so I began the first strike. Missed. This guy's pretty fast! He drew his lance and began to jab at me. I skid across the ground and yelled, "SUMMON BATS!" Bats surged forward and clipped the marauder in the leg. I jumped forward to attack, but he blocked it with his spear. Jumping back and dropping the cookie, he flees, leaving a cryptic message, "You don't even know the half of what GotWoot Village is up to."
I looked up, then around, and then grieved for my lost cookie. "It was so... delicious..." I grumbled as I returned back to my pumpkin house.
I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
<<Taking place just before Nadouku's entry...>>
Amidst the heat of the battle and the clash of swords and spells, no on noticed as a heavy creaked open to reveal the necromancer. Unshaven and bloodshot, whatever the necromancer had been doing in his lair, it had obviously not gone his way. Well, that's not entirely true. The experiment was a success. With a few tweaks and modifications, the fish sample was fully compatible with the female corpse. Just that...
...Why did I not see it? The subject died of a freak bath accident.......OF COURSE SHE COULD NOT SWIM!!!......how careless of me.... thought the necromancer, gritting his teeth.
In an attempt to continue his experiment, Bill extracted the deoxygenated brain and replaced it with that of the salmon. This time, the subject could not speak, and refused to raise it's head above the waterline, as fish do. It too suffered permanent brain damage. Distraught at this fruitless experiment, he ravaged his failed sample in rage and hunger. He hadn't eaten for days.
As Bill took in the scene around him, one looting marauder lunged at the young, but white haired and slight man. But even in his sleep deprived state, the necromancer was someone to be reckoned with. Side-stepping the heavy bandit, Bill performed a few quick, well practiced hand movements. The raider fell to the ground, wide-eyed and completely still. He wanted to yell, to slash back, but he couldn't, for the necromancer had severed his tendons and tongue by the time he could think of a counter. But he was not dead. Anything but dead.
...For live samples are hard to come by, since Animeniax has been lazy of late....you wait right there for me.....my precious.....
Bill walks on, a brisk walk, unlike his stumble moments ago. For upon seeing such an abundance of flesh, blood and bone, his eyes shone with a new purpose....His next experiment.
But amongst the dins and crashes of the battlefield as Bill harvested suitable samples, a conversation caught his ear. Something about a being who could take another's form. Something unheard of. An unknown specimen.....
/roleplay
Last edited by Buffalobiian; Wed, 12-31-2008 at 11:47 PM.
If it's not Isuzu-chan Mii~
this is turning into a "continue the story" thread
is the village going to be near a body of water? i want a shanty cabin on the beach where i can live with my cats. also, the inequality of females to males in this village would severely limit the gene pool. which would suck
Especially since I take female prisoners during my raids.
For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?
lol! so all four of us will be your prisoners at one point or another?
Where do you think Jaitne and Sarahchan have been all this time? *cackle*.
For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?
Gimme a few hours with all the women in the forum and i guarantee triplets from each one or your money back
All of the noise and commotion woke rockmanj out of his deep, alcohol-induced sleep. "What the hell is all that racket?" he thought to himself. Opening the curtains of his window, he looks outside to see the end results of the witch's fight with some shady figure. "Damn magicians..."
Closing the curtains, he sits down at his weathered oaken table and pours a double whiskey neat. As he sips the acrid beverage, he toys with his eyepatch, remembering a time long ago, before he needed to wear an eyepatch, before he became the cynical alcoholic....before that incident. Before he can finish his thoughts, there's a knock on his door...
/role play
Meanwhile Xel along with his harem, prepares his latest freak machine, TGEM, which have power take target person DNA data and clone him as a harem slave. Now what is just left to make them able to defend his Vault.
Number of works of fiction that made me shed at least one tear: 3Thou seeketh soul power, dost thou not?TOX: 33524385841A92B08787EEBEBA2DB51ED293C4F15A2E292F3F C92165E82388281433A77EA8FE
The next morning, I decided to give rockmanj a visit because I had to deliver something for him. "Hi, hi, rocky, are you there?" I yelled as I knocked on the door. rockmanj certainly looked troubled for a moment, then relaxed himself and said, "Yo, you got that "thing" for me?" I reached into my bag and pulled it out. "You're looking for this right?" I asked. He took the item, ran to his grandfather clock, and placed it within the confines. The clock started to move again. "Thanks! And... happy new years!" he yelled as I exited, waving at him.
I started to wonder what the marauder meant when he said "You don't even know the half of what GotWoot Village is up to." Maybe... SOMETHING SCANDELOUS!? I was so excited that I forgot that the village was being raided by Ani's minions, and just simply walked past them to my pumpkin house. But while there, I saw the door had creaked opened, meaning... "Someone's inside," I said. I went into alert mode. Peeking inside the house, I saw...
I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
rockmanj was so glad to receive "that item", that he had forgotten all about his payment to the witch. "Hey, you forgot..." but Nado had already disappeared from sight. For a moment, he contemplated just keeping what he owed, but then realized that he isn't that type of person....anymore, anyways. He opened the secret compartment behind his clock and removed a heavy tome entitled "Ancient Magics and You: A guide to the forbidden realms". "No one should ever possess this information, but what choice do I have? ", he thought to himself.
He dashed out of the rear entrance to his house, so as to intercept the witch, but was stopped in his tracks by a gruff, smelly marauder. "Where do you think you're going, one-eye?" rockmanj narrowed his right eye and glared at the marauder. "Who says I only have one eye, ugly?" The marauder was taken aback by the insult; "What the hell did you..." He was cut off by the swift blow to the throat from rockmanj. "I don't have time to deal with you now. Out of the way asshole" The marauder attempted to raise his rifle, but rockmanj had already gotten in close enough to incapacitate the goon, and knocked him unconscious. He sprinted to the witch's odd house, and knocked. "hmmm...I wonder if everything is ok?" Remembering an old trick from his pirating days, he picked the lock and walked inside...
/role play
The young, wounded marauder stumbled into the main hall of the marauders' hideout in the deep forest. This wasn't the first time that RedneckNoob had gotten himself in trouble with his impetuousness. Seeing this sorry excuse for a marauder bring shame and trouble to his door for the last time, Animeniax had some of his men drag him out back and beaten, then thrown in a dungeon, hopefully never to be heard from again.
/roleplay
For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?
I dunno, but Anineniax's entry just made me laugh.
...rockmanj sitting at the table, reading one of my books called "Familiars: Their Existence Matters!" I let out a sigh of relief and said, "You scared me, ya know? But I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I mean, you're a pirate after all." rockmanj looked up at me, put down the book, and pulled out another book. "Hmm?" I said, "this book... doesn't look like one of mine." "It's something I meant to give you as a payment before you walked away on me," he replied. I received the book, took a quick glance at it, and was fascinated by its content. Interesting... but before I could be absorbed into the book, an explosion occured outside my pumpkin house...
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I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
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