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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jun 8, 2015 9:23:15 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
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Forty (Zane)
“Well ain’tcha’ jus’ a nice tall glass of water.” The female wearing a yellow mask came from behind the fiery NetNavi. Her green eyes were fixated on him in a lusty way. Her cowboy hat was on her head almost betraying the festive display, but with the long cascading blonde hair and show of chiming cowboy boots, who with a fetish for the southern bell would care? “Betcha pretty quick too! Some people don’t realize what this place is or what dem’ trials are about. My mistress, she’s a hot-head. She cares about speed and hates indecisive thinkin’. It’s a sure way to end up dead.”
She made a makeshift false gun with her fingers playfully as she “seemed” to pull the trigger and wink at Zane. After doing so, she whipped around showing her curly blonde hair as she moved. “Ya’ ain’t got time to talk to me. Make sure ya’ getcha man before this thing is over. When dem’ avatars show themselves at this here shindig, they gonna want you and ya’ friends to answer for ya’ selves.”
Special Condition unlocked: None
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Fifty-Seven (Genesis (Genesis))
“Sup?” The female figure said this while playing with what seemed to be a time-old device. It seemed like a wheel going up and down on a string repeatedly. She lifted her head just for a moment to look at Genesis through the eyes of the green mask. “Meh! You’re not a room traveler...nor are you someone that talked to one of us, but it’s a good thing you found me. You wanna’ know why?”
She seemed smug, bragging somewhat as she caught the device in hand and placed her knuckles to her hips. It was apparent she was wearing cut off shorts now if you had not noticed before. “Because I know why you’re here. You are here to teach us! What is it that you NetNavis do? Are you something worth seeing develop? Maybe you are just relics like us...to be forgotten. Things from the past have an effect on the future: so what will you leave behind? That’s what we all want to know. Also...” the female tossed the Yo-Yo to Genesis for him to catch. Instantly, it had burst into a light in his palm while she simply shown a grin as the aura covered him.
“Try to find a certain ‘piece’ in here that does not belong. Do it, and you’ll probably understand why this is all happening.”
Special Condition unlocked: Genesis received the power Exceed. Genesis may once, roll at least two-dice at once. This ability can only be used once per instance received.
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Sixty-three (theguyiscalledsteve (RainMan) )
“Would you like to know a secret?” the female before RainMan was calm. Her red eyes behind the yellow mask seemed to convey a perfect subtle feeling. She shown no fear, and if there was any, it was not going to show anytime soon. However, she did show a bit of sympathy as she twisted her lips and let her eyes drift. “That being in your trial? The injured one? My mistress did that.” she had said as she lifted her right hand showing her open palm, “Do not let this party deceive you. This is a place of kindred and kindling among others, but just like any other nature of existence, there is conflict. You will see some here that are just not...friendly.”
She said nothing more as she folded her arms. Her raven dark hair only curtain the turn of her body to reject anymore discussion between herself and RainMan. There was only a draw of the sword as she tapped his shoulder with the opposite side of the blade. “Be swift,” she said, “You must find the truth within this trial before time runs out.”
Special Condition unlocked: RainMan received the power Exceed. RainMan may once, roll at least two-dice at once. This ability can only be used once per instance received. -------------------------------------------------------
Thirty-Eight (Kazu (Enhancer) )
“Such a vulgar display of strength!” the figure who said this dawned a red mask as she looked on to Enhancer with a smile. Her outfit seemed to be adorned in jewelry...or was it simply her body? She seemed to have a make up consisting of sequenced minerals, sediments, and jewels that sparkled and glistened. It was only her face that shown a small smile as the ‘guest’ that Enhancer attacked vanished. “You aren’t going to get anywhere with that, trust me. We already had someone try in our trial in the room. It was not until he used his head that things flowed more smoothly.”
She said this in a cocky tone. Even her expression seemed to say that she was looking down upon him. “I have an idea! Why not just quit now? It’s not like you really care about this, right? That’s just what we want to know: just how much do you care for the insignificant lives that make up humanity. You that make decisions as human beings, but think you are in the realm of Gods.” with a simple flick of her finger, Enhancer was covered in a red aura. Smiling as she walked away, the female seemed to laugh at him.
“You are not Gods. Not yet...you aren’t.”
Special Condition unlocked: Enhancer received the power Exceed. Enhancer may once, roll at least two-dice at once. This ability can only be used once per instance received
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Six (Phreezey Breeze (Troik) )
“Hello you say?” the figure smiled in a dark manner as she drew from her hands what seemed like...surgical scalpels? However, before she could make a definitive move, she simply chuckled, “Toss yourself out of my sight. I have no mood for playing with you...as much as I want to. My lady...she has quite a temper. I wish not to be pummeled by her again. You ‘NetNavi’s as you are called, we are nothing like you! Our existence is just a piece of a black box...so that’s why, you’re disposable to me. Do you even know why you are here?”
She lifted her right hand, sweeping a bit of her raven black hair back. She looked over her shoulder as if she felt...watched? “Leave me be...now.” she gone on to say, “Certain rules are in place...certain rules that keep me from turning you and your friends into toys.” She folded her arms, decisively, but yet she said nothing else as she played with the red mask covering her face.
She seemed paranoid about some force...something roaming in the room...
Special Condition unlocked: None
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Parties: Enhancer | GlassMan | ??? - -
Values Rolled:
6 | 38 | 40 | 56 | 57 | 62 | 67 | 68 | 79 | 92| 94 | -
________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: You are a guest among many in this crowded masquerade room, but this is still a game because you are a guest among hundreds here in a large throne room. Meeting each other will not be as simple as taking off your mask and revealing yourself to the world. Everyone will roll a die (1-100) at the beginning of their post as they try to Talk/Touch/Get Someone’s attention at the party. There are Two numbers that are absolutely vital to this puzzle. Rolling one will yield some info or possibly a lucky prize. Chatty Ditz: ----
Tagging: The characters you can use are: || Shast (Iria) || Raven8 (Gravity Beetle/Unity) || notegg (Finale) || B.o.B. (B.O.B.) || "Bill" (Embra) || Phen (Phoenix) || Xypher (Merrill/Xylia) || Wackoguy (GlassMan)
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Post by Genesis on Jun 8, 2015 11:10:59 GMT -8
Exceed Triggered.
1-100 1-100
*Their greeting was casual for certain. He usually didn't like the smug ones, but he also knew that they usually were pleasant enough to tell things. Came from the smug standing. But the answer caused him to blink. Perhaps she was right about it being a good thing on finding her.*
"Teach you?"
*He didn't fancy himself an excellent teacher personally speaking, but hey. They said that everyone could teach something, right? He caught the yo-yo, watching it vanish and become an aura around him as he thought about her words. Teaching, what a NetNavi did, watching them develop, relics of the past and what they would leave behind. They wanted to know these things. And a piece of advice to go with it. Then he would try to find this piece to understand what was happening. He wasn't sure how he would do that, but the masks, clothes, and their words would be the most likely thing to clue him in.*
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Post by mirror on Jun 8, 2015 11:21:44 GMT -8
"Hmm... I guess I'll look for those special masks. Pink, white and then even a dual toned black-and-white. They should be easy enough to notice..."
MirrorMan continues mingling through the party, keeping an eye out for those masks he's interested in. With any luck he would bump right into them...
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Post by Zane on Jun 8, 2015 11:27:18 GMT -8
1-100
He understood the saying, but he totally would've preferred if something about fire was mentioned. He was okay with water though. Then it clicked that she wasn't looking at him in just any old way. Well, she was fine too, though he couldn't tell what was past the mask for the total package. Speed and hating indecisive thinking... well, he should be fine if he met her mistress then.
"I should be good to go th--wait a second. Get my man?"
He wasn't sure if she was saying that just because or implying something. He decided to let it slide for once instead, not in the burning mood just yet. He should see about finding out who these friends were supposed to be and who they would have to answer to eventually. Or why they would have to answer anything, for that matter.
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Post by theguyiscalledsteve on Jun 8, 2015 18:09:24 GMT -8
"W-wait! Thank you for the information but, who is your mistress?" Was what Rainman tried to say to the women, unfortunately for Rainman the girl disappearedinto the crowd before he could say anything. Rainman signed and continued to push forward through the crowd so he could eventually come across someone else.
This whole situation was starting to make Rainman panic. He needed to solve a puzzle before the time ran out..? He wasn't told how long he had, and now he had to watch out for bad guys as well! Nobody said adventuring was going to be easy but he never imagined he would be caught in this situation, at a ballroom trying to uncover information while looking out for bad guys. It was almost like he was a spy, expect that his name wasn't "Rom Cruize" and there were no killer pets attacking.
"Alright so there are bad people I need to look out for and I need to solve a puzzle as well...But...who attacked Shiva? And most importantly, how did that Xenneth know about me and Hado?" Rainman thought to himself as he pushed through the crowd.
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Post by Wackoguy on Jun 8, 2015 18:47:42 GMT -8
A person in a wedding dress with blonde hair was one type of person Glassman didn't expect to meet at a masquerade...but that just made things more interesting,perhaps.
Noting the person who had also wound up meeting the unusual,wistful bride,Glassman almost wondered if there were familiar faces here...especially with the colors of the doors seemingly being relevant here.
Going out on a limb,Glassman decided to approach someone,maybe he'd learn something useful here...?
Attempting to speak to another being,Glassman greeted the stranger with a nod and a wave.
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jun 9, 2015 11:10:47 GMT -8
"You are rude. Scared, yes? Not fear with Troik around. Troik is made to defend. Lady will not hurt you while Troik is around."
The gargantuan navi nodded peacefully to the woman as she explained her distaste for Navis... He shook his head, chuckling almost... His view on his very existence was one of equality and fairness, so he spoke his philosophy...
"Why would pretty lady judge Troik by origin? Troik cannot help being Navi. You see, Troik is not made like other Navi. Troik is like... firewall. He defend, not made to hurt. Troik not hurt you. Life should be fair, so Troik fair, too."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2015 19:45:08 GMT -8
“You seem to look like a strong warrior. Certainly, you would have traversed the Green Room with patience. However, it seems fate had other plans for you. I on the other hand wish the best for you. And I meant that truthfully. Use that power to attract others to you. There are oceans of personas here.”
Warrior stepped forward as the girl turned away. She seemed to know information about those doors. And if Green was patience, Yellow was something he was entirely unprepared for going in. He made it out alive though, and presumably Xenneth did as well since he appeared to leave first.
No major harm done then, right? His pride could take a hit for bombing the test, but no failure was truly ever a failure until you stopped learning from it and using that knowledge to grow.
He reached out to gently grab the female's shoulder, hopefully able to grab back her attention as well.
"Fate likes to do that. I'm curious though: in this ocean of personas, which one are you?"
He'd refrain from reaching for anybody else's attention for now. Maybe this girl had more answers.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jun 9, 2015 21:50:38 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
---------------------------------- “There was no way they did not notice this!” ________________________________________________________
Four & Ninety-One (Genesis & Wackoguy & Zane)
The two figures were conversing with each other as Genesis approached. One with a yellow mask, but the other one was different. This one’s mask was a two-toned color and the shape was different just like the chatty red clad female with the head piece, not to mention the one who spoke so gently to Troik. Her butterfly wing’s bottoms revealed pure blue irises that looked to Genesis as he approached while the other had stepped before her front right flank. It was as if she was in a defensive position. A hand reached to a handle to her side, showing what seemed to be that of a ready sword. The female with the butterfly mask had stepped forth tossing out a hand as if to soothe her protective spirit.
Her smile was nice and warm, almost like a mother to a child as she nodded to the swordswoman.
“You came…” the female voice was soft and cheerful. Even more so did her eyes brim wide with hope seeing Zane and GlassMan step forth. “…and you came together! I am happy.” The female had looked around: left to right as if something was lurking among the crowd of faces. She reached out a hand to each of the three and placed in their palm a glowing sphere of light. It soon started to dissolve until it reached to their arms, racing to their center until it touched their chest.
“There is no time to explain…and I cannot say much! They will catch on…” she began, “I will be fine! Just please, find Xen-kun! He is here…the real one!” The female whisked them away in haste as she swatted a hand. Her eyes shifty as she placed a hand on the robed female’s back and led her deeper amongst the denizens of the party guests. The room had seemed to be different: the entirety of the party was now looking at the Meeting Ground visitors. The whispers were more quiet, reserved, and the noise was next to none.
It almost seemed tense…conspiring…plotting…
Special Condition unlocked: Genesis | Zane | GlassMan obtained the ability Exceed Unlimited. Once per round, the user may roll two dice instead of one. This ability can be used multiple times per turn. Genesis | Zane | GlassMan can form a party! When one member of the party rolls a number already rolled amongst the numbers in the Meeting Ground’s Party, a party member may roll an extra dice their turn.
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Fourteen & Forty-One (@theremnantsoul (Warrior))
“That woman came from Ms. Agia’s room…”
The figure that was near Warrior was…invisible? Looking around, the female he had talked to before was gone. There was only another figure that was standing before him, this one standing tall as she bore a yellow mask. She tipped her cowboy had only to greet him personally, as if they were acquainted once before. However, she had also pointed down below to which her finger led to a strange sight. Behind the southern bell dress of the yellow masked party guest was that of a small child which seemed to be wearing a jester’s hat. The shape of a droplet of water was up on the sloped end that reached skyward, while downward pointed a small yellow shaped bolt of lightning.
“U-umm…uhh…hi?” he seemed to say this shyly as she hid behind the leg of the female. “I’m…Yomi. I-I…I don’t think you know me…but maybe that’s because you did not give the trial in the Blue Room. I-I remember you though…you took the trial my sister had given you.” Yomi seemed to frown as he said this. His eyes drifted as he nuzzled his face into the leg of the female.
“Y-yeah…right.” the southern bell spoke while rubbing her forehead. “S-sorry about shootin’ ya’ ther’, hun. I-I was just doin’ my ther’ job. Fa’ what it’s worth, I think ya’ a mighty fine fighter. Maybe we can take each other in a fight one day, rite’?”
Yomi grasped the female’s leg.
“O-oh! Y-yeah! Sorry’, hun. I forgot. You don’t like that thur’ kinda thang.’ So, rain check?”
“I-It’s alright.” Yomi began to speak again, “H-he’s not so bad. I saw him…through my sister’s eyes. You really care about that boy and the Pantheon, don’t you? Because of that…my sister…she doesn’t like you...or your friends.”
Yomi nuzzled the leg of the belle as she patted the side of his head. His hand, meekly, reached out to Warrior as a blue aura covered him. “Please, use that.” Yomi requested, “Leave this place…with everyone.” A simple request, but it seemed so fragile and frightened. Just what was everyone scared of in this place?
Special Condition unlocked: Remnant received the power Assurance. Remnant may manipulate the dice to roll through a set of ten numbers instead of the complete field. (Ex: 1-10, 16-25, 33-42.) This feature can be used to search a certain amount of party guests in order to uncover certain abilities and room dwellers.
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Five & Eighty-Eight (theguyiscalledsteve (RainMan) )
“Thisss issss our true formsss…”
This figure before RainMan obviously wasn’t human...not the least bit. She sounded feminine and some of her features shown. Apart from the ripped and scorn nurse’s outfit, there was a snack-like body bottom of a tail and scales and an upper body dressed in the scanty rags of the dragging outfit. Her eyes behind the mask were reptilian with slits and not to mention there was the very fact her body was curled around to be what seemed like a lifeless party guest.
“How do you like the power of…Exssseeeed? It is a powerful tool that us spirits use to return to our true forms: myths from the agesssss where we were based on legendsssss and beassssstssss of your wildest imaginationssss!” She reeled her head closed as her body simply shifted forth. Her eyes reflecting the image of RainMan. “You grasssssp strawssss…our power isssss beyond your imagination! Jusssssst like the purposssssse of thisssss party. Jussssst like thissssss pawn!” The figure had been squeezed among the coiled snake’s body until the mask seemed to almost hang off her body. Her body was too pale, too cold to identify. The eyes were coveted by the mask hanging off her.
She seemed dead…but how was death even possible in such a world?
Special Condition unlocked: RainMan received the power Trinity. RainMan may once, roll at least three-dice at once. This ability can only be used once per instance received. -------------------------------------------------------
Sixty-Five (mirror (MirrorMan) )
“It’s like looking through a window everyday…”
A female figure stood with a white mask on. Her hand had a rag in the right that seemed like a dish towel. The left had a sparkling clear glass that was pressed with the piece of cloth. She pressed it, scrubbed, her thumb moving around the edge as her head bobbed looking at every sparkling detail of the glass. She smiled at the reflection that she seen, “Everyday…I do as I am supposed to…looking through the window…wishing him to be happy…” A single tear rolled down the right eye of the female figure. She seemed to continuously clean the glass to perfection even though it was long decided that that was all the sparkling glass would ever be. Perfect…nothing short…
“I am happy, right? As long as I look through this window everyday…just to see him…”
It seemed like you would get nothing out of this lifeless party guest.
Special Condition unlocked: None
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Prowing Deeper~ (Phreezey Breeze (Troik) )
“Ugh…Fair?!” the female stepped back hearing Troik speak. “What do you mean fair? You buffoon! Fair does not exist in this realm! Fate is not fair! Life is not fair! Your beliefs do not match up with reality!” The female stepped back, swatting her hand towards Troik as if he was some kind of common fly. “Now, leave my presence! You shall not have me endure punishment anymore like that fool from the Red Room!”
She seemed adamant about sending Troik away. Would he oblige? That was a while other question.
Special Condition unlocked: None
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The mysterious female party guest is singing a lovely prayer…
Half of the party guests have vanished! Numbers have shuffled to accommodate changes!
Dice Roll range has been reduced from 1 Through 50!
Parties: Enhancer | GlassMan | ??? (Before the next roll, GlassMan must decide to disband his connection with one party!) GlassMan | Zane | Genesis -
Values Rolled:
4 | 5 | 6 | 14 | 38 | 40 | 41 | 56 | 57 | 62 | 65 | 67 | 68 | 79 | 88 | 91 | 92| 94 | -
________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: You are a guest among many in this crowded masquerade room, but this is still a game because you are a guest among hundreds here in a large throne room. Meeting each other will not be as simple as taking off your mask and revealing yourself to the world. Everyone will roll a die (1-100) at the beginning of their post as they try to Talk/Touch/Get Someone’s attention at the party. There are Two numbers that are absolutely vital to this puzzle. Rolling one will yield some info or possibly a lucky prize. Chatty Ditz: ----
Tagging: The characters you can use are: || Shast (Iria) || Raven8 (Gravity Beetle/Unity) || notegg (Finale) || B.o.B. (B.O.B.) || "Bill" (Embra) || Phen (Phoenix) || Xypher (Merrill/Xylia) ||
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Post by Wackoguy on Jun 10, 2015 6:21:48 GMT -8
Having forged a new link with two others at the party (OOC: New party formed with Genesis and Zane!),Glassman took quick notice of the changes in the hall. The one whom they had met hinted that things were seemingly taking a turn for the worse...were they running out of time...?
Accepting the ability,Glassman felt that they had a somewhat better chance of achieving their goal now...and even moreso once half of the guests disappeared.
Making his way through the dwindling crowd,Glassman attempted to conversate with someone else...
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Exceed Unlimited activated!
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Post by Genesis on Jun 10, 2015 8:03:12 GMT -8
Exceed Unlimited Triggered.
1-50 1-50
*One of them seemed defensive, but the other one stopped that. He met up with some familiar faces here, nodding to both while listening to the female. The light touched him, imbuing him with another ability now. This feeling in the air was different for certain. He had found some that didn't seem to belong, but was that all of them? Finding Xenneth, that should be the priority now despite their surroundings. They could cover more ground together, looking for him but also not opposed to seeking out some of the others. He knew a bit about their purpose, but not why there was so many of them given that.*
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Post by Zane on Jun 10, 2015 8:20:24 GMT -8
Exceed Unlimited activated!
1-50 1-50
Was it fight time? No... still not. They seemed adamant on being peaceful for this party. Well, whatever. He didn't know who this Xenkun was, but he had an interesting name. She whisked them away, but from the look of things and the song that made most of the guests vanish they were at the halfway mark.
"Is it almost time to have to answer for ourselves?"
He remembered what that woman from before said. Well he found some men, he could try to find one more. Plus with the reduced numbers he could find out just how many friends are supposed to be here.
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Post by Kazu on Jun 10, 2015 8:51:55 GMT -8
(Oh hey, that worked out)
Vulgar?
Pink plasma crackled around his finger tips on each hand, just under where the nail beds would be.
First of all, I've got six middle fingers! I can show you vulgar if you keep up these charades!
If all it took was a pat on the back on a "guest" to make this bejeweled-reject appear, he could do much, much more with greater effort.
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jun 10, 2015 14:19:41 GMT -8
Troik was, too, adamant about something. But not about this woman's passionate pleas for his departure. Kneeling down, he tried to get as close to eye-to-eye as he could to look her in the eyes...
"Troik has had fair share of abuse, death, and deletion. Troik knows what is like to hurt. You act like Troik is against you. Troik is not. Body language of you, Pretty Lady, tells Troik that you something is wrong. Why do you insist Troik leave? Is it fear? Does 'your lady' scare you? Troik knows what is like to be scared. It is painful experience, dreading when person can come around again. No need to be scared, fear draws you back, leaves Pretty Lady weak. You are strong, da?"
Troik was just guessing at this point, but any attempt to console this woman would be better than nothing, but it seemed as if the music did not reach Troik's ears... Or lack thereof.
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Post by theguyiscalledsteve on Jun 10, 2015 14:53:09 GMT -8
As the room suddenly became more open Rainman was met with a terrifying sight. It looked like he had finally found the "Bad guy", although he wasn't what Rainman had suspected. For starters this was a women...if you could her that. It looked like Rainman had found a snake...with her prey.
Rainman froze. What could he do? The party goer could still be alive...he thought about attacking but what if she harmed her more? Rainman slowly began to shake as he reflected in the reptiles eyes.
“How do you like the power of…Exssseeeed? It is a powerful tool that us spirits use to return to our true forms: myths from the agesssss where we were based on legendsssss and beassssstssss of your wildest imaginationssss!”
"Wait what? Y-you're a spirt?" Rainman asked he slightly stepped back from the snake women, maybe this would be a good time to attack? While she was talking? But..what was this about legends and beasts? Was she related to what Rainman had encountered in the caverns?
“You grasssssp strawssss…our power isssss beyond your imagination! Jusssssst like the purposssssse of thisssss party. Jussssst like thissssss pawn!”
Rainman could only watch in terror as the party guest was squeezed more, this time showing that her body was pale. It looked like she had been squeezed to death by this...monster.
"You-You killed her!" Rainman cried out, "What do you mean she was just a pawn? What is this...party?" Rainman asked, this time getting into a fighting pose. He could really use some help right now!
Then, out of no where Rainman suddenly gained stubble and blue eyes. He quickly ran towards the snake, and got out his Plasma rifle and aimed right at her head. He whistled and then all of a sudden a blue alien ran into the room! She was dressed in a while military uniform, she then placed her hands in front of her and lifted up the girl using psychic powers!
"TELL ME WHERE ARE THE REAPERS!!" Rainman yelled in a deep voice.
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