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 Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 5:46 pm
((OCC: Haha. I GodMod RPed a while ago as a mega robot. xD Of course, it was not an actual RP... it was a noob one for fun.)
RP Experience : 4 years... Ages 9-13. xD (Really, I RPed when I was 9 and sucked at it)
Character Name : Overlord Veron
Appearance : Tall and thin, Overlord Veron, also known as just Veron, stands tall and is very cocky. He is self absorbed and conceited, and it shows in the way he hold himself and looks at others. His black top hat covers a ghostly white head, but does not mask his pale face or icy eyes. A clean black trench coat, black slacks, and long, tight black gloves cover his body and a pair of black combat boots cover his feet.
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A loud laugh echoed around and filled the ears of all who could hear. Veron cackled as he stepped out of a shadow.
"The land, the world and all dimensions belong to me, dear." Veron said mockingly to Armelle. "Did you not get the memo?"
Again, he cackled an echoing laugh. With a few hand gestures, mountains arose from the soil and trees grew taller as vines snakes around them. The group of powerful 'gods' was surrounded by landforms, although they only were a small, pitiful barrier.
"Let's dance"
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 9:24 pm
Xan scoffs derisively at Veron's entrance, the changes in geography disappearing as quickly as they had taken place. "You're just as wrong as the girl," he said quietly, turning to face Veron, his pure white eyes shimmering in the light. "Oh," he adds, a small smirk creeping upon his lips, "and I only dance with people I like..."
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 10:33 pm
"Who are you?" Armelle asked as she turned her gaze from Xanatos to the new stranger. The appearance of the new stranger only worsened her disposition; she was already frustrated and worried with Xanatos's entrance. This new stranger definitely didn't improve her mood - messing up the scenery she so enjoyed.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 7:05 am
"I see you are not in for a fight," Veron said with a sigh and he rolled his eyes like a child.
"I am Overlord Veron, and what do you beings call yourselves?" he replied, his grin fading to see that nobody had reacted violently to his appearance.
"It seems as though you believe there is a being of some sort who put us all on what we call Earth," Veron said, trying not showing too great of interest, "We all put ourselves here. Most of the time without even knowing why."
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 3:05 pm
Xanatos yawns, stretching his arms and spreading his wings out. Well, I guess he really wasn't interested in a fight, the Vampyre thought to himself, either that or he's dense. He drops his arms and folds his wings back, choosing to ignore Veron's theory and murmuring quietly, "My name is something you may learn over time...but I don't feel like giving it out right now..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 9:10 am
Perplexed by the sudden change in terrain, Thaliat found herself tumbling ungracefully down a mountainside.
Thaliat mumbled a few words and flattened the land in front of her to a small meadow to stop her fall. Sitting up a bit dazed, she spoke, momentarily forgetting the others.
"What the hell...I did not do that...stupid mountains made me trip." Though she could not do much about the plants, Thaliat closed her eyes and raised her hands, facing the offending mountain. "Terra planus!"
The mountain sank back in to the earth with a loud rumble.
With a smug look Thaliat nodded her approval and turned her attention back to the others.
"So much for a stealthy approach!"
She continued walking towards the others, interest piqued.
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Profitable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 7:42 pm
Armelle could say little to this Veron. She sighed and decided to at least introduce herself as she contemplated on the words that she said. I don't agree... She thought. How can I choose to be here?
"My name... is Armelle Larbreigh... Priestess of the church nearby."
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 10:51 am
Xanatos opens his mouth, about to reply to Armelle, when the rumbling of the planet's crust interrupts him. Assuming Veron was once again tampering, he turns his head towards the man and begins to glare. After a moment, however, he realizes the terrain is morphing not in front, but behind him. Turning slowly, he sees a woman lowering her hands and turning towards the improptu trio. Eyes shimmering against the light, he folds his arms across his chest and waits for the new female to finish walking towards them, wings folded comfortably over his shoulders and covered by his cloak...
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Profitable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:18 pm
Thaliat notes the cloaked man watching her as she finished her brief trek towards the group. So I see I have been spotted.
"Pesky things, those mountains. You just never know where they'll pop up next!" Thaliat claps a bit of dust from her hands, giving the man a polite nod. With a serene smile, Thaliat casually scans the small group. "So, what is going on here? Not often I encounter people standing in a field of erratically changing terrain."
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:25 am
"I wish I knew..." Armelle replied to the new stranger. It seems... there are many visitors these days... and of all places to visit this church in the middle of nowhere... She thought and sighed.
Still... At least the peace was kept... for now. She planned on keeping the peace for as long as she can - although the powers and abilities of these individuals made her own abilities pale in comparison to theirs. But should they choose to strike, should they become hostile, should they try to destroy this field and this church and this world... would she be able to defend this place.
"I hope so..." She muttered out loud - unaware that she thought out loud. At least... I'll die trying to defend it...
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Profitable Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 11:32 pm
Thaliat casts the girl a puzzled look. She thought she was listening, but clearly the girl must have said something that Thaliat had missed.
"You hope so? About what, miss? I'm afraid I missed something."
Thaliat thought silently for a moment while waiting for the girl to respond. And why is it that she doesn't know why she's here?
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:39 am
"Hm? Oh... it's nothing..." The priestess replied as she looked at Thaliat with a half-smile - a smidgeon of fakeness and forced-action was on her face. "There have been so many things going on... My own mind is swirling with questions..."
She turned to Xanatos and pointed her staff - not menacingly as she did before, but out of a simple reason to show Thaliat who she referred to. "A demon... masquerading as an angel of the being I worship..." She turned to Veron. "A person who can seem to control the laws of the world...." Armelle glanced at Thaliat once more. "And you... this meeting can't be coincidence..."
She sighed and began to pace around - partly to try to gain mind-peace. "I suppose... I hope that you all won't destroy this world... a world I was charged to protect... and as long as that happens I will not retaliate..."
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Profitable Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 4:08 am
"Well, I can assure you I have no plans to destroy this place. World destruction isn't really my thing."
Thaliat did not mention that she was not sure where she was in this world, she had a brief lapse in her memory as to that detail. She could recall most of her past up until a week ago. After that she drew a blank. All she knew was she woke up in a haystack at the edge of a farmer's field. Since then she'd been wandering about this country trying to figure out where she was. Still, she was not worried, Thaliat had been wandering for years now for she rather liked mercenary work, it took her to new places quite often.
Thaliat looked at the group and grinned.
"So, if this meeting is not accidental, now what?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 4:46 am
Xanatos had listened to the ladies' conversation siltently, and upon the earth mover's inquiry, he shrugs his shoulders lightly and yawns loudly to indicate his lack of interest in the entire subject. "Well I'm not sure about you or this fool over here," he replies, jerking his head back to show he was referring to Veron, "but I was just trying to enlighten little Armelle here..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 1:27 pm
(( I think now that we have some players, I think some form of action is necessary to break this chit-chat... X3 ))
Armelle... A mysterious ringing seemed to echo in Armelle's mind. It called her name, almost hauntingly yet mysteriously peaceful and calming. Yet something about the ringing, no, a call, sent shivers down her spine - a strange fear and uneasiness coursing through her.
Armelle... Ego Sum Sanctus Infinitio Tribuo... the ringing continued in her mind - droning her normal senses of thought. Her body writhed slightly as she knelt to the ground. The body neither writhed or knelt due to a physical pain, but rather because of the droning's bombardment of her mind.
"U... uhhhn... W... what's happening..." She muttered - her eyes closed tightly. The drone became louder and louder and she could recognize a familiar drone. It sounded of angels and felt of the sweetest ambrosia yet the sound and its feel seemed laced with the most potent poisons.
Ego Sum Sanctus Infinitio Tribuno... Shinaroth! The drone began to say one final time before Armelle's body became eerily still.
(( Translation (Highlight to see): I am Shinaroth, the bringer of eternity... ))
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