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| Registered | Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Monday, February 11 2008 13:04
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EDIT: Roflcakes :D [ Monday, February 11, 2008 13:17: Message edited by: Jeran Korak ] -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Monday, February 11 2008 04:36
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quote:I know that you pompus death-star wannabie! -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Monday, February 11 2008 04:29
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quote:Warms my heart whenever I re-read my appearance. But just so you know, I didn't steal the idea from Final Fantasy VII, it is very big, but not quite that insane. -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow You insult me, you insult my sword! Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Monday, February 11 2008 04:24
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PM's? Does this mean you can influence your character? Or have I totally lost track? -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow You insult me, you insult my sword! Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Sunday, February 10 2008 18:31
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I had an appearance! (Twitches with glee) One thing Dikiyoba: Do you always say the full names when describing people’s actions and suchlike? Such as: “Almighty Do’er of Stuff kicked over the crate”. Instead of perhaps: “AdoS* kicked over the crate.” Granted, this is a slightly crude example, AdoS having about the longest constant username in the forums. Just something thats been on my mind for a little. * I might have got the placement of the capitals wrong EDIT: And how do reviews get added? EDIT #2: I take it because me and Azuma are together it means we know each-other? (We have been in reasonably close contact over the course of the Vale RP) It is either a nice coincidence or you are better at reading then for my already liberal credit to you. [ Sunday, February 10, 2008 18:40: Message edited by: Jeran Korak ] -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow You insult me, you insult my sword! Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Sunday, February 10 2008 13:26
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quote:In the words of an ancient and honoured man "Hey lets compromise, they both suck!" -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Sunday, February 10 2008 07:52
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Bad Aran -------------------- *Eyes potential targets* Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Sunday, February 10 2008 05:07
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Ur-Drakon!! -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow You insult me, you insult my sword! Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Saturday, February 9 2008 03:45
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.I.E to die horrifically in a pile of Goo consumed by his own power. -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Friday, February 8 2008 14:48
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Good point. Though next time no Ahonar. -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Friday, February 8 2008 06:55
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I have a question: Why did Nico win? Dikiyoba had an absolutely overwhelming number of votes on her side. Don't they count as anything? -------------------- *Eyes potential targets* Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Friday, February 8 2008 02:30
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Don't start fights you can't win mate... -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Friday, February 8 2008 02:04
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The story of how my sarcasm evolved stems from my helpless noob days. Basically I discovered that I needed to channel those impluses into my subliminal mind or die in a giant cloud of spam, again. So I became sarcastic, cliche and unflappable (well soert of) Don't hate me for being a repressed insanitarian, I at least do not hate Iffy or encourage people to play old games with one-line spam threads. In fact I refrain from creating topics as often as possible just for this reason. -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Friday, February 8 2008 00:31
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Hoots! -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Friday, February 8 2008 00:23
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quote:It was a boring day. EDIT: Plus it worked, in a way. [ Friday, February 08, 2008 00:29: Message edited by: Jeran Korak ] -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Thursday, February 7 2008 13:33
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*Pants Desperately* Well...there you have it. I request of all forum members not to slander this last work, please show respect here. I put my heart and soul into that final post, and I would be grossly angered should anyone deface it with meaningless spam. Treat it with honour, don't make posts in stupidity, just an ending and at the same time a hope to revive. Please do not treat it stupidly, if you don't have anything to say, please don't. Thank you. -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Thursday, February 7 2008 13:28
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Munigant was not the only one to feel the agony of the gods as they died. Jeran felt it to. But to him it was simply the sudden, absolute certainty that all hope had failed. He could feel no pain in this Avatar form, yet all at once all within him just...failed. There was no emotion, no pai, there was just void, the total finality that all beings experience on the last journey. Yet as he fell through the nothingness, he felt one thing. It was a presence, unlike anything any mortal had ever felt before or ever would again. Himself. And… Himself. The void faded, the freezing darkness receded and Jeran found himself standing upon thin air. The darkness around him was warm, inviting. It was the darkness of a place without light, not were light refused to enter. He did not speak, he did not need to. Three figures appeared out of the silence, they walked towards him with measured purpose, their figures unlit, yet every detail was clear in Jeran’s mind. One on his left, one on his right, one in front. “Jeran” Jeran whispered. “Yes” Said the man in front of him. He was about the same height as the human, yet his skin was the same colour and his eyes were the same sky-blue. Yet his features were different, he was thinner, his face more angular, more defined. But the most obvious difference were the ears, they ended in points. “You have discovered on the eve of the final doom” Stated the man on his right. He was shorter then the others, with long flaming red hair, in his hand he held a black rune-engraved staff. “You are returning to the beginning” Said the final one, he was a clone of the dark-skinned man except his eyes were a brilliant green instead of blue, and his ears also had more defined points. Jeran looked from one to the other; all regarded him neutrally, awaiting his words. Each met his gaze and each time they did so, the feeling of understanding grew inside Jeran’s heart. “You are me?” He inquired, a slight amount of the old sarcasm dropping back into his tone. “What was your first clue?” Sniggered the Green-eyed man “Yes, we are you, except sometimes we aren’t, you lost touch with yourself you see.” His tone was almost exactly like Jeran’s own, except the superiority and arrogance was magnified about tenfold. “There is no need for words my friend” Spoke the blue-eyed one, his tone was noticeably deeper, the sarcastic nature still detectable, but highly controlled. This was obviously the most experienced of the three, and more then likely the one in command, if such things in these circumstances were possible. “Now you remember” Whispered the red-haired man. Jeran watched, to overawed to comment as each of the three figures began to shimmer, their outlines becoming watery and indistinct. Then in one instant, they flashed upwards and outwards around him, becoming a swirling mist of brilliantly colored strands. The effect was impossible to translate understandably to speech, but in that instant, Jeran understood everything. He was a mage, wandering through a distant land. Upon the road he saw a village of strange people with pointed ears and slim bodies, they greeted him with cheers and happiness, but then a shadow fell across the land. He saw the same village, burned and destroyed, corpses of the strange people lay around the blackened huts, their bodies horrifically mutilated and defiled and over all he stood with another man, his face as black as night, his mouth curled in a feral grin of triumph. He was a warrior striding through a dense forest, twin blades held easily in mailed hands. In a second around him the trees exploded with terrible roars and screams as horrible twisted beings with hair for skin and teeth like wolves leapt from the trap towards the seemingly helpless prey. The air was filled with terrible screams as his swords moved so fast they became a blur and around him the creatures fell backwards, horrifically wounded by his terrifying skill. As his fist punched the air in victory he noticed the body nearest him stirring, the hair falling from the body, the teeth receding into the skull until all that lay around him were humans, slain by his sword and he fell to the ground and wept for his arrogance. Finally, he stood in an unfamiliar place, a desert devoid of all life. He felt a presence inside him, guiding his hands against his will, a horrible leer pasted across his face, eyes a brilliant red against a face as black as night. His Greatsword moved in a savage blur as his enemy desperately sought to counter his blows. Powerful magic assaulted him, tearing holes in his armor, ripping into his flesh, a Katana found its way through his savage assault and tore into his right thigh, but nothing could stop him. Finally with a terrible roar he threw his shattered body at his foe, blows came at him from every angle but the sword sheered through armor, flesh, bone and organs until it came to rest buried in the sands. The two half’s of his enemy fell away, and Jeran fell through a wall of water as his body finally gave up the struggle to live. “Now you know all that was, is, and will be” Said the Hazel-eyed wizard, his voice tinged with sadness. “You are whole” Fires alit inside Jeran’s skull, the knowledge of his existence sang gloriously behind his eyes as he opened them. Around him there was chaos, the death of the gods had signaled the end, in his minds eye he saw all they had wrought turning to nothingness. The world was destroying itself, cracks appeared across the surface of Rune, ancient seas imprisoned under the earth for time beyond time burst upwards, covering the land. The planet was spinning out of orbit, down into the red sun that had for so long been its protector. Jeran saw as the chamber grew hotter, the walls cracked and began to cave inwards, the inverted pyramid was collapsing, its unreality now working against it, pushing it back into non-existence. Jeran let it. With a cry so intense that in the massive magical field it came out of his mouth as a stream of incomprehensible colors Jeran planted his feet apart and willed them away. A magical shield burst into existence around the chamber, ten square feet big. The guardian and Ahonar were both trapped outside it, but the followers of Iffy and the rest of their band were encased within. As the temple fell inwards upon itself the ball of energy rose, punching through the roof, soaring into the blood-red sky. Jeran extended his power, reaching outwards with his now immortal thoughts, extending a new, greater shield outwards around the entire planet as it hurtled towards certain destruction. As the screaming sounds of exploding atmosphere filled their ears, the band watched in total incredulity as the planet burst through the burning star, out and away from it, sailing back into a reversed orbit. But all was not over. Rune still had to be protected, the vast magical field it has resided in for so long had with the death of the gods, collapsed entirely. Power such as no creature, celestial or mortal had ever felt before surged through Jeran’s body, the weight of centuries pressing down upon him as he struggled with the greatest power in the universe, time. Live is a hard habit to break, and in the small dark sarcastic part of Jeran’s mind that was not currently busy with preventing the collapse of everything it is possible to imagine…again, this thought rolled around, laughing nastily. As the massive waves of energy struck him in fists of iron Jeran knew he could never contain it all, something had to give. It gave. “Deafening” would be a vast understatement to the sound that continents make as they break apart. It was more an awesome tidal-wave of noise so powerful that the sonic waves shattered rocks, burst eardrums and turned glass into shrapnel all around the world. Rune broke apart, its core bursting open, spewing molten rock upwards through the gargantuan cracks in the world’s surface. There were now ten massive chunks of rock, orbiting around the dying core. The Avatar that had once been Jeran Korak reached forth with a hand in which stars could be lost in, the vast shield protecting the planet’s atmosphere from bleeding away into space and pulled the molten energy of the unleashed core inwards towards itself, fuel for the final step. The word sounded across space and time, and the survivors of Rune felt it inside their heads all at once as the core grew cold. “REUNION!” Then the avatar became Rune. The core expanded outwards, forced through the fissures in the planet crust as its position was replaced by the new energy, the energy of the creator. Controlled now, under command, the frozen mass of core material bled out of the shattered world into space, drifting off into the cosmos to be lost in the infinite void. In its place, a new core glittered, a solid mass of mercuric substance, radiating light outwards. The massive continents, now separate and free-floating, began their permanent, stable orbit around the new black star. Time resumed. The small shielded dome of temple floor set itself down gently upon the floor of the desert, the temple itself was gone, as were the mountains around it. As the surviving heroes turned their eyes to the heavens, the first drops of rain began to fall on the new world. Jeran was no-were to be seen. -------------------- Jeran Korak-Triad Minds Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Thursday, February 7 2008 13:12
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Almost done....three pages and counting, GoldenKing, if you F this up now I will pursue you forever and a day... -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Thursday, February 7 2008 00:33
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Hurrah! -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Thursday, February 7 2008 00:30
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EDIT: I'm posting now, do not try to argue. [ Thursday, February 07, 2008 04:59: Message edited by: Jeran Korak ] -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, February 6 2008 13:25
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Send em. -------------------- *Eyes potential targets* Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, February 6 2008 12:57
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We can post anyway. -------------------- *Eyes potential targets* Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, February 6 2008 12:35
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I know the puzzles in the ruins off by heart. However, after leaving WW I am now seriously lost. Does anyone have a map for Homeland lying around I could refer to? -------------------- *Eyes potential targets* Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, February 6 2008 09:05
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Gentlemen, gentlemen Please. There are childern around! [ Wednesday, February 06, 2008 09:05: Message edited by: Jeran Korak ] -------------------- Jeran Korak-Half-Drow You insult me, you insult my sword! Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, February 6 2008 07:26
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quote:No. Currently I'm just solving the stupid puzzles in the ruins. Also, the second its mentioned that King Feston "Suffered a wasting disease of both body and mind" It becomes clear that the Stone of Night is in fact, radioactive. -------------------- *Eyes potential targets* Posts: 942 | Registered: Sunday, October 8 2006 07:00 |