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(I'll be roleplaying again if Sonic hasn't replied till tomorrow)

 

(OK, I'm making another map based on yours, it looks better though. :P I've got a program I'm doing it in.

 

(You could be Cavall! Unless someone is already playing him. Anyone going to reply to my plan?)

 

(He could replace Sonic)

 

(Being Cavall might actually be a good idea, that way I get to annoy two people rather than one ^^ Plus you fit in instantly with the story)

 

(Yeah he could be Sonic. I'll wait and see what he wants to do, before taking Sonic over Woops taking my words back for a little while)

 

(Come on, we need to reply, this roleplay is slowly dying....just like the other two :()

 

(Okay I'll join)
(What is your characters name? Key Vandere
-What is your loyalty? (humans/zombies/neutral) Zombies
-What is your backstory? After being used by the humans for doing dark deeds , I finally escaped, but I only know darkness, so much indeed that I have taken zombies under my control, seeking revenge.)

 

(I'm awaiting a response to my threat. See my above post.)

 

(Problem is, I can't dso anything until Hella's replied, sooner or later, though I hate to say it, unless Hella responds, we may have to remove him from the RP, or ignore Baldulf for a while)

 

(Sorry guys I've been VERY busy lately and the little time I've got for forums has mostly went to suggestions&ideas :(
Also keyofdoor, I think it'd be a little dull to have another character controlling the zombies.. maybe you could be a servant of Uinen or something?)

 

I... actually like it.

 

(I can arrange that.)

 

(Ok, let me capture you.)

There are still hours that slowly tick by before the climax of my plan. Maybe there is still something I can do before all of this happens. Just maybe I can capture them all. I'll hastily send out an airborne unit, consisting of five bulky men and a tall, stern drake. This time, I will surely catch them with their trousers down and gobble them up like a swan eating a fish.

(Monsteri or whomever is with Hella can respond to this. Simply let all of you get away but Hella fail to escape. I can deal with Hella alone.

 

(can I reply? If not, ignore the rest of this post.)
(Instead of a zombie general thingy, I become an arcanist.)
Seeing a drake in the sky, I control it's mind using arcane magika.
I then open an arcane gate to the drake, reaching out and taking one of the five men's weapons, a sword.
I then go through the gate and surprise the men. (I play the game "Arcanists" a lot.)
I use an arcane blast and send the men flying, but also knocking me off.
The drake I have control of then catches me, (I put on my sunglasses) and I fly away.
The men, have landed in water.
And I have no idea what the fuck I just did.

 

(Key, just saying, but the drake and such would be no where near you ^^ They've been sent to kill or capture me, Baldulf and Cavall. Plus, I'm still not entirely sure what your character is :p Let's just pretend that post never happened :))

A roar echoed throughout the forest, a throaty bellow that seemed to have come from above. Cavall must have heard it as well, for he too looked up, a puzzled expression on his face. Baldulf on the other hand, brain still partially frazzled by mushrooms, though the effects did seem to be wearing off, span around, massive mace swinging and imbedding itself in a few trees as he turned. The roar again, definitely closer this time, and even Baldulf stopped spinning like a loon, and gazed up into the sunny sky.

Then the sun went out, or at least, that's what it looked like, before we heard the swift flapping of wings, and a third roar, incredibly loud!
"RUN!" I screamed, fleeing as swift as my wooden clogs would allow, my oversized armour slowing me down. I saw Cavall run alongside me, then heard an almost delighted cry of "Dragon!" (:D) Baldulf was still standing in the small clearing, gawking at the massive lizard, completely ignoring the three men that jumped from it's back. We ran, leaving the poor, slightly brain damaged, simpleton behind. I'm beginning to regret giving him mushrooms for the pain.

 

(Not gonna write in first person this time, as I'm not "inside" of my character.)

Justicar was running. He was running as fast as he could, not that he scared the zombies, but he had finally found another survivor and was ready to do anything to keep him alive. The lonely days, with only company being the undead, had changed his way of thinking. Every human is important. We are all the same. There shall be no fight between the races. Only against the undead, and the satanic beast that brought them and forced the once good to kill. South may yet be free from the beast, but it is just a matter of time when the evil will advance.

He kept running, until he was so exhausted that his legs were in no control of his brains. Leaning his head towards an ancient spruce he panthed away the pain, and slowly put down the old man. Ground was a little wet and swampy, but plenty of small grass stacks gave enough support to stand on. In the light of the sunset he could still barely see the face of the old man, whom was the king. It was in shade of purple, and the man seemed to be in a fever. In a bad fever.

That was a powerful spell that he used when Justicar had his first sign on him, and without that spell, he would have been gone unnoticed. It seems to have drained his powers though. His hand was still holding tight the moon diamond, which seemed to be his source of magic. Justicar quickly took a little potion from his chest pocket, and stopped to think: "He could suffocate if I give this while he's fainted. This'll save his life, but first I need to wake him up in some way.." Justicar slapped the king's face a few times, but he gave no reaction. "Well damn. I have still a hour left before the sun goes down. I'll head to the west, to my knowing there's a town lying in a forest. Maybe I'll get some help."

He lifted the king on his shoulders again, and started to wander in the woody half-swamp. Little insects were making their lovesong, and it gave a little smile on Justicar's face. "Love.. what is left of it? I must help the people to return humanity."

(keyofdoor.. meh. Let's pretend that post never happened. I'll set you a scene, OK?

You're Danah Kull, servant of Uinen the Dark. You got interested in dark magic already during your childhood, but your family did not accept the black art after the war had passed and the country was rebuilt. You were driven off in the age of 16.

You spent half a year in the Urùk mountains, hiding from the trolls and surviving by eating little bugs and snakes. You had stolen a dark spell book from the castle dungeon, which was the reason of your deportation. You spent your days learning the magic, without being able to use any of your aknowledge, since you had no proper elements. One day.. you met him. He had come back, although you didn't yet know who he was. After kindly asking and almost getting slain, you got an answer for your question. As Uinen saw your excitement, he decided to pick you up and humiliate you by making you a slave of.. that kind. But as the weeks passed, he got to know you, and now you are his most trustworthy woman. Continue!)