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Post by LokHart on Aug 25, 2008 20:59:21 GMT -5
The Village Ylonen, a peaceful place where many find serenity and happiness, except for the few locals that seem to disappear every so often. But today is a day that many will remember for decades to come, today is the day where the world almost became destroyed and shrouded in darkness, for on the edge of the village stands LokHart, a mysterious yet pyschotic man who is on a mission. His mission has led him to this village, and in this village, is where the fate of the world will be decided, for if no heroes step up to take this challange, all of the world will be plunged into an enterity of misery and torture... so fellow readers, i invite you to join this roleplay and give it everything you have.. for this is not going to be easy for anyone.. No.. this is the hour of reckoning.. many will die, few will live, but in the end, it will either be good that strives and wins.. or darkness that envelops everything..
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Post by LokHart on Aug 25, 2008 21:24:34 GMT -5
LokHart watched from afar, the village of Ylonen and its inhabitants. "What foolish weaklings.." He thought to himself, "Can what i seek truely be HERE?"
..........Yes........
the sword replied in his mind. LokHart jumped from atop the cliff he was resting and bounded towards the village, moving at an unearthly speed. As he neared the village, the locals noticed his approach and many gathered to see who or what was moving towards them quickly. LokHart smiled, "A welcoming committee.. i suppose i should say hello.." As LokHart neared, he withdrew his sword and sped up faster. Some of the locals saw this and began to run in the other direction, most couldn't move out of fear and curiousity of what he was and what he was going to do. Before any of them knew it, LokHart was suddenly in the middle of the group. They all slowly turned to face him but before they could think of anything next, LokHart went into a mad frenzy of laughter and sword swipes. It took him all of ten seconds to turn fifteen locals into various slabs of meat. LokHart then sheathed his sword and began to walk slowly into town, he could still see locals trying to get away, they were about 200 yards when LokHart raised both hands in front of him and began chanting, Suddenly a burst of red and black fire with lightening encircling it launched forth towards the runners. It demolished people and buildings that wre caught in its path but eventually it reached its targets, stripping them atom by atom, an untimely demise. LokHart laughed a maniacal laugh as he strolled through the village. People either tried to run or confront him but none made it very far, they had never encountered something like LokHart and had no idea how to even face him. He smiled evilly at the carnage and destruction that he was causing. "This is only the beginning.." He yelled to all within ear shot. As he walked past a caved in house, a man ran out and plunged a dagger, deep into LokHarts heart. LokHart stared and smiled at the man who was even more afraid now than he had been only moments before. The man released the dagger and attempted to run but LokHart quickly reached out and grabbed the man by the hair. He turned the man around to face him as the dagger still lodged in his heart began to melt and drip away. "That wasn't a very wise choice sir... Now tell me.. Where do you and your pitiful villagers keep your most precious of things??" The man rasied a shaky arm to point at a building near the back of the village, it appeared to be a heavily defensed building. LokHart gazed at the building for a moment before returning his eyes to the man he had captured. "Why your generosity has been greatly appreciated, just for telling me, i'm going to let you live." LokHart released his grip on the man and started to walk away. The man sat huddled in a heap on the ground not believing if this was true or not. LokHart got ten feet away before turning around to face the man again once more. "Oohh.. i forgot to mention, I may have let you live, but i don't know if my pet will have the same thoughts.." Suddenly a ghastly and hidious form burst forth from the ground and grabbed the man in his huge jaws, crushing the very life from him before tearing him limb from limb. LokHart let loose his murderous laughter once again at the uncanny sight. "Oh how i love how people are stupid.. Now.. My hell hound, go and get rid of any other "Pests" that might disturb my work." The hell hound then sped off to look for more snacks to nibble on as LokHart continued his approach to the fortified building.
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Post by Nikki on Aug 28, 2008 1:44:24 GMT -5
A shot was fired, aimed at the ground directly in front of LokHart. The bullet emitted a infrared light once it came into contact with the ground. Nikki's mocking laugh could be heard, but it wasn't coming from any specific direction. The laugh, it was everywhere. "It's been some time, hasn't it LokHart?" He chuckled. "You just keep coming around, don'tcha? I have to say, the first few times was fun, however, I happen to like this place. I really disapprove of the new look this village has. It's so dark and depressing. Funny, considering it's coming from a creature like myself, but the fact remains. Get out of this village. You're not welcome near me this time."
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Post by LokHart on Sept 3, 2008 0:42:12 GMT -5
LokHart Laughed his manical laugh, "Nikki... my dear friend.. i'm sorry but this time i can't listen to you.. I'm so very close now.. Untold power is within my reach.. and this is no way to talk to me.. i REAL vampire would do it face to face.. Let me get rid of some of this extra scenery.." LokHart then raised his left hand and as he did, Fire erupted in the forest around him, The flames growing as LokHart raised his hand higher and higher. And then, quickly as the fire had started, it died. "You have no idea what power awaits me Nikki.. i can share it with you, You only need to join my cause and we shall bring torment and destruction to all who oppose!.. Think my offer over Nikki, i rarely make them.."
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Post by Nikki on Sept 13, 2008 14:36:58 GMT -5
Nikki grinned, chuckling quietly. "You're right, a real vampire would, wouldn't one?" The fire engulfed Nikki as he began to laugh, the fire began to glow a bright blue around him. A ball of blue fire bolted to the ground, spreading, a shadowy image within. Red eyes glowed from within. Though he couldn't be seen, there was a wicked grin on his face. "A real vampire would be in agony right now as well." He was crouched, looking up slightly. "I've had enough of all that. Too many lifetimes I spent, murdering, pillaging... I have all the power I need with my own body. Many centuries of power built into my body. These days, I don't need to torture or kill." He shook his head as the flames died. "Except when I need to." The glow of his eyes died with the death of the fire.
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Post by LokHart on Sept 13, 2008 19:15:47 GMT -5
"Well.... he finally makes his chosen appearance.. Listen Nikki.. Killing is something that never gets old, its always joyful and exciting. The heat of a good battle really stirs my blood.. but it hasn't been fully stirred in awhile.." LokHart Turned and faced Nikki, His sick smile revealing how sadistic and loathsome he had become over the many centuries. "I see you still have a soft spot for people.. when they would just as surely stake and burn you for being a night child.. People sicken me.. And you would understand full well why i slaughter all, If you only knew of my long and complicated history, which has brought me to this point in time. I didn't always use to be this way you know? i use to be the mirror image of what i am today, But certain things have a habit to turn dark.." LokHart looked off for a moment, off in the distance, thinking back to those early days, during his "First" lifetime. He thought back to his parents death and how he had been just as close to their fate, then he remembered his many rough years growing up, stealing to survive. Then he thought back to the memory he always did, The memory of the deal that had changed his life forever.. No one had seen his decision coming, He himself didn't believe it sometimes.. That day was the start of LokHart and the end of... The end of... He couldn't remember anymore... It had been so long, and so many other memories clouded his mind, The memories of his Victims.. It was all the swords fault.. The Sword was a grand tool that gave him his many abilities and tricks.. but it took a heavy toll on the user.. It rendered him with no mind and a permanent case of paranoid hysteria. He had finally lost all of his other half, He was now LokHart... One hundred percent.. He turned his attention back to Nikki, "It will be decided here and now Nikki... The fate of this earth rests in mine or your hands.. If you stop me in my quest this day, the earth will have another sunny day to bask in.. If i win however... The sun would not rise the next day or ever again.. this world and all its inhabitants would feel my cold deadly fury as it has been dealt to me over the many centuries..." LokHart unsheathed his sword and rested it upon his shoulder, A stern look of seriousness was planted across his face.
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