Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 7, 2014 4:02:01 GMT
Iacomus opened the door slowly, but it creaked. Suddenly there was a big man standing in the doorway, the same one Clancy had knocked unconscious. He glared down at Iacomus, who beamed up at him. "Why hello sir! Splendid evening, is it not?" He slipped inside and looked around "A wonderful place you seem to have! I love the green mold growing, no, oozing on the walls! Really gives the place a homey feel." The man recognized Iacomus from earlier that day, and spend no time in trying to tell him anything. He was going to kill this sonuva just like that girl had killed the others. The man walked up behind Iacomus and lifted his hand, preparing to bash in his skull, but quickly, Iacomus drew his sword and held it above him. As the man brought down his hand, his fingers were cut clean off and fell to the floor. He screeched deeply in agony, and Iacomus turned around swiftly. He quickly looked for the best place to take him out. Because of his medical knowledge, he knew the best places in the body to do so. He stabbed the man in the middle, somewhere near some vital organs, then took out his sword again, and stabbed him somewhere else, somewhere vital but not so immediately lethal. The man trashed around in pain, trying to get back at Iacomus, but the organ harvester drew back his sword and slit the man's neck. The man's eyes bulged out of his skull, and he gagged, trying to scream but choking on his own blood. He collapsed with a huge thud, and Iacomus started licking the blood off of his fingers before another man came into the door in which the entered. Another goon. "Hey, WHat-WHAT DID YOU.. WHY YOU LITTLE-" The new goon started to say, enraged at the sight before him.
"I would have never guessed." Zona said with a smile, "But there are spots on the body that don't hurt as much, like your thigh or shoulder, any place that has a bit of meat on the bones!" She remembered when she got it on her neck, ankle, and wrist, those were the ones that hurt the most.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Stephen was on a mission when he found him. It had been confirmed that a group of men were tormenting helpless people at night, the leader of the group named Damson. Their robbing, killing, and other despicable activities had been brought to the assassin's attention and he was on his way to get rid of the whole group. There was five of the whole group. Stephen had already taken care of one of them so four remained. On his way to the supposed hide out of these people, he spotted something quite interesting on the street. It appeared that the lot had finally met their match tonight. Two were dead and one was injured. So that left two people for him to clean up.
As he silently made his way to the entrance, one of the goons turned down the alleyway. Stephen quickly dropped down behind a few molded boxes, concealing himself perfectly. His nose scrunched up from the stench of the trash next to him. The sooner he got this over with, the better. The unsuspecting man opened the door and stepped inside. Without any hesitation, Stephen got up and walked over the door. He had only managed to crack the door open when enraged yelling was heard form inside. Looking in quickly he saw the situation. Iacomus, standing over one of his targets, a sword in his hand dripping with blood. Looks like his last target was not to pleased with finding his comrade like this. With out any hesitation, Stephen dropped his throwing knife from his sleeve compartment and threw it at the man. Luck would have it. He somehow managed to get the back of the mans neck in one shot. Usually he missed the first shot.
Now to confront to next problem. Before the man had fallen down dead on the ground, Stephen slipped inside the dark room, closing the door behind him quickly. Standing tall, he turned his hooded eyes to examine Iacomus, not saying a word.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 7, 2014 4:23:37 GMT
Iacomus started licking the blood off of his thumb next as he turned around slowly, looking at the hooded man dead in the eye with a serious, but almost feral expression. He put his hand down as he and his eyes followed, falling on the other goon who the other man in the room had seemed to have killed. He looked back to the man still living, and wiped the saliva from his fingers onto his jacket. "Well, I'm going to assume you're not with them, as you have just killed one... May I ask who you are?" With this, Iacomus mouth twisted into a smile.
Stephen did not have time for this slippery snake; any moment now an EIRAL might burst through the door. He had caught the man killing another and that put him on his list. From hence forth, he was going to keep his eyes on this man. The look on Iacomus's face was pure danger. Reaching down, he grabbed his knife out of the mans head, carefully flicking it back up the compartment in his sleeve. He did not want Iacomus to get a good look at the weapon; if he managed to catch the real Stephen Leland with knives like these, he did not want his two identities to connect in this man's head. "Careful. One wrong move, and you might just slip, Sir" he said vaguely in a very deep voice, backing out quietly from where he had entered. Most people might think he was talking about the bloody mess on the ground but Iacomus was smarter than that. He would recognize the warning in those words.
The moment the door was shut behind him, he ran full speed out of the alley way, being sure to stay out of sight. He made it across the street and hid himself by a vacant building, planning on tracking Iacomus when he came out of the dead thugs nest.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 7, 2014 5:20:00 GMT
Iacomus kept his smile until the hooded man left, when he then started to look quite angry, growling softly. He had been seen. Seen by an assasin, no less. How could he have been so clumsy? How could he have-... He couldn't let this man follow him. He would have to be extra careful when collecting organs now... His business,-no- his existence depended on it. If he was no longer to continue doing what he was doing, there was no reason for him to live, now was there? He walked outside into the alleyway, tucking his sword into his jacket but not into the sheath, and started walking. He didn't know where yet. He had to go home, to Clancy and Zona, but he could not lead that man there. He knew that spy was watching him, somewhere out there in the darkness. Peaking on the horizon were small pinkish rays. Morning was coming. Iacomus couldn't be seen publicly as blood soaked as he was, either. He was in a pinch, and he was not sure how he'd be able to get out of this one.
Post by Stephen Leland on Aug 7, 2014 17:13:19 GMT
Stephen looked at the sun rising. Drat it all, his father would be waking up soon and he had to be home for that. He did not want that old man thinking that he had spent the whole time in a "Fortification Under the Consent of the King" house... He would never hear the end of it. Glancing back at Iaco one last time, he turned and sped home. He knew that man lived in the Merchants district so he would have his informant check that place out and pay attention to the whereabouts of Iacomus. Maybe it he would have to check the place out himself. He had the perfect excuse for it as well.
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Aug 7, 2014 17:17:26 GMT
"Well it doesn't have to be on your thigh, anywhere with meat on your bones, your shoulder could do too." Zona said with a smile, "And you could get something you like, or something that has a special meaning to you. It may not make sense to others, what it is, or why you got it, but if it means something to you that's all that matters." Zona said looking down at her tattoos... she really did love them, even if they made absolutely no sense, "What do you think you would get?" She asked as she turned to Clancy.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 7, 2014 18:28:16 GMT
Iacomus, deciding the man had probably left now that the sun was rising, sped home. He burst through the door, out of breath, leaning against the wall and is sword in his other hand.
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Aug 7, 2014 18:29:56 GMT
"Any of those would be great! And they all would look good on your shoulder, but when I comes down to it, its all up to you. Which do you like better?" Zona said as she thought of how they would look on his shoulder, but she had a hard time actually seeing him with a tattoo, not that he couldn't pull one off she just didn't see him as the type that had a tattoo, but if he really wanted one that was his decision, and she would be there for him if he needed her.I like the Clock the best! but you could always combined two of them together... like clock and bird... just sayin
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Clancy grinned "Ah, I probably won't but it's nice ta pretend" Just as he rested his good arm on the table to go to sleep, Iaco burst through the door. Glancing up some, he smiled "Welcome home, Iaco" he murmured. Suddenly he felt self conscious about his shirt being open so he attempted to button the back up. He managed but all the buttons were one off. "Opps, oh well" he sighed with a tired, amused grin
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 7, 2014 19:15:54 GMT
Iaco caught his breath and stood up again, looking somewhat weary and with blood soaking his hands and clothes, with splatters on his cheeks, holding his sword as not to get the sheath messy. He smiled "Hey you two... How are you both doing? Did the doctor fix you up well? How much do I owe him?"
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Aug 7, 2014 19:26:05 GMT
"Clancy paid for it all, so you don't own anything." Zona said as she actually looked up and saw Iaco covered in blood, "Wha-What the Hell happened to you?!?! Why are you covered in blood?" Zona said as she attempted to get up, but failing at this and falling right back down into her sitting position.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
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