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Ontarys
03/08/2005 5:53 PM

A time in years gone past there was a land rich in rping. So bountiful was it, that as soon as you posted or started a thread..............there was a response. Interest was high, participation off the charts. Alas, those days have gone past. Legendary posters rose.......and fell. Names lost in memory.....

Mertonious
Starlight
Lunitari
Ontarys ;)

And many more who's names have long since been forgotten. Ah......but wait, are there still yet some from those days of glory still around??? A name.....

Kalia

Even another???

Eswiftfire (sp) ......

Flandrake

And others.

What brought about the fall of those lost? What has kept those that remain? No one knows. And then........

A call.

A call to those whom have left the consortium and faded into myth, some of you do as I......Lurk and watch but stay out of sight. There is a story to tell.A story off days gone by, of rich, intricate, and in debt threads that lasted. Are those days gone forever? Has past turned to legend, turned to myth, turned to oblivion? The slumber, shall it be broken?

It all started in the corner of an inn here, a far off forest there, in a mine over yonder, the mountains of some lost terrain. Come, come from wherever you slumber, let your char tell the story of what has happened. Lurk no more. For one thread bring rpg back to glory.

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In his small ramshackle tent Taryis jump upright as if out of a nightmare. He felt as if he had slept for ages. Something........was calling him. Much had changed.......much may have remained the same, he wold soon find out. the outskirts of palanthas lay not 5 miles west. Quickly he gathered his things and started down the road. he had the feeling of something lost, as if at another time there were other options besides walking, snatches of memories of him going where he chose materializing out of thin air blazed in his mind, a vauge fuzziness kept that just out of grasp of recognition. He marched on. He had heard the call.............would anyone else?

The Lurker saga had begun.....

Kalia_Majere
03/08/2005 7:29 PM

Glimmer stirred in her lair, feeling a call that stirred her soul. A call whose tone sounded familiar. Even though the call wasn't directed towards her, she would answer it. She made her way to the entrace to the lair, and leaped out into the air, allowing the strong wind currents to push at her wings as she climbed higher into the sky.

To the north she could see the coastline, and the small glimmering city of Palanthas. The sun glittered off of her bright scales, making her seem like a star in the noon-day light. Her white feathered wings bore her high into the sky, carrying her towards Palanthas.

The Voice, or was it an echo along the call? It belonged to one she had not seen in quite some time. She had helped him in times past, as he had once helped her. Perhaps another journey had arisen, a call to arms, or perhaps only a friendly chat....

Ontarys
03/09/2005 10:24 AM

It didnt take to reach the outskirts of palanthas. Taryis marveled at its beauty. Not wanting to bother with the comotion of the city he pitched hid tent, the comotion could wait til tomorrow. He was sure he would run into someone sooner or later. He had a story to tell.

He had a strange feeling...........an emptiness as if he were fading away. He couldnt quite understand it, but he knew..............

Dream_Knight
03/09/2005 1:10 PM

Is this an RP thread? If so, Kalia, move it to the proper place.

Chung

Ontarys
03/11/2005 6:29 PM

Suddenly Tayris felt tired. He paused as he looked upward at the sky quickly fading to night, a brilliant dusk. In that moment of he pause all his memories returned. His adventures, triumphs, failures......clarity. With it all came a certain sadness. The call, it wasnt there anymore. The sure knowledge that others would come was no longer there. He took a seat on the hard dusty road as the wind picked up.

"After all this time. I have had my fill, it is only fitting it should end this way."

A low howl was all that could be heard, a strong gale in dusks last throes. Slowly he laid down his staff, still studded with the crystal from one of his many adventures now long forgotten. It began to shine and pulsate almost in harmony with the soft rumble in the sky, a storm must be brewing.

"And so it ends."

Lightnings licked the sky along with the now torrential rain. With one last admiring look at his staff he closed his eyes............................and faded away.

*Tear*

eswiftfire
03/12/2005 2:48 AM

Eliar Swiftfire appeared suddenly, noiselessly, without warning. There was no need to use a POOF! to announce his arrival when there wasn't anyone around to witness it. The young spiky-haired mage eyed his surroundings carefully whilst maintaining his usual bored expression. Lightning flashed brilliantly in the sky, accompanied by the loud roaring thunder, and the damnably cold rain.

A strong gust of wind blew, sending the dead leaves around him into the air. Spinning, whirling leaves, dancing a dance of chaos and madness. Night has descended upon the place, the last remaining rays of the sun swallowed completely by darkness. Eliar trudged slowly through the wasteland, using nothing but a glowing orb to illuminate the path before him.

"Once upon a time, an ogre was playing at the fields with his friend." Eliar spoke out. "Then, exhausted, he slept beneath a tree and started dreaming. In the dream, he was a baby girl, with loving parents who were willing to give her anything she wanted. After that, she grew up, went to school and made many friends, undergoing many events and trials in her life. She fell in love sometime later, and got married. She gave birth to a son and a daughter, who grew up and formed their own families. A happy and fruitful life this woman had even though she had experienced many losses and tears, but like all humans, she could not escape from the clutches of Time. She became old, yet wise and content. When Death came to claim her eventually, she was surrounded by family and friends. Reassured, without fear, she passed away peacefully. And that was when the ogre woke up from his slumber, and continued playing with his friend. Is life just a dream? If it is, then who is the Dreamer?"

There was no answer. But he had long expected that, thus he continued his lone journey.

"A vow was made long ago that I will never ever set foot upon this realm again." Eliar said. "But since I was called, I shall make this an exception. Indeed, there are countless tales to be shared, but then, when memories are put into words, they tend to fade away from our minds. Am I a myth? Am I a legend? If I am, I shall weep. Because the memories people have of me are not real. I will cease being Eliar Swiftfire the person, and become Eliar Swiftfire the myth, the legend. My sense of 'Self' will dissipate, because myths and legends are constructed by other people."

Finally, he stopped walking when he realized that he had reached the edge of the cliff. Below the mountain... there was nothing.

"Anyway, this thread has been hijacked by Thread Enders Inc." Eliar said.

Alanded
03/12/2005 3:35 AM


"Anyway, this thread has been hijacked by Thread Enders Inc." Eliar said.


"coolio." Al said, popping up from beneath a rock, which promptly hatched into a purple crab that flew away.

Ed was nowhere in sight. "Hah," said he. "I am a pumpernickel!"

"weren't you supposed to be nowhere in sight?"

"TRUE!!!" Ed jubilated. "But no one in particular said i was nowhere in sound."

"I DID NOT!!!!" said no one in particular.

"coolio." Al said. "This is getting rather crowded."

Everyone falls silent and stares at Eliar staring at the nothingness below the mountain.

Someone farts, breaking the sombre, tense, and somewhat spiffy ruminating scene of existence.

Al stabs Someone in the foot with a 2B pencil.

"OW!!! Whydja do that for?"

"this is the thread of pointless self glorification and backwards lookingness, with added angst and preservatives. plus trace elements of skulkititis. It's not the thread of fart jokes." the Talking Head explains.

"oh yeah, so what do we do now?" A muddy fish chipped in.

"pointless self glorification and looking back on old times?" its left testicle suggested.

"...."

"nah." they said in unison.

Everyone stares at Swifty again. The muddy fish scratches its testicles.

"thanks!" they chirp out, then rot off.

"crud."

Then there was a moment of awkward silence.

eswiftfire
03/12/2005 3:53 AM

Eliar: I now stare at nothingness, yet I hear weird sounds.
Eliar: Am I alone? I'm sure I've heard some voices.
Eliar: This is strange. This is so strange.
Eliar: My mind is like the sea. And my thoughts are like fishes.
Eliar: They swim endlessly here and there.
Eliar: What am I thinking now?
Eliar: I am thinking of what I am thinking now.
Eliar: Wait, I shall stop thinking.
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Eliar: Hm. Difficult.
Eliar: Right, so how am I going to end this thread?
Eliar: Summon Barney again?
Eliar: Nope, impossible to do when this realm has no inhabitants at all.
Eliar: No one's heads will explode.
Eliar: Hmmm... pop cultural references? Inappropriate for a place like this.
Eliar: Come to think of it, to destroy a place without anyone in it is kinda challenging.
Eliar: It is a good thing these are all my thoughts.
Eliar: And I'm not speaking them out loud.
Eliar: Otherwise, they will have no idea how rusty I am these days.
Eliar: Things were so different back in the glory days...
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Eliar: What glory days? There are no glory days.
Eliar: Just a matter of perception.
Eliar: Trends change. Cultures change.
Eliar: Everything's arbitrary.
Eliar: All I have to do is decide what I should do now.
Eliar: Argh, this is so goddamn hard.
Eliar: What can I do?
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Eliar: What have I become??
Eliar: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT????
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Alanded
03/12/2005 4:16 AM

"suddenly, there was a loud rumbling, and-"

"I beg your pardon?"

"oopsie."

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling, and everyone looked at their feet.

"Whooo... nice threads dude. I didn't know Nike made steel-toed combat sneakers."


"..."


sigh....


Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling, and everyone looked at the GROUND under their feet.

"w00t! 34rthqu4k3!" said a mad r4v3r in a mosh pit that went speeding by.

"coolio."

"That's the 3rd time you used that phrase already! Think of something else." Ed said, the only one who was looking at the ground NOT under his feet, because he was nowhere in sight.

"uhm.... whoa?"

"the bitter angst left by the Lurker has eaten through the crappy plot props, the whole place is going to collapse!!!!" said anime-style expositionary #47. (#1-46 were still on vacation after working on the set of Rurouni Kenshin explaining all those crazy ass moves the Battousai pulls.)

"we're all gonna die a horrible, horrible death in obscurity..."

"QUICK ROBIN! To the character canon, uhm i mean cannon!"

"Holy Plot Devices Batman, you're right! It's our only chance!"

Everyone dashes to the character canon, uhm CANNON, which is primed and pointing towards safety. On the way there, a plot hole opens up and swallows bird brain and bat fetish. Everyone else piles in, seals the hatch and then wait expectantly.

"Shouldn't we have to light a fuse or something?"

...crud.

"Everyone dashes to the character canon, uhm CANNON, which is primed and pointing towards safety. On the way there, a plot hole opens up and swallows bird brain and bat fetish. Everyone else piles in, seals the hatch and then wait expectantly. But before that, the muddy fish's testicles stop to light the fuse train by rubbing themselves against each other."

BOOM!!! went the canon, uhm CANNON. And all the characters shot into Space.

Moments later.

BOOM!!! went the thread, as it collapsed, exploded, and then burned into tiny ashy bits that crumbled into nothing.

eswiftfire
03/12/2005 4:28 AM

"Holy shit!" Space, who is supposedly whining by himself at Future Fellowship 3, shrieked.

But that would be a story in another thread.



Eliar looked at nothing for a long lingering moment, before opening his mouth.

"And thus, the past faded into nothingness..." He scowled suddenly. "Ah, screw it, enough of this whole angst crap. I'm returning to FF3 so I can be locked in a cage again."

He disappeared from the nothingness with a POOF!

The nothingness rejoiced.

The End

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