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by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:00 am

Dracos smiles, but shakes his head."Perhaps next time. Right now I think I'll go do some training (since things have gotten boring over the last few hours on the board). I hope you enjoy it, though REDeye. It looks good."Dracos turns to face Sylver."You wanna come with?"

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:03 am

"No thank you. I think I'll go out and groom Evermore, then take him for a ride through that forest over there. I'm afraid I've been neglecting him."
Sylver walks out to where she parked her black pegasus

by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:06 am

Dracos looks slightly concerned for a second as he watches Sylver leave."Sylver!" He calls after her.She turns back to him. "Yes?""Do you have any kind of mystic energy skills? Anything at all that you can use for defense?"

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:10 am

Stands thinking for a moment"Well, I have my portal walking ability, my Blue Myst staff with the powerful crystal on top, and Mindspeak. Oh, and that thing where I can overthrow the Dark One...dratted Destier, I TOLD him to leave Tirn...but will he listen? Nooooo, he has to be overlord!"
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"Come my minions!"
*a hoard of pixies appear and sit on enemy's head*

by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:13 am

Dracos now looks confused..."Overthrow the Dark One? Huh?"

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:16 am

"Well, you see, Destier comes around every century trying to take over Tirn (the dimension I'm from) and marry me. I end up having to use my Crystal against him, defeating him for a hundred years. But he always comes back, trying it all over again. I'm searching for the Secret of the Myst, a very magical gem that will destroy him forever. But, alas, I may never find it, as it could be in any dimension."

by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:21 am

Dracos' face clears."Oh, I see."He begins looking worried again."Sylver, around me, you tend to end up in violent situations, most of which involve some sort of mystic energy or artifact. I'm worried about you or Ucchan getting hurt if that happens. I think I know of a way to protect you from it. There is a certain ability that I can give you two wich would make sure you were kept safe from energy attacks. I'll ask Ucchan when she arrives, but right now I'm asking you. Do you want to have it?"

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:23 am

"Sounds fine to me. The only weapon I have is the crystal, and that's for the one purpose. Otherwise, it's all healing magic"

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:32 am

"Oh! I almost forgot..I'm a werepanther, meaning I can transform into a panther at will"

by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:32 am

"That's ok. It shouldn't interfere with this magic."Dracos smiles."All right then. This shouldn't be too hard."He walks over to Sylver, and his bracelets take on a golden glow."Hold still. This isn't a technique, but an ability I have to instill in you. Something you'll be able to use instinctually without being able to explain it."He waves his hand through the air in intricate patterns, and his palms trail golden mist in the air. The golden mist glows with the same light as the bracelets. For the longest time, Dracos simply stands there, weaving together strings of Han and Ether in an intricate patter.Suddenly he stops weaving the spell, and gently places two fingers of one hand on Sylver's forehead. His other hand goes back to weaving the spell together, while his eyes close in concentration. Finally he steps back. The golden glow hangs in the air between them."Ok, now just hold still."He cups his palms together in front of him, and the golden fog gathers between them into a compact ball. He concentrates for a second, fine-tuning the spell, then thrusts his palms forward. The ball of light flies forth and connects right over Sylver's heart. It seeps through her skin and the golden glow spreads through her body. Her eyes glaze over for a second as her body glows, then the golden radiance slowly fades away. Dracos smiles in satisfaction."It is done."[This message has been edited by Dragonwriter (edited 04-21-2001).]

by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 1:59 am

Sylver shook her head to clear the slight buzzing sensation."So, what did you just do."Dracos held his hand up, and a Soul Grenade formed."Any mystic energy is connected to the user. This is MY mystic energy. Specifically, my Ki. It comes from my soul. It is connected to me, as is any other mystic energy I use.""What I have just done is given you the ability to interrupt that connection. To take control of it, whenever Mystic Energy is used against you."Sylver nodded."So, how do I do it?"In answer, Dracos hurled the Soul Grenade at her.A thump resounded through the air, and Dracos fell to his knees, holding his gut. Sylver looked shocked at what had happened, but then her eyes took on a look of comprehension. She looked down at Dracos and saw he was writhing in agony."Let it go!" The words were forced from his mouth through the pain.A second thump was heard, and Dracos sighed and relaxed. After several seconds, he got back up to his feet and turned to face her."Using the magic is instinctual. I don't need to tell you how to use it. You already do. Once someone tries to use mystic energy on you, you are theirs. Period. No discussion, no arguing the point. Once they attack you like that, there is no escape. Their powers are yours."Sylver thought for a second."Why were you in pain.""That's what the bond causes as a result of it. When you took control of the connection between me and my ki, it naturally caused me great pain. It will always cause unimaginable pain to those who fall victim to it. That is simply it's nature."He looked her in the eyes."The other thing is that when you are in control of that connection, their energy flows through you before going back to them. Therefore you can interupt it, cuting them off from their life force , or choose to redirect it. You can use their own abilities, and thier own abilities against them, and at any moment you can cause their death by with nothing more than a thought."Sylver looked surprised."Don't worry so much. How likely is it that you'll have to use it like that?"Sylver smiled. "Good point."

by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 2:09 am

"All right, I'd better go."With that, Dracos turned and walked back into the weyr, feeling much relieved. He stood in the main room for a second, then went down the hall and entered the training room."Computer."*beep.*"Let me know as soon as someone else enters the weyr."*compliance.*"Good. Now, load up my trainng scenario."*beep.*

by **The Almighty Mocker** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 2:25 am

With the sound of a hundred thousand gallons of vanilla custard splashing into a pool of mango-flavored Jell-o, the Almighty Mocker appears above the Weyr, floating comfortably in his chaise lounge, a gin and tonic parked in his left hand. He speaks in a modulated tone that is nonetheless clearly audible to anyone that he wishes. "You mystic types with your incredible powers and fantastic beasts... what about family? The home in suburbia? The two-car garage? The 2.5 kids? Nooooo... you choose to go out and wave your powers around, making life difficult for all those who don't possess the same... *sigh* You silly, silly people." He took a sip of his drink and lounged, continuing to watch. ------------------
So many idiots... so few meteors...

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 2:33 am

Suburbia? Ick!

by **Dragonwriter** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 2:40 am

*is definetly glad that entrance into his weyr is by invitation only...*

by **The Almighty Mocker** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 2:51 am

The Almighty Mocker strolls right in through the front door, examining the furnishings and decoration. "Ah yes... the classical Powerful Mage's Day Off decor scheme. Quite elegant. Taking a break from saving the universe, or whatever it is you people do. The universe is actually quite adept at saving itself, you know." He walked over to a wet bar and refreshed his gin and tonic. He leaned against it and took on an air of contemplation. "Although I must admit, your antics do certainly make interesting viewing for entities such as myself. Kind of a pan-universal Circus of the Stars, if you will." He looked and saw REDeye staring at him curiously. "And a good day to you, as well." ------------------
So many idiots... so few meteors...

by **Xelloss Metallium** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 3:28 am

Mocker, I just checked your profile. <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:<HR> Mocking fools and poseurs <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>It's a wonder you don't sit around all day, staring at a mirror and shouting insults.Here's a few tips:
This is Sinfestboard. Any and all rules, rights, or responsibilities you may have had before now mean officially Jack Shit. You've got to earn respect here. And the best way to do that is to not be an <IMG SRC="http://cwm.ragesofsanity.com/contrib/geno/asshole2.gif"> to the Poobahs, Despots, or Juggernauts.Tip 2: DO NOT piss off the Poobahs, Despots, or Juggernauts. This is a sure way of getting flamed, killed, or worse. And believe me, there ARE many things worse than death.Tip 3: Puke on the strippers, and your ass is meat for our hellhounds.Have A Nice Day. <IMG SRC="http://cwm.ragesofsanity.com/contrib/geno/321.gif"> ------------------
"Give a man fire, and he'll stay warm for a night.
Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life."
-Twisted Proverb

by **The Almighty Mocker** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 3:33 am

The Almighty Mocker tipped his gin and tonic to Xelloss. "Thanks for the advice, my good man. I'll make sure to take note of that. But respect? I don't need to be respected, my friend. I simply am." ------------------
So many idiots... so few meteors...[This message has been edited by The Almighty Mocker (edited 04-21-2001).]

by **Xelloss Metallium** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 3:39 am

I forgot to mention this one...Tip 4: Any powers or high-tech weaponry you have are to be used only at permission of the higher-ups. Similarly, you are not allowed to ignore the powers or high-tech weaponry of the higher-ups.------------------
"Give a man fire, and he'll stay warm for a night.
Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life."
-Twisted Proverb[This message has been edited by Xelloss Metallium (edited 04-21-2001).]

by **The Almighty Mocker** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 3:41 am

"I'll be sure to remember that. Now if only I could lose those pesky other gods that keep chasing after me, I'd be set for eternity. Cheers." ------------------
So many idiots... so few meteors...

by **Xelloss Metallium** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 3:47 am

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:<HR>Originally posted by The Almighty Mocker:
The Almighty Mocker tipped his gin and tonic to Xelloss. "Thanks for the advice, my good man. I'll make sure to take note of that.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>I sure hope so. <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:<HR> But respect? I don't need to be respected, my friend. I simply am."
<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>Let me rephrase, then.People on this board, and wuite a few others, I'm sure, will (depending on what you say and do) either:
-respect you
-take no notice of you
-flame you
-pointedly ignore youA good idea at this point would be to report for Mandatory Newbie Hazing at the "ALL NEWBIES REPORT" thread, started by TwilightMage. Don't worry, the hazing is all in good fun. ^_^Another thing you should try to do is get yourself adopted by one of the regulars. Having someone to watch your back is a Good Thing.------------------
"Give a man fire, and he'll stay warm for a night.
Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life."
-Twisted Proverb

by **The Almighty Mocker** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 4:15 am

He simply took another sip of his drink and smiled. ------------------
So many idiots... so few meteors...

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 4:23 am

Who are you? A real newbie, or a reborn Poobah/Despot?

by **The Almighty Mocker** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 4:25 am

Simply a lurker who grew tired of his job. Pay me no mind. I exist only to poke fun at those who take themselves too seriously. ------------------
So many idiots... so few meteors...

Website · by **SylverCatt** on Sat Apr 21, 2001 4:27 am

As if THAT answered my question well...------------------
"Come my minions!"
*a hoard of pixies appear and sit on enemy's head*

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