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  1. Gizmo, Leon, Leonis An arrow shoots out from the middle of some debris, darting towards the group. Gizmo notices it, but far too late, and he's pierced in the shoulder, collapsing to the ground almost instantly. "Another movement and I'll shoot to kill!" A voice from the debris shouts. Raphael looks to the arrow for a moment. "Ironwood. It's elven made. Probably coated in a blackbark tree's sap... It's a very powerful anesthesiac. He'll be out for a while." He then raises his voice. "I am Raphael, of the Mithran Knights! We have not come to fight you; We're here to help! What has happened
  2. That said, I've sent Jory a message, and I'll be continuing in a couple of days if he doesn't post by then
  3. Do as you will. If you're not confident, PM me the post before posting it.
  4. So, those who know me know I like to make my storylines anything but conventional and very confusing. So here's what's happening: While the humans are currently one week ahead, in the deserted town of Mirthwood, the fae are one week behind, before whatever happened to the town ocurred. So while the humans investigate the town, the events leading up to what happened will be played by the fae. And as a side note, to clarify Raphael's sentence; "Fae do not sleep" means there's something wrong, because a fae town shouldn't be deserted at night.
  5. (((( Read the OOC )))) “A...Apophillion...” The woman muttered softly, painfully, her body slumped against the man’s arms. “This can’t be happening!” The man howls, his long silver hair cascading down his shoulders. “It can’t be! We cannot die!” “Apophilllion… Remember… You must…” Leon, Leonis, Gizmo The day soon turned to night and night to day, and even though all of you assumed yourselves to be very early in your appearance at the town’s gate, Raphael was still there sooner. “I was beginning to think you’d never show up.” The man looked over every single you appraisingly, the rising s
  6. If no one has done anything yet, I'm going to move and this will count as a strike. To those unfamiliar to how I do things, a character usually dies at three. EDIT: It seems everything has been edited, though I'd prefer if the responses were more verbose as per the message I've sent the two of you. I'll continue later this day.
  7. Matthew's smile changed, and the man closed his eyes. He was now smiling sincerely in the direction of the man charging towards him. When his eyes opened again, the piercing-blue eyes almost shined with an eerie light ((One with the sea -> ON)) An angry man would make mistakes. It didn't matter even if he yielded fury itself as a weapon; Anger makes the mind one-tracked. It makes you focused, but too focused. Too focused on the wrong thing.​ And that was something he would use. (( Explanation: Up to this point in battle, Matthew wasn't making a point to use his passive - Footwork )) The
  8. I'd like to reiterate that I'm holding any update to Mithra back until the posts before Jory's are corrected. Sorry to be pedantic, but no one will improve if mistakes are overlooked.
  9. Gotcha. Well, as soon as the inconsistencies in the latest posts are written out (Like people getting NPC names wrong when there's a list of the names for reference...) I'll continue. In an effort to get everyone to review their posts and perhaps improve upon them, I won't point out any fingers. Yet.
  10. Wind elementals. Or spirits. It didn't matter. That made things many times harder. Matthew knew what he had to do first, though. They shared her battle experience, but did they share her mental fortitude? "I thought you said you wanted to make things even," Matthew started, giving the woman the biggest shit-eating grin he could. "Instead it seems you've just given us an advantage. What could two stiff winds ever do to us? Blow my hair or rustle my clothing?" He gave a hearty laughter at that thought, slowly drawing his sword. "Why, in fact, I'm almost offended. These two can match up to us?"
  11. Since Jory hasn't posted yet, I'll postpone the update to wednesday, and we'll continue normally then if he hasn't posted.
  12. Tourney starts in five minutes! Last call!

  13. The goomy tourney starts in thirty minutes! Come one, come all!

    1. AuthorReborn

      AuthorReborn

      Answer Goomy's call.

  14. Geez, this little one has been thrasing about their pokéball all day! Fret not, my darling, you'll meet your trainer in just a few hours

    1. Felix~

      Felix~

      Goomies thrash? I thought they squelched

  15. [20:00:18] Amethyst: I acknowledge it's not bad, but it doesn't especially interest me. [20:01:59] Kurotsune: Your face [20:02:03] Kurotsune: doesn't especially interest me [20:02:12] Amethyst: That's fine. [20:02:18] Kurotsune: yeah [20:02:20] Kurotsune: you know what isn't [20:03:38] Amethyst: the current worsening racial tension in most major us cities between the african american population and the increasingly or increasingly apparently violent police force? [20:04:20] Kurotsune: nope [20:04:21] Kurotsune: your face​ Just me being mean to Amethyst. Nothing unusual here.
  16. Mithra will be updated this weekend. As you may be aware, I'm fairly busy.
  17. Open the floodgates!

  18. Leonis, Leon, Gizmo You can hear an exasperated sigh escape Eugene's lips. Marianne shakes her head slightly. Alice non-chalantly shrugs her shoulder, staring at the General and waiting for his reaction. This is a man accostumed to command, and while his eyes widen the slightest at the complete lack of it he was offered, the releases a small chuckle instead, cutting the tension formed in the room. "Yes, I'm not surprised your curiosity overwhelmed your manners. But from now on, you will call me ser as it is proper." The word is emphasized. "And you will ask no questions or give any answers
  19. TL;DR forum ate my long-ass post and I'm only doing that tomorrow now Here's a small taste of what I still had copied: As you can see, not a lot. And so glorious frustration is ensuing. So tomorrow, my darlings, as soon as I wake up, this I promise. I shan't delay you much further.
  20. Matthew felt a disturbance in the force. Somewhere, a chanty was being sung, and he was not a part of it. "Wey hey, indeed." The man muttered softly, before shooting a smirk to the armored woman. "I sure hoped that it wasn't." The time had given him the chance to get used to the pain, to flex and see how far his scarred muscles would go. Far enough, one supposes. Holding his sword with his right hand again, Matthew withdrew another pistol and held it with his left. "Time for the next attempt." "Zagi, throw a fireball and move to the side. Attack her from the right flank." He had heard
  21. But alas, Icarus flew far too close to the sun, enthralled by it's beauty, and the wax did melt, and the boy did plummet to the ground.

  22. Riddle me this, little flower; What good is a root if it keeps you stuck in place?

    1. Sin!

      Sin!

      what good is replying if your just gonna argue with each other?

    2. Felix~

      Felix~

      It depends on whether you want to go or stay

    3. Ice Cream Sand Witch

      Ice Cream Sand Witch

      What good is commenting on a status if it's from months ago and no one will see it?

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