Implementor Volgathras Posted August 25, 2010 Implementor Report Share Posted August 25, 2010 *Alas, the loneliness of immortality can shatter even the hardest heart, for rare are the moments when god and mortal walk the same spiritual path. Such is the curse of the unending, to walk in solitude. With this backdrop our story commences.* The Central Commons You stand amid the Central Commons of Rheydin, the main gatheriner place in this city. A large fountain has been built here, feeding the water needs of the Rheydin citizens. Here, an inter- section divides Saint Orealt Avenue and Saint Andres Street, the main roads in Rheydin. [Exits: north east south west] The Grey Banner of the city of Rheydin stands tall here. The official Tribunal Roll Call has been posted here. A massive marble fountain bubbles forth with water here. Peras the Spy is here. The Town Crier stands here ready to give directions. l Peras Before you is a human male, young and of average human height, were he to stand up straight. His face is unremarkable, possessing an upward sloping nose that ends in a rounded point, thin cheekbones, largish ears that stick out to the sides, and otherwise average features. His skin is thin and pale, and he is skinny but not without muscle. Wiry and lean, they are easily observed, framed tightly by dark veins and his skin, as though he has outgrown it. He looks sickly. Dark circles shackle muddy brown eyes that never seem to focus on any one thing for more than a few seconds, even when closed. His face is covered in small pockmarks, and he appears to be malnourished, sunken cheeks, thin lips, random bruises that tarnish his skin. His hair is mousy-brown and chopped short with ragged edges sticking to his forehead and unkempt, greasy strands going every which way. He has a mean disposition, with an almost perpetual scowl that has left its mark in the form of early frown lines, shoulders stooped forward as though under a great burden, and a great many scars that run along all observable parts of his body. A particularly ugly scar goes up his neck, thick, jagged, and purple-black, a testament to the trauma this man has endured. He has done a fair amount of traveling. Peras has quite a few wounds. You broadcast 'What is it, puppet?' Peras kneels before you and lays a ring at his feet. Peras drops the ring of darkness. You broadcast 'I...' You get the ring of darkness. With head bowed, Peras says, 'I hope it is worthy of You, Lord.' As Peras displays the ring, Volgathras' eyes grow large. You broadcast 'I... didn't know you cared...' 'Why,' Volgathras says with a soft tremor in his voice, 'I didn't know -anyone- cared.' You broadcast 'I'm.... ' Peras says 'Yes, Lord, I care much for You and Your ways. I am your puppet to do with as You will.' Volgathras looks toward Peras with a dark tear in his eye. "I'm so HAPPY!" You hug him. You broadcast 'I'll have everything arranged right away!' *Poof!* The Shrine of Chaos As you look around you, your vision is clouded by a scintilating display of colors. Vivid blues, reds, yellows and nearly every other color imaginable swirls in a hypnotic, random pattern. A sense of unease fills your soul as you wander about, slowly adjusting to your surroundings. As your mind clears, you are able to make the outline of a pedestal. Or is it a pillar? You come to the realization that the object before you hold no true form, rather shifting unpredictably through a variety of different shapes. (Glowing) (Humming) An altar stands here, slowly shifting it's shape before you. Peras arrives from a puff of smoke. You have transferred Peras. Peras's pain scratches him. You broadcast 'Now you wait -right- here.' Peras's pain scratches him. Peras says 'Yes, Lord...' *Poof!* The Diamond Diadem A lush wine-red carpet produces the sensation of walking on a feathery cloud upon entering. Matching velvet curtains drape the lovely, arched windows, much like luxury of all sorts swathe the entire store. Elegant gowns, refined cloaks, and dramatic capes fashioned from a variety of lavish textures and expensive fabrics are displayed like a faceless assembly of invisible spectres of wealth. [Exits: north] An Elven citizen strolls idly by. An Elven City Guard patrols the area, wary of trouble. Daeven is sleeping here. You mutter quietly to yourself. *Poof again!* The Shrine of Chaos As you look around you, your vision is clouded by a scintilating display of colors. Vivid blues, reds, yellows and nearly every other color imaginable swirls in a hypnotic, random pattern. A sense of unease fills your soul as you wander about, slowly adjusting to your surroundings. As your mind clears, you are able to make the outline of a pedestal. Or is it a pillar? You come to the realization that the object before you hold no true form, rather shifting unpredictably through a variety of different shapes. (Glowing) (Humming) An altar stands here, slowly shifting it's shape before you. Peras the Spy is here. Peras's pain scratches him. Peras's pain scratches him. Peras's pain scratches him. Peras whispers quietly to himself, 'I am very confused.' As Volgathras appears and vanishes in varying intervals, he mutters to himself in nigh inaudible tones. '...a wedding to remember...' seems to float through your mind in Volgathras' sibilant tones. You broadcast 'Come now.' Another room Whose name and description are changed to protect the innocent. Peras walks in. Peras enters the room. You broadcast 'Now you wait -right- here while I prepare everything.' *Volgathras vanishes. Strange sounds fill the area. He reappears after a moment* Another room Whose name and description are changed to protect the innocent. Peras is sitting here. You broadcast 'Just a quick second puppet.' You wink suggestively at Peras. Peras stops talking as you appears. *And gone again. The noises continue* Peras is sitting here. Peras says 'I mean, who else am I going to...' *The excited groom reappears!* You broadcast 'Very well!' You dazzle Peras with your smile. You give an elegant white wedding dress to Peras. Peras says 'Yes, Lord.' You broadcast 'You may want to just.. slide that on.' Peras stares increduously at the dress. You giggle. From seemingly nowhere, the sounds of an organ blast through the corridor, playing... a wedding march? Peras is sitting here. Peras stands up. You dazzle Peras with your smile. You broadcast 'It's time!' You beckon for Peras to follow -- sure hope they do! Peras says 'Yes, Lord.' Peras now follows you. The Shrine of Chaos As you look around you, your vision is clouded by a scintilating display of colors. Vivid blues, reds, yellows and nearly every other color imaginable swirls in a hypnotic, random pattern. A sense of unease fills your soul as you wander about, slowly adjusting to your surroundings. As your mind clears, you are able to make the outline of a pedestal. Or is it a pillar? You come to the realization that the object before you hold no true form, rather shifting unpredictably through a variety of different shapes. (Glowing) (Humming) An altar stands here, slowly shifting it's shape before you. A huge demon flies here, its talons riddled with bloody flesh. A huge demon flies here, its talons riddled with bloody flesh. A huge demon flies here, its talons riddled with bloody flesh. A demon formed of icy vapors drifts here. A demon formed of icy vapors drifts here. A demon formed of icy vapors drifts here. A demon formed of icy vapors drifts here. A demon formed of fire flies here. A demon formed of fire flies here. A demon formed of fire flies here. A demon formed of fire flies here. A demon formed of fire flies here. The priest of Chaos is ready to help you practice. Peras walks in. Peras enters the room. Peras's pain scratches him. The priest of Chaos is unaffected by his own pain. An ice demon's pain grazes it. A huge demon's pain grazes it. An ice demon's pain hits it. A flame demon's pain hits it. An ice demon's pain hits it. A flame demon's pain grazes it. A flame demon's pain grazes it. An ice demon's pain grazes it. A flame demon's pain hits it. A flame demon's pain grazes it. A huge demon's pain hits it. A huge demon's pain grazes it. As you enter the room, it is apparent things have change.. Volgathras has changed it in to a dark cathedral! The priest of Chaos looks at Peras. The priest of Chaos says 'Is this the... em.. well..' Peras looks around, staring at all the demons and the cathedral. You broadcast 'Yes, he proposed.' You broadcast 'Isn't it MARVELOUS!' You dazzle Peras with your smile. Peras's pain scratches him. The priest of Chaos is unaffected by his own pain. An ice demon's pain hits it. An ice demon's pain grazes it. A flame demon's pain hits it. An ice demon's pain grazes it. A flame demon's pain grazes it. A flame demon's pain grazes it. An ice demon's pain grazes it. A flame demon's pain grazes it. A flame demon's pain grazes it. A huge demon's pain grazes it. Peras has some small wounds and bruises. Peras is using: (Glowing) an elegant white wedding dress Peras turns his attention to the priest, 'Uh, hello.' The priest of Chaos clears his throat. The priest of Chaos says 'Very well then...' Peras says 'I am, to be married, to Lord Volgathras...' Peras looks a little uncertain as he says this. Volgathras leans in to whisper to Peras. You project to Peras 'You look possitively delicious in that dress, dear.' Peras has quite a few wounds. Peras returns the whisper. The priest of Chaos says 'Right... on with the cerimony, then.' Peras tells you 'Thank you, Lord...' Peras nods unsteadily towards the priest. Volgathras snatches Peras by the arm, trecking down the small ine lined with howling demons who claw at them as they pass. You dazzle Peras with your smile. Indicating the demons around them, Volgathras says, 'They're excited for you. So anxious to have someone new in the family!' The priest of Chaos clears his throat once more, opening a flesh-bound volume, 'Shall we?' The priest of Chaos looks at Peras. Peras looks around at the demons, again, 'I understand, Lord.' The priest of Chaos says 'Do you, Peras, Take Volgathras as your Lord and absolute monarch in all things physical and spiritual?"' The priest of Chaos says 'It is wise to have as high an intelligence as possible when practicing your skills or spells. ' *thwock!* You slap the priest of Chaos ringingly. You broadcast 'STAY ON TOPIC!!' You twitch nervously. Peras says 'Er, yes, I do.' The priest of Chaos rubs his offended cheek, wincing away tears. Peras hugs his arms close to his chest, face a bit of a grimace. The priest of Chaos says 'And do you, Dark Lord of the Rift, Take Peras as your slave and personal torture victim for the rest of eternity?"' You dazzle Peras with your smile. You broadcast 'I do!' You giggle. A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! The priest of Chaos says 'Is there a ring?' Peras has some big nasty wounds and scratches. You nod. Peras groans slightly as his health continues to fade but attempts a small smile. You slip the ring of darkness on to your left finger. The priest of Chaos says 'Then with the powers vested in me by...' The priest of Chaos looks at Volgathras. The priest of Chaos says 'Eh.. you.' The priest of Chaos says 'I now pronounce you Master and damned soul.' Peras wipes the blood away from his forehead as it begins to drip into his eyes. Peras looks pretty hurt. You hug him. Peras's hunger hits him. Peras's drug withdrawal hits him. A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! A huge demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! An ice demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! An ice demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! An ice demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! An ice demon cheers and sings... it is just BURSTING with joy! Peras haltingly returns the hug, barely hanging onto consciousness, now. Peras disappears in a mushroom cloud. You have untransferred Peras. The Central Commons You stand amid the Central Commons of Rheydin, the main gatheriner place in this city. A large fountain has been built here, feeding the water needs of the Rheydin citizens. Here, an inter- section divides Saint Orealt Avenue and Saint Andres Street, the main roads in Rheydin. [Exits: north east south west] The Grey Banner of the city of Rheydin stands tall here. The official Tribunal Roll Call has been posted here. A massive marble fountain bubbles forth with water here. Peras is resting here. The Town Crier stands here ready to give directions. You giggle. You broadcast 'Oh isn't this lovely!' Asche enters the room. Peras looks up the demon and weakly says, 'Yes, my Lord.' Peras attempts a wan smile. Volgathras hangs on Peras' arm, batting his eyes affectionately. Peras reaches into some of his bags, fumbling for some items. Peras gets a bottle of milk from a travel bag. Peras drinks milk from a bottle of milk. Peras gets some greyish herbs from a HUGE sack. Peras lights some greyish herbs and smokes it. *Drugs wont help you buddy* Volgathras pinches Peras cheek. 'There's a good puppet. One must stay healthy, yes?' You dazzle Peras with your smile. Peras pants slightly, barely aware of you. Peras says 'Yes, Lord.' 'Well hello!' Volgathras projects, waving at the nearby shadow. 'Have you come to congratulate us?' Peras looks at Asche. A muffeled voice comes from beneath Asche's mask ' I...don't believe so. Peras lets out a weak, 'You...' Volgathras chuckles, 'Oh come now. Don't be coy.. surely you brought a wedding gift.' Peras slumps over again. Volgathras looks at Asche pointedly. A muffeled voice comes from beneath Asche's mask ' ....wed? Peras weakly says to himself, 'I am the Scourge, of darkness.' 'Yes,' Volgathras responds with a giddy giggle. 'What have you brought us?' Volgathras hugs Peras rather violently. Asche looks at Peras. Peras groans at the hug, looking dazedly off into the distance. A muffeled voice comes from beneath Asche's mask ' You don't look very...scourg...scourgy? Peras says 'All, shall burn, before me.' A muffeled voice comes from beneath Asche's mask ' Oh now you're just being rash. Vnum:11500 Rheydin: 'Still waiting,' Volgathras projects, impatience evident in his 'voice.' Peras says 'Pain, pain is what I bring to others.' Asche gives you a slab of starstone. A muffeled voice comes from beneath Asche's mask ' There. Very shiney. Peras says 'In enduring pain, I bring enlightenment.' You eat a slab of starstone. Peras says 'They shall fear me...' Asche looks at Peras. You broadcast '...this one isn't getting an invitation to the reception.' Peras gazes off into the distance. You snort derisively at Asche. Peras gazes unseeingly towards you, a dazed voice saying, 'Yes, Lord.' 'Well sweety,' Volgathras says, grabbing Peras by the shoulders and turning him round, 'I have business. Kisses!' You kiss him. You slowly vanish into thin air. A muffeled voice comes from beneath Asche's mask ' Well that's rather...unnerving. *But all is not well in the House of Chaos, for moments after the joyous cerimony....* Peras prays 'My Lady Anume, though I am now happily married to the Dark Lord Volgathras, I wish to also serve You.' *Stayed tuned for the next installment: Jealousy is a Green-Eyed Demon* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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