Darkender

Sensational.

I don't even know how that happened.

I suck at RPs.

Ugh. All this time I've been interweaving my characters as deep into Khazan as possible. I do plan on bringing two characters over into the new launch.

Yeah, I'll probably be fine with whatever you guys decide. I'll just be grateful for something.

Yeah I felt the recent creation system, while I appreciated the update, put a certain creative restraint on me. I'm willing to throw my hat in to help with this new 'fpl' anyway needed.

Well if we're going to write this we have about a month. Cutting it close in FPL time, unless we plan on finishing it on a new server. I'm with Nihlium, just waiting for a place to migrate.

I would be down for both helping to write an apocalypse and joining a new lesser FPL.

*Sheds tear*

*taps foot*

I haven't read half of the new FPL yet.

I'd be down for something with the syndicate. I've been wanting to write a character for the team for forever! It seems these tournaments are the only thing that gets those creative juices flowing anymore.

I actually like both of these characters a lot. They excel in two different ways, to me anyway. I like the idea of both. Erebus is a great read for 200 word count character. There's a lot of descriptive scenes in there, but unfortunately they tend to draw away from the character. I know the feel of the room but less about Erebus. It would've been nice to know just how bad he was.(This is what I wanted to do with my character actually) However, the writing is great except for some minor errors. The Count was good. It wrote a character that I'm sure I would want to win in a movie, a character I can root for. The writing is alright. The only thing I don't like is the last power description. It really turned me off from the character. What I'd like to see in the future is if The Count loses his powers, and how he manages without them.

We'll see...

Next time Pseudo... Next time.

The house burned with an almost unnatural flame, which danced with joy as it fed. The two boys, Skylar and Bobby, marveled at the whirls of sparks and cringed at the pops and cracks. “I liked that house. I wanted to stay.†Bobby said, pouting but still transfixed on the orange glow. “We couldn’t. More people would come looking for us.†Bobby conceited quickly, knowing Skylar was right and placed his colorful polo collar in his mouth, biting on it obsessively. “Now where will we go?†“I don’t know yet.†Together they sat and listened to the fire whisper. Oh, it had such great stories. Action scenes, heroes and villains, all plotted together into a fantastical, sensible story. The burning coals were falling upon themselves as the sirens came into earshot. Skylar nudged Bobby and they walked on past what was left of the vegetable garden and into the much less trimmed backyard of Khazan. The boys had found refuge deep in the woods where there were no sirens, but only the rustle of a living forest. They raced each other to no particular destination until Bobby stopped in his tracks. Skylar ran a couple more yards before realizing he was running alone, stopping, and turning to his companion. He stared up into the trees. "What is it?" Bobby pointed, "Look!" And there, about 20 feet off the ground was a tree house built perfectly into a tree. It was a white box with square windows on each side. It sat in the tree with a certain dominance, almost claiming its spot in the forest, among the trees. The boys took a few steps closer and saw no ladder led to the little house, but the low branches made a natural stepping way. Skylar smiled ear to ear and Bobby chewed away at his collar as he watched him climb. Skylar nimbly climbed the branches and arrived below the tree house where there was a trap door. He pushed against it, but it didn't budge. He tried again. It still wouldn't. He looked down to Bobby who was becoming anxious. Skylar's eyes turned black as he pounded on the trap door, flinging it open and sending the nearby birds off. Every Door Is A Dimension He pulled himself up and into the sunlit room. The square house was surprisingly decorated, or cluttered. There was a desk that sat in front of a mirror, and upon the desk were tons of trinkets along with burnt out candles. Skylar absent-mindedly searched the trinkets, fingering the chips on a porcelain horse figurine that lay behind some sort of mother board. Bobby then finally pulled himself through the square portal. “Cool.†He said joining Skylar at the desk. Skylar stepped back, allowing Bobby free range with the trinkets and sat in the wheeling chair which was positioned in the corner, obviously meant for the desk. He sat down and let his head fall, watching the shadows of the leaves dance on the walls. He then realized the numbers etched into the walls. What he thought before was simply ugly wallpaper was in fact thousands of math formulas written over and over again. Trying to decipher them made him dizzy so he closed his eyes. When his eyes opened Bobby was gone, but there was a presence in the room. He could feel it. He sat up slowly and the energy creature came into view. He was working on something at the desk. “You do not belong here. You are trespassing.†The mundane voice stated simply, without turning to face him. “This is a very nice tree house.†Skylar said, unsure of what else to say. “Where is Bobby?†“There are a plethora of ways that question could be answered. The question is; why are you still here?†“I’m not leaving without Bobby.â€

I imagined him with more of a solemn/emo Kent look. Solely off his name, if anything.

Yeah, this character was an idea I had before this tourney and Treacherous suggested I save it for this. It didn't transfer over as well as I would have liked since I had to omit and leave some things unanswered. Because of the word limit, for example, I purposely left out his name since he was narrating it. Assuming it would be understandable he lost his memory. However, I also assumed the little description on the dark world would rule out Earth, which doesn't have any sort of everlasting night time, and lead one to assume it was an alien planet. But , bah! I do plan on writing a whole sheet for him, so I can at least show him progress as a character on Earth. Thanks for the review though!