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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 20:14:52 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera's face sunk as she seemed to have hit a bad nerve with Resonance. Apologizing, she tried to press the issue one last time.*
Embera: I'm sorry if I made you remember bad things...but I need to know one final thing...Where can I learn more about this man?[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on May 15, 2012 20:23:39 GMT -8
*Resonance leans back where he sits and looks to the sky in thought for a moment*
Resonance: There's an official in the Electopian branch of the ONB named Lance. He's a man from Gigamerica who is a former hacker with ties to the underworld, and I think that he may be able to answer some of your questions. However, how you would go about contacting him and getting him to open up is something I can't say. Perhaps if you could find his Navi, it would provide a start. He goes by the name of.... Scarface.
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Post by "Bill" on May 15, 2012 20:26:31 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera bowed to Resonance in thanks. She was happy to have gathered that much information. Turning around, she looked back to Resonance.*
Embera: Thank you...for everything...I'll be taking my leave...looking for clues.
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[location change: Dark Citadel]
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Post by kyuubi25 on Jul 8, 2012 19:39:10 GMT -8
[From: Com Square]
In a dark alleyway, a portal of inate darkness opened itself. Out from the portal stepped a navi, one that would spread chaos throughout the net. He quickly made his way into a nearby building, and found a nice place to hide himself from those that were to follow.
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Post by Raven8 on Jul 8, 2012 21:17:11 GMT -8
*A split second after the darkloid appears, the shadows within the portal bend and warp, causing it to collapse in on itself and disappear aganst his will. The area darkens slightly in the wake of this occurance, the light of the setting sun dropping by a fair ammount as a shadow suddenly takes the form of a Navi in front of the darkloid, disappearing as quickly as it had appeared*
?: ...so you thought that you could find rest here?
*A chilled wind blows through the area with the voice, causing an unease to settle in*
?: It's long since over for you. There's no escape, and soon you will be confined to New Life Prison...
*With that, the Navi appears. Golden armor with a bonze tint reflecting no light and black trim, and a slate-blue scarf covering his face. Attached to one hand is a blade of solid light that seems to radiate no light, and on the other is a shield with the infamous symbol of the Eternal Endgame: the Generational's hourglass*
Resonance: ...so do us both a favor and just give up now.
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Post by Raven8 on Jul 9, 2012 12:46:25 GMT -8
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Post by Raven8 on Jul 17, 2012 12:02:46 GMT -8
*After the battle, the building where the two combatants had met was completely destroyed, but Resonance walked away realatively unharmed. The insane Navi had destroyed himself in a last-ditch effort at a stale-mate, but had lost the gamble.
With nothing left to do here, Resonance simply fades into the shadows and moves on*
<Location change: New Life>
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2012 16:38:00 GMT -8
With difficulty, Enhancer reached the city. Gazing around, he ventured into the streets. Unfamiliar with this area he wandered at a quickened pace, searching diligently for the prison.
Soon, freedom.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2012 6:58:07 GMT -8
Absolutely no resistance? Enhancer wasn't one to question his fortunes and blessings but this was a first. Walking into a hostile territory and attacking their military unprovoked, only to enter their residential area and not even a single of those horned troopers around to stop him. Now walking, he headed east until he came upon his destination, what used to be the factory, the Prison.
[To the Prison]
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Post by Snakeskin on Sept 7, 2012 11:48:55 GMT -8
Xyzillentz and ElecMan made the short walk through the city to the prison in uncomfortable silence at first... until Xyz' DarkSoul wore off, that is. The darkloid's natural colors returned as his strength left him. He collapsed to the ground, exhausted and in pain. ElecMan smirked slightly; knowing he was the one who had done this to the snake was sickly satisfying, even though they were now in an uneasy alliance of sorts.
Xyz sighed. "All right, Bolt Boy. Looks like you'll need to carry me."
Elec's smirk vanished instantly. "What!? CARRY you? What am I, a camel?"
The reptilian ravisher's voice dropped to a dark, serious tone. He used his purple eyes like daggers, cutting into his companion with his cold gaze. "No, you're my lackey. And if you disobey me now, our entire deal is shot. You could delete me now, sure, but I'd come back. And then you'd have more than just your old gang out to get you. So don't try anything."
He was right... there was no other practical option for ElecMan to take. The blue-skinned minion reached down and scooped up his master. His huge hands made the task easier than it had any right to be, but no less awkward. Especially since it made avoiding certain areas a practical impossibility.
Ohmanohmanohman I'm touching his BUTT Iwillneverbecleanagain
Xyzillentz smiled at Elec's obvious displeasure and pointed the way to their destination.
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LOCATION CHANGE: COLONIAL PRISON
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Post by Vilicious on Jul 3, 2014 16:03:44 GMT -8
The citizens ignore him. He survives. Walks down their streets. Exists. To them he is as without personality as they are to him. Strangers, each to the other... but that has its uses.
He had tried cornering one shortly after the games had begun, killed it. No gain. Not navis, not an adherent code. Made this darkness a place all the better in which to hide. Their bodies still disintegrated after death, though. Convenient. All that was left was to train for the coming storm.
He rounds a corner, finally reaches the destination. Orders his coffee. Speaks as though the cashier doesn't understand him. "None of yer dirt in it. Plain. Black. Nothing." He exchanges the requisite chump change, turns, continues down the unkempt street. This wasn't a half-bad home for someone that didn't fit in even in the Undernet.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jul 3, 2014 16:39:20 GMT -8
||Donna |&| Yami||
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“Yoohooo! Excuse me, hun!” Such a voice or even a call in the Undernet was unheard of that it would have caught anyone’s attention.
The call alone was a mind-scratching case, but so was the figure it belonged to. A tall and well-rounded hourglass figure in the Undernet had glided with every step in the white pumps she wore on her feet. It only taken a few strides from her long legs and a whiff of her perfume-like fragrance to make known she was something not native to the Undernet, but her confident posture shown that she was a regular. Even then, she stood with her six-foot’ five inch stature in front of the NetNavi as he approached the mouth of the unkempt street he headed for. Her tone, if it was still fresh to his ears, was deep but held a mature feminine charm.
“Did not mean to intrude, hun, but I’m just a lady with an obsession for taste,” the tip of her tongue slipping from her mouth as her eyes went to her coffee, “Not the sugary and sweet-type, I suppose? A woman can’t help but to inquire.”
Her bosoms rested on her left arm while her right lifted revealing the steam from a cylindrical black cup. It did not seem to bother her a bit, even as she tilted its base and let the liquid slip into her mouth, not exactly expecting an answer. However, the ones she wanted she figured she would get in good due time.
________________________________________________________ “Les us not forget its mysteriousness, its chaos!"
Now Playing: “Maboroshi” by Kanon Wakeshima Chatty Ditz: ----- Quotation: Original
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Post by Vilicious on Jul 3, 2014 19:10:35 GMT -8
((S'not Undernet, I was just alluding to him fitting in better here with non-navis than there with trash. And sorry for the delay. Every time I started to post people wanted to do something.)) He, the one so addressed, stands nearly a foot shorter than her and does not (for a moment) move his eyes upward. He adjusts the half-helm jaw that is all the guard his face has with his free hand, and then slides his eyes up dully at the disturbance. He takes his sip before answering, but furrows his brow as he does. "No. 'm not," he says, obviously a little perturbed at being stopped in a place so out of the way.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jul 3, 2014 19:59:37 GMT -8
||Donna |&| Yami||
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“Aww! Tis’ alright.” her right arm swirled the cup’s contents around with her fingers nearly along the base. Not drop spilled even as she spoke saying, “Me neither! Ha!~”
Such a nonchalant laugh. The female NetNavi was easy with her gestures, a hand sweeping close as if she could shake his hand, but she had not. The same hand moving towards his shoulder as if she could pat him, but she did not. The only thing she done was use it as a distraction as she moved to his side, acting as an uninvited guest in his leisurely (or something like that) stroll along the streets of the colony. Once again, her right arm fixated in an angle, and her cup not spilling a drop with every movement.
“However, I must admit, sweetness has its charm, especially when it comes to a casual conversation.” she hinted drawing her hand back that had been hovering for some time. “I’m a business woman, interested in sales, and I just happen to have a change of scenery while I get some coffee. How about yourself? Care for a little Café talk, monsieur?”
Her lips smiling, her excitement and dim-witted conversation passing her off as a tourist, but her charm and taste in coffee portraying so much more as the pure dark liquid pass between her lips. Her eyes staying fixated on the NetNavi in a slight open gaze searching for that eluding contact.
________________________________________________________ “Les us not forget its mysteriousness, its chaos!"
Now Playing: “Maboroshi” by Kanon Wakeshima Chatty Ditz: Ha!~ I only read the post and not the thread, the board, or anything! I suck! Sorry, next time I’ll try to remember there’s a dark place on the net other than the Under. Quotation: Original
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Post by Vilicious on Jul 3, 2014 20:43:07 GMT -8
She gives him pause. He wasn't made for social excess, and this was already exceeding his comfort. He keeps walking with continued aimlessness when she moves, but makes no explicit effort to extricate himself from her presence. The questions, the talking... he sighs audibly, but attempts to avoid being ruder as he answers frankly. "No... I don't."
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