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Airsucker 09-18-05, 11:50 PM	Flash Character Development This will be a combination game/writing exercise. :D Part 1: Everyone posts lists of 3 words each. They should be somewhat random, but if you really feel a need to theme, I won't stop you. ;) Part 2: Participants take one or more 3 word lists and write a 100 word character background. The challenge is that its only 100 words to come to a sound theme/idea for a character. :plotting: Then people can take the ideas they like and build characters around them for their own use. I'll start off the lists. purity solar together Let the fun begin!
Sorcerer 09-19-05, 12:03 AM	Redemption Rod War-Elephant
Listen2Reason 09-19-05, 12:57 AM	Knowledge Compulsion Dirt (Some questions...How many lists and/or characters can we post? Is there some separation between Part 1 and Part 2, or do we just start posting character backgrounds whenever we see a list that gives us an idea? :) )
Fithero 09-19-05, 01:53 AM	Hatred Lust Wounded
I Am Famine 09-19-05, 07:29 AM	Fake Inhuman Flesh
Airsucker 09-19-05, 10:40 AM	(Some questions...How many lists and/or characters can we post? Is there some separation between Part 1 and Part 2, or do we just start posting character backgrounds whenever we see a list that gives us an idea? :) ) Begin Part 2 whenever you see a list that inspires. :)
Morka 09-19-05, 11:40 AM	Snow Pirate Gravel
Mysteria 09-19-05, 02:55 PM	List: clock rearguard infinity (Can we do more than one list? If yes: moonlight fantastic claivoyance blessed fibre agate oven despot fairy)
Zilred 09-19-05, 03:00 PM	Fake Inhuman Flesh Concept: Newly-made Level 1 Elan Rogue It’s kind of odd being your own charlatan. I am not who I was. Who I was passed away at the time of my birth. This is a time of new beginnings, but the past will not let me go. This manor and it’s estate were willed away to it’s owner’s children, and these children turned right around and gave it to me. How interesting. I may be of their father’s flesh and blood, but I am not their relative. Their father was a rich man, and I am an inhuman thief. One who shall soon rob his own grave.
Zilred 09-19-05, 03:03 PM	Mercy Five Horse
Listen2Reason 09-19-05, 05:47 PM	They all laughed. Secure in their conferences and college committees, they wouldn't let me join the little clubs. None of them truly grasped my theories, none truly understood the importance of purity of thought. Sitting there together in their cliques...well, I'll show them. I shall triumph over them all with the power of my intellect! My intellect, and my solar-powered death ray.
Sorcerer 09-19-05, 10:51 PM	Failure Jewelry Fire
Listen2Reason 09-20-05, 03:12 AM	I should have saved her. I know, there were many to treat that night and not enough healers. But I'd cured worse burns than hers--I cured more later. Why couldn't I save her? The moment's distraction of the jewels she pressed into my hand? No, it must have been more than that, a deeper failing on my part. A failing that I can never atone for. She whispered, "Use them well". In the heat of that night, they felt cool in my hand. They still do, unnaturally so. Perhaps there is a way I can atone after all.
Mysteria 09-20-05, 07:12 AM	It would be useful if you included the list your development is based on when you post it. :)
Mysteria 09-20-05, 07:23 AM	Snow Pirate Gravel Who am I? What am I? The snow feels light on my face when I raise my face to the stars. They twinkle and glisten in the night, beckoning me onwards. A pirate’s bride no longer, I seek my own way now. He wanted to cage me, bind me to him, consume me, but I escaped … to what end? My road is hidden to me, but I move onwards. The only sound that accompanies me is the crunch of the gravel beneath my boots. Soon the snow will cover it, and I will be gone.
I Am Famine 09-20-05, 08:26 AM	Knowledge Compulsion Dirt Why is it other people mourn the loss of their families and associates? Why do they weep for those whom they supposedly loved? When I slaughtered my family I felt no remorse towards my supposed 'loved ones'. As a matter of fact killing them has given me knowledge of a life without moral or lawful restraint. They were as all self-serving as I, hey to couldn’t deny the quiet compulsions urging them to kill. I'm not like them, for I have embraced my most savage and filthy thoughts, i'm wading through a sea of carnal pleasure and dirt.
Fithero 09-20-05, 09:35 AM	Darkness Peace Eternal
Morka 09-20-05, 10:37 AM	Who am I? What am I? The snow feels light on my face when I raise my face to the stars. They twinkle and glisten in the night, beckoning me onwards. A pirate’s bride no longer, I seek my own way now. He wanted to cage me, bind me to him, consume me, but I escaped … to what end? My road is hidden to me, but I move onwards. The only sound that accompanies me is the crunch of the gravel beneath my boots. Soon the snow will cover it, and I will be gone. :clap: I didn't think someone would be able to post something with my list, and it's great!
lightman 09-20-05, 10:58 AM	Darkness Peace Eternal What is this world that I live in? Once I was an elf, a great elf! I adventured my whole life, and was revered for my greatness. I died, and now I am a Drow. How can I be a Drow? I am forced to commit attricous acts to sastify the disgusting "Spider Goddess." All I wished was for eternal peace, but now I am in eternal pain.
Airsucker 09-20-05, 11:22 AM	It would be useful if you included the list your development is based on when you post it. :) Yes, thank you! :D (My very first stickied thread <sniff>) :cloud9: Oh, another list, then I'll have to write one or two. scarf dynasty butterfly
Mysteria 09-20-05, 12:02 PM	Knowledge Compulsion Dirt Once again, I’m digging around in the dirt. The others have long gone away, leaving me to my obsession. Little do they know how fascinating the search for knowledge can be. Beneath each rock waits another bit of information to be discovered, each nook, each cranny can hold unforeseen treasure. Maybe they are right to scoff at my passion and call it a mad compulsion, but I would not want to change myself. One day, when I have uncovered the secrets of the past, they will understand and respect me. Thanks Morka. :) Personally, I'm waiting for somebody to come up with a development for Sorcerer's list.
Listen2Reason 09-20-05, 01:25 PM	It would be useful if you included the list your development is based on when you post it. :)But it's not that hard to guess. In fact, it's a fun game in itself. ;)
I Am Famine 09-20-05, 02:12 PM	Hyper-violence Unblinking Salivating
Mysteria 09-20-05, 04:56 PM	I should have saved her. I know, there were many to treat that night and not enough healers. But I'd cured worse burns than hers--I cured more later. Why couldn't I save her? The moment's distraction of the jewels she pressed into my hand? No, it must have been more than that, a deeper failing on my part. A failing that I can never atone for. She whispered, "Use them well". In the heat of that night, they felt cool in my hand. They still do, unnaturally so. Perhaps there is a way I can atone after all. Well, I didn't find out what list this was based on. :embarrass: My best guess was failure/fire/jewelery, but those words are not actually in that text.
Fithero 09-20-05, 07:06 PM	I dont think the words have to be in the story itself, they just have to mkae up the theme of the character. Cold Holy Unrelenting Later
Arkonth 09-20-05, 09:35 PM	Limited Wicked Green (probably don't post if you know the RL connection)
SgtHulka 09-20-05, 10:55 PM	Redemption Rod War-Elephant "Sure, I've vanquished countless undead, and yes, it's true, evil quakes in fear at my approach. But there is one vow I have failed to keep. That is why I am here, Father. That is why I need redemption." "It's the ladies, Father. They throw themselves at me. It's not my fault, really. Once word got out...well, you've heard of the Rod of Seven Parts? The girls call mine: 'The Rod of Elephantine Proportions.'" "So what do you say, Father, can you help me? I could really use that Divine Grace back."
Listen2Reason 09-20-05, 11:18 PM	Perhaps there is a way I can atone after all.Well, I didn't find out what list this was based on. My best guess was failure/fire/jewelery, but those words are not actually in that text.You guessed correctly. :) Like Fithero said... I dont think the words have to be in the story itself, they just have to mkae up the theme of the character.At least, that's how I interpreted the "rules". Once word got out...well, you've heard of the Rod of Seven Parts?I wasn't going to go there, but...:rofl:
Mysteria 09-21-05, 02:02 AM	"Sure, I've vanquished countless undead, and yes, it's true, evil quakes in fear at my approach. But there is one vow I have failed to keep. That is why I am here, Father. That is why I need redemption." "It's the ladies, Father. They throw themselves at me. It's not my fault, really. Once word got out...well, you've heard of the Rod of Seven Parts? The girls call mine: 'The Rod of Elephantine Proportions.'" "So what do you say, Father, can you help me? I could really use that Divine Grace back." :mymy: :blink: :OMG! Great find!
Ectoplasmoid 09-21-05, 08:55 PM	scarf dynasty butterfly Zeng Dao stood alone on the cold marble, alone against the lone warrior that had penetrated the rest of the palace's defences. His whole life had been leading up to this one moment; his cloistered childhood; his years of service to the Emperor; his perfection of body and mind, through meditation and combat; it all came down to this. If he fell here, the Emperor, and the dynasty- for the Emperor was but a boy- fell with him. Tying a scarf with the Emperor's sigil- a butterfly- around his forehead, Zeng leapt into the fight of his life. And some words: Locksmith Theater Dinosaur
Listen2Reason 09-21-05, 11:55 PM	My apprentice took over the locksmith shop--not an apprentice any longer. I haven't had much to do. This old theater has given me a lot of joy over the years...I helped with the curtains and mechanisms, the gods out of the boxes. But fewer and fewer people come to the shows; the theater is becoming a dinosaur. Just like me. But if they aren't giving me what I want, I'm going to take it. I run auctions here now--inviting "interesting" characters I've met over the years, selling valuable things I've acquired in my "new" job... And to inspire others: undead merchant sausages
Airsucker 09-22-05, 01:28 PM	Hatred Lust Wounded Jaqual's hatred kept his wounded body moving. He would track down his enemy and destroy her, the unnatural creature that she was. All his skills were honed for the hunt. Even his lust for her would not stop him from protecting other innocents from her foul wiles and voluptous flesh. She may have allied herself with powerful demons, but she was still a mere drow, alone on the surface for unfathomable reasons. Morning would come soon and he would track her to her hiding place and slay her, proving his strength in controling his own weaknesses. There's been some very nice writing. Great job, guys! :D
Listen2Reason 09-23-05, 03:29 AM	(I still think it's more interesting not to reveal which words inspired which stories. It's not like it's hard to figure out, anyway. ;) ) I have always felt more at home among beasts than my 'own' kind. The gazelle does not judge, not even the hunter that kills it. The lion does not begrudge a competitor, even if it takes hide instead of meat. The war-elephant accepts its rider, even if he betrayed his people as a coward, fled from a demon prince and his baleful rod... The beasts do not judge, but in so doing they show me how I should live. How I must seek redemption. (And one more for the road...) Some dispute the nature of the first, sent forth to conquer. None argue the second, sent forth to loose war upon the land. Few speak of the third, sent forth to torment the masses. All fear the fourth, ender of all things. But justice is nothing without mercy. Without me.
Airsucker 09-23-05, 11:50 AM	List: clock rearguard infinity I have left the gate of forever, newly formed, knowing I must return. The clock ticks as I spend my limited time searching for new experiences, nearly in despiration. It is almost like being mortal. Though I am young, I will exist for all time and when I join the rearguard at the gate, all I will possess will be my memories of adventure while I guard infinity from those who would invade it from elsewhere. (Yes, you can list more than one list, I'm just wirting this one at the moment. :D )
Mysteria 09-23-05, 02:42 PM	:bounce: Nice! I was waiting to see if somebody would come up with something based on my list. :)
Mysteria 09-23-05, 03:13 PM	And something not-so-nice based on this: Hyper-violence Unblinking Salivating The beast was salivating in anticipation, it could already taste the sweetness of the blood it would drink soon now. Unblinking, it stared into the darkness, listening to the footsteps coming closer, ever closer … NOW! It leapt down upon the unwary victim, tearing flesh from bone, revelling in the kill. Satiated, I look down my prey. What do I feel? Nothing. Did I ever feel anything? I am no longer sure. But it doesn’t matter much, not in a life that is filled with hyper-violence and the rush of the kill.
Fithero 09-23-05, 07:10 PM	Hollow Regret Suffering Blood Water Smoke Child Pet Friend Poor Farm Apocalypse That should do for a while. Later
I Am Famine 09-24-05, 03:20 AM	The beast was salivating in anticipation, it could already taste the sweetness of the blood it would drink soon now. Unblinking, it stared into the darkness, listening to the footsteps coming closer, ever closer … NOW! It leapt down upon the unwary victim, tearing flesh from bone, revelling in the kill. Satiated, I look down my prey. What do I feel? Nothing. Did I ever feel anything? I am no longer sure. But it doesn’t matter much, not in a life that is filled with hyper-violence and the rush of the kill. Very nice... :clap: Pretty Acid Poetry
Listen2Reason 09-24-05, 11:30 AM	I lead the crusade against the evil, the immoral. I spread the word that the sun god will warm those who are worthy, holding them in his holy embrace. I am no less than unrelenting in my devotion. Why, when I look at my god's symbol, do I feel so cold?
Airsucker 09-24-05, 11:35 AM	I dont think the words have to be in the story itself, they just have to mkae up the theme of the character. Cold Holy Unrelenting Later I will be unrelenting, like the winter. I will bring the cold truth of my Goddess to the world, ever hot with sin. I have trained long in my home of the Northlands and I will serve Her well. I will heal the sick, console the sinful, and bless the faithful. I will be Her holy servant in a world that knows little of Her. I will smite evil to the best of my abilities and lead the faithful to victory over evil. May Her cooling hand bless my journey. (I'm used to the rules of my writer's group, but using the words only as theme is just fine.)
Mysteria 09-24-05, 03:41 PM	Hollow Regret Suffering I bow to the applause, smile to the audience and wave with joy and good grace. I am a jester, making people forget their daily plight for an hour or two, but I feel hollow inside. Once I have left, each of them will go back to his own little hell. While they are suffering through each day after the next, they will look forward to another of my visits, another little bit of joy. But this is not enough for me, for each time I leave them, I regret that I cannot do more for them.
Amphetryon 09-24-05, 04:25 PM	purity solar together Oh Pelor, great Solar Father, hear my prayer. Long and arduous has been my journey, seeking those who stole my mate from our home, those two years ago. I have followed the letter of Your tenets, taken sacred vows of Purity to cleanse my spirit, fought countless evils along the way. Please, great Pelor, allow that my quest will soon be completed, and my mate and I can be together again. Any price You might name is a mere pittance, an appropriate penance for whatever sins caused You to allow this tragedy to happen in our simple, humble, but happy lives.
Book5 09-24-05, 05:32 PM	oven despot fairy Misty rules the kitchens of mab expressly. Fairy wings make one well fit for overseeing the spriggin workers working. Like a despot she reins over the oven workers as they work their ovens. It takes more than wooden spoons and sugar to make the kindly one's cookies. A fairy kitchen, where one can truely see sugar plums dancing.
Listen2Reason 09-25-05, 04:18 AM	(This is almost more of an adventure idea than a character idea...) Extra sons are always handy on a farm, but I chose to run away to the city. Now I'm Captain of the Guard; my parents forgave me when I started sending money home. The law guarantees freedom even for followers of Velor. To improve their reputation they create food and water in the city. I wonder, why would evil priests do such things? What plan do they follow, what end do they seek? And then I think about all the poor farms with no captain sons, their livelihoods suddenly cut off...
Kingside_Bishop 09-27-05, 01:16 AM	First, my list:Shuffle Clown DemonNow, my character: Mercy Five Horse~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-Mercy-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ The Fifth Horseman A red sun rises. Tonight, great wickedness has been done -- but all for naught; for it all comes to this... a scene unfolds: the woe-stricken warrior of a failed cause, laying upon the crimson earth, mourning the loss of his providence, his pride, his principle... Bloodied fists unclench, at last. ...and at this moment, the gods bless even the fool, even as they bless all who surrender, with the greatest of gifts... A gentle smile spreads. ...for the ultimate miracle has come -- that of the Fifth Horseman... ...he who rides under the banner of... Mercy. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Listen2Reason 09-27-05, 04:08 AM	Given that this was an UnCon event...is it going to end? Is there going to be some sort of resolution? Or is it just going to go on forever? Personally, I'm fine with the latter. ;)
Airsucker 09-27-05, 11:36 AM	I'd be happy to keep this going, but it is actually up to Wiz_O Autumn.
HiQKid 09-28-05, 07:54 PM	clock rearguard infinity “Here I was, one among many. Built as a clockwork soldier who would fight until infinity, modified for the rearguard. But I was different. I fought not because I was made to, but because I wanted to. Somewhere in my creation, something was botched. I watch, I think, and no one knows it. No one cares. I fight because it suits me, but how long until I turn against these people, this lord who makes me fight day in and out? When will I break free, and become myself? Just another decision in my life as an thinking artificial monster."
Airsucker 10-04-05, 12:40 PM	Limited Wicked Green (probably don't post if you know the RL connection) My abilities are still somewhat limited. Eventually, should I survive and surpass the obstacles in my path, I will be a great warrior. The wicked shall fall before me and the innocent will be protected from evil. I will welcome any companions who care to stand beside me. We will be legends in these green lands, protectors of its people. So, what's the connection?
Listen2Reason 10-07-05, 07:01 PM	So, what's the connection? The novel (and musical) Wicked is about the green-skinned Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz. I haven't read or seen either, so I don't know how 'limited' fits in...and of course I may be completely wrong, but I think I'm on the right track. ;)
Fithero 10-08-05, 01:57 AM	Veins Immortal Dying Try that one on for size :P Later
Rollinrice 10-10-05, 06:24 PM	Posted by Fothero Veins Immortal Dying I feel the fangs of the beast pierce my veins. Cold, numbing cold burns its' way throught my flesh. It will make you immortal, the creature said as it spoke into my mind. All I feel is this dark cold fire, this evil presence that fills me with wild thoughts of blood and pain. My eyes seem to grow shaper with every pull of my life's blood into his mouth. After a while he ,or it shall I say, stops and sets back with a satisfied grunt. The warmth of my body has left me. Quietly, I hear myself dying.
Fithero 10-11-05, 09:01 PM	Damn you Rollinrice! :P Ok... here we go again. Broken Fever shark
Elvis Gone Warlock 10-22-05, 07:12 PM	Rebirth Atrophy Possession
Elvis Gone Warlock 10-22-05, 07:19 PM	Broken Fever shark Why is this? Slowly, my broken mind succumbs. Green flames of fever overwhelm my consciousness. The sharks in human bodies, they who inflicted this upon me, they will die. They must die. The dusty road lies before me, stretching on into infinity. My infant son, they took my son. My baby boy, the light of my existence. He must walk the road alone. I cannot help him. He is not mine. Death is my only reward. It is all I deserve. Why me? Why me?
Uberwoot 10-22-05, 11:48 PM	Rebirth Atrophy Possession Once I was a happy man, with a beautiful wife, working honestly as a nobleman's majordomo. When his enemies destroyed him, they destroyed me as well, leaving me for dead in the city's sewer in order to take my wife. I was only saved by a lunatic doctor who gave me new life and twisted my mind to his own ends. His gift is decaying madness, and a body that saves me from destruction, but even my own wife would shun. Never again may I have her- but I may have vengeance. I am Grue.
Amphetryon 10-25-05, 06:06 PM	Chosen Favored Curse
Elbethamore 10-25-05, 06:50 PM	Whip Taste Mosquito
Obsidianjaerc 10-27-05, 12:08 AM	Dan said it would be fun; the carnival full of fire-eaters, sword jugglers, and men shuffling cards. But he never told me about them, they just get to me ya' know, I know sin. Not a little sin that the Pelorians say demons whisper in your ear but a big one. I didn't mean to lash out and kill the clown.
Fithero 10-27-05, 10:02 AM	Fear Knowledge Trapped
Alteru 10-27-05, 10:33 PM	Chosen Favored Curse This is the short tale of the Monk/ShadowShifter Araila, whom at one time was the Avatar of Vecna, god of Secrets. This curse that binds me to this world... Can I be nothing more than a forgotten concubine of cruel twisted fate? My name is Araila, I am.. or was, a servant of Vecna. His secrets were an attraction to me... what one would call a fetish. I never met him, but he knew me. He knew my name, my passions, my very inner being. As I grew in power his eyes followed me. I did his command, to the best of my ability. He grew to favor me over the others, choosing me for this final mission. A final mission to assasinate the newly risen godess Eithrial. Eithrial was servant of all the light in the world, and she bore it to the far corners illuminating all that was hidden. Vecna didn't like this. He didn't like this at all. I was a shadow shifter, and highly trained in the Martial Arts. I had become a shadow myself in reality. For so long I hid from the daylight, burying myself in the lies and shadows of Vecna, that when I came to emerge, the light caused me to go blind. I lost my sight that day, by a curse from Eithrial. She cursed me, banishing me to the farthest corner of existance where I would dwell for the rest of eternity; a lost corpse among the other shadows. Forgotten, blind, cursed, abandoned. Vecna did not weep for me, for his last tear dried up long ago. Here I lie, entomed for ever, never to be freed from my prison of secrets. The answers shall never be found, at least not by me. My list to submit... Radiant Pernicious Lost
Airsucker 10-29-05, 09:55 AM	This is the short tale of the Monk/ShadowShifter Araila, whom at one time was the Avatar of Vecna, god of Secrets. This curse that binds me to this world... Can I be nothing more than a forgotten concubine of cruel twisted fate? My name is Araila, I am.. or was, a servant of Vecna. His secrets were an attraction to me... what one would call a fetish. I never met him, but he knew me. He knew my name, my passions, my very inner being. As I grew in power his eyes followed me. I did his command, to the best of my ability. He grew to favor me over the others, choosing me for this final mission. A final mission to assasinate the newly risen godess Eithrial. Eithrial was servant of all the light in the world, and she bore it to the far corners illuminating all that was hidden. Vecna didn't like this. He didn't like this at all. I was a shadow shifter, and highly trained in the Martial Arts. I had become a shadow myself in reality. For so long I hid from the daylight, burying myself in the lies and shadows of Vecna, that when I came to emerge, the light caused me to go blind. I lost my sight that day, by a curse from Eithrial. She cursed me, banishing me to the farthest corner of existance where I would dwell for the rest of eternity; a lost corpse among the other shadows. Forgotten, blind, cursed, abandoned. Vecna did not weep for me, for his last tear dried up long ago. Here I lie, entomed for ever, never to be freed from my prison of secrets. The answers shall never be found, at least not by me. My list to submit... Radiant Pernicious Lost Not bad, but you're about double the word limit and it seems to be about a character that's done with adventuring. With some editing, you could cut your word count and make it a playable character idea. Let me know if you want some help. :)
Alteru 10-29-05, 02:58 PM	Oh my.. Terribly sorry. Thats what I get for doing this late at night. Missed the word count, and forgot the whole thing about it being a PC.... I was wondering why everyone's was so short. :P Revised: My name is Araila, I was, a servant of Vecna.As I grew in power, Vecna watched me. He grew to favor me over others, choosing me for the mission to assasinate the godess of truth and light, Eithrial. I'm a shadow-shifter; trained in Martial Arts. For countless years I hid in the shadows of Vecna. The day I was to complete my mission, I emerged to the light. So brilliant was it, that my sight failed. I lost my vision that day by a curse from Eithrial. My future is uncertain... and who knows where fate may take me. My list to submit... Radiant Pernicious Lost
Atar 11-06-05, 04:22 PM	Whip Taste Mosquito I taste the bittersweet taste of revenge, as I pull my sword from the body of my brother. For thirty years I have fought and trained for this moment. Blood poors inbetween the cracks of the stonecold floor. The day that the last hair in my beard turned grey has been long forgotten. Since the moment I recieved the scars on my back from the whip that was ment for him, I have been training. And now it is done, I have squashed him like the mosquito he was. But what now? What is there in this world but revenge? Fear Knowledge Trapped Here I am, laying shackled in the depths of this filthy dungeon. I am being tortured because I will not relinquish the knowledge my leige has entrusted me with. He does not know I lay here trapped in my own filth. Little do they know I need not fear their iddle threats of vile curses and damnation. But the torture! The pain! Once I get out, I will carry right on in his honour and name. Silence now! Here comes a guard... Metal grinds on stone and I sigh relieved as my neighbor is dragged off to the torture chamber. :D I love this thread *nods* Blood Sewers Velvet edit: A word counter, written in Javascript. (http://www.javascriptkit.com/script/script2/countwords.shtml)
Decree Of Boredom 11-07-05, 09:18 AM	Dead Never Dream
Flaming Axe 11-08-05, 02:52 AM	Originally posted by Atar Blood Sewers Velvet He is a Bard/Dirge Singer “Come to me, children of the night, to feast upon the blood of purity and light.” I chanted to the rising undead. I walk out of the empty sewers singing the tune of the wicked. Enchanting and ensnaring the souls of many innocent victims. Once, long ago, my songs inspired many to greatness, but now my velvet lullabies bewitch the heart and entice the dead from there graves. I walk this earth to bring back my love and return my inspiration. Until then let the chorus from my blackened heart echo through out this unforgiving land. (Please go easy on me, I stink at English and have been know for horrible grammar, and I am new to the boards.)
Atar 11-08-05, 06:03 AM	I think its very original, never thought of that. :) Any list of your own?
Flaming Axe 11-08-05, 06:41 AM	Thanks for the compliment Sorry I forgot my words Stars Toad Nightmares
Flaming Axe 11-08-05, 07:14 AM	Originally posted by Decree Of Boredom Dead Never Dream Warforged fighter/ Reforged I thought I was dead or at least a shell of what mankind made me to be. The wars have been fought, the blood has been spilled and the place for me has been eradicated. To get over the lack of feeling, I became “reforged” to better fit into a world that no longer sees me, but even though I have become less of the mechanical beast I was. I still long for one thing that has never been granted to me, a dream. So I will continue to journey until my dreams of having a one are met.
Harrow Blade 11-08-05, 09:49 PM	Darkness Peace Eternal Darkness is my constant companion now, eyes that once gazed upon magic almost beyond fathoming, now scarred and useless. Peace is my holy grail, ever elusive in the constant whisperings of a mad god. Stripped of all my abilities, gambled away in a lust for power, I now drift alone from town to hovel, offering my healing hands, my last gift, to any who will feed me and endure the ravings that spill from my lips. This curse is seemingly eternal. In tormented darkness I seek the redemption of the light, peace in exchange for my sins.
Harrow Blade 11-08-05, 09:52 PM	betrayal shadow remorse
Harrow Blade 11-08-05, 10:07 PM	Failure Jewelry Fire When is do you call a job a failure? Professional thief, trouble shooter extraordinaire is who I am; never seem a job like this one before though. Commissioned to misappropriate a haul of jewellery from one rival mage for another I excelled and delivered promptly. The shrunken gem golem hidden in the loot had other ideas. Fire balls took out my employer before he could blink but some sort of backlash destroyed the golem, exploding into razor shards. I’m now wearing a king’s ransom in my flesh and the building I’m in is blazing inferno, failure? No way, challenge? yes.
Fithero 11-08-05, 10:14 PM	Apocalypse Stand Hero Thats a bit specific, but it should be interesting :P Later
Harrow Blade 11-08-05, 10:26 PM	orginally posted by Fithero Child Pet Friend This winter had been harsh, the only other so fierce was when I was a child, that season that the great mountain cats came down into the valleys for food, not all survived. I spent that winter rearing a cub half starved and frozen, sharing my meagre food with my new friend but could not keep him long as a pet. This is my coming of age, bring the pelt of a mountain cat to become a man, do not and become feed for the hungry cats. I would rather be a child with a friend than a man without.
Harrow Blade 11-08-05, 10:43 PM	Apocalypse Stand Hero Thats a bit specific, but it should be interesting :P Later Hero’s are not born they are made; at least that’s what I am told. Those words run through my head as I stand in the doorway, sword in hand, sweat running into my eyes as I stare down the runway into the arena. An apocalypse blood, screams, death and applause awaits me and the hundred other competitors. Hefting the blade I walk out onto the hot sand under the gaze of thousands, they chant for death and for them I will become it, today I will hack my way to survival, today they make me a Hero.
Airsucker 11-11-05, 10:04 AM	Oh my.. Terribly sorry. Thats what I get for doing this late at night. Missed the word count, and forgot the whole thing about it being a PC.... I was wondering why everyone's was so short. :P Revised: My name is Araila, I was, a servant of Vecna.As I grew in power, Vecna watched me. He grew to favor me over others, choosing me for the mission to assasinate the godess of truth and light, Eithrial. I'm a shadow-shifter; trained in Martial Arts. For countless years I hid in the shadows of Vecna. The day I was to complete my mission, I emerged to the light. So brilliant was it, that my sight failed. I lost my vision that day by a curse from Eithrial. My future is uncertain... and who knows where fate may take me. My list to submit... Radiant Pernicious Lost Much better. :clap: Sorry I didn't comment sooner. I've been hooked on Civ III for a few days. For this month's theme: good seven choice
Phaerdal Osostar 11-13-05, 11:58 AM	Very nice thread. Here's my list: Cunning Rebel Horn
shadowsofwhite 11-15-05, 05:52 AM	the lists I used: favored chosen curse fake inhuman flesh darkness peace eternal cold holy unrelenting hollow regret suffering blood water smoke veins immortal dying A hopeless monk that can't bear to end his own life. (exactly 100 words, twas tough, but I did it :behold: ) Now I scour the darkness, searching these cold, hollow dungeons for peace. Black veins course my flesh and pulse with tainted blood; and regret clouds my mind, like black smoke, a curse, how I wish I could change. I have forsaken all that is holy, the gods have proven their promises fake. If I don't alter the path I have chosen, immortality shall be imposed, making my unrelenting pain and suffering eternal. I will become inhuman, forever drowning in the water of agony, forever dying. Through time, all I have favored will be lost; nevertheless, I will stay my course. here's my list for you all taint bleed fallen
Harrow Blade 11-16-05, 01:29 AM	Wow. that was quite an effort and all in 100 words. There have been so many good submissions here. another three words to add to the pot are:- insatiable magnificent light
Always-Late 11-16-05, 01:58 AM	Sigh... the only thing harder than trying to write is trying to figure out what to purge. If I could have had twenty more words.another three words to add to the pot are:- insatiable magnificent lightHow long I wandered I do not know, but in the darkness I stumbled upon a candle, and I gazed upon the magnificence of light, and the veil was lifted. There I drank in the light and glory of that candle - for a minute I was freed. All lights must burn out, though, and so I turned. I could not forget. Through the years, I dreamt of and searched for a light. A century, and not the haven of warmth nor the softness of mist could keep me long from my search. And my three words? Energy Fountain Star
Elbethamore 11-17-05, 12:57 PM	Some more words Ankle Sticky Butterfly
shadowsofwhite 11-17-05, 03:09 PM	The lists knowledge compulsion dirt limited wicked (whoever posted this list is a deity for knowing of the musical) green child pet friend apocalypse stand hero undead merchant sausages dead never dream hatred lust wounded The profile yes, another seven list stretch, I enjoy the challenge. I have way too much time on my hands. This one explains itself. Abandoned as a child, I was left to fend for myself. I slept on the dirt with my pet badger, whom I had found wounded, nearly dead. I gained much knowledge from my woodland home, learning to control my lust and compulsion, due to limited resources. A merchand, who called me friend, offered me a home. "NEVER!" I rebuked, making off with his sausages. A wicked man barged unto my hallow with mumblings of a prophetic dream about undead and the apocalypse. With my hatred for the unnatural, I made a stand as a hero of the green, a druid. The list for you all faun pogrom dray that's tough, three completely random words, not ordinary ones either.
shadowsofwhite 11-25-05, 02:25 AM	:bump: I had to, this was just too fun for me to let die. I still want to see if someone can out do me. :fight!: Happy turkey day anyways... :turkey:
Airsucker 11-26-05, 11:16 AM	Ok, try this: turkey fight fun :crazy: :turkey:
Airsucker 12-07-05, 11:14 AM	pretty acid poetry Evelda stood strong and tall, yet pretty in a way. Her beauty was a problem to her and she had grown an acid tongue and a savage wit. She'd be a catch for any party that could stand her. She'd long tired of men seeing her as a potential bedwarmer instead of a companion with a strong swordarm. Her movement was poetry to watch. Her grace was nearly unnatural. Evelda was the best and the brightest sword of her generation and she was ready to prove it.
Airsucker 12-09-05, 11:04 AM	My list to submit... Radiant Pernicious Lost She is the radient one. The one who is promised, the one who shall cleanse our land of evil and foulness. She is the pernicious one who will snuff out the shadow of evil. The vile ones will die by her sword. The mountain of their parts will make a path that she will climb to the heavens. We will not see her lost to mere monster slayers and grubbers of treasure. She is meant for greater things than your dirty dungeon delving. How about: bind dive song
WhtKnt 12-09-05, 11:45 AM	Let's see, I'll do a word list first, then I'll work on a submission. How about... Blind Faith Fire
WhtKnt 12-09-05, 12:01 PM	bind dive songThe dirge drifted through the common room of the tavern. The singer, a young woman of perhaps twenty winters strummed the strings of the lute idly. This was hardly the life of which she had dreamt; singing for coppers in waterfront dives. The tale was a sad one, a mournful tune about a man bound by an evil curse that weighed heavily upon him. And then she saw the figure enter. There was no mistaking him. He walked with strong, steady steps, but his face betrayed the weight that hung over him. She gasped as recognition swept over her.
Dramorez 07-28-06, 05:54 AM	hollow betrayal suffering I felt hollow as I plunged the dagger in her chest. Did she really deserve this? Yes... She had betrayed me, betrayed our love, doomed me to years of suffering and wondering why, why she felt the need to covet that loathsome fool. He meant only to use her, and I have released her, in all my benevolence. Dariak's chains will not budge as he tries to release himself. He regrets his actions now, I'm sure, but too late, far too late. Let's see how long he can withstand the suffering. Blind Faith Fire "Yes, I am blind. I cannot see you, but I smell you -- feel your prescence. I know not only where you are, but where you'll be -- your muscles tell it all, the sound of your hearth reveals your thoughts. You fools of faith expelled me for my ideas, bathed me in you so called 'holy fires' to cleanse me... You have done nothing more than release me from the chackles of ignorance, and now, I will return the favor." I bathed in their blood and gore, but the thirst for vengeance is never stilled... More need to feel my power. turkey fight fun People always made fun of my abilities, and I suppose I can understand. Who would ever even consider fighting with those weapons? When I was training at the beach though, children sure enjoyed the spectacle! Soon I was dubbed the 'deadly chicken of Denmarl' and people from all over came to watch my tricks and moves. I realised it was time for a carreer change... After all, wielding turkeys has always been more entertaining than deadly! Dead Never Dream As I looked up the massive wall, I knew we would never be able to climb it in our current state. Two of our company had serious injuries, and they would collapse before long. It has always been a dream of mine, exploring the wilderness of Xen'drik, but with the hordes of dead currentle chasing us... It seems more of a nightmare. The moans of the ghouls were approaching, and our path of escape cut. As I drew my Elven longsword I knew we'd probably not make it.... But there's no harm in trying!
Devlonir 07-28-06, 06:01 PM	<mispost, sorry, had a major error in it, read next post>
Devlonir 07-28-06, 06:02 PM	The lists The list for you all faun pogrom dray that's tough, three completely random words, not ordinary ones either. Man, had to look up the meanings of those.. but here comes my try. Just to make it easy, i'll also add the descriptions i found of the words first faun: Any of a group of rural deities represented as having the body of a man and the horns, ears, tail, and sometimes legs of a goat. po·grom: An organized, often officially encouraged massacre or persecution of a minority group, especially one conducted against Jews. dray: A low, heavy cart without sides, used for haulage. Here comes my try.. I fought during the Last War, first for my Brelish homeland, but soon i fought for Thrane, to defend the Silver Flame's holy lands. I was a good and loyal servant of the Flame during those years, but it all changed that day. That day, we were ordered to march into the Eldeen Reaches and look for suspected werewolf activity in a small rural community. When we arrived, we found women and children, but most of the men had left town. The priest ordered us to start killing the women and children. That would make the werewolf hiders come out! But after the last mother and child were killed, nobody had come out yet. After this, we were ordered to stack the corpses on a pair of drays to carry them into the woods. It was then, that i lost track of my comrades and got lost. And that's where i met it, a creature with the body of a man and the horns, ears, tail, and legs of a goat. It was some form of Fey and it made me watch what i did to the people in the town and where all their men were as this happened. It was then that i saw that the reason they were not present, was because all of the town's men were already killed or fighting in the War. I quickly deserted for the second time and fled to the first ship to Xen'Drik. I hope that here in Stormreach, I can somehow attone for my crimes.. A bit long, probably over limit. But i think the extra words are worth it :)
Dramorez 07-29-06, 05:02 AM	It seems I have forgotten to make a list of my own... Apologies Allow me to correct my mistake: Thrall Council Quell Enjoy.
Devlonir 07-29-06, 05:20 AM	oh yea, me too. Badgers Mushrooms Hatred