Valgaera
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I am the Light within the Darkness
Je suis le Lumi?re dans l'Obscurit
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Post by Valgaera on Sept 27, 2006 17:20:42 GMT -5
Yeah, it is.
Some quick board-question.... 1) How do I get an avatar, and all the good stuff below it (like gender, location) 2) Edit feature? 3) Can I get a mod to change my name? Its really miniscule, but I'd like the 1st letter to be capatalized.
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Post by DEATH97 on Sept 27, 2006 17:20:44 GMT -5
Well, thats a good 2 weeks of writing for you lot in one day. Revere me! Just kidding. Coming from Death, I hope that you mean it. I love your story, you style of writing is quite captivating. I didn't update as much as I should've on Gamespot, mauily cause no one commented. If I get anything no this board, even slight encouragement, I'll be sure to continue. Oh, and from this point on, its a slgith CYOA. Not enoigh to be in CYOA's though. I'm having choices like take the east route or the west route. Eaither way, Vin's gettin where he needs to be, it just dictates whether he fights a bandit and gets a good new shield, or is found by a bear and chased for three miles. I have the same problem on gamefaqs with nobody commenting and taking literally hours just to get enough ppl to vote to continue the story, I'm also thinking of removing mine from there and continuing the story here. I'd take the last section of your story, copy it, and post it in the CYOA section from there. doesn't matter if ppl don't get to make a decision that often. Still the story looks good, I'm going to finish reading it now. oh and thanks for liking my story.
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Valgaera
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I am the Light within the Darkness
Je suis le Lumi?re dans l'Obscurit
Posts: 124
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Post by Valgaera on Sept 27, 2006 17:23:25 GMT -5
No prob. Hey, as your a mod, can you take care of that name thing? Or need I speekeh to a higher power?
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Post by DEATH97 on Sept 27, 2006 17:38:47 GMT -5
Yeah, it is. Some quick board-question.... 1) How do I get an avatar, and all the good stuff below it (like gender, location) 2) Edit feature? 3) Can I get a mod to change my name? Its really miniscule, but I'd like the 1st letter to be capatalized. #1 click on your name, then go to modify profile. There you can change your display name.. and your avatar. they have a few avatar's to choose from but you can use whatever you want just by using google and searching for a pic you like. #2 not sure what your asking? #3 moderators can't change that stuff, actually when it comes to the site, we don't have much power at all. administrators may be able to help. still just changing your display name may be all your looking for, and I believe you can do that yourself if you take the steps above.
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Valgaera
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I am the Light within the Darkness
Je suis le Lumi?re dans l'Obscurit
Posts: 124
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Post by Valgaera on Sept 27, 2006 17:49:57 GMT -5
Thanks. It worked. Guess I'll have to find the oblivion pics on my own. Happy hunting!
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Post by DEATH97 on Sept 27, 2006 18:03:10 GMT -5
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Valgaera
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I am the Light within the Darkness
Je suis le Lumi?re dans l'Obscurit
Posts: 124
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Post by Valgaera on Sept 29, 2006 16:10:46 GMT -5
Any comments?
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Post by dogonda on Sept 29, 2006 16:11:47 GMT -5
PSP!?!?!?!
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Valgaera
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I am the Light within the Darkness
Je suis le Lumi?re dans l'Obscurit
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Post by Valgaera on Sept 29, 2006 16:16:00 GMT -5
Yes, it tis a sad day today. Elder Scrolls Travels: Oblivion. Someone choke me...
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Post by dogonda on Sept 29, 2006 16:55:21 GMT -5
*mass suicide whipes out all the country except the asians and the ps3 fanboys.*
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Valgaera
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I am the Light within the Darkness
Je suis le Lumi?re dans l'Obscurit
Posts: 124
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Post by Valgaera on Sept 29, 2006 21:36:21 GMT -5
Update Cupcake!!!
The arrow immediately killed James. It stuck him square in the chest, engulfing his entire body in a magical dark flame. A curdling scream escaped his burning flesh as he was cooked alive by the fire echoing throughout his armor.
Upon being tackled by James, Vin had hit the ground, rolled onto the balls of his feet, and drawn his pale sword in one smooth movement. Keeping himself low, in a defensive position, Vin surveyed the stage.
James was obviously dead. The scream that had left his mouth was testament to that fact. Looking for Kanest, he recognized him by the brilliant glow of his armor, in the midst of the crowd. A group that was no longer sitting and stationary.
Upon James being shot, it appeared as though the Strange Assassin had called forth hidden reinforcements from the brush. Vin counted 30 of them attacking in their midnight-black armor. The camp’s warrior, although taken by surprise, were already rallying themselves to a defense. Vin knew that prepared and armed, the assassins would have been hard pressed to win. But taken by surprise, and mostly unarmed, the warriors fell like Dominos.
Vin walked sideways, towards the back of the stage. He began to analyze the battle in front of him. It was fortunate, at the very least, that all of his men standing were equipped with study weapons. He was also lucky that by quick tally, they seemed to not yet be outnumbered. Unfortunately, the camp had more warrior than the attackers. The only reason why their numbers were even was because the warriors who were either unequipped or slow to react had all died. And even worse, the battle seemed to be going in the favor of the mysterious assailants.
Vin watched, captivated, as his Nordic friend Almorse swung a gigantic, ceremonial battle axe at the head of a Bosmer. To agile to be beheaded, the small elf ducked the gigantic swing and removed both of the giant’s hands in one swing of his sword. Horrified, Vin watched as the elf ruthlessly decapitated his friends head, unleashing a shower of crimson down upon the crowd.
He couldn’t just stand by and fight. He had to help.
Fueled by anger, fear, and passion, Vin barreled across the stage. Raising his sword, Vin flipped of the front lip and landed, slashing through the heart of a nearby orc. The trampled ground underneath his feet became more bloodstained by the minute.
Experiencing a bloodlust he had never known before, Vin hacked his way through the crowd, getting closer to his dead friend’s murderer with every kill he made. Finding himself face to face with the small elf, Vin couldn’t help but shout, “You killed him. You killed Almorse!”
The small elf cackled gleefully. ‘The big one?’ he laughed. “He came down easily. He wasn’t worthy of the title ‘Warrior’. Consider it a favor.” The smile slid from his face as Vin dove at him. The Bosmer barely had time to black the strike. Even so, Vin’s sword tasted blood as it nicked the edge of the elf’s hip. Showing fear for the first time, the Bosmer backed up and took a more defensive position. Roaring, Vin charged the elf once again. Battering down his defenses, Vin’s face told his thoughts as he swung at the elf’s neck. ‘Now you shall know the fate of my friend’ The blade cut through his flesh, and sent his bodiless head spiraling to the bloody dirt ground.
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Post by dogonda on Sept 29, 2006 21:38:22 GMT -5
good stuff, but add more detail to the wounds.
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Valgaera
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I am the Light within the Darkness
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Post by Valgaera on Sept 29, 2006 22:06:14 GMT -5
Another update, the last one tonight. However, expect 2 more tomorrow.
“Another dead at my hands” Vin though, fighting his way through the attackers. “How many more shall die for this madness. Why are these men here?” He had already killed 5 men, and knew he still had the strength to kill hundreds more.
Vin also knew that it was not his place to take part in the violence. Although he longed to draw fresh blood from the men who were tearing his very existence apart, Vin had to find and aid Kanest.
Scanning the field quickly, Vin couldn’t help but survey the chaos. Metal glinted in the torches' flickering light, stained fierce crimson from the blood of its enemy. Vin watched, bothered, as a removed arm twitched across the dirt, finger’s dancing, before a mercenary ruthlessly crushed the bones under his leather sole. Looking up, he greedily grinned at Vin, taking a solitary step forward before a black arrow soared into his neck. The fountain of blood the shaft brought on obscured Vin’s vision.
Whipping his head around, Vin saw an ebony claymore sailing through the air, aimed at his head. The orc behind it smiled viciously, smelling a kill. With no other option available, Vin grabbed the falling form of the mercenary that had just been shot, hurling him between himself and the two-handed sword. With a resounding thunk, the blade cut into his chest, sticking in the bone. The wicked gash of the orc’s claymore send a blinding shower of blood into the beast’s eyes. Wickedly, Vin’s blade sent another soul into the embracing arms of eternal afterlife. Twirling around, Vin made his way to the edge of the crowd. Narrowly avoiding a flying arrow, Vin dodged to the ground at the last moment.
Through blurred eyes, Vin saw the golden cloak worn by Kanest flow through the ring of torches, hotly pursued by a man in black. Struggling to his feet, Vin kicked aside a dead body only to find yet another attacker approach him. “This is madness. Our men can hold their own, but these murderers seem to keep coming. There must be many more than I expected.” He raised his sword, parried the man's strike, and grabbed the Imperial’s blade with a mailed hand. With a mighty jerk, the blade flew out of the attacker’s hand, throwing Vin off balance. Weaponless, the Imperial ducked quickly as Vin aimed a blow to his head. He reached out for a dagger on the ground, in the cold grip of a bloodstained hand. Wrenching apart the bodies fingers, the Imperial stole the dagger, and dove at Vin. Had it not been for Vin’s reflexes, it surely would have killed him. Instead, he grabbed the man's arm, swung him around, and using his free hand, stole his dagger. Once again weaponless, the marauder died in a violent shower of gore as Vin shoved the acute blade through his eye socket. Ripping the blade out, fluids poured from the gaping wound like a raw egg from its shell.
Tossing the dagger into the small of the back of another assassin, Vin sprinted outside the light circle, heading towards where he last same Kanest. As the light faded behind him, a feeling of deep unrest settled into Vin’s gut.
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Post by dogonda on Sept 29, 2006 22:09:24 GMT -5
YAY YOU TOOK MY ADVICE ON THE EYE PWN!
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Post by Maliku on Sept 29, 2006 22:15:15 GMT -5
I love gore. Anyway, love your story, can't wait for you to continue.
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