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On the surface, an Elysium of unsurpassed splendor. Beneath, something sinister lurks...


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Nikodemus
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OOC: You prolly don't want to know.

Neuromortis
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[OOC]

Wow, Niko, almost verbatim. Save for one thing--but you'll see.

Waiting for Oldan & Krouser at this moment--

Will post soon.

[/OOC]

Krouser
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ooc/

Krouser is currently uncontious in the hallway. Coyote aparently did a real number on him.

apparently everyone got so caught up in Coyote, that they forgot the gangrel that was slamed against the wall.

/ooc

Elijah Robert Marks
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ooc/ Argh! I kind of forgot you were unconcious. Someone wake Krouser up, I've already jumped off the cliff! /ooc

Nikodemus
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OOC: Kinda late for me to help out. I don't think I can exactly jump back in the window. My suggestion would be to wake up quick like.
/OOC

Vash
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*Vash grabs Krouser and hoists him on his shoulders*
Come on sleepy head, time to jump like the rest of us...

*Vash pulls Krouser out of the hall and lets Olden wake him. He then hops off the ledge, slowly floating down*

Oh darn, I didn't look before I lept... oh well

(OOC Edit edit edit... that's all I do /OOC)

Stormcaller
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OOC: Maybe Oldan could help you or Altiriel, neither of them has made the leap yet. Or maybe Amber could fly up to help you. Just a suggestion though.

edit:Well looks like Vash got him. Well welcome Krouser.

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I have forgoten my past, now if only it would forget me.-David

OldanVisuce
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*slaps Krouser lightly and somewhat hesitantly into consciousness*

Wake up sleeping beauty! *Krouser is woken to Oldan grinning cheesily in his face* Good morning! We must go now! Come on, get up.

Krouser, I want you to give me an oath. *looks somber* You won't let me destroy anyone. If you see me raise my hand against any of the black pieces, *sighs* I need you to put me down. If you must put me to torpor, or God forbid, Final Death, do it! *Shakes his head* If we do end up at each other's throats, it won't be my decision. Swear it damn you! I know your kind, you WILL hold your oath.

I have very bad feeling about this, friend Krouser, very bad feeling indeed. *gestures for Krouser to jump before him and follows suit. Before hitting bottom, there will be a nice, cushy landing awaiting for both. YEAH RIGHT!*

Vash
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(OOC Gee, people are slapping imaginary Krousers about... quite strange, quite strange indeed... /OOC)

Elijah Robert Marks
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ooc/ this is what happens when an illusionist hallucinates. /ooc

Vash
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(OOC Gee, now I'm confused /OOC)

Krouser
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*Krouser moves stiffly, as if fighting off rigor mortis. He looks to Oldan, and speaks slowly.*

"only..if..you'll..do..same..for..me..when..coyote..comes."

*stands, stiffly.*

"Rather..die..than..be..his..plaything."

*lumbers toward the edge, as though both legs were bound in casts.*

"Through..the..never."

*pulls a graceless jackknife, and decends.*

Vash
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(OOC Did I say confused, I meant to say "Now I'm baffled, puzzled and stupified"

Oh well, easy enough to fix... check above to see the change :P /OOC)

Krouser
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ooc/
simple, you pulled krouser out of the hall, Vash, then took him to the rest of the group, where Oldan woke him.

/ooc

Vash
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(OOC Oof... more editing
BTW, when are we going to hit the bottom? /OOC)

Elijah Robert Marks
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Soon, I hope! It's 3:19 AM over here, and I need sleeeeeeep...

Neuromortis
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[OOC}
YOU DID IT!!!

Ed Meese in a zoot suit, you all got out. LOL.

I've posted to the 'Prologue' thread in Wayward, and am now working on chapter one.

Where you will hit bottom.

More than once, I guarantee it.

Grin.

Get some sleep, or go over there, or post unrelated stuff here. Or eat poop. Or heehee.

Tomorrow, Chapter One.

Ohhh boy this is gonna be fun.

[/OOC]

OldanVisuce
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/OOC/ OoOoPs, I guess I should have paid more attention after submitting. I submitted then closed down, because my attention-hound girlfriend came home. You can't imagine how much she hates this board.
IP: Logged

Lady Amara
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Uh, yea...I guess I got out too....
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Amara....can a girl play??

Altiriel Twice-Born
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OOC/
Like I said before...

/OOC

"In life, so in death. As above, so below."

Altiriel watches the others fall slowly, then looks upward at the sky...the color of blueberries now.

"Glory or long life..."

He leaps off the edge.

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