The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)
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"Oh yeah i aint got nothing to lose" Hades glared at him "ARENT YOU SUPPOSED TO BE WORKING!?!?" Sanji smiled "Im taking a break"
"Seem gay? It doesnt need to seem nothing. Orgazmo will rape you went he gets the chance. I know im supposed to control him but cmon man. Make my life .... did you hear that? I heard something. did you heard that?" Glenrath looked round manically. His joint slipped from his feathers and set his wing on fire.
"BAWKA!?!?!?!?" He screamed. He tried to conjure water to put it out but instead came a bag of doritos. Eventually he put out the flames and healed up his wing.
"Man i'm hungry. Oh nice" He exclaimed spotting the doritos on the ground. He conjured a dip and started eating fast.
"BAWKA!?!?!?!?" He screamed. He tried to conjure water to put it out but instead came a bag of doritos. Eventually he put out the flames and healed up his wing.
"Man i'm hungry. Oh nice" He exclaimed spotting the doritos on the ground. He conjured a dip and started eating fast.
Sanji looked at Orgazmo who was staring at him, Orgazmo raised his eyebrows then Sanji turned back "Um...i might have to take a rain check on the game..."
"So...we're just going to completely ignore the fact that souls are escaping into the living world, eh?" Ram asked,the vortex of souls still going strong.
"UNHOLY SHIT! What did you idiots do?!" Hades demanded, going into the chamber where the cracks were. He then grew to enormous size till he reached the roof and closed the crack with one mighty heave.
"YOU!" he screamed, pointing at Ram. "You did this! You and your damn Norse Sheep-fuckers, you're trying to ruin me!"
"ME?! Listen, just cause you boy-loving Greeks can't make a mythical planes that isn't connected to the human plane, doesn't mean you can go and blame the real gods for not stopping you idiots!"
The two beings stared down at each other, (literal) sparks begining to spark between them.
"UNHOLY SHIT! What did you idiots do?!" Hades demanded, going into the chamber where the cracks were. He then grew to enormous size till he reached the roof and closed the crack with one mighty heave.
"YOU!" he screamed, pointing at Ram. "You did this! You and your damn Norse Sheep-fuckers, you're trying to ruin me!"
"ME?! Listen, just cause you boy-loving Greeks can't make a mythical planes that isn't connected to the human plane, doesn't mean you can go and blame the real gods for not stopping you idiots!"
The two beings stared down at each other, (literal) sparks begining to spark between them.
Suddenly, in the midst of all the confusion, a creepy voice rang out from behind our heroes. "Geheheheheh...Finally, del Goref. Finally, I have found you. Finally I can repay the injury you did me." His long, delicate fingers traced a slight scar along his cheekbone.
Ragnorak froze. Slowly he turned. "Hisoka..." The name hissed from between clenched teeth.
The jester-like figure laughed merrily and bowed sardonically. "I'm glad to see you remember my name, del Goref."
"I'm not damn likely to forget the name of the man who killed my Cassandra! How is this possible! I saw you die! I felt your pulse!" Ragnorak's voice rose, echoing about the vaulted chamber as the panic mounted. Everyone in the room froze, surprised. The normally collected and calm fallen was, unthinkably, caught off guard.
Phil laid a hand on the older angel's shoulder. "Calm down, Rag..."
"Calm down?! How am I supposed to calm down?! This man killed my wife! And then, not only did I believe I was denied my vengeance by fate, but he...still...LIVES!!!!" Ragnorak was on the verge of tears. "I changed my name, I changed my life, I left my home and my FAMILY...all because of HIM!!" Tears now streamed freely from the divine's eyes. His voice was wracked with sobs as he collapsed to his knees and buried his face in his hands. "Cassandra...my love..."
Everyone in the room except Hisoka cringed as the man's tears of grief poured out, the flood unleashed by the appearance of a single man from his past. His powers, usually under his iron control, lashed out, trying to eliminate the source of such suffering. Failing to notice the jester so prominent in their owner's thoughts, they changed tactics, trying to comfort him with his memories. Before everyone, a radiant woman appeared. She spoke, her voice merry and bright. "Ryan, darling, does this dress suit me?"
A voice they all recognized as Ragnorak's could be heard as well, though it seemed to come from everywhere. "Of course, my love, though you know my general position regarding clothing." This last was delivered in a suggestive tone.
The maiden blushed and giggled. "Pervert!"
More memories flashed past. Now a forest. Now a small village. Now a road. The same village. A house. A castle. The house, the village, the forest, the road, the castle, the village, the burnt remains of the village. "Geheheheheh..." A dark figure standing in the midst of the carnage. A corpse. It is the maiden. An anguished cry. "CASAAAAANDRAAAAAAAA!!!"
The mists of times long past disappeared as Ragnorak stood, cold rage emanating from him. "You...you will die, this time by MY hand! And I will ensure you disappear from these dimensions!" Ragnorak removed his HALO, the bracelet morphing into a short spear as he drew his falchion with the other hand. "Repent and be shrived or be condemned for eternity! The twinned might of Vorpius and Dragonsbane shall fell ye, unholy!" Divine energy radiated off of him in waves, nearly overpowering those with the ability to sense it...and bothering even those usually oblivious to such things.
Ragnorak froze. Slowly he turned. "Hisoka..." The name hissed from between clenched teeth.
The jester-like figure laughed merrily and bowed sardonically. "I'm glad to see you remember my name, del Goref."
"I'm not damn likely to forget the name of the man who killed my Cassandra! How is this possible! I saw you die! I felt your pulse!" Ragnorak's voice rose, echoing about the vaulted chamber as the panic mounted. Everyone in the room froze, surprised. The normally collected and calm fallen was, unthinkably, caught off guard.
Phil laid a hand on the older angel's shoulder. "Calm down, Rag..."
"Calm down?! How am I supposed to calm down?! This man killed my wife! And then, not only did I believe I was denied my vengeance by fate, but he...still...LIVES!!!!" Ragnorak was on the verge of tears. "I changed my name, I changed my life, I left my home and my FAMILY...all because of HIM!!" Tears now streamed freely from the divine's eyes. His voice was wracked with sobs as he collapsed to his knees and buried his face in his hands. "Cassandra...my love..."
Everyone in the room except Hisoka cringed as the man's tears of grief poured out, the flood unleashed by the appearance of a single man from his past. His powers, usually under his iron control, lashed out, trying to eliminate the source of such suffering. Failing to notice the jester so prominent in their owner's thoughts, they changed tactics, trying to comfort him with his memories. Before everyone, a radiant woman appeared. She spoke, her voice merry and bright. "Ryan, darling, does this dress suit me?"
A voice they all recognized as Ragnorak's could be heard as well, though it seemed to come from everywhere. "Of course, my love, though you know my general position regarding clothing." This last was delivered in a suggestive tone.
The maiden blushed and giggled. "Pervert!"
More memories flashed past. Now a forest. Now a small village. Now a road. The same village. A house. A castle. The house, the village, the forest, the road, the castle, the village, the burnt remains of the village. "Geheheheheh..." A dark figure standing in the midst of the carnage. A corpse. It is the maiden. An anguished cry. "CASAAAAANDRAAAAAAAA!!!"
The mists of times long past disappeared as Ragnorak stood, cold rage emanating from him. "You...you will die, this time by MY hand! And I will ensure you disappear from these dimensions!" Ragnorak removed his HALO, the bracelet morphing into a short spear as he drew his falchion with the other hand. "Repent and be shrived or be condemned for eternity! The twinned might of Vorpius and Dragonsbane shall fell ye, unholy!" Divine energy radiated off of him in waves, nearly overpowering those with the ability to sense it...and bothering even those usually oblivious to such things.
"Hmph. Look how stupid you're now," the raccoon smugly said to Hades. He looked at the ones who fell on Hades, and his eyes stopped on the man with the two lightsabers.
"Could he be?" the raccoon asked, staring at them.
"Could he be?" the raccoon asked, staring at them.
So, it's an open RP, right? I'm trying to fit myself in here, somewhere.
Actually, I'm done. In general, however, waiting for an RP'r to remove their placehold is considered polite...and avoids plot-fuckery. That's why Ram, Xandus and I all use them fairly often: we tend to write fairly large posts that require a fairly long time to write, and we want the situation to remain the same until we're finished.Zepren said:
"This place is perfect!" Screamed Glenrath "BATTLE STATIONS!"
As he said this he stood up and raised both wings.
"MadDawg, your not the only one who can summon an army" He smirked. A lightning bolt came from nowhere and hit the ground infront of Glenrath. There was silence... until...
"Glenrath your useless, you WOOOOOOOOOOW" Said orgazmo interrupting himself as the ground shook violently. It began to break apart around Glenrath. Through the cracks rose thousands of rosters in full battle armor. Each well armed and ready for battle.
One more elaboratedly armored then the rest stepped infront of Glenrath and bowed.
"The 4th infantry of the Army of The Order Of The Hen is at your disposal my lord" Said the soldier to Glenrath."What are your orders?"
As he said this he stood up and raised both wings.
"MadDawg, your not the only one who can summon an army" He smirked. A lightning bolt came from nowhere and hit the ground infront of Glenrath. There was silence... until...
"Glenrath your useless, you WOOOOOOOOOOW" Said orgazmo interrupting himself as the ground shook violently. It began to break apart around Glenrath. Through the cracks rose thousands of rosters in full battle armor. Each well armed and ready for battle.
One more elaboratedly armored then the rest stepped infront of Glenrath and bowed.
"The 4th infantry of the Army of The Order Of The Hen is at your disposal my lord" Said the soldier to Glenrath."What are your orders?"