Radaghast

[size=1][b]I'm not in marching/concert band, but I get a whole lot of the atmosphere: My brother is a trumpet section leader and my father is parent president of the band. Me? I'm only in stage(jazz) band. I would be thrilled to be involved in something like marching band. Only I'm not in shape enough to march, so I could pass by in the pit. The Sugarbowl trip was amazing. I have so many friends in band. I know pretty much all of our trumpet section. Which lead to the multiple movie nights. Which we had two nights ago. Matt(sorry, superfreak07) knows. Words of wisdom: You're not my real daddy. Wow, that's starting to get off topic. But I'd like to say this: Band is much funner than orchestra will ever be. Jazz Band, however, is another story.[/b][/size]

[size=1][i]Click[/i] [b]"What the--"[/b] [i]Click[/i] Sam tore the gun from his forhead. [b]"What the hell is wrong with this thing?"[/b] [i][b]You still have purpose to live.[/b][/i] [b]"Who the hell are you?"[/b] Sam tried to yell at the voice entering his head. As he did, a scream threatened to tear his thought apart. He dropped to his knees, hands clutching his head. Now his shoulder started to throb. It was beyond him why that part of his body chose to feel like it was slowly being pulled out of it's socket, but it did. As suddenly as it started, the scream stopped. Sam regained his footing and walked out of the armory. ______________________ Sam entered the cockpit to see Allen and Satell sitting. They were visibly shaken. [b]"I thought you said you weren't going to come back."[/b] Allen said in a thin voice. [b]"Plans change. Sometimes for the good, but not always."[/b] Sam sat down in the pilots seat. [b]"Like Tex. I hoped when we got back to earth, we would settle down. Now look at her."[/b] Sam weakly gestured over to Tex's body, still covered with Sam's shirt. Sam began to cry. Both Allen and Satell knew that the could not comfort their friend; he would have to get through this on his own. After he had finished crying, Sam asked a question, looking for hope. [b]"Who else is alive?"[/b][/size]

[size=1][b]I have something to add: Why can only people with the status Member or above adopt. Don't some Newbies and/or Junior Members have an adequate understanding of the system? Some of these people (myself included) are just picky about where they post.[/b][/size]

[size=1]Tilion hung shackled by the wrists. His wings hang limp, as if too tired to carry on. Sweat gleamed on his forehead from the constant inferno that is the underworld. His naked chest bloody from constant lashings from whips held by the demons. Every few hours, which felt like eons to Tilion, a demon would come by and try to interrogate him. But Tilion would never give up his secrets. They had piled his comrade's bodies in front of him. The sight at such splendour destroyed made Tilion extremely weak. [b][i]They all fought and died for what they believed in.[/i][/b] This was his only comforting thought at the sight. [b][i]That is how I will leave also, fighting for what is right: Justice.[/i][/b][/size]

[size=1]Sam arrived in the armory with tears still on his cheeks. He looked around, slightly confused. He had never been in this room before. [b]"Where are all the damn guns?[/b] Sam finally figured that they were in the banks of lockers. Funny how emotion can blind you. Sam fumbled one of the doors open. It was full of helmets and body-suits. [b]Wrong one.[/b] He continued opening them until he found the right one. The handguns. He pulled one out and checked the ammunition. It was full, and the safety off. [b]"Good. My love, I will soon be with you.[/b] Sam raised the gun to his temple. He pulled the trigger. ________ OOC: Again, be patient. I have something planned. So don't post something about hearing a gun-shot.[/size]

[size=1]Sam sat on his knees, not wanting to comprehend what had happened. He just couldn't bring himself to. [b][i]But she's dead, and you can't change that.[/i][/b] Sam continued to cry. Allen put his hand on Sam's shoulder. [b]"I know it's hard, Sam, bu-" "No you don't," [/b]Sam cut him off,[b] "You have no idea."[/b] Sam looked down at his deceased love. [b]"Why did you leave me?"[/b] Sam whispered. He used his fingers to pull her eyelids over her eyes. [b]"If you won't come back, I'll just go to you.[/b] Sam lay Tex's body gently on the ground. He took off his shirt and lay it over Tex's face. [b]"Good-bye my love."[/b] Sam looked at Allen. [b]"Take good care of her, I don't plan on coming back."[/b] [b]"Sam, where are you going?"[/b] [b]"Don't follow me please."[/b] Sam looked in his Captain's eye, then left. __________ OOC: That applies to all of you. I have something planned.[/size]

[size=1][b]All OOC: I agree with Baron's suggestion. You can get the choice of whether you want to live. At it leaves room for a sequel. Though, once this is decided; I request that all OOC posts be deleted to keep the fluency of this RP. It's up to KOTR.[/b][/size]

[color=green][B]Category 1: general The Fellowship of the Ring [/b] (Each question increases in difficulty) 1. What gift is Frodo Baggins given by his uncle, Bilbo? [b]Sting and a shirt of Mithril[/b] 2. Who captured Merry and Pippin in the Old Forest? [b]Tom Bombadil[/b] 3. What great evil did Gandalf fight in the mines of Moria? [b]A balrog[/b] 4. What gift was Gimli given upon departing the forest of Lothlorien? [b]Three of Galadriel's hairs[/b] 5. What do the elves refer to Gandalf as? [b]Mithrandir[/b] 6. Who bore Frodo to Rivendell? [b]Glorfindel[/b] 7. What was the significance of the lake outside the EAST gate of Moria? [b]Location of Durin's crown[/b] 8. What derogatory name did Bill Ferny lay upon Aragorn in Bree? [b]Longshanks[/b] 9. How many Ringwraiths attacked at Crickhollow? [b]Five[/b] 10. What race is Goldberry? [b]Maiar[/b] [/color] [color=blue] [b]Category 2: general The Two Towers [/b] 1. Who is the king of Rohan? [b]Theoden[/b] 2. Besides the name Wormtounge, what name does the servant to saruman go by? [b]Grima[/b] 3. Where was the battle that ended the life of Boromir of Gondor? [b]The battle of Amon Hen?[/b] 4. What sword killed Shelob? [b]N/A[/b] 5. What ent is named after Fangorn forest? [b]Hrum Hoom, that would be Treebeard[/b] 6. Who killed Theodred, son of Theoden? [b]N/A[/b] 7. What waterfall was Boromir?s body sent over? [b]The Fall of Rauros?[/b] 8. Who appeared with Gandalf over helms deep with over two thousand riders? [b]Erkenbrand[/b] 9. Name 2 Uruk-Hai. [b]N/A[/b] 10. What were the final six words Gandalf said to Saruman the White? [b]"Saruman, your staff is broken. Go!"[/b] [/color] [color=indigo] [b]Category 3: general The Return of the King [/b] 1. What was the name of Gandalf?s horse? [b]Shadowfax[/b] 2. What city was beseiged by the forces of Mordor? [b]Osgiliath, then Minas Tirith[/b] 3. Who did Aragorn marry? [b]Arwen[/b] 4. What was planted on Mt. Mindolluin as a symbol of Gondor? [b]A Mallorn Tree[/b] 5. Who led the armies of Mordor after the Witch King died? [b]The Mouth of Sauron[/b] 6. What path did Aragorn take out of Dunharrow? [b]The Paths of the Dead[/b] 7. What one person stood before the Nazgûl Lord without injury? [b]Gandalf the White[/b] 8. Name three elves that stood before the Black Gates with Aragorn? [b]The only one I can remember is Legolas[/b] 9. What ship-haven did Aragorn and the Dead men of Dunharrow re-take? [b]Umbar[/b] 10. After Theoden?s great speech ended at Pellenor fields with "Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!" What specific, uber-cool action did the King of the Mark take? [b]He blew his horn asunder.[/b] [/color] [color=darkred] [b] Category: Random pick , Geography [/b] (5 questions, so as not to test your nerve ;), no difficulty order) 1. Name the three greatest peaks of the misty mountains. [b]Baraz, Zirak, Shathur?[/b] 2. What was the realm of elves in mirkwood named (after a person). [b]I'm just going to guess. Greenwood. At least I took a shot at it.[/b] 3. What great city within Gondor was called "the prince?s realm" and mastered by Imrahil? [b]Minas Tirith[/b] 4. What mound of land did Aragorn die upon? 5. Name the ruins that in sindarin mean "north fortress." [b]Angband?[/b] [/color] Eh, I did my best without looking at the book. Edit: Fixed a spelling error.

[size=1][b]"Maybe I should have just stayed home."[/b] Mark looked around uncomfortably at his surroundings. Stark white living space. He was ok with the lighting, but he had his own place to sleep. It is complete culture shock. His own bed, bathroom, shower, all alien to him. The others he walked by took it all in fine; all of them used to having their own homes. He saw how they had looked at him. They saw him as a freak, someone turned out by society. They don't understand what it's like to know you had something before the war started, and then loose it. Mother always said: At least you're here. [b]"To do what, Ma? Mug and kill some guy? Somebody who was meant to do something?"[/b] Mark yelled up at the ceiling, not caring if anyone heard. [b]"Now look where I am, filling in for him! How am I supposed to do that?"[/b] Mark looked up, waiting for an answer from his mother to drop down from heaven. None came. ___________ Mark settled himself down by taking the first shower in his life. He finally figured out where to put all of the soaps and liquids, and came out smelling the best he has ever in his life. He discarded his rags, favoring the comfortable cotton robe. He stepped out of the steaming room, pulling his long hair to the outside of the robe. He settled down underneath his blankets, and slept the only deep sleep he had ever experienced.[/size]

[size=1][b]"Holy shit sir, is he ok?"[/b] Sam asked, genuienly concerned. [b]"It doesn't matter, just get us the hell away from here."[/b] Chubb screamed back into the comm. Sam tore his eyes away from the camera monitors where he had watched the dramatic re-entrance of Van. Now he had to focus on getting everyone out of the kill-radius. Sam's hands flew to the control. He set the speed, and watched the EH's self-destruct timer count itself down. His eyes darted back to the cameras. Chubb was gone, but Trini was patching up Van. He looked to another monitor to see Chubb speeding toward the cockpit. 60 seconds. They were almost out. Sam turned the PA on. [b]"Everyone would do well to fasten themselves securely to a chair, this is going to be one hell of a bump."[/b] He saw Trini quickly trying to get safety straps over Van. 50 seconds. Chubb rushed in. [b]"How are we doing? Are we going to make it?"[/b] [b]"Don't worry about it; we're good."[/b] 30 seconds. [b]"So captain, what are you going to do when we get home?"[/b] [b]"Now is not the time, Sam."[/b] [b]"I think I'm going to ask Tex out for coffee."[/b] Sam said, ignoring Chubb. 20 seconds. [b]"Maybe we could double date. You know, with you and Satell."[/b] [b]"How the hell do you know about that?!"[/b] [b]"You guys should pick some private areas,"[/b] Sam said, pointing to the bank of computer monitors, [b]"I can see pretty much everything except the crew quarters and the restrooms...."[/b] [b]"At least we know what you do in your' spare time..."[/b] 10 seconds. Sam went to the PA. [b]"Everyone, brace yourselves!"[/b] 5...4..... 3 2 1....[/size]

[size=1][b]I used to have te Discovery CD, but it was cracked in half two years ago. Eh. What I remember of it was all positive. I was so fanatically into it that I had memorized time-marks of where cool parts were. I have another CD of theirs that I believe is titled Teachers, though I'm not sure. It is not nearly as good as Discovery. So far, they're the only techno band(?) I can stand to listen to, myself not being a big fan of the genre.[/b][/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Tilion [b]Appearance:[/b] Tilion is an Angel of great beauty. His handsome face is thin, giving no thought to indulgence of any kind. His nose is small, lips thin, but eyes of great light, as if all the brilliance of heaven in encased within. His blonde hair is long and in intricate braids, which cascades down his back from his strong, golden helmet, which is by far more dazzling than the most noble and rich mortal king. His silver armor is etched with complex designs written in green. The most notable is two leaves on his breastplate falling toward his torso. His armor stops halfway down his thigh, surrendering to spirals of grass weaving that lead down to his sandals. His wings, very large and with some of the same weaving of his sandals, fold out into a span far more brilliant than any eagle. [b]Personality:[/b] Tilion is a proud angel, posessing what the Middlings call 'chivalry'. This trait might have been developed from his orders; his superiors in the Court of Angels assigning him to protect the underdog. This has developed a sort of pity towards the lesser beings. He obeys his orders to their full extent, never going out of the line of duty. In his down-time, Tilion chooses to help the poor and un-influental. Those people being the home-less and the simple peasants who work the field. This perhaps is the reason his superiors in the Court are considering having him protect the Policidal. OOC: I used my appearance from another RP with angels; I felt it was good enough to do myself justice in this.[/size]

[size=1]OOC: I deeply regret not posting very much in here. This story has evolved so much. [b]IC: Tilion knew not of the return of Artemus, nor the triumph of the Angels and Half-Dragons. He and his hunting group of angels had infiltrated hell. For the taste of his angels and himself, hell was a painful place to even look at. Before him were rivers of mixed lava and blood; the never quite able to die strewn about. The sinners were moaning, the demons were going about, punishing and torturing. Behind him were bodies of demons, the rivers drained, sinners released from their torture for the time being. ____________ As his party had done the whole way towards the palace, they waited for a group of demons to pass. That is when they would slaughter the foul beasts. As they got closer to the epicenter of evil, it grew harder to slaughter without notice. He and his men would kill a patrol, only to attract more demons than before. He started losing men. With every angel killed the area would darken and grow in heat. This continued until Tilion was alone. Fighting off the unholy horde, Tilion became overwhelmed. He was beaten to the ground. He remained there until picked up by the demon captain. The grip was tight around his neck. The demon's face was sickening and twisted. "Let go of me, demon scum." Tilion's eyes glowed defiantly. The demon spit in his face. "We have our trump card."[/b][/size]

[size=1][b]I admit that I didn't know any of the things about the diploma being kept. But just look at the domino effect that the loss of funding causes. There [i]will[/i] always be someone who just doesn't care about their education and causes this to happen.[/b][/size]

[size=1][b]Name: Mark Ashley Age: 26 Gender: Male Specialty: Fists(Dirty fighting) Weapons: A long knife concealed in his rags which he uses to stab his victims. Also, an old pistol which almost always backfires, so he uses it as a blunt weapon. Appearance: Living on the streets, Mark has not had a shower for years, and a decent meal for months. His black hair and beard is long and greasy, and the only thing left on his little arms is muscle. His hands are calloused and dirty. He scavenges dumpsters for clothes, and all he has found are old, torn up shirts, green khakis which were once tan, and tattered gloves. He has no shoes, leaving his feet bruised and blistered. Bio: Mark has never known a home. He was raised in the streets of Istanbul, where his family had lived ever since the terrible days when senseless destruction ran rampant. Lucky his family was, suffering no mutations from the radiation. Mark was taught to prey on the weak and un-guarded. He forgot that rule one day, and was cast out of the city for attacking a police-officer. During those days, Mark roamed from village to village, taking whatever he needed. A short while ago, Mark felt the urge for more, and stupidly attacked a heavily armed man. By some miracle, Mark won the struggle and took everything from the body. Most he sold, but some, like his gun, Mark kept. Also a letter, adressed to the dead man. It ready something about Artifact-Mercenaries being called on by a Doctor of some kind. As we speak, Mark is a stow-away on a transport, speeding to the destination marked in the letter.[/b] OOC: Hopefully this is going to be good. The only other RP of yours' that I joined and actually got started was Lore, which was actually my first post. Ah, the good ole days.[/size]

[size=1][b]Let me start off by saying this is an evil system which has been forced on my high-school. It starts off when one student doesn't make the minimum required grade set by the government. The following year, the school loses it's federal funding. To get funding back, the school has to get every student back above the minimum. The problem with that is: With limited recourses it can, and will, be hard to get ever student back above the minimum. So, after a while, the worst happens. The school loses it's accreditation and shuts down. When that happens, I will most likely have graduated. So that means that my mother, brother, and I will have to re-earn our high-school diploma. I don't know that much about the working world,(being 14 and haven't worked at a real job) but having a job that requires a diploma, and then losing said diploma mean you lose your' job? That's just bad for the economy. What do you think?[/b][/size]

[size=1][b]I am part of a city high-school orchestra called the Topeka Youth Symphony. Since the start of the year, we have had a new conductor. Our old conductor was a classical guitarist, so we did not have a problem with him. But our new one is the cello professor at Washburn University, and a scandal has been sweeping the cello section. He has been favoring his students in everything: Forcing our best player to quit since the conductor favored one of his students into the principal chair. But now, he is holding auditions for the assistant principal chair. We just recieved the music last week(Tuesday) and will audition this Tuesday. The thing is, he has already given his students the music about a month ago. So I guess my question for you is, should I audition, or not? I have the music all practiced, but I know I'm not going to get the spot. Should I just drop it, or consider it a warm-up for competition?[/b][/size]

[size=1][b]Thank you Circeus. I guess I just needed to look around at the options when I post. And James, I anxiously look forward to the new version. Actually, I had never posted by using clicking the "New Reply" link, just the little text-box at the bottom. That's what I get for being not being accumstomed to the interface.[/b][/size]

[size=1][b]Dragon Warrior, you continue to be the OB's jester. This comic is absolutely fabulous. I love the swipes at FedEx. And foreigners. Keep it up. I hope what you come up with after these comics is even better.[/b][/size]

I have looked and looked, but I can't find any lists of colors that you can use with the [color] command. The only one I [i]have[/i] found is in the posting FAQ, which is [color=red]red[/color]. Is there such a list? If not, can one be made? I didn't check all 573 threads in this forum for one. Trust me, you don't want to try. The only reason I am asking this is I don't want to waste time trying to find the right shade of blue. Or whatever color I want.

[size=1][b]Apparently you have some of your facts mixed up, phattmasterdj. [spoiler]Saruman is dead. If you actually read the books, you would know that he was killed by Worm Tounge during the Scouring of the Shire.[/spoiler] Also, the 'magician' class/race you refer to would be correctly called 'The Istari'. The Istari, which both Gandalf and Saruman belong to, are order of the Maiar, who are the servants of the gods. I just really wanted to give a few facts to you guys to clarify your' little adventure.[/b][/size]

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[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by sweetreyes [/i] [B][COLOR=orange][SIZE=1] Trini a bit perturbed by the vote had no choice but to help her new friend pack. It didn't take too long before he was packed and out the door. [/SIZE][/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] [size=1][b]I guess I need to clear some things up. There is no actual vote [i]inside[/i] of the adventure, that is just us deciding behind the scenes who is going to go. The person who is voted posts their death, which is why I introduced the hand-guns. But it must be that person who posts their death. I will work out kinks like this from time to time, this being kind of a new system for most all of us.[/b][/size]

[size=1]Greetings and salutations everyone, I have returned. The voting is done, and it seems since there was a three-way tie, an executive decision must be made. As it has. The decision is this. The person voted out is: G/S/B Master.[/size]

[size=1]OOC: KOTR, last I checked Trini was stabbed in the abdomen; so how can she plug the air leak as if nothing happened? IC:[b]"TRINI!"[/b] Tex ripped herself from Sam's sweet embrace to help her friend. Trini's strength must have failed quickly from the wound because the force of the gun-shot made her drop to the floor. [b]"Sam! We need to get her to the medical bay, NOW!"[/b] Sam did not hear this. He only saw Kenneth. His sadistic smile. [b]His shoulder is blown to hell, but he's [i]still[/i] smiling."[/b] Sam watched as the shoulder raised. He could see the bones sliding on the cartilage. He finally realised what was happening. Tex had thrown herself on top of her friend to protect her. Sam followed her gaze to the knife which was about to violently fall once more. Sam was filled with an insane rage. [b]"You will not hurt them as I have!"[/b] Sam rushed toward the monstrosity which used to be Kenneth, tackling him and pinning him to the ground. Kenneth laughed and smiled his wicked smile. [b]"What's so funny, jackass?"[/b] [b]"You can't hurt me, and you know it."[/b] Kenneth spat in Sam's face, and smiled that same smile. [b]"Bad for you then."[/b] Sam had moved him over to the air-lock used for emergency repairs on the cockpit. He picked up Kenneth and shoved him into the room between the ship and the out-side. Sam quickly pushed the button to close the door and opened the air-lock. He saw Kenneth float away from the ship. He breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around, only to meet a gun, held by Captain Chubb. [b]"What are you doing out, you sick fuck?"[/b][/size]