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Dec. 29th, 2008 01:32 pm[The video blinks on, and we see Darc kneeling to the right side of the screen. He’s trying to adjust the camera angle, the technical genius that he is (not). He’s in a calm meadow-looking area with a few trees (a wild area just outside of Rueloon), but there’s something very strange: several chunks of ice are just sitting there on the ground. Even though it’s winter, they look very out of place. If one zooms a little and looks at just the right angle, one can see the shape of monstrous dragonfly-like creatures within each. Once Darc is sure of the camera angle, a smug grin comes to his face and he gestures to the ice chunks behind him.]
Thanks, Jack.
[Another of the dragonfly-like creatures suddenly emerges from some brush in the background and flies hard at Darc. However, he stands and swipes hard at the monster. Instead of slicing through, it hits it then stops as ice spreads, creating another oddly shaped lump. It plunks to the ground.]
[The smirk is still there.] Your presents are coming in real handy already.
[He then goes to turn the camera off, his point proven. As he struggles for a moment, we get a brief shot of Darc’s other present from Jack: a pair of brown leather shoes as opposed to his usual brown leather sandals. Hey, even a noble half-Deimos needs to keep his toes warm.]
[Video ends.]
Thanks, Jack.
[Another of the dragonfly-like creatures suddenly emerges from some brush in the background and flies hard at Darc. However, he stands and swipes hard at the monster. Instead of slicing through, it hits it then stops as ice spreads, creating another oddly shaped lump. It plunks to the ground.]
[The smirk is still there.] Your presents are coming in real handy already.
[He then goes to turn the camera off, his point proven. As he struggles for a moment, we get a brief shot of Darc’s other present from Jack: a pair of brown leather shoes as opposed to his usual brown leather sandals. Hey, even a noble half-Deimos needs to keep his toes warm.]
[Video ends.]
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Oct. 12th, 2008 01:07 pmThat damn virus finally wore off a while ago. I would've said so before, but once it went away and I got home, there were some issues I had to take care of - mostly with the Lakelta tribe. I'm getting sick and tired of how they just won't listen. But at least I'm back to the way I'm supposed to be!
[LOCKED to Jack Frost]
I found out what a bra is. Did you?
[/LOCKED]
I just looked back on the community and realized that I've been here over a year now. Is something supposed to happen? I still don't understand this place, but it's proven to be worthwhile.
Now that I'm back, I'm still going over the answers people gave me a while ago. So it looks like magic either comes from something like a spirit stone or a wand, or it comes from some sort of inner source. There's no way I'm moving the Deimos from depending on one item to another! Which only leaves the "inner source" option. Maybe it's not too farfetched. After all, if the spirit stones got their power from spirits, then why can't we draw the same power from our own?
I just don't know how yet. But I'll figure it out! There's no way in hell I'll let the Deimos down!
Now that I think about it, Lilia had us draw on our own power to escape that hellhole the Lord of the Black Abyss sent us into. If I could do that again...
[LOCKED to Jack Frost]
I found out what a bra is. Did you?
[/LOCKED]
I just looked back on the community and realized that I've been here over a year now. Is something supposed to happen? I still don't understand this place, but it's proven to be worthwhile.
Now that I'm back, I'm still going over the answers people gave me a while ago. So it looks like magic either comes from something like a spirit stone or a wand, or it comes from some sort of inner source. There's no way I'm moving the Deimos from depending on one item to another! Which only leaves the "inner source" option. Maybe it's not too farfetched. After all, if the spirit stones got their power from spirits, then why can't we draw the same power from our own?
I just don't know how yet. But I'll figure it out! There's no way in hell I'll let the Deimos down!
Now that I think about it, Lilia had us draw on our own power to escape that hellhole the Lord of the Black Abyss sent us into. If I could do that again...
[RL - Jack Frost is about!]
Sep. 23rd, 2008 12:08 amTrue to his word, Darc stood at the top of the stairs that lead into town. The Balar Deimos on guard stayed well out of the way of his king's business. Otherwise, there was nothing out of the ordinary going in in Rueloon that day. So far, at least.
Hm. That "sledding" trip was...different. If that virus hadn't made it feel like I didn't care about anything, I probably would've thought sitting on that thing was kind of funny looking. But going down the hill felt like the closest thing to flying that I've found. I'm not gonna go do it regularly now! I guess I'm just...glad I did get to do it.
Hn.
How's Suna looking now, Gaara? Snow melted yet?
Hn.
How's Suna looking now, Gaara? Snow melted yet?
[LOCKED from Jack Frost]
Jan. 28th, 2008 10:17 pm((OOC: I don't have an icon distraught/angsty enough for this...>.>))
I knew Jack wasn't exactly as nice as he might've made people think, but he lied to me and everyone else who did trust him about murdering some people. I don't want to believe it. I don't think he's a killer. And he suddenly turned on his word from earlier. Was he lying before, or is he lying now? Gah, I don't know what to fucking think!
My parents' spirits are still here. I mean, they come and go, but they're here again. They moved closer after this whole thing happened with Jack admitting to the murder. They both look like they want to speak to me, but they can't. The room is getting cold.
I'm going to go try and sleep.
I knew Jack wasn't exactly as nice as he might've made people think, but he lied to me and everyone else who did trust him about murdering some people. I don't want to believe it. I don't think he's a killer. And he suddenly turned on his word from earlier. Was he lying before, or is he lying now? Gah, I don't know what to fucking think!
My parents' spirits are still here. I mean, they come and go, but they're here again. They moved closer after this whole thing happened with Jack admitting to the murder. They both look like they want to speak to me, but they can't. The room is getting cold.
I'm going to go try and sleep.
