D.I.C.E(Game Thread/PM to Join)

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar was trying to pay attention to Richard but had trouble keeping her eyes open. She lay down on her side and muttered something about movies. But couldn't fight her eyelids as they closed. The legless girl lay on the couch asleep as Richard got back on the couch and covered them. Azkar wasn't awake to notice though.

Azkar opened her eyes to what must have been a dream. Her eyesight was restricted by what seemed like a helmet visor. She tried to look around but couldn't, she couldn't control her body at all, as if she was just tagging along for the ride. She tried to take in her surroundings. She was standing in a giant misty gray area, it seemed to reach on forever, with a sickening feeling in her stomach she felt like it actually did never end. The air was thick and cloudy almost, she could hear whispers from every direction, wisps and smoke poured over her constantly.

Azkar was mortified, the ghosts of children, the unborn, babies... Everywhere. That's what was blanketing every tiny space in this horrible realm. Azkar couldn't breathe as she felt the agony and despair in the air. The loss and cries of the forsaken, the abandoned. Cries for parents and loved ones seemed to echo for all eternity. Spirits desperately hunting for even a tiny flicker of warmth or compassion. Azkar tried with great difficulty to gain control of her body, but couldn't. She then began walking forward slowly, she noticed her entire body was covered in silver and white armor. Azkar felt like screaming, she just wanted to reach out and comfort them, but she couldn't. It was just like Hell, no, it was worse.

She stopped walking as a figure appeared before her from out of the terrible mist of the lost. It was tall, 12 feet tall maybe. A being in a thin black robe. It had huge glorious white wings folded behind it's back and was holding a massive scythe, taller than it was. In it's free hand it had a huge scroll, which it seemed to be reading. The being turned to face her. It's face was a skull. Azkar could feel her emotions being drained just looking at it, but she couldn't look away.

"You cannot be here. The decision has already been made" The words were Angelic, but cold, as if listening to them for too long would make your heart stop. "Limbo must be purged to maintain the balance, they cannot be moved to Heaven because they cannot be judged, they cannot be moved to Hell because they cannot be judged. Your objections are meaningless, you were already told-" Azkar cut him off, she had no control over what she was saying.
"You expect me to stand aside as trillions of innocents are annihilated, Azrael?" Her voice was rich with malice and loathing, her voice was strong and familiar, but she couldn't make out who's it was.
Azrael, the Archangel of Death, turned and faced her fully as he lowered the large scroll and placed the bottom of his scythe against the grey earth. "In time you will learn to accept such things, young one. There is nothing we can do for them, nothing we should do for them. They are doomed." Azrael turned the scroll towards her and let it unravel more. It looked like it didn't have writing, but she could feel it, the names and lives of literally countless souls rested on it's surface. "You do not have the right to know why this must be done. You do not have the right to stop it. It is already written. Your station means nothing, leave immediately."

Azrael held up the scroll and waved his scythe across it. Her heart stopped. A giant portion of the fog disappeared, leaving only emptiness. The feeling inside her... The tragedy of it all. She couldn't even comprehend it as she was forced to stare at the thing.
Azkar began to step forward, what was going to happen? What was happening? Was her body leaving?

She felt herself reach behind her back and pull off a massive bastard sword, which she felt like she recognized. "BEING FORSAKEN BY GOD IS NOT A CRIME!" she yelled at Azrael, who calmly rolled the scroll up.
"Your existence isn't necessary, this is your final warning." the skull hissed as it lent towards her. But her body responded by launching forward and snatching the scroll. In an instant she threw it against the ground and drove her sword through it. The scroll burst into golden flames.

"SACRILEGE!" Azrael boomed as he brought his scythe down, scraping it along her back and pulling her closer, she could feel it cutting into her wings... her wings? With a burst of movement she moved forward with the scythe, grabbing Azrael by his skeletal neck and parrying the scythe vertically with her sword.
"You shall be destroyed for the atrocities you have committed. Vermin." She heard herself swear with great rage.

"No, it is you who shall be punished for ruining the work of God, Azkar."

Azkar bounced up on the couch flailing her arms and legs, kicking the duvet off her and Richard. Wait... legs? Azkar stared at her legs, then noticed she was also topless. So she grabbed the duvet and covered herself so Richard couldn't see. "I don't know how I got legs again but I just had the weirdest dream."

 

[Ruedyn]

Kain took the card with a smile, holding on to the edge of it as he turned and walked away. He looked at the sky noticing it was dark, and people weren't around. He entered an alley, and when he was satisfied nobody was around, he transformed to his werewolf form.
When it was finished, he hopped between the buildings, till he reached he top. The smells of Paris were plentiful, and he could actually smell everything now. He heard an argument about a block away, the man had slept with his secretary. He ignored everything, sniffing the air for Richards aftershave. It didn't take long, and soon he was leaping across the tops of buildings, till he made it to the hotel.
'Swanky.' he thought, with the monsters version of a small grin on his face. He scaled the building, using his claws to dig into the plaster, pulling himself up. He reached the window where his smell was strongest, and tapped with a claw. He hoped they knew the difference between a lycanthrope and a demon.

 

[DarkRawen]

When Richard had been back with the duvet and covered them, Azkar was already asleep. Not wanting to wake her up, Richard had turned down the volume of the movie. It was fairly slow-paced, and after drinking another glass or so of wine Richard had fallen asleep himself. A bit after, he had been awakened by Azkar jumping up and flailing her arms. With legs. She then took the duvet to cover herself with, probably having realized that walking around without a shirt was a bad idea.

"I don't know how I got legs again but I just had the weirdest dream."

"Huh," Richard said. He was feeling a lot clearer now -still a bit tipsy though- but then again, Alcohol had a somewhat short effect on him. "Is seems you did. I guess you are healing faster now." Had it been anyone else than him, the sudden return of the legs might have gotten to them. Richard, however, was used to stuff growing back and fixing itself. "That's good," he smiled. "How long did we even sleep?" he looked around, the clock was almost at 9 p.m. "Strange, I guess it's the time difference that confused me. What timezone was the DICE HQ in? He looked Azkar again, picked up her shirt, and handed it to her.

"Anyways, I'm going to order some room service, because I'm a bit hungry again. Anything you want?"

As he said it, he could hear tapping on the window, and saw a huge wolf-like creature. At first he tensed up, but then he noticed that it was slightly human-like. Richard had yet to see a demon like this, and he knew Kain had gotten some things changed. "That's Kain?" he asked to be sure. Azkar was more likely to know it, anyways.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar took her shirt and just waved Richard out. "Get something non-alcoholic to drink and snacks or something I guess. Thank you~" Azkar got up, taking a few seconds to adjust to her new legs and shut the door. She then put her shirt back over her head and fixed up her skirt now that she had legs again. Fixing up her hair in it's ponytail, she opened the window and let the large lycanthrope in, then shut the window behind him. "You better be able to control yourself. Also try not to make a mess." Azkar then walked back and sat on the couch, placing the bottle she had been drinking from on the table, she wasn't inebriated at all now.

"So, learn anything interesting from the creepy paper man?"

 

[Ruedyn]

Kain opted to go for the dog style of sitting, (about eye level with Azkar) and sat wagging his tail. He lifted up the card he got, he had been very careful to not do much to it. He set it on the ground and made an X with what a human would call their index fingers.
'Don't touch.' He then got up to look at the clock. He held up his fingers, then lowered and raised them again.
'20.' That was how long it would take for him to turn back into a human. In the meantime, he sat down again, tilting his head curiously, intending for them to fill him in on what he had missed. He stared at Azkars legs.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar followed Kain around the room with her eyes. When he finally stopped she pointed at the paper, his hands, then at her legs "Treasure map, you want a high five and I guess it was just a phase." Azkar laughed then continued "As long as you don't start chomping up innocents we should be fine. As for my legs, I had a bit of a recessive memory leak and woke up with them. Although as we both know it is a bit hard to keep the freaks of D.I.C.E down, isn't it?" She crossed her legs and lifted up her 92FS pistol from her jacket, giving it a once over. "Shame there isn't much to do, as much fun as it is playing the part of a Human it's a bit hard to get into. Or stay interested in." Azkar placed the gun on the table, took up her phone and started flicking through menus. Showing them to Kain.

"I wonder if D.I.C.E have a bounty board or something. Nothing quite relieves the boredom like killing bad guys. Call me sadistic if you want."

 

[Ruedyn]

"I wonder if D.I.C.E have a bounty board or something. Nothing quite relieves the boredom like killing bad guys. Call me sadistic if you want."
Kain gave a wide grin. He certainly didn't mind killing a few of them, provided they were dangerous. He shrugged, and curled up into a ball, at the foot of the couch.
'I really hope she doesn't pet me.' he sighed, it sounded strange and slightly menacing in this form.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar put her phone down and pulled the duvet over her shoulders. "Or we can go to sleep I guess." Figuring he was curling up to go to sleep. Richard would probably come back and wake them up when he was done. She did get up and make sure all the windows were locked though, then got back under the covers and went to sleep.

 

[Shadowstar38]

"That better?"

"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"

The orb gave Isaac a better view of the building he was in. Unfortunately, it was not a sight he wanted to see. The walls were lined with the unconscious bodies of demons of varying type and power; most of them cut or shown obvious signs of experimentation. Four glass tubes filled with orange fluid were placed in a rectangle around the center of the floor. In the middle of it all, a young girl rested in the center. A rubber tube in the back of her spine hooked her to a large machine at the back of the room.
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"What so interesting up there then little one?"

The child does not respond verbally. He instead smiles at Isabelle and walks forward towards the door. He looks back and waves his hand at the group, ushering them to come in before disappearing behind the door.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

No response came from the child, he instead smiles at Isabelle as he walks forward towards the door. Before he disappeared behind the door, he turns and waves his hand back at the group, gesturing them to come forward.

"Okay, well that was strange." Isabelle said aloud, the statement not directed at anyone in particular. She then turned to the rest of the group who followed on close behind her. She shrugged with her shoulders, indicating she was clueless about what happened.

"Well, its our clue so far, guess we must continue on into the building. Be careful though, something doesn't feel quite right about this place, or that boy. Best be on your guard ladies." She remarked, before unsheathing her sword, and calmly walking into the room, with Vayle coming in soon after. The room itself was dark, but not dark enough so they couldn't see. To be on the safe side, she conjured up a ball of flame to act as a light source.

"Vayle, you couldn't help with giving us some extra light could you?"

"Of course I can Izzy, my crystal ball can work as one, once I put enough power into it that is." Vayle said rather cheekily with a grin, as she brought out the sphere. For a few moments it was dark, then suddenly, a light appeared from within. The surrounding area was a lot more defined now. Along the left hand wall was a landscape picture, although there were a couple of claws marks slashed into it. At the front was a reception desk that looked as though it could do with a good clean; objects were scattered all about, and there was even a few traces of blood on the floor.

"Lets try and head up to the second floor, see what had that child so enthused."

 

[Nouw]

A drop of blood fell from the vent onto the floor Danny had just been on. Upon making contact with the ground, it split into four and began what appeared to be a search. Each droplet went in a different direction and began 'scanning' the environment. For things small enough to fit the eye of a needle, it was doing its job remarkably fast. Blink, and you would have missed them. Even if you weren't blinking, you would have thought it was a trick of the eye.

They continued splitting up, covering even more ground despite being even smaller. Eventually one of the droplets found what it was looking for, evident by the sudden change in direction of the other droplets. They gathered back into one drop and leaped into the carcass of the demon through the eye-socket. The drop immersed itself in its brain and waited patiently for a stray agent to find it.

"Found you."

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So you don't really have that much power over me do you?
"Only enough to push you in the right direction, and then some. I could make you my puppet of flesh and bone but why would I bother? Influencing you doesn't take nearly as much effort!"
That's very reassuring. How am I supposed to know you're not really controlling me all the time? Hell, I could be still in the alternate dimension.
"Yeah Danny, you're totally right! In fact, this is all a very splendid dream."
Not the answer I would have liked but it'll do.
"Of course it will do! It better damn well do."

Danny arrived at the entrance of the facility. He didn't want to stay here for any longer; he just wanted to go home. Well, his new home. He spotted agents setting up camp, which could only mean the next plane was due in the morning. He didn't like the idea of camping out here, he was a city person and his visit to the woods near the facility was his second, and so he looked for a possible landing zone. He noticed a lit-up path going back to where the planes were before and followed that. In the landing zone was a plane dropping off supplies. Danny didn't care whether it was a proper transport or not, he just wanted to get out of here. He approached the plane.

"Excuse me, will this plane go back to HQ?" Danny asked the man unloading the packages. He looked tired and annoyed, with a face that said "my job sucks" and "I don't want to be here."

The man gave him one glance and replied while continuing to toss the bags into a cart. "You're going to have to wait like the rest of the agents mate. Now piss off before I report you."

"Division 4, I was part of the party that came here earlier in the day. Now let me hitch a ride with you. I'm not that heavy," Danny joked.

"You don't look too different from the peeps in Division 4, but then again I can't really let you on for looking scruffy. Do you have an ID?" he asked. Danny's joke seemed to have worked.

"Back-pocket."

Danny reached into his back-pocket and produced his ID. The man looked somewhat surprised and told him to hop onto the luggage compartment.

Thanks.
"No need for a thanks, it's a perk of having a parasitic demon in your body. Didn't you read the pamphlet?"

Danny chuckled and found a comfortable corner to sit in. He loaded his handgun with the three remaining rounds he had and drifted off to sleep with it in his hand, concealed courtesy of the blood.

"Sleep well Danny, you're going to need it."

 

[DarkRawen]

Richard had only been gone for about ten minutes, but when he was back, Azkar was sleeping, and Kain was curled into a ball, presumably also sleeping. Sighting, he put the items on the small silver plate - a bottle of some kind of fancy non-alcoholic drink, some regular juice, and a bowl filled with croissants- on the table. He refilled his own glass with white wine -since the effect was already wearing off from before- and turned the movie on, full volume.

"Wake up," he said, hoping they would notice the TV before him. If they were grumpy after being awakened -Azkar would probably be- confusing them for a short second could make the difference between getting hit and managing to get away.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar sat up on the couch, rubbing her eyes and then death staring Richard "Smart. Now everybody is going to think you turned it up to cover your rape of an underage cripple, however I'm not crippled anymore, so things will get real complicated if you don't turn that off."

She then reached down the side of the couch and pulled out her MP7, unfolding the front grip and expertly sighting up Richard's groin. "I like to be woken up nicely, by the way. The last Div 6 who woke me up by banging on my cell needed mage healers to put his intestines back in. Although to my credit I made sure it wouldn't be fatal."

 

[DarkRawen]

"I like to be woken up nicely, by the way. The last Div 6 who woke me up by banging on my cell needed mage healers to put his intestines back in. Although to my credit I made sure it wouldn't be fatal."

Richard shrugged, she wouldn't shoot in such a place, too much much bother afterwards. Right? "So you're the one who did that? Interesting. Croissant?" he asked, and drank about half the glass of wine at once. Then he went to a sink and got rid of the rest, since he didn't feel like having more. "Also, if you're that tired, perhaps you should go to sleep?"

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar dropped her MP7 back down, got up and wandered over. She then poured herself a glass of juice and put a croissant on a plate. "Well, what do we have planned for tomorrow?" Azkar asked as she took a bite, ignoring what Richard had said. "Also Kain requires a double high five to turn back into a humanoid... or something." Azkar shrugged. Then placed her food and glass on the table, walking quickly over to Richard and snatching the remote so she could turn the movie down, as people were bound to complain.

She then sat down next to the table and took her croissant, waving it at Richard "You're on the right track to share a bed with fluffy over there if you're not careful. Also, thanks for the food." Azkar took another bite and started watching the movie.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Also Kain requires a double high five to turn back into a humanoid... or something."

Richard looked over at Kain, the realized something. Would that guy end up naked when he assumed his regular form? Just in case, he went and found the blanket that had covered the duvet in the bed, and dropped it over the wolf-guy. Azkar turned down the movie, he had been meaning to do that sometime.

"You're on the right track to share a bed with fluffy over there if you're not careful. Also, thanks for the food."

"No way, I'm taking one of the beds. Besides, this sofa seems decent enough for a bed, don't you think? Anyways, depending on how much DICE is willing to pay, I might still be paying a lot. I'm sleeping in a bed, alone." he sat down in the sofa, and started watching the movie as well. In front of them a French girl was almost shot by German soldiers because of the horse, or something like that. He wasn't completely sure, because he had fallen asleep, but something told him the horse was haunted, as everyone seemed to get killed when they had it. He ate another croissant, and remembered that Azkar had asked what they were to do later.
"I'm going to get a laptop, probably," Richard said. He needed it in order to fix a few things. Besides, it could be useful for research as well.
"What are you going to do? Go to some boring museum?"

 

[Ruedyn]

Kain began shrinking, his hair was growing less dense. After a few minutes, he was in the fetal position, completely naked, but not enitrely human yet. He retained his ears, and a lot of the hair and claws.
He pushed himself up and smiled, revealing he still had fangs.
"Good evening, Richard. Any food for me?" He winced at his own voice, too loud.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Good evening, Richard. Any food for me?"

"There are croissants here," Richard said, not looking away from the movie. He knew Kain had started changing, but he was too busy watching as the horse was being worked too hard by the Germans. Richard wasn't even sure of why he kept watching, something dragged him into watching it. "You can take a few."

 

[IFS]

"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"

At that Garath turned and looked into the room, it was not a pleasant sight, but he had seen worse, probably created worse images for others too. "What are they doing to her? We should get her out of there," he said, pointing at the girl. He wondered if she was going to be used to make a Kouza, not a pleasant thought, but he wasn't sure what else this place could be for.

He wondered if the unconscious demon's minds held any answers, he approached one and began his incantation, binding it should be simple if it was unconscious, and it would give him access to a few of its more recent memories.

 

[deathbydeath]

"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"

Aaron couldn't help but whistle in awe. The test demons lined up covered the walls of the room, each one a different story and a different test. Aaron boldly stepped ahead of the others, pacing around the perimeter of the room, scanning the interior for any sort of computer console or lab reports.