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Post by Satsujin on Dec 5, 2004 18:58:47 GMT -5
The surroundings changed, now phasing into the abyss itself. On all sides of them streached nothingness, unbound by the laws of space and time.
"Ahh. Home sweet home..."
Satsujin's body melded into the darkness itself, his physical form becomming non-existant. He was now part of the darkness all around Surma. He WAS the darkness, and his booming voice resonated through the void from everywhere.
"You may be strong, but you sure are stupid."
Surma was suddenly hit in the back of the head by nothing. The fabric of space had bulged out from the void to hit him, only to return to normal. An evil laugh rang through the void afterwards.
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Ixyanarosir
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Ministry of Terror Necromancer Dragon
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Post by Ixyanarosir on Dec 5, 2004 18:59:19 GMT -5
Assuming the young prophet is unconcious, I wing down towards Kaschei's office. Resuming my human form, I summon two wights to carry him and enter Kaschei's office.
"The prophet Andrew Kasher has been captured, as you commanded my lord."
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Post by Faust on Dec 5, 2004 18:59:21 GMT -5
"A battle of wills? I think not!" He drove his hand into the ground, and it seemed an earthquake was producing beneath Soren's shield. From up under him, skellitons and undead poped up from the ground.
"Attack!"
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Dec 5, 2004 18:59:40 GMT -5
"I hardly know you. Maybe I gave you the wrong impression. I have a hard time with these decisions. It is a conflict of morality. I am religious but at the same time believe in politics that seem to promote atheism."
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Dec 5, 2004 19:00:37 GMT -5
Andrew continues to absorb moisture from the air. His sunglasses have been shattered, and some of the shards have cut his face, causing him to bleed. The red turns to water as it moves down his face.
As they pass through a cloud, Andrew absorbs enough moisture to knit a few of his bones together. Despite the fact that they are much stringer than normal human bones, the pummeling they took from the zombies fractured the thinner ones.
"I usually have a blindfold," Andrew mumbles. His granite colored, irisless and pupiless eyes in full view.
This is rediculous. Every time I go somewhere with Elijah, I get attacked. Stupid Ministry of Terror. Arg.
Andrew is carried into a familiar place. It reeks of magic, and he senses ripples of distortions from the manipulation of time. The office of Kashei the deathless.
The two creatures holding him are headly neccissary as guards. Andrew has not managed to remove enough moisture from the air to heal his legs enough to walk. Rather, they are the only things holding him upright.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 5, 2004 19:02:17 GMT -5
"Thank you Herr Bassarov." I say greatfully. "I don't like him much, but most humans don't seem to care much for voodoo... To me hacking is much the same thing."
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Post by Soren on Dec 5, 2004 19:03:18 GMT -5
Soren sits in his bubble. He can not move or attack, but the undead can cause him no harm.
"Let me tell you all about my collection. I collect and build model trolleys. It is an interesting hobby. Right now I have 25 trolleys that I hand painted. Sometimes I order special decals online. I also want to create a diarama of a city and set up some of my trolleys." Soren explains from inside his bubble.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 5, 2004 19:04:50 GMT -5
"I don't see how your religeous and political goals are in conflict, both preach the same end result." I say, somehow feeling that I may be wronging him... "I followed you because you did seem to want me before. I need to have a man, or at least learn a better way to give myself pleasure..."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 5, 2004 19:05:06 GMT -5
"We could take a short walk now if you like." Bassarov offers.
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Post by Faust on Dec 5, 2004 19:05:58 GMT -5
Faust was dumbfounded. "...I really don't like you. Well, were to be going now. Can't say the same for my friends." The hundreds of undead moaned with glee.
"Nope. They will stay. Trust me. They will never get tired of listening about trolleys. I bid you adu."
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Dec 5, 2004 19:06:12 GMT -5
Andrew continues to remove moisture from the air. The air in Kaschei's office becomes very, very dry. He starts to try to fix his teeth enough to talk properly.
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 5, 2004 19:06:16 GMT -5
Freak Boy arrives at the rebel base and opens the door to room 11. It's neat, clean and relatively organized... this won't do at all!
(Now I go to the unrelated boards.)
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Ixyanarosir
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Post by Ixyanarosir on Dec 5, 2004 19:07:10 GMT -5
"You know, trying to heal yourself is something of a futile endeavor, that just means we can break your bones again," I say wryly.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 5, 2004 19:09:31 GMT -5
"Yes, I would like that." I say, standing up. The room is stuffy with stale smoke and food smells, neither of which sit too well with me.
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Dec 5, 2004 19:09:31 GMT -5
"That is very true. It teaches love, kindness, selflessness, and humility. These are the qualities I attribute to socialism as well. The nuns at my college live communally. I think that says something about our values." Xavier replies.
"And I was mostly playing around back at my apartment. It annoys Phillipe so I like to do it. Maybe you need to find satisfaction in something other than a man's love or sex."
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