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 Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:06 pm
An underwater city with marine life almost resembling that of a human culture. Near Dawn Striders, they have know peace ever since the day's long past of an evil plaguing it's waters like a poison. Yet they are a peaceful race of Aquateis, doesn't mean they're easyily defensless. No, they are that of the legendary Atlantis. A world of water and lower amounts of gravity. Yet a question, how does one breath under these waters without gills? Well it's a simple thing you must find out in order to come to this water world of lights.
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 5:44 pm
Swimming down the deep Dusk River, the captain of the Dawn Striders nears where the river meets the sea. The location of Atlantis, and another Sin Stone. She hadn't acquired one quite yet, but she was curious as to what they looked like, what they could do. She smiled, imagining what sort of chaos her father had planned if he gained all of the stones he needed. Frankly, she didn't care, but she wanted to see what all the fuss was about. The Dawn Captain could sense the sin creature nearby, after connecting with the Glutton by the Bridge Inn, she now knew how to sense the presence of a stone. The captain would be at a bit of a disadvantage down here, without the use of her fire. But hey, a challenge was always fun, right? Besides, fire wasn't all the captain had. Wind was another of the captain's favorite elements, and she could twist that into something useful down here. Pulling the water-proof cloak tighter around herself, she continued her descent onto the underwater city. She'd been down here a few times before, and let loose her spiritual signature, allowing the people of Atlantis below sense her arrival. By doing this, she also hoped to draw out the Sin creature.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 6:38 pm
"I wish she'd wait for me for one bloody time..." Yata'morphii complained to himself as rather large pirate ship carried him skimming the top of the waters. It wouldn't be long till he was directly over the city under the water.
Wrapped in a blanket, Yata sneezed. As if he weren't annoyed enough, he had come up with a small cold, if that was even possible.
"Oi! Don't be spreadin your germs all over me ship!"
The troll eyed the Captain of the ship with his blank eye and sinister smile, making the immediate crew uneasy.
"You just get me where I need to go, and I'll make sure you don't die of the plague."
Sweet silence.
After moments, the ship slowed as the sails were lowered.
"There, troll. We're over the city."
"Excellent. Have you the vessel?"
The captain made a motion, and two of the crew brought a polished silver cannon ball.
"To your exact specifications..."
"Good, good... As soon as I enter, drop me from the ship. The curse on your precious treasure will lift then."
"Bloody troll..."
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
"....uh, nothing. Nothing at all."
Yata's smile grew wider.
"That's what I thought."
Yata concentrated, his body becoming the fine black mist of his primordial form. The mist then entered into the cannonball, the item becoming purple in his presence.
Not soon after, the ball dropped, and slowly dropped into the sea...
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2008 5:44 pm
A fish zoomed by the captain's head, causing her to look up. Surprisingly enough, the captain's hearing was amplified down here, the waves of the water and the current acting like ears and eyes. The rather large purple object sinking slowly downwards caused her to raise an eyebrow, her eyes working perfectly fine after her newest elixir was injected into her bloodstream. The color and presence of the object reminded her of someone, and she swam upwards to meet it. Poking at it with her now webby hands, she feels almost foolish as she opens her mouth to speak. "Yata?" she asks, the water rushing down her throat not really bothering her. Still feeling a bit foolish at talking to this giant object, she pokes at it again.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:08 pm
"In the flesh." The Cannonball spoke to the Captain mentally, Yata's voice clear in her head.
"...well, sort of."
The giant sinking purple pearl headed directly down course, the speed a bit slow, but sure in it's descent.
"I figured I'd lend you a helping hand fighting the monstrosities down here... after all, I do require some service time to the Dawn for my absence..."
The cannonball would have smiled Yata's sharp smile, if it weren't made of metal.
"...and I figured this would count for quite a bit."
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 6:41 pm
Blinking, the captain follows the cannonball's slow descent. "You want to lend me hand, when you're a giant ball of metal?" she asks, poking him a final time. "What hand?" she asks, grinning faintly. Realizing the sinking path of the cannonball, the captain raises a snowy eyebrow. "And even if you had a hand, you plan to help me from the bottom of the sea?" she smiles faintly, poking fun at the strange appearance of Yata. "But ya know..... If you'd asked me, I would've helped you get here in a much more..... useful way."
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 3:48 pm
"I'd rather not bother you with such a simple task, Neciel." Yata said with a humble chuckle.
"I won't be in here for long... I didn't want to waste any energy... and while my primordial form needs not to breathe, I would expand too much energy just wandering around waiting for this creature we're after to show itself. So, I found a more... conventional way to travel. No energy wasted... though a bit slow..."
The cannonball sneezed, catching Yata off his train of thought.
"...either way, I'll be good and ready when I need to be...
The troll's fuzzy form quickly fuzzed in bubbles in the water, the cannonball as a sort of core for the psychically static troll.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 4:50 pm
Waving her hand though the hazy Yata form, the captain raises an eyebrow. "If that's the case, go back to being useless until that monster thing comes..... and remember this, my dear Yata. I want that Sin Stone." she grins wickedly, a devilish look glinting in her eyes. "I will use it to black-mail my fatehr, and finally succeed in removing this blasted curse!" she shakes her fist in the air, or rather, higher up in the water. "Or if it's real pretty, I'll keep it for myself, and make myself a nice necklace or something." she smiles, still the brilliant, and slightly strange captain of the Dawn.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 5:10 pm
"Necklace? I don't usually argue with your decisions, Captain... but such a stone must have more value to the Dawn than a necklace..." The shifty Yata scratched his chin. "...and the curse, I doubt your father dearest will agree too, even with the stone." The static dissipated as Yata continued his lazy decent.
"Either way, I will personally guarantee you the stone, my Captain..."
The trolls sinister smile could have burned right through the cannonball.
"...The sin stands little chance, after all..."
The pearl glinted slightly as the deeps and shadow began to engulf the shining light sphere.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 5:21 pm
"Nope, not really." she replies, examining her webby hands. "But my father probably will agree. If he wants to do whatever it is he wants to do, he needs all the stones. And trust me, this is going to be real big.... but of course, we'll be safe." the captain smiles, the gesture not looking sweet or innocent in the least. "He will agree, Yata! He must!" cackling in a slightly evil manner, something probably picked up from her evil father, the captain's eyes glint brighter. "The stone probably only unlocks something, or is some sort of sacrifice thing..... I think he may be trying to bring back her." she finishes her statement, calming slightly. "But I wonder if it will work this time.....?"
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 5:32 pm
" You really scare me sometimes, Captain..."
He kept his voice in utter unfazed monotony, a quite fitting sound considering he was a cannonball right now. Though he had only the slightest Idea of who "Her" was he felt is wasn't necessary to ask. Whomever she was, she must surely be a truly frightening character, if the dark lord himself wanted to summon her. Curiosity might have gotten the better of him, however, if he hadn't set his eyes down upon the now visible speck of glowing city.
"My my... such a pretty thing it is, even at this distance... Makes me wonder how the thing got down here..."
While the company of his Captain was nice, the troll spoke to himself mostly.His usual inquisitive self never faded, even in Yata's rebirth.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:12 pm
"Oh, if you met her you'd be frightened by her mere presence." the captain shakes her head, rubbing her webby hands over her forearms to try and warm himself. "She frightens even myself at times, and my brother is smart enough to play the part of the suck-up to remain safe." she blinked a few times, shaking her head again. "Yata, my dear, I hope you never have such an unpleasant, and possibly fatal, chance to meet.... my mother." yes, it was the captain's own mother of which she spoke, and from the way she spoke of this woman, she wasn't of the nicest bunch. "She used to be an angel, but than Daddy dearest took her under his wing..... even though he doesn't have wings, she does, but that's not the point! She's the perfect Queen to his evil Tyrant King.....ness." sighing heavily, the captain leans against the slowly sinking cannonball-Yata. "That woman....... she's like a female version of my father, stuffed into a body that looks nothing other than an older version of me!" the captain goes on, ignoring Yata speaking to himself. "I really don't mind if she returns, but if this Sin Stone thing is pretty, I'll make it nice at home in my.... our castle."
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:28 pm
"Your mother?!?!"
The cannonball stated in a strange mix of curiosity, disbelief, and surprise, followed by the realization that Neciel indeed had a mother.
After the few years with the Captain, and the little mention of her mother, the notion was almost impossible. Realizing that everyone had a mother at one point in time settled Yata down to a dull amusement of himself.
"Now I really am a bit frightened..." He said with a hint of sceptically.
Thank the Gods in heaven cannonballs didn't have facial expressions, for the look and thought he gave off would have gotten him a good punch in the stomach. He secluded the thought to himself, trying his best not ti give a giggle of amusement.
If the apple doesn't fall far from the tree... I'd really hate to see the tree... He said, looking at Neciel in secret.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:40 pm
"What're you thinking, Yata?" she asks, staring at Yata with an agitated expression. "You.....You didn't think I had a mother, did you?!" she demands, staring at him with disbelief and outrage. "My mother is a beautiful woman, whom I look just like~" she smiles, twirling a strand of long white hair around one of her webby fingers. "But she's evil!" she yells, out of almost no where. "She married my father, after all! Even after he killed my uncle!" the captain shakes her head, settling back into her position leaning against the cannonball Yata as he slowly sank. "The woman looks like the angel of Death herself...... or at least, she did." sighing again, the captain continues twirling the long strand of snow white hair around her fingers. "I'm told I look just like her.... but I never really paid much attention to my mother. Cyrus, my twin, was always following her around. I used to play with my father's knights...... used to feed 'em to the creatures in the Cavern. They were so cute~" the captain smiles, remembering back to her childhood. How exactly she'd been drawn off into this tangent, who knows, but if Yata was smart, he'd listen without complaining.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 7:00 pm
"Well, it was a strange motion a few seconds ago." The troll said, reappearing as the static, stroking his chin as the Troll seemed as if he were daintily laying on a seat, floating down as a feather would. Yata wasn't one to cast off anothers conversation so easily... and any bit of history of his mysterious Captain always interested the troll. Therefore, he listened intently, but with a lax form. "It's a wonder you came to break from the factions, being raised by the Dark Lord and His wife... Makes me think where we'd all be this instant if you hadn't...
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