Asher Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 *smacks chocolate cake in draikos face* Ninja'd Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wrath_Of_Chrysalis Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Don't eat pie! LET THEM EAT CAKE!!! "Let them eat cake" She says just like Mary Antoinette. A built-in remedy for Kruschev and Kennedy At anytime an invitation You can't decline Caviar and cigarettes Well versed in etiquette Extraordinarily nice Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DraikoHunter Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 "Let them eat cake" She says just like Mary Antoinette. A built-in remedy for Kruschev and Kennedy At anytime an invitation You can't decline Caviar and cigarettes Well versed in etiquette Extraordinarily nice *sniffle* That was beautiful. *smacks chocolate cake in draikos face* Ninja'd WOOOO CAKE! Bit of a delay leaving so i haz tyme ta reply tu yu guyz Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asher Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Enjoy your last bits of freedom! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ajkrumen Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Polar plunge got cancelled today. :c Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kalenath Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) The noise was appalling. She shook her head as she moved through the ducts high above the mass of Grineer who were swarming all over. The whole affair was…loud. She didn’t like loud. When she was in the field, she didn’t like loud at all. Silence was her hallmark and her cloak. Her enemies never saw her coming. They never… She paused at a vent and stared down at the chaos unfolding below her. The Grineer, as was their wont, were moving in every different direction, seeking Tenno. Ordinarily, she would just ghost away, leaving the poor degenerate clones to search for nothing. But… A form below her was not Grineer. The Banshee stared down at the Ember who was embattled. At least a dozen Grineer had the Tenno pinned in one place, with heavier firepower coming up to saturate said hiding place. Whoever this Ember was, she was hurt. But that didn’t matter. Something ancient rang through the Banshee’s nerves and flesh. Kin. Tenno were… different. Each Tenno was different from each other Tenno. Many were loners, like the Banshee, but in the end, they knew their own. They knew that they were alone in the universe except for each other. Only insanity of the worst kind could normally force Tenno to kill one another without very good reason. And if there was one rue that this Banshee followed, it was that kin were special. Rare. To be protected when possible. Even when they were idiots, they were family. Not all Tenno felt the way she did, but she didn’t care. A Grineer Lancer looked up as a vent grate fell to the deck beside him. He opened his mouth to shout and a meter long metal rod slammed through his throat, pinning him to the floor. Before his companions even knew they were under attack, three more Grineer fell, arrows through their helmets. The ones closest looked up and saw death staring down at them. Gray and blue death. Singing. “Axes flash… Broadswords swing… Shining armor’s piercing ring… Horses run with a polished shield… Fight those bastard till they yield…” ((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCrnF844_ww)) The words might have been indecipherable to the Grineer, but the rain of arrows continued even as Grineer started firing at the vent. Her hands were flashing almost faster than even augmented eyes could follow, each going to her quiver, drawing arrows, nocking them and sending them speeding to enemy bodies in a steady blue rain. All to her unearthly but beautiful voice. “Midnight mare… Blood red roan, fight to keep this land your own… Sound the horn and call the cry! HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” A Grineer Bombard, braving the rain of arrows, fired a rocket at the vent and shouted in triumph as his rocket slammed into the place where Death had been falling from. Then he screamed as another arrow transfixed him, followed by another. He fell in slow motion, his Ogris launcher falling from nerveless fingers as the rain of blue death followed. “Dawn has broke… The time has come… Move your feet to a marching drum, we will win the war and pay the toll, fight as one in heart and soul…” The remaining Grineer of the ones who had surrounded the Ember, all three of them, tried to flee. They didn’t get far. The last fell and the voice faded. As the last Grineer breathed his last around the arrow in his guts, he saw the barely scorched blue and gray form wave down at where her sister had been and the song continued. “Midnight mare… Blood red roan, fight to keep this land your own… Sound the horn and call the cry! HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” “HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” “HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” Then the singer was gone and the Grineer was as well. All around the area, the only trace of the Banshee? A ring of arrow riddled corpses. And a live Tenno in an Ember warframe. Edited January 2, 2014 by Kalenath Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asher Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) Aj I cant tell if thats good news or bad news... Wooo a story! Edited January 2, 2014 by OmegaMK1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DraikoHunter Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) The noise was appalling. She shook her head as she moved through the ducts high above the mass of Grineer who were swarming all over. The whole affair was…loud. She didn’t like loud. When she was in the field, she didn’t like loud at all. Silence was her hallmark and her cloak. Her enemies never saw her coming. They never… She paused at a vent and stared down at the chaos unfolding below her. The Grineer, as was their wont, were moving in every different direction, seeking Tenno. Ordinarily, she would just ghost away, leaving the poor degenerate clones to search for nothing. But… A form below her was not Grineer. The Banshee stared down at the Ember who was embattled. At least a dozen Grineer had the Tenno pinned in one place, with heavier firepower coming up to saturate said hiding place. Whoever this Ember was, she was hurt. But that didn’t matter. Something ancient rang through the Banshee’s nerves and flesh. Kin. Tenno were… different. Each Tenno was different from each other Tenno. Many were loners, like the Banshee, but in the end, they knew their own. They knew that they were alone in the universe except for each other. Only insanity of the worst kind could normally force Tenno to kill one another without very good reason. And if there was one rue that this Banshee followed, it was that kin were special. Rare. To be protected when possible. Even when they were idiots, they were family. Not all Tenno felt the way she did, but she didn’t care. A Grineer Lancer looked up as a vent grate fell to the deck beside him. He opened his mouth to shout and a meter long metal rod slammed through his throat, pinning him to the floor. Before his companions even knew they were under attack, three more Grineer fell, arrows through their helmets. The ones closest looked up and saw death staring down at them. Gray and blue death. Singing. “Axes flash… Broadswords swing… Shining armor’s piercing ring… Horses run with a polished shield… Fight those bastard till they yield…” ((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCrnF844_ww)) The words might have been indecipherable to the Grineer, but the rain of arrows continued even as Grineer started firing at the vent. Her hands were flashing almost faster than even augmented eyes could follow, each going to her quiver, drawing arrows, nocking them and sending them speeding to enemy bodies in a steady blue rain. All to her unearthly but beautiful voice. “Midnight mare… Blood red roan, fight to keep this land your own… Sound the horn and call the cry! HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” A Grineer Bombard, braving the rain of arrows, fired a rocket at the vent and shouted in triumph as his rocket slammed into the place where Death had been falling from. Then he screamed as another arrow transfixed him, followed by another. He fell in slow motion, his Ogris launcher falling from nerveless fingers as the rain of blue death followed. “Dawn has broke… The time has come… Move your feet to a marching drum, we will win the war and pay the toll, fight as one in heart and soul…” The remaining Grineer of the ones who had surrounded the Ember, all three of them, tried to flee. They didn’t get far. The last fell and the voice faded. As the last GRineer breathed his last around the arrow in his guts, he saw the blue and gray form wave down at where her sister had been and the song continued. “Midnight mare… Blood red roan, fight to keep this land your own… Sound the horn and call the cry! HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” “HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” “HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?” Then the singer was gone and the Grineer was as well. All around the area, the only trace of the Banshee? A ring of arrow riddled corpses. And a live Tenno in an Ember warframe. Your Banshee scares me *hides in the corner*This story was awesome though. Edited January 2, 2014 by DraikoHunter Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kalenath Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Yeah, she is scary. No question. I introduced her on page 2 of this thread lol. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeahanne Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) I like this Banshee! :D Although, in a way she reminds me of a character from Hellsing (also known as Hellsing Ultimate if you've only seen the animes), called Rip Van Winkle... she sings as she massacres too, it's pretty awesome. (NOT an anime/manga for the squeemish though. It is INCREDIBLY dark and gorey...) Edited January 2, 2014 by Jeahanne Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Is it Serene or Two? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatViking Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 That Banshee is to my liking. She does not inspire fear in me however, only awe. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kalenath Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) Is it Serene or Two? It's Two. She is... a bit off sometimes. Actually, make that A LOT off. :D That Banshee is to my liking. She does not inspire fear in me however, only awe. You are kin. She isn't here to scare kin. If she wanted to? I bet she could. She doesn't WANT to. Edited January 2, 2014 by Kalenath Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey844 Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) Is it Serene or Two?If it was one of those two, it would be Two as she is the one in a warframe fighting. Serene is pregnant at the mo. But kal did say this is his banshee form pg 2 of the thread. Edit: nvm Edited January 2, 2014 by Spikey844 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Ah good to know. I really like Two's character. Apeshizzle at one moment, calm and composed at another. Also, did you get to have a look at my fanfic Kalenath? I understand if you haven't. I just wanted to know. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kalenath Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) USUALLY she is far more quiet. Sometimes though, she just has to send a proper message. (Edit) I did bejuizb. I will give feedback tomorrow. Lots going on tonight. Edited January 2, 2014 by Kalenath Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
QuinnsWing Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Yeah, she is scary. No question. I introduced her on page 2 of this thread lol. i remember her O_O keep her away from me! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 Thanks! I really appreciate you taking the time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatViking Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 I have the need to write, but the GODDAMN WALL!! I have 2 options in the position I am in right now. option one is to just wait until I can somehow tie Kris into a story. Option two is to just write what Kris does to alleviate the boredom of staying in the jungle. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 I have the need to write, but the GODDAMN WALL!! I have 2 options in the position I am in right now. option one is to just wait until I can somehow tie Kris into a story. Option two is to just write what Kris does to alleviate the boredom of staying in the jungle. option 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wrath_Of_Chrysalis Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 So now I know I can add YouTube links and not be screamed at...Thanks Kalenath! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatViking Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 All right, Option 2 it is. __________________ The Grineer squad had no idea what the box in front of them was. It was long, with six corners and quite literally looked like one of those coffins people got buried in several thousand years ago. Strangely though, this one was in the middle of their patrol path and looked recently made, so of course they had to investigate the thing. The Grineer stood in a relaxed position as the Squad-leader stood near the box. ''Be relaxed men, whatever is in this box is probably not hostile.'' He said in his garbled Grineer language as he opened up the lid, revealing the resident of the box. ''Good morning.'' Were the last words that squad ever heard as Kris bounced out of the coffin, stabbing with the eloquent motion required to master the Rapier weapon in his hand. Each stab was precise, deadly and ,in Kris's mind, quite artistic and beautiful. In less than a minute, the entire 20 man squad was on the ground, either bleeding out or dead. Sheathing his weapon in the ornate leather sheath he had made, Kris whistled, allowing the whistle sound to echo for a second. Just a few seconds later a roar was heard as Tenno ran towards Kris, stopping about a foot in front of his master. ''Ready to return back to camp or do you want to kill more Grineer?'' Kris asked the Tiger as it looked at him with the tired eyes of a Tiger that had ripped hundreds of Grineer apart. ''Return to camp it is, then.'' Kris whispered to Tenno as he mounted the Tiger and rode off, heading back for some rest. Back at camp, Kris started working on his next scheme. His coffin gag had worked quite well the past week so a new way of killing Grineer was in order. ''What do you think?'' Kris asked Tenno as he finished making a camouflaged cape with leaves, twigs and other small items found on the forest floor. ''Does a forest spirit seem appropriate for the next week or should it be a ghost?'' The Tiger just stared at him before making an approving sound. ''Forest spirit it is then.'' Kris said happily as he put the finishing touch on the cape, adding an already made hood onto it. Soon, boredom would be a thing of the past. ____________________________________________________ Yes, he kills Grineer for fun. Not much else to do other than hunting. And to make it more fun, each week got its own gimmick. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) So Kris is slowly losing his mind. EDIT: Wrath made me cry....so I removed the meme Edited January 2, 2014 by bejuizb Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatViking Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 (edited) you would too after almost a year in the jungle with minimal contact with anything even remotely human. Edit: And 2 out of 6 conversations started with violence. and 1 out of 6 quite literally just metaphorically crushed him under 7 tons of truth. Edited January 2, 2014 by FatViking Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 2, 2014 Share Posted January 2, 2014 you would too after almost a year in the jungle with minimal contact with anything even remotely human. That should be remedied soon. Aiden will be there to keep him company. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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