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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\"         Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| We had to listen to a conversation between two people. Ha ha. Fuck that.
The following conversation never existed, by the way. Disclaimer: My car wouldn’t start, and I don’t get out much anyway. Technically, this is a conversation between people (me and my friend Jake), so I don’t see the problem. Conversation: From Zenelly Kupfioso: hey To Zenelly Kupfioso: whats up, man? From Zenelly Kupfioso: nothing. where are you? To Zenelly Kupfioso: glast heim prison. good leveling here. what level are you? where are you? From Zenelly Kupfioso: 63. just learned Holy Cross, so that’ll help with undead monsters. Huntin goblins now. Looking for a Red Bandana to sell. To Zenelly Kupfioso: lol ok To Zenelly Kupfioso: dammit; hang on. someone needs to die. From Zenelly Kupfioso: lol alright. Experience gained: 32896 Base: 2.67% Job: 2.89% You got Red Gemstone 1 ea. The prison level of the Glast Heim castle was a disgusting sight. Dank and dirty, it shed little to no light; the only illumination came from the few torches that lined the halls of the death filled cavernous hell. As she walked along the gloomy passageways past the cells and numerous torture devices, she could hear a faint ringing in her ear. The telepathy was kicking again. “Sheyna; you alright? Where are you?” Once again; a perfectly good adventure interrupted. She sighed. She was getting tired of this, even though she liked the valiant Crusader who was contacting her. “I’m fine, Zenelly. I’m in the Glast Heim prison. How about you?” His mellow voice could be easily understood through the patterns in her mind, as if her were really there. “Goblin hunting. I’m trying to recover a few items, but it’s not going so well. None of them have anything on them.” In the distance, outside of her little conversation, a faint groaning could be heard, and with each second, it grew louder. Sheyna, the powerful Soul Linker, had a fight on her hands. “Zenelly, I’ll talk with you later. I got a visitor”. With that, she severed her telepathic connection, and proceeded to track down the source of the noise. Chains clinked together, and a faint odor of decaying flesh aroused her senses. She readied her staff in preparation, and as she did, her enemy became clear. It was a Zombie Prisoner, a common sight in the under halls of the castle. Flesh was peeling off its face as it staggered ever so closer. In defense, she summoned the magical essences from within her, and raised her weapon as the air around it began to glow. “Estun!” she shouted, and with that, a glowing whites sphere was shot towards the enemy at breakneck speed, knocking it off balance. “Now for the finishing blow! Esma!” With her cry, the air around the tip of the rod was formed into a reverse vacuum, and expelled ten bolts of magical energy discs into the viscera of her hapless opponents, cutting it to ribbons. The experience gain from this creature was minimal, but every little bit counted, she thought. She snatched up the shimmering red stone that lay nestled in the shredded bits of the monster that lay defeated and pocketed it. It may rake in a little bit of money. She sighed and dispelled the rest of the magic surrounded her, and continued through the derelict catacombs, ready from anything else that may come. |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| This is literature... it goes to story relm.
damn you old habits. Nice description though. =P |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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| This was an English assignment? **shrugs** How'd you do on it btw...
But I really like the description as well. When playing RPGs, one fights the monster, then a window comes up saying how much money has been earned, EXP, and other spoils. Pretty cool reading it as a story.  |
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