Kushiel was slowly through the hallways. As he walked his boots made the linoleum squeak. While walking he absentmindedly spun one of his daggers in his hand. The dagger flashed at times as light caught it.
It seemed like Kushiel was just wandering but he was really contemplating power. The purpose and use of power. He was considering asking somebody what they thought.. ~What moral complications come with power? What is the use of power?~ He thought to himself, when he nearly crashed into a wall but quickly stepped to the left, into a doorway.
((Consider that my entrance into the lab.))
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Kushiel Of Server 4
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((Here's a quick update.))
Three Years Later cont.
A new elementalist, Kushiel, an airist, secretly learned of his powers when he saw the Elementalists. He currently is with the other Elementalists in the testing lab.
Elsworth speaks in red.
The other Elsworth speaks in Blue, because indeed, he's number two.
((Els you wanna start us off))
((Will do....))
Morgoth walked around the lab, testing the new elements. "They work fine, mates. I think I can get them to---EZZZZK!!!!" Morgoth jumped back, holding his finger. "Acid hurts....Bring acid, sonic, pyshic powers and gem to the other elements, please, Hunter.
"
Elsworth speaks in red.
The other Elsworth speaks in Blue, because indeed, he's number two.
((I think I'll go with Daiman, it fits the story better. I mean Morgoth did try to kill me, and for me to just be like, I'll go with my murder is quite odd.))
*The night of the great battle, FBI base holding cell*
*Radio broadcast over the entire base*
The base is under attack by a large group of elementals. They have killed Daiman it appears, and they are now setting fire to the base. Mass evactuation ordered.
"Well, does this mean that they are going to relocate me?" Kabob wondered. The hours ticked by without a soul coming for Kabob. Smoke began to pour into the area.
"Well, at least its all stone around me, at least I won't burn to death, but all that smaoke might kill me, best to lay down.
Kabob got on the ground, but the smoke continued to pour into his cell.
"...., Well, here goes nothing" Kabob concentrated with all his might, and suddenly, he felt a small breeze. "Yes, my powers are still with me, they have only become greatly weakend. *Cough* great, I'm running out of air, I'll have to concentrate even harder."
*8 hours later*
"Looks like the fire has died down, unfortunately, the only change to my cell is a small hole in the corner over there. Luckily, I see an apple tree growing over there, I guess I can live off those till I get rescued."
*Kabob passes out now from exhaustion*
(Kabob survives for the three years by making the apples on the tree fall, then by using wind to bring them to him, Eating Rats that pass by, and by scavenging from the pantry that has a huge hole in it now that Kabob can see from his cell, and using his wind to bring the cans to him.)
((The eating of the apples is important, because it is the tree that Damain was next to when he was put into the ground, The tree had been absorbing power from the area, and now Kabob has Earth powers as well as wind, he just doesn't know he has Earth yet.))
*3 years later*
Everyday, Kabob shouts at about noon just to see if anyone is passing by and will hear him.
((Daiman, this is where you come in))
A man might not be able to move a mountain, yet he will accomplish nothing if he never tries.
Well, I'm tired of these forums. Very little humor in them anymore. Adios all.
((Do you mean elementalists?))
Kabob Mob was later found dead.
Dameon was dead, never found.
((I meant the other elements - fire, earth, etc.))
Elsworth speaks in red.
The other Elsworth speaks in Blue, because indeed, he's number two.
((>.>
You guys are supposedly dead.....God....Why are you still here?))
Elsworth speaks in red.
The other Elsworth speaks in Blue, because indeed, he's number two.
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