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| The Race [Evals]; Old enemies meet again. Does Kreos stand a chance?! Tune in to find out! | |
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| Topic Started: Tue Feb 15, 2011 2:05 am (359 Views) | |
| sidestep | Tue Feb 15, 2011 2:05 am Post #1 |
 
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Kreos sat quietly on the seat of his wagon. Wind made its way through the canvas, causing the cross struts to creak like old bones. Around him, other racers, sat equally silent, meditating, waiting for the signal; The Rams-helm League Horn. It would be one long note, low and heavy, that would bounce against the sheer rock of the cliffs they would speed upon. The lack of noise stunned Kreos, the racers, the horses, even the sea held its peace by becoming a mirror of the slate gray sky. Kreos' right elbow tightened slightly, it needed just a bit of oil. He sighed and pulled a small oil can from under his seat and tipped some of the contents into the joint. His joints flexible he turned his good eye toward some of the other racers; most were stone faced and sweating even in the slow, persistent wind. Bo woke up from his nap in the back of the wagon, and sniffed the air. His ear twitched, and as he was about to bark, the horn blew. The note shook in everyone's chest within a quarter of a mile. Kreos snapped the reigns and Tam leaped into action, sending the wagon forward toward the first flag. The wagon bounced over a particularly large bump, sending a few apples out of the back of his cart, and Bo up an solid inch into the air. He hadn't had much action in a while, but he had a feeling that the following days of his life would be much more active. He just had this nagging feeling that something special would happen today. |
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| Kemi | Tue Feb 15, 2011 2:24 am Post #2 |
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This was going to be ridiculous! Wagon racing, who thought of such a thing. It was going to win Evals money in the end, so it had to be a good idea. Most of the wagons around her had horses, there were a few with some oddities, none as odd as her's though. In front of her cart was a horse sized spider that could intimidate most things if they met it alone. Evals herself was hiding herself since she didn't tend to play fair, then again many of the people here probably weren't thinking of playing fair either. Some of the people looked shadier than she did with a giant spider pulling her wagon. She was one of the few wagons that was actually covered by a tarp as well. Evals reached behind her and picked up the map she was given this morning. It showed the area and the course they could be going. The course that was labeled on the map was the shortest route to the destination so there can't be any shortcuts. That was fine with Evals, most of it was following the cliff face anyways. She shook her shoulders and moved her hood onto her head a bit better. Next thing, the race started. Her spider wasn't going to out run a horse, but eight legs made it fast. She was barely keeping up with the other carts. It was going to be a tough race until they were around the next bend. She had better control over speed, that was one thing. The next... She held out her hands as her wagon was close to another one. She shot webbing into the side as the wagon pull to a halt and then toppled over in a mess. One down, about twenty three more to go. The sound of wood snapping and breaking and a horse in pain was far behind now. |
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| sidestep | Tue Feb 15, 2011 2:39 am Post #3 |
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Holy Hells! Already the pace was picking up. As Kreos sped around a corner, a cart with barrels of alchemical explosives was torn apart by what appeared to be webbing or some kind of wall. The barrels hit the earth, and just as Kreos cleared them, they detonated, sending a large cart-full of red turtle shells high into the air, hitting one small cart driven by a man in a mushroom hat. Kreos would never understand why people wore costumes while racing. Four down already, and the race had barely begun. Kreos snapped the reigns and urged Tam forward. His eye darted around in its socket, sending massive amounts of information to his brain, in order to keep him alive. Kreos rounded another corner, narrowly avoiding a cart drawn by a huge spider. Kreos blinked hard. His brain was bombarded with memories he tried to repress. No, she wouldn't be here. Dark things liked dark times. He swallowed his fear, and let anger fill him, and let the anger fuel his ambition to win. He knew not to get angry, that it would only hinder him, but just this once he would allow it. |
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| Kemi | Tue Feb 15, 2011 2:49 am Post #4 |
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Evals had Kaelin rush the wagon forward as fast as he could. Of course the pathway would get twin. Evals stood up in her wagon seat and made sure her feet was stuck to the wood with webbing. After that she approached the front of the seat and put her hands down. The path was narrowing and she wanted to have the corners for tight turns. After cutting off another wagon, there was some man wearing a green hat while his cart was being pulled by a small dinosaur thing. He didn't matter to her. Once Evals was prepared, her wagon began to move to the side of the cliff with as much intention to push the other person off the cliff while trying to go off the cliff herself. After slamming the wagon again one of it's wheels fell and then it toppled over, bring everything with it. After that, the spider moved off of the path and onto the side of the cliff. Evals laid down thin webbing so that her wagon would be able to move across the side of the cliff. She was raising horizontally right now. Unless one would look off the side of the cliff, most would assume that she had fallen off as well. That was good for her. Yet in this position it could be dangerous to try and pull other wagons off of the cliff. Twenty racers were left, nineteen left to remove from the race. After she was able to pull ahead of most of the wagons from being able to take tighter turns than anyone else she would go back onto the pathway. |
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| sidestep | Wed Feb 16, 2011 12:40 am Post #5 |
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Kreos swerved as a cart with a man and what seemed to be some ape-like abomination pulled in front of him. The large monkey beast coiled like a spring, and leaped into the air towards the cart. Kreos stood quickly, and muttered a cantrip for Draconic Might under his breath. His shining steel arm swung a tremendous punch toward the creatures face, sending it flying off the cliff. The mustachioed man, wearing a red cap, red shirt, and blue overalls, threw a black ball, the size of a cantaloupe, toward Kreos' cart. Kreos swerved, and the ball hit the ground with a huge explosion. The man was now beside him, and looked as though he would try to throw another bomb. When his arm was well behind his head, a large cart, driven by a figure clad in a red robe and white mask, slammed full force into the explosive throwing man's cart sending him over the edge into the sea. Kreos nodded to the stranger as he sped past, his horse drawn by a large boar. He sighed, and did not do a recount. His mind was focused on not winning the race, but surviving it. |
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| Kemi | Wed Feb 16, 2011 12:59 am Post #6 |
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There was an explosion on the main path. A much smaller one. Either way, the main path was getting dangerous. Either way, as another wagon fell and almost crashed into her, she thought it might not be exactly safe down here anymore. After a short moment, she had Kaelin bring them back up onto the path. Her wagon just seemed to jump back onto the course. She was in second place, it seemed. Someone that was focused on going a head and nothing behind them was in front of her. She could take care of him later. She climbed on top of the tarp and clung to it as she looked behind her. Evals had to do something, these people were going to be vicious. She looked in front of her for a moment and the wind blew her hood off. She tried to grab it as she pulled it back. People behind her probably got a look at her though. Before she could do something about them, an explosive hit her in the rear and her wagon jumped off of the ground for a moment. She tumbled on top of her wagon a bit before catching her grip. She straightened one of her hands and shot thick webbing into someone's face. He then started to steer off course as he flailed. His horse just following commands as it started to spin around and topple over the entire wagon. She hoped this one wasn't filled with charges as well. |
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| sidestep | Wed Feb 16, 2011 1:10 am Post #7 |
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Kreos' grip tightened on his rains. She was here. He snapped the reigns twice in rapid succession, and shot forward, toward the wagon were the zombie girl laid. He passed the wreckage of her latest victim, surrounded by crates of mysterious origins, and old, fruity refuse. He ignored them. His mind was focused on one thing; her. He knew it was her, the webbing, the spider, a small child atop a wagon in this race. He gritted his teeth and snapped the reigns again. He was four wagons behind her now. He stood up, reigns still in hand. This was his chance. He wasn't dead, he was stronger than she thought. He drew in a deep breath and shouted with the full force of his booming voice. "Emily! Show your face girl!" His voice was full of venom and hate. His eyes were shining, Bo was growling at a lower form of recognition of her name; he associated it with fear and rage in his master. Edited by sidestep, Wed Feb 16, 2011 1:25 am.
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| Kemi | Thu Feb 17, 2011 2:14 am Post #8 |
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Evals was about to aim at another wagon behind her when someone yelled as loud as they could, it seemed. She retreated her extended arm and glanced at the person that yelled. It wasn't until after wards that she noticed what he said and who he was talking to. Emily was her false name and that face was recognisable. "Oh look what we ha-" She said as another explosive hit the back of her wagon. She lost balance this time and fell off the back. With a bit of luck she grabbed the top of the tarp and hastily pulled herself inside of the wagon. Evals stood for a moment to regain her balance. Okay, everything was okay now. She turned around and looked around again. She cleared her thought even though she didn't need to. "Oh look what we have here!" She yelled back and pointed her finger at the wagon Kreos was in. So he didn't die in that cave in, that was lovely. "The foolish --" She was interrupted once again as another explosion hit the wagon, directly this time. She grabbed onto the wagon's frame. Damn it. She kicked the fire that formed on the back of her wagon out. The back part of the frame was broken. Okay, he was annoying. Why did so many people have explosives? She contemplated this with anger as she slid a crate from her wagon in front of her then pushed it off the back and directly into the horse behind her. |
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| sidestep | Tue Feb 22, 2011 1:09 am Post #9 |
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Kreos stared in confusion at the undead girl. It seemed she wanted to make a speech, but the explosions kept interrupting her. He was going to shout another snarky comment, but he was quickly stopped when he saw a blue shape fly over his head. It was moving at an incredible speed toward the front of the race. He yelped loudly as a cart, seemingly enchanted with great speed, that was glowing with all the colors he could think of, slammed into his, and caused him to swerve away from the cliff. He blinked hard and grabbed the reigns, and sat back down on the bench. Stranger and stranger this day was becoming. |
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| Kemi | Sun Jul 10, 2011 6:50 pm Post #10 |
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So much chaos, and for a single moment. One small month, something blue flew past her wagon. It was too quick to see what it was just a blue trail, but still. That moment seemed to last five months as it straightened itself out and struck the wagon that was infront of her. The explosion that ripped from that wagon was huge, and blue. Evals had to swerve to the side and barely missed it. Part of the wagon's tarp had caught fire! By the Gods this was getting more and more dangerous. Well she was now in first place. In the meantime she went to pay out the fire, to no end she just ripped a hole in the tarp. She would patch it up another time. Hopefully another one of those things wouldn't come out of nowhere and blow her up. She kept checking behind her wagon and saw someone moving at great speeds slowed down right behind her. Inbetween her and Kreos. Some insurance that he wouldn't attack her for now. The person behind her was holding a turtle shell and seeming to aim. Lovely. Reaching into her pocket, looks like her insurance wasn't going to last much longer. She pulled out a ring and held it up in front of the driver and then drew it off the cliff. The person was dazzled so much by desire for the ring he jumped out of his wagon to get it. The ring would teleport back to Evals by the end of the race. Sadly he didn't take his entire wagon with him, which was now unmanned. |
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| sidestep | Mon Jul 11, 2011 2:10 am Post #11 |
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Kreos slapped the reigns, and moved to avoid the now empty wagon. That girl has too many tricks up her sleeves, and she used them all too readily in his opinion. Tam strained and strained to pull the wagon faster, and Bo barked at the demon girl, who Kreos' eye kept flicking back to. "You damned little thing! Go crawl back in your rotting den and leave life to the living!" screamed the elf, teeth grinding in anger. He slammed full speed into another little floating box, that would give him a weapon. He saw a larger than average squid appear in the back of his wagon. He did a quick double take, picked it up and threw it toward the zombie's cart. |
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| Kemi | Mon Jul 11, 2011 2:22 am Post #12 |
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Now that was just rude! Someone that was dead couldn't enjoy life and it was reserved for the living! How horrible! That actually angered Evals, that was pretty much everything the Shadow Society stood against and something she couldn't stand right there. This was at the point where she was going to probably rip his wagon apart and make sure he survived so she could tear him apart in the end. Yet before she could do anything he threw something at her. An oversized squid, which hit her in the face. It fell over but ink was all over her face. She was blinded! Oh god, this was horribly! Luckily she was dead or this would be painful and smell really bad! She grabbed at her face trying to rip the ink out of her eyes as her wagon hit a bump on the road. She fell down and was moving around on the floor unable to see. It wasn't safe to stand up. She screamed in pure frustration and anger. |
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| sidestep | Mon Jul 11, 2011 2:52 am Post #13 |
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Kreos smiled wryly as he began to catch up to the crazed girl thing and he giant spider. After a few seconds, he was parallel to her cart, and the finish line was only a hundred yards away! It was a straight path, and the bare edged cliff was replaced with a medium wall. The man slowly stood, and tied the reins of in order to keep the cart going straight toward the line of people waiting; which Tam would hopefully stop for. The one eyed hermit sized up the gap, and before jumping, muttered a cantrip for catlike grace. As soon as he landed lightly and silently, he spoke the activation word for the charm on his arm, causing his fist to glow brightly. |
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| Kemi | Mon Jul 11, 2011 3:15 am Post #14 |
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As time passed, she didn't know what was going on. She could be being lead to a fire for all she knew. She didn't hear a fire but one could be made at any moment! As her screaming stopped she arched her back up and as she kicked her feet and rubbed at her eyes. After that she sat up and could see light. She wanted to reach forward and blast everything. Everything around her. With whatever she could. She had no spells or abilities like that. She would make him burn! That scum! She stood up and balanced herself with one hand on a crate. Her other hand wiping ink out of her eye. They kept closing against her will as a reflex. "I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you." She mumbled to herself as she walked her way back to the front of the wagon carefully. This was turning out to be one of the worst days... |
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| sidestep | Mon Jul 11, 2011 3:24 am Post #15 |
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Kreos quickly muttered a second spell, causing his fist to be wreathed in flames, making a helix around his entire arm made of light and fire. He smiled, and quietly looked through a hole in the top of the wagon. She was laying on the ground, kicking and rubbing her face. She stood up, muttering something that sounded like Kyle Mildew. Odd name for a fellow. He took a low breath and braced himself. The finish line was roughly fifty meters away, but he was otherwise engaged. as soon as that little abomination walked through the door, he would make his attack. |
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