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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2003 14:56:30 GMT -5
FYI, stop mentioning my name. The only words you guys have heard out of my mouth are "Help" and "Where am I?". You need to ask my name  ((I've been calling you the newcomer. Before you, Kentari was "The newcomer," and before him, Merakin. Lol)) |
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Post by irishdragonlord on Jul 25, 2003 15:06:23 GMT -5
((I've been calling you the newcomer. Before you, Kentari was "The newcomer," and before him, Merakin. Lol)) Thank you. Hmm... I just thought - maybe the island is, like, a barracuda triangle type thing! That's why random people have randomly showed up!Wait.. um... sorry, ever since reading that disney mickey mouse book I can only call the bermuda triangle the barracuda triangle... eh heh heh... cant fet it outta my head... Also, only me and two others have mentioned how they got here... me, and the two who LIVE on the island. Explanations are in order |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2003 15:17:10 GMT -5
((Explaining how we all got here will probably end up being part of our quest))
*Torobi stops smiling upon view of Kentari's gash. He become businesslike, and opens a pouch on his belt, and sticks two fingers into it. The flames don't seem to burn it, as he is willing them not to. With the added light of the fire of his hand, he has no problem finding what he is looking for. He holds up a triangular plant seed*
"This... this is a plant that's leaves can be used to cover wounds and advance healing quickly. And if you grind it up, it makes a nice spice on pasta."
*A shimmer of energy can be seen flowing from his hand into the seed. A small sprout breaks from it. He flicks the baby plant to Kentari*
"You will have to make it grow the rest of the way if you choose to use it's healing powers... What did that to you?"
*his hands are still burning. Small droplets of flaming blood fall to the ground*
((Okay. Torobi can be a bit of a jerk and egg people on sometimes, but once he's chosen a side, he tends to help out the other people who are on his side. Whether he likes them or not.))
((I'm not sure why I'm giving random comentaries about what he's doing. Its more like talking to myself than anything else. Like I said, still polishing him up as an rp character. Lol, I'll try to keep myself from doing it too much))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2003 15:46:13 GMT -5
"Thank you!" Kentari muttered in awe. "I had a whole pouch full of these when I left the sunless woods uhh... 2000 years ago." He muttered taking the seed.
He held the seed in his outstreched hand. It floated, emmiting a perculiar green light before bursting into life. He plucked one of the leaves, from the newly sprouted plant and squued it, using the juices to stick it to his face.
"Thank you, Tech'nar..."
((WOOO! I love makeing up random words in other languages... It mean brother.))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2003 16:26:50 GMT -5
*The fires on Torobi's hands die down, again darkening the area. He seems calm for the first time this whole adventure started, and his eyes stop glowing red, taking on a curious golden hue. He nods to Kentari*
"I have only encountered such a plant once on my journeys, and that was over a decade ago. I have not too many of it's seeds left, but I rarely use them."
*he stands in a relaxed stance and looks to the newcomer for a moment, wondering why he smacked his head against a tree*
((You can tell by his eyes not glowing red and just being yellow, that he is calm and relaxed.))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2003 16:39:33 GMT -5
"Your eyes. Thats the mark of demon blood is it not? Yes, I think its about time we all said what were doing here, Ill start, unless anyone else want to?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2003 16:49:39 GMT -5
*Torobi nods slightly in responce. He stays quiet, still not understanding the circumstances in how he got to the island, and waits for the others to speak*
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2003 17:05:07 GMT -5
"Very well, Ill go. If you know the history of the Ancient races, you will know the first part of my tale. My race, the Ancient Nymphs traded emotion for eternal life, a gift to some, a curse in my oppinion. My oppinion was shared by the rest of may people, we began a tradition. Each year the top students at an academy of battle and mage would be sent out into the world, seeking out the elders who were banished as part of the bargain. They would fight them, the prize for success being our mortality and our emotion. I was sent on my 2000th birthday as the tradition say. I have been traveling for 2000 years." He stopped and took a breath, looking round at the other who were listening in.
"For six year I have been traveling with companions, a fine party if you ever saw on, battle ready and the best friend you could have, we were heading this way, seeking passage across the sea. We found a little fishing village a month back, in exchange for safe passage we promised to protect the village from a sea serpent. We stayed for weeks, waiting for the serpent. IIt came, masacreing the village as it went, we were the only survivors. Im ashamed to say I didnt see the end of that battle. I took a blow from its tale early into the battle while pushing Avriel, a young moon elf out of the way. She was uncouncious and bleeeding badly. I was knocked out, and by the looks of it either knocked here or carried by something. I dont know what hapend to my party." he smiled, as he recounted the tale, gazing at the floor. "I suppose its funny, the emotions I should be feeling, but Im not, and I want to, even though I know the pain it would cause. I hope you dont see me as weak..." he trailed off.
"Youve heard my tory, what about the rest of you?"
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Post by ievakasku on Jul 25, 2003 18:39:08 GMT -5
"I must admit I haven't told the whole truth about my coming. But I might as well, seeing as how we're all spilling our guts here. I come from the Swiftclaw Dragon Clan, in the high mountains. We are all about my size, and as such have partners for companionship and protection. My partner was a human named Fallor. We left the mountains and journeyed far and wide, seeking adventure. We found ourselves at the coast, so we bought a ship and sailed for many months. One day we were caught in a fierce storm and our small ship was smashed by the waves. I was blown to this island, and I know not what became of Fallor." Myst hung her head and gave a cry of grief, then lifted into the air and flew into the forest.
((I'm going to be gone for a week at camp, so don't expect any posts until next Saturday or Sunday.))
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Post by irishdragonlord on Jul 25, 2003 20:26:14 GMT -5
((I'm going to be gone for a week at camp, so don't expect any posts until next Saturday or Sunday.)) Same here! Cept I'm at cape cod, and coming back Sunday, then going for another week. |
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Post by misslynx on Jul 26, 2003 11:50:49 GMT -5
((have a good vacation!))
"Well, I didn't tell you everything about me as well.", said Kira, looking at the ground. "I used to live with my mother and father, in a village nearby. My parents were very kind and spent all their time in a clinic they had opened themselves. Since they both had healing powers, they healed everyone they saw hurt, good or bad. The villagers adored my parents because of their generosity and their opened minds. I was just a little kid, and used to get mad at them because they never spent time with me. I spent all my days inside, reading. The other villagers didn't like me, because they thought I should be helping my parents with their clinic. Then, one day, a sea monster killed my parents. I was terribly shocked by the death of my parents, and I decided to take care of the clinic for them." her voice began to shake slightly. "None of the villagers came because they thought I killed my parents. They started to hate me, and chased me everywhere, harrassing me and screaming I was a heartless brat. That's how I decided to move on this island." she broke into tears. "I'm sorry, I just can't help it but cry every time I remember my parents. I just feel so guilty..." she trailed off and stayed silent, tears leaking on her cheeks.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2003 15:16:22 GMT -5
Kentari stared, a blank expression on his face as the tears splashed down onto the girls fair face. "D-Death i a part of life I suppose, you have to get used to it, I have seen many people die, some very close to me." he stopped for a minute, apparently thinking about what he had just said.
"Heh, but what consolation i that, coming from a man who has never loved and has never felt the saddness of loseing someone. Is it terrible, sadness? How does love feel? This emotionless eternity truly is a hell..." he trailed off, staring at the floor.
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Post by misslynx on Jul 26, 2003 16:46:04 GMT -5
"Losing someone close is a terrible experience,", she said after a while. " but it's even worse when that someone is the only one you love and are loved by. Being left alone, without anyone, is an even more crushing experience." she said, looking straight into Kentari's eyes.
"Enough about me." she said right after. "Why don't you present yourself, erm...what's your name?", she said, looking at the newcomer((is that better?)).
((Heh, I know you won't be there for a bit, but it just had to be asked one day or another. We can't just call you "the newcomer" for half the RP))
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Post by irishdragonlord on Aug 2, 2003 9:27:29 GMT -5
OOC: I'm back!!!!!!!!
Bradnon's mouth was hanging agape. That story was terrifying, terrible, and extrmely sad.
He sat there dumbly for a few seconds before he realized he was just asked his name. He turned to answer.
"It's... er... Brandon..."
He was still heavily distrustful of this motley crew of creatures.
"Do you have a... map... or any idea of where this is...?" he asked meekly, heading over to his beloved Tran and stroking his head feathers.
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Post by misslynx on Aug 2, 2003 9:32:59 GMT -5
OOC:Yay! We can FINALLY continue the RP!
Kira looked at Brandon's state. He was soaking wet, and out of breath. "Well, all I know is that the only village nearby is miles away.", she said. Maybe we could try going, but it's going to be a long ride.", she continued, now looking at the horizon.
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