“Oh gawd, this thing is so heavy…” The voice inside of the ancient chest whispered, as whatever was inside pushed up against the lid.
After a few minutes, the lid began to open slightly. From within the small gap between the lid and the bottom of the chest, poke a small, pale hand followed by another one moments later. Finally, a small head poked out of the chest. It was that of a young, female sprite. The sprite shook her head and let her long, white hair flow out of the chest. She let out a sigh of relief, having finally escaped from her prison.
“At last! I thought I’d never get out of there…” The little sprite proclaimed joyously. Suddenly, her grip on the lid gave way and it came crashing down on her torso, which was not out of the chest yet. She let out a huge yelp.
“Ah! My back… it hurts… must get out.” She squealed as she wiggled her small body free and fell down to the ground. She quickly got up and brushed off white dress and glossy wings. Her blue eyes gleamed in the darkness, as the spite tried to adjust to the light. After a few failed attempts at finding her bearings, she finally lifted her feet off the ground and floated up into the air. Without warning, an eerie, green glow seemed to envelope her entire body. Her stare went blank, as she looked out into some unseen abyss. This carried on for a couple of seconds and was swiftly followed by her closing her eyes shut and taking a deep breath. Her body ceased to glow.
“An island… a clock tower… the dragon’s lair. I understand now.” The sprite said in a low, sombre tone. “I must complete my mission… Epona, I will not let you escape my grasp.” With that, she clenched her tiny fists and began to concentrate. Her body erupted into a magnificent array of colours, as she lifted up her hand and opened in fist. In her palm formed a sphere of concentrated energy. The walls of the inner sanctuary were beginning to crumble after years of erosion and due to the incredible pressure of the water all around it. The sprite began to chant to herself, as the columns came crashing down around her and water spurted from the cracks in the ceiling.
“I only have enough power left in me to do this once, so I better hope that I can break through that barrier around the castle…” The sprite exclaimed.
By the power of the sea and the ancients, ones of days long lost,
I, Angelica von Fullecoppe, summon forth the energies of Inner Earth,
With the force of the heavens and the scourge of the underworld,
May my arrow pierce through space and time!
Just as the ruins began to collapse around her, Angelica vanished in a flash of bright light. Instantaneously, the same light appeared somewhere within the lower catacombs of Epona’s Castle. Angelica blasted out from its source and crashed right into a wall made of stone.
“There are no words to describe how painful this is…” She said, coughing out a mouthful of dust. Floating gently to the ground, she took a moment to rest and sort her thoughts. “It appears that I ended up a little short of my expectations, but at least I made it through that pesky barrier. I’ll just lie down a second and plan my next move…” Having said that, Angelica fell backwards into the dirt floor and passed out for a bit before regaining consciousness.
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Okay, that's my part for a while! I know it sounds cheesy and stuff, but I started to have fun with it as I got writing. I love how you get to that point where words just seem to flow out from within you. I hope it's okay. If there are any problems, I'll be more than pop flyin' to fix or remove them. And yes, I know the chant was stupid, but I like doing that kinda thing when a character casts a big spell. Enjoy the read. =P
PM me if there is a conflict of interests Tori, so I can fix it A.S.A.P.
Ballroom Blitz (recaps in first post)
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gigoergong wrote:So I appear to be leaning towards the City of Ashes.
I'll wait until tomorrow to see if anyone else who isn't on right now wants in on the City of Ashes or Decker's Domain before joining for sure though. Wouldn't want to leave anyone out...
THE STANDINGS
gigoergong wrote:City of Ashes:
Alexandy13
Mr. Mander
Sir Gigsalot(?)
iconsting
Decker's Domain:
Deiphobus
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Apparently she has some superpowers, beeing kept in that underwater city for howmanyyears by Epona. I'll watch for now where this is heading, if this is getting too godmoddish someones getting disqualified (look whos talking lolvillainfromadventurethread ._.)
Anyways, UPDATE. This time without pictures, forgive me.
As I come closer to Bubbas 'office', the music gets louder. I always hated going there, but Bubba was one of my best informants. "The Dirty Shark"... a convenient name for this filthy local and their filthy customers.
As I enter I can't help but notice the drooling mass, standing shoulder on shoulder, staring at the young girl dancing at the pole, already undressing her with their mind and probably doing even more. I never understood why you would sell your body like this. I wanted to get out of here as fast as I could, so I stopped a waitress who was just passing me by.
As I'm walking to the exit, I sensed a faint smell of blood... from my corner of my eye I catched a small person covered in dirty clothes grinning at me. As fast as the person appeared, the next blink it was gone again. I smiled to myself and left this filthy place.
Anyways, UPDATE. This time without pictures, forgive me.
As I come closer to Bubbas 'office', the music gets louder. I always hated going there, but Bubba was one of my best informants. "The Dirty Shark"... a convenient name for this filthy local and their filthy customers.
As I enter I can't help but notice the drooling mass, standing shoulder on shoulder, staring at the young girl dancing at the pole, already undressing her with their mind and probably doing even more. I never understood why you would sell your body like this. I wanted to get out of here as fast as I could, so I stopped a waitress who was just passing me by.
Blademane wrote:Excuse me miss, I'm looking for Bubba. Tell him his prude friend is looking for him, he'll know who I am.
Waitress wrote:Hmm, I never saw you before. How am I supposed to trust you?
Blademane wrote:How are you supposed to trust anyone in here?
She brings me to his room, I'm pretty pop flyin' about that, in this way I don't have to watch those creepers. This whole scene is making me sick.Waitress wrote:Eh good point. I'll bring you to him.
Waitress wrote:Hey Bubba, here's someone who wants to talk to you.
Bubba looked up from his desk and directly at me. His expression changed to a mix between surprise, happyness and anger.Bubba wrote:What? What is it, I'm busy!
Bubba wrote:By the nipples of my mother, holy shit Blademane, is that you? Lucy, get outta here!
Blademane wrote:Good to see you're still alive. There are informations I need from you.
Bubba wrote:Great, you go away and 20 years later you come back and want information. How about you tell me how you've been? Ye know, you were my biggest customer and a great source of income.
Blademane wrote:Still concerned about money, old habits don't die I guess. Well look, I'm somewhat in a hurry, I don't really have time for smalltalk.
Cigarettes... I haven't had one in those 20 years. Since I arrived in this city again I felt the constant urge to smoke one. I gladly took Bubbas offer and sat down, grabbing me a cigarette he then lits on fire. This taste... so satisfying. Even more then Emmas moonhowler with blueberries.Bubba wrote:Pfff you're no fun. Well, sit down, take a cigarette and tell me what crawled up your butt.
Blademane wrote:Well Bubba, to keep the story short, a good friend of mine is in trouble, and I need a red jellyfish. And here is your part, I got-
Bubba wrote:Ha, ha, wait, did you say you need a jellyfish? What the hell happened, did your friend turn into some sort of seacreature and now he's starving? Haha, hahaha!
Blademane wrote:No idea where I should go search them. They should be somewhere in the southern sea, but still. You should know someone who can help me out.
Bubba took out a small notebook from his front pocket and skimmed trough the pages, mumbling to himself. He seems to have gotten a lot of new contacts over the years, normally he would've been trough by now.Bubba wrote:Still no sense of humor, I see. But heck, jellyfish? I'm not sure if I know someone. Lemme see.
Bubba wrote:Nope. Nothing. Zero. Nada. I don't know anyone who could even have the least bit of clue about tunas.
Blademane wrote:Jellyfishes. Not tuna. But thanks anyways Bubba for your time, I'll be on my way then.
Bubba wrote:Hey, already heading out- ah why am even trying, you won't listen to me anyways. Well, but hey, you know who to come to when you want to get back on your bounty hunter roots, eh eh?
As I close the door behind me, I can hear him swearing at me. It was a good idea that I didn't mention who am I going to consult next... Actually, I can't search her. You can't find Tamiel, she finds you.Blademane wrote:Goodbye Bubba.
As I'm walking to the exit, I sensed a faint smell of blood... from my corner of my eye I catched a small person covered in dirty clothes grinning at me. As fast as the person appeared, the next blink it was gone again. I smiled to myself and left this filthy place.
My question got answered by her typical, eerie laugh. I've known her for long enough to know that the way she's laughing now ment that she's pop flyin'. It's good to know that she is still on my side.Blademane wrote:Hey Tamiel. How have you been?
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(Whoops I've been at school all day silly me. UPDATAN NOW THEN.)
Peter looked at his party of teammates. Although it was only the three of them, he was sure it would be enough.
"I'm glad you could continue the journey with me, Squigzog," said Peter, gladly. He looked over at Deiotheus as well. "And Deiotheus, is it? Glad to have you aboard as well." He glanced at the guitar. "Just...keep the deadly cyclones to a minimum, alright?"
Deiotheus nodded, saying no more.
"Well then," said Peter, having newfound authority in his voice, "with three people, we can't fly directly to the cave, so we'll have to walk there. Squigzog is out of speed charms as well, so the journey may take us a couple days, at least. And let's make this clear: the base of the mountains are no place you'd like to be. The barren rocks are the perfect atmosphere for monsters, but they can't survive very well on the actual climb, so we should be in the clear once we start going up."
"Right, let's get going then!" yelled Deiotheus enthusiastically. Squigzog cheered as well, yet Peter remained oddly quiet, as if struck by a sudden thought.
As they started walking away from the castle, Peter found himself slowly moving to the back of the group, slowed by a brooding weight in his stomach that wasn't actually quite there.
It was long ago...I'm stronger now. I shouldn't have any problem...right?
Peter looked at his party of teammates. Although it was only the three of them, he was sure it would be enough.
"I'm glad you could continue the journey with me, Squigzog," said Peter, gladly. He looked over at Deiotheus as well. "And Deiotheus, is it? Glad to have you aboard as well." He glanced at the guitar. "Just...keep the deadly cyclones to a minimum, alright?"
Deiotheus nodded, saying no more.
"Well then," said Peter, having newfound authority in his voice, "with three people, we can't fly directly to the cave, so we'll have to walk there. Squigzog is out of speed charms as well, so the journey may take us a couple days, at least. And let's make this clear: the base of the mountains are no place you'd like to be. The barren rocks are the perfect atmosphere for monsters, but they can't survive very well on the actual climb, so we should be in the clear once we start going up."
"Right, let's get going then!" yelled Deiotheus enthusiastically. Squigzog cheered as well, yet Peter remained oddly quiet, as if struck by a sudden thought.
As they started walking away from the castle, Peter found himself slowly moving to the back of the group, slowed by a brooding weight in his stomach that wasn't actually quite there.
It was long ago...I'm stronger now. I shouldn't have any problem...right?
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You are now manually breathing.
Zink continued to walk away. There appeared to be some commotion behind him, but the didn't care. He didn't care one bit about those skeleton discriminating jerks.
"I'm glad I have you, Jellyfisherson" Zink said to Jellyfisherson, "You are a good friend! I especially like the way you probably don't have any secret ulterior motives that are completely evil or anything!"
A bit later, Jellyfisherson began to twitch, as if it detected something. Suddenly, it began to glow. "What the hell?" Zink yelled, as he was engulfed in the light.
All was dark for a moment. "Where.... Where am I"? Zink said. At least, he tried to say that. However, it was darkness for only a moment before all was engulfed by light again. As it did, Zink experienced a sensation that felt similar to being pushed off a cliff, run over a by truck, crushed by a giant piston, getting hit by a nuclear bomb, being swept up and tossed by a tornado, and then run over again.
It was a very unpleasant, to say the least.
Zink was then slammed to the ground. He got up and looked around. He was in some sort of strange town, the likes of which he had never even seen before. The entire sky seemed to be filled with smoke. Snow, stained black from the ashes, fell around him. Buildings surrounded him as far as the eye can see (which wasn't very far, due to the smoke), each one contributing to the clouds of smog that shadowed the city.
"Where.... Where am I"? Zink said to himself, successfully this time. He turned around to find a very shocked child looking at him.
"I... I'm sorry I ran away!" the child, who appeared to be around 8 or 9, stammered, "I'll be good, I swear! Please don't hurt me!"
"What? Oh, no, I'm not going to hurt you!" Zink said. He was kind of used to this sort of thing. Children tended to act this way around him. "I'm not a boogeyman or anything. I'm just skeleton. A normal skeleton. Not sure why or how I am skeleton, I just... am."
"...So, you haven't come from the depths of hell?"
"No, of course I'm not. Well, I might have. I'm not really sure. Although, if that was why I was here, I probably would have known beforehand. I mean, I doubt hell is the most organized place in the world, but I think they would at least have the decency to tell me before they sent me to terrorize children."
"Hey, is that a PANK jellyfish!?" the child said, excitedly, displaying the kind of short attention span that only a child has.
"Well, it's more of a reddish color, really, but I guess its close enough. I call it Jellyfisherson. I think it's what brought me here... somehow... What is this place, anyway?"
"Oh, this is the alleyway behind the factory I worked at before I decided to run away this morning."
"No, I mean, this whole place. As in, the town."
"Oh. This is the City of Ashes, of course! What else would it be?"
"Huh. That's a very accurate name, I guess. Almost disgustingly so."
Suddenly, Jellyfisherson began to glow again. It hovered slightly, and then began to float in the air. It flew a bit towards a strange glow in the distance, and then stopped, as if waiting for someone to follow.
"Wow! I didn't know jellyfishes could do that!"
"Neither could I, actually. I think... I think it wants me to follow it. For some reason." Zink thought for moment, "...Do you have any idea what that glow is?"
"Yes, of course I do! That's the clock tower! It actually didn't glow until a little while ago. Maybe it was broken that whole time."
"...I... sort of get the impression that I'm supposed to... go there... and... find a... a... lock... no, not a lock... a key, of some sort. Yes, it wants me to find a key. That I am sure of. It... also wants me to protect the key... to make sure that no others can take it... no matter what..."
"Weird" was all the child could think to say.
"...I guess I should head over that way then. It just... it just seems to be what I am supposed to do. Thanks for your help."
The skeleton then started walking in the direction of the glow.
"Wait!" the child called out, running after him, "I want to come with you!"
"What? Uh, I don't think that is such a good idea..."
"No, please, let me come with you! They will probably start looking for me soon, and I'd probably have a better chance of running away if I'm with a scary skeleton!"
Zink sighed. "Fine... fine... You can follow me, I guess. It's probably better than you wandering the streets alone. But only until your parents show up."
"Okay." the child said, figuring that it was probably best not to mention that he didn't have any parents.
They started to walk towards the tower.
"By the way, Mr. Skeleton, can I ask you something?
"What?"
"What is it like outside the city? You know, where you come from?"
Zink thought for a moment. "It's... mediocre. At best."
They continued walking again. Zink wondered about all sorts of things. He wondered why Jellyfisherson seemed to be magic, why it had taken him here, and why it had to be him that found and protected that key.
The child, meanwhile, just tried to figure out what "mediocre" meant.
(Oh, wow, this is really long. And cliche'. And terrible. I'M SORRY GUYS I AM NOT A GOOD WRITER I GUESS.
Also, I really regret naming my character Zink since he really isn't based off of me at all.)
"I'm glad I have you, Jellyfisherson" Zink said to Jellyfisherson, "You are a good friend! I especially like the way you probably don't have any secret ulterior motives that are completely evil or anything!"
A bit later, Jellyfisherson began to twitch, as if it detected something. Suddenly, it began to glow. "What the hell?" Zink yelled, as he was engulfed in the light.
All was dark for a moment. "Where.... Where am I"? Zink said. At least, he tried to say that. However, it was darkness for only a moment before all was engulfed by light again. As it did, Zink experienced a sensation that felt similar to being pushed off a cliff, run over a by truck, crushed by a giant piston, getting hit by a nuclear bomb, being swept up and tossed by a tornado, and then run over again.
It was a very unpleasant, to say the least.
Zink was then slammed to the ground. He got up and looked around. He was in some sort of strange town, the likes of which he had never even seen before. The entire sky seemed to be filled with smoke. Snow, stained black from the ashes, fell around him. Buildings surrounded him as far as the eye can see (which wasn't very far, due to the smoke), each one contributing to the clouds of smog that shadowed the city.
"Where.... Where am I"? Zink said to himself, successfully this time. He turned around to find a very shocked child looking at him.
"I... I'm sorry I ran away!" the child, who appeared to be around 8 or 9, stammered, "I'll be good, I swear! Please don't hurt me!"
"What? Oh, no, I'm not going to hurt you!" Zink said. He was kind of used to this sort of thing. Children tended to act this way around him. "I'm not a boogeyman or anything. I'm just skeleton. A normal skeleton. Not sure why or how I am skeleton, I just... am."
"...So, you haven't come from the depths of hell?"
"No, of course I'm not. Well, I might have. I'm not really sure. Although, if that was why I was here, I probably would have known beforehand. I mean, I doubt hell is the most organized place in the world, but I think they would at least have the decency to tell me before they sent me to terrorize children."
"Hey, is that a PANK jellyfish!?" the child said, excitedly, displaying the kind of short attention span that only a child has.
"Well, it's more of a reddish color, really, but I guess its close enough. I call it Jellyfisherson. I think it's what brought me here... somehow... What is this place, anyway?"
"Oh, this is the alleyway behind the factory I worked at before I decided to run away this morning."
"No, I mean, this whole place. As in, the town."
"Oh. This is the City of Ashes, of course! What else would it be?"
"Huh. That's a very accurate name, I guess. Almost disgustingly so."
Suddenly, Jellyfisherson began to glow again. It hovered slightly, and then began to float in the air. It flew a bit towards a strange glow in the distance, and then stopped, as if waiting for someone to follow.
"Wow! I didn't know jellyfishes could do that!"
"Neither could I, actually. I think... I think it wants me to follow it. For some reason." Zink thought for moment, "...Do you have any idea what that glow is?"
"Yes, of course I do! That's the clock tower! It actually didn't glow until a little while ago. Maybe it was broken that whole time."
"...I... sort of get the impression that I'm supposed to... go there... and... find a... a... lock... no, not a lock... a key, of some sort. Yes, it wants me to find a key. That I am sure of. It... also wants me to protect the key... to make sure that no others can take it... no matter what..."
"Weird" was all the child could think to say.
"...I guess I should head over that way then. It just... it just seems to be what I am supposed to do. Thanks for your help."
The skeleton then started walking in the direction of the glow.
"Wait!" the child called out, running after him, "I want to come with you!"
"What? Uh, I don't think that is such a good idea..."
"No, please, let me come with you! They will probably start looking for me soon, and I'd probably have a better chance of running away if I'm with a scary skeleton!"
Zink sighed. "Fine... fine... You can follow me, I guess. It's probably better than you wandering the streets alone. But only until your parents show up."
"Okay." the child said, figuring that it was probably best not to mention that he didn't have any parents.
They started to walk towards the tower.
"By the way, Mr. Skeleton, can I ask you something?
"What?"
"What is it like outside the city? You know, where you come from?"
Zink thought for a moment. "It's... mediocre. At best."
They continued walking again. Zink wondered about all sorts of things. He wondered why Jellyfisherson seemed to be magic, why it had taken him here, and why it had to be him that found and protected that key.
The child, meanwhile, just tried to figure out what "mediocre" meant.
(Oh, wow, this is really long. And cliche'. And terrible. I'M SORRY GUYS I AM NOT A GOOD WRITER I GUESS.
Also, I really regret naming my character Zink since he really isn't based off of me at all.)