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Post by Raven8 on May 17, 2012 8:54:38 GMT -8
With the location of the dark dimenison colony now moved closer to the undernet, the rebuilding of creamland begins again. The island off the coast of Netopia has already been re-made, but now the true task begins; restoring the castle and all that remains....
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Post by "Bill" on May 17, 2012 12:41:27 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera arrived to what appeared to be a gigantic, desolate island. Finding the nearest building crew, she bowed to them.*
Embera: How can I assist?][/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on May 17, 2012 12:45:48 GMT -8
*The Normal Navis suddenly stop everything they're doing and stare at Embera for a moment, before one screams out...*
Normal Navi: .....IT'S EMBERA, THE WANTED CRIMINAL! EVERYONE RUN!
*Then everyone runs around like a flock of chickens with their heads cut off*
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Post by "Bill" on May 17, 2012 17:47:05 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera didn't have time for these unregulated schmoes to stop panicking, so she took the initiative. Stomping her foot, causing a few small, harmless fire geysers to shoot up in safe locations, she yelled at the workers.*
Embera: What I've done before isn't important! We've got a network to rebuild! Now, I'm here to help out, and we're going to bring Creamland back to its former glory!
*This patriotic side of Embera was unseen before. When did she care about Creamland before? Sure this is where she was born, but she didn't exactly save it from destruction. Perhaps it was the thought that it WAS her home, and that if anyone should be responsible for the clean-up and rebuilding, it'd be her.*[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on May 17, 2012 18:14:46 GMT -8
*As Embera tries to calm the group, they continue to simply run around screaming.... untill a familiar voice resounds from behind her*
?: Foreman, you are to calm down this instant.
*As if following the orders of a general, the foreman Navi and all others under him stop running about and return to work as a massive shadow is cast over Embera's form...*
?: Well now, if it isn't Ms. Embera....
*Behind Embera towers the iron form of KnightMan, a Navi who had not been seen since the event with the viral Navi in the dark dimension. With his yellow eyes glowing out from his great iron visor, he stands at ease before the solar empress, allowing his giant flail to simply rest at ease as he bows as deeply as his suit of armor allows out of respect*
KnightMan: I have heard much about your exploits since being restored, such as the skirmish that you were involved in near Element City. Tell me, how have you been?
*Warmth and dignity seem to eminate from the giant Navi, a warm interior glowing past the cold, hard exterior of the royal Navi*
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Post by "Bill" on May 17, 2012 18:22:01 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera bowed back to KnightMan properly. She may be native, but the bowing still felt weird. Smiling back to him, but soon fading, Embera's face looked sunken at Knightman.*
Embera: I've seen better days...I've heard a bounty's been put on my head after the events there...but more importantly...
*Embera shook her head...what was the best way to describe her situation?*
Embera: Let's just say...that the issue in Element City put me in a moral predicament. I was currently pursuing those ends until I got the call to come restore Creamland. I didn't know it was going to be as bad as it was...But that's no excuse. I'm here to make the best of the situation, and repair my honor with Creamland. How have you been, yourself, Sir?
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Post by Raven8 on May 17, 2012 18:33:00 GMT -8
*KnightMan gives a nod to Embera before looking back to the work at hand*
KnightMan: We can use all the help that you may have to offer. Thanks to charitable donations, we were finally able to re-secure the server space that Creamland once occupied. However, we first had to move the... colony.... out of the way. As such, we took the liberty of forcably relocating it near the Undernet and began rebuilding on our traditional lands.
*KnightMan takes a step forward and laughs under his breath*
KnightMan: ....and I suppose that I'm as well as can be expected of a Navi who remained deleted for a few months. They had to separate my data from out of the dark colony, which prooved to be quite dificult due to the actions of that.... creature....
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Post by "Bill" on May 17, 2012 18:39:33 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera felt re-assured by Knightman's gesture. It was good to have someone on her side in a way at least. She began assisting the workers while still calling back to KnightMan.*
Embera: Just what exactly happened that day you gave me my freedom?
*Embera did her best to keep her ears open over the grunts of workers exerting themselves over the equipment.*[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on May 17, 2012 20:33:48 GMT -8
*KnightMan sighs under his breath, still looking to the workers as they toil away*
KnightMan: ...over the years, I have learned that while it is good to listen to the stories of the day, believing them without question is a sure path to destruction. I believe that there is the potential for both good and evil within everyone... and, more importantly, that going by something as arbirary as a government-issued license to determine the nature of a Navi is absolutely absurd.
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Post by "Bill" on May 19, 2012 13:23:52 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera finished up with the first construct incredibly fast. Most of the surrounding workers were exhausted, but it didn't faze her at all. She walked over to Knightman and bowed reverently to him one last time.*
Embera: Thank you sir, for the talk, you've opened my eyes more to what is right. I must be on my way now, I've an important mission to complete.
*Taking three steps back from Knightman, Embera turned around and headed off to somewhere new.*[/glow]
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Post by kyuubi25 on May 25, 2012 21:41:09 GMT -8
Seemingly at the same time, three beams of light seemed to drop out of the sky. One black, one grey, and one red. The red one had been forcibly re-directed, and the black one had been drawn here mysteriously. All at once the beams dissipated, revealing three navis, in their prime, and more than willing to help their homeland. The red navi was wearing the green tempest uniform that she had liberated all those tears ago, and she was the first to notice an old face. She promptly turned to salute her superior officer. "Sir, it's good to have you back, Sir!" As for the other two, The one carrying the large blade spoke next, as he took a knee to the leader of this once great nation. "My liege, it has been far too long." As for the last one, he didn't bother with any of the pleasantries. He just got straight to work as he had never met Knightman before. However, he was stopped by Jinko. "You should at least show some respect to the one that commands this once great nation." All at once, Shade stopped what he was doing, and offered some words. "I understand that the two of you are interested in the bits and pieces of proper etiquette, but I came here to do a job, and that's all I'm gonna do. Nothing more, nothing less." And so, Shade continued working with the other construction navis, trying to hel out s much as he could, while the other two awaited a response from their leader.
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Post by notegg on Aug 20, 2012 11:46:24 GMT -8
Moving as quickly as possible, Sheep arrived at the construction site. He started shouting to no one in particular, "GUYS! GUYS! THERE'S A GUY WITH SIX ARMS AND HE'S LIKE, CLEARING THE JAIL IN NIGHTMARE CREAMLAND AND LIKE, STUFF IS GOING DOWN! GUYS! GUYS! GUYS!" Sheep hadn't really thought of what he was going to say, and now that it came down to it he was jumbling all the bits of information together. Hopefully somebody would be able to understand him.
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Post by notegg on Oct 6, 2012 16:12:47 GMT -8
Dropping off the papers to a nearby worker, Sheep heads to his home in Electopia.
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 13, 2012 17:43:23 GMT -8
The sky blackened and the seas swelled, and a vortex of hellish orange light tore a swirling hole in the clouds in the distance - above the island that was now the Dark Colony. The Master was reaching into the net once more.
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Post by Wackoguy on Oct 19, 2012 15:24:22 GMT -8
Bits and pieces of data assemble together within the area,taking on the form of a young navi. His eyes glance over the area and a sigh escapes from the navi's mouth,a somewhat bothered expression etched on his face.
"Not exactly what I'd expect to see..."
He looked at those working on the area and then up at the ominious weather.
"...that seems far from normal..." were the only words spoken.
Redirecting his glance to those nearby,the young navi approached one of the working Normal-navis,clearing his throat as he did so.
"Excuse me,is there any way that I could,possibly,assist you all here?" he asked,ruffling the blue hair atop his head subconsciously.
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