RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
07-03-2015, 10:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-03-2015, 10:15 PM by chimericWilder.)
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(05-29-2015, 12:49 AM)ICantGiveCredit Wrote: »Watson finds his crystal missing, seeking new ownership... and removing any incentive for him to use magic any longer (or trust it for that matter)! He lets his inhibitions fly, tossing the hilt to the ground... not even take the time to reach for his own blade! Watson's arms loosen and grab onto the hollow knight, and with newfound vigor, a frenzied strength from within, he lifts it high into the air and slams it onto the cavern floor, crashing its fragile form into the ground.
As the animated armor is about to bury its blade in your chest, you slip in close and grab the armor, heaving it high above yourself before sending it crashing into the ground with a clatter, dealing 315 damage and leaving it prone! (roll 4+6+4)
(05-29-2015, 08:38 AM)Frolic Wrote: »The fact that magical paint is continuously being flung at her is nagging at the corners of Myra's thoughts, but she certainly paid it no heed when her spell finally was executed with the power and grace that would make her oldest brother grin with a prideful satisfaction. It's okay, though, because she will get better, and will be flinging amazing spells like that left and right in time! ...In time.
"Caw caw motherflocker," Myra mutters as she turns away from what used to be her shadowy enemy as she faces the rest of the scenario with a boosted ego. She then sees about dealing some more damage on The Forgotten, who is looking very worn as it is. This battle needs to end, and that's about all she understands of all of the crazy nonsense that is going on around her- mostly with Bohw, Mayor and Cottontail over there, looking like he's possessed and all. Gods, what sort of contracts did that bunni get into? Does he get extra benefits since HE'S the animal sacrifice in the ritual??
You fling a bolt of magic at the downed fullplate, dealing an unsatisfying 231 damage! (roll 2+9)
Then it resolutely gets back up, ignoring your attacks despite the sorry state it is in, chunks of platemail cracking and falling to the ground. It hefts it's massive sword and steadily swings it at a surprised Watson for 330 damage!
(05-30-2015, 04:52 PM)Psych Wrote: »Renzo's inspiration couldn't be caged to just one muse. It had to fly free as a bird! Renzo's eyes scanned the battlefield, waiting for a new source of Inspiration to come to him, hoping his art could truly shine and showcase the genius here.
You attentatively take note of everything happening around you and... you're just not really feeling it. Despite the dramatic and rather unusual scene, you find nothing to be an inspiration. Myra does strike an excellent pose for a portrait as she flings her spell, however, and theres something to be said for the almost haggard look the possessed bunni seems to have assumed.
(06-01-2015, 11:44 PM)SupahKiven Wrote: »"Jeez..." Savannah frowns, not exactly happy with what was going on with Thunderpaw and that thing inside of him. Or the thing that currently is him. Or something. Whatever the hell is going on with him. She's not diggin' it. She retreats some, strapping the glaive onto her back into the same thing that held her Runeguard spear, perpendicular to her other spear. Her hands quickly find the Ancient Greatsword on the ground where she left it, using her strength to lift the thing off of the ground some. Crimeny.
While the large metallic glaive isnt a problem on its own with your enchanted strength, lifting both that and the ancient sword proves somewhat more tiresome, although not impossible - in thanks, perhaps, to Watson finally giving up his magic, which in turn feeds your miniature jungle for another round, keeping you empowered for a moment more.
(06-02-2015, 11:23 AM)BlazerC Wrote: »Bohw snarls at the lone monster before the party, making some distance as she floats away, turning her attention elsewhere. To her surprise, she spies Thunderpaw take a crystal and fling it into Razan, striking him down. She feels a little bitter about herself for at first thinking 'how dare that possessed rabbit steal that kill', shaking off the sinister thought as she continued to focus on keeping her composure.
That wasn't important. The right thing to do was to bathe that monster in hellfire- and maybe anyone else within the close proximity of it, if it couldn't be avoided.
Order seems to be returning everywhere around you. Its insufferable. You feel a burning need to tear it apart and replace it with unrestrained chaos.
Without thinking, you leap atop the nearest creature, grinning maliciously as a dark lance forms in your hands and you deftly drive it home within Mayor's exposed chest, ripping apart the scrap metal at his core.
The light fades from his eyes, and you realize what you've done.
Kyllik Wrote:Memory never fades
Resolutely, you walk towards the fountain within the room. Then, like a floodgate that has been opened, remembrance find you again atlast and you stumble as you are consumed in sorrow and self-loathing, forever unable to accept the memories of your past.
Oh, Kinji...
As you struggle with yourselves and the insurmountable failures of your former life, you are dimly aware of the myriad souls around you and the blood transformation that overcomes each in turn, but pay them no heed as you blindly stumble towards the room, and the salvation you were promised. With each step, the memories fade, as does the presence of the other you, leaving you alone at once more but for questions left unanswered.
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