tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post8141663020469540303..comments2023-03-25T02:37:40.396-07:00Comments on Imagination Civilization: The Axis of Glorious Retribution Day three!Destroyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07399821702052470424noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post-14935816264497339032010-03-24T18:52:53.402-07:002010-03-24T18:52:53.402-07:00Now that the forge is complete and the rain no lon...Now that the forge is complete and the rain no longer a problem, I will spend my day making more complex and useful tools. Also I would like to attempt to research the nuts in an attempt to weaponize them. (sorry I havnt been on much but they jacked up my hours hard core...)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00110041341109413210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post-86428309849267884462010-03-24T18:10:55.002-07:002010-03-24T18:10:55.002-07:00“For shame!” I cry outwards to the swiftly retreat...“For shame!” I cry outwards to the swiftly retreating storm clouds. “This new tonic will not do! I need a more powerful base, perhaps involving some Ziggy Vine extract? Either way, the weeds and flowers scattering the shore line will suffice no longer!”<br /><br />Striding across the debris strewn beach, and stepping over the semi-conscious circus performer, I glare at the smoking volcano towering over us from the center of the island. Once I reach the edge of the beach, I level a finger at it.<br /><br />”I see you there! Yes! Yes I do! So <i>dark</i>, so <i>ominous</i>! You probably hold a veritable mother load of poisonous and mind altering plants within your unfathomable pits! And I shall have them! <i>And your Lionphoenix too</i>!”<br /><br />I stop for a moment, putting finger to lips, looking to either side of me, lest one should hear my thoughts whispered aloud.<br /><br />“Yes…YES! Surely, a creature such as the Lionphoenix would break any material bonds we may affix to her…but another form of control may suffice, perhaps? Even the strongest of men flail as ineffectively as invalid children at the might of chemical dependency! I imagine a majestic beast would fair no better, against the ‘stickiest of the icky’ that this infernal island may harbor within its dark and sweltering taint.”<br /><br />I turn back towards the fiery mountain, my eyes now alight with a fire of their own. “Yes! I have you now! Though, it might help to try and remember at least some of my instructions from back in the Arcane Academy. A little magic might come in use, if my beautiful, scaly Children are not at hand.”<br /><br />At a moan from behind me, I turn back towards the unconscious girl.<br /><br />“You there, on the ground, with the malaria! Stay here and tow the fort, or line the hold, or whatever the grunts with the shiny helmets say. I’m heading into the island seeking victory and knowledge, or homemade narcotics. Speaking of which, there is a jar of special brew in my hut, if you can reach the top shelf, next to the bits of rotting fish and the necklace made of coconuts. If you need help applying it, ask one of the Glorious Children. I leave you, wounded, bleeding, and diseased, in their carnivorous care.”<br /><br />“This is a good plan,” I say.<br /><br />My turn: I will be leading a small cadre of three Sharklizard cultists deeper into the jungle, leaving the rest of the Glorious Children to feast on whatever dead sea creatures may have turned up on the beach. This will let them also serve as defense for the base camp.<br /><br />While traveling, I will be munching on a small handful of leaves that are known to stimulate memory. I will be attempting to remember anything from my Defense Against the Awesome Arts, and Practical Magic classes from freshman year at the Academy. I realize that I may not be able to remember the entire courses, and so I am attempting to remember the basics.Matt Myershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05012883117413475193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post-37095157103297121672010-03-23T08:52:52.022-07:002010-03-23T08:52:52.022-07:00((If you give me what you want the day before I ma...((If you give me what you want the day before I may be able to put something out for you.))BeckyDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16787996423563120553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post-47901036983325219222010-03-23T02:40:03.948-07:002010-03-23T02:40:03.948-07:00Hey! You don't like my totally awesome paint m...Hey! You don't like my totally awesome paint murals? Well I am always accepting donations. Photoshop would be nice. :PDestroyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07399821702052470424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post-72296412429747530512010-03-22T15:50:00.511-07:002010-03-22T15:50:00.511-07:00((Sorry guys I've been away from the internet ...((Sorry guys I've been away from the internet for a few days)) I awaken by opening my eyes but not remembering anything that happened the previous day. I look down at my arms and notice something is wrong. Turning to my side I lurch and hurl up chunks of fruit and I think part of a stick. I whip my face and slowly look around. The world is spinning and my skin feels like it's burning. A sharp pain rushes to my head and I place my hand on what seems to be an open wound. When everything comes into focus I see purple spots all over my body. Instantly I start to panic and get out of my tent. Looking around I see the carnage of the storm from the previous day. Had I really skipped the whole storm? What happened yesterday? Suddenly the whole island starts to spin and I fall to the ground. I hear Adon's(Lightfufu) voice and some orders but not a lot of it gets though. I decide to stay on the ground and let the sun soak me. ((Is that purple thing suppose to be Fera?))BeckyDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16787996423563120553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post-81260492212441671742010-03-22T15:06:15.905-07:002010-03-22T15:06:15.905-07:00During the morning I will quickly go through my Ka...During the morning I will quickly go through my Katas, trying to incorporate as much of my new abilities into them as well as my flame abilities. Once I've gone through them once or twice, I gather up several canteens of water, 2 days worth of rations, my lantern and the map.<br /><br />"Ok guys, I'm heading into the jungle. I said that I wanted Goop and Fera(Becky) to come with me but some things have changed. Stalker didn't come back last night and I'm worried about him. Fera, I don't want to you to do much since you're injured and sick. I think i heard you say something about a healing salve Goop? Try and help Fera out as best as you can. I'm hoping to find Stalker and I'll be sure to mark anything interesting that I find along the way. If you don't hear from me in a few days...I want you to mount a rescue team! Don't you dare leave in there!"<br /><br />After the awe-inspiring speech i head into the jungle trying to track Stalker to rescue him!LightFuFuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17105493355492825264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6924922993728728089.post-58011307158665704282010-03-22T09:47:57.841-07:002010-03-22T09:47:57.841-07:00Awakening the next morning, I decide to rip a part...Awakening the next morning, I decide to rip a part of my shirt off. Removing the wood sprinters from my leg, and tying the piece of shirt around the open wound to help it heal. After making sure it is secure, I slowly walk through the cave, checking the walls for any information to grasp more about the island, or any secrets to magic written on the wall. After spending the entire day on it, I find a niche to sleep in, as to not be attacked by any unwanted visitors in my injured state.StalkerFuFuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03156090357619378548noreply@blogger.com