Fen. Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Splendid! So I'll just wait for you to finish and the voting will begin. By the way Snitch, this was an amazing idea! It's a wonder how you came up with it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Splendid! So I'll just wait for you to finish and the voting will begin. By the way Snitch' date=' this was an amazing idea! It's a wonder how you came up with it.[/quote'] Because I got bored and said to Fred (Kuja) he should have a '1 on 1 Writing Competition' with me, which turned into a '1 on 1 Roleplay', then I suggested I should make a thread and got carried away. xD Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Roleplay sent. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 [align=center]It's hard to play the 'anonymous' game when you've been assigned separate races. ._. .:MT:.Today was the day. He knew it the second his eyelids fluttered open, blinded by the hanging lights in the quarters. A represed yawn escaped him as he lifted his stiff body from the floor of his tent. He wiggled his toes to relieve the tingling sensation from his feet. He smoothed his long moonlight stained hair with delicate fingers. Rubbing his amber eyes, he straighened himself up even more in the tent, now sitting up, getting a glimpse of his familiar surroundings. He was in a small two-person weaved tent. Fairy lights hung from the top of the tent, sparkling creating a light glow. He looked to his right, and another sleeping elf snorred away peacefully. The elf poked the sleeping pertenr with his toe. The other elf made a fuss, tossing and turning in their knapsack. "Inose(E-no-say)....wake up," The elf continiued to prod the female elf, until she relasped from her slumber. Finally, she gave in, retching forward up. Her earthen braided hair swayed as she met eyes with her pertner. "Atar(Ah-Tar), I was sleeping," the girl sighed, stretching her arms in mid-yawn. She gave him a bemused look, her icyblue eyes peircing into him. "Save me the pleasantries Ino," Atar sighed, getting out of his knapsack, allowing his muscular legs to breathe, "It happened, I had the dream again," he muttered, looking up to the top of the tent, as if able to see through it to the sky. "What?" She gasped, getting out of her sleeping bag, sitting intently at his side, "The boy? He was in your dreams again?" She asked him, putting her delicate hand on his shoulder, easing his tension. "Yes.......but this time the beast was in it as well," he said, begining to crawl out of the tent. Inose then grabbed his right leg to stop him. Atar looked back with his eyebrows raised. "Was it really that bad?-" "The boy was chanting in Elfian," Atar said sharply, turning back to Inose, "do you know what that means?" "Not really Atar, but it doesn't sound good by my measure," She said reassuringly, trust still in her eyes. Atar shook his head solemly, and looked to the outside of the tent, he then looked down, shaking his head again. Finally, he brought his head back up. "The prophacy is about to be rewritten......" IxigoBeneath the dying rays of the twilight sun, within the still cradle of the ancient trees, a predator moves. His back stiffens as he feels the cold breath of the living forest down his neck. Agalenthia's woods have always been the allies of the accursed Elves. But, the blessed trees will not touch him today. Ten years ago, a legacy that became well-known amongst the Werewolves and the Elves alike began. The legend of the boy who, through unknown means, enforced peace between the two mortal enemies. Years upon years of bloodshed, endless mountains of ravaged corpses, entire cities wrecked, forests burned to the ground - everything was pushed aside because of that child, and peace was established. For ten years did that tentative quiet last. The clan chiefs were reluctant to elaborate on what exactly had occured, but the fact remained that within mere months, the main bulk of the Werewolf forces retreated into the central provinces, and fewer and fewer raids against the Elvish outposts were ordered. In turn, the Elves' onslaught on Werewolf territory lessened accordingly, until all warfare ceased. From that point onwards, noone even spoke of war again, and treaties were established between the two tribes, regulating trade and diplomatic relationships. Naturally, it was a situation many Werewolves found themselves heatedly opposing. However, with all twelve clan chiefs strictly prohibiting any form of hostility against their mortal enemies, they slowly came to accept it. Being able to divert themselves from the militarized orientation of their society, the Werewolves prospered. Truly, despite the Werewolves' natural thirst for battle and flesh, it seemed that the abrupt peace was a blessing for their race. The Elves were a formidable, tenacious enemy that could not be defeated completely. With them out of the way, there were many lesser opponents to devour. Until that man rose to power. Earning the position of Head of the Clans by the traditional method of slaughtering the previous Head in single combat, Gur'thal seized control of the entire race and immediately declared all treaties between the Werewolves and the Elves void. Amassing huge forces, based mostly on the raw power of the fearsome Werewarghs of the northlands, Gur'thal launched a massive invasion, aiming for the complete annihilation of the Elven capital. The Elves were not caught unprepared, though, and all-out war broke out again. Amidst this chaos, it is possible that 'that' person will rise again to halt the conflict. And now the Werewolf, Ur'Sork, is running through the dark forest to prevent that. Ur'Sork does not despise the peace that was created by that child. He acknowledges the benefits it bestowed upon his race. But such a peace is not something he can accept. Something that is enforced in one instant by an external will cannot be called 'peace'. More akin to tyranny, a power that shatters free will can only be viewed as an 'enemy' that must be destroyed, even if its intentions are beneficial. And as long as an enemy that must be defeated exists, peace is meaningless. Therefore, Ur'Sork has taken upon him this hunt. Gur'thal and the clan chiefs intend to manipulate the power of the person that could render centuries of war void so quickly. Ur'Sork simply desires to prevent that person from enforcing his will upon them once more. For him, this is not a retrieval operation - this is a war. Ur'Sork stops dead in his tracks. His slightly elongated ears twitch. His spine stiffens. Every one of the black hairs that adorn his mane tries to stand, every muscle on his body feels frozen. Without realizing it, his claw-like nails draw blood as his fists clench tightly. His black eyes shift uneasily, glancing around with caution, even fear. His sharp canines grind against each other. Why, this feeling - ! High Magic. Magecraft distanced from commonplace sorcery, an art that is lost among both the Elves and the Werewolves. Though he cannot see anything out of the ordinary, it is clear to Ur'Sork who has experienced High Magic once before that the area of the forest that lies ahead of him is bounded by an isolated field of reality. Still, his senses, attuned to the unnatural, led him here. It would be cowardice to back down now. Gritting his teeth, he enters the boundary. Immediately, the landscape shatters as if it was made from glass. Tall, aged trees fade away like they are made from nothing but thin air. The lush vegetation gives way to a field of pure green grass. The sinking sun overhead is replaced by a bright midsummer morning. A lake stretches in front of Ur'Sork's feet, its crystal-clear azure waters reflecting the sunlight. In an instant, the dense forest is replaced by an iddylic landscape, a utopia that can only exist in dreams. Ur'Sork's breath is caught in his throat. Such an illusion is certainly a miracle only possible by High Magic. The water ripples ahead. From within, a woman emerges, as if drawn by an invisible string from the bottom of the lake. She rises until her feet touch the surface of the water. Long silver hair frame her beautiful face, whose petite features are too smooth, too brilliant to be accepted as something that exists in this world. A slender figure, barely concealed by a translucent dress that alternates between every color of the spectrum. And a pair of dreamy eyes, dancing between green and blue, deep like the ocean, yet clear like the sky - a surreal existence beyond this reality. In her right hand, a staff is held, almost as long as she is tall. It is made of plain dark wood, except for a shining crystal adorning the tip. Shaking himself from the trance the appearance of such a majestic being has put him to, Ur'Sork takes a step forward. Immediately the woman's eyes widen. "To violate this sanctuary, and even break my 'Enchantment'... they truly sent an extraordinary person to capture the 'Peacebringer'." Her voice, like the snaring song of sirens, resounds clearly across the landscape. "The 'Peacebringer' - I knew it. He is here." Ur'Sork growls. Mentally thanking his clan's shaman for the anti-sorcery enchantment he had bound on him - though such an enchantment was meant to be used as a means of defense against the Elf witches rather than High Magic, it had still helped him break the spell - he takes another step, loosening the twin-bladed axe that hangs in his belt. Whoever this being is, it is clear that she must be treated as an enemy. "How foolish. Come!" The ethereal female that rose from the bottom of the lake to bar Ur'Sork's path says in a commanding voice. The water is disturbed by another ripple, this time a massive burst that shatters the tranquility of the entire lake. From within, a massive creature emerges, one whose like Ur'Sork has only heard of in legends. A head like a dragon, and a body like a serpent, spanning several hundred meters in length. The Sea Drake wastes only a moment to locate its target, before lunging forward, a huge spiral of water erupting from its mouth. Ur'Sork, though, is prepared. Thrusting his axe in front of him, he lets the weapon collide with the mass of liquid. The formerly solid beam disperses in a waterfall that showers everything with its cold breath. It is certainly not the metal from which the axe is crafted that shielded Ur'Sork from the beast's attack. Garnfeil is an ancient weapon made by the finest Dwarven blacksmiths that holds the power of the Earth - once Ur'Sork activated the rune bound in its shaft, it raised a barrier that blocked the Sea Drake's strike. Elated, Ur'Sork unleashes a war cry and, swinging his axe forth, he leaps across the water to meet the serpentine creature's neck. "It's over." The axe drops from between numbed fingers. Ur'Sork's eyes widen in surprise. He cannot complete his motion. Every muscle in his arms and legs has been severed. His body explodes in blood. In front of him, he can still see the towering seaborne behemoth, which has not moved. With effort, he twists his neck slightly, to gaze behind his back. The staff-bearing sorceress that was standing dozens of feet ahead of him a mere instant ago is there now. In her hands, the staff still glows - only now the crystal has vanished, and the uppermost twelve inches have turned into the metal blade of a halberd. Even as he sinks into the water, Ur'Sork realizes - - this woman that tore his body to pieces in the blink of an eye is an existence way beyond him. "..." He doesn't speak, as he lets his eyes shut, and his body drift with the current. His axe drops to the sand-covered bottom. And as his lips part slightly, as if in a death throe... "...How superb." They form a satisfied smile. His eyes snap open, and they are now blazing crimson like freshly-shed blood. With a howl, he leaps out of the water. The hunt has begun. ~~~ My vote goes to Ixigo. Great piece, and I thought it had more of an impact than yours, MT. :/[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fen. Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Yeah, I knew he was going to win. Maybe you should PM the people competing their roles, to keep it anonymous to the voters. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Just a thought - when there is a contest running, it's probably a good idea to alter the thread's title to indicate there's something to vote for in case it attracts a few more people that would not otherwise check this thread. Also, when does the voting end? Is there a time limit, or a specific number of votes / difference in votes that needs to be reached? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rustyowl Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Ixigo wins my vote. Too many spelling and grammar errors in MT's, and Izigo's is just better written. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Just a thought - when there is a contest running' date=' it's probably a good idea to alter the thread's title to indicate there's something to vote for in case it attracts a few more people that would not otherwise check this thread. Also, when does the voting end? Is there a time limit, or a specific number of votes / difference in votes that needs to be reached?[/quote'] It ends now, so you win. ^^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saiba Aisu Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Looks like I got here a little too late to vote for Ixigo... Still, it was well-written, with only a few mistakes here and there. Snitch, I'd like to sign up for this, whenever's best for you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 As said, only state you want to join. Welcome to the list, invite your friends, and challenge people. :/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Cyber, are you up for a challenge? It'd be interesting if we competed against one another. =/ Hopefully there'll be more than two votes next time. It feels rather cheap to win when only two people have expressed their opinions. I think this thread should be in the RP section - not only is it more fitting there, but it could also attract more voters. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 1, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Cyber' date=' are you up for a challenge? It'd be interesting if we competed against one another. =/ Hopefully there'll be more than two votes next time. It feels rather cheap to win when only two people have expressed their opinions. I think this thread should be in the RP section - not only is it more fitting there, but it could also attract more voters.[/quote'] I was curious as to whether or not it should be placed there; I'm considering sending a PM to Umbra about it. I wasn't sure if you were allowed roleplaying contests, that was all. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 There's no rule against it, and a Roleplaying contest makes much more sense in the Roleplaying section. I'd go ahead and ask Umbra about it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saiba Aisu Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 Okay, Ixigo. I wasn't sure if Snitch was the one who set up the matches, but I suppose I have no choice but to accept your tacky little challenge. xD Just kidding. Let's see what you can do, then, eh? Ready whenever you are, Snitch. Bon chance. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bury the year Posted August 1, 2009 Report Share Posted August 1, 2009 I'll join. However, I'm confused. Do we make an RP post, or an RP idea? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 2, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 I'll join. However' date=' I'm confused. Do we make an RP post, or an RP idea?[/quote'] [align=center]An RP post. Someone else will give you the idea/plot, and you make an intro post to it. Ixigo/C_I, ask someone else to give you a plot. :/[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bury the year Posted August 2, 2009 Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 I'll join. However' date=' I'm confused. Do we make an RP post, or an RP idea?[/quote'] [align=center]An RP post. Someone else will give you the idea/plot, and you make an intro post to it. Ixigo/C_I, ask someone else to give you a plot. :/[/align] Okay. :3 I challenge the next contestant to post. :/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted August 2, 2009 Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 Ah, well, I don't really mind, and Cyber is not online anyway. I'll let him decide once he gets back. By the way, I don't mind taking you on, Rinne, since my contest with Cyber will have to wait. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bury the year Posted August 2, 2009 Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 Ah' date=' well, I don't really mind, and Cyber is not online anyway. I'll let him decide once he gets back. By the way, I don't mind taking you on, Rinne, since my contest with Cyber will have to wait.[/quote'] I accept. :3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted August 2, 2009 Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 Alright, then I guess whoever on the list sees this first and wants to, gives us a task =/. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saiba Aisu Posted August 2, 2009 Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 Looks like I missed my chance... I personally can't think of a good topic right now, and I don't wanna make a fool of myself... xP Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted August 2, 2009 Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 Hmm. Maybe we could do a three-way contest? As in, a battle royale between the three of us? That sounds quite interesting. Regardless, we still need someone to pick a concept =/. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 2, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 [align=center]A battle royale sounds good. Go nuts. =P The land of Dreadlock Moor; for many a year has it haunted it's residents with the shadow of the Bane's Castle. The Bane, a creature of the Dark, resides in the dungeons, locked behind a silver gate. It can only escape it's prison by the gate. That however, is not the problem. The Bane grows restless, and it has begun to force people to give it their blood so it can grow stronger, perhaps strong enough to escape. However, one thing stands in it's way; three spellcasters, hoping to rid the world of the Bane once and for all. ...I might actually make an RP out of that. ._.You each play one of the three spellcasters.[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bury the year Posted August 2, 2009 Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 May I have a due date? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snitch Posted August 2, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 2, 2009 This time tomorrow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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