With each passing word, each flicker of the icon, or even that instance were they were basked in her erupting energy; there was something reaching through to their very souls. Something seeped its way by every second, intruding, but assured them of no malevolent intent. It was more vexing than the concept of a friendly burglar who entered your house by force, but insisted on making you some tea. The intent to take was there, but there was also a prize in it for the souls who let the presence invade their very cores.
In the area of Kotobuki, that brief exchange of words was nothing compared to the thoughts and moments now...
It was as if time stood still. The thoughts that raced within the minds of the NetNavis made all this possible. Milliseconds now ticked away like hours on a clock and hours were counted as slowly as the days. Days became close to infinity, and even infinity itself was beyond the sight of this passage of time. However, the heart was a mysterious thing, and it was only common to make this place as common as miracles.
Consciousness was what gave them (you) form, but it was the collected wills that made this room possible. Power collected here that was beyond comprehension and emanated in random recesses. It was like a volcano before the eruption; it was unseen but you could feel it like a quake! However, all that was here was a white plain that stretched as far as the eye could see, but in the center of this plain was also a single round shadow as large as a football field. On the edges danced vapors of color that glistened with a shimmer like diamond dust.
The NetNavis, the wills pulled in by the invading presence, entered into this swirling ring of energy.
However, they could not be surprised...right? They had to know! They just had to! How could you not notice someone touching your heart?
“How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: On your first post, select a number 1-17 (Cannot pick the same number as anyone else) for each navi with an intro with your corresponding NetNavi (There are at least seventeen as I counted). Feel free to post amongst yourselves for a while too. I will post and begin this RP soon. It’s a sub-plot I’ve been planning for a while just incase story comes to a momentary stop. Let’s do some interesting scenarios! Ha!
The reflective navi stands in the white field. This place seemed infinite, and how he came to be here was a mystery to him. Seeing the large dark area, he's drawn into it, his armor dancing, reflecting the dark and shimmering colors.
Entering slowly, he looks about and offers an announcement of arrival.
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Feb 12, 2015 16:58:44 GMT -8
(I select number 5!)
"Troik... Troik feel strange... What is place?"
The behemoth awoke, and his rocky armor still stained slightly with spaghetti sauce, he grunted a bit, stomping around, looking for anyone else he may recognize...
"Where are little navi friends? Troik confuse!"
He shouted into the abyss, his voice echoing for ages as it seemed... A single tear fell, he was alone again... Until the voice of Mirror called, in which he rushed quickly to see the reflective navi...
"Troik miss you, little navi! Maybe others here, wait with Troik."
Post by theguyiscalledsteve on Feb 12, 2015 17:05:04 GMT -8
Rainman opened his eyes, and found himself in a strange place. This place didn’t exactly feel to Rainman as it had a specific feeling..well it did have a feeling but Rainman wasn’t sure how to describe it. This place had a feeling of vastness, like he was in space almost.
“Would that be called cyber-space?” Rainman chuckled to himself before looking around. Rainman turned and saw Troik and Mirror talked. Rainman walked over to Mirror and Troik ,reflecting the two Navi’s in his watery substance.
“Hey guys. Do you know where we are?” Rainman asked.
Long glances came from E as he stared down this area of what he believed to be by default, an extension of Kotobuki. His muscles tensed as he generated plasma within his body. Once satisfied with his precautions, he took steps toward what to him seemed to be a rather small black hole. At least in his mind it was.
Fragments of data seemed to mesh together within the area,slowly forming Glassman,in all of his blazing, shard-like glory.
Glancing around with a tiny hint of confusion, he could feel that this was not his initial destination. It couldn't have been...
Before he found himself wandering off, Glassman looked up, as if he expected to see something in the expanse of the area...but that was not the case. The area seemed to be filled with white, white and (you guessed it-!), more white.
And then he brought his eyes over to a few figures who were also there, noticing one making his way toward the peculiar round shadow that seemed to be the only real distinguishing feature of this area...besides the permeating white of this zone.
Deciding to consult with the others there first, Glassman walked over to Mirror, Troik and Rainman, not entirely sure what to make of the area...
"Hey, where exactly are we...?" he asked, throwing the question out there for anyone to tackle.
Odd enough, Glassman didn't feel threatened by the mysterious area...but it was definitely out of the 'norm' for him.
Last Edit: Feb 13, 2015 12:18:54 GMT -8 by Wackoguy
“But that looks scary!” a squeaky voice replied to GlassMan and Troik, “D-do we really have to g-….wait…”
The voice stopped at the last moment as it looked to the two NetNavis…and then the rest. Bright electric blue eyes had knew that their form was familiar, somewhere. He had to check all of the sudden as he swore this very moment defied the laws of physics. Slowly, he touched every detail: doughy bright hands that tugged at bright white clothes. A white open denim jacket that was long by the sleeves touching every bit of the fabric until it reached beneath to touch a white shirt. The design was a sketched drawing of what seemed like an angelic wing at the lower right as it overlapped the beltline that it swept over. Finally there was the favored white pants that were bell bottoms that opened to reveal the white and black sneakers.
He had to place his hands in front of his face, then touch it! His mouth opened up gaping feeling his skin, his nose, his violet long silky hair that went to his shoulders while his voice raised slowly in a panic.
Xenneth, who was mysteriously present, leapt back in complete shock as he looked towards the NetNavis while standing on the edge of the shadow.
“W-w-what are you doing here?!” he cried out loud before looking around. “N-no-no! No! Wait, or what am I doing here?! What is this place? Why am I seeing NetNavis?! Am I in the net…or am I in a strange room? Have I been kidnapped? Is this another prank by the football team! Very funny guys! Come out! Please! J-just dress me up as a girl again! I promise, I’ll sing the whole Nursery Rhyme again and do the dance!”
He laughed modestly as he looked around, but screaming to no one in particular as he walked on the edges of the shadowy plain. Obviously, he was delusional from the fear.
“Come on! I’ll even start!” he said tilting to the side, “I’m a little teapot short and stout…here is my hands…whatever-ever…the spout? Heh-heh!”
Surrounded by the unexplainable, NetNavis (and the operator alike), surely they needed to interact further to find out what was this place.
Xenneth nearly danced out of the gesture as he swept his body from under MirrorMan’s arm and distance himself a mere few yards away from the group of NetNavis. Once again, his footwork was not-so-cautious as he seemed to walk along the dark silhouette upon the ground. His eyes still being as if he was about to be a victim in a horror flick and hands before him as if it was enough to separate him from the super powered digital beings. A nervous chuckle escaped his lips.
“Riiight! No prank! Heh-heh!” laughter coming out delirious almost, “There’s always a prank! Rule one of my ‘all-so-colorful’ world!”
Years of bullying and torture of a depraved High School mind was inflicted on Xenneth obviously. He shown this with every nervous shake, but not it was mixed with a fear of the unknown as he looked around the white blank atmosphere. Slowly, the scenery began to gain something that was unexpected: color. With his panicked state, the violet haired boy almost did not notice as his sarcasm was shaping the very atmosphere for reasons unknown.
“You know what?” he began again looking to the NetNavis with a smile more faux than before, “I was kidding! I love white! Lots of good things white! Ice Cream! Paint! The occasional bird drops on a 20XX modeled Mitsubishi! I just want to see something…NORMAL…for a change!!!”
He cried this last word out and his mellow, crazed expression vanished as the violet haired boy looked around awaiting for the environment to stop changing its appearance. However, things instead became worse: much worse! Vapors of Red, Blue, Green, and Yellow intertwined until they made Violet, Purple, and Orange. If not a haze like mist and fog, it was the very texture of the terrain that felt like flat tiles of some important corporate building but without cracks and creases. Within the haze of colors there were instances of glimmers and sparkles that were absolutely dazzling like the stars in a night sky.
However, the sight, to the violet haired boy was just terrifying!
Xenneth’s head slumped lowly in a saddened manner. His eyes curtained by his feathery violet locks and his frown shadowed by the bundles of hair. His voice low, free of the passive sarcasm and delusional laughter. “What…is this place…” his voice depressed and dispirited, “…and why do these things…always happen to me…” The dark space reaching across the floor like a shadow with it centered upon Xenneth now, it stopped to a dull slow, but he was too depressed to notice.
The rapid change that this area underwent was...crazy, to say the least.
Taking note of Xenneth's strong reaction to everything,Glassman took only a single step toward the panic-stricken young man,trying to let him have his own space for at least a little while.
"Sorry,Xenneth. None of us know what's going on her either...but if you can just calm down a bit,then maybe we can all work together...and maybe even find out what in the world's going on in this place." Glassman offered,hoping that his words would at least have somewhat of a positive effect on him.
"Take a deep breath,please. It'd be a good idea for all of us to keep now right now." Glassman spoke, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He then proceeded to exhale.
If Xenneth's emotional turmoil had that level of effect on the area, it was of utmost importance that they do what they could to calm him down...