Post by Plato on Sept 22, 2016 3:32:19 GMT
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With medium Weights:
Plato sat alone in the barren landscape, not a living soul in sight. His ghostly form starred into the abyss that was the dark cracking sky of hell, at least in the area he stood. Lighting slammed into the ground around him his eyes darting. This land to him at least brought out his greatest turmoil. His white eyes shinning as he walked through the red rain, rather then being water it was blood, he heading into the deepest most twisted parts of hell, he wanted to find something someone and get some closure, he was going to be here for a long time he assumed, might as well try and fix what he could or at least take care of what he had done wrong.
The past whispered to him all the mistakes he had made which landed him in hell, but truly he wanted to know, was he the true villan, perhaps really a bad person who had fallen. He still believed after all that had occurred he still was in the right, but was he? Had killing the kashvarr really been his only option. What path could he take at this junction. He could try and break free of the darkness that pulled around him or let it consume him. It was a choice he did not relish to make, but it had to be done.
He walked towards a small set of caves where he learned of a location of someone he wanted to see, one of the kashvarr. He had been hiding out in the caves, and while he didn't want to have anything to do with them,desperate time do call for desperate. Konats could be in great danger and there was only thing plato seeked in life, to protect konats and he needed to keep that oath. He was exiled by that radical tree but he was not going to let his death keep him for helping his people. If was cursed to remember as a villan, it didn't matter.
He entered the cave the kashvarr sitting there he still a ghostly being much like Plato the kashvarr cackling "So you finally died huh, expected as much though your survival for so long was a fun thing to watch." The kashvarr posted changed as the fire flicked in front of the, "I've come to learn the truth, of the beast you have sealed withen me." Plato sat down crossing his arm the kashvarr looking at him with surprise, "Why should i tell you anything." Plato nodded his head "You don't have too, but i am curious their has to be a reason you seal the monster into konstian and not your own kind, very strange." Plato said before the kashvarr wagged his finger "We were not the first on konats to do such a devilish thing." The kashvarr motioned as plato eyes widened.
"What the fuck do you mean, you guys created them who could of sealed them into us other then you." Plato was erratic in his speaking, he already had an idea where he was going but it was impossible. "You see after one of the wars, legend states the konstian sealed a great demon into two people, because that beast power was so massive, it was beyond what we can create, a monster with power to destroy a world in a blink of an eye and its power nearly won us konats however, in the legend a great knight cut the beast down but he could not kill it." Plato locked his eyes with the kashvarr with coldness, "Your people are not much different from ours, we both use magic and are quite capable of using it in ways that shine in the light or flutter in the darkness, i can feel in your heart that your on that border, i hope it tears you apart." The kashvarr laughed Plato looking at him "No i refuse to be torn apart, i will save my people." Plato stepped floated forward his eyes piercing the kashvarr
"Their are so many books i've read i know alot of this things but i'll ask you, what forced you the great and mighty kashvarr to telport a whole world into another galxey, i want to know." The kashvarr cackling stopped as his eyes widened before he stepped away "I don't know, we saw the dark being in visions but you would never know what it is." The kashvarr chocked words of fear "But it was far more powerful then anyone or anything on konats, it was going to kill all of us that was for sure." Plato nodded, "Well i need to find out who or what it is but i also need to stop whoever is trying to rule konats, i don't like it." He turned as he walked out of the cave the kashvarr reaching out to him "Your leaving already." Plato just keep floating as he headed out stareing into the sky once more the lighting getting more intense his eyes glazed as he turned north floating deeper into the storm.
The rain got more intense as they entered a sea of spikes he floating out of the way of any spiked trees, he had heard if a ghost touched one they would pop and die forever, perhaps a folk tale but he didn't want to take that chance. He didn't know who in hell would have the knowledge he desired but he wanted it, no he craved it down to his very soul, one more chance to save his people, he needed to take it. If he could just get a body and find some allies he could free konats then maybe just maybe return to his people not as a king or a tyrant but as a hero. Someone they could look up too, someone like The captain. His memory of Captain nova was fresh, he gave everything to help his people, and even those he didn't know, would that be on the path he could follow. he Floated out of the spiked woods a large ravine at the end the darkness below almost space like.
His face twisted, was he perhaps destiny to become. Was he perhaps just meant to be a weapon to cause sorrow to his people, he just could not accept that. He felt as if he was being twisted and torn in two, just nothing seem to be a viable choice, but he knew the two things he wanted to do, save konats and figure out what had forced them here in the first place, he just didn't not know how he was going to apporch it but he needed allies, and there was bond to some in hell. He turned back as the storm began to clear he forming a small smile as he began to head back towards where he started, so he could look around perhaps head to the blood pools he had heard so much about.
*Shoki for this one*
With medium Weights:
Plato sat alone in the barren landscape, not a living soul in sight. His ghostly form starred into the abyss that was the dark cracking sky of hell, at least in the area he stood. Lighting slammed into the ground around him his eyes darting. This land to him at least brought out his greatest turmoil. His white eyes shinning as he walked through the red rain, rather then being water it was blood, he heading into the deepest most twisted parts of hell, he wanted to find something someone and get some closure, he was going to be here for a long time he assumed, might as well try and fix what he could or at least take care of what he had done wrong.
The past whispered to him all the mistakes he had made which landed him in hell, but truly he wanted to know, was he the true villan, perhaps really a bad person who had fallen. He still believed after all that had occurred he still was in the right, but was he? Had killing the kashvarr really been his only option. What path could he take at this junction. He could try and break free of the darkness that pulled around him or let it consume him. It was a choice he did not relish to make, but it had to be done.
He walked towards a small set of caves where he learned of a location of someone he wanted to see, one of the kashvarr. He had been hiding out in the caves, and while he didn't want to have anything to do with them,desperate time do call for desperate. Konats could be in great danger and there was only thing plato seeked in life, to protect konats and he needed to keep that oath. He was exiled by that radical tree but he was not going to let his death keep him for helping his people. If was cursed to remember as a villan, it didn't matter.
He entered the cave the kashvarr sitting there he still a ghostly being much like Plato the kashvarr cackling "So you finally died huh, expected as much though your survival for so long was a fun thing to watch." The kashvarr posted changed as the fire flicked in front of the, "I've come to learn the truth, of the beast you have sealed withen me." Plato sat down crossing his arm the kashvarr looking at him with surprise, "Why should i tell you anything." Plato nodded his head "You don't have too, but i am curious their has to be a reason you seal the monster into konstian and not your own kind, very strange." Plato said before the kashvarr wagged his finger "We were not the first on konats to do such a devilish thing." The kashvarr motioned as plato eyes widened.
"What the fuck do you mean, you guys created them who could of sealed them into us other then you." Plato was erratic in his speaking, he already had an idea where he was going but it was impossible. "You see after one of the wars, legend states the konstian sealed a great demon into two people, because that beast power was so massive, it was beyond what we can create, a monster with power to destroy a world in a blink of an eye and its power nearly won us konats however, in the legend a great knight cut the beast down but he could not kill it." Plato locked his eyes with the kashvarr with coldness, "Your people are not much different from ours, we both use magic and are quite capable of using it in ways that shine in the light or flutter in the darkness, i can feel in your heart that your on that border, i hope it tears you apart." The kashvarr laughed Plato looking at him "No i refuse to be torn apart, i will save my people." Plato stepped floated forward his eyes piercing the kashvarr
"Their are so many books i've read i know alot of this things but i'll ask you, what forced you the great and mighty kashvarr to telport a whole world into another galxey, i want to know." The kashvarr cackling stopped as his eyes widened before he stepped away "I don't know, we saw the dark being in visions but you would never know what it is." The kashvarr chocked words of fear "But it was far more powerful then anyone or anything on konats, it was going to kill all of us that was for sure." Plato nodded, "Well i need to find out who or what it is but i also need to stop whoever is trying to rule konats, i don't like it." He turned as he walked out of the cave the kashvarr reaching out to him "Your leaving already." Plato just keep floating as he headed out stareing into the sky once more the lighting getting more intense his eyes glazed as he turned north floating deeper into the storm.
The rain got more intense as they entered a sea of spikes he floating out of the way of any spiked trees, he had heard if a ghost touched one they would pop and die forever, perhaps a folk tale but he didn't want to take that chance. He didn't know who in hell would have the knowledge he desired but he wanted it, no he craved it down to his very soul, one more chance to save his people, he needed to take it. If he could just get a body and find some allies he could free konats then maybe just maybe return to his people not as a king or a tyrant but as a hero. Someone they could look up too, someone like The captain. His memory of Captain nova was fresh, he gave everything to help his people, and even those he didn't know, would that be on the path he could follow. he Floated out of the spiked woods a large ravine at the end the darkness below almost space like.
His face twisted, was he perhaps destiny to become. Was he perhaps just meant to be a weapon to cause sorrow to his people, he just could not accept that. He felt as if he was being twisted and torn in two, just nothing seem to be a viable choice, but he knew the two things he wanted to do, save konats and figure out what had forced them here in the first place, he just didn't not know how he was going to apporch it but he needed allies, and there was bond to some in hell. He turned back as the storm began to clear he forming a small smile as he began to head back towards where he started, so he could look around perhaps head to the blood pools he had heard so much about.
*Shoki for this one*