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Jul 2, 2004 22:24:22 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:24:22 GMT -5
Okay, this is an rp I've been doing lately with someone whom is referred to as "DJ." She's really cool and this has been oodles of fun, so I thought I would put it up here for the rest of you to enjoy! So far we've done 3 parts, and it's currently 23 pages long. Right now it doesn't have a name...so I just titled it "IM rp" as you can see. It's just Rayan and her character, Morroc. The only other character in this story so far is Matt, who made a special guest appearance. Whoo Matt! Well this isn't really set in any specific world, except that it's fantasy-ish, so I decided we could say it takes place in Fyia. I'll comment on stuff occasionally, and of course anybody else can too. If you like what u see here, why not try to join in with us? It's tons of fun and is more 'spur of the moment' than forum based rps. Of course I'm not ABANDONING forum rps at all...just postponing working on actual Fyia thread right now. I'm a sinner, okay? Anyways, here it is. Enjoy!
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Jul 2, 2004 22:26:53 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:26:53 GMT -5
[Part I]
Walking in an old abandoned castle was a girl with mid-length blue hair and elf ears, her green eyes seemed dim as she explored the castle. She looked about sixteen years old, she had a white tunic with a white long sleeved shirt underneath with a purple cape-like cloak with a black jewel hanging off a string around her neck.
Rayan was walking outside the abandoned castle in order to meet up with a client whom he was supposed to supply with the latest order of weaponry. He had blue hair, bright green eyes which reflected the light of the sun. Seeing no one, he looked up at the sky. It was cloudy and bright. The wind brushed through his hair as he sat silently by himself on a stone hedge.
The girl remained asleep, her skin was pale and sort of cold, she seemed to have a few cuts and bruises as well.
Rayan was tired of waiting; he always got impatient regarding business. Deciding that he had had enough, Rayan looked towards the castle. It seemed mysterious and interesting enough, and he didn't have anything else to do. He walked up casually and knocked. There was no reply. He knocked again, louder. Still no response. Eventually, Rayan shrugged and simply opened the door. His eyes glanced about reverently; there were magnificent paintings decorating the walls, brightly colored carpets, and long corridors. However, it was old- mostly decayed. Rayan noted a staircase in front of him. He walked over, and leaned back. Looking up, he saw just how high the stairs went. "Man..." he said to himself, "I wonder if anyone owns this place? It's nice...but somebody should take better care of it. Unless, of course, no one lives here..."
The place looked old as if it was going to fall apart any time now, although the girl couldn't hear from all the way in the banquet hall. Hearing the large door creak open, the girl awoke and quickly stood to her feet.
Rayan walked up the creaky old staircase, and found a door at the top of the stairs. He put his hand to the knob, and slowly began to turn it. When he opened it, he was shocked at what he saw inside. It was a beautiful young girl; she had blue hair, white clothes, and dazzling eyes. Rayan blinked when he saw her. When he opened his eyes again, she was gone.
The girl was quickly behind on the other side of the pillar, keeping from the sight of the new man. "What the..." he whispered to himself. "Where'd...she...go?"
She looked around the pillar and saw the man still there. "He's still here..." She said to herself panicky.
He peered about, carefully observing his surroundings. Rayan did not see the girl anywhere. He continued looking about, closely, for any sign of her, but he found none. "Man...Chicks these days..." he muttered. "Once you see one, they get up and disappear on you..." At last, he shrugged and decided that his search was in vain. "Ah well...maybe she wasn't even real...just a vision. Although...most visions I have don't look THAT good," he said to himself jokingly.
The girl took a deep breath and suddenly showed herself, walking out of the pillar area. "State your business!" She said, one of her hands on her hip. She stared at him, the hand on her hip gripping something, but it couldn't be seen.
Rayan stepped back, surprised, but then regained his composure. Rayan put his hands up graciously, and sweatdropping, said, "Woah, there...take it easy. I'm not here to hurt you or anything...just looking around, that's all."
She looked at him. "I SAID state your business!" She growled and put her hand down and walked over.
Rayan sweatdropped again. Apparently this girl was the more feisty type...the type that would break your heart...or maybe your arms. "I'm just a weapon salesperson who was supposed to meet someone on official business outside this castle here... I've never been here before, and I just got tired of waiting, so I decided to look around." Rayan paused for a moment, and then added, "I didn't mean to intrude...I thought this place was empty."
"Weapons salesmen?" She blinked and looked at him. "Can you repair things?"
Rayan began to relax once she seemed to take interest. "But of course," he said, "I not only sell weapons, but forge and repair them, too. What is it you need fixing?"
"My bow and sword broke against a very strong opponent." She said sorrowfully. "And I either need new ones or them to be repaired." She said, eyeing him carefully.
Rayan put his hand to his chin thoughtfully. After a few moments, he replied, "I can fix them for you, although if they require any special kind of material, I'll have to go back to my shop to get them."
"It requires the ability to use magic." She said flatly.
"Magic?" Rayan asked, intrigued. "I don't know if there's any specific material I have for magical weapons...will normal material do? It's of the finest quality, I assure you."
"It won't let you touch it if you don't have the magical ability." She stated, taking a seat in front of him. She sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, look, why don't you just make me a new weapon?"
"I'm sure your weapon's important to you, and that you wouldn't want to fight using any other weapon. You fight best with your weapon of choice, you know." Rayan leaned up against the wall, and pondered over this some more. "You know...I find it very interesting that a girl such as you would have to engage in combat..."
"It's not as odd as you think," She said, glaring at him protectively.
He turned to her, and looked deeply into her eyes with a somewhat serious look on his face. "What was the fight you broke your weapons in all about, anyways?"
She tried to look away from the intense stare but she knew she couldn't. "It...Was...a...friend you could say..." She murmured. Not daring to look away now.
"A...friend?" Rayan said, confused. Why would she fight her friend?
She sighed and nodded. "A friend...a backstabbing one..."
He sighed, and then looked away. "That's...too bad," he added, not really knowing what to say.
With the eye lock broken she looked away too. "Everyone thinks elves are peaceful people that would never fight each other, and yet... This isn't supposed to be said...but a three way war is boiling up in the elves, although it's small now, it will be the war for centuries to come..." she looked sadly up at Rayan.
"That's horrible..." Rayan said in a melancholy voice. Rayan remained silent. He was very familiar with war. Rayan had seen the world around him erupt in flames and death in his youth, the memory of which had never left him. "...I understand...." he said, looking compassionately into her eyes. "...Not completely, but I have an idea of what you're going through.”
"The funny thing is...it seems me and my so-called friend are on different ends...I can't believe he'd throw away our friendship...after all these years..."
He? Rayan thought. "I'm...sorry..." Rayan forced out, a slight feeling of depression weighing on him. He thought about what she was feeling at the moment. He had never had a friend abandon him like that; turning on him like a traitor. She needed comfort, and a friend. Rayan was considering helping her in the war cause, for her sake, but he was uncertain. Was it worth it? Did he really want to get himself involved?
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Jul 2, 2004 22:29:55 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:29:55 GMT -5
"Well...that's why I need my weapon's fixed. Are you willing to fix or make me new weapons?" She asked.
"Oh...I see now. Well...I promise you, I'll have them fixed," he said, feeling somewhat awkward. It wasn't very often he met someone completely new who had such a story to tell. "Yeah...so...I'll make sure that they are fixed as soon as possible," Rayan added. "I can give you new weapons for free until then, if you're interested."
"I am, I am..." She said, standing. "What is your name?”
Rayan hesitated a moment when he realized that he had not even introduced himself. "I'm Rayan," he said. "Yours?"
"...I'm...I'm Morroc." She said, after seeming to think about it.
Morroc?" Rayan repeated. It seemed a strange name to him, yet it had a pretty ring to it. "I like it," he said.
She smiled a bit. "Now we need to get going. This is where the Grashi plan to make base."
Rayan smiled also. He was glad to see that she was not overcome by pain. Yet, he hesitated about leaving. Oh, well. Guess I'll never get to make that delivery, anyways...
"Okay, well if you want me to come along, I will," Rayan stated as a way of offering his service to her.
She left of her own accord, her hair flowing behind her, she looked to be only sixteen, yet who knew how old she really was? She turned around to face him and smiled then walked out completely.
Rayan blushed slightly when Morroc turned around and smiled at him. He was nineteen, but younger girls always affected him. Her hair was also gorgeous, which was always the main hook for Rayan.
Heh...heck, forget weapon sales! I'll take this any day...
"Coming," Rayan said, following her out of the castle. "So, where did you say we were going to again?"
"I never said." She said, laughing a bit to herself, humans were always so interesting.
"Hm? Oh, yeah..." Rayan scratched the back of his head the way he usually did when he was mildly embarrassed.
"How old are you?" she asked out of nowhere.
"Eh? Me?" Rayan said, somewhat surprised at her abrupt question. "Oh, um...I'm...nineteen. Why?"
"Humans...such frail...life spans..." She said after thinking how to say it.
"Um, say what?" Rayan said, feeling slightly awkward now. "Um...does this have anything to do with you being an elf or something? ‘Cuz...I'm really not frail..."
"Short life-spans...I'm eighty two, I'll have you know..."
"Um...that's...wonderful..." Rayan said, wanting to slap himself. GREAT. Eighty-two. Just wonderful.
"Um...so...enough with the talk about my race's life span and stuff...can we get on to where we're supposed to go?" Rayan said, trying to get them back on track.
She blinked. "Oh yeah, sure, I suppose you lead then?"
"Uh, sure, sounds great," Rayan said, wondering what all that was about. "But...where are we going, anyways? We never really decided on that..."
"To get my weapons fixed, silly." She grinned at him.
After thinking about it for a moment, Rayan said, "I guess...my weapons shop so we can fix up your sword and bow, right?"
She nodded. "You catch on quick."
"Oh yeah...heh heh, of course...silly me..." Rayan said, scratching the back of his head again. "Yeah...that's what they all tell me...heh... Well, my shop is in the village I live in currently. It's not too far from here. We just have to follow this path," Rayan said, pointing to the dirt path they were walking on.
She looked at the path and put a hood over her head. "Don't tell anyone of my species, elves aren't taken kindly to these days I hear." She continued on the path, holding herself with pride and elegance, yet something seemed...missing.
Rayan looked at her quietly as they walked. After listening to her, he said, "Don't worry about it. I wouldn't tell anyone. Besides, it's stupid that people don't like elves just because they are different. I'm not exactly normal myself..." He noticed the uplifting look in her eye. And yet, he noticed a glint in her eyes, which he felt, for whatever reason or another, hinted at something secret...something empty inside of her.
"Who is...normal these days? No one, but who is incredibly abnormal is the question..."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right," Rayan said in agreement. "Besides...It's better to be different. It's more fun that way. Who wants to be just like everybody else, right?" Rayan only half believed what he had said. Although he didn't really want to be like 'everybody else,' he did wish that many things about him were different.
"...Me..." She said quietly as she walked.
Rayan fell silent, and looked at her gently, not speaking a word. He let her words sink in, and finally said, "Why would that be?"
"I don't want to be like this...I want to die of old age...I want to not have to worry about things like magic or war...I don't want to be me..."
Rayan listened to her, inwardly surprised at what she was saying. She wants to die...? Most people are afraid of death. Most people like who they are, and are unwilling to give that up. Why is it that she's dissatisfied with herself?
"Hey, you shouldn't be discouraged. You should like who you are, even if your circumstances are unpleasant..." Rayan began to say. "You should try to enjoy who you are, and..." Rayan cut himself off. He was just trying to comfort her, but he couldn't relate to her problems.
Morroc kept walking, her stature somewhat lacking in itself now, but still held with grace. She shook her head. "You wouldn't understand... I...don't expect you to understand..." She looked at him, the hood shadowing her face. "How much further?"
Rayan decided to give up on trying to talk on the current subject. "About five minutes."
"Good, good..." She said, and was silent.
"Here we are," Rayan said as the village came into view. "That's my home town...not much anymore..."
She smiled. "Now, don't tell anyone my name either, I am Ruth here." She looked at it and looked back to Rayan then back to the village.
Rayan nodded, knowing that she didn't want to be recognized. "Just follow me, and no one should give you any trouble."
She nodded and got behind him.
They walked quietly through the village. It was not heavily populated, and few people saw them as they walked through. After a few short minutes, they reached Rayan's weapons shop. Rayan opened the door for Morroc, and invited her in politely.
Morroc kept her head to the ground, thinking deeply to herself. She blinked and smiled at him and walked in.
"Make yourself comfortable," Rayan told her. "I'll get you anything you need. I plan to start working on your sword and bow this evening...unless you want me to start now..."
[end of Part I]
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Jul 2, 2004 22:34:43 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:34:43 GMT -5
{Comments- Part I} This is the beginning of the rp I did with DJ. We were in a chat room with some peoples [Kyalan, Aileen, CrazyAlan, Rene] and she really wanted to rp. Apparently she doesn't get to very often or something, I guess. Nobody else would, so I volunteered. Besides, I've been so non-rping moodish lately that I decided that this would help me get back on the writing track. Well after a slow start it began to pick up (as well as the other peoples leaving the chat room ), and things started to get interesting. I saved the IM because it was beginning to capture my interest, and I figured DJ would want to continue it. I was right.
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Jul 2, 2004 22:35:12 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:35:12 GMT -5
[Part II]
"What ever is fine to you." She said, leaning up against a wall and closing her eyes.
"Eh, I think I'll do it tonight...for now, the time would be better spent talking, I think."
"Talking? I suppose we could...talk." She let out a small sigh.
Rayan hesitated slightly, seeing that she wasn't completely in the mood for talking. He was not an excellent conversationist himself most of the time, but he felt it was worth a try.
She shook her head and slid to a sit. "Are there any...healers around here or something?"
“Um, yeah. They're kinda hard to come by around here, though..." Rayan said, trailing off. "But I'm sure we can find her around somewhere. Just a question of how, really. Why do you ask?"
"I'm...hurt..." She murmured and started to fall asleep.
"Hurt?" Rayan said in a concerned voice. "Really? Where? Is that from when your friend attacked you?" Rayan bent over her and looked her over, trying to find any signs of a wound.
She was sleeping, but no wounds seemed to be evident, she breathed softly as she slid over and fell onto her side slowly.
"Dang!" Rayan said, still looking her over. "Can't find a wound anywhere..." He gritted his teeth as she slowly slumped to her side. "Ssst...she shoulda told me if she was hurt! Now what do I do...?" Rayan looked down at her soft face again, and clenched his fists in determination. "I can't just do nothing...hold on, please...I'll get someone to come help you...just hold on."
Morroc kept sleeping, as if she hadn't slept in days.
“Man, this is just fantastic..." Rayan said to himself as he rushed down the street to the healer's house. He slammed his hand on the door, yelling, "Is anyone there? It's an emergency!" But no one came. Rayan began to panic. "Man, what the heck do I do now...?"
Suddenly, he remembered that he always kept a flask of healing potion with his gear. He rushed posthaste back to his shop to find it. But when he got back, he saw Morroc start to stir. "...What? Maybe she's fine after all!" he said to himself, and rushed over to see how she was doing.
She opened her eyes slowly and looked up to him. "Uhmmm?"
"Oh thank goodness...she's all right..." Rayan said, feeling very relieved "What happened?" he asked her.
"I-I'm sorry! Did I...fall asleep?" She looked up at him worriedly.
Yeah," Rayan said, breathing out slowly. "Sheez...don't do that again, okay? You almost gave me a heart attack..."
She looked down at the ground. "I-I'm sorry..." She trailed off. "So I'm guessing there aren't well trained healers here?"
"No...Not really. I'd have to walk for miles to find a skilled one...and by then, it might have been too late..."
It also doesn't help that the stupid healer girl wasn't even HOME when I needed her...
"I can hold out, but I need a trained one. Not any novice can heal me..."
You still hurt?" Rayan said, not at all understanding what was going on. "How? You don't have any wounds on you at all..."
She shook her head. "It's internal..."
"Internal...?" Rayan said in a confused voice. "Like...a magic wound?"
"Somewhat..." She nodded.
"Mmm...All right then," Rayan said. "The only one capable of great healing skill that I know of...if my friend Matt. Last I saw him, he had taken contract for some mission. He's a mercenary. Until then, take this healing potion," he told her. "It doesn't taste good, but it'll help until I can find my friend."
She shook her head. "I'm fine." She stood up.
Rayan was now quite confused. "W...what? Just a moment ago, you were on the ground, unconscious... saying u were hurt... and now u say that you're fine? I don't get it..." Rayan slumped back in his seat, putting his hand to his forehead. "I think my brain hurts...ugh..."
"...I'm hurt...but I can last..."
Rayan sighed. "Look, if you're hurt, I have to find help for you as soon as I can. I can't just let you sit there in pain...I'm looking for Matt," he told her.
"Elves are stronger than humans are." She said, keeping her hood up, not wanting to put it down for now.
Rayan turned and looked at her firmly. "I don't care how much stronger than humans you are. You need help. I intend to make sure you get it. You don't really expect me to idly sit by while you suffer, do you? I can't stand suffering..."
She looked away. "Is there anywhere I can sleep?" She asked then put her arms around herself like she was hugging herself softly. "I haven't slept in days, I need a good rest..."
Rayan fell silent for a moment. "Yeah...I have an extra bed here for when friends like Matt drop by on occasion. You can sleep there. Do you need help getting over to your bed?" Rayan asked, wondering if she was strong enough to walk by herself.
"I was strong enough to walk to this village, I think I can manage to walk to a bed." She said flatly. "Where is it?"
"Oh," Rayan said, slightly disappointed. So much for carrying her... he thought. It's that way and to the left," he said, pointing in the general direction of the guest chamber.
She got up and left, silent, making no footsteps, keeping her graceful manner and yet the missing part of her still remained.
Man...This is really getting weird fast..." Rayan said quietly to himself. "First I meet some elf girl...we come here, and she says she's hurt...then she says she doesn't need healing. Then she says she needs sleep... oisht. "
Rayan sighed, and then shrugged. "Ah, well. Now, where would Matt be..."
[end of Part II]
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Jul 2, 2004 22:38:02 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:38:02 GMT -5
{Comments, Part II}
As you can see, this is the shortest of the 3 parts we've done so far. I personally think it's the WORST of the 3 parts, mostly just because I didn't really have an idea what was going on, and I have Rayan doing and saying all sorts of random stuff. But this did become important in part 3, which is in my opinion the bestest of the rp thus far. And actually, I don't think part 2 is all that bad. Just not as good as the others. But that's okay- it was still fun. ^_^
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Jul 2, 2004 22:41:24 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:41:24 GMT -5
[Part III]
"Man...I wish Matt hadn't taken that mercenary job...perfect timing for something such as this," Rayan said to himself, shaking his head. "How the heck am I supposed to find him? Unless, of course, he shows up randomly…"
Suddenly, Matt dove through the window of the store and hit the ground with a roll. He then rolled to his feet standing up and brushed his hair back with glass flying around him. He smiled and the light glinted off his teeth. He gave a thumbs-up.
MATT?!" Rayan said, surprised.
A piece of glass pierced Matt’s arm. "OWWW!! STUPID GLASS!!" He ripped it out of his arm and threw it at the wall where it stuck perfectly.
"Um...good to see you..." Rayan said, sweatdropping.
Morroc came out of the guest room and walked over. "What's with all the noise...?" She murmured. Her mid-length blue hair sitting behind her back loosely, as she had emerald eyes and a sleeveless shirt with a long sleeved white shirt underneath, she had a purple cape behind her that had a hood.
Matt sat on the ground Indian style nursing his wounded arm. He pointed at Morroc. "DONT TALK TO ME, YOU!" Matt said, still cursing under his breath.
Rayan scratched the back of his head, slightly embarrassed. "Um, this is Matt...Yeah..."
She blinked, her elven ears twitching, she looked about sixteen. "THIS is Matt?!" She looked at Matt unbelievably and slapped her head.
Matt scowled at Morroc. "Don't judge me."
"I won't judge you if you don't yell at me..." She staggered back a little and bent over a bit then stood with her elven grace yet again.
"Easy, Matt," Rayan said to his friend. "She's had a rough time. Besides, you don't really fit all the descriptions people give your legendary figure... Ya know, serious, death-dealing heretic or whatever crap they say about you. Anyways, Matt, I'm glad you...er, burst in right now... We need your help. You see, she has...some sort of...problem.”
"Rough time, my butt! Look at my arm! It’s bleeding!!!" Matt said, now sulking. "…Wait…Problem?"
She sighed and took a seat and closed her eyes. She pulled her hair over her elf ears, hoping Matt hadn't noticed them yet. "Well, a bleeding heart is more important than a bleeding arm," She scoffed to Matt.
“...We need you to heal her," Rayan said in a calm tone. "I don't really know all the details, but... um...yeah..." Rayan trailed off again. Matt and Morroc were sure hitting off wonderfully.
"…I don’t get her problem."
"She has some sort of internal wound. The only way I can think of to cure that problem is white magic," Rayan explained. "You were a member of white clan...surely you can help her."
"White clan?" Morroc said, looking over to Rayan.
"...Yeah," Rayan replied, "Matt was part of a clan that taught the art of healing. It was dedicated to doing good and other stuff like that. He can tell you more about it than I can if you ask him."
"...You want me to just heal her?" Matt said. “I haven’t practiced that...in years...too bad Aldrien wasn't still around."
"...Mmm..."
"WAIT!!! I KNOW OF A WAY!" Matt’s eyes began to get shifty. "You mustn’t tell anyone," he whispered.
Rayan turned towards Matt, wondering what strange idea entered through his mind.
"YOU...must...WASH IN THE JORDAN 7 TIMES!"
"...Say...what?" Rayan exclaimed.
Morroc blinked and looked at him. "What sort of human euphemism is that?"
"...Um...that's just...Matt's...unique mind at work," Rayan said, sweatdropping.
She looked up at Rayan. "What does he mean?"
"...Well...I...dunno," Rayan said, feeling very awkward at the moment. "...I think you should just try the normal healing method, Matt..."
"Normal healing will not work...the Jordan or you die. Your choice."
Morroc looked away and saw something move outside the window Matt broke through and reached for a hilt in a sheath on the back of her belt.
Matt suddenly pulled out his gun blade and shot a rat walking by. "No need to worry...just a rat." ^.^
"That's not what I saw, idiot!" She yelled and ran out through the window.
"…I thought she was sick?" Matt said, turning to Rayan.
Rayan slapped his head. "Yeah, me too... Everything has been so crazy since I met her. Chicks these days..." Rayan mumbled, and then followed after them.
Matt shot after her...his bullets came dangerously close to her head.
She didn't seem phased as in only a few minutes she got knocked harshly into the wall on the outside as she staggered to stand. A figure standing nearby with a slim figure, wearing some thin looking armor with short blonde hair, holding a gun-like weapon.
"...What the...?" Rayan breathed out. Seeing the blonde-haired figure, Rayan put his hand to the hilt of his sword, and readied himself for anything.
Matt simply sat down on the ground. "These stupid enemies are so random and boring these days. You guys fight it...I’ll probably kill it too quickly...have some fun."
She winced and stood up, as on the figure it was evident that he was an elf, he shot the gun-like thing at Morroc, who dodged but staggered still.
"Sh-!" Rayan exclaimed. "Matt, what are you thinking? She'll get killed if you don't help her!”
"Enough!" Rayan shouted, and leapt between Morroc and her attacker. "I suggest you lay off...only cowards attack women, and weakened ones, at that."
Morroc went to pull out the hilt as the sword was almost perfectly clean shorn off, as it had been before. "Get out of the way!" She said, looking at Rayan sternly. “You don't know who this is!" She said as the elf man walked forward.
"I'm sorry...but I can't let him hurt you," Rayan replied softly.
"Rayan stop protecting her...she’s an idiot. She has a disease and she chases a random thing...let her die! She deserves it!" Matt exclaimed.
Rayan whipped around and looked at Matt strangely. "What the crap are you talking about? She needs help! Can't you see that?"
She glared at Matt as when the figure got closer, in not even a second, a strong force pushed on Rayan, forcing him to the ground, and the elf man was holding Morroc in the air by her neck.
Rayan fell to the ground in a moment, having no idea what had knocked him down. Looking up, he saw the figure holding Morroc up in the air. "Frick..." he whispered, and clenched his teeth.
"Everyone needs me, don’t they?" Matt slowly stood up and drew his gun blade. "OK buddy, why are u messing with these weaklings when you got me? I mean look at that dude." He pointed to Rayan. "Doesn’t that just make you laugh?"
Rayan glared back at Matt, but then realized he was only persuading the figure to engage in battle with him.
Morroc looked firmly at the elf man as she closed her eyes and the man scoffed. "Fine!" He yelled. "I'll wait." He glared at Matt and dropped Morroc and walked off.
Immediately, when he dropped the girl, Rayan got up and rushed over to her, grabbing her as she fell. "Dang...not bad, Rayan..." he said to himself.
Morroc looked up at Rayan. Passing out in his arms quietly
"Heh...oh...I bet you would like to stand on your own, wouldn't you?" he said embarrassingly. But then she passed out in his arms. "Um...guess...not. Sweet!"
“MY GIRLFRIEND IS AN ELF!" Matt yelled to the elf guy. “I’M LIKE YOUR FAMILY, MAN!"
His opponent did not reply. “He doesn’t care that I’m like his brother!! WHO IS THIS GUY?!" Matt yelled. He rushed at him teleporting around with his god like speed. Matt then held his gun blade at a stabbing position towards the elf and started running around him so that it created the effect of there being 10 of him.
Rayan looked up and watched Matt use his uber skills rushing around his opponent. "Dang...wish I could do that..."
The man was leaving, ignoring Matt completely. "You sure aren't the smart one," He remarked, just walking through quietly.
"I HATE YOU!" Matt yelled at him. “Some family you are!” He then turned and began to sulk. After a few moments, Matt said, “He needs to learn his place. I think I’ll go beat him up…” Matt then sped off after the elf dude.
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Jul 2, 2004 22:43:36 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:43:36 GMT -5
"What the heck?" Rayan said when he saw the dude walk away. "I'm not through with you yet..." Rayan said in a quiet, angry tone. "But I'll worry about you later..."
Morroc was silent while unconscious, although some blood came from her mouth, only a little at the time though.
Rayan looked down and saw that Morroc was bleeding at the mouth. "Dang it!" he said frantically.
"Is that all you say?" Asked a childish voice from behind him.
Rayan turned his head and saw the little kid from behind. "What the heck do you want, kid? Can’t you see I'm busy saving a pretty girl's life at the moment?"
The kid looked just like Morroc, only younger and wearing a white and green robe instead, and she had short hair, oh yes, can't forget the fact that she was transparent.
"Wait...a...second..." Rayan stuttered. "You...you're not natural!"
She blinked and looked at him and cocked her head.
"How...are you...transparent?" Rayan said in disbelief. "This has turned from one random event to the next..."
She sat down and looked at Rayan then at the older version of herself.
“Um...so...who are you, anyways?" Rayan asked.
"I'm her." She said, pointing at Morroc.
Rayan blinked twice. "Say...what? …You're...her. You. Are her," Rayan repeated, not believing what she said.
She nodded.
Rayan had no idea as how to respond to a statement like that. "Um...okay... Care to explain?"
"Not really."
"Oh...well that's cool," Rayan said in a mixed tone of indifference and slight sarcasm. "So...um...are you going to wake up anytime soon?"
"She's hurt. Now she has three internal wounds..."
"Three?" Rayan said in a confused voice. "How? Did that guy do something to her?"
"Did you not see the Lorei?"
"Lorei?" Rayan asked, getting only more confused. "I don't know any 'Lorei'..."
"It's the thing he had, the...gun thing! That thing, it's like a gun, but it's bullet passes through air and materializes inside one's body."
"Woah..." Rayan said, not certain what to make with what he had just heard. He looked down at Morroc's beautiful face again; her closed eyes, her hair hung back and fallen across his arms as he held her. Why would anyone want to do something like that to her? Rayan thought.
"WHY are you just sitting here?" she looked over at Rayan annoyed.
Then suddenly a thought struck him. "Wait...that guy...the one with the gun. Has he...attacked her before?" Rayan asked the spirit-esq girl.
"What do YOU think?" She looked at him blankly.
"So...that was her friend," Rayan murmured. "...Bastard."
"We've got to get some help! Do you know where that last shot hit? Do you???"
Rayan looked down at Morroc again. He decided that he would do whatever it took to restore her, although he had no idea how he would be able to cure her. Looking back at the transparent girl, he said, "I'm not sure..."
"The first time was her heart, the second time she moved and it was her leg, this time she got hit in the head."
"So what do we do about it? I can't just let her die..."
"It may not be that bad, but it does get worse before better..."
"What do you mean?" Rayan asked, not understanding what she said. "Does it heal naturally or something? I thought we needed a healer to make her better..."
"It doesn't heal naturally, she's not going to die, but I suggest putting her somewhere safe for now, and don't try to surprise her or anything."
"Mmm...All right," Rayan said, nodding in agreement. He slowly stood up, holding Morroc's motionless body gently in his arms.
"I'm serious, this is gonna be some trip...Oh! I wouldn't suggest you talk to me in public." She followed behind him.
He slowly trudged back to his shop, and stood in front of the front door. Rayan then looked behind him again. "Say...are you going to follow me until she gets better?" Rayan asked.
She nodded. "For the most part, I need to be here..."
"Hm. All right, then. You watch over her during the night. I think it would be best for her to rest here for the night before we try traveling anywhere. Agreed?"
"What if she wakes up? Not like she can see me."
"She might wake up?" Rayan asked. "I suppose you're right...she woke up before. And...Why can't she see you? You're fairly visible to me."
"You and only you...when I brought myself out, I had to chose the one person I'd show to myself, so I had to chose you."
"I see...brought yourself out? So...who...are you, then? Are you part of her?"
She nodded. "I am. I was forced out when she was given the shot to the head..."
"Oh..." Rayan said in a slightly melancholy tone. "Part...of her... If we heal her, will you return inside of her body?"
She shook her head. "I'm not sure..."
Rayan fell silent. He wasn't sure what to do. But he couldn't just give up on her. Not like this...
"She's going to wake up soon..."
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Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:44:13 GMT -5
"...Oh?" Rayan said, and looked down at Morroc's face. The color was starting to return, as well as the beauty. Suddenly, he saw her stir. She's coming to...
"Shh...Don’t startle her...and don't start talking about things that just happened." Warned the 'Mini Morroc.'
Rayan nodded, and did not move, so as to not startle her. "I won't," he whispered. "Just promise me you won't talk to me while she's around, since she can't see you. That would make things more difficult than they already are."
"I'm not a hypocrite" She said and looked at Rayan as Morroc woke up slowly.
Rayan smiled slightly at Morroc's spirit, although he did not understand exactly why she seemed to take offense. But he didn't care. His attention turned to the real Morroc in his arms as she slowly opened her eyes. "...Hey...welcome back..." he said softly, with a smile on his face.
She looked up at him. "Wh-...what the...what the heck...is going on...?!"
Rayan shook his head slowly. "I don't really know. You passed out, and Matt chased after that guy we saw. I brought you back to my shop," he told her. He purposefully left out the details about her getting shot and her transparent spirit standing beside him.
Who's Matt...? What?" She blinked and looked at him. "Let me go!" The young Morroc slapped her head and muttered.
"Wha? Oh...heh, sorry." Rayan gently placed her feet back on the ground Guess she forgot all that stuff, do to those internal wounds...I should be more careful about what I say from now on Rayan thought. "Don't worry about it," Rayan told Morroc. "Nothing happened..."
She looked around. "Where's the exit?"
Rayan looked at her inquisitively. "Exit? We're standing at the door..."
I mean to this...place..." She started to run off.
"H...hey! Where are you going?" Rayan shouted, and ran after her. "Stop!" Dang it, what's she running off for?" Rayan asked her spirit.
"You're an IDIOT," remarked the spirit. "Go stop her!"
"Well gee, thanks for your support," Rayan retorted as he ran faster after Morroc. "Hey! Wait up!" he shouted, gaining on her. "What's the rush?"
She stopped and looked at him. "I...I have to be...going..." The spirit was up behind Rayan and jumped on his back for a piggyback ride. "Tell her her name subtly or something."
Rayan didn't understand what was going on, and why Morroc wanted to leave. But he decided that the spirit's advice was his only reliable resort. "Wait...don't go. I need to ask you something," Rayan said to Morroc.
"Wh-what is it?" she asked, looking at him with a confused look in her face.
"I'm looking for someone," he told her. "She's...got long, blue hair...bright eyes...and her name is Morroc." Rayan smiled subtly at her. "You wouldn't happen to have seen her around her, have you?"
She blinked. "N-not...sure..." She shook her head. "N-no...I haven't seen anyone...like that..."
Rayan pointed towards the window of the building they were standing next to. "Who do you think that is?" he asked. "Look closely." Rayan waited for Morroc to see her reflection in the window, hoping that it would bring her back to her senses.
She blinked and looked. "Th-that's...a picture...? Or...a reflection...?" The spirit smiled from upon Rayan's back.
Rayan smiled also. "That's your reflection," he told her. "You see?"
"I-I'm...Morroc then...?"
"You catch on fast," Rayan said, smiling. "That's you, all right."
She looked over to Rayan then to her reflection. "I...I have to go..."
"No you don't. You were gonna stay the night at my shop," Rayan told her. "I still have to fix your weapons, remember?"
"But...but I...?"
...Wait...what if she DOESN'T remember? Rayan thought, beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable. "Don't worry. You'll be fine with me," Rayan assured her.
The Spirit conked Rayan over the head.
"OW!" Rayan said, rubbing his head. "Thanks a lot..." he whispered, glaring at the spirit.
Morroc looked at Rayan nervously. "M-Maybe I should go..."
"Eh, heh...don't worry about that. Anyways...there's no reason for you to go, is there?"
"I...I don't know..."
Great, nothing's working...how'd I even get myself mixed up in this mess, anyways?
"Well then why don't you stay? You look like you've been through a lot recently. I think a good night's rest would do you good. Besides, the extra room in my shop is free. And, there's food...food is good.”
"...Maybe...just for tonight..."
"Great!" Rayan said triumphantly, glad that she finally caved in. "Here, I'll make sure that your night here is a good one, okays?" he told her as he led her back to his shop.
She looked at the ground. "But...tomorrow maybe...I should go then?" She was looking at the ground as he led her.
"Um...we can decide that later, okay?" Rayan said, somehow able to fake his way through this conversation. "Right now we should just worry about tonight. Come on, this way."
"Ok then..." She looked at him. "Who are you, anyway?"
Rayan stopped suddenly. Great...she doesn't remember ME either...this is just wonderful...
"Oh...me! I'm Rayan," he said to keep her from being suspicious. "We met awhile back. Don't worry if you don't remember- you've been through a lot."
"She doesn't remember ANYTHING, idiot..." The spirit said, not believing how stupid this guy could be.
I KNOW that, baka," Rayan whispered back to the spirit. "But she doesn't KNOW she doesn't remember...I have to fake it."
"Ugghh...of all the people, of ALL the people!" The spirit said.
"Shut up!" Rayan told the spirit, beginning to get terse. "I don't need you adding to my problems!"
"Rayan..." Morroc repeated quietly.
"Yes, that's right," Rayan said, turning his attention back to her. "I'm Rayan."
"Ok, Rayan..."
"Eh...so, let's get to my shop now, shall we?" Rayan asked Morroc.
She nodded. "Alright then..."
Rayan led her to his shop and graciously held the door open for her, as he did the first time they entered his shop. But now it was evening, and the sun was slowly setting in the western sky. "Come on in, make yourself comfortable," Rayan told her. She walked in and looked around, still nervous and confused. Rayan shut the door quietly and walked in with a pleasant smile on his face. "Your room is over there," he said, pointing in its general direction. "Anything I can get for you?"
"I'm...hungry, I suppose..."
[end of Part III]
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Jul 2, 2004 22:49:44 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 2, 2004 22:49:44 GMT -5
{Comments, Part III} This is the longest and in my opinion the best part thus far. Matt really added spice to the rp. You gotta love his goofy humor and grandious entrance. I think I inspired him with that slightly with the cool entrance I gave Matt on the Angel, Nerd and Shinigami fanfic (which I still have to finish up my chapter for ). This is the first part to really have much plot line in it. It's also where things started getting terminally WEIRD all over. XD But this is my favorite part...just everything came together so nicely. Also, Rayan got to hold a pretty girl... ^^;; I've always wanted him to do that. Anyways, if you liken, comment on it, or even better, try joining it if you can. I really don't have any specific plot in mind at all, I'm just making it up as I go (with DJ of course). So if you think u can shake things up a bit (Matt certainly did ), then come on and join us! If not...then fine, forget u. But at least be nice and comment on it.
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Jul 2, 2004 22:52:00 GMT -5
Post by Mint on Jul 2, 2004 22:52:00 GMT -5
{Comments- Part I} This is the beginning of the rp I did with DJ. We were in a chat room with some peoples [Kyalan, Aileen, CrazyAlan, Rene] and she really wanted to rp. Apparently she doesn't get to very often or something, I guess. Nobody else would, so I volunteered. Besides, I've been so non-rping moodish lately that I decided that this would help me get back on the writing track. Well after a slow start it began to pick up (as well as the other peoples leaving the chat room ), and things started to get interesting. I saved the IM because it was beginning to capture my interest, and I figured DJ would want to continue it. I was right. Aparently I don't get to Rp that often or something?! O-o; Wow, that's the...first time I've ever heard someone say something like that...I Rp...all the time really, either way, I really did want to Rp, and I hope you people like this! (Although it WASN'T my idea to put this up in the first place...)
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Jul 2, 2004 22:53:15 GMT -5
Post by Mint on Jul 2, 2004 22:53:15 GMT -5
{Comments, Part II} As you can see, this is the shortest of the 3 parts we've done so far. I personally think it's the WORST of the 3 parts, mostly just because I didn't really have an idea what was going on, and I have Rayan doing and saying all sorts of random stuff. But this did become important in part 3, which is in my opinion the bestest of the rp thus far. And actually, I don't think part 2 is all that bad. Just not as good as the others. But that's okay- it was still fun. ^_^ Oh the Randomness! My head was actually hurting at the time, not because of that! But, still, it added to the dramatic's ^^;
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Jul 2, 2004 22:55:27 GMT -5
Post by Mint on Jul 2, 2004 22:55:27 GMT -5
{Comments, Part III} This is the longest and in my opinion the best part thus far. Matt really added spice to the rp. You gotta love his goofy humor and grandious entrance. I think I inspired him with that slightly with the cool entrance I gave Matt on the Angel, Nerd and Shinigami fanfic (which I still have to finish up my chapter for ). This is the first part to really have much plot line in it. It's also where things started getting terminally WEIRD all over. XD But this is my favorite part...just everything came together so nicely. Also, Rayan got to hold a pretty girl... ^^;; I've always wanted him to do that. Anyways, if you liken, comment on it, or even better, try joining it if you can. I really don't have any specific plot in mind at all, I'm just making it up as I go (with DJ of course). So if you think u can shake things up a bit (Matt certainly did ), then come on and join us! If not...then fine, forget u. But at least be nice and comment on it. Oh yeah, if you people can't tell, I'm DJ. Anyway, if you don't want to make up the plot, I've already got it in my head, me-thinks... me-hopes really, that's a better phrase for now, either way...I have no idea where I was going with that...
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Jul 2, 2004 23:16:33 GMT -5
Post by FlamingMoogles on Jul 2, 2004 23:16:33 GMT -5
you know...out of all the rpers...im the only lighthearted one.
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Jul 3, 2004 0:02:21 GMT -5
Post by RayanStiger on Jul 3, 2004 0:02:21 GMT -5
Yes, true, true! I'm mostly serious, although I add a touch of humor here and there (heh...Rayan's thoughts ). And well I guess I was wrong...perhaps she DOES rp a lot. Just the way she was so desirous to do it made me think it was some rare luxery for her or something. Ah well. what matters is we started and here we are. Anyways um I hope u get a plot line thought out, DJ...cuz I'm just making up randomness as I go. Well I could think of something...but I'll just go with what u have for now at least. And I dunno...if Matt is gonna show up again. He said he was interested, but ya never know. hope so. He's so scrumdidlyumptious when it comes to rping (ooo Xenogears Fei quote). Hail the Mattus powers! U know, Alan and Matt are both crazy fun at rping...but together...they might create a new level of craziness that defys all bounds. That'd be COOL.
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