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fanatic stands up, his thoughts disrupted by all the noise.
"bah! whats all that racket? whats going on?" he said.

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Why are you not my englishness be understanding?

"Eh, nothing. We'll wait a few weeks to find out. Rogan?" Talos said.

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"Yeah, I guess we don't have a choice, really." Katze added, looking at the dead (?) Theo.
After a few minutes of shocked silence the patrons of the bar resume their usual activities.
"So ... uhm ... who's next?"

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You cannot expect to be saved in any one thing, person ... Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were headed for shore.
- Ray Bradbury

*boom flash wuppa wuppa crunch*! Ah....my famous reproduction spell!

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And so the problem remained; lots of people were mean, and most of them were miserable, even the ones with digital watches. Many were increasingly of the opinion that they had all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. And some said that the trees had been a bad move and that no one should ever have left the oceans. - Douglass Adams

I say, old chap, it works perfectly!

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"Bond, GlueBubble Bond"
::walks down the mountain::

Suddenly, the door opens and a man whose whole face is covered in sweat cries out: "Help! A band of night dragons are attacking the city! They breached the walls and have already set fire on multiple houses!" the man then falls to the ground, gasping for air. Kestrel helps him sit on a chair and Rogan smiles and says: "Ah. Perfect for my spell!" He takes a sip of wine and gets up. The roaring from the beasts can be heard in the distance. Rogan leaves the tavern with all other patrons following. They can see that the dragons have reached Rogan's house. "Don't even think about it..." Rogan mutters and raises his hand. "Dois Hekena Calani es la Nisok de Ra Descan" ha says as he closes his eyes and faces the sky. When Rogan opens his eyes again, they are glowing blue and the amulet on his neck is bright red. He brings his hand down to the chest and forms a fist with it. Rogan has attracted the dragons attention. The five dragons are headed towards him and the others. Grapper screams like a girl and hides behind Rogan, as Rogan opens his hand. A green/red aura of light surrounds his hand.

Suddenly, the heaven changes its color, from blue to purple. The townsfolk not running from the dragons look up in the air with frightened eyes, as the Devil himself was about to enter Cythera. A lightning splits the sky and it starts to rain. The funny thing is, it rains only on the dragons. The dragons all scream and fall to the ground. A last grunt of pain is heard before the beasts just vanish.

Rogan smiles and says: "That was a light version of my acid rain spell. Ideal for warfare, as it can affect many areas at once, and only hits the creatures the caster himself wants dead. It's painful, but effective. Tavara eat your heart out."

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I`m a bomb technician. If you see me running...try to keep up.

Zephyr ran out into the town with some other warriors behind him. He turned a corner to see a large night dragon feasting on the corpse of a beggar. Zephyr draws his sword and aims it at the beast. His eyes turn black and his sword begins to glow an eerie dark glow. Suddenly a black fireball is launched from his sword toward the dragon and throws him backward into the nearest abandoned building. Zephyr runs over and slices the dragon's belly open with his (now brightening) sword.
He turns to see a small pack of dragons heading toward the tavern, "oh no you don't!" he says as he runs off to introduce them to his sword.

(I think I'll name it Shadowfang, as Rogan's is Azurewrath)

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-TheDarkDragon
Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a night. Teach a man to fish and he'll drink beer and sleep in a boat all day!

After everyone finishes worrying about the dragons, Slayer step forward. "Well," says Slayer, "I think I've finally got my spell working right." Slayer grabs his bucket of water and spreads some on the floor. He mutters some incantations, and suddenly the water bursts into a column of flame that almost scorches the ceiling. As the flame dies down, a duplicate of Slayer is revealed. "Ha ha, I'll destroy you all," shouts the duplicate, who promptly disintegrates in puff of smoke. "Heh, heh, just joking," Slayer says. The entire audience groans. Talos grabs a stick and smacks Slayer around a little.


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Slayer's guide to Cythera:
[url="http://"http://www.macclassics.com/cythera/cythera.htm"]http://www.macclassi...era/cythera.htm[/url]

Note to Fanatic:
If your Grandpa has 40 mind and 15 mana (skill), how can he have only 10 mana?
And if he has 3 body, how can he have 50 hp?
Just a logic note.


*Back to the competition*
"Ok let me try mine," says Zephyr.
He looks over at Talos. Zephyr's eyes start to turn blue. Talos reaches down to his arm and scratches his wrist. Again, now a little faster. Up and down his arm, "Ahh! It itches! It itches!" yells Talos. Zephyr's eyes turn back to normal and everyone starts laughing.
Talos grabs the bar gasping for breath.
"It's a telepathic/psychological trick. Usually it can be used to make enemies eat their own legs off or something a little more extreme, but I figured this would prove my point enough."


Who's next?

P.S. Look who's got more posts than Theo. (I'll catch up to you guys with over a thousand, just you wait. And wait. And wait. And...)
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-TheDarkDragon
Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a night. Teach a man to fish and he'll drink beer and sleep in a boat all day!

[This message has been edited by TheDarkDragon (edited 03-18-2001).]

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     Talos, still annoyed, says, "Slayer, don't you have a better spell? I don't need any more scares...."
     "Zephyr: interesting spell, but I can't be sure whether it is a simple itch-incantation or a truly maddening spell. Try it out on something... more substantial. Here, try this." Talos mumbled a bit, and a medium sized demon appeared. "Try to make it bite off its own head. This should be a good test of both your focus and power."
     Zephyr looked at the beast and concentrated...

(Please, nobody come up and slay the beast. Only DarkDragon can deal with this.)

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"Well, bite it's own head off? I doubt it, as I don't know anyone who can reach their neck with their tongue, much less their teeth.
Chew it's own leg off? I think I can manage."
Zephyr's eyes turn a deep blue (hehe, I don't remember what color it was before). The demon's eyes turn a deep blue aswell. Suddenly the demon reaches down and grabs into his own leg with his claws. Blue-green blood starts dripping down and the demon screams and rips it's own leg out of it's socket. He lifts it up and takes a bite out of it before falling unconsious.
"Well, not quite what I was aiming for."
"Why didn't it work?" asked Grapper.
"I can only give them a mental instruction, like... 'Your leg is really your enemy's leg' or something like that. Seriously, even if you had a demon under your influence, would you try to tell it how to kill?" Zephyr responded.
Mumbles went around the room.
"I'm also working on other psychic things, like astral projection (think out of body experience) and being a medium for spirits." Zephyr added.
"Can you tell us what Theo is saying?" asked Talos.
Zephyr stood looking around for a minute...
"No...one...try...to...revive...me...I'll...get...mad."

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-TheDarkDragon
Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a night. Teach a man to fish and he'll drink beer and sleep in a boat all day!

Uhh... yeah. But the rule is: "If it doesn't make any sense, ignore it!"

*back to story*

"Very impressive, Zephyr," Talos said, "I perhaps should've clarified: the demon will break its own neck trying to bite its own head off. But the leg was impressive..."

"I'd say 7.5/10," judged Katze.

Talos replied, "Hmm.... a little lack of focus, I'll agree."

(I'll post a "local's" story tomorrow.... too tired right now...)

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*looks around as realization dawns on him*
"oh its a competetion! well here's a most advanced spell!"
Fanatic walks tho the four corners of the room, casting runes like no one had seen before. He then mutters an incantation, and disappears.
"he's over here, in this corner!" Grapper shouts.
But Fanatic had already disapeared.
"he's over in this corner, standing atop one of the runes he made!" Slayer called.
"no, he's over here!" said Katze, for Fanatic had gone from the corner slayer was in.
"over here!" Rogan yelled.
"no over here!" Talos replied.
Slayer, by that time, was staring intently at the rune in one of the corners. He stared at it until, to his surprise, Fanatic appeared out of nowhere, standing atop the rune. Fanatic dissapeared before Slayer could yell in surprise.
Fanatic then appeared in the corner Katze was in and walked back to the center of the room.
"I call that the Variable Directed Nexus. I have a few scrolls of it at home if anyone's interested. Only 75 obloi!"

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Why are you not my englishness be understanding?

[This message has been edited by GameFanatic (edited 03-22-2001).]

Gramps stands up.
"bah! You call that advanced magic? here's something of my own!"
Gramps stands on a table. He mutters something, and walks toward the south end of the bar.
At the same time, 3 other gramps walk toward the east, north, and west ends of the bar. One of them arrives in front of grapper. The clone punches, but it goes right through grapper. One of the clones walks through a beer keg. The last clone walks through the wall before all three disappear.
Gramps explains, "It's called an illusion. you young whippersnappers probably wouldnt understand if i tried to explain it!"
"try us." Fanatic said.

[This message has been edited by Slayer (edited 03-21-2001).]

*Avatara finally decides its been long enough and enters the tavern - though as a spectator.*

"Talos, I'd say GameFanatic deserves at least an 8. He managed to create a rune and appear near me when I was over 5 miles away. "

*Avatara walks over to the corner with Theo and begins studying the strange magic at work there, and attempting to find a way to cure it.*

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"I'm a controversial figure. My friends either dislike me or hate me."

Ferazel walks into the bar with money from a new discovery at Pnyx. He says, "Drinks for everyone, on me. ", slaps a big bag of oboli on the table, and faints, exausted from his work. The bartender counts the money, and lays out 5 drinks (hint, try to get them fast).

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Ferazel Rocks!
Cythera's 'Team Stories' Rock!

*Avatara takes four of the five drinks, but seeing the groans and unhappy faces on some of the patrons he gives one to Slayer, one to Theo, one to Katze, and keeps the fourth.*

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"I'm a controversial figure. My friends either dislike me or hate me."

Rogan grabs the fifth drink one third of a second before Grapper...

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"I don't trust camels...hell, I don't trust anything that can survive so long without water"
--Ian Fleming

"umm bartender, a hot chocolate please?"

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Why are you not my englishness be understanding?

The bartender picks up a candy bar and puts it in a frying pan. A minute later, Grapper recieves the hot chocolate...

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Horses...dangerous in both ends and uncomfortable in the middle

Suddenly Theo sits up, yawns, and looks down at the drink, puzzled as to why lemonade, the "drink", has become so popular so suddenly. Looking up at the stares surrounding him, he asks "What happened?"

"Well, we don't know," answered Talos, "you had left to set up a party at your house, but later came back through a portal and went into acoma (sp?). You just came out of it now."

"Actually," Theo replies, taking a sip of his lemonade, "I came back yesterday. I've just been sleeping and watching the competition. As for the rest, I remember, but I fear to desturb the sanctity of peace in this bar." Theo glances around and notices the corpse of the deamon with it's leg torn off. "Well, still..."

***Out Of Character***

Seriously, it took a looong time to read the hundreds of posts, not to mention the three chronicles. Nice job on all of those . I _really_ don't want to tell the tale that I promised because, in looking at the stories in progress (or lack of such), I don't want another story to die. When the current stories are finished, I'll tell all, or maybe even if just _most_ of them are finished. Until then...I'll watch the competition.

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P.S. Look who posts under four different names. (Yes, four, though most probably only know of three of them, but just you wait to find out the other. And wait. And wait. And...)


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"It has to start some time.
It has to start some where.
What better time than now?
What better world than this?" ~Theo Nean Donly~

Anyway, who's spell is next?

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"It has to start some time.
It has to start some where.
What better time than now?
What better world than this?" ~Theo Nean Donly~

[This message has been edited by Theo Nean Donly (edited 03-29-2001).]

[This message has been edited by Slayer (edited 12-28-2001).]

[as usuall, it seems I post the conversation-stoppers ]

Well, I'll give it a shot, then.

*Theo goes into a frenzy of spellcasting, waving his arms around and chanting madly in a some arcane language*

In a few moments, it seemed like the room darkened and time slowed to a crawl. Finishing his spell with cry that resounded of the walls, Theo raised his open hands slowly in front of him. A tiny, bright dot appeared, moving quickly, tracing the outline to a strange looking object that spun itself from the dot's trail. The object, if that was even what it could be called, was a rough sphere of shadow, with specks of tousands of multicolored lights swimming through it, beautiful beyond description. Then, the bright dot vanished. The patrons of the bar all felt extreme happiness lifting their hearts, all except one unlucky fellow in the corner. As his gaze met the stunning spectical in front of him, his skin seamed to shrivel, his features melting into oblivion in seconds: the price of absolute depression. He fell to the floor, dead.

Theo ended his concentration and the image dissapated, everyone coming out of the trances they were in feeling more whole than ever before, until the saw the pile of a human in the corner. "That's the problem, it's hard to keep it from going too fast," he remarked to the rest of the bar with a grim look on his face. Striding over to the decapitated form on the floor, he touched both of what used to be its shoulders and murmered a few words. Slight, yellow wisps of smoke swirled around the form, slowly forming arms from stumps and legs from rounded humps. After a couple minutes the man was whole again.

"He will wake up in an hour or so," remarked Theo, "and will think he fell asleep from drink. Tell him sorry for me, for now I, too, must go to bed." Theo ampled over into one of the tavern's private rooms and suck into bed.
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"It has to start some time.
It has to start some where.
What better time than now?
What better world than this?" ~Theo Nean Donly~

[This message has been edited by Theo Nean Donly (edited 04-12-2001).]

Rogan finishes his bottle of wine and orders another one...

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Horses...dangerous in both ends and uncomfortable in the middle

Slayer steps before the crowd once again. "All right, all right, here's my real spell. I learned part of the technique on my last adventure, though I've managed to speed it up quite a bit. The rest is my work, though." Slayer mumbles a few incantations and makes a few gestures. After five seconds his form begins to waver, his outline becoming not quite clear. He starts changing shape and color. After a few moments, as his outline settles down a bit, it becomes clear that he has transformed himself into a lion. The lion opens his mouth and releases a small jet of flame into the air. Due to careful(but not that careful) aim, nothing catches fire except for the lion's mane. Quickly, the lion snaps back into being Slayer. Slayer, with his head on fire, runs around yelling until Talos, thinking quickly, tosses a bucket of water at Slayer's head. "Thanks Talos," says Slayer, "I guess I need to work on the fire breath part." Slayer orders some wine and takes a seat.

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Slayer's guide to Cythera:
[url="http://"http://www.macclassics.com/cythera/cythera.htm"]http://www.macclassi...era/cythera.htm[/url]