The Sereni-Tree, the Immortals, the Octagonal Order, and the Harbringer of Darkness, Part 2
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Thursday, December 21, 2006 13:42
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*fights the urge to use the 'eating for two' excuse*
"Sure, but i kinda have to warn you... its lime flavoured..."
*holds out bowls*
Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Somewhere on the planet Zanzibar:
TheRealMe stares back nervously at the army of mishapen monsters.
"Well, Jake7, I'm experiencing a bit of Deja Vu, how about you?"
Why, he had not seen so many mutated creatures like this since that imaginary valley of Whitefall during the Madness of Arkham.
"And I didn't even bring my lightsaber!"
Then one of them steps forward from the horde. It looks like it is part human and part chicken.
"Hello," it says, "I'm Number 6. My friends and I would like to help bring down the Immortals."
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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**Jake7 turns to look at TRM**
Yep, it sure does look familiar!
**she is startled when 6 speaks**
OOC: if I don't respond for a while, feel free to move my character around. I got notice today which appears that my "landlord" wants me to move out (he *was* a friend - platonic) and I don't know where I'm going. I may end up homeless if my parents don't take me in -- which is why I'm living here to begin with. So, if you don't hear from me in a while, it's because I haven't had access to a computer.
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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OOC: Oh, I am so terribly sorry Jake7! I hope things work out well for you!
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OOC: Thanks, TRM, I apprecicate it!
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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"Well, looks like it's time to see a man about a charm. Come on Duece, I have to speak with Magnus."
Quote:
Planting the tip of the sword on the floor of the tower, Sir Luc draws the sword up and a column of ice follows the sword tip up rising seemingly from the floor of the tower. Sir Luc draws the sword abruptly away leaving the column of ice at about six feet in height.
She blows gently on the column; her breath showing like it was the middle of a cold winter day. The column shatters revealing the unconscious form of Krysta.
Jazaf turns to the Baroness and asks, "Um.. Who is the knight on that Parapet?"
"That is Sir Lucretia." She says with concern in her voice. "A mad alchemist who goes by Wisp imbued her with the powers of the Immortals."
"Interesting."
Jazaf and Duece head outside only to encounter a massive army and it's general, Karg the Bloody. Karg instantly recognizes Jazaf and shouts as he approaches.
"Ho! Jazaf the Fool, Arinda told us of your return. Come to try and defeat us again? It did not end well for you last time and it will end worse for you today!"
Karg charges, Jazaf motions Duece to attack Karg from the right. Karg makes a series of quick gestures and holds his right hand in the direction of Deuce.
Karg leaps from his mount, which is more than grateful for the rest, and with his left arm brings down the sword onto Jazaf. Jazaf manages to block but the force of the blow creates a small crater beneath him. Deuce leaps in with a flurry of swings but her katana is deflected by an invisible barrier.
"Still fond of your barriers I see." Jazaf says through clenched teeth.
"But there is so much more for me to show you." Karg replies. He makes several more gestures with his right hand and knocks Deuce backwards. He then begins to chant and swing his sword with both hands. Jazaf does his best to counter the blows but Karg's arms seem to pick up momentum making it harder to block.
Eventually Karg's sword gets through Jazaf's defenses and takes off Jazaf's left arm. Jazaf cries out in pain and Karg drops back to gloat.
"You see? I have grown beyond just the barriers, my skills have become so powerful you cannot possibly contend with me."
Jazaf grits his teeth and glares at Karg.
"But there are still secrets I know about you Karg."
"Such as?"
"For starters," Jazaf's severed arm flies back into place, bones reknit and muscle repairs,"you still haven't found my soul. and secondly..." Jazaf rushes forward, placing a hand on Karg's breastplate he reshapes the armor to produce large spikes on the wearer's side. Karg jerks violently as spikes pierce his thighs, shoulders, chest, and neck. Jazaf removes his hand and Karg slumps to the floor. Deuce jogs up to her sensei, "Are you allright, Sensei?"
"I'm fine. What about you? Karg's barriers tend to leave large welts."
"Nothing I can't walk off!" she says as cheerful as ever.
Jazaf chuckles and turns to Sir Luc on the Parapet.
"Sir Luc, would you do an Old Knight a favor and summon Magnus the Maker?"
"Why? I have access to his powers, I can do anything that he can." she replies indignantly.
"Please, he has some things that hold sentimental value to me and items that could turn the tide of this struggle."
Sir Luc ponders the thought, Ouroborous points out, "See how he distrusts you? He knows of your ablilites yet he wants it his way."
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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree
Navigator on Destiny
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SR, having found a bow and a quiver of arrows from the wall sends arrow after arrow to give cover to Jazaf and Duece.
"Fall back! we can not leave the gate open any longer and you will be overwhelmed in the open!" Cries the Baroness "Magnus is within, as you should be, Fall back!"
Snarky looks to SR who gives him a quick nod and Snarky quickly pulls the release pin free on a nearby trebuchet sending a boulder the size of a trash dumpster into the hordes the surrounding army. SR notes the carnage it creates and watches how quickly the ranks close and in five seconds it was if the boulder had never struck.
"plenty of job security here.' He mutters under his breath as he ducks back as a rain of arrows sails into the keep.
Scorpion Regent
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---UCK!"
*JadeHand stands on the astral plane, completely unaware of the recent goings-on on Zanzibar, and the Tree. *
"Again! JHMFC!....Fine!"
*JadeHand stumbles off into the distance, He knows what lies ahead, but is pretty much paralyzed with not caring very much.*
"Let's get this over with. I've got a tonne of Nothing to do."
*Hours....no, days, pass as he floats in the pychic plane, the mind of Mel. Oh the horror. The mind is so surpremely different. Is it the fact he's an elf, or does the insanity have something to do with it? "Push the button!" *
*as JadeHand roams another realm, he plots out his dreams and fears for the near future, he's been here so often, he's almost bored.*
"yeah yeah, "save the souls of those you've used." Why bother? those who used me didn't..... Forget it!"
*He stops in the middle of his work. He focuses...concentrates..... and wakes up in his room, back on the Tree. His thoughts fail to become complete, he sits up, stands, walks to his bag, withdraws a pad, and starts to scribble...*
"What!?!? I'm already completely nutters, like this will hurt."
*Slapping a name tag to his chest, his hair grows, long slick boots form on his feet, he pulls a bottle from his hip and drinks so deeply from it that you might think it was a woman. He lifts the patch over his eye and stares into the mirror at BlackJackRackham.*
"Hey Brother! Welcome home!, Let's see what's happening on board. Might have some business to take care of off-world."
*The door slips open, and BlackJackRackham stalks down the hallway to the common room, and the kitchen.... he's bloody hungry.*
"All these years
Truth In front of my eyes
While I denied
What my heart knows was right."
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bowl of custard in hand, Seryn wanders up to the bridge, using the ojimmiflips and whatnot she trains a camera on the keep and watches SR trying to make a dent in the enemy forces.
Very worried, she quickly runs off around the ship, finds the ingredients hse need, loads as much as she can on to the Nandi, and fly's the ship remotely down to SR.
SR, runs to the fighter as it lands a while later, and reads the note taped to the inside of the lid thing "Greek fire - burns a lot, recipie on reverse, careful around matches. Included bowl of custard for you, 'case you get hungry, lots of love, Seryn xxx"
Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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TRM Quote:
Ouroboros calmly watched Sir Luc demonstrate her might.
"Yes, Empress Lucretia, I can be of service. The great amount of magic power that you are channeling through your body will burn it out in time. Also, if someone kills you, then you will be dead. I can make you Immortal, like myself!"
“You can make ME?!?!” Sir Luc’s eyes shift to violet. “Why would I need you when I can just take that information from inside your head?”
Sir Luc is interrupted by a S.R.’s shout from below. "Hey what's the difference?"
Tapping Sir Wil’s talent of extraordinary sight, she scans the area. “YOU!” she says laying eyes on S.R. “You can fend for yourself. You’ll get what you deserve later.”
Another voice calls out.
Jazaf Quote:
"Sir Luc, would you do an Old Knight a favor and summon Magnus the Maker?"
"Why, Do I look like a cursed genie??? I have access to his powers, I can do anything that he can." she replies indignantly.
"Please, he has some things that hold sentimental value to me and items that could turn the tide of this struggle."
As Sir Luc ponders the thought, Ouroborous points out, "See how he distrusts you? He knows of your abilities yet he wants it his way."
“Enough! Stop all the chatter!” Sir Luc screams. Her eyes shift to blue and dark storm clouds gather overhead. Lightening flashes and the wind picks up.
Her hair billowing in the wind, Sir Luc’s eyes flash through the colours as she accesses each power.
Violet: Amongst the hoard small groups turn upon each other.
Blue: Lightening strikes the ground, scattering orc like bodies.
White: The gathering moisture in the air form into fist sized hail stones.
Green: The earth at the base of the Keeps wall peels back onto the hoard creating a moat.
Orange: The moat fills with lava belching flames skywards.
Black: ...
Sir Luc turns to Ouroboros, her eyes still black, and smiles revealing sharp canine teeth: red flames flash briefly behind her eyes.
“You were right, they all want something, yet they fear me.” She pauses to puzzle out this new development. “And why is it that I find it so... exhilarating?” She smiles again, this time the canine aspect is more pronounced.
As Ouroboros watches, Sir Luc’s countenance slowly reverts back to normal. All except the teeth. As she turns to survey the battle, he notices a small patch on the side of her neck. It looked like a metallic spider web.
“Interesting.”
“You want to see interesting?” Sir Luc’s eyes shift back to the rainbow hue as she stares intently at the air before her. Reaching out she plucks at the air, again drawing her hand back trailing smoke which coalesces as Magnus.
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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."
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