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Post by Xypher on Feb 28, 2012 11:45:42 GMT -8
Merrill nods.
"Aye. I understand. Twas just a suggestion in case the Joe's fail. I pray they don't. In the mean time, What would you like us to do?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2012 14:44:46 GMT -8
Ruin growled at Terra, this is what he gets for being helpful? A leash? Hardly his idea of gratitude. He'd have to find a way to remove this thing after this ordeal was finished. At the very least, he'd much rather work for Terra than some corrupt fools at the ONB, at least the Stardroid knew what he was doing. Still, Ruin was not happy with this turn of events.
Ruin: "Grrr.. Fine, I'll play along. Not like I have much a choice a this point. So if I'm this important now, you mind tellin me what this crystal does exactly? If I'm gunna be on this leash, I should at least know that."
Phenoix wasn't happy about the leash on Ruin either, He kept his own essence in Ruin though so he could more easily track him at the least. Though amdist all this conflict and their now total alliance, one thing struck Phen. The Stardroids seemingly appeared out of nowhere, to suppress this threat that at the time, the rest of the net new nothing about.
Phenoix: "This may not be the time, but with our current situation being waiting on the Joes, I do have a question for you.. Terra. Where did you come from anyway? Not only did you appear to usurp the ONB's power to surpress this threat as you could, but you knew about it before any of us had even heard of it. Just who, or What are you?"
[gogo backstory]
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Post by Raven8 on Feb 28, 2012 16:52:04 GMT -8
*Terra looks back to RUin and Phenoix*
Terra: To both of you; that information is on a need-to-know basis, and neither of you need to know. Suffice to say that without me, this entire world is lost.
[Stopstop backstory]
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Post by Shast on Feb 28, 2012 20:42:00 GMT -8
[bgcolor=3D3D3D] Her stare never leaving Terra even as others spoke. If looks could kill she would have committed murder on a third of the room by now, starting with the Stardroids. Terra demanded she drop the values that she was built around. That might as well be asking himself to do the same, an unlikely scenario for droid like him but an impossible task for a navi like herself.
After the others spoke she voiced her own opinion, the speech remained as serrated as could be but was a little softer. I don't know where you're from so I don't expect you to care what happens to it after this creature is dealt with and you leave. However you do not dismiss the values set in place like 'right' and 'wrong'. Those words hold more value to the common navi than you could imagine.
Internally, she halfheartedly believed the droid would actually listen to her, though he did mark Ruin so he could be controlled in some way. Even if it was only after he admitted to owning an important crystal. Then a thought occurred to her on the concept of 'need to know' information. Her sharpened tongue replaced with a rusty polite dialect.
I'd like a word with you later. Privately.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2012 20:53:48 GMT -8
Iria wouldn't be the only one committing murder with her eyes. Under the visor of his helmet, the indigo colored mercenary glared at everyone, from Iria to Terra, then to Ruin and Merill.
???: You're not the only one who needs a word with someone later.
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Post by Shast on Feb 28, 2012 21:06:57 GMT -8
[bgcolor=3d3d3d]Iria had almost forgotten about him. She replied with utmost sincerity.
Ah, I almost forgot you had arrived. Yes, we will discuss it shortly.
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Post by Raven8 on Feb 28, 2012 21:42:25 GMT -8
*Terra turns to Iria one more time*
Terra: If you're still blind enough to care through this in spite of all we're facing, then you have no place here. Things can go back to the normal lines when this is all over, as they should. But for now, all they'll do is create barriers to our very survival.
*Terra then turns his back on Iria*
Terra: ...and consider your audience request denied.
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Post by "Bill" on Feb 28, 2012 21:59:30 GMT -8
*As the Joes by M had him restrained, they did the next thing that came to mind in their protocols, to escort him to the leader. They began a slow trek through the building, silent, attentive, and automatic. The escorted him into the elevator, and awaited the trip to the destination. Upon reaching the destination, they came across two City Patrol guards outside the Commander's room, whom signed to the Joes with Maelxus that they were not permitted entry in their own unique hand-symbols. Understanding the code, the navis holding M in possession immediately locked him to the floor, waiting for the all-clear to enter and present their captive.*
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Post by Deleted on Feb 29, 2012 10:39:48 GMT -8
Too important to let roam free but not important enough to know why he's too important. What a load of crap, either way, Ruin didn't like just standing around, he wanted to do something, even if it was just to get out of this place. Besides, the blatant hostility coming from Iria was surprisingly not as welcome to Ruin as normal.
Phenoix felt a similar way, It was because of navis like Iria that the net is in such a state of disarray. Still, His job earlier was done, he should return to Netopia to await further instructions from Toxin, as well as to inform him about Ruin's situation.
Phenoix: "Well it seems we have our priorities done, I'll be off for a time. Contact me if anything comes up that I should know about. And I'll be sure to stay away from that... thing."
With that, Phenoix himself turned into a beam of light, shooting out of new life and off into the distance.
[Phenoix Location Change: Elsewhere]
Ruin: "So do you still need me here? Or can I go too?"
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Post by Kman on Mar 1, 2012 10:57:54 GMT -8
[bgcolor=black]Agile had remained quiet during the loud ruckus that had occurred. First there had been Iria, talking down to the rest of them on the nature of their plans...and then some Darkloids had showed up. He didn't really know any of them personally, though it was difficult not to know who Ruin was, given that there were assignments all over the ONB to capture him. There were enough pictures of the Navi from all angles that Agile likely could've created a full 3D render of him from just the stock imagery alone.
He had drawn his blade at this point, agreeing pretty heavily with Iria on the matter. Darkloids, regardless of their allegiance, were Darkloids. They needed to be put down like the mad dogs that they were. However, before he'd had a chance to move (which was fairly impressive,) another force made itself known in the ONB: Terra. At the sight of the Stardroid, Agile had quickly sheathed the blade, not wanting to anger the former/current leader of the Stardroids. However, just as soon as he arrived, the Joes in the room had immediately turned on the rest of them, and, ready to fight for his digital life, Agile gripped the hilt in an iaijutsu stance, ready to slice the Joes to pieces.
More chaos broke loose then, with Iria and Terra entering into a near-shouting match as the Joes were allowed to relax their guard. Eventually, aside from Ruin getting his wrist broken by Terra and then mended by the golden, winged Navi, things began to settle down. At least, on the surface they were settled, though Agile could tell this atmosphere was incredibly tense. It wasn't something that he preferred, as he would've liked to have the mood a little bit more...upbeat. But beggars couldn't be choosers.
He glanced to Terra, a slight smirk on his face. He had met Terra only once, as he'd been inducted into the ONB shortly before things had gone awry at Creamland and all the Stardroids had been abducted. So naturally, he assumed the leader of the Stardroids wouldn't recognize him; there were far more pressing things on the table at the moment. "Are there any assignments for the rest of us, Supreme Commander Terra?" he inquired, somehow managing to keep any mocking tone out of his voice, regardless of the grandiose title he had bestowed on the Stardroid. "I'm certain that most of us will go stir-crazy if we're just supposed to stand around and wait for news."
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Post by Shast on Mar 1, 2012 16:34:39 GMT -8
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*bink* she heard the subtle noise, signaling the Joes wished to enter. Had they returned already...? No they just left. Iria thought to herself as she walked over to the door and opened it, allowing them to enter and unlocking the floor for their captive so he may enter. Then she returned to her spot across the room.
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Post by Opera Staccato on Mar 1, 2012 16:36:29 GMT -8
Opera appears in the standard Navi teleportation visual, then takes a look around. Yes, things were definitely happening here.
Opera: Okay, can anyone get me up to speed on what's happening here? *gestured towards Terra* Didn't he get unexisted by Samhain or something? Of course, anyone sufficiently awesome can come back from that, and actually permanently deleting even a regular Navi is difficult, never mind a Navi of his caliber. Which brings me to my proposition. I have a potential plan for this new entity, but I've calculated that it is about 20% crazier than is necessary to work. Does anyone even care what I think?
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2012 3:46:57 GMT -8
Ruin vaguely remembered this navi, she was there in his first combat with the creature. Last he remembered, she was trying to befriend it, the fool. Ruin highly doubted any plan this navi would have could do anything. Especially with there being a fine line between crazy and stupid. And this navi may have very likely crossed it.
"Theres a fine line between crazy and stupid. I've seen your tactics dealing with it before, we can't befriend something like that."
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Post by Vilicious on Mar 2, 2012 8:22:30 GMT -8
M floated forward into the room, head bowed and contemplative. The trek up had given him time to figure out what he meant to say, but not quite how to say it... the intention had been to return to and inform the ONB at such a time as the Undernet was reopened, once Toxin was well underway, but the order of the plan had been dashed. No matter, he mused, Toxin knows his job well. And so he maintained his position, casually noting the presence of each navi there, until he reached Ruin: Something akin to anger flashed across his brow for one infinitesimal moment, leaving only a faint trace of furrowing where it had been. The slightest breeze passed between the two navis, and in Ruin's mind a message formed like a thought. <'It was implied to me and mine that you would be recruiting for The Chaotic, not fraternizing with the highest of the ONB.'>
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Post by Opera Staccato on Mar 2, 2012 9:18:26 GMT -8
Opera immediately goes on the defensive, socially.
Opera: Hear me out about that. My theory was that since the Titan was copying what we were doing, attempting something other than attacking it would result in something other than being attacked. It turns out that I was wrong, but the plan made sense with the amount of knowledge I had. That's not my suggestion though. I have at least two plans to delete this thing, now that I think about it, but you're probably not going to like either of them.
Opera, due to dual-core processing, had been multitasking, looking over the data logged by her automatic attack routines. Her data suggests one thing.
Opera: Incidentally, and this has nothing to do with either plan of mine, I've found something unusual about this Titan. There's the expected empty space for storing learned abilities, but there's also an enormous amount of recursion. It's as if every fibre of its being is written in every other fibre. If true, this means that it will die when it is killed, and be impossible to revive.
(OOC: She's probably referring to whatever is represented by the Endless Vigor skill, which if I'm reading it right, will cause it to permanently have 0 max HP once reduced to 0 HP for the first time, causing it to die on entry forever.)
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