Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 4, 2009 23:51:53 GMT -5
(OOC: First post to a member of the KFC)
A black-haired, green-eyed boy meandered through Drakborough with a newspaper clipping about some "Black Forest Church". A group that apparently hated vampires as much as he did. This would be good for both parties. If he joined them they would have a fire elementalist, and he would have help persuing vengeance for Hogsmeade.
Of course the paper didn't say WHERE they were. It just had recent news articles about their exploits. Why wandering through Drakborough seemed like the logical way to find them Phugsius didn't know. Perhaps a member would see him and ask him why he was carrying this article? Maybe he might just stumble onto their head quarters? All he knew was that since there were no clubs in the University, he might benefit from an organization.
First he need to find a suitable place to set up. he aslo needed students for a cover. That Ashelle peerson he had heard about was a nuisance. and would ruin everything if she found them out. But what students had yet to be turned by the O'Conner girl.
Alejandro walked down Drakborough looking for an un claimed building knowing he didn't have long before The girl found out. he was walking Just Minding his own business when some kid, reading an article about the BFC just walked into him. Excuse me would you look where your going senior.
He did a double take this boy was a student and he had top be what 15-16. "Hey, boy are you looking for a job, or are you more interested in the people you're reading about?" He said using his wand to pull down the paper for a better look. Maybe he came off as a bit pushy but so what
Last Edit: Aug 5, 2009 1:12:21 GMT -5 by Alejandro
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 5, 2009 1:22:04 GMT -5
"Well, uh, yeah. I was hoping to meet someone from 'The Church'. I'm interested in joining and wanted to talk to their leader. If you're a member just kindly direct me to who I need to talk to, so I can join.... uh.... Señor"
This guy sorta creeped Phugsius out with his mustache and sudden appearance. Not to mention the fact that he just went all spanish inquisition on him.
The man simply smiled. "well speaking to me in that way will get you no answers Señor. Except that the church's exploits are moving into this area. There May even be a shop opening up as a secret recruiting center, but The shop needs employees. "So I will ask again."
"Would you Like a Job señor?" Alejandro's attention was focused on the boy now.
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 5, 2009 1:48:04 GMT -5
"Yes, I would enjoy a job very much" Phugsius couldn't keep the creeped-outedness from his voice, but he tried. Hopefully he wold get the job or.... he wouldn't. If all the members were like this guy he doubted he'd get any benefit from this group
"Good then I have just what I need. See I'm the manager of this new shop and if you can keep a secret you hired. " He said happily "I apologize for being a bit rude before but i must becareful. a certain student is out to sabotage us,and if I learn that you are a friend of Ms Rainier than I will have to remove this memory.
"Anyway, what interest do you have with our church senor."
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 5, 2009 14:32:41 GMT -5
"Well I don't....like...vampires.... and figured you guys would need a fire elementalist to help take care of them. So would I just be working in a new store. I know Ashelle but we're not really close and I haven't spoken to her since I was twelve"
This guy was *seriously* freaking him out. Somehow, this seemed like a ruse.
"Vampires? Well then you've come to the right place. I hope my plan helps the cause. If so then you are welcome to join if not you can always send a letter to Father Bismarck. In fact I could take it to him f the owl you use is having trouble finding him. But there isn't ahead quarteres here in Drakborogh till i get something set up. What I was thinking was a Spanish Bar and grill I alread spoke to the Mayor of the town...
Upon success i would like you to keep the church side a secret, the less people know aboiut use the farther ahead of the enemy we can get.
Quite suddenly, a loud shrill voice began screaming from a rooftop right by where the pair below were speaking. "BLACK FOREST CHURCH! BLACK FOREST CHURCH! INVADING DRAKBOROUGH," the voice shouted, trying to arouse the attention of anyone nearby. There were some in Drakborough who would welcome the Church and their efforts to contain the growing populations of dark creatures. But, there were also dark creatures in Drakborough that the creature who the voice belonged do would have just loved to alert to the presence of a Black Forest Church member in the village, hoping that it would eat the zealots.
See, Puck had been skipping around rooftops, like he normally did, when he spotted one of the kiddies that had been stupid enough to galavant into the inferi-infested Triangle Tunnel a little while ago. The Slytherin kiddie was talking to a Spaniard that did not look like the brightest bulb in the box; then again, amongst religious zealots who did crazy things like occupy lands of immense evil to be their temporary headquarters for their xenophobic dreams, there probably were not many bright lights to begin with. Puck skipped to the rooftop closest to the pair and began readying one of his trusty water balloons for an assault when he caught wind of some of their discussion.
The Black Forest Church. Normally, Puck turned a relatively neutral and uncaring eye to the governmental and martial affairs of wizardom; he much preferred watching it all from the sidelines and mocking them. But the Black Forest Church was a horse of a different color. They considered a creature like him, a wood sprite, to be inferior and dangerous and in need of a leash. Back during the height of the Iberian Ministry under Plutus, they had captured the Puck and imprisoned him, and he did not like being stuck in a cage next to lycans and crazy-ass Shadows like ol' Gillespie, Fate del Cia, Atra Alveus, Marten Broadcloak, and the scores of other scary people he shared a prison block with. No, the Black Forest Church was an organization that the Puck was happy to try undermine.
Apparently the Church was no longer occupied with trying how to manage Scorpius and Diadem Fortress and were ready to be out and about again. So, he yelled and pointed and waved his arms around, trying to draw the attention of all who could here. "There's a Black Forest Church priest here trying to recruit Firefox students! Next thing you know they'll be shutting down the pet shop! BLACK FOREST CHURCH IN DRAKBOROUGH," he continued screaming, flinging a water balloon at Alejandro and hoping that a lycan or something would maybe come play with the mustached Spaniard.
Well, Skullwhite was not quite a lycan, but he supposed he would have to do. He had been continuing his human charade, only as a slightly less glamorous version of himself, instead of trying to impersonate someone else. He had adopted his old alias of Logan Graham, and was in Drakborough just to check things out. He wanted to see what was happening. Apparently, The Black Forest Church was what.
Well, that wasn't good.
He might be able to fool most mortals, but people trained might be able to tell what he was. After all, they were probably drilled on how to recognize all sorts of 'dark creatures' and 'lesser beings'. And, probably, they carried iron on them as a standard precaution. Silver too, but Faerie were not susceptible to that one like the lycans were. Those from the church might latch on to the slightest mistake in his little charade.
But then again, like Puck, Skully didn't think they were that bright.
Their main focus was lycans and vampires, but that didn't mean they would hesitate to round him up if they caught him. Still, they may not know that much about his kind. So, he would try to trick them. He cast a glamour on himself to make himself look a little more wolfish. Not much, but just a hint, here and there. Then, he readied a second illusion, to be used at the proper time.
So prepared, he went over to the Slytherin and the wet Spaniard. "So, Mr. BFC, you think you can just round up Lycans, huh? Well, Then, this should be a treat for you. You can just round yourself up. Save up on paperwork." And with that, his second glamour took effect, and the man seemed to transform into a wolf. A sleek silver wolf with green-gold eyes. A wolf that seemed to bite the Spaniard. Sent comeplete with an illusion of blood and pain.
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 6, 2009 0:05:37 GMT -5
Well shit, if Phugsius wasn't laughing one minute and shitting himself the next.
The boy watched in hilarity as a water balloon smacked the spainish freaky guy. Phugsius immediately cracked up and didn't stop laughing until a good minute later. He didn't even care about what the guy on the roof was yelling.
He sent the good fellow a thumbs up and began walking away, "Alright, it's obvious this is some big joke. Ok, you 'Black Forest Church' guys got me" The boy began walking away and was about ten feet away when he heard a voice and turned around to see a lycan biting the spainiard. " Within an instant Phugsius had sent a huge wave of fire at the lycan and the spainiard who would soon become one. The Slytherin boy started running back to the castle taking out his wand and looking behind him periodically. This was terrible!
Suddenly, sitting on Phugsius' shoulder, was a small fae. The fae would stand perhaps three feet tall, if it was standing, but it was obviously sitting. It was also pretty much naked, as was common with its kind, but there was of course some shred of cloth that seemed to always cover his naughty bits. This is a family friendly site, of course. To complete the image of a fairy were two small and leathery wings sticking from the creature's back, and his long red hair trailed down his back between the two.
Overall, the fae had very reptilian features: smooth, stretched skin that was extremely pale but with an orange tinge to it, flaming red-orange eyes, and a sharp but still rounded face, like that of a lizard.
"Oooh, pretty fire man! Tha's adorable! You can make fire!" he said, smiling down at the running Phugsius. Like most fae-folk, the fairy had learned how to ride humans a long time ago.
"We should go back! I has a store of gas under some house or somethin'. We could make a big boom! Oh hey where yah goin'? I wanna go too!"
The Fairy disappeared from Phugs' shoulder and appeared floating in the air right in front of him with a big, sharp toothy grin.
"Hey! I'm Jack! We're best friends now okay!? I like fire too! Wanna see?"
He lit the Slytherin's shoes on fire with a snap of his small sharp fingers. This kid looked fun!
"¡Maldición!" he cursed at the sprite as it blew his cover. He should never have let his guard down. What was he gonna do now, he couldn't run. No, this would be a perfect demonstration. Thats when what looked Like a lycan attacked him just as the jaw clamped down he shouted "Arget-incarcerous!" Ropes coated in silver sprang from his wand and wrapped around the Keplie.
His arm was sore the lycan thing bit him but his magic still worked. "You want to mess with me, cur. " Tell me what exactly did I do to provoke your aggression. Tell me why i should let you live if nothing more than looking for a job and hiring people for it sets you off. and make you attack us humans.
He looked at the boy near by. You loath the undead that is ais very noble. But when it come to there kind I let you choose now, who would you trust you life with. the Lycan who attacked on the whim of a wood spite or me the one who did NOTHING but ask you for a job. "He wondered just how many onlookers there where.
This was no lycan. and on that note this isn't even a Lycan but it did very well to sho0w you what they are capable of," The memory of him first meeting father Bismarck over took his mind and he lifted his wand. Reveal yourself monster. He said looking at the Kelpie and keeping his wand rasedat its tied up wolf form.
The Puck was watching the situation become rather fun now as a spirit with a familiar scent appeared on the scene. What was that scent? Similar to... ah, yes! The kelpie that had once been enslaved to Count Scorpius! Good with water, if the Puck remembered correctly. Useful with the fire kiddie that another fae that had appeared on the scene was occupying.
Alejandro's counter-attack against the wolf occurred as the Puck was preparing another water balloon to throw. The wood sprite was perfectly content with just water balloons and screaming until the Black Forest Church minion sprouted off trying to make himself look like the victim. Puck's eyes narrowed dangerously, a yellow tint about them as he leapt down from the roof, landing on nothing in the air and glaring at Alejandro with his arms crossed over his chest. "What did you do? How about trying to tag all lycans like simple dogs? Or support forbidding goblins, lycans, vampires, and spirits from possessing wands? Or denying vampires right to live? Or rounding up any creatures you don't like for imprisonment? A list of crimes, mortal, that you'll pay for," cried Puck, leaping forward and tackling Alejandro, snatching at the wizard's wand. DERP!
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 6, 2009 0:46:06 GMT -5
Well it seems the Kelpie had done a superb job. It may not have convinced the spaniard the lycan was real, but it made Alejandro believe the boy was still there listening. This was all unkown to the Slytherin boy because he was FACEBOOKIN it.
Phugsius turned around as he ran from the inferno behind him when he heard a pop in his right ear. He turned to his right to see a naked fairy-like creature sitting upon his shoulders and talking to him.
Phugsius just continued running thinking to himself, "what the bloody hell"
"Uh... hi, jack" he was breathing heavily from the sprint, "I'm Phugsius...and....sure *Breath*...friends, heading.... to...*Breathe* headmaster's office... *breathe*" he was entirely confused, yet still running. The fairy snapped his fingers and suddenly his shoes were on fire, "GO OUT FIRE! GO OUT! CREMA TOLARE! CREMA TOLARE!" this was his immediate thought at the time of his shoes catching on fire. Immediately his Elementalism kicked in and squelched the flames but not before each shoe had nifty toe holes.
"That.... wasn't..... nice.....*Breathe*" He figured yelling at the creature would only make him put his hair on fire so the boy just continued to run.....and run....... and he would continue until he reached the headmaster's office.
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