Charas-Project
Off-Topic => Archive => RP Board => Topic started by: Linkforce on April 30, 2005, 04:17:15 AM
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Okay, I want to start a "thing" like the RP threads that are already here. The story will be started by whoever can make a good beggining first, and will be played out from there. If you want to join, just post info on you'r character. A few rules though:
1. No amazingly powerful godlike charcters. lol
2. Don't make events in the story that make no sense please.
3. All Welcome to join. :D
So ill start off with my character.
Name: Link
Age:18
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 157
Race: Human
Class: Bounty Hunter
Weapon: Gunblade
Worships: No one
Tactics: Sabotage
Personality: Revengful and Merciful
Alignment: Neutral
Bio: Link is a Bounty Hunter who is searching fo an ancient relic. He takes random jobs in hopes of finding this relic. The Relic is said to grant its master what its heart desires most. Which now is unknown to everyone.
Vessel: Zhagnol- This ship was primarily made for shipping cargo. But since Link heard of the race, he has stolen the ship,(because he doesnt have enough money) and has re-worked it just enough so that it could race. It may not look it, but the additions that have been added to the ship will eather make it or break it.
If you want to join just post you charcter and ill tell you if your in. :D
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Name: Zaknafein Naerth
Age:20
Height: 5'6
Weight: Unknow
Race: Drow
Personality: Calm and wise
Alignement: Neutral Evil
Weapon: Adamantine Mace
Class: Mage of Kiaransalee
Diety: Kiaransalee
Offensive Tactics: Necromancer Spells/Ambush
Bio: Zaknafein was raised in Ched Nasad, a Drow city in the underground of Calimshan. He is the son of Matron Mother Naerth of the famous Naerth family. Zaknafein is often praised for his strong magical powers and some say he has gained the favor of Kiaransalee herself. Zaknafein is one of the few male Drow to ever gain the favor of a diety because the Drow are a matriarchal society. He was sent on a 'Trial of Kiaransalee' when he attained 18 and completed sucessfully with ease which brought the rumor of 'Zaknafein, Kiaransalee's Prodigy'.
Vessel: A ship similar to the 'Predator'
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A RP? Sounds good enough to me
Name: Grandy
Age:15
Height: 1,83 meters
Weight: 143
Race: Human
Class: Thief
Weapon: Hokku Magic Blade (a dagger)
Tactics: Infiltrate
Personality: Optmist
Alignment: Neutral
Bio: Grandy is an adventurer who doesn't really have a goal, he just travels in the world to find somehing that cure his boredom.
I'll post an beggining tomorrow if no one come with a good idea
Vessel: SouthWind An airship made only for races, by Grandy, it was made so it could be controlled by only one person, but it can support up to 30 people in it. It has only one cannon, and would probably lose to any fight. It looks like FF9 Prima Vista, only a little smaller. It turn ons if someone clap the hands, and off if someone claps the hands three times, so its really annoyin in birthday parties.
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Ok, your both in. And yea, ill post a beggining either 2morrow or later today. So no one post unless you pm it to me instead and ill tell u if its ok.
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Okay, here's the story.
This World is a calm and peaceful world that never new Evil or anything of that nature. The King has fallen upon an ancient relic that grants the user one wish. The King in his "giving" nature, decides to have a World Wide Race to determin who gets to use it. The winner of this race will be granted possesion of this ancient relic. But as the "racers" begin to form, an unsespecting evil prepares itself, for it has a wish. A wish of total control of every race of people in the world.
Now, since this is a different type of RP, youo have to include in your posted charcter, clearly, the name of your vessel. They will all be airships, and you are allowed one unique attribute to it. Nohing too good. If I think it's too good, I will PM you and we will sort it out. Be sure to include a description of your vessel. And if you are a charcter that wants to tag along with some one elses ship, than say so as you ship name. (Make it in bold so it is vissible) Comments on the story are welcome if you think something should be changed. So thats it. :D
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Can I join?
Name: Dragonium
Age: Approx. 5000
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 159
Race: Half-Dragon
Class: Dragonslayer
Weapon: Draa Blade (A heavy two-handed sword)
Worships: The Ancient Gods of Mizunn
Battle Tactics: Confront the Leader alone
Personality: Dedicated and mystic, but gets angry when upset
Alignment: Neutral
Bio: An ancient DragonSlayer who believes he is human. He is vengeful for his friend Sino who was killed by a Dragon long ago, seemingly without reason. He was soon taken in by the Slayers' Circle, a secret band of DragonSlayers, and he was later given the Seed of Ages, which grants unnatural long life and strength. A few years later, the time of the final assault came. The Slayers' Circle attacked the heart of Dragon Territory. No-one from either side was left alive - except for Dragonium.
Now around 5000 years old, Dragonium has come to hear of the King's race. He knows that it is likely that the best racers will line up to race, and he will probably not be able to keep up to their standard, but he feels in his heart that it is just another path he must take on his quest for knowledge.
Vessel: Heartland. An airship that Dragonium helped to design for the assault on Dragon Territory. It is designed more for battle than for speed, but with several small adjustments, Dragonium has turned it into an acceptable race craft. It may still be slower than normal, but with its manouverability and powerful weaponry on board, it is certainly not to be trifled with.
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sure you in. ;) :D
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Can I join, Link?
My char:
Name: Daegurth
Age: 18
Height: 1.84 meters
Weight: 61 kg
Race: Human
Class: Bard (fights nicely with a sword though, sings songs and recites poems)
Weapon: A sword called "Dancing Edge"
Personality: Nervous and a bit bothersome, but gentle.
Alignment: Good
story: He is the son of a human landlord and a slave. The landlord did not want to recognize him as his son, so he abandoned him, and when he was 10 years old, his mother died, since then he ws "raised in the streets". To escape from his unbearable pain, he writes poetry and sings at bars about his sadness, and to take care of himself, he trained as a swordsman. He traveled through many places and worked as a merc to train. He got the Dancing Edge for killing an ogre at a far away village. Since then he doesn't work as a merc no more and only frequents bars where people are willing to listen to his sad story...
Is it ok?
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Hey is it too late for me to join?
Name: Charaman
Age:15
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 165
Race: Human
Class: Thief
Weapon: Dagger
Worships: agnostic hedonism
Tactics: theivery
Personality: Passive
Alignment: Chaotic good
Bio:Good at heart, Charaman is an anarchist because of the government assassination of his parents when he was ten years old. He lets people walk over him, but they soon find that their mistreatment of this character will cost them their most valuable possessions.
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You both can be in, but you need to post your vessels name and description. And i suppose i started it too soon, so ill wait for more people first.
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Name: Artemis "Trigger Gaurd" Kleid
Age: 24
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 173
Race: Human
Class: Fugitive
Weapon: 2 Colt 1911's fitted to alternatively fire his special "Unforgiver" bullet
Worships: Only the steel in his bullets
Tactics: Try not to be seen, but if they do, pump 'em full of lead
Personality: Merciful before a battle, but vicious and unforgiving during a fight
Alignment: Depends on who's chasing him
Bio: A former freelance bounty hunter, no guild would hire him due to his rashness when hunting down a bounty. Although his success rate was 98% of 133, he became a fugitive when his region of Gerynick's government chose him as a patsy for many numerous illegal activities they committed. He was only 18 when this happened and for the last 6 years he's done nothing but try and avoid those hunter's after him. He earned his nickname Trigger Gaurd for his tendency to allow all his oppenents, even those who wish to kill him, the chance to leave and not fight. Those that choose to fight usually aren't around long enough to make another bad choice. The Unforgiver bullet is a bullet with a shell filled with a specific mixture of gunpowder and other materials that when ignited forces the bullet out of the chamber at such speeds that it can pierce nearly 10 ft of steel. It was given it's name because when it's coming at you there is nothing you can do, it will not forgive you for what you've done.
Vessel: K-178-2 a.k.a. Resentment- The K-178-2 was a medium sized ship, built for the task of hunting down fugitives and escapees. This one in-particular is the only one ever hit with one of his Unforgiver bullets that was still operational after being hit. Taking it as a good sign, he improved it's armor ten-fold, upgraded the cannons on board, improved its thrusters and shrinked it's cockpit to a size more befitting of a war craft. Although it was built for optimum abillity in areal combat and escape, it's beginning to get a little wear and tear from it's 3 years of constant usage with no professional repairs or tune-ups.
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yea, your in. :D a few more people and ill start the story.
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Here we go!
Name:Hector Ragnasaw
Age:23
Height:6'0"
Weight:170
Race:Human
Class:Ex-Police Officer
Weapon:Colt.45,modified to rapid fire on enemys,also only shoots the fugitives(Except Artemis Kleid)
Worships:God and Jesus
Tactics:Whatever one needed
Personality:Merciful when not dealing with a criminal,non-merciful when dealing with a criminal
Alignment:Lawful Good
Bio:Law is on his side,a noble and honorable man. Used to be a cop in the department. He is a former criminal,until 6 years of prison. He had a very bad childhood,he used to suffer the worst beatings a child could have,he was very tough as a cop,until he made the worst mistake,he killed 50 citizens in a shoot out. He was given 2 months in pison,(because criminals lead him there)
he just got out of prison now. What he'll do next we'll never know.
Vessel: K-178-3 a.k.a. Killer Cop-Built for Ex-policemen who went to jail. Freshly made. Very new. Modified to fire missles,shoot a machine gun,and sea to land to air transformation. The only downside is it cannot move fast on land. Very futureistic. Car-sized.
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Yea, Your in too. Just a few more people.....like 3 at least.
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oh sorry
wessel- just a regular motorcycle.
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What Year is it?(Specific Year please)
Another thing,how can people use ships and guns?
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Well, I don't know the exact year, but it is a mixed era. No rocket launchers or anything of that sort allowed. Only airships and boats, so charaman, you need to switch to something else. Also, guns are acceptable as well as any other ship weapons.
Ex.-Cannons
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can i be in too?
Name: Omega
Age:17
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 196
Race: Unknown Humanoid
Class: Assassin
Weapon: Sniper Rifle, Dual Knives
Worships: nothing
Tactics: stealth
Personality: Passive
Alignment: Chaotic evil
Bio: although a good person, Omega lost his family at a young age to a band of theives, he now kills for money in hopes that he will be hired by this mysterious group so he can finally have revenge. he will do any job for the right money.
Vessel: if a vessel is required, he is loaned one at the beginning of his assingment.
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A few points I wanna make, just so it doesn't ruin the entire RP.
a) Vessel: K-178-3 a.k.a. Killer Cop-Built for Ex-policemen who went to jail. Freshly made. Very new. Modified to fire missles,shoot a machine gun,and sea to land to air transformation. The only downside is it cannot move fast on land. Very futureistic. Car-sized.
We need a definete time zone here. And I thought you said missiles and machine guns were out? That's just unfair to everyone else. Besides, Sea-Land-Air transformation? What the hell are you thinking?
b) We have waaay too many assassins and thieves. Grandy got here first. Live with it. Characters just don't seem original.
c) Everyone stop trying to be taller than the person before them! It's not like everyone is gonna be 6'+ you know! My character, you can expect to be tall because he's 5000 frickin' years old. Omega, seeing as he's "Humanoid" seems okay too. But I'm bored of everyone who gets here last trying to be the coolest.
d) Once again, we should only have one of each sort of character. If you can't think of something original, please don't just copy someone else's stuff.
I'm sorry to rant and complain, but it really annoys me when this happens.
By the way, Link, how about a FF4 sort of timezone. That way, it seems right.
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I think it should be as tall as you actually are. I am 6' 1" so I put it. But I really do doubt everyone is over 6".
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Okay, to clear things up.
1. All characters have to be original and not related to any other.
2. The time zone is similar to FF4, so no futuristic wepons/vehicles.
3. Also, no guns too. Ex.-Machine guns, bazookas, etc. The only exception is a pistol and a type of weapon with a gun grafted in it. Ex.-Gunblade.
Edit: Omega your in.
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I said it could,but it needs AMMO!
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ugh- vessel- the madarian.
A ship stolen from the king of a far off land, it is very luxorious, , but moves slowly Equipped with multiple cannons.
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is my sniper rifle out then?
if assassin is overdone, then ill change to 'spirit mage' but only if neccesary: then change my rifle to 'spirit magic'
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Here's Daegurth's vessel: A gondola (like Venice's) witch he drives with a large staff. Is that OK?
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This looks like fun can i join? Here's my character
Name: Beleron
Age:23
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 120lbs
Race: Golgan (pretty much a dwarf but I like the way this sounds)
Class: Cleaver
Weapon: Double handed axe
Worships: nothing
Tactics: Charge in and keep hitting them
Personality: Rowdy
Alignment: Neutral
Bio: Beleron started his training as a Cleaver when he was 13 and was should tremendous potential with the axe. However before he could complete his training the training camp was destroyed along with most of the students and instructors. Beleron and a few of the other serving students left the destruction of the training grounds and went their separate ways searching for new places to train or whoever was responsible for the carnage.
Vessel: He uses vessels as needed but does not have one of his own.
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Okay, everything is good. You are all in. And Big Duke, yea, ill allow the sniper rifle.
Important: From now on, whoever wants to join, has to board someone elses vessel with their permision. Or unless i decide it, through PM, i might let you get your own vessel. I hereby claim this RP officially [GLOW]Started[/GLOW]
King: Send word to the others. I want this race conveyed to every race known to man.
Soldier: Yes sir! *Walks away*
King: This race will determine who is truly worthy of such power. Instead of taking it for myself, why not make a game out of it. *smirks*
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*A few days later, one of the messager soldier arrives at Zaknafein's hideout*
Zaknafein: Come in....
Soldier: I come on behalf of the King to give notice of a great race that will be held soon. He wants the greatest pilots to come and face the others.
Zaknafein: For fun? As if I would go entertain a rivvin**...
Soldier: The grand prize is an ancient relic that grants the owner any 'one' wish.
Zaknafein: Any wish...Ok I will go with my 'Predator' but consider yourself lucky to even have reached my house...the underdark is filled with monsters.
Soldier: I've got a monster-warding talisman, nothing to worry about.
Zaknafein: Fine then you go and tell your pathetic excuse of a ruler that the Drows will be represented by me, the Underdark's Greatest Pilot.
*soldiers leave*
**Rivvin is the Drow word for surface/human
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*During the same day*
*Platoon of troops arrive at a bar in a busy city called Kirla*
Soldier: Attention! May I have your attention!
There is a message from the King. A race is to be held in the royal castle. To the victor goes a priceless relic of ancient history...
*Man with a hat covering his eyes jerks his eyes upward*
Soldier:...bring only your best racers. All are welcome, but heed this warning. If you are not skilled, you will surely fall.
*Soldiers exit the bar*
Man:*Thinks to himself* Could this be it?
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*In the city of Rishkin, a soldier climbs on top of a balcony*
Soldier: Attention to all! The king wishes to announce a race to all of the people of this world! The prize is a mystic artifact allowing one man a wish! Let those weak of heart and knees not join, for the ground will surely be spilled with your blood!
*Below in the streets*
Cloaked Man: So, this race is open to all?
Soldier 2: Yes, that's right, all those who wish to enter may participate.
Cloaked Man: No matter if they have former, how to say, problems with the law?
Soldier 2: That's correct, but why do you ask?
Cloaked Man: *Smirks* No reason, just curiosity. *He walks away into the shadows*
Soldier 2: *As the cloaked man leaves* Wait, was that?...
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*Back at Kirla*
*In a repair garage*
Man: Hey! Stark! You here?
Stark: *From a back room* Yea, I'm here......Link is that you?
Link: Yea, it's me!
*Stark walks from the back room toward Link*
*They greet eachother and Link tells Stark of the upcoming race*
Link: So, I'll need the Zhagnol.
Stark: You know I can't just give it to you for something so vague as this.
Link: I really need it though. This could be the Relic I've been looking for.
*Stark thinks to himself*
*Stark walks over to his desk, sifts through some papers, and pulls one out*
Stark: Here, take this to Jimmy's. Tell him I sent'cha.
Link: So you'll....
Stark: Yea, I'll lend it to ya. But you're not going alone. I'm comin' with ya.
*Stark winks*
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*in a darkened room somewhere near rishkin*
shady looking guy: there is a race being held, the reward is a relic said to grant the wish of anyone who holds it
omega: hmmm... you want this relic?
shady: of course, youre the only man i can trust for this job.
omega: do you want me to win the competition, or aquire the reilc by any means possible?
shady: the legend states that it must be handed down to have its powers used... youll have to win it.
omega: you know... this wont be cheap
shady: i understand and have plenty of cash, half now...
omega: ...half on delivery (this should be simple, take the relic, and use it to get revenge) i know the routine by now
*omega takes his rifle, knives, and money, and begins to walk out...*
shady: wait, you know i could-
omega: i work alone... *leaves*
omega: i work alone
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*Somewhere in the centre of an age-old city named Mizunnia. A messenger puts a poster on the wall of a building, advertising the race. It is placed next to a Wanted poster, which seems to be fairly old*
*A stranger in a heavy coat approaches the poster, and tears the Wanted poster down the middle, before noticing the race poster*
Stranger: Insumn... Firlen mie hynu fyrv ciaer...
*He throws off his coat, revealing a glistening suit of armour and a 5 foot long leather scabbard holding a two-handed broadsword - both ornately decorated*
Stranger: Kayemm fiu mina scerr, tagle nim okagi byyt...
*He shakes his head, flicking his shoulder-length scarlet hair out of his face. He then reaches for the poster, and scans it briefly*
Stranger: "To all who dare, the King proclaims a race around the world. All who own Airships may attend, however loss of life will not be a responsibility of the Kingdom. The prize shall be a relic of great power, which may grant the user's most desired wish".
*He stuffs the poster into a pouch on his belt, and walks down an archway into darkness, muttering to himself all the way*
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*A man with green clothes/hair and eyes is walking down an street, he stops, read a sign, and smiles, then he run away to one Vessel stoped next to the town and flies to the castle*
In the sign was write:
To all who dare, the King proclaims a race around the world. All who own Airships may attend, however loss of life will not be a responsibility of the Kingdom. The prize shall be a relic of great power, which may grant the user's most desired wish
Man: *thinking* "My wish, uh? Well, I just wish some adventures and maybe one or other cute girl with me. This sounds like an adventure! I just need to find a cute girl now ^_^"
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At a bar, a young bard recites with his heart a sad poem. Then, a soldier enters and notices everyone about the race.
The young bard asks: "What is the price for winning?"
The soldier answers: "You will be rewarded with a relic which can grant any wish. Who are you? "
Daegurth: If this relic can grant ANY wish, then I'll win the race. My name is Daegurth and it is a name that nor you nor anyone must forget for the rest of their lives! My gondola is faster than what it looks, so I'll be able to win although I do not own an airship. I have traveled a lot, so I know almost all the tricks of a fast travel! Farewell! *leaves the bar*
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*The stranger enters an old house, with a large storehouse outside it. It is lit by a few torches, and a wooden chair adorns the centre, next to a larger table covered in bits of parchment*
Dragonium: Urgh... I wonder...?
*He leans on the table and scans a few pieces of paper, glancing at the poster every so often*
Dragonium: Ah... Yes... *He unbuckles the cuff of his right arm, revealing a small lump inside his wrist*
Dragonium: The Seed of Ages... "Immensely long life, and great strength"... A charmed life...
*He slams his fist down on the table, the legs buckle, and splinters fall from them*
Dragonium: That is all I know of it... Perhaps... *He rereads the poster* Yes...
*He sits down on the chair, and pours himself a drink from a hip flask, draining his glass in one gulp*
Dragonium: I may test this relic's power...
*Suddenly, he stands up and walks outside, turning into the outhouse and undoing the lock. Inside is an airship, small as airships go, but nevertheless a formidable sight. It is beautifully polished, with red sails bearing an ancient symbol, and foreign words engraved in gold into its side*
Dragonium: The Heartland... How I wondered when the time would come... *He strolls up to it, and climbs a rope ladder hanging from the side of it, then stands leaning over the port side* Just like old times.
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*Jimmy's Garage in Kirla*
Link:*Walks through a garage gate* Yo, Jimmy!
Jimmy: *Undeneath an airship, tuning it up*Who's that?
Link: Who do ya think it is?
*Jimmy slides from underneath the airship*
*He gets up and holds out his arms to hug Link*
Jimmy: Link! *Hugs* Man, It's been a long time.
Link: Three years I think?
Jimmy: Too long...*notices the paper in Links hand* Can I help you with anything?
Link: Actually, yeah...*lifts paper up to Jimmy and hands it to him*
*Jimmy carefully reads the note*
Jimmy: A race huh?
Link: Yea, and I'll need the Zhagnol.
Jimmy: Well Link ma boy, you came at just the right time!
*Winks at Link as he lead him around to the airship*
Jimmy: I just finished tuning up this baby. Fixed the engine for maximum efficiency, tuned up its navigational system, and of course... *signals above to a worker*
*A large black cannon erupts from the front of the ship*
*Inside is a very large spear with a chain attached to it*
Jimmy:...what would you do without this baby. *Winks*
Link: Haha! Jimmy, I love ya man!
Jimmy: Here, take it, she's all yours.
Link:.....Thanks Jimmy.
Jimmy: But under one condition........you steam the other competeters and show them what this baby's made of!
Link: Can do buddy, can do.
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*In an alley in the lower part of town*
Cloaked Man; No, no, no, no, no , NO!!! Which one of these booths was it?! They all look the same! *Walks about 10 feet* Ah! Here she is.
*Pulls on large tarp covering what appears to be a fruit stand*
Cloaked Man: Still good as new.
*As the tarp slides off it reveals a tattered old military airship, it's old steel hull dulls everything in it's reflection. The front is a giant glass cockpit, the glass as dark as the shadows the ship is in. It's cannons, the best as of 3 years ago, have far been surpassed by those equipped on modern military ships.*
Cloaked Man: Best place to hide is right out in the open. *Grinning, he steps in the door*
Voice from Inside: Back already Kleid? You've only been out for a few days. We're usually stationed for a month or two. Something wrong?
Kleid: Not at all Mikael, but take a look at this. *Holds up a poster declaring the race*
Mikael: Airship... race... prize... artifact... one wish... This is great Kleid! You can wish you're freedom! You can stop being a fugitive!
Kleid: Maybe, but I don't even know if I'm gonna compete. I'm wanted by the law and you, you're not even human anymore.
Mikael: *Floating out of the shadows is what appears to be a large bullet for an unknown weapon, three times as large as shotgun shell* Hey, I was until someone let me get shot by the military!!
Kleid: Me? That's funny. *He walks into the cockpit, turns the seat around and comfortably seats himself in it* You're the one that was too slow to dodge that bullet. You're just lucky that it hit you're little necklace, or else it wouldn't have sealed you in that little bullet.
Mikael: Little!! Do you not see how big this bullet was?!
Kleid: Whatever, we're leaving in three days, so I'm gonna go get supplies.
*As he leaves the ship, the heavy steel door shuts with a loud thud.*
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*In an inn near Rishkin*
*Beleron comes in and sits at the bar*
Bartender: What do you want stranger?
*Beleron slams a small coin on the bar*
Beleron: A pint of cheap ale and some information.
Bartender: The only thing that i've heard recently is that the King is offering an acient relic that grants a wish to whoever wins a giant world race.
Beleron: Hmmmmm. If that's true why arn't you going?
Bartender: HAH! I don't have a ship and anyway why would the king give away an artifact of such power? It just sounds fishy.
*Beleron sits back and finishes his ale*
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*meanwhile in the depths of the Underdark, Zaknafein thought about various strategies for the race until someone knocked at the door*
Zaknafein: Come in...
Messager: Matron Mother Ardulace summons you. Come now or perish by her hands.
Zaknafein: ...
*after walking to the Matron Mother's mansion*
Ardulace: Zaknafein, you are my most prized pilot and I know everything that goes around my city. I heard you are leaving with your 'Predator' to participate in a race against rivvins...what if the Kuo-Toans attack while you are absent?
Zaknafein: Your troops are more than powerful enough to stop any pathetic Kuo-Toa that would break tru the gate...beside, The Silver Dragon made a pact with out city...even tho it was a deal to our advantage.
Ardulace: You might be right, male. Go above the ground and win this race for the glory of the Drow and squash anyone that stands in your way for the Drows must rule supreme!
Zaknafein: I shall make sure that your name strikes fear into my opponents...
Ardulace:Then leave now, male, and do not come back until you have won!
Zaknafein: Yes Matron Mother...
*thus Zaknafein left the Matron Mother's house and is heading to his 'Predator's hiding place*
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underground hangar 2 miles south of rishkin
omega: is the nexus prepared?
crewman1: no, we need to finish some minor repairs
omega: how big is my crew going to be?
co-captian: sorry, sir only 3 men on cannons, me, and you
omega: should be plenty...
omega: how is the arsenal?
co-captain: well-stocked plenty of shells for all 3 gunners
omega: good, good...
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*Meanwhile, inside the Heartland's hangar*
Dragonium: Hmph... Just gotta fly outta here, and...
*He fiddles with the controls at the rear of the airship and mutters something, pistons at the sides of the ship pump and twist, and the ship rises into the air, with small propellers at various angles spinning underneath it*
Dragonium: Good... I wonder if everything still works...?
*He wanders over to one of many oversized ballistas, which seems old and dusty*
Dragonium: Now, just the right touch, and...
*He tugs a rope; a bolt as long as a man fires out, and carries on straight through the stone wall, leaving a clean round hole*
Dragonium: Good. Heh... That's not the only surprise you have in store, is it...? *He smirks, and plays with his scabbard*
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*As the racers began to assemble their vessels, elsewhere, the King held a council meeting that was to be conveyed across the entire world via telepathy thanks to his personal sorcerer*
King: People of Earth....those who have humbly accepted this race...I bring to you a message. The race will take place in less than 2 days. I suggest that all who wish to participate begin their departure to my castle immediatly. The rules and the course of the race will be explained once you arrive. You will be provided with rooms and food once you arrive until the race begins.
*In Kirla, Link and Stark stare into the sky looking at the holographic image of the King*
Link: Nice, free rooms and free food! Is everything ready? Can we leave now?
Stark: Yea, I'm just gonna go check on our reserves. Once I'm done, we'll go.
*Back in the castle*
King: ...coming alone would not be a good option but it is completely up to the racer...........and God speed racers.....God speed...
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*Dragonium is kneeling down, tuning a small sub-piston, when the hologram appears*
King: People of Earth --
Dragonium: Huh?! *He suddenly jumps up, drawing his sword and slashing the hologram with unnatural speed. Slowly, he sheathes his sword and stares at the hologram*
King: ...those who have humbly accepted this race...I bring to you a message. The race will take place in less than 2 days. I suggest that all who wish to participate begin their departure to my castle immediatly. The rules and the course of the race will be explained once you arrive. You will be provided with rooms and food once you arrive until the race begins.
Dragonium: Good, good... Ritenka nurm icyo...
*He slides down the rope ladder and pulls another rope on a wall. Ancient machinery around the room begins to move, and the roof suddenly opens, letting in the pale, dusty sunlight*
Dragonium: I'm on my way...
*He quickly scales the rope ladder, pulls it up onto the deck, and takes the controls, guiding it out of the outhouse and up, into the sky*
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*Grandy just saw the king talking personaly, since he already was in the castle*
Grandy: Two days, uh, well, better get prepared, then.
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*In Rishkin*
*A tall teenager watches all the commotion about the race*
Charaman: Hey you over there
*man walks over to him*
Charaman: Whats all this about
Man: why, its the Race! whoever wins will get a relic with the power to grant them any wish they want!
Charaman: Anything?
Man: At all.
Charaman: who has called this race into order?
man: The King? Who else?
Charaman: Thank you. Good bye.
*walks away*
Charaman: I finally have a chance to avenge my parents. this race WILL fail. I will take this relic as my own.
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*In the market place, not too far from Artemis' ship*
Kleid: Hmmm... *To man at fruit cart* And you're certain they're fresh?
Merchant: Yes sir, shipped in today.
Kleid: Okay, I'll just have 10 apples, 15 oranges, and... 5 pounds of bread.
Voice from Behind: You, theif! Gimme back my food! *Spins Kleid around and rips off his hood*
Kleid: Hey, I didn't take any of your stuff!
Merchant 2: I say you take it and... *His eyes went wide* Oh my god...
Kleid: What? *Turns his jead around to see his own wanted poster* Aw crap... Well, I'm gonna go now.
*As he bolts away the merchant calls for some nearby soldiers, who begin to chase him. When he reaches his ship he slams the door shut and throws himself into the pilot's seat and grabs hold of the controls*
Mikael: Something wrong, Kleid?
Kleid: Not really. But there is the fact that I'm being chased by about 5 gaurds.
Mikael: My god! What the hell did you do!?!?!?
Kleid: Nothing, but I think we should get out of here. *As he begins to pull multiple levers on the control panel, the ship slowly begins to rise*
Mikael: Get us the hell outta here Artemis!
*The gaurds arrive just as his ship is raised too high above their heads. The ship rockets foward, leaving the city behind*
Mikael: You know, I liked that place.
Kleid: Geez, do you ever shut up?
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*in the underground hangar*
omega:*wakes up* are the repairs complete yet?
co-captain: yes sir, we await your commands.
omega: good, set a course directly for the castle.
co-captain: right away, sir
crewman2: wait! someone is approaching the ship!
omega: *draws knives* prepare for a fight then...
???: wait, i was ordered to come with you on the race
omega: WHAT! i thought i told you i work alone
???: sorry, i told him that, but he thinks you plan to decieve him.
Omega: well then, talon, lets go
talon: all right! to the castle!
omega: (this certainly makes things difficult, the boss in on to me, he knows i have been friends with talon too long to kill him... what to do, what to do....)
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*Meanwhile back with beleron(now in a stable)*
Beleron:Nice horse nice horse.
Horse:NEIGH!?
*Beleron leps onto horse*
Beleron:Gotcha!
*Pulls out axes and faces horse towards the door*
Beleron:YAH!
*Horse runs forward and Beleron breaks down the door*
Gaurd:Hey you get back here!
Beleron:So long sucker!
*Rides off out of town*
*Hours later*
Beleron:Finnaly there's the castle.
*Dismounts and lets the horse run away*
Beleron*after entering city around the castle* Now i need to get "a lift"
*Goes and looks for a a place to stay*
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*In the Kings castle*
*A day has passed and the racers have made it to the castle. It is night time now, and there is a big feast that is prepared for all the racers. They are all in the same room. An enormous room with high ceilings and long tables smothered with tons of food. Hundreds of racers fill the seats.*
*Link is sitting with Stark and as he eats, he glances across the room from time to time*
Link: These guys look like dead beats.
Stark: Well, you can't judge a book by its cover. *Shoves a piece of chicken into his mouth*
Link: I guess....*looks to his left and sees a Drow sitting all by himself*...wow! Take a look at that character. What is that?
Stark: Thats a Drow. They're wierd creatures. Really evil I think...
Link: Looks like he might be our only competition, eh?
Stark: Don't think so. All these racers may look bad, but it's a matter of their vessel. Not their looks.
Link: I guess...*looks off into the distance* (Maybe I'm getting too cocky...)
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*sitting at the feast*
Charaman: well this group of losers is just pathetic
*a generic racer looks at him meanly*
Racer: We can all hear you you know...
Charaman: Uh... oh...
*walks calmly out*
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*at the feast*
talon: *looks at a generic racer* hey, check him out... he looks kind of... green
omega: heh, he thinks hes drinking wine...
talon: *whispers* omega, what are you up to?
omega: its not my fault he didnt check to make sure his drink isnt well... fuel for the nexus with some sugar in it... so he gats a late start, anybody could have poisoned him, it might be going around from some of these other people too, you know
talon: cant say id doubt it, ive seen more than one of these guys on wanted posters in my travels
omega: hmph, still makin sure youre not on any eh?
talon: shaddup
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*Zaknafein thinks to himself*
'What do we have here...seems like the world as gathered in this one room...from the eye-patched pirate to the hooded thief. Hopefully this will be over soon. The food is barely edible...'
*meanwhile, a young female approched him at the end of the room*
Female: 'Hi there'
Zaknafein: 'What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy trying to eat that thing you call food?'
Female: 'I just thought I'd introduce myself...I'm Brielba.'
*The female was of average height with long golden hairs and eye as fierce as that of a phoenix. As radiant as the sun, her smile alone was enough to lighten the darkest days*
Zaknafein: 'I'm Zaknafein...from the Underdark.'
Brielba: 'So you are a Drow...'
Zaknafein: 'Thanks for the grasp of the obvious....'
*Brielba sat with Zaknafein and started asking questions about the Drows as the day was passing by...*
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*As the feast continues*
Link: *Looks at the neighboring table.* *Gets up from his seat and walks toward Omega* Hey there! The names Link. You guys look like formidable racers...
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*still at feast, now speaking with link*
omega: hmmm, thanks, you dont seem so bad yourself, names omega, i look forward to seeing you race, looks like a lot of tough customers, but the people dont matter, its the ships that are important, and, of course, the ability to use them, have a seat, i only poisoned one drink*points to sick looking generic racer* and that guy got it, so you are at least safe from me....
talon: c'mon dude, dont be so mean to these guys, im talon, and... well, dont say anything about the poison, we all gotta lose 'cept one guy anyway, hard to make friends with this business.
omega: heh, i see a drow who looks to be making a friend, hope she doesnt kill him in his sleep.
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Link: Haha... yeah, you got a point there. Guess that's why a drow would enter. Anyways, I looked your way and you guys looked like a nice group so I decided, what the hell. If your gonna race, might as well make some frinds right? So what are you guys gunna wish for If you win?
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*at the feast still talking with link*
omega: (not the best idea to tell the guy my job) well, im looking for someone, if i find the relic, i plan to use it to find this person, you know, one-by-one, after the race starts, i plan to weed these weaker looking guys out, you wanna join in on the fun? maybe we could get that drow-lookin guy in on it too *gesture towards drow-lookin guy* he'd have an easy time rubbing out some competition with us.
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*Sitting in his own area, his face can't be seen, all that can is flying food chunks along with the sound of what could be a lion devouring a zebra*
Mikael: Stop it Kleid, you look like a pig.
Kleid: *With mouth full and food in each hand* Hey, haven't even seen this much food in 6 years, I'm taking adavntage of it!
*Many people are staring at him oddly*
Mikael: People are beginning to look. Stop it.
Kleid: This from the guy that doesn't need to eat... And now I'm out of food... Anybody got anymore jello!?
Mikael: *Notices people staring* What, you've never seen a talking bullet?
*To himself* I just hope some of these guys are as bad as pilot's as they look.
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*still talking to omega*
Link: Hmm... You know, you may have a point... it could..*Stark arrives next to Link and cuts him off*
Stark:Link, *Link turns his head toward Stark* can I see you for a minute?
Link: Excuse me for a minute. *Omega nods* *Link talking to Stark a few feet away from Omega* What?
Stark: What are you doing? You can't make frineds with the competition.
Link: Relax, it's just a backup plan. In case something happens to our ship, we ask to board theirs and say that we already lost and just want to see thw race, and then BAM, we steal it.
Stark: Hm...Good point...fine...go do your thing.
Link: Trust me on this.
*Stark walks away and Link sits back down across from Qmega*
Link: So what kind of ship do you guys own?
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omega:*suspiciously* our ship? the nexus is an ancient warship me and a band of mercs dug up, has a lot of strange writing on it, i think it is from the ancients, but nobody can read it, what about your ship, link?
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*Finishing his last turkey leg, he wipes his hands off and stands from the table*
Kleid: See that guy over there? *Points to Dragonium* And that guy? *Points to Zaknafein* I believe that I'm gonna go introduce my self.
Mikael: Getting friendly with the competition, eh? Good idea, we don't yet know who the real competition is. Just don't use your real name. We don't know if you've got immunity yet.
Kleid: Of course I know. You still think I'm an idiot, dont you? Now, gaurd my food, I'm heading over there now. *He walks over to Dragonium* Howdy, name's Jacob Andrews. And who might you be?
*Back at Kleids table*
Mikael: Gaurd his food? Like I can really do anything without arms...
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Link: *unaware* My ship is called the Zhagnol. It looks like a normal ship, but it has a few tricks up its sleeve. One of them is an after burner that drains alot of fuel, but could mean alot when you're neck in neck. Anyways, I'd better het back to my room. It's gettin' late, and the race is tommorow morning. Nice meeting you Omega and Talon. I'll see you in the air!
*Stands up and begins to walk away*
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*meanwhile, Zaknafein and Brielba kept talking*
Brielba: 'I thought Drow remained underground?'
Zaknafein: 'There are exceptions...'
Brielba: 'So you got expelled? Are you here to make a lot of money and live a tranquil life away from everything?'
Zaknafein: 'The reasons why I am above ground concerns me, myself and I.'
Brielba: 'Why are you so cold to everything?'
Zaknafein: 'Go live underground your whole life and tell me how it feels.'
Brielba: 'Hmm...well it's getting kind of late so I better get going. My boss will be waiting for me in the kitchen...'
Zaknafein: 'Drows don't sleep so you go and waste 8 hours...'
*Brielba leaves quietly while Zaknafein thinks:*
'The competition looks good...shouldn't be too difficult to eliminate the weak and rival with the strongs.*
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omega: well, that was... strange, now i kind of wish i knew where he was docked so i could check out his ship for myself.
talon: thats what we have a crew for, so creeps like you dont mess with our Nexus
omega: just what are you implying when you say 'creeps like you'
talon: dont play dumb with me, and remember to sneak some of this food for our oh-so-loving crew.
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*The feast is over, and it is now night time. Late at night, most of the racers have gone to sleep. Some have gone back to their ships to work on it and study maps.*
*In Links room, Stark is snoring very loudly, and has woken Link up. Link exits his room, and begins to walk down a long hallway.*
Link: *To himself* Man he snores loud! ....The competition looks bleak. I'll take the match for sure...hm..........maybe I should check up on the Zhagnol.
*Link pauses and starts to turn back*
Link:.....Nah *continues to walk* I'm just getting paranoid is all.
*Link turns a corner into a dark hallway. As he turns, he sees a black figure leaning against the wall. He draws his Gunblade in front of him*
Link: Who's there!?
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*at night: talon is asleep, omega is still awake, thinking to self*
hmm... he should be asleep by now *leaves room* i need to check out the shops around here *hears footsteps and hides against wall, knives drawn*
link: whos there?!
omega: hmph... just you, shouldnt you be asleep by now, link?
*begins to walk away*
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Link: Well what about you? Where are you going this time of night?
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*Artemis is walking down the hallway*
Kleid: Hehehe, I was smart and raided the breakfast food early. When they wake up, bam! No more cinna-buns, hehehehe.
*Notices Link in the hallway*
Link: Who's there?!
Kleid: Hey, back off! I got these fair and square! They're my cinna-buns!!! Oh, it's just them, now if I can just get back to the Resentment I can get away clean. I am the master criminal, hahahaha!!!!
*Tries to sneak by Link*
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omega: i just need some extra equipment for the race, and thought i would check out the nightlife around here while im at it, what about you?
a few minutes later...
link: whos there?!
omega: wow, link, youre pretty spastic, up to something, are we?
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Link: Me? *Hesitates* Um... Im...uh...I just came out to get some fresh air...Starks snoring like crazy and I couldn't fall asleep with all the noise. So, I decided to just take a walk around the castle. ........It's pretty big right?
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omega: yeah, i was here a while back, its pretty huge *grabs klied* well, well, stealing cinna-buns are we? you plan to share, right?
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Kleid: Oh damn... I thought I could get away. Double damn, here, take em. *Hand out a few to Link and Omega* By the way, *Holds out hand* name's Jacob Andrews, and you two would be...?
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Link: The names Link. .....Are you two racers?
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omega: names omega, jacob andrews... what a strange name
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Kleid: I think we've figured that most of the people here are servants or racers, and I'm to sexy to be a servant. So yeah, I am, and I assume two are as welll?
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Link: Yea, we're both racers. .......well, I'd better be gettin' back to my room. Race is in a few hours....see ya tommorow guys.
*Walks away*
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omega *eats a cinna-bun* yeah, im a racer, in fact, im buying some extra supplies... er... i was until i ran into link
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Kleid: I think Link's got the right idea. I'm gonna head back to the Resentment. These beds are too uncomfortable. Well I'll be seeing ya, and you better be a decent matc htomorrow. Night.
*Heads towards his ship*
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omega: well, i hace to go too, got stuff to buy *leaves*
*5 minutes later*
omega: so... are they prepared yet?
merchant: of course, i owe you one, consider it on the house... but i dont understand why you would want to put spying spells in your own ship.
omega: i think another racer paid off one of my crewmen to sabotage my ship... i plan to catch him... and then... well, you know what i do best.
merchant: well, good luck, these charms explode if they are shot with magic.
omega: i presume you have charged bullets for these, right?
merchant: of course, just remember, they have NO effect on living creatures, just charms.
omega: *puts large amount of gold on counter* i may not be taking anymore missions after this one, i wish you a good life.... *returns to his room*
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*An hour later, Link exits a local bar drunk and is stumbling as he walks. He finds himself in the castle courtyard where he hits into a chair and falls to the ground. *
*Whispers are heard in the backround, and not knowing if he is just hearing things, Link gets up and walks towards it. He arrives to a window and looks inside*
*Inside the room is a cloaked man talking with someone who is blocked by the blinds.*
Cloaked man: There are too many racers.
Man: Well, I didn't expect that this many people were so selfish. Well, If you are as good as you say you are, then you should have no troublees at all. Just don't forget our deal. You win and...*cuts him off*
Cloaked man: Yes, I know! You constantly remind me. You will get your piece, rest ashured. .....As long as the sabotage goes well, than everything should go according to plan.
Man: Well, the sabotage....*Link passes out*
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*Dragonium is sleeping against the wall outside in the courtyard, when his eyes jerk open*
Dragonium: What was that noise...?
*He springs to his feet, sword drawn, and walks around the courtyard, before coming across Link*
Dragonium: Hmph. If the other racers are like this guy, this should be simple.
*He nudges Link with the flat of his blade, and spins on his heel to see Omega coming the other way*
Dragonium: An assassin by the looks of things... Could be dangerous...
*He walks into the shadows and watches Omega pass by, jumping out when he has passed by, and pointing his sword at Omega*
Dragonium: Friend or foe? Quickly now...
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*in the courtyard*
omega: hmph... neither, i dont even know you.... *draws knives*
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*Walking out of the Resentment's hangar, a stolen cinna-bun in his hands*
Kleid: *Notices Omega and Dragonium* My god the excitement never stops...
*Spots Link on the ground* Why didn't he invite me? I could used a drunkening. *Slowly passes by the three*
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*Grandy is sleeping onboard SouthWind, that anime-like bubble that comes out of his nose and stuff*
Grandy: ZZZzzz...... ZZZzzz.... Girls.... ZZZzzz.... Food.... ZZZzzz.... ZZZzzz... *he smiles*
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omega: *spots klied* see, theres jacob too! *waves to jacob* hey you know this guy?
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*Looks at Dragonium*
Kleid: Nope. Tried to last night but he left before I could talk. *Wips fingers on his pant leg and holds out his hand* Name's Jacob Andrews. You'd be?
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Dragonium: Rrgh... Gitzan...
*He turns around, pointing his sword at each racer in turn, before sheathing it, realising he is outnumbered*
Dragonium: Name's Dragonium. Pleasure to meet you... I guess...
*He walks slowly over to a wall and leans on it, glancing warily at the others in turn, and thinking to himself*
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omega: heh, youre smarter than you look, nems omega, what are you doing out here anyway? i think link needs someone to watch him until he wakes up.
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Dragonium: I'm... Sleeping outside tonight... Gotta make sure nobody tries anything... Funny...
*He slides down the wall and whistles a tune; a raven sitting on the wall seems to listen intently, and then nestle down to sleep*
Dragonium: A few more hours, I think. That is, providing we're starting at daybreak. And don't worry, I'll watch our sleepy friend there.
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omega: all right *a rope drops from the sky* nobody can mess with my ship if i stay in the air, see ya tomorrow *grabs rope and flies away*
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Kleid: Whoa, watch the sword. *Offers a cinna-bun to Dragonium before pulling his arm back* So... you gotta ship? You're gonna need a ship to race...
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*Charaman walks toward Kleid*
Charaman: I hear its dangerous hear in town, stranger, you might want to find someone to watch you back if you know whats good for you.
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*on the ship, nexus, flying around hangar*
talon: *sees strage looking person* (hmmm...whats this guy doing? *sets nexus to hover mode* hey, omega, check this out
omega: dude, do you know what sleep is? i need some.
talon: this guy is around the other ships, i never saw him before
omega: *sigh* ill take care of that! *pulls out rifle* *loads normal shots* ill show him... *aims at mysterious man* *fires*
both:...
talon: shouldnt he be dead now?
omega: no, he has displacement magic, if we werent using a camera, we wouldnt see him (this guy is a great mage to block a shot without noticing it)
black-robed man:*begins to draw runes in the air*
omega: that guy... (its him! this is the guy that destroyed my home!) i recognize that spell, i can sense it... talon, get us as far away from here as possible, that thing fries all magic nearby, well crash!
talon: *puts Nexus in full reverse* i guess there is a disadvantage to magic-based technology
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*charaman sees the strange man, and draws his daggers*
*Looks at Kleid*
Charaman:What did I tell you?
*looks at daggers then at the cloaked figue*
Charaman: I knew I should have a cooler weapon... You guys, come with me! We'll introduce ourselves later.
*Runs*
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Kleid: Right, one sec. *Draws the gun his his left holster and drops the mag* Three shots, better make em count. *He drops the cloak he's been wearing to reveal a dark grey shirt and black jeans, with what appears to be gun magazines attached to strips clipped to his jeans*
Kleid: Now let's go.
*Follows at a moderate pace*
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Charaman: Wow. I'm stickin with you. Lets get outta here.
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*meanwhile, on the nexus*
talon: all right, should be safe now, lets head back
omega: OK
*arrive at the docks*
talon: hey, looks like a fight is going on, its that guy, the others must have found him.
omega: open the top hatch, stay afloat, he might try that magic again, im gonna snipe him out.
*on top of nexus*
omega: (dang! cant get a clear shot because of all the fighting)
talon: just shoot him already!
omega: go draw the others away from him, so i can have a clear shot at him then, geez
talon:fine, just dont shoot me
*a few minutes later*
omega: hmmm...(finally, i can shoot) *aims for the strange guys head* *fires off a shot*
*at the fight*
talon: (everyone is away from him now)
*a shot rips through the strange man* *the strange man suddenly turns to dust*
talon: (just a golem... all that work wasted, and he is still out there, probably close)
omega: (a golem... but wait, golems cant use magic... he must be close)* lands the ship* wow, i am tired, i need to... *falls asleep*
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*Turns around at the sound of a shot and sees him turn to dust*
Kleid: What the ****? That was weird. *Looks up and sees Omega's ship* That guys insane! You can't be shooting guys from a ship!
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*ship lands*
Charaman:... weird... hey look! That guy just landed his ship.... come with me lets check it out.
*begins to walk to the ship, when there is suddenly an explosion from the direction of the city*
Charaman: What was that?!
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*In the city. As the dust from the explosion begins to clear, a massive shadow erupts and takes the shape of a man with alot of muscles. A sword forms into its hand, and it begins to hack away at the city. With its other hand, it shoots fire down at the houses.*
*Back in the courtyard, the explosion wakes up Link. Still half drunk, he gets up, and begins to walk towards the hangar.*
Link: What's......going on? *Stumbles* *Looks up into the sky, and sees a multi-colored aura covering the sky*
Link: Could it have started already?
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Charaman:You guys stay here, Ill go to the ship and get them, and then we can find out whats goin on in the city
*runs to ship, and prys the door open with a crowbar, and runs to the cockpit, to see omega sleeping*
Charaman: Give me a break
Omega: zzzzzz
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*Kleid runs into the Resentment and jumps into the cockpit*
Kleid: Mikael, get up!
Mikael: *Making sounds that appear to be snores* Wha, what? What's up?
Kleid: Somethings attacking the city!
Mikael: Time to blow up stuff, eh?
Kleid: Precisely *Smirks*
*The ship begins to warm up*
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Charaman: Forget it... I'm outta here... you stay here...
Omega: zzzzzz
Charaman: yeah.
*runs to his ship, the madarian, and starts the engine*
Charaman: time to save the city.
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*Grandy wakes up with the explosion, the ship was a little away from the city*
Grandy: When, who, why, what, where?! *he takes his dagger, there are some shinning runes in it, they're glowing*
Grandy: Crap, glowing rune, bad signal, bad signal. *he point the dagger to the city, it starts to glow even more*
Grandy: To the city? To the city it is, then.*he claps his hands, the vessel's motor turn on* To the city, NOW *he pulls a lever, the vessel starts to fly to the city*
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*The ruckus made Zaknafein snap out of his reverie trance*
Zaknafein: Who dares disturb me?!
*goes check tru the window*
Zaknafein: What do we have here....seems like everyone is gathering in the city...which oddly is already damaged. Well might as well land a hand...
*Teleports in the 'Predator'*
Zaknafein: Now let's get this over with...
*Fly toward the city*
(Note: The Predator is my ship, click here (http://tedinmark.home.mindspring.com/FullMagicJpegs/56_Predator.jpg))
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(thats one magic card pic?)
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*Back by the hangar, Link was on the floor still half drunk*
Link: Ugh...Gotta....get to the.....Zhagnol. *Gets up and stumbles to the Zhagnol* Gotta....get in....*Falls to the floor*
*Back in Links room, Stark is getting dressed after waking up by hearing the explosion*
Stark: Link! Link where are you?! *Looks in the bathroom* Link?! .....Damn it! Where the hell is he?!
*Runs out the door and sprints toward the hangar. As he is running, dozens of other racers are getting dressed as they run, and are headin for the hangar as well*
Stark: Looks like it's serious. I hope Links okay...
*Back at the hangar* *Link pulls himself up*
Link: Okay, now to.....open the ships......door....
*Walks to the side of the ship and pulls a lever. A ladder falls from the top of the ship and falls next to him.*
Link: *As he climbs the ladder* Okay, I can do this....
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*hears explosions*
omega: dammit, will i get no sleep *starts up nexus* talon... *picks up magaphone* WAKE UP!
talon:huh? wha? i was having a good dream.
omega: i hear explosions, that guy might be attacking again
talon: *explosions* the golem guy *yawn* i doubt he can do that
omega: go wake the crew, we need to prepare to fight this guy from the nexus, and we need our crewen to operate the guns.
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Dragonium: Uhm... *Stands up awkwardly, and turns toward the city*
*More explosions*
Dragonium: I'mun sarin... Takkene figa...
*He runs to his airship, scales the rope ladder at lightning speed, starts it up, and flies toward the city, sword drawn*
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Grandy: BATTLE MODE! *nothing happpens, he just like to yell "battle mode" before attacking someone* *He stops near the golem*
Grandy: Hey, you, yeah, YOU, can you understand my language?
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Daegurth comes by where Grandy talks to the golem
Daegurth: Of course he cannot understand you, he only listens to his master... I have to keep racing so I'll leave you be with yer business *rides his gondola through a river and leaves*
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(Note:The race has not started yet)
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*reaches city*
Charaman: Now what? I can't take this guy
*sits back*
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*on the battleship, nexus*
talon: this guy, he cannot be human, we should leave immediately
omega: i dont think so, another racer appears to have engaged him *notices charaman* i plan to lend assistance
talon: but this guy, something isnt right...
omega: i know, he acts similar to a golem, but they shouldnt be using magic, *golem throws a fireball at a building* it needs to be destroyed, and ive taken down larger golems with the nexus, i can handle it.
talon: ... (this thing is helping lord vahn without realizing it, we should take advantage of it destroying other racers)
omega: i know what your thinking, the les racers, the better our chances are of winning, right?
talon: hmmm... you read me like a book, your point?
omega: if this thing destroys the castle, the king may waste the relic in repairing it, therefore cancelling the point of the race.
talon: fine fine, ill be quiet...
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*SouthWind flies near to the Madarian*
Grandy: Hey, you onboard, I noticed you ship is well equiped, I can distract the golem, just cover me!
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*meanwhile within the Predator*
Zaknafein: Looks like I'm not the only one in the air...I pray they don't think about shooting the guy down there from their ship...it could take innocent lives...if there is anyone left alive down there.
Rylahn(sub-officer): Lord Zaknafein, it could be dangerous to remain in the air without our protection shield up...
Zaknafein: Indeed, turn it on now. I shall go down there and see this guy myself...it's not like his magic can harm me....(Drows have natural high magical resistance)
*Zaknafein teleports down to the ground, hide in shadows and watch the mysterious man that seems to scare everyone off*
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(dont know about charaman, but im on my ship)
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(Charaman IS inside the Madarian, I saw his earlir posts to be sure)
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(Darn it why is everyone so cowardly to remain aboard their ship?! I'll edit my post then)
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Grandy: *notices Zaknafein* Hey, is that guy CRAZY? No one can survive hand-to-hand with that thing! Darn, I can't let him die. *he press a button, SouthWind starts to fly highter(spelt?)*
*Grandy jumps... from about 30 meters, and lands in a 25 meters tall building, then he runs downstairs*
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Okay, this is not part of the RP, but everyone READ THIS BEFORE CONTINUING TO POST!
Things are getting hectic, so I will lay down a few things.
1. When someone posts something in secret, or thinks to themself, DO NOT post like you know, or that you are suspicios. Because you have to write like you are yourself, and don'y know what anyone else is thinking.
2. Please ALWAYS post where you are before the dialouge. It really messes things up when you don't know If some one is on a ship or not.
3. Just because some one is in a place where they can hear some one (Ex.)Evil talking, doesn't mean that your character should immediatly start walking that way, or just be there sleeping or something.
4. Finnally, you all have to stop taking all the glory and making yourself look really good. This may be an RPG in word form, but the difference is that there is not just one main hero. There are many, so make sure you get that straight.
Now, will post where everyone is so veryone can understand.
BlackSkullWarlock and Grandy are both on the city ground watching the monster attck the village.
Omega is hovering over the city/golem.
Kinslayer is on the ground as well.
Dragonium is flying toward the city.
Linkforce(Me YAY XD) is still climbing his ship. XD
ZeroKirbyX is still in his ship in the hangar.
Okay, I hope the thread starts to get better after this.
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*Back at the hangar, Link is still slowly climbing the ladder*
*Stark has made it to the hangar, and has spotted Link*
Stark: Link! What the hell are you doing?! Where have you been?!
Link: I've.....uh.....uhm.......*Looks down* hey...Stark!
*Link looks down and loses his grip on the rope. He begins to fall*
Stark: Oh crap!! Link!! *Sprints toward the ladder and leaps forward*
*Catches Link at the last second and rolls under the ship*
Stark: What the hell is wrong with you? *Realizes Link is drunk*
Ugh....moron.....c'mon, you're coming with me.
Stark climbes the ladder with Link on his shoulder*
Stark: *As he is climbing* Something is gong on at the city. I'm gonna go take a look. Seems like everyone else is too.
*Finally reaches the top*
Stark: *Sits in the drivers seat, and starts up the airship* Okay, lets rock.
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omega:*sigh* why do people insist on close quarters combat, ship weapons are useless if i kill other racers too... talon, work the ship, as soon as you get a clear shot, blast that thing.
talon: got it!
omega: *takes two knives, his rifle, and a few spy charms* lower the rope
co-captain: lowering rope...
omega: *jumps out of ship, sliding down rope*
omega:*sees grandy and zaknafein, and lands by them* hey, need a hand, i cant blast the thing when you guys are so close, so lets keep it distracted while the others get here *draws knives* if you see me pull out my rifle, back off, i have a few explosives for this guy.
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(Thank you Link, it was getting a little hectic)
*In the hangar, Artemis exchanges the straps with two that have loaded mags*
Kleid: *In the pilots seat* Lets get this started *As he pulls many levers the ship begin moving towards the city at a high speed*
Kleid: Mik, take control of the Resentment. *Mikael places himself in a slot almost like a key* *Kleid moves towards the door and opens it*
Mikael: You're not going to do something stupid are you? If you are I'm gonna get the ship outta here.
Kleid: *Hanging out the door* Get her outta here anyway, now get just a littl closer, perfect!
Mikael: Good luck Artemis.
Kleid: Dude, you haven't called me Artemis in 7 years.
Mikael: Just dont die. *Artemis jumps onto a fire escape as the Resentment flies to a safe distance*
Kleid: Pray to god this works. *He pulls out an unforgiver bullet and loads it directly into the chamber and takes aim* Stupid SOB freak. *As he fires the shot vents on the side of his gun open up, smoke coming out as the bullet leaves the chamber. This allow the intense heat created from the shot to escape and stop the gun itself from buring his hands*
*The bullet passes cleanly through the golem but has no effect*
Kleid: No way! That should have blown it to bits! *He draws his other pistol and reloads both* This better work this time! *Shot after shot strike the golem, all passing through with no effect* Damn, that was 12 mags and not a scratch!
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*on the ground, alongside Omega and Grandy*
Zaknafein: Just who are you guys anyway? I thought surfacers didn't like Drows. Well since we are readying to fight that...that thing...might as well cast some spells....
*casts stoneskin and shield*
(Note: Stoneskin changes the caster's skin to unbreakable stone for a limited time. Shield creates an aura that acts a shield around the caster for a limited time too.)
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omega: i dont deal with drows, but i like this golem less than i like you, *dashes at golem* *slashes golem with knives* (passes right through, bullets dont work, not blades either, how can we destroy this thing?) *dashes back to party* blades dont work either, maybe some sort of magic?
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*In the Zhagnol*
Stark: Damn, looks like alot of people are there.......*looks over his shoulder at Link who is on the floor*
*Stark makes it to the city, and lands on top of a biulding, a safe distance from the Golem*
Stark:*Walks towards Link* Here, take this. *Hands Link a bottle filled with a rainbow liquid* I got it back at the castle. It's a special Elixer that rids the body of any foul conditions. *Link begins to drink* It's supposed to work really fast.
*A few seconds later, Link stands up sober (XD) and looks at the Golem in the distance*
Link: What the hell's going on?
Stark: I don't know...but we better go find out.
*Link and Stark climb down the fire escape of the building, and begin to run toward the area where Grandy, Zaknafien, and omega*
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Grandy: *looks surprised for a momenet, then starts to poke Zaknafein's stone skin, curious.... poke..... poke.... poke....*
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*In the pilot's seat of Dragonium's ship*
Dragonium: Urgh... Looks like there's quite a crowd gathering... Oh well, might as well make myself useful...
*He hops over to a ballista and fires a bolt at the golem; it flies long and straight, but passes through it, having no effect*
Dragonium: *Back in the pilot's seat* Guess we'll have to do this the old-fashioned way... Good think this isn't a Dragon... *He shudders*
*As he nears the golem, a rope is cast out of his ship and wraps around a lamp on a building's roof. Dragonium sets the airship to hover and runs nimbly across the rope. He lands on the roof, draws his sword and looks up at the golem towering over him*
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*in city, on board mandarian*
Charaman: Ok I got your back Grandy, go get him!
*cannons ablaze*
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*On the roof below the golem*
Dragonium: Come on, big guy... Show me what you got...
*The golem swings its huge sword down; Dragonium's clashes with it, but after a few moments the smaller warrior stumbles back and is forced to duck to avoid another swing*
Dragonium: Ugh... You're not too bad... *He lances his sword upwards as the golem's hand comes down; it cuts through the creature, but once again has no effect*
*A shadowy blade comes across , seemingly from out of nowhere, and knocks Dragonium off the roof. He is four storeys off the ground (The building is a hotel) and hanging by a hand*
Dragonium: Guess we need a different approach. Hrgh... *He swings onto the deck of his ship and flies up level with the golem's head; at the same time he glances around to the other racers in the air*
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Grandy: *hears* WHAT?! ITS TOO LATE NOW, I'M DOWN HERE! *waves hand to Mandarian* Mental note: Wait until jump off my ship.
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*on the ground with others*
Zaknafein: Seems like your swords and bullets cannot harm such a creature. Allow me to demonstrate my pride and joy...
*starts chanting a spell formula, positioning his hands in the form of a fan then launch waves of Magic Missiles** *
**Magic Missiles are balls of red light
Zaknafein: Now all that is left is for the dust to go down...
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*As the dust began to clear, the racers thought that they had won. But as soon as the dust cleared, the creature stood there, still and motionless. The racers slowly walked towars the statue-like golem, but no sooner had they taken a few steps, a fierce wind began to pick up. And from the sky came a blinding flash! All the racers covered their eyes, and in an instant.....everything had gone back to the way it was, and the racers were "teleported" back to their beds. With no memory of what had happened.*
*Link in his bed*
Link: ZZZzzz...
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Grandy: ZZZzzz.... girls..... ZZZzzz..... nightmare.......ZZZZzzzz.....
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*on the nexus*
omega: *back at the pilot seat of the ship* Zzzzzzz...
taloln: *in the cabin* Zzzzzzz...
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*in dark alley*
charaman: *to no one in particular*what were you expecting me to be asleep? I dont do that
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*on the nexus, as omega wakes up*
omega: *walks to cabin* hey talon, you up?
talon: yeah, come in
omega: *walks through door, falls into blackness* aahhhhhhhh!
*omega falls into a ruined field, dust is flying, a large silhouette with a gigantic blade is seen in the distance*
omega: hunh? whats going on? talon, is this a joke?
*a shadow wielding dual-knives jumps at the large silhouette*
omega: wha? thats... huh?!
*omega is surrounded by flames*
omega: whats going on!?
???: omega... omega... wake up, OMEGA *smack*
omega: owwww... thats not right ya know.
talon: you were screaming in your sleep, i thought you were having some sort of attack.
omega: i was having a weird dream...
*omega tells talon about the dream*
talon: well, you DO need more sleep
omega: i guess....
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*The next morning, the racers wake up with the urge to race. After much hardships, friendships, and some close encounters, they re ready for thereason they came here. The Big Race. But before that can happen (lol) the King holds a morning feast for the racers so as not to race with empty stomachs. All the racers are either there or on there way to the dining hall*
*Link and Stark are walking to the hall*
Link: Man I am soooo hungry...
Stark: Well, If you had woken up sooner, we would have been there already!
Link: Don't worry, the race doesn't start for another 2 hours. Plus, the King will probably talk for an hour before the race, so it's all good.
Stark:....Meh....
*They arrive at the hall*
Link: Man, everyone is here. *Scans the room. Spots omega sitting with talon* Hey, it's those two guys from last nights feast. Let's go sit by them.
Stark: Fine...
*They both walk towards omega*
Link: Hey, guys!
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*in the dinning hall, alone in a black corner*
Zaknafein: (Great...more disgusting food. Couldn't they cook something decent. After yesterday's mess, I expected something better...)
*Zaknafein looks at Link and Omega*
Zaknafein: (Seems like people start to plot with each others....)
*teleports away in the castle's courtyard*
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*Grandy enters the room*
Grandy: Woah, food, I feel like I could eat a Vessel! *he jumps(litteraly) in the direction of the table, and starts to eat, a lot, after eating as much as he can, he notices the other racers, all of they looks familiar, but he never saw they before... or he did? He tries to remember the nightmare he had, a giant thing was attacking the town... and there was Vessesl in the air... and someone with a skin made of stone... But he cant remember anything more*
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*at the feast*
omega: hey, its link!
talon: (this is my cue) *gets up and leaves*
omega: talon? whatever.... link, have a seat *takes a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs, sunny side up* (i wonder if that spy charm is still on talon) *eyes begin to shine bright blue*
*in a dark room somewhere under the castle*
???: talon, are you sure he didnt follow you?
talon: of course not, he didnt even see me leave
???: do you plan to cross omega, knowing he is a friend?
talon: we were both paid to do our jobs...
???: you know, he remembers me...
talon: he's the survivor?!
???: of course, why else would i have you of all people befriend him?
talon: LOOK, vahn, dont patronize me!!
vahn: silence, i told you... NEVER call me that name.
talon: ...hmph
vahn: i dont care how you do it... i want that relic, kill omega.
talon: ...
vahn: having reservations? remember who you are.
talon: i wasnt paid to take any lives....
vahn: fine, kill him, and the nexus will be yours
talon: *leaves*
vahn: (its finally within my grasp... i can truly rule the world with this!)
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*Back by omega, Link and Stark*
Link: Wow, he was off in a hurry...So what's up? Gettin' ready for the big race?.....Oh yeah, haveyou met Stark?
Stark: Hey, my name is Stark!
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*Kleid is leaning against a wall in the courtyard eating a confiscated cinna-bun*
*Mikael is hovering beside him*
Mikael: You do know its wrong to steal? Geez, for a guy who's innocent you sure do act like a criminal.
Kleid: Hey, I'm like a goldifsh, adapting to my environment.
Mikael: Meh. The race is today. Did you get the Resentment ready?
Kleid: I spent all last night tuning her up. She's even got a new paint job, looks just like new.
Mikael: How do you know what she looked like new? She was already a year old, and then there's the fact that you shot her.
Kleid: Anyway, I got her tuned up, fixed up and thrown up
Mikael: Thrown up?
Kleid: I had to add a third -up
Mikael: So we're gonna win?
Kleid: Absolutely *Sees Zaknafein instantly appear and drops hs cinna-bun* What the- *Notices fallen cinna-bun* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! *In tears* That was my last one...
Mikael: Last one?!?!?!?! You had a whole bag!!!!!
Kleid: I was hungry...
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*by link and stark*
omega: hey, havent seen you around, names omega, stark, eh? well, i guess, there is an extra seat.
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Stark: Thanks! *Sits down*
Link: So, omega, got any strategies for the bige race? Or is that a secret? *Winks*
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*in the courtyard*
Zaknafein: (Finally alone...away from the eyes of others...time to start the ritual)
*hear someone crying, turns around and see Kleid*
Zaknafein: Crying? Why would you cry just before the race?
*sees the cinna-bun on the ground*
Zaknafein: Oh please tell me you are not mourning because of that...
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omega: my ship isnt the fastest, i plan to blast everything in the way, if we had a better mage than myself, we could turbo it, our ship is an ancient magic-driven warship, defenses are built like it could leave the planet, but it requires more magic than any one person.
*talon arrives in the distance, hidden*
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Link: That's cool. Our ship runs on mist. The air here is pretty moist, so i think we'll be okay. Plus we have some back-up fuel, so it's all good! *Notices something in the distance*
Link: *Thinks to himself* What's that? .......Probably nothing...
Stark: Well, i'm hungry, and their are some pancakes at the other table that have my name on it. I'll be right back. *Leaves for the next table*
Link: Meh. *Sigh* I'm getting a bit nervous, but I'm sure it's just the tention in the room. Is it me or are all the racers really tense?
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*Looks up at Zaknafein*
Kleid: You've never tasted the sugary goodness of a cinna-bun have you? I'd offer you one but, this was the last one.
*Wipes the dust off and takes a bite*
Kleid: Wait, it's still pretty early, why aren't you eating in the hall with the other racers?
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omega: i sense it too... the race starts soon, everyone seems on edge *reaches for a pancake* *thonk* *a knife sticks through the pancake, smashes the plate to tiny pieces, and sticks in the table*
talon: ...
omega: talon, you could have killed me! that was close!
talon:... but i missed, i guess this has to be slow then... *draws another throwing knife*
omega: if thats how it has to be... *draws knives* i have a job to do, i will win the race, you will not stop me!
talon: yeah... i have a job too... goodbye *throws another knife*
omega: *blocks knife with his own large dagger* so, you trade your friends life over for the nexus?
talon: how did you?!
omega: check your back *draws rifle*
talon: *removes spy-charm from back* you...
omega: you knew all along who i was looking for. *loads charged shots*
talon: charged shots? you know they only work on magic devices... right?
omega: youre holding one... *shoots at charm*
*a white ball of lighjt is emmitted from the charm, slowly sucking up whats around it, including talon, as it grows bigger*
omega: what!? he said these were explosives! link, w need to find that drow, they are experienced mages, maybe he can help us! *the shattered plate is sucked up*
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Link: What the hell is going on! Is that a mini Black Hole?!
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omega: well, yes, you see, after it sucks up enough matter, it will dissipate, the guy who made them said they would explode... so this is a surprise to me too... we need a mage good enough to fill the hole before it sucks up the whole castle! ill work on it, but we need all the mages we can get to attack the hole with physical magic, can you find some others? *a blue aura surrounds omega, rocks seem to materialize and be sucked up by the hole*
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*meanwhile in the Courtyard*
Zaknafein: I have some personal business to do...I didn't expect to run into someone here. You said it yourself, everyone is in the dinning hall.
*look at the cinna-bun*
Zaknafein: Those things are supposed to be good? Nothing is better than fried 'tchal'...
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Link: Yea! I'll go look for some mages!
*Stark runs over*
Stark: What the hell is going on?!
Link: Stark! Go gather up as many mages as you can!
Stark: Okay, gotcha!*Runs off*
Link: omega, try and hold that thing! I'll be right back!
*Link sprints out of the room, and heads toward the courtyard. When he gets there, he spots Zaknafein, Kleid , and Mikael.*
Link: Hey, Drow! We need your help! Are you strong with your magic?
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Zaknafein: My name is Zaknafein, surfacer, you better remember it. To answer your question, my magic is unparalelled. If you want a taste of my power, you should have brought your coffin along...
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*Kleid changes his attention from Zaknafein to Link*
Mikael: Mage? I was, maybe if I wasn't trapped in this damn bullet I could help.
Kleid: What's going on> *Hears creaming from hall* Oh, so they tasted the chefs cooking too?
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Link: I'll take that as a yes. Okay, Zaknafein,we have a bit of a problem in the dining hall. If you'll just folow me, we need your help.
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Zaknafein: Your problems are none of my concern. Unless your so-called danger can put me in danger, I have no reason whatsoever to help you...
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*meanwhile, in the dining hall*
guard1: wha-whats going on?
guard2: *gestures to omega* that guy, hes using magic, he must be making that thing!
guard captain: well then... ATTACK!
guards 1&2: *salute* yessir!
guard1: *tries to stab omega with spear*
omega: ... *lets up on magic, sucking up both guards, then continues to fill the hole with rocks*
guard captain: *runs away*
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Link: *Gets an idea* Listen you cowardly mage! Yea thats right, you're nothing but a fake, with no true power at all! *Draws gunblade* If you think you're so good, lets see you get me with your so-called "unparalleled magic"!
*Link begins to slowly take a few steps back*
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Zaknafein: You've got guts to talk to me like that...and it will backfire upon you. Based on your words, I'm nothing but a lowly mageling...what am I supposed to do to help you out....I might as well just walk away.
*cast StoneSkin followed by Mirror Image*
Zaknafein: But if you insist on getting destroyed, I might aswell just grant your wish...unless of course you reconsider...
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Link: *Nervous* Fine, let's do it!
*Link turns around and begins to sprint with all his might. He is still holding his gunblade, and is now sprinting with it over his shoulder.*
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*Runs between the two*
Kleid: This'll be good
Mikael: People might die!
Kleid: Hold up...
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Zaknafein: Humph...run as much as you wish, I can see right tru your plan. Trying to bring me to your so-called problem by making me run after you, pathetic. Couldn't you figure out something less...obvious?
*start casting 'Hold Person'** *
**Hold Person is just that, a spell that hold a human on his place
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*As Link is running, he is beggining to slow down*
Link: Hey, what the hell?! *Link is stading still, and is now in midstep frozen* Oh, I see how it is! You use cheap magic to render my body useless. Talk about a cowardly move!! Why don't you let me free and do this the fair way!?
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*back at the dining hall*
omega: *aura is growing faint*
guard captain: him! thats the guy doing this!
kings mage: you fool! he is trying to stop the hole from growing! *walks next to omega* i can lend assistance *hands begin to glow yellow*
omega: *recharged by magic* lets work together then, others should come too...
kings mage: *suddenly, bolts of ice begin to fly into the hole*
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Zaknafein: And you say I'm a minor mageling...Hah! Laughable! This is boring me tho...
*cancels the spell*
Zaknafein: Run...and see how far you get before I catch you...
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*Sees Link in his stabilized state and glance at Zaknafein*
Kleid: See, I knew you weren't normal. Now if you'll excuse me.. *He pulls out of the back of his jeans a large handgun with a large barrel, obviously custom made* ...I'll just go fix this.
*He runs up to the hall and loads Mikael into the chamber of the large gun*
Kleid: You know what to do.
Mikael: *Inside chamber* Okay *Chanting begins*
Kleid: Go! *As he firest the chanting becomes louder and Mikael exit the barrel, glowing with an odd aura*
*Mikael passes through the portal, sealing it shut and coming out on the other side*
Mikael: *Floating up* Boo-ya! Not even a human but I still got it!
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*As the spell dissapears, Link falls to the ground. Realizing that the crisis is over, he looks up at Zaknafien*
Link: uh..hehe *Scratches head* uh... why don't we just forget about that......hehe?
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*in the courtyard next to Link*
Zaknafein: Forgive and forget? We'll talk about that later. Lead the way to whatever problem you bullets and swords can't fix. It better be serious or you'll end up stuck in the same position for the rest of your life...
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Name: Kyrel
Age:14
Height: 5''8"
Weight: 66
Race: Human
Class: Free-Lancer
Weapon: 3-Sectioned-Trident (Three Sectioned Staff with Trident forks at either end)
Worships: No one
Tactics: Dueling
Personality: Peaceful and Deep
Alignment: Neutral
Bio: Kyrel is a wandering Free-Lancer (A Bounty Hunter but does jobs for free) who is searching for a meaning to life, why we exist etc etc.
Vessel: Rekumen - A goliath of a ship, nick named a "Fortress" But is only inhabited by (So Far) One person, it's cannon's are all automated using lever's and other various contraptions, and it's hull is made of very thick wood.
So Can I join?
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(Uhm guys, ZeroKirbyX sealed the hole already... so edit your posts, and yea, Noenlare, you can join)
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omega: a talking bullet, now ive seen everything... *notices the rekumen in the distance* hmmm... another player joins the game
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(Ok guys, make sure you delete the posts you put like this (.....) and also, Neonlare if you want to know the sory, read the thread thus far. But everyone, this is important MAKE SURE YOU DELETE YOUR POSTS WITH THE () ON IT)
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*Kyrel is sitting by a table in a Resturant looking at the clouds rolling by*
Kyrel: mmmm
Staff Member: What's Up Ky?
Kyrel: nothing much Luke, I'm waiting for the next Boat Race, I was late last time...
Luke: mmm, tough break...
Kyrel: I seriously wonder if I could win it though, *laughs* My ship proberly wouldn't be allowed, being as big as it is...
Luke: heh... One question, how DID you get that ship?
Kyrel: Lucky on the royal lottery...
Luke: Oh, ok...
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*After the portal seals Artemis falls to his knees*
Kleid: Ma, am I tired...
Mikael: How? All you did was pull the trigger
Kleid: Did you forget? A spell needs a body to draw energy from and since you don't have one, it uses mine. It's happened everytime we've done that move, with any spell.
Mikael: We just haven't done it for so long I had forgotten about that. So, you okay? Here, let me help you up.... OH MY GOD!!! WHERE"RE MY ARMS!!!!!!!
Kleid: *Starts laughing* Hehehe. Thanks man, I needed that... *Stands to his feet and puts the gun back in his back pocket*
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*outside the diner where kyrel is*
omega: *admiring the rekumen* heh... (glad i followed this guy, then again, who could miss that? that is one huge ship... maybe the owner is inside) *walks inside diner* hey-ey smitty, whip me up a drink.
bartender: who the hell do you think you are!? oh... its just you, the usual?
omega: two of em, smitty
bartender: you DO know my name is not smitty, right?
omega: chop-chop, smitty, time is money
smitty: youll never learn... (i swear, if anyone else calls me that....)
omega: (now who here would look like a racer...)
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*Back at the courtyard, Zaknafien has taken his position back at leaning against the wall very still like. Meanwhile, Link is still sitting where he had fallen. He is just sitting there, trying to just relax and calm down. Finally, he gets up and walks next to Zaknafien.*
Link: You know, I think we got off to a bad start. I mean, there's no reason for us to be enemies right? (Zaknafien doesn't answer).......Anyways, lets start over, *Clears throat* Hi, the name's Link. *Holds out hand*
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*At the Killer Cop Deck*
Hector:CRAP!I need supplies.
*Spots a soldier*
Hector:CRAP!
Soldier:FREEZE!
Hector:*Shoots*Crap!Crap!Crap!Oh,boy!
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(???.................what the hell was that?)
(lol...anyways, just don't forget to delete your () posts :) )
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(just a prank, like when i asked about leon... remember? at least leon had the decency to delete the post...)
(i noticed he is part of the RP, but this is the first time he actually participated...)
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(Another () post, yay! Anyway, I think he just realized the rp started...)
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*still in the diner*
omega: hey, smitty. seen any other racers?
smitty: no
omega: well, if you do, let me know.
smitty: oh, yeah, that reminds me *reaches under counter and grabs a jet-black 5' longsword* you really need to update your close range arsenal
omega: wow, a gift from you... thats unexpected.
smitty: good, because im selling it, its not a gift
omega: what?! c'mon smitty, help a guy out
smitty: this is no ordinary sword, you see, it reacts to magic in a different way, anything that hits it, acts like an enchantment spell.
omega: this is the last of the money from this mission, that should cover it, and my tab, of course
smitty: HAH! tell me youre joking, have you no idea what that stuff youre drinking costs?
omega: no, and i dont want to, take it or leave it, the race should be starting soon.
smitty: *takes the money* whatever, good luck.
omega: yeah *gets up and leaves* (i guess i wont meet this new racer after all, oh well, this could be the legendary darkside, so who cares?)
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*in the courtyard*
Zaknafein: My name is Zaknafein from the land of Ched Nasad..a land I'm sure you never heard about. Where I live, technology is for whimp, swords for the strongs and magic for the smart.
*shake hands*
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*Grandy is onboard SouthWind, fixing some engines, he is apparently happy*
Grandy: *whistles a music* Ah, finnaly, the race will start soon, I just can't stay in this place anymore, I HATE when they say "Please, Mr. Grandy" or "Mr.Grandy, what can I do for you?" Its just too formal!
*yes, he talks alone, a lot*
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*Kyrel is onboard his vessel, Checking the engines and Sails*
Kyrel: Mmm, Check, Check, The Race will start soon, I can't wait for it, I might aswell go talk to the other contestants...
*Heads towards the South Wind*
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*An alarm in South Wind*
Grandy: *tries to get up an hit his head* OUCH! I mean, who is out there?
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*Inside the hangar, Dragonium is blancing on the railings around his ship, practicing by swinging his sword around Tai-Chi style*
Dragonium: A few more hours... *Glances toward the horizon, waiting for the sun to rise*
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*Back in the courtyard*
Link: Nice ta meetcha Zaknafien.........so, what kind of vessel are you using. I'm sure that it's very powerful considering you're a Drow.
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*back in the courtyard*
Zaknafein: My ship is called the 'Predator'. It's an Imperial Ship, part of the Matron Mother's personal fleet. It's a very powerful ship but I don't intend to destroy anyone or anything with it...as long as I don't get provoked into it.
*Look in the sky*
Zaknafein: An excellent day for racing. Hopefully your ship is ready, whatever kind of ship it is?
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*Dragonium is sitting on the rails of his ship, his sword sheathed, drinking from a small flask he keeps in his belt-pouch*
Dragonium: The race is close. I should get ready...
*He wanders to the control panel and mutters the words again; the ship instantly springs into life, rising into the air and moving nimbly out of the hangar. He then leans over the side of the ship and watches for the other racers*
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*In the courtyard*
Link: Well, my ship is just your average ship. It's wooden, but it odes hav a few tricks up its sleeves. Also it.....*All of a sudden, a holographic image similar to the first appears over the castle*
Attention! Attantion all racers! Please report to your vessels, and bring them to the Castles port. I repeat.....
Link: Well, guess I should be headin' off. Good luck Zaknafien! *Walks towards the hangar*
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*As Dragonium sees the hologram and heads for the port, the first rays of sunlight begin to pierce the night-time air*
Dragonium: Right on cue...
*He reaches the port, and hovers above the ground, testing how quickly the engine can react to the slightest chnage in control*
Dragonium: Excellent... Rhinama dryun...
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Grandy: Well, better get going! *claps hands, the Vesse turns on*
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*outside the nexus*
omega: (finally, i hope there isnt any trouble today, weather looks nice, not much wind, knowing my luck, something has to happen) *gets in nexus* OK crew, time to head for the castle!
co-captain: what about talon?
omega: he was a traitor, and i dealt with him, im the new captain now....
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Mikael: Kleid, the race is starting! Get her running!
*Kleid flips multiple levers and the ship slowly rises*
Kleid: *Props feet up on center of the panel with the levers and a joystick and a small keypad pop out of the armrests* Here we go. Been long enough... *Tilts the joystick forrward with his right hand and the ship exits the hangar*
Mikael: Excited?
Kleid: At the chance to win the race and clear my name? Duh, I didn't come here to lose.
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*meanwhile, Zaknafein teleported in his ship*
Zaknafein: Time to start the engine and complete the ritual...that will amaze quite a few racers...
*start chanting a Drow spell*
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*Link walks up to the Zhagnol. He see's Stark already on the ship getting it started.*
Link: So you heard?
Stark: Yea, I was already here, so I figured I'd get it ready for ya. You ready to go?
Link: Is everything packed?
Stark: Yep, let's do this!
*Link climbs up the ladder and sits in the drivers seat. After starting up the engine, the Zhagnol decends for the Castle.*
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*Dragonium slips his ship into the air with great control, pulling up the rope-ladder with a free hand*
Dragonium: Here goes...
*He carefully guides the ship down into the port, and sits waiting for the rest of the racers*
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*Racers are lined up*
King: Welcome brave racers! Today is a glorious day. The race around the World begins. Your strength, intelligence, and will, will be tested today. For the winner will be granted...*pulls out the relic* This!
*In the Zhagnol*
Link: Man, it's right there......He's just holding it.......
Stark: Yea, days of racing, and it's right in front of us...
Link: Huh....?
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omega: (hmm... its finally beginning, i dont even need to win, if i lose, i will still report to the boss personally, i can kill him either way)
co-captain: omega, you ready, this race starts in any minute.
omega: of course, we would be out of luck without you guys helping out... *light on the ship all go out* what is this!?
co-captain: i-i dont know, everything just checked out fine matbe i shou-
omega: that will not be neccessary, show yourself, dark one.
dark one: heh, figured out that quick, i underestimated you, how did you know it was me?
omega: *draws darkside* you were the last person to use this, i knew you would return for it...
dark one: not really, im done with weapons, dont need 'em, you can keep darkside if you want
omega: then, why come here?
dark one: you dont have a need for the relic, its just a trap so you can get revenge for your village
omega: let me guess, you help with the race, and i give you the relic, is that right, dark one?
dark one: yes, and if we are to work together, you should know, my name is Dune, i dont like these formalities among friends
omega: fine, but turn the lights on, darkness isnt my thing
dune: fine, *lights return to normal*
co-captain: aahhhhh! i-i-its a vamp-
dune: shaddup! im not gonna kill anybody, finish preparing the ship... (its right in front of me, i wish i could just take it, but that wouldnt work out well, with the other racers here to stop me)
omega: (well, at least the race wont be dull with him around)
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*meanwhile on the Predator*
Zaknafein: Haha, so it finally begins. All who stand in my way shall feel my wrath. Kiaransalee, lend me your strength and guide my to victory!
*engine starts*
Zaknafein: It's working marvelously. With the ritual now completed, none shall even think coming near me, hahaha!
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Grandy: Hey, Mr. King, I have a question! If the relic is with you, why you're making this race? I thought you wanted the relic!
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Daegurth: The King wants us to win the race so that he will give us the relic. That is how I understand it. Anyway, I'll win...*rides his Gondola and fastly sails north*
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(ugh....dude, the race did not start yet....-.-)
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Guard: HEY YOU!!!! THE IDIOT IN THE GONDOLA!!! THE RACE DIDN'T START YET!!!!
Daegurth: I KNOW!!!!!! I DIDN'T WANT TO LISTEN TO ALL THE SPEECH, THAT'S ALL!!!!
Guard: GET BACK HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Daegurth: OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*comes back while everybody laughs at him*
(Note: sorry, didn't read well :P)
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King: That is a very good question racer. You see, this Relic was given to me by a friend of mine. He said that only the winner of a tournament of soome kind can use it. So I decided to make it into a race. and, if you look around you, many of the racers here are my soldiers and personal racers. And now, the rules are as follows........there are none. You may take any route in which you like. but if it does not run parralel to the original course, you will be disqualified. So technicaly, this is a no-holds-bar race around the world. the race will take place over a few days depending on how well you race.......I wish all the fine racers here good luck. In exactly five minutes, the race will begin. Please keep your ships on and running, and make any last minute preperations now. Thank you. *King walks to is royal chair to the side and sits down*
*In the Zhagnol*
Link: *Leans back in his chair, and puts his feet up on the wheel* Well, I guess it's about time. we're all set to go right?
Stark: Yea, just take it easy for a while. *Leans back as well* The only real competition here I think is that Drow guy.
Link:........His name is Zaknafein.......and I think you're right...
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Grandy: I think I already did everything I needed, so... *goes to his bed and rests for a while*
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Daegurth: Damn! Look at all those big ships, and me in this stupid gondola! Well... I'm ready for this... hold on... I've got no food!!! I have to fish! *throws himself to the water and catches a fish with his sword* Okay, this will do for today... How long does it take to begin now?
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Dragonium: Just five minutes... With five thousand years under my belt, I should be able to handle that.
*He wanders over to the control panel and sits down, guiding the ship onto the start line*
Dragonium: Uhm... Someting's not right here... That Drow guy looks like he could be trouble. And we know what happens when we have trouble...
*He leans on a cannon with a rope-equipped bolt in it, and plays with the hilt of his sword*
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Daegueth: This five minutes are eternal... Maybe I can sing something for the people so that they won't be bored...
*sings a sad song and everybody claps him, while crying*
Daegurth: Okay, it took me a minute... but I think that everybody is sad now...
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*on the nexus*
dune:... this guy really like delaying, doesnt he?
omega: well, all the racers need time to prepare
dune: we dont, we deserve a head start
omega: well, that wouldnt be fair, now would it? either way, when this five minutes is up, people could still be preparing for the race, they will be behind.
dune: ahhhh!! what is this racket!?!?!?
omega: sounds like singing to me, or at least attempting to sing
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*meanwhile in the Predator*
Zaknafein: Seems like the race won't start just yet....that King is so busy with his own problems that he can't seem to start the race.
Slave: My Lord, do you intend to use the Underdark to your advantage?
Zaknafein: Of course I do...nobody else but me knows of that place and since that foolish King said around the world, this means as long as I cross the line on from the other side, I'll win.
Slave: But my Lord, isn't that an unfair advantage?
Zaknafein: You think that I care? All that matters here is to win...
*slaves try to run off the ship*
Zaknafein: Think you can escape me and tell everyone?!
*Chant a quick spell and the slave vanish in flames*
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*Kleid sits in his chair playing a game of Pong*
Mikael: What the hell are you doing. Now's no time for games!
Kleid: So you want me to- Score, that that b****!
Mikael: He's got the entire military after him, the attention span of a squirrel, and he's not dead yet. God must like that SOB.
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Daegurth: YAAAAAAAWNNNNNNNN!!!! HOw boring... Your Majesty, are we starting already...?
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*Grandy gets up*
Grandy: Yup, its sooooooooo boring here.
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***UPDATE***
Ok guys LinkForce has been busy lately and he didn't have time to continue the RP. He said that he would update later tonight or tommorow.
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(Update? I like updates! But I like Skittles more. Obey the Skittles!)
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(Sorry for taking so long ^^')
King: *Jumps up from his seat* Silence! There shall be no more uproars! .....*Walks to a high platform* I wish all the racers good luck, and God speed......God speed. *Gestures to the flag holder* Racers, on your mark!
*In the Zhagnol*
Link: *Jumps into the pilot seat and hits a few switches* Okay, let's get this on!
King: Get set! *Everybody falls silent and there is absolutely no noise*...........................................GO!!!!!!!!!!
Link: *Pulls a big lever, and the Zhagnol rumbles very violently and then shoots forward as every racers engine roars through the morning air*
(Good luck to all the RP'ers :p)
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*Aboard the Predator*
Zaknafein: Full speed ahead! The entrance to the caves are still far away to stick in attack mode for now. I'll activate what defensive spells we need should some fool dare to attack us.
Slave: Lord Zaknafein, I don't think it's wise to start at maximum speed.
Zaknafein: You don't think! I DO! Now keep up the pace, we mustn't fall behind.
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*on the nexus*
omega: lets go!
dune: i never caught exactly where we are going...
omega: follow someone!
co-captain: ehh... right
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*The Resentment flies foward, Kleid still playing Pong*
Kleid: C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
*The Resentment is swerving back and forth*
Kleid: *Furiously moving his joystick* Why won't my bar move ?!
Mikael: *In worried voice* Because you're using the ship's joystick!
Kleid: *Game screen slides up and the ship moves slowly left and right as Kleid hits the joystick* Well whadd'ya know, I am. *Scratches head* How'd that happen?
Mikael: Does it matter? Just make sure not to crash this early.
Kleid: *Props feet up and begins to reach for a button on his arm console* Well, I think we're ready for this button.
Mikael: No, please, god no. Not this early!
Kleid: I have no choice... *Slams his fist down on the button and "Radar Love" begins play all over the ship* *Kleid starts singing*
Mikael: God, I hate you...
Kleid: I been driving all night, my hand's wet on the wheel, do do do do do do
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Grandy: Full speed! *pulls a lever, the SouthWind starts to fly* And going, and going and going...... to where? *He stops and takes a map* Oh, man, where are we supposed to go again?
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Daegurth: AAARGH!!! They're leaving! Go, stupid gondola! *starts to navigate behind Grandy*
Daegurth: I don't know where to go, but this guy might. I'll follow him.
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*On the Zhagnol*
Link: Looks like we're in the lead.
*Three racers zoom past the Zhagnol*
Stark: Damn! ..........They're headed for that cave!
Link: I guess that's the first area. .....Punch the throttle!
Stark: What?! The race just started, plus if we do, we wont make it throough that opening. It's too thin!
Link: No, it's the only way to go through. The Zhagnol is too wide to fit through that. So we're going to ram in there as fast as we can to break open a seam.
*Link pushes a big button, and the Zhagnol doubles in speed*
Stark: Oh craaaaaaaaaaap!!!!!
*The Zhagnol zooms past the three racers, and and slams straight into the entrance. The impact sends massive segments of rock flying toward the three racers. They collide into it and their ship explodes.*
Stark: We're taking massive damage!
Link: Grr......
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*on the nexus*
omega: nobody is trying to get ahead, dont say were all lost!
dune: ok i wont say it
omega: thats it! i want to blast something!! *fires cannon at NPC racer in front of him*
dune: all right! *a ship crashes into the earth*
omega: hey, people going to the cave *sees link blast through the gate*
dune: screw that, blast a bigger opening
omega: dont mind if i do....
dune: great, the cave is falling apart around us!
omega: as long as we make it out!
dune: (maybe i should possess a guy on another ship just in case)
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*on the Predator*
Zaknafein: Seems like the people are heading in that cave...
Slave: Should we follow them sir?
Zaknafein: No, fly above. We reach an entrance to the Underdark soon. If anyone is foolish enough to follow me down there, they'll get shot down by the Matron Mother's fleet...or get lost forever.
???: A cruel fate for surfacers.
Zaknafein: What are you doing here, Zhuran(Ju-Ran).
Zhuran: Matron Mother told me to teleport here and tell you that her Imperial Fleet is ready and any non-drow ship will get shot down.
Zaknafein: Great. Go back to her and say that we are arriving soon...
Zhuran: Yes my lord...on my way. *teleports away*
Zaknafein: Now! Dive down!
*Predator enters the Underdark*
Note: The entrances to the Underdark are hidden by illusions so unless you know where to find them, you can't enter. It's not just a regular cave entrance. Now that I entered in, unless you saw me, you can't follow me.
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Daegurth: HURRY, HURRY HURRY!!! Arf... arf... too tired... huh?! a cave's falling apart... maybe, if I sorround it, I can take the lead... even though I have to row!!! *starts to sorround the collapsing cave*
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*Onboard the Zhagnol*
Link: Now! Activate the rear cannons!
Stark: *Pushed a gray button and hits a few switches*
Link: Aim for the walls!
*The cannons aim up, and fire towards the walls. Massive amounts of rock fall from above. Ships collide with the rubble and explode.*
Link: Now, punch it! Pivet the ship to the right!
*The ship turns on an angle so it doesn't touch the walls anymore*
Stark: Woohoo! Yea! Smart thinking Link! I thought you were nuts for a second there.
Link: *Sets the ships speed back to normal* Don't worry Stark. We got this race in the bag. *Winks*
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*on the nexus, right behind link*
omega: what the hell!? hes shooting the walls! does he have a death wish?
dune: heh, you have sheilds right?
omega: a waste of energy, we can handle a few rocks
dune: ehhh *aims cannon to the side* maybe... *fires cannon*
omega: what are you doing?
dune: removing competition
omega: *pilots nexus around rocks* what was the point of that?
dune: hey, less people
omega: well, now what?
dune: the cave goes pretty straight, we just hit the booster
omega: *hits flashing button* hope you have magic to spare
dune: i always do...
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Daegurth: Arf... arf... finally I finished sorrounding that stupid cave... Huh?! I'm far behind... better do something... I know! I'll sing the most horrible song I've ever heard... HERE IT GOES!
*sings such despicable song that everybody falls back because of the noise*
Daegurth: Finally, I take the lead! But with this gondola I won't do mech... WHATEVER!
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Grandy: *Flies right next to Daegurth* This is the last time I try to find the way myself! I almost ended in that falling cave back there! Luckly there was a LOT of caves..... many of witch made I fly back to the beggining....
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(Woops ^^' Forgot to mention that the cave is in a mountain. Please edit your posts, because you can't fly around it. Sorry for the inconvinience.)
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*The Resentment is lagging in the middle of the caves*
Kleid: Just... like... pong...
Mikael: How?
Kleid: Like this... *The Resentment's left side knocks a falling rock into another ship, which, of course, asplodes* One to zero, player one is in the lead!
Mikael: Dude, you really gotta lay off the pong...
Kleid: Contrary to popular belief, I know what I'm doing... some of the time... sorta... *Eyes glaze over as he stares into nothingness a then snaps out of it* Take over for me. *As Kleid stands up, Mikael again inserts himself like a key into the main control panel* *Kleid loads an Unforgiver shot into the gun on his right holster and opens the back hatch on the ship*
Kleid: Almost, almost, perfect! *He shoots a large stalactite right as the Resentment passes under it, blowing up it's large base, causing it to fall down, shrinking the already small passage* Boo-yah! *He locks the hatch and takes back the controls*
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*On the Zhagnol*
Link: Well, we finally made it out of the mountains. Sustaining minimal damage of course.
Stark: Oh yah, suuure......
Link: Well at least I didn't--
*Suddenly a portal in the sky opens, and the same black figure that attacked the Castle City, appears but is in the form of a dragon*
Link: *Jumps up from his seat* Holy crap! It's that thing from before! Quickly man the cannons on the left! Stark!
Stark: Yea?!
Link: Fire a signal to the other ships to inform them. This things gonna tear us all apart if we don't do something!
*Back in the castle. The King is speaking through an intercom.*
King: Rajan is in place.
Man on the intercom: Good. I shall inform the Covanent Quadron. All is falling into place.
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*the Predator comes out of the Underdark not far from the Zhagnol*
Slave: My Lord, there is a mysterious dragon in the sky!
Zaknafein: A dragon? Could it be The Mighty Saladrex?
Slave: The dragon is black your highness.
Zaknafein: Hmph, this could be trouble....Contact the Matron Mother! Ask her to dispatch the Imperial Fleet NOW!
Slave: Yes my lord, understood sir. *leaves to contact the Matron Mother*
Zaknafein: If the Imperial Fleet arrives on time, we might be able to defeat that dragon....if he is a true black dragon, the racers' ships won't last against it's mighty breath attack....
Slave: Your highness, the Matron Mother has dispatched the Imperail Fleet and should be here any minutes...
Zaknafein: It's a good thing the dragon appeared near an exit....it will also be it's doom...
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*Having taken a longer route to the caves after starting slowly, Dragonium narrowly manages to dodge a rockfall going through the cave, and quickly comes across the dragon*
Dragonium: Wha... No... This can't... Uurgh...
*He falls to his knees whilst trying to grip his sword; 5000 years of memories come flooding back to him, as he is forced to watch an endless replay of his loved ones being slain by DragonKind*
Dragonium: *Unnaturally mystical voice* I will be your doom...
*He draws his sword, which is glowing dimly red, and walks to the front of the ship, calling to the Dragon Creature in an ancient language*
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Daegurth: arf... catching up with a gondola SURE is difficult... Hey! What the.... A STORM EVERYONE BEWARE!!!!
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*on the nexus*
omega: what is that
dune: it aint nice, ill say that much
omega: well, lets get ready for a big battle
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*On the Zhagnol*
Link: Fire!
*The Zhagnols main cannon fires at the Black Dragon, but it passes right through it.*
Link: What the?! Damn...now what?!
Stark: Link, look! *Points into the distance behind them.*
*Thousands of Dark ships are approaching the racers at great speed. As they are approaching, the ships charge their main cannons, and fire a massive wave of Dark energy that takes the form of wave, and begins to fastly approach the ships.*
Link: What the hell is that?!
Stark: I dunno, but we need to get the hell out of here!
*Stark jumps into his seat, and pulls down a lever. The ship jump starts forward at an incredible speed.*
Link: Damn, it's not fast enough! Activate the backup thrusters. Deverte power from the shields to the engine! There's no way we're gonna die here!
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Dragonium: Your power is nothing to mine...
*He raises his sword aove his head and chants a spell. 8 elemental orbs appear and move quickly around the sword, before being absorbed into it; and a huge beam of white light surges from the sword, incinerating most of the Dragon, and destroying most of its bottom half**
Dragonium: Now you see... Wha...?!
*He sees the wave of darkness heading towards the racers, and hops back into the pilot's seat, shaking his head. The mystic voice goes back to normal, and his sword stops glowing*
Dragonium: Time to go, I believe...
*He zooms off with all the ships speed, almost matching Link's ship, and heads off away from the growing wave of darkness*
* Sunburst Cannon, one of Dragonium's signature attacks. It is a powerful attack that uses the power of all the elements, and it causes light damage, plus damage from another random element.
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*Dark Energy approaches SouthWind*
Grandy: What the heck?! *SouthWind gets hit by the wave, and one engine is destroyed*
Grandy: Damn! Full speed ahead! *SouthWind starts to travel in a enourmous velocity, but is losing balance due to the attack*
Grandy: Baddaybaddaybadday! *SouthWind crashes, still in one piece, but crashes*
Grandy(upside down in the roof): I think I'll need some repairs. *gets his tools* I catch the racers later.
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*on the Predator*
Zaknafein: Just another indestructible monster...how nice. It even has his own little ship army...
Slave: My Lord! The Matron Mother has arrived!
*At the same time, waves of Drow ships appear from what seems to be out of nowhere*
Zaknafein: This'll be a clash of a life time....if the other racers are in the way, they'll get destroyed.
*Telepathically to everyone* 'This is the Matron Mother. All ships are to ready their weapons, we'll strike them down! All other surfacer racers, withdraw or be taken down along with them'
Zaknafein: Load the cannons...prepare the shield...
*All the Drow ships cannons ready, the Matron Mother opened fire*
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*on the nexus*
omega: *sees dark wave and drow ships* well, im not sure how i sit on this one...
dune: drow are not nice in any definition of the word from my experiences... so i would get as far away as possible...
omega: either way, we arent evading that wave, you can enchant our sheilds, right?
dune: of course, darkness has no effect on me in even the greatest amounts, so just act like it isnt even there, ill handle defense *walks away*
omega: i dont like the idea of drow battleships, im getting as far away from everything as possible *pilots nexus to a small looking village* ill just watch the action from here, i might be the only racer left...
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Grandy: *telepaticaly gets the essage from Zaknafein*
Grandy: Withdraw?! I can't withdraw, my Vessel is BROKEN!
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*The Resentment emerges from the cave as Kleid sees the dragon, er, it's top half at least*
Kleid: Oh, my GOD! Doe nothing go right in this race!?
Mikael: If you would take things SERIOUSLY we might have gotten by it.
Kleid: Bleh, I just wanna blow it up, too much excitement for me. *Hits a button and reclines his chair as he loads his guns, the radio still on as he whistles along*
Kleid: Done. Now... BURN BABY, BURN!!!!!! *Old rusty cannons open up from the side of the ship and open fire on the dragon*
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Degurth: AAAAAAARRRRGHHHHHH!!!!! *ducks from cannon fire* This is awful... Well, guess I'll have to fight too... *draws his sword* To think it better, I guess I should take the lead as everyone looses time *saves his sword* now... ROW, ROW, ROW!!! *takes the lead while everyone fights*
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*To inform you guys, a huge dark energy wave is headed for the racers. A massive fleet of Drow ships are also fighting against other ships of Darkness who fired the Dark energy wave. There is also a Black Dragon who has had its bottom half blown away. Hope you guys come back. :D*
*On the Zhagnol*
Link: Why aren't we going fast enough?
Stark: We were hit by that dragon and now--
*All of a sudden, a Barrier appears from nowhere and stops the ship dead in its tracks. Then after a few seconds, the ship shoots backwarsd toward the rest of the racers, and back towards the wave of darkness.*
Link: Oh craaaaap!!
*The Zhagnol's side hit's against another ship and an engine blows out.*
Link: Damn! Stark, status!
Stark: The left rear engine has been blown out. The stabalizer is damaged as well. We can't stay up, we're going down!
Link: Head for that ship over there! We have to board it! It's the closest one! *Points to Zaknafien's ship*
Stark: get ready to jump!
*The Zhagnol zooms past Zaknafien's ship going downward, and Stark and Link jump off along with their small crew.*
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*On the Predator*
Slave: Your highness, intruders have boarded our ship!
Zaknafein: Capture them and bring them to me. If they resist, kill them.
Slave: Yes, I bow to your will.
*various armored slaves leave and head for Stark and Link's position*
Zaknafein: The Matron's fleet should be able to hold that dragon back. Seems like most of the racers have been ganged up together...or destroyed. Well that's more their problem that it is mine but I'll go pick up the remain....should they survive.
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*Artemis is furiously throwing the right joystick, trying to keep the ship stable*
Kleid: Holy... crap... it's still.... alive?!
Mikael: It seems that it withstood our attack.
Kleid: No **** Sherlock!?
Mikael: Hey, just because we're in a life or death situation doesn't mean you can be mean.
Kleid: Whatever, I have an idea. I'll need a beer if I'm gonna pull it off?
Mikael: Oh, you're going to get it drunk?
Kleid: Uh-uh. There's no freaking way I'm gonna do this sober.
Mikael: You see, funny thing is... we're out.
Kleid: I told you to remind me! Know what, when this is over I'm throwing you in the washing machine. *Grabs Mikael and shoves him in the hole on the main control panel again. The ship stabilizes*
Kleid: *Walks out to the back door of the ship* Mikael! Keep her steady and head towards that dragon! *Kleid climbs his way to the top of the ship and kneels down on it. He hits a switch on the roof and an extremely large mounted gun emerges from the roof* Okay, Mikael, can you hear me? Turn the ship away in 30 seconds.
*Kleid climbs into mounted cannon and hits a few buttons. The cannon launches itself at the dragon like a slingshot, stabbing the two cannons into it's neck like a fork.*
Kleid: Now point blank *Click* Oh crap...
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Grandy: Done. *Turns engine on* *Motor explode*
Grandy: Do'h! *Turn on motor No2* *Motor No2 explodes*
Grandy: Do'h! *Turn on emergency motor* *the ship starts to fly*
Grandy: Yahoo! *Wing explodes*
Grandy: Do'h! I'll have to do some more repairs, then. *gets his tool box*
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*Dragonium is standing on the front-most point of his ship, facing the Dragon*
Dragonium: Slaying Dragons is my job... Come on, fight!
*Dodges a swing from the Dragon's huge claws, and swings back, cutting through a few claws*
Dragonium: They were all slain... All those years ago. I was the only one who survived the battle. Now I have nothing... Nothing left...
*Gets hit backwards by a lunge from the Dragon*
Dragonium: *Lying on the floor* I guess... This is bad, huh?
*Sees the dark energy wave coming closer, smashing a few random NPC ships as it comes*
Dragonium: Heh...
*Suddenly hops into the pilot's seat, and pushes a control stick forward. The ship seems to charge up for an effort, then quickly rushes forward, carrying Dragonium, standing with his sword out over the side of his ship, past the Dragon*
Dragonium: *Nods to Artemis* The rest is all yours.
*He zooms off away from the energy wave, as the left side of the Dragon falls away from the rest of its body, and plummets to the ground, severed in the charge from Dragonium's ship*
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*On Zaknafien's ship*
*Drows have Link and crew surronded*
Link: Uh....hey guys...uhm...our ship crashed and...--
*Suddenly the ship begins to rumble. The Dark ave is very close.*
Link: Uhm...do you think you guys can just uh..get this ship moving?............now?
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Grandy: Done! *turns on motor* *the ship starts to fly*
Grandy: Full speed! *start to run away from the battle*
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*on the Predator*
Matron Mother*telepathically*: Zaknafein, we are withdrawing our forces back down in the dark and I order you to do so as well.
Zaknafein: A wise command. All forces withdraw, we cannot afford to suffer anymore damage.
*ship turns away*
Slave: My lord, we have captured the invaders. What should be done with them?
Zaknafein: I said, bring them to me....and do so now!
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Kledi: No, no, no, no, no! Mikael forgot to reload the cannons. I swear, He's going in the oven for this. No choice, I have to do this. *He loads an Unforgiver bullet into his gun and sticks it back in the holster.* Now where are those explosives? *He pulls explosives out of every compartment of the cannon, still lodged on the dragons neck, and piles them in the seat.*
Mikael: Kleid... what are you gonna do?
Kled: You forgot to reload the cannon *Strikes a match*
Mikael: That's not my fault, you didn't give me any money.
Kleid: Yeah? Well, *Lights a fuse*, 'less you wanna blow out my speakers, I'd turn off the mic. *Artemis hurridly opens the pit and jumps off the side of the cannons*
Mikael: You idiot, you're gonna kill yourself!!
Kleid: Please work, please work, please work... *Whips the gun with the Unforgiver round out of it's holster and fires straight down 20 feet from the ground* *Artemis is thrown up in the air and lands on the ground with a loud thud* I can't believe that actually worked.... *He looks up at the cannon, expecting the bombs to go off soon*
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omega: dune, are the ppreparations complete?
dune: almost... just another moment
*the nexus is surrounded by a dark aura*
dune: that should do it, but we are plenty far away, nothing can find us here
omega: our cannons are powered by magic, we can simply fly through the dark wave and power up our cannons for a while, then we can focus our magic on other areas, like the engines.
dune: but what about the drow ships?
omega: this aura means we should just look like magic to them, and they will probably pay no attention to us, either way, we're just going in and out, how bad could it be?
dune: i dont like this idea one bit...
*nexus flies straight towards the dark energy*
dune: *notices dragonium fighting black dragon* omega, you think we should do something about that
*dragonium gets hit by dragon*
omega: no, he will be fine, just leave him, i could care less anyway
dune: heh, i guess he did just do quite a number on that dragon, think we should finish it off?
omega: geez, you never want to do anything, you must be bored to suggest we go helping people
dune: you try sitting in a dark room chanting magic spells for 2 hours, and see how you feel afterwards
omega: well, we certainly have plenty of energy, why not take a couple shots at the thing?
*nexus fires multiple magic shots at black dragon*
omega: there, you happy now?
dune: yeah, im just glad to see stuff blowing up again
omega: lets back off again now...
*nexus flies away to a distant town*
dune: lets keep on watching a little longer...
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(I'll keep this alive!!!!!!!!)
Daegurth: ROW!!! ROW!!! *hurries up* I reached land... I have to save the Gondola in my Magic Bag *takes a little bag, it shines, and saves the Gondola* Let us find a land vehicle!
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(yes, we shouldn't be letting our RP die, i like this one!)
*at the distant town, everyone has seen the dark wave and fled*
*at the local, abandoned bar*
omega: wow, these people have literally no alcoholic beverages
dune: yeah, whats the point raiding the bar if there isnt anything but juice!?
omega: well, there isnt anything that can get the crew drunk, we might as well get them down here for a break....
dune: i dont like your crew
omega: we dont want to be here anyway, lets watch the fireworks
dune: a lot of ships seem to be malfunctioning even after the wave has hit...
omega: too bad we have no idea where to go, i would like to get a headstart on these other people
dune: sso we wait for a few racers to start going, then we follow until we have an idea for where to go....
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Daegurth: Arf... I can't keep up running... I gotta do somethin'... Hey mister! How much does that horse cost?!
Mister: 30 Golds!!!
Daegurth: Darn! I don't have much money... The hell take it!!!
*rides the horse and leaves*
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*On Zaknafiens ship*
*Link and crew are being escorted to Zaknafien*
Link: *See's Zaknafien* Wait a sec.! You're that guy from the castle right?
*Suddenly, and as if from nowhere, the Black Aura disipates, and the Black Dragon vanish. In a matter of seconds, everything has returned to the way it was.*
*On the ship of an NPC racer*
Racer: Wow....what just happened? It seems that everything has returned back to the way it was.
Crew member: *Ahem* Sir, may I suggest that we head toward the next destination now, while the other ships regroup?
Racer: Hmm...good idea. Where is our next destination again?
Crew Member: Our next destination is the Riverdon Falls.
Racer: The largest waterfall in the world.....hmm...well, the only way to get through the falls is to go at top speed. The pressure is so immense that staying underneath it too long could crush us.
Crew Member: Ok then, shall I give the signal?
Racer: Yes...let us take the lead.
*Ship heads off* (Guys, you can make up monsters in the falls too if you like)
*Meanwhile back at the castle*
???: What did you do! I said I had everything under control!
King: The race has just begun.....I don't want anything to happen to our "Lab Rats" just yet.
???: Well next time you get another "smart" idea, tell me before hand...the other racers are expandable...
King: But without them there would be no competition...
???: You leave the competition to me....*Evil Smirk*
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*on the Predator*
Zaknafein: Well well, what do we have here! The rivvin that thought he could boss me around and get away with it.
Slave: What should be done with them, sir?
Zaknafein: Shut up! Speak when I ask you to!
Slave:....
Zaknafein: Now, where were we. Ah yes the prisoners. Did you think you could just get aboard my ship as if it was some kind of rescue boat? AH! I think not! I have no time to deal with --
Slave: My lord! The sky has brighten and the dragon has vanished!
Zaknafein: Interesting. But I said to speak when spoken to.....DIE!
*casts disintegrate on slave*
Zaknafein: Now that's out of the way, I have to deal with you, surfacers. A pity that the Matron Mother ordered to get back in the dark. Consider yourself lucky, rivvin, you just won a trip to the Underdark. Your trial will be held there. All troops, we are heading home!
*The Predator turns back, full speed ahead, and head in the dark*
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*Link gets a bit nervous*
Link: H-hey buddy...c'mon...
*Zaknafien stares*
Link: It's nothing personal...your ship was just the closest here....he...he...
*Stark wispers*
Stark: Of all the ships, you had to pick the creepiest and scariest eh?
Link: *Whispers* Hey, it was the closest one...it was either scary dark ship, or hard solid ground in your face...
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*On the Predator*
Slave: M'lord, the entrance of the Underdark is just ahead of us.
Zaknafein: Proceed in.
Slave: As you order my lord.
*The Predator enters the Underdark///*
Zaknafein: Aaah, it's good to be home again. I missed those old caverns.
Ship Controller: My lord, a party of exiled Sahuagin has been spotted right beneath us.
Zaknafein: Really? This could be interesting. Let's have some fun with my newest prisoners. The 3 of us will go down and take care of those beasts. I'm not foolish to let you free....feel Illithid technology
*places an illithid protection collar on Stark and Link*
Zaknafein: Let's go. Oh and just so you two rivvins know, if you try to run, you will die. Illithids and Beholders roam the place...and the collar won't protect you. Now, let's go!
*approaches Stark and Link and start casting Teleport*
Zaknafein, just before teleporting: Your live is at stake here.
*teleport down never the Sahuagin*
Sahuagin: Telkossny'iss seinytii kasrrs!
*the Sahuagins charge*
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Link: Holy crap! *Turns to Zaknafein* Hey buddy, c'mon. Why you making us fight these guys?
*Suddenly a Sahuagin leaps toward Link. In an instant, he unsheathes his gunblade from his belt and cuts it in half.
Link: Fine, have it your way.
*Link, Stark, and Zaknafein charge forward. Stark using his Armored Gloves, rams through 4 Sahuagins and continues to charge. Zaknafein casts many spells, and Link is being surrounded from all sides with his sword drawn.*
*A Sahuagin leaps at Link from behind and knocks the Gunblade out of his hand. Another leaps forward with its Spear about to impale in Link chest when suddenly, a Fireball erupts beneath it sending it flying in the air. At the same instant, a hail of ice shoots down with an enourmous radius, killing many Sahuagins.*
*Zaknafein walks towards Link, and levitates his Gunblade to his feet*
Zaknafein: Hmph...Rivvin...
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Zaknafein: Grab your weapon and get back in there. I don't have all day you know!
*Link goes forward, slashing Sahuagins as he sees them when suddenly, a huge pack of illithids appear between Link/Stark and Zaknafein, knocking all Sahuagin inconscious*
Illithid**: Drow, what are you doing with surfacers on our territory!
**Illithids speak telepathically, always
Zaknafein: We mean no harm, Illithid. We got ambushed by Sahuagins while heading to Ust Natha.
Illithid: This is no excuse! You have walked on illithid ground and now you will pay!
Link: This....looks like trouble!
Zaknafein: Ah! You think you can oppose the Drows, illithid? Controller, get us back in!
*Link, Stark and Zaknafein teleports within the ship*
Zaknafein: Shoot them all down! Leave no one alive!
*ships start firing at the Illithid and Sahuagin packs on the ground*
Zaknafein: Once this is over, we head for the outpost...where your trial will happen.
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*Kleid stares, looking as the dragon vanishes and turns his head to see the Predator suddenly dissapear*
Kleid: Kleid: What the hell... Mikael? You see that?
*Resentment lands next to Kleid*
Mikael: Yeah, I did. What happened?
Kleid: *Climbs onto the deck of his ship* I dunno. It just vanished. Fly us up there.
Mikeal: Approaching vanishing point. It's odd though.. I'm not picking anything up... No magic, no energy no nothing.
Kleid: Mikael, pull her forward. *Ship moves foward and Kleid sticks out his hand, just to watch it vanish, along with the front of the ship* Oh my god...
*Kled falls to the ground at the site of the Underdark*
Mikael: Where the hell are we?
Kleid: I dunno... Stop the ship! *As Kleid stands to his feet the abrupt stop of the ship knocks him down again. He stands again and just absorbs all he sees*
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dune: (wow, everything stopped, i guess i shouldnt complain)
*back on the nexus*
dune: *spotting NPC ship* hmmm... where are they headed?
crewman1: they may be headed for riverdon falls
dune: well, lets follow that ship then
crewman2: should we wake the captain?
dune: i dont see why, but whatever
*5 minutes later*
omega: ahhh! stop screaming, and turn off the lights already!
dune: that town had nothing to get drunk on, how in the world is it that you are hung over?
omega: i think the cranberry juice had fermented
dune: you drank the cranberry juice?
omega: shaddup... im going back to sleep, wake me up if we die or something equally important happens
*nexus begins to shake violently*
omega: crap, why now?
dune: we appear to be caught in something, a web maybe?
crewman1: big enough to hold us? i would hate to have that spider get us
crewman2: *watches NPC ship get shredded open by a giant spider* well, it seems to be enjoying that other ship,
omega: but is it eating the metal, or the people?
dune: i guess we wait and see, we are stuck in a bad position to fire our cannons right now, we need to wait for it to come a lot closer, and that still leaves us the issue of getting out of this web....
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Daegurth: I can reach the eastern coast! Quickly! *keeps riding*
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*SouthWind appears next to The Predator*
Grandy: Caves, caves, underwrold, caves, dragons, why can't this race go through a beach or termal waters or something that doesn't put OUR FREAKING LIVES IN DANGER?!
*Smilies*
Grandy: Thinking again, it was because of this why I joined the race...
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*On the Predator*
Link: Trial? What trial? For what, boarding your ship?
Stark: *Whispers* If they take us any deeper to this place, we won't be able to escape back to the surface. Draw your blade an lets get the hell out of here.
Link: *whispers* Fine, but if anyone asks, this was your idea.
*In an instant, Link draws his Gunblade, twirling it around him and cuts a few Drow SLaves in half. Zaknafein jerks his head toward Link and casts Fireball at him. Link tries to deflect it, but the Fireball is too fast, and it sends Link flying across the ship. He gets up and looks down to see the Southwind stationed below. Stark walks next to him while dozens of Drow Slaves and Zaknafein approach them, cornering them on the front of the ship*
Link: Well, it's been fun guys. I thought you were better than that Drow. I thought you were different from the others....Guess not.
*And with that, Link grabs Stark and jumps off the ship while it's in the air. As he just jumps off, he reaches into his coat, and pulls out a Grenade, tossing it into the Preadator, and then falls downward, landing hard on the Southwind.*
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*aboard the Predator*
Zaknafein: This is too much fun. I love when they do that.
*launch a fireball on the grenade which explodes near the ship*
Zaknafein: Surfacers truly are ignorant. As if Drow adamantine would be damage by simple, dont make me laugh.
*notice the Southwind*
Zaknafein: So they followed me down here? A pity that they can't get out without the proper...documents. The guards would never let them cross the gate and they would perish against the Alliance of the Dark.
Slave: My lord, what if they assault the outpost?
Zaknafein: The Alliance would stomp them flat. Nobody can stand against our mighty army! Beside, they would have cross on Illithid territory to reach the outpost...so unless they want their brain to be sucked out of their head, their only escape is tru the gate.
*5 other drow war ships arrive near The Predator*
????: This is Commander Fahlk'Zii. I come on behalf of the Matron Mother.
Zaknafein: The Matron Mother? What could she wants?
Commander Fahlk'Zii: Make your way to the Outpost and meet her at Lloth's temple.
Zaknafein: What of the intruders?
Commander Fahlk'Zii: Worry not, they are already surrounded and they don't even know it! The Alliance spotted them on your arrival and have been observing from afar. If they do anything fuzzy, the hords of the Underdark will bring them down.
Zaknafein: Remember those words, they are your ticket to remain alive...and if they do attack, I want the crew members alive...I have a score to settle.
*The Predator rush forward at great speed*
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Daegurth: Dammit! Everyone is real forward! I must rowe quicker!!! *tries to catch up with the Predator*
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Can I join
Name: Destin
Age:12
Height: 4''2"
Weight: 90
Race: Elf
Class: Scorcerer
Weapon: Wooden rod infused with air energy otherwise know as an air staff.
Worships: None
Tactics: All out
Personality: Hot headed
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Bio: He is a simple but hot tempered scorcerer that doesen't care about life..as long as it's not his.
Vessle: A simple row boat named by Destin, Renrin
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Sorry, its too far into the story for anyone to join. Sorry about that.
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*On the Southwind*
Link: *getting up* Damnb that hurt. Ahh!
Stark: What's wrong?
Link: My arm. I think I broke it.
Stark: Let me see...
*Grandy sees them* (Grandy, I will control your character just for this scene. If you want me to change it, PM me.)
Grandy: Who are you guys?
Link: Sorry for dropping in, but you were the closest ship.
Grandy: You were on that Drow ship?
Link: Long story...listen, can you get us out of here?
Grandy: I've been trying to find a way out too. The entrance I came through has been sealed off.
Link: Damn.....
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*on the Predator*
Zaknafein: What's taking so long?! The Matron is waiting you fools! Hurry up!
Slave: Yes your lordship, at your command.
Zaknafein: Now I'm stuck telling the Matron that some surfacers came in the dark.
*couple of minutes later*
Slave: My lord, we have arrived at the Outpost.
Zaknafein: It's about time! Now get out, all of you! My right hand, Commander Rasii'illa will escort you to my mansion.
Slave: ...
*Zaknafein gets off his ship and head for the Matron's Temple*
Drow Townsfolk: All hail Lord Zaknafein!
Crowd: ALL HAIL THE LORD!
Shady Character: The Matron is waiting, please come in.
*Zaknafein enters the Temple*
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*On the Southwind*
Link: Well, I think we should find a way our of here before we get swarmed by Drows. And not to forget about the race.
Stark: Yea, we're probably in last place by now.
Link: Damn Drow......what's his problem?
Grandy: Hey you too, we're getting out of here. Hang on!
*And with that, the Southwind takes off deeper into the Underdark, looking for a away out.*
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(Yes, yes, you can play as me, even because I won't play that much)
Grandy: Its getting dark here.... Lumus! *press a button*
.............(nothing happens)
Grandy: Okay, this is the 10th time it doesn't works. I need to fix the light, can you drive for me? *he takes his tools and jump outside, then climb to the lights*
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*inside Lloth's Temple*
Guard: Matron, Zaknafein has arrived.
Matron: Let him.
*guard opens the door and let Zaknafein in*
Matron: Zaknafein, report!
Zaknafein: The dragon above did some heavy damage to the surfacers but our fleet is pretty much intact. My ship got invaded by two of them but we captured them. Many surfacers follow our fleet in the dark but they are no threat, they will not escape. On our way to the outpost, we got attacked and I dispatched my two prisoners but got back on the ship when the Illithids arrived. The two prisoners escaped on another ship during the confusion.
Matron: You incompetent vermin! You dare to let surfacers come down here...and loose to add to the lot! I could have you beheaded for such failure!
Zaknafein: Matron I --
Matron: Silence! Return to your ship and bring some Driders** with you. I want those prisoners alive! You hear me? GO!
Zaknafein: Yes Matron.
*Zaknafein leaves the temple*
Zaknafein: Worthless wench...I'd get her head if I could...but for now, to the task at hand.
*Zaknafein reach and enter the Driders' lair*
Zaknafein: Come on, five of you pathetic creatures! We go on a patrol! Any rebellious acts will be worthy of death!!
*Zaknafein goes back to his ship and enter with the Driders*
Zaknafein: Start the ship, controller, we are going back. The Matron ordered us to catch the escaped prisoners so GO!
*The Predator starts and fly tru the exit of the Outpost*
**Driders are spider-esque creatures: http://members.shaw.ca/myriadstudios/drider_2.jpg