Helm

Yeah, where are you guys? >.>

Damnit. Sorry I phased out, Gest. Helm is an awesome RP that makes me more than slightly, maybe a little bit jealous. :P

I'm having an Arcane Arena hiatus for awhile. Is Nathan dead yet? Kill him off if you wants to. Just remember I would have won, damnit.

...:P

...:)

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Originally Posted by Siиdяed

Damnit. Sorry I phased out, Gest. Helm is an awesome RP that makes me more than slightly, maybe a little bit jealous. :P

I'm having an Arcane Arena hiatus for awhile. Is Nathan dead yet? Kill him off if you wants to. Just remember I would have won, damnit.

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You haven't missed much. Helm is having real life problems as well, so there is no action at all in the Arcane Arena :(

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Originally Posted by Lord Toaster

...there is no action at all in the Arcane Arena :(

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WOOT? What about MY RPG, Taiba, alive and kicking? Can't call that innactive ^^

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Originally Posted by Kromoh

WOOT? What about MY RPG, Taiba, alive and kicking? Can't call that innactive ^^

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Yeah sorry, I should have said for me. Both the rpgs I've joined have promptly died just before my character was getting into the action. I haven't actually done anything interesting at all :(

Oh, poor you.


We should have an RPG about rabbits.

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Originally Posted by Kromoh

WOOT? What about MY RPG, Taiba, alive and kicking? Can't call that innactive ^^

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Yeah, you're right there Kromoh! Err, when was the last update again? ;) :P

The hunched man slowly draws a lone shovel from resting against the ruined shed. A strangled cry arises from a griever standing close to the procession, but the howl is quickly silenced by a seasoned partaker. The experienced participant knows that some meet their end by this way, but even he, the wizened one, didn't expect this, the worst possible outcome. Shaking his head sadly, the hunchback closes his hand over the dusty tool. "You know... I never thought it would come to this... I just... I...." Muttering quietly, the gravedigger finishes the thought out in an incoherent mumble. He settles with biting his bottom lip and laboriously resigns to digging out the grave. As each shovel load digs closer to the projected hole size, his digging grows slower and slower. Not from fatigue, but from the impact this event has, not only on him, but on everyone who knew the young one, who called something akin to 'joy' at his fleeting visit. He finally has to reach the end, and he slowly climbs out of the newly finished grave. A slight drizzle begins to fall. The rain mingles with the tears of the members scattered around the grave, before each droplet slowly slides into the grave.

The hunchbacked man glances at the darkening sun, internally recognizing that it is time for the deed to be done. The light departs, the body cannot even be seen now. They stand about the grave, the last sliver of the sun casting long shadows about them. But there can be no more regrets. He lowers the young body into the grave. All is silent.

The grievers kneel over the grave straining their eyes to get a final glance at the one they so briefly knew. A lone tear falls from an unidentified individual to rest on the scattered remains of the body within. The hunchback shovels earth over the young soul peacefully lying beneath, as the mourners slowly scatter apart, each going their separate ways.

Years later, a faintly recognizable man would run up, trying to grab at any possible loose ends. None remain. He notices a peculiar stone, covered in moss and the neglect that only centuries worth of waiting can accumulate. Startled, he realizes this misshapen lump is a gravestone. The man, carefully wiping off the grime, notices faint writing beneath the overgrown greenery. He can just make it out:

January - February 2008

Died an early death of neglect

Here lies Helm





-fin-

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Originally Posted by Siиdяed

Damnit. Sorry I phased out, Gest. Helm is an awesome RP that makes me more than slightly, maybe a little bit jealous. :P

I'm having an Arcane Arena hiatus for awhile. Is Nathan dead yet? Kill him off if you wants to. Just remember I would have won, damnit.

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Thanks Sindred. :D Nathan is about to be in a bundle of trouble. I won't allow you to quit, I hope you understand.

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Originally Posted by Grod

The hunched man slowly draws a lone shovel from resting against the ruined shed. A strangled cry arises from a griever standing close to the procession, but the howl is quickly silenced by a seasoned partaker. The experienced participant knows that some meet their end by this way, but even he, the wizened one, didn't expect this, the worst possible outcome. Shaking his head sadly, the hunchback closes his hand over the dusty tool. "You know... I never thought it would come to this... I just... I...." Muttering quietly, the gravedigger finishes the thought out in an incoherent mumble. He settles with biting his bottom lip and laboriously resigns to digging out the grave. As each shovel load digs closer to the projected hole size, his digging grows slower and slower. Not from fatigue, but from the impact this event has, not only on him, but on everyone who knew the young one, who called something akin to 'joy' at his fleeting visit. He finally has to reach the end, and he slowly climbs out of the newly finished grave. A slight drizzle begins to fall. The rain mingles with the tears of the members scattered around the grave, before each droplet slowly slides into the grave.

The hunchbacked man glances at the darkening sun, internally recognizing that it is time for the deed to be done. The light departs, the body cannot even be seen now. They stand about the grave, the last sliver of the sun casting long shadows about them. But there can be no more regrets. He lowers the young body into the grave. All is silent.

The grievers kneel over the grave straining their eyes to get a final glance at the one they so briefly knew. A lone tear falls from an unidentified individual to rest on the scattered remains of the body within. The hunchback shovels earth over the young soul peacefully lying beneath, as the mourners slowly scatter apart, each going their separate ways.

Years later, a faintly recognizable man would run up, trying to grab at any possible loose ends. None remain. He notices a peculiar stone, covered in moss and the neglect that only centuries worth of waiting can accumulate. Startled, he realizes this misshapen lump is a gravestone. The man, carefully wiping off the grime, notices faint writing beneath the overgrown greenery. He can just make it out:

January - February 2008

Died an early death of neglect

Here lies Helm





-fin-

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Hmph. How many people want to resurrect Helm and finish off this crucial pursuit of science (or the pursuit of knowing how brains make a wonderful pudding)? Miss demolition expert is so excited to see Nathan and I would hate to keep her waiting. Contra is begging me to allow her to shoot Marco with her slick rifle and Jackie Cho has an agent to kill...

Speaking of agents, we may need a new one. One whom is mad enough to kill his or her fellow scientists without remorse. Well, okay, a little remorse makes for good reading but-- oh hell I'll just shut up now. Give me a show of hands (those of you still "playing"). Who wants to continue Helm?

I very much want to. I just thought you gave up on it, that's all.:P

Me ME!!!! MEEEEEE!!!!!! :puppydogeyes:

...I might be able to.

Whut wuz that about Agents?

I wannnt.

Excelent.

Expect Chapter VII by the end of the week...

I'm so mean. What can I say... I like making people wait. :3

Everyone, this deserves celebration...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/4...hooray-pa5.jpg

Why yes, that IS me at the pub...

:boogie::boogie::boogie::boogie::boogie: :boogie::boogie::boogie::boogie:

HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!




As long as you in fact DO update at the end of the week... The last time you said that was a month ago, and we haven't seen any update as of yet :P


Everythings okay again, I presume? If anything was wrong in the first place?

So that entire imagery wasn't in naught.:P

I'm very eager!!

Should I expect to be alive then or not?

If I am, I'll get onto actions once you've updated.

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Originally Posted by Daniel Danciu

Everyone, this deserves celebration...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/4...hooray-pa5.jpg

Why yes, that IS me at the pub...

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:boogie:

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Originally Posted by CryoDragoon

:boogie::boogie::boogie::boogie::boogie: :boogie::boogie::boogie::boogie:

HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!




As long as you in fact DO update at the end of the week... The last time you said that was a month ago, and we haven't seen any update as of yet :P


Everythings okay again, I presume? If anything was wrong in the first place?

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Nah nothing specific was wrong. More like I needed a break bad-- and vacation was looming so I knew I wouldn't want to think about Helm. Oh, Anti-heroes' death didn't do well for motivation either. :embarrassed:

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Originally Posted by Grod

So that entire imagery wasn't in naught.:P

I'm very eager!!

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If not for your imagery we probably wouldn't be here. :roll: No joke!

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Originally Posted by Siиdяed

Should I expect to be alive then or not?

If I am, I'll get onto actions once you've updated.

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As I said you will be in trouble, but quite alive. You know Carou, right? Maybe you can coax him into not taking complete advantage of you. Naps are bad for your health. o_O;

...I don't even want to think about Carou taking 'complete advantage' of me, cheers.

I'll talk to him, sure.

Yes! Helm is back!

And it's snowing!