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Post by Snakeskin on Jul 20, 2011 11:32:21 GMT -8
Thorn continued to wander around the Kotobuki network after his companions had left... after all, they had taken the only two big cities he could think of. He sighed out of boredom as he walked through the corrupted landscape, searching for signs of anything unusual. Who knows? Maybe what the mysterious stranger had been searching for was right beside him all along. Simulated life is strange like that sometimes.
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Post by notegg on Jul 24, 2011 11:31:11 GMT -8
Sorrow: Hello.
A mysterious man in a black cloak approached the virus, and placed his hand on his shoulder.
Sorrow: You look quite powerful. I could make quite a use out of someone powerful.
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Post by Snakeskin on Jul 31, 2011 13:31:24 GMT -8
Thorn turned to look at the cloaked figure, surprised by what he had said. Powerful? By navi standards, Thorn was rather weak and would be the first one to admit so. Perhaps this fellow had, like the last one, recognized him as a virus. He WAS fairly powerful for one of those... and either way, he was interested in the offer this man seemed to have. He'd already grown frustrated by this search for the Revolution out in the middle of nowhere.
"And what would that use be, hmmm?"
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Post by notegg on Aug 1, 2011 7:01:47 GMT -8
Sorrow: Well, I need somebody who can help me spy on the revolution. Particularily Embera. Now you needn't have to work for me, but I think I have something you may find interesting.
The mysterious cloaked Navi revealed a bookmark he was holding that led to the machine he had found before.
Sorrow: I also know where the revolution is, incase you were wondering.
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Post by Wackoguy on Aug 10, 2011 12:01:25 GMT -8
Before Thorn could respond to Sorrow's offer,an e-mail reached him,almost unnoticeably...
To: Thorn.Vir;InfoSearch.exe Subject: The Revolution
Body: Rammount Castle's network,ASAP!
-Glassman.exe
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Post by Unknown on Sept 22, 2011 22:24:28 GMT -8
A dark, deep, booming voice filled the air.
"Residents of Earth's Net. This is to inform you that as of today, you have a new world power. I am Lord Samhain of the Dark Dimension, and since I've gotten your attention, I'm going to explain a few things to you."
"My dimension is a glorious place where evil and darkness rule, demons run free through nightmarish streets, and all that I say is law. But I've always longed for more - and luckily for me, centuries ago I discovered an incredible power. Once a year, during the most unholy of seasons, I have the ability to enter the Net Worlds of other dimensions for a certain amount of time. Soon I discovered I could bring a small scouting army with me, and no one would stand in our way. Within five years, my glorious rule had extended to five interdimensional colonies. I assume you can see where this is going."
"I have captured your dimension's kingdom of Creamland and made it my colony, changing it to suit my preferences. Those silly ONB enforcers are gone. The populace and former rulers of Creamland are imprisoned. And my scouting army has overrun the island. Truly, it is a sight to behold."
"On Halloween at midnight, I will be returned to my own world - sucked through a mighty interdimensional portal. But that portal's immense surge of power will seal my curse and make what you called Creamland my 666th colony - forever. In my absence, the mighty general Nightwind shall rule as governor - and I can assure you that any foreign hostility will be swiftly and brutally dealt with."
"But a colony is useless without subjects to rule. As such, this message is an invitation - those with darkness in their hearts, sin in their souls, and murder on their minds will find a perfect home here. Come to me, my subjects, and you shall live a life of eternal evil as you have always wished. The former Creamland natives will make excellent victims, of course. And if you serve me well... there may be certain rewards in store."
"Should you hear this message and wish to play the hero, heed this warning: I have been conquering lands far better-guarded than this one for lifetimes, and never have I been defeated. To wander into my colonies without iniquitous intentions is to forfeit your life, your freedom, and your very soul."
"This is my season. This is my plan. And your world is the lucky target of my latest Autumnal Assault."
As the voice faded, a portal opened - on the other side, the hellish, twisted landscape of what used to be Pride Park.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2011 23:14:27 GMT -8
Li tapped his foot as he stared at the portal to Creamland. He knew he couldn't go through it but he sure knew he could steal it, and so he did. He took the portal by framing and minimizing it and compressing it and storing it away for later. The puppeteer was muttering the whole time while he did so, complaining about the current situations.
Another dimensional disturbance and that means another one of us walking around...I just hope it's not yellow... I hate us in yellow. And they're server restarting Creamland. VALUABLE DATA to be had, lost. Ugh this is so unfair. At least I have that pumpkin freak's info.
After the...stealing of the portal Li began to copy the data the portal had made, and with that he went to his anti-gravity machine he made months ago. With a push of a few buttons the copy was on the machine and shot off into wheresoever it was fated to land. And immediately after that he sent out an E-Mail to someone... the contents sealed up.
I wonder what would happen if I took all the snow...
His next destination for his antics: Sharo.
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Post by "Bill" on Dec 6, 2011 16:34:52 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Arriving in almost the same cross-legged position, Embera awaited company before speaking. This is certainly time unlike the last. Her target was unknown, just an incalculable power dwarfing that of Samhain. Stroking her chin again, her face proceeded to make plans, while her heart pounded to shred the sheer might to ribbons, and even then, her head pondered what would happen to all the lives still at the Outpost. This did not bode well for the net, of that she was sure.*[/glow]
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Post by Genesis on Dec 8, 2011 20:15:13 GMT -8
"Interesting choice of location for thinking things over."
*Rising up from the ground in a shadowy form, it changed to fit Xion's appearance after. He could only imagine how hectic it was back at the Outpost right about now. If anyone he left back there survived and watched the fight, they could get some hints about it. If not, well, better luck next time he supposed. If it wasn't hostile originally, which he doubted personally, it would certainly be when things settled down there. Sucked how it sort of happened where he was at for once instead of all around him, but he felt that he should get involved this time. You know, unlike the time when he watched and let others handle business when the last truly powerful being was around. He didn't bother to ask what speculations they had, because it was pointless to come up with any right now. For now it was better hanging out here instead of... well, there.*
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Post by "Bill" on Jan 21, 2012 6:27:06 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500] *Embera finished her meditations over the matter at hand when Xion arrived. She stood up and shook her head, almost hopelessly.*
Embera: They're doomed...You can feel it too, right? No matter who's fighting over there, they are dead...Whatever this power is, is too much for anyone left on this net, now. This isn't easy, and I don't like the thought of it either....but...We're gonna need a bigger army..
*Embera cringed slightly at the thought of so many troops getting in her way. She had enough power to burn half the grunts down if she wished, so how could they help? She dispatched her qualms with the thoughts as she continued on.*
Embera: We'll rally everyone we can, by force if it's more fun...er...necessary, and if the worst comes to....we'll have to enlist Suki and her motley organization...
*Again, Embera cringed at the thought of Suki and the ONB involving themselves in another conflict they were powerless against. She nodded to Xion almost grimly, before speaking again.*
Embera: Got any ideas where to go first?[/glow]
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Post by Kman on Feb 6, 2012 17:55:59 GMT -8
Kajira didn't even know what had happened over the last few days. There was so much that had changed in just a short amount of time; it seemed that everything that she'd known had come crashing down around her ears before she'd even had a chance to rectify it. There wasn't a thing that she could do about it, now, besides just put one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward. Creatures had been defeated, enemies destroyed and now...now it was as if life was almost starting to return to normal. Almost.
She wasn't even sure where her allegiance lay anymore. She had been working with the ONB, and while Blake still pressured her to do so, it wasn't like they had ever done anything for her, in return. And what with those Enforcers...it was like everything had just gotten turned all upside-down and she just felt...lost. It was due to this that she had taken to drifting through out the Net when Blake was asleep, rather than just remain in his PET.
She heard voices ahead, and frowned, not entirely sure if she should approach, or not. There was much that she feared now, in the Internet, now that her eyes had been opened, some. She paused, about to offer a hello, but decided not to, instead hoping to pass by without a trace, her lithe form picking its way through the area.
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Post by Genesis on Feb 8, 2012 21:15:35 GMT -8
*Xion remained silent for a time, whether that was because he was thinking or not wasn't known. Though after a bit he looked toward Embera. There was one matter there that was pretty easy to address all on its own. It was something everyone seemed to be good at, save for select individuals who would much rather sabotage as it was in their nature.*
"We don't have to worry too much about rallying anyone. They'll start doing that on their own. It's sort of what they do. It's also easier to cover ground separately than together, so just finding anyone would be fine."
*Navis were easy to find. After all, they usually were together working on something. If they didn't start in Electopia, they could probably head to Netopia or Sharo and gain some amount of success. It would also probably be pretty easy for those that were scattered before to be talked to if they wanted to listen. Embera would be better than that than he would be, and that honestly was saying a lot in his own opinion. Besides, they actually needed information on the being rather than just more numbers. That could backfire, like it sort of did against the last person who had a rather overwhelming amount of power at his disposal. Of course, they would need to find out what all it had up its sleeves too. It was a way to pass the time, if one liked the prospect of being destroyed lingering over your head while doing it. Besides, they might meet a few old faces during the hunt too.*
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Post by "Bill" on Feb 9, 2012 17:12:55 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500] *Embera laid her head down on the ground and pondered for a moment. She let herself become free in her thoughts as a sly grin appeared on her face. Xion had a point, people will join up soon enough. Why not have fun until then...*
Embera: Xion? You're shady, and I mean that in the case of you're underhanded and can't be trusted, right? I was thinking, and it's a little petty, but we can make a game out of it. What say you, when the people are in a tizzy after all this, we help ourselves behind their backs. It's quite underhanded, but what else are we to do in the meantime? Either that, or we wipe out whole networks, piece by piece, up to you really...
*Embera then crossed her leg and bobbed her foot nonchalantly at the thought of decimating in the name of obtainment.*[/glow]
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Post by Genesis on Feb 9, 2012 19:15:12 GMT -8
*Well one could never say that Embera didn't speak her mind about someone. Then again, he supposed he really couldn't be trusted. And while he wasn't the most underhanded guy around, as he knew several who delved a lot deeper in that area to get the job done, he supposed he fit all the same. So she was crossed between destruction, which would happen should the thing prevail, or if they should enjoy themselves when they finished all of this. Well, since he didn't want to be wiped out, destroying networks, something that he sort of helped in doing recently, wasn't the thing to do. Besides, doing the same thing over and over again was never that much fun in all actuality.*
"It never hurts to have a bit of fun. But fun can always come so long as we're still around. While they always join together, they don't always produce results. You're probably pretty used to when that happens by now."
*It would probably explain Embera's usual irritation for starters. Well, aside from her own little things, but he ignored that usually. That didn't matter as much as actually getting things together and then acting upon it. That meant that they had to actually get results instead of being a bit lazy about it and leaving it entirely up to others. Survival helped in doing whatever one wanted after all.*
"In order to get to that point of survival, we sort of need to get information and whatever else we might need here. You're good at that kind of stuff usually, so it'd be better if you focused on that and then on mayhem."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2012 13:18:34 GMT -8
From just above the network, Ruin entered the area almost right on top of Embera and Xion, between them even. With a powerful landing onto one knee, he looked about, not seeing the winged navi he brought with him. Must have lost him on the way. Hopefully he still fell in this network. Either way, he found Xion, which was much quicker than he expected. Looking to both of the navis, Embera and Xion, who both seemed to be engaged in conversation, Ruin skipped the small talk and got right down to business. Materializing the folder in his hand.
"Toxin had this for us."
<Decompress>
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Phenoix had been separated from Ruin on the way through inter-dimensional space, falling face first onto Kajira's location, directly on her in fact. Rubbing his head, Phenoix gets up and sees the navi he landed on, extending his hand to help her up.
"Sorry about that, you alright?"
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