We Are Our Avatars IV (Uh, closed for real now)
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The city/town as an average Medieval fantasy setting with. However, a strange mixture of people were about. Mages, warriors, and rouges were the standard but a few here and there were men and women with rather intimidating armor like the DragonSlayers and the Guardians.
A few others had shiny shiny armor of Paladins and few others had strange leather, the signs of Riftwalkers and Cryptics. Then a few had strange buster cannons on their arms, the Technomancers and basic pirates and ninjas arguing.
But the people... A kinds of races, from elves, humans, gnomes, faeries, Moglins and even cat-people. All sharing the same area as if they didn't really care for each others physical features.
"This... This is incredible..." whispered Phoenix to Jean.
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Katrina gripped her hand into a fist and lifted it to head-level shaking as the Light Element flowed into her fist.
A few others had shiny shiny armor of Paladins and few others had strange leather, the signs of Riftwalkers and Cryptics. Then a few had strange buster cannons on their arms, the Technomancers and basic pirates and ninjas arguing.
But the people... A kinds of races, from elves, humans, gnomes, faeries, Moglins and even cat-people. All sharing the same area as if they didn't really care for each others physical features.
"This... This is incredible..." whispered Phoenix to Jean.
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Katrina gripped her hand into a fist and lifted it to head-level shaking as the Light Element flowed into her fist.
OOC: @Drak Heh, too right.
"I imagine that once you've been at sea for months with nothing to eat but maggoty biscuits, salted beef and are starting to fall apart from scurvy, those coconuts would taste like manna from Heaven." Jacques chuckled in response to Scout before turning his attention back to Katrina. He too examined the wings with interest.
"I imagine that once you've been at sea for months with nothing to eat but maggoty biscuits, salted beef and are starting to fall apart from scurvy, those coconuts would taste like manna from Heaven." Jacques chuckled in response to Scout before turning his attention back to Katrina. He too examined the wings with interest.
@Drak: Because its little pet projects I do. A full-on thread plot became disaster... Sigh.
@All: People can do plot... I'm just waiting to see if anybody would actually do it...
Katrina breaks her concentration as the Dragon wings disappear. She slouches over panting. "Don't... ever... break my concentration... ever." She eventually gets back up. "Unless you are a DragonLord, then you can't sprout those wings... And no."
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The fresh smell of fish was about along with fresh cuts of meat from cows, chickens and... cowchickens.
@All: People can do plot... I'm just waiting to see if anybody would actually do it...
Katrina breaks her concentration as the Dragon wings disappear. She slouches over panting. "Don't... ever... break my concentration... ever." She eventually gets back up. "Unless you are a DragonLord, then you can't sprout those wings... And no."
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The fresh smell of fish was about along with fresh cuts of meat from cows, chickens and... cowchickens.
@Hatch: Welcome back! You got my PMs right? Terra's been kidnapped unknown to the group because of cloning, we got attack by clones as well... Oh and I set up my plot... (check the OoC Chat group.)
OoC: I'm back.
Clone Terra woke up on the tree she fell asleep in. She rubbed her eyes, then went back to watching those below.
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Real Terra had never fallen asleep to begin with. She waited for Hojo's ship to arive, eager to get away from people. Though at the same time she wondered if she really was on a flying vessel, and that it wasn't just some ploy to keep her aboard.
Clone Terra woke up on the tree she fell asleep in. She rubbed her eyes, then went back to watching those below.
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Real Terra had never fallen asleep to begin with. She waited for Hojo's ship to arive, eager to get away from people. Though at the same time she wondered if she really was on a flying vessel, and that it wasn't just some ploy to keep her aboard.
Jacques shook his head and placed a fist against his forehead as Katrina told off Zeke. It wasn't just her. Walking up to anyone, training with any weapon while they were deep in concentration was a good way to catch a blade across the throat without them noticing until it was too late. It didn't surprise him that Zeke didn't think of that though.
"Dragonlord?" He asked. "What do you mean by that?"
OOC: Hey @Hatchy! Welcome back.
"Dragonlord?" He asked. "What do you mean by that?"
OOC: Hey @Hatchy! Welcome back.
OoC: @Hatchy, ohhhh boy, lets see. We landed on a beach for some R&R (I forgot which beach) Medic gave Terra some drugs and she had a mindfuck moment, and now thinks we are all in league with the person who used her, Kefka, and she ran off. We were then attacked by clones of Henry, Kanji, Axel, Cloud, Zack, and I think one or 2 more. Demopan was then killed. Meanwhile Terra was attacked by a mirror image until she was kidnapped by some of the other clones, so we think the clone Terra (who wants nothing to do with us) is the real Terra. Jean got super angry at Medic for harming Terra and brutally smashed his skull, killing him. Oh and Bane is back, with some device on his back that makes him super strong. I think I got everything. Right?
"Yes, militia typically are, since they fight on home soil with no supply lines." Jacques said. "In the Crusades, when we had to march enormous distances to the battle, food was a little more scarce, and while I have never actually made the voyage over the Atlantic yet, they say that is the worst of all. When I say men fall apart from scurvy? I mean that literally. Your teeth fall out, your flesh turns black and gangrenous, they end up having to amputate limbs... it isn't pleasant. All because you cannot store fresh fruit and vegetables on long voyages."
OOC: I just have to head out for a few minutes.
OOC: I just have to head out for a few minutes.
Long fang stretched and wandered out of the cockpit, checking on the prinnies and ensuring that they were all happy with their positions.
Katrina turned to Jacques. "In my world, there are dragons. A select few people, humans, elves, whatever, have dragon eggs hatch for them. Those that are chosen become DragonLords, the elite force for protecting the stability of our world." Though with this cursed weapon of the Necrotic Blade... I am also a DoomKnight... What truly am I?
She turned to Zeke. "I'm not going to even bother asking what you just said. But let me answer your questions in order: No, no and... no."
OoC: Plot up in the air... No-one bothers to tackle it... Hmm... Heheheahhahaahah!!! Oh man @Rosh! If you were Thread-God of this one... heheehahahahahaha!!!!
She turned to Zeke. "I'm not going to even bother asking what you just said. But let me answer your questions in order: No, no and... no."
OoC: Plot up in the air... No-one bothers to tackle it... Hmm... Heheheahhahaahah!!! Oh man @Rosh! If you were Thread-God of this one... heheehahahahahaha!!!!
Scout looks at Jacques in shock, "Really? Damn." She says, "Well, I suppose my battle is a luxurary, then. Me and eight of the greatest killers fighting on a battle where it only takes three muinets to get from one base to another, four square meals a day, well made, well crafted Baracks, stuff like that." She said, "I don't think I could handle regular warfare." She said.