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Post by demonfire on Aug 17, 2007 18:45:25 GMT -5
"I realize that this may seem like a 'crazy' idea, but you realize that this whole situation could have been averted if you had just said that you aren't one of 'them' in the first place," Brandon said after he had been so violently thrown by Rhyme. "And what's the big deal, it seemed like you were practicing on some lifeless objects, and then you got some real-battle practice. I'm really not seeing a problem here, especially because you won," he said. It was strange how Brandon was utterly crazy, and still he got bursts of rationality now and then.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Aug 17, 2007 21:07:59 GMT -5
“Wouldn’t you ask first if I was some sort of apparition caused by some chemical imbalance within your mind? And those lifeless things are just wire meshes of magic, very handy for the first time I ever used a song. You are lucky I wasn’t do a pure songspell, or you could have found yourself as something completely different or in a different plane of existence. What you saw was a weaker version of my power, a battle song. And I got a problem with this since I attacked a student for no reason! And the same goes for you! You attacked me for no reason!”
As Rhyme all said this he stalked toward the boy, his foot steps coming down hard and leaving a small scorch mark from pure energy. As a bard, he was very emotional, since Bards are the purest example of showman. And as a mage, his emotion fueled his power, which made a very bad combination for anyone who pissed him off.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 17, 2007 21:17:51 GMT -5
"Well, I had no idea that this academy was as closed minded as the rest of the world, and I already told you why I attacked you, I had reason to believe you were one of 'them'!" Brandon said, getting a wee bit scared of this strange lad. "If you do try to attack me, I can assure you that you would regret it. If a small group of goblins could that, what do you think an army could do?" he asked. If he did attack again, he would have to resort to that, and the swiftness of it would probably be too fast for the lad to cast any songspell. Goblins are indeed a nifty summon, especially when the summoner really needs them. But of course, he would be knocked out, but at least he would get away virtually unscathed from the crazy kid. You had to sing for your supper...
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Aug 17, 2007 21:24:25 GMT -5
Rhyme’s eyes turned a burning flaming red as he started at the stupid kid. He was really pissed off. And the whole school would probably here what was going to happen next. He was just happy he wasn’t facing the school or he would break some windows.
“I don’t care about you and your stupid goblins. Just get out of here.”
Then, he opened his mouth wide and yelled with a banshee level scream.
“I SAID GET OUT!!!!!”
The scream came out so loud that the sound waves were so condensed they became visible. People from all around would have heard that scream and all of the wildlife within a half mile around ran for the hills.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 17, 2007 21:29:07 GMT -5
As the scream went on, he dug his staff into the earth, and held on for dear life while it went on even though he was forced off and was crushed into a tree. "Didn't your parents ever tell you that yelling at strangers is very rude?" he asked, seemingly not phased by the scream, although he was quite shaken up inside. "Anyway, putting everything else behind us and offering an apology for not asking if you were one of 'them' before attacking, I would like to say...Hi! I'm Brandon Salvatore, what is your name?" he asked, trying to clean off the slate after getting off on the wrong foot. He just hoped the boy didn't scream again, that really hurt his ears.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Aug 18, 2007 19:04:14 GMT -5
Rhyme shook his head quickly for a moment as he coughed lightly to get his vocal chords back in line. That felt really good to get all that energy out of him and from it, his eyes went back to a calm purple color. He would have a really sore throat and horse voice the next day though.
“Um...I’m Rhyme Entreri....nice....to meet you....”
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Post by demonfire on Aug 20, 2007 8:07:08 GMT -5
"So, exactly what are you? Not like human, elf garble, like what can you do? I'm a Summoning Extraordinare! Need any help around the house? Putting away dishes? Sweeping the porch? Nothing is a task for me and my House Goblins!" Brandon said, it sounding more like a sales-pitch than an actual introduction of skills. He put his hands on his hips and struck a superman-like pose, with his face facing towards the left, tilted up. "Do you need a Hall after that last screech?" he said, "I think I have one around here somewhere...AH! Here it is!" he said as he was patting down his pockets, and finally came up with the sweet relief, and then Brandon held it out to Rhyme, "Need it?"
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Aug 20, 2007 12:06:36 GMT -5
Rhyme gave the little piece of candy an odd and sickening look. He would like a Hall...but not enough to take it from Brandon. Who knows what it could have been through...and he wasn’t going to be putting it in his mouth.
“Um...I’m fine. And I’m a Songcaster, half bard, half mage, got powers that neither of them do, and can barely do the most basic stuff they can do. Bard‘s can‘t manipulate other peoples music like I can, but I can‘t play an instrument to save my life. And that screech is my trademark move. No bards can manipulate their voices as far as I can, if they can change it at all, and mages can‘t even get close to delivering that much damage with just their normal body.”
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Post by demonfire on Aug 20, 2007 12:33:30 GMT -5
"Oh, well, I guess you are one of a kind!" he said still stuck in his pose. "And I, can control the House Goblins! Any old house has got them! And I guess my signature move would be to summon an army of the critters!" Brandon said, now out of his super pose and put the Hall back into his pocket where he found it. "Those are some real nifty creatures! They can do a lot, even more in a group, which you got a taste of," he said, "Just got to know how to use them, although, most don't have a high pain tolerance, except for Shed, the crazy one."
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Aug 20, 2007 15:34:24 GMT -5
“Hmm...very good to know. Which means next time, all I have to do is send out a wide sweeping blast of sound and all but your shed goblins will disappear. Even then.” he said pausing, changing his vocal chords. “I wonder what they would do if there were two of your voice.” he said, having the exact same voice as Brandon.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 20, 2007 20:46:33 GMT -5
"How'd you do that?" he said completely ignoring what he said, more focused on how he said it. "Oh well, I've wasted too much time here already!" Brandon said growing a crazy grin on his face. "I just wish that I had too much time on my hands!" he uttered as he merrily, and crazily skipped out of the clearing, plopping the Hall into his mouth. He randomly broke out into 'Too Much Time On My Hands' by Styx, in a voice that would probably bring a tear to Rhyme's eye, not because it was good mind you, more like the opposite, the total opposite.
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