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Jan. 7th, 2012


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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena again
When: STOP. ZOMBIE TIME (part two, earthtime edition)
What:

[The battle continues, friend against friend, lover against lover and team against team. Staring down at it all, the King's face seems unusually haggard, hairline fractures forming every time another bracer shatters for those who watch closely.

It's every now and then, with no regular pattern or strength, you hear something rumble, followed by the ground under your feet shuddering.

But this really isn't the time to worry about that, is it? You hear a snap of fingers, and those who have been blessed by the King feel the quiet thrum of power, electricity at their fingertips.]

I think we've had enough games don't you? Ophiuchus, subdue the remainder.

Jan. 16th, 2011

[info]sabra_la_ophis
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[info]sabra_la_ophis
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[info]sabra_la_ophis
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Ophiuchus
Where: Under the Arena
When: Day 206, EARLY MORNING
What:

[The Guardian, who has been strangely quiet and snappish in the days after the events, finally lifts its head. Its tone is quite a bit more neutral, if not back to its slow, staid tone. It might not be quite so dangerous down below...]

Asssss it pleasssesss you. ... Thissss isss progressss.

[There is a rumble, likely waking most of the Ophiuchus members, and Caduceus find themselves wearing the soft silks of the leading team while Uroboros may find their accommodations suddenly lacking.]

Dec. 25th, 2010

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[info]bluh_bluh
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Anyone!
Where: Various dorm areas
When: Day 200, morning to midday
What: Burning things :|a

[Out in the dorm areas, there is an extremely frustrated Ophi stalking about. She's smoking and steaming but not setting anything on fire. yet. She's carrying a basket of fruit and other small items on one arm as she stalks about. Better catch her before the treats get roasted.]

Go and do something more productive, he says. Stop setting my thing on fire, he says. I'll just have to burn something else.

(( OOC: It is totes possible to talk her into accepting something else instead of burning for food! So is getting interference for your character before burning happens. Just let me know that's what you'd like to do. :|d ))

Dec. 19th, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone
Where: In the Sacred City
When: King’s Year 199, Mid Winter
What:

[It had been a slow start through the fall. Nations full of people needing to settle and find shelter. And many despaired... how could such an enormous project be completed by the end of a mere two seasons when most were still milling about supplies and accommodations?

But as they do, gears shifted as the temperatures rose... as night became a nostalgic memory... Natural ingenuity blended with mad genius with simple practicality and by early winter, the great keystone... a project of masonry that had taken nearly as much time as the construction of the great stone walls themselves was complete and secured into place for the rest of the walls to be completed around it.

Construction had slowed ... even with ants to carve and carry, even with machinery of steam and clockwork and nearly a quarter of the world in labor.... the hours that COULD be worked became less and less... and working became less of a normal function and one of devotion, heroism and madness.

But today.... the last blocks had been placed, the keystone was in place and ready... Since last night the world has been thrown into blessed darkness. The air is uncomfortably warm, but no longer scalds to breathe, and the light comes from torches and magic.

Today, many people have gathered below the keystone, eyes turned upward.

Today, the supports are removed.]

Dec. 16th, 2010

[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Any
Where: At the base of the great mountain
When: King's Year 199, early autumn
What:

[The great mountain is the largest mountain on the content known as the First Land. It is a marker that can be seen over most of the lands of Pyxis and Canis for its inspiring height. The crystal city, in all of its marvels is built into the western side of it, perhaps a fourth of the way up in a valley between it and the nearest mountain.

Its peak is obscured by the clouds, and no traveler or climber ascending to its great top has ever come back alive, leading most to simply accept that it was a dwelling place of the Gods and thus, no place for man or his ilk.

Today, at its base, a priest is pouring over detailed construction plans that seem to shift and expand under their own magic as he pens in the countries and supplies as they come in.

Great flags of black are set in an enormous circle, stretching out of sight in an enormous circle, and far into the lands that are considered Pyxis.

A great deal of shelters are set up, most tent at the moment, within the circle. Food and water getting the first stone structures erected and thus far are without guard.

A young Ophiuchus of Caduceus cut greets you as you approach, and waves you to the table that the hooded, red lined priest sits.]

His excellency has requested you report directly to him. Please hurry and send your representative.

Dec. 14th, 2010

[info]i_have_organs
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]i_have_organs
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[info]i_have_organs
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Any
Where: Lepus
When: King's Year 199, THE SUMMER OF UNFORGIVENESS
What:

[Once upon a time, a green thing escaped from an experiment, heard a greater calling, or... perhaps, indigestion, and made himself a throne.

It is an epic throne, made entirely of something not exactly unlike many, many glued together rubix cubes. As such nifty, modern puzzles possibly do not exist, it is very likely that it is a very unfinished chair that had paint thrown at it and called art.]

I suppose you want to know WHY I have called you today.

Dec. 8th, 2010

[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: All, eventually
Where: Various
When: King's Year 198, early fall
What: A messenger approaches.

[A tall, gaunt man walks across the plains alone approaching a small gathering of Pyxis tribes, with little fear or hesitation. He seems to have appeared out of almost nowhere, and unphased by the pre-monsoon winds. He swathed in the black uniforms of an Ophiuchus priest and uniform is lined with red. Though his cloak is drawn over his face, you can see something of a tight line of his lips and his hands, when he speaks, are slow moving and expressive.

He stops just before the first tribesman approaching him.]

I seek the chieftain of all the tribes, and then the clan with the greatest speed and experience.

((OOC: ALL THE COUNTRIES will be visited to speak with a regent, king, leader or whatnot. If you don't have a player character who is suitable, feel free to use sabra_la_au to speak for them. If you're stumped and want us to whip something up or off screen it, let Nishi know and we'll work something out.))

Nov. 30th, 2010

[info]sabra_la_ophis
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]sabra_la_ophis
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[info]sabra_la_ophis
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Ophiuchus
Where: In the snake's chamber
When: Day 197, evening
What: It IS kind of unusual that the Guardian calls in the evening...

[It is just as the torch's magical lights begin to dim for the evening that every Ophiuchus hears a summons, floating across the surface of their thoughts, seeking their return.]

Gather and heed well: there sssssshall be new ordersssss.

Nov. 22nd, 2010

[info]heliotropism
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]heliotropism
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[info]heliotropism
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Ophiuchus!1
Where: Ophiuchus!!!1
When: Day 194, nighhhtttttt? after the pillar run
What: [ GRIPE GRIPE GRIPE ]

. . . love is over.

Nov. 19th, 2010

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[info]hips_dont_lie
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Ophiuchus
Where: Ophi Dorms
When: Day 193, Late Night
What: New guy!

[SHOOTS CORIANDER]

Nov. 16th, 2010

[info]sabra_la_ophis
[info]sabra_la_tau
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[info]sabra_la_ophis
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Ophiuchus
Where: Deep under the Arena
When: Day 193, early morning
What: Reassignments

[Last night, Ophiuchus felt more keenly than any other area the rumblings and ravages of the earthquake. However, before the rumble even became a roar, the stones mended themselves, drawers righted... and the snake hissed its agitation and displeasure.

It would say nothing of the events... Only that he would speak to the King in the morning. As the torches start gathering light, the Guardian begins the evening with a fainter rumble than the night previous, and those Ophiuchus waking up, will find those changes again. Uraeus has once again reclaimed the top, while Uroboros is just a little behind. Caduceus...]

... Caduceus... Keepersss of the wessst.

[It is a summons, rather than a statement.]

Nov. 14th, 2010


[info]o_great
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[info]o_great
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Who: Ophi
Where: OPHI
When: Day 191, evening
What: SPECIAL DELIVERY

[one TIMBRE is dragging one IKKI to Ophi. literally dragging. through the dirt.

also someone drew on his face so he has a monocle, angry pointy eyebrows, a badass scar, goatee, and curly mustache]

Aeon.

[KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK]

Hey, Aeon.

Nov. 11th, 2010


[info]homobastard
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]homobastard
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[info]homobastard
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Uraeus and YOU
Where: By the arena
When: Day 190, early evening
What: MINI GAME


[There's a really loud siren. Loud and annoying. So annoying, in fact, that you kind of want to come by and see who's making that racket and telling them to shut up. The sound leads to towards the arena, where you see some Uraeus busy with setting... SOMETHING up.


Also most of them are wearing safety headphones.]

Oct. 29th, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Those who have waited through the day
Where: The arena
When: Day 185, evening
What: A conclusion

[Dim light filters down from the arena’s heights; not so bright as to leave the ruins of buildings more than shadowed silhouettes, not so dark as to keep you from finding your way down, and down, to where a single flickering torch lights a broken courtyard.]

Oct. 17th, 2010


[info]homobastard
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]homobastard
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[info]homobastard
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Aeon + Lacerta (and onlookers)
Where: Lacerta dorms
When: Day 180, evening
What: Taking noodle out for a date.


[Someone is knocking on Lacerta's door.]

Oct. 16th, 2010


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[info]zeromemories
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Anybody
Where: By the lake
When: Day 180, afternoon
What: Mission completion

[you may have noticed a dozen Blanks in Lynx and Corvus uniforms moving pre-constructed parts to the lake this morning! by noon, something has begun to take shape by the lake shore . . . something towering and monstrous and green]

[congratulations, Sabra! you now have a fifteen-foot high statue of ZIM (placed carefully on a rock outcropping to give it another five feet of height!!), made of carefully constructed bits of wood, rope, bamboo, rock, metal, leather, . . . the works. despite being a scrap monstrosity, it's at least recognizable, down to the thing's kind of horrifying face, and the green paint covering most of it]

[. . . and the laser eyes. that periodically just go off. though . . . at most, they'll just scorch you a little. but laser eyes!!1]
[info]sabra_la_ophis
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]sabra_la_ophis
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[info]sabra_la_ophis
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Ophiuchus
Where: The Ophi Dorms
When: Day 180, early morning
What:

[Again, it is far before most are awake when the snake, sated and sleepy with its own offerings of meat recently, that it lifts its head, listening again.]

It changesssss already. Sssso be it.

[The dorms rumble again, those who wake up, all find their clothing and surroundings a little different..]

((OOC: This month, Uroboros jumps ahead of Uraeus by one point! Leaving Caduceus as last in place. We start a new activity period! Any trinkets you may have acquired as a reward you keep, however basic luxuries and levels of comfort have changed!))

Oct. 6th, 2010


[info]homobastard
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]homobastard
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[info]homobastard
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Uraeus + Blanks
Where: Near the Arena
When: Day 177, noon
What: MINI-GAME


[Ophiuchus game~ There is a stack of chef clothing in a pile in your team colours and several fire pits all set up. Gee I wonder what this could be.]



LINKS: mingle | DRUMROLL Chairman Zim | COOKING TIME: Hydracula, Delpavo, Bunnycorn, Cepheon, Lyvus, Pygnus, Lacanis | Food Presentation

Sep. 26th, 2010

[info]heliotropism
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[info]heliotropism
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[info]heliotropism
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Uraeus, that other noodle ( also I guess OTHER OPHI AND THEIR COOKS?! )
Where: U...URAEUSY... PLACE?/ophi place...?
When: Day 173, noon
What:

[ BREADSTICK WENCH, MAKE US FOOD. ]

Sep. 25th, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone!
Where: The Arena
When: Day 173, morning
What: A game, a game!

[There's a tick-tock, tick-tock coming from the arena today, and as you get closer it multiplies, the ticking of clocks and the rustle of papers chiming together in a whole bunch of ticky noises. When you arrive, the statue is of a man in his prime, with a watch on his wrist and his arms and chest scribbled on all over with numbers and foreign characters. The marks range from clumsy to an intricately detailed hand, diagrams of dots and lines, numbers, all kinds of markings. some are even "carved" into the stone.

He's leaning standing in front of a simple sundial on a pedestal. If he's aware of the irony of a sundial in a place with no sun, he finds it hilarious, going by the broad grin on his face.]

The time, the time-- just look at the time! How it flies. It's time for me to make an appearance!

Will something important happen to-day? Will everyone remember? You all grow so fast! ♪ It makes me remember the past... Aah, which is more exciting, the past of the future? Or what's happening now? I just can't decide.

The game is afoot, everyone! Be gentle, it's my first time!

[[MINGLE
HARD RESET
AN ANNOUNCEMENT
EXPLORE!!
Lake
Forge
Dorms
Anywhere else/You are lost]]