(08-26-2016, 10:33 AM)achroma Wrote:

(08-26-2016, 02:16 AM)Dipdoo Wrote: Jim finished up the fourth carving, a beautifully crafted spear made to match the Floran, he set that one down just next to the beast, Completely immersed in his work.

Jim moved on to the third log and began carving a set piece larger than the others, his smile turned into a concerned frown, his eyebrows pulling together.
He worked through this one slower than the others, switching from one knife to another after just a few strokes each. It looked to be a homey log cabin, the inside of it slowly taking shape, every now and then Jim would stop to observe his work before whittling away more wood. Any keen observers would be able to see a main room with two large chairs, what appeared to be a leather floor mat and fireplace.

 The kinetic takes a seat near by and watches Jim diligently carve away at the log, carefully looking at the quaint details.

(08-28-2016, 05:43 AM)Dipdoo Wrote:

(08-26-2016, 10:33 AM)achroma Wrote:  The kinetic takes a seat near by and watches Jim diligently carve away at the log, carefully looking at the quaint details.

Jim 'grained' (fleshed ) out the details of the main room, now showing a grand fire-pit cornered by the two large chairs now decorated in furs and leathers, the rug revealed to be what looks like a bear's skin. The next room to take shape was the bedroom, Jim carved curving patterns into what looked like plaques just next to the modest bed that took up the far end of the room. One of the symbols looked like a signature, the other was a Celtic cross. The far corner not taken up by the main room or the bedroom was left as wood encased by the log pattern carved on the outside of the little house.

*Jim stood with a smile and examined his work for a moment, turning the little house in his hands. Jim then noticed the Kineptic sitting nearby and crouched down, saying,*
"Hello! Do you like it?" *Offering the wooden house over*

(08-28-2016, 06:42 AM)Rahizel Wrote:

(08-28-2016, 05:43 AM)Dipdoo Wrote: Jim 'grained' (fleshed ) out the details of the main room, now showing a grand fire-pit cornered by the two large chairs now decorated in furs and leathers, the rug revealed to be what looks like a bear's skin. The next room to take shape was the bedroom, Jim carved curving patterns into what looked like plaques just next to the modest bed that took up the far end of the room. One of the symbols looked like a signature, the other was a Celtic cross. The far corner not taken up by the main room or the bedroom was left as wood encased by the log pattern carved on the outside of the little house.

*Jim stood with a smile and examined his work for a moment, turning the little house in his hands. Jim then noticed the Kineptic sitting nearby and crouched down, saying,*
"Hello! Do you like it?" *Offering the wooden house over*

// okay how the frick do you expect to whittle an actual miniature house? Especially if it has an interior...

(08-28-2016, 05:43 AM)Dipdoo Wrote:

(08-26-2016, 10:33 AM)achroma Wrote:  The kinetic takes a seat near by and watches Jim diligently carve away at the log, carefully looking at the quaint details.

Jim 'grained' (fleshed :P) out the details of the main room, now showing a grand fire-pit cornered by the two large chairs now decorated in furs and leathers, the rug revealed to be what looks like a bear's skin. The next room to take shape was the bedroom, Jim carved curving patterns into what looked like plaques just next to the modest bed that took up the far end of the room. One of the symbols looked like a signature, the other was a Celtic cross. The far corner not taken up by the main room or the bedroom was left as wood encased by the log pattern carved on the outside of the little house.

*Jim stood with a smile and examined his work for a moment, turning the little house in his hands. Jim then noticed the Kineptic sitting nearby and crouched down, saying,*
"Hello! Do you like it?" *Offering the wooden house over*

(08-23-2016, 04:46 PM)achroma Wrote: "Let's get started then. Which one to choose..."
The mayor grabs his weapon out of the ground and rushes towards one of the constructs.
"You there, with the whip, it's your lucky day!"

(08-24-2016, 02:07 AM)OdinYggd Wrote: "You make this look easy." Danu smiles, charging forward with her shield out and her sword ready to strike. She attempts to bash the one nearest to her with the shield, before following up with her sword making a J-shaped sweep to avoid its defenses and make sure her blade would rip into it.

(08-25-2016, 12:37 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *one of these "constructs" with the severe misfortune of being separated from the group and out of sight is seen lifted by the head off the ground by a very angular and bare anatomy synthetic 3 clawed hand extending from a shroud of stormy fog. As the claws dig in the construct is made to tremble as the purple glow is drained from it over the next 10 seconds, until it crumbles into the dust it was formed from.*
Such, pure... power
*the hand retreats into the small stormy cloud which also disappears after a moment*

(08-25-2016, 05:58 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: A distracting crackle of energy mars the sound of early battle as another construct suddenly shows itself just outside Umbra's vision to his left.  The short form of a blue glow[/color] eyed avali bursting into sight from nothing.  It does not make any actions, staring straight forwards, no purple crystals mar it's form, only milky white shards of rounded opal, though they each resonate the purple energy. It stands there soundlessly.

(The remnant wouldn't expect this curious happening.)

(08-30-2016, 05:33 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(08-23-2016, 04:46 PM)achroma Wrote: "Let's get started then. Which one to choose..."
The mayor grabs his weapon out of the ground and rushes towards one of the constructs.
"You there, with the whip, it's your lucky day!"

The construct cracks its whip, then... Well, whips it towards mayor guy.

(08-24-2016, 02:07 AM)OdinYggd Wrote: "You make this look easy." Danu smiles, charging forward with her shield out and her sword ready to strike. She attempts to bash the one nearest to her with the shield, before following up with her sword making a J-shaped sweep to avoid its defenses and make sure her blade would rip into it.

The construct gets stunned by the initial bash, and is then cleaved in half by her light blade.
A nearby clawed one focuses its attention on Danu, lunging toward her only to get intercepted by a glaive strike from Umbra.
"They're fairly weak, but keep in mind that there's power in numbers."

(08-25-2016, 12:37 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *one of these "constructs" with the severe misfortune of being separated from the group and out of sight is seen lifted by the head off the ground by a very angular and bare anatomy synthetic 3 clawed hand extending from a shroud of stormy fog. As the claws dig in the construct is made to tremble as the purple glow is drained from it over the next 10 seconds, until it crumbles into the dust it was formed from.*
Such, pure... power
*the hand retreats into the small stormy cloud which also disappears after a moment*

Mad whispers would bombard the being's mind as the construct's life force was stolen; directionless, topicless, and overall maddening and disorienting. Each voice is different and speaks of many things, but a few stand out among the rest...
Help! I can't break free!
As soon as the siphoning is complete, however, the whispers would disappear.

(08-25-2016, 05:58 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: A distracting crackle of energy mars the sound of early battle as another construct suddenly shows itself just outside Umbra's vision to his left.  The short form of a blue glow[/color] eyed avali bursting into sight from nothing.  It does not make any actions, staring straight forwards, no purple crystals mar it's form, only milky white shards of rounded opal, though they each resonate the purple energy. It stands there soundlessly.

(The remnant wouldn't expect this curious happening.)

// No, he wouldn't. Neither did I.
One of the sworded constructs notices the newcomer and gains a voice.
W͠e̶l͝l, w͝ȩlĺ..҉.̧ ͜Wh͘a̡t ͘h̵a̛ve ̧we ͏he̷rę? ͜A͏ ẃeak m͞o̴c͝ker̷y?"́ It poises its blade for a fight.

The patches of unknown purple energy that appeared on the ground rupture into full-on blasts, but don't break the ground. Nobody was unlucky enough to be standing in one when they ruptured, but a few of the constructs weren't so fortunate, disintegrating almost instantly when caught in the blasts.
A few more 'patches' appear on the ground. It appears the 'head' of this fight is channeling them.
More constructs appear on the scene to replace the fallen; there are now 8 constructs, half armed with blades and the other half clawed.
"̴Hu̠͢ŕ̝̙r͔̝̜y̪̖̗͖͓͢ ̡͇͚͈͚͉̗̣u̝͖p̛̟͚̱̫͍ ͚̣͉͕̜ͅa͚̙̟̳̥n͈d͈͈͕̦ ҉̙̖̱̼͍ͅd̯̜͓i͕͓̯͕̫̬͠ͅe̮̻̬͍͔͞ ͓̣͚̗̠͉͔a̴̱͖͙̳̟̩͓l͖̱͕̘͙r̘̩͘ḙ̰̯̹͎̯a̛d͈͉̱̖͔́y҉̭̠!̪̠ ̦̗͜Į͔̳̪̳͙͉ ̞̙̩̭͢w̙̯̙i͖͜l̟l̹͕͕̰̠̫̺̀ ͎̮̲̀n̮̼̮̤͇͍̹͢o̺͍͙͈͔̪͜t͖͎͇̺̪͈ͅ ͇̦w̼a̗̠̺̯͇s͚͇̼̟̫t͍̘̭͚̙̲̘̀e͔̟̦͕̠͜ ̜̠̬̝̳̳̻͞m̘͠y̷̰̝̣̠̠̻͍ ͍͟a̠̻r̙̳̱m̘͕̕y̻̰̣͚̼̼͓͜ ̧̯̳͉̙͈̲͈o̡̭̼͍̮̼͓n͉̥̮ ͡a̟͖͡ ̞̰͖s̻̟̜̭̀k͏̬͍͈͖͎ir̭̣͉͞m̼͔̲̣̦i̥s̛̥̣̺̹͎h҉̱̜̖!͏͉̬"҉̞
It hangs back, overseeing the fight.

(08-29-2016, 12:24 AM)achroma Wrote:

(08-28-2016, 05:43 AM)Dipdoo Wrote: Jim 'grained' (fleshed ) out the details of the main room, now showing a grand fire-pit cornered by the two large chairs now decorated in furs and leathers, the rug revealed to be what looks like a bear's skin. The next room to take shape was the bedroom, Jim carved curving patterns into what looked like plaques just next to the modest bed that took up the far end of the room. One of the symbols looked like a signature, the other was a Celtic cross. The far corner not taken up by the main room or the bedroom was left as wood encased by the log pattern carved on the outside of the little house.

*Jim stood with a smile and examined his work for a moment, turning the little house in his hands. Jim then noticed the Kineptic sitting nearby and crouched down, saying,*
"Hello! Do you like it?" *Offering the wooden house over*

"Ah yes, I would. The deatil of this present cabin is just extrodanary. Where did you learn to carve like that?"

(08-30-2016, 05:33 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(08-23-2016, 04:46 PM)achroma Wrote: "Let's get started then. Which one to choose..."
The mayor grabs his weapon out of the ground and rushes towards one of the constructs.
"You there, with the whip, it's your lucky day!"

The construct cracks its whip, then... Well, whips it towards mayor guy.

(08-24-2016, 02:07 AM)OdinYggd Wrote: "You make this look easy." Danu smiles, charging forward with her shield out and her sword ready to strike. She attempts to bash the one nearest to her with the shield, before following up with her sword making a J-shaped sweep to avoid its defenses and make sure her blade would rip into it.

The construct gets stunned by the initial bash, and is then cleaved in half by her light blade.
A nearby clawed one focuses its attention on Danu, lunging toward her only to get intercepted by a glaive strike from Umbra.
"They're fairly weak, but keep in mind that there's power in numbers."

(08-25-2016, 12:37 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *one of these "constructs" with the severe misfortune of being separated from the group and out of sight is seen lifted by the head off the ground by a very angular and bare anatomy synthetic 3 clawed hand extending from a shroud of stormy fog. As the claws dig in the construct is made to tremble as the purple glow is drained from it over the next 10 seconds, until it crumbles into the dust it was formed from.*
Such, pure... power
*the hand retreats into the small stormy cloud which also disappears after a moment*

Mad whispers would bombard the being's mind as the construct's life force was stolen; directionless, topicless, and overall maddening and disorienting. Each voice is different and speaks of many things, but a few stand out among the rest...
Help! I can't break free!
As soon as the siphoning is complete, however, the whispers would disappear.

(08-25-2016, 05:58 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: A distracting crackle of energy mars the sound of early battle as another construct suddenly shows itself just outside Umbra's vision to his left.  The short form of a blue glow[/color] eyed avali bursting into sight from nothing.  It does not make any actions, staring straight forwards, no purple crystals mar it's form, only milky white shards of rounded opal, though they each resonate the purple energy.  It stands there soundlessly.

(The remnant wouldn't expect this curious happening.)

// No, he wouldn't. Neither did I.
One of the sworded constructs notices the newcomer and gains a voice.
W͠e̶l͝l, w͝ȩlĺ..҉.̧ ͜Wh͘a̡t ͘h̵a̛ve ̧we ͏he̷rę? ͜A͏ ẃeak m͞o̴c͝ker̷y?"́ It poises its blade for a fight.

The patches of unknown purple energy that appeared on the ground rupture into full-on blasts, but don't break the ground. Nobody was unlucky enough to be standing in one when they ruptured, but a few of the constructs weren't so fortunate, disintegrating almost instantly when caught in the blasts.
A few more 'patches' appear on the ground. It appears the 'head' of this fight is channeling them.
More constructs appear on the scene to replace the fallen; there are now 8 constructs, half armed with blades and the other half clawed.
"̴Hu̠͢ŕ̝̙r͔̝̜y̪̖̗͖͓͢ ̡͇͚͈͚͉̗̣u̝͖p̛̟͚̱̫͍ ͚̣͉͕̜ͅa͚̙̟̳̥n͈d͈͈͕̦ ҉̙̖̱̼͍ͅd̯̜͓i͕͓̯͕̫̬͠ͅe̮̻̬͍͔͞ ͓̣͚̗̠͉͔a̴̱͖͙̳̟̩͓l͖̱͕̘͙r̘̩͘ḙ̰̯̹͎̯a̛d͈͉̱̖͔́y҉̭̠!̪̠ ̦̗͜Į͔̳̪̳͙͉ ̞̙̩̭͢w̙̯̙i͖͜l̟l̹͕͕̰̠̫̺̀ ͎̮̲̀n̮̼̮̤͇͍̹͢o̺͍͙͈͔̪͜t͖͎͇̺̪͈ͅ ͇̦w̼a̗̠̺̯͇s͚͇̼̟̫t͍̘̭͚̙̲̘̀e͔̟̦͕̠͜ ̜̠̬̝̳̳̻͞m̘͠y̷̰̝̣̠̠̻͍ ͍͟a̠̻r̙̳̱m̘͕̕y̻̰̣͚̼̼͓͜ ̧̯̳͉̙͈̲͈o̡̭̼͍̮̼͓n͉̥̮ ͡a̟͖͡ ̞̰͖s̻̟̜̭̀k͏̬͍͈͖͎ir̭̣͉͞m̼͔̲̣̦i̥s̛̥̣̺̹͎h҉̱̜̖!͏͉̬"҉̞
It hangs back, overseeing the fight.

(08-30-2016, 11:39 PM)Dipdoo Wrote:

(08-29-2016, 12:24 AM)achroma Wrote: "Ah yes, I would. The deatil of this present cabin is just extrodanary. Where did you learn to carve like that?"

"Years of practice from when I started as a little lad. My mother taught me how to carve and my father taught me how to chop!" *Jim beamed, his scruffy face plastered with a child's smile*
"You can keep it if you'd like. Not many people show interest in my wee figures, but I like making them too much to stop."

(08-30-2016, 05:33 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(08-24-2016, 02:07 AM)OdinYggd Wrote: "You make this look easy." Danu smiles, charging forward with her shield out and her sword ready to strike. She attempts to bash the one nearest to her with the shield, before following up with her sword making a J-shaped sweep to avoid its defenses and make sure her blade would rip into it.

The construct gets stunned by the initial bash, and is then cleaved in half by her light blade.
A nearby clawed one focuses its attention on Danu, lunging toward her only to get intercepted by a glaive strike from Umbra.
"They're fairly weak, but keep in mind that there's power in numbers."

(08-30-2016, 05:33 PM)Umbra Wrote: One of the sworded constructs notices the newcomer and gains a voice.
W͠e̶l͝l, w͝ȩlĺ..҉.̧ ͜Wh͘a̡t ͘h̵a̛ve ̧we ͏he̷rę? ͜A͏ ẃeak m͞o̴c͝ker̷y?"́ It poises its blade for a fight.

The patches of unknown purple energy that appeared on the ground rupture into full-on blasts, but don't break the ground. Nobody was unlucky enough to be standing in one when they ruptured, but a few of the constructs weren't so fortunate, disintegrating almost instantly when caught in the blasts.
A few more 'patches' appear on the ground. It appears the 'head' of this fight is channeling them.
More constructs appear on the scene to replace the fallen; there are now 8 constructs, half armed with blades and the other half clawed.
"̴Hu̠͢ŕ̝̙r͔̝̜y̪̖̗͖͓͢ ̡͇͚͈͚͉̗̣u̝͖p̛̟͚̱̫͍ ͚̣͉͕̜ͅa͚̙̟̳̥n͈d͈͈͕̦ ҉̙̖̱̼͍ͅd̯̜͓i͕͓̯͕̫̬͠ͅe̮̻̬͍͔͞ ͓̣͚̗̠͉͔a̴̱͖͙̳̟̩͓l͖̱͕̘͙r̘̩͘ḙ̰̯̹͎̯a̛d͈͉̱̖͔́y҉̭̠!̪̠ ̦̗͜Į͔̳̪̳͙͉ ̞̙̩̭͢w̙̯̙i͖͜l̟l̹͕͕̰̠̫̺̀ ͎̮̲̀n̮̼̮̤͇͍̹͢o̺͍͙͈͔̪͜t͖͎͇̺̪͈ͅ ͇̦w̼a̗̠̺̯͇s͚͇̼̟̫t͍̘̭͚̙̲̘̀e͔̟̦͕̠͜ ̜̠̬̝̳̳̻͞m̘͠y̷̰̝̣̠̠̻͍ ͍͟a̠̻r̙̳̱m̘͕̕y̻̰̣͚̼̼͓͜ ̧̯̳͉̙͈̲͈o̡̭̼͍̮̼͓n͉̥̮ ͡a̟͖͡ ̞̰͖s̻̟̜̭̀k͏̬͍͈͖͎ir̭̣͉͞m̼͔̲̣̦i̥s̛̥̣̺̹͎h҉̱̜̖!͏͉̬"҉̞
It hangs back, overseeing the fight.