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Jun 1, 2017 17:56:17 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 1, 2017 17:56:17 GMT -5
 We all die some day! [attr="class","firstfriend"] No Blood No Bone No Ash. pear.. Check.. Shield.. Check.. Armor.. Check.. It was time to get this show upon the road.. An adventure outside of the Towns walls was something that Mars dearly needed. There was nothing positive nor blood thrilling about remaining with the confines of the Origin. Thus he departed swiftly with the city at his back and the wind within his ears. The feeling of the ground crunching beneath his feet reminded him of the world outside which he had begun his fight to return to. The embrace of the battle field was something he was trained to love since he was merely a boy. Born in the island provinces then brought to the main lands to do combat. Oh how the world of Broken War Online would come to hate his very nature of combat and innate desire to blood. The weather was fair and the night was on a warmer setting than usual. Even as the stars wheeled overhead, Mars never took note of their existence. Such day dreamy pleasantries were for those who lacked the need to fight to survive. It was within this flock of dreamers, that those who pushed only buttons to end lives existed. There was no honor in their fighting style nor would he give it the time of day! Waving a hand in the air the menu popped up allowing him to view the map as time had visibly passed and the city had long since faded from view. The man needed to check his progress and as he expected it would take a bit more time than he wanted. Damn the need for infernal money and the need of a mount to carry him quickly from one spot to the other. Pressing on his pace did not show for he would not give in to the thought of fatigue if there even was one. The only thing that raced through his mind was the thought of the mission at hand. Goblins attacking the Faywoods, a chance to fight! A chance to kill and replenish his blood thirsty desire to crush all in his path.. At this thought he pondered as to Jack’s whereabouts and well-being. Perhaps he should have invited the other with him on such a task.. Yes.. The thought pleased Mars deeply as he moved the map off to the side to send a message to Jack. Halting his run he needed to focus on what was going on around him. Stopping within the cover of some bushes, he sent Jack and invite to the battle field to come. ‘Oi! Jack.. I am headed to the Faywoods under a mission: Goblin Assault.. You should come.. I think you will enjoy this task deeply.’ Jorumun. Message sent. Interface closed. With the message sent Mars resumed his all-out sprint to the Faywoods village. Time despite being a quest was of the essence.
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Jun 1, 2017 22:52:54 GMT -5
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Jun 1, 2017 22:50:48 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 1, 2017 22:50:48 GMT -5
[attr="class","saschaunshifted"] Our story continues with a lone silhouette racing across the darkened alleyways; another casually giving chase. Panic consumes her thought, her heart ripping through her chest as her lungs felt like they'd been gripped by a python. Her tired eyes raced across the deep abyss, looking for an exit only to come up short; the other being now standing before her with a smirk upon his face.
"I thought I warned you, darling." The innocent visage was but a facade. Soon it - along with that mask he called emotion faded away into nothingness. "When I returned, I would come for you. And when I came for you, I instructed you not to run . . . yet here you are." He tapped the dull side of the blade against his head "Y'know, we ought to do something about this constant running, don't you think?"
He drew his right leg back, a sweeping kick knocking the lass off her feet. As she collapsed, she began to cry hysterically, Jack steadily approaching her before crouching down. "Hey hey hey hey... no need for tears. You should be proud of this moment, my love. You and I shall finally become one, the tale of our bodies written by love." He held down one of her legs, she simply hadn't the energy to attempt to free herself.
"Funny I mention this now but, back in real life they'd always told me to break a leg." He chuckled "I just find it funny that now? I'm actually doing it. Though, I suppose breaking a leg and amputation are two different matters all together." Without another moment of delay, his dagger gradually began to saw away at the flesh and bone, digging fairly deep into the leg as he'd received a notification.
[ PARTY REQUEST ]
LOCATION: FAYWOOD VILLAGE
REQUESTER: JORUMUN
MESSAGE: Oi! Jack.. I am headed to the Faywoods under a mission: Goblin Assault.. You should come.. I think you will enjoy this task deeply. - Jorumun.
"More than I'm enjoying this now?" He questioned "Well, if that's the case, I suppose I can't pass up on this opportunity." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small red vial and tossed it toward the woman's direction. "Here, take this, it's a potion. It'll last you with enough strength to stay alive until I get back. If you decide to act naughty and die before I return, I may just have to have words with that sweet sweet sister of yours next." As he erupted into laughter, his avatar disappeared into thin air; faywood village now in his sights.
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Jun 3, 2017 1:47:29 GMT -5
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Jun 3, 2017 1:45:03 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 3, 2017 1:45:03 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]"FUCKING GOBLINS!" Anya raged, using Insignia's ability to gracefully maneuver through a mob of pygmy goblins. As much as she would have liked to kill them all on her own, there was no end to them. She had tried and had slaughtered at least a dozen before her narrow escape. Oh, how she hated these ugly fucks. They were persistent in their chase, slinging rocks and other projectiles her way. Being a melee fighter was suffering on a whole different level.
The Slayer slid herself underneath the swing of a club from a larger goblin, grazing her cheek. She hissed not stopping to look back as she continued sprinting away. Her health was at 75% giving her some room to work with in regards to her passive. It was just unfortunate that she was running away like a god damn pussy ass bitch. She shook her head of the thought, not allowing it to tempt her into death's embrace.
If she wanted to die, it wasn't going to be to goblins.
As a last resort, she swiped for her menu to search for a reasonably sized party. At this point, she couldn't afford to be picky about it. Throwing more profanities about freely, she selected one at random. She could only hope that they were close enough to bail her the hell out of the tiresome game of cat and mouse.
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Jun 3, 2017 15:00:33 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 3, 2017 15:00:33 GMT -5
We all die some day! [attr="class","firstfriend"] No Blood No Bone No Ash. nterface updated!! A user has requested help! Begin Goblin Force Attack and assist player?] The message would pop up for both Jorumun and Jack at the same time, however the choice would remain Jorumun’s. Raising a brow he gazed at the blinking red dot that represented Anya on his map. Jack was not far behind him and the lass was merely over to their right hand side. Wrinkling his nose he did not know what kind of person she was, however the profile data of the Slayer rolled through before him in the request box. ‘Hmm. She seems savage enough to be amongst a group of blood thirsty people.. Why not…’ The thought ended with him accepting her request to join their group. “ETA… 5 seconds..” Was all the group party could hear as Jorumun swapped his vocal setting to the group. Diving off to his right the young lad leapt up a large boulder and crouched in waiting. Anya at this point would be running past as he himself jumped down letting out a massive war cry. The agro she once held was completely erased as Jorumun crash landed on one goblin crushing it beneath his small frame. Stamping his left foot on the ground sideways his right foot faced the enemy with the shield up and spear point aimed ahead. Jabbing forward he skewered two back before blocking a heavy blow from a giant club. “Dun dun dun! Their all gonna bite the dust!” The man began humming the tune to a song he knew all too well. His legs carried him back slowly a step at a time, he had to make sure no goblin got behind him. “Once you’ve got your breathe what do you say we trump this groups pursuing members..” Speaking to both Jack and Anya the man backhanded another goblin using his shield. The thrasher effect took place putting the creature down for a turn as he looked to focus on the other approaching members. “Rather.. How many did you manage to drag with you?”  | | ✉ | Don't even sweat it! Adventure and bloodshed for all. I am also not sure if we are doing rolls during this setting or not for practice. Just lemme know. |
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Jun 5, 2017 18:12:22 GMT -5
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Jun 4, 2017 2:22:14 GMT -5
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Post by Jack on Jun 4, 2017 2:22:14 GMT -5
[attr="class","saschaunshifted"] ACCIDENTALLY POSTED A NEW POST ON THIS ONE! R.I.P! | [attr="class","fish"] [attr="class","gold"]posts:2/10 [attr="class","gold"] Theme |
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Jun 5, 2017 0:13:43 GMT -5
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Jun 4, 2017 23:10:54 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 4, 2017 23:10:54 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]It didn't take much time for her request to process and even less time for one of her party mates to show up. The male jumped right into the fray with a glorious cry, taking down a few of her pursuers. Anya skidded to an abrupt stop almost bumping into her second party member. The raven haired male's presence was so weak she had to double-take to notice him. With their entire team formed, she felt revitalized. A quick glance at the two and she could tell that they were dependable enough, at least, the one with the spear. The second her thought on that had finished, she was proven wrong.
Anya made a mental note to scratch out her quick-to-judge ways upon witnessing the utility. When he turned to greet her, it sent a chill down her spine. She had seen a lot of monsters in her days, but she had to admit that she was paired with something above that. These two were demons in their own right. The Slayer cracked a grin at this, purring, "perfect." Well, she didn't earn her title of demonborn for nothing herself. This was turning into a cute fated match up.
"I brought the whole damn country with me," Anya answered with a hiss, "the more you kill, the faster they spawn or some shit. I only caught a glance earlier, but it seems like they're guarding something at their base." Rolling her shoulders, she let out an airy laugh in Jack's direction. "Guess we'll have to fight our way through them unless you boys have a better idea?"
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Jun 5, 2017 10:55:21 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 5, 2017 10:55:21 GMT -5
We all die some day! [attr="class","firstfriend"] No Blood No Bone No Ash. rinning devilishly Jorumun whipped around as a small hiatus enveloped the trio. Turning to face Jack and Anya the lad shrugged lightly. Yet as he registered Jack’s words a note of sincere thirst crossed his appearance. “It has been a bit aye?! Any news on Kuback’s recovery?” Chuckling darkly his stance changed as he now addressed Anya. The woman herself held a note of disturbia and insanity in her mannerisms. “So the whole damn group you say?” Flipping the spear around he stabbed it into the ground before pulling open his map. Turning the map he circled the most likely place where Anya had fled from. “So assuming you haven’t made it too far from the starting point, which puts their base right about here. So there are two options we can pick from. As Anya stated; we can fight our way through or go around in stealth?” A frown crossed his lips as he thought about the fact of sneaking around a large kill able horde of creatures. “I should think that none of us wish to go around.. At least Jack and I don’t intend to.. As for you Anya I am not sure of your preference but you do not seem like a person to shy away from a feast.” Chuckling he spread the map out for them both to see. The pixel map spun around circling their location to the location of the base. Due to his lack of tracking and sensory his map could only show the three of them. Yet after a few moments the rustling of bushes alerted them of guests. The map blipped and three red markers appeared showing the enemy. “We have only a few moments to decided our course of action.. I am all for going to and through them. Some drops and interesting finds to be had hopefully..” Pulling the spear out of the earth, Mars rounded upon a goblin that burst from the bushes. Thrashing him with the shield the fellow skidded back only to stand dazed. The spear point struck home at the skull, the creature squealed as it perished beneath the blow. “URRAHHH!!” The other two would have to make their own choice, but if they choose to follow him forward then they would go without haste. This man was not about to stop till the horde was dead. | | ✉ | 3/10 Dun dun dun! Another bites the dust!! |
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Jun 5, 2017 20:41:15 GMT -5
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Jun 5, 2017 18:13:16 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 5, 2017 18:13:16 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper  - jorumun seneca - - 3/10 - - Zektbach - - The Casanova Strikes again - |
Elegance exuded from this woman of such a stature. While her title remained "Slayer" he couldn't help but question it's validity. Of course, the last woman he underestimated consumed a sea of forsaken like it was a feast fit for the gods. For now, he would reserve any further thoughts for the end of the quest. It couldn't hurt to simply observe a woman for her usefulness on the battlefield instead of her pain threshold.
Seneca made the suggestion of fighting through the waves of Goblins that currently swarmed Faywood. Without hesitation, Jorumun quickly agreed. Knowing his type, he would rather die than complete a quest easily; the more "bloodshed" the better. Knowing he wouldn't have much of a choice in the matter, he found himself quickly following along with it.
"Should there be a leader for this pack? I suggest we dispose of it, if found. I feel as if the lesser goblins will retreat if they've lost their purpose." He'd spoke his peace. Noticing another female goblin in the distance, his visage gained a sinister smile as he launched himself towards it at full speeds. "I've got a date with that lovely lady over there! Let's meet back up once we've disposed of a good dozen each!" With that, his portion of the battle began.
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Jun 5, 2017 18:41:41 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 5, 2017 18:41:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Tapping her sword against her shoulder, she thought over Jorumun's words. He was right, they didn't have much time to decide. Making a popping sound with her mouth, she had her mind made up. "Let's have some fun, shall we?" she smiled, slashing down on goblin that had jumped out at her. It disappeared into pixels instantaneously; another small fry. "Not to disappoint, but they are mostly trash mobs. Anyone with a weapon should be able to kill 'em in one hit. Just don't get surrounded, yeah? It'll get...messy." Her voice was dark, but for good reason. She had seen parties get ripped apart by the massive waves of pygmy goblins beforehand. Nasty fuckers.
She let a 'hmmm' escape her lips at Jack's question, trying to recall if there was one. There were so many it had become hard to tell trash from prey. Snapping her fingers, Anya spoke up, though not before Jack had departed on his way to his 'date'. "There goes the womanizer," she muttered. "Hey, Casanova with the knife, they have a queen you might be interested in!" she shouted out, watching him disappear from her sights. As far as she could tell, there was no point in following the maniac.
Looking back over to Jorumun, she pointed at the direction that Jack had gone. "Is it alright for you to leave him on his own?" It was no concern of hers yet, thought she should point it out. "Be my guest if you want to follow after him. As for me, I might take up lover boy on the challenge." Anya's grin spread wide in anticipation. A dozen each to the finish line? Hah. [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 3/10] ♦ Jack & jorumunfightfightfight [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 6, 2017 16:16:30 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 6, 2017 16:16:30 GMT -5
We all die some day! [attr="class","firstfriend"] No Blood No Bone No Ash. here was no response for Jorumun as Anya and Jack spoke together about the lone objective of a dozen each. Jack was off doing his own thing thus Mars did not need to worry about his condition. Should things turn south of course he might help; the chances of that happening we slim to none. Another marvelous thrust of his spear shattered another charging goblin. Stomping forward Anya had been speaking to the lads back and he himself was already two kills ahead of the rest. The blood in his veins boiled as the forest grew quiet. The scouting troops were down and out, now they needed to find the larger force! Jorumun did not stop for either of them as he rushed in headlong into the forest. Jumping over a long he shoulder rolled into a sprint. Carrying himself further ahead of Anya the man skipped past a swinging Goblin allowing Anya to take that kill. Dropping the spear point down he carried it up with a thrusting force, piercing and shattering the goblin in his path. His optics took into account their different sizes and weaponry. The weaponry soon became a null category but those of size were relevant. Parring the swing of a club the man thrashed the goblin aside before charging a rather larger one. He might have even labeled it a hobgoblin? Stepping into range the creature attacked with its brittle sword. The blade was swiped aside like a fly into the flames. The point of his spear struck him through the skull. For a second the beast did not shatter then the pixels flexed as a few fell off. The hobgoblin struck at him again, this time Mars side stepped the blow before piercing the beast again. It shattered away as if it never existed, those smaller goblins back away slowly. They were very aware of the strength difference but right now that did not matter. They were at ‘war’ with those who did not belong to faywoods. Thus they charged at him again, the spear point flared out strike him to several targets. Each shattering under the force of his jab.
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Jun 6, 2017 18:35:18 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 6, 2017 18:35:18 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper |
Prior to his departure, he was left with a few parting words by his new companion, Anya. The more relevant being the existence of a female ring-leader. What was it about bosses within Gargantua that all of them had to be female? It's as if the developers are purposely throwing them at him. At this time, he couldn't help but consider the possibility of one of the head admins being female themselves; surely it would explain a plethora of events that have occurred as of late. In time, he would have to pay them a visit too. Possessing an omnipotent level of strength such as they had? Their pain threshold must've been magnificent.
Returning to the task at hand, Anya's second word of advice took precedence over any of the remaining suggestions given. Goblins were the type to attack in packs, hordes, armies even. If Jack were to come back with a dozen under his belt, he'd need to revert to a style of combat long forgotten since his days as a youth. "We'll start with the female."
A particular goblin stood lonesome in the distance. For whatever reason, she'd found herself separated from the pack. Narrowing his eyes, he could see the camp site some few paces away but he wasn't about to lead her toward them now. Sliding behind a tree, he waited for the Goblin to pass by him as he took his moment to strike.
"Now."
He lunged to the right of him, taking hold of the goblin before spinning around and slamming her into the tree behind him. As a preventative measure, he placed his left hand atop her mouth; his right holding the knife as he spoke lightly. "I've not the time to show you my love I'm afraid." He dug his blade deep into her stomach, carving a small heart as it burst into pixels. "A quickie will have to suffice." Knowing that plenty of other goblins resided close by, he continued to stalk the site from behind the tress; growing ever closer as seconds past. |
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Jun 10, 2017 17:19:46 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 10, 2017 17:19:46 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya let out a whistle at Joru's fluid motion from a roll into a run as she lept over a log herself, vaulting over it with an arm. She grinned from ear to ear as the heat of the battle turned up the moment they had come into contact with a smaller goblin and larger one. With the defender striking for the bigger goblin, Anya turned her attention to the smaller one, stealing a chunk of life from it in one blow, destroying it. Her health recovered a bit bringing her back up in the green. That was one down for each of them with at least two hoards more in their path to the goblin's camp.
There was no time for stopping now as she began to really ramp up in her damage. Heartless' passive now had one stack for the kill, increasing her attack power, attack speed, and speed stats until she was out of battle. Destroying two more smaller goblins with a single horizontal stroke, she gained two more stacks to her growing strength. It was only a matter of time before she would grow strong enough to slay an entire mob on her own with the only obstacle being the damned stone slinging goblins. The Slayer exhaled irritably at the reminder that she would eventually have to be pelted by sticks and stones again like last time. If not for that, she may have been able to complete the mission on her own. Well, with a defender now, she could only hope things would go smoother.
"We're close!" she shouted out, using Insignia's ability to dodge an incoming swing to counterattack with her own. So far so good. The goblins felt sparse now with two people on the offense. No, that wasn't quite right. Anya was sure that half of their troops were split to stop the other maniac from his advance to their queen. "There's a portal that will have us change maps into the Goblin's base. We'll be placed outside of the fence surrounding the place. We can regroup there with your friend Jack if he's still in one piece." It was a crude plan, but one nonetheless. There was no telling how many more were inside of the camp.
[attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 4/10] ♦ jorumun & Jack ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 12, 2017 10:38:23 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 12, 2017 10:38:23 GMT -5
We all die some day! [attr="class","firstfriend"] No Blood No Bone No Ash. he world around Jorumun was lost to the sound of bloodshed and the whistle of the wind around his spear. The pole arm blurred as his shield bashed here and there. Despite being his a few times his health bar remained in the green and maybe a fraction from the yellow. Death was all he had to serve at this moment and time. Side stepping a slash the man swatted the creature to pixels with his shield before diving into the fray before him. There had been a slight downhill drop towards the portals door. There before he took the plunge he noted Anya’s words carefully. There was something she said about teleporting to a Goblin Base, the next was lost as he jumped down the ledge. “Do as you wish. I will clear a path way, don’t leave him to perish.. We are monsters not invincible.” Was all he managed to say. Landing on his shield he used it to surf down the hill like a freight train. Wielding the spear still in one hand he pierced and slashed with the weapon. The kill count soon began to climb rapidly as he reached the bottom. Hitting a small jump he kick flipped his shield up before grabbing it mid-flight. Bracing himself in the air Mars slammed into the large group of enemies with a loud bang. Cries came from below as he thrashed and let out a battle cry. Heads turned on a swivel lessening the oncoming force moving towards Jack. “You had best move your ass Little Reaper.. We are already at the gate.. Ps.. I won.” Chuckling Mars spun around dropping to one knee in the process. The spear point blurred with a whistle cutting at the throats of several Goblins. Their bodies shattered as they flew away, the spear came to rest on his shoulder as the shield came up to block a rain of blades. “Anya! Alley-Oop!” Mars chuckled lightly as he had reached his needed kill count without breaking a sweat. | | ✉ | 5/10 Keep lining them up, we'll knock em all down. |
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Jun 18, 2017 12:21:09 GMT -5
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Jun 14, 2017 8:55:49 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 14, 2017 8:55:49 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper |
The deepest darkest thoughts erupted from within, painting the most exquisite art upon the landscape before him. Pixels surging from a multitude of bodies, slaughtered goblins soon exploding into fits of smoke and various items. Some had been left with only one health point remaining, It wasn't because he'd sought to give mercy - neigh, the opposite. He enjoyed the thrilling expressions they made as he struck his final blow, digging his blade deep within their innards.
"Be still, my dear goblin. Strenuous moments will only hasten your death. If I were capable? I'd capture this moment, and lock it in eternity." He stood up, flames growing over the huts that he'd purposely set ablaze. "Now then.. to fin--" as he'd turned around, his eyes narrowed; a lone child goblin hiding in the trees a short distance away. Tears streamed down it's face, the child being scared and alone, now without it's parents. A wicked smirk came across his face as it sprinted off, The Nightmare giving chase.
. . .
Panicked, it ran through the forest. Breath heavy as fear manifested steadily increased it's pace. It didn't want to die, all it had done was momentarily strayed away from it's family; why did things have to come to this? Suddenly, as if the world in itself had turned against the creature, a tree branch caused the child to trip; crashing into the ground.
. . . The dip of the blade's tip soon followed suit.
Poof. [ GOAL REACHED ]
As he'd picked up the items, he gazed upward to spot a gate of sorts with the words "Goblin Base" floating above it. "Well, isn't that wonderful? She must be expecting me." Some distance to the side, he then noticed his comrades Jorumun & Seneca making their way over. "Everything seems to be falling in place." He said as he waited for the two to arrive; his hands fitted snug in his pockets. |
MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW
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Jun 17, 2017 19:52:01 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 17, 2017 19:52:01 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Eight, nine, and... ten! The woman smiled, pleased with herself as her sword ripped through two goblins like skewer. There it was, she had achieved the quota with little trouble. In the mess of things, she had neglected to take notice of Joru's own progress, but didn't doubt that he had also achieved the ten kills. She hummed a sweet tune to herself, still on the move over to the portal that would soon take them into goblin territory. "Woo~" Anya breathed out, taking notice of the shield that was lifted just in time to save their hinds. "Allow me to pay you back." Brandishing her sword, Anya sent a crimson shockwave from her blade over to where the goblin archers were standing, removing them from the game -- so to speak. She smiled, tapping her sword against her shoulder.
"Got 'em."
She pointed a clawed finger at the portal just in front of them, helping herself there first since well, she was familiar with the base. As she took a step onto it, she became enveloped in a bright light. It was after that that she found herself back at the camp, choosing to stand behind the trees by the roadside. Anya wasn't exactly thrilled to be back to the camp, squinting up at the two look-out towers positioned on each side of the gate. It was bad on their part that they couldn't see them underneath the cover of the trees and brushes. She sighed heavily, rubbing at her neck.
"Oh, good to see you in one piece." Anya waved Jack over, pointing up at the less than bright goblins manning the watch tower. In hand, they carried crossbows and slingshots. It was because of that that she had been caught off guard with her first visit, alerting the entire goblin nation of her presence. "So, boys..." she drew out, "what do you want to do? I can't be having my ass shot at again. Queen's probably inside there along with that whatever the fuck they're guarding." Her mouth slanted at the thought of being a part of a three-man army against three generations of goblins residing in one place. If it came down to it though, she would have no complaints. [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 5/10] ♦ jorumun & Jack ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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