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 Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 8:57 pm
Lyssan Without another word the fox leaps into the air, vanishing almost instantly... after what seemed like an eternity, she comes to land in a small odd clearing... a pocket in the middle of nowhere... the thread ends here... but where is she... (need description,,, austin) Your majesty, I would advise you to leave. I am about to rain negation and emptiness down upon the locker, and I don't want you caught in the crossfire. Take my thread and go home. Lead us out when I am done.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 8:58 pm
Lyssan Without another word the fox leaps into the air, vanishing almost instantly... after what seemed like an eternity, she comes to land in a small odd clearing... a pocket in the middle of nowhere... the thread ends here... but where is she... (need description,,, austin) she sees nothing just blank darkness she feels no purpose that is how would be if it existed a voice screams "help" like the voice of a small child)
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 8:59 pm
the fox begins to pace the limits of it's confines.... emptiness spreads about all about her... nothing feels right about this place... raisng her nose to the air she sniffs for any trace of her vice-captain... but all semblence is fading...
there is something very very wrong about this pocket and it seems to be shrinking
she hears a voice and her ears perk up... that... that was austin... but where?
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:00 pm
*Kerobian ignores the Dragon's flight, knowing that it cannot escape. Rising into the air, he plunges his six tentacles deep into the Void, letting aethr flow through him and out of his hands, where it forms siphoning suckers that lance into the very fabric of the locker's reality, draining away its substance*
Survive this, Dragon. The coffin will survive because I protect it. You have no such luck.
Your majesty, take the coffin and get out of here. Do you want to be sucked up too?
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:01 pm
Kerobian Lyssan Without another word the fox leaps into the air, vanishing almost instantly... after what seemed like an eternity, she comes to land in a small odd clearing... a pocket in the middle of nowhere... the thread ends here... but where is she... (need description,,, austin) Your majesty, I would advise you to leave. I am about to rain negation and emptiness down upon the locker, and I don't want you caught in the crossfire. Take my thread and go home. Lead us out when I am done. (the dragons voice reminds him) "you cant reach her if you wish to find her you must enter the locker and it will not be the same for you Void walker your fear is different therefore your locker will be different"
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:03 pm
Kerobian *Kerobian ignores the Dragon's flight, knowing that it cannot escape. Rising into the air, he plunges his six tentacles deep into the Void, letting aethr flow through him and out of his hands, where it forms siphoning suckers that lance into the very fabric of the locker's reality, draining away its substance* Survive this, Dragon. The coffin will survive because I protect it. You have no such luck. Your majesty, take the coffin and get out of here. Do you want to be sucked up too? touch me void walker and fate will be the same it is inevitable...
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:04 pm
austin124 Kerobian Lyssan Without another word the fox leaps into the air, vanishing almost instantly... after what seemed like an eternity, she comes to land in a small odd clearing... a pocket in the middle of nowhere... the thread ends here... but where is she... (need description,,, austin) Your majesty, I would advise you to leave. I am about to rain negation and emptiness down upon the locker, and I don't want you caught in the crossfire. Take my thread and go home. Lead us out when I am done. (the dragons voice reminds him) "you cant reach her if you wish to find her you must enter the locker and it will not be the same for you Void walker your fear is different therefore your locker will be different" You forget one thing, Jones. I am a Voidborn. I have no heart, and therefore no emotions. I cannot feel fear, thusly I can see the locker for what it truly is. And I am destroying it for all time.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:07 pm
Kerobian austin124 Kerobian Lyssan Without another word the fox leaps into the air, vanishing almost instantly... after what seemed like an eternity, she comes to land in a small odd clearing... a pocket in the middle of nowhere... the thread ends here... but where is she... (need description,,, austin) Your majesty, I would advise you to leave. I am about to rain negation and emptiness down upon the locker, and I don't want you caught in the crossfire. Take my thread and go home. Lead us out when I am done. (the dragons voice reminds him) "you cant reach her if you wish to find her you must enter the locker and it will not be the same for you Void walker your fear is different therefore your locker will be different" You forget one thing, Jones. I am a Voidborn. I have no heart, and therefore no emotions. I cannot feel fear, thusly I can see the locker for what it truly is. And I am destroying it for all time. Jones? you are mistaken voidwalker and you do have fears the fears that you might have fears....
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:09 pm
Lyssan the fox begins to pace the limits of it's confines.... emptiness spreads about all about her... nothing feels right about this place... raisng her nose to the air she sniffs for any trace of her vice-captain... but all semblence is fading... there is something very very wrong about this pocket and it seems to be shrinking she hears a voice and her ears perk up... that... that was austin... but where? (a faint voice answers faintly) Lyssan? is that you?
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:10 pm
at first the fox seems oblivious to her shrinking environment... then she seems to smile.... gathering her tails about her, she sits down and begins to weave the small tendrils of ethereal essence she finds drifting through the pocket... slowly the coffin grows more distinct... then the grass beneath it... a tree fades into view... oddly twisted but fully alive... and then another....
she lies down on the grass and continues to work... a fly buzzes about her ear and she sighs contentedly... but it takes all her concentration to continue her efforts and not succomb to the lure of the spell....
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:12 pm
Lyssan at first the fox seems oblivious to her shrinking environment... then she seems to smile.... gathering her tails about her, she sits down and begins to weave the small tendrils of ethereal essence she finds drifting through the pocket... slowly the coffin grows more distinct... then the grass beneath it... a tree fades into view... oddly twisted but fully alive... and then another.... she lies down on the grass and continues to work... a fly buzzes about her ear and she sighs contentedly... but it takes all her concentration to continue her efforts and not succomb to the lure of the spell.... (The voice grows louder) YAHAR MATEY THAT BE YOU BY THAT TREE? pirate
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:12 pm
Dragon or Jones, your home is almost destroyed. Look around you. All that is left are a few tatters of this once fine world. I'll leave you the crumbs and take the coffin.
*Extracts his tenacles from the void and wraps them around the coffin*
And while I do not feel fear, I am not afraid of it. I would welcome it, in fact. It would mean I had my heart back. Don't bother trying to follow me. All connections on this coffin are broken, absorbed by my power. Follow me and I'll absorb you!
*Teleports away after breaking the coffin open and placing Austin inside his robe*
Lyssan, I've got him. Get out of there. The locker is going to implode!
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:15 pm
Kerobian Dragon or Jones, your home is almost destroyed. Look around you. All that is left are a few tatters of this once fine world. I'll leave you the crumbs and take the coffin. *Extracts his tenacles from the void and wraps them around the coffin* And while I do not feel fear, I am not afraid of it. I would welcome it, in fact. It would mean I had my heart back. Don't bother trying to follow me. All connections on this coffin are broken, absorbed by my power. Follow me and I'll absorb you! *Teleports away after breaking the coffin open and placing Austin inside his robe* Lyssan, I've got him. Get out of there. The locker is going to implode! He is not in that coffin voidfool you can try to destroy the locker but you will fail you are failing the only thing being achieved here is nothing....
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:17 pm
the fox hums a soft aimless tune as the pocket reverses it's slow disintegration and begins to grow... when it hears a familiar voice it increases it's efforts... but creation is slow and steady work.... distruction needs not concern itself with it's end results as long as it destroys... but creation involves a complicated weaving... with the threads of life slowly placed just so....
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:18 pm
austin124 Kerobian Dragon or Jones, your home is almost destroyed. Look around you. All that is left are a few tatters of this once fine world. I'll leave you the crumbs and take the coffin. *Extracts his tenacles from the void and wraps them around the coffin* And while I do not feel fear, I am not afraid of it. I would welcome it, in fact. It would mean I had my heart back. Don't bother trying to follow me. All connections on this coffin are broken, absorbed by my power. Follow me and I'll absorb you! *Teleports away after breaking the coffin open and placing Austin inside his robe* Lyssan, I've got him. Get out of there. The locker is going to implode! He is not in that in a coffin voidfool you can try to destroy the locker but you will fail you are failing the only thing being achieved here is nothing.... You're the fool, dragon! Voidmages are illusion mages! *A sharp pain rips through the dragon's neck, followed by a pleasant numbness* Even Dragons aren't immune to a manticore's venom, and My body can produce Mortitoxin, a privilege I paid through the nose to gain. Goodbye, dark-one.
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