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Post by Morph on Feb 26, 2008 14:29:45 GMT -5
He looked upwards, at the hole far above his head, and stumbled backwards with a pondering look on his face. He mumbled to himself incoherently and ununderstandably and he cursed in strange tongues. Then came more understandable words, yet still curses.
"Goddammit." Morpheus cursed to himself. "Think, Glitzar, think. You got yourself slain-punched by an overpowering undead-ish golem-dragon critter straight down through Earth's crust and through the planar layers of death itself straight into Hell, and now you need to get out. The Sanguinix is way too far away from here, so getting out via Deathsailer is not an option if you want it to be quickly."
He cursed to himself yet again in a strange language, perhaps one that did not even exist, or was one that was only known to himself, and he started to walk around, sometimes casting wary glances around, for Hell was the kind of place one did not want to find themselves in, not even if one had the right amounts of power or knowledge to survive or even strive there.
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Post by Morph on Mar 5, 2008 12:27:55 GMT -5
(OOC: Oh, goodie, a reply! I'm very sorry I couldn't get around to post earlier, Cizos. My internet was done for good couple of days.)
"God and Satan both be darned to their respective homes and back again twice squared." Morph uttered just a tad too lightly. "I wish someone would put some more helping posts down here to help the dead guys. I mean, sure, I don't get here all too often when I don't feel like it but damn."
He strotted a little into the direction of a rocky hill and kicked lazily against a small stone that lay in his way, making it soar through the air for a split second or two before it landed a couple of yards away.
"This place rocks. Full if rocks, in fact." He said, his voice filled with irony.
He got up to the top of the rocky hill and cast a look around, holding his hand above his eyes to shield them from any hurtful light.
"Oh goody." He said, when he noticed a figure coming towards him. "Any god but the one I just damned, please have that guy or gal be not a native from this place."
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Post by Morph on Mar 18, 2008 2:10:18 GMT -5
(OOC: Ah. Well, if you don't want to go on with this thread, we could just discontinue it, and maybe we'll get a chance to RP together later. If you still wish to continue, then well, here's a post.)
Morph snickered a little. "I get that a lot." He replied. "Actually, I'm quite the opposite, rather old." He said to the newcomer.
Morph let his eyes go over the newcomer, and his thoughts became somewhat troubled. Whoopee, a native, if I'd have to guess. These guys come in all sizes and shapes, don't they? Nearly as diverse as the players around here.
"So, how 'bout you, big guy?" He tried to joke, but his tone failed to make it as good as it could have been. "Newcomer?"
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