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Colonial1.1 Purveyor of Obscurity from The Marvelous River City (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
Purveyor of Obscurity
#1351: Jan 8th 2012 at 5:17:35 PM

" The entity resembled a waterfowl, which walked and held itself as a man does. It's alias, from what I could discern, was Miser."

—The Darknut reported, ignoring the horned child's insults.—

"He could not know it. For it was not all a joke."
FallenAngelOfTheDark Just call me Fallen from Louisville, CO Since: Dec, 2011
Just call me Fallen
#1352: Jan 8th 2012 at 8:58:05 PM

Barry crossed his arms as the bird mentioned him.

"Just because I enjoy what I do... Not like I asked to be brought here..." He grumbled. He then turned to Spider-Man. "He hasn't explained much... Which is a real pain might I add!" Barry sighed. "Besides what little he explained to me, and the troll lady calling me fat, no one's said much. And yeah, I'd like to know why I'm here when clearly I wasn't supposed to be brought here! And why does everyone keep calling me fat? It's the armor, I'm telling you!"

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Chabal2 Since: Jan, 2010
#1353: Jan 8th 2012 at 10:08:20 PM

-The Heavy stares at the strangely-colored one.-

What is THAT? Is mutant experiment of Medic? What is wrong with your arm, ugly person?

desdendelle Hooded Crow from Land of Milk and Honey (Sergeant) Relationship Status: Hiding
Hooded Crow
#1354: Jan 9th 2012 at 1:25:40 AM

"Welcome to the asylum," Reaper told Vriksa. "I am called Reaper."
He paused, considering the troll's boast. "You don't seem very impressive, Vriska, and the duck - yes, I know that's ridiculous - we fought was way powerful than any three of us combined. Watch it."

On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.
GreyStar Wild Horse from Chaos Since: Dec, 2010
Wild Horse
#1355: Jan 9th 2012 at 1:38:29 AM

"..." Ranma simply nodded at the flaming apparition's words, as if he expected it a promise and not simply a statement. Evangeline will soon be freed of her golden shell, and though she may be a bit of insufferable, it certainly would assuage the martial artist's heart that she was alright.

Turning back to face the literal troll, Ranma frowned, her mouth quirking downwards rather suitably. "Hey. Pink doesn't mean weak." She huffed, before realizing she was arguing with what looked like a youkai. "Wait, why am I arguing with you? And why do you stretch your voice out so much?"

Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.
Flanker66 Dreams of Revenge from 30,000 feet and climbing Since: Nov, 2009 Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Dreams of Revenge
#1356: Jan 9th 2012 at 1:33:16 PM

Zero had been quite frankly grateful to be back in the frozen wasteland after his first mission, but his relief was dampened somewhat by the appearance of some rather unpleasant newcomers. Deciding to address the odd being - Vriska - he said, "You'd better get used to it. Nobody's going to survive if we're at each other's throats."

Leaving it at that, he walked over to one of the stumps and sat down, examining his weapons and body for any damage inflicted as a result of the last fight. Surprisingly, the damage he had sustained as a result of the faucet headed monster's attack had healed. Zero assumed it was the work of Zahav, so he quietly murmured "Thanks".

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GameGuruGG Vampire Hunter from Castlevania (Before Recorded History)
Vampire Hunter
#1357: Jan 9th 2012 at 3:35:42 PM

"I am not weak!" Shampoo yelled out at the troll, glaring at her. Even if she was an Oni, it didn't give her the right to insult both her and cats! That's like a double insult for Shampoo.

edited 9th Jan '12 3:36:17 PM by GameGuruGG

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SullenFrog (Elder Troper) Relationship Status: I wanna know about these strangers like me
#1358: Jan 9th 2012 at 4:31:39 PM

"That's what they all say, Barry" Spider-Man replied, crossing his arms over his chest as he did so. "I'm gonna take a wild guess and say, based on that big honking cleaver you're holding and the way Zahav introduced you just now, that you didn't get that nickname by chopping wood."

At the same time, Zahav listened intently as Exarchall relayed what he knew of the Miser; when he had finished, the crimson lights that served as the eyes of this avian apparition narrowed in what might have been contemplation, and for several moments the entity remained silent. When it next spoke, its tones were difficult to read, and indeed it almost seemed as though Zahav were thinking aloud rather than addressing the group of Sanctifiers.

So the Blight has already begun gathering Heralds to its side...troublesome, to put it mildly. Strange that such a powerful Tainted should escape my notice, unless...but no, such a notion is patently absurd and beyond the realm of possibility.

Zahav fixed its crimson gaze upon Exarchall once more, and its three voices rose in volume as it continued to speak, evidently addressing them all at this point. I believe I've an idea as to the identity of this 'Miser', my Sanctifiers, but I will require time to ascertain its veracity. In all likelihood, however, this being is a survivor from one of the realms already consumed by the Blight; doubtless the malign intellect which directs the Blight saw potential in this entity, and forced him into servitude by subjecting him to its vile taint.

As the gilt apparition spoke, faint tongues of golden flame began to lap at the petrified form of Evangeline; they simply began to burn of their own accord, appearing from thin air at the tips of her fingers and toes before spreading further up her limbs at a remarkably slow pace. In their wake, the gold covering her body began to crack and flake off, revealing normal skin and fabric underneath. At the present rate, it would most likely take several minutes before this process was complete and the vampiric mage was cured of her golden calcification.

The Torchic, unhappy at being ignored, scowled up at Ranma with its beady black eyes. The little orange bird then made its displeasure clear by administering a swift, sharp peck to the red-haired martial artist's right shin.

The Danse Macabre Codex
RainehDaze Nero Fangirl (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
Nero Fangirl
#1359: Jan 9th 2012 at 4:38:48 PM

There was certainly plenty of skin to reveal. Apart from the cloak Ranma had leant her, Evangeline was somewhat lacking in the clothing department. It probably would have helped if her attire had been picked for durability or comfort rather than style but such things were generally low on her list of priorities when going to meet someone. Her attire when it was certain that nobody else was going to show up would have made things even more awkward, though, so the bird had doubtless picked the best time.*

FallenAngelOfTheDark Just call me Fallen from Louisville, CO Since: Dec, 2011
Just call me Fallen
#1360: Jan 9th 2012 at 5:05:50 PM

"Do I look like a lumberjack to you? No? I thought not..." Barry had a certain tinge of annoyance to his voice. Why was it that he always ran into people who didn't know who he was? But then he brightened. "My story's pretty interesting... Would you like to hear? It's a pretty good yard... Most people know it back in my world, it's boring to tell it to them..." He managed to ignore the naked chick, waiting for a response from Spider-Man.

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Chabal2 Since: Jan, 2010
#1361: Jan 9th 2012 at 9:22:20 PM

What SICK MAN sends NAKED BABIES to fight?!

Colonial1.1 Purveyor of Obscurity from The Marvelous River City (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
Purveyor of Obscurity
#1362: Jan 10th 2012 at 6:25:31 PM

— Exarchall nodded gravely.—

" And when we encounter it again, will we attempt purification, or mercy?"

"He could not know it. For it was not all a joke."
GreyStar Wild Horse from Chaos Since: Dec, 2010
Wild Horse
#1363: Jan 10th 2012 at 10:21:41 PM

"..." The look on Ranma's face seemed to convey a sense of annoyance that only repeated situations could produce. Really, the girl was showing skin AGAIN. Well, she was a hypocrite because of the events that occurred to her too. Muttering, the girl threw her outer shirt at the vampire, about two sizes larger than the vampire.

Turning around, she attempted to find the Torchic to calm her down. Between the troll and Eva's apparent problem with keeping her clothes on, she needed something good.

Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.
GameGuruGG Vampire Hunter from Castlevania (Before Recorded History)
Vampire Hunter
#1364: Jan 10th 2012 at 10:51:19 PM

Shampoo looked over to Zahav, "Can we have new clothes?" Shampoo figured it would not hurt to ask and figured her own clothes may end up damaged eventually. She'd rather not lack clothing in this cold weather.

edited 10th Jan '12 10:55:38 PM by GameGuruGG

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kagescorpionakki Breath of the Sun from Long Ago Since: Apr, 2009 Relationship Status: Anime is my true love
Breath of the Sun
#1365: Jan 11th 2012 at 2:26:09 PM

Samus merely sighed at the antics going on around her, before lying on the ground, her head on her helmet. Not the most comfortable place to rest, but better than tree stumps, and hey, at least her suit kept her warm.

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Deadbeatloser22 from Disappeared by Space Magic (Great Old One) Relationship Status: Tsundere'ing
#1366: Jan 11th 2012 at 2:29:15 PM

Ven watched the slow restoration, before hurriedly turning away with a faint blush on his face and what looked like a small line of blood under his nose.

"Yup. That tasted purple."
SullenFrog (Elder Troper) Relationship Status: I wanna know about these strangers like me
#1367: Jan 11th 2012 at 7:11:45 PM

In such circumstances, to purify this Miser would be a mercy, Zahav explained, its three voices sombre. Tainted organisms of the Herald subclass are firmly lodged within the Blight's grasp; to turn from its embrace and act against its malicious whims is beyond them, now and forevermore. Destruction is the only release possible for such creatures; pity him, perhaps, but do not forget that this unfortunate soul is your enemy.

At the Heavy Weapons Guy's outburst, Zahav turned its unblinking red gaze towards him. Calm yourself, my Slavic friend; let go of your choler and allow your sanguine humours to rise unto the fore. She may seem young, but Evangeline MacDowell is no mere child; a vampire with several centuries of experience behind her, in the right circumstances she can be considered a mage of superlative skill.

A note of amusement crept into the entity's three voices then. But then you of all people should know that appearances are often deceptive, given your background. One would never think, just from looking at you or observing your behaviour, that such a lumbering and bellicose individual could ever hold a philosophical doctorate.

As the entity spoke, an astute observer might notice that Evangeline was not, in fact, naked; as those golden flames continued to spread across her body, gradually curing her of her petrification, they left clothing in their wake—clothes which resembled the girl's uniform of a school with which the diminutive vampire would be all too familiar. In fact, the only difference between this uniform and the one in circulation at Mahora would be that the school's badge had been replaced with the emblem of a rising phoenix; fittingly, this too was made of gold.

Your clothing is regenerated whenever you return to these Frozen Wastes, Shampoo of the Amazons, Zahav explained then, as are whatever arms and equipment you carry. That said, if you wish for more variety in your wardrobe it may be possible to accomodate you at a later date.


"Torchic!" the orange chick called, glaring—adorably, it must be said—up at Ranma from somewhere around her shins. Seeing that its previous efforts at getting the martial artist's attention had met with little success, it opted to try again—and so, it began to peck furiously at her shins like a woodpecker taking to a tree.

"I think you mean 'yarn'," Spider-Man replied, fairly certain that he would not like where this was going. "And that's hardly surprising, given that we all come from different worlds and realities; I'm not gonna lie, in my world the only people who haven't heard of me have either been living under rocks for the last decade or just don't live on Earth."

The Danse Macabre Codex
GreyStar Wild Horse from Chaos Since: Dec, 2010
Wild Horse
#1368: Jan 11th 2012 at 7:23:20 PM

"Ow!" Ranma winced, the bird unexpectedly hurting the martial artist somehow. Glancing down at the irate chick, the girl gave a small chuckle after wiping the wince off her face. Stooping down, she attempted to calm the thing down by petting its top feathers. "Missed me, have we?" Genuine happiness flowed into her face as she enjoyed the moment of peace. Made even better that clothes could also regenerate, so nudity problems shall be solved.

Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.
FallenAngelOfTheDark Just call me Fallen from Louisville, CO Since: Dec, 2011
Just call me Fallen
#1369: Jan 11th 2012 at 7:34:10 PM

"Hey, just listen okay?" Barry hadn't even realized he had been using the wrong word... Oh, well. "It all started with a man named Barry.

Once upon a time, in a place called Central, there was butcher named Barry who loved his work. His favorite part was cutting up the meat into little tiny pieces. But one day, Barry found that cutting up beef and pork wasn't enough anymore. So he took to the streets, and began cutting up people instead. Night after night. In time of course, Barry was caught. But not before 23 people fell prey to him and his knife. Naturally, after terrorizing Central for so long, Barry was sent to the gallows for his crimes, and the world was happily rid of yet another evil man..." A feeling around him felt like an evil, insane smile. "At least, that's what everyone out there believes."

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RainehDaze Nero Fangirl (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
Nero Fangirl
#1370: Jan 11th 2012 at 11:54:55 PM

"How long was I frozen for?" the blonde asked, stretching her neck and arms to get any kinks out. Being turned to gold was much more annoying than being encased in ice, you couldn't even see anything. Not that it mattered much, the fact that everyone was relatively unchanged suggested that no noticeable amount of time had passed.

It was nice of the bird to give her new clothing, however, even if it was a variation on that infernal school uniform. Since this rendered Ranma's gifts moot, the shirt and cloak were tossed back to their original owner.

MystyGlyttyr Bitch pills from Ship's Harbor Since: Oct, 2010 Relationship Status: Crazy Cat Lady
Bitch pills
#1371: Jan 13th 2012 at 9:42:14 AM

Adrian shrugged a bit. "Isn't time a little bit...kind of not working right for us right now? I mean, this place looks exactly the same no matter how long we're gone, so there's like no sense of time passing here, and who knows how long we've actually spent you know, passing between dimensions. We could have passed about twenty light years just walking dimensions. The Earth I left probably exploded already. But at least it took Black Mesa with it."

Easing back into life one step at a time
Colonial1.1 Purveyor of Obscurity from The Marvelous River City (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
Purveyor of Obscurity
#1372: Jan 13th 2012 at 1:26:31 PM

— The Cliff Lord bowed his head, as solemnly as before. —

"Understood."

— Slowly, Exarchall made an about-face, helmet swiveling, his invisible disapproving gaze on each of the others in turn. —

"He could not know it. For it was not all a joke."
Fusionman Since: Nov, 2009
#1373: Jan 15th 2012 at 2:32:40 PM

Malachite actually chuckles. "You know I like the madman's thought processes for once. Who knows how this business handles time in our own universes."

Chabal2 Since: Jan, 2010
#1374: Jan 15th 2012 at 2:37:46 PM

So we kill Blights. Is not problem.

I wonder what else is in store for us. Pig men, walking corpses and talking, demonic ducks is a rather tall order to follow up on.

Nothing Sascha cannot handle.

edited 15th Jan '12 3:01:47 PM by Chabal2

GreyStar Wild Horse from Chaos Since: Dec, 2010
Wild Horse
#1375: Jan 15th 2012 at 2:55:16 PM

"You weren't frozen long." Ranma responded back to Eva as she caught her clothing and enwrapped herself within the slightly thick cloth, rebuttoning the tunic so that her frame was once more covered by the gi. "And as for the Blight... what must we do to become stronger? If there are plenty more of the Heralds, and even higher above them... We need to be able to match their strength." The girl continued stroking the Torchic, though her expression turned a dint more serious and hard as she remembered the Miser.

Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.

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