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witchesreign2011-07-21 08:32 pm
tortileghostwriter) wrote in witchesreign2011-07-21 08:32 pm
second leaf [bbs/open action for training center]
[First, a private message...]
strider
begin running
[And then public.]
for better or for worse it seems ive been roped into this ridiculous date auction
while ill deal with the cause of the problem i suppose that while my presence as part of the proceedings is bothersome to say the least it cant hurt to entertain it
the banquet doesnt start until i enter the mead hall after all
on a much lighter note garden allow me to share a particular track with you all
it comes from the album that changed the face of drum and bass forever
ladies and gentlemen prepare
to hold
your
color
- tortileGhostwriter
[And then an audio embed, courtesy of a file transfer from the Hubtop...]
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[After all of this, David can be found in the Training Center. As opposed to his standard saber, or the weapon with a remarkable resemblance to a lightsaber, he's holding something...different. A scimitar with a black blade, crackling with energy, looking less like it was there and more like a scar on the world, like dead pixels and is it shifting? A group of monsters is across from him. He holds the junctioning device in his offhand, looking at it for a moment. The name "YGGDRASIL" still stands out on the interface. Better to be sure...
He junctions her.]
Little solace comes...
[Summoning.]
To those who grieve...
[Darkness descends. The temperature in the room drops to precisely freezing.]
When thoughts keep drifting...
[The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room turn black. Featureless.]
As walls keep shifting...
[Vast endless corridors open up on the walls.]
And this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves...
[A spiral staircase forms behind him, leading down somewhere. Who knows where. A noise like a low growl becomes audible throughout the room.]
moments before the wind.
Yggdrasil.
[A sound comes, like the shifting of great tree limbs, like a great rustling of paper. A great hulking thing, vaguely human and female in shape but clearly monstrous, a face like a mask, bearing a smile like empty windows. A vast cloak of paper, long arms, with hands that were less hands now and more tentacle-like claws. A soft, definitely female voice, came almost like a whisper.]
David dear, don't be afraid...
[He dismissed her. Quickly. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he couldn't deal with her actually being present. The room swiftly returned to normal appearance and temperature, the light and heat returning. Now, to deal with the monsters.
Simple enough.]
[OOC note: Though it's a YouTube embed OOCly, for IC purposes, it's audio.]
strider
begin running
[And then public.]
for better or for worse it seems ive been roped into this ridiculous date auction
while ill deal with the cause of the problem i suppose that while my presence as part of the proceedings is bothersome to say the least it cant hurt to entertain it
the banquet doesnt start until i enter the mead hall after all
on a much lighter note garden allow me to share a particular track with you all
it comes from the album that changed the face of drum and bass forever
ladies and gentlemen prepare
to hold
your
color
- tortileGhostwriter
[And then an audio embed, courtesy of a file transfer from the Hubtop...]
****
[After all of this, David can be found in the Training Center. As opposed to his standard saber, or the weapon with a remarkable resemblance to a lightsaber, he's holding something...different. A scimitar with a black blade, crackling with energy, looking less like it was there and more like a scar on the world, like dead pixels and is it shifting? A group of monsters is across from him. He holds the junctioning device in his offhand, looking at it for a moment. The name "YGGDRASIL" still stands out on the interface. Better to be sure...
He junctions her.]
Little solace comes...
[Summoning.]
To those who grieve...
[Darkness descends. The temperature in the room drops to precisely freezing.]
When thoughts keep drifting...
[The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room turn black. Featureless.]
As walls keep shifting...
[Vast endless corridors open up on the walls.]
And this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves...
[A spiral staircase forms behind him, leading down somewhere. Who knows where. A noise like a low growl becomes audible throughout the room.]
moments before the wind.
Yggdrasil.
[A sound comes, like the shifting of great tree limbs, like a great rustling of paper. A great hulking thing, vaguely human and female in shape but clearly monstrous, a face like a mask, bearing a smile like empty windows. A vast cloak of paper, long arms, with hands that were less hands now and more tentacle-like claws. A soft, definitely female voice, came almost like a whisper.]
David dear, don't be afraid...
[He dismissed her. Quickly. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he couldn't deal with her actually being present. The room swiftly returned to normal appearance and temperature, the light and heat returning. Now, to deal with the monsters.
Simple enough.]
[OOC note: Though it's a YouTube embed OOCly, for IC purposes, it's audio.]
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doof
David's knocked forward onto his stomach, the saber clattering on the ground next to him.]
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Son.
I am disappoint.
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Don't call me that.
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Here's the deal. If you let me, I'll get you faster, I'll get you stronger, and you'll last longer than three seconds in a fight against me. And one day, just like red Dave, you're gonna beat me.
But you gotta get over your arrogant bullshittery and let me help. Got it?
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Fine.
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First task, do twenty windsprints. Then tonight, midnight, catch me on the roof.
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