Wizards and Warriors RP

He was slightly surprised, but simply stated "my name is nothing at this point; I have been gone far longer than the lives of anyone who could possibly remember my name... I simply go by plague now... Did any of you see that? that thing..." he walked into his room, motioning for the faries to follow him. He walked to his desk, and took out a small peice of paper with gibberish scrawled all over it, but on the back was nothing. He began to sketch, revealing this image
OOC: Albeit crappy, this is somewhat what I was aiming for...

"well then... do you at least know what may have happened to a phial of orange liquid? or maybe perhaps what this might be?" he asked, as he pulled out the small tube of the black ooze, which was starting to bubble a small amount...

OOC: I decided to rejoin this rp cause I miss the Icy X Denise Story Line, plus I had fun with this rp so why not go back

IC: Icy...Icy...Icy...Icy...Icy
"Who's there?" I calmly replied sitting in the midst of darkness around me.
It's Me...and I will arrive...soon...
Icy woke up from those words in his bed. It has been awhile since he had seen anyone that he remembers. Finally, he stood up from bed and looked out the window at the forest. Walking over to the door, he slowly opened it and looked out into the halls of the school. When was the last time he saw these...where was everyone he used to know? Lilith, Akuji, Glasya, Belial, Zarak, Denise... Lots of classmates exchanged glares at him, whispering things like "He finally came out of his room" or "I thought he was still in slumber" Things they whispered that they thought I would never have heard them say. I walked the halls of the boys dorm thinking of what I missed or what I haven't seen that was changed...

"neblium... who is this? Has he been here recently?"

When Celsius hugged him, he turned to look at her and glanced down at his ring, slowly regenerating the memory of her. "Celsius...how long was I out...I only remember back to the time my skills were tested by Denise's combat teacher." He replied, returning the hug in the process. "Is Mr. Devil gone...is he gone from all existence...who's voice did I hear in that dream...?" So many questions were unanswered for him and he sat down on the ground in confusion and terror. "How much time have I lost...?"

Icy rubbed his eyes and stayed seated on the ground. "After that dream, it felt like I was sleeping for months..."Trying to wake himself up, he splashed some water in his face from the water sphere he formed from his hands. He sighed with relief, and stood up to Celsius's height. "I'm glad to be a little better...I still feel sore from that fight..." Icy said rubbing his back.

He recoiled a bit, before going on. "d-does anyone know what he sounds like? How do I get rid of this?!"

"It has been thousands of years, and Neb has effectively been erased from history. Even spirits have difficulty remembering his existence, let alone his voice." Tao spoke up. "And I do not know how one would dispose of such a material. Anything it touches will likely be corrupted in seconds."
She gave both the plague doctor and Sylph a look. "I have been with you this entire time. Do not look so surprised."

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Tristam awoke to the sensation of a roaring fire at his side. Turning over, he opened his eyes and glared at the offender, who happened to be Salamander.
The flame spirit smiled sheepishly and handed Tristam a slip of paper and a pen. How she didn't incinerate them, he didn't know. "Just sign here."

Grumbling, he took the pen and paper and quickly wrote down his name, taking care not to tear the paper. He tossed it back towards Salamander, rolled back over, and fell back to sleep.
The spirit internally 'D'awww'ed' at the sight of the sleeping couple, and after only a second, she vanished. Now that she had a sample of the boy's writing style, all she had to do was recreate it. She couldn't, but she knew a few bookworms who could.

'Step one, success.' She thought.

I.... damn. What am I to do then... If I dig a pit, will the corruption not spread??? I.... Have it contained in the tube but.... its as if simply by existing it guarantees a massive spread of corruption... damn."

OOC: Awesome, just made me like Celsius even more #tsundereservice

Icy snickered from Celsius's words and look back at her. "Yeah, yeah, I get it!" He said covering his mouth to not release any more laughter. "Shall I lead the way to lunch then?" Icy smirked standing near the exit.

"by the way you say it, it makes this material....hard to find." He turned back to tao, "and when you say it, it makes time seem to be of the essence... This just seems to be becoming more and more problematic..." For a split second, the voice rang out one more time, but was a chuckle... and now nothing changed and was audible to everyone else, but was extremely faint. "I see.... There has to be some possibility here. I mean, it would be a rather crude act of existence itself to leave us with this and no solution... Do you perhaps know how to obtain another part? By the description of this brute it seems to be more suicidal to find him then not... Allow me to lighten the situation slightly... I will just store this for now." Despite his best efforts, the fairy managed to see what lied within the robe... a void. It was extremely dark, despite the lights being on.

he recoiled, giving a bit of an odd... 'ehg' noise. He realized what he had just done. That voice rang out one last time, but wasn't just barely audible now; it was as if someone was in the room, or like they WERE the room.

???: "OH GEEZ! What a klutz you are, plaguey-poo!" this was followed by more of the obnoxious laughter, before the paper that had the symbol drawn on its back stood upright, and the eye-then-mouth thing appeared in the center of it. "HEY! listen, watch out!" more of the cackling laughter, before the obnoxious voice stopped. "Meh, this is private enough. Listen, plague needs to..." The paper turned to the fairy, as if saying to be ready "OPEN up!" at this point, the paper was cracking up, and it took a while for it to stop. "all right, alright, no more" it sighed. "Listen, this fool won't tell you his past, so I will! You see, he was the... SOUL" he stopped, as if expecting real laughter. "yeesh, tough crowd... oh wait, you have no idea what I mean, do ya? Heh, alright. A plague befell his village, and little pweggy weggy wath da onwee one who could stop it. The idiot decided he could AND WOULD make a cure... and make it he did." It stopped, and seemed as if it had not been pleased. the paper had an indigo flame consume it, before flying off the paper, which was left with no burns or anything else. The flame began to take a human form, specifically a man in a sharp blue tux... only, he had one eye, which was his left. His dirty-blonde hair sat barely hanging out below his rather ridiculously tall stovepipe top hat. he was much taller than usually and he was quite slender. "MUCH better, anyways" he casually took and spun plagues cane, before using it as a third leg of sorts, leaning on it while crossing his other legs. "He made it, but it took TIME to cure these people... only a couple days, but these were APES of humans... they wanted it done now. And when he couldn't speed up the process-"

Plague: "they decided to force him to do so. They started calling me a false prophet and other ridiculous and completely unrelated terms... the only ones that made sense of the time needed for the cure to work was my family and the mayor. sadly enough, I had one choice... for this epidemic to be over, I had to be sealed away.... And I was. For what seemed to be forever I sat in a cold, black void, seeing nothing but what pain the disease brought. And then I was here..."

???: "Hey, you are forgetting the most important part, bub!" He poked plague in the chest with the cane, before returning to the resting position. "He made a deal." A wide, menacing smile stretched across the mans face as he held out his hand, now covered in the same indigo flame the paper was within earlier. Pulling back his hand, he continued. "He went to the only speedy-reply spirit he knew... This demon." He pointed to himself, giving a chuckle. "and he broke his end of the deal.. being sealed away for 300 years. It has been-" he checked his watch, which just appeared in a puff of blue smoke on his wrist. "173 years. You broke your end of the bargain... So I did as well. Killing those idiots was fun, especially when I blamed it all on you!"


Plague just sat, staring in awe. He wasn't sure what to feel.

???: "and I also bound his soul to that outfit, hence him being... OPEN around others! Anyways, He and I have a common goal; get that orange phail... Meh, any questions?"

Plague sat still, not knowing how to respond at all; He seemed more scared than surprised, but that was hard to tell when the mask was his face.