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Post by Unknown on Feb 17, 2013 16:16:26 GMT -8
Open challenge: Any amount of people may join until event starts Single judge Free-style No version bonus. No Limit, post when you can, I'll post whenever I want too. A door hangs open half way, light from the hallway breaking into a bleak and barren room. If, one could call it a room. Nothing that would signify that it is a room, other than the door hanging by itself, exists. The walls only appear to be where the owners eyes can see. And when that navi looked out into the infinity of the room, infinity itself, seemed too look back at them.
A sign hangs from nothing in front of the door. A dull, bleak aged paper turning yellow, the writing faded with time left most of the message lost to time.
....Enter __ ____ Don't ____ ___ ___ button __ _____ __ ___ nightmares ___ ______ ____ ____ ___ dreams [/i] [/center]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2013 22:40:44 GMT -8
Footsteps turned into running and then a leap and "boom" the door was drop kicked open and gravity let someone down as hard as they jumped right on their left side. This door-kicker turned around and did it again, except this time to close the door, his body a pink blur has he did so to "slam the open door". Landing upon his back, he looked up at the ceiling, his body splayed out like someone preparing to make snow angels.
This house is ugly.
Not even once did he see the paper on the door. He was too busy trying to surprise anyone that would have been in the half open room.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Feb 18, 2013 6:19:36 GMT -8
[bgcolor=330000] ”I’m always the fool; I’m always the villain!” [/font] _______________________________[/right] All of a sudden, the door seemed to shiver, tremble as if it could not stay shut.
In a mere seconds as if giving away to fear, the double doors burst open and out sprayed a thick darkness that was like a wicked smoke. It erupted forth in a flume that swept across the floor threatening to covet the body of the NetNavi whom lay in the path, and stretched along the walls that became lost upon the darkness. At the center, the light from the other side had been lost behind the fog and behind a curving form. The slim, but supple, body had stepped forth as her foot movements were unseen as a silhouette with so much that left her true form to mystery, all except glowing purple eyes.
Seconds came, and smog subsiding, there was little light that revealed her features now.
Dark skin, piercing purple eyes that glowed in the darkness had become nothing more than rich lavender orbs that made her smile seem mischievous in manner. Arms folded, but chimed as there were circular bands of gold around wrists, ankles, large lochs of hair that either drug along the ground or hung limply from her head full of snow white hair. Her white high six-inch heels could be seen among the bottom parted dress robe that coveted her upper thigh, but given away to reveal the slit of her bosom that was just above an icon that spiraled with a dark center as if it was infinite.
The shoes had continued to sound off. Knock-Knock…stop? The foot finally came down as did her eyes drop looking upon the figured that was in her path.
“I must say, if you’re the only thing here that was supposed to be a threat, then you certainly did most of my job for me,” she had said with such egotism in her smile, “Do you lie on your back for almost anything in such exotic places? Your creator certainly must have left out ‘Dignity’ if that’s the case.”
She said nothing more lifting her chin up and taking a stroll forth. Her legs foot placement perfect as she stepped about the open spaces along the NetNavi’s “Snow Angel” laid body. Her eyes shifted going over her shoulder, leaving the doors open, but mind enraptured in the blank spaces left amongst the text that was weathered away by what she was assumed was time. She given it no more thought than what her Net Operator had told her to: none. After all, she was just the tool of destruction; the hit woman who plundered and investigated on the mafia princess’s behalf and nothing more.
Her eyes looked about the open “infinity” and seen nothing to retain the amused expression upon her face. It seemed like this place was nothing more than a waste of space that was occupied by two opened swinging doors and a NetNavi who had a lack of decorum.
Suppose she took those nice doors off the hinges, just maybe she could sell them for-
…wait, no. She twisted her lips thinking that stepping into such space was absolutely pointless. She simply awaited for the order from Bella to leave this boring area of nothingness.
_______________________________ ”Heroes have a peace of mind that villains never do!” [/font][/center] ::OOC Stats::Now Listening To: ”Villain” by The Divine MadnessIC Attire Yami:: Dark QueenChatty Ditz: -----[/size]
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Post by Unknown on Feb 22, 2013 18:26:50 GMT -8
[bgcolor=black] As the female navi entered eternity, the little light that was in the room vanished entirely. The door and sign, vanished with the light, leaving the two navi's alone in the pitch black room devoid of all sound and movement. The air itself seemed frozen in place until one of them made movements. as complet void of everything. Except the two navis. And the drumming.
Ba dum dum dum dum, Ba dum dum dum dum
The constant drumming, quiet by itself, but loud as a crowded street in the void itself. The drumming coming from seemingly all directions, and none.
As the male navi laid on the floor the drumming beating slowly into his head, a voice spoke to him like a ghostly whisper from withen.
["She will attempt to kill you..."]
At the same time, the female navi had a similar voice speak to her from withen, barely overpowering the constant drumming.
["Kill him, and you will be rewarded with riches beyond your wildest dreams..."]
As the voice inside each of them died out, silent to the others, the drumming remained constant. Getting slightly louder. Another sign, appeared to the left of the navis, a weak beam of light barley illuminating the sign withen the black around them.
I _______ it would ____, But it _____ dose, never ____ _____, inside my ____ ___ drumming [/color]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2013 14:16:16 GMT -8
Was that an insult? It certainly didn't feel like one to this person.
Those gold loop-de-loops need dignity just to stay on.
With a roll forward toward the area where the door would have been, Li-Pink stood up after that unfamiliar voice in his head went away.
Oh. This place is haunted!
Opening his hand as if it was already holding something, pink sparks of energy popped around the area near his hand, leaving candy behind upon a stick...made of candy. He held a rather large, circular, swirling lollipop. Arsenic and Raspberry flavored. The lollipop had blade like protrusions of candy that would spin to create a rotating blade, similar to a chainsaw's chain, however in two opposite rotating rows. Swinging the now buzzing polearm/axe, he cut into the floor with the axe, going around the room with the blade side of the weapon to his left. He was working on creating a rather large square, leaving as little room to the wall as necessary.
I bet it's in the floor!
'It' being whatever is haunting the place.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Feb 25, 2013 11:05:27 GMT -8
[bgcolor=330000] ”I’m always the fool; I’m always the villain!” [/font] _______________________________[/right] A jab returned to her little own; Yami was starting to like this figure.
However, as she had played in her own mixture of fun, Yami had failed to notice so suddenly that the room was changing by the will of…something. There was a drumming sound that made Yami cross her arms, shift her eyes, searching for the source. As she had guessed with the constant motions however as she analyzed the room was correct: she knew not where it came from. Of course, the predicament only made a smile come across her face: a temptation to such this void of nothing into “nothing” itself had come to mind.
“Oh?”
A tempting offer, certainly. With the promise of “riches” Yami could buy herself a new outfit or two in the Cyber World’s graphic store. However, that was not her mindset. Most people wanted money, but she followed orders to the tee, and her interest was shifted so much as becoming strong not so much as a hand full of cyber zenny coins that was offered. Looking to Li-Pink however, as he seemed to invest fully in trying to be a ghost buster poltergeist hunter, she had to admit one less person in the room would make her happy…but one person under her thumb and drawing out her specter that was trying to pull her strings could better. Yami hated nothing more than someone trying to control her; only Donna pushed her buttons, and she knew just where to touch to make Yami to be satisfied.
Though she had to admit, she was a mafiaesque woman, and a “hit” was a “hit.”
“Good boy!~” Yami sang with a giggle as she stood behind Li-Pink, “You get to digging for that old ghost. As for me on the other hand…Hmm…”
Yami’s eyes shifted to Li-Pink’s helpless back and then to the sign alit with the beam of light. Temptation creeping like the smile upon her lips as her eyes went back to Li-Pink’s vulnerable back as he chopped away at the terrain.
_______________________________ ”Heroes have a peace of mind that villains never do!” [/font][/center] ::OOC Stats::Now Listening To: ”Villain” by The Divine MadnessIC Attire Yami:: Dark QueenChatty Ditz: -----[/size]
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Post by Unknown on Feb 28, 2013 15:51:13 GMT -8
[bgcolor=black] The walls to the room vanish the moment Li touches them. Leaving nothing, leading to nothing. The drumming continues, getting louder and louder by the minute. A faint screech of pain overpowers the drumming for a moment. Distant, from all directions, a dripping sound is heard. Then felt. Red drops. The ground gives out, and rather than falling the navi's are left floating/tumbling through nothing. More red drops. More screams. The drumming.. [/size][/color][/center][/i]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2013 12:48:06 GMT -8
First the door, now the walls and floor. Irritation from the incessant drumming was starting to set in. His polearm-chainsaw was tossed forward as he floated in the air. It's makeup was broken down into the pink "Confectionary Energy" it was made up of, and it spread out--
Red drops?! Whatever that liquid was it touched his shoulder, startling him for a brief moment.
This ghost or whatever it is....is very adamant in scaring us.
His lack of focus caused the pink energy to just disappear, so he created a large globule of energy in front of himself. It quickly formed into a large bass drum, at least 10 feet in diameter.
Malpvrg Comselh!
He was going to drum out whatever that noise was.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Mar 4, 2013 12:09:55 GMT -8
[bgcolor=330000] ”I’m always the fool; I’m always the villain!” [/font] _______________________________[/right] “Not to mention annoying,” Yami said with a snap of her finger, “So rude to keep a woman off balance.”
With the echoing sound of the snap, Yami was floating in mid-air. The force of the gravity around her had become completely cancelled. Her body was now in a complete zero-gravity zone as she freely played at will with the void space that kept her afloat. Her back arched and body curled as if she was laying upon a sofa that was invisible. Her legs cross and arms folded under her large brown bosoms and her right eye closed simply leaving the left open as she gazed upon the form of Li-Pink.
“Drumming back, will that get you anywhere, really?” the young woman asked as she seemed to reveal a smile upon her face, “You’re such annoyingly, nice company. Annoying, but yet still nice. Nothing cuter than seeing a boy make a fool of himself.” her witty charm once again shifting between complimentary and insulting again, Yami looked upon Li.
“So tell me,” she spoke kindly, “Any reason whatsoever there would be a bounty on your head?”
Yami pulled her right arm upward, fingers twiddling as she seemed to pay no mind to the atmosphere. The darkness was something she was use to, and the drops of red liquid had stopped and floated as some blotches in the air the moment they had enter the zone around her lacking gravity. She was interested in learning about this fellow who had a “price” on his head according to the voice. If she was going to kill someone, she would at least like to know them first.
You just cannot kill anyone these days; it was rude and poor taste!
_______________________________ ”Heroes have a peace of mind that villains never do!” [/font][/center] ::OOC Stats::Now Listening To: ”Villain” by The Divine MadnessIC Attire Yami:: Dark QueenChatty Ditz: -----[/size]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2013 13:47:40 GMT -8
Li-Pink was just about to create a pair of mallets to begin banging away on the bass drum he materialized but then Yami's particular choice of words got his attention.
Now what prompted someone like you to ask a question like THAT?
At that moment he turned around to face her. Each of his steps had a flash of light emit from the soles of his feet, giving him a sort of surface to stand upon when there was none.
That's rather SUSPICIOUS, don't you think?
A dull neon-pink glow washed over his eyes, giving him the extra visibility he needed to see her, and for her to see his face. Te red liquid from wherever it came from rolled down his face when it landed upon his head, giving him a slightly bloodied appearance that offset his normal pink colors.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Mar 13, 2013 11:27:54 GMT -8
[bgcolor=330000] ”I’m always the fool; I’m always the villain!” [/font] _______________________________[/right] “Mmm! Well, I just don’t know…”
As Li-Pink drawn close, Yami had floated afar. Her feet kicking up once more as she crossed her legs while floating within mid-air. Her body arched as if she was relaxing luxuriously on a sofa for herself. Her eyes had such a seductive gaze locked upon the NetNavi even though he looked like some kind of killer; a killer worse than herself. A smile creeping, the faint light bouncing a glare off her lush red lips, she had cross her arms in her lap as she looked upon him.
“Such a fellow in this dark damp place with a lovely woman like myself, not wanting to come on about himself,” her eyes slightly closing as if she was implying with a naïve confidence in her accusation, “I just grew maybe a tad…suspicious…of this predicament we’re in. I certainly would not have to want to do anything so vile as massacre someone out of self-defense.”
She had gone on with such a feinted innocence that not even the Gods would believe her. With a stare so confident that she could “protect” herself, Yami had kept her eyes on Li-Pink, wandering if he was worth the time to be stuck in this infernal hell hole with him; or rather worth the sacrifice if this mysterious telepath would live up its promise in worthy coin. She cared mostly for the action, thrill of it all, and not simply just some lust for money.
However, between the eerie voice and the eccentric NetNavi, the woman certainly wanted to weight her options in their worth.
_______________________________ ”Heroes have a peace of mind that villains never do!” [/font][/center] ::OOC Stats::Now Listening To: ”Villain” by The Divine MadnessIC Attire Yami:: Dark QueenChatty Ditz: -----[/size]
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