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The Blex

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  1. The Blex

    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Ok jesus christ, so my trip was extended for a few weeks for reasons I shall not mention and on the next day I put that explanation up above, my phone goes into the water and until now, it's still totally dead. No chance of it going on. I am so, so, so, so sorry for the continuous delays and excuses I had to pull out of my ass @Cheezeegriff @Jotnotes @Inkinhart @The Shy Fennec
  2. The Blex

    Chapter 2 - More Important is the Journey

    For a while, that blood-deprived injury-lead sleep was the best sleep he had in years. He didn't feel cold, not in danger, not in the need for sleep, he just drifted into unconsciousness and it's been years since the last time he did that. Nonetheless, while he was half conscious still lying injured, he heard noises that were both familiar and new. Raiders perhaps? A rescue party? More clones of the little girl? He wouldn't know until he was suddenly woken up by a sharp, incredibly hot piece of metal that nearly instantaneously cauterized his wound. His previous calm expression suddenly and abruptly changed as he snapped into consciousness. His eyes jolted open as his mouth opened, grasping for air in preparation for a loud shriek that never came. Learning to compose yourself under painful and stressful scenarios is something he had to learn the hard way through years of both voluntary and involuntary torture but to be caught so off guard got him too let out a whimper, something very odd to come out from his mouth. After the wound closed, he looked around to see familiar faces. The leader of the previous group he encountered, the rather beautiful lady accompanying him and another new person who he never met before, a young man with prosthetics for legs. How he had to use said prosthetics, he would rather not know but what he does know is that these people are friendly, evidently from them saving him from bleeding out. He sat up and looked around, still shocked anyone else is still alive. "I thank you humbly for your assistance, you all have saved my lives and I owe you all a great debt" He said attempting to stand up but being forced to sit down from the internal pain he faces. @Cheezeegriff @Jotnotes @Inkinhart @The Shy Fennec
  3. The Blex

    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Hey! I think I owe an explanation to you all. I may have forgot to tell people in this website that I went to holiday from june 16-26 and there was no internet access as the only connection I had to civilization was my phone. So sorry :(. I'm still unpacking my things and hopefully I'll get a post up!
  4. The Blex

    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Definitely will! Thanks for understanding 🙂
  5. The Blex

    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Ah shite that would be me! I'm so sorry, life's been in the way of things.
  6. The Blex

    Seven Blades OOC

    That's understandable :P
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    Seven Blades OOC

    @aesome Alrighty you're up!
  8. The Blex

    Seven Blades OOC

    I see, well @Zashiii ?
  9. The Blex

    Seven Blades OOC

    Alrighty, the only ones who haven't posted are Metty and Zashii, they're probably busy irl with something I reckon.
  10. The Blex

    Seven Blades OOC

    I see, that's a nice rule XD I don't know why but I didn't see this post nor get the notification for it. Either way, I really hope that someone posts today.
  11. The Blex

    The Seven Blades of Conviction

    Listening to the woman's briefing of the subject at hand, it was clear that the seven swords of conviction she refers to are the near-legendary seven swords of sin. He has researched about them, as is his duty to dwell into the research of every object, weapon and processes that can pose a threat to Valucre in its entirety. Listening to the mizukage's question, he responded by saying "I have heard of the seven swords of sins, although I only have heard rumours of their existence. It is my duty to catalogue every apocalyptic item, weapon or proceedings that can act as a threat to the entirety of Valucre, but I always have classified the blades under the 'Possibly fake' classification, I would never have guessed that it is real." in his deep British accent, admitting to the fact that he didn't know of their existence. He opens his briefcase and rummages through the piles and piles of files on it, through what seems a bottomless briefcase. Indeed, this was no ordinary briefcase, it was enchanted by a very powerful sorcerer to hold things over 500% of its apparent size, in a pocket dimension of sorts. He pulls out a black file labelled with the title '7 swords of sin/conviction' with 'Classification: I' below said title. Opening it and skimming through it, he closed it and said "Legends say that the sword of lust is as powerful as a succubus' kiss, that any living creature to touch the blade will descend into madness filled with uncontrollable and insatiable lust. Of course, this was only of rumours I have found, I have no clue of the true extent of its powers." He said. He continued by saying "The rest of the 6 blades are told to be equally as dangerous. I only know of the rumored locations of one of the blade, the blade of pride, but I never bothered wasting my time searching for it.". He slides the file across the table all the way to the lady he sits across before saying "If this individual is truly attempting to unite all the 7 swords, without the assistance of the major empires of Valucre, we cannot surely know of the locations of the swords. Unless you, or anyone in this room, does know of their location." He said, looking straight to the woman he is sitting across. He feels slightly uneasy with the woman who called them all here and he casts a slight suspicion over her. After all, it was odd how such a massive matter regarding the well-being of Valucre itself is being handed over to a measly 7 people, no matter how skilled or powerful they may be. He didn't trust this woman, then again he never does to nearly everyone he meets.
  12. The Blex

    More Important is the Journey OOC

    Yo @Inkinhart @Mickey Flash you haven't posted in a while, just thought I'd remind you XD Pretty quiet with only 4 people in the rp
  13. The Blex

    Seven Blades OOC

    Oh my! I'm very sorry for thinking that you were offline, it's just that your profile page says you haven't been on since 25th of may. Real life comes first, you shouldn't prioritize Valucre over problems beyond the screen, I hope you're doing fine irl with your problems :)
  14. The Blex

    Seven Blades OOC

    @aesome Should we wait for @Metty ? I mean he/she hasn't been on Valucre since 25th of may and the month has already changed. I think now that all but one has arrived and made their intro post, you should continue with the proceedings and all. Just speaking my mind out though, not saying that you should, just saying that I think we should XD
  15. The Blex

    The Seven Blades of Conviction

    It was not unusual for Alex to be called to world-threatening situations. His name was not widely known, he rarely even gets the credit and even if he did, it was only partial, but if there was a danger threatening a large population or even the entirety of Valucre, Alex is high on the list of people that a group, a government or an empire would call upon. This was no different, unfortunately. A madman or in this case, madwoman, decided to threaten all life in Valucre using what seems to be blades of some sort, magical he presumes. He was invited by an order, the disciples of the golden key if he was not mistaken, to Orisia of Genesaris. The ship that he was on was blown to kingdom come through explosives planted by a drug cartel that Alex was trying to disband before he was called. Luckily he identified an explosive was on the vessel and he abandoned ship through a liferaft. This means he had to paddle to Orisia which leads him to arrive quite late, unfortunately, something he very much hated. He carried a briefcase carried by the handle and his umbrella was hanging off his arm by the hook but surprisingly despite his previous small workout with the paddling, he seems to look like someone who just stepped out of a very nice shower and was dressed for dinner. No creases or wrinkles in his suit, his cravat fully tucked properly and his face freshly shaven. Looking up, he marvelled at the architecture put into this place, a shame for such beauty to be concealed in a rather remote place. The massive steel door opened to hallways decorated intricately, leading up to a meeting room. He entered the room and too much of his delight, he wasn't that much late as only three other people had arrived. A woman in clothing reminiscent of the Shinobi clan was asking permission to sit beside a beautiful lady with very formal attire and a man, presumably a warrior of an order was also announcing his presence. Although he would've preferred if he had arrived first, he'll take what he can get. "Evening, ladies and gents. Pardon my delayed arrival, an old friend greeted me while I was on my journey here and it would've been rude if I was to leave without a conversation" He said, lying about what happened to keep up with his formal demeanour. He sat down on a chair which was directly opposite of the rather well-dressed lady with the pink hair, the person who he assumed was in charge. "If I might ask, how many other people are we waiting for?" he spoke with a thick British accent as he set down his briefcase on the table and hung his umbrella by the chair.
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