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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 18, 2017 19:30:21 GMT -5
Any plot ideas? XD A loose kinda plot idea- My elf is the Lord of elemental magic and your angel the king of his people. The two have never met before, didn't even know the other existed until they were both captured and brought together to kill each other. Face claim-
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 18, 2017 20:00:36 GMT -5
Ohh, are you still looking for someone to rp with? I really like the idea you have!)
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 18, 2017 20:10:11 GMT -5
I am and I'd love if you'd rp with me!
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 18, 2017 20:25:25 GMT -5
Wonderful! I'll start looking for a face claim now.)
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 18, 2017 20:26:50 GMT -5
Alright, great!
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 18, 2017 20:29:25 GMT -5
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 18, 2017 21:42:25 GMT -5
Looks great! How do you think we should begin?
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 18, 2017 21:53:57 GMT -5
Hmm, we could each come up with how they got caught. Are you thinking they are being brought to some sort of Colosseum?)
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 18, 2017 22:35:59 GMT -5
I like that idea and yeah, a Colosseum.
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 18, 2017 22:38:26 GMT -5
Would you like to start so I can get a feel of the setting?)
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 18, 2017 22:50:23 GMT -5
Yeah, but I won't be able to post until tomorrow. Sorry!
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 18, 2017 22:54:36 GMT -5
That's alright, life is busy :3)
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 19, 2017 8:42:02 GMT -5
Yelling. Anger. Fire. Those where on the Elven Lords mind as he swam in darkness, mind mulling over the fact that heβd been attacked. How? Well, letβs go back a few hours to the land of Karerlis home of the elves.
Karerlis is a realm that is divided into three sections; one where natural born warriors live, then next are powerful healers, and last are a mix of the first two. The last are the elemental elves where Cindras rules. The land is a wide forest, where homes were made high in trees and where animals and elves live as one.
The day the Elven Lord was taken from his home was the same as any other day for him. Heβd been out practicing simple formations with a few young elflings when they were attacked by a group of cloaked figures. Chains were the enemies most used weapon as they fought, Cindras strong element was fire but even his fire could not melt the chains that took hold of him. Thankfully though, he was able to hold them off enough that the elflings heβd been with could escape but then all of a sudden darkness slammed into him. Cackles from the cloaked figures was the last thing he heard.
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 19, 2017 9:38:44 GMT -5
Arael had been minding his own business when some people just had to come by and ruin his day. As the ruler of his kingdom Arael spent his days inside. He finished paper work and met with others concerning the state of his people. The one time he had had free time seemed to be the time they attacked. Chains whipped from the darkness, entangling his wings in their metal grasps.
Any normal chain would have been easy for him to shatter, to break apart. These chains were not normal, they sucked the light from him, draining him of his powers and rendering him weak. Pain seared through him and he could smell the scent of burning feathers. There was no fire yet the chains seemed to burn his skin and wings. And just like that he was over taken. In any normal situation he would be fine. Even chains like these wouldn't have affected him if it hadn't been for some problems recently in the guard.
Nonetheless, that was how he ended up in this situation. Captured and unsure of what to do next other than bide his time and wait for a chance.
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 19, 2017 18:41:43 GMT -5
Cindras woke with a sharp gasp. Bolting up into a sitting position, his eyes dart about frantically. He was stuck in a cell. Where were the others? Did they escape? He wondered worriedly. Then a sharp pain hit him and he grimaced, clutching his arm. Damn. Shaking his head, he glanced down at his arm and grunted as he observed the shallow wound. Good. Only shallow. But painful. The elfβs gray-blue eyes returned to his surroundings and he realized that he was not the only here. There were many cell stacked on top of each other even, with creatures heβd never seen before. Frowning deeply, Cindras turned his focus onto the ones next to him. What strange beings...
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 19, 2017 19:08:06 GMT -5
Arael was sitting in his cell. His normally brilliantly white hair and feathers were a dusty grey flicked with red. He was feeling around in the darkness for some sort of lock or bolt he could move and get out. As it seemed, the lock to the door was one that required a special key.
The cages around him were filled with other creatures but he gave them no notice. He was much to powerful to be sitting in a cage such as this among these weak creatures. That was what he wanted to think. But as facts stood, he couldn't get out. Arael was a king. His people would be searching for him now. It wouldn't be long before he was broken out. Could his pride take that blow? No. He had to get out. If he was found locked away in a cage his rule might be questioned by those who didn't think him fit.
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Post by DragonWarrior on Jul 21, 2017 17:32:11 GMT -5
After Cindras took in his surroundings and decided to simply wait to see what happens, as he was powerless to do much else. A group of guards came in and they began to drag his cage and three others out. Down through a dark hall, the only sound was grunting of the guards forced to push the cages. When the light finally appeared, they were dragged into a large area where many beings sat watching and cheering. But for what? Cindras could not understand the language they used.
But before he could try to work out what they were saying he was being yanked out of his cage by chains they wrapped around his wrists. His eyes darted from the guards to the others be dragged from their cages and frowned. What was going on?
Focusing on the closest being next to him, he stared at what where... wings? Like a bird? But how? Confusion swirled in him. He knew birds and this was... it wasn't one. Yet it had wings like one.
(This is pretty rushed huh... If you think it is just say so and I will rewrite it. Sorry for being so slow, wasn't sure how to continue.)
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Post by ππππππππππππ on Jul 22, 2017 12:31:06 GMT -5
No, I think it's fine. It's nice to start the more actiony part of the rp! Are we going to have them draw, or what are your plans after the fight?)
The sounds of cheering exploded around Arael as he was dragged out into the open. Blinking his eyes in the sudden bright light the angel only felt the chains around his wings drop and be dragged away. The chains around his wrists had also been taken off, leaving darkening bruises from where he had strained against them. His wings, he noticed, where also worse for wear. Across him he noted someone else. It took him a split second to realize that this wasn't good. He had heard of these sorts of things but never saw or really bothered with them. It was like a Colosseum but with different races.
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