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September Event 3: Art Creation!
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Topic Started: Sep 2 2012, 04:02 AM (3,535 Views)
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Drago Hydrax
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Sep 12 2012, 07:23 PM
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Magical Beginings Where do I begin you might ask Writing this poem is a tough task This fourm will bring you on a magical trip Will you be a dragonslayer or use exquip
Make character and you can start The forum is the family the players are its heart Im new but I can already see maybe FTG is for me
So ill start writing and typing my story And ill carve my path of passion and glory Ill meet many nakama along the way Who rping with me will seize the day
This poem is bland so ill make my point Im a noob on the site for the FTG world to anoint But its not about the win or the fail Its about making friends and telling my tale
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栄 Ravendark
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Sep 14 2012, 01:32 AM
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Logan Paul Dragon Slayer
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I haz a poem.
The little boy and his shoe There once was a man from the zoo,
who found he lost his shoe,
why you'd imagine the surprise,
that was found in his eyes,
when he found that shoe in some poo-l's of water,
Sad and dismayed,
plus greatly afraid,
he wondered just what to do,
so he cried and he cried like a poor little boy,
thinking about how he would find the joy,
that his trial was putting him through,
Yet when leaving the park, happy as a lark,
Was the humble mmod Rave.N.Dark,
and with carelessness aplenty,
he saw the gentry,
and decided to help the little boy's hopes,
Retriving the shoe with a quick motion,
he soon found himself falling,
into a FTG ocean,
filled with friends and foes,
and occasionally those low's,
yet it could be seen,
yet never meant mean,
that these were his friends.
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Madge
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Sep 14 2012, 07:04 AM
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The Dragon of Grimiore Heart
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The first time i've ever drawn Relyk.
Lightning Dragon's blade Rank 7
Edited by Madge, Sep 14 2012, 07:04 AM.
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DogiOgi25
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Sep 14 2012, 08:23 AM
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I am the Japanese/Okinawan one, don't mind me
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Oooh, a Limerick A place for a good lad or lady A home for characters heroic or shady Make Friends, join a guild, grab a drink It's one of the greatest scenes I think So what are you waiting for, hop in and RP already.
[Kinda pronounce already like Alraidy, cuz I was too cheap to make a good rhyme.]
The mages and fighters of Fiore Noble and brave to the core. If that's not your style, Still stay for a while, Being a bit bad is never a bore. >:)
On FTG you can have it your way, But not if the mods have something to say. Nerfing the characters all around, OP Haxorz wrestled to the ground But it's still fun at the end of the day.
Felt like I was running out of steam for creativity before I even started X_X
Feels great to be back FTG!
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博 Tenken
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Sep 14 2012, 01:11 PM
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Hoennese and proud!
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OK, so I'm having issues uploading the recording for this, but here's the lyrics in case I don't get it done before the month ends.
EDIT: Turns out I got it done. It sucks, but hey, I had fun.
The Strongest FTG Characters Rap
I do apologise for the quality.
So here are the lyrics.
Strongest Characters on FTG - Rap Glyph Druid, makes me feel stupid, His morals are firm, but he stings worse than cupid. Don't cross him, you don't want to mess with nature, Because if you do he'll crush you with pure hatred.
One arm can't stop the metal-making giant. He's in your face and always screaming defiant. He'll whip out his hoverboard and make his way high, Then drop down on your face with a sword in your eye.
Skull-masked man with his weird-ass shadow, He takes it with him when he heads into battle. A strong foe though, he'll crush one and all, Better watch out or you'll be his next voodoo doll.
A magickless knight, she's a noble lady. From a far off country, never acts shady. Always ready with her sword, skills so focused, You can't run away, your fate's sealed as hopeless.
The machine man with his constant magic changes, Finally settled on a form, it's taken him ages. He'll rocket grab you, just like Blitz, At least he doesn't have a silence, people'd throw fits.
A lazy man, sleeps all the time, But don't wake him from his naps or you wont be fine. League-inspired weapons are pretty damn cool, If you take him on though you're a god-damn fool.
A fire fighter, rage inspired, He'll chainsaw you then he'll get out his lighter. A mage of Tartaros, a black hearted merc, He'll kick your ass while wearing a huge smirk.
The ex-quip mage, Kingdom Hearts based, His Million Suns sword is known as his ace. He's got a dark side, he's not all good, He does it all for his homies in Magnolia's hood.
The dark child seems like he has it all, Blasts, beams and bows, it hardly matters that he's small. Watch out for his tentacles they make noobs QQ, He's tough to beat, watch everything you do.
The smoking man, rarely talks, always polite, Analyses everything, watches your whole plight. Better step careful or he'll buff himself up, Crush your face in like a discarded paper cup.
Then there's the young mind mage, the cream of the crop, Even limiting himself he's firmly at the top. Knows everything you do, he can see your intentions, Better be happy that opposing evil is his main penchant.
Those're the strongest characters here on FTG, I hope you heard what was said and rapped here by me. You know them all, from Yovel to Noel, Don't take them on or you'll go straight to hell!
Suck it Dave. Told you I'd get it done.
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RoyaiChaos
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Sep 15 2012, 09:17 PM
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The picture looks smaller in the spoiler, so included links to the full sized picture ^.^. Anyways, here's the full picture: http://royaichaos.tumblr.com/image/31610370742
Full Picture
And Now zoomed in: http://royaichaos.tumblr.com/image/31610391859 http://royaichaos.tumblr.com/image/31610406878
Picture Split in Half
From left to right, Lydeck (Lydeck), Zachery (Zaber), Ivy (MissWitch), Sinjin, Crow (Cat), Snow (Snow), Marcus (Alpha), Eric (Tennkenn), Luna (Luna), Yang (Cryo), Tale (Me -.-), Hyphen (Hyphen), Panda (Tyveris), Yovel (Shadic), (I think Vilis's unapproved char), Dran (Dran).
All these people have helped me, thank you too all of you. Thank you Lydeck, Ivy, and Zaber for being the first ones to rp with me. Thank you Master for making me chibi, and cat, tyv, and hyphen for being nice. Thanks to Cryo, Tenn, Vilis, and Shadic for looking at my stuff. Ty too Luna and Dran for pointing out mistake. Thank you too everyone for accepting me ^.^.
~Flix
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Dran
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Sep 18 2012, 01:06 AM
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Here is my stuff
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Aka Erics intro music Spoiler: click to toggle
Edited by Dran, Sep 18 2012, 01:17 AM.
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竜 Mazohyst
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Sep 18 2012, 02:30 AM
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Stay the course.
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It's absurd haiku time, folks. This time - Knight Edition. You can guess what haiku corresponds to which character.
Wielding sword and shield And terrifying power Eats dango and sleeps
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Straightforward and stern With magic gunblade in hand Orders self sundae
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Seemingly stoic A knight born of royalty Is Versus out yet? (NOPE)
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Guns and rapier Super stylish and witty Plus big 'o -censored-
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He's got a bear head Dude's got a bear on his head Holy crap bear head
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Fiorean Knight Some may call the guy sexy But I'm hetero
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Teleporting blades Wasn't this guy Kazuya? Sprinkles still are lame
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Ninja or a knight Both are pretty darn awesome What's subconscious sleep?
Edited by Mazohyst, Sep 18 2012, 02:30 AM.
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御 Marcat
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Sep 18 2012, 09:28 PM
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Marcus Faldin
My Underwater Utopia City
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Nicholai
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Sep 19 2012, 06:14 AM
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I've had this story in my deviantart page for a bit now and I just thought maybe I should share it with the site. It's based in Azeroth, the world within the World of Warcraft game. The main character in this story is my main playable character. This story actually takes place about forty to fifty years in the past (Note that gnomes have a lifespan of 200 to 400 years). Hope you enjoy it.
The Mysterious Library A young gnome enters the Stoutlager Inn of Thelsamar. He looks around and sees a handful of dwarves scattered around the inn. Even though gnomes and dwarves are well met with one another, Gnail has yet to actually get to know one. Immediately after running away from his home in Gnomeregan, he avoided going to the dwarves city of Ironforge, knowing his parents would mostly look for him there. Instead, he continued walking east until he came to the grassy lands near Loch Modan.
"What would ye 'ave, lad?" A young, but strong looking female dwarf asked as the gnome walked up to the counter.
"Bread, and milk" Gnail's tone was low. He was nervous, entering new lands right after leaving the only place he knew, meeting people he wasn't use to seeing. He was alone on this journey.
"Would ye like dem warm fo' ye?" The female gave the gnome a warm smile to assure him that there was nothing to worry about. Gnail settled himself a bit as he nodded, "It'll be ready fo' ye in a moment."
Gnail nodded and turned to head to an empty table, "Lad". The gnome turned to see that one of the male dwarves from the back table called to him, "Come over 'ere" Surely the gnome hesitated but taking a look at the bartender and seeing her nod, he was assured that the three males were alright.
"What's yer name?" The red haired one asked.
"Gnail Gearcore" He answered as he took the empty seat that was offered to him.
"What ye doing out 'ere, so fa' away from Gnomeregan?" The black haired one asked as he took a swift drink from his mug soon after.
"I ran away."
"We can see that" The brown haired one pointed to the gnome's attire. Gnail didn't have time to pack anything but his pocket watch and some silver coins. He wore simple clothing along with a cloak of polar bear fur which was a bit long on him.
"I'm Griddle" The red haired dwarf introduced himself with a nod.
"Eiclare" The black haired one raised his mug.
"Rem is the name" Lastly the brown haired one.
"Pleasure to meet you all" Gnail smiled.
"Same to ye" The three dwarves said in unison.
Gnail had gotten his bread and milk and spent his time sharing laughs with the dwarves. His first meeting with dwarves he would say was the greatest time he had spent on a trip. He hoped meeting other races were just as enjoyable. The gnome had rented a bed for the night and actually slept well. Every now and then he would look at his pocket watch, thinking of home, but he knew he couldn't turn back, especially not now.
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As soon as morning came, Gnail got ready and headed up to the door.
"Where ye goin' so early?" The bartender had stopped the gnome. Gnail was surprised she was actually up.
"Going to continue my journey."
"And what would that be?"
"I'm trying to find a place of magic; where I can study and become a sorcerer" Gnail's tone sounded determined.
"Well then, you should be headin' te the Hillsbrad Foothills then" The bartender chuckled as she began preparing the bar to be opened.
"Why? What's there?" Gnail moved a step closer to the female. Hope creeping up on him.
"In the Foothills is the city of magi, Dalaran."
The word 'Dalaran' stuck with him. When first hearing the word, Gnail saw white buildings tall and magical; the sky would be filled with stars whether night or day and the city would gleam, "Thank you" Gnail said before he left in a run. North it was, to the Hillsbrad Foothills. To Dalaran.
Gnail had walked along the north road for hours on end. Every now and then he would turn to his right and peer at the large Loch Modan and see the light glisten of the water. Then the sun had set and night fell. It was foolish of him to not bring any tools or even something that can be used as a weapon, for he pondered if the planes were filled with hostile animals. Fear of the dark, the gnome tried his best to continue forward, but the further he walked from Thelsamar, the deeper he walked into the unknown.
There in the distance. There was a light. Was it a campfire? Were there other dwarves? Gnail dashed ahead, hoping that the light would bring him safety. Up close, the gnome saw the light coming from a lit candle jutting out of the grass. Very odd that no one was around, and to leave a lit candle was questionable. But nevertheless, it was a way through the dark. Gnail reached to grab the candle but it moved. As a figure bolted out of the grass, Gnail was sent back in fear as the creature with the candle on it's head yelled "YOU NO TAKE CANDLE!"
The weird candle creature chased the poor gnome for some time until a rocky wall ended the trail. Gnail didn't give up, he climbed a bit and sat on a ledge to catch his breath. Once the creature caught up, it tried to climb as well, however the gnome panicked and subconsciously kicked the creature, but before it was sent back down, it had caught a hold of Gnail's leg and dragged him down with it. The both of them fell to the grass. With the creature being more faster, it got up and rushed for the gnome in which Gnail, so scared pulled out the only thing in his pocket to fight with. He slammed the pocket watch into the creature's nose, and then the temple.
Gnail relaxed as he stood over the unconscious candle creature. His breathing eased as a smile crept up on his face; victory in his first battle in the wild, "I guess it's time for me to head on" Gnail said with a pun intended as he began walking north again.
Because Gnail was chased off the road; he was in more danger than before. He knew his direction, but the sounds of the night made things worse. The gnome was lucky enough to find a hole in a tree in which he climbed into. Indeed he found shelter, but he had to share it with an owl.
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Morning came. But it wasn't the sun that woke the gnome; it was the rain. Rain or not, Gnail was too determined to reach the city of magic to give up or delay his journey. He continued on. The grass had dwindled and the way became steep upward. Hours later, Gnail found himself at very high ground with more rock than plants. He took a moment to rest and eat what bread he had left. If he continued the way he was going, he might instead be walking along a mountain side rather than a traveler's road. The gnome looked back and saw his path distant.
Gnail continued the way he was going. Hoping that his sense of direction wasn't wrong. However, the further he walked, the more the rain poured. At some point, the sun vanished and was replaced by dark clouds which gave more than just the rain, it gave thunder and lightning as well.
He pushed himself against the rain and against the wind. He didn't want to give up, he couldn't. At least shelter would do him some good. At some point, the gnome had thought he was being followed, but who in their right mind would go this path other than him? Then, lightning struck hard so close to Gnail that the force sent him flying against a boulder.
Gnail's eyes blurred as he slowly blinked. He laid on the rocky floor, staring up at some cloaked figure with it's cowl covering the face. It was short. Was it a dwarf? A gnome? A goblin? Gnail had passed out before he could even try to ask.
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Gnail Gearcore woke to find himself in an aisle of books. The shelves were very wide and very tall. He looked down both sides of the aisle to see continuing bookshelves and aisles but cannot seem to see a wall. The aisles seem to never end. The gnome stood up and patted his wet clothing.
Gnail sat on the floor against the shelf, trying to remember what had happened to him. As he looked to his side, he noticed on the bridge of one of the books titled "32 Cloaking Spells and Theories". The gnome quickly pulled out the book and flipped through it. It was a spell book; more advanced than the one he had back at home. Gnail looked up and scanned the shelves. Numerous books had titles of spells, enchantments, curses, jinxes, and more. Was he in Dalaran? He couldn't tell, but he felt like he was.
After an hour of reading, Gnail decided to have a look around the library. Indeed it was a library, but the size of it could actually house an army and a half, possibly more. It was a dream come true; all of these shelves held books of magical theories and spells, but… There was no door. No way out.
For the next thirty years, Gnail Gearcore, who had changed his last name to Mainspring, had been trapped in the library where he had read as much as he wanted. Several mysteries lay in his mind: How did he get there? Who was that mysterious figure? Where was this place? How was he going to get out? And why didn't he ever get hungry?
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