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Aftermath; Restoring the World (Open RP)
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Spite, Malice
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"Cantus is not dead," Spite replied, "merely subdued. Once I leave his body, he should be fine..." he added. "Though I shall head to cloning bay as you ordered, my lord."
Character: Gurka
Location: Plaguelands
"I needed a token that showed your master intended to fulfill his promise," Gurka explained as she punched the felblood in the stomach. "Though really, even if I killed you, the worst he could do is not give her over. Not that I intend to yet, of course."
Character: Taelani
Location: Stratholme
"Stop calling me that," Taelani frowned. "And enough with your perverse humour, finish what you need to so and be on your way. Your stink is making me dizzy."
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Stratholme, Plaguelands
"What? Murderess?" Morec chuckled and smiled at her maliciously. "My dear, you really ought to stop fighting what you were, stop trying to hide from your past. What you did was nothing wrong, but what happened to you was. I'm surprised you didn't seek revenge, especially against your own people - the Alliance casting you out like that for something as natural as what you did."
His face flashed back to a mad grin. "A all-natural as this place! Wooohooo! Does it reek!" He laughed.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Cyrus
Location
: Cyrus' Lair
"Well you can keep him, he had it coming anyway - or you could make a body that would motht thuit your needth... Well, to be honetht our cloning fathilitieth are not ath advanthed ath I would have liked them to be jutht yet, but I thtill think you can conthruct yourthelf thomething that will thuit you jutht fine," Cyrus said thoughtfully.
Character
: Fernal
Location
: Plaguelands
Fernal coughed out in surprise, bending in half, his saliva sputtering out of his mouth and all over Gurka - he did not actually expect her to carry out her threat.
"You... you bitсh!" he snarled, trying to slap her across the face.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Taelani
Location: Stratholme
"What's dead is dead..." Taelani muttered. "I don't want to talk about the past."
Character: Spite, Malice
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"I think I shall," Spite agreed. "If I am to do your bidding, I imagine I will need a way to walk among mortals without stealing their bodies. I could not long remain hidden that way..." he paused. "And Mother? What will you do with her? You said she was mine to do with as I please."
Character: Gurka
Location: Plaguelands
Gurka took a step back, out of the felblood's reach. "You talk too much..." she commented drily. This wandering through the Plaguelands with a chatty demon was hopeless. She had to get back home, so she could figure out what to do about Ga'crane and whoever was trying to bring back Dag'rema.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Stratholme, Plaguelands
Oh, but you have
such
potential
, Morec thought, maintaining his mad grin.
Too much to go to waste, but for now
... "Anywhooo I must be on my way! Places to go, orphans to eat." He laughed again, opening up a death gate behind him. "Farewell for the time being, my good chums. I'll be seeing you in... I think it'll be an hour? Probably, shouldn't take me much longer than that." He walked backwards into it.
And emerged on the other side in the captains quarters of one of the Ebony Gang ships.
"Sir, good to see you have returned," the Captain saluted. "Our guests have set up shop on the island, and we have already begun construction of your tower."
"Good, good." Morec said, opening the book and flipping through it. "Now... is everything prepared for the scribe to copy all of this?"
"Should be, sir. He was a bit uncooperative when we first abducted him from Stormwind but we've managed to beat him into submission. He has all of the inks and parchments that the tome you mentioned would require."
"Excellent," Morec said, beganing to walk away. The gnomish captain, however, stopped him.
"There is one more thing, sir," the captain picked up a book off of a table and handed it to Morec. "We took this from a Shadow Priestess that we found in the Swamp of Sorrow. I thought you might be interested in it."
Morec flipped through the book of Scourge magic, reading the runes inscribed within and smiling. "This is perfect! There will be a slight adjustment to the texts I want written, Captain; everything in this book will be put into my copy alone. And, Captain," he held open the book to show him a page. "Start gathering their reagents."
The gnome saluted and both exited the room.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Cyrus
Location
: Cyrus' Lair
"Jutht prior to your arrival, I ordered my enforther, Zuril Gozin, to rape her on the regrettably thmall off-chanthe that she would become pregnant. Now that you are here, he will not do tho again, but if he
wath
thuccthethful, then I advithe she thtayth here until she giveth birth. Otherwithe, in four dayth we will be able to tell for sure there ith no fetuth inthide her womb, and thuth you can take her wherever.
Ath of right now, thith," the warlock pointed at the life support system, "will be moved into the incubatorth tho that she can feed on the emotionth of the prithonerth thereof. I take it immediate vithinity ith the only condition that needth to be fulfilled for her to feed, yeth?"
Character
: Carnage
Location
: Catacombs beneath the Capital City
Carnage was curled on the dirty floor of a sewer, shivering violently. His most hated enemy and progenitor was trying to force himself back into control, and by the minute it was growing more difficult to keep him at bay while at the same time desperately trying to come up with a long-term way to thwart the troll's advance.
'
Wait until my friend remembers about the Demon Wing Fetish I gave her. She is smart enough to use it to trace me, and Flamehowl will help her,
' Ga'Crane's laugh echoed in the ebony-skinned man's ears.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Taelani
Location: Stratholme
Taelani was pleased to see Morec leave, though the prospect of his imminent return left a sour taste in her mouth.
Character: Spite, Malice
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"That should be all that is needed," Spite nodded. "From what I can tell, it seems rather likely she has new life within her, though I mislike the feel of it..."
Character: Gurka
Location: Plaguelands
Gurka looked up at the sky. It was sometimes difficult to tell night from day in this land--though it was still a major improvement from how it had been just a few decades back, she'd heard--the sky was growing unmisyakably darker. "We shoild make camp for the night," she suggested. "Perhaps in the moening you'll be strong enough to create a portal, Flamehowl."
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Taelani
Location: Stratholme
"He's not trustworthy..." Taelani frowned, shaking her head. "He'll end up trying to hurt you. Or me..." she added angrily. "He's already tried twice. Whatever deal you made with him, he will sell you out."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Cyrus
Location
: Cyrus' Lair
"Contheived in hate and competing with you for her attention," Cyrus shrugged lightly.
"I trutht you won't try to murder your thibling though, yethno?" he then quirked an eyebrow as he raised his arms in front of him, facing Malice. The construct slowly began to rotate, the numerous tendrils shifting and intertwining with one another, and a green field of energy wrapped around the table.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Spite
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"I would hope I am not so petty," Spite chuckled grimly. "Will you be claiming the child?"
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Cyrus
Location
: Cyrus' Lair
"Why would I bother otherwithe? Well,
other
than watching the betht pоrn in the known univerthe," Cyrus grinned.
"I won't thick the baby on her, or on you if that'th what'th worrying you," he added.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Isle de Occisor, Off the Coast of Tirisfal Glades
"Lord Rivendare, they are finished," an Ebony Gangster held out the two large tomes for Morec to take, their combined weight clearly giving him a little trouble.
Morec took the two tomes, noting which was his and which was the spare. The spare he set down on a table next to him, then he began to flip through his. After a quick search of it he did the same to the second, nodding and smiling. "And the scribe?" he asked, tucking the spare tome under his arm.
"Disposed of, Lord Rivendare," the gangster said with a salute.
"Excellent," the death knight smiled. "Then it is time to proceed, time to set everything into motion." He was going to be cautious about this matter, but one way or another he knew he would attract... unwanted attention. Attention that would make him suffer. "And how goes the search for the reagents?"
"Progressing, Lord Rivendare. We have about half of the required items on hand, and magi have already started gathering the rest."
"Good," Morec nodded. He then opened a death gate to Stratholme and stepped through, appearing in the street closest to the home of the three magi and striding towards it. He reached the house and knocked on the door.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Spite, Malice
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"For your sake, I hope you know what you're getting into," Spite-Cantus nodded. "As you can see, She is something other than an extra resilient human. Who knows what sort of reaction She might get from demonblood..."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Cyrus
Location
: Cyrus' Lair
"For thomeone theveral dayth old you're quite educated, ninyo," Cyrus drawled.
"Thay, jutht how much of her knowledge rethideth in you?"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Spite
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"A side-effect of the joining, I would guess," Spite suggested. "I'm living in Cantus' body right now, so I have access to his knowledge. I was able to glean a bit off of my connection to my mother, as well."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Cyrus
Location
: Cyrus' Lair
"I thee."
The construct was finally parted from the floor and the ceiling, having curled up into a massive sphere of mechanical tendrils. Through the gaps, glimpses of Malice could be seen barely.
"Anything you require, Thpite? Thomething eggthra, perhapth, other than emotionth and her thafety?"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Spite, Malice
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"Perhaps an introduction, or an explanation? I pledged my life to you, but I do not know much more than your name..." Spite replied.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Cyrus
Location
: Cyrus' Lair
Cyrus licked his eyebrows thoughtfully as he began to walk, Malice's 'cage' floating in front of him and towards the incubators. Eventually, he spoke.
"I am Cyrus the Befouler. The motht important thingth that you need to know about me are: I have a thick thenthe of humor; I have low toleranthy for failureth, but low ith not thero; I thometimeth drop my current work to do thomething elthe entirely, but I alwayth thtay focuthed on the greater image; I have a mathter ath well - the Blood Lord on the Sun Throne, Champion of Quel'Thalas, Defender of the Sunwell - you'll know him if you ever thee him, probably becauthe your gutth will feel like thomebody ith trying to turn them inthide out; everything I do benefitth the people of Quel'Thalas in the long run; our number thero rule that ith to be obeyed at all timeth ith thith - do not, under any thircumthtantheth, take a life of a blood elf or a high elf, unlethth the thaid elf hath been proven guilty of murdering hith kin and thuth hath lotht hith right to live long and prothper."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Spite
Location: Cyrus' Lair
"Noted. Also, you have the tiniest suggestion of a lisp," Spite added helpfully. "As for me, what you see is what you get. I was only born this morning."
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