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 Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 3:30 am
(here is where the other side will play out
if it's decided to just merge it with the main RP that's fine
seeing as how you two both know a new character would be in MF just post here, when you can
the two will not be required to be followed exactly, though one must be put in a halt if it passes an event before the other, and/or encounters the other team)
Nasra found herself alone.. She didn't know what was going on, anymore.
She thought that once she got out of that city she was in the clear.
Now she found herself in a dark room. She could hardly see, but the ground, and walls felt made of stone.
As she tried to feel her way along the walls to any sort of escape she ran into some bars.
Metal, vertical. She was in a prison cell.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 2:56 pm
Clockson counted them off as they fell.
Each shot either killed or maimed his targets.
They'd wandered in angry, and run right into a well-prepared killzone; sniper cross-fire, clean and surgical.
Just as it should be.
This wasn't a job that paid well, but he could agree with his employer's goals.
Wiping out slavers was a satisfying task for most.
All sentient life possessed the right to self-determination.
At the predetermined signal, the snipers dispersed; each going a different way.
They would return to a meeting point to collect payment later.
...!
SIGNIFICANT SPACE/AIRCRAFT IN APPROACH.
POSSIBLE ENEMY VESSEL.
TAKING COVER.
Slipping behind a couple of stones, the A.I. activated its octocamo cloak, blending texture, thermal output, and appearance to match the stones.
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BhelliomBlue-Rose Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 4:01 pm
As Alexria passed overhead the shadow silhouetted all of them.
The Announcer's voice rang out on a loud speaker.
"Attention, everyone! We need new contestants!
I thank this area for its mandatory volunteering!"
Several guns opened up on the hunk of metal, raining down yellow bolts of paralyzing energy.
The bolts, of course, had little effect on Clockson, but the data feedback certainly caught the Announcer's eye.
The ship stopped raining down its fire, and halted over where Clockson was.
Suddenly several flesh-like arms shot out of the ship.
Their striking the ground revealed them to have claws at their tips.
The ground was shredded around his (would its be better?) location.
The second one of the tendrils struck him it calmed itself.
"And your volunteer has been found!" The speaker cried out.
Several of the tendrils rushed for Clockson's location, and before he knew it he was overwhelmed.
It was a few moments before he found himself in the illusion.
Being a machine reality almost seemed to be glitching in and out of existence.
Except for the girl sitting against the wall of the cell across from him.
Eyes closed, the tears' trails noticeable on her face.
"Hm.. Unforseen side effect.." The Announcer mumbled over intercom.
"Well, either way.. Welcome to Alexria! Team Moltenflesh!
You are against team Crystal, and only one team leaves the vessel alive!
Goodbye!"
"..What's he rambling about now?" Nasra said, to herself in a voice without hope.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 12:59 pm
With your character up I suppose it'd be your turn
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2015 8:05 am
Daily quote that foes not happen daily.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2015 12:37 pm
Hm? What was all that noise about a ship abducting people?
Bah! Nonsense, the lot of it. That was simply old folklore from another species. They honestly need to wise up.
Other species haven't legally and by order of the government kidnapped another person from another species in quite a while. Well, from what he'd heard. Especially considering he was down in this gods damned mockery of a home. Regardless, he maintained the barrier around his home as long as possible every day. Just in case. Especially since a certain form of controlling group didn't particularly deign for him to be around.
He looked out his window bemusedly, running through a list of magic and other tasks briefly, distracted for a few seconds from looking beyond his window.
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BhelliomBlue-Rose Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 12:53 pm
...ILLUSION MAGNITUDE 87.7846x10^13: STRATEGIC WEAPONS-GRADE.
INTERFERENCE WITH SENSORY INPUT SUBSTANTIAL.
LIFE-FORM DETECTED, ASSESSING FOF SIGNATURE.
He stood, calculating the trajectory of his shots, should she prove hostile.
To belie this, he did not raise his formidable rifle; raising it was factored into the equations.
Engaging his auditory output, he attempted a ZoWalonian greeting, then a Ruon.
Despite her obvious species, she might speak a different language.
The synthetic would wait for a response.
If he did not recieve one, he would try the native Ruon dialect, and Terran common tongue.
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 12:48 pm
"Only a fool dismisses everything out of his experience as impossibility." Death said.
"If there are rumors about a ship abducting people, then believe them.
Those who ignore rumor are the first to be victim to them."
At that moment the hands that abducted clockson burst into the room, catching the unwary mage by surprise.
He found himself in a cell, able to see Nasra's cell diagonally from his.
Likewise he wasn't able to see Clockson.
However the latter would most certainly detect his presence.
"Let's see.. Three? No.. Four.
Yes, this will do, for now.
Welcome to Alexria, team Moltenflesh!"
"Four..?" Nasra looked up to see the two other cells in front of her.
"..Who are you?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 7:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 9:04 am
Solkax didn't even sigh when he found himself in a cell.
'Quite honestly, sitting around in a guarded location likely wasn't best for me anyway,' he replied to Death. 'After all, settling down is the worst. What with all the community and such... Of course, I jest. I would enjoy company for once. The words of the unknown is only so useful.'
'Greetings to you, young lady. My name is Solkax Vrilus. I am a Light Mage.
'What might your name be?'
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BhelliomBlue-Rose Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2015 5:23 pm
TWO OTHER PRESENCES DETECTED, ONE CONFIRMED.
ASSIGNING O SIGNATURES UNTIL FURTHER DATA.
The A.I. waited until the other had spoken before engaging his audio output.
It was a natural voice that issued from his synthesizers.
"You can call me Clockson.
Soldier for hire."
If they didn't know that he was an artificial life-form, then perhaps it would provide an advantage.
It was, after all, possible that he would be required to kill them.
Now, the only thing to do was to gather information and to keep tabs on these others.
The bars would likely be reinforced with some form of force, if they were illusion.
He'd seen nothing to determine this false or true, so to wait...
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 11:01 am
"Clockson.. Solkax?
I.. I'm Nasra.. Just a prisoner here, really.. Nothing special.."
"Oh, don't sell yourself short, Nasra! You're very special!
You all are!
This, my friends, is the ever-changing world Alexria!
And your goal is to smash the fire orb that rests somewhere in this castle!
..Right now, anyways..
Oh, but I suppose first you must escape your cells, don't you?
The answer there is yes, if you didn't get it!"
"Well.. Clearly that speaker's the one behind our kidnapping.
Clearly he's the one to kill..
And I will personally execute him myself." The eyepiece pulsed blue.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 1:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 9:10 am
This [daily quote] has been delivered to [The Assassin of Chaos] for the price of [1,000,000,000,000] gold. Please deposit the [1,000,000,000,000] gold into the box, below.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 3:44 pm
(NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
NOT VIRTUAL MONETARY ITEMS OVER THE NUMBER OF ONE MILLION)
'Calm yourself, my friend,' Solkax replied to Death. 'Whilst he might be the one running the show, killing him will bring only temporary satisfaction to you. Although some days I do wonder...
'In any case, can you tell me anything about the other two here?'
Returning the conversation unfolding in front of him, he asked the Announcer, 'If possible, could you please at the very least explain why we're here? And also whether the cell containment is breakable without cause for self damaging.'
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