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Post by Argoth/Maximus on Jun 8, 2011 13:35:17 GMT -6
Argoth grinned viciously, "Checkmate," he murmered. The Father was incredibly fast for his age, but unfortunatly, Argoth was faster. The kunai swept past his neck as he dodged the side. He moved in and drove his knee into The Father's gut; flipping him over it and onto his back. As The Father lay there, Argoth stood over him, staring, waiting for the final moments of life to drain from his face.
The kunai stopped just short of Valdor's chest; he let it go with his mind and it fell to the ground. A hot frustration boiled up inside him, "Enough," ice practically permeated in the air as he spoke the words. Valdor looked up at Aeon and extended his arm out toward him. He closed his hand into a fist and stopped Aeons body where he stood.
(Sorry that I god modded your character a bit Eldrin, he was dying anyway I was thinkin, if I need to change anything just tell me.)
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Eldrin/Vai
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 8, 2011 14:22:03 GMT -6
(It's fine. Actually it works out perfectly.)
The Father slammed into the ground, all the air leaving his lungs. The Timepiece clattered out of his sleeve, sliding into Argoth's boot. He reached desperately for it, his strength was fading. The golden pocketwatch lay just out of his reach, he wrapped the chain around his fingers. As life faded from him, his thoughts drifted back to Aeon. He knew Aeon better than this. He was quite intelligent, more intelligent than to get too caught up in battle and forget about his master. Had he deliberately allowed The Father to be killed? His grip on the golden chain of the Timepiece loosened. He sucked in a deep breath, his last. Finally his eyes widened, staring into Argoth's face, then glazed over.
Aeon didn't bother fighting, he knew it was useless. Even if he altered time now it wouldn't release him from the telekinetic prison. "These people... they are different from my past opponents."
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Post by Argoth/Maximus on Jun 8, 2011 17:47:03 GMT -6
Argoth gazed at the golden pocket watch for a long time before kneeling down to pick it up. "Hm, what's th-" as he was speaking he remembered somethning. Argoth remembered seeing the old man carry this when he was bossing Aeon around. A thought struck him, Could this be.. He looked up at Aeon, who was now trapped in Valdor's telekinetic grip. "Wait, Valdor. Let me try this instead." Valdor looked back at Argoth, "Fine," and Valdor let go of Aeon. "Aeon, stop trying to kill us." Argoth said, hoping that what he thought would work.
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Mike/Garen
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Post by Mike/Garen on Jun 8, 2011 19:33:13 GMT -6
"Don't forget to wave your hand in a gentle motion." Garen joked. He laughed for a mere second before doubling over in pain. Laughter turned to agonizing struggle to speak. "Ouch. Dammit! Ah, I think something is broken in my back." Garen said clutching his lower back.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 8, 2011 22:35:04 GMT -6
At first Aeon moved to attack Valdor, raising his spear in offense. But then suddenly he stopped, staring at Argoth's hand.
The Timepiece once again began to shine with the same gold light. The chain of the watch slowly began to wrap around Argoth's arm, the ethereal light followed the chain, consuming it. The gold energy shaped itself into the form of a snake, coiling around Argoth's arm. When the golden snake finally reached Argoth's shoulder it lunged, sinking its fangs into his neck. Smoke began to rise from the places where the snake was touching Argoth's arm. Then, all at once, the snake and light were gone, and the chain fell off of his arm. But left in it's place, clearly visible through his ripped sleeve, a tattoo the same as the one on Aeon's face spiraled around Argoth's arm, all the way to his shoulder.
Aeon threw his spear to the ground and dropped to one knee, bowing his head respectfully at Argoth. "As you command, Father."
(The tattoo is only temporary, it will fade as soon as someone else takes the Timepiece.)
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 9, 2011 20:31:50 GMT -6
Azrael kicked off the side of the nearest building, flipped in the air and landed smoothly next to Argoth. "Did tall, dark and ugly just call you Father?!" Azrael spat out. His hand still gripped the hilt of his blade as he stared down his former foe, Aeon.
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Mike/Garen
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Post by Mike/Garen on Jun 10, 2011 16:55:57 GMT -6
"Aww, that's cute. He think you're his daddy." Garen joked throught the pain. "Ok what the hell's going on?" Garen asked in a sudden serious manner.
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Post by Argoth/Maximus on Jun 10, 2011 17:13:29 GMT -6
Argoth eyed his tattoo up and down, "Hm, nice." he said. He looked down at Aeon, who was bowing to him. Argoth walked up to Aeon, "Get up kid, you don't have to bow to me. And you don't have to call me Father," he brought Aeon to his feet so he could look get a good look at him. Argoth sighed, "Alright kid listen, I don't like the fact that whoever has this thing gets to boss you around. So if you want it, you can take it, be the master of your own destiny."
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 10, 2011 23:40:05 GMT -6
Aeon stared at Argoth with an expression of pure bewilderment. Never before had a Father said such things. "If you wish me to take the Timepiece I will take it. But if I do, time will stop for me... I will stand here frozen in time until someone removes it from my hand." He explained, looking at the gold watch in Argoth's hand. "My destiny is to be enslaved to the Timepiece. I am merely a tool, a weapon. I am sorry, Father."
Eldrin wanted to make some sarcastic comment, but he was prevented by another round of bloody coughs. When he finally recovered, he tried to look at the others, but his vision was blurred. "W-well, now that everyth-thing's fine... I'll j-just... t-take a... take a l-little... n-nap..." He mumbled, his voice steadily fading. Then he collapsed onto the street, unconscious.
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Post by Argoth/Maximus on Jun 11, 2011 8:09:22 GMT -6
Argoth frowned at Aeon's words, "Alright, then I guess I'll just hang onto it for a bit. But I refuse to control you. You are free Aeon, do with your life as you please." He said, shoving the timepiece in his pocket.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 11, 2011 8:53:35 GMT -6
Azrael looked at the figure named Aeon. "He is bound to this device...I wonder what his story is...would his soul let me uncover secrets?"Azrael shut his eyes and reached out towards Aeon's soul, in hopes that it would communicate with him.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 11, 2011 11:55:06 GMT -6
Aeon nodded at Argoth. "It will not be long before someone else steals the Timepiece from you. But until then I will protect you with my life." He said collecting both halves of his spear and connecting them.
Suddenly he stopped, his eyes wide. He turned to look at Azrael, then closed his own eyes, accepting Azrael's attempt to reach his soul.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 11, 2011 17:51:42 GMT -6
"Why are you connected to this device, Aeon...what sins have you commited...or what sins have others commited that you play the part of an innocent caught in the crosshairs...?"Azrael asked. The gap between the living and the dead is nothing...but blackness. No wind...no trees...no sun. Just black...only when one trained in the arts of the Desert Monks and can communicate with the dead...can visit this plane...they give off a colorful aura...matching their heritage...their desires...they show the true nature of their souls. For Azrael...his is brown. For his mixture of Shiekah and Hylain blood...and for his upbringing in the desert.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 12, 2011 0:39:57 GMT -6
Aeon stared at the pure golden aura emanating off of him. It was the first time he had ever been to this realm, and it was completely unfamiliar to him. Azrael's words roused his attention. He thought about the question for a while before answering. "I have been enslaved to the Timepiece since I was too young to commit sins. But I can't say that the sins of any other bound me to it. I was created long ago by a man whom I knew only as Father. That man raised me, taught me that my destiny was entwined with that pocket watch. He trained me to manipulate time using the energy he imbued in my body.
When he died, the Timepiece changed hands more times than I could count, than I cared to count. Even if you cared to try, you could not find all the souls slain in the name of this device. Some of the 'Fathers' saw fit to freeze me in time for long periods of time... As a result, even though I was created by the Father thousands of years ago, I have only lived for twenty-three."
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Mike/Garen
Hylian
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Post by Mike/Garen on Jun 12, 2011 21:19:47 GMT -6
"Ok, umm... If it's cool with you guys, I'm going to you know find a doctor or healer. It's not good for the body to have a broken back." Garen proclaimed and then proceeded to limp off to the doctor to tend to his injuries.
[Exit Garen]
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