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Thread: The World's Paradox (Role-Play)




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    Vespertine was sent flailing to the ground with the shock of a broad slap across her face. Several tears welled upon her eyes from the impact, and she vigourously brushed them away before anyone could notice. She was aware that she would probably have a nasty bruise on her cheek and held her palm against it in comfort.
    As she sat rubbing her cheek, Vector decided it was time to take matters into his own hands.
    "Don't worry girl, I can handle this." Removing himself from his handler's grasp, he slowly floated over to the bloated hulk and raised his point to it's back. He steadied his aim for a bit and, as quick as an eye blink, hurtled toward the unguarded hide. Just as he was about to tear flesh, he made a sharp 90 degree turn skywards and began changing shape. He had quickly turned into a dark and heavy anvil that wavered as it's flight ability faltered. He lost his hold and fell with all the grace of a brick, directly onto the man-hulk's head. The beast lurched backwards and fell in a heap, not dead but merely sleeping. The anvil fell beside it's head and returned back to it's favoured form. The dark elf watched with glee as her sword returned to her hands, defeating the monster with little ease. Her tears were gone and she removed her hand from the purple mark on her face. She stood back up and approached the young lady who was snoozing beside the giant. With one foot heavily planted on the creature's chest, she looked down upon it's victim. She looked to be a fighter herself, with a nice set of daggers lying by her side. She was beginning to stir now, but didn't look particularly comfortable in her position.
    "Are you alright? Did this brute get you too?" she calmly queried.
    "You don't need to worry," proclaimed her sword. "He won't be hurting anyone for awhile." Vespertine gave off a slight chuckle upon hearing his words. She extended her arm out as a gesture of goodwill, with a smile beaming across her face.
    "Need a hand?"

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    That was the LAST straw!!! Some might think that the patience of the dead is infinite, but Araduun had just reached the end of his. PINK paint slid from his inky black armour, unable to find a purchase on its surreal form, pooling beneath his massive boots. In one fluid motion his barstool shot out from beneath him, his immense height rising above the bar as 7 feet of tempered black steel splintered the reflected light from a dozen lamps. With one solid swing the bar disintegrated, wood shards filling the air as chaos erupted. The barman had already vanished, forewarned of what was to come by that unusual prescience bartender's everywhere. And he was not wrong.

    Weapons flashed in the murky air as furniture, limbs and the living all fell victim to the brawl that had erupted, the foolish and the brave charging wildly at the monster before them while others merely claimed the time to settle old disputes. None, however, could match the strength of the 9 foot abomination, as he tore the lives from men, ogres and other beats with equal ease.

    From its hidden sheath down the flank of Araduun's hide emerged a massive two-handed Lochaber axe, gruesome in description and terrifying in execution. Its gigantic blade curved wickedly in grotesque arcs, with barbed hooks and sickly twisted spikes biting into the enemy from every angle. The black, floating armour swung it high, and with massive overhand strokes dismembered his closest attackers limb from limb. Its horrific shape seemed out of place amidst its graceful flight, but for the crowd inside the bar it was too much. Screams abounded in the confined room as all its occupants fled, hurtling through windows and diving out the main entrance. Patrons flooded from any exit, filling the street outside before dispersing quickly into the night.
    And there strode Araduun himself, the sea of people parting before him as he too emerged into the cool air, seeking more victims for his thirsty vengeance.

    As he moved, three nearby figures struck him: a large man was sprawled on the ground and a lithe young female - dark elven by her figure - stood triumphant atop him, with another figure rising from the ground. There was something about them that drew Araduun's attention......
    It was Her!!! He noted the blue locks of her that fell over her face as she rose. It was definitely the same girl that had waylaid him earlier in the day, although now something else was amiss...
    But now he was behind them, and two heavy gauntlets descended apon the two females. A gasp of surprise sprung from the dark elf's lips as a single hand lifted her clean off the ground while the blue-haired creature was still limp. The fully awake girl's sword seemed to move of its own accord, dragging her arm around as it slid clean through the neck of her assailant.
    This raised a deep chuckle from Araduun, lightening his mood further with his victim's shocked expression. There was....NOTHING between his helmet and his shoulders!!!!!!
    Araduun's voice thundered out, "My mood is improving, lucky for you. What is going on here??"
    Accept that some days you are the pigeon, and some days, the statue

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    The sound of fighting surrounded the Molchean tower as Malakai approached it in search of that spider murdering ham. Malakai had sworn to avenge the death of his friend, and ham would pay dearly for his crime.

    He reconsidered the sushi aspect, no ham could be replaced by another sushi chef, Malakai would have his sushi. Then he stopped, if Balshazar was a living creature then he could be reanimated. Malakai decided to face off against ham and find out if he actually meant to kill Balshazar, in the meantime however, the figth could be enjoyed.

    He rounded a bend and saw ham, the elf that told the stupid fish riddle and the spoon fighter and ham in amoungst the sausage trees. Malakai walked over to them and waited to see what would happen.

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    :hammer: ooc: Haha, someone's going to get pounded...


    ic: "Aw...hellish damn riots! If I wasn't so... ....well, slap me me silly!" Adele sat up precariously as the young elf came to her aid. She was abruptly dropped to the ground as Vespertine's free arm forcefully pushed out towards a monstrous figure that seemed vaguely familiar.

    The sword, as Adele took it had a mind of it's own and Vespertine tried almost desperately to keep in time with it's rugged pace. The result of the short-lived rage of the victim was an oversized helmet, which came off with an inward pop. It then proceeded to fall to the ground with a clang. Of course, the poor girl did nothing except stare with awe.

    Adele looking down upon it blew out her cheeks and frantically tried to stifle the laugh that tried to edge it's way from her lips. Her efforts were for naught, as she let out a whimsical and equally loud laugh which reverberated despite the current war which broke out on the inside of the building. Her jovial, yet attractive laughter was again amplified at the sight of Ogiratem's body hanging limp against a broken rafter which had fallen previous to his defeat.

    The blue haired maiden stared once again to the disembodied helm, she looked at the floating armour with a disdained interest.

    "Araduun...darling! It is you, isn't it? We meet again. I suppose it wouldn't be the best of times to ask for a favour then? One question, what the hell happened to you?" She laughed again then examining the dark elf which had removed the helmet from bare air, otherwise known as Araduun, now nothing more then a floating piece of body armour.

    "My dear..." She hugged the elf in a rushed embrace. "I should thank you for getting rid of HIM. He could easily be the bane of my existence. I feel I should need your help, both of you. Are...you interested?" Looking contemptuously at Ogiratem then she gestured to Vespertine, then Araduun.

    ooc: Paul, you devious SOB. ...: party ha
    Sean, so, now you're a floating piece of armour, now without a head? ...mental. So, I have now just said it comes off. Stupid invisible dead. That would render you invincible. Sorry about that. Put yourself together. ...Better yet, find someone to suck the life out of and possess their body :D
    "Water is shapeless...you put it in a cup, it becomes the cup. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. There can only be one thing. 'Be like water'" - Bruce Lee

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    As Ham and the Elf rushed in to combat with the assasins Zanath sat and watched beside a burning sausage tree. Footsteps sounded behind him and he glanced around to see on of the fighters from the gates walking up with a rather shiny sword. Zanath made a note of that sword it looked kinda cool.
    Just as he was about to go over and say hi (and see about "aquiring" the sword) there was a loud grating noise and the sewer grate in the middle of the road was pushed aside and out jumped a horde of molochean hand assasins and their zombie slaves. Who proceeded to charge into Ham and the elf.
    Well thats more like it thought zanath and whipping out several swords from around his person charged into the back of the mob.
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    ooc: Hmm....considering technically i just lifted u two off the ground? =P Why do people keep having to do funny things to the 9 foot dead walking suit of armour who likes to slaughter people?? Wasn't the bar a lesson enuf? :flames:
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    ooc: :no: Nobody is friendly to Ogiratem, EVEN when he has already been knocked out! In the process of helping someone!! ARGH!! Who exactly hit me? I THOUGHT Wes droped an anvil on my head? When did this helmet come into it? Oh well....'someone' is going to get hurt when he wakes up:flames:

    IC: As Ogiratem bent down to try and help the girl to her feet he heard from behind him some kind of manic laughter, just as he was going to turn, something clubbed down heavily on his head, forcing him to the ground with a quickly rising, ringing headache.

    He pushed himself onto his elbow's, but as he got one hand to his head and prepared to rub the place where the strike had fallen on the rear of his head, he groaned and fell into darkness as he heard footsteps rush up to him quickly, another blow coming down on his hard skull before he was engulfed by the darkness of un-conciousness a ringing 'dong' fell to his ears.

    Ogiratem fell backwards in the darkness, what the hell hit me? A lot of good being 'nice' does! These pathetic humans will pay when Sir get's here! Eternity seemed to stretch out in front of him and behind him, he lay lazily on his back, the pain of his head bringing him back, when the light of day seeped back through his eye-lids, his first reaction was to quickly roll onto his side, and the contents of his stomach emptied themselves on the foot-path beside him, the pain was amazing!

    A large hand made its way to the back of his head and he checked for damage, there was a small hole, that was bleeding slowly, but apart from that, the blow had caused no bone damage. Wiping his mouth hurriedly with the sleeve of his coat and spitting onto the ground into disgust, his eyes immediately made themselves off the ground and looked around at the people surrounding him.....some tall ******* with a cloak, and some kind of fancy shoulder armour was standing just about right on top of him......the young Elf from before stood valiantly above the body of some 'former' attacker, that strange sword still in hand........and more abusive then anything else, the little one Adele stood to the side, having a good laugh at something.

    Ogiratem pushed himself up into a 'push up position', shaking his head angrily, blood spattered on the ground where his head had lain, and with this, he brought his legs under him, the headache fading as he continued to move...letting the blood flow back into his head, whilst the hole in his head, the blood flow being brought to a quick halt, and already, the blood was drying, and closing the gap between the torn flesh.

    With breifly shaking legs, Ogiratem gave himself a quick check over when he stood, and then waved all his limps from side to side, loosening up the tightened muscles. By now the elf had already noticed that the orc had risen, and looked at him with a shocked expression, the tall man before him started to turn to see what the girl was peering at. Ogiratem had to think quickly, with this kind of armour, this guy had to be some kind of warrior, and although strong, Ogiratem couldn't fight succesfully with a REAL warrior, with a glance up and down of the warrior in front of him, Ogiratem raised one strong hand, placing it on the warriors shoulder, his hand closing like a vice, with his second hand he punched deeply into the warriors back, grabbing a huge handful of what he thought was flesh mixed with armour, he easily lifted the giant of the ground.

    The monstrosity let out a furious scream down at his 'attacker' before Ogiratem smiled over at the elf, "Another lesson in battle little miss.....never attack from behind without finishing the job, because, when they wake up, they're REALLY angry...." Ogiratem made a snarl at the girl and then changed his grip on the 'warrior' he held so he gripped him by the heavy boots that he wore, Ogiratem charged, ploughing the ground as he ran at the girl, and with one fluid upward swing from the ground with his unorthadox weapon he clubbed the young elf heavily in the chest, lifting her off her feet, making a neat trajectory through the air before hittting the ground hard and bouncing, she landed again and finished with a slide, crumpling into a pile.

    Ogiratem thought breifly as he finished his swipe...This guy is gonna be REAL pissed when i let him go.....so instead of letting him go, Ogiratem started to spin slowly on the ground, still holding the warrior by his boots, the pair became nothing more then a blur on the ground before Ogiratem threw the man high into the air over the large crowd that had appeared and begun fighting once again from somewhere......

    With a quick paniced look he heard the body screaming profanities as he fell.....this wasn't going to turn out well.......but still he turned and looked at Adele with a slightly dis-appointed look, he began to walk, looking behind her to the alley that she stood in front of, grabbing her by the throat as he walked past her, he shoes leaving tracks in the ground as he pushed her backwards unrelentlessly, "Now for you....I am in no mood for games any longer Miss O'Darian, you will help me now, or i will kill you...."

    Ogiratem kept his grip on her throat as he walked further around the corner getting as far away as possible from the warrior that had surely landed by now....He didn't notice in the position where he had laid not long ago. lightening arced from a clear sky, striking the ground, the strike for some reason created no sound what-so-ever and all around the site where it had struck, a cold air blew out-wards as if from a strong office air-conditioner.

    There was a flourish of paper and a burst of what sounded like numerous voices talking at once, it was cut off when through the mess a man that was flailing his arms wildly stepped out, he was dressed in what seemed like no more then 3/4 pants and a singlet, but in his left hand he held a long staff that stood well above his other-wise short appearance, he looked both ways and then down at the ground at which he stood, "Where has that incompitant fool Ogiratem got to?" He looked around slowly at the fight that surrounded him and scoffed....."Knowing that brainless Orc....he's probably run into that and got himself killed...."

    The first person he saw wander out of the Mele้ was some big tall lookin' fella, not even the height of his staff could clamber to equal this one's height, the young man looked up at the tall guy, "Oi You!....have you seen an orc around here? He'd probably be wearing a stupid lookin' black coat......reflective glasses as well, most likely...."

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    Adele writhed in agony as Ogiratem's grip upon her neck constricted further.

    "Ah!! ...I'd much rather die then help you, ...you son-of-a..." He put more force against it, she almost feel into deep delirium screaming.

    "Damn *******, the Gods shall surely smite you!" She groaned again, her voice passing merely as a breath. "You shall have to kill me, I won't conform, I won't! Do you hear me? Kill a woman and they will catch you. Then your mission fails. I will then laugh ominously as the Gods shall forever banish you to hell. Kill me, as I request it! You heartless wretch, do it!!"

    She finally relaxed, with the little strength she had left, Adele pulled out a nasty looking dagger from her garter and thrust it towards his torso. The result of whether she hit him or not was unknown as she feel into unconsciousness.

    ooc: She's stubborn. Simply the best trait, you can choose to dodge the dagger and kill her.
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    Jumping down off the last boulder of rubble, Bhren looks around from the foot of the broken gate. Some distance down the street he could make out four figures, one was was definitely Ogiratem throwing his weight around pummelling the others. Bhren stood there and shook his head, "Oggy is at again, slap a person here, throw a person waaaaaay over there."

    Seeing the large man drag what seemed to be Adele into a side alley, Bhren started to run up the street to where the two had disappeared. On his run up the street, Bhren slid to a stop as a crack of lightning struck the ground releasing a roar of chilled wind. His eyes widen as saw men emerge from nowhere, "Mmmmm... i think i'll take the long way around" and with that he shot up the closest alley near him.

    After a quick jog, Bhren came to the end of the alley where Ogiratem stood.

    "Hey Oggy, miss me?.... Hey what are you doing to Adele..?"

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    Zanath danced a storm of death amoung the assasins and zombies flipping left and right his sword failing aroung in seeming disharmony but always finding their mark. Of course it was a different matter if they could be withdrawn from their mark and Zanath had already changed swords several times and was now weilding a small dirk and a flaming torch which he was waving wildly at the Zombies.
    But then out of the blue the combatants surrounding him stepped back suddenly. Zanath straightened up and was about to start taunting them back when he noticed the shadow that had started to grow around him... he looked down... and then up. and was struck down by a large suite of armour that fell from the sky.
    As Zanath pushed himself up from under the pile of armour he noticed that it was a rather familiar set, one that had been moving around on its own last time he saw it.
    But as he always said dont take candy from strangers .... or was it dont look a gift horse in the mouth? anyway there was perfectly good armour lying stunned in the street. So Zanath reached down and grabbed one of the bracers and put it on his arm.
    Suddenly the rest of the armour stood up and began glaring at him. Zanath looked down at his arm. and then back up at the armour. This was probably going to be unpleasant.


    ooc : sorry sean but its just sooo easy!
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