Ooc: lol, hi AAM :P Sorry, I was posting before you posted. Now to wait for Chervalier.
Ooc: Nothing yet. We're just waiting for Varnor to accept these two and continue the fight between Li and Creed.
Ooc: lol, it's funny either way. It's hard to be serious, but I know what you're getting at. He felt consciousness creeping up on him, the fire that lit his eyes returned as he opened his eyes. He felt warm, but the cool, black symbiote made him feel dead. He still could not move, but he felt strength returning to him.
It depends on all who joins. I really don't mind a timeline, I just need to make sure there aren't any type of gaps and such that'll screw it up. Other than that, I really like the timeline idea ^^
Ooc: Descriptive writing is hard work x.x I half-ass most of the time.
Ooc: lmao, I'm going enjoy this :P
Ooc: I saw it, thanks ^^ Anyway, this Rp is going to get better :O I never enjoyed myself so much in so long!
Ooc: lol, let's find out later on :P
He began to cough his body weakening. It took so much effort to escape Focus, shatter the mirror image of himself, and to use a high leveled spell that could instantaneously create a wormhole with a step. He couldn't stop coughing, each cough brought more and more blood to the ground. He couldn't think, couldn't use the symbiote upon his body to filter and sustain his blood. So thin was his blood, that it was practically water. He couldn't move, and with a final cough, he passed out.
Ooc: Well... He has a soft spot for Tuski...
lol, alright, I don't mind. I like Aveum very much :P By the way, this story has to do with Sessamaru's ancestry, but the hero of it... It could be anyone :P I might have to play as Ragnarok if no one wants him :( (Or I may be forced to use him since no one actually knows the Forgotten Ancestry >.< F*ck, I'm gonna make a summary for it...) EDIT: Added ^^
OOC: lol, Seras is down right evil, and everyone just got their power from when the flute broke. There's a summary on page 1, so you can read that and understand some of it. I still need to assist with the summary, but it may be a while since I am making an amv (although I am new at it, it's pretty decent). I can't wait to see the new guy rp and I can't wait to see you, Chervalier, use your character :P
With a rueful sigh, Uramasses turned around and started walking, away from the church. Another soul was damned because he didn't take action. He had to leave town, for his exodus will never end. "Woe is I, who is doomed to fail... Another soul lost, another sin upon my tattered body..." he whispered, leaving the town. His ears were attuned to all sounds. He left the town, into the wilderness... Stumbling into another danger.
OOC: I know. Now back to the RP. "City of Deception?" Asked Leon as he got close enough, his long brown brain a tangled mess as the wind blew. That was all he caught, the name of the city.
He knew the feeling. It happened to him several times before in his life. This was nothing new. "If you kill and feast upon souls, you'll slowly corrode and your supply of nourishment will be eradicated. The hunger will only get worse. You'll never be satiated." He rasped, his steps slow as his hunch was like a burden to him. He hacked a cough, blood dribbling down his long white beard. "If you kill, then the tears of sorrow will burden you greatly!"
He remembered his wisdom he offered the kids. "To steal lives is wrong... Even those who feed off lives can feed off animals. They're there to protect us, to nourish us as we nourish them with our fertile bodies." He spoke softly.
"Ah! Much better!" He rasped. He began to mumble, thinking of something to say. Then he snapped his fingers. "Eurika! Can you do me a favour? Please... Don't kill anyone..." His voice went from impatient old man, to a kind old man, to a somber character of shadow. Although he was blind, his sixth sense told him everything.
He heard the whispers, he heard the children in the orphanage, and he also heard the breathing of the man who stepped out of the church. "Come, now, speak! Dagnabit I know you're there!" he ranted, tapping his sakubatou (I think it's supposed to be sakobatou, but I haven't read the RK Manga in a while x.x) against the ground impatiently.
OOC: Ah, I see. Sorry if I misunderstood ^^ You're welcome.
Focus began to shake, Sessamaru saw Alaric "Hero... Heh, he can be a better protector than us, that he will." He spoke to Shadowbane, whose anger arose in a fury. "Shut up!" she cried, swinging the black sword. Sessamaru just stood there as the sword disappeared from her grasp. "I guess with realization, that even if you hold me in thrall, there is always someone else who can protect others. Alaric is afraid, but..." he trailed off, destroying his feminine image with the black sword. "He has the power and comrades to destroy O.M.E.G.A." He whispered, spelling Omega's name as each last particle of Shadowbane was devoured. "This time... you stay within the blade... No more shall you control me." With that, he turned around. As he turned, he saw the world through his eyes. With a step and a whisper, he appeared behind Exel. Shadowstep. He fell to his knees. He used too much mana. "Exel..." He whispered, his voice tinged with agony.
