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He could've sworn he saw movement. Nigel quickly scanned his surroundings. Off into the distance, he saw some broken bushes and saplings. What's this? He cautiously walked toward the scene and froze. Lowering his head, he sniffed the three-clawed tracks. "Tyrannosaurus. And a large one at that." Another track caught his eye. "A crocodilian's! How could one so large get so far inland?" He lifted his head back up and could hear the churning rivers nearby. "That'd do it." He turned his head once more, and could see a gargantuan carcass. He slowly inched closer, careful not to make a sound. Huddled in front of the dead animal were four blobs. As he came closer, the carcass was the first to come into focus. "The tyrannosaur." It's body lay smashed against a tree, a characteristic crocodilian bite across it's back. The blobs were easier to see. They were dromaeosaurs or troodonts, it was still hard to make out. Nigel inched closer to hear what they were saying, and in his mistake,
Jak and his crew take shelter in the cave, Jak dips his head in gratitude at Odin. "Those youngins of yours are quiet obnoxious "he chuckles
"They haven't made a sound in weeks for fear of being discovered and murdered. I'll give them a bit of leeway for now," Odin responded. Outside of the cave, the storm was upon them.
He could've sworn he saw movement. Nigel quickly scanned his surroundings. Off into the distance, he saw some broken bushes and saplings. What's this? He cautiously walked toward the scene and froze. Lowering his head, he sniffed the three-clawed tracks. "Tyrannosaurus. And a large one at that." Another track caught his eye. "A crocodilian's! How could one so large get so far inland?" He lifted his head back up and could hear the churning rivers nearby. "That'd do it." He turned his head once more, and could see a gargantuan carcass. He slowly inched closer, careful not to make a sound. Huddled in front of the dead animal were four blobs. As he came closer, the carcass was the first to come into focus. "The tyrannosaur." It's body lay smashed against a tree, a characteristic crocodilian bite across it's back. The blobs were easier to see. They were dromaeosaurs or troodonts, it was still hard to make out. Nigel inched closer to hear what they were saying, and in his mistake,
he snapped a twig...
((Well, the thread hasn't been active in a while, either!))
Fenrir bursts out of the trees, simply to feed on the dead tyrannosaur's corpse. After taking a few bites, he sees all the other theropods looking at him in horror.
"What?", he asks.
Red, Chippy, and Keira go on to look for any other of their comrades, mainly to see what's going on...
Fenrir bursts out of the trees, simply to feed on the dead tyrannosaur's corpse. After taking a few bites, he sees all the other theropods looking at him in horror.
"What?", he asks.
Red, Chippy, and Keira go on to look for any other of their comrades, mainly to see what's going on...
Titanis whirled around, knocking over a tree in the proces. Giant Crocodylomorphs had that problem with their tails. Moonfire was on his head, and noticed the others. "Red!" She called out. "Nigel!" She hopped off, landing lightly on her feet. She darted forward into the confusion, leaving a even more confused Titanis. He knew Red, but who was this other dinosaur who was eating the carcass? And moreover, who was Nigel?
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I wish I had spelled my name right all that time ago...
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
"Goodbye, you wretched, treacherous scum." T'was the scorn of Set's obedient soldiers, moments before he pushed Loki from the cliff. But moments can be varied in length, and the moments pursuant to this statement were lasting several seconds at the least.
First Loki looked to his executioner, and then he looked out to the scene of his death: The vast expanse behind him. He could see the ocean; it was just down below, but there were smatterings of sharp, jagged rocks which would surely impede his fall. Even if he were to somehow survive that, there was the ocean itself: Injured, he would never swim to shore. Bleeding, he would attract countless predators. He was truly a doomed creature.
Then came a sound, and a few of the creatures named Magmaraptors began to turn and investigate. They were too late: From the cliffs, above, stones began to be hurled. They were small, although a few larger ones emerged: These were thrown by Herkul, using his tail and his side to force them off of the escarpments with ease. While few rocks actually hit the soldiers, they created quite a distracting atmosphere, and this gave time for Gor, Illora and Kokorat to emerge from the shadows. One of the Magmaraptors emitted a nearly cackling tone:
"Ha! You have truly lead an army of fools. To think that they were almost free of your influence - now they'll have to follow you in death." This arrogance did not last. As the soldiers of Set prepared to deal with the three closest insurgents, and as the stones began to fall less frequently and in smaller quantities, a raucous of noise was suddenly present, and then it took the lives of one of the Magmaraptors: A flock of Ramphorynchus had emerged from hiding, and several of them had startled one soldier standing too close to the cliff's precipice. Now realizing that they were, in fact, in some danger, the raptors assumed positions of more serious defence. They were not even at the end of their ordeal: Next came packs of vicious proto-mammalians. Several more raptors fell to these beasts, and as they assumed a closer arrangement for better defence, they found themselves only now suffering the approach of Loki's three remaining loyal cronies. They did not notice that the rocks were not smashing against each other any more; that sound had been replaced by animalistic screeching and cackling. Loki grinned, relishing the defeat of his arrogant captors, but this grin was not to last: He was soon pushed from the cliff in a final attempt to complete Set's tasks before death.
As he fell, Loki panicked. He had never died before. There had been one, perhaps two times, where he had thought that the would die. He had even been presumed dead after one of these events. But this was different. This was final. There was nothing which could save him from the jagged rocks below. And in that moment, as is customary, his life was replayed quite vividly in his brain.
His childhood was a blur. Slowly he began to form his own pack, and evolution brought that to an end after a rather successful run. Then he had reformed an army. He had spent some time flirting with the idea of joining Nocturne, but that had never fruitioned. He had travelled to Terratan, which was truly his home, as cruel as it had been to him. Scarletfire.
He had seen Scarletfire nearly as an equal. She was a genius, obviously, and she shared with him so many things: Passion for power, a desire to rule, and an innate ability to betray anyone. They both had ideals, and perhaps they shared their ideals. He wished to rule the island, but to enjoy ruling it. He would have gladly used Set to achieve this goal. And that was what had driven them apart: He had been willing to make use of any tool. She had seen danger in tools. Perhaps that was where she bested him: She was never blind to any side of a scenario. As unlikely an outcome as it had been, she had still seen it, and she had used her intelligence to stay away from it. In the face of death, Loki still saw that view as stupid, but he saw Scarletfire herself as a genius, and as a being who he was meant to do great things with. Perhaps he even loved her.
He made contact too soon.
His eyes had been closed, but he had calculated how long it would be before he hit the rocks and died. The ocean wasn't loud enough yet. Opening his eyes, Loki found himself on an out-sprung branch. It appeared to be dead, and he could feel it breaking under his weight. However, from here, he could easily jump to a spot amongst the rocks where he would not die; nor would he suffer serious injury. Moments after he had jumped he heard a crunch, followed by a splash, and when he turned around, another Magmaraptor had fallen into the waves after crushing the branch which had saved his life. It had never been noticed before, and now, it would never be noticed again. The branch had seemingly been present only for the purpose of his own survival. Well, I suppose I am important enough to warrant an entire branch, at the least.
((Hey, Mas! We're glad that you found our little roleplay appealing enough to join. There are a few things you should know:
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"Goodbye, you wretched, treacherous scum." T'was the scorn of Set's obedient soldiers, moments before he pushed Loki from the cliff. But moments can be varied in length, and the moments pursuant to this statement were lasting several seconds at the least.
First Loki looked to his executioner, and then he looked out to the scene of his death: The vast expanse behind him. He could see the ocean; it was just down below, but there were smatterings of sharp, jagged rocks which would surely impede his fall. Even if he were to somehow survive that, there was the ocean itself: Injured, he would never swim to shore. Bleeding, he would attract countless predators. He was truly a doomed creature.
Then came a sound, and a few of the creatures named Magmaraptors began to turn and investigate. They were too late: From the cliffs, above, stones began to be hurled. They were small, although a few larger ones emerged: These were thrown by Herkul, using his tail and his side to force them off of the escarpments with ease. While few rocks actually hit the soldiers, they created quite a distracting atmosphere, and this gave time for Gor, Illora and Kokorat to emerge from the shadows. One of the Magmaraptors emitted a nearly cackling tone:
"Ha! You have truly lead an army of fools. To think that they were almost free of your influence - now they'll have to follow you in death." This arrogance did not last. As the soldiers of Set prepared to deal with the three closest insurgents, and as the stones began to fall less frequently and in smaller quantities, a raucous of noise was suddenly present, and then it took the lives of one of the Magmaraptors: A flock of Ramphorynchus had emerged from hiding, and several of them had startled one soldier standing too close to the cliff's precipice. Now realizing that they were, in fact, in some danger, the raptors assumed positions of more serious defence. They were not even at the end of their ordeal: Next came packs of vicious proto-mammalians. Several more raptors fell to these beasts, and as they assumed a closer arrangement for better defence, they found themselves only now suffering the approach of Loki's three remaining loyal cronies. They did not notice that the rocks were not smashing against each other any more; that sound had been replaced by animalistic screeching and cackling. Loki grinned, relishing the defeat of his arrogant captors, but this grin was not to last: He was soon pushed from the cliff in a final attempt to complete Set's tasks before death.
As he fell, Loki panicked. He had never died before. There had been one, perhaps two times, where he had thought that the would die. He had even been presumed dead after one of these events. But this was different. This was final. There was nothing which could save him from the jagged rocks below. And in that moment, as is customary, his life was replayed quite vividly in his brain.
His childhood was a blur. Slowly he began to form his own pack, and evolution brought that to an end after a rather successful run. Then he had reformed an army. He had spent some time flirting with the idea of joining Nocturne, but that had never fruitioned. He had travelled to Terratan, which was truly his home, as cruel as it had been to him. Scarletfire.
He had seen Scarletfire nearly as an equal. She was a genius, obviously, and she shared with him so many things: Passion for power, a desire to rule, and an innate ability to betray anyone. They both had ideals, and perhaps they shared their ideals. He wished to rule the island, but to enjoy ruling it. He would have gladly used Set to achieve this goal. And that was what had driven them apart: He had been willing to make use of any tool. She had seen danger in tools. Perhaps that was where she bested him: She was never blind to any side of a scenario. As unlikely an outcome as it had been, she had still seen it, and she had used her intelligence to stay away from it. In the face of death, Loki still saw that view as stupid, but he saw Scarletfire herself as a genius, and as a being who he was meant to do great things with. Perhaps he even loved her.
He made contact too soon.
His eyes had been closed, but he had calculated how long it would be before he hit the rocks and died. The ocean wasn't loud enough yet. Opening his eyes, Loki found himself on an out-sprung branch. It appeared to be dead, and he could feel it breaking under his weight. However, from here, he could easily jump to a spot amongst the rocks where he would not die; nor would he suffer serious injury. Moments after he had jumped he heard a crunch, followed by a splash, and when he turned around, another Magmaraptor had fallen into the waves after crushing the branch which had saved his life. It had never been noticed before, and now, it would never be noticed again. The branch had seemingly been present only for the purpose of his own survival. Well, I suppose I am important enough to warrant an entire branch, at the least.
((That was actually very peaceful, I liked it.))
Titanis moved with speed now. Red and the crew had split off, meanwhile Moonfire, Nigel, Thoth and himself had moved in a unit. He was heading for where the Pterodactyl had directed them. An odd one that was. Still, the natives respected him, and he was grateful.
Moonfire rode atop the great crocodile. He was very agile on land, that time in the tropics had done him well.
"Titanis, could it be you've grown?"
"Grown? Well, at 150 years old, I suppose I may have."
"That's good" The Troodon replied. "You've not forgotten our big problem, have you?"
Titanis grimaced. "If only I could. Don't worry, I will handle it myself. Long ago my kind made error, and now it is I who must correct it. It is your kind, dearest Austral, who saved me. Now I may return the debt."
"But-But Titanis, I don't want to lose you. We've already lost so much." Moonfire said, emotion running high.
"I'll do my best, and if I fail, I shall die for my kingdom, my island, and my friends."
Moonfire felt a comfort. They might die today, but if they did, they would die together, and be reunited with those long gone.
Night was setting over Terratan. Scarlet looked out over the jungle, alive again. From her cliff she could see forever. A battle scared Barix sat next to her, looking out over the savage landscape.
"The compy I met at the river spoke of a battle tomorrow, the natives are to battle Set for a final push, all versus all."
"And?" Scarlet asked. "We barely escape a possessed demon and a monster, now you want to fight a war?"
"No, I simply think it will be important. The destruction..."
"Wrought by the king of lies, like a snake with legs."
She knew Loki would be there, or perhaps involved in some way. Why should she care? Indeed, from the ashes of this war would rise her empire. But was that what she wanted?
She had loved him, in a way. She found him fascinating. And there were nights, in the past, where he had been caring. Plotting raids and schemes, they would talk for hours about different topics. They grew together. But she could never work with Set. And if Loki could not see that, it was indeed destined for them to be split apart. But was she right? Or, perhaps, she was wrong for the third time in her life. Slowly, their madness came back to her. That was it, their relationship was madness. It was a madness she missed. One she wanted.
One she needed.
The next morning came early. Barix awoke to see his master standing on the cliff, wind strong and appearance lovely as usual.
((It's lines like "I would never leave your side." that make me think this would work excellently as a live action performance. Aside from the fact that the characters are all dinosaurs; that would be rather hard to sell.))
Thoth, walking idly, found himself feeling rather useless. Usually he could distract himself from these thoughts with small actions such as a measured pace, or an intense search of his surroundings. Not today. What good was he? What good had come from the deaths of his friends? None that he could see. The one thing he needed above all else was courage, but he had none. That had been made clear when he proved himself inept against the Tyrannosaurus. Would Austral have wanted that?
Yes. Yes he would. Austral would have wanted Thoth to remain safe, and to remain smart. What Troodon, in there right mind, could have confronted a Tyrannosaurus and survived? Well, three came to mind immediately, but none of them were named “Thoth”. No, his purpose was intelligence, was it not? Ah, but why make use of him when there were clearly more intelligent creatures out there; more intelligent, and also more useful in a fight. Sherlock had come and proven himself. Loki and Scarletfire? Well, they needed no introduction; when they came, they were both worshipped and feared. So perhaps Thoth had no clear purpose; all the same, he would work to do his part in the defeat of Set.
***
Sobek rose from a resting position and stalked out of the crude hut which the Coelophysis had been housing him in. He had healed completely since his severe injuries incurred against Set, all those months ago. He had even been leading some patrols recently. Mostly they had consisted of himself and his three remaining brethren, but since one of them had died of a disease during the winter, he had taken to being accompanied by several Coelophysis as well. His father had also been leading patrols; most recently, he had taken a patrol to find Odin, who had never returned from his own patrol to locate more members of the resistance. That had been three days ago. Hopefully, news would arrive soon. It did.
“Sobek, greetings. I… I can only tell you that you should see Hapy soon,” Dionysus, a Liliensternus, suggested. It was unusually sombre, the way in which his words carried. He was often a cheerful fellow, but now, he glanced to the ground, and padded away in a depressed state. Sobek could only be skeptical as to what the nature of his conversation with the leader of the Coelophysis could constitute. He searched the camp, and found Sobek in a large clearing near the centre of the complex. It was eerily quiet; no battle was raging outside of the walls, and no idle chatter was taking place.
When Hapy broke the news to him, it was dreadful. Ra-Hak had been killed by one of Set’s forces. The commander of this group had been sympathetic and had returned the bodies of all those who they had killed to a delegation from the camp, but it was indisputable: Ra-Hak was dead.
“Sobek, we must use this to fuel our fight, but not our rage.” Nothing Hapy said could stop Sobek. There were those who agreed with him, and they were quick to join. So, too, were the other Deltadromeus. Just three, now, even with Sobek included. He was dead silent. They all were.
“Sobek, where are you going?” Hapy was nearly pleading through his voice. Sobek offered no reply, but the answer was evident. He was going to Set. Hapy only watched him leave, his supporters in tow. If there was one piece of logic which Set had uttered but Hapy could agree with, it was that divided, Terratan would fall. Had it not been Ra-Hak himself who replied, “But as one, we are unstoppable,"?
Delta shook his head and and followed to see where sobek was going. He finally found him. After all these years. Slash circled around the perimeter checking to see if any dinosaurs would interrupt them. Delta couldn't believe his eyes. Were had they been all this time? What were they up to now? These questions drifted through his head as he thought about finally having a pack again. About finally being "home."
Talon kept following the tracks of the great crocodile. She was close, he could smell her. Moonfire had a sweet smell, like wildflowers, or nectar. Indeed, it was unmistakeable. Suddenly he noted a new scent, two in fact. One was of a river, he identified it as a baryonyx. And the other, one that had a snap, as unique as Moonfire, but more aggressive, like smelling spices. It was Scarlet, and she had company. Alongside the tracks of the Baryonyx were those of other raptors, carnosaurs and other theropods.
"Hey boss, you smelling this?" Razer asked.
"Yeah, a group of fighters. A local seems to have called up some old friends. I guess we'll find out how many soon enough."
"Sooner than you might think." Falker yelled from the front, sliding to a stop as two Dilophosaurus stood in their path.
Scarlet heard a distress call. One of the Compy scouts, obviously one of Set's cronies had discovered them. Then a velociraptor ran to her, panting.
"Utah Raptors Scarlet, and some of Set's scouts to the north."
"Great, it begins before midday..."
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I wish I had spelled my name right all that time ago...
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
((Not a problem, Barry. We've all been preoccupied. Also, how do you feel about those Dilophosaurs being Snips and Snaps?))
Sobek did not realize the proximity he was in to his friend, Delta; no, he did not realize anything at all. He was deep in thought, considering how he would best make use of his forces. There was a considerable number of Coelophysis, his own pack members, and any other dinosaurs they could recruit along the way. No, they could not take down the entire army, but perhaps they could attack one of the generals, or even Set himself. If any of his plans came to fruition, none of them would survive, but hopefully each member of this delegation would take down at least one soldier with them.
((Not a problem, Barry. We've all been preoccupied. Also, how do you feel about those Dilophosaurs being Snips and Snaps?))
Sobek did not realize the proximity he was in to his friend, Delta; no, he did not realize anything at all. He was deep in thought, considering how he would best make use of his forces. There was a considerable number of Coelophysis, his own pack members, and any other dinosaurs they could recruit along the way. No, they could not take down the entire army, but perhaps they could attack one of the generals, or even Set himself. If any of his plans came to fruition, none of them would survive, but hopefully each member of this delegation would take down at least one soldier with them.
Sounds good, they seemed like the type to be hired out.
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I wish I had spelled my name right all that time ago...
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
"Well-a, well-a, well-a, would ya look-a at this fella," one of the Dilophosaurus' confronting Talon's criminals said with far too much confidence.
"Snaps, they have teeth. And they are big! We are not being paid well enough to handle this sort of problem!" the other whispered at an obscene volume.
"Well it's this or we go back to that witch of a raptor saying that we failed!" the other hissed back, "I'm doing the best I can!"
"Fine," the second, who, as you may have deciphered, was named Snips, conceded. "Yeah, you - you wouldn't believe this fella! With his scary teeth - scary weak teeth, that is! And those giant claws... Uh, those must be so cumbersome he can't even fight!" Snips struggled to even stumble over his words. Snaps, following this, did not perform much better.
"No worrieos, we'll deal with these raptorios in no time!"
"No time? How about show time!" Snips suggested in an enthusiastic-ish voice. He glanced nervously to Snaps, as if awaiting his next move, but Snaps was glancing nervously to Snips, awaiting his next move.
Falker knew the smell that filled his nostrils. Fear, these two had no chance against four large raptors like themselves. He had killed their kind before, and while they were strong, Dilos lacked the agility of a raptor. This would be no problem. He crouched, bared his teeth, and was prepared to pounce.
"Hold." Talon said firmly.
"What?"
"You heard me." He replied. "You two, you have no chance at taking down one of us, let alone four. Retreat now or take the risk of mortal injury or death."
"That rioght, We'll rip ya limb from limb!" Blaine said, licking his chops and staring at the two dinosaurs in front of him.
"I know you don't want this, take my mercy and leave, now." Talon said again, muscles tightening.
"Stop! There will be no need!" A voice commanded.
Talon looked away from his adversaries to spot a Troodon atop a great mossy boulder. He knew he had seen her before.
"You, you're Scarlet, one of Loki's worst cronies."
"And you are Talon, Utahraptor, alien to this land and dead for the last few seasons."
"What do you want? If you're not here to stop Set, then get out of my way."
"Now,now, that is no way to talk to a fellow rebel now is it? I'm here to fight to, this is my island after all."
"And Loki?"
"Dead or a general by this point, I'm not really sure."
"Really? I thought he was to self righteous and prideful to be under a command. Perhaps Set has saved me the trouble."
"Alright, enough." Scarlet added quickly. "I'm done talking about him. Do you promise to remain my ally, until this is over?"
Talon thought it over, she was almost as bad as Loki, but a bit less tricky...
"I think it would prove to be quite good for us ol boy." An accented voice said from behind.
Talon whirled around to spot Sherlock, followed by Sheira coming from the brush. "Stand down!" He ordered, noticing Blaine ready to pounce.
/
"How bloody many people does he know?" The achillobator asked himself.
Sheira was silent, she only walked to Talon and embraced him. It had been far too long, too long to not cry.
"How-How are you alive?" Sheira asked through the tears of joy.
"Well you know me, nine lives, like a Vintana." Talon said, squeezing her before releasing.
"I'd imagine that is a long story for another time." Sherlock said, winking at Talon. His tenacity was incredible, almost as if there was a divine interference.
Scarlet looked down at the happy reunion. Slightly overwhelmed, she began to speak again. "Are you going to accept my offer or not?"
Talon looked at her again, confident. "Well, I don't have much of a choice if I want to kill Set, so I guess I am."
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I wish I had spelled my name right all that time ago...
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
((Sorry that I haven't been on in a while))
He could've sworn he saw movement. Nigel quickly scanned his surroundings. Off into the distance, he saw some broken bushes and saplings. What's this? He cautiously walked toward the scene and froze. Lowering his head, he sniffed the three-clawed tracks. "Tyrannosaurus. And a large one at that." Another track caught his eye. "A crocodilian's! How could one so large get so far inland?" He lifted his head back up and could hear the churning rivers nearby. "That'd do it." He turned his head once more, and could see a gargantuan carcass. He slowly inched closer, careful not to make a sound. Huddled in front of the dead animal were four blobs. As he came closer, the carcass was the first to come into focus. "The tyrannosaur." It's body lay smashed against a tree, a characteristic crocodilian bite across it's back. The blobs were easier to see. They were dromaeosaurs or troodonts, it was still hard to make out. Nigel inched closer to hear what they were saying, and in his mistake,
he snapped a twig...
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"They haven't made a sound in weeks for fear of being discovered and murdered. I'll give them a bit of leeway for now," Odin responded. Outside of the cave, the storm was upon them.
((Well, the thread hasn't been active in a while, either!))
Fenrir bursts out of the trees, simply to feed on the dead tyrannosaur's corpse. After taking a few bites, he sees all the other theropods looking at him in horror.
"What?", he asks.
Red, Chippy, and Keira go on to look for any other of their comrades, mainly to see what's going on...
Titanis whirled around, knocking over a tree in the proces. Giant Crocodylomorphs had that problem with their tails. Moonfire was on his head, and noticed the others. "Red!" She called out. "Nigel!" She hopped off, landing lightly on her feet. She darted forward into the confusion, leaving a even more confused Titanis. He knew Red, but who was this other dinosaur who was eating the carcass? And moreover, who was Nigel?
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
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"Goodbye, you wretched, treacherous scum." T'was the scorn of Set's obedient soldiers, moments before he pushed Loki from the cliff. But moments can be varied in length, and the moments pursuant to this statement were lasting several seconds at the least.
First Loki looked to his executioner, and then he looked out to the scene of his death: The vast expanse behind him. He could see the ocean; it was just down below, but there were smatterings of sharp, jagged rocks which would surely impede his fall. Even if he were to somehow survive that, there was the ocean itself: Injured, he would never swim to shore. Bleeding, he would attract countless predators. He was truly a doomed creature.
Then came a sound, and a few of the creatures named Magmaraptors began to turn and investigate. They were too late: From the cliffs, above, stones began to be hurled. They were small, although a few larger ones emerged: These were thrown by Herkul, using his tail and his side to force them off of the escarpments with ease. While few rocks actually hit the soldiers, they created quite a distracting atmosphere, and this gave time for Gor, Illora and Kokorat to emerge from the shadows. One of the Magmaraptors emitted a nearly cackling tone:
"Ha! You have truly lead an army of fools. To think that they were almost free of your influence - now they'll have to follow you in death." This arrogance did not last. As the soldiers of Set prepared to deal with the three closest insurgents, and as the stones began to fall less frequently and in smaller quantities, a raucous of noise was suddenly present, and then it took the lives of one of the Magmaraptors: A flock of Ramphorynchus had emerged from hiding, and several of them had startled one soldier standing too close to the cliff's precipice. Now realizing that they were, in fact, in some danger, the raptors assumed positions of more serious defence. They were not even at the end of their ordeal: Next came packs of vicious proto-mammalians. Several more raptors fell to these beasts, and as they assumed a closer arrangement for better defence, they found themselves only now suffering the approach of Loki's three remaining loyal cronies. They did not notice that the rocks were not smashing against each other any more; that sound had been replaced by animalistic screeching and cackling. Loki grinned, relishing the defeat of his arrogant captors, but this grin was not to last: He was soon pushed from the cliff in a final attempt to complete Set's tasks before death.
As he fell, Loki panicked. He had never died before. There had been one, perhaps two times, where he had thought that the would die. He had even been presumed dead after one of these events. But this was different. This was final. There was nothing which could save him from the jagged rocks below. And in that moment, as is customary, his life was replayed quite vividly in his brain.
His childhood was a blur. Slowly he began to form his own pack, and evolution brought that to an end after a rather successful run. Then he had reformed an army. He had spent some time flirting with the idea of joining Nocturne, but that had never fruitioned. He had travelled to Terratan, which was truly his home, as cruel as it had been to him. Scarletfire.
He had seen Scarletfire nearly as an equal. She was a genius, obviously, and she shared with him so many things: Passion for power, a desire to rule, and an innate ability to betray anyone. They both had ideals, and perhaps they shared their ideals. He wished to rule the island, but to enjoy ruling it. He would have gladly used Set to achieve this goal. And that was what had driven them apart: He had been willing to make use of any tool. She had seen danger in tools. Perhaps that was where she bested him: She was never blind to any side of a scenario. As unlikely an outcome as it had been, she had still seen it, and she had used her intelligence to stay away from it. In the face of death, Loki still saw that view as stupid, but he saw Scarletfire herself as a genius, and as a being who he was meant to do great things with. Perhaps he even loved her.
He made contact too soon.
His eyes had been closed, but he had calculated how long it would be before he hit the rocks and died. The ocean wasn't loud enough yet. Opening his eyes, Loki found himself on an out-sprung branch. It appeared to be dead, and he could feel it breaking under his weight. However, from here, he could easily jump to a spot amongst the rocks where he would not die; nor would he suffer serious injury. Moments after he had jumped he heard a crunch, followed by a splash, and when he turned around, another Magmaraptor had fallen into the waves after crushing the branch which had saved his life. It had never been noticed before, and now, it would never be noticed again. The branch had seemingly been present only for the purpose of his own survival. Well, I suppose I am important enough to warrant an entire branch, at the least.
Carnrex gets tossed by the waves of the ocean onto the beach near Loki. Coughs up alot of water.
((Hey, Mas! We're glad that you found our little roleplay appealing enough to join. There are a few things you should know:
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the sound and smell of a potential meal catches his attention. he slowly gets up with a growl.
"its time" delta groaned.
((That was actually very peaceful, I liked it.))
Titanis moved with speed now. Red and the crew had split off, meanwhile Moonfire, Nigel, Thoth and himself had moved in a unit. He was heading for where the Pterodactyl had directed them. An odd one that was. Still, the natives respected him, and he was grateful.
Moonfire rode atop the great crocodile. He was very agile on land, that time in the tropics had done him well.
"Titanis, could it be you've grown?"
"Grown? Well, at 150 years old, I suppose I may have."
"That's good" The Troodon replied. "You've not forgotten our big problem, have you?"
Titanis grimaced. "If only I could. Don't worry, I will handle it myself. Long ago my kind made error, and now it is I who must correct it. It is your kind, dearest Austral, who saved me. Now I may return the debt."
"But-But Titanis, I don't want to lose you. We've already lost so much." Moonfire said, emotion running high.
"I'll do my best, and if I fail, I shall die for my kingdom, my island, and my friends."
Moonfire felt a comfort. They might die today, but if they did, they would die together, and be reunited with those long gone.
Night was setting over Terratan. Scarlet looked out over the jungle, alive again. From her cliff she could see forever. A battle scared Barix sat next to her, looking out over the savage landscape.
"The compy I met at the river spoke of a battle tomorrow, the natives are to battle Set for a final push, all versus all."
"And?" Scarlet asked. "We barely escape a possessed demon and a monster, now you want to fight a war?"
"No, I simply think it will be important. The destruction..."
"Wrought by the king of lies, like a snake with legs."
She knew Loki would be there, or perhaps involved in some way. Why should she care? Indeed, from the ashes of this war would rise her empire. But was that what she wanted?
She had loved him, in a way. She found him fascinating. And there were nights, in the past, where he had been caring. Plotting raids and schemes, they would talk for hours about different topics. They grew together. But she could never work with Set. And if Loki could not see that, it was indeed destined for them to be split apart. But was she right? Or, perhaps, she was wrong for the third time in her life. Slowly, their madness came back to her. That was it, their relationship was madness. It was a madness she missed. One she wanted.
One she needed.
The next morning came early. Barix awoke to see his master standing on the cliff, wind strong and appearance lovely as usual.
"Barix?"
"Yes master."
"I need to take a trip, will you join me?"
"I would never leave your side."
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
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((It's lines like "I would never leave your side." that make me think this would work excellently as a live action performance. Aside from the fact that the characters are all dinosaurs; that would be rather hard to sell.))
Thoth, walking idly, found himself feeling rather useless. Usually he could distract himself from these thoughts with small actions such as a measured pace, or an intense search of his surroundings. Not today. What good was he? What good had come from the deaths of his friends? None that he could see. The one thing he needed above all else was courage, but he had none. That had been made clear when he proved himself inept against the Tyrannosaurus. Would Austral have wanted that?
Yes. Yes he would. Austral would have wanted Thoth to remain safe, and to remain smart. What Troodon, in there right mind, could have confronted a Tyrannosaurus and survived? Well, three came to mind immediately, but none of them were named “Thoth”. No, his purpose was intelligence, was it not? Ah, but why make use of him when there were clearly more intelligent creatures out there; more intelligent, and also more useful in a fight. Sherlock had come and proven himself. Loki and Scarletfire? Well, they needed no introduction; when they came, they were both worshipped and feared. So perhaps Thoth had no clear purpose; all the same, he would work to do his part in the defeat of Set.
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Sobek rose from a resting position and stalked out of the crude hut which the Coelophysis had been housing him in. He had healed completely since his severe injuries incurred against Set, all those months ago. He had even been leading some patrols recently. Mostly they had consisted of himself and his three remaining brethren, but since one of them had died of a disease during the winter, he had taken to being accompanied by several Coelophysis as well. His father had also been leading patrols; most recently, he had taken a patrol to find Odin, who had never returned from his own patrol to locate more members of the resistance. That had been three days ago. Hopefully, news would arrive soon. It did.
“Sobek, greetings. I… I can only tell you that you should see Hapy soon,” Dionysus, a Liliensternus, suggested. It was unusually sombre, the way in which his words carried. He was often a cheerful fellow, but now, he glanced to the ground, and padded away in a depressed state. Sobek could only be skeptical as to what the nature of his conversation with the leader of the Coelophysis could constitute. He searched the camp, and found Sobek in a large clearing near the centre of the complex. It was eerily quiet; no battle was raging outside of the walls, and no idle chatter was taking place.
When Hapy broke the news to him, it was dreadful. Ra-Hak had been killed by one of Set’s forces. The commander of this group had been sympathetic and had returned the bodies of all those who they had killed to a delegation from the camp, but it was indisputable: Ra-Hak was dead.
“Sobek, we must use this to fuel our fight, but not our rage.” Nothing Hapy said could stop Sobek. There were those who agreed with him, and they were quick to join. So, too, were the other Deltadromeus. Just three, now, even with Sobek included. He was dead silent. They all were.
“Sobek, where are you going?” Hapy was nearly pleading through his voice. Sobek offered no reply, but the answer was evident. He was going to Set. Hapy only watched him leave, his supporters in tow. If there was one piece of logic which Set had uttered but Hapy could agree with, it was that divided, Terratan would fall. Had it not been Ra-Hak himself who replied, “But as one, we are unstoppable,"?
Delta shook his head and and followed to see where sobek was going. He finally found him. After all these years. Slash circled around the perimeter checking to see if any dinosaurs would interrupt them. Delta couldn't believe his eyes. Were had they been all this time? What were they up to now? These questions drifted through his head as he thought about finally having a pack again. About finally being "home."
(Post soon, I've worked all weekend.)
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
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((Internet went down, sorry for the delay. I should be back soon.))
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Talon kept following the tracks of the great crocodile. She was close, he could smell her. Moonfire had a sweet smell, like wildflowers, or nectar. Indeed, it was unmistakeable. Suddenly he noted a new scent, two in fact. One was of a river, he identified it as a baryonyx. And the other, one that had a snap, as unique as Moonfire, but more aggressive, like smelling spices. It was Scarlet, and she had company. Alongside the tracks of the Baryonyx were those of other raptors, carnosaurs and other theropods.
"Hey boss, you smelling this?" Razer asked.
"Yeah, a group of fighters. A local seems to have called up some old friends. I guess we'll find out how many soon enough."
"Sooner than you might think." Falker yelled from the front, sliding to a stop as two Dilophosaurus stood in their path.
Scarlet heard a distress call. One of the Compy scouts, obviously one of Set's cronies had discovered them. Then a velociraptor ran to her, panting.
"Utah Raptors Scarlet, and some of Set's scouts to the north."
"Great, it begins before midday..."
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
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((Not a problem, Barry. We've all been preoccupied. Also, how do you feel about those Dilophosaurs being Snips and Snaps?))
Sobek did not realize the proximity he was in to his friend, Delta; no, he did not realize anything at all. He was deep in thought, considering how he would best make use of his forces. There was a considerable number of Coelophysis, his own pack members, and any other dinosaurs they could recruit along the way. No, they could not take down the entire army, but perhaps they could attack one of the generals, or even Set himself. If any of his plans came to fruition, none of them would survive, but hopefully each member of this delegation would take down at least one soldier with them.
Sounds good, they seemed like the type to be hired out.
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
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I don't mean to discourage you, but honestly it is pretty late to join. The roleplay will likely close by the end of the month.
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25th of June? Or July?
"Well-a, well-a, well-a, would ya look-a at this fella," one of the Dilophosaurus' confronting Talon's criminals said with far too much confidence.
"Snaps, they have teeth. And they are big! We are not being paid well enough to handle this sort of problem!" the other whispered at an obscene volume.
"Well it's this or we go back to that witch of a raptor saying that we failed!" the other hissed back, "I'm doing the best I can!"
"Fine," the second, who, as you may have deciphered, was named Snips, conceded. "Yeah, you - you wouldn't believe this fella! With his scary teeth - scary weak teeth, that is! And those giant claws... Uh, those must be so cumbersome he can't even fight!" Snips struggled to even stumble over his words. Snaps, following this, did not perform much better.
"No worrieos, we'll deal with these raptorios in no time!"
"No time? How about show time!" Snips suggested in an enthusiastic-ish voice. He glanced nervously to Snaps, as if awaiting his next move, but Snaps was glancing nervously to Snips, awaiting his next move.
Finale coming soon? Ohhhh, boy.
Falker knew the smell that filled his nostrils. Fear, these two had no chance against four large raptors like themselves. He had killed their kind before, and while they were strong, Dilos lacked the agility of a raptor. This would be no problem. He crouched, bared his teeth, and was prepared to pounce.
"Hold." Talon said firmly.
"What?"
"You heard me." He replied. "You two, you have no chance at taking down one of us, let alone four. Retreat now or take the risk of mortal injury or death."
"That rioght, We'll rip ya limb from limb!" Blaine said, licking his chops and staring at the two dinosaurs in front of him.
"I know you don't want this, take my mercy and leave, now." Talon said again, muscles tightening.
"Stop! There will be no need!" A voice commanded.
Talon looked away from his adversaries to spot a Troodon atop a great mossy boulder. He knew he had seen her before.
"You, you're Scarlet, one of Loki's worst cronies."
"And you are Talon, Utahraptor, alien to this land and dead for the last few seasons."
"What do you want? If you're not here to stop Set, then get out of my way."
"Now,now, that is no way to talk to a fellow rebel now is it? I'm here to fight to, this is my island after all."
"And Loki?"
"Dead or a general by this point, I'm not really sure."
"Really? I thought he was to self righteous and prideful to be under a command. Perhaps Set has saved me the trouble."
"Alright, enough." Scarlet added quickly. "I'm done talking about him. Do you promise to remain my ally, until this is over?"
Talon thought it over, she was almost as bad as Loki, but a bit less tricky...
"I think it would prove to be quite good for us ol boy." An accented voice said from behind.
Talon whirled around to spot Sherlock, followed by Sheira coming from the brush. "Stand down!" He ordered, noticing Blaine ready to pounce.
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"How bloody many people does he know?" The achillobator asked himself.
Sheira was silent, she only walked to Talon and embraced him. It had been far too long, too long to not cry.
"How-How are you alive?" Sheira asked through the tears of joy.
"Well you know me, nine lives, like a Vintana." Talon said, squeezing her before releasing.
"I'd imagine that is a long story for another time." Sherlock said, winking at Talon. His tenacity was incredible, almost as if there was a divine interference.
Scarlet looked down at the happy reunion. Slightly overwhelmed, she began to speak again. "Are you going to accept my offer or not?"
Talon looked at her again, confident. "Well, I don't have much of a choice if I want to kill Set, so I guess I am."
Use the Ring Luke, he who controls the Ring controls the raptors~ Dumbledore
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