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Post by ringmasterrob on Feb 18, 2004 16:53:23 GMT
*From within his Quasi-Existential Shield then Rob can sense something, something not of the material plane. A shift, a change in the balance of power. The calm before a storm. He shivers despite himself and closes his eyes tightly*
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 18, 2004 18:31:07 GMT
*Call it an intuition if you like, but something about Tom's attitude made him uneasy. He realised that he and Tom had somewhat patched things up after their frostier relationship, but he thought that 'my dear chap' was a little too much. And when had he started refering to Ursula as Miss Ursula, surely they were better acquainted? As he ponders this, however, he sees the recorder lying a by his feet, and carefully he bends down trying to get a glimpse of the other, "evil" Tom.*
Yet... why did the dark side not disappear...?
*He picks up the recorder, and holds it out to Tom.*
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 18, 2004 19:38:12 GMT
*The Evil Tom regards The Recorder with distain.*
"Why would I want that childish Toy?"
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 18, 2004 19:41:33 GMT
*The real Tom obvierously hurt by this statment makes to strike his darkside. But he stops when he sees Hordriss looking knowingly at his alternet self and relise he knows now wich is which, he also remembers Hordriss's earlier advice.*
"Check."
*He says under his breath. With a fait traces of a smirk in his smile.*
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 19, 2004 1:57:57 GMT
[Dreamscape]
*Hordriss raises the recorder to his lips, and plays a few bars of a soft and rather haunting tune. To Tom's annoyance, it is rather better than his own efforts.*
This is not merely a toy, Tom, whatever you may now think.
*He idly brushes the handle of a knife that is stuck into his belt, it is the knife that was wielded by Hordriss' dark side, Evil Tom's attention is drawn to it, and he doesn't see Hordriss beckon to the real Tom to follow, at a distance.*
*Hordriss continues to play, passing back into the hall of doors. Occasionally stopping to speak.*
And childish tales may often hold much truth. Do you, perhaps, remember the Pied Piper of Hamelyn?
*Evil Tom's eyes are fixed on the knife, still stained with the blood of the other manifestation of evil.*
A fine tale, for although those children followed the piper to their doom, they thought that they were travelling to joy, to contentment.
*Casually, he lets the knife fall to the ground with a brush of his hand as he speaks. Then he continues to play.*
Evil Tom: Yes, and then, they were swallowed up by the darkness...
*Hordriss continues to play, walking to the edge of the sword-shaped chasm. Evil Tom's hand closes around the hilt, the knife becoming an image of the Bloodfang Blade. He moves forward, concealing it under his coat, to behind Hordriss who still plays his tune.*
Hordriss: Yes, indeed. It is easy to underestimate the power of music, is it not?
*With one swift movement, he turns, bringing the recorder around and striking the Evil Tom, sweeping him off balance. For one moment he teeters on the edge of the chasm... then falls, with a shout, plunging into the abyss below. Smiling, Hordriss turns to the real Tom.*
Excellent, Troughton. Two down, but one fears that the creature will have become desperate. It now realises that although we cannot attack our own darkness we can fight each others with no ill effects. However, we are not yet fully clean. It will amass its force for a final strike. It must all be sent to the vessel, through this abyss, this tear in the fabris of the dream. Now, we must find Miss Ursula, alone she is vulnerable, together we...
*Suddenly, with a howl of rage and frustration, the room shudders, all the doors break from their hinges and dissolve as the rooms collapses into chaos. The air becomes water, the ground bursts into flames, the chaos envelops all. Hordriss clings to the edge of the abyss, the only stable thing in the room.*
Troughton, we MUST find Ursula. Ignore the chaos, it cannot harm a focused mind. You have fought by her side, you share a link, FIND HER.
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 19, 2004 2:10:33 GMT
*Tom watches with a sence of satisfaction as Hordriss springs his trap on The Bloodfang and his Darkside.*
*As his evil double plunges into the casam he watches him dissaper into the void with a cold eye and emotionless smile.*
"Check Mate. My Freind."
"Brilliant Hordriss Brilliant."
*Tom gose to shake Hordriss hand when sudernly everything erupts into chaos. Tom tries to grab onto something solid to prevent himself from looseing his balance."
"OH MY GIDDY AUNT, OH BUMMBALE BEES."
*Hordriss words reach him and Tom begins to concentrate hard he focuses his mind on Ursula. He tries to speek to her in her mind.*
"Ursula can you hear me? Were are you my freind? Ursula were are you? We need to depart, the whole relm is disintergrating. Ursula pleses ansrew me use your thoughts to guid me to you."
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 19, 2004 2:23:31 GMT
[Reality]
*The howl of the dark Tom can be heard, echoing from the sword in FrightKnight's hands. Tom's body gives a convulsive jerk.*
*The shadow creatures' attacks become more frenzied, with more and more flying from the cloud of darkness. At the same time they are more insubstantial, their essence seems to be being drawn back into the blade in FrightKnight's hands, which getting warmer and warmer, soon to glow red in the warrior's gauntleted hands.*
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 19, 2004 2:28:11 GMT
(Dreamscape)
*Tom's calls to Ursula are getting more desperet as The relm of The Bloodfang collapses around him and Ursula dose not yet ansrew.*
"Ursula, Uraula were are you Girl. Were are you my friend."
"Pleses if you can hear my voice respond let me know were you are so I can find you. We Must Leave this relm befor it is too late."
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Post by FrightKnight on Feb 19, 2004 14:41:59 GMT
*The pain is intolerable. FrightKnight has to resort to using one hand at a time, despite knowing he will probably be burnt*
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Post by Ursula on Feb 19, 2004 22:42:12 GMT
(OOC: Sorry, been away unexpectedly!)
*As Ursula charges through the door she is confronted by yet another room of doors. Pausing to check for scents, she selects another door and goes through... to be confronted with more doors. This process continues for what seems like an eternity, there seems to be nothing to this place except for doors. With a bearlike snarl of frustration, Ursula transforms one hand into a paw, and marks a door with a slash of claws*
"There. That should help..."
*But as she goes through the marked door, she is confronted by another room of doors, all bearing clawmarks. Stunned, she stands there for a moment in mixed confusion and despair, when she hears a voice...*
"Ursula, Uraula were are you Girl. Were are you my friend."
"Tom! I am here, I cannot find you! This place is nothing but doors!"
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 19, 2004 22:58:23 GMT
"Tom! I am here, I cannot find you! This place is nothing but doors!"
*Tom sighs with relife when He hears Ursula's voice.*
"Thank hevens your safe. Ursula I am at The Sword Cravas with Hordriss. This whole Relm is about to destroy its self. We have traped two parts of The Bloodfang and now it seeks to avenge that be killing us all."
"Look just stay were you are. DO NOT move. I am comeing to find and help you. Its lost control of me and Hordriss so its going to come after you with all the power it has left. Do you understand?"
"I need you to concentrate. Tell me were you are in your thoughts guied me to you."
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Post by Ursula on Feb 20, 2004 0:19:40 GMT
*Ursula remains where she is, nodding even though Tom can't see her.*
"I understand, I will wait here for you."
*She starts to concentrate on a mental image of the door-filled room, in the hope it will help*
"I'm in a room of... well... doors. Each one only leads into another room exactly the same... I think I may hqve been going in circles"
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 20, 2004 0:38:43 GMT
*As Tom and Ursula both concentrate, a small patch of the chaos near Tom and Hordriss begins to stabilise. It is only faint, but Hordriss can see a black doorway forming, and behind it... is that Ursula's voice.*
Excellent Troughton! Miss Ursula, can you hear one's voice? Come to us.
*Hordriss hopes that the mental connection is strong enough to convey Ursula to them.*
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 20, 2004 0:46:07 GMT
*Tom runs over to the black Portal.*
"URSULA, URSULA can You Hear me."
"Come towards my voice."
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 20, 2004 0:52:51 GMT
*As the phantom door slips closer, Hordriss and Tom feel something odd: The stillness. Looking behind them Hordriss sees nothing but darkness, the chaos is gone. The sword chasm now cuts a scar across the room of doors. As Tom calls out to Ursula, Hordriss notices something forming in the corner of the room: three large imposing blocks of stone.*
No... not yet, it is still lose... so little time...
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