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Post by littlewing on Aug 8, 2013 11:27:02 GMT -6
THE RISE OF SAINT AGGIE'S
Magnus heard a sound behind him he turned his head, it was wool, he gave a nod of his head indicating it was time to change shifts.As he neared the guard post his mind began to wander.There were whispers around saint Aggie's that they were going to cut all ties with the pure ones, that saint Aggie's was stronger now than ever, that the pure ones needed the moon-blinked owlets if not they would collapse.
(OOC:I just started this story, its mi first, please anyone that wants can join the story i need help and i would appreciate it so much)
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Post by Gabjas on Aug 8, 2013 18:29:16 GMT -6
Claudius strolled the cavernous hallways of St. Aggies, a prideful smile gracing his beak as he surveyed his precious workers. He passed two pit guardians changing shifts and nodded his head in greeting before continuing passed them.
There had been rumors flitting between beaks and ears - rumors of a plan. A devious and intelligent plan. why, Claudius, being the second-in-command, had helped come up with it himself. Allies would be placed like pawns in a battle of superiority. In the end, the Pure Ones would fall and St. Aggie's would reclaim the glory that is rightfully theirs.
Why, it would be perfect. Everything he had dreamed of since he was a little owlet. No longer would he and his comrades cower in the shadow of their imbecilic empire. No, he would bring St. Aggies to power... to victory!
But for now, they were simply rumors. Rumors flitting between beak and ear.
Rumors of a devious plan.
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Post by littlewing on Aug 9, 2013 7:44:48 GMT -6
The following night at break-light, Magnus heard whispers at the dinning table.The rumors were spreading like wildfire, and a devious plan started concocting itself in Magus's mind, a plan to take advantage of this upcoming war to seize control of saint Aggie's and lead it to victory.He thought of who to tell his plan to.... Wool!!!!!!! yes he would be a valuable alli.Who else?
certainly not any of the high-ranking soldiers.
His mind began to drift. Who could have thought of this plan to overthrow the pure ones? definitely not that yonks Nymbus.......Claudius, of course !!! he had the power and the brains to pull this off. Magnus thought of how he could use this to his advantage, maybe he could befriend Claudius.
After break-light he tailed Claudius through the hallways into a chamber.There Claudius was sorting old files.When Claudius left he couldn't help but go in and snoop around.He found his file and to hiss horror his true past...........The owls didn't find him they stole him, they murdered his father, the moon scalding worked in suppressing these memory's, it was all coming back to him, the blood on their battle claws, the gash on one of their chests......Magnus felt anger and despair, they lied to him.He grabbed his battle mask and battle claws and headed for silvervail.
(OOC i thought this would make an interesting twist)
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Post by Rylan on Aug 10, 2013 0:12:49 GMT -6
(OOC: I think this shall help make it interesting...)
Iris flew through the air, her long wings smoothly beating at the air thermals. The light of the moon shone down on her silvery white wings, filling the air with stray moonbeams. She swooped and swerved, spiralling downwards and soaring upwards. In her mind Lilac's sweet music played softly, drifting lightly on the chill of the night's breeze. Iris felt phantom feathers brushing against her, her sister blossoms dancing through the air with her.
Suddenly from below, a battle gear clad owl crashed into her. She felt his battleclaws slice into her left wing. A gasp escaped her ruby stained beak as she felt the skin beneath her feathers part. She struggled to keep herself in the air as she watched the other owl spiral downwards. Gritting her beak and steeling her gizzard, she swooped down after him.
As the ground reached up to meet her, and she extended her enamelled talons. Flaring out her wings, she felt the other owl slipping from her grasp. She clutched tighter, scrambling to find a hold on him. Her talons caught on a ridge in his battle mask, and she clamped down hard. Flapping her wings rapidly, she slowly descended to the ground.
Iris gently lay the owl down, blushing beneath her painted feathers. As a blossom sister, she had not come into contact with a male owl this close, other than preforming. Iris self consciously ruffled her feathers, dislodging some white and silver glitter. Slowly, she opened her ruby red beak, and began to speak.
"Are you alright?"
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Post by littlewing on Aug 10, 2013 3:15:34 GMT -6
Magnus flew as fast as he could, all he knew was that he had to get as far away from that place as he could, his mind wandered to that fateful night.All else seemed not to mater, he went back in time to those blood covered masks when suddenly........he collided with another owl at full speed.He plummeted to the earth but was shocked to see the other owl try to rescue him......his mind screamed what his mouth could not "Just let me die!!!!!" he tried to shout, but now sound came from his beak.The owl grabbed him by the mask lowering him slowly to the ground, he was mesmerized by this owl, a perfect specimen, no battle scars, as everything began to blurr and he was slowly loosing consciousness he focused on this owl, it said something but he didn't hear what, then he fell a sleep.
(OOC: thanks this really helps oh and by the way hes not dead just unconscious)
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Post by Rylan on Aug 10, 2013 10:14:47 GMT -6
Iris's pale green eyes grew wide. She watched in horror as the other owl's eyes slowly blinked closed. "Don't die, please don't die," she pleaded. Iris looked around, wondering where she could find help for this poor little owl. Looming from an expanse of burnt orange cliffs, she saw the opening of a cave.
Iris started towards it, but stopped in mid flight. "What will I do? Do I leave this little owl to find help? Do I fly to that cave? What do I dooooooo???" she sobbed. Small trickles of powder streamed down her face, tickling her beak.
"Help!" she cried. "Help me!" She flew back to the little owl, nervously wringing her talons. "What do I do?" she asked again. Iris looked around, then decided to try the cave. Little did she know she was about to encounter another male owl.
A male fish owl.
(OOC: Iris is a bit of a drama queen, and I wasn't really into this post. I'll make a better one next time)
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Post by Gabjas on Aug 10, 2013 11:06:13 GMT -6
(OOC: Um, there isn't a bio for Iris.)
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Post by littlewing on Aug 10, 2013 11:27:54 GMT -6
Magnus woke to the frantic screaming of that barn owl who saved him.He saw it fly to a cave.....an entrance to saint Aggie's!!!!!, he couldn't move, his wing has broken and a dislocated leg, his thoughts raced she would tell them where he was...they'd find him and drag him back to that place, there they would.......kill him!!!!!!. The thought of it made him go yeep but there was nothing he could do.
With his good wing he flipped himself on to his stomach and tried to drag himself away but theres no way he could get away in time, he was as good as dead, he flipped himself back over on to his back and stared at the moon, he closed his eyes and images of his his fathers death flooded through him, his eyes opened with a start he had to get his revenge he had to survive.....but how, if only he could get away, but he couldn't so the least he could do, for his father, was die fighting.This wasn't his style, though he was strong he'd rather come up with a plan, but not this time.
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Post by Rylan on Aug 11, 2013 12:11:46 GMT -6
(OOC: Gabjas: I know Iris isn't a real character, but due to the fact I have absolutely no characters that could possibly be involved with St. Aggies (Though I shall create some in due time), I thought I would just make a Roryk for now. Remember Roryk? Akward turtle.) |
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Post by Gabjas on Aug 11, 2013 13:29:58 GMT -6
(OOC: Hmm... not sure if that's allowed. I'll think about it...)
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Post by Rylan on Aug 11, 2013 21:48:20 GMT -6
(OOC: Iris will only be used in this thread, just to help Littlewing out out with his first RP. She will be gone forever after this thread is done.)
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Post by Rylan on Aug 15, 2013 18:47:41 GMT -6
((OOC: Have you thought about it yet? I hate having to hold up Littlewing's first thread, and I hate being the cause of it. If it isn't allowed, I'll step out and not do it again. Littlewing will have to restart the thread, as it won't make much sense without Iris anymore.))
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Post by Gabjas on Aug 16, 2013 18:48:37 GMT -6
((OOC: Sorry! Hadn't realised you were actually waiting for my response. Go ahead, though it would have been much preferred if you'd made a bio first.)
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Post by Rylan on Aug 17, 2013 0:44:45 GMT -6
((OOC: I didnt make a bio because I knew Iris would only be for this thread. It wont happen again after this thread.))
Iris timidly stuck her head into the cave. "Hello?" she called, her voice high and thin with worry. "I need some help. An owl has been injured, and he needs help." she said. She nervously waited for a response.
Not getting one, she took another few steps into the cave mouth. "Hello?" she called again. She nervously tapped her talons on ghe stone floor, emitting faint clicks. She spun around, and saw a wizened old fish owl.
"There's an owl," she blurted out. "He's hurt, there was a crash, he's not moving..... Help!" she cried.
((OOC: Not in a creative mood right now and very tired. Sorry guys.))
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Post by Gabjas on Aug 18, 2013 21:29:47 GMT -6
Claudius
His daily stroll couldn't have been more uneventful. It seemed that such was the life of a St. Aggies' owl these days, ever since the constant warring with Pure Ones and Guardians alike ended.
Only the occasional tiff with a passerby caused any excitement in this isolated old canyon. Otherwise, the workers worked and the head owls took care of the higher functions. All was well and peaceful.
Claudius found this insanely boring.
As if it were a gift from Glaumora, a cry rung out. "Hello?!" He turned his neck to see an owl, a female, frantically calling for assistance. An owl had taken a fall. He bowed his head in a very brief greeting and surged to her side with a speed that was unexpected from an owl his age.
"Show me the way."
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