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Oh darn đ , thanks for letting me know! I’ll try to track it down and re-post it
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Here it is!
@everyone
(When youâre intending to write an RP but totally forget⌠twiceâŚ)
Sorry yâall đ
And pre apology for my tendency to write long RPsâŚ
NAZYRA
Something was scratching at her cheek. Nazyra batted it away, unwilling to let go of sleep. The action proved futile however, when whatever it was came back to slap her in the face. She reared back, eyes snapping open. Glancing around, it took a moment for her sluggish mind to fully process her setting.
Is⌠is this a tree?! What in the Now?
There was green everywhere. Nazyra eyed the surrounding foliage with confusion, as well as distaste. She didnât think sheâd ever seen so much of the color. There had to be a way down somehow. Frowning, Nazyra shifted, ignoring the bite of bark against her skin. The tree was abnormally thick, not the thin hovering trees she was used to. And below her⌠was that ground? Actual ground?
âNo. No, no, no.â It had been ages since sheâd seen the planetâs floor. She leaned back, pressing a hand on a branch behind her. It broke. Nazyra fell back with a cry, hitting the ground soon after. A groan left her lips. Youâd think living on one of the floating Spires would better prepare me for heights, she thought. While getting up took effort, she eventually managed.
Gingerly picking off the vines and leaves clinging to her, she then checked for bruises. Her Essence flared slightly, the purple glow emanating from her chest growing even brighter as she grew more stressed. The white dress she wore was soon torn as it snagged on who knew what. She had read about jungles like this before, but had never been in one. Glad I havenât wasted time with a visit before now.
Nazyra seemed to be getting absolutely nowhere when she heard it. A roar. The kind you only heard from very large animals. Her breathing hitched, and she immediately pooled her Essence, trying to form a weapon. Sword, dagger, a spear even. But when she looked down, the streams formed a shield in her hand instead. Nazyra cursed at the rounded plate, a faint purplish color with light leaking from it. Her Intent had been too defensive.
Well, its better than nothing, she told herself as another thunderous roar shook the earth. Then she heard something else to accompany the sound. Voices, yelling a distance away. Getting lost in the forest and potentially eaten? Or meeting strangers? It took only a moment of mental debate for her to decide which was the better option. Nazyra headed off towards the echos of people.
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Oh, good đđ
I do too actually, but I know it’s a lot to read for some people
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@everyone-here
Anyone want to tell me where we’re at?
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
Fennin has the stone, and theyâre getting ready to fight the jungle dragon. I think itâs still got Kateâs Arclash holding it to the ground, but thatâs about to dissolve. Nahim just handed Fennin a âterror bombâ, which apparently is some sort of deadly explosive that wonât kill the person holding it. @princesachronicle added a character, but she hasnât reached the other characters yet.
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đ Appreciator of Books@jonas ok then! I’ll wait till they start fighting the dragon before I come up with something.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
To rp or not rp, that is the question, that is the key. Even rhymes still đ
"You need French Toast."
Kari is currently with Carrie and Silas and I don’t know what else to do until something else happens.
"Real love is for your good, not for your comfort." -Justin Whitmel Earley
Nahim
He probably should have stopped to at least take a deep breath to clear his head. Why he had given a terror bomb to someone who knew nothing about them. He looked over at Nora, she was farther away from Fennin than Nahim. Good, if it goes off by accident, it’ll hit me first. I need to keep it that way.Â
Nahim unholstered his gungedal, turning to the dragon held by Kate’s rope. He fired three shots into it’s head, but he couldn’t see in the darkness if they had penetrated or not. All he knew was the tail of the dragon swung around towards him. Nahim moved to the side, slashing at the tail with his crystal sword as it went by.
I’m stopping there. This is a very lame rp, I apologize.
"You need French Toast."
Kate
The dragon screeched as Nahim shot at it and twisted violently. The Arclash, which had been fading, broke. It exploded in a blast of energy. Kate was thrown backwards, landing with a thud on the, fortunately fairly soft, ground. The dragon was sent reeling by the explosion but recovered quickly and wheeled around back towards Fennin and the stone. Ellis ran forward to meet it. He looked her way and nodded.
Understanding, Kate sent a spell his way as he leapt.
Ellis
A solid barrier condensed under Ellisâ feet and he pushed off? Jumping again in midair. He leapt over the dragonâs attempt to catch him in its jaws. He slashed it across the face, leaving a black gash across its scales.
Ellus stabbed Conviction into the dragonâs bulk as it flew past, and was pulled with, clinging to the swordâs hilt.
The dragon twisted in pain as the green energy surging around the sword burned in its wound. It veered from its course as it writhed, trying to fling him off.
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đ Appreciator of BooksKari
Kari continued carefully detaching the spiderwebs from Silas and Carrie as Carrie used her robotic arms to repeatedly slam Jeptune (that’s the correct name, right?) against the ground.
“There, I think that’s the last of the webs,” Kari said, flinging another sticky strand to the ground.
“Thanks,” Silas replied.
“I think she’s unconscious now,” Carrie announced. Jeptune was limp in the metal arms.
“So do we leave her here and see if we can help some of the others?” Kari asked.
It’s short, but that’s what I’ve got right now.
"Real love is for your good, not for your comfort." -Justin Whitmel Earley
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