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Post by Wycca on Aug 22, 2013 18:25:54 GMT -5
 D0 y0u m-an that 0n- n0t far fr0m h-r-. I'v- b--n in th-r- a c0upl- tim-s. 0n- 0f th- w0rk-rs s--m-d nic-.Not everyday you meet an indigo that doesn't immediately kick out the underaged anon out at first sight. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 22, 2013 19:10:21 GMT -5
 YEAH, I do go there a lot
GLAD 2 see you like it there |
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Post by Deschia on Aug 22, 2013 20:11:08 GMT -5
 A messy-looking mustard-blooded troll, who goes by the name of Ludvon Haffan, wanders absently through the park, humming to himself and every now and again dictating to a quill he holds aloft with telekinesis as it glides along a parchment he hovers about two feet from his face, holding his gaze on the scenery as he goes. He occasionally turns around, continuing along his way backwards, to stare keenly at a passing troll, but makes no attempt to stop and talk with anyone he passes. He eventually stops to sit underneath a large, gnarled-looking tree, muttering to his quill under his breath in a constant stream of barely-audible nonsense as his eyes rove about the sky, taking in the clouds and moons. |
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Post by Wycca on Aug 22, 2013 20:11:57 GMT -5
Y-p, -v-n th0ugh I'm n0t suppos- t0 b- in th-r-. I just r-m-m-b-r-d I hav-n't ask-d f0r y0ur nam-. Min-'s Hudias.
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 22, 2013 20:24:15 GMT -5
MAZENI. Nice 2 meet you
I Take it your lusus doesnt know where you are when you go out
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Post by Wycca on Aug 22, 2013 20:31:22 GMT -5
He shrugs his shoulders. S0m-tim-s h- d0-s s0m-tim-s h- d0-sn't. Right n0w h- d0-sn't. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 22, 2013 20:33:13 GMT -5
 IF You're not supposed 2 be out then does he get mad at you if he knows
AND Where does he think you are right now |
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Post by Wycca on Aug 22, 2013 20:45:33 GMT -5
Another shrug. True he get's in trouble but how else is he suppose to get better at talking to people face to face. At least this conversation is going well. Usually, and right n0w h- things I'm still in 0ur part 0f th- f0r-est. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 22, 2013 20:54:36 GMT -5
YOU Live around here
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Post by Wycca on Aug 23, 2013 19:26:14 GMT -5
I d0. N0t t0 far fr0m h-r- 0n th- 0th-r sid- 0f th- f0r-st. It's a l0ng walk but I d0n't mind.
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 23, 2013 19:34:03 GMT -5
AH, I see
I Don't live far from here either but i usually drive
IT'S Not so long that i cant come down here of10 though Meanwhile, another troll walks down the path, leading a donkey lusus laden down with various sacks, crates, and other such cargo. He passes by the yellowblood hovering the paper and pauses. And Alvari lead His ass to the park whence He had been, and in His travels He did come upon a troll who carried his pen with his mind. Alvari 5:1.
And Alvari spake: "Halt, traveller, for thine eyes watch not the path. Only a fool dares travel with blind eyes, lest he cometh upon his master on the road and see not His face." Alvari 5:2.
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Post by Deschia on Aug 26, 2013 21:31:54 GMT -5
 Ludvon immediately halts his low muttering and lowers the parchment to get a look at the troll addressing him. " I can concede that one is a fool to not watch his ſtep." He pauses for a moment, sizing up the odd, self-narrating blueblood. He narrows his eyes and begins speaking curtly. " But I do not like your insinuation of my ſtatus. What is this you mean about masters?" |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 26, 2013 21:36:37 GMT -5
Ludvon no you're provoking h-too late. But the troll did question Alvari, and Alvari spake: "No trolls are masters before Me, no, not one. I am above every emperor who ever lived, for I am the mouth of God, and I walk Alternia at His command. Alvari 5:3 |
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Post by Deschia on Aug 26, 2013 21:44:58 GMT -5
" Then this may yet prove to be an inspiring encounter." Ludvon captchalogues his parchment and quill so as to give Alvari his full attention, genuinely interested in the blueblood's ravings. " Go on." |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 26, 2013 21:54:26 GMT -5
...oh great, now you've got him going. Alvari said unto the troll: "Know this. In sweeps past I was but another troll; a lost woolbeast among the flock. I allowed Myself to grow weak in the spirit, for I lived upon My hive and enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh." Alvari 5:4.
"But one night My pan was touched by the hand of God; I was told that I was to live among the wilds of Alternia, and to feel His creation for its true self, and to see its beauty in all things, apart from the comforts of those who have renounced God." Alvari 5:5.
"And lo, I hath recorded all my travels, for My words shall lead all trollkind to the truth, and at last all will be in harmony." Alvari 5:6. |
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Post by Deschia on Aug 26, 2013 22:03:49 GMT -5
There is a brief moment of strained silence while Ludvon contemplates bashing this fool's head in. Sadly for Alternia at large, he ultimately decides against it, opting instead to return to his work. " I may have ſpoken too ſoon. You ſound astonishingly like all the other ſelf-righteous devouts where I come from." He retrieves his parchment and, still watching Alvari from the corner of his eye, violently slashes ink through the last line. " Gott mit uns," he mutters under his breath. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 26, 2013 22:25:02 GMT -5
But again the troll's eyes were cast down, out of the face of the truth. And Alvari wept for his foolishness. Alvari 5:7.
Alvari spake again: "And behold, for at the dawning of the next night a vision was unveiled to Me. As I lay in My recuperacoon, the heavens did open, and I was called up with a chorus of angels, and I took the fiery chariot that was bestowed unto Me." Alvari 5:8.
"And I saw Moges and Jegus and Trollhammed and the Mirthful Messiahs and Troll Joseph Smith, and all the prophets of the ages, and they all did come forward unto Me, and they proclaimed that I was next in their line, for I would bestow upon Alternia what they sewed in the past, and that I was God's messenger, as they were." Alvari 5:9.
"And when I awoke, all was clear to Me, for I had spoken with God, and I knew Him and knew why He had created Me forewith to do." Alvari 5:10
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Post by Deschia on Aug 26, 2013 22:36:23 GMT -5
Ludvon's eyes flit across the parchment, his writing taking on an almost manic fervor. He pauses only for the briefest of moments to mock Alvari. "' Here I ſtand, I cannot do differently. God help me. Amen!'" For all he is snubbing Alvari, he secretly enjoys the encounter and plans to have a good, long laugh about it later. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 26, 2013 22:41:24 GMT -5
Alvari takes this completely the wrong way, of course. He proceeds to lay his hand on Ludvon's chest and mutters some nonsense in a low voice. |
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Post by Deschia on Aug 26, 2013 22:51:26 GMT -5
 Ludvon's concentration breaks from the sudden contact and he drops the parchment and quill, ugly inkblots spattering on the page as they hit the ground. " Gott im Himmel, what do you think you're doing?!" He angrily swipes at Alvari's hand, putting a good deal of force behind it. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 26, 2013 22:58:46 GMT -5
And Alvari saw that the troll did move from his position, and spake "Behold, for the power of God hath moved thee!" Alvari 5:11.
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Post by Deschia on Aug 26, 2013 23:28:42 GMT -5
 Ludvon surveys Alvari with distaste. It was funny at first, but it's getting old fast. " ſubtle is the Lord, but malicious He is not. You are no ſervant of God, troll, for if you were, you would not be ſo proud of yourself." He bends down to pick up his parchment, not trusting his temper to keep it in one piece right now. " Your ravings are akin to a madman'ſ, not a pious troll of the cloth." He once again stows his work in his sylladex before the desire to cave Alvari's skull in returns in earnest. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 26, 2013 23:35:02 GMT -5
And yet the troll did continue to question Alvari, and Alvari spake: "Lo, I am justly proud of My sanctity as God's messenger, for no troll is higher than I. Thy hath been shown the might of the Lord tonight; thy knoweth His power and Mine. It is the highest of all sins to live in ignorance of the Lord, even after He hath spoken to thee." Alvari 5:12.
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Post by Deschia on Aug 26, 2013 23:47:19 GMT -5
 He regains his composure, but he remains furious with Alvari's behavior. " You do God a grand dißervice with your lack of humility, for a ſervant of God is a ſervant of all trollkind." He arms himself with a sizable tome on musical theory, remaining otherwise physically passive. " For that, you have about five ſeconds to run before I crush your ſkull." He smirks; any possible outcome would be of the utmost hilarity. |
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Post by captainlhurgoyf on Aug 26, 2013 23:52:48 GMT -5
The troll did claim that Alvari was to serve trollkind if he was a servant of God, and Alvari spake: "No troll is above God, and as God's chosen, none are above me. Only a blasphemer would sayeth that His Alternianly vessel is subject to the laws of the common man, for God's ways are the purest of all." Alvari 5:13.
And the troll did threaten to strike Alvari, but he spake again: "Cometh upon me with thy swords and slings, for none shall pierce me. Rend my flesh and break my bones, for I bear the shield of God, and no harm can come onto me." Alvari 5:14.
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