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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Sat Oct 30, 2010 7:56 am | |
| | Finding land tended to be a relatviely easy thing to do in Onitoshi. After all there was loads of the stuff. Loads of it, and relatively few Oni actually strong enough to try and claim it. There were plenty of spirits that lived on land, these were villagers, towns people and such waiting to happen. Or even, just slaves to help build. Although he already had nough slaves for now. He would n doubt need more as time passed. But for now. His current number would do. In truth if this ha been the human world, and he had been Wiseman. Able to show some compassion without it being seen as weakness. Then he would have probably released the slaves and gave them homes within his outpost when it was completed. But of course this wwasn't the case. The slave driver would stay. The chains would stay. And their blood would be the mortar that mixed with the stone.
Currently. He had the two buildings that were required for expansion. But he was going to need more. And more meant more land. He'd probably build another two houses on the land he claimed again, however these would actually be houses as opposed to centrs to keep slaves, and construction bases. This also emant finding towns people and merchants. Although, he would be able to get that easily enough. There was a reason Arden and new arden were ensly populated. Cities in hell meant numbers, and for spirits they were under the impression numbers meant safety, and if you were a ruler. You needed to provide protection. Well, for the buildings. And the people were inside the buildings, so it was a case of cause and effect really. He finally came to the border of his block of land and began to wander around the new area. Word Count: 306 Total Word Count: 628 PWC: 628 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~In Progress~ "Land Upgrading" ~In Progress~
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Sat Oct 30, 2010 8:43 am | |
| | "...Hm...Big building, probably going to require alot of work, supports on the edges of the overface...plumbing...base...raising cementing..and thats not including any indoor practice aeas and other fortifications you woul need or want. Probably good idea to grab some as slaves. Although at the moment it would probably be best to wait till the construction actually begins....". Penny raised his eyebrow. " Wait till it begins before I enslave more of them?". The old architect nodded. " Yes, the slaves we have right now can start on cementing the ground and preparing for the building work. But as things stand, you would probably want to go about getting people who would actually be living inside this building on your side. You know, to help actually round up and keep the slaves...". He gestured outside. " The big dumb one is good as a driver and fear monger for the ones we've got right now. However if you took him away to get more, theres a slight possibility we may have issues with the ones we already have...".In these words, Pennywise saw the logic.
" So then. I suppose its best that you and the slaves come with me to check out the land". The architect nodded. " Just give me a moment to collect my materials...and inform the dumb one...". So out he went as the old oni rushed about gathering thing from paper to pencils and rulers, along with other strange devices no doubt for measuring. He poked the big one in the chest, his face twitched, first slight anger and then great fear. The big one wasn't used to getting bullied. But he already had a good idea of just how outpowered he was in comparison to his boss. " We're heading out, gather up the bitches and we'll start the building...the old man is collecting his stuff..". Word Count: 309 Total Word Count: 1559 PWC: 1559 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~Completed~ "Land Upgrading" ~In Progress~
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Sun Oct 31, 2010 6:20 am | |
| | Got another story for you. We'd grabbed the land successfully, little resistance from the locals around it. Was gonna go grab some more boys for the military in order to help with the whole enslavement process. Seems I was tired though. So tired I ended up taking a nap. Now usually thats a bad idea in Onitoshi. Although I was around my own servants, so...it was safe enough. Woke up. Library of sorts. Books laying out of place everywhere. Yet despite the mess of the place there didn't seem to be any cobwebs. It was just....a total mess. Reached down, picked up one of the books. Slight hesitation inside me. Why? Why was I hesitating to read? Seemed that there was nothing to it though. The books were blank. Utterly and completely blank. No matter how many I pulled off or picked up, every single one was nothing but blank pages. Made me ant to scream? Why? I don't know. Not everything is so clear to me in these dreams. Far too much like the beach. Far too little control. Walking forward now. Bend over a railing. This place seems to be a kind of dome. Winding upwards. Each floor of the library was another ring on the dome. By the looks of things, I was in the middle.
Looking for some stairs now, couldn't really find any, thats until I came across soe kind of gate. A metal grailing like an old fashioned castle proticulous. Slammed my hands on the gate, even my strength did little but cause noise. Noise that rang in and throughout this whole place. Ringing. Repeating, echoing off the walls. Whispering voice now in my mind, can't quite hear what its trying to say...soemthing about a boy. Something strange. Keep trying to listen, pressing my face against the cold metal guard of the grate. Word Count: 310 Total Word Count: 1869 PWC: 1869 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~Completed~ "Land Upgrading" ~In Progress~
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Sun Oct 31, 2010 6:37 am | |
| | Voice didn't get much louder, still there though, just a whisper, just out of reach. Again picking up a word. Boy. Fingers slipped around the grating, trying t think trying to pull. Need to know just hat it is thats going on. Then, behind the grating. Something moves. Jumps forward. Arms jump up. A figure passes through the grating. I recognise it, shadow with a mask. The mask of madness. But the shadow is smaller. Like a child. Moving too fast. Sword of black power comes down raise up a guard, palm the blade to the side, still cuts, but lightly as opposed to a death cut that was aimed. Usually a fighter would move to the left or right, dash pat or attempt another cut. This time though the figure just dived forward, kept going. Rammed into him. Burst into black smoke and mist. The masque of madness that it had been wearing fell to the floor. Shattered into bits. Tiny bits. Like bone fragments. Thats when I heard the voice again. This time though. The whisper was louder.
" The boy. Defragmenting".
I walk forward towards the grating, something seems to have changed when that figure passed through it. Raise up my hand. Place it on the grating. Flat palmed. From my palm, outspread a mark on the grating. A butterfly mark, like spreading red ink. Soemthing in the centre of the mark. Where my hand is. Afraid now, want to get rid of it. Don't want to lift my hand. Standing there for about five minutes maybe ten. Can't quite say. Time doesn't seem to mean much here.Lifted the hand up. Beneath the hand, there was a light. Spread outwards. The grating began to fade, like it was being eaten away. But the red butterfly mark didn't fade. It stayed there. Ominously floating in the air. Hand moved forward, touching the butterfly. Trying to push past it. And...vision faded into light. Word Count: 328 Total Word Count: 2197 PWC: 2197 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~Completed~ "Land Upgrading" ~In Progress~
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Sun Oct 31, 2010 7:16 am | |
| | Barely managed to palm asie another blade, it came from the floor. From my shadow. The masked figure once again. Stabbing again. Palmed it aside. This time. It came from behind. Just managed to duck it. Blackness covering the walls. The blades coming from every shadow. Barely managing to keep them at bay, keep each of the blows from becoing fatal. But the blankess is speading. Even as I retreat its almost going to be impossible to escape it. Out onto a balcony overlooking the first floor. Jump down. Got the roll of money in hand. Holding it like its all that matters. But why does it matter so much? That was a question best left to human scholars. Why did money matter so mmuch to their society. Then again, reverse question. Why did it mean so little to him in his mind. But so much to him in this dream. Blackness continued to spread. Coming fromm every nook and hole. The windows. Yes, looked out them, drawing back the curtains. But even the sky is blackening over. A dawning realisation.
There is no escape
Put the money in my pocket. It'd be safe there for now. Gathered up what courage and power there as, and plundged itno the darkness. Blades came from everywhere. Guard managed to pal aside some. But not all. Felt them stabbing from all sides, But still hands were moving protecting those vital points. Stumbled frward in the dark. There was a light. Still, putting those blades, turning them aside. The mask...it wanted me dead. Madness didn't like to share with sanity.The light was of a television. Illuminated the darkness. White static playing off against the background. Driving back the shadows. Stumbled forward. Fell forwards. Kept crawling. Blades now dragging at my legs. Agony beyond description. Word Count: 301 Total Word Count: 2813 PWC: 2813 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~Completed~ "Land Upgrading" ~In Progress~
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Sun Oct 31, 2010 4:52 pm | |
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Tue Nov 02, 2010 6:35 am | |
| | His first opponent was of course himself. Overcoming his own hesitation about using the power of the masque. But this was quickly put aside. The masque slowly brought to his face. The moment the skin and bone of himself and the masque touched. He felt the power and the freedom of insanity flow through him. But like when he had used it before. He kept himself fully grounded within the body, refusing to be locked away in his own head. He would keep himself here. The insanity struggled with him slightly before letting go. He had to let that little voice know that he wasn’t just something that could be put away. That he was the master and it was the hound on the chain. A rabid hound but one none the less. On the outside to any watching Penny would be laughing softly under his own breath. One of the main side effects of the mask. A laughter that was uncontrollable. One that he couldn’t stop.Just everything seemed to be so funny to the masque. So fucking hilarious.
Life, death. Pain blood. Everything. It was hilarious to that thing on his face. But he slid those thoughts away, focusing himself into his own training and the recruitment of his army. His first opponent was a slender foe. Equipped with a pair of guns, it was odd to se an Oni take the use of guns. But then they sold them in Arden and most of the bullets tended to carry with them the spiritual power of the Oni. Something that was in itself chaotic and unstable to begin with. Giving these weapons a far deadlier edge than normal bullets would ever carry. He thought that he would explain his purpose to this demon. But the masque wasn’t willing to allow that. It wanted him to dive in and tear it apart now. And without any real warning he couldn’t excert control over it. So in he dived. Fist flying towards his opponent. Laughing his head off the full way. It was an odd feeling, looking through those eyes and feeling everything, the soil under his feet, the heat of the forest, everything around him.
But yet to have no real control. To just be a silent spectator. The slender Oni with the guns seemed rather taken aback by the madness and abrupt nature of the attack. Despite the insanity it seemed that his body still knew the movements of the martial arts and fighting techniques that he had mastered in the human realm. The fist was dodged, but a kick was brought up, its speed almost lightning fast. Hammering into the Oni’s chest. Howeve, this forest wasn’t for the weak. That alone would have been enough to kill the regular
Word Count: 461 Total Word Count: 767 PWC: 767 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~Completed~ "Land Upgrading" ~In Progress~
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Tue Nov 02, 2010 6:38 am | |
| | But not this one. He was winded, but little else. Dodging back a few steps and then taking aim with his guns. He unleashed a volley of shots. However, once again his body seemed to remember more than it was given credit for. Hand was raised. One bullet, two, three. Caught in mid air. Still smoking from the heat of the weapon. For a second the laughter stopped. It seemed that his body and madness were as surprised as he was. Only a few weeks ago he’d been unable to catch three daggers never mind three bullets. However this was an interesting development. And it would no doubt give him a massive advantage against opponents of Shiori in the human realm whilst he was hiding as Wiseman. The break from laughing however didn’t last long. He didn’t really expect it to however. Rushing forward once again, he unleashed kick after kick in lightning speed. With the mask his hand to hand power was strong. Incredible. He held absolutely nothing back. Each single kick was enough to severely damage a normal Oni. But when they were coming at such speed it was nearly impossible to dodge. Nearly impossible to recover. But somehow this demon did it. Once again. Shooting off a barrage of bullets. Penny caught 2, but the third slipped through his fingers and caught him in the shoulder. However. There was no pain. Only laughter. The masque enjoyed pain. Soaked it up and spat it back out again in the malice contained within its own sick twisted behaviour. More bullets. More catching. This time however when he had finished catching them. He rushed in. Penny felt the masques intent. It was going to tear the head of this Oni and then look for another fight. But no. He couldn’t and wouldn’t allow such a thing. To let such potential go to waste. So he thought it was best that he now took a stand against the masque. He dug his heels in. Well. Metaphorically.
On the outside he stopped laughing. Almost as if the masque could sense his intent. He took up his hand. Taking control of it. And brought it to his face. Gripped at the masque. And pulled down with everything he had. The Masque shattered. And he had control of himself again. But there was still the question of what to do with the Oni that lay in front of him. Well that was simply answered. Gun shots rang out. He blocked one, and then slid down. Swooping his leg under the Oni and bringing him to the ground. Quickly recovering Penny quickly used his telekentic power. Forcing the two guns away, and then placing a foot on the opponents throat.
Word Count: 456 Total Word Count: 1223 PWC: 1223 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~Completed~ "Land Upgrading" ~In Progress Vinticus Training bonus: 1223 X1.25=1532 Snatch, Trained > Honed
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| Subject: Re: Rise of Gera'sey Fri Nov 05, 2010 6:25 am | |
| | Yup, sore throat medication, it was a real bitch after one had worn the masque. The laughter usually brought on a loss of voice and then a bitching case of horse throat. And of course the meds didn't really do him much good. They ended up causing horrible stmach cramps and nightmarish diaherrea. Although again...not really something that needed to be brought up at this moment in time. Or thought about really. A final swift kick across the face of the opponent delivered just what was required, an ending strike. At this point he took hold of himself, right before his inanity managed to deliver the final blow. It seemed to be getting angry at him. Curing him for putting it back in that box as he tore the mask from his face and it shattered into pieces on the ground. Like the last Oni. Penny reached down and offered his hand. Once again he was looked up at with some confusion in the eyes off his opponent. He had to wonder if this was going to happen every single time he did this. The answer however he already knew, was a resounding and likely yes. He sighed. And looked down at the Oni.
" I'm building an army". He pointed out once again. At this stage he had to think that he'd be repeating himself quite a bit. So would it be a good idea to come up with the one single recruitment speech to ave himself time? Tempting thought. But then again, it was probably better to go with the whole personal approach thing. If he was going to be recruiting from this personal stock of warriors then he would need to at leat give themm the respect of making them feel like individuals as opposed to some random faceless soldier who he was hiring simply because he was the first that he stumbled across. Even if that in...one way or another was the truth. " You are strong, you managed to give me a good fight". Again, not precisely true. He had let the msque fully control his actions in that last fight. It was likely that if he had put more of his own logical input into it the Oni would have ben torn to shreads. But whatever made him feel better. " So, I offer you this chance to join my army...those I have choosen will meet in the construction area of my city and await further instruction from myself". The larger Oni looked questioning , but then took the hand that Penny had offered.
It was pretty much the same deal with the slender demon. He knew he would likely have to continue showing his ruthlessness if he was going to keep them in line. But training would take care of that. Word Count: 469 Total Word Count: 2919 PWC: 2919 Quests: "Land Acquisition" ~Completed~ "Land Upgrading" ~Completed~ 1696/1500 Martial Arts, Honed > Mastered Vinticus Training Bonus: 1696x1.25 =2120 |
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