Elements RPG! Part 4

[$$$man]

Mammon should steal powers. Literally, the opponent is temporarily unable to use them.

Strange, I was thinking of the same thing when I wrote that post. Are you psychic?

Yeah, that works. Massive energy drain field similar to Jonathan's zone of darkness. But what does Mammon look like physically?

Have him look like The person hes copying literally stealing their identity.

[Purity_Riot]

I'm not sure about his looks, but I think that Beelzebub should look like  skinned man, who eats his own flesh as it grows back.

[Bloodshadow]

Have him look like The person hes copying literally stealing their identity.

Mammon does not have the ability to mimic others, because he is not Envy. And he can't steal abilities, he steals energies; he can only steal someone's ability if he absorbs a part of that person into himself. Perhaps Leviathan would be able to copy others (yes, I'm thinking of Envy in Fullmetal Alchemist; he also turns into a snake/dragon in that movie or something).

I'm not sure about his looks, but I think that Beelzebub should look like  skinned man, who eats his own flesh as it grows back.

Literally "Beelzebub" means "Lord of the Flies" (yes, I've read the book); to make it sound cooler I changed it to Lord of Vermins. I think he should be an insectoid creature, maybe with the ability to generate Darkness Scarab-eqsue creatures to devour opponents.

[ddevans96]

Tell Wardead he can have his spot back, I was told I'm not wanted here through a PM, so I won't participate in something as big as this. Sorry if I let you all down...

[$$$man]

Tell Wardead he can have his spot back, I was told I'm not wanted here through a PM, so I won't participate in something as big as this. Sorry if I let you all down...

By who?

[Bloodshadow]

Tell Wardead he can have his spot back, I was told I'm not wanted here through a PM, so I won't participate in something as big as this. Sorry if I let you all down...

 

Dude, seriously?! Someone PM'd you to kick you out of this game?!

No, stay. I don't see why you can't participate in this.

[$$$man]

Ddevns can u plz change your quote to my current edit its screwing with my comp.

[Glitch]

Xanriel

He was shocked. A living elf. Even more impressive, the spell of the Cells had been lifted. He felt some of the warmth return to his body. He licked his lips. At one point he must have bit them talking to himself, because he could taste blood on them, and winced in pain. His whole body ached and was bruised all over. He must have fallen or run into something trying to move, and had just never noticed. A quick inspection of his body revealed he had broken a bone in his wing. This was not however, the time to worry about his own wounds. He looked the elf over. His initial distaste past, he looked at him intently.
"Xanriel? The Staff of the Elves? I'm afraid I can't help you friend. I'm not sure who you're talking about, or what this Staff of yours is. I'm not even sure how long I've been in these Cells."
The angel's mood began to turn sour again, as he realized he wasn't even sure who he himself was. The one thing he was certain of was that this elf was not the other man who had been in his Cell, and that that man seemed to be gone.

"But mister Xanriel!" said Yüruk, "You have to know where the staff is!  I traveled so far to be here.  I traveled across the land of darkness, across the entropic plains, I flew to a magical city in the sky, all to find you.  Mister Xanriel, the angel of legend.  Fallen as a war criminal, reborn as the master of light, and with a shiny new sword to prove it.  But the question is, what did you do with that OLD sword?  That's what I'm looking for mister master sir.  And if you don't have it... then... then I don't know.  I don't even know why I want it...."

Yüruk sat down against the wall of the cell and sighed.  "I miss darloff.  He'd know what to do.  It's just... everyone expects me to be some evil monster who destroys everything, and I'm not.  Everyone talks to me like someone I'm not.  But you don't know what that's like..."

Yüruk stood up again.

"Well, if you don't have it, I got myself thrown in prison for nothing.  I guess this is goodbye then.  I'm escaping, tonight, on a pegasus.  Or at least that's the plan.  If you want to come with me, you seem nice enough.  And maybe you can help me find that staff after all."

With an optimistic smile, Yüruk sat by a sunny patch on the ground and waited.  Darloff would be there soon.

[Purity_Riot]

"Trust me," he said to the man, "You won't be escaping from here. Not if you don't want a score of angels on your tail. You'd be dead within seconds of trying to leave. The angels won't stand for it. More importantly, there's no way out of here except through the Gates of Dusk, and they won't be opening them for a prisoner, especially after having escaped your Cell some how."

"Now, for the last time, I have no clue who this Xanriel person is. You say he's the Master of Light? What would he be doing in a cell. You'd probably find him in Miracle's Villa."

The man gave up trying to understand this stranger and walked to the back of the cell, to the darkest corner possible, and sat himself down, closing his eyes, his hand sliding inside his pocket.

[Glitch]

"Well, I guess I'll head there next."

Yüruk took a small needle out from his pants, concentrated on it, and turned it into a small pile of dirt.  He then placed a seed inside, pushed the pile into the sunlight, and waited.

"You can take an Elf out of the woods..." he chuckled, watching the vernalt tree, known for it's extremely rapid growth, and it's photosynthesis.  Slowly, it's roots pierced the floor of the cell, sucking it's nutrients.

"ALRIGHT!" called a guard, "times up!"  He flipped a switch to turn the cell back on, but it wasn't receiving any quanta.  All the while, the tree got bigger.  Panicking, he flew off to sound the alarm.  But even as he closed the gate that was a border between planes, the tree saw it's increased source of light and it's roots flew through.  When the gate closed, the severed roots created a new tree on the other side.

"And now Darloff knows how to find us," said Yüruk with a smile.

[Purity_Riot]

there is no 'roof' your in an alternate dimension. A sub plane within heaven.

[Glitch]

Son of a....

Edit time.