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Psycho Power J Posted: 05-16-2003 , 07:16 PM

Still nothing here to see

Registered: Dec 2001
Location: Wouldn't you like to know

*puddle of lazy ooze slowly rises and forms into a person*

Must...maintain...cohesion...
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"How about this one?"

"Nah."

"This one?"

"Nope. Hey, what's that?" Yuffie points to an ugly-looking figurine. Jason picks it up and lets Yuffie take a closer look.

"It's a Reverse Doll," Jason replies.

"What does it do?"

"If something will fatally hit you, the doll will save your life by substituting itself in your place and taking the hit," Jason explains.

Yuffie unconsciously rubs her neck. She had too many close calls in the past fightings, including one that nearly made her literally lose her head. Those things just might come in handy, until she gets a Phoenix Materia to go with her Final Attack anyway.

"What do you want for them?" Yuffie asks.

"How about a materia bangle? I could use one." Jason offers.

"A bangle?" Yuffie thinks for a moment, then takes out a Carbon Bangle. Jason looks at it closely.

"This only has three slots." comments Jason.

"That because they offer a lot of protection." Yuffie counters. "And it's pretty rare and expensive. You can't easily find one of this, so you better take it."

Looking at the unremarkable bangle, Jason doubts that it's true. Still it's a bangle, and you could equip materia on it. Even though it's only has three slot, it's better than the nothing he has now. Jason consider her offer carefully.
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Yuffie is offering a Carbon Bangle for a Reverse Doll. She's also willing to trade a couple of Ethers for two more of these. Other offers are open as well.

Now on to the second part.
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"So, how about it Yuffie?" Jason asks. "Do you want to have the Love Materia?"

Does she want it? Of course she wants it! Knowing what it could do just adds to the thrill and makes her want it even more.

"Definitely!" Yuffie declares excitedly and reaches for the materia but is stopped when Jason grabs her hands.

"Hold on! I didn't say you could have it for free. What are you going to trade for it?" Jason asks.

"Oh, all right." Yuffie reaches for the Fire Materia on the ground.

"I want the Lightning Materia," Jason says.

"Aren't you picky?" Yuffie grumbles. But she picks up the Lightning Materia and hands it over to Jason.

"If that's all, then it's been nice doing business with you." Jason takes the Lightning Materia and start putting his things back inside the PERC.

Yuffie closes her eyes and puts her hand over the Love Materia. Then she stops short as her eyes pops open and an idea crosses her mind. Her mouth twists into a sly smile, and she takes hold of her Conformer. Using the flat of one of the Conformer's blades, she scoops up the materia, then turn towards Jason.

"Hey, Jason!" Yuffie calls out to him. When Jason turns to look, Yuffie swings the Conformer and sends the Love Materia flying towards him. She then dashes forward.

Jason sees the materia coming straight at him. On reflex, he catches the materia with one hand. Then he realizes what he's holding and his eyes widened.

"Oh, SHI-" Jason's voice catches in his throat as he gazes at the girl standing in front of him in whole different light. Now, he listens entranced as Yuffie begins to speak in a soft voice.

"Jason...there something...I've been wanting to say...to you..." Yuffie's voice trails off, and she looks down, appearing shy. Jason holds his breath as he waits in anticipation of what she'll say. There's a pause, then she blurts out the words, that he most want to hear, "I've...fallen in love with you!"

I've fallen in love with you! Jason's heart soars with joy as he words echo in his head I've fallen in love with you!

"And I love you!" Jason cries out. He tries to wrap his arms around her but found himself grasping nothing but air. Unbalanced, he stumbles forward a few steps before righting himself.

"If only that's true," sighs Yuffie melodramatically. She evaded Jason by stepping to the side. When Jason looks at her, he sees that she's now turned away from him.

"Wh-what do you mean?" Jason stammers, confused. "Of course it is!"

"You don't have to pretend!" Yuffie cries out. "I know that it's not me you care about! What you love... is your MATERIA!" Yuffie buries her face in her hands. Choking sobs are heard from her, the sounds of which cuts through Jason's heart.

"That's not true!" Jason denies. But Yuffie just shakes her head and continues to sob. For him, seeing Yuffie looking miserable is so unbearable, that tears starts well up in his eyes. Unable to stand the sight of her sadness, Jason decides to prove his feelings.

"Please don't cry!" pleads Jason. "Look! I'll show you it's not true." Jason then goes over to where he left his materia lying on the ground. Yuffie peeks at him through her hands amidst sobs to see what he going to do. Jason grabs his materia and goes back to Yuffie. He then offers them up to her.

"Here! You can have them." Jason holds out the materias. Yuffie perks up immediately.

"Really?" Yuffie asks eagerly. Jason nods his head with a smile on his face. The significance in the change of her tone is lost on the lovestruck guy. Yuffie reaches for the materias with a greedy gleam in her eyes.

"All right, that's enough!" Amethyst interrupts. He grabs Jason's arm and pries off the Love Materia to let it drop on the ground again. Jason blinks.

"Hey!" Jason jumps back and pulls his hand away as Yuffie tries to make a grab for his materia. He scowls as he realizes just what she tried to make him do. "Yuffie!"

"Damn!" Yuffie mutters and snaps her fingers. The people watching from the sidelines could only shake their heads in disbelief throughout the entire situation.

"That materia caused enough trouble," says Amethyst. "Either put it away or I'll take it."

"Oh, all right. I was so close too..." Yuffie grumbles under her breath. She reaches down and grabs the Love Materia. As soon as she touches the materia, it flashes with purple light. But it didn't stop there. It begins to glow brighter.

"What the-!?" All thoughts flies away as the materia sudden flares. Others cry out as Yuffie becomes enveloped in the light.



"Wow!"

Yuffie stares out of the back window of the gondolo in wonder at the golden lights that are all around. Everything seems to glow with life. As the gondola moves forward, cylinders of light appear, forming a path of two lines of lighting that are parallel to each other. The gondola passes between the lines of light, then the gondola rises high up into sky. Yuffie marvels at the view. Everything seems so tiny. She could see the people milling below, and the very top of the buildings. The gondola passes over the different areas of the Gold Saucer, from the dark hotel in Ghost Square, to the track in Speed Square where chocobos race, and over the Event Square as balloons float up. Yuffie gasps in amazement as balls of fire shoot up. The fireworks explodes into expanding streams of light, showering the sky in bright colors.

Yuffie admires the scenery for a while, then turns her head to look at the other occupant of the gondola. Cloud sits stoically with his arms crossed, leaning to one side as he looks out the side window. Yuffie gets off from kneeling on the seat as she was looking out the back window, putting a foot on the floor a swinging her other leg out of the seat. The momentum spins her around once, then she flops back to her seat.

A moment passes in silence. Yuffie suddenly gets on her feet, and she move over to Cloud. She leans over to give Cloud a kiss. Surprised, the spiky-haired blonde stares at her as she drops back to her seat. Another moment passes in silence.

"I just felt like doing that." Yuffie says as she rubs the back of her head in embarassment. "That's all."

Yuffie looks down, unable to meet Clouds eyes. Another silence stretches out.

Yuffie's face is red as she keeps her eyes on the floor. Then she notices the pair of boots that appear in front of her. Slowly, Yuffie looks up, stopping to look at the face of their owner. Another wave of warmth flushes her face as she sees that Cloud is gazing at her intently.

Cloud raises his hand to her face. He stops as Yuffie flinches at the slight touch. When she doesn't move away, he moves his hand closer and caresses her skin with his fingers. Yuffie closes her eyes and relaxes to his touch. Gradually, Cloud leans down, then he gives her a kiss.



Yuffie!




"Yuffie!"

Yuffie blinks a few times as she snaps out her daze. She looks about at the faces of the people around her who are looking with concern.

"Are you all right?" Alma ask worriedly. "There was a bright light, and for a moment, we thought something has happened to you."

"Huh? Uh, no. I'm fine," Yuffie answers absentmindedly. She stares down at the purple materia she's holding in her hand. Yuffie tries hard to remember what just happened, because for some reason, it made her feel very happy. However, like a dream, it remain elusive to her memory.

"I'm fine."
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*melts back into a puddle of lazy ooze*


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AsylumXKP Posted: 05-20-2003 , 10:10 PM

Junior Member

Registered: May 2003
Location: Germany

... Damn, this is the slowest Afterparty thread I've seen in RT/S history. Oh well, guess I'll go back to reading the past round archives.


Coming soon...
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Amethyst Posted: 05-21-2003 , 08:57 AM

Jellomancer

Registered: Feb 2003
Location:

No kidding it's slow, there's no time limit. I've got my ending all ready, and I'm just waiting on the day to end.

----

Amethyst pushed himself slowly to a standing position, working a small kink out of his neck.

"I should be going... Got a lot to think about..." He mumbled. The purple-robed mage glanced at Alma and smiled softly. "I hope everything works out for you. And I'm glad things didn't get out of control. These battlefields are typically... unsuited for one such as yourself, but I think everyone you've met has come away for the better."

Amethyst turned slowly and strode out of the circle of firelight. He heard Alma's voice cry out, "Gone-butty, Amethyst!" and paused in confusion until Jason spoke up. "Ah, I think the term is ganbatte, Alma..."

The mage wandered aimlessly, eventually winding up at a cave. A guard stood in front of it, doing his best not to appear roughed up. He extended one hand in a barring gesture.

"S-stop. Please tell me you don't want to go in there."

Amethyst shrugged. "That depends. What is that?"

"This is the cave of the past. Enter here and you will see your entire past, and possibly even further."

"Past... Could I enter if I wanted to?"

"Y-yes... There's probably not much I could do to stop you... Nor the guards at the other two caves, for that matter..."

The mage stood in thought for a moment. "No. No, I know enough of my past. My way lies before me, and little I see will change it."

The guard relaxed, and Amethyst smiled and turned away.

A short while later found him wandering the beach. A breeze blew in off the sea, ruffling his robes and drifting hair across his face every so often. The sounds of an approaching figure behind him brought the mage around. Elmdor walked slowly toward him, hair and cloak blowing in the intermittent breezes. He drew close to Amethyst and nodded.

"Amethyst."

"Elmdor."

The two continued down the beach, side by side. Strands of silver hair occasionally mingled with Amethyst's golden locks in the wind. Amethyst glanced down at the Marquis' waist and gestured at the broadsword that lay sheathed there.

"Is that..."

"Forever Sin." The samurai nodded and dropped one hand to the handle of the katana on his other hip. "And this, the legendary sword of blue flame, Chirijiraden."

Amethyst leaned over to get a look at the sword. "A style using both Eastern and Western swords... Hard to master, but hard to defend against." His hands unconsciously drifted to the hilts at his own waist.

"Indeed. Would you consider yourself a master?"

Amethyst shook his head. "Me? No. A friend of mine has much more skill in blades than I do. I know enough to stay alive if my magic fails me."

"Often, that is all one needs."

The wizard thought for a moment. "Were I more confident, I would challenge you. As it is, our strengths lie in different areas."

"The time for battle is practically over now. Currently, I am happy just to enjoy the sea breeze."

Amethyst nodded, and the two walked on in silence, the Silver Noble and the Purple Wizard, united in a simple pleasure.

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CarlyCheeese Posted: 05-21-2003 , 08:41 PM

Scarlet Rain Silence

Registered: Feb 2003
Location: Feudal Japan

quote:
Originally posted by AsylumXKP
... Damn, this is the slowest Afterparty thread I've seen in RT/S history. Oh well, guess I'll go back to reading the past round archives.


I swear I'll get to it someday.


[i]a lonely soul ____________________ moonlit skies
speaker of silence ________________ candlelit town
footsteps in the night _____________ eyes cast in gloom
utter reliance ____________________ a saddened frown

sweet serenity __________________ shielded by innocence
waits to be broken _______________ hidden by beauty
its mouth aghast ________________ the demon sleeps within
a demon hath spoken ____________ destroying naievte

~ hisame shizumaru, survivor x - oboeru mo ~[/i]
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AsylumXKP Posted: 05-21-2003 , 11:52 PM

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Registered: May 2003
Location: Germany

"The cave of the present." Conker said to himself at the entrance. Meanwhile Red Mage was finishing off a guard.

"So this is supposed to... What the hell are you doing?" Conker turned to see Red Mage looting the guard's corpse.

"What? Gotta get my XP somewhere! And look at this loot! I wonder why he needed to carry a 'Staff of Power' when he's a fighter though."

"Weird. Okay, have fun killing stuff, I'm going to check this out." Conker walked into the cave, and was suddenly surrounded by a bright light. Out of a smoking plume came an image of Conker, just standing there. Conker waited for somethign to happend but nothing did.

"Well this is a crock of shit." the two said. It then donned to him that he was in the cave of the present.

"Might've been easier if they just put a mirror in here instead." the two said, and left out of the cave. Red Mage was fighting more guards in the area, who kept "Respawning" and droping loot. Conker shrugged his shoulders and went into the 'Cave of the past'. Much like the last one, a bright light covered Conker.

"Hurry Conker! There are orcs abound here, and we'll never reach Rivendell at your slow rate!" The two figures were walking through the forest, Logolas carrying Conker by the hand.

Conker was now viewing a scene from round one of RTS, where he was with Logolas, the Nike endorsed ranger.

"'ey, yoo try runnin afta drinkin' all night long! Gimme a sec." Conker stopped for a breath of air, then violently puked off to the side.

"I'd carry you over my back, but with you puking every mile I'd rather not have... squirrel vomit on my backside." The two saw a ninja like figure run through the forest at a high speed. Logolas readied his bow, but the blue and red ninja was gone already.

"We must be wary..." Logolas looked left and right. Suddenly out of the bushes, an angry orc jumped out.

"RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" he screamed.

"Nol'tak, you moron, they other way!" another orc scolded.

"Oh. Me bad. RRAAAAAAAAA-- *THUNK!* --Argh. Me am dead." an arrow stuck out of the orc's head as Logolas nocked another arrow.

"Hide behind me! Or you shall face a death at the hands of these orcs!"

"Quit talkin' like a damn angsty person-tingy. I gots them porks taken care'f!" In a drunk motion, the squirrel pulled out a flamethrower, and waved it around spreading flames. The inebriated king spun around in circles, forcing Logolas to stay behind Conker. Soon all that was left were burning orc corpses, ash, and burning trees.

"So ummm, dude, there'ya have it!"

Logolas did nothing but stare at the burning trees with a tear in his eyes.

"Logo?"

"You burned... the forest! How could you! This is my environment! My... My... My--"

"Eh, cheer up logo-ono! I'll stop the fires!" Conker reached down and unzipped his fur pants. He reached in whipping out--

*SCENE DELETED*

"YOU DESECRATED THE TREES! YOU BURNED THE TREES DOWN AND URINATED ON THEIR ASHES!" Logolas was on his knees, sobbing.

Conker was minding his own buisness, "Finishing" on a smoking orc.

"Hey, the fire's gone right? You'know whatta mean? Plus I shaved us from dose snorks! Snorks? I meant bjorks! Yeah, that'sa what you called dem, right?"

Must not harm the animals... Must not harm the animals... Must not harm the animals... was all Logolas was thinking.

"Let's go to Rivendell..." Logolas said while grtting his teeth. The two marched on to the city of Rivendell.

"Rivendell, home of the elves. Let's take you to the healer, then to meet the ruler of the city, Elpond."

"Look at this sithead! Come on in Logolas, got another life partner, I mean, animal?" Another elf wearing a black beanie and long golden hair answered.

"Very funny Jaylon. This animal requires your urgency!"

"No problem man!" smiled Jaylon "I got just the mutha f@#%^ing cure! Nooch-herb!" Jaylin grabbed a pipe, and crammed it with the green herb. "This stuff is the shizzy-niiiiaaaat!" after placing the pipe in Conker's mouth, he lit the herb with a fire spell.

"Now we just let the magic work, and bickity-bam, no more sick squirrel!"

"Hey, this stuff is working pretty good! I'm sobering up! I... whoa..."

Music: Pink Floyd - Breath

After some freaky hallucinations Conker woke up.

"Wow, that did the trick! I'm hungry as hell though." Conker tried to get up to grab some food, but was bound to a chair.

"FUCK! Fucking backstabbing elves!"

Suddenly an older elf with brown/black hair came walking up behind Conker. Logolas was standing behind him.

"So, you were the one who burned down the forest?" he asked in a sinister voice.

"I did what?" Conker was confused.

Elpond turned to Logolas.

"Leave me with him. Now!" Logolas left the room, leaving Elpond and Conker alone. Elpond then sits down on a chair in front of Conker.

"Can you hear me Conker? I'm going to be honest with you. I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you want to call it, I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it."

Conker stares at Elpond in confusion. Elpond wipes a bit of sweat from Conker's forehead and places his finger underneath Conker's nose.

"Repulsive, isn't it?"

Elpond then takes both of his hands and squeezes Conker's head. "I must get out of here, I must get free. In this mind is the key. My key. Once Rivendell is destroyed, there is no need for me to be here. Do you understand? I need the codes. I have to get inside Rivendell. You have to tell me how. You are going to tell me or you are going to die."

Conker's face was blue, with his eyes closed shut. Elpond got up, shook his fist and walked away.

"You disappoint me, Mister Squirrel." He left leaving Conker alone.

"Umm hello? I got the munchies, anyone got some tacos? Or enchiladas? Or burgers? Or fries? Or nachos? Or Funions? Or a whole pizza? Or..."

With that the light vanished. Conker simply walked out.

"Oh great. My past just turned out to be 'Best of...' scenes, like they do in all those cartoons." Conker then saw Red Mage fighting even more guards, using MMORPG tactics like kiting.

"Hey Conker, can you tank?"

"What?"

"Nevermind, I got it. More XP solo anyways."

"Okay... I'm going into the cave of future now..." And so he did... But what he sees in the cave of the future will be revealed... In the future.


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San_Draco Posted: 05-22-2003 , 01:05 AM

El Bruje Sale

Registered: Feb 2003
Location: The realm between the worlds...

In which Draco excuses himself...

Er... see, here's the problem. I don't know if this is going to be the epilogue thread thingie, or if Kyo's going to make another one. See, I don't want to go through the pain of posting an epilogue if I'll just have to put it through again.

...that, and Shang Tsung isn't one for much partying, ya know? But yeah, that's my defense, and I'll merrily run away now. Yeah...


"Your soul is mine!"
-Shang Tsung

It was fun, and I enjoyed myself. But, it's time for me to go now.
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The Damned Posted: 05-23-2003 , 01:47 AM

Unorthodox Uber-Bitch

Registered: Oct 2002
Location: Where you are not.

In which Damnation delays again...

I think that I will finally be able to write something on the weekends since I have Monday off. I might be able to write something tomorrow even, not that anyone should count on it though.

However, since I have been trying to catch up on my comic book reading, and am gearing up for a possible FFT fanfic or the actual continuing of my "Crystal Dark" fanfic, I'm not sure when. Monday by the latest.


If the good die young, then I'm effectively immortal.

"Life isn't one damned thing after another. It's same damn thing again and again."
- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Opposite attract only because men are sluts and women are whores. Thus the equation balances out.
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DarkBlade77 Posted: 05-23-2003 , 02:12 AM

Ratio 4 Vanessa Abuser

Registered: May 2001
Location: Secret Boss Stage #1

This is the epilogue thread.

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Psycho Power J Posted: 05-24-2003 , 03:05 AM

Still nothing here to see

Registered: Dec 2001
Location: Wouldn't you like to know

*in lazy ooze form*

Aaah, finally got around to editing my post. Having to retype the whole thing twice didn't help in speeding things up either.

I'll probably come up with another story post between here and my finishing post at the end of the Afterparty. But for now, I'm sleepy...

*oozes over to bed*

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Dry31 Posted: 05-24-2003 , 04:15 AM

Judge/Jury/Executioner

Registered: Feb 2003
Location:

Testament continued to wander the shores of the volcanic isle. The question that filled his mind could be reduced to three simple words: "Heaven or Hell?"

He had the power of a god in his hands; with power like that, he could do just about anything. He could travel between worlds; that much had been implied by Daisetsu's speech. He could probably, if he wanted to, return home and kill every human on Earth, as a vengeful incarnation of death. Or he could act to guide and protect the species. Or he could do nothing with his power, and simply go back and protect the Grove as he had been. The options were many.

"Testament-sama..."

The black-clad Gear looked up, jarred out of his thoughts as Zio spoke. The succubus was, as usual, perched on her scythe, hovering over Testament's head.

"Yes, Zio?"

"Perhaps, if you're having trouble deciding what to do, you should ask others about what governs their actions? Maybe if you hear how they decide what they do, you can decide what choice you should take..."

Testament thought about that for a moment; then he started to smile.

"That is a good idea indeed, Zio. In fact...I know just where to start."

And with that, both Testament and Zio were gone from the abandoned stretch of beach, only the set of footprints in the sand giving any evidence that anyone was here...

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Curley W Posted: 05-25-2003 , 08:15 PM

Basic Lurker

Registered: Feb 2003
Location:

Heh. Sorry I haven't posted anything yet. I was half waiting for Psycho Power to finish editing his post. Not to mention that a friend recently let me borrow his copy of Xenosaga.

Anyway, I'll start writing something soon hopefully. Or play more XS. Whichever dominates my mind more. :E

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San_Draco Posted: 05-26-2003 , 06:52 PM

El Bruje Sale

Registered: Feb 2003
Location: The realm between the worlds...

In which Shang Tsung returns to his own realm...

Shang Tsung looked over the whole of the town from his position on the top of a ferris wheel. The entire town seemed to be glowing brightly, and from his position, the sorcerer felt that he could almost grasp it... It was just a little beyond his reach...

He slowly shook his head. No... that won't work... I must return to my own realm, and prepare for the invasion of Earthrealm. This farce... What has it accomplished for me? What have I gained?

A few more souls, maybe, and knowledge of places far beyond my own realm. But they are so heavily defended that I doubt I shall be able to conquer them on my own, even with the help of the Dragon King's army.


With a lurch, the ride came to an end, and Shang Tsung strode into the crowd, Li Mei at his side. Very few of the masqueraders seemed to notice the pair, and indeed, the sorcerer walked seemingly effortlessly through the congested streets, as though he was ethereal.

With a derisive chuckle, he motioned to Li Mei. "What of you? What were you like in your formal life?"

The skeleton merely stood at attention, and said nothing. After a brief moment of silence, the sorcerer turned to all of the gathered people, some of which he had fought before.

Mal'Ganis... Testament... Ky Kiske... Sol Badguy... Kalten... So many opponents, none of them remained true for any length of time. I bid you farewell, but not good bye. Oh no. My own realm is only the first step. I shall see you soon... And this time, there will be no rules, no 'lords,' nothing save raw power and technique.

The sorcerer pulled out the amulet he had 'borrowed' from Quan Chi, and rubbed its smooth surface. "Take me back. Get me out of here."

The portal opened, and Shang Tsung was never again seen in the lands of the An'Ven...

[OOC]And that's it! Thank you, sponsors, for interacting with me and making this such a fun tournament. *nods* Thank you, and good night.[/OOC]


"Your soul is mine!"
-Shang Tsung

It was fun, and I enjoyed myself. But, it's time for me to go now.
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Amethyst Posted: 05-28-2003 , 07:54 PM

Jellomancer

Registered: Feb 2003
Location:

All right, here we go. This only concerns Amethyst's arrival back home, so if anyone still wants to interact with him (HA! Like that's real likely. ), you can.

Note that this outro contains a whole lot of characterization of NPCs, a whole lot of plot that many of you already know, and an ending painstakingly transcribed directly from the TV screen. It didn't seem fair to write it any other way. No matter how it's broken, the story goes on. "Which is why it's so hard to get death du jour off your menu today, Eike..."

---

"Where do you think they went?"

Fuse glanced over at Emelia and shrugged. The entire party had made their way into the statue in an effort to get out of the rain. They were currently lounged about around a small fire burning near one of the pillars.

Gen aimed a kick at one of the columns. "Well, we can't very well continue without them. They're the only ones that really know where we're going."

T260'2 photoreceptors swiveled to cover Gen. "Forecasting node shows 50.0 percent chance subjects are no longer in this temporo-spatial reality plane. Possible causes include termination of biological support functions, spontaneous dimensional travel, or planeshifting anomolous bioform confluence for purposes of sifting said bioforms."

"...In English, please?"

Dr. Nusakan glanced up from poking the Poring with a small detector-type instrument. "If I understand him correctly, then Blue and Rouge are probably not in this world anymore. They could be dead, travelling on their own, or caught up in another tournament."

"*bzzt* That is what I said."

Silence shrugged, tapped his watch, then lay down and closed his eyes. After a few moments, a light snore rose from the Mystic's body. Mesarthim laughed, a sound akin to water cascading off a series of bells.

"Milord Silence has the right idea. We should relax and wait."

Gen growled and sank down next to the fire, poking a few of the pieces of wood closer together. "I hate waiting."

Suddenly, there was a "whamf" of displaced air, causing the fire to flicker and gutter. Everyone in the room leaped up, weapons trained on...

A violet-robed figure, arms raised to the sky. He opened his mouth and spake as a dragon, "I AM!"

Gen flicked one sword at the stranger quickly. "Yeah, yeah... Who you am, buddy..." It seemed everybody recognized him at once.

"Amethyst?"

Amethyst lowered his arms and smiled. "That's us." He looked around. "How long were we gone?"

T260 whirred gently. "24 hours, 12 minutes, 32.4 seconds on my mark. Mark."

"One day... As he said..." He sat down against a pillar. "These tournaments are doing some weird dances around space-time... A week takes alternately 5 seconds, 20 seconds plus a hundred and fifty feet, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, or a day..." He shook his head and closed his eyes. "I'm a bit disoriented right now... Our mind's viewing time in two different ways." After a moment, he opened his eyes again and spoke calmly.

"So." He looked around. "What happened to the corpses?"

"Chucked 'em outside."

Amethyst nodded. "All right. Before we left, the archmage said we... I... had been destined from birth to fight the legions of Hell. This was why we were split into the twins. One child, one soul, two bodies. But the region... no, probably the world... only had a chance if we were one. Our working together and not trying to mercilessly slaughter one or the other of us kinda threw a kink in those plans."

"Wait." Fuse looked puzzled. "If you were one?"

"When one of us defeated the other, the loser's soul would be absorbed into the winner's body, thus making us whole and complete. This is probably why we've been merged in the tournaments. Not to mention the merger would give us complete command of practically every single spell in the world."

Nusakan chuckled. "The exception being the blood-borne power of the Mystic, correct?"

"Correct. Rouge was able to obtain the basic teachings, but only at the cost of his own Realm magic. Short of a blood transfusion, there is no way for us to truly become a Gifted master of Mystic magic."

He paused for a moment, then continued. "Anyway, this tournament could not have come along at a better time. Through the specific circumstances of this one, we were sent back combined, as you can see. My power has also increased."

"There's another benefit, too." Gen remarked.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, you don't finish each other's sentences anymore!"

Amethyst looked a bit gruff for a moment, then smiled. "All right. We... I... have to go down to Hell. I wouldn't ask you all unless I thought I would need the help. Will you come with me?"

As should be expected, ten minutes later found every last one of the party standing at the base of the statue of the three goddesses. Amethyst led the way slowly through the misty, dripping ruins.

"The destruction is getting worse. We must be getting close to the portal."

Rounding a corner, they came to an area where every building had been flattened. In the center, a ring of figures lay on the ground, each with one arm outstretched toward the center of the circle, where a pit of foggy vapor writhed. A low chant rose up from the prone figures, and a flickering golden dome was being projected over the roiling vapor. As they watched, the chant faltered, and the dome flickered and went out. Amethyst gasped and rushed forward, arm outthrust.

"Take my blood to feed your lives... Sacrifice!"

Surrounded in a coruscating cocoon of energy, Amethyst felt a portion of his life energy being torn from his body. The rest of the party watched as crackling yellow-green mist surrounded each of the figures of the circle. The mages struggled to one knee, their chants resuming and rising in volume, the barrier snapping back into place, golden and nearly opaque. Amethyst, however, dropped to his own knees and skidded the rest of the way to the dome, which he nearly collapsed against, breathing hard. The nearest mage, clad in the robe of a journeyman, turned to him.

"You've given us strength to go on. We can keep this barrier in place for a few more days at least now. Thank you."

Amethyst panted, then looked at the pool of vapor. "Can I get to hell from here?"

"You're going to fight the demons? Are you the last magician?"

"Yes, I am."

"You must be Blue or Rouge... There's still hope for the kingdom. I must warn you, once you enter, you can't get out until you beat the last demon. And don't use Gate Magic there. You'll be cast away into the eternal oblivion."

Slowly, Amethyst nodded. "I'm ready."

"The kingdom's relying on you. We'll try to send as much help as we can."

Amethyst gestured his companions forward, and one by one they proceeded through the barrier, stepping into the pool of cloud and fading from view. Finally, Amethyst stepped through the barrier himself. Taking one last look at the shattered ruins of his home region, he stepped into the fog.

From behind him, he heard the journeyman say, "So, you're the real..." as the world faded around him.


Nothing up my sleeve... Presto! *jiggle*
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Dry31 Posted: 05-29-2003 , 05:08 AM

Judge/Jury/Executioner

Registered: Feb 2003
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For one with the power of a god, finding the recent combatants wasn't hard; they stood out like embers of fire glowing against a moonless night. With a single thought (shadow shifting no longer required the absolute concentration it had previously demanded), he shifted towards one...

He found himself in a rocky, forested area a considerable distance inland, standing atop a ridge made out of grayish stone and greenish brown moss. Testament looked down at the fighter below...and saw what looked to be a demon. Taller than an ordinary man, it had leathery wings, horns, a gruesome visage no mother could love, and an aura that would probably make the very grass burn and die beneath his hooves, were it unchecked. Testament reached out, scanning the psychic ambience around him; as he did so, the demon's name rose in his mind - "Mal'ganis the Desecrator". He remembered seeing this one several times, when they first arrived at each new location, though he had never really met him before. That was no doubt fortunate for him; Testament's noted dislike for soul-stealers would have placed him rather high on his list of people to kill. But at the moment, Testament had resolved to stay his blade. The menacing demon drew nearer, as of yet unaware of Testament's presence; but he wasted no time in revealing himself. With a swift movement, he leapt down from the tree, landing several feet in front of him, blood-hued scythe in hand. He rose to his feet; the demonic figure stopped in its tracks, crimson eyes registering a trace of rather cold surprise, along with an analytical glance.

"You are Mal'ganis the Desecrator, correct?"

The demonic figure paused for an instant before answering, considering the facts; including Testament's dislike of soul-stealers. He almost grimaced; this day seemed to be turning sour rather quickly.

"Yes, I am Mal'ganis. And you are Testament, from the Arena. Tell me though; what brings you to this place?"

This time it is Testament who pauses, thinking how to phrase what he says next.

"I came to ask a question of you. I wish to know...why do you fight?"

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Wayne Posted: 05-29-2003 , 11:32 AM

The Night Beckons...

Registered: Feb 2003
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Thanks, Dry. Something to write while I'm trying to get my conclusion to behave....

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Mal'Ganis straightened himself, towering perhaps a foot over the... well, it would be inaccurate to call him a mortal now.

The Dreadlord telekinetically ripped a slab of rock from the craggy ground below and lowered it behind Testament. "Please, sit. I... apologize... for not having anything better for you."

The new immortal smirked, recognizing the stark difference between Mal'Ganis's words and his tone. "I will stand, thank you. Will you answer my question?"

The demon at first ignored him, spreading back his wings and resting on the mentally-hewn "chair" that mirrored the one he had carved for Testament. "You've become quite the splendid new demigod, have you not? Hard to believe those you were crossing blades with as equals merely days before are now pawns infinitely below you."

"Hard to believe." the gear replied evenly.

"Is that what you fought for, Testament? Power? Revenge? Your soul still burns within you, I can sense that... although it has been assuaged now." He waved a clawed hand idly. "Don't tell me the battle against the 'Void' was sufficient for your appetite."

The dark man gave the slightest smile. "I learned some things throughout all of this. And...."

Mal'Ganis nodded. "Knowledge. Power. Perhaps the two things mortals crave most, besides other mortals, hah. So you have now what most of your kind could only dream of."

Testament slowly nodded. The demon frowned, narrowing his eyes. "So you have some idea of why I risked my immortal existence at times. I will likely be destroyed when I go back, since I lack... well, I lacked at one time, I am unsure now... the power to kill those who wish to kill me. Doesn't it sound familiar... Gear?"

His dark eyes narrowed. "It does."

The demon stood, slowly circling around to the back of his stone recliner. "...revenge? Simply pre-emptive murder? Strike down the fools before they kill you... as you know they will try to do? I have already died once. I doubt I would be able to return again... the Legion has taken a much more active interest in my fate than most."

"So you needed the power to... what? No one can empty Hell." There was an unspoken Except me... maybe... in what the gear had said.

"No, I'm afraid it's quite impossible. For you, for Daisetsu, for this entire group combined. There are simply too many, and the fighting is never on even terms... no, no I only need to be powerful enough to burn the strongest demon away. The challenge will be getting to him. I do not believe Kil'Jaeden is nearly as strong as he is cunning... I am called a Desecrater for a reason, you know," he added, voice low; "...although that title is soon to be replaced. Kil'Jaeden is called the Deceiver. Even your mind should have no difficulty discerning what he is."

"...so you were fighting for power, too." I see.

The Dreadlord smirked. "Ah, ah... not entirely. Nathrezim are wise, especially the older ones... and I have lived for millenia. There is usually another way. And then I realized that by consuming souls of the vanquished I could still get the power that refused to come to me on its own. So I plotted... first to conquer Jun, then to betray Kalten, then next Dorrin and finally the arrogant mortal swordsman himself."

Testament raised an eyebrow, as though completely unsurprised by the impromptu comment. "But that obviously didn't work."

"Obviously. I found myself unable to kill Jun when I had the chance. And Kalten... well, you can never trust a mortal to handle those things correctly, especially when they're under duress, time constraints, whatnot." He shrugged. "It did not really slow me down. I had won enough souls and..." he glanced down, just slightly; at the gear. "...and a contingency. Formidable your powers may be, demigod... I have quite a history of hiding my will from even the most determined eyes."

The man only nodded in reply, gesturing for Mal'Ganis to continue.

"...there is still time. But... well, in short, I fought because on the one hand, it amused me. The bleeding, dying, crying of mortals... I am a demon, gear! Such things cannot help but make me smile. I fought because I had to. I only survive by preying on the weak... I am Nathrezim. We are as much vampires as we are demons. And I... as I told someone... dear... to me, cannot change what I am. And finally, I fought because there was no other way. And I will fight many more battles before I can finally have peace... either on my own, or in oblivion."

Mal'Ganis glanced sidelong at Testament, who was simply staring; absorbing all of this. "...so. What about you?"


[font=times new roman]"As you can see, your people are now mine. I will now turn this city, household by household, until the flame of Life has been snuffed out... forever." - Mal'Ganis[/font]
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