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Post by ECHO on Apr 4, 2012 19:40:45 GMT -5
Δ Forgotten Wrath’s Destruction ![]() i944.photobucket.com/albums/ad285/Ginko_Mushishi/DotHackDeltaForgottenWrathsDestruction.png [/img] This field is filled with rolling sand dunes seemingly levitating in the nothingness. The sand walkways crumble away, so it is best to avoid the edges. There are block-shaped buildings throughout the field, but they only act as walkways. Within the center of the maze-like field sits a large pyramid. At its base is a cave-like entrance to the field’s dungeon. In fact, it is rumored that falling from this field will leave you condemned to an eternity of darkness. Enemies are few, but the creepy silence tends to deter players.[/center] |
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Post by ECHO on Apr 4, 2012 19:42:02 GMT -5
LOGIN:ECHO [/font][/center] | [atrb=style, Background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;][atrb=width, 285;][atrb=cellspacing,1,true] [atrb=cellpadding,15,true] |
[atrb=border,0,true][/style] [STYLE=float: right; font-size: 10px; font-family: width: 360px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; color:7E7E7E;]Loading Area: Δ Forgotten Wrath’s Destruction… .. . The familiar white light gleam across Echo’s vision before fading away to the blackness that now surrounded him. He had visited a couple fields at this point, but nothing like this one. It couldn’t even be technically called a field. It’s much simpler to refer to it as series of oddly shaped pathways. Floating plateaus dotted the area, but it seemed they were merely for aesthetic appeal as Echo could see no way of reaching them. Small fires perched on large pillars appeared to be the only source of light in the area. To sum, it was creepy. Echo grinned, whistling as he began strolling through the area. He wasn’t sure what he would encounter here, but his goal was the dungeon’s treasure. It had been rumored that it was difficult to obtain but he didn’t mind… . . . How foolish had he been when he entered this area. Now staring down a Mummy Ripper and a Shining Eyes. He was beginning to regret trying to solo this dungeon. Nevertheless, he wasn’t one to give up, and he still had his skills to rely on. However, having no idea how many floors this dungeon had certainly left him with a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach. Drawing his mighty blade, Enigma he began his attack with a swift attack at the Shining Eyes who swiftly countered with his own blade. The battle was on. [/style][/td][td][STYLE=background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E; width: 150px; padding: 5px;][STYLE=width: 150px;][/style] [/IMG][/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Class: Heavyblade[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Guild: N/A[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Level: 1[/style] [/center][/td][/tr][/table][/style] |
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Post by THRYM on Apr 15, 2012 15:45:37 GMT -5
  Thrym enjoyed fields like this, so very different from the 'n00b-friendly' fields and forests with clearcut pathways and nothing scary to startle the unwary player who strayed to close to the shadows. There was such intrigue to be found in the depths of The World, beautiful in its own twisted, visceral way. He wasn't sure why he loved these fields; favored them over the more basic layouts -- not beautifully painted landscapes, but digital nightmares. Perhaps, he pondered, he favored them because it was much easier to live in someone else's nightmare than one's own. Philosophies aside, Thrym was nonetheless immersed in this place of sand and shadow, hunting down monsters with all the stealth of a newborn giraffe. Luck was on his side; the creatures only spawned singly, weak and spread out as though to counter the innate horror of the place. They bowed before his magics like grass to the wind, and he wrought his frustrations upon them. A Shining Eyes, materialized some hours ago, made slow patrols around the narrow 'roads', sand shifting beneath its ethereal form as it drifted along. Hidden from sight, Thrym charged after it, bare feet slipping in the shifting earth as he unslung Dreyrugr from his shoulders. "Rai Kruz!" he bellowed, summoning crackling, luminescent spheres of electricity to dance about his staff's spearhead. With a practiced flick of his wrist, he sent them flying after the Shining Eyes -- Thrym rounded the corner after his attack to find the creature fling itself apart in defeat, pixels dancing about its destroyed form as the only remnant of its existence. The wavemaster frowned, momentarily confused -- one hit should not have been enough to destroy the monster; perhaps someone else had struck it? And that was when he noticed the heavyblade, small and fearful, and smiled his sharp-toothed smile. "You're welcome, darling," he called, condescension carefully kept from his voice as he swung his staff to point next at the Mummy Ripper, "Shall we tag team this one as well?"ooc| short but i don't even careee look i posted finally omg sosorryforthewaitpleaseforgiveme also i was listening to this. 8D super cool field idea.
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