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Post by wizard on Apr 30, 2009 20:19:09 GMT -5
agreed. but still, try to under do the posting. also, i saw it. you said you could possess and grab onto things with your tongue. why dont you just change your attack to the man to possesing him?
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Post by dbsndust on Apr 30, 2009 23:29:39 GMT -5
Garrrrr VIROS has abandoned this thread.
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Post by wizard on May 1, 2009 7:49:22 GMT -5
damn... was looking forward to this thread...
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Post by shirogake on May 2, 2009 13:53:34 GMT -5
Grab things with my tongue? Wtf? Indeed, my tongue is powerful and longer than an average human's, but it's not long enough to hold much.
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Post by dbsndust on May 2, 2009 15:51:04 GMT -5
lol.... erm.... how about its just that we're all humans? Technically I'm just an irradiated human who has a life expectancy of infinity years who is an outcast from every society on Rogue Planet except for the ghoul community.
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Post by shirogake on May 2, 2009 15:54:02 GMT -5
I'm a powerful dark creature that has lived for eternity, very intelligent, very strong, very quick, and most of all, very stealthy. I prefer working alone, and I have devious plots.
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Post by wizard on May 2, 2009 22:40:23 GMT -5
SUPAH HUMAN!!!!!!!!! after years of living in a tragic pool of sorrow we call earth, we have finally been able to leave and find fantastic new lands and creatures, and take our vengence on earth, ONCE AND FOR ALL! i choose that knowledge of the art of law is the most powerful weapon. and lazers are also cool. also... And for those who do know Zodakan, he's different now. He's really a Droganas, which are somewhat symbiotic and can latch on to things, possess(does not work for non NPCs, but I can act as a concience/voice, talking to them, try to drive them insane, evil, etc.)
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Post by Randomness on May 3, 2009 9:23:02 GMT -5
Ill be watching this thread.. looks cool... Ill join later on.
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Post by shirogake on May 3, 2009 14:22:57 GMT -5
VIROS, you can't even keep control of your own threads, can you? First you make one game, forget about that, make another one, forget about that, make this one, and now you're about to forget about this.
Okay, then, I have to be stealthy because, I believe, I chose Sneak for my character. I may not be super powerful, but my strength is adequate. I am very stealthy, however.
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Post by dbsndust on May 3, 2009 14:24:16 GMT -5
I snuck back into town after a night of camping in the wasteland. I don't think anybody saw us, with the guard being asleep as usual. We should definitely get a new man at that post, and I have applied in the past. But, as usual, I am shunned for being a ghoul. "We can't trust ghouls," they say. Pathetic. How can I be any less trustworthy than the night watchman who sleeps all night and collects his salary in the morning? I reside in a small tower near the edge of town made out of corrugated steel and copper sheets. The tower, while being cramped on each floor, similar to a small mill, was the second tallest building in the village. The tallest building is never used... or at least you could say that it's where the night watchman sleeps. The woman, who I call Draka because of an insignia on her shoulder, has been quiet. She has not even tried to break out of her bonds. She must expect that during the night she will sneak out, but unfortunately for her I will not be removing the rope that enslaves her. I carry her up the stairs to the 3rd floor. I lay her down on top of a sheet of yak hair. Obviously I would never let her up to the 4th floor, my armory and lookout. I descended the stairs, my shoes ringing on the iron plates. I climbed onto the only mattress I owned and rested for the next eventful day.Note: THIS IS BORING. PURELY DESCRIPTIVE. I WILL ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING LATER.
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Post by shirogake on May 3, 2009 14:37:51 GMT -5
Then that's your decision, I don't mind what you decide.
I waited for someone else to post, as I dislike being the only other player on a game, but, evidently, nobody did, so, neither did I. I can't now, anyway, as that'd be reviving a dead game.
EDIT: Actually, I was the last one to post on the Armory of Tanaris. You were the last to post on Tephanis' Grasp.
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Post by V.I.R.O.S. on May 3, 2009 15:32:09 GMT -5
I will be taking the reins of this game back, in hope that it will expand.
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Post by shirogake on May 3, 2009 15:47:19 GMT -5
Shweetness. Also, in this post, as you will see, Zodakan is/was a human being, who was morphed by darkness and thousands of demons, including his own darkness.
Giving up following the man and woman, I began wnadering, when I was struck by a bolt of red lightning. Knocked unconcious, I awoke hours later to find a young woman, a nurse, perhaps, looking over me. "Are you okay, sir?" she said, looking somewhat nervous. Getting up, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked completely human. My armor was gone, and I was wearing a black T-shirt and grey jeans. My long, dark grey hair was replaced with shorter, careless-looking black hair. My skin was tan-like, and my eyes were not black with red pupils, but white with black pupils. I stared for a second, then said quietly "The lightning of truth...." The nurse said "Excuse me? I found you like this, knocked out in a dark area." "Interesting...." Getting up, thankfully, my cloak was on a coathanger, I put it on and left. I also took a gun for protection. I began the journey back to my Serpent gazer.
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Post by V.I.R.O.S. on May 5, 2009 13:50:35 GMT -5
Interesting story.
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Post by dbsndust on May 6, 2009 0:50:40 GMT -5
I awoke to hear a loud bang. I heard Draka screaming from the floor above. I shot up and grabbed my shotgun from beside the bed. I ran upstairs to find her covered in blood. Holy crap, I thought. Then I noticed it wasn't her blood, but that of the night guard impaled on my windowsill. I growled. Suddenly an explosion rocked the general store. "Agh!" I cried as the building splintered into bits. Shouts of the townspeople began to saturate the night. A man ran out of the rubble brandishing a minigun. He opened fire on the buildings, spraying glass and wood splinters everywhere. Screams were heard from inside. I rushed down the stairs and out the door to confront this menace. His maniacal rants reached my ears as I stopped for cover. "HAHA! I WIN AGAIN! GAME OVER!" I peered around the corner of the building I was hiding behind and saw an abnormally tall, pale green man with veins protruding from his skin and black plated armor sparsely covering his muscular body. He ran up to a house, kicked the door down, and started blasting inside to the chorus of children wailing. I crept quietly along the other side of the road while he was preoccupied with murder. My shotgun was shaking in my hands, loaded with 12 rounds. I fired at the monster. He screamed something incoherent and then turned around. "OH NOW I'VE GOT YOU! HAHAHA!" His minigun began to make a whirrr noise. I had to act fast. I fired another bullet at his arm. He screamed again and dropped the minigun. I ran up to him to plant a shell in his thick head. Suddenly his foot flung itself into my stomach. I gasped for air, then collapsed on the ground. I croaked while he bled. I heard his lumbering footsteps as he manuvered over to the fallen minigun. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him grab it. He walked over to me and grumbled. "Maybe I should just crush your skull with my foot. Or maybe seeing your perforated body would be even better! HAHAHA!" I once again heard the whirrr of impending death. A shot rang out through the night. Then all was silent. A heavy weight collapsed on top of me. I grunted and convulsed violently. I dragged myself out from underneath the lifeless body of the beast. I looked around, thinking I was dead and that this was a dream. Suddenly I saw her in the window of the house. Somehow she had taken one of my .22 rifles and had placed a bullet straight into the skull of my opponent. I limped back to my tower/house and collapsed on the bed without even checking on her. I would save the questions for the morning.
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Post by shirogake on May 6, 2009 17:41:41 GMT -5
Having heard once again the noise of loud gunfire and incoherent screams, I changed my course of slowly walking to my ship to running towards the noise. Thankfully, I was still faster than the average being, and as a human, I could use my martial arts and other styles more skillfully than I could with the armor.
Stopping at the sight of dead bodies everywhere, my eyes opened slightly wider. Coruching down and looking closely at a pale green man holding a minigun, I reached in my pocket and pulled out my camera. Taking the knife from the secret compartment, I took a picture of the dead bodies everywhere, and close-ups of the pale green man. Then, taking my knife, I cut out fresh blood and filled it in a vial. Putting the vial in my pocket, I put the knife back in the compartment and put the camera away. I investigated the buildings, and found the same pair of people that I met before the lightning attack. My dull, pitch-black eyes, emotionlessly, bore into the woman's mind. Although my eyes were wide open, the black pupils were void of emotion and life. I was not like other humans....
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