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Post by Dove on Jul 4, 2014 18:59:43 GMT
There was never a time in her life she didn't know where her life was headed. Even now she knew some of the skills and such she was obtaining had a reason behind them and a purpose. It was not always apparent to her at first but sometimes a big picture was something harder to come by. This day though, this day her skills had done a lot to her and had her drained. Sometimes even when someone was so sure of their path they needed a break from it. It wouldn't surprise anyone that she snuck away from one of the larger groups to come out into the main yard. from there she went walking about mostly just exploring the island area to get a feel for the land. Oddly enough she found what she thought the perfect place to meditate not far away from the main shop. It was an over grown area but there was a small field that laid opened with grass that reached her chest area. Her frame lowered to the ground allowing herself to be covered by the grass and stretched about enjoying the basking light of the sun. Her mind mended with the world around her allowing her body to connect with the on goings of the world. It was in this she could feel her body seeming to mend with the world around her. She could feel everything in the island for a brief moment even the lost it had taken many years ago. It was then she felt it. The tower would start to shake. It rumbled as if the whole thing was about to blow. The sounds of giggles could be heard from that little girls voice that seemed to haunt the very grounds. Grass in the area seemed to turn being struck under cobble stone rocks that lined the ground. Black wood and rocks pushed high into the air panes of glass seeming to form from no where. Broken raised beds formed being pushed together by the nothingness that was the tower's magic.
At that point and what was happening around her - she screamed. |
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Post by Cedric Graves on Jul 7, 2014 6:06:44 GMT
Cedric was sitting on the pathway of the bridge just outside of the Wolf Moon Tower. He was dressed in a midnight blue medieval tunic along with black medieval trousers and black leather shoes. His back was pressed up against the stone railing, reading a book titled A Necromancer's Guide.
Short locks of dark hair uplifted in the wind as it passed him by; the book's pages flapping about in the gust. He inhaled deeply, taking in the fresh flow of air as his brain soaked up the knowledge before his eyes. He turned the page, coming to the end of the chapter. Once he finished the last word he slowly rested his head back and closed his eyes.
Thoughts transitioned to Deadwood.
His family. He missed his family - his father and his siblings. He missed the woodsy, pale, foggy atmosphere of the land and the silhouettes of the barren trees. He missed the constant adventure of killing fiends and having to heal and save lives. He missed his home.
He let out a soft sigh as memories of Deadwood flooded his mind.
And then suddenly, the tower began to shake. Thoughts disrupted by the disturbance.
His eyes opened as he felt the vibrations coming from the Tower. What was happening this time? Brows furrowed as he brought himself to his feet; a hand clutching onto the bridge's barriers for support throughout the trembling. The giggles rang into his ears; a confounded nuisance.
Blue eyes caught site from afar of what upheaved from the ground. A greenhouse?
Cedric closed his book and stuffed it into his bag of items as he started to walk towards the new structure. Intrigued and curiouser by the minute... |
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Post by Breanne on Jul 7, 2014 8:35:05 GMT
Breanne was inside of the Wolf Moon. She pulling her shift when she heard it. The world seemed to start to lose it inside. By now, you would think, everyone would be used to it. But she wasn't. Throwing herself outside of the Apothecary, she came to a stop when she heard a scream. Like things couldn't get worse. A scream and shaking. Someone was hurt? She knew someone was probably sleeping up in the Tower's bedrooms, but the Wolf Moon always behaved with the Bedrooms so it had to be something else.
Staring at Cedric she turned her head toward the sound of the scream. Taking off toward it. Pushing her sneakers into the grass to get to the base of the place. Suddenly watching the wood and glass grow taller. She raised a brow. The Wolf Moon was literally growing up from the ground like a flower.
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Post by Dove on Jul 8, 2014 23:17:00 GMT
As people came closer to where the green house was forming they could see there was plenty of changes. Even a few path ways were forming. Brick after brick laying down. From the outside they could notice something inside.. was moving. It seemed almost like a cloud but moved in a near hive mind with itself. On closer inspection they would finally be able to note that it wasn't a cloud at all but hundreds and hundreds of pixie's flying about.
Dove was stuck inside of it with them too. At the point when anyone got close to seeing them could tell she was trying to bat off some of them. The girl was running and leading a small swarm behind her. It seemed futile in her adventure since each step lead her further away from one group and closer to another. There was a suddenly blast of what sounded like a louder buzz. To the tiny little pixies it was a great horn directing them into there battle positions. A few birds (from the looks) came up from the ground. The flying Navy of the Pixies were riding mechanical birds and already were planning on how to take Dove down. Squeaks, more squeaks could be heard mixing with buzzing while the pixie gave his directions.
' Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live... at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our Greenhouse, but they'll never take... OUR FREEDOM! '
Dove was able (being closer to the ground) hear what they were saying. Her expression at this point was nothing but fear since she was unsure of what the little pixie's could do. That board in her hand was used best she could to start smacking at the creatures but sadly they had the upper hand. Tiny little bows were produced and they could see the pixies start shooting her with the force o hundreds of splinters to her. Dove kept swatting away at the things some of those splinters of arrows starting to stick inside of her hand. Back to running she went trying to avoid one of the birds as it dive bombed her. |
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Post by Evelyn Qualls on Jul 10, 2014 0:03:20 GMT
She was roused from her late slumber by a calamity of rumbles of her bed, the very floor - the Tower. She rolled out of Derek's arms, body crashing to the floor and she held fast on all fours as the floor shook beneath her. Things started to fall off her vanity, perfumes, brushes, and a hand held mirror crashed and broke upon impact. She stood and skirted the glass as it spread across the floor like marbles. She rushed to the window when the soft sound of a females scream was heard through the walls and glass pane. Her hands reached out flinging back the curtains only to be faced with lumber, glass and everything else splitting from the ground rising and forming a building upon it's own accord. Cobble stone paths and the like formed around it, within past the panes of glass she could see it too forming structures and a woman - Dove, trapped inside chased by a swarm of miniature things flying in groups.
She stumbled out of the shaking room, falling in the hallway as she slammed against the far wall upon exit of her own room. Her body clad in only a night gown that was best explained as an empire waist. She fancied not reaching for a robe as she was already down the hall after scampering back to a standing run. She grabbed the railing to the stairs, taking them by two, her bared feet slapping hard against the wood. She flew past the door to the apothecary and out the door to the outside. She raced around the building to where the manifestation was happening, tailing Breanne and Cedric upon their own arrival to see what was the matter. She skidded to a stop in the ground, toes grabbing what was left of grass and dirt that the magick hadn't taken already. Her mouth forming an O of surprise as she witnessed the thing rising from the ground before their very eyes.
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Post by The Doctor on Jul 16, 2014 3:28:17 GMT
The whirring aounds of hope filled the air just outside of the greenhouse as the big blue telephone box slowly began to appear into existance. Once completely formed and stabilized, a mans head popped out of the door, his brown hair spiked up messily and his eyebrow raised in curiousity. What he saw before him was building, a greenhouse to be precise, growing up from the ground and he blinked.
"Well, thats different. I like different!"
Was all he said to himself as he dodged from the door and ran toward the fleeing woman with a metalic screwdriver with a lit blue top in his hand. It wasn't until he was outside running that he sawa quivering tower and the other eyebrow raised as a cheeky grin formed on his lips. He ran up toward the tower and and braced himself as the land shook beneath his feet.
"Now this is what Im talking about! Thank you, Tardis!"
He quickly used the screwdriver to break into the tower by opening the lock with the sonic waves fromthe bkue tip of his screw driver. A sonic screwdriver to be exact! He burst inside, running to where he had last seen the girl fleeing.
"Whrre did you go?! I'm here to help!" He yelled out, pulling a small silver orb out of his trench coat inner pocket. As his deeply british tone swam through the building, he began to run and look again.
(If this doesnt make sense then I missed something cause my tablet is homo. My apologies.)
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Post by Breanne on Jul 16, 2014 19:14:28 GMT
Breanne stopped when she saw the pixies. Standing just outside the greenhouse her eyes looked over the others as she tried to understand what she was seeing. If others saw what she saw. Pixies. She wasn't going in there. People had talked her out of believing in pixies all her life. This seriously had to be a dream.
Taking a step back she bumped into Evelyn and then fell onto her butt with a little grunt. Sitting there she nodded her head toward Dove and the future Greenhouse. Her eyes looking from face to face. And then on the man with a sparkling screwdriver. She stared for a moment, before she just looked down. She believed that maybe the Wolf Moon was changing again - but she was brainwashed to believe Pixies didn't exist. "I do not believe in pixies.. I do not believe in pixies.. I do not believe in pixies." She whispered to herself over and over again.
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Post by Cedric Graves on Jul 17, 2014 20:11:28 GMT
When Cedric reached the greenhouse he was standing behind Evelyn and Breanne. His eyes wide and evermore curious until a look of amusement came across his face. Pixies indeed. He could hear the loud buzzing, their tiny voices, and the blow of the horn all from the outside of the greenhouse; watching them swarm about and plot their attacks through the wide window panes.
He heard a very British voice wailing about somewhere around them. However, he wasn't quite sure what that was about and figured it was someone from the Tower spazzing out because of the ground shaking. From the corner of his eye he had seen something blue jet throughout the sky, but he figured it was just a bird so he didn't think much of it.
Then his eyes caught sight of Breanne falling onto her bottom. He couldn't help but smirk at her denial of them being there. "Little one, you better start believing now. Not believing in them isn't going to make them go away." His blue eyes fixated back onto the greenhouse. This should be fun.
"Well, they're not going to go away with us just standing here!" And with that he headed forward. But before he opened the door he snapped a finger, and in that hand a ball of fire appeared. "Looks like Dove could use the help. You two, follow my lead," he spoke to Breanne and Evelyn. "Time to take the pests out!"
He opened the door and darted his way in, taking cover behind some shubbery and waiting for Breanne and Evelyn to enter; the ball of fire still at hand.
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Post by Dove on Jul 19, 2014 17:59:14 GMT
It seemed a never ending venue of cobblestone and plant life popping around them. Even as they stood the Trio (Evelyn, Bre & Cedric) were being pushed this way and that by growing bushes and new slope of the gardens spreading around the greenhouse. It wasn't just the idea of them but things otherwise was popping up. Even in the distance they could see mist growing as a deep fog was starting to roll in around the island. Something, some creature was calling out in the distance. The deep sound seemed to be a roar that came from all directions.
The doctor breaking into that green house would find the door opening rather easy. Even as he pushed it glass pane seemed to pop just into place the colors of which spreading to give way to a design of a lotus flower surrounded by a circle. A pattern and symbol that would be repeated a few times through the greenhouse and the gardens.
With the door opened it left room for escape with the pixies. Tiny voices heard in that high pitched hum and a few of them were swarming towards the doctor. They were trying their best to distract him having shove tiny swords about the size of toothpicks, into their skin. As he was distracted others found their way out of the greenhouse. Blue flaps of wings of the air cavalry had them running towards the Trio and sending something down to them. It would feel as if they were tossing nuts at them but within a few seconds of that impact they would go off.
BOOM! Tiny booms explosions seemed more like small firecrackers than anything else. They we're taking no for an answer on getting their green house and garden for themselves.
Dove had been trying to get wits about her when it came to the place. A hand out she started to summon out that pink sword which came from no where. With that sword in hand she swept it up trying to brush off the attack of those pixies. One or two of them were bashed by it sending it into them and shoving them onto the ground dead in a small pile.
A few of the pixie's sword had been shoved into her flesh sticking out with a tiny bit of blood coming from it. She was shoving them off as she started to run over towards where they heard the voice of the doctor thinking it might be her way out of the area. She didn't want to kill the pixies she just wanted them not to attack her.
"'ere! 'elp me!" She said loudly as she was bombarded with a few explosions of little bombs from one of those air birds came onto her grasping at her skin with the long nails to try to penetrate her skin scratching a nice wound into her shoulder. A whimper escaped her as she went further pushing back the dyeing plants and the like that nested into the greenhouse. |
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Post by The Doctor on Jul 20, 2014 6:30:48 GMT
As his sonic screwdriver went to work with a loud whirring noise he blinked as the door just 'clicked' and popped right open. With a tilt of his head he placed the screwdriver back into the inside pocket of his trench coat with a small huff before, BOOM! The pixies attacked, trying hard to distract him so the lot of them could pass by. The sting of their little pokers, swords, whatever they might have been, he let out a little pain "Oi!" Before that cheeky grin spread across his aging features and he pushed a button on the small metalic circle device (he would just call it a timey wimey thing) and tossed it at the small group of pixies that had bombarded him.
"Oooooh no, not this time!"
He cried out as that small metalic circle popped open and a small, nearly invisible field quickly swallowed up the pixies, and I turn, all of the pixies even free from the green house were now trapped inside their own field.
"Now we can get down to business. Where am I, and is this a normal occurrence here?"
He questioned, turning to look at the folks he hadnt even noticed, and the now freed Dove.
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