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* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Yeah...
Trench: Teleport, meeting!
[#] A serious shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[#] Kaalle has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A familiar form wearing the common tophat and kneecoat materializes nearby, whilst, a nefarious shift in energy, resulting in a high intensity of heat, is felt within the realm, followed by an eerie screech.
[*] Your request has been sent to Micheru.
[*] Micheru has accepted your request.
[*] Micheru joins you.
[*] Your request has been sent to Kaalle.
[*] Kaalle has accepted your request.
[*] Kaalle joins you.
Micheru: ..?
Trench is moderator.
Micheru: Moderator or mediator?
Trench: Both.
Micheru: Maybe referee?
Kaalle: I believe Micheru has me on ignore.
Micheru: I don't.
Kaalle: That's a change.
Micheru: I should have, but I didn't get around to.
Kaalle: Excuses, excuses..
Micheru: Kaalle, what 'logs' of these, do you have of me not following my standard combat procedure oocly?
Micheru: I'd like to see them.
Kaalle: I've seen them, I don't have them.
Trench: Moderator: One that arbitrates or mediates. (Source: Dictionary.com.)
Kaalle: This isn't why we're here, however.
Kaalle: Question: I'd like to know one good reason of how come you don't want to interact with my characters anymore?
Micheru: You know why I hide behind common rp guidelines? Because that's the only thing there to keep the players protected.
Micheru: It's more about you oocly.
Kaalle: Micheru, be nice, and don't hide behind Talzhemir.
(You see Balthasar.)
> Wine red hair floats about this rough, youthful face, normally given a vague style. Grey, thin fur hides rather hard scales, a hint to dragonic heritage. A white jerkin is thrown over a brown shirt, the latter's v-neck collar tied with a leather thong. Black pants pass over imposing foot-talons, the skin around such leathery and hard: his only visible weapon, along with hand-talons that hang by his side, their viciously curved claws seeming to defy his otherwise calm appearance. (Lerdian Elite Guard)
Micheru: You're a viscious fuckhead.
[ You whisper "(Boy, did you pick a bad time to come in here. =P)" to Balthasar. ]
Kaalle: Fuckhead, what a common insult. I'm not surprised that you used it.
[ Balthasar whispers, "( x) Seems like it.)" to you. ]
Balthasar: (Ah, I'll come back later.)
Trench: C'mon, enough of the side bar comments. Let's stick to the point at hand, can we?
Micheru: What is the point?
[#] Krul has entered the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: The point is that you're being an ass to me for no apparent reason. Or good reason, rather.
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Micheru: "Saccaticus: [I hate people like Micheru, which, hide behind Furcadia rules - especially Talzhemir's. Then, he goes around killing people, but when he finally gets caught up in a situation he can't get himself out of, he either runs away, or calls you a twink.]" and other comments like it before aren't an apparen't reason to hate your fucking guts?
Micheru: I'm happy to keep you on my list, with Abaddon and Marrock.
Kaalle: I'm not Saccaticus.
Micheru: No?
Kaalle: No.
Micheru: Lets pull up some quotes from my collection then!
Kaalle: I believe that Saccaticus has mentioned whom he was. I won't repeat what he said.
[#] Jeacer has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] N2 has left the Dark Realm.
(You see Jeacer.)
> You glance at an able-bodied human male, who is six-feet tall. His attire is of a tight silk ivory vest with sleeves that escape to a crimson hue, ebony silk trousers and brown shoes. You notice he carries one weapon: "his prized katars". Said weapon is made out of gold; thus a regal background is ones best guess. He has a small, spiked cut, a clean shave, and his scent is hygienic; thus he keeps himself well groomed.
Micheru: "WarJester99 [11:47 AM]: You don't seem to understand how things happen; you are presented with something five times more powerful than you, and you insult it, rediculize it, and so forth."
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Micheru: Lets start thee.
Micheru: there*.
Kaalle: That wasn't me either, I've told you that before.
Micheru: You claimed it was your brother, however it was in your typing style.
Trench: Your brother seems to get you into alot of trouble...
Micheru: You have all the signs of a textbook narcisist and compulsive liar. Just like Abaddon.
Kaalle: I have porn magazines at my doorstep when I return from a trip. Each time.
Micheru: That has what to do with this?
Kaalle: Example of how my brother gets me into trouble oftenly.
[#] Damonen has entered the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: Do you know what narcissist defines to, Micheru?
Micheru: I have another question: How is it that your character can open dimensional portals without a prep?
Kaalle: I've prepped twice for the whole thing to come into hand.
[ You whisper "Better question... How can you turn to liquid without a prep?" to Micheru. ]
Micheru: How did you turn liquid without a prep? Both happened in your battle with Mykael?
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Micheru: ?=.
[#] Faeral has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Faeral.)
> Bestial instincts forging his fate, creating his daily life. Unable to speak the tongue of common furres, he can only comprehend it. Having a sense of selfishness and unruly behavior, Fearal is lonesome and looking for friends. With unknown capabilities and a dexterous frame, he wanders the lands in a primal manner, simply living. [Feral, untamed]
Kaalle: Kaalle can instantly turn in liquid as a mode of transportation. Tell me, what do these questions have to do with the manner at hand?
Kaalle: I have a question: do you know what a narcissist is?
Trench: You wanted to know the problems he has with you...
Micheru: Kaalle, that log post you posted, You're mixing my words.
Kaalle: Yes. However, he seems to roleplay perfectly with people whom have the same problems. I.e.: Mykeal, Nyar, etc.
Kaalle: Mixing your words?
Micheru: You posted: "What's this?.. he/she/it says that it brings the combat to negociations OOCly. I've heard from this same person, quite some time ago, that bringing IC to OOC was VERY VERY BAD"
Kaalle: Anotation.
Micheru: I said brinring ic hatred to ooc hatred is bad, however, oocly negotiating combat is good roleplay.
[#] Faeral has left the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: Sure it is.
Micheru: I'm done. If you won't try, I won't.
Trench: Alright, if I may?
Micheru: And you proved that was your alt in posting the log.
Trench: I'm not big into discussing RP OOCly before doing it... But, some people are. And that's alright...
Trench: That's discussing the IC issue in an OOC manner. That's not bringing OOC problems into IC.
Kaalle: How, Micheru?
Kaalle: I said IC into OOC, Trench.
Trench: That... Is a kind of matter. I need to be reminded of the situation?
Micheru: I said that causing an ooc problem over an ic hatred was bad.
Kaalle: RunnerZer0 [11:47 AM]: OH NO! YOU'RE GOING TO KILL MY CHARACTER!!! *FLAIL* FUCK OFF. I don't give a shit what you think you are, but you're MIXING IC AND OOC, STOP IT.
Micheru: Yes, exactly.
Trench: It is bad to permit your IC opinion of another person to effect your OOC judgement of that person OOCly.
Kaalle: Let me be clear: Micheru's been good, in the first days, then, started insulting Kaalle. In public.
Kaalle: I dislike that.
Trench: That is a bit is disrespectful...
Kaalle: And I'm holding myself back, because I don't want to be kicked out of the DR.
Micheru: Micheru made a few insults in Kaale's direction ICly to Mykael.'
Kaalle: Still.
Trench: For some reason, I don't think he's speaking specifically of just today...
Micheru: THAT WAS IC.'
Kaalle: SO. IT STILL PISSES ME OFF.
Micheru: IT SHOULDN'T.
Kaalle: BECAUSE NORMALLY, I WOULD'VE BLOWN YOU UP.
Trench: Does it piss you off ICly or OOCly?
(You see Krul.)
> Over 7 feet tall, this massive furre seems very peculiar when compared to most. His furre never swaying, as patches of skin appear cracked and broken; his skin sealed in stone. Tendrils of solid emerald, seeming unbreakable, scatter about his head. An immense club is strapped to his back as a giant blade looks shoved into it, making a unique weapon. Krul is kind hearted and means well, just people don't see past his rock body. Will do anything to help others. (Cursed) [Sa'Amoran]
[#] Jakion has left the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: Both. Because Kaalle has a good reputation.
Krul: [am I interrupting?]
Trench: (Yes.)
Micheru: See? He's got his IC and OOC mixed up.
Micheru: Yes.
Trench: Well, to be truthful, there have been times when something done ICly kinda pisses me off OOCly...
Trench: I think we've all had that.
Kaalle: There.
Micheru: It can effect your emotional state-- because you interpret it as real life, that's how actors can cry on stage, but your logical sensors don't get mad because they know it's acting.
Kaalle: Torment is meaning to insult people and piss off people. I've been playing Kaalle since the dawn of days, and I've been holding him back lately, because I don't want to get booted.
Trench: I think there is a point to take it to... Alright, either way, I've heard what's been going on, but is any of this really enough to cause all the trouble you two have been letting it cause?
(You see Damonen.)
> A creature; an unexplainable thing from the past has returned from the very depths of oblivion. Malicious visage is hidden behind a large hat and a coat that flows smoothly down his body. The voluminous; somber orbs of the unknown would be flicking incessantly back and forth, scrutinizing the area. Behind the hat; blackened tresses cascade down the audacious man, unknowingly creating a mystery affect. The unknown man has walked the world of the void and returned, he is; Damonen [Dark Realm]
Kaalle: No. I think that Micheru's been acting like somesort of little kid at school.
Micheru: Kaalle disrespects me openly oocly for my playing style.
Kaalle: Micheru, Kaalle would've BLOWN YOU UP if I were not afraid, OOCLY, of getting booted from the DR.
Micheru: Why were you afraid? it was IC.
Trench: So, you could also say you're ICly afraid of being kicked out?
[#] Umbyre has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: [Damonen - LEAVE.]
Kaalle: Yes. But there are OOC reasons of how come I'm not playing Kaalle as he's supposed to be played.
Damonen: Micheru.. Stfu.
Micheru: [Trench?]
Kaalle: Well said, Damonen.
Micheru: This is a private meeting.
Damonen: Why talk with brackets when everyone is OOC?
Trench: Actually, I would prefer he leave. This is a kind of closed discussion.
Kaalle: Agreed.
Damonen: Bye Bye :-)
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: See the difference?
Kaalle: Difference?
Trench: Damonen - LEAVE! Or... I prefer he not be here during this closed discussion...
Trench: How would you respond to either one?
Micheru: Hm..
Kaalle: I would rather respond well to the latter. Flip the person off to the first.
Trench: That's my point. And a problem you both seem to have.
Trench: You have a complete lack and total disregard of respect for anyone else, but expect everyone to respect you in return.
Kaalle: Me? I respect people who respect me.
Trench: Sometimes, you gotta give respect before you get it. But, if someone doesn't give it to you first, you won't give it to them.
[#] Damonen has left the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Okay.
Micheru: Kaalle, it angers me that you insulted Zydon and told her to "masturbate while reading the furcadia.com roleplay pages."
Micheru: Jeacer, please leave. This is a private meeting.
Jeacer: I thought you were missing an arm, Micheru?[]
Jeacer: Also, how do you know my name ICly.[]
Micheru: It was replaced.
Trench: We're not IC.
Kaalle: It angered ME that she/he/whatever was backing up Talzhemir.
Micheru: Why?
Kaalle: I hate Talzhemir.
Kaalle: Quite simple.
Micheru: Talzhemir writes guidelines that allow protection and rights of the players.
Trench: Why? I mean, Talz made the guidelines.. I mean, I'm not big into it either, but I don't hate people just because they try to adhear to the guidelines.
[#] Jeacer has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Enten has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: But, you two are actually talking things a bit, now... So, keep this ball rolling, try to put aside your pride, and forgive me amoment while I afk. Um, dinner.
Micheru: Daymus, please leave us be.
Kaalle: It won't keep rolling, we all know it won't. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have IMPORTANT things to deal with.
Micheru: ...
Kaalle: Like, taking care of my son, and, taking a shower. I actually have to live, you know?
Micheru: Well, go masturbate to a Munchkin's guide to roleplaying then!
Kaalle: Go fuck yourself, Micheru.
[#] Krul has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kaalle has left the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Zydon is Youlanda, I invited her here to roleplay with my friends, and all she's seen so far is this bullshit.
Micheru: I love roleplaying here, with you, Jahana, Cotys, and the others, as I always have loved RPing with this group, but it's not fun for me with this shit happening.
[#] Umbyre has left the Dark Realm.
[&] (6:31:22 PM) Away mode set.
Micheru: I'll be on AIM.
[#] Micheru has left the Dark Realm.
Enten sits, knowing he's uninvited. "Hello. Are there any jobs availible here?"
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[&] (6:42:00 PM) Active after 10 minutes.
Trench: Sure. What do you do?
(You see Enten.)
> A searing impression within his ambiance. Mane endlessly flowing of fire as markings of fur burn painlessly about him. Eyes of an undying void, essence of sorrows surrounding him. Crimson dried attire fixated to his body, veiling his inner intentions. His silence most find distressing, while his sunken in eyes intimidate others. With a tilted gesture, he walks forward, abiding your presence, caring less...
Enten: Anything.
Trench: Anything? Are you good?
Enten: I am mostly an assasin, good in combat.
Trench: We are hiring for spies...
Enten laughs. Good? I'd say I'm good.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with alyk! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Enten: Spies? That sounds nice.
[#] Mykeal has entered the Dark Realm.
Enten: Where would I be spying?
Trench: Our Head Spy is Alykia... Obviously, not available at the moment, but...
Enten: I see.
Enten: I am most interested in the realm.
Trench: I'm certain I can take her spot for this purpose, but... Alright, what is your interest in the Realm? I mean, what draws you here?
Enten: The darkness of it. This dream seems unique among others. It's occupants actually look like they Rp.
Trench: Heh, we do try to encourage alot of decent RP.
Enten: Nice.
Trench: We do wars, and combat... We're trying to start up trade routes and such...
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Still OOC, or...?)" to you. ]
Enten: Interesting. I'm in.
[ You whisper "(Yeah, I can head IC.)" to Balthasar. ]
Trench: Really, the Realm is delegated into a few groups, and depending on which part you like to participate in will cary on who you talk to.
[ Balthasar whispers, "(It's no problem really, want me to come back a little later?)" to you. ]
Trench: Jahana does trade, entertainment, etc. Micheru and Kaalle do combat, Alykia does spying...
[ You whisper "(Nah, I'm just dealing with a new recruit at the moment. Once I'm done with that, I'll be ready for ya.)" to Balthasar. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Kay. :P)" to you. ]
Enten: Could I possibly be a combination of Spy and combat?
[#] Perdurabo has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: I'm certain that can be arranged...
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with kaall! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with micheru! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "." to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "." to Katmandu. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with coty! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with alyk! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Trench: Unfortunately, the only two members of the Council around currently are Jahana and Katmandu... However, you're welcome to travel around, meet the residents and such until one of those three happen to pop in
Enten: Very Well. I look foreward to this. i've heard of a few people within this realm, never did i know where the place was located.
Trench: Well, I'm glad you've found us. I hope it's not disappointing. If you have any suggestions or problems, please, don't hesitate to contact me.
Enten: well, these chairs...
Enten: no, lol.
Enten: anyways, alright
Trench: Like I said, just introduce yourself to either Alykia, Micheru or Kaalle... Tell them you met with me...
Enten: Alright, I will. when do they usually get on?
Trench: Well, you just missed both Micheru and Kaalle... But, I'm sure at least one of them will be by sometime today.
Trench: Their times can be sparatic and difficult to predict.
Enten: Alright.
Enten: Might I simply stay here?
Trench: You're quite welcome to do so. I don't have much in the way of rules...
Trench: Just watch your step, as some people take advantage of that.
Enten nods
Trench: Anything you have to ask of me?
Enten: Well. Let's see. I've signed up at the messege boards, so let me think...
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: That is a good way to reach me, as well. You may want to post a request there in one of the army forums.
Enten: Request to be in the army, right?
Trench: I'd specify, but yes. Request for either the Dark Alliance or The Legion.
(You see Jahana.)
> With paws tucked beneath her chin, she sleeps. Feathered wings are wrapped around her slight form, and a soft smile curves her lips as the sweetest of dreams dance before her closed eyes, dreams of love, laughter, and infinite happiness. 1 hours and 30 minutes
[ You whisper "(I'm thinking a new bit of design on certain parts of the Realm...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "Sleeping in sweetest repose in a world of make believe dreams where every fantasy and fairytale has a happy ending, Trench. 1 hours and 31 minutes" to you. ]
Enten: Which one would you specify?
Trench: I would probably suggest the Dark Alliance. If either was not to remain here, the first to leave would probably be The Legion.
Enten: Alright, so create a new topic, requesting to be in?
Trench: Aye.
Enten: Alright
Trench: Well, is there anything else?
Enten: Well, Anything i could perhaps do now? (Kinda bored... >.<)
Trench: Typically, I'd say so... But, unfortunately, I've been a bit out, lately, and the Realm seems to have kind of emptied out a bit... Best thing I can suggest is walk around, look the place over, and give greetings to those you find. There are a few residents in various places. Beyond that, I couldn't much suggest anything...
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Enten: I see. I have already looked around and thats when i decided I wanted to be apart of here.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Perdurabo has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, I'm glad you have. I wish there was something else, but... Until you meet with one of those others, there's really nothing more I have, right now.
Enten: Ok.
(You see Mykeal.)
> He towers over the common furre, standing over seven feet tall, his build quite thick, obviously built to hold the large battle axe that drapes at his side. His golden eyes flash with the anger that his face constantly portrays. His hair, long and flowing over his thick leather war armor, seems to match the golden of the plates placed within his armor. This dark large wolf seems to have one thing on his mind... And it's not your happiness.
Trench: So... If there's nothing else..?
Enten: Nothing I can think of.
Trench: Well, I hope you enjoy your time, then. Like I said, if there's anything I can do to help... Just let me know.
Enten: Alright. Thanks.
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Current players: Dark Realm, Morgana Elza`bet, Wylth'Anon, Daymus, An Imp, Jahana, Trench, Enten, Katmandu, Balthasar, Mykeal, Perdurabo.
* 12 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2868 total players online. Uptime 1 day 0:51
* Max players this session: 2879
* Max players today: 2879
[*] Your request has been sent to Balthasar.
[*] Balthasar has accepted your request.
[*] Balthasar joins you.
Trench: Please, have a seat.
Balthasar nods, doing as suggested. He links his hands together, 'Highness, I've made my decision about your offer...'
Trench leans back, offering a slight nod, "Go on..."
* Shouts on: You will now hear shouts even when this map is crowded. Type - to toggle them back off. *
* Shouts off: You'll only hear shouts when there aren't many people here. *
[ Enten whispers, "Am I interrupting here, or...?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm not sure... You can stay, if you'd like." to Enten. ]
Balthasar: I'm accepting. One of whom Kaalle called the Legion made a disturbance today, nearly killing the Prince's mate. I'd like to put an end to that, if I could... any position you wish will be fine with me. Also, Micheru told me you wished that I bring two furred with me; I will work on that as quickly as possible.
Balthasar: (furres*)
Trench: There is one that has already agreed to join with you on this effort... An advisor to the Queen, if I remember correctly... I do wish I could remember the name, but I would if I heard it, again...
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
Balthasar pauses. 'An advisor to the Queen...? Was it Demystify, perhaps? Or Adrien Luna?'
Trench: Adrien Luna sounds familiar... I think that was the name.
Balthasar: I see... and I believe the other I mentioned, Demystify, will also join. His mate was Jessica Baka.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Hmm... It doesn't much count if they've already come over...
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(I am sure whatever parts you redesign will look nice.)" to you. ]
Balthasar's brow rose. 'Demystify has already come?'
[ You whisper "(No, I'm just thinking... What if we put the bar where the throne is, the throne where the meting room is, and the meeting room where the tavern is?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "Sure." to you. ]
Trench narrows his eyes, as if in thought for a moment, "I'm not really sure... There was rumor of the possibility... Not sure if it came to fruition. Micheru would know."
[ You whisper "You think that's a good idea?" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "It could work, yes." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, we'll try it and see... Could you make that change then send me your copy? I like yours better." to Jahana. ]
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Balthasar nods. 'If he hasn't come, I will try to bring him... and another, of course. Would he have to of Lerdia, or have ties to it?'
[ You whisper "
Trench: I, obviously, would prefer they be from Lerdia...
[ Jahana whispers, "
[#] Distant Fear has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Distant Fear.)
> "Hajimata hakanasa no wake wa" she whispered. In my heart lies the reason for this growing pain. Her long raven hair stirred gently in the wind, her red eyes glinting in the pale moon light. She wore a black chinese styled top with red embroidery of dragons and phoenixes, and a long skirt of the same colour and pattern. She wore a silver sash around her slim waist, holding her sword The Phoenix.
Balthasar: I understand, but I'm not sure of any who would be willing... most, I would assume, would unfortunately be unable to see the benefit for Lerdia. However, I'll try.
Trench: I do appreciate that. And for that, I shall call off this war, effective immediately.
[#] Distant Fear has left the Dark Realm.
Balthasar smiles, and seems to relax somewhat. 'Thank you, Lord. I will do my best to bring two Lerdians with me the next time I return.'
Trench: I thank you. I forsee this event to be quite productive for us both.
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Balthasar: 'As do I, Highness.' He stands, bowing. 'You are my new King, then... is there anything else you wish?'
Trench shakes his head, "Do what you are to do... Report to either myself or Micheru once completed."
Balthasar nods, and bows once again. 'Yes, sire.' With that, he turns, and goes to fulfill his command.
[ You whisper "
Enten: What was that about???
[#] Balthasar has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: We've been at war with a neighboring kingdom...
[ Jahana whispers, "
Trench: He just saved their lives.
Enten: Oh.
[ You whisper "
Enten: Wait, he saved them?? and you're at war with them?
Trench: Aye.
Enten: Um... doesn't make sense.
[ Jahana whispers, "
Trench: I made a deal with him... He is a rare thing of that kingdom... He's a good warrior. I told him if he brought two of his kind with him, and joined under my command, then I would end the war with that kingdom.
Trench: He came to agree to the terms.
Enten: Oh, ok.
Enten: Makes sense now.
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Enten: That can get annoying... >.>
Trench: You don't like that? I can change the timing on it...
Trench: It's just, people weren't visiting it, so I had to find a way to make it known.
Enten: Well, I don't think it's up to me to decide, but just saying, for the ones here, it can get tiresome.
Trench: I try to keep informed of the opinions of everyone... If you think it may be annoying, others might, as well.
Enten: Oh, alright.
Enten: I like this patch...
Trench: I owe it to Alizon of Ansteorria.
Enten: Oh, cool.
Trench: Well, time to adjorn to the throne room, see what business is happening...
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Kortheal Tahalia shakes his head,"No I have heard that same answer from others who knew the man...I must face the truth."
[ You whisper "
Jahana nods again. "I am quite sorry the news is disturbing to you."
[ Jahana whispers, "
Kortheal Tahalia looks to Trench as he enters, nodding courteously.
Trench offers a brief nod of respect.
Kortheal Tahalia: [Mind my spelling tonight...I'm brain dead from three days of straight caffiene.]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I will get the changes to you tomorrow)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(That'll work.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Anything else you want done?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Off the top of my head? Not immediately, no.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Alright.)" to you. ]
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(I am sorry. I am just not in the mode for roleplay at the moment. I am having a pretty bad night and I need to get my mind off of some things.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aye? What's wrong?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Just life getting to me again, I guess. I shouldn't let it, but some days it overwhelms.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Believe me, I can relate.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I am sure.)" to you. ]
Trench extends a paw out to Enten, "Jahana, I'd like you to meet one of our newest..."
(You see Enten.)
> A searing impression within his ambiance. Mane endlessly flowing of fire as markings of fur burn painlessly about him. Eyes of an undying void, essence of sorrows surrounding him. Crimson dried attire fixated to his body, veiling his inner intentions. His silence most find distressing, while his sunken in eyes intimidate others. With a tilted gesture, he walks forward, abiding your presence, caring less...
Enten nods and bows.
[#] Catt Black - The Heartless has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench looks to Enten, "Jahana, here, is one of the nicest furres you'll meet in this place."
(You see Catt Black - The Heartless.)
> Heartless...
Jahana glances over at Enten and inclines her head. "Greetings and welcome."
[#] Catt Black - The Heartless has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Deft has entered the Dark Realm.
Enten: Thank you. This is a great place
[#] Deft has left the Dark Realm.
Jahana smiles. "I hope you enjoy your time here, then."
[ Jahana whispers, "(When did starting over get so damned hard?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(What, exactly, are we talking about, here?)" to Jahana. ]
Enten: I definately will. [Sorry, internets messing up]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Life... after divorce.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah... Haven't been there, yet. Sometime, though...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I see others and they make it look so easy, and yet when I try, I just seem to get knocked backwards a step or two.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(They just make it look easy...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I suppose.... then on the other hand, maybe I just want things to happen too fast. I honestly dont know.)" to you. ]
[#] Mykeal has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Probably. People are known for needing instant gratification.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Very true.... but I have waited three years. :P)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(You've been divorced for three years?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Divorced a year... marriage was over for that long before.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Heh, I know that feeling... Aw, but I understand. It's a difficult situation, it is. Especially if you've been out of the loop for a period of time.)" to Jahana. ]
[#] Zyess Vertae has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(Very true.... and thank you for lending an ear. I just needed to vent a tad bit.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aw, anytime, dear. Y'know I'm always here for you.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(And I appreciate that. It is nice to speak with someone who can relate. The door also is open for you should you need me. :-))" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Heh, I think I complain too much as it is.)" to Jahana. ]
(You see Zyess Vertae.)
> Tall and pretty, this lady feline couldnt help but draw attention. Her clothing was a tight bodice that laced up the front attached to a skirt that flared out a little just past her hips. On each wrist, were silver bracelets with runes inscribed on them and a sword, composed of crystal and silver, at her waist, in a sheath with runes on it. She was currently learning to use a staff.
[ Jahana whispers, "(No you don't. Don't think that at all.)" to you. ]
[#] Umbyre has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Eh, I've enough troubles to wear me out and then some!)" to Jahana. ]
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[#] Umbyre has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(Heh... I'll tell you of mine once when you have about SIX hours to kill. *chuckles*)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(It'll happen.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(It's a date then :P)" to you. ]
Trench: (Damnit. I'm trying to create up this sex story, and I am at a loss, for a change...)
Daymus: (Hmm....)
[ Daymus whispers, "http://www.allextremesex.com/n2_stories.html" to you. ]
Daymus: (That might help for ideas.)
Trench: (Is it about threesomes?)
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Enten: (o.o;;;)
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "whats it take to join this place?" to you. ]
Jahana writes for a furre site. :P()
[ You whisper "Well, that depends on what you're good at..." to Zyess Vertae. ]
Trench: (Jah, we really do have to do some things to get this place hoppin', y'know?)
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "Well, I'm not that great of a fighter but I'm getting better and I'm a fairly good spy so I could find out anything you need from anywhere jsut about." to you. ]
Jahana: (I agree.... but what is the question.)
Daymus: (It could be. Haven't read them all. I'll be back. Furc is crapping out on me.)
Jahana: (What does Den's dream look like? Do you have a copy?)
[ You whisper "For spies, I recommend speaking with Alykia when she's about. For combat, either Micheru or Kaalle..." to Zyess Vertae. ]
[#] Daymus has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (I don't, but I've seen it.)
Jahana: (What do you think of it?)
[#] Daymus has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "Alright then. Thanks for your time." to you. ]
Trench: (It's an above ground place. A castle, kind of place...)
[ You whisper "If you need anything, just let me know." to Zyess Vertae. ]
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "I do have a question and Ive had mixed answers. What is the deal with the twink nation of Lerdia?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "For answers to that, I can securely suggest you look at the Dark Realm board pages. However, for a direct answer, just this eve, the situation was resolved, and peace reigns." to Zyess Vertae. ]
Trench: Carrera, greetings.
Jahana: (Hmmm..... not too fitting for what we have roleplayed, you think?)
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "Ah. Alright then. FInally got my answer. Thanks once more for your time." to you. ]
Carrera Viper looks up to Trench. "Good evening." Carrera said before taking a seat.
Daymus wants a new wing color, but Furc's selection isn't very good.)
Trench: What news do you bring?
Carrera Viper smiled. "Well I think I accidently angered Lord Mephisto on accident."
Trench: Accidently angered him on accident, eh? Aye. He had told me...
Carrera Viper: I just looked at him.
Jahana chuckles. "That would do it."
[#] Flanger has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Mephisto is very... Well, quick to anger.
Trench: It runs in the family.
Carrera Viper shrugs, but still smiles. "I mean him no disrespect, but I think it would be best if I kept my distance."
Trench: There are many that I think that may be true with...
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
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Phu: OMG
Phu: no000O
Phu: OMG
Phu: .
Phu: NOT YET 3
Phu sobs
Phu: omg
Phu: OMG NOOOO
Phu fishes them out
(You see Xilin.)
> [Poet][Folder/PaperSmith][Tortured Artist] UNIT ORIGAMI FOR SALE. [F8 for details] <--- read my DevART journal. [Because of a high intrest but no sales, I've lowered my prices by 50%] [Xilin L. Kah] http://xilin.deviantart.com/gallery/ bmp:home.csumb.edu/g/gwinnabigail/world/meowstupid [AFF For 9:17]
Phu eats them..
(You see Water and Wind.)
> I have step into the darkness and is trying to find his way back.
Problem Child: omg gross
(You see Phu.)
> //p.tf.p.pc.a// .is.where.its.at. jpg:w^g^c^realm_2_mind/ch
(You see Problem Child.)
> # I wanna heal... I wanna feel... What I thought was never real... # [Sibs - Josei] [3 Don't bother.] [Ham I am.] [Wishlist - Butters, Gryffe] [Think of a more original name than InuYasha60096.] [ A l w a y s OOC.] [Rose #30085] Many thanks to Unsavory for the Bat Wings! <333
(You see Felorin.)
> Felorin is a silver and black tabby cat, wearing a mischievous grin - and a purple kimono embroidered with golden dragons. He has a moon and three stars painted on his cheekfur. The ring of The Circle is worn proudly on the ring finger of his right paw. (happily engaged to his sweet red-headed kitty)
(You see Insane.)
> New? Lost? Need some help? Just ask! [Support gay rights; don't discriminate] www.insanefurre.tk [I Y Q] [Rose #5] [Owner of Passion Palace] Best Friend: Rose Love: Genetic Love Life's Color
(You see Felorin.)
> Felorin is a silver and black tabby cat, wearing a mischievous grin - and a purple kimono embroidered with golden dragons. He has a moon and three stars painted on his cheekfur. The ring of The Circle is worn proudly on the ring finger of his right paw. (happily engaged to his sweet red-headed kitty)
Trench: That's what I get...
Insane: Walk to quickly?
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "'Ello, care to RP?" to you. ]
Trench: I think so...
Felorin: But you have no idea what city they're in, huh? Guess it's nice to let other people know that stuff for ya. :-)
[ You whisper "In a moment, aye." to Abaddon Woodmyrk. ]
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "M'kay." to you. ]
Insane: Well, I should know, but since I have never actually done the drive myself it hasn't been important to me.
Felorin: I don't think I've ever gone to a city without knowing what city I was in. But I know the Chicago suburbs are all jammed together and you can't tell the line where one stops and the next begins. I used to live there for a year. :-)
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Abaddon Woodmyrk.)
> A young kid of about fourteen years. He seems to have a nice apearance. Grey furr adorns his apearance as red-painted short militairy styled hair would remain upon his head. His hair is originaly black. The child wears no gloves or bracers. Having black strong boots and a grey cape wich follows his body until the lower parts of his ankles. White troussers where worn with a white shirt. He simply did not seem to wear any armor. (www.freewebs.com/woodmyrk/">Abaddon)(Pyromancer)
Abaddon Woodmyrk sat there; eyes narrowed lightly and looked towards the ground. Ears perking at both entrances. Feeling the prescence of the one he wanted to speak to he opens his eyes to normal, vision increasing and turns his head towards Trench. He stood up from the seat, turning towards trench. Nodding as in a greeting. Remaining silent for now. -- He let Trench speak first; the boys face only showed a neutral emotion.
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Trench quirks a brow a bit towards the young lad, offering a slight nod of respect before spaeking, "Greetings, youth. Welcome to my Realm, tell me... How may I be of service to you?"
Abaddon Woodmyrk blinked only once in the while. The boy, army styled hair; casual clothing and a large cape equipped. He looked to face Trench. Red eyes of the boy would seem to be empty of emotion as his face was. Soft and calm, but also formal words where spoken. "This... the Dark Alliance. Is there a possibilyt to fit in?" he said. -- The boy stood there simply, legs spreaden lightly, arms folden upon his back.
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (Possibility*)
Trench rubs his chin thoughtfully, nodding a bit as he asks. He offers a slight smirk before replying, "The Alliance, itself, has been placed under the charge of Micheru. I can approve you for taking part in such a place, and certainly authorize all Realm activity, but for actual assignment and placement within the Alliance, you would have to speak with him."
Abaddon Woodmyrk nodded once. "I see." the boy stepped back once and moved back to sit upon the bench like the avatar displays; arms upon his knee's/lap. -- The boy lowers his head to face the ground, eyes narrowed lightly. In thought. Where are you Mephisto...
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Trench places his elbow upon the arm of the chair, and his chin upon his paw, "Tell me, what is it that brings you to this place?"
Abaddon Woodmyrk remains silent for a small moment. Staring with lightly narrowed eyes at the ground; the boy looked not sad but with a neutral expression upon his face; seemingly not even to look into Trench's direction as he speaks. "Power."
Trench chuckles, offering a slight nod, "That's what we're all in it for, I think... Y'know, lad, it takes a great deal of work to not only gain power, but to uphold it. I have alot under me, but it's been a very difficult road... Also, if you want power, you need to figure out what kind of power it is you want, and assure you're under the correct venue of getting it."
(You see Tiye.)
> Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. The arches defined her being seen throughout a kalasiris draped beneath a linen sheath of crisp white. Scarlet sash about her thin waist was knotted and draped neatly. Carcanet collar about her neckline is completed with carnelian, lapis lazuli, chrysoprase, and so forth. Bare footed paws exceed splendorous adornments for the eye to feast upon.
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Wylth'Anon has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: (Yo Abaddon.)
Abaddon Woodmyrk looked at Trench. "Im searching for someone with the Title 'Lord of the flames'." his voice seemed rather to be threadning. The boy though seemed to remain calm at all times.
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (Yo Tiye. (: )
Aramil Nailo remains silent in the shadows as he has did before the one's arrival, listening to their conversation, nothing more
Aramil Nailo: had*
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
Wylth'Anon jumps onto the first bench she comes across after entering the room and hops from bench to bench until she reaches the front. Collapses into a cross legged position.
Tiye entered the room quietly, slipping around the back to stand at her prefered spot. Left paw went to her stomach as she stared at the ceiling, looking rather green in the face. Silence overcame her as she stood, nudging a toe into the ground.
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (petite = french. x.x; -dies- )
Trench quirks a brow, "Lord of the flames? Mephisto... Hm, he visits here often enough... He'll be about, at some point in time, though I wouldn't expect him within the next couple of hours. I am his nephew, however, the Lord of the shadows... You obviously didn't want him for any Dark Alliance thing, so... Maybe I could aid you with what you sought him for?"
Tiye: (No kidding! :P)
Wylth'Anon: (Cry baby.)
Jahana strides into the room and takes her usual place, first offering a nod to Trench, then to the others present.
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Abaddon Woodmyrk blinks once. "Mephisto? He is is my mentor." he did heard it from the last conversation correctly. So he indeed is Mephisto. -- He looks at Trench still. He remained in the sitting position as avatar displays; eyes where normal, but they just stared like his mind was empty. "Have you got information about any other Lord of Flames?"
Trench stares blankly for a moment, blinking a moment before shaking his head a bit, "I'm sorry, there is only one... Your mentor? Are you aware of another Lord of Flames to mentor you? After all, if it were Mephisto, I would think you to know the name of your mentor, aye?"
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Good morning]" to you. ]
Tiye lifted her paw from her stomach to cover her mouth as she let out a burp, eyes turning down to stare at the bench beside her before lowering to sit upon it. Drawing her knees up, she spun around and grimaced while she began to unbraid her hair. Most strange was her behavior indeed, but there nothing she was wishing to share with anyone for the moment.
Abaddon Woodmyrk nodded. "Mephisto is my Mentor. He apearantly has the same title as for the person I really seek." the boy looked at the ground again, light narrowed eyes.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Hey, morning!)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Tayn Razorwind: [Different versions? o.o]
[ Raban Wade whispers, "Hey. Mephisto said that I should speak to you at some point. I'm kinda new to roleplaying and he's been helping me out, but he said that since you were on more you might be more useful." to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[[You really don't know who I am ICly do ya :-P]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Hey, sure. I'll take you to the arena in a moment and we can go over some things.)" to Raban Wade. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (Probably)
[ You whisper "(I should... I met with you the other day.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[I mean other than that :-P]" to you. ]
[ Raban Wade whispers, "Ok." to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(A suggestion was presented that could develop roleplay to an extent. It involves dream construction.)" to you. ]
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Trench nods slightly, shaking his head a bit, "Indeed... Sorry, I couldn't help you, then..."
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[ Raban Wade whispers, "I'm not new to Furcadia and I've had RP experience before with dice games." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Go on?)" to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "(Umm... Other than an up and coming potential ally... I guess not...)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Raban Wade has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(It is combination of two dreams, more or less. Combine Dark Realm and Howling Oak Tavern in a smaller scale of course. The tavern is above ground and a 'front' for the hidden caves of the Realm beneath.)" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Perhaps if I mention the names Yamo, or Nathaniel Darkeson it may fill you in some :-D]" to you. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk remains silent. He waits here until Mephisto would have arrived. He looks at the ground. Eyes lightly narrowed. -- Ears perking to catch up any sounds of noises.
[ You whisper "(Hm. I like it. Can you do it?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Yes I can.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(We'll give it a shot, then. Then place a pole on the boards and see how people like it.)" to Jahana. ]
Tiye bit her lip as her stomach let out a loud, strange lurching sound, causing her to hunch over some as she tried unbraiding her hair faster. She was ailing, but only just. Her legs tucked beneath her as she sat trying to go about without being noticed, so far she had managed quite well.
[ Jahana whispers, "(Alright. Give me a few days and I will come up with it. :-))" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind walks in, golden robes and all, whee. He gives Trench a light bow before moving to takea seat.
[ You whisper "(That reminds me... I need you to help me keep the realm up alot more. I'm about to hit alot of expenses, as two more adults are about to move in with me.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(That is no problem. I can easily keep it up at night and through the day until you can get on. I have been doing it in your off times.)" to you. ]
Trench stands, walking from the room, "There's no need to stay in this business area... May I recommend to each that the tavern is a more relaxing area.." And with that, he takes off.
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Tayn Razorwind sighs lightly, without war, he gets bored.
Jahana pads in a few moments later and takes a nearby seat, wincing just a bit. The rune brands on her arms, shoulders, and neck were still a bit raw looking, but much better than the previous day.
Trench scratches his chin, "I really do need to find another kingdom to start some trouble with..."
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Tayn Razorwind smiles. "I went into a more Eastern-ish, area, I think it was called Hinata. I also encountered Cotys there, the people seem rather open minded, maybe another ally?"
Jahana arches a brow. "Why must it be a kingdom, specifically? Why not a smaller place to start with?"
Trench: She said she was working with it... Jahana, c'mon, can we really afford to make war with some small place? I mean, it's not like we don't have the ability...
[#] Aramil Nailo has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: Bail's.
Tiye sat down comfortably after entering, eventually curling up on the seat and closing her eyes. Her hair trailed off the edge, charms placed within chiming softly. Only enough to announce her presence to those about.
Jahana: You're right, we do, but I say that you pick on a smaller place and the bigger places will automatically want to get involved. See where I am going with this?
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[We still need to speak more of our business some time though]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I fully agree.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Perhaps a time when more of the brothers are on than just myself though]" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Just keep me informed as to when that is.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Trench shrugs a bit, "Do we have a bartender?"
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Nope..."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Well, the only one that you really need speak with are Set and Yamo, being as they call the shots. Yamo tends to be on quite late in the eve though]" to you. ]
Jahana slips from her seat. "I can get anyone a drink if they want one."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "ones*" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind would never request a drink from his superior, damn soldier mentality XD
[ You whisper "(Hrm, perhaps soon...)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Arucard has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[I shall keep you informed then]" to you. ]
Arucard: ( Kaim here. )
Trench: I've been doing rum, lately.
Tiye felt like tossing her cookies at the moment, and she never served anyone, she felt it below her.
Arucard: ( Jinn is pretty good. )
Tayn Razorwind: [I remember seeing that character before..]
Tayn Razorwind taps his fingers upon the bartop idly. "Trench, Sir, what about raiding Bail's?"
Tiye: (Oh...so you're Kaim's alt...not Kaalle's. Haha.)
Arucard: ( Jinn is pretty good, he even managed to kill Kaim, though his tricks were very uber. )
Trench glances over towards Tiye, but shakes his head a bit before looking to Tayn, "Tell me about Bail's..."
Arucard: ( Kaalle? He steals most my descs. >< )
Arucard twitches. )
Tayn Razorwind: [Lol, let's not rant about Kaale today.]
Arucard needs Alucard. )
Tiye: (Really, there would be nothing for tomorrow.)
Arucard: ( Dracula spelled backwards. )
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (There'd always be plenty for tomorrow.)
Arucard: ( We're all going to blacklist Kaalle. )
[#] Rantar has entered the Dark Realm.
Arucard: ( Nyar/Ab are starting it, 'cause Kaalle ripped off Nyar's Dreadlord character. )
Tayn Razorwind nods "It's the most populated tavern since Wayfarers before it closed down. There are some big wanna be fighters there, and a few potential warriors every time I visit. Maybe we could recruit some from Bail's, and just kill the wanna bes off. Or force Bail's to be a front for us..."
Tiye: (Tiye is a nickname for her real name. :3)
Arucard: ( So, blacklisting means to entirely ignore any role play involving Kaalle, or any rp with him. )
Arucard: ( If you're up for it, whisper Nyar. )
Tayn Razorwind: [Nyar wants Kaalle blacklisted?]
Tayn Razorwind: [This I gotta hear]
Arucard: ( Nyar is the Dreadlord of blood. )
Arucard: ( Kaalle is the Dreadlord of bones. )
Tayn Razorwind: [I know who he is]
Arucard: ( See a resemblance? )
Arucard: ( He stole Nyar's design. )
Tayn Razorwind: [Nyar is also Requiem Mal right?]
Arucard: ( Possibly. )
Tiye was glanced at! Whee! She stared solemnly back at Trench and finally sat up, standing to go and take a seat at the bar. Polite dip of her head given to those talking.
Arucard: ( I wouldn't be sure. )
Trench: Hm, going to war with a tavern is unreasonable. Tavern's don't have armies or residents to attack, They're too open, you'd just be attacking random people... Guess one could put them out of business...
Trench: But, if we can get them to work as a front, that might be good, but... We kind of have a front, as it is. Still, maybe to bring in some funding...
[#] Rantar has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: It is the biggest business spot I've found so far, so even taking a diplomatic measure could get our coffers full.
Arucard loves the new gray eyes added in the update. )
[#] Alathio has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: [Oh, they added colors?]
Carrera Viper: [I'm glad they got something closer to red]
Arucard: ( Yes. )
Trench: As long as they know our reputation, it should be fairly easy to deal. That's the thing, though... This land has to know of the Dark Realm and it's Dark Alliance, else things tend to be... More difficult.
Jahana taps her claws atop the bar. "Ever thought of relocating the Realm, itself, Trench?"
Tayn Razorwind: If they don't know, we make them know, and have their residents spread the word about why it's nothing but ashes.
Carrera Viper enters the tavern, taking a seat at a table. Carrera would catch the conversation between Tayn and Trench, turning to listen.
Tiye raised her eyes up to gaze at Trench for a long while. "If war is what you seek, why not different lands other than Kasuria?" It seemed sensible to her, at least for the time being.
Trench: Relocate? Why, this has been the spot since I moved from Allegria... What can I say? I'm a traditionalist...
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Trench looks over to Tiye, "Have you been to the other lands?"
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "You know a Dretch Irontooth?" to you. ]
Jahana nods. "Yes, I know you are a traditionlist, but even tradition needs to be broken or changed sometimes."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[]*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Not really, no...)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Tiye would raise her eyebrows and then nodded. "Oh yes, my family sent me to many nations, including our neighbors, since their queen is my fourth cousin..." She stopped there, it would get a little complicated to explain even more.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[All i needed to know. Sorry to bother you]" to you. ]
Trench: This is set right at the end of a path... I mean, it's set apart from other places, yet still quite simple to get to. And everyone knows where it is... Would moving really be a wise idea?
Tayn Razorwind: Thing is, the closer we are to population, the more will naturally come out of nothing better to do, and even more chances a kingdom could start trouble with us, then giving us the self defense excuse to eliminate entire kingdoms.
Trench looks back to Tiye, once more, "I've been to some of this other places... Furrabia, for instance... It's all just sex clubs and harlot buildings. Very little of any actual value.
Trench: "
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Did't want him to be one of yours as he says he is when i kill him ;-)]" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Sex clubs bring in money though..."
[ You whisper "(Well, in all fairness, I don't know alot of those under me. I have a Council that handles those kinds of things.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Tiye laughed aloud. "But well known for their spices and exotic treasures. I am talking of conquering countries, not women." Defiant smirk was brought to her lips.
Tayn Razorwind: Conquer the countries through the women, get the warriors some action and then we kill their mates and inherit the business?
Trench looks over to Carrera, "What do you think? You able to start some relations to some of these other areas?"
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Sorry to say, but if he is one of yours, it's a little too late now anyways :-D]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Eh, I'll probably hear about it eventually. It's alright.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Blaceta Jaguar has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana shrugs. "You could even have different headquarters run by trusted council in these other areas, should they prove worthwhile."
Carrera Viper nods agreeing with Trench's assesment of FurN. Then looks to Tayn then to Trench. "I beleive I can talk with the leaders, open the gate for further negotiations. But does the Realm really want to have anything to do with FurN? It's a vile place."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[lol such love for those that give their lives for you lol]" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind smiles a bit "FurN's been my second home for years, and I'm not too bad..."
Tiye chuckled darkly at Tayn. "And what happens, my lord, when the women themselves are warriors? Furrabia has nothing that this place already has. Since Lord Trench has his own harem."
Carrera Viper: I'm not too fond of it because a girl can't walk the streets there without being solicited to do some unspeakable act.
[ You whisper "(Hey, if they attack people I'm trying to get in good relations with, I have little sympathy for them. It certainly wasn't by my orders that he's there getting in trouble.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Blaceta Jaguar limps her way somewhat dramatically inside, stubborness alone keeping her mangled body from collapsing before she got to the bar. Grumble huffed out of exhausted lungs, and once upon the stool, she'd effectively flop.
Tayn Razorwind smiles even wider. "Then we recruit some women and Micheru's irrational commands get more amusing..."
Tayn Razorwind archres a brow hearing the flop, turning to look at the mangled panther. All he can say is... "Damn...wish I knew how to heal.."
Jahana arches a brow, looking to Trench. "You have a harem now?" she asks, grinning.
Trench shrugs, "It happens."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[If anything, my kind will see him as a gift from you :-P. A new corpse for our bloodspeaker as well]" to you. ]
Jahana rolls her eyes. "Oh yes, you must have your variety."
[ You whisper "(Then he's done his part.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Wylth'Anon's attention span, though short, happens to pick up on Carrera's words. "A vile place? How does that deter one of the Dark Realm?"
Trench nods.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[ :-D]" to you. ]
Tiye raised her brows again. "And how might they be recruited? Suppose they hate the male race?" Fingernails were placed out in front of her to inspect, obviously trying to get them all to understand something she had hidden. "And it also so happens that his slaves are lazy. No one likes a lazy slave. Once they have nothing to do they start getting ideas on how to rebel..."
Arucard gouges his hand through a swirling portal of many colors, ripping himself free and into the physical realm. "..Howdy.." He'd say, turning to rip the handle off one of the jugs of beer, and just letting it ridiculiously pour into his mouth. Yum... beer. >)
Tayn Razorwind shrugs "Kill them too then. No loss."
Blaceta Jaguar shakes lightly her muzzle with a tired though surprisingly good tempered grin. "Neh... that'd make me worse." Glance shifted to crimson-clothed male behind the bar. "Blood? Bloodwyne? Something that'd fuel the regeneration'd be nice...."
Jahana snickers. "Or let Cotys have at them."
Tayn Razorwind now has flashbacks of his favorite kill, he actually ended up imapling swomeone through their rectum then cleaving their head in two...yum.
Carrera Viper turns her eyes to look upon, Wylth, shrugs with a light grin. "I'v been gone for a while. I suppose I forgot to take that into consideration. I suppose there are potentials for recruitment there. Perhaps we can get women who can seduce leaders to join us? Or use the same type of women to spy on the leaders."
Carrera Viper: Or men to be fair.
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Yes, we go to the queens of realms and be like:Here is this stallion as a gift to you..."
Arucard would rather choose a dagger in the vagina as a source of death, much more creative, anywho, he began to maniacly spit in every direction. "..What the fu-" He frowned, "..BLOOD?!.."
Wylth'Anon: Too many act as if they're sucking Light in the dark corners, and wearing dark masks in the tunnels of the Realm.
Tiye turned her gaze to Arucard. "Are you sure you want to drink that? Did you bring it with you? It could be poisoned..." She looked over at Tayn. "Wrong, you let a woman convince other women to join the recruits. If you send a male, the Amazons would only kill him or rape him." As to what Carrera spoke of, her eyes lit up. "Indeed."
Trench nods to Carrera's comment, "Aye, females seriously overlook their own abilities at the price of 'pride'. If they were only a bit more ruthless... I tell ya, I could train up a ruthless female to be an assassin more excelled than any male..."
Tayn Razorwind: [It'd be like that Kill Bill asian chick]
Trench: Rape him, eh..? Hmm...
Carrera Viper: [O-ren?]
Tayn Razorwind: [Yes]
Tiye: (You're kidding, right?)
Carrera Viper: [Those were good movies]
Tiye: (They sucked ass.)
Tayn Razorwind: [No, the premise works]
Jahana chuckles softly, yet says nothing. She idly thinks on something that had occurred a few days ago.
Tayn Razorwind: [Kill a male leader while fucking him]
Carrera Viper: [I get what your saying though.]
Arucard: ( Castration. >) )
Arucard: ( Actually, that's Arucard's job. )
Carrera Viper: [I'm pretty sure thats what she means]
Tayn Razorwind: [No, get the woman on top and have her bite him in the throat just a bit too hard...]
Tiye: (It was Monty Python crossed with a really bad Jackie Chan-like film.)
Tayn Razorwind: [Then castrate after she gets off]
Blaceta Jaguar was sure that vamps were more comman than that. She'd arch a brow, as this was likely the most surprised responce she'd ever gotten to such a request. "That's what I said... is it a problem? Bloodwyne would work just as well if you would..."
Tiye: (Do any of you watch James Bond films?)
Carrera Viper: [I do]
[#] Jahana has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: [Oooo James....LOL]
Trench: (A few. Wow, why'd this thing go OOC?)
Tayn Razorwind: [Because it's amusing]
Tiye: (Do you remember the one where the woman killed the captain and he died "A happy man?")
Tiye: (I dunno.)
Tayn Razorwind: [Goldeneye]
Tiye: (Yup.)
Carrera Viper: [Yep]
Tiye: (So Kill Bill doesn't even compare.)
Arucard in fact, may of spit some of that blood on Trench, or just on the bar before him. Anywho, the sword-wielding megalomaniac proceeds to begin dumping over everything behind the bar.
Tayn Razorwind: [Xena's probably the easiest woman for most men to please in bed, all she needs to do is get on top and squeeze and she has an orgasm]
[ Raban Wade whispers, "So, when should we do this thing? When you're finished debating hwo to go about destroying an undecided target?" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow towards Arucard's actions, "Umm..."
Tiye: (Xena turned lesbian. Remember?)
[ Raban Wade whispers, " ;p" to you. ]
(You see Arucard.)
> Red Lightning; an ultimatly deceptive warrior, therein proclamated as a cursed manslayer. Platinium tendrils sprung out in the form of many spikes and the such, as to grant an almost maniacle countenance to the male. Sheathed at his sides were two average katanas, and a variety of ninjitsu gear, such as: claws, shurikens, and several grappling hooks. Lastly, he wore red boots, pants, and a crimson trenchoat.
Carrera Viper: [Wow this got weird]
Tayn Razorwind: [No, she tried to do the same to Bond]
Trench: Please, excuse me a moment...
Tayn Razorwind: [She was always bi]
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Trench: What has he gone over for you?
Raban Wade: Well, what I know so far is that you have to attempt to attack and that you should not "prep" even if people tell you to.
Trench: Heh, well, prepping is a topic of issue... Really, it's per person. Sometimes, prepping isn't bad. I mean, I can't instantly cast a death spell at you. It requires some preperation.
Raban Wade: He said that some things should take multiple turns to do, like you can't just kill someone.
Trench: Exactly... Yeah, he and I have been playing in the same type of format for about the same amount of time... We share alot of the same opinions, but you'll find some people don't agree... For one, never use dice. I mean, that's just... Don't do it.
Raban Wade: I've played games like DnD before... dice seems like it'd be good in a lot of situations.
Raban Wade: Even if you do freeform for most things I mean.
Trench: It's true, there is an occasional situation that it might work in, but for the most part... Umm... I wouldn't advise it.
[#] Wylth'Anon has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Ok.
(You see Raban Wade.)
> He carries himself proffesionally, with an aura of self-assuredness. His long burnt headfur is slicked back and combed into a handsome ponytail tied with a piece of black rope. His garmets are formal, a length of sleek dark trousers, a light gray button down, and a greenish jacket. There are no obvious weapons on him. http://www.geocities.com/rabanwade/Info.html
Trench: Race. Do you have any? The big thing is, know your charecter. Know what you do, why you do it, and regarding magics, how you do it...
Raban Wade: I don't have any real powers yet. I figured I would leave most of my future abilities to RP.
Trench: That's good. Do you have any form of history?
[#] Arucard has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Yea, on my website.
Raban Wade: www.geocities.com/rabanwade/info.html
Trench: Got it.
Raban Wade: I read all the stuff on furcadia.com/roleplay but it doesn't seem like anyone follows those rules.
[#] Alathio has left the Dark Realm.
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Trench: sorry, afk a sec.
Raban Wade: Reading my website by any chance?
Trench: aye
Trench: A few problems, I think...
Trench: Heal from death...
Raban Wade: Unless true death is inflicted via decapitation.
Trench: What do you mean 'can heal from any level'?
[#] Kisa the Pyro has entered the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Any level of damage... even if he were lying in a puddle of his own blood where a human would be dead if he is given blood he can revive.
Trench: Alright, I see something about vampfurre abilities, so your race is vamp?
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alathio has entered the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Yep. http://www.furcadia.com/roleplay/furvamps.html
Trench: So, when you said you don't have any real powers, yet, what you meant is that you have a list of powers, already....
(You see Abaddon Woodmyrk.)
> A young kid of about fourteen years. He seems to have a nice apearance. Grey furr adorns his apearance as red-painted short militairy styled hair would remain upon his head. His hair is originaly black. The child wears no gloves or bracers. Having black strong boots and a grey cape wich follows his body until the lower parts of his ankles. White troussers where worn with a white shirt. He simply did not seem to wear any armor. (www.freewebs.com/woodmyrk/">Abaddon)(Pyromancer)
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Hey there]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Hey, sexy. What's going on?)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Heh, not a whole lot. Feeling sick today. How about you?]" to you. ]
Raban Wade: I have the regular powers that come with being of that race and one bonus; poppytongue. I also possess all of the weaknesses.
[ You whisper "(No, I'm feeling alright, actually.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk walked inside this room as he heard voices coming from there; casual and slow movements made him apear as he came from the shadow that covered the place between the rooms. As he became revealed he blinks a single time. Only listning. He stands there only.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[That's a good thing then. What's new?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah, beats me. Things happen around here, these days, that I don't even know about, anymore. No one tells me anything. But, at least the Realm is picking up.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Carrera Viper, Tayn Razorwind, Trench, Tiye, Raban Wade, Blaceta Jaguar, Kisa the Pyro, Abaddon Woodmyrk, Alathio.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1846 total players online. Uptime 23:39
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1894
Trench: So, make sure you understand your powers. How they work and why...
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[>.<; Don't you just hate when you're left out of things, like that?]" to you. ]
Raban Wade: I think I have a pretty good idea.
[ You whisper "(Nah. I like the idea of things working without needing my full attention. Lets me relax a bit.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[#] Kisa the Pyro has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Aye? Alright, you're dying... You drink a bit of blood and you recover quite well, where any other would probably perish. Why?
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Yeah, that is true. But it's good that you atleast know what's going on.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Some things I wish I knew... Some things I realized I'm better off not knowing.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Raban Wade: Hmm...
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[LOL, that's too true.]" to you. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk stands, only. It seems not the time to practice his techniques here at this point of time. He stands here, listning in the background. Maybe he will learn something.
Raban Wade: Perhaps the damned soul that resides inside this physical form is no longer subject to the laws of the material plane. Because I have no afterlife the sould clings to the body until it is forced off it.
[#] Linnian has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Vulgar Freak whispers, "my dreams uploaded just south of the DR and if you have time, join my alt Furcadian Cabbit Army Base to come see." to you. ]
Trench: Some say the vamps lack soul... I won't get into that argument. I'm more of an anti-vamp, myself, and not overly knowledgable in their ways. However, I know my own race intimately. However, were I to speculate, I would say that the body is already dead. Killing it does no real good. However, because of it's demon energies, that keep it 'alive', it speeds up the healing energies, of which are drawn from fresh blood. Older blood may also help, but it would be drained of it's natural energies, thus it wouldn't help near as much.
Trench: Just speculation.
[ You whisper "Aye." to Vulgar Freak. ]
[#] Linnian has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Carrera Viper, Tayn Razorwind, Trench, Tiye, Raban Wade, Blaceta Jaguar, Elghinyrr Suru, Abaddon Woodmyrk, Alathio.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1863 total players online. Uptime 23:46
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1894
Raban Wade nods. "The idea with these vamps is that they are cursed; a god essentially steals a chunk of their soul when they are turned. That missing part is the reason for the "lacuna" weakness."
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[So what are you up to now?]" to you. ]
Trench: That's a part Mephisto would have to help you with. He knows the vamps as well as I know my own race...
[ You whisper "(Training up a newbie.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Raban Wade: I just set up the character like the ones they have on the site.
Raban Wade: http://www.furcadia.com/roleplay/furvamps.html
Trench: Yeah, sometimes the site isn't always the best source...
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Sounds like tons of fun]" to you. ]
Raban Wade: You mean I can't play that vampfurre?
Raban Wade: When I was trying to think of a reason why all of these kinds of vampires could exist I just figured that they were different species with similair powers created different ways.
Trench: Especially in this area... Well, to begin, no one can tell you what you can and can't play... However, it would do well, especially if you stay around here, to know the Realm's versions of these things. And I strongly recommend this as the Realm, and those that frequent here, have had alot of influence on the general RP.
Trench: Another thing is, vampire or vampyre?
Raban Wade: Vampfurre. :-P But I suppose it's more closely related to vampire.
Trench: Probably...
Raban Wade: I don't have as many weaknesses nor as many strengths.
Raban Wade: For example, I don't posess super speed or super strength, though more powerful vampfurres can learn those things.
Trench: Mephisto is more a vampyre... But, I wager he still knows a bit about the vampire...
Raban Wade: I figured that. :-P
Trench: I'm just guessing, tehre.
Trench: There.
Raban Wade: He's probably an expert on all "vamps".
Trench: Maybe... Really, you'd have to speak to him on the details. Lemme see if I can find something...
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/Library/RPRules.txt
Trench: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/Library/MoreRPRules.txt
Trench: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/Library/YetMoreRP.txt
Trench: Those three documents say it all.
Raban Wade: He he.
Raban Wade: Aw crap... no word wrap.
Trench: Do a select all and put them in a notepad file.
Raban Wade: Already done.
Trench: Der ya go.
Raban Wade: I might re-VAMP this character though, I don't know if I like the race he is now.
Raban Wade chuckles at the bad pun.
Trench: Cute... Nah, don't get me wrong, it can be played well. Just be careful. We see alot of vamp wannabe idiots.
Raban Wade: I see a lot of vamps who play the Anne Rice kind of vampire.
Raban Wade: I picked that Vampfurre because its weaknesses and strengths seem to balance out well.
Trench: There are other races, as well.. For instance, you won't find mine on most web sites...
Raban Wade: A shadow thing?
Trench: Kinda, aye.
(You see Trench.)
> Royal blue hair drapes over his shoulders, cascading down his back. Dark cold eyes look past his elderly, yet sharp and dark face. Coal leather armor encases his body up to his neck, down his arms to his wrists. Odd black metal bracers cover his lower arms and fingerless gloves cover his paws. A dark blade peeks out from under his black cloak-like jacket and three black spheres orbit ominously around his form.
Raban Wade: I was thinking about a Necromancer...
Trench: We have had a few come through here, every now and again.
Raban Wade: Would you recommend starting with something everyone knows? Like a vampyre?
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I would recommend starting out as a normal furre type... Then get changed later on.
Raban Wade: What would be a motive for coming here then?
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Blaceta Jaguar has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: What, exactly, are you refering to?
Trench: Here being Furc, or here being the Realm?
Raban Wade: Why would a mere mortal come to the Dark Realm?
Trench: Many mortals come here... It's a place for... Well, I guess it depends on your motives. But, the motives of a mortal aren't too often different nonmortal purposes.
Raban Wade: Hrm.
Trench: You, for instance, may come to look at the different types of species there are to become.
Raban Wade: But a mortal voluntarily choosing vampiship?
Raban Wade: Isn't it a curse?
Raban Wade: I mean, if one actually had to experience it.
Trench: Not to them... But, a typical mortal, I don't think, would normally choose it.
Trench: But, now that you have those three pages... You just read those, and they pretty much explain the RP guidelines. They're more realistic guidelines, not the BS the owners of this place come up with.
Raban Wade: I just finished them.
Trench: Now, it's just a matter of keeping them in practice.
Raban Wade: So I'm all set to go off and RP?
Trench: Unless you have further questions?
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: None at the moment.
Raban Wade: Except...
Trench: Aye?
Raban Wade: When should I roleplay my entry to Dark Realm?
[#] Alathio has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, people wander in often and just hang around. You may want to do that for a bit, first. Get a feel of the place... Then, when you're settled in and feel comfortable, see myself or one of the Council and speak with them about permanent residency
Raban Wade: Ok.
Trench: Ready to head back to the tavern, then?
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Actually, I'm logging off.
Raban Wade: I'll see you in the morning. ^ ^
Trench: Alright, until later, then.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Absinth Daja.)
> Green eyes, deep, drowningly deep...Set in a delicate, all too human face, of vaguely asian decent. Luminous pale skin, seemed to hold the light, through drifting shreaded green silk. Black leather clinch pulled her waist in to be spanned by two hands, excentuateing an allready hourglass figure. Scars ran up her arms, crossed her sholders in strange pattrens, swirling entertwineing. Black hair curled about her sholders, glossy as raven's wing, a well kept prisioner she was...Or perhaps not.
[#] Raban Wade has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: See? I leave for a few minutes, and look what happens...
* Current players: Dark Realm, Absinth Daja, Tayn Razorwind, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1964 total players online. Uptime 1 day 0:19
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1992
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Trench, Sir, meet Absinth, my favorite." He can't call her his slave yet, but hey, that just makes favorite sound better XD.
Trench offers a brief nod to the lass, "Greetings. Welcome to my home."
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "[Where are the rooms in this dream again? XD]" to you. ]
Absinth Daja smirked abit more, just about to whisper..something...probally something dirty to the beast, before pauseing with a smile and a nod, "Thank you Sir,"
[ You whisper "(Heh, two ways to get there. One, travel through the hallway until you get to a long one with three entrances, or simply enter through the thone room, go out the back way, and there you are.)" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "[Alright, thanks heh]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aye, enjoy.)" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ You whisper "
[#] Absinth Daja has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Morgana Elza`bet, Tayn Razorwind, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1957 total players online. Uptime 1 day 0:25
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1992
[ You whisper "
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with absin! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "[Not much, Why?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench uses <>'s for IC and ()'s for OOC..." to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~No~ [Her comp sucks]" to you. ]
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "Mmkay. Well still stating, Not much Why?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah, that sucks.)" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ You whisper "" to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiy! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, " I do hang around much of time, Most of the time is in the Arena sitting upon one of the Diaz's doing nothing except being away for hours at times. Perhaps, I'll take you up on that offer. If you don't mind teaching a beginner." to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[*] Your request has been sent to Morgana Elza`bet.
[*] Morgana Elza`bet has accepted your request.
[*] Morgana Elza`bet joins you.
Trench: Few seem to know this area of this Realm even exists...
Morgana Elza`bet: Well now I do, so I'm least among the few.
Trench smirks, but nods, "I think the guidelines of the game are fairly simple, yes?"
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Morgana Elza`bet Nods a bit. "If that means I have to take the ball from you and kicking it in your goal..it seems simple enough."
Trench: Indeed... Shall we, then?
Morgana Elza`bet: Allright
Trench: Ladies first...
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* Meovanni is for friendly conversations and Persona Play - free-form "Let's Pretend" with just one rule, The Consent Rule. That is, if someone else pretends something has happened to you, you don't have to play along unless you want to. If you don't, just ignore it and act like it never happened to you. Please keep all actions and language here suited for all ages. Thanks! Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream.
Revan Snowpaw: Aliasa
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You enter the dream of Dark Realm.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
[#] Absinth Daja has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, Forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
[ Alykia whispers, "
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[I need something to do.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Wanna play soccer?)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
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[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Soccer?]" to you. ]
[ Alykia whispers, "
[*] Your request has been sent to Alykia.
[*] Alykia has accepted your request.
[*] Alykia joins you.
[ You whisper "(Soccer.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with morgana elz! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Alykia pads quietly into the game room. Wooden ears prick forward as she looks at the surrounding area with mild curiosity, haveing not seen the room before. drawing forward, she takes a seat upon the grass and offers a smile to trench. "This is odd... hello father."
Trench offers a slight nod, "It's been here for quite some time... Not really hidden, but not typically noticed. I think it's highly underused. Greetings, daughter. Have things been well?"
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Hmm]" to you. ]
Alykia shrugs slightly, gaze turning back to him as she frowns faintly. "Rm.. somewhat..... yourself?"
Trench offers a slight chuckle, "Quite well. Unfortunately, the better things are for me, the worse for the Realm, but... It seems to at least still be standing, so I can't complain too much there."
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Alykia.)
> ~*Alykia K. Wolfhound*~ Silent forestall eye gaze silently outwards. Oak leaves cascade across slender shoulders, moss decorating across cheeks in rune like patterns as they disappear underneath a wide neck tunic. Long vest secured by silver chains, a silver claw hangs from leather choker encircling slender neck and a large saber strapped to her back. {www.whitecrow.4mg.com}
Alykia's lips twitch as she chuckles a bit halrheartedly yet nods. "As long as your doing well, in the end I suppose things are alright..." Sighing, she looks to the ground, forwning somewhat. "I was over at Bail's, speaking to some freinds there and there have been alot of fights. I saw Nyar and abaddon deal with some sort of bomb throwing fellow, they have been frequenting that tavern alot lately.. also saw a rather interesting family. The Ti'Vasilios... Sent Jaguar to watch them. Erm.. I am sorry I havent done as well with the spies as I should."
Trench shrugs, "It's a tough business. There was one lad seeking employment. It's on the DA message board, somewhere. Maybe you can work with him, as well. At least you've been watching things. Tayn was suggesting we take some diplomatic steps at Bail's..."
Alykia's head inclines with a nod as she chuckles thickly. "I have actualy been keeping an eye out for him, the more the better... and. ah.. We already had. Balcion is a close freind of mine. He has been very busy lately so has not been able to do too much with keeping an eye upon things at the tavern but he tries."
Trench: I should speak with him sometime... Hrm... You up for a game?
Alykia's ears prick forward as she looks to the ball with curiosity. "Sure... and as for balcion, be careful around him? He is a very youthful and soft personality, dislikes alot of violence yet likes to let the patrions do as they will."
Trench hops up, nodding, "I know how to deal with his kind. Alright, stand opposite of me..."
Alykia: [With the new update we are doing, He promised me share and able to walk around the dream invis. ;-)]
Trench: (Hm, I need to figure that one out...)
Trench: Ladies first.
Alykia: [Its easy, have it at my dream, I can show.]
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kilgrin Staro has entered the Dark Realm.
Alykia chuckles.
Trench: I miss this... Wish I could make a bigger field...
Alykia: Thats harder then it looks.
Trench: By all means...
Alykia smiles: Its not the kind of game I'm used to.
Trench: Cheater...
Trench: =P
Alykia snickers.
Alykia tchs and snickers. "I"m not good at this."
Trench: I used to be great...
Trench: Used to be...
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Tayn Razorwind, Absinth Daja, Alykia, Kilgrin Staro.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1638 total players online. Uptime 0:23
* Max players this session: 1643
* Max players today: 1643
Alykia: Well thats three points.
Trench has an idea...
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiy! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Alykia: Seems your still fine. I've never played this.
Alykia: Tend to stick to Othello and Chess.
Alykia: ... That reminds me.. Have you ever played Othello?
Trench: What can I say, I'm a physical type... Othello? Umm... No...
Trench really needs to expand the field...
Alykia: Another game?
Trench: Of course. Think you can score?
Trench: =P
Alykia: the small field makes it extreamly difficult, but its still interesting.
Alykia: I can try.
Alykia chuckles.
Trench: Gotta be quick...
Alykia: Alright, mabye I cant.
Trench: I want more people, too... One day, I'd like to try some soccer torneys...
Alykia: Well... Would you like a game of Othello?
Trench: I suppose I could learn...
Trench: Is it like dice?
[*] Trench rolls 1d6 & gets 2.
[*] Trench rolls 2d6 & gets 8.
Trench damns.
Alykia: I have a board for it over at my old home.
Alykia: Not really, no.
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Tayn Razorwind, Absinth Daja, Kilgrin Staro.
* 5 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1706 total players online. Uptime 0:29
* Max players this session: 1711
* Max players today: 1711
(You see Kilgrin Staro.)
> A tall knight stands in the midst of a dark corner. His eyes glowing a bright yellow. A long scar pertruding down his right eye. Dressed in the colors of blue and black. Most his clothes ripped and worn out. His long journey leaves him tired and restless. When you walk past this stranger his narrow yellow eyes seem to trail upon you.. Examining your every move. He is cautious and aware of his environments. [IC: 27]
[*] Alykia requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press
[ Alykia whispers, "[pardon, had to set the bot up.]" to you. ]
[ Alykia whispers, "
[#] Kilgrin Staro has left the Dark Realm.
[*] Alykia has accepted your request.
[*] Alykia summons you.
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
Alykia: [pardon.]
(You see Servaeros.)
> Servaeros means Moonfire in Dragonic. Please call me Moonfire only IF you are a friend I know of if you are not i will simply being the Red Dragon I am ignor you. [Druid] [True Nuteral] [Ushaly dosn't but in with Aguments between Xelloss and Filia she jsut simple says " I'm True Nuteral!" then jsut walks away form them and sits by Linna]
Lance Burgingham: [Oh wow.. crusty old fogey, you're still around. xD]
(You see Kilgrin Staro.)
> A tall knight stands in the midst of a dark corner. His eyes glowing a bright yellow. A long scar pertruding down his right eye. Dressed in the colors of blue and black. Most his clothes ripped and worn out. His long journey leaves him tired and restless. When you walk past this stranger his narrow yellow eyes seem to trail upon you.. Examining your every move. He is cautious and aware of his environments. [IC: 27]
(You see Lance Burgingham.)
>
(You see Ti'BloodRune.)
> ...
(You see Servaeros.)
> Servaeros means Moonfire in Dragonic. Please call me Moonfire only IF you are a friend I know of if you are not i will simply being the Red Dragon I am ignor you. [Druid] [True Nuteral] [Ushaly dosn't but in with Aguments between Xelloss and Filia she jsut simple says " I'm True Nuteral!" then jsut walks away form them and sits by Linna]
Lance Burgingham: [Then again so is Raven, Mephisto, Mune.. oh my.. the list goes on x.x;]
Lance Burgingham: [~Chaos quit awhile ago though, did he not?]
Trench isn't really here... Is just an illusion...
Trench: (Nah, he quit.)
Ti'BloodRune: [He comes on as another char.]
Ti'BloodRune: [so I heard.]
Ti'BloodRune: [same as the rest of them save raven.]
Trench: (Beats me. I never really knew him.)
Trench: (Raven has a different char... Kinda...)
Ti'BloodRune: [and there is a guy here that claims to be raven but some other people have some solid proof against htat.]
Trench: (And Meph is still the same old char.)
[ Ti'BloodRune whispers, "[your talking about abaddon?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Uh, no...)" to Ti'BloodRune. ]
Lance Burgingham: [Mune is still about, as is Mephisto. Raven of course came back awhile ago.. last i saw of him..well the real raven.. there's someone who has his old name now.. we were talking about the soggy pillows he and Ravina made back in ol' theiro..]
[ Ti'BloodRune whispers, "Abaddon claims he's raven, but ayumi questioned him on that earlier as she was freinds with raven and he does not remember goliath or the rest.[]" to you. ]
Lance Burgingham: [Oh? Do tell. I've seen many raven impersonators as of late. :/]
[ You whisper "(Maybe, but I don't remember alot of people from my past, either. Doesn't mean I'm not me... Raven did remember me, and some things of our past.)" to Ti'BloodRune. ]
(You see Servaeros.)
> Servaeros means Moonfire in Dragonic. Please call me Moonfire only IF you are a friend I know of if you are not i will simply being the Red Dragon I am ignor you. [Druid] [True Nuteral] [Ushaly dosn't but in with Aguments between Xelloss and Filia she jsut simple says " I'm True Nuteral!" then jsut walks away form them and sits by Linna]
Alykia: [finaly.]
Trench wagers Servaeros is really hot in an RL situation...
(You enter the dream of Ti'BloodRune.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 3730)
[ Alykia whispers, "this is a preaty old dream so alot of the items are kind of off.[]" to you. ]
[#] A soft breeze blows gently through, rustling across the surrounding area like a faint whisper.
[#] ~*~
[#] A faint rustling drifts momentarily across from the nearby foilage as if a thick wind had blown across them.
[#] A huge mountain side can be seen in the distance, Encircling the small cove in which the island rests as only the south western tip remains accessible for ships to approach, protected by sharp and jagged rocks that lie in wait for the unsuspecting victim. A sence of peace and contentment fill the small area. The soft smell of moss and lavinder waft across as one can hear the faint sound of crickets and feeding of the giant tortious nearby.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
[#] \Welcome to the islands. All comands must be stated in [Brackets.] with the period. Say '[Menu.]' for command lists.\
[#] A gentle breeze rolls through the area, careing with it the soft scent of the ocean waters.
[#]
Alykia: [Oikos.]
[#] ~*~
[#] \Welcome to the gameing room. Game commands available; 'Chess set.' 'Checkers set' 'Othello set.' (Please remember to use [Brackets.] with the period when stateing any command.)\
Alykia: [othello set.]
Trench needs to put in some coding that transformed the soccer field to a chess board...
Alykia muses: This place is dusty.. I've not been here in a very very long time.
Alykia: [I can do that.]
Alykia: [chess set.]
Alykia: [checkers set.]
Alykia: [othello set.]
Trench: (Yes, it's simple coding... I just need to do it.)
Alykia: [I can do about anything with ds.]
Alykia chuckles and nods.[]
Alykia: The point of this game is to fill the board with your collor of pillows.
Alykia: To use it, just pick up a pillow, and use it where you want to drop it.
Alykia: Like that.
Alykia: [othello rules.]
Alykia: [othello rules]
Alykia: [hrm, its not added. drat.]
Alykia Smiles and nods.
Alykia: [you can change the color both virticaly and diaganaly, so long as the other player's color is between you and another of yours.
Alykia: So, ready for a game?
Alykia: This is much like chess and one takes turns.
Alykia: [Othello set.]
Alykia: Guests first. :-)
Alykia: A good stratagy is to try to take control of the corners.
[ Servaeros whispers, "*wrist down this furs name and WILL report it to ehr Boyfriend*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench is somehow unafraid... Go figure..." to Servaeros. ]
Alykia: [I can give you the ds for this. I Love this game.]
Trench: I seem to be having some troubles in figuring exactly what it is that'll change colors...
Alykia: IF you were to place here, then all the white pillows, between where I'm standing and where your other black pillow is, will change.
Alykia: You can only drop where you can 'capture' a white pillow.
Trench: I have... And it doesn't change the whites I expect it to...
Trench: Such as when I dropped for here.
Trench: I dropped it here... Thought it'd change the whole row...
Trench: It didn't.
Trench: It just changed the ones between you and I.
Alykia: You had a black pillow here, so it changed the white that was between where you are, and where another black pillow was.
Alykia: you do not have a black pillow down here, so it couldnt change this row.
Alykia: IT can only change in dirrect lines.
[#] A soft breeze blows gently through, rustling across the surrounding area like a faint whisper.
Alykia: Make sence?
Trench: Aye.
Alykia: [btw, Cotys and I were talking and came up with a tourney idea.]
Trench: (Uh oh... What's that?)
[&] 3:53:52 PM Player Cotys is online.
Alykia: [we could host a tourney at the Dark Realm.[
[&] 3:54:22 PM Player Dark Realm is online.
Trench: Umm...
Alykia: [the winner and second place get a port space, supplied by Cotys and I.]
Trench: I couldn't have you two doing that...
Alykia: [each who join have to have a weekness for every power, anad to give that list to a judge to make it fair.]
Alykia: [Its only ten bucks, T... thats cheeper then snot[
Trench: Still, it is my Realm... If someone should be forking out cash...
Alykia: [Heh, this is for fun. It'll be fine.[
Alykia: [anyway, it will bring a whole bunch of new players to the realm, and will let us see who the good fighters are.]
[#] ~*~
Trench: Yeah, but I've seen these things... People'll come in, fight it out, then leave for a good time.
Alykia: [Sure, but -now- people know about the DR and that its there.]
Alykia: [it will make things easier to go out and set up alliances and control sectors with others.]
Alykia: [The thing about the realm, is its an outreaching orginization. Things are not usualy based in the realm itself as you cant get control on large populations if you stay huddled in your own realm, not unless its a castle or a tavern or something that provides rp.]
Alykia: [did you go?]
Trench: Yeah.
Alykia: [your turn.]
Trench: I don't stay huddled... Well, alright, I kinda do, but that's why I formed the Council.
[ Cotys whispers, "
Alykia: [Exactly. And we dont stay huddled because we cant do our job if we are doing that.[
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "< I won't argue. >" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "~I won't argue.~ (Damnit.)" to you. ]
Trench: Hrm...
Trench: I don't like how this is turning out...
Alykia: Hrm?
Alykia: Drat it.
Trench: Hrm...
Alykia: Seems rather even.
[ You whisper "
Alykia: You know thats it.. I need something that auto counts pillows.
Trench: Team soccer...
Alykia: 231
Alykia: 21 rather.
Trench: Blackjack!
[ Cotys whispers, "
Alykia Chuckles: I win.
Alykia: You had 21 pillows.
[ You whisper "
Trench: Hrm.
Alykia: Not bad for your first game.
Alykia: [othello set.]
Alykia: Back to the realm?
Trench: I'm gonna con Cotys into a game of soccer... We get one more furre and we can do a team game.
Alykia smiles and nods: sounds like a plan.. that will be interesting with that small yard.
Alykia: Hrm..
Trench: Yeah... Like I said, I want a bigger yard, but... Eh.
Alykia: [mabye aphzael will be willing to play.]
Trench goes to the Realm to see if there's anyone there.
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
[#] ~*~
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Cotys, Tayn Razorwind, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1933 total players online. Uptime 1:05
* Max players this session: 1936
* Max players today: 1936
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Arucard has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Cotys, Tayn Razorwind, Trench, Alykia.
* 5 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1973 total players online. Uptime 1:10
* Max players this session: 1977
* Max players today: 1977
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Hidden figure towering at over seven feet tall if one could measure. Almost luxurious golden robe covering his form, a hood of gold wafting over his face as well as the beings entire head. A few long obsidian tendrils would drop out the hood infront of the robes. Hands, rarely seen outside of the robes, would be covered in a unique black material, six foot long staff held in the right hand. The robes hide his entire body, though still show a well built form.
[ You whisper "
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Just in the throne room, Absinth left.~" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
[*] Your request has been sent to Alykia.
[*] Your request has been sent to Tayn Razorwind.
[*] Tayn Razorwind has accepted your request.
[*] Tayn Razorwind joins you.
[*] Cotys requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press
[*] Cotys joins you.
Tayn Razorwind blinks..
[*] Alykia requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press
[*] Alykia joins you.
Cotys spectates?
Trench: Alright, Tayn... You and Aly against myself and Cotys...
Tayn Razorwind: Spar?
Alykia: No, a game of socker.
Tayn Razorwind: o.O;;[]
Cotys was never very good with the concept of football.
Trench: All ready?
[*] Alykia rolls 1d2: (2) = 2.
Alykia: Ready.
Tayn Razorwind: Sure.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench pokes Cotys.
Alykia: Who goes first?
[*] Cotys rolls 1d2: (1) = 1.
Trench: Well, since I'm so damned good, I'll let you guys get first shot.
Cotys was supposed to roll?
Trench was just waiting for Cotys to say 'Ready'.
Cotys: Sod it all ..
Cotys: Ready.
Alykia snickers.
Alykia: Bloody A.
Trench smirks.
Trench: Good job, Tayn...
Alykia: ALright?
Trench waits to make sure he's ready, this time.
Alykia shoves Tayn.
Alykia: My player passed out.
Cotys: Forfeit!
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Hidden figure towering at over seven feet tall if one could measure. Almost luxurious golden robe covering his form, a hood of gold wafting over his face as well as the beings entire head. A few long obsidian tendrils would drop out the hood infront of the robes. Hands, rarely seen outside of the robes, would be covered in a unique black material, six foot long staff held in the right hand. The robes hide his entire body, though still show a well built form.
Trench: ...
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Alykia, Jier.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2031 total players online. Uptime 1:16
* Max players this session: 2032
* Max players today: 2032
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
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Trench: Maybe we should invite Jier, then...
Trench needs a bigger field...
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Maybe not.
Tayn Razorwind: [Dude, I don't do much on furc as far as sports]
Alykia snickers.
Tayn Razorwind: [>.<]
Alykia: [well neither do I. This is for fun and to loosen up some.]
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: [Eh, I think I'm out, don't really like this one lol]
Alykia: [you know whats ironic? I have to leave in an hour for a sqadrion soccer game.]
Alykia: [Today is our 'health and wellness' day.]
Trench: (It builds up team work. Quit yer whinin' and play the game.)
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: Bah, fine[]
Trench: Reay?
Trench: ...
Alykia: Ready.
Cotys: [You know what I enjoy most about football? The athletes ... indeed.]
Cotys: Ready.
Trench: (Hmm...)
Tayn Razorwind: [Ready]
Alykia: Well shod it all.
Alykia: Alright. :-)
Tayn Razorwind: >.>
Alykia: ready?
Cotys: Ready.
Trench: Ready.
Alykia: Tayn, you first kick?
Tayn Razorwind: Ready
Alykia: I cant beleave I kicked it in my own goal.
Alykia: thats embarising.
Trench: Heh heh, it's alright...
Cotys laughs.
Tayn Razorwind has too many flashing whispers, brb[]
Alykia: bloody a.
Trench: That was close...
Tayn Razorwind: Ack
Trench: They had it right in our goal...
Alykia: Alright
Trench: One more kick would've done it.
Cotys snickers.
Alykia: ready?
Trench: Ready.
Tayn Razorwind: Go
Cotys: Ready.
Tayn Razorwind: Bah!
Alykia: You guys are too good at this.
Cotys is an novice to this.
Cotys: *a, rather.
Tayn Razorwind just sucks
Alykia chuckles.
Cotys: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Sure
Alykia: Well, I'm willing for one more. Alright.
Trench: Doh!
Tayn Razorwind: Score!
Alykia snickers.
Cotys: Bloody f ...
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Alykia Takes a screenshot of that.
Trench: We go first, then...
Alykia Smiles and nods.
Tayn Razorwind: LOL
Trench doesn't feel so bad, now.
Alykia: Schist
Tayn Razorwind cracked up irl
Cotys flexes.
Tayn Razorwind: Stop making out with Trench over there!
Alykia: EWw
Cotys: ...
Cotys: You poofter .. >.>
Trench smooches.
Alykia punches Tayn.
Tayn Razorwind ducks
Trench: See? This is good...
Cotys curses with impotency ...
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Tiye.
[*] Tiye has accepted your request.
[*] Tiye joins you.
Trench: WOO!
Alykia: shit
Tayn Razorwind: BAH
Tiye: (O.o)
Cotys cheers!
Alykia: ARrrg...
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Cotys: Ready.
Alykia: Ok. Last game, then I have to get some work done.
Trench: One more furre and we can have bigger teams...
Trench: Work... Pfft.
Alykia: dangit.
Tayn Razorwind: Noooooo
Trench: Good teamwork, Cotys!
Alykia: Arg./
Tayn Razorwind sucks
Cotys primps!
Alykia: You know the only time we scored a goal is when Trench kicked it in his own net.
Trench smirks.
Alykia: PTh.
Trench: Woo!
Alykia ARGG!
Tayn Razorwind tripped over Tiye >.<
Cotys laughs!
Alykia: that was humilitating
Trench: That was close... Fortunately, Aly kicked the ball from our goal.
Cotys: Bye Aly. ^^
Alykia: Eg.
Alykia: LAters guys.
Alykia snugs and runs off.
Tayn Razorwind pats Aly/ "LAter"
Trench: Tiye, you ready?
Tiye: Yes, many seem to get hung up over me.
Tiye: Ready for what?
Tayn Razorwind: Playing
Trench: You gotta take Aly's place.
Cotys: Football.
Tiye: Why?!
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Nuuuh!
Trench: Teams are uneven.
Tiye ties herself to one of the flagpoles.
Trench: C'mon, you'll like it. Tayn didn't think he would...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Tiye: But I hate moving my avatar around!
Tiye ish lazy.
Trench: Ah, you get used to it.
Tayn Razorwind thinks. "Okay, Tiye tied to a pole, or soccer..."
Trench: Hrm...
Cotys: ...
Tayn Razorwind debates.
Cotys: Sod.
Trench lets Tayn handle that one, then...
[#] Avus has entered the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Avus.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2102 total players online. Uptime 1:32
* Max players this session: 2109
* Max players today: 2109
Tiye: O.o
Tiye: Hey!
Trench: How many even knew this place was here? Really?
Tayn Razorwind: Uhm...not me
Tiye: I did. I found it.
Tiye: A long time ago.
Cotys: Its always been here.
Cotys: I remember this one time .. Mephsito and I .. er .. nevermind. ^^
Trench: ...
Cotys: *Mephisto, rather.
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: What?
Tiye snickers at Mehpisto's name.
Cotys: Ask Carrera?
Tiye: *Mephisto.
[*] Your request has been sent to Carrera Viper.
Tiye: Yes! There you go. Ask Carrera.
Trench: Yeah... Maybe she has some balls...
Cotys: Let's hope so.
Tiye: O.o
Tiye: Oh fine.
Tayn Razorwind: I would have no trouble relaxing if Absinth would get back -.-;;
Trench smirks.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Avus, Carrera Viper.
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2108 total players online. Uptime 1:34
* Max players this session: 2119
* Max players today: 2119
Tayn Razorwind: Aaand...go
Tiye: Go where?
Trench: Doh!
Trench: Nice movement, Cotys...
Trench: =P
[*] Carrera Viper has accepted your request.
[*] Carrera Viper joins you.
Cotys: Shut your gob.
[#] Avus has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Yeah, yeah...
Tayn Razorwind's mom just looked at him quite weird...[]
Trench: O.o
Tayn Razorwind: [I laughed irl]
Cotys: Fuck all!
Tayn Razorwind: Please?
Trench: It was just Aly holding him back! Heh.
Tayn Razorwind: GO TIYE
Trench: Carr, we need another player to balance the teams...
Tayn Razorwind: LOL
Cotys: Trench!
Trench: I know...
Tiye: Score!
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2119 total players online. Uptime 1:36
* Max players this session: 2126
* Max players today: 2126
Cotys: You daft yank!
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "Tayn Razorwind debates giving Tiye the atheltic slap on the ass XD" to you. ]
Trench: Hey, I've also scored more for our side, too, y'know...
Tiye dances teh victory dance.
Trench: We need another player...
Cotys whistles ...
Trench: Anyone know someone?
[ You whisper "Do it!" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
Tiye: I do, but he's a lazy git after my ass.
Tayn Razorwind: Not that's online[]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with micheru! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Tayn Razorwind gives Tiye an atheltic slap on the ass, followed by putting on a steel groin cup.
[#] Dagger has entered the Dark Realm.
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Tiye stabs Tayn. No touchy!
[*] Your request has been sent to Dagger.
Cotys: There's absolutely nothing 'athletic' with slapping another man's arse.
Tayn Razorwind bleeds
Tiye: Next time I'll castrate.
[#] Dagger has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with alahan! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Tayn Razorwind has the groin cup for that XD
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2124 total players online. Uptime 1:38
* Max players this session: 2131
* Max players today: 2131
Trench: Hrm... Who do I know...
Tiye: Well, there are other things I can sever too.
Tiye: Afk for a moment.
Tayn Razorwind wants to spar someone.
Cotys: Spare me.
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Carrera Viper: Or me.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind wants to spar, not spare.
Tayn Razorwind: XD
[ Cotys whispers, "I thought that was what we'd been doing.<>" to you. ]
Cotys: Spare me.
Cotys knows what she typed. It was intentional. ^^
[ You whisper "
Tayn Razorwind: Guessed that since you'd have corrected if it wasn't XD
[ Cotys whispers, "A bit of that as well.<>" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind spares Cotys the humiliation of being beaten by a male, oh yes.
Tayn Razorwind: And yes, I know she's probably better than me.
Tiye returns.
[#] Feculent has entered the Dark Realm.
Cotys isn't, actually.
(You see Feculent.)
> The abhorrent wolf, dressed within a mud doused garb. His hair styled into a mohawk, the auburn colour clashing against his preternatural, faded green fur. Bearing two pairs of burly arms, proving to be an anomaly. His teeth black and metallic often revealed through a wicked grin. A spine-adorned tail aided his balance and deemed formidable in battle. His eyes sinister, oddly possessing an intellectual armory.
Carrera Viper: Shucks
Tayn Razorwind: I'll spar Carrera if she wants though o.o;;
[ Cotys whispers, "On a soccer field in our dream. Its rather fun, yes, I balk at admitting that." to you. ]
[#] Feculent has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Nope, sorry Tayn, you can't spar me because I err..oh what was that again? I am a bad rper and I powergame through my desc.
Carrera Viper: I haven't fought in a long time.
Tiye flexes.
[ Cotys whispers, "Hrm ... wrong window indeed ..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hmm..." to Cotys. ]
Cotys: Let's not throw muck about.
Tayn Razorwind doesn't care about who powergames in their desc, he probably does too. XD
[ Cotys whispers, "Cotys is trying to convince someone to play." to you. ]
Tiye: Aww, why not? I like being sarcastic?
Tiye grins.
Cotys: Well ... in that case. No.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2119 total players online. Uptime 1:43
* Max players this session: 2131
* Max players today: 2131
Tayn Razorwind reads Tiye's desc.
Tiye: Are we going to play? Because I can just go back to the bath chamber thing.
Trench: We're trying to get one more player.
Tayn Razorwind likes Tiye's desc.
Tiye ish shexy.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2128 total players online. Uptime 1:44
* Max players this session: 2131
* Max players today: 2131
Cotys: Well, that's a no-go.
Cotys: He said no. Dirty bugger.
[ You whisper "." to Morgana LeFaye. ]
[ You whisper "<'Ello?>" to Morgana LeFaye. ]
Tiye: Okay. So...let's go knock over a liquor store then.
Carrera Viper: I didn't even know we had a bath chamber
Tiye: Oh yes.
Tiye: My character loves it.
[ Morgana LeFaye whispers, "Hello" to you. ]
Tiye: It's like having a day spa without sand.
[ You whisper "I'm sorry, wrong Morgana... Go figure..." to Morgana LeFaye. ]
[ Morgana LeFaye whispers, "It happens a lot" to you. ]
Carrera Viper: I probly wouldn't go because of several peeping tms
Carrera Viper: Or Tayns
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with vulgar fre! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Cotys: You only caught me that once, Carrera. Pfft.
[#] Ahriman Mainyu has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
Carrera Viper: I'm sorry I thought it was the library
Tiye: I've never had the problem.
Tiye: Tayn!
Tiye: You lazy ass!
Tayn Razorwind: You were saying?
Trench: He's gotten better...
Cotys: Bastard.
Tiye: -.-
Trench: I should start concentrating...
Carrera Viper: Go blue flags!
[#] Avus has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Tayn!
Trench: Yeah...
(You see Avus.)
> A grand bull Elk at seven foot standing. Characteristically proud and gentle despite his size, exuding an 'aged warrior grandfather' demeanor. Wide antlers with brown velvet fur bases tower proportionately above a sturdy featured face, framed by a long dark mane. His eyes can be felt to have the ability to project kindness or overwhelming, weighted power. [LA] Garb and Staff Visual Desc: http://nwvault.ign.com/Files/transfer/pictures/OTHER_05Druid.jpg
Tiye: D:
Tayn Razorwind: Her, I scored last game. XD
Tayn Razorwind: Hey*
Tiye: Doh!
Trench: Yeah...
Trench: Back on the roll...
Tayn Razorwind: I forgot the score
Trench: We were keeping score?
Tiye: Like it matters?
Tayn Razorwind: No
Tayn Razorwind: Just curous
Tayn Razorwind: Go Tiye
Tiye: Whee!
Trench: Umm, despite that goal.. We're winning. =P
Tayn Razorwind: Lol
Cotys: Its rather fun, regardless ..
Tayn Razorwind: LOL
Trench: .Umm...
Cotys beats Trench.
Trench: Cotys!
Tiye: Gah.
Cotys: You!
Trench: How could you let them score like that?!
Tiye: You're making me laugh too hard.
Cotys: Let YOU score.
Tiye: Let go of the ball..
Trench: Uh, Tiye... For reference, we try to make sure everyone's ready before kicking the ball...
Tiye: X.x
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Tiye: I don't do sports.
Cotys: Ready.
Trench: We need a bigger field... Ready.
Tayn Razorwind punt...
Tayn Razorwind: pwned!
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Cotys: Never!
Tiye: You assisted.
Trench: If goals were two spaces bigger, we could have goalies.
Carrera Viper: Wow the feared and powerful DA playing a game of soccer
Trench: Sh.
Tiye flexes.
Trench: We're keeping in shape.
Tayn Razorwind: It's...combat training
Tiye: Yes.
Trench: Yeah!
Tiye: My ass needs it.
Tiye: Yayrs!
Trench: Wait... Tayn blocks the goal!
Tayn Razorwind: Lol, I did?
Tayn Razorwind: Cotys LOL
Tiye: Wewt!
Trench scratches his head...
Cotys: Fuck.
Cotys covers mouth!
Tiye: I like this game. :3
Cotys: Carrera!
Tayn Razorwind: Indeed
Trench needs a bigger field... "There's just no room left in the Realm...
Carrera Viper: What?!
Cotys: Alternate?
Carrera Viper: Ok
Cotys runs to the potty!
Tayn Razorwind: Tiye..nice
Tiye: Hey!
Tayn Razorwind: XD
Tiye: I didn't do that!
Trench: That's why we say Ready... =P
Tiye: I was caught off guard.
Trench: Now, then...
Cotys cheers!
Trench: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Indeed
Tiye: Yus.
Cotys: Go ... Trench! #
Trench: Team work!
Tiye: Blagh. I need to afk.
Trench: Kay...
Trench waits.
Cotys: Gimme a D!
Tiye: Nevermind.
Carrera Viper: D!
Trench: Uh... Dee.
Cotys: Gimme an A!
Carrera Viper: A!
Trench: Ah... Ey?
Cotys: What's that spell!
Trench: Da?
Tiye: Umm...
Carrera Viper: DA?!
Cotys: Da.
Trench: Duh...
Cotys: Oh right, what Carrera said.
Tayn Razorwind: But we're all DA...
Trench: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: sure
Cotys: Tayn, Tayn ... he's no man!
Cotys: If he can do it, ANYONE can!
Trench: Cotys, swap out.
Cotys snickers.
Trench: I'm gonna make a bigger field.
Tiye: Can I get a new team member?
Tiye: XD
Tiye teases.
Tayn Razorwind: Fiiine
Tayn Razorwind: I could be training in the arena!
Tiye: I'm kidding Tayn I love you.
Cotys gasps!
Tayn Razorwind feels loved!
Tiye: Err....
[#] Tiye loves Tayn.
Tiye: Doh!
Tiye: Like the team-member like fashion of love..
Trench destroys Mephisto's bedroom for a soccer field...
Tayn Razorwind: Of course of course...
Cotys: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Wait...LOL TRENCH
Tayn Razorwind: Mephisto will love it
Trench: Heh heh, yeah...
[#] Assuar Vedere has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind pictures Meph playing soccer...
Tiye pokes Tayn.
Tayn Razorwind: Ready
Cotys: Love tap, baby.
Carrera Viper: I would love to see his face.
[#] Assuar Vedere has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Damnit!
Tayn Razorwind: Teamwork that one
Tiye: No it wasn't.
Tiye: It was all you.
Tayn Razorwind: Shh.
Carrera Viper: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Go
Tayn Razorwind: All Tiye
Cotys: You!
Tiye: Stop, you'll make me blush.
Cotys spanks Carrera.
Tayn Razorwind loves on his teamate o.o;
Tayn Razorwind woots!
Cotys: Rady?
Tiye: I'm a tea mate whee!
Cotys: Ready, rather.
Tiye: Yep.
Tayn Razorwind: Go Tiye
Cotys: Well .. that went arse over elbows ...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Tiye: Lol.
Cotys: Ready?
Tiye: Yes.
Tayn Razorwind: go
[#] Assuar Vedere has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Oh no!
Tayn Razorwind: Waaa
Cotys: Yes!
Tiye: Failure!
Carrera Viper: Cha Ching!
Tayn Razorwind: My bad o.o;;
Tiye throws water on self to sting her eyes from the ochre.
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Cotys: My roomie is staring at me now ...
Cotys: Ready.
Tiye: Yes.
Tayn Razorwind: Teamworkd
Cotys: Blast!
Tiye: Woot!
Cotys: Good job, Carrera.
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Tiye: Ready!
Cotys: One moment .. I think I'm lagging.
Tayn Razorwind was
Tiye: I don't lag.
Carrera Viper: Me too
Tayn Razorwind: Actually lemme check the board real quick
Cotys: Right then. Ready.
Tiye: I'm too hot for lag.
Tiye: Hold it!
Tiye: Tayn is Aff.
Carrera Viper: Off sides
Cotys: Fudge.
Tiye: Put it back.
Tayn Razorwind: Back
[#] Assuar Vedere has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Go!
Tayn Razorwind: Assisted!
Tiye: Wewt!
Tiye: Way ta go!
Tayn Razorwind: This is fun
Cotys: ... Fudge, fudge .. fudpucker.
[&] (5:08:14 PM) Away mode set.
Cotys: Micheru!
Tiye: No.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Hello :-)]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 0 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
Tayn Razorwind: ?
Cotys: Yes.
Tayn Razorwind: Where?
Cotys sighs. Nevermind.
Tiye: I will stop playing if you get him in here.
Cotys: That's a bit immature.
Carrera Viper: We can make a more violent version of soccer, were we run around and cleave our oppents apart
Tiye: He's a bit immature.
Cotys: Then why bother sinking to that level?
Tayn Razorwind: No, we should spar on the soccer field
Tiye: I have him on ignore anyway.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[You haven't met me yet, but I am a guardian of one of your slaves, Darren switchfoot. It would seem that our paths are to cross ways :-)]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 1 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
Carrera Viper: Tag team
Cotys: Naughty thoughts ...
Tiye: Right. Are ya'll ready?
Cotys: No.
Tayn Razorwind: Absinth is back XD
Cotys: Off Tayn goes for some yiff- relaxation.
Carrera Viper: Massage with release
Tiye wrinkles her nose.
Cotys snickers.
Tayn Razorwind is actually inviting her to play
Cotys: Skins and shirts then?
Tayn Razorwind: All women must be skins...XD
Cotys slaps.
Tayn Razorwind is over here!
Tiye: Well, I dun care...my char's clothing is see-through anyway. >.>
Tayn Razorwind stares.
Tiye slaps!
Tayn Razorwind ows
Tayn Razorwind: XD
Tayn Razorwind: Shouldn't have said anything
Cotys: Provoke then punish. Females are so fickle ...
Carrera Viper: I'm not saying anything
Tiye: Yes indeed.
Tiye: It's quite fun.
Tayn Razorwind: Fine, I'll take my shirt off.
Carrera Viper laps
Carrera Viper: *slaps
Tayn Razorwind: o.o;;
Tiye: Ooh, I have a question. What happens if we aren't wearing shirts?
Carrera Viper: I hadn't got to do it yet
Tiye: I mean...
Cotys: Then you get grass stains on your meticulously perfect breasts ...
Tayn Razorwind: Tops go off then.
Tiye: What if we are wearing dresses?
Carrera Viper: A Kimono isn't exactly multi part
Carrera Viper: It's either on or off
Tiye: Oh nevermind.
Tayn Razorwind ends the fighting by taking his robes and shirt off, placing it on the rocks.
Cotys retches.
Tayn Razorwind: Better than getting smacked again.
Tiye: Are we ready now?
Tayn Razorwind: Go.
Cotys: Fudge.
Tayn Razorwind's sexy body won! XD
Tiye: Pfft.
[&] (5:13:51 PM) Active after 5 minutes.
[&] You have received 2 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
Tiye: It lacks things..
Tiye: Ready?
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Tiye: (Bye.)
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ Cotys whispers, "Are you done, yet?<>" to you. ]
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* Meovanni is for friendly conversations and Persona Play - free-form "Let's Pretend" with just one rule, The Consent Rule. That is, if someone else pretends something has happened to you, you don't have to play along unless you want to. If you don't, just ignore it and act like it never happened to you. Please keep all actions and language here suited for all ages. Thanks! Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream.
[ You whisper "
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
Trench hopes this works...
(You see Absinth Daja.)
> Green eyes, deep, drowningly deep...Set in a delicate, all too human face, of vaguely asian decent. Luminous pale skin, seemed to hold the light, through drifting shreaded green silk. Black leather clinch pulled her waist in to be spanned by two hands, excentuateing an allready hourglass figure. Scars ran up her arms, crossed her sholders in strange pattrens, swirling entertwineing. Black hair curled about her sholders, glossy as raven's wing, a well kept prisioner she was...Or perhaps not.
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
Tayn Razorwind handles Absinth XD
(You enter the dream of Dark Realm.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, soccer!
[#] Damnit...
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ahriman Mainyu has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Absinth Daja has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Yahriel has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Cotys has accepted your request.
[*] Cotys joins you.
[*] Your request has been sent to Tayn Razorwind.
Cotys: Whoa.
[#] Yahriel has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Aww, Absinth came back.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
Trench: Watcha think?
Trench: Took out Meph's room to make it, but...
Cotys: Spacious. You'll need quite a few players.
Trench: You kidding? We were all bunching up in that other one.
Trench: The other one is still here, just can't get to it.
Trench: I may convert it to a bedroom, though.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Cotys, Tiye.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2184 total players online. Uptime 2:24
* Max players this session: 2202
* Max players today: 2202
[*] Your request has been sent to Tiye.
[*] Tiye has accepted your request.
[*] Tiye joins you.
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Oh no, not again.
Trench: Woohoo!
Cotys: Why would you need a bedroom this size?
Tiye: I won't play again! You can't make me!
Cotys: Ah .. the other.
Trench: This was a bedroom, though...
Trench: C'mon, Tiye...
Tiye: I've made bedroom's this big.
Tiye: *bedrooms
Tiye: But it was for Tiye's distant relative.
Tiye: Nuuh!
Trench: This place still needs a bit of work, but...
Cotys: Overcompensating ...
Tiye: May I suggest persian rugs and vases?
[#] Sauroposeidon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Chimæra has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (I don't think I have that icon on my keyboard... O.o)
(You see Chimæra.)
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Tiye: What icon?
[#] Ahriman Mainyu has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] the forgoten has entered the Dark Realm.
Cotys: [Nor do I.]
Tiye: (Why are we using brackets?)
[#] For a rousing game of soccer, please join in the soccer room.
Cotys: [A habit on my part.]
Cotys: Rousing.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[If I may, my character needs to find you to bring you a message. Could you please tell me what part of the Dark Realm you're in?]" to you. ]
Tiye: Yummy.
Cotys: C'est la bonne.
Trench: Man... Nothing like business to bring a guy down...
[*] Your request has been sent to Ahriman Mainyu.
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
[*] Ahriman Mainyu has accepted your request.
[*] Ahriman Mainyu joins you.
Tiye: Unless the business is pleasure.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Thank you :-)]" to you. ]
Trench: It's not...
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
Tiye: Right.
Cotys: Good answer.
Ahriman Mainyu walks up, "Pardon me, sir. Are you Trench?"
Trench quirks a brow, "That depends... Do you play soccer?"
Tiye: (This soccer game is IC?)
Trench: (Sure.)
Cotys: [Soon to be, I'd wager.]
Ahriman Mainyu blinks, arching a brow slightly herself, "Soccer, sir?"
Tiye: (Okay. Not playing.)
Trench points to the ball behind Ahriman, "Aye..."
Trench: (Wuss.)
Tiye: (No..I mean...Tiye knows nothing of sports. She's a noble woman...and err...it's not healthy for one to play soccer when one is...oh nevermind.)
[#] the forgoten has left the Dark Realm.
Ahriman Mainyu stumbles a bit, "I.. er... Well, sir, I've never played this.. Soccer before, but.. I'd be happy to learn. However, if you are Trench, I have a message for you that seemed rather urgent."
Tiye: (And technically my character is in the bath.)
Trench quirks a brow, a bit skeptical. He places his hands upon his hips and replies, "Play me one round and I'll tell you where Trench is."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ahriman Mainyu nods, "Very well, sir. If I may..." She unfastens her swordbelt and lifts her sheathed Rapier, walking over to the side and dropping it onto the ground so it doesn't interfere with her game.
Trench nods as he prepares himself, "Step one back, please..."
Trench: I'll let you go first...
Ahriman Mainyu tilts her head slightly, "What is it that I do, exactly..?"
Trench points to the ball, "You put that..." He then reaches around and points behind himself, towards the goal, "In there." With that, he readies himself and states, "Ready?"
Ahriman Mainyu smiles a bit, "Ah.. Yes." She nods.
Trench smirks and replies, "At your liesure..."
Ahriman Mainyu stiffens slightly before she springs!
Ahriman Mainyu: [oi @_@;;]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench dusts off his trousers before walking over to the lass, offering his paw in good gesture, "Good game... Now, I am Trench, what is it I may do for ya?"
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ Cotys whispers, "*too<>" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
Ahriman Mainyu, in the middle of the pawshake, hears of his name. Her eyes widen and she drops to one knee, a paw rested on one knee while the other a fist against the ground, "Sir Trench.. I bring you a message from Avus. He requested that I inform you that the Light Alliance lives and that between the forces of Law and Light, though we may not get along, it is time for infection of darkness to recede. His words exactly, sir."'
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench quirks a brow, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but that seemed like a threat, no?" He takes a rag out of his back pocket, and begins to wipe his sweaty brow. "Tell me, you work for this Light Alliance, lad? Hm, Avus... I remember the first Light Alliance lord... I out lived that one, I'll out live this one, I'm certain... Anyway, please, can you clearify the message before I get offended?" Despite the words, he still seems in good spirit. Such is the way of the sportsman.
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
Ahriman Mainyu's brow furrows, and she does her best not to faulter, "S-sir.. I do not work for the Light Alliance. I am slave and guardian to Dogretch, a demon lord of the underworld. I also guard w-what I believe to be one of your slaves, Darren switchfoot. I merely bumped into Avus on my way to find you when he asked me to bring you this message." She lowers her head, "Please don't be angry with me.."
[#] Jinn has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench waves his paw, motioning, "Alright, please, stand. We've met on the soccer field. You've played well and at least have the right to stand with me. So, this lad just randomly bumped into you and sent you a message to me, with whom you only have a distant relation with... That is poor business, but I'm guessing you aren't certain as to what he meant by his words. How distressing. Hrm, who is this Dogwretch? I'm familiar with a few Lords of the Underworld, but I know not his name..."
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
(You see Jinn.)
> An infamous and mercilessly malicious tiger. Tall and projecting the malignant demeanor of a hard-bitten cutthroat, through unspeakable acts of malevolence and vile arrogance. Thick muscle-cord spans along martial conditioned physique, easily visible through the black silks and leathers that he has on. He also wears soft leather boots and fingerless gloves. A wooden club is strapped to his back. His hair remains shrouded beneath a black fedora.
Cotys: teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Jinn requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press
[*] Jinn joins you.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "." to Cotys. ]
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Jinn enters this place, apparently appearing from out of nowhere-- "Where is Kaalle?", in his paw he holds a blood drenched cotton bag.
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench looks over to Jinn, simply responding, "Not here. Hasn't been all day."
[ You whisper "
Jinn: He is your ally?
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench quirks a brow, shaking his head to Jinn, "He works for me. However, this lass addressed me before you, so if you have a bit of patience..."
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Jinn simply tosses Trench the bag, from it rolls the head of a particular being called Kaim, obviously he was violently removed from the primordial plane of flesh, or whatnot, "Next time that one of your 'henchman' sends an assassin after me, make sure that it's a good one."
[ Cotys whispers, "
Ahriman Mainyu stands and nods, standing to the side so that they may speak freely, before answering Trench's question.
Trench scratches his head, nodding a bit, "Alright, I'll try to make sure I do it myself, then."
Ahriman Mainyu: [Send me! Send me! :-D]
Ahriman Mainyu: [:chuckles:]
Jinn: [Trench adressing Jinn or Ahriman?]
Trench: (Jinn. Ahriman didn't really give much to address.)
Ahriman Mainyu: [For a reason :-P]
Jinn chuckles, "I doubt you'll last, but then again, that's what I told Kaim and he lasted... oh, about five minutes, that's longer than I expected."
Jinn: Besides, you are making very dangerous enemies with Kaalle under your banner.
Trench shrugs absently, "I know... No one thinks that a warlord with a massive influence over the lands is in his position for any reason other than the fact that he wants to be, I'm sure... But, I figure I've lasted more years in war and combat than you've lived... So, I'm not overly concerned."
Jinn shrugs, "You are naive to think that you are that much older than myself, shadowlord. Nor do I think that you even come close to the power, of the dreadlord."
Trench chuckles, "You're the only one with that great concern, you know that? Why, if I didn't know any better, I'd almost think you have a real hard on for the guy... You speak quite highly of him."
[ Jinn whispers, "Seriously, I respect you, you know that. Kaalle however is a powerhungry sociopath. :P" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(If it weren't for IC political reasons, he wouldn't have been under me in the first place.)" to Jinn. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Gah, damn computer >_<]" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Ahriman Mainyu.
[*] Ahriman Mainyu has accepted your request.
[*] Ahriman Mainyu joins you.
Ahriman Mainyu: [Thank you :-)]
Jinn isn't amused, nor angered-- mostly emotionless, infact, "I have no 'beef' with you, Trench. And I know full well that even if I manage to defeat 'you', you have more men than I can defeat. However Kaalle is a liability."
Trench places his paws over his elbows, crossing them, "I'm a businessfurre, Jinn... Kaalle brings me business... Aye, he can also hinder things from time to time, but until some better offer comes to me, I keep with him. How would I look if I betrayed those that held loyalties to me?"
Jinn snorts, "Like a good businessfurre, ready to cut his losses when he must."
Trench: Aye... When I must... Right now, I really hav eno need to. As you said, once I find you a true threat onto my business, you will die. Until that time, I'll leave this little feud between you and Kaalle."
Trench: (*have no)
Ahriman Mainyu's eyes dart between the two before gazing across the soccer field at her Rapier, resting in its sheath and swordbelt upon the ground. What a time to have taken it off... she never should have agreed to it, but it was the only way to get the message to Trench. She then looks upon Jinn, skeptical of him.
Jinn tips the fedora downwards into a facial obscuring angle, "Make sure your men don't interfere, or your army will decrease in numbers rather rapidly. Give the head to Kaalle, a gift.", he simply dissappears after such, how odd.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench kicks the head, as he had the soccer ball. "Pha." He states. He absently speaks, "No furre tells me what to do... If my full forces were put into the guy... Hrm, he about inspires me to prove such things... Some furres should either gain some respect, else their bluffs may be called..."
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ You whisper "
[#] Jinn has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
Ahriman Mainyu's eyes turn to Trench, "Sir... if you're in need of a ready weapon, I'm renound for my skill with the blade." She then faulters slightly and averts her gaze, "F-forgive me... I didn't mean to impose."
Trench shakes his head, his paw raising dismissively, "Don't worry about it, lass... And, typically, I wouldn't mind... But I do have issues with furres who also hold loyalties elsewhere. Such furres can often cause troubles should loyalties have to be questioned. No, I shall leave such an issue to those that work for me..."
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
Ahriman Mainyu lowers her head, her ears falling back, "I would gladly serve you, sir.. Though I already have so many in which to serve. The master that brought me back from the depths of Hell after going there to look for my first master... one of your followers.. and soon, Mephisto as well." She lifts her head slightly, "My blade remains loyal to those who are faithful to me. Though I don't expect you to make any sacrifices."
Trench quirks a brow, "To Mephisto? He is a lad that's getting around, isn't he?"
Ahriman Mainyu nods, "I have heard great tales about the legendary Mephisto. I had a friend.. long ago.. who was involved with him and the vampires that roamed Goldwynn. It was the beginning of a war that she innevitably sparked." She nods again and smiles softly, "I can only imagine that it was a great war."
Ahriman Mainyu: [Four years ago, now, I believe >_>]
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs, "I've seen alot of wars... They all begin to mix. Ah, well, if you serve Mephisto... Well, let's just say, those that follow each of us tend not to get along. Loyalty issues of varying kinds. At any rate, I should probably make my way on.."
Ahriman Mainyu lifts her head and looks at Trench, "Sir.. if I may.. before you go. I have but one last thing to say."
[#] Syris has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: By all means...
(You see Syris.)
> Ambiguity's avatar graceing the world with it's presence: shattered dreams that would perchance dance upon the mortal realm with its sunday finest! Utterly clothed in black, perhaps some cliche' symbol of man; tunic covered by it's darker master, a cloak the shade of midnight in winter. Trousers rest upon hips, before being tucked carefully inside the boots near end. Barbaric tresses of crimson flutter daintily upon the brow - Painfully cliche', however fresh.
[#] Æon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Æon.)
> Ivory and ebony hues make up a six foot visage of feline reaglity. Spiked locks project from betwixt a tiered head ornament wrought of ebony held tight by spooned ears. Alabaster fur was marred by stripes of jet, highlighting strong feline features and golden eyes. Armor appeared to be moulded to his form, metallic ringlets visible in joints. Shoulder pauldrons bore avian images, greaves worked in similar style extending to the knee. Gauntlets partially covered his digits. Veynslay upon his shoulders
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "
[#] Syris has left the Dark Realm.
Ahriman Mainyu nods, "No matter whom I serve, be it the most powerful demon lord or the lowliest slave... my blade is as honourable as I. She will do no wrong, by any means. Call upon it... and she will serve you well." With that, she closes her eyes and bows low, paw rested upon her chest before straightening her stance and walking back to get her weapon, her cloak billowing behind her.
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(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Sauroposeidon, Kit'n, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Tiye, Perdurabo, Phoenix Starfire, Trench.
* 11 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2539 total players online. Uptime 4:41
* Max players this session: 2547
* Max players today: 2547
Trench: Muahahah!
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Sauroposeidon, Kit'n, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Tiye, Trench, Phoenix Starfire.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2547 total players online. Uptime 4:41
* Max players this session: 2550
* Max players today: 2550
[ You whisper "." to Jahana. ]
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
[ Jahana whispers, "Sleeping in sweetest repose in a world of make believe dreams where every fantasy and fairytale has a happy ending, Trench. 1 hours and 16 minutes" to you. ]
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with katman! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with visio! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[&] 7:47:27 PM Player Cotys is online.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "(Its unsettling how aroused that made me. :-P)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench can think of far better things..." to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "Cotys demands that he doesn't." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Dear, your very presence arouses me.)" to Cotys. ]
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[ Cotys whispers, "(You ignore me, don't you? ^^)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Only when I think you like it.)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Dirty.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Very much so.)" to Cotys. ]
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "(Apparently.)" to you. ]
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with kit'n! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Sauroposeidon, Cotys, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Tiye, Trench, Phoenix Starfire.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2541 total players online. Uptime 4:48
* Max players this session: 2559
* Max players today: 2559
Trench: >:*
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[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "ello" to you. ]
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "(Question. When don't I enter the Realm and find some hapless fellow pining after Tiye. Its better than instigating a war.)" to you. ]
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "
(You see Phoenix Starfire.)
> She walks past, giving off a warmth of sorts.. They say that if you play with fire you're going to get burned.. Such is true with this one. Her hair is black with red streaks running through it, and her fur is akin to fire. To contrast her colors, she is clothed in a dark blue dress, white boots, and a black cloak. She smiles, mischeif in her eyes.. [fire elemental][i have limits, whisper to know, dont like them? Dont rp with me!][serious rpers only please..]
[ You whisper "(Aye? And now?)" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(I suppose if I thought only with my wanker, which I don't possess, I'd give it a go. Its annoying, but laughingly so.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Well, guess I won't be pining after that one, anymore!)" to Cotys. ]
[#] Sauroposeidon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kassen has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Kassen.)
> A half-grin played across this being's face. Long silver hair was tied back into a ponytail, reaching down to just past the figure's neck. Bindings wrap around each fist, leaving his forearms and fingers free. A black dress shirt covers his torso, the top three buttons un-buttoned, with the collar turned out. Simple black pants adorned his lower half, followed with black shoes.A pouch hangs off the right of his waist, containing his bindings, while from the left hung two katar.[DA]
[ Cotys whispers, "(If it intrigues you, do it.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I would, but there's one that I have a particular interest in, and she gets kinda jealous.)" to Cotys. ]
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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(You see Elghinyrr Suru.)
> The old Raven. Near middle-aged; hardened, strong lined face. Stark white hair; two thick white braids lay on the chest, tips dyed black. Remarkably ornate spiked black adamantine plate armor depicts horrific visions intertwined with spider web designs; sleeveless fur-lined leather robe worn overtop. Two silver rings dangle from his left ear, set with a single purple stone each. Mannerisms, actions, speech portray & exude a single depiction of him: In control, in command. Dokkalfar.
Trench: Hrm... Y'should join me in upcoming activities...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see The Dæmon.)
> Feral features playing wolven heritage 'pon eccentric, young Wyrmme body. Scales only, in black and blue design; wings apparent 'pon back. Light turqouise, obviously inherited from his father, etches in runic patterns across the body, which is rather ripped and built; his only clothing a servile chain article for loincloth. Aside of claws, body, and chains, he bears no apparent weaponry...just a good-looking, very devilish, black-scaled Wyrmme.
[ Cotys whispers, "(But the fact that you'd toyed with the idea shows you did indeed give thought to going after this man's woman. You should see how that goes.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Nah, I don't like competition.)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Oh I'm sure this one is well within your league. No contest.)" to you. ]
The Dæmon, in fact, -was- of noble-blooded family. The fact that he is Wyrmme, albeit a half-breed, and has wings is a testament within itself. However, this is not openly spoken of. Instead, the behemoth merely tries for a simple- yet elegant in its own right- flourish of his left hand before her. "Your full name, m'lady; as I've stated...beauty has a true name, and I seek this. Simply so..." he begins, eyes drifting over to the door, curiously so. Hm.
[ You whisper "(I think I should go for those that are out of my league... Is there such a thing?)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Is there?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I don't think so...)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(There you have it.)" to you. ]
Trench rolls his eyes, before moving from the throne, "Some are born into royalty... Some of us have to earn it..." With that, he leaves the room.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
(You see Elghinyrr Suru.)
> The old Raven. Near middle-aged; hardened, strong lined face. Stark white hair; two thick white braids lay on the chest, tips dyed black. Remarkably ornate spiked black adamantine plate armor depicts horrific visions intertwined with spider web designs; sleeveless fur-lined leather robe worn overtop. Two silver rings dangle from his left ear, set with a single purple stone each. Mannerisms, actions, speech portray & exude a single depiction of him: In control, in command. Dokkalfar.
Trench: When was the last time you played soccer?
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ Cotys whispers, "
Elghinyrr Suru tosses his robe over his arm as he exits the throne room. He doesn't look up from his doings except to glance at the entry way to this myriad of tunnel work. "I've stood on a field made for the game. Same field Mephisto decided to take his own life on. Why do you ask."
[ You whisper "
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "wandering about being bored at the moment..]" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, "Figure a game was due."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "(Bored? Well, I may have a solution for that...)" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
[ You whisper "
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "do tell" to you. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiy! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
The Dæmon exits; obviously giving chase. However, he stops, slowly turning about; his visage holding a questioning glare to its eyes. Aha.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow as he briefly glances to the lad coing from the throne room. He offers only a brief shrug before his attention returns to Elghinyrr. "It's kind of a new hobby I've taken up as of late."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Elghinyrr Suru's gaze shifts over to Trench, he doesn't care to dig into the reasons for the talk of the game. He goes along, "One wouldn't think Trench had time to play games." He moves towards the tables and tosses his robe over a seat. Slides into a seat, folding his arms..
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench shrugs slightly, "Really, I don't... But, one such as myself does need to relax." He offers a slight smirk, "Besides, it's a real kick when you tell one that they can't speak with you until they play a round."
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
The Dæmon, ever a curious Wyrmme half-breed, watches. Most expectantly casting a glance to Elghinyrr ever so often.
Phoenix Starfire upon seeing her usual spot occupied... she decided to take a seat near the fountain and stare at it... it always was an object of beauty for her... and one she admired the workmanship on.... even though she was a fire elemental.... it still stood to reason that she could enjoy beauty.... if it truly was beautiful... even in a realm of shadows as such..
Elghinyrr Suru glances only briefly to the Daemon. Plucks a rolled paper the size of a thumb from his belt and places it on the table. His eyes move back to Trench as the paper is slid across the table towards the Daemon.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
The Dæmon steps nearer, and seats himself appropriately, eyeing the paper, first. Nothing else done as of yet.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: Aye, well, I think I shall head that way. All are more than invited to join, should they wish...
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "." to Cotys. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "*wishes she knew where Trench went?*" to you. ]
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Phoenix Starfire.
[*] Cotys asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[#] Alexander Truth has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[*] Your request has been sent to Alexander Truth.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[#] Noble has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Noble.)
> The midnight eyes and eastern clothes give away his austerity to perform. Tangled fur form the plexus shrouding a deep layer of skin beneath a hellenistic alb. His face is well-chosen, but there is a negative image portrayed only by the midnight eyes. His only vanity is his tawny locks of head-hair. [Portrait Space Done By Azure Lonefox]
[*] Alexander Truth has accepted your request.
[*] Alexander Truth joins you.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Alexander Truth chuckles upon entry, murmuring, "Tis good to see you once again Warlord Trench. May I ask why you have summoned me here?"
[ Cotys whispers, "
[#] Noble has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods a bit, "Two reasons... One, because I believed that you were seeking me out, and two, if that first part is true, then you shall have to go a round with me in a soccer match."
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Kassen, Phoenix Starfire, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Trench, Cotys, Alexander Truth.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2641 total players online. Uptime 5:16
* Max players this session: 2650
* Max players today: 2650
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[ Alexander Truth whispers, "Are you posting?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Umm... I did post...)" to Alexander Truth. ]
Alexander Truth raises an eyebrow "Soccer? Why of all games soccer?"
Trench shrugs, "It's traditional... I'm old fashioned."
Alexander Truth sighs "And what is the catch? If I lose, I die?"
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[#] Chimæra has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, "Come, now... It's a game, lad. Don't stress. If you lose, it'll be the same as if you win. You gain audience with me just for playing."
Alexander Truth nods and smiles, glad to see there were no strings attached. "Shall we play then?"
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "how do you whisper the Daemon?" to you. ]
Trench nods, "By all means... I'll let you have first kick."
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "cant seem to get it to work..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Damon" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Where in the hell is this place...)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Heh, in Imag." to Elghinyrr Suru. ]
Alexander Truth nods and sweeps his leg to strike the ball, running downfield and chuckling
Alexander Truth: Blast!
Trench: Not bad, lad.
Trench: It's alright, I'm quite good at this game.
Alexander Truth: alright.....here I go....
Trench takes a seat upon the grass, "Now, what is --!"
Trench: Oh ho!
Alexander Truth: Yes!
Trench: Alright, tied score...
Alexander Truth smiles panting "Last shot wins?"
Trench: Aye...
Alexander Truth: your kick then.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Smart ass." to you. ]
Trench: There we are, then.
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Got stuck in one of those hallways. " to you. ]
Trench smirks as he sets himself upon the grass.
Alexander Truth: Yes. Now, you were saying?
[ You whisper "Looking for the soccer field?" to Elghinyrr Suru. ]
Trench nods, "What is it I may do for you this eve?"
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Aye." to you. ]
[ You whisper "It's in the forest." to Elghinyrr Suru. ]
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Alexander Truth sighs "Not much truly. I merely need a place to stay for a few days. Lerdia and I had a bit of a falling out...."
Trench: No kidding... Awhile back, wasn't it?
Alexander Truth shakes his head "Today was the end really...but how did you know that?"
Trench shrugs, "I'm Trench..." He looks about and smirk, noting the even players, now. "Shall we go another round? Two on two?"
Alexander Truth shakes his head "No....I want to know exactly how you found out. Spy networks?"
Elghinyrr Suru crouches. He'd come to watch whatever show would be put on. The games he remembers ended in the loss of limbs for most of the players...
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench shrugs, "Does it really matter? I gain information a number of ways. I don't so much remember the ways as I do the information, which, in my opinion, is the important part."
[ You whisper "
Elghinyrr Suru...and he wondered, if the same games were played here. If that was the case, his armor was coming off.
Trench smirks as he looks towards Elghinyrr, knowingly.
[ Cotys whispers, "
Alexander Truth shrugs slightly, murmuring, "I am sorry, but I do not believe I am up for another game. I shall be in the tavern if you require me." He turns his back, but stops, asking, "How do I get to the tavern from here?"
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
Trench points behind himself, "You're missing out, lad... It really cures what ails ya. But, the tavern is back that way, and out of the forest."
Alexander Truth nods "Thank you." and returns the ball to them for their game.
Trench quirks a brow as he looks over towards Raven, "Care to give it a go?"
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Cotys whispers, "
Elghinyrr Suru grunts, cocking his head to the side in feigned astonishment. "You don't think we're too old...?"
The Dæmon, rather abruptly, lands with a deep thud and clank of few chains on his rather exposing loincloth. Just a simple thing; he wants to eye the excitement. If there's any to have beheld.
[ You whisper "
Phoenix Starfire looks over to the Damon... and blinks... cocking her head to the side as she then looked back to the field... an odd sort of game they were playing thats for sure
Trench shrugs, absently, "With my unique structure, my body remains as strong as when it was first created... It's only the mind that ages me, now."
[ Cotys whispers, "
The Dæmon's head cocks to the side; the being merely walks back.
[ You whisper "
[#] The Dæmon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Elghinyrr Suru upturns his mouth, "Well, if that be the case. I'm glad you admitted the effects of aging first," he says as he glances up from beginning to unbuckle pieces of his armor. Shrugs his pauldrons off...
* 2725 total players online. Uptime 5:35
* Max players this session: 2739
* Max players today: 2739
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Kassen, Elghinyrr Suru, Phoenix Starfire, Trench, Cotys.
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Trench wonders...
[#] Alexander Truth has left the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
(You see Phoenix Starfire.)
> She walks past, giving off a warmth of sorts.. They say that if you play with fire you're going to get burned.. Such is true with this one. Her hair is black with red streaks running through it, and her fur is akin to fire. To contrast her colors, she is clothed in a dark blue dress, white boots, and a black cloak. She smiles, mischeif in her eyes.. [fire elemental][i have limits, whisper to know, dont like them? Dont rp with me!][serious rpers only please..]
Trench looks over to Phoenix, "You joining in?"
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Phoenix Starfire just stands, watching from a distance... such was her curse... to watch all as they touched.. snuggled...... had fun... but with her the touch was deadly... she was as hot as a fire's forge after all.... blinking.. "huh... oh Me? i... better not... i dont wanna sorch the ball or anything.."
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench shrugs, "You wear boots, right? You just kick the thing..."
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Elghinyrr Suru removes a breastplate, carefull laying it on the ground, his eyes roll over the various scenes depicted there as he speaks and moves onto the rest of his upper body armor. "You'd be a wonderful factor in the game, girl. You should play."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Kassen, Elghinyrr Suru, Phoenix Starfire, Trench, Cotys, Kortheal Tahalia.
* 8 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2736 total players online. Uptime 5:38
* Max players this session: 2767
* Max players today: 2767
(You see Kassen.)
> Inactive - User has been away from keyboard last 0 hours and 5 minutes. -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/
[ You whisper "
Phoenix Starfire: eh i might accidently touch you then... i burn unfortunately... and i really dont... want to hurt anyone... hhe.." that was how she was.. letting them know.. but if they didnt mind it.. she would join in she guessed.. she was running out of excuses.. thats for sure..
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench chuckles, "If you can burn shadows, we could have serious issues... Otherwise, I'm not worried."
[ You whisper "
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Trench glances his way towards Kortheal, "Looking for me, lad?"
[ Cotys whispers, "
Elghinyrr Suru gathers his armor, not a sound is made from heap as he places it together and stands to drop it near the rock walls.
[ You whisper "
Phoenix Starfire: ah i see....
Phoenix Starfire: i guessi could play then...
Kortheal Tahalia Chuckles,"No...not really, just checking to see if anybody is around is all."
Trench shrugs, "That's alright. You should come play, anyway. We need a fourth team mate."
[ Cotys whispers, "
[#] Angel Blade has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Angel Blade.)
> To see info on this character press F8 on your keyboard http://www.geocities.com/idle_tears_elektra/index.htm [Vampiress] [ic age: 1,900 looks to be 18 yrs old or younger] [Daughter Of Dante Blade] [Married To Lorntol Lokari] [Owner Of Gothic Romance Lounge and Bartending manager at CD] jpg:w^freewebs.c^angel_blade/Ang
Kortheal Tahalia quirks a brow slightly, oddly interested.Standing and dusting himself off he'd toss away his cloak,"Now...what are we playing?"
Elghinyrr Suru's grin stretches his muzzle, toothily and unassumingly vicious in the way a jagged stone might look where one ponders accidental impalement. "I'll take the fire woman." He looks to her across the field.
Trench smirks, "Soccer. Raven, you against myself... Which partner do you want?"
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench murmers, "Answers that... Alright, then!"
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
Kortheal Tahalia: [Didn't quite pick up on that....which team am I on?]
[ You whisper "
Trench: (Mine.)
Elghinyrr Suru: (You're with Blue Hair down there.)
Phoenix Starfire: Heh... are there... any stats or bets on this game? or is it just a fun game? i'd like to know if i'm playing for anything or not..
Trench looks to Raven, "Any wagers?"
Elghinyrr Suru: Depends on the crowd. We used to bet life. If you survived, you won.
Elghinyrr Suru: Although never in 'soccer.'
Phoenix Starfire eyes would grow wide... until she heard the next part.. then she seemed to calm down a bit
Trench shrugs, "Somehow, I don't forsee it being a large problem... I suppose we'll just do a few rounds of amusement..."
[#] Angel Blade has left the Dark Realm.
Phoenix Starfire: I guess that works then...
Kortheal Tahalia takes a deep breath before relaxing. With a wave of his hand he'd motion towards the ball,"Shall we play?"
Trench: Ready, then, Raven?
Elghinyrr Suru: As I will ever be..
Trench: Being the mighty warlord that I am, I'll permit your team first kick.
Kortheal Tahalia snickers
Phoenix Starfire: i guess.... i'll be giving it? or do you want to sir?" would just realize she didnt havea clue who any of these people were... "its your decision..
Phoenix Starfire: have a*
Elghinyrr Suru grunts and looks toward his team mate. "Kick it," he states firmly... a normal tone for him.
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Trench: Good job...
Kortheal Tahalia thinks he should play goalie
Trench is skeptical, as the 'goalie' just kicked the score for the opposing team...
Trench: Alright, we get first kick, then...
Trench: Ready?
Elghinyrr Suru nods...
Phoenix Starfire nods
Kortheal Tahalia: [my furcadia client's going nuts....like....TOO MUCH MOVEMENT!!!}
Trench: Best round I think I've had in awhile.
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has entered the Dark Realm.
Elghinyrr Suru claps, glancing at Trench... "Nice movement."
Phoenix Starfire: hmm.. that was interesting..
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Trench: Ready?
Trench: Tied score, your kick...
Elghinyrr Suru unties the upper portion of his light black tunic. "Are you.."
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has left the Dark Realm.
Elghinyrr Suru waits for a response...
Trench places his paws across his chest, "I was born ready, old friend."
Kortheal Tahalia luaghs,"I don't know about you, but I was born naked."
Elghinyrr Suru gives a half grin... and moves forward.
Trench sprints after the ball!
Trench: Touche'...
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Kortheal Tahalia: May I?
Elghinyrr Suru nods as he jogs back to the 'start area, whip and blades barely jumbling about. "Got it from watching the more experienced... in soccer at least." He quirks a brow to Trench as he passes.
Phoenix Starfire: heh
Trench: Heh, we should wait until they are ready..
Phoenix Starfire: i'm ready.... thats for sure
Trench: Then do it...
Trench slaps himself.
Phoenix Starfire laughs a bit
Trench: Don't say it...
Kortheal Tahalia: I thought that one looked a little funny
Elghinyrr Suru chuckles, crossing his arms.. he resigns to just shaking his head.
Trench: That's alright, with a score of 3 to 1, we can come back...
Trench: Raven's the best opponent I've had on this all day.
Trench: I just gotta up my game a bit.
Trench smirks.
Trench: Take the ball, lad.
Elghinyrr Suru gives a half salute..
Kortheal Tahalia: is it our kick?
Trench: It's all yours, partner.
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Korth, waiting his move.
Trench: Just gotta up my game a bit...
Trench: Hrm...
Elghinyrr Suru: (Bah.)
[#] Nadrid has entered the Dark Realm.
Kortheal Tahalia: pick it up
Trench: Close it in.
Elghinyrr Suru: Must be a bump in the ground.. damn sand worms.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
(You see Nadrid.)
> Before you stands a tall woman, her long ebony hair draping about her shoulders. Her pale yellow eyes seem to gaze right through you. Tattoos cover her unusually dark skin, mostly on her upper body. Peaks of pointed ears just noticed, covered by her hair. A long spear is held in her hand. She wears a long, shimmering dress made from dragon's hide. Her boots are of the same material. A silver belt rests on her hips, covered in sapphires in a intricate design. [Elf, Warrior][Looks to be about 19]
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Starfire... his look is expectant.
Trench stands, waiting anxiously...
Elghinyrr Suru: (Not that kind of expectant, folks...)
Trench: (Oh...)
Phoenix Starfire: that was a bit too easy
Trench: Told ya we could come back. ;-)
Elghinyrr Suru: Old war machines take longer to get effective...
Kortheal Tahalia: Your kick guys
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Chimæra has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Ready.
Elghinyrr Suru nods.. and moves on it this time.
[#] Chimæra has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Good teamwork...
Kortheal Tahalia nods/
Elghinyrr Suru: And your team mate, Trench, proves some worth.
Trench: 3 to 4...
Elghinyrr Suru: For your side, at least.
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has left the Dark Realm.
Kortheal Tahalia: [When my game doesn't lag]
Trench: (One moment, afk a sec.)
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Phoenix this time.
[#] Rishana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] jenthehen22691 has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench is ready.
(You see Rishana.)
> Hip hugging, chocolate suede melts over long legs, ending in black, leather boots that reach to the knee. Corset of soft violet worn over torso, lacing up front to give a tantalizing view of perfect cleavage. Golden loops dangle from delicate, pointed ears, and dark, orchid tresses are pulled atop head in a messy topknot that only seems to enhance perfect beauty. crystal cloak rests on shoulders, hem swaying around slim ankles. www.freewebs.com/rishlady (updated 10-13-04)
Phoenix Starfire frowns a bit.. not being much good considering that she'd never played before.... and sighs.... giving him an "i'm sorry..." sort of look.... but was it her fault?
[#] jenthehen22691 has left the Dark Realm.
Phoenix Starfire: guess i'm kicking? or who?
Elghinyrr Suru: You're the one.
Trench: Aye, you.
Trench: Nice...
Elghinyrr Suru: Quickest goal yet I believe.
Trench: I do believe so.
Elghinyrr Suru moves...
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
Kortheal Tahalia: Weeee
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Phoenix Starfire: Guess i'm just not good at this... i'm sorry
[*] Your request has been sent to Jahana.
[*] Jahana has accepted your request.
[*] Jahana joins you.
[ You whisper "Phoenix...<>" to Cotys. ]
Kortheal Tahalia: Just as long as you're having a good time
Trench looks to Korth, "Alright, you are on Raven's team, now..."
[ Cotys whispers, "
Elghinyrr Suru grunts, coming to a slow stop. He turns and heads back to the start area. "Well, woman of fire, I was hoping you'd singe some of our opponents there. Do that and I won't cut those ankles off.."
[ You whisper "
Elghinyrr Suru offers a small smirk to Phoenix... not giving determination of whether he is kidding or not.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench smirks as he looks to Phoenix, "Don't worry, Jahana will aid me.>
Trench: "
[ You whisper "
Elghinyrr Suru: New game, yes...?
Kortheal Tahalia: Jahana's skills are nothing compared to mine hahaha!!
Phoenix Starfire eyes go wide.... and she looks at Trench with a "he cant really do that can he?" sort of look... hoping he was kidding... after all she didnt really.. uh.. yeah... "alright.. i'll be in the realm... if anyone cares to find me.."
Jahana arches a brow, but steps onto the field. "This should be interesting."
[ You whisper "
Trench: One second...
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "ah... hmm.. i see..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench was trying to explain that before you stormed out." to Phoenix Starfire. ]
Trench: Alright, these are the teams, then...
Trench: Ready?
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "ah i see... she's not quite patient sometimes.. got kinda odd personality cause of how she was raised too.." to you. ]
Trench: Having the team with less furres, we'll take the first kick off.
Elghinyrr Suru nods.
Trench steps to the side, giving the honors to Jahana.
Kortheal Tahalia obliges
Trench pokes?
* Current players: Dark Realm, Rishana, Kassen, Elghinyrr Suru, Phoenix Starfire, Trench, Cotys, Kortheal Tahalia, Nadrid, Jahana, Morgana Elza`bet.
* 11 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has entered the Dark Realm.
* 2740 total players online. Uptime 6:14
* Max players this session: 2767
* Max players today: 2767
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
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[*] Morgana Elza`bet has accepted your request.
[*] Morgana Elza`bet joins you.
Trench looks to Morgana, "You're on my team... Get ready, we're about to kick off."
Trench looks to Jahana, "Maybe..."
Elghinyrr Suru: Perhaps she'd do well as a post in the ground...
Trench: Hrm...
Kortheal Tahalia: I could go find a hammer....I doubt it would do any good though.
Jahana is here.
Phoenix Starfire yay?
Jahana approaches the ball and kicks?
Jahana murfs.
[#] Rishana has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Geovania Necronomo has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Sen Mi'kiri has entered the Dark Realm.
Elghinyrr Suru is wearing his lower legging armor, the top half removed down to a light black tunic with half sleeves. He pulls the tunic from its tucked position to let it hang comfortably... and waits.
Trench: Shall we now, then?
Elghinyrr Suru nods.
Trench awaits Jahana's kick...
Kortheal Tahalia: Tried to save it
Kortheal Tahalia: ....
Elghinyrr Suru smirks, coming to a stop... "That one trickled over the line."
Kortheal Tahalia: ready?
Trench: Ready.
Jahana kicks ass.... yeah!
Kortheal Tahalia: That was nice.
[ You whisper "
Jahana gives up.
[ Geovania Necronomo whispers, "If you do not mind sir..I would like to speak with you." to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[#] Zylana has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Geovania Necronomo.
Trench: One moment...
Trench: Before we take our kick...
[*] Geovania Necronomo has accepted your request.
[*] Geovania Necronomo joins you.
Trench: Raven's team gets another member.
(You see Geovania Necronomo.)
> Exquisite stature unfolding around this female. The soft locks of her hair moved in a velvetine ribbon. The curls of her bangs play about the ridges of her facial frame. The treads of her tresses move down her back coating the silken cloth of her cloak. Wrapping gingerly around the curves of her frame. The cloak falls down to her heels as if robed. Her body fastened in a satin clothed sleeveless gown. Slits up each side, burrowing up short of her thigh. [Human] [Roses?] [Chancellor at Lerdia]
Trench points to Raven, speaking to Geovania, "You're on his team."
(You see Sen Mi'kiri.)
> Dark blue hair drapes about shoulders in a tidy flow, falling just passed his collar bone. Emerald eyes sparkle from beneath navy mane, observing the outside world with an unearthen gaze, sheerly unnerving in the base appearance of his glance. Black robes dance about his form in silken waves, tunic trousers and outer cloak all the same shade, the color of the darkest night. A single leather bound scabbard rests at his side, with a silver pommel.[Single, not really looking.]
Elghinyrr Suru grunts. "Sheep."
Trench quirks a brow, "I'll take the other one."
Geovania Necronomo Arches a brow for a moment. "No thats fine, but I would like to speak with you if that is alright?"
Trench shakes his head, "None speak to me without at least having one round..."
Kortheal Tahalia: If you can beat him in a game
Kortheal Tahalia: bwahahaha!!
[#] Zylana has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, you don't have to win... But, you do have to play.
Geovania Necronomo: This has to do with Balthasar
Geovania Necronomo: And questions about...someone..
Kortheal Tahalia: Isn't that the guy who ended the war with lerdia?
[#] Zylana has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs, "You going to take position, or not?"
Sen Mi'kiri face palms and steps out onto the field "I'l take her position"
Geovania Necronomo: What a waste of time this was.
[#] Geovania Necronomo has left the Dark Realm.
Morgana Elza`bet: My kick?
Trench quirks a brow, "I say... Apparently she didn't want to speak that much..."
Jahana will use her feminine whiles as a distraction.
[#] Zylana has left the Dark Realm.
Kortheal Tahalia: It would appear so.
Jahana knows she spelled that wrong.
Trench smirks, "This is an excellent filter to decide who really wishes audience with me and who doesn't..."
Sen Mi'kiri: What are the rules, and what do we play to, what is the bet, and why do we play?
Trench was not ready...
Trench quirks a brow as he looks to Sen, "The lass you came with has left... You realize that, right?"
Morgana Elza`bet: I'm not playing with you anymore.
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Trench. "You were running your mouth.. see what happens?" He grins.
[#] Zylana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Dacrryna has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "I'm here to talk to you about Bal, one way or the other, if she doesn't want to join me, oh well."
Kortheal Tahalia: Fuck it...Kick the damn ball.
Morgana Elza`bet: Noo!
Trench nods, "The rules are simple, then... Umm..."
Jahana: .:wasn't ready!
Trench: Apparently, very minimal, too.
Morgana Elza`bet: Trench you still owe me a one on one game.
[#] Dacrryna has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I do.
Trench looks to the newcomer, "You ready, lad?"
[#] Nadrid has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Jah, kick it up one.)
Sen Mi'kiri: ....I would be if you'd answer my questions...
Sen Mi'kiri: What are the rules, what do we play to, what is the bet, and why do we play?
Morgana Elza`bet: Grr
Trench: The game is simple... Just kick it to the goal... The rest will be answered after we finish.
Sen Mi'kiri: Then, sure, I'll have a go
Trench: And, I can't play, Raven, while I'm telling your team members the rules.
Kortheal Tahalia: Let us give trench his one on one match
Morgana Elza`bet Plucks a feather from Trenches wings
(You see Zylana.)
> A soft-spoken fruit bat, she drifts about from room to room soundlessly, lips tilted with a gentle smile. A white, silken sholder-less cloth hangs from rings about a silver choker, draping loosely upon the gentle curves of her plush chest. Silver belt brimmed with bells as well as other assorted items that chime gently. [Lo'Nataliya]
Trench: But, we'll take the rat.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Nadrid has entered the Dark Realm.
Zylana blinks?
Zylana chitters yet nods.
Trench: C'mon, rat. You're on my side.
Zylana is a bat. :-P
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "Winning isn't what matters, just as long as everyone's happy, right?"
[ Jier whispers, "DS glitch, though if I know Jahana she seen it and already told you of it." to you. ]
Trench: Aye.
Elghinyrr Suru drops the ball onto the designated spot. "We see opportunity and take it... that's all."
[ You whisper "Aye, I know." to Jier. ]
Sen Mi'kiri: Then let's do it
Morgana Elza`bet: Wheres the ball?
Morgana Elza`bet: Nevermind
Trench: Raven, where's your man?
Trench: Come on...
Sen Mi'kiri: Kortheal?
Trench: Four on four.
Sen Mi'kiri: He's off to the side
Elghinyrr Suru: Relieving himself... *nods to the side*
[#] Mephisto has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A maelstrom of chaotic energy washes over the realm as every flame within it's cavern depths receed into fear of the demonic force intruding upon this corporeal world.
Jahana CALLS MEPH!
Phoenix Starfire: [Mephisto should come play! XD]
Trench: Who's kick?
Elghinyrr Suru: (Well isn't that the mistake of the year.)
Kortheal Tahalia: [he'd own]
Trench: (I'd own Meph.)
Morgana Elza`bet: Are we ready to play?
Trench: Ready... Finally.
Kortheal Tahalia: [you don't know]
Trench: (I know.)
Trench: (I own all.)
Sen Mi'kiri: CAN WE GO![]
Trench: Who's kick?
Kortheal Tahalia: yours
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Get it, Jah.
Trench owns!
Trench: Alright, lad. Let's have a talk.
Trench: Teleport, meeting!
[#] A serious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Zylana whispers, "[whom were you calling raven?]" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "(Elghinyrr.)" to Zylana. ]
[*] Sen Mi'kiri joins you.
Sen Mi'kiri: I heard that you made an offer to mister balthazar....
Trench leans back within his seat, taking a rag from his pocket to wipe off the sweat, "Now, what may I do for you?"
Trench: I did...
Sen Mi'kiri: I would like to ask what the specs where, and wether they are open to possible tweaking.
Trench quirks a brow, "First, tell me what it is you suggest for this... Tweaking?"
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "Does a lawyer make his case before he meets the witness?
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[#] An afflictive shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Geovania Necronomo has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: How am I to propose somethin, unless I know what the current specifications are?
(You see Geovania Necronomo.)
> Exquisite stature unfolding around this female. The soft locks of her hair moved in a velvetine ribbon. The curls of her bangs play about the ridges of her facial frame. The treads of her tresses move down her back coating the silken cloth of her cloak. Wrapping gingerly around the curves of her frame. The cloak falls down to her heels as if robed. Her body fastened in a satin clothed sleeveless gown. Slits up each side, burrowing up short of her thigh. [Human] [Roses?] [Chancellor at Lerdia]
Trench nods a bit, "You're not a typical Lerdian... The terms were, he joins me, as well as two of his comrads, and I end the war on your kingdom. He has agreed..." He releases a slight snarl, a glare gazing over to Giovania...
[#] Mephisto has left the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: Who all was signed onto this?
[#] Nadrid has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Geovania Necronomo Looks upon the one snarling at him, shaking her head. Letting out a breath. "How can we get you to release Balthasar?"
Sen Mi'kiri face palms yet again
Trench thinks back, "Well, obviously Bal... There was also an advisor to the queen... Can't quite remember the lad's name..." He then quirks a brow, "Urm... There is no way. Sorry..."
[#] Nadrid has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: No way, is not a fact, everything has its price, what is Bals?
Trench leans back, "In order to end this war, I needed something that would equal the value of all the furres I lose from recruiting that would come in because of the war... Balthasar was the first Lerdian warrior I saw worthwhile. He was respectful and well behaved. Needless to say, he was quite a prize, indeed. However, the queen pissed me off further, leaving me no option but to up the ante..."
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Kortheal Tahalia enters slowly, cautiously,"Am I....interupting something?"
[#] Morganna Chi has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Yes...
(You see Morganna Chi.)
> She is nice, romantic, can be hyper at times, and loves to be talked to. Her name is Morganna but she likes to be called Chi. She actually is a vampire/wolf. Shes very friendly and isnt she at all. But she can get an attitude so try not to get on her bad side
Kortheal Tahalia turns and leaves.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
Geovania Necronomo Lets her optics shift from Trench to Sen, and back. "What if there was a higher offer to you? Would you release Balthsar then?"
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "So go piss someone else off, get into a fight, and continue the recruiting...There is more than one way to gain troops. Or create a psuedo battle between two factions, both of which you control. Then you expend resources to fight yourself, while gaining numbers, merge the factions after a stages take over, and you're done."
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: staged*
Trench glares, once more, to Geovania, "You didn't want to pay the price to speak to me, then don't speak to me..." He then looks back to Sen, "And I will do that, but that's more work I have to do. So, to pay for the peace, I needed something in payment. He was the price. Did he suggest you come here to beg for his contract?"
Sen Mi'kiri: [e.e;]
[ You whisper "." to Balthasar. ]
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[ You whisper "
Geovania Necronomo Narrows her eyes upon him, as she lets out a small growl. "You wished for me to play a stupid game to have rights..My lord how childish is that?"
[ Balthasar whispers, "Balthasar's voice is vague, a bit like static. 'Lord...?'" to you. ]
Sen Mi'kiri laughs "Really, you should know better than that, I simply don't like someone being held against his will to a place like this...and I don't see Bal as being someone who would enjoy this kind of place..."
Sen Mi'kiri reaches out and gently covers Geovanias mouth with his hand. "Girl, if you want us both dead, keep talking like that; me, I'd rather get out with my head on, and possibly a deal worked out.
Trench slams his fist upon the table as he looks to the lass, "I asked for a friendly game to break the ice. If it was such a minor thing that I asked to gain my attention, why was it too much to ask for from you?" He seems quite angered as he speaks. Yet, instantly calms as he looks to Sen, "It is a place that can well utilize it's warriors. His was a talent being wasted, otherwise. At least here he'll have purpose."
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Geovania Necronomo Turns her eyes upwards as she glares at Sen, before allowing her teeth to move against the flesh, nipping deeply into it.
[#] Perdurabo has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "'... Yes, please allow me to come, Highness... I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll convince them to leave.'" to you. ]
Sen Mi'kiri rolls his eyes "One mans treasure is another mans trash, and one mans purpose is another mans bain. You can't hold all of us to your standard, some don't enjoy fighting just to fight...I don't think Bal would enjoy that sort of thing personally. And the fact that you asked him to do so in blackmail, doesn't shine well on your methods..."
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[#] Balthasar has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "'Of course, my Lord. I'm on my way.'" to you. ]
Sen Mi'kiri glances at Geovania "Stop it girl, I'm serious, you wanted me to come with you so we could work a deal out. Well, you're just gonna get us dead, so shush up, and lemme do my thing."
Trench shrugs, "My methods are my own... They are what made me into the dark lord that I am... You may question them, but they have kept me in power for more years than you have lived."
Sen Mi'kiri smirks "That's a manner of perception, as most things, but the point is, that is quite trivial at the moment. What are the stakes in this game, and what would you take for an ante?"
[ Balthasar whispers, "'Where are you, my King...?'" to you. ]
Geovania Necronomo Smirks slightly, laughing to herself as she tips her head before moving from them both. "I am so sorry to disturb you, actually i came here to speak to mephisto, but seeming as he left....I'll leave as well, good day to the both of you."
Trench leans back, as his paws rest within his lap, "He is worthy enough to be a Head Warrior... The line above that is... Royalty..."
Sen Mi'kiri face palms for the THIRD time that night
[#] Geovania Necronomo has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has left the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Ach, thought it was locked, hit the wrong tile.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(S'alright.)" to Balthasar. ]
Sen Mi'kiri pauses for a moment, in thought. "Okay, now that I know the stakes, I'll ponder on the bet, and inform you when I've decided wether or not to fold. Deal?"
[#] Nadrid has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
Balthasar enters in, glancing about. He bends at the waist in a low bow to Trench, 'My King.' Raising, then, he looks to Sen somewhat nervously. 'What are you doing...?!' he says quietly.
Trench leans forward, a slight smirk upon his lips, "You've come to me... You dealt well, the lass was... Uncouth... However, I feel as though you begin to insult my intellect... I'm just curious, what if I had this lad just take your head for me? He is a bit obligated to such things, you realize..."
Sen Mi'kiri smirks as he rises, making his way out. "And do remember, I'd rather not have my hand bared to the world, so keep this table in the dark if you would." Pausing at Bal and shrugs "Do what you want to, I really don't care, if you feel the need to show power by killing pointlessly, then you're less of a man than I thought you where. If you would however, please do as I ask..until I decide to pic up my turn."
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench smirks, "You're testing my patience, lad... Not a wise thing to do..."
[ You whisper "
Balthasar's talons clench; he turns to Sen. 'Sen, please leave. As he says, I'm obligated to abide by his law and his wishes. I don't want to kill you, but what I want no longer matters.'
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Sen Mi'kiri grins at Trench "I apoligise, but I call them how I see them, you remind me alot of someone I knew along time ago....threats keep men in line, but corpses do nothing but add to the work. I'll leave then, with your permission, of course, sir."
[#] Morganna Chi has left the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: [ex the extra comma >.<]
Trench turns as he stands, "I assure you, lad, you've never met one such as myself... You may ask many residents, I only threaten my enemies... I need not such things for my friends and allies... I am good to those that are good to me... But, I understand that you see things in such a way. Just remember, I am a hospitable opponent, but I will kill you, should you upset me... Perhaps not immediately, but... Piss me off enough, and you will die... I do hope you keep that in mind." With these words, he sits back upon the chair and waves a dismissive paw, "You may go."
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri nods and bows as he leaves, retaining all remarks to himself for the time being, unwilling to test the other further than required.
[#] Sen Mi'kiri has left the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs as he stands, looking to Balthasar...
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Hidden figure towering at over seven feet tall if one could measure. Almost luxurious golden robe covering his form, a hood of gold wafting over his face as well as the beings entire head. A few long obsidian tendrils would drop out the hood infront of the robes. Hands, rarely seen outside of the robes, would be covered in a unique black material, six foot long staff held in the right hand. The robes hide his entire body, though still show a well built form.
Tayn Razorwind just walked in, moving to the side of the door immediately.
Balthasar stands at something of a ready position as Sen leaves; relaxing slightly after. He turns to Trench, kneeling, 'Please accept my apology for him, my Lord... I did not expect them to react in such a way.'
[ Cotys whispers, "
Tayn Razorwind blinks a bit. "What have I missed, sir?"
Balthasar: (That was kind of taking OOC to IC on there part, anyway. e.e)
Tayn Razorwind: sirs*[]
Balthasar: (their*)
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Sen Mi'kiri whispers, "Oh, and btw Bal doesn't know about Sen and Geo being there, which is why Sen slipped into code ^.^" to you. ]
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Phoenix Starfire has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Linnian has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head a bit, "It seems you have left a caring environment. I want you to know, we are not at war with them, any longer. You belong to me, but you may still associate with them. However, if they continue to harass me on this issue... They, as individuals, not the kingdom, will pay the price."
[ You whisper "
Trench looks up to Tayn, "A good soccer game."
[ Cotys whispers, "
[#] Linnian has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
Tayn Razorwind chuckles and nods. "Yes..." according to what was just said, if one could read emotions without seeing the creature, Tayn would appear somewhat eager.
Balthasar nods deeply, 'Thank you, Highness. I'll see to it that it never happens again.'
Trench: For the sake of their good... I do not seek to make your time here unpleasant. You are loyal, and you keep to your word. I admire that. They seek to find your release from what they consider to be your prison...
Tayn Razorwind takes the hint and leaves, possibly looking to find his own entertainment...
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Sir, while I'm out, should I scout other kingdoms?~" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Will do.~" to you. ]
Balthasar: To be clear... I do not consider it such. I've been treated as well here as I was at Lerdia; I have no reason to dislike it. I will try to show them that, as well.
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "I can't play a game by myself you know?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[ You whisper "
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[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "Okay" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "
Trench nods, "For that, I am glad... You are a good warrior, Balthasar... And you are quick to respond. If all my warriors were like you, I would have no issues within this Realm. You are released back to your own pleasantries, now. I thank you for your prompt appearance."
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Balthasar rises, 'And I thank you for your mercy on them, and on me... again, I'll try to ensure you never have to spend it on Lerdia after this.' With that he bows deeply again, and turns to leave.
[ Cotys whispers, "
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Trench merely returns a nod of respect.
[*] Cotys joins you.
Trench: Aye, it does.
Trench: He's a good lad, and a strong warrior. You should meet him, sometime.
Cotys grins somewhat. "Perhaps I should. What makes him so special anyhow?"
Trench: You'd have to meet him... For one, he was probably the best warrior to come out of Lerdia...
Cotys: Prowess on the battlefield means very little to me.
[#] Balthasar has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: He is also quite diplomatic. I assure you, should you meet the lad, you would be impressed.
Cotys chuckled softly at that. "I recall you saying much the same about Correnthean."
Trench smirks, "Perhaps, but Corr wasn't under my control..."
Cotys: Perhaps that is why I found him amusing.
Trench: Hm, perhaps...
Cotys arched a brow pointedly. "Preoccupied?"
Trench shakes his head a bit, "I'm not, fortunately... However, I do have to hit my retirement for the night. Tomorrow is to be.. A long day. I'm to meet with the Gods for a full day or two."
Cotys sidles clear of his path, her eyes downcast in thought. "Very well. Good eve then?"
Trench: Aye, my love... But, before I go... Are you alright?
Cotys flashes a wan smile. "Quite alright. Please, go and rest."
Trench quirks a worried brow, "Are you most certain?"
Cotys: Of course.
Trench leans over, offering a gentle kiss upon your cheek before walking away, "Aye, love... Until my return, then..." And with that, he fades into the shadows.
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
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[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
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[#] Kit'n has entered the Dark Realm.
Kit'n peeked around the edge of the door before she entered the room, and a relieved sigh escaped her before she entered silently. A bright smile crossed her face when she saw Trench, and she sat down on the floor beside him, laying her head against his knee. "Greetings, Mi'lord," she murmured softly, nuzzling.
Trench reaches down, his paw stroking under the Kit's chin, reaching to scratch behind the ear, "Ah, my kitten... Heh, I remember when you were so younger... You've grown quite well, haven't you? How have you been, as of late? It is good to see you, again..."
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
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Kit'n murred softly and lifted her head as he scritched behind her ear. "I've grown, anyway," she said with a soft smile. "I've been alright, staying out of trouble and learning as much as I can about the realm. There was a newcomer yesterday, as I remember," she mentioned, closing her eyes and laying back against him. "I've missed you.."
Trench's paw rubs against your cheek, a slight nod to himself, "And I, you, young one... I'm glad you've returned. Heh, glad I've returned, as well." He tilts his head curiously as his paw moves along your face, stroking into your hair, "You said someone came by?"
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Hey there]" to you. ]
Kit'n purred softly, and kept her eyes closed as he stroked her hair. "Aye, looked like a little boy, couldn't have been fourteen yet. He looked lost, but when I got close to him, he seemed afraid and ran off, I couldn't catch him." It was a suspicious person, in her mind; first of all, it was a child, second of all, the child had run away. She thought that he should know.
[ You whisper "(Heya.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[How are ya?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Hah, hah! Still alive!)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Is there some reason you wouldn't be? O.o]" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, his mind seems in thought for the moment while he absently strokes against your fur, "Hrm, I think I've seen this lad... Hm, if he ran from something as gentle as yourself, I could only imagine what it would take to aid someone like that..."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "(In my position? Who knows...)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[True enough, I suppose. So what are you up to today?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Taking back Mephisto's Spire!)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[So... up to no good, lol]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Never.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Kit'n nodded her head. "There was something about him.. It wasn't a bad feeling, but it was like he was trying to hide something. And he looked sick," she continued a moment later, remembering what a hard time the boy had had breathing. She purred quietly under his stroking, and slipped an arm around his lower leg.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Well, atleast you have interesting things to do. You can't get bored then, lol]" to you. ]
Trench chuckles as he looks down. He shakes his head a bit before responding, "You're not the small kitten you once were." He reaches a bit lower, stroking along your back, "But, the sacrifices made for that, certainly are worth it, I think.." He leans over, offering a gentle kiss upon the top of your head.
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Kit'n murred quietly as he stroked down her back, and arched slightly towards him. "I've not grown too much," she replied. And it was true, she didn't really look much older than she had when he'd first purchased her. She'd filled out a little, and she'd grown maybe an inch or so, putting her at just over 4'9, but other than that, she hadn't changed much at all.
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Trench chuckles, nodding a bit, "That is true, dear one.." He looks down towards you, with a slight smirk, his paw moving along your shoulder, "The difference is, if you set upon my lap now, it's a bit... Well, different... Than before. Mostly because you're a bit more filled out and... Oh, how to say... A bit more attractive? Not that I particularly mind..."
Kit'n lifted an eyebrow at his comment. "Different?" she queried. It seemed nearly impossible that she couldn't know what he meant; could it be that she still hadn't lost her innocence? Most people tended to ignore her, and she usually just sat beside his throne, just a shade above a decoration. Certainly she never attempted to initiate conversation with anyone else; even if she had, the best she could've hoped for would have been a sharp rebuke.
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Trench smiles warmly, rather amused at her innocence. His paw moves along your neck line, touching softly, "Well, dearest, certainly you have noticed your body is more.. robust, yes?" His paw reaches up, pulling your face so his eyes look into your own, "Tell me, kit... How old are you, now?"
[ Den Fa whispers, "?" to you. ]
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] 11:11:32 AM Player Den Fa is online.
Den Fa: [Rawr.]
Trench: (Mrow.)
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Kit'n looked up as he pulled her face up to his, and mewled softly. Time here was a little harder to keep track of; because she rarely went outside she couldn't have said exactly how much time had passed. She shrugged her shoulders and answered him as honestly as she could. "Sixteen? Seventeen? I'm not sure," she replied.
Kit'n: [Long time no see. ^.^]
Den Fa: [Hi. :-)]
Den Fa: [Don't take care of me I'm ooc.]
Kit'n: [Mmkay. :-)]
Trench: (OOC? That's no fun...)
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Kit'n: [Interesting. Samme is the 'boy' that Kit was just telling you about.]
Trench: (Heh, and just as I'm having to go..)
Kit'n: [Aww, d'you have to? ]
Trench: (Eh, for a bit... Will return, though. Urm, not sure when... But, a bit of shopping must be done. And those that I'm to go with are finally awakened.)
Kit'n nods. "Okie then. I'll whisper to Samme and let 'er know you'll be on later, if she's interested?[]
Den Fa: [Trench]
Den Fa: [I wont make it for tonight, there is a funral stuff at my uncles..]
Den Fa: [And I'm sleeping there.]
Den Fa: [Might report it for later another day. :s]
Trench: (Uh oh.. Meph may want to reschedule, then...)
Den Fa leaves.
Trench: (And, yeah, Kit...)
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
Kit'n: [Well, I'll try and be on later today. What'd be a good time for you, any idea?]
Trench: (Well, I can message you when I come back, but... Hrm, there was supposed to be something at 5, but I think that'll be cancelled...)
Trench: (Point is, there is fun to be had between us, and I suspect I'll catch you again, sometime today...)
Kit'n: [Aww, sorry to hear that. I'll possibly be here, but not sure. Yeah, message me when you get back if I'm on, if not you can give me a call if you like and I'll try and get on. Hehe, I'm sure.]
Trench: (Gimme number on IM?)
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You see Arnold QuikStryke.)
> Decked out in the uniform of a high-ranked soldier described as Samurai. Facial features were scarred, but one could still tell that he was of western descent. Two blades were stuck in a string belt around his waist. One was a well-crafted shortsword, and the other was a longsword, both crafted of steel and deadly.. 6'8" and 295 pounds was his build, and very few topped his physique. His face was scarred, and a smile seldomly graced it. [=***=]
Leo Tyrone: Dragon eh d2k?
Mandy: Hello, that was a great greeting ^^
Mandy: I have to poo, eventually..
(You see Jessica Adlam.)
> Not here cant you tell 0 hours and 2 minutes.)
(You see Ononoke Hino.)
> Chaos stared up at you with glowing emerald irises that took part of a hauntingly beautiful visage; It was a unique complexion one could not forget. Crimson tendrils framed her face, as hair haphazardly rested over her eyes. Laced across her torso was a dark corset that hoisted her medium bust. A matching pair of pants hung loosely from her hips; tattered at the bottom, and rolled at the top, due to her lack of height.. Another lonely being, traveled throughout the night. [www.freewebs.com/ononoke]
(You see Anae.)
> Azure orbs, framed darkly, part-hidden behind a shock of pink hair that cascades down her bare, slender back. The epitome of elegance, silks and shimmering gauze covering her slender form, though not entirely modest. Supple cleavage, the slope of her womanly hips, it all invites one to touch. Crimson pout absolute, silver lip-ring splitting her bottom lip in two. Her stilletto-booted feet click authoritatively as she saunters away. Abnormally elongated tail swaying to an unheard beat.
Ripfang: As do I.
Ripfang: But, I procrastinate.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[Hey, Trench :-) It's me, Ahri]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Colorful.)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
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[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[I made this character for someone else ^^; That's why. Usually all my characters are dark]" to you. ]
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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* Max players this session: 3008
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(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[ You whisper "(Like, to give someone else, or so you could RP with someone else?)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
Trench: teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "They asked someone to play the character, so I made her :-) Haven't heard from 'em since ^^;" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Isn't that annoying?)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[Quite ;-) But hey, at least I have a new character to fool around with now.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Certainly is a bit more unexpected.)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "Yanaho Yunasi smiles and nods, "Indeed." to you. ]
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Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Mm, I don't think the tender is coming...
Yanaho Yunasi blinks and turns to look over her shoulder, "Oh.. Hello. No, I wasn't waiting for the tender, I was just sitting here, collecting my thoughts. My name is Yanaho Yunasi."
Trench nods slightly, his gaze peering over to asure himself of the 'tender comment. After a brief moment, he moves from the floor and into the seat next to him, "The name's Trench. You seem a bit out of place here, what's a light furre like you doing in a dark place like this?"
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Nice to meet you, Trench. Ah, I was just wandering around. Truth be told, I enjoy dark places like this." She looks down at her fur and then looks back up at him with a smile, "Though I do seem to stand out like a sore thumb, don't I..?"
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, "Ah, don't worry. Many light furres tend to find their home here. We are here for those that seek a place to call home, a sanctuary we are... It just tends to be the dark furres that need sanctuary more often than the light, but even a light one can still feel out of place in the main lands."
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "There do tend to be more dark furres than light.." Her gaze is averted and she stares off into space a bit, "I'd gladly be a dark furre if there were a way to change the color of my fur.. but there isn't one that I know of."
[#] Arashi Kouten has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, before looking about the room, as if assuring he wasn't being spied upon before he speaks, "There are many who roam these halls that can do many wonderous things... There's a seamstress who could dye, there are mages that can... Do many things..." He takes a brief pause before finishing, "And there are some who you could sell your soul to in exchange for the ability to become any form you desire..."
(You see Arashi Kouten.)
> Upturned muzzle had a certain arrogant tilt to it that just warned others of the personality of this graceful striding Kitsune. Static electricity sparked across the vulpine creature. Gray fur rippling across the feminine shape, highlighted by the bright yellow markings upon face, ears, and upon each tip of the nine elegantly swaying tails. www.deviantart.com/view/12664897/ ">Furre
Yanaho Yunasi arches a brow and looks over at Trench, "Is that so?"
Trench nods solumnly, "There are a wide variety of powers..." He leans back, lightening a bit, "Sure to be one that comes here that would suit your own desires, whatever they be."
[ You whisper "
[ Arashi Kouten whispers, "Hello." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi tilts her head, "And what about you, Trench? What do you do?"
[ You whisper "
Trench smirks slyly before responding, "Why... I lead the rabble... And... I do a few other things, you might say... I tend to be a furre of... Many talents..."
[ Arashi Kouten whispers, "Hmm.. Exploring first.. and if my intrest is taken, perhaps I shall join the group" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
Yanaho Yunasi's ear flicks and she pulls her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs, grasping onto one of her wrists with a paw, "The rabble?"
[#] Phantom Virus has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly as he stands, moving behind the bar, "The outcasts... That tends to be who comes here, for the most part... You don't often end up here because you're a member of high society..." He takes out two empty glasses, holding one out offeringly, "Drink?"
[#] Phantom Virus has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Yes, please... Oh, I don't consider myself a part of "high society" as you refer to it. I'm just a fighter with no past, and no given future."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench takes out a rag and begins whiping out the glasses, "Aye, that sounds about the type to end up here..." With that, he leans down, looking to the various bottles, absently speaking, "What's your poison?"
Yanaho Yunasi grins, "Cyanide." She chuckles and shakes her head, "I'm just yankin' your chain. I'll have some ale if you have any."
Trench places away one of the glasses and takes out a wooden mug. He turns around and opens the tap on the barrel. "But, aye... A change of color for a furre wouldn't be too big of an issue... In fact, around here, a change of many things is quite possible, depending on how far you want to go." He turns the tap off and places the mug upon the bar, "There ya are." He then leans back down, bottle are heard tapping each other as he fumbles through them.
[#] Arashi Kouten has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Arashi Kouten has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles softly and nods, "Thanks." Reaching out for the mug, she takes it by the handle and lifts it up to her lips, swallowing a good bit before setting it back down. This chick could hold her liquor. The wooden mug made a good hearty 'thump' as it was set back on the countertop, "So could you do any of this for me?"
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench's head raises up from under the bar, placing an unlabelled bottle of clear liquid upon the table, his eyes looking directly to your own as he simply says, "Aye..."
[#] Lord Shikage has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Lord Shikage.)
> Shikage
Yanaho Yunasi waits for a moment to see if he'll say more before she pipes up, "Well, what can you do?"
Trench takes the bottle, pouring the clear beverage into his glass, before moving to sit next to you, "Are you familiar with the vampyre?"
Yanaho Yunasi turning, she nods, "Very familiar. I have heard many stories, though haven't experienced many of my own, such as the great and legendary Mephisto. But I won't get into that. What about 'em?"
[#] Lord Shikage has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, it's funny that you mention Mephisto... He was the creator of that race. What's not known about him is that he also had three brothers, each with their own unique blood. Two brothers of light, and one of dark. The light brothers have long since disappeared... The dark brother created a different race... Something to balance the vampyres... As Mephisto was known to be a balance of evil, his brother was a balance for darkness... Thus, his race was the rarely seen shadowlyng.
Yanaho Yunasi nods, listening closely. She had not heard this before.
Trench: That race was created by Mephisto's brother, Mykeal... The same furre that created me. Currently, to my knowledge, there are only two shadowlyngs in the lands... There used to be a more, but only by a couple... Those others I doubt still exist.
Yanaho Yunasi nods, lifting the mug and tilting her head back for another good, long swallow. Setting it down, she resumes listening.
(You see Arashi Kouten.)
> Upturned muzzle had a certain arrogant tilt to it that just warned others of the personality of this graceful striding Kitsune. Static electricity sparked across the vulpine creature. Gray fur rippling across the feminine shape, highlighted by the bright yellow markings upon face, ears, and upon each tip of the nine elegantly swaying tails. www.deviantart.com/view/12664897/ ">Furre www.deviantart.com/view/12665011/">Feral [Thunder][823]
Trench offers a nod to Arashi as she enters, continuing with his story, "The shadowlyng, as few as there are, are a race whose souls have been melded with the shadows. They control them, form them to their will. They don't have the bloodlust of the vampyre, but do hold other weaknesses, obviously, such as light... Their bodies are merely tools, creations of their essence... It's their souls that only really exist at that point."
Yanaho Yunasi softly drums her fingertips against the bartop as she nods and listens, claws retracted so it doesn't make an annoying clicking sound with every fall of each finger.
[#] Arashi Kouten has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Mr.XxXxX has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Sammy Squeak has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans back, taking in a sip from his glass. "Still, the basic body structures remain, and there is a blood that flows from the beings. And, just as a vampyre's blood is a poison to a normal furre, infesting it and taking it over like a virus, the shadowlyng blood is a poison to the vamps. Only, it doesn't take it over, it kills the vamp blood, destroying it until the vamp is killed."
Yanaho Yunasi's ears fold down slightly, but she remains quiet and attentive.
Trench shrugs, seeming to finish up the tale, "At any rate, the transfer is done fairly much the same... The shadowlyng blood has the same effect on normal blood as the vamp does... Taking over normal blood cells and replacing them with their own dark powers. The entire process can almost seem... Sensual in nature, at times."
Trench nods over a greetings to Tiye as she enters.
[#] Sammy Squeak has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye bowed in return to seeing Trench, quiet words uttered with her rather unique accent. "My lord." She straightened her form and seated herself at the bar quietly.
[#] Mr.XxXxX has left the Dark Realm.
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Yanaho Yunasi nods, then blinks, "My Lord..?" She looks over her shoulder at Tiye, and then back at Trench, "You're the Lord of these parts?"
Trench chuckles as he nods, "I told you I tend to lead the rabble of these lands..."
Yanaho Yunasi blushes and slides onto the floor, kneeling, "Forgive me.. I meant no disrespect..."
Tiye flitted her green eyes over to the femme, giving her a dark stare. "He is like Pharaoh upon the upper and lower halves of my homelands. Except I am not wed to this Lord." She smirked in thought, watching the girl pay her respects to Trench.
Trench smirks, but shakes his head, his eyes glancing humorously towards Tiye's comment, "Don't worry, lass... I'm not what you may call your typical leader... If I thought you to be disrespectful, you'd certainly have known it by now. Now get up, bowing is for those that were born into royalty and don't know any better. I actually worked to get where I am."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: (Which sets to argue, how can one really look at a comment?)
Tiye shrugs.()
Tiye: (I'm not in the modd for arguing mind you.)
Tiye: (*mood)
[#] Kaim has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kaim has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
Yanaho Yunasi nods and stands, smiling and slipping back onto her stool, "So... about these shadowlyngs.. How does one become one? You said it was much the same as a vampyre. Does that mean they're bitten, share blood, etcetera..?"
[ Kaim whispers, "I'm OOC" to you. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "Ah, heard of that battle with Jinn?" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, "I don't much care for the ritual, myself... It's too... Distasteful, but aye... It is the way."
[ You whisper "He came by and delivered me your head." to Kaim. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "haha." to you. ]
Tiye arched a brow, turning her form to stare at Trench. "Not royalty? Hmm. From the way you behave so suavely one would have assumed so my lord." Her eyes went again to the girl, much dislike towards her for behaving so submissively ad questioning so much.
[ Kaim whispers, "That wasn't even Kaim's reall body, as he'd corrupted it. It belonged to some old vampire, his entire life force is held together by his sword, which Jinn didn't even touch." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi chuckles and tilts her head slightly, "If you had a choice-" She pauses in her questioning, feeling a heavy stare from behind. Her muzzle twitches slightly, and she chooses to ignore it, continuing, "what sort of ritual would you give it?"
Trench nods as he looks to Tiye, "I've learned. I deal with the heads of the lands so often... The sad thing is, I know more about regal behaviour than the actual royalty of most of these lands. It's insulting. But, I tend to be a bit more rough than them because I've built my empire rather than having it handed to me... Still, I hold a royal position, being lord over this Realm, so I do try to keep my bearings." He then returns his look to the light lass, offeringa chuckle, "That's... Certainly a different question. It would save underage turnings, though... Heh, but, I think I'll end up sticking with the traditions. For now, anyway."
[ Kaim whispers, "But, as he has no reall powers now, and is weak, he can't corrupt another body. Meaning he'd have to release his weak life force from that sword, which, in turn, would put him in a state weaker than a child, and, in the form of a mere kid." to you. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "So, in simple terms: He'll have to grow up." to you. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Ah shit.. for some reason I can't type with Yanaho. Gimme a minute to restart her window]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "How annoying would that have to be?" to Kaim. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [My apologies]
Trench: (S'alright.)
Tiye would simply nod, letting her eyes roam about, particularly with interest to the thin wine glasses neatly arranged upon shelves. "With that stamina, sir you could easily conquer the world..." Her words were quietly given, right paw set upon the bar carefully as she sat in silence, thinking.
[ Kaim whispers, "It'd be quite annoying." to you. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "He'll be weak for at least half a year." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi's ear flicks, and she waits for Tiye to finish before she looks at Trench, "Are you saying you'll do it for me, M'Lord?"
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Trench chuckles as he responds to Tiye, "And have... But, that's a different story, altogether, and one few really believe, anymore... A shame history is poorly kept in these lands.." He takes another swig from his glass, before releasing a sigh. He shakes it off and looks back to Yanaho, "If you wish it, I have no objections... I always did believe there are far too few of my race in these lands..."
Yanaho Yunasi lowers her head slightly in contemplation, muttering, "This is not a choice to be taken lightly.. If you would be so kind as to give me a little while to think about it."
Trench shrugs, "It's up to you... Vamps spread so well because they have to feed... In feeding, they often end up turning... We don't feed, so it's not essential that I take you. Not upon blood, anyway... Anyway, point is, it's up to you, certainly not something I'd force upon you."
Tiye smirked at Trench with such disbelief. "Indeed, for your name would be chanted throughout every nation, statues of your proud figure placed in every large city. Indeed, a shame." Her eyes narrowed as she listened to the femme goad Trench into making her into another being. "Why do such a thing for her? What has she done to deserve such? And further more, what is she to give in payment?"
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Sir..." She then turns and faces the bartop, her eyebrow twitching slightly. "What I'd like to know is what I did to deserve this interrogation." She muttered, lifting her mug to her lips and taking a swallow.
Trench smirks as he looks to Tiye, "I do nothing for nothing... And never do something for nothing... Sometimes, payment is handled after the transaction. My race is very small. Should I die, there would only be one other. It may do well to have this spread to others." He then glances to the lass before him, "Interrogation? I didn't think I had asked too many questions of you..."
Yanaho Yunasi shakes her head, "Not you, sir."
Trench: Ah.
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye grinned at him darkly. "Well that is a complicated suggestion followed by a simple answer. Have your harem give you children. Thus, your kind grows in numbers strongly." Her eyes glinted as she looked over at Yanaho. "I am not interrogating you, I am simply trying to get you to understand that nothing in this world is free."
Trench chuckles at the interaction between the two, "Tiye, I still don't know your intentions, here... But, you do seem to rather look well after me and my.. Best interests?"
Yanaho Yunasi bites her tongue, as anything she would say would most likely offend the miss, and she wasn't there to argue. She merely lifted her mug and finished off the ale that Trench so kindly gave her. Setting it down, she fishes into her pocket and pulls out a silver coin. "For the drink, and for your troubles, Sir." She turns and looks at Trench, "I will contact you when I've made my decision." Sliding off the stool, she pockets her paws and walks off, "Good day to you both."
Trench shrugs, "Somehow, I doubt we shall see much of her, again."
[#] Nicole Parker has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Nicole Parker.)
> Nicole,is just a little baby,and she also wishes for a good home and mommy!!!!
Tiye watched the femme go before turning her eyes back upon Trench. "Of course. She will be back. My intentions, my lord are to be kept unknown, for I am a woman of mystery. That is my purpose. Your interests, sir, are quite fascinating to me, as are the fashions worn by the women here. No cosmetics worn, strange clothing covering the body completely..."
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, pausing in thought, as if never having noticed the facts before, but then nods again. "Your appearance is unique and exotic to our lands, but I must admit, they are quite appealing. As of your intentions, I expect them to remain such. I seek not to question them, but I do admit to curiosity of them, as I have my own speculations. And, of my interests... I have the abilities that many seem to wish they had, and often find myself living their ambitions. Just so happens, the furres that seek me out look forward to my complete dominance of the lands..."
[#] Nicole Parker has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tiye, Trench, Yanaho Yunasi, Micheru, Katmandu.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1364 total players online. Uptime 3 days 9:07
* Max players this session: 3008
* Max players today: 2629
[ You whisper "
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(You see Micheru.)
> Micheru D. Wolfhound Strolling about, a middle aged feline of mixed breeds. His violet eyes shine sharply, and his headfur falls around to the bottom of his neck. A longcoat is slung over his shoulders, black leather down to his heels. A white shirt of stiff material with a folded down collar buttons to his throat, tucked into a belted pair of silk slacks. Any number of weapons may be hidden by his longcoat.
(You see Tiye.)
> Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. The arches defined her being seen throughout a kalasiris draped beneath a linen sheath of crisp white. Scarlet sash about her thin waist was knotted and draped neatly. Carcanet collar about her neckline is completed with carnelian, lapis lazuli, chrysoprase, and so forth. Bare footed paws exceed splendorous adornments for the eye to feast upon.
Tiye would grin softly, folding her paws in her lap. "Ah, but if you were in my land, you would be the unique and exotic one. Everyone dresses the same, however they do not behave the same. We paint our eyes so that we might be protected by one god, and carry the amulet of another to be in their good graces. Our clothing is light because it is hot, and we wear perfumes because that is simply what we do in my land. Or...what was once my land."
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Greetings, Master. I hope you have been well.~" to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench smirks, obviously quite amused by the conversation, "You are quite elegant. It's rare to find a female that actually is able to behave as royalty... But, then, tis rare to find a lord that can behave thusly, either. Still, whatever the case, your appearance is quite refreshening, to say the least. My armor is built primarily for the purpose of battle. I won't go into details behind each aspect of it, but there are few, if any, parts of my wardrobe without it's own purpose."
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Kaim has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "Kat rises from her rug and stretches her long limbs, ~Well, enough.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Mmmm, no, I think not.~" to you. ]
Tiye lowered her eyes as he flattered her with such, broad smirk finding way to her lips. "That would be, my lord, because I am of royal blood. In many ways than one. But never Queen. No. That title was first and always reserved for another Queen of a race of female warriors, whom also happens to be a distant cousin. I am wearing armor too, my lord, I just fight in a very different manner."
[ You whisper "
(You see Kaim.)
> A twisted wreck come back from oblivian, wrought into the ultimate being. Therein lay a bulking atrocity, profoundly clothed in a twisted disposition of leather wrappings. Quill-like tendrils descended to lower nape in the form of platinium spikes and the such. Upper appendages led to metacarpus with capacious claws protruding from the end of each digit, as to grant an unworldy countenance. Spinal region erupted with manifold sectors of various, protrusive wings. (Kime)
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Most are if given a chance to reveal their inner workings...~" to you. ]
[#] The Reverend has entered the Dark Realm.
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Trench quirks a brow, a bit curious, but asks no more on the armor issue, "One of royalty... Always a queensbride, never a queen, eh? A shame, indeed... I think you may have done well. You certainly at least seem trained enough for such things. Mm, I imagine one such as myself, claiming royal status, must seem a bit... Gruff, to one such as yourself."
[ You whisper "
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[#] Vaden Ti'Kahn has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Vaden Ti'Kahn.)
> Sadistic; the man is a being from the depths of oblivion, a creation of hell. Inferno; his soul is a raging bonfire of hate and corruption, his very essence is death. Demise; the very word is what this 'thing' is to others; he is otherworldly, seeking his place, wanting to settle. The 'thing' stands at a stunning height of 7'2". Vaden is not what he once was, his soul had been twisted, his ramblings in the dark arts intensified, his soul sold to what he fought for his life.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tiye, Trench, Yanaho Yunasi, Micheru, Katmandu, Kaim, The Reverend, Vaden Ti'Kahn.
* 9 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1397 total players online. Uptime 3 days 9:21
* Max players this session: 3008
* Max players today: 2629
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] The Reverend has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Yavé has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "Kat nods, she senses Tiye and they type she is, ~I am sure she will amuse you quite well.~" to you. ]
(You see Yavé.)
> Small, thin, unmuscular and apparently humanoid in demeanor. Wearing dust colored robes, a daunting scarf, and a long, black, cape; this man seems to be the typical evildooer. But these assumptions can lead to horrible deaths.
[ You whisper "
Tiye shrugged her shoulders some. "It is vital to the way I behave and perform in front of others, for.....many reasons. It seemed my brother did not know what was best for him and therefore never proclaimed me Queen. All is well, as I never loved him. As seeing I was the only daughter of the great Setii and there were no other relatives in which my brother to marry, I was chosen. It is frowned upon by other nations, but wise in the end..."
[#] Yavé has left the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Getting a gift from Micheru. sitting in the throne room with others of much more consequence than I.~" to you. ]
Trench seems a bit skeptical at the idea of marrying one's sibling, but obviously accepts it merely as a different tradition. "So, you left, then? Tell me, did you leave in hopes to seek out your position, perhaps, in a different place?"
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[#] Yavé has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye was disgusted with the fact of her brother being her husband, but it was how things were done in her former homeland. "Oh no, I was exiled for failing to murder my brother. I was so close to becoming sole ruler. And alas, I took his riches of the household and left before I was sentenced." She lowered her eyes some to his remark on her trying to gain the position she tried for at one time. "That would be immoral, sir, such is impossible."
[#] Syris has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ka'al has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, skeptical, "Howso? I've seen a few different times when a lass marries a lord and becomes queen of a place. I don't know it's dealings with where you're from, but it's rather common practice around here."
(You see Syris.)
> Ambiguity's avatar graceing the world with it's presence: shattered dreams that would perchance dance upon the mortal realm with its sunday finest! Utterly clothed in black, perhaps some cliche' symbol of man; tunic covered by it's darker master, a cloak the shade of midnight in winter. Trousers rest upon hips, before being tucked carefully inside the boots near end. Barbaric tresses of crimson flutter daintily upon the brow - Painfully cliche', however fresh.
[#] Virulent Furre has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Virulent Furre.)
> Don't lie to make me happy, I need No tainted charm, your false and empty feelings bring Naught, but emotional harm, Am I afraid of loneliness? Our love no longer true, but can I stand alone without leaning on you? Disease of your affection, penetrating me, your beauty like a virus, attacking violently. Worry Not, I'll be fine and make it through the day, when tomorrow comes, I'll have the courage to search for a cure, Heal and Walk away
Tiye kept her eyes down on the stool in front of her as he made such a question. "Because I do not know any other lords. And if it is common here, then such is not what I seek."
[#] Virulent Furre has left the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs, "Then I wish you luck in what it is you do seek... And, should I be able to aid you in such, I'm certainly willing to do such."
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Tiye shook her head lightly and stood, perhaps she hadn't an idea as to what she would pursue concerning the issue in the future. "Thank you. You have been most courteous. For now, the thrill of killing satisfies my need for power." She would lift her left paw to her right should and dip her head low for a moment. Thus she turned about and lowered her arm, making way for the exit.
[#] Steelethan has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
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Trench turns his head, contemplating for a moment, as he watches her exit. He smirks slightly to himself, but merely shakes his head, simply replying, "Until next time, lass..."
[ You whisper "" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
Yanaho Yunasi quickly runs in, nearly tripping over the seat, "M-my Lord!"
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
Trench raises his paws, as if ready to catch her should she fall, "Calm down, young one..."
Yanaho Yunasi stops and tries to slow her breath, "I'm s-sorry, My Lord.. *huff huff* But there's a *huff* man here.. who *huff* I think intends to *huff* bring you harm.. His name is Ka'al."
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Ka'al.)
> A crystalline doll, the human stood in picture esque perfection; a face which was frozen, gaunt with a pair of desolate marble eyes. The flesh was pale, sickeningly cold, thin lips lined in the blue of his deep chill. His body was washed over in blood, scarlet robery clinging to a physique which was comparable to a mere skeleton. A crackling halo loomed over head, casting a foreboding shadow of scarlet over his features.... Revenge was a bitter sweet dish which was best served cold.
Trench quirks a brow, eyes showing slight concern, but nothing of urgency, "Is that so? Tell me, why do you think such?"
[ You whisper "
[ Micheru whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[#] Vaden Ti'Kahn has left the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: I was in a throne room of some sort.. talking to Merchu.. at least I think that's his name... and this guy comes in, and Ka'al said to him, "It wouldn't be you who would have to worry. Trench on the other hand.."
[ Micheru whispers, "
[#] Arucard has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, "Indeed... Hm, a shame... I was rather hoping to be able to take a bit of a break for a few moments... Hm, alright..." His body begins to shift, swirling about within i's own form, dispersing into the shadows... Being sent to the throne room...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Ka'al.)
> A crystalline doll, the human stood in picture esque perfection; a face which was frozen, gaunt with a pair of desolate marble eyes. The flesh was pale, sickeningly cold, thin lips lined in the blue of his deep chill. His body was washed over in blood, scarlet robery clinging to a physique which was comparable to a mere skeleton. A crackling halo loomed over head, casting a foreboding shadow of scarlet over his features.... Revenge was a bitter sweet dish which was best served cold.
Katmandu would smirk, knowing it takes more that looking n one's face to decide that, more the cant of the moving hips, the hidden package the intoxicating scent... and a smile that showed a certain sense of humor.
Micheru: [...]
Yavé: (More like an asswipe to me.)
[#] Yavé has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu: [Let's not get personal OOCly, it's childish]
Micheru: [Yave was ejected, who wants to be next for ooc insults?]
[ You whisper "(Oooh, me!)" to Micheru. ]
[ You whisper "(Really, though, I don't think that's proper use of ejection...)" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "[He was being an asswhipe.]" to you. ]
Ka'al nods slowly, "Aye." Little more is said, he would merely pivot a hundred and eightly degrees within an instant, his right paw swooping around accordining in an open palm strike. Obviously, the uncoming assault was aimed to plow right into Micheru's plexus, and possibly cave in his chest in it's entirety if not send him catapulting back into his throne very roughly. "I beg you reconsider, my dear boy. I'll certainly hate having to kill you here and now before your peers..."
Steelethan brought forth his his palm to direct itself toward this Ka'al and Micheru. Tilting his head toward the right a slight smirk came to show itself, "Children never do change. Now silence yourselves in my presence, unless you wish for me to render you both obsolete."
[#] Choronzon has entered the Dark Realm.
Syris smirks, 'A third has entered the fray? My my now I wish I had some popcorn or other such sweet.'
Micheru is struck, eyes closed. His form ripples with pain, and he grunts, black blood coming to his lips, "Rrgh.." However, it doesn't go through him or cave him in, he just takes it, distributing pain to all of his form, "Heil-- Trench.. It is a warrior's shame to betray his master.. One I will not.. take."
[#] Ackrynia Falkland has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, a slight chuckle emitting from the shadows as he form begins to take place upon the throne, "Dear lad... My men are extremely loyal to me... And there is most certainly reason. I don't expect you to understand such things. However, I assure you, if you're seeking your own death, you're well on the right road..."
[#] Ackrynia Falkland has left the Dark Realm.
Choronzon: (Who're you speaking to, praytell, Trench?)
Trench: (I wasn't aware there was more than one attacker... My surprise.)
(You see Choronzon.)
> Bringing it back.
Choronzon: (There is only one attacker. I just arrived, and don't know what's going on.)
Micheru: [There isn't, I don't roleplay with Cho.]
Katmandu's pale blue eyes dart around at all the activity until she sees her Master enter the room. She rises with her new robe and, though having to near the fighting before getting to his side, she feels safer there and remains standing, with a closer view of the fight.
Syris isn't an attacker, just a plant entity that hangs upon Nyar's pressense, or near areas where he is assured to get some food.
[#] Kaim has left the Dark Realm.
Ka'al shakes his head, "Tch." He doesn't even seem to notice Steelethan, however, before he has chance to raise his hand to strike Micheru once more, his attention is wrenched to the side at Trench, and he smirks widely. "Ah," he would say whilst his right hand moved out, aiming to grasp Micheru by the collar of his shirt, and literally toss him like a bag of potatoes off to the side and out of his way. "I'm ever so pleased to see you, Trench. It's unfortunate Corana isn't present, I'd certainly enjoy killing the two faces I dreamed in Hell for the past years in one stone."
Steelethan mused in faint whisper, "Such is the way of idiocy." A flare, brilliant flash of prism's disection of light, brought itself to life in near blinding fashion. The sudden surge of color spawning forth from Steelethan's paw. An odd sensation of rippling interplay of energies spanning forth 'fore such bright display came forth. Billowing greater in size and intensity, one daring to look upon it could very well risk falling into the trap of blindness. Spiraling into center of palm does such colorful display then ensue, though still does the construct grow further in side and grandure of light.
Micheru grunts, hitting the floor with his shoulder, "Rrg.." Eyes narrowed, he licks the blood from his lips, "Fuck.." Broken bones definately.
Trench quirks a brow, the shadows about him beginning to draw to him, shifting about him. "Hmm... Have we met?"
Katmandu kneels by Micheru's side, using her new robe to cover him, red and black, what could be the harm. She checks him as a medic would, without magic, just evaluating for now with a look of concern on her face and an upward glance now and then.
[#] Itsko has entered the Dark Realm.
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Micheru bares his teeth at Kat,
Ka'al cackles, hysterically, he would even clench his belly within the moment of his madness. "Oh, yes, Trench. We most certainly do," a hiss would escape the end of his words. The shadows most definately better draw protectively over him, as Ka'al didn't seem to be playing games. He would place both hands on the throne, leaning in on him, "No matter. Don't you fret, coward. I'm not here to kill you today, I'm just letting you spineless little worms know I'm back, so you better sleep with both eyes open."
Yanaho Yunasi watches Ka'al. He was -definitely- one to reckon with, compared to all the other fighters she'd run into before. She smiles softly to herself, seeming completely calm in watching this specticle. She'd have to fight him some day. She rather hoped for it.
Katmandu is not hindered by the bared teeth, remaining where she is to try and fend off any more attacks. Her spine takes on a graceful curve that the defined vertebrae only enhance.
Itsko: :-)
Itsko: odd
Trench places a single digit upon Ka'al's chest, pushing him, slowly, away from his throne, "Look, kid... You're cute, I'm certain. But, I've been threatened by soul reavers, kings of lands, dragons, and all manners of demons... If you seriously believe that your threat intimidates me, or any other of this kingdom, then you are very, sorely mistaken."
Itsko: so what to do now?
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
Yanaho Yunasi lifts a single digit to Itsko's lips, watching quietly.
Choronzon: Him getting out of Hell alone is worthy enough to me... But that's just me, isn't it?
Itsko is bowing down his head.
Yanaho Yunasi smirked as she listened. If only her friend Ahriman were here to listen to this. She'd laugh. She looks at Itsko and whispers to him.
Syris: Getting out of hell requires only patience, and a sound mind -- Sound and crazed like a rabbid rodent in the throws of heat, while being wrenched with rabies.
Steelethan brought his paw to close, extinguishing light held within the palm. The ghastly display of color coming to hold itself into a dull gray hue. His attention then turned to speak, "Yes, and all of your little droning on has given me a headache. Now all of you silence yourselves unless you'd prefer that -I- silenced you." Almost as heartbeat came the surge of gray hue, only to settle with the low glow once more. Tick, tock..
[#] Servaeros has entered the Dark Realm.
Choronzon: I know Azarghal personally, not anyone gets out of Hell alive, atleast not with him on guard shift.
[#] Servaeros has left the Dark Realm.
Ka'al's left hand lashed out, much alike that of a viper moving to annihilate those inwhich had cornered it. Looking to seize Trench by the very wrist of the prodding appendage, turn it off to his right, and down. The result of such action would be a spraned if not broken wrist, and the jolting of pain along one's arm. He'd sneer in his face in succession, "That's the thing, Trench.... The most dangerous creature you will ever face won't be the lord of darkness of an insidious demon of mythical legend, the most threatening creature you will face will be the one who is nothing but everything, the one who is zero... had has nothing to lose but everything to gain." A smug smile would cross him, and, he'd release, before turning and making his departure. Unless stopped.
[#] Itsko has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu has been silent all along, only the sound of heavy silk being manipulated and pulled over the prone from of Micheru. She has yet to do anything that would cause him to cry out in pain, just looking and checking his general alignment of limbs.
Den Fa: [Hrm Hi?]
Micheru has a broken rib or two, a shattered left shoulder, and he's pretty fucked up from bruises and stuff.
[#] alex bowen has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu: [he's into pain, right?]
Trench's paw, upon being grasped, would instantly whip out with the shadows that had been gathering around, not only stopping from the wrist being twisted, but erturning the gesture, in kind. To which, he would reply, "My death is already fortold... And it won't be at your hand, lad... I know my end, and you are not a part of it." At which point, the shadows would release their hold, and return back to him, "In the meantime, I look forward to planning our your death."
Den Fa[has this odd instinct to just pop online for no reason and arrive at the right time. o.o Normaly people call me but this time no one did. o.0 Can I join?]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Micheru: [There are good and bad pains. Bad pains are having your bone shatter.]
[&] 12:22:31 PM Player Den Fa is online.
Katmandu: [*nods* I know this.]
Steelethan brought forth his creation, given that none seemed to rightly listen to his warning. A pity, given the kindness of his warnings. The dull gray creation in which was spawned came to end, lacking anything more than extinguishment. Though it could be found again, emerging upon Ka'al, Micheru, and random others. The pulsating of such a newly aquired gray aura held fast upon others, leeching away at their very command of external energies. Dear heavens this could very well be bad. A spark, singular and solitary brought itself upon the very finger-tips of the crafter. As note, to those with lovely counters, such an aura would have seemed to leech away>
Katmandu: [was j-o-k-i-n-g, join away, Den!]
Steelethan< the driving force behind them.
Micheru: [Micheru didn't say a thing! Why aimed at him?]
Yanaho Yunasi: [Er... what'd Steelethan just do? O_o]
[#] alex bowen has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ambassador D'Rhuddlan has entered the Dark Realm.
Steelethan: (He was one of the driving force's of Steele's annoyance. At the moment, a very few might believe it to be an 'Anti-Magic Aura'. Though it has another application.)
Yanaho Yunasi: [Ahh.. I see. o_o]
Ambassador D'Rhuddlan walks in, trembling, looking very nervous. "Excuse me Sirrahs, can anyone tell me where I can find the master of the dark Alliance?"
[ You whisper "
Ka'al doesn't acknowledge Trench further, he would proceed to walk away nonchalantly. "Oh," he'd express, waving his right hand over shoulder whilst gazing back over the room. "This is your three day warning, whelps. Consider this your open window to survival. Resignation from the DA or death within my wake, stand with Trench and fall." As for the assault launched directly at his essence, persae, it would merely pop and fizzile within his direct vicinity. Or, it would leech energies off from and endless pool and or thread of magic... Mhm. Strange.
Micheru: [What exactly does it do?]
Den Fa: [Can I join the party?]
Syris: Hah! Metamagic, moronic beings, violence and impending dread. I only wish Nyar was here to give commentary.
Steelethan: (Heh, it would leech. Oh joy, I do so enjoy this..)
Micheru: [Leech what?]
[#] Arucard has left the Dark Realm.
Choronzon: Do you seriously think that Nyar would come in this... Cavern?
Katmandu notices a brightness, being a creature of darkness the has come to flee the light of day, though not an undead creature but one without pigment and protection. She -is- growing tired of hearing the threatening one's abrasive voice and wishes he would depart, hoping the light will guide him on his way.
Ambassador D'Rhuddlan coughs. "Excuse me sirrahs. I really must speak to someone in authority."
Micheru: [ambassador - pause yourself. Mich is the one you need to talk to, but I'm waiting for info so I can post.]
Syris hisses in responce to Choronzon, 'With this much energy, this much knowledge? I'm surprised he hasn't entered already..'
Katmandu: [Do you need a written invitation Den?]
Trench rolls his eyes before standing off the throne, moving from the room, himself, "I swear, these kids keep coming in, thinking their threats are more intimidating than anyone else's... Really, they never do learn. I've been here longer than any of them, and I still stand. No one stops to think that maybe there's a reason... Damned fools..." He keeps mumbling in such a way as he depart, pointing towards Micheru, upon the floor, briefly responding, "He takes charge of the DA. Speak with him."
Den Fa: [I'm wanting more than one person to agree.]
Yanaho Yunasi: [Gah, lag >_<]
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[Aww, you didn't see my post.. :~(]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Sorry, what was it?)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[She just ran into him from behind, that's all. .....God, that sounded so wrong >_@]" to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi walks in, slowly, holding her paws together against her chest, "My Lord... are you alright..?"
Trench: (Yet rather amusing.)
Yanaho Yunasi: [Indeed :-D]
Trench nods slightly, "Nothing major... Just annoyances... I'm used to such things, though."
Yanaho Yunasi shakes her head, "I apologize. Had I known that he wasn't really of any threat, I wouldn't have bothered to inform you."
Trench: No, no... It's alright, I should've seen the lad... Hrm. Still not sure what his deal is, but... It'll come in time. He thinks he'll have everything destroyed in three days. Such is just... Foolish.
[ You whisper "
[ Micheru whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Micheru whispers, "
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Indeed." She takes a step forward, "If I may, My lord.. or if you prefer me to call you Trench, you never really said which you'd rather be addressed by.." She kneels down before him, not really in a serving manner, but more or less because it was the most comfortable way to sit in front of him, "When you were approached by that Ka'al fellow, I... I got really frightened. I couldn't help but wonder if you had died.. that there'd be only one of your kind left.. I've been giving it some thought, and... and I'd like to go through with it."
[ You whisper "
[ Micheru whispers, "
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Ambassador D'Rhuddlan has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods solumnly. After a second, he releases a smirk, "It'd take more than that kid to take me out, but... I appreciate it." He stops for a brief moment in thought, "However, the gods do call to me... Now, it seems, is an inappropriate time... I give you more of a chance to think on this, to make certain of your choice. And, when next we meet... I shall follow through. Is this acceptable?"
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Yes, Trench.. My lord."
Trench nods, taking in a deep breath. "I thank you... In the meantime, I suggest you return to the others... I must contimplate on the recent events."
Yanaho Yunasi nods and stands, bowing slightly, "My Lord." She then turns, her weaponry clinking slightly as she walks out.
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[#] Sen Mi'kiri has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: join
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Micheru: Welcome, Trench..
Trench: Aye, so what's going on?
Cotys: Sod. And a good lot of it?
Micheru: Times two.
Micheru: With a shovel.
Micheru: Chorozon, Jier, Ka'al and their clique are making the DR unlivable.
Trench: Okay, to begin, we're going to start making the OOC area neccessary to be made if OOC conversations must be discussed.
Cotys: And I attempted to do such, and in turn I was insulted and referred to as a crybaby. I don't have time for that shit.
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Micheru: Cotys and I were treated like shit, Jahana couldn't rp here because of the bullshit.
Trench is still reading the logs...
Cotys shrugs. Matters not. I'm out.
Micheru: ..
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Trench: Fine. I can see this burden is too much for any other furres... If I need to, I'll disband this Council and go back to handling all this on my own. Does that suit everybodies liking more?
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Micheru: I love being on the council.
[ Alykia whispers, "I talked to choro. Had it set so mich and he would be ok with gameing here even though mich dosnt acknowledge him so long as mich dosnt eject him." to you. ]
Cotys: Correct me if I'm wrong, but am I somehow being patronized? I can't get a feel for text .. I'm at a los ...
Cotys: *loss, rather.
Micheru: However, I will not accept abuse.
Micheru: Trench, we are your oldest and most trusted advisors and followers. If you can't trust us, who can you?
Trench: Well, I'm saying, you can just say 'I'm done, I quit.'. I, however, can not. Maybe it's just an overwhelming sense of responsibility, maybe it's because I have an actual hard on to see this place succeed. Whatever the case, this place will go on, even if I have to do it alone.
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Micheru: We don't even ask for you to deal with it, just let us make the decision and empower us to make it.
Micheru: empower us to enforce it*
Jahana: Out please. :-) Private meeting here.
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Trench: The problem is, and I mean no offense, but especially you, Mich, you have a tendancy of over reacting to some situations. That's why I'm nervous about doing that kind of thing.
Cotys: First off, you assumed I meant leaving Furcadia completely. I meant 'this' issue. And yes, it is overwhelming when you have to keep putting up with idiots. I'm not you. Remember that. Our temperaments are complete opposites. Piss me off, I piss you off. You on the other hand are more level-headed. I tried to be civil, but still I get called a 'FUCKING MORON.' If that's what it entails, then maybe I'm not a good enough candidate for you.
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Micheru: Trench, with the three of us, we offset eachother's disabilities.
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Micheru: A vote of majority would be the thing.
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Trench: Is this what each of you want?
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Cotys: What I want is to be given some sort of consideration. Just a wee bit. What I want is when something arises and needs to be dealt with, I'm not chastised because 'I don't do as good a job'.
Micheru: I want Jahana to pet me.
Trench: I'm not arguing that. I'm reading the log, what you did was fine. I don't blame your reactions.
Micheru: Shut up and get in your box.. K-- sorry.. Ahem--
Micheru: Trench, you need to say: Is consent rule here allowed or not? I got flack for not consenting to an ueber death spell flung at me for NO REASON.
Micheru: I need to stop using caps so often.
Trench: An uber death spell? Explain? Consent is possible, under such idiotic situations... But, under reasonable situations, I mean, even if you are randomly attacked, I still prefer it not have consent called. However, a super uber instant death spell, no matter what the situation, can be consented.
Trench: This is described in the RP guidelines in the library.
Micheru: Okay.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Now, about the level of power, thing... Is Jahana here?
[#] Crow Lase has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana: I am here.
Micheru: Level of power thing?
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Trench: Aye...
Micheru: None of the troublemakers today were usual guests, and they were all 'godmoders'.
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Trench: Godmoders are fine, for the most part, as long as they aren't played... Excessively...
Trench: It's the constant OOC bickering that was going on, that I know of, for at least half an hour after the issue was starte.d
Micheru: Yes. And on and off before then.
Micheru: And the homophobic shit.
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Cotys: Actually. My little 'tiff' with Jier/Dumbass/Syris lasted about eight minutes.
Trench: So, if by an agreed vote from each of you... A rule can be applied. Acceptable?
Cotys: What?
Trench: Any rule.
Micheru: Sounds good.
Micheru: I propose a rule that bans Chorozon, Jier, and Ka'al from the DR.
Micheru: Seconded? Third?
Trench: Any thing that major that is decided, I do want to know about and speak on... However, until spoken, the rule can certainly be applied.
Trench: Now, on this one...
Trench: They had one offense, they were a bit... Stupid, right?
Micheru: Jier?
Trench: I don't know about the other two, but Ka'al came in proposing some kind of decent RP.
Micheru: Okay, I'l remove Ka'al.
Trench: And I'm not sure what happened with the other two..
Katmandu is sorely lacking in information with which to vote. Will listen for now and keep her eyes open in the future.
Trench: Mich, I know you've been against Choro for a bit of time, now...
Trench: But, you've been equally against Kaalle, so...
Micheru: He's given me much reason to, but I'm willing to drop it, only because I know he's only here for Jier-- and Jier is the one who gave everyone problems.
Trench: And Jier has posted alot on the boards, which means s/he has been at least somewhat active in the workings of the Realm. Which seems to be a bad thing? What's this person been doing?
(You see Pravus.)
> A feline form but not quite a feline. Blood red roses on vines make up his hair, a kind of grayish moss making striped fur. shimmering green makes up his luminescent eyes. Armor is worn over his tanktop straps and shoulders, pants tucked into his boots. A katana is carried with him in left hand and around his head is a chain holding a mythril eye pendant over his forehead. [Treant] [Wolfhound]
Micheru: He brought shit from various other places here in an attempt to drag us into his war against a guild.
Cotys: You should read over those posts again. They have NOTHING to do with the Realm. All rants it's carried over from other message boards.
Micheru: ^^ What she said.
Trench: Okay, I can see the annoyance, but... Aren't we trying to become more interactive with other places?
Micheru: The guild he is antagonizing is one I am also a member of.
Trench: Micheru, you have too many loyalties. =P
Micheru: The other place is a closed continuity that does not take place anywhere near DR.
Micheru: This is an OOC loyalty.
Trench: Ah.
Jahana: Piece of info? He has been on Wayfarer's boards, Leuine, Spire, Howling Oak, the defunct Chenzira, and Harshlaw. Can we see a pattern here?
Micheru: It does not overlap in any way.
Cotys: I see catastrophe?
Micheru: He was a big part in destroying wayfarers.
Cotys is a pessimist though .. so ..
Trench: Is this an issue that can't be dealt with in any other way outside of banning? I do want to keep banning as an absolute last resort...
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Cotys: I've an idea. Why don't you deal with him Trench? I mean every issue that arises concerning him, we'd offer only that to you.
Jahana: Trench, he messages me on MSN, says something nasty, then logs off or blocks me from replying. This has happened 3 times today.
Trench: Alright, so... I talk to the guy, see what I can resolve...
Trench: Gimme ammo.
Katmandu: He doesn't sound like a bridge builder...
Jahana groans.
Trench: Messaging nasty and leaving before response. That's a good one.
Jahana: No offense, but there is no talking to this guy. He will argue any sane person into insanity.
Katmandu: What Jahana said... about sniping and blocking. I don't know this person. I tend to avoid confrontations in this char.... but that would rile the hell out of me.
Cotys is insane.
Micheru: He's got no sense of logic.
Jahana excuses Cotys.
Cotys: Or reason, or intellect, or common sense.
Trench: Well, I'm not sane... So, if I can't talk with the guy, then he'll piss me off so much that I'll have to agree to ban him, right?
Jahana: He beats the hell out of a subject that is none of his business.
Cotys: That's what I proposed you do. Do you all ignore me as well? :-P
Trench: Sometimes.
Cotys: ...
Micheru: Is Cotys still talking?
Micheru: I thought we all ignored her days ago. ;-)
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Trench: No, seriously, though... I NEVER use ignore... For any situation, save absolute spamming.
Jahana: He just about drove Mishara into quitting when she opened HoT, WITH Meph's approval, because he felt it was a betrayal to the Spire, WHICH he rarely roleplayed in.
Cotys: When you whisper me repeatedly that I'm a fucking crybaby, a fucking moron, a baby with too much power. You're ignored. No exceptions. This is a fucking game.
Jahana: Thank you, you fucking crybaby. :P
Micheru loves on Cotys!
Cotys cries.
Katmandu ruminates that this game is full of dickheads and sometimes it's nice to put them on ignore. Less stressful.
Trench is unique...
Cotys: That you are. Here's a gold star ...
Trench cheers.
Katmandu will send some of her old 'sparring partners' to Trench.
Cotys doesn't think any less of herself for using ignore either.
Micheru: I'm a copy of a copy of a copy that broke.
Jahana: Look, take the Cotys and Jah chars.... IC they hate each other. OOC, well, it;s loathing, BUT, we keep it seperated. :-D
Cotys loathes that furry bithc.
Cotys: *bitch too.
Micheru: BITHC
Jahana beams proudly.
Katmandu: But it takes GROWNUPS to do that!!!
Trench: And we can all respect that. Yes, a bit upset that we'll never see some lesbo action between you two, but...
Cotys coughs.
Jahana whistles.
Cotys adopts bithc in place of 'that naughty word'.
Micheru: You missed it, big boss wolf, but it rocked.
Jahana: Even Mich got sweaty watching it!
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Micheru: And I'm gay!
Trench: Alright, so, let me speak with the guy, and either pound something through his skull, or we place him on ban. Agreed?
Katmandu nods
Micheru: One sec.
Cotys: Fine, your loss of brain cells.
Trench: I got a few.
[#] Cloudchaser has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Dwindling ...
Jahana: I am surprised he hasnt IMed you yet Trench.
Cotys is so very glad she doesn't log on to her IM.
Trench: Probably has. Alot have, and I don't know who is who.
Jahana is an original dammit!
Cotys: Oh, before you leave, you've an audience in the throne room.
Trench: Okay, so, I kinda gotta head out, now... Is everything alright?
Cotys: Damnit. I'll take care of it then ...
Micheru: Wait--
Trench: ?
[#] An annoying shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Now the sods use the OOC room. Fuckers.
Trench: Hey, you got it through to them.
Cotys has started cursing a good bit since this little incident too ... damnit.
Micheru: Welcome. please have a seat in the center, Jier.
Cotys: Pressed for time ..
[ You whisper "Damnit, I didn't want to deal with this, now... Grrr... Fine." to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "I'm sorry." to you. ]
[ You whisper "You guys start on him, and I'll pick up when he gets out of hand." to Micheru. ]
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
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Micheru: Jier, your actions of late in the DR and the forum have been intollerable. I feel resentment for the way you have treated my fellow councilmember, and dragging problems to us that were not ours in the beginning.
Jier: I wasn't dragging any arguements over.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
Jier: I was merely doing a post I thought needed to be made because of the fact that I'm growing sick of mockery.
Micheru: But you were. You knew Youlanda roleplays/posts here.
Micheru: What do you expect? A person not to defend their own guild?
Jier: Then thats her problem, I considered my actions with her group over with my last official post on the subject.
Jier: Defend what? Mockery of others?
Micheru: What if it was Trench visiting another guild's forum and saw an insult about the DR, how should he react?
Jier: How was my post an insult?
[ You whisper "There are more pressing things to discuss, let Jahana have her say..." to Micheru. ]
Jier: I saw two people mocking newfurres.
Micheru: You were demonizing that guild by using posts from it's members.
[ You whisper "I'm ending this part of the argument. I want you to finally speak with him on your problems with him." to Jahana. ]
Micheru: Would anyone like to be 'it' now? I've said my peace for this moment.
Jier: They're demonizing themselves by being as they are, saying they are just loving members of fur-city would be propaganda.
Trench isn't a loving member, himself... Doesn't see an issue with it, either.
Jier: If I wanted to explicitly attack those members, I'd of posted names. As far as I can tell I removed all of that.
(You see Jahana.)
> Silvered locks, streaked with violet fall haphazardly to waist. Vision strangely matches, shattered silver orbs laced with purple. Smooth, dark indigo leather clads form, corset allowing shoulders to remain bare. Mocha fur remains unblemished save for runes literally branded onto flesh. Figure enshrouded in matching cape slightly worn with use, silvered wings hidden within. (http://s3.invisionfree.com/WolfCorp_Dark_Realm/index.php?act=idx) www.freewebs.com/jahana
Trench pokes Jah.
Jahana: I am sorry... I am in disagreement with this in a way.
Cotys: Trench, if you have to leave, you should just go. This conversation is redundant.
Jier: With what, me or 'this'?
Trench: No, it's alright... Jahana, have your say.
Jahana: Jier, plain and simple, you were wrong to post on our boards like you did. It had no place in our Forum IF it did not pertain to DR/DA. On the other hand, while Zydon may have started out defending her guild, she argued just as much and just as rough, and was a bit insulting in certain posts she made even before any of this started. Furthermore, I dont see Syris, or Zydon, rp much here at all.....
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "I was hoping you'd speak more on the IMing subject..." to Jahana. ]
Jier: Actually, I've been trying to start.
Jier: And look, we have a guest behind Trench. :-)
Jahana sighs and just silences herself.
Jier: one of youlies alts?
Trench: It's a ghost...
Micheru: Zydon does RP here.. he's Micheru's pet mind-leech.
[ You whisper "Great, you had one of the best arguments against the lad, and you've decided to remain quiet on it..." to Jahana. ]
Jier: Or, as she put it herself your bitch. Which makes me feel I'm being unjustly attacked and she isn't being spoken to at all for the fact she had just as much of a hand in this cookie jar as I had.
Trench: Okay, so, is the problem with everyone here the fact that he placed a post that you all feel just didn't belong? Cause this is all I'm hearing, here...
Cotys: Mm .. no. You haven't gotten to me yet.
Trench: Alright, Cotys...
Jier: Cotys holds a gripe about me posting OOC with several others when no one else was IC.
Cotys: Thank you. No, and stop assuming you know what I have qualms with.
Jier: Ejecting me, while I was backing her up..
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Jier: Something I took to far, I admit.
Cotys: For once, shut your gob. You've had your say.
Jier: No, Cotys, I won't let you attack me.
Jahana: This is just ridiculous.
Trench: Hey!
Jier: I ended my bickering.
Jier: and you started up with something else..
Jier: something trivial.
Trench: I said let Cotys have her say. You will get your chance to defend yourself, Jier.
Cotys: I don't enjoy roleplaying in an environment full of animosity. You brought up more animosity when you strolled to the board and started up the 'slander'. You're using the message board as a vent for something you apparently hold against Youlanda. Stop it, its immature. Secondly ...
[#] Azrael D. Wolfhound has left the Dark Realm.
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* Current players: Dark Realm, Katmandu, Pravus, Trench, Cotys, Slyan Elem, Roselani, Quizorus Zreezdanor, Micheru, Durandal, Jahana, Jier, Illitoreth Siltoruz.
* 13 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
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Cotys: I'm am thoroughly sick of your traipsing in and thinking you can attack whomever you like, OOC'ly on some biased view you seem to have. We don't care about whatever campaign you're trying to head up on 'Mockery'. So what? So bloody what?!
[#] Durandal has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: You don't care that I think we shouldn't mock newfurres, and help them?
Jier: help them so our Roleplay can expand?
Jier: The only person biased here, is you Cotys.
[ You whisper "Just so you know, these people are wanting to ban you. I'm trying to understand why and gain some form of resolve from all... Quite frankly, at the moment, I don't see much of what their gripes are..." to Jier. ]
Cotys: Finally, today you showed all present just how undeniably immature you are with the outbursts and ignoring a very polite suggestion. I suppose you thought it was cute, as did those you were bantering with, but you were disturbing the roleplay of others, and that isn't tolerated here. You obstructed roleplay, continued to do so, and when asked AGAIN you took to insulting me. I done with you OOC'ly and IC'ly. And please, enough of the 'helping others grow' shit.
[#] Roselani has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: Mich, you of all else should know I don't hold grudges.
Cotys: Your'e right, I'm biased to intelligent players.
Jahana: Who is this our? You do not speak for all of us. If that is your view, fine, but we do not have to share it, agree with it, or even comment on it.
Cotys: *I'm damnit.[]
Micheru: Jier, I'm your friend OOCly, which is why I'm being gentile here-- I do think you are in the wrong.
[ Jier whispers, "I stepped on Youlanda's toes, now it seems if I post anything its in spite of her. Trench, I stopped my argueing when I deleted my commetns from the board. Do you think I'd of done that much if I was wanting to just be an asshole?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "And if it was just an issue of you and Youlanda blasting each other on the posts, that's fine. We can tell you to stop and be done with it. I don't see that as a banable offense." to Jier. ]
[ Jier whispers, "I don't see a banable offense myself, Trench I said bad things to Cotys in responce to a post, but before I could appologise after I cooled off she had already started attacking it all on the boards." to you. ]
Micheru: I've forgiven you for the shit you did to me when the Myriad just got off the ground, but there seems to be two sides to you. "good and very very bad."
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: I know your good side, and that's the side I'm a friend with.
Jier: Yeah. I'm a vile bastard when I'm being attacked personally.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: And Youlanda saying I have personality problems.
Jier: I usually let things go, but that struck a nerve.
Jahana: Why are you even allowing what she says to bother you?
Micheru: Maybe you do? I'm not to judge, but you took it out on my friends.
Cotys: You just stated you don't hold a grudge ...
Trench: Waitasecond...
Trench: Wait a second...
Jier: Who did I take it out on? I'll appologise to them.
Trench: Okay, is the problem everyone have here with Jier the fact that he and Youlanda, which has been kind-- I said wait a second!
Trench: Now, then...
Trench: Is the problem that he and Youlanda have been spilling their bad blood on our boards? I mean, is taht the base of the problem, here?
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana: I think they were both in the wrong. I know Mich doesn't agree and that is fine. :-) I think it was fire already there and they both added fuel to it on a continuous basis.
Cotys: Yes, that's the base.
Micheru: I can offer to bring her here, if you wish it would bring a close to our problems.
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Trench: No. I just want it ended on our boards, and in our places. Just stop. That's all. If I have to tell her the same, I will. Discuss your issues between yourselves and quit spreading it to everywhere else. Really, it seems overly simple, to me.
Cotys: You'd think so, yet here we are.
Jahana: It is, Trench.
Jier: I'm done with it.
Jier: I've been done with it.
Cotys: Can I say one more thing, Trench?
Trench: Yes.
[#] Pravus has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Right then. Jier you keep saying, you're done with it. But still, you egg it on? Can you really just drop it. Drop it. Drop it?
Cotys: Damn .. Pravus logged off ...
Jier: ...
Jahana: No you aren't Jier, because you do keep bringing it up in a sense. Just let it go. It really isn't worth it.
Jier: Cotys the only one that brought this whole shit up is you guys.
Cotys: I'm done Trench. Moot point.
Jier: I was sitting there enjoying a documentary, and Mich im's me to join him..
Micheru: Because I thought maybe I could make it better.
Jier: Make it better, by letting her attack me and people say I should be banned?
Micheru rubs his cheek against Jahana's leg.
Jier: For Youlanda bringing over an arguement that had nothing to do with a comment I made?
Cotys: If I were to attack you Jier, I'd have sunk to name-calling as you did earlier. We wanted to voice our problem.
Jier: ... Voice your problem, over something that you have voiced and I said I was threw with?
Jahana: Quit arguing!
Jier: I was contently waiting for Youlanda to supply her own nuese and hang herself cause I know her, she'll bitch till she hangs her own damn self.
Cotys listens as he further proves her point ...
Jahana: One question?
Jahana: Why roleplay here if you hate her that much and knew she was here?
Cotys: To instigate.
Jier: Because I thought there was people here that would like it if I came back..
Jier: Evidently I was wrong, now wasn't I Jah?
Jahana: DON"T even take it personal with me. Got it?
Jier: I didn't, jah.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Damnit ... everyone is leaving ...
Trench: That happens...
Trench: Alot.
Trench: Okay, look...
Jahana: YOU were the one who has IMed me two or three different times with a smart ass remark, then logged off before I could reply to any of it. You forget that I went through your tirades and attacks when Mishara was starting Chenzira.
Trench: If I need to talk to Youlanda on this issue, I will. In ...
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Illitoreth Siltoruz has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: ... Mishara turned that into the battle it became..
Jahana: Personally? I am sick of the OOC bullshit. All I want to do is fucking roleplay because God knows, real life is fucked up enough.
Trench: Can we do that?
Micheru: Seconded.
Jier: Thats all I want to do.. -.-
Trench: I mean, Jier, you are welcome to stay here, as long as you and Youlanda leave your business to each other, alright?
Cotys:
Trench: And don't piss off the people in this room...
Jier: Trench, youlanda's blocked on my MSN. I stopped posting on her boards long before she took away my privilidges..
Micheru: If all you wanted was to rp, you wouldn't have brought up bad blood on the forums.
Jahana: You want to roleplay here? Fine. DO not expect to roleplay with me. I don't take things personal anymore, but this has gotten ridiculous.
Jier: .. I didn't start it.
Jier: Youlanda turned that into an attack. >=(
Cotys: ... Oh my. Are we finished here, Trench?
Jahana: And you kept it going!!!!!
Micheru: I'm finished.
Jier: I wasn't aiming at her, I was trying to present my viewpoint that we shouldn't mock newbs..
[ You whisper "Okay, honestly, I just don't see what they're deal is... I really think they're over reacting to something... I don't get it." to Jier. ]
[ Jier whispers, "Jahana's been wierd with me since she found out about my girlfriend.. =/" to you. ]
[ Jier whispers, "and.. I don't know why, man." to you. ]
[ Jier whispers, "I loved to rp with her.." to you. ]
Micheru: I don't know if I can believe that. I mean, you posted it also on the community forums (who stuck it in the evidence locker) and then here, both places Youlanda is known for going.
[ You whisper "I'll fight for ya... But, I gotta say, you've upset 3 of the 5 Council members, here... That's rough on me." to Jier. ]
Micheru: You WANTED her to read it.
Jahana just leaves and goes to seek roleplay.
Trench: Okay, we've covered that one post...
[ Jier whispers, "Cotys, is out for a witchhunt.. thats it." to you. ]
[ Jier whispers, "I've had mods like her," to you. ]
[#] Jahana has left the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Permission to go to the pens alone and hunt. I think I could return with a few nice slaves.~" to you. ]
Trench: Everyone is pissed off over this guy, and wants him banned for one post on the board... That's fine...
[ You whisper "
[ Katmandu whispers, "~This place is getting on my nerves.~" to you. ]
Katmandu: I don't want him banned. I don't even know him. IC or OOC
[ Jier whispers, "I've had mods like her before, they get mad over something and they won't stop until they get what they want. =/*" to you. ]
Trench: I still don't see his great crime, or why everyone's pissed at him...
Trench: Yeah, it was a bit wrong, but we all certainly do that...
Trench: Like, killing off other residents.. Micheru...
Trench: Or burning the library down...
Jier: I'm almost willing to bet, Trench.
Cotys snickers.
Micheru: I killed a slave who ripped my character's arm off!
Katmandu: [I like his desc alot. Has a nice writing style as far as I can tell.]
Trench: You killed Jahana!
Jier: If Zydon and I roleplay and it ends in conflict SHE'LL SAY IT WAS OOC REASONS. =/
Micheru: Huh?
Jier: Mark my words, Trench.
Trench: Awhile back.
Katmandu: [Not too heavy on the Thesaurus like some in Image]
Micheru: I kille-- when was this?
Cotys: I thought Kalon killed Jahana?
Trench: Damnit, it was... I get-- Nevermind.
Katmandu: Wasn't that Xerkon?
Trench: Point is, we all make some problems for this place.
Cotys: Oh, and I don't want him banned for the message board posts. That plays into it, but not solely on that matter.
Katmandu: No no..... Kaon
Cotys: Same person. Kalon/Xerakon.
Katmandu: Kalon
Cotys: Damned funny.
Trench: No, you want him banned cause he called you a crybaby...
Cotys snickers. No, that'd make me just as immature.
Katmandu: How many times has Jah died now?
Micheru: 12 and a half times.
Jier: Jier consulted mich on her last body. =/
Jier: not mich
Jier: Mephisto.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Point is, he doesn't spam, he does take things OOC, but so do those around him, and I'm sure he now knows to take such things to the OOC place...
Cotys: Blast, fine. Let him roleplay with the other residents. Matters not.
Katmandu: Perfect.
Micheru: Fine.
Trench: Jier, I'm going to watch you... I want you to feel comfortable here, but watch your step...
Micheru: I never rped much with Jier anyhow, so it doesn't bother me, my friendship is ooc.
Jier: How can I trench, when I have the explicit Feeling I'll be placed in a situation against an alt of youlandas and she'll use that as fuel to get me banned, yet again?
Jier: By simply saying 'it was for OOC reasons?'
Jier: . not ?
Cotys: ....
Trench: I'm not unreasonable. First, try to just stay from her. Second, if something is started, send me the log, and I can decide for myself, alright?
Katmandu: Field your own alt that she doesn't know about.[]
[ Cotys whispers, "This is why I want him banned. Its obvious he's fixated on Youlanda and causing turmoil." to you. ]
Katmandu: [But don't bait her.]
Trench: Like I said, if I have to talk to her about this, I will.
[&] 10:26:03 PM Player Katmandu is online.
Jier: I'm surprised you dont' have to, Trench.
Jier: Afterall her hand is in this as much as mine.
Trench: I don't want anyone banned, but I even less want trouble to continue around here. I don't want anyone feeling uncomfortable.
Micheru: Contrary to popular belief, Youlanda is not a big hairy monster with fangs! She's a pretty Carcarl(sp?) that just gets to people at times. I doubt she'll even want to see you.
Trench: Aye, well, no one came to me complaining of her...
Cotys: Imagine that.
Trench: She kind of annoys me, personally, but I leave my opinions out of my work.
Jier: Mark my words Trench, give it time. Thats why I shut up over it all, I know she'll hang herself eventually.
Cotys: That's sensible.
Micheru: I love Youlie-- but I have a soft spot for almost any female, no matter how bitchy.
Trench: If she does, then that's her issue, not yours... Just work with what you got, alright?
Cotys: From me to you though, Trench. I'm somewhat tiffed that you insinuated my entire reasoning for agreeing to a ban lay in that I was called a 'crybaby'. That shows a good bit. This 'Jier' incident is done in my eyes, I can say I'll never post anything to or about him. Finis, and all that rot.
Cotys goes to roleplay.
Cotys: teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Jier: Like I said Trench, I had a mod like her once, just wouldn't stop.
Trench rolls his eyes, "I just think the people of this Council have gotten out of hand on this issue..."
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: But, fine... It's settled.
[ You whisper "." to Cotys. ]
Trench: Everyone has left, of course, but... Eh.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Katmandu, Micheru, Trench, Jier, Slyan Elem.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2784 total players online. Uptime 3 days 20:20
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3279
Micheru: *big teary eyes* But I love Youlie!
Jier: Yes. It is, I'll hold my tongue the best I can but I'm still growing with anger. -_-
Trench: Jier, you have some work ahead of you in making peace with these people...
[#] Kashka has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Good luck.
Micheru: Kashk-- OOH!
Micheru: Teleport, Throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Kashka.)
> https://www.angelfire.com/goth/kashka/
Trench shrugs, "I was leaving before this meeting... Now, if you'll excuse me?"
Jier: Making peace? Fuck'em. I'll go back to being me when I'm calmed down, if they want something let them come.
Jier: Later, Trench.
Jier: I'm just sad our first meeting had to be this bullshit.
Trench: Later.
Trench: It's alright.
Trench: At least you now see how I work.
Jier: Shoo. =P you where held up on my account long enough.
Trench: Not everyone will agree with it, but it is unbiased and, whether they agree or not... It is fair... ALright, later.
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Cats: OOOH! KRATOS + JUDGEMENT OUTFIT = :O
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with dark Real! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Cats: :O~~~~~~~*
Chica: My head hurts. o_O
Cats: ANYWAY...
Cats does a little dance. >.>
Cats: ASSGUARD!
Cats: Asgard.
Cats rambles.
Cats: Hey...
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[evening]" to you. ]
Chica: Hi.
Cats: We have all three shades of grey. :-D
Chica: We do. :o
Cats iz smrt. 8B
Chica: Hehe.
Cats: Something smells good...
Cats is hungryyyyyy.
Am'Chica
Am: 'Cats
Am: err
Am: haha
Am: I @$!?ed it up
Am'Jess
(You see Kataplixi`.)
> >> Her petite body warns you of her delicacy; her iridescent eyes speak her charm. A wave of lucious corn silk locks flow behind her, for a soft breeze seems to constantly follow.
Kataplixi`: I most certainly do. (:
Kataplixi`: Haha.
Kataplixi`: Yes.
Kataplixi`: That is another thing I want to be.
Kataplixi`: Most of the classes required for acting, are also required for a writer.
Kataplixi`: I mostly journal and write poetry.
Kataplixi`: Yup.
Kataplixi`: Yes, I have a DA account with some of my poetry, if you're interested.
Kataplixi`: http://kataplixi.deviantart.com
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[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with isis! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Sweeeeeet...
Trench: Teleport, arena!
[#] A violent shift is felt within the Realm.
[%] You can't give cookies to yourself.
[&] (7:46:38 PM) Away mode set.
[&] 7:50:16 PM Player Cotys is online.
[&] (7:50:40 PM) Active after 4 minutes.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Silent Demise has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Silent Demise has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Samme, Adrien Ravenloch, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2556 total players online. Uptime 8 days 16:40
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2579
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
[ Samme whispers, "I'm lost in here... Do you know how to get to the bar from the graveyard?" to you. ]
Trench: Teleport, graveyard!
[#] A morbid shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Follow me...
Trench: Hrm.. Yes, I forgot about this...
Samme blinks. "Forgot about what?"
Trench: Repeat after me...
Trench: Teleport, IC!
Trench: My mistake...
Trench: Here we are.
Samme nods. "It looks different than I remember it from last time.. Someone else is in here, he's wanting to know how to join?"
Samme's OOC atm, apologizes..[]
Trench quirks a brow, "Join? You mean, like to join us in the bar?"
Samme: [No, he's wanting to join the dream itself, I think.]
Samme: Adrien Ravenloch: Mmm, do you know how to join here? [ Nae, I don't, sorry. Visit the website?[ ] Adrien Ravenloch: Didn't help at all[]
Trench: (Ah, that would require a meeting, then.)
Samme nods. "I'm interested too, if that's alright?[]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "I have a question, sir, do you know how one would go about joining?" to you. ]
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
Den Fa: [RAWR!]
[&] 6:57:12 PM Player Den Fa is online.
[ You whisper "I own the place. I'd hope I'd know." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme: [Mrew.]
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (He's an interesting charecter.)
Samme: [Who, Adrien?]
Trench: (Den Fa.)
(You see Adrien Ravenloch.)
> Locks of obsidian hue dance abot broad shoulders, the tips of few strands which escaped his cropping play across his shouldes lightly. Encased in a large, slightly thicker than usual, chest plate, he bears an odd symbol on the right side of his sternum. Wrists, being locked within matching metal bracers, which have an odd metalic protrusion which looks to be able to hold a blade. Tattered pants addorn his lower form, meeting the top of rugged boots, which oddly seem well kept despite their condition.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Indeed, I hope you would too e.e; May I enquire how one goes about it?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "It would first require a meeting." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme: [Oh, okay. I'd like to roleplay in here, it's a nice dream, and most of the people seem interesting.]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Mkay....shall we say 30 minutes to an hour? I have to go for a bit." to you. ]
Trench: (The meeting would be IC.)
[ You whisper "Alright." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme: [What exactly would go on during the meeting?]
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Trench: (Well, first there's the getting to the meeting... Then, the meeting itself is more placement than any form of request to join.)
Samme: [Hmn. That sounds interesting. Samme is an interesting character to play with; at least, she is to me. She's been on the run for several months now, basic background story is that her family was killed in a raid by a neighboring clan, and they're after her so they can either claim the land or sell her off, and neither of those options are acceptable to her, so she ran.]
Trench: (Yeah... These are usually things discussed during the meeting... I don't much like dealing OOC'ly...)
Samme: [Aah, I see. Well, would you like to play for a little bit?]
Trench: (I've nothing else going on.)
Samme: [I'll do a status post.]
Trench: (That'll work.)
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
Samme wandered around for several hours that day; she'd been in The Dark Realm for several days now and had been lost at least four times during each one of them. At one point she'd managed to find herself in the graveyard, and terrified herself so badly that she wanted to cry, but eventually, she ended up in the bar and sat down to catch her breath and recuperate. She leaned against the table, head down against her arms and eyes closed, breathing as slowly and deeply as she could.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, " Sorry, back....my friend's an idiot." to you. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "I have a question, does this continuety have anything against obscure complex magics that really serve no major point?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Sometimes." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "The drawing of mithril/steel blades for meh bracer/swords?" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow as the lass enters. He releases a soft chuckle and looks down upon her, "Is everything alright, lass?"
[ You whisper "I've enver seen any form of mythril around here... Though, there have been some strange metals... Though, why anyone would fight for your bracers or swords, when they have their own, is beyond me." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Hmm? o.o;; Nono, the magic causes the empty section of his gauntlets to have a blade, thus arming him." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Um, if it's one of your... Urm, abilities... I suppose it'd be alright." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme tensed at his voice; she hadn't even noticed him in the room. Slowly, she lifted her head, her eyes wide. How had he known that she was a girl? She looked down at herself; everything seemed to be in place, and she hadn't spoken, so she knew it hadn't been her voice. Could she still pull it off? A quick glance around told her that someone else was in the room, and she shrugged her shoulders casually. "'Ow'd ye guess?" she asked him, meeting his eyes.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "It involves high level complex magics, so I'd rather it be an enchanted item he can activate..otherwise it would be powergaming." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Seems reasonable." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Trench looks down into the youth's eyes, staring deeply in them, almost as if searching for something, "Ye seem a bit out of breath, aye? Perhaps I may be of aid to ye?"
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Adrien Ravenloch slips into the chamber silently, seeing the other two already conversing, he sets himself off to the side. Suprisingly blue eyes watch the others with mild intrest, gaze catching every nuance of motion they make in both gesture and speech.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Majin has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Majin.)
> SnowWhite hair falling over his dull gazing eye's, upon his fierce face is no expression but a slight grin. His muscular body worn, and his body surrounded by nothing but a long ragged red cape, and loose fitted pants. Strapped to his back is a perculier Deltorus broadsword, with the Intital "M" engraved on the tainted Hilt of the sword. His forearms surrounded by silver steel gauntlets, with his massive arms crossed in a orderly manner. (Cort'a Lebu'ea)
Samme wondered if she'd made a mistake looking to his eyes, and found herself trapped almost. She swallowed hard, and shook her head. "Nae," she murmured quietly, reluctantly gazing into his eyes, but unable to look away. She crossed her arms self consciously over her chest, and bit down on her lip, unaware of anyone else in the room.
[#] Majin has left the Dark Realm.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Mkay then, sorry, I figured I'd clear it first...rather than be ejected like I was by the last idiot who decided it was powergaming." to you. ]
Trench's dark coal eyes seem intense as they stare down. Yet, they grow soft, less intimidating, despite it's intensity. He smirks a bit before replying, "Nae? Then, please, do tell me... What brings you to my Realm?"
[ You whisper "Only way I eject is if you spam." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Aight then, I'll not do that ^.^;" to you. ]
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[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Den Fa.)
> www.distorted-illusions.co.uk/chicken/denfa
[#] Naisa has entered the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Samme slowly shook her head, and felt a gentle sense of relief as his eyes became less intimidating. "Well, I was lost when I first got 'ere, and I still get lost ever' time I leave this room, but I like it here," she replied, not going into how she'd actually gotten lost. She kept her arms over her chest, self-consciously, and stopped struggling so much to look away from him. "Your realm, ye say?" she queried, her voice soft and natural sounding- something he'd notice that was quite different from her voice when she was trying to keep her sex a secret.
[#] Naisa has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, not only his gaze relaxing, but his entire posture leans back. "Aye. I own all within. I do what I can for the residents, here, but unfortunately, my influence has been limited, as of late.." He quirks a brow curiously, his gaze still unwavering from it's destination, yet he asks, "Why do you close yourself off so?"
Samme blinked her eyes, and shook her head again. "Whae d'ye mean?" she asked, not sure of how to answer his question. Was he asking why she hadn't fully answered his question, or something else? She let her gaze drift over the rest of the room again, almost glad to be able to. She'd met a few of the other residents, and a smile crossed her face as she thought of Pravus trying to teach her self defense; as of the moment, he and Trench were the only two that knew her secret.
Trench shrugs a bit, his gaze now looking around to the others within, as well. Still, he speaks, though somewhat absently sounding, "You close yourself off... Physically. You hold yourself as if trying to keep yourself safe from prying eyes. Your voice, your speech, your actions, all speak as though you are increadibly nervous about something."
[#] Naisa has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Naisa.)
> Naisa is a quiet, blind squirrel. She sometimes bumps into others, and she doesn't talk much, but a few people can break her out of her shell.
[#] Naisa has left the Dark Realm.
Samme shrugged her shoulders again, and looked down at her lap. "Well, I obviously dunnae dress like a boy for kicks," she replied, her tone rather wry. "It's easier tae nae be caught if nobody knows whae ye really look or sound like. If someone came tae ye and asked ye if ye'd seen a small, buxom girl with long brown hair and fair skin, ye'd 'ave tae say nae, neh? 'Cause ye havenae. It's jes' easier this way," she said, then drew another slow breath; it wasn't easy to speak for such a long stretch at a time with the bindings as tight as they were.
Trench quirks a brow, seeming a bit confused. Seeming... He shakes his head slowly before replying, "And who is it you would be hiding from? Buxom, eh? You hardly even seem old enough to be so... robust. I wonder what it is you hide. And, more importantly, why..."
Trench: (I'm sorry, I hate to do this, but could you excuse me for a bit? Dinner hath been served...)
Samme: [Sure thing, will you be back later?]
Trench: (Before ya know it. I won't even 'officially' leave...)
Samme: [Heh, in that case I'll go ahead and post, whisper me when you get back?]
Trench: (Certainly.)
Trench afks.
Samme looked almost surprised, and couldn't help but laugh aloud, despite her shortness of breath. "I'm seventeen!" she managed, sounding half amused and half indignant. "I hide from those who seek tae sell me tae th' 'ighest bidder or get rid o'me in other unsavoury manners," she replied, sobering a little. "They killed m'family, and are convinced that if they get rid o'me, they c'n lay claim tae m'family's lands."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (7:47:06 PM) Away mode set.
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 2 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Jahana. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Quirk has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 3 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Jahana. ]
[#] Isis Jewel has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel stands quietly to the side, tail coiling around her ankels and hands clasped together in front. She doesn't want to interrupt anyoe else, waiting for a lull in conversation like a good slave. She might not be waiting long though :-D
[#] Choronzon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
Quirk glances over at Isis, the first one she has seen make a move or speak. She eyes the bar from a distance and licks her parched lips. "Is there anyone attending that counter?"
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel waits quietly for Trench before continuing
[&] 8:04:19 PM Player Den Fa is online.
Adrien Ravenloch: [he's afk for a bit]
Quirk suffers through awkward silence, realizing that perhaps the bar is closed for some reason or other.
[#] Quirk has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel: [aw to hell with it.]
Isis Jewel: [I was about to post to Quirk too...]
Samme: [Whisper her?]
Isis Jewel: [mmot point now]
Samme: [True.. She'll be back, I'm sure.]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Lol]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (8:19:39 PM) Active after 32 minutes.
[&] You have received 2 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
Trench quirks a brow.
[ 7:49:24 PM Jahana whispers, "
[ 7:51:01 PM Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Isis Jewel: [wb]
Samme blinks.[]
Samme: [Do you need me to repost?]
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: (Nah, checking it out, now.)
[ Jahana whispers, "
Samme: [Kay. I've been whispering people and can't even see it now, hehe.]
Trench shakes his head a bit, positioning his paw to pull the lass's arms away from herself, "You have no need to hide, while here... We are used to taking care of runaways. Outlaws hunted down by others... Here, you would be safe. This place is a safe haven for the outcasts of life."
[ You whisper "
Isis Jewel smiles giving a nod "He's quite right young master. You're safe here." She takes a step towards the group, still trying to not seem too imposing "May I be of service to anyone?"
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "
Samme jumped as he touched her arm, resisting only a little. She looked up into his eyes again, her lip still caught in her teeth. Another faint start as Isis spoke up, and a faint blush crept over her features at the memory of the other night, when Isis and Kat had both been so intent on sharing her bed. "Nae master," she said softly, shaking her head and speaking in her normal voice- one which Isis wouldn't recognise.
Trench quirks a brow, curiously, as he looks over to Isis, "I'm sorry, you seem quite a pleasant lass, but... Do I know you?"
[ Jahana whispers, "
Isis Jewel blinks at Samme's voice change, remembering hte kiss she snuck "I thought you wanted to continue the charade as a male mistress, my appologies." To Trench though she bows again, keeping her head low "I am a kajira selected by Katmandu for your service master. I was given the name Isis Jewel."
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans forward with an amused interest, "A kajira, are ye? It's been some time since I've seen one of your kind... And last I had, I was quite impressed. Hm, brought in by Kat, you say? She's done well, I suppose... Though testing, obviously, would be required in the future."
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Isis Jewel nods with a smile, still bowed humbly to him "Certainly master, I hope you find me pleasing." Tail tip flicks anxiously, her heart a flutter with excitement and fear.
[#] Satanious has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Satanious.)
> Gargoyle; born from a simple fact of existance, sin. Upper torso gave way to sprung flesh, bone, and other organic matter, whilst metacarpus appendages spawned capacious, razor-like claws from the end of each digit. Its spinal region branched off into four bat-esque wings, granting the beast an unwordly physiognomy. (Say-tan-ee-is){--
Samme drew another deep breath, and sighed softly. It seemed that her secret was out, and she saw no point in torturing herself any further- though, of course, if those who hunted her came looking, the disguise would come in handy. She ached to loosen the bindings, at least, but she didn't think that now would be the appropriate time. She looked over at Isis again, and gave her a wry apologetic smile. "Apologies, Mi'lady," she offered, meaning to try and make up for the night before. And the comment, -only likes men- would certainly come into light for the girl now, she thought with a soft chuckle.
[#] Satanious has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench smirks briefly before looking back towards Samme, "Apparently, you've met my ever pleasing slaves before even I... At any rate, if it is a safe haven you seek, you have, indeed, come to the appropriate place. Never, I believe, has there been such a place with so many who hide from someone else. Alone, they are frightened, scared... However, once they join here, they band together and protect each other from their fears."
Katmandu wanders into the tavern gazing about at the others there. She smiles to Isis with an impish grin then looks to Samme and her Master taking note of an unfamiliar male as well. She remains silent, not wanting to interrupt, gauging the conversation in progress as to what she might add.
Samme bit down on her lip and nodded slowly, understanding the fear and the lonliness of being on the run with nowhere to call her own. She'd stumbled onto The Dark Realm by accident and had feared discovery; now that she'd been found out, she realized that it wasn't so bad. "I thank ye," she murmured softly, not even noticing that Kat had entered the room. Kat was another that she'd have to apologize to, she realized.
Isis Jewel giggles faintly behind one hand, looking up as Katmandu enters the scene. A faint purr rises involuntarily at the sight of the head slave. She doesn't say anything either, waiting to be addressed rather than address.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (8:42:48 PM) Away mode set.
[&] (8:42:52 PM) Active after 0 minutes.
Trench looks about, a bit of amusement within his lips. He clears his throat briefly, his eyse obviously showing off certain ideas within his mind. Yet, he states, "I'm sorry... I hate to do this, you have no idea, but... I'm afraid the Gods do call, and I really must be off..."
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu hears only the thanks of Samme but notices her strained behavior. She lifts a pale brow. When she hears Trench's farewell she sighs, but realizes that Isis must already have introduced herself. "Farewell, Master."
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[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel nods to aknowledge his goodbye, fidgiting a little "I wish well for you then master. May I ask what you will test me on later so I can prepare?"
Samme lifted an eyebrow, but nodded her head. "Aye, t'was nice t'make ye're acquaintence, --" Had he given her his name? She didn't remember it if he had, and she was pretty sure she hadn't given him hers. Her face held a look of confusion and faint fear; she'd just told a complete stranger her story, and hadn't even asked his name?
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench smirks... Such as was his way. He offers a brief bow as he stands, simply saying, "I do eagerly look forward to seeing each of you again at my next opportunity... Should prove... Amusing, to say the least." As he walks from the room, he offers Kat a brief kiss upon her cheek, whispering a 'Thank you.' to the lass before walking out.
[#] Oculara has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
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[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] 8:53:24 PM Player Ryukishi is online.
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[&] (8:54:16 PM) Away mode set.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[&] 9:03:40 PM Player Alizon is online.
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[&] 9:14:22 PM Player Jahana is online.
[&] 9:14:23 PM Player Katmandu is online.
[&] 9:14:28 PM Player Dark Realm is online.
[&] 9:14:39 PM Player Zandrama is online.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "[Why is the rant forum being used to try and humiliate people?]" to you. ]
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[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
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[#] Hayde has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] A chaotic shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Miyu Darkflame has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Miyu Darkflame has left the Dark Realm.
[#] An annoying shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Rhea Skyfire whispers, "[You don't know me but I'm an IRL friend of Lucky Bunny's and she had some trouble where her comp crashed. She wanted me to let you know.]" to you. ]
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[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Æon has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "ello" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 3 hours and 40 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[#] Zerovos has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Isis Jewel has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Elivthar has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Nyar has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] heavin has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Æon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "Pardon but it looks like Graynite and Le Joker are blocking your dream's main gate -.-" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 4 hours and 1 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Isis Jewel. ]
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* Meovanni is for friendly conversations and Persona Play - free-form "Let's Pretend" with just one rule, The Consent Rule. That is, if someone else pretends something has happened to you, you don't have to play along unless you want to. If you don't, just ignore it and act like it never happened to you. Please keep all actions and language here suited for all ages. Thanks! Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream.
Zeloth: whatever tht was
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
Trench quirks a brow curiously, but shakes his head and moves on...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Reanna whispers, "freak.." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, one of us is, I suppose..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes that is i" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah, indeed." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Reanna nods "Stupid dog" smiles" to you. ]
[ You whisper "No, no... You're a cat..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Reanna meows" to you. ]
[ Reanna whispers, " :P!" to you. ]
[#] Requiem has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Master, Blight has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Zeboa Zen has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Shale Riano has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Desmundu has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Marrock Volsung has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Reanna has left the Dark Realm.
[ Reanna whispers, "Will you marry me?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I don't even know you." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes you do" to you. ]
[ You whisper "We've met?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Yes" to you. ]
[ You whisper "When?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "everyday." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm afraid I don't recall..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "oh well its your loss" to you. ]
[ You whisper "And you wish to marry me, now?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Whyever would you wish to marry me?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "nevermind, we are so freakin over" to you. ]
[ You whisper "You never loved me!" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "I did but you never loved me :-(" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well... That is true..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Reanna nods "I know it is"" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I feel as though we've really grown apart..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "We haven't" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "But how do you feel, now?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Sad,betrayed,alone..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Oh, if only there was some way I could help.." to Reanna. ]
[#] Sarah Hisano has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Sarah Hisano.)
> A young woman seemingly to have nice cream-colored fur that adorns her smooth body. Having cloudy grey markings all over her body, eyes where coloured mad green also; she has red wavy hair that reaches until the neck. She wears a dark mule hot pants looking almost more like undies and beneath these hot pants she wears net tights with flares on different locations. Instead of a top she wears a pink corset and she has black long boots with high heels that reach up nearing her knees. (around the age 15)
[#] Sarah Hisano has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Aida Kanaki has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Aida Kanaki.)
> A female at around the age of 15 steps up in front of you. Her hair is curly and blood-red, she doesn't like her curls and has tried the most to get them to vansih, but for some reason the always seem to stay. She looks normal at the moment, but she has two forms, this one and her ice one. [mimic (want more details just ask)] [shape-shifter] [ice-powers]
[#] Aida Kanaki has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Reanna has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow.
Reanna: Hey
Trench: You're a curious one, aren't you?
Reanna: Yes!
Trench: Um, where did you come from?
Reanna: Outside ;-)
[#] Boursier has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Boursier.)
>
Trench: And what is it we can do for you, here?
Reanna: Since you have broken my heart, maybe you could do me a favor, could you be my priest
[#] Olath Suul has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Priest, for what?
Reanna: A Marriage..
Trench: You already found someone else?
Boursier-- The Kitsune drifted in, swerving around any obstacles which blocked his route. He lowered himself into a seat, listening for now.
Reanna: I've loved him for a while and since you didn't love me back, I decided to tell him how I felt.
[#] Olath Suul has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, who is this other guy?
Reanna: Dark Realm..
Trench blinks, "The Realm? You... Want to marry the Realm?"
Reanna nods "yes, Dark Realm loves me back." :-D
Reanna: The actual person, Dark Realm is who I'm going to marry
Trench: How can he love? He's a cave! But... Dark Realm isn't a person, persay.. He's an embodiment of the land...
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Reanna: Oh well..At least I'll be loved somewhat..
Trench: But, he never even moves from that spot!
Reanna: Oh well, i'll stay with him
Reanna: He moved...once..
Trench: I would think that would be difficult for a physical relationship...
Reanna: >.< Its your fault..
Trench: Howso?
Reanna: If you had married me I wouldn't have to marry my beloved cave, dark...
Trench: But I hardly even knew you!
Reanna: I told you that you did but you wouldn't believe me -_-
Trench: Well, then I didn't remember...
Boursier looked rather startled. "Looks like somebody's a wee bit looney," the Kitsune muttered to himself incoherently.
Reanna twitches and throws a random object atBoursier "Shove it.." looks back at Trench "Well then your getting old.."
Trench: Well, yes... But I prefer to call it experienced...
Reanna: Okay Mr.Experienced...I will go now seeing as you aren't going to do this favor..I'll just jump off a bridge or something...bye...
Reanna walks away slowly
Trench: Umm... Well, okay then...
[ Reanna whispers, ":-( Fine then" to you. ]
[#] WONDERWOMAN =D has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see WONDERWOMAN =D.)
> HRTHRTTrenchHRTHRT
Trench: Why do I come on this early?
Boursier is hit in the arm with the 'random' object. "Ok then." He mentally notes that Reanna has super acute hearing. "What's up with her?" the fox questioned Trench, making sure she had left first.
[ Reanna whispers, "you are in capable of love aren't you?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, yes... Yes I am..." to Reanna. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: Hi
[ Reanna whispers, "........Well....Okay...:(" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm sorry." to Reanna. ]
(You see Boursier.)
>
Trench looks towards Boursier, "Welcome to the insanity..."
[ Reanna whispers, "I could've taught you how to love... :-( But now even dark is ignoring me.." to you. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: hi
Boursier offers a wry smirk, "Aye."
WONDERWOMAN =D: dud
WONDERWOMAN =D: i luv u
Trench: I'm sorry. I am incapable of love.
WONDERWOMAN =D: y?
Trench: Because I'm a dark evil warlord.
[ You whisper "I don't think you could've." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "I bet I could've!" to you. ]
[ You whisper "No... You give up too easily." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "no i dont...I just am sad because its like impossible to love someone that will never love you back.." to you. ]
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "If you need me, im on." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Thanks." to Abaddon Woodmyrk. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: so am i
Trench: You're an evil warlord?
WONDERWOMAN =D: ya
Trench: I'm skeptical.
WONDERWOMAN =D: i'm sexy
WONDERWOMAN =D: nice 2 meet u
WONDERWOMAN =D: ahahhaa
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "Hey" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hey." to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "?" to you. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[How're you doing this morning? :-)]" to you. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: Haha.
WONDERWOMAN =D: That was a nice chuckle for an instant. >)
[ You whisper "I thought you could teach me to love." to Reanna. ]
[ You whisper "(Keeping busy.)" to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Ah..]" to you. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Well I can't if you don't believe I can" to you. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: You were scared for an instant wern't you?
[*] Reanna requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press
Trench: I thought it was an alt.
[*] Reanna joins you.
Trench: Here it comes.
Reanna: yay my love again!! HRT!
Trench: I told you, I can't love.
Reanna: Yes you can
Trench: Hrm, you think so, then? What about Dark?
WONDERWOMAN =D: i'm married to trench
WONDERWOMAN =D: leav him alone
Reanna: uhh yes i think so...and about dark...I dont know...I guess I'll tell him the truth...i didn't know he was a cave
Reanna hits Wonder freak
Trench: Wait, you didn't know anything about him but wanted to marry him?
Reanna: no....
Reanna: i wanted to make you jealous..
WONDERWOMAN =D: i'm better than reanna
Reanna slaps Wonder freak
Trench: To make me jealous... Well, now I'm upset.
Reanna: aww why?
Reanna kicks wonder retard..
Trench: It's all been a ruse!
Reanna: huh?
Reanna: But i did love dark too...
Trench: Did?
Reanna: but i feel retarded marrying a cave.. :-(
Reanna: I still do...but i'm scared to marry him..
Trench: But it's a living cave!
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
Reanna: Yes I know but I dont want to stay in this...dark realm....all the time...i wanna take him to see my friends...they'd be scared of this place
Samme: ['Lo.]
Trench: Well, see, I'm one that remains here, too. But, by my own will, rather than because this is what I am. But, it's my home.
[#] WONDERWOMAN =D has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Forgive the current insanity. It's just been an amusing day.)
Reanna: .... :-( .... I guess I have no one that loves me then..
Reanna: ( dont worry about it, i have insanity 24/7! )
Trench: Well, I told you that from the beginning.
Reanna: But you can love if you want to..
Trench: But that's why I can't! Because I don't want to.
Reanna: Well, I don't know why I am even bothering if you already have a wife . . .Wonderwomen. . .
Reanna wonders why he doesn't WANT to love..
Trench: No, no... She was just an insane intruder.
Reanna: Like I am?
Boursier thinks it's because Reanna has down syndrome.
Reanna twitches and slaps Boursier
Trench: A little bit, yes.
Reanna: okay then...i guess i'll go since everyone hates me..and i cant convince you to want to love..
Trench: That was... Strange...
Samme walked into the room quietly, and took a seat on the stone bench near the center of the aisle. She looked up to see Trench speaking with someone she didn't recognise; which, in itself, wasn't unusual, as she didn't know many people in the Realm yet. She wore the same outfit she'd worn the day before, but there were subtle differences; the bindings, apparently, had been removed, and she was breathing freely. There was colour in her cheeks, and even the ghost of a smile on her face.
[ Reanna whispers, "goodbye, i hope you have a good life.. " to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well thank you, I hope you do, too." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "okay...bye... :-(" to you. ]
Trench offers a warm smile towards Samme, "You do appear different, lass... You seem a bit more comfortable."
[ Reanna whispers, "well tell dark i said goodbye he's not talking to me.." to you. ]
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[ You whisper "He gets distracted, being a Realm and all..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "lol well tell him to whisper me if he still wants to get married.." to you. ]
[ You whisper "You still want to marry the cave?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes because i care for him as well as you" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I see..." to Reanna. ]
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[ Reanna whispers, "okay.." to you. ]
Trench: Or not...
Trench reposts?
Samme: [Thanks.]
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Trench offers a warm smile towards Samme, "You do appear different, lass... You seem a bit more comfortable."
Samme gave him a wry smile, and shrugged her shoulders. "Aye," she replied. "Tis easier to look more comfortable when ye c'n breathe." As if to empathise this, she drew a deep breath, and stretched a bit. "'Ow're ye this morn?" she asked, after resuming her comfortable slouch on the stone bench.
Trench looks towards teh entrance to the room, as if remembering, "Well, it's been a bit insane.." He shrugs absently before his gaze returns to the lass, "Otherwise, fairly quiet, for the time. I must say, you do look considerably better in this fashion.."
Samme blushed, and self consciously crossed her arms over her chest; though she wasn't particularly 'noticable' beneath her tunic, it had been a long while since she'd been out of her disguise, and it would take a bit of getting used to. "Thank you," she replied, looking up to face him.
Trench chuckles as he notices the reaction. "Will take awhile to adapt to the new idea, I take it? So, you say you're seventeen... How long have you been on the road hiding?"
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Samme had to think about that for a moment, and shrugged her shoulders. "Dunnae, a year and a half, two years?" she replied, obviously not sure of exactly how long she'd been gone. Her accent, too, would be a clue; it was from the far southern climes of Kasuria, and would have taken her quite a while to make the trek to the Realm on foot.
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Trench nods slightly, "I can understand that... It must be annoying. It's good to have you here... I trust everyone around has been at least decent to you. Has there been anything you've been desiring?"
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Samme chuckled softly, and shook her head. "Neh, I rather enjoyed the time alone, after awhile," she replied. The first few months had been hell; she'd been terrified and grieving for her entire clan while she ran, but after time went on, the pain had become less. She remembered briefly the day she'd woken in the dead of night to the scent of smoke and the sounds of her family screaming, and then running for all she was worth. "Nae," she replied after shaking her head to clear it. "I dunnae need any'thing, most of what I need I carry with me," she continued, holding up her small leather satchel.
Trench quirks a brow as he eyes the satchel curiously, "Truly? I suppose after a couple of years of travelling light, you learn to get used to such things. Still, should you decide there's something more that you seek... I even offer employment."
Samme lifted an eyebrow curiously, and looked a little interested. "Aye, I learned early on to carry only what I couldnae live wi'out. What sort of employment?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
Trench shrugs a bit absently, "That really depends on what you're good at..."
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(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
[#] Malnificent has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Malnificent.)
> A devil and a scholar; dark fur and long, spidersilk hair grows on this tall wolf, an expression of bored superiority painted on his face. Crystal spectacles rest over ember-red eyes. His black and silver robes flow like liquid shadow over honed steel, and two long horns jut from his forehead. A large book always in his left arm, a golden chain always looped around his right claw.
Samme couldn't help but chuckle wryly, and shook her head. "Running," she replied, meeting his eyes with dry humour. Though, even that could be taken as something- she could run messages, and she was quick when her breathing wasn't hindered as severely as it had been the past few months.
Malnificent observes for the moment. Don't mind him[]
Trench nods slightly, "Running... That... Well, that does kind of limit the options, doesn't it?"
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Samme shrugged her shoulders again, and considered. "Well, before I ran, I was being trained as all girls are, to be the perfect wife to a son in one of the neighboring clans.. The only thing I did on my own was to learn to ride. I can sew, cook, clean, and look after people- at least, I could before I ran. It's been awhile," she said, and moved up to sit a little closer, so that she could hear him easier.
Samme: [I swear, I'm gonna kick my isp if this keeps up...]
Trench smirks slightl as he replies, "So, you can run and you can be a good wife, eh?"
Yanaho Yunasi sat quietly on one of the stone benches, bending her legs and wrapping her arms around them, resting her chin upon her knees. She listened quietly to those about the room, but mostly kept her attention on Trench, her ear twitching ocassionally.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Samme rolled her eyes, and shook her head. "Nae if ye'd listened tae m'mother," she replied ruefully. She didn't seem to notice anyone else in the room; another thing she was good at was focusing. "She swore I'd be th'ruin o the family if given my own rein," she replied, grinning.
Malnificent waves at Jier.[]
Trench: And, as it turns out, it was a group of attackers that ruined the family... Ah, so you do the cooking, sewing... This Realm doesn't often seem to require a great deal of regular domestic talents, but... I wager your talents will find use. Particularly in the cooking area. Just about everyone eats, y'know.
Malnificent is Phitz/Hestern/Cameron LaFey.[]
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Trench is Trench...
Jier is soon to be playing Aurrin, soon as the Mechanics for him is done.
Samme chuckled, and nodded her head. "Aye, I'd imagine everyone would have tae eat. I dunnae if they'd appreciate my flavour of cooking, though; nae many have a taste for the rich spices of the south. I could give it a go, if ye like though," she replied. "And I could learn something else, if my cooking isnae satisfactory."
Jier: (Its hard Trench, hard to try and think of something that hasn't already been done to death by evil lite assholes already for a new character concept. =/)
Trench: Hm, of that I'm certain... Though, I don't forsee you becomming a kind of warrior for this place, but... That'll be alright.
Trench: (Nah, it's easy... You think up a typical charecter, then provide it with an interesting twist or two.)
Malnificent is a new concept, and is evil.[]
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(You see kagome higoraishi.)
>
Samme: [I've got a character who's so mundane, she's unique =P]
Trench: (Yeah, who has mundane, anymore?)
(You see Aurrin.)
>
Malnificent: (Mudane chars are the best. Killian O'Keating is the ultimate mundane char.)
Jier: (Aurrin's going to be mundane in the beginning of his RP. He's actually an aspect character I'm wanting to build a solid roleplay around.)
Malnificent: (The only way to have solid RP anymore, I've found, is to introduce a dice/levelling system.)
Samme lifted an eyebrow again, but nodded her head slowly. "Nae, I'm nae good at fighting," she replied, shivering at the memory of the last battle she'd seen.
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Trench: (Really? I've liked my RP, and have never used dice or leveling...)
Samme: [I've never used the dice/levelling system, it's always been like a storyline.]
Malnificent: (I don't know... I just find that RP without a central plot dies away fast.)
Jier: (I have as well, sadly too many newbs want to start out all-powerful anymore. There is no development.)
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Trench nods slightly, "Well, that's perfectly fine. We have plenty of warriors... We need others. Tell me, are you familiar with any forms of entertainment."
Jier: (http://s7.invisionfree.com/DreamFactory/index.php?showtopic=1 Going to overhall that tonight but thats the basics of the storyline I'm doing with Aurrin. -- Which reminds me I need to finnish Dream Factory that I'm sitting here on my laurals doing nothing.)
Samme lifted an eyebrow, and considered for a moment. "Entertainment.. I c'n play a flute, an' I c'n read," she replied, wondering dimly what that had to do with anything.
kagome higoraishi: ???
Trench quirks a brow, shaking his head a bit, "Perhaps the flute, but I meant more for public entertainment... Not merely the ability to entertain yourself..."
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Yanaho Yunasi smiled a bit as she listened to those around her. It was interesting the kinds of things one learns when they open their ears. And speaking of ears, hers itched. She lifted a paw to scratch the back of her right ear, eyes closing slightly.
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Cameron LaFey: (Sorry to interupt, but this RP looks fun and promising. Would any mind if I joined in?)
Trench: (Not at all.)
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Samme shook her head. "What d'ye mean, exactly?" she asked, shifting to sit more comfortably. It would bear in mind to remember that when she was fifteen, she'd run, and hadn't had much world training.
Cameron LaFey-- The rhythmic tamping of boots against the stone floor gradually grew louder, heralding the arrival of yet another creature into this court of dark stone. His eyes sharp and cold, his coat furling around his legs with each step, Cameron enters, stopping at the portal into the room and rapping his silver-furred knuckles, once, upon the stone of the archway.
Trench tilts his head a bit, his eyes a bit in thought as he replies, "Some dance... Some entertain via humor... Some do... Other things... I'm guessing you may not have had much time while on the road to do much in the way of catching performances and such. While running for one's life, I could see that being entertained isn't high priority.
[#] VelvetCullen has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see VelvetCullen.)
> My name is Velvet and I'm a Cambion. Cambion is a being of an offspring from a Cubi seed and born by a mortal being. I am also a twin to my bestfriend, Satin. There is really not much to say, due to being a Cambion... [Bi] [Yiffy] [Whisper friendly] [HRTTwin sister: Satin Cullen HRT] [Owner: Amethyst Magic] [Might think I have another sister: Black Cullen] [Single] [ For more info go here http://profiles.yahoo.com/velvet_cullen]
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[ You whisper "
Yanaho Yunasi lifts her head a bit and turns to look over her shoulder upon someone's entrance, eyes falling upon Cameron LeFey. She gives a nod in greeting, though it no doubt went unnoticed, and turned her head back forward, resting her chin on her knees once more.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Me?! NO! I just got here!" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I'm no slave, but a pet to someone. A pet is totally different from a slave." to you. ]
[ You whisper "
Samme chuckled dryly, and shook her head. "Nae, it was more along the lines of just get as far away from them as I could," she replied. "I'm easily amused, it seems, by simply staying alive. And reading's always come second nature tae me... I could tell stories, perhaps?" she suggested.
Trench shrugs a bit, "Perhaps... It does present a few possibilities, I believe..." His attention is then drawn towards the lad coming through the doorway. He offers a brief nod of greetings, "Hello?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "It's ok, but this is how you could tell. Slave can be treated anyway you wish to treat them, but Pet you treat them like a friend, a companion, someone to depend on, just like a pokemon you can say. :P" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
Cameron LaFey threads his arms over his chest, nodding in return. "I do apologize for having so rudely barged in," his tone of voice, however, implies that he really does not care, "but as there were no warding spells or guards around, I assumed that I could wander about freely. I was wondering if a noble such as yourself might not be able to supply me with some information about... my past acquaintances?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Well, I'm only a pet and nothing else to my owner. I could never be a slave because it would never work for me. I can't take being mistreated or all that type of stuff." to you. ]
Samme nodded her head, and followed Trench's eyes towards Cameron. She lifted an eyebrrow at the gray male's words, and nodded again, as if to herself. "I'll leave ye be tae yer business," she murmured softly, and quickly slipped through the door behind the thrones. Apparently, she was still quite wary of strangers; especially those whose colouring was that of the clan that had slaughtered her own.
Samme: [Last posts?]
Cameron LaFey does not seem to pay the girl any mind. [<--- last post]
Trench nods slightly, a smirk drawing upon his lips, "Aye, I can... Perhaps... But, first, there is a price to pay for the discussion..."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "NOW I remember you!" to you. ]
[ Samme whispers, "I'll come back a little later, there's not much more Samme can do at the moment." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey nods again, eyebrows rising. "Well then, name it. I assure you that my resources are more than likely good for it." The slightest hint of exasperration slips into his dark, rich voice.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with samme! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
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[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he nods, "I'm certain this can be arranged. Please, follow me... As well as any others that are curious." With that, he steps from the throne room.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Familiar with the game?
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
Cameron LaFey raises his eyebrows again. "Of?"
Trench smirks as he steps back, moving to kick the red ball about a bit, "Soccer."
Cameron LaFey cannot help but grin, arms crossed over his chest again. "I assure you that you will win. I'm not as limber or as coordinated as I used to be."
Cameron LaFey makes a small gesture toward the red ball.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[:chuckles: You do this with everyone, don't ya? ;-)]" to you. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "Cameron LaFey used some quick, magical detection. Anything magical in the area?" to you. ]
Trench shrugs as he points towards the lass, "You may have a team mate... Besides, I don't require you to win... Merely to play."
Yanaho Yunasi watches the two, smiling with interest.
[ You whisper "(The area in general has a slight magic sense, but then, you get that through the entire Realm. The main detection of magic comes from Trench, himself. Nothing more seems unusual.)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
Cameron LaFey shakes his head, and finally seems to relax. With a few deft motions he removes his wool coat and lays it carefully upon the ground. He is clothed in a black tunic of fine linen, the sleeves rooled up, and black trousers and boots. "No, no, that is quite alright. Indeed, I will play. To what score?" He strides forward and comes to stop in front of the ball. Grace is definitely in his steps, but his body is very slender.
Cameron LaFey: (Nyar and Nyarlathotep... are they one in the same?)
Trench shrugs as he moves back a bit, "I require one goal... If you wish more than that, I find it perfectly acceptable. I will permit you to decide that."
(You see Nyarlathotep.)
> Tall, sinister, and swarthy is the blasphemy Nyarlathotep. The beast is elegantly clad in a kneecoat of less-than-palatable colors: the gruesome hue of ash and mud, with matching trousers and boots. Despite looking fairly humanoid, his eyes give way to an indescribable realm of terror, and his left hand seems to be made of segmented bronze. In his wake, the screams of otherworldly nightmares tread, and all rest vanishes.
Nyarlathotep: (No. Both are extremely different from one an other.)
Yanaho Yunasi glances up at Jier before looking back at the spectical.
Cameron LaFey shakes his head, crouching just a little. "Very well... one goal. When do we start?"
Trench looks about the field, "Is there any other wanting to join in?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I have a feeling you do not remember me." to you. ]
Nyarlathotep stands, present, indeed, but unmoving and quite uncaring to what might unfold. He doesn't speak, as he seems not to care right now.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles. She would stay out of this game, but perhaps would join some other time.
[ You whisper "The name is familiar... But I do run into a large number of people..." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "*hint* I'm the Cambion. AKA half Succubi." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey looks around. "I take it we are alone in this game."
[ You whisper "Ah! Now I remember! Your sister was here, too. It's been awhile." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench shrugs, "Appears so... Your get first kick."
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "I just thought of something... does Trench has True Sight?" to you. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "As an ability he can employ?" to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Along while. I do not have my sister anymore. But I do got a twin now." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(He can, but often doesn't. He depends on certain... Other senses, more frequently.)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
[ You whisper "Oh? What happened to your sister?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "Lol. Never mind. I was thinking of having Cameron creat an illusory ball to go flying off in another direction, but he wouldn't really do that ICly." to you. ]
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "She disapeared one day and never came back. I miss her terribly... But nothing would bring her back...." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah, when dealing with items in the Realm, he has a bit more than True Sight, but I won't go into that, now.)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
[ You whisper "That is most unfortunate." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "So are we posting while playing soccer, or just working our Avatars." to you. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "?" to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Yeah, but like I said. I got my twin this time and I'm not going to let this one leave. " to you. ]
Nyarlathotep's mouth opens to gesticulate. "This is all fun and games until the horseman of the apocalypse comes riding in." His robes then lay flat, despite the possible winds in this area. "I come here with reason..."
[ You whisper "(Just the avatars...)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
Cameron LaFey nods, walks forward, and looks down at the ball as though it had suddenly sprouted tentacles and eyes. After a few moments he steps back, takes aim, and rushes forward, sending his left toe at the ball and hammering it as hard as he can.
Trench looks to Nyar, "None get a meeting without first playing a round..."
Trench: It's alright, I beat everyone.
Trench sits upon the ball, "So, what was your question?"
[ You whisper "Twin... Male or fem?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Sister." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Much like yourself?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "We look totally alike! Just that I'm darker and she is lighter." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey laughs as he trots up, the invigorating feeling of physical activity seeming to make him livlier. "Oh, just wondering if you knew what a few residents of these lands were up to. I'm sure you know many of them... particularly I am interested in Fatalia and a drow named Memorix."
[ You whisper "Does she have the same desire for... Passion as yourself?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "People also mistaken her as for me or me as for her. It is hilirious and fun yo have her around. ^^" to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "For what?" to you. ]
Cameron LaFey: If, of course, you even -know- of these beings.
Nyarlathotep: ...Perhaps those are things that should be inquisited to me.
Nyarlathotep is, the all-knowing, afterall.
Trench rubs his chin absently, sitting in thought for a moment. His breath seems a bit heavy, as he attempts to catch it. His gaze shifts towards Nyar, his brow quirked in curiosity, "And what is it you know of these two?"
[ You whisper "Hrm... How to put it..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey turns an eye to Nyar, a bright silver eyebrow arched in question. "If you would be so kind as to answer, then...?"
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[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Please be foreward with me, don't need to be shy in what you say." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I just like to uphold my diplomatic abilities and appearances... Does your twin long for lustful actions as much as I remember you desiring such?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep's form is non-moving. His mouth does not even part to let him speak. The ominous, deep voice seems to come out of nowhere, in reality. "But first, there are numerous things which you must do for me in return; my knowledge is not free."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I don't need those anymore. Due to knowing I got it already. I'm also stronger than my twin, I am like the supporter for her, due to her not being able to even help herself." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey sighs, shaking his head. "Primes, you are about the fifth person to tell me that today." He begins to massage his temples. "Very well, Subtle-One... proceed."
[#] Bazile_Not has left the Dark Realm.
Trench rolls his eyes before looking back to Cameron, "Actually, one of my men is quite familiar with the two that you had mentioned..."
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[ You whisper "What is a sucubus without the need for lust?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: Familiarity does not reveal all hidden doors, shadowlyng.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I'm Cambion, NOT succubus." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi crosses her arms over her chest as she watches the two, her ear twitching a bit.
Cameron LaFey nods at Trench, actually grinning. His grey eyes seem to have softened since his arrival and he threads his arms over his chest again. "That is very true, actually.
Trench looks back towards Nyar, annoyance beginning to show before replying, though looking to Nyar, speaking to Cameron, "My mistaken... He knows of who you speak of and is able to help you with what you seek..."
Cameron LaFey nods at Trench, and then regards Nyar again. "Very well... what would you ask of me?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I only needed lust and beauty to just steal souls and energy to keep me alive. But I'm able to do so and control myself also." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey sees how many times he can start a post with "Cameron LaFey nods at Trench".[]
[ You whisper "Needed... Meaning you don't need it, now?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi chuckles[]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "A genie gave me a staff that I could store energy within it. So I got it half full at the moment, so I can use it when I'm really hungry and such. " to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, that does lessen your amusement quality, doesn't it?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: There is a certain artifact which I wish recovered. One with extreme power. One which I will present soon to a kingdom among these lands. Your mission is to retreive this artifact from the house which I will present it to.
Nyarlathotep: ...They might offer resistance.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "No, it gives me time to pick out new victims and have fun with my friends at the same time." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hrm... So, you do still need it, just not as much as you once did..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey struggles very much to not smile to the point of looking ridiculous. "That is fine. Resistance in these lands is a way of life. Give me the location of the house, the articfact's appearance, and any dangers that you know of... and consider it done."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Yes, when you met me. I was hungry, very hungry and I would of did anything to get it. But now I'm pretty much in good balance." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi stood and crept forward a bit, finding another place to sit down, and doing so.
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Nyarlathotep: This is a test, to be quite fair. I will present this artifact to a house in these lands throughout the day. You will receive further contact when it is infact presented.
[ You whisper "That's a shame..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: ...It will appear as a mere scroll incased in a leather scabbard. The Yellowed Papyrus.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "How is it a shame my lord?" to you. ]
Cameron LaFey cants his head. "You are sending me on an errand to retrieve a scroll that you hide in the first place? For what reason are you testing me, if I may ask?"
[ You whisper "I always find amusement with a hungered lust demon... Don't ask why, I guess it's just a thing of mine." to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: Let me just say: not all are worthy of the Crawling Chaos' knowledge.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Maybe you're the type of guy that likes a girl to go crazy over you." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Mm, sometimes..." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ You whisper "But, who doesn't?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Should of taken me and my sister when we was hungry when you had a chance, m'lord." to you. ]
[#] Chris Thief has left the Dark Realm.
Cameron LaFey presents Nyar with a raised eyebrow. "You remind me very much of Choronzon, you know that? Very well then... contact me when you hide the Yellowed Papyrus," he stifles a chuckle, "and consider it passed."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I know a few, but I keep myself at ease." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Indeed. A regret I will have to overcome." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey: (*the test, that is.)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Well just to let you know, I like my guys aggressive. No one knows that but you now. " to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "I feel privledged." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "you're welcomed." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi sighs softly as she listens, hugging her legs as she did before and resting her head on her knees. Eyes darting over to Trench for a moment, she then turns her head and closes them, her hair spilling past her knees. She'd had it in mind to speak with Trench, but it looked like it'd have to wait for a while.
Trench seems actually to be doing nothing at this point, save for sitting upon the red ball, watching the conversation between the two.
[#] Talsier has entered the Dark Realm.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Maybe I could forfill your need sometime if you wished it." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I think that would be, at the very least, amusing." to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: Choronzon is my rival, a representation of myself and Azathoth.
Cameron LaFey nods. "Yes, yes, I've heard the entire story before. Chaos and some bleak enternity and the like. Oddly enough, that kind of conversation is normal for me... so then, when can expect you to hide this papyrus?"
[#] Talsier has left the Dark Realm.
Cameron LaFey: And where?
Yanaho Yunasi chewed on her lip for a moment and crept forward, kneeling next to Trench and whispering into his ear.
Nyarlathotep: You will be presented with more information as the day passes.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "M'Lord... of the matter we spoke of the other day..?" to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: ...For now, I must depart.
Trench nods slightly as he places a paw upon the lass's knee, "Aye?"
Cameron LaFey nods. "I may have to return later for this quest, however, as I have a few things to accomplish. But I will return, so do not fret." He smiles.
Nyarlathotep's entity departs in the same nefarious way as it came - a blur of blinding light, whilst his shadow dissapears completely, leaving that bit of blighted land upon the floor where he once stood. The grass seemed to have died out.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "I.. I wish it to be done.. and um... There is another matter that I.. wish to discuss with you." to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I feel like I worked you up for some reason...." to you. ]
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
Cameron LaFey: My goodness. I am glad that such interesting people still exist. I was growing worried that they had all died away.
Cameron LaFey: Anyways... what information do -you- have in regards to the people in question?
Trench stands as he nods to the lass, "Alright, one moment, then." He looks towards Cameron, "What information is it you seek?"
[ You whisper "Oh, perhaps a bit..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey shrugs. "Whereabouts, mostly."
Cameron LaFey: Especially Memorix.
Trench: Well, they spend a bit of time, here. I suppose they work under Micheru, if I'm not mistaken...
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "A bit, huh? Makes me wonder how much if I continued talking to you in a way I did to make you feel like that." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey nods. "Micheru. Yes, I have heard of him. Who all works under Micheru now, if I may ask?"
[ You whisper "Oh, you haven't done near as much damage as I imagine you are capable of..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench shrugs, "I leave that business to him. He works for me. I tell him what to do, he takes his men and does it. I don't worry about the details. I have too many other things to distract me."
Cameron LaFey nods. "And such is the mark of a fine leader. Tell me whereabouts these people stay, if you would not mind..."
Trench chuckles, "The tavern, typically... Ah, most members of the Realm tend to remain here, as they can. The throne room seems to be a popular hang out point, when they're not out working. I think Micheru also has his own place that he sometimes operates out of."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "All you have to do is wish it and I would have the pleasure in pleasing you. But if not, then I could hold back and leave you be." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I would never wish against such things." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey nods yet again. "Very well then. I shall be off." He moves to his coat and throws is around his shoulders. "I appreciate the information," he calls, buttoning the garment.
Trench: Heh, aye... And I didn't send you on an interesting errand for it.
Cameron LaFey: Thank you for that. *and with this, he walks off.*
Trench turns to the lass, "Now... What was this other issue you spoke of?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Sad, you are also the first I gave these types of options to. But I feel that I'm a bother now, so I'll leave you be." to you. ]
[#] Cameron LaFey has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Why would you ever feel as though you are a burden?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I feel like I'm trying to get you into something that you wish not to be in. So I would leave you be for being what I am." to you. ]
[#] Bex Huntress has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi's ears fold back, her brow furrowing with a look of concern, "M'Lord.. something happened the other day. I was wandering about another tavern when I came across Ka'al." She lowers her head, completely avoiding his gaze, "I know he'll torture me beyond the likes I could even dream.. he told me himself that he would if I didn't do as he said... but I cannot betray a friend, especially one that has been so kind as you. He branded me.. wants me to gain your trust and betray you at the very last moment." She lifts her head a bit, as though to make eye contact, but pauses just before, "What shall I do..?"
[ You whisper "Lass, no furre speaks to me in ways I do not wish it. If I had such problems with it, you would certainly know. No, I rather appreciate such things..." to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Bex Huntress has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, "Ka'al is an annoyance, and nothing more... I don't mind his tactics, but I don't like him attacking others... Don't worry, once you transform, you will be able to release the brand, as you form your own body to your liking. As of him... Go ahead and humor him. It will keep him from attacking you. It will also leave us open some options to returning the favor that he has given you."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I must admit, I have nothing else to say. I did bump into you and your friends, so I sorta have the feeling I'm being a bother still." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi blinks and finally meets his gaze, "Favor..? What favor has he given me, M'Lord? I do not understand." She shakes her head.
Trench was seeming a bit 'sarcastic' in his words. Still, he explains, "The favor of branding you... Of threatening you... These things we shall repay him for."
[ You whisper "Ah, most of them are gone." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ You whisper "Nothing more to say, though...?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen goes silent due to having nothing to say anymore, all she could do was just smile and give a nod." to you. ]
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[ You whisper "I really had thought one of your nature was more exercised in the ways of seduction..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi smiles brightly and gets on all fours, bowing low, not as much for formalities as for her thanks, "Thank you, M'Lord! I will never forget this." She sits up and nearly hugs him, but restrains herself from doing so.
Trench leans over, presenting a gentle kiss upon your cheek before whispering into your ear, "Now... Let us give you your change..."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "That is for a succubi or inncubi. But I am Cambion. If I was hungry enough, I could seduce someone, but I'm not in that state at the moment. I'm pretty much inbetween." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Which is why I had said earlier... Unfortunate." to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Boursier has left the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles brightly and nods, biting her lower lip.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "But I doubt you would allow me to take advantage of you." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [Sorry for the delayed replies, my little brother is buggin' me ^^;]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench sits back and closes his eyes, nodding only a bit as the shadows around the area begin to draw to him. "Now, just relax..."
Yanaho Yunasi sits up and tries to relax, finding herself trembling a bit.
[ You whisper "You may be surprised..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench, eyes still closed, leans forward, his lips pressing softly against your neck. He whispers, first, "As I said, perhaps there's another method, but it's... A bit more crude..." With that, his fangs dig into your throat, piercing the skin, perhaps a bit painfully.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "So you are saying... If I was to go up to you, grab your hands and push you onto your back, sit on you then push down on your hips hard. Push your hands over your head and just mess around with your body... You would allow that?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm a bit surprised at the very comment. I could just imagine how I'd react should such a thing happen... Mm, it does seem a bit... Tempting..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi's eyes widen and she cries out a bit, voice breaking and wraps her arms around his torso, her trembling slows, but doesn't stop.
Trench's fangs remove from the wound, and his mouth starts to suck upon the opening. The darkness that summons to him continues to surround, though now extending to the lass he now clings to, as well. He continues to suck upon the blood, beginning to drain the body...
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen sits on his lap, then forces him onto his back while catching his hands and placing them over his head. "Tempting? Or do you want it? Those two words seem to get mixed up sometimes." begins to stradle herself on him." to you. ]
Trench lays there, indeed as surprised as would be expected. He smirks up to you, offering a slight wink, "I'm not struggling, am I?
Trench: (Heh, wow... Wrong window)
Trench: (How embarressing...)
Yanaho Yunasi loses her breath and looks at him with slightly hazed eyes, opening her mouth to say something, but doesn't find the strength to speak.
Yanaho Yunasi: [Hehe, don't worry about it :-)]
[ You whisper "Trench lays there, indeed as surprised as would be expected. He smirks up to you, offering a slight wink, "I'm not struggling, am I?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench's shadows continue to swirl about you, touching you with the cold tendrils, the blood draining through you, emptying. A sharp solid type of shadow streams across your wrist, slicing at it. Then, the same happens to the other side, opening your bloodline to their invasion as they begin to move into you, replacing the blood that had previously flowed through.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen smirks as she pushed her hips down in a playful buck against his own, her hands gripping tightly onto his before she released his hands and laid on him. "Aren't you a charmer." giggles." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench's hips move up against you, temptingly, his now freed paws move around your body, holding you against himself, "And you are the tempting one..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi extends her claws as the darkness seeps in, bearing her teeth slightly as her mouth drops open. Another small cry escapes her lips as she closes her eyes.
Trench's tongue slips from his mouth, softly carressing your neck, the opening, as his mouth begins to seperate from you, having taken as much blood from you as possible. The shadows continue to move through you, merging with you, becomming a part of you. Still, he holds you against his body, comfortingly.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen began to shift her hips against you, causing you to rock a little due to her rough pressing against by her hips. "Mmmhmmnn..." grins as she began to stroke the back of her palm against your jaw caressingly." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench's excitement can certainly be felt as your press against him. "You are quite the tease... If I weren't wearing clothing..." He leaves the thought as it is. A smirk revealling as he leans up to lick at your chin. His paw moves down your body, softly stroking along you." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi starts to gain her breath back, and whispers, "G-God..!" Her grip tightens around him slightly and her head slowly tilts down to rest on his shoulder.
Trench's shadows begin to finish up as they stream through your body, healing the wound upon the wrist as they go. He kisses, again, at your neck, in an attempt to comfort you. With that, he and his shadows release you and move back, only a little, but still well within your reach.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen continued shifting against your hips, yet pressing down harder onto your light bulging, she suddening grinded her hips down against you and repeated over in the shiftings. "If you weren't wearing clothing? What do you mean?" she was a tease and loved it, then gave you a quick lick to your lips before pushing her chest down onto yours." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench releases a slight growl of amusement, his own body arching ever so slightly, to press back up against you in response. One paw reaches around you, grasping firmly upon your ass. The other reaches around the back of your head, pulling you to press his lips upon your own, licking at your lips. Once released, he replies, "It's been awhile since I've been able to... Mm, can I keep you?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Yanaho Yunasi breathes heavily, and sighs, whispering, "Beautiful.." She reaches a paw out to the shadows, her other arm still wrapped around his torso.
[#] Boursier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (http://geocities.com/twolfhound/shadows.txt)
Yanaho Yunasi: [:clicky!:]
Yanaho Yunasi: [hehe\
[#] Boursier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (It's a log that helped to explain what a shadowlyng is...)
[#] Felix Saturos has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: [Alright :-) Thank you]
Trench leans back a bit, looking upon you as he responds simply, "Yes... You are..."
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles warmly and blushes, crimson painting the surface of her cheeks as she meets his gaze, "M'Lord.. I shall forever love you for this gift you've given me.. Thank you..."
Yanaho Yunasi: [:reads over the log: Do I change the color of her fur..?]
[#] Kortech has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (It would make sense, but is not neccessary. The only other shadowlyng in the land has pale fur.)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen gave off a small sweet moan from your grip to her. She closed her eyes as she pushed down harder onto your hips, feeling rather excited from you. She opened her eyes before giving a lick along your lips and gently presses hers against yours, but once she broke free from the kiss she looked at you oddly to what you said. Still feeling melted in your arms, she once more began to shift her hips against you, with a whispering reply. "I'm yours...." using both of her hands and pulled your lips upon her own." to you. ]
Trench nod slightly as he grows quite serious, "And you shall always have a place with me, as you are, in a way, now a part of me..."
Yanaho Yunasi blinks slowly, "A part of you..?"
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "Trench's arms wrap about you in a full embrace, as if in reply to your words, accepting your kiss, as he delivers his own. His tongue penetrating into your mouth, dancing within you. His body shifts a bit under you, his legs moving to slide against your own." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench nods slightly, "The shadows that have taken your body... They were of me. I am a being of shadows, much like yourself, now... But, the shadows that are within you were a part of me."
[#] Kortech has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "Where you?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Soccer field." to Abaddon Woodmyrk. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "
Yanaho Yunasi smiles softly and nods, "I see.. I shall remember that." She lifts her paw and looks at it, the colors of her furr growing darker [Woohoo, now time to change 'er colors. Gimme a second, if you would ^^]
[ You whisper "
Trench: (Certainly.)
[#] Felix Saturos has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (She's afk.)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen began to press lightly with her hips against yours, just as if to be stroking your bulge with her body. She rotated her tongue along yours, holding a moan back once she began to use her hands to stroke and caress your body, as if to be feeling up against you. " to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [:fixes her colors:]
Abaddon Woodmyrk walkes to the open field. Seeing these two furres there, his face was not showing an neutral emotion but a reall 'angry'/'upset' face. He rose his chest already as he contineud his preparation wich each post he makes on the way. 12/- Probably going to release his current 'rage/fury' on... something or just into the air.
[ Jahana whispers, "
[#] Yanaho Yunasi has left the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: [I should change her hair, shouldn't I..?]
[#] Yanaho Yunasi has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: [These colors look a bit awkward..]
[ You whisper "Trench gasps slightly and releases a soft sigh. He shakes his head briefly and states, quite a bit disappointed, "I have to go, dear one..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (xD)
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (She has golden markings*)
[ You whisper "
Yanaho Yunasi: [Gah.. it didn't change.. :fixes:]
Trench: (I really have to be going...)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen looks at him sadly, then quickly removes herself off him and sits up "Then you can go." nods her head to him." to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "
Abaddon Woodmyrk will logg off for now also.()
[ You whisper "Trench nods slightly, but not before releasing a smirk, "Don't worry... I eagerly await picking back up with this later on. Agreed?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
Yanaho Yunasi: [Oh, okay..]
[ Jahana whispers, "
Yanaho Yunasi: [:hugs: ^^]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen blinks oddly then shakes her head. "I fear we might not meet again. Like the last time." shrugs her shoulders." to you. ]
[ You whisper "
Trench: (Alright, until later, then...)
Yanaho Yunasi: [:nods: Sure thing.]
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ You whisper "Hm, well, we have met again... I wager we shall another time." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ You whisper "
[ Jahana whispers, "
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Goodbye Trench, it was a pleasure in seeing you again." to you. ]
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[ Silinrun's Forest whispers, "Hello" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Greetings?" to Silinrun's Forest. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Adrien Ravenloch, Trench.
* 3 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2721 total players online. Uptime 9 days 17:18
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2950
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[ Silinrun's Forest whispers, "If not, ttyl" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah, that explains it. I was wondering." to Silinrun's Forest. ]
[ Silinrun's Forest whispers, "XD" to you. ]
[ Silinrun's Forest whispers, "the dreams loaded in the same place near yours if you want to go there that way. Im going AFF now so I can use another alt and continue a RP battle with another" to you. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Hello sir, I apoligise for the other night, but my computer decided to take a day off..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah, I know how that goes." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Indeed. =\ Anyway we could arange and Ic meeting, preferably sometime soon?" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Adrien Ravenloch.
[*] Adrien Ravenloch has accepted your request.
[*] Adrien Ravenloch joins you.
Adrien Ravenloch: [n.n The ball game again]
Trench: (Best way to get a meeting.)
Adrien Ravenloch: [I remember, test to weed out the stupid, or short of attention.]
Trench: (Heh, something like that... That and I like the game.)
Adrien Ravenloch blinks as he spies the apparent leader somewhere out on the playing field. Pausing for a moment to consider what he should do, he shrugs noticably, and steps out onto the field. "Ho, Sir. I hear you hold much sway in these whereabouts, is this the truth?"
Adrien Ravenloch: [Ah, well if'n ya like it, then o'course it's a good test n.n]
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head. He looks to the ground, towards where his feet are knocking about a red ball, "Perhaps... But, if you're interested in playing a round, I can tell ya for certain..."
Adrien Ravenloch grins "O'course sir, nothing better than to go against a man on the field...usually with blades and the intent to kill, but I suppose this should be just as entertaining." Pauses for another moment, the grin fading from his face. "Knock the ball into the other persons area, right?"
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench spins about as he stands and moves back. He offers a slight smirk as he turns back, kicking the ball into the center position, offering a slight nod, "Aye, that's right... I'll let ye have first kick, even."
Adrien Ravenloch grins "Why thankye, I'll need all the help I can muster should I go against one skilled in such sport." With that said...he kicked.
Adrien Ravenloch: Gah n.n[]
Trench nods slightly, once more offering a bit of a smirk, "Don't worry... I always win..."
Adrien Ravenloch grins "I'm sure"
Trench turns to look to the lad, "Did you want to go another round, or have a discussion?"
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs absently "This is amusing...perhaps afterward, I'll need to practice sometime..." Grins broadly" I wanna give you a run for your money sometime."
Trench chuckles, but moves into position, "No better way than to just work at it... Alright, your kick, then."
Adrien Ravenloch nods and takes position. "Let's do it, then."
Adrien Ravenloch: [xD Dial up doesn't help]
Trench: (Ah, no, it certainly doesn't.)
Trench: (If it helps, first time I played, I was on dial up...)
Adrien Ravenloch: [xD It doesn't]
Trench: (Heh... Well, I hate to do this, but I owe you one meeting. But, now, dinner is calling me...)
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch: [Mkay]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Lemme know when you're back and we'll continue]
Trench: (Indeed.)
Trench moves off to the side, for the meantime.
[&] (7:59:04 PM) Away mode set.
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* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2791 total players online. Uptime 9 days 17:49
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[&] (8:07:11 PM) Away mode set.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Adrien Ravenloch: [brb rebooting]
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Zell Kioso has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Zell Kioso has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (8:53:30 PM) Active after 46 minutes.
[ You whisper "(returned.)" to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
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* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
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[ You whisper "." to Katmandu. ]
[ You whisper "?" to Katmandu. ]
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[#] Clifton Chenier has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Clifton Chenier.)
> I want to live. I want to love. I want to CHA, CHA, CHA.
[#] Clifton Chenier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
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* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
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* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
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(You see Cec Calabrian.)
> .................................
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Back" to you. ]
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch: [Ello]
Trench: (Mornin'.)
Trench: (Where were we?)
Adrien Ravenloch: [Ack, my comp didn't like going idle >.<]
Adrien Ravenloch: [repost if'n ya posted please]
Trench: (Where were we?)
Adrien Ravenloch: [After a game]
Trench smirks, "Well, that's a two to nothing score... Want to try again?"
Adrien Ravenloch sighs and shakes his head, letting it hang low in mock dispair. "No, no. I know when I've been bested. I guess I'll have to practice against someone else for a while..." Shrugs and looks up, dropping his charade and grining broadly "I was promised an answer as to wether or not you're teh lead man around these parts."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench chuckles as he stretches out his paw, "Indeed I am. Trench Wolfhound, at your service."
Adrien Ravenloch takes the paw politely, bowing his upper body over his hand slightly. "Adrien Ravenloch, at your service, Sir Trench."
Trench quirks a brow, curious. He seems amused, but offers a slight nod of respect in return, "And I at yours. Which brings me to ask, what is it I may do for you?"
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs absently. "I've recently been wandering, looking for a place where my services might be of use....well I had heard from some Lerdians, that this place nearly declared war on them..well I figured this would be as good a place as any too offer my services."
Trench chuckles as he nods a bit, "Almost declared war? Heh, aye, something like that... At any rate, aye, we're always in need of some decent furres. Though the source that sent you is rather questionable, I'm certain we can look beyond such things."
[#] Marnin Whitedoe has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Marnin Whitedoe has left the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs once more. "That was my understanding, mind you, I had enough tact not to come out and just ask...Anyway, I'm here looking for a job, and what not. If'n you're declaren war, I'm assumin you're tough enough to back it. That's why I've been seekin ya out."
Trench smirks slyly, yet nods in response, "Aye, I rather like to think that I am... We've been up to one of the most powerful armies in the lands, during our prime... That's not currently, but we're certainly working on such."
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
Adrien Ravenloch grins sideways. "So you'd be needin good men'an such, no? Then, indeed, I believe I've been lookin for the right place."
Trench nods, obviously in agreement, "I certainly believe you have... Though, I must tell you, it's actually Micheru that I've placed in charge of the local army."
[ Sepiana whispers, "Hey, it's Shemaine" to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs absently. "If'n you're a sample of the authoria' around these parts, this Micheru you said his name was? I think we should get along just fine."
[ You whisper "Hey, what's going on?" to Sepiana. ]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Not too much.. holiday travels *gag(" to you. ]
Trench shrugs a bit, "I wish I were... I've come to find, I'm quite a unique article... Micheru is quite an... Aggressive furre. He holds quite a bit of quality, but he is a warrior, through and through. Not the most pleasant of furres, but he certainly gets the job done."
[ Sepiana whispers, "you?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I've finished my travels... I've settled in, at least for a bit, for now." to Sepiana. ]
Adrien Ravenloch blinks absently, his eyes showing an odd calculating element. "Either way, I think my services may be put to good use here....though, I'd like to know what the options for military, and war oriented jobs are available."
[ Sepiana whispers, "cool.. what's been going on in DR?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I dunno. I haven't been able to get too much time in, as of late, unfortunately. Cotys left, I know that much..." to Sepiana. ]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Oh wow.. I know the last time I was on Jahana was pissed because no one was RPing, they were all OOC" to you. ]
Trench ponders on the question for a moment before answering, "That's a good one... Really, you'd have to ask Micheru. I leave the business to him. I keep myself too busy for micromanaging."
[ You whisper "I think that was the beginning to it." to Sepiana. ]
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Oh wow" to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch: [>.> I did.....he said to ask Jahana..]
Adrien Ravenloch: [>.<]
Adrien Ravenloch: [And I couldn't get in contact with her when she wasn't afk]
[ Sepiana whispers, "would you like me to get Shemaine on or is there no need for her?" to you. ]
Trench: (Jahana? That's strange... I wonder why...)
Adrien Ravenloch: [Said he wasn't good with people n.n]
[ You whisper "Eh, it's sounding like I may be getting off, soon." to Sepiana. ]
Ellia A're humms quietly to herself as she walks in, twirling her staff at her side. She shakes her head at the body on the ground and moves to a spot closer to the males, leaning against her weapon, raising an eyebrow as she watches what all the testosterone was about...
[ Sepiana whispers, "oh ok" to you. ]
Trench: (He really isn't... But he should still use your services. Just tell him I sent you to him. He should be more accepting, then.)
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
Adrien Ravenloch nods absently in responce. "Yes well, I'll have to do that then, Mister Trench. I must ask my leave now, for I have a few things to take care of, monetary matters and such of course." Flashes a quick grin. "I hope to play another round sometime, possibly lose gracefully."
Adrien Ravenloch: [gtg]
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Trench blinks at the abrupt disappearance, but shrugs, looking to the others within the field.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're giggles and leans on her staff, sizing Trench up "Well, talk dark and gruesome, how are things..?"
[ Sepiana whispers, "Lol this movie is stupidly funny" to you. ]
Trench smirks as his gaze fixes upon the lass, "They've been eventful." He steps forward a bit, "And what is it that they call your loveliness?"
[ You whisper "What movie?" to Sepiana. ]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Scary Movie 3" to you. ]
Ellia A're: Ellia, M'lord. Ellia A're, of the illustrious and probably not well known A're family, the same demon clan that led several invasions into heaven and the same that slaughtered countless numbers of angels, I am of course the Mistress of the A're clan, now, at your service...
Ellia A're flicks her neck, sending the long locks of hair infront of her to shade her face, even though her eyes shine through with a very dangerous glow "And you are Trench, lord of the Dark Realms, if I am not mistaken...?"
[#] Draconus raven has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench's brows raise, obviously a bit impressed at the introduction. He streches out a paw, responding, "Well, that I am... Seems you've done your research. To what do I owe this great pleasure?"
[#] Draconus raven has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're waves a hand to dismiss the formalities "Passing through, perhaps looking for some fun at the same time... speaking of which, you look like allot of fun, what does one have to do to gain a bed around here, no matter who previously inhabited it....?"
Ellia A're licks her lips as she continues "Some bloodshed may be on my highest list of things to do, though..."
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles a bit, but pulls his paw back and dips his head as he moves towards the exit of the field, "That tends to be on what manner of bed it is you seek..." He pauses briefly, his gaze looking back to the lass, "And who's blood you tend to shed..."
[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ellia A're smiles "Whoever's blode tastes the best... mind if I join you to your destination...? I am so very bored..."
Trench continues to walk from the room, "I'm off to show you to your chambers." With that, he steps from the field.
[ Sepiana whispers, "Sepiana twiddles thumbs in a bored manner. "My cat went outside, the brat."" to you. ]
Trench: Is this suitable?
Ellia A're smiles and leans on her staff "Mmmm... whos room is... or was.. this..?"
Trench looks about the room, almost as if he had seen it for the first time, "Truth be told, I'm not absolutely certain who last inhabited this one... It is the first of three... Hrm, public bedrooms, shall we say? But, as you can see, it's currently abandoned. However, if you're merely... Passing through, I'm certain it would do for a time?"
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're giggles, almost insanely, and tosses her staff, watching as the snake head opens and a blade streatches out as if from the throat of her favorite creature, 'biting' into the statue nearest the door "Mmmm, I may stay for a bit longer than just passing through, I have no place to go afterall... that is, if you can supply me with fresh kills, you may just gain yourself an ally among the A're..." She giggles again and walks up to him, running a finger along his chin "Well well, you aren't as gruesome up close, young Trench...."
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a single eye, quite obviously amused. He clears his throat a bit, placing his paw softly upon your own, "Well, we certainly could never turn down one such as yourself... If these accomidations aren't suitable, I may be able to find something a bit... Better..." He leans forward, his dark eyes staring into yours, "And I only appear young... One of the advantages of recreating your body every day..."
Ellia A're smiles and pulls away, grabbing her staff and yanking it free, the snake head shutting firmly "Oh, I realize that young one, but I'm pretty sure you aren't as old as I am... I don't believe you were but a youngling when I turned the sweet sixteen, sixteen hundred that is..."
Trench nods slightly, watching the staff release. "That... May be true..." He looks back towards you, appraisingly, "You look stunningly good for your age..."
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're smiles "Well, I like to think that I keep well... I was, afterall, the first Mistress of the A're, and have remained as such after my family died out..." she leans on the staff and looks around "Well... its nice for starters, but is missing the main things, a slave or two to keep me amused, and a mate, but I haven't had one of those in so long..." The ancient warrioress sighs and chews on a lip as if thinking "..mmm... the last husband I had died of a jealous suitor, and then the rest of them killed each other... so, it would be at least since before you were born..."
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, almost as if thinking back, "Been quite awhile since I've had a mate, myself... A few lovers, perhaps... Most mates tended to... Go their own way, so to speak. None exist, any longer." He offers a slight smirk, "Seems you need a rather strong mate. Hm, and I question whether you would be able to seek out one that you wouldn't otherwise consider to be a child..."
Ellia A're smiles and pats his chest "My mate would have to be strong, a requirement not a preference, and a youngling like you would be perfect, I have no quams about age seeing as most of my old mates were at least fivehundred years younger than I..."
Ellia A're smacks her stomach "And seeing as I have given birth to dozens of demons, I do think I look damn sexy, don't I...?"
Trench chuckles as he steps back, looking over the vision before him, "Indeed, very much so..." He offers a sly grin as his eyes finally reach your own, "Well, you're in luck... This land happens to hold residency to many a strong warrior. The strongest you'll find in the lands, I wager."
Ellia A're: [its qualms, isen't it...]
Trench: (It is.)
Ellia A're: [Ah well, tired... I'm a woman, I am allowed slip ups]
Trench: (I overlook such things.)
Ellia A're: [good, I make few mistakes, but the ones I do are always simple]
Ellia A're smiles "There is only one muscle that counts, Trench, haven't you heard that...? But, I could never love a man who could not match me both on the battlefield and in bed..."
Ellia A're: So tell me... how good are you either way..?
[#] Kassen has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans back, his tail swishing against the bench behind him, "I'm certain to find such is difficult..." He smirks at the question, "I've always felt myself to be... At least decent either way." The smirk upon his face reveals a hidden modesty.
Ellia A're laughs "Modesty... I never expected that, but lets see..." She steps forward and grabs him by the crotch, smiling up at him "Tell me, how many men have you killed, or beaten...?"
Trench's eyes widen a bit as you grab at him, but he responds with minimal hesitation, "Are we talking men, or kingdoms? For I've destroyed both... Both by my command, and under my sword. Wars have started and ended at my command. My tongue is as deadly as my blade, and both have been used in the defeat of all enemies that approach me."
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're begins rubbing your crotch slowly, enjoying the reaction "Its amazing how truthful you men suddenly become, and how much of braggarts you can be, when a woman has you.. by the balls..?" She pinches your scrotum and removes her hands "By your own hand, kingdoms, men, women, children, does it matter..? How much blood are you willing to shed, for an ideal, for a woman, for your lust...?"
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Trench leans forward, his eyes right into your own, his breath felt upon your lips as he replies, "To begin, I am alway shonest... I find honesty far more amusing than deceit..." He takes a brief pause as you release him, his paw reaching for your own, "As of what I would do... There is no furre that would stay my wrath should they be placed in my way. I've killed many of all, men, women and children... There is a reason I have been called the Lord of Darkness...."
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with micheru! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Ellia A're purrs, licking her lips as she allows her hand to be taken "And would you do anything for a woman who loves you..? For a woman you love..? Would you follow her whim, to the very end, and enjoy every, single, reward..?" She looks up at him, their eyes locking as she grips her staff "Would you leave your kingdom to burn, for a woman you love..? Answer correctly, and you will have yourself a Lady, a Lady of the Dark..."
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Siril Zhakiv has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "Abaddon emits a simple thought, hoping that Trench will pick up on it. <
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench smirks as he pulls your paw towards him, holding it upon his chest as he responds, quite simply, "It's begun to seem... That I am incapable of love. As I said, I am the Lord of Darkness for a reason..."
[ You whisper "
Ellia A're: That was not the question, Trench, it was a simple yes or no answer, but from what you say, I would guess the answer would be no, correct..?
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Trench smirks, shaking his head a bit, "If I were to find myself truly in love with a lass... There would be nothing that could stop me from doing every last thing possible for her."
[ Katmandu whispers, "Katmandu awakens and feels the unmistakable presence of her Master. She calls out to him without words, "Master, do you require my presence?"" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
Ellia A're smiles and moves forward, slowly licking the back of the paw that covers her own "If that is your answer, then you will have to try even harder to please me... A king should not be so weak that a woman could rule him. You may try again, when you are a little wiser, and I may give you an easier question... as I said, I would not love a man weaker than myself... And only the weak fall head over heels for a woman, or a man, they love.. Try me again in the morning, Trench, and you may find my opinion of you changed..."
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Micheru enters, sliding from the darkness of the bookshelves, moving quietly, he creeps out, coming to watch, "Hello Lord Trench." Offering a stiff bow.
Trench smirks as he looks towards Micheru, offering a brief nod before returning his gaze to the lass, "As I said... I am incapable of love, because of such things. Were I to so easily fall for a lass, then that would be power one has over me... And I simply can't permit such."
Ellia A're smiles "Talk to me in the morning, Trench. Talk to me in the morning... And please, offer a little privacy to a lady in her room...?" She moves away, tossing her staff to the ground where it stands erect, the snake head having peirced through the ground as she makes her way to the bookshelf the other male had come out of, examining the items of literature lining the shelves, purring softly...
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles briefly before offering a respectful nod, and bowing out from the room.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Bah, my computer just decided to screw up.)" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Slyan Elem has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Mm, the place is gaining life, all of the sudden..
Jahana: Good evening, Trench, Micheru.
Micheru follows Trench in, quietly.. wordless, he takes a seat. Nodding to Jahana.
(You see Abaddon.)
> A beastly entity, with pale skin and a nasty disposition. The hair was platinum, and cascaded to the creature's lower back in the form of many spikes and the such. Build was quite muscular, and obviously meant to slay. The well defined arms were tipped with clawed talons instead of regular hands, and had only a pair of metallic gauntlets to protect. Lastly, the clothing consisted of black leather pants, boots, and a trench coat above all else. (FNP - Dictator)(KKKK - Grand Wizard)
(You see Slyan Elem.)
> A shrill cry rings out as the curved blade of an Edoryu knife slides against a whetting stone.Its bearer is clad in dark blue,&shod in black;with red bracers&a crimson cape.Long white hair hangs down unbound&gleaming cold,framing a face fair&sable-hued.Piercing eyes glance down upon her work,fierce they are&yet soft,revealing this Drowish womans inner nature:prone to great wrath&capable of the kindest mercy. jpg:hometown.aol.c^hunterexamus8386/images/sly
Abaddon manifests, but in quite the unusual way. One may feel as if darkness and chaos are working together, but.. it's something completely different. Abaddon has... grown, to say the least. Lest one of those in the room saw fit to slow his progress, he would actually spiral together in a manner of speaking. More or less, a small tornado-esque manifestation of darkness. Of course, once he steps out of it, it all vanishes into nothingness.
[ You whisper "
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Micheru whispers, "
Abaddon smacks Furc.()
[ You whisper "
Katmandu wanders in after the other have to take her place between the two thrones.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Done now?)
[ Micheru whispers, "
Abaddon: (Verily.)
Katmandu: [who me?]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Trench smirks slightly, offering a slight nod to Abaddon, "A greeting to you, lad. Is all goind well?" He looks about, as if in sudden realization, "Why do we always spend such time, here?"
[ Micheru whispers, "[Forgive me if I'm not talkative, I don't recognize Abaddon's existance.]" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "(Ah. That's the one, eh?)" to Micheru. ]
Jahana shrugs. "I wonder that myself. These thrones can get damned uncomfortable after a while."
Abaddon nods, then shrugs. "Indeed, for the most part. I trust life has been treating you well?" Of course, he slips over to sit infront of Jahana's throne! Infact, he winks to her in the process of such. "Well... if you're uncomfortable.. what's the point in sitting there? It isn't as if there's an apparent need for formality."
[ Micheru whispers, "He harassed me and posted logs of me raging against his harassing in public." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Micheru whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[#] Satanious has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Micheru whispers, "
Trench: I'm sorry, you all would have to excuse me...
Micheru snuggles![]
Trench: (Wierdo.)
[ You whisper "(Sorry about the abrupt leaving... RL calls, yet again.)" to Katmandu. ]
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Ellia A're, Katmandu, Satanious, Kassen, Micheru, Slyan Elem, Jahana, Abaddon, Trench.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 3084 total players online. Uptime 9 days 20:30
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3122
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[ You whisper "(Someone should tell that one lass that for the charecter she's playing, she should have a much better desc... The one I was flirting with, that is.)" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "Yes." to you. ]
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[&] (10:49:53 PM) Away mode set.
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* 2990 total players online. Uptime 9 days 21:27
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3122
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Katmandu, Trench, Kassen.
* 5 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "." to Elliar Rein. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "hey" to you. ]
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "
[ Amara Longless whispers, "busy? if not i could bring Sabrina on... *is player of Sabrina Dragon*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, kinda... Drinking games." to Amara Longless. ]
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[ Amara Longless whispers, "ha ha" to you. ]
[ You whisper "You laugh, but one round in and I'm already feeling... Numb." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "what sort of shit are you drinking! O.O" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "Name it..." to Amara Longless. ]
[ You whisper "Chances are, I'm drinkingit." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "ha thats interesting" to you. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "i'd have Sabrina join you but i dont know how happy Ravina'd be if she found out... he he lol" to you. ]
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[ Aurrin whispers, "Uuhm.. er.. Mmmm.. dude? o.o wtf is going on infront of the throne room?" to you. ]
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[&] You have received 1 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
[ You whisper "." to Amara Longless. ]
[ You whisper "Why would Ravina be upset?" to Amara Longless. ]
[ You whisper "What was going on?" to Aurrin. ]
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[ Amara Longless whispers, "i dunno... sometimes she's just oddl ike that" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I don't think I get it..." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "dont worry i dont either" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, I know she wouldn't get upset because of me, then.." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "he he" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Does she have something to do with you?" to Amara Longless. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Amara Longless whispers, "Sabrina is her servant" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah! Now I remember who you are! Heh... Hrm... yeah, I could see how she might get wierd, then." to Amara Longless. ]
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Master of Hell has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenjji has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, arena!
[#] A violent shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Amara Longless whispers, "yah" to you. ]
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "I haven't seen Ravina in awhile." to Amara Longless. ]
(You see Alykia.)
> ~*www.whitecrow.4mg.com">Alykia K. Wolfhound*~ Angular features framed by oak leaves, delicate horns spiral upwards from her forehead. Moss decorate downwards across cheeks in rune like patterns as they disappear underneath a wide neck tunic. Long vest secured by silver chains, a silver claw hangs from leather choker encircling slender neck and a large saber strapped to her back.
Trench: I met an interesting lass, earlier...
[ Amara Longless whispers, "she's in the dark realm right now" to you. ]
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Alykia pads quietly down the hall, and in a rather odd uncharacteristic movement, leans over to offer her father a gentle hug in greeting. "Hrm?"
[ You whisper "Heh, yep, there she is..." to Amara Longless. ]
[#] Kenshin Himura,The Wandering Samurai has left the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs softly, "Sometimes I begin to think that maybe I need a stable lass in my life...
Trench: "
[ Alykia whispers, "Been takeing a semi break from rp to work on art and stuff. Been really seriosly behind.[]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Me too.)" to Alykia. ]
Alykia's head tilts slightly to one side, features softening within a gentle smile as she chuckles. "Thats always useful to have... I'd go on about the difficulties within relationships but.. I'm sure you already know them all. It would be nice to see you with a solid woman though."
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenjji has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs slightly, "A lass who seems to be quite... Regal, and rather aggressive, I believe has begun to seek to mate with me..."
Trench: (Please forgive me, been playing drinking games.)
Alykia's ears prick forwards, feature alightening with interest at this as she leans forward and muses. "Oh? Whom?"
Alykia: [Quite alright. Just got home, too out of it to care. Our squad is on 10hr shifts now. >.<]
Trench shrugs slightly, "I'm terrible with names... Anyway, she's like head of her family line..."
Alykia's brow furrows as she blinks with confusion. "What family?"
Trench thinks a moment, "A'ye? A're... Something like that..."
[#] Lorek has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Lorek.)
> He sits still away from all population murmuring words of no hope. His blank, white, eyes haunt you when you try to look at them. His hait is white as an elder's would be but he is no more than 13 years old. His cape Splits in two towards the bottom which is covered in bullet shots and cuts. Next to him lie a simple black staff, though this "simple" black staff creates much of damage to those who face him. He moves elegantly as if he was floating. http://www.freewebs.com/lorek_the_shadowsword/
Alykia's ears twitch as she blinks with moderat confusion. "A'ye? Such a short name.. odd.. If a woman is seeking you for mateship.. why is it you dont know her name? One would think you would take special note of it."
Trench chuckles, "I should know... I would recognize it... I don't know, alot seem to seek me out, but it's rare that one is so aggressive about it."
Alykia's muzzle wrinkles as she giggles gently. "Have a fetish for violent women, papa?"
Trench chuckles, "Why would I not want a female as aggressive in life as myself? I fight hard for my position, it seems only fair a lass fight equally so for my paw."
[#] Lorek has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenshin Himura,The Wandering Samurai has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
Alykia's head shakes as she smiles warmly across to him, the chuckle deepening. "Nothing at all.. I'm just picking on you. I kind of like the same in my own mates.." A low sigh slips out as she casts a found look over one sholder to the sword straped to her back. "Jago was amazing.. strong, reserved and quite violent if you got on his temper.. I miss him deeply." Head shakeing, she looks back to Trench once more. "I hope it works out... would kind of like a mother too sence mom died. Is she nice?"
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Trench shrugs a bit, "I don't think so... Perhaps you should meet her before I decide... I was thinking of taking up Cotys, but she left..."
Alykia blinks with surprise. "I thought you and Cotys were related."
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, "She is a shadowlyng... I made her that way, but that's all..."
Alykia's lips tilt with a sad smile. "Cotys was smart and nice.. really looked up to her.. think there is any way to be able to ask her to return?"
Trench shrugs, "It's been very stressful for her, here... I don't even try."
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[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenshin Himura,The Wandering Samurai has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Alykia sighs quietly as she nods and looks to the ground. "Have you ever thought of retireing?"
[#] Kenjji has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I have... But how can I? Look at my position... Without it, I wouldn't hold have the advantages I have.
[#] Prophesy has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Prophesy.)
> Pure white silken tuffs of fur endow this lithe and fluid egyption mau. Gentle tuffs of fur that sprout from the tips of lage ears dance through the breeze with even the slightest of movements. delicate rune like markings tattooed across the mysterious and silent creature, her frame is hidden from view by a long silken violet cloth. [Straight] [No Concent] bmp:img.photobucket.c^albums/v108/Listless/8
Alykia's head inclines within a quite nod, gaze lowering to eye the stones within the floor silently for a time before museing and glanceing twoard the exit. "I talked to Jaguar.. my son's mate.. Offered her the spies.. she was quite enthusiastic."
Trench: Aye? That is good... I keep fearing things are going downhill while I'm away, around here.
Alykia chuckles halfheartedly. "When are things not 'going downhill'? Still think a spar would be nice.. but then I guess it can wait for when everyone is not so tired."
[ Alykia whispers, "got bored and drew a pic of aly. really like it. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v108/Listless/thinking.gif" to you. ]
Trench: Keep asking, you'll get your chance.
Trench: But, for now, speaking of tired, I should be on my way.
Trench: (Hey, that is rather nice.)
[#] Prophesy has left the Dark Realm.
Alykia: [thankies. ^.^ Learning from youl on how to color it.]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: (I hope that works out well. Alright, I'm outta here. Gotta sleep off this alcy...)
Alykia's head inclines within a nod as she offers a gentle smile. "I should too.. sleep tight Father.. And I know I dont say it much, but I love you." With that she pushes to a stand and offers a chast hug before pulling back to go to bed.
Alykia: [rest well. :-)]
Trench smirks as he nods, "And I you, my daughter... Until later, then.." And with that, he fades into the shadows.
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(You see Valletta.)
> A presence of darkness creeps close. Stillness falls upon the area as if there were a predator pursuing prey. Hair dyed blood red from those whose blood she has spilt, falls aimlessly over her shoulders. Eyes of the darkest shade of red that they almost seem iris-less, constantly scrutinize all in the environs around her. A small grin adorns her striking face as a small crimson tongue comes out of her mouth to lick her lips. [Librarian - Raven's Ford] [Queen of Vahnia]
(You see Meya-lee Moondance.)
> Hi
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with elli! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Sublime.)
> I wait for you here, and here shall I always. Till the cities and mountains crumble to ash. I'll stand here and look out past the horizon. And wait for you and my heart to come back. [www.tiku.deviantart.com] [ooc] [Am'Toumoei] [6h,18m]
(You see Sakura Kitsune.)
> A lithe femme sleeved in pink fur cloaked black with lilac spots of sakura petal shapes, her figure demure with modest curves and subtle tone, she brushes her lavender hair aside of blue eyes with taloned fingers. Draped over her form a full kimono printed with a scene of a blooming cherry blossom tree in a windswept field the sleeves depicting day on left to night on right her waist secured by a red obi with feet in bamboo zouri. Her face is covered by an ornate kitsune mask.
(You enter the dream of The Slayers.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 281)
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[#] ...someone seems to have vanished.
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Omphale: >.>
(You see Omphale.)
> Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night toss and turn and dream of what I need. I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night He's gotta be strong And he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light. http://omphale1.tripod.com/
Omphale: Well, fancy seeing you here.
Trench smirks, "Indeed. You've been hidden."
Omphale: Not really.
Omphale: I lurk in the Ballad Tavern.
Trench: Ah, I've never been there.
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Omphale: It's quite nice. Thiad made the dream.
Lyor: SEX
Trench: A peaceful place, I wager...
(You see Lyor.)
> A chill runs up your spine as this shadow of a furre passes you, locks of black obscuring dark blue eyes. The eyes of a loner. A single scar runs down the right side of his face, the mark of a once fought battle. Only black clad his figure, over unmarked fur of an identical hue. This one was a theif, a blade at his back and a red pendant around his neck. You turn to face him, only to discover he's gone...#c6 [Theif] [like my wocky colors? :-)) {Wocky morphic furre irl}
Lyor: FOR ME
Omphale: What? With Omphale around? Never people are always trying to goad her about now since she longer lusts for the kill.
Trench: Wasn't that cute? Anyway... That's good. I remember I had retired under a different name for awhile...
Omphale: Oh did you? Hmm.
Trench: It was awhile back, now... Sometimes consider it, again.
Omphale: I almost retired Omphale. But in the end I decided not to. She's a riot.
Trench nods a bit, "I could see that... I think I've been away too long... The Realm's dying..."
Omphale: The...Dark Realm yes? Is that were you've been keeping yourself?
Trench: Makes sense, doesn't it? Yeah, when I'm around at all, I'm there trying to keep the peace.
Omphale: Heheheh. Well, perhaps have your character travel. Mine does, a little more elegantly now. But still it's something exciting.
Trench: Excitement has never been the problem, for me... It's keeping furres there that I've been having troubles with.
Omphale: Eh. I can't give you any advice there because for me I would just say good riddance. If I didn't have my character go tavern hopping I think she'd lose her mind. Having to live in an exotic isle with her significant other... poor thing.
Trench: Heh, during my death, that was a kind of version of 'heaven' for me...
Omphale: Death....right.. Heh. But yes that is the place established.
Trench: Well, that does sound fairly good.
Omphale: It's in the middle of a remodel. I get bored with my dreams too quickly.
Omphale: So it's a disaterous heaven at the moment. XD
Trench: Heh, what's the mate think of that?
Omphale: Oh pah. I'm too lazy to correct myself.
Omphale: Err...he doesn't mind really. His character is too lazy now to put his foot down.
Trench: Hrm. I didn't think it in you to find such a laid back type... Heh, goes to show what I know. Still, good. Let's you do what ya like.
Omphale: He wasn't at first. My character made him so. Spoiled him rotten.
Trench: Nice...
Trench: I've never had that problem. =P
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Trench: Well... I should probably get back to the Realm...
(You see Anthro John Lennon.)
> High priest of the St. Toma cults in and about the Omai Empire.
(You see Omphale.)
> Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night toss and turn and dream of what I need. I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night He's gotta be strong And he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light. http://omphale1.tripod.com/
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[#] Kit'n has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
Trench: Hey, Kit...
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Kit'n smiled softly. "Good Morn, Mi'lord," she replied, her voice echoing slightly in the high chambers of the hall. "How goes thus far?"
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench quirks a brow, curiously... "I'm not sure... Something interesting happened last night... Hrm, have you seen the other lass that's around somewhere?"
[ Omphale whispers, "Sorry, had to let someone else use the computer. Nice chatting with you." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Oh, you too. Take care of yourself, alright?" to Omphale. ]
Trench: That answers that question...
Kit'n frowned, and shook her head. "Other lass?" she asked, not sure who he was talking about. There were several she knew of, of course; Kat, for one, and Isis were the two that came to mind.
Trench follows into the bar...
[ Omphale whispers, "Yes, thank you very much." to you. ]
Trench nods over towards Tiye, "Mornin', lass."
Kit'n watched him almost curiously, and followed silently behind him into the bar. She sat beside him on the floor when he took his seat, and rested her head against his knee comfortably.
Tiye lifted her head up from it's bowed position and turned about, her palms broke away from one another as they had formerly been placed out in front of her as if she was in prayer. Jade eyes met Trench's as she dipped her head low in greeting. "Good morning to you, lord Trench."
Trench chuckles slightly to himself briefly before turning to glance to Kit, his gaze turning between the two as he begins, "So, I had an interesting night... There was a lass that came by, right after an interesting soccer game..."
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Kit'n glanced up at him, keeping her cheek against his knee. "Oh?" she asked him, encouraging him to go on with his story. "A lass?"
Tiye straightened her head some, paws moving to rest in her lap softly as she listened to his words, brow arched as he mentioned a lady present after something called 'soccer.' "My lord....what is this soccer?"
Trench thinks back a moment, offering a slight shrug from his lack of memory. He looks back to the royal lass, "Soccer? Oh, I'd have to show you, sometime... It's a rather athletic sport. One I'm quite good at, if I say so, myself..." He then continues on, "So, aye... This lass... Hrm, I can't quite remember her name, but I do recall that apparently she's the head of her family line, and seems to be of some race that has... Quite a long lifespan... I don't know how, but she seemed to know quite a good deal of me..."
Kit'n looked curious for a moment, but didn't ask the question that she had. Rather, she shifted a bit so that she was more comfortable against him, and she thought for amoment. "What race would that be?" she asked instead.
Tiye would blink, as common as it may have been in this land, she had never witnessed any athletic sport in her life. She would simply nod, eager to learn of what was called 'soccer'. She listened on to Trench's words, daring not to interrupt again.
Trench thinks back, a moment, before lifting his shoulders a bit, "Y'know... She never told me. But, she did state that she was... Well... Quite old. I tell ya, though, she looked quite good for being a few thousand years old. Still, I always get a bit nervous around furres that claim such ages. Anyway, so, she was quite... How to say... Aggressive. Caught me quite a bit off guard. Heh, basically, she had stated that she was coming by to take a position at my side... I must admit, her tactics were... Quite effective."
Kit'n's eyes widened slightly in disbelief. "A thousand years old? I'd kill myself before I lived that long. How could one hold on to their sanity for that long?" she asked, unable to help herself.
Tiye lowered her eyes quickly as he spoke of such a female. She bit her lip sharply, somewhat...depressed by this news. Again she would also remind herself that it was none of her business. She smiled, despite her own feeling and rose. "Ah. My lord, may I wish you all the happiness in the world then. Since only those who last that long can be considered...deities. This Goddess, must be perfect for you." She wuld bow shortly and begin to walk at a hurried pace to the exit.
Trench lifts a single shoulder, "One must be quite gifted to keep things entertaining for so long... I wager you gain a lack of sympathy for the typical race." He quickly turns his head, looking to the lass as she races out, "Wait, Tiye! What's wrong?"
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye glanced back only just, her eyes gave the perspective of bewilderment and perhaps sadness, but quickly narrowed as she turned her head back. "Nothing is wrong. Nothing. I wish you well." She was not entirely truthful however, though she would never speak her mind fully in the presence of his slaves. Once she managed to leave the bar she would stand outside against the wall in brooding silence.
Kit'n blinked, and shifted to allow her gaze to follow the girl as she left the room. She looked a little confused herself, and turned up to face Trench. "Mi'lord?" she asked softly, not sure of what to do.
[ You whisper "
Trench smirks a bit as he looks up, "Ah, that's her, now..."
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
[ Tiye whispers, "Tiye could not respond though she very much wanted to, seeing as she did not contain the gift of telepathy. However she would return inside of the bar again." to you. ]
(You see Tiye.)
> Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. The arches defined her being seen throughout a kalasiris draped beneath a linen sheath of crisp white. Scarlet sash about her thin waist was knotted and draped neatly. Carcanet collar about her neckline is completed with carnelian, lapis lazuli, chrysoprase, and so forth. Bare footed paws exceed splendorous adornments for the eye to feast upon.
Trench shrugs a bit, "You really should stick around... You leave in the middle of a story, and you never know what you miss."
Kit'n shook her head slowly, and pulled a bit back from Trench. "Should I go and see if she's alright?" she asked, not noticing the girl's return into the room.
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
Trench shakes his head a bit, "I don't think it'll be neccessary... However.." He looks up to Ellia, "I think we should go talk..."
Tiye shifted her eyes away, standing in a great distance away, paws left to her sides. Her braids brushed over her shoulder as she bowed her head some. "Forgive me, for assuming..." She would not go on, as he seemed pre-occupied again.
Kit'n looked over at Ellia as Trench looked up to her, and lowered her eyes. "I think I'll go into the gardens," she said lightly, getting up to her feet. Trench, apparently, needed to speak with the pale femme privately, and she wasn't going to keep them from it.
[ You whisper "
Ellia A're raises an eyebrow and takes a seat, twirling her staff as she does so, yawning loudly and picking at her teeth, tossing her hair from infront of her face. Ellia pulls a peice of flesh out of her teeth before throwing it to the ground and giggles almost insanely as it shrivels up. She steps on it with her bare foot and leans against the table she sat at...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
Tiye would turn and leave as well without another word spoken. The baths were awaiting her anyway and beside that she had some of her own work to do. One glance given to the femme with the silver hair, and her rather...common looking headdress. Or at least to Tiye. Her own contained jewels and was constructed of gold, much more elegant. However Tiye could always afford the best of things. Smirk moved to her lips as she made to leave again.
Trench quirks a brow as he looks towards the shrivelled up flesh. He offers a brief shrug before standing, walking past the lass, atching her as he walks by. He offers a slight nod to Tiye as they both begin to leave, "We'll talk, soon..." And with that, he departs, offering Ellia to follow.
Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
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[*] Ellia A're joins you.
Ellia A're twirls her staff and sits down, leaning back in her chair and crossing her ankles over the table, raising a silver eyebrow at the man across from her "Yes..?"
Trench settles in within his seat, leaning back against the chair, "Welcome to my... Personal chambers... I've taken up some thought on last night's events. You caught me quite off guard. However, over the night, I've been able to clear off my head a bit and realized a few things. The Realm, my kingdom, is most important to me. There is nothing that stands over it. It is, and always has been, my first priority. Always will be. If you seek something of me, you'd never get it, unless this Realm became an equal priority for you."
Ellia A're purrs quite loudly and sits up, licking her lips as she places both elbows on the table, resting her chin in the cup of her right palm and idly scraping one dangerous-looking nail across the table "Well well well, you have set your priorities straight, I may end up liking you..." She half-closes her golden eyes, offering him a peircing gaze through them "You could become one of the great kings, the kind you only hear about in legend, but never have a chance to meet personally, with an attitude such as that... Now tell me, what would you want, for your woman...? A woman who is not afraid of anything, even you, or a woman who would quell beneath your gaze...?"
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Trench leans forward, is elbows pressed against the table, "First off... I am a legend. I've conquered this land a number of times. Only reason I don't have a hold now is because I get bored and release it. It is, after all, the challenge that is truly amusing, for me. It's not my fault that this damned land can't keep history records for crap." He then leans back, once more, "Secondly, as for what I seek... I wish a female much like myself. Able to hold her own, one who can take responsilibity... The problem part is, I seek a ruler. A queen truly worthy to reign at my side. One who holds herself with pride, who can be diplomatic and is able to keep public appearance as a strong ruler. Yet, one who places me above all other things. There is nothing in the land more important to me than the loyalty of those around me."
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
[ Kit'n whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "[Did you get that last whisper?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(No...)" to Kit'n. ]
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[ Kit'n whispers, "[Sorry, using Furnarchy and it's messing up a little bit.]" to you. ]
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* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiye! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
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[ Arnold QuikStryke whispers, "I wanna stab my computer. :-(" to you. ]
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[ Arnold QuikStryke whispers, "Sorry, wrong furre.[]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(S'alright.)" to Arnold QuikStryke. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "Kit'n, by now, was walking past the waterfalls and into the baths, where the sound of the water all around soothed her.
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[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
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[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
Ellia A're purrs as she watches him "For one who feels no love, you are very passionate about certain things..." She smiles, her tounge tracing over one of her sharp fangs "Lets see..." She walks over to him, teasingly running a finger across his shoulders "Well, lets see..." She leans over him, resting her chin on his shoulder "An enemy castle sends an emissary to you, asking for peace after a war they started, I would agree to the peace, but only under the condition that they pledge fealty to the Dark Realm, and as proof, surrender something of value to you.. what would you request, Trench..? Something that would keep an entire kingdom loyal, without giving them incentive to revolt...?"
Trench smirks as he looks up, his gaze attempting to see your face, but perhaps a bit distracted by the view in between. He shake shis head a bit, but his paw reaches up to touch upon your paw, "Well, last time I asked for their head warrior and one of the advisors."
[ Kit'n whispers, "
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Ellia A're smiles and purrs into his ear, her mouth hovering mere inches away "That, Trench, is the thinking of my first husband, a good choice, but not the best..." She moves away, her tail slowly resting itself on his shoulder and rubbing his chin and neck "Warriors and Advisors are expendable, Trench.. but a prince, is not. Fearing for their son's life, the Royalty of that realm would never think of attacking, and for one month a year, he may stay at their kingdom, provided he returns at the end of that month, giving them a reason to stay loyal, even if it is only so they can plot to rescue the prince on that one month, but your power is so vast - they would be foolish to retaliate..."
Trench nods slightly, his gaze looking back towards the table, resting his neck a bit more, yet his paw remains lightly over your own, "Perhaps... But, the prince was already in my pocket, as it was. And their warrior seemed to be more revered to the kingdom in general than the prince was. The warrior was also of greater use to me as my own warrior than the prince would've been. And, it was offered only because they so desired peace because we had hurt their kingdom so after so many attacks. So, really, I suppose it depends on the extended circumstances."
[#] Thomas Bruce has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Thomas Bruce.)
> A strange apparition; not horse, not man; but Minotaur in its finest specimen. Broad chest, huge, powerful flanks, back straight and unyielding. Darkness abounds, in his pitch black hair, in his intelligent black eyes, his chocolate fur. Standing at a full 6 feet at his waist, he looks powerful enough to not need the wickedly sharp sword strapped across his shoulders... A sadistic glint glimmers in his eyes; this one enjoys inflicting pain.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ellia A're purrs some more and removes his paw from her own, sitting in his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning back "Well, you may have your lady yet... Now, tell me, would your Queen, as wise, beautiful, and deadly as she would need to be, be respected by yourself, and not mistreated as I have witnessed many Daemon Lords in the past do to their women...?"
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, his paws beginning to comb through your hair, "I am no daemon... I am a shadowlyng. I am a unique rarity, I assure you. I hold my reputation in high regard. I am a diplomat, to say the least. Were I found to be unjust in any manner, well, that just wouldn't do... Yes, I am ruthless to my enemies, but to those that claim loyalty to me, my kindness is unlimited. My respect is given as it is recieved. To beat upon those that stand at your side is, to say the least, most foolish."
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[#] Roselani has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
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Ellia A're leans up and holds her face close to his, so that her nose touches the tip of Trench's "One last question, Trench... could I have a slave, too..?" She puts on a psuedo pout and leans back, looking up at him, he had answered her questions correctly, and should he want it, he would have a Queen, he need but only ask...
[ Kit'n whispers, "
Trench smirks as he looks back down into your eyes, his tongue laps out, offering a lick upon your lips before answering, "Why not? I have several of my own..."
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[#] Rturgort has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're smiles, purring up at him "Now, Trench, would you enjoy having a Queen such as myself...?" She traces a rune along his chest with one long nail, being sure that he feels the tip through the clothing. Ellia's tail moves out from behind her and wraps around Trench's arm, the furry limb moving over the muscle it finds there...
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, " " to you. ]
[#] Silvra Darkblade has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench growls as he lifts you from his lap, setting you next to him, quickly, but gently, "Welcome to the Realm... Business has come up. Gotta act quick. You prove yoruself to me, first... We'll discuss more in a bit, but for now... I need to know you'll be good for the Realm." With that, he stands and raises his paw, teleporting to the tavern.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Kit'n's eyes widened as Thomas grabbed Samme by the collar and pulled 'him' close, and she looked frightened. "Hey there, let him go," she said, moving a little closer to the boy in his grasp.
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Samme let out a little squeal of fear and thrashed against Thom; she'd known him since she was but a kit, and she knew he'd kill her without a second thought. "Nae," she managed, kicking against him as hard as she could. She drew as deep a breath as she was able to- the bindings were on again, but not as tightly as they'd been recently- and let out a scream of terror.
Thomas Bruce looked at the girl in his grasp with something like pleasant surprise, then smiled maliciously. "Ah, s'ere ye are," he growled, standing and lifting her up high. He didn't pay attention to anyone else in the room, Samme was the one he wanted. The fear in her eyes made him smile wider, as if she'd done something right for once, and he pulled her face close to his. "Ye dun know 'ow long I've waited fer this," he hissed in her ear, wrapping an arm around her to hold her thrashing still.
Trench's claws quickly draw as he reaches under his coat, "Hold it, lad... I'm not one for interfering with business, but yer messin' with one under my protection, and I don't take kindly to bad things happening to those I'm sworn to keep safe... I suggest ya put the lass down, lest you discover why I'm considered a legend on the battlefield..."
[#] Silvra Darkblade has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're sits quietly, her hair draped around her form like a cutain of silver, her eyes the only things seen through the sheet of hair, her staff resting lightly on her bare shoulder as she watches the beings nearby, sighing and shaking her head "Pathetic excuse of a male..." Ellia keeps her eyes on Trench, raising an eyebrow as she moves her hair back behind her head. Crossing her legs, Ellia quietly watches, waiting to see the outcome...
Kit'n made a faint sound of fear as she backed up a step. The one fear she had, the one that she couldn't control, was unfolding right before her eyes; violence was something she couldn't handle. She'd simply seen too much of it in her time, and she backed up another step, stumbling over the chair behind her.
Samme only fought harder as Thom held her tightly- she couldn't breathe at all trapped like this, and he must have known it, as she slowly started to calm her struggles. Not of her own will, obviously, but because she simply couldn't keep it up without being able to breathe. She made a quiet whimper, just before consciousness fled her and she lay still against his broad chest.
[#] Zybst has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (11:21:24 AM) Away mode set.
Thomas Bruce glanced over at Trench, then back down at the girl as she fainted. "Mind yer own business, and I'll mind mine," he growled, letting up on his crushing grip on her chest so that she didn't die on him. He had other plans for this one, ones that would have her begging him to kill her before it was over with. "She's stolen a year and a 'alf of my time, my life, to 'unt 'er down, and now that I've got 'er, I ain't letting 'er go." He looked over at Trench again, and shook his head. "She's mine, by raider's rights," he warned softly.
Kit'n: [I have to go..]
Kit'n: [Let me know how it turns out.]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*A light giggle is heared next to your ear and Ellia's voice penetrates into your brain, a light use of telepathy* May I, Trench...? Or would you rather kill him yourself..?" to you. ]
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Trench shakes his head a bit, "First off, this is my business... It's my home yer invading. So, now you're raiding my home. Ever meet a warrior that didn't defend his home? The fact that you've wasted all your time, only to find your death here isn't my fault. You shouldn't have started..." With that, he leaps over the table, sword pulled from under his coat, as he stabs for the lad's back.
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "
(You see Zybst.)
> If you ask me I'll show you how to become a wolf...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Samme simply lay against Thom's chest, not breathing much easier than she had been with his arms around her tightly, but enough to keep her alive. She didn't move much at all, being unconscious, though she stayed unnaturally pale.
[#] Lazurious has entered the Dark Realm.
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(You see Lazurious.)
> I HAVE not transcended to the ineffable through fixed gradations, nor do I or the unfathomable lord of all foresee me doing so. As I project myself unto you as a mortal, my soul contradicts me; I am the immortal -- the incomprehensible -- even as I walk the plainest plains or stand victorious upon the loftiest of crags. I, the immortal -- the will of the dark shamans intents -- the creature born of the abyss -- have been sent forth as a sleeping wolf among sheep; tread softly and hastily.
[ Lazurious whispers, "What?" to you. ]
Ellia A're would watch Trench leap and she suddenly dissappears from her seat, having shot straight up, the powerful muscles in her legs propelling her quickly as she sinks the claws of her right hand into the ceiling, hanging upside down above the male at the table, the snake-head of her staff opening up with a dangerous hiss and a short blade protruding from the throat of the figurine, turning it into a spear of sorts which she then brings down at the equine's head, attempting to slice it open from ear to ear...
[ You whisper "
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
(You see Lazurious.)
> I HAVE not transcended to the ineffable through fixed gradations, nor do I or the unfathomable lord of all foresee me doing so. As I project myself unto you as a mortal, my soul contradicts me; I am the immortal -- the incomprehensible -- even as I walk the plainest plains or stand victorious upon the loftiest of crags. I, the immortal -- the will of the dark shamans intents -- the creature born of the abyss -- have been sent forth as a sleeping wolf among sheep; tread softly and hastily.
[#] Zybst has left the Dark Realm.
[ Lazurious whispers, "
[#] Zybst has entered the Dark Realm.
Thomas Bruce wasn't about to simply stand there when potential danger came at him, and he stepped forward, taking the blow on his flank. Probably just as deadly, but he could survive a little longer, anyway. He still had the girl in his arms, and stumbled down, luckily enough. The head of the spear would have scored across his face, from cheek to ear, and he let out a grunt of pain as he went down further. One arm moved behind his back to grab at his sword, and he tried to drag it free of it's harness. A hard glint entered his eye as he looked at the woman who'd stabbed him; she'd be his first target if given the chance.
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[#] Zybst has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kisaki Warua has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench releases the sword as the opponent grabs for it, his otehr paw drawing out a dagger that he uses his forward momentum for, to reach to the other side, offering to stab it there, as well.
[#] Kisaki Warua has left the Dark Realm.
Thomas Bruce: (He grabbed for his own sword, on his back)
Trench: (Ah, either way, the sword that stabbed you was left where it struck.)
Thomas Bruce: (K.)
[ Lazurious whispers, "
(You see Thomas Bruce.)
> A strange apparition; not horse, not man; but Minotaur in its finest specimen. Broad chest, huge, powerful flanks, back straight and unyielding. Darkness abounds, in his pitch black hair, in his intelligent black eyes, his chocolate fur. Standing at a full 6 feet at his waist, he looks powerful enough to not need the wickedly sharp sword strapped across his shoulders... A sadistic glint glimmers in his eyes; this one enjoys inflicting pain.
[ You whisper "
Samme gave a faint whimper as Thom went down; it wasn't much of a fall for him, but it was bone-jarring for her. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she gave a mewl of pain- her ribs would be black and blue for weeks after this- before she started struggling weakly again. Her eyes, if anyone noticed, were almost wild with panic.
Ellia A're grins with a feral intensity, Throwing her staff through the table next to them, the weapon sinking through the wood to stick there untill pulled out. Flexing her arms, she drops from the ceiling, landing between Trench and Thomas, twisting so Trench's arm goes around her as she kicks off, rolling her body over Trench's arm to land on her paws away from both of them, flexing her claws to cause a cracking noise as she rushes in, pushing off with her legs to flip over Thomas, bring her claws across in a raking motion, attempting to rip the flesh from the man's face as she passes over him. Weather or not she misses, she would land with both feet on the shaft of her spear, grabbing it with a free hand and grinning as
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're[c] she balances on it skillfully.
[ You whisper "
Ellia A're: [*notes, weapon was a staff, then a spear, still a spear >.>]
Ellia A're: [*]
Ellia A're: [bringing*]
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[ Lazurious whispers, "
[ You whisper "
[ You whisper "
[#] Sara Nickoli has entered the Dark Realm.
Thomas Bruce roared as Trench's dagger scored on his solid body, and he dropped Samme to the ground as he turned to retaliate however he could. He stopped however, at the woman's acrobatics, and simply stared. Until she raked her sharp claws across his face, that was, which was when he held his hands up to his eyes, praying he wasn't blind. Fury etched his features and he swung around, arms wide, to try and knock the woman from her perch. Trench, unfortunately, was temporarily forgotten in his rage.
Trench smirks slightly, taking advantage of the temporary lack of notice. He pulls out a small vial, a needle, filled with a blue liquid. He leans low, attempting to remain out of range and sight, and stabs the needle into the lower part of the minotaur's leg, pressing his thumb quickly upon it to pump out the liquid as quickly as possible.
(You see Sara Nickoli.)
> Detrimental gypsy; vexatious 'n wicked tendencies skillfully concealed beneath infantile exterior. Rosebud lips, upturned nose, pools of deep sapphire, and skin - flawless, save rusty freckles spalshed 'cross cheeks - all encased by dark ebony mane; shoulder-length. Sinfully delicious anatomy somewhat carelessly draped in a short red belly shirt; tight black jeans. Black ankle boots are adorned upon her small feet.
* You're back in the Vinca nexus again, the heart of Furcadia. You can reach many main areas from here. For peaceful chatting without any roleplaying, try Acropolis. To find a good roleplay dream, try Imaginarium. Meovanni is the in-between place, for easygoing persona play. To get help or learn something new, try the community center, Naia Green.
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[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Sara Nickoli.)
> Detrimental gypsy; vexatious 'n wicked tendencies skillfully concealed beneath infantile exterior. Rosebud lips, upturned nose, pools of deep sapphire, and skin - flawless, save rusty freckles spalshed 'cross cheeks - all encased by dark ebony mane; shoulder-length. Sinfully delicious anatomy somewhat carelessly draped in a short red belly shirt; tight black jeans. Black ankle boots are adorned upon her small feet.
Ellia A're, utilizing all of the agility that her dancer-like form gave her, shoots upwards, throwing herself off her weapon with one hand and catching herself on the roof with her feet, the claws coming from her footpaws sinking into the ceiling and holding her there as she crosses her arms, smileing as her hair hangs down near Trench's head "You missed..." She swings an arm down and snags her weapon, twirling it around and swiftly jabbing the spearhead twards the male's forehead, attempting to sink her weapon into the male's brain..
Ellia A're: [wb, Trench]
Trench: (Heh, thanks.)
Samme felt herself dropped to the ground, and she had the wind knocked out of her yet again. A sharp cracking sound accompanied her landing; something had broken, but there was no telling what it was until she came to again. The girl was in for a long recovery, if she made it through the day.
Trench: (Seems I wasn't the only one.)
Ellia A're: [heh]
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Trench: (Get all the posts?)
Thomas Bruce: [Not sure. I got Samme's, and Ellia's, was that everyone?]
Trench smirks slightly, taking advantage of the temporary lack of notice. He pulls out a small vial, a needle, filled with a blue liquid. He leans low, attempting to remain out of range and sight, and stabs the needle into the lower part of the minotaur's leg, pressing his thumb quickly upon it to pump out the liquid as quickly as possible.
Ellia A're: [yes, he got that I think]
Trench: (Just making sure.)
[#] Sara Nickoli has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [If you got samme's last one, where she landed on the ground, then your ok]
Thomas Bruce jerked back as he felt the needle plunge into his lower leg, and tried jerking his leg away, stepping dangerously close to where Samme lay. He reared back, then kicked with his powerful back legs at the suddenly remembered Trench. It would take a moment, anyway, for whatever was in the vial to take effect; he was a big man. Ellia's spear came close to it's mark, but the way he'd moved, it cut across rather than sank into his forehead. The blood flowed into his eyes, and he was blind with it for a moment.
Samme: [What's with the crashes today?]
Ellia A're: [I haven't had any o.o]
Trench: (Mine wasn't a crash, I just pressed a wrong button...)
Samme: [That's the second time I crashed since this started.]
Trench rolls back, the poison would end up knocking out the lad. It was a non-lethal poison, but not everything effectiev has to be lethal, as would soon be learned. Now it was merely a matter of waiting it out. He notices the feline he sought to protect and dove towards her, hoping to knock off the minotaur from his feet as he moves under it.
Ellia A're smiles and drops, landing ontop of the table and hopping off, scooping up the younger girl, her leg muscles taut as she lands on the ground so she can spring away, landing on the table she originally at at and laying the girl on a cushion, patting her head lightly as she kicks off once more, landing next to Trench and grabbing her spear where she had dropped it in order to gram the girl, gripping it in both hands as she takes another step back and waits...
Ellia A're: [grab* not gram]
Samme came to briefly as she was patted on the head, and doubled over in pain. She gave a faint mewl as she clenched her eyes shut and bit down hard on her lip, trying to keep from fainting yet again. She swallowed hard, and slowly lifted her head, trying to ignore the pain in her collar-area.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (11:57:56 AM) Away mode set.
Thomas Bruce felt a wave of dizziness come over him, and shook his head as he tripped over Trench, going down hard to the floor. He lay there, stunned for a few moments, before his eyes closed. The last thing he saw before the poison took him was Samme, and the last thought he had was how much he was going to enjoy killing the girl when he got free.
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(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Trench's breath finally catches up with him a bit, forcing him to begin breathing heavily, looking down upon the beast, "Well.. That was annoying... I never do like fighting minotaurs... Mean beasts... Dragons are worse, though... Still, I told him he didn't want to do it..." He shrugs a bit as he stands, wiping the dirt from his leather armor, "Fortunately, he won't be a further problem... That poison knocks a furre out, but once they awaken... Well, they tend to suffer from severe amnesia..."
Ellia A're walks over to the man and gives a swift kick at his head, looking at trench as she leans against her spear "Do we have any sort of doctor here that could help that poor girl, Trench..?" She turns to look at Samme and clicks her staff against the ground, the spearhead retreating as the snakehead snaps back to normal, returning once more to a staff...
[ Lazurious whispers, "