09-12-2017, 07:06 PM
The Dragonborn Darkloid was standing in the Nebula Mountain's highest cavern; his War Room.
He was standing on a balcony which overlooked the rest of the room, with an exit out to the mountain-top proper right behind him. The room itself was wide and open with two tables towards the center: a long clean conference table and a small round one littered with maps and other various papers. The perimeter of the room had pillars holding up the cave ceiling and some counters holding various equipment. It was clear he used this room as more then just an exit to the top. This was where he worked. Lived.
There were three entrances down on the ground floor. As if it were timed just perfectly, all three were filled at once. A woman and a small jittery robot came out of the center. To the right came three figures, two humanoids and one big, towering figure behind them. To the left was a two smaller figures; one child-like and the other only slightly more imposing.
Only one of them noticed the Darkloid first. All of the others all rushed to each other and had a quick reunion. But it was the swordsman who stayed vigilant, a hand on the hilt of his blade as he made eye contact with the Dragonborn Spellcaster. Once the others realized what he was looking at, they too all huddled up and paid attention.
"Welcome to the Nebula Realm, my friends. Your new home!" He stretched his hands up. One of his clawed palms gripped a purple tome, which seemed to glow darkly as he channeled energy. His other hand shined a different, brighter color. Underneath him, around the conference table, appeared seven different versions of himself. They all looked the exact same in terms of body size and demeanor, but each had a different set of armor and weapons. They all moved to stand in a line in front of the table, facing off their adversaries. "The game continues, my little Darkspawn-soldiers-to-be! Give me your power, now!"
The seven Darkloid copies rushed forward.
He was standing on a balcony which overlooked the rest of the room, with an exit out to the mountain-top proper right behind him. The room itself was wide and open with two tables towards the center: a long clean conference table and a small round one littered with maps and other various papers. The perimeter of the room had pillars holding up the cave ceiling and some counters holding various equipment. It was clear he used this room as more then just an exit to the top. This was where he worked. Lived.
There were three entrances down on the ground floor. As if it were timed just perfectly, all three were filled at once. A woman and a small jittery robot came out of the center. To the right came three figures, two humanoids and one big, towering figure behind them. To the left was a two smaller figures; one child-like and the other only slightly more imposing.
Only one of them noticed the Darkloid first. All of the others all rushed to each other and had a quick reunion. But it was the swordsman who stayed vigilant, a hand on the hilt of his blade as he made eye contact with the Dragonborn Spellcaster. Once the others realized what he was looking at, they too all huddled up and paid attention.
"Welcome to the Nebula Realm, my friends. Your new home!" He stretched his hands up. One of his clawed palms gripped a purple tome, which seemed to glow darkly as he channeled energy. His other hand shined a different, brighter color. Underneath him, around the conference table, appeared seven different versions of himself. They all looked the exact same in terms of body size and demeanor, but each had a different set of armor and weapons. They all moved to stand in a line in front of the table, facing off their adversaries. "The game continues, my little Darkspawn-soldiers-to-be! Give me your power, now!"
The seven Darkloid copies rushed forward.
Quote:You are all reunited! You are now facing off with copies of the Darkloid. He himself is a Spellcaster, but the copies are all different versions of himself: Warrior, Monk, Gunslinger, Archer, Samarai, Necromancer and Paladin. The Darkloid may jump in and out of the fight too. Make sure you guys are coordinating at the ends of your posts which Darkloid goon(s) you are fighting.
His overall goal is to sap you of your power to make himself (and his army) stronger. Your overall goal is to beat his copies and corner him.
Once again we'll do a one week round. You have 2000 words to spread across up to two roleplays.
You all have 18 Order Points (OP) from which you can use SP-related moves. These are all shared, so use them wisely.