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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 18:49:57 GMT -6
"Macabre does not simply mean death; it also means gruesome or horrifying." Mia retorted, "I simply wish to know if there are any macabre spells, so I know which ones to avoid. I only prefer the macabre spells that would benefit me in battle, or even when being attacked myself."
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 18:52:50 GMT -6
"Well there are a few books." Sarah says with a shrug. "But...why must I ask if your a ghost? Since of you being queen of 'Ghosnanian' people...it's something to question because even after all my years I haven't heard of them."
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 18:56:36 GMT -6
"We are not Ghosts." said Mia, walking along until they reached the library. "We are a race of elves that have been known as Ghosnanians, due to our favor of war and trading. We create ghosts out of our enemies, and trade with those who are smart enough not to go to war with us. The day we grace our enemies with our beautiful art that we have, our war strengths, is the most important days our our enemies' lives. For us? It is Saturday." Mia continued, looking at the Dragoness with a smile.
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 19:00:39 GMT -6
"That sounds...about right." She says with a little nod. "A war like race, wanting to paint the battlefield in the blood of their enemies and thinking it's nothing more than a regular thing. That I have heard about, let me guess...did you one time impale your dead opponents on stakes, like scarecrows, and leave them for there comrades to see when they marched?" She asks, remembering the time she actually saw that in the griffin empire.
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 19:03:18 GMT -6
"No, but I once lead a battle in which we used our spears and pikes to impale our enemies. I danced on their leader's blood after skinning him and feeding his family to my pet." said Mia, not even showing any form of remorse.
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 19:05:06 GMT -6
Mia, the elf woman, walked through the plains of Equestria, falling into an old ruin. "Ah! Mother..." she said, looking up. "No matter, it's not far." She looked back to her level, before looking forward. She was met with a long, elongated hallway, one that lead toward a throne room of sorts. "Going once, twice... let's see what's in there." Mia said, walking down the hall. Inside the Krooser, order had been restored... Well, as much order as there can be for Orks. SmashSkull and his Nobs were holding a sort of debate to determine whether they should scrap the Krooser or use it as a base. It was driving SmashSkull crazy. "No! We should scrap it an' go!" One of the Nobs shouted. "No!" Another said. "We should stay here an' find a way to reboot da engines! If we can't do dat, this'll still be a good base!" CrushArm leaned into SmashSkull's ear and whispered, "I hate this." "Me too." SmashSkull responded.
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 19:05:36 GMT -6
"Sounds like you had fun." She says with a little nod. "Death and destruction...how much I've hated it and missed it." She sighs out, remembering when she would maul down soldiers with a flick of her wrist, but hating when she had to kill innocent children in raids.
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 19:20:26 GMT -6
"Well, I sense that there is someone above you home. Why don't you go and greet them while I traverse the library? I like searching for spells on my own, msot of the time." said Mia, walking into the library herself.
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 19:27:54 GMT -6
"They better not destroy this place." She frowns a little it and heads off. "Don't destroy anything alright? It took me a long time to make sure everything was in good condition."
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 19:32:06 GMT -6
"Well, I sense that there is someone above you home. Why don't you go and greet them while I traverse the library? I like searching for spells on my own, msot of the time." said Mia, walking into the library herself. Every Nob was shouting up a Warp storm, fighting over what they should do, and others even came to physical blows, trying to beat the other up. Finally, SmashSkull snapped. He stood up, breathed deeply, and at the top of his lungs let out a mighty shout that shook the crust beneath the Krooser- and shook the ship, too. "SHUUUUUUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPP!!!!!"[/a] The Warboss had lifted his right hand and left Power Klaw in the air, showing how enraged he was. All the Nobs stopped fighting and looked at their Boss. Some began to shake in fear, others whimpered, and one even pissed and shat himself. Even CrushArm was surprised by how infuriated SmashSkull was.
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 19:33:49 GMT -6
Mia was looking through the library, finding a book about the biology of the Equestrians, Changelings, and the other inhabitants of Equis. "Hmm, nice. I could use this to complete my spell."
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 19:36:28 GMT -6
"And who, should I ask, is above my home?" The silver dragoness asks, glaring at the bunch of people that are above her home.
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 19:42:23 GMT -6
"And who, should I ask, is above my home?" The silver dragoness asks, glaring at the bunch of people that are above her home. (Don't you mean looking at the ceiling? Unless she can see through the ground, she can't see the Orks.) Mia was looking through the library, finding a book about the biology of the Equestrians, Changelings, and the other inhabitants of Equis. "Hmm, nice. I could use this to complete my spell." One of the Nobs started to speak up, but SmashSkull cut him off. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Two other Nobs had tried to speak, but SmashSkull's furious words had silenced them as soon as they had opened their mouths.
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 19:44:16 GMT -6
Mia smiled, her hand having a dark aura surround it. She spawned a fake Equestrian in front of her, giving it actual organs and what not. She focused her energy, focusing it on the organs. After a snap of her fingers, the pseudo Equestrian was turned inside out, screeching in pain. "Nope, not the result I wanted."
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 19:54:20 GMT -6
(Or maybe she got out of her home and actually saw the people complaining) "Hello!" She shouts, standing near the people complaining. "Want to explain why I hear someone throwing a temper tantrum?"
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 19:55:09 GMT -6
(Or maybe she got out of her home and actually saw the people complaining) "Hello!" She shouts, standing near the people complaining. "Want to explain why I hear someone throwing a temper tantrum?" (So she can see through the Krooser? Not to sound rude, but... The Orks are in the Krooser.)
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 19:58:44 GMT -6
(A dragon, who's eight feet tall and has been living for over a few thousand years, living in a nice place underground with magical tomes she could have learned from...so yeah there ya go)
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 20:01:42 GMT -6
Mia created a few more fake Equestrians, snapping her fingers for her new spell. Each one had a different outcome: One of them dropped dead, the other deflated and shriveled up, and one other was drained of its blood. "No, no, NO!" Mia said, angered at herself. She thought of another solution, creating one more fake Equestrian. She snapped her fingers, the fake Equestrian exploding, guts and other organs still intact. She smiled, and snapped her fingers once more, cleaning up the mess of dead pseudo Equestrians.
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 20:02:26 GMT -6
(A dragon, who's eight feet tall and has been living for over a few thousand years, living in a nice place underground with magical tomes she could have learned from...so yeah there ya go) (Ah, I am sorry.) The Orks looked around, wondering where the hell that shout came from. "What now?!" SmashSkull said as he headed out of the makeshift conference room and made for a door to the outside. (SmashSkull is twelve-to-fifteen feet tall.)
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 20:02:40 GMT -6
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 20:05:47 GMT -6
(Hey, you were given signals that she enjoys macabre shit.)
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 20:07:39 GMT -6
(Also, I believe that dragons can change their size and shape based on either magical output, how they think they are(based on Spike and stuff) and some other things.) "Down here Jackass!" Sarah shouts.
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 20:10:35 GMT -6
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 20:28:50 GMT -6
(Also, I believe that dragons can change their size and shape based on either magical output, how they think they are(based on Spike and stuff) and some other things.) "Down here Jackass!" Sarah shouts. (Uh... Spike changed size because he stole things that weren't his.) The Warboss angrily stomped out of the ship with CrushArm following. The MegaNob was surprised by the sight of such a creature, but SmashSkull was too angry to give a flying Squig ass. "What?!" The massive Ork asked furiously, stomping towards the dragoness and cracking the ground under him with every step.
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 20:40:23 GMT -6
(Um...that's a reason how they can change sizes and stuff like that. The more they have, the bigger they get and vice versa. But how old are most dragons in the show to begin with? Because others could be thousands of years old but look like teenage dragons...just a thing) "Just wondering who's here, and why your above my home." The dragoness says to the person.
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Post by dannylamb456 on Nov 4, 2014 20:44:54 GMT -6
As the commotion went on at the Ork vehicle, a small occurrence was going on. A red field of energy had collected in a vaguely humanoid shape in a part of the clearing, undetected by the Harvester but could possibly be sensed by the Orks. Thick, olive metal had surrounded the energy being, fusing, bolting and layering together to form a suit of armour around the energy while a black, psuedo-organic mesh filled in the exposed, glowing red. Bits of transparent material had begun to form little lights inside the mesh, contrasting the black, while the edges of the metal plates had become a wooden brown.
The helmet of the armour was pretty distinctly shaped, a hollow cube mesh made of the same, thick metal that the suit was composed of was sunken into the sleek helmet, the edge of the cube forming a sort of horn for the helm. There were no eye slits or visors for the thing but one thing was for sure, the being looked furious despite having been completely silent and stoic the whole time.
On it's back was an executioner's sword, pointless and weighted on the blade and with a very minimal koyan. The blade was joined by a wooden rifle, reminiscent of an AKM but with a stupidly oversized banana magazine, the end of which was touching the wooden grip of the weapon. By the being's sides were two pistols, looking like the M45A1s of the modern Marine Corps but with a pretty distinct difference in barrel size and spring housing, the latter being almost as thick as the former.
The being stood, it's eyeless face staring at the Ork menance silently. Watching, poised, ready to pounce.
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 20:45:57 GMT -6
(Um...that's a reason how they can change sizes and stuff like that. The more they have, the bigger they get and vice versa. But how old are most dragons in the show to begin with? Because others could be thousands of years old but look like teenage dragons...just a thing) "Just wondering who's here, and why your above my home." The dragoness says to the person. (Yeah. Maybe yours is a teen?) "I'm Boss SmashSkull, and I'm here because my Krooser crashed!" The Ork pointed out, gesturing to the massive ship behind him.
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Post by sotn on Nov 4, 2014 20:47:45 GMT -6
As the commotion went on at the Ork vehicle, a small occurrence was going on. A red field of energy had collected in a vaguely humanoid shape in a part of the clearing, undetected by the Harvester but could possibly be sensed by the Orks. Thick, olive metal had surrounded the energy being, fusing, bolting and layering together to form a suit of armour around the energy while a black, psuedo-organic mesh filled in the exposed, glowing red. Bits of transparent material had begun to form little lights inside the mesh, contrasting the black, while the edges of the metal plates had become a wooden brown. The helmet of the armour was pretty distinctly shaped, a hollow cube mesh made of the same, thick metal that the suit was composed of was sunken into the sleek helmet, the edge of the cube forming a sort of horn for the helm. There were no eye slits or visors for the thing but one thing was for sure, the being looked furious despite having been completely silent and stoic the whole time. On it's back was an executioner's sword, pointless and weighted on the blade and with a very minimal koyan. The blade was joined by a wooden rifle, reminiscent of an AKM but with a stupidly oversized banana magazine, the end of which was touching the wooden grip of the weapon. By the being's sides were two pistols, looking like the M45A1s of the modern Marine Corps but with a pretty distinct difference in barrel size and spring housing, the latter being almost as thick as the former. The being stood, it's eyeless face staring at the Ork menance silently. Watching, poised, ready to pounce. CrushArm suddenly looked around, investigating his surroundings. Something in his gut told him that some sort of creature had just arrived.
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Post by xinrick on Nov 4, 2014 20:49:46 GMT -6
"Note I have no idea what in the wide world that is." She frowns. "Some kind of transport or something?"
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Post by Paladin on Nov 4, 2014 20:51:45 GMT -6
Mia walked through the temple, seeing the art plastered up on the walls.
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