Cool. Planning any updates for the Luxord story?
THE ONLY EMPEROR lS THE EMPEROR OF ICE CREAM.
A piece that I could strech into some of my works. The critics might try to shoot it down, but I can always shoot them down with my internet...
Just looking for someone to talk to. You?
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Set two facedowns in spell/trap: Activate Double Summon: Summon two Solar Flare Dragons: I afterwards end my turn, inflicting the damage designated by Solar Dragon.
Yes, thank you for accepting.
I'll duel you, if possible.
The Old Man Smiled.
Okay, thanks. Would you mind looking at a plot for me? Not a roleplay plot, just gI'm writting. It's a project I've had forming in my mind for...
Never mind, missunderstood. Should I bump the roleplay first with a reply?
So, do you have any ideas yet or do you still want one of mine? I have one, might not be the best though.
Do something that would have to gain attention, perhaps. If no one wishes to aknowledge it, I'll help if I can. Is there any role/path you want...
It was great of you to join at all.
Thanks, will do. Chapter might be short, next one will be longer. Chapter 2: Still the Gods Bleed The pair had traveled for a week upon an empty highway they had soon encountered. It seemed to go through an empty desert, nearby the lights of a town shined. Marcus soon observed the farther he went with the wanderer, the farther time seemed to spiral. Everything was one big walk. Silently, he wondered if the Wanderer even knew he was still there. It was night now, and the Wonderer began to speak for the first time in what could of been days or the entire week. Did it even matter? Not anymore. In the distance, a raven flew. Nevermore, heh. He still had some humor. Laying their packs down, Marcus observed the Wanderer and awaited the words. "Do you know why I walk?" Marcus gave the same answer as always, a simple "No." and usually this would be where it all fell silent once more. Not tonight, though. Later he would think he should of savored those last few moments of silence. Later was not now though, and the story must go on. "The stars always shine, and the gods always bleed. They have bleed since the end. A long time ago... Yes, or should I say a long time from now? Anyway, I was bathed in that blood. The stars, they are the cells of the gods' blood. I wish to... unite them, in a way. I think that is it." Marcus listened silently, not daring to look at the other. Instead he looked at the smoke from their campfire, as it spiraled upwards. Seeming to be called out by his "friend's" tale the stars shined brightly through it. Images seemed to come out of the smoke and reveal the past and future to those who would merge with the flames. In a way, he was already burning, and already falling. He already had the mental cracks to become someone like the one next to him, all he needed was the proper push. The world was his stage. Continuing, the Wanderer said, "That key you carry, it will help me reach the final mile. Once I have walked every inch, the voices will stop. I know they will. Though, can nothing feel pain and can pain feel nothing? I am hungry, so hungry. Soon we will feed...," Wanderer did not look at him, but instead seemed to be talking to himself. "Split personality disorder... or more?" Marcus was afraid he'd end up like that, taking strangers to deserts and telling them they are hungry Wanderer turned to the flames as if they were a mirror. Muttering words best forgotten and with a bow of the head, the flames died out. With a sigh, Marcus picked up his bag only to look at the key on his stomach and almost scream. Had it been... glowing? More of the old man's tricks, possibly. Was the abomination in front of him even a man, though? Was he guilty by association, then? He had been a condemned man before, though. His whole existence was a joke, best dropped for a raving man on the highway he met in a bar, hardly sober. What had happened to that bar, anyway? Was he already becoming loopy? It no longer mattered. He was saying that a great deal lately. Is that what the traveler would say about him? He felt like by the end of this journey, some part of him would be dead if not all. Already his care had died. Silently, they marched onward to the city. It no longer shined with lights, and instead seemed abandoned. Why? Why did their travels go through oblivion if their cause was to unite something? Were they meant to tie together all the ruins in a pretty covering? Who was he kidding, of course they did. The gods bleed and the stars shined, and the Wanderer and his companion bathed in it. They walked onward.
Anyway I could help you get involved like you asked?
OOC: I'm not really good at recaps, so ask questions if you need to fill in a blank. Basically some people started off, the Void King then sent soldiers into the dimmensions. One of them carried a mirror to communicate with him after it's eventual defeat, claiming it to be the person's key to their fate. Once defeated, that person, Skylight, was taken to the Void King to be as he claimed a herald. Afetr explaining his logic, Raven showed up after causing destruction and the Void King summoned some creatures to circle them all. Thinking of calling them "Surgeons". Sorrow is at the Spiral of Stars, observing a ritual. That's some of the current stuff. The beasts began to go seperate ways, sniffing the air. The Void King muttered a silent command, and the creatures began to kneel down to their fallen. A tongue that seemed to be similar to a needle came out of each one's mouth, and pierced the skin of their comrades. After a short minute, they came up. A black liquid that might of been blood dripped from their mouths, and one of the creatures that had been on the floor let out a scream and died. This also seemed to serve as a command, and made the creatures begin to chase after Raven.
Any series/movies you could reccomend that I could look up to pass the time?
The Void King saw her looking at them, and laughed. "Don't worry, there not for you. They are for him. You have nothing to fear from the bringers of peace."
"Why do you ask questions? Know your place," while the Void King said this a group of creatures with sword-like arms appeared. They had no eyes, and there mouths looked like the mouth of a leach. They evolved the more they killed. They formed a circle around the Void King, Skylight, and Raven.
