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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 5:16 pm
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Beyond the world we all know Beyond the limits of our logical minds There is a World hidden in the moons glow Entered only by a path that slithers and winds We fear what we cannot control We destroy what we fear Senseless murder is our goal To protect that which we hold most dear Our world is what we protect Our world clear as glass Their world we reject Two worlds meet through one mountain pass
There is a world separate from ours but joined to it just the same. A world ruled By Colossal beings with power untold, horrors from tales of old. This is the story of a young queen who’s country lays on the border between the two worlds, and her kingdom has been at war with a race of giant beings. There is one giant in particular, one that she has herself tried to kill on many occasions, a giant who has killed many, many warriors of her people. One this day she has witnessed this giant retreating into the swamps between her lands and the mountains. She has followed him by herself, against the wishes of her most trusted advisors and friends. Sword in hand, donned in royal armor and dress, heart full of rage she finds a gleaming pass. Following this pass she finds herself in the world of the giants, a landscape vast and beautiful, but unforgiving and harsh. Vibrant and untamed.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 5:17 pm
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Profiles:
Name: Thunder Breaker/Todd Brickabrac Age: 2000 years / 21 years Gender: male Race: Giant Appearance: Thunder Breaker is a massive young man, made of rock and stone and gem. He stands 600 feet tall and for a giant has what we humans would equate to the build or body of very strong well muscled man. His eyes are orbs of granite with deposits of silver that give the appearance of irises. He also has a human form that He has dubbed Todd Brickabrac. The form appears to be a meek and frail looking young man as young as 21 years with silver eyes and darkly tanned skin, shoulder length hair dyed a dark grassy seaweed green. He wears a peasant farmer’s garb in this form, and stands no taller than 5ft. He has angular features, and is spindly all around. Carries only the clothes he wears, and both his teeth and nails seem well taken care of, better than any farmer. His skin is smooth, his feet always bare. Bio: Thunder Breaker is a giant who has always been one to fight for what he believes in. Recently his father was killed in a fight with the humans, and He has spent the last few years fighting the human family responsible. He has been fought by an opponent most worthy, despite her being a mere human. She has sent her soldiers to attack him at the most opportune moments, and has not wasted the lives of her warriors to feed her pride. He has killed hundreds of thousands of warriors from her country, and She has killed his father with own hand. The only human ever to kill a giant. Now he has accidentally lead her to the mountain pass that lets giants travel between their world and hers. Puppeteer: Wire_Colossus
Name: Whisper Adessa VonCuthe Age: Twenty years. Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance: Whisper's long golden tresses have always caught the light in a brilliant way, streaks of a soft rose and silver winding through the waves. From beneath cheekbone length bangs peek two large almond shaped eyes of blue with just a hint of green and grey. Whisper grew to a mere 5 feet and 4 inches, and weighs roughly 150lbs. This weight is spread proportionately between lush curves and deadly muscle. Her skin is is softly tanned, just barely a hint of a glow from the pale expanse. She is always groomed and maintained as only a queen could be. From years of battle against the giants, Whisper collected a few scars. One in particular from the giant she killed; that runs from just below her left eyebrow, across the lid of her eye, and down to the bottom of her right cheekbone. Bio: Whisper became queen at a young age. This happened when a giant caught her father during battle and ripped him in two with his own bare hands. Whisper had watched this happen when she was only eleven years old, but was quickly rushed home by a bundle of soldiers. Her mother remained queen up until Whispers sixteenth birthday, when Whisper gave the woman an ultimatum. Either hand over the throne now or Whisper would never marry, and as an only child, the family would die out and another would rule the kingdom. Obviously her mother stepped aside immediately. Besides that instance the strong willed queen and her mother have a darling relationship. Whisper has trained with the soldiers and special tutors since the day her father died, she had become intent on killing every giant she crossed. This had been a murderous rage in her heart up until she got her revenge and killed one of the giants. She is just sad that her memory had become fuzzy and she could not tell if the slain was the one who killed her father or not. Puppeteer: MommiiDearest
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 11:33 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 12:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 12:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 4:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:00 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:13 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 11:01 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 12:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 1:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 1:57 pm
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"You ever stop to think young lady just how young you are? Your race dies young, lucky to reach 60 years, and extraordinarily lucky to reach 100 years. I am 2000 years old. And we all have our weaknesses. My father was based of soil and wood and bone. So it isn't hard to believe that you could kill him based of that. And believe it or not I am still young. I am no monster. You and your ancestors sent thousands of warriors to kill me because the fact of your people that most defines you. You fear, hate, and tend to destroy what you don't understand. My ancestors watched your species come into the world. We take human forms so as to spend time with your kind. To teach you, nurture you, raise you, and in general care for you. We have done so since we first encountered your kind. And like a rabid dog you bite the hand that feeds you." Then he hopped off the boulder and stepped back 30 steps. "Your sword is useless againt my stone skin, your armor is helpless beneath my crushing weight. But I do not intend to kill you, ever."
Then he was encased in light and the ground shook. As the light faded the giant was revealed for what he was. A giant of 600ft height, with a form that in human terms could only be described as well muscled, though it was made of stone, He had grean shoulder length hear that seemed to be some kind of moss or grass, his form was armored naturally with immense purple gemstones that seemed to be part of his body, his skin was a dark grey stone, and his eyes were orbs of granite with irises made of deposits of silver. He lacked a mouth and a nose and each ears completely.
He slowly kneeled before her and said, "When you were born I took on human form and took up residence in your family's castle in the form of a small child who always looked out for you. It was I, A giant, who was always there to cheer you up."
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 5:57 pm
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Whisper was awestruck, to say the least. No one had told her that these giants could morph into a human form, did any human even know? Oh God. She recognized him now, and she remembered snippets of her childhood. She vaguely remembered a small boy who she used to play with, used to run to when her parents fought, or when she was lonely or scared. Looking at the giant before her, she also recognized his green hair, the beautiful gems that adorned his body. She had spent the last several years trying to kill him. Whispered bun suddenly felt to tight. A headache began to form behind her eyes. Plucking the pins from her hair, she ran her fingers through the waved locks to untangle them. She turned to the side and looked off into the distance, not wanting to look at Todd. Guilt, anger, lose all flooded her at once. She stroked the length of her hair as she thought. "Why didn't you just kill me? You had plenty of chances. I am not the sneakiest person, you had to know I have been following you. Trying to kill you for years. Ever since-" Her finger lifted to her eyes and she felt the soft sliver of scar that ran down her eye. "Your breed is just as savage as mine. Just as much to blame for the fighting... My father was attacked."
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 6:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 6:31 pm
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