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The CaW Tower; Joy, no?
Topic Started: May 6 2008, 07:11 PM (425 Views)
Ramzam	May 6 2008, 07:11 PM Post #1
Everybody's Favorite DDR Posts: 832 Group: Moderators Member #4 Joined: December 16, 2006	Ramzam Made an RP!!! LEGASP!!!!1!!!110)010))!)1p1o12j2idjqsK:D!!!1 :o Plot Yay, CaW Tower! There’s your plot! Joking, ju-just joking…(sort of.) Welcome to the CaW Tower—CaW’s best rooms. This is the residual place of the Mods, the almighty Admin, and the few other members who can be found active here. Engage in activities such as cartoon humor, smashing stuff, and laughing at Ramzam and Anthezar as they argue, make cyber-love, and argue some more! The pamphlet sure makes this place seem awesome, but unfortunately, CaW is in the shadow of a great many cyber villains. And who else could possibly help defend Teh Internetz from the evils of spam, flaming, trolling, and much, much more 1337 behavior? Well…you, I guess. To LOL…or not to LOL? If you choose to LOL, then may the pwn be with you. If not, then GTFO… Rules 1. Follow all CaW rules. 2. You are to bow down and obey, Nya, Anthezar, and I. 3. You can get friendly, but nothing to the point of doing it in any way. A cute little French kiss or piggy-back ride, maybe, but not something that escalates into oral intercourse. 4. I’ll let you swear (much to Anthezar’s displeasure) to some degree, but if it starts to get out of hand, I shalt let slip the dogs of war! 5. Rawr!!!2133121534!!!!213!@3!123!@#@#!@!!! 6. I’ve pretty much covered everything. (Try to) enjoy your stay. TEH SIGNUPZ!!! Code: `[b]Name:[/b] (You’re likely to be called by your username, though you can still give another name here.) [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Personality:[/b] [b]Pictures/Appearance:[/b] [b]Other:[/b] [b]BIO:[/b] (Basically, a summary of your character. No matter how long it is, it should cover the basics.)` My signup Name: Ramzam (Simon P. Hills) Age: 14 Gender: Male Personality: Ramzam has the outward appearance of a wild child, but—although random at times—is quite a gentleman. He may get physical about things at times, but this isn’t usually often. His previously short temper has been lengthened to the point of decent patience, but he usually doesn’t have any for the thick-skulled. In reality, he’s quite shy and has arachnophobia. Of course, if it meant life or death, he wouldn’t mind going after a giant spider, but he’d usually rather not. When his friends or just a citizen of Forum City is in trouble, you bet he’ll be on the scene to help in whatever ways he can. He seems to have a way of charming the opposite gender as well. Pictures/Appearance: Yikes… Ramzam has a—without a doubt—Typhlosion-esque appearance. He doesn’t generally have that muzzle and pair of handcuffs—he was just being a bad boy that day. Those green markings on his back don’t burst into flames or anything. That translucent, blue thing is one of his wings, of which he can summon upon will through the use of instinctive magic—the same for his magic claws…as if his real ones weren’t enough. Other: Stands at about 7’ 5”, is both a biped and a quadruped, is capable of, “breathing,” a highly flammable substance that ignites upon contact with oxygen. He’s completely invulnerable to fire and anything produced by it, allowing him to safely store this potent weapon. He weighs a whopping 1,076 pounds—and about four tenths of that is excess body fat…which is like 431 pounds… Huggable! BIO: This big and furry bloke may look like a high-level monster, but that's actually Ramzam! The tamest guy here! Ramzam is the self-proclaimed lead moderator of CaW. He’s the one who’ll put your writing through the grind house and crack down on your RP, unfortunately. He was born and raised in the Boston area and was the only one responsible for his temper, which didn’t cause him to fare too well around others—he lacked a sense of humor. However, it only took him a year to relax a bit—and now he’s headed into the ninth grade as a lax teenager filled to the brim with adult humor. His talents are broad and there’s little he isn’t capable of. And while he may be a class clown in ways, he can be more than serious if he wants to be—after all, if you’re around two feet taller than the average adult human being, who’d want to screw with you? It’s a rule that the significant other stays on top, primarily because of his weight… Ramzam is what’s known as an Avican—a creature that’s covered in soft, fire-proof fur and is related to the western dragon in certain aspects. Being an omnivore with a very powerful digestive system, he won’t even leave behind the bones of his prey. Bottom line is, if it tastes alright, he’ll eat it if he feels like it. Fortunately for most, humans taste horrible, so most are safe…okay, maybe not Nya or a few others, but most. Beside his lungs, an organ that stores a highly flammable substance called rasphorous, is fully controlled by his own will. Because the flames take a millisecond to ignite upon contact with oxygen and remain solids as they burn, Ramz can essentially spit fire over a distance of around fifteen feet. Because rasphorous is so potent, it doesn’t extinguish until it burns away, often meaning the dazzling white flames will burn through most things—especially organic matter. Because Avicans have outrageous amounts of ginoli constantly building up within their bodies, they often release this magical energy by flexing their translucent wings, which are composed entirely of magic. This is also the fuel that creates the rasphorous within their bodies, meaning they often times have to breathe a certain amount of fire every week, else they risk damage to their bodies by allowing the compound to travel throughout their body. Because of his size and strength, he’s often the one who does the heavy lifting—the bruising—whatever someone else really can’t do without the aid of magic. Despite what would be expected he’s quite warm-hearted and is great with children. Whenever someone’s feeling down, he’s always there to give them a great, big…and soft, hug. Aw…
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Enialis	Jun 3 2008, 03:30 PM Post #2
Vampire is what I am Posts: 296 Group: Members Member #40 Joined: March 16, 2007	Also, Simon, question: Why aren't I one of the main beings? I mean seriously, I'm still active, but not really as much. So why aren't I? I mean, I am still here, am I not? LOL. :ninja: Name: Enialis (Cody D. M. Manley) Age: 16 Gender: Male Personality: Kind, caring. Loveable. Pictures/Appearance: Other: His clothes are actually black and he has a transform ability. His transformation is actually based on Vampires and his fangs are still currently small, although bigger then what you would think. Just never ask him to show you his teeth. His hair is black and rather straight, although he has the back up in a type of halo thing. He also has a headgear that is totally white, a contrast to the black, but the hair is visible from it, due to the hair protruding from the back. BIO: At the age of 10, he was blinded badly by a seriously bright light and was well....bitten. He had fainted from the bright light and when he woke up, he was in his room with his shutters drawn tightly closed. He opened them and was burnt slightly on his arms and his chest. Due to those burns, he wears this black clothing to soak in the sun's warmth, but he also has a headgear that is totally white, a contrast to the black. (As said above.) After that, he realized what happened and after mainy years, tracked the vampire that did this down to a small, yet rather seeming secluded place. He found a small cottage and waited for some time. (I dunno what else to put.)
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nya_chan	Jun 12 2008, 11:27 PM Post #3
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	Name: nya_chan, or nya, or Nya, etc. Age: 15 Gender: Female Personality: Your best friend and your worst enemy. Fortunately, if you somehow manage to do the impossible and get on her bad side, you'll usually be safe in a week. She's not one for holding grudges. However, idiots and idiocy annoy her, and those who are willfully ignorant end up facing her wrath in some way or another. But because her normal method of getting back at those who annoy her involves sarcasm and witty retorts, most of those who do get verbally abused don't even know they're being insulted. She thinks there's no excuse to act oblivious all the time, and prides herself on her common sense. Skeptics might wonder what "common sense" she's talking about whenever she walks into a inanimate object, but that's a description for another heading. But that's beside the point. The real nya is a bit more... hyper than that. Mind you, even the happy-go-lucky version of her personality (which is the default) is still prone to witticisms. She adamantly opposes being called "normal," and "sane" is downright insulting. This can weird out people she doesn't know very well, but she avoids those types of people anyway. She's never been comfortable around strangers, but if she doesn't watch herself, her typical personality comes through. She tries to avoid this at all costs by distancing herself from unfamiliar people unless it's impossible. Pictures/Appearance: [Blearg... lineart. It's not that great. >.> I still need to add color, but I'm lazy....]At a glance, she looks... normal. By human standards, that is. The proportions are all correct, though her limbs are a bit longer than the norm. Her reddish-brown hair falls to just below her shoulders. At any given point, it's usually straight, but that's only after long and painful experiences with various forms of heat and other hair products. As soon as it comes into contact with any form of moisture--be it humidity on a hot day or actual water--it loses any semblance of sleekness and frizzes insanely. Whenever it's in such a state, she always wears her hair back, be it in a pony tail or in braids if it's especially annoying. If it's being reasonable (meaning "straight"), she wears it down, oftentimes with a headband. nya is "visually impaired" and wears glasses to correct this. In fact, she's rarely seen without them unless she's sleeping or is clearing the countless smudges from them. She gets cold extremely easily and usually wears either a jacket or hoodie. Jeans seem to be a permanent fixture in her wardrobe as well. The only thing that changes is her shirt which cycles through a long cycle of colors, slogans, and images. Her shoes are most often tan Sketchers, but she has been known to wear a pair of black Converse on occasion. All this seems human. However, nya is anything but. She's proof that not all aliens are quite as different as Earthlings might think. Her status as a Plutonian grants her two distinctly nonhuman qualities: cat ears and a pair of antenna. Because she prefers to avoid strange looks, she adopted a more human semblance when she came to Earth. But if you look at her out of the corner of your eye, you can see a pair of black cat ears growing from her head, as well as her antenna. She would say that she is by no means a furry--after all, she doesn't have a cat tail as well. Even her most Plutonian form, which she doesn't take at all on Earth, is tailless. Instead she looks like... well, a cream colored puffball with cat ears and antenna. And two highly dextrous feet. Given that this form makes her about 10 cm tall, she doesn't use it unless she's on Pluto. The last thing she wants to do is get stepped on. Other: Her status as a Plutonian doesn't grant her much in the way of super-powers. However, she does have a mildly telekinetic ability, meaning she can move small objects whenever she wants. While she could use this to pull pranks, she mainly uses it to be lazy. Why walk over to the desk to get a pencil when you can just summon one? She does have a nifty UFO, though. But due to the fact that it's the size of a dinner plate, she can only fly it when in her Plutonian form. BIO: CaW's favorite admin. That's not saying much, given that she's the onlyone, but at least it gives her a bit of an ego boost. She's not much of an egotist regardless, so no matter the boost, her head doesn't usually swell. ...Too much, anyway. Grammatically-inclined though she is, she's oddly determined to make sure her name is spelled wrong. She prefers to have absolutely no capital letters in her name proper noun though it is, but in recent times, she hasn't complained quite as much about people who call her "Nya." Anymore, such things seem to be unavoidable. She's incredibly clumsy. If there was a single rock on an otherwise perfectly flat stretch of ground, she'd manage to trip over it somehow. This clumsiness most often manifests itself in her walking into door frames, furniture, other people, and so on. In fact, it's a miracle she didn't crash on her 2.67 billion mile trip from Pluto to Earth. She arrived here 15 years ago. Even she doesn't know the time it took to get from point A to point B, but she does know that she spent less than one Plutonian year on her home planet. Not that that's saying much, as one year there is many times longer than one here. Regardless, she spent those 15 years of terrestrial life engaging in human-type activities such as writing and drawing and so forth (and developing a degree of aptitude in said activities), gradually becoming acclimated to Earth's weather. Because of this, her tolerance for coldness dropped, so if she returned to Pluto without adequate protection, she'd become a nya-cicle in seconds flat. It's probably just as well that she has no plans to return for a while.



Ryuuto	Jun 29 2008, 09:40 PM Post #4
Must...fight...emo...urges... Posts: 309 Group: Members Member #47 Joined: April 18, 2007	sweat drop Er...uh...hi? o_o; DON'T KILL ME!!!! D: Anyway...hope it isn't too late or anything. o.x Name: Ryuuto (Ry-chan, Ryu-chan, Ryu-kun, Ryu, Ry, To-To, Yuuto) Age: 16 Gender: Female Personality: She is a person who puts total trust in her friends and is always willing to listen to their problems. Ryuuto also makes use of her sarcasm and wit to make jokes, amongst other things. She also has many interests and has a slight case of insomnia. Around others, Ryuuto becomes alive as she talks to them about things that interest her. Alone, she pretty much closes herself off from others and finds something to entertain her. Ryuuto always stands up for her friends and isn't afraid to state her beliefs/opinions. She never forces people to do something they don't want to, but she does make a good argument. Despite such positives, Ryuuto does have her negatives, just like everyone else. She can be impulsive and has a pretty short temper. Ryuuto is also a very stubborn person and will not hesitate to put false cheer into her words to make things seem less severe. She is an excellent actor, so most don't really know what she's really thinking or feeling. Ryuuto never talks about her own problems to people, since she finds it hard to put it into words. She is also in constant fear of burdening people with her problems and does not want that. Ryuuto hates to ask for help, but it is not because of pride. She just thinks that she should figure things out on her own and in her own way. In fact, some people think that she's an inflexible person, when that is really not the case. Pictures/Appearance: Ryuuto's hair is about chin-length and is so dark a blonde, it looks like she's a brunette. Her eyes are blue-gray and change to either color depending on her mood. At the pupils is a thin ring of light green, but you can't see it unless you get up close and personal with her. Ryuuto's skin is a little on the pale side, but still has a tannish look to it. She is five foot three and a half and her weight is average. She usually wears black or dark clothing, but sometimes you can get her to wear paler colors. Ryuuto refuses to wear yellow, though. She also has a thing for wearing jeans, but Ryuuto is starting to get into the concept of wearing khakis instead. Her shoes are white walking shoes with white laces. Ryuuto also has a tendency to wear ankle-socks and no jewelry what-so-ever. Her glasses are silver and rectangular, but accentuate her eyes nicely. When it comes down to abnormalities, Ryuuto is unusual in that she has the wings of a golden eagle's and the tail of a male lion. Her wings are a light brown color with golden-brown tips at the primaries. Ryuuto's tail is a light tan with a chocolate brown tuft of fur at the tip of it. To put things simply, she is a Griffin of the Eagle Tribe. Other: -Ryuuto knows some American Sign Language. -She loves mysteries and fantasies. -Ryuuto is a game freak, to be blunt. BIO: The person most people think is awesome (true statement, according to some people), Ryuuto was born in Washington DC and was raised in Virginia. She had a pretty good life, albeit boring, and her parents are good. Her sister sometimes gets on her nerves, but that was part of being a sibling. Her parents were the leaders of the Eagle Tribe and that made Ryuuto the heiress to leader of the Tribe, since she was the eldest. Since Ryuuto was part of the Eagle Tribe, she was born with the ability to communicate, posess, and summon eagles of various species. She was also born with the Gift of Healing, a rare trait amongst all Griffins, and can use the Elements of Wind to aid her in battle (or travel or everyday use). Ryuuto actually arrived to CaW Tower about a year or two ago, making her a newbie. She still had a lot to learn about the place, but she was willing to gain knowledge and to continue her prowess in writing.
	"No no no, I call Pink." -Joshua, The World Ends With You "Dibs on the rainbow." -Joshua, The World Ends With You "Hee hee...Shut up and walk, dear." -Joshua, The World Ends With You


Anthezar	Jul 8 2008, 06:09 PM Post #5
Advanced Member Posts: 632 Group: Moderators Member #20 Joined: January 13, 2007	Name: Anthezar Age: 20 Gender: Female Personality: 85% of the time, Anthezar is a pleasant person to be around. However, during the other 15% she may become snippy or grumpy. If that happens, then it's usually because she's sleep deprived or it's time lunch. You should probably for your own safety avoid confrontation during that 15%. During that time, many little things can drive her mad, and her attention span is greatly shortened. Anthezar cares very deeply for her friends. She always willing to stand up for them when they stand for right. However, when there's a point that disagrees with her standards, she'll let them know, as well as everyone else. She tries her hardest to protect the ones she cares about. She has a tendency to be a mother hen sometimes. Anthezar is very persistent and can be focus on something that she wants to be. She's very self assured from the ravage of time. She doesn't care what others think about her. Pictures/Appearance: This one isn't exactly finished...buuuut as it's becoming urgent that I post so we can get this thing moving. XD She's usually garbed in long sleeved shirts and black pants; sometimes velveteen pants. Make a comment that she needs to be more fashionable and she'll just laugh at you. Other: Loves watches Sonic X, Teen Titans, and listening to Japanese songs all the time. BIO: Silver blood runs through Anthezar's veins. Her power comes from the heart, and is driven by her emotions and her ability to care for others. It emits itself as a gold light. Her abilities include being able to heal to flesh wounds, interworld travel, and fighting with bursts of power. It takes a great amount of energy to use her power. When something clouds her heart her power becomes uncontrollable. Ooohhhh, I can't think of anything else. -____-;



Ramzam	Jul 8 2008, 11:43 PM Post #6
Everybody's Favorite DDR Posts: 832 Group: Moderators Member #4 Joined: December 16, 2006	Anthezar Jul 8 2008, 06:09 PM Ooohhhh, I can't think of anything else. -____-; Hm...is it me or did those flowers change position. And if that's the case then here's what I say to that: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nIizA_ax51A Captain Falcon>Donkey Kong Ramzam>Anthezar Yeah, whatever, accepted, accepted, blahblahblah, boring speech, random phrase, on with show, hey oh. ===================================================== I yawned as I stared down the hill toward the rest of CaW. Houses and a few markets. And being late into the morning, the little town was bustling, despite being just beside the shadow of the tower. Which came close to dwarfing the largest building at the bottom of the hill. At the very least, it was a nice, sunny day. And granted this was a rather unpopulated area of Forum City, you knew just about everyone and the air was always nice and clean, with a fresh, flowery vibe. I’d smile if it were pertaining to my character, but sadly, small children just looked at me with wide eyes whenever I did…meaning I must’ve looked like quite a monster. Anthezar’s presence strolling toward the tower was like a bur stuck on the tip of my nose. It was irritating, no matter how positive the friendship between us was. Maybe it was the sense of religion nipping at me or something. That’s probably what I get for being such a sacrilegious person. One of my best friends being covered in electroceptive thorns. I growled, rubbing the tip of my nose, ordering the irritation to go away, before leaping down and cutting the woman off. “Hey, what do we have here?” I drawled, standing up and glancing at the bags Anthezar had covered herself in. “Are you just working on your fitness, or are did you actually forget you could just nag me until I carried everything back here?” I smirked as the words rolled off my tongue. I’d bet at least two of those plastic bags were filled with nothing but food for me. The three extras seemed to split among everyone else. It are a fact, we know. That and Nya got cranky whenever she didn’t get her pie, for some reason.
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Anthezar	Jul 9 2008, 01:07 AM Post #7
Advanced Member Posts: 632 Group: Moderators Member #20 Joined: January 13, 2007	Quote: Hm...is it me or did those flowers change position. And if that's the case then here's what I say to that: ROTFLMBO Do you honestly believe I only own one shirt? _____________________________________________ The refrigerator had been lacking somewhat when I looked in it this morning so I decided to go shopping to fill it up. After spending the better half of the day scouring for good foods (and treats) I gathered my findings and went home. I was bringing in the last of the groceries, when Simon drawled some rude comment that I really couldn't decipher. I sighed inwardly and laughed his comment off. "You know I don't build my physique before lunch," I said, dropping the many grocery bags onto whatever I could find. "Dig in! Whatever you don't eat, goes into the refrigerator," Within seconds, half the bags disappeared. I took one of the bags and pulled out some paper towels. I walked to my room and grabbed my MP3 Player. I passed by the mob that was around the grocery bags and made a beeline to the kitchen. “So, what are you doing?” asked Simon. I smiled mischievously, rolling up my sleeves higher, “Have you seen that kitchen? It needs some help…a lot of help. And I’m just the one to attack it.” I turned on my MP3 player and plugged the speakers in. The song Caramelldansen sounded through the speakers. I grabbed a trash bag and started collecting trash around the kitchen. "Let me know if something happens," I said, picking up some used paper towels off the counter.



Ramzam	Jul 9 2008, 01:45 AM Post #8
Everybody's Favorite DDR Posts: 832 Group: Moderators Member #4 Joined: December 16, 2006	Oh, right, this isn't Aisenfield... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Happiness! It burns! Kind of! At least a little bit!” I protested, before retreating to my room, which was littered all sorts of things. Primarily drugs…I mean potions, you know, like healing potions and stuff. Nothing that I knew that could give you a trip, but it was fun to see what happened when you poured some in everyone else’s drinks. Maybe if I could get some on that MP3 of Anthezar’s…maybe it’d play something besides Caramelldansen? I’d heard that song enough, thanks to Youtube. Of course, nothing over nine-thousand gets old. In an effort to drown out the annoyance, I took my I-pod and jammed the headphones onto my ears and set them as loud as I could. I simply mentioned to Zar that I was going to kill the monsters in the basement, like I always did. Yeah. The real-estate people never told us it had a monster problem. We practically lived in the dungeon of an RPG game, which mean we generally had the basement sealed off by doors that took enormous effort to open…for most people. It was mostly the low stuff, but regardless, it wasn’t the best idea to let that maze get too crowded. Last time it did, something big came out and went bump in the night. With a sigh, I pressed my hands against the door and pushed, easily sliding the giant wall of stone out of the way, creating tremors as I did. On the other side was a grand hall. “Too bad this place has to be filled with monsters…” I groaned, looking off into the dark abyss of the first hall. The torches had apparently gone out. And in the dark, that place got a lot worse. I mean, who knew there were so many dead and tortured souls here? I returned to the kitchen and pulled Anthezar from her cleaning, handing her the staff she’d come to know and love. “You, priestess, liberate, souls,” I grunted as I dragged her along, into the darkness, before she could say a word. “I don’t like the undead and the undead don’t like me,” I muttered as I spat flames onto the torches that hung from the ceiling. More beauty, more monsters.
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Anthezar	Jul 9 2008, 02:33 AM Post #9
Advanced Member Posts: 632 Group: Moderators Member #20 Joined: January 13, 2007	"Priestess?" I grumbled, taking the staff and looking longingly upstairs. "Oh, this is the last place I want to be," I grumbled again. "You should have let me bring my mp3 player. I could've at least annoyed whatever is down here with my Butterfly song from DDR." "Liberate." grunted Simon. He lit the torches with his flames. The torches lit the small narrow hallway. The light lit the faces of a number of undead monsters mixed with night creatures. I jerked my arm out of Simon's gasp. "Let's just get this over with," I said, glaring at the undead. I lifted my staff in the air and brought it down hard onto the ground. Rings of gold light burst from the spot where the staff touched the ground. Simon charged in the creatures tearing through them. Gold light lit up my hand as I lifted it over my head. I let my hand forward and the light shot through the first undead monster that had been getting too close for comfort. The light engulfed it and the creature evaporated.



Ryuuto	Jul 9 2008, 10:54 AM Post #10
Must...fight...emo...urges... Posts: 309 Group: Members Member #47 Joined: April 18, 2007	((I'm leaving out of the country tomorrow. D: That means you guys are gonna have to do some character control for my character until I get back. Please and thank you! ^^)) I sighed in relief when I dropped my bags a few feet away from the entrance of CAW Tower. It wasn't much and it had quite a few problems, but it was home. I hadn't been back in a long while and it was good to be back. Questions concerning my friends were going around in my head, but I figured the best way to get answers was to actually make my presence known. "GUESS WHO'S BACK!" I called into the seemingly empty tower. There was a grin on my face as I walked up the stairs and into my room. I put my bags down and left the room, not yet willing to unpack. When I passed the basement door, I noticed a gold light through the cracks. It disappeared shortly, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where at least Anthezar was. Aw...I hate opening this door. With a sigh, I decided that the two were probably doing fine on their own. That thought was strengthened when my stomach growled. It couldn't hurt to raid the kitchen for a bite, could it?
	"No no no, I call Pink." -Joshua, The World Ends With You "Dibs on the rainbow." -Joshua, The World Ends With You "Hee hee...Shut up and walk, dear." -Joshua, The World Ends With You


Enialis	Jul 9 2008, 05:41 PM Post #11
Vampire is what I am Posts: 296 Group: Members Member #40 Joined: March 16, 2007	I had just got to the bottom of the hill leading to the Tower when someone up ahead yelled, "GUESS WHO'S BACK!" and I took one guess as to who it was. I followed the trail and saw that I was right, it was Ryu. I turned toward the town and whispered to myself, "Ryu, you're crazy." I then turned back around and saw that Ryu was gone. Hmph. Won't even look back. I thought unto myself. I walked into the tower and straight up to my pitch black room. "Nothing like darkness for me. I hate the light Simon puts up." I looked around and noticed that something was wrong. I ran outta my room and straight down to the basement door when something came busting out. It took me a moment to realize that an Undead had passed through the others who were probably in there. So, realizing this, I grabbed it, slammed it against the floor and growled at it, "Get back in there." It looked at me in stupid amazement before I took its neck completely right off and drank the small amount of blood that came out. With my eyes glowing red from a small feeding, I ran into the tunnel, past Anthezar and Simon and straight into another crowd of Undead, biting and tearing, drinking when possible. It was just plainly......fun.
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nya_chan	Jul 9 2008, 09:38 PM Post #12
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	OOC: Gah, I haven't RPed in first person for a long while. X.x BIC: How I missed all the commotion that had been happening downstairs, I would never know. Ordinarily having two sets of ears would make one's hearing more acute, but that didn't seem to hold true in my case. Perhaps it was because I had spent a majority of the past half hour warped into my own little world by drawing. It was a drawing of--actually, I had no clue what it was. It had transformed several times, which was fairly odd for me. Once I get an idea, I usually stick with it. That obviously meant either I was having an off day, or something else was providing a distraction. I blinked, coming out of my daze, and listened. Downstairs, I could hear Caramelldansen. "Anthezar..." I groaned, then looked back at my drawing. Quadrupedal, Eevee-like ears, fox-like tail... yet I still had no idea exactly what it was. I erased the tail, vowing to head downstairs after I'd draw in a replacement. But that turned into touching up the rest of the drawing, and it took a loud thud to yank me back to reality ten minutes later. I sighed, then looked at my drawing again. If I added wings, it could probably be Drageon.... "Wake up, nya," I ordered myself. "Duty calls...." Grudgingly, I left my room and headed downstairs. Ryuuto was in the kitchen, fishing something out of the fridge. I muttered a hello, then trotted over to the basement door that would be impossible for me to open were it not for my telepathy, weak though it might be. At least it was stronger than my biceps. Anyway, with a hefty shove, I forced it open and walked down the hallway to where the fray was taking place. "Ragga fragga realtors," I muttered. "They never tell you anything useful...." Louder, I called, "Hey guys! Didja miss me?" For the most part I was ignored, though I got a couple of glances in my direction. Lacking a better weapon, I grabbed a nearby torch and used it to bludgeon any of the undead that got to close. Go figure--they didn't like fire.



Ramzam	Jul 12 2008, 12:27 AM Post #13
Everybody's Favorite DDR Posts: 832 Group: Moderators Member #4 Joined: December 16, 2006	The horde of monsters that swapped places with the undead of the basement when the lights went out must’ve been what made this place such a, “bargain.” They left out the fact that the one place that didn’t need any renovation was bursting with things to kill. Shame. Could’ve had a lot of extra space. Especially the big ballroom at the other end of the hallway… Odd how one can be near mindlessly bludgeoning zombies and destroying animated skeletons, while thinking about interior design. Like thinking about cooking while driving a racecar. Sort of like an oxymoron, really. Consequently, misfortune befell the ones who let their mind wander whilst in the midst of a battle. However, I could hardly care less—none of them could reach near my head at the height I stood, and it wasn’t like an Avican could be that easily injured. “Hey, Anthezar, ever thought you could inflict noise damage with that infernal sugar pop of yours?” I asked as I floated by her on my destruction tour, which consisted of much decapitation and goring gaping holes in heads.
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Anthezar	Jul 12 2008, 05:02 AM Post #14
Advanced Member Posts: 632 Group: Moderators Member #20 Joined: January 13, 2007	Quote: I floated Simon...you...float??? ____________________________ I blasted another undead creature that had made a leap for my neck. I reached my arm out and grasped on thin air. My hand then touched metal of my shortsword, and quickly thrust into another undead nearby, "No, not really. I thought I'd rather inflict uh...noise damage, you say...on you," I said smiling slightly. "Besides, noise damage is only effective at high volume and speedy repeating phrases," I heard a clunk of wood connecting with something's head and then nya shouting, "Hey guys! Didja miss me?" She ran past me and whacked another undead nearby. "Of course," I grinned and my sword connected with another creature. Enialis passed by me as well, leaving havak to anything that had unfortunatly gotten in his way.



Enialis	Jul 12 2008, 11:50 AM Post #15
Vampire is what I am Posts: 296 Group: Members Member #40 Joined: March 16, 2007	I laughed as I turned around and faced anothe swarm of undead. I mean seriously, the small horde I left not too long ago, they didn't have enough blood in them to satisfy my thirst. "Man! If only a minotaur was in here! Ha!" I said rather jokingly. I looked around then charged into that small horde, again leaving a mess behind. "Yo guys! I'm telling ya this, these ones are so-" I fell to the ground with a hard thunk and then sharp, painful bites followed. "Ack! Little help?" I screamed the last part like a little child afraid of the dark. Finally, after some more bites, Simon was there and ripped the undead off of me. "You ok?" He asked me. "Sorta," I rubbed my neck where the undead was trying to 'chow-down', "but I'll tell you this, that is gonna be sore for a while. Ouch." I turned and faced the fellows of the one that Simon had ripped off of me and charged into them, biting and tearing at them just for the small amount of blood they had. Finally, after a few minutes frenzy, my bite marks were healed and I was searching for another mob. "Blood always heals my wounds, haha."
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Ryuuto	Aug 3 2008, 09:49 AM Post #16
Must...fight...emo...urges... Posts: 309 Group: Members Member #47 Joined: April 18, 2007	I had heard Cody walk in the room, but I pretty much ignored him. All I was interested in was some meat. I hadn't eaten in six hours, man! Airplane food sucks and I fell asleep, which automatically means that I don't want food. I sighed in frustration at that, but I finally found some raw steak, so I was happy. Hey, a girl's gotta eat when a girl's gotta eat! After polishing off that steak real quick, I walked over to the basement door and peered through the semi-darkness. I just watched them kill zombies before growing bored. That was when I jumped into the fray, but it was only to relieve the boredom. They really didn't need my help (2), but that ws OK. "Why does this remind me of some corny zombie-killing game? I forgot the name of it," I shouted amongst the sounds of battle (3) before transforming into my Griffin form. Hey, if there was enough room for Ramzam, there was enough room for me. Anyway, to make a long story short, I just raked my claws through any undead thing (4) that made its way toward me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (1) I didn't bother using the grill since I might accidentally burn the tower to the ground. (2) Which is a sad thought, but hey. Killing zombies makes you not think about such things, plus there would be other times they'd need my help. God, I'm such a whiner! (3) More like the groaning of slow-moving dead things. Zombies, yeesh. (4) Cody was the only exception, unfortunately. ...Hey! I'm only joking! ...Mostly.
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Enialis	Aug 6 2008, 11:41 AM Post #17
Vampire is what I am Posts: 296 Group: Members Member #40 Joined: March 16, 2007	Oh, I know you love me Ryu!! LOL, jk. -------------------------------------------------------- "Why does this remind me of some corny zombie-killing game? I forgot the name of it," I heard Ryu shout. "It can't remind you of, say.......Resident Evil?" I shouted back. I looked around and saw the ballroom, a nice, large room. It consisted of chandeliars (sp?) and other fancy stuff. But the only thing that was bad about it was this: It was the breeding ground for these monstrosities. "Want to get over there and check it out?" I whispered to myself. But without even realizing it, Simon flew by overhead and tore a path for me, "Go ahead." Was all he said as he 'floated' by again. "Uhh, thanks?" I asked uncertantily. I rushed through the mess Simon had made and got into the ballroom. I was able to see the chandeliars that were hanging roughly 20 feet, maybe more, from the ground. I sighed and jumped up onto one. Vampire powers, so wonderfull. I looked around from my vantage point and that was when I felt a strong vibration. It was so strong, that it almost knocked the chained chandeliar from its grasp. The chandeliar was hooked onto all the walls that it could be attached to, so it was connected to four walls. That vibration came again and that was when I realized that something gigantic, again, was coming towards the fight, most likely attracted by all the noice. "Not again." I prayed.
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