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Look, I think it's obvious what this is about, so...let's just get this over with.

 

RPG POST:

 

Distarius of the White Robes:

 

Four hours...

 

Four hours was all it took for things to become as grim as they did...

 

I suppose you'd probably like to know why, wouldn't you?

 

Well, to answer that, you have to know another character. There's a certain flameshifter...I call her Ryuu...She brought me into this. Don't get me wrong, I could have just as easily walked away from her proposition as I could have accepted it.

 

But I did accept it, more than anything else because I was bored. That combined with the false hope that maybe someday I could finally win her over. Either way we were trailing the northern mountains within the evening's end.

 

The task before me was to escort the shifting dragon through the trails...coated in a very powerful poisonous plant, Akkamere. Relatively harmless to man, this plant released a fine dust into its surroundings. The dust, when inhaled by non human specie, would cut off air flow and suffocate the being in a matter of minutes.

 

And of course, with a mage's magic by her side, Ryuu would be fine. So naturally I was the first person she came to. In her most agreeable form, she came to my quiet retreat in Crystlin and explained to me her story and situation. Like I said before, I barely hesitated before agreeing to come along.

 

However, situations can (and usually do whenever the two of us are paired together) always go awry. I hadn't previously been told that there were a pack of magically mutated wolves at the top of this mountain...I would have liked to have been privy to this information before the fact.

 

The trail (obviously created by a total genius) burrowed straight by a cave. While most likely not occupied at the time the trail was created, that certainly wasn't the case now. Four of the wild beasts had found it nessecary to confront us. I hadn't initially noticed them, but Ryuu (who was several paces behind me) was very consciouss of absolutely EVERYTHING around her...always.

 

"Distarius," She whispered, and stopped in her tracks. I turned my head to ask her 'what' but my eyes fell upon the wolves instead. I stopped just as quickly as she had.

 

"Big wolves..." I said, and brought my staff to my side. "Are they shifters?"

 

"I don't know," She responded. "Could be..."

 

I turned and gave her a look. Ryuu was supposed to be very knowledgable on these things. She simply shrugged her shoulders.

 

"Well, should I shoot them?" I asked, gesturing with my staff. The gold diamond on top glowing more than before.

 

"It might be better just to keep walking. If we leave, they might leave us alone." She said.

 

The front most animal let out a bark that sent the shifter back a few feet. It then paced forward quickly, trying to either push us out or chase us down. I failed to take the time to figure it out.

 

"Too late," I said, and thrusted my staff forward. Lighting shot out of the tip, impacting against the large mammal. It's head jerked back, letting out a cry. The other three wolves started wailing, screaming at me with wild instincts. Before them, the first animal fell to the ground incapacitated.

 

I turned and saw Ryuu, who was now even farther away. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her closer to me.

 

"Stay Close," I said. "The range of the staffs magic can only keep you protected from the dust so well. Stay within five paces. And don't shift into anything too big."

 

She nodded her head and I turned back to the cave. The three remaining animals were surveying their fallen leader, sniffing parts of him. I turned back to the trail, checking our options.

 

"Ryuu..." I whispered. "When I say so, we're running. Alright?" I asked.

 

"Okay," She responded. "Just let me know."

 

One of the wolves sniffing the underside of the incapacitated leader stopped sniffing. Rather it opened its jaws and took a bite of the larger wolf's leg. Blood spurted out, and Ryuu and I both winced. The other two wolves wasted no time in repeating the action, tearing into respective parts of the leader.

 

"Alright...Now maybe." I said and turned to run. Ryuu followed, shifting into a horse to gain better speed. We had made it several feet before the other three wolves perked up, following us with their eyes. The one frontmost let out a cry, and all three got to their feet, sprinting after us.

 

"Ryuu," I said, the panther pulling ahead of me. "They're catching up."

 

The horse slowed down, almost to a dead stop. I wasted no time, volting up with my staff to land on the shifters back. I almost lost only protection when she sped back up, but managed to pull it up to my lap, where it rested with ease. The wolves behind us continued to gain ground.

 

The mountains' trail started to slope down. We were headed downhill now, approximately 4000 feet up.

 

"Go faster," I started. The wolves' sprint had now almost switched to a gallop, matching speed with the horse and then some.

 

*I'm going as fast as I can,* She said through mind talk. *Won't they just stop chasing us after a while?*

 

I turned my head once again to see how much ground they had gained. The front most was no more than 10 paces off now.

 

"Not when it's this easy," I said. "Are you sure you can't just shift into something that flies?" I shouted.

 

*Not till we get off the mountain,* She responded. I shook off her intrusion of my mind and once again started to turn my head and...

 

The shifter let out a howl. I looked down to see the frontmost wolf's jaws clamped down on Ryuu's hind leg. We slowed instantly, the wolf shaking wildly at the flesh it had just secured. I grabbed for my staff, and aimed it down at the wolf, firing a bolt of lightening straight for it. It shot back, shaking its head and letting out another high pitched cry.

 

I kept the bolt steady as we left it behind, waiting until it was down on the ground before stopping. It landed with a crash unheard by me, but probably heard by the Shifter, who was now limping on her hind leg, but still keeping fair pace.

 

I kept looking back, watching as the two remaining wolves stopped at their fellow comrade, and started sniffing it. I let out a sigh and turned forward, facing the trail that Ryuu was persistant on finishing. I patted her shoulder, confirming that she had done a good job.

 

"It's okay..." I started. "We're done. They're not chasing us anymore." Her pace slowed. While we had nearly met ourselves in a fight for our lives, that situation had gone relatively easy. Much worse could have come from it, and the goal had been met. We eventually made our way to the bottom of the mountain, looking on to the one ahead of it.

 

We wouldn't worry about the next mountain until the next day, however. For now, I dressed her wounds and set a fire. Night fell over with a quiet serenity that cooled our frustrations of the day.

 

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Well, okay. I typed that from beginning to end in one draft. I know that doesn't say much...but I was actually RPG'd out from other boards at the time. If this Application is unsatisfactory, I guess I'll just have to try again...

 

...And Hi everybody!

 

-Dis

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  • 3 weeks later...

Some ways off from the Recruiter's Office, within the Pen's central restrooms, toilets begin to fizz and bubble and start to overflow... The fizzy creature present in one of the bathroom stalls who is causing this mayhem lets out a deep and bubbly laugh, claiming the Pen's restrooms as his sanctuary before commencing the process of his own multiplication through Mitosis...

 

Distarius Whiterobes lounges lazily in one of the applicant easy chairs present in Wyvern's office, wondering what could possibly be taking the overgrown lizard such a long time to arrive. Mumbeling to himself impatiently and slowly rotating his lightning staff in his hands out of boredome, Distarius turns towards the Almost-Secretary of Initiates Melba, who is also present in the room, and asks:

 

"Yo, what's up Melba? I was just wondering... do you know if Wyvern is gonna be arriving any time soon? I've been waiting for quite a while now..."

 

Melba sighs and shakes her head empathicaly in response... She is about to apologize to the applicant for Wyvern's lateness when suddenly, the overgrown lizard himself comes stealthfully sneaking into the office and whispers a greeting and apology to Distarius under his breath. Quickly moving towards his desk, Wyvern makes sure there are no news reporters present in his office before finally seating himself in his favorite chair and breathing an enormous sigh of relief... No sooner has he done this, however, than all of the closets, file cabinets, and desk drawers of the office burst open at once and numerous reporters from the media rush out of them... The greedy Elder lets out an enormous cry of dismay as he's suddenly bombarded with questions:

 

"Wyvern, is it true that Wyvern Industries has used growth horm-"

 

"Wyvern, are the rumors about Wyvern Industries ripping off the beef mark-"

 

Numerous snapshots are taken of Wyvern's distressed visage, some for the tabloid magazine "Sleazy Lizards of Terra" (this would be Wyvern's 57th cover shot for the magazine) and others for the paper "Readers Digestive Track"

 

"Mr. Wyvern, is it true that the growth hormones used in Wyvern Industries beef products have also been illegally sold to necromancers, who have used them to enhance and mutate the genetic makeup of certain wolves?"

 

Wyvern stutters, then responds "No comment!"

 

Distarius Whiterobes' ears perk up upon hearing the reporter's question concerning mutated wolves and Wyvern's response...

 

"Wolves?!" exclaims the applicant, glaring angrily at the increasingly stressed-looking overgrown lizard. "So you were responsible for the mutated wolves I faced in the mountains by selling your products to a necromancer?!"

 

"Errr... well..."

 

"Indeed!" interrupts a baritone evil voice from behind Distarius. The furious applicant and all of the news reporters turn in the direction of the voice to be greeted by a strange man dressed in classical evil villain garb. An enormous grin and sinister moustach are present on the stranger's face, and Wyvern's jaw drops as he recognizes the man's features as those of his illegal client...

 

"I am Lambdu Neoramonnawhenanci the Great and Powerfull Necromancer!" exclaims the stranger proudly, pointing at Wyvern. "And this lizard sold me his products to help me enhance my wolves! ... And I did! Yes, you heard me, I did! Because I'm evil!"

 

Upon hearing this, many of the reporters present jot this down on their notepads and quickly rush out of the office satisfied... Wyvern slinks under his desk in shame as Lambdu Neoramonnawhenanci the Great and Powerfull Necromancer turns to Distarius, stroking his sinister moustach while letting out a dastardly laugh and exclaiming:

 

"HaHAA! You thought you could escape my mountain by simply defeating my wolves?! Well, you were wr-"

 

Before Lambdu can finish, however, he's suddenly stampeded over by a mob of Animal Rights Activists who rush into the office, pointing fingers at both Distarius and Wyvern and yelling accusations. The applicant and the greedy Elder look towards one another briefly before both deciding to jump out of the office window to avoid the mayhem of the activists... Wyvern hands Distarius his ACCEPTED application as they make the jump...

 

"... ... -ight" finishes the trampled form of Lambdu painfully.

 

;p

 

OOC: An ACCEPTED application, Distarius, welcome to the Mighty Pen! :) My apologies for the lateness in getting to your application, midterms kept me extremely busy for the past few weeks. Be sure to either post your e-mail address here or mail me at elitwack90@hotmail.com so that I can send you some additional Pen info. Once again, welcome!

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