This righy here scares the shit out of me.
Hmmm...ISO: A life?

Well I'm doine tonight. Goodnight

Yes actually I am... =(

You made me cry.

lvl 46.6

Watch out for Wagaga Jay,

I know. I felt a bit like an asshole there. Don't were I'm a people like you...except I aint fat. :S

The name alone is frightning

Well, so who are we gonna try to line up for a multi-MQ.

You and me, Joe, maybe Nate and who else?

We are machines mate

I can hear the gf complaining

Amen

Well, this machine will idle at level 66, within striking distance of the MQ. Will wait patiently for the other Good Guys to wake up and level, so we can all MQ Orgy....

How can something so wrong sound so right

Best of luck on all MQs.

After I get off work today, I have a ton of homework to catch up on.

Then Saturday morning, I will have class.

Saturday afternoon, I'll look at possibly slashing more.

I'll be on in forums throughout the day though, checking up, as I can at least access forums through work, though not LS.

Sounds fun , I'm in . But I wont reach MQ lvl until about 11:00 pm - midnight tonight

I suppose it's time for another of these.

This covers the second attempt of Seraphim, by our good friend and leader, Jay himself.

A NEW EXPERIENCE

Seething masses of evil surge toward the angels…

As Gabriel pushed out of the camp that morning, he noticed a strange dip in the lands ahead. Curious what this dip may be, he headed that way.

Confronted on all sides by dirty, foul smelling beasts and corrupted humans, Gabriel used the purity of the powers of ice to freeze their corruption in their tracks.

While he journeyed to the dip in the land, Gabriel pondered to himself the change he had seen in Lucifer recently.

The killing and violence so rampant in this world was necessary, as the power had commanded it, and were it not done, the evil would triumph. However, killing was never a task to be enjoyed. Gabriel himself only treated it as a distasteful act of necessity, and while he turned out to be quite good at it, it certainly was not his favorite task.

Yet Lucifer seemed to revel in his role, often laughing in the heat of battle. On one hand, Gabriel had never seen his brother look so vital, so… alive as he did on the battlefield. On the other hand, Gabriel felt this was not the way.

Startled out of his reverie by a great roar, Gabriel looked to his left just in time to dodge the attack of some great cat, certainly a werebeast of some form. Forming a great spear of ice, Gabriel propelled it through the beast at a blinding speed, dropping the were-creature to the ground with little more than the hiss of melting ice.

Realizing that his thoughts must stay focused at this time, Gabriel continued on towards his destination. Judging from the light fog in the air ahead, he judged there must be a lake of some sort near his destination. Would the water be fit to drink, or would it be poisoned or full of Lye, the perfect quencher for the thirst of the hoards?

Rounding a bend, Gabriel saw the most beautiful scene he could imagine on this world of horrors.

A smooth, clear pool, with a great one hundred foot waterfall dropping from the cliff above. The trail he had entered through was the only entrance to this bowl shaped valley, and there was only a narrow path around the pool. Extending his senses, he realized the water was pure, and very drinkable.

Kneeling down and cupping some water in his hands, Gabriel noticed through the reflection in the water there seemed to be a darkness behind the waterfall. What was this?

Walking around to inspect, he saw a cave mouth. Checking the angle of the sun, he judged he had some time yet before he would need to go meet back with his brothers at the camp, so he wandered on in.

Walking down a long tunnel, guarded by several minions of the masters, Gabriel was shocked when he reached the end.

Treasure!

Hordes and piles of treasure, of all kinds, gemstones, gold, silver, worked, chunk, jewels, all of it piled high.

Looking to the top of the pile, Gabriel froze momentarily, then prepared his greatest spell, an explosion of ice that would cause even the greatest of monsters to die.

The Dragon!

The Master chuckled, a deep growling sound coming from deep in it’s great body.

“Foolish Angel. Did you truly believe you could come into my lair, and be allowed to walk away alive? Just as I destroyed your brother, now I will destroy you!”

Just as Gabriel was to unleash his frozen explosion, the Master Dragon spit a great shower of acid at the angel, reducing him to a melting pile of screaming agony on the cave floor.

“Perhaps, puny one, next time you will approach with greater respect.”

The great beast’s laughter was the last sound Gabriel heard…

”Where is Gabriel?” Karael asked. “He should have been here an hour ago. It’s not like him to not show up for camp.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much, my friend, Gabriel has proven many times he can take care of himself.” This from Raphael, who was showing the powers to soon challenge a master, himself.

“Well, it’s just that this world is so hostile tha-“

Karael’s words cut off abruptly as a figure shimmered and solidified at the edge of camp.

Gabriel!

Naked and weak, Gabriel stood and walked over. Donning his robe, sheathing his dagger, the Arch Angel looked to his companions.

“I have found the lair of the great Dragon. Now we know where to begin our assault. From here on, we clear this countryside of the lesser evils, then as we become ready, we assault it’s very base, unless it should choose to come out and meet us.”

The other angels nodded and looked away, finding great difficulty in meeting the angel’s eyes. The look of anger and frightening determination, bordering upon fanatasism, was truly disturbing to behold…

This post was edited by InsaneBobb on Jul 13 2007 10:29am