@ Seito; rofl > . > It's okay.
I'm spent for the today anyway ~ Someone else must be evil
@ Zea; Oh, snap. I knew I should've added that in there.
I'll re-word it.
No. You'll still get your EXP to gain ranks, just not levels. So you'll stay at level 18 until you keeeled a creature.
Seito
01-30-2011 05:02 AM
xD Evil is nice. <3
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:02 AM
Oh... Cool xD
With the roleplay writing thing, is that like, an actual roleplay in this thread?
M i r o
01-30-2011 05:09 AM
If you start roleplaying with another person in here, yes. Then you'll have to copy/paste it all together and shove it in your blog to post it there, then give me the link in return once you're done. xD They can be short and continued at anytime if you want.
Quote:
An aura of darkness fills the entire room, bring a faint smell of dying rats...
Shrieks and called out everywhere and bats begin to fly upwards,
bringing a roar of misery into the land.
"It's Diablos, the demonic devil of darkness..."
(Looks like a piece of shit...)
Thats another example. :rofl:
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:10 AM
xD Nice, Miro. I'll just stick to one shot's~!
M i r o
01-30-2011 05:11 AM
Yeaaah. Its better to do a storyline roleplay like Iro did than the shorts, its gets messy. xD
Thats why I stick to reg. storylines/one-shots too.
Seito
01-30-2011 05:12 AM
Yesh. Seito should write something. :ninja:
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:12 AM
Yeah, so one would presume...
By the way, this graveyard mansion has a clock tower now, whether you like it or not :talk2hand:
M i r o
01-30-2011 05:15 AM
@ Seito; Yes, Seito must sew her sweat/tears into the Graveyard with her wisdom of tales. :illgetu: XD
@ Zea; Whuuut the foot????
Then should the vintage clock be replaced as the clock tower? Or just be an addition?
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:15 AM
[Miro] I was kidding by the way, there doesn't need to be a clock tower if it'll screw up the balance :sweat:
Seito
01-30-2011 05:16 AM
Alright, Seito go write something small. xD
M i r o
01-30-2011 05:17 AM
Oh, well, I was going to add it in there if you really wanted it to. :XP
That's what I've been doing when I read Creature Profile stuff 'n' stuff.
And... I'm not sure there is a balance to the Graveyard? I don't know how to even start the Map. xDD
@ Seito; yay!
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:17 AM
Oh, it's fine Miro xD Only add it in if you want to.
M i r o
01-30-2011 05:18 AM
Tryin' to make it my idea now are'ya? How tricky! D:
But I like it anyway, so, I will. Mwahahahaha
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:18 AM
(Yes! YES! This reverse psychology or whatever is working! :ninja:)
Iro
01-30-2011 05:19 AM
Done editing chapter 1. Aside from a few words here and there, it's actually a-okay. :lol:
SPOILERX
Quote:
Oormi
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Summary: In dying twilight, in breaking day. When negativity reaches its peak, who shall rise up to stop it? Emotions are such a powerful thing.
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Chapter 1: Epitaph of Twilight
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‘Creak, Creak’
A dark haired teenager quietly edged through the broken ruins of a castle. His bright eyes darted back and forth at the slightest movement in the shadows. His hands were sweaty and a tight knot had formed in his throat.
‘Why, oh why did I have to draw the short straw?’ Apostol moaned silently in his head.
He nervously made it to what appeared to be the remains of a living room and glanced around. Behind him, the sun was slowly setting. In a matter of minutes, all traces of sunlight would disappear and with it, his sole protection against what would come should things go horribly wrong.
“What do we have here? A tasty treat?”
Apostol turned around towards the sound of the voice, only to find himself flying into the wall. “Oomph!” he said as he was pinned against it by his neck. His eyes widened at the sight before him. A young woman with long white hair and a vicious smile stared back at him. Perhaps the thing that scared him the most were her fangs. ‘Vampire.’
“Hello,” she greeted. “You know, for the years I’ve been living here, it still amazes me how many humans foolishly wander into my house practically asking me to make them my breakfast. Why are you here little one?” Her grip tightened a little around his neck. “Let me guess. A friendly little bet with your friends? I surely hope not because you’ll never make it back,” she casually guessed.
Apostol struggled to breathe. “N-no,” he stuttered out. “I-I have a letter from the Prime Minister Josephina Gunner, the Order of the Purgare.”
The grip on his neck loosened slightly. “The Order of the Purgare? What could the Holy Order that hunts down Creatures of the Night want with me?” the vampire questioned.
“I-I d-don’t know. The letter is in my bag.”
Without letting go of Apostol’s neck, the vampire easily pulled the letter out of said bag and opened it. It read:
Ms. Vampire Seito,
The Order of the Purgare wishes to speak with you on non-violent terms in hopes of forming a truce between the two of us. As we realize you have no reason to trust us, you may pick the time and the place as to where you wish to meet to discuss this matter of truce. It is of utmost urgency that we meet.
Prime Minister of the Order of the Purgare Hunter Class: S Josephina Gunner
Seito’s eyebrow rose. “Ms. Vampire Seito? Is that really the best you people could come up with it?”
Apostol coughed, still having trouble breathing with her hand around his neck. “I’m sorry?” he weakly apologized.
Seito gave a miffed sound and let go of him. Apostol dropped to the ground with a thud. “What’s your name, boy?” she asked finally.
Seito glared at him, causing Apostol to give an ‘eep!’ and scoot further away from her. “If,” she articulated carefully, “I ate you, you would not be able to return this message. Tell your Prime Minister this: she has until sundown tomorrow to return here in person, by herself. If she isn’t here by the time I wake tomorrow, and if this turns out to be a trap, I will turn your precious city into my personal hunting ground. Am. I. Clear?”
Apostol gulped nervously. “Yes, ma’am,” he replied.
“Good. Now go.”
Apostol turned and ran as fast as he could. Once he had disappeared into the darkness of the night, Seito flopped down onto a nearby chair. Her grey eyes narrowed as she turned to read the engraving which hung on the wall.
In Dying Twilight
In Breaking Day
We find our end
And hope for brighter tomorrow
“I have a bad feeling about this.”
Seito
01-30-2011 05:19 AM
xD Seito needs a title for her blog.
Iro!! *tackles glomps* <33
Iro
01-30-2011 05:20 AM
*is tackled*
Wahoo~! \o/
I just woke up, so. Good afternoon, everyone. xD
Seito
01-30-2011 05:21 AM
<3
xD Good evening Iro. xD
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:21 AM
Iro! What are you doing out of your hidden, underground room! I thought I locked you in there... :stare:
Iro
01-30-2011 05:23 AM
What do you mean, zea? I never moved from the hidden, underground room! :O
M i r o
01-30-2011 05:23 AM
@ Iro; GOOOD AFTERNOONYYY!
Dohhh, you did SUPER editing! It looks wonderful. :drool:
@ Zea; Paaaah! All that psycho-babble nonsense doesn't work on me!
...Maybe a little. :ninja: There is now a Vintage Clock Tower and a Ghost Clock Tower. P:
I'm going to try and roughly sketch out a temp. map.
zeapear
01-30-2011 05:25 AM
I don't believe you, Iro -narrows eyes-
[Miro] Hehehe, I gots mah own clock towah, yo~!
Seito
01-30-2011 05:27 AM
Here we go Miro!
Chapter one of Seito not really awesome story has been posted. Thanks to Iro. <3
