Wizards and Warriors RP

"Hi Ghorn. So, something really weird is going to happen. About now. And we need to find the only person who know what the heck is going on. So protect yourself, and prepare. Or come with me. Either way..." Woof looked at Ghorn sternly "It'll be dangerous, and you'll need to use whatever you've got. Whatever got you into this school. Because, I saw a mist take some students away. And I don't know where the mist is taking them."
"And it creeps the hell out of me"

*Yurnero with hearing everything just simply walked away*"red moon,fog hmp I've been in worse situations*saying to himself he climb a tree then laid there*"although this is new I need to find the others I worry that something might happen to him especially Plague but....this is some serious stuff the world has gotten into"*stretching his legs he fell asleep on the tree*

Saliva ran down Lazarius' neck, as he continued to choke and wheeze. he fell to his hands and knees, and the whispers started. Of course he couldn't leave five seconds earlier... suddenly, he felt as if gravity had intensified. His elbows began shaking, as he realized he couldn't hold his weak body up any longer. He tried to gasp for air one last time before collapsing, disappearing into the red fog.

OOC: So...Lazarius is dead? He's gone? 0.0

IC:
Woof noticed that as it went more into the night, the fog intensified, and he could see the poeple at the edges, close to the forest, disappearing one by one. To protect himself, he climbed on top of the school's annex where it had less fire and started to try to go to sleep. And as he wondered if the fog would take him up there, he fell asleep.

OOC: sorry, I should have gone a bit further into that, that i will admit. I also appologize for this text wall, but this is something that should be done all in one post. Also, Void's theme is here

The whispers grew, not even forming words, until a single, soft but unnerving voice rang out from them. "Hello, Dear friend..." the whispers formed one voice SHIT. Lazarius thought. He knew that voice, and he swore he remembered it getting sealed away by one of Plagues Fairy friend thingies. "well of course I am back, you cannot seal something away that does not manifest within your dimension." it rang out. Now it was reading Lazarius' mind? He knew EXACTLY who it was. "Why are you here, Void?" Lazarius looked up, only to realize he was within the mindscape. But the skies were black, so it wasn't anyone he knew from before... Void chimed in and interrupted Lazarius' thoughts, "Why, it's yours, silly." Lazarius turned around, and most of his skin color had faded as he saw that malnourished human body. That coal colored skin that may as well have been vacuum-sealed onto those bones, and that face... that horrid face. Lazarius had always questioned if the beast had eye sockets or if skin covered where they would be, as it did his left eye (which is why he wears the eye patch). But no matter how hard he speculated, it seemed to be impossible to mentally grasp what his face looked like, other than that god-awful literally ear-to-ear smile, in which the black, liquid decay of the flesh that had been originating from various areas, as Void could occasionally give a slight jolt, before a large amount of it came falling from its mouth, as if it were gagging. Its white hair was clumped together from grease and that same black ooze. Void had descended, chuckling smugly. He knew Lazarius going to set fire to the school, and had assumed Plague would get caught up in the flame, and try to put his mask somewhere safe; all it took was Plague being too idiotic to just give it to someone.

"Lazarius, HIM is rather... how do you say it here? Ah, yes. Just a tiny bit absolutely livid with you." Void tilted his head, as was one of his quirks to his speech. "And might I be capable of asking why?" Lazarius could finally stand up, and brushed himself off. looking mildly upset with Void. The coal- colored demon responded, giggling internally "Come now, when it comes to being compared to me in terms of productivity, of COURSE he is going to be dissapointed in you. I mean, you barely ANNOYED Plague, and you expect to be compared equally or better than the being that drove an entire race to paranoid madness, until they wiped each other out in the most instantaneous burst of anarchy and death to date? Hmph. Maybe you ARE just stupid. Ah, well." he shrugged. Lazarius looked at him hatefully. "Well then... whad'ya want?" he asked, slightly shaken at the fact that Him was obviously upset with Lazarius (kinda had to do 3rd person here). Void cackled, before joyfully speeding through the air, flying in odd patterns. "Lazarius, dear boy, he will be coming to reap you of this world so that he may torment you for another 100 millenia!" Void joyfully exclaimed. But this was world-shattering to Lazarius. This is why he was... who he was...

Lazarius looked up in terror, remembering what happened... those traumatizing memories came flooding back. Being pulled from his home dimension, right as Him had started dragging his claws across the land, which small tendril-like appendages would fly from by the thousands, seeking out victims to impale and drain the life from, giving unneeded extra strength to Him. Soon after, Lazarius faced literal torture, upon his mind, emotions, and body, for over 100,000 years, with no pause in between; but due to the nature of Hims dimensional plane, time does not flow the same way, if at all... In other words, 100,000 years could be a second or an hour, and this had happened to Lazarius 4-5 times. He had lost count after he had actually bonded with someone, who he was forced to watch, as they were tortured and violated. It had corrupted him over time, a sort of Stockholm syndrome effect, but he still had this tiny voice in his head screaming "RUN!" He never cared to listen to it though, until he realized... if he could physically manifest in THIS WORLD... maybe, just maybe, he could stop Hims influence from reaching this world... and so began his plan.

"Yawn." Void boredly stated, before looking at Lazarius. "You have little time, and I am not to disclose how much. I AM, on the other hand, supposed to tell you that I am off to torment anyone else who is stupid enough to lay within the fog... Toodles, idiot." Void spitefully waved, before fading. Just as his surroundings dissolved, Lazarius was reappearing as his projection into the physical plane. HE HAD TO FIND THAT MASK, AND NOW.

OOC:wow that was prettt.... wow 0.0 i cant even, how far ahead do yu have your story planned? im afraid of acting and getting in the way and maybe ruin it.(btw any suggestions on a good name for my familiar? i suck with names -.-")

-Ghorn followed woof to know where he could find him and then parted ways n hope of finding other survivors. By now he alredy had seen the red fog in action capturing people on the lower floors as they tried to run outside.- i dont think leaving is currently an option with that fog creeping on the surroundings of the school.... and its just a matter of time before it starts to advance inside the school *sighs* i wish i knew how to become ethereal... i hope yunero is ok. -as he walked toward the library in hopes to search about spells imbued in fogs he sees the fog closing on to him from both sides of the hallway the entrance to the library had alredy been covered leaving ghorn nowhere to go- nonono im not going this easily *places the palms of my hands together and starts chanting as wind courses through my clothes making it move erratically, then suddenly ghorn moves one hand foward sending a blast of wind aimed at the fog* this has to work -as he notices the fog is kicked back he rushes to the library door and closes it shut behind him- god i was lucky *breathes heavily* so many things could dhave gone wrong, since im traped here for now might as well do what i came for!

OOC: don't worry about interrupting anything, It is actually quite hard to do so when I plan plots. I almost always have a failsafe. In regards to how long I have been working on this, things about the RPs I make and join zoom through my head throughout the day... and with several months of silence from the forums, you have time to think and plan. Why, I am in the works of plotting a mother (game series) RP and a sci-fi horror or survival RP, depending on how many people are interested in it and which you all would prefer.

OOC: I would love to see a Mother RP happening. I kinda lost sight of my characters along this RP, so I'm just gonna read this as a good book ^^"

OOC: those who are waiting for me, I am waiting for the next post.

ooc: welp im waiting for some one too xD im stuck in the library

OOC: Shit, it's up to me then. XD.

IC: When Woof woke up, he looked around, trying to see if he had actually been swallowed by the mist or not. What he saw was a dark room, with a door that was locked ( he tried opening it) and a little boy in the corner crying, that was just like your average 6 year old except he was crying gold and liberating some kind of blue gas. By the time he had noticed this, Woof was trying to knock the door down, as the gas was taking over the room, slowly.

all I remember was me falling asleep on an tree and red mist/fog was spreading I guess I'll continue from that
*so there I was woken up and shocked at what was happening almost falling from the branch*" wow how long was I out? and huh red fog not sure what will happen to me when I go down there better stay here until the fog goes away" *Yurnero looks up on the sky finding birds*"man no birds I guess I'm stuck here"*sign*

here's mine
Name:Yurnero
Species:Human
Age:14
Gender:Male
Academy of your choice:Sword Mastery
Area of study:Swords
Appearance:Moderate Height,wears animal fur on its back,wears samurai armor for his legs,wears a white mask and hand guards
Personality:Helpful,always got your back,thoughtful,doesn't socialize much but interesting to talk to and nice
Weapon:samurai blade
Power:Eagle Eye (can see things far away even if its the person is in a very high place)
Other:He cannot say no if the person uses his/hers puppy eyes (which means he has a weakness for really cute things)

*throws toast and is never to be seen again

Name:Ghorn
Species: Kitsune
Age:19
Gender:male
Academy of your choice: magic
Area of study:general magic(Fire,Water, Earth and Wind) plus enchantment
Appearance:around 5'10 feet, light complexion, blue hair short and messy, slim and wimpy, brown eyes, wears a cloth white shirt and leather pants and a black cloak
cloak details- there arent holes for the arms, covers the entire back plus the head, with two buttons keeping the cloak closed.
Personality:Lazy and a bit slow if not interested on whats going on,is shy around new people but can be very outgoing if used to the person, is willing to help strangers depeding on whats asked of him, loves collecting treasures(even being a bit reckless) and learning new spells.
Weapon: Has a pair of leather gloves for enhanced spell power, also carries a book with all my knowledge(which isnt a lot).
Power: Summon a bat ferret familiar who aids me by healing and restoring mana for me and allies(dont always responds on time since its not always following me)
Other: Loves sweets, cant handle strong drinks and has his strength drained if someone is playing with his hair;

im currently stuck in a library trying to find a way to dispell afog that kidnaps people

Could you seriously forget plague m80? lol, jk. But seriously I never resubmitted my spreadsheet, at least I don't think. Also, hope you don't mind but I had started an arc relating to Plauge and Lazarius while you were gone to entertain the newbies. They are all pretty aight. Also, sorry if this annoys you but Void is essential to this plot so I brought him back, but only for this arc. Will submit a summary tomorrow.

*gets startled by zarak*oh um hello... i actually have no clue what time it is, i have been stuck in here for a while now-stops chatting for a second to check the magical seal on the door- so um who are you and how long have you been here? i checked the whole looking for people before all this trouble actually started but i havent met you *pulls a chair and sits down petting mars*

ooc i guess ill call my pet/familiar bat ferret mars from now on.... yeah i know im not good with names