The city was falling rapidly behind, and the orange flames reached skyward from the outlying home, but Jacob was headed in a different direction.
Whirling around, I scanned the skies for him. Now where did that little lizard go?
*Jacob? Where are you going?* The mind touch was direct. He'd said his friends would go for answers, but that he wanted to search.
I spotted him flying toward Seaside, and thus I left the outlaying fire in favor of the new smoke plumes near the construction.
The Priest
Moderator: Tasslehofl Momus
I think I've got something. Jacob sent back to the lady dragon. He sped onwards towards the rising flames. A dragon was circling the column of flames and he pushed on, he could smell the corruption now and the sound of people screaming reached him on the night winds. It's him. I'll try and get close see if you can distract him. Jacob sent wildly and dropped out of the sky skimming along the ground trying to stay out of sight.
Diversions
Was he out of his lizard mind???
I winged with all haste toward the plume of smoke and the form that circled ahead of me. It radiated dragon fear as though it was drunk or high on something. This was not Lord Momus. This was something else entirely.
As I got closer, I could see that the thing I'd thought was a dracolich was not precisely that. It was as though the scales and flesh have been peeled from the body, leaving the underlying muscle and skeletal structure visible for study. Something humans did to study their 'medicine'. But this anatomy project was still alive, and it was killing.
Closing fast, I set a collision path with the thing. *Jacob, get out of here! Taking on a dragon is not the smartest thing in the world. Use this diversion to GO!*
I winged with all haste toward the plume of smoke and the form that circled ahead of me. It radiated dragon fear as though it was drunk or high on something. This was not Lord Momus. This was something else entirely.
As I got closer, I could see that the thing I'd thought was a dracolich was not precisely that. It was as though the scales and flesh have been peeled from the body, leaving the underlying muscle and skeletal structure visible for study. Something humans did to study their 'medicine'. But this anatomy project was still alive, and it was killing.
Closing fast, I set a collision path with the thing. *Jacob, get out of here! Taking on a dragon is not the smartest thing in the world. Use this diversion to GO!*
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PslyderFTA
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- Location: Shangren MotorCorp Main Headquarters, 12 miles southwest of Rhy'Din
Rocketing from the emergency launch tube a mile out of town, the black motorcycle's engine shrieked like a bane-sidhe as it arced through the air, landing with a heavy whump and cloud of dust, increasing in speed as Psly gunned the throttle. Airborne telemetry indicated more than one dracoform circling the new construction project.
Now, Psly knew Cory worked there, and while there was no love lost between the two men, Psly couldn't just let innocent townsfolk perish without doing something about it.
So, here he was, going out to do something about it.
He was going out to take on not one dragon, but a whole slew of them.
When all this was over, he was definitely looking in to psychiatric help.
((Cross Posted in From The Ashes))
Now, Psly knew Cory worked there, and while there was no love lost between the two men, Psly couldn't just let innocent townsfolk perish without doing something about it.
So, here he was, going out to do something about it.
He was going out to take on not one dragon, but a whole slew of them.
When all this was over, he was definitely looking in to psychiatric help.
((Cross Posted in From The Ashes))
A Learning Experience. Typical three-word preamble to a closed-casket funeral service.
Not the smartest thing. Wow. She really hasn't known me for very long Jacob thought as he increased his speed. Now he just needed Sai Jon. Concentration was never his strongest suit and concentration while on a high speed collision course with a dragon that didn't like you very much is probably even harder but Jacob pushed his thoughts out. He had to reach Sai Jon and bring him here. They wouldn't get another chance at this. He called out, ignoring the smoke and the dying screams he called out to his friend. He needed him here now.
Sai Jon watched the preparations for the locator spell. He'd never been good at magic so he left it to Saltera and Tobias, unfortunately that meant he was doing a lot of standing around and doing nothing and that was possibly what he was worst at. The faint smell of smoke seemed to reach his nostrils, he ignored it. Screams echoed around him and he turned expecting the gates of the damned to be openning behind him but the hallway was empty. The others didn't seem to notice as they laid out the spell carefully. I need you here NOW! Jacob's voice echoed in his head, focused and intent. Jacob was in trouble.
Sai Jon turned to the others. "Jacob's found him...send me to Jacob now!" Saltera looked up in confusion but Tobias took the outlandish statement on faith. He began to chant immediately his hand reached out and touched Sai Jon's forehead and suddenly he was somewhere else.
Sai Jon appeared standing in a street before a building consumed in flames. The dragon that was Tass was attacking the people here, killing them one by one. He spotted Jacob rocketting away from him straight at the dragon and as he came close he spun up through the burning wreckage screaming at Tass passing through the dragon's outstretched claws and slapping it on the snout "YOU'RE IT!" Sai Jon cursed all insane reptiles everywhere as he ran. He had to get close enough to touch Tass and Jacob was trying to buy him the time to do it. He wasn't going to waste it.
Sai Jon turned to the others. "Jacob's found him...send me to Jacob now!" Saltera looked up in confusion but Tobias took the outlandish statement on faith. He began to chant immediately his hand reached out and touched Sai Jon's forehead and suddenly he was somewhere else.
Sai Jon appeared standing in a street before a building consumed in flames. The dragon that was Tass was attacking the people here, killing them one by one. He spotted Jacob rocketting away from him straight at the dragon and as he came close he spun up through the burning wreckage screaming at Tass passing through the dragon's outstretched claws and slapping it on the snout "YOU'RE IT!" Sai Jon cursed all insane reptiles everywhere as he ran. He had to get close enough to touch Tass and Jacob was trying to buy him the time to do it. He wasn't going to waste it.
Jacob flew like never before. The wind ripped past him, he had gotten his message out, now he was the bait. He raced the lady dragon to Tass knowing that this time he had a better chance. He tucked his wings close and flew into the burning wreckage bursting out through a hole where the roof had collapsed directly under the dragon. He weaved upwards still moving faster than he ever had before. Weaving like a maniac, he threaded past Tass whooping wildly and as he passed the growling snout he reached out and slapped his nose screaming with insane pleasure, "YOU'RE IT!" before diving down into the streets below. He was smaller and faster, he would weave where Tass couldn't fly and act as bait. Besides, he'd never had this much fun in his life.
Shard had less than a minute to decide what to do.
After Psly dropped down the tube, and left her mouth hanging open in shock, she looked around, locating a stairway that led down into the lower levels.
She took it at a running pace, leaping to the bottom, and looking around, just as she heard a long whine, and a huge rush of air... She had to grab ahold of the banister just to keep her feet.
To her left, she saw the construction facility, and the entrance to the mass driver that propelled Psly out into the night air.
To her right, she found what she was looking for. "Storage."
She stepped up to the glass enclosure, and panels slid back into the wall, allowing her access to Psly's storehouse of bikes, scooters, and other nifty stuff.
She didn't have time to really look around, but she picked the biggest bike she could find, one that took two claw hooks to hold the thing up by its rear tire. She walked over to the nearest one, and studied the set up. A big button was placed next to each bike. She hit one, and one of the large bikes was lowered to the storage facility's floor.
Shard didn't have any time to waste, so she pushed the bike over to the hangar pad in front of the mass driver.
Shard lowered herself into the bike, taking a moment to orient herself to the controls.
"Ok... this should be easy, right? Where's the go button?"
Glancing to her right, she noticed a small panel, with three buttons, "Charge", "Go", "Abort".
Shard looked at the control panel of the bike, and hit the start button. The engine roared to life. She harnessed herself in, then looked over at the panel again, and hit "Charge".
The high pitched whine started again.
"Here we go..."
She hit the "Go" button.
She pulled her arm back in, as a soft glow started emanating around her. She gripped the handlebars to the bike, articulated spikes clenching onto the frame, as the floor seemed to drop out from under her.
Shard was thrown back into her seat, a thin scream coming from her lips, as she passed through the tunnel at an ever increasing rate of speed.
All too soon, the end of the tunnel appeared...
"Ooohhhh ddddreeeekkkkk!"
And into the night air she went.
((Cross posted in From The Ashes))
After Psly dropped down the tube, and left her mouth hanging open in shock, she looked around, locating a stairway that led down into the lower levels.
She took it at a running pace, leaping to the bottom, and looking around, just as she heard a long whine, and a huge rush of air... She had to grab ahold of the banister just to keep her feet.
To her left, she saw the construction facility, and the entrance to the mass driver that propelled Psly out into the night air.
To her right, she found what she was looking for. "Storage."
She stepped up to the glass enclosure, and panels slid back into the wall, allowing her access to Psly's storehouse of bikes, scooters, and other nifty stuff.
She didn't have time to really look around, but she picked the biggest bike she could find, one that took two claw hooks to hold the thing up by its rear tire. She walked over to the nearest one, and studied the set up. A big button was placed next to each bike. She hit one, and one of the large bikes was lowered to the storage facility's floor.
Shard didn't have any time to waste, so she pushed the bike over to the hangar pad in front of the mass driver.
Shard lowered herself into the bike, taking a moment to orient herself to the controls.
"Ok... this should be easy, right? Where's the go button?"
Glancing to her right, she noticed a small panel, with three buttons, "Charge", "Go", "Abort".
Shard looked at the control panel of the bike, and hit the start button. The engine roared to life. She harnessed herself in, then looked over at the panel again, and hit "Charge".
The high pitched whine started again.
"Here we go..."
She hit the "Go" button.
She pulled her arm back in, as a soft glow started emanating around her. She gripped the handlebars to the bike, articulated spikes clenching onto the frame, as the floor seemed to drop out from under her.
Shard was thrown back into her seat, a thin scream coming from her lips, as she passed through the tunnel at an ever increasing rate of speed.
All too soon, the end of the tunnel appeared...
"Ooohhhh ddddreeeekkkkk!"
And into the night air she went.
((Cross posted in From The Ashes))
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PslyderFTA
- Seasoned Adventurer
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- Joined: Tue Mar 30, 2004 6:18 pm
- Location: Shangren MotorCorp Main Headquarters, 12 miles southwest of Rhy'Din
Oblivious to the development behind him, Psly redlined the engine heading for the city proper. A prearranged signal cleared the gate as he shot through it in a blur, one eye on the road, the other on the telemetry screen in front of him displaying the circling forms around the construction site.
Weaving through the streets as he neared the river, he considered his plans. Unfortunately, the construction tower was the tallest building in the immediate area. He needed to be somewhere higher.
An upended trailer provided resolution to a sudden dead-end street problem, catapulting the bike into another high ballistic arc over the river, providing the elf with a wonderful but macabre view of the desolation. Halfway over the river, an idea dawned upon him.
A couple of pistol potshots sent in the general direction of the dragon battle was all he had time for before gravity reasserted herself and he had to retain control of the speeding vehicle. But he had a destination in mind once more.
For almost nothing in Rhy'Din City proper was taller than the bluffs on the northern edge. . .
((Cross posted in From The Ashes))
Weaving through the streets as he neared the river, he considered his plans. Unfortunately, the construction tower was the tallest building in the immediate area. He needed to be somewhere higher.
An upended trailer provided resolution to a sudden dead-end street problem, catapulting the bike into another high ballistic arc over the river, providing the elf with a wonderful but macabre view of the desolation. Halfway over the river, an idea dawned upon him.
A couple of pistol potshots sent in the general direction of the dragon battle was all he had time for before gravity reasserted herself and he had to retain control of the speeding vehicle. But he had a destination in mind once more.
For almost nothing in Rhy'Din City proper was taller than the bluffs on the northern edge. . .
((Cross posted in From The Ashes))
A Learning Experience. Typical three-word preamble to a closed-casket funeral service.
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The Watcher in the Dark
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Data flew towards the central processing node from sources disguised as myriad small birds in the forest and surrounding the countryside, highlighting the forms of the fighting dragons and saurians along with the incoming motorcycles. Guards in the gatehouses opened the gates with the reception of preprogrammed signals. The same guards kept the gates open for the second speeding form, unable to be confused per se, but reporting the information as always.
It was up to the meat to analyze the data to find the important bits.
It was up to the meat to analyze the data to find the important bits.
It's not paranoia if they really are out to get you.
She hit the ground, bouncing twice, than twisted the throttle as far as it would go. The recoil was more than when she shot out of the mass driver, pressing her against the seat...
"Hooooollllyyyy......"
She noticed that the bike was helping to steer itself, and allowed herself a sigh of relief.
Shard looked at the computer touchscreen in front of her. She hit the navigation bar, and noticed an option for "Tracking".
Shard hit it.
On the screen, she saw several lights, but only one of them was blinking...
"That's got to be him......"
So, using his own tracking device, she started to follow him.
((Cross posted in The Streets: From the Ashes))
"Hooooollllyyyy......"
She noticed that the bike was helping to steer itself, and allowed herself a sigh of relief.
Shard looked at the computer touchscreen in front of her. She hit the navigation bar, and noticed an option for "Tracking".
Shard hit it.
On the screen, she saw several lights, but only one of them was blinking...
"That's got to be him......"
So, using his own tracking device, she started to follow him.
((Cross posted in The Streets: From the Ashes))
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Shahai Iida
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- Location: Currently RhyDin
As dawn lit the sky, the workers at the MacPherson site died. Their terror is an intoxicant. Luring, seducing, and I want more!
Turning to make another pass at the building with it's adrenaline laced souls, I was startled to see a small flying lizard. His next actions were even more shocking!
Snarling as I left the construction workers, I went for the lesser lizard, sending a ball of flames at him. He was agile, more agile than I am in this state. My focus on that one, I missed the assault of the blue, and we collided hard. She deliberately ran into me, knocking me away from my prize, and buying it time to flee.
Rage, black rage errupted within, and I swung around, grabbing the blue by the legs, sinking dagger long teeth into her neck.
Turning to make another pass at the building with it's adrenaline laced souls, I was startled to see a small flying lizard. His next actions were even more shocking!
Snarling as I left the construction workers, I went for the lesser lizard, sending a ball of flames at him. He was agile, more agile than I am in this state. My focus on that one, I missed the assault of the blue, and we collided hard. She deliberately ran into me, knocking me away from my prize, and buying it time to flee.
Rage, black rage errupted within, and I swung around, grabbing the blue by the legs, sinking dagger long teeth into her neck.
Shahai Iida
First Follower of The Bloodspeaker
First Follower of The Bloodspeaker
Jacob glanced over his shoulder as the two dragons collided in mid air, claws raking at each other. Jacob! Get away from him!! I do not want to watch you get eaten! The lady dragon's thoughts screamed through him.
He arched backwards completing a spinning u-turn in moments. A ball of flame shot by him deflecting off a hastily errected mental shield and leaving him a little singed. I don't want to watch myself get eaten either. It would ruin my vacation plans, and after THIS vacation I'm definitely taking another one far from insane dragon lords but this dragon is MINE. Keep clear before you get hurt. He charged again screaming at the top of his lungs. If nothing else, this ought to be interesting, he thought to himself.
He arched backwards completing a spinning u-turn in moments. A ball of flame shot by him deflecting off a hastily errected mental shield and leaving him a little singed. I don't want to watch myself get eaten either. It would ruin my vacation plans, and after THIS vacation I'm definitely taking another one far from insane dragon lords but this dragon is MINE. Keep clear before you get hurt. He charged again screaming at the top of his lungs. If nothing else, this ought to be interesting, he thought to himself.
Lord Momus followed, and we spiralled high into the sky, when several gunshots echoed in the night, one tearing through my burned wing. Snarling at the tearing burn. Why do humans use guns???
I spun and arced over, diving down from above. Jacob's thoughts richochetted through my mind, *I don't want to watch myself get eaten either. It would ruin my vacation plans, and after THIS vacation I'm definitely taking another one far from insane dragon lords but this dragon is MINE. Keep clear before you get hurt.*
He is insane! Me? If anyone is going to get crunched and eaten, it's him. I snarled and snapped at the dracolich-like wings, hoping to break some of the flight bones that held him aloft. Lord Momus screamed and raked his talons at my neck where his teeth had sunk deeply before.
Blood dripped steadily from those wounds, but if I didn't keep coming, Jacob would be in trouble.... and so I kept after the old dragon.....
Damn those bullets hurt!
I spun and arced over, diving down from above. Jacob's thoughts richochetted through my mind, *I don't want to watch myself get eaten either. It would ruin my vacation plans, and after THIS vacation I'm definitely taking another one far from insane dragon lords but this dragon is MINE. Keep clear before you get hurt.*
He is insane! Me? If anyone is going to get crunched and eaten, it's him. I snarled and snapped at the dracolich-like wings, hoping to break some of the flight bones that held him aloft. Lord Momus screamed and raked his talons at my neck where his teeth had sunk deeply before.
Blood dripped steadily from those wounds, but if I didn't keep coming, Jacob would be in trouble.... and so I kept after the old dragon.....
Damn those bullets hurt!
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PslyderFTA
- Seasoned Adventurer
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- Joined: Tue Mar 30, 2004 6:18 pm
- Location: Shangren MotorCorp Main Headquarters, 12 miles southwest of Rhy'Din
The sudden roar surprised him. Psly didn't think he'd come anywhere near hitting either dragon, but apparently, luck landed on him like he'd landed on that patch of dry road before. . .
But navigating the twisting turns of the path up the bluffs was no easy task, and he bent all his concentration towards it.
Finally, he'd judged himself high enough and slewed the motorcycle to a halt, engaging the recoil pylons once its motion ceased and extending the weapon from its compartment along the bike.
Like a good deal of his creations, the rifle was sleek, but in its own way, highly threatening. Snaking a cord from the rounded box atop the weapon, he winced as he inserted the plug into the receptacle behind his ear, engaging the sighting program.
Then he braced himself and lined up for the shot, attempting to calm his breathing as he looked through the enhanced optics at the battling dragons.
The only thought he had then was, which one to take down first?
But navigating the twisting turns of the path up the bluffs was no easy task, and he bent all his concentration towards it.
Finally, he'd judged himself high enough and slewed the motorcycle to a halt, engaging the recoil pylons once its motion ceased and extending the weapon from its compartment along the bike.
Like a good deal of his creations, the rifle was sleek, but in its own way, highly threatening. Snaking a cord from the rounded box atop the weapon, he winced as he inserted the plug into the receptacle behind his ear, engaging the sighting program.
Then he braced himself and lined up for the shot, attempting to calm his breathing as he looked through the enhanced optics at the battling dragons.
The only thought he had then was, which one to take down first?
A Learning Experience. Typical three-word preamble to a closed-casket funeral service.
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