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Open Spirits return...
- Thread starter Black Yoshi
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Jester
Tales of TCoD is back. JOIN IT
((I'm using coloured text for the translation. Deal with it))
Suddenly angelo appeared out of nowhere "Sorry i took so long. I forgot to lock the teleporter since i'm coming with you all" Angelo hovers over the open book and starts reading it "Hmmm... that means... and that there..." He then floats away from the book and to the front of the group "This is a loose translation of it. When the ghosts of ones long gone return to this world from the next... The world shall fall into darkness and despair... The only hope for the living is to find the four spires of death and destroy them... and only then shall the spirits return to the underworld forever... "And there is a riddle here also... To find the first spire you must look high to the moon, Find the place where it seems like you can almost touch it and travel inside, at the very center you will find the spire of Air... if you know how to see it. But i have no clue where it's talking about..." Angelo turns to xhan "Any ideas?"
((I will edit this if you want me to yoshi. and also can i use this rp for a fanfic?))
Suddenly angelo appeared out of nowhere "Sorry i took so long. I forgot to lock the teleporter since i'm coming with you all" Angelo hovers over the open book and starts reading it "Hmmm... that means... and that there..." He then floats away from the book and to the front of the group "This is a loose translation of it. When the ghosts of ones long gone return to this world from the next... The world shall fall into darkness and despair... The only hope for the living is to find the four spires of death and destroy them... and only then shall the spirits return to the underworld forever... "And there is a riddle here also... To find the first spire you must look high to the moon, Find the place where it seems like you can almost touch it and travel inside, at the very center you will find the spire of Air... if you know how to see it. But i have no clue where it's talking about..." Angelo turns to xhan "Any ideas?"
((I will edit this if you want me to yoshi. and also can i use this rp for a fanfic?))
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Nimler
<--- read it, it's true.
Black Yoshi
look at that PUNGENT KILLSTICK.
((Technically, I can't deal with it. If you've recently looked at the first post, you'll see I added one rule. In the future, could you just make the translation Italic? Oh, and yes, I would think that a fanfic of and/or based on this RPG. It makes me feel important.))
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"Hmmmm.... Well... Maybe.... Something to do with the moon, so.... Well, space travel could be difficult... So wht's the next best thing to the moon?... A ROCK!!! We have to find one of those moon rock shops the humans have!" Xhan declared, although he was begining to feel like an idiot. That might've been the least of his problems, though. In the shadows behind him, a dark shape moved from one tree to another, with no shadow betraying it to the group. It hovered over to a rock, and watched Xhan with interest.
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"Hmmmm.... Well... Maybe.... Something to do with the moon, so.... Well, space travel could be difficult... So wht's the next best thing to the moon?... A ROCK!!! We have to find one of those moon rock shops the humans have!" Xhan declared, although he was begining to feel like an idiot. That might've been the least of his problems, though. In the shadows behind him, a dark shape moved from one tree to another, with no shadow betraying it to the group. It hovered over to a rock, and watched Xhan with interest.
Jester
Tales of TCoD is back. JOIN IT
Black Yoshi
look at that PUNGENT KILLSTICK.
((For the Fanfic: New project everyone: Use the following form:
Name:
Species:
Description:
And PM me when you're done. In the Description part, give a paragraph style descrption of your character's appearance, personality, bio, etc., and I'll forward it to Midnight. Midnight, since ou're making the fanfic, you don't have to do it. The only reason that I want people to PM me first is so that I can make sure it's deatiled enough. By the way, long is good. Well, I geuss I'm also curious at what people's detailed descriptions are... So, PM me soon, if you can! ^_^))
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Xhan 'sweatdropped' and scratched the back of his head in embaressment. "Uh, yeah, I knew that...." He considered it for a moment, and nodded, putting the book away. "So, it's off to MT. Moon, I geuss..... But for tonight, I think-" He shivered from cold. "-that we just need to get to know eachother, uh, a little better, and maybe find some wood and get a fire goi-AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!" A black shape shot out of the shadows, enveloping Xhan. He now appeared to be a walking shadow, kneeling on the ground, holding his head as if he had an intense headache. His yelling was muffled, and inaudible. Then, the blackness seemed to soak into him, as if he were a sponge. As soon as it had disappeared, and he seemed normal again, he lay panting on the ground, avoiding his eyes from the group. Suddenly, the panting stopped, and his head shot up, revealing deep, blood-red eyes. His voice became high-pitched, and sounded hollow and cold. "Hehe... hehe... Yes.... Finally... First, it was hard enough to escape from he-" His eyes screwed shut, and reopened, with their normal appearance. The panting resumed, along with groans, and inaudible murmuring. His eyes would open and close, changing as they did so. Finally, when his eyes were normal, and Xhan had control, he simply fell unconsiouss.
Name:
Species:
Description:
And PM me when you're done. In the Description part, give a paragraph style descrption of your character's appearance, personality, bio, etc., and I'll forward it to Midnight. Midnight, since ou're making the fanfic, you don't have to do it. The only reason that I want people to PM me first is so that I can make sure it's deatiled enough. By the way, long is good. Well, I geuss I'm also curious at what people's detailed descriptions are... So, PM me soon, if you can! ^_^))
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Xhan 'sweatdropped' and scratched the back of his head in embaressment. "Uh, yeah, I knew that...." He considered it for a moment, and nodded, putting the book away. "So, it's off to MT. Moon, I geuss..... But for tonight, I think-" He shivered from cold. "-that we just need to get to know eachother, uh, a little better, and maybe find some wood and get a fire goi-AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!" A black shape shot out of the shadows, enveloping Xhan. He now appeared to be a walking shadow, kneeling on the ground, holding his head as if he had an intense headache. His yelling was muffled, and inaudible. Then, the blackness seemed to soak into him, as if he were a sponge. As soon as it had disappeared, and he seemed normal again, he lay panting on the ground, avoiding his eyes from the group. Suddenly, the panting stopped, and his head shot up, revealing deep, blood-red eyes. His voice became high-pitched, and sounded hollow and cold. "Hehe... hehe... Yes.... Finally... First, it was hard enough to escape from he-" His eyes screwed shut, and reopened, with their normal appearance. The panting resumed, along with groans, and inaudible murmuring. His eyes would open and close, changing as they did so. Finally, when his eyes were normal, and Xhan had control, he simply fell unconsiouss.
Nimler
<--- read it, it's true.
Black Yoshi
look at that PUNGENT KILLSTICK.
((Okey, I was just kidding in my last post. Just PM Midnight with... whatever's needed. Thankfully, nobody DID PM me... So, yeah. Leave me, the redneck, alone.))
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Xhan's mind was black. There was nothing. Nothing but Xhan, and an ancient spirit, that is. Xhan dodged left and right, fighting back the spirit as hard as he could. If he could gain control, he could regain consiousness. For now, his body tossed and turned in a fitful sleep. The spirit had taken the shape of its former life. DANG, Marowak are good aims! A bone hit Xhan square in the face. A bruise popped up beneath his fur. Outside, his body began to seemingly randomly produce bruises. Finally, Xhan found the oprotunity to counter the Marowak. Tackling the long dead, and somewhat smelly Pokemon, Xhan's eyes snapped open, and he gasped for breath. Grunting, he sat up, biting his lip to prevent cursing himself and his bad luck. Wiping his lip, he found blood, but it couldn't be that bad. He stood up, rubbing his arm. He heard a voice in his head-the spirit's voice, in fact- telling him what he worried about. You needn't worry.... I am the only one of my kind here... The rest have either found their own bodies, or are looking for one somewhere else... Hehe.... You're stuck with me.... You know that? YOU'RE STUCK WITH ME!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! "You.... You guys can.... Stop being paranoid... Now.... There's no.... More.... We're good.... And I need..... I need a nap.... Somebody, get a fire going.... I'm freezing..." With that, Xhan fell foreward, and soon his breathing became regular, and his face became, as Xhan liked to describe it, 'serene'.
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Xhan's mind was black. There was nothing. Nothing but Xhan, and an ancient spirit, that is. Xhan dodged left and right, fighting back the spirit as hard as he could. If he could gain control, he could regain consiousness. For now, his body tossed and turned in a fitful sleep. The spirit had taken the shape of its former life. DANG, Marowak are good aims! A bone hit Xhan square in the face. A bruise popped up beneath his fur. Outside, his body began to seemingly randomly produce bruises. Finally, Xhan found the oprotunity to counter the Marowak. Tackling the long dead, and somewhat smelly Pokemon, Xhan's eyes snapped open, and he gasped for breath. Grunting, he sat up, biting his lip to prevent cursing himself and his bad luck. Wiping his lip, he found blood, but it couldn't be that bad. He stood up, rubbing his arm. He heard a voice in his head-the spirit's voice, in fact- telling him what he worried about. You needn't worry.... I am the only one of my kind here... The rest have either found their own bodies, or are looking for one somewhere else... Hehe.... You're stuck with me.... You know that? YOU'RE STUCK WITH ME!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! "You.... You guys can.... Stop being paranoid... Now.... There's no.... More.... We're good.... And I need..... I need a nap.... Somebody, get a fire going.... I'm freezing..." With that, Xhan fell foreward, and soon his breathing became regular, and his face became, as Xhan liked to describe it, 'serene'.
Jester
Tales of TCoD is back. JOIN IT
((What wall? The clones are illousion but they can keep teh ghosts out.))
Angelo looked down at xhan "The spirit is still inside him. We cannot trust him as much as we did before" Turning towards vanish angelo speaks to him "Vanish since you are safe against the ghosts can you go collect food and water? I must stay here and keep the wall up"
Angelo looked down at xhan "The spirit is still inside him. We cannot trust him as much as we did before" Turning towards vanish angelo speaks to him "Vanish since you are safe against the ghosts can you go collect food and water? I must stay here and keep the wall up"
Black Yoshi
look at that PUNGENT KILLSTICK.
Xhan's head snapped up. His eyes were, once again, red. But in his mind, Xhan knew that this spirit's control was only temporary. He just... knew it. "You fools! There ARE no more! We of the dead roam freely as we please! We seldom travel in groups as you, the living, do. You might as well just do what your friend says! Heh.... I mean, why not? I haven't felt the warmth of fire for centuries!" His eyes faded, and Xhan fell over for the third FREAKING TIME, unconsious.