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Post by frore on Oct 12, 2011 13:56:38 GMT -5
The wastes of destruction stirred around a small dark skinned changeling. The brim of a wicker hat hiding the small blue eyes of this tremendous power only to reveal a lone horn broken through the top of its apex. The little one walked about four feet before exhaling a sigh of disbelief to the ease of the village's destruction.
Unknowingly to his discretion however, a being was approaching rapidly. Perhaps his disdain would be lifted to a more appropriate battle on this weak planet.
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Post by Gray Callahan on Oct 13, 2011 10:12:09 GMT -5
OOC: Not going to play myself, so this is another Icer.
An Icer called Hurrikaine was patrolling the wastes. He had left the main city several days ago for a solo journey to try and improve his own skill and power. His powerlevel, a good 40,000, was still looked down upon by his bretheren, who all often traversed the wastes. Hurrikaine, wishing to get as strong as them, had forced himself to go out and try to survive - as strength was the key to survival, and he would grow in strength - well, that was the theory.
He approaches Frore's location steadily, feeling fairly grumpy. What a stupid idea!
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Post by frore on Oct 14, 2011 0:58:00 GMT -5
Sighting a bit of rubble to his left, Frore approached it deciding to rest a bit. The ignorance of the situation left him with a slight headache. "I hope something fun comes of this day... these villagers didn't even put up a fight when i slaughtered them..." he murmured to himself.
Crossing his legs and folding his arms in upon themselves he tilted his head down and sighed woefully. "Please oh please someone strong see this smoke and come and fight me." he continued in dismay.
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Post by Gray Callahan on Oct 14, 2011 16:57:01 GMT -5
Hurrikaine notices the smoke directly to the front of him. He shivers slightly, before heading towards it; hopefully it would mean warmth and fires. He could certainly use a bed to lie down on. The pathetic Icer soon arrives on the scene, looking around, dismayed. Nothing but a crater! He sighed, not noticing Frore.
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