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Post by Unknown on May 15, 2012 18:26:59 GMT -8
*The shadow's head cocks again, as if thinking about Embera's words for a moment*
?: Well, if it bothers you so much, then why are you content to accept failure?
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 18:32:24 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]
Embera: Because, I don't know anything else! But please, if you're so enlightened, do educate me on the other possible options!
*Embera's voice was raised. This...THING, was getting on her nerves, and making her all the more impatient with each passing comment it made at her. She could feel the temperature rising, and tried to regulate everything, doing her best not to destroy anything nearby.*[/glow]
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Post by Unknown on May 15, 2012 18:46:45 GMT -8
*The shadow's head straightens up again and seems to look to Embera in silence for a moment before responding*
?: Very well, here's the truth; based on everything you've said, the only one you're feeling sorry for right now is yourself. Not the one who was deleted, not for his hopes and dreams, but for what you see as your own inability to cope with the fact that you failed. While there isn't necessarily a bad thing, it can become bad very quickly. Before you know it, this sadness will turn into a fear, then that fear will ensure that you fail. Either that or you'll just give up trying alltogether.
Now, what are your options? Simple; you can give up right now. You're sure that you're going to fail, so why bother even trying? The problem there is that you automatically fail by default.
Your other option is to make the decision that you don't have time to feel this way, and either help your friend, work to find out what he was doing so you can do the same, or decide that it doesn't matter and find something else to use your energy for.
I'm not telling you to ignore your sadness or bottle it up inside; let yourself feel it... but don't let yourself dwell on it, because all it can do is destroy you in the end... trust me, I know....[/b]
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 18:52:54 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera absorbed the words and let them strike her. Tears streamed down her face. Shaking it off, she wiped her eyes.*
Embera: Well...there's no way I can break him out of the O.N.B....
*She looked down at her hands...Thinking about what to do...and then she came to terms and spoke up.*
Embera: I've decided...To live...to make his life worth it....I'll find out what his aim and goal was, and I'll ensure that it succeeds. He's not evil...no, far from it...there's no reason his mission should fail...I won't let it...Before I go blindly...is there ANY information you have about a large purple navi who primarily used bombs and thrusters?[/glow]
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Post by Unknown on May 15, 2012 19:00:34 GMT -8
*At Embera's words, the shadow's head snaps to attention, appearing to be surprised; a feeling that was echoed in his voice*
?: You mean NapalmMan?
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 19:03:40 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera winced lightly at the utterance of that name. She tried to change it for the better.*
Embera: Please don't say that name around me. No...it's not him. It's a different navi. He's bulkier, and...with brown hair under a helmet. He generally had an angry look on his face all the time. I guess "bombs" was the wrong word...they're more like..."mines". And another thing. He's able to take energy-based attacks, and throw them back at people.[/glow]
Shast: He was a Wobbuffet
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Post by Unknown on May 15, 2012 19:09:13 GMT -8
*The shadow seems to loosen up a bit, thinking for a moment before responding*
?: Ooh, I see.... so your friend was this "armored destroyer" fellow that was such news a few years back? I do know a thing or two, actually.... like where that neat little trick of his came from.
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 19:12:45 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera's eyes widened, as she nodded in agreement to his affirmation.*
Embera: Please...anything, any information at all would be useful...And thank you for restoring my hope again...
*Embera eagerly waited for a response...yet something clawed at the back of her head. Was she doing this out of guilt? No...it was far scarier than that. She had grown a respect for the purple navi...a kind of respect that transcended even the bond between herself and Genesis. She shook the thought away, as she had made her decision already, one which she cannot turn back on.*[/glow]
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Post by Unknown on May 15, 2012 19:30:59 GMT -8
*The shadow laughs under its breath warmly before it continues*
?: Many decades ago; a time past perhaps better summed up as centuries by point time, a set of Navis was created by a government organization known as Official Experiment Labs. These Navis might be seen as fairly normal nowadays, but at that time they were very special, because each was a prototype for future ventures. One was designed to control dark chips, another to purify them, another to permanently delete Navi data, and still another to generate vast ammounts of energy. There were countless designes that they tested. However, one particular Navi model, while not special when compared to the others, has a particular connection with this Navi. There were two of them; one was designed to emulate Navi attacks, and the other to harness the power of "Soul Unisons". Since this was not long after MegaMan's famed exploits, this was still considered an amazing new technology, so it was considered worth studying.
*The Navi's hand rises, and points to Embera. In a moment, a set of glowing gold orbs rise from her form, taking nothing from her and doing no damage, and fly to the shadow's palm, where they are absorbed*
?: Those Navis underwent many hardships in that place. Many of them died cruel deaths at the hands of a malevolent virus that was released, while all others before then were permanently deleted for the sake of data study. But the one with the ability of Soul Unison survived, taking with him the ability to copy attacks from his dead friend....
*Slowly the shadow begins to lift, the form of the Navi benieth taking form. Golden armor reflecting almost no light takes form, trimmed in solid black. A helmet cut into three seperate blades appears, framing dark teal eyes and partly covering a tattered, slate-blue scarf that seems almost alien to the Navi's features. However, the most striking feature of this Navi is a small shield that sits attached to his arm.... on it, the symbol that caused such trouble nearly a decade ago... on it, is the symbol of the black hourglass*
?: ....only to later become one of the guardians of the Eternal Endgame himself.
*now revealed in full, the Navi gives a smile to Embera and looks to her as the golden trim of his armor lights up to a blazing red hue, mirroring her own solar energy perfectly, although not as strong*
My name is Resonance.EXE..... and, while I can't prove it, I believe that your friend's unique tallents are based on my own powers....
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 19:39:19 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera was taken aback. The OEL? Those were...and then it hit her. This navi was one of those, in...It couldn't be, until she heard the name.*
Embera: You...You're...
*Embera's mind is baffled, her speech faltering.. She was standing before Resonance, one of the last O.E.L experiments alive...*
Embera: You're a...generational...I had heard...stories. The net's navis put down...Eon...Was he...your "friend"?
*Feeling like she might be on a far more sensitive topic than any one being should have to explain, she derailed back to her first focus.*
Embera: You can't prove it, you said...Where should I look? Do you have any idea what he was planning to do? He had powers similar to yours, powers that are almost unique, solely to you. You must know more...[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on May 15, 2012 19:47:48 GMT -8
*Resonance shakes his head, his warm smile never fading*
Resonance: I'm afraid that he wasn't my friend... in fact, I never knew him before he was released around a decade ago. After my OEL branch was devastated by the Nightmare virus, I escaped an execution sentance and was re-captured. Turns out they needed my unique data signature to keep Eon's crest....
*Resonance motions to his own Navi crest; the unmistakable black hourglass*
Resonance: ...so I became a guardian. After a few more decades, the OEL was shut down entirely and I managed to escape with the help of another experimental Navi named Turbine.... but I suppose that's not important now.
*Resonane's eyes move skyward as he thinks*
Resonance: Since finding out about this Navi's powers, I've been watching him, studying him. I haven't found out much, but there is one thing that I know for sure; his data signature is ancient; even older than mine...
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 19:52:50 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera couldn't believe it. Older than Resonance? Ancient, even? This is hard to believe, given how up to date with everything this navi has been. Embera took a spot closer to Resonance, feeling more relaxed around him.*
Embera: But if he's that old...could it be that your abilities are based off of him, and refined? Powers aside, however...where'd you come across this information? I just...I need to know as much as I can, everything possible about him.[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on May 15, 2012 20:02:21 GMT -8
*Resonance shakes his head*
Resonance: No, the technology behind that is far newer than me; in fact, it was likely developed within the past decade. While his basic design and data are ancient, he's been augmented with very recent technology somehow.
*Resonance then smiles to Embera, revealing his license; that of an ONB commander*
Resonance: ....let's just say that access to confidential ONB files has its perks.
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 20:04:39 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera immediately jumped back, and on guard when Resonance revealed his registry and rank to her. She tensed up, and spoke with a hint of nervousness.*
Embera: I'm a wanted fugitive...why are you telling me all of this...he's probably in your prison rotting...and I'm willing to do what he did...to further his goals...why would you do that for me?[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on May 15, 2012 20:11:56 GMT -8
*Resonance puts away the license, his smile gaining a meloncholy quality*
Resonance: Well, let's just say that my reason for this license is gone, and I'm now retired....
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