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Post by Darkness Song on Feb 22, 2009 21:26:10 GMT -5
Heorn smirked. "Seeing as you have already participated in an event Sive, You cannot do the same to participate within this one. Everyone will have a turn. Andlarta, Leithan, or Arya will ahve to partake within. The rules are simple. Infect the rat with a slow killing spell. Much like the crystal you will have to save the rat though the spell can last a minimum of one hour. The rat cannot die while under the spell-infection until one hour has passed, if he does, then you lose. If the rat is cured within the hour then the quickest victor will win. Understood?" Sive sneered and then nodded grabing the rat harshly by the tail. Heorn took the rat and pet it softly and put it into a trance whispering gently into it's ear.
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Post by Kyana on Feb 22, 2009 22:01:27 GMT -5
(um, so do they put spells on each rat and then swap them?)
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Post by Darkness Song on Feb 25, 2009 19:52:05 GMT -5
(yea bassically and sry I was out for a lil bit)
Heorn took the rat and put it in his other hand then pressed his belly and casted a spell. It was both a mental infection which made the rat so concentrated on the walls that his mental walls were stronger then his own. He then put in the infection which was a combination of mutating cells and a decay of the such. Such a spell was pure agony and if Sive broke into the rat's mind he might be able to save him. Heorn added another smaller infection of the small pox by mutating the white blood cells into them. It was tough but all was done. He stopped and set the rat down.
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Post by Kyana on Feb 25, 2009 20:39:39 GMT -5
Arya took her rat up, Sive standing by. Arya pursed her lips, thinking. What viruses, infections did she know? But she did know poisins. Arya concentrated, creating the poisins and toxins inside the rat's bloodstream. She also left the main part of it inside, to spread more deeply. She smiled, remembering Andlarta's and Leithan's venom. So much more potent than any snake or creature alive. Leithan sent her a mental image and information, allowing her to create something very similar, to inject it into the mouse. It'd take only about and hour, maybe a little longer before the tiisues were entire gone. It was a raid toxin, which ate cells. She sighed, tired from the excertion. Leithan, funneled in some of his large reserve energy. "Okay, here.... Done," she said with a light breath.
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Post by Darkness Song on Feb 28, 2009 23:58:56 GMT -5
Heorn put the rat upon the table and Arya did the same. He placed his hand on either side of the rat. They could not touch the rat so he would have to do this in one way and one way only. By making the rules bend towards him. Much like a Lawyer he knew there was a loophole. And he intended to use it. He started to cast the spells to help the rat first and watched in the corner of his eye as they did their own.
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Post by Kyana on Mar 1, 2009 8:31:19 GMT -5
Arya ran her toungue along her teeth, in concentration, a habit she always had. A very stupid habit now, because she cut her toungue on the seraded edges of her teeth. Ouch. Arya scowled. Her hands fluttered about, hoving only a hair's breath over the rat. She scanned the problems. Arya needed to deal with the mind, so there wasn't permenant damage. She closed her eyes, and tried to enter the rat's mind to repair the damage. She was bombarded with the pain of the rat, torn by the implanted virus. Arya leapt out, with a small cry. Her head hurt. She covered her mind with a guard, before rentering. Going in unprotected had been a stupid idea. As she worked, repairing, dead or dying cells, she sent a spell through the blood, killing the infectious antogen...
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Post by Darkness Song on Mar 1, 2009 10:05:07 GMT -5
Heorn Identified most of the virus and the infection. He decided that since the rules did state that the rat could not die within the hour... He would make it die himself. There would be no other way since the violent nerotoxin in the rat had bombarded most of the organs. The only way to stop it would be to cut the rat open and pull it out but even then the venom was too much advanced that the rat would die if he did try to do that. No he would make the life of the rat much shorter. He put his hand over the rat and muttered several death spells aloud. The rat simply lay there unmoving and unbreathing. He smiled and looked to Arya. "You are disqualified..." (I know its an evil trick )
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Post by Kyana on Mar 2, 2009 21:38:39 GMT -5
Arya turned to Heron, enfruiated. "What!" she snarled, her red eyes flashing violently. "You killed it. You are disqualified..." she hissed, taking a threatening step towards Heron. "No. You are. I never said that the rat could not die within the hour...." "Liar..." Arya's fingers curled, into claws. "You never said that..." "I did..." Arya bared her sharp teeth. Her hands itched to rip his throat out. She felt someone place a restraining hand on her shoulder. She almost attacked, but realized it was Sive, who was standing next to her. His face, was cold, eyes steely. "Arya...enough...." he said, looking pointdly at Heron though. "If you attack we all die. We're bound by the agreement in which we spoke. Otherwise I'd let you gut him like a fish..." Sive said. "You want to play that way? You're on..."
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Post by Darkness Song on Mar 5, 2009 20:40:26 GMT -5
Heorn smirked. "Well I do not think you will be able to surpass me Sive... I find loop holes like they were set before me to see. Bright as the sun. And besides I think you will find no loop holes within the next Challenge." A weak old man entered the room and by the looks of it he were a common begger. Sive looked to the man and smiled. Heron stepped up to the man. "Meet out Judge. He will be grading upon your spells today. Now let us be fair and take this to chance's fate. A coin flip to see who goes first." Heorn took out a small coin and flipped it into the air.
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Post by Kyana on Mar 5, 2009 21:48:47 GMT -5
He knew that this probably would be the most difficult for him personally. He was never a fan of "dazzliment" or "preformances". He found no fun in the many trivalities of parades, preformers and such. He'd long ago let loose those trivalities. It'd been over 800 years since he'd last seen any such. Hopefully Arya would be better at this. Arya rubbed her hands together, her eyes bright, a smile on her lips, despite the fact that she'd lost. She loved events like these. She remembered the magnificent displays that the elves had done. They were called Star Dances, or Cloud Dances. She'd seen many, and they never ceased to amaze her. She even used to compete. But it all seemed...unecessary. Strange... Arya closed her eyes, shaking her head, trying to bring back the memories and images, but they were disappering, shifting away from her grasp... "Heads..." Heron called, catching the coin. Tails. "Okay, Sive, Arya, Leitha, Andlarta... You're up first..." Heron said. Sive wasn't watching him though. He wat watching Arya. "Arya?" he asked, frowning. "Are you okay?" Arya sucked in a breath. "Yes... it was nothing..." she gasped, looking up. Heron pulled a face though. Julia didn't miss the swirl of red through back in her eyes. "Okay..." he said. Grasping her hand, he quickly touched her mind. She barely held onto herself. Was that good? Bad? Sive was in conflict. He could easily help her regain control, or he could let it slip. If it slipped she'd finish the change. Now was not the time for this to be happening. Not here. Not with them here.
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Post by Darkness Song on Mar 6, 2009 20:59:59 GMT -5
Hailut nudged Heorn. You know I am needed for the next task, but we have not a fourth person. Hailut sighed clearing the thick sut that formed in his nostrils. I agree child. Prehaps it is naught time to forget yourself. It felt like Horrion's voice but how could it be... Hailut shook his head. We need to find someone who is better then I at this or we can changed the rules, that is with an agreement between them and us, to allow all to participate. Heorn walked to Sive. "So I guess Andlarta and Leithan are your two choices for the magical preformance." Sive looked to him and then remembered that only one may partake in each event. He looked to Leithan, he could possess the power of magic unlike Andlarta but he would be needed for the next task. Andlarta had no magic so it was a dead lock. "Well which will it be?" Heorn asked. Sive scowled at him. "Prehaps it be better if we all took a part within this one. I mean we are trying to prove which is better so why not have us all. It will be a show." He said with a smirk. He found a way to use them in the next event. "Be as it may then. I will look foward to your preformance."
(Bassically be creative... Idk what else to grade it upon.)
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Post by Kyana on Mar 8, 2009 10:10:59 GMT -5
Arya rested her palm on Leithan's scales. I can't...think... can't remember, Leithan! Arya moaned. But right now, it'd be a good idea to bring back the various displayes the elves did.. Arya, are you okay? Leithan asked. You need to keep yourself together. Then we can try and get this situated. There's only a few more... I know. Leithan funneled in some of their shared memories, reviving Arya. She closed her eyes, absorbing all the images, sights and sounds. Thank you. I think I have an idea.
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Post by Kyana on Mar 20, 2009 16:09:21 GMT -5
(um, this rp has been left to fry.... um, are we taking a hiatus here or something? we can do that... ;D)
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Post by Darkness Song on Mar 20, 2009 16:11:21 GMT -5
(Sure, I am not really having a good, month, and this was suppose to be my happy year. -_-)
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Post by Kyana on Mar 23, 2009 19:59:44 GMT -5
(awe why?)
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