Blues
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~Champion Smasher of the MMM~
Hope Rides Alone!
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Post by Blues on Mar 29, 2015 7:59:39 GMT -8
"Wanna fly?"
"No. No I don't." Lupe thought to herself. It sounded in no way pleasant, and she was shocked to see Tori's joy at the suggestion. But to avoid displeasing her friend, Lupe complied.
Lupe let out a nervous sigh, and crawled up onto the 118's outstretched hand. She sat, criss-cross applesauce in the creatures palm, facing towards it.
"Ok, fine. But you better be gentle Mr. Giant!" Lupe said. "Im fragile!"
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Post by AFoxInTheWires on Mar 29, 2015 9:37:05 GMT -8
"Ha! That's the spirit! Don't worry, it'll be fun!"
Torihime didn't laugh very often, but it was fun to see Lupe apprehensive. It amused her to see people flounder outside of their comfort zone, but at the same time she was just the tiniest bit proud to see her bucking up a bit and doing what needs to be done.
Torihime climbed up into the giant Navi's hand and crouched down on his palm, coiling her leg muscles and readying herself to soar through the air. She really did love to fly, and so rarely got a chance to.
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Post by Kazu on Apr 6, 2015 10:03:37 GMT -8
Instead of leading the pair to the edge of his reach of the gate, they were both thrown upward. Torihime first, and after a mighty counter clockwise turn, then came Lupe. With this 118's strength, they'd easily clear over the fortress's ramparts, the only problem for the pair was actually how far in and where they'd land.
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Post by AFoxInTheWires on Apr 7, 2015 7:43:23 GMT -8
"YEEHAW!"
Torihime pushed off of the giant Navi's hand in time with his throw, shooting high into the air with incredible speed, stirring up a massive cloud of dust in her wake. She quickly noticed, however, that this was MUCH farther then they had thought they'd be thrown. Oh well, she thought. Whatever gets the job done.
Turning a barrel roll a few times and giggling a little, she turned in mid-flight to see how Lupe was handling the trip.
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Blues
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~Champion Smasher of the MMM~
Hope Rides Alone!
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Post by Blues on Apr 8, 2015 16:46:02 GMT -8
Lupe began to flap her arms wildly, trying to fly like a bird, as he began to spiral and loose all control of her movement.
"I DON'T LIKE THIS AT ALL!!!" Lupe screamed, as she began to plummet downwards.
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Post by Vilicious on May 21, 2015 8:44:38 GMT -8
Disarray. The plan was in disarray, and he had come to the place of its forging to fix it... but they already had, he already did, and they were preparing for the end of it all.
Again. They would do it again, if it had already been done, and be sure of it this time. To "complete the task and ensure none of the expected obstructions found themselves in the way" were his last orders. He would see it done.
M enters the Armed Fortress, cautious of its evidently unguarded state. Whether the others were present or not, whether they were even coming for this final meeting... this navi would await their company all the same.
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Post by Genesis on May 25, 2015 20:08:49 GMT -8
*The shadow rose up from the ground outside of the Armed Fortress. This place was a good spot to do what he needed right now. Xion entered the Armed Fortress, working already to contact some of them as he walked through the structure. He got no answer from the first, which was... well, a first. He went to send one to the second then, which he knew the guy operated at his own pace sort of. He'd need him for this too, actually. Usually things weren't a matter of needing more than one of them, but this was personal on top of needing his expertise here.*
"I still have a problem to solve though..."
*He'd think about that part of the plan later. For now he would see if anyone else was here. All because the place seemed unguarded didn't mean that he shouldn't search for anybody hanging out inside.*
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Post by Vilicious on May 25, 2015 20:37:35 GMT -8
His thoughts moved for long minutes in only lonely silence. Contact the fourth or fifth members of this winding conspiracy? Certainly not. Also part of the orders: Radio silence. There were to be no traces left between the real and digital portions of this plan. It was clear. It was intricate. If a delay or uninvolved party were to introduce themselves...
Another mind. A light appears against the blackness of M's mind, silver and violently violet and bearing its wanton darkness like so much casual wear. The wrapped navi taps irritated fingers on the table before himself and leans against it a little more. The few vague maps hanging in the air and viewable one way only fragment and scatter to the wind of the Fortress's master chambers, deleted.
Uninvolved party. The plan was automatically compromised, abortable portions terminated in favor of preventing further disjunction.
M would let the party come to him. He was no longer in any rush.
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Post by Genesis on May 25, 2015 20:54:10 GMT -8
*Silence from the others too. Their silence was half-expected at least. Their levels of communication were about as chaotic as their name. But so long as the one came then it would be enough. So instead he devoted himself to searching the rest of this place. As time continued to pass and after numerous rooms that didn't have anyone inside of them, he happened upon one that didn't seem as empty as the others. Someone was there as he entered the doorway.*
"Oh, so this fortress isn't totally abandoned?"
*The navi was unlike many he had seen. They were interesting, not at all what he expected to find here. But that was what added to the intrigue. He came the room fully, not waiting for permission to since as far as he was concerned the place didn't have much of an owner and he had to wait right now anyway.*
"I would ask what brings you here, but I imagine I won't get much of an answer, now would I?"
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Post by Vilicious on May 25, 2015 21:24:12 GMT -8
M turns, removing one hand at a time from the table. All trace of the data earlier displayed is gone. His bandaged eyes and covered mouth reveal themselves to the newcomer from under M's slate gray hood, giving only the expected response. No more was necessary, as yet.
On a different field, cold fingers brush against Xion's consciousness to get a better sense of him.
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Post by Genesis on May 25, 2015 21:46:11 GMT -8
*Yep, no answer. That made sense really. Getting a read on this one would be hard though if he just stayed totally quiet though. He couldn't see his eyes or his mouth through the bandages or the cover. But was the navi blind? Xion couldn't think of another reason to cover one's eyes unless the eyes were useless or unnecessary.*
"Hmm. Guess I should try another question then to kill the silence."
*His consciousness was rather unguarded. Perhaps because of how Xion himself was. As one would expect of his consciousness, it had violence within it. Not against the person across from him right now, but this was targeted violence for once. The chaotic swarm had a dark focus on Creamland right now that involved destroying the place and fixing it up in his image, an image that was missing right now. Probably with a few fixes to it too since some of the stuff was unnecessary like some of the gaudy statues, but still. Normally he would take his time, but it was pretty clear that he intended to make this brutal yet swift.*
*Unfortunately he still was having trouble connecting the dots on how to make the lesson he would be teaching these guys permanent and well-learned. After that was... actually, he didn't have anything slated for immediately after besides what would come to mind when he was done with this first and foremost.*
"Well since you're just hanging out around this empty place, are you free right now? They say the more the merrier when one goes off to have some fun."
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Post by Vilicious on May 26, 2015 16:42:28 GMT -8
Information fed to M from an old acquaintance covered this navi. There were similarities, but much less fear resided in this one. He knew the name. The principle whereabouts, connections, occupation... it was strange to be in his presence after being so long aware of him. The name rises from a memory.
Xion. The word echoes in the newcomer's head: <Xion.>
Another, for emphasis: <Chaotic.>
Before the word "fun" leaves the darkloid's mouth, a bombardment of additional thoughts meet his mind: <There are some that revere the silence you would kill> and simultaneously <Nobody is free> and yet more <Fun is subjective> and further <Your timing was unfortunate, to be frank. What could onesuch as you be searching for in these abandoned halls?>
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Post by Genesis on May 26, 2015 20:36:17 GMT -8
*Oh hey, words. Except he didn't hear them in the open. It felt more like they came straight into his head. It was a strange feeling still. And in a way an annoying feeling, because it reminded him of someone else. Speaking of timing, his was always off lately. He didn't apologize for it though, thinking still. He usually didn't have to consider any deeper philosophical views with his ordinary company.*
*That however didn't mean he didn't have any of his own. Just like the person this reminded him of was gone now despite the reminder. This only served as a reminder that they once were to Xion, destroyed like many others had been. If he didn't go have fun time and again most people wouldn't appreciate what they had on top of him being bored. In the end he was the same way. Few could appreciate all that they had before it was gone.*
"Even if unaware, one can still be prisoner to their own vices. Part of the fun lies in killing that precious silence, in reminding them of their own shackles and fears. Of something they've forgotten."
*Chaotic. Some remembered, but many tried to brush it out of their mind. To forget since it hadn't been as turbulent as it once was. It made sense given how time had passed. And freedom was just as subjective as fun was in his opinion. One could see themselves as free but merely be dancing in the palm of someone's hand at the same time. And his own vices defined him at this point.*
"But to answer your question, I was searching for anyone who happened to be here. For a place to meet up with some of the others before heading out, mostly Jax. And lastly... a way to make that which they revere gone forever."
*By the end he had made his intentions apparent if they weren't before. He had chosen this place because it was abandoned. Because no one looked here, it was a place that might have the answer to his problem. A place where someone might have left something to do what he needed. And that was all he would need.*
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Post by Vilicious on May 27, 2015 4:18:52 GMT -8
The mind navi raises his hands in a nonchalant shrug, dismissing the philosophies. Silence was his ally. So too was darkness, and stillness, and absence - things too commonly avoided. The matter would not be pressed, but meditated upon later.
Still, aligned goals were present: Jax was another known, through the same source, and one that could be particularly useful for another tasking. Given M's own particular new availability, perhaps something could still be wrought.
<An exchange of favors and a condition of maintained ambiguity then. Names are a valuable threat for those with much to lose,> he ends, and in barely a breath the light around him shimmers to let loose a thoroughly masking slate colored cloak.
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Post by Genesis on May 27, 2015 8:31:42 GMT -8
*Much to lose and much to gain, he imagined. Looked like he found it after all. He also wasn't against an exchange of favors. Scratching each other's backs and all that. So this one would know them but not the other way around... well, he could live with that.*
"Ambiguity and an exchange it is then. Should the favor for you remain unknown until its required too?"
*If Xion had to address him, he would just him by a nickname that was hard to narrow down. Silence fit well given his associates. Or he could take a cue from Jaximus on how to do it. Most would think it was him anyway given he was pretty much always quiet. Besides when he was rocking anyway.*
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