COR Specialty Posts

[Anonymous]

From:  Ryllos Metallium (MKRYDER)  Jan-19 12:42 pm  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  (1000 of 5000)  

Meanwhile, a ship popped into existance in the dark night sky.

"Well, we made it. I'm going to go mosh with H3XoR..."
           
Then, the gothish person faded, leaving Ryder and the cute girl alone on the bridge.
           
"One shot, I could eliminate them all... Then I could go back and have some more fun with my dear sister and crew."

Ryder said while standing up, but the cute hologram started to whine.

"You can't do that! FL-san said to bring back a souvenier. Which means you can't Dragon Slayer the whole place down..."  

"AWW!! I've been so wanting to use that recently! Oh well... bring up data on the targets we're to take out, plus potential allies."
           
"YES SIR!"
           
And in front of Ryder stood the picture a giant castle... made entirely of crystal...

"So... this is Crystal Tokyo... Should be fun!"

1000 posts! woohoo! And to think! We've done this in less than a month!!!

[Anonymous]

From:  Bean Bandit (EVAKNIGHT)  Jan-27 11:06 am  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  (1500 of 5000)  

IC:

Bean glared at his surroundings, the shattered remains of oak trees littering the small clearing he'd made.

He'd hoped that getting a little exercise would help relieve the mounting frustration he'd been feeling.

It hadn't.

He'd pummeled roughly a dozen large, sturdy trees into toothpicks, and now, he was, if anything, madder than when he started.

Why did he feel this way? Why was his brain constantly replaying Reiko's voice, saying 'Ramzour-sama'? His lips pulled back in a snarl.

One thing he had in common with his adopted sister, Ryoko, was that he had a great deal of difficulty managing his temper. He leaned heavily against one of the few remaining intact trees in the area and struggled to get his breathing under control.

'Soothing thoughts,' he told himself. '....Water...ocean...calm...blue...Reiko's hair...her smile...her voice...SAYING RAMZOUR-SAMA!

"AAAAAAARGH!"

Ramzour's face appeared on the tree in Bean's mind's eye. Snarling, Bean hauled back and hit the tree, as hard as he could manage, not notcing that his fist had begun to glow.

The tree exploded in a loud burst of sound and flaming wood chips.

Bean blinked, his frustrations shoved to the side as he looked at his fist.

"...That's never happened before..."


1500 posts in under a month... the fastest growing rpg ever to hit the fanfic forum....



ALL HAIL THE KNIGHTS WHO SAY COR.... THE ONE TRUE RPG ^_^

[Anonymous]

From:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  Jan-27 1:48 pm  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  (1531 of 5000)  

OOC:

This is just to gloat for us now taking the spot as the largest RPG on the delphi fanfic forum....

27 days people... and we surpassed All of them.... We crushed bleg....

Nailed the deleted story to the wall....

Left One week in paradise wimpering in our dust...

and now we kick Just Like Old Times in the head with a nuclear boot... and take over....

We are the Knights Who Say COR...
One True RPG of the Fanfic Forum....

And Now a bit of gratioutious gloating at how big a success this rpg has been and will continue to be... for the trip to being the first 10000 post rpg to be held in this forum.... heck the first 10000 post anything in this topic... every one of them on the rpg from here on out... spammers to die... all things around the world... ^_^

Never Underestimate Our RPG'ing Power....

IC:

And in his entertainment room... his two bunnies at his side... a glass of the world's finest root beer in hand... Dracos sat and watched an old movie... a campfire burning with children around....

and a song played....

"I've paid my dues... time after time... I've done my sentence..But committed no crime."

"And bad mistakes... I've made a few... I've had my shellsand kicked in my face...but I've come through. And we need to go on and ON AND ON..."

"We are the champions my friends. And we'll keep on fighting till the end. We are the Champions...We are the Champions... No time for losers...'Cause WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS....OF THE WORLD!"

[Anonymous]

From:  Cleric of the Ice Angel (SHUKUEN)  Feb-4 7:24 pm  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  (2000 of 5000)  

OOC: The scene freezes and a young man steps onto a stage with a microphone in hand. He clears his throat and then speaks.

"Attention les deux mille postes!" he yells gesturing to the topic. 'Beware the 2000 posts!'

"Pour nous sommes les Chevaliers! Les Chevaliers Qui Disons Cor! Nous sommes les gagneurs!" 'For we are the Knights! The Knights Who Say Cor! We are the champions!'

"Rapellerez les Chavaliers!" he then raised his fist dramatically. 'Remember the Knights!'

Bowing, the young man leaves, as the scene continues.

IC: Fuu gulped at the power of Kenryu's attack. "Incredible... the stories about this school are all true..."

[Anonymous]

From:  OLGUIN  Feb-24 2:48 pm  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  (3000 of 5000)  

OOC: *clears his throat* I feel the need to pay my own tribute to the recent events that have forced many to leave our forum, appropriately called the 'Delphi Civil War'.

So...without further ado...

*Walks off stage, a few moments later the curtain that was behind him is raised, revealing a single marine whose carrying a trumphet, with a giant screen behind him.*

Slowly he begin to play the National Anthem on the trumphet.

Names begin to scroll down the screen as the Anthem continues.

Corwin
Durandall
Dracos
KP
Long
Rezantis

With a final, haunting note the marine walks off stage.

*Olguin walks back on stage*

Never let the evil that is plagiarism be forgotten, nor forgived. It has caused many of our fellow forum goers to leave the fanfiction world. I sincerely hope it's stopped one day...we now return you to the rpg...

*Lights are cut off, sending everything into pitch darkness*

[Anonymous]

From:  Ryder A. Hakubi (MKRYDER)  Feb-24 3:32 pm  
To:  OLGUIN  (3001 of 5000)  

OOC: After reading this... I must add my 2 cents... this was done last night, and it sums up how I feel...

***
To Drac and Rez, while being on opposite sides of the light, can still work together to fight a righteous war... Because, wether we serve perversion or purity, we all believe in author's rights to thier creations...

I mean, I've written one fic since joining the forum... it wasn't very good, and the writer's block for chapter 2 still haunts me... but if someone stole it... Let the Bodies Hit the Floor... Because, I'm damn proud of my ideas... as is any author who sits down and types up something for loyal fans to read and enjoy... and to see someone just go and take what we have created and nurtured... it's the greatest insult of all...

I might never write another chapter of my fanfic... though a certain person that we worship would have my head if I did that... but I would never let anyone take my story and bastardize it for thier own whims... So, if a lowly author with one possession like myself treasures what they have written... Imagine how a person like Corwin or Long, who have written much more, and much better works than I... just imagine how it feels for them to see thier creations torn apart and trampled on because some shithead thinks they can do better...

If a person plagiarizes, then not only are they not better than the author that writes 100s of chapters... they don't even have the right to say they've written something of thier own...

I like the people who write 100s of chapters... I like the one's who have written a few... Even a person who has written nothing is better than one who plagiarizes... at least that person who doesn't write doesn't steal from the one's who do... So... the bakayarou authors who have killed our greatest writers in the Delphi world with the typing of a keyboard... Hell is too good an option for them...

***

Thank You... NOW we resume the RPG...

[Anonymous]

From:  Chibi-Ginn (GINNEZMUSHA)  Mar-8 10:53 pm  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  (3500 of 5000)  

OOC: 3500 post theme "Bring the noise"

IC: High, high above the impending doom, 7 figures sat at a bar, drinking various concoctions and generally watching TV.

A figure that bore a striking resemblance to Ryoko (except with less spiky hair and normal bangs, dressed in black and blue battle armor) turned to her companion, someone who looked young girl, wearing long flowing robes, and carrying a long-handled mallet.

"You know, we really should continue the Tourney arc. I mean, the sooner we get through it, the sooner we can move on with the bazillion other arcs we have."

The young girl (lets call her "Skuld") replied.

"Yeah, it'd be nice to get all the characters back on the main world, within vicinity of each other. Though, it might cause some problems."

Having said that, the pair looked down at the other end of the bar, as a group of three, all dressed in elaborate cardinal robes (Black, Red, and Silver, respectively), sang in their drunken stupor.

"We're all Cardinals, and we're okay! We preach all night, and we sleep all day!"

Sweat-dropping, they turned back to the TVs.

"Well, at least they're less rowdy than the pair of magic users..."

"I know, they're mostly quiet, unless something relevant comes up. Well, at least the blue haired one."

They looked at one of the pair on the other end of the bar, the one dressed in a light blue cleric's tunic, violet, short hair, and green eyes, with glasses.

"Yeah, he's the quiet one. The other one is just weird."

They averted their eyes upward, as directly above the blue one, was the one dressed in light gray Chinese clothes, sitting upside-down on a stool that way somehow attached to the ceiling. Funny how the clothes weren't falling off of him...

A large dagger stabbing into the counter of the bar, grabbing everyone’s attention. The barkeep, an imposing figure of legend, towered over most people. He radiated an aura of experience, plus there was the fact that polished plate armor and a large claymore also sat behind the bar, in plain view. Both pieces were very ornate, the most distinct thing being the word "COR" worked into both armor and sword. The barkeep spoke.

"Now see here, all of ye. There have been 3,500 posts since this thing started, and there will be 3,500 more. Now, for just this once, I'll let you have your drinks at a reduced price..."

One of the bar patrons interrupted.

"For free?!"

The barkeep shot him a stare that shut him up.

"Be ye an imbecile? Nay, not for free, but for... half-price."

Another of the patrons ventured a question.

"Half-price, but why?"

The barkeep shot him a look, before bursting into smiles.

"Because I own the place! It's mine! I run ALL the shows, and therefore, I am God here! Here are your drinks, you dogs! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

With one swing of the arm, he dispensed odd looking drinks. The gray robed one summoned his courage, and chugged it down in one go... and promptly fell from his position from the ceiling.

The barkeep burst into laughter.

"All hail COR, for now, and forever! BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

OOC: Inspiration by Lufio. Apologies to anyone offended. ALL HAIL THE 3500th POST!

[Anonymous]

From:  Ryder A. Hakubi (MKRYDER)  Apr-5 2:56 pm  
To:  ALL  (4000 of 5000)  

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[Anonymous]

From:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  Apr-24 8:27 pm  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  (4472 of 5000)  

OOC: The Rabite... Oh...the rabite

We thank Lewis Caroll for his donation of inspiration and his poem... Same to Benjamin A. Oliver for inspiration... we thank the blues brothers... for their ghost riders in the sky....

If this is not my most inspired post yet... I cannae think what is...

IC:

The tree shattered as the bulk of the demon behemoth landed... getting up it snarled... no longer a game was this... the bunny was a foe...

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

Raya looked over with fear in her eyes as the roar of the Behemoth shook the glen...

All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe...

Tearing the ground with his might claws the demon began to march forward, a mist of evil around him... a darkness in his soul...

Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws snapped and the claws tore as the beast ran forward to meet the rabite... whose dark beady eyes gleamed in the sunlight...

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

The bunny flipped up, the fetid breath of the behemoth slaying the grass as it's jaws clamped down where the bunny was.... The claws slashed as the beast swatted the bunny back in rage... bloodlust gleaming in it's eyes...

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch.

The bunny's mouth opened and darkness poured forth as he breathed fire... to the Behemoth's ice.... two titan's... one floating in the air... the other massive on the ground...

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought-

The beams exploded as the behemoth leapt in the sky, his mighty claw sweaping out and slicing at the Rabite... who flexed back and dodged... Running to the trees....

So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

Fleeing amidst the trees... the bunny dodged and weaved, leaping on top the tree... as the behemoth's fearsome jaws tore the tree asunder...

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

The tree fell... crashing hard into the ground as the behemoth frothed in rage... his eyes shining in hate he breathed a wall of fire towards the hateful Rabite... leaping to and fro...

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

The Rabite had had enough... turning it made it's stand within the flame... a vision of hateful cuteness with the dark fire of death...

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

The bunny charged... a fearsome sight... despite his tiny size... slash went his claws... cutting the flesh of the mighty behemoth... a mark for each side of the face as it roared in vain and bit at the might gnat...

He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.

Crossing blows and turning jaws both had had enough... covered with minor pains the behemoth drew upon the darkness and roared... a shadow of dark riders covering the heavens as the thunder raged and the sun shied away within the fearsome clouds... the ghost riders in the sky... The bunny was not used to being stopped... it would show this fiend which was the better here... a dark globe of energy erupted from it's form...a red cross of hellfire from it's form...

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?"

When the smoke one figure rose amidst the mists... it ambled forward slowly.. moving with a limp... it's teeth were thick with blood... a victor, only one... and Raya's smile grew... as the bunny leapt towards her... hopping slowly... cautiously... a victor born and true...

Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

Running forward Raya swept up the bunny in her arms swinging it around in joy...

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy

Yosho stood and stared in surprise at the bunny's feat... to kill a behemoth many times his size... laughter filled his lungs as he felt the freedom and hope and the insanity of such a narrow escape

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

The dark clouds did flee... the sun did show it's face... the trees bent low did rise and animals scared did blink... upon the afternoon most late...

All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

Lying atop Raya's head, the black rabite slept... his doom secure, a tired pet. Until another day... another fight... would he dance upon the ground, but then... a slumber found him nigh.

[Anonymous]

From:  Silent... Lonely... The Cleric of Ice (SHUKUEN)  Apr-25 9:22 pm  
To:  ALL  (4500 of 5000)  
 
OOC: Post 4500... "Can You Celebrate?"

Red = Rei
Blue = Reiko
Green = Both

IC: "I'm tellin' ya, Bandit! The others are plannin' somethin'!" the violet haired boy said to the spiky haired boy sitting at the bar, who paid only partial attention to his warnings.

"Come on now," Bandit exasperated, rolling his eyes, "I've been cursed, beaten, and turned into a freaking love slave! What's the worse that can happen?"

At that very moment, two familiar, blue haired girls entered the bar. Both resembled each other so closely, they would probably be mistaken for twins. Yet their personalities were as different as night and day. The violet haired boy, noticing who entered, eeped and made a dash to the back door, leaving his friend behind in confusion. The bartender, noting that they weren't regulars around here, decided to greet them and find out what they needed.

"G'evenin' t'ya gals," Dracos asked idly polishing a glass, and smiled toothily, exposing his razor teeth. It was standard tradition to see if the newbies could stand up to his fearsome smile.

The girls were unaffected however, even returning his friendly smile. "Hello, FL-san," the first girl said softly, bowing shyly. Reiko straightened up, playing with the hem of her skirt nervously.

Her twin smirked and gave a sharp salute, "Yo, Drac. How's business?" she asked, smiling coyly. Rei, on the other hand, seemed to give off an aura of confidence as her red eyes focused on the target for the evening. Bandit just stared back boredly, wondering why his friend panicked.

Dracos nodded, then asked curiously, "What can I do ya for, gals?"

"Well... uhm... we were wondering if we could... uhm..." Reiko blushed, bowing her head in embarrasment as she tried to get the courage to ask.

Rei rolled her eyes, "Jeez. It ain't that hard ta ask," she complained to her companion. "What my 'sis' here wants to ask is, since we've rarely made an appearance in the rpg so far, is if we can do a little special with your karaoke system."

Dracos shrugged, pointing off to the old, dusty set in the corner, "'course it's open for yer use."

Both girls smiled in thanks and got into position next to a started Bandit. Dracos, possibly out of boredom, possibly out of mischief, dimmed the lights for this occasion. Slowly, the soft music keys began to sound as the song started.

o/' "Can you celebrate?" o/'
o/' "Can you kiss me tonight?" o/'
o/' "We will love long long time" o/'
o/' "eien te iu kotoba nante shiranakatta yo ne..." o/'

Rei leaned in, smiling sultrily as she played with Bandit's shirt collar.

o/' "Can you celebrate?" o/'
o/' "Can you kiss me tonight?" o/'
o/' "We will love, long long time" o/'
o/' "futari kiri dane kon'ya kara ha sukoshi tereru yo ne..." o/'

Reiko gulped as she hesitantly leaned against Bandit's suddenly still form.

o/' "La...la...la.." o/'

o/' "nagaku... nagaku..." o/'
o/' "itsumo mimamotteite kureru dare ka wo" o/'
o/' "sagashite, mitsukete, ushinatte, mata sagashite...." o/'

Both girls smiled as they embraced their (reluctant) lover.

o/' "tookatta, kowakatta demo toki ni subarashii" o/'
o/' "yoru mo atta, egao mo atta" o/'
o/' "doushiyou mo nai kaze ni fukarete" o/'
o/' "ikiteru ima kore demo mada waruku wa nai yo ne" o/'

Rei, noting Bandit's helplessness, teasingly unbuttoned his jacket. Much to Reiko's discomfort.

o/' "La la la la ..." o/'

o/' "amaku setsunai wakakude osanai" o/'
o/' "aijou furikaereba" o/'
o/' "ket kou kawaiine" o/'

Bandit's eyes widened as he struggled vainly to escape, but his masu level strength proved no match against two very determined girls.

o/' "machi ga idarake no michijun nani kani sakarate hashitta" o/'
o/' "dareka ga oshiete kureta" o/'

o/' "Can you celebrate?" o/'
o/' "Can you kiss me tonight?" o/'
o/' "We will love long long time" o/'

Out of chance, Bandit glanced towards Rei and, noting her rather hungry look, panicked.

o/' "wo... omoide kara honno sukoshi nukedasezuni" o/'
o/' "tatazunderu wake mo nakute" o/'
o/' "namida afure egao koboreteru" o/'

Reiko sang her verses softly, oblivious to Bandit's panicked and pleading look as she continued the duet with Rei.

o/' "Can you hold me tight?" o/'
o/' "Let's a party time tonight" o/'
o/' "Say goodbye my lonely heart" o/'

Now Bandit's desperation grew as his fears were finally comfirmed by the glint in Rei's eyes.

o/' "eien te iu kotoba nante shiranakatta yo ne..." o/'

o/' "Can you celebrate?" o/'
o/' "Can you kiss me tonight?" o/'
o/' "We will love long long time" o/'
o/' "futari kira dane Kon'ya kara wa douzo yoroshikune" o/'

Reiko sighed, leaning her cheek against Bandit's, whose eyes rolled up as he passed out from shock. A minor detail that was missed by both girls.

o/' "Can you celebrate?" o/'
o/' "Can you kiss me tonight?" o/'

Off behind the bar, Dracos was laughing madly at the scene in front of him, snapping pictures to commemorate the occasion.

o/' "I can celebrate...." o/'

Reiko whispered, leaning in to kiss the unconscious Bandit on the cheek. Rei smiled, suppressing laughter at her obliviously happy twin and turned to the camera. "Here's to 4500 posts! Can you celebrate?" she asked, winking at the camera.

OOC: "Can You Celebrate" by Amuro Namie. Translations are at Amuro-net.

[Anonymous]

From:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)  May-22 11:58 am  
To:  Kind Fearless Leader (DRACOS123)

There are those who might have wondered at the slowness of the last few days... Where were the riders of COR... the fearsome gamers who game like no others... who became the lifeblood of the rpg folder... Well... Read on....

This is Post 5000... The first post 5000 in the history of the Delphi Fanfics forum. If one had asked me prior to the start if I'd ever be GM'ing such a huge campaign online, I'd have said no. Boy do times change... Before I begin the special post, I'd like to thank all of those who brought us this far. Rezzie, for being a great assistant GM and for creating the inquisition... who would of thought our old battles of wit would expand so far. Ryder, whose been here since the beginning and helped me come up with the idea. Shukuen, whose rpging skills have grown by leaps and bounds and whom without his asking the rpg may never have come into existence. Bean bandit, always there to give me a kick and help me keep odd NPCs running well. Olguin, ready to hear me rant regularly ^_^;. Cardinal Gryph, who despite personal worries keeps managing to come back for some gaming... well...he did... We wish him well. Ginn, who keeps me on my toes with his gaming experience... the type of player every gm loves to have in his group. Thank ye all... It's been a blast... But I got something to say...

This is just the beginning... COR FOREVER!

But I doubt ye blokes came here for that...

Yer probably here for this...

KIRBY DANCE!

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Kirby Dance!

Huh? You didn't come here to watch kirby dance? Fiend... how can you not love kirby dancing? The bunny right? You came for the bunnies...huh? Not that either? Aye... ye came for the bar... Well then come on in... it's an old place... but it's home...

Dracos' Bar... opened to escape the dreaded forum... the only bar to survive the great fall... aye... this bar has had many a good time.

Hmm... A drink friends? The special is always on tap... and don't mind ol' luf spreading those rumors... I drink the stuff myself... makes a man hardy it does...

*walking behind the bar Dracos polishes up a mug and fills it up* Sure you don't want some for yerself? Good dwarven ale it is... come on sit down... It's a party after all...

Hey, look, the karaoke machine's open. Why not a song for ol' times sake.

Walking over to the machine, Dracos grabbed the mike and gestured to the keyboardist. 'hey meck, give me a beat...'

Meck, yes the crazy punk who always lost, sat down at the keyboard.

"This is to all ye crazies out there who managed to keep up. Your all nuts you know that. Love ya guys though. Ye make it all worth it."

"Rising to the stars above,"
"We're riding on our Soultrain..."

Meck started pitching in, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Leaving the clouds of delphi far behind,
"we roam among the universe"
"Free upon the Soulriders,"
"living in the last of the COR"
"Dream on, Darkness fights, the Juraian doth stand alone in battle evermore."
"Fighting trapped within the ground, not knowing why he fights but to survive."

"To fight again, to fight again."

Yosho sat down at his table, a mug of the inn's best ale at his side. Tenchi across from him moping about his scenes.

"In china now we find ourselves,"
"A slaughtered town anew, Eternals stand alone within the game."
"Fearsomely they hover, a tower of destruction, sending their dark minions to the board,"
"Beware their Star Lords power, their pawns coming now within the light to destroy all of you in turn."

Eternion sat, enjoying his break from slaughtered the helpless Chinese, surrounded by various masked figures, they were pretty much a table unto themselves.

"The players come, to leave their own, the game goes on and on and on...
Dream on my friends, we're riding to the stars...."

Moving over to the players table, Dracos went around...

"Bravely goes Sir Olguin, fighting for his life, his soul, his pride"

"He travels not alone, yes, he is with friends. Gathering his hope and dreams, he stands beside them tragically, the shadows of his past doth intervene." Olguin looked gloomy for a second, before putting on his trusty smile and rising to the beat.

"Come now bean, show a smile, fearless you fight your own self"

"Surviving in the void of your own mind. Desperately you fight against Cardinal black within yourself, fight on my friend for you shall come anew."

Bean attempted to rise, but was held down by the two nubile blue haired girls at his side.

"Aibari dost thou seest now, we've come so far from your first howl, a game unto itself was born. Tricky dost it become, to waltz with three minds now, the song of ice perverts thee not at all, my friend."

Aibari offered a frigid smile, a spell at his finger tips as he relaxed, free of the girls for a while, well... all except hotaru-chan.

"But we all come together... for we are... the soulriders..."

Axe got up, his band following him to the stage, "Let a rip Axe. And ta think, I usually hate country. To the tune of Ghostriders folks... Olg take second. Backup. The Bluegrass Cor riders?!"

To a quite surprised crowd, Dracos hurried the group up on stage. Axe started pulling a fast beat on his guitar, strumming along.

Dracos:
"An ol' gamer went riding one dark and windy day..."
"Upon a thread he rested as he went along his way."
"When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed fiends he saw,
A plowing through the ragged skies, and up the cloudy drawl..."

Chorus:
"Yippie yi yeaa... Yippie yi yooo....
"The Soulriders in the skyyyyy...."

Olguin:
"Their eyes were glowing fire, and their claws were made of steel"

"Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel."

Dracos:
"A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky..."

"For they saw the riders coming hard, and he heard their fearsome cry."

Chorus:
"Yippie yi yeaa... Yippie yi yoooo...."
"Soulriders in the skyyyyyy....."

Dracos:
"Their faces fierce, their eyes were mad, and fingers soaked with sweat."
"They're riding hard to catch that villain but they ain't caught him yet."

Olguin:
"Cause they got to game forever, in that thread up in the sky..."

Dracos:
"On dragons snorting fire..."

Both:
"As they ride on hear them cry..."

Chorus:
"Yippie yi yeaa.... Yippie yi yooo..."
"Soulriders in the skyyyyyyyy....."

Raya appears in front of the two singers, a harmonica in hand, and as everyone starred she proceeded to play, her harmonica blurring as she let a rip. Both singers staring for a second in surprise before shrugging and going back as the drummer took the lead, a swift march playing across his snare.

Dracos:
"As the rider loped on by him, he heard one call his name..."
"If you want to save your soul today, and game upon our range..."
"Then gamer change your ways today, and with us you can ride..."
"A-Trying to catch the devil's bird, across the endless sky..."

Chorus:
"Yippie yi yeaaaa.... Yippie yi yooooo..."
"Soulriders in the skyyyy....."

As axe brought the music to a close, the whole crew took a bow. In the background the low bass of Nemesis rang out, "Souls..."

"It's been a blast guys... We now though go to the refuge of eternity... The waves of dreams are leading us free beyond the forum walls... The soulriders must ride...."

[RyderHakubi]

The Bar of COR... closed for the night to outsiders... In the middle, a big screen TV sits, displaying, thankfully, silent snow...

Standing next to it is Ryder Angel Hakubi, wearing a black baseball cap to cover the embarrassment from karaoke night a few weeks ago, and holding a mic... in the tables in a semi-circle surrounding the tables are the COR Players... Shukuen with Hotaru; Bean with Rei and Reiko; Ami; Olguin with Fuu, Miyuki, Mayumi, and Kanban; Ginn; and Yuthy... behind the bar, as always, stands the imposing presence of the GM/Barkeep, Dracos Paladin...

Ryder coughs to gather the attention of the group, and speaks... "Welcome everybody... now, tonight is a special night... we've been here for 5500 posts... wow.  And, I can't say I regret any time I've spent with you guys.  I mean, first, we got the big man back there... Come on, give it up for our Kind Fearless Leader back there... the man with the plans for every single moment of our lives."

"But, he alone could not make us last for 5500 posts... nonono... if it hadn't been for some kick-ass players, myself included, nobody, and The Twink means nobody..." Several players cringed, and Bean shouted out, "NO WRESTLING QUOTES ONEECHAN!!!"

"Imotou-chan... Pleeeeeeeease... Know your role, and SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!  But really, in some seriousness, Bean, you've done alot for the RPG... you've got the most f'd up, bizzare inner monologues in the RPG, that's for sure.  Oh, and thanks for the cameo no da.  Shuk... what can I say man?  You've carried half of this RPG... Olg, what RPG could be without some Saotome crazyness... Ginny, your RPG skills are so much more L337 than mine, it's un-real... and lastly, but certainly not the least, Yuthy over there... you're a pleasure to talk to, and a good gamer to boot... in the head..."

Ryder wipes a fake tear from his eye, and the crowd shouts, "GET ON WITH IT!!!"

"Oh all right... now that the sentimental stuff is done with... time for the fun part!  I've braved the horrors of the basement of Hinata Sou, with Mecha-Tama's guarding the doors, to find this lost footage from our filming sessions... and now for your amusement, or shame, whatever you prefer, I present to you, the COR Gamers... COR: The Out-Takes!"

"Now, you can't believe how hard it was to find an out-take of Fearless Leader back there... seems he personally distroyed most of the tapes where he flubbed up... but, I managed to find this little gem, which will most likely get me killed..."

Ryder pushes a button on his remote, and the tape starts...

***

Dracos sits in his comfy, evil warlord chair, with L337 Commander Co-Founder Ryder on the screen in front of him, "Sorry, Ryder... really am... but your the only one on hand with a working transdimensional drive... Washu hasn't finished Project Alkazar anyhow... And our data collection demonstrates that if this isn't dealt with soon it could spill over into my lap..."

Ryder blinks and asks, "Lap?"

Dracos sighed and said, "I spilt my evil warlord soda... somebody get me a towel..."

Ryder snickered...

***

Dracos sighs, and Ryder continues...

"Suu-chan told me of a second FL out-take, but I couldn't find it... Oh well, I'll find it for the DVD release, coming soon to a Suncoast near tyou..."

"Now, don't think I don't have any out-takes to share with you all... hell, Ami and Hotaru probably wanted to kill me for all the re-takes they had to shoot... No, I'm not going to show them all here.  Some of them are VERY embarrassing... But, here's a pair I figured were the best in the bunch..."

Ryder restarts the tape...

***

Ryoko's eyes, seeing the energy to be released by the Ginzuishou, went wide and she pushed the two Neo-Senshi behind her, screaming, "GET BACK!!!!"

Closing her eyes, Ryoko's gems flared a deep crimson and she spoke, the words coming to her from within,

"Heed me now, thou who is darker than dusk;
Heed, thou which is more red than blood;
In the name of that which has been buri... *Cough, Cough!*  Someone get me a lozenge!"

The Sailor Senshi in the room facefaulted...

***

As the button is pressed on the remote, a slight hiss is heard as the steam generator is cycled up. The changer whirs for a minute, and a click is heard, the CD dropping into place.

A moment of silence, before the piano and drums herald the arrival of the song, the slow bass providing rhythem and cue for the horns. After a moment, the slow, alto voice of Mai Yamane filters through.

o/'
Subete wa mou owatta to
Mimi o saii da mama de kimi ga iu
kotoba wa tada nagareteku
Yasuragu koto no nai ashita e
o/'

The bass plays its first fill, shaking the ground with vibrations.

o/'
Inori sae mo kieta yoru
Nani o shinjite doko e kimi wa iku
Namida iro no ryuusei ga asake warau you... ryuusei ga asake warau you... ryuusei ga asake warau you... o/'

Ryder and Ami stopped thier starlight dance...

"You've got to be kidding me..." Ami muttered as Ryder skated over to the stereo and started to kick it...

***

Ami facepalms as she remembered THAT incident...

"Yeah, seems somebody," Ryder says while taking a hard look at Ginn, "supplied me with a bad CD..."

"Anywho, where was I?  Oh yes, my dear sweet little sister... now, I only have one out-take of his to show you, and there's a good reason for that.  Seems most of his out-takes were basically the same thing over and over a-gain.  And since we're not Ranma 1/2, I'm going to show you one incident, and the rest, you can probably make up and it would be true..."

***

Rei rubbed her head irritably from the impact and opened her eyes, catching Bean pulling on his jeans.

"Well, I know what you have now, lover..." smirked Rei as she got up wobbily. "So why doncha just lay down and let the nurse take care of you?"

Smiling as she stepped closer, she then said, "And dear, remember that I've got a passenger..." she tapped her head to emphasis. "So try not to struggle to hard, will you?"

"You're absolutely right." Bean said slowly.

"What?" Rei asked, her eyes going wide.

Bean leered, and glomped the tiny blue haired girl. "Helloooooo NURSE!"

Rei fell to the floor. "Dammit, Bandit! Try to be professional, will you!?!"

"Cut, Cut CUT!" Screamed the director.

***

"Ahh, but it seems there were some out-takes involving extras as well... for example..."

***

Days later...

St. Petersburg was swiftly returning to normal... the corpses that litered the hills around it were vaporized....

The power of COR had simply overwhelmed Tria's forces in every conceivable field....

Suddenly, a body sat up and waved feebly at the camera, "I'm not dead yet..."

***

"Alas, he had to have his pay cut for that stunt... ruined a beautiful scene of carnage too..." Ryder says...

"Shuk, player of many characters... man of many names... This is your out-takes!"

Shukuen cringes pre-maturely...

***

A young boy around 13 years old sits down and leans back against a tree with a sigh. He brushed his violet bangs out of his eyes and took off his glasses to clean them then placed them down next to him. Sure that he was alone, he closed his eyes and tried to relax during their lunch break. Unfortunately, his rest was interupted when he felt someone stand next to him, opening one of his grey-green eyes, he regarded the pale blue blur hovering above him.

"Sleeping again, Aibari?" Daimando asked his friend in amusement. "What happened now? You finally got a girlfriend?" he asked jokingly.

"Ha ha... it is to laugh..." Aibari responded flatly, yawning... right before the "tree" he was leaning against suddenly fell back, revealing it for the prop that it was.

OOC: "CUT!!!" a voice cried from out of sight. Aibari glanced around in confusion. Just where the heck did the cameras come from?!

"Dammit! Who's in charge of props?!" a young man, a few years older than Aibari demanded to his assistants. What really surprised Aibari was how much the strange man resembled him.

"Sorry, Shuk. Didn't think that the actors could interact with the background."

"Well obviously they can!" Shuk growled in annoyance.

"Uhm... excuse me?" Aibari called tentatively, "But... what's going on?"

Shuk looked a bit surprised, then smiled benevolently, "Why, that's quite simple. The thing is... AMNESIA DUST!"

IC: Moments later, Aibari suddenly jolted awake. "Wow... I have got to stop napping on a full stomach..." he muttered, rubbing his head.

***

IC: Sometime during the walk, Shukuen had found a small branch and was now walking along the path, spinning the small branch like a baton to pass the time.

o/' A walk in the park
kanarazu dareka wa yasashii
A walk in the pa... sczzt! o\"

Pausing in mid step, Aibari reached off screen, and slapped the soundsystem. The machine jolted a bit before resuming the song.

o/'A walk in the park
hontoo wa anata ni mo soba ni ite hoshii o/'

OOC: Sweatdropping from offscreen, Shuk wondered if the interaction in the dream sequence had affected the poor boy's mentality.

***

Ryder smiles as he stops the tape...

"And last tonight, and amazingly since he's only been with us a short while, is our resident Fishy, Yuth!"

***

Yuthirin rose swiftly from the fleshy pouch grown from the temple floor and donned his irridescent green lichinous robes, preparing for another day of delegation. The city's people were mostly independant, but there were matters which required his unique opinion.
He turned to his left, the living wall parting to reveal a corridor. He swam down the corridor, listening to the great beast/structure breathe and the croaking chants coming from the worship chamber that was his destination.

He arrived just in time to catch the final moments of the 'service', and watched his beastial brethren file out of the chamber, headed for their daily tasks. He swam up to the high priest at the altar and, using telepathy, asked, *What's on the schedule today?*
The priest mentally relayed various land disputes, reef breakage reports, and other things that required immediate attention. As he was relating these things to Yuthirin, another deep one swam quickly into the chamber and up to the two.

He saluted and reported telepathically, *My Lords, Captain Korga of the Guard reporting with urgent news.*

Yuthirin gave Korga a curt nod. *Proceed, Captain.*

Korga saluted again and said, *Thank you, my Lord. We have
spotted a large squid-like creature headed our way, and it seems
to be carrying a human with it!*

Yuthirin stared at him hard. *How soon will they arrive, Captain?*
*Within minutes, my Lord.*

Yuthirin nodded and told the priest that he would see to the matter
personally. He told Korga to gather as many guards as he could
and to meet him at the arrival point as soon as possible.
Korga saluted and spun about, whacking Yuthirin in the head with
the shaft. Dazed, Yuthirin was thrown into the high priest, who
was then impaled on a sharp outcropping of rock.

Yuthirin stared at the ex-high priest in silence for a few moments,
then frowned. *Hey! We need another extra for the high priest!
This is the third one we've lost today!*

"CUT!" came the cry of a frustrated director.

***

"Well... that's all the out-takes I could show in one night without being killed.  But hey... when we get to 11000... Imagine what I'll be able to find!" Ryder concludes as he walks off the stage and sits with Ami...

Dracos took the stage, "For 5500 posts guys... you get to help me kill Ryder!"

Ryder sweatdrops and dashes off, with the mob of players running after him... and the girls looking confused...

"Well... who's up for poker?"

[Dracos]

OOC: I....can't write this. I simply can't. -.-  waaaaah

I will... Meet again.   Deus est Morte.  The answer is simple.  Answer...and all things are clear.  This is my truth... at least for now.
IC:

 The earth trembled beneath as the grass waved in the cold night air a single final time.   The mayflies began to fly away from the lake, but  far too slow.   The trees  fell, shattered from the force that erupted in the center of that placid field.  The earth groaned and ruptured, a canyon forming in the center of the field.

And the earth did groan

 The lake exploded outward from the center, water being vaporized along a direct field of motion.  The water remaining staying stationary for a moment before flying high into the air, a brilliant silvery wave in the moonlight.  The mayflies trapped in a final flight of death as the water captured their slow moving forms.

And lo the sea roared

 The stone wall shattered, the electric fence cleaved in twain as the alarm rang red.  The road was empty as it  was entered by silent forms, the moon briefly shadowed by the dark clouds above.  Hidden from sight car alarms rang briefly and then grew silent as they fell broken to the street.  The flame followed briefly as the liquid gas erupted along the broken street.

The cries of mortal men sounded loud

 Solomon's staff slammed into a wall, shattering as it tore the brick apart from sheer kinetic energy.  Red brick rained down followed by glass shards, the battle proceeding into the sky.

For what was this in the distance

 The building rumbled as it began to fall, the upper floors split from the foundations.  The terrified screams of the apartment dwellers filling the air as their lives flashed swiftly before their eyes.  The roar of destruction muted by their shrill screams of terror.

What is followed by death and destruction and fire

 For brief moments a symphony of steel could be heard.  A star appearing to take form above the rooftops of London.  In the background the clock tower sang it's empty melody, ringing in the call of father time as the moon climaxed in the sky.

What blots out the stars above, not a cloud above

 He landed softly, his feet disturbing not a grain of dust beneath him.  His blue robes billowed in the winds, the sheathed blade at his side.  Undrawn yet.  A smile hidden beneath his white mask.

All cry out as its terrifying form doth illuminate with flame

 He flew above the rooftops, robed in black.  His opponent was skilled indeed.  In hundreds of years he had never met the like.  Red eyes flared beneath the darkened mask.  It would matter not.  The Zohar had never been defeated.  And never would.

By heaven and hell.  By all the gods and none.

"You are indeed skilled."  Two kings...

 A hand closed on a blade that was never drawn.  A blue glow filtered through from the blade as it was loosened in it's sheath.   Laughter could be felt as once more a soul cried out for victory and justice.  For the peace of war.

"As are you." Across the battlefield...

 Black clad fists closed.  No more games.  This mortal would die.  His soul destroyed by power beyond imagining.  None could match the strength of God.
Deus est Morte.

Met in brotherhood, blades drawn in hate.

Here, there be dragons.

Fearless Leader