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Vampyro Naktis {RP}
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Annie:
Nearly crashing into another prisoner when Vyras told the group that they could finally walk, Annie finally breathed a sigh of relief, although one prisoner derogatorily called her a “bumbling half-breed” Which Annie, although she might understandably be angry, acting out her anger would be childish. As would finding another insult in which to call the prisoner, A long- haired, blonde-haired elf girl looking around the same age as her, but almost definitely older.
When the group began walking down the hill, the horrific flowers began to grow before their eyes. Annie’s fireball exploded on the ground killing five of the horrifying plants.
Two flowers that Annie hit with her fireball broke off the stem and began chasing Annie around as they hissed and slithered quickly like a snake toward her. The sight of such a plant definitely gave Annie the creeps
Vyras by this point had retreated up the hill for healing. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Nearly crashing into another prisoner when Vyras told the group that they could finally walk, Annie finally breathed a sigh of relief, although one prisoner derogatorily called her a “bumbling half-breed” Which Annie, although she might understandably be angry, acting out her anger would be childish. As would finding another insult in which to call the prisoner, A long- haired, blonde-haired elf girl looking around the same age as her, but almost definitely older.
When the group began walking down the hill, the horrific flowers began to grow before their eyes. Annie’s fireball exploded on the ground killing five of the horrifying plants.
Two flowers that Annie hit with her fireball broke off the stem and began chasing Annie around as they hissed and slithered quickly like a snake toward her. The sight of such a plant definitely gave Annie the creeps
Vyras by this point had retreated up the hill for healing. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
26-Jul-2020 07:40:02
Vyras:
With a hole burnt into his shoe from the sap of the vile flowers, and with his mana pool depleted, the Necrotus Curse placed upon him, and his weapon Vilsind too ineffectual to harm the flowers due to the short length of the blade; The best Vyras could do was retreat to the rear to get his nasty blisters healed by a healer.
As the healer began tending to Vyras’ wound, Vyras, who had witnessed the flowers beginning to chase Annie down shouted out, “ Annie, when the flowers open their mouths, that is a chance to get an arrow into its mouth. The momentum of the arrow should be enough to kill them,” he shouted on his way back up the hill and to relative safety.
Finally after examining the wound, the healer, who examined his foot and the grizzly blisters he received from the sap, told Vyras. “You got lucky, that sap could have started eating down to your old man muscles, and your bones within minutes.” Vyras frowned.
“Quit calling me old. Only I can call myself old, ” Vyras shouted loudly at the healer, to which the other prisoners who even though in a horrible skirmish couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at the ridiculousness of Vyras making such a fuss about his age at the current juncture.
Giving a visible grunt of impatience, the healer began applying the soothing healing magic to Vyras’ foot. “There you go you incredibly grumpy “Young,” and totally not old man. I hope you take better care of yourself in the future, though that sap will leave a nasty scar. As all burns do. No current magic in the world can remove scars of that nature, some of the old magics could have, but those were forgotten centuries ago.” The healer jibed at Vyras, who was annoyed.
The gall of this healer, Vyras thought to himself nearly gritting his teeth as he did so. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
With a hole burnt into his shoe from the sap of the vile flowers, and with his mana pool depleted, the Necrotus Curse placed upon him, and his weapon Vilsind too ineffectual to harm the flowers due to the short length of the blade; The best Vyras could do was retreat to the rear to get his nasty blisters healed by a healer.
As the healer began tending to Vyras’ wound, Vyras, who had witnessed the flowers beginning to chase Annie down shouted out, “ Annie, when the flowers open their mouths, that is a chance to get an arrow into its mouth. The momentum of the arrow should be enough to kill them,” he shouted on his way back up the hill and to relative safety.
Finally after examining the wound, the healer, who examined his foot and the grizzly blisters he received from the sap, told Vyras. “You got lucky, that sap could have started eating down to your old man muscles, and your bones within minutes.” Vyras frowned.
“Quit calling me old. Only I can call myself old, ” Vyras shouted loudly at the healer, to which the other prisoners who even though in a horrible skirmish couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at the ridiculousness of Vyras making such a fuss about his age at the current juncture.
Giving a visible grunt of impatience, the healer began applying the soothing healing magic to Vyras’ foot. “There you go you incredibly grumpy “Young,” and totally not old man. I hope you take better care of yourself in the future, though that sap will leave a nasty scar. As all burns do. No current magic in the world can remove scars of that nature, some of the old magics could have, but those were forgotten centuries ago.” The healer jibed at Vyras, who was annoyed.
The gall of this healer, Vyras thought to himself nearly gritting his teeth as he did so. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
26-Jul-2020 07:43:08 - Last edited on 26-Jul-2020 07:43:38 by Pink 4 Twink
Erik and Sakura
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Erik’s perception of his surroundings was not entirely accurate. Though the birds were singing their songs in the morning, the sun was not actually out, rather the birds internal clocks let them know that morning was coming, so that they could herald the arrival of the Perverted Sun. Such songs would let any man know that doom awaited him should he not find shelter, but Erik did not seem to stress out over the eventual rise of the very star that would incinerate him alive within minutes of its rays striking his flesh.
Rather, he darted off with bear traps, in an attempt to catch the slithering plants that were attempting to make Annie their next meal. Placing his foot over the stem one of the slithering plants, and smashing his shield into it’s head was a dangerous move; hissing as it died, and fell to the floor spilling green sap from the wound, which sizzled as it oozed on the grassy floor next to the road, it alerted one of the flowers who determined Erik to be the bigger threat to it, rather than the girl it marked as its prey. Breaking away from the group, it began spitting bile-green acidic sap at Erik. Erik had two choices. Dodge the attack and save his shield, or use his shield and damage its durable frame with sap in an attempt to keep up the attack.
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Sakura’s arrows pierced the black lips of the flowers, as well as the eyes. The agonizing hiss, perhaps bringing Annie some comfort, as half of the 12 flowers that began chasing her with reckless abandon had died in their frenzied assault. Then Sakura used her powers of illusion to create another version of herself made of dust. The silhouette of the copy resembled Sakura, except for a majority of the features were missing, replaced with dust where those features were on the real one. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Erik’s perception of his surroundings was not entirely accurate. Though the birds were singing their songs in the morning, the sun was not actually out, rather the birds internal clocks let them know that morning was coming, so that they could herald the arrival of the Perverted Sun. Such songs would let any man know that doom awaited him should he not find shelter, but Erik did not seem to stress out over the eventual rise of the very star that would incinerate him alive within minutes of its rays striking his flesh.
Rather, he darted off with bear traps, in an attempt to catch the slithering plants that were attempting to make Annie their next meal. Placing his foot over the stem one of the slithering plants, and smashing his shield into it’s head was a dangerous move; hissing as it died, and fell to the floor spilling green sap from the wound, which sizzled as it oozed on the grassy floor next to the road, it alerted one of the flowers who determined Erik to be the bigger threat to it, rather than the girl it marked as its prey. Breaking away from the group, it began spitting bile-green acidic sap at Erik. Erik had two choices. Dodge the attack and save his shield, or use his shield and damage its durable frame with sap in an attempt to keep up the attack.
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Sakura’s arrows pierced the black lips of the flowers, as well as the eyes. The agonizing hiss, perhaps bringing Annie some comfort, as half of the 12 flowers that began chasing her with reckless abandon had died in their frenzied assault. Then Sakura used her powers of illusion to create another version of herself made of dust. The silhouette of the copy resembled Sakura, except for a majority of the features were missing, replaced with dust where those features were on the real one. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
05-Aug-2020 03:11:51 - Last edited on 09-Aug-2020 04:31:12 by Pink 4 Twink
Even the masakari in the dusty version of Sakura resembled the weapon the crazed samurai seemed to use the most except for the corporeal markings that the real weapon had. Twelve other individuals also rose. Their skin was as white as the snow that surrounded the mountains, their veins black as the void. Wearing wooden lamellar armor, Vyras, could not see their eyes, but he surmised that this was the reason Erik was adamant he find Sakura at the castle.
Well fuck me a new asshole , the old man thought to himself.
Vyras shouted at her. “Sakura control yourself.”
In his experience, Vyras knew that his voice was being drowned out due to the focus she needed to replicate and summon different versions of herself. Still he could not contain his thoughts. Off the 14 individuals went with their weapons drawn, ready to carve some flowers apart. Regarding the “curse”, Vyras supposed that Erik did not really know what a curse was. A curse implied something that affected the luck or health of the group, but usually not in a physical manifestation. Curses were almost always supernatural in nature. As they charged off, more flowers began to grow rapindly as she and her ragtag team of illusions sped down the hill, Spitting acidic sap at the illusions and the woman who had created them. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Well fuck me a new asshole , the old man thought to himself.
Vyras shouted at her. “Sakura control yourself.”
In his experience, Vyras knew that his voice was being drowned out due to the focus she needed to replicate and summon different versions of herself. Still he could not contain his thoughts. Off the 14 individuals went with their weapons drawn, ready to carve some flowers apart. Regarding the “curse”, Vyras supposed that Erik did not really know what a curse was. A curse implied something that affected the luck or health of the group, but usually not in a physical manifestation. Curses were almost always supernatural in nature. As they charged off, more flowers began to grow rapindly as she and her ragtag team of illusions sped down the hill, Spitting acidic sap at the illusions and the woman who had created them. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
05-Aug-2020 03:13:17 - Last edited on 05-Aug-2020 03:15:13 by Pink 4 Twink
Annie:
Annie dispatched five Venus Flowers with ease. Vyras’ advice and Erik’s advice in particular, helped Annie out the most, as she began singeing the petals with arcane fire in an effort to blind them. The sight of the younger generations movement made Vyras slightly jealous as he sat on a log to apply a special cream on his blister to dull the pain. The leg that wasn’t crushed was stiff from old age, and the one that had been crushed could not be used without some form of stick to hold him up.
As Sakura came charging while Erik defended Annie. A flower snuck up behind Annie, out of view of Erik’s vision, and pinned Annie to the ground. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Annie dispatched five Venus Flowers with ease. Vyras’ advice and Erik’s advice in particular, helped Annie out the most, as she began singeing the petals with arcane fire in an effort to blind them. The sight of the younger generations movement made Vyras slightly jealous as he sat on a log to apply a special cream on his blister to dull the pain. The leg that wasn’t crushed was stiff from old age, and the one that had been crushed could not be used without some form of stick to hold him up.
As Sakura came charging while Erik defended Annie. A flower snuck up behind Annie, out of view of Erik’s vision, and pinned Annie to the ground. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
07-Aug-2020 23:46:29
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