The Church of Miho Bulletin, Part 5
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vorpal
I've got alittle break between exams, so let's finish this.
just refer back to Com4 guys
DietWaterCzar
[ooc]Well good to see you're alive Vorpal. Couple of things though, I envisioned myself red, and where'd the door come from? I dropped us into a giant, steel-walled pit of death. No doors, that's why Queslin had to rocket jump out of there. Buildings and other stuff can be in there too, so your Kaiser fight. As for you trying to leave.... Well it's your boss's building so I guess that you had a super secret trapdoor.[/ooc]
Kimiko-sama.... She was....
"AHHHHHHH!!!!! EVERYONE is going to DIE now!" I roar and as I flap my wings and head towards the hole that Queslin had shot her rockets out of.
Upon hearing my declaration, Queslin had apparently decided that I was not on her side anymore and unleashed a volley of rockets at me. The first two or three knocked me back slightly, but by the sixth they were but puffs of air to me. I crashed threw the hole in the roof and glared down at the woman with the accursed instrument of Kimiko-sama's demise. Lightning crackled all around me and the force of the wind from my wings were pushing Queslin and Echo like paper dolls.
"No more Kimiko-sama means no more life for anyone else." I declare as I smash the roof with my fists and cause it all to crumble down back into the pit.
Queslin and Echo fall a short distance from Cyn and Bill, who had managed to find cover from the falling roof. I flew back into the room and tried to see who was left in the rubble for me to kill.
The world was going to know death and pain the likes of which it had never seen before. Anger and pain coursed through me and hastened my rise in power. The rubble was obstructing my killing and I knocked and burned it away like so much loose trash. Yet I still did not see anyone.
"Come out so you can all die!" I roar as I unleash a torrent lightning in all directions.
The lightning burns the floor and heats up the steel walls. As my power increases so does the destruction. All of the remaining bunnies were now roasted and all structures were piles of ash. Queslin and company were barely holding on beneath a slab of concrete that Echo managed to hold up for cover. In a mere matter of seconds, the walls melt down and the floor is reduced to cinders. We were now effectively on the roof as we no longer had anything above or around us anymore.
As I surveyed my handiwork I spied a small hole in the floor, which led to a flight of stairs. Perhaps some of the vermin had gone down there. I made my way to the hole in an instant and peered down. I smelled a familiar prey down the hole and plunged my arm down. When I pulled my arm back out of the newly enlarged opening, I had VorpalBlade back in my grasp.
"You're still the most responsible and your pain shall taste the sweetest." I tell my prey as I send surges of lightning through his body, savoring every twinge of pain he receives.
As I torture my prey I hear the faint sound of rubble being disturbed and before the even the smallest pebble falls to the floor I find myself standing over my former compatriots. As I try to make my way towards Queslin, the vile wench who had pulled the trigger. Echo tries to wisk his comrades to safety. He unfortunately finds himself pinned underneath my foot before he can even process the command to do so.
VorpalBlade writhing in my claw and Queslin in my path. The possibilities of pain, mayhem, and death are so delicious it's almost intoxicating. My power was growing exponentially. Soon after this, I could unleash myself on the rest of the world. Countries would burn and continents would die. The entire world would get to hear Kimiko-sama's angelic voice and angelic face from the afterlife where she would rival the beings that already existed there.
The world was about to become a very fun place.
"Now how would you all like to die? Painfully or excruciatingly painfully?
[ooc]once again my muse of humor can't get out of bed.[/ooc]
vorpal
yup, ive done the colour change.
i just missed out a line of text
wizardofkitty
I heard rubbles from inside the building, it was collapsing by the minute. "Geez, do you think DWC will make it out there? and where's Queslin and that other guy with a ponytail(Echo)?"
The others shrugged.
I sighed. "Geez, this whole thing is getting worse and worse. Who wants to end it all, run back to the sega building, Kimiko doesnt have a choice about getting back to the building, she might get kidnapped again.."
[ooc] yay! special treat for you guys! two colored piccies for you! not the one I'm still working on with a group pic...but the other ones I was drawing before the pause. here they are:
ok, that's it! oh yeah, why wiz isnt wearing her usual dress when she was upsidedown? because her skirt thingy would be covering her head and that would be imbarassing. :P so just live with the pants. :P [/ooc]
Mooresy
<the crystal around Moore became transparent,eventually disappearing>
'I`ve evolved further,I have a tekno-cannon........the transformation didn`t hurt as much as ususal,I guess I`m getting used to it'
<Moore notices the group are pre-ocuppied to ask any questions>
"good..........<A large sweat-drop appears on his head>WTF is that-that power!?"
"It`s DietWaterCzar,we need to hurry"
'He`s on the roof......my god Quelsin and Echo!'."Guys I want to check on something,gotta go!"
<I activate my boosters and tear through the ceilings,after a few moments I arrive on the roof>
'HOLY S***,what the hell is that,Quelsin!?'
<I decide to wait for the others taking cover behind the rubble Slash had supported himself on earlier>
'he`s too pre-ocuppied to notice me,I`ll wait for the others,I don`t want to chance anything,better keep my power level as low as possible'
'URGH Quelsin get outta there!'
vorkon
Sorry to interrupt the story, but does anyone know where I might find the first three chapters? I can't seem to find them on the board right now, and I would sort of like to read through this entire piece of... er.. um... I mean... this entire grand, epic saga. heh, heh... (laugh emoticon)
mlamdin
I glanced at the shaking building. 'There is evil there... real evil. Evil as bad as I could have become.'
I smiled. A real smile, not cynical, not droll, just... glad. 'But I was stronger. Strong enough to hold on to the things that matter.' A brief vision of Miho flashed through my head.
'Miho-sama...'
'Loyalty...'
'Style...'
I glanced at the group, then the surrounding city, wrecked as it was. 'And even the world.'
I grinned, a grin that could put the Cheshire Cat, even American McGee's twisted parody, to shame. 'Miho can function without me, and without Bill. I could leave and garuntee her at least one of us. But we wouldn't be MihoCultists if we didn't make a last-ditch effort. With style.'
Another rumble shook me from my reverie. Kimiko moved closer to Erika. "What's going on?"
I shrugged. "End of the world, armageddon, the usual." I took off the tank top I was wearing, causing Kimiko to blush slightly (not being used to having random martial artists shirtless), and Erika to give me a warning look (you know, that 'You're about to get a big 'break look). Ignoring them both, I examined it. 'Needs improvement.' I threw it into the air, where it disintegrated. A couple of lines from the Necrowombicon sprung into my head. The others gave me strange looks, but I payed them no heed. I touched the marking on my chest. It had appeared at my resurrection, and while I had no idea what it was for, something seemed to be telling me to do this.
As I murmured the lines, a flash illuminated the spot I was standing on. When it cleared, my outfit had changed. I was now wearing a short sleeved shirt so black it seemed to suck the light out of the area around it. My pants were the same. Behind me, as stipulated by the Laws of Anime, billowed a black cloak. In my hand I held sunglasses, which I twirled a few times before putting them on. I gestured, and I was outfitted with enough guns and military hardware to put Neo's lobby arsenal to shame.
"This is probably going to get me killed again, but I can't back out now. Besides, death's not so bad."
I took a deep breath. "I'm going in to see what I can do about the monster. Even though this is not my goal here - that has been completed - I will fight it to the best of my ability. And besides, unilateral apocalypse starting is impolite. Anyone coming?"
Erika looked at me with an unreadable expression. "You are going to die unless something miraculous happens. You know that."
I quirked the corners of my mouth upwards. "Shit happens. What the hell." Next to me, I could hear Derian muttering something about 'Armageddon' and 'no playoffs'.
I held out my hands and materialized two Golden Deagles, the same guns Dom had killed me with. I considered it fitting.
With a final smirk and a flourishing spin of my weaponry, I turned and walked towards the battle.
[OOC - This is how my character works - he really likes style, and he WON'T turn down a fight. I'm sure the battle plan, if there is one, does not include me, but I'd appreciate it if I could make at least a cameo (even if you crush me like a bug, DWC). Everyone else is free to follow (or not follow) as they please. In real life, I'm cheerful now - no wrist surgery! Yatta! and I'm not going to do any more frustrated ranting. Let's finish with style. (laugh emoticon) ]
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC] Aw-right! Welcome back VB. Glad to hear you don't need surgery. [OOC]
We made our way down the corridor. It looked like we were going to walk out the front door, home free. Then, the shaking start.
"Earthquake" came to my mind immediately, but Kimiko spoke first. "What's going on?" I looked over to see her step closer to Erika, who instintively put her arm around Kimiko.
BGMaster was nonchalant. "End of the world, armageddon, the usual." Sure, he can stay calm. He's already been dead.
I turned to Phaedrus. We both understood what, who, was causing this. "That man causes too much trouble," said the poet.
"Do you think we can trade him to the Yuki-ists?" I asked. "We could at least get a case of Pocky in return for DietWaterCzar."
BGMaster took off his shirt, threw it into the air, and then somehow armed himself with half the US arsenal.
"Armageddon," I muttered to myself. "No playoffs, amongst other things."
I sat down on a conviently placed bench. I pulled off my gloves and set them next to me. Then I took off my helmet, and set it down.
"Throwing in the towel already?" sneered Erika. I glared at her, and she glared back.
"No."
I pulled my jersey off and dropped it on the bench. Tugging on a cord around my neck, I pulled a small vial out from under my chest pads. I took it off, and set it on the bench. Then I put my sweater and helmet back on.
I opened the vial and poured two pills into my hand.
"What are those?" asked Agent Takahashi, suspiciously.
"Sudafed tablets," I answered.
"Sudafed?!" came a puzzled chorus.
"These pills were given to me by Master Carbo. Supposed to be blessed by the Great One himself." I looked at the pills in my hand. "It's banned by the league. Clears the sinuses, which is good, but it causes some players to get kind of hyper-active."
"Master Carbo told me to use these if I was ever in personal danger."
"Well, then take them already," said Wizard of Kitty.
I looked down, embarased. "I can't swallow pills without water."
"Here." Phaedrus handed me a bottle of water. The label read "Dot Plevices' Spring Water - 500 Milliliters".
"Thanks." Opening the bottle, I quickly popped one pill into my mouth, then the other, following each with a gulp of water.
I took a gulp of water, and spit it out. Another gulp, and I spit it. I dumped the rest on my face, and then sat there.
"Well?" asked the agent.
"I dunno." I put my gloves back on, and then picked up my hockey stick. I stood up, and imediately fell forward. The poet and the agent caught me, or I might have planted my face into the floor. They pushed me back upright. I staggered one more time, and then regained control.
"Thanks guys." I tapped my hockey stick on the floor, to the sound of breaking glass. I looked down to see what appeared to be the blade of my stick, shattered on the ground.
At the end of the shaft was what *appeared* to be a crystal blade, but razor sharp, and having a faint red, inner glow.
I looked down the corridor BGMaster had disapeared into, unaware that my eyes were backlit by the same, pale glow.
"Derain." Her voice was barly a whisper, but commanded my whole attention. I turned to Kimiko.
"Don't let anyone get killed," she said.
I nodded, and marched down the corridor.
[OOC]If I don't get into the battle, at least I might get to pull survivors out of the rubble.
I'm not really that big of a hockey fan. Still, I'll explain a few things. Sudafed really is banned by the NHL. A lot of caffine, or something. Carbo is Guy Carboneau, one of the best two way players ever, now an assistant coach in Montreal. The Great One is, of course, Wayne Gretzky.
That was the best way I could think of to get a powered up hockey player. He ought to at least be able to take a few hits off of DWC, now. Perhaps last long enough to inform him that Kimiko isn't dead.
Take it where you will, guys.[/OOC]
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC]Also, Vorkon, I've got all the threads here. I don't recomend reading them all in one sitting, though.
THE FIRST FANBOY WAR
http://www.megatokyo.com/cgi-bin/ubb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic&f=8&t=001755
http://www.megatokyo.com/cgi-bin/ubb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic&f=8&t=001826
THE SECOND(CURRENT) FANBOY WAR
http://www.megatokyo.com/cgi-bin/ubb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic&f=8&t=001850
http://www.megatokyo.com/cgi-bin/ubb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic&f=8&t=001906
http://www.megatokyo.com/cgi-bin/ubb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic&f=8&t=001952&p=1
http://www.megatokyo.com/cgi-bin/ubb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic&f=8&t=002000
<�J-@�J-@�J-@�J-@�J-@K-@$K-@0K-@<K-@HK-@TK-@`K-@lK-@xK-@ts by DietWaterCzar, Vorpal Blade, Phaedrus, Garran, and BGMaster. They're the big movers of the story.[/OOC] >
vorpal
man it's huge...
say, has anyone thought of compiling it to make it smaller and smoothing out the inconsistencies? maybe cs can put it on mtfn^_^
alrite! dont hit me! i noe cs hates flame wars and large stories
Phaedrus
BGMaster was disappearing down the corridor. Derian stalked off after him, gripping his now-even-more-dangerous stick.
Battle that way, but
discretion is the better
part of valor, no?
"Kimiko-san, we've got to get you out of here, to somewhere safe. Please come with us?"
I led the remains of our party out into the courtyard in front of the scarred building. It was dark, but we could see lightning and explosions up at the top of the crumbling structure.
Kimiko walked over and sat on one of the benches around the wabe. A gentle snow started to fall.
Oh no. She can't. She's not going to do this, is she?
Kimiko looked sad.
Aaarrrgh! She did it! She knows no fanboy can withstand this!
"My rescuers...I appreciate all you've done. But I can't leave."
She stood up, looking determined.
"One of my followers, warped and broken though he is, has been left behind. Somewhere inside him, a spark of goodness still burns. We must go back for DietWaterCzar."
She turned those eyes on me. Sad eyes. Disappointed eyes.
How could I deny her? But it was dangerous up there. Mortals wouldn't last a second.
BGMaster and Derian drew on hidden resources, transformations
to augment their power. I had no such option.
Or did I?
Erika snickered as I took off my shirt. (Hey, I try to workout...) I rooted around in my pack, and pulled out a jet black t-shirt, with crimson lettering on the front:
B4sh0 0wnz J00
I looked at my pencil, conduit of so many poems. Sterner tools were needed now. I sadly set it aside, and rummaged around in my pack until I found my calligraphy brush, and my finest inkstone. I nicked my finger, wet the stone with blood, and started writing:
Half a post, half a post,
half a post onward,
All in the Thread of Death
strode the rescuers.
"Forward, the L33t Brigade!"
"Charge for the Duel Pit", he said:
Into the Thread of Death
strode the rescuers.
I pulled a cassette labeled "Noir, Original Soundtrack" out of my pack, along with a small tape player. As we strode back towards the building, the eerie strains of Canta per me swirled around us.
[ooc]
Noir is an incredible anime series not yet licensed in the US, but fansubs are pretty ubiquitous all over the place. Sort of a cross between Serial Experiments Lain and Le Femme Nikita. Canta per me is the music that swells up just before the mayhem starts in each episode. It ownz; click the link for a short excerpt.
[/ooc]
Mooresy
"urgh".'I can`t just hide here,there must be something I can do,fighting would be suicidal but taking part in a battle of such power is too much to ignore'
'c`mon BG,Derian,anyone I`m too wiped from the evolution to pose a threat,Dammit I can`t watch and wait much longer'<I gripped my sword as hard as I could and charged a small ball of energy>
wizardofkitty
[ooc] the bridge brigade! right? I think that's the poem Phaedrus warped. ^^;; [/ooc]
I walked back with the others to the big battle, or so it seems. "Umm...I'll go ahead of you guys, dont want the others to get bashed up you know. See ya." I teleported away to the battle zone right behind a huge peice of uhh...the ceiling and saw huge scary monster destroying everything in sight. **eep. BAD**
[ooc] ack gotta go now. bai bai. be back later ~.' [/ooc]
Derian Hatcheter
edited for continuity
JRandomLurker
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JRandomLurker
--- Rewind with me to Echo & Queslin on the roof, just after she chases away Takahashi's rescue helicopters, per Squee's last story post here ---
"1 h0p3 th0s3 ch0pp3rs w3r3n't h3r3 t0 r35cu3 us," Echo said quietly, having turned back to the action.
"0n 4 l3vel l1ke th1s?"
"1t's p0ss1ble."
"f3h. n00b."
No one was happy inside the three choppers. They hovered behind the relative cover of a nearby skyscraper.
"Bring in backup, we're encountering heavy resistance on the roof! We've got to get our people out of there!"
The radio crackled: "On our way. One of you break away after we have them distracted and head down to the pickup point."
"Roger." Four other helicopters appeared, rising from the concrete canyons toward the top of the Sega building.
"Let's go!"
The 'copters came back, with a vengance. Miniguns blazed as Queslin and Echo dashed for cover. She assessed the situation out of the corner of her eye. Three light attack copters and four heavy gunships. She grineed. A halfway decent challenge. They slid behind a shed. She glanced over at Echo.
"0n m4 p1ng, w3 t4k3 '3m," she hissed.
"bu+... w3 st!11 d0n't kn0w why th3y'r3 h3r3," Echo began. *My* Ping he thought.
[!--OOC: they're thinking about two different kinds of "Ping" here... --]
The choppers were beginning to circle around them.
"p!ng!" Queslin cried, leaning out from behind their cover and launching a salvo of carefully aimed rockets. Echo still hesitated. One rocket found it's mark, but the other two choppers showed a surprising dexterity. They whipped out of the way of the dumbfire missiles. "th0s3 ll4m4s w3r3 h0ld!ng b4ck l4st t!me!"
The hit chopper was missing it's tail, and it spun madly toward a lower rooftop. Two specks parachuted out just before the 'copter was above the building, drifting down to the street below.
"5|-|00+ d3|/|, |)4|/||/|!7!" cried Queslin, the battle slipping her back into purer 1337. Echo hefted his gun reluctantly. But before he could do anything with it, two choppers rose above the top of the Sega skyscraper behind them. Bullets pocked the concrete walls of the shed they were hiding behind as they scrabbled out of the way. Several rockets impacted and blew the structure to pieces. Both Queslin and Echo were thrown back toward the opening in the roof. One chopper broke off and headed streetside, looking for a rondevous. Queslin's RPG, still clutched in her hands, hit the low wall around the hole in the roof and a rocket misfired out of it, heading into the battle below.
[setting time_sync="Takahashi is doing this while other things are happening in other people's posts. He's whispering, both because he doesn't want to alarm the group, and so no-one has to work it into posts already written"]
<Pointman, we're encountering heavy resistance on the roof, but we're on our way.> Takahashi's radio crackled quietly in his ear.
[!--OOC: Pointman is Takahashi's current codename with the Himitsu Desu--]
<Describe.> he requested quietly.
<Two snipers, one male, one female, with a rocket launcher.>
<Gah! They're ours!> he wispered back fiercely. <Disengage and get down here!>
The remaining five choppers broke off their attack and dropped down, away from the battle.
"wh47 7h3?" Echo wondered.
"0h 5h!+," Queslin breathed, looking into the giant room. She had watched in horror as her rocket, guided by Convenience and Author Apathy [!--OOC: that's MY author apathy. I'm not insulting anyone...], vaporized Kimiko (that is, the Kimiko doll look-alike, tho no one but VorpalBlade knows it). Queslin had time for very few more rockets before DemonWC was upon them. The creature screamed, whipping up wind all around them with it's great wings. Somehow the roof collapsed beneath them, though Echo was too busy being nearly blown away to see why.
Falling...
Twisting...
Trying to get himself underneath Queslin...
Hoping to break her fall with his Sony Softness ™...
They slammed into the steel floor below, Echo absorbing most of Queslin's impact. His chassis could survive almost anything, he knew. But she was badly dazed, unmoving. Sh*t, he thought, must've hit her head.
The next few moments were a blur, even for Echo. He managed to hoist up a slab of concrete from the rubble, using it to block the lightning that was arcing out from DWC and all around the huge room. Two others, a raver and a swordsman who had been in their party earlier, ran over beside Echo to take cover.
The lightning stopped as the massive walls of the room collapsed all around them. Echo tried to heft the huge slab aside, hoping to find a way to get these three people out of there. But just as he got the chunk of ceiling safely to the ground, he found himself trapped under a huge, scaly red foot, crushing him into the groaning, blackened floor. The lightning storm that had destroyed the walls had also oxidized most of the steel floor. The temperature sensors in his back screamed. DWC's skin was burning him!
Tragic Bill chose that moment to make a move. He had to help that robot. He chanted. Darkness flooded the immediate area around the once-Czar. Disembodied disco balls popped out of nowhere. Multicolored lights lit up and bass thudded forth from the ether. Caught unprepared, the demon could not help but dance, waving poor VorpalBlade around like a glow-stick. But, of course, that was the purpose of the spell. He roared in frustration, quickly gathering his strength to destroy the dark rave-magik.
Echo scrabbled away over the loose, rusty ground, and back over to Queslin. He pounded at the metal beside her with all his strength, hoping to make a hole to the story below. It dented and bent, forming a depression a foot deep. But he couldn't break it. Cynical Swashbuckler was beside him in a moment, sword out. He slashed at the floor and, having been weakened, it gave way. They had an escape route! Echo shouldered Queslin, who was almost awake by now, as gently as he could. An explosion destroyed the floating disco balls. The music halted.
"Die for Kimiko-sama!" DemonWC bellowed, free of the spell. The four jumped down the hole.
[!--OOC: DWC, I suppose you could always "go fishing" again, if you're not done with us. ^_^ And I think they're instinctually running, or at least re-grouping, because they've seen first-hand just how powerful DWC has become... They're not cowards, just need a moment to plan.--]
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--- Meanwhile, down in Sega Square ---
[setting time_sync=" we're caught back up with the rest of the story again. Phaedrus has apparently established that night is rapidly approaching."]
While Phaedrus was busy loaning his soul to the ancient haiku masters, Takahashi was having another one of his coughing fits. A small trickle of blood came from his nose.
"Think of Rabi-en, only of Rabi-en!" he beat into his mind. Luckily, the effects of Kimiko's "Sad girl in snow" routine were wearing off. He dropped to his knees with one final cough, where he stayed for a moment, panting. He then rose, his kawaii-o-meter under control once again.
<Kimiko-san, I must protest your going back in there. We must get you to safety,> he shouted. She stopped following Phaedrus, who was already out of earshot, and turned.
<But I've helped to start this mess, I've got to h--->
<I agree with the suit.> Both Takahashi and Kimiko whirled to see Erika regarding them in the fading post-dusk gloom. She hadn't been impressed with Kimiko's snow scene one bit. <What can you hope to do?> she asked. <Those other guys can handle themselves. Even the poet, rapier wit and all. We need to GO!> she jerked her thumb away from the Sega building.
<Yes, Miss, we must get you to safety first,> Takahashi played along. <A helicopter is coming to get us out of here.> Kimiko looked resigned. Erika looked to the sky, scanning for their ride.
"What's going on?" Wizard of Kitty asked.
"We're taking Kimiko to safety--" Erika began flatly.
"But..." Kimiko protested.
"And that's that!"
"We can't just leave them!" Wizard of Kitty protested. Takahashi whirled on her.
"You have enough power to help. None of us three do. You can go if you like."
"B-but... but..." WoK stammered.
<Just where is this 'copter?> Erika interrupted.
<What?> Takahashi scanned the sky. <Whirlybird, where are you?> he said into his radio.
<Being held at bay by the Rent-a-zilla,> came the crackling reply. <Someone's in big trouble for messing with contraband this size.> Takahashi looked around the square, just now noticing the hulking form of Cornelius in the shadows of the far end, swatting at several dimly outlined helicopters, their running lights flitting about him like rogue pixies in the dusk. How was it that you never saw the trees in the forest? Or for that matter, the 'zillas either? Even in bad light, he chided himself, he should have noticed. But something had to be done. An inspiration struck.
<Kimiko, sing!> Takahashi urged.
<Wha...?>
<The 'zilla is a fan of yours! We need to distract him before he destroys our ride!>
Kimiko sang. A hush decended on the square. In a patch of grass on the far side, a lone VSoD stopped grazing and looked up. The haunting strains of Melfina's Song hung in the air like glistening snowflakes. For a moment all seemed right with the world, in that little park. She blushed, a little embarrased, as she sang. It only heightened the effect.
She had been watching Outlaw Star a week ago, she thought to herself, and it was the only song she could come up with at the moment. She hoped it was ok.
Cornelius stopped and turned, entranced. He lumbered closer.
"Kimiko-sama?" he rumbled quietly. She stopped singing and blushed more deeply. That was a *big* fanboy!
"Please let those helicopters land!" she hollered up to him.
"As you wish, Mam."
<It's safe now,> Takahashi radioed.
"I'm staying to fight." WoK declared. "Umm...I'll go ahead of you guys," she hollered to the swiftly vanishing poet, "don't want the others to get bashed up you know. See ya." She faded from view with the help of a teleportation spell.
Kimiko watched as the choppers approached and landed in a swirl of air and leaves and hair, lit reddish by the fading sun.
<Come on, Miss. We need to go.>
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[!--OOC:
Takahashi's plan *is* to get Kimiko away from Sega. But it wouldn't take much convincing at all to have him use the 'copter to turn back & get Kimiko close enough to DWC to be able to placate him somewhat (they don't know that DWC thinks she's dead, he would just be hoping to help control the fight & keep MegaTokyo from being destroyed). Erika, on the other hand, really does want to get Kimiko to safety before she heads back to the fight, and will doubtless be "angry" with Takahashi. Poor sap.
If, as real-DWC hinted in his post featuring Garran, exposing story-DWC to Kimiko again would be a Bad Thing, someone had better stop that chopper fast! <grin>
Sync suggestion: Derian, thanks much for keeping my charcter current! Heh. I've been banging away on a chapter for the whole afternoon, tho... Shoulda posted a notice or something. Could you have all your stuff happen in the 'copter? I wanna use as much of your stuff as we can, it's really good. Right now, Taka really does want to get her out of there, but you could use his monologue in your post to convince him otherwise. As always, I'm willing to compromise.
I don't like how Takahashi first gets Kimiko's attention, either, where Derian and Phaedrus are already out of earshot and keep going. If someone could think of a better way to do the scene, incorporating those two, I'd be quite happy & would want to change my post.
WoK, hope you don't mind me delaying your departure a little bit. Some of the dialogue hinged on your presence. If you don't like it, I'll edit. Loved the drawings, BTW. Especially the upside-down one. Kawaiiiiiii! Oh, and it makes perfect sense to subconsiously use magic to change your dress into jeans when you're falling, upside down, and about to cast a float spell. ^_^
Boy am I taking liberties with Kimiko and Erika's fluency in English. Well, it's not the official MT universe, right? ^^;;
Phaedrus, that music r0xx0rz! I *so* have to find me a Noir soundtrack. Mebbe some .mp3s
Also, Queslin most likely would've accounted for splash damage had she been taking pot-shots at VB. Therefore, I made it an accident.
Apologies for the goofiness of TBill's spell. I'm continuing to move those two for the sake of continuity, if nothing else. If anyone doesn't like it, I'm willing to edit.
Holy foo was that long.
--]
Mooresy
"damm,i gotta check on them".<Moore waited until the creature focussed its attention on the figure in its hand before boosting as fast as he could down the hole Echo and Cyn had created>
C:"who are you"
M:"Moore the swords man from earlier"
TB:"can`t be you were human"
<I notice the unconscious Quelsin on the floor near Echo>
M:"I can explain later just let me help her first"<I reach into my tattered pack and produced a super-stim,not trusting my strength in this form I hand it to Echo>"here insert this into one of her arms,the effect should be immediate"
TB:"Okay we`ve evaded him for now,but we need to regroup and take stock"
M:"agreed"
C:"are the others alive?"
M:"yes and hopefully their on their way to lend a hand"
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC]Here it is. I like this better. [/OOC]
Takahasi led the women into the waiting helicopter. Both were dressed lightly, unprepared for the unexpected snowfall. Takahashi pulled the door shut, and tapped the pilot to signal him to take off.
Kimiko twisted around in her seat, trying to look back at the SEGA building.
"We'll get you to safety," Takahashi tried to reassure her.
"Safety," she echoed. "Is there any place that will be safe?"
Takahasi didn't answer, so she continued. "DietWaterCzar thinks he's doing this for me. He needs to be stopped."
"What can you do?" Erika asked.
"Tell him to quit," she said, serious. Looking at the agent, she wispered. "Please..."
Without warning, Takahashi's kawaii meter went off, again. Those sad, pleading eyes were more than he could handle. He found himself getting warm under the colar.
Unable to resist, he found he couldn't answer. Instead, he took off his jacket and vest.
"Not you, too!" chided Erika. There had been enough shirtless men today, in her opinion.
Ignoring her, he quickly prepared his equipment. Drawing his large pistol, he set it on his lap. Pulling up a pant leg, he produced a smaller, blocky pistol. Removing its clip, he quickly pulled its frame out, attaching it to the back of his larger pistol as a stock. He pulled his assassin knife and its sheath off of his forarm. The sheath became an extension for the barrel of his gun, and the knife a bayonet. Lastly, he attched his pocket computer to the side, as a sophistacted gun sight.
Standing up, he tossed the jacket to Kimiko, and the vest to Erika. "These are made of Kevlar. They may protect you, in there."
"What about you?" asked Kimiko, looking at the large jacket.
"My partner took a bullet through the heart, and survived. I like my chances," he lied.
Theatrically loosening his necktie, he raised the new assault rifle, and leaned forward.
"Take us back," he called to the pilot.
"What?"
"We're going back, hover over the roof. We'll determine our landing zone then."
He turned back to see a relieved Kimiko, and a glowering Erika.
AS the SEGA building loomed up onthe horizon, he couldn't quite shake the feeling that he was about to jump to the head of the line of armageddon.
[OOC]I have to confess, I wrote the origional version of this because (A) I didn't know what to do with Hatcheter, and (B) I thought one more shirt off would be funny, but WoK shouldn't do it. ;) (laugh emoticon) <Erika hits Hatch over the head again>
DWC, I'm afraid Kimiko is coming your way. You're gona need to have you're crisis of coonscience soon. Maybe he could just see Kimiko in the chopper.[/OOC]
mlamdin
Yet another large explosion shook the building as both Derian and I strode along the corridor. I glanced behind me quickly. Phaedrus too had joined us.
"Looks like our friends are in deep trouble."
Suddenly, disco balls lit up the room ahead, where we could see the hulking outline of DWC. Music came from nowhere, and he began to dance.
I grinned. "Guess the President still has a few tricks left after all."
We reached the room just as the disco balls exploded. I winced. "He's more powerful than we thought."
Hatcheter shrugged, his shoulder pads making the motion less noticeable. "We need to distract him." He pointed to the monster, who was starting to fish at the hole where our comrades had disappeared to.
I spun my guns once and started shooting. DWC roared. Apparently, he felt the sting. Also apparently, it didn't do much. Except for getting his attention.
Beside me, Derian muttered. "Good distraction."
"Oh, thank you. By the way, your eyes are glowing. Just in case you didn't know."
"They are? Since when?"
Phaedrus was muttering something - a haiku I think.
"Fall turns to winter;
leaves skate in the frigid wind.
Our words take flight too"
A brisk wind picked up and a paper containing a haiku written in... blood? suddenly grew to carpet size. He stepped on, motioning for us to join him. Derian did so; both looked at me as the monster grew closer.
"Go. I have an idea." They took off, not a moment too soon. DWC's claws crashed where they had been. I leapt backwards, dropping my guns and grabbing the OICW I had strapped to my side. (OOC - If you don't know, the OICW is the next generation US infantry weapon. Utterly kickass.) I flipped off the wall and fired, the explosions powerful enough to focus his attention on me even further. His claws reached for me in midair.
'Focus...' I avoided the point, somehow pushing off the surface of the claw itself and higher into the air. My cloak billowed upwards. I aimed the OICW and fired more grenades into his face. They seemed to do little other than make him angrier. His other arm slammed into me, knocking me high into the air. Luckily, I'd prepared for this, having seen it coming. I grabbed the portable missile launcher out from under my cloak (don't ask) and fired.
'Impossible!' DWC looked like he was going to dodge the missile, moving his head to the side as it came at his face.
"Derian!" He understood. As he swung his hockey stick, its blade elongated into a red blaze that sliced into the missile as it passed in front of DWC's eyes.
KA-BOOOOOOM!
DWC seemed disoriented, but not, to my consternation, wounded. I looked downward. I seemed to be heading for the hole the others were in.
WHUMP.
I made a well executed three point landing, holding out my other hand as I did so. 'Oh yeah, nothing's going to land in it.' Quickly covering for myself, I materialized another OICW.
I looked around. Queslin, Echo, CS and Tragic Bill were all looking at me. Phaedrus and Derian landed on their carpet haiku.
"Good to see you again, Mr. President." Bill grinned. "And you, Mr. XO. I liked the Dom fight." I smirked.
Queslin had reverted to total 1337. "4|30|_|7 7||/|3 j00 907 |-|3|23!"
I noticed her attention to be mostly on Phaedrus. 'Hope he likes agressive girls - if we survive this...'
[OOC - Well, this is my version of how we join up with the gang already fighting DWC. If anyone wants to change this (specifically Hatcheter or Phaedrus), let me know. And feel free to write in other actions and such. I'll leave the next stage up to DWC.
Derian - hope you don't mind how I did my character usage. Phaedrus, thank you for the fill in of your poem as you please. Your haiku is greater than mine.
I am assuming Queslin remains interested in Phaedrus.
If anyone uses my character, remember: Style. Always style.
Oh yes, the shirt thing. Seems I started a trend. Heh.
Great posts, everyone.]
JRandomLurker
[!--OOC: final revisions of my post finished approx. 11:00pm EST. Now agrees with Phaedrus that night is approaching, and the Kimiko singing scene is cuter than my original version, too (you thought it wasn't possible).
And because it's not said enough (yeah, sure): (*J. waves a cane in the air as a bishoujo nurse leads him from the room*) Carry on! You're all doing VERY WELL! very we...
Thank you, British comedy. Go Hatch, great post. Go BG. And dangit, Koryorto, why'd you have to go and give Queslin a stim-pack? Now she's gonna be all cute and hyper. ^_^
(*J. falls on the keybpohaewgoa*) Ugh. I'm off for the night. Peace.--]
DietWaterCzar
[ooc]
Great, now I'm the one with tests.... Just one big one on monday for now though. I should be able to get something up tomorrow, still thinking of ways to make it funnier.
Not a good week right now. Gotta get my car fixed, see the dentist, and my monitor is all screwy. Has anyone ever had a problem where you get lines on your monitor? Not solid lines, but differences in brightness and contrast? Light areas make bright lines and dark areas like text make dark lines. Already tired reinstalling monitor and vid card drivers. Gonna try a monitor swap with a friend of mine later.
Storywise, Vorpal is still being held in my characters claw. Not dead or unconscious yet. Also waiting to see if Garran is coming back. You having a bout writers block, or you just disgusted with this now Garran?
And Phaedrus, yes Noir is quite awesome. Kirika, Kirika, Kirika. If I were ever to be assasinated I wish she could do it.
Also it is liscenced, but no one wants to say who actually has it. SOMEBODY has it.
[/ooc]
G.Kaiser
:OOC i was tired and im back ill think of something later why im healed note the people mentioned in this story are names my friends came up with while i wrote this this is my little tribute to them OOC:
*Kaiser stood up in his helicopter fully healed by the talents of Shishito*
He's finally awake he finally awoke*I yell as I look out the side door*
Hahahahahaha I knew it I just knew he would awake ahahaha!
medic: who are you talking about
Kaiser: Quiet FOOL! The one I speak of is him the one who will bring about my reveange!
medic2: sir you are not quit healed for battle now come rest will be back in a short while.
Kaiser:HEAD BACK NOW! I will unleash my full fury. I will finally use it in battle!
medic: sir you cant! you cant transform i wont let you!*kaiser just glances at him* Very well pilot turn around!
Soon Czar soon i will make you stronger i will pass your soul on to the other side.
Phaedrus
[ooc]
[story strategy]
Phaedrus's current goal is to recover DWC for Kimiko, either alive and normal, or tragically dead. I presume that VB and DWC have privately discussed how their denouement is going to work out, and I will not be interfering with that.
In the event that DWC survives, I have a scenario in my head that could plausably return him to normal. DWC - are you looking for that to happen? Do you already have a scene in mind for that or would a suggestion be welcome?
[added later]
I've been fleshing out a rough draft of this proposed scene, and I'm liking it a lot. The draft ends up with DWC faced with a choice between good and evil / redemption and damnation.
***
If DWC approves, here's what I'd need to make it happen:
1. Kimiko circling in the helicopter with Takahashi, ready to land on a moments notice.
2. BGMaster, Derian, WoK, Echo, Queslin, etc; some group of players still surviving and available to pose a credible threat to DWC (in a presumably weakened condition after battle with VB).
3. My a$$ in one piece long enough to pull off a stroke of legerdemain, despite being in the midst of a battle of near-ghods.
[/story strategy]
[off topic]
DWC: I think Kiriko is the most interesting character in Noir, but IMHO slightly older French women bring a certain elegance to assassination. I'll take my coup de grace from Mireiyu. (laugh emoticon)
Are you sure Noir's been licensed? Anime-Nakama (one of the fansub teams' websites) posted new material as late as 10/26, with no mention of a licensee on the page this morning.
[/off-topic]
[/ooc]
wizardofkitty
[ooc] umm...my charie speaks very little japanese. you know, baka, kawaii, wai! sort of thing. I dont know a lot so dont put any of my speaking in those <> things. ^^;; oh yeah, and thanks for the comments J Random Lurker. :) oh yeah, and shirtless? no.[/ooc]
I quickly dashed over to the place everyone else was hiding. "Ack, dashing...not...my...*cough* style. Um...Everyone's leaving now? Oh well." I put up a minor shield to at least keep more of those attacks from DWC comming. He's insane j0.
[ooc] whoops, fingers getting onto the l33t side. should stop. I guess it's that j00 d34d f00 shirt I just got...[/ooc]
"Now you guys leave unless you're staying to fight or at least keep DWC alive and make sure Vorpal Blade suffers."
I remembered why I was here again. To keep all other forces from taking over Piro-sama's comic. That was Vorpal Blade, but what about the gigantic, bug ugly(gomen), monster ready to kill all in his path? That poses as a threat to piro-sama, but he's DWC. A compainion on this trip. Maybe he was just tricking us to believing that he was with our side and using us as puppets, that would be a reasonable thing to do for someone that just wants revenge. I could finally see clearly what's my objectives in this battle are and the reason behind them.
The test: Vorpal Blade
Monster: DWC
Purpose: End this now
[ooc] I guess I would prefer to keep DWC alive...so WoK should have no effect against DWC until she finds a weakness to him which will never be (laugh emoticon) If DWC is kept alive, then I can keep him in the picture. curses...need to think on how to draw the monster dude...O.o I think I'll look for bob...[/ooc]
Mooresy
"oh boy.........n33d h34v13r ph1r3p0w3r"
<As I looked at DWC in his monster form,one thought popped into my head'GOTTA GET DEVIL MAY CRY'I take a look at my revolver gun-blade>"erm........that just might work"
<I take out a small cloth-wrapped tool-kit*made by snap-off tm*and proceeded to remove the blade>
M:"now if I just ad..."<I added the barrel from Farsight onto the end of the gun-blades handle,loaded in a few bullets and had a make-shift rail-gun>'its probably gonna blow-up in my face but **** it!'
W:"I.....think....I....have....an.....idea"<WoK quickly conjured a sheild surrounding us>
M:'I must admit thats handy'
JRandomLurker
[!--OOC: edit notice: changed your dialogue, WoK. You're no longer fluent in Japanese. And boy am I taking liberties with Kimiko & Erika's skill in English... Considering they don't know *any* in the real MT universe... ^^;; --]
Mooresy
'WoK should rest for awhile,dammit I feel so worthless I mean they are busy figuring something out and I`m standing here in an armoured body with a powerful gun and a razor sharp sword,I should at least try some...URGH'<My right shoulder begins to swell and grow,beginning to take the form of a tekno-cannon>
"WoK take five I can handle this"<Using my will-power I created a dome of energy surrounding the group>"Okay I can keep this up for a good hour,so take a breather and its a one-way sheild,we can go out but not come in"
<the william tell tune begins sounding from my pack>"aww dammit,uh Cyn could you get that for me"
C:"sure"
C:"uh w-who is it?"
........
<Cyn covers the mouth section and looks over to tekno-Moore>
C:"It`s some guy named Hacker,he wants to know the pass-word required to open Zeo`s head matenice sections"
M:"fer C****-sakes,its Kasawara!"
C:"he says its Kasawara"
............
C:"uh yes so long"<Cyn hangs-up>
M:"what`d he say just then?"
C:"he said he`d just headed round with a few troops to pick-up your stuff from your girl`s drive-way"
M:"good.......whys he interested in Zeo,we`ve always tended to our own mechas"
G.Kaiser
Good bye * kaiser leaps into the air and disperses and passthrew the cielings and floors to were the battle is*
Stop FOOL! If you interfear i will kill you my self!
*kaiser draws his sword his wounds completely healed *
Kaiser: Foolish mortal I am at 100% percent and i will easily kill you.
*kaiser levitates above Koryorto*
kaiser: If you want to battle some battle me
for you will not get to czar, He is tyhe one to bring forth the end.
Mooresy
ooc]the chars. name is Moore and is not Slash the one you fought earlier[ooc
<I looked up at the fighter hovering above me and two questions formed in my head as the single visible eye on my face glowed bright red from my anger at him wasting time>
"The hell do you want 8D and who are you?"
C:"Kaiser we don`t have time for threats"
TB:"C`mon we`re all in this together,take out you`re anger on DWC"
wizardofkitty
[ooc] I didnt even know I was presumed to be fluent in japanese...maybe more chinese words and italian, but not japanese...[/ooc]
I put off my shield and sat down. "Maybe not so hot on doing that idea...Oh well, now where's my bag of skittles?" I looked through all my stuff and find one bag of sour skittles. "Yay! Skittles!" I plop one in my mouth and happily ate it.
The others stared at me like I was insane to eat in a time like this.
"What? It's skittles, gives energy ya know. at least they're yummy and they keep you awake when you dont want to go to sleep."
I heard someone challanging Moore to a fight or something. "Oh great, it's the Kaiser dude who killed those kawaii, innocent bunnies. I no like you. You're mean, go fight that Vorpal Blade dude. At least it's something productive..."
[ooc] skittles...taste the rainbow...*goes back into dreaming of being able to have skittles in school* ^^ [/ooc]
vorpal
<ooc>Garran u there? we need u to be DWC's conscience. Just putting in some axn till u arrive</ooc>
"Impressive. I appear to be in incredible pain, yet I'm unable to fall unconscious... You have great skill."
<ooc>yeah, i noe, shamelessly quoted from Darkness tm</ooc>
Unable to concentrate, I wouldn't be able to get free.
DWC paused to gloat. "This is just the beginning. I'm gonna keep u around, all the way to the end."
Taking my chance, i formed a apear and stabed it straight thru DWC's arm, and into the ground. The blue nimbus of electrical energy surrounding his body coursed into the spear and grounded itself. I planted a lump of plastique onto DWC's body and jumped clear, triggering it as I rolled away.
The smoke cleared and the room was splattered in red, as though some serial killer cum modern artist had just redecorated. I wiped red gunk from my eyes.
"That was easier thm i thought."
The red slime covering me, and the walls flowed back towards the centre of the room, coalescing back into a large blob. The blob began to expand in size and take shape, threatening to fill the whole room.
"Shit. This feels like Akira."
I formed myself a laser gun, although I didn't think it would do any better.
Mooresy
<I look up at G.Kaiser>"listen,I don`t have time for threats,this shield does take some effort to keep up,if you want to fight something take on Vorpalblade or DWC,alright clear on that good now get moving"
'What a moron,dosen`t he know whats going on right now'.<I look across at the red blob in the center of the room>"jeezus,that does not look good"
Cyn:"you seem to have a talent for stating the obvious"
M:"bite me alright".'damm that was a pretty big boom'<flecks of red began sliding down the energy shield towards a large portion in the middle of the room>
G.Kaiser
:OOC WoK ask me to change the rocketOOC:
You fool look at That!*points at the blob thats starting to resemble DWC*
Thats is the power of the one i serve i will not let you interfear any more with him. You fools think you can stop him no one will he'll end this living hell for all of us.
So you wish to battle him you must go threw me.
*kaiser puts two finges at the end of his blade and slowly moves foward exstending his nen completly over the blade*
I am ready for the end are you child.
Both of you should leave this battle i would hate to kill such young souls.
*WoK fires a fireball toward kaiser to much surprise it passes right threw him!*
Kaiser: you really thought that would work
WoK: but...bu...
*before she could finish kaiser transports behing Kitty and rams his blade into her chest* foulish child *kaiser throws kitty off his blade into the wall*
DietWaterCzar
Hey, hey, hey. Calm this down guys. You really shouldn't attack or insult each other unless like this. Exceptions are:
You only get close to actually attacking the other person's character.
You write someone doing something to you.
You are interacting with an NPC
You have an agreement to fight with the person you're fighting.
Edit: ok I see WoK apparently gave permission, but these rules still hold true.
Mooresy
"W-W-woK!"<I run over to her severly wounded form>.'god dammit,I`ve had enough of this guy'.<I can feel the rage flood through my mind drowning out all rational thought,my single red eye glows so bright it fully lights the room>
"I.......won`t......let....you.....ARGH!!"<It finally happened,my mental barriers had finally been broken,the power of a super-saiyen combined with the limitless strengh of a tekno-warrior>"I have been unleashed,prepare yourself for I am your destruction and I shall show no mercy!!"
C:"y`know Bill it might be wise to back up,I think this guys gonna explode"
B:"talk about a pressure build-up"
<I have lost control again,but I am not a beserker I have a target,an objective to fufilll and my fury shall not be denied>
<I gripped my lance and splitted it into two seperate blades>"When I`m threw there won`t be enough to send to hell"
wizardofkitty
I was attacked by Kaiser and thrown to the wall unexpectantly. I tried keeping myself from getting further wounded by attempting a healing spell. That didnt seem to work. Once again, another haiku popped in my head. I should stop this eventually, in near death, I shouldnt even think about making haikus.
A quote from Largo,
"The darkness, it's beautiful"
I can't give up now...
It seems like a silly thing to think about strip number 162 and some strange
8 bit theater scenes while on the verge of near death. Maybe asking for help would do.
I managed to say "ack shoujo manga...43, guide to life...need help..." and make a shoujo manga phone book size appear before Cyn and then collapsed. -.-
[ooc] I dont know why I said about the shoujo manga thing but it's the best I could of thought of...well, come up with something creative and supposibly related to this and uh...use that to help...^^;; [/ooc]
mlamdin
[OOC - OK, looks like you two are going to duke it out now. One thing - AGREE on who's going to win this time! Please! No second flame war!]
I watched the two prepare to go at each other. 'Fools. Not only are they ignoring Mr. Happy Apocalypse Starter coalescing over there, but they are simply attacking each other all out with no regard to being dramatic. Honestly, are the MihoCultists the only ones with any idea of style? Vorpal's doing pretty well, even if he is a traitor.'
A blast of something came towards me, and I hastily erected a force shield for it to bounce off of. Gesturing, I threw both combatants the away from our group.
"Hey, BG?"
"Yeah, Derian?"
"I thought you didn't have those kind of powers any more since you got rid of Bhaal."
"I've still got them. I only lost the Apocalypse type powers. I simply don't use the others unless necessary for style. Those two are just getting on my nerves."
"Well, don't you think that this is a sufficiently dangerous situation to justify using everything you have?! There's no holding back in sudden death overtime!" The glow behind his eyes became a little stronger.
"Honestly, don't you ever pay attention to the Laws of Anime? Or the General Laws of Dramatacism and Style? (maybe I'll put those together someday) You can't use your most powerful weapons until the end, and you always have to save the day at the very last second, ESPECIALLY with Armageddon."
"You're that confident?"
"Details, details. Let's help out WoK. She seems to be in bad shape."
Bill caught my attention. "Do you think she'd mind if we used the Necrowombicon to heal her? I don't think she's a MihoCultist in any way."
I shrugged. "Don't think she's in much of a position to complain about it now. Any other ideas, you guys?"
The rest of the crew shook their heads.
"Well, here goes then." After brief consultation, we muttered one of the many healing spells in the Necrowombicon. Wizard of Kitty's wounds closed. She blinked a couple of times in a rather kawaii way.
"Why is everything swirly and colored like Skittles? I'm confuzzled."
Tragic Bill and I looked at each other and traded embarrassed smiles. "Oops. Forgot about the side effects..."
[OOC - Gomen. Couldn't resist. Hope no one has problems with this.]
G.Kaiser
*edit the word blast seemed to upset moore so i changed it* OOc:this is happening the same time as BG's ooc:
*kaiser stands uneffected as Bg's force throws Koryorto agaist the wall*
I afraid you must try harder. Now time for the girls life to end. Maybe she will be happier in the after life. Maybe not.
*kaiser walks over to kittie, he contenues to lift her up by her throat now silly girl you will die*
No! *Koryorto launchs towards kaiser, kaiser smiles as he lifts his right palm and suspends Koryorto into the wall*
Im sorry but you did not heed my warning i must make an example.
*kaiser lifts up his blade*
Good bye child i hope the after life will suite you better then this hell called life.
*kiaser drops kittie and as his blade starts to peirce her neck.*
Ahhhhhhhhh!
*kaiser was knocked back and blinded when his site regained, to his surprised she was completly healed *
Maybey ill have to be quicker.
*kaiser swiftly within a blink of an eye was near WoK again with intent to kill.*
Zaaapp!
*kaiser was knocked back again, it seems the person who healed her erected a field around her.*
No matter you will all meet your end soon nomatter how long you try to delay the inetivable, we will all meet are end her.
*a soon as kaiser finished wiping and sheathing his blade he levated towards DWC who seemed to be forming back into shaope from his blob form*
Hahahaha see foolish mortals Vorpal Blade was thought to be the one but it was he!
You will not live to see the end.
Mooresy
"URGH,damm [sarcasm here]thanks for the help".'why did I get so P`oed suddenly?,I don`t care what BG thinks is best,that B****** Kaiser will die for injuring WoK'
<I slowly float over to where WoK is>
'huh?,damm I`m starting to burn up......argh....have.....to......change'
<I revert back to my human form,as my feet hit the floor blood started coming from my left shoulder staining my trench-coat and flowing down my arm reaching the hilt>
"urgh,that hurts....argh"<I remove my trench-coat and see that my shoulder has a huge welt at the top of it,forcing up blackened blood>
BG:"well I`m sure that stings"
M:"yeah......it....Fscking wreaks!"
<As I staggered around[the transformation takes a lot of effort]BG walked towards to Kaiser,muttering something about style>
'I can`t beleive I lost control again,for that brief second I embraced evil in its fullest form,an evil that exists in me,why did I get so angry?'
<william tell tune>
"that.....is......it!"<I take out the phone and smash it with the handle of my sword>"thank......god"
M:"BG.......I`m....gonna...just......rest.....here....for awhile.......revive me for anything important......uhhn....."
'at least shes alright,all I have to worry about is<I take a long look at,what appears to be DWC and Kaiser>that,no sweat,peice of cake'.*gulp*
Slash:
"i`ve had enough hunting for now,hmm....."<An armoured company of a rival faction appeared on the horison>"ahh they shall do nicely,my 'partner' needs their soul to grow stronger"
Derian Hatcheter
I had been focused on the fight, and didn't pay attention to BGMaster and Tragic Bill until I heard, "Oops. Forgot about the side effects..."
"She's got a rather pleasant expression on her face," I remarked. The Mihotists coughed and snickered.
TB cleared his throut. "Our friend Kaiser is back," he remarked.
"Yeah, that's just wonderful. What's his problem with Kitty?"
We watched him sheath his sword and float toward the reforming DietWaterCzar.
"What is the 'core-yodle' he kept yelling about?" BGMaster asked. TB and I shrugged.
"He called Moore that," said TB.
"I don't think he's really all there," I added.
"It looks like he's made friends with DWC," observed Tragic Bill, pointing toward the two.
"I wonder if he knows what DWC does with his helpers, aides, subordinates, etc.," I thought aloud.
The three of us exchanged glances, and laughed.
[OOC] VB? DWC? Garran? Lets finish this before 2002, if possible. ;) (laugh emoticon) [/OOC]
Mooresy
D:"Yo Moore whats a Kor-yo something"
[breif jedi moment here]
M:"Koryorto,now thats a name I haven`t heard in a long time......long time"
D:"yeah so who is it do you know him?"
M:"course I know him,he`s me"
[Okaaaaaay I think thats enough star wars]
M:"I used that at my first visit here,I met Erika then,my buddie Jake was with me......*cough*he thought he was pretty smooth,but lets just say he wasn`t walking right for 3 weeks heh...URGH*coughs up blood*"
D:"jeez and I thought she got me bad"
M:"BG!! gimme a chance for retribution,I want to get that B****** Kaiser for what he did"
BG:"you`re in no shape to fight a vorpal bunny right now let alone take on Kaiser,take a break or I`ll propel you away again"
M:"dammit I ain`t sitting on the side-lines<I struggle to get up but I can feel my strength remerge>I`ll be fully recovered in another minute......hows WoK?"
BG:"She`ll be fine"
M:"right,HAAAAAAH"<I charge up to super-saiyen level 3,as my power increased the pain stopped>"alright,when do we start?"
<I start walking towards BG,Derian and the others,unfourntunately because of my change my hair is now as tall as me dragging on the ground and my eye-brows have disappeared>
M:"Alrigh...WOAH!"<I trip on the *do* and land flat on my face>"Okay not a good start"
D:"how does your hair get longer?"
M:"how come your`se and BG`s eyes glow green?"
wizardofkitty
[ooc] ok. let's see how to make this funny...hmm...[/ooc]
"eeee...dizzyness...swirly skittles..." I blinked several more times in the kawaii way and became somewhat disoriented. Everyone looked like they became skittles, or people in skittle suits. "Umm...why do you all look like skittles?"
"Oi vei, this is going to be a minor problem..." BG said with a large anime sweatdrop.
"What's going on with her?" Cyn asked.
"Oh, since we tried using the Necrowombicon (is that spelt right?) her sense of reality went to her skittle reality. So in other words, she'll be seeing skittles everywhere for a while."
"That sounds fine, help me find her metal pole..." Cyn went to find WoK's metal pole while WoK was hallucinating.
"SKITTLES! Wai! Skittle walls, skittles everything! too bad I cant eat it all. I need to save it for school...wah." I said sadly. I wasnt hungry either, there was no point in eating a skittle, not even that square one on the ground. (hint hint, shoujo manga)
Cyn snuck up behind me and wacked my head with the metal pole.
"OW!" I yelled and then blinked several more times in that rather kawaii way and then I was back to reality. "Huh? Where did all the skittles go? Wah! Now I cant eat them during school!!! This bites..."
"Oh shush. Here's your metal pole and a skittle." Cyn said giving me the items.
"Yay! Skittles ^^" I said happily and ate it and then was ready to move on.
"Yeah whatever." Cyn said and went back to the others muttering something about never to mention this event ever happening again...
[ooc] ok, I WAS thinking about having WoK eat the shoujo manga but that's cruel, and gross, eatting paper...O.o oh well... [/ooc]
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC]Crazy ideas were floating around in my head during a very boring evening at work. Here comes more useless, time consuming action. :)[/OOC]
The re-enlarged party stood in a loose group, watching DietWaterCzar reform. Kaiser was floating in front of him, eyeing us suspiciously.
"So, guys," I began. "Any reason why we're standing around like a bunch of Mini-Mites?"
"Umm..." "Not really" I guess not"
"Is there a plan?"
"Well...no." "Uh-uh" "Not here"
"Have we decided if DWC is the bad guy, yet?"
"I think it's fairly obvious," said BGMaster.
"Are we gonna attack him then, before he gets his head out of his butt, and all the other pieces back in their places?" I asked.
"Style, Hatch, style," he chided me.
"Right, style." We stood and watched a few more moments. The blob was beginning to sprout limbs and wings.
"Hey, BG."
"Yes?"
"I haven't seen a whole lot of anime, but it seems to me that someone is supposed to try to talk some sense into the bad guy before the final battle. Am I right?"
"Yeah, that happens, sometimes," he answered. "Of course, if you're not a main character, you won't survive the encounter."
"It's worth a shot, I think."
"Well, nice knowing you," he said.
[OOC] Non-violent fun with Kaiser. Hope this is okay.[/OOC]
I marched across the debris-strewn room, toward DietWaterCzar. Kaiser stepped forward, his hand on his sword. "Don't come any closer, or I'll put you on ice, permanently."
I spread my arms in a placating gesture. "Hey, I just wanna talk to DietWaterCzar."
"He has nothing to say to you."
"'D' won't be very happy if he finds out you kept me away. I'd hate to be you."
Kaiser regarded me coolly. "'D'?"
"Listen," I continued, trying to sound friendly. "'D' and I go way back. We were comrades in the first war. We personally protected Kimiko *and * kept the Anna Miller's a safe place for Otaku to drink coffee and have spaghetti."
He nodded, understanding. I was relieved to see a spark of logic in that head.
"Now, this kidnapping business has been rather rough on him. When he gets reformed, he's gonna be in a foul mood. I want to calm him down, keep him from destroying the world. You'll agree that that's a good idea, right?"
He nodded.
"Good, I knew you'd understand. You'd have to be a sharp guy, to work with D. In fact, you can help me."
"Really?" He tried to hide his interest.
"Sure." Pulling out my wallet, I handed him some cash. "There's a Starbuck's a few blocks from here. Open twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year, rain, shine, Zilla attack, whatever. A drink from there would go a long way toward keeping �D' calm."
I handed him the money. "Get him a Venti double Espresso with a shot of vanilla." Leaning in close, I whispered, "And make it decaf. The only thing worse than a crazed demon-creature bringing the Apocalypse is a caffeinated crazed demon-creature bringing the Apocalypse."
Kaiser nodded, understanding. A faint smile tugged at his mouth.
"Get something for your self, too."
"Thanks!" he said, and flew through the roof.
With him gone, I continued to DWC.
I examined the not-quite-complete Czar. He was clearly going back to his demon shape, but lacked features. There was no mouth, and I had to only hope that he could hear me.
"Alright Czar, listen up. This whole end-of-the-world thing is getting annoying. It really puts a kink in everyone else's plans. And you know what Kimiko thinks abouOOOFFF." DWC lashed out with a leg, kicking me in the chest. I flew backwards several dozen yards, and slid on the concrete almost as far. I came to rest at the feet of the other fighters.
"Back so soon?" asked Wizard of Kitty.
"Just a minor setback," I answered.
"A half a block is minor?!" exclaimed Phaedrus.
Standing back up, I marched back to DWC. His eyes had reappeared, and he examined me closely.
"That's what I'm talking about. The way you regularly abuse those around you. I thought you were going to stop that, for Kimiko." At that DWC grabbed the front of my sweater, and flung me straight up.
I must say, it was an exciting experience. For a moment, I thought I had discovered WoK's ability to fly. Sadly, it was not so. Gravity. She's a harsh mistress.[OOC]gotta love the Tick[/OOC]
I landed in a very uncomfortable position.
Slowly, I became aware of the group yelling.
"Wow, did you see how high he went?" "I can't believe he bounced that many times." "Is he dead?"
I slowly sat up.
"Are you okay?" one of them called.
"Yeah, I'm fine. These sharp, pointy rocks broke my fall."
"Oh, good."
I got up, a little slower this time.
"DWC, that was uncalled for." I brushed myself off and walked toward him again. This time, I was careful to stay out of his reach. "Think, man. Kimiko doesn't want this. She doesn't want anybody hurt. All you're doing now is hurting her."
DWC and I stared at each other. He was almost fully reformed now, and a frightful sight to behold. Still, I wasn't going to back down. He had to understand, before it was too late. Too late for everybody.
In a deep, rough voice, he slowly spoke. "Kimiko. Kimiko-sama." Then, without warning, he lashed out at me. With a wing, he smacked me sideways. I spun through the air, smacking into a wall, feet above my head.
When I came to a rest, I was balanced on my shoulders, my feet on the wall. I spied my hockey stick, a few inches from my hand. Looking from it to DWC, I muttered the only thing that seemed appropriate. "I'm gonna beat you until the candy comes out." [OOC]PA reference[/OOC]
As my feet slid sideways down the wall, I heard DWC speak again. He had seated himself on a slab of concrete, and his head was hung low. "Kimiko-sama. Kimiko-sama." He repeated her name, over and over.
As I was mustering the strength to stand again, Kaiser floated back down through the roof. He came to me first.
"Here, I got you an latte." he said, handing me a paper cup, and some money. "Why are you lying down?"
Kaiser walked up to DWC, offering him a cup of coffee. DWC stared at him, puzzled. However, he took the cup. Taking off the lid, he took a suspicious sip, and examined the cup for a moment.
[OOC]Yes, this is a blatant attempt to get the story moving.
I hope I used y'alls characters properly. BGM, let me know if I should reword anything.
DWC, I don't know if you have something planned with Garran, but we might have to call him an NPC. I really want to see what you have in mind with him.[/OOC]
mlamdin
I helped Hatch to his feet. He wobbled a bit. "Hey, you want me and Bill to fix you up with a spell? I'm sure we've got one."
He eyed the Necrowombicon suspiciously. "Uh, no offense, but I'd rather not see anyone as a giant hockey puck for the moment."
"Hey, not all our spells have weird side effects."
"Still."
"Have it your way." I shrugged. I suppose WoK's experience had been rather strange. "Well, it looks like DWC is suffering some sort of morality crisis."
"Yeah." Tragic Bill swirled his scythe. "Do you think he'll perhaps decide that now is not the best time to start the Apocalypse?"
Cyn broke in. "Well, if he does, major points to Hatch, but somehow, I doubt it."
"Cynical bastard." Echo muttered. (OOC - he's still with us, right?)
"That's Cynical Swashbuckler to you."
"A-Hem." We turned to look at Hatch. "So, if he doesn't decide to calm down, what exactly are our plans? I've run out."
I shrugged. "Well..." I was interrupted by a small bulge in one of Cynical's pockets flying out of it and across the group into the hands of a very happy WoK.
"Wai! Skittles!"
We all turned to glare at Cyn. "What?"
"You had to keep Skittles in your pocket? You know how she is around Skittles." With a muttered "Sorry", Cyn looked down.
Turning to WoK, I gave her a penetrating look. This caused her to look up from stuffing her face with Skittles and blink in a very kawaii way. "Skittles?"
"Are you SURE you've recovered?"
"Yup! Waiwai!" I noticed Phaedrus being distracted. WoK could be very cute when she had eaten too many Skittles. "Cut it out. Cute doesn't work on me." I just hoped Queslin wasn't going to whack Phaedrus. We needed the poet.
"Awww. No more Skittles." She held up the now empty bag. "Good. Now could you come help out?"
"Ok. You need to explain what's going on though. I'm confuzzled."
I brought her back to the group, somewhat exasperated. 'That girl has the WEIRDEST grip on reality. Still, she knows her magic.'
"j0, 907 4 |*|_4|| `/37?" Queslin joined us, dragging Phaedrus, who seemed to be writing something furiously on a notebook.
"You were saying, BG?"
"Well, I'd say the usual way to go about this kind of thing is to put up a dramatic resistence in which most of us die, and Kimiko comes in at the last minute to save the day by calming DWC. Of course, this is only if DWC doesn't calm himself down, but none of us are betting on that." The others began to speak, but I cut them off. "However - as I'm sure we don't all want to die, no holding back this time. We could pull off the 'ragtag band of lunatics saves the world by a combination of skill, insanity and pure blind luck' ending."
The others nodded. It did seem like the best choice if we all had to fight. They began to plan whatever it was they were going to do. I materialized a few new guns, causing Moore once again to mutter about 'having to learn how to do that'.
"Hey BG?"
"Yes, Bill?"
"Aren't those new guns you're spinning Vash and Knives' guns from Trigun?"
I smirked. "Insurance always helps."
[OOC - Great posts, Hatch and WoK. Hope no one minded my rather liberal use of their characters. This'll be my last post until something else big happens - everyone, have fun thinking about what you're going to do if DWC decides to make us all into Fanboy Sushi.
And about my guns - I feel angel arms have style. Trigun rocks.]
Mooresy
<I look at the battered Derian>
M:"please tell me he was putting no effort into that"
D:"What!?"
M:"Well if this place runs by the rules of anime` the last battle should be a huge confrontation between good and eviUrg"<I tried to walk forward but ended up standing on my hair>'D4 p4in'
M:"ergh that does it"<I take to the air>"Yo BG could you pass up my rail gun>
BG:"Here"
<He throws it into the and I catch it without even looking at it>
M:"now to lighten my load"<I take off my trench-coat which hit the ground like a brick house>
D:"wtf?!"
M:"oh yeah,its weighted.....it weighs about 80 pounds,should be easier to move now"
BG:"huh the saiyens a weakling"
M:"No but in a fight like this anything that might help is worth it"
G.Kaiser
OOC: i dont fly liong distances i use matter displacement thru Nen. and im not that happy but it seemed fine o i dont mind OOC*
DWC: Kimiko...KIMIKO!
Kaiser: Calm down we'll see her soon.
DWC: KIMIKO!
*the forming DWC threw waht was elft of his coffee on the ground and threw a punch at Kaiser, which was easily avoided*
Kaiser: settle down will see her soon enough. Now here take my coffee.
*DWC takes the coffee*
DWC: kimiko
Kaiser: yes i know you want to see her don't you.
Kaiser: I'll be right back
*kaiser floats towards Derian*
Kaiser: it seems you tried to attack him. You said you were just going to talk to him.
Derian: but.. but thats not what happened!
*derian notics his trenchcoat was covered with blood*
Derian: is that from skittle girl?
Kaiser: no the line was long and i got impatient so i killed them all. then after i got my order the employes gave me lip so i killed them to.
Derian: you monster!
kaiser: hmf i expect that from mortals.
*kaiser looks at Koryorto and his rail gun*
Kaiser: I hope your not thinking about shooting CZar if he doesnt kill you i will gladly child. You couldnt even carry and extra 80 pounds.
Koryorto: Shut up who are you calling a child.
*Koryorto points his rail gun at me*
kaiser: silly child!
*kaiser does alittle matter displacement and arrives at koryorto's back with his blade end resting at the base of his skull*
Kaiser: this can only end one way if you contenue.
Mooresy
M:"heh go ahead I`m stronger than you think"
K:"fine,Yahh"<Kaiser stabbed his blade straight through Moores head,but no blood appeared and Moore didn`t even flinch>
M:"aww is that it Kaiser,moron when I`m in my third version,heheh I can dodge faster than your eyes can see,to you I never moved"
<Moore flickered behind Kaiser and knocked his blade out of his hand>
M:"catch me if you can"
<Kaiser punched as fast as he could 'breaking the sound barrier' hitting only air,he looked down at BG and saw Moore standing beside him>
M:"Kaiser heres a little hint at my power,I`ve been fatully wounded here 3or 4 times,when a saiyen recovers from wounds like that his power level sky-rockets for each one,even if you injure me I`ll be fighting back getting stronger and stronger....heh few people lack the power to kill me and you`re not one of them".'Please let him beleive that'
K:"rubbish"
M:"don`t get me wrong,you can definately hurt me,but not finish the job,now to increase my strength.....HAAAAAAAH"<The golden aura glows brighter and begins growing larger and larger>
<I look up at Kaiser,throw down my rail gun and un-sheath Kyuojin>
M:"anytime pal,anytime and one last thing,my name is Moore".'I`m a dead man,what I wouldn`t give for something to interrupt this awk-ward moment'
G.Kaiser
Ah fuck it, the guy sent me an email the 19 asking for a fight i guess i provoked it. well when he logges on i would apprecate if you edit the post im gunna go along as your post never happened
vorpal
rite. i'm holding on to a post here
squee
Right... I'm back, so we get to see what Queslin's doing now...
(Slight recap first)
Queslin fell down a hole after apparently blowing up Kimiko (not the real one but not everybody knows that), managed to avoid the immediate reprisals of DWC, and has seen Kaiser attack WoK (from behind - not a clear view)
"WoK... w4sn'7 7hat K4|s3r?? Th3 bunny-k1ll3r?? IT W4S!!!"
Queslin turns to Kaiser, a look of pure hatred on her face, and in her eyes - it is potentially the most un-kawaii thing anyone has ever seen, and sends chills down the spines of those who look at her eyes, which seem to have turned the colour of frozen meat.
She takes a deep breath, as if about to scream, and proceeds to shout loudly (yes, LOUDLY - it's a high-pitched full-throated scream, but fairly intelligible)..
(Yes, this is all in non-l33t)
"How dare you!!!! TILDE!"
"GiveALL;GiveQuadDamage;GiveArmour200"
"9;ENTER;TILDE! MOUSE1 !!!!"
Armour appears on Queslin's battered body with an instantaneous CRACK, as simultaneously a blisteringly bright blue glow forms around her, and a *HUGE* weapon appears in her hands, pulsating with light and trobbing with a deep, powerful but nearly inaudible sound.
The deep rumble intensifies as the weapon rapidly begins glowing an intense green along its length, the air crackles as the weapon readies itself to strike, then the green glow detaches from the weapon with a graceful speed, accelerating quickly towards the target, Kaiser...
As the green ball approaches Kaiser, a strange thing happens... A pencil-thin green beam extends towards him and begins slicing into the flesh of his leg - not a fatal point to hit, but the beams cannot be controlled, and are fairly random in which part of the body they target - Queslin couldn't really hope for better, and her calculation of floor-hit and splash damage was just right...
Kaiser neatly disappeared and reappeared to the right of the ball as it shot towards him, but from his angle of sight he could not have known that the ball was nearly touching the ground at its base. It detonated right next to him, throwing him into a wall with considerable force. A strange deep chiming sound came across the air as the ball detonated.
"Th3r3'll b3 n0 m0r3 kn1f3-fr4gg1ng 0n th1s l3v3l - 1f y0u c4n ch34t, 1 c4n ch34t. Ph34l d4 p41n. TildeNoClipEnterTilde!"
Queslin drops into the floor, to appear behind Kaiser, smack him upside the head with the butt of the gigantic piece of armament, drop into the floor again, and reappear beside Phaedrus and WoK. The blue glow stops, and another chiming sound can be heard.
Queslin sits down heavily, staring at the monstrous DWC - she could almost swear the strange, threatening blob shape was staring back at her, she almost thought it was confused... Hmph - couldn't be - surely just imagination...
Queslin looks at the BFG, at WoK, Kaiser, DWC, and then at her armoured body, and begins crying. Between sobs, in a mild wail, she points at the huge blob and says "1t t34mfr4gg3d my fr13nd, 0n purp0se, n0w 1t's try1ng t0 k1ll m0r3 of my fr13nds!!! I'm s0 l0n3ly, s0 t1r3d 0f f1ght1ng, 1 *HUR7*.. 1 ch34t3d, 1'm s0 ash4m3d! 4nd 1 k1ll3d th4t p00r g1rl!!!"
[OOC: Nearby sad-kawaii-o-meters should be going nuts about now...]
[OOC: If either Phaedrus or WoK get seasick, you're feeling slightly off-colour right now from the sullen throb of the BFG Queslin is wielding... Oh, and no, my intention is not to godmode, however all the other characters seem to have some form of power, and with the (cheat - appearing next to her instantly) attack on WoK I think Queslin's gamer powers (which she isn't really aware of) might come into play :) She doesn't want to do it again, and will go to great lengths not to, but the prospect of losing another friend is one that overrides her natural gamer's aversion to cheatcoding... ]
[Also OOC: Note, as an explanation, Queslin gave herself a wide variety of weapons, armour, briefly gave herself quad damage (gone now - only lasts half a minute), and is currently wielding one of the most intimidating-looking weapons anyone has ever seen - it's the BFG, after all :) The BFG has a very slow rate of fire, so it's a pretty fair weapon to add to the mix IMHO - probably won't get used much ;) In terms of how it will affect non-human or otherwise powered-up people, well, it probably won't, but who knows... I leave it up to the people that get hit with it as to how much it hurts them.. ]
Mooresy
'good,thanks Quelsin.......I need to restore my strength'
D:"Moore how come you never went that fast before and how much did you raise your power just now?"
M:"I don`t really like to go so fast,not that much".'actually I can`t even reach my previous power level ,damm that speed really drains my strength.........<My hair shortened back to shoulder length>
BG:"hey what did you just do"
M:"just conserving my power thats all".'I can`t even power up to level two now..........dammit I need to get used to this'<the pain resumed in my shoulder>
G.Kaiser
*OOC ok im pissed now i ddint give you permission for a fight for god sake you retard look at Czars rules for a fight you didn obey one of them*
squee
[OOC]Excuse me Mr Kaiser, but you attacked WoK, you can't expect Queslin to do nothing in return... She got upset and retaliated...
Your character most likely won't have been injured in any serious way, after all he has super powers - he just got thrown against a wall, and a little singed. Queslin didn't continue to attack, so you're not in any immediate danger from her given she's busy crying at the moment...
To me that sounds entirely reasonable. You can't just stab a characters friend and expect the character to do nothing, surely?
[/OOC]
Mooresy
In my case you threw the first punch
quote:
No! *Koryorto launchs towards kaiser, kaiser smiles as he lifts his right palm and blast Koryorto into the wall*
and you never asked to attack my char
G.Kaiser
*OOC I aked WoK im not mad about that squee and im not mad about you retaleatingmoore but you couldve done it sooner. And how come you lways act like your a god when your in a pinch(that childesh really it is), and the act of resting a sword is a warning you put the blunt end on your oppenent as a warning. and WoK said it was ok. and for the love of god edit the post to be more resable stop making yourslef almost as strong as DWC and Vorpal you cant damnit! its against the rules since they were laid out to be the godlike characters you werent*
Mooresy
Kaiser the reason:
he has almost unlimited power in the other dimensions like his partners do,not here though so every time he does something almost god-like he faces the consequences[check the thread where he fights Slash],hes been knocked down two saiyen levels because of that move and his power levels dropped around 50%,in the next few posts he`ll lose another 25%,so don`t expect anymore acts of god
besides he`s 14,[testy things teenagers]so he dosen`t really think about what he`s doing,hence the escape`s that drain him so much
heres the begginng of the problem:
M:'wait a minute,it didn`t hurt....URGH'
D:"Moore you alright?"
M"yeah.......just...a little...uhnn dazed"<my evolution started to take its effect(Moores tekno form is still in its infancy,basically every time he uses it he hurts bad)my brain felt like it was being crushed,my lungs froze up,every muscle in my legs seized up,the gash on my shoulder almost started shooting out the blood into the air,my vision desintagrated>
M:'I`m blind,just like Blade n-no not now'
<I could feel my body hit the floor>'I can`t feel my arms,everything sounds muffled......sorry WoK,I couldn`t protect you when you needed help'
<quick flash-back>
J:[Moore move it a fire-blast`s heading you`re way,move it pal]
'huh? I remember this day,on the space-ring with Pegasus(not the horse)thats when it happened'
M:"Jake I`m blocked in,the next chamber caved in and my suits out of oxygen so a space-walks out of the question"
'feels weird hearing yourself talk outside yourself'
H:[isn`t there a matinence door or something?]
J:[you`ve got a minute left c`mon Moore think of something,we`re pinned down here]
mlamdin
All right, guys. We really need to figure out power ratings here for various people.
This is just a rough impression here - I'm probably wrong in a lot of these. However, if you have a correction to make as in how you see it, make a note of it in an OOC or something. Try to keep posts on the storyline if you can, and just send each other private messages with complaints.
This is just raw battle power levels, not taking into account things like Phaedrus' wit.
Apocalypse Powers: DWC
Godlike: Vorpal Blade, Me (I used to have potential for Apocalypse level when I had Bhaal, but not any more), Tragic Bill.
Very Powerful: Kaiser, Moore (when powered up), Cyn, Echo (could be lower - again, not sure).
Powerful: Garran (might be higher, I'm not sure), Hatch (same - could be next level with his new powers), Phaedrus, WoK, Queslin (can do stuff at next level with cheat codes), Moore (when powered down).
Semi-Powerful: The Agents (could be next level, not entirely sure).
Semi-Weak: Vorpal Bunnies
Weak: Minions
Cornelius doesn't really apply here. So, if I left anyone out by mistake or if I got something wrong, let me know in an OOC, preferably one that accompanies a story post. Here's how I see battles - if you fight someone who's higher level, you lose. Same level, you two work it out (preferably ahead of time). Lower level, you win. Of course, make your battles creative.
This sound like a decent way to do things? (Actually, if you want major/minor changes, send me a private message or something and I'll edit).
squee
Thanks BG, your analysis was both well-written and sane :) I agree completely.
wizardofkitty
[ooc] that should be a good range to put us all in. :) G. Kaiser, you still have to give me the appearance of your charie! Otherwise, he cant be in drawing...[/ooc]
I blinked several more times in that kawaii way before saying, "I'm confuzzled. Why is Queslin being a sad girl in armor? Too much Piro-ness there...And Moore is really injured...I'm really confuzzled. Hmm...who to help first? I guess me go help Queslin. You guys fight kay?"
I knelt down next to Queslin and patted her back gently. "Therie there. At least you got minor revenge for the bunnies...Umm...are you telling us that that blob thingy k..erm. fragged your friend?"
[ooc] reminder to self, get better in l33t languages. Bad brother was spawn munching earlier today. ^^;; Oh yeah, and I thanks BG for the compliments. You did well in the 'wai wai skittles' thing (laugh emoticon) [/ooc]
Derian Hatcheter
I watched as Kaiser stumbled backward a little bit. Queslin's blast didn't seem to hurt him much, but he was clearly disoriented. He kept squinting and rubbing his eyes.
I turned to Queslin to complement her on her skill, only to find her sitting on the ground, crying.
Sad girl in armor. Whoa.
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*BEEP*
There was a sudden jab in my back. "Sorry, Erika," I reflexivly mumbled, and turned to see Phadrus had pulled out his mallet.
"Hatch, you're staring," he chided.
"Uhh...yeah." I turned back to see WoK trying to comfort the young warrior. I tried to think of something to say. And how to say it in L33+.
"|-|3y, Queslin. Uhh...g00d sh0+, I...umm...3y3 +hi||k j00 d1d the right thing, err...+|-|3 r1g|-|+ +|-|1||g."
She stared at me for a moment. I wondered if she didn't understand my words, or the sentiments behind them. But then, she smiled at me, sadly, in that armor...
*BEEP*
[OOC]Wanted to do more, but it's to late at night. My muse, or whatever passes as it, abandoned me after that second beep.
Hope ya'll had a happy turkey day.
WoK, I can't seem to reply to your message anymore. I get a mesasge that you're email is blocked. To answer you, it's the Nintendo, not the SNES. And yes, full pads.[/OOC]
squee
[OOC]I hope people will forgive the increased amount of japanese in this post - It seemed somehow appropriate - translations are provided at the bottom for those characters that understand[/OOC]
"I d1dn't w4nt t0 s4y 4nyth1ng ab0ut th3 m0nst3r, 1n c4se fr4gg1ng my fr13nd w4s an acc1d3nt, but 1t obvi0usly d1d 1t on purp0s3... Oni! Akuma! Bakemono!"
Queslin notices Phaedrus acting a little jealous, throws a small, short smile through her bleary, tear-stained expression and whispers "Suki da".
She looks in the direction of the monster, and though she's sniffling she can be heard talking for a moment in its direction "j00 fr4gged my fr13nd, bakemono... Shi'ne! Onegai!". Queslin rests her cheek on the arm WoK was using to pat her back "Sh3 w4sn't 3ven pl4ying wh3n h3 fr4gg3d h3r..."
Oni: Demon or other supernatural force
Akuma: Devil
Bakemono: Monster
Suki da: Similar to english "I like you" but far more ambiguous.
Shi'ne: Die (imperative version)
Onegai: I beg of you / Please
Note that only the japanese-speaking charas will have any idea what these translations are :)
wizardofkitty
I pitied my friend but I couldn't truely understand her. "Umm...translation please. I only know she said die please and monster." knowing parts of different languages had it's disadvantages. -.-;; I try again to see if I can actually calm her down in l33t.
"j0 Qu3sl!n, 4t l34st j00 d!d s0m3th!ng. j00 c0uld 4lw4yz g3t r3v3ng3 b|_|t r!ght n0w, j00 n33d t0 c4lm d0wn. ^^"
That was the best I could try at least. Too bad I could only do mostly vowels..
Mooresy
'uhh I can hear....l337....can`t make it out'
<back to flash-back>
J:[Moore theres no time,try and stay alive man]
H:[Moore if what about Pegasus?]
M:"huh?wait a minute<I slapped my fore-head>of course,thanks Hanzo well here goes nothing"
<I type in the command to open the inter-lock chamber,as I type I can feel the structure shake and buckle,I hop into the bot and the hatch closes covering me in darkness>
'well here it comes'<I could feel a huge amount of heat coming my way,it swept over the bot,luckily its armour kept out most of the heat but I could still feel my skin burn>
<as the fire-ball subsided I readied to leave the bot>
M:"Pegasus open inter-lock chamber!"
P:"affirmative"
<the chamber I was in started to glow and charge>
M:"huh?NO tekno-bot stop!!"
P:".........."
<the chamber reached full power>
M:".......YURGH ARGH!!!"
<I wasn`t just on fire now,I could feel my body twist and change within me,six large spikes burst from my back>"URGH.......UHNNN!!"
<suddenly the pain sub-sided and I was launched from the bots head and shoulders,but the pain had been too much and I crashed into the ground>
M:"ahhh,what just happened"
<I put my hand in front of me,but it wasn`t mine,it was black and metal,connected to a wrist gaunlet and leading on up>
M:"I`ve,I`ve changed"
<feeling new strength inside me,I got up and looked at my reflection on a peice of sheared metal,a robot stared back,red and white armour with its left eye glowing red in the visor>
'No,not again..'M:"NOOOOO!!!"
<I open my eyes but only a mixture of colours met my sight,I can move again but I`m as weak as a kitten>
M:"Derian....can ya give me a hand up?"
D:"uh sure"
<his eyes where somewhat glazed,as I get up to stand my legs begin trembling beneath me,my arms hang at my sides limp and useless for the minute>
M:"uhn...where did I leave my sword?"
D:"right here"<Derian hands me Kyoujin,which I then drop unable to carry its weight>
M:"<a sweat-drop appears on my head>eh-heheh....uh whoops"
DietWaterCzar
[ooc]I've been stuck on dial up for the last couple of days, and I have a HUGE paper due Tuesday. I've already got the end planned out in my head, and as it seems that Garran has left us and doesn't seem to answer me I'll need to NPCify him. Phaedrus, squee, and Vorpal, I've got some stuff that you'll have to use like we discussed. Vorpal if you get swamped with exams again tell me so we can work something out, like pre-written pieces.[/ooc]
"What the hell are you doing?" I ask Kaiser who had suddenly decided to stand at my side and declare some sort of allegiance and desire for to see me destroy the world.
Sure it was a good plan, but why the hell would I need him around? Kimiko-sama's life was the only life in the world with any value and now she was gone. No one else had any value, not even anyone that decided to be on my side. EVERYONE was going to die. It was as simple as that.
Just as I prepare to kill the annoying insect, I am suddenly engulfed in a massive stream of fire. It does no damage of course, but I dislike being engulfed in fire more than having blades shot at me. I look in the direction of the origin of the fire and see a large reptilian face peeking over the edge of the building.
"Oh, I suppose I should have known that would have had a negligible effect on him but I just felt I should do something to stop an impending disaster. Oh, and I wasn't try to save you Mr. Kaiser, It was just a convenient confluence of events" Cornelius stated with apparent strain on his face.
It seems that the talking Rent-a-Zilla had rushed to the Sega building using large bounds faster than any helicopter and climbed up in a effort to help his comrades. The building was twice his size and with his tiny arms he only managed to barely hold himself up at the edge. It didn't seem that he would be able to do much beyond breathing fire and possibly swinging his tail over his head to the roof.
"Well, things have certainly taken an odd turn." Cornelius pondered as he surveyed the battleground. "Phaedrus, our only apparently present poet, have you been keeping track of the players in this little drama?"
"Why yes. We've had a couple of changes though and some of the members of our party seems to have gotten rather silent." Phaedrus told the large lizard as he was hurriedly jotting something down on a piece of parchment with his blood.
"Well, whom shall I inquire about first? I see that Wangus fellow isn't here as well as Mr. _Quinn."
"Well, Wangus, the stranger from another land summoned by his company and Erika, apparently got some bad news and managed to get himself stabbed by Erika."
"Erika? My word! That doesn't sound like her!"
"No, he gave her the blade and ran into it. We managed to get him airlifted out somehow. As for _Quinn, the man from Sony who was in the battle for company reasons, he was outside earlier, but we have no idea where he is now. Strange how no one seems concerned. Actually it's also somewhat disconcerting that my fellow poet, Garran, has disappeared with without much fanfare."
"What about that Swashbuckler fellow and the President of the Miho-Cultists?"
"Well the mysterious friend of Erika is over there with the others as is Tragic Bill, both have been rather quiet as of late though."
"Speaking of the others, how are they?"
"Well BGMaster has apparently come back from the dead. That was after a huge battle with Dom where he sent him, Ed, and the Ghod that was driving him mad to some place called Odd Sweets or something. Derian, the former hockey player/former soldier and subordinate of the Kimiko army that DWC led-"
"What ever happened to the Kimiko army?"
"Heck if I know, it'll probably be explained later, and rather hastily. But anyway, Derian is still assisting in the fighting. He's also gained some powers from some medication apparently. Echo, the Sony bishy robot who is in hero mode, is still helping us and has befriended Queslin. Oh and speaking of Queslin, it seems she's developed a kind of crush or something on me."
"Really now? Is that the only development with the young lady?"
"Oh yeah and she's very battle capable despite her injuries. Injuries, which I assume to be related to the fact that DWC apparently, killed her friend in the earlier conflict. Also, Wizard of Kitty, the mysterious young girl who joined us, just got attacked by Kaiser but is ok now, thanks to Skittles. She joined us saying something about protecting the comic for Piro-sama."
"Comic? What comic is this she speaks of? And on a related note, which Piro does she refer to? Piro the character or Piro the creator?"
"I have no idea. Who else is there? Ahhh yes, Moore and G. Kaiser."
"Who's Moore?"
"The new fellow over there. He's from some other dimension or something. He here for the sake of fighting the good fight, so I guess that's respectable. He keeps on going on about a bunch of people we don't know and seems to space off a lot and mumble some incomprehensible stuff about his past. His past is apparently quite sordid. Ok guy still I suppose."
"Ahhh, what about Mr. Kaiser there? I remember him being a part of you party, but now he seems to be against you."
"Yes, Kaiser. Well I have absolutely no idea what's up with him. First he attacks Garran and DWC. Then he joins us and says something about being part of some elite Kimiko guard-"
"Kimiko guard? Don't you mean Kimiko Army?"
"No, DWC didn't have anything like that. Kaiser also said something about Piro assigning him to it, but once again we don't know if it is Piro the character or the creator. Now I do recall something being mentioned in a news report about some Kimiko Guard, but that's the media. Can't always trust the media you know, I mean look at the botched info they got on the SGS. There's a huge lack of development to explain his motives or what he's doing here. Not only that, but his current actions negate his earlier ones. He seems to want the end of the world or something, but that seems to go against his desire to save Kimiko for Piro."
"Hey, well DietWaterCzar took a rather sudden change from hero to villain."
"Yes but as you know, he has a long and notorious precedent for doing evil things. In fact, from an earlier discussion with Garran that no one else heard, Czar was showing signs of returning to his evil ways despite his desire to change. When put into this violent situation with his idol's life in the balance, it almost understandable to see him degenerate. Well, almost, there is just something wrong about a guy who only values the life of one person."
I see, how about the mysteriousness of some of your other compatriots?"
"Well, the most mysterious of them was Wangus. But, despite his allusions to things we don't understand, those things didn't take up the majority of his actions. He was well grounded here with his given assignment to find Erika."
"How about Mr. Kaiser's powers?"
"Well, once again you've got me. All I know is that he's powerful. He moves fast, has a lot of weapons, and has something called Nen I think. I don't know what it is but it's from some manga, HunterXHunter."
"Excuse me? What is that?"
"I don't know but it seems I'm supposed to have read it. I'm sure a lot of people haven't read it either due to lack of time or resources. He's used it but I'm not sure what it is because I have no details on it. I mean I'm sure a fair number of people didn't know who Bhaal is but at least BGMaster gave a clear description of what his powers did."
"So basically you don't know what on Earth Kaiser is doing?"
"Yeah"
"What about our other villain, VorpalBlade?"
"Well, he is sufficiently evil and kidnapped Kimiko for some voice acting job. Right now he just escaped DWC's grasp and is readying some weapon. Why we haven't even tried to look for him, I don't know."
"Well, what can you do?"
"AHEM!" I interrupt the two from their long boring literary discussion. "I hate all this literary crap! Just attack me already!"
"Very well, I shall endeavor to stop you, you monstrosity!" Cornelius declared as he whipped his tail over his head and aimed it at me.
Cornelius could look in shock, however, as I caught the tip of the massive appendage effortlessly. He was even more shocked as i took flight and lifted him up. I then proceeded to swing the gargantuan lizard in a circle over my head before throwing him back down to the ground where he made a large Zilla shaped hole in the ground.
In a small voice (well a small as you can get from a creature that large) Cornelius declared "I'm ok...."
"Well, good! I'll need some fresh meat to eat after I kill everyone in the world!" I yell down to the lizard.
"You sir, sicken me!"
G.Kaiser
Edit: sorry i wasnt paying attention when i typed the link(so sue me).
:OOC*ok I just relized how stupid my first posts were(mostly my brothers fualt, alcahol, and late night writing) hunterXhunter can be found here but unles they can get a server for the first 40 or so chaps there down but nene doesnt come into play till after then the site is www.toriyamaworld.com, and the whole iro kimiko gaurd thing was mostly do to late night beer drinking with my friend Klex(weird things happen when your drunk) and i want to world to end well basiclly iv been watching SLC Punk at the time i wrote that and its such a good movie ill think ill stay with that. and since DWC is the only one who can bring about the end of the world ill think ill stcick with him and try not to get killed by him (laugh emoticon) (plz dont kill me).OOC:
squee
For those of you who (like me) don't grok broken URLS or broken links, that site is indeed Toriyama's World, but the URL is in fact http://www.toriyamaworld.com , and not "http://www.toriyama'sworld.com,"
edit: Just had a good look at the site - it's quite good.
This has been a miho fanservice announcement.
Mooresy
j0 Kais I`ve edited my last post on page 1 and my first few posts on page 2,to clear things up more
DietWaterCzar
And my point is COMPLETELY missed.
squee
No, your point wasn't missed, I'm sure I got it - people don't have the time, energy or bandwidth to go and research HxH. If that's your point, I agree. Basing a past and character background on a comic very few people have read or feel a need to read is not the best way to go, and can be quite confusing in terms of actions the character makes and people they know.
I hope that was the point you were referring to?
DietWaterCzar
Oh I wasn't refering to you squee, I was sure you got it even if you went and corrected that link. And yes, you got that part right.
The other stuff.... That was still missed though. Time to PM I guess....
wizardofkitty
[ooc] ok. I think I got the point. Oh yeah, and this post, I couldnt resist. (laugh emoticon) Oh yeah, and I saw a hey arnold cliche [/ooc]
"Yeah! I agree with Barney..." I started angrily but was interrupted by Cornelius.
"That's Cornelius to you! Not BARNEY!!!"
"Right. Well, that was just plain old gross to say you carnivore you!"
"Er...WoK, everyone's a carnivore unless they are vegetarians..." Phaedrus pointed out to me.
"Well...Then DWC is a gross one!!" I replied.
The others just groaned with my strange reasonings.
I shrugged and yelled at Cornelius, "Are you sure you're ok Ba...er...Cornelius??"
"Yes I am sure." the zilla replied.
"Okie dokie." I replied forgetting that Queslin was still on my shoulder. ^^;;;
[ooc] I may be short in content but there must be comedy in this one to reply to the other funny ones. Oh yeah. delaying drawing today because it's....*confetti starts falling everywhere* my birthday! YAY! [/ooc]
Phaedrus
[ooc]
WoK, Happy Birthday! I am too much the gentleman to ask which. :-)
Sorry to everyone I haven't posted much of late. Having a writer's block thing, but I think it's working itself out. I've got a nice piece slowly coming together.
[/ooc]
Mooresy
Ditto,enjoy it WoK!!
<resumes previous action>
right now where did I put that noose?
squee
The last time I wished a person of the female persuasion a happy birthday they started crying (picture "Hidoi, hidoi desu!"), so "HAPPY COMPLETELY NORMAL OTHER THAN THE COMPLETION OF AN ADDITIONAL ROTATION OF THE EARTH AROUND THE SUN SINCE YOU WERE BORN DAY!"
Hopefully that's obscure enough not to upset :)
wizardofkitty
Thankies. ^^ now can we move on with the story? ^^; *been chilling around the forums waiting for something to do ~.' *
Mooresy
M:"I know I don`t know DWC but I`m guessing that confidence is fairly well based"
BG:"oh yea"
M:"Bg I know how you like style,I remembered about my finishing stance,here what do you think"<I throw up my sword into the air(only going about 6 foot...too weak)then grabbed the sheath spun it in my hands once or twice,held it out and the blade fell neatly into it>
[ooc]love to make it longer but my brains fried from other things[ooc]
Phaedrus
I shook my head, tried to clear my mind. Recent events had left me stunned. I had this picture of Kabuki theater as formalized, almost ritualistic. But when the piece started back up after intermission, it felt more like Apocalypse Now than a tea ceremony.
I mentally kicked myself - you can't put art in neat little pigeonholes. The edgy, innovative style of this troupe was why I joined in the first place. Roll with it, Poet.
I was shocked to discover that two troupe members seemed to have drug habits - hard line stuff: sucrose, pseudoephidrine. WizardOfKitty was starting to come down from her fix, but everything around her still took on a bright primary colored glow; apparently her sugar-fed hallucinations induced a contact-high in those around her. Derian's fix seemed to only affect him; my breathing felt normal. I poured myself a double-espresso absinthe latte from my thermos and tried not to judge them for their chemical dependencies.
DietWaterCzar troubled me, though. After Kimiko intervened, it had seemed like he was making progress for a while, but he'd reverted, and if anything, slipped deeper into his ethical dilemma. He was pulling himself together after Vorpal's plastique treatment, but the talons and horns suggested he still hadn't dealt with his inner demon.
I could see some Major Arcana would be necessary. I pulled out an odd-looking deck of cards, sorted through them and scribbled some notes, cross referencing against the paper-back edition of "Labyrinth Building for Poets" I'd had the foresight to bring along. I hoped Vorpal could soften him up just a bit more before expiring. The Czar and I had an appointment to play Two-Card Monty, and I wanted to survive the experience.
wizardofkitty
I saw Phaedrus writting on cards, or doing something with cards. I wondered why he had cards in the first place, and second, why he even thought of playing cards. " Umm...Phaedrus, what are you going to do with those cards?"
[ooc] short but I need more creative juices...[/ooc]
Mooresy
<I wrapped my bandanna around my shoulder wound stopping the blood flow for now>
M:'out of all the things I forget,I forgot to carry some sensu beans...well I`ll have to make do'
<my hair starts to go slowly back to black and starts moving down>
M:'I need to do something,there must be something I have in my pack'
<I rummage around in it throwing out bottles of different coloured potions,a portable tent,an assortment of knives and blades>
M:"uh you guys got a spell that recharges a fighters power?"
Phaedrus
> " Umm...Phaedrus, what are you going to do > with those cards?"
"Oh, hello, Kitty. I'm working on a set piece. I'm not very good at composing in the heat of a performance, so I like to work out things ahead of time."
Haiku comes to me
at but a tortose-like pace.
Take time! Get it right!
I shuffled the cards, found the one I was looking for.
"Here, I won't be using this one. Could you hold it for me, until later? I think it suits you."
wizardofkitty
[ooc] *KLUNK* *twitch twitch* bad...pun...x.x [/ooc]
"Erm...ok..." I said with a very large anime sweatdrop on my head. "What a horrible pun..." I mumbled to myself.
I studied the card which showed a guy with some kind of infinity sign above him. "What the heck does infinity have to do with magic?" I thought and the picture just seemed not to fit me at all except for the fact that I used magic.
Phaedrus
I could see she was unimpressed.
"Well, the metal pole is a lot shorter than the one you usually use."
I took the card back, shuffled it into the deck, then used sleight of hand to pluck a different one from behind her ear.
"Maybe this one's a better likeness?"
"The 'magic' there was just a cheap trick. The cards are the same. They're a visualization tool, nothing more, nothing less. No magic. Just symbols."
"And maybe a few tricks."
wizardofkitty
An even larger anime sweatdrop appeared on my forehead. "erm...is this suppose to be some prediction thing? I dont think me can interpret this...I'm confuzzled again. O.o"
I shrugged again and suggested, "Maybe you should do some to Queslin."
mlamdin
[OOC - I've had a CRAZY few days, so this is my first chance to post in a while. Anyway, happy belated 13th birthday, WoK (I got the age right, yes?) And DWC, good point you made earlier. Too bad it was not grasped.
I'm playing catch-up a bit here.]
I examined Moore's display critically. "Not bad. You need a higher toss and more spinning motion. Try to get good lighting for it too, so the blade seems to sparkle. I suppose in here you can't really help that. Show me again when you're stronger."
Cornelius chose then to reappear. After a brief update by Phaedrus, he attacked DWC. With unfortunate results. 'I wonder if there's even a limit on his power... I'll have to try something drastic.'
Phaedrus was once again doing something weird. This time, it seemed to involve cards. I shrugged mentally. What the poet was doing never made all that much sense, but it worked, and he tended to do it with as much style as one could expect from a poet.
Everyone seemed to be preparing contingencies for whatever DWC was going to do next. I figured I might as well test mine.
Extending one arm, I twirled my copy of Vash's gun and triggered the transformation to an angel arm.
Cynical gave me a strange look. "Uh, BG? Don't you have to be a plant to use those things?"
"I'm taking a few liberties here. Us MihoCultists have some nice shortcuts around inconvenient restrictions."
"Right..."
Power crackled around the end of the gun. 'This should work...' I spoke a few cryptic words from the Necrowombicon. Not much changed, but the power seemed somehow more... focused. 'Excellent.'
Hatch glanced at it curiously. "What exactly did you just do?"
"Focused the beam. When I fire, the area of effect will now be very small. Limited to one person."
"That thing destroyed cities and put a hole in a moon!"
"Your point being?"
"Oh, nothing besides the fact that you're going to concentrate enough power to vaporize this city into an area the size of me! With no idea what the effects will be!"
"Since when have improvised doomsday weapons been tested before usage? Besides, it should at least be a good deterrant to our 'friend' Kaiser over there." I carelessly gestured at the idiot with my angel arm, causing those around me to wince. "If he doesn't get himself killed by DWC first, that is."
Seeing that I was not to be dissuaded, the others all moved away imperceptibly, except for WoK and Phaedrus, who seemed involved in a rather bizarre exchange of cards. Finally, I reverted my arm back to its normal form, causing at least one audible sigh of relief.
I grinned. Unfortunately, with the room's bad lighting, there was no stylish gleam off my teeth. "Well, that should about do it for my insurance. You guys almost set?"
Sweatdrops broke out. "He calls that insurance?"
[OOC again - This may seem a bit ridiculous, but I know what I'm doing. This stuff has to do with DWC. My character has classified him on a very high threat level and is reacting accordingly. Accordingly, in this case, involves angel arms. Vorpal, Bill and I can all do stuff like this. I have some funny stuff planned, depending on how this all plays out - and yes, DWC can still kick my ass. Trust me - I'm not just acquiring power for the sake of power.
I'm assuming most of you have seen Trigun. If you haven't, do so. Not to understand what I'm doing; it just kicks ass.
Oh yes. If you use my character, DO NOT fire the guns. Other than that, I don't care.]
squee
Queslin looks up from her feet, and walks timidly over to Phaedrus. "1t l00ks l1ke 1t's g4me ov3r - do y0u w4nt t0.. umm.. c0uld w3... err.. th4t 1s t0 s4y, c0uld 1 pl3ase... umm." Her face suddenly flushes white "umm".. "oh d34r... I'm s0rry!" as she turns and sits down again, rather quickly...
WoK notices Queslin's face go a particularly fetching shade of deep red just before she hides it behind her hands, then knees. A muffled "b4k4! 1d1ot!" can be heard as she shakes her head against her knees. Her face pops up facing Kitty, still resting on her knees "I w1sh I c0uld bl4me th4t on l4g... I f33l l1ke such a n3wb1e..."
[OOC]I haven't written any of the other involved characters responses to this, please feel free to have your characters react as you please - after all, that's the fun part, ne? :)
[/OOC]
Phaedrus
"b4k4! 1d1ot!"
Something was bothering Queslin. Her head was buried between her knees, and her shoulders were shaking, as if she was sobbing. WoK was trying to comfort her, without much effect.
There was a lot of angry whispering going on. I heard the phrases "insensitive lout!" and "h0w c0uld h3!" and every once in a while one of the women would cast a withering glare my way.
Oh dear.
Gamers have strange social conventions. I wondered if I was "c4mp1ng" or something. I shifted over a few feet, watching to see if that made any difference.
WoK pierced me with a particularly vicious look. "Don't you try to slink away, etchi!"
Apparently c4mp1ng wasn't the problem. A more troubling thought occured to me.
You don't suppose Queslin...but we've barely...I'm not even sure how old...I thought she was kidding...
Oh dear.
Meanwhile, in the background, DWC was bellowing. "ENOUGH WITH THE MUSHY STUFF! ATTACK ME NOW!"
If it's not one thing, it's another. I gave Queslin a tentative, apologetic smile, then got back to work. I sorted through the cards, pulling out the ones I needed. I laid them out in pairs all around me, and frantically started composing verses.
Mooresy
<my hair turned completely black>
M:"well,that ain`t good....c`mon there must be something in here...........Queen:greatest hits 2!?why would I have that in my pack.......uhmm.......my buster(from megaman)this might be useful<I slip the black arm-cannon onto my right arm,its in hand mode now>.....still fits"
D:"why would you want that when you have that rifle?"
M:"take a look for yourself,go ahead pull the trigger"
<Derian picked up the rail-gun and tried to pull the trigger,but it had been welded solid>
M:"I lost my control and fried it with a hadouken".'I can`t beleive how much power I lost,there must be something'
<I over-hear DWC telling us to hurry up>
M:'aw hell with it,I mean who wants to live forever?'
<I look over to WoK and the extremely upset Quelsin,as I look at WoK I can feel some kind of power well up inside me like when I was on the roof fighting Slash>
M:'huh?I don`t get it whats going on?...with my mind now free of worry I suddenly remember what the poet had said earlier'
"HEY Phaedrus just what did you mean by *sordid* past eh!?"
wizardofkitty
[ooc] gee. Phaedrus must look pretty young to have queslin like him. ^^ must be the poetry. Too bad I might reveal the evil truth...
Oh yeah, BG, you were right! it is the 13th b-day for me. ^^;; gee, how did you guess?[/ooc]
Another large anime sweatdrop appeared on my head. Phaedrus, writing at a time like this? Apparently the poet must remain a poet, even during battle time.
Maybe I should just attack DWC for the sake of his sanity, then again, BG has a pretty gun. ^^ Maybe letting gun do the job and then fight would be good, but first, I'll try and encourage Queslin, attempting l33t skills again.
"j0 Q|_|3sl|n, j00 sh0|_|1d g0 f0r |t, b|_|t 4ft3r d4 b4ttl3 |z 0v3r."
Not bad for a partial speaker of l33t. I stood up and walked towards BG. "j0...erm. yo. What's the plan now?"
squee
At DWC's bellowed request to "ATTACK ME NOW", Queslin stands up looking embarrased with tears staining her face. She hears WoK encouraging her to try again with Phaedrus, and looks at Phaedrus for a moment, arranging his strange cards, then addresses the huge monster.
"Why do y0u want t0 k1ll us? I attack3d y0u bec4use y0u fr4gged my fr1end a c0uple of days ag0, and l3ft me trapp3d w1th a b4dly br0ken arm und3r a m0und of rubbl3, wh4t h4ve I d0ne t0 y0u th4t y0u h4ve not alre4dy d0ne to me?" Queslin winces as she holds up her (even more badly broken since her recent fall) arm to the monster - as she relaxes the muscles that were holding the arm moderately firmly, the arm droops sickeningly in three places.
"If we attack3d y0u now, th3 battle would b3 ov3r more quickly, and I hav3 n0 w1sh to b3 fr4gg3d h3re - people d0n't seem to always r3spawn."
Queslin walks back a couple of paces to WoK, hugs her, whispering "Well, 1t was n1ce kn0wing y0u.", then turns around to face the monster, and sits down, wiping the tears from her face with a reluctant hand and staring up towards the gigantic monstrosity, one hand on her BFG, the other arm curled around her legs, at several impossible-looking angles.
[edit: consistancy]
Mooresy
M:'hmm a fight to the death with a creature that exceeds any kind of limitation,a fitting end for a saiyen...course I`m only half saiyen(fathers side)and I have no intentions of dying here'
<I begin chargeing up my buster,it starts glowing red then blue,I then charge up back to super saiyen level 1>
M:"in the end this battle will still continue"
D:"huh? what do you mean?"
M:"simple,after this evil is defeated or sub-dued another evil of equal or increased strength will come to take its place,the war we wage is one with no end"
D:"why didn`t you quit?"
M:"I never could say no to a challenge"
<I walk over to an area that no one was standing near,I then proceeded to unsheath my sword(fully glowing this time),crossed them over my chest and prepared for the on-coming struggle>
M:'okay status,I`m wounded,drained of power and can`t transform to tekno-form without severe consequences,oh yes this is just peachy'
Derian Hatcheter
I couldn't help feeling queasy as Queslin wrapped her broken arm around her legs. I wasn't aware that she was hurt so bad. And yet, she continued to fight, not letting up. Somehow, that impressed me more than the Sad Girl in Armor thing. *BEEP*
The entire party seemed to be preparing for the last, great battle. Moore and BGMaster were preparing their guns. Tragic Bill was rapidly flipping through the Necrowombicon, like a last minute cram session.
Cynical Swashbuckler was polishing his sword, while Phaedrus was preparing for (what I hope is) a post victory poker game. Of course, he seemed to be marking the cards, so maybe I won't play with him.
Echo stood mutely, shoulders slumped, eyes half closed. Apparently, he had shifted into some kind of power save mode. At his feet sat Queslin, weapon ready. WoK was... well, I don't know exactly what WoK was doing, but she was very focused on it, so it must have been important.
I realized Moore was pretty beat up, too. Until he did his power up thing, he was bleeding pretty badly. Wanting to help him and Queslin, I offered the only thing I could.
Walking up to Queslin, I produced a small bottle. "H3r3," I said, offering her the Advil. "1+'s n0t |/|uch, bu+ +|-|r33 or f0ur sh0u|d 3as3 y0|_|r p41n."
She looked up and smiled at me, sadly.
*BEEP*
"+|-|4|||<5, |-|4+<|-|," she said, taking the pills with her good hand.
With a smile and a quick nod, I turned toward Moore. As I did, I noticed Phaedrus eyeing me.
Definitly not playing cards with him.
I walked up to Moore and held the bottle up. "Hey, dude. These pills might help you with your wounds."
"What is it?" He asked.
"Ibuprofen. A pretty good painkiller, for those general bumps and bruises you suffer."
"Will it help me?"
"It might. It's all I got."
"Thanks," he said, taking the bottle.
"No, not all of them..."
"Sorry." He smiled, slightly embarrassed. "Us saiyens require lots of, well, anything, to be satisfied."
"Umm, okay. Just try not to get sick from that."
"Ah, a little indigestion is the least of my worries right now."
I looked past Moore, at the rubble strewn about the edges of the room. I could see some places where the walls had collapsed, conveniently falling into the rooms behind them. However, there was one room that wasn't full of rubble.
It appeared to be a storage room. There were rows of tall shelves, and numerous boxes strewn about the room. I picked up one of those boxes, and read the label on it.
Dreamcast Project Development
Jet Set Radio
Opening the box, I found the last thing I expected, something I could put to good use. "SW33T!"
"What is that?" asked Moore, seeing the excitement on my face.
Reaching into the box, I pulled out a large pair of skates. "It's those jet skate things from Jet Grind Radio. The rocket-boosted, anti-gravity, or what-ever-they-are super skates."
I sat down on an empty shelf and yanked my boots off. Slipping the skates on, I stood and moved about the storeroom. It was amazing how smooth they were, considering the rubble on the floor.
"All right, this rocks," I declared, and skated for the opening in the wall, visions of pulling a Bryan Marchment on Kaiser or DWC in my mind. Sure, he's the dirtiest player in the NHL. But he doesn't try to bring the apocalypse.
Distracted by these thoughts, I failed to notice that the skates I was wearing added four inches to my 6'6" body. This was about two inches more than the hole I had come in through.
When the stars finally cleared from my eyes, I had Moore bending over me. "Hatch, there's a dent in that crater on your helmet."
[OOC]I can't remember what those skates are called, but they're pretty cool. I'd buy a pair, if they existed.
I found that comic site earlier today. Marchment has a reputation for that sort of thing. He's currently on suspension for elbowing a guy and giving him a concussion.
Happy B-Day, WoK. If you havn't drawn my character yet, I found a pic from that same comic that might help a little. It's a hockey player with a gun, at least.
Okay, so I just found it so funny I had to share. I think it might be true, though. (laugh emoticon)[/OOC]
G.Kaiser
OW! that hurt yuo dipshit*rubs his head and walks over to the big lizard*
Well hello fancy seeing you here
The big lizard: My my its the crazy person,how are you?
Kaiser: good mr.big lizard now that im in the right state of mind i relized i was blathhering about something of the creater of this fine comic well see about that that was induced by passed drug abuse and being knocked out by garren(real story me and my friend were drunk).
Cornelius: Oh ok i see, and please refrian from calling me the big lizard
Kaiser: fine,sounds fair
Cornelius: whats your proffesion and the whole end of the world thing?
Kaiser: well im a hunter*pulls out his hunter licence* see shinny, and it seems like a good plan at the time the world basiclly fucked from the start, so in conclusion im a nut with the power to do what ever i feel like and the money to back it up *points at the hunter licence*
Corelius: oh, i see whats with the nen thing?
Kaiser: its basiclly a form of fueng shwe brought to the pyshical plain ill exsplain in a more indebt form8hands him proffesor kaiser's guide to nen for dummy's* there yah go ill be right back.
Mooresy
<as I walked away from hatch I took a good look at the bottle of pills,reading the effects>
M:"hmm....on second thoughts you can take it back Hatch<I roll the bottle over to Derian>those won`t do me any good"
M:'what did I do with those sensu beans?,<I look in all the side pockets,spotting the one used to keep them in>oh god no,not a bleedin hole in it,I must have dropped them during my fight with Slash........maybe I could sneak out and grab one'
<I slowly sneak towards a hole in the wall leading inside the main corridors of the fortress>
M:'thats it nice and slowly no sudden movements'
D:"urgh....leaving so soon?"
M:"no I remembered,I left something that can help me further up the building"
D:"yeah riiiight"
vorpal
<ooc>happy blated b'day, wok!
sorry bout taking so long to reply. my exams are finally over. next stop national service 2.5 yrs.
</ooc>
BGmaster's angel arms looked so...pretty. I wondered absently to myself what he would do if i stole them. A little winged demon popped up on my shoulder "It wouldn't hurt. I bet he has plenty of those things stached away someplace." I plucked it off my shoulder and stamped on it repeatedly. I definately had to spend less time spying on Microsoft. That X-box was pure evil.
The whole proceedings was going like some Korean soap opera. The ones i hated exceedingly. I called reception, giving them my password. Without it, I'd be bounced around all the way to Sony Europe. "What do you mean Kimiko's not on the monitors. Get her now."
It was best for me to stay out of sight until I had Kimiko. No telling what DWC would do to my head, and my arms, and my legs, and other myriad body parts i didn't noe could hurt so much. I really hoped the security cams hadn't picked up videos off me being waved around like a cyalume stick. It would be bad for my rep, then I'd be forced to kill everyone who had seen the tapes.
I focused on the cup in DWC's hands. Coffee? Those idiots! Who knew what large red monsters did when they were tanked up with caffeine?
The smell of fermented beens weighed heavily on my nostrils. It wasn't that I didn't like eating it. It's just that it smelled absolutely terrible. Didn't that overgrown lizard brush his teeth? Woever heard of educated lizards.
<sorry just edited i've been typing too many DWCs in my posts>
Mooresy
<I was running up the stairways only a few feet from the place where I first fought Slash,when I came across an ape talking to a brain>
M:"just when I thought this place couldn`t get any weirder,hell with it"
<running on I reach the room and catch sight of a small bunch of pale green beans>
M:"yess now first things first<I throw one into my mouth and eat it causing a surge of power as I was fully restored,then I put the rest in a small bag and made my way back>
M:"heh won`t take me long to get back like this,in fact why bother with stairs"
<I power up slightly and fly quickly towards the battle ground>
G.Kaiser
Pardon me mr. cornelius i have a person to exsploit.
*kaiser displaces again arriving infront of Vorpal blade*
kaise:hello
VB: what the hell you again, ill make sure ill kill you this time.
*kaiser holds up 2 DATs*
Kaiser:not if you dont want your defeat to get out.
VB: how the hell give me those!
Kaiser: sure these are just copys i have the hard copies somewhere safe help me find kimiko and ill give you them and a hefty sum of 50,000,000 we got a deal?
mlamdin
"j0...erm. yo. What's the plan now?" Wizard of Kitty approached, having apparently decided I was temporarily in charge or something along those lines.
I shrugged. "I don't think there's any definate plan here. Everyone's pretty much planning their own ways to fight DWC and/or get out of here. It's up to you which one you want to do. Just a hint here - the people who go first usually die. Of course, the people at the end sometimes die as well, but you have more style if you go out last. Plus, you have a better chance at a dramatic ending - see my fight with Dom. Who knows?"
"Besides, dying isn't all that bad."
WoK looked at me a bit strangely. "Um, okie. Do you have any skittles? They make my magic work better."
I sighed. "All right. Don't eat them all before the fight." With that, I materialized a King-Size bag of skittles and handed it to her.
She walked away, drawing swirly patterns in the air and munching on skittles.
"Hey! SAVE SOME FOR THE BATTLE!"
She started guiltily. "Right! Sorry!"
I sighed again. Strange girl. Ah well. I supposed that she had a rather good chance at surviving. Big evil monsters are good at dealing with a lot of weaponry and magic, but skittles might confuse it long enough for her to escape.
'This should be interesting. Of course, I'll have to wait until the others attack... or DWC decides not to destroy the world.' Absentmindedly, I twirled my guns.
'Well, regardless. Shit happens. What the hell. I'll deal with it either way.'
I swirled my cloak out behind me dramatically, and with a flourish, holstered my guns. Finally, I adjusted my sunglasses to catch a rare ray of light. They gleamed briefly. With a smirk that would have made the Cheshire Cat envious, I looked around.
"Shall we get to it, then? I'd hate for him to start the Apocalypse because we didn't attack him in time. It'd be a dreadful loss of dramatic potential."
'One way or another, we're finishing this.' I grinned again. 'And with style.'
wizardofkitty
I put my skittles away and went into another room with a mirror. I pulled out a toothbrush and a cup of water and started brushing my teeth. "Might as well look good with style and not have cavities at the same time. Might as well go with BG's theory..." I thought.
After cleaning my teeth, I came back with pearly whites. ^^ Now I was ready to go and fight. Now all I needed was last minute studying from the book o magic. I pulled out the book flipping pages trying to find helpful spells.
[ooc] ok. here's how far I got...everyone's done except part of _Quinn, Hatch, and DWC is erm...still trying to be planned out. ^^;; there's going to be a minor diappointment in one of you so there. I guess I'll be done ranting now. I need to concentrate more on hw and drawing. ^^;;
JRandomLurker
[!--OOC: sorry for my silence, all. I'll try to clock in sometime tomorrow & do an update on Echo & the helicopter's status-es.
*squirms* Jeez, Squee! That hurts to even think about... Shouldn't Queslin's arm have fallen off by now?--]
DietWaterCzar
[ooc]The Angel Arms are BGM's not mine Vorpal.[/ooc]
"My name is Tomoe Yukishiro. I am DietWaterCzar's conscience." The small winged being stated.
"We-" Garran tried to state be fore he was interrupted.
"Well, it seems I haven't been doing my job? Sure, rub it in. Some consciences get double duty, others actually have an evil counterpart, I get stuck with the guy who is his own demon. I mean the guy actually doesn't understand the concept of morality! Do you realize how hard it is to be a conscience for a guy who doesn't understand how the things he does is wrong? I actually gave up on him when he was that evil megalomaniac, but when he sacrificed himself I saw a chance for him to develop some morals. I gave him all the haiku inspirations and such."
"Ev-"
"Even the money? Yeah, it was part of the test. It's much more effective if he can have some sort of epiphany in the midst of a violent, transformed rampage. It would be more dramatic as well."
"Wh-"
"Why won't I let you finish any sentences? Well, despite the fact that it seems you've left, there should be an effort made to make sure too many liberties are not taken with your character. This is just an extreme solution."
"Wh-"
"What am I talking about? It's nothing you really need to know. And, speaking of things you don't really need to know, my name is in reference to another character in another medium. Due to circumstances, however, I am not acting in anyway like that character. Not that it matters anyway as the reference is just a little gag that has no bearing on the story."
"St-"
"Story? Once again you don't need to know." Tomoe stated as she touched the surface of the water to reveal a scene of Queslin with her arms wrapped around her legs. "My, that seems painful, but I've seen worse. You should have seen one of Diet-kun's old subordinates that made the mistake of buying him pretzel sticks instead of regular pretzels. He demonstrated what kind of shape of pretzel he wanted on every one of the poor guys appendages. I mean EVERY appendage, even the ones that aren't readily visible."
Garran could only shudder in response. He watched the small angel observing the scene and noticed that she seems rather fixated on the tears running down Queslin's face.
"Well, that can certainly work. At least I hope they can." The angle pondered as she suddenly produced to large Polaroids in mid air. They were still warm and still in the process of developing when they fell into Garran's hands. "I'm going to need you to handle those soon. I'd do it myself but I'm far too small to hold them up myself. I needed a human to hold them for me, and you seemed to be the person that served the job closest to mine on Earth. The time will come soon."
Tomoe then turned back to the fountain, touched the surface and revealed a scene of Phaedrus looking at Tarot cards and scribbling hurriedly. "I like his idea, but it has a time and place. I guess I should suggest to him a good time to implement his plan." At that she produced a small roll of rice paper and a paintbrush. She then began writing.
Your plan has value.
But wait for a sudden sign,
A poet's return.
Upon the completion of the note she dropped it into the fountain. But, instead of getting soaked, it suddenly dropped into the lap of Phaedrus.
"I hope he understands that. Now, who else should I check on?" Tomoe then touched the water's surface yet again and revealed a scene of VorpalBlade dealing with Kaiser about the release of incriminating videos. "Great the Mr. I'll-bring-a-Kimiko-clone-to-the-battlefield-where-she-can-get-killed-in-front-of-DWC and Mr. I-can-do-anything-so-I-can-convieniently-change-my-characterization-in-any-direction-at-any-time-without-any-regard-to-making-sense. Well, at least some things are somewhat explained. But, it no seems as if VorpalBlade is trying to get out of here again. That's understandable, if I as the object of a powerful monster's wrath I'd want to leave too. I'm almost tempted to tell Diet-kun where to find him, but that's hardly an act of a conscience.
I guess it's a good thing; Diet-kun is really fixated on killing him, along with the rest of the world. If he managed to actually kill anyone right now, he'd be pushed over the edge with no chance for the world. Still, Diet-kun will want some sort of closure." Tomoe then turned to another area and asked "Hey, how are you about this?"
Tomoe had shouted to a Filipino man sitting in a small cinder block walled room. The room was strewn with a multitude of papers, CD's, and Styrofoam containers. The papers many red marks scribbled all over them, and the vast majority of the CD's improperly burned and thrown in the trashcan. The Styrofoam containers smelled of old pizza, hot wings, and other, various poorly prepared junk foods. Several empty paper cups were stacked on his desk. The cups still had droplets of various caffinated beverages inside them and pictures of turtles with the letter M across their chests printed on the outside.
The man turned to Tomoe with baggy, bloodshot eyes and asked "What?"
"How about this new development?"
"New development?" the man said as he turned to his faulty computer monitor, which pained his eyes even more. He brought up a web browser and hit the refresh button. "AHHHHH!!!! More developments!!! It won't end!!! Lord, why hast thou forsaken me!?!?!" He yelled as he then proceeded to smash his head into the wall. He screamed and yelled as he continued to smash his head into the wall. Blood stained the wall and ran down his face until he finally fell down unconscious.
Tomoe looked at the fallen individual and gave a dismissive wave. "Ehhh, he'll be alright."
Phaedrus
[ooc]
WoK, my warped sense of humor is killing me and I have to make a suggestion here or my head will explode.
[bad pun mode]
Is your book of magic maybe titled "The Kitty Name Book?"
In Lovecraftian otaku Engrish, that'd translate to:
Nekonomicon
[/bad pun mode]
[/ooc]
Mooresy
M:"did I miss anything Hatch?"
D:"nothing important anyway"
M:"right,well I`m back to full,now to get everything tied up"
<I take off my trench-coat and remove my bandanna from the wound,it was still bleeding profusely>
M:"jeez....uhh alright now a quick stim and<I inject the stim-pack and let it do its work>ahh much better"
<I then put my bandanna back on my head,the blood smeared on my fore-head,the ends where blowing in the draft that entered the room,I then ripped off the blood-soaked arm on my coat,spun Kyuojin in my hand a few times,powered to level 3 and put my crystal in my right hand>
M:'now to wait for the reckoning,I just hope I can make a difference'
<the blade in my hand glowed with a white light,the crystal glowed red lighting up my right side in a blood type hue>
<lightinning starts to arc around the golden aura surrounding Moore,the rubble around him floated up to waist height and then broke into dust>
M:'this should at least get BG`s interest,I really could care less though,I prefer practicallity over aesthetics'
wizardofkitty
[ooc] no phaedrus, it it not the nekonomicon. ^^; Maybe the skittle name of that but I have to see if that sounds good. but I'm no mihocultist! I'm a piroist! :P
So that would mean it's the skittle's guide to magic. :P horrible joke but I'm thinking of better names. so just refer it as the book o' magic. :P
Picture, need to work on it after english. >.< blarg. [/ooc]
squee
Skittles is the name of a kind of candy...
Hmm..
Candynomicon?
squee
If this thread keeps as quiet as this, someone's going to have to do something drastic :)
wizardofkitty
[ooc] HURRAY!!! I got it done! all scanned in. No, no 3bil monster. I just have to do a nice special drawing of our baddies and then it's all done. see if you can find out who's who and what's that stick figure doing in the background.
(copy and paste)
oh yeah. dont ask me why the sheep is there...and I'm bad at hands and feet...
Phaedrus
[ooc]
Ha! I love it!
Can I presume that's me sitting crosslegged with the glasses?
And what's the sheep doing there?
[/ooc]
Mooresy
well done WoK,I can`t beleive you remembered about the scar.I like it,I really like it
wizardofkitty
[ooc] yay! Phaedrus is right, you're sitting cross legged with that strange profound look I couldnt get right but purely guessed!
Sheep...forgot why, except for the funny jokes on the bottom. ^^;; should recall something in what? thread 2 or 3...I think. ^^;;;
[/ooc]
squee
I'm guessing Queslin is the one with the big gun and the cute eyes :)
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC] 8D I'm not sure which one's me (laugh emoticon) :P
That's pretty cool, WoK.[/OOC]
wizardofkitty
quote:
Originally posted by Derian Hatcheter:
[OOC] 8D I'm not sure which one's me (laugh emoticon) :P
That's pretty cool, WoK.[/OOC]
[ooc] oh give me a break. you're the only person with a helmet and hockey stick! think hatch think! hehehe.
Yes Queslin, you're the one with the cute eyes and big gun. or what was suppose to be a rocket launcher but heck, I'm not good at weponry. Go swords, hammers, poles, and 16 ton andvils. [/ooc]
Mooresy
LOL!! (laugh emoticon)
alright think I`ll get things moving(slowly)
M:'okay times approaching...huh what was that<a blinding flash appeared beside me and I then felt something tugging on my jeans>
??:"cu,cu,bone"
M:"what are you doing here lil` buddy I told you not to leave the mansion"
C:"cu bonebone"
M:"alright you can stay,just don`t try and fight....that thing up ahead might not look human but it ain`t no poke`mon"
mlamdin
[OOC - Finally! I got on the internet! It took me an hour! Stupid, stupid ISP.
The pic is great, as I've already told WoK. Too bad I didn't change into my current outfit before I was drawn - it has more style. I loved it, though.
I FINALLY got Noir fansubs 1-8 on my computer. Damn I love that series. Style, style, style. And were this world ever to cross over with Noir, my character would definately fall in love with Kirika. She's my #2 favorite anime character right now after Spike from Bebop. Ph34r d4 cu73 0n35 indeed!
We really need to get the story going again. I have exams in two weeks and I want to get going (and hopefully finished) before then! I think the problem is that no one knows who's supposed to start the last fight. DWC, since you're the main bad guy here, maybe you could send private messages or something to people about the what you want the results of their attacking you to be? I dunno. My character is hanging back until the end (style, style, always style), though if he's attacked, he will respond with an angel arm, so be forewarned, Kaiser. Also, he is one of the most powerful characters left, though definately below DWC, and I'm still working some stuff out as to how I will use that fact. *continues planning evil MihoCultist tricks for myself and Tragic Bill*
Oh yeah, TB seems to be back on the forums, but he hasn't rejoined. Too bad.
Hope we get this going soon.]
DietWaterCzar
Just waiting for Vorpal again.
You can all attack in the meantime. I don't really care how it goes, just lose and contrive something that keeps my character from killing anyone.
Oh PLEASE, let this be the last thread.
Oh and yes, all must bow to Kirika.
Phaedrus
quote:
Originally posted by DietWaterCzar:
Oh and yes, all must bow to Kirika.
Oh PLEASE, let this be the last thread.
I have to question your sincerity about not wanting another fanwar when you intentionally misspell Mireiyu's name.
wizardofkitty
[ooc] ack! list falling. might as well post. [/ooc]
I glanced up from my book o magic (not bucket, book) and looked at Moore and that strange lil kawaii thing next to him. "Pokemon? What pokemon?" I asked.
[ooc] lame. but must keep forum up...evil comming up...oh wait. Shoot! I just realized I deleted Vorpal Blade's info! ACK!!! *wacks self hard in head* Can I have another one? aybe modify it. I only know he's chinese...or something like that. [/ooc]
Mooresy
M:*whispering*now cubone do me a favour alright,see that girl over there with the book<cubone nods>I want you to make sure no one harms her okay buddy(my cubones nick-name is actually lil buddy,for gold)"
C:"cu,cu bone"<he does a salute with his bone and starts walking towards WoK>
M:'phew since shes a magician they both will be out of the front-line'."jeez this waiting is annoying,well might as well start things off,YAHH"
<I charge towards DWC,raising my blade to bring it down on him he swings his hand through the air and swats me out of the air,luckily several walls cushion my fall,lying about 30 feet from the chamber I say what could only be common sense in a situation like that>
M:"ow...."
wizardofkitty
I looked at the cubone that came up to me. "Strange animals these days. oh well..." I thought and then continued looking for a good spell in this dang magic book. "Aha! here's a good one."
"Frozen shards of ice,
Come forth and..."
I was in the middle of the spell where shards were above my head. DWC just simply blew a gust of wind and knocked me down. "Ack!" I lost control of the shards and they started falling. Luckily, Cubone was able to block most of them. "Ack. That was bad...and that spell was an haiku too!!!"
[ooc] there. I got permission btw. :) [/ooc]
Mooresy
<Moore got up and dusted himself off>
M:"man what a trip<he catches sight of how far he went>woah I`m impressed"
<he walks back to the group with a slight limp and a pain in his right shoulder,he arrived in time to see WoKs spell back fire>
M:"well at least he isn`t too rusty,nice work Cubone!".'ow'
did you get my new entry WoK?
wizardofkitty
[ooc] no me didnt moore-kun. ^^ try again. ~.' [/ooc]
"grr...meanie...he messed up my haiku spell..." I mumbled as I stood up. I dusted the dirt off my dress and looked up another good ol spell. :)
squee
[ooc]Might I humbly suggest that we name this lull in the adventure a "pause", and decide that it will end when DWC and VB resume whatever it was that they were doing?[/ooc]
JRandomLurker
[!--OOC: heh, sounds good to me--]
Phaedrus
Methinks the pause is happening whether we agree or not. :(
I hope we can restart, but yes, we need to wait for Vorpal and DWC.
wizardofkitty
then again...we could always start another plot while we're waiting...
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC]I'll second squee's opinion, and agree with Phaedurs at the same time.
Do you guys realize that this thing (the fanfic) has been going on for roughly six weeks now?[/OOC]
mlamdin
[OOC - Yeah, pause is on whether we like it or not. Ugh, now I have exams. :( Heh, good observation, Hatch. It's been a LONG run. Fun, though.]
wizardofkitty
[ooc] poor BG Master. ^^;; I could of sworn the Fanfic went longer than 6 weeks because I know we started somewhere in october...probably late october but definatly before November 4th (I remember telling you guys and gals that I had a competition that day!) [/ooc]
vorkon
I just posted something here that today's events in Megatokyo inspired me to write. I thought it was good and, don't worry, it won't screw up anybody's plans. But it dealt pretty heavily with VorpalBlade's character, so I decided that it would be prudent to remove it for now and post it again after I've run it by him.
So, VorpalBlade, you can expect a private UBB message from me shortly.
Phaedrus
I dimmed the lights in the loft and sat on the floor in front of my console.
Tried to center myself. Deep breaths.
On the screen, my avatar was dealing out a hand of solitare. Queslin was wrapped around herself, sobbing. Vorpal Blade was nowhere to be seen. And DWC was re-congealing. His talons looked bigger than ever.
I settled the 'trodes in place, flinching a little at the conductive gel. So cold. Dead fingers, stroking my forehead.
I took a sip of water.
I hadn't run in years; cyberspace had changed. Gotten more dangerous. Lots more dangerous. I tried to convince myself I could still punch deck.
The ICE around the new version of UBB was supposed to be particularly vicious, but some glich had kept Largo from bringing it online. I had a brief window of opportunity to act, before getting shut out for good.
"Let's rock."
I closed my eyes and reached out to the Ono-Sendai. Found the ridged power stud by touch. Gritted my teeth and pushed.
The web bloomed around me, crawling out of my peripheral vision. I was hanging between the friendly-looking Google rainbow, and the chaotic Memepool cube. Gridlines extended out to infinity in all directions.
"Let's just sleeze up next door..."
I pulled up the virtual keyboard and typed:
http://strangecandy.keenspace.com/
A quick blur, and the grid reformed. I was next to the Okashina Okashi sphere; inside I could see Dom and Ed jello wrestling. Wierd, but at least I knew two of the MT staff were distracted.
Off to the left and up a bit, the amoeba-like Megatokyo site. It was bigger than I remembered. And crawling with black ICE. Largo had been busy...but not busy enough. I pinged the UBB daemon, and it was still the old version. There was still time.
Somewhere back in the loft, my hands were getting sweaty. Keyboard again:
http://www.megatokyo.com/cgi-bin/ubb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic&f=8&t=002128&p=3
I could feel the ICE scrabbling at me as I punched through, trying to rend me, cold, so cold...but my deck auto-triggered a defensive subroutine that convinced the ICE that I was Piro, updating the status block to put the strip on hold indefinitely. I slipped through safely...and materialized in the Church of Miho thread, standing next to my avatar.
MT-Phaedrus looked up quizzically, but I motioned him to silence. I started working around the room, edging closer to DietWaterCzar.
I was almost there, when DWC noticed me. He reared up, screaming in rage. His talons ripped towards my throat.
while
somewhere
a
long
way
away
my
finger
hit
the
"overclock"
button.
Everything around me froze solid, motionless.
Whew. I walked around back of the monster, and pulled the sign out of my pocket. Unfolded it and taped it to his back:
"SO UPDATE ME ALREADY!!!!"
Some part of me could smell the Athlon overheating, but my work was done here. I hit the power stud and the web melted away.
Maybe I could still punch deck.
JRandomLurker
[!-- OOC: Phadedrus, LOL! ROFLMAO! *too* sweet...
Does that mean you've got a "Molly"? Cosider me extremely jealous... ^^;;; --]
Gonzo
ooc: Paedrus that may be the most creative bump I have ever seen. Congratulations
wizardofkitty
[ooc] another little joke here to go with Phaedrus's lil fun pun. [/ooc]
My mind was slowly slipping as the place seemed to almost disappeared. Then, Phaedrus to the rescue! Queslin must have huge heart eyes by now. The place was saved from non-existance for the hard work of many insane Megatokyo fans. The sweet work of Phaedrus gave me new hope to stay and fight for our cause. I wish Piro-sama was here to see, but he was busy making comics strips and laughing at the fools who defy him.
Alas, I stood proud of our precious work that will not disappear from our hearts. I could imagine ourselfs possibly a year later saying:
"Hey, remember back in 2001 when we made that strange peice with rent-a-zilla and shirt guy Dom?"
"No, I think it was the one where pirogoeth slayed a monster!"
I chuckled a bit and smiled. But my imaginative world was crushed when I realized we were still at pause. I made a sign appear infront of me and it said, "Can we move already? I don't think it's fun being a statue."
[ooc] there we go. ^^ now I shall disappear again and draw for the rest of my projects...[/ooc]
squee
[ooc][pause on]DWC, are you around? We have to finish this, so we may have to leave VB out of it, since there's no action going on...
I have really enjoyed this fanwar fanfic fanRP :) Therefore I think it would be a shame for it to die off slowly without conclusion...
Any other opinions??
[/ooc]
mlamdin
[OOC - I agree, squee. This is too much fun to let it die. Unfortunately, I'm tied up by my character's personality - he'll wait until the end for style purposes. DWC - please get us started again! Until something happens, here's a silly little filler for my character.]
I struck the 'Dramatic Last Stand' pose. And waited. And waited.
Wait a minute. This whole place looked like it was under a 'Time Stop' spell or something. We all seemed frozen in place. I waved an arm experimantally.
Ah! Movement! So we weren't under a Time Stop. Still, nothing at all seemed to be happening. This was no way to do an end battle in style!
Well, if nothing was going to happen, I was going to do my best to inject style into the pause. I muttered a few words that positively dripped style. In front of me, the air wavered and reformed into what looked like the screen of a plasma TV - without the TV. The screen flickered to life, and the Noir opening theme drifted from seemingly invisible speakers.
Nearby, I saw Phaedrus appear. Wait a minute! This was Phaedrus from Outside. Ah. Seems someone besides me would like to get this started again. He posted a sign on DWC, then prepared to leave. Suddenly I remembered something.
"Hey, Phaedrus? Wanna stay a bit and watch Noir? I'm gonna run a marathon until DWC does something."
Damn. Don't think he heard me. Ah well. I materialized a recliner and settled back to watch Noir.
[OOC again - Phaedrus, that was great. I love the Neuromancer stuff - excellent book. And yes, if you have a 'Molly', I too will be very jealous. Oh, and anyone who wants to join my character is welcome to. I'll get back to business if we actually get started again. Vacation! Driver's license Saturday! Noir fansubs up to 16 on my computer! Life is good!]
Phaedrus
Koperia no hitsugi
nagareru namida ha mou kore hate
shin ni ueta kodoku
I perked up. NOIR?
I wandered over to where BGMaster was kicking back.
"Dude, can I join you?"
I rooted in my pack, pulled out my knife and started slicing yellowfin.
"You know Kirika's a great character, but Mireiyu - pure style. The lady can dress, and the desk - not ergonomic, but the pool table thing is pretty classy".
I started forming rice blobs.
"Now, Intocable, she's got this Italian style thing going..."
I smeared wasabi on the tuna, put in on the rice, and arranged it all artistically on a plate.
"Want some sushi?"
wizardofkitty
[ooc] need...to breath...x.x [/ooc]
I blinked as I saw BM and Phaedrus able to move. "Huh? I can move?" I wave my arm up and down to see if I could. I suceeded. "Hurray! I can move!! I wont turn into a statue!!"
The others stared at me like I was insane. A person could only turn into a statue if they became petrified.
I came over to BG and Phaedrus and asked, "Can I join you two? I never saw Noir..."
[ooc] oh dear. what have I done now? [/ooc]
Phaedrus
"Hi, Kitty, try the tobiko maki, it's pretty good tonight."
(Phaedrus carefully piles flying fish eggs into a seaweed cup wrapped around some rice and offers it to Kitty. She looks dubiously at it.)
"BG, did you ever notice how much WizardOfKitty looks like Kireka from Noir? Kind of uncanny, really."
mlamdin
I considered the similarity, looking between the screen and WoK, who was sitting in a nicely materialized armchair staring at the screen and eating skittles.
"Yeah. Good point. However, it doesn't work if Kitty smiles. Know what I mean?"
"Sure. Kirika isn't one for the 'kawaii facesplitting grin' look."
"Nope. Say, I know you like Mireille more, and I'll certainly admit she goes off the charts with style, but you do have to give Episode 9 to Kirika. I mean, the waterfall, the upside down kill and the 'blowing off the end of Intoccabile's knife with a gun tied to her hand' thing kind of outshine anything else. Oh, and can you give me some of that sushi?"
Phaedrus considered this while preparing the sushi.
[OOC - since nothing's getting started at the moment, we can be silly and discuss cool anime. I'll let you fill that in, Phaedrus. Anybody else, feel welcome to join. I'll create the furniture. Oh yeah, Mireiyu or Mireille - the latter is how the fansubs show it spelled (though it is pronounced as the former) so that's what I use.]
JRandomLurker
[!--OOC: ok, sure this plotline makes no sense, but it's the nice, fun, random kind of nonsense that a forum-RPG is supposed to have! I'll throw my support in! ^_^ --]
BGMaster watched contentedly, WoK munched skittles happily and stared at the screen, and Phaedrus fussed about over a tray of food. Unnoticed to all, a small bird, what appeared to be a sparrow, flapped up and landed on Wizard of Kitty's head.
"Hey guys, whassup?" it chirped. WoK sweatdropped.
"WoK, you seem to have a talking bird on your head," mused Phaedrus, one corner of his mouth quirked into a silly half-smile. Kitty raised her large, kawaii eyes, trying to catch a glimse of it. She could barely feel it's miniscule weight through her hair.
"Um, hullo." She pipped, sounding a bit nervous.
"Don't worry, I won't leave anything up here but footprints..." His tiny watchmaker feet gripped into her hair, and he flipped down so he could stare into her face. She jumped. "You're too kawaii to sully in such a manner," he grinned, though no-one knew just how, as he had a solid beak. With a flutter of wings that made the young girl squawk, he released her hair, circled, and came to rest on the back of BG's etherial armchair.
"Who are you?" the occupant of the bird's new perch queried. The small animal puffed his chest feathers and gestured with pride.
"Jay Random, fledgling writer. At your service." He bowed with a flourish.
"Puns are for the birds," muttered BG, chuckling slightly.
"Good to meet you, Jay," Phaedrus had momentarily left his sushi-arranging to observe the newcomer.
"Good to be here," the small bird chirped. "I've been watching for a while now". He waved a wing over at Echo. The robot noticed the motion and rose out of his slumped, power-save posture. He gestured back, somewhat unknowingly, but didn't move. He would stay with his friend Queslin he decided, who was slumped near his feet. Jay turned his attention to the screen.
"So what we watchin'? Ooh, looks cool. Nice soundtrack."
[!--OOC: Jay won't stay once the battle starts up, he's just a silly avatar I cooked up since Takahashi is busy elsewhere (probably in a dogfight outside the building, or chased off by SGD helicopters or something... How long does it *take*, otherwise, for a helicopter to climb 100 or so stores?), and Echo wants to stay with Queslin, even though he's not sure what he can do for her--]
wizardofkitty
I shrugged as the bird left and continued to watch the screen.
20 minutes later...
I was asleep on the armchair bored with the loss of horrid puns. Then...
WHAM!
I woke up and looked around at who hit me in the head. Must of been Phaedrus or BG because they probably saw that I fell asleep while watching Noir. I sighed and three anvils appeared above them.
KLUNK!
The anvils hit BG, Phaedrus, and that strange lil' bird that was on her head.
[ooc] oh dear. I think I'm doomed now... [/ooc]
Phaedrus
"Well, I have to grant you that Kireka has got some moves. I think my favorite is from the very first episode where she does a flip out into open space while holding the guy's necktie. Glad I don't wear ties..."
At this point, large anvils materialized and caused a lot of pain.
"Ouch. Kitty, I take it Noir isn't working for you?"
WoK gave me that look. I swear she learned it from Erika.
"Right. Let's see..."
I rooted around in my pack, pulling out disks and tapes.
"Ranma 1/2, Key the Metal Idol, Slayers (you like Lina Inverse?), Gasaraki?"
Still giving me the look...
"Battle Athletes - hey, it's a great story, I don't just watch it for the leotards. Really."
WoK starts consulting her book of magic with a grim look on her face.
"How about Kiki's Delivery Service? My Neighbor Totoro?"
(Getting desperate...)
"Did you bring any videos along?"
Mooresy
[ooc might as well do something to lighten my chracter up(I just know it won`t work)]
<Moore walks over to were the others were sitting watching an anime`>
M:"hmmm hey BG whats that?"
B:"Noir"
<Moore shrugs>
M:"never heard of it,I`m gonna take a walk my legs are getting stiff,see ya guys in a bit"
<as walked out of the chamber his cubone looked from his owner to the group and went to sit with the others,when Moore leaves he takes a black game boy out>
M:"now what have I got with me?.....ah heres a classic,bomberman....<looks around>..shame theres no one else to play against...well guess I`ve gotta make do"
[5 minutes later]
M:"aw c`mon,I was outta range and how did he close his weak-spot so quickly.....no way! that was not fair in the slightest..grr"
<his fingers went right through the GB out of rage,it exploded in his hands,BG called from the other room>
<as Moore was wiping the dust from his face>
M:"uhh.....nothing,nothing at all,nuts hope I don`t do that with my game boy A,now what to do....<rummages in pack>..oh the new issue of pokemon pal,heh l`see I should be here somewhere...."
<he walks back into the chamber and sits down with the rest,flicking through the pages>
M:'c`mon,ah here I am....not a very good picture...<sweat-drops>he-heh'
<the pic showed Moore holding a freshly detonated Voltorb in his hand,Moore was completely black and a blank expression was on his face>
M:"mind you there are worse pics they took..."
DietWaterCzar
"What the hell is going on now?" a voice asked from somewhere outside of reality of the battleground.
The short Filipino man was viewing the events currently conspiring from his seat in front of his computer once again. His surroundings were different now. Gone were the cinder block walls and the Styrofoam containers. In their place were white sheet rock and numerous pillows. It would be a friendlier environment, if it were not for the small envelope sitting on a nearby dresser. The letter emblazoned with a strange figure of a turtle filled the man with unending dread each time his eyes caught a glimpse of it.
The stranger took a look at the current state of things through his monitor. His eyes were less red and tired than before they took a slight amount of amusement in what had transpired in his absence. There were many new discussions taking place, and it even seems that another reality was being formed and even had an alternate form of a person who had been in the reality that he was currently involved with. And, in that reality, many strange things were taking place. It seemed that parts of the reality were acting independent of the others. Some were frozen; others were watching anime and some how a small bird had shown up along with some anvils and Pokemon.
"Well, guess I had better get this back on track." The man said before he suddenly transported himself to the "roof" of the Sega Building.
I blinked suddenly to find myself standing all alone on the roof. All of the others had somehow gotten a good distance away from me and were watching something on a TV that had appeared out of nowhere. This infuriated me beyond all reason. How dare they suddenly have time to experience enjoyment when they SHOULD be dying in agony at my hand! As the rage surged through me I suddenly heard the tell tale sound of a piece of paper ignite and burn behind me.
"What the hell was that?" I muse as I try in vain to look at my back.
"Someone put a note on your back and it got burned when you got angry, death boy." A stranger suddenly stated as he walked past me and made his way to the others watching the TV.
The stranger looked a lot like myself, untransformed of course. The main differences being that he was very disheveled and a bit out of shape. I wasn't going to let that similarity get in my way of killing the intruder though. I raised my claw and got ready to rip him apart when I suddenly found myself encased in ice.
"What the hell? Where did this come from?" I exclaimed.
"From me, I thought it might be suitable. You know, shades of Dante." the stranger stated as he admired his handiwork.
"Dante? What does the guy from that videogame have to do with this?"
"Oh, never mind, how about this then?" he asked as I suddenly found myself stuffed into a small clown car with 5 large Pandas.
"Ok, I don't know who the hell you are but I am going to REALLY enjoy covering my claws in your blood and entrails!"
"Whatever, I really don't think I'm going to get killed by my badly written creation. Why don't you just go back to the pause point huh?"
In an instant, I found myself right back where I had started. I couldn't move, I could only watch as the stranger made his way to the others and their TV.
"Oh cool, you guys are watching the Kirika show with that blond chick that fans can't decide on whether to call by her French name or the Japanese pronunciation of her French name." the stranger observed as he looked at what the others were watching.
Before the others could say anything, however, they were instantly transported back to where they had been previously. They were all frozen in place and the stranger seemed very pleased by this.
"Ahhh good, now to reset everything back completely. I'll just have to get rid of this TV and these anvils, and then reset everyone's minds. Hmmm, I'll have to confiscate this anime as well." the intruder said with a smile when suddenly he was go-
A couple of the others had attacked me but they were nothing. The fools would die soon enough. Right now I wanted to find god old VorpalBlade again. As it seemed that I kept on being kept from killing the bastard, I figured that his pain must be even more delicious than I thought. I really had to kill him now.
The others were getting ready to attack again and I could have to many distractions again. I unleashed my rage in the form of another building shaking roar accompanied by another storm of lightning and a gust of force in all directions. The others were knocked back and forced to seek cover.
As a result of that attack another large hole had been gouged in the floor and revealed VorpalBlade and Kaiser. I charging in and crushing Vorpal in my talons now interrupted whatever business they had with each other. Kaiser made a vain attempt at attacking me whom I responded to by smashing into the floor and kicking him a cartoonishly far distance away.
This time I wasn't going to take too long killing VorpalBlade. This time I was just going to kill him and savor it later. I tightened my grip on my victim and sent surges of lightning through him at an increasing rate. I could hear his bones crack and break, I could smell his flesh burn and cook, VorpalBlade's death was going to be but the first in a long list of deaths. That list of deaths just happened to have the names of everyone on the planet on it. VorpalBlade lost consciousness from the pain and the pressure and was mere seconds away from death when I suddenly saw a vision of Kimiko-sama.
It was a vision of Kimiko-sama from when I went on my first transformed rampage. The sight of my Kimiko-sama angered me to my utmost. Kimiko-sama was dead and the rest of the world should follow. My resolved was renewed when suddenly the vision changed to Queslin. Why was I seeing Queslin? The wench that had killed Kimiko-sama was the next to die. Perhaps that was why I was thinking about her. But there was something strange about this vision of her. Something familiar.... My vision returned to my Kimiko-sama with her expression of sadness and then returned to Queslin once again. Queslin was sad.... Queslin had the same expression as Kimiko-sama.... That didn't make sense.... Other people were not Kimiko-sama, they were just inconsequential creatures.... How could they be similar to Kimiko-sama?
"Come on Garran, keep on switching those pictures, do it fast so he doesn't see you!" Tomoe instructed the poet.
Garran had been given a rather dangerous task. Tomoe had transported him in front of DietWaterCzar on a ladder with the Polaroids that she had given him earlier. Those Polaroids were snapshots of Kimiko and Queslin being sad, and Garran had the unfortunate job of switching the images in front of DietWaterCzar's eyes.
"Alright, I think he looks confused enough, lets get out of here." the angel said before she and Garran disappeared.
The visions left and I found myself confused and angry. I looked around and the first person unfortunate enough to be the one I saw was Phaedrus. I looked at the near dead VorpalBlade in my claw and decided I would clear my mind in the usual manner. Killing people. I figured I would get a two for one deal. I decided I would make a sandwich. That sandwich would consist of Phaedrus and VorpalBlade's smashed remains between my palm and the floor.
Phaedrus
////DISCONTINUITY\\
The world seemed to flicker, then restabilize. I had a weird feeling of deja vu, and shook my head to clear it. Where were we?
Oh yeah. Grand finale time...if we survived the next few minutes.
I nicked a finger for blood, and carefully brushed onto a scrap of parchment. DietWaterCzar stalked towards me, rage in his eyes. As he reached out with his talons, I finished the poem and threw the parchment at his feet.
Your fate in balance;
I cast your rent soul into
the Maze of Tarot!
There was a flash of light, the building shook, and DietWaterCzar stumbled. Stones grew out of the floor, raising a maze of walls, gradually arcing over to form a closed space over us all.
***
We were in a narrow corridor. Around the corner, we could hear DietWaterCzar groaning and getting up.
I whispered to my friends, "Keep one hand on the right hand wall, and run until you reach a dead end. Get ready to fight...and pray you don't need to."
I flicked a card down the corridor towards DWC. As it traveled, it grew, filling and blocking the passageway. I ran the other way, stopping to place more cards where they'd have the proper effect.
***
As the vibrations subsided, DietWaterCzar struggled to his feet. He was in stone chamber, with a single exit. The ceiling was low, forcing him to stoop. Dim light came from phosphorescent patches on the walls.
His ears pricked up. He shook his head to clear it, and lumbered through the exit; the corridor was tight around his shoulders. He stopped suddenly upon turning a corner, where a tall card blocked the passageway.
The card bore an ornate picture of the Sega Building, the top blasted by lightning. Below it, some words had been hastily painted in:
Soul in upheaval;
from chaos, truth emerges.
A choice must be made.
He slashed the card with his talons and pushed through. The passage winded around a corner, ending in a small chamber. Two paths led out, each again blocked with a card.
To the right, a picture of DietWaterCzar with swords over his shoulder, turning his back on two other people. Below it was scrawled:
The needs of others
do not enter his thinking.
Lonely, he wanders.
On the left, he saw Kimiko and a young man, smiling at each other, sharing goblets of wine. The text read:
A goal in common,
cementing a partnership.
Stronger together.
He paused in turmoil, reading the texts with clenched fists. Blood dripped from his palms; the floor hissed and bubbled where it hit. A slash destroyed the right-hand picture, and he stalked through haughtily. The corridor seemed wider here.
The passage twisted confusingly, then abruptly deposited him in another room with two card-blocked exits.
The left-hand card showed Kimiko and two other women, holding goblets aloft in celebration. Below the image, freshly painted text:
Working together
joyful spirits rise as one.
They bask in the light.
On the right, an image of a himself sneaking away from a tent city, bearing swords. At the bottom, still-drying ink accused:
The lone wolf chooses
paths he would not walk if seen.
Hidden dishonor.
His eyes lingered longingly on the left-hand image and tears formed in his eyes. He took a halting step to the left, but then shook his head and jerked right, shredding his own image and moving on.
[ooc]
Sorry about all the images; hope that didn't load too slowly.
Each of the cards is carefully chosen for it's symbolism. You can read about the meaning of each card here.
[/ooc]
Phaedrus
[maze of tarot, part 2]
The ceiling seemed higher now; he didn't need to stoop any more. A short distance later, he was in yet another room, facing two more cards.
[ 
To the right, a horrendous image of DietWaterCzar's feral form, seated on a throne. His normal self sat chained at its feet. The text burned his eyes as he read:
Obsession can trap
any heart in self-bondage.
We enslave ourselves.
On the left, a stack of 8 goblets, with Kimiko walking away. Below it:
She knows when to stop,
reappraise where she went wrong.
A new beginning.
DietWaterCzar's face flushed, though whether it was in rage or shame wasn't clear. He hesitated, struggling within himself. In resignation, he turned right and tore through the card with some difficulty; his talons had dulled and shrunk.
He trudged on, head hung low. After what seemed like ages, the path opened out into a large chamber. As always, two exits. Two cards. A choice.
On the left, Kimiko sat on a throne, holding a chalice. The verse offered hope:
Empathy towards
others - compassion and love.
This is my lesson.
To the right, the image was an armored skeleton riding a horse. Underneath, a promise of surcease:
All roads lead this way;
choice is but an illusion.
Embrace the silence.
BGMaster, Derian, Moore and Queslin waited behind the right-hand card, weapons at ready, their faces grim with determination.
The left fork led out to the roof, where I frantically waved my arms, trying to catch the attention of a circling helicopter.
Mooresy
M:'mental note,try and learn a bit about poetry can come in handy.Nothing to do but wait.....not a lot of room here,still he`s the bigger so he should have a bit of difficulty moving around'
M:"uh BG mind if I have the serpents breath back?"
M:'I feel really weird,at peace.....well thats great I feel at rest during a battle,or maybe its because of someone?.I don`t have time to day-dream,c`mon focus Tom build up your rage'
*He reached into his pack and took out a desert eagle*
M:'remember every little bit helps,something keeps telling me this place will play an important part in my life,snap out of it DWC is on a rampage,maybe I`ll ask Phaedrus to teach me how to do haikus'
mlamdin
There was a disorienting flash. I ignored it. It was time to fight DWC. Wait a minute. I had been watching... Noir? As I tried to grasp the thought, it faded like a ghost. No. I had been standing here, preparing for a final showdown. Talk about deja vu! Ah well.
Phaedrus threw down a haiku, and suddenly we were in a corridor, the walls shaking to the pounding of DWC as he got to his feet. Not bad for a poet. I revised my estimation of Phaedrus' skills.
"Keep one hand on the right hand wall, and run until you reach a dead end. Get ready to fight...and pray you don't need to." Phaedrus whispered to us. I was happy to oblige. At best, he had a plan that meant no apocalypse. At worst, another dramatic showdown with no retreat. Hey, worked for me. Dramatic showdowns aren't supposed to have retreats, anyway.
Soon, we reached the last corridor. We turned around and pulled out our weapons of last resort. Phaedrus had erected a number of barriers in our wake, but DWC seemed to be ripping them to shreds. I twirled the guns again. 'Here we go...'
Suddenly, DWC came into view. Instead of the furious monster we remembered, however, he looked tormented. On the verge of breakdown.
'Perhaps the poet's strategy will work after all...'
DWC hesitated. The fate of the world rested in a moment. As cliche as that sounded, it was true. No point in giving up, though. If we could get the odds to a million to one against us, we'd be sure to win. On the other hand...
Ah, screw the other hand. I gave Moore back his sword and changed my arms to Angel Arms. 'If I'm gonna go... it's with style.'
And then I awaited the fateful choice.
[OOC - Very nice. It seems we'll have a conclusion afterall!]
Mooresy
M:'a monster on the verge of having a nervous break-down,I`m pretty sure I`m gonna remember this later in my life...I`m pretty sure I won`t be laughing though'
*takes the sword and puts it in his pack*
M:"Its a one of a kind just like..'nah-nah nah,just drop it and get back to building rage you don`t need to think of her right now,c`mon we`re not even at saiyen level 2 yet'...uh...nevermind"
DietWaterCzar
[ooc]My longest and final contribution to this thread. I was going to do some more Cornelius stuff, but I'm tired.[/ooc]
I stood on front of my two choices with the near dead VorpalBlade in my claw. I'd kill him now but this choice in front of me was too confusing to get my mind off of. One card depicted my Kimiko-sama with a cup of that coffee she was so good at serving accompanied by some haiku talking about compassion towards others. The other card depicted death. Death certainly was fun, but what is this compassion towards others that this other card talked of? I did recall that Kimiko-sama was often kind to the other people that existed in the world. It never made sense to me however. Why should she be nice to these inconsequential creatures? She was nothing like them; Kimiko-sama was Kimiko-sama, not a lowly human. But if that was the case, how come other humans like Queslin could feel and react like Kimiko-sama?
I lightly touched each of the cards and could tell that they were both warm. But the warmth that came from each card was different. The card on the left gave off a pleasing warmth. That warmth seemed to make words like compassion and empathy come to my mind. The warmth of the right card was more violent. It made words like Hell and destruction come to mind. The right hand card was very tempting, but the left card was still too intriguing to ignore.
Wait, compassion and empathy are virtues of Kimiko-sama. Those virtues are things that mean kindness to other people. But giving kindness applies to non-inconsequential creatures. The only non-inconsequential creature I know of is Kimiko-sama. But, like Queslin, other people can experience feelings and reactions like Kimiko-sama. So.... Other people are like Kimiko-sama? Other people have value? Other people should be treated with empathy and compassion like Kimiko-sama would?
"I suppose that is the answer...." I say to myself as I push past the left hand card and find myself outside the maze.
Behind me the maze begins to crumble, and the others are revealed to have been behind the right card fully armed. I look back down at my hand and notice that I am still holding the near-dead VorpalBlade. I look at the pathetic creature and then hurl him towards the others, most notably at the feet of BGMaster.
"He's yours to deal with, I think I should hold back on the killing ya know?" I state.
I look towards Phaedrus and notice that he is waving a helicopter towards us.
"Who's in the chopper?" I ask the poet.
But, before he can answer me I could feel a great pressure build inside of me. The pressure causes and unbearable pain that causes me to roar the loudest I had ever roared and well as unleash a gigantic torrent of lightning and force in all directions.
"What the Hell did you do that for?" BGMaster asks me as he trains a weapon on me once again.
I try to answer but I can't. The release leaves me in incredible pain and drains me of my strength. It takes a significant amount of effort for me to even get on one knee. I try to lift my head and spy the helicopter once again. It is plummeting toward the ground at an alarming rate. Some of my lightning or some shrapnel from the force must have hit the chopper, either way it was going down.
"Oh no! Kimiko is in that chopper" Phaedrus suddenly exclaims.
I didn't even have time to think. Nevermind the fact that I had seen Kimiko-sama get killed earlier, I had to save that chopper. With a sudden surge of strength, I take flight and zoom to the falling vehicle in a blink of an eye. I grab a hold of the helicopter with my claws and slow it's descent. But, something is wrong. It is taking me a lot of effort to hold it up and it gets harder with each passing moment. I also notice that my wings don't seem to be generating as much upward force as they had been earlier. Something is happening to me and I don't know what. I look down at my claws and suddenly notice that they are shrinking! In fact, my entire body is shrinking and returning to normal. That release of pressure must have been the contract being voided.
I find that I can't hold the chopper up any more and that we are still falling at an alarming rate. I only have one chance at saving Kimiko-sama. I stop trying to hold the chopper up and let us fall. As I watch the ground get closer and closer I realize that I only get once chance. I wait until we are but 20 feet above the ground and use my last bit of strength to give a massive thrust upwards to cushion the fall.
The last few seconds of the fall are a blur and I find myself a good 30 feet away from the crash. I see that the chopper is rather banged up but the passenger and pilot areas are intact. My body is back to normal and covered with blood burns and bruises. I don't really know what my condition is, but at least the chopper and Kimiko-sama is safe. I take a deep breath and look up towards the sky to find that snowflakes are falling.
"Well that was a fairly impressive piece of melodrama." said a loud, booming voice.
I looked to see Cornelius coming out the hole I had made with his body. Other than a surly disposition he looked rather well.
"Screw you Barney, it's nice to see that you are doing ok though." I told the giant lizard.
"What? Do my ears deceive me? Are you actually concerned for my well-being? Something big must have happened to you in the last couple of moments since I saw you."
"Yeah I guess so. Something seems missing though you know?"
"It is probably your vestments, you ARE naked right now." I was informed by Cornelius who looked elsewhere on my body and added "Though there may be other things you are missing...."
"Hey, screw you! If you didn't notice, it's snowing! Snowing means cold, cold means shrinkage!"
"Yeah, right. But, you know we have some unfinished business."
"Unfinished business?"
"Yes, THIS!" Cornelius said as he flicked me with his giant fingers into the steel wall of the Sega Building.
"The impacts of the finger and of the wall were certainly painful. I really didn't know how injured I was now, but I think I might have been dying. This theory was being reinforced by the fact that before everything went black I could see my Kimiko-sama. It must have been an angel bringing me to the afterlife.
DWC epilogue
I had been let out of the hospital just a few hours prior. I'm not exactly sure how things had played out after I blacked out, but I didn't care. Kimiko-sama was safe and sound. Apparently, VorpalBlade had made a clone of her that that was who I had seen get killed. Who'da thunk huh? I didn't know what had happened to VorpalBlade either, but I decided I shouldn't pursue any more information about him. I still had the overwhelming desire to hurt him and I think I needed a long period of adjustment first. The adjustment was getting used to not killing anymore. I knew it was wrong and I knew why, but old habits die slowly. I better not get myself into to many dangerous situations.
Many things were going on in MegaTokyo these days. I had heard that _Quinn was doing more official Sony business though I don't know where he had been during the Sega Building battle. Last I had heard of Tragic Bill and BGMaster, they had some Miho-cultist things going on. I didn't really know what they were doing; I wasn't big into the rave scene. I had no idea what Kaiser, Moore, or Wizard of Kitty, were doing, but I assumed that whatever WoK was doing, Skittles would be involved. Queslin was still in the hospital getting treated for her wounds, but she was managing to cause a good amount chaos. Running around the halls leaving ammo, looking for camping spots, and confusing the Ayanamis with unending levels of l337 speak. I still didn't know hat she thought of me, but I decided to avoid the issue for the time being. Garran had been brought back to earth and he and Phaedrus were doing poetry readings at Anna Millers.
I suppose that was where they were going when they turned the corner to find my Enforcer in Garran's face.
"Oh hey guys! What's up?" I ask the two poets
"Umm, nothing except that you have that gun in Garran's face. I thought you weren't killing anymore." Phaedrus addressed to me.
"Oh don't worry, it's not loaded!" I assure him as I lower the gun. "See?" I pull the trigger while pointing the barrel into the air and fire a round. "Oops.... Oh well."
I suddenly hear small flash and a voice next to my right ear says, "You know you COULD just not carry a gun around. It'll work wonders in preventing accidental shootings."
"But if I don't have my gun what will I use to point at people in a menacing manner?" I tell the tiny conscience on my shoulder.
"Oi.... I really wonder what I did to get you as my client. Fine, if you MUST have a gun have this." Tomoe tells me as she causes a gun to materialize in my hand. "It's a Beretta converted to fire tranquiller rounds. This way, even if you do hit someone you won't kill them."
"Cool! I can't wait to try it out!"
"Uhhhh.... I'd rather you not. Also I still want you to stop pointing guns at people, this is just temporary ok?"
"Yeah.... Sure, I guess so.... Not pointing guns at people.... What a strange concept."
"I have a long job ahead of me...." Tomoe mutters to herself before disappearing again.
"Well that certainly was strange.... Anyway Czar, where are you headed?" Phaedrus asks as he brings himself back into a conversation.
"Oh, I heard that Hatcheter found out where the old Army was, I going there to see how they're doing. What about you?" I reply to the poet.
"Oh, we're going to Anna Miller's for our poetry readings."
"Makes, sense. Hey have you seen Queslin yet? I still think she has a bit of a thing for you."
"Ummm.... Oh look at the time! We must be going now! See you later!" Phaedrus tells me as he hurries off.
About an hour later I find myself in front of a condemned warehouse. This was where Hatcheter had found the others; I suppose I should just go in. I opened the doors and peered inside expecting to see a triage unit, when I get something very different.
My old subordinates of the Kimiko Army had set up a rather large arcade. It was a rather impressive operation. A massive cacophony of sound and light blasted me in the face. Hundreds of coin-op consoles filled the floor, Mosh Mosh Revolution machines had incredibly long lines and the ticket claim prize wall was a big as a house. I made my way though the crowds, getting a few shocked looks and salutes as I passed by. I finally found Hatcheter playing Skeeball with his hockey stick.
"Hey Hatcheter! What the hell is going on?" I ask my former subordinate.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Hatcheter asks me with his mind still on his game.
"I MEAN this huge ass arcade! I was under the impression the Army had been in a huge battle and went her to regroup!'
"Oh. Well they did, Echo and his forces hit them hard, but you know these guys, it takes more than another army to take them down! They managed to get out of the battle and take refuge here. They were going to go back out to fight again, but they didn't know where to go. They didn't have the info we had. They just sat tight and waited for any news to come to them. After the battle ended, I found them and told them Kimiko was safe and they all decided to relax and build themselves a recreation area."
"Where did they get the money for this?"
"Uhhh, they sold the weapons...."
"The WEAPONS! MY WEAPONS?!?"
"Uhhh.... Yeah I kinda forgot to tell them you were alive...."
"Great, well I better address them." I mutter as I climb a nearby coin-op and look across the arcade. "ALRIGHT! LISTEN UP MAGGOTS!!! IF YOU CAN"T TELL I AM ALIVE!!!!"
The entire arcade suddenly grew quiet as my old Army looked up to see the leader they thought was dead yelling at them.
"Ok guys, I don't appreciate you selling my weapons too much but I'm putting those days behind me. These arcade machines seems to making you guys happy so you can keep them." I address the crowd.
"Uhhh.... Are you sure you're DietWaterCzar?" a voice in the crowd asks.
"YES. Also in a purely symbolic gesture, I hereby announce the Kimiko Army disbanded. You are all free to do whatever you want."
"Whoo! I'm gonna join the Anna Miller's fanboys!" someone yells.
"Yeah! Think I'll go Yuki drooling! I don't care if she's jailbait!" someone else yells.
"I'm gonna see what all that raving and stuff Miho is into is about!" yells another.
"Don't yell that stuff in front of me." I tell the crowd as I fire three tranquilizers.
A little while later I head into Anna Miller's passing by a were-animal fight on the way. Bleh, more transformations and glowing swords.... When I get to Anna Millers I find that Kimiko-sama has already gotten off work and Garran and Phaedrus had gone. I was still hungry though and I decided to order some spaghetti.
As I ate my meal I overheard a conversation in the booth behind me.
"I know that she has gone through an ordeal but that doesn't give her and excuse to look like that when at work." an Anna Miller's fanboy tells his companions.
"Yes, did you see her hair? It was not arranged in a pleasing enough manner and I believe that I even saw bags under her eyes. That is not appropriate!" another adds
"Miss Kimiko Nanasawa needs to be reprimanded for her sub-par presentation by a small cut in her pay. It's only prudent!" states yet another.
"AHEM! So you boys don't like Kimiko-sama's appearance?" I say as I pull my Beretta and draw my katana.
After I finish my meal I walk past the window I had thrown the now unconscious fanboys through when I meet Ootika-san.
"<You know, as much as I appreciate all you've done. I think I need to ask you to leave for a while. Hey, it's not like I don't like it when you turn this place into a bunker, wage a war from here, get this place transported to the top of a skyscraper, and start throwing customers out the windows, but I think this place needs a break from you.>" the manager asks of me.
"Ok I guess, how long? A week or two?"
"I'm thinking more like a year. PLEASE! I'll do anything!" Ootika pleads with me.
"ANYTHING?"
Inside a small apartment in MegaTokyo, Kimiko Nanasawa and Erika Hayasaka sit in front of a television set. Nothing else is on so they are watching the news.
"<In recent news, Sony has given a statement refuting the existence of a large number of robots. They have also stated that a representative from America will be coming soon to answer any questions about the future of PS2 accessories.
Meanwhile, there have been several reports of large furry creatures battling in the streets with the appearance of many glowing weapons. Current reports state that the creatures are the spawn of MegaGamers employee Erika Hayasaka. Scientists theorize that she may be alien cyborg from another dimension. More on this story as it develops.>" a TV anchor reports.
"<Stupid news, can't they get anything right? Next they're going to say that you are the Queen of Atlantis.>" Erika says to Kimiko.
"<This just in! Yuki Sonada is reported to be a princess from the moon! More on this as it develops.>" The TV anchor adds.
"<Well you were kinda close.... The news does se->" Kimiko tries to say when she is interrupted by the doorbell.
Kimiko goes to answer the door when she finds DietWaterCzar kneeling in front of her.
"Hello Kimiko-sama. How are you this evening?" DietWaterCzar asks.
"<I'm ok I guess.... What are you here about Diet-kun?>" Kimiko wonders.
"I'm here to ask you to come with me on a vacation."
"<Ummmm, a vacation?>"
"Yes, you deserve one after what you went through. Also it's getting more dangerous around here with all the were-creatures and such. I managed to get us a reservation at a resort pleasure island."
"<A resort... pleasure...island? Uhhhh, are you.... Ummm.... Uhhhh....>" Kimiko stuttered with a shade of red growing on her face.
"Oh, no no no! I would never presume such a thing! You are my Kimiko-sama. We are going there simply to relax! If you want, Erika can come as well, there is plenty of room on Cornelius."
"<Cornelius? The Rent-a-Zilla?>"
"Yes, he is taking us, I just have to tell him."
"<How did you afford this anyway? Diet-kun?>"
"Well I am loaded. I could afford to create and run and entire army, but I'm not paying for this. I managed to get Ootika-san to pay for it. I even got him to give you a full months paid vacation!"
"<How did you do that?>"
"I don't know really, just being myself I guess."
mlamdin
Time seemed to slow as DWC considered his final choice. I waited, Angel Arms at the ready. And then the maze crumbled around us. DWC had chosen the left path. The universe was safe. I made a mental note to go yell at somebody in the Apocalypse Regulation Office for being a lazy ass and relying on the rest of us to save the world.
"He's yours to deal with, I think I should hold back on the killing ya know?" DWC hurls a nearly dead VorpalBlade at my feet. I glance down at the pathetic traitor. 'Miho-sama will deal with him.' As I begin to relish the thought of punishment for the man who had brought so much utter inconvenience about, DWC let off a huge blast of power in all directions.
"What the Hell did you do that for?" I asked, training my guns on DWC once again. Maybe we weren't out of danger yet. But the Apocalypse does not seem to be starting. Instead, DWC's monster form seems to be weakening, even as he madly tries to save the helicopter.
Helicopter? Oh, shit. Kimiko is in that helicopter. I really hope this doesn't set him off again.
Impressive. He managed to save the helicopter, even though he reverted to a badly damaged human form. Ah well. The world was safe, Miho's reputation was restored, and my job was over. I picked up VorpalBlade and slung him over my shoulder. He would deal with the wrath of the Council. Speaking of which...
Ah. I waved to Tragic Bill to get his attention, and he arrived shortly, still waving his scythe. It was time to go.
I looked around at our motley crew of companions. Fanboys and girls of all different kinds. A truly ridiculous group. But somehow, we'd pulled it off. Since I doubted we'd all see each other again, I decided to give everyone something. A sort of memento.
To WoK: An extra-large bag of skittles - about a pound of them. From the facesplitting grin and the hug she gave me, I figured she liked it.
To Moore: I spoke a few words in his ear and explained a thing or two to him. Now he can make his own guns out of thin air. He seemed happy enough experimenting with it.
To Queslin: I gave her a number of stimpacks along with a brand-new, fully charged and upgraded shield belt. "7h4nk5, BG." I winked. "Look after Phaedrus, now." To her consternation, she blushed again.
Echo, I wasn't sure about. Strange robot. I told him that if he ever needed assistance or armament, he should give me a call.
Finally, Phaedrus. The poet had done a masterful job with his Moral Maze. Quite a lot of style. And style I appreciated. I gave him a few things. A new haiku notebook, some sufficiently stylish quills and pens for writing with, and the complete Noir collection. And then a little shove in Queslin's direction. I'd let those two work out what they would, but I figured there was no harm in getting it started.
With a final wave and a flash of light off my glasses, Tragic Bill and I departed for the Church of Miho.
END
[OOC - Well, that's it for me. I'm joining the next RP thread, so I'll write an epilogue setting me up for that shortly. Hope everyone likes their presents. Merry Christmas! (Or whatever you celebrate). This was great fun, people. Do it again? (j/k). Have fun writing epilogues.]
Mooresy
[OOC:if there is another rp thread I doubt Moore will be there,I`ll use a different char.]
Epilogue:*Moore was walking out of the sega fortress via the front-door*
M:"*sigh,picks up the crystal from Takahishi`s jacket*,didn`t go exactly like I expected,still I guess that`s natural around here,just one or two things left to do"
*he gripped the green crystal in his hand and thrust down driving it into the ground in front of the sega building*
M:"now that`s done....I.....guess theres....nothing really left....to do here".'something dosen`t feel right,still it`ll pass'
*he opened a portal and arrived at the hub where a dog-eared sleeping bag lay ready for him*
M:"my shift again I guess......those guys are the lucky ones,this is the end of their battle....I doubt mine ever will".'OH DAMM SAEKO!!'
*he travelled to her realm and caught up with her as she was arriving home*
M:"saeko,I`m so so sorry"
S:"I s`pose you`ve got another excuse that you were fighting some evil that can destroy the world?"
M:"well......yea"
S:"Tom I`m sick of being lied to,we`re through*she slaps him across the face,she says the next part in a very serious tone* don`t you ever come back,do you here me?"
M:"but-but I-I`m telling the truth"
S:"Don`t you dare try and say that-that its true,now get moving....didn`t you hear me GO!!"
M:"b-b-but.....alright...I-I`m...going"
*he left her realm and headed back to the MT realm,he was carrying his hold-all and pack,he flew to the out-skirts and started to enter the city,he was approached by several were-creatures*
M:"I don`t have time for any of this,*he fires a mesenka sending the creatures flying* I have too many things to do"
*he wandered around the city,he entered an Anna Millars and took out a make-shift map*
M:"l`see,so far I`ve covered...oh uh just water thanks....a quarter of the city,the swords must be here somewhere*he ruffled his mangy hair*but where?"
*Moore kept returning to the MT realm searching for the two crystal swords present in every realm,even after finding them both he still returned to the sega fortress each year,when he was 17,4 years since he first arrived he was leaving the fortress when he spotted a hooded figure feeding one of the few remaining vorpal bunnies*
M:"whos there?"
[OOC: only WoK knows the rest of this,and thats the last of Moore in the MT realm
wizardofkitty
[ooc] oh crap. I'm doomed. Well, I guess I'll join the other RPG thread too, no harm in that. :) hope we do something like this again, it was fun ^^ now let's see if I can get this out now [/ooc]
I was confuzzled the whole time on where I was until DWC came through the last door and BG gave me skittles. Joy was in the air, I could feel that everyone won in some way.
Everyone departed, I just waved my hand and then teleported away with the pound of skittles I didnt even started eatting. Might as well stay thin and use them for emergencies.
I reached back home and laid the pile of skittles on the table. I looked outside, knowing we shall meet again someday. :)
[ooc] there. not too long, not too short. and hurray, 4 pages again :) [/ooc]
squee
Epilog for Queslin:
I was staring at my feet, standing next to Phaedrus, wide-eyed, red-faced, and completely embarrased... Then I saw her out of the corner of my eye - the friend I had thought fragged was alive! I stared as she bounded towards me with a six-pack of Jolt in her arms.
As she neared, I took a step towards her with tears in my eyes, and she threw the Jolt to Phaedrus "C4tch!" - Phaedrus caught the chilled stimulants with arguable finesse. Kokomi rushed up and hugged me. She knew exactly what was needed as I yelled in pain from the hug, and took a Jolt from Phaedrus, holding it up to my good arm as she whispered "Gomen, Q-chan. I d1dn't s33 th3 4rm".
As I drank the Jolt, my limp, broken arm straightened (presumably the muscles again began to hold the broken bones in place). The redness began to clear from my face as the Jolt energised and calmed me at the same time. I took one of the stimpacks I had been given - figuring out how to use it, I did so.
I raised my arm, turning the hand around, opening and closing the fingers. Kokomi looked at Phaedrus behind my back, smiled a small smile of approval to herself, and decided to continue the plan she had set in motion upon seeing me blush... She released the hug and whispered "Go g3tz an0th3r J0lt t0 c4lm j00 d0wn", stepping beside me - Phaedrus was about two steps away.
I began to walk the two steps towards Phaedrus, reaching slightly for a Jolt, when I found I couldn't move the foot I was stepping forward with! I let out a small but high-pitched "Eep!" as I fall forward, reaching out and forward to try and stop my fall. Phaedrus, realising I was falling, dropped the remaining Jolt and put his arms out to catch me.
My face went quite a pretty shade of pink-red - not when I realised I hadn't fallen, but when I realised what I was doing and where I was. I had ended up with my arms around Phaedrus, my head turned to the side on his chest, half-kneeling, his arms around me. For a moment, it felt like I was part of a ren'ai game, and I found myself desperate, hoping he thought so too. Kokomi looked on and smiled - I wasn't letting go, and Phaedrus seemed to be hesitating - Kokomi was happy about just about every part of that plan, except for the dropping of the Jolt. Kokomi whispered inaudibly to no-one in particular "Fl4wl3ss v1ct0ry"
[OOC: Phaedrus, you may wish to add something suitably poetic to this, or have further action or dialog... Feel free to write Queslin or Kokomi parts however you see fit. Just remember both of them are currently focused on you :) ]
[edit: (to the tune of "Tally me bananas") Past tense, present tense, future tense, MUNCHED! Headaches come and me want my drugs]
squee
[All OOC:] Gomen, Phaedrus :) I beat you to the poem :)
"Flawless victory",
Phaedrus, choose your destiny,
a life with Queslin?
Phaedrus
Our tale to its just conclusion at last,
Kimiko rescued from fate most vile.
Friendships now forged betwixt our odd cast,
we all bid adieu, each with sincere smiles.
Humor we've seen - outrageous bad puns,
and cerebral as well; more high brow fare.
Drama there's been, fights with big effing guns,
we defeated Dom's forces, within his own lair.
In our oh-so-dramatic last act conclusion,
redemption was earned by Diet Water Czar.
His psyche now healed, no more in confusion,
his body is normal, though still bearing scars.
And me, the mad poet, like Dante in hades?
I ride off to the sunset - escourting two ladies.
Mooresy
This`ll please Kaiser,one of Moores possible endings I doubt I`ll use it,but still:
*he lay there,full tekno-armour,his eye glowing red an eye that had no more knowledge of emotions or sanity,his sword had been thrust into his chest and the blood was flowing from the wound,he looked up into the eyes of his daughter Sunako,she was holding the sword and ws ready to force it through his blackened heart*
S:"dad I didn`t want it to come to this,mom could`ve helped you,I could`ve helped you why are you doing this?"
*a young ninja raised his head as his body struggled to keep itself raised*
H:"Sunako.....do it.....release him"
S:"I`m going to"*her eyes burned and tears began to well up in her eyes*"I`m going to do it Hassun,leave me alone"
*blood burbled up through the plate covering Moores mouth*
M:"Crystal....a name that holds no meaning to me,die now young one"
*the cannons on his shoulders opened up and started charging,Sunako tightened her grip and forced the sword through his heart*
S:"I`m.....sorry dad"
M:"I`m.........no...t"
*the light from his eye flickered and died,the black/red blood flowed from the wound slower,Sunako fell to her knees holding the blade that was resting in her fathers chest*
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC] I go offline for a few days, and you guys finish this up. ;) Good work, all around. Hope y'all had a Merry Christmas.
I'll try to wrap up a few loose ends here.
[/OOC]
I think I might have breathed the biggest sigh of relief in the history of the world. One minute, I'm waiting for a last, desperate fight. The next moment, it's over.
"Mission completed," I mutter to myself. Ironically, that was followed by one final blast of energy from DWC.
A bolt must have stuck my helmet, because I staggered around blind for a moment. Finally, I pulled off my helmet, seeing that the visor had been charred by the heat. A brief flash of anger coursed through me. DWC did that to me in the first war, too.
I looked around for him, to give him a piece of my mind. I spotted him, on the ground below me, just in time to see Cornelius send him flying into a steel wall. DWC crumpled to the ground, bleading and broken.
Feeling a little bit of shame, I ran toward a nearby ladder. I slid down as quick as I could, but Kimiko beat me there. She knelt next to him, laying a jacket over him. DWC smiled faintly at her, then closed his eyes.
I took off my jersey, folded it, and placed it under his head. Agent Takahashi and Erika, who had been on that helicopter, came up behind us. I noticed that the agent wasn't wearing a jacket. That must be his that Kimiko used.
"He's breath is very shallow," I said to the Agent. He immediately pulled out a phone, and called for med-evac.
Kimiko continued to kneel next to DWC. A single tear slipped from her eye and ran down her face, falling on DWC's open hand.
"<Don't cry for him>," said Erika.
"<I can't help it,>" said Kimiko. "<All the pain he's caused, is a reflection of his own pain, and confusion. Maybe I should have tried harder to...to help him...understand...>" At that, she stopped, trying not to let her emotions get the better of her.
"Alot of us could have done something, me in particular." I dropped down to one knee, so she could look me directly in the face. "You can't take the blame for what happened here. You were kidnapped, remember? That's what drove him to this."
Erika bent over, and, wrapping her arms around Kimiko, helped her up. As she did, a black helicopter landed on the grass. Two men in suits exited it, and approaced Agent Takahashi.
"Agent, could you give these ladies a ride home? I don't feel that it's safe for them here." As if to accentuate that, a piece of the far end of the roof broke off, crashing to the ground 50 yards away.
"<I would be happy to>," he answered. Then he extended his hand, in a western tradition. "<Thank you for helping us, Mr. Hatcheter.>"
I shook his hand. "You're welcome. If you ever need me, I'm not hard to find."
"<You could try to keep another war from starting.>" With a smile, he turned toward the waiting helicopter.
"<What about Diet-kun?>" asked Kimiko.
"I'll look after him," I promised.
"<You should go to the hospital too, Hatch,>" said Erika. "<You don't look much better.>"
For the first time, I noticed the cracks in and holes in my pads, and the blood on my jersey and pants.
"<Thank you>" whispered Erika, as she turned and led Kimiko to the chopper. I watched as they boarded, and the helicopter lifted off, flying in the direction of their home.
"If you don't need me," began the deep voice of the Rent-a-zilla, "I'm going to escort them home."
"Alright then," I said. "And I hope everything between you and DWC is finished now."
Cornelius nodded his head. "I don't think Kimiko-sama will like it if we continued our quarel."
With that, he turned and ran after the chopper.
I looked up to the roof, to the other fighters who I had fought along side of. Some seemed to be saying good bye, others were having their own little reunions.
I was about to join them, when a second helicopter flew in. It touched down, and a team of Med Ayamis poured out of it. they immediatley swarmed over DWC, gently placing him on a stretcher and getting an IV started.
I looked toward the group. BGMaster and Tragic Bill had taken Vorpal Blade, and looked like they were going to teleport away. BGMaster spotted me, and gave me a quick nod. I began tapping the blade of my stick on the ground, not sure if he understood the meaning. In an instant, they were gone. The others were conversing, while Phaedrus and Queslin were hugging.
I turned toward the med-evac chopper, and boarded it. A Med Ayami immediately began to clean a wound on my forehead.
My jersey was lying on the helicopters floor. There was a piece of paper stuck to it. I pulled it off and read it.
We're sorry, but you're credit card has been maxed out. We have canceled the extra-dimensional creature transformation. Please call (800) 555-1285 for more infomation.
Thank God for credit limits.
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I sat in the hopital's waiting room, while DWC was in the operating room. The medics had already attended to my wounds. I had a large bandage on my head, stiches in a half a dozen places, and I discovered I was now walking with a limp.
A young, blue-haired doctor emerged from the OR. "You're frind will be fine," she declared.
"How bad was he hurt?" I inquired.
"He had a broken arm, 5 broken ribs, a cracked vertebrae, a ruptured spleen, a punctured lung, a chest contusion, a concussion, and a broken finger."
"Which finger?" I asked, my mind numb from the list.
"The middle on on his right hand."
~~snicker~~
I tried to keep myslef under control. Shouldn't be laughing at these kind of injuries, no sir.
But that man just never stops!
The doctor seemed annoyed. Not that she was real friendly before. "Some of the others from you're conflict are in room 417. You may wish to visit them." With that, she turned on her heel and left.
I entered that room, and found two of my companions who I thought had fallen in battle. Agent Ishikari was in the near bed, typing on a laptop computer. He looked up as I entered, and welcomed me briefly.
In the far bed, staring out the window, was Wangus, the Tiawanese agent. He didn't acknowledge my presence immediately. I waited until he turned toward. "Oh, hello." Then, he turned back to the window.
"It's over, you know." I said. "We won."
"You did. You won, not me. I lost.
"I lost everything."
"What?"
"I didn't find Erika, so they 'eliminated' my family, my friends. That was the price of failure."
"<But you didn't fail>" objected the Agent.
"Tell that to my superiors."
"Agent, can you check on this?" I asked him.
"<Sure, give me a minute.>" His fingers flew across the laptop. In a moment, he spoke again. "<You're agency has you on a peding status.>"
"Pending what?"
"<Confimation of success or failure.>"
Hope sprung into Wangus' eyes.
"<Would you like to use my phone?>" asked the agent, holding up a cellular.
I walked out of the room, into the lobbey. There was a TV in the corner, and a hockey game was on.
My hockey game!
"Oh, crap! I'm gonna get suspended for missing the game!"
JRandomLurker
[!--OOC: ^_^ Just so people know, I'm not a loose end (though you're still free to use my characters), I'm just slow! ^^;;; I've been writing and editing my epilogue bit-by-bit for a few days now... It's almost become a project... ph333r.
Umm, Hatcheter? ^^;;; Very nice post, but DWC, Cornelius and the chopper ended up on the ground outside the Sega building... I dunno how you want that to effect things...
edit: no extra-long epilogue from me tonight tho. It'll have to wait 'till tomorrow. Need sleep... and all that other Real Life crap. ^_^
--]
Derian Hatcheter
[OOC] Ack...My bad! Thanks, J Random. Can easily straighten that out.
I wanted to get Wangus back into the conclusion, even though he left a month ago.
However, I forgot about Cynical Swashbuckler. If anybody can give him a farewell line, that'd be cool.
P.S. Now that we got, I can say it was worth the wait. I again applaude Phaedrus and DWC.[/OOC]
JRandomLurker
[!--OOC: LOL! I love that post DWC, so many cool little touches. A good way to end the story, indeed!
Sorry, Derian, I'm afraid I don't really know what to do with Cynical for a finale... anyone else?
I'm afraid a lot. 'Cause I'm also afraid I haven't done very well at following WoK's short-but-sweet lead... At least I'm going out in my own style... Phaedrus did a poem, WoK a cute little post, and I rambled like a braindead hitchiker... This sucker is about 20 kilobytes! Gack, for such minor characters, too. Gomen. ^^;; --]
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Epilogue: Echo
Echo stood as he largely had for the past couple hours, watching events unfold. The brief lightning storm the giant demon had emitted upon exiting the maze almost shorted out Echo's circuits, but his electrical shielding prevailed. BGMaster was then left in possession of VorpalBlade.
But the demon itself, it seemed, had finally been defeated. He was now busily returning to his human form while atop a helicopter. Everyone else held their breath, only relaxing once the helicopter was safely back on the ground. Down there with it was Czar, fully back in his old form and somewhat the worse for wear.
Next, BGMaster found Echo and wished him well, offering arms and a hand (so to speak), should Echo ever find himself in need. It was an... interesting offer, but one he would be certain to keep in mind.
It seemed the game had ended, and everyone else was making preparations to leave. Echo stole his way over to his friend Queslin, slipping her his email address and telling her to look him up online for a DM sometime. He thought it a nice gesture, anyway, even if she never took him up on the offer.
He walked over to the hole in the floor that he and Cynical Swashbuckler had made earlier, hoping to find a way out of the building. Just before dropping through, he turned to the small group of people still gathered and gave a quiet wave, finishing off his role as the silent background hero stereotype. He landed with a THUD in the corridor below him and jogged off. At least, he mused, that was the hero role he *thought* he had been playing. Buggy software made it impossible for him to know for sure. But he moved on.
He opened up his email as he went, hoping for some word from Ping. Three messages from her... that was odd... The first dated about two hours ago, the second two minutes after the first, and the final message another twenty minutes after the second. He frowned and opened the first one. He was relieved to read that Ping and his troops had reached the Sony Safehouse without event. He flipped to the second...
...and his clock skipped a few cycles. The troops at the safehouse were attacking Ping! He dashed down through several levels of the building in a full sprint before he even realized it.
The final email held more calming news. Ping was all right. _Quinn had showed up and straightened everything out. The Sony man had, it seemed, decided to leave the Sega building not long after the rest of the group had made it past the stick figures in the lobby. He had discovered that his radio was probably broken. Since he wasn't going to be much help in the Sega building anyway, he had headed after Ping and the remainder of Echo's troops, to make sure they got back safely. Echo was relieved.
The "new mail" sound chimed in his head. A fourth email from Ping, the timestamp not two seconds old. She was safely back in the EDS lab now, having been debriefed. Good. _Quinn had been debriefed as well, and then given another assignment. He dashed off a quick reply, letting her know all that happened, and that he was on his way. He jogged on.
Upon reaching the ground floor, he stole quickly off into a back alley. He didn't want any uncomfortable confrontations with DWC or prying questions from that secret-agent guy. But no one stopped him.
As he went along, he had a vague feeling that he hadn't played as well with the others as he could've, and his self-improvement subroutines chided him gently for it. Damn those beta-version personality matricies he thought, shaking his head. But he dashed off toward the EDS lab. He wanted to go home.
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[!--OOC: I discussed _Quinn's fate with him over email, and this is what we figured had happened to his character between the Fanboy Wars and the new RPG... I meant to establish it earlier, but didn't get around to posting...
Also, apologies to all who don't remember all the obscure and poorly-established plot points I refer to here... ^^;;; This author shares, to some extent, Echo's conviction that he perhaps hasn't played as well with you all as he could've... Not giving enough character details and/or not posting enough. Gomen, if it is indeed needed... --]
In the EDS lab, several hours later.
Sony had just finished debriefing Echo and running some initial diagnostics, but they had dismissed him for the night. One of the men Echo had recruited from Sony had told his old boss the whole story of Echo's botched take-over-the-world scheme in exchange for his job back. It ended up costing some of the other recruits THEIR old jobs, though, and Echo was mad because of it.
He rubbed at his temples symbolically. Things might also get messy between him and Sony now. He desperately hoped that Ping would be spared Sony's wrath. At least he still had that offshore account he could use to funnel EDS research funds to the laid off soldiers until they got back on their feet, he thought happily.
The young Shounen doll finished his thinking as he walked through another of the fire doors on the massive research campus. Mind more at peace, he loped back to the lab, his charge running a bit low and eager to see his sister again.
One corner of the EDS lab was made up into something like an apartment, so as to allow the dolls a measure of human comfort. Two tiny bedrooms branched off from a shared living area with a sofa, two chairs, and a kitchenette. A tiny closet served as a simulated bathroom, though no showers or other amenities were obviously needed. By Megatokyo standards, it was still a fairly nice apartment.
Ping was on her stomach beside the couch, sprawled comfortably on the floor, feet kicking lazily in the air. She was reading a book, anxiously awaiting her brother's return. The door opened.
<Onii-san!> Ping looked up from turning a page as he came through the door. Echo smiled. She jumped up and hugged him briefly. A black nose poked itself around the corner, causing Echo to freeze. A soft "brrr"ing sound could be heard.
<Ping, watch out!> He was in a battle stance instantly. Ping looked around to see what was alarming her brother, catching sight of the same black nose as it moved forward and revealed what it was attached to... a Vibrating Sheep of Death. She shrieked as Echo dove for it.
<No, Onii-san, stop!> Echo froze in a crouch, arm raised, just inches from knocking off the robot's head. Ping was in front of it in a flash, arms out protectively.
<What in the world...?> began a very confused doll. Behind Ping, the sheep's tail was wagging. Never mind that it could cleave a man's kneecap in two, and was at exactly the right height to do so, it was wagging. It dropped down onto it's back haunches and sat staring at him curiously. It's mouth opened and the crushing device inside hung out in the approximation of a pant.
<He followed me home!> Echo stared at her unbelievingly.
<Uhhh...> An oil droplet sprung from his forehead.
<He attacked us before we got to the safehouse, but I reprogrammed him with my wireless connection! You've got to help me convince Sony to let me keep him!>
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Epilogue: Takahashi
(and somewhat indirectly, Ishikari)
[!--OOC: The following is another *very* poorly established character point on my part: Takahashi is the slightly wilder of the two agents and Ishikari the more wooden one.
As confusing as it may seem, whenever they are together their personalities both tend to become rather neutral. But when separated, their more unique personalities reassert themselves again. Hence Takahashi having troubles with his kawaii-o-meter only after Ishikari was out of the picture... (never mind that I didn't even think of the kawaii-o-meter gag until after I'd had Ishikari shot, anyway ^^;; ) --]
Takahashi blinked and shook his head slowly, still dazed from the rough landing. That chopper ride had *not* gone how he had planned it. But then, what DO you plan for when forcing a rescue helicopter back in the direction it was fleeing? Some SGD helicopters had attacked, but with the help of the other Himitsu choppers that were still around, they were defeated. No big deal. [!--OOC: the SGD attack is just to tie up some timing discontinuities, and is not a major plot point--] Then they circled for a couple minutes, looking for a good time to land. And with Phaedrus getting their attention and waving them in, it looked like they might be home free. But just they were approaching, a giant lightning bolt from DWC had knocked their chopper out of the sky. The world had spun, and all the agent could make out then was DWC, in the process of reverting to a human, grabbing a hold of the chopper and dragging it more-or-less safely back to Earth.
Agent instincts switched on, forcing the plot recap to end.
Back to business. First priority: find current situation. Looking out the window. They were on the ground, good. In one piece. Even better. Where was DWC? Human, 10 meters away, speaking with 'zilla. They might even STAY in one piece.
His vision was blurring, and he shook his head again. Got to get a better grip on my kawaii-o-meter, he chided himself. Next time, and there WOULD be a next time in Megatokyo, he was sure, he was *not* going back to the fight, no matter *how* cute the rescued girl was.
He looked forward, into the pilot's seat to check briefly with the pilot, only to find the man had already extracted himself from the 'copter and was inspecting the damage. Next he turned his attention to the two women further in the back.
<It seems our situation may finally be resolved,> he sounded relieved. <Are you ok, Misses?>
<Yes, thank you> Kimiko voiced, somewhat shakily.
<I *told* you this would happen.> Erika managed to sound just annoyed enough to hide the relief she felt. Now they could go home.
<Here, let me help you> Takahashi offered his hands to the girls. Each took one, Erika reluctantly, and they all pulled themselves out of the remains of the chopper.
[!--OOC: oh whee, we're re-hashing another whole post. Sorry, couldn't think how to do it otherwise--]
Once outside, all three made a quick survey of the situation. DietWaterCzar had, it seemed, been slammed into the side of the building. Kimiko ran over to him, pulling off the Kevlar suit-jacket of Takahashi's she had been wearing as she went.
Just as she reached his side, Derian landed beside her with a THUMP, having just slid down a very long ladder to check up on his boss. Kimiko jumped, nodded to Hatch, and then turned back to DWC. She carefully laid the coat over him. He smiled at her weakly and shut his eyes.
Derian was hovering over DWC as Erika and Takahashi walked up, making a pillow out of his jersey and administering first aid.
"His breath is very shallow," he said to the agent, concerned. Takahashi phoned for the UFL. The agent noticed a message on his phone and stepped back from the rest of the group to check it. The others talked as he dialed into control.
<Ops.>
<Pointman. You rang?>
<Pointman, our cleanup people will handle the rest of this incident. You are needed on another assignment immediately. We're sending someone to pick you up now. They'll have more information.>
<But...>
Dead air. But it didn't really matter anyway. Another helicopter was already thundering around the far side of the Sega building. Erika helped Kimiko stand as it landed nearby.
"Agent, could you give these ladies a ride home? I don't feel that it's safe for them here." Derian asked. A chunk of building punctuated his remark.
"I would be happy to," the agent replied. Two men emerged from the chopper and started to approach Takahashi. He waved at them to stay there and wait. They certainly wouldn't mind giving one of the objectives for the whole mission a ride home. "Thank you for helping us, Mr. Hatcheter," Takahashi continued, offering a handshake. He received a firm one.
"You're welcome. If you ever need me, I'm not hard to find."
"You could try to keep another war from starting," the agent grinned. He headed for the 'copter as Hatcheter and the two women talked for a moment more. Now to arrange transport for those two with the pilot, and see what all this new mission stuff was about.
At his approach, one of the men from the 'copter, a dispatcher and field briefing agent, jogged up to him.
<Are you familiar with case 271-Alpha? Mission parameters J-21?> the man began.
<yes>
Cripes. Those parameters meant that they were going to fly him out of the country in 30 minutes. He wouldn't even get a chance to say goodbye to anyone else. Sleep? Ha. He could sleep on the plane.
<Will I have time to check up on Ishikari?>
<No. But he is in stable condition. Now let's go.>
<Waiting for those two girls.>
The dispatcher was annoyed, but started to go through mission specifics rather than argue. Takahashi put his hands in his pockets and idly fingered the crystal Moore had given him. Wouldn't have time to return that, either. But the agent figured that the robo-saiyan would have SOME way of finding the thing again. That is, if it really was what Moore claimed it was. So Takahashi excused himself from the man rattling on about objectives and extraction points, and nonchalantly left it underneath a park bench.
The dispatcher was even more annoyed when Takahashi strolled back up, but Kimiko and Erika were also arriving. The man instantly recognized two of the objectives from this last mission, and turned a questioning eye to Takahashi.
<Can we arrange them a ride home?>
<No... problem.> he said as he did a quick mental check, making sure that it was, indeed, no real problem. They could still get Takahashi to the airport on time, he figured, so it'd be all right. <Let's go.>
All three climbed in the chopper and it lifted off. Kimiko watched out the window as Sega Square shrank into a postage stamp and got itself lost amid the clutter of the city. They were going home.
Three days later.
Takahashi rushed up the stairs of UFL General Hospital in central Megatokyo, deftly avoiding any events that might cause him to intersect plotlines with the newer RPG thread. He found the room number he had been given and knocked.
<Yes?>
<Ishikari! How are you?!?>
<Takahashi! It's good to see you. I'm doing fine now, thank you.>
<How did you... survive?>
<Well, it seems the heart isn't a Himitsu Desu Agent's most vulnerable organ... They tell me it's practically made of stone,> Ishikari was in typical deadpan humor as he tapped his chest.
Takahashi groaned as he pulled up a chair, and the two friends talked.
<Listen, I've got some great news,> Ishikari began.
[!--OOC: No, we're not *quite* done yet... Gomen. One more long-winded situational gag to play out. And I dunno if Queslin should be with Phaedrus or not, so just assume she couldn't come to this particular poetry reading for some reason... ^^;; --]
As he left the hospital, Takahashi had quite a bit of thinking to do, and was more than preoccupied doing it. His feet, which weren't as good at thinking as the rest of him, but still very good at moving, took him to the only destination they could come up with at the moment... Somewhere in the back of his mind, the agent was remembering a certain Anna Millers down the street.
He was vaguely surprised, upon entering, to see a small bird perched on a stool in the middle of the poetry stage. It was reading in a high, airy voice, something about a woman crying in the morning. [!--OOC: hope you don't mind that silly bit of self-indulgence. Yes, I really did bring back Jay Random, even though I promised not to... ^^;;; --] He scanned the room, hoping to find one of the familiar faces he had met just three days before. Besides Ishikari, those people were pretty much the only ones he had ever had a chance to get to know in all his years with the Himitsu Desu. Right now, he could use any kind of companionship he could find.
And he was in luck. He made his way over to a table where the two poets, Phaedrus and Garran, were sitting.
<Mind if I...> He stopped and began again, "Mind if I join you fellows?"
"Takahashi-san! By all means, sit" Phaedrus gestured. Takahashi sat.
"Don't let me interrupt your listening," Takahashi said. The man who had just joined them was quite clearly in some shade of distress, but at his emphatic gesturing the poets turned back to the stage for the time being.
"If you insist." Garran said. An unfamiliar waitress approached the newcomer.
<Something to drink, sir?>
<Hot Chocolate, thanks. And a Reuben please.> [!--OOC: Takahashi eats like me. Who knew?--]
<Yes sir.> She walked off. The bird on stage finished reading amidst a smattering of polite applause. He started a second piece, one about two girls on a rainy day. Takahashi listened quietly until the waitress brought his hot chocolate. The bird finished and bowed humbly to the polite applause that followed. Takahashi nursed his drink.
The applause had died down and the small bird said a brief thank you into the mic, then flapped his way over to the poets' table and perched on the back of the booth. Both poets nodded politely to the creature. He bobbed his head in return and looked over at Takahashi, who still seemed somewhat at a loss for words.
"What's up, Taka?" he chirped. The agent looked up from his warm drink. It was strange, but he somehow recognized the little sparrow. He sighed.
"It's been a long three days."
"How's that? And how's your partner?" asked Garran. Takahashi grinned weakly.
"Well, most of it I couldn't tell you... or... you know the line, 'I'd have to kill you'. But Ishikari is fine, at least."
"Certainly good to hear," Phaedrus commented.
"Yes, indeed. But it seems he met a girl while he was in the hospital, by the name of Rei..."
"REI? Ayanami Rei?!?" both poets chimed.
"Yup."
"But all the MedAyanamis are clones!" Phaedrus said in amazement. "They're kinda... cold, and distant, and, and---"
"Exactly his type," Takahashi finished. "Ishikari claims that they both knew it just as soon as she brought him a dish of ice cream that first day. They realized that they were both perfectly comfortable with each other's frigid, inscrutable personalities, and it just snowballed from there."
"No offence, Takahashi-san," Phaedrus began, confused, "but both of you are more neutral personalities. I certainly wouldn't call Ishikari-san 'frigid'..."
"Ah, well, strange as it sounds, Phaedrus-san, our personalities both tend to even out when we're around each other... His becomes less stoic, and I become less... open.
"Like a big ol' Yin Yang" smiled the bird.
Garran was busy musing.
"Inside icy hearts,
is there for the right seeker,
the warmest of love."
He scrawled on a napkin, making revisions as he wrote.
"Hey, aren't all the Ayanamis supposed to be about 15 years old?" Phaedrus glared at the small Japanese man. Takahashi shrugged.
"Sure, but apparently this one has been with the UFL for a while. She's 20." This did not stop the glare both poets were now giving him. "Hey, c'mon, Ishikari is only 26.... and, and, weirder things happen in Card Captor Sakura!"
"But dude," chirped the little bird, grinning, "It's Sakura."
"Hey, I happen to like Sakura," Takahashi shot back without thinking, adding "erm... never mind," a moment later and mumbling something about dumb kids' shows.
Garran was confused. "Sounds like all good news! What're you all melancholy about?" Garran asked.
"Well, they're getting married, and Ishikari has taken some desk job now that he's going to have a family to think about. And so he doesn't have to travel nearly as much."
"Still doesn't sound like bad news." Garran continued to prod.
"Heh. I'd have to find a new partner... and it just wouldn't be the same without Ishikari, really."
"Ah, so now we see." Phaedrus concluded.
"Yup. I'm afraid this life for me is over... I'll be moving on."
"What do you think you'll do now?" the bird asked.
"Well, I've always wanted to be a fireman."
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Special Bonus Epilogue:
Evangelion?!?!?
Misato shook her head as Rei walked passed. Was that girl humming again? How bizarre! It was the third time today she thought she'd heard it, too!
Rei could, for once, barely contain a smile. She had almost clicked her heels today, twice! For somehow she knew that one of her, somewhere, had found a chance at life, at happiness, at purpose. A change from her cloned, continuously predestined re-creation. Somewhere, one of her had found a chance for true love.
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[!--OOC: Now wasn't that just THE fuzziest epilogue you could ever have hoped for? <chuckle> Merry Christmas, everybody! (albeit a tad late). Major props to all, one final time, too. This has been a blast. --]
