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Shawn Templar

11-30-1999, 05:35 PM

--I think that we should keep the story going as it is (not jumping several years ahead). We could write about our atempts to stop Bazaal, retrive the sword, and free Ji'Tory from Bazaal's power. It's just a few sugestions, but i personally think that we should keep the story in the same time setting that it already is.--

After the funeral, The party return to Merlin's Citadel. As they approached the Citadel, they couldn't help but notice that it seemed to lose some of its splender now that Merlin had past away. The Citadel seemed so empty now that its creator, so to speak, had left it. They entered the Citadel and sat down at the new fire burning in the Citadel. The fire brought back memories for some, memories of Merlin bringing them all here for help in defeating his long time nemesis. Shawn kept espescial quite for reasons unknown. "Shawn, are you going to be alright?" asked Lina. "No, I'm afraid not." Shawn replied."After loseing so much one might think that I would be use to this." continued Shawn, " I've lost everything in my live." He turned and looked Lina in the face. "Thats why I didn't want to stay with you, I didn't want anything to happen to you." He said with sadness.

"Shawn, we're two of a kind." Dragonfly said, "I lost all of my family also." Shawn looked up at him with sympathy. "Dad would always tell me how special me and mother was. When I lost him, it was devastating." said Lina.

"Well, let us not forget all of those brave souls who fought to help rid this world of Bazaal." said Dragonfly. "Merlin..." said Avenger. "Scout..." replied Gebohq. "Norran..." said Orca. "And all of the brave warriors from all of the races on this planet." said Lina.

"I think I'll head to bed now." said Dragonfly. "Yeah meto" said Shawn. The rest of the party agreed and headed to their rooms. Lina was walking with Shawn when he stopped suddenly. "Shawn, whats wrong?" asked Lina. "Everyone, listen to me!" exclaimed Shawn. Everyone stopped and turned to Shawn. "Everyone, I just wanted to tell you to becareful in your dreams. Since Merlin is dead.....I think that the sheild that he put up to block our minds to Bazaal has been lifted. Which means he can enter our minds at anytime. I just wanted to warn you." said Shawn. Everyone nodded and headed to their rooms. Everyone was asleep after some time but Shawn refused to sleep. After what he experiened so many times in his dreams, he refused to sleep. "Are you going to be alright?" came a comforting voice. He turned around to see Lina still awake. "Sorry, I thougt that you were asleep." replied Shawn. "I've been watching you sit there and think. Shawn, everything will turn out alright. Don't worry about it." Lina said with comfort in her voice. Shawn stared into her eyes, he could sense something speacial about her and knew his insticnts to be true. He smiled and Lina giggled. "Thats the first time I've seen you smile in awhile. Shawn, if you ever need to talk about something, anything at all, I'll be here." she said. "I'll go to bed in a min. I just need some time to think thats all." Shawn replied.

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I never sang my songs
On the stage, on my own
I never said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy
You'd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar
My last night here for you
Same old songs, just once more
My last night here with you?
Maybe yes, maybe not
I kind of liked it your your way
How you shyly placed your eyes on me
Oh, did you ever know?
That I had mine on you

*Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer

So let me come to you
Close as I want to be
Close enough for me
To feel your heart beating fast
And stay there as I whisper
How I loved your peaceful eyes on me
Did you ever know
That I had mine on you

Darling, so share with me
Your love if you have enough
Your tears if you're holding back
Or pain if that's what it is
How can I let you know
I'm more than the dress and the voice
Just reach me out then
You will know that you're not dreaming

*repeat

--Eyes on Me (FF8)
--by Faye Wong.

----Merlin, did my last post on the "saga of the 3rd War" get counted in this story, just curious.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Merlin

11-30-1999, 06:00 PM

--Yea, what you ask of me in your other post is taken into acount, Lina, is wearing that armor still and has those weapons (I didn't realize scout was dead (so many things going on at once)). This looks like a good begining. I'll be about so to speak.--

Dragonfly

11-30-1999, 08:10 PM

You'll can do whatever you want with my character in the story... I wanted to end it on the other thread and did in the good ending....For this thread, Dragonfly returns in the middle of the night to the Beuto city where he is elected ruler.......by the few reamining living Turneh.. He becomes thier leader.....People my character is still here, but feels great sadness from not avenging Turneh. So keep in touch. And visit me sometimes.I am still here just taking a back seat. ok? later

and remeber I am only in the Beuto city.....a freind, an ally who you amy need one day,. http://198.92.131.6/html/smile.gif

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-Dragonfly
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Merlin

11-30-1999, 10:59 PM

--Ping_me told me he was kind of worn down by all the writing and was taking breather from it (I take it that is what your kinda doing to Dragonfly, I hope this doesn't mean noone will continue this story. Cause I really look foward to it now, I really want to know what will happen now, the only way to do that is to have people continue the story.--

Merlin stood with Anna again in heaven. Now Gabriel arrived.

Gabriel: I have something to show you.

Merlin looked to Anna.

Anna: I know where he is taking you. I'll wait here.

Merlin (softly but with a sort of hesitance to leave her, even breifly): All right.

Anna: Be careful.

Merlin (softly): I will. (now to the archangel) Lead on!

So Merlin and Gabriel descended, though descend isn't really the right word to describe it, but it must be used for lack of better word.

Now they reached a dark realm and a dark form stood before them.

Dark Form (with a savage and hateful tone): Why do you come here!

Gabriel: By the order of God.

Dark Form relents, but it is obviously livid at the archangel's presence.

Gabriel leads on further into that dark realm with its stark black void for a sky and burning plains.

Merlin: Is this place what I think it is?

Gabriel: It is. What you call Hell. Total seperation from God.

Merlin: Why have you brought me here?

Gabriel: To show you something.

Gabriel then stopped.

Gabriel: There.

Merlin looked foward over the edge of a cliff on to an empty desolate plain. Not to far away he sees a post driven into the ground and attached to it are chains.

Merlin: For whom are those chains?

Gabriel: For Bazaal.

Merlin doesn't respond.

Gabriel: You think he deserves this?

Merlin: Yes. For he has caused much evil and suffering.

Gabriel: But when you stood before the Lord, and where faced with your sins did you not see how much harm you had done.

Merlin: Yes. So I should not judge him. It is not my place.

Gabriel: Not only that Merlin. Bazaal began life like you. With equal chance to do good or evil. He was once someone's son. The Lord does not wish this upon any man. But in their unrelenting quest for power they imprison themselves here. For in all his power Merlin, Bazaal will meet death and be helpless before it, for all of humanity is mortal.

Merlin: Why have you shown me this?

Gabriel: To prepare you to aid your friends. So that you may not enter the battle against evil again without first knowing its final fate.

Merlin: So that I might have pity what was once promise to do good, and choose to do evil. So that I might pity Bazaal.

Gabriel nods at Merlin's final realization of what the angel had been hinting at.

Gabriel: For he chooses the path that marches him to that stake and chains, Merlin. To before forever bound, powerless, helpless, and alone for all eternity. That God has pity on even the most evil of men. For they once could have been someone others loved. Now with each grasp that gains them power, the further chain themselves to a dying world.

Merlin (sadly): Now I understand.

Gabriel: They are fools. Pity they who love evil. For justice must still come. But God's pity for them is not leverage for them to escape their punishment. It offers them the chance to repent, but will not give them freedom if they do not. (Gabriel now pauses) Come, let us leave this place.

As they left Merlin thought he saw a glimpse of Cathar, chained to another stake, writhing in madness. Then the image faded as a dream. And again Merlin was in those halls of heaven. Anna was there waiting for them.

Anna: Now you understand.

Merlin: I do.

Gabriel: Then you are now sent by God to aid your friends. To appear to them if you wish or aid them in the way you seek. For you will be guided in accordance to His will.

And with that Merlin and Anna now stood in the main room of Merlin's citadel. All there in were now asleep. Merlin and Anna were not visible anyway. Merlin saw the book of magic he had left open from when they had forged "Consilium ex Deo" from across the fire. Merlin simply walked through the fire and reached the book. There he slowly turned the pages, if anyone had been watching they would have thought a brezze was blowing the pages (except there was no brezze). Merlin stopped on the page that gave the instructions on how to open a gate way to Ping_me's home reality. Then Merlin walked back to Anna and sat down with her near the fire and waited quitely for dawn.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited November 30, 1999).]

bug

11-30-1999, 11:47 PM

About a week after the battle, bug is busy cleaning out the basement. He opens one of the doors to a storage closet and see's a large, green, glowing object lying on the floor.

Bug: "Geez, what kind of crap does Bazaal keep down here anyways."

He is about to leave when he notices two bodies huddled against one of the walls. He walks up to them.

Bug: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

One of the bodies is unmoving, the other speaks out in an almost unadable tone. "Please, get me some water. I haven't had anything to drink for over a week"

Bug: "ok, hold on. I've got a spell for that. Ok, lets see. Water, um... that would be... Ah, forget it."

Bug pulls out a container attached to his belt. He hands it to the thursty visitor.

The container is thankfully grabbed from bug, and the visitor gulps down the water. The visitor stops, then tilts up the head of the body next to her pours some water down his throat.

Bug: "ok, who are you now."

Visitor: "My name is Se'tayan, and this here is Randon. We have been trapped here since the attack. Please, tell me. Is the battle won?"

Bug realizes that they must have been trapped in here since the raid on the fortress. He looks at them and feels a little pity. They will be tortured for Bazaal's amusement. Randon is still unmoving. Bug reaches down and feels for his pulse.

Bug: "Randon is dead"

Se'tayan: "What?! NO!!! He can't be! He was awake just a few hours ago! nooooo.."

Se'tayan breaks into sobs, hugging Randon's body. Bug stands over them a little saddened. Randon was lucky. Se'tayan would have been better off dying of thurst. Alive, Bazaal will torture her. Se'tayan finally pulls herself together.

Se'tayan: "The battle?"

Bug: "Bazaal has won. The world has been crushed."

Se'tayan drops Randons body. She is not crying anymore, just looking on with emotionless eyes.

Se'tayan: "Then nothing matters."

Bug: "yes it does, you're still alive aren't you? At least until Bazaal decides to torture you to death."

Se'tayan: "Alive? like you? I can see what you are. You don't care about anything or anyone. You have never loved anyone. You have never cried. If all you care about is trying to live, then what's worth living for will dissapear. Bazaal has destroyed everything to live for. Your life will become a pointless existence, until you kill yourself out of your own misery."

Bug is a little shocked to hear this. He stands for a few moments and thinks about what she has said. Then he suddenly stands erect again.

Bug: "Wait a minute. You never answered my second question. What are you doing here?"

Se'tayan: "We were here with a friend. He called himself Ping_me. He is dead."

Bug: "Ping_me? Are you sure he is dead? I thought he had some kind of backup module so that wouldn't happen."

Se'tayan looks up with a surprised look on her face.

Se'tayan: "You know ping_me?"

Bug: "knew. You wouldn't happen to know where his backup power module is would you?"

Suddenly with a swift motion Se'tayan is on her feet. Catching bug by surprise she whips out a dagger and pins him against the wall.

Se'tayan: "Now. You answer my questions."

Bug: "Aw, crap."

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

Space_Orca

12-01-1999, 08:10 AM

Back at Merlin's Citadel, Orca is standing alone on top the hill where he once slayed golbins from. He looks down, upon the evergrowing darkness. Bazaal is weak, and Orca knows that. He also knows just how stupid Bazaal is to think that he has the party beaten. Merlin was dead, and Orca almost gave thanks that such a goody-two-shoes was out of the picture. NOW, he could use his dark tendancies, use the powers of the Whaleis, and overwhelm Bazaal! But, he thought, darkness would not be accepted by the rest. Staring around, to make sure noone was watching, he darted off into the woods.
-This is the start of a much milder version of "Duel of Darkness" if you see what I mean, the party, if they don't want me to REPLACE Bazaal, will have to try and stop me. Also, Orca believes in none of this "religious nonsense" about "Consilium ex Deo". So, Orca will, if not stopped, destroy the sword. He may actually be able to get Bug on his side if they meet. Lets see you guys try and stop me, it will sure be hard to talk me out of this without Merlin, who is dead now! MWAHAHAHAHA!-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

12-01-1999, 08:54 AM

Se'tayan held bug at knife point.

Bug: Yes I knew him. I was part of Merlin's party for a while. Until I turned sides.

Se'tayan holds the knife even closer.

Bug: Put that thing down! I'll tell you everything!

Se'tayan moves the knife back a little, but still keeps it ready for use.

Bug: I lied.

Se'tayan's heart lept.

Se'tayan: You mean Randon isn't dead?

Bug: Yes, yes he's not dead. But Merlin is. But Bazaal didn't take out the others in Merlin's party. Some of them are still alive at his citadel now. Bazaal showed me what they were doing. It was kinda fun to watch Merlin funeral. They cremated him, sent his ashes to the wind.

Se'tayan got livid now and the knife to his throat.

Bug: Is THIS what I get for saving you from dehydration!

Se'tayan relented. She picked up Pristine's projector and also carrying Randon fled the castle basment.

--Ok. I'm trying to figure out how to work with time here since the party went to sleep after Merlin's funeral. Since Merlin was laid to rest after the battle. It has only been one day and a night. There a several thing that will the party will be doing in that time. So I don't know how to reconcile the time differnce. Let's all just assume time runs differently in Bazaal's castle and it is more under his direct control. So he made time go slower in this castle to give them enough time to make repairs. So what took a couple of hours outside, was a week inside the castle. There, that took care of time discrepence.--

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 01, 1999).]

Space_Orca

12-01-1999, 03:28 PM

-Shawn, I need your e-mail adress. If you don't want to reveal it publicly, e-mail me at Space_Orca@hotmail.com because I have an idea for a story involving you.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

12-01-1999, 08:02 PM

*whew* Thanks Merlin. http://198.92.131.6/html/smile.gif

Mr. Templar, good song man! I was thinking on using that one myself.

[This message has been edited by Ping_Me (edited December 01, 1999).]

Merlin

12-01-1999, 08:32 PM

--Ok. I normally wouldn't do this, but, Gebohq got me by e-mail and nearly begged me to change the tale, since the work was his idea originally, I felt I owed it to him. Basically he wanted to set the story foward 9 years along with some other events. If I find there is a majority of people hostile to this and they demand I recant the changes I will do so. But Gebohq can't be here to defend himself so I must do this cuase I feel I owe him this much.--

Merlin watched with Anna as the sun rose and shined through the citadel's entrance. Now the members of the party awakened.

Shawn: What now? How are we going to continue this fight?

Gebohq: I don't know. I don't think we can.

Shawn: How can you say that?!

Gebohq: Shawn, WAKE UP! Merlin is dead! He's gone. Without his magic there is no hope for us. The sword is gone. Everything is gone. I'm leaving. Goodbye.

Shawn: Gebohq! Wait!

Gebohq doesn't respond. He just continues on and leaves the citadel.

Sakana: I hate to say it, but I must go too. Since our effort failed, my people will need me.

Shawn: But what about Ping_me! We have to get him.

Sakana: Merlin is dead, with out his magic the gates won't open. Where are all trapped here in this world Shawn. You'll have to learn to live like the rest of us.

Shawn: What about Ji'tory.

Sakana: I care for her as much as you do Shawn. But I know what Bazaal has done to here now. As far as I can tell, Ji'tory is dead and none of us has the magic or the power to fight that control.

Merlin saw this continue on for sometime. As member after member left the party for various and honest reasons, all of them feeling with out Merlin's magic they were helpless to make another assault. Only a few remained when it was all said and done. Shawn, Lina, Avenger, and Reyuan. Shawn commited to the cause and Lina for she loved him. Avenger out of a sense of honor. And Reyuan out of his love for Ji'tory.

Merlin stood watching. Wishing he could tell them that the power they needed was only inside themselves not his magic. He knew appearing to them wouldn't help. Being dead, he had lost his magic for he no longer needed it. He sat there quietly holding Anna's hand. Knowing they must do what they must do.

Now Anna and Merlin were again in heaven. Before them stood Gabriel.

Gabriel: Worry not Merlin. For this tale is not yet done. For God has made ready the path in time.

And Merlin turned and watched the world beneath him. He saw time like an every rolling stream which bears all its sons away. Flowing onward, now nine years later Merlin gazes into a world very different than his own. Ping_me's homeworld. There he sees a little boy in the shadows touch a computer console. Suddenly the board crackles to life and the frightened little boy scurries into the darkness.

From the storm of electricity emerged Ping_me as if from a nine years sleep where he knew no time.

Ping_me: Merlin? Randon? Ji'tory? Where are you?

Then Merlin saw God will into existance a portal like the ones Merlin once made.

Ping_me expecting to find Merlin beyond the gate entered it. The gate then closed behind him.

What Ping_me found beyond was a shock to him. The basin which once held that flaming fire now empty. The room dark and cold, covered in cobwebs. The books and chairs covered in dust. As if the place had not been used in years.

Ping_me approached the basin. Suddenly a fire lept from the empty place and an image of Merlin as Ping_me had last seen him appeared. Ping_me realized this must be some type of recording Merlin had done in advance.

Merlin in recording: Greetings traveller. If you come in friendship I implore your aid.

Ping_me felt a growing sense of dread about this message, as if it had been prepared in case of something. . .

Merlin in recording: If you are seeing this then I have passed on.

Ping_me went cold.

Merlin in recording: Once I lead a band of powerful, what can only be called Hero's, on an assualt against an evil wizard that threatens this world. If you are reading this, then we have failed, and Bazaal has either killed us all or the company has somehow dissovled, or too few of them remained to do any good and went into hiding.

I implore your aid. If you are seeing this not all is lost for Bazaal must not have taken this world fully or this place would have been destroyed. Rather I suspect the different races that live here are putting up what fight they can. I need you to find the remains of my company and reunite them. If any of them survive they may help you, with them we still may have a chance. So I beg of you. I implore you. Help us. You may be our only hope.

The image faded away.

Ping_me felt tired. What had happened. Where had they all gone. Had they given up. Were they dead. Was their still hope. Ping_me winced as he thought of Ji'tory and what Bazaal has had years to do to her! Merlin stood nearby with Anna watching over Ping_me. For he was indeed their last best hope.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 01, 1999).]

Shawn Templar

12-01-1999, 10:32 PM

--well, since the time stream has been moved ahead 9 years, It gives a good basis for an idea that I had for this story, but now it'll be a little harder. well, here it goes.--

Ping_Me stepped outside of the Citadel only to see a world that was once filled with beauty, turned dark. The sky had turned black and the forest seemed darker than usual. In the distance, Ping could see the faint figures of people fighting. He ran to see what was going on. He reached the fighting to see four figures fighting what can only be described as Lava Deamons. He reackonized 2 of the people as Reayun(sp?) and Avenger, but the other 2 was covered by a cloak. The Lava Deamons lauched large fireballs at the party of 4, they scattered and began to attack. Reayun slashed at one of the Lava Deamons legs, the deamon screamed out in pain as the air touched the warm lava in it's body. The leg of the Deamon became solid and broke apart under the weight of the deamon. Avenger ran up and attacked the injured deamon with a vengance, not stopping till the deamon stopped glowing red. He turned to see the other 2 fighting with precision. Both of them weaved in and out attacking and returning out of harms way. As he looked closer, he could tell that one of them was female and the other was male. The deamon swiped at the female, she ducked in time but her hood fell off and reveiled her face. Ping reackonized her as Lina, his attention then turned to the other as he unleashed with a barrage of energy attacks. He then knew that he had found some of his friends. He walked up to them and greeted them. "Hey guys, how's it been?" he said. They all turned to look at him and Lina almost started to cry at the site of him. "Well Ping, it's been awhile. Nice to see you again." Shawn said as he removed his hood and walked up to Ping. Everyone returned to Merlin's Citadel and filled Ping in on everything that had happened.

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note: now that it has been 9 years later, Bazaal has had time to recruit new Dark Wizards. Merlin, do you mind thinking of some of them, plus since your dead http://198.92.131.6/html/frown.gif you can be Bazaal some times, you know just to show how much he has gained over the years, after all, you know more about him than us. just a suggestion. well, C ya later.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Merlin

12-01-1999, 11:28 PM

Merlin looked down from the heavens again. Indeed the world had changed! Outlying the Elven lands were enemy camps of undead. The Elves where putting up a fight, but were slowly being pushed back. The king had died in an earlier campagin. Sakana due to his magical skills took up the leadership role. He had learned much sense then. He had some of Merlin's books which pretained to the study of the mages in this world. From their he learned to further his magic skills, though he was by no means as good as Merlin had been in life. Human's to were putting up fight. But not a good one. Now only the main castle where Merlin had seen the king's duaghter's wedding 9 years ago, was their last strong hold now underseige. The sword "Cosilium ex Deo" still lay in the stone where it fell 9 years ago. Now the seas imeditately souround Bazaal's castle had receded into a vast lakes of lava. The Beuto where no immune either. Their city where Dragonfly ruled now lay in ruins in the sky. Though Dragonfly and his people where still alive, they were rebuilding the ruins of their city. The Merfolk were now girding them selves up for when Bazaal would strike their homes. And the dwarves and goblins had formed an alliance and sealed their tunnels in hopes Bazaal wouldn't bother to hunt them out of existence. The Stygians where now either all gone or all under Bazaal's control. In a newly formed southern desert another tower had formed as well and in it brooded a dark Orca. Sakana and his fellow soldiers had gone off to the wars on the Elven front. Shawn, Lina, Avenger, and Reyuan had gone into hiding. Gebohq had vanished without a trace. Some say he became a crazy old hermit in the misty mountians.

Yes the world had changed! Now Bazaal had grown older for evil weights upon you and the years are like boulders! Now Bazaal looked far older, his raven black hair now streaked with gray, his face old and wrinkled. Yet he still wore his power as he had before, no less, no more.

And at Bazaal's right hand stood Ji'tory, not looking a day older since she was taken that fateful day of the battle. Merlin saw her and looked to the day she would be free again, not wishing think of how many times Bazaal had taken her in those 9 years. The only consolation Merlin had was that he knew she would remember nothing from the moment she was under Bazaal's control to the moment the ended it. It would all be the same instant for her. Oh, but what a world to wake to!

Bazaal had brought back Apathis, for he hadn't died, he merely "phased out" as if int a coma. Bazaal now appointed him his second in command. Carnid, now stood as thrid. Bug had continued his training in magic and was 4th. Only in the past few days had Kricha had been sent out into the villages and lands now under Bazaal's control to find people who had the skills to replace those wizards lost in the previous battle 9 years earlier.

Now Ping_me, Shawn, Lina, Avenger, Reyuan now stood in the dusty remains of Merlin's citadel, as it lay unused since the day the party disolved.

--sorry, I edited it, I meant Apathis not Kricha had been brought back. Kricha is dead.--

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 03, 1999).]

Space_Orca

12-02-1999, 08:08 AM

Orca sat in his tall tower, looking out over the barren wastelands that once sprouted trees and animals in abundance. Indeed, it was this sight that kept him motivated. He had been a 1 man army now for years, and had been a royal pain in Bazaal's side for 9 years now. Three full armies of Bazaal's had fallen before Orca's power, and now Bazaal was in essance leaving Orca alone, especially after Orca killed a new recruit Dark Wizard. Now, Orca has called bug to him. Reluctantly, bug comes.
Orca-Ah, bug. I was expecting you.
Bug-Of course you were, you invited me here! Now, tell me what you want before I blast you to bits!
Orca-Now, don't be too hasty. You don't want to end up like him, do you?
*Orca points to the dried out corpse of the dead dark wizard. He also has the heads of all of Bazaal's old dark wizards hung on the wall.*
Bug-Well, who ever said you could beat a Rail Detonator?
Orca-Noone. But, I think, bug, you would find my employ a bit better for you.
Bug-Why?
Orca-How long has it been since you've used that rail detonator?
Bug-6 years I think.
Orca-Exactly. I propose that you join me, and we take out Bazaal. I will make you my second in command.
Bug-Great! Count me in! When do we strike?
Orca-Tomorrow. We launch our first raid in 1 1/2 years tomorrow.
-Orca also has all(stress all!) the animals that he meets on his side. This, however, is his only army. He can talk to animals as well. Remember the Ice Pheonix, guys? Well, I'm going to call him out of hybernation to serve as my personal mount. Bazaal, look out! Oh, and please, noone continue this storyline unless you arrive and are present.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

12-02-1999, 12:10 PM

Sakana paced back and forth nervously along the golden carpet of his oversized tent. The long robes of king and general flowed aroung him. He had almost forgotten how long he had been wearing them, or even if there had ever been a time in his life where he didn't wear them. The years had been long and hard, ever since that day. They had all barely gotten away with their lives. His troop had survived miraculously, but it wasn't untill a couple of weeks later that Randon and Sa'teyan stumbeled into the elven capital. The had some strange contraption with them. They were pretty beat up.

There was a long period of silence from Bazaal's castle. For a while Sakana had thought they had won but then stories of huge armies of undead began to come from the frontier lands. They crushed everything in their paths. As they came it seemed as if the death of everything came with them. Vegetaion and wildlife died in their wake. Most of the Northern lands were now wastelands, nothing but rocky, clay, windswept wastes. He had seen the area around Merlin's Citadel (which was now referred to as Hope's Last Stand) was miraculously still forested. But it was perpetually brown, like a neverending autumn, as if some magical force was battleing the endless corruption around it trying desperately to keep the forest alive.

There was a rustling outside the tent, and Sakana froze in place. His gaurds, Herudo and Jarcanan seemed not to notice. Maybe only he could hear it.

Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw something fly at him. Time seemed to slow down. He whirled around and threw his hand out. Immeadiatly the projectile erupted in fire and quickly melted out of the air. Within the next second Jarcanan and Herudo were on the would-be assassin. With lightning speed, honed by years of fighting undead, tore it to peices. Sakana stepped outside the tent to examine the assassin. The stink of rotting flesh filled the air. The undead had a crossbow in his hand. It was wearing a cloak that shimmered as it moved. "This would explain how easily it had managed to get into the camp so easily," Sakana said fingering the cloak.

"We're very sorry your highness.." Jarcanan said.

"Don't worry about it Jarcanan," Sakana said. "You couldn't see him at first anyway. Not even I could." This had been the third attempt on his life in the past month, and each time the assassin's were beginning to get better and better at their work. "And quit calling me "your highness", I'm still Sakana."

"Yes, your highness," Jarcanan said. Sakana rolled his eyes.

They were camped on the outer fringes of the forest, and night covered the land. There were no stars in the sky, but that was common. It had been that way ever since the war on the elven front had begun. That had been years ago. It was like a world without skies.

Sakana had heard that the expression "A world without skies" denoted life without a future. Despair. He knew it was only a trick of Bazaal, but still he could not get by it. Even with his own power he couldn't change things.

//I'd better stop thinking about that before I go crazy// he said as he began to feel helpless and lost. Jarcanan and Herudo sat back at their posts by the tent entryway, while Sakana went back inside the tent. He lifted a sheet that covered a strange object. With the sheet covering it, it might have looked like a table or something. But this was something he had been fiddling with ever since Randon and Sa'teyan told their story about it. It had seemed that Ping_Me had died after a battle with the entity that was gereated by this thing. They told him that this thing was created by magic and was as powerful as Ping_me. Sakana figuerd that if he could resurrect this thing it could be a valuable asset in the salvation of his people...
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Just want to say that My e-mail adress in now available above this message.

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How come Superman could stop bullets with his
chest, but always had to
duck when someone threw a gun at him?

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bug

12-02-1999, 05:35 PM

Bug rolls his eyes as he leaves. "What a dumbass" he thinks as he walks out the door.

"He's going to defeat Bazaal by himself? Yeah right. I probably shouldn't get involved, but I'd hate to be fighting on Bazaal's side if he does win. That Orca has got some serious mental problems, collecting dried up bodies and heads. Now, all I have to do is pretend I'm on his side for the next year and a half, then when he does attack I can betray him if he starts to lose."

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

Merlin

12-02-1999, 10:12 PM

--I am writing this next scene to give you a better idea of what Bazaal is like. And of Ji'tory's state.--

Bazaal sat in his stone throne alone with Ji'tory in his throne room. Only somewhat to the right and at his feet is Ji'tory. She is in a kneeling postion on a plush pillow. She faces away from Bazaal. She stares foward unseeingly, as if in a day dream. But she is rather in an unending dream, where her mind is as if it were asleep, with her body and every expression under Bazaal's intimate control. She no longer wears the clothing she did nine years before now she wears a short, nearly revealing skirt and a top which covers her shoulders and chest, but stops there leaving her stomach exposed. She is otherwise unadorned. Her brown hair having grown long to midway down her back. She sits there on her knees, upon the plush red cushon, with legs together, and her hands one atop the other laying in her lap. She looks foward with that absient minded expression. In an innocent look of expectation. Bazaal sits there in his dark throne, he now reaches out with his ungloved hand and gentlely runs his fingers through her soft brown hair. Stroking to the point of caress as he runs his hand through her hair.

At one point he pauses in mid stroke. Then carefully gathering some of her hair in his hand his he yanks downward viciously, baring her throat, forcing her to look upward. Her arms and hand fly outward from her lap. He hands splayed in agony. She cries out in pain, and tears run down her face, her lips tremble and she whimpers inaudiable in pain. Though in truth she feels nothing, for her mind sleeps. No, every expression of suffering, every whimper, every cry of pain, and every tear were as Bazaal commanded, for her pain gave him pleasure and aroused him.

And as her lips were still trembling and tears now trickle from the corners of her eyes down the side of her face, downward into her hair as Bazaal's firm grasp forces her to keep her neck bared.

Now Bazaal leans foward and with his other ungloved hand he gentlely strokes her bared throat with the finger tips of his middle and index finger. The motion of his fingertips across her bared throat, not unlike that of a knife as it slits a man's throat. Bazaal stroked back and forth across her naked throat in an unloving caress. Her arms and hands go limp at her sides. Her body seems to relax. If again liked to knife, the back and forth motion of Bazaal's fingers, are not like the knife used in a quick motion simply to cut open the arteries and veins to let one's blood flow free, and one's life with it, but rather as if that knife continued to slide back and forth, as to carve into the throat, to severe not just arteries and veins, but flesh, cord, muscle, and tendon as life stuggles fleetingly in pain.

Bazaal, now satisfied, withdraws his touch from her naked throat. He abrubtly lets go of her hair and slowly she returns her head to its normal position. Not moving to wipe the tears from her face, she resumes that vacant stare, emotionless face, that innocent look of expectation.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 02, 1999).]

bug

12-03-1999, 01:41 AM

AAAHHHH!!! Bazaal has serious mental problems too! Now I'm afraid to work for either of them. http://198.92.131.6/html/wink.gif

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

Space_Orca

12-03-1999, 07:58 AM

-Well, Orca meant something different than you thought Bug, Orca meant he hadn't launched an attack in 1 and 1/2 years, he was going to attack Bazaal the next day. He has dried up corpses to scare away opponents. I will write more later, but I don't have the time now.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Space_Orca

12-03-1999, 08:19 AM

-I got another idea, I thought maybe Orca could finally meet Bazaal, and be ready for a final showdown when the good party walks in and subdues Orca, setting the stage for the final fight. Also, Orca has the aid of many various "monsters" such as Basilisks, Medusa, Ogres, etc.-
*A large army of animals is secretly clustered around a huge crater where Bazaal's magic minions summon lava demons. Orca stands at the head of this massive army, and bug nervously stays back from the front lines.*
Orca-All right, Retrara(A tiger), gather your forces on the other side of the crater, and we'll attack.
*Down inside the crater are a few hundred skeleton warriors and a few dozen Lava Demons.*
Orca-This won't be pretty.
*Suddenly, a squad of 8 foot Ogres rush in from the North side of the crater, bashing down the skeletons with their mighty clubs.*
Orca(Over commlink to Retrara)- Okay, the Ogres have done their part... LAUNCH!
*Flocks of armed animals, accompanied by vollies of arrows, slice through enemy lines, tossing aside opponent after opponent.*
Bug-Well, Orca may have mental problems, but he sure knows how to organize a powerful assault!
*Orca jumps forward, lightsaber swinging. He personally takes down three lava demons and eighteen skeleton warriors before the dust of battle clears and his forces are victourious.*
Retrara-I have the casualty report. We lost one ogre from the ogre force, and eight animals from my force. What about you?
*Orca smiles*
Orca-1 casualty, a scout rabbitt.
*Retrara looks at Orca, very impressed*
Orca-Don't think to much of it, I was gaurding my troops after all.
*The seventeen remaining ogres haul a giant magical stone block into place, and plug the summoning hole*
Orca-They'll have to pry the password out of my cold, dead body if they want to know how to summon more lava demons! Come on, lets go to out ambush positions before the reinforcements on their way ambush us! Its time to reverse the surprise, and for Bazaal to weep his heart out at his casualties!

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

12-03-1999, 12:09 PM

--Actually Bazaal isn't crazy, he's just evil. His actions, which by the way the scene did spring directly as a thought from my darker side, are a twisted mixture of passion and domination. Note the strange anology between a lovers caress, and the violent dominating actions (hair pulling), and that the stroking action is rather than compared to the loving touch of a partner, is compared to the control of a person with a knife at your throat.

I hope this gave everyone a better veiw into his mind. If you really wanted that.--

Space_Orca

12-03-1999, 03:36 PM

-I would like to encourage people to come to my story, "A New Universe of Evil". Now that I have made that advertisement, on with the show.-
*A huge column of undead is approaching the crater. Orca estimates it at one of Bazaal's Dead Eyes, his battalion equivelent of several hundred troops.*
Orca-Well, my troops, it looks like we may have bitten off more than we can chew.
*The twenty five animals who are lying in ambush with Orca nod their heads, but ready their bows.*
Bazaalian Vampire-Come out, oh animals, whereever you are! Its time for recharging of ME and death of YOU!
*An arrow flies from a giant lava rock and strikes the vampire. He falls over and looks rather dead. But two dozen skeleton archers start bombarding the rock*
Orca-Oh great, bye bye Hitula.
*Indeed, the small goblin sniper falls with an arrow in his chest only a few seconds later. However, a second arrow from him was on its way, and it strikes and brings down a Wraith.*
Orca-ATTACK!
*89 animals burst out of hiding, slinging arrows at the enemy while three ogres emerge and come running toward the enemy, their mission to knock at the archers. Orca himself is in the thick of the dray, swatting his opponents aside with practiced ease.*
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*An hour later, the scent of rotting flesh fills the battlefield. The entire undead force we destroyed, but 54 animals died in the fight, and two of the ogres were also brought down. Orca and his troops returned to Orca's tower, with both a sense of victory and a sadness for their comrades that wouldn't be returning burning in their minds.*

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Dirtbag

12-03-1999, 04:50 PM

After the battle, Orca walked the lines of his animal troops. "Good work, men! This is just the type of decisive victory we need to finally overthrow Bazaal and cleanse this world of his evil!"

In the middle of his speech, Orca spots a small black rat amid his ranks, listening as attentively as any of them. He walked up to the rodent.

"And what's your name, solider?"

"Squeak freakin' squeak squeak," the rat responded sardonicly.

"I knew it!" Orca shouted, igniting his saber. "Dirtbag! I don't know how you returned from the grave, but I'm going to put you back in it!"

But Dirtbag held his ground. "Don't be so friggin' uptight, fish-brain. I ain't here to cause any problems this time. Bazaal used me, and I'm gonna see him swallow his own entrails. Kapeesh?"

Orca hesitated. "I'd be a fool to believe you, after all you've done."

"And you think refusing my services would make you less of one? Orca, honey, baby, sweety, you'd be a fool no matter what you chose to do. So eh? Eh? Do we have a deal?"

Orca narrowed his eyes at the vermin. "Be gone, you loathsome rodent. Next time I see you, be assured blood will flow. Yours."

"Say it, don't spray it, big guy," Dirtbag responded, as he waved his fingers in the air, creating a dark void in space/time. "Did I forget to mention I've picked up a few tricks meanwhile? Anywhoo, I guess I'll go see if your ex-compatriots will be more open-minded. Adios, sucker." And with that, he jumped into the small black hole and disappeared.

Shawn Templar

12-03-1999, 04:55 PM

--sounds like the story is going along smooth, ohh, Orca, The party has to be reunited before we can make a faceoff with you and Bazaal.--

The sun had started to descend on the Misty mountains. The sky was filled with the colors or orange and black as the day was parting. Shawn stood on the main balcony of Merlin's Citadel looking at the sun setting over the Misty mountians. He couldn't help but wonder if their was something he could have done 9 years ago to stop Bazaal and his power. He wondered if there would have been some way to have stopped Merlin's death. He thought about Ji'tory, and all of the time that Bazaal had to do anything with her. He eyes survaied the land, pondering what to do next. "Are you alright?" said a gental voice. He reckonized the voice and question too easliy, he had been asked it over and over again for 9 years now. "Lina, sorry I'm not there with the rest of you. It's just that.." before he could continue Lina said "I know, I feel just as you do about everything Shawn. don't worry, we'll bring everyone back together and stop Bazaal for good." she drew closer to him and watched as the sun finialy descended behind the Misty Mountains. "Don't worry Shawn, we'll save Ji'tory, and stop Bazaal." She looked at Shawn and smiled. "It's happening again." he said and Lina looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. "What is?" she said and Shawn pointed to the Elven forest, "Bazaal is attacking the Elves again." he replied. Lina looked and saw what could only be described from this distance as black rows moving into the forest. A closer view would have yeilded black skeletons moveing in with weapons sharpened and ready to kill.

Shawn and Lina had rejoined the rest of the small party and told them of the attack. "We need to bring the rest of the party together. We'll need and wizard to help against Bazaal, Sakana would be the best person for that. Ping_Me, I think that you should go and try to persuade him to help us. Me and Lina will goto the Bureto Capitial, at least what remains of it, and ask Dragonfly for his help. Reyaun and Avenger should go and try to persuade the humans to help us, after this, we'll try to find Gebohq and anyone else. Then we'll get the goblins, dwarfs, and dragons to help us." Shawn said. Ping_Me looked at Shawn,(he had changed alot since the Battle at the Castle.) he thought. "After we have everyone together,"he continued," we can concentrate on Bazaal." But first, lets get some sleep." Everyone agreed and headed to the dusty rooms of the Citadel and hoped that they could rid this world, and all others, of Bazaal.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

[This message has been edited by Shawn Templar (edited December 03, 1999).]

Space_Orca

12-03-1999, 05:10 PM

-Actually, Dirtbag, your wrong, I would have welcomed your help.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

[This message has been edited by Space_Orca (edited December 03, 1999).]

Dragonfly

12-03-1999, 07:37 PM

Ok, has somebody read a short story entitled "Leningen versus the Ants" ? Cause that is what the descriptions of the undead seems like, the ants in the story....just curious.....and keep in mind when you visit the Beuto capital, that Dragonfly is slowly helping to rebuild the city and believes there is nothing to be done now,.

Gebohq

12-03-1999, 08:34 PM

Outside Bazaal's castle by a small town, Apathis stands before a crowd of young people of different races. The crowd waits in anticipation for what Apathis had to say, for they saw him as an idol to worship, someone they wanted to be and wanted to be with. Apathis charisma swept over the mob of teenageers, a mere movement of the hand enthralled them and sent them yelling. He finally began to speak...

Apathis: "Listen to my words! Bazaal offers a life you always wanted. A life where you are respected, where everything you desired could be yours. Bazaal has trangressed the traditional restrainsts that have kept you from experiencing the freedom you deserve. Defy the law! Defy your elders and join Bazaal in the new era of freedom!"

One of the kids in the crowd yelled out "Down with the old! Follow Bazaal" and then started repeatedly yelling "Bazzal". The others joined quickly, the frenzy speading like wildfire. Apathis smiled with a gleeful satisfaction that Yimir followed his part of the plan. Apathis thought of how much Yimir resembled his father Bazaal and shivered.

Ping_Me

12-03-1999, 08:56 PM

---Actually Dragonfly, the picture I get is from the movie "Army of Darkness". Great movie. A classic. You'd laugh your (ahem) off from watching it.---

The winds blew harshly over the barren wastes that were once grasslands and forests. All that were left of the forests was the occational stump in the ground, withered and blasted from sand storms. It had been a long time since he had exited the small wood around Merlin's Citadel, agreeing with Shawn's suggestion that he find Sakana.

He trekked across the miles south between the citadel and the elven lands. There would be trouble once he reached the borders. He was certain the Bazaal's troops would be there in force, trying to enter the elven lands. It was sort of ironic in a way that he was travelling the same route now, that he took so long ago when he first went to the elven lands. Where he first met Ji'tory -now Bazaal's prisoner and sex slave (Ping's face turned to a scowl).

He passed through the mountains without problem. He had even found the very spot where he had buried the giant ogre so long ago. It lay undisturbed as if not a day had passed since the battle was faught. //Some things never change.//

He began to think on the words he had spoken after he had beaten the ogre...

~/~/He aimed explosive blasts into the rock face of the mountian and caused an avalanche. "You're goin to sleep bad boy!" Ping_Me yelled. King sized boulders rained down from above and fell upon the ogre. A deafening roar filled the Mountians to its every nook and crack. He only worsened the situation with his thrashing. Ping_Me watched from upon high untill the rock slide ended. He flew down to the pile of rubble and alighted on it, his robes flying around him in the dust. //Sure I coulda blown his head off at anytime. But I only kill at need. This avalance should keep him buried for a long time.// ~\~\

//I only kill at need? What about Pristine? Did you need to kill her?// She was threatening the lives of both of those elven warriors. She had already killed one, and was ready to kill the girl. She was an instrument of evil. She could not go unhindered. Bazaal would have made sure that she would kill others...

It really didn't matter now. Yes, Ping still loved her. He couldn't deny that fact. He tried to set it aside in his mind. Bazaal surely now had Pristine in his hands. Ping had no way of knowing whether or not those two had been able to protect the projection unit in that last stand. Ping_Me pictured in his mind the two valiant warrior/lovers, battling to the end of their strength, so a weapon of destruction couldn't be used again. There was very little hope that they survived.

Sorrow made him stop in his tracks. The wind whipped around him in an unceascing howl, blowing the sand and dirt around him. His hair and robes were completely unaffected by the dust storm. He silently said a fervent prayer for the two elves and continued on his way.

Night fell. Ping_Me counted himself lucky that he could go on without sleep, while the forces of darkess needed their ugly rest. To say that the Undead encampment was as silent as the grave would be both a pun and an understatement. Ping slowly lifted himself off the ground a few inches and slowly picked his way among the sleeping undead. After what seemed an eternity he reached the eaves of the forest. They were already beginning to die under the stress of the impending assault. He slowly slipped into the shadows of the trees...

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How come Superman could stop bullets with his
chest, but always had to
duck when someone threw a gun at him?

[This message has been edited by Ping_Me (edited December 03, 1999).]

Merlin

12-03-1999, 09:23 PM

As the glowing sun began to set over the Misty Mountians, Gebohq, now a hermit squated down near a clear fast running mountian stream with his gourd gathering water for cooking tonights dinner. He no longer wore his armor, now it was carefully packed away into a chest back in his cave hermitage. He packed it away because he couldn't stand to look at it, let alone wear it. It reminded him of the man he had once been. The man that challenged Apathis and won. The one who had fought in that great assualt and lost. The one who left his friends after the funeral. The one who became a useless hermit now simply eeking out a living on the harsh cliffs of the Misty Mountians. He now wore simply brown robes.

The orangish-pink sunlight filtered down through the mist, making the cyrstal clear water of the river turn peach like tint. As Gebohq looks up and sees, or rather sees through, a man near the river.

Gebohq backs away instictively.

He now gets a better look at the strange ghost. He looked to be a man in his early twenties. He had short auburn hair and a full beard. He had a kind expression on his face.

"Hello Gebohq." said the ghost calmly.

"Who the heck are you?!" shouted Gebohq, his voice echoed off the cliffs.

"Let us say, someone concerned with your well being" said the ghost pleasantly.

"My well being is my own affair." said Gebohq in a tone with all the inflections of the creak of a rusty metal hinge, "I don't need any help from any . . .infernal spirits!"

"Gebohq. . ." the ghost began.

"Gebohq nothing!" Gebohq finished and turned and marched with haste back to his hermitage.

The ghost watched on, then faded away.

Space_Orca

12-04-1999, 04:05 PM

-I think this will serve to set up a small encounter with the party, so they can see who Orca is now.-
*Meanwhile, Orca's armies are creating massive havok on Bazaal's forces. Already, Orca owns approximatly a fourth of the "scorched lands", and this area is slowly regrowing. Orca's armies of animals are already slowly creeping up on Bazaal's main fort used to besiege Merlin's citadel and keep goodness from escaping.*
Orca-This will be our toughest battle yet, but if we can win, we will spread out influence throughout the surrounding land.
*Orca's troops move closer, watching as hundreds, almost a thousand, undead make their way around the giant stronghold. Undoubtably another thousand or so wait inside.*
Orca-All right, everyone fan out. Keep the fort under siege. Bazaal is about to meet a... old friend of his...
*Orca utters some magic words and the giant Ice Pheonix swoops from the heavens and lands next to Orca. The animals silently cheer as Orca jumps on top of the beast and streaks into the sky*
Orca-Bombs... AWAY!
*With that, Orca flings a small packet of gunpower over the side with a match right behind it. The primitive explosive lands in the middle of the fort, causing a massive explosion and creates a giant, roaring fire.*
Orca-Hail, servents of Bazaal! Meet your doom!
*The Ice Pheonix rakes the compound, turning many of the undead into solid ice, and destroying the Lava Demons on contact.*
Orca-ATTACK!
*Several thousands animals flood out of concealment, attacking the confused defenders of the fort. Orca continues to freeze undead, then swoops into the center of the base and dismounts the Ice Pheonix by the fire.*
Orca-Ice Pheonix, the time has come. The time for you and your brother to fight together! Aja Kansasa Manack Fires Hastana Kuplana Pheonixia!
*The Fire Pheonix jumps out of the fire, leaving it only a pile of ashes. The twin beasts collide, reinforcing each other and making each more strong than before. They quickly mow down all the remaining undead.*
Orca-Casualties?
Animal Luitenant-Good work sir, we only lost 28 creatures.
Orca-So we did very well?
Aniaml Luitenant-VERY well.
Orca-Good Pheonixes, good pheonixes.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

12-04-1999, 06:14 PM

--I'm just writing to tell you that since Merlin is dead, he has no magical powers any longer, rather he is a servant of God. In this he has no power himself. When their are acts of power, their God's, not Merlin. Merlin only acts as God's tool. Thus anytime Merlin does do something powerful it is only because God empowers him to do so at that point. Just so that you understand what I mean. (because in this tale, God is not some being that is just out there, but an caring being that drives all things to a good end, but also at times restrains his power to allow others free will, which God allows by his very nature). Just to be clear about that. Thanks.--

Merlin and Anna appear in Bazaal's throne room. The room is well lit, yet still holds darkness. Bazaal sits in his dark throne, and Ji'tory at his right, sitting upon that plush cushion, her face expressionless, her face still wet with recent tears.

Anna quickly kneels down next to Ji'tory, reaching out her hand to wipe the tears from her face. Then Anna pauses, slowly withdrawing her hand, since she can not wipe away Ji'tory's tears. Anna looks back up to Merlin. Merlin looks down at Anna with love, then to Ji'tory with compassion, then at Bazaal with a mixture of pity and anger.

Merlin stepped back from Bazaal so that he stood in the middle of the room. Then Merlin materialized.

Bazaal wasn't even shocked, just filled with icy cold rage.

"I thought I killed you Merlin." Bazaal said cooly, evenly.

"You did." said Merlin softly."And what you've come back to haunt me!" Bazaal laughed coldly at the idea.

"No. To ask you to do something for your own sake." Merlin said quitely.

"And what would that be." Bazaal said with and edge to his voice like a knife.

"Repent." Merlin siad quitely.

"Repent!" Bazaal half laughing half choking on the words, to what sounded to him the most absurd proposal ever. "Maybe I bashed your head hard enough to make you crazy, Merlin." Now Bazaal's tone turns to an edge of anger "In case you haven't noticed I practically own this world! Here I am a god!"

"But in all your power Bazaal, even if you rule this world, you still can't escape death." Merlin said softly.

"And in case you haven't noticed Merlin, soon enough I'll be immortal! I have power, I have life, and soon after I conquer this world I will have immortality." Bazaal said with passion.

Merlin closed his eyes and shook his head gentlely. "I have seen a place prepared for you in Hell, Bazaal. Repent, or you'll find it your destiny."

"I have choosen my destiny. And it lies here!" Bazaal said with a livid rage!

Now Bazaal regained his composure. "Oh, and Merlin, I'm sure you've noticed Ji'tory is still mine. I have many long nights to enjoy her."

Merlin took a quick glance toward Ji'tory. She sat there still expressionless. Nearby stood Anna. Anna wore an expression of disgust. Merlin knew exactly how she felt, but he was here for a purpose, even if it might be futile.

"How are you going to save her Merlin?!" Bazaal spat out!

"I don't need to. God will in time." Merlin said with perhaps more serenity than he felt.

Bazaal began to snicker, then burst out in to full mocking laughter. "God! The biggest fool of them all!" Bazaal screeched!

Merlin faded from Bazaal's veiw. Merlin walked over and stood by Anna for a few moments looking at poor Ji'tory. Then they were gone.

Space_Orca

12-05-1999, 07:04 AM

-Well, Merlin, just posting this to let you know, don't even MENTION god in front of Orca, or try to make him think you are powered by him, Orca will probably go into a fit of anger.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Shawn Templar

12-05-1999, 11:49 AM

--Well, I think its about time I did some writeing of my own.--

Shawn and Lina set off for the Bueto capital. Lina looked at Shawn "Ummm, just how are we supposed to get up there Shawn?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face. "I'm not completely sure, but I might be able to get us up there." he said looking up at the sky, then looked next to him to meet Lina's eyes. He said to her happily "Lina, for the first time, in a long time, things are starting to look up." She smiled and he returned the simle. Lina giggled abit and they stopped in their tracks. "What, what is it?" he asked, a bit confuised. "Ohhh, nothing, nothing at all." she replied with a sense of humor in her voice. Shawn, a bit puzzled, shrugged his shoulders and they continued their march to the Bueto capital.

"Lets head for........(he looks around)that mountian over there." Shawn said. Lina looked at the mountain and asked "Are you sure that's the way to the Bueto capital?" He looked at her and replied "I'm certain. When we returned to Merlin's citadel, I was looking around and found a map of this world. It shows the location of every race on this world." Shawn and Lina head for the mountian, weary of a dark presence ahead; although, not sure if the presence is in their future, or just ahead, lurking in the woods that surrounded the mountain ahead.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Merlin

12-05-1999, 02:50 PM

--Orca, I've got a question. How close are you to your character. I am, or at least strive to be, like Merlin. I wondered how close you were to you character?

Space_Orca

12-05-1999, 03:23 PM

-I'm a lot like my charechter too, although DEFINATLY not in all ways. For example, Orca is middle aged, I'm only 11. A also don't hand peoples dried corpses on my walls. :-) Also, Merlin, in this tale Orca has as much evil power as Bazaal, but can be brought back because he loves Nature more than Power, so he does not value power above all other things. Also, I forgot to mention in telling about how I am like Orca, I am MUCH more like the good Orca than the evil Orca, although when you get me mad I get more like the evil Orca. Also, just like Orca, I don't believe in any of this religious mumbo-jumbo, no offense intended.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

12-05-1999, 03:31 PM

--I see. And as part of my own relegious beleifs includes respect for others beleifs. Just to point out, I don't apostlize (try to convert people), I only tell them what it has done for me, and what I have learned. A statement of faith and experince, nothing more, nothing less. My sig is just such an example of my what I have learned from my experince. Any way, I respect what your saying, though all that I am is my faith, quite a contrast huh, and part of that is loving others, and loving others means not trying to ask them to be something they are not. Thanks for the explanation Orca.

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The kingdom of God is not a political movement or a city that descends from the skies. Rather it is a change in the human heart. For I have seen my dark side. I know I at times do evil when I do not wish to do it. But His presence in the Holy Spirit is transforming those who wish to serve him. So that we upon this long road of life, and by only His gift to us, not by our actions, are we remade to be like Him.

~Yours in Christ,
Merlin

Space_Orca

12-05-1999, 06:48 PM

-Well, if you were trying to convert me, youd have to do it over my cold, dead body, and converting a body wouldn't make much sense, would it?-
*Orca and his troops are now approaching Merlin's Citadel. Orca steps inside.*
Orca-Oh, dang! They're not here!
*Orca troops promtly turn around and start heading back to base.*
Orca-No! Wait! Come on, into that patch of woods surrounding the dark mountain, Shawn and Lina will be coming through there.
*Orca troops enter the forest cautiously, and they suddenly bump into two figures in black robes.*
Everyone-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Orca-Wait! Are you Shawn and Lina by any chance?
Shawn-Why, yes we are. And might you be Orca, by any chance?
Orca-Yup.
Shawn-Orca, what HAS happened to you>
Orca-Much beyond your imigination.
Shawn-I'll try to comprehend.
Orca-Why should I waste the time listening to you try?
Shawn-Because, Orca, you need to tell me WHY you have turned evil.
Orca-And why is it any of your buisness?
Shawn-Because I can turn you back.
Orca-I don't WANT to be turned back!
*Orca fires a fireball at Shawn, knocking him backwards, unhurt but dazed. Lina flings herself forward, knocking Orca down, but Orca rolls, landing on top of her. Shawn gets up and raises his sword over Orca's head. He is stopped short by another one of Orca's fireballs.*
Orca-I'm sorry, I... lost control of myself.
Shawn-I understand. Come let us journey to the Buteo City. Your troops can stay back at their base, they are not needed.
Orca-Understood.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

12-05-1999, 07:51 PM

---Why are you so uptight about the whole matter Orca? You must really have somthing the matter with religion. What's wrong? Why are you afraid?---

//This forest isn't much different than the one around the citadel.// Ping thought to himself.

He walked through the withering wood. It was a scene of autumn. Golden leaves adorned the trees. Bright reds, yellows and oranges lit up the forest like torches. The grass and the underbrush also had taken on a golden color. Ping_Me walked on. He didn't know exactly where he would find the elven encampment, but he might as well look.

The day wore on. The sun shone through gloomy brown clouds. Ping could only guess they got their brown color from the dust storms. The sun seemed pale, trying desperatly to shine through the clouds.

He would have missed it if he wasn't looking right at it. In a brushy area not far off to his right he could barely make out a row of tents. focusing better he could now make out many rows of tents. They all almost looked like the bushes and shrubs around them. Ping stopped and started to head for it. He didn't go far though. He stopped in his tracks when he heard a rustling in the bushes next to him. He only blinked his eyes and suddenly he had at least twenty five swords at his neck.

Ping gulped nervously. "Jeeeezz, nice to meet you too." He looked around at the savage faces the stared him down. "Boy, the last time I came throught here..."

"YOU WILL SHUT YOUR MOUTH NOW!" A very forceful woman came forward. Very imposing. She wore a forest green cape and nasty looking armor. "You are hearby sentenced to death for entering elven lands!"

One of the soldiers reached out to grab him by the shoulder. There was a sizzling noise and the elf drew his hand back. It was smoking. The elf screamed in pain and horror. Immeadiatly the elves were on him. Ping drew up his full body sheild and deflected every sword strike. The sheild collapsed under the strain. He shot himself up in the air and landed behind them all, doing a graceful backflip all the time.

"What are you doing??" He asked.

"DIE, WIZARD!" She screamed. Suddenly fifty archers sprang up from their hidden places among the bushes, all with arrows pointed at various places on his body.

"This doesn't look good..." Ping said. The volley was unleashed. Ping again jumped vertically in the air, almost clearing the tree tops. Meanwhile the arrows sliced through air, tree, leaf, bush and other things found in the forest. Upon landing he found himself being charged down by sword waving elves. He thought of a quick plan. He bluged his out in mock panic and took off through the forest. The elves followed like an angry mob. He lead them deeper into the forest, their shouts and footsteps following him as he went. Once he had a good enough lead on them, he vanished from sight and rematerialised up in a tree. He sat on a branch, his legs dangling over the side, and watched the elves rush around in confusion below.

"Which way did he go?"

"I dunno! There are no tracks!"

"Hey let's all go this way and see if we can find him!"

"Good idea!" They all rushed off in one direction.

Ping fought to control his mirth.

"They're a dumb lot but they're good soldiers..." Ping's laughter subsided and changed into surprise upon hearing the new voice. He looked around him but saw nothing. He looked up and saw a figure standing on the branch above him.

"Hi Ping. Long time no see."

It was Sakana.

Merlin

12-05-1999, 08:37 PM

-- Hey, how does this look for an opener to "Of Heavan and Earth" the title of the story I will merge "Saga the Third War" and "Shadows of Darkness", with rewriting of my own, I just kinda use the stuff we wrote here as an editable outline. Here is the tale's opening:

In the deeping shadows of an evening once forgotten, but never forgotten by those who lived it. Merlin stood their in his citadel, a homely furnished cavern, his place of refuge. He stood there now aware of the deepening shadows which now threatened to lay themselves upon his world of Logress. For his old enemy had found him at last. The enemy he fled his across time and space itself. From one reality, his former home, to this one, on a world called Logress. He had travelled not by a ship that sailed through the stars, not to from one earthly globe to another, but rather he had used door ways of magic, which transcended and perhaps transgressed space and time, through these he fled his dark enemy across the ages and beyond space to another space and another time. In essence another reality to itself. There he had lived in hiding, finding peace from evil, but now the day had come that he prayed to God would not come. His enemy had found him again!

Now this enemy, this mortal man of darkness, threatened to enter. . . No! Had already entered this world! Now this man, this what was once a man, now a darkness himself for all his evil, was gathering himself to enslave an innocent world. Merlin knew he had no hope against such an enemy, at least not alone. So he again used his magic, to open those door ways that transcended and perhaps transgressed time, to world yet unknown to him. He felt only in his heart, that there, beyond this place there were other realities, different from his, some very different indeed! But he knew only there lived the people who could perhaps aid him, for he knew not their names, not their faces, but he knew their hearts were good, or had good in them. They would be the champions of this world. This world of Logress depended on it.

What do you think?--

Ping_Me

12-05-1999, 09:01 PM

Good start. The cavern thing really shows how Merlin is hiding from Bazaal. Whereas the Tower/Citadel seemed very open and opposing.

Gebohq

12-06-1999, 05:01 PM

(Great beginning Merlin. Much better anyway than your previous beginning where you started with the members coming-it seemed too sudden. Anyway, on with the writing.)

*Gebohq watched with strage fasination at the fire that heated his meal. He didn't know why it fasinated him, perhaps living alone without human contact for nearly nine years had gotten the better of him. It certianly seemed that way when he saw the ghost appear in front of him by the stream. The apparition seemed somehow familiar...but where? He soon dismissed it as bad lunch he had earlier and continued to watch the fire, which now brought back vivid memories of the fire made by Apathis. Gebohq struggled to bury the horrible events nine years ago...*
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*Apathis and Yimir were talking among themselves as they hiked to the next destination to continue the word of Bazaal.*

Apathis: "You did an excellent job back there. At this rate, we'll be back by the end of the week."

Yimir: "No thanks to you. I don't understand why Bazaal brought you back. Failures shouldn't be given a second chance."

*Apathis stared at Yimir, who reflected his father more than before, with a cold stare.*

Apathis: "Bazaal is smarter than you and knows my value. He knows I have a...way with the younger crowd."

*They moved on towards a town where some humans lived. Apathis wondered how much more of Yimir he could take.*

Merlin

12-07-1999, 08:54 PM

--Well since nobody's replied in a bit I guess I'd better post something to keep the story moving. BTW I made a correction, earlier I said Bazaal brough back Kricha, I meant Apathis, not Kricha? Anyway, where is everybody?--

Jason Argos, a young man about 16 years old arrived at Bazaal's castle. He had heard the news about Bazaal from that charismatic speaker named Apathis. He wanted to be part of that new order. He felt this was the way to rebel against his parents, and know freedom. But he was not an evil man, in fact he was caring about others as any of us are usually. But he was disatisfied with the limitation put on him by his parents and by his society. He wanted freedom. He had know idea of the fullness of what he was walking into.

He lead my two dark menacing eyeless skeletal warriors, entered Bazaal's throne room. He carefully observed the place. It had a gloom about it, like a dark cold misty morning, but with out the cold, dark, or mist.

He finally looked at the man siting on the throne. The man wore a black robe, under which Jason could make out he wore all black clothing and black boots. He could see the man's pale hand thrust from the long sleves of the dark robe. But the hood of the robe was up, obscuring the face. Not only that but the postion of the robe's hood, a downward tilt, made Jason wonder if the man was not asleep. He figured it would be unwise to wake him. Now Jason's eyes began to wonder again. Now noticing the other person in the room. An attractive youthful looking Elven girl. Jason knew Bazaal was at war with the Elves. He wondered why was there an Elven girl here. Now that he payed attention to her more closely, he saw that the girl was somewhat scantilly clad. Jason figured she was some kind of slave. Though Jason had never really though about wether slavery was evil or not, now didn't seem the time to question Bazaal's actions. Perhaps she deserved it for some reason he wondered. Now he gazed at her expression more closely. He noticed that she did see him. He wondered if she was blind. Though the longer he stared at her the more he found her attractive. At one point he realized the reason he found her so physcially attractive is that she might be some kind of sex slave to Bazaal. At which point he realized it would be unwise to ogle at her for fear of angering Bazaal. Though he found he continued to look at her. Then he began to think of the woman he was infatuated with and dreamed about at night. Her name was Jessica.

"You want her, don't you."

Jason suddenly realized that the man in the throne had spoken, further aware he had been staring at the Elven girl he feared Bazaal's anger.

"No. . . I, er. . . " Jason stuttered.

"No. I wasn't refering to young Ji'tory here, she is mine. No, I was refering to the other girl you where fantasing about. What was her name?"

"Je...essica. . ." Jason stuttered. "How could you know that?! What I was thinking! I mean."

"Your thoughts aren't hidden from me boy. I am a wizard after all. But let us talk about this Jessica." Bazaal said craftilly.

Bazaal felt in Jason the stirings of the desire he had embraced with power. Bazaal knew he could use this.

"Rather than talk about it. Why don't we her here." Bazaal said with a vicious cunning.

Jason blushed.

"He. . ere." Jason stammered from the idea of bringing her to be with him. The woman he thought to be the most desireable girl he had ever looked upon.

Bazaal reached up and pulled back the hood of his robe. Jason was taken aback by the face he saw. Bazaal's high forehead and long combed back black hair (which Jason noticed has some grey). But most terrible where those eyes. Those eyes that wer like looking into the sky at the coming front of a thunder storm raked with lightning, that admited no reply or refusal.

"As you wish, sir. . ." Jason trailed off with a slight fear.

So Bazaal sent out his dark riders.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 07, 1999).]

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 07, 1999).]

Shawn Templar

12-07-1999, 09:18 PM

--OK, i've made up my mind, If you give me a pretty good discription of your charater from the story, I'll draw it and send it to JK Depot and put it up on my webpage (after i fix it up a bit http://198.92.131.6/html/wink.gif ). just email you discription to me, and when I get it done, I'll send you a sample and you tell me if you like it or not, if you don't like it, just tell me what changes need to be made to it.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

bug

12-07-1999, 10:12 PM

bug walks into the throne room wearing a pair of shorts and a smile face t-shirt.

bug: "hey Baz, I just got the battle reports, looks like orca fell for the trap. Oh, and about the new emblem for the flaming sword, well, I was thinking about also changing their name to The Flying Smiley Faces. How do you think that sounds?"

Bazaal looks at bug with his cold dark eyes. Bug suddenly realizes that Jason Argos is in the room.

(bowing at bazaal)
bug: "er... Sorry for disturbing you your greatness. Is there anything else I can do for you oh great one."

bug quickly exits through the nearest door before bazaal can respond

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

Merlin

12-07-1999, 10:25 PM

Jessica, a young girl of 16, though still a girl in heart and mind, she had grown quickly and had the appearence of a woman. Jessica sat at the table of her parents home in a small, but pleasant kitchen. Her parents had gone to market to buy that night's dinner. Abruptly she heard a knock at the door and wondered why her parents were back so soon. She reached for the door and turned the handle as she opened the door.

"Dad? . . Why are you back -" she froze in mid sentence once she saw that fleshless specter of the dark rider, an eyeless skeleton swathed in black cloth. She backed away in terror and screamed.

Violently the skeletal hand thrust outward and grasped her wrist and physically dragged her out the door.

"No! Help me! Somebody!" she cried.

But no one was near to hear her pleas, so here pleas only fell upon the deaf nonexistant ears of the Dark Riders.

Soon she was on the back of a black stallion of a horse emraced by those deathly arms of the Dark Rider as it spirited her away as she cried in its comfortless arms.

An hour later she was thrust into Bazaal's throne room where stood Jason, Bazaal, and Ji'tory. Her face was wet with tears and she stood their terrified and vulnerable. As soon as she saw Jason she rushed over to him and clung to him as if her as if her life depended on it. Then she saw Bazaal and grasped Jason even tighter as she made a sudden gasp of breath in fear of that unloving power she sensed in Bazaal. She now looked up at Jason and with a fearful shock realized he wasn't looking at her with that mixture of concern and bravery to protect her she had expected from anyone she knew against something she sensed was so evil. Then she realized that he was in some way part of the reason she was brought here. She backed away from him quickly with terror in her eyes. She made quick glances between Bazaal and Jason.

Jason on the other hand was in a very different situation. Just having the most attractive woman he had ever known in his arms, made him feel hot and tingly. It was not a warm and fuzzy feeling. Not only that her fear and vulnerability made her seem all the more desirable. Though he felt confused as to why she seemed afraid of him. Afraid of Bazaal he understood, but of him, he wasn't like that.

"Jason. . . What's going on?!" Jessica said in a tremulous voice.

But before Jason could answer Bazaal began to speak.

"Now you desire freedom, and freedom only comes with power! Power over others. Power over her." Bazaal said with conviciton.

With that Bazaal made a sweeping gesture with his hand and Jason felt something like an energy in his hands. Jason suddenly knew he had power!

"Now stretch out with your mind!" Bazaal commanded.

Jason knowing he could, did. In doing so he could sense others in the room as he had not before. Bazaal gave off a sense of dominating consuming power, something Jason felt he couldn't challenge, in Ji'tory he felt a strange vacancy of mind which he did not understand, but in Jessica he felt a timid fearful mind, it felt weak compared to the power he now had.

"Now Jason, you have the power. Use it! You desire her, push your way into her mind!" Bazaal shouted.

Jason half afraid to disobey, half curious what would happen, pushed his mind into hers. Suddenly he felt a wrenching feeling where his mind met hers. Jessica cried out in pain, she placed her hands over her ears and fell to her knees.

Jason felt he didn't want to do this. Bazaal sensed it too.

"Push deeper Jason!" Bazaal commanded.

Jason paused, he felt this wasn't right.

"DO IT!" Bazaal screamed.

Jason, in fear, forced his way into her mind harder. Jessica felt her body start to go cold, he thoughts and memories fading.

"DO IT!" Bazaal screamed again.

Jason with one final motion, pushed all the way into her mind. Jessica cried out.

"AHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh. . . ." Jessica trailed off.

Her arms went limp and fell to her sides, her muscle relaxed. Jason felt that he had incredible power. He felt such freedom to move about with in her mind, he sensed such control. Jessica now stared foward with that same expression Ji'tory had.

"Now, what do you desire boy!" Bazaal said.

Suddenly Jessica stood up. Jason stood there blinking. He realized he had desired she get up and she did!

"Yes, Jason! Now you understand!" Bazaal said.

"Take me, Jason." Jessica suddenly said coyly.

Jason was shocked. He had just thought how he wanted her to say that.

"Yes. . . she is what you desire. Isn't she?" Bazaal said.

Jason felt the desire burn with in him.

Suddenly Jessica, with that same vacant stare, tore part of her dress so that her right shoulder was exposed. Jason had only thought that thought fleetingly for a breif moment.

"Yes Jason! Your ever desire fufilled!" Bazaal cried out triumpantly.

Jason felt the fire of his desire burn, he felt it like a compulsion. He felt he couldn't resist it! Quickly he placed his hand upon her bare shoulder, feeling the tender texture of the flesh. Now he feel another wave of desire, and with his other hand he reached around and forced her lips to his and kissed her with a burning desire. But he didn't stop there, he went further and further, until he had done the very same act Ji'tory had done with Bazaal countless times before.

And when it was done Jason look at Jessica, and for the first time now saw her blank expression of innocent expectation. Then he looked at his hands, which were shaking. Now he looked at Bazaal, then at Ji'tory, the back to Jessica, then faster still back to Ji'tory, only now did he realize the similarity of their expressions. Then he looked at his hands, then he looked at Bazaal.

"WHAT HAVE I DONE?!" Jason cried in terror!

"You have taken that step which you can't go back on." Bazaal said.

Bazaal now reached down and put his cold hand onto Jason's bare shoulder. It felt icy cold, and with a grasp so hard Jason felt Bazaal might break his shoulder.

"Now, you've found real freedom! And you can never, ever go back to your limited life again. Now you are one of us! Now she is forever your slave." Bazaal said with conviction.

Jason Argos felt Bazaal was right, after he had done this, what could he go back too.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 07, 1999).]

Space_Orca

12-08-1999, 08:21 AM

-Shawn, if you had something else planned, tell me and I can change this. Yes, Orca is more powerful than Bazaal, the force is stronger than magic, and now that Orca has gone into his darker tendancies. *Shudder*. The second part was designed to illustrate Orca's abilities, not to make me the all powerful evil swatter, I just wanted to give you some idea. The thing between Apathis and Yimir would have happened naturally anyway.-
*Shawn, Lina, and Orca ride the Ice Pheonix and Fire Pheonix all the way up to the Buteo city. There they find the devesatated city under process of rebuilding, with a glorious palace standing in the middle, standing for the new era. Orca, Shawn, and Lina enter and go to the throne room.*
Orca-Hello, Dragonfly.
Dragonfly-Orca. Shawn. Lina. I didn't think I'd ever see you again.
Shawn-As I thought I'd never see you. Dragonfly, Bazaal is causing havoc on the world below. The humans are almost extinct...
Orca-And good riddance!
Shawn-.... And the Elves are being pushed back.
Dragonfly-Now, Orca, don't show such disrespect to our human friends. I assure you, I would help if I could, but any fight with Bazaal at this point would be futile.
Orca-Hmph! I guess all you goody-two-shoes aren't all your cracked up to be in bravery either! Having you with me would only encumber me. Goodbye!
*Orca makes a wild gesture and suddenly is gone. He is now in a cloudy, ethreal realm, watching over the world. His eyes dart back and forth, spotting evil. First, he is drawn right to Bazaal's throne room, where he sees Jason and Jessica. Next, his eyes jump to where Apathis and Yimir are trying to recruit more servants. And then, Orca's eyes zoom to the battle between the elves and the undead. Orca shifts his vision, looking down on the world invisibly, gliding effortlessly through the fight between the elves and undead, catching and destroying an undead arrow or two. He then shifts to Yimir and Apathis. Sneaking up behind Yimir, he perfectly imitates Yimir's voice.*
Yimir(Only it really is Orca)-Hey, Apathis, go back to Bazaal, he says he needs you.
Apathis(Only it really is Orca)-You dumb jerk!
Yimir(Only it really is Orca)-Your dumb yourself!
*Meanwhile, Orca bens their minds, forcing them to believe what Orca is saying is what they are saying. The two depart in a hurry, heading in opposite directions. Next, Orca arrives in Bazaal's throne room and rematerializes.*
Orca-So, Bazaal, we meet again.
*Orca notices Bug sulking out of the room.*
Orca-Bug! You FOOL! How dare you betray me!
*Bug draws his rail detonator and fires at Orca. Orca simply dematerializes and lets the rail slam into several skeletons on the other side of the room. Orca then rematerializes.*
Orca-BAZAAL! ANSWER ME!
*Bazaal turns around, taking down his hood.*
Orca-You, Bazaal, have commited more evil than anyone could ever do in a lifetime. Anyone but you. And I assume Merlin told you what awaits you in the afterlife. Not that I believe him, but if it is true... *Orca smirks* I'll be all the more happy to advance you on your way! But, theres not much sport in simply killing you now, is there? No, there isn't. Just in bothering you.
*Orca fires a burst of Force Destruction at the cieling, wrecking the fancy dark decorations.*
Bazaal-Orca, your disbelief is your weakness.
Orca-No, your belief is yours!
*Orca dematerilizes and rematerializes back in his fort.*

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

12-08-1999, 03:55 PM

Bazaal began to laugh after Orca left. He laughed long and hard. Then knowing Orca could hear him, he stopped and with a cold expression began to speak.

"YOU FOOL!" Bazaal said with deadly earnest, "you forgot the reason why dead jedi left. I have the power for my magic to go through the daker side of your force. Now that you've fallen so far into it YOUR MINE!"

Orca could hear all of this, and stood there unafraid, untill he began to feel something in the back of his mind. It felt cold, as if someone was pouring icy cold black viscious oil into his ear and into his brain!

Orca clutched his head in pain. And tried to use the force to push the dark cold oil of a substance feeling from his mind, but that only made it flow quicker.

"You could have served me well Orca. But instead you tried to fight me, ME, with evil! I only waited untill you had gone far enough, your attack on me and the showing of you faith in what you took to be your god like powers showed me you were ready for my hand to guide you!" Bazaal shouted triuphantly.

Orca staggered to the floor and fell onto the cold stone floor on his back. He found he could think, but he couldn't speak or move.

"Cause you wanted the power of evil, you thought you were like a god! I've shown you the real power Orca. Enjoy your darker force, as you spend the rest of your short life paralyzed!" Bazaal cackled! "Unless, you're still open for joining me. . . Join me and I'll unparalyze you, and give you back limited use of your powers, but any attempt to come back at me and you'll go straight back lying like a helpless baby on the cold floor!" Bazaal continued.

"Your choice." Bazaal said.

--Sorry Orca, I and several other people who are involved in writing this felt you had gone to far with your ominpotent powers that you threatened to basically make your self unchallengeable and out do the tale's villan. So I had to invoke that old thing from way back in the "Saga of the Third War" because I felt you were threatening to turn this tale into another "Never ending story thread" and kill any sembalance of good story telling and reduce it to going from one battle to another (like Might Morphin' Power Rangers. *Shudder*). I felt you left me no choice. Feel free though to refute this, and note Bazaal didn't kill you (just basically rendered your use of the force impotent, no getting around it. If you ceased to try to use the force you'd not be paralyzed anymore, or keep the use of the force and join Bazaal). I know you might rant and rave, cuss me out, perhaps make some kind of nasty hate e-mail, whatever, if you do I don't care. I didn't force you out of the tale, I just made it so you can't claim god like powers which ruin the tale (even God in the tale restrains himself to give even those who are evil free will in the hope of their repentance, no matter how unlikely). Bazaal doesn't have god like powers, he can't teleport himself other places, he isn't immortal, he isn't able to see all things (like Merlin's citadel is opaqe to him.) Nor does Merlin have god like powers, in fact he has no power at all, except to persaude, to guide, and of course being a ghost can't be harmed, nor can he touch or directly help others. (Anna couldn't wipe away Ji'tory's tears). And the only time he does if ever display power it is cause God choose to intervene and simply makes Merlin a tool of his work.

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bug

12-08-1999, 04:49 PM

well, so much for our fish friend. http://198.92.131.6/html/wink.gif

bug

12-08-1999, 05:06 PM

BTW, merlin you said that teleportation is impossible in this world. well, if you remember (yeah, right) I introduced it in saga of the 3'rd war. Here is the explination on how it works.

You need 2 sets of seven black magic stones. Both sets of stones must be placed evenly in a circle on a flat surface. To teleport from one circle to the other a wizard, (or anyone who knows magic) has to open a gateway between the two areas. The wizard has to maintain the gateway for it to exist, once the wizard stops maintaining the gateway it will collasp.

Remember, to teleport to an area it means someone has had to already been there to put down the circle of stones. This means you can't just go teleporting anywhere you like.

Black magic stones are expensive, and opening a gateway is harder than speaking Chinese.

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

Ping_Me

12-08-1999, 07:19 PM

----Even Bug has restraint!----

"Whew!" Sakana said. He flopped down in an oversized chair in the middle of his ornate tent. Ping sat in his own chair that sat in the middle of the floor. By the door stood a pair of elven gaurds. One was a hulk who carried an oversized axe. The other was an average sized elf but he carried a wicked looking sword. Ping made a mental note to copy it into his sword type sometime for fun. In the center of the room there was a large table. On it was an equally large map. It displayed that area where the elves were camped. There was a long stick that stretched across the map that Ping took to be the front of battle. On one side the map was green with a forest like texture on it. All in the forest area sat small figures of elves with swords. They seemed to represent the elvish forces that were camped in the wood. On the other side of the stick was a horrendous scribbling. It was like somone had taken the flat side of a peice of charcoal and drew over the forest texture, completely blocking it out. It took very little imagination to guess that this represented the enemy advance and the detirioration of the forest behind it. A strange feature was the fact that there were small blue flags posted in many places across the map. Ping could not guess the meaning of those.

"It sure has been a long way since the North Wood hasn't it?"

Ping was startled out of studying the map. "Yeah. I passed through that area on my way here. Found that the giant ogre was still buried there." He said smiling.

Sakana laughed. "If he woke up he would be the least of our problems." Sakana hung his head low. "It's been a constant losing battle these long years. As you can see on the map we are outnumbered. But not out muscled. We will win, one way or another. As king of the Elven people I shall not allow the darkness to overrun our land." He said proudly. Ping wasn't convinced though. Sakana seemed sad behind his demeanor.

"What are all of these blue flags?" Ping asked.

"Those are a funny thing...." He said. "I don't even know why I keep them around. They mark the areas where a strange figure has appeared. He vanishes and appears from out of nowhere. You remember that travelling companion of yours you had so long ago? They guy who looked like a whale?"

"You mean Space_Orca?"

"Is that his name? I never got a chance to meet him. Anyway the figure that appears looks a lot like him except that he looks darker and evil. But it is him. There have been very frequent sighting recently. But today there hasn't been any. It's strange."

//Orca gone bad?// The question surprised Ping. //I supppose it could have happened. I never got to see any of them before I "Died". So far I've only met Shawn Templar, Linna, Avenger and Reyuan. They all said very little to me about the whole affair. I wonder about those two young elves...//

"They're fine." Sakan said casually while taking a sip of ale.

"Huh?" Ping said coming out of his thoughts. "You reading my mind or somthing?"

"No, no." Sakana said humorously. "Just a intelligent deduction. Actually I thought you were worrying about your freinds so I just said, "They're fine" So you wouldn't worry. Who were you thinking of?"

"Those two elves that were with me at the end."

"Oh! Sa'teyan and Randon. Quite a pair those two are."

"How are they?"

"Great. Better than great. Two years after the defeat, amid all the gloom and doom, they had their wedding. I still remember Herudo looking like an oversized gorilla in a tuxedo that day." He laughed. The big man standing behind Ping laughed too. "It gave people hope. Hope for life. Hope for happiness. It was a great day of celebration. Really it was supposed to be just an ordinary wedding, nothing special. But the entire kingdom took exception to it. It gave them an excuse to party, to laugh in their face of their troubles, to shrug off impending doom."

Ping smiled and pictured the day. Jubulant crowds come out in full force to see the wedding of the young couple. A lovely bride and handsome groom walking dwon the aisle amid cheers and shouts of joy. It was unusual, yes, but a people locked in despair will take any reason to be happy.

"A year later they had a son, isn't that right Airin?" From out of a dark corner a bright looking boy came out. Ping immeadiatly knew the boy was Randon and Sa'teyan's son. He had his father's hair and his mother's eyes. He looked to be about six years old. An odd feature about him was that despite his age he wore a short sword at his waist. He smiled happily. In SHARP contast to the grim soldiers that resided in the camp.

Airin came up to Sakana and stood next to him. He looked shyly at Ping as if he wasn't sure what he was looking at. "At the request of his parents, I'm taking care of him while they're fighting." He turned to the boy. "This is Ping_Me. He saved your mommy and daddy when they were younger. Why don't you go say "Hi" to him?" The young boy timidly came and stood in front of Ping.

"How are you?" The boy said offering his hand. Ping solidified his hand and shook the young boy's gently. "I'm fine thank you. Your father must be very proud of you." Ping marveled at the way the boy's hand was smaller than his own. How the kid's eyes shone with possibilities, like the dawn of a new day. He was drawn back to a time in his own life. A dark tunnel illuminated only by a glowing computer console. A group of kids sat around it watching a young girl type away furiously.

"Are you alright mister?" Airin said. Ping nodded and smiled at the boy. He almost wanted to leap up and perform that sword dance to impress him, like on his first day.

"It's time for sword practise." Ping turned and saw that the other elf had spoken.

"Okay Uncle Jar-Jar!" Airin said.

"Cmon kid, quit calling me that." The warrior almost whined. "I have that strangest feeling that that name has a bad connotation...."

Ping laughed out loud suddenly. The guy didn't know how close to the truth he actually was. He recalled that during the Trade Federation wars on the planet of Naboo, there was a Gungan War Hero/General who went by the same name. Ping didn't know much about him, but rumor had he was a bumbling idiot.

Together the warrior and the boy exited the tent and walked through the camp. Ping turned back around and found Sakana looking at him like he had gone mad. "His name is Jarcanan. He's one of the finest warriors on the force."

"Inside joke." Ping said simply.

Sakana dissmissed it with a shrug of his shoulders. "Anyway, please excuse the actions of my soldiers earlier today. People have become very untrusting of those outside their own race."

"No problem. I'd like to know somthing though. You've changed since I last saw you. Actually I only saw you briefly before the confrontation. Merlin didn't dilly dally back then. I was curious about your hair. And I'd also like to know how you knew where to find me in the woods."

"I'll tell you all of that. But first I have somthing I'd like to show you."

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Go on! I'll buy you a puppy!
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Merlin

12-08-1999, 08:48 PM

While were on the topic of power I just wanted to make clear what Merlin can and can not do. Merlin (and anyone else who is dead) can't touch anything, like as soon as Anna saw Ji'tory she rushed over to comfort her, though Anna couldn't even wipe away a single tear from her face. It can be a painful limitation being unable to touch things or others (I know earlier I said Merlin turned the pages of a book, please ignore that now, now that I've been working with it I kinda settled on the idea of those who are dead being unable to affect physically things in the world. Besides nothing came of that book bit anyway.) On the other hand this also means you can't be harmed by physical or magical attacks, or be damaged in anyway. It's kinda like being made of a different substance than the physical reality. Though people who are etheral (ghostly) can touch each other, like Anna and Merlin holdling hands). To be more exact the physical reality is like a shadow to the solid real heaven. (this is why Gabriel refers to it as the shadow lands.) Anyway, they can teleport (for lack of better word, cuase it isn't really teleportation since no physical matter is being moved). And move back and forth between the other etheral realms (heaven and hell) at will. So Heaven and Hell are solid to those who are there like the physical world is to the living, but earth the Merlin and Anna is merely a shadow or reflection.

I could give you an example to describe it (the example was by the philospher Plato). But I'd probably bore you.

Space_Orca

12-09-1999, 07:40 AM

-Well, Merlin, your actually wrong, I would never do that. I just want to talk about what Orca's powers really are. Yes, he has more raw power than Bazaal, but he hesitates to use in a full way, because he DOSNT WANT TO LOVE POWER MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE. He loves Arfrassa and Nature more than Power, that is his "weakness" in evil. I was thinking of having a scene where Bazaal confronts Orca, and manages to undermine all of Orca's powers by using this conflict. Also, I was thinking the following: Orca gets his powers lessened by Bazaal in forementioned way, Orca retreats to his tower and goes into a deep meditation. What Bazaal did is convinced Orca he loved nature MUCH more than power, so Orca's meditation makes the wilderness SLOWLY grow back around his tower, expanding. This is happeneing SLOWLY as the party reforms. Once they are ready for the final battle, Orca walks to Bazaal's castle, realizing this, and tries to draw upon his dark powers once more. As it looks as if hes about to incinerate Bazaal in his dark storm, the rest of the party enters, and Orca sees Arfrassa. This brings him back from his power surge, and he screams out, realizing what he has done, then falls uncouncious. Of course, I can take over main villan role if you guys don't bring Arfrassa. I'm going to assume that in that last post, instead of Bazaal entering Orca's mind, he did exactly what I described, undermining Orca's power.-
*Orca winks out of Bazaal's throne room, badly shaken by what Bazaal had said. Indeed, he was letting power take over... he was destroying himself, slowly twisting himself toward Bazaal! So, now, in his tower, he in disgust took down the remains of the dead wizards. He tossed them out the window, where they quickly sunk into the sand. Orca then stepped onto his throne, and slept, thinking. He woke up only a few minutes later, and then promtly entered a meditation trance. First, trees and vines started encompassing the room. A few days later, his fort's immediate surroundings were covered with a green dense forest. In a week, the desert was at least partially regrown. In two weeks, the desert was fully regrown. And now, at three weeks, the plants were starting to slowly creep outwards.*
-Please feel free to fill in what was happening to all of you during those three weeks!-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Scout

12-09-1999, 08:58 AM

"Ho, intruder!"

The woman named Scout looked up, and blinked. Where was she? She couldn't remember...

"You, girl, I said identify yourself!"

She realized she was in a forest, leaning against a tree. She looked at her hands, they were white again. Somehow the stasis spell had returned... if it had ever been disspelled to begin with. Looking down, she realized she was dressed in a futurisic looking jumpsuit, with some type of pistol holstered at her side. But how had they gotten there... the last thing she remembered was the assault on Bazaal's castle...

And then, Scout felt something sharp press into the small of her back.

"Don't move. Who are you?"

She froze. "My name is Scout. To whom am I speaking?"

The question went unanswered. "Turn around."

Obidiently, her arms raised, Scout rotated to face the other. Except there were dozens of others, all with swords drawn.

They were Elves.

The lead elf narrowed his eyes at her. "I don't think this is one of Bazaal's. Better take her to the king."

Scout gulped.

Merlin

12-09-1999, 12:44 PM

--Orca, thank you very very very much. I was afraid you were going to do like dead jedi had done. What you did sounds great. I'm sorry if I was a bit harsh earlier (BTW Bazaal didn't take over your mind (not like Ji'tory anyway) just paralyzed you, that's it.) Anyway I'm really glad you did it this way, and I am sorry if I was harsh. Man, I've got to nip the Bazaal side of me in the bud sometimes. (remeber everything Bazaal does is something out of my own darker desires. Yes wicked, I know). BTW new signiture, might give you a glance at what I'm talking about.--

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"I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate. Now if I do what I do not want, I agree that the law is good. So then it is no longer I that do it, but sin that which dwells within me, that is, in my flesh. I can will what is right, but I cannot do it. For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I do. Now if I do what I do not want, it is no longer I that do it, but sin which dwells within me."

~St. Paul to the church in Rome recorded in Romans 7:15-20.

So that we are set free from sin by Jesus, so we celebrate his birth on Christmas. Remeber this day with joy, when the angels sang, peace on earth good will toward men.

~Merlin

Pengun

12-09-1999, 03:51 PM

Oh my! This post is like a short novel!
(Exagerrating)
No chance for me to get involved at this stage!

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-Pengun

Merlin

12-09-1999, 04:05 PM

Sure you can join Pengun. Just introduce yourself as a native of this world or something. Keep an eye on the main characters. (read at least from the begining of page one). And actually I am planning to write a book based on this. Loosely based in some places.

Merlin

12-10-1999, 02:01 AM

--Hey everybody, I want your opinion on something. I've created a message board (true not as nice as this one, with no signiture stuff http://198.92.131.6/html/frown.gif , nor passwords either.) at my site. The message board is devoted to discussion of deeper topic (love, sex, meaning of life, God, whatever). And I wondered if any of you would like to continue this story there? It doesn't matter to me. Though Shawn since your creating pics for this story, I'll post them at my site as well if you want.) I hope you guys will stop by. I made the message board open to all topics, for the discussion of whats bothering you. Or humor. Or just what you want to talk about (since ****** pointed out my other post "SEX! I'm mad as Hell and I'm not going to take it anymore. . ." Was at the disscussion board and he suggested that this wasn't the place for it. So I reopened my old board. It's simple, but it's mine, and open to anything or problem you want to discuss. Kind of a philosphy/meaning of life/hopes and dream/experinces board. All are welcome. Please come. You can find it at http://thedreamer.com/merlin .

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bug

12-10-1999, 02:06 AM

Bug sits alone at the wizard's table in the main mess hall. He toys with the stainless steel spork as he eats some boiled carrots one by one. Jason Argos is standing in the middle of the room holding a tray of food, beside him stands Jessica wearing a very eligant white gown. Jason recognises bug and walks up to him.

Jason: "Is this the wizard's table?"

bug: "It wouldn't matter if it was. No one complains when you're a wizard."

Jason sits down at the table across from bug, Jessica sits down beside him.

bug: "so, you're the new recrute?"

Jason: "um, yeah. My name's Jason. Bazaal said he wanted me as a wizard. I joined last night."

bug: "I'm bug, nice to meet you"

bug looks over at Jessica

bug: "who's your lady friend?"

Jason(looking up from food) : "huh, oh, that's Jessica."

bug looks at Jessica. She stares ahead without looking at anything. He waves his hand in front of her face. She doesn't show any sort of respose

bug: "what's the matter with her?"

Jason(sharply): "Nothing! Why?!"

bug(with a laugh): "did Bazaal teach you that trick?"

Jason ignores bug and continues eating his food.

bug: "hahahahaha, boy, she's going to be really pissed at you when she wakes up!"

Jason looks up suddenly
Jason: "what do you mean 'when she wakes up'."

bug: "you are going to wake her up aren't you? Bazaal's the only who has kept anyone under control for over a week, and since he still hasn't released her we still don't know what the long term effects are."

Jason glances over at Jessica, he looks a little upset and quilty
Jason: "Is it dangerous to keep her like this? How do I release her?"

bug: "nah, it's not dangerous. If you want to release her, just quit imposing on her mind. It can be kindof hard to do if you have been controling someone for a while. It can become kindof like breathing."

Jason concentrates, he stares downward as he holds his head up with his hands above the table. Finally he gives out a dismal sigh, he looks exasperated.

Jason: "I just can't do it. I can't get out of her head."

bug: "here this might help."

bug gets up and stands opposite across the table of where Jessica is sitting. Grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her violently he yells 'WAKE UP' in her face."

Jason gives a jump, and Jessica goes limp for a second. A second later she is awake.

"W.. where am I..." she stammers, "what's going on?"

bug notices everyone in the room is staring at them. He quickly regains control of her mind. Jessica sits back down in her seat and goes back to staring at nothing.

bug: "this might not be the best place. You want control back?"

Jason takes back control of Jessica's mind. Bug is amazed at his natural magical ability, "he has great potential" thinks bug.

bug "well, I gotta scram. I have to check out some happenings in a village near the human border. Remember to introduce yourself to Apathis, and by the way, I wouldn't try talking to Carnid. I don't think he has spoken in over a year."

bug dumps his tray and exits the mess hall. A short while later he is gliding across the ground on a magically powered hoverboard. "magic" he ponders, "how did I ever live without it."

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

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Merlin

12-10-1999, 04:05 AM

Jason sat at the edge of his bed in his room that Bazaal had prepared for him. It was not an unpleasant room by any means. The bed was large and comfortable, with silk sheets, and a deep red velvety comforter. The bed had a wooden frame, painted a very dark almost black brown. It had four posts, one at each corner, that held up the canopy over head. The canopy was made of the same dark red velvety material. The posts of the bed where engraved with strange serpents each bearing the same kind of fruit which Jason didn't recognize. The room was basically a large box shape, with polished stone floor. and smooth walls. Across from the bed was a full length mirror that one could look into. But on a chair bettween the mirror and Jason, sat Jessica, in that lacy white dress. Jason at times could hardly stand to look at her, he felt like that now. So he sat there with nothing else to do, facing her, with his eyes averted. Finally he looked into her clear, but unseeing eyes. At which point he shut his eyes.

"God! What have I done to her. . ." Jason though aloud. "God. . . I can't even talk to him, not after what I've done. I wish there was someone here that could comfort me. . ."

"I'm here." Jessica said suddenly with a face full of concern.

"Oh god, no!" Jason cried, becuase he knew she was just acting as he wanted. Jason let his face fall foward into his hands as he began to cry.

She came over to him and sat next to him, put here arm around him, holding him as he cried.

"I'm here Jason. It'll be alright. I love you." she said with a gentle loving voice.

With the last words she spoke Jason jumped up as if he had been stung by an bee and spun about to look at her.

"BUT IT ISN'T REAL. . ." he began, he fell silent now that he looked at her, with her hands in her lap, with that same expression of innocent expectation, as if in daydream, as if nothing had happened at all.

Not wishing to look at her again he turned now to face the mirror. There in he saw his reflection. He remebered a fairy tale from his childhood, about a witch and her magic mirror, he wondered how far his power went.

He stepped foward and tapped the glass, and half to his suprise and half to his expectation, the glass rippled as if it were made of water. Now the image went dark, slowly a blurry area appeared, then it came into focus. He saw Jessica's parents, specifically her mother at the table crying and her father trying to comfort her, since they could only assume their daughter was with Bazaal. They probably thought Bazaal was doing something horrible to their child. Little did they know they were only half right. It was Jason, not Bazaal, doing the deed.

Now Jason shut his eyes not wanting to see them, and the image went out of focus and the mirror returned to normal. Jason placed his left hand upon the mirror and as he slowly slid to his knees his hand sliding across the surface of the mirror. Now that he was on his knees he began to cry again, placing his hands over his eyes to weep. Now Jessica got up and went over next to him, kneeling down with him, she put her arms about him, holding him as he cried, whispering sweet words of comfort. It felt good to him, even though he knew it wasn't real.

He thought about how he wanted to let her go. But every time he tried now, even if he pulled back in the slightest degree, it felt like trying to hold your breath. He couldn't sustain it. He had become accustomed to living inside her mind and having that power. Bazaal was right, he couldn't go back to his limited life, but oh what curse this freedom was to him. For it came only in controling her. He felt he just couldn't let it go.

Now he knew that not even bug screaming or anything else could wake her out of that state. He had become so deeply entrenched in her mind, that he could stand living with out her. He wondered if she would ever have free will again.

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Merlin

12-11-1999, 01:50 AM

Gebohq sat in his refuge in the Misty Mountians. The rain was now pouring down outside his small cave of a home. His hermitage a simple home. A hearth with a fire that kept him warm. And a pot of stew hung over the fire. There was a small circular window near a ledge a little ways from the fire (Gebohq used the ledge as a shelf). Near by was a simply straw matress of a bed, that lay on the floor not to far from the fire. He had another matress of straw he kept set aside which he never used. He also had a table and at which sat two chairs, though he never had company. The table sat in the middle of the room, the beds to the back, and the fire a near to the table and a little to the right. Gebohq now sat in one of the chairs looking out through the circular window at the rain pouring down. Suddenly he thought he heard a faint cry, then he heard it again a little louder.

"Help me. Please! Is anyone out here!"

The voice was feminine, though Gebohq couldn't tell clearly if it was a girl or a woman.

Regardless, Gebohq stepped out into the raging storm, as lightning raked the heavens, thunder assualted his ears, and the rain drenched and nearly drowned him.

"I'm here!" Gebohq cried out!

"Please help me!" the voice cried, this time definately a girl's voice.

Gebohq rushed out into the ravaging rains and found a the girl out in the open, evidently the rain was so heavy she could see where she was. So Gebohq took her by the hand and lead her back to his hermitage.

Once there he sat her down in a chair near the fire to dry. Only now did he get a good look at her. She was 17 to 18 years old, with brown hair that went down to her shoulders, which was now soaking wet and plastered against her. She wore a cotton dress, which was badly torn and had been soaked by the rains. She had some cuts on her. Nothing bad, but it looked as if she had been knocked about and handeled roughly. She sat there shivering and looking about wide eyed.

"Are you all right? What on earth were you doing out here on a night like this? You could have been killed." Gebohq said with concern.

She didn't answer. Gebohq stared at her for a few minutes. She is beautiful he thought, he realized he had not been near a woman in years. He shook his head to clear his mind of such thoughts.

"Well, you can stay the night here. I have a spare bed. Then I can lead you out of the mountians. I'm sure you can find your way home from there." Gebohq continued.

With this she the girl's eyes went huge, and she fell to her knees and began to cry at Gebohq's feet.

"Please. . Please. . . I have no where to go! Please let me stay here!" She sobbed.

"Don't you have parents who are waiting for you. . . a home?" Gebohq asked confused.

"No. . . It's. . . it's. . .all gone." she said desolately, then she began to cry even harder.

"I don't understand." said Gebohq as he knelt down to her level.

She spoke still half crying, gasping bettween words for breath before another onslaught of her tears, "Bazaal . . .his . . his troops came and. . . and they burned our house. . . and, and they killed mom. . and dad." She began to cry again.

"I'm . . .I'm sorry." Gebohq said apologetically.

"But Please. PLEASE. Don't put me out! Let me stay here. I ran away from Bazaal. I was trying to escape. I got caught in the rain. PLEASE! I'll do anything! If I go out there again he'll find me. Please PLEASE don't make me leave." she cried.

Gebohq watched on in slight confusion as she continued to try to prove her worthiness to stay here.

"Look. . ." she began frantically as she looked toward the pot of stew, "I . . .I CAN cook. I'll make your meals! I'll serve you. I'll . . . I'll do anything! Just don't send me out! I won't eat much! I'll be quite! I'll do whatever you ask of me. PLEASE don't send me out!" she begged. Finally as if from exahustion she falls to Gebohq's feet crying, whimpering, begging to be allowed stay.

Gebohq, leaned down and put his arms around her to comfort her.

"I won't send you back out to that monster. You can live here from now on if you want. . . ." Gebohq whispered in her ear.

He paused unsure of how to continue, he hadn't had this kind of human contact in years! Let alone being begged by some young girl.

". . . what is your name?" Gebohq whispered gentlely in her ear.

Her voice tremulous and soft, "Tessa." she whispered back.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 11, 1999).]

Merlin

12-11-1999, 04:31 AM

Gebohq was first awakened by the scent of food cooking the next morning even before he had opened his eyes. As he opened his eyes he saw that sunlight, what filtered through that eternal fog that wrapped about these mountians, flowed faintly in though the circular window. Now he noticed Tessa standing by the fire, carefully watching the pot of stew cook. He watched her there, as she stood there with her back turned to him, her hair was now dry, a soft brown hair brushed back. Her dress was now dry as well, though still quite torn and tattered. He could also see now from the dirt streaks on her clothing and skin she hadn't had a chance to bathe at least in a few days.

Suddenly she turned and realized he was awake. Gebohq sat up and looked at her. She for a moment look at him back, then she quickly looked away, as if she feared looking at him directly might be misconstrued as defiance.

"I've. . . I've made some food." she stuttered softly. "I'll go set the table." she finished quickly.

She quickly went for two bowels as Gebohq got up and sat down at the table.

She poured one bowl carefully as if not wishing to spill a single drop. Now she placed it before Gebohq, then quietly stood next to him, with one hand in the other in front of her, looking straight ahead, silent, as if she was waiting for him to finish eating, but absolutely not wishing to look impatient or in any way interupt him while he was eating.

Gebohq glanced over too her from the corner of his eye. He began to eat, then paused and finally spoke,

"Aren't you going to eat too?" he asked quietly.

Tessa took a few steps back with a look of total confusion. Then she paused and finally taking a few steps back again, she nodded obediantly.

"Of. . course. . Of course I was . . I'll just get my bowl." she said with an expression of confusion and quickness in voice that made it seem as if she were trying to quickly obey some strange order.

She quickly walked over to the fire, picked up the other bowl and poured some stew into it. Then she returned to the table and set the bowl at the table's edge. Now she stood there with an expression of panicy confusion on what to do next. Seeing her confusion Gebohq spoke.

"Just sit down at the table." He said softly.

"Yes. . .Of, course." she said again with an obvious attempt to cover her anxiousness.

She turned to reach for the chair to pull it back to take her place. As she turnd her skirt brushed against the her bowl of stew. It feel to the ground with a shattering sound as the bowl broke and the stew spilt all over the floor.

Tessa turned quickly and as soon as she saw the broken bowl and mess she looked at Gebohq, and back away from him and crinched with an expression of terror on her face as if she expected him to strike her.

"Please! I didn't mean it. I'll clean it up. It was only my food. I'll go with out eating. Please don't hit me!" she begged in fear.

Gebohq watched on in a stark realization that she had been some kind of slave and that she expected no less here.

"Sit down in the chair." Gebohq began softly.

She quickly and obideantly sat down in the chair. She began to stare at Gebohq with that same fear, wrining her hands in her lap as if she expected him to now do something worse than beat her.

Gebohq pushed his bowl of stew slowly toward her. She sat bolt upright in her chair staring at the bowl of stew as if it were some kind of torture device about to be used on her.

"Please. . .eat." Gebohq said slowly.

Tessa now looked at Gebohq in utter confusion, as if a total stranger had suddenly given her all his wealth. Then not wishing to disobey, she picked up a spoon and slowly carefully began to eat the stew. Making sure to sip each spoonful clean so that not a drop was left. As if eating were some strange order forced on her.

Gebohq just stared at her with a mixture of pity and abject bewilderment of what kind of a creature could do such a thing to a girl like her.

"What did that monster do to you?" Gebohq said softly.

She abruptly stopped eating as if trying to figure out how she should react, to what she felt was some kind of new demand put on her. Then noticing Gebohq didn't respond. She slowly went back to eating with more meticulous care than before.

"Just stop it." Gebohq said finally.

Tessa dropped the spoon from her hand as if it had burned her and froze. Gebohq realizing he had made a poor choice of words, paused, then finished what he was saying.

"You're not my slave. You don't have to act like this anymore." Gebohq said finally.

She sat there looking at him in total bewilderment hanging on his every word.

"Look." Gebohq said gentlely, "It looks like you haven't had a chance to clean yourself up in days. There is a small mountian lake nearby that I bathe in. We'll go there."

Tessa began to nod slowly, as if not wishing to disagree with any thing he said.

Gebohq realized it might be a little while before she could get over her servitude.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 11, 1999).]

Merlin

12-11-1999, 05:15 AM

Gebohq had lead her from his hermitage, now between a break in a rock wall to a small stone vally with smooth gravel shores leading to an only slightly shallow mountian lake fed by a waterfall nearby.

Now Gebohq and Tessa stood there at the shore of the shallow mountian lake. Now Tessa simply looked at Gebohq, then to the lake, then back at Gebohq again.

Gebohq finally spoke, "Go on." he said gentlely.

She looked at him again then paused. Suddenly she reached for the collar of her dress and began to unbutton it with out shame.

Gebohq realizing what she was doing, promptly shut his eyes in disbelief that she was simply doing this right in front him. Then he finally opened his and was carefull to look only at her face.

She stood there now. Nude. With out showing any outward reaction of shame. Gebohq took a deep breath and with a motion of his hand (which he was careful to keep away from her body) said,

"Go on. Go on and bathe."

To his releif she turned and walked toward the lake, though pausing every few minutes to look back to make sure she wasn't doing anything to anger him.

As Gebohq now got a better look at her bare back, he now was suprised at how bruised it was, it looked like she had endured a lot of beatings. He even thought he saw one place that looked like it had been burned with a red hot poker.

He again shook his head sadly wondering what kind of monster could do this to her.

She had now, after many pauses, reached the lakes edge. She now looked back again as if unsure how to proceed.

"Go on." Gebohq called out from where he stood.

She knelt down and began to splash the cool mountian water unto her arms, now she looked back as if to check if what she was doing was as he asked.

"God!" Gebohq thought, "she's servile even in this!"

Finally Gebohq simply called out, "Enjoy yourself!"

Tessa glanced back with the most confused expression yet, as if he had asked some alien task. He realized she probably hadn't done anything for fun in years!

Now she turned back to the water and simply began to splash about in it. Then climb in deeper into the water. She began to swim into the deeper part of the lake. Gebohq knew the water was cold. Yet now Tessa was simply laughing. Just laughing! As if it was something she hadn't done in ages! Gebohq realized she probably hadn't laughed since she was captured, probably several years ago he figured.

Now she was swimming and splashing about in the water freely, not even looking at Gebohq anymore. But most of all Gebohq heard her laugh. An almost musical sound he hadn't heard in years! He realized that water must be frezzing cold, but she was loving it because she was simply doing something to experince life. Something he was sure she hadn't done in a long long time. He realized, perhaps he hadn't either. Now she climbed out of the water and put back on her ragged dress. She came back to Gebohq and stood there for a moment, just looking at him. Then finally she spoke.

"Thank you. . . for everything." she said softly.

Gebohq simply nodded and he lead the way back to his hermitage.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 11, 1999).]

Merlin

12-11-1999, 05:38 AM

They now returned to Gebohq's hermitage. Once there she was much more light hearted than she had been before. Gebohq, after what he was quite sure had been nearly one of the most embaressing moments in his life, decided to sit down at the table.

Tessa on the other hand set about cleaning the place, not becuase Gebohq asked, but because she wanted to make her new home nicer. So she started to dust and put things in order. At one point she reached an old chest in the back. Curious she opened it and was suprised of find armor in the chest. She looked back at Gebohq.

"You were a soldier?" she asked.

Gebohq paused realizing she had seen his old armor.

"Yes, once I was a soldier. Once I was in the battle against Bazaal." Gebohq said quietly.

She looked at him with awe.

"Where you one of the party? Merlin's party?" she asked carefully and with intense interest.

"Yes. I was with Merlin in that final battle." Gebohq said with a quite sense of tiredness.

Tessa stared on as if she were looking at a hero.

Gebohq seeing how she looked at him became very uncomfortable.

"Please. Don't look at me as if I'm some sort of hero. I'm not. We lost that fight. Merlin died. And this world died too. And I'm sorry we lost, and now you had to pay the price of our loss." Gebohq said with bitterness.

With the mention of her servitude she suddenly looked as if she remebered a very unpleasent task. Then she looked at Gebohq. Then she paused as if in thought, finally her expression cleared as if either she had decided it wasn't something she had to do anymore, or else it was some task that was now a pleasure.

But Gebohq was now quite depressed by the reminder that he felt that maybe there could have been something they could have done to prevent these past nine years from happening. He almost blamed himself for this girl's servitude.

Seeing his expression Tessa came over to him and put her arm around his shoulders. Now she leaned foward and kissed him on the cheek. Gebohq realized that her hand was in the a rather inappropriate placement on his inner thigh. This made him extremely uncomfortable!

With that he gentlely took her small wrist in his hand and moved her hand away from him.

She now got up. Paused taking one last look at him. And then resumed cleaning his hermitage.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 11, 1999).]

Ping_Me

12-11-1999, 12:25 PM

---Jeeeeeeez! Merlin's got his mojo working! Stay out of his way! LOL!---

Gebohq

12-11-1999, 01:09 PM

*Gebohq watched as Tessa continued to clean his hermitage, his home.*

//I don't know if I can handle this much human contact, nevermind the fact this girl has taken interest in me! It's just hero worship, she thinks she loves me, that's it. I mean, if she really knew me and who I was, a failure, she'd think otherwise. But I've never felt this way about someone either...oh god listen to myself! I haven't had human contact in nine years and just because I see someone I think it's my one true love. This is all so confusing, I don't know what to do...//

*Gebohq stood up from his chair and walked over to Tessa*

Gebohq: "I'm going to take a walk. I'll be back."

*Gebohq started towards the exit when Tessa ran to him.*

Tessa: "I want to come with you! I..I...I want to get to know you."

*Gebohq stared at Tessa with a look of bewilderment. Then he realized that she was only afraid that Bazaal might find her and didn't want to be left alone.*

Gebohq: "OK, come along then."

Dirtbag

12-11-1999, 01:17 PM

As the elves were leading Scout back to their base camp, she suddenly stumbled, and fell to the forest floor, seemingly unconscious.

"What's with this?" the lead elf groaned as he kneeled down beside her. "Looks like she's old cold, boys." Reaching his hand out to turn her face towards him for a better look, the elf had no time to react when her mouth suddenly opened, her teeth growing into insanely long daggers. He tried to fall back, but the mouth seemed to leap at him, and it sucked him in like a strand of wet spagetti.

As rest of the elves stood fixed in horror, the young woman before them seemed to turn inside out, the white of her skin giving way to a monstrosity of inky blackness and dozens of red eyes, which lanced out at them with innumerable shadowy tentacles and limbs, skewering them, goring them, and generally dismembering them.

When all of the elves were dead, the creature stood amid the bloody mess, grinning in sadistic pleasure. But it's joy was short lived, and it knew it.

Falling forward, the beast writhed in agony, struggling against the inevitable, but it was a fight it could not win. The blackness receding inwards and outwards, the mass resolved itself once again into the prone form of Scout.

Blinking as she awakened, Scout pushed herself off the ground. "I'm sorry, I must have..." She broke off as she spotted the bodies of the elves all around her. "What in the hell..." Not wanting to be anywhere near what had made the mess, she took off into the forest.

Gebohq

12-11-1999, 01:24 PM

*Gebohq and Tessa were walking down a path Gebohq had taken many times to clear his head. As they walked, Tessa stared at Gebohq's face, but Gebohq stared in no particular direction, as if he was pondering over something besides his surroundings. He realized that Tessa was staring at him and instinctively turned his head away, a reflex of his that he had trouble controlling. Not because of Tessa though, he wished that he could keep eye contact with her too, but because he just couldn't make eye contact. Perhaps it made him feel that people were actually taking an interest in him, something he could never cope with.*

Tessa: "Why won't you look at me? Am I really that ugly? Do you find me unattractive?"

*He had just realized that he had hurt her feelings because of his reaction to her. Gebohq then stopped walking and really tried to make direct eye contact with her. He noticed how beautiful her face was.*

Gebohq: "Oh no, not at all! I didn't mean to offend you. It's just...I can't hold eye contact like most do."

Tessa: "Why?"

Gebohq: "I...I don't know really."

*They continued walking for a while without saying anything, then Tessa spoke again*

Tessa: "Why did you not try to challange Bazaal again?"

Gebohq: *in an angry tone*"What do you think? Merlin died at his hands, do you really think any of us really had a chance?"

Tessa: "But you didn't even try. You just ran away and hoped to never be seen again."

Gebohq: "That's the point. Why should I die in vain?"

*Tessa looked at Gebohq in fustration as they hiked the mountainous path. Then Gebohq started to talk, not to Tessa but towards the direction he was walking.*

Gebohq: "I never really felt I was a part of Merlin's party. I felt as if I was encumbering them, an extra wheel."

*He stopped walking and turned to face Tessa, this time looking right into her eyes, though he wasn't really aware of it.*

Gebohq: "But I need someone else like you to come along. Tell me, do I sound insane?"

Tessa: *jokingly*"As much as any hermit."

*They both laughed out loud, enjoying the moment*

Gebohq: "Seriously though, what do you think of me?"

*She though a moment before responding*

Tessa: "You sound like a man who has been neglected, who hasn't been understood. You are the man who has been on the wrong side of life. But I understand you and what you feel. Now I want to ask you, what do you think of me?"

Gebohq: "Your a very kind person."

*Tessa looked dissapointed at his answer, and Gebohq knew why. They reached back to Gebohq's home as the night fell.*

[This message has been edited by Gebohq (edited December 12, 1999).]

Space_Orca

12-11-1999, 06:24 PM

-And elsewhere on the planet, in the middle of where the stygians once stood proud, the last remaining Stygian struggles to escape his natural prison.-
*Flaming Demon, the only Stygian left alive, continues to walk through the desert wastelands. The hot, sandy wind burns at his face, tearing at his firey flesh, tearing specks off of it. Large shadows move in the background, desert beasts of unimaginable size and destructive power, assigned to keep the former home of the Stygians a wasteland. Flaming Demon had been evadading them for months now, but with no luck. He had reached the edge of the desert a month ago, but the beasts formed a literal chain around, like mountains. No one could get out, and as such no one could get in. Flaming Demon could only call out one name through the night, repeadetly, hoping his old friend would help. Indeed, cries of "Orca! Orca!" had raised many a dreadful desert creature, and brought Flaming Demon into many a battle, but he still called, for Orca, his old friend, was his last hope for anything short of a very painful death.*

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

12-12-1999, 10:17 PM

Merlin and Anna watched on hand in hand looking down from a ledge to Gebohq's hermitage, where Gebohq and Tessa were.

"Tessa loves Gebohq, doesn't she?" Merlin said with softness in his voice. For it was not a question, but a request of confirmation from his love Anna.

"Yes. She is." Anna said with sympathy, "though she is still young, burning with that passion both of heart and of blood, and that she is torn bettween her love for her parents and her love for him."

"Are here parents still alive?" Merlin asked her.

"I don't know." Anna replied, "but we know one who does."

Merlin smiled at her wisdom. So out of habit Merlin looked skyward.

"Lord, are Tessa's parents still alive?" Merlin asked of God.

Then after a moment Merlin bowed his head.

"They are with God aren't they." Anna said softly.

Merlin nodded slowly for she had read him well. She came over and to him and put her arm about him.

"At least they are safe from Bazaal forever now." Anna said in small consolation.

"But now Tessa will have to learn that the last hope she had of seeing her parents alive is gone." Merlin said desolately.

"But now she has a new life to start again. With Gebohq." Anna said comfortingly.

"Yes. We must make that new life worth living, by freeing this world from Bazaal." Merlin said.

Then Merlin paused, and corrected himself. "Not by us. . ." for with that Anna had placed her finger to his lips to silence him as she knowingly finshed his sentence for him ". . .but by Him." Anna smiled. Merlin smiled too. For it was a releif being reminded that the final fate of this world was not in mortal hands, but in divine ones.

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited December 12, 1999).]

Ping_Me

12-13-1999, 07:04 PM

Sakana threw back the sheet that looked like it covered a table, but actually revealed somthing quite different. Ping couldn't believe his eyes.

"Is that what I think it is?" Ping said slowly.

Sakana nodded proudly. Ping asked the next logical question.

"How did you get it?"

"Would you believe that Sa'teyan and Randon brought it to me?"

"How were they able to get it back here? In their weakened state."

"I'm not sure... But they did get it. It was just before all hell broke loose on the world. I thought they were gone for sure. But one day they showed up half dead, half alive."

They both looked on in silence. Ping walked over and absently ran his hands along the copper toned metal. It shone in te light of the tent. He remebered it in the darkness of the castle, there he was able to see it all so well. "What can you tell me about it?"

"I was hoping you could tell me somethings about it." he sighed. "Well, I think I know how to turn it on. I don't have the power of Bazaal, but I think I can do it. It's a catalyst for magic. It amplifies and modifies magical energy to fit what it was designed for." Sakana paused as he was speaking. "I tried to probe it with my powers, searching for traps around it, when I encountered a field surrounding it. Whenever I touched it I felt revulsion and I felt like I was going to be sick."

"Bazaal still has his dirty claws on her..." Ping growled. At least he doesn't have the operating mechanism.

"It seems that in order for it to work someone must be controlling it. There must be someone there to directly influence it." Sakana paused again. "I wanted to try to take control myself, but that would make her my slave." Ping jolted at the word slave. "I can't do that, not to anyone." Sakana continued.

Ping turned to face him. "Better your slave than HIS." Then he looked downward. "And I could never control her." He remembered Pristine on that day, the desire to both love him and kill him wrapped inside of her. "So what can you do?"

"I would take time, but I think I could modify it to accept no master."

"How?"

"I don't know. All that I've come to know and understand about my power I learned with this machine. I'm still learning. I've been poking and prodding at it trying to figure out how it works for the last eight years. Maybe with you here now the work will go faster." He smiled. Ping nodded.

"Your Highness!" someone burst into the tent. "The 61st patrol found someone in the woods. A woman."

"Alright I'll be there in a second..." The soldier rushed out of the tent. "Seems like you're not the only one around here causing commotion. They would not come to get me if the person was not somewhat unusual."

//I wonder if it's anyone I know.// Sakana grabbed a royal blue cloak and fastened it around him. Ping moved to the entrance of the tent and opened the flap. "You're Highness." he said with a smirk, gesturing through the flap and giving a short bow.

Sakana laughed and proceeded through into the camp. Sakana held himself very regally Ping thought. He looked every inch a king. And people respected him as such. Servants and soldiers bowed to him as he passed. Ping even noticed the commander who had tried to apprehend him in the forest. She was bowing to the king. Ping looked back at her and she scowled at him.

The approached the edge of the camp where the 61st patrol was just emerging from the brush. Apart from the squad, four men carried a limp form between them, each carrying a leg or arm. As the trotted past Ping recognized Scout's face.

"Oh, good, you do know her." Sakana said after seeing Ping's facial expession. The commander kneeled before Sakana.

"We found her two miles east of here. She seems to have collapsed due to severe trauma and dehydration. We are going to take her to a doctor and keep her under watch. Also, Your Highness, the 45th patrol hasn't returned and it has been three days since it set out."

"Thank you, commander." he got up and left. Ping turned to Sakana. "I'm want to go watch her."

"I'm not stopping you. I'll be in my tent if you need me."

Scout

12-15-1999, 06:31 PM

Scout awakened feeling weak, so weak she didn't feel as if she could even move the smallest muscle in her body.

"I think she's coming around," Scout heard someone say from nearby.

"I could tell," responded another voice, this one familiar enough that Scout felt she could justify exerting the effort it took to open her eyes.

"Ping," she managed in a hoarse whisper at the sight of her former compatriot. Next, feeling she didn't have very much energy left at her disposal, Scout searched for a single, perfect word to ask what she wanted. "Explain?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing," Ping_Me smiled. "You were brought in by an elf patrol, unconscious."

"You were severely dehydrated and emaciated," the other being in the tent, an elfen woman that apparently was a doctor or a healer or something, explained. "How long has it been since you've eaten?"

"No idea," Scout managed. "Woke up in forest... met patrol... passed out... woke up again and they were dead... then I was here..."

"Wait, did you say that the first elf patrol was dead?" Ping interrupted.

"Yeah. Massacred. Blood. Gore. Horrible."

Ping looked sorrowfully thoughtful. "There was an elf patrol that went missing... that must be them." He looked at Scout again. "Do you have any idea what killed them?"

Scout shook her head slowly, not sure if she could say anything else.

"I think she needs her rest," the doctor said softly to Ping.

"Just one more thing," Ping replied. "Scout, where have you been these past nine years?"

Scout just looked at him with a mixture of surprise and confusion. "Nine... years? I wish I knew..."

[This message has been edited by Scout (edited December 15, 1999).]

Shawn Templar

12-15-1999, 07:32 PM

"Come on Dragonfly, you have to help us." Shawn said as he looked into Dragonfly's eyes. "I'm sorry Shawn, but my people come first. If we hide ourselves up here, and prey, then Bazaal won't attack us anymore. As far as he knows, we were all killed from his last onslaught." Dragonfly said with a stern voice.

Shawn looked around at the counsol chamber, wondering at how beautiful it must have been. He looked at Dragonfly with a hand streched out "Dragonfly, how long do you think that you can hide from Bazaal. Once he takes over this world, there'll be no place for you or your people to hide." Shawn spoke as he made gestures to everyone in the recked counsl chamber.

"Shawn, there is no hope in destroying Bazaal. We tried that once and look where it got us...." before he could finish Shawn interupted "Yeah, with you reunited with your people. If Merlin wouldn't have summoned us here, you probably would never have met your father and the rest of the Beuto. If you won't do it for Merlin, then do it for your father's sake." Shawn said with a bit of anger in his voice.

There were wispers in the room and then a long silence. "I'll consider your offer, but remember, my people come first. I'll provide you with some supplies and a room to stay in for the night. Shawn, you must stop living in the past so much. Merlin is dead, you have to except that." Dragonfly said with a lighter voice than last time. "After almost 12 years, I find it hard not to live in the past when the past has some of my fondest memories." with that said,Dragonfly spoke one last time "Shawn you and Lina will join the celebration tonight won't you?" Shawn turned to Dragonfly but heard a responce from behind him "We'll be there. But what is it for?" Lina said as she walked forward a little. Dragonfly looked at them and replied "Today is the day of life, we celebrate all living things. It will be huge, everyone in the city will be celebrating. There will be a huge ball in the main dome of the capital building. I was just wondering if you two would want to join in." Dragonfly waved his hand and Shawn and Lina was escorted to one of the rooms in the Beuto city.

Shawn and Lina found themselves in a fairly large room with red silk drapes hung over the window on the far wall. The bed was covered with red satin sheets and a blue blanket on top.

Shawn stood there in one of the suits in the closet. It looked sort of like a black military suit but no medals, the shoulders were decortated with various colors and a pattern. Shawn looked out the window and saw that the city wasn't lighted all that well (probably to keep hidden like he said) Shawn thought.

He heard a door close and turned around to see Lina standing behind him. She was dressed in a blue silk dress that had a slit, on both sides of the dress, that was about mid thigh down. "Well, what do you think?" she asked as she paraded around the room. Shawn stood there for a moment and then replied "You look great." Lina blushed a little and then walked to Shawn and looked out the window with him. She layed her head on his chest as they held each other. "We should head to the ball room, don't want to keep Dragonfly waiting." Shawn said and Lina nodded. They walked out the door and headed to the ball room.

------The main reason I haven't been writing much is that I had Finals to worry about but I exempted them. Plus I sorta have writers block but will try to work around it.-------

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

[This message has been edited by Shawn Templar (edited December 16, 1999).]

Ping_Me

12-15-1999, 07:40 PM

*whew* I thought people had given up on this story there for a while. Good job everyone.

Merlin

12-16-1999, 09:54 PM

--just a little note, for fun I've started a wizard patch that replaces force powers with magic, I've already replaced force destruction with Fireball! It will be easy to edit force lightning to fire just a mess of electricity (like Bazaal does), the do something as Merlin's sheild to replace force protection. And other stuff. Now all I need is a really good Merlin skin. (no hat. I don't where the silly pointed hat).--

bug

12-16-1999, 10:25 PM

What! no hat?!

well, it's no good then. http://198.92.131.6/html/wink.gif

Scout

12-19-1999, 08:00 PM

It doesn't look good for our intrepid heroes! Can they overcome the silence of their creators?

Gebohq

12-19-1999, 08:04 PM

Sorry, I've had writer's block for this story. I'm really stuck on how to continue(I know what I want to do, but making it sound good is another story....) Hopefully, I'll be writing soon.

Ping_Me

12-20-1999, 10:28 AM

I usually wait around untill there's been a decent enough break between my own posts. I suppose now that there has been a rather large one (according to time) that I should post again.

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Ping_Me

12-20-1999, 02:19 PM

"And that's the way it is, well, to the best of my knowledge." Ping said. He sat next to the bed that Scout lay in, all the while filling her in on the details. She had eaten heartily yesterday, and now was almost fully recovered. Doncors were actually quite amazed at her healing abilites. Ping attributed it to her already mysterious powers. "I really don't know the whole story, because I wasn't here for about seven eigths of it. I've been out of the loop as long as you have really."

Scout stared into space, putting everything together in her head. "So what's the move?" she said finally.

"To be honest, I really don't know." Ping admitted. "Shawn Templar suggested that I find Sakana and bring him to the Citadel. I guess we'll just have to find everybody and bring them all together. After that we'll try and figure out what the heck we're doing." Ping walked to the center of the medical tent. "Bazaal has surely grown in power. This time he will not be so lax in his efforts to protect himself. Since he controls the better portion of this world, his following will be incredible. Surely people flock to his side fanatically to serve him. Deep inside his evil fortress it is certain that he brainwashes prisioners for his evil purposes. He captures the simple animals of the forest and plains and perverts thier bodies into horrible monsters designed for the purpose of defense and sport. He brings the helpless and poor to his castle to be tortured nearly to death for his own personal pleasure. The most beautiful virgins in the world are brought to him to become part of his harem in appeasement of his wrath. If people don't respond to his demands, his dark and malicious minions swoop down on the peaceful village that defies him. There they tear and rend the flesh from the strongest of men to the littlest of children, raping women, stampedeing live stock, burning houses and creating more undead soldiers. Thier magic corrupts the souls of those who happen to get in thier way. The souls become locked forever in an undead form, force to commit the same acts of desecrations that thier creators commited. ALL FOR THE PLEASURE OF THE MONSTER THAT PLAUGES THIS WORLD LIKE A FESTERING HEMMHRIOD ON THE ANUS OF HUMANITY!!!

"Uh... Ping?" Scout said.

Ping whirled around, startled out of his rant. "huh?"

She nodded toward the two soldiers that were gaurding the entrance to the tent. During the course of Ping's monolouge from hell, one soldier had jumped into the others arms. Thier armor rattled noisily with thier incessant shakeing. Both had most evidently soiled themselves.

"Oh, sorry guys. Take five." Ping said. Both immeadiately rushed from the tent.

"So what now?" Scout said.

"Will you be ready tommorow?"

"Sure."

"Then I'll try to convince Sakana to come with us. I haven't really mentioned that fact to him yet. It won't be easy. He is king now. He has an enitre kingdom to look after."

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Randon and Sa'teyan rounded a corner of the camp. They walked hand in hand. They were a picture of happiness. They were nearly bowled over by two soldiers yelling incoherently at the top of thier lungs. Both had obviously messed in thier pants. As the couple picked themselves up off the ground, the soldiers continued to run chaotically through the camp.

"I wonder what that was all about." Randon said. He looked to Sa'teyan who shrugged her shoulders.

Dirtbag

12-20-1999, 05:11 PM

Leaving the medical tent, Ping stood in the middle of camp, taking a moment to ponder the impossible journey ahead of him and his friends. With Merlin to guide them, the plan was easy to follow, their confidence in the wizard's guidance unwavering. But now that they had failed in the midst of their sure course, and Merlin was gone, it almost seemed as if they were lost, adrift. It was true that they now had to make their own way, but in a way, they were never alone, because Merlin brought them together, and forged in them a weapon of light. They knew what they had to do, they simply had to do it, and this time, do it right.

A whistle from off to the side diverted Ping's attention. "Thinking?" Dirtbag chittered. "Don't strain yourself!"

"Dirtbag?!" Ping exclaimed. "But the others said that you were dead."

The rat shrugged. "I would've wished it were true at the time, but now I've got an entirely new perspective on life, and that effectively doubles my interest in this oh-so-dramatic ongoing battle."

Ping simply stared at the rodent for a moment. "What do you want?"

"Just wanna let you know," Dirtbag answered. "That if you happen to see me around, I'm not pulling any mischief on your guys. Well, not any super-harmful evil-intent mischief anyhow."

Crossing his arms, Ping scoffed, "Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it."

"Believe what you want, pally-boy. Won't change the truth none." And with that, the rodent disappeared into the darkness.

Ping stared after him for a moment. "For the safety of my friends and the world I can't believe you," he whispered. "But I can always hope."

Shawn Templar

12-20-1999, 06:20 PM

Shawn and Lina walked to the ball room and stopped as they were greeted by Dragonfly. "Glad you two came." he said as he shook their hands. "Thank you for inviting us. I just hope that you'll change your mind and help us defeat Bazaal." Lina said as she looked around him to peer inside of the ballroom. "You never know, stranger things have happened." Dragonfly said and Shawn responded, "Yeah, tell me about it." "Ohh, by the way Shawn, nice suit." Dragonfly said as Shawn and Lina walked into the ballroom.

The inside of the ball room was well lit. Inside, everyone was danceing and conversing. Outside the Ballroom looked deserted. The only way you would have known that any one was here is if you were right outside of the ball room.

Shawn looked around and said to Lina "I'll go get us something to drink." "Ok" she responded. Shawn walked to one of the Bueto Ladies that was walking around serveing drinks and got two. He walked back to Lina and handed her a drink. "Lets dance" Lina said as she smiled. Shawn looked around and wispered into her ear. "What, sorry but your gonna have to speak up." she said and Shawn leaned to her and spoke softly into her ear "I....I can't. I can't dance." Lina took a step back and took a good look at Shawn. She giggled a little and then looked into his eyes, "Then I'll teach you." she said as she grabed his hand and dragged him onto the dance floor.

Lina took Shawn's right hand and placed it on her hip and took the other one in her hand and put her other hand on his shoulder. The began to dance, Shawn stummbled foward and almost made them both fall. Lina put their hands back into their postions and smiled, they begain to dance again but they bumped into two other dances beside them. Shawn looked at them and then at Lina. He begain to walk off when Lina grabbed his hands and put them back into their positions, Shawn and Lina begain to dance again.

After they finished danceing, they walked to the balcony of the ballroom and stood their looking at the sky. Shawn held Lina closer to him and said, "Thank you for the dance." Lina looked in his eyes and smiled, "No, thank you."

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Dirtbag

12-20-1999, 07:38 PM

Ballroom dancing's gotta be interesting when you got them big ol' Beuto wings.

Gebohq

12-20-1999, 11:28 PM

*In the human village, Apathis stood before another crowd of young people. This time however, he would not be giving a speech, for young humans hardly have the patience to listen to words. Instead, he stood before them as a famous rock star would. He chanted some words only the order of wizards knew the meaning to. To an outsider not influenced by his magic, it would appear as if nothing had happened, but to the crowd, they felt as if they were at the best party of their lives. Heavy music played in their ears as they continued to be under the influence of Apathis' magic. With Yimir passing on the great word of Bazaal to the people, the music they heard and the experience they were feeling would turn them more than any words he could give. Apathis thought to himself that his mission would soon be over and he could return to Bazaal and do as he wished from there.
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*Within the darkness that envelpoed the Misty Mountains, Gebohq and Tessa were preparing to go to sleep. Gebohq was singing a soft-melody song he learned early in his life while changing.*

Gebohq: "Only in your heart this thing that makes you want to start it all again, da-da-da-da..."

*He looked foreward and noticed Tessa changing into some night cloths that Gebohq had brought with him nine years ago. Though she had her back turned to him and was quite some distance away, he couldn't help but think that she was somehow tempting him. After changing, Tessa strolled over to Gebohq, who was layed out, back flat to the ground, and stopped to nudge him.*

Tessa: "Hey Gebohq, I just thought of something."

*Gebohq sat up, using his elbows to support himself.*

Gebohq: (with a tired look on his face)"Yes?"

*Tessa then stradled herself on his hips and leaned foreward, her arms on his sides on the ground supporting her.*

Tessa: "I was thinking...that you could teach me a few things."

*Gebohq knew all the implications that could be taken from what she said, but giving her the benefit of the doubt, responded cooly.*

Gebohq: "Well, I should tell you, I've never taught anyone before, but...I suppose I could teach you a few things in self-defense. Then we can move on to other topics of interests."

*Tessa got up with a smile on her face.*

Tessa: "I'll be your best pupil http://198.92.131.6/html/smile.gif. I'll make sure to get us up nice and early."

Gebohq: "Umm....not too early. Your teacher needs all the sleep he can get!"

*Tessa then went to where she sleep and dozed off. Before drifting off himself, Gebohq thought how his dreams were finally coming true, how he'd finally be able to pass on what he knew to someone else. He thought about how fortunate he was, then looking back wondered how she knew his name, for not once had he told her. He figured that he probably mentioned it sometime and just forgot, and hoped that if this were a dream, that it would never stop.

[This message has been edited by Gebohq (edited December 21, 1999).]

bug

12-20-1999, 11:47 PM

Back to bug...

bug is out near the human border investigating the dissapearence of some of Bazaal's troops. The 104'th set out a week ago and was supposed to meet up with the 209'th. However, 3 days later there was still no sign of them. The 209'th sent riders out to find out the problem for the delay. That was the last the riders were heard of. When the riders failed to return the Commander of the 209'th devided up his remaining riders to send message back to the fortress. Half of them went around a longer way, the other half were sent along the shorter path where the troops dissapeared.

2 days later the riders that were sent the long way returned, telling about the dissapearence of the 104'th. The riders that were sent through the shorter path had not yet returned. However, a day later one horse returned. On it's back was the burnt crisp of the Commander of the 209'th. He had already gone into the great rest. (the death of an undead) and was unable to give any information.

It seemed the 209'th was destroyed by the same thing as the 104'th. Bazaal, intrigued by these interesting events, decided to send one of his own dark wizards to find out what was going on. Bug, being lowest on the totem pole, and at the bottom of Bazaal's list of favorites was picked for the job.

"At least I've got a 'get out of hell card' if things go bad" thinks bug as he fingers the 7 small black stones in his pocket. Hell would be an accurate description for what visited here. Body after body of the undead litter the road. Horribly burned, some of them are little more than lumps of ashes lying on the side of the road.

"I wish they had told me about this when I signed up to be a wizard" mutters bug as he glides down the road.

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

[This message has been edited by bug (edited December 20, 1999).]

Space_Orca

12-21-1999, 07:16 AM

-Well, I don't want to continue anyone else's plot, and Orca's is in suspension until the final battle. Heres my idea for what might happen: The party and a small, very badly hurt, army arrive at Bazaal's castle. Legions upon legions of undead defend it of course, since Bazaal's strength is even greater now. As the party puzzles over what to do, Orca and his troops suddenly show up, clearing the way for the party. They notice Orca has Concillium Ex Deo and so they follow him through the castle until he reaches the throne room. He then proceeds to throw Concillium Ex Deo out the window into the sea(Next Adventure:Retrieve it!) and then summons a force storm to kill Bazaal. But Bazaal manages to talk Orca out of it, saying that it will make power overwhelm everything else. Orca tries to stop it, and then it backfires, badly injuring him. In his last breaths before going uncouncious, Orca murmers his apologies and blesses the party with his force powers. Then its up to you to make the final fight.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

12-21-1999, 11:25 AM

--Sorry for the lack of posting, I've been busy working on the first Chapter. Also to Orca, you idea doesn't sound to bad, except you don't need to give everybody force powers to defeat Bazaal (actually I have this kinda plan that in the end he gets dragged alive into Hell by his own evil with the party watching on (in the end he discovers this incredible powerful spell that opens a gateway to Hell, thinking he will use it to unleash demons on his enemies, but he makes the mistake that demons don't work for mortal men, and the party and Merlin protected by God watch on, as Bazaal is dragged into Hell alive screaming for the mercy he never showed to others.)).

I'll post shortly.

Space_Orca

12-21-1999, 11:42 AM

-Well, the idea is I finally turn and help the party at the very end, I meant that they feel more energy, more quick and ready for battle. It dosn't need to be a major part of the story, just symbolic of Orca finally seeing the light in full.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

12-21-1999, 02:21 PM

I didn't know Orca HAD the sword. I was playing with the idea of Dirtbag getting it for us. Since he seems to be so good at moving in and out of shadows he could easily cross the distance to where the sword is, "swallow it" http://198.92.131.6/html/smile.gif and hock it back up. I think it would have been quite comical.

Gebohq

12-21-1999, 02:37 PM

Tessa: "Wake up. It's a beautiful morning, and we wouldn't want to miss it would we?"

*Gebohq rolled over to look at Tessa.*

Gebohq: "...It's...barely dawn..."

Tessa: (with enthusiasum)"I know. But you know, the early bird gets the worm."

Gebohq: "Yeah..well....the worm that sleeps in late stays alive."

*Gebohq then rolled over, falling fast asleep again. Fustrated at her first attempt, she tried a more physical approach...and kicked him, just enough to disturb him.*

Gebohq: "OW! Fine, fine, I'll get up...*grumble*."

*...After waking up and proceeding through the normal morning routine, Gebohq and Tessa walked out into an area by his hermitage suitable for teaching. It was a fairly open area: on three of the sides were the rock of the mountains, the other side showing a panoramic view of a valley covered with mist. Several minature trees acted as a natural barrier between the open space and the valley. The ground in the area they were in was covered with soft moss that had a cusioning effect. Gebohq and Tessa stood in the middle of the area with a space of about ten feet between them, facing each other.*

Gebohq: "Let's start with self-defense. First rule is let use the enemy's power against himself. Go ahead, take your best punch."

*Tessa, though looking very unsure about hurting Gebohq, did as he said and made a quick jab at Gebohq. Instead of taking the hit in the chest, Gebohq sidestepped the punch, grabbed her arm and pulled it in the direction that she was punching. The momentum of herself and his pull made her loose her balance and fell to the soft moss. She got back up, with only her pride injured.*

Gebohq: "Don't be upset if you don't win all the time. I mean, I mdae a few mistakes when in training, and I still do. My mentor always told me that what doesn't kill you just makes you stronger. Now for the second rule..."

Space_Orca

12-21-1999, 02:49 PM

-I DON'T have the sword yet, I get it just before the final battle.-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Dirtbag

12-21-1999, 06:12 PM

Sword-swallowing, eh? Might work. I was thinking of it like in an Arthurian, sword-in-the-stone type dealy myself. Imagine this battle: Bazaal fights the good guy. Good guy (who by some prophecy or somethingerother thinks he is the Chose One to pull the sword out) grabs the sword, but it doesn't come out! So he lifts the whole thing, sword, stone and all over his head, and bludgeons Bazaal with the impromptu mace. Yeah, I know it ain't fine literature, but it'd be funny at least. Hrm... Merlin's idea of a Hellish ending inspires me however...

Gebohq

12-21-1999, 06:26 PM

Anyone here seen the movie Ghost? I keep seeing Bazaal being carried away like the guys in htat movie....creepy!

Merlin

12-21-1999, 07:27 PM

IT EXACTLY LIKE THAT! Just like in "Ghost"!

Merlin

12-22-1999, 12:03 PM

As bug continued his journey with the corpses of the "Burnt to a crispy dark cruddy stuff" undead about him he marched on into the mountian pass. Suddenly there was a rasping noise behind him. And around him the sun was covered by the shadow of two large wings. Bug slowly turn about face and came eye to eye with a large green scaled Dragon with its mouth open about to torch bug to cinders.

"OH SH. . ." Bug screamed at the top of his lungs with his eyes bulging the size of baseballs!

He froze in mid sentence suddenly realizing the dragon had closed its mouth and was now look at him more closely. Suddenly the sound of deep throaty laughter filled his head. Finally follow by a single word that popped in his head like a ballon exploding when touched by a pin, "BUG!"

Followed by another burst of throaty laughter as the dragon seemed to shake with telepathic laughter.

"PLEASE DON'T EAT ME!" Bug cried.

"Eat you! hahahaha! Why would I want to eat you! BUG! hahahahhaah!" said the voice in his mind. With the same disorintating pop when he said bug's name.

"It's ME! Balthazar!" the dragon said finally.

"Balthazar?!" Bug uttered in disbelif.

"Yes it's me. It's been a long time I know. I've been hiding out here in these mountians for the the past serveral years after Merlin's. . . .passing." the dragon thought telepathically.

Bug's mind began to race. It would be very advantageous to have a dragon on his side.

"Say. . . have you ever. . . .um. . .thought about. . . um working for Bazaal?" Bug blurted out.

Balthazar's features went cold and bug eyes seemed to expand in their sockets again as he visilbley shook. Now Balthazar leaned foward and sniffed at bug. Satisfied he shifted his serpintine neck and pulled his head away.

His thoughts now rumbled into bug's mind like a thunder storm. "I see from your smell you've been working with magic. I take it you now work for Bazaal. Meaning you betrayed everything I and Merlin and all of us stood for. But I will not harm you, becuase Merlin would have had me treat my enemies not so harshly. So I spare you in Merlin's memory. Now leave!"

And with a violent motion of his wings in a restrain act of anger the dragon took off into the sky and settled into his cave further up the mountian.

Ping_Me

12-22-1999, 01:16 PM

bug immeadiately checks his pants.

bug

12-22-1999, 05:42 PM

Hey, I'm not a prophet for Bazaal, this is just a job (a fun one http://198.92.131.6/html/smile.gif)

Apathis can be the one who goes around trying to recrute dragons http://198.92.131.6/html/wink.gif

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Good pitching can always stop good hitting and vice versa.

[This message has been edited by bug (edited December 22, 1999).]

Gebohq

12-27-1999, 07:12 PM

(non-story reply: Apathis may not be the best of the Dark Wizards, but he sure isn't stupid! I will be starting to write for the story again tommorow, hope you all do the same soon.)

Shawn Templar

12-28-1999, 06:35 PM

Sorry for not posting in a while, but my comp is in the shop (im useing my dreamcast to post this which isn't easy btw). I'll resume posting when i get my comp back. http://198.92.131.6/html/smile.gif

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Gebohq

12-29-1999, 08:33 AM

(I should never say I'm posting by a certain time...urgh, well, I'm not getting as much time as I'd like to post so as far as I care, we should wait until after the holidays to start up again. Hope your break from school is as good as mine!)

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"90% of life is the anticipation." (not a self-quote)

>>>Gebohq<<<

Space_Orca

12-30-1999, 05:12 PM

-Sorry I haven't posted for a while, I've been away on vacation. I would continue the story but my part is finished for a while!-

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Dirtbag

12-31-1999, 10:05 AM

The Dark Wizard known as Bazaal stood atop the pinnacle of his fortress, the zombified Ji'tory at his side. Due to a series of victories in all the right places, he could now say that he controlled everything within sight. Regular, human sight, of course.

What he could see with his magic was far less absolute, and that absolute power was what he hungered for more than anything. He looked down at the blank eyed Elf girl beside him.
Anything.

"Hiya, boss," came a sarcastic remark from behind the Dark Wizard. Slowly, Bazaal turned, spotting Dirtbag sitting on his haunches in a nearby shadow.

"So you live, my minion," Bazaal said slowly. "It has taken you a long time to return to me."

"Yeah, right," Dirtbag laughed. "And yer waiting ain't through, neither. Eternity is a long time to wait."

"You defy me?" Bazaal asked the rat calmly.

Dirtbag stepped out of the shadows. His hair was starting to come out in clumps, leaving the dirty rat looking even more disheveled. Where the hair was gone, a flat black nothingness could be seen. "Oh, you betcha, Mr. Monotone Wardrobe. I may only be a shadow of my former glorious self, but I figure there's some damage I can do to you none-the-less."

Bazaal took a step forward. "Yes, a shadow of your former self. I can feel the strain on your form, the tremendous energy you're expending. Is this how you conquered death, Dirtbag?"

"You could say that," the rat answered. "Wanna see? It's real wild."

That said, Dirtbag seemed to reach into his midsection and rip open his stomach. But instead of cuts, the blackness of his skin parted, and a firey red glow shined from the hole, spotlighting a wide-eyed Bazaal.

"Is that..." Bazaal said in awe. "Is that...?"

"Hell?" Dirtbag finished. "Oh you betcha. They've been trying to get me for the better part of 9 years now. Anyway, it's been swell, Bazaal-baby, but I got to be going."

"No," Bazaal commanded, beginning a spell to dominate the deteriorating rat. But before he could finish, Dirtbag had vanished into the shadows.

"Curses," Bazaal snarled. He spun, looking at the decimated landscape around him. "That wretch holds the key to more power than even I have dreampt of." He smiled wickedly. "If I can summon the hordes of Hell, then this pitiful world and all who are in it will be mine.

Merlin

01-03-2000, 08:51 PM

Well here is something. . . Here is some material from my work "Of Heaven and Earth". This is a section of Merlin's flashback back to a period of time before Bazaal took power on his world. This is still in the revision stages. Tell me what you think (moving enough)?

Merlin wasn't looking at the image now, it played by itself as a recording and didn't require Merlin's support, for it only played that few moments, not what Merlin was actually thinking or remembering at that moment in reality. For now Merlin was lost in his own thoughts, for replaying that old memory before the others called him back to a time decades ago, before any of this had started.

A younger Merlin, in his early 20's, sat next to the same blond haired woman that the party had seen in his replayed memory. They stood together, hand in hand, in the tall grass in a small grove, at a lake shore. There was a soft lapping of the water against grassy shore. The stars shone brightly over head. Beyond the lake the forest stretched all around them. It was a warm summer's night. She and Merlin stood together hand in hand looking at the stars. Now, finally, Merlin turned to face her.

"Beautiful isn't it." she said.

"Not half as beautiful as you." Merlin said with a smile.

Now Merlin paused again, now with his heart racing he gathered up his courage.

"Anna, we've been together for a long time. And there is something I want to ask you." Merlin said.

"What?" Anna asked.

Now Merlin withdrew a small box from his pale blue robes, he open the box in front of her and withdrew a diamond ring from it, he then knelt before her and looking up into her blue eyes, with that golden hair about her face like the sunlight, and the stars shining above.

"Anna, will you marry me?" Merlin said slowly pronouncing each word with all his heart.

Anna looked to him almost crying with joy, "Yes." she whispered.

And with his hands nearly shaking Merlin placed the ring upon her finger. Now after a moments pause he got up and held her in his arms, thanking God that he had found such love.

Now Merlin remembered a time in the spring of the following year.

It was another starry night, warm and pleasant as the night Merlin had proposed to Anna, they had now been husband and wife for several months. And Merlin often though about how lucky he was to have a woman like Anna. That she understood him. That she loved him as he loved her. He even loved those moments when she corrected him on his mistakes, showing her wisdom, he loved her all the more. For when he made his mistakes and she corrected him, it was not with a quick judgement, quick to say he was wrong as some might, but in a loving patience and with kind heart, gentle in correction, loving despite the flaws. For it was her loving heart that made her beautiful to Merlin. He was always thankful he had been given such a gift. Someone who was willing to be there for him through all his trails and joys. He felt as if she was part of his very soul and wondered how he ever lived with out her. Yes, Merlin felt himself a richly blessed man indeed.

Now he was returning home from the woods after gathering some materials earlier that evening, and he reached the edge of the small village where his and Anna's cottage was. He now stood looking down the main road of the town, his house being about a city block away. The lights were off in the surrounding houses, but the lights still burned in the windows of his house, welcoming him home.

Suddenly he noticed something strange on the horizon. A dark line had erupted onto that place where earth seemed to meet sky. Now he saw it race like the wind over the woods beyond the village. He watched in abject horror as the trees were blacked as if by fire. Then he realized it was coming toward the village.

"Oh God! Anna!" Merlin shouted out loud.

Just as he spoke Anna emerged from the house. Now she looked back and saw the shadow racing toward her. She ran from it and toward Merlin, and Merlin in turn ran to her as fast as he could. But he was too far away and the shadow moving too fast. Merlin saw if fall over Anna, and she cried out as if having been stabbed.

Merlin's heart jolted in his chest and screamed out in horror, "Anna! NO!"

Merlin saw her fall to her knees and then collapse to the ground and roll over onto her side. Merlin heedless of the shadow ran straight into it! The shadow felt deathly cold. Merlin would wonder latter why he hadn't been hurt by the shadow, as if something had protected him, but now his thoughts were only on her.

He raced to reach her. He felt he had to get her out of the shadow. Now he reached her and picked her up in his arms and turned and began to run in the direction of the advancing shadow's front. By now the shadow had reached the other side of the village and continued its advance. As Merlin ran with her in his arms he felt as if this all might be some terrible nightmare, and prayed he would simply wake up in her arms, but it wasn't a dream. Now suddenly the shadow stopped its advance and held its place at the forest's edge as if it had spent itself and could go no further. Now Merlin carried her though the edge of the shadow and he could feel the warm spring night again. He continued down the road and into the woods until after a few minutes he reached the grove, the very same grove in fact where he had proposed to her nearly a year before. Now he laid her down in the tall grass and knelt down beside her. He held her hand in his. Her hand was icy cold, but she was breathing. Her breath came in shallow gasps, as if she were out of breath.

Merlin then with one arm held her up a little and with his other hand stroked her cheek.

"Anna. . .Anna, please wake up. Please." Merlin said softly, but in a tone as if begging for mercy.

Finally after a few moments she slowly, tiredly, opened her eyes, her breathing was still shallow and being taken in gasps.

"Oh, thank God. I thought I had lost you. Hold on. I'll find some way to help you." Merlin said with hope.

"Merlin. . . .Merlin listen to me. . ." Anna said with some difficulty.

"What is it?" Merlin asked hanging on her every spoken word.

"Merlin. . . you know it . . . already. . . I'm . . .dying." she breathed.

"Oh God. Please no. There's got to be something I can do." Merlin begged.

"No. . . .I'm bleeding . . . . bleeding internally. . . .there's nothing. . . anyone. . . .can do." she said with difficulty because she continued to have trouble breathing.

"Oh God no. . .please no I don't want to loose you Anna." Merlin lamented as he began to cry, "I love you, please don't leave me."

Anna, with great effort on her part, and with her hand trembling from exertion, she weakly reached up and touched his face.

"Don't. . .cry. . .I love . . .you. . .and. . .will . . .always be . . .with you. . .somehow. . ." Anna breathed softly.

Suddenly her breathing became shallower. Merlin, helpless to do anything else, held her closer as if just by hanging on to her he felt he could keep death from taking her away from him. Now Merlin looked at her face again, into her eyes just as he had that day he proposed to her. Now she closed her eyes as if she was tired, then her breathing stopped, she grew still, and Merlin was alone.

"God!" Merlin screamed out, "take me instead!" said Merlin his voice breaking as he collapsed into tears. He stayed there crying and cradling her lifeless form for a long time.

Finally at one point he looked up and saw the sun begin to rise over the forests beyond the lake. He knew there was nothing more he could do. A breeze had picked up and blew from the grove out over the lake. Merlin knew there was only one last thing to do for his wife. Leaning forward he kissed her forehead.

"Goodbye Anna." Merlin whispered.

Now standing up with sad resignation, he stood near her with her lifeless form between him and the lake. Then stretching out his hands, he kept his eyes on her, her golden blond hair like the sunlight, the softness of her face. Now an orange outline appeared around her, now that outline became like an aura, and the flames engulfed her quite form and with in seconds reduced it to ashes. Merlin watched to the very last, tears falling from his eyes and through them he stared as it burning her appearance in his memory and soul. Finally, Merlin watched as wind carried the ashes out over the lake and to the forest beyond.

Now Merlin walked down that road toward the village again. He walked with a desolate expression and marched right into the shadow with livid defiance! He continued to march and kept walking deeper and deeper into the shadow on through the scorched woods. The remains of the trees looked like black spikes protruding from the earth. Merlin marched on heedless. Merlin continued on for some time until he finally reached the Academy. There among its Romanesque architecture and ivy covered walls, he headed to the headmaster's office.

Merlin knew that the headmaster's office was where some of the most powerful books on magic were kept. Merlin entered the room and went to the bookshelf behind the headmaster's desk. The sunlight entered the room through a skylight, but the sunlight was murky sooty yellow, tinted by that shadow. Now Merlin had many choices of books before him and he knew he could only take some of them. Remembering with sad fondness of Anna's studies in medicine, and also with pain about his inability to help her, he picked up several books on medicine and healing, he also picked up books on nature, some from other branches of magic, and one book that dealt with the magic that could warp space and time.

Suddenly Merlin heard the door to the headmaster's room creak open. Merlin turned, with all the books he was taking with him in his hands, to see who had opened the door. There in the doorway stood another student Merlin had seen at the Academy, but hadn't had a chance to talk with. Merlin remembered the students name was Bazaal. He wondered why Bazaal hadn't been injured by the shadow too.

"Bazaal, do you know what is going on?" Merlin asked.

"Hello, Merlin. . . how is Anna doing?" Bazaal inquired with tone of mock cheerfulness and a strange smile that mixed the superiority of a smirk with the coldness of a sneer.

Merlin went cold and realized what Bazaal meant. Merlin now felt Bazaal smile wasn't just strange, it was obscene.

"She's gone, but you knew that already didn't you. You created the shadow." Merlin responded.

Bazaal just smiled wider, "Why Merlin! I didn't think you'd figure it out so fast." Bazaal burst out laughing as if it were the funniest thing in the world.

"What kind of creature are you?!" Merlin said with revulsion!

"The best kind! The kind with power!" Bazaal said his face now suddenly going cold and his tone to that of contempt and finishing in a tone of wicked conviction and perverted pleasure, "and now you will join her!"

With that Bazaal stretched out his hand and a fireball formed in his palm. Bazaal hurled it at Merlin. But Merlin too stretched out his hand and the fireball was absorbed by a shield around Merlin. Bazaal, momentarily caught off guard that Merlin didn't collapse to the floor writhing in agony, revealed his shock that someone could have the audacity not to die at his command. For Bazaal was prideful, and since he had studied into forbidden arts deeper than any wizard before him, he thought himself untouchable. Merlin's resistance forced him to realize he still had much to learn.

"You can't touch me Bazaal." Merlin replied with defiance.

"Well see about that!" Bazaal shouted.

Bazaal livid with rage formed another fireball this time much larger than the first and hurled it toward Merlin. It struck the desk first, shattering it into splinters but still Merlin's shield absorbed it!

"I don't know how you survived my shadow Merlin. I know your pitiful shield might defend you from my direct attacks, but it couldn't have protected you from the shadow. But regardless I will see you suffer for your defiance." Bazaal said with fury and bleeding contempt.

Merlin didn't reply. He simply walked past Bazaal and out the door of the headmaster's office. Bazaal glowed with rage! Bazaal turned and out stretched his hands again. This time lightning arced from his hands toward Merlin, but the energy was just absorbed by his shield yet again.

Bazaal howled out in rage, "MERLIN! I will hunt you to the ends of the world and beyond! No matter how long it takes! I will kill you! MERLIN!"

Merlin continued on heedless as the Academy was now burning and collapsing around him since Bazaal going into a fit of blazing rage began to burn and lay waste to everything in sight! At one point, while Merlin was passing under an archway, Bazaal blasted it with a fireball, but the collapsing stones were held back by Merlin's shield as he hurried beneath them. Finally as Merlin now exited the Academy grounds, nearby a decorative steeple exploded and pieces of it fell onto Merlin's shield. Again the shield held, though it was getting to be a strain on Merlin to keep it up so long.

Once safely out of range of Bazaal Merlin put his shield down. Merlin again marched on back through the desolate woods and lifeless village without rest until he had again gone beyond the shadow's reach. Then he walked a ways into the woods and rested there. After a brief rest, for it felt good to sit down, he opened the book that dealt with warping time and space. He began to search through it for a spell he had heard about. Finally after some careful reading he found it, a spell that could open gateways to other "worlds" or other realities. So Merlin using it opened up a strange half real doorway and not knowing what lay beyond, but knowing he could not stay here, he entered that gateway and found himself in another world, a world it's people called Logress.

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Merlin

01-03-2000, 08:55 PM

ignore this. . .

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Ping_Me

01-06-2000, 06:52 PM

***It's little Ping here!!! I've shrugged off my mental block long enough to write somthing. //cheers and appluase\\ Thank you. Thank you. And now on with the "Ping Show"!***

A dark figure stood before the stinking pit of a valley. It stunk worse than his hometown. He was one of the few of his kind that actually took note of the stench his race made, the stench the Goblins sort of took pride in. He wore grotesque armor, as was the make of his people. In one of his hands he held a pikestaff, the blade on the end was hooked wickedly. With his other hand he drew back the hood of his cloak to let the light of the gloomy day fall on his face. One of his eyes was missing. He had recieved that in the war. All that was there was a scar marking the wound he recieved and his eyelids sewn shut. Otherwise he had a fair face for a goblin. His face was void of warts or pimples or wrinkles, he only possessed the trademark green skin.

With all of this he was considered an outcast from his society. He was different, it was true. There was more to him than his appearances however. That part of why the elders had called him. He wanted to be here. To serve his people.

He looked down into the valley of Bazaal. Everywhere there were camps. Camps of the Dead. They littered this valley like an infestation of rats, these abominations of nature. With a sigh he resigned himself to his duty and began the decent to his final destination. He didn't know what would await him here. Whether this would work or not. But it had to be done. None of the other races had tried this. Perhaps it was beyond them to do something like this. Soon the castle loomed high over his head.

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"Nice to see you well again."

Scout nodded in reply. Sakana sat on the makeshift throne used for war times when the camp had to be moved quickly. There was a golden glow on the forest today. The elven lands were always like some dream because of the magic surrounding thier race. This same glow pervaded the tent Ping, Scout and Sakana were in. There had been silence after Ping explained why he was here. It was only interrupted by Sakana's comment to Scout. Finally Sakana shifted in his seat.

"Yes, I will come with you." The guard seemed to slump where they stood by the entrence. "I will have to appoint a Steward of the Throne while I am gone. That decision is not difficult to make. Randon came back from his duty on the front yesterday. He had a good head for things, he should do well." He turned to the hulking gaurd near the door. "Herudo, would you go get Randon for me?"

"Yes, your Madjesty." He quickly exited the tent. Once again Sakana rolled his eyes.

"Just between both of you and me, I never liked this king stuff." He sighed. "Where shall we go, and what is our plan?"

"Well, for the moment, we're trying to find out about the rest of our party memebers, gathering help... I suppose we'll return to Merlin's Citadel for now. I've been thinking that there may be something locked away in the books he has. Something he maybe forgot or was too dangerous to try."

"What about the Sword?"

Ping shook his head saddly. "That was lost to us during the final confrontation. We don't even know where it is. Bazaal could have it, someone could have picked it up, it could be at the bottom of the ocean. It could be anywhere."

"We could search for it."

"We don't have the time. You are losing the battle here. Since we have no contact with the other races we must assume that they are as pressed or worse than you are. This world is losing quickly. We should all discuss it when we're all together again, but for now I would commit my resources not in a search for an object but for an answer."

The flap opened and two elves clad in scratched and dented armor entered. The man didn't stand any taller than the woman. He had sandy blonde hair. The other a woman, her brown hair stopped at her shoulders. Sakana sprang out of his seat and embraced the man before he could genuflect. "It's good to see you Randon."

"Uh... thank you your Madjesty." Randon said, perplexed.

"URGH! I wish people would quit calling me that. I never feel like king."

Randon stood there in scratched armor and addressed Sakana, robed in fine gold and silk. "No king feels like king. A king is just a face for his kingdom. Act like a king and you will be king."

Sakana looked at him in surprise. "Since when did you get so philosophical?". Randon simply shrugged.

"Well, in light of that, how would you like to be a king?"

"Well... I..... um..."

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The goblin walked calmly toward the bone gates. The gates stood at the front of the new "city" that sprung up outside of Bazaal's castle. It was only roughly called a city because of the fact that it was completely unstructured. Makeshift mud and brick buildings stretched from the gate to the great doors that were cut into in side of the mountain that Bazaal's castle stood on. His boots sloshed through the mud. He kept his head downturned as he approached the skeletons that guarded the gate.

They stopped him before he could go any further. They hissed something unintelligible from nonexistant throats and lunged at him. They didn't get far. The ground underneath them erupted and exploded. From out of the smoke and skeleton remains the goblin continued to walk unhindered. He finally reached the gate. There was no need for him to knock. The spell he cast made enough noise for the whole city to hear. He looked up to the parapet to see a dirty rag of a man appear, looking down at him.

"Who are you and what do you want?"

"My name is Frag." He answered in the raspiest voice he could muster. "I have come to join Bazaal." The little dirty man paused for a moment then vanished from view. Frag, the goblin, was left standing before the bone gate.

Time passed. Immeasureable time passed. Frag was ready. He knew what was coming. The elders gave him the advice before he left on this mad quest. As he stood, the shadows of the day lengthening, he began to feel a tiny, miniscule and minute pressure on his brain. Immeadiatly he sprung into action. He filled his mind with pictures and emotions. Emotions of pure rage and hate. He pictured the sufferings of countless peoples. Men and women disembowled and dismemberd. Of souls writhing in torment. Of himself taking perverse pleasure in the act of committing these acts. Then as the pressure exerted itself even more, he mentally faught back, throwing off the pressure. It returned in greater force. He struggled again and threw it off. This time the pressure was immense, a raging fire inside his skull. He didn't even realize that he had dropped to his knees. Now he faught in desperation. He struggled now, not to throw it off, but to keep his own sanity. He focused and focused untill it seemed like a tug-of-war that would never have a victory. This seemed to go on for ages. Untill suddenly it all vanished. Immeadiately he composed himself and stood on his feet. It was evening now, where it was noon when he'd first arrived. Again he waited patiently. The dirty man returned with a torch.

"The Great Bazaal will see you." The great gates slowly swung open. Frag walked proudly and masterfully through them and into the city. It was important that he did so with arrogance. He again resigned himself to his duty now to his people. It hurt him to think of such terrible things as killing and torture. It taxed his sanity to do so. The chances were that he would have to do all sorts of unspeakable evil to accomplish his goal. He have to become evil itself. A total incarnation of evil itself, like Bazaal was. He would have to immerse himself in it and at the same time, try and keep some vestige of decency inside himself.

Now was the beginning of Damnation.

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"You're a swordsman, right?"

"Swords-woman." Scout said sternly.

Sakana scratched his head nervously. "Oh, yeah. Sorry."

The camp bustled about them early the next day. They stood outside a small tent that Sakana wanted to visit before they left. "I wanted to come here before we left. You came here without a sword Scout. I wanted to give you one. One that I think may suit you." He walked inside. Ping and Scout heard many sounds coming from within. Banging, crashing, breaking and the occasional angry curse from Sakana. Moments later he emerged.

"This is a sword that was made a long time ago, when wizards native to this land practiced thier arts. It was made to cut through anything an undead weilded. From swords to armor to sheilds, if an undead is carrying it, you can cut it in half." It looked like a regular sword when she drew it from the scabbard, but on the pommel was an ivory carving of a badly cracked skull.

"Well that's that. Let's get moving!"

"It'll take a few days to reach the Citadel from here, we should get some supplies and..." Ping said.

"No, no. We're not going on foot."

"Eh?"

"We're going express, by air!" Sakana said proudly. Ping and Scout looked at each other stupidly. "Come, I'll show you."

They marched straight out of camp. For about a quarter of a mile they walked through the golden woods until the came into a clearing on a hill top. There stood a number of elves in ornamental armor. On the crest of the hill there sat a huge bird. It's feathers were a rusty brown. It stood about twenty feet high. Upon seeing Sakana it squawked loudly alerting all the soldiers on the hill. They all saluted as they appraoched. As Sakana approached the bird bent down level with the ground.

Ping noticed a large package strapped to the bird's back. "Sakana, is that...?" Ping said dumbfounded.

Sakana nodded. "And feed for the bird." He said patting it. "It's a Roc. Not a full grown one. This one is quite young. Full grown adults are the size of cities." Sakana directed them to sit on it's back and to strap themselves in. Once they were settled the Roc screeched loudly and lurched into the air. They circled the clearing, the soldiers becoming smaller and smaller as they gained altitude. They sped off towards the north, over the battlefront and over the desert.

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Go on! I'll buy you a puppy!
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Space_Orca

01-07-2000, 08:11 AM

Orca was awoken from his meditation by a knock on the door to his throne room. The throne room, very much affected by the spell, was now a tropical jungle, filled with all sorts of plants. Orca shouted to the visitor to come in, and was surprised to see Zatela, one of Bazaal's newest Dark Wizards(Or, in this case, Wicthes) walk in. Her long, stringy black hair reached almost down to her knees, matching almost precisely with the giant sword she carried. But more curious than this brute sword was the shining sword she carried in both hands. Orca had seen it before, when he was with Merlin. This sword was Concilium Ex Deo. Orca stared in surpise as Zatela threw the sword to Orca. Orca caught it in his grasp, feeling the goodness in the blade. But Orca did not let it get to him, no, he had a more imporant mission with this blade. "A peace offering." Zatela explained with disgust. She then turned on her heels and walked out. "Some diplomat." Orca mutered sarcasticlly, then picked up the sword. "Well, I think Bazaal has a point. A peace it is then!" He called after the retreating Zatela. She scowled at this, as if she had hoped Orca would continue the fight, then quickly ran away before Orca could say anymore. "You'll get your wish, Zatela, you'll get your wish. Before long, you'll get your wish. I may have curtailed my power to pervent being corrupted, but I still have enough power to rip your head from your body." Orca murmered, sheathing Concilium Ex Deo. "Now I must get this sword to the Dark Lakes, next to Bazaal's palace. Then I can destroy it. Noone, not even Bazaal, ventures into the Dark Lakes. And after a week or so, it should have reached the Great Ocean. Then, it shall be lost forever." Orca said triumphently, holding up the great shining sword that represented God. "We'll see what Merlin thinks when all his beliefs are tossed down the Dark Lake drain with this sword!" he then smirked as he walked out of his tower, setting off on the long journey. Before he did, he gestured toward his three companions: Hecklord the Goblin Archer, Horaya the Tiger Mage, and Baza the Basalisk Warrior. It was time for a mighty journey.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

bug

01-08-2000, 05:25 PM

With his rail detonater strapped across his back bug begins to climb the side of the mountain. Balthazar sits up in the cave with his head dangling over the side of the cliff as he watches bug slowly begin his ascent.

"You're sure persistant, arn't you" Balthazar speaks out into bug's mind. "why do you want me on you're side so much anyways?"

"You're the greatest dragon in the world." yells back bug. "With you on my side we could get the help of all the dragons. That would be worth more than all of the undead armies combigned"

"YOUR side?" laughs Balthazar "I think you mean Bazaal's side"

Bug continues climbing up the cliff. He pauses as he tries to gain a foothold.

"I only work for Bazaal. I'm not a slave to him. Besides, it's better than when I worked for that idiot Merlin"

Balthazar's breath begins to rise in anger. "I could burn you to a crisp with one burst of my breath", he says coldly.

bug, indaunted, climbs higher up the cliff wall.

"I know magic. I could protect myself against that"

"I have smelled your magical abaility. You couldn't protect yourself for more than a dozen seconds."

bug doesn't respond. He continues climbing

"Look down bug. It's an alfully long fall for someone who can't fly"

Bug takes a moment to take a peek down at the ground. The jagged rocks over 50 feet below him don't provide much reassurence. Shrugging it off bug continues climbing. His's sneer remains unseen to Balthazar as he faces the rock wall. "You wouldn't kill me. You're on the side of good. You wouldn't hurt anyone unless they attacked you first"

"I might make an acception for you bug. Just because I normally don't like to kill people in cold blood doesn't mean I can't."

"Ha!" yells bug "you're just like Merlin. You're all talk, but you never can do anything. Merlin spent months orginizing, and planning the attack against Bazaal. He said we could kill Bazaal, our little party made up of freaks and misfits lead by an ignorant wizard could defeat the most powerful man in the world! If I hadn't realized what a bunch of fools we were I would be dead like him!"

Balthazar lashed out into bug's mind with anger, speaking almost in the dragon tongue "Merlin was greater than you will ever be. He understood things you cannot even begin to comprehend!"

"MERLIN WAS A FOOL!!!!!!!!" As bug screams out, he suddenly looses his foothold. "NOOOO!!!" he screams. He begins to fall down the side of the cliff when he suddenly grabs hold of a vine. Supported only by the flimsy vine, with no where to get a hand hold he remains dangling along the side of the cliff wall.

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"Do not try to bend the spork, that's impossible. Instead, try to realize the truth"
"What truth"
"That there is no spork. Then you will see that it is not the spork that bends, it is you"

Space_Orca

01-08-2000, 08:59 PM

Space Orca and his companions are travelling down the road to Bazaal's Citadel when they are stopped by a squad of Zombies. The ugly and stupid undead quickly accept the fact a treaty has been signed and shuffle away. However, as the leave, several bushes along the side of the road part, revealing a squad of Human Archers. They open fire, and the Zombies find arrows in their backs and fall dead. Orca looks over at the twelve dirty archers. They were obviously guerillas, left behind to cause trouble for Bazaal as he took the Human's territory. Orca shook his head and gestured to his companions to go on. But Hecklord stared at the Archers, who quickly muttered something and disappeared into the bushes. Orca watched one of them flee, thinking of their sorry condition. Suddenly, he was joined by a Lich. "Greetings. I have been sent to apprehend these rebels. Assist me by the terms of the peace treaty." the Lich crackled, its face twisting with each magiclly made word. Orca stared at the beast, watching its disfigured body move toward the woods. Orca suddenly stopped it with a kick in the back, and then followed it with a quick punch that sent the Lich reeling back, and it crashed into the foilage. Hecklord drew his Crossbow and prepared to fire a bolt at the creature, but Orca stopped him. Instead, Orca took out his long sword. He held it to the Lich's throat. "Our peace treaty means as much as your life to me." Orca said in a low and menacing growl, then slit the Lich's throat. He then once again gestured to his companions and they continued on their way unchallenged.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Scout

01-10-2000, 01:46 PM

"Ah, this is the only way to travel," Scout said as she leaned back in her seat, the Roc's wings pumping rhythmically on either side.

"Ain't it though?" Sakana returned with a grin. "A body could get fat and lazy getting around this way."

Ping looked at the other two. "I couldn't."

"Er," Sakana frowned. Finally, he amended, "Then, I guess a body could conserve a lot of energy getting around this way."

"There you go."

"Then again," Sakana continued thoughtfully. "Do we need to amend that again for our changless lady-friend? Eh, Scout. Scout?" But she wasn't listening any longer. Sakana put a hand on her shoulder, asking, "Hey, what're you looking at?"

"I can't tell," she replied slowly, squinting down at the desert below. "But there's something down there kicking up a lotta dust."

Undoing his restrains, Sakana leaned over her carefully, to follow her pointing finger. Grunting, he turned to Ping. "She's right. Wonder what that's about?"

"No telling," Ping replied. "But unless they start launching SAMs at us, we probably don't need to know."

"SAMs?" Sakana repeated in curiousity.

"Surface-to-air-missiles," Scout replied absently.

Ping gave her a funny look. "How did you know that?"

Sitting up straight, Scout looked at them, a blank expression on her face. "I don't know."

"I think you'd better start working on getting your memory back," Ping told her. "Because it sounds like you have some stories I'd be interested in hearing."

Scout nodded, but Sakana sat up abruptly. "We've got trouble."

"What do you mean?" Ping asked.

"I don't know, but we've got trouble."

Before either could question Sakana any more, a screech from above told them all they need to know. Swooping down from on high was a sketal dragon, fire making up the spaces were it's flesh should be, an Undead rider on it's back.

As Sakana yanking the reins, the Roc screeched and banked around in a hard turn and began to climb, not giving the undead dragon or it's rider a chance to correct before the two flyers had passed on another.

"This could be bad," Sakana told his two companions.

(Don't know what you planned, Ping, but if you want to get back to the Citadel quickly with the Roc intact, then go ahead. As it is, though, I left it open to 'crashing' in the desert, and maybe finding out what was making the dust cloud. Either way, I hope everyone enjoys the medieval dogfight!)

Scout

01-10-2000, 01:46 PM

Oops, double post.

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Gebohq

01-10-2000, 05:54 PM

(Sorry I haven't posted in so long everyone, I've had trouble on what to write. Hope I can get intot he swing of things again.)

*Gebohq and Tessa sat cross-legged facing each other. They were conversing with each other about many things, from topics taught that day to random thoughts like "How'd you get your name?". They sat like that for hours in the outdoor clearing that Gebohq first started to teach Tessa. It was now dark, most likely way past midnight, but neither of them tired.*

Tessa: "...And that's what my mother had told me about it snowing. My father had told me later and my mother got sooo mad at him!"

*They both laughed at the amusing episode she had just told. Then, after regaining their composure, Gebohq looked at Tessa with sad eyes.*

Gebohq: "I bet you miss your parents a lot, don't you?"

Tessa: "I was taken away from them at a very young age, but yes, I do...I remember everything about them...how they looked, how they smelled, how they laughed...but most of all, I remember how happy they were together...*she tries to with hold a tear, but fails as it travels down her cheek, followed by another, and another. Gebohq thinks that even though he sympathizes with her, he wasn't ready for-*...hold me!"

*She half-leaped from her cross-legged position and sprung right towards Gebohq, who involuntarily in half-defense put out his arms. She buries her head in his chest and cries profusely at the life she's had to live. Gebohq, still holding Tessa to comfort her, think about how fast she must of had to grow up being a slave for Bazaal. Tessa the raised her head to look at Gebohq, her eyes still watery.*

Tessa: "You won't ever leave me, will you?"

*Gebohq never liked to answer these questions because in the back of his head, he always though he could never keep a promise. But he said what would be best for Tessa.*

Gebohq: "Of course not. You can stay with me as long as you like."

*Tessa, in a wave of joy, started to kiss Gebohq on the lips. All the sadness that had been in her but a few seconds ago seemed to disappear. The two continued to kiss under the stars.*
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*Elsewhere that night, Apathis and Yimir had just reached the entrance to Bazaal's fortress. Apathis was quite glad that they had returned back to this place, the assignment he had been on had bored him. Here, he could do whatever he wanted...which was absolutely to do nothing. For mysterious reasons, lying around doing nothing seemed quite satisfactory with him. As Yimir took one way inside the fortress, Apathis headed for his chambers, when Bazaal appeared in front of him. He knew that Bazaal couldn't teleport in front of him, but it seemed that way.*

Bazaal: "Apathis, my dear friend..."

Apathis: //Oh boy, he's gonna send me out again. wish he'd go-//

Bazaal: "I need you to go to the Misty Mountains and....eliminate Gebohq. My first plan has taken too long to of had any effect."

Apathis: "I'm glad you have confidense in me sir, but why me?"

Bazaal: "Quite simple. You will have the advantage over Gebohq because he will fear you after coming back after he thought he defeated you. I hope for you sake you've corrected your flaw."

Apathis: "Quite corrected sir. //and just when I thought I'd get some rest. someday I'm going to get back at him, that I will...//

Shawn Templar

01-10-2000, 06:13 PM

Shawn awoke in the royal room to see Lina watching him. "Whats wrong?" Shawn asked. "Nothing," She replied, "you just look peaceful when your sleeping". Shawn got up and headed to the window. "Shawn, we need to try to convince Dragonfly to change his mind." Lina said. "We can try but I'm sure we won't be able to convince him." He said as he turned to Lina.

"Why not?" She said as she stood up. "Because he is concerned for the safety of his people. He's afaid that if he gets involved that his people will suffer. they're all that he has left now and he doesn't want them to die." Shawn said as he walked to Lina. Lina nodded and then they walked out and went to find Dragonfly.

"Well, good morning my friends." Dragonfly said as he approached the couple. "Good morning to you as well." Shawn replied. "Good morning" Lina said. "So, what are you two up to today?" Dragonfly said. "We were planning to head back to the Citadel and wait for Ping to show up. Hopefully he was able to bring Sakana with him." Shawn said and paused for a moment. "We were hopeing that you would reconsider your desicion about not helping us defeating Bazaal." Shawn said with a lighter tone. "Sorry Shawn, but my answer is still no, but I'll be glad to give you supplies for your journy back to the Citadel." Dragonfly said as he gestured for the two to follow him. "Ok, I understand." Shawn replied as he and Lina followed Dragonfly.

After saying goodbye, Shawn and Lina were given supplies and a ride down to the mountain below. "Lets hope Ping had better luck." Shawn said as they begain their long walk back to the Citadel. "Shawn, before we head back to the Citadel, lets head to my home town. I haven't been there since I joined up with you and with everything going on I want to check up on everyone." Lina said as she looked into Shawn's eyes. Shawn nodded and they headed to Lina's hometown.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Ping_Me

01-11-2000, 07:44 PM

Sakana directed the bird quickly behind a cloud to avoid being noticed.

"Haven't seen one of those before." Sakana said.

"I wonder if it's anything like those flameing demons Orca used to keep around him." Ping mused.

"I doubt it." Sakana said. "It looked like it was heading straight for the battlefront. My guess is that it's some sort of over-glorified messenger. We could probably do my people some good if we we're to destroy it."

"Destroy it? I don't think we even could destroy a NORMAL dragon, let alone an undead one." Scout remarked. Her remark was soon punctuated by a dark shadow coming through the cloud. The dragon appeared and without hesitation let loose a blast of fire. Ping only had a split second to put up a shield for the bird and themselves. Sakana leaned forward and the Roc went into a steep dive. Ping's shield crumbled just as they cleared the fire blast. The dragon and it's rider followed.

The wind howled past them as they drove for the ground. "YOU WANT TO FIGHT THAT!?" Scout practically screamed into Sakana's ear. Sakana pulled back on the reigns and the bird leveled off before they reached the ground. The desert rocks shot past beneath them. From behind they heard a roar. The dragon was just finishing it's decent and gaining speed.

"Hey, c'mon. You haven't forgotten that sword I gave you yet, have you? If we we're to put you on it's back you could easily take out both the rider and the dragon. But before we go risking your life let's try a few things." Sakana banked the bird hard and soon they and the dragon we're headed straight for each other. Sakana stood up in the stirrups. As the dragon approached Sakana was wreathed in blue flame. With a roar the flame shot from him. It seemed as if the dragon expected his attack, for it emmitted it's own firey breath to counter Sakana's spell. Both exploded in mid air. From behind the firecloud the dragon burst through still spewing fire. There was no time to turn. Ping brought up another shield and they all crouched behind it. Luckily they were going at a high enough velocity to escape unharmed.

"Oh, nevermind!" Scout burst out impatiently. "Just set me on the back of that thing!"

"Easier said than done." Sakana said. "It's gonna be rough getting close to somthing that dangerous."

"Sakana," Ping said. "Do you think it's safe to assume that the rider has COMPLETE control over his mount?"

"I suppose. Why?"

"I want to try a trick I used a long time ago." They both looked at him. He wiggled his fingers around and small light particles danced between them. "Just get me as close to the face of the dragon as you can. It doesn't have to be long. A split second will do."

Sakana banked. When they came around they saw that the dragon had also taken the opportunity to turn around. "Cut across in front of it!" Ping yelled against the wind. As they approached Sakana yanked the reigns one way to begin, then another to cut across the path of the dragon. Ping made a quick calculation. "Don't look!" He said playfully and then proceeded to leap off the back of the Roc. He watched as he fell through the air, his freinds accellerate away. //Good.// The dragon loomed in front of him. Ping righted himself and charged up. As he came up close he let loose a brilliant flash of light directly into the eyes of the dragon. As he fell past, it roared and thrashed around in the air until it's rider had the chance to regain control. It wasn't far to the ground now. Above him he saw a brown spot edge near the dragon. Ping felt reassured that his freinds had gotten the idea.

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"Ping!" Sakana shouted.

"He'll be alright." Scout said.

"How do you know?"

"If he knew he wasn't going to be, HE WOULDN'T HAVE DONE SOMETHING STUPID LIKE THAT!"

Suddenly the whole sky was lit up by a brilliant flash. When all was clear they saw the dragon thrashing around.

"He distracted it!" Sakana said. Immeadiately he took the cue and brought the bird around behind the dragon. With the distraction came decelleration, Sakana had no problem catching up.

"This is where I get off!" Scout launched herself from the Roc and landing hard on the back of the dragon. She grunted as she impacted with the hard bony plates. She immeadiately noticed the roaring fire of the beast around her. Even though they were in open air, it was as hot as a furnace. She fought to regain her footing on the speeding beast. Suddenly she felt something hit her across her back. She fell flat on her stomach, almost sliding off the dragons back. She grabbed a spine protruding from a vertebrae and held on. Taking a moment to look up, she noticed the skeleton rider looking down at her, hollow sockets staring meanacingly. With the lance it was holding it struck her across the back again. It's third strike didn't connect however. Scout managed to swing back up to a level position. As the skeleton tried to regain it's bearings, she drew her sword. No sooner had she done so, the skeleton's lance came down one her again.... and was cut in half upon meeting Scout's sword. //Wow.// she commented to herself briefly. Apparently the skeleton was thinking the same, for he simply stared stupidly at his broken lance. Siezeing the oppurtunity, she brought the sword down on it's head. It clove straight through helmet and skull. The remains of the skeleton collapsed and rolled off the dragon.

Suddenly she skeleton was the least of her concerns. The dragon's fire started to dissapear from around her. It all seeped from it's place straight toward the skull. When all the fire was gone the head exploded and the dragon fell apart. Scout instantly had the sensation of weightlessness she knew could only come from free-falling. The ground was quite close. Her invulnerability had gotten her out of some tight fixes, but never before had she been free-falling from the sky. She had no doubt that she would survive, it would just hurt like you wouldn't believe whenever she woke up. She thought to herself, "Sakana had better be on the ball here." as she neared the ground. Suddenly something gripped her all around her torso, holding her firmly. There was a sudden change in direction, causing her whole body to jerk one way. She lost conciousness.

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Scout woke up. Her vision was a little blurred, but was quickly returning to normal. Before her burned a fire. She sat on hard rock, but she was propped against somthing warm.

"She's coming around." A deep, ethereal voice said.

A green figure came into her view. She could only guess that to be Ping. "How are you feeling?", came his voice.

"Little woozy. You fell further than me, how do you feel?"

"A little weak but I can function."

"Where's Sakana?"

"Feeding the bird."

"What happened?"

"Kind of ironic. To slay a dragon and then be rescued by one."

"Huh?" she looked around and found that the object she was propped against was moving slightly, as if breathing. It was white with a grayish underbelly. Long and serpent like, it was the epitome of an eastern type dragon. It almost looked like a giant ferret, sans the hair. Instead of massive wings, it had a series of fins with which it used to "swim" through the air. It had a dragon's face except for two long whiskers which looked like a thin mustache. Scout gazed up in dumbfoundment.

The dragon simply chuckled. "Rest now dragonslayer. You have done well." Scout immeadiately felt sleepy and relaxed against the white of the dragon's side. A blissful sleep soon took her.

The next morning they all stood ready to depart.

"Thank you, Rivanno." Sakana said.

"It is I who should thank all of you." Rivanno, the Snow Dragon's voice echoed in their heads. "That was the dragon's battle that should have been faught up there. We arrived almost too late. Had it not been for all of you, there would still be one of these abominations loose. We missed him, during the fighting. Bazaal has sent these "dragons" against us to wipe us out. How futile are his efforts. We have slaughtered them without any casualties." He spoke directly to Scout. "You are very brave. I can tell there is cloud over your mind. Underneath the cloud is a vast wall of time and forgetfullness that even I cannot penetrate. I will grant you healing. In time you will remember all."

With that the dragon lifted into the air and sailed away almost noiselessly as if something from out of a dream.

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"Hey, Sakana. Did you ever find out about what that dust cloud was in the desert?" Scout said.

"Yeah, actually. You wouldn't believe it. It was two elvish soldiers from my command! They were yelling and screaming about something at the top of thier lungs. They smelled horrible as if they had relieved themselves in thier armor. I tried to stop them, but they took one look at Ping here and took off again at top speed. I couldn't keep up with them. I can't understand what got into them." Sakana said shaking his head while tying up the remaining saddlebags.

Scout shot a glance at Ping, who rolled his eyes innocently.

Gebohq

01-14-2000, 10:19 PM

(this was what I was going to post if I couldn't think of anything)

Shadows of Darkness outtakes:

*The audience sees a view of "Shadows of Darkness" being filmed. The quality that we're watching though isn't nearly as good though. As the technical equimpent is being set up, the actors, who play as themselves, are in various situations...

*Merlin is in a heated argument with teh stage manager. In place of a wizard's hat, Merlin is wearing a baret(and instead of a white mustashe and beard, he has an black Italien mustashe with matching goatee). Meanwhile, Tessa and Scout talk about their personal lives, Gebohq walks up behind Tessa to say something, she turns around and screams because his looming figure and silence startled her. As Gebohq was apologizing profusely, several of the Dark Wizards try to convince Bazaal to come out of his trailer, saying he is worth something. Apathis is laying on a nearby couch, being fawned by nearby women. Ping_Me, bug, and Space_Orca talk among themselves about Saga of the 3rd War. Merlin then gives call and everyone gets into their places...

Outtake 1

After the funeral of Merlin:

"Shawn, we're two of a kind." Dragonfly said, "I lost all of my family also." Shawn looked up at him with sympathy. "Dad would always tell me how special me and mother was." Dragonfly had said it a bit too hokey though and everyone laughs. "What was that mother? I'm coming mother! Haha..."

*bleep*

first scene with Apathis

"...Defy your elders and join Bazaal in the new era of freedom!"
Instead of the kids in the audience saying "Bazaal" they start chanting "Jerry".

*bleep*

first scene with Gebohq, talking to ghost

"Gebohq. . ." the ghost began.
"Gebohq nothing!" Gebohq finished and turned and marched with haste back to his hermitage. Gebohq then breaks out in laughter and the ghost says "Fine, be that way! See if I care! Hahaha..."

*bleep*

scene with Ping going to elven lands

"YOU WILL SHUT YOUR MOUTH NOW!" A very forceful woman came forward. Very imposing. She wore a forest green cape and nasty looking armor. "You are hearby sentenced to death for entering elven lands!"
Ping gives her a comical pity-look as she breaks out in laughter. Ping says "Geez, isn't that kind of harsh?"

*bleep*

scene with Gebohq and Tessa after walk

*Tessa then stradled herself on his hips and leaned foreward, her arms on his sides on the ground supporting her.*

Tessa: "I was thinking...that you could teach me a few things."

*Gebohq knew all the implications that could be taken from what she said, but giving her the benefit of the doubt, responded cooly.*

Gebohq: "Well, I should tell you, I've never taught anyone before, but...I suppose I could teach you a few things in self-defense. Then we can move on to other topics of interests."

*Tessa got up with a smile on her face.*

Tessa: "I'll be your best pupil...(breaks out into laughter)."

Gebohq: (in best Barry White voice)"I'll give you all the sweet lovin'!"

Everyone laughs even louder

*bleep*

*Scout and Ping_Me are being chased by teh skeletal dragon. As it flies towards them, it is preparing to breath fire, but we then see hte skeletal dragon 20 feet back to where it was, repeating the same action over and over. Panning the camera back, we can see that the background is a mere film backing. Ping then says "Hey, can someone fix that film?"*

*bleep*

*Tessa: "...hold me!"

*Tessa leaps into Gebohq's arms. After crying on his chest, she looks up and asks "You won't leave me, will you?"

Gebohq then breaks out into laughter, followed by Tessa and the rest of the crew on stage.

Gebohq: "God, this is bad! Who wrote this crap? Must of been watching a soap opera beforehand..."

(OK, I know you all can do better than this, serious or non-serious. Type later.)

Space_Orca

01-15-2000, 09:41 AM

Baza scampers up to a clifftop as the morning light beats down on the sandy desert. He looks up at the sun, then letting his eyes wander across the desert that Orca would have to cross. Things looked bleak, giant legions of Bazaal's troops, which might or might not accept the peace treaty, patrolled the area, unbothered by the SandSnakes who didn't care for the taste of undead. (Who would?) Baza securly planted a foot down on a rock jutting off the cliff, then started climing down to where Orca stood. A slight flapping sound only Baza's sharp ears could pick up was the first alert that something was coming. Whithin only a second, the rest of the party heard the sound as well, and drew their weapons. The creature, however, was no skeletal minion of Bazaal. It was a giant Roc, its large, glorious wings spreading over the landscape. Orca gasped, and looked at the rider at the helm. It couldn't be, could it? Orca hadn't seen Ping in such a long time! Oh well, Orca thought, summoning a primitive lightning bolt and shooting it past the surprised riders of the Roc. The beast quickly landed and Orca came over to Ping. "Fancy meeting you here." Orca said, worried that Ping might pick up Orca's plans. Baza slowly slid to Orca's side, Hecklord drew his crossbow, and Horaya started chanting something, but Orca stopped them with a gesture of his hand. "Its nice meeting you here, too, Orca, but who are those companions of yours? And where have you been?" Ping asked.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

01-15-2000, 09:17 PM

Orca seemed to pause at his question. "Oh! These are my travelling companions.". Smileing grandly he put his arm across Ping's shoulders and led him over to the three humanoids. "This is Hecklord." Hecklord was a stout goblin who carried a huge bow in the crook of one arm. He nodded at Ping in greeting. Sakana and Scout walked up behind Ping. Sakana seemed preoccupied with something. Ping was about to ask what was wrong when Orca ushered him on. "This is Horaya," a feline figure looked Ping up and down and sneered at him. His eyes seemed to glow faintly. Ping couldn't tell if this was a trait of his species, or if it was a mark of somthing else. "And this is Baza." Baza's tail dragged in the ground, moving the sand around behind him. The lizard like humanoid looked Ping up and down. He offered a wickedly clawed hand which Ping accepted. Before Orca turned Ping away he noticed a strange bundle on the ground.

Ping felt like a customer at a used speeders dealership as Orca led him away from his companions. "I personally have been here and there." Orca said casually. "My power had increased tenfold every since our defeat. A hundred fold even! I am even greater then Bazaal!" He stretched his hands out scross the desert. "With a little meditation I could restore this wastland to a rich, fertile valley!!" He said almost triumphantly.

Ping looked on. "Wow Orca that sounds great! I'm sure Merlin rests easier knowing that Bazaal's time is soon coming to an end. Boy, if Merlin were here he would perobably allude to the fact that power corrupts, but it looks like you've got a handle on things."

Orca lowered his hands a little, like the wind was suddenly taken out of his sails. "Merlin was afraid of power. He never realised that it could accomplish so much."

"I don't know about that. Really I think Merlin limited himself because it would make him a better person. And he also placed his trust in God. How it would have broken his heart to know that Consillium Ex Deo was lost. Merlin placed his hope in God and that Sword. Consillium Ex Deo.... The Will of God."

"HA! GOD! Don't make me laugh!" Orca burst out.

Ping looked at him. "You don't believe in God?"

"Belief in some stupid superstition isn't going to win this war! It's power. I will win this war beacause I have power! I believe only in ME!"

Ping simply shrugged. "You sure have changed a lot since that day." //I'm not sure I like the change// Ping thought. "It's cool with me if you don't believe. I may have been created by human hands but that doesn't mean I don't believe. I think everyone should have a little faith..."

"So, you're just like that moron Merlin huh? 'oh! everything will be okay if we just believe!' And I suppose that you've taken over Merlin's role of leadership!"

"Man, Orca. What's gotten into you?"

Orca noticed himself and schooled his emotions. "So, where are you headed?"

Ping paused, unsure of Orca's mood. "Merlin's Citadel. We're going to wait for the others. Then we will decide what to do. You didn't have the same idea yourself?"

Orca almost went into a rage again, but stopped himself. "I have an... errand... away up north."

"I see..." Ping said. Orca walked away and over to his companions. "We have a long road ahead of us."Orca said. "We should be going." Ping walked over to Sakana and Scout. Sakana still seemed to be bothered.

"Sakana, what's wrong?"

"I don't know. Something about them is bugging me. It's like waves. Waves of something emanating from somewhere among them." He looked over to Orca nad his buddies and started to walk toward them. Ping followed. Orca, Baza, Horaya and Hecklord stood conversing around the bundle on the ground. Sakana walked like he was feeling his way in the darkness. He stopped in front of them and pointed that the bag. "It's coming from there."

Ping caught up to him and looked. "Hey Orca, whatcha got in the bag?"

"It's none of your business."

Ping was taken aback, "C'mon. Something's bothering Sakana about it..."

"I SAID IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!!!" Orca snapped.

Ping and Sakana frowned at Orca. Ping didn't want to cause any trouble so he turned away and walked back to the Roc. Within minutes Ping, Scout and Sakana were high overhead of the four travellers. Sakana leaned over the front of the bird to look at them. Something still bothered him....

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Go on! I'll buy you a puppy!
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Space_Orca

01-16-2000, 10:22 AM

Orca stared back at Ping. He really wished he could have been nicer, but if Ping knew what Orca was carrying, the mission would get a whole lot harder. Hecklord's giant crossbow was also shored up with undead bone fragments from a dead Lich, and then there was Orca's current sword, Fearblade, dreadfully enchanted to make all but the strongest-hearted of creatures run from a hostile wielder. Orca hoped Ping hasn't noticed either of these either, because he didn't want his old friends after him yet. No, he would prefer it if they only learned he had been responcible for the dissappearence of Concilium Ex Deo a long time afterwards, when Orca had the advantage. Horaya's glittering eyes stared after the Roc. "They suspect something." he whispered, his feline hiss mixing with the almost threatening hiss that always seemed to accompany powerful nuetral mages. Horaya stared up to the stars, letting his eyes wander, when he saw a star glitter strangely. "Up there." he said, gesturing to the star. Orca stared up, and the star started to materialize as something else. It was no star, it was a strange, shimmering being. It was Merlin!
"Good morning. It seems as if there was an afterlife after all. At least for you. But that will be no longer." Orca angrily told the oncoming figure. He then turned around and started walking. Merlin wiped tears away from his eyes. This hurt more than Bazaal, for it was one thing for a heavnly apperition to be attacked by dark magic that didn't do damage, it was quite another to be disbelieved. That, Merlin thought, was the only thing that could harm a heavenly apperition. That and complete betrayal. He had to warn Ping Me that his suspicions were correct, but even if he did, how could Ping Me and Sakana help? While Orca restrained his power greatly now, his anger could still drive him to amazing powers of destruction. Merlin sighed, then headed toward the Roc, still flying gracefully over the desert.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

[This message has been edited by Space_Orca (edited January 16, 2000).]

Dirtbag

01-17-2000, 04:46 PM

As the Roc flew onward towards Merlin's Citadel in the dark, a loud, burbling burble burbled from Scout's stomach. Looking over at her, Sakana asked, "Hungry, eh?"

"Not really," Scout said abashedly, holding her stomach. "Just some gas I... I..." A pain expression flitted across her face. "Augh!"

"Scout?" Ping asked in convern. "What's wrong?"

"I..." she wheezed. "Don't... know..." Pulling up her shirt revealed a colorless black void swelling in the middle of her stomach.

"What in the..."

Suddenly, the blackness began to bubble, and Scout started screaming and thrashing around. Before Sakana or Ping_Me could react, she had thrashed herself right off the Roc and plunged down into the darkness.

Meanwhile, Space Orca was just about to tell his three companions that they were about to move on.

"Wait, I hear something," Baza said. "It may be an undead patrol."

"Where?" Orca demanded. "Where?"

"Just over that dune," the other reported. "I think they keep saying... yes, it sounds like, 'mmm... brains... warm juicy brains...'"

"We'd better check it out," Orca said, always eager for a battle to increase his glory.

So, slowly, Orca and his three companions crept over the sand dune to see what was what. While they were distracted, the desert sands beside the Orca's mysterious bag shifted, and Dirtbag poked his head out.

"Heh heh, suckers. Now let's see what old Orcy has in this here bag." Crawling inside, Dirtbag realized that it contained the Consilum Ex Deo. "How'd he get this?" the rat wondered. "Ah well, better take this for safe keeping." That said, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the sword whole. Somehow. H'rm... don't want to alert fish face as to it's disappearance yet, though." Opening his mouth again, Dirtbag pulled out another sword, this one about the same size and shape as the C.E.D. except it had Consilium Ex Rodentia scrawled on the side. "That ought to do it," Dirtbag said with a grin as he crawled out of the bag and back into the sand.

A few miles away, meanwhile, Sakana and Ping_Me finally found the crater where Scout had landed. "Hey!" Ping cried as he helped Scout out of the impression. "How do you feel?"

"Bad. What happened?"

"You mean you don't remember?" Sakana asked.

Scout shook her head. "All I know is that one minute we were flying along, and the next, I was in the bottom of this hole."

"Come on, let's keep moving," Ping advised. "At this rate, we'll never make it back to the Citadel."

"The sooner the better," Scout nodded. "For some reason, I'm exhausted all of a sudden..."

(BTW, in case you haven't figured it out, Dirtbag is not going to show up while Scout is unaccounted for. That means no pulling Dirtbag out of your hat, Orca!)

Space_Orca

01-17-2000, 05:20 PM

DANG IT DIRTBAG! YOU JUST RUINED MY WHOLE PLOT! ARGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!! Merlin, Ping Me, everyone, can we PLEASE say that didn't happen? Besides, Orca's different, more cautious, more evil now. He would have sensed you and had no qualms about slicing you into bits, Dirty Bag.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

01-17-2000, 07:10 PM

LOL!!!!!!!

DIRTBAG! DIRTBAG! HE'S OUR MAN! IF HE CAN"T DO IT, NO ONE CAN!
Nice monkey wrench Dirtbag!
Orca, it wasn't what I had in mind either. But this IS an interactive story board. I think Dirtbag just enlivened to story. Let's let it stick and see where it goes.

When plans are shattered, improvise!

Space_Orca

01-18-2000, 07:54 AM

I know, Ping, but you captured my charechter in your post, what Dirtbag said was like my old charechter, but not my new one. Orca would not run to look for or fight an undead patrol. Remember, hes still pretending to have a treaty with them! And Concillium Ex Deo would never go with dirtbag, since his "void" is evil(It is a link to Hell as I remember from a previous post." If he tried to take Concillium Ex Deo there, it would kill him.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

01-18-2000, 10:12 AM

If you want C.E.D. so bad Orca you can go after Dirtbag. I'm sure with all the power you claim to have you can track down one dirty rodent.

Dirtbag

01-18-2000, 12:15 PM

Sorry, Orca, but I felt that Dirtbag wouldn't be able to resist coming back and checking out what was in the bag. You just set yourself up to well with the whole Ping spotting. Besides, you've messed up my developing plot lines before. You just have to roll with it, because a multi-author story like this ain't gonna conform to any one person's view of how the story should work. Just look at how the original Saga of the 3rd War turned out :P

-Ratboy

Space_Orca

01-18-2000, 02:39 PM

Okay, how about we say this, Dirtbag looked inside and saw C.E.D. but he didn't take it, but instead he will go and tell Ping where it is and show a small bit of metal that fell off the swordblade to prove it. Sakana confirms it is from C.E.D. and the chase is on... (I'll write the chase, but you might want to write the part with Sakana getting the piece of CED and dictating plans for getting CED back.)

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

bug

01-18-2000, 03:26 PM

hehe, nice job ratty http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif

I'm not posting anything right now because I'm feeling lazy, and I can't think what to do with bug.

BTW, scout_40k@hotmail.com? interesting email address dirtbag.

BTW, do you post here at massassi other than in the the story board but under a different name?

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"Do not try to bend the spork, that's impossible. Instead, try to realize the truth"
"What truth"
"That there is no spork. Then you will see that it is not the spork that bends, it is you"

bug

01-18-2000, 03:30 PM

Ooh, one last thing. Fish head. er, I mean orca. http://forums.massassi.net/html/wink.gif can you leave your sig off. I've seen it enough times, and it's 10 lines long.

JK [Meteor]

01-18-2000, 05:51 PM

(Can I join the story? Please tell me if I can't... I hope I understand everything well enough)

Meanwhile, in a different world, Meteor looking into the sky. "Somewhere, there's somewhere where I can help people." He said, "Somewhere...." A glowing ball appeared in his hands. He stood there for a second, then leaped forward. A portal appeared and he went through it.
Ping_Me looked up. "Hmm, a meteorite." He said. Scout said, "No, wait, it's a meteor!! It looks like it's going to hit right in this crater!!" It flew down, then hit nearby.
Meteor stood up. There were three people there!! Maybe they needed help. They reached for their weapons, but Meteor said, "Wait, who are you?" Ping_Me said, "Who are you?" Meteor said, "I'm, um, JK." He was about to say more, when suddenly the ground he was standing on started shaking. He jumped to the side, and Dirtbag jumped out of the ground. He showed a small piece of metal, and said, "This is from the Consilum Ex Deo. Follow me, I'll show you where I hid it!!"

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Shawn Templar

01-18-2000, 06:00 PM

Shawn and Lina continued their walk to Lina's hometown. The walk to Tikal wouldn't take long. Shawn was uneasy as he hadn't seen or sensed one of Bazaal's undead patrols. The more uneasy he became, the more he quickened his pace.

"Shawn, slow down." a voice came from behind him. "huh," he turned around, "sorry. Didn't mean to walk too fast for ya." he said. Lina caught up to him and said, "What's wrong?" Shawn turned to her and replied, "I haven't sensed an undead patrol since we left from the beuto capital. I'm a bit worried about your hometown of Tikal." Lina gasped, "You don't think it's destroyed do you?" she asked.

"Why else wouldn't their be any patrols around. If your hometown is gone then he would no longer need the patrols around here and would move them onward." Shawn said looking around. "Then lets hurry." Lina said and started running. Shawn looked ahead and took off after her.

When they arrived they found Tikal in one peace. Shawn and Lina walked into town and walked to Lina's tavern.

"Hello, how may I..... Lina, is that you?" the one of the waitress said. "Yep ,Jenny, I've come home for a short while." Lina replied and ran up to her friend. "After you left and never came back, I thought you were dead." Jenny said. "After I left here, lots of things happened," Lina said, " but, if it wasn't for Shawn here, I wouldn't be here." Jenny looked over at Shawn "Your the one who saved Lina from the those three idiots 9 years ago arn't you?" Shawn looked at her and nodded.

"Well, you do realize that you forgot something when you left don't you." Jenny said and smirked. Lina looked at her hard and shook her head no. "You forgot your mothers necklace, you know the one that you wore all the time before that incident 9 years ago." Jenny said and reached into her pocket and pulled out a silver necklace with a pendent on it. The pendent was a blue gem with silver around some of it with markings on the silver.

"I can't believe that I forgot this!" Lina said as she put the necklace around her neck. Shawn walked up to Lina "Sorry, to break up your reuion, we can't stay long, we're expected else where." he said. Lina looked at Shawn and then at Jenny, "Sorry, but it was good to see that the town is still here. I'll come back when I get a chance, I promise."

Lina said her goodbyes and left with Shawn. As they left the town, Shawn stopped dead in his tracks. "Shawn, are you ok?" Lina asked him. Shawn looked at Lina and said "They're coming." Lina, puzzled by what Shawn said just looked at him. Shawn pointed ahead of them and said "The reason we didn't run into any patrols is because he sent his Hell Riders to ravenge Tikal."

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Dirtbag

01-19-2000, 04:40 PM

Sorry, Meteor, I don't think you quite got all the details down yet.

Gebohq

01-19-2000, 05:12 PM

(non-story: JK, I don't know about everyone else, but I'd be glad to see another person join in the story to write. But your entrance was a little out of place, I say join in as a native to the story(that would mean changing characteristics about you that are specific to the star wars universe, as many of our characters have. Anyway, I'm back from witer's block and have a whole slew of posts to string that would be worthy of Merlin!....or not. Here's to make up.)

*Several days had passed since Gebohq and Tessa made their feelings known to each other. Over that time, the bond between them grew. They were more open to each other, on the same plane of understanding. Gebohq continued to teach Tessa, but he felt he gained more from being around her than she had with him.*

*The sun drifted down behind the Misty mountains. The white misty sky permeated with orange, then red, continued with purple and finished with the dark blue of night. The hours passed, Gebohq and Tessa continually enjoying each other's company. Midnight came around, yet they were totally enthralled with each other. Inside Gebohq's hermitage, they carried on with their conversation. They were both sitting at the table, the chairs they occupied facing each other instead of the table. As Gebohq talked with Tessa, he felt as if his mind was drunk, the light buzz that makes you feel you can do anything. It may have been that it was late at night, but Gebohq thought to himself, it was probably because how he felt about Tessa*

Gebohq: //What a life I've lived! I've done so many things, but never have I felt so...joyous. I feel like I could fly; my mind feels so light and giddy. Listen to myself! I've become nearly obsessed with Tessa, it's illogical. Yet I wouldn't want the feeling to go away for the world! I wonder if she feels the same...// "...and sometimes I feel like I could stare into nothingness for an eternity, contemplating over trivial things."

Tessa: "Your wierd", she said jokingly.

Gebohq: "Oh you think that's wierd?" Using a mock-narration voice, he continued "you haven't even begun to understand the meesteries of life."

Tessa: (after laughing)"You crack me up. I love you."

Gebohq: "I love you too." He replied with more meaning than the words could ever convey.

*With her hands, Tessa took hold of Gebohq's hands and gestured for them to get up. As they stood, Tessa swung Gebohq in a half-circle, drawing them closer to their beds and at the same time drawing Gebohq's body to hers. Her chest and hips were against his, her mouth right next to his ear.*

Tessa: (wispering)"Let's make love then. Right now."

*On the outside, Gebohq showed no emotional change, but on the inside he almost felt like he was mentally hyperventilating.*

Gebohq: //What am I going to do? I love her, I feel ready, but is it time? I feel as if we should make some form of commitment. To just give in to our urges seems wrong somehow. Doing this would be giving her my most intimate self, my whole inner soul. Am I ready for that? I feel as if nothing could seperate us, but it's been such a short time. What's to say our feelings won't change? But what am I going to say to her, I'm not ready? Will she understand my need for such a commitment-//

Tessa: "What's wrong?"

Gebohq: "I...I...I don't know if I can go through with this."

Tessa: "Sure you can, you just need to have the right stimulation.."

*Tessa brushed her hips against his, but Gebohq backed off quickly.*

Gebohq: "I'm sorry. I don't want things between us to change, but you have to understand that I need to go through some form of commitment before I feel ready morally. Do you understand?"

*Tessa looked at him understanding, but then as if a horrible thought had entered her head, she snapped to a more pleaful look and walked to Gebohq.*

Tessa: "But you have to! I can't live without your love!"

Gebohq: "Why are you being so forceful about it?" Seeing that something was bothering her, he continued "What is the matter? Why do you feel that you need to do this?"

*Before she could respond, a voice all too familiar came from the entrance to Gebohq's hermitage.*

Voice: "Because if she doesn't seduce you, she won't win Bazaal's favor."

*Gebohq spun around to face the entrance. His face turned to horror as he saw a young man in his early twenties, lanky in appearance, but with an air of charisma surrounding him, his dark cloths blending with the darkness. His brown hair formed a natural V-shape, his hair coming to little points on his forehead. His head slightly down, his deep blue eyes were fixed on Gebohq, a malicious smile grew on his face. Apathis had begun his revenge on Gebohq. Apathis started walking towards him, continuing.*

Apathis: "If she can't turn you to work with us, she'll never hope to raise her status in Bazaal's eyes. She needed to use you to get what she wanted."

Gebohq: "Your-your not real. You can't be. I-I.."

Apathis: "Destroyed me? Hardly. I was merely...in a coma, so to speak. You could never defeat me so easily."

*Having been in a state of shock, Apathis previous words had only sunk into Gebohq's mind now, the mental cloud growing even more. Gebohq spun around again to face Tessa, who was nearly in tears.*

Gebohq: "How could you do this?"

Tessa: "I was going to-to tell you." Tears began to streak down her face. "But it's not how he explained it-*quick inhale*-at all. I *sniff* had to come here and-*sob*-try to do ask Bazaal ask or-*sob*-he was going to kill*sniff*-kill my parents and-"

Gebohq: "You said your parents were dead", he said coldly.

Tessa: "-I-I mean--*sniff*-they might as well have been dead. They've been held prisioners by-*sob*-Bazaal. I haven't been able to-*sniff*-see them since he took me. I had to do it, don't you understand? He was going to -*sob*-kill my parents if I didn't."

Gebohq: "And that's why you knew my name. Bazaal told you my name. How do I know your not lying again, huh? How can I base anything you've said to me to be true? Has our relationship meant NOTHING to you?"

Tessa: "No-I mean-"

Gebohq: "How can I take anything you say now to be true, huh? Answer me!"

Tessa: "Why would I lie to you now? What reason is there for me to lie to you? And our relationship has meant everything to me! I was suppose to turn you over quicker, but I couldn't bring myself to it. I love you."

Gebohq: "You don't mean that....Get away from me."

Tessa: "Geb-"

Gebohq: "I said GET AWAY FROM ME!"

*The volume of his voice, one that had never been heard before, scared Tessa into the corner of the room. Gebohq continued to stare at Tessa, all he could see in her was betrayal. Apathis' voice broke the silence, speaking very calm and cooly, almost hypnotic.*

Apathis: "She has turned her back on you. You have nothing in this world now. But not all is lost, I can help you. Take her mind, make her do as you wish."

*Even though the cloud of anger had covered his mind, he could still sense Apathis' true agenda, of trying to turn Gebohq to their side. No, invading her mind would not solve his problem. He turned his attention to Apathis.*

Gebohq: "I will never become one of you, no matter how much others hurt me."

Apathis: "Look here, I'm offering you a deal you can't refuse. Live a life where you mean something...or suffer the consequences."

Gebohq: "I'd rather die than join Bazaal."

Apathis: "Suit yourself. Just remember, what you did before will only deley the inevitable at most."

*Gebohq knew he was right. Gebohq would have to end this physically. Apathis and Gebohq faced off, Tessa watching in the corner. The air around them was stiff with their auras.*

[This message has been edited by Gebohq (edited January 19, 2000).]

Gebohq

01-19-2000, 06:04 PM

*The room Apathis and Gebohq occupied felt so stiff now that any movement by either would cause the whole place to enter chaos. Gebohq stared at Apathis, head level, with a serious appearance on his face, almost looking sad. Apathis stared at Gebohq, head slightly down, pupils staring right at his. Gebohq felt so compelled to turn away in reflex of someone staring at him, but he held firm. Apathis' mouth started to form a half-smile, as if Gebohq was the most insignificant thing ever.*

Apathis: "I think it's time to give back to you what you gave to me. You don't think I haven't learned a few things over the years, have you?"

*Drawing upon magic he learned from Kircha the illusionist, Apathis looked to the ground, then lifted his head level with Gebohq's. Though Apathis did not look like Gebohq physically, Gebohq felt as if Apathis had changed himself. It was like looking into a mirror and seeing his soul. Gebohq was not nearly as scared as what Apathis began to do. Apathis began to speak, and he sounded exactly like Gebohq.*

Apathis: "Why do you try facing yourself Gebohq?!"

*Gebohq remembered all too well what Apathis was refering to. Apathis was delevering the same speech Gebohq gave to him when he had last faced Apathis.*

Apathis: "What do you do if you don't care about anyone but yourself? You become selfish and without direction."

*Gebohq cringed in digust of his own voice. It sounded so arrogant, so egotistical, and worse of all, so painful. It was a horrible voice Gebohq thought, how could anyone stand it? Gebohq forced himself to not cover his ears and retaliate.*

Gebohq: "I'm not selfish. I think about others before myself."

Apathis: "Don't delude yourself! You turned your back on your friends when they were willing to sacrifice their lives to try to stop Bazaal again. You ran away from your problems, thinking only about your own well being. And you know I'm telling the truth...because I am you."

*Gebohq fell to the floor, not being able to stand listening to his own voice uttering those words which were so true. Tessa looked on helplessly at Gebohq, then turned to Apathis.*

Tessa: "What have you done to him? How could he believe what your saying is true?"

Apathis: "How could he believe what you were saying was true? In his modest mind, he still can't cope with anything about himself being good. To him, hearing himself is the worst thing that could happen to him. Well, he'll soon find out that there is even worse indeed."

*Apathis then began to walk towards Gebohq. Realizing that Apathis was about to fight him, Gebohq raised up off the ground, readying himself in a defense position. But Gebohq was still obsessing over the words he had just heard, which left him vulnerable to Apathis' attacks. Apathis first took his right arm, brought it to his left, raised his fist and bent his elbow in a right angle to form an backwards L-shape. With a quick swipe, Apathis brought his arm to his right, connecting his fist with Gebohq's head, sending Gebohq spinning backwards. Apathis then held his hands to form his arms into a club and as if he was cutting down a tree, brought his arms to Gebohq's side, between his chest and stomach. Gebohq doubled over at the blow, which Apathis took the opportunity to use his arms again to strike the back of his head, sending Gebohq to the floor. Apathis started to bring down his foot to Gebohq's face, a mistake on his part, for Gebohq even in his condition was able to grab his foot and swing it to the side, flying Apathis to the wall. Gebohq got up from the floor, readying himself again.*

*Apathis quickly regained himself, now scowling at his minor defeat. Apathis charged at Gebohq, ready to deliver his punch in Gebohq's chest. But as even Tessa knew, you could use your enemy's power against himself, which Gebohq did. Gebohq grabbed his arm and pulled it towards the direction Apathis was running. The momentum threw Apathis off, leaving Gebohq available to extend his fist to connect with Apathis' stomach. Apathis doubled over and Gebohq took his head and lifted it up. With all the anger towards Apathis' face, which Gebohq still saw himself in, he let loose a flurry of punches. One particular punch though Apathis had bent backwards to avoid and trying to regain his balance, took a few steps backwards, which luckily for him lead him to avoid Gebohq's swing kick. While Gebohq was trying to regain control from his failed attempt, Apathis connected to Gebohq's head, sending him to near unconciousness. Apathis was in a position to finish off Gebohq, but instead walked away.*

Apathis: "I could kill you right now, but I'll do something much worse. Much, much worse for you."

*Apathis then jutted his hands forewards. Mimicking his action, a stone hand came out of the ground and grabbed Gebohq from behind. The middle finger lifted Gebohq's head into position so that he would have to watch whatever terrible act Apathis had in plan. Apathis then turned to Tessa, who looked at Apathis in horror.*

Apathis: "You know you want me. You can't avoid it."

Tessa: "No...no....get away you monster!"

*But already the effects of Apathis' charisma and his hypnotic voice were working on Tessa. She was mentally struggling with him, but her willpower was slipping. Finally, when she couldn't hold on to her mind any longer, Apathis invaded her mind. Her eyes went vacent and she stared at Apathis.*

Tessa: "What do you desire Apathis?"

*Apathis grinned, drawing closer to Tessa's body. Gebohq watched in horror as he knew perfectly what Apathis had in mind. He had no choice but to witness Apathis take Tessa physically, to watch him take the action that was suppose to express your deepest self and warp it to a meaningless act. After watching Apathis carry out his act and then walk off with Tessa, he colapsed to the floor. Even though the stone hand was no longer keeping him restrained, he knew there was no use in going after her. He had failed, and life meant nothing now.*

*Thunder boomed in the distance and the rain began to pour down.*

[This message has been edited by Gebohq (edited January 20, 2000).]

JK [Meteor]

01-19-2000, 06:38 PM

(ns: OK, but what did I do wrong? Now I hope this sounds good..... And I don't know, but is Ping_Me a robot or something?)

Meteor looked at the night sky. The stars shone brightly. He took out a book and opened it. In it was 1 word:

midnight

He checked the time: about one minute till midnight.

Meteor lived in a house on one of the highest mountain within 100 miles. There were no trees, nothing to block him from seeing the stars. And that night, in one minute, he would see what he had waited all his life to see. He checked the time again. Exactly one minute. He had to see it!! He waited..... 45 seconds, 44 seconds....... 10, 5 4 3 2 1!!! The ground started rumbling. He looked up. The comet passed by..... No, it didn't!!! He kept looking.... It was coming closer!! He ran into the house and grabbed a tiny telescope. Wait, he didn't need it!! It was still coming closer. He started to worry..... Suddenly he turned around and started running. He kept running.... Suddenly the ground seemed to fly away from his feet, and he was flying forward. He hit the ground and turned to see his house destroyed. He looked up again. About five more meteors at least twice as big were coming down!! He turned to run, but he was thrown into the air and smashed into the ground. Then he was knocked-out.
He woke up lying on the ground with Ping_Me looking at him. He jumped and tried to get up, but his back felt like it was broken. Then he saw Ping_Me. "Ping_Me!!" He said, "You again!! I haven't see you since you saved my life 9 years ago!! It seems you've saved me again." He tried to get up again, but Ping_Me said, "Don't try to move. If you don't move, you'll be better tomorrow." Ping_Me got up and walked to Scout and Sakana. Meteor tried to listen to what they were saying, but he couldn't hear.

//I have to find out what happened!!// He thought. He looked carefully at the stars. //Where am I, anyway?// Then he closed his eyes. //I'll be better tomorrow.// He though, and he fell asleep.

(ns: "Meteor wakes up the next day and finds a sword called 'JK'." Whether he trips on it while getting up, or whatever, please add that. It's one thing that isn't SW that is a part of Meteor. Thanks.)

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Ping_Me

01-19-2000, 06:39 PM

Good job Gebhoq!

JK [Meteor]

01-19-2000, 06:39 PM

yeah!!

[This message has been edited by JK [Meteor] (edited January 19, 2000).]

Ping_Me

01-19-2000, 06:59 PM

Ping_Me is a being made of pure electrical energy and light. He is completely computer generated, kinda like a hologram only more physical than that. He can modify any energy he absorbs and modify it for his own life force, and manifest it toward to generation of an energy sword and projectiles. He has the traits of a computer and (now) has a full compliment of emotions.

Oh yeah, about your post right there JK, Kinda funny finding a tree in the middle of a barren desert. http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif

Space_Orca

01-20-2000, 05:24 AM

Just at that moment, Dirtbag bounded up to Ping, Meteor, Scout, and Sakana. "Hi-de-ho, creatures! Look what I brought!" Dirtbag announced, and with a mischevious smile, removed a small, gleaming piece of silver. Sakana stared in amazement.
"Its from Concilium Ex Deo." He said, confirming everyone's thoughts.
"Where is it?" Ping asked, eying the small rodent with anger.
"Uh, in Orca's bag." Dirtbag responded. "He's right. The dark emission was Concilium Ex Deo trapped in there... it is some kind of a prison for the sword." Sakana said, his brow furrowed in thought.
"If Orca is following the path he was when we met him and at normal speed... we should be just 3 kilometers behind! Easy distance to cover at the speed of a Roc. Come on, we have to get going! We can't let that sword be destroyed!" Ping announced, after having done some quick calculations.
"Quick, jump on!" Scout shouted, bringing the Roc down into boarding position. Everyone tunbled on, Meteor still looking very confused. He didn't really know what was going on in this world, it all seemed so confusing. Then he saw a long sword resting on the Roc's wing.
"Hey, whats that sword?" Meteor questioned, looking at the nearby Sakana.
"I don't know. I haven't seen it before, but it dosn't give off any evil signature. Its yours if you want it." Sakana replied.
Meteor carefully navigated over to the sword. Scrawled on its side were ancient insriptions reading JK. Meteor picked up the sword, and jumped back onto the Roc's back.
It was just a second later when Scout cried out that she had spotted Orca. Indeed, four figures stood in the sand, already alerted, weapons ready. "The problem with Rocs is that they aren't very stealthy." Sakana grunted.
The bird gracefully landed, its wings swept back. Meteor, Scout, Sakana, and Ping climed off the back of the Roc. Dirtbag, who had acoompanied them, scurried behind a small desert plant to watch the fight.
Orca stared at the four lightside warriors, then slowly withdrew his Lightsaber. Baza drew his sleek cutlass, and got ready with his petrifying gaze. Hecklord drew his long crossbow and aimed it toward the party. Horaya started chanting magical words, preparing his magics for battle. But Orca ordered them to stay back a bit. Scout and Meteor rushed forward, followed soon by Sakana and Ping. As the four charged, Orca slowly drew his red, glowing sword, and pointed it at the four. It shone with a red, glowing light, and then Scout, Sakana, and Meteor started to run.
"Where are you going?" Ping shouted, before realizing what Orca held was a fearblade, which didn't effect a computerized being. "It looks like we get a chance to meet on the field of battle." Ping said grimly as he set battle mode on double-double. Twin lightstaffs flickered into Ping's hands, seeming to twirl in defensive posture on their own accord.
Orca only smiled and swung his lightsaber. "I'm much more powerful then when you last met me." Orca hissed.
"Really? Prove it!" Ping shouted, charging at Orca. Orca said some magic words, and a fireball stopped Ping in his tracks. "Your powerful!" Ping exclaimed, before launching a flip and landing behind Orca. Orca spun to face Ping, letting his Lightsaber absorb all four blows coming from Ping. He then retreated back a bit. Ping, sensing his advantage, sprung forward. He found himself flying right into a wall of fire! Ping cried out, jumping backwards. Then Horaya and Orca started to chant together, and a giant ball of destrutive energy encompassed Ping. Ping tried to absorb it, but it was too powerful. Ping fell to the ground, but suddenly a Roc swooped by, and Ping was lifted onboard by Sakana. Scout and Meteor also sat onboard. Orca smiled.
"Retreat, while you still can." Orca announced, but there was no need. The Roc was flying up into the sky. "Come, lets continue. It is only two more days hike if we hurry. I hope those four won't bother us anymore." Orca said, gesturing to Horaya, Baza, and Hecklord.

Dirtbag

01-20-2000, 12:38 PM

Okay, if you're going to play that way, I have to make one correction of my own. Say Dirtbag appears to Ping and Sakana with the shard, then disappears before they find Scout. In case I didn't make it clear enough before, at no time are Scout and Dirtbag to be in the same place at the same time. Dirtbag can't even appear anywhere if Scout is accounted for elsewhere. If that's clear, then very good, onward and upward!

Gebohq

01-20-2000, 01:03 PM

*The rain poured down as Apathis and Tessa made their way to Bazaal's fortress. The two finally reached the huge double doors of the dark towers, Apathis shaking the rain off his cloths while Tessa stood there like the mindless drone she was. The two then continued to walk through the laberinth of corridors when they ran into Jason Argos.*

Apathis: "Hello Jason, have we met? The name's Apathis. How's your "lessons" been?"

Jason: "Errr....fine I suppose-"

Apathis: "Has Jessica been good for you?"

Jason: "Well....-"

Apathis: "She's getting boring, right? Here, have her." (Apathis pulls Tessa in front of Jason) "She'll show you a few more things about women." he added with a smirk on his face.

*Apathis exits Tessa's mind as if her usefulness was wasted. For most, letting go of control ofanother's mind is very difficult, often someone else has to invade their minds and push the other's out. Apathis however had never attached himself to the minds he invaded, so he could care less about seperating from them. Apathis then looks at Jason.*

Apathis: "What ar eyou waiting for. Go ahead, enjoy it."

*After his hesitation, Jason took Tessa's mind. Jason smiled at the new power he had and left with Tessa. Apathis continued to his quarters when Bazaal appeared in front of Apathis once again. Bazaal walked alongside him as they went down the corridors.*

Bazaal: "I assume all things went well."

Apathis: "Of course sir. We will never have to worry about Gebohq again."

*Bazaal was not conviced about how Apathis hadd worded his sucess.*

Bazaal: "What did you do to him?"

Apathis: "I completely crushed his will to live and-"

Bazaal: "IDIOT, he had no self-esteem to begin with! The whole point of going out there was to kill him! He's as much of a threat as he was before, the other members of Merlin's pathetic party could find him and drag him along to help."

Apathis: "But what use will he be to them?"

Bazaal: "Who knows? Their weakness in being compassionate to others always befuddled me. Eliminating Gebohq would have just been one less thing to think about. You couldn't even follow those orders now, so I'm here by decommisioning you. Leave now or suffer the consequences."

Apathis: "Sure, I'll do that. You won't stand a chance you old geezer, you'll die before your legacy can live on."

*Apathis then stormed back out of Bazaal's fortress, making his way to the dead forest surrounding the Dark Towers. The rain continued to pour down as the sun fell.*
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*Inside Gebohq's hermitage, the rain outside could be heard. The muffled sound echoed in the empty room Gebohq called home. It was past midnight when Gebohq stepped back in.*

*Drenched by the rain, Gebohq looked more depressed than anything. The wet drops ran down his face, which still showed his rage and depression. He had just came back from fighting minions of Bazaal's that had infested the mountains ever since they had been renamed the Misty Mountains. Fighting the few bad guys did not make Gebohq feel any better.

*The rage building up from remembering what had happened last night, he took his sword and swung it chaotically. In his fury, Gebohq's word sliced the chairs and the table. He only stopped when he hit the stone wall, which physically hurted him. Gebohq sat down on his bed, brooding in his turbulant thoughts. He felt as if he was drunk, or perhaps drunk after a hangover. It was probably because it was late at night, but Gebohq thought it was most likely because of what had happened yesterday. Before falling asleep much later, one last mental thought was passing through his head.*

*Gebohq had played the vision through his head many times, but only now did it seem most vivid. What Gebohq saw was a mental projection of two figures battling between themselves. The first figure was a knight clad in white armor, which seemed to glow. In one hand was a double-edged sword and in the other, a simple white shield with a reflective surface. His enemy was very vague in shape, he was like a shadow that blended in the darkness surrounding them. The dark figure swiped at the knight all around and even though the knight was trying his best to keep up, he could not keep himself from being scathed. The fight between the two never seemed to end, and Gebohq felt somehow he was a part of it, so feeling the intensity of the battle made Gebohq weary.*

*Gebohq fell asleep, though he would not have a good night's rest. The lightning cracked as the rain continued to pour on down*

--Thanks Ping for the compliment (I try to please). And I'll probaby post more, but they will be just character indepth on Apathis and Gebohq. When(if, sniff) the party decides to come try to get me, make it interesting! (Let's assume that when they arrive, it has only been a couple days since Gebohq's episode with Apathis)--

[This message has been edited by Gebohq (edited January 21, 2000).]

Arbiter

01-20-2000, 08:37 PM

(NSP(Non Story Post- duh) hey guys, I'm Arbiter. Some of you may've seen my posts on Sith Hell or the NES thread. I would like to join this one, if you'll have me. I intend for my character to have a japanese name and features that are have japanese origin. His name is Kogishunjun, which means to be in doubt and unable to decide. He's always called Kogi by everyone. His sword is called Kennan. I would rather you approve this character before I started in on the story.( also giving me time to fully form my thoughts))

[This message has been edited by Arbiter (edited January 20, 2000).]

Ping_Me

01-20-2000, 09:28 PM

A general gloom now weighed upon the now four members of the party. Hours ago they had returned to Merlin's Citadel. They slumped in chairs and sofa's around a newly built fire burning in the bowl that ad long ago housed Merlin's fire. Ping's form was beginning to fade in and out. He had taken a little too much damage in the battle with Orca. Everyone was concerned, but Ping wasn't really caring. Meteor simply scratched his head in confusion. "What now?" Was the question that broke the silence. It came from Metoer.

"What do you mean what now?" Sakana said irritated. It bugged him that they had lost yet another battle, that and he was forced to run away from a sword he would normally pick his teeth with.

"Orca has the upper hand." Ping admitted sullenly. "There's nothing we can do now."

"But Orca's going to defeat Bazaal right? This is a good thing! So what's with this sword? Who cares about it?" Meteor said.

Ping nodded in thought. "But Orca has been corrupted by power. He may be as powerful as Bazaal, but he has nothing Good driving him. At this rate, if he defeats Bazaal, he will become as great or greater an evil than Bazaal."

"So we got to beat Orca?" Meteor said.

"We just found that quite useless. At least we got close to Bazaal. Well I say "we". I wasn't actually there. I was....." He trailed off.

"You know, we can still bring her back." Sakana noted. Ping looked at him and sighed. He continued, "We all ran away from that Fear Blade. But you didn't. Perhaps she wouldn't either since she's like you."

"I'm just afraid of what she will be if we do restart her. I don't know if she would still be under Bazaal's control..."

"I told you before that we can replace the person controlling her. But it will be contol. She won't have too much free will of her own."

"I don't know too much about this," Meteor interjected, "But Bazaal was evil and would desire more control over her. If a good person contols her wouldn't that person use none or less of that control. The way you guys talk it seems that all you've seen is that evil side."

Ping and Sakana looked at each other. "The kid has a point." Sakana said.

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Ji'tory swam though an endless darkness. It was like a bad dream. One of those where you swim through pitch blackness with unknown slimy things gripping at you. She had entered this dream minutes ago, from what seemed like some fantasy land. A land that looked good, but felt wrong. Now she knew she was fighting to get away from all of it. Fighting to escape from somthing. In front of her flashed memories. Distant memories, almost like someone elses. An old man lying dead on the floor, an band of warriors around her. But then everything faded to grey, she had been there ever since.

She continued to swim for her life. Her lungs were burning, her legs were burning, her arms were burning. Burning with the pain of over exertion as she struggle to break free. She continued to slip and slip and slip....

She was cold, was her first thought. The next was the fact that a hand was wrapped tightly across her mouth. The room she was in was dark. Only a small fraction of a moonbeam slipped though an open window. The next thing she realised was that she was completely naked. She was in total shock. Summoning all her strength she fought against the hands that restrained her. She tried to scream, but whoever was holding her forbidded it."

"Please miss, calm down!" Came a whisper from behind her. The wisper was raspy. "I'm trying to help you if you'll let me!" The voice grunted under the effort to keep her calm. His hand was still clamped over her mouth. After a minute she lost the energy to struggle. She breathed heavily through her nose. "I'm going to let you go now, I'm going to get you out of here, I know you are confused, just trust me." She slumped in submission. The hands restraining her let go and the figure came around in front of her.

She couldn't see much in the darkness of the room. All she could see was a hooded figure adressing her. "Your reaction is normal and understandable. You have great will to be able to fight through the spell. There is no time to explain. Put these clothes on." He handed her a small bundle, which she took and put on. It was essentially a cloak that slipped on over the head. "Follow me and stay as quiet as you can." She got up from a bed of cushins and they left the room through a side door. She realized they were in some palace that she knew from some distant memory. She followed the hooded man though and endless series of corridors and staircases untill they reached what seemed to be a waste room. The man shut the wooden door behind them. He then proceeded to lift a heavy metal grate from the floor, revealing a pitch black hole. He pulled back his hood. It revealed a greenish face with a huge scar over one unusable eye. "You must follow this tunnel to the shore line where it comes out. There you must follow it untill you reach a small wharf. I've made arrangements for a boat to meet you there."

"Wait, what is all this? What's going on?" she said, her mind in an utter fog.

"There is no time to explain. All I can tell you is that you've been under the contol of the Dark Wizard Bazaal now for nine years. I'm sorry. It is vital that you go now, both of our lives are at stake." She looked at the dark hole in fear. "GO!" She looked at him in anger an jumped into the black hole. Her feet splashed in freezing cold water, about ankle deep. Looking up the strange goblin carefully closed the grate. "Good luck." He wispered down to her and was gone. She built up her courage and trudged through to waterway for hours untill she reached the outlet. A mild night wind blew across the rocky coast. Above her, towering peaks crested in unimaginable heights. Taking the strange man's advise she made her way along the sands until hours later, with the dawn, she reached a small dock. A boat waited there in the early morning fog. The oarsman gestured to her and she got in. Within minutes they were rowing along the rocky coast farther and farther away from that place.

"Frag told me to tell you about what's happened to you."

"Frag?" she said in suprise, the man hadn't said anything untill now.

"The goblin whom you met. I'm honored to meet one of the heroes."

"What?" she asked increduloulsly.

"Heh." The oarsman chuckled. He began to fill her in on all the details of the past nine years. Some of it gleaned from what the oarsman knew from his own experience, the rest from what Frag had known. As she heard the details the fog began to lift in the atmosphere and in her mind.

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Frag, racing back through Bazaal's palace along with the other dark wizards and soldiers. An alarm was ringing in the distance. Frag knew his plan was going perfectly. They enetered the throne room to a fuming and raging Bazaal. Frag immeadiately became chaos and evil. Bazaal looked intently into all of thier eyes. He didn't need to ask questions. After surveying all of them (bug included) he found no explaination for Ji'tory's dissapearance. Bazaal growled deeply. "APATHIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed at nothing.

Frag secretly smiled. Everything went according to plan. He would see the end of Bazaal yet.

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"So how do we start this thing?" Ping asked.

"Bazaal set it up so that the person who controls would have to expend too much energy in the contoling. Essentially it uses the person's basic personality traits to develop the connection."

"How do we break Bazaal's connection?"

"It's simple here because we're so far away from him. Just stand over there." He pointed and Ping stood there. Sakana did all sorts of weird things. He used a little bit of magic here and a little banging there. Finally he placed his hands on top of the device and squinted. Ping looked on as a light grew around both Sakana and the device. There was a snapping sound and the blinding light was gone. Sakana slumped with a little exhaustion. "There I've broken the connection. I don't doubt that if we were closer to Bazaal that he would feel it. But again were far away." He walked around it and examined the various components. "Okay, I have no way of knowing whether or not this will work, but here goes. I'm going to start the association." He fiddled magically with a component. A beam shot out and traced across Ping. When it reached his feet, it vanished.

"Looks like we've got it. Now we need to charge it. This is going to be the roughest part for me personally." Sakana stood for a long time with his hand son the device. Ping wondered at one point if he had fallen asleep. A constant glow passed between Sakana and the device. Finally the glow subsided and Sakana slumped to the ground.

"Sakana !" Pign rushed over to help him, but Sakana simply waved his hand. "I'll be alright... " He coughed, "I'm going to take a nice long sleep after this." he laughed. "Okay... all you need to do now is activate it."

"How do you do that?" Ping asked.

"Would you believe it's as simple as flipping that little switch on the side of it?"

"Where?"

"Just kidding." he said with a smile. "There's one last fail safe. You'll need to place your hand in that small slot in the side. If everything I know about this whole thing is correct, it should scan you and designate you as the operator. That means only you can turn it on or off."

Ping stepped over to one side of it and found the small hand sized hole to put his hand in. He did so and waited. A small pause and a jarring bolt of pain shot through him. He saw white for an instant and felt his energy level drop. He jerked his hand out and examined it. Finding it unscathed he looked at Sakana who was smiling sheepishly. Ping wondered if that was another one of his jokes untill he felt an soft hand on his shoulder. At the wrist and up it was robed in white.

Gebohq

01-21-2000, 12:32 PM

Great post Ping! Your involvement with Apathis makes my plans all the better. Let's just say his days are numbered...(Please, no one kill him, I have plans...mwahahahaha.... ). Now to see how this story goes on....

And I've edited my last 3 posts to make more sense....so you know.

[This message has been edited by Gebohq (edited January 21, 2000).]

Ping_Me

01-21-2000, 03:07 PM

I aim to please. http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif

Arbiter, you're welcome to the story. I guess there's two rules here... One no Godlike powers and Two, keep consistant with what's going on. If you haven't yet, go and read The Saga of the Third War (yes it's still on the message board http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif )

I question though how much you and Meteor will be able to develop your characters. We seem to be doing a bit of winding down, and I don't know how much longer this story will last. Right now we have a lot of people after Bazaal's head. Perhaps you can develop your own sub or side plot if you feel that you might get lost in trying to defeat Bazaal. You're very welcome to join us though.

Glad to have you aboard.

Arbiter

01-22-2000, 11:52 AM

Kogi got up and looked around. The skies were an ominous and bruised purple of faint daylight. There was snow on the ground, and it crunched when he walked on it. The skeletal figures of trees dotted the landscape. His hand moved to his sword, and felt nothing. Incredulous, he looked down and saw the entire sword and sheath missing, his belt loop empty. Footsteps approached from behind. Spinning on his heel, he saw nothing.
//My mind must be playing tricks on me.//
The footsteps were there again, and this time, he knew evil was there, behind him. Taking off, he ran toward the horizon, thinking he could outrun the thing behind him. Cresting a hill, he saw a group of undead, staring with milky eyes, looking for a target
//They're looking for me, I know it.//
He skidded to a stop, and changed directions, still running away from the evil he knew was there, gaining on him, never relenting, ever. He was among a crop of dead trees, branches whipping at his face, feet near to freezing. While he was running, he saw how dead this land truly was. A desolate waste of death and decay. Trees were long dead, never to show the signs of life again. The dirt had no grass and a colour of the grayness found only in tundra and permanently hardened by ice. This whole places reminded Kogi of the feeling of despair, a despair so deep it permeated the land and changed it, changed to fit the emotion- dead, alone, and hopeless. Even though he was running as hard as he could, muscles screaming for respite, throat pierced by ice, he knew they were gaining on him. They would persue him if he could run from the Misty Mountains to the End of the world.
//No! Kogi never gives up. Never. I won't let- the ground came up and hit him hard. Grunting, he clawed at the snow for a grip, but it would give him not purchase. The moans of the undead were right behind him and the evil whispered in his ear- You are mine! Kogi screamed, not a scream of pain or despair, but that of rage- a gutteral roar.
"You'll Never get me, Evil one!" Kogi yelled, shaking his fist to nowhere. He knew the situation was near to hopeless, that there was no way out. He saw a great crevasse about 1000 strides ahead. He knew that it was the only way. He would rather die than become a slave to the Sightblighter. Running harder than before, he was at the crevasse and elpt into the darkness below.
// I've beaten you Evil one. You'll never have me!//
Kogi smacked hard into a dirt path. //What in the heavens?// He looked up and saw a citadel. One he knew- Merlin's citadel! He loped toward it, knowing it was his salvation- his haven. The wooden doors opened and he was near to joy. Stepping inside, he walked along a corridor.The doors shut behind him. "I've been waiting." Bazaal said.
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Kogi woke up in a sweat.
//W-Was it a dream?//
He pulled his arm toward his body quickly, and the sword and its sheath were in his hand. Kogi was cold, but sweat was still there. By his chrono, it was near to dawn and he knew that he would start his journey again soon. After breakfast,which consisted of part-stale bread and a cold broth. He knew he had to press on to Merlin's citadel. After finishing breakfast, and pulling on his cloak, Kogi walked out of the cave he had been sleeping and continued on the path to the citadel.

[This message has been edited by Arbiter (edited January 22, 2000).]

JK [Meteor]

01-22-2000, 01:22 PM

(NS: Kid? LOL!!! Meteor is supposed to be a guy that can throw rocks and make fireballs surround them, not very powerful though, they explode and at highest power they can knock a normal person out. (That's not ultrapowerful right?) OK how about this, Meteor isn't human, and when it seems he's a kid he's really alot older. But they think he's a kid and he acts like one. OK? Can that work? Thanks)

Meteor said, 'Who were you talking about? Who's 'she'? Please?!?' Sakana said, 'Just wait Meteor!!! You'll see soon.'

Meteor waited for a short time, then said, 'Where can I find a sheath for my sword, JK?' Ping_Me opened a shelf and took out a sheath. 'Here Meteor.' Said Ping_Me. 'Thanks!!' Meteor said. He took the sheath and attached it the his belt, and put his sword into it. After a few seconds he took the sword out again, and started reading the words. 'JK......' He said, 'I wonder what that means.' Sakana stood up and said, 'Will you be quiet Meteor?!?!? I'm tired.'

Meteor said, 'OK. BTW, do you think.......' Sakana glared at him and he stopped talking. Meteor turned the sword over and started reading the strange letters on the other side. He suddenly looked like he REALLY had to say something. Sakana looked at him for a few seconds, then said, 'OK, you can talk, just be quiet.' Meteor shouted, 'This sword says "Whoever owns this sword will not be so scared at times of fear."!!!' Scout said, 'That's not true, you were running fastest when Orca aimed his Fear Blade at us.' Meteor said, 'Well, maybe just calling a sword mine doesn't mean I own it..... Maybe I have to do more then that..........' Then he closed his eyes. After a few minutes it seemed that he was asleep. 'At last,' said Sakana. But suddenly Meteor was glowing, then the sword started glowing too, then the glowing stopped. Meteor opened his eyes.

Suddenly the window shut. Meteor jumped, and Scout said, 'It still doesn't work.' Meteor said, 'Well, usually when anything like that happens at my house, I scream.'

He opened the window and looked out. //Gebohq would know....// He thought, then wondered why he had. //I don't know what Gebohq means.......//

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Space_Orca

01-22-2000, 02:18 PM

After two days of trudging through the desert, Orca and his companions had finally arrived at the Dark Lakes. Bazaal's troops had much more important things to do than watching four creatures come on with some sword. Bazaal, on the other hand, did not. He saw the sword in Orca's hands. "Concillium Ex Deo!" Bazaal screeched, looking at the sword. He wanted a weapon to wield, one that would suplement his magic. A darkly enchanted Concillium Ex Deo would do nicely! Bazaal gathered a small group of elite undead and then slipped outside. He caught up with Orca and readied himself. He could hold the Good energy of C.E.D. long enough to turn it to dark, he was sure of that. "HALT! I want that sword!" Bazaal screamed at Orca. Orca turned around, a calm look on his face. He whispered something to Horaya, who said a few words, then Orca snickered.
"Here you are." Orca announced without ceremony, hurling the magic sword to Bazaal. Bazaal caught it, and resisted the good energy that would otherwise have hurt him(read last posts of Saga of the Third War), but what he was not prepared for was a magic trap. Fire enveloped his hand and lightning shot through his body. Bazaal dropped the sword just in time, swearing in rage. Orca only smiled. "You get what you ask for, but there is always some fine print." Orca said with a snicker, then he picked up Concilium Ex Deo, which was now disarmed by Horaya. Orca picked it up, walked to the edge of the lake, and threw it in. The sword drifted out into the black waters and Orca twirled to Bazaal just in time to block a flurry of fireballs.
"You have deprived me of my sword, but you will deprive me of nothing else!" Bazaal cried, shooting fireballs, lightning, frost bolts, and magic arrows as fast as his damaged body could manage. Orca's force shield weakened under the barrage, and several undead moved closer. Suddenly, Horaya chanted something and a magic fireball grew in his hands as well. The Undead simply stood, watching in terror as the fireball grew large enough to envelop them all, and then Horaya let go. The eight elite undead became mere dust, but Bazaal's own shield held. Orca started firing Force Destruction back, but neither was really getting anywhere. Suddenly, Baza jumped forward and grabbed Bazaal, staring into the man's dark eyes. Bazaal gaped in terror, then his body slowly turned into stone. Orca spent only enough time to cast Stone to Flesh on Bazaal before grabbing his companions and running for the desert.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

01-22-2000, 06:31 PM

Next to the Dark Lakes the statue of Bazaal sat next to the shore. As the undead toops looked on the grey of the rock faded and returned to normal. Bazaal calmly brushed the dirty claw marks the lizard had left on him and looked on at the lake.

//No chance of getting it now.// he thought. But it was no matter. //That pinhead Orca can get away with thinking he's more powerful for now. He'll slip up soon enough. Then he'll know the darkness of his dungeons.//

Bazaal retuned to his castle.

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Orca, Bazaal should never have been able to touch that sword in the first place.

[This message has been edited by Ping_Me (edited January 22, 2000).]

Dirtbag

01-22-2000, 07:18 PM

Allow me to try and track this history, as I remember it.
1. Bazaal beats you guys, CED falls into rock at base of tower
2. CED given to Orca by a Dark Wizard at Bazaal's command
3. Orca carries CED back to Bazaal's castle to throw it in the lake
4. Bazaal suddenly decides he wants the CED, and fights weakly to get it.
So, to sum up, Bazaal had it for 9 years, gives it away, then decides suddenly he wants it? How bizarre.

-Dirtbag

Ping_Me

01-22-2000, 08:42 PM

D*mn, Dirtbag, you got a point. I didn't even think about that. Obviously Orca didn't either. http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif

Space_Orca

01-23-2000, 07:08 AM

(NSP:You are forgetting Bazaal's evilness and trickery. He knew of Orca's plans and was using C.E.D. to lure Orca to the Dark Lakes, where he could get C.E.D. back, already imprisoned by dark magic(Important!), and he could kill Orca.)
Orca, Hecklord, Baza, and Horaya stood behind a sand dune, the hot afternoon making them feel like they were burning alive. Bazaal's undead were unafected by the heat, and they were searching the desert far and wide for Orca. Orca knew he could destroy them all with a single gesture of his hand. Yes, he was the most powerful being here. But no, then he would have no hope of changing. Once he had killed Bazaal, he would only take his place. Orca knew he had been treading a fine line by the lake in his use of a barrage of Force Destruction, but he used it in protection, and Orca didn't feel any total lust for power... Yet. He slowly withdrew his Lightsaber, letting its glow comfort him. This was one weapon he could use. He suddenly heard the screams of undead warriors finding their prey. Looking up, Orca saw hundreds of skeletons coming over the sanddune. It looked like Bazaal wanted to eliminate competition once and for all. Hecklord looked distressed. Pure skeletons such as these were hard to hit with arrows, but he readied his bow anyway. Baza could not turn the undead to stone, but he also readied himself anyway, preparing to use his claws to his advantage. Horaya started to chant some magical words, but he felt some kind of dark tide coming over him! His access to magic was blocked. Horaya drew his dagger, deciding his old self-defense training might not have been in vain anyway. Orca, however, was the only one truly standing his ground. This turned completly true as a giant creature loomed over the rise. It was a Black Dragon, Bazaal on its back! Horaya realized this was why he was unable to cast spells. Then the evil dragon's fear auroa came over them. Horaya and Hecklord started to run, soon joined by Baza. Orca, however, calmly stood his ground.
"Bazaal, you'll never win." Orca stated flatly, staring straight into Bazaal's eyes. Bazaal was enraged! He had never heard someone speak and eye him so calmly! He jumped forward, but was repulsed by something strange, protection Orca. Orca was in a state of complete calm. Bazaal cried out again, and then the Black Dragon dove at Orca. Orca's calm was shattered. Orca drew fearblade, hoping it would work on the dragon. The dragon slowed, but did not stop. Orca grimly took out his lightsaber, and aimed it to impale the dragon as it came down. This would not stop the dragon from killing Orca as it fell on top of him, but it would give Orca his revenge. Suddenly, an arrow flew from a nearby sanddune. The arrow stuck in the creature's nose, and the Dragon recoiled in pain, letting Orca run. He grabbed Hecklord, who had shot the arrow, and then gestured toward Baza and Horaya. "Get everyone together!" he shouted, watching Bazaal gain control of the dragon again. The huge dragon made a lunge, and Orca ducked out of the way. As the dragon pulled up, however, it grasped Orca in its claws. Orca drew his lightsaber and cut the claw that was holding him just enough to fall. As he did, the lightsaber stuck itself inside the Dragon, and it cried out in pain. Bazaal tried to control it, but the Dragon hurled back toward its home at maximum speed. Meanwhile, Orca fell hard onto the sand. He managed to sit up and see the dragon and undead retreating, then collapsed into uncounciousness.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ji'tory

01-23-2000, 07:19 PM

Well, it's about friggin' time! http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif

Gebohq

01-23-2000, 07:43 PM

Who's this Ji'tory? Or was someone just trying to be funny....

And about Arbiter: Wow! keep this up and you'll make us all look bad! And I'm glad for once there are some original names....what do the rest of you have to say?

Ping_Me

01-23-2000, 07:51 PM

Whoever you are, I see you decided to drag that persona back out. I have a very strong feeling that it is bug. Since that name was used in acociation with the bug character. That and under the Occupation secion of Ji'tory's profile is Rat Stomper. The other thing is Hobbies: Bugging Ping_Me.

Don't mess around with the character "Ji'tory", I have very important plans.

Gebhoq: What do you mean by origional names? I have yet to see an un-origional name yet. Anyway, good start Arbiter.

Arbiter

01-23-2000, 08:19 PM

// This can only get worse.//
Kogi stood at the crest of a hill, fingering the hilt of Kennan nervously. A group of Daemon lords stood about half a mile away. Kogi had heard tell of these monstrosities of the Evil One, even run into a few. They were half again as tall as a normal man, and whose glowing eyes could still even the most courageous man's heart. They had command of the undead- usually 1 per undead Hand, which consisted of about 40-50 undead soldiers.
//Where are their Hands? Lords never stray far from them.//
Despite their apparent weakness, Lords were strong in magic and could easily dispose of any single attacker. Surprise was the only element Kogi had, and he intended to use it. Daemon lords usually had dark, poisoned blades at their side and would readily use them, too. Their swords were magic, too, but dark and tainted. A swipe from that sword could cut a man in half, but a nick would produce a wound that would, at first, fester then debilitate. They could be overcome, however. If downwind and out of sight, a person COULD overcome one or two, if his blade were true and he had a will like a dragon. Kogi was facing 4.
//By Merlin, How am I supposed to take FOUR? Merlin! That's it.//
An enchanted sword, with a spell of light cast on it and with an almost inhuman speed, one could take down 5 or so. It was Kogi's only hope. Muttering the strongest incantation of light he could remember on his sword, Kogi's plan was set in action. Sword glowing with an almost unbearable white light, Kogi crept down the hill at a slow pace. The Lords still did not notice him.
//What are they doing? Conversing with the Evil one himself?//
Kogi was about 100 feet from them now. Unsheathing Kennan, he ran quickly toward his targets. Still they did not notice.
//Why are they not turning to face their attacker?//
"Die, Vile Ones!" Kogi screamed as he was right on top of them. The group turned to face him finally, and Kogi was frozen slightly by their stare, but the attack was on and there was no stopping him. Kogi brought down the first with a diagonal swipe to the right, the second one was caught in the head by the upswing of Kennan. The third was sliced in half vertically by the downstroke at the end of the Densatsu- a move that looked slightly like a V and an I right next to each other. The fourth was decapitated by a single stroke. The last, however, was going to be a harder kill. It had moved away from the group during Kogi's initial attack. It's right hand was in the shape of one who is palming a ball, and its left hand was holding the right wrist. Sure enough, a small ball of magical fire formed in its palm. Eyes wide, Kogi was frozen, entranced by the ball in the things had. It was not the orange-yellow of normal fire, but a sickly green colour one would associate with decay and sickness.
"MOVE!!" Kogi's mind screamed.
The ball was growing, now nine inches in diameter, and would soon be ready to fire. Finally, Kogi's legs unstuck and he moved just in time. The ball had created a six inch deep crater where his feet had been a scant few seconds ago.
//That would have blown my legs off.//
Kogi thought as he strafed to the right. Another fireball barely missed Kogi as he zagged left. The next fireball hit the ground right in front of Kogi, spewing up smoke and dirt. Now on his side, and the fireball on its way, Kogi threw his sword at the Daemon. It struck the thing square in the chest. Screaming, the thing clutched its wound.
//That's a mistake.//
The fireball was still in its hand, and when it clutched the wound the fire spread to the robes the thing was wearing. Kogi's ears were near to bleeding when the thing was dead. Kogi pulled the sword from the ashes. Kogi set fire to the rest of the dead Daemon lords, and when there was nothing left except for smoldering remains, Kogi summoned a whirlwind to spead the ashes, not for any reason other than that ashes of Daemon lords infect the land with disease and kill any crops that are unlucky enough to be nearby. Kogi continued on his journey and set camp over the horizon from where he had killed the Daemon Lords.

[This message has been edited by Arbiter (edited January 23, 2000).]

Ping_Me

01-23-2000, 08:27 PM

During the following twenty-four hours, very little was to be seen of either Ping or Pristine. Eyes would roll however whenever someone heard a laugh or a giggle somewhere in a corner of Merlin's Citadel. But the time came when fun had to be put aside and business had to be taken care of.

Meteor, Scout and Sakana sat around the fire waiting for the couple to come out of hiding. The did appear soon, looking very business like. Pristine appeared as she was so long ago, dressed mostly in white. Meteor about fell over upon seeing the woman everyone was talking about. They took their place among those at the fire. "Orca is hiding something. Bazaal is ravaging the land. There are two pressing matters at hand. Since I was unaffected by his main weapon, the Fearblade, Pristine and I shall go after Orca and the Sword."

"Is that a real good idea? I mean, Orca was more then a match for you. He's probably more then a match for both you and Pristine." Scout observed.

"We have no choice. C.E.D. is the only hope we have of defeating Bazaal." Suddenly a wind filled the hall. A strong wind. Everyone began to brace themselves aginast it. From out of nowhere a large portal open with a bright flash. Everyone shielded their eyes. In the portal thay all saw a picture. It was Orca facing Bazaal and Orca was holding CED. Orca turned around and walked to the edge of a lake. When he reached it he flung the sword with all of his might into the pitch black lake where all present watched it sink to unknown depths. Ping sunk to his knees in defeat.

"What does this mean?!" Sakana said.

"Sword go bye-bye." Meteor joked.

"What are you doing foolin around at a time like this! Don't you know what that sword means!?" Sakana yelled.

"Well, no, not exactly." Meteor said

Sakana gave up. "What are we going to do now?"

"We have to get everyone together and at least try and defeat Bazaal!" Scout said.

"I know that place!" Pristine said.

"What?" Ping said.

"Those are the Dark Lakes. They are to the north. East of Bazaal's fortress." She said. "The Dark Lakes were created in an ancient time, perhaps since the beginning of the world. There are fierce currents in them. No boat can sail on them, no fish live in them. That's what he's doing. He wanted to get rid of the sword completely."

"There's absolutey no way to get it back?" Ping asked.

"The lakes drain into the sea via some underground channel. By now the sword must have been swept out to sea." Pristine's words obviously did not help to brighten the general mood. Ping got up from the floor and began to walk toward the door. "Where are you going?" she asked.

"I'm not giving up. If all you say is true about the Dark Lakes then we would have a better chance of finding it in the ocean."

"You're going to look in the ocean?" Sakana chided.

"It may be a useless pursuit but, somehow I know it needs to be done."

"I think our time would be better spent finding Gebhoq and the others." Sakana said.

"You don't need to come. I'll go by myself. And you're absolutely right. Our time should be spent looking and waiting for the others. But I'm still going."

"Allright, Ping." Sakana said. Ping started for the door again.

"Wait!" Pristine said. Ping turned to look at his love. "I'll come with you." Ping smiled at her. They left with Scout and the others looking on.

Shawn Templar

01-24-2000, 04:46 PM

--sorry for not posting in so long, isp was giving me problems.--

Shawn stood on the outskirts of town watching as the Hell Riders crest a hill. Shawn turned to Lina

"Lina, go back to town and warn everyone of the Hell riders. Tell them to arm themselves and to stay in their houses."

Lina nodded and headed back to town. Shawn looked on as the Hell riders were half way down the hill. Shawn drew his katana and held it in one hand. He reared back his other hand and threw it forward; an energy beam shot from his hand and destroyed two out of the 15 riders.

//looks like things are about to heat up// Shawn thought as the riders approached, now 12 yards away. As rhe riders got within 10 feet of Shawn, they stopped. They stared at Shawn with their hollow eyes. Shawn grinned and put his sword on his shoulder. He held out his hand to them and motioned for them to attack.

"Lets see what you got." Shawn said.

The two riders on either side charged at Shawn waveing their demon like swords. Shawn jumped back as they brought their swords down, hitting nothing but dirt. Shawn jumped at the rider on the right and brought his sword down, spilting the Hell riders skull in half. The rest of the rider and his steed fell apart, Shawn turned to the other rider.

The commander of the riders motioned to the others to push on toward the town. Shawn watched as the rest of the riders rode past him and their comrade. Shawn turned around and saw the hell rider charge him. The rider pulled on the reigns of his steed causeing it to jump at Shawn. Shawn saw this and rolled foward. He held his sword up as the rider and his steed jumped over him. when the rider landed his steed broke apart.

The rider turned to Shawn and slashed at him, he blocked the attack and quickly slashed upward, cutting the rider in half.

"I'm not going to catch up to them in time." Shawn said as he begain running to catch up with the Hell riders ahead of him. "I just hope Lina can hold them off by herself."

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"Are you serious?" a man said from with in the house. "Yes, arm yourself and stay in your house. They should be here and second now." Lina said. The man nodded and shut his door, Lina turned around and headed back to where Shawn was.

Lina stopped in her tracks when she saw the Hell riders entering the town. //Where's Shawn// Lina thought as she drew her sai like swords.
// If he's not here then......No,....He can't be!!!//

Lina looked on as the Hell riders stopped in front of her. Tears begain to form around her eyes, she closed them and yelled out as she charged with her swords in front of her.

The rider in front of her reared back on his skeletal horse stopping Lina in her charge. Lina looked on in horror as the rider brought his horse down knocking Lina to the ground. The rider walked up beside her and brought its sword up above its head. Lina closed her eyes, preparing for the sound of the Hell rider's sword tearing through her body.

She heared the sword hit the ground beside her and opened her eyes to see Shawn had sliced the Hell rider from it's right shoulder to it's left side.

"Did ya miss me?" Shawn said jokingly as he helped her up.

"It just caught me of gaurd thats all." Lina said as she picked her swords up.

"Well, I just dissassembled five back their. Just ten more to go." Shawn said

The riders, now more concerned with the two humans in front of them then finishing their objective, charged at Shawn and Lina. Shawn blocked the onslaught of attacks that two of the riders threw at him, he jumped up and landed on one of the riders skulls, crushing it.

Shawn then spun around with his katana out streched and cut down two riders behind him. Shawn fell foward as the rider behind him sliced his back. Shawn turned around, ran up to the rider and sliced its arm off. He then brought his sword in a downward slice and cut the rider and it's steed in half.

Shawn turned around as he heard their commander trout up behind him.

"It's your move." Shawn said as he held his katana in front of him.
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Lina jumped back and rebound off of the house behind her and slashed through the midsection of the rider in front of her. She looked to either side and saw two more chargeing at her. Lina jumped up as they were approaching her and threw one of her swords at each rider. The swords spiraled as they found their targets and shot out their backs. The riders crummbled as the swords flew through them.

Lina landed and quickly picked up her swords. She looked up as one of the riders brought it's sword down, Lina quickly rolled to the side and sliced it's steed's front legs off. The rider fell foward and landed on one of it's steeds bones, destroying the rider. Lina grabbed her other sword and charged the other rider coming at her. At the last minute. Lina jumped up and spun around in mid air. She brought her swords down into the riders back, the rider crummbled as Lina jumped off.

Lina looked around and saw Shawn faceing the rider's commander.
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Shawn brought his sword up, deflecting commander's hellish sword. Shawn brought his sword around and sliced at the rider horizontally. The rider brougth it's sword down and blocked Shawn's attack and then hit Shawn with the butt of it's sword. Shawn stummbled backward and quickly regained his berings. Shawn looked up as the rider charged at Shawn. Shawn grinned and held out his hand.

"Checkmate." Shawn yelled out as he fired an energy beam from his hand. The beam flew through the air and hit the rider in the head, shattering it.

Lina ran up to Shawn, "Are you alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm alright, you?"

"Yeah, lets tell everyone that it's all clear and head back to the citadel."

Shawn nodded and walked to the nearest house.
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Sakana and the others were startled as they heard footsteps. Everyone drew their weapons and prepared themselves for a fight. They saw two cloaked figures walk into the room. The figures removed thier hoods.

"Shawn, Lina, glad you could make." Sakana yelled.

"Yeah, well, we would have been here soon but we ran into trouble on the way." Shawn said as he and Lina took a seat.

"Well, what did Dragonfly say?" Sakana asked.

Shawn looked up at Sakana and he knew what his answer was.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

[This message has been edited by Shawn Templar (edited January 25, 2000).]

Ping_Me

01-24-2000, 08:14 PM

***Look out Shawn! I just left the citadel. Just replace "Sakana" for "Ping" and you'll be cool.***

Arbiter

01-25-2000, 07:07 PM

(NSP: Perhaps I shoulda made the Daemon Lords more clear. First off, Daemon lords are really not a pleasant thing. They wear cloaks of black and are generally unpleasant looking. They have eyes that make blood run icy, and should be avoided at all costs. Kogi could not avoid them because: A) they were on the path and B) there's not really any way to avoid them except by swingin WAY wide off your path. Kogi is not some maniac. He knew that they needed to be killed and he knew how to kill them. Like in the post, Surprise is the best thing to use against them. I hope that cleared it up a bit. Now, on with the shew)

A few days journey from the Daemon Lords, Kogi was met with a surprise. Another traveler! In good times, travelers were seen all along this road. This era could hardly be called good times by the furthest stretch of the imagination. Kogi knew that travelers oft brought news of the road ahead, if they were traveling in the opposite direction.
"Greetings, fellow traveler." Kogi said.
"Greetings to you too, sir." said the strange.
"I am Kogishunjun, but you can call me Kogi."
"Nice to meet a traveler this way. Name's Marquist."
"Good to meet you, sir. Tell me, What of Merlin's citadel and the road ahead?" Kogi asked, eager to know of the hero.
"You mean to tell me you haven't heard? YOu are from far off, boy. Merlin died. Bazaal rul-" Kogi bit the end off the end of the sentence
"Don't Ever say that name to me!" Kogi near-to-yelled.
"Err, ok. That wizard has won The Third war and murdered Merlin. It happened seven years ago. I am surprised you did not know."
"I can hardly thank you for the news you have brought to me. I really must be going on now." Kogi said.
With that, Kogi ran off down the dirt path. He needed somewhere to rest and think and re-evaluate his mission and reflect. After some time, Kogi could not remember how long he had run or how far he had gone. He finally reached a small pond surrounded by trees. He sat down hard, scattering dust. Kogi looked into the pool and remembered.
He was about twenty when for Third War. He was of the Hijonese, a people who were very secretive but knew about the outside world from those who left and sent messages back. Kogi had decided that he needed to be a part of the Third War. He educated himself on the hierarchy of Bazaal's armies, and possible strategies for fighting. He learned useful magic spells like wards, enchantments, and a few basic offensive spells. He knew that he would need a weapon and spent much time training in various offensive arts. He decided on a special Katana. Working the blacksmith himself, he formed a sword out of a light but durable material and which was about up to his waist. He took much pride in its making and was satisfied with the end result. All the village was out to see him off and he himself was very confident he would see battle soon. Kogi thought over it now, what should've taken him a handful of weeks had taken him seven years. He groped for details from his memory, but were fogged over. He saw the evil one- Bazaal- and a woman which seemed familiar but of whom he had no memory. He hoped that his memory would serve him better. With merlin dead, what was he to do, where was he to go? He wished he hadn't run off from that traveler. He wished he could've asked about what happened to Gebohq. He hoped he would find out soon, because his journey currently had no meaning.
// What is a journey without meaning?//
// Wandering.//
Kogi put his face in his hands and was tormented by his thoughts until sleep finally took him.

[This message has been edited by Arbiter (edited January 25, 2000).]

Scout

01-26-2000, 09:07 PM

Somewhere in a nowhere place swirled pure unexistence. It was not chaos because there was nothing to be unordered, and it was not the void of space because it had no color, not even black.

It was simply nothing.

But there was something within the nothing, and it called itself Scout.

Scout existed within the unexistance, and thus was all of existance, and yet, in the next moment, she was insignificant, as a light shone from far away. It was not cold in the nothing she existed within, indeed there was no real physical sensation, but compared to the light, the void of nothing was as cold as absolute zero. The light was peace, and love, and absolute unity, to a point where Scout couldn't understand it's purity from her own limited experience.

But she wanted to. Moving closer to the light somehow, Scout reached for it. But the light moved away. It longed for her piece just as much as she did, but unfortunately, Scout understood that it wasn't time for her to be inserted into the puzzle.

But then Scout realized that she was not alone with the light in the nothing. There was something else there as well. And opposite the light was a darkness, colder than the absolute zero of nothing, and oozing pain, hopelessness, and utter, complete solitude. And it was reaching for the thing within the void with her.

Before Scout could even begin to process what was happening, the thing that was with her in the nothing seized her, and penetrated her. She was dragged out of the nothing back into the something, and as she went, the thing came with her.

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Scout awoke suddenly, cold sweat pouring from every part of her body. She sat up, holding her head, a massive headache pounding away in her skull. That had started to happen a lot since they got back to the citadel. She wondered if it was because the Dragon's help was unlocking memories her mind didn't want to remember.

Knowing she wasn't going to sleep any more that night, Scout got out of bed and walked out onto the balcony. The cool night air gave her a sweat-beaded body a chill, but she hardly noticed. The sky was starless, almost as if it were a shadow of the dying land beneath it. Almost as if was imitating the darkness she felt inside herself.

Ping_Me

01-27-2000, 08:01 PM

The land was still somewhat desolate, it had not been too long since Ping and Pristine had left the Citadel. The land was brown but still was some vegetaion, if you call briars vegetaion.

It was getting late toward evening and the light was becoming dim. They walked together their combined light illuminating the ground around them. The night had an evil air about it.

"There's someone following us." Pristine whispered to Ping. Ping looked somewhat surprised. He refrained from turning around so as not to alert the follower.

"How long has it been following us?" He replied.

"Since it got dark. I think the light drew him."

"Him?"

"Definitely. His footfalls are heavy even though he tries to disguise them. He's good."

"How can you tell all this?"

"I was created with enhanced senses. What are we going to do?"

"Well together were more than a match for any of Bazaal's flunkies, aren't we? So lets just call him out." Ping said. He turned to the empty air. "Hey! We know you're there, you can come out! We're not going to hurt you!"

They stood there in the fading light and in utter silence. After a while a figure emerged from out of the darkness and into the light. He was average in size with long hair tied in a knot behind his head. He wore a long robe and had a katana tied at his waist. He stood at the edge of the light as if he was still unsure about the two luminous beings before him.

"As you have guessed I have been following you. I saw the light in the evening and decided to find out what it was. I'm wondering if you could help me."

"Well we're kind of busy at the moment..." Ping said.

"Just some directions will do. Do you know Merlin's Citadel?"

"Yes, actually, we just came from there."

The man seemed somewhat taken aback. "I don't really know whether or not I want to go there anymore. I heard upon the road that Merlin had been killed a long time ago. After that all hope left me." The man fell into silence.

Ping looked at Pristine who appeared sympathetic. Ping walked up to the man and smiled at him. "There is a group at the Citadel now. They are planning in the face of all adversity to overthrow Bazaal." The man flinched severely at Bazaal's name. "If you're still interested go there and join them. You're not far away now. You
ve just come a little far north."

The man gazed at Ping. "Thank you my freind. What is your name?"

"I am Ping_Me, just call me Ping. This is my love, Pristine." Ping said adding flourish to 'my love'. Pristine rolled her eyes at him and smiled playfully.

"I am called Kogi. May our paths cross again someday..." He said and walked back into the dark. Ping figured he would still walk for some time before he made camp. He turned away and walked back to Pristine.

"Why didn't you tell him we were part of that group?"

"Well, he might have asked to come with us. Since we're going to find the Sword, it is quite possible that we may face Orca. I'd hate to see that guy with his pride broken after running from that Fearblade. Besides it adds a little mystery to the plot!" Ping added playfully.

Pristine looked at him in surprise as if she didn't know what he was talking about. "Well we should go on now. There's a town ahead, that's about a good five hour walk."

"Right." Ping said.

They walked on into the night. It was strange walking at night without crickets or anything making noise. Just the occasional rustle of a scurrying, scrawny animal. Ping had noticed that the animals in the area were scrawny. For good reason. They had to adapt to an evironment that had changed radically in the last nine years. The air felt dry and stiflingly still. There was no wind here, a striking contrast to the rest of the desert in which the wind howled continuously.

Pristine walked silently. A little too silently. Ping wondered if anything was bothering her. "Are you okay?"

Pristine seemed to struggle with herself. "Ping.... Do you control me?"

"The assimilation with you allows me control over you. But I will not exersise that control. You are you're own person."

"I can feel you there... in the back of my mind. Don't get me wrong though, it's not a bad thing at all. It just feels like it did when Bazaal was my master... It just brings back bad memories."

"I can feel you there too. I've never felt anything like it before. It's like we're bonded together or something." Ping mused. "If it bothers you all that much I suppose you could look at it like we're married..." Ping was cut short by Pristine's body colliding with his own. He soon found himself on the ground face up, looking at Pristine. Her face was beaming and she was laughing joyfully.

"Do you really mean it? Do you think we're married?" She said hopefully.

"Well I suppose that technically we are. Among people marraige is a bond of spirit and flesh. Unbreakable. Each person is an inseperable part of the other person. They are a single unit and spend the rest of their lives together. Since we are both of the same "race" as it were, and we were united when I made the assimilation, I'd take a pretty good guess at saying we're married."

Pristine said nothing and simply gazed into Ping's eyes. She lay on top of him, closed her eyes and sighed.

"Ummmm.... Pristine?" She said nothing. "We have to get to the town? Remember?" Still Pristine didn't say anything but still rested on him. Such emotions that were inside her were indescribable. She felt swept away by them. She contemplated her short existence and all the things that happened inside it. She was newborn but still knew such happiness and sadness for an entire lifetime. It was mind boggling. She simply ignored Ping's words and tried to draw him closer to her, absorb him in a way, so she could have this feeling forever.

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Rule 3: No Pooftahs!
Rule 4: I don't want to catch anyone not drinking.
Rule 5: No Pooftahs!
Rule 6: There is no rule 6.
Rule 7: No Pooftahs!

Space_Orca

01-30-2000, 01:24 PM

NOOOO! I shall not let this story die! As soon as I am ready to write the next part of the story, I SHALL return!

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Gebohq

01-31-2000, 02:33 PM

--The show must go on!--

*Within the Dead Woods, Apathis hid within an aclove of blighted trees and tired boulders. He felt annoyed by the pack of Daemon Lords who were hunting him, and they had no doubt been sent by Bazaal. Why they had been sent were for reasons Apathis didn't care about; only how to escape his present situation mattered to him. He knew the futility of trying to escape the wrath of someone so powerful though. Apathis flipped his hand up and sarcastically muttered "God help me." He slumped down onto the dirt ground.*

*Apathis's thoughts turned to reflection on his life: things like the past encounter with Gebohq, battling Gebohq nine years ago, and seeing him for the first time in these very woods. Just thinking about the past in itself was unusual for him. For what did it matter if he did this instead of that, or for what reasons? He thought to himself that he was more sure of his actions that anyone else. In such an indifferent world, what did it matter if you slaved to make right something that would inevitably be wronged again? That, he was sure, was the reason why there was no right or wrong. If there was, he reasoned, why are the things in life that are called wrong done as if they are right, and visa versa? Almost uncontrollably though, he thought of everything in his life: every moment, every action, every trivial thought, and began to see it in a new light.*

*Those feelings and fleeting thoughts that he had discarded in his mind and locked away was released, and a tidal wave of thoughts poured over his mind. Have I been taking the easy way through life? What if by not making a differnce I damned myself to a life after this which lacks the love I was so numb to before? IS there some greater force that makes this world thrive in unity with His tender, caring touch. Is there a God, and have I I've been so arrogant and childish to think He doesn't exist? The impact the wave of thoughts struck him with had battered his stone soul, and Apathis felt he was the dirt and mud that he stood on.*

*Tears began to run down his cheeks as Apathis relived his past. He felt weak, unsure of himself, alone in these indifferent woods. "You don't exist!" Apathis screamed with all his might, looking at no one point, as if everything around him was the one he was talking to. "I was, am, and always will be right! I'm right because there is no right or wrong!" But Apathis felt his conviction falter; he knew he was lying to himself. "I am not responsible for the actions taken on this earth!" Again, the lies were blatantly obvious to himself. He knew that he was a seed on this earth, and that he hadn't grown, but laid buried and unchanged. He was a rock, and now he was dirt, given the chance to grow for the better. The storm of confusion raged on in his mind, and the shadows of darkness spread viciously through his soul.*

*In his last effort to hold on to himself and everything he had once known to be true, Apathis shrunk into the fetal position, clutching his hands over his hands. Two stone hands of human height rose out of the ground, each on a side of Apathis. Mimicing what Apathis had done with his own hands, the judges of hell solomnly clasped Apathis' small body. The grips on life then sank into the ground, taking Apathis with them, leaving no trace or mark on the earth where he had stood.*
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*The rain that was pouring outside echoed distantly through the ears of Gebohq, who was sprawled across his now unrecognizable bed, appearing much like a dead body. The room he was in was permeated with the darkness and the cold, and its thickness made Gebohq blind and numb. This could of been explained from the fact that it was night and the rain had chilled the air, but Gebohq thought he would probably feel the same way even if it wasn't.*

*Gebohq thought about everything that concerned himself. He questioned his actions, his motives, and even his own beliefs. He thought that if he stayed true to his morals, he could never stray too far wrong, yet he had been proven wrong by Apathis. Gebohq questioned his situation, but it was hard to think with so many thoughts conflicting in his mind. It would be so much simpler he thought if he didn't have to care about anything.*

*Gebohq straightened up from his bed, taking his hands and putting them on his forehead as if he could make the heaviness in his head disappear, if he only pressed hard enough. Knowing that would not help, Gebohq then ran his hands through his hair, pressing hard against his skull. Unknowingly, he had shortened his hair, making himself now resembling more like Apathis. Gebohq then slumped back down and not knowing what else to do in his insomniatic state, moved his hand around. Though his eyes had adjusted to the surroundings, Gebohq could not see his hand when he moved it in and out of the shadows of darkness.*

--So you all know, I have decided that for this story, Gebohq should be human. And his hairstyle had been upto this point a bowl-ish type long haircut, parted in the middle. And I know what you really meant Ping, what was I on? wish i could say I was on something...--

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Ping_Me

01-31-2000, 06:31 PM

***Whew! Heavy Geb.

Merlin

01-31-2000, 08:50 PM

The oarsman and Ji'tory finally reached the wharf. The oarsman headed into the wharf and retrieved some clothing for Ji'tory.

Now Ji'tory's memory at this point is very fuzzy. She remembers nothing of the nine years she was Bazaal's captive, and has only vague memories with massive gaps over the period of time she was with Merlin nine years before, one large gap was the entire time they were inside Bazaal's castle and the events that transpired there. The only memories she could recall clearly where those in the times before she met Ping_me, when she was still in the Elven military.

As Ji'tory was putting on the her other boot she listened as the oarsman continued his overly dramatic retelling of the folk legend Saga of the Third War. She found she couldn't remember nearly any of the events that had happened, so this story was totally new to her in a way, yet she didn't doubt it was true, vague memories of a dragon, and a kind old man, and a glowing man, and of the sunset in the Beuto city confirmed this tale was true. Not only true, but her story as well.

The oarsman had spoken extensively about their exploits. He spoke of Merlin too. "Merlin . . ." Ji'tory mused. From the portrayal the oarsman gave of Merlin, she reason he must have loved her like a granddaughter. She noted with odd discomfort that the oarsman seemed to stumble over one section of the tale concerning the night before they reached the human lands. It seemed as if that particular part of the tale hadn't been recorded very well over time, but she didn't bother to press it any further.

By now the oarsman had reached the climactic final battle, by now had become quite animate! As the oarsman narrated on and on, Ji'tory felt this vague uneasy growing sense of dread and she was even more worried sense she didn't know why! Now the oarsman came to the final scene in the battle telling how Merlin was lifted off the floor by Bazaal. Then the oarsman makes a violently overact slamming action with his fist, representing Merlin being killed! Ji'tory watched on and went cold and numb realizing what he meant. The next words the oarsman spoke only confirmed what she already knew. "And Merlin lay dead"

Now the oarsman sat their in the sunlight, smiling perkily, obviously proud of himself and mentally patting himself on the back for telling such a good story. Ji'tory on the other hand felt as if at any moment she could break down and cry and was fighting that reaction.

Then suddenly she realizes the implications of what had happened.. And grasping the man by his collar of his shirt demands that, "If that's true where have I been for the last 9 years?!"

The oarsman blurted out, "What?! Frag didn't tell you! You've been Bazaal's sex slave for nine years now!"

Ji'tory clutches her lower abdomen, realizing what's been done to her, and feels like she's been soiled on. She nearly begins to hyperventilate. Her face is goes pale, eyes wide, her lips parted in a sharp terrifying gasp, as she realized fully what's been done to her body. She breaks down and starts to cry, and climbs off the boat onto the wharf docks and runs into the crowds, half whimpering, half crying.

Now, with chest heaving and whimpering, she reaching an alley way, finally unable to hold back she doubles over and with a wrenching action that made her eyes wince with pain, her stomach heaves and she feels its content rushing into her mouth as she violently and uncontrollably vomits.

Shaking uncontrollably, still feeling the taste of her own illness in her mouth, she stands there in shock in a bent over position for a few seconds her chest heaving every few seconds gaging as her stomach heaves again, but nothing comes out since she had emptied her stomach. Then quickly backing away from her illness, half moaning half whimpering, she quickly backed up till she was against the nearby wall. Then she slowly slides to a siting position with her knees drawn up to her face, almost fetal like. For a few more seconds she sat there rocking slowly, her lips trembling silently. Then finally she cried out and began to weep freely, her body visible shaking with every sob.

Suddenly she noticed a man standing over her. All she could she was his white cloak, with its hood covering most of his face, what little she could see was the beard of a man in his early twenties. He knelt down beside her. She backed away from him frightened of what he might do. But he was too quick, and put his arms about her and whispered to her gently, "It will be alright. I'm here now. shhhhh. . ." Strangely she felt if this had been any other person she would have writhed to get out of his arms, yet something about his touch was so comforting and warm she didn't fight back and merely began to cry in his arms.

Finally, after a time she looked up into his hood, right at his eyes. "Who are you?" she asked in a sad whisper. "An old friend. . ." he whispered back with an equally sad yet knowing tone.

Then still a little while after that the man in white asked her, "Do you feel well enough to stand?"

"Yes." Ji'tory replied softly, but still shakily.

The man in white helped her up to her feet, but she found herself too shaky to walk, so she leaned on him and he led her to his home. After they reached the kitchen he helped her to a chair. Then a woman, wearing a white cloak and hood which covered her face mostly as well, the man in white gestured to the woman in white smiling and explained, "This is my wife." The woman nodded with a gentle smile saying, "I see our friend has arrived."

Ji'tory noticing how they wore the cloaks with the hood up at all times wondered why they did this.

"Are you part of a religious order of some kind?" Ji'tory asked.

The man in white chuckled, "You could put it that way. But I'm sure my child your tired after such strain of emotional torrent."

Ji'tory had to admit, she did feel tired. The woman helped her to the spare bed room and kindly, like a grandmother tucked her in. Ji'tory relaxed and quickly feel asleep.

She began to dream of a shady vale, and a day long ago when she failed a test against a man who glowed. Feeling her journey had come to an end, she only discovered it was about to begin. . . . . . . .

[This message has been edited by Merlin (edited January 31, 2000).]

Gebohq

02-02-2000, 04:44 PM

--Check out my above post, I added more to it. And just out of curiousity, what kind of future conflicts are we seeing here? I can see conflicts between: Gebohq and Jason(Jason has Tessa) and Orca and Yimir(orca killed his mother). Any others?(not so obvious ones anyway)

bug

02-02-2000, 06:13 PM

Ok, I'm finally going to write something
I last left bug hanging on to the side of a cliff with an annoyed Balthazar the dragon sitting in a cave up above.

"Help me!" yells bug. Gripping the vine for dear life the rail detonater strapped to his back begins to slip. The strap holding it on his back suddenly gives way and the rail detonater bounces and clatters to the bottom of the cliff.

Balthazar lets out a deep dragon like laugh and looks down at bug dangling along the side of the cliff. "This is an interesting situation you have gotten yourself into bug. Where were we in our conversation before you happened to fall? Oh, yes, I believe you were still busy insulting me and Merlin's ideals."

"I'm sorry I insulted you. Please, just help me down"

"I really don't see why I should. Even if I do save your life you'll just ungratefully go back to your evil ways."

"No! I promise! I'll reform. Anything!! just get me down from here!!"

"sorry bug, but I know you a little too well. Your kind can be a little hard to see through at first, but it's obvious once you know them. You'll say anything to get what you want. You've never had loyality to either Merlin or Bazaal. You'll just say whatever suits your purpose." Balthazar paused. "Now, I will let you up on one condition. You make an oath never to do, or work for evil again. Let me warn you, you will not be able to break this oath. I am the only one who would be able to remove this oath from you so decide wisely."

bug hangs on to the branch for several seconds thinking. Ok, he says finally. I'll take the oath. Balthazar reaches down and lifts bug up from the side of the cliff. Placing him carefully on the ground of the cave, Balthazar lets bug catch his breath.

"Now, the oath. Repeat after me." Speaking in the dragon tounge Balthazar begins reciting a binding oath from memory. As bug repeats the words he can feel the oath take affect in his mind. When he is done speaking balthazar looks down at him. "Now, the test. Throw a fire ball at me bug."

"What?!"

"just try throwing a fireball at me"

bug begins to form a fireball in his hands. As he aims it to throw it a sudden pain goes through his head. He collaspes and clutches his head, burning his scalp in the process

"ow ow ow ow ow"

--------- sorry I'll continue this in a little bit

bug

02-02-2000, 06:15 PM

[all double posts ought to be burned at the stake]

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Ping_Me

02-03-2000, 05:39 PM

More and more barren the land became. Eventually even losing it's sandy reddish brown color for a dull grey. Ping knew this land from a far gone time. Nine years to be exact. Along the sheer cliffs on the edge of the sea Ping and Pristine made their way upon forgotten paths. Where, now anyway, even goats dared not roam. For it was Bazaal's territory here. Nothing grew, nothing lived.

The wind ripped at both of them as they stood looking out over the blueish gray of the ocean. Dark clouds billowed with unnatual quickness in the sky, like huge wool packs heaped up in picturesque disorder.

Ping continued to look out at the sea, a hopeless expression crossed his face. "Urgh, why did I come here?" He picked up a rock and chucked it over the cliff's edge. "Do you know where the lake drains out at?" he asked.

"I don't think anyone knows." Pristine responded.

Ping sat down on the ground. "Suppose we should have rented a boat...."

Pristine put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. She too now looked out over the sea. However her eyes did not linger there long. Along the beach, well off to their right, Pristine caught a glimmer of white. She kept her eyes trained on the spot where it had been and focused. Again she caught a white figure walking along the beach. Her hand that was comforting Ping now shook him to get his attention.

"What?"

"Look at that."

Ping stood up and looked where Pristine was looking. He caught it too. They both looked at each other. "Let's go." Pristine said.

Together they scrambled along the paths that traced the edge of the cliff, down to the rocky beach below. All the while they tried to keep the figure in view. They passed behind a large rock spire and lost sight before they reached the shore. They both ran out across the beach and looked around in all directions. "Okay. Where'd he go?" Ping remarked.

"Looking for someone?"

They both jumped in surprise and whirled around to face a white robed man. To say his robe was white was a complete understatement. Immaculate was a better word. Ping wondered if this guy makes a killing in the laundry detergent industry. "We saw you on the beach..."

"And you came down here...?"

"Yeah... why did we come down here?" Ping said to Pristine in confusion. They had both felt that it was as good an idea as any.

"It matters not." The robed man said. "I believe you are looking for something."

"...Yes...yes, we are." Pristine said looking at the man and then at Ping and then at the man again.

Without further ado the man proceeded to kneel on the beach and stretched out his hands across the ocean. For awhile nothing happened. Ping began to wonder if the man was disturbed or something, but he said nothing about it. Before too long a small point of light appeared on the horizion of the sea. Both Ping and Pristine looked on in intrest while the man remained as he was. The point came nearer and as it did it took on the shape of a sword. A sword they knew too well. Both Ping and Pritine looked on in complete dumbfounded amazement. A bright white light filled the air as the sword revolved on its axis and floated through the air. It swooped up and dove into the ground blade first so it stood there at the feet of everyone.

Can we say flabbergasted? "Wha.... what.... who..?" Ping stuttered. He shook his head and collected himself. "Are you somesort of wizard?"

The man, now standing, paused in thought, "No, not anymore anyway."

"Who are you?" Pristine asked.

The man smiled, brought his hands to his hood, and slowly drew it back.

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Arbiter

02-03-2000, 07:14 PM

The humidity in the cave sat on Kogi's skin like a wet towel. Kogi knew he would have to move soon. He had met that man, Ping_me, on one of his forays to see what he could get off of the vegetation near to his current residence. He knew he would have to get moving soon. He could not sit around, waiting for who-knows-what to show up in this cave. A leatherbound book sat a bit off to his side.
//My spellbook. My father said that my skill would increase.//
Kogi remembered that he had only known a sword enchantment, a fireball, and a lightning spell at which he wasn't too adept. He now knew, after his journey, a locate spelled, and a basic phasing spell and a couple of other useful ones. Kogi's eyes closed, his brow wrinkled in intense concentration. An image formed, blurred at the edges, and none too steady a connection. He saw a man, kneeling in the gravelly dirty of what looks to be a cave situated amongst tall mountains. The man was looking skyward, a rictus of grief contorting his face. Kogi could feel his presence, a flame, flickering violently, threatened by a heavy leaden presence. The flame was strong, though, stronger than most he'd seen.
//He must be a hero....most likely the Third War. What could happen to such a man to make a death wish come to him? Who is he?// Kogi's mouth muttered a few incantations, half expecting them to work.
// This is a real gamble, i could really mess myself up if I cannot control it-//
A name popped into his head //Gebohq! Him? I thought he was dead. Must have quit himself of the war and all people.//
Kogi had seen it before. Participants in bloody wars, after they were over, tend to disappear, just quit society, because of the sickening ability of humanity to fight over the most meaningless things, things which don't make much sense sometimes, and veterans jsut decide to quit, leave it all behind, as it were.
// I need to get to Gebohq and quickly.//
Phasing made Kogi sick to his stomach. Spells never usually made him sick, but phasing felt like being slowly lowered into oil-slicked waters. The sickening filth would seep into every pore and would make his mind reel and misfunction for hours, even days after the spell had been cast. He would need to rest before the spell, need all his willpower and strength to not go mad after phasing. The image in his mind shattered, but the knowledge stayed. Gebohq. He needed to see Gebohq.
//This will probably the hardest thing I have done. Phasing just my body is hard enough, but Kennan, and the book, and the bedroll-those things will take virtually all my being and all my strength to move at the same time.//
Kogi rolled out his bed, and closed his eyes, hoping for a good rest and a clear mind in the morning, when the phasing would have to be done. It could not be delayed any longer. He needed to get to Gebohq. Kogi fell off into sleep, the blackness of deep sleep swallowing him as if he had jumped off into a deep crevasse, plunging fast into nothingness.

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Merlin

02-04-2000, 01:00 PM

As the hood was drawn back, he no longer looked like a young man, but they now recognized him for who he was. And with outstretched arms and a face filled with mirth he laughed for joy. Laughter which was both and expression of joy and giving thanks and praise for what is given to us.

And he cried out in a loud voice, "For what is death?! For even THIS shall pass away!" And they knew it was Merlin!

"Merlin! . . . Are you a ghost?" Ping_me asked with shock.

Merlin shook his head. With that reached out his right hand.

"Touch my hand." Merlin said calmly.

Ping_me hesitated, the reached out and found his hand solid.

"I am no apparition. I am real and alive." Merlin said with all to happy patience.

"But . . . .How?!" Ping_me exclaimed.

"How is a child made? How does a flower grow? How does life exist at all? It isn't dependent merely on nature but on the creator who sustains." Merlin replied.

"Regardless, thank goodness your back! I guess I should fill you in on what has happened. . ." Ping_me began.

"No need. I've been watching." Merlin replied.

"From where?" Ping_me asked.

"From eternity. Which lies beyond the past and the future. With out beginning, without end. The Alpha and the Omega. Which people only know in the present." Merlin replied rather mystically.

"Well then. . . .I guess our first order of business is to get Ji'tory back." Ping_me said resolutely.

"No need. We have Frag to thank for this." Merlin said as he gestured behind him as he stood aside for the couple to see.

There stood a little distance away a woman in white with her hood drawn up as Merlin had been, standing next to her was Ji'tory. Ji'tory now recognized Merlin and ran to him as fast as she could. She reached him and embraced him nearly crying.

"Merlin. . . Thank God. . . .I thought you were dead!" Ji'tory said as she embraced Merlin holding him tightly as if almost afraid to loose him again.

Merlin held her there for a few minutes. Then looked her in the eyes saying softly, "While it is true I am not what you call alive, it is death that has passed away, not I."

After a few moments Ji'tory stepped back from Merlin. Then Pristine asked the question that had been in her mind since Ji'tory had arrived.

"Merlin, who is she?" Pristine asked gesturing toward the woman in white.

"Why don't you ask her yourself." Merlin replied simply.

By now the woman who had been walking toward them the whole time this had happened, now stood at Merlin's side. She too drew back her hood, revealing a kind face and blond hair that fell down to her shoulders. She smiled and said, "I am Anna."

Ping_me blinked. "Merlin's wife?!" Ping_me asked with surprise.

Anna nodded in reply.

After Ping_me drank all of this in he began to think.

"I can't wait to see the look on Bazaal's face when we storm his castle!" Ping_me said aloud.

"Ping_me. . . ." Merlin said patiently.

"He is going to be sooooo sorry he messed with. . ." Ping_me continued.

"Ping_me." Merlin said forcefully.

"Yes?" Ping_me paused confused by Merlin's tone.

"It is true, Bazaal's reign is now coming to an end, by his death or repentance. . ." Merlin began to explain.

"REPENTANCE! How can you even think of forgiving such a creature!" Ping_me stormed.

Merlin remain patient.

"Ping_me, you remember my wife was killed by Bazaal, as was I. And he raped Ji'tory, who I love like a daughter, countless times. How much angrier do you think God is who love every human being as his sons and daughters for every person great and small who has been harmed by Bazaal!" Merlin replied sharply, "Forgiveness doesn't mean injustice goes free. If Bazaal repents he will still have to live with all that he has done. And true repentance doesn't mean simply feeling shameful, but it is the desire to change oneself, to turn from evil, and if possible repair what damage has been done. I was not sent back to conquer an enemy or a nation, I was sent to heal this world. For our real enemies are not simply men who do evil, but the evil itself, which is being taken care of by a power far beyond either us or Bazaal."

"Then what are we going to do Merlin?" Ping_me asked.

"I was saying that Bazaal's reign is coming to an end, by his repentance or death. But if it be his death, it will not be by my hand, but by his own hand. For evil destroys itself." Merlin finished.

Now Merlin and Anna drew their hoods back up. Merlin knowing they wondered why, he explained, "Not everyone is yet ready to see what you have seen. And it will serve a purpose to keep our identities hidden, so that at times to challenge those who knew us before to think in a new way before they know us again. Go back to the citadel and tell them what you have seen. . ."

And with that Merlin and Anna without sound, nor flash of light, nor fading, they abruptly vanished.

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Scout

02-04-2000, 10:06 PM

Sakana awoke; there was someone walking by out in the hall. Sitting up quietly, he wondered if somene had invaded the castle. After all, it was the dead of the night, who would be up?

Silently, Sakana climbed out of bed, and padded to the door of his room. Pressing his ear to the wood, he heard the contining soft footsteps further down the hall. Quietly as possible, he opened the door and poked his head out. What he saw made him sigh in relief.

"Scout!" he whispered harshly at the girl. She looked back at him in surprise. "What are you doing up at this hour?"

Looking slightly abashed, the white skinned girl started walking back toward him. "Sorry," she whispered back. "But I can't sleep. I keep having nightmares."

"About what?" Sakana asked.

But Scout just shook her head. "I don't know, I can't remember them when I wake up, and I always have this pounding headache afterwards, like something in my mind is forcing those memories under." She sighed, and ran her hand through her hair. "It's really kinda starting to wear thin."

Sakana started to respond, but a trickle of red on Scout's forehead caught his attention. Reaching his hand out, Sakana touched the spot, and rubbed his fingers together. "Where's the blood coming from?"

Concern on her face, Scout started to reach up to the spot Sakana had touched, but paused her hand halfway. "Yow," she hissed, looking at her hand, where a long, thin gash ran down her ring finger and onto her palm. "I must've cut it on my sword when I thrashed my way out of bed a few minutes ago. I didn't notice it before, I guess, since I don't get cut too often these days."

"Better wrap that up," Sakana told her, as he started to lead her down the hall.

"No, I can do it," Scout insisted. "You go back to sleep. Sorry I woke you."

Sakana almost pressed the point, but after a moment, he simply shrugged. "All right, but at least try and get some sleep afterwards, okay?"

Scout nodded, and started back down the hallway. Watching her go, Sakana briefly wondered why a sword empowered against the undead would work against the curse placed on Scout. But it was late, so he shrugged, chalked it up to the mysteries of magic, and forgot about it. Turning back to his room, Sakana shambled back to bed.

JK [Meteor]

02-05-2000, 06:31 PM

//Meteor looked up. It was raining meteors!! 'I need to escape alive!!!' He thought. He started runned..... The meteors were hitting the ground..... They were hitting closer.... Closer!!!//

Meteor jumped out of his bed and started running. Then he saw Scout. 'Look out!!' He shouted, 'Or the meteors will hit you!!!!' He jumped and knocked Scout down. At that second, a meteor hit where Scout had been standing a second ago.
#========================================#

(*A few minutes before that*)
Yerif looked at the rubble of Meteor's house. By now, it has stopped burning. 'He escaped.' He said. Yeci, his ally, said, 'Even worse, he has a sword and is at Merlin's Citidal.' Ortcele (their leader) said, 'Yerif, maybe he'll leave if you scare him enough, or try to destroy his friends. Yeci, guard the area around Merlin's Citidal. If he leaves, destroy him. I'm going to tell Nytzujrha.' In a flash of lightning Ortcele disappeared, and Yerif and Yeci started walking in the direction of Merlin's Citidel.

(NS: Nytzujrha, Ortcele, and Yerif and Yeci are a group of guys who learned how to use dark magic so well that they could turn their bodies into fire ice electricity etc. Nytzujrha is the biggest leader of them all, he has 4 lead workers, and Ortcele is one of them. Each lead worker has 2 small workers, and Yerif and Yeci are the 2 small workers of Ortcele. Their plan is to attack just after the final battle, when everyone is weakest. But they also hope to weaken everyone before the battle, too, without anyone knowing. The reason they want to destroy Meteor is because he knows where Gebohq is, once (if) Gebohq joins Meteor and Sakana and everyone, Nytzujrha will probably try to weaken Bazaal's army (or maybe he'll try to destroy bug))
(NS: The 'meteor' is a trick, a hologram or something)

[This message has been edited by JK [Meteor] (edited February 18, 2000).]

JK [Meteor]

02-05-2000, 06:38 PM

(NSP: ROTFL!!!! I just noticed something: Please don't ban me for this, but Nytzujrha, spelled backwards, is pronounced, 'Our ******'!!!)

Arbiter

02-06-2000, 07:32 PM

It was near midday when Kogi decided it was time to phase. Decision is not quite the right word to describe how it came to Kogi. Kogi felt it was time. The urgent need to reach Gebohq told him it was time. Kogi blinked slowly. His eyes closed, and his hands came together as if in prayer. The slowly moved forward, palms outward and thumb sand forefingers forming a triangle. Kogi's breathing slowed and synchronized with the motion of his hands. His hands gradually sped up, breathing still synchronized.

Dust swirled around him, and blue light shone in Kogi's mind. It was clear and pure, and had a brilliance that could not be described by the human tongue. This light held for a precious few seconds, then the inky black stole over it. Kogi's breath caught. His concentration faltered, and the blue light dimmed and was almost lost.
// Don't think about it. You must silence all thought.//

Kogi's eyes clenched and his jaw muscles became like walnuts. The blue glow strengthened and the blackness stole over it once more, like a sickness or disease, malignant and uncontrollable. Kogi's mouth worked the words of the spell- they ran together but carried a deep bass power. The blue sphere, now completely black, swirled closer. The words kept coming, bringing the orb closer, calling it, wanting it. The blackness consumed Kogi's consciousness. He went closer, no longer in the physical plane, and, like when he had phased before, was lowered slowly through the blackness, it's viscosity was like reaching into a pond with a top layer of scum. The thick, syrupy vileness that covered it went quickly into his skin upon contact. he could feel it, in his brain. Seeping in there, staying there, twisting and maddening his brain. Insanity would be paradise next to this, the excruciating, infinite blackness, the apathy, the anti-emotion. He was going to scream, and probably never stop, when he broke through the layer. His mind was bathed in a healing light. His mouth worked the words, but this time no sound came out. The blue sphere was now silver, as if it has always been that way. Inside the sphere, he could see Gebohq's dwelling.

//Leyas arcanum vitaeus.//
The words sounded in his mind and he moved, as if jerked by an invisible rope, toward the sphere, and into it. He faded out of consciousness. Anyone observing him from on the road or nearby, would see that he was there one moment, a light shone to make even the most resilient person shield thier eyes, then he was gone.

Kogi awoke in the same sitting position in which he had phased- one foot on one thigh, the other one under the opposite thigh. Rain matted his hair, and trickled down his face, and onto his clothes. He was sitting in a mix of mud and gravel. Up ahead, was a cave, undoubtedly Gebohq's. Feeling for his book and Kennan, he got up off the ground, ran towards the cave and called for Gebohq.

Kogi: Gebohq!! Are you there, sir?

A shape came out of the cave and a voice called back, a little bit of consternation and hidden pain in it.

Gebohq: Who are you and who sent you?

Kogi: I am Kogishunjun, from the East. I request haven and audience with a hero of The Third War!

Gebohq: You've come to wrong place, I'm no hero.

Kogi: We need to talk. I have much to tell you.

Kogi and Gebohq locked eyes for a long minute and grudgingly, Gebohq lead him into the cave.

Gebohq

02-07-2000, 06:07 PM

Kogi: "Sir, I must talk. There is much I need to know."

*Gebohq looks at Kogi wearily.*

Gebohq: "Yeah, whatever..."//What is he doing here? How'd he get here? And he's being awefully straight foreward....makes me wonder...//

*Gebohq looks past Kogi, not real interested in what he has to say. Gebohq actually hoped that he'd leave soon, he really had no time for people like him. He started to dwell over the events that had happened a few days ago, those scaring memories.*

Kogi: (grabs Gebohq by the shoulders and shakes)"Pull yourself together, dammit! You can't spent the rest of your foresaken life in a cave!"

Gebohq: (low voice) "Oh, so what do you want me to do? Selflessly die for a lost cause?"//Doesn't this kid have somehting better to do than to torment me?//

Kogi: "What happened to your bravery? Your courage? You're not the Gebohq I've seen and known! *Kogi attempts to provoke Gebohq to change his attitude* Just a deflated husk of a man! Too weak-minded to leave his cave. A limp, weak kitten."

*Meanwhile, Gebohq has obviously tried to tune Kogi out. Kogi sees Gebohq's attempt and draws closer to him, getting right in his face.*

Kogi: "That won't work!...Look inside. You'll see cowardice and....a pathetic man."

*Gebohq felt indifferent about what Kogi had told him. Kogi's face lights up, as if struck with a revelation, then looks at Gebohq with false conviction.*

Kogi: "Maybe that is your punishment. You get to sit here alone, swallowed up by grief. *more compassionate tone* I agree, there's a time for grief, but you have to pull yourself together!"

*Being blinded by his own self-harassing, Gebohq did not see the point Kogi tried to make. Gebohq only saw what he had been through; tunnel vision.*

Gebohq: "Easy for you to say. You never fought in the third war. //Try to keep yourself level-headed. Having some stranger blow your top wouldn't be very prudent* "You never failed to uphold your principles. You've never let your mistakes hurt others. I shouldn't deserve to harm others again." *thinks about Tessa....about how he selfishly left the party afterwards....how arrogant he had been.....*

Kogi: "You don't have to fight in a bloody war to know courage! People make mistakes! Yeah, sometimes they hurt and even kill people, but you have to accept them as mistakes, and move on. You defend yourself, not lash out, not murder, defense!"

Gebohq: //How the hell did I start spilling out my innerself to this total stranger? and how does he know so much about me? !!! How stupid of me, I shoudl of figured it out long ago. He's one of Bazaal's croonies...hoping to get me all worked up! But how am I going to work my way around this...//

*Gebohq was about to to deliver a talk to coax the truth out of this stranger when Kogi spoke up.*

Kogi: "You....you think I am one THOSE vile things. <Kogi is stunned> Sir, I assure you that I am only a great admirer. How can one let one's hero wallow in self-pity?"

*Gebohq's jaw drops down when he heard Kogi say what he was thinking. His mind had solely started dwelling on that though and never heard what Kogi had said afterwards.*

Gebohq: //Wha--! Is he some mind reader or something????// "How did you know that?" Gebohq said with an accusing tone*

Kogi: " I worked a "Knowing". It is a spell from my land. I know your thoughts. More like a report on you...I know what you think I am, and, sir, it pushed bile to the back of my throat. One of those twisted humans, indeed!"

*All the new events that Gebohq had just witness put Gebohq into a state of confusion. Being only able to see down the tunnel of the darkness his mind was in, Gebohq could only come to one conclusion.*

Gebohq: "LIAR! Get away from me! I won't hear any more of it!"

*The whole thought in Gebohq's mind of Kogi being a spy is blown way out of proportion, runs out of the dwelling. Sighing as if he were wasting time doing such thing, but also fustrated at the difficulty of his task, Kogi ran after him.*

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Gebohq

02-12-2000, 07:38 PM

This story must have its rightful place at the top. I'd continue, but I don't have anything to type really. Someone continue the legacy! Heehee...

Space_Orca

02-13-2000, 11:33 AM

I'll write more tomorrow prehaps, I'm very busy today.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Ping_Me

02-13-2000, 12:33 PM

Ping, Pristine and Ji'tory all walked along the beach back to Merlin's Citadel.

Just then Ping tripped over a hidden rock in the sand. He fell into the surf, making a splat noise.

"You okay?" Pristine said, helping him up.

"Yeah,"

From behind them they all heard a screaming and shouting noise. They all turned around to see two figures running down the beach toward them. They watched in bewilderment as two elven soldiers in armor ran past them and continued on completely oblivious to Ping and company. They smelled as if they done something unspeakable in their armor as a result of being frightened.

"I wonder what that was all about?" Ji'tory commented.

Ping rolled his eyes heavenward....

_-_-_-_ I had to write something! Don't hit me! _-_-_-_

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Merlin

02-13-2000, 04:12 PM

Thanks.

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Arbiter

02-15-2000, 06:33 PM

Kogi took off after Gebohq, but it was a short race. Kogi had built up his legs after walking for so far, and Gebohq's relative inactivity gave Kogi yet another edge. Kogi caught Gebohq's wrist and whirled him around.

"Why do you insist upon torturing me?" Gebohq yelled, not showing a bit of exaustion form the chase.

"Your torments come from within, not from me! You just sit here and wallow in self-pity about everything you should have or could have done. The past is past!" Kogi retorted, holding gebohq by the shoulders and eye-to-eye with his hero.

"What do you expect from me? I'm not a hero, just human. I'm not perfect" Gebohq said, frustrated.

"You have to accept your mistakes as human too! Let them Go!" Kogi was near to pleading

Stumbling, Kogi said "Think back to The War! How can you say anything, especially your role, was not courageous or brave in that war?"

//Me? Courageous? Brave? Am I.....of course I'm not. And even if I was, what good would that be. We lost, and I ran away when i should of stayed. I didn't even have the comfort of knowing I defeated Apathis....he came back and took what meant most from me// Gebohq thought, now a bit confused.

"I-I did what anyone else would do." Gebohq said, after a period of slience that seemed to last for hours.

"What? Run away? Cower in terror? Turn white as fresh milk? or yellow as the sun?" Kogi said, with almost a sneer.
//I probably shouldn't have baited him like that, he'll probably just feel worse about himself because of that. I don't want to make him feel worse, i want him to accept! Move on, like he should have a long time ago.// Kogi thought.

"Yes...I ran away from my problems. It was foolish of me, and arrogant. I didn't think about trying and saving others. No hero would have done that." Gebohq admitted, though still a bit wary of what else Kogi could do with his "Knowing."

"Yes, Gebohq. You have seen the truth. Yes, it hurts, and probably will for a while, but you're a hero, remember? You have the courage to get through it." Kogi said, confident Gebohq was going to leave his past where it was and belonged, in the past.

"Heh. Right, courage. You mean ignorance. To be able to not think about what's happened, what you've been faced with. Courage. What a bunch of crap that is." Gebohq said, with a sarcastic tone, and a humph.

"Although running from one's problems never solves them, it's something people do. Sometimes, bad things happen to people, hard things to swallow, and they just have to drop things and come back to them." Kogi advised.

"...but it still didn't make it right....<a long pause>..I guess I just don't think I'd be able to motivate myself. Not after what happened to Tessa." Gebohq said, looking at the ground.

"What happened with this Tessa?" Kogi inquired, a bit curious about what else had happened to this already troubled soul.

"Yeah, you don't know about Tessa." Gebohq said with a sad smile.

"If you think it too hard to put into words, you could think about it and I could work another Knowing. As much or as little as you would like to say" Kogi said.

"Not three weeks ago, Tessa stood outside my dwelling, in the pouring rain, needing shelter. I took her in, I cared for her, like any other good person would(said because he doesn't believe he's special in this thought). I took care of her and she started to care for me in return. We grew to know each other more, and to start to love for each other." Gebohq remembered that time with happy thoughts still, but knew of the black storm clouds about to come.

"Then the dark wizard Apathis, who I thought was dead, entered. He made me realize who tessa really was//did he? how do I know he wasn't lying?//....no, he didn't. he tricked me. I rejected Tessa for something she...never did." Gebohq realized, finally.

"Yes, The Evil One's minions are known to be particularly misleading and, in fact, leading you without our your particular knowledge of it. But you cannot blame yourself for that." Kogi said, trying to be helpful.

Gebohq looks up at the sky and a single tear falls from his eye, and Gebohq's hand comes up and swipes it away, trying not to acknowledge its presence. The moments of silence stretch, but neither of them feels a tension to continue.

"And...my thoughts became clouded. All i could think about was "how did he come back?". Gebohq could barely eke out the rest of the sentence.

"That is a wound that would fell most men. But your fiber held strong. If you were a lesser man, you would've, well, given up." Kogi says, speaking truthfully and trying to help Gebohq.

Gebohq was about to question Kogi's praising out of instinct, but Gebohq looked into his eyes. And they showed true honesty. It was a new sensation, having no doubt that someone other than his love truely liked him. He looked at Kogi with understanding and smiled warmly. Kogi smiled back. Kogi smiled and so did his soul, for Kogi knew, without any spells, just knew, that a new bridge had formed between Gebohq and he, and that a diseased black boil of guilt and shame had been scraped off Gebohq's conscience.

Gebohq

02-16-2000, 05:14 PM

*Yimir stood with Bazaal as the messanger in front of them finished reporting Apathis' suicide. Bazaal was infuriated that he couldn't have killed him first, but Bazaal also knew that his former second-in-command was also his only recruiter. With Apathis gone now, people quickly lost interest in willingly working for him, and he had to resort to brute force once again. Yimir, Bazaal's only son, had moved up the ranks to fill in Apathis' place, with bug now in third. Bazaal had been teaching Yimir all that he knew, save the deepest secrets that would always keep him above everyone else, and he intended to keep it that way until his death, which he had already pondered over. If he could harness the powers of hell, the powers that Dirtbag had shown him, he could live forever.*

*Yimir had been watching his aging father though, and the secrets Bazaal thought he only knew had now been seen by him. Yimir was silently growing in power, rising even above his father's, and he knew that he could take over his father's place now, but it would be more difficult now. If he kept silent what he knew and gained even more power, he could overwhelm his father by surprise and take his place. Soon he thought, he would be ready soon...*
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*Avenger sat under the stars feeling isolated and lonely of friendship. He had not done much in nine years, when Gebohq left them. It seemed as if all purpose had left in trying once his best friend, who taught him to take meaning in everything, had abandoned hope. With the arrival of JK_Meteor though and his strange prophetic ways, Avenger grew hopeful again. He had to hope that this mysterious newcomer would bring the answers soon.*

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bug

02-19-2000, 03:02 AM

(I said I was going to update sometime)

Balthazar silently through the chilly night air with bug clinging to his back. Far below them the barren wasteland under Bazaal's rule drifts by. As greener and more friendly lands come into view bug remembers the better times they had. Feeling a pinch of regret he thinks of the long dead Merlin.

// Merlin gave something to fight for. // He fought for a cause which was more important to him than his own life // I betrayed him. I betrayed the whole party. // They gave me their trust and I betrayed them.... // Come to think of it, that really wasn't a very nice thing to do. // Oh, well. What's done is done. I might as well make it up to them some other time. // I wonder if any of the old gang is hanging out at merlin's citadal. It should be about breakfast by the time we get there...

Gebohq

02-21-2000, 04:43 PM

Hey, how's everyone coming along in their story anyway? I mean, you all haven't lost total interest have you? If its getting close, let me just remind you were fairly close to finishing this story. I mean, all we got left to do is get the party together, go after Bazaal and have him try to obtain control over hell, which will end up dragging him down. At least that's what we had planned I think, right? I'd be writing more, but the only stimulation my character has had is with his enounter with Kogi. I threw in the fact that Yimir is still around too, so all of you go ahead and build in some twists with that guy. I've been informed that arbiter wanted Avenger kept alone though, he said he had plans for him, what plans I'm not quite sure yet.

Hope to hear from you all soon.

Ping_Me

02-22-2000, 07:53 PM

I think the problem is that we've just run out of things to do. That and we have lives beyond the board and it takes time to articulate a good post. Mebbe we need more battle?

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Nice looking level, but how does it play?

Gebohq

02-23-2000, 03:45 PM

Count yourself lucky if you didn't see this post. It would of permenantly burned your eyes, heehee.

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Arbiter

02-23-2000, 05:57 PM

Kogi: Have at you!

Kogi's left hand is gripping the sword hilt and his right is palm-outward and abutting the end of the hilt. Kogi rushes toward Gebohq, who has a sword and a small buckler. Kogi quickly switches the sword to his right hand and slashes at Gebohq, deflecting the blow easily. Kogi strafed to the right,and quickly slashed again. Gebohq deflected the blow again. Kogi kept on him, though, striking, and moving, then striking again. Again and again, his blows were deflected. Kogi, quite annoyed, decided on a full-on attack. Rushing forward, Kogi slashed again, both arms exerting as muhc force as they could muster. Gebohq's sword came up, again, face contorted in a grimace of exertion.
Kogi remembered what his grandfather had said // Depending on the circumstance, you must be hard as a diamond....//
//I will bend like a reed in the wind..// Kogi thought. Kogi pushed forward on his word with all his strength, and, knowing the reciprocation would come, bent as the reed does in the wind. Gebohq fell forward, face first into the hard dirt. Gebohq turned over quickly, but Kogi's sword was already at Gebohq's neck.

Kogi: Do you submit?

Gebohq: Never!

Gebohq was bringing the sword up, but Kogi's foot was quickly on Gebohq's wrist. Kogi gave Gebohq's neck a little nick.

Kogi: That was...unadvisable.

Gebohq: Ah! My neck!

Kogi: Do you concede?

Gebohq: Yes! Geez, let me up.

Kogi grabbed Gebohq's forearms and hoisted him up. This was just practice for the inevitable confrontation of Bazzal. Neither man talked of it, though. Training was necessary and, well, educational.

Gebohq: Agh! Look at my neck! I'm bleeding everywhere.

Kogi: Bah! You've had worse shaving.

Kogi sheathed Kennan in its scabbard, and walked to the nearby rock. There were waterskins on the rock, and Kogi gladly gulped down the nice, cool water of the stream that flowed nearby.

Kogi: I would've figured that you would've known about that technique.

Gebohq: It's hard to formulate battle plans while exerting yourself like that. You've got your mind on the sword.

Kogi: Ah, well, better to let the muscles think of the sword and the mind to think of the next move.

Gebohq: That's a valuable lesson to learn. You've got first class swordsmanship, Kogi. Really, you do.

Kogi: Thank you. It is good to be back to the craft. I studied under the best swordsman in our village. He fought in a war before either you or I were born. He learned from the best, and he said i was his best pupil. But I am tooting my own horn.

Gebohq and Kogi sat down in the shade of a nearby tree, and laughed, tlaked and joked until the sun was a blazing yellow ball over the western horizon. They went back to Gebohq's cave and awaited those who would surely come for them.

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Ping_Me

02-23-2000, 06:47 PM

There we go!

http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif

Gebohq

02-23-2000, 07:44 PM

(Want more action, heh? I'll give you action, yeah, I'll give it to you! Er...whoops, lol. Anyway...)

*Deep within the dead woods, Yimir sensed the spot where Apathis died, and made his way over there. Yimir was standing on the very spot where Apathis commited suicide, contemplating what went through Apathis' mind before doing such a thing. He continued to look down at the ground, then started to talk to the ground as if Apathis could hear him.*

Yimir: "After nine years, I finally have my rightful place in second-in-command. And you have your rightful place, six feet under!"

*Yimir chuckled at his own joke, but no one was there with him to laugh along. Knowing full well that it was a bad joke, he stopped laughing abruptly and started to think about raiseing Apathis' body out of the ground and desecrating it, to let out his new anger. Struggling with the thoughts in his head, his anger manifested in raw magic and a powerful shockwave was sent around his body, taking out nearly a mile of trees.*

*Thinking more clearly, he decided to practice the darkest magic he was gradually learning elsewhere. He closed his eyes, drew his arms inward, and the little darkness around him swirled around and towards him. The blackness surrounded him, the darkness grew smaller, and then dissapeared along with himself. Soon he thought, with enough practice, he'd be able to do this and other techniques only he knew with unimaginable power and speed. Then not Orca, not even Bazaal could stop him from taking his rightful place as ruler of all.*

JK [Meteor]

02-23-2000, 08:15 PM

Meteor jumped up and ran, trying to find a place that would be guarded from the 'meteors'. He found a room and jumped into it. //GEBOHQ!!!!!!!// He thought. //I have to...... to... what am I thinking?// He looked around. //Gebohq? What does that mean? Where have I heard that name before?//

This wasn't the first time he had 'heard' the name Gebohq..... But now it was more desperate....... and closer.......

//What to I have to do?// He wondered, //I have to........ GEBOHQ!!!!! I have to... leave Merlin's Citidel and go...... What?!?//

He was so surprised he forgot everything else for a second.

//I can't!! The meteor's destroying my house can't've been an accident!! If I leave I won't be safe!!//

He looked around the room. It was all dark, except for a glow of light from around a corner. He walked to it.

//Hey, it's my sword.// He thought, //I must've forgotten to bring it with me.//

He grabbed it. Suddenly he wasn't afraid of leaving anymore.

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'GEBOHQ!!!!! I have to leave Merlin's Citidel, and go to Gebohq........' He had wrote.......

He was now out of Merlin's Citidel and on his way to where it seemed that Gebohq must be. He had wrote a note and left it in the room, telling where he was going.

He was thinking about this when he suddenly noticed that he hadn't been watching anything!! He looked forward and froze with terror at what he saw....... Two skeletons were charging at him!!

//This may be the first time I have to use my sword, JK// He thought.

He tried to move but he couldn't.... He was too scared!! He closed his eyes and tried to forgot that 2 skeletons were charging..... Then he grabbed his sword and looked.

"What happened?!?!?" He wondered.

One skeleton was burned into ashes, and the other was only millions of pieces of ice. Standing above them was a person wearing dark cloaks so that it was impossible to see his face or any of his skin.

"Hello [Meteor]." said that cloaked person, "You're lucky I happened to be here when the skeletons attacked." Meteor asked, "How did you know my name? Who are you, anyway?" The cloaked person started walking towards Meteor and said, "I know alot about you, [Meteor]. You're going to find Gebohq. I can help you get there."

//Whew!! This is really Lucky!!// He thought. "OK!!!" He said out loud as he sheathed his sword.

Space_Orca

02-24-2000, 12:43 PM

Orca slowly regained counciousness, his eyes slowly coming open. Nothing changed. BLIND! Orca's mind screamed, but, no, his eyes were fine, it was his surroundings. It was pitch black, and the only sounds were small, distant noises of scavenging animals. Orca reached up to his face and found it was coated with blood. Not only his, but the blood of many others that seemed to be all over this place. A thought finally struck Orca as to where he might be: Bazaal's torture chambers.

It was just then that he heard another, much closer sound. It was the sound of heavy boots crashing down upon the bloodslick floor. Orca propped himself up to a sitting position, and reached for his lightsaber. He found only a broken shell. The sound was coming closer. Orca slowly took out the broken lightsaber and tried to ignite it. A small light seemed to eminate from the handle, but there was no blade. Orca held the handle of the lightsaber out as a candle, now seeing the source of the sound. Dressed in a huge black uniform with patches of victim's blood was a human Dungeon Gaurd, one of Bazaal's most ruthless and terrible squads. They hated bright light, and they never moved out of the dungeon. But very few had escaped it ever since they had moved in. Orca stood up slowly, feeling every muscle in his body aching, and assumed a fighting position. The Dungeon Gaurd approached, holding a wicked cutlass drenched with blood alongside a terrible sacrificing dagger. Orca steadied himself as the Dungeon Gaurd came within range.
"Prisoner, Bazaal wishes to see you." The gaurd grunted in his almost inhuman voice.
"Tell Bazaal that I'll be dead before I come before him as a prisoner!" Orca screamed, and jumped at the startled gaurd. All his years of training had, surprisingly, never prepared him for someone such as Orca. Orca muttered magic words as he sprung and flames shot from his hand. While the armor protected the Dungeon Gaurd from most of the flames, he screamed so loudly the whole palace could hear. Orca grabbed on to the Gaurd's arm and twisted it to an unnatural angle, forcing him to drop his weapons. Snatching up the Cutlass, Orca decapitated his foe, and then slowly chirped something in the language of Dungeon Rats. The large, overgrown rats scurried toward him and, upon command, led him to the exit. Standing there was Bazaal.

Space_Orca

02-25-2000, 08:17 AM

"So, Orca, we meet again." Bazaal hissed, his eyes staring at Orca. He was flanked by at least twelve more members of the Dungeon Gaurd, and Orca knew he stood no chance.
"Yes, we do. I hope that you are here to apologize! You made a peace treaty and then broke it!" Orca almost screamed at Bazaal, trying to sound like he had been sincere with the treaty.
"Well, well. I think you're all too trusting. You thought I would keep the alliance and...You trusted the sword would be lost! You know what? An old friend of yours, Ping Me, has the sword by now! He got it back! You should have given it to ME when you had the chance!" Bazaal shouted down at Orca, eyes glowing fiercly.
"You would have killed the world with it. I have great power, but at least I don't try to destroy EVERYONE with it!" Orca replied, his voice reaching a terribly angry and high tone.
"Ah, but Orca, you don't see the truth! We, together, could do absoulutly ANYTHING! You simply must join me!" Bazaal stated, attempting to convince Orca.
"No, Bazaal. You represent total evil. I represent only partial evil balanced with good!" Orca responded, and then, in a swift motion, shattered the bloody cutlass he held in his hand. Bazaal stared down.
"You are weaponless now. Helpless." Bazaal chuckled, looking at Orca.
"You are incorrect, Bazaal. I will never be weaponless with the Force and Magic as my allies! I possess the True Power of the two mixed! I can show you!" Orca shouted at Bazaal, and lighting bolts shot from his hand. Bazaal erected a shield around himself and the nearest Dungeon Gaurd, but three other Gaurds were electricuted. Then, Bazaal withdrew a long, pointed sword that Orca regonized.
"Yes, this is Fearblade! You see, Orca, I have great power now! I have deprived you of your magic weapon and made it mine!" Bazaal screamed, and charged at Orca. Orca simply stood there as Bazaal tried to impale Orca. Instead, it slid off the ripped skin, as if it were simply a child's toy, and right into Orca's hand. Orca swung it with all his might, but Bazaal ducked and the blow instead decapitated a Dungeon Gaurd. The rest of the Dungeon Gaurd felt the Fear Aura and turned, running desperatly. Bazaal smiled at Orca.
"You are a more formidable opponent that I thought. This never happened. Our peace still exists." Bazaal stated, then disappeared. Orca slowly exited Bazaal's citadel and headed for his tower.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Merlin

02-25-2000, 11:21 AM

Ping_me stared up as he saw the massive skeletal dragon and its rider begin do descend upon them.

"Oh crap! Not again!" Ping_me shouted as he jumped up.

Ping_me got his sheild up just in time to block the incoming dragon's fire as it made a strafing run on them.

With Ping_me taking up the rear guard postion and keeping his sheild up to block the fire attacks, he, Ji'tory and Pristine ran for cover behind some ancient rock spires carved out from centuries of rising and falling tides.

Once Ji'tory was safely behind the rocks Ping_me had an idea. Together he and Pristine levitated to the top of two spires (one a top each spire). The dragon flew bettween the spires and they had their chance. Quickly Ping_me and Pristine jumped and landed onto the dragons back. In one fell motion Pristine beheaded the skeletal rider and Ping_me shoved his sword into the dragons ribcage. The dragon howled in pain, but its howl collapsed into a crackling echo of itself and the light went out in its eyes and it began to deteriorate in flight. Ping_me and Pristine jumped and landed safely on the ground, turned and watched as peices of the decaying dragon skeleton spew itself on a trail along the beach.
They returned to Ji'tory and together they headed back toward Merlin's citadel.

(Can somebody tell me exactly who is at the Citadel? I've lost track. I need to know before I can continue.)

bug

02-25-2000, 03:12 PM

I should be there eating breakfast http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif

Ping_Me

02-25-2000, 04:46 PM

Sakana is there, Scout is there, and I think JK(Meteor) is there.

"Oh crap, not again!" I'm gonna make that my signature.

JK [Meteor]

02-25-2000, 05:44 PM

I left, on my way to 'rescue' Gebohq (If Avenger doesn't).

Gebohq

02-25-2000, 05:46 PM

Non-story respose: Eating your bowl of Wheaties bug?...er...or not. Just here to say I'm pretty sure Ping is right...I don't know where Avenger is (Arbiter, have you decided where you wanted to go with him yet?), and Gebohq and Kogi are at teh dwelling. And just to say, even though Gebohq is now not considering suicide anymore, he's still pretty damn down. And whole new problems can arise upon meeting the party members. And just curious, but can anyone else see this as being an anime fantasy movie? That would rock...and I wonder what computer-generated animation..er..anime would be like. Hmmmm....and is it just me, or have Orca and Meteor thrown in about 10,000 things into the story when we weren't looking? Fearblade, the JK sword, guys after Meteor, Meteor's dreaming about..er..meteors. Maybe its just me, I get confused easily, heehee. OK, I've rambled enough, and I hope to post a story post soon.

JK [Meteor]

02-25-2000, 06:48 PM

[NSP]
^And just curious, but can anyone else see this as being an anime fantasy movie? That would rock...and I wonder what computer-generated animation..er..anime would be like.

I could do computer-generated animation (I'd show a picture but that would slow it down too much when this gets up to page 7). I could try once this is done.

^Hmmmm....and is it just me, or have Orca and Meteor thrown in about 10,000 things into the story when we weren't looking? Fearblade, the JK sword, guys after Meteor, Meteor's dreaming about..er..meteors.

lol, maybe it's just because I have to 'develop my charecter' quickly because the end is so close.........

I plan to post once I find out what Arbiter is going to do with Avenger (I don't want to get to Gebohq's place and find out that Arbiter wanter Avenger to do it).

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"Maybe you like rainbows"
Credit for this sig goes to........ JK [Meteor]!!!!

Ping_Me

02-25-2000, 09:16 PM

hehe, You just wait till the Final Fantasy Movie comes out. The only problem I have with the moive is that it has "animated love scenes". I don't know EXACTLY what they mean by "love scenes" but we can take a pretty good guess. I guess it's just based on your interpretation.

If you have played FF8, you know what quality animation this moive will have. It will rule. plain and simple.

JK [Meteor]

02-25-2000, 11:03 PM

Hmm..... Yeah. Well, it seems that I'm waiting for Arbiter to post, and it seems that everyone else (except maybe Arbiter) is waiting for everyone else to post............

Space_Orca

02-26-2000, 05:21 AM

(Actually, I was just waiting for some free time!)
Orca easily located Baza, Horaya, and Hecklord, and the march back to Orca's tower was uneventful. Instead, it was what awaited them that was eventful. A circle of Orca's troops were suspiciously watching a group of Bazaal's undead, led by Yimir.
"Greetings, Orca. I think your troops have the right idea to be cautious, although it will do nothing. I have powers beyond comprehension, and I'm afraid you will be the first test!" Yimir smirked. The undead backed off, letting Yimir stand alone. Orca only regarded Yimir with a expression of pity.
"Your power, Yimir, is only Magic. Your power may be great, but I can block it." Orca replied.
Yimir's smile spread. "You are wrong Orca. My powers come from The Power as yours do. Magic and this Force combined, as you say, create The Power. Well, you know what? I control that Power!" Yimir screamed at the sky. It was to be a dreadful mistake. Orca leaped at him and plunged Fearblade into Yimir's heart. The boy screamed, but the wound healed itself. Yimir then disappeared.
"Teleportation." Orca murmered. The undead were gone with Yimir, and Orca and his troops were now alone.
Orca slowly went inside the tower and too his throne, which he slowly sat down upon. He had much to think about.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

Arbiter

02-27-2000, 08:58 PM

Argh, you people. Ok, ok, no more leet speek.
(NSP)So, everyone's waiting on me, eh? Well, if Meteo goes to Geb's cave, i'm fine wit dat. The only way I want to use Avenger is backround for Kogi. In fact, if you want to bring Avenger to Geb's cave, that's kool too. Yes, that would work nicely. Kogi's ine bad mutha- shut yo' mouth! but i'm only talkin' 'bout Kogi! Hey, then i can dig it. Be sure Kogi bends fate to his will
"There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Horatio." -William Shakespeare, Hamlet. (Contrived quotes are awlays free).

[This message has been edited by Arbiter (edited February 28, 2000).]

Gebohq

02-28-2000, 07:47 PM

Gebohq: //Why do I keep thinking I should still be upset? I have no reason to; I talked it out with Kogi and he made more sense than I could imagine. But it all seemed too simple, too quick. I feel as if I got over my problems too quickly. They were pretty big problems there too! What am I going to do? I feel I still have to dwell on it...//

(yeah, so its a short post, but it gets the message across, right?)

JK [Meteor]

02-28-2000, 09:45 PM

(NS: Ok, well I have a plan on how to bring Avenger along)

Avenger read the message. //Meteor's going away too?!? No!! Going to Gebohq? It'd be really good, because I'd get to see Meteor and Gebohq!!// Avenger thought. He grabbed what he needed to bring with him and ran out the gates after Meteor.

# +------------------------------+ #

"Well," said Meteor, "It seems that Gebohq's place is in that direction. BTW, you haven't told me your name yet." The cloaked person pulled out a sword hidden in his cloaks and said, "I am TYVAHC the Ultimate!!!!!!" Meteor ran closer and looked at the sword, then said, "Wow, you have a neat sword!! It says, 'Fire will.... foreve---'" Tyvahc quickly put his sword away. "You shouldn't read that!!" he said. Then he turned around. Suddenly a fireball started growing in his hands. "What is it?" asked Meteor, then he turned and said, "WAIT!! It's Avenger!! Don't fire Tyvahc!!" The fireball turned into a puff of smoke.

"Is Avenger a friend of yours?" asked Tyvahc. "Yeah." Tyvahc walked away a little as Meteor and Avenger started talking. "Well, let's go." said Meteor. They started walking in the direction that Gebohq's place seemed to be, but Tyvahc stayed away from them. //That fool Avenger might ruin all my plans!!// Tyvahc thought. "What did you say Tyvahc?" asked Meteor. "Um, I said, 'Avenger will probably help us get there' http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif" Tyvahc said. Then he walked a little farther away from them and started thinking of how he could get rid of Avenger.

# +------------------------------+ #

(NS: I'm out of ideas of what should happen while they're on their way. I know what will happen once they get there, but I don't know what will happen on their way, or how long it'll take them)

Dirtbag

02-29-2000, 11:12 AM

I have no idea what's even going on anymore. Maybe we should stick to, oh, I don't know, the ONE BIG ENEMY THAT'S CONQUERING THE WORLD? Just a suggestion.

JK [Meteor]

02-29-2000, 02:17 PM

OK:

Where everyone is:

Ping - I don't know.
Meteor - With Tyvahc & Avenger
Kogi - With Gebohq
Sakana - At Merlin's Citidal?
bug - At Merlin's Citidal.

What everyone is doing:

Badguys:

Bazaal - Just sitting in his castle or whatever?
Yimir - Training to kill Bazaal
Space_Orca - Getting ready to attack?
Um, Nytzujrha - Trying to kill Meteor and Gebohq

Current plans:

Goodguys:

Main - Get together and prepare to attack.
Gebohq & Kogi - Wait for people to find them. ??% done.
Meteor & Avenger - Find Gebohq & get him to Merlin's Citidal. 51% done.
?Tyvahc? - Kill Avenger and make it look like an accident. not started.
Shawn Templar? - Find Dragonfly. ??% done
Others - Just wait? ??% done
Percent done - 90%

Badguys:

Main - Become king of everything.
Bazaal - Kill everyone. 25-75% done
Yimir - Kill Bazaal. 50-75% done
Space_Orca - Kill all badguys. ??% done
Um, Nytzujrha - Weaken everyone, then kill all badguys. ??% done
Percent done - Not allied.

Story - 85-99% done

Just in case anyone wants to find out what everyone's doing with reading through the whole thing over and over.

[This message has been edited by JK [Meteor] (edited March 01, 2000).]

Ping_Me

02-29-2000, 08:23 PM

Meteor, that made absolutly no sense. Just thought I'd let you know. http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif

Ping_Me, Pristine and Ji'tory are in the middle of the wasteland hoofing it back to Merlin's Citadel with the Sword.

Shawn Templar, Linna and Reyuan are in the city with all them winged people. The just finished out a scene that is very reminicent of FF8's ballroom scene (hmmm...) http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif We have not heard from Shawn in a long time. SHAWN WHERE ARE YOU?

Shawn Templar

03-01-2000, 04:47 PM

Ping_Me, I'm in the citadel. If you go back a few post or can remember, I had walk into the citadel and started talking to you but we posted at the same time and I had to change it. I'm waiting for Merlin to post cuz I have something planned out that should keep this story going for a little longer at least.

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"I can become enraged like Vegeta, if i smile, run...................very fast."

"Semper Fi"

Ping_Me

03-01-2000, 05:36 PM

Hehe, sorry... http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif

Gebohq

03-01-2000, 05:53 PM

Personally, I think why everyone is lost is that too many new characters have been introduced. That wouldn't be a bad thing, but most all of them seem to try to be main characters, which can be very confusing, if not distracting. I mean, I remember back in Saga of the 3rd War (grandpa voice here, heehee), I wrote Gebohq out as a minor character for the bad of merry men (merry, heehee) out to save the world from Bazaal. So either a) make them out to be lesser roles b) give them a more specific objective(s) besides kill. and no, killing a specific person doesn't count unless you include the next thing which is c)give them some motive or driving force that is unique to your character. Make your character as identifyiable as you can...it might help to even give them a line they like to say, you know, like Dr. Smith in Lost in Space.."We're doomed!" It helps keeps the reader in track of the characters, and it makes them more interested. Hope my ranting helped in some way.

Arbiter

03-01-2000, 07:05 PM

(non story post) Page six seems to be the page of epically short posts. The story seems to be stagnating or floundering. I think that it's also time to set some things straight. I'm new to these threads and you prolly won't take me too seriously. I think that some characters needs to be balanced better. Checks and balances and all that. Kogi has been pretty well unbeatable as of late, and i mean to change that. I know that we are all inclined to make a character invincible and the best, but where does a story go without downfalls of character? As an example, Merlin may've seemed the invincible leader, but his group lost the war(downfall), and was killed (the ultimate downfall). This cropped up a whole new set of problems for the characters to deal with, thus moving the story along. See what I mean? Merlin is also a balanced character. He's an all powerful guy, but at the beginning of this thread, the Archangel showed him that he had sinned, then thus he was flawed and a balanced character. His good was balanced by his unknown sin. I think we should strive to write more like Merlin.

Space_Orca

03-02-2000, 05:57 AM

First of all, I'm sick, so I won't be posting much until I feel better, or at least well enough to write well. Orca is a balanced charechter, IMHO, b/c he is very powerful like Merlin, but his flaws are as follows:
He dosn't want to be overwhelmed by power
Loves Arfrassa
Isn't allied with ANY other main charechter, or anyone but the Animals, and so he faces both Bazaal and troops AND the main heroes.

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-Space Orca
Space Orca's best qoutes:
"The Force is strong in you. The force of my lightsaber coming down!"
"A planet of pokemon? Don't bomb it from orbit. A few might survive. Get the Death Star in here!"
"Hmmmm... It looks like my Lightsaber needs a little repair work. Know of any lightsaber repair shops in town?"
"Luke Skywalker drew his lightsaber... and turned it in to the art teacher"
"Pokemon is spelled S-T-U-P-I-D!"
If you have any more funny quotes, just send them to me.

JK [Meteor]

03-02-2000, 01:19 PM

[NSP](NSP)
OK:

^a) make them out to be lesser roles

I'll try

^b) give them a more specific objective(s) besides kill. and no, killing a specific person doesn't count unless you include the next thing

Meteor's objs:
1st) Find Gebohq and bring him to Merlin's Citidal.
2nd) Wait for final battle.
3rd) Maybe help them from Space_Orca's Fearblade's Fear Aura?

^c)give them some motive or driving force that is unique to your character.

Hmm... Maybe since about half of everything that happens to Meteor is about meteor's?

^...it might help to even give them a line they like to say

Hmm... How about, "Maybe you like rainbows"? Of course http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif.

^I think that some characters needs to be balanced better. Checks and balances and all that

Meteor seems balanced to me, but what do you think? Here's all the strengths and weaknesses that have been shown:

Meteor's Strengths:

1) The JK sword
2) A weak Meteor Throw spell or something
3) He's travelled around the world

Meteor's Weaknesses:

1) He seems to be a kid, so people might not take him too seriously.
2) He falls for tricks easily (The cloaked guy is really Yerif).
3) He gets scared easily.

That's all I can think of.

Also, I want something to happen between the path from Merlin's Citidal to wherever Gebohq is. I just can't think of what, so I can't post now.

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"Maybe you like rainbows"
Credit for this sig goes to........ JK [Meteor]!!!!

JASRCC_Uber0010

03-02-2000, 02:19 PM

And than I giant meteor came out of no where, and blew everyone into oblivion like the dinosaurs...

THE END

Space_Orca

03-02-2000, 02:40 PM

This thread is for serious posters and dedicated story tellers ONLY! People who waltz in here and end the story will NOT be tolerated! *grabs a fly swatter* SCRAM! SCRAM!

Gebohq

03-02-2000, 07:49 PM

Actually, I was refering to your bad guys Meteor, your character is pretty fine (i still think the meteor thing is kind of odd, but that's just a personal preferance). I have to agree with bug on the fact that one major bad guy is a lot simplier. And hey, about the involvement with orca and Bazaal: I think the fights between the two of you are a bit downplayed. I mean, bazaal is one mean mofo(heehee, mofo). I just don't see him charging into a confrontation with orca like its been written. What do you all think? And I'll try to post a story post tommorow.

And also, if you want to take small breaks from this, write for Neverending story! You can all be funny, really!

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"...life got complicated. Well I can't wait to see this through."
(Third Eye Blind)

->Gebohq<-

Gebohq

03-04-2000, 07:56 PM

Gebohq: "Kogi, I'm starting to have doubts about going back into the war. I mean, I haven't been active in nine years. Nine years! Am I going to be able to survive?"

Kogi: "Don't think such nonsense! Our practices together have been some of the most difficult fights I've had to be in."

Geb: "But I feel for your trick. I can't believe I did that! It was the first thing I taught Tessa to do, and its was my main tactic in fighting. Have I changed so much? I--I just don't know if I can go through with this. What if I die?"

Kogi: "How can you be thinking of yourself? This war is for the people of this war! I'm surprised you said that."

*Gebohq was stunned by his words. They hit a point so deep that it shook his mind*

Gebohq: "I...I don't know. It isn't like me at all. *starts to cry*I always kept it my deepest principle to think of others before myself and...and look at me! I've broken that too! I can't believe I'm like this! What have I turned into?"

*Gebohq starts to sob uncontrolablly. Kogi stares at him with a strange look, as if to think that it wasn't like a hero like Gebohq to cry. Kogi felt more than anytime that the hero he knew was most human, despite all the awe and respect he held for him.*

u2canBcool

03-06-2000, 04:03 PM

u2canBcool comes out of nowhere and sticks his head into business that he shouldn't be sticking his head into. Unfortunately, when he realizes this, his head is stuck. Some person notices u2canBcool, comes over, and promptly chops off his head. Thus, u2canBcool can't stick his head into anything that he shouldn't anymore.

*Did anybody get the moral of this story?*

-cool http://www.GeoCities.com/Area51/Orion/9340/imgs/cool.gif

Ping_Me

03-06-2000, 05:10 PM

er...

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Don't stop baby, dreamin'
Don't stop baby, lovin'
Don't stop baby, believeing

Wasurenaide...

JK [Meteor]

03-07-2000, 01:25 PM

OK, my badguys are confusing..... Well, to make it more like 'One badguy conquering the world', how about this: They're workers of Bazaal. Bazaal told them to weaken all the goodguys.

Is that better? Thanks

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"Maybe you like rainbows"
Credit for this sig goes to........ JK [Meteor]!!!!

JK [Meteor]

03-12-2000, 09:58 AM

[nt]

Gebohq

03-14-2000, 07:05 PM

(NSP: Hey, I'll try to get the story moving along again, but if you don't mind JK, I'd like to alter a previous post of yours. It shoudl still fit, as long as the people you meet happen after this event. Basically, this post if you leaving, but with everyone else at the citadel. Hope you don't mind)

*Meanwhile, at the Citadel of the late Merlin, JK sits with his legs crossed facing a wall, his spaced-out eyes staring past the wall, as if searching for something beyond. The others sit near him, impatient for anything that he might have to foretell, especially the whereabouts of Gebohq.*

*As if struck with a brilliant idea, JK suddenly stood straight up and raised his index finger upwards in excitement.*

JK: "I know where he is! I know where Gebohq is!"

Sakana: "Where? Where? Tell us quick!"

JK: "I..I don't know the place. It's unfamiliar to me. But I know where he is, I can feel where he is. Like a compass knows where the north pole is. Quick, follow me!"

*JK started racing for the doorway. The others franticlly get their equiptment and weapons, quickly following JK through the kitchen, where bug is eating his breakfast.*

Sakana: "Bug, get your stuff quick. We're all going to get Gebohq. Hurry!"

Bug: "Wha-? Why has Geb become such a popular fellow all of a sudden. He never did much before. And why should I bother to go with-*bug touches his forehead, which is feeling the effects of a headache*--oh yeah. WAIT UP!"

*The group made their way to Gebohq's dwelling.*

(yeah, and in the next post, could someone mention who was at the Citadel, so we can mention them at Geb's place? And feel free to bring up whatever issues you'd like to happen between old friends and Geb, then we can head off to Bazaal's place, oh yeah!)

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"...life got complicated. Well I can't wait to see this through."
(Third Eye Blind)

->Gebohq<-

Ping_Me

03-15-2000, 04:34 AM

See above for the listing for characters at the Citadel. I'm not there yet.

A little foreshadowing with bug?

JepmanX

03-15-2000, 04:37 AM

Where are the wolvess????????

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--- Jepman

Looking through the Eye of Chaos (http://www.jedilegacy.net/specter/eyeofchaos/), I see it all.

JK [Meteor]

03-15-2000, 09:28 AM

[NSP]: Wow, that sounds good. Thanks....... BTW, how far is it from Merlin's Citidal to Gebohq's place? If it's only a few miles, not much would happen on their way there, but if it's 225 miles or something, they'd probably have alot of trouble getting there.......

Thanks!!

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"Maybe you like rainbows"
Credit for this sig goes to........ JK [Meteor] (http://www.geocities.com/jk_meteor)!!!!

Scout

03-15-2000, 10:46 AM

I'd imagine that Gebohq would want to be a long, long way away from Merlin's Citadel.

Gebohq

03-15-2000, 02:50 PM

(I'd imagine it'd be quite some distance too, but whatever the distance, you can either talk about teh trip or not. If it advances the plot, a 5 minute trip is worth talking about...but I'm rambling again with things most of you probably could guess. And foreshadowing with bug? Umm...possibly. I just threw that in there because some previous post mentioned bug would go into pain anytime he tried to do something bad. I figure not trying to be good would also put him in pain. And feel free to post the dialogue between Geb and others, because I really don't know what to say http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif And write all you want about Kogi, if the writer doesn't liek how he's used, he can post*evil smile* That ought to get him writing again, heehee)

*Bazaal stared into the dark pool that showed him Sakana and the others leaving the Citadel. He knew that they were leaving to find Gebohq, and thinking about the situation at hand annoyed him. He had sent Apathis to kill Gebohq, but for once in the former dark wizard's life, Apathis cared about dealing with Gebohq. It hadn't been enough to want to kill him, Apathis had to attempt to crush him completely. Gebohq had been the only person to get a rise out of Apathis, perhaps because he had been the only one to defeat him. He should of known better Bazaal thought, then to send Apathis out. He knew that people like Merlin's kind always seemed to be able to rise out of the ashes.*

*He thought about his mistake, and how he was becoming careless in his old age. That would all change soon though. With the power of darkness that Dirtbag had shown him, it was power beyond anything he could dream of, power that would let him rule forever.*

*If he was going to stop any innsurection before it became a problem, he'd have to deal with the situation personally sooner or later.*

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"...life got complicated. Well I can't wait to see this through."
(Third Eye Blind)

->Gebohq<-

Gebohq

03-15-2000, 04:25 PM

And just out of curiosity, how many readers do we have, if any, that don't write for the story? And I'm glad all the writers are still around http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif

Ping_Me

03-15-2000, 05:04 PM

Sorry, I forgot about the deal bug had made with Balthazar.

I check this place evertime there's a new post.

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Don't stop baby, dreamin'
Don't stop baby, lovin'
Don't stop baby, believeing

Wasurenaide...

Arbiter

03-15-2000, 07:38 PM

Kogi sat, meditating. His mind was clear of all things, emotion, thought, everything.
//I need guidance. I need to find out what to do next.// He felt a strange sensation of spinning, falling out of himself. He had a sensation of being pulled, or dragged through a tunnel of some sort, and he was in a dream world, of sorts. He was standing in Merlin's citadel. This Dream World was exactly as real life, so, if you got killed here, you died in real life. //I will have to be careful.//
Kogi: Guidance! I need guidance! What should I do? Where do I go?
There was no answer. His ancestors had left him. He was along for all he knew.
Kogi: Ancestors! Answer me! Please! I need direction. I need to know where I am going.
A disembodied voice boomed out from around the citadel, bass in it going through him.
Voice: To know where you are going, you must know where you have been. Kogishunjun, you must know your past.
Kogi: Grandfather? Who speaks to me?
Voice: I am one of your ancestors long past. Dear blood of my own, you will know your past .
Kogi: H-How will i know, ancient? My memory is but a fragile web that is already near torn asunder.

Voice: Then know!

Out of the corner of his eye, a light, whitest of whites, grew from a pinprick and increased to fill his vision. A stinging noise filled his ears. A scream was wrenched from Kogi's soul, rushing out of his mouth.

Kogi jerked awake, his vision blurry. Gebohq was standing over him.

Gebohq: Kogi! Kogi? Are you alright?

Kogi: Y-yes. Agh! My memory, I remember now. Does the name Avenger mean something to you?

Geb: Avenger...I have not seen him in a long while. Tell me! Where did you see him? When?

Kogi: One moment, my friend. This memory is new to me.

Gebohq

03-18-2000, 07:10 PM

Piiiing...you know you want to write the post involving this. I don't care if your character isn't with the party. You're too damn good at writing to let it be wasted http://205.229.72.73/html/smile.gif And besides, I don't know what to write about between geb and the party. Anybody? Hmm...wish Arbiter posted more often.

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"...life got complicated. Well I can't wait to see this through."
(Third Eye Blind)

->Gebohq<-

Arbiter

03-20-2000, 07:32 PM

Gebohq: Well, don't leave me hanging. What of Avenger? What do you know of him?

Kogi: Calm down, my friend. I told you that this memory is new to me. It may take a while to get them in order in my head, so please be patient.

Geb: Yes, all right.

Kogi: I guess it was, oh, about 3 or 4 years ago. I was on my way to fight in the Third War, still naive enough to believe it was still going on. I had duel swords back then, and I could use them better than I can today.

Geb: Wow. You do pretty fancy stuff with them now, how could you be any better with them?

Kogi: A sword master could do much more than I can now. I ought to practice more often. Ryouko and Kennan were my duel swords. But, I digress. I met Avenger on a dirt road very similar to the one on which I met the Daemon Lords. In fact, it was a confrontation with a lesser species of Daemon Lord that united us...

Kogi's shirt clung sweatily to his back. He was straining against the sword of the Demon.
// Why do all of the Evil One's underlings have to be proficient with sword?// Kogi thought. Kogi danced back out of the way of the Demon's sword. Swinging on his heel, he cut through another oncoming attacker.
//Down to 3. They aren't so bad alone, but in packs, they're quite vicious.// Kogi was at his best, yet only barely deflecting sowrd blow after sword blow. Kennan and Ryouko were doing their jobs, but the black blood of all Bazaal's underlings stained and rotted steel. A demon rushed Kogi, thinking that the other two were overwhelming him enough. A slash across the chest and a horizontal cut acorss the face showed it was wrong. Two. Kogi was beating back the one, but, in his sweat-blinded state and his muscles crying out for respite, he forgot the other.
"Look out!" cried a voice from behind Kogi. Kogi spun in time to see the demon looming over him, ready to strike. The black figure suddenly was flung aside as if swatted. Kogi rolled backward and planted two feet firmly in the chest of the demon he had previously been fighting. Flipping off the downed demon, Kogi made a quick stroke with Kennan and the last demon was vanquished.

Kogi: I owe you one, stranger. Here's a rag, wipe off the Demon blood before it scores your weapon

Avenger: You would have done no less for me, stranger. I am Avenger, part of The Army of The Third War, which has been dead and gone for a good 3 or 4 years.

Kogi: 3 or 4 years? I just remember leaving my village. That seemed like only a week ago! The Third War is over? How can this be? Where have I been? But I forget manners, I am Kogishunjun. You can call me Kogi.

Avenger: Let us go back to my camp. We shall puzzle over events there with a good meal.

Ping_Me

03-21-2000, 04:42 AM

Ryouko huh? http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif

Ryouko (or Ryoko) = Devil Caller

Arbiter

03-21-2000, 06:24 PM

Actually, no. I meant it as follows: [ryouko] dragon and tiger/hero/clever writing/good writer. I mean to change it to Ryuujin which means Dragon king or Dragon god

Merlin

03-22-2000, 12:05 AM

(My great thanks to Gebohq and Ping_me for continuing this work in my absence. I hope what I will add will put spark back into this tale and get things moving again. BTW what happened to Scout? Or Dirtbag? I hope I was not detained to the point where people have all given up on the story!)

Bug, Sakana, and the others prepare to set off, but see Ping_me, Pristine, and (to their suprise) Ji'tory approaching the citadel. Finally the trio enter the main chamber.

"Your not going to beleive this!" Ping_me began breathlessly (even though he didn't need air since he was a hologram).

"What is it?" Sakana asked impatiently.

"Merlin is BACK!" Pristine burst in.

"WHAT?!" said the others in near unison.

Pristine continued, "We've seen him."

"What do you mean? We saw his body burn and the ashes scattered to the four winds. How can he be alive?!" Sakana questioned them.

"I don't know how to explain it." Pristine said, "He just is. I've seen him with my own eyes." she said with conviction.

"I'll not beleive THAT untill I see it for myself!" retorted bug.

"The see it for yourself, my friend." said a voice from behind the gathered party.

Bug turn and found himself looking into the face of the man he had seen fall nine years before. Merlin had appeared with out a flash or a whisper, he was simply among them.

"My God! Merlin!" Sakana said with an expression of amazment.

"Yes. I am here." Merlin said, and stretching out his hand the room and the citadel was restored to it's former glory as it had looked nine years ago.

As they looked about themselves and were amazaed. What strange newness this was! That which felt like coming home, home to a home you had thought was forever lost. Knowing it seemed the future is never closed!

"Now is a new begining," Merlin said, "now what has been lost will be restored. What has been harmed will be healed. What has fallen will be raised up. Darkness is passing, and no good thing ever truly passes away."

Sakana began to speak again, "Does this mean you will put an end to Bazaal's reign?"

"Yes and no." Merlin said, "His reign is done, you have suffered more than enough. But the fall will not be by conquest of enemies, but by evil's own self-destructive nature. I was sent here now to call even those in the enemy camp to turn while they still have a chance."

"But how can we think of forgivness toward such a monster!" Sakana began.

"Let me tell you a tale. . . . There was once a woman who had a child she loved very much. She loved the child deeply with all her heart. And that child always responed to her. The child did as she asked. And she loved the child and the child loved her. But the hour came when she, for the sake of her enemies, handed over the child to her enemies. And I saw her watch in agony as they beat the child. And I saw her forcing herself to turn her back on the child she loved for the sake of those who where doing this. And as they beat the child it cried to its mother, "Why have you turned your back on me!" And then I saw them kill the child. And I saw the woman breakdown and cry and tears streamed from her eyes. . . . . the child's name was Jesus of Nazareth and the woman was God. Forgiveness is not merely something God says, it cost God something very basic and deep to God Himself. If He or She should sacrifice this for you, but not only for you, but for even Bazaal's sake. Why must you harden your hearts to the possibility of the realization of evil, shame for having done it, and genuine repentance for even some of those who are with Bazaal. How much has been done for you and me?" Merlin said softly.

And they fell silent. Finally after a long pause Merlin spoke again.

"If any of you do not wish to do this, I will hold no ill will toward you for this, for it is a hard thing to do. It was hard for me too, untill I saw the fate for all evil and the lost hope for the humanity they might have become. If you will not go with me, say so now."

Noone answered. "Then do not think this is a task of drudgery demanded by God, but that to those who have fallen into that enemy camp we will bring liberation. For there are those among them who have fallen and dispair, thinking they have no hope. You do not forgive because it is asked of you, but because it will heal a broken world. We are still warriors, but our enemy is not Bazaal, but the evil within him. Our sword is not of steel, but of love. So follow me and put on the full armor of God." Merlin closed.

"The armor of God?" Sakana querried.

"That by acting out of love and the desire to heal and rebuild this broken world, and its broken relationships, you form about yourself what is refered to as "virtues" which are in truth, reflections of that inner light." Merlin replied.

"But first we must reach to two who have lost themselves from our own group, Gebohq and Dragonfly. First, I beleive you were on your way to Gebohq. Go on ahead before me and tell him what has come to pass here. I will draw out Dragonfly myslef."

JK [Meteor]

03-22-2000, 08:40 PM

OK, well, hooray!! That was ultimate Merlin!!!

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Ping_Me

03-24-2000, 07:52 AM

_-_-_ I'm going to write this, disregarding Gebohq's post about all of us running out the door. _-_-_

The new day dawned bright and cheery, at least around the Citadel. Were you to wake up anywhere else you would see a depressing, brown, bleak sunrise. There was a new magic surrounding the Citadel now, since Merlin's reappearance the previous evening. A long beam of sunlight fell across Shawn Templar's eyes, making him wince. Bug groggily sat in front of a coffee machine waiting for his first cup of coffee, and Ping_Me sat next to him in front of a computer waiting for his first dose of Java. [joke]

JK was nearly jumping out of his skin. He had been impaient since the night before. He could literally feel Gebohq's location. Something like this had never happened before and it puzzled him. He was especially anxious to be off and see if his intuitions were correct. He felt that the group was moving too slowly this morning. "C'mon! C'mon! What's taking so long?"

"Will you calm down? You know Ji'tory came back last night." Sakana said, pausing. "How late were we up again?"

"Speaking of Ji'tory, where is she?" Scout said.

"I don't know. Maybe sneaking around with Reyuan." [Note: Maybe some of you don't remember Reyuan. Read the latter part of "Saga" and the beginning of "Shadows" to get up to date on him]

To make a long story short (too late) everyone shuffled into the main hall. Ten figures stood around the eternally burning fire in the middle of the hall. Sakana, Scout, JK, bug, Shawn, Linna, Ji'tory, Reyuan, Ping and Pristine all watched the fire and waited for someone to say somthing. [Hope I didn't forget anybody]

"Bazaal is sure to have noticed our actions by now." Ping began. "It is unknown however as to whether or not he considers us a threat. That leaves us guessing what his actions will be against us. Since JK has a pretty good idea as to where Gebohq is, I suggest we split this group in half. Five of us will go to find Gebohq, the other five will stay here should anything happen to the Citadel."

"The Roc can hold three people." Sakana said. "Our travel would be much faster if we just split 3-7 and went by the air."

"But that wouldn't make much of a plot would it?" Ping said.

"Well, it makes the most sense."

"So when you get there you're going to make Gebohq walk the whole way back, or is he going to dangle by the bird's legs?" Pristine said levely. Sakana rolled his eyes. "I'll go." she said.

"Wherever you go I'm going too." Ping said looking into her eyes.

"Gag." bug commented.

"Hey buggaroo, how 'bout you come with us? I think a good dose of adventure would do you good."

"What!? Listen Greenie I ain't gonna stick my neck out for --OW!-- okay I'll come."

"One more person then." JK said.

"Shawn, would you be willing to come with us?" Ping said.

The dark man simply stood loking to Ping then to Linna and back again. He looked like he was torn between going and staying with Linna.

"Double gag."

"I'll go." Scout said. Shawn all but breathed sigh of relief. Linna looked at her and nodded in thanks, Scout returned the nod with a smile.

"It's decided then. Let's jam!" JK said.

_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ 2 days later _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

"Are you sure this is the way?" bug said.

"Of course I'm sure." JK said.

Evening was falling and the sky was a grey gloom. They were passing through some marshes on thier way toward some low mountains. Light was getting sparse and the trail through the marsh was becoming faint. bug swatted a misquito that was happily sucking in parasitic contentment, he rolled his eyes at JK. "Look, well be there in another three days, tops!" JK said in his defense.

They continued on in silence. bug swatted yet another misquito. "Dangit, Greenie how come you can't be like a bug zapper or something!!"

"And my first order of business would be to zap you." Ping said. "We're not going to get very much farther tonight, so lets just break camp."

bug muttered something about breaking someONE, but was suddenly busy rubbing his temples. Thunder rumbled in the distance as the sky grew darker and the group lit a fire. Bug, Scout and JK ate whatever provisions they had on them while Ping and Pristine tried to draw and restore as much energy as they could from the fire. It wasn't long before strange lights began to float eeirily through the ancient scraggily trees. They appeared in tones of blue and white appearing here and there, then winking out.

"The swamp gas is restless tonight." Bug said dryly.

"What is that?" Scout said.

"Basically what Bug said." Ping said. "Quite possibly methane gas is reflecting the light of the moon somewhere or the light from our fire. Legends say that they're the spirits of those who met thier end in the marshes. Or the spirits of those whose graves were swallowed by the marsh. Spirits, ghosts, the stories are about the same thing." Ping said quite calmly as the lights continued to float around them. Lightning flashed close by, as if to add it's own point to the story.

They continued to sit in silence. The air became very heavy and a strange sound was heard in the distance. It was awhile before they heard it again, a sort of squishing sound echoing lightly through the skeleton-like trees. The gloom increased around them.

JK suddenly stood up and looked beyond Ping into the trees. The others quickly noticed Jk action and did thier very best to mimic it. "I saw something. A light."

"You dipstick, we've been seeing lights all night long." Bug said.

"No, no. It was bright, like the campfire, and yellowish orange." They all continued to look on, unitll they too saw something. It was bright, but it moved slowly between distant trees, meandering aimlessly. The same squishing sound accompanied this new sight. They waited untill it came into a better view. It stood a little better than a man's hieght, and seemed to be made entirely of mud. It looked like the very floor of the marsh, furthermore it rippled with fire. Bight flames ran like snakes across it's muddy exterior. It lumbered sowly toward them each time is foot touched down in the swamp, it made that squishing sound.

"Pop Quiz! What is it?" Bug said.

"Well to take a wild guess, taking into account the mud, the fire and it's humanoid form, maybe a being brought to life from some corpse that has been perserved by the marsh. Perhaps reanimated by that last bolt of lightning or some dark sorcery. Methane gas could explain the fire."

"So it's an "Evil Undead Flaming Mud Monster". This story needs some new writers."

"I wonder what it wants." Pristine said. Everyone looked at Bug.

"What? I don't have a comment for everything!"

They waited and soon the creature stopped about three meters in front of them. Ping arched an eyebrow. It just stood there making a disgusting burbling noise. Everyone looked at the creature, then at each other then back again. Another pause.

Ping was about to suggest something when he was hit by a long arm of mud that shot from the belly