Post by Andrei Tosya on Nov 12, 2013 14:51:00 GMT -5
Andrei looked at the sergeant, it would be so easy to just stand up and rip out his throat, but the damned rock guardian thingy made it all so much harder. "Bu... Wh... Why, sir? I ah innocen' He replied and pointed at his brother, "He's the one with ta gun, I ain no bloody Cybrog or what 'ver ya call'd me." He tried to convince him with his dialect. It disgusted him, he hated it.
Post by Victus Brightblade on Nov 19, 2013 22:48:59 GMT -5
The Brothers
"You are bound by law. Your innocence will be determined by an agent of the court. You will do as ordered or you will be punished. Do not speak without leave again, citizen." A guard said as he jerked Andrei's arm behind the protesting prisoner's back, roughly cuffing it to the other.
The sergeant pointed towards the east (away from the Prison) and the soldier began to march that way, directing the prisoners with their drawn blades.
The Prison
Victus waited until the prison guards wandered off to investigate the source of the lockdown and began to pull on the chains binding him to the wall. Then chains were solid iron, but the wall anchors were rusted.
This was not the code. This was not the way he was raised. When arrested, Victus normally awaited the truth to set him free. Not this time. He was too close. Ironwill was here. A oath made a lifetime ago bound him to action. Escape and avenge the dead.
Victus planted his feet against the wall and pushed against it with all his might. After about five minutes, the wall cracked and then the right hand wall anchor exploded outward. Victus fell to the floor of his cell sweaty and in pain, but he was a quarter of the way there.... no stopping now.
Something short and purple with a large red hat staggers into the area in front of the Prison. With one look, the creature almost drunkenly walks towards the doors, hoping to get inside.
You find us funny, do you not? A source of amusement. Is that not so? With our pretty clothes, and our convoluted circumlocutions and our little silliness of manner and behavior. And perhaps we are funny... But you must never imagine, that just because something is funny,it is not dangerous.
Post by Victus Brightblade on Dec 8, 2013 14:12:20 GMT -5
The Prison
"Oi!" A crossbowman shouts from a window. "Bugger off. We're on lockdown. No one's to be comin' in or leavin'. Get yerself home, 'fore I get someone to clap ye in irons."
Post by The Fae Sorceress on Dec 11, 2013 15:01:23 GMT -5
huuuh?? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!!!
The creature reveals itself as Lulu, a suddenly VERY irritated Lulu who points her wand at the crossbowman.
*hic* CUDDLY INC-*hic*-OMING
A sudden cloud of petals and a comical poofing sound can be heard as the guard turns into a tiny baby dragon in a broken egg shell, a new form Lulu was working on ever since she adopted Mr. Piggles. The adopted dragon happens to be with his mother at the time, who happily follows her around, The sorceress was acting very silly tonight and the Baby Dragon wants to imitate her.
The sorceress scans the door, noticing a tiny hole on the bottom with rats crawling in and out of it. Lulu motions Mr. Piggles on her shoulder and points her wand in the sky.
TRANSMOGULATE...*hic*
The pair quickly transforms into two small squirrels and quickly crawls into the hole. Once on the other side, Lulu and Mr. Piggles scamper to find an area with no one around before transforming back into they're usual selves. Lulu takes a drunken look around the area and mindlessly waddles into a corridor with no idea where it will lead
You find us funny, do you not? A source of amusement. Is that not so? With our pretty clothes, and our convoluted circumlocutions and our little silliness of manner and behavior. And perhaps we are funny... But you must never imagine, that just because something is funny,it is not dangerous.
Post by Victus Brightblade on Dec 20, 2013 2:31:05 GMT -5
The Prison
After five minutes, the patrol found the small harmless dragon jumping about and screeching at prisoners. This launched into a manhunt for any invader. This search started far away from Victus's cell, but very near Zac's and the guard around Zac was tripled.
Victus had torn out another anchor by this time, and his arms were caked in sweat and blood, his wrists torn up by the shackles. Fortunately, Victus's feet were bound by ball and chain and he was able to drag himself to the jail door and he searched for a guard. Seeing none, but hearing footsteps, he slammed on the door.
"TURNKEY!! I HAVE GRIEVANCES TO STATE! COME FORTH!" He shouted. He was hoping the man was a bit dull, so he could quickly subdue him.
Little did he know the footsteps belonged to his worst nightmare.
Post by The Fae Sorceress on Dec 20, 2013 3:46:58 GMT -5
very slowly and while waddling, Lulu stumbles into Victus's field of view and immediately slams her staff into the iron bars holding Victus in.
hey hey HEY!!!! .....YOU'RE TOOO LOUD! *hic*
Lulu stumbles backwards and lands on her bum then blinks several times, taking several seconds to stare at Victus in his eyes
heeeey...HEEEEEEY! I REMEMEMEMBER *hic*YOU!! hey HEY MR. PIGGLES look!
Lulu motions the baby dragon closer and points at Victus
ITS the *hic* FUNNY GUY!! yea REMEMBER i told *hic* YOU ABOUT him? THE FUNNY guy who DID all THE FUNNY *hic* things!
The baby dragon cocks his to the side in confusion while Lulu continues to laugh
COME ON Funny GUY! do *hic* SOME FUNNY THINGS!!!
You find us funny, do you not? A source of amusement. Is that not so? With our pretty clothes, and our convoluted circumlocutions and our little silliness of manner and behavior. And perhaps we are funny... But you must never imagine, that just because something is funny,it is not dangerous.
Post by The Secret Weapon on Dec 20, 2013 7:19:42 GMT -5
Zac yawned as he noticed more guards around his cell from the box, he was getting very hungry... and very bored of being a 'prisoner' of the Demacians, so he decided to have a little fun.
He spat out one tiny blob of goo and began to slowly ooze himself towards it, forming himself to a slightly shorter height, but out of the box clearly in the cell.
"Hey, while you stiffs are all here... mind getting me some breakfast from the mess hall? I'm starving in here!" He yelled to get their attention
Post by Victus Brightblade on Dec 21, 2013 20:41:36 GMT -5
Zac's Cell
The guards were told that trouble could be expected. They were expecting many things ranging from explosives to assassins. THIS wasn't on their list of things to expect.
Not one said a word to Zac. They all stood with mouths wide open and shocked expressions.
Victus's Cell
Victus's day worsened tenfold with the appearance of the yordle. Of all the people to show up, Lulu was the least favorable. He wasn't exactly sure if this was the day he got out of jail or died. To top it all off, the yordle was drunk and Victus was starting to feel a hangover starting to form.
"Demonspawn, what in the nine hells are you doing here?" Victus growled.
Post by The Fae Sorceress on Dec 26, 2013 3:30:36 GMT -5
Lulu's eyes droop very slowly as she at least tries to talk to Victus.
whaaaat DO YOU mean? *yaaaawn* i DONT see no DEMONS he...no...demons.....zzzzzzzzz
Lulu starts to slouch over, obviously falling asleep.
You find us funny, do you not? A source of amusement. Is that not so? With our pretty clothes, and our convoluted circumlocutions and our little silliness of manner and behavior. And perhaps we are funny... But you must never imagine, that just because something is funny,it is not dangerous.
Post by The Secret Weapon on Dec 31, 2013 10:05:22 GMT -5
Zac put his face up to the bars and frowned at the guard before asking his question again, if they didn't give him a proper response this time he'd just have to get breakfast himself... but how? He wasn't quite sure yet.
"Hey you guys gone deaf or somethin? Can a guy get some breakfast in here, It's been hours since you guys locked me up and I'm getting hungry."
Post by Victus Brightblade on Jan 1, 2014 14:57:00 GMT -5
Zac's Cell
Two of the guards looked at each other and then sprinted off, fearful that the monster would attack them (or worse, escaped) if they did not provide. The rest stood still...trying to regain their composure (Thankful to have not wet their pants.).
"Please...be patient, um......Zac. They will be several minutes with your meal." One guard said....hoping his comrades were as sound minded as he thought.
Victus's Cell
"BY ALL THE LEVELS OF HELL! EITHER AID ME OR GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT! I AM IN NO MOOD FOR YOUR BULLSHIT!" Victus snapped, loudly slamming the bars with a fist angrily.
'He could be loosing me. I lose him and I lose everything! Vengeance! Justice! Blood for Blood! By my ancestors, I can not fail this.' Victus thought to himself, his rational mind loosing its hold on Victus's mind in favor of his rage.
Post by The Fae Sorceress on Jan 1, 2014 20:10:03 GMT -5
Lulu suddenly snaps awake and glares at Victus with a very annoyed look in her eye...and a wand pointed right at him
HEY!! I SAID THAT YOU'RE TOO *hic* LOUD!!! CUDDLY INCOMING!!!
The sorceress transforms Victus into a tiny squirrel and points at him almost accusingly
now squeeze THROUGH the bars so I *hic* can CHANGE you back and get *hic* YOU out of here! or do you WISH to *hic* stay here a little longer?
You find us funny, do you not? A source of amusement. Is that not so? With our pretty clothes, and our convoluted circumlocutions and our little silliness of manner and behavior. And perhaps we are funny... But you must never imagine, that just because something is funny,it is not dangerous.
Post by The Secret Weapon on Jan 13, 2014 2:17:02 GMT -5
Zac would give the guard a grin and follow up with crossing his arms at his chest, satisfied with the current situation. He figured it was about time someone got the nerve to actually talk to him like a person.
"Perfect." Were the only words that came from the biochemic creation.
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