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Mertonius
08/01/2002 7:41 PM

What would happen if a bunch of teenagers, fantasy buffs and computer techies get called upon by the mages of Wayreth to save Krynn from the devastation of the Dragon Armies instead of the Heroes of The lance? Let us see how they would fare in......


---------------------------Wanderers of Krynn--------------------------------

(OOC: Introduction and player set up first. Then we'll start when we have enough players on. This is basically an introductionary gaming for those new arrivals and those who want to rub elbows with them.) I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Kitiara99
08/01/2002 7:45 PM

Sounds cool... I'm joing as soon as I get a character together. “We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Dark_Master
08/02/2002 1:21 AM

OOC:Would you be able to elaborate a bit more.....'fantasy buff's?'...... Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mertonius
08/02/2002 6:24 AM

OOC: Guys like us Dark :D :D I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Dark_Master
08/02/2002 6:29 AM

OOC: HEHE...Oh ok...i got ya..... Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Kitiara99
08/02/2002 7:34 AM

OOC: Well I'll be brave and go first.... Tell me if this is what you had in mind Mertonius, I think I understand what you're getting at but then again I may be wrong.

BIC: Sara sat on her bed, deeply engrossed in yet another fantasy novel. Now that her computer priveleges had been taken away, she went through several books a day on average. The tall 17 year old had dark curly hair streaked with very temporary pink dye (it had to wash out before school started in a few weeks).

Her younger sister shrieked at the top of her lungs, and Sara was forced to get up and go see what was the matter. How she hated babysitting. At least her mom would be home in a few hours to take Sara to her horesback riding lesson. She rather disliked these lessons, seeing as her class was filled with preppy girls who were more interested in whose parents had bought them a prettier horse, or whose new riding boots were the coolest. Why then did she continue to go, twice a week, to these classes? For the same reason as she suffered through fencing courses with middle aged moms at her local community school. These were the activities her fantasy heroes engaged in, and she preferred to live her life in a dream world.

“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Dark_Master
08/02/2002 9:39 AM

OOC: hehe....i have a character.....but i'll post it later....have to work out the kinks in him. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Dark_Master
08/02/2002 10:15 AM

OOC: I'll give his physical description just now though. Short spiky dark hair with blondish lowlights, emerald green eyes, slender but works outs out alot. Just under 6 ft tall.....in short a god damned handsome guy, and he knows it. He's a spoilt rich kid. Usually wears a tight fitting long sleeved, D&G black top with a pair of black trousers to match. His looks are everything next to his fantasy novels and computer. He tries his hand at hacking every now and then. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mirror
08/02/2002 11:47 AM

"Hey, Auntie Sam, show us how you beat that monster on your computer game again!!!"

"Ok then munchkins, if you really must witness the greatness of me in action once again, then lets go!!!!"

The four sat in Sam's bedroom, glued to the television screen that was linked up to her most prized posestion next to her fantasy books and her purple trousers with the large flares (which she happened to be wearing at that moment! ;)), her gams console. She switched it on and her two nephews and niece watched in amazement as their Auntie Sam skillfully manuvered the computer sprite on the screen to victory against the evil queen of darkness. The three children let out a large "YAY!!!" as Sam once again kicked, punched and spell casted her way to victory.

The 20 year old woman sat back with a satisfied look on her face, "WHo's the best at computer games this side of the Atlantic?!!!!" she asked the three children, a warm glint in her hazel eyes.

"You are!" shouted the three children, and with that they all promptly jumped on her, sending her flying backwards. After much laughing and play fighting, Sam called a halt to the frivolity. She sat up and pushed her shoulder length dark brown hair out of her eyes as it promptly fell back into them. She giggled and turned to the two oldest children, the two boys Michael and Matthew,

"Hey, you two Munchkins wanna see if you can get good enough to beat your old Auntie at one of her games? You gotta do a lot of practice though, feel like starting now?"

"Yeah!" said Michael enthusiastically.

"Well, just pick a game and put it in, you know how to work it, don't you? Just make sure you don't break it and no fighting, otherwise it get's turned off!"

The two kids gave no answer as they were already engrossed in one of the games. Sam picked the youngest up, Sarah, who was just 2 and a half, and took her into the living room for a nap. After a look at some of Sam's pictures that she had drawn of any number of fantasy beings ranging from dragons to elves, Sam began to sing to her little niece. A few bars later and she was asleep. She lay her down on the sofa, kissing her forehead gently before she left. "Sleep well Chibi!" she said softly to her sleeping niece and went to settle down to read a book until her sister and mother got back from shopping.

She walked past a mirror in the hall, and caught a glimpse of her reflection as she passed. She stopped and pondered it for a moment. Her dark brown hair was unruly from the tousel with her nephews, her cheeks slightly flushed. Her hazel eyes were framed by large dark eyebrows that she had to fight with to keep in some semblence of order. Sam sighed. She saw nothing special about herself. She seemed all out of proportion, too chubby.......physically she didn't feel like she had a lot going for her. She certainly couldn't hold a candle to any of the characters in her fantasy books..........no long blonde curls, no shapely figure, no large breasts.............she was just average. But al least she was smart, she had that going for her at least.

She sighed again as she walked away and made herself comfortable at the kitchen table. She looked down at the book in her hands. She supposed that she should'nt be reading books like this anymore, seen as she was now officially the wrong side of her teens (albeit by about 3 months), but she loved the stories too much. It was her form of escapisim, and why shouldn't she be allowed to escape any way she wanted? It wasn't as if she ever did anything else much apart from work, read or play on her game console. She sighed again. If only something interesting would happen! If only she could get transported into one of these relms that she was reading about, where dragons, elves, goblins and orcs were common place. A relm where she would be free to learn the art of magic, to hone her physic skills. She rubbed her shoulder with the half sun/half moon tattoo on it absentmindedly.

If only something like that would happen............................

Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

DarkMistress
08/02/2002 2:16 PM

((OOC: ok I'm gonna try this..newbie trying to roleplay..lol))

Description: Amber is a single working woman in her early 30's. She is about 5'2", dark alburn hair and grey eyes. She is fairly attractive but a little out of shape from sitting at a computer to long. She has your typical computer/rping personality.

IC: Amber sighed to herself as she worked on her weekly report for work. Completely bored, she keeps eyeing the latest fantasy book of her favorite series sitting on the chair next to her. She had bought the book a week ago and hardly had any time to read it. She is lucky if she gets to jump on this computer to play games or chat with people online. Work seems to be taking over what little life she has. With a grumble she looks away from the book.

Amber loves that fantasy world with all the magic and mystical creatures. Oh what she wouldn't give to see a real dragon, from a distance of course and to converse with those mages! Oh course she knew nothing of magic but what a conversation it would be! Perhaps she would even get a change to see what a Elf looks like in reality. Speaking of reality and knowing she must finished the report she continues on working but her thoughts begin to wander once more. Only this time a little voice chimes in.. Oh things would be different if I could only open up a doorway to that fantasy world. I could just leave this borning world and live the life I always dreamed of!

Forgetting all about her report, Amber's eyes wandered around her room filled with books of lands far away and statues of Mystical creatures. Hell I used to do all the Medievil stuff for years. I made my own cloths and cooked my meal over a campfire. I learned to use a bow and throwing axes. Of course I haven't tried to done either in years but how hard could it be to use them again. It would be a hard way to live and I am a bit out of shape. Ahhh but there's nothing like roughing it to get you back into the swing of things! Hell I'm only in my 30's it's not like I'm old!

Amber sighs again to herself remembering her report. Oh who am I kidding nothing ever happens to me.

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[Edited by DarkMistress on Friday, August 2, 2002 2:34 PM]

Mertonius
08/03/2002 5:28 AM

"Oh, I wish things were this cool..."

Marc plopped down on his bed, his eyes gazing hard at the ceiling. He's just arrived from school, college really taking its toll on him.

Roughly two inchess less of six feet, he is someone a few would call homely looking if not for his dark penetrating eyes and the way he seems to know what one was about to say. Being quite reclusive he has very few friends other than those who he work with part time at the mini-mart down the block.

Laying the book he was reading aside he struggled to stand up from his position. A momentary feeling of nausea washed over him.

"That is the last time I'll take my medications without having something to eat first," he thought.

Making his way out of his room he trudged along till he reached the almight Fridge. Ah, the Fridge, filled with dozens of microwaveable goodies...

Hmmmm, spiced fetuccini. I guess I'll have that. And some Mountain Dew too.

Taking a large bottle of Mountain Dew and his proposed dinner, Marc slipped the fetuccini into the nuker and made his way to the counter to get a glass and some utensils. After hearing the nuker go *bing* he slipped on a pot holder to take out his dinner. He took a seat and threw off the holder, his eyes going to the mirror that hanged on the wall opposite of him... I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mertonius
08/03/2002 5:32 AM

OOC: To Mirror:

Ooooh, Chibi!!!

:D :D :D :D

*Mert flaafles Chibi-Mirror :D :D :D*

END OF OOC :D I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Airiana
08/03/2002 7:08 AM

OOC:
Hehehe! :P This looks like fun....

IC:
Jasmine sat on her bed and pushed away the fantasy novel she'd read atleast five times before. Looking at the clock on the other side of her room, she noticed that it was almost two o'clock in the morning. Definitely time for bed, she thought to herself. The sixteen-year-old girl also pushed away a large sketchbook, on it could be seen an almost finished picture of a large Silver Dragon. Its scales had a reddish hue to them, she was drawing Airiana, the character she frequently played online as.

She sighed while rubbing her emerald green eyes and brushed her light brown hair away from her face. She got up off of her bed and looked at herself in her full-length mirror. She was nearly six foot tall, and was of a medium build. She was in pretty good shape, her arms and legs buff for a normal teenage girl and had a flat stomach. She was very athletic, and was found, more often than not, hiking and camping in the woods by herself.

When someone told her that she shouldn't spend so much time there alone, she protested that she could take care of any problems: if she could survive without human contact and supplies for two weeks in the forest, catch and cook her own food, and make camp without much more than a couple blankets, a pot, and a lighter, what was the worst that could happen to her?

As she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she pictured instead an elf, with her own characteristics, and smiled softly. If only those places in the fantasy books were real, she thought to herself. To see a dragon, meet an elf, do magic, what I wouldn't give! ...

OOC:
How's that?




~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Dark_Master
08/03/2002 5:23 PM

The music thumoed against his chest as he was lost in a swirl of hands and arms. Fingers ran through his hair. He was a good salsa dancer and liked to show it off. His hips moved side to side, his feet rapidly pacing out to the music. He was in his element, between alcohol and the music he was in his prime, loving every minute of it.

He stopped for a while, sat down and drank some more. The club was male dominated.....the woman that were there, only to accompany there friends, with little chance of 'pulling' any of the guys in the club.

Eventually the night came to a close. He said his goodbyes, jumped in a taxi....refusing to go home with his latest 'pull'. Reaching the estate, he snuck in quietly and went straight to his room.

Along the wall, a bookshelf teemed with novels stood. He went over to the laptop and switched it on, signing into MSN as the screen came up. He opened the internet, broadband connection obviously, and went to his site, a fantasy roleplaying one. He loved it, he could express himself and while he was a bit tipsy, he could be rather...inventive....

As the hours rolled into late morning he crawled into bed, after desposing his stomachs contents down the toilet. His phone rang, he moaned.......hearing who it was he hung up and switched the mobile off. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mertonius
08/03/2002 7:28 PM

Something drew Marc's gaze into the mirror, as if his reflection's eyes were living pools of light....

They are living pools of lights!

Unable to gaze away, he felt himself slowly drawn into the mirror, his will slowly unravelled by whatever force. He felt himself being pulled into five different directions...

The pain was unbearable as the force that pulled at him felt like it was taking him apart, sinew by sinew.

Darkness fell......

.......

.......

.......

"Would he be alright master?"

"It is only the effect of the planar spell, he would recover in a few hours. Take him to one of the rooms of the tower..."

"As your wish master." I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mirror
08/03/2002 10:19 PM

Sam heard bangs and crashes coming from upstairs. The boys had obviously decided that it was more fun to fight each other rather than the polygons on the screen. She shouted up to them, putting her book face down and open on the table so she didn't loose her place.

"Hey, you two quiet down or you won't play on my PS2 again!"

More shouts and bangs.

She got up out of her seat and went to go up staris to prize the two apart. On her way she noticed something strange on the surfac of the mirror in the hall. It looked like ripples were forming on it's surface, as if someone had dropped pebbles onto the surface of a pond and the image was being projected...........

She reached out a hand to touch the mirror, and found that her hand, instead of stopping at the hard glass surface, carried on right through it. She quickly pulled her hand away again, shocked and a bit scared. She just stared at the mirror for a moment, and then moved her hand forward again, her curiosity getting the best of her.

She began to feel queasy, the room started to spin around her, and no matter how hard se tried she could not pull her hand out of the mirror. Instead, it seemed to be eating her up, her arm was inside it now up to her elbow. She tried to scream, but no sound came out. The world began to spin faster, and faster, and faster......................

She landed with a thump on what felt like a hard stone floor. She tried to open her eyes, but they didn't want to come open. All her body anted to do was decend into the blackness that was just on the edge of her internal perspective for a while, just until the pain stopped in her head...............

She heard voices, then strong hands picked her up and began to carry her. She felt herself being put down onto a more comfortable surface, that was, as she saw it, deffinately more condusive to sleep, and promptly drifted off........................ Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Dark_Master
08/04/2002 2:03 AM

OOC:Are we all going to be pulled through mirrors.....just so i know what to post..... Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

DarkMistress
08/04/2002 8:40 AM


OOC:Are we all going to be pulled through mirrors.....just so i know what to post.....



OOC: I would like to know as well.*smiles*
"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Mertonius
08/04/2002 7:01 PM

OOC: Well, if some of you are feeling like it, you can choose to be: A) Sucked down the drain Mario style B)Fall from bed and find yourself in a room at the Tower C)Find yourself beside a cool guy like 8D D)Forget about C and just find yourself drawn into a mirror..lol I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Kitiara99
08/04/2002 7:28 PM

Sara took care of her younger sister's whining, then headed back up to her room. She turned her music on loudly, and wondered whether or not her sister would tattle if she went downstairs and stole a few minutes on the computer. Of course she will. Sara muttered to herself. anything to make mom like her more and me less. She knew this wasn't being quite fair to her mother. This particular loss of computer time had been justified, her parents had warned her that it would happen if she got a D in math again. Although that wasn't really my fault either she thought, the teacher hated me for reading in her class instead of paying attention to a worthless subject like trigonometry.

Sara decided that if she couldn't use the computer, at least she could do something else productive with her time. She reached into her closet for her fencing foil in order to practice the swordsmanship skills she would probably never need. Before she reached it, however, her full length mirror got her eye. Glittering lights spun in circles, and she wondered vaguely if this was another one of her migraine headaches coming on. She didn't have too much time to wonder, however, before she felt herself being pulled towards the mirror. The pain was exquisite as she felt herself traveling through a sea of bright lights.

Everything went black, and she could hear unfamiliar voices around her. Slowly, she opened her eyes.“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Dark_Master
08/05/2002 1:40 AM

OOC: Right thats cool.....hmm.....a drain sounds interesting.....bit i think i'll go for the mirror like the others. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Dark_Master
08/05/2002 1:57 AM

Antonio woke from a fitfull sleep. He staggered out of bed and looked into the mirror with a groan. He looked awful. Sighing he stepped into the shower. Washed quickly and dried himself. Dressing in his customary black, he went downstairs for breakfast. He could smell 'cook' making eggs and bacon, he had the munchies.

Treading lightfooted down the stairs, he heard his mother and father. Shouting in their usual fashion. He cringed and retreated back to his room, he could eat later. Slumping down on his bed, he picked up a book and read through a few chapters before the phone ran. Answering it. "Hi...yeah sure.....ok.....be over in about 20....ok....speak to ya soon....bye....", he went to the wardrobe, pulled the sliding door over. The majority of his clothes, were black. Nothing new there.

Picking out a pair of black flared cords, he put them on, then another D&G top. Putting his phone in his back pocket, along with his wallet, he fastend his silver watch on, slipping on his thumb ring aswell. He closed over the sliding door, mirrored wardrobes......he checked himself over, he always did think he had a cute butt. Turning, a strange riplling movement caught his eye. Looking back at the mirror, it wavered, rippled like water, the sun striking its rays across it. He wasn't going to touch it. But, he strecthed out a hand, his fingers mere inches from it.

Another hand snapped out of the mirror, grabbed his arm. He couldn't even scream. The shock stuck in his throat. It pulled him, he was dragged in. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

DarkMistress
08/05/2002 2:57 PM

OOC: darn C sounded like it could get interesting!*smiles* Ok Mirror it is!



IC: Amber starts to yawn as she finishes her report. Looking at the time, she gets up with a groan.

"These late nights are going to kill me. Maybe I am getting too old." she mumbles to herself as she walks towards her bathroom.

Out the corner of her eye a light from her closet catches her attention. As she turns to face it, she hears her name being called. Shaking her head she thinks to herself Now I know I haven't gotten enough sleep, first I see a light coming from my closet door and then I hear my name! That's it, I'm going insane or just overworked!

Slowly going towards her closet, she trys to calm her overactive imagination by talking to herself, ok let's be realistic here, I probably left the light on and forgot about it. As for hearing my nam..well it was probably the wind. I mean hell, it's not like I'm going to fine and monsters in here! Well just in case I better grab something useful. Looking over at her dresser, she see one of her daggers she uses to open mail. It's not real shape but it would do. She grabs the dagger and quickly opens the closet door. Of course nothing is there and for that matter the light is out.

As she turns to towards the door, she notices that the full lenght mirror attached to it is glowing. "What the hell?!?" she says out loud. Then she makes a second observation, "Where's my reflection?!?" she says with a gasp.

A flash of light from the mirror blinds her for a moment. She starts to stumbles backwards only to finding herself being pulled into the direction of the mirror. She fights to stay standing but the pull is too much. She starts falling into darkness, swinging her dagger into the air wildly. She hears a voice, Amber do not fight, if you fight you may die. Not wanting to die, she stops fighting trying to go with the flow. She tries to speak out to the voice but no sound will come out. Fear creeps in as she wonders if she made the right choice. Her heart starts to beat faster. Feeling helpless and alone, she continues falling endlessly into the darkness.

All of a sudden the darkness dissipates and she hits a cold stone floor. With her head still spinning she hears a fimilar voice. "Master, how many more are we expecting?"

Amber tilts her head to see who is speaking but her vison is unclear. "Where am I and who are you?" she finally manages to speak as she hears the words, "Sleep now Amber." Darkness takes over once more.


"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Mertonius
08/05/2002 7:49 PM

Nightmares raged inside Marc's head as he struggled, his mind tugged in every direction...

*CRASH*

He fell from his bed, his sight dimmed for some reason or another... I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Adrian_Grayheart
08/05/2002 8:43 PM

OOC: Seems interesting...


BIC

~Adrian awoke at 6pm, just as the sun was dipping below view, he sighed softly and looked about the dark room. He was a 'pretty boy' as most would say, his hair was black and reached his mid-back, his face was angular and crowned with a thin nose, wide- predatory eyes of deep blue and his lips were full. His body, much like his face was thin, he wasn't more than 130 pounds with broad shoulders and a very tapering, thin body, his skin highlighted his hair perfectly, as his skin was pale, nearly pure white. He stroked his chin for a moment as he crawled out of bed, the leather pants he had fallen asleep in straining slightly as he moved, he shifted uncomfortably and silently chided himself for once again falling asleep in leather. Just then his eye caught his full length mirror. The mirror stood at the opposite side of the small room and was framed in antique silver, a gift from his deceased grandmother. He walked over to it, curious as to what was drawing him near and realized the glass of the mirror seemed made of some kind of liquid.. he touched it, ever so softly only to have it give way against his fingertips, he raised a brow slightly, unable to tear himself away from what very well might cost him his life......~

Kalia_Majere
08/05/2002 11:33 PM

OOC: now that I sit down and actually have the proper time to read these...hehe I wanna join...:)

BIC: Ashlynne smiled wistfully as her favorite movie, Dragonheart finished...she laughed at herself as she wiped the tears from her green eyes. "dang it...I hate it when I do this" she sniffed, as she pulled a couple kleenex from the box. she blew her nose and then stifled a startled cry as she caught sight of her mother.

"Ashlynne! it's three in the morning! What are you doing up??" her mother cried, hands on her hips.

Ashlynne flushed and lowered her gaze. "sorry mom....I got tired of studying and needed a break..." She admitted, remembering her Criminal Justice book that was sitting in front of her.

"well you better get to sleep...you have an early class tomorrow." her mother said softly, kissing the top of her head. Ashlynne smiled and nodded, and returned to her room, book in hand. She sat down, still clad in her jeans and college sweatshirt. she Yawned and lay down on her bed, book open in front of her. her dark brown hair tumbled loose from the clip that held it up, and framed her face. She yawned again and rubbed her eyes, smudging her glasses.

She blinked once...twice, and fell asleep, her cheek resting on her book, her arms encircling it.

The Dragon Roared, and charged at her....Ashlynne cried out...and tried to run...only to see a chestnut stallion under her...the horse raced madly....a red-shouldered hawk flew at her side, leather jesses and little silver bells jinggling wildly. Ashlynne stared in awe at the blue dragon as it reared up, breathing in deeply.....a burst of lightning crackling from it's open maw.....

Ashlynne screamed and fell from her bed, her book falling on her head. she yelped in pain as she rubbed her head....her hair falling in a dissaray. she blinked her eyes and realized that her mother must've turned off the light....then blinked again....no light at all...but for moonlight that shone through a window.....

She looked again, her heart racing...this still had to be a dream...it had to be....the window....

the window was on the wrong side of the room....

Ashlynne stood up and walked to the window, the floor cold against her bare feet...she leaned out the window and cried out in fear....this definitly wasn't home she thought as she stared down out of the tower... she stared up and looked at the moons in the sky...two where only one should be.

In a panic now, Ashlynne spun, and ran for the door, and pounded on it when it wouldn't open

"Let me out!! LET ME OUT!!! " she screamed, tears forming in her jade colored eyes, as her glasses fell to the floor, she sobbed loudly and slumped to the floor, her hands searching and finding her glasses. "Let me out..." she murmered as she slipped into an exhausted sleep. "this is still a dream...let me out.........please....let....Me.......out........."In the Valleys of Fear,
Do I walk with my head high;
The weakness that threatens,
My courage belies.
And when it is courage
That fails me aw well
It is hope and my faith
That save me from Hell

Dark_Master
08/05/2002 11:48 PM

OOC: Mert....you are making a seperate thread for the remainder of this thread yeah? Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mirror
08/05/2002 11:54 PM

Sam opened her eyes and sat bolt upright with a start after hearing a loud crash. She looked around her, her eyes wide and bright like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.

She calmed a bit when she realised that whereever she was wasn't about to explode, and began to take in a bit more of her scenery. She was in a lavishly decorated room, covered in different hues of red and gold. Candles hung from every available space. Must've forgot to pay the electric bill she thought to herself, chuckling. She looked down and saw that she had been put into a bed with thick red velvet covers that were suptuous to the touch. She inspected the bed a bit closer and noticed that it was of the four poster variety. She didn't know where she was, but the people here sure knew how to treat their guests! She had a slight mental struggle between curling up under the covers and going to find out what the loud crash she heard was.

Red velvet, crash? Red velvet, crash? Red velvet..............

Her curiosity got the better of her and she decided it would probably be more condusive to a long life if she found out what the crash was.

She swung her legs over the side of the bed, and noticed with a wide smile that her purple flared cords were still firmly on her legs. She lowered herself down to the floor and stood up. She then promptly fell back onto the bed.

"Ok, I think I'll try that one again!" she said, speaking to herself as was her custom. Finally she stood up on legs that, thankfully didn't shake that much any more. She looked around again, and it wasn't long before she found the source of the crash. She wasn't alone in her room!

At first, that thought terrified her. OHMIGOD! There's someone else here!!! OHMIGOD!!!. Then, when she noticed that whoever it was actually seemed to be in pain and proved no real threat to her, her professional, nursey side came to the foreground andshe rushed over to see if she could help.

"Are you OK sir? Did you hurt yourself when you fell?"

OOC: Ok, incase you hadn't guessed, I'm talking to Mert's character! Maybe we should all try and meet up as soon as possible?!! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :):):) :) Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

[Edited by Mirror on Tuesday, August 6, 2002 12:00 AM]

Adrian_Grayheart
08/06/2002 1:01 AM

~Adrian stumbled back a bit, the heels of his buckle-up pointed-toe boots skidding on the wood floor, his open, button-up black shirt swinging open as he attempts to draw himself away from the Mirror. His large silver cross necklance swung precariously over his shoulder as he was suddenly jarred through the Mirror, seemingly swallowed by the liquidly glass~


.. . . .

~He awoke in a small room on a hard, coarse bed. His eyes fluttered open and he glanced about, seemingly nothing but.. what appeared to be a sconce holding a single torch- a table, two chairs and an empty bookcase of sorts. His head pounded as if someone had taken a jackhammer to it and he quickly sat up, which proved to be a mistake.
As quickly as he had sat up, he keeled over, groaning softly at the pain in his head. He waited a few moments for it to subside before sitting up again. He looked around again, saw the same things and then made his way to the door, to his surprise it opened before he even touched it and cautiously, he stepped out into the hall, the hard heels of his boots clicking against the stone floor...~



==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

Kitiara99
08/06/2002 6:50 AM

Sara woke up in a lavishly decorated room. Blue silks and dark purple velvets covered the bed, and the furniture was made of fine wood and precious metals. Not that she spent very long staring at it. "I must have hit my head really hard or something. Where in the world am I?" She got up out of bed, her head aching from the force of her trip here. The harder she tried to think of explanations for what had just happened, the more her head hurt. She decided to just give up. She ventured out into the hall, where she heard some loud noise further down the hall. The was a door slightly ajar, and she decided to go investigate. Shaking her head to try and remove the last bit of fogginess from waking up, she walked in the direction of the noise.“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

[Edited by Kitiara99 on Tuesday, August 6, 2002 7:06 AM]

Mertonius
08/06/2002 6:53 AM

Marc shook his head and stared up, staring into the eyes of the woman who was talking to him.

"Uh, hi. Is this just a dream or am I just tired...Uh, sorry about that..."

He struggled up, his legs cramping from his inordinately uncomfortable lying position.

"Woaah...oops."

He accidentally stumbles into the woman who queried him. Marc's hands reflexively grabs her's to steady himself. His face a few inches away from her.

The door suddenly opens a crack...

(OOC: Cue for one of the other guys who want to enter the scene. Everything here is just to introduce everyone to each other. We will have the main story once we have everyone together) I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Kitiara99
08/06/2002 7:02 AM

Sara opened the door at the end of the hall and looked in. She saw another man and woman who looked just about as confused as she was.

"Hello," she began hesitantly, "I'm Sara... Do either of you know where this place is, or why we're here?" She had dismissed the possibility of this being a dream, for one simple reason. In a dream, no matter how outlandish everything was, you always seemed to think that everything was normal. Right now, she knew that everything wasn't quite normal, and she had a lot of questions to ask, which never happened in dreams either.“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Adrian_Grayheart
08/06/2002 1:14 PM

~Moving down the Hall slowly, Adrian hears the faint but distinct sound of voices, female and male... his hand moves along the wall until he feels the door and he pushes it open slowly, peering in.. the two first visible occupants are Marc and Sara, he's never seen them before but he doesn't view them as a threat and he slowly steps inside, his eyes wary and observant for whatever may happen... he says nothing, merely staring at them in open confusion. He sidesteps to remove himself from the doorway and approaches the two slowly, his boots making a light clicking noise as he walks~

.. Where are we..?
==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

Dark_Master
08/06/2002 2:35 PM

OOC: We're in the tower of high sorcery yeah?

IC: Antonio stumbled down a stone corridor.....he had came across a large hall....light seemed to pour from the very walls...but he could make little sense of it all. He was still dazed.

Voices filled his mind....possible salvation? He hurried on towards the source of the voices. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

DarkMistress
08/06/2002 6:10 PM

Amber awakens to the sound of a door closing. Slowly she opens her eyes to find herself in a strange Medieval looking room. A thought comes to her head If I go to the door quickly I may be able to catch the person who just left!

Sitting up in a rather fast motion was not the best of ideas. Amber felt dizzy and disoriented. Placing her heads to her head she tries to make the room stop spining. Once she feels fine she gets up and walks over to the door. She stops to listen and hears a few voices a little distance away.

Ok Amber..you can do this. Open the door and go investigate!
with a firm nod she opens the door. She looks out into a hallway and searches for the source of the voices. A few rooms down, the door is open and she see a person right inside.

Hmm..maybe that is where I will fine out what is going on. Only one way to find out! Causiously, she heads towards the open door. Inside she see a few young people stareing at each.

Amber knocks lightly on the door as she look at the group in front of her, "Hiya. Do any of you know what this place is? I mean I know this is going to sound funny..." she laughs and strains a smile, "But I kinda fell through a mirror and ended up hear." Saying to herself, Oh my God , they probably think I'm insane! Way to go Amber! The men in white coats will be with you shortly!"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Adrian_Grayheart
08/06/2002 7:14 PM

~Adrian turns sharply as the girl approaches and bows a bit, his grace and typical charm having returned to him since he's started to get his bearings a bit~

I doubt any of us know where we are. But I too, seem to have been.. dragged.. through my Mirror...

~Looks disoriented for a moment and glances around, sighing~

I'm Adrian.

~As he speaks he becomes aware of himself and begins to button up his shirt, then he brushes his hair back with his fingers and adjusts the silver Ankh ring on his ring finger~
==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

Kitiara99
08/06/2002 7:17 PM

"I was pulled through a mirror as well." Sara replied. "I suppose we all were." She glances around the room. "Does anyone have a clue as to where we are?"“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

eswiftfire
08/06/2002 7:27 PM

"Ah... such beauty... spiky hair, smooth unblemished brownish skin, eyes that are so intelligent and intense. Compared to this vision of loveliness, even the most beautiful flowers pale in comparison. I wish I can stare at you forever." Edmund, or Ed, grinned.

His reflection grinned back at him.

"Mirror mirror on the wall? Who is the fairest of them all? Damn, it's me? MWAHAHAHAHA!" The chinese boy laughed hysterically.

Somewhere else in the house, his family exchanged worried glances.

"Ah, mirror, are you enchanted? If I jump through you, will I appear in another the world? Yes? Okay!"

Ed took a few steps backwards, before charging at the mirror at full speed.

CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!

There were sounds of things breaking... glasses and bones. "I am the LEGENDARY, MANLY MAGE, Eliar Swiftfire! EMBODIMENT OF COOLNESS, LOVER OF EASY WOMEN! And... I'm out of cash." -Eliar Swiftfire in 'The Future Fellowship'

Kitiara99
08/06/2002 7:34 PM

OOC: LOL“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Mertonius
08/06/2002 8:54 PM

OOC: Out of nowhere Mertonis appears and grabs Ed and hurls him into the a strangely warping window....

*CRASH**SLAM**OOOOOOF!**

Marc looks up at the guy who landed on him.

Hey, who are you? I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

eswiftfire
08/07/2002 12:36 AM

OOC: Huh... wha...?"I am the LEGENDARY, MANLY MAGE, Eliar Swiftfire! EMBODIMENT OF COOLNESS, LOVER OF EASY WOMEN! And... I'm out of cash." -Eliar Swiftfire in 'The Future Fellowship'

Dark_Master
08/07/2002 12:38 AM

He neared the voices and saw the source of them. A group standing there chatting amoungst themselves of how they came to be here. He treaded along the corridor and neared them. "Yo, can you guys..like...tell me where i am?" Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Kalia_Majere
08/07/2002 1:02 PM

Ashlynne groaned as she slowly came awake....her mind stumbled in the fuzzy haze....

Was it a dream?....it had to be.....didn't it? Her body screamed in protest as she realized she wasn't in bed...but lying on the floor....

did I fall out of bed again....boy sure am doing that alot lately.... Hesitantly, one jade eye opened slowly, then quickely shut.

"no way...this Cannot be happening...." she whispered as she struggled to sit up....the room was lighter now...her gaze was drawn to the windows....and noticed it was nearly dawn. her sensitive ears picked up the sound of voices.

She stood, and ran her hand through her hair, a tangled mess of curls. her hands reached up and pulled her glasses off....and she wiped the lenses carefully with her shirt....and put them back. at 19 years old, Ashlynne was slim, and tall....5'9....weighing 145....during her spare time she took Tae Quan Do classes....and was nearing her green belt. She was lithe and strong....the only thing hampering her was her glasses...she couldn't afford the contacts...that an they made her eyes itch.

Her hand reached out...carefully manicured nails gleaming....and she took hold of the door handle.....and pulled.

to her amazment, it opened....she peered around the doorframe and looked out...to see a group of people around her age standing in the hall....she slipped around the door, and walked up to them.

"Hey there....who are you? why am I here? did you bring me here?" she asked, her eyes narrowed in suspicion....her classes in Criminal justice always kept her on her toes.In the Valleys of Fear,
Do I walk with my head high;
The weakness that threatens,
My courage belies.
And when it is courage
That fails me aw well
It is hope and my faith
That save me from Hell

DarkMistress
08/07/2002 1:36 PM

IC: Amber looks around at everyone and feels a tad old for a brief second. With a sigh she shakes her head. Think Amber think! Someone in this place has to know what is going on. Maybe I should go and look for some other people? Her thoughts are interrupted by a young lady coming into the room.

"Hey there....who are you? why am I here? did you bring me here?" the young lady asked, her eyes narrowing

"No we did not bring you here. We all are just as confused as you are." she said to the young lady. "Let me start again, Hi I'm Amber. I fell through a mirror and ended up here. Seems like most of us came here in a simular way. I wish I could tell you what is going on, but I can't. But someone in this place must have the answer." With a sigh she look around at everyone. "Any suggestions on what to do now?"

"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Adrian_Grayheart
08/07/2002 2:14 PM

~Adrian glanced over at Antonio with a look that could only be construed as open disgust- even in all the confusion, societal hatreds and prejudices kept their bearings on him- he turned away from Antonio to view the other occupants and responded to Amber's questioning- his voice deep, soft but carrying and commanding of attention~

We don't appear to have many choices. We can wait around like beached whales or we can look around, see what we find. In either case, we'll be like a blind man in a room of nails, so we should stay close together. If we come across trouble, we'll need the advantage of our number.

~The look on his face was cold, nearly nondescript, as if knowing they would assent, what choice did anyone really have?~
==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

Kalia_Majere
08/07/2002 3:55 PM

Ashlynne sighed, and tugged on her Sweatshirt, the front read Terra Tech Communtiy College on the front....and across the back read "POLICE" in bold letters

"Alright...lets go...who here has street wise combat knowledge?" she asked, slipping up to the front. She mentally cursed herself for not having her 9mm in her pocket when she started to study....she usually did.

She looked over the group waiting to see how many of them knew anything of fighting or defense...In the Valleys of Fear,
Do I walk with my head high;
The weakness that threatens,
My courage belies.
And when it is courage
That fails me aw well
It is hope and my faith
That save me from Hell

Kitiara99
08/07/2002 5:06 PM

Sara looked around at the rest of the group, then got prepared to go. She was already sizing up the others. The woman who had just addressed the group seemed like she knew what she was doing. Sara stepped up to answer her question.

"I don't know too much, but I've taken self defense classes. And I'm rather good at fencing, though it doesn't seem as if that will help us right now. Anyone else?"“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

DarkMistress
08/07/2002 5:21 PM

Amber listen to both who have spoken. Thank goodness two others are taking control of this..I am no leader. With that thought, Amber takes a step back and joins the others in the room. After the college/police woman finishes with her questions. One young lady steps forward then Amber steps forward again.

"Hey unless using bows and throwing axes are helpful, the only thing with defense I ever tried was Judo but that was years ago." she says with a fringe of embarrassment. "But I am pretty strong and a fast learner." She added with enthusiasm and a slight smile. With that she awaits the others responses.

"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

[Edited by DarkMistress on Wednesday, August 7, 2002 5:23 PM]

Adrian_Grayheart
08/07/2002 5:38 PM

~Adrian glanced around for a moment and sighed~

I've had more than enough martial arts training among other things. I can fight well enough. I'll take the lead.

~He scans over the group for a moment and sighs, hoping the females of the group won't take this the wrong way~

I think our best option is for one of the guys to stay up front with me, just in case. The other can take rear, girls stay in the middle.

~Signifying that he wasn't going to leave time for debate, Adrian turned sharply on his heel with an astounding amount of grace and collectiveness given the situation and begins to slowly walk out the door and into the hall, his eyes darting back and forth- surveying the area as if some great beast was going to jump from the walls themselves to attack the small 'party'~
==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

[Edited by Adrian_Grayheart on Wednesday, August 7, 2002 5:40 PM]

Mertonius
08/07/2002 7:52 PM

-You need not fear anything-

A man who was not there a moment ago appeared before th group. He has a long flowing beard and was clad in a long red robe. In his hand was a staff of polished oak.

"My name is Justarius, I am a mage of the Red Robes. Ladies, gentlemen. Welcome to the Tower of High Sorcery. If you would excuse me, follow me to the main council room. The others would be waiting for us..."

With this, the strange man turned and walked out of the hallway. I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Kitiara99
08/07/2002 8:33 PM

Sara was glad. She thought it was just a little presumptous of the young man to think a guy must go first. She might not be the best martial arts fighter of the group, but she would bet she could destroy any of them with a sword. Or a fencing foil, at the very least. And the first woman who'd stepped forth to speak had seemed just as strong and capable as the young man.

She turned to face the group. "Well, lets go then!" She followed the red robed man out the door. She tried very hard to cast her sense of confusion aside, and just take in all that was happening.
“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Mirror
08/07/2002 9:06 PM

Sam just stood there, looking around. She had seemingly been overlooked. Everyone had been so intent on boasting about their martail arts skills trying to out-best the other. She sighed hard. Why is it that no matter where you went, things were always like this?! The physically strong just ended up standing there, almost starting an argument over who would be best to lead the group. Therefore, she was glad when the man with the red robes on appeard.

She looked around at the others, the majority of them were standing still and just staring slack jawed at him. Sam sighed again, her ire as well as her hurt at being seemingly ignored rising to the surface.

"Oh, by the way, I'm Sam guys. No, I don't have any martial arts experience. No, I haven't taken any self defence classes, and no, I'm crap at any kind of hand to hand combat. But, at least that doesn't matter now, does it?! Maybe we should just follow this bloke and see where he's taking us, yeah?!"

She put her head down and walked past everyone, following after the man with red robes. She knew that her little speech back there hadn't won her any friends, but, sod it, she was upset at being treated like she wasn't there! That was always happening to her..............................

She continued on, sniffing slightly and brushing a hand across her eyes quickly so that no one noticed the tears that were about to come to the surface.............Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Adrian_Grayheart
08/07/2002 9:07 PM

~Adrian read the look well on Sara's face... figuring at least one would have that reaction- he was a gentleman of sorts, he wished only to keep the ladies out of harm's way-- and little did any of them know he was as well versed in swordsmanship and the use of polearms than most.
Suddenly his eyes averted as he went to walk out, seeing the mage standing before all of them he grunted softly in wonder. Though the Mage left no time for contemplation, without turning to the group, Adrian began to follow the swiftly moving Red Robe~

~Adrian made sure to keep step with the young girl who appeared to be sniffling and he frowned a bit, stating softly~

No one was trying to outdo another, we're all just confused. I apologize if I behaved irrationally.
~He then fell silent, simply following the Red Robe~




==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

[Edited by Adrian_Grayheart on Wednesday, August 7, 2002 9:23 PM]

[Edited by Adrian_Grayheart on Wednesday, August 7, 2002 9:28 PM]

Kalia_Majere
08/08/2002 12:12 AM

Ashlynne bristled at Adrians words....deep down she knew he ment well...but she could take care of herself...

She looked to the man in red who introduced himself as "Justarius" She smiled as his name rolled across her mind..."Justice" it repeated back... She looked at him...and smiled, and after casting a dark look to Adrian...she followed Justarius.In the Valleys of Fear,
Do I walk with my head high;
The weakness that threatens,
My courage belies.
And when it is courage
That fails me aw well
It is hope and my faith
That save me from Hell

Dark_Master
08/08/2002 1:08 AM

Antonio was baffled to say the least. But he trailed behind the group as they followed the red robed figure. He was usually a joyfull and happy go lucky person.....but he felt odd amoungst this group. He didn't like the look Adrian had given him....How could he know?...but he pushed the thought from his head and carried on. He got a strange feeling from this place....it chilled his blood....sent shivers up his spine.....but he releshed it....every odd sensation he savoured. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Kitiara99
08/08/2002 9:19 AM

Sara slipped back to talk to the young woman who'd just spoken up. "Hey, sorry about the arguing." Then she noticed a single tear in her eye, and she tried to smile sympathtically. "After all, who's to say physical strength is going to help us at all in this situation? Everyone wants to be a leader, it seems. Don't worry, I'm sure things will setlled down pretty quickly."“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Adrian_Grayheart
08/08/2002 10:00 AM

~Adrian glanced over at Sara's voice with a soft expression in his eyes and nodded his agreement~

Physical strength and prowess only goes so far, let's hope we don't have need to use them.
==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

Mirror
08/08/2002 11:49 AM

Sam carried on walking, but now she held her head up a little more. She sighed and used one hand to run over her eyes, as the other one ran through her shoulder length dark brown hair, pushing the hair that had fallen across her face back from her forehead. As she did this, anyone who was looking would have noted flecks of silver in it as it waved with her momentum. She had been going slowly "silver" from the age of 15, and now, at the age of 20, she had grown more used to it and found that she liked another one of her little bits of indviduality.

"I'm sorry too," she said, sniffling slightly and turning to both Sara and Adrian in turn, "I shouldn't have acted like that. It's just that for practically my whole life I have been judged by people on the basis of my physical 'attributes' shall we say. It's led me to be extremely sensitive at times. I guess, when I saw all you guys here, I thought that maybe this was fate, maybe we were sposed to join like this for whatever reason I don't know................to make a difference I guess.
"When everyone started going on about, 'let's do this' and 'I can fire a bow, fence with a sword, and pick my nose all at the same time!', I guess I just felt like I had been stupid to even think the people that I found myself with here could be any different................
"But, that was my mistake. I shouldn't have been so sensitive, and I shouldn't have been so quick to judge. And I guess another thing that doesn't help is that one moment I'm trying to think how I can sort out my unruly eyebrows, and the next moment I'm being sucked through my mirror and end up here following a bloke in a red dress! It's enough to make anyone sensitive!!!"

She let a small smile drift over her face as she began to feel more like herself-unconventional, funny when she didn't know she was, and totally 'wierd'! That was one of the things that was said about her so often at school that it kind stuck. Now, 2 years since she left her house of teaching, she decided to take the comment and turn the negativity that it was directed with and turn it into a positive thing.

She heaved another big sigh and streched, the black vest top that she was wearing now not only exposing her three tattoo's, but her stomach aswel. Though not as toned as the others, it was a nice feminine shape, with a slight bump at the bottom of it, ready for when she would bear children one day. She relaxed from her strech and shook her head. Then, with a large smile on her face that light up her eyes she turned to the rest of the group.

"So, seen as we don't know where Mr Red Dress is taking us, or how long it will be till we get there, why don't we try to get to know each other a bit better?! Where are all you guys from?!"Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Adrian_Grayheart
08/08/2002 1:26 PM

~Adrian listened quietly to Sam and nodded along slightly, then as she finished he joined softly before she moved on to the next topic..~

Beauty of flesh is worthless without a mind behind it. You appear to have an fair amount of both.

~He then looked around the group, he wasn't really sure he cared where they were from, what did it matter anyway- they weren't there anymore. He simply sighed and without responding to the question, turned and continued to follow the Red Robe~
==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

MagnusSSC
08/08/2002 2:06 PM

OOC: Pardon my belatedness.../\ insert look of ignorance here... /\ but i was wondering if it would be too late to just kinda have someone fall in step behind the rest of'em? /\sheepish grin/\ i'll be real slick about it..heh. :-D

DarkMistress
08/08/2002 3:32 PM

Amber felt very tired and her head was starting to spin. In her mind she thought about all the events that have occured so far in order to keep her thoughts clear and mind in focus..

Ok I first started the discussion in order to get people to start talking but then there was a power struggle. Frankly I think the Police lady is a good choice to the leader but this other guy must feel the need to be in control. Maybe he is the better choice. I just don't know. Only two of us stated we have some fighting ability. Well I did at one time at least not like that would help us now anyway.

With that thought a man in Red Robes, calling himself Justarius, enters the room stateing that everyone should follow him to some room. Amber just stands there for a few seconds then one young lady has an outbrust getting very defensive and follows the man out the door. Everyone else seems to be following him as well. Amber waits till eveyone is out of the room then with a sigh she follows behind. This is going to be very interesting.

Up ahead of her she hears two of the young ladies says theirs names but she doesn't see who is who.oh well I'll ask later

Amber shakes her head, feeling a bit out of place in this group but there must be some reason she is here with them. For life of her, she can not think of any reason why. With a heavy sigh she lowers her head and continues to walk forward.


"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Airiana
08/08/2002 4:21 PM

As Jasmine looked at herself in the mirror, she noticed that the pictures she had drawn around its border started to flow and the mirror itself seemed to take on the consistancy of water. The elf she pictured in the mirror suddenly retch through it and pulled her through the mirror. With a scream, Jasmine felt herself falling, but could see nothing.

Suddenly, she saw a room appearing below her. It was in what appeared to be a medieval castle and there were people gathered in it. As she fell, she yelled loudly, hoping to move the girl below her she was about to land on. The girl looked up, and moved just in time. Jasmine landed with a thud on the hard stone floor. She let out a groan, picked herself up, dusted her Calvin Klien shirt and jeans off, and looked around.

"Umm... Hi?" She said meekly, a Southern twang giving her West Virginian heritage away. "Where are we.. exactly... and why are we here... and who are you people?!"

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Kitiara99
08/08/2002 7:20 PM

OOC: I'm going to be gone until Monday evening, so I won't be able to post at all. (I'll post once Friday morning.) So, the way things are going, I suppose my character can just tag along. If any actions are needed, feel free to just write something generic in for her. Hope I don't hold you guys up too much!“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Mertonius
08/08/2002 9:05 PM

Marc smiled as he siddled closer to the young girl.

"Don't cry, though things may seem strange and frightening. I'll be here to help you. So don't worry."

Justarius turned around momentarily and stared at the two.

"I think we better keep quiet till we reached the council area."

OOC: BTW peeps. When I started this thread it was basically about normal people and their skills. However, it seemed that some of you have taken to yourselves skills you don't actually have.

I have been studying kendo for three years, arnis de mano for two, and I know enough of Iaido. I am also currently taking lessons now in taekwondo and side lessons of survival training where I placed second on our previous jungle and field survival techniques seminar.

So please tone down your skills appropriately unless you know what you are talking about.

Thank you.

This story would slow down for a moment to allow Kit to post again. I don't want to leave anyone out.
I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Adrian_Grayheart
08/08/2002 9:26 PM

OOC: Of course. I've taken Tae-Kwon-Do, Jujistsu and a few other forms, but not for long enough to bother with, and I've taken extensive swordsmanship classes. So- that's all Adrian can do.

Waiting for Kit is no problem.


==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

Dark_Master
08/09/2002 1:57 AM

OOC: I don't have any skills....apart from the salsa dancing, but i doubt that would come in handy. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

MagnusSSC
08/09/2002 6:29 AM

A long arm was reaching...just desperate to snag that prize that was a mere inches from his grasp! Fingers...almost touching...he looked down, odd...he didn't remember that mirror being on the floor a moment ago. The quiet *shnick* of dress shoes scraping against tile flooring, and a light yelp was heard as the kid went crashing down into the mir--....the floor?

He blinked and sat up slowly, pale grey eyes taking in his surroundings. A shakey hand rose to scratch at his head, then pulling back a few strands of the fine dirty blonde hair that stubbornly insisted on falling across his face.

He shook his head and stood then, a full 5' 10", dusting off his slacks and the black silk shirt. His ears twitched at the sound of voices, and he turned to look down the hall. Catching sight of the others...and noticing that they were all...well, dressed normally...outside of the Red Robed fellow at the head of the little 'troop', he krept up to the group and simply fell in step behind them. Asking no questions, just waiting to see what happened next."Even if I go to hell, I will live till the end of the world, and if the world does not come to an end, I will destroy it with my own hands!" -Lacan

Kitiara99
08/09/2002 7:16 AM

OOC: Thanks Mertonius!

OK, I'm sorry if i made my character seemed super skilled, she's really not. She knows very very basic self defense (no martial arts, just the kind of community school classes a lot of people take). And she can horseback ride. She's quite good at fencing, and she thinks that means she'll be good with a sword. However, being a a sword weighs a hecko lot more than a fencing foil, she'll probably pick one up and fall flat on her face. I was thinking that she'd discover that at a crucial moment, but whatever. Basically, she only has a few abilities that might come in handy.“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Mirror
08/09/2002 8:32 AM

OOC: Well, my character IS me, as far as possible anyway! Hence the reason that I have no physical skills!!!! :) :) :) :) Because I suck at physical things (apart from one, and seen as this is a family board, I won't mention what!!! ;) ;) ;) ;)) So........just remeber that whatever comes out of my characters lips is kinda what I'd be like in real life!!! NORMAL!!!!!! WOOO-HOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :DRay: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Mirror
08/09/2002 11:11 AM

Sam smiled at the young man that she had first met earlier. Her face was still flushed slightly from Adrians comment, although she knew he was simply saying that so as to try and make her feel a bit better about herself. She studied the young man she had found in her room closly.........


He's quite cute really! I wonder what his star sign is? Oh for crying out loud Sam, what are you doing, letting your hormones interfere like this at such a critical time................but, sod it, he is cute! she thought to herself hey, the more I think about it, all three of these guys here are cute! Adrian's got the long hair and the...........*gasp*.........leather trousers, and that other guy back there that's dressed in black has got the cuteset arse I have ever seen..........shame blokes with cute arses like that tend to be gay! Still, I don't know why I'm thinking all this, not one of them would be interested in me! Hey, Sam, do you actually realise that the cute guy in front of you is still looking at you and you are still smiling at him like a maniac?! Say something now, and stop talking to yourself in your head!

"Are you alright by the way?" she asked him (OOC:that's you Mert, I'm starting to get confuzzled here, so I'm sure everyone else is! :)) "You seemed to have taken quite a bump when I found you. I'm a nurse by the way, so if you have hurt yourself, I don't mind taking a look. I'm Sam by the way!" she said, still grinning like a loon and extending a hand with two silver rings on it, one on her middle finger and one on her thumb, both celtic in design, in friendship.Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

DarkMistress
08/09/2002 3:07 PM

((OOC: Just to let you know..my chara is..well...me!..lol..but different name. I have done Medieval Reenactment for about 7 yrs..I know how to do alot of old world stuff...as well as fencing, Archary & thrown Weapons..I sux at fencing...Archary I'm ok at but I'm really good at throwing axes and daggers..so watch out! I also took Judo about 10yrs ago. I just wanted to play me..sorry..I will tone her down and have no skills if that's what you want. Just let me know.))"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Mertonius
08/09/2002 8:14 PM

OOC: DOn't worry, you could still use her. :)

Marc OOC hugs Mirror and whispers, let's continue the story shall we?

IC:

They were led into a large room, so large that you couldn't see the ceiling. Darkness vaulted the room, leaving one a sense of being not truly welcomed. Several of the companions though, felt that they were at home at last.

A light out of nowhere illuminated a high back chair a distance from where they were standing.

"Ahhh, greetings. I am Parsalian. And welcome to the Tower of High Sorcery. I do believe that some of you would want to know why you were brought here, yes?"

The man wore long white robes, his long flowing beard kept clean. He stared deep into each and every one of them, as if probing their deepest desires.... I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Kalia_Majere
08/09/2002 9:45 PM

Ashlynne frowned and stared around her. She didn't like any of this one bit. She looked at the two men, both dressed strangely, well.....strangely to her....

She looked down at her bare feet, denim jeans, and her college sweatshirt....and realized that she must look pretty odd to them too. She pushed her glasses back up her nose and looked back up.

Parsailian stared at her for a moment, and she returned his stare defiantly. In the Valleys of Fear,
Do I walk with my head high;
The weakness that threatens,
My courage belies.
And when it is courage
That fails me aw well
It is hope and my faith
That save me from Hell

Adrian_Grayheart
08/09/2002 10:25 PM

~Adrian glanced around at the others for a moment and stepped forward, it was not the Darkness that uneased him- no- he was used to darkness, he enjoyed it. Instead it was the unsettling calm in which this robed man had shown in the face of all that had just happened to them, still he kept his voice steady and low, maintaining a semblance of calm~

Pardon me... Parsalian, was it? Did you say - 'The Tower of High Sorcery'?

==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

Mirror
08/09/2002 10:31 PM

Mirror OOC whispers back to Marc, I was just making polite conversation, because you said i'd all slow down a bit until Kit could post again!!! :) :) :) :) :) :)

BIC:

Sam looked around her as she steps into the new room, forgetting about the cute guys completely. When she locked eyes with the one calling himself ParSailin, she felt such a sense of revenance. Tears began to fall down her eyes without her realising as he probed the depths of her heart.

Pictures flashed before her eyes, pictures of how her life was, and how she wanted it to be. She saw herself sitting in her room drawing, the way she spent most Friday nights when she wasn't working. Then she saw herself how she wished she was, surrounded by friends, laughing and happy. A man came up to her in this scene and wrapped his arms around her lovingly. She closed her eyes to try and blot out the pictures, but they were still there.

She opened them again and now, suddenly, the only person she could see was Parsailian. He smiled at her, his face going from stern to soft. He nodded at her. She wiped the unknown tears from her eyes and nodded back at him.

"Why are we here Parsailian?" she asked, her eyes set with resolve, her voice soft, yet it commanded attention, "What purpose do we serve here in this strange place?"Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

DarkMistress
08/10/2002 8:13 AM

Amber standing at the back of the group crosses her arms as she looks about the room. Though she feels at home, her mind reminds her that it is not. I'm not in Kansas anymore! she thinks feeling a little like Dorthy ending up in the land of Oz. Her eyes settle on the man speaking, Par Salian. His voice sounds familar to her.

Ahhh yes he is the one who told me not to fight when I was being brought here.she thinks to herself as he seems to smile at her thoughts. He is searching their minds all at once or so it seems to Amber.What are you looking for? she asks him in her mind but there is no reply.

With a small sigh she tightens her arms about herself. She decides to let the others speak up and ask the question so not to bring attention to herself. I'm sure they will ask all the right things. I can just watch from the sidelines and take it all in. she says smiling slightly to herself. "This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Mertonius
08/11/2002 7:16 AM

The one called Par Salian eyed the group as he stroked his luxuriant beard. It seems as if he was debating with himself about a very important matter. Marc shifted his feet as he noticed the great archmage's gaze met his eyes.

"I could send you back home if you wanted to."

Marc turned left and right, apparently startled by the voice that rang in his head.

" You could leave at anytime of your own choosing. Just go through that door at the distance. None would be the wiser and you can be back to your nice little place,at to your safe little bed..."

Marc shook his head, apparently he has already made his own decision on the matter.

"I am staying!", cried Marc aloud. "And none what you wizards would say would make me leave!"

The young man turned to his companion, apparently it seems, that he was not the only one offered this choice, this decision. I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mirror
08/11/2002 11:18 AM

Sam stood there, her resolve, as well as her jaw, set. She listened as the mage spoke into her mind.....


"I could send you back home if you wanted to."


Her hazel eyes flashed. She turned to the side as the young man to her side, she thought his name might be Marc, but she couldn't remember clearly, shouted his defiance, shouted to the wizard in white that he would stay, no matter what. Sam tossed her head to get some stray hair out of her eyes.

"I'm not leaving either. There must have been a reason for me being brought here, and I'd like to find out what that is. I'm not going anywhere!"Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Adrian_Grayheart
08/11/2002 1:55 PM

~Adrian turned his head for a moment at the echo of a voice within him, then turned to look at the Mage, his eyes calm and somber. At that moment, Marc yelled at and Adrian turned to see him, then nodded and stood beside him, giving him a sideways glance before turning back to the sorcerer~


I also stay.

~He briefly locked eyes with the white robe, defying the urge to just go home~


==Beauty is within us, we are just simply too afraid to let go and see it- instead we look to the ugliness the world claims as beauty- they call it normalcy==

DarkMistress
08/11/2002 6:51 PM

Amber also feels something but not sure what. Seeing the others making a stand, she steps forward to stand next to both the young men. She looks at them and Sam. At least she believes that is the young woman's name. She nods to them and without a word smiles as she meets Par Salian eyes.


((OOC: I will be not be posting for about 48hrs from this post..so do whatever with my chara..cause I know alot can happen in that amount of time. I'll catch up to ya!))


"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

[Edited by DarkMistress on Sunday, August 11, 2002 7:34 PM]

Dark_Master
08/12/2002 6:14 AM

Antonio remained silent when brought to this .....ParSalian character. His gaze seemed to pierce his mind, soul and heart. His body shook slightly. He still felt out of place....how many of them knew him....was he obvious....did he care?

He thought of going home, it sounded soo good....but...something held him back....he was interested in this old man....Antonio could have snapped the old man in two, but there was a aura of power surrounding him that he doubted he could have gotten within 10 feet of him.

"I....i'll stay....not really sure why....but i will." Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Kalia_Majere
08/12/2002 1:35 PM

Ashlynne allowed ParSalian's words bounce around her mind for a few....and shook her head. She didn't know why, but she was brought her for a reason, and she wanted to find out.

"I will too. You brought me, us, here for a reason....and I want to know."In the Valleys of Fear,
Do I walk with my head high;
The weakness that threatens,
My courage belies.
And when it is courage
That fails me aw well
It is hope and my faith
That save me from Hell

Kitiara99
08/12/2002 4:06 PM

OOC: I'm back, thanks for slowing down, it was easy to catch up again.

IC: Sara didn't feel any strong urge to leave. She had watched the others make their choice, and clearly, some had struggled more than others. She admitted that deep down inside, she was a little nervous. But going back home held no attraction for her, and she was more curious than afraid. She took her place among those had had decided to stay.“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

MagnusSSC
08/13/2002 9:18 AM

He remained behind everyone, still thinking it best to remain as unnoticed as possible. He did not step forward, but his jaw was set firm, and he wasn't budging. Obviously..he wasn't going anywhere.

Leave...? Why would he want to leave? This place seemed like a dream, more then a dream, it was like a dream he'd been having for years, and that dream usually ended rather well, so why would he want to take a chance of giving that up?

After a moment, all these silent musings running through his head, he finally got off his "high horse", and stepped up alongside the rest of the group, staring at the mages intently with those pale grey eyes of his.

It was obvious the man named Par Salian was abound with knowledge, and wise beyond the years of any others here. He could feel the energy radiating from the man...and Wiccan that he was, could see the strong Aura surrounding the man.

When he finally spoke, it was like a deep whisper in the wind, so used to being silent that aparently he didn't much care for the sound that he made, though some called his voice melodious, he preffered the silence. "I don't think any of us are leaving...so let's hear why you've brought us to this place Great One.""Even if I go to hell, I will live till the end of the world, and if the world does not come to an end, I will destroy it with my own hands!" -Lacan

[Edited by MagnusSSC on Tuesday, August 13, 2002 9:26 AM]

MagnusSSC
08/13/2002 9:32 AM

OOC: Annnnnnnnnnnnnnd just to let everyone know right along witht he rest of ya this me a few years back....so..yeah, happy day. :-D He only knows what I know! MUAH!"Even if I go to hell, I will live till the end of the world, and if the world does not come to an end, I will destroy it with my own hands!" -Lacan

Airiana
08/13/2002 12:12 PM

Jasmine was in a daze. She could barely realize what was going on, and so, was the last to be touched by ParSalian's piercing gaze, and last to reply to the question that seemed to have been asked of each individual in the room. "Well, ParSalian, sir... I would really love to know what's going on here.. and I don't intend to leave until I do.. And to be perfectly honeset, sir. I doubt I'll want to leave then. So could you please tell us why we're here?"

Jasmine brushed her long brown hair away from her face and her emerald green eyes shimmered with curiosity.

OOC: Like most of the rest of you have already stated.. This is me. Name changed, but that's it. I was born and raised in West Virginia so survival skills are kinda natural, especially when it comes to just hanging out in the woods. I'm not the best at Archary, but I'm learning and seem to be improving quite a bit. I can fire a shotgun and use knifes with no problem. The only thing I exaggerated on it being built a little bit more than I am, other than that.. Jasmine is me. ^_^

Well anywho.. I dunno how much I'll be able to write, at least three or four times a week.. And if you want, you can just manipulate my character as you will. Exploit her few talents as you will (please do not take that in any way sexually.. as I know there are guys among us who probably have dirty minds....)

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Mirror
08/13/2002 3:05 PM

OOC: Why does it just have to be the guys who have dirty minds?!

*brings forth her cattle prod from behind her back and raises her eye brows in a nudge nudge, wink wink fashion!* :D :D :D :D :D

Ahem.............right..............ok then...............yes, well.................

*ducks and hides the cattle prod again, whistling and exiting, stage right* :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;)Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

DarkMistress
08/13/2002 5:44 PM


OOC: Why does it just have to be the guys who have dirty minds?!


OOC: I agree with your statement! Most of us gals have them too!! I could NOT live without mine!*Whistles a happy tune and wanders back off into the background*
"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Kitiara99
08/13/2002 6:15 PM

OOC: Haha, so true. I would even say some girls have more dirty minds than guys. They're just not always as vocal about it. Hehe.“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Dark_Master
08/14/2002 2:09 AM


some girls have more dirty minds than guys



OOC: Says who?!, well....this is one guy who could out dirty mind you all any day.....*cough*.....did i say that out loud...hehe. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

MagnusSSC
08/14/2002 6:35 AM

OOC: Wha....dirty mind? Well! I'll have you know my mind is not in the least bit dirty!! It's in the gutter all the time....but the gutter gets cleaned every Tuesday!! So NYAH!"Even if I go to hell, I will live till the end of the world, and if the world does not come to an end, I will destroy it with my own hands!" -Lacan

Mirror
08/14/2002 7:51 AM


Says who?!, well....this is one guy who could out dirty mind you all any day....



OOC: I'd like to see you try!!!!!!!!!!

:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :DRay: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Kitiara99
08/14/2002 9:55 AM

OOC: Was that a challenge, Dark Master? :D :D :D :D :D“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

DarkMistress
08/14/2002 4:18 PM


OOC: Was that a challenge, Dark Master? :D :D :D :D :D


OOC: Yahoo! A Dirt War! lol Bring it on! Throws some mud at Dark Master! hehe! Opps sorry! throws him a towel, starts whistling and looks around Hey so..I guess we should get on with the story!smiles sweetly
"This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

[Edited by DarkMistress on Wednesday, August 14, 2002 6:30 PM]

[Edited by DarkMistress on Wednesday, August 14, 2002 6:31 PM]

Dark_Master
08/15/2002 5:52 AM

OOC: LOL....girls, girls.....i would never dream of challenging you all.....it just wouldn't be fair on you. hehe. Just kiddin. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

MagnusSSC
08/15/2002 6:54 AM

OOC: *Burrows further into his beanbag, little bubble Z's floating up from his slumbering form...."Even if I go to hell, I will live till the end of the world, and if the world does not come to an end, I will destroy it with my own hands!" -Lacan

Kitiara99
08/15/2002 8:12 AM

OOC: Them's fightin' words, Dark Master! LoL, j/k. Hmm, the roleplaying part of this thread seems to have vanished. Bring on the dirt war! “We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Dark_Master
08/15/2002 10:07 AM

OOC: Yeah lets bring the roleplaying back...hehe. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Airiana
08/18/2002 4:04 PM

OOC: Geez.... I didn't know that one little comment would bring on twelve OOC posts... **Shakes her head** Yeah, I know us girls have minds that are just as dirty, if not more in some cases... :P But, guys do tend to be more vocal on it, so that's why I said that... So... does anybody actually want to RP again now?

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Kitiara99
08/19/2002 6:54 AM

OOC: I think we're waiting for Mertonius.... I'm pretty sure everyone's character decided to stay.“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Dark_Master
08/19/2002 9:11 AM

OOC: Yeah, just waiting for Mert to come along and keep the story going.....
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Kitiara99
08/19/2002 10:01 AM

OOC: Well, I'm sure this thread will start up again, but I'll be going away soon and then school starts so I'll be busier. So I'll take advantage of this slow point to quietly drop out of this thread. Bye bye....“We pity him. We hate him. We fear him – all because there is a little of him in each of us, though we admit it to ourselves only in the darkest part of the night.”
~Justarius speaking of Raistlin~

Airiana
08/22/2002 9:17 AM

OOC:Where is Mert?! I would like to start RPing again soon......

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Dark_Master
08/22/2002 9:39 AM

OOC: Yeah, i liked where this was going......
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Damien
08/26/2002 11:00 AM

((OOC: Hm. This seems pretty dead, but if by chance Mert comes back and the RP gets underway again, I'll be taking over Adrian's character (Adrian's my roommate) as he has to work and can't come, so he asked me to play his characters for him. So yes, it'll be me playing Adrian if this thread comes back to life.))Fear me. Revere me. Hate me. Love me. Kiss me. Hold me. Touch me. Kill me. Tear me apart. Break me in half. Feel the wound. Now take me to bed, and make me yours.

"Come and take a walk with me, where the angels fear to tread."
"I'll take you, forsake you, deny you, defy you."

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