The following has been sent out to all Theatre of Shadows registrants...
My friends,
Many of you have spotted the facebook incursion on Sunday from escaped fugitive Silas Nadir. He’s taunting us. We need your help now more than ever.
The first clue to Nadir's location arrived late last night and we set our three top code-breakers to solve the puzzle.
This morning, they were each found dead in their homes. On the wall beside each body was scrawled "Silas 3, Sanctuary 0."
And so we must call upon you.
Time is of the essence. Before they were killed, our code-breakers worked out that the clues seem to point to an unusual sequence of numbers. They managed to fill in not one space before Nadir found them: ? ? . ? ?, leaving us four spaces to fill for now.
Remember Nadir's promised us three clues: so to throw him and his accomplices off the scent, the next clue will be sent out to all those registered to Theatre of Shadows. If you haven't already – be sure to sign up for free as a matter of urgency. Operatives in the US, Norway and Sweden we know that registration is an impossibility for you right now: rest assured we will need you for the third clue. You are crucial too.
Here’s the first clue:
1. Take the number of letters in my magical discipline (here's a hint, idiots — it's a two-worded ability), then multiply that by the age of the Jitter Girls. Add to this the number of rooms in the Midnight Hotel and then subtract the age of a sorcerer named Petrichor. With me so far? Keeping up? Now put in a decimal point (do you know what that is?), then the amount of damns I give about any one of you, and follow this with the maximum number of Dead Men there is at any one time. Now subtract the number of babies stolen by the goblin brothers. Whatever their names are. Ugly little critters, the lot of them. Not as ugly as the babies, though.
And that's all he's given us to fill in ? ? . ? ?. The Sanctuary’s resources are stretched so terribly thin… please help us find Nadir before he can kill again.
And be wary. He found our first code-breakers. He could find any of you, too.
Yours in magic,
Grand Mage Erskine Ravel
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This will be eventful... And possibly painful. You'll have to tell me every now and again...
*She looked back at Loki and grinned*
You'll have to help both of us...
---
*She pulled Ariana out of the bathroom and nuzzled her face into her stomach*
You cheeky thing. Daddy's fine. He'll be good!
*She peered down at Lorcan and looked worryingly at him*
Wolf...?
(Then you wonder why some people ship you.)
(Hey Blake!)
(IT WAS FLIRT FIGHTING!!))
(And now you're happy with each other and it won't help matters.)
(How is fighting flirting? Witty banter in the midst of a fight would make you and I far more shipable than Ellie and I, Rose.)
I am leaving the beautiful place that is a blanket pulled over my head to be with you guys. Feel honoured.
Hello.
I am beyond honored, Raven.
*Takes a low bow*
(It was flirting. It was so flirting. And we just try to kill each other for fun, Blake. Then we cuddle to make up! Because we're friends!!)
(Raven - wear the blanket like a hood and you won't have to leave. :P)
(RAVE!
*Cuddles*)
(I've never tried to kill you in a fight, that would be trying way to hard ._.)
(Stabbing? Trying to cut me in half? Does that not sound like killing? ATTEMPTED MURDER!)
Thank you Blake.
*pulls blanket over head like a hoodie*
*gets another blanket because I'm freezing*
Thank you Dragona.
(NO.
Blione is the only ship involving me I will ever support.)
(From the woman that was shouting " We will kill you! " over and over)
(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu-_ssjoNaI/TKwGeOeZJlI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/tKymE_Pq5qE/s1600/P1020912.JPG
Deathlake.)
(ELAKE!)
(*Facepalm*)
(*Laughs*)
(Heh.)
*Lorcan started shaking slightly as he drew his knees into him.*
Lorcan: No... it can't be... it died. The silver killed it.
Casha: Come on, we need to get you into bed.
*She pulled Lorcan's arm over her shoulder and helped him into their bed.
Ariana cooed quietly, she touched Rose's cheek as her hand slightly glowed.*
I think Bleni might sound better.)
(There have been numerous occasions where I could have killed her and I have refrained from doing so each time. If you want her dead, kill her yourself.)
(Nope. I'm just a casual observer. :)
I have like nothing to do with ships. I couldn't care less about them.)
(Class...)
Okay, I'm only voicing my opinion because I can, and in my opinion....Blake is taken and it just so damn weird that you're shipping him with other people and...no, just no.
(Romantic ships I don't care about. Warships, pirate ships and starships are another matter entirely.)
(Elleni - just trying to make the name sound better.)
(Okay time to stop the ship talk WHO WANTS TO FIGHT? :D)
(Well, Leri doesn't. She's not much of a fighter. She's an engineer.)
(Eh, doesn't matter anyways. I have to go eat food. Be back in however long it takes for me to become full.)
(I have to go now. Bye!)
*She watched them pass, staying beside the bathroom. She looked at Ariana's hand and then at Lorcan*
Are you suggesting something, baby? Can you heal him...?
Frigga: I shall help, I promise.
((I AM HOME :D -Zaf))
(Rose2)
Thank you, Frigga!
*Kari kicked out and giggled up at Frigga*
(I think I'm vanishing now... I'll try and be on in a few moments...)
((Pages is right below Posts.))
As for the profile, try this.
https://www.blogger.com/revert-profile.g
The new page button is on the little gray bar above the list of posts or pages.
Above the list of pages, but it's like the one above the list of posts, and I meant to explain that, but I have to go now.
(Back, and alright Ellie let's do it c:<)
*Blake appears in front of Ellie with a blinding flash, the tip of his sword an inch away from her neck*
Good fight, better luck next time.
You said you wanted to fight, it seems it's over already.
*His blade stays unwavering at her neck*
(Here ish...)
Yup, and I gave you no time for a counterattack.
*hugs her Alastair*
*His eyes widen as he leans back, pulling a Matrix dodge to avoid his own sword. Falling flat on his back he holds his free hand up at Ellie, glowing grosses blasting out from his palm*
(Crosses*, silly computer, you shouldn't try to correct my spelling.)
(Let's go with three. They act as a blunt projectile weapon, anything they hit gets a nice cross shaped dent in it if it isn't blown right apart.)
(And of course, anything unholy is especially vulnerable to them. But I don't think that applies here.)
(I think that you should do whatever your heart wants you to do, El!!))
(It's not like I'm going at full power! If I wanted to blast you apart I would have done so a long time ago.)
(The blasty-aparty-thingy would only happen if I was seriously trying to hurt someone, in a regular old spar they'd feel like a good solid punch. Everyone acts like I'm constantly trying to kill people ;-;)
(You're stealing my fights, El...)
(In my his defense, Blake was not in control of himself during the massive demon battle.-J)
*He shoots upwards, aiming a chained fist at Ellie's chin as he rises*
(I'll watch... You were always welcome to join us!!))
*He skids back, whipping golden chains at Ellie's arm as he fights to maintain balance*
(Did everyone poof? ;-;)
I am here.
Yay!
*Hugs Raven*
But what about the people I was fighting? ;-;
*hugs Blake*
I don't know where they went. I'm sorry. Please don't cry.
There you go, your fighting friend is back, I shall return to just hiding out here until someone else in lonely.
*He smirks and pulls back on the chains, firing another cross at Ellie as he pulls her closer*
*He whips the chains over his head, pulling Ellie into the air with them. As she crosses over head he leaps upwards, aiming the hilt of his sword for her gut*
(I pulled you into the air over my head by the chains wrapped around your arm, as you pass above me I jump up and bash your guts with the hilt (Bottom) of my sword)
(Madam these are no ordinary chains. These are golden chains infused with Blake's magic, making them incredibly strong and harmful to unholy beings.)
(T'is a part of Blake's canon so I shall speak of it when explaining his abilities. Shoots me with what exactly? Your're being very general.)
(He wasn't* holy. Upon destroying the demon inside him which was suppressing his paladin abilities he became holy once more. If you were referring to how he acts, he never exactly had a fan club in the paladin order.-J)
*He stumbles back from the bullet, clutching his shoulder. His hand glows for a moment and when we pulls it away the wound is gone*
You shot me...
How rude.
*He thrusts his sword into the ground, energy glowing around it. The ground cracks and rises in a shockwave headed directly for Ellie*
(Might be, but you're gonna get flung into the sky. As for the chain it's still wrapped tightly around your arm, unless you did something about it.)
(It's infused with magic so I can control it's movements to a degree, right now I'm keeping it latched on your arm with enough strength to keep it from falling off on it's own. You could probly wiggle out of it.)
Why? It's keeping you from running off.
*He tugs down on the chain and leaps up at her, his blade a storm of slashes*
*He lands heavily on his feet, the ground slightly giving way underneath him*
You might have second thoughts after this.
Abi hinc cum imbrem ferreum.
*His body glows, and so does the air behind him. A wall of golden magic circles comes to life, multiple copies of his sword protruding from each. They turn to point Ellie and fly forwards as a massive rain of blades*
(Ummm I'm not here just a question to Blake, is that Latin for _______ with a (rain?) of steel?)
(The mod of gods is strong with this one. Either way, a wall of breeze isn't going to stop this attack.)
("Begone with the rain of iron" is a rough translation.)
(About three hundred, and this is still holding back.)
(There isn't enough space for them to all be aimed directly at you, but they are all pointed in your general direction. A miss margin of about five meters, keep in mind that they did not all fire at the same time so the onslaught will be going for a few seconds.)
(I'm going to learn how to photosynthesis...)
I do believe that does it, I should probably go heal her before I get charged with murder.
*He rushes to Ellie, stumbling a bit from the use of such a large spell. He slides to his knees beside the pincushion that is Ellie and holds his hands over her. The blades dissipate into shards of light and a soft glow covers his hands, moving down to Ellie's body and slowly closing her wounds.*
(I don't feel like that's something humans can physically do, Rose...)
(To do that Rose, wouldn't you have to reprogram all your cells so that contained things like chloroplasts? And then wouldn't you turn green because of the chlorophyll?)
(There's an first time for everything.
And yes. But I'm weird. I'll adapt.)
(Well good luck Rose.)
(They're stealing my sun...)
(Bai! *Cuddles Ellie*
ROSE WANNA FIGHT NOW THAT ELLIE'S GONE? :D)
I think she's busy photosynthesizing.
It would appear so...
(ILL FIGHT IF YOUR STILL HERE!!))
(I WAS CLASSING!! NOW IM SICKING!!))
(Oh, yay :D)
(Horrible wifi here, btw...)
*She looked at Blake, grinning*
I'm surprised you're still breathing. I honestly thought Loki would have killed you by now... But alas, it seems I shall have to do the job myself...
If she's not here, I will keep you company until she returns and you can fight again.
And she's here, now fight, it's fun to watch.
(Such a lifesaver, Rave. Love ya! You can join in if you want!!))
*Quietly watches, partially behind a tree, but not putting a lot of effort into hiding*
(Nah, it's fine, I haven't really fought before, Raven would of had to go through so e traumatic event for her to want to fight, plus her powers are sort of limited until she practices more, I'm not sure a fight would be very enjoyable for you.)
*walks to the tree*
*hides with the stranger*
Why are we hiding?
*Looks down at Raven*
Well, hello there.
We're not hiding, we're discreetly observing.
(Hi Jarek!
Rave, okay! If you ever want to fight, I'm always open!)
Okay...
*looks up at Jarek*
I'm Raven, why are we discretely observing?
(Hello, Death Rose.)
(Blake. You didn't just leave me, did you?)
(I'll keep that in mind Rose.)
(Please, call me Rose! Love your name, by the way!!))
Well, I'm not entirely certain why you are, but in my case, it's to wait for anything that's left behind.
*He smiles, though there's little warmth in it*
(In that case, thank you, Rose.)
(^.^)
(Blake, I'm actually going to kill you.)
Well, I'm discretely observing for the same reason you are.
*frowns*
What would be left behind? Are you in some kind of trouble?
Oh, all sorts of things are left behind after two powerful mages fight. It's just a matter of knowing where and how to look.
Can I help you look? When I was really little my dad used to take me bird watching, I was good at looking then.
And I'm not in trouble.
*That cold smile again*
(You think I'm powerful? Aw... Thanks!!)
(Blake, darling, I'm going to rip out your spine.)
Well, You can certainly try. To some extent, leftovers is my discipline. I'm sure, however, that if you try enough, you'll be able to help with something.
(You're welcome, Rose.)
(I really, truly, am touched, Jarek. I like you. You're nice.)
(Why, thank you.)
(Sorry for poofing, I'm here. Good luck with all carrying through with all those threats, I won't hold back on you like I did Ellie.)
Leftovers? As in warmed up mashed potatoes from last night's dinner?
(Hakuna matata, Jarek!
I'll try, Blake... Just you wait...))
*He stands after healing Ellie, cracking his neck and fingers as he does so.*
Well, wasn't that a nice warm up? Shall we move on to the main event?
*His sword glows with a golden light as the chains on his left arm loosen and fall into his hand*
*Chuckles*
Not exactly, though I could do a fair bit with leftover mashed potatoes in the right circumstances. I was referring to leftover bits of magic, or hairs or old flakes of skin that you're always losing but never notice. That sort of thing.
The main event, oh, how touching. I think I'm feeling the love!
*She grinned back at him, her gaze on the she of a glare*
Age before beauty.
Oh....okay.
So basically, you're a magical forensic scientist doing all the Locard's principle stuff?
(AMY!
*Cuddles*)
(Amy!)
Considering you have a boyfriend who's well over fifteen hundred years old I would assume age is your area of expertise, but I'll go first anyways.
*He dashes forward, swinging the chains at his side at her legs and slashing wildly, his blade nothing but a golden streak*
Hello Raven! Hello Death! *cuddles back*
Hello Blake!
(Hey Amy)
...fight?
(@Amy: What else would me and Rose be doing together?)
(Hello, Amethyst Temerity)
*Raises an eyebrow* You could say that. If you felt like it.
Who wants the dedication?
*She jumped backwards and shot Blake away with a gravitational repulse*
Again with the chains? What does Chi think of this? I can't imagine Loki being all to happy about another man trying to get me in chains...
*She winked at him*
And age doesn't matter. It has never mattered. Ever.
(Hai Ameh!)
(Gahh, I have to go because yeah. Bye Jarek,Amy, Blake,Rose, anyone. I missed, all those ghosting,)
*As he flies back Blake positions himself facing away from Rose with his sword leading, disappearing with a flash of light he reappears behind her still flying forwards from the repulse*
Hey Jarek! I don't think we've met before! Nice to meet you!
Bye Raven!
(Buh-bye Raven)
I have to go! Be back later!
(Bye Rave!)
*She didn't see him behind her. She cried out as the blade entered her stomach. She pushed herself off the blade and she turned to look at Blake, the shadows growing into her eyes, making them like black voids*
(Bye Amy)
(Goodbye, Raven)
(Nice to meet you as well, Amethyst.)
(A storm front seems to have blown in, and it may force me to abruptly break off both the roleplay and any conversation. Apologies in advance.)
(Goodbye, Amethyst.)
(toodles Amy!
Okay, Jarek!)
Already? I thought I would get to play with Rose for a while first.
ambagesque!
*The chains on his arm shoot into the ground, weaving through the earth and surfacing around Rose, they tangle themselves around her limbs and body*
Hello. Turns out I have WiFi. I have to go to sheep I am sharing a room with my brother so I can't stay up till midnight but just wanted to stop in.
Also, hello Jarek! I'm Dugglyn Carzainia the wild banshee ninja! Nice to meet you! And wow! The storm is that strong?! 0.0
Hello everyone else!!!! Have a great whatever time it is for you! I have to sheep! Night!
(Hello (and goodbye?) Dug)
Well...
Supposed to be goodbye.
But give me a couple minutes. I think me bro be asleep!
*She looked down at the chains and tried to lift her arms. She couldn't. She gripped one tightly in her hand and sent a repulse between the link, making it break. She grinned back up at Blake*
She wants to play too... But she doesn't fight like me... I fight... She flounders around...
(Hello, Dugglyn Carzainia. Please excuse me for not typing out your full title.)
(Hi/bye Dugg!)
Jarek, do you happen to be on the east or west coast of the United States? Cause I'm on the east coast right now and there are big storms and I live on the west coast where I heard there are big storms! Kinda funny!
I'm watching the lightning right now..
(No, the storm is unlikely to cause me to lose power, but I do so love to attempt to catch lightning on camera, and it has a higher priority for me, considering the rarity of lightning in this part of the world. I just thought it'd be better if I didn't mention that.)
(I will not be disclosing my location, thank you.)
Jarek, that's fine! You can call me Dugglyn or Duggy or just Dugg/Dug. Whatever you want.
*He winces as the link breaks, it's not easy to come by chains that can hold magic as strong as Blakes*
Is that so? As I recall you lasted even less time than she did when we last met. Ended with a sword stuck in your gut if I remember correctly.
*The chains pull back through the earth, weaving back around Blake's arm as they pull Rose closer to the ground. He walks towards her with his sword up, further increasing the downward pull*
Ok, I understand!
Oh, well that's really cool! Good luck! Hope you get good pictures!
*She freed her legs and her other arm the same way, only to return grinning at Blake*
It was my first time in control... I was weak... But I know what to do... How to move properly... How to access my powers...
*She reached out to his sword, grasping the hilt of it over Blake's hand and squeezed, breaking the bones in his hand*
(Alright, Dugglyn.)
(Would anyone object if I were to leave the relative safety of my parentheses?)
Are you STILL fighting? Also apologizes, my authot hasn't felt well and has made sanctuary in the bathroom.
(No objections from me!)
(We just started fighting again! You can join in if you'd like, Loki!!
*Cuddles*
Poor author... I hope she's okay...))
If she is fighting, I ought to leave.
*Blake frowns upon feeling his hand tighten and snap*
*He kinda needs those*
*His hand glows, repairing its self as he spins, bringing his foot into a rather unpleasant meeting with Rose's face*
So uh, what exactly are you? True name? Strange possessor? Outside influence? The possibilities really are endless, trust me, I had a demon inside me for a while.
No, I am leaving. I have no wish to watch you be hurt, so I shall let my author go back to whatever she is doing. It is unfortunate Midgardians like her can become sick.
Hello, Loki of Asguard. Are you STILL doing whatever Loki of Asguard does with his spare time?
...
May your author have a speedy recovery.
(Oh Hi Loki
Oh, bye Loki...)
(Loki, why do you always leave when I fight?! Hang around!))
*She stumbled back, a hand covering her now-broken nose*
I am me... Another name inside her head... She had many... Few are strong enough to make themselves known...
*She glared at Blake, infusing as much magic into the action as she could*
(Bloody Hell, Loki! I don't get to see you as much as I like and then you leave when I fight?! What the Hell?!
Actually.
Forget it.
And when I say 'it'...)
What- no, Rose. I ought to leave because my author is having problems.
*He gasps as his body crumples in on its self, dropping his weapons so as not to be harmed by them in the small black hole. A faint light glows from his chest, spreading over his form and right off it. The glow extends and grows, soon, a solid orb of golden light blocks Blake from outside view*
Ow... ow... and ow...
*He begins to repair his body, bones painfully shifting back into place*
I shall stay, but I will be extremely distant.
Thank you, Dugglyn. I hope I get good pictures as well.
Hello, Adrasdos Dark.
(And because you don't want to see me hurt! Too bad, mister, pain is my life!)
*She looked down at the golden orb and pressed her hand against it, black replacing the gold. It would start to crumble in a moment*
Hello, Jarek...
*Hugs her Alastair gently, preening him*
(Hey Adra.
*Is definitely in a mutterif kind of mood*
*Apologises*
*In a mutter*)
If you want to spend time with me, I will be here, but I wish not to fight.
(Forget it, Loki. Leave if you want.)
Sorry for Poof. May be back. Idk. Storm is pretty amazing.
Hello...
*nods*
*is still watching, standing eerily still*
I-
...
*Buries her head in Alastair's chest*
Storms are amazing indeed, Dugglyn. *smiles*
I am not fighting or leaving, Rose.
*As the orb cracks, a blinding light shines through it, followed shortly after by a massive explosion. A golden warrior with wings of light floats a few inches off the ground in the center of the eruption, pure white sword aimed at Rose*
This will not end well for you, name
(Hey Adra. Here but Wbd and Msd)
(Pretend the speech there is in italics <-<)
*Joins Jarek standing equally as still*
Are you still discretely observing?
(Hello, I'm back.)
(Whatever, Loki.)
*She was flung back by the explosion and looked at the warrior*
This shall end badly for me...? Oh... I'm just getting started...
*She lunged forward, a dagger from her coat flying towards the warrior with blinding speed*
No
*His image blurs and disappears, coming back into focus behind Rose. Spreading his arms wide like a cross, glowing white (You guessed it) crosses burst off his form and tear through the air at his opponent*
*Tilts head toward Adrasdos, somewhat concerned for her well-being, but as he's never met her before, he hasn't the faintest idea what to do*
Of course, Raven.
(Welcome back)
No?
(Wb Raven)
*She darted away from him and tried to avoid the crosses. One slammed into her from the side and she cursed loudly as she lost her footing. She tumbled to the ground, only to glare up at him with the same intensity as before*
*sighs* Now you wish not to continue with me, I assume.
(You wouldn't be wrong. You won't let me fight. I like fighting. And you don't like the names either. They're part of me, Loki. You need to accept it.
Accept it or leave.)
So......you must have a lot of patience.
*sits in the ground and begins to make daisy chains*
Would you like a daisy chain?
*on
Can't type, fat fingers.
Whatever. You want to fight, fine. Names I refuse to treat as I would you.
I like to consider myself an extremely patient man. I have to be.
Certainly, if you don't mind making me one.
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