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  1. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    (Sorrrrrrrry! I'm back) As Midnight would slowly move foward along the wall, the sleeve of his sweatshirt picking up the pollen of the fungus that was lighting it. As he would then drop to the floor, his strength becoming almost completely sapped as he began to succumb to sleep.
  2. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As the trio walked through the tunnels they would begin to feel the effects of fatigue. Which was odd considering they had only been walking for about fifteen minutes. As midnight had began to drag his feet he would look around, Noticing a slight glow on teh walls. "Ever'ne... Teh mushrooms...
  3. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As Midnight would remove his hands from his ears, Chuckling gently as he watched Cryptica smash the spider's head in. As he would then turn around and start walking down the passage again, Calling back to the pair as he walked. "Come on, We need to get moving before the smell of the spider's...
  4. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As midnight would walk foward down the tunnel, some of the paint dripping onto his pants. As he would then slowly come to a stop and the edge of his Ahna would begin to glow, Him then quickly turning around and slicing open a rather large spider that had been over Evoli's head. As he would then...
  5. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As midnight would sigh and look at the little girl, Then walking past her and deeper into the tunnel. The paint slowly dripping behind him making a trail. "No you aren't too late. But we need to pick up the pace. So come on you two." As midnight moved deeper into the tunnel he would suddenly...
  6. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As midnight started to walk into the labyrinth he would hear some kind of singing come from inside it. As he would look down the tunnel he would see a small girl step out of the shadows, This girl apparently being the source of the singing. As he would begin to walk down towards her she would...
  7. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As Midnight would bend his arm so that the bottom point of his Ahna was near the tlop of the paint can, As he would then flip it over and poke a semi-small hole in the bottom of the can, Watching as luminescent green paint would slowly begin to drain out. As he would then turn around towards...
  8. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As Midnight would reach the bottom of the stairs and look behind him, Seeing only Cryptica behind him he would sigh and turn back around. In front of him was a cavern with four different paths, As he would then turn to his left and look at the wall. As he would put his hand on a small indent in...
  9. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As Midnight would raise his hand into the center of the map, then pulling down on it, it collapsing in and then falling outward into four seperate maps, as he would take two of them and hand them to zora, then hand one of his remaining two to flora. "I would give that second one to someone...
  10. Jester

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    As midnight would look towards the strange man in with the british accent he would say "Other than killing hundreds of members and leaving us with this horrible tea?" As midnight would then crack his back and turn his gaze away from the man. Looking up at the ceiling and then back at the crowd...
  11. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    As midnight listened to the barrage of questions concerning tea he felt the sudden urge to facepalm. As his hand hit his forehead he would say "Its british tea. Don't blame me. And yes you three may group together. " As midnight would pull out of his sweatshirt a pad of paper and a pen, Writing...
  12. Jester

    Open Tales of TCoD

    It was falling to pieces... The forum they had spent the better part of their life on... Both admins and the mods that had once been the guardians of it were gone... It was not their fault... It was his... Now they had two choices... Let it die... Or fight back... As Midnight stood on a podium...
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