Forgotten Freedom:97

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On a nearby bulletin board at Camp

Counselor: Kanatash

Classes:

- Planar Dynamics: Bonus Field Trip! (OOC: guess which plane will be the focus)

- Psionics: Exploring the Mind (OOC: cuz someone needed to do it)

- Physiology of the Impossible: Aberration Anatomy (OOC: think high school anatomy except replace the frogs with the dread spawn of Cthulu)

- Psychological Warfare and Torture (OOC: need I elaborate?  ;) )

Counselor: Chalky

Classes:

- Hunting: Melee style

- Art

- 101 Illegal Uses for Chalk

Counselor: Kithle

Classes:

- Philosophy

- History

- Politics

- Ethics (yeah right :rolleyes: )

Counselor: Satnak

Classes:

- Hunting: Free-for-all style

- Glaring

- Pugilism

- Astral constructs 101 and 102

- Game Theory

Counselor: Serene

Classes:

- Music

- Healing 101

- Theatre

- Dance

- Etiquette

- Wooing that Special Someone

- Dealing With an Over-Powered Lover

Counselor: Cool Cthultu

Classes:

- The best dealers

- Terminology

- World Peace

- Growing your own

- Avoiding the Feds

- The Munchies

- Bad trips and what to do about them

- Why we should all just get along

- Emo kid single tears and you

Counselor: Liam

Classes:

- Advanced Magi. Sci.

- Applied Artifice.

- Field Study: The Entities. (scrawled in: ) [COLOR=Red]The Entities are to be worshipped, not studied![/COLOR]

- Staying sane and Staying alive.

- Open Computer Lab.

- Adventure Games: Paychecks and Paperwork.

Counselor: Naz'roth

Classes:

- Planar anatomy and Planar studies

- Tactics

- Forgecraft

- Litriture

Counselor: Tara

Classes:

- The Anataomy of the Unliving

- Necromancy

- Arcane studies

- Religious studies: what the cults DIDNT tell you

Counselor: Sa'vor

Classes:

- The Art of Combat

- Eldritch studies: drawing on your Inner Hatred

- Draconic studies

- Draconic anatomy

Counselor: Squishy

Classes:

- Psycology

- economics

- statistics

- slave ownership

- public speaking

Counselor: Volrath

Classes:

- Creature crafting

- religious studies: elder gods

- cooking: the other other white meat

- sex ed (P/Y/R provides help on the "demonstrations")

On another bulletin below the others, more classes are scrawled in what looks like blood:

Counselor: Smig

Classes:

- Poison and Venom: What's the difference? With Live (albeit temporarily) Demonstrations!

- Various Diseases and what they do

- Why cities are crimes against nature

- How to taint the well and not get caught

- Three easy ways to destroy the abomination that is technology

- How to eradicate civilization as we know it

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Smig: *wringing his hands evilly* Phase 1 of my evil plan begins...

Smig's evil plan:

Phase 1: Convert the children to my cause. Phase 2: ??? Phase 3: DESTROY ALL OF CIVILIZATION! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Chalky's hunting class:

Chalky - Ok see those elk there in the clearing, you skull boy set the skeleton to come at them from down wind, you two quori stop it with the pda and circle round to the left when the skeleton scares them towards you use those fists to break as many legs as possible, no psi, the rest close in on the injured ones with your knives.

Kithle's Ethics Class

Kithle - Someone you don't like is in mortal peril and helping costs you little to nothing?

Piffany - Like, leave'em to rot the lousy *****.

Kithle - Hardly save their ass then take them for all their worth.

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Naz'roth stands before a lecturn, he scowls at the gathered Children.

Naz'roth: I am Naz'roth of legion ,Daemon Lord, Progienator of Vampire Kind, and Master Magesmith but you may call me Naz'roth. it will save time in your perhaps short time here. any questions before i continue?

random Child: Whats with the feathered wings? i thought fiends had bat wings?

Naz'roth: *slight scowl* yes, Fiends usualy have bat wings. To tell you the truth i am an Ex-Angel who's turned his back on the light. *flexes his black feathered wings* now, what do you know of the Planar beings named Fiends?

Another random child: *with hand up* they are the physical manifestation of evil in the multiverse.

Naz'roth: true. anything else? *no hands* very well. Fiends are usualy divided into three catagories Devils, Demons and Yugoloths. but of course there are many other catagories. One many millienia ago the Fiends ruled this plane and all other races where their slaves. there where many ranks in the hierarcy of that time the highest of which where (in highest to lowest) Daemon Lord, Rajah, Daemon, Duke and so on. now i want you to write down EVERYTHING i've told you, it may yet save your life.

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NJ26: So now we've lost Jaela. That's…………is that a bad thing?

Death Paper: It's worse than that. (shows off an area where Erk has scribbled something)

Note: Sorry guys, my world is being developed at the moment and I'm needed. You should be fine without me.

NJ26: :mad: I think I'm going to throttle my E.B.N.E.

Just then there is a scream from the crowd, and people started stampeding for the exits.

Death Paper: Hey! (stamp) HEY! (stomp) :headexplo STOP TRAMPLING—(comically flattened)……Ow……What's going on out there?

NJ26 leaps up onto a convention table to see over the crowd.

NJ26: :confused: There's a pair of Quori trashing the manga?

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Silver sees that Volrath is assigned to sex ed.

Silver: HEY! That's my department!

OOcat: No, your department is adolescent sex myths.

Silver: Oh…right…carry on.

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Terra: So tell us about this place; I mean we haven’t seen much of it, but Sa’vor mentioned you saying it was a utopia? And how did you create it? And how do people get here? We were only able to get in cause you let us, so… how do people even know to come here?

Terrek: Ah. All the questions that are one question really; what is this place? The answer is not quite so simple as the question, but answers rarely are. To start, I’ll give you a little history. I didn’t create this place; I… liberated it.

Lisa: You stole it?

Terrek: Please; do you honestly think I’d resort to petty theft? No, I had to kill for it. This place was once under the rule of the demon lord Ther’nen. She was a tyrant. sHe did many great things, but was a tyrant none the less. The wine that sits in the glasses before you was one of those great things. The vineyards here produce grapes unlike any other, so much so that our wine is widely regarded by wine tasters as one of, if not the best. However, to man the vineyards she forced countless beings into slavery and worked them to the death. I came here in my endless pursuit for perfection after hearing rumors of the beauty of the denizens. These denizens it turns out were succubi but I didn’t learn that till long after I had arrived. This place was more than just a huge winery; it was a paradise. The architecture was astounding, the people beautiful, the wine superb, and the drugs pure. It was a debauchery of sin and excess. The wildest desires could be fulfilled in moments and last for days. Naturally, everything comes with a price. The gates of the realm were open to all and naturally countless mortals entered them. The price I spoke of was of course your soul. Ther’nen used mortal souls to fuel her own power over the beings here and to rise to even greater power. I was in my youth when I first ventured here and so fell prey to the delights of the place, even abandoning my quest for perfection for a time. It was here that I acquired my Rhapsody of Pain. Despite my youth I was still among the most powerful beings here and so drew the attention of Ther’nen herself. I became her consort for a time and eventually she sought to devour my soul and make my power her own. She almost succeeded. I was able to break free from her, but she’d shattered my soul, leaving me weak. I don’t know what foul god appeared to me; I believe it was the Keeper himself; but he offered a way to survive and exact revenge. At this point I was fading away to nothing; my powers depleted and my spirit broken; so I took it. He infused in me the power to replenish my soul with that of others and steal their powers away from them in the process. I began systematically hunting down all the powerful demons of the realm and slaying them, gaining new heights of power with every soul I devoured. This of course drew Ther’nen’s attention. She began hunting me down but I kept slaying her lords. The slaves of the fields heard of me, heard of the swath of blood I was making across the realm and believed me to be their savior. When I was battered and bruised, they helped me. When I was hiding from Ther’nen, they sheltered me. At times I would join them in the fields, to lay low, or to slay one of the slave masters. Before long I was known as the savior and the demons whispered my name in fear. Ther’nen was slowly losing control over her realm with each life I took. Eventually I confronted her. We fought for days, and ultimately, she bested me. I lay there battered and broken upon the ground having expended the last of my strength. She moved to take the rest of my soul, a prize she now coveted, believing that it was the key to holding her realm. I remember she nealt down bleeding and picked me up by my face. Countless wounds marred her once perfect skin but her lips were as flawless as ever. She raised my head to hers and kissed me deeply, as she had when she’d first tried to drain me of my soul. I knew in that instant that I was doomed, but nothing happened. She tried it thrice more, but to no avail, I was protected. She made to drop me in the dirt again and perhaps to simply take my life if she couldn’t have my soul but I found the last vestiges of my strength within me and I ripped her throat out with my teeth…

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Serene - oh my :eek:  :yuck: I think I'm needed elsewhere. -exit-

Terrek - Its difficult sometimes to remember how sensitive she is.

Terra - She's going out with Satnak?

Lisa - ...

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Ketler runs down the halls, screaming.

Kelter: CARNIVOROUS WAFFLE IRONS!

There is the rappid sound of many *clap, clap* behind him.

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The squirrels and Slaypaw and Fluffy stand on opposite sides of the ship. Each is waiting for the other to make a move.

Suddenly, Marish steps out from among the ranks of squirrels. She holds a rapier, one which seems to have an unusually sharp edge.

Slaypaw: Look! Marish!

She takes a bottle of shampoo out of the Lunchbox, and grins.

Marish:  :eek:  :shocked:  :OMG!  :gah:  :twitch:  :surrender

Slaypaw ties her up, and Fluffy helps Slaypaw carry her off deck.

Squirrels: :confused:

Slaypaw sticks her head out of the doorway.

Slaypaw: We'll be back for YOU later.

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Serene - Terrek is no true-warrior he is a mage, if he did things like that I can't imagine what Satnak has seen and done.

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Satnak - Now is the-

knock knock knock

Serene - Satnak we need to talk.

Satnak - (i.h.h. I know what this means  :weep: )

-opens door-

Serene - How many people have you killed? :(

Satnak - ...I don't know. There was Ketty, then Toris, then it gets hazy, i know i slaughtered alot of abberattions when Volrath tried to take the ship. Then there were the C'tan that kidnapped Terra. THen the shadow fiends when they made their bid on Terra. Hundreds of Rakshasa died when Ariajni killed Brianna. There was Pun-Pun of course, but you knew about that.

Serene - You didn't actually kill him, though.

Satnak - Left him helpless near the FF, its the same thing.

Serene - ...

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Redirectus: I shall pass judgement on all who hijack plotlines and side track posters! Feel my wrath, puny mort-*KFRAZZAP*

Redirectus melts as a ball of white hot plazma strikes him.

OORampant: *as Mewtwo* Ah, my shiny little chunks of XP, you try so hard...

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Riding a sled pulled by carnivorous waffle irons through camp

Kithle - Jingle Bells, Jarlot smells/Norbaz laid an egg Our airship lost the keel/But no redshirts got away hey!

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Serene - ...

Satnak - SAY SOMETHING! :weep:

Serene -  :( I don't understand how people can do that to each other.

Satnak - That makes you a very special person...but i do understand it, its a need to protect those around you. There are forces out there that will think nothing of crimes that make the worst massacres of the wars look like a clean fight. I am a Borisheel, I am the Breaker Prime, I am not going to let anything threaten you or anyone else I care about. I won't lie, I can't promise not to kill anymore, I'm not that good a fighter (I don't think even Levy is that good). I have much blood on my hands and there will be more, but I can not stand by while my friends get hurt. I'm sorry I understand if you don't want anything to do with me. :(

Serene - Satnak,... nothing will ever make me want to leave you. I don't understand, I don't think I ever will.

Satnak - I hope not.

Serene - But you were protecting yourself and those around you, I can't blame you for that.

Satnak - Not quite, What I did to Toris was murder, I hunted him down and Killed him slowly in vengeance for turning my sister againt me.

Serene - ... Everyone does things they're not proud of. I want to be with you Satnak, I just need to know what I'm getting into and that you won't try to hide it from me.

Satnak - Not quite, I enjoyed it, I'd do it again only slower. After what that cretin did to Ketty...

Serene - -sigh- I still want to be with you, you have your darkness, so does everyone else.

Satnak - ... (i.h.h. mol I don't deserve this, but I'll doanything for this girl) I want you to have something.

Satnak gets up and opens her closet.

Serene - What?

Satnak Turns around holding her Sword The Gaurded Heart.

Satnak - Amongst my people this marks you as a potencial mate, sort of equivalent to being a girlfriend here.

Serene - I don't know how to use this thing, I don't think i want to.

Satnak - Its not about the sword, its about us, our connection, about one day being family.

Serene - Then yes I'll take good Care of it, and never let it leave my side.

Satnak - (Hugs Serene)

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Lisa: Shouldn’t you look after your daughter?

Terrek: She’ll be fine; she just gets upset sometimes. I’m sure she’s just gone off to talk to Satnak or something.

Terra: She’s going out with Satnak?

Terrek: (Ignoring Terra) Anyway, as I was saying… According to planar law, this plane was now mine, however several powerful demons still resided here and all of them immediately made a bid to steal my newly acquired throne. Armies were formed, sides were chosen and ultimately a four way war erupted between all of the demon lords for stewardship of the realm, forgetting me completely. Why they decided to fight each other and not simply attack me first, weakened as I was was beyond me at the time. Eventually I just chalked it up to the nature of demons to turn on one another at the first opportunity; there’d been infighting between them all for millennia. While they waged war on one another I waited and bided my time, killing only small scout patrols to sustain myself. I then returned to the slaves, and freed them. Together we set up defenses in the capital, Xen’laa and waited as they demons killed each other off. Three years we were holed up, maintaining our defenses before we struck. . I’d been training the former slaves those three years, teaching them the arts of war and augmenting them with grafts where I could. Our attack was swift and brutal. We came in the night to one of the lords’ strongholds and slaughtered all in our wake; only a few lived to tell of our fury to the other lords. Before the remaining three could unite against us I made alliances with two of them, to each pledging to destroy the other, offering up the same plan of attack to both; they’d launch an initial assault and we’d move in and wipe out the other side by surprise. They met in the battlefield and clashed, destroying each other as I had intended. True to my word, we swept in and wiped them out to a man. I killed both of those two lords myself, taking from the first the tattered remains of his once coveted wings and from the second a crown of flame for which he was known. The next day I met with the remaining lord, the most powerful of the three, and wore on my shoulders one lord’s wings as a cloak and on my brow the other’s crown. I remember it as though it was yesterday. I threw open the doors of his keep and walked in. The guards rushed me and I slew them with my bare hands (holds hands in front of himself and stares at them, as though he could see them still running with blood). I tossed their carcasses on the steps to his throne and told him that if he didn’t surrender that moment he’d be next. Naturally he declined; demons are a defiant lot; and attacked me. He stood no chance. I’d bested his master, Ther’nen, and was now fueled by the souls of the other three demon lords who had died at my hands. These chains I now wield used to belong to him, before I ripped them from his back and crushed his spine. I dragged him limp to his balcony and made him beg for death before his amassed army. I slit his throat and rent him in two devouring his soul in the process. His corpse I tossed into the amassed troops and let his blood bathe them. At that moment, my army of former slaves burst through the gates to the stronghold and surrounded his troops. I gave them the choice, bow before me and proclaim me Lord or I’d see their blood stain the land. As one they dropped to their knees and swore allegiance to me…

Bunny: You see Serene, it's simple: people are afraid, they must eliminate the source of their fear. You can reduce any negative sentient thought to its fear component. Except for those people who like to kill others.

Silver: Terrek sure is long wind—

13: We're not supposed to know what goes on in there!

Silver: Oh………well…I'm baaaaaaaack. :devil:

Bunny: I actually missed you. So what do we screw up first?

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