quote:
Check out the big brain on Hipolyta Darkiss!
You can sense that she is not undead. Exactly...
[ 06-18-2002: Message edited by: Maelarr ]
quote:
When the babel fish was in place, it was apparent Chthon Ebonshadow said:
Took you long enough...would have never given Azrael the chance to poke at me for so long...
'Course, I would have never given you the chance to be within my sight without trying to destroy you...
quote:
Delphi Aegis impressed everyone with:
I think she's an undead construct. Deth DID make her.Doesnt matter either way, I kinda crushed her skull.
And I blew her whole body open well before you did that, so, you know...
quote:
Maelarr had this to say about Knight Rider:
Whoa whoa fukking whoa!
When Kaziin tried to charm you you said you were immune to charm. Only things immune to charm are constructs and undead. so, which is it? are you a construct, or a godmoder?
From what the boss told me, she's a necromatic construct. Kinda both at once, with the weaknesses of each covered by the other.
It was something about Mort starting off as a mortal, then getting changed. But when Deth made her, he took that suff that was added to Mort, and started with that to make her. So, she's Undead like Mort, but as Unliving as a golem as well.
Oh, and she has some kind of raw access to primal power. Basically, an avitar that doesn't have a god to answer to, or something like that.
The important thing is, that if you've pissed her off, running will only tire you out. It won't really help...
*whimpers quietly*
It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.
quote:
Waisztarroz probably says this to all the girls:
And I blew her whole body open well before you did that, so, you know...
Heh heh.
If I'da known she was partly undead, IoN woulda been up. Does more damage that way.
quote:
Delphi Aegis had this to say about Reading Rainbow:
Hey Sil! Are ya referring to your banish undead spell? Dont do it, I want exp.
"Actually paleskin, I am referring to such a spell. Furthermore, I dont think you will be getting anything from this encounter save a large beating from a rather ill-tempered undead friend of mine."
quote:
"Look Is she undead or not? If so I can end all this right here and now."
Yes! I mean, both! I mean ... dammit Deth, why did you make her!?
*mutters* As far as that goes, why aren't you and the boss here to stop her? Why the hell am *I* the one here?
It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.
quote:
When the babel fish was in place, it was apparent Zaile Ronso said:
Yes! I mean, both! I mean ... dammit Deth, why did you make her!?*mutters* As far as that goes, why aren't you and the boss here to stop her? Why the hell am *I* the one here?
"Deathtouch ammo perhaps?"
quote:Daddy wanted Morty-Worty to have a girl-friend that was closer to his level 'er somethin'...
Zaile Ronso had this to say about dark elf butts:
Yes! I mean, both! I mean ... dammit Deth, why did you make her!?
I'm an individual. Just like everyone else!
quote:
Maelarr had this to say about Robocop:
"Actually paleskin, I am referring to such a spell. Furthermore, I dont think you will be getting anything from this encounter save a large beating from a rather ill-tempered undead friend of mine."
Uh, it was a joke, evil-boy.
Besides, I have a few tricks up my sleeve to keep your pathetic servent away.
quote:
The logic train ran off the tracks when Delphi Aegis said:
Uh, it was a joke, evil-boy.Besides, I have a few tricks up my sleeve to keep your pathetic servent away.
"Whatever, I am not fighting you at the moment. Now then, I want a straight answer from someone. IS THE BLOODY THING UNDEAD?!?"
quote:
ACES! Another post by Maelarr:
"Whatever, I am not fighting you at the moment. Now then, I want a straight answer from someone. IS THE BLOODY THING UNDEAD?!?"
Isn't there only one way to find out?
quote:
Maelarr attempted to be funny by writing:
"Whatever, I am not fighting you at the moment. Now then, I want a straight answer from someone. IS THE BLOODY THING UNDEAD?!?"
Yeah, I think undead / Summoned put together.
Go to town, Evil-boy.
quote:
"Whatever, I am not fighting you at the moment. Now then, I want a straight answer from someone. IS THE BLOODY THING UNDEAD?!?"
*Zaile snarls at the Dark Elf.*
Wanna straight answer? Ask a straight question.
Look. Once upon a time, a Fire Dragon and an Ice Dragon got it on. Their kid had all the powers of both of them put together, but none of the weaknesses. The Sleeper, right?
Well, Deth kinda made a boo boo when he made her, and did the same thing. Only with her, it's Unliving and Undead that got crossed.
Get it now? Yes, she's undead and a spell against undead will hit her. However, it won't hurt her, because she's not REALLY undead. She was never truely alive to begin with.
It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.
quote:
Zaile Ronso said:
[QB]Look. Once upon a time, a Fire Dragon and an Ice Dragon got it on. Their kid had all the powers of both of them put together, but none of the weaknesses. The Sleeper, right?
[QB]
[mightion]
That must have been a steamy relationship
[/mightion] [ 06-18-2002: Message edited by: Ryuujin the Leezard ]
have fun you pitiful souls
quote:
Azrael Heavenblade wrote this stupid crap:
I'm over that by a long time monkahSides, there's plenty of people here ready to do it for me, aren't you fellas?
you have alt accounts now? :P
..... ok..
Mortious places a lampshade on his helm, and stands in the corner.
She watches, satisfied, as his body goes rigid and waits. It is done.
She then turns her attentions to the fleeing attacker, and owner of the darts. As she spots him, her eyes narrow more and go black. She watches with a wicked grin as rotting arms reach from beneath the earthen floor to entrap him. She relishes in the fear etched across his mortal face.
Three times wronged I have been, I will get what I deserve.
*Without a second glance, the three animate forms collapse into a noxious cloud of blackness, and seep into the ground below.
Stand down no---
*chokes up and falls rigid* [ 06-18-2002: Message edited by: The Otaku Penguin ]
quote:
Hipolyta Darkiss's fortune cookie read:
*continues to smile as the clouds of sickly green mist envelope and consume the offending Kesiin.She watches, satisfied, as his body goes rigid and waits. It is done.
She then turns her attentions to the fleeing attacker, and owner of the darts. As she spots him, her eyes narrow more and go black. She watches with a wicked grin as rotting arms reach from beneath the earthen floor to entrap him. She relishes in the fear etched across his mortal face.
Three times wronged I have been, I will get what I deserve.
*Without a second glance, the three animate forms collapse into a noxious cloud of blackness, and seep into the ground below.
Sprays some Glade Air Freshener in your direction
*gathers up his notes, summons a gate portal and steps through*
quote:
The air around you reeks of death and decay as you find yourself standing in a virtual chamber of horrors. Half living naked and mutilated bodies line the walls and ceilings writhing in agony, and by their placement appear not to be a part of the walls but the walls themselves. You can recognize the faces of some of the victims to be those of Evercresters long past, but nary forgotten. Others you are certain are of no faces you have ever seen. Bodies hang limply from hideous hooked chains, some still breathing with the hook points protruding painfully from their chest cavities. Your boots are slicked with blood as various snakes slither around and through your legs. The moaning and voice that can be heard echoing seem to be on the verge of driving you mad, and the only exit you see is through what appears to be a maw of torment lined and moving with the sharpened points of humanoid bones. You have entered the home of death, and it is not at all welcoming.On a throne of human bones before you sits your adversary, the walking mistress of pain. Hipolyta smiles at you, and caresses the sleeping winged serpent lying in her lap. Her smile seems mocking and amused at the same time, but not at all friendly nor unwary.
Hipolyta smiles as she continues to preen her pet. "Welcome home boys, I trust you like it..
"This is my legion," She gestures to the walls and the dangling victims. " And as you can see, I have far surpassed my 'fathers' initial design."
"The question for you is by just how far, and what does it mean to you in your current situation."
In a sudden fit of rage, she casts the serpent aside and glares at you. "NOW you see my torment. NOW you see the price I have paid for a life that I did not choose. NOW you can see what your mortal tampering has aided my father in causing... And NOW you WILL know pain..."
"However," She says calming down suddenly and appearing 'in control' " Since, unlike the spineless companions of your community you stood up with your bravery, and attempted the feat which brought you here. I have no completely decided your fates just yet... Therefore, you have a chance to survive the game."
*the Drow looks on at the action from afar inquisitivly tapping a frail finger to his chin*
hmm
*he turns around his movements as smooth and fluid as a viper, as he turns you notice a Spectre slightly behind him, its eyes red as blood following his masters every mental order*
quote:
She then turns her attentions to the fleeing attacker, and owner of the darts. As she spots him, her eyes narrow more and go black. She watches with a wicked grin as rotting arms reach from beneath the earthen floor to entrap him. She relishes in the fear etched across his mortal face.
*Zaile panics as the arms grab him by the legs and tail, and begin to pull him down. He stabs at them with the feather darts, but to no great effect.*
quote:
*Without a second glance, the three animate forms collapse into a noxious cloud of blackness, and seep into the ground below.
Ah hell... *his cry is cut off as he disolves and is pulled into the earth*
It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.
Interesting Decor...
*feels around for his staff, but to no avail, shrugs it off and shoots a glare at her*
So what's this...game?
quote:
"The question for you is by just how far, and what does it mean to you in your current situation."
Zaile looks around. He tries to act calm, but the stillness of his tail and the flattening of his ears betrays his fear.
Great spirits, he mutters,that wall must actually pull living people into itself, and absorb them...
quote:
"I have not completely decided your fates just yet... Therefore, you have a chance to survive the game."
Zaile looks at the three feather darts still in his right hand.
You talk as if you don't like your very existance. To survive this game, do we have to win, or do you have to somehow lose, and thereby come to an end?
It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.
quote:
The Otaku Penguin impressed everyone with:
*rubs the back of his head a bit as he looks around, he cocks an eyebrow*Interesting Decor...
*feels around for his staff, but to no avail, shrugs it off and shoots a glare at her*
So what's this...game?
"The game?" She laughs, "Why the game is a game of life. If you survive it, you get to keep it.. ON The condition that when you leave here you let those above know what it is you have seen, and just how far beyond thier comprehension my power has grown."
"Your other option is to bring me the head of my father as payment for the dues owed me..."
quote:
Verily, Hipolyta Darkiss doth proclaim:
"The game?" She laughs, "Why the game is a game of life. If you survive it, you get to keep it.. ON The condition that when you leave here you let those above know what it is you have seen, and just how far beyond thier comprehension my power has grown.""Your other option is to bring me the head of my father as payment for the dues owed me..."
Actually, I think I'll just do this.
*Transports Hipolyta to the Plane of Telemarketers. This plane cannot be escaped. Magic or any other means do not work; there is no escape, and when someone casts the transport spell, it always works. This plane is truly hell!*
I love being a taxi.
I must commend you - never have I seen such efficent slaughter. Then again, considering the competition, I am not suprised. I am Lothael Iscariot, I have come to see you fight. Perhaps you will grant me the leisure of a duel?
*His face curves gently up into a grin as he awaits the reply.*