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    LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Alwe
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    Private LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Post by Alwe on 12th June 2018, 9:38 pm


    It was nice leaving the mountains to find more mountains, and then leaving those mountains to find something more akin to a desert. The only difference was that the desert was occupied by various settlements and one large town, mainly built as if it were a castle. Ace of Spades, they called it, or at least that was what the dreamweaver heard as she passed by the people, talking amongst each other with unconcealed dreams. It was easy to pick up a stray thought that ran away from a mind or two, after all.

    The blonde noticed something uncanny about the place, however. Coated all over random buildings walls, barrels, street objects, and more were various circles with symbols inscribed within them. Some of the circles appeared to hold runes from languages long forgotten, while others seemed more straight forward, with simplistic symbols that had no other purpose than to call on magic. Something was up, and it had everyone in the town on edge-- it was no wonder she had been attracted here.

    Continuing on with a smug expression and her hands in her pockets, the dreamweaver gazed to and fro at the circles, the townspeople, and the investigators that had gone to look into the strange phenomenon. This place was delicious, and it would only get better. After a few hours worth of tireless walking, the pieces of the puzzle began to form a complete picture. All at once, the circles would begin to glow, and out from them would pour armies of admirable atrocities. Swarms of monster rats, minions of the fire, miniature goblins, and wasps of hell would begin pouring from the circles, as if they were portals to some uncanny, ravenous dimension.

    A giddy grin grew on the features of the young dreamweaver, who could feel the panic and fear levels of the city drastically increasing by the heartbeat. Standing in the middle of the street, unfazed by the commotion, as she watched the chaos ensue with satisfaction and happiness dancing in her green eyes.


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    That Adopted Kid
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    Private Re: LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Post by That Adopted Kid on 13th June 2018, 12:35 am

    Ace of spades, home to the long-running guild Sabertooth. Sharp was nervous being in this area, she knew her task and what she had to do, but being around so many who were so powerful caused her to worry about having to be reforged and yelled at. Sharp hadn't failed yet, she didn't intend to, but she was running a high risk by being here. Perhaps Sharp shouldn't be nervous about what was going to go down, but she worried all the same. With the flick of some shadows, Sharp appeared within a dimly lit room, the screams of tormented souls rang within. Someone was attempting to court death, but not call back the next day, and Sharp was about to become deaths parent and beat the crap out of the one and done.

    Within the chamber, the echoes of the departed rang true, and the symbols on the walls bled with pulsing energy. Approaching from the dim corners Sharp prepared to make her mark when the one in the center chuckled.

    "You are too late. it has already begun, the invasion cannot be stopped." it sounded really scary, but Sharp didn't care about it, she was going to finish this guy off and then be on her way. Reaching out the darkness itself choked the man with its edgy attack of emo power and as the life left him all he could do was get out a few chuckles before falling to the ground dead. The room's darkness fled as the runes on the walls lit up and suddenly buzzing could be heard throughout the entire town. The place was being attacked by a horde of wasp-like creatures hell-bent on killing or controlling everyone. His death was the trigger. Sharp's job was complete, but now she was responsible for these people suffering... of course, she could always gather their energy and that's exactly what her boss wanted her to do. It was brutality but Sharp was ready to continue her raid. Leaving the room she appeared from the alleyways to see all the carnage and destruction occurring. A dark gaze in her eye Sharp began to damage those around her, seeming to suck the very life from their bones, all the while having the various creatures attempt to attack her only to realize what she was missing for their sustenance. She was becoming invisible to the terror and the true monster here all in one go. Sharp knew she might not get everyone who was attacked or all of the creatures but she was going to go until she stopped moving.

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    Alwe
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    Private Re: LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Post by Alwe on 13th June 2018, 7:34 pm


    The death and fear to be sensed was delicious to the ever hungry dreamweaver. To humans who had no experience using combat magic, they were quickly overrun and killed by the consistent flow of monsters. A couple of goblins dared to leap at the dreamweaver, but only fell completely through her. Naturally, it did hurt a little for the incorporeal dream, but she was not going to let pathetic little creatures with no other purpose than to cause chaos for her enjoyment get to physically make contact with her.

    There was an interesting region with a lot more activity and commotion, however, which led the dreamweaver to begin moving once again. The streets were now lined with bodies of all sorts-- some barely alive, some dead, some cowering in fear, some charred and burned, some bloodied and battered, and some poisoned from wasp stings. All in all, it was a good day, and as the fear rose, so did the dream’s excitement and contentment. Though, she was not satiated just yet. The blonde moved towards the source of the chaos, and lo and beyond-- there was a girl with red hair and a smaller chest, freely killing just about everyone she could, be they monster or human.

    “Hello, friend,” the dreamweaver began with a grin, taking a couple of steps towards the ginger. Hopefully, the girl would not attack the blonde too quickly. After all, she only wanted to talk for now, without a death.


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    That Adopted Kid
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    Private Re: LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Post by That Adopted Kid on 13th June 2018, 11:12 pm

    Sharp had only one objective, the utter destruction of those in the area. She didn't want to do it, not really, but orders were orders. She could sense some fighting back the tides of monsters in the distance, which meant there wasn't much time before the proper authorities and people of power arrived to ruin the harvest Sharp was reaping. Slices of shows at the hells ensured people fell to their own demise as the sky was blotted out with the swarms of wasps and other horrors. While they initially attempted to prey on Sharp, there was nothing for them to gain on her body, for she had very little inside of her. eventually, the swarm bypassed her and merely took down those who were too weak to avoid the attacks. Crushed under the weight of the poison and mass they were easy prey for the silent stalker as their life energies were drained away, fuel for a distant fire.

    As the corpses started to pile up throughout the town, one who seemed immune to the panic called out to Sharp, calling her a friend. Sharp had to think of something cool to say right now.

    "I don't have any friends, only those who die and those who are lucky. So which are you?"

    Sharp said trying to make her voice appear more ominous than normal, yeah that was totally a cool line. She had this in the bag.




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    Alwe
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    Private Re: LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Post by Alwe on 14th June 2018, 8:10 pm

    The words that the red headed girl shot back at the dreamweaver were surprising and amusing. Like that one exceed she had met a short time ago, this person also seemed like one of those who would put the emo playlists on repeat. Perhaps it said something about the blonde, seeing as these types were the people she continuously was running into.

    “Edgy-- I like it,”
    the blonde commented with a snicker, before focusing on the actual question at hand. “I’d consider myself lucky~” she answered, while also noting that she had never actually gotten lucky. Such a thing was not on her priority list, after all.

    Fortunately, the killer lady did not seem in any position to outright attack the blonde just yet, so the dreamweaver dared to take a few steps closer, intrigued by the small one who could murder so easily. “You don’t seem scared at all by those monsters. Tell me, though, why are you killing the people~?” she asked with genuine curiosity, and an amiable smile lacing her lips. “Don’t get me wrong, I think your work is fabulous, and I’m not about to turn you in. I just wish to know why.”

    The dreamweaver was ever curious about reality, motives, ideals, and goals. What did people use to motivate themselves in a three dimensional world? It contrasted greatly from surreality, after all, and the immigrant from Dreamland desired to learn all that she could.



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    Private Re: LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Post by That Adopted Kid on 15th June 2018, 8:44 pm

    "Why I am killing people is on a need to know basis, and you don't need to--"

    Sharp was cut off before she could continue as two sabertooth guild members arrived on the scene. Looking towards the center of the carnage more guild members showed up and with them, the fall of the beasts was all but assured.

    "Hey you, what do you think you are doing!"

    One of them yelled as Sharp finished gutting a man on the corner of the street, and readied his magic to fight against the menace. Sharp didn't have much time to tell the blonde what was going on or even help her out, not that she fully wanted to right now. Perhaps she would meet up with her again, besides a couple dozen kills was better than nothing to appease the beast within.

    "Run towards the swarm and past them, you'll escape. bye."

    With that Sharp vanished into the shadows and the mages turned their attention on Veve, or at least as much as they cared to while the beasts were attacking.


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    Alwe
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    Private Re: LONE DIGGING ▲ event

    Post by Alwe on 16th June 2018, 8:47 pm

    A need to know basis, was it? Well, it was a good thing that the dreamweaver needed to know! Unfortunately, the fun was cut short by the approach of two other magicians. Both bore the image of a silhouetted saber tooth tiger head. Recognizing it as a guild mark, the blonde could only wonder what their guild was named. Perhaps it was called ‘Saber Tooth’, which would be fitting. ‘Tiger Fang’ was another, actually, and sounded cooler in the dreamweaver’s opinion. However, now was not a time to be daydreaming.

    The mages seemed angry at witnessing the red-headed girl kill someone, and questioned her. The ginger left some words for the dreamweaver, and then vanished into the shadows. Did she actually need to escape? Why run so soon, when the atmosphere was delicious, after all. Besides, the blonde had not killed anyone so far, and was merely dodging monsters the couple times they attacked. “Seems she got away. If you two were supposed to stop her, you did your job. If you were meant to catch her, you failed,” the dreamweaver verbally observed. “Well, I’ll be on my way. There’s no more fun to be had here~”

    With those words, the blonde-haired girl would vanish in a flash of light, at least from the present situation. She was not yet finished with Ace of Spades, but she did not need Tiger Fang guildmembers on her rear, suspecting her of anything too soon.



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