Sorry I didn't update today guys. A bunch of stuff came up and now its nearing 3am. I'll try to do something at least tomorrow.
Posts by Tryker2710
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I'll go to bed when I'm good and ready! But really I'm just procrastinating sleep. Yeah. I do that.
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One busy day and a good night's sleep and now I'm the one that needs to make it to Egypt. Damn Americans and their all being awake when I'm asleep. It's unfair. But I'll show them. I'll show them all!
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If it makes you feel any better my character is after every soulstone he can find and also has the danger of becoming a quintessential Joker with the power to bring the winter. So y'know, his friends will be few and far between.
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Well if it makes anybody more excited I'm getting started on my next post right now.
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After his bath, Chulak redressed and walked to the kitchen of the small shack where the elderly man was putting two bowls on an unimpressive small wooden table. Chulak walked to the table and inspected one of the chairs. Old, broken, in need of replacing. All words that described not only that chair but pretty much everything in the house. The man sat down on the chair at the far side of the table.
Chulak sat down and looked at the bowl, it's contents, a thick, grey gruel looked about as appetising to Chulak as anything he'd ever eaten. The mountains provided very little in terms of flavour and Chulak was grateful because it left him prepared for days like this, where food was probably less than optimally nutritious.
After a silent meal Chulak retired for the night to the elderly man's kitchen floor. He didn't want to intrude any more than he had already and figured that he'd take advantage of any hospitality he could get on his first night in Aiti. After about fifteen minutes of staring at the chilled wooden ceiling above him, Chulak was pulled into the darkness of sleep, and with the darkness came the mental assault from the God of the Pure Stone.
"Well well well. Look what the sandman dragged in. So boy, have you had a change of heart since our little chat earlier?" The same red eyes from in the bathroom haunted Chulak's dreams. Anywhere where there was darkness, the glow of blood red eyes followed Chulak. Eyes containing the rage of a blizzard stared at Chulak who couldn't respond, he was powerless in this dream. Or was it a nightmare. Maybe it was neither. He didn't know. "How long has it been since the people of Aiti saw winter? If you think about it boy, you're the most powerful person in the world. The man who brought winter to the desert. Imagine that? You'd go down in history. Of course being the God of Winter and all I'd get a share of the praise. You'd get all the soulstones you could ever need. Yes that's right I know about your little mission, and I'm willing to help you too."
Chulak then awoke with a start. Seeing it was once again bright outside through a crack in the ceiling above him he decided to leave the shack while his elderly compatriot was still sleeping.
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Once into the centre of Aiti Chulak was overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle of the city streets. People rushing around and carrying baskets on their heads amazed Chulak. One thing he couldn't shake however was the feeling of being watched, and he was right to feel that way. Two eyes of deep crimson watched Chulak from every shadow, every dark alley he passed by. The darkness was the only place the eyes could inhabit but since leaving the desert and going into the city there was a lot more darkness around.
In the middle of a street however Chulak noticed the eyes all pointed away from him, he curiously followed their gaze and it settled on a troupe of belly dancers ok a podium. While captivating, Chulak was confused as to what interest a God would have in them. One of the dancers looked more sloppy than the others but Chulak put that down to her being newer than the others.
Passing by a darkened alley, once again Chulak noticed the eye all pointing towards the same place. The alley was brighter than the others, probably because it wasn't inhabited by Frosmoth. Again, Chulak shrugged it off as the God trying to okay mind games with him. This continued until Chulak came to a local inn. Curiosity finally overtaking his rationality Chukak was compelled to go into the inn. The lobby filled with people, once again all eyes, red ones at least were on Chulak. All except one pair belonging to a shirt albino girl who ascended a staircase.
Once she was gone, the swirling pools of blood in the shadows pointed to the stairs, and Chulak out of sheer curiosity as to where he was being lead to followed them.
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So much muse but so little Time to wrote. Bleh. Anyway, sorry for the delay on my post.
Also, is ,one the only character with a Non tragic backstory? Have I done something wrong there?
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Huh. Note to self. When making a character kill their family. Adds drama. Thank you!
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How is my character meant to take all the stones when everybody is highly skilled in combat and he's got nothing but the Joker trying to control his body.
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I'm calling cheats on everybody and y'all are gonna have a lot to answer for once Winter hits the desert.
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My character isn't bad. Yet.
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Anybody works. I feel like you'd get the best reaction from Tashsii though.
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She's about to be confronted by Chulak anyway. She doesn't have time to worry about anybody else. I think.
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Man, guys remind me not to sleep anymore. I hate missing out on, stuff.
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My charrie recently picked up a spooky soulstone compass of sorts. So he'll make his way around. Probably. You never really know with these things.
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With his quick wit, charm and a sharp enough blade anything can be made possible.
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Hush. I haven't worked out what he'll do in a combat situation yet. And I haven't figured out when the true power of his soulstone should be revealed.
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Wow. All these secret plans and I'm just here trying to bottle my muse for later when I get the chance to reply.
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There's nothing I can do. I have to go out so gotta find a way to save it.
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I'll just need until later to put it to use.
Hey its always a good time for you to post. Although I'm starting to worry for paper's safety they've been gone since they posted a character.