A World on the Verge-RP

[Linkforce]

*Back at Kirla*
*In a repair garage*

Man: Hey!  Stark!  You here?
Stark: *From a back room* Yea, I'm here......Link is that you?
Link: Yea, it's me!

*Stark walks from the back room toward Link*
*They greet eachother and Link tells Stark of the upcoming race*

Link: So, I'll need the Zhagnol.
Stark: You know I can't just give it to you for something so vague as this.
Link: I really need it though.  This could be the Relic I've been looking for.

*Stark thinks to himself*
*Stark walks over to his desk, sifts through some papers, and pulls one out*

Stark: Here, take this to Jimmy's.  Tell him I sent'cha.
Link: So you'll....
Stark: Yea, I'll lend it to ya.  But you're not going alone.  I'm comin' with ya.

*Stark winks*

[Omegadestroyer7]

*in a darkened room somewhere near rishkin*

shady looking guy: there is a race being held, the reward is a relic said to grant the wish of anyone who holds it

omega: hmmm... you want this relic?

shady: of course, youre the only man i can trust for this job.

omega: do you want me to win the competition, or aquire the reilc by any means possible?

shady: the legend states that it must be handed down to have its powers used... youll have to win it.

omega: you know... this wont be cheap

shady: i understand and have plenty of cash, half now...

omega: ...half on delivery (this should be simple, take the relic, and use it to get revenge) i know the routine by now

*omega takes his rifle, knives, and money, and begins to walk out...*

shady: wait, you know i could-

omega: i work alone... *leaves*

omega: i work alone

[Dragonium]

*Somewhere in the centre of an age-old city named Mizunnia. A messenger puts a poster on the wall of a building, advertising the race. It is placed next to a Wanted poster, which seems to be fairly old*

*A stranger in a heavy coat approaches the poster, and tears the Wanted poster down the middle, before noticing the race poster*

Stranger: Insumn... Firlen mie hynu fyrv ciaer...

*He throws off his coat, revealing a glistening suit of armour and a 5 foot long leather scabbard holding a two-handed broadsword - both ornately decorated*

Stranger: Kayemm fiu mina scerr, tagle nim okagi byyt...

*He shakes his head, flicking his shoulder-length scarlet hair out of his face. He then reaches for the poster, and scans it briefly*

Stranger: "To all who dare, the King proclaims a race around the world. All who own Airships may attend, however loss of life will not be a responsibility of the Kingdom. The prize shall be a relic of great power, which may grant the user's most desired wish".

*He stuffs the poster into a pouch on his belt, and walks down an archway into darkness, muttering to himself all the way*

[Grandy]

*A man with green clothes/hair and eyes is walking down an street, he stops, read a sign, and smiles, then he run away to one Vessel stoped next to the town and flies to the castle*
 In the sign was write:

  To all who dare, the King proclaims a race around the world. All who own Airships may attend, however loss of life will not be a responsibility of the Kingdom. The prize shall be a relic of great power, which may grant the user's most desired wish

 Man: *thinking* "My wish, uh? Well, I just wish some adventures and maybe one or other cute girl with me. This sounds like an adventure! I just need to find a cute girl now ^_^"

[Kinslayer]

At a bar, a young bard recites with his heart a sad poem. Then, a soldier enters and notices everyone about the race.

The young bard asks: "What is the price for winning?"

The soldier answers: "You will be rewarded with a relic which can grant any wish. Who are you? "

Daegurth: If this relic can grant ANY wish, then I'll win the race. My name is Daegurth and it is a name that nor you nor anyone must forget for the rest of their lives! My gondola is faster than what it looks, so I'll be able to win although I do not own an airship. I have traveled a lot, so I know almost all the tricks of a fast travel! Farewell! *leaves the bar*


 

[Dragonium]

*The stranger enters an old house, with a large storehouse outside it. It is lit by a few torches, and a wooden chair adorns the centre, next to a larger table covered in bits of parchment*

Dragonium: Urgh... I wonder...?

*He leans on the table and scans a few pieces of paper, glancing at the poster every so often*

Dragonium: Ah... Yes... *He unbuckles the cuff of his right arm, revealing a small lump inside his wrist*

Dragonium: The Seed of Ages... "Immensely long life, and great strength"... A charmed life...

*He slams his fist down on the table, the legs buckle, and splinters fall from them*

Dragonium: That is all I know of it... Perhaps... *He rereads the poster* Yes...

*He sits down on the chair, and pours himself a drink from a hip flask, draining his glass in one gulp*

Dragonium: I may test this relic's power...

*Suddenly, he stands up and walks outside, turning into the outhouse and undoing the lock. Inside is an airship, small as airships go, but nevertheless a formidable sight. It is beautifully polished, with red sails bearing an ancient symbol, and foreign words engraved in gold into its side*

Dragonium: The Heartland... How I wondered when the time would come... *He strolls up to it, and climbs a rope ladder hanging from the side of it, then stands leaning over the port side* Just like old times.

[Linkforce]

*Jimmy's Garage in Kirla*

Link:*Walks through a garage gate* Yo, Jimmy!
Jimmy: *Undeneath an airship, tuning it up*Who's that?
Link: Who do ya think it is?

*Jimmy slides from underneath the airship*
*He gets up and holds out his arms to hug Link*
Jimmy: Link! *Hugs* Man, It's been a long time.
Link: Three years I think?
Jimmy: Too long...*notices the paper in Links hand*  Can I help you with anything?
Link: Actually, yeah...*lifts paper up to Jimmy and hands it to him*

*Jimmy carefully reads the note*

Jimmy: A race huh?
Link: Yea, and I'll need the Zhagnol.
Jimmy: Well Link ma boy, you came at just the right time!

*Winks at Link as he lead him around to the airship*

Jimmy: I just finished tuning up this baby.  Fixed the engine for maximum efficiency, tuned up its navigational system, and of course... *signals above to a worker*
*A large black cannon erupts from the front of the ship*
*Inside is a very large spear with a chain attached to it*

Jimmy:...what would you do without this baby. *Winks*
Link: Haha! Jimmy, I love ya man!
Jimmy: Here, take it, she's all yours.
Link:.....Thanks Jimmy.
Jimmy: But under one condition........you steam the other competeters and show them what this baby's made of!
Link: Can do buddy, can do.

[ZeroKirbyX]

*In an alley in the lower part of town*
Cloaked Man; No, no, no, no, no , NO!!! Which one of these booths was it?! They all look the same! *Walks about 10 feet* Ah! Here she is.

*Pulls on large tarp covering what appears to be a fruit stand*
Cloaked Man: Still good as new.

*As the tarp slides off it reveals a tattered old military airship, it's old steel hull dulls everything in it's reflection. The front is a giant glass cockpit, the glass as dark as the shadows the ship is in. It's cannons, the best as of 3 years ago, have far been surpassed by those equipped on modern military ships.*

Cloaked Man: Best place to hide is right out in the open. *Grinning, he steps in the door*

Voice from Inside: Back already Kleid? You've only been out for a few days. We're usually stationed for a month or two. Something wrong?

Kleid: Not at all Mikael, but take a look at this. *Holds up a poster declaring the race*

Mikael: Airship... race... prize... artifact... one wish... This is great Kleid! You can wish you're freedom! You can stop being a fugitive!

Kleid: Maybe, but I don't even know if I'm gonna compete. I'm wanted by the law and you, you're not even human anymore.

Mikael: *Floating out of the shadows is what appears to be a large bullet for an unknown weapon, three times as large as shotgun shell* Hey, I was until someone let me get shot by the military!!

Kleid: Me? That's funny. *He walks into the cockpit, turns the seat around and comfortably seats himself in it* You're the one that was too slow to dodge that bullet. You're just lucky that it hit you're little necklace, or else it wouldn't have sealed you in that little bullet.

Mikael: Little!! Do you not see how big this bullet was?!

Kleid: Whatever, we're leaving in three days, so I'm gonna go get supplies.
*As he leaves the ship, the  heavy steel door shuts with a loud thud.*

[Danie]

*In an inn near Rishkin*
*Beleron comes in and sits at the bar*

Bartender: What do you want stranger?

*Beleron slams a small coin on the bar*

Beleron: A pint of cheap ale  and some information.

Bartender: The only thing that i've heard recently is that the King is offering an acient relic that grants a wish to whoever wins a giant world race.

Beleron: Hmmmmm. If that's true why arn't you going?

Bartender: HAH! I don't have a ship and anyway why would the king give away an artifact of such power? It just sounds fishy.

*Beleron sits back and finishes his ale*

[blackskullwarlock]

*meanwhile in the depths of the Underdark, Zaknafein thought about various strategies for the race until someone knocked at the door*

Zaknafein: Come in...

Messager: Matron Mother Ardulace summons you. Come now or perish by her hands.

Zaknafein: ...

*after walking to the Matron Mother's mansion*

Ardulace: Zaknafein, you are my most prized pilot and I know everything that goes around my city. I heard you are leaving with your 'Predator' to participate in a race against rivvins...what if the Kuo-Toans attack while you are absent?

Zaknafein: Your troops are more than powerful enough to stop any pathetic Kuo-Toa that would break tru the gate...beside, The Silver Dragon made a pact with out city...even tho it was a deal to our advantage.

Ardulace: You might be right, male. Go above the ground and win this race for the glory of the Drow and squash anyone that stands in your way for the Drows must rule supreme!

Zaknafein: I shall make sure that your name strikes fear into my opponents...

Ardulace:Then leave now, male, and do not come back until you have won!

Zaknafein: Yes Matron Mother...

*thus Zaknafein left the Matron Mother's house and is heading to his 'Predator's hiding place*

[Omegadestroyer7]

underground hangar 2 miles south of rishkin

omega: is the nexus prepared?

crewman1: no, we need to finish some minor repairs

omega: how big is my crew going to be?

co-captian: sorry, sir only 3 men on cannons, me, and you

omega: should be plenty...

omega: how is the arsenal?

co-captain: well-stocked plenty of shells for all 3 gunners

omega: good, good...

[Dragonium]

*Meanwhile, inside the Heartland's hangar*

Dragonium: Hmph... Just gotta fly outta here, and...

*He fiddles with the controls at the rear of the airship and mutters something, pistons at the sides of the ship pump and twist, and the ship rises into the air, with small propellers at various angles spinning underneath it*

Dragonium: Good... I wonder if everything still works...?

*He wanders over to one of many oversized ballistas, which seems old and dusty*

Dragonium: Now, just the right touch, and...

*He tugs a rope; a bolt as long as a man fires out, and carries on straight through the stone wall, leaving a clean round hole*

Dragonium: Good. Heh... That's not the only surprise you have in store, is it...? *He smirks, and plays with his scabbard*

[Linkforce]

*As the racers began to assemble their vessels, elsewhere, the King held a council meeting that was to be conveyed across the entire world via telepathy thanks to his personal sorcerer*

King: People of Earth....those who have humbly accepted this race...I bring to you a message.  The race will take place in less than 2 days.  I suggest that all who wish to participate begin their departure to my castle immediatly.  The rules and the course of the race will be explained once you arrive.  You will be provided with rooms and food once you arrive until the race begins.  

*In Kirla, Link and Stark stare into the sky looking at the holographic image of the King*

Link: Nice, free rooms and free food!  Is everything ready?  Can we leave now?

Stark: Yea, I'm just gonna go check on our reserves.  Once I'm done, we'll go.

*Back in the castle*

King: ...coming alone would not be a good option but it is completely up to the racer...........and God speed racers.....God speed...

[Dragonium]

*Dragonium is kneeling down, tuning a small sub-piston, when the hologram appears*

King: People of Earth --

Dragonium: Huh?! *He suddenly jumps up, drawing his sword and slashing the hologram with unnatural speed. Slowly, he sheathes his sword and stares at the hologram*

King: ...those who have humbly accepted this race...I bring to you a message. The race will take place in less than 2 days. I suggest that all who wish to participate begin their departure to my castle immediatly. The rules and the course of the race will be explained once you arrive. You will be provided with rooms and food once you arrive until the race begins.

Dragonium: Good, good... Ritenka nurm icyo...

*He slides down the rope ladder and pulls another rope on a wall. Ancient machinery around the room begins to move, and the roof suddenly opens, letting in the pale, dusty sunlight*

Dragonium: I'm on my way...

*He quickly scales the rope ladder, pulls it up onto the deck, and takes the controls, guiding it out of the outhouse and up, into the sky*

[Grandy]

 *Grandy just saw the king talking personaly, since he already was in the castle*
 Grandy: Two days, uh, well, better get prepared, then.