Curse

Goats17 · Feb 06, 2006, 09:37 PM // 21:37

no, Stormy is just having trouble writing it. thats how we got to Cat-Boy up there.

ownage of teh elite · Feb 08, 2006, 07:19 AM // 07:19

Well,

Cat-Boy ain't got nothing on this hawn. boy.

And seriously...to be drooling over an animated skinny dude that stars on an over-dramatic ninja wannabe movie...

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Ninja Gaiden owns Naruto.

Symeon · Feb 08, 2006, 07:36 AM // 07:36

Ehem!

*cough cough*

*looks at clock*

tick tock tick tock...

Wait, where's Stormy?

Storm Crow · Feb 08, 2006, 11:34 PM // 23:34

so now you make it personal?!

Still, he can crush a rock with his bare hands, and I still havent seen YOU do that. so HA.

longboringname · Feb 09, 2006, 02:23 AM // 02:23

aw man, when i saw the new post i thought it was more of the story. good job, you got my hopes up and then you bring them waaaay down.

Storm Crow · Feb 09, 2006, 04:09 AM // 04:09

so very very sorry, I havent had much time to work on this between schoolwork and my other things ( I am currently involved in two other series and I have to finish a 6-page-long story for my elective ) so, I'll get it out as soon as I can!

longboringname · Feb 09, 2006, 10:41 PM // 22:41

too busy drooling over that fake, made up, shrimp from a ninja wanabe TV series, whos parents were a pensil and paper, and can only break stuff because its all fake stuff that the creaters made so people would watch their (like ownage said) over-dramatic anime.

ownage of teh elite · Feb 10, 2006, 04:39 AM // 04:39

^ Hehehehehe.

Well Stormy, I don't star in any dramatic anime series, so I can't do no rock breaking.

But if I did, I would star as Sesshomauru in Inuyasha.

Or maybe Vicious in Cowboy Bebop.

I always liked bad guy plots.

Well continue with the story soon when you can.

Much love,
Vantie

Symeon · Feb 10, 2006, 03:56 PM // 15:56

Quote:

Originally Posted by ownage of teh elite

Well continue with the story soon when you can.

Yes indeed, I say this to Stormy to. Looking forward to seeing you around more again once you're less busy Storm! Maybe even, we can get going with a new RP or something...I know you and ownage haven't really done RPing in a while...and there are a good amount of people here that could get involved in a really good RP like the 30-page long one you guys did...

Hope you're not too exhausted,
Symeon
^^

Storm Crow · Feb 10, 2006, 11:01 PM // 23:01

I could post the progress of my other series on here, if that's of no trouble to the mods, and if you'd like to see them. They will also be on Quizilla, under the screenname ChainedAngel.

Current Titles:

My Forgotten Love (A Sasuke Story)

My Heart's Apocalypse (A Naruto Fanfic, me and my friend Seishi)

Purple Feathers (For my elective)

longboringname · Feb 10, 2006, 11:05 PM // 23:05

*sticks pointer finger in mouth wide open* "Blaaaaahhhhh!"

Storm Crow · Feb 24, 2006, 09:37 PM // 21:37

Yay! More story ideas! (GW based this time!)

Smouldering Beauty ~ A Tale of an Elementalist Girl (Alicia)

Rivers of Blood ~ A Warrior's Struggle for Survival (Garria)

Illusion of Power ~ A Mesmer's Account of Hardship (Varda)

Not Always Blessed ~ How A Monk Got Her Power (Cariva)

Death and Destruction ~ A Necromancer Finds Her Strength (Daishi)

Mistress Wolves ~ The Story of a Ranger (Wereva)

Hindered Soul ~ A Ritualist's Quest for Self-Discovery (Bennah)

Strike of Darkness ~ An Assassin's Journey to Realization (Revvarah)

Storm Crow · Feb 25, 2006, 06:01 AM // 06:01

Part Six - Defending the Wall

Kay looked out across the feild where the warriors werre warding off another wave of Charr. She quickly pulled two arrows from her quiver and fired them simultaneously into the neck of one of the things. The beast howled in pain and fell to its knees, bleeding severely.

Dirk ran from his previous kill and put the furry mass of armor out of its misery, twisting his blade in one fluid motion. He had been killing since sunrise, wanting to keep his family safe. His precious little energy receeding more with every swing of his sword, he needed to rest. He weaved between the bodies of felled Charr, going back to the Great Wall and sending another man in his place.

Kay watched him go, and, placing her quiver and bow on the floor of her perch, decended into the main hold of the Wall. Night shift Rangers were resting, taking comfort in their various pets. Warriors practiced on the wooden targets along one wall. Fresh-from-the-acedemy Elementalists memorized their incantations. Monks built up their energy for the healing spree that would follow the coming-in of the first shift. Necromancers were nowhere to be seen, as usual, and Mesmers were missing also.

Dirk collapsed in heap on the earthen ground, breathing heavily. He pulled off his chainmail helm that he had traded a collector for a while before. He was covered in minor scrapes, bruises, and cuts, and his joints ached badly. Kay found him not long after, Munne followed her. She dropped to her knees by his side, using her Monk abilities and conjuring up a small healing breeze. Munne drew a stone knife from somewhere within her armor. She gently pressed the blade into her cheek, slitting the skin. She let the some of the blood drip to her hand, which she placed over Dirk's chest, uttering soft arcane words. The blood sunk through his armor and flesh, infusing him with energy.

"Thank you," he said simply, sitting up and removing his gloves.

"You're sure you're fine?" Kay asked, worried.

"Yes, Kay. You need to calm down." He sighed.

Their days at the Wall continued, and nothing much out of the ordinary happened. They recieved little tidbits of information and rumors every once and again about life beyond the Wall, but never recieved any word from either of their daughters or their son.

Storm Crow · Feb 28, 2006, 11:14 PM // 23:14

Part Seven - Goodbye, Big Brother

It would be another two years before Duney was heard from again. She had lived with Kerk, who had taught her a bit of his Ranger abilities over the months she stayed.

She helped him with various things, including the keeping of the house, and visits, although few and far between, to Alicia in the academy.

Once she visited, and took a package with her. It consisted of a wooden box, hinged on one side, with holes in the top, a bit of scrapped parchment, which there was little of in the house, and a few bits and peices of warm material, collected over the previous few weeks.

She got to the academy, and was almost immediately lost. All the students, the hallways, rooms, courtyards - it was absolutely a maze! Fortunately, she ran into an Elementalist student, just getting out of a class, who gave her directions to Alicia's dormitory.

Upon her arrival, she set the box down on a small table, cluttered with a few bits and peices of parchment, strewn with incantations, a small vial of ink, nearly empty, and a few other things for her class, including her Third Eye, which she had forgotten - again.

The room was fairly small, and furniture consisted of a lightly padded chair, laden with spellbooks, an oversized bed, unmade, and a small set of chairs around a circular wooden table. A shelf hung on one wall, serving as a makeshift closet.

She began her search for something soft and warm. First, she checked the chair, shoveling off books with titles such as The Beginner's Guide to Elemental Magic, Pyromantic Arts: The Power of the Flame, and suchlike. She had no luck, but just as she had flung herself into the chair, Alicia walked in, sweating slightly.

"Duney! What did you do with my books?! Put them back!" she cried, nearly throwing her wand to the floor.

"Calm down, calm down. I will, just give me something soft and warm as payment." Duney smirked, standing from the chair.

"Soft and warm? Why?" Alicia asked, puzzled.

"Just find me something and I'll put your books back. Oh, and, by the way, you left your Eye here again."

"I noticed. Now put my books back, please."

Alicia went digging through her makeshift closet while Duney put the books back on the chair. Just as she finished, Alicia threw her a Hydromancer's skirt, and gave her the one clean sheet off her bed.

"Thank you." Duney said, taking the thigs from her sister

"What exactly is this for?"

"Your present from Kerk and me."

"Oh, well, in that case,"

Duney took the sheet and folded it into forths, tucking the skirt between the top and second layers. She then formed it into a nest-like structure, indented in the middle with higher sides.She then took the box from the table and placed it on the bed with the nest, taking a small, brown object from the depths of the box, and placing it in its new home.

"Here!" Duney said, giving the bundle to Alicia. "Be careful with it."

"Well...what is it?" she asked, looking at the little brown mass of fur.

"It's your new Stalker. I know you've been studying that as your secondary, and Rayne had a litter about two months ago."

"Wow...I'm...speechless. Thank you."

"Happy belated birthday?" Duney asked, snickering a bit.

"Sure, that'll do."

When she returned home, Duney found no trace of her brother. She looked for him for a while, but then found a hastily written note on one of the homemade wooden counters. It read:

Duney,

What we have been hearing lately is true. The Charr have broken through the wall, and I must go. Please, take care of yourself. The rest of the kittens are gone, and Rayne is with me, so you needn't worry about them. Again, take care of yourself.

Kerk

She couldn't believe her brother was gone, and she was left alone for the second time.

Storm Crow · Mar 02, 2006, 03:47 AM // 03:47

for any of my 'fans' who care, yes I have updated and WANT FEEDBACK PLEASE!!!

Saox · Mar 07, 2006, 05:41 AM // 05:41

Well...I haven't been around for awhile, but seeing as you want some feedback...here's mine. It may seem crude, but it's my opinion, and nothing more.

In tehe begining, the story was mildly enjoyable. then you began to fill this thread with spam, which was annoying. Regardless of what you or your fans say, talking about some anime guy is...in fact..spam :\

anyhow, I tried reading the newer chapters, but they lack anything of interest, and that's the truth. I read part six, but it was hard, because it was boring. I haven't read the following ones, and I'm sure they may make it better, but I most likely won't read them.

So, some may have been annoyed with the random anime kid (I was one) and some may just find it boring now. Or, a lot of your readers just haven't been on is all. My two cents. I'm tired, so yes, I left my message in a very bland light.