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[Magic]
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Post by Krezley on Dec 13, 2011 20:35:25 GMT -5
Coite-Bodher Battlefield
Inverted City Megin Fi Ruins from a battle of long ago are built around a shimmering lake. This Field of eternal night wouldn't be an unusual Field other than the looming dragon of stone floating above the lake. Once a great dragon, it was turned to stone after it lost the war. Since then the Inverted City Megin Fi appeared on its back. By standing in the center of the ruins, one may be transported to the Inverted City. The "city" is more like a large room with a hall and then circular room without a roof that seems very close to the moon above.
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Level 2
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud and I've made 65 posts
[Flick Reaper]
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Post by Uelle on Dec 28, 2011 0:26:14 GMT -5
...[GATE IN!]
Was she here? She had looked once, twice already, but the girl was nowhere to be found. Maybe not just twice…Maybe she had already looked all over the place too many times to count. A little desperate, perhaps, Uelle had started flinging random words in with each other. But it didn’t seem like that girl would be in this one either.
There were just ruins here. She observed these ruins, the emissary of some great destruction, which had mauled this place long ago. Uelle couldn’t help but feel distracted by the distorted beauty of this broken power which once was great, at the dragon floating in petrified silence just above her, and that dark, glimmering lake. But they where only that. Distractions. They could not wholly break her from her purposes, not for long. But perhaps if she stayed here for long, the girl she searched for would appear from some random rip in the fabric of space. Like she usually did. Always so random. The thought made her smile while she was teetering on an ungraceful path through the decadent wreckage, to sit at the edge of the lake, her legs folded against her chest, her hands behind her back holding against the ground. It was a fact she hadn’t slept well as of late. She idly wondered the cause for her insomnia as she stared at the water in ‘wait’—as if she didn’t know what the reason was.
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Level 1
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud and I've made 7 posts
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Post by oshmegumi on Dec 28, 2011 0:34:51 GMT -5
Abby gated into the field, frustrated and ready to fight. She had been searching for Rowan for ages but apparently she had dreadful luck. She wasn't in any of the fields mentioned on Dominic's list. "Stupid goddamn game!" she shouted hotly. "What in the hell is so awesome about it?! Why would people risk a comatose state for this?!""I sure as hell wouldn't be here if Rowan didn't need rescuing!" she bellowed, punching the wall again and again and again. Her pupils were dilated and her breath was clawing its way out of her throat in harsh ragged gasps before her eyes swiveled to the other player. "You should quite the game immediately," she said, this time kicking at the wall with all her strength. "I don't know what rumors you heard but my best friend ended up on a coma because of this goddamn motherfucking stupid game. If you don't have a really important reason for being here, quit and never play again."
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Level 2
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud and I've made 65 posts
[Flick Reaper]
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Post by Uelle on Dec 28, 2011 1:08:56 GMT -5
Startled, she flinched at the sound of a loud, angry voice. Someone was shouting. A lot. Brows furrowing, she turned to see whoever it was who started pounding into the wall next. Unfortunately, the words were much too loud for Uelle not to have heard them perfectly. The girl was obviously frustrated, but it was a stifling sort of anger Uelle was all too familiar with. It’s like she was listening to a recording of herself from that parade. Had she sounded quite that angry though? She had been desperate that time, so…Ugh, she wanted to fold herself into a tight little ball and forget that unpleasant experience. But that girl, the one who’d been shouting at the air, wouldn’t let her have it.
Uelle was suddenly addressed by her and she had to lift up her pink coral gaze to the girl’s face. Her avatar was somewhat familiar. What were they called…A grappler? Well, it wasn’t important. Uelle blinked several times as the player took more of her anger out on the wall. She considered her words in the meanwhile, biting over the part of her comatose friend. What possessed her to say such a thing to a total stranger? Plenty of people had comatose friends, lovers, and even family members. And she understood this pain as if she were the one being struck instead of that wall. And yet “Doesn’t that hurt you?” was what she said, calmly, a pitch of concern in her worried gaze. It was as if the girl’s earlier words had slid through water. “And you look so tired. It must be hurting you. You should stop that.”
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Level 1
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud and I've made 7 posts
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Post by oshmegumi on Dec 28, 2011 1:17:38 GMT -5
"Are you stupid?!" she asked, continuing to attack the wall with everything she had. "Of course it hurts!" she hollered. That was the point, wasn't it? Hurt yourself, get so tired that you can't think about the real issue anymore. Take a short mental vacation.
"And I am fucking exhausted! I've been searching for my friend for the past 47 hours!"
"But enough of that! Didn't you hear me?! This game is dangerous! YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW! Escape before something dreadful happens!"
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Level 2
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud and I've made 65 posts
[Flick Reaper]
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Post by Uelle on Dec 28, 2011 8:12:11 GMT -5
“Hah!” Before something dreadful happened? She laughed, just a little, and stared up into the sky for the brief moment it took to stifle the rest of her mirth. Oh, that is so unlike me, the thought hit her as she took in a calming breath and stood up, “That’s fine—“ and tried on her best reassuring smile, if it worked any. It certainly didn’t feel natural this time. “I….I can handle dangerous.” Certain people would have a kick out of that statement coming from her, so it’s a good thing they weren’t there to laugh it up. Her smile became something indecisive as she stared, seeming to mull over a thought. “I take back what I said. You don’t look all that tired after all.” The girl was wilding out with a hell of an enthusiasm, assuming she hadn't slept for those 47 hours. “This friend you’re looking for. What does he look like?” It must be that Rowan she mentioned earlier.
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