Ok, im back from work. Now, I need to read pq's, put together narration. Easy. However, if you add the factor that my mom doesn't believe i have a life, and instead beleives I am her slave, this will take a while. :/
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XXVI The Guild Wars!!!
-looks at the contract that forever binds the ocean to himself-
Oh my god, I'm Posiedon, and Monkey is Zues.
So, your the devil AND a god? Interesting.
Ok, only a few ppl didn't send me actions for the night. You have a little while longer to send in actions, or change actions. Also, for those of you who aren't in guilds, if you don't send in actions, I'm going to randomly select where you spend the night. Whether I make you hide or patrol, will depend on your role. One more thing for those with no guilds, let me know if you are working with someone, whether the are in a guild or not. If you don't, things may happen that you DIDN'T want to happen. It appears some ppl have made alliances already, WITHOUT my help :p
Weather: Dark, cloudy. A night that sent chills down your spine. The stars and moon dare not shine this night.
Narration for block A5:
“I wasn’t invited. Oh well, I’ll still help this town out. Maybe.â€, a lone figure walked along the shore, looking out towards the now abandoned boat. His ears perked up. The boat was abandoned no more. “I should investigate thisâ€
Mean while, on Crotcy’s boat, a heated conversation was taking place.
“Would you hurry up! You are going to slow!â€, a small man shouted.
“SYSTEM CANNOT COMPLY. SPEED IS UNADJUSTABLE.â€, his rather large, lumbering companion replied.
“FINE!!! Just hurry up and bring that box of supplies over here!â€
“COMAND CONFIRMED.â€
“Was this really worth it.â€, the small man man muttered.
The man from the shore sat in a paddle boat, peaking over the edge of the boat. Luckily, it was dark, so it would be hard to be detected. It appeared that the little man was building something, and the large one was carring things around for him, much like a crane. He didn’t recognize the large one, but he had DEFFINATELY heard the small mans voice before. He had heard him before, back when he was on a mission to find out who it was that had announced a false alarm in a public building. All they had was this voice. Now, he would FINALLY prove that justice prevailed! But, this was going to be tricky. He was alone, and this man had a LARGE companion. He pulled out his gun. He stood a little higher to get a clear shot. Then one of his feet slipped, he kept his balance but his target heard the noise and spun around.
“WHO THE HECK ARE YOU, EH!!!â€, he shouted.
“I amâ€â€¦
*BANG*
The small man started shooting sparadically. “WRONG ANSWER!!!â€
The man let go of the side of the boat, a single bullet piercing his left arm as he went. He splashed into the water, let loose a small volley, and began swimming away.
“AFTER HIM!!!â€
“COMAND IMPLIES I FALL OUT OF BOAT INTO WATER. COMAND CANNOT BE JUSTIFIED.â€
“This guys is REALLY beginning to bug meâ€, the small man muttered. With the intruder gone, the two continued their work.
The man made it back to shore, his arm dripping with more than just the water.
“Hi there! Are you ok? I heard gunshots, so I came over to see what was going onâ€. A man walked into view. He had a funny accent.
“I was trying to capture a fiend in the name of justice, but I had to fall backâ€, the soggy man said.
The friendly man saw the soggy mans arm. “Um, you want help with that? I can fix that for you if you want.â€
The soggy man looked at the new comer. “Alright, but any funny business,â€, he pulled out the gun.
“Point takenâ€, the friendly bloke replied, and put his hand over the wound. Within seconds, the pain was gone, the wound fully healed. The soggy man was shocked.
“Hey, I wouldn’t mind joining you, if that’s ok. I’m kinda lonely here.â€, the friendly one said.
“Very well then, you may come in handy later on.â€
Narration for block D3:
Three men where walking around Rokulily’s bakery. One man wearing armor was gathering a large amount of goodies, eating some contentilly as he went. For wearing armor, he sure was quiet in it. The other man, who looked completely ordinary, started nibbling some pastries, but he turned a greenish colore for it made him sick, so he decided this wasn’t the food for him. He didn’t know why but he was feeling highly uncomfortable being here with the person in armor. The third man, if you can call him that, was busy fooling around with electrical wiring. He was tall, gangly, pale, and frail. He obviously never did any sports in his life.
“Careful where you put those, I don’t want you ruining the wall paperâ€, the man in armor said.
“How much longer is this going to take, I don’t feel like we are accomplishing much hereâ€, the ordinary man said.
“Almost done. All I have to do, is realign the doohiky to make it paralel with the thingamabob, so that the trajectory is equivalent with the vortice spanâ€.
The ordinary man, and the man in armor looked at each other, bewilderment written all over their faces. This awkward moment was interrupted by a knock on the door. The armored man opened it. In stepped a fourth man, this one was tall, muscular, scared, and armed. A force to be reckoned with for sure!
“Sorry I’m late, hurt myself on the way over here. Now, where is your computer.†The man in armor showed him the desktop, which the muscular man quickly began typing away at.
“I’m sure he could have done this at the fort.â€, the ordinary man said.
The frail man quickly replied, “No, he’s not one of us, so even though he intends to help, the boss doesn’t want him inside the fort. Security reasons. Article Z-36, volume omega, paragraph one hundred and eighty two clearly states…â€
“Ok, ok. I get it.â€
“This will only take a second guys. Thanks for helping me out.â€
“There, the quadantic valve is now reverberating with the frectink scanner.â€, the frail man declared.
“And that means?â€
“I’m doneâ€
“Ok then, we’ll just wait for this felloh here to finish up and…â€
“I smell someoneâ€, said the ordinary man. Everyone looked at him.
“Ummm, would you like to clarify what you are talking about before this becomes a dirty joke?â€
“Someone is coming, one who doesn’t belongâ€, he responded. Then the man in armor felt it. It was a presence so evil, and aura so defiled, it was indescribable, except for what I just said. He unsheathed his sword, and held forth his shield in a defensive stance. He could hold his own, but the frail man would need to be kept out of this if it turned messy. He couldn’t afford loosing him. As for the ordinary man who could apparently smell evil ppl, he was on his own. Him and the muscular one would have to fend for themselves.
The dim light that existed in Rokulily’s bakery disappeared completely when a shadow entered into the room.
“Ah, I see that tonight, my luck is beginning to turn. You have among you a being that I’ve been searching for. Kindly hand him over to me, or else I’ll destroy everything here!â€
“NEH THOU EVIL FIEND!!! I WILL PROTECT MY FRIENDS AND TO A LESSER EXTENT MY AQUAINTANCE FROM YOU AND YOUR WICKED PLANS!!!â€, the man in armor retorted.
“Who said it was a person? I said “beingâ€.†The group of people where confused at this point. However, this had given the muscular man enough time to pull out his night vision goggles. As he looked around the room, he saw the stranger standing close to the door, which was shut. He also noticed the ordinary looking man, slowly creeping up to the stranger from the side. How did he navigate his way around the tables and chairs without bumping into anything? However he was doing it, he was crouched now, ready to pounce his victim. He pulled out a sawedoff shotgun, just in case this man needed back up.
The ordinary man was fighting within himself. The moment he heard the strangers voice, he was over whelmed with rage. He knew not why, only that he had a strong feeling that this man was the cause of his condition. His first instincts where to blindly tear at him, but he knew he couldn’t do that, not in this state. He was much weaker than he was before, so he had to be careful. He navigated around the obsticules, for he could somehow see in the dark. He would pounce this man from the side and take him by surprise. 3…2..1…He lept with all his might.
The door opened, and the room was filled with light, and the smell of fish.
The stranger hissed and cowered as the light hurt his eyes.
The muscular man fired his shotgun wich was already targeted at the stranger, in response to the light hurting his eyes as well, because of the goggles.
“What are the odds of this happening!?!?â€, a very tiny, smelly man exclaimed.
“YOU!!!â€, shouted the stranger. He pointed his staff at the little man, and a bolt of dark energy shot forward. The little man, however, disappeared, then reappeared next to the ordinary man who isn’t so ordinary after all.
“This is where I…â€, the little man stopped. “I can’t remember what I’m supposed to do now.â€
“DIE!!!â€, the stranger bellowed. But the not so ordinary man was quicker.
“KELLESIN KALGER!!!â€, he roared. He swiped at the stranger. The stranger dodged. The man instantly swiped his hand backward, for he already anticipated this. Direct hit. The stranger flew across the room, crashing into the wall. The man looked at his hands. They where now twice their original size, covered in scales, and blood. But this, this felt normal.
“My luck hasn’t changed at all apparentlyâ€, the stranger said. And with that, he was enveloped by shadows, and disappeared.
Everyone looked at the man with claws, then to the small man beside him.
“I shall explain everything to you allâ€
But then, two more ppl entered the room.
“This is going to be a long night.â€, said the muscular man, who by this time had removed the goggles.
One of the new men was large. VERY large. And pointy. “I am the alpha, and the omega. In the beginning, there was me. In the end, there will still be me. And now, it is your end.â€
The other man lurked behind him. He wore a poncho and a stetson. “He…is…the king…â€, he stammered. “Unless…you know…you don’t think he is… But…he is.â€
The man with claws crouched down again, growling. But the small man intervened.
“NOT YET, YOU ARENT READY!!!†With that, he swished his wand, and him and the clawed man disappeared.
“Well now, it looks like it between you and me. You resemble that government official a lot you know. I’m pretty angry at him at the moment. But since he aint here, I’ll take my revenge on you!â€
The armored man grimaced. This was going to be tough. TOO LATE!!! The pointy man was already charging at him, with great speed! The large man swung a trident, dealing a direct blow on the man in armor. It was blocked by the shield, but there was so much force behind it, the man flew across the room, much like the stranger from earlier. While the spiny mans attention had been focused on the man in armor, the muscular man was able to pull out his smoke screen bombs. He threw them all over Rokulily’s Bakery, and in seconds, the smoke was everywhere. But then bullets began flying everywhere. Of course, there was still that second man to deal with, the one in the poncho. He grabbed the frail man and ran for the window, crashing through it. The man in armor took advantage of the smoke screen, and navigating through the room by memory, arrived at the back door, and retreated.
The pointy man however, wasn’t over yet. He rushed head first running into the wall, and breaking through it. Pain shot through his body, but the pain was his friend. However, once outside, he lost track of his victims. The man in the poncho managed to see the men busting through the window though, and was in pursuit. They where running to the gun shop. He smiled to himself. That was where him and his boss had just come from.
The muscular man put the frail man down in some bushes. “Whatever happnes, do not come looking for me, or else all I’ve been able to do so far will be for nothing.†And with that, he ran into the building. The man in the poncho entered soon afterward. “HAHA!!! I bet you didn’t expect all the guns to be gone, did ya!â€. His voice echoed, as their was no reply. He looked around. Was that man still in here? He felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned around,…*SLAM* He was knocked head over heals, his two revolvers flying from his hands. “Number one, when a man in pursuit of another man enters a room where he believes his victim to be, he should try and do so undetected. Your first mistake.†*KICK* The man in the poncho coughed up blood. “Number two, you should always know your environment, wich you obviously do, but you should also know your quarry, wich you do not. *CRUSH* The man in the poncho could feel his ribs crack, as the muscular man stepped down hard on him. “Three, there is only enough room in this town for one emotion guy.†With that, he pulled out his shotgun, and aimed. The man in the poncho laughed. “You don’t fight like the men from where I’m from, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fight back.†With that, he spat tobacco juice in the muscular mans face. “UGGGHHH!!! GROSS!!!â€, he yelled as he stumbled back.
The man in the poncho stood up, despite his terrible injuries. He decided to make a run for it. He was barely able to escape that man, and he didn’t think he would be able to do it again. The muscular man wiped his face, and looked around. The enemy was gone, but no problem. He had dna now. He regrouped with the frail man, and later, they found the man in armor. He was pretty beat up, close to death. The muscular man carried him back to the fort.
Since he didn't know where his follower or the enemies went, the pointy man began looking around.
"You know, I could help you kill them", a voice said. He looked around. He saw noone.
"Who are you, and why would you help me kill them?", he asked.
"Who I am doesn't matter right now, and its a simple answer. I like death, they have a person I want, and they are protecting him. We can work together to kill them, and I can get the person all to myself, and you can get your revenge. Think about it"
The spiny man walked back home, he had a lot to thing about.
Im going to explain my narrations. The parts that describe what they wear, are clues about their roles. There are many cases where a clue about a role can be seen as a clue about a persons avi. I just wanted to let you ppl know that the clue as to WHO it was, is mostly in conversations and actions. Most of this was just a story line. Hmmm, I think I over did it. :/ Those involved in the narrations, will get pq letting them know in more detail, what happened. Sorry it took so long, a LOT happened! And ppl where worried about it not being eventful :p
Uhg, I definately spent too much time in it. But like I said, a lot happened at Rokus place! THAT WAS COMPLETELY CRAZY!!! And the funny thing is, it could have been a lot worse! Two ppl almost died this night. The one in armor lived cause he was a bit more powerful thanks to the guild. Also, the Rager boss's attention wasn't focused on him very much, but the ppl he first saw. They would have all died, had it not been for the neutral that interfered. The Rager almost died, but he had an inner fire burning in him, thanks to his guild, and it was night time, giving evil ppl that extra edge.
It is now 1:30 in the morning. I'm suppossed to be going to the gym with a friend of mine at 7. -.- I certainly hope that voting isn't going to be this crazy! :p
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