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| It's Mine!; [p]Keelin | |
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| Ollie | Sat Mar 15, 2014 3:46 pm Post #1 |
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Ollie breathed in ragged gasps, more an instinctual reaction after his recent flight than a need for air. he stood far above the ground in a cloudy sky colored by the coming sunset. He stared up from the cloud he stood on as though it were solid, if spongy, ground at the towering figure before him. It stared down, ignoring the rage in his eyes, giving him a look of pity that angered him all the more. Arrows dotted its alabaster skin like pinpricks so shallow it didn't bother to acknowledge them. Ollie stared up into that horribly placid face, figure cloaked in hood and shadows, attempting to will it to death. "Ollie!" A voice sounded in his mind. "You okay?!" "I'm fine," he muttered allowed, never breaking eye contact with the giant before him. Fleeing didn't work. It'd chased him across the plains. Fighting didn't work. He'd littered the giant's body with those attempts. For whatever reason, it didn't try to kill him, but it demanded far worse. "Weary creature," It boomed, a voice that drowned out even the dragon's voice as it rode with Justin far below. "Is it not time to cease this, and allow your soul to rest? It is time it return where it should be, Little One. Please do not proceed in this foolishness." "No..." Ollie said, a harsh whisper compared to the volume of the giant. "No, I don't care what you say you are. Angel, demon, whatever, it doesn't matter. It's my soul, and you can't have it! COSPER!" One of the myriad clouds in the sky darted in defiance of the wind, speeding toward Ollie. He leapt, landing upon it as it soared around the giant, barely keeping ahead of its slow turning. Sunset, Ollie thought, both to himself and his fly dragon. He just needed to hold off until sunset. Then, he could fight. Edited by Ollie, Sat Mar 15, 2014 3:53 pm.
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| Keelin | Tue Mar 18, 2014 7:52 pm Post #2 |
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The giant monster was the talk of the town. It had flown over the area just that morning. Keelin stopped her horse next to two gossiping old women chatting at the market. They noticed her before she even said anything, since her body had eclipsed the sun from this angle. Instead of greeting them, she lightly grabbed the brim of her hat. "Did the 'dragon' look anything like this?" The elf pulled a scroll from her jacket's inside pocket, giving a flick of her wrist to force it to unfurl downward. It bore an image of a serpent with bone wings and the upper body of a faceless human. Beautiful Celestial scripture surrounded its head and filled the negative space around the image -- some kind of artifact. "Yes, that does look quite similar." "Which direction was it flying?" They pointed. Keelin left. Steadfast tore across the plains at full gallop. Not a single road was in sight -- only endless carpets of calf-deep grass swaying in the wind. She saw and heard the angel at almost the exact same time. Keelin made to to the top of a gentle hill, where she got an uninhibited view of the soul collector in its true form. It was humongous. She couldn't believe an extraplanar could sustain a form that large in Chaon. It must have been continuously sapping power from Celestia just to keep its form up. Keelin's gut sank, but she fought back her raw fear by kicking her spurs into Steadfast's flanks. The horse charged after the colossus. |
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| Ollie | Tue Mar 18, 2014 8:14 pm Post #3 |
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Steadfast began to close the gap, though the colossus of an angel barely looked to grow closer, like chasing down a steep mountain range. A figure came into view, dwarfed on the current landscape. It turned and ran toward her, solidifying into a riderless horse. As as the white and brown horse drew close and began to run beside Steadfast, Keelin could see that it, in fact, wasn't riderless. The rider was simply very small. A gold scaled dragon, curled around the saddle horn, its limbs unseen or nonexistent save for its furled wings, raised its serpentlike, horned head and watched Keelin with cinnamon eyes. It blinked, and words formed in Keelin's mind, though they were not her own. "Hi! You wanna fight Big Mind?" the foreign words asked, the image of the angel appearing with the moniker "Big Mind." "You know why it chase Ollie?" Another face, that of a pale man with thick black hair, connected with the new name. The dragon watched her, waiting politely to hear the words it already saw her begin to form. |
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| Keelin | Wed Mar 19, 2014 12:19 am Post #4 |
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At first Keelin thought it was the horse speaking telepathically to her. The voice was too squeaky and cute to belong to an animal that large. She almost jumped when she saw the little dragon coiled around the horn of the saddle. "Why hello there, little creature!" She touched her hat in greeting. "I'd love to not just fight, er, 'Big Mind,' but I'd also like to kill him." Keelin matched the mental image to the face up in the cloud. "I see. Little creature, this angel wants your friend's soul. I don't know if your friend will survive the process. The only way to stop him is to kill him. Can you help? Oh, I almost forgot. The name's Keelin Madaricatu. Yours?" The elf extended a hand even though they were both riding at high speed toward a giant monster. |
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| Ollie | Wed Mar 19, 2014 12:29 am Post #5 |
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"Don't wanna share," the dragon said petulantly to Keelin's request, though pleased feelings flowed from the comments on its cuteness. "Ollie call me 'Dragon' 'cause Fly Dragon." The pride of the thought shared it thought itself equal in status, if not in power, to the greater examples of dragon kind. "Horsie is Sir." "Ollie! New friend 'Keelin' here!" Ollie heard in his head as he rode upon Cosper, trying to spy any weakness in this monster. "She say it want your soul!" "FAN-DAMN-TASTIC!" Ollie shouted into the sky. "Does she want to share some OTHER useful knowledge, like how the sky's blue or grass grows!?" "Ollie say he know Big Mind's wants," the dragon shared from its brief conversation with Ollie. "He wanna keep it busy until sun gone. Know other things about Big Mind to help Ollie? I tell him." |
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| Keelin | Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:04 pm Post #6 |
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Keelin cut the middleman and shouted back to Ollie at the top of her lungs. "Are you insane?! The night is practically the domain of the Esalusean angels! We have to kill it now, while the sun is weakening it!" "As much as I enjoy hearing folktales," the angel's tone smiled, but its face was made of solid porcelain, "are you certain of the difference between rumor and truth?" "GAH! Prophets [removed]ing alive could you please whisper or something, Abas?!" The angel paused at the mentioning of its name. "Who are you?" it whispered. Keelin was too busy crouching on her horse's saddle. She waited for the perfect timing to jump off her horse, summoning her hook-swords in mid-air and landing on the side of Abas' colossal serpentine body. The hooks ripped into the monster's hard hide like nothing, giving her a firm point to hang off. "Who am I?" she shouted. "I don't matter! Hahahahahaha!" Abas took to the skies in an attempt to shake her off. |
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| Ollie | Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:30 pm Post #7 |
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"She say it stronger at night," the fly dragon said. Well, don't we share something in common... Ollie thought to himself, interrupted as the giant spoke again, this time its head inclined toward the ground where, far below, the distant figures of two horses ran, riding far too close to the creature. Get Justin away, Dragon! "Will. Gonna help Steady first." Who's Stead-HER HORSE? Why can't she watch it!? Ollie kept circling around the behemoth's midsection, eyes continuing to scan the white length as he crouched on Cosper. He glanced down on occasion, worried for his horse, and he couldn't help but stare as he saw the woman leap away from her horse, her weapons securing her to the flesh of the monster's tail. Cosper spun and struggled to stay intact as the sudden rush of the creature's body upward created a gust of wind pulling the cloud and Ollie toward it. "Is she crazy!?" "Yes," the fly dragon replied, then turned its thoughts to the horse it rode. "Watch Steady. Keep him and you safe, kay?" the dragon said, considerably calm considering the insane act it'd just witness. Of course, it knew it'd happen as soon as Keelin did, and now it was its turn to watch her. It lifted off, tiny wings pulling it upward with rapid speed, changing its trajectory with deft agility as Abas began to undulate its thin tail. "Hi," the dragon said, choosing to alight on Keelin and wrap itself securely around one of her arms. "Know you more wanna hurt Big Mind Abas, but you also help Ollie, right? I help, if you let me." Edited by Ollie, Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:34 pm.
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| Keelin | Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:49 pm Post #8 |
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The force of Abas' takeoff was insane. Her hat didn't even last one second. It was oddly exhilarating, in a "probably going to die" way. Keelin started laughing uncontrollably from the adrenaline rush, but the sound was completely destroyed by the power of the wind. She noticed the little dragon curling around her arm and her laughter turned into a mere smile. "Yes! Of course, help me! I'm holding on for dear life and can't do anything, haha!" Dead prophets, is this thing ever going to level off? Keelin thought. Oh, I get it. He's going to fly so high up that I'll die from lack of air or freeze to death. I wonder which one happens first? |
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| Ollie | Tue Mar 25, 2014 7:11 pm Post #9 |
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The dragon smiled, or at least bared its teeth in an amiable way. The lack of lips limited genteel grins. "Good!" it said, then stretched its neck, bumping its forehead against hers. Sudden knowledge flew through Keelin's head. It unraveled itself from around her arm, made a snk, snk sound that barely reached her ears before it dropped out of sight. "I watch Sir and Steady. Don't worry! I be there if you need it!" It cried into her mind. "I tell Ollie want you wanna tell him! Have fun!" Left within her mind, along with the assurance that she could reach the dragon no matter where the angel might take her, was another revelation: she could fly. "Nononono, stay together!" Ollie screamed at the continuing vortex. "Cosper, come on, Cosper!" Cosper, however, despite its "loveable dog hit by a cart too often" personality, was just a cloud, and in the wake of such aeronautic forces, dissipated into nothing. Ollie began to drop, somehow ignoring the gale as he suddenly shot backward, landing on a cloud outside the vortex. "Dammit, what is going...." he stopped midrant, staring at the tail end of the rising angel. "....Dragon, is that Keelin?" "Yup!" it said proudly. "....She is nuts," Ollie muttered, running to the edge of the cloud and leaping off, sailing through the sky once more as he attempted to rendezvous with her. How much longer until I can really fight this thing? "Abas." What? "It name Abas." You said you couldn't read its mind! "Is what Keelin call it." How does she know!? "Ask her!" Ask her...argh! When's sunset?! "Not long now. Five minutes?" Ollie sighed. I am so glad these conversations take less than a second, he moaned. |
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| Keelin | Thu Apr 3, 2014 4:42 pm Post #10 |
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Keelin wasn't certain why she had received the cutest little headbutt ever until she felt her body's weight decrease. What followed was a rapid progression of emotions. "Waitwaitwait what the hell is going on... I can fly! I can fly! How?! ...And how do I control-- oh I see! ...Hahahahaha this is the best!" Most of the flying dreams Keelin had were nightmares. A host of angels would drag her kicking and screaming, crying and begging for her life, into the sky, where they would dissect her alive. This was like those flying dreams, except instead of being awful it was the best thing ever. Exhilarating. Keelin whipped through the air around colossal Abas, holding her hands out like wings. The magical energy spiraling around her hook swords trailed past her, letting her make patterns by spinning and swirling and doing barrel rolls, laughing hysterically the whole time. "Listen to me, Abas! Hey, listen!" The angel's porcelain face turned to Keelin, who had been laughing so hard that tears were squeezed from her face. "I can fly now! None of you angels are safe!! HAHAHA, EHEHAHAHA!" The celestial brought up its massive hand and tried to swat her away, leaving cackling Keelin to dart out of the way like a gnat. "You wanna get serious, now? Do you?! Because I can fly now, [removed]! You don't want to mess with me!" |
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| Ollie | Sun Apr 27, 2014 3:01 pm Post #11 |
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"THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Ollie shouted as Keelin began to zip about like a vodka loaded hummingbird. The angel watched for a time, face as blank as before, before raising its arm in deceptively slow fashion, hand cupped in readiness as it rushed to intercept Keelin. Ollie abandoned his cloud in a streak of shadowy black, grabbing Keelin by the waist before the fist could close around her, taking her to what he hoped was outside the angel's reach. "You can fly! That doesn't make you invincible, dammit!" Ollie scowled at her, only his glaring eyes visible under his hood and face mask. "Now, do you have a plan to stop this thing or at least get it off my ass?!" |
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| Keelin | Sun Jul 13, 2014 3:43 pm Post #12 |
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Keelin gave Ollie the eye, like saving her ass and lecturing about her attitude was somehow a terribly unfounded insult. "Of course I have a plan. I'm going to kill Abas, then triumphantly ride on his corpse all the way down." She could already picture it. It would be one of her finest moments. The soul collector, on the other hand, was not willing to let his quarry float around daydreaming for too long. Keelin cracked a grin, narrowing her eye. She gestured with one sword for Ollie to get out of the way -- he was coming after her this time. The angel hunter crossed her hook-swords in front of her, hovering in place. Abas flapped his wings once to pick up speed. He closed in faster and faster. The porcelain mask cracked, then split in half near the bottom, revealing a maw lined with teeth, more than large enough to swallow her whole. It was terrifying. Keelin stood her ground. At the exact moment she needed, the mote of light forming in front of her knuckles burst outward into a cone shape. Searing light surged straight into its mouth, past its neck, hit the shoulders of its wings. Keelin zipped to the side at the last possible moment, hooking into the fleshy part of Abas' neck. The weapon carved a several-foot-long gash across the angel's flesh from the sheer momentum before catching on something more solid. Keelin swung around and perched on the angel, riding it as it flew at tremendous speeds across the endless plains. She'd lost track of Ollie, but that was okay. One attack at a time and this big guy would go down eventually. Hopefully not too soon, though; Keelin was having way too much fun. Up ahead, Abas' mouth closed and the mask sealed, though now it was warped with burns. She really got him that time. |
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