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no it kind of says everythingI'm asking for something more specific. Saying "the moon" doesn't mean a whole lot.
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no it kind of says everythingI'm asking for something more specific. Saying "the moon" doesn't mean a whole lot.
You sure? Because I for one think there's something I'm not getting. And I'd like to know what you're hiding.no it kind of says everything
193 bob-ombs
*sigh* Yeah, I did.
When I was SG, I had it all, A10; I ruled over an empire with an iron fist and set up all kinds of horrible operations, such as selling dead people as hamburger meat, in such a discrete way that I was NEVER caught.
But all that pressure tore me apart. It made me lose my mind.
Now, I'm free. Free to do whatever I want!
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That pun was just a bit too cheesy for my taste.Well, waiting for Katt's ritual to begin is starting to make me tired.
But before I leave, I need to say something; don't trust the dragon.
That twist wouldn't be gouda, imo
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well then what are you not getting at?You sure? Because I for one think there's something I'm not getting. And I'd like to know what you're hiding.
. . . katt killed hundreds, arguably thousands of thingsAll right then.
LoneKonWolf
Did Katt kill me when I was a human because she wanted a younger brother? For the record, I matched the description of both appearance and age.
oh hiya konnieI just read everything i missed. . .
And i have no clue what any of it means
What the hell happened?
. . . katt killed hundreds, arguably thousands of things
Your going to need to be specific
I will put my trust in your ability to count. Do not fail me.198
I was careful as I could be re-counting.
Unikorn wanting to become a werewolf, Dark having a container of Luma's blood, a few other things that I can't remember. Yep, it's really confusing. I'm finding it hard to follow what exactly is going on at the moment.I just read everything i missed. . .
And i have no clue what any of it means
What the hell happened?
. . . katt killed hundreds, arguably thousands of things
Your going to need to be specific
Why you're being awfully vague about it. I mean, I'm not asking for times and dates, I just want to know the origins of wolfens a bit more than just "the moon".well then what are you not getting at?
196 bob-ombs
Uni wants to be a wolfen/werewolf, stuff happened, the usual.I just read everything i missed. . .
And i have no clue what any of it means
What the hell happened?
Katt retold an event where she tried to make "siblings" out of twins. Surprise surprise I could have been one of them, which is why I ended up a Substitute. And I wanted to know if it happened.. . . katt killed hundreds, arguably thousands of things
Your going to need to be specific
And I wasn't here then. Anyway, I'll also try to keep watch on counts. :204
I hope not.
Honestly though it's probably going to fall off track again anyway, considering how fast it's been going...
Am I the only one who REALLY doesn't want to have to read this entire post?Sif had been warning me this whole time. Only now that the stone ceiling was thin was I able to actually hear his brazen voice in my head. These Wolfen were fierce, each outfitted with metal extensions to each fang and nail. They wore a type of chainmail that I had never seen before, the scales formfitting and denying me any weakpoint to exploit. Not unlike fish scales, these were. Behind this show of force stood the warlock himself, warding his army. Magic, I thought, was a no no. Any blasting to be had might cavein...SIF, I roared, the roof!
Very well, but don't say I didn't warn you before this whole thing began!
Bjartiss throbbed with power, humming as it thirsted for the tempest of evil before us. Blood would be spilt, though I regretted the deaths of as far I knew, the last Wolfen.
"DELOI JIERDA!"
Even as I spoke, the earth above us ruptured. Bjartiss maintained the spell, otherwise I would have been dead if I powered it. The heavens opened, and water poured down from the river above. What lead this charge, however, was the silver streak I know and love as Sif Svellskular. Water and fire mixed, and our two forces battled. Wolfen are terrifying beings, and I was hard pressed to stay clear of flashing claws and gnashing teeth. It wasn't the plan to deal with them, I came for the Orc. Leaping into the air, I caught Sif's tail and he launched me straight towards the sorcerer maintaining his force. Dancing upon a stone spire, my blade met his summoned defenses. Sif kept the Wolfen forces clear of the duel, using both water above and fire within to keep them at bay. With each stroke of my blade, its power returned. Pouring my strength into every blow Bjartiss transformed...
The guard widening, blade strengthening, it became that which it once was. We weakened the summoner's defenses and within the minute they would give way under a Seasteel's edge. Finally, the Orc spoke.
"Don't you realize what you're doing? I would bring about the revival of a species, BETTER than they ever were before!"
Time heals wounds. That which you most covet is exactly what this world is not yet ready for!
I added, "If you were truly committing a service, then the common folk shouldn't have had to suffer for your designs."
"How very poetic, but you're only so self righteous because you think that you've already won. Wrong! It's YOU that have yet to realize the elephant in the room. Or should I say, Wolfen?"
My heart skipped. The realization came too late as each of the thirty Wolfen dropped to the ground, lifeless. Their lifeforce traveled back to the source of their existence, as Sif and I saw what this Orc truly was. He muttered something... and his newfound energy began to pool behind us. One Wolfen, had a spell aimed directly at me, his lifeless head slumped backwards. "No!"
"Risa un Causta!" my shield lifted off of Sif's saddle, shooting towards me just as the energy fired from the Wolfen's cold paws. CHING!!! The shield festered against the power of the summoner, beginning to melt as my only barrier from certain death. Once again I reached into the depths, drawing from Sif the energy needed to keep the shield alive. As I did, my mind began to form the words needed to put an end to this disturbance once and for all.
"Festa un stiltr"
Releasing the shield, I rolled to the side and threw my consciousness against the Orc's. Quailing before the severity of the attack, the falter was enough for me to lower my guards. The orb slid by me, and I in turn threw it with all my might back to its sender. Once again distracted by the unruliness of his own spell, he dissipated it moments before it hit him, only to have my sword pierce his heart.
The battle was fierce, my only regret being that we were unable to find many of the Orc's secrets. What we did find, however, was the record of his experiments regarding the resurrection of the Wolfen race. From what source that he got your blood, I do not know, but it is now enchanted. That blood is living, Luma, it's mutating and changing and humming with possibilities. Take it, do what you will with it. As for it's location at the time of theft, I had just gotten home to find my roommate holding a yard sale. I set the flask on the counter, thinking the location innocent enough while I got some long awaited food. My apologies for the theft, though Sif would say it was your own fault for letting it get harvested in the first place. (I'm not Sif, so don't shoot the messenger)
Phew! That was a long story. I hope you are somewhat satisfied as to my reasoning. If not, then please take some satisfaction that your hallowed blood is safe once again!
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Oh simpleYou know, after a while I'm curious...
Where the heck did Wolfens come from?
So, wolfen are a warlike tribe that know magic? Interesting...Sif had been warning me this whole time. Only now that the stone ceiling was thin was I able to actually hear his brazen voice in my head. These Wolfen were fierce, each outfitted with metal extensions to each fang and nail. They wore a type of chainmail that I had never seen before, the scales formfitting and denying me any weakpoint to exploit. Not unlike fish scales, these were. Behind this show of force stood the warlock himself, warding his army. Magic, I thought, was a no no. Any blasting to be had might cavein...SIF, I roared, the roof!
Very well, but don't say I didn't warn you before this whole thing began!
Bjartiss throbbed with power, humming as it thirsted for the tempest of evil before us. Blood would be spilt, though I regretted the deaths of as far I knew, the last Wolfen.
"DELOI JIERDA!"
Even as I spoke, the earth above us ruptured. Bjartiss maintained the spell, otherwise I would have been dead if I powered it. The heavens opened, and water poured down from the river above. What lead this charge, however, was the silver streak I know and love as Sif Svellskular. Water and fire mixed, and our two forces battled. Wolfen are terrifying beings, and I was hard pressed to stay clear of flashing claws and gnashing teeth. It wasn't the plan to deal with them, I came for the Orc. Leaping into the air, I caught Sif's tail and he launched me straight towards the sorcerer maintaining his force. Dancing upon a stone spire, my blade met his summoned defenses. Sif kept the Wolfen forces clear of the duel, using both water above and fire within to keep them at bay. With each stroke of my blade, its power returned. Pouring my strength into every blow Bjartiss transformed...
The guard widening, blade strengthening, it became that which it once was. We weakened the summoner's defenses and within the minute they would give way under a Seasteel's edge. Finally, the Orc spoke.
"Don't you realize what you're doing? I would bring about the revival of a species, BETTER than they ever were before!"
Time heals wounds. That which you most covet is exactly what this world is not yet ready for!
I added, "If you were truly committing a service, then the common folk shouldn't have had to suffer for your designs."
"How very poetic, but you're only so self righteous because you think that you've already won. Wrong! It's YOU that have yet to realize the elephant in the room. Or should I say, Wolfen?"
My heart skipped. The realization came too late as each of the thirty Wolfen dropped to the ground, lifeless. Their lifeforce traveled back to the source of their existence, as Sif and I saw what this Orc truly was. He muttered something... and his newfound energy began to pool behind us. One Wolfen, had a spell aimed directly at me, his lifeless head slumped backwards. "No!"
"Risa un Causta!" my shield lifted off of Sif's saddle, shooting towards me just as the energy fired from the Wolfen's cold paws. CHING!!! The shield festered against the power of the summoner, beginning to melt as my only barrier from certain death. Once again I reached into the depths, drawing from Sif the energy needed to keep the shield alive. As I did, my mind began to form the words needed to put an end to this disturbance once and for all.
"Festa un stiltr"
Releasing the shield, I rolled to the side and threw my consciousness against the Orc's. Quailing before the severity of the attack, the falter was enough for me to lower my guards. The orb slid by me, and I in turn threw it with all my might back to its sender. Once again distracted by the unruliness of his own spell, he dissipated it moments before it hit him, only to have my sword pierce his heart.
The battle was fierce, my only regret being that we were unable to find many of the Orc's secrets. What we did find, however, was the record of his experiments regarding the resurrection of the Wolfen race. From what source that he got your blood, I do not know, but it is now enchanted. That blood is living, Luma, it's mutating and changing and humming with possibilities. Take it, do what you will with it. As for it's location at the time of theft, I had just gotten home to find my roommate holding a yard sale. I set the flask on the counter, thinking the location innocent enough while I got some long awaited food. My apologies for the theft, though Sif would say it was your own fault for letting it get harvested in the first place. (I'm not Sif, so don't shoot the messenger)
Phew! That was a long story. I hope you are somewhat satisfied as to my reasoning. If not, then please take some satisfaction that your hallowed blood is safe once again!
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That may be the case. Maybe not...A10 has one last message for you:
"Free? You're doing the exact same things but without any moral repercussions for them! Under the excuse of being free to do whatever you want, you are still wreaking havoc and instilling terror in everyone's hearts. Nothing has changed except for the fact that you are now lying to yourself to justify your evil actions."
All right then. But like I said before:Oh simple
Back from the old folklore stories from ancient times it was said that the goddess of the moon came down to a tribe of humans to give them blessings of the moon, since wolves were descended from the moon to be believed at the time this inherent the tribe of humans to become one of the moon by accepting the gift of wolves, effectively giving them the name "wolfen"
Though thats just folklore, in truth were just a hybrid of wolves and humans from an ancient common ancestor that split ways
Did this happen? Because if so then I have several questions.Katt retold an event where she tried to make "siblings" out of twins. Surprise surprise I could have been one of them, which is why I ended up a Substitute. And I wanted to know if it happened.
Oh not quite yet...That may be the case. Maybe not...
But it doesn't matter, I've been scheming A LOT while A10 got all the attention.
His showboating gave me the element of surprise and every step has had some very good results.
Also, the only one who can stop me wants me to become a werewolf. To be part of her pack. To be her kin.
She also happens to be THE biggest threat to A10 plans.
Checkmate
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Oh those guys?Why you're being awfully vague about it. I mean, I'm not asking for times and dates, I just want to know the origins of wolfens a bit more than just "the moon".
Uni wants to be a wolfen/werewolf, stuff happened, the usual.
Katt retold an event where she tried to make "siblings" out of twins. Surprise surprise I could have been one of them, which is why I ended up a Substitute. And I wanted to know if it happened.
And me. You have me. And I have chocolate chip cookies.214
Oh not quite yet...
See, A10's got me on his side. And the entire phantom army.
And, it so happens, I know a guy, who knows a guy, who knows a guy, who knows a guy, who knows a guy, who knows this guy's cousin....
...well, you'll find out eventually.
Yeah, and guess which lucky dolt was one of those?Oh those guys?
Ya she was quite desperate, and i did push her a bit hard, but i never thought she would try a transmutation
Those poor kids are probably still scared today
How could I forget?216
And me. You have me. And I have chocolate chip cookies.
Why?oh hiya konnie
listen we need to turn uni into a werewolf...
Well we are quite savage, though magic is a rarity (though not impossible) Though try not to call us all that, heck me and katt are quite civilized (well at least me)So, wolfen are a warlike tribe that know magic? Interesting...
*scribbles notes*
You da real mvp of this thread.
No, they were summoned by the Orc. Apparitions like those are real in and of themselves, but only for the moments that they are summoned. What this warlock ingeniously did was summon the Wolfen, only to harvest their blood, sealing it from the resulting dissipation later. With this, he was able to summon them permanently, without receiving a decrease in strength. If he had been allowed, there would have been millions of Wolfen marauding the land.So, wolfen are a warlike tribe that know magic? Interesting...
*scribbles notes*
What do you mean?Yeah, and guess which lucky dolt was one of those?
I don't know why, but i want to hire you as a fan fiction writer just for the purpose of seeing what you come up withNo, they were summoned by the Orc. Apparitions like those are real in and of themselves, but only for the moments that they are summoned. What this warlock ingeniously did was summon the Wolfen, only to harvest their blood, sealing it from the resulting dissipation later. With this, he was able to summon them permanently, without receiving a decrease in strength. If he had been allowed, there would have been millions of Wolfen marauding the land.
Still, his experiments MIGHT be able to summon Wolfen that actually existed before. This opens up the window for the revival of the species.
Well, I'm gonna go to bed.
I hope you all enjoy a nice night's sleep!
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Just doing mah duty.221
You da real mvp of this thread.
Because I don't know if I've ever said this, but I wasn't always a plushie toy. I was a human, who "coincidentally disappeared" around this same point. Even the characteristics sound familiar.What do you mean?
Those poor sods are probably still stuck in their house scared, i don't see how they connect to you