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Post by xoDeathy on Aug 30, 2018 16:55:33 GMT -8
In a quieter area of Netopia, a park consisted of multiple routes and trails for Navis that enjoy scenic and adventurous views. A few roads down, leading towards Rammount, stood a shack across from a hot dog stand.
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".. so uh, ya gonna buy anything bud or you just gonna stand there?"
Navi Joe said to SILENT_CLOAK, who just continued to stand menacingly and stare at him with his endless void of a face underneath his hood.
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Post by Nightshade on Aug 30, 2018 17:07:31 GMT -8
"Alright boys. Where's the whippersnapper?"
Thprn casually strolled in, grinning, cocky as ever. He threw away the holoscreen he was holding with a map of the area and stretched. "I'll give the guy...10 seconds to hide before I start looking for him. One two three..."
Power exploded from the Darkloid, cracing the ground beneath."Ten. Alright mah man. Swiggity Swooty I be coming for da booty"
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Post by xoDeathy on Aug 31, 2018 10:13:53 GMT -8
The overwhelming presence of DarkPower scared the singular customer about to pay for their hot dog, but ran away with the hot dog at the sign of Thorn. The Hot Dog Vendor NormNavi slowly turned his head to Thorn.
"... dude."
Navi Joe then peaked out of his shack.
"He's literally standing right here man! He won't stop looking at me!"
SILENT_CLOAK responded simply by turning his head to Thorn, his two white flames of eyes sparking into existence.
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Post by Nightshade on Sept 1, 2018 6:38:53 GMT -8
Thorn rolled his eyes. He walked over to Cloak, picked the guy op over his head and began walking away.
"This is mine now. You're welcome. Go back to whatever you're doing."
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Post by xoDeathy on Sept 1, 2018 8:52:53 GMT -8
To Thorn's surprise, CLOAK was actually hardly anymore weight than his cloak despite his towering height. In fact, it felt as if cloak had no internal body. As Thorn began to walk away, CLOAK began to enjoy the ride like a small child.
"WHERE ARE WE GOING. IS IT SOMEWHERE MORE FUN THAN HERE? I'D RATHER JUST STAY HERE INSTEAD. THERE'S TONS MORE FUN TO BE HAD HERE."
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Post by Nightshade on Sept 1, 2018 10:20:29 GMT -8
Thorn used his shoulder to trnsport Cloak around. the guy being that light even allow Thorn one free hand. To think someone had put up a warning for just this guy.
"You're going to behave like a good navi now and not bother that guy with your antics. Unless you want me to snap you in half. 'Casue I can do that, you know. No ONB to stop me from dealing with things in a more...permanent way."
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Post by xoDeathy on Sept 1, 2018 10:47:42 GMT -8
"UNDERSTOOD. WILL NOT BOTHER NAVI JOE. MAY I INSTEAD BOTHER YOU? YOU SEE, I HAVE A STORY OF MY OWN. I'M MORE THAN JUST A CLOAK."
Back at the shack, Navi Joe just shook his head as he began to right a new paper for sale. 'Suspicious Cloaked Navi Secretly OP' was it's title but he didn't like it much so he tore it up and threw it out.
'You Will NOT BELIEVE What Was under His Good!! Exclusive Reveal'. Another decent one, but still tossed aside.
'Navi Joe's Information Shack -- The Cloakening'. There. A perfect title. Navi Joe brought the paper to the back of his shop and began printing.
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Post by Nightshade on Sept 1, 2018 11:29:22 GMT -8
"Really now? Well then... do tell." Thorn replied, somwhat curious, somewhat amused. He grabbed the cloak and in one motion he wore the other navi. It was a snug fit.
"You do look like a cloak to me mate. A cool one, but a cloak none the less." The darkloid added, pulling the hood over his head. "Snuggly fit. So, let's hear this story of yours."
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Post by xoDeathy on Sept 2, 2018 6:36:31 GMT -8
"IT ALL STARTED, WHEN I WAS JUST A WEE CAPE..."
Thorn actually wearing CLOAK caused him to be able to visualize CLOAK's memories as his own. There was a Navi who wore a very, very small cape that only wrapped around his neck and went hardly a few inches down his back, accompanied by a beautiful gold bow encrusted with amethyst gems. That small cape was CLOAK.
In the next scene, we see the same Navi, decked out in silver knight like armor, an even bigger gold bow but this time with diamond encrusts, and a sick looking moped that he'd attempt to pick up lady female Navis with. CLOAK was still the same small looking cape.
Finally, we once again see the decorated Navi. Full gold platemail armor, shoulder pads bigger than the sun, a bow that could rival the Gods, and an ego higher than a skyscraper. He wore no cape. It lay on the ground, stepped on, ripped at... craving revenge. It emerged with it's own will, grew taller and taller, and devoured the armored Navi, white eyes of flame now appearing for his only facial features.
"... NOW DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"
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Post by Nightshade on Sept 2, 2018 7:12:37 GMT -8
Thorn hummed as he walked around town, memories not of his own flashing in his mind.
"Uh. Yeah. I can relate to that." The darkloid commented, grabbing the sides of the cape and covering his entire body with it. There was something strange about that weird navi. The cloak's powers were somewhat soothing his soul.
"I too was discarded, by my netop no less. I was a normal navi, a few years back. One of the older models. And I was pretty good at fighting. Maybe a little too good at it. My ex-netop was obsessed with battling, and I was more than happy to oblige to his requests. That is, until we got somewhat famous, and money was thrown into what should just have been casual fighting.
An innocent bet between friends. A bet that we obviously won. If I didn't win that...maybe I wouldn't be like this. See...every Darkloid was once a regular navi. You only become dark if you make excessive use of DarkChips or DarkAccessories. Then, if your Darksoul consumes you...well it's not a pretty thing.
My ex-netop would then slowly descend into a circle of illegal net fighting and dirty money. I was...too cocky to really notice it. Too into winning fights one after the other. Until one guy got us good. Needless to say, that costed a heftly amount of money...and you know how these kinds of story go. Gambling is quite the addiction.
I didn't know he had used a DarkChip during our next fight. But boy did it feel good...and powerful. It's like getting an adrenaline rush, but ten times the power. There was only one problem. Each passing day I needed more. I kept on winning at first, making my partner win some good money. But after time and time again my code was getting corrupted by DarkChips to the point where I needed a couple dozen of DarkChips uploaded in my code within two hours to just not go crazy.
My netop grew tired of "wasting money" into the DarkChips I craved so much by now my performance began to become less than optimal...and it ended with him throwing me in the garbage bin in favor of a military grade navi bought with the money I made him."
Thorn didn't really need to tell his tale, if Cloak's mind was now linked with his as he wore him, he would have to guess his own memories would be transferred to him as well. He snuggled a little tighter in Cloak.
"You know...if you want we could stay together for a little while. I don't mind wearing you, you're very silky soft. I can't fathom why your old navi would do that to you. I could use a pair of wings if you'd allow me to tailor you a little..."
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Post by xoDeathy on Sept 2, 2018 7:33:54 GMT -8
"YES. YOU HAVE ALSO BEEN THROUGH A TERRIBLE FATE YOURSELF. YOUR FATE SOMEWHAT REMINDS ME OF MY MASTER. YOU ARE INDEED A STRONG INDIVIDUAL, I CAN FEEL IT, BUT UNFORTUNATELY I CAN'T SPEND TOO MUCH TIME WITH YOU, MY MASTER WOULD GET JEALOUS. WE CAN CHAT FOR A WHILE LONGER THOUGH, JUST LIKE THIS."
The next lines he whispered to Thorn's mind.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE BRUNT OF THE SITUATION? HAS NSD FAILED TO INFORM YOU THAT YOU HAVE WORK TO DO? DO THEY MISTREAT YOU AS WELL, JUST LIKE YOUR NETOP IN THE PAST? ARE THEY JUST TREATING AS ANOTHER WEAPON? THERE ARE PEOPLE UNDER ATTACK AS WE SPEAK, AND A CITY IS IN PERIL.
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Post by Nightshade on Sept 2, 2018 8:00:28 GMT -8
Thorn chuckled. "I'd love to meet your master and ask if I could keep you. I really relly like you, you know?"
Thorn tilted his head as Cloak asked a slew of questions. He gave a long sigh.
"Nah. Nebula System Dynamics isn't a security force. We are a Private Security Provider Agency, but we can't do what the ONB can. If soemone from goverment official doesn't call us, we can't really just go there and do stuff. We need some kind of legal contract to act. It's bad, I know. People are in trouble. But Bayside can count on lots of very strong water navis. Sharkman is there too, and the guy is a legend.
As per your other questions...No, they do not think I am a weapon and they do not mistreat me. They are kinda like a family to me. Dervish, Nine...even that triggerhappy weirdo of Rein."
It seemed that the poison navi was somewhat sad he would have to give up Cloak sometime soon. "We aren't ONB nor NIA. And our own agency has been crippled severly. It does not help that navis all over the world are going insane."
The dragon hummed again, walking over a mirrowed glass and looking at Cloak currently resting on his shoulders. "Say, Cloaky, since we can stay together for a little while more...can you shift forms...if so, can you turn us cooler?"
Inside Thorn's head flashed the image of a dragon wrapped in a sea of black, rune riddled bandages. It was the image of an old rpg, a picture representing a Sealed Dragon, one of the most powerful creatures of the game. Thorn was wondering if cloak could indeed change his form depending on the wearer.
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Post by xoDeathy on Sept 3, 2018 19:19:14 GMT -8
"I'M SURE MASTER WOULD BE MORE THAN PLEASED TO MEET YOU. IN FACT, I'M SURE MASTER WOULD RATHER ENLIST YOU TO JOIN US. YOUR TALENTS ARE BEING WASTED IN SUCH A DYING ORGANIZATION. DON'T YOU WANT YOUR OWN TIME TO SHINE?"
SILENT_CLOAK examined the image in Thorn's mind. Such a task would be a piece of cake, but it wouldn't match the height that Thorn wished for. He would be of similar appearance, only at his current height.
"SIMPLE ENOUGH."
CLOAK'S white flames turned off as he encased the entirety of Thorn, quickly replicating the image of seals and the sealed dragon, adding a good bit of thickness to Thorn despite not being able to add height.
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Post by Nightshade on Sept 5, 2018 15:25:48 GMT -8
Thorn murred as he felt the alluring touch of darkness swallow him whole. He observed as cloak shifted and changed around his body, adding his own personal spin to his mental image that would soon turn into a reality.
He was a sealed dragon alright. Such a complex design replicated so easily and effortlessly. Not to mention the increase in mass or at least a more buff look. Thorn wouls spin around, stretch and try to pull at the seals on his body. Everything light and elastic, one could feel the dark powers oozing from the seals in the form of faint purple mist.
So that was how it felt commuting with another soul of dark. Saying Thorn was revelling in the pleasant feeling of power would not be enough. He loved it. The Dark Power was bliss to his body.
"...bring me to him." The now jet black dragon stated, calm, observing how Cloak's influence further took hold of him. His eyes had lost color in favor of two silver irises. He wondered if he could still take off Cloak, but in all honesty...he didn't really want to. "I wish to meet Master Rosario." He repeated, allowing the other soul within his body to lead him to their destination.
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Post by xoDeathy on Sept 19, 2018 9:22:18 GMT -8
CLOAK felt pride in his work, fieldwork isn't something he got to do everyday when used consistently as a means of teleportation. Not that he minded it, though.
A red beeping could be slightly heard by Thorn as CLOAK suddenly dissipates from his body, reappearing in another location.
"MY APOLOGIES. I HAVE AN URGENT CALL TO ATTEND TO. UNFORTUNATELY, YOU WILL HAVE TO MEET LORD ROSARIO ANOTHER DAY. YET, I GUARANTEE YOU THAT YOU CAN MEET HIM SOON. HE'S A LITTLE.. BUSY AT THE MOMENT."
With very little emotion in his voice, as stupidly as he entered, he left just as so.
Gone.
<Closing Thread> <CLOAK claims 40/400, Resource nets 120>
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