As the sun sets there is a flash of violet light from the moon above and a thick mist engulfs the city. Vertigo washes over the people of Offtopic and the streets around them change.
Lightless save for the moon above, buildings dilapidated, overgrown with thorn covered trees and vines, and beyond the walls the forest rises higher than the tallest towers. The bustling sounds of the city are replaced with with discordant music, mad laughter, sobs of despair, and the screams and howls of man and beast.
[spoiler]Happy Winter Solstice!
Haven't done an event in a bit so here's a short thing.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Surely it must be too late to join now?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Is this something that’ll be closing, or would I be able to participate even with my dreadfully long response time?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Would it be possible for me to still join?[/spoiler]
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Edited by LionSoldier11YT: 12/26/2021 8:33:03 AM[i]In a burst of radiant light, a figure emerges onto the street, his face hidden by a heavy iron cowl. He is adorned in a cloth tunic covered by chainmail and steel greaves. On his chest is emblazoned a red lion, teeth dripping with gore. Behind him drags a longsword, sparks ripping from its tip as it is dragged down the pavement.[/i] “What devilry works the night here? In the name of my Lord, I shalt put an end to it.” [spoiler]Decided this was the perfect opportunity to test a new character.[/spoiler]
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Molon Labe Domari Nolo - old
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Edited by Sumpig-2: 12/22/2021 12:05:44 AM*A Victorian dressed(?) figure with a wide brim hat and a cloth over the lower half of their face walks outside. There is a long pistol in their hand, and a sword at their side.* *they look around to confirm their surroundings , and their searching eyes quickly narrow in disgust* [i]London...[/i] [spoiler]Bloodborne all over the shop...[/spoiler]
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Walking through the streets is Warlock Holmes. Dressed in a jacket and suit that appears to be out of a Arthur Conan Doyle novel accept for the fact that faded symbols of stars and moons can be seen upon his jacket. On top of his head sits a dearstalker hat and around his neck hangs a red ruby pendent with strange arcane markings inscribed on it. “It appears there is something afoot, my dear Watson.” He speaks to no one upon the a cacophony of sounds and sights, before casting a fly spell to investigate.
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*Etundela walks out of a bookstore looking for the source of the noise.* | [spoiler]She’s a magic user, haven’t used her much though[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Sounds like fun. Mind if I join?[/spoiler]
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Seeing the strange sights take place before his eyes, Watson leaps to his feat and seizes his mighty longsword, strapping its accompanying scabbard on his belt. Without time to don full armor, only strapping a visored helmet to his head, Watson grabs a large kite shield. With haste he flys outside to see what is going on. “Sherlock, is something afoot!” He says to empty air, looming around to see his companion is well ahead of him, not really having to worry about armaments. “Gadzooks! I missed him!” Watson mutters to himself, before going out to explore the streets.
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Thatcher starts to explore.
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i use my fleet of starships to carpet bomb the planet i win
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I sit down and dig into some molasses cookies..