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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2014 12:15:51 GMT -8
" ? "
Did this girl just refer to Feint as 'Booby La-- Well... it wasn't inaccurate.
" ! "
Before he could shift incorporeal and make his way toward the wreckage, Noal had grabbed him and took off soaring to the skies... well, gliding mostly.
"... Very well."
Remnant seldom complained about things; while he would have preferred a warning, he was just fine with being shipped over to the wreckage so long as Noal wasn't about to self-destruct on him or anything.
His eyes caught the activity going on below, but he elected not to get involved just yet. The only person he truly recognized was Xyzillentz from the previous interaction this world had with Samhain, and he'd seen Ruin at least once before, but never had an interaction. Not that he recalled at least. Other than that, there was another person in that circle, as well as a bout going on between three or four Navis closer to the shoreline.
"..."
Booby Lady... He'd have to remember that one.
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Post by Phen on Oct 13, 2014 9:54:58 GMT -8
Ruin shrugged. "Fair enough... Lets go."
Trust is not the word to be using here, it was more of that there wasn't much else to do about the situation. It was clear that Xyzillentz knew his situation here, so that much was important. Jax was still playing with the others it seemed. Barking orders at him was not Ruin's job though, he would join up later. Airman as well, wherever he was. Xion was likely fulfilling other duties, he would show up sooner or later. Ruin turned to lead Xyzillentz to the castle, where none awaited their arrival. Ruin still needed to know his scaly friend's endgame though, something was afoot... something indeed
[Location Change: Samhain's Castle - Interior]
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 14, 2014 9:22:00 GMT -8
Xyzillentz politely nodded, waving ElecMan along with him as he followed Ruin to their destination.
(Location change: ElecMan & Xyzillentz to Samhain's Castle - Interior)
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Post by Unknown on Oct 23, 2014 13:56:18 GMT -8
From within the confines of Jaxs' coat a small being begins to wriggle. Barely noticeable at first but before it can become a nuisance it squirms its way to freedom. Dropping from its yearlong host and onto the sand with a cushy plop. The tentacle now free sprouts a small pair of wings modeled after an angels but black in color and fleshy in texture from its own skin.
Without a moments hesitation the creature carries itself over the wall and into the city. It's small stature sneaking under the radar of the occupied guards.
(Location: Dark City)
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Post by Shast on Oct 23, 2014 15:08:09 GMT -8
Jax
The wriggling nor the plush thump into the beach did not escape Jaxs' senses. While the small creature was his and his alone the stalwart navi did little more than watch it hobble through the air before returning to the brawl below. Currently more invested in the Chaotics would be proteges than an abomination that he could track at any time. Especially after so long together.
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Post by Mega on Oct 24, 2014 9:01:32 GMT -8
Along the shore a distance away from the ship, slow and methodical heavy feet trudged their way along the beach. Each step resounding with a boom, the ground trembling slightly beneath them. A living statue, a golem, was on the move. After it's "deletion" to a great spider, Golem had mysteriously come back to life here. Not here on the shore, but the network which the Dark Colony had claimed. It had been wandering the outskirts for some time, eventually finding it's way to the beach where it now found itself.
There was something... familiar about this place that seemed to stir something within him. His eyes are orbs of pure, searing light that could pierce your soul with their gaze. The cracks and veins of his body also seemed to exude an unearthly aura that strengthened and waned with each step. So what was Golem doing here? He didn't know, he learned to stop questioning why he ended up where he did.
But this feeling of nostalgia could not be ignored. There was also... hesitation. Golem felt like him being here could be a problem, but he did not know why that was. It was an uncomfortable thought in the back of his mind that was just out of reach of him discovering the reason behind his hesitation.
The over twenty foot golem only paused for a moment as if it had thought of something... <access hmd>
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Post by Genesis on Oct 24, 2014 9:59:27 GMT -8
 Aqua Cross of PeaceA shining cross of aquamarine, emanates a powerful force.☉ -1 CD to All AttacksNPC Value: 10,000z |
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Post by Shast on Nov 5, 2014 11:26:09 GMT -8
Jax Out of the corner of his eye Jax spots the cataclysmic explosion from the wrecked ship down the coast. The fighting had started already perhaps? Time for himself to go to work too. His captives had fought long enough; Although not enough to be worthy of any form of praise. In a lapse of mercy Jax casts a small wave of his hand. Dispersing the roof of the arena and allowing Mist and company to go free. The terror gives the trio a disapproving look and begins trekking down the coast towards the broken ship at a leisure pace. Not wanting to miss anything his gate opens wide in front of him and closes shut after he vanishes within. [Jax -> Wreck of Seabound Pride(pg:4)] |
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Post by Genesis on Nov 5, 2014 15:23:20 GMT -8
*Somewhat like before, a message was broadcast then through the colony. This time the sender was obvious around the start of the message, someone that some would know and some would not.*
"Citizens of the Dark Colony, I'll save you some time and say that this is Xion, the foreigner of the Dark Dimension. When the Autumnal Assault happened I saw it as a chance to flex my muscle. But then I became the governor of the place. Now this came as a mixed blessing back then. I left you to your own devices to do as you saw fit. We stand divided because of this. So allow me to tell you of my vision for the future when the dust settles here. I won't promise that this is the vision that your Dark Lord Samhain had for you. He chose me to govern in the first place, and this is what I have chosen to do as a result."
"My goal is for you to be able to do as you please. Whenever and wherever you desire. To push beyond just this simple island that we possess. For you to no longer be just expendable forces, but a part of what has become something much larger than that. For you to lead lives that please you. Not because you're simply people that are governed by me and those assigned to my side, but because you all have become a part of a whole. A whole that will continue to grow ever more as long as we stand united instead of turning against one another as we have so far."
"So now I ask you to make your choice. Do you want to stand with me and accomplish this goal together? Or would you rather stand with Xezzukhz, a man who doesn't even know what to do with his power? As always, and as always will be, that choice is yours to make."
*And with that the connection slowly closed, leaving it up to them to decide the rest as promised.* |
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Post by Blues on Nov 5, 2014 20:42:17 GMT -8
Ichabod was instantly confused upon his arrival on the Cursed Coast. He could have sworn on his life that he set his warp the send him to the Wreck.
"Is this the coast?" He thought out loud. He glanced around, until he looked towards the open water. "Oh no..." he said with a shudder.
He trembled as he watched small shards and planks of driftwood slowly be beached by the calm push of the waves. However, all of these small parts would not make up a whole ship. Clearly, most of the boat sank, or at least as far as Ichabod could comprehend.
After clearing up the cause, Ichabod was hit with a wave a emotions. Most of it, a concern for the Governor, Disco Kid, and Nightwind (the latter of which he knew the least, however he considered his an ally nerveless).
"Maybe they escaped." He said in an attempt to calm himself down. "But where would they all run to?".
Ichabod kicked up some of the sand as he let out a large sigh. He had just found friends and a purpose, and he has already lost both.
"If i were running away," He prompted himself, "I would head for the crowded city, and hide in the alleyways. " Not a great lead, but it was the only one he had. He sets his path, and teleports off of the Coast.
*Location Change: Dark City*
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Post by Mega on Nov 6, 2014 7:13:04 GMT -8
Golem paused once again when there was an explosion from the ship stranded further out, considering if he should investigate it. But then a message was broadcast that grabbed his attention. So there was a civil war brewing? He wasn't sure how he felt about that right now, as he was only new feeling like he was understanding his own existence more. But the message seemed to imply that Xion was the better choice. He didn't know what the governor (who was apparently dethroned and rightfully so according to him) had to offer.
Golem simply turned about and simply vanished from sight. Not really flashy like before...
-Going to the Dark City-
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Post by Phen on Nov 12, 2014 9:17:54 GMT -8
The pride was demolished, So Ruin trudged out onto the coast from the sea. Sopping wet, coming back after such a cheap shot was rather annoying. He would get to tussle with the guy later, but for the time being he was overdue for his other duties. A surge of dark power sent the water on his body expelling outward in a fine mist. Ruin made his way into the Dark City, where he could already tell there was something happening. The massive Navi was certainly a hint.
[Location Change: Dark City]
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