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My Bar - Venom - 10-16-2006
*smirks*
well fools hardly see the deseption that ring held, yes he was a good man, but tis not that ring but the darkness inhimself, the failure to his family, that is what the ring fed apon oh foolish titan of old, you have what little knowledge of that relic you so call a "threat", for i have been afflicted by that very same ring!, he lied when he told you where he got it, he stole it from my keeping and that is why he was kicked out
*shows zero both hand*
the ring does not thrive on blood it thrives on the darkness shrouded by the light , it call " the ring trancending darkness" this ring was used by my people as a way to test our honor and worth as a warrior of the knights of Sedai (X3)
*chuckles*
by the way angered one i possess no prowis in magic,arcaic or even elementalism , it is a skill that can rend even death, my bloodline is nameless for fear of being tanted by darkness, a titan as your self may have seen my work long ago , as the one known as the leviathan knight Arkayus
i may have laid my blade to rest but be warned "oh titan" i am more than a match for the likes of you
*eyes begin to glow a bloodly red(like the blood elfs in wc3
)*Hratius meti hou sen!
* the damaged dealt by zerokool is fixed*
Scattered Petal is the maker of the ring she will remove it
*since zerokool is still walking away during this...*
canai sei zen ki!
* zerokool becomes chain to the earth as i appear infront of him*
one last thing ... KNOW YOUR PLACE
*the body of zerokool becomes heavyer*
you job here was given out of respect for you past deed and to ensure the safety of Pam, she is more important to you can imagine! you outburst almost killed her father!
*the weaight becomes almost unbearable*
let off some steam and then you return apologize again!
*i vansh to my old spot in the bar as the chain loosen there grip the weight becomes lighter till it disapears intirely*
*sighs and mumbles to self*
finding a good worker is ever so hard to find ...
ok then, anyone ready for a round on me!'
**( post are starting to grow lol)
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-17-2006
*standing there, breathing heavily, Zero slowly turns*
"I meant no offense, I mean noone harm. My deepest apolagies Pam, I could never hurt you or any one you hold dear. It's just that, since I was but a child people have badgered me into fighting because of my size and strength. I try to control the countless years of pain and pure rage that burn through me like a brush fire."
*face filled with sadness, he looks to the floor*
"For years I have been taunted, tortured, mocked. This soul has seen more trauma than is healthy. There is something about me that you should know however; I am cursed to live forever."
*reaching into his tunic, Zero brings out an amulet shaped like a starburst with a symbolic eye in the middle of it*
*the amulet is gold, the eye a lusterus biege; it glows warmly in the hand of its wearer*
"This is the Eye of God, an ancient and powerful artifact that has long been lost to man until just now, it cannot be removed unless I wilingly do so and then would bring me death. It was given to me by the Archmagi Darius in my hometown of Eryian. He said I possed such potentiol in the arcane art and that one day, that potential would be unleashed and change the world as I know it forever."
*looking at the amulet fondly, Zero tucks it back into his tunic*
"You see, it contains a spirit in it, a very wise, powerfull, noble spirit. This amulet contains the spirit of the once great magus Amaraz. When I am weak, he strengthens me. When I know not the answers to life questions, he guides me to them. When I am wounded, I heal. As I said, I am cursed to live forever. Be not judgemental Sir Venom, this thick head holds more knowlege than you know and think. Yes, I know you. I was there, and I saw what you did. While most hear the stories passed on generation after generation, I witnessed your malacious deeds, not through my eyes mind you, but through the eye I wear now. I was elsewhere and it was not in my power to stop you, but I know your secrets."
*Walks over and stands next to Venom and whispers quietly, for only him to hear*:
"Do not gloat over what happened that treacherous day. It is not a dead to be spoken of. You could not fight the power of the ring at first, is that it? I know what it feels to be tempted by power and darkness. I once wore the Devil's Armor, but that, is a story for another time. What is done is done. I hold no grudges, I ask only understanding of you. How would you feel if someone tried to control you? Would you not fight that control, especialy if you were raised and have lived without restriction?"
*stands up and resumes normal volume*
"Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. Yet by remembering, we plague ourselves daily. Can we not put aside our pridefull ways and be friends. As I said before, I will submit to noone by force, but through friendship, I can give you much and serve this place well."
*holds out an enormous hand in a gesture of friendship*
"What say you?"
My Bar - Lord Apocalypse - 10-17-2006
People calm down there is no need!
I'm sure Zero is just doing his job for which he should be rewarded not scorned, know that I hold no grudge for his actions.
as for the formalies, please drop them, the kingdom of which i was lord was destroyed long ago, so therefore my title bears no real meaning.
Good to see you again Pam.
As for removing my cowel Zero I shall do so bet you may need a drink
*Lord Apocalypse's hands move up to his cowl and slowly pull it down, his face, once so handsom bears no resemblence to his former self, the scars that cover every last inch of it, look sore and fresh and his nose is almost none exisistant from the amount of time's it has been broken*
This was done to me 2 years ago, when I met a man, as some of you know I had a demon called Sheridan residing in my body for many years when I met this man who was a worshiper of the demon, he drew it out of me, gave it it's true physical form and left me with it so it may couse the endless suffering that only demons can. I don't know how is all so hazy but I beat him.
Now if you may, can I return my cowl I'd not want to put the patrons off their ale
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-17-2006
"As you were Apocalypse. A question, of what kingdom were you Lord, and what is the name of the man that drew forth the demon Sheridan. We will talk over drink of your choosing. I am very interested in this man you spoke off."
*sits next to Apocalypse and lays a couple of silvers on the bar*
My Bar - Nex - 10-18-2006
*wakes up and realises that i had been asleep in the bar for a long time*
"has anyone found my kangeroo yet?"
My Bar - Venom - 10-18-2006
... your pet is dead, eaten by a demon
*cleans a glass*
so even after we fought so bravely to defend your kingdom from a previous threat it was still destroyed...
*looks to pam*
if your fathers kingdom was destroyed 2 years ago what kingdom did we save?
*sets out 3 ale's from zero,pam and apoc*
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-18-2006
*looks from Venom, to Pam, to Apocalypse*
"So it dawns on me. You, "
*gestures to Apocalypse*
" must be Pamela's father. Now, what two kingdoms are up for discussion pressently?"
My Bar - Venom - 10-18-2006
i guess u wernt here for that
*takes a seat and begins to tell the tale*
well it started when pam returned from a previous adventure , saw was asking for the aid of some patrons of her establishment to help her fight her evil brother , if i rember correctly
*continues the story till he reaches it's close( somewhere between maybe pgs 80-90 or 100-110)*
well there you have it zero
My Bar - Pamela - 10-18-2006
*Pamela walks in from the office and notices people at the Bar and hushed conversations*
*Flipps her braided hair over her shoulder to continue her work,but is listening intently*
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-18-2006
"I see, sort of."
*notices Pam watching him out of the corner of her eye*
"Pam, where have you been? It is not quite the same when you are not around."
*looks around, they are the only four in the bar*
"Come, have a drink with us, there are no other patrons. When the patrons are away, Pamela must play."
*smiles*
My Bar - Venom - 10-28-2006
better get back to work
*sees the bar nearly empty*
if there is any -.-
*looks to pam*
we realy need to get more people in here
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-28-2006
*wakes up*
*realizes that there are no other patrons in the bar*
"Well, this is good for business. Any coffee left?"
My Bar - Pamela - 10-29-2006
As for my history it is a shrouded mystery and Lord Apocalypse is a freind and ally.Shall I give you the history of Pamele?*Questions in a quiet soft voice*
Pamela is an Elf Princess...standing a mere 5 feet tall ....and yet having an elegant almost waif like appearance.Her raven colored hair flows freely down her back to below her waist...and is
interspersed with streaks of midnight blue.Pamela has an ethereal
grace and timeless manner...for she is over 2000 years old..immortal.
You notice first the eyes...when calm they appear to be almost black.
But in acts of conjuring...or anger...they flash over to a bright crimson....and then a dark red.
She wears a simple tunic of dark green ..with embroidered silk edges.
Bearing the emblem of her royalty.Her pants are the softest most supple leather,died dark brown,and her boots are finely fitting and well worn.She carries the *Sword Of The Ages*as well as owning many other fine blades gifted to her over the centuries.She wears the armor of the Queen Of The Elfs...and carries a long bow ..and enchanted arrows.
Pamela is a powerful Mage and has extensive knowledge of magic..She owns a variety of very powerful magic artifacts.
She also commands an army...and trains at a dojo to better her personal fighting skills.
Her manner is to take charge...and she is a relentless opponent when angered.Pamela is a loyal and fierce ally...never leaving her friends in doubt of her being there to protect or defend them!....She is still an enigma...as her past is long and tortured.....
Being an Elvish Princess...she is not easily swayed in matters of the heart....
Pamela chooses her own path...her destiny is in her own hands.......
To say that she is good at heart would be accurate ...as Pamela strives to follow her own sense of honor....and being an immortal and timeless creature...she has had many interesting adventures.....and many fierce battles!...Pamela Is the last of her kind...now she wanders the many lands...ever Questing....
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-29-2006
Let me take you into the mind of Zerokool with this descrition:
[SIZE="3"] Zerokool stands about 8' tall with a massive muscular and bone structure. His hair is a light brown, cropped in the style of a soilder. His eys gleam a mixture of hazel, green, and gold. When in a vengul mood (which rarely ever happens), his eyes turn bright green and his mouth twists uncontrolably into a very intimidating snarl. He has two slightly formed fangs that jut out from his top jaw when he smiles or snarls.
He weilds admiringly, the Sword of Angels, the very sword that cut through the Devil's Armor and rendered it powerless forever. It is a sword that can cut through anything and does not require sharpening, yet Zero constantly sharpens it out of sheer habit and discipline. His voice is a deep rumble yet he speeks softly, and when he speeks, people have a tendancy to cease their own talking to listen to what he has to say. He wears a black leather jerkin and a pair of soft suede boots that come to about his knees.
Along with the sword straped along his back, Zero carries an axe, a 12 bull whip, a chain whip, and a wide variety of throwing knives. Resting in his tunic glows the Eye of God, a timeless artifact that keeps him alive and heals all wounds, mortal or not. He is determined and justified and has an extensive knowledge of the arcane arts, which he uses frequently when necesary. He has no family left, and what little friends he has he watches over like a hawk. He would not suffer any of them to recieve harm. They call the the Gentle Giant, yet his enemies know him as the Mountain that Moves. Which are you, friend...or enemy?[/SIZE]
My Bar - Bartender - 10-29-2006
Bartender walks in and shoots zerokool.
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-29-2006
*bullet dissapears along with all of Bar's modern weapons*
*Zero smiles*
"Sorry, but we are in the middle ages now. I'm Zerokool, and I'll be your bouncer this evening."
*picks bartender up by the scrap of his collar and takes him outside, where he sets him down*
"Sorry youngster, this is a place for adults, not wannabe 11 year old hawt girls."
My Bar - Bartender - 10-29-2006
Zerokool only dreams that, in reality the bullet pierces his macho pecs and he falls to the ground.
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-29-2006
"Children have such imaginations."
*stands in front of door*
"Pam, what is the age limit?"
My Bar - Bartender - 10-29-2006
Hey, you're dead.
My Bar - Z3R0 - 10-29-2006
"Yeah?"
*looks down at his hands and body*
"I don't seem dead, oh, wait, that's because I'm an immortal."