God-RP

[Dragonson]

OOC: Gyro AND Fuss wants the sword, and so far Fuss has it.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Oh this is going to be a smack down.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: smack down?

STILL WAITING FOR ARROWANNA...

 

[Arowanna]

OOC
OMG, what have I missed? There are so many small posts at the moment :S

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: Methuselah appeared infront of ophelia...

 

[Arowanna]

OOC
What post and page
I've totally missed that...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Search backwards, You'll find it eventually.

IC:
Sharûk looked at the boulder. "Nice work..." he said dreamingly, and looked with awe upon the sword.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: about 4-8 back??? but thats all it said. i said it right after you posted.

 

[ShadowDemonLord]

With the bunch of towns destroyed they brought back prisoners to the main city that was the N. They brought as many people as they could up to the altar. The clutists started to make the people worship the shadows, torturing them int he ways of the shadow. Balthazar was walking through the forest when a large black portal opened up, showing the realm of the shadows. He smiled and walked on through, a few shadow soldiers walking through the portal to keep an eye on the culitsts in the mortal world.

OOC: Hey have any mortals gone to the new world to set up colonies yet?

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Well, yeah, I thought you had read up!

 

[ShadowDemonLord]

OOC: No not really lol. I'll be sure to do so.

IC: A few cultists of the shadows snuck on a boat of a colonist ship going to the new world. They hide in the lower deck and wait patiently to dock. Every day they sneak up to steal some food and eat.

 

[L2love]

OOC:Is it ok if I go see Primodrial? Since I believe I have access to a way gate like machine in Methos castle.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: arrowanna???

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC:Is it ok if I go see Primodrial? Since I believe I have access to a way gate like machine in Methos castle.

OOC: .. He'd kill you?

 

[L2love]

OOCepends on if it was a hostile act or something.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: He's the enemy of all Gods and their servants.

 

[Arowanna]

IC
*Ophelia begins to explain what she had in mind*
"So Methuselah, will you accept my pact?"
Ophelia said this as obedient as she could, as she feared she might anger the God of Time.

OOC
Sorry for the f*ing late reply, but I missed that part, and it took me until NOW to see it... Sorry...

And by the way, did you read that long post?
Else I've to describe that again

 

[SoLmaster]

The undead were now ready to fight this shadow threat, as many moved into towns that weren't destroyed to convert. Some spotted the shadows and started to attack them around the old world. As the living fell, their undeath was secured.

In a converted city.
"The plague of undeath is now moving arcoss the lands. These shadows will die and be unborn." Lich lord was happy with the conversions and waited for the destruction of the shadows.

 

[L2love]

OOC:He may be the enemy of all gods/servants but he may also listen to what my char has to say is all.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: i read it.

"hmm... fine. But my stance towards such netrality might change in the close future." He said. And then vanished. Not soon afterward, however, Yerstra Vindrae, Ophelia's sister ((Arrowanna agreed)) walked up to her. laughing. "Sister! its been AGES!" she smiled devilishly and flashed her sharp, demonic teeth.

 

[Arowanna]

IC
Ophelia smiled, inspecting her sister with great caution.
“Indeed sister, it’s been a while. May I ask what brings you here?” Ophelia asked questioning.
Ophelia was puzzled; she hated her sister’s presence as much as she appreciated it.

Edit - OOC
I'm off to bed, cya tomorrow!

 

[The World Is Flat]

She laughed again. "well sister, as you know, the primevial is back." she smiled. "And I was wondering if you were going to make the right choice. I would hate to see you icinerated into a pile of divine dust. She laughed again, both as if it was a funny idea, and as if she would hate it to happen. it was hard not to like her....

 

[dead-man-walking]

"So, did I miss something?" Gilzarra said as he landed and morphed back to his real form.

 

[ShadowDemonLord]

OOC: Wow sol you rmaking it seem like in a matter of minutes you would have killed my entire cult. And how can you turn something that doesnt even have a soul into an undead?

IC: Balkeor notices what Balthazar had done and also had noticed what the god of death was doing. Balkeor starts to rally up his men, and send them to where balthazar was. He had ordered them to take his son back with them to the mortal world and deal with the threat their cult faces.

 

[L2love]

OOC:Note Undead do not needs souls they just have to be alive and have a physical form to be turned into undead just saying that right now.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Well lower under anyway.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Raising undead, everyone has different theories. There is no sure theory about it.

Amador looked surprised at the sword.
''Damn..'' he whispered.

 

[L2love]

OOC:My theory is correct for I have obtained undead servants in my castle on top the creepy cliff above a small little nice village.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC:My theory is correct for I have obtained undead servants in my castle on top the creepy cliff above a small little nice village.

OOC: How can it be correct if it's fantasy? , anyways, let's go on with the RP.

 

[Arowanna]

IC
Ophelia rose up as Yerstra Vindrae spoke of the Primeval. She began to remember the great battles she once fought with her former master and beloved sister.
“No Yerstra, do not tempt me..!”
”Primeval is not fighting for the right course this time, this time he seeks revenge, not power!”
Slowly Ophelia began to burst in purple arcane dust, she was enraging.
“Yerstra, I wish the same for you, but don’t be a fool and join the Primeval.
He won’t bring down the new gods, he’s too weak, and I don’t want you to go down with him, sister.”

OOC
Man, I suck at "converting"
Anyway, Ophelia might join Yerstra if you're able to convince me.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"thats where you are wrong my beloved sister!" She said with care. putting her hand on ophelia's shoulder. "the primeval is growing more powerful. As we speak, dearest sister, he is gathering the remenants of the upper gods power. soon he will trancend the power of ALL the gods!" She looked at her sister desperatly. "sister! i do not wish your destruction! and that is what will come if we choose the loosing side! i cannot bear to have you choose the wrong side!"

OOC: who knows?

 

[Gyrosphinx]

Sharûk sensed the prescence of Gilzarra, and morphed out from the room to outside the forge to greet him. "Ah, my friend, you've catched up with us!" He said warmly. "Time is running short however! As we speak, Nicanor and Khuqua are practicing with the Sword if the Upper God. We must be off soon, as I fear the Primeval is already out there."

OOC: Primeval Now!

IC:
The Primeval closed his eyes again and sank through the ground, down into a large chamber with near perfect masonry. "It is here!" He said in Triumph.

 

[Fussiler1]

He looked up.
''Where is this sword made of? Surely, steel alone cannot make such a magnificant sword?''

 

[The World Is Flat]

Suddenly methuselah appeared infrot of sharuk. "sharuk! time is running out! i can feel it in my essence! i am..." he fell to his knees in agony... "somthing must be done..."

OOC: baaaaaad juju.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"What is this? What is happening..." Sharûk's body arced with red lightnings, and rage showed on his face...

OOC: Edit: Some Primeval stuff.

The Primeval sent out a wave of mental energies directed towards the Demon Lords and Demonesses. "Return to me! All of you! Your powers are needed here!"

 

[The World Is Flat]

"the primeval is growing in power... i can feel... changes... in the future..." Methuselah clenched his stomach, gritting his teeth, and stood. "if we cannot defeat him, at least let us delay him. we must act!"

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"We must warn Khuqua and Nicanor!" Sharûk shifted for a second, and appeared next to the two gods. "We must act at once, no time to lose! Come now!" He shifted back again.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Methuselah was standing by now, his mighty sickle in his hand, and a long black, hooded robe. "the primeval's pwoer grows quickly sharuk. he must be stopped befre he is able to-ARGH!" he cluched his smach again, but manage to remain standing... "We must battle him NOW."

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"But where?" He asked in despair. "We must find him!"

 

[The World Is Flat]

"i don't know..." Methuselah struggled for a moment and then gulped. "I know where he is... i can open a portal... but he will know we are coming..."

 

[Gyrosphinx]

Around the Primeval, the shadow forms of the Demon Lords appeared. Uratesh, Lord of Plague, Grinnok, Lord of slaughter, Shikrul, Lord of fear, and Arezh and Surezh, the Lords of Trickery and Murder. "Good, good, but where is My Beloved? Where is Yeastra!" The Primeval screamed the last words. He could not stay for long before the gods would arrive.

 

[Arowanna]

IC
“What are you talking about? How will Primeval harvest this energy?”
Ophelia noticed that something just happened to Yerstra.
”Are you all right sister?”

 

[Dragonson]

Khuqua nodded at Nicanor.
"It is indeed not made of steel, nor celestium.
It was made of an ore the Upper God once gave me. I don't know what it was and neither where to get it."

OOC: I hope that's okay.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: It is ok, but please respond to this post.

"We must warn Khuqua and Nicanor!" Sharûk shifted for a second, and appeared next to the two gods. "We must act at once, no time to lose! Come now!" He shifted back again.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Oh. Dinnae see.

IC: Khuqua picked up his warhammer, muttered a few words and disappeared in a white glimmer of light.
He reappeared next to Sharûk a moment later, wearing a heavy plate amor full of runes.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"Now, where is Nicanor!" Sharûk said, apparently quite stressed.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Eh..? Khuqua!?'' he asked, looking around.

 

[Dragonson]

A gate opened behind Nicanor.
above it four red letters appeared: E X I T

 

[Fussiler1]

''Eh..? What does it say?'' he asked himself, not being able to read.

He walked into the door.

 

[dead-man-walking]

"Hey Nicanor! Wait!"
Gilzarra hastily follows Nicanor to the door.