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#Post#: 268407--------------------------------------------------
Realm of the Mad God
By: Faenreyal Laemfear Date: September 5, 2012, 5:44 pm
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A rather peculiar world where the realm is always serene, yet a
flat plains. A massive city with bright many-colored marble
walls filled with a strange energy that bolsters the strength
and solidarity of the main wall. At the center of the wall is a
massive two-colored gate, one half red the other blue with runes
emblazoned upon it. As one would open the door it would swing
gently on it's own accord. Inside was a massive bustling city, a
realm where medieval meets modern, guns and muskets to
broadswords and bayonets. From horse-drawn to cars, this was the
divinity that was equilibrium, for what is chaos without it's
opposite? All would be normal if it weren't for the constant
fights and sudden explosions from the two realms constantly
mixing, where time and reality has it's own pace from the norm
of the multiverse. All universes seem to have left a mark here,
this was just the Commercial and Residential district however.
One would follow the road inward and up a massive hill into the
Militant District, a place where everything is in constant
argument and fighting is just what happens to all those that
enter, from fearsome orcs to mythic titans to the small hobbit
race. Continuing on would reveal a singular massive castle whose
exterior walls seem to always move. Inside was a castle filled
with glorious wall designs and numerous tables filled with
never-spoiling produce of wondrous and fabled origin, even
golden apples have been lain out. At the far end of the hall was
a single throne made of bone and gold. A few words were posted
on the armrests, "Those unworthy will be slaughtered." To the
left was a fountain of blood and to the right of it was a
fountain of blue liquid, a liquid that refreshed the magical
energies of anyone who drank from it. Each side of the hall had
hundreds of doors that seemed to move it's place on it's wall to
make room for another door to take it's place. This was a place
of unity and chaos, a true fitting realm for the lord of chaos.
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Faenreyal Laemfear Date: September 5, 2012, 5:50 pm
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Urdroxa smirks as he lays with his right leg hanging over the
side of his throne, his left arm supporting his head on the
armrest. He raises his cup to the empty room and drinks down
plenty of red and blue drink. The mixture seeping ever so gently
through his lips. His chest was barely covered by his luxurious
blood red cape with elemental sigils on the back. His long black
pants shining with a mystical aura. "A toast to a new place to
call home!" He says as he laughs absently, his insanity giving
him comfort as he is alone.
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Jez Láska Bloodrose Date: September 5, 2012, 6:19 pm
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A young woman sweeps across the floor, in her long red dress.
The dress being long enough to touch her bare toes, which were
also painted red. Her skin as white as a ghost, and her hair was
hazel brown. Her red tinted eyes gazed over whoever she could
find. and to top it off, she had a large bow on the back of her
head; also being red. She spotted a male on and throne, and
tilted her head, yet said nothing, but cleared her throat to get
his attention.
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Faenreyal Laemfear Date: September 5, 2012, 6:23 pm
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He smirks as he looks into his cup. "Oh hush hush female, I felt
you before you were conscious." He said with a delighted laugh,
almost tauntingly. "Be you human or other?" He said as he stood,
tossing his cup away, but before it hits the ground it and it's
contents vanish from reality with perfect silence. He slowly
began to walk towards her from the other end of the hall, his
arms raised to show her the surroundings. "Welcome to my
wonderful home, my castle is your castle... M'lady." He says as
he reaches her, bows his head and kisses her hand in his. Taking
a step back for her to gain breathing room he smiles, sizing her
up to sense for combativeness in her mood.
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Jez Láska Bloodrose Date: September 5, 2012, 6:29 pm
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Dixie's eyes glanced down to the ground when he spoke, not in a
shameful way but more of out of respect; because that's what she
was taught, give males respect. Taking in a deep breath the
female gave him a nod. "I... Am a human..." She arched her
eyebrow at him. "Are there... Others, that are not human?" the
woman had a thick texas, or rather country accent. Feeling his
lips on her hand, she gave a polite smile, and looked at him.
"You seem... Alone here, sire. When I found you, I was thinking
maybe I could help with that. You know as company, and what
not."
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Faenreyal Laemfear Date: September 5, 2012, 6:35 pm
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He chuckled and nodded his head. "Ah! But mad'am not everything
is as it seems. Have you not noticed the Militant District? I
assume by now the Orcs have slaughtered the Hobbits... They
usually do that, but no matter, no death here is permanent, from
the earth the soul returns. Beautiful philosophy is it not?" He
says with a smirk. He slowly moves toward two exquisite tables
nearest his throne, one on the side of the blood fountain, and
the other on the side of the blue Mana fountain. "Please." He
said raising his hands to either table. "Pick your seat, I shall
gather your heart's desire, or more... Your palate's..." He said
with a delicate and victorian-style mannerisms. "By all means,
just think of any food you desire then lift the top..." He said
pointing to the many silver and gold embossed trays, each one
covered by a silvery top.
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Jez Láska Bloodrose Date: September 5, 2012, 6:45 pm
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With an arched eyebrow, Dixie gave the man a nod and a soft
smile. "No matter, I still would love to keep you company, I
have nothing better to do. All the lass's around my town have
their men and their children to look after, keeps them busy, I
suppose... I don't, I can do what I want, whenever, unlike
them... Such a waste..." She shook her head and looked towards
each fountain, and chose the table by the red one, since red was
her favorite color. She crossed her legs, and smirked when he
told her about food. "Ahh, but sire, I am not hungry, I am
merely bored."
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Faenreyal Laemfear Date: September 5, 2012, 6:51 pm
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A loud sound explodes outside the doors of the hall. "So... That
must mean the Militant District needs cleaning..." He sighs and
only shakes his head in laughter. "Ahhh, I love being here.. So
much excitement!" He said, his fangs slowly began to grow, the
tips barely visible, his aroma seemingly intoxicating. "Do you
enjoy a fight? I cannot stand watching a fight without being
able to join, there's just no fun to be had on the sidelines..
Unless you have a partner with whom to explore oneself with." He
said with a unbiased laughter. "I apologize for being blunt, but
once again, I just don't care for the modern views of what is
rude, it just masks what one truly wants. Better to say it and
move on then to hide it for fear of public discrimination and
becoming a pariah. That's where I excell..." He says with a
suave tone.
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Jez Láska Bloodrose Date: September 5, 2012, 7:07 pm
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Hearing the explosion outside of the castle, Dixie jumped
slightly, a nervous laugh bubbling from her lips. "Well, I must
say there is quite a bit more excitement here, than I had
expected.." She laughed, and looked at him when he spoke. If he
so chose to go out and join the fight she would watch, yet she
would not join for fear of losing her life. Dixie chuckled, and
lifted up her hands, and bowed her head. "Ahh, sire, I see where
you are going on about there, I, too, rather be blunt about it.
Nothing wrong with it!" She laughed lightly once again.
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Re: Realm of the Mad God
By: Maximus Canis Date: September 5, 2012, 7:10 pm
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A slight laugh echoed throughout the hall as the temperature
began to drop to an inhuman cold. Frost and ice beginning to
coat all of the walls and doors. All of the water molecules in
the air beginning to freeze to the point where the air in itself
began to form a beautiful, glistening, ice sculpture. A giant
tree of ice that reached from the hard floor to the high
ceiling. Each icy branch of the tree covered in razor sharp
thorns. A man seeming to form from the ice in the center of the
thick tree of ice. The ice cracking as he lifted his palm.
Placing his single index finger upon the glass like ice. Sending
a crack going up the center of the ice. The giant sculpture
shattering into millions of glistening snow flakes. Desolving in
the warmth of the air. Only the black haired, red eyed, man
standing where the ice once was. The temperature of the air
easily returning to its normal state.
Only for the man to let out another soft chuckle as he looked up
to the master of this realm. Speaking in a calm, yet, cocky tone
as he stared at the man's chest. "So... You are the one my
brother speaks so highly of... You seem strong enough, but...
The question is not what lies in your body... But, what lies in
that cursed skull of yours..." He slowly walked towards the man
as his eyes scanned over the woman who was also present. His
eyes flicking up and down her appearance and seeing no hint of a
threat. His only interest in this realm was the creator who
claimed himself a God. A smirk crossing his lips at the mere
thought of this. The problem with Gods is there will come a time
when none will believe in their power. And they will fall.
Harder than any Angel has ever known. "Urdroxa Dominae... Or
also known as Laemfear... Which do you prefer, my friend?" He
walked past the man and approached the door from which the sound
of chaos was coming from.
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