OMG...that's kinda cool. I must rep you.
"Luna...You don't have to be here any longer at my side..for all it's worth i'm no longer a royal" Claru crouched next to the water, his neat long hair tipping on the waters surface. He looked sideways, next to him a simple wooden staff, no good for major battles.He though. Luna kept circling around the boy silently. He looked at where his silken robes lay, followed by grabbing the staff given to him for his escape. "Claru...You must help this world. The mana...You need a better weapon" "Well...I have you on my side, but that alone isn't enough...I'd figure I could find the other mana spirits and reclaim my title, but that task is far too advanced for someone like me" He looked at the reflection in the water, a wild rabbite ready to fight. "Claru you must fight" "Yes. for now" He sighed, grabbing the small staff. His grip was strong enough to defeat such a weak enemy. The rabbite launched himself against Claru, but he dodged the blow nimbly, followed by a smack given by his staff on the creature's head. The rabbite ran away the instant it knew his opponent was stronger, leaving Claru alone with Luna. "I guess...I should do something" He looked at luna once more, but this time he leaned to grab the things he had brought with him.
Well. Friends are friends no matter the circumstances, and they way you describe them it sounds as though they are that kind of friend; perhaps they can't come and it will be a bummer, but they are still your friends and many chances will come later. I do understand why you're a bit dissapointed,but as Misty said inviting another not-so-close friend might not be a bad way to getting to know them. The main thing here is for you to feel alright. Not everytime we get to be with our friends, but as long as we actually are still friends it won't be as bad.
Claru could now hear the small whispers of the summon spirit. claru...claru He heard the voice of luna. The summon spirit was visible now, it flew around leaving some sparkles in its wake. Claru was somewhat contempt that he atleast could see the summon spirit. Yet the power was somewhat out of his control.
The day light began to shun. Claru peered over to look at a small pond of water as the small roars of the waterfall created an aetheral respite to the daily life lead as a royal; the life he once had. He concentrated on the ripples of water...as the dropplets created a myriad of sounds in their wake. He had heard a young man had left the village to head for pandora. Claru though about following in order to search for answers, but his powers were weakened he had to maintain a connection to the power of mana. concentrate. His thoughts deep into the smalls sounds of the water splashing.
Ehm? oh it was a mistake...to tell the truth I was just messing with my contacts and I deleted a lot...those who actually noticed are the ones i'm...
We're not starting today?
Can you wait...one minute before adding me in? please? EDIT: okay...you can add me, sorry for the trouble.
Wait...I'll change some things don't post mine just yet. Edit: Done. Is it acceptable that my OC is a possible heir to the throne? btw...What are these dark beings? I thought they were mavoles?
I'll join. Username: Forgotten Hymn Name: Esmeltine Claruannette Esperantez( Goes by Claru due to his royal name being long) Gender:Male Species: Human Age:16 Appearance: http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg298/Pekola/24_185110_xum24.jpg Bio: He is a royal and a very likely succesor to Taniska He is forced to leave for reasons unknown to him, and sent to a small village where the only thing to accompany him is his staff and his magic abilities. Personality: Calm and conceited. Magical Abilities/Elemental: Can I have luna? Weapon: A staff that works like a basher to inflict much damage. then again, why isn't there a mana staff? If there is give it to me. Other: Holy sword. Preview Post: His eyes set on the clear water and the sounds of the forest creating echoes. He was exiled and nowhere to be found in the royal palace. A fledging child, he thought. His mind concentrating to create magic, but it was too hard without the aid of his mana spirit. Is this acceptable or do I change it?
Yeah...the game is so expansive too...amazing for a GBA game, and I love the sprites. I think sprites aren't bad at all...those were really cute....
That sig you have is amazing....what is it about?
I didn't know you enjoyed FFTA I think it's an amazing game. After I beat the game...I wanted to have mewt so badly I re-started the game, but...
can I use? Thanks Misty. :) I love the mewt and Doned ones, mainly because FFTA is one of my favorite games which I still have. Well, the 7th is from tales of Symphonia 2 and the other 3 are From Final Fantasy tactics Advance.
Hey, how have you been? I feel bad for not talking to you in a while...and then again I haven't seen you around the forums that much...
This poems are all really good. I can't give much critique because I'm not that good, but I really enjoyed them. My favorite one was Angelic. Though there is one thing I did notice. They all look very similar, even though they talk about things differently. It is alwats nice to try new things, that's all I can say. Otherwise these are good.
You've continued with this...It's been such a long while. So...I'm guessing this is like a second season? You know how I feel about this, and I hope you keep writing it just a bit more. What suprised me most was Callum's newfound battle experience...how'd he get better at fighting? I mean he is a just your average kid....except for the chainsaw and the devilish possesions xD.
I see you're new here, so thank you. I wasn't really sure since I've never writen an epic. Just...could you please not quote it? It's somewhat long...so that's why I ask this...if you could please remove the quote? Anyways, thank you for your imput, and *reps*
Well...this is very short, but it has potential. Since you're writing from 3rd person, it's easier to be ample and describe things in style, so don't hold back on that. If you were to continue, you should try to make it somewhat longer.
The story of the mirror Spoiler It occurs that one time a young lord once had a mirror. The image reflected to him clear and bright. He was amazed and contempt with this mirror. Every day, every night. He held the image to his heart Each time something different to arise He was obsessed and in love with this mirror. No one truly understood his reasons for loving the mirror But no one saw through the clear sight The truth was his love was on this mirror. On the nights of pale moonlight she would come to play And just like that by the morning’s dawn Her reflection would return to the mirror. Everyone thought him crazy, everyone thought him whack “Thy young lord is lost something in his head†they would say But they didn’t know how much he loved this mirror. He would dance with her, until the shadows would grow But what he did not know , what he did not see The shadows that hid on the innocent glint of her eye One night, when the color of the moon became vermillion She danced with the young lord, the shadows seeping from her very soul He could not see, he was entranced, a fallen victim to love’s game He held her tight, morning was to arise, he could not bear to see her go anymore She knew that now was the time to strike, and with the gentle look in her eyes She was sure she had him hypnotized. “My beloved, please don’t ever leave my side†he cried. His heart could not sustain the pain of seeing her leave For every time she came. She had him in her hands, a witch to take his life But something inside her had changed She had fallen for this man. “I’m a shadow, trickery for men’s souls to fall†She cursed She could bear to see him sad This predicament was breaking her heart. “Of the world of light then I shall depart, to share the shadows with the light of my life†He knew what must be done, and he felt it in his heart. He would sacrifice his light to be with her at once. She looked at him and with tears in her eye She declared she was free, For true love had granted her light. And by the morning dawn, they were no more No one knew what happened to the young lord And yet, everyone still tells the story of the mirror. Comment: Well...it's been a while and I wrote this...It speaks for itself. I've had writer's block so I don't know if this is any good...but I think it's an epic. Anyways comment. Please I need CnC.
