To Wield One's Soul

To Wield One's Soul

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A chosen group who can convert their own souls into weapons, must fight in a tournament for the title of God. One year. One chance. (No longer taking Characters)

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Introduction

WE have officially begun the RP




You wake up in a round room. A large shadowed figure stand above you. You are surroounded by others of different age and look.

The figure speaks in a booming voice.



"Greetings. Let me explain why you are here.

I have no name and face. I simply am. I've created a new dimension. A new layer. Where there is no time and no aging. Where you can live forever as if it never was. But that's not why I've brought you here. You are here because you are human's who souls burn brighter and stronger than any others. I want to unlock your potential. I want to make you as strong as the spirit within you.

I want you to fight.

You will fight for a single chance.

A chance, to be come a God.

I myself am a God. I have powers that you couldn't comprehend. I am not your "God" in case you were curious. I know you worship him but who he is, I'm not even sure. I've only known myself to exist.
But I digress.

You have one chance to have my powers. To have immortality, and that will be the least of your extraordinary powers. You will be able to truly create and destroy. How you choose to use these powers is your decision. You'll only have to deal with your personal consequences.

You will be here for one year. You will be trained. You will create alliances and enemies. I will declare when the next round will begin and who will be fighting whom. You will have free roam to this building I have created. It has training grounds, sleeping quarters and everything else you need for all your human necessities.

You will find friendship. You will find yourself. You may even find love.
But for the next year you must choose wisely if you plan to win.



If you lose 2 rounds you are disqualified. You will no longer compete but you will remain on the grounds to support your fellow competitors. You may be called back to compete another round or to assist one of your allies if the round calls for it.


Your soul is your weapon. I will teach you to release your soul into a physical form and use it to fight against your opponent. Your soul will take the form of any weapon in existent. It will have all the advantages and all the faults of that weapon. It may be a sword, it may be a staff, it may be a whip. I will teach you to summon it, control it, and improve it.


Now. If you accept this opportunity, you may walk through the main hall. If you decline you may simply tell me and I will return you to your dimension and you will live knowing you had this chance and gave it up.






Now choose."

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"Child," Mikael's expression became like ice, "I am a practical man who enjoys the philosophical side of life. This "Shadow Man" has knowledge of illusions, smoke and mirrors, stage magick. Have you not seen the movie "The Illusionist"? It is the same practice here." He contemplated on having her hand slap his flesh, and decided better of it. Moving slightly, he watched as her hand swept a hair's bredth from his face, missing him entirely. He did not like the woman, and decided that she was to 'die' first. 'I am not here to make friends,' he thought to himself, 'I am here to rejuvenate my seed, so that I may have a child one day. However,' he stared blank faced at everyone else, his tears drying quickly against his skin, 'I will need Tom, as well as his friendship, if I am ever able to achieve that goal.'

Staring after the blond haired woman, he imagined her back filled with daggers, her blood, seeping into the parched ground, and his blade in hand, cutting her head from her body. He quickly wiped his mouth dry, feeling spittle pooling on the side of his lips. 'Yes,' a slow grin spread across his face, and the glint of madness shown in his eyes, 'Her blood will be mine to savor.'

Dropping to a sitting position, Mikael's body fell back into routine. Yoga had always made him calm his anger fastest, and sitting in the Lotus Position for a few minutes wasn't going to kill him, he hoped anyways. 'Back straight, hands on my knees, palms up. Good, good. Eyes closed, legs crossed, and now to breathe.' His breath became deeper and deeper with each intake, and is mind relaxed. 'Just as Sensei had said: "Relax. Let go your anger. Breathe in Peace and Tranquility."' Moments had passed, but it felt like an eternity within his own mind, and his anger was swept out of his body. Soon, his eyes had opened, and he felt whole once more. "Much, better," he sighed happily. Standing up slowly, he began to stretch his muscles, testing them for cramps and strains. Finding none, he then began to pop his knuckles, smiling as each one cracked audibly. "A room would be nice," he muttered quietly, "One where I can meditate in complete silence and peace." In so saying, he exited the room, and ran almost into the Scot.

"Oops," he grinned at the man, "Sorry bout that," and walked around him, searching for a vacant room.

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Kain allowed himself a small smirk at the going-ons around him. A lady yelling at everyone, two meat-heads, Tom and Yuri, hell bent on a pissing contest, and the rest were in varying degrees of shock and awe... Not that he could blame any of them. Circumstances such as these did tend to have... effects.

He had been lucky. No one had ventured towards him and tried to strike up idle conversation. Not that he was an anit-social type, no. It's just that he sucked at being a conversationalist. His words usually were quick and to the point, and he didn't like to talk about his past. Best to leave such a painful thing alone. Yet, he made up his mind not to completely alienate anyone. A year is a long time and would go a lot smoother if everyone didn't hate him...

He then stood off of the wall with the intentions of looking at where the crowd was going. Though, for he got far, he managed to witness a man in some sort of yoga position. He said nothing and continued past, though internally he wondered if the man was crazy... "Hell, Probably." he said to himself, completing his own thought. Then he passed two women. One who had ordered the meat-shields Tom and Yuri to 'Stop' and the other who set off and yelled at everyone. "Ladies," He greeted politely, going so far as to even pat the shoulder of the quiet, "Stop" girl reassuringly before moving on. For some reason, he liked that girl. Kain saw something of himself in her...

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From beneath the ground a shroud of darkness shot out bringing itself to form. The Shadowed Figure stand tall behind Mikael. "You have shown disrespect and question my words? Do I seem a fool to you? You were given a choice to leave but instead you complain like a child. Allow me to show you the door." He threw both of his arms around him and pulled him down into the ground enshrouding him and drowning him in the darkness. The shadowed figure arose raising his arms once again. "This man has proven to be unfit for this tournament. He is childish, unstable, and does not arise to the quality of a proper warrior. Let this be a warning to you all. If you choose to act of character or make a spectacle of yourself you will risk losing your chance at greatness. I only desire those who take this seriously and are willing to do their all to win." The Shadowed Figure shot back into the ground bringing silence to the hall.


(( Moon/Mihael has been RPing unlike who his character is and has been removed from the RP. ))

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Violet saw the man that patted her shoulder pass by. She stared at him and she wondered why he had did that. Did he respect her? Did he dislike her? She had many questions in her head so she followed the man and she saw a little bit of his face. It looked happy but she knew that it was hiding sadness. She didn't want to be nosy so she stopped in the middle of the hallway and she stood up straight. She heard The Shadowed Figure kick Mikael out of the tournament. She thought, Note to self, Do not disrespect the Shadowed Figure. She sighed and she sat down on the floor with her back against the wall. Her legs were near her chest and she wrapped her arms around her legs.

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Oto stood in awe at the shadowed figure before him. Never in his life would he have thought such a thing to exist. Someone so powerful he could create worlds at will. Now this figure was offering him a chance to gain that kind of power. Oto slid on the hood of his black sleeveless jacket so that a shadow engulfed most of his face. Continuing listening to the figure Oto stood wide-eyed staring down at the floor. His fists clenched and his teeth grinding tightly. Even Oto didn't want to test him. When he finished talking His eyes lowered and a grin spread across his lips. "H-How can I turn this opportunity down...How could I let such a chance go to waist. Simple, I can't. Settling who gets such power with fighting. These people stand no chance...." Sliding his hands into his pockets he sighed heavily.

His decision was made quickly mostly because of his pride. Letting someone else gain the power to rival god himself. Preposterous, no one will be stronger than him. Not even the shadow figure, but Oto isn't stupid he would obey every order the figure asked of him to the T.

Glancing around he observed some of the contestants. Most of them didn't seem worth his time, though he was never one to underestimate. Oto was on the far side the longest distance from the door. As he began walking he noticed someone leaning against a wall not really talking to anyone. Oto's eyes lowered. "Potential candidate for team, confirmed." Continuing to look around he noticed a fight beginning. "Tch, there's a time and place for fighting...amateurs."

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"There's a time and place for fighting amateurs." Oto stated his eyes glancing around at the scum that circled around him. His hands in his pockets, and a serious expression on his face. The scraping of metal made Oto wince a little as one of the guys drug a steel bat on the ground.

"We're sending you on a long vacation Oto, hope you enjoy it." Said one guy as Oto leaned forward avoiding the steel bat coming from behind and kicking the guy in the chest making him stumble backwards into another gasping for air. "Continue if you wish.." Oto stated again with a more pressing tone.

"Don't think this is over!!" One said as they all took off running. 'Scum will always be scum."

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Now only focused on reaching the door he heard someone yelling, that the shadow figure is not who he says he is. Some other things he didn't care to hear for. "Never question someone stronger than you." Oto thought, watching everyone go into a hallway he overheard someone say rooms. As he began walking he saw the Shadow Figure again, and Oto was stuck, his presence simply left him at awe and a competitor was dragged away.

Putting his right hand to his face Oto couldn't help but smile widely. He would soon have such a presence, it was better than Christmas. Peeking through his fingers he saw a girl sitting down on the floor. Oto wasn't much for talking but it was better than being alone at the moment. Walking up to her he pulled off his hood revealing his jet black hair and dark brown eyes.

"Yo" he stated looking at Violet with the friendliest face he could muster. "Mind if I sit?"

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Violet saw a figure that was taller than her and she saw that he meant no harm. "Yo, mind if I sit?," The figure asked Violet. She answered, "I don't mind..." Violet patted the empty space on the floor next to her. She sighed and she started to remember the time she offered a person to sit next to her then 5 minutes later she was a target for spitballs. She shivered from that memory and she made sure she made the right choice, letting the person sit next to her. She looked at him and she studied him. She looked back to the wall she was looking at and she covered half of her face again.

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"Denae worry about it pal yer names Mikael er somethin rig-"
Toms words fell short as a wave of darkness flashed across his eyes, one moment the man was there and the next he wasn't. It happened in a matter of seconds from Toms perspective, all he was left with was a feeling of dread. Recalling the shadow's words a chill ran up Tom's spine like the icy fingers of a witch caressing the form of a sleeping child.

"THA HELL WUZZAT?!?!?!"

An uncommon sense of fear stole across Toms brain leaving him with the simple instinct to run, to hide to be anywhere then were he was now. He slumped to the ground were the gravity of the situation finally hit him.

"He coulda done that tah any one o' us...at any time... tha' whole thing with Yuri.....tha coulda been me.."

Tom remained sitting for a moment and stared blank-faced at a spot on the adjacent wall.The reality hit him like a load of bricks, this wasn't a brawl, this wasn't a bar fight, this wasn't even a battle.....this was war.

For the first time in Thomas MacGruddy's life he correctly feared something beyond what he knew he could handle, gone was the immortality complex brought on by a youth of hard drinking and to little time in a good church, it was replaced by a deep and uncertain sense of the unknown and the true possibility of fates cruel twisting.

Tom remained sitting for some time until he remembered he had to catch up with the screaming blonde girl, or Yuri but given the circumstances he'd rather have a heart to heart with the sensible blonde then the irrepressible Russian(Asian) giant.

Chuckling slightly Tom mumbled as he staggered to his feet,

"Well ah least Ahm completely sober now."

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Yuri wasn't quite sure what he'd just seen, but he was pretty sure the no-faced man had just taken the other man for a dive. Some foul magic that Yuri didn't understand - or believe - but then again, given what this place was, anything was possible. He cracked his knuckles, his lips curdling into a grin. Death, it seemed, wasn't too far away in this place. Excitement bubbled inside of him, and he laughed a little. However, he would hate to share the man's fate - death in honorable combat would be preferable. Yuri wondered, in that moment, if he'd eventually get to punch the shadow guy.

He passed through the hall, noticing Violet hunched over by a wall, with someone sitting next to her. People were making friends, it seemed. Yuri frowned a bit - he was never good at the whole 'socializing' thing. He mostly just yelled and hit things, making it rather difficult for people to approach him. Tom, he noticed, seemed quite shook up. Yuri walked over and smacked him on the back.

"Strange magic in this place, yes?" He boomed, then laughed as he walked towards the residential hall.

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As the otherworldly entity engulf the crying man in darkness and whisked him away to who knows where, Kain froze where he was. He wasn't entirely shocked or frightened, just reaffirmed his belief that misfortune can strike whenever she damn well pleases. Such a harsh mistress wasn't a stranger to Kain, and such experiences has made him a world weary man. He merely shook his head, and scanned the immediate area. It seemed as if the girl he had patted earlier had company beside her.

He chewed his lip for a moment, contemplating his options. Either make friends with the loud Russian and Tom. The loud blond girl. Or those two... Not a difficult choice. Besides, in a group of three, he wouldn't be pressed to carry a conversation by himself. Ah, better than nothing.

Kain made his way to the opposite side of Violet and the new fellow, and leaned against the wall nonchalantly. He nodded towards both of them and spoke in a melancholy voice. "My name's Abel. Kain Abel." he said simply to the two of them before he crossed his arms and tilted his head downwards. He continued without making eye contact. "Curious events, huh?" Kain said in a low voice with tilt of his head, indicating the area where the shadowed figure whisked away the man.

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Raven idly played with the small key pendant that hung around her neck on a delicate gold chain. It was maybe one of her greatest possessions, the key that was. Raven had always been one to fiddle with it when she was thinking. Though she had a thousand thoughts in her head right now, the thoughts reverberated against the confines of her mind. But this wasn't the time nor place to think right now, it would make her come off as cold and calculating and Raven really didn't want that.

She looked over down the hall where the three people were lounging, a timid looking girl sat on the ground next to a guy with dark hair and an older looking man leaned on the wall. The older man said something that Raven couldn’t quite catch. The lot of them did seem nice, even if they were a little shy.

Raven took off from the wall she was leaning on and sauntered down the hall until she was in close proximity from them, leaning back on the cool wall, the feeling absolutely wonderful against her bare shoulders. She started to unconsciously toy with the small key once more, twirling it around in her fingers.

“Hey,” she said, smiling at the trio, “Name’s Raven.”

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Oto said nothing as he sat beside the girl, though he felt he should. Thinking of the only thing he could come up with to spark a conversation his thought was interrupted by the approach of Kain. "Hm, looks like everyone wants a companion." Oto thought to himself as the man introduced himself. Though Oto had no intention of doing so and instead glanced down the hall. "Curious events, huh?" He heard the man named Kain say. Responding to Kain with a simple nod, he would miss it if he wasn't looking. Now side glancing at Kain he observed the man. He could tell he also wasn't one for talking and that suited Oto just fine.

Suddenly glancing up he noticed another girl approach. "What did I start..." Oto questioned with a small sigh. Though this time he felt obligated to answer with his name. "Oto is fine..." He stated nonchalantly. Glancing at Violet, who he first came to talk to. She hadn't spoke a word since he had set down. He also had a hard time figuring her out though he could tell she wasn't the social type.

Now surrounded by 3 presences Oto felt a slight uneasiness. "Making companions of these girls could become very disadvantageous. I would like to at least test to see if they will past the first round somehow. Though at this time that seems very difficult." Oto almost completely lost himself in thought as he remembered he was surrounded by potential enemies and slid his legs in, crossed his arms and placed his chin on them. "So how do you all feel about this contest, though be weary of your words." Oto questioned calmly.

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Footsteps followed her as she walked away. The blonde guy had not taken her slap well, as expected. It was the best she could do to ignore it. Evangeline had made her first impression, though it was not the one she’d hope to leave. She’d hope to make allies- to have friends. It felt weird to only have to account for oneself, especially if one was normally very altruistic.

Suddenly, she felt someone bump into her. Evangeline turned to see a somewhat reticent young woman with long, dark hair step back.

“I’m sorry…” she said with a flat tone, her hair covering most of her face. Evangeline tilted her head to the side like a confused dog. Moments later, though, both she and the younger girl were greeted by solemn looking fellow with spiked rust-colored hair. He patted the other girl’s shoulder before moving on.

Eva opened her mouth to reply to the quiet girl but was stopped dead in her tracks by goings on just down the hall. The Shadow made yet another appearance, only this time he (could one call it a he? It could be a she for all Eva knew…) seemed thoroughly pissed off. It pulled the dramatic blonde man into the ground, never to be seen again. “Let this be a warning to you all. If you choose to act of character or make a spectacle of yourself you will risk losing your chance at greatness. I only desire those who take this seriously and are willing to do their all to win."

Only those who are willing to give their all to win, huh?’ Evangeline pondered this a moment. She had no intention of winning, only to survive. That, and to thwart those of ill-intention; she refused to let someone like that further corrupt Yecenia’s world. A young man with black hair sat down next to the shy girl. Evangeline figured the girl was fine and left her be. She’d said enough already, that was for sure.

What was I thinking, yelling at everyone like that?’ She’d been trying to sound more sensible, but in the end her irritation at that emotional blonde guy got the best of her. At least she had a year to rectify the impression she’d left in her would-be comrades if she so chose to. It might be better to maintain it until she knew who her allies were…

She heard the booming voice of Tsuyoi down the hall, coming this way, with Grudder not too far behind. They probably wouldn’t appreciate the comment she gave as she left. Evangeline had no intention of furthering hatred in any one of these people, she figured it’d be best for her to get a move one. The blonde turned around to see the melancholy man who’d greeted her before. She nodded to him as she passed, hearing him introduce himself as Kain Abel to those that remained.

Evangeline stopped and wondered whether she should stop being antisocial and return to the group. After all, she’d be spending a year with these people. Didn’t it make sense for her to get to know them. In the very least, it would help her in combat. Was that the best reason for going back? Boy, was she out of her element, here. What felt natural was for her to return to the forming group, so return she did.

"Curious events, huh?" Abel spoke. Shortly after, another girl identified herself as ‘Raven’. The guy sitting next to the shy girl responded.

"So how do you all feel about this contest, though be weary of your words." Oto inquired.

“Curious is an understatement.” Evangeline gave a slight smirk as she walked up and replied naturally- nodding to Abel to indicate her reference to his comment, “While we’re introducing ourselves, I’m Evangeline. Sorry about yelling, earlier. Lack of common sense bothers my inner mom.” She shrugged a bit with a flat, sarcastic look on her face.

"I'm not one to live in fear. Anyways, that shadow can't expect us to be quiet and acquiescent. We are the strong in spirit, after all." Evangeline put a hand on her hip. "In the very least, we should be safe so long as we don't badmouth it."

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Violet watched as everybody started to join her. Then she felt nervous. She wasn't near alot of people at once before. She started to breathe in and out really fast. Violet stood up and ran away. She started to look for a room that she could scream in. Violet stopped looking. So she sat down the way she had before and she started to rock back and forth. The memories started reeling in. Then she stopped when she felt her scythe appear in her hand. "These are different people, not the ones from before..." She started to repeat the sentence she said. Violet started to get her act together and she accidentally fell asleep there. She started to have nightmares. They were about things coming after her. They soon turned into dreams after she had killed the things.

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Henry had apparently phased out after his small speech, a bad habit of whenever he got agitated. Aparently it was time to go to the rooms he thought. So he did. He found a small humble room, nothing more than a bedroom and bathroom. It suited his needs so he threw himself upon the bed and relaxed. A tournament to become a god huh? Who would have thought? He ran over the small details they had been given in his head. Two losses and disqualified...so it obviously can't be a death match type of battle, maybe the shadowed figured will declare the winner or they will be competiting in objective type bouts? The figure had mentioned some sort of power they all had....were they all special? Some sort of chosen few? He brought his arm up in front of his face and looked at it, opening and closing his fist. What was his power?
Then he thought about himself. Why was he here? He turned his body and sat up with his legs hanging off the side of the bed. For a moment he just sat and thought with his eyes closed. Soon he opened his eyes with his conclusion.

"To gain the power to protect people." He muttered to himself.

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The blond woman, now identified as 'Evangeline', had now joined their group. She went on to agree with Kain point, all of which he took in stride with a nod of his head... The group had become rather crowded. Suited him just fine, he could blend better in a crowd rather than a group. Kain closed his eyes for a moment, mulling on these thoughts... He didn't mean to be antisocial. He was to spend a year with these people, so the thought of being alone was shot to hell. He would have to buddy up at some point, lest he risk going mad.

Then the speaking began. First, Kain responded to Oto. " 'Weary of my words?' " Kain repeated, "I don't like how you said that, boy. Sounded like a threat." Kain said with, staring at the man with his dull eyes for a moment. He then stopped pursuing the subject and shrugged. "The contest? I'm not sure yet. We have been only hear for a couple of hours... haven't had time to have an idea about the thing... Though, it sounds like a once in a lifetime chance..." Kain said, voice even and emotionless.

"Though, I wonder if these are death-matches, or until one of us is incapacitated... I may not have much to live for, but I still wish to try and live for it if I lose." Kain said, alluding to his personal life. Though, his question was a good one. The figure did not make mention of the type of tournament this was.

He then continued to listen to Evangeline and her points, nodding all the while. Him? Strong in spirit? Maybe once upon a time, but time had crushed that spirit long ago... Though, he did unquestionable agree on one point. "Yeah, I wouldn't even think bad thoughts about.. Him? It?" Kain said, finally with a little bit of emotion, though it be confusion. A chip in the shell.

Then suddenly, Violet ran off. Probably having something to do with the congregation of the group forming around her. Kain looked up for a moment in surprise as the girl bolted, taken aback with the girl's rashness and unsettling demeanor. Kain, with an eyebrow raised in confusion, asked rhetorically, "The hell was that about?"

With a smile beginning to crack at the corners of his mouth, he turned to Evangeline with a dry humor, "You're not going to bolt away from me, are you?" Kain turned his head back to looking directly ahead of him mulling over his next words... "Think someone should go check on her?" He asked.

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Oto's eyes shifted toward Kain, a sharp look in his eyes. "Oho, someone's trying to prove that they have balls, with an insult at that." "It's whatever it needs to be" Oto responded, closing his eyes a small grin tugged at the ends of his mouth. Running his left hand through his messy jet black hair. "Someone who's worried about death, will only slow me down." Oto sighed as Kain was the best choice so far for a comrade.

Oto couldn't help but give a small sigh as the girl who introduced herself as Evangeline kept talking. Though he was glad that someone was keeping the conversation.
"Yeah, I wouldn't even think bad thoughts about.. Him? It?" Kain stated agreeing with Evangeline.

With that Oto remembered the other guy vanishing and the Shadow Figures presence. Clenching his fists, Oto felt his adrenaline start to flow. Just the thought of that guy set his blood on fire. Oto stared straight ahead of him, not staring at anything in particular. "These moments are the times that I wish I had a sparring partner."

Suddenly noticing Violets breathing, Oto reached out to touch her shoulder. "Hey are you alr-" before he could finish she had stood to her feet and ran off somewhere.

Sighing Oto made it to his feet, and slid his hands in his pockets. Staring in the direction she went, debating on whether or not he should go after her. "What am I debating about?? What do I care if that girl runs away?" Oto thought to himself as he shook his head slightly forgetting about the girl. Glancing around at Kain and Eva, he wondered if they would fight with him for the hell of it. Though he decided to wait to ask that question as he leaned against the wall folding his arms. Another small sigh escaping him.

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Re: [OOC] To Wield One's Soul

If I can get at least 4 of you guys willing to restart, Ill take this over, but I think It'd be best to give the guy a few days to show up.

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hate it when this happens, well if someone starts this up again please let me know via pm or a post on here

Re: [OOC] To Wield One's Soul

Alright...

And I had a good idea for Kain Abel too.

Not ever day I can make a name that biblical, nor a character that deep and dejected...

Alas, perhaps I will find another home for him.

Re: [OOC] To Wield One's Soul

Well, think this is a classic case of gm split, sorry folks it was a good idea, I vote we give it till monday, after that I'm personally writing this off as another good idea that fell off the track.

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Same here, I don't really know what to do until that God dude comes back.

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Im waitin on the ShadowMan personally, I dont know what else I could do other then a generic "Tom wanders around finds a room and takes a nap."

Re: [OOC] To Wield One's Soul

Right, as promised, I made my post...

I tried to have Kain speak to everyone in the immediate area so they could interact a little better. Even if Kain is anti-social, I know what keeps a good RP going...

Re: [OOC] To Wield One's Soul

I still here...

I just can't make a post right now...

But tomorrow. Maybe.

Re: [OOC] To Wield One's Soul

I agree. Wheah's duh activity?

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Hey, people! What happened to all of the activity? This lack of posts is making me sad. :(

Re: [OOC] To Wield One's Soul

hey guys sorry i havent posted in a while I've had some problems that needed taking care of. I'll get one up as soon as I can

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Say, Joe, question - what are the rooms like? Is that up to us? Not sure where we can go after completing the meet and greet phase here, heh.

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If you lot have a problem with someone, tell them so that they can fix that problem. Going behind a person's back and complaining is not dealing with the problem at hand, it is simply brushing said problem under the rug like dirt.

You need to adjust your attitude, and confront the problem at hand, instead of talking about it behind a person's back. Talking about a problem is so much easier than brushing it under a rug, wouldn't you agree? Because then it wouldn't come back and bit you in the rear.

This ain't a threat, only a warning. Talk about the problem with the person, or you'll end up hurting yourselves in the long run.

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Re Mikael's Punishment:

You have been smote.

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Alrighty. Once everybody has done their first post, I'll make another and from that point it'll jsut be everyone getting to know each other and doing research on their fellow combatants and then after a while I announce the first fight and etc

Sound good? :]