Griffin: (feints at bringing his sword down on on Aarin's head, but turns and brings the sword toward Aarin's left leg)

Ravork: I'll duel Kimun.

Me: No you won't. Negraz I have found an opponent for you.

Negraz: (appears in a swirl of darkness) This should be fun. (walks toward Kimun, extending both arms out of which grow swords of shadow as he enlarges to Kimun's size) Kimun! I challenge you to duel!

Me: Negraz is a demon if anybody didn't know that.

Negraz: A commander of demons. Second to the Evil Lord.

Jay: I had no idea my comment would have such a discussion over it!

Shawn: Face it. When you walk in a room, things happen.

Jay: Like...

Shawn: You can't sit still to even eat dinner for starters.

Jay: And...

Shawn: When someone was kidnapped, you decided the best way to rescue them was to get yourself captured.

Jay: Oh, right. *reads previous page* I'm telling you, this is confusing how I have the same name as the person.

Me: Deal with it. I'm not changing it.

Shawn: Touche, touche. Your ears are red, Jay.

This should be interesting...

Kimun pales and hesitates. He hefts Ël-Ërai and Kimensul in his hands, weighing them, as if choosing between them. Kimensul begins to shudder and twitch, leaping towards Negraz, but Kimun restrains it with a violent effort. He steps forward.

[note for Griffin]We need to chat about this duel...[/note]

Me: Wait, chat as in pming?

Chat as in chatting. IMing. PM could work too though.

Could you two do it in the HW chat, so the rest of us can see it? I wouldn't miss it for anything, the duel is going to be epic.

I want to see it too.

Alright, if we can be in there simultaneously. Haha.

Okay, I sent a pm to you about the duel to you, but I didn't attack or anything, just some questions. I'll be waiting in chat once I get your answer back.

We're about to get started in the Chat room if you guys want to head over there.

My mom just informed Griffin that he has to finish his school first... so it could be a while!

Mordir: Maybe. But a villain who is swiftly dispatched needs to learn how to keep his nose out of any danger that he's not supposed to be involved in. It should at least take a hero a few hours or days to dispatch a good villain.

Me: You've got this one down, don't you?

Mordir: It's what happens when I'm stuck with you.

Me:

Seymour: [Swings his foot out and kicks away the staff. He lands and swings his staff at Niarah's middle]

Me: Quick question(s): What is Niarah? (A cat, human/cat creature), and what does her weapon look like?

Seymour: Usually, one would discern those things before pitting themselves against someone.

Me: You're all against me to day, aren't you? Only Cory, Chase, and Cassie love me.

Tesmir: What am I?

Me: And you, too.

Mordir: Oi.

Wait, is that your antagonist that is a sword?

Arionwyn: I didn't know Mordir spoke French.

Me: How did you know it's French?

Arionwyn: Uh...

Me: That's what I thought.

Faulkner: I was getting tired of this anyway. *sheathes his sword and leans against the wall, his copper eyes gleaming through thick dark lashes*

Me: You're not going to cheer for Negraz?

Faulkner: I don't cheer.

*pops head in*

Well...I've been a little bit scared of coming to this part of the forum. I'm not sure why, but I have. But recently, a character I've been developing for Nano has been giving me trouble, and I'd like to try him out.

LOL! So...here he is. His name is Azriel. He has curly, honey-blond hair, and giant brown eyes. He's average height and build, and a bit too magnetic for his own good.

*watches in anxiety*


*Azriel pops in* Hi! *charm*

Aarin swings a dagger up as if he was meeting the fient, then blocks Griffin's sword with his own. Shoving the dagger back wherever it came from, he puts his other hand on the sword and pushes Griffin's sword away completely. He then makes an attempt to slash Griffin in half, by slashing from upper left to lower right in a two-handed strike.

Me: O.o

Aarin: huh?

Me: Nothing. Wow. Kimun against a demon/demon possessed guy? This is going to be interesting!

Aarin: ::watches for Griffin's next move::

Eorina: ::dances over to Azriel:: Hello! My name is Eorina! Do you like kids? I hope so, 'cause I'm a kid. What about puppies? Or horses? Or kittens? Or--

Tullio: He's a guy. Guys don't like things like that.

Aarin: I beg to differ. Puppies are interesting subjects to study. Kittens make good presents to sisters. And horses are one of the best modes of transportation, at least in my world.

Tullio: I don't have a sister, and puppies are annoying. I may have to agree on horses, though...

Me: Hee hee.

Tullio: What?!

Me: Nothin'.

Tullio: You need to start telling us more of what you're thinking.

Me: ::silent grin::

Tullio: And why are you purple??

Eorina: Purple is cute!

Me: Because they made me purple! Now, back to your fractal. We have work to do.

Zanya - (waves at Adriel) Hi! Welcome; I'm new here as well. Out of curiosity, is your name spelled Adriel or Azriel?

Me - Clarification; Niarah is a full grown snow leopard. She walks, talks, and acts human, but she still has feline agility and instincts. Her weapon is an Asian type staff called the bo, it is light and easy to wield. It is thicker in the middle and tapers towards the ends. No blades.

Niarah - (Uses the momentum of the kick to swing her staff in a block. She twists away and thrusts her weapon in a jab to his torso) I have a feeling that if my author doesn't get better at this, I'm going to be history.

Rahor - That was a long description of my sister.

Me - Everyone needs a refresher now and again. By the way, has anyone seen Thysal?

Rahor - Nope, we lost her several posts back.

Me - Call her back, will you?

Rahor - *smugly* You're the author, not me.

Me - Fine. *whistles*

Thysal - (lands gracefully) Hmph. You'd think a dragon was a free spirit, but not on this forum . . . (to Faulkner) Hey, what's up with you? You sound sort of sullen, for an elf.

Rahor - Amanda Kondrael, I'll have to agree with you. Kimun vs. Negraz will be incredibly interesting. I can't wait to watch.

Shawn: I can't wait either.

Jay: Same here.

Me: Me too.

Azriel: *blush* It's AZRIEL. My stupid writer keeps mistyping it because she knows someone named Adriel. *glare*

Me: *quake* sorry.

Adriel: Eorina, I love kids, and horses, and puppies, and kittens. *tosses 'rina in the air* And I especially love purple. *wink* *charm*

Charlotte: *jaws drops in a most unlady-like manner and gapes*

Me: Wow, look at Azriel go! *laughing at Charlotte*

Charlotte: *blush* He certainly is charming.

Lucius: *irritated*

Me: Lucius, you shouldn't get jealous like that. XD He's just playing with a little kid.

Lucius: I am not jealous. Merely annoyed.

Me: At...? Azriel?

Lucius: Certainly not.

Me: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! Oh how I love to harass my charries! :3

Eorina: ::laughing and screaming all at the same time:: Do it again! Do it again! ::hugs Azriel::

Aarin: Oh dear.

Me: Aarin?

Aarin: She's going to annoy the poor guy to death! And what's up with him-all that charming? I don't like him.... ::places hand on dagger::

Tullio: Oh, come on! 1) Nobody can hurt your precious here, and 2) I think the guy is perfectly above board and on the level!

Aarin: Perhaps you should get a sister, kid! And watch your mother and brother be killed by outlaws, while you can do nothing to save them! And see your father injured in his own attempt. And then bury your mother, and have to flee for the safety of your sister. Then see what you think about your sister hugging random people!

Tullio: Oh. I didn't know that...

Me: Not many do, Tullio. *raises eyebrows at Aarin*

Aarin: Oh, go away.... ::sulks off to his fight with Griffin::

Eorina: Is Aarin mad?

Tullio: He always is.

Eorina: Not true!

Tullio: Mmm, not to you maybe. But at other people he is.

Me: ::sigh:: All my posts seem to end in Aarin and Tullio being mad at each other.

Shawn: He's an interesting fellow.

Jay: *eye twitches* I don't like him either, Aarin.

Shawn: He's being nice to Eorina...

Jay: *eye twitches* So?

Shawn: Oh nothing. I was just saying...

Jay: Don't you start being all mushy!

Shawn: Huh? Why would I- Your eye is twitching.

Jay: So...?

Me: We have grumpy characters on here today. Be nice to him, Jay.

Jay: Uh...

Me:

Charlotte to Shawn (charrie): I just don't understand men, and why they have to get so upset at trivial things. *huffs*

Me: Awww, Lucius and Jay both jealous! Isn't that cute? :3

Charlotte: *smirk* I must say they are amusing.

Lucius: I don't know what you find so entertaining about us. We've done nothing to lead you to that conclusion. *acts like nothing is happening*

Charlotte: You and Jay are only being difficult. If you two won't greet warmly him, then Shawn and I will ourselves. Correct, Shawn? ^^

Me to Shawn (author): Awww, our characters get along so well! <3 Hahahaha!

Shawn: I know, I just don't understand them. We're just trying to be nice, and their being all jealous.

Jay: Rrmph. Me, jealous? Never!

Me: He'll die before he admits it, but actions speak louder than words. (I know! )

Jay: *eye twitches* Lucius is right. We've done nothing to lead you to that conclusion.

Shawn: Correct, Charlotte. *cocks an eyebrow* What'll it be, Lucius and Jay? :sneaky grin:

Me: They do. Shawn and Charlotte agree about things, and Jay and Lucius get along by mutual dislike of another guy. We could PM some interesting conversations.

Azriel: *ruffles Eorina's hair* Maybe later, alright? *bows to the ladies* Pleasure to meet you all. *cockeyed grin*

Me: Here we go.

Azriel: *waves* Hi, Jay! *grin* Hi, Charlotte. *wink*

Me: *smacks forehead*

Shawn: *curtsys* A pleasure to meet you, sir.

Jay: Rrrgh.

Shawn: :grin: Calm down, Jay. How are you this lovely day?

Jay: Not good.

Shawn: I was talking to Azriel. You don't need to interrupt conversations.

Jay: *mutters* Maybe I should.

Shawn: Don't be rude!

Arionwyn: Ooh...Hi.

Aaron: She has a weakness for "charming"...

Iri: That doesn't include you.

Aaron: Oh really now?

Iri: Really.

Faulkner: Do I concede? We never started, so you can't claim victory.

Kian: Oh boy! Someone to talk to!! Well Zanya, I come from Carseld -- the same country as these other fine people (fine excluding that Iri creep, of course) and I live --

Iri: Hey!

Me: Be nice.

Kian: -- on the plains of Wyndan. Don't interrupt. *whispers* Our whole race is feisty.

Me: *facepalm*

Faulkner: *snarl* Think whatever you want. You didn't play fair by not showing up for fifteen pages. Now my author is fed up with it.

Faulkner: *stands up and grips his sword hilt* I said I was finished!!

Me: Wow. Temper, temper.

Faulkner: *storms out*

Shawn: Azriel, what do you think of the duel?

Jay: *sulk* (whispering to Lucius) What can we do to get him?

Me: If you were looking forward to it, you shouldn't have made it so difficult for him.

* chuckles * It wasn't my fault. Haha.

Jay: *snarls* Iri.

Shawn: I think he should stay out of the chat room.

Me: Uh, yeah, especially when he gets like this. So much for calm and impetuous.

Jay: Does anyone have a glove I can borrow?

Shawn: Dare I ask why?

Jay: *glare*

Shawn: Uh, no. *whispers* Watch out, Azriel. He's cranky right now.

Mordir: No, I don't speak French. It's the word Aris decided I should use.

Cassie: Oh, cool! Can you do that to me too? [Runs over to Azriel]

Chase: Cassie.

Cassie: What? Not like I'm gonna get hurt or anything. That's your job.

Mordir: Ouch.

Me: I found a new use for Rowen and Cory, finally.

Cory: Oh, dear...

Rowen: [Smacks him on the back of the head with his tail]

Cory: Ow! Stop doing that!

Me: Chill, you'll like it. Don't be like Mr. Grump [Points to Faulkner] Where's Tynx?

My characters: [All silent]

Me: Where'd he go?! Who saw him last?!

Tesmir: Well, as fun as this is, I'm gonna head back. See ya'll later, everyone!

Seymour: [Swings his staff downward to deflect the move and jumps back] You are very skilled.

Rowen: [Ears flick upward]

Me: No! Not yet! Not until I have names!

??: [A big black dragon lands heavily, nearly squishing a cat that looks much like Ohstel]

Me: Oh, there's Tynx.

Tynx: Rats. Darn you black lizard! [Shifts back into his true form]

???: I am no lizard, shapeshifter.

Tynx: Ya look like one to me!

???: Still your tongue!

Me: Chill. Scoot on outta here until I need you. I've got Rowen here already, you're taking up too much space.

???: [Snorts in breathes electricity into the air before flying off]

Me: Sheesh.

Chase: What was that?

Me: Possibly a story character. A dragon. There're two more, not including him and Rowen.

Tynx: Are they as snippy as him?

Me: Depends on you insults them. You just about got your hide zapped, you know.

Mordir: Even I know when not to mess with heroes.

Azriel: *ears perk up* OH!? A DUEL???? WHERE??? *wide eyes*

Kian: COOL!! Someone else who can move their ears! Watch this! *his ears lie flat back against his head, then perk up to full attention, then droop, then one swivels around to face backwards while the other stays to the front.*

Mya: Oh boy.

Aaron: No, that's kind of neat. Do it again.

Iri: Back off, Jay (the character).

Me: @ Sir Emeth -- Who writes this stuff, anyways? I coulda sworn you were behind that keyboard.

Jay: And you're telling me what to do because...? You're the one who started it!

Shawn: Will you calm down?

Me: Yeah, tone it down, Jay.

Jay: Rrrpmh.

Zanya - Funny, Kian. Is there a description of you somewhere? I might've missed it . . .

Niarah - Likewise, Seymour. Are you ready to stop or shall we keep going? (takes a defensive stance)

Rahor - Tynx shapeshifted into a feline? I must've missed that.

Zanya - (glances at him and changes into feline form) Lots of stuff seems to happen without your notice, Princeling.

Rahor - Humans. Sheesh.

Zanya - I'm a Felanai.

Rahor - Whatever.

Thysal - @??? Hi there. How many dragons do we have on here now? I lost count.

Syleh: *watching everyone intently*

Me: You're confused as to what is going on, aren't you.

Syleh: No. What gave you that idea.

Me: Because you're watching everyone like a cat would.

Syleh: I'm being observant, thank you.

Me to Shawn (author): Okay, just wanted to let you know I've been laughing my ears off for the last few minutes from reading your posts! XD

Charlotte: It must have something to do with their gender.

Me: Psh, I understand the whole guy-pride thing going on. Lucius over here is ignoring it completely. *nods toward said character*

Charlotte: *turns to Azriel and curtsies* Pleased to make your acquaintance you, sir.

Lucius: *said stiffly with a nod of acknowledgment* Greetings.

Me: At least he said something. Well, I'm happy. Oh! PMing conversations would be fun! XD



Charlotte: Hello, Azriel. *blushes*

Lucius:



Lucius to Jay (character): I have no creative ideas at the present. Honestly, I'm not very skilled at sword-play or hand to hand combat. *light pink color his cheek bones feeling embarrassed and ashamed*

Me: (characters hear nothing) Hahaha! This is fun! XD P.S. I thought it was funny because I couldn't post my reply due to too many smilies. I went over the max of 7. :3 (I took out some of the ones in the quotes.)

What stuff? * glances around * Is one of my characters posting something without permission? * glances at Matt suspiciously... *

Me: Glad to be of service. Do you want to PM? I can start, or you can.

Jay: *whispers to Lucius* I have no idea how to use a sword. *ears pink slightly* Hey, let's jump in the conversation and keep an eye on him, at least for now.

Me: I have a suspicious feeling about this.

Shawn: I think so, Charlotte. Maybe they'll grow up at some point in their lives.

Jay: What did you just say!?

Shawn: It's true.

Jay: If Iri bugs me...

Me: Oh, lovely. Do you remember that fight you had...

Jay:

Me: Uh, never mind.

Seymour: I am just getting started. [Smiles slightly and jumps high into the air out of sight]

Me: Have i said he's-

Cory: Yes, you have!

???: [Comes flying back and lands more carefully this time] Hello.

Me: [Smacks forehead against a tree repeatedly]

Tynx: [To Rahor] Only for a minute or so. I wanted to see how long it took Aris to realize I was gone.

Me: It wasn't funny. And if the dragon's staying he's gonna need a name.

???: I need no name.

Me: Yes you do. Do you want to end up with Blank as a name? 'Cause I'm not putting three question marks as a name.

???: [Shoulders slump.] What name?

Me: I don't know, so sit somewhere out of the way until I can think of one. You're on my foot.

Rowen: [Chuckles in amusement.]

Cory: Do i have to be in it?

Me: Yes, you do. Whether you like dragons or not.

Cory: Hey, I never said I didn't like dragons. I'm just... not a big fan of heights.

Tynx: [Pokes Cory's leg] Chicken.

Me: [Drags Tynx away] Alright, all of you cool down before you all kill each other. Sheesh.

Mordir: The woes of being an author.

Me: Tell me about it.

Thysal - @??? You still need a name. May I suggest Fury, or Sable, or Storm?

Zanya - Sable is a girls name.

Thysal - Doesn't have to be.

Niarah - (Her eyes follow Seymour until he disappears. Every muscle in her body is tensed and every sense is focused on her surroundings as she braces herself. As an afterthought, she moves from where she was standing)

Rahor - One can't be too careful.

Niarah - Hush. Don't distract me.

Rahor - @Tynx - Apparently it didn't take your author too long to notice you were missing.

Me - (smugly) Author's know everything.

Zanya - Wanna bet?

Azriel: If Sable is a girls name, spell it backwards for a boys name! Elbas! *grin*

*walks over to Charlotte* *kisses her hand*

Where are you and...*nods at Lucius* he from?

Me: My goodness!!! Everyone went on a posting spree!

Griffin: (brings sword fully around to Aarin's and knocks it down and around back toward Aarin's leg, spins and brings his sword toward Aarin's right shoulder)

Me: Oh yeah, by the way, Griffin's sword, Reandil, is impervious to armor.

Tesra: If you ask me, Azriel is a conceited; stuck-up; frumpy; double-crossing, meaning he is trying to get more than one girl at a time, toad!

Me: Tesra!

Matt: A toad? Why a toad? Hi, Azriel!