Melting Pot RPG - Chapter 1 - Dark Sunlight

[Legolas]

Originally posted by /)eathKiller: Being called "young man" by a person who appeared younger than he was, bryan had to first adjust to the fact that he was standing before a mastermind at combat...

Ah well, you got it right later on [img]tongue.gif[/img]
's an interesting story you're writing there [img]graemlins/thumbsup.gif[/img] ... but I think I might just have to change Bryth's name to Sir Robin or something...

[/)eathKiller]

yes well i'd still like some more people in it... 3 just seems so... FInal Fantasy One-ish... [img]tongue.gif[/img]

I'm ready and willing to stick in my own character if i have to! but remember, any NPCs from here on in will be killed off before introducing themselves

So PLEASE I BEG of you people! just SIGN UP! or else i might have to make a character BASED on you and kill them off! [img]tongue.gif[/img]

[Morgan_Corbesant]

keep in mine that i tend to use my longsword, and not my daggers much deathkiller. i will use daggers to throw, but use martial arts as a last resort. i prefer my longsword and spells, since i AM a fighter/mage. heh, just my two gold pieces.

[/)eathKiller]

oh i know, but they were JUST mere wolfweres anyway...

Besides, that one wolfwere was challanging you to punch him [img]tongue.gif[/img] Don't worry, form here on in you'll be using that trust blade of yours, besides, it's not like you'll just have the items on your backs either... eventually you'll gain stuff [img]tongue.gif[/img]

ps: What do you think of the new title?

as for the misprint... uh... get used to it? the power was out, I couldn't see the keyboard in the dark and I was forcing myself to stay up past 11:00 pm without (i repeat WITHOUT) caffiene...

and now since 11:00 is rolling around again it's time for the next part...

Trudging onward past the forest path the three warriors found themselves situated in a vast and open clearing. the narrow forest path suddenly blossomed into a vast clearing, at the sides of the clearing rested many asorted buildings which appeared unnocupied from a distance. Upon closer inspection the smell of fresh food cooking upon a stove reached Byrth's nostrills. He licked his lips and turned toward the group... "now I know we fetched a few pinchings off of those wolves back there... I don't see what's so wrong with spending it on a bite to eat..." He realized quickly that his companions didn't need convincing. They too had trasnfixed gaping looks of hunger on their faces as they began to walk like zombies toward the eluding odor. They then came to rest outside of a small bakery which was labeled "A BAKERY"...

"So shall we go in?"

"I don't see what's holding us back..."

All three Quickly Obliged to press open the door at once and they were greated with the sight of freshly cooked bread, and asorted meats rotating across an indoor flame. The establishment looked quite homey, while also remaining professional. Without hessitation meals were called to order but it was soon realized that noone was present to accept any requests...

"um... guys... don't you think that this is a little strange," Skye interupted, "that there is noone in sight and yet food seems to be left cooking..."

it was then that a creaking sound shook the party into turning towards its direction. An old woman wearing a bonnet looked up from a cellar beneath the floor at the "guests" she didn't hesitate to begin speaking in a whispered tone. "QUICKLY CHILDREN! You must hurry into the basement as soon as you can lest you be consumed as well!"

"Consumed... by what?"

"'Tis the Souless Harvest, they always come by this time of year to slay any non-belivers of the dark Gods... they'll kill you too! So many of them there are, ye best come down here or flee for your lives..."

"But hey we were interested in this food you had-"

"Food nothing! 'Tis already lost to them! We hope that they accept these gifts and simply pass us by without giving us any trouble..."

"but What are these things exactly that you're so afraid of!"

"Aye! They be creatures so vile ya cant even throw a stick at em without it being burnt by purple fire..."

"It's not fire..." A dark voice boomed... the Lid to the trapdoor shut instantly upon the voice speaking up. The three warriors turned around and viewed what at first appeared to be a hovering skeleton, but it bore a dark spear and was holding himslef up with a dark purple cloud of mist... "It's poisonouse gas..." the creature then finished its scentence after a moment's delay...

"NOW WHO MIGHT YOU BE? Intruding upon my property..."

"we are travelers... we don't want to meddle in anyone's affairs, but we have come to investigate some strange happenings in these parts..."

"Strange eh? Like looking for a cave lined with Human skulls strange?"

"how did you know that..." morgan violently questioned.

"HE's PSIONIC!" Skye answered

"that's right ilttle lady... and perhaps you might be too?"

"No... Not really" she said slowly backing off.

"hmmm well then perhaps you'd like to have your feelings for this pathetic excuse for a bard over here read aloud..."

"HEY!" Byrth errupted "Excuse me buddy but you're messing wtih the wrong bard!"

"...oh really" the skeletal creature suddenly reached out a boney hand and clenched the bard's throat, lifting him into the air... "for a man with legs you sure are easy to not be standing on them, now aren't ya... nothing but skin and bones..."

"you sure as hell are one to talk" the bard said through gritted teeth.

"LET HIM GO!" Skye shreiked, throwing a blade at the legless hovering skeleton. It simply passed straight through him, bone and all.

"you're not just any undead creature, you're a spirit... and that means you serve the Myrkridian Flesh Eaters!"

"HAH! Those bufoons! you think that I, a souless one, dare to even cound myself within their number... the armies of the dark have a MUCH more complicated sociotey than you think... wait a minute... I know you... You're... WHY YOU'RE.... YOU BASTARD YOU KILLED MY LITTLE BROTHER WHILE HE WAS STILL ALIVE!"

"I what?"

"THE GREAT NECROMANCER BELLDANDY!"

"....that tripe?"

"AAARRG! I'LL CRUSH YOU HERE AND NOW!"

The soulless flung Bryth into Morgan and they both hit the ground. "UGHN"

He then unseithed a poison tipped black spear, which was about to strike through the two like a shishkabob, but that was when morgan unleashed a sunscortch ray from his hand that came up from the ground and struck the dark creature from underneath...

"MY ARMIES SHALL EVENGE ME!!!" the creature said disaperating into purple mist and floating out the door.

Nabbing a drumstick Morgan took a hunk out with his clenched teeth and said while chewing "Food shouldn't be wasteed on the dead..."

Suddenly the trapdoor oppened and nearly 15 people came pooring out of it and into the store...

"OUR HEROES!" they exclaimed "you can have anything you want out of this market anything!"

"um guys, not to burst your bubble or anything but he didn't just evaporate into non-existance... he drifted out the door... and it looks like he's going to call for some reinfoce-"

The door suddenly swung open and shattered against the wall before Skye could finish her scentence.

"KILL THEM!" a dark voice exclaimed, the daylight shining in through the door made silouetes of many creatures which seemed to constantly poor out of the door into the small room, blades began to fly through the air as more and more floating skeletons slid in through the walls.

"DAMN PHANTOMS!" Byth called out, realising his weapons were useless... "HOLY LIGHT OF FALIS GUIDE MY ARROW!"

"wow you can really do that level 8 spell?" Skye said to Byrth...

"well um no not really but it was worth a try..."

*sweatdrops for all the villiagers*

Suddenly random lights burst out of the bard's fingers and ignited several of hte phantoms, forcing them to slip back through the walls.

"Use whatever spells you have!" Corbesant ordered.

And so with a few magic missiles, some more sun scortches, and an occasional fireball, the creatures were forecd out into the open, there, in broad daylight they were more susceptable to blade damage, and even some of the townspeople kicked in, stabbing with whatever they could lay their hands on. It seemed Corbesant had started yet another revolution of the people, driving the smokey creatures out of the town they hooted and hollared, and a celebration was held in the three warriors' honor.

They dined and feasted until night fell and then were granted free home and board... in a place rightly dubbed "A INN"

"shouldn't it be 'AN INN?'" "as long as its gotta' bed i don't care what they call it!" "here here!"

meanwhile the returning souless had made their way back to the heart of dark territory...

------------------------

"Sire... we have some souless here to see you..."

"is that so? then let them in... ah, the elder brother of belldandy, hast though a report?"

"yes sire... we rampaged the town of "A TOWN" today...

"and what were the results of the savage molestation of yet another innocent living quarters..."

"Corbesant was there, he rallied the whole town to come after us..."

"DARNIT HIM AGAIN! He's to the north, he's to the south... I WANT THIS CORBESANT"S HEAD ON A PLATTER!"

"Now he apparently has two travling companions, they both are bards... one is actually a female blade-bard..."

"and how did they test in battle?"

"Their magic was the STRONGEST we have seen for combat EVER... one even tried creating a level 8 spell that turned into a blasting color spray that left 3 of our number dead!"

"You say... well then, if he thinks that having some magical freinds will protect him further... he is wrong... i'm going to hire a special individual for this matter..."

"who would dare to go on such a daunting task?"

"why none other... than the one who'se name is unpronouncable!"

"you mean..."

"yes... him..."

"but Sir... given the right ammoutn of troops I could easily defeat Corbesant... really..."

"too expensive... your request has been denied... ALONG WITH YOUR EXISTANCE!"

"NOOO!!" The creature exploded into purple dust which quickly landed onto a red carpet...

"Slave... You there...wipe this trash off of my floor!"

A man who'se skin had mostly rotted to bone but had unfailing endurance cast on him limped over to the pile of dust and with every fabric of his being began to painstakingly pick up every speck of purple dust, one at a time, and put it into a sack...

--------------------------

JUST WHO Is this person who is so vile that their name not be mentioned? Will anyone else join up with this pary of three before an actual conflict errupts? How come only the townspeople seemed to get EXP for that fight? And What's with all the -----s ? FIND OUT ANSWERS TO ALL THESE QUESTIONS AND MORE on the NEXT EPISODE OF:

The Hodge-Podge Melting Pot EXP Fest RPG!

SAME BAT TIME!
SAME PHAT PHORUM!

[ 06-29-2002, 10:35 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]

[Skydracgrrl]

OOC- hehehe, you've been doing a great job since I've been gone. ^__^ :highfives the DM: ^^ I was able to access the internet for a bit in China so I may be able to access it for awhile. I wouldnt press my luck though.. -.-
IC- While the others feasted, Skye was in her room in "A INN". Taking the remains of her shirt off, she checked her arm with a grimace. "Drat, poison," she muttered to herself as she looked at the now purplish bloody gashes on her arm. Casting a healing spell, she was able to heal the gaping wounds, but the purplish marks wouldn't fade. "Poison.. stronger than my healing spell? This isn't good.." she thought to herself worriedly.
OOC- Belldandy, eh? And I thought that name worked only for girls.. anime fan, are ya? ^^

[/)eathKiller]

lol hehe..... you never know... and yes im an Otaku...

as for the next part of the plot, you all can RP yourselves a little if you want im waiting for someone else to appear. feel free to state your own happening while in A TOWN

[Morgan_Corbesant]

while in the town, Morgan decided to look for some of the towns "sights". "going to the pub is the best bet" morgan thought to himself. "that is were i might find me some action; maybe i can buy that cute blade-bard a bhaalor ale".

[Skydracgrrl]

OOC- bwahahahaha, otakus rock! ^^ (one myself)
IC- Skye stumbled out of her room, clutching her arm. Looking around furtively to make sure no one had noticed, she slipped outside. Looking at the shop signs, she thought to herself worriedly "I better find some cure soon, before I'm still able to control the poison from spreading." Spotting an old looking shop that had some unusual herbs and medicines in the window, she went in, the rusty door closing behind her with a creak.
OOC- Yea, you can dm from here if you want /)eathKiller. ^^ I don't plan on killing my character off though any time soon, seeing as how much in demand she is.

[/)eathKiller]

The insideouse scents of courpses ripping, tearing peices of flesh, almost echoing in stench across the plians, past the valleys of darkness and deep into the territories of the undead there rested by the sea a small fortitude of little defense, rested inside of a tower viewing through a large window at the raging torrent sat the figure who'se name should not be mentioned. He placed a pale and cold hand upon the armrest of his chair and uncomfortably squeezed it. There was something bad in the air. Crumbling the stone in his hand, the figure stood up, a dark tail swung through the air around him, to and fro. He crossed his arms and continued to look upon the torrent in concentration, his face masked in shadow.

And then a knock...

it rang throguh the dark stone halls and seemed to have a shockwave effect. as air rushed through the dark recess an unseen force shattered the great glass windows and caused peices of glass shards to crash into the surrounding torrential ocean. The pale figure kracked his knuckles, again the sounds caused eruptions of invisible energy to flow through the emty dark room, light from the moon began to pour in after the clouds parted, exposing an eternally full moon. Large stone pillars dividing a vast space of nothing but stone glittered with simplicity and solidness, a single chair with a pale figure with red eyes stood int he darkness, the energy caused the pillars to crumble and topple, the ceiling began to cave in around the individuals, finally a large chunk of the ceiling fell down and stuck an invisible feild eminating around the indiviual, it quickly shattered around him and began to spiral as if it had been caught in a wirlwind. It then began to colide with other pillars and more peices of granite and stone and soon the entire building had collapsed and was now violently erupting about in a mighty whirlwind around the figure who remained unblinking and staring out at the water, finally he looked down toward the ground and closed his eyes, the masses exploded into a fine powder whick abruptly dispursed, exposing a fairly frightened individual who had knocked at the door.

[/)eathKiller]

"um..." the messenger said with a squeak in his voice. his throat lump after having witnessed the building around him litterally dissapear into thin air.

"OUT WITH IT!" the figure demanded in a booming voice. The surrounding mounttains shook and some weaker ones even caved in and imploded.

"IWASWONDERINGIFYOUCOULDBEGRANTEDWITHTHE
PRESCENCEOFMEETINGSIRELORDCHAOSWITHINAFEWDAYS!!!!"

The frightened messenger said as quickly as the words could escape his mouth due to fear...

"...well then... I shall speak to him personally..." the voice muttered a little less violently...

"But umm im a very good runner... i can tell him for you..."

"if you know what you're doing you had best run from HERE as fast as your feet can take you, and do not stop running until you reach the land where daylight is eternal..."

"...but... But mister..."

"ON WITH YOU! FLEE!"

"YESSIR!"

The runner took off and headed for the hills just as instructed...

the pale entity muttered to himself and turned east, toward the place where Lord Chaos and his armies of undead were waiting in rest to take over the world...

"..."

An eerie silence set in... and within a second of the figure having stood there erupted the sound of thunder which was quickly followed by a cloud of smoke where the figure had stood, close to the ground, as it fadded into mist and then into the air the presence of two large and deep footprints, more like craters, came to be noticable in the moonlight.

music of an odd type began to pour over the still setting, reflecting the situation. Up in the sky passing through the stratosphere was the entity who'se name was called unmentionable, he held no single class, nor any known level. He was mostly secretive, deep inside rested the soul of a figure who seaked only peice, but could only recieve such peace through war. the burning heart of a hero who should have been now rested in a man who'se alliance was Chaotic Neutral. he held no side, and cared not for the world. People were best left alone in his opinion, and while up in the air, gazing down upon clouds, mountain ranges, people, like ants, so many, busily working but never being noticed, he wondered why he himself, was truley alive.