The Last of the Great Age
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Thread Topic: The Last of the Great Age
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Igneous soon realized he was very close to the border of his clan, and was about to enter the sword clan territory. Based on what he was seeing, they didn't have it as well as his clan did. The fire was still everywhere, and no life such as trees or grass was away from the fire and destruction that came before he had. Vulcan, are you active?
Vulcan: for the most part, igneous.
Igneous looks around and sees nothing else of interest. who caused all of this destruction?
Vulcan: a brutal gang of warriors who call themselves the blood clan, and fittingly so.
"..." Igneous pauses for a second, and continues to walk towards the border. what are my current chances of being able to kill every member as of right now?
Vulcan: one to one hundred.
"Damn it..." Igneous shuts off Vulcan and uses his heat vision to scan any remaining bodies, checking if any were alive. -
Can we just go ahead if the person is choosing not to respond? .-.)
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Blythe was nearing the border,but could not cross.Blythe just couldn't.Blythe dragged her feet all the way around the border,quietly.
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(Sorry. I was watching my favourite youtube channel person play SSBB with two other cool youtube channel people. :3)
Presta inspected the area she was in. The area, and the bodies. Almost everyone had their weapons sheathed or put away. She realized that her sword was still sheathed as well. Had they not noticed anything before their home was reduced to rubble?
Constance eventually found her way back to the centre of the Archer Clan's land. She found bodies on her way, and doubted that they were still alive. Everything still looked organized and calm. Almost like she was living normally then poof her home was destroyed. -
Igneous suddenly stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw a shape in the distance, but the dust of the dead battlefield blocked a good view of the person so igneous decided to play it safe and get his dual pistols ready.
"Hello being, I am igneous of the sniper clan. I come in search of survivors, but it seems your clan was slaughtered just as much as mine was."
(It's okay. You didn't take nearly as long as cake.) -
Just skip cakes turn dude, she's busy chatting off in the lounge. .-.)
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*sigh* this is why I made Vulcan. .-.)
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Segment 1: the Vulcan monologs
Igneous sits on the floor of his home, Christmas morning, age of 3 months old. He was a baby cyborg at the time, aaaand... Yeah, I know it's hard to believe cyborgs have children. Let it sink in. It sunk in yet? Good. Igneous heard his mother come down, holding a small present, no bigger than a nickel. Igneous tore off the paper in excitement when he was handed his gift, and what he received was a small chip, or his first and only A.I system, Vulcan. Igneous immediately asked his mother to insert it into the back of his head, and in no time at all, igneous was then programmed with igneous as his personal partner and... Well, maybe not friends, but close relatives more like it.
Vulcan: hello igneous, I am Vulcan. I will be your A.I, or artificial intelligence. How are you?
Igneous smiled in amazement, happy his acquaintance was working perfectly. "I'm great! What can you do?" Asked igneous.
Vulcan: [i]i am made to allow you access to certain abilities such as heat vision and heat scans, system check ups, and basically maintaining your body as a whole.
Igneous shrugged with little interest. "Can you do anything cool?"
Vulcan: i can help you defend yourself from others by upgrading your hard drive and RAM to process faster, allowing swifter movement and stronger punches. I can also increase the graphics on your processor to allow a more exact aim, and better gunmanship in general.
Igneous grinned, for he knew this was a great beginning to an eternal partnership.
End of [the Vulcan monologs] episode 1.) -
(Sorry... I fell asleep... ^_^'
How about... If the person who we're waiting for is online and hasn't posted in 30 minutes we can skip them.
If the person is offline then wait a few hours before skipping. This rule mainly applies during the evening and night because of school during the day.)
Presta jumped slightly when she heard a voice. Had someone survived? Then she heard the words 'Sniper Clan' and her eyes narrowed. She didn't hear the rest of his speech as she was appalled that a member of that clan would come here now.
"Are you the one who did this," she asked, bitterness totally audible in the question. She moved her right hand to the hilt of her blade. -
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Igneous approached her slowly. "Not at all. My clan was decimated like yours, so much, in fact, they look almost identical now. I had trouble finding the border because the vast diffrences in our territory's are no longer there, but instead dried up dirt."
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Presta frowned. She had to remember that it was the Sniper's deceitful claims that caused the war in the first place. Was he telling the truth? She honestly couldn't tell. "Then why come here?"
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"Why not? Your the only other clan willing to face off against what the sniper clan once was, so you seem like the most fitting ally." Igneous turns around and sees if anyone's been following him.
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(Where is Cake... .-.)
"I guess that that is a valid point," she said. But her real question still remained unanswered, "But why would you need an ally? Even if your expiation of why you're here makes some sense, why are you looking for help?" -
Up a butt and around the corner XP)
Igneous stopped his search and glared back at her. "Revenge."
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