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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jun 11, 2015 20:33:27 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
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Forty-Five & Twenty (Wackoguy)
“It is you again,” the female that spoke had her body adorned in jewels and priceless stones. She had stood by a very familiar figure and mask that hid a face. It was adorned by butterflies, but her eyes were closed and hands were clamped together as if she was praying. The female had said nothing, but quickly, the one adorned with the sparkling stones blocked her from sight. Her hand reached out to GlassMan placing something in his grasp. “No need for alarm, I am on your side.” she said with a whisper.
“The maiden is praying...calming the darkness that lurks within this room. The figures behind the mask are us...but yet...they are not us. I believe you have encountered such corrupt souls on the net. We are also not an exception to the darkness. I...do not adore human toys, but nor do I adore the depths of darkness. My mistress also has a concern...there is something here that is not of this room...nor is a part of your world. She seems to fight now. If you dare find her, guide that spirit out from the reaches of this place. She does not belong here...but I admire her spirit. I think she has something to do with warding off the darkness that lurks within this room.”
The jeweled figure stepped right beside the praying maiden once more. Her eyes vigilant as she could see some of the eyes behind the mask darting to her direction, but also starting to laugh and snicker escalating from dull near silent whispers. “Make haste, Red Room traveler.”
Special Condition unlocked: GlassMan received Rush! Instead of rolling this turn, GlassMan can rush towards a party guest of his choose by simply declaring a number. Immediately, the room traveler will be charged at with no questions asked! This can only be used once per instance given.
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Twenty-Five & Thirty-Five (Genesis (Genesis))
“I don’t recognize him...sister. He looks....kinda...”
“Scary?! Of course you’d say that!”
The female voice had cried out from around the room. However, there was barely any noise whatsoever the next moment and seemed like no one within reach of Genesis. “Down here!” a hand slipped into Genesis’s eye sight and guided him down with a wave. There stood two: a male and female, that looked like twins from their attire. Their face was hidden behind masks of a blue and the other of a yellow, but they were particularly different. Both masks were two-toned and of the variant two colors. They seemed to be uniform, but in an opposite way, including how they dressed.
“About time you found me! I don’t know you though! You don’t look like the loser that was wondering in my room, nor has Yomi seen you in his either. So, you must’ve been talking to the muses...and if haven’t too bad! Maybe they could have told your sorry butts the truth and we would not have to worry about trying to do this whole cloak and dagger thing!” The young woman complained for days, but she seemed genuinely angry while the young male seemed to look away as if he was too shy.
“B-but sis...” he began, “H-he looks like he’s trying to help...a-and not to mention they found the pantheon. I think that’s why they are mad at us now...I think...”
“Can it!” the young woman said, “No time to talk! Give him your pow-” she stopped rolling her eyes. “You gave it to someone, didn’t you? Some loser that probably ain’t even making good use of it! Fine, I’ll give him my power instead! Let’s go!” the female reached back her right hand as she seemed to be holding a sphere of light. It crackled and boomed with the sound of a thunder storm in her palm. She casted it forth, striking Genesis in the chest and imbuing him with a strange power.
“That’s all we got! Hurry up and find the boy before these dark souls turn hostile!” the female cried with an angry face, “That’s right! I said it! Dark Souls! That’s what all these masks are at the party...well...some of ‘em. If we didn’t hide them behind masks using our powers, they would’ve killed all of you! Y-you’re...you’re welcome, loser!” she blushed as she said this, but she seemed genuinely interested in being helpful.
Special Condition unlocked: Genesis received the power Bolt! A rude charge! Any party guest can be picked out as many times as possible by simply declaring a number as the Thunder God has blessed you with the power of being a full-on bully. This can be used in place of a roll once per turn.
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Prowling Deeper~ (theguyiscalledsteve (RainMan) )
“Party?” the female naga rolled her eyes, “A sssssimple trick! A foolssss game to keep ussss from having what is rightfully ourssss. In due time…none of it will matter. You will all fail…and we will ssssqueeze the life out of this ploy of a party, just like thisssss simple little thought!” The female behind the mask had suddenly collapsed upon the floor as the snake’s body uncoiled. Her face landed flat on the floor and the mask remained. The colors of chestnut brown hair had turned a pale white and slowly but surely, the image of the slain woman faded away.
“But what do you care in the world of ssssspiritsss!” she quipped, “It issss not like you have anything to sssstake here. Right, Blue Room traveler?” her tongue seemed deadly as she glared on looking towards RainMan. Her body seeped a purple aura that seemed to magnify with each coiling movement of her serpent like body.
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Forty (Kazu (Enhancer) )
“You don’t seem none too interested in helping your friends.”
As Enhancer reached to tap the next figure, he was rudely interrupted by the feminine voice. There was a swift wind, and then following a powerful impact of a solid foot to his right side. The result of his prowling seemed to have attracted a guest with a blue mask, but her form was so distorted that it was the least likely feature. There was the big lop-rabbit-like ears, the body coveted by plating, and not to mention the very dark tint that was radiating from her body. She stepped back amongst a group of three guests that was amongst the room as they looked to Enhancer…chuckling…giggling…sneering…
“Six middle fingers on six hands, but none of them hold the candle to my six limbs.” the rabbit said that and chuckled afterwards amused, “Come on! Forget you and your friends little search. Come take a whack at me instead you six-armed freak.”
It seemed like Enhancer was being challenged. The only question now, would he oblige the lob-looking humanoid rabbit?
Special Condition unlocked: None
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Prowling deeper~ (Phreezey Breeze (Troik) )
“Scared? Ha!~” the attitude had changed, but only slightly. The silhouette of the figure had become tainted with a purple inky aura that cloaked the figure. Her eyes seemed to be filled with sadness, but the gaping mouth and three sculpted foggy face behind the female had implied everything of being something wicked and vile was speaking now. “I am not scared! Never shall I be scared! My lady is a fool and so are you! When I come to this surface…take over this wretched room, then you shall see just what real fear is!”
“You and your friends waste time. You are all fools for obliging this place with your probing and interfering. Leave now!”
She seemed adamant in pressing Troik to leave not just her…but the part as well.
Special Condition unlocked: None
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Four & Twenty-Five (Zane (Zane) )
*SWISH*
The sound of a blade cutting through the air as your hand was struck. It seems to not cause any physical damage, but a scar is left and makes an eerie glow of purple tint. The female with the swords on her side that accompanied the maiden draws close as she has each hand equipped with a Samurai Sword. She smirks, smugly, as she raises her blades intending to strike once more.
*CRASH!!!*
She dissolves into nothing. The only thing in her place is the body of a mallet’s head as the figure carrying it draws close. To your surprise, he’s short...VERY short and he has a two tone mask on. He observes your hand carefully as he looks up to you with a sadden smile.
“Are you okay?” he asks in a gentle, but shaky voice, “I-I am Yomi. No need to be alarmed. O-one of your friends is nearby and sissy is...uh...helping. I just saw that Dark Soul attacking you. They’re getting mean now that the pantheon was found.” Yomi frowns, “It looks like she stopped you from being able to use your abilities for a while. It should go away, but don’t be sad! Please, find your friend.”
Special Condition unlocked: Zane cannot use any special abilities other than a basic dice roll.
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Round: 4/5
The mysterious female party guest is singing a lovely prayer…
Half of the party guests have vanished! Numbers have shuffled to accommodate changes!
Dice Roll range has been reduced from 1 Through 50!
Parties: Enhancer | GlassMan | ??? (Before the next roll, GlassMan must decide to disband his connection with one party!) GlassMan | Zane | Genesis -
Values Rolled:
4 | 5 | 6 | 14 | 25 | 35| 38 | 40 | 41 | 45 56 | 57 | 62 | 65 | 67 | 68 | 79 | 88 | 91 | 92| 94 | -
________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: You are a guest among many in this crowded masquerade room, but this is still a game because you are a guest among hundreds here in a large throne room. Meeting each other will not be as simple as taking off your mask and revealing yourself to the world. Everyone will roll a die (1-100) at the beginning of their post as they try to Talk/Touch/Get Someone’s attention at the party. There are Two numbers that are absolutely vital to this puzzle. Rolling one will yield some info or possibly a lucky prize. Chatty Ditz: ----
Tagging: The characters you can use are: || Shast (Iria) || Raven8 (Gravity Beetle/Unity) || notegg (Finale) || B.o.B. (B.O.B.) || "Bill" (Embra) || Phen (Phoenix) || Xypher (Merrill/Xylia) || Wackoguy (GlassMan)
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Post by Zane on Jun 12, 2015 6:18:57 GMT -8
1-50
The gall! A blade had cut him and he planned to retaliate almost immediately after checking the damage. It didn't look like it had done much, but he didn't recognize the glow either. Before he could strike back someone else had instead, dissolving her into her. The mallet had crushed it, but the person who had done so was a midget. But that ability was so useful too...
"Ugh... fine. But a Dark Soul? This would be a hassle, trying to take them all down. This party isn't exactly a place to stick around in. But every party should be at least a little wild."
If there was one with a mask then there could be a dozen. He would search for his friend after. He still had to actually help find Xenkun. Then the rest would be them just taking care of business. He didn't plan on leaving the party that was likely to get hectic soon, that was for certain! Seeing things through just was part of his style if it matched his criteria.
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Post by theguyiscalledsteve on Jun 12, 2015 14:25:42 GMT -8
Rainman could only watch in confusion and bewilderment and the dead girl's hair slowly faded from a chestnut brown to plain white. Shortly after that, her body just...disappeared. It vanished from the room, without a trace. It was like she wasn't even there!
“But what do you care in the world of ssssspiritsss!” she quipped, “It issss not like you have anything to sssstake here. Right, Blue Room traveler?”
Rainman slowly started to step back from the naga/snake girl/women while looking around the room.
"H-how do you know that I went into the Blue door?!" Rainman asked he slowly started to back away. Was it time to fight? There didn't seem to be much time left as more and more party guests left, but...Rainman remembered what that women with the sword told him. He needed to find the truth before this "trail" ended, and it looked the truth was getting ready to show it's self. Rainman quickly looked both ways before looking at the naga one more time, "I do have something on the line. I need to help a "friend" get back to himself, and I can't do that if I fail here!" Rainman yelled before turning and bolting off. He needed to find the truth, he needed too!
1-50
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Post by Wackoguy on Jun 12, 2015 18:41:02 GMT -8
Immediately recognizing the studded being,Glassman almost took on a battle stance,but as she explained she wasn't an enemy,he found himself listening to her explanation.
If what she said was true,they'd have to hurry and QUICKLY!
Gesturing to her with a wave,Glassman thanked the familiar masked woman and darted off,weaving through the crowd like a man on a mission.
Rush activated!
"Hmm...50."
As the words left his lips,Glassman skidded to a halt near his chosen guest,attempting to get their attention.
-------------- (OOC: Already disbanded the party with Enhancer to join Zane & Genesis. o.o )
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Post by Kazu on Jun 12, 2015 23:39:25 GMT -8
It took a fraction of a second for his plasma to discharge into the air around him, leaving nothing but charged air to linger as he stumbled back. He retained his balance.
Pot's calling the kettle black, rabbit-girl.
He held his right side with his four lower arms, while his two top arms went into defensive positions, both of his forearms guarding his front with his fists balled.
I can't call people I don't know friends. I don't know any of these navis here. I don't even know why I'm here!
The rabbit's words would be met quickly with a pair underhanded lobs of crackling plasma! Both launched from his "injured" right side.
スパークリング ワイド プレッシャー!
One aimed for her, the other for what was the only constant fixture in the room, the singing guest!
1-50 1-50
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Post by Genesis on Jun 13, 2015 2:09:02 GMT -8
Exceed Unlimited + Bolt Triggered 1-50 Bolt = Party Guest 1
*Genesis blinked at first, confused as he didn't see who was speaking. Glancing around he didn't see her either, but in the end the hand slipped up into his line of sight that guided him to the right spot. Twins, huh? You could tell them apart from the masks and how they dressed, but they were practically one and the same, were they not? She seemed pretty upset about this, but he could understand how not telling the truth could cause problems.*
*They had found the pantheon and the male's name was Yomi. Twins... ah, that made sense then. But were they really relics to be forgotten? There was no time to think about that though, taking the bolt to the chest then. Hearing what they were explained the hostile air. He didn't actually know people who weren't hostile that had one. He reached down and patted the young woman on the head despite everything.*
"I'll do that. Thanks for looking out for us."
*He would try to use this power properly then, going off to try and find the boy while time was still left.*
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jun 15, 2015 7:57:51 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
---------------------------------- “There was no way they did not notice this!” ________________________________________________________
Fifty (Wackoguy)
...this party guest was different.
Anyone would notice it the moment that they walked up to the single table in the corner of the room amongst the throne. The delicate, frail hands were somewhat wrinkled as they lifted a fork and knife. There was not an agitated saw as you would expect, but one precise cut like that of a swordsman that glided across the plate, sliced at the tip of the triangular serving, and lifted the fork to her mouth as she readied to take a bite of...pizza?
“Good evening...GlassMan.”
She bit and chewed slowly, unconcerned for the very fact that GlassMan was right before her. She did not lift her face that was mostly visible. A black mask was sitting next to her plate and her hair was faded to a sleek gray. Very aged, but still sheen was the locks that poured down her back and were clipped in a fold that ran to her upper back. She had finally lifted her eyes to give a glance to the NetNavi. Afterwards, her hands sat down her utensils, neatly side by side next to the remaining slice of pizza, and the napkin used to dap at her cheeks as she cared not much for the leftovers, looking at them with a nod of satisfaction.
“You beings never cease to amuse me,” she spoke almost in a high taste of bravado, “Your creativity, your capacity for wonder, your limitless decisions. No matter how primal, you still have the ability to combine such immoral and illogical paths to come to answers that are so fulfilling...even for a fleeting moment. Something as simplistic as the numerous amount of toppings that can be placed on a slice of oven-baked bread.”
She spoke in such a wondrous voice that would remind you of a girl. However, everything about her tone seemed as if she lived ages...centuries...maybe even a millennia? The notion and feeling escapes you, but still, anyone could feel a sense of dread before the old woman. “I have nothing to offer to you, GlassMan. I highly doubt you are looking for me. Only the foolish, the desperate, and miserable look for the darkness. The only thing I can tell you is that eventually, you will meet me again, as you have in Element City. Darkness just...eventually comes to the surface like that. I just hope that time does not come soon.”
She looked to the distance as if something in the party was catching her attention. Something all the way opposite from where she sat lurked and shifted with the crowd closing in on it with what seemed like a speeding NetNavi. “If you please,” she gestured with a hand out towards the distant sight where Genesis was headed, “Protect Xen-kun, until then? I would like to enjoy the pizza a little while longer.”
Final Sum: (4) Rounds Posted x 200z (2) Key Character x 1,000z (2) Spirits x 100z 3,000z.
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Twenty-Four (theguyiscalledsteve (RainMan) )
“Diamond Tower!”
Jewels of black emerged from the ground. Dark stalagmites barred the way of RainMan, and afterwards pierced his body in certain areas before receding to trap him, if only for a moment. Standing outside of the structure was the crowned diamond tiara of a female figure with red eyes and a face sparkling with what seemed to be diamond dust. Her tint was darker than normal; an ominous purple that made her seem like she was a shade of amethyst. She laughed.
“No worries. It’s not as if I can kill you in such a place! However, that should slow you down if only for-”
She paused. There was something that distracted her in the distance. It seemed to be the perfect chance for RainMan to escape!
Final Sum: (5) Rounds Posted x 200z (1) Spirits x 100z (1) Inquiry x 500z (2) Avatar x 500z 2,400z.
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Eight & Thirty Eight (Kazu (Enhancer) )
Enhancer’s sudden assault made the rabbit disappear in a puff of black vapors that turned into nothingness. The other intercepted and tangled at the wrist by a wire and a rounded metal piece of equipment. The brunt of the impact was guarded against by the hilt of what seemed to be a sword. The plasma energy still crackled and scorched the weapon making the masked party guest on the other end draw back and stand by the singing maiden who, not even once, broke her focus as she continued her prayer.
“Well, this guy is stubborn. He doesn’t care who are allies and who are enemies.” The female drew back her yo-yo shaped gadget as it smacked into her palm. Her eyes through the green mask showing that she was somewhat intrigued by Enhancer. The other, who was calm and composed, looked to her with an uneasy expression in her eyes.
“He is not a Dark Soul...so he is not a t-”
“Target?” the female interrupted. Her palms tightening around her gadgets. “He’s wild, attacking the maiden, and plus he’s pretty annoying! Let’s just call this self-defense at this point!” The two had stared at him. One with excitement and the other with indifference stood before the maiden, readily to fight back.
“Oh!” The song ended. The maiden looked to the right of the room, feeling something as gentle as the wind sweep past her, her focus remained in the general direction it went to. “I know where he is!” the female dashed off quickly as she closed in on the other corner of the room. The two girls were left standing indecisive for the moment, until that is the swordswoman took it as a cue and ran behind the fleeing maiden.
“We’ll finish this later!” The gadget wielding female tucked her yo-yos into her pocket and took cue running behind the other two retreating women. Whatever was happening was drawing attention in the corner of a throne room.
Final Sum: (4) Rounds Posted x 200z (4) Spirits x 100z 1,200z.
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Thirty-Nine (Zane (Zane) )
“Only us ol’ spirits dwell here, hun.” This woman was a familiar sight, but just not to the fiery NetNavi. As she stepped forth, she tipped her cowboy hat with the barrel of her weapon. Her green eyes were revealed and her mask hiding most of her facial features. However, the hat itself was a dead giveaway if anyone seen this NetNavi before. “No worries here. I’m cool an’ calm as an ol’ pig in some mud. You on the other hand seem bothered.”
She had made her way to a nearby table from where they both stood. She sat, crossing her legs showing the spurs on her leather brown boots. “Ya’ know, hun. Ya’ shouldn’t worry too much about yourselves about this stuff. Tis’ not like its ya’ problem. But ya’ must be really nice to be fightin’ a battle here that ain’t yurs’. We jus’ some data fightin’ the darkness for domination here, and as you can see, they ain’t takin’ a likin’ to resistance.”
This was true.
She looked around seeing some of the figures cloaked in darkness closing in. Her right hand lifting revealing the open barrel of the old-style magnum shooter towards one of the party guests that approached her. “Get goin’ fore’ things get ugly. I am a capable gal.” Whether the fiery NetNavi held his ground for a moment while this masked party goer was approached by a Dark Soul was his choice. Either way, it seemed like there was something happening in the far corner of the room...
Final Sum: (4) Rounds Posted x 200z (1) Key Character x 1,000z (2) Spirits x 100z (1) Avatar x 500z 2,500z.
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One & Twenty-Eight (Genesis (Genesis))
“I remember you...”
The voice was not too distant. The location that Genesis rushed to was barren only for a minute. The blue eyes from the white mask had stared at him in wonder as the figure approached. His hand pointing to the Onyx Overlord seeming to retain a sense of wonder to see the powerful NetNavi up close.
“...you were in Element City. You helped Megami calm down.” he explained before drawing close. “I am sorry you got dragged into this. This place isn’t somewhere you should be able to access. I never knew a NetNavi could contain this much data. Then again, I have read books that certain NetNavis can contain Exabytes. One even used it to contain a massive amount of bug data that was beasts. However...this is amazing...”
The masked figure’s head dropped only for a moment. “A collection of NetNavi data sculpted after myths, legends, and the divine. They have their own personalities, therefore, their own souls...their own hearts. Do you think that’s what gives them their own power, too?” the young boy was rambling in his own fascination. After a while, he had simply shook his head, looking to Genesis as he seemed to be snapping out of his own fancy. He seemed oblivious to his very surroundings, the aggression that lurked, as he simply took the time to be merry with wonder.
“Sorry! I-I think we met before! My name is Xenneth. I am not really here though. I-I just kinda got my memory back....that is...after wondering around here...like the guests here, that call themselves spirits, I am just-“
Xenneth stopped as he was caught mid-explanation. His eyes went to the figures that were watching them. It seemed as if they were trapped in a perfect circle of spectators as the eyes of the individuals stared down him and Genesis. They seemed malevolent, not to mention hostile. “W-why...why are they looking at us like that?” he turned to Genesis hoping he would get an answer.
“It is because they can no longer be fooled by the masks.” One individual in particular had leapt so elegantly over the circle of gazing statuesque figures that it seemed like she was flying. She landed right beside the boy across from Genesis as she looked towards the two. She reached, quickly snatching the masks off their faces and hers as well. “They may be Dark Souls incarnates of us, but they are no fools. They have not attacked simply because they would diminish their own. Now, they can tell us apart. Too much time has elapsed.”
The blue fair-skinned female gazed towards Genesis. She had nodded her head in a tranquil and slow manner.
“Can you and your friends, fight?” the female asked looking to Genesis.
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Final Sum: (5) Rounds Posted x 200z (1) Key Character x 1,000z (3) Spirits x 100z (2) Avatar x 500z 3,300z
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Final Sum: @theremnantsoul (2) Rounds Posted x 200z (2) Spirits x 100z (1) Avatar x 500z 1,000z
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Final Sum: Phreezey Breeze (4) Rounds Posted x 200z (2) Inquiry x 500z (1) Spirits x 100z (1) Avatar x 500z 2,400z
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Final Sum: mirror (1) Rounds Posted x 200z (1) Spirits x 100z 300z
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Round: 5/5
________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: The game has been concluded and prizes have been distributed accordingly. Chatty Ditz: ----
Tagging: The characters you can use are: || Shast (Iria) || Raven8 (Gravity Beetle/Unity) || notegg (Finale) || B.o.B. (B.O.B.) || "Bill" (Embra) || Phen (Phoenix) || Xypher (Merrill/Xylia)
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Post by Zane on Jun 15, 2015 23:47:25 GMT -8
The cowboy hat. He remembered that one and the mask. Bothered... Yeah, that was true. As of late he was bothered quite frequently. He had a lot of things he didn't understand and most of all that was himself. He didn't understand his own actions from his own head.
It was like he had been watching someone else for months and didn't understand their motives or point of view. And it bothered him that the person was supposed to be himself. But then she hit him with yet another true point: he was worrying too much, wasn't he?
"...It's not about how capable you are or not."
He wasn't one to think about the details too much nor was he one to dwell on them. He was here now, so this was something to be involved in. So he would fight the good fight as he always had. That was one point he couldn't argue with the person who wasn't himself. So what if they were data or the darkness wasn't taking kindly to their resistance?
"If things are going to become a brawl, then I have no business running away before it even starts. I'd rather make things ugly myself!"
If that was how it was then fine. He would stand his ground and check on the far corner of the room later. He got too caught up in all of this. So he started things off in traditional fashion for himself: he punched at the figures cloaked in darkness that were closing in, a ball of flame launching from his fist to explode upon them in short order.
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Post by Genesis on Jun 15, 2015 23:56:56 GMT -8
*He recognized that voice easily enough from Element City. Pretty tough to not remember it despite the circumstances. Then he was right after all and had put the power to good use. That was fortunate that he managed to find him. Dragged into this was the right word, but he didn't mind. The youth seemed fascinated in what he was seeing instead before he snapped out of it. They had a marvelous core design, one that he would say was better than his own. Frankly his core design was simple, but it had been more than effective in all its years. He was a testament of that.*
*But even with that design, they would suffer the same thing as he had. More than likely, that was exactly what gave them their power. But hearts and souls could become twisted, much as his had long ago. Besides, power was a double-edged sword. He was one of the people who knew that all too well. Another thing from his origin that had plagued him for some time. But such thoughts were irrelevant right now. If this Xenneth was also another of these spirits, he would likely mirror his counterpart. And that would mean he couldn't protect himself.*
"And I am Genesis, Xenneth. We've met before, but..."
*It would seem that the explanation would have to wait. His eyes moved slowly, taking in the hostile circle. A peaceful resolution was impossible because of what they were, violet flickering once. They wouldn't be alone in this for more reasons than one, forgetting he had the mask until the female had snatched it away so quickly. It didn't serve a purpose any longer, so it was time to get to work. He nodded back to her, though for once it was accompanied by a small smile of sorts from him.*
"Can we fight? For many of us it happens to be our calling card, myself included."
*Even if this was their opponent, he was fairly certain that some of them would start attacking first. The black energy surged from both gauntlets, coursing and at the ready. With the first goal achieved it was time to cut to the chase.*
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jun 16, 2015 5:12:32 GMT -8
"You make threat to Troik, but Troik not afraid. Troik know you have ambition. It does not scare Troik. But Troik not have reason to fear. Why does pretty lady want this? Troik not want interfere, just to find way to make everyone happy. Do other guests not like 'your lady', miss?"
Troik again knelt, looking at the woman with a trusting sense. He may not trust many people, but if someone didn't just outright kill him, and showed only what he saw as a slight disinterest in him, maybe they weren't so bad?
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Post by theguyiscalledsteve on Jun 16, 2015 8:13:48 GMT -8
As Rainman ran away from the naga he suddenly saw a bunch of black jewels emerge from the ground and run towards him. He barely had any time to react, and before he knew it he felt the sensation of having his pierced with the stalgiments , thankfully he managed to avoid getting the important areas hurt. After that happened the stalgiments receded, but Rainman was now trapped. Outside of his cage a lady stood there, she had a weird purple glow which was most likely NOT normal.
"Is the glow apart of the puzzle..?" Rainman thought to himself.
“No worries. It’s not as if I can kill you in such a place! However, that should slow you down if only for-”
Rainman's captor then lost her attention as she looked in the far corner of the room. Looking around the room, it looked like everyone was becoming hostile, without a doubt a fight was about to break out. Rainman needed to get out of the trap to help his friends!
"Let me go! Take this!" Rainman shouted as he caused a giant wave to appear in front of him from inside the cage, would this wash it away? If not, at least it would catch his captor off guard at least.
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Post by Wackoguy on Jun 16, 2015 12:10:37 GMT -8
A bit baffled by the 'partygoer' he had met,Glassman simply watched and listened as she mentioned how they had met in Element City before...that narrowed things down considerably. So much so that he had no doubt who he just met...
As she directed her attention to the other side of the room,Glassman couldn't help but notice the impending fight that was about to take place. With Xenneth apparently in the midst of it-!
Turning in the direction that the mysterious woman had looked in (and that was getting the most attention), Glassman prepared to hurry over there,uttering the few words "Enjoy your pizza,Miss." prior to his departure from that side of the room.
Even though some of what she said awakened an uneasy feeling in himself,Glassman knew it was time to regroup-!
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jun 20, 2015 1:08:32 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
---------------------------------- “There was no way they did not notice this!” ________________________________________________________
The warriors had either only begun to put up a valiant fight or were just warming up…
As RainMan freed himself with a powerful wave of water that washed the corrupt Jewel from his sight, there was the cowgirl who fired rounds of bullets in a barrage to any shadow that swooned close to herself or Zane. From the expression on her face, she seemed to have had fun watching him punch through the closest inky, black form that dashed to him. That however did not stop the action as even by Troik, the shadows loomed and swept from the sky and ground. They were met with a swift and decisive blow from the needles that had come from the wrist of the female NetNavi that continued to belittle him.
“Chatter is over you big lump,” Venomess revealing herself as she slipped her mask from her face, “Save the politics for later. I have to clean my Lady’s house.”
Venomess had stood with her fingers carrying small scalpels like throwing knives. Her eyes shifted left to right, even to see Shiva who floated aside by Genesis and Xenneth sweep her hands about making a sheet of ice covet the ground before them. The shadows that were in its path turned to blue, then white, and became living statues made of ice while she twirled about clustering them around until they centered themselves in the middle of the room.
“A simple ‘yes’ would have sufficed, but…” the freezing NetNavi said pointing to the straying shadows, “Your warrior spirit may be called for to battle against ‘that’ spirit.”
Shiva pointed to the shadows that fled and gathered in one place, in the center of the room. The four lights of the torches turned from their vibrant and colorful hues to a purple with an ominous black silhouette that turned the atmosphere to match it. The yellow eyes of the unstable black blob stared at everyone while the other shadows and dark soul counterparts of the room guests swept their being to the center of the room with the mysterious blob. One by one, they merged with it, their concrete forms lost in its cloudy body that grew and grew until it was five times the size of any normal NetNavi and even seemed to grown large enough to stare Troik right into his eyes. It was then that it collapsed in one swift heap sending out a shockwave. The form compressed to be humanoid and there stood…
“…Greetings, my friends!”
The form was familiar and so was the figure. The pure skin with the chestnut brown hair that draped from her head was unmistakable. Not to mention there were the open large eyes with the blue irises that gazed out to each and look at the NetNavis with a cheerful smile. The female’s clothing was off colored as the familiar blue tints were draped for red, and the white veil skirt was instead black. Either way, the violet haired boy could not mistake her.
“Megami…” Xenneth had watched as the female replied.
It was only with a courteous nod that she acknowledged his tone; the violet haired boy’s scarce and unsteady tone as he gazed at the female who looked upon them with glee.
________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
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Post by Genesis on Jun 20, 2015 20:46:09 GMT -8
*He felt as though a simple 'yes' wouldn't have been sufficent enough. But it looked like the shadows had all gone to make one form, crossing his arms in front of himself and bracing for the shockwave. His cloak billowed with its force, but he stood his ground. Yes, this made sense. By at least some part of the nature of this place, then something like what happened was easily possible, wasn't it?*
"This spirit, then? Is it a combination of all the possibilities held by the one? Or at least their darkness. Still..."
*Her cheerful nature wasn't a total sign of good. Being cheery wasn't reserved just for the good. Those who could be considered bad, wrong, or evil could be cheerful on their own just as well. He didn't need to attack just yet. He had to at least decipher the nature behind it a bit more to consider an approach for that attack. Even if it appeared to be Megami, appearances did not speak for everything and discretion was sometimes the better part of valor.*
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2015 10:42:53 GMT -8
Warrior had stepped back for a while to watch the scene play out. In the end, Megami seemed to have appeared before them. Though her entrance and attire seemed a bit more malicious than her character, Warrior had seemed miss that part and was just happy to see a familiar face among others still here.
Warrior presumed the opposite of Genesis. Cheerful nature accompanied with a friendly face was clearly a sign of good in his mind. The differences didn't go unnoticed of course, but her gleeful expression sort of negated whatever expectations he had had about the massive black blob she'd just come from or the trembling shockwave that followed suit.
"Megami. Where've you been this entire time?"
Something about the situation felt a tad out of place, he just couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly. He approached Megami as he greeted her -- she seemed to be the center of attention right now, after all. Definitely the center of his at least, but that was nothing new.
Warrior hadn't really heard any of the other conversations that had gone on since his brief interaction with Yomi and Senshi, so naturally he was pretty out of the loop right now.
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