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 Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:15 pm
**This topic is reserved for only Elenca Maier and her "victim" Please refrain from posting unless you are said victim. Thank you.**
Dark shadows gather and twist, the halls of gray stone bend into nothingness. So easily one can get lost in this maze of tunnels, so easily one can loose their soul.
This is her domain, her sanctuary, her world of pain and torture.
Try and escape her dark paradise--if you can.
Okay darlings...
~RULES~
When you are captured (provided that your save throw did not work.)
Elenca will toy with you until she is bored.
This is NOT a death match.
She may battle you, or just talk--it depends on her mood and who your character is. She may not even engage in conversation, and simply will let you wander around in her dark world.
Oh, she will release you when she feels like it. ( it will not be too long, within the hour usually.)
On the seperate note...if you say you are getting offline, or do not have the time to RP this event, then Elenca will release you--HOWEVER, if Elenca catches you within one hour-- posting here on any of the guilds threads, your save throw is forfeited and you will automactically be sent to the labyrinth for a longer period of time. Elenca will not be happy with you.
So, bottom line, no lying to get out of this!
Have fun boys and girls.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:18 pm
She mocks her, this weak sibling that her father sired. How typical of the earth b***h to mingle with the halfbreeds...how...sickening.
Elenca wants to wash her hands after she throws her sister to the middle of the room, watching as she looses her balance. Weak...just like their mother.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:33 pm
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Maiafay rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:35 pm
Fauntine readies herself, taking some seeds out of her pocket and clutches them tightly into her palm. She could feel her mothers gifts coursing through her, the sensual feelings pooling with savage force within her hand. She flings the seed at Elenca, aiming for her head and molding them with her power. Thorns in her sisters perfect face would be quite pleasing to witness.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:40 pm
The only thing she succeeded in doing was annoying Elenca, as her thorns scattered haphazardly across the room. She snarles like an animal, readying herself for another attack.
"Why have you come here! What can you possibly want now!? I told you a dozen times Elenca, I am NOT coming back with you! Father is dead to me! He died the moment he killed MY mother!" She fumes, her face red with rage, and digs a large handle of seed out of her pouch. "Let me out of this hell hole Elenca! I won't hesitate to kill you!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:44 pm
Elenca smiles...her lips pouty and full. "Now, now little sister, that is no way to treat "our" father. He only wants the best for you...granted, he was a little hasty when he sold you off to the gypsies...but he thought your gifts were...useless to us. He feels differently now. He wants you to come home Fauntine."
Elenca strolls over to her sister, ignoring the flinch as she touches her shoulder affectionately. "Dear one, we love you...we want you to come back to us. Why do you keep refusing him?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:48 pm
Fauntine wanted to mash her seeds in Elenca's mouth. Figures she would twist everything that has happened around.
She jerks her shoulder from the false affection, retreating to the far side of the room.
"Your father.... murdered my mother. That is the only fact I see here. I will not come with you! I don't want you! You taint everything! You murder when you feel like it! I know what you do on these worlds you travel. You kill anything that upsets your precious "balance." Good, Evil, it is all the same to you! How many innocents have you killed to maintain your glorified neutrality? How many!!!??"
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:54 pm
Elenca stares at her for a moment, deciding something in her head.
"Fine my dear...have it your way. But know this. My ends always justify my means...I will see the balance between good and evil restored. Something here has perked my interest besides you darling...so get used to me being around. Maybe I will say hello to all your little halfbreed friends...bring them her to play?"
She laughs and it echoes down through the labyrinth hollowly. She tears open a dimensional portal again, and without waiting for her sister's reaction, she pushes her though.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 8:54 am
~Sometime later~
Elenca was furious.
She paced her dark chambers like a hungry panther, grumbling to herself and running fingers angrily through her short cropped hair. She was almost humilated that her sister refused her "request." What would she say to her father? She would never be able to look him the eyes again!
Elenca snarled and unleased the bloodfire from her clenched fists, the hiss of the crimson flames as it struck the stone wall, echoed loudly.
She tried to calm down. Using magic like that was inane, and her father always chided her every time Elenca wasted her energy on something mundane and foolish.
She paused, considering her options. Stale winds blew from the bowels of her labyrinth, the dark halls whispering madness and despair. She felt comforted here, the shadows like loving arms, the ghostly echoes like a warm embrace. She could not understand why her sister refused the joys of her true calling, the one so many of her kind embraced eagerly.
Elenca contemplated her situation. She had to convince her sister to come back, not matter what the cost. Her father strictly forbade Elenca to use force to bring his daughter home, so that was out of the question. How about "influence" then? Someone who had the ability to "convince" her stubbron sister to leave Crosshaven. Someone Fauntine had grown to trust in despite herself. Someone who had power.....
Elenca grinned, a twisted plan now taking shape.
She knew now who would be her next house guest, whether he wanted too or not.
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Nathanael Nevermore Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 3:54 pm
Disoriented and unable to see, reeling with nausea from the experience of being jerked into this hellhole, Nathanael holds his stomach and tries not to throw up.
He blinks his eyes, dizzy still, trying to make sense of this place... he uses his Gift to feel for the spirits of the dead, to sense if there are any of them floating around in this darkness that could lead him back towards the light....
He tries to find solid ground and stand, his smomach still doing backflips....
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 4:02 pm
He is unable to sense the dead here... Perhaps this is a place their spirits do not enter. Regardless, if he is going to find his way out, he will have to find another way.
He tries to see if hs cel phone will work...
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Nathanael Nevermore Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 4:03 pm
She watches him from the darkness, this child. Floundering about like blind man and groping around like a confused fool.
She feels his gift reaching out like grasping fingers, trying to receive aid from those who are under her command. She smiles, her red lips curling up in a spiteful grin.
"Mr. Nevermore..." She calls, her voice sensual and mocking. "What ever shall you do without your guards, your friends, whats left of your family..." She states the family part with emphasis, signaling to Nathanael that she knows all too well what has transpired with his father. "--To aid you....No one. No spirits will respond to you here. This place is mine. Every stone, every twisted hall...I could keep you here forever.." Her voice dips, echoing through the empty corridors like a baleful angel.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 4:12 pm
Snapping his cel phone closed, he shoves his hands in his pockets and looks to the side, letting his eyes slide closed in very well acted nonchalance.
"I suppose then, that I shall have to deal with you alone. If you wish to enter into business negociations, you will release me from hostage and come to a table to talk civilly, like human beings, rather than degenerate hellspawn...
and I suggest you do so quickly, you have me quite irate, and a powerful man knows how to utilize all of the tools at his disposal, even people when he needs to. I have a great selection of sharp swords for just such an occasion as this--when negociations turn hostile."
He goes to light a cigarette, not because he needs one, but for the light that the cherry will provide.
"You spilled my coffee, b***h."
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Nathanael Nevermore Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 4:19 pm
This is amusing her greatly.
She gives honest laughter as she swaggers into the open, playing with bloodfire on her open palm. "Bring all the swords you need little boy...I like to play with sharp toys." Her eyes glow red, feral. "Speaking of which, I must admit, you have a exceptional poker face. Something that I apprecieate greatly. Now, you mentioned propositions....yes I have one for you Mr. Nevermore." She nears, appraising Nathanael like a hungry lioness, her eyes flicking over him as if she is not sure she wants to eat him or not.
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