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Post by Cobalt Blade on Apr 29, 2008 17:18:05 GMT -5
OOC: I'm here, sorry for stopping up the RP, I had boater's safety last night...forgot all about it until 10 minutes before I had to leave.
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Post by magicfreak on Apr 29, 2008 18:33:02 GMT -5
OOC: For those who have not played 6, Zephiel wears a lot of armor leaving only his head uncovered, and wields Exaccus, which is a giant staff that transforms into a giant sword.
Zephiel: You can't possibly win.
Legault: Lyndis, be careful! *cuts a soldier's throat*
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Post by animefreak249 on Apr 29, 2008 18:34:39 GMT -5
Lyn: Zephiel! DIE *rushes in to attack*
Eliwood: Lyn! Don't!
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Post by magicfreak on Apr 29, 2008 18:47:25 GMT -5
Zephil: So pointless. *pulls out Exaccus, shoots an energy wave at Lyn*
Legualt: No! I can't get to him. Too many people.
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Post by Sasha Fyer on Apr 29, 2008 19:03:42 GMT -5
OOC: Erm... sorry to randomly bring this up, but what about the people who are going to help out with the Crimea invasion? Have they left yet?
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Post by Gale on Apr 29, 2008 19:17:09 GMT -5
*Falcon walks vacantly to the telportation room, fidgeting with a small gem in his hands... a severe expression on his Face*
Falcon: Desire... Despair's twin... Delirium... Dream... Morpheus...
*Falcon walks to the Teleportation room and teleports to Crimea*
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*Somewhere in another plane, a thin pale man, with a bush of dark messy hair stands in a hill overlooking a twisted castle, half-destroyed, half new.*
...: The helm, the jewel and the bag... I got them back finally... now, I can return to my task... trapped, for aeons... my realm is a void.
*Suddenly a mark on the helm the man was wearing appears and shines oddly, giving out a small whooshing sound*
...: I guess it is time after all... I wonder...
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Post by Sasha Fyer on Apr 29, 2008 19:31:36 GMT -5
*Daein*
Micaiah: ...Is everyone ready? *various forms of "yes" from Sasha's group and the chosen Dawn Brigade members* Very well... It's time you set off for Crimea. Even if all the groups don't arrive at the same time, I'm sure that leaving sooner is better than leaving later.
Sasha: Understood, Your Majesty.
Darrah: Alright! To Crimea!
Edward: TO CRIMEA!
Leonardo: ...This isn't a contest of how hotblooded you can be, Edward.
Edward: So?
Nolan: You heard Micaiah. Let's go. *Sasha's group and the Dawn Brigade leave for Crimea*
OOC: Kinda hastily-done. Sorry.
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Post by ledcampbell on Apr 29, 2008 19:35:22 GMT -5
Persephone: Excellent. Shall we leave too?
Led: Well, Grubb, wanna help out?
Grubb: Um...which ones were the Crimeans again?
Led: The ones who kept you safe while you were catatonic.
Grubb: Oh. Yeah, we should probably help out, then.
Led: Yeah.
OOC: Led and Grubb will be traveling with Sasha's group, so assume that they are with Micaiah and Sasha and co. Persephone will be with Zihark, of course.
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Post by magicfreak on Apr 29, 2008 19:41:46 GMT -5
Zihark: Yes, lets go. Me must get there quickly. Ike, are you ready to go?
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Post by Sasha Fyer on Apr 29, 2008 20:05:34 GMT -5
OOC: Micaiah's not coming along... she's staying back to handle the red tape in Daein. Because I think that makes sense for some reason. @_@
*On the way out...*
Sasha: (Hmm... Why does it feel like the Great War all over again?)
Darrah: (What do you think's up with Crimea?)
Sasha: (Who knows. It could be Grado with a change of target... it could be Falcon's troops... we won't find out till we get there.)
Eiva: Quince, where are you going?
Quince: Uh, sorry... I'm switching groups. I'm going with Edward's group instead. I'm sure they could use a healer... *he runs off*
Eiva: Well, that was abrupt.
Sasha: Let's go...
*Edward's group*
Nolan: So we'll be going along this route, making a brief stop in this place along the way, after which we'll go here...
Edward: Hey, Quince! I thought you were going with Sasha's group.
Quince: I changed my mind. I wanted to go with your group instead.
Nolan: ...Looks like I've got to start over for the newcomer. So, Quince, when we leave here, we'll go this way, stop here, then go...
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Post by animefreak249 on Apr 29, 2008 20:54:32 GMT -5
Ike: Greil Mercenaries, are you ready?
*various forms of yes*
Ike: Felix, Isaac, Jenna, are you three ready?
Felix + Isaac + Jenna: Yes.
Ike: Rain, Nephenee, you two ready?
Rain: I am.
Nephenee: I'll be okay.
Ike: Alright. We're ready on our end.
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Post by Gale on Apr 29, 2008 22:06:44 GMT -5
*In a huge pompous palace, decorated in gold and set in the planes of Desire, while she just sat there, staring at her beautiful self with a mirror, then, she smiles at her own reflection and shows it a clawed ring; scratching the mirror, her figure distorted into something else... a picture of a woman, horrible woman, grey skin with dark eyes always set in a miserable frown, no one could feel what she felt, Despair was her name and she was Desire's twin sister. From the mirror, Desire talked to her sister with a worried tone*
Desire: Sister, it's almost time! You should hurry, my love.
Despair: Sister, lovely sister... you know I wouldn't miss it, I would be there for you.
*Despair bowed apparently, since her face disappeared and reappeared again in the mirror, an with a twitch in her deformed face, she vanished, only to appear seconds later in the entrance of the Palace as the doors opened before her.*
Despair: I am here now... where are our other brothers and sisters?
*She was a gruesome sight, Her skin was grey, and clammy; her eyes are the colour of sky, on the dark, wet days that leech the world of colour and meaning; her voice is little more than a whisper, and while she has no odour, her shadow smells musky and pungent, like the skin of a snake.*
Desire: They will be soon to come... take a seat, sister, right beside me.
*Then, all of suddenly, a bell rang in the entrance, it was another guest.*
Desire: I know that... putrid, trapped waft...
Despair: Is it our brother... Dream?
Desire: I would be lead to believe so, sister...
*The doors opened, revealing Dream: In this aspect, and we perceive but aspects of the Endless, as we see the light glinting from one tiny faucet of some huge and flawlessly cut precious stone; he is rake thin, with skin the color of falling snow, and an ominous feel around him.*
Despair: Brother... you're here.
Desire: Well, maybe YOU can explain why we're here! Why are you defiling my precious realm? Why do we have to meet here?
*Dream turns to see his sister, and with his penetrating eyes, he says*
Dream: Your realm is the least tiring for everyone of us to visit... also, we've decided to reunite to discuss about the fate of the mortals... and our older sister...
Desire: Mortals! You disturb me for mere mortals! I don't bother with them, I learned long ago that they don't serve for much. Living beings are the creatures of desire. They twist and bend as I require it. If I thought otherwise, I would crack, like Delirium; or I would abandon my realm, like our lost brother.
*Dream's eyes glitter with rage as he walks towards Desire and grabs her shoulders, and tells her calmly, but with a hint of anger in his voice*
Dream: Desire, listen to me carefully. Remember this. We of the endless are the servants of the living, we are not their masters. We exist because they know, deep in their hearts, that we exist. Your twin's essence was taken by a man who plans to revive the most terrible legion to ever exist... the same for brother Destruction and brother Destiny!
*Desire, clearly confused, drops out her brother's grab and sits down, while grabbing her head and pondering about what her brother said... unable to understand fully his words*
Dream: I guess we should wait... our brothers and sister shouldn't be long now...
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Post by magicfreak on Apr 30, 2008 17:10:00 GMT -5
Zihark: Good to hear. Lets head out.
Legault: Lyn! Are you alright?
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Post by Cobalt Blade on Apr 30, 2008 17:10:24 GMT -5
Vince: *Looks at Zephiel's Exaccus* Holy...*Vince is suddenly stabbed by a soldier*Argh!*Vince panics and manages to critical the guard.*...Aahh...
Michaela: *Blasts another soldier with fire*...*pant*...Running low on...*pant*...magic power...
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Post by Sasha Fyer on Apr 30, 2008 17:16:06 GMT -5
*Begnion, Empress's Palace*
Sanaki: Hmm... Zelgius is out managing the soldiers in case Grado invades... He has somewhere to be, but where's Sephiran? It's a bit odd for him to be late...
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*Crimea*
Sasha: What the- look at all these soldiers!
Darrah: They can't possibly all be from one country!
Eiva: Well, I think we should lend a hand. Shouldn't we?
Sasha: Of course. *they come closer to the battle*
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*Elsewhere...*
Nolan: ...Hm. We're a bit behind.
Quince: ...There's soldiers up ahead!
Edward: You're right! ...Leonardo, you've got the best eyes out of all of us. Are they Crimean soldiers?
Leonardo: ...No. I've never seen them before...
Nolan: Well, that's certainly suspicious. Keep your guard up- there's bound to be more soldiers ahead...
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