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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

…Those are quite some adventures those guys had. Walking through the dark streets, she suddenly runs back to the inn, drops off the jar of oil into the corner of an empty room before running out of the inn altogether again.

At this point, she runs towards the sewer entrance that the patrol had told her about, before drawing her sword and shield, and walking by herself into the sewers. This might be gross, but it might be entertaining, also.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

(I’ll post a new ability after I think of a good one.)

Aya

After working for about an hour, Aya is surprised to find that she still isn’t that sleepy yet. She thought that meticulously working might have tired her out, but no, it did not.

Wiping off the rest of the oil, placing the sword into the sheave, and putting the lid on the jar of oil, she lifts the jar under her arm and stands up. Pulling the cloak overtop of her arm again, she leaves the inn room.

Standing outside the door, she doesn’t know what compelled her to leave the room. It is getting late, but maybe there is some stories I can find. There’s that rat infestation, so that might be something to get some good stories. Descending the stairs, she steps into the street and beings questioning people she comes across about the rats.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG Turn 5] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Zylon

“That doesn’t look good…” Coming to the realization of what happened after looking at the aftermath. After getting through the shock he wasn’t hit, he takes this moment to raise his free fist and release numerous orbs, meant to mass heal.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Seraphic Legacy [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Originally posted by 10crystalmask01:

Shadow clones

Feather spray

Those two were actually similar to two moves that I had planned out, actually. I guess I can change the moves slightly so that they perform differently.

Originally posted by Blood_Shadow:

And sorry for the delay. I want to wait for most of the Sephirah Seed hosts to finish their profiles before starting. That includes myself as well, so I’m not only blaming other people with this.

I thought I might as well apologize for being slow. When I get an idea, I flesh it out then suddenly toss it out.

I did add over 1 000 words to my biography, along with reworking and expanding on various other sections, but I still have a lot of work to do…

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Originally posted by ilovekirby12:

(Um ok BC’s doing like 5 actions in one, so am I able to heal and attack too?)

If the moves can be reasonably used together, it seems it is accepted.

An example would be like my Entity, Cunsune, who previously used both Tail Tornado (spinning tail to generate wind currents to draw in particles) and Wind Tackle (launching forwards with the intent to bash) together.

Of course, it’s never certain it will work out as planned, because the combination I just listed ended up hurting Cunsune because of how effective it was in doing what I wanted. (The particles struck Cunsune hard.)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Seraphic Legacy [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Originally posted by qwertyuiopazs:

Oh wait are we supposed to sign first? Umm… I didn’t post, don’t scroll up.
SIGN

There is no need at the moment. It is just a formality that says you are interested but just a bit busy.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Seraphic Legacy [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Of course I sign.

Sorry, Blood_Shadow, about the lack of progress. I suddenly decided to rework my character yesterday with the announcement and I got little way through it.

Name: Cenric Agnovi

Gender: Male

Age: 29

Class: Sephirah Seed Host

Appearance: Cedric has a particularly lanky body, but, despite that, he has some good muscle definition on both the arms and legs. He prefers to pull his medium-length black hair back behind his ears and away from his forehead to show off his sharp features, and keeps his short goatee that covers his chin well-kempt. Clear, deep set hazel eyes are affixed behind black, round-framed vintage, although cosmetic, glasses. Three unembellished silver ear cuffs also adorn his right ear, placed individually at the upper ear, middle and the earlobe.

His choice in clothes can be called ‘quaint’, but it is his favorite style: a plain white dress shirt and tie alternating gray and blue tones, all worn under a black vest, along with a pair of black slacks and similar-coloured loafers. There are times he switches up the colouring or adds a coat, but typically those are for special events.

He walks with a slight slouch, and there is a very faint limp in his left leg. Movement slightly favors that leg, but it is hard to tell without actually looking for differences in his movements.

Personality: Cedric is normally lackadaisical, though this trait can be shown to be in sharp contrast of what he is like when he is motivated to do something. During these incidents, it is not uncommon to see him act hotheaded and stubborn to get his way if he finds it necessary. He habitually does not trust people, but belies this by acting friendly and sociable because he likes that it tends to be more effective than being honest.

He is a pragmatic agnostic, believing that gods could exist, but if they do they are primarily unconcerned about the humans; this leads to him concluding that he should not be concerned with them either, or even try pleasing them, as they probably don’t have plans for an afterlife.

Skills:

- Dissimulation: He is able to hide various things a fair degree better than most others would be able to. This includes feelings, pain and intentions.

- Barehanded Fighting: He knows how to land a few good hits with his fists when needed, and do so without injuring himself in the process.

- Swimming: One of his favorite activities, he frequently challenges himself to swim underwater for lengths, along with swimming against currents if possible.

- Endurance: What he lacks in pure strength he makes up by being able to do strenuous activities without tiring easily.

Biography: Having been abandoned by his mother when he was a child, it left Cenric and his older brother, who only born a few years earlier with the name Zachery, alone with their often-occupied father. The father was often too busy running a business that somehow kept managing to barely break even month after month, leaving the family with little money after paying for necessities, and he was too stubborn to be bought out by the competitors who were dominating the majority of sales. During the time their father worked, Zack would be tasked with watching Cenric, often taking him to a nearby river to swim to keep him occupied, which Cenric enjoyed while Zack sat on the riverbank.

As years passed, their father would consistantly come back exhausted from working. Zack silently witnessed this for quite a while before he began to show initiative and offered to help the father in the business. Outright denying the proposal at first, the father said that Zack was too young to be burdened, but after a few days of persuasion, the father decided to finally agree.

It wasn’t too long before Zack was found to be a natural genius, working hard on the days his father did take him in, and earning the fathers respect. Soon Zack completely forget about taking care of Cenric, who was trusted to take care of himself. Cenric, who was jealous of the attention that Zack was getting, soon felt harsh resentment.

A fistfight broke out one night when the boys were in their mid-teens, where Cenric and Zack fought over who they thought was the better sibling. This fight lasted only a few minutes before the father came in and forcibly pulled them from one another, telling them that he did not want to see them fighting again.

This open-ended threat stopped the fights for some a while, but the boys soon found a different place to fight; by the river they were used to playing at. The fights soon ended up becoming frequent, as each boy found out how to push the others buttons enough to goad them into a fight. Both would silently walk down towards the river, neither saying a word to break the tense air between them, and when they reached there was still no words to be said. It was unsaid that they would keep the hits in spots covered by clothing, though, so as to hide the fact from the father that they were going against his wishes. Words would only be spoken when one boy submitted, but neither boy submitted easily, and Zack was often the victor for the first part. Both boys put up façades when they were home, with them acting friendly towards one another and trying to hide the fact the bruises hurt. The father, who was usually tired upon returning from a long day, did not notice anything was off.

Cenric, who was angered about constantly losing, started using the free time he had to swim while Zack was working with the father, hoping to become stronger and be able to best Zack. he found that Zack was submitting more often. Glad about these turn of events, it lead to one final battle with Zack.

Brawling by the river as dusk started to slowly embrace the surrounding area, Cenric found that he was doing well at wearing down Zack, who was starting to show signs of being winded. With a firm hit to the chest, Cenric managed to knock Zack to the ground. Zack, taking the moment to get a firm grasp on a nearby rock, suddenly launched forward and brought the rock down onto Cenric’s left knee. This hit caused the younger brother to collapse onto the ground, and Zack took that opportunity to take yet another lunge. Zack ended up poised over Cenric, the rock held menacingly above Cenric’s face. As quickly as it happened, Zack calmly tossed the rock to the side, got to his feet and walked as if in a daze towards their home.

Trying desperately to get up after Zack left, Cenric grimmly realized that he would not be walking home. With the choice to either crawl or lie still, he chose the latter. It was easier, and didn’t run as much of a risk of causing further injury. After adjusting to lie down as comfortably as he could on the stones beneath him, nightly slowly approached and he realized the flaws of lying here; he was not prepared to be cold and he was in a location that the river would flow over during the night. Trying to move, he found it difficult. Making it only a few feet before stopping, he found himself hoping that someone would find him. After an unknown time, he began crawling again before stopping after a few more feet. At this stop, his father came barreling down the slope towards him with a hastily put together case. As he kneeled nearby and worked at bracing the knee by supporting the thigh and calf, he vented in frustration, seemingly trying to whisper curses under his breath which instead came out in full bellows of anger. Tuning out the talk and going to his own world, Cenric disconnected with the world around him.

Soon resting at home, he learned that Zack told the father that they were fighting and Cenric had been really injured, and the father ran off to help Cenric. During this period, Zack seemed to have grabbed everything that was his that was of value and ran away, presumably because of either the possible oncoming wrath of the father or his own guilt. Neither Cenric nor his father had ever seen Zack since, and if the father had any intention to see Zack, he never showed it..

As years passed by, Cenric slowly and bitterly recovered from his injury, resumed swimming and frequently practiced punches by himself. The father’s health started ailing, though, leaving Cenric gradually in more and more control of the company, even though Cenric didn’t want think about the fact that Zack would be doing this if Zack decided to stay. When the father was hospitalized, Cenric was already in full control of the company. Managing to do an adequate job keeping the business afloat, he felt no ambition to continue doing this work after his father’s inevitable passing and kept that to himself.

After a few months, the father had eventually died, which was followed by Cenric allowing the business to finally be bought out for a generous amount only a few months later. With nothing left to burden him, Cenric decided to spend the money to move to a different city without as much bad memories.

(To be continued, but this is a good ending point at the moment.)

Powers:

- Sephirah Seed: Binah (Understanding) – Shadow/Black

- Angelic Raiment:

- Soul Armament: Tenebrae

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Gevock generally seems to make his presence know when locking threads or when we are having serious discussions. He seems to actively views this thread.

Zshadow doesn’t seem to make himself known in this forum if he does actively view this forum. I don’t know if he does some of the locking of the threads, or if it’s primarily Gevock, but Zshadow moderates a lot of other forums in the meantime.

Marh… I don’t know. =/

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

He has. It’s pretty obvious when he does, though.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

Yes. She is naïve and doesn’t understand that human relationships are similar to elven ones.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

Lost deep in thought, she silently walks the streets as the descending sun slowly completed it’s journey of the day. That human… he was male. He know a lot of guys… Is human relationships based around that? Somehow her thoughts turned to relationships, and she just thought about them. I never thought about it before, but all the human adventurers before used to describe journeying with men, so it is a good chance that they are like that, too. But there was that other elf… it would be weird for an elf to be that way… but I think I heard rumours of elven males who like other guys. Is it what that elf was like? It seems like a negative relationship, but I still don’t know much about human relationships…

The thought trailed off as she reached the inn, she went inside, up the stairs and into the same room that she woke up in before, and was not surprised to see nobody there. Sitting on the bare mattress, she places the jar of oil on the ground and gently twists off the lid. Bringing out her sword, she takes an edge of her cloak and silently begins dipping the corner inside the jar and spreading the oil on the blade. Not the best way, but at the moment it is easier.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Catherine

“I don’t know what you are planning, but the golems are around us, not grouped up like ducks waiting to be shots.” Releasing a large sigh, she can’t help but shake her head. “But if you insist, I guess Cunsune and Maternex could-” Suddenly a feeling of pain coursed through her, striking deep and forcing her to her knees while locking her voice in her throat. After the ordeal, she slowly picks herself up.

the fox just died.

“What?!” She finds herself saying it out loud. Forcing herself to maintain telepathy, she doesn’t want to seem like she was insane. Just… keep going. We’ll worry about that later.

Bringing her eyes up towards the man, she tried her best to continue. “Sorry. One died, and it is the one I know about. The other only has bombs.”


Maternex

do not tell her you are alive just yet.

Why…? The response was uncharacteristicly sluggish and feeble.

it may help.

Reaching into each of her sleeves, she pulls out one spherical bomb in each of her hands; the one in the left was black while the one in the right was gray.

Why… use those… drab bombs? Apparently he took no time to scour the young womans thoughts.

they are the only ones that are useful at the moment.

Swinging both underhand towards the the stunned golem, she lets the gray one go at a lower trajectory before releasing the black one.

Why not… think of new ones?

i could do some research… there are useful files here I can use.

Bah… Be creative.

that could get us killed.

[A Smoke Bomb and Powder Bomb towards the downed golem.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Originally posted by 10crystalmask01:

#1. You should know what you are getting into, along with how mafias and the players tend to be very strict when it comes to the rules.

#2. I know you said that I should have told you, and you edited it out. Editing/deleting for no purpose is what got you in trouble in the first place. It’s obvious you do it frequently, and if you continue, you will soon find not many people like it when you do that.

Originally posted by abraaz:

Thank you.
As an outsider this whole issue has been hilarious.

No problem. =P

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Originally posted by abraaz:

So err, what caused this all? Links or explanations would be appreciated.

Some controversy regarding mafias.

This is why I tend to stay out of them… Too much melodrama. =/

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The List(current round: Shades of gray)

Abhors

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

Nervous about all she saw, she comes to her senses when Dathen asked her if she was coming with him. “Umm.. I am sorry.” Pulling the jar of oil out from under her cloak, fumbling it around shortly before holding it in plain view in front of her. “I got this and I have to do something with it, so I can’t. Sorry. I guess maybe tomorrow, but I am to busy right now.” Taking a step back, and she puts down her heel before doing a full turn and hurriedly walking away.

After going a good distance, she realizes she should probably go back to the inn again. Still holding the jar infront of her, she places it under her arm again before looking around. When she realizes that she does not know the surroundings, she continues walking down the street until she knows where she is, and walks a slightly twisting path towards the inn, hoping to avoid the group again until she can sort out her thoughts.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Originally posted by 10crystalmask01:

Must be new blood.

One of the newest.

Originally posted by spikeabc:

Is anyone else getting sick and tired of the amount of spam that has been put in the FGF lately?

It’s just how this is from time to time. Just flag and move on, as there is nothing much we can do besides that.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

“Ummm…” Confused on how the conversation turned to her, she takes another step back. “I… don’t really know what either of you are talking about, but I’ve heard tales of humans being both good and evil, so I can’t really comment. I haven’t known that many humans besides the adventurers that I saw from time to time, and they seem to do certain deeds like vandalism for the greater good, so it is really hard to say if they are a bad species or not, and I don’t want to say they are a bad species without getting to know them.” Taking a deep breath in, she continues. “So I am not going to take sides at the moment, as if I choose one it will make the other upset, and I am not going to lie to make that person feel better. So… you guys can sort of deal with this by yourself, because it seems you have some unresolved issues, but you both seemed civil when I was talking to you, so I believe in the both of you.”

[Aya was planned to be a motormouth when she is upset and confronted.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

About to respond that the grate sounded better than the fighting at the moment, the elf from before suddenly came up and intervened. Are they rivals or something? The elf seems to know about Dathen… As she grips the bottle tighter, not knowing if I should do something or not to prevent them from getting rowdy, as it seemed like an entirely possible path if they were rivals and with that greeting, she quietly takes a few steps back and observes the two. Best to observe for the time. No need to make unnecessary trouble.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

The man from before had approached her. Holding the bottle tight under her arm, she tries to reason out. This bottle was costly, and going around with it might result in it unfortunately becoming broken. Looking up at the sky, it was also getting darker. Then again, this could make for a good tale. Let’s see what he needs. Hopefully the adventure is short, though…

“What would you need me to do?” She asks in a serious voice.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The List(current round: Shades of gray)

Originally posted by LakeSnow:

Didnt ArmorGames make that?

This site says he did.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The List(current round: Shades of gray)

Epic Combo

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

Glad to be making some progress, she thanks the citizens for the information before walking in the directions of Robert’s house. She concludes he might know some people who sell items himself, but soon decides that she had enough walking for today. The fact she is knows where she can get oil is a good accomplishment for a day’s work, and she could always find a lamp later.

Soon arriving at Robert’s door, she knocks on it. After a few seconds, the door opens a smidge, allowing one eye to peer out. “Who is it?” The raspy voice that came from the bleak darkness was surprising.

Uncertain if she got the right house, she decides to explain the situation. “I am here for some oil, please.”

The door then closed. Uncertain what to do, she waits to see if he will come back. Soon, the door opened all the way, showing off a stout man, covered from neck to toe in heavy clothing. “Sorry ‘bout that. Never can be to safe, espec’ally in a bus’nsss like this one.”

“It’s okay.” Or atleast she hopes it is.

He gestures inside, seemingly wanting her to come in, and she hesitates before stepping inside. It was dark for the most part, and the only sources of light were windows situated high up in the building, which managed to feebly work at that.

“Yeah, got to be careful. One open flame and ‘boom!’” The exclamation was made as he thrust out his arms. Standing still for a moment, he awkwardly rubs his hands against a dirty-looking apron he was wearing. “That’s one haz’rd about this job. So, w’eres you lamp? Or would you just like a bottle of it?”

Neurvously wringing her hands under her cloak, she responds. “I would like a bottle, as I don’t have a lamp at the moment.”

He raised his eyebrows before shrugging, and walking towards one table. “It will be 20C, then.” As he reached it, he grabs a large jar filled with a dark, translucent liquid before returning. “I got fairly big bottles, mind you, so you don’t need to worry about runnin’ out. And it may be none o’ my bus’ness, but can ya tell me what you are using it for if not for lighting?”

Fumbling out the 20C, she passes it to him before taking the jar. “I am trying to get a lamp, but at the moment I might as well use it for taking care of my sword and such.”

“Fair ’nough.” Placing the coins in his front apron pocket, he shuffles over to the table again before beginning some work. “I sometimes sell them here, but I don’t have any at the moment. If you check in, I might have ‘em, or I might not. The price usu’lly varies dependin’ on the model, so I can’t give you any hard prices right now, but stop on by often and don’t be a stranger now. I don’t get to talk to you elves that often, so it’s enjoyable when you do stop in.”

Nodding, she thanks him before leaving with the jar help under one hand. As she closed the door behind her, she blinks her eyes to adjust to the bright light. It was nice out, but she soon finds herself soon heading back towards the inn.


Aya buys 20C bottle of oil.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Catherine

Shaking her head, she tries her best to respond coldly to the man. “Thank you, but we have to be serious. Our Entities are fighting and we should support them.”

Hearing an explosion, she quickly turns to see the golem that Cunsune was aiming at had taken a severe hit. Looking around the creature to see if Cunsune managed to cause the explosion, she couldn’t see him. This struck her, and she turned to Maternex. “Where’s Cunsune?”

he is fighting the other one.

Glancing towards the second golem, she sees that Cunsune was indeed fighting it, before bouncing himself off.

Okay… Don’t give him explosives, okay? I feared he blew himself up.

the explosives may be essential at times.

Then you have make sure he doesn’t blow himself up.

i'll do what i can.

Not wanting to bother trying to get a firm answer, she decides she is just going to watch Entities fight and hope that will dissuade the man.

Maternex

Seeing the bomb go off, and the golem soon reform, she decides it would not be that useful to use the same tactic again against the same enemy.

switch and do the same.

Okay.

Seeing the fox hop off the paralysed golem and turn his body towards the now reformed golem, she pulls out another round, black explosive and tosses it towards the former.

[Shock Tackle Golem #1 this time, and Powder Bomb Golem #2]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 7: Arachnophobia, Turn 1

Aya

Having been aimlessly walking for the last while, she decides to ask more locals for information. The first one she asked had no information, but maybe some other citizens will know about people who sell such items, even if they are not working in a conventional store.