The_Thorny_Devil

Iv had this idea a wile now....

A lot of people enjoy writing storys (me included) and i thought we could all make one together.

SO heres my idea
Each reply you make will consist of a short sentance or part of a sentance carried on from the last reply.
so for example;
1st reply- He walked into a bar
2nd reply- fell over and said "ouch"
3rd reply- he picked himself up and carried on walking.

Get it now?

So to start of this maddness;

Once apon a time there was a Hero standing under the globe statue in atlas park.

I was thinking more of a City of PvP sort of thing!!
Where heroes and villains rome the streets doing missions trying to avaoid or find other heroes/villains.

I know it's not great but here goes.....

CoX Logo

What ya think?

Good Job BB mate. Your a star [img]/uk/images/graemlins/laugh.gif[/img]

Londen. Wish i could have been there, to bask in his big uber mowhawk galory. [img]/uk/images/graemlins/tongue.gif[/img]

BB FTW [img]/uk/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img]

Basically, this link is to an album of screenshots iv taken on CoV, most of which by Thorny Devil on his journey from lvl 1 - 50. [img]/uk/images/graemlins/laugh.gif[/img]

Enjoy.

LInky

P.S there are 5 pages of pics. [img]/uk/images/graemlins/confused.gif[/img]

you can also post your own selection of 1 - 50 pics on here if you like.

TxT speak also annoys me. So does writing using such things as - ` ¬ ~ # @ * ^ "( ) to make lines and letters. Making patterns with them is fine, but when people use them instead of spaces and letters in sentances it can get very confusing and become a headache for me and im sure a lot of others, to read.

Warburg

I dingged LvL 50 a wile ago.

Thorny Devil / Mastermind / Nercomancy/Dark Miasma / Ghost Widow

Big Gratz to thoughs who have to

Thx, but what about slotting? Because I have no idea!!

Hi all you scrappy scrappers

I need some advice on how to go about respecing my Spines/Invun scrapper who is lvl 37 atm.
When I try, I mess up!!!
The thing is, i need a build that is more suited towards defence and being able to take damage as I like to get stuck in and pund foes for ages, rather then take foes down quick! Sounds odd I know, but everyone plays there own way

So any advice on a good lvl 50 build? Then I know what to take as I lvl.

Thx

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I'm not saying leadership toggles are essential but neither are they useless...


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I agree.
My necro/dark MM has all leadership but vengance, fitness, all dark but P.G and black hole. I have 5 toggles on most of the time and with 1 end reduc on each i'm never low on end, even when im debuffing all the time. Im not taking any PPP's as I dont find them thrilling so I have the space to take leadership.

I doubt id ever respec out leadership as when teaming its very usefull as buffs are always welcome.
It's more if you want leadership, not if its usefull or not!

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F4 - Not sure why, just had to pick one.

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Is the right answer

Gratz, Paj you won, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT

Anyone wanna try colouring it? I have but cant get it right

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Cool! I want to look like that in CoV :P

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I wish my hero did too.

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Dude.. awesome drawing. You like, did that with a pencil?

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95% pencil 5% black pen for some detail.

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Hellowie!

He's so cute! *Behuggles Lizard*

Nice drawing Thorny' Keep it up

The Rot Hood.


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Awwww thx TRH

Ths guys

Took me a wile Picky!

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Arriving in Grandville, Thorny Devil was on his way to a special contact, Demon biker trying to follow the angry Mastermind.

“So, where we going? What’s the problem short [censored]?” Not choosing his word correctly was his problem when upset or angry.

“Impatient aren’t we today?”

“Id appreciate it, if you could tell me where we going and what you need me for?”

“All in good time my fellow hell spawn”

Thorny came to a stand still in the gutter, arachnoids around the corner and hidden in the alley ways, the two demons stood in a courtyard in the middle of some buildings where a television stood propped up and some bricks and a plank of rotting wood.

“Is this it? Were here to watch TV?” Shouted Demon, his fiery anger now running through his veins like a train out of control, each time it cornered his anger would peak making his eyes glow like two suns in the back of his head.

“Just watch and you will see”

The screen flickered on without any power, Demon’s anger took a nose dive as he watches this seemingly normal TV turn it self on and somehow get a signal.
A picture started to appear, the sound of screaming tyres and engines roaring came bellowing out. As the sound turned down a clear picture of a rally car drifting round a corner came up. Darting over jumps and taking corners at 100mph as if a child was playing with his toy car. The voice of the co driver followed the engines roar “Over jump, slow down!” Yet it didn’t, the car took off the jump way to fast, a crash, surly to follow. As the front of the rally car neared the gravel road, its back end rose into the air becoming vertical with the ground. Its bonnet touching the ground first, the car quickly slammed onto its roof. The sound of metal and fibre glass twisting and contorting now irritating spectators ears as they watch in agony as it bounced around and flipped in the air ,then finally landing on its wheel rims. Gravel, dust and dirt lifted by the crash, falling as the car slid down a ditch by the side of the road, coming to a stand still as it hit a tree, side on.
Looking at the car, its decals no longer readable, windows no more and tyres littering the road. You wouldn’t think anyone would survive it, yet to the drivers, it common place in this job. The climbed out of the windscreen and onto the feet. Taking there helmets off; the camera was now looking strait at them as they walked towards it. The background and co driver slowly disappeared into white nothing. Leaving the driver staring strait at Thorny Devil and Demon Biker who was gob smacked and silent as to watch he was now seeing.

“Ahh, Thorny Devil, nice to see you again, and you brought a friend along to. Is he ok, he looks like he’s seen a ghost?” The figure reached into his pocket and pulled out a pipe and lit it. The smell of smoke wafted in the air around the two demons.

“He’s ok, just never seen a TV speak to him before. Could you help me find someone? You’re the only one I can think of who can help”

“For you? Anything, as long as it don’t involve me and water I’m game”

“I’m looking for my fiancée Mistress Nekra, she was kidnapped by the Hero Bio Lizard but I don’t have a clue where he took her”

To be continued…………..

What ya think?
Constructive criticism welcome

Here's the grid with all the chosen squares filled in.
Updated Grid

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i vote non! dead lich ftw! ;P (yes i know they're dead anyway....humour me!!) :P

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Of corse hes not there, I had to dismiss him guess where he was before I did If he was there, you would spot him np

HI everyone, and welcome to my "Spot the Lich" compotion


Basically, you have too look at the grid/picture below and guess where you think my Lich is, following the numbers and letters down the side and along the top.
Eg- A.1
Grid is here!

If you have ever played "Spot the ball" before then you will know what I mean.

The rules are;
Only one guess per person.
Once a space has been chosen it can't be chose again.
You can change your guess ONCE but remember to pick one not taken already.

The pirze stands at 150.000 infamy. (I know its not much to some but hey, its only a bit of fun.
There are 64 spaces to choose from and I will keep a record of the ones taken so I will let you know, once they are all taken, who the winner is

So good luck and I hope you win

My CoH main is called Bio Lizard

Great pic there, she looks mean

Geeez thats the best so far, far far better then the one of me......just AMAZING. the gold really high lights and brings it out.

Thx Over

Heres the next part



Demon Biker crashed down on top of the Giza, smashing the golden laminated tiles beneath him and causing the window to tremble and shack, his eyes bright red with frustration and anger to know why his friend Thorny Devil has a problem.
Just as his impatience became unbearable he turned round to see the helpless mastermind barely standing on two feet.

“Thorny….” He looked at him, clutching his stomach “….are you ok?”

The tiny devil fell back onto a wall as the demon ran to his aid.
Sitting against the wall Thorny turned to Demon.

“Its ok Thorny, I can heal you good as new”

“Thanks mate, you’re a life saver”

“Life saver? I thought you couldn’t die? You’re a demon like me!”

“Well…” He gasped for air as Demon cauterized the wound “that’s not entirely true!”

“What? You’re not a devil?”

“I am, half in fact, other human, I’ll explain”

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The door swung open as two figures walked through.

“This is the place”

“Sure? I thought you said it was a Office complex? This is a Warehouse!”

“164 Chepstow lane, its what’s written on the card he gave me, anyway, does it matter, we're only here to give this guy a cut of the deal?”

“Ok ok, that FIERY temper of yours gets on my nerves sometimes”

The two Villains walked through the many empty corridors. Sun shining through the broken dusty windows casting their shadows and causing scurrying animals to scatter and hide. They came to a hall, broken bottles and overturned shelves and machines lay dusted with all manner of junk.

“Dude this place stinks”

“Then hold your breath, and pass me the case”

He walked over to a table standing in the middle of the room with a metal case in hand. He looked towards a door at the opposite end of the room as it opened
Thorny laid the case on the table holding 500.000 in cash

“Just take the case and I'll be gone”

“Ay Thorny my man? Why you go so soon, I got another job for ya”

“You said that was the last job, I almost busted my butt for you that time?”

“Ay man no problem, this ones easy, killer” he reached for his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper.

“All you gatta do is……”

Glass came crashing down all around them as Longbow troops entered the building. The air was filled with adrenalin as bullets flew around the room with great ease lifting dust and dirt as they crashed into the walls and debris.

“You set me up you.....”

Thorny devil looked at his contact, blood running down him from bullet wounds

“I didn’t no…hone….sit…” He fell to the floor with a thump as Thorny turned round to see his friend lying on the floor. His hands covered in his friend’s blood, he checked for a pulse. Thorny hadn’t noticed the wounds he had sustained himself, too busy thinking of others then himself, he hadn’t noticed the Hero standing behind him.

“So your Thorny Devil?” the hero sniggered
The tiny Devil turned to an 8ft hero standing behind him

“You will pay for this, all heroes will pay”

“Not so fast, do you really think you can win in your condition?”

“My condition?”

Thorny looked at him self, spines sticking out of every limb with boiling hot blood pouring all over the floor, steaming up broken glass around their feet.

The hero stepped away from the young Devil as his legs gave way with the lack of blood.

“He’s down….” the hero spoke into a radio he pulled from his pocket “……….Lets get him to the zig, NOW”

The room suddenly became dark as night. A mist filled the air and the smell of sulphur and rotting flesh sent a shiver down spins. The hero looked on in amazement as Thorny Devil was engulfed in darkness and disappeared, leaving only his blood.


“Son, Can you hear me?”

“…Father..?”

Thorny lay on his bed, eyes barely open looking into his dad's eyes.

“I failed you father...I’m sorry I failed you”

“Don’t make me laugh boy, you didn’t come this far by failing did you?”

“I will be ok, won't I?”

“Son, even though you are a true Devil, at your age you aren’t like us. Your still developing your skills, you have only begun to tap into your powers. Sure your pets do you well but there is more to you then just necromancy”

“So I will be ok?”

A door opened and in walked Samedi the deity baron and his daughter Miss Nekra

“You got what you need?” pondered the Devil

“Yes my friend” He looked at Thorny Devil with wide eyes with the young mastermind looking at him from the foot of his bed.

“Do you know what your doing?”

“Of course I do, I have done this more times then you have had hot meals” he injected a needle into Thorny’s arm, drawing out his blood.

“What’s the side affects of this? Run me though everything again”

“Well, in order to bring him to life we need to impregnate a human woman with the same genes as his mother and father. He will have no memory of his past and no idea who he is or anything. In turn this also means he will be half human. Are you sure you want to go through with this? There’s a 50/50% chance he will survive a birth”

“I don’t care, its better then no son at all” shouted the Devil”

Thorny lay dead on his bed, his farther slammed the door behind him as he left the room. His anger and sorrow combined is not something even the god of voodoo should see.

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“So I was born by my surrogate mother”
Thorny Devil stood up with nothing more then a few scratches

“Good work healing me mate, I guess being half human isn’t bad after all”
He looked at Demon who was lost for words

“So your half human, not a REAL devil?

“Once was, I’m still just as powerful, but easier to kill”

“Damn and I thought I had problems!!”

“I live with it, just be lucky to have me as a friend”

“Why?” he asked Thorny

“I know about your problems with my father, but don’t worry” He winked

“So what’s this problem you need me for?


Next part coming as soon as I write it up

Well here's the start of my next story
Hope you all like it.




Thorny Devil fell next to what remained of a Zombie. Blood running Down his face from a deep cut on his forehead, managing to get up onto his lifeless legs he sore the Hero known as Bio Lizard pick up the unconscious Mistress Nekra in his arms.

“Leave her alone” The young mastermind managed to scream “she has nothing to do with this”

“She’s on your side, she has everything to do with this” Bio Lizard flew off carrying Nekra on his arms leaving Thorny Behind in agony, watching his loved one be carried away by his biggest enemy, let alone the pain from the injures he sustained.

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A corruptor lay snoring in an arm chair, looking like he just finished 10 rounds with statesman.

“Demon are you there?”

The small radio built into an earpiece spoke into his ear

“Demon, you there? I need your help”

Fire burst from his eyes as they suddenly opened

“Ya I’m here Thorny, what’s up?”

Demon Biker rubbed his eyes and yawned thinking to him self, “I wish I drank more last night!”

“I have a problem”

“Sounds Fun, what is it?”

“Meet me at the top of that pyramid in St Martial, Ill tell you there”

Thorny quickly turned around hearing a faint foot step
“Who’s there?” Looking around he sore nothing but the debris left from the fight . “I know I heard you” The smell of defeat ran through his nostrils as he headed out of Warburg, knowing he had no chance of rescuing his loved one!!

Constructive feedback welcome

So much detail and colour, very impressive

Thats so good, Still can't get over the one you did for me Thx again bud.