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« on: December 28, 2006, 04:08:48 PM »

In the chaos of the battle ace regains his balance after the stunning blow from the minotaur. He lights up a fireball in each hand and throws them at two lizard men. Then an Aspy solider fired a bullet at him but missed. Ace winked at the lean man and snaped his fingers like he did on his first moments on Gian and two streams of fire blast the man to ashes.
"tsch... Guns." He mutters.
The minotar smashes through a few lizard men and stares at ace, he seems to really want to kill him.
"Wow, big guy. I am two things right now: A devil and pissed off!" Ace blasts two fireballs at its face causing it to roar in pain.
He charges up a bigger one and throws it at its chest knocking the beast to the ground.
"Ha ha!" He gloats.
Then he sees in the corner of his eye a blue glair. It is coming off the neck of an Aspy.
'Hey, thats a blue minotaur cystal, he must have stolen it off one' he thinks 'He probably summoned ol' ugly over there.'
"Hey! You with the fruity necklace! Bring it on!" Ace taunts and moves in for the kill.

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« on: December 24, 2006, 08:48:35 PM »

Ace, still in his angry dash into the city, noticed the gigantic beats stomping toward him.
"Ohh, finally. Something that can at least put up a fight." Ace was merely amused by the minotaur.
The beast smashed it's hammer down at the ground in front of him causing him to lose balance. Not to be shown up he blasts a stream of fire at the minotar and it lets out a menacing roar.
"What's the matter ugly?" Ace taunts.
He shoots it with another two fireballs. The minotar doesn?t take it lightly though and readies a swing of his hammer. Whack! Ace is knocked a quarter mile if it was an inch right into the side of a house.
"Okay... That's IT!" Ace blasts in fury "Now it's party time!"

(I'm probably not gonna post tomorrow, but i can't say the same for my nerd brother Dudeman. Merry Christmas! Very Happy )

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« on: December 24, 2006, 02:36:10 PM »

Ace looked up at the two arrows. 'Man this guy has terrible aim.' He thought, not noticing the other seven. Then they caught his eye. Ace loudly cursed in demonic and quickly made a fire wall to block the arrows. Unfourtunatly he didn't have enough time to make a hot enough flame.
"Great, now there on fire..." Ace moaned just before two of the seven arrows stab into his thick devil hide, again he curses even louder.
"I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch!" Ace roars as he pulls out the arrows. Ace starts glowing red and gysers of flame burst off his furius body. He begins to run into the heart of the battle hoping he might get close enough to get a clean shot at the ranger.

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« on: December 20, 2006, 08:18:19 PM »

Ace, still standing in the field watched the Aspyes and armed civilians mount their pitiful defence against him.
"Tsch, I at least wanted a challenge on my first day." The cocky Devil mutters to himself.
He summons up a small fireball and throws it into the air. It explodes into a rain of sparks all over the town doing little more than make a cool effect. After a little chuckle he summons up two more and tosses them directly at a few Aspy militants.
"All right you worthless pinkies, prepare... no... Stop, human scum..." He practices his words wile he makes his way into the battle, smiting a few Lizard men on the way.

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« on: December 18, 2006, 08:06:15 PM »

The Aspye rebels, remained hidden in the near by bushes and tress outside the village. One of the rebels was looking into the town with an old fashioned looking telescope (but somewhat modern for this time period). "I can't seem to find that devil." He said, to his comrades next to him.

"Well, let's just get in. That house, right there, looks like a good place to start." Replied another rebel, pointing to a house a bit to the right of the group.

"I don't know. I'm worried about that devil too." Said the third one.

"Marshall will worry about the devil!" The second guy snapped. "We've got to arm the people."

The three looked at each other and nodded. The first rebel put the telescope back onto the strap on his belt, and took out his machinegun, him and one of the other two sneaked over to the back of the house. The third rebel came with several guns strapped over his shoulders. One of them tapped on the back window.

A woman opened the door. "Go away." She hissed.

"Madam. We're sorry to bother you, but we're with the Aspyes. We're not here to hurt you, we are here to help." Said the rebel.

"Okay, go on."

"We spotted a demon, on the loose, he's going to start attacking any minute. So we are going to help everyone leave the village, and try to avoid the Imperials. You interested in helping?"

"I'm not a fighter, but quickly get in, my brothers have actually been hopping for you guys to come." She whispered.

She helped the three men sneaking inside through the window. Apparently similar things were going on with several other houses along the rim of the villages...

(Dude Man: That was me. Dippy didn't log off.)

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« on: December 18, 2006, 07:40:33 PM »

With the arrogant smirk still on his face, Ace walked through the field. No one was there to witness the crime that just took place, and if they did, what could they do?
Ace saw that he was coming up on the market were the Dark Empire would buy (or steal and leave petty change behind.) The farmers' food. There are many armed soldiers guarding the caravans and making sure no one (Except them) steals the food.
"Hmm... this looks like a good place to try my skills." Ace mutters to himself as he runs into the shrubbery and hides.
Ace starts to glow in a black aura (like those disco black lights  ) And takes the shape of a brutish farmer. Afterwards he summons a firewhisp and catches it in his strong grip.
"Stop Devil! There it is!" Two human guards shout as they spot the transformed devil.
"What? You fellers must be m'staken. Ain't nothin' but a lil' fire'hisp who got pissed off, tell ya what." Ace tries to speak in a buck toothed yokel tone.
"Ohh... is...is that so... sorry to bother you... heh." One of the guards manages to sputter out.
"I told you there's no such thing as Devils!" The other guard smacks the other in the head as they leave in embarrassment.
"Sometimes it just seems too easy..." That arrogant smirk returns as he walks into the town.

"Sir! The 'Devil' we have been worried about was nothing more than a spazzed out firewhisp, we can continue as usual" The guard reports.
"You Idiot! What do you think a firewhisp can burn a whole field, AND TWO FARMERS!? The officer roars and throws a book at the guard "leave five guards to look around but you can call back the rest."

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« on: December 16, 2006, 06:03:29 PM »

In the small farming community of Honckringe, which is one of the places used to supply the Imperial Forces with food, a foul stench flowed through the air. But this was not the normal stench of pig shit; it was the smell of evil!

"Zeak! C'mer! A fire gone done start burin' in the field!" A lean, well-weathered farmer shouted to his companion.
"Whoa! Now how that?" He responds (barely) to his friend "Let's check it out."
The two run toward the fire. When they get there they see it had totally engulfed a large tree. Then from the giant thick firewall a man stepped out. The man had deep red skin, two horns and his legs looked like they came of a giant goat. Although he had such a Demon like body he was clearly something different, his smile seemed surprisingly pleasing and his eyes looked as if they had never seen evil in their existence.
"Wha... what in Slim Peat are you?" The skinnier of the two asked in shear astonishment.
"Ace!" The Devil snaps both his fingers and gives a nice grin. Just then two streams of fire burst from his fingertips and burn the farmers to ash. Almost as quickly as they died there bodies blew away in the wind without a trace and the Devil moved along with a chipper skip in his step.

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Dark Age Games / (no subject)

« on: December 16, 2006, 05:36:44 PM »

<a href='http://www.darkagegames.net/dalpedia/index.php/Ace?mysticso_dalwiki_session=390a7a9a15fa5b6099927ddeec469cfd' target='_blank'>Ace Babalan</a>

I thought we could use a Devil character. We only have like 60.
But mine's better...ner...

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« on: August 08, 2006, 08:26:32 PM »

The OMG is still wondering around the ruins of the village, eating the corpses and stealing the money.

"Well, that could not have gone better, we hade only one casualty and that was from the Byclops." Kraig reports.

"Now we have to organize the army, that could take at least two posts."

"What?"

"It could take at least twenty minutes."

"Ohh, i could have sworn you said something else."

"Well, you must have heard wrong."

"Okay then... I will assemble the troops."

"Alright then."

"This has been going on too long."

"So?"

"So shut the hell up."

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« on: August 06, 2006, 11:33:18 PM »

Shaak and Kraig looked at the burning of the houses and people.

"Isn't this great!" Kraig says as he munches away on what looks like a large chicken leg.

"Yeah, could you pass the bucket of baby legs?" Shaak asks (eww... it wasn't chicken.)

"So.. we seem to be running out of smoothskins, and house fires to cook them." Kraig points out.

"Well... I guess we could move on."

"Okay... But lets not go beside the clockwork scorpions again... They scare me."

"..."

"What? They move without anybody in them! They?re the devils work I tell you!"

"Sir! Sir! We have good news!"

"What?"

"The cy- sorry Byclops, it's reached maturity!"

"That was fast."

"The potion works really well."

"AAAAAAAAAAIIIRRREEERRRAAAKKK!" The Byclops screams as it exits its cage. The towering beast stomps over the countryside looking at the new world. It sees a dead man on the ground so it picks him up and swallows him whole. Suddenly a stray bullet from a T3H Gattling gun hits the Byclops in its side. In fury it stumbles over to the gunner and pounds him into the ground with his fist.

"No... That's the devils work." Kraig stands in awe at the towering monstrosity.

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« on: July 24, 2006, 08:22:16 PM »

the Orc mercenary group thunders across the land of Kandarion. The sea of spears, swords and helmets wave around like a... sea... of... chivalry... ner.
Civilians look in awe as they see the orcs pass by.

"That?s the second biggest orc army I've ever seen!" A man cries.

"Third for me." another replies.

"OMG it's the OMG!" A little boy shouts.

"Wow, look at all our fans," Kraig says with pride " it's a pitty we are all droping salt on their farmland so nothing will ever grow again."

"Yes, but what is one orc to do?" Shaak plays along.

They both burst out in a evil laugh. As they approach the industrial sector they see the giant smoke stacks spewing pollutants into the air.

"So this is how clouds are made." Kraig looks in wonder.

Shaak gives Kraig a dumb look "You are the biggest dolt in the universe!"

"Hey! ... What's a dolt?"

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« on: July 24, 2006, 03:25:25 PM »

The orcs look in confusion at the spector of Kronos.

"Well, you heard him. I will send platoons 2-9 to deal with the situation. You may take 5 T3H Gattilng guns with you. Leutenet Harek, you will lead them." Shaak breifs the squad of 400 orcs.

"Four hundered? Just for a jail break?" Kraig questions.

"Better safe than sorry Kraig, besides, we have orcs to spare."

The orc soliders got ready to go to Qim. They loaded crates up with weapons, food and varies other supplies. The stablemaster loaded up albatrorcs into their cages and the uhh... Byclops into a cage. The creature had already visably grown, the stable master had also given him a name: Thor.
After everyone had packed their bags they set off toward Qim. The other group headed toward the jail break to lay down the law.

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« on: July 24, 2006, 12:29:32 AM »

Shaak and Kraig enter the briefing room stage and see the full ten thousand orcs and 120 ogre shock troops. It looked like an ocean with all of the swords and spears waving around. The noise of the crowd was immense, you could barley hear your own voice so you had to speak louder causing an eternal cycle of yelling.

"Now i'm sure you're all wondering why you were sent here." Shaak starts, the crowd is not paying attention at all. "Our client Kronos has given us a mission." The crowd still carries on in their conversations.

"Could you please listen!" Skaak barks, but still not one of them turns their head.

"LISTEN UP YOU LITTLE SHITS OR I'M GONNA RIP UP EVERY ONE OF YOU UP LIKE A DWARF AT A BARBIQUE!" Kraig yells out the loudest bellow he could muster working like a tsunami of shut-up across the crowd.

" *Chough* Well um... now that I have your attention, Kronos has sent us on a very important mission. We are to go to the Kandarinian Industrial sector of Qim and rendezvous with the Kandarion army. We with load up onto the transports and sail across the ocean to our destination. Now, here's the fun part: we are released onto thousands of acres of villages, civilians, and unburned crops. We are sent to make it a wasteland, needless to say, it's an open buffet of the juiciest smoothskins you've ever tasted, but remember orcs: no racism, they all deserve to die equally!" Shaak is met by a wave of cheers by the thousands of orcs.

"That was a great speech, but... Do we get to bring T3H Gattling guns?" Kraig ask like a child wanting his toy.

"Of coarse Kraig, now to business. What do you say we bring all but about a hundred orcs for guards, all of our shock troops, the fleet of a hundred albatrorcs, and I think we can get the smithies to make about a hundred of those OMG T3H Gatlling Guns." Shaak lists.

"Me likes!" Kraig grins.

"Sir, Sir, Your weapons are ready!" An orc R&D worker pants, the sweaty nerd looks like this is the first time he has seen daylight in months.

"Lets go Kraig."

They walk into the musty innards of the labs a few more nerds are tampering with little odds and ends.

"Greetings Shaak, Kraig."

"Why did you say his name first?" Kraig asks, not liking to be upstaged by Shaak.

"Uhh... I don't know, I guess it just sounds better." The scientist stutters.

"Anyways, where's my trident?" Shaak changes the topic.

"Ohh, yes hear it is, as you can see I fixed it up with a little something."

"What something?"

"A Lighting Orb Launcher! You see it shoots a little ball of electricity out of the end that may cause paralysis or death." The scientist explains.

"Cool, but what the hell is electricity?" Shaak ponders.

"And for you Kraig we have the Sonic Terrainian Fissure Upgrade. It emits a sonic blast into the ground that opens up a fissure and engulfs the target." The scientist explains.

"Umm... so it makes a... uhh... what?s a fizzer?"

"It's called a fissure, and basically what I mean is you hit the ground and it makes a crack in it that can swallow the enemy." The scientist tries to reach Kraigs dense mind.

"Okay... Would it make a crack in the skull of some smoothskin at a bar trying to bum a smoke offa? me?"

"Uhh? I guess."

"Cool" Kraig grins and takes his new weapon.

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« on: July 22, 2006, 11:22:53 PM »

"Yes, Sir... er, Kronos."

Kraig waits until Kronos leaves.

"That?s the first time I?ve seen you kiss ass to anyone." an orc technician said modestly.

"Get back to work!" Kraig shouted, not to be made a coward.

"Was that Kronos I heard?" Shaak said as he ran into the building.

"Yes, and he gave us a mission."

"What is it?"

"We go to the shores of Kandarinian, pick up some clock bugs, cross the ocean and kill shit."

"Is that what he said?"

"Umm... yes."

"Whatever."

The two go outside and head toward the briefing room to inform the troops.

"Please report to the briefing room for briefing... Please report to the briefing room for briefing..." The nasal voice of the orc on the loudspeaker repeats.

"Shut up"

"AARRGGG!"

"That is really annoying!" The orcs cry on their way to the briefing room.

"All the more reason to hurry up!" Shaak explains to the troops.

"Thats why you do that eh? It's still annoying as hell though." Kraig grumbled.

"Sir, come quick!"

"What?" Shaak and Kraig respond.

"The egg! It's hatching!"

The three run to the stables to see the colossal egg rolling around cracking. The after a little wile the egg split revealing what looked like a giant foul smelling baby.

"Wow, look at those big strong arms and those powerful legs and those evil piercing eyes. Wait, eyes?!?" Kraig notes in shock.

"Are you sure it was a cyclops?" Shaak asked, also in shock.

"I'm sure." The orc said.

"But the cyclops' got two eyes!" Shaak exclaims.

"It's not a cyclops! It's a... Byclops." Kraig said

"Should we return it?" The orc asks.

"Screw that, everyone has a cyclops but we are the only ones in the world who have a Byclops." Kraig said proudly

"Well, you take good care of the uhh... Byclops. We need to breif the troops now." Shaak reminds Kraig and they head off.

"I'll use that growth potion, it says it should make it mature in about ten hours. Okay? Shaak? Kraig? Man I need a smoke."

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« on: July 22, 2006, 04:52:34 PM »

The two orcs, Shaak and Kraig were in the newly finished fort inspecting the facilities.

They entered the armoury and saw a large variety of swords and spears. They weapons looked like they were recycled with bolts and chain links seen within the metal as if they didn?t quite melt in the smithy.

"Where is my Trident?" Shaak asked one of the weapons specialists.

"And my axe?" Kraig added.

"Well they are being upgrades at the labs."

"We have labs?" Kraig asked, he was surprised at how many things were in the newly finished base.

"Yes, you may want to stop by there and see what they are doing. But in the meantime, check out this!" The orc points to a rather strange weapon. It had three barrels attached by triangular spokes and had two wheels on the sides.

"This sir, is the Orc Mercenary Group Transportable 3-Barreled Heavy Gatlling gun. Or the OMG T3H Gatlling gun."

"that, that is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen!" Kraig looks at the machine with almost a tear in his eye.

"It uses any piece of scrap metal as ammo. You see you put the metal in the grinder at the top and it smashes it into little bits and then blasts them at the enemy. The only down side is that it is horribly inaccurate so it is mostly useful for large crowds."

they leave the armoury to head to see the rest of the base when they see somthing on the horizon. It was the albatrorc rider they sent out to get a Cyclops egg. So they waited a little wile until he landed in the fort.

"Sir! I have the Cyclops egg you requested." The rider said, as if he had been waiting days to say it.

"Did you get the super uhh? growth... stuff." Kraig asked

"Yes."

The orcs looked at the giant egg. It was about 5 feet wide and 6 tall.

"Well. Take it to the stables and keep it warm." Shaak ordered.

"Yes sir!"

"Now what do we do?" Kraig asks

"Wait for Kronoses orders." Shaak replied.

"I'm gonna see the gun again!" Kraig runs back to the armoury.