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Ignitheus
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Ignitheus

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The hooded figure looks over to the pair; one laughing hysterically, the other falling through a seemingly endless porthole. He shakes his head, sighs in a crack of flame, and glances at one of his titans.

The titan, understanding the situation, heeds its masters command. It stomps in the direction of the porthole; a crevice breaks in front of him, cracking through the surface in a violent motion and towards the helpless armored man. Before he could fall through another porthole in the ground, the crevice disrupts it and the figure falls through the crevice. The crack closes and seals itself up in reverse, as if scurrying back to the titan's foot.

The second titan stomps his foot, and a crevice opens up in front of him. The armored man is thrusted out of the crevice; a bit too high than anticipated. The crack closes before he lands the ground with an armored
THUD
. A bit hot and dazed from both the travel and impact, but still in one piece.

27-Dec-2014 07:33:13 - Last edited on 27-Dec-2014 07:36:24 by Ignitheus

Ignitheus
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Ignitheus

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The figure looks at the armored man through his dark hood. He nods his head in acknowledgment. His scythe lighting up the inside of the hood once again revealing his flaming skull. Fires dance within his eye sockets.

Still ticked off about the caster involved in the recent decrease of temperature, he sends his titans to search the area for the one responsible.

With his weapon still in hand, he pounds the ground with the end of the scythe. A crevice opens up between him and the stranger. One by one, three blobs of lava emerge from within; the crevice closes after the last muck. One muck forms itself into an obsidian table, while the other two into obsidian chairs, one on each side of the table.

The heat within the air is turned down to a gentle warmth. The cloaked figure moves to his seat and gestures the armored man to his.

Tell me your story.

28-Dec-2014 04:50:23

very mad guy
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very mad guy

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"id rather not, but if you insist"

*i take a seat*

"ever since i was a child, i was driven by adventure. i would "venture" outside of my home town to look at things ive never seen before. one time i ended up exploring for real and came across daemonheim, or the demon halls in English tongue. while down there, i was terrified. all those things i have seen... they were horrible. afterwards, i managed to gather my courage and explore deeper, donning this armor i looted earlier. while i went downwards, i eventually got the trust of the army living there and became their leader. i went further down until i realized something: the dungeon was corrupting me. as i went closer to the bottom, i felt angry... savage. i have become a completely new person, if even that. once i reached the bottom and grew out of this corruption, i have been a leader until this... fiend showed up. he killed everyone. he destroyed the place. he took everything i cared about. only i survived. i was riddled with guilt. nonetheless, i kept fighting. i fought until my day came. i thought it was all over then, until i was brought back to life. i was brought back only to fight and fight i did"

*i take a deep breath in an attempt to not break down*

"tragedy aside, this corrupting power did give me an advantage. if i feel my life is in danger, i can channel my hatred and adrenaline together to get enraged. it makes me lightning fast, extremely strong and durable, but oblivious to anyones lives. i also cant maintain the form for too long without risking my own death. in order to match up to the soldiers in here, i took my time to learn portal magic to enhance my swordfighting skills even more"

*i lean over to pyro*

"now, what is your story?"
They see me rollin', they better run...

28-Dec-2014 09:00:45

Ignitheus
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Ignitheus

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The figure takes off his hood, fully revealing his head; a flaming skull.

My name is Pyro Dragneil and as you can tell, I am not from this world. My birthplace is a distant world called Infernus. Its a place consumed by flame, born by flame. My kind revolves around peaceful chaos, and we're gifted with fire and earth abilities to defend ourselves. Upon one of my travels, I found a ruined temple, filled with lost knowledge. Upon that knowledge existed an ancient tome that explained more about our god Zamorak.


Pyro pulls out a battered up tome, places it on the table, and opens to a page. The book is filled with ancient writing and roughly drawn images.

Since that find, i've searched the wastelands of my world and found a portal called the "World Gate", which was inscribed within this book.


Pyro points to an image of a circular shape with a strange symbol in the middle.

Hoping to find out more about him, I stepped in and the portal took me here, but there's also a problem. I can't re-use the gate to go back to Infernus. So not only I'm having trouble finding Zamorak's whereabouts, I'm also stuck on this damn world.

28-Dec-2014 19:44:25 - Last edited on 28-Dec-2014 19:49:29 by Ignitheus

very mad guy
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*while listening to pyro, i start brainstorming*

"maybe theres a way to recreate a portal. you seem to have mastered a mix of pyrokinesis and geomancy. i mastered portal magic, but only to the point of increasing my own abilities so im afraid im limited to teleshifting. are the portals in... uh... infernus made by hand or naturally?"
They see me rollin', they better run...

28-Dec-2014 21:35:42

Sir Duncan88

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Meanwhile, on a not too distant peak, A figure in a green cloak with short brown hair and glasses stands, shivering.

"Hey, where'd Yontyv go? Gah it's cold, maybe this scene change wasn't such a great idea."

With that, I jump off the edge, calling forth solid-fire boots which I use to melt the snow underneath me for a smooth slide all the way down the mountain. I jump off the surface, landing in a Christmas tree forest, when I see burning through the trees. this is followed by what would be best shown in third person perspective, in such a way that all the viewer sees is me cautiously backing away from a large approaching shadow, the source of which is out of view.

Meanwhile, Pyro and Mad Guy are conversing when suddenly their exchange of information is interrupted by the returning lava titan. Clutched in its unmoving hand by the hood of the cloak, is me, looking rather disheveled.

"I only wanted to make the scene look a little more festive for a while. I don't see how that's a crime." I am then dropped heavily onto the snow, before i stand up and brush some of the ice crystals off by cloak, which I then draw up tighter.

"It's not like the cold never bothered me , anyway. So, were you saying something about a teleportation problem? With fire involved? I...think I might be able to help you out there."

EDIT- Happy New Year!

30-Dec-2014 20:42:55 - Last edited on 01-Jan-2015 01:04:20 by Sir Duncan88

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