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Firor's Fury
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Swanage, in Dorset.
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Cyr sighed, shaking his head. His hair was rugged, his eyes still soaked from tears he had cried over the tutor's loss. It was still hard to fathom that his blood was on his hands, but it was. He made an effort to smile, but it seemed half-hearted. His voice was low and rough, yet full of emotion.
"No, Niola. I'm not." He said wearily. "To be honest, is anyone? We're all in deep shit here. And... I don't want to talk about it... It was one of the telepathic masters, he was..." Cyr looked to the side, hurt in his eyes was evident as he tried to help Niola up, grunting lightly as he did. His tall, slender figure nearly dwarfing Niola. He smiled again, his eyes warm - but sorrowfull. Suddenly, a vision rushed to his mind. This wasn't like the others, no. It was from when he formed the one. He cursed lightly, he spent too much time connected to their councioussness. The images flew through his mind like a storm. __________________________________________________ ___ "N-no! Don'-" A pleading voice said, it's sound crueley cut off by the swipe of a blade, the gurgling of blood ensued as blood sprayed across the wall. The body of the child fell limp on the wall as death took it. __________________________________________________ ___ Running, got to keep, got to- Tought a young student as he ran through the grass. Angry shouts, and sounds of people flipping into a beserk rage behind him. He leapt forward, suddenly pain seared through his body. Blood spurted from his chest as a spike of ice rammed through his torso. __________________________________________________ ___ "What do you want...?!" Asked a old man, innocence in his eyes, pleading with a hooded figure. His eyes were tearfull and full of sorrow, his speech coming out in long, sorrowfull sobs. A body was in the corner, a child... A small girl, her throat was cut... There was blood everywhere. Her skin was pale, her eyes closed. __________________________________________________ ___ A hooded figure running westward flared into his mind, a desperate student within a window growled as he saw him running. He leapt from the window, recognizing him as the leader - only for the hooded man to turn around, a lance of ice ramming through his chest - before the boy burst into flames. His blood-filled screams resonating throughout the night sky. __________________________________________________ ___ Cyr's eyes widened as he dropped to his knees, shaking. He looked at his hands, he had... He... Those felt... Real? No- they couldn't be, they were visions. They were... The images of the blood-coated walls of the academy flashed to his mind, and he let out a scream of anger before he got a grip on sanity. Breathing deeply. "God, ****ing. Damnit..." Cyr muttered under his breath. Before looking up at Niola. "The leader - he's... He's heading... Westward." (( Just thinking the enemy should be able to master all elements - :P It'd make it more of a threat, say if you disagree, though. Oh, and the visions - when Cyr merged with the consciousness of the dead around him to form the one, he retained some of their memories aswell. )) |
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Shadowsworn's Sandwich
Join Date: Sep 2006
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Walking towards the academy, Dzi started to debate on what to do next. What if he confronts the enemy? What if he is outnumbered?"I must do what I can" he said to himself out loud. Finally he got to the academy. Once there, everything seemed different though. There were no more guards on the campus. Everything remained calm. Walking slowly into the middle, something didnt feel right. Right that second, a man came out of no where and stood infront of him.
"You look like one of those academy kids" the man said rudely to Dzi. "Im guessing you work for the one behind all this?" Dzi motioned in a rather pissed off mood. "Meh... you can say that" replied the man who started to act like he was streching. "The name is Kacer, and I work under General Raynye". Dzi walked alittle to his left and gave a small smile saying "So thats your general's name...". "How many of these "generals" are there?" "Wouldnt you like to know" Kacer said as pulled out two small daggers from from his waste. "I'll tell you one thing though, we have 15 mins before this place explodes. I was used as a scout to see what was here, but my General wouldn't care at all if I died. I am just a small piece of this large plan" he said as he gave a evil laugh. Putting on a serious face, and closing his eyes to reveal his wind eyes, Dzi replied "Lets get this started then". |
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Today was Nel's 15th birthday, and she was as happy as could be. Although her family wasn't rich, she had lots of friends, and they all went everywhere together. Today was different, though. Her parents had sent her out on an errand, but she knew the truth: they were sending her off so that they could set up a surprise party for her! She could hardly wait, but she took her time, knowing that it would take a little for her parents and friends to set everything up. After finishing up her errands, she started on her way home when she noticed a small flyer pinned onto a wall. Everybody around her seemed to ignore it, so she went up to it and read it; it talked about an "academy" of sorts, but the line that drew Nel in the most was the one that said, "Ever feel you were different from the others? Come join us at the Academy." She always did feel as if she was different. Just being around others seemed to make them feel better, and if one of her friends ended up tripping and scraping their knees, and Nel was there to help them, the injury always seemed to heal faster than normal. Still curious about this whole "academy", Nel took the flyer and continued on her way home. Upon arrival she found the door was wide open. Somebody must have come late, she thought, and stepped inside, ready to be welcomed by her family and friends. What Nel saw, however, was the exact opposite: her family and friends were sprawled out on the floor, blood all over the ground and walls. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't, and when she looked up she noticed a figure obscured by a black robe. The figure slowly looked up toward Nel, and gave a sinister smile. "Happy birthday..." said the figure. ------------------------------- Nel jumped up suddenly, wide eye'd in terror. What WAS that? she thought. She remembered the scene of her family's murder clearly, and there was nobody else around besides her and her dead family. "Oh jeeze...Now I'm just going crazy." She said to herself, then felt around beside her to find her newly aquired sword, and felt a piece of paper. On it, she read the words, "I'm going back to the Academy." "Again? Why are they going back?" Nel wondered. Who wrote that letter? Dzi? Or maybe Cyr? It doesn't matter now anyway...If they're going back, I should go as well. She said to herself as she picked up her weapon, and headed back in the direction of the Academy. ((I just thought the leader of all this would at least know there were some survivers. And if he can control all elements, then what would stop him from trying to mess up everyone's minds? Also, *Sky, if you want, I'll let you introduce Nel coming toward the academy, and possibly finding Dzi and the newcomer if you want. Otherwise, I'll do it myself after a few posts.)) |
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Shadowsworn's Sandwich
Join Date: Sep 2006
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(Its up to you. Do you just want to heal, or fight someone? I can add in another dude (which could be cool) if you want. It could be a 2 on 2 fight. If you want to heal, I have another another way of continuing the story.)
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Sun? What Sun?
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: United Kingdom
Posts: 995
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(OOC: Help I haz writerz block!!!!!)
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'The greater good? What is the greater good? I sure as hell know that it's not enslaving and killing innocents.' ~Crazy Wolfgang, In darkness, We shine.
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Firor's Fury
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Swanage, in Dorset.
Posts: 3,022
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(( It's fine, Arri :P I was kidding - the fact that he's ****ing with our mind WOULD be a good plot device and make him even more of a threat - and would give us an excuse for all the vivid visions the group's been getting lateley, you don't have to remove anything. ))
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