Minecraft Roleplay [Lite] [No Applying]

[HarmakAnna]

[Sorry for being late, had some other commitments and sleeping to do.
Time sweepers shoot trash that's at least 30 pounds, from trash cans to flower beds to bombs to even 16 ton weights.]
Seeing the lightning almost strike Darth multiple times, Blinx gets ready to pause time. Just before he gets the chance, a skeleton whacks the sweeper out of his hands.
Blinx makes a mad dash for the sweeper, almost getting hit by lightning multiple times. He gets his sweeper only to find out that he had been followed by a chupacabra.

 

[Thetogolopian]

[question for the compilation: 3rd person omniscient or change perspective based on the poster?]

[definitely 3rd omniscient. Changing based on the individual would be way too complicated and confusing.]

 

[StoryMaster]

Darth quickly seized the advantage. The skeleton warrior had stabbed the sword into the ground to free up it's hand. With a pulling gesture, he yanked the sword free and brought it to his grasp.

Stepping back from Darth, the skeleton gives Darth a quick teethy smile. Darth now held a giant steel sword, which in this case acts as a lightning rod. The lightning will now hit its mark more accurately and with greater force, unless Darth acts quickly.​

 

[StoryMaster]

[it is absolutely, positively, without a doubt unnecessary (and tacky) to be redundant in your writing.]

That's it, come on... there! The Ogre came after Durwin and didn't pay attention to what was underneath it. Suddenly the ground dropped out from under the Ogre and it fell 30 feet and landed on it's bottom. Durwin walked to the edge of the improvised trap and smiled to himself. He called down,

"Now, I can help you get out of there. But first you gotta let me in the barrier!"

"Ya tricky butterfley man! I don' liek ya, so I no wanna help ya!"​

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[StoryMaster]

He gets his sweeper only to find out that he had been followed by a _____.

CHUPACABRA​

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[cute huh?]​

 

[StoryMaster]

[question for the compilation: 3rd person omniscient or change perspective based on the poster?]

[3rd person is probably for the best, if you can manage it. Thanks for doing this, man.]

 

[HarmakAnna]

[I'll be away until around Friday, so don't expect anything from me.]

 

[DarthLego5679]

Stepping back from Darth, the skeleton gives Darth a quick teethy smile. Darth now held a giant steel sword, which in this case acts as a lightning rod. The lightning will now hit its mark more accurately and with greater force, unless Darth acts quickly.​

Realizing that the lightning will be more likely to strike the sword more than anything else, Darth quickly realized that he must remove it from his immediate vicinity. Tossing it up in the air, he made the quick cuts, leaving the sword in four glowing pieces. He smirked behind his mask.

Quickly realizing that he was still in serious danger from the lightning, Darth brought his lightsaber to bear against the grinning skeleton. [Can reflect/absorb the lightning, partially, at least.]

"Ouch time" Darth thought.

Darth braced himself for the incoming barrage of lightning.

 

[Thetogolopian]

"Ya tricky butterfley man! I don' liek ya, so I no wanna help ya!"​

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"Alright then I can just bury you in that hole." Durwin turned and lifted his arms, which lifted enough dirt to fill the hole. He moved it over the Ogre.

"Any last words?"

 

[Defiant_Blob]

Suddenly a club came flying from behind, nearly hitting and killing Durwin. An Ogre had come up from behind.

"Why ya try'n kil brutha? Ah kil yoo!"​

 

[StoryMaster]

[Sorry for the slow replies, my grandparents are in town for the week.]​

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Darth braced himself for the incoming barrage of lightning.​

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[Feel free to script the lightning strikes as you wish, as it's rather hard for me to say "The Lightning Strikes" and then having to wait for another, so you can do whatever with the lightning. Also, we can wrap up this fight if you wish.]​

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[Thetogolopian]

"Ah kil yoo!"​

[totally thought of Achmed the Dead Terrorist XP ]

Durwin spun around at the sound of the club smashing into the ground.

"Another one... really?" Durwin glared at the new Ogre.

"This has taken too long already." Durwin held his hand out at the club embedded in the dirt. A cylindrical piece broke off and flew toward him. He knelt down and undid his shoelaces and removed the laces and the shoes. With the components he had just gathered, Durwin conjured a make shift bit, strengthening the laces and the wood.

"Let's go cupcake!" And he dashed toward the Ogre.

 

[HarmakAnna]

[How would we finish the fight? It seems like we haven't beaten too many of them.]

 

[StoryMaster]

[How would we finish the fight? It seems like we haven't beaten too many of them.]

[I'm talking about the individual battle between the skele and Darth and you, not the whole battle.]

 

[StoryMaster]

"YA CAHL ME'A CUPCAHKE?! I KEEL YA!!!"​

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The Ogre rips a tree trunk from the ground and takes another mighty swing at Durwin. ​

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The Ogre that is in the crevice attempts to climb out.​

 

[DarthLego5679]

The lightning struck, nearly tearing the lightsaber from Darth's grasp.

Gripping the hilt tightly, he worked with all his strength to avoid being forced backwards.

When the burst of lightning had ended, Darth glared at the skeleton warrior.

"Is that all you got?" he taunted.

"C'mon skeleboy. I thought you were tough."

Looking around, he saw even more skeletons surrounding them.

"Darn it. Looks like getting out alive was too much to hope for afterall."

"Come on, Harmak, you can at least save yourself if you escape now." Darth thought.

Noticing the skeleton warrior was gathering for another burst of lightning, Darth made a quick decision.

Darth threw his lightsaber once more, watching it start spinning towards the skeleton in a red blur.
As he did so, he dodged to the right, and with a quick flip landed behind the skeleton warrior.
Clamping his iron grip around the skeleton's neck, he began twisting it with all his strength.

 

[DKnucklehead]

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The enemies flood over the battlefield as they charge towards the fallen base. Those who are still alive cower behind the fallen walls, and a few brave soldiers still fire their weapons. A child hugs their father, who can be plainly seen by the state of his wounds that he won't make it out alive.​

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The Texans emerge from the walls, their horses blur of an array of colors and the clattering of hooves against the hard ground alarms the frontlines of the enemy and causes their charge to momentarily cease. The horses make a defensive line across the weakened base. Don calls towards the enemy army.​

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"The Eyes of Texas are upon you Armies of Darkness! Retreat now and escape our wrathful justice!"​

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A few orcs turn their heads at each other and start laughing. A few more join and then soon the whole army is amused by the Texan's threat.​

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A shot echoes.​

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A rather tall and built Orc steps forward and collapses. He had been shot dead right between the eyes.​

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Don lowers his gun and places it back into his holster. He removes a short bronze colored sword from his belt and he rides his horse a few paces ahead an begins riding with haste across the defensive line with his sword raised high into the air.​

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"Riders of Texas! This day marks the day man was born! The beginning of a new era, where the realms of the universe unite to defeat a common enemy!"​

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Don turns around to face the enemy army, and points with his sword.​

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"The greatest and only weapon of man is hope! Hope lies within our hearts, and it is up to us to embody it into our SWORDS, our HEARTS, and our SOULS! Hope can crush through all armies!"​

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"CALL UPON YOU ANCESTORS! CALL UPON YOUR DEITIES! CALL UPON THE HOPE OF MAN!"​

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"RIDE!!"​

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"RIDE FOR VICTORY!!"​

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"RIDE FOR THE NEW DAWN!!"​

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Don leads the charge forth towards the enemy.​

 

[StoryMaster]

The lightsaber spins around and slices through the skeleton's chest and the skeleton collapses slightly, but then gets pulled back by Darth's clamp​

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Its head begins pivoting so that it faces Darth.​

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"An ally of yours shall turn on you."​

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The skeleton gives Darth a push, knocking him on his back. The skeleton raises a sharp knife and gets ready to stab Darth.​

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Lightning strikes.​

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The Skeleton collapses, and turns to a pile of bones at Darth's feet.​

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Sariel is seen floating in the air, his arm outstretched pointing at the pile of bones. You infer it was him who sent down the last bolt. He floats down and removes the lightsaber from the pile of debris and hands it to Darth.​

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"Looks like he got a taste of his own medicine."​

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Sariel helps Darth stand up.​

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"You up for some more slashy-slashy?" Sariel says eyeing the skeletons nearby.​

 

[StoryMaster]

[ DarthLego5679 , are you going to be able to keep doing the Roleplay? ]

 

[DarthLego5679]

[ DarthLego5679 , are you going to be able to keep doing the Roleplay? ]

[Hopefully. If I can't, we can figure out some death]

 

[DarthLego5679]

Darth staggers slightly, and manages to wheeze
"If I'm not, I'll wind up dying"

He turns to Sariel.

"Introductions can wait. Now is time for some more "slashy-slashy" as you put it."

 

[HarmakAnna]

[I'm talking about the individual battle between the skele and Darth and you, not the whole battle.]

[Oh. ]

 

[StoryMaster]

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Don leads the charge forth towards the enemy.​

The leading Officer Orc of the front lines shots orders with a voice sounding of phlegm.​

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"Form ranks! Brace yourselves you grubs!"​

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"Archers prepare to fire!"​

 

[StoryMaster]

"Introductions can wait. Now is time for some more "slashy-slashy" as you put it."

"Then let's get to it!"​

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Sariel begins be twirling into the closest wall of skeletons and begins removing them joint by joint. A small path is being cleared through the enemy and Sariel urges Darth to follow him.​

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"Let's head towards the magicians, they're making a barrier protecting the higher ranking officers. That'll open things out for the others."​

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[StoryMaster]

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The Commander orders two surviving companies of soldiers to assist as cover fire for the Texans. There are two cannons available on that side that still function, and are ready for use. A few wizards are able to join and help as well, and prepare to unleash a variety of spells.​

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Afterwards, the Commander himself and a few companies of men prepare gathering the surviving war machines and then will assist after the initial charge.​