First Chess.com RP!!!

ok then... he cant control things with the force then... how about that?? and i was only killing him off because i couldnt be bothered with the crap off writing his side

 

Who hasn't watch bleach yet?  Sorry, but i like anime and thats why I joined the story.

 

As Fader sits he started to think back to the time when he and Loki were still friends.  He knew the power of Lokis' eye and was jealous, so when that man came and told him that he wanted the eye, Fader offered to help.  Little did he know that his actions would be the start of the end of the world.  After Fader betrayed Loki he was ashamed of himself and went away.  They haven't seen eachother since.  Fader believes that if he can answer his riddel, he would know how to make piece with Loki and become firends once again.  His only regret would be if he met Loki before he finished his quest.

Gideon wrote:

Who hasn't watch bleach yet?  Sorry, but i like anime and thats why I joined the story.

 

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 Haha, not saying Bleach is bad, quite the contrary! I'm just pointing out that Hollow was a character's name, and not a hollow from Bleach, like it sounded in your original post :p

Ye I know. Sorry, I miss-read a bit.  Thanx for pointing it out to me

Loki just shrugged. "After that group ambushed me two weeks ago, I hardly trust anybody." "But enough of that, we must find out who did this." He scanned the area. "He knew we were coming."

"How do you propose we find that person, and how do you know it is a "he"?" Valentine fealt at unease with the surrondings, someone was watching them and weren't revealing themselves.

"Shall I fly us out of here Loki?" he asked while his long wings sprouted from his back in a suggestive way.

Darth_Rabidus wrote:

ok then... he cant control things with the force then... how about that?? and i was only killing him off because i couldnt be bothered with the crap off writing his side

 

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sorry but i believe a proper rp must have guidelines and )o perhaps a story line)-neither of which you have . rules in this case are not meant to be broken, and i hate to be critical,but this whole topic has gotten rather dog-eared and eliptical. perhaps this is not the media for this type of development?

"What .... what happend? I must've fallen asleep.  It'll be dark soon so I must start searching for shelter."  Fader walked a few meters and stop dead in his tracks!  Infront of him is something that looks like a aminal.  Could it be that it's been starring at him the whole time he was asleep??  Fader had never in his life seen something like that.  "I wonder if it's dangerous."

Fader still struggeling to perfect his combat skills using his virtual images, but for some strange reason he's feel eager to attack this wierd looking animal.  "If I fight this animal" he thought to himself, "i might improve my combat skills, but since that day (when he betrayed Loki) I promissed that i won't hurt anyone else"

 "I wish I can find somebody to help me train to become stronger.  Here I am, in over my head, and still trying to save the world"  Fader decided to walk around the animal to find some shelter.

Goo's repro yells "greetings" across an open area to Val and Loki with arms open to show he is approaching in peace. Goo must find out all he can about this city and what happened. It seems as everywhere he intends to go is destroyed or abandoned before he arrives. Does somebody know his secret? Has his true creator found him and realizes that he is close to discovering where he cam from? After all, he is the only one of his kind, and a creator that made him must be powerful enough to destroy anything in his/her path.

My character is an Iraqi insurgent.  His name is Achmed and he wears sandals.  His feet are gnarled and dirty from years of walking in Iraq.  He needs his toenails clipped, but little does anyone know, that his toenails are the source of his power.... because you see, he was born without arms.  So when he needs to make an IED, he has to use his feet.  He wears torn fabrics about his loins and he uses a small string for a belt.  He wears no shirt, his right pectoralis major is bulging from a unique deformity that causes this one muscle to be abnormally large.  His left pectoral tho, was ripped away by a high caliber round during the Kuwait invasion long ago.  He sees Loki and Valentine in the distance and hopes to get his toes working fast enough to set his roadside bomb and scurry for cover.  He loves oversized pistols and he wants them for himself!

Loki grinned. "No don't fly us out it would be too easy." He field-striped the firing mechanism of his pistol. Then he pulled a large attachment from his pack and attatched it to his pistol, converting it to a mini gatling gun. He chuckled, "After that ambush I realized that I might sometimes need more fire power."

Goo is feeling ignored as he yells to Loki and Val and they do not respond. It reminds him of a trip to the Nameless Lands of Obani where he came upon a group of beings that looked normal from afar then when he got closer he realized that they were a bunch of 20th century crackheads sharing a pipe and nibbling on the corpse of a dead dealer. Goo's repro reached into his overcoat pocket and pulled out a handful of what appeared to be glowing marbles. Innocent looking enough they may be, but powerful as a weapon they are.

"Hello there," Val shouted towards the being that had called out. "State your purpose!" His revolver was lowered in a friendly gesture.

In the meantime, Vals wings had curled up into his back again. The back always looked somehow different to human backs as the feathers beneath the skin gave it a dark, gnarled wood effect. The skin seemed to close a few seconds after the wings had gone completely in giving an insight to the two cavities in which the wings were kept.

"Hello", shouted Goo. "I wish safe passage and request protection on my journey to find my creator." Goo walked slowly toward Loki and Val. "I have valuable gems and I can pay handsomely. I need to be escorted to the forgotten cities of the past where all are forbidden." Goo was testing the strangers knowledge of the lands beyond. Knowing that nobody has ever returned from the forgotten cities of the past. "Once we are close to the forgotten cities, you can leave me to assure your own safety. If you are too scared I understand." Goo poked. "May I approach closer?"

 

"hmm..." Loki thought "I don't trust anybody right now after being led to a hologram city where they should have been blown up already... and the way this guy spoke seemed a little too... planned." He slotted in a belt of ammo protruding from a slot in his pack and pointed the weapon at the stranger. "Tell me why I shouldn't shoot you where you stand!" he shouted. This was all too weird, first a holo of a destroyed city, then no explosion, then this guy talking like a Shakespeare character, and if those glowing things in that guys hands were just gems, he would eat his travel pack whole. They needed to get out of this city and fast.

"You can shoot me if you desire. You have the gun and the power. But know this, killing me will only result in your own demise. I need you because my creator can't track nor feel you. You need me or you will surley die where you stand." Goo could feel the tension but had no choice but to press forward. "I have seen the tree dwellers that are following you. They have you surrounded. They too can fly and they have many more weapons than you. Together we can travel."

watching from afar darth rabidus was interested in what was taking place... some wierd looking thing talking to the people he was surely going to destroy in a few posts time... maybe this organism could be the key to helping him destroy them... hoping greedily the all three blow up in amillion pieces he slips backwards into the overgrowth waiting... ever waiting for the moment to strike...

"Surrounded?" Loki laughed. "That just means a little extra fun for us. We have been in far worse situations." He turned back to his companion. "Val", he said "Could you scout the area?" He jerked his head up to the sky indicating what he meant.

At last there was an excuse to fly. Flying is what came naturally to the Pyrelians and it just fealt awkward to walk instead, the same way that birds walk a little unnaturally. Val crouched slightly, then with wings grown to the full 6 feet across, he sprang upwards; arms by his sides and face pointing upwards.

Then, 25 meters above the ground, he swiched to a gliding, horizontal motion, which could be maintained for hours if needed. From here he could see miles of city in each direction, but after that there was just deep forest with the occasional footpath. This was certainly not usual for a city this size.

However there were no visable fliers in the air as suggested by the creature. Invisbility, Val thought, or perhaps they are simply hiding? This lack of potential enemies was also true at ground level, but there was a labarinth of hiding places in a city like that so anyone who wan't to remain unnoticed would probably succeed.

He sank down to floor level again, elegantly landing on his feet while the air from the slow wing beats blew gravel from the imediate area. A simply shake of the head told Loki all that he needed to know.

Goo was agitated by the lack of concern and the macho testosterone filled antics by the wanderers. "You can be foolish if you like my winged friend. But know this, what you don't have the power to see will inevitably be your doom. I'd suggest finding a safe place before the sun sets. If not, by morning you yourself may not rise." Goo's repro flipped one of the glowing marbles into the air and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. As the smoke lifted into the sky a message formed: "Be wary, there are others besides me watching you from the forest."