Toast of Awesomeness Posted June 21, 2012 Author Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) IC(Corpus Christi): As Brian worked, a huge shape appeared in his doorway. He looked up to see a huge, golden skinned creature with a pair of curly silver horns hefting a gigantic axe. The head of the axe was badly bent and chipped. The creature laid it down, then spoke in a gravelly voice."Blacksmith, mind fixing this for me? Busted it on a tank."IC(Odessa): Suddebly, Gerhard heard a growl behind him. He turned to see a massive, red-scaled, reptilian monster, fangs bared. The dragon lunged, jaws snapping. The demigod barely had time to leap out of the way before the jaws snapped closed over where he had been. The dragon turned, snarling, then-"Broggdir! Down, boy!"The dragons ears turned down, and it almost seemed to frown as it crouched, slinking away.A delightful, melodious voice came from behind Gerhard."Sorry about that. Some dragons are smart, but Broggdir's like a big puppy."When Gerhard turned, he saw before him the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She had blond hair, pale skin, greenish gold eyes, and, strangely, pointed ears. She carried a sword strapped to her side with a bow and quiver on her back. She was seated on a large white horse, bigger than any Gerhard had ever seen.She tossed her head to the side, getting her hair out of her eyes."I'm Erisa, by the way. I guess you two are the ones we were waiting on?" Edited June 21, 2012 by Toast of Awesomeness Well, would you just look at that? I'm a piece of toast.
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Travis"Odessa," Travis mused, "so...are you going to take me there or what? 'Cause I have no idea where Odessa is."
Toast of Awesomeness Posted June 21, 2012 Author Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) IC: Loki glanced up."Heimdall?" he called.Suddenly, a pillar of light surrounded the two, and Travis found himself flying through space before coming out of the tunnel in a large, dome shaped, spinning room with walls of gold."Don't get comfortable, we're not staying," said Loki impassively. "We just have to wait for Heimdall to reset the Bifröst." Edited June 21, 2012 by Toast of Awesomeness Well, would you just look at that? I'm a piece of toast.
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: TravisTravis looked around in amazement, but acknowledged that he wouldn't be here for long.OOC: Have you watched Thor recently?
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Gerhard"I'd think so," he replied. "Anyways, it's a pleasure to meet you, Erisa. I'm Gerhard Tyrson. Anyways, I was told I would be seeing Elves and Dragons. The dragon is spot-on to what I had imagined. I was also kinda hoping for those Keebler cookie elves, as I was kinda hungry, but your kind are pretty good, too. I'm not even sure if Cookie-elves can fight." He then noticed that he was beginning to get off track. "Anyways, back on topic: is there any special meeting place where we're supposed to go?'
Toast of Awesomeness Posted June 21, 2012 Author Posted June 21, 2012 Fake IC: Erisa raised an eyebrow, but handed Gerhard a cookie.IC: Erisa laughed."We're camped this way. Follow me." She turned her horse around, and began walking towards the camp, just visible over a hill.If Gerhard had looked up, he would have seen a billboard advertising for a new flavor of Trident chewing gum: pineapple. The spokesperson was a dreadlocked, laughing man in a purple t-shirt which said "YOLO", who was, oddly enough, holding a literal trident.Of course, he probably wouldn't notice that.IC: Heimdall nodded, and the portal reopened, tunnel of light shooting towards Odessa.Loki looked at Travis one last time."Well, off you go. Make an impression- I don't want a forgettable son."The god of trickery winked once, then turned and walked towards Asgard.OOC: Yes, yes I have. Well, would you just look at that? I'm a piece of toast.
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: TravisTravis gave a nod and a smile as he was warped off to Odessa.A beam of light appeared in front of the travelling party of Norse demigods. As it faded, it was clear that Travis had arrived. "Travis, son of Loki," he said with a fake bow, "at your service."
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: GerhardGerhard came to the top of the hill, and saw the camp in full. "So, we have this many on our side?" Before he could get an answer, someone appeared in a beam of light, Travis. "Well, Travis, we've been expecting you. I'm Gerhard, son of Tyr."
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: TravisTravis shook Gerhard's hand."Pleased to meet you, Gerhard," he said, turning to the other people, "and you are?"
Alex Humva Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) IC [Marcus/Houston/Train]"Yes, I have. You weren't there a moment ago; you reek of the divine. I have no interest in fighting against the gods for the benefit of another."OOCI'll get an update on Amanda sometime here soon... Edited June 21, 2012 by Programmer Alex Humva 1 1 2 3 5 8 13 21 34 55 89 "In short, my English Lit friend, living in a mental world of absolute rights and wrongs, may be imagining that because all theories are wrong, the earth may be thought spherical now, but cubical next century, and a hollow icosahedron the next, and a doughnut shape the one after." -Isaac Asimov, responding to a letter he had received saying that scientific certainty was false, The Relativity of Wrong
Toast of Awesomeness Posted June 21, 2012 Author Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) IC: Jyrik's face went stony as Travis arrived."I am Jyrik. Baldur's son."There was tense silence for a minute until Erisa nervously chuckled."Right then. Well, I'm Erisa, and yes I'm an elf. Yes, Gerhard, we have plenty of numbers. Many of the gods' followers have chosen to fight for them, as have some of my people. The dark elves and their brothers the who have come are currently sleeping or underground- they're not used to this kind of light. We have two dragons, as well, and if we need them, Freyr has captured a few trolls for us. The All-Father is debating asking the Jotuns for help but... I don't think it will come to that."Baldur raised an eyebrow. "It shouldn't. We don't need them. How many do we have to fight?""Let's see.... About 400 men, fifty berserkers, fifty of my people, forty Dvergr and fifty dark elves, two dragons.... Nearly six hundred. We also have two of these.... Tanks, I believe they're called. We believe that should be enough to take Abilene, if the three of you agree." Edited June 21, 2012 by Toast of Awesomeness Well, would you just look at that? I'm a piece of toast.
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: TravisTravis tried to keep his composure. Loki hadn't told him he would be working with a son of Baldur."Nice to meet you, Erisa," he mumbled through gritted teeth.
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: GerhardGerhard noticed the bit of tension between Jyrik and Travis. He was ready to pull out his sword or shotgun, if needed."Yes, I believe six hundred is a good number. And the tanks will be very useful, hopefully the enemy doesnt gave anti-tank missiles or tank guns. Even if they do, that shouldn't be too much of a problem. Anyways, how will we get to Abilene? The days of marching on foot are pretty much over, and some of our units sound like they will move much faster then others."
Toast of Awesomeness Posted June 21, 2012 Author Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) IC: "Well, we have enough of these.... Trucks, I think they're called? Anyway, we have enough to transport most everyone, me and my archers have our horses, which are just as fast. And the dragons can fly. I have been told we'll need to stop a few times to get food for the trucks, though."The elf flashed another nervous smile as she led them into the camp. As they passed by, a tent flap opened, revealing a gray skinned creature with pointed ears, black hair and luminescent orange eyes. He shaded his eyes with his hand, looking over them, then disappeared into the tent."So," called Erisa. "I've arranged separate tents for the three of you near the center of the camp. The command rent is the large one with the flag on top. We'll all be meeting there in around an hour and a half, so you have time to get settled in. If you need clothes, I'm sure you can buy some off somebody. There's also a hot dog stand if you're hungry, assuming the Dvergr haven't finished them off," she said, indicating different areas of the camp.Behind her smile, she was mentally facepalming at whoever was making the decisions on who worked together here. Edited June 21, 2012 by Toast of Awesomeness Well, would you just look at that? I'm a piece of toast.
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Gerhard"Well that's good to hear. I'm off to go to the hot dog stand, it's been a while since I last ate." He looked at Jyrik and Travis, and hoped nothing would happen between them while he was gone. Well, he should only be gone a few minutes at most, hopefully short enough for nothing bad to happen.
Toast of Awesomeness Posted June 21, 2012 Author Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) OOC: Oh, by the way:Username: ToAName: Erisa VetröoknuurAge: 64, looks in her early 20sGender: femaleSpecies: Monster, Light ElfAffiliation: The Norse Pantheon, specifically FreyrAppearance: Erisa stands at about 5'8, with a small, slight build. She has pale skin, with greenish gold eyes that, like all elves, glow in the dark. Her hair is a whiteish blond, and she has pointed, elven ears. Like other light elves, she's quite beautiful, even startlingly so. She wears ornate silver light armor, which has been to be somewhat bullet resistant.Weapons: Carries a long, thin sword, and her bow, which she's quite skilled with. Of elven make, the bow's arrows are two feet long and fly farther than any human arrow, making them excellent weapons.Powers/skills: Like all light elves, Erisa is exquisitely beautiful, but she's even seen as attractive among her own race. This allows her to manipulate men fairly easily.Erisa is an expert swordswoman and archer, having trained all her life. Light elves have fantastic reflexes, which may seem nearly inhuman, as well as extraordinary skill at archery. However, they are frailer and not as strong as humans, and Erisa is no exception.In addition, elves are very long lived and age slowly, and their eyes glow in the dark.Biography: Erisa is a native of Alflheim, realm of the light elves, and dominion of the god Freyr. The elves honor all the gods, but Freyr has special meaning for them as their patron.Alflheim is a bright, forested land, with cities of glass and crystal. Magic is fairly common there. However, the elves are far behind technologically. They have no computers, televisions, or firearms of any sort, and still use horses for transportation. Compared to earth, this is a serious disadvantage, valiant though the elves may be.Erisa is the leader of the first company of light elves to come to earth to fight for the gods, at the request of Freyr himself. She is a battle-hardened warrior who can stop a man's heart with a smile, then dispatch him in a second.She is an extraordinary fighter, skilled in eight elven martial arts. She's not someone to get in a close fight with, however, her inexperience with modern technology is a big weakness.Among her allies, Erisa is calm, even aloof, befitting an elf, but can turn serious in a heartbeat if necessary. Though inexperienced in the ways of earth, this elven warrior is not someone to trifle with.IC: Erisa smiled and waved goodbye. She dropped off her horse, standing between Jyrik and Travis. She guestured to three tents in a row, each decently-sized but unadorned."You're free to take your pick-"Without a word, Jyrik walked towards the tent on the far left without looking back."...Of the three," finished Erisa, rolling her eyes.IC: As Gerhard reached the stand, the woman running it waved him over."Hey there. I've only got one more, if you want it. Those Dvergr are obsessed with the things.... There's not a one that hasn't eaten four today." Edited June 21, 2012 by Toast of Awesomeness Well, would you just look at that? I'm a piece of toast.
Xomeron Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) Username: cardworkMagician(Xom)Name: PuckAge: 2897Gender: MaleSpecies: Hobgoblin(A variety of monster)Affiliation: Celtic Pantheon, The Faerie KingdomAppearance: PuckWeapons: A longsword forged from Tungsten Carbide(All faeries work with such materials, as Iron and Steel are abhorrent to them; this sword was a gift from the Faerie King)Powers/skills: Puck is skilled with illusions, creating false constructs of light, and with mixing potions; he has an instinctive knowledge of plant and animal parts, their traits, and effects on other ingredients, which allows him to mix potions of very unusual natures. His most vaunted and useful talent, however, is that of the Polymorph; he can turn mortals and some magical creatures into common animals, and the transformation can either be partial or complete.Biography: Puck among the most famous of creatures hailing from Celtic mythology, but not directly; rather, it was his appearance in Shakespeare's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" which has granted him immortality in the minds of man. Puck maintains a similar role to that he had when Shakespeare wrote the play; he is the right hand man to Oberon, King of The Fae, but rather than a "Merry Wanderer Of The Night" Puck is a trickster, clever and aged, who once delighted in making sport of mortals, though in recent centuries he has taken on more responsibility, and his trickster nature has been humbled. He also does not like almonds.Puck will occasionally speak in Iambic Pentameter, though he has little talent for it, and he often quotes the play in which he featured. (If asked, he will report that Shakespeare wrote those lines, he merely plays the best Puck.)IC:At that hot dog stand, a man had just stepped into line. He was tall, with pale skin and light hair indicative of someone definitely not from Texas. He seemed to be happily gawking at everything he saw around him, looking as if he was a tourist; in short, rather out of place. In contrast to his clothes, which were modern and quite in style, a sword hung at his hip, secured in its sheath by a length of wire. Edited June 21, 2012 by cardworkMagician That being said, thag thag thaggity thag thagness.-Rover "A memo was sent to Astaria asking if it would at all be possible to make a flying goat.""The Astarians responded that making a goat fly would be trivial; making it land safely would be another matter entirely."
Lara White Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: The man didn't react and was almost eerily still as Marcus talked--almost as if the human was a puppet for something unseen. "I am no god." The man said. "Though I have been mistaken for such before. I seek not to force a conversion to my service, nor to actively proselytize. I have been sent to build a safe haven for the weak and to drive back the pagan gods who threaten my wards. To that end, I would give you the power to strike down gods and ask you to use that power to defend my wards in Forth Worth."
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: GerhardGerhard arrived right after some other person got in line. "I'll have one hot dog!" he shouted. Hopefully the other person didn't get the last one.
Xomeron Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC:"So will everyone. You're supposed to wait your turn." The man(?) remarked without looking at Gerhard. That being said, thag thag thaggity thag thagness.-Rover "A memo was sent to Astaria asking if it would at all be possible to make a flying goat.""The Astarians responded that making a goat fly would be trivial; making it land safely would be another matter entirely."
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: GerhardGerhard looked over the menu, as it seemed that this person might get the last hot dog... They had generic hot dog stand food items, so he decided he'd get a pretzel. Of course, it would be so salty, he'd need something to drink with it. A Coke. However, he was really hoping to get that hot dog.
Samus Aran-Bounty Hunter Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Brian (Forge, Corpus Christi)"Hmm..." Brian moved over to the axe, not even flinching at the appearence of the golden-skinned beast. After looking it over for a few seconds, he replied. "Would you like me to just fix it or completely reforge it? Either option would take no more than 6 hours, and I've got extra weapons in the back if you need any."IC: Inetrnot (Dallas)After recieving his coffee, the god winked, and pulled up a holo-screen of a chunk of gold. Making it real, he tossed the chunk at the waitress and switched the screen to a video showing the news. After watching it for a few seconds, Inetrnot closed the screen and disappeared the way he came, by fading into binary code and blinking out digit by digit. The coffee followed suit, and soon there was no sign he had been there, other than the hunk of gold the waitress still had clutched in her hand. Zakaro They call me Zakaro. You should too.
Toast of Awesomeness Posted June 21, 2012 Author Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Randall stroked his chin."Reforge it, I suppose. Shouldn't have anything in the next few hours. I heard we're moving out soon though, the gods want to try and beat the Egyptians to Houston."IC: The man and Gerhard received their food as the woman placed a SOLD OUT sign over the hot dog on the menu. Well, would you just look at that? I'm a piece of toast.
Xomeron Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC:Puck did, in fact, end up taking the last hot dog, and once he had it, turned to examine the man he'd been speaking to. That being said, thag thag thaggity thag thagness.-Rover "A memo was sent to Astaria asking if it would at all be possible to make a flying goat.""The Astarians responded that making a goat fly would be trivial; making it land safely would be another matter entirely."
Samus Aran-Bounty Hunter Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Brian (Forge)"Alright." With that, Brian took the axe and placed it into a large pot, placed over the hottest part of the fire. "Might as well speed it up a bit..." He muttered. Cracking his knuckles, he shoved his hand out towards the flames, which burned higher, brighter, and hotter in response. Drawing his hand back, breathing more heavily, he turned to Randall. "Watch this for a while. I'm going to get the mold." He proceded towards the back door.Zakaro They call me Zakaro. You should too.
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: GerhardGerhard got his pretzel and Coke. He wasn't unhappy, right now food was food. He noticed that the other man had turned around. "Hello, I don't believe we've met... I'm Gerhard Tyrson.
Xomeron Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC:"Robin Goodfellow." The man said, with a seemingly ironic smile. "I'd offer you my hand, but we've both got handfulls." That being said, thag thag thaggity thag thagness.-Rover "A memo was sent to Astaria asking if it would at all be possible to make a flying goat.""The Astarians responded that making a goat fly would be trivial; making it land safely would be another matter entirely."
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 (edited) IC: Travis"Hey," Travis said, walking up to the two, "aren't you from that one Shakespeare play?"He looked at Gerhard."I got bored," he said, "so I followed you here." Edited June 21, 2012 by Zyke the destroyer
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Gerhard"That is quite true. Anyways, what are you doing around here? You don't seem like you're from around here."
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Travis"Well, duh," Travis interrupted, "of course he's not from around here. He's a hobgoblin! Right? Yeah, my class did A Midsummer Night's Dream when I was in fourth grade."
Terminus Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Gerhard"Really... A hobgoblin?" Gerhard searched his mind with what he knew about mythical creatures to remember what a hobgoblin was...
Wyrd Bid Ful Araed Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: "Hey! Where you headed?""Inwards," Rosa replied, "To Dallas, I think. You going that way?"
Kothra Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC(Shinobu/Cedar_Park): "Ah..." she mumbled, glancing between the man and the door.Her eyes narrowed at the last question, but she figured there was no use in hiding something that had already been revealed."No, I am not human," she said. "What of it?"She reached down and grabbed a piece of pineapple and popped it into her mouth, waiting for his answer.
Xomeron Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC:"I am not just any Hobgoblin. I am the Puck himself; Robin Goodfellow, former jester to the King Of Faerie, exiled from my kind when the Fae were quit of this plane forever." Puck grinned. "So tell me, did you play my part in the child's production of that oh so excellent play?" That being said, thag thag thaggity thag thagness.-Rover "A memo was sent to Astaria asking if it would at all be possible to make a flying goat.""The Astarians responded that making a goat fly would be trivial; making it land safely would be another matter entirely."
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 21, 2012 Posted June 21, 2012 IC: Travis"Actually," Travis replied, "yeah, yeah I did."
Xomeron Posted June 22, 2012 Posted June 22, 2012 IC:Puck chuckled. "I'd like to take the credit for coming up with those lines you read. Sadly, that was all Shaxmere." Puck said. "So what might your name be?" That being said, thag thag thaggity thag thagness.-Rover "A memo was sent to Astaria asking if it would at all be possible to make a flying goat.""The Astarians responded that making a goat fly would be trivial; making it land safely would be another matter entirely."
Havelock Vetinari Posted June 22, 2012 Posted June 22, 2012 IC (Cedar Park, Texas)Abbas shrugged. "Nothing in truth. It was a useful way to see if my skills had maintained themselves through the ravages of time. It appears they have." He noted that his visitor seemed quite eager to leave, judging from the way she had glanced at the door. He stepped aside, removing himself from her route. "If you wish to leave, I will not stop you. There may be a market still in operation somewhere within this city." Abbas shifted for a moment, looking about the kitchen, it's relatively good condition reinforced his theories about it's owners fate. "I doubt it, to be frank, but once my....allies...are have asserted control over the city, you will likely see a renewal of commerce." If there was one thing Abbas had learned through his long years it was this, the second the shooting stopped was the second market stalls opened. I believe you find life such a problem because you think there are the good people and the bad people. You are wrong, of course. There are, always and only, the bad people, but some of them are on opposite sides.
Promised Land Posted June 22, 2012 Posted June 22, 2012 (edited) IC: Somewhere in Texas"If you don't mind us making a quick stop to pick up some friends, then sure.""Kang!" Shu whispered how are we supposed to pick them up without her seeing?""Just leave it to me," Kang smirked before turning back to the girl, "So how about it?" Edited June 22, 2012 by Promised Land His former links: The Legend of Zelda: The Fouth Triforce, Trials of Brothers (review), Seven Eyes of the Dead, Yu-Gi-Oh!- Darkness Returns!Personal Links: Astray, Kit Preview
Zulu Yankee Kilo Echo Posted June 22, 2012 Posted June 22, 2012 IC: Travis"I'm Travis," he replied, "y'know, despite everything that's been going on lately, I never thought I would actually get to meet Robin Goodfellow himself!"
Xomeron Posted June 22, 2012 Posted June 22, 2012 IC:"Most people think I don't exist. I don't usually go parading myself around, to be honest. Of course, nothing's been usual lately, what with the gods and all." That being said, thag thag thaggity thag thagness.-Rover "A memo was sent to Astaria asking if it would at all be possible to make a flying goat.""The Astarians responded that making a goat fly would be trivial; making it land safely would be another matter entirely."
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