OOC: don't need to. We also just do stuff on the website. SDSF does the games. it's all explained. BIC: James kicked another Demon in the chin, making it fly up. He then jumped over it and punched it hard enough to send it flying to the ground at breakneck speed. " We can't hold them much longer, guys."
James kicked a Demon in the chest while holding it's arms to hear a satisfying crack as the bone broke. OOC: join this clan: www.freewebs.com/black1ron we need help!
"You're the injured one, Jak. And I don't think this Queen will let us leave." He said, parrying a blow and slashing the attacker.
OOC: in....
OOC: just control some Demon, or make her escape, or you could get one of the active OC's attention
"You can make your own judgement."
He felt his skin prickle, turning around to face the giants racing towards them. " Jak, why could that be a good thing? And how could it help us possibly? She's just one of them."
James immediately sensed the two behemoths. " Jak, might wanna get out of here soon." He said, throwing a Demon into a large group of them. OOC: this is kinda like James as he's in Demon form. his clothes only minorly change, but that's as close as I could get.
"I know." He said, sounding agitated. He kicked a Baramut in the neck, causing the man to fly into a tree with a loud crack.
"I'm just getting this done fast." He replied, wincing again.
OOC: nothing except that James and Jak are stuck in a big fight.
He punched a Baramut, grinning as the he went limp and fell on the ground.
James bit into a Demon, making it scream and run into the forest in pain. James simply spat out some blood that had got in his mouth while stabbing through two more. OOC: hmmmm......... he doesn't turn into a monster but he turns real mean/pwning with killer teeth. that's awesome. btw lanihead7 that was powerplaying.
"Jak, don't be cocky. We can't hold the form for long without actually becoming one most likely."
"No choice." He said, transforming. " We'll have to fight."
OOC: yo overload, Arren or Enderren, and Keyblade, you're in.
What if you were in a war for eternity? Literally. Immortals have always held Mortals lower, but they've never held most other Immortals lower. Until the Enderrens arrived. They said that they were from the other continent, and for long have travelers talked about dark beings, some up to a 20,000 years old and yet looking 40. Undead Morens, they called them. Enderrens were actually a race of demi-gods, much like the other Immortals. These were the spawn of darker gods, fighting to come to being fully. When they did, they were put far from civilization. Then they escaped to the main continent from the semi-continent that they were stuck on. They first saw the Arren when they were looking to settle. Immediately fighting, they started a war of blades and magic. - 80,000 years later- The cities are ruined, the water soiled by blood, and no governments from the Arren survive. The Enderrens have forced them to submission. Only small insurgents are still fighting, usually put out like a small flame. But those flames don't stop coming, and soon they'll be a nice fire going at this rate. So the Enderren leader sent out his troops, acting as a flame guard. That Flame Gaurd is now protecting the capital city,Meerek. And the Arren will stop at nothing to see that burn to the ground. Rules: -No power-playing -no god-modding - have fun - up to 4 characters, two of each race OC Form: Name: Age: Race: Weapon: Second Weapon ( if it's a pair, it counts as one) : Powers: Mine: Name: James Age: somewhere around 20 Race: Arren Weapon: second weapon: a bow Power: He can manipulate flame and move things with his mind.
"Fine." Pyre suddenly laughed randomly.
OOC: only two of them, actually. BIC: James nodded. " Why did I think we could beat her? Let's go." He said, ripping his sword from the Demon he had killed. He started running away. " Jak, keep up."
Pyre laughed halfheartedly. " I'll help you with it." He told Bones, smiling brightly. " It'll be Hell Week for you."
