"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
You look for an Academy of Magics, since you want to learn how to turn yourself, people, and objects into different objects.
Y-you mean.. the mages guild?
Well, uhh, you don't really have the best relationship with the mages guild... to say the least.
Actually, they kind of hate you.
Quit dancing and go outside. I suggest you try to find something to test out your shoesword on.
In your sleeping garments? No sir! That is not happening in the next 50 bazillion years or so!
You'll need to find something more suitable for outdoors, instead! And maybe put some shoes on, too.
You can't rename yourself yet, as you haven't written down your original name!
Which reminds you... what will it be?
Kukukuku.....
You no longer care about what your name is, so you burn the book.
Your hand catches on fire, but you aren't hurt..
You realizes, YOU CAN CONTROL FIRE!
Your name is Bill.
You look for an Academy of Magics, since you want to learn how to turn yourself, people, and objects into different objects.
This is MY signature. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO USE MY SIGNATURE.
>Contemplates on why you are reading that book.
>The book is empty.
You write "Cale Tren" down on the cover of the book, because, of course, that is your name, and so it has been for the entirety of your life.
Y-you mean.. the mages guild?
Well, uhh, you don't really have the best relationship with the mages guild... to say the least.
Actually, they kind of hate you.
Kukukuku.....
You already have arms, stupid.
But enough with all this stuff about arms and names and whatnot.
IT'S TIME TO DANCE!
You are such an amazing dancer.
Kukukuku.....
In your sleeping garments? No sir! That is not happening in the next 50 bazillion years or so!
You'll need to find something more suitable for outdoors, instead! And maybe put some shoes on, too.
Kukukuku.....