Upcomming Roleplays

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

This is the deal. If you don't feel like imporv. right now, then you can come here and make your own drafts and what not. For example if you plan on releasing a new roleplay you have been working on you should post the rough details here and see what is going on.


I will post more about this in the news.

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

ROLEPLAYS COMMING OUT BY: RYAN ARAMIL SAVREDOX.

- Caves of Sorrow: Eternal bonds

- Milate's Chosen

- Balor's Wrath

[fantasy]

ooc: Looks very nice indeed. I shall be making my own roleplay again. Mumble that you sort of deleted on me.



- Sharda's Stone

- Crimson Lake-

Crimson lake is a roleplay about Sarah no name. Her struggle to the top of life is a hard one and even though she is considered young, she is older than what most people think. I am making this one out of pure insight of what I see in other people.

[leaperrins]

I Shall post my RP, The Final Hope

[hunadin]

Mercinary chronocles........that is what im posting...

[darksecret3]

Oooh... Looking forward to yours tree, especially Caves....

[hunadin]

mmm...this lookes like it shall be fun

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

I won't start Caves of sorrow however in till Crimson lake is done, that is one of my favorites. Fantasy, you've done it agian! I love how it is played out in the "Between setting" I also like how you explain those savages to me... ( in a message. )

[hunadin]

yey..more crimson lake...Wilhelms tent is umm somewhere along the poor side of the dalbine river

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

Expect these roleplays to come soon: (Ten days)

The uptopian grimmace. (For the best roleplayers only, I mean you need to be really good)

Blood arise...

For more information please visit me @

cyania.blogspot.com/

for caves of sorrow too.

[darksecret3]

Ryan, I can't find anything for Caves on their, apart from the title explanation.

[darksecret3]

I'm really annoyed with myself... I was having a great idea for a roleplay. The problem was, I was sub-concious, on the edge of sleep, at the time. I was thinking I would remember it in the morning and right my ideas down then. Whilst I slept, I dreamt of the idea, I'm sure, but with most dreams, you don't remember when you wake, so, instead of my head being filled with the ideas of the best RolePlay I had ever thought of, it was filled with a bleeping alarm clock... =(

[darksecret3]

Beginning

The swiftest cloud was the first to enclose the moons soft glow, Fahren watched in awe, amazement and fear. The brilliant, emerald encrusted bronze clock ticked with time itself. It showed the path of the destruction of time. The first hand struck the large upper-hand XII, if it were any other normal clock, it would be the minute hand. As Fahren stood there, sweat dribbled its way down his face, he looked at his technological watch, it read, ’23:59/\06-08-4093.’ Looking back to the bronze clock, the second hand hit the XII, it was the shortest of the trio, the one before it had been the second longest. And the third, as each second past, it felt like millennia’s to Fahren, it hit the XII. As it did so, Fahren’s gaze twitched towards the miniature solar system. As he did so, the chanting began, but Fahren did not move.
The black hooded cultist grinned evilly, showing red, blackened through flame, teeth. He was well aware he was in a dream of the future, and that he knew he must kill the dreamer. When he himself woke up, it would be a race against the dreamer; the dreamer would flee for the man, “Xeo…” The cultist snarled, and he, he would bring out the thin blade, fledged from the hardest metal from the middle of the birth of earth, Avralite. Then, yes, then he would fly through the winds of the Evergrande city and strike through the heart of the dreamer.
Fahren watched in guilt and horror, he was unable to move, unable to stop the happenings only six days ago had predicted and written in his diary. He watched the other man draw marks in the air, black marks, deadly marks, science took over the dreamers mind and he watched with the curiosity of a philosopher. Abruptly, the chanter stopped, Fahren’s gaze slid back towards the miniature of his galaxy. Tears slid down, with each centimetre of his face they passed, going from the ninth to the first, the planets imploded, (A technical term for something collapsing in on itself.) Lastly, the only one remained, Zubera, others called it the Sun, but it had been renamed in the reigning language of science and Latin, everybody spoke it, second nature. Son the star itself started to swell, its large form of molten globula mass, fired out in a humongous flash, and disappeared. Being replaced by a small black circle, with this spot of pure darkness, pure destruction, it sucked in all the remaining rubble of the left over planets. Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto.

Problem

Xeo woke with a shudder, he smiled as he opened his eyes, the picture of Fantasy Viva lay smiling at him. She was on the hammock hanging from the oak tree to the maple tree on the waterfall Xeo had taken her; she was holding the flowers he had given her. It seemed strange to him, that she had never acknowledged his love to her with a kiss or other form of passion, but he didn’t mind as long as his love with her lay untroubled. Unknown to him, Fantasy loved him too, but she decided it best to hold in until Xeo were truly ready, even if he thought he was ready already. Xeo stepped out of his house, the silver, squared sword by his side, entrusted with his mother’s gift of the Advent upon it. It holds powers to keep the world, speaking of which, Xeo doesn’t know about that either. Xeo has many things that belong to him that are still a secret. Walking toward the abbey, he was going to visit Fantasy and take her for a morning meal at the small, pleasantly intriguing coffee shop at the Tent Square.
Fantasy grinned as she waited at the abbey door; she caught sight of her best friend as he rounded the corner. “Hey,” She greeted, and smiled, “You’re late.” Giggling in a mocking tone.
“Yeah, yeah,” The nineteen year old laughed, “Why do you mind so much? Is it because you’re running on time…!” Fantasy had always been late for everything, although occasionally she would get somewhere, but always too early. Xeo often wondered if her watch was too slow, or too fast. As the two walked shoulder to shoulder down middle-street, Xeo’s hand lightly brushed Fantasy’s. They exchanged a brief glance, eyes sparkling, then blushed and turned away, pretending to browse the windows of the shops they passed. It was difficult for him to understand why his love was refused, and it was difficult for her to refuse her own love for him.
Five minutes later, the atmosphere had changed and the two laughed at Xeo making a fool out of himself. They reached the coffee bar and Xeo took out his credit slip, he glanced at Fantasy and she nodded with acknowledgment, “A moco’ and a cappuccino please.” The drinks came and the Advent child handed the cappuccino to his partner whilst taking a sip from the boiling drink. Before either two could react to Xeo’s foolishness and both of them giggling like lunatics on sugar, Fahren raced round the corner, a small piece of blood stained paper in one hand and the other firing two shots from a small hand gun. Xeo turned instantly, sword out and in the defensive position over himself and Fantasy, he instantly lowered as his scientific house mate reached them both.
“… … At house… Paper… Prophecy… End… World… Assassin!” Panted Fahren.
“What are you on about?!” Xeo stared in awe at his friend, “Stop jumbling up your sentences and speak like somebody with a really intellect!”
“For god’s sake Xeo! Take the paper; stop the bloody end of the galaxy, and ru-!” He was cut short as a 30mm bullet pounded through the back of the skull, through the best brain ever to exist and into the coffee table.

Resolution

Fantasy screamed, Xeo cursed and turned in the direction of the shot. A black flash and the figure that had been there was gone, most likely warped using a spell.



(I'll be editing my homework story out into a RolePlay, this if far from finished by the way. Just thought you might liekt he read. (=)

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

I haven't worked on caves yet.

[darksecret3]

KK.

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

I'll put something up tonight in fact so make sure you look around there.

[whistle]

I am going to be posting

"These Chains..."

again soon, my first and only roleplay. Those of you who know it from RS forums... That's peachy. It's starting over from scratch, with more stuff added... Think of it as the new, revised edition of that DVD of that old movie, that people like so they buy the DVD for the DVD, not the extra features.

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

The caves of sorrow prequel came out today on darky's site and will appear here in a few weeks.

[johoti]

Essence of Light returns for one last try at becomeing the greatest roleplay ever.For those of u who dont know, essence of light was once the fastest roleplay on rs of its time. Belive me it was FASTer than any roleplay ever. It was also one of my first roleplays ever. second to be exact. The only reson it didnt become the best roleplay ever was because Hiei licked it one day and then didnt come back till i dropped of the edge of the RS forums. Hiei and i are curently working on the intro but it should be up soon.

[moria]

WOOT

[Ryan Aramil Savredox]

If Xeo8 where here... I beat he's disagree. But thats okay.