The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Rising Dawn, Jenny's Room - Dreamscape: Jenny, Jake

"...j-j-Jake?!" Jenny stammered, part of her knew it was a dream, but apart from that...
Almost instantly, he got up from her seat and hugged him, nearly on the verge of tears after seeing her dead friend again.
As she did, she was stammering dozens of apologizes, though nearly all of them came out in a incomplete mess of words.
It took her a whole minute to finally calm down as the nature of this meeting began to sit in.
"...This isn't real...Is it?..." She then moped, realizing that it was a dream.
When your a Psychic type, you quickly learn the difference between Dreams and Reality.

"Just....*Sniff* I'm so sorry....I'm sorry I got you killed..."

"No Jenny, it's just a dream. I can make it so you remember it if you'd like." Jake said sadly as he got the Pokemon to return to her seat. Pouring her a cup of tea he launched into a soft rebuttal of Jenny's thoughts.

"Now, I'm gonna give you one chance to forget about this killing me bullshit. You didn't stab me. You didn't shoot me. You didn't make me jump in front of that javelin. I jumped. ME. I could have probably shouted out and you and Annie could have dived, but eh. Que sera, sera. So stop fucking crying over it. People die. Shit happens. In the grand scheme of things, I was just a pilot, and a very out of his league man. Yeah I had Author powers, but they were situational. It could have been you, who keeps the crew together. It could have been Annie, who is working so hard to get her redemption and can turn into a 30ft tall titan. It could have been Melethia, our trap and material expert. It could have been the Wanderer, flashy showoff bastard he is with absurd firepower. Hell, I would have jumped in front of that javelin for a random fucking civilian, Jenny. That's just who I am. So get it out of your system now, because when you wake up, you gotta get back to work. You gotta live on. Akane will need support more than ever now I'm gone." Finishing, Jake sighed deeply before drinking the last of his tea.

"And I am the last person qualified to be doing this therapy shit, I'm friggin' insane for fuck's sake!" he said laughing.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn, Jenny's Room - Dreamscape: Jenny, Jake

Jenny was a more than a little stunned, there was no doubt in her mind that it was Jake who she was talking to, he did have a way with words.
"...Y-you're not mad?...I-...." She stammered, competely taken off guard by what Jake was saying.
"...Just...I only wanted to help Cz, she was having nightmares...And then that...THING (Death Persona) showed up and..." She added as a knot got caught in her throat.
"...I...just can't help but feel...that if I did something different...you know?...But...What do I tell Akane? She's been crushed by what happened..."

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

Congressional Hopeful M. Bison was not happy this Christmas as he looked at the concrete walls around them as he stood on the Stage his campaign had booked.
[color=6c1504]"...So Let me get this straight...You spent all the money Cortex earned with his "Unofficial" Clinic...To book this place and have a stage set up...and at no point...did you check to see if this PLACE WOULD ACTUALLY BE FUCKING OPEN!?!"[/color] The "Head" of the Cartel shouted at his men.
[color=004d]"Doom said he was sorry..."[/color] Doom sheepishly said as he didn't move his eyes from the floor, like a child who was getting his head roared off for messing up (Which wasn't all that far off).
[color=6c1504]"Well that doesn't quite cut it you Metal Moron! 10 GRAND! FOR NOTHING!"[/color]
"Hey, Leave him alone, it was because the bastard who wrote up the Booking messed up the date, it's not Doom's fault." Wesker cut in outside of flinging unused "Vote Vor Vincent Vega" badges fresh from the box into a nearby bin.
[color=6c1504]"SHUT IT WESKER! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY EXCUSES! AND WHERE IS BRUISER WITH MY LATTE!?!"[/color]
Yes, in his bids to take over the whole wide world, Bison had clear turned into a raging asshole, or at least far faster then the others though he would.
[color=6c1504]"Great...Just great...Night before Christmas and LOOK WHERE WE FUCKING ARE!"[/color]
"Hey, Look at this way, we still aren't in jail..." Bruiser said as he showed up with a bunch of drinks from the Coffee machine for the gang.
[color=6c1504]"OH IN THAT CASE: MERRY CHRISTMAS ONE AND ALL! TIS TRULY THE PRESENT I YEARNED FOR ALL MY YEARS!....NOT! NOW GIMME MY LATTE!"[/color]
[color=b4b4]"Sheesh...and you were worried that the mic wouldn't be loud enough..."[/color] Cortex sighed as he too walked into the scene, having been able to hear Bison's ranting from the restrooms.
[color=6c1504]"BELIEVE ME! IT'S THE LEAST OF MY FUCKING CONCERNS RIGHT NOW! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"[/color] The Politician screamed at the top of his lungs before using his Psycho power to send on of the amps though one of the "Vega 2014" banners that had been set up.

 

[Ninjamedic]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

10 Minutes earlier

As Bruiser closed entered the coffee shop, he was greeted with a sight befitting a Danny Boyle zombie film: tissues, packets of sugar and chairs scattered about, the walls and floor seemingly redecorated by Jackson Pollack on a caffeine bender. The front looked like it had been bombed, with the doors ripped from the hinges, windows smashed open and scorch marks everywhere. The counter had been turned into a makeshift fortress, the tables assembled into homemade battlements and the doors crudely nailed to the island to seal the kitchen space away from whatever caused this coffee apocalypse.

Panicked voices could be heard as Bruiser approached the counter fort, before he could ask what was going on, a barrel of a shotgun poked through a small gap in the counter. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!?", the voice shrieked. Bruiser just placed the list of beverages into the gap.

"......Okay then, they're on the house, just please GO AWAY!" about 2 minutes later, the drinks were pushed forward on a tray by a broom. "NOW GET OUT, ALRIGHT!"

[color=6c1504]"BELIEVE ME! IT'S THE LEAST OF MY FUCKING CONCERNS RIGHT NOW! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"[/color]

As the now politically minded ex-dictator ranted to an empty space, a thought came to Doom and Wesker. The Mall wasn't closed on the 24th, so why is the place empty? While there were shops that looked like they had been raided, it looked just like they were the victims of a last minute shopping rush from this distance. Something didn't make sense here...

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

As Bison ranted, Bruiser was starting to realize something was off.
"...Hey...You think...You think there something is up?...I mean...I know there are some real cheapsakes in the world, us included...but...Shouldn't they be open?..." The Machoke mused as joined in Wesker's game of "Badge to Bin".
"It's a rough economy..."
"Still...There is something up here...I mean, that guy in the Coffee Shop, bastard was like some fucking Right Wing Nut." He added as Bison began to Calm down.
[color=6c1504]"All I know that is there is going to ONE HELL OF A LAWSUIT!"[/color], The key word was "Began" to calm down.
[color=004d]"I mean, it's like Black Friday mixed with a Virus Plague..."[/color] Doom added as he glanced out at the empty hall.
[color=004d]"...ECHO![sub]ECHO![sub]ECHO![sub]ECHO![sub]ECHO![sub]ECHO![sub]ECHO![/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub]"[/color]

[color=6c1504]"SHUT UP! That's it! I'm going to get to the bottom of this!"[/color] Bison then shouted as he ventured forth from the stage to find the Manager of the Mall.

 

[StormShaun]

Yu Narukami, Devon and Cadolbolg.
Location: Halls | Shadow Operatives Building | Personaverse.

Calming holding his hand up he nodded his head, a soft smile appeared. "No problem, my lips are sealed. Hopefully they will like those gifts, reminds me of my own family and friends." He remembered with good intentions, his friends, the source of his determination to find the truth. "I'm just on my way to grab a coffee from the vending machines. I can't go to sleep and I can't do any training, we all need the energy for tomorrow. Do you guys want anything?" He asked and motioned to the near vending machines.

Storm, Slindis, Dimitri, Rugal, Teri, Garm, Sadei and Annie.
Location: Medical Bay/Lab | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

Listening about the whole commotion, Storm had no idea what was going on. So he had travelled back to the medical bay to care for his fallen 'brother'. When the group had entered he was in the middle of his continuous cleaning up of the somewhat suicide of the Wanderer. Wielding a bloody mop with brain-matter leading to the room that the Wanderer occupied, he simply tried to get on with it.

As much as he would like to say something, it looked like something confusing and complicated. "Just keep working, just keep working ... it doesn't involve you ... " He said to himself as he carried the bloody water bucket.

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

and David West
Location: Rising Dawn canteen | Personaverse.

Alpha shook her head at the question. "

[color=nvayblue]No, in a technical sense you can say this is my home since I live in this body. As for a physical property ... no, haven't ever had one. It must feel nice though, having a place where you can go when you are just done with all of this, to just live normally. I would like to do that, but it feels like the world or a greater power has a tug on all of us.[/color]

" Her voice sounded hallow, as if she had never lived before, as David dealt with the other girl in the canteen, the physical AI had grabbed a bottle of water and returned to the water.

After a gulp of water she gave David an awkward yet embarrassed smile. "

[color=nvayblue]But ... when our time is up on this crew, I feel like making a home with my hubby. Make a life for ourselves, since we never actually had one before.[/color]

"

The Lone Wanderer & Jack the Reaper.
Location: Snowy Graveyard | Purgatory.

Seeing the Reaper, the Wanderer gave a sigh. The air coming forth from his mouth was made visible by the unknown cold. "I really need to keep my mouth shut sometimes." he commented to himself as he faced the Reaper. It was Jack the Reaper, someone who the Wanderer hardly knew, but his Author Shaun told him much about Jake and him. Having no idea why the soul guide is here, the Wanderer cut to the point.

"I'm guessing that this is either about two things Reaper. Me about my ability to not die, or my reason for why I am here." The Wanderer said with a crude tone, he did not fear death, but this Death was directly in front of him and it made his judgement waver.

"These souls though ... a second chance ... why, why do I not believe that? As for the thing I search for, I believe it can do more good and harm. Now, how much do you know about me!?" The Wanderer's hand lowered as if he was about to unleash some kind of weapon, yet nothing was there. Preparation, you can never be too careful in a place beyond the mortal realm.

 

[Ninjamedic]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"SHUT UP! That's it! I'm going to get to the bottom of this!"[/color]


As Bison walked towards the managers office, he could hear heavy footsteps in the distance. While the sound was feint from so far away, the ground rumbled with each step, the magnitude becoming greater and greater as whatever it was came closer. The second floor of the mall was even worse then what Bruiser had seen. Shops ransacked, stands demolished in what made the Black Friday Stampede look like English Queuing, the remnants of improvised fortifications, weapons scattered across the floor, blood splattered on the walls, chunks torn out of walls and fires. Though the Hot Topic didn't look any worse than before.

The mammoth steps grew louder, as if they were coming from the car park. Then the doors swung open, with the outside lights casting a silhouette upon the shape now standing in the doorway. It looked like a larger man, in a red suit, though from the opposite side of the floor, they couldn't be sure who it was...

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

Bison was starting to get un-nerved, and that was before the apparent Manager made his appearance.
[color=6c1504]"Jesus...This is like that one time in London..."[/color] He said, recalling when Red Mage trashed the place, he remembered that day because he was being transported by the UN for his trial that day.
Still, The mood wasn't helped when that man in a red suit showed up.
[color=6c1504]"...Rugal?...Oh...Hey....uhhh, when did you....[sub]oh dear god[/sub]..."[/color] He began stammering, after all, no one likes to run into a former boss of his, especially when he was a mass murderer.

 

[Ninjamedic]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"...Rugal?...Oh...Hey....uhhh, when did you....[sub]oh dear god[/sub]..."[/color]

"HO! HO! HO!" The shadowed individual closed in, revealing himself. The ground shaking with each of his steps.

"YOU'VE BEEN VERY NAUGHTY THIS YEAR BISON, I'VE CHECKED MY LIST.", Robot Santa declared as he marched towards the dictator, the jolly titan scanning the area for any tricks he may pull. "YOU'RE GUILTY OF CORPORATE LOBBYING, MURDER, ATTEMPTED MURDER, CONSPIRACY TO COMMIT MURDER AND KIDNAPPING. "

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"...uhhhhh...What?..."[/color] Was Bison's only answer as he saw the Robot Santa advancing on him.
[color=6c1504]"...Is this some kind of joke?..."[/color] He then remarked as the Robot listed his "Crimes" but what was more chilling was the fact the used his "Real" name.
[color=6c1504]"How did you-..Alright, who do you work for? UNIT? G-Corp? Viscus? The Rising Dawn? OSI? GCI? IAA? FIB? Tell me dammit!"[/color] He demanded as he let his anger fuel his Psycho Power, starting to give off a purple hue.
[color=6c1504]"GUYS! Get got a Enemy Drone over here!"[/color] He then shouted behind him, calling the others just in case things got ugly.

Back at the stage, his rallying call was heard by the others.
[color=b4b4]"Mother of god, can we go one holiday without having to worry about someone or something wanting us dead?..."[/color] Cortex sighed as he finished his coffee before casually walking over to where Bison was, soon to be followed by Wesker, Doom and Bruiser.
After all, it was just one Robot dressed up as Santa, how bad could it be...Right?...
Right?...

 

[bluerocker]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

Inuart, who had come back from a day's work again (unlike the rest of those lazy cartel members ) to find the group standing outside a coffee shop with a...
"Santa? That's Santa, right? The people who dress up in shopping malls for Children, if that's what the barman said.. I didn't know that robotic versions were popular... Also, anyone know why this Mall's empty? I'm supposed to do a gig in it later and no audience would be terrible!"

Oh Inuart, you and your culture clash.

 

[Ninjamedic]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Twas the night before Christmas...
Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Political Rally, Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"GUYS! Get got a Enemy Drone over here!"[/color]

Robot Santa continued to close in on Bison, undaunted by his power buildup, he continued to anaylse the cartel as they appeared.

[color=red]Doom - Good, 
Wesker - NAUGHTY,
Cortex - NAUGHTY,
Bruiser- VERY, VERY, VERY NAUGHTY[/color]

"THERE'S NO DELUDING YOURSELF CHILDREN, YOU'RE ALL GUILTY, I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU ALL WHAT YOU DESERVE."

[color=red]Weapons Primed; 
Priority Target - BISON;
Loading Missiles- [/color]

As Robot Santa primed the first attack, Inuart Strolled in,


"Santa? That's Santa, right? The people who dress up in shopping malls for Children, if that's what the barman said.. I didn't know that robotic versions were popular... Also, anyone know why this Mall's empty? I'm supposed to do a gig in it later and no audience would be terrible!"

[color=red]Inuart - Folk/Country Musician - EXTREMELY NAUGHTY[/color]

"Don't worry Santa has something very special for you..." He reached behind him and pulled out two Laser Tommy Guns, aiming for the two closest targets, Bison and Inuart. "HO, HO, HO!" The robot roared as he sprayed the room with lasers, forcing the others to ground as he closed in on his two main targets. As the laser barrage filled the room, a shoulder rocket deployed from his right shoulder, targeting the dictator.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Blasting though the Mall...
With 1 man killing drone...
Though the screams it goes...
Laughing all the way "HO, HO, HO!"

Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"...Uh oh. WATCH OUT! IT'S ARMED!"[/color] Bison warned the others before Lasers began flying thought he air at them.
In relation to the Missile, Bison was able to warp out of the way, resulting in it instead blowing up one of the shop fronts.
[color=6c1504]"Gah! You want to play you son of a *****!? Let's Play!"[/color] He shouted as he reappeared behind cover and flung a orb of Dark Energy at the Drone.

Cortex was the first on the scene, having a laser race an inch above his massive head, giving him a narrow burn in the shape of a line on the top of his flat head.
[color=b4b4]"OWJESUSFUCK- What the hell!? Lasers?! Since when did Santa have Lasers?!"[/color] He protested as he hid under a sitting bench from the onslaught of the Merry Fat Man in the suit.
[color=b4b4]"[sub]shield, where's my shield?[/sub] A-ha!"[/color] He said as he pulled out a device from his pocket and a small blue orb shield formed around him (Think the boss fight from Crash 3) before returning fire with his Ray Gun, sending bolts of green plasma towards the robot.

Bruiser and Wesker meanwhile hid behind one of the pillars as red hot laser bursts raced thought the air.
"I DON'T EVEN CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS! I JUST SHOW UP FOR THE PARTIES!" He shouted over the battle before grabbing the first thing he could find, a plage with a "You are here" map on it, and flinging it at the
"I don't think that's what it wants to hear..." Wesker snarked as he pulled his handgun and began to open fire, aiming for the Robot's head, hoping to hit his CPU.

As for Doom:
[color=004d]"Come on! Doom wants that Lobster Harmonica!"[/color] He cursed the dreaded claw game as he fought for the beloved Lobster Harmonica of his dreams, largely unaware of the battle that was raging literally right around the corner from him.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Airship Rising Dawn: Medical Bay Slindis, Dimitri, Rugal, Teri, Garm, Sadei, Annie

"... I'm sorry, for everything I've done to people. All I want at this point, is just to be a good human being..."

"...You and me both..." Was Rugal's final answer as he glanced down at his hands, wondering if it was even possible after all that had happened.
"...Well...I guess that's it then. I guess all we can do is...get some rest." He absently said afterwards as he stood up from the bed, feeling finally getting back into his repaired limbs.
"Just thank you all again, I knew it mustn't have been easy, I just...didn't want to admit there was still a side of me that was still like...I used to be. I know I failed you all...[sub]yet again[/sub]...But..." He began to say but seemed to be unable to finish, not really knowing what to say in his defense.

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

and David West
Location: Rising Dawn canteen | Personaverse.

"Heh...Let me guess, you two were raised for war from the get go as well?..." David joked, knowing the answer at this point.
"Seems to be a recurring theme around here alright...Eh, at least we're using the combined powers of our personal dysfunction for a good cause, right?" He then said before taking a swig of of his Soda.
"Besides, if it wasn't us, it'd either be someone else or no one at all...I understand that now..."

 

[Ninjamedic]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Blasting though the Mall...
With 1 man killing drone...
Though the screams it goes...
Laughing all the way "HO, HO, HO!"

Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"Gah! You want to play you son of a *****!? Let's Play!"[/color]

Robot Santa merely stood there and let the orb hit him, the impact not even scratching his armor, "Allow me to make this place a little more festive." The robot hurled five grenades shaped like borbles at Bison, before resuming laser fire. The group's quick jump to violence disgusted him, all he did was make sure the bad kids were punished, and this is the thanks he gets? He responded to cortex's plasma fire with two shoulder missiles.


Spotting Wesker and Bruiser, he pointed out the pair from the distance "Get 'em boys!" a group of robotic reindeer burst in from the ceiling and charged at the two, Robot Santa keeping his distance from Bison being aware of his martial arts abilities and powers.

However, he halted his suppressive fire for just a moment as he passed Doom. "Hello there Doom, for your good behavior this year I'd just like to give you this." He produced a large box in gift wrapping and gave it to Doom. "Merry Christmas Victor", the robot grinned and gave him a crate of yogurt. He then turned back to resume dealing with the rest of The Cartel.

Spoiler: The contents of the Box

 

[bluecrimson]

Yu Narukami, Devon and Cadolbolg.
Location: Halls | Shadow Operatives Building | Personaverse.

Devon nodded at Yu's statement. [color=00c863]"Well, I think a small tea would work. I'm getting ready to head to sleep myself, anyways. Besides, Cadolbolg needs to let Caim and Angie get some time to themselves as well. Perhaps we could work together tomorrow?"[/color] The three walked to a small vending machine and got the drinks, and Devon was doing her best to get Cadolbolg to cheer up and head to sleep.

[color=00c863]"Cadolbolg, we'd better head back in the room or else Ella won't get these in time. See you tomorrow, Narukami."[/color] She scritched the underside of Cadolbolg's head as they neared the room, noting that Ella had already fallen asleep when they looked in the open door.

 

[bluerocker]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Blasting though the Mall...
With 1 man killing drone...
Though the screams it goes...
Laughing all the way "HO, HO, HO!"

Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

"Wait, what?! I THOUGHT HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JOLLY! WHY ISN'T HE JOLLY?!"

Still being a bearer of Wesker's serum, Inuart found it relatively easy to dodge about from the volley being shot at him; even holding up his guitar case to block some of the volley. Ducking into one of the messed up shops, the bard pulled out his blade (and varying amenities, such as the sheath), suited up, and hopped back out, bringing his blade out to send a wave of ice [http://youtu.be/nROoPVqmS1g?t=26s] the robotic Santa's way

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Kill the wooooooooooorrld!
Do they know it's Christmas Time?
Kill the wooooooooooorrld!
Let them know it's Christmas Time!

Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"OH COME ON! WHO MAKES ROBOTS LIKE THESE?!"[/color] Bison protested as his attack didn't seem to dent the machine's armor.
[color=b4b4]"WELL, I *DO* KNOW THIS DR. WILY GUY-"[/color]
[color=6c1504]"JUST SHUT UP AND TAKE CARE OF THOSE REINDEER!"[/color] he shouted before warping again.
Re-appearing over the Robot Santa's head, he stomped on it's head before bringing both hands down on it skull.
While he wasn't as skilled in hand to hand as he could be, His Psycho power clearly picked up the slack.

[color=b4b4]"Alright...Lets see if I can't get a new friend..."[/color] Cortex then said as he stopped firing and began rooting though his jacket for his PDA.
With this Shield still up, he began trying to hack into any of the robots, Be it the Santa or the Reindeer, after all, if he could turn a Payphone into a inter-dimensional communicator[footnote]Twisted Metal Arc, while he was working on his Truck[/footnote], this should be easy...

Bruiser meanwhile went for a far more brute force approach, grappling with one of the Reindeer as he tried to rip it's head off while Wesker used his speed to quickly kick off the pillar and strike his Reindeer in the face.
"Where the hell is Doom!?" He shouted, unaware of his man child friend's location, though the killer robots took priority.

[color=004d]"*Tsssss* "Space Pirate Captain Doom's Log, Stardate 42761.9. My army of Cylons has successfully captured the Stargate, bringing me one step closer to defeating the Reapers. Doom couldn't have done it without the assistance of the Serenity and her crew. That Zoë had the sweetest ass Doom has ever seen. I bet she gets sweaty under all that leather..."[/color]
Doom meanwhile was where the Robot Santa had left him, playing with his LEGO Star Wars set, though it was starting to trickle in that he competely forgot which Sci-Fi Series that was...

 

[Ninjamedic]

Spoiler: Meanwhile

And the Souls
are shrieking out,
to end Christmas Day!

Vincent Vega for Congressman Campaign. (A.K.A. The Cartel)
Empty Shopping Mall, Santa Monica
AA Realm

[color=6c1504]"JUST SHUT UP AND TAKE CARE OF THOSE REINDEER!"[/color]

Santa would have been able to stop Bison's attack, but he had been taken off guard by Inuart's strike, distracted just long enough for Bison to hit. Initially, it looked like Bison's attack had destroyed the head of Robot Santa, but immediately after, a new head popped out and the old exploded, sending Bison into a wall, the android retaliated by deploying a Plasma Cannon and firing at the now dazed dictator. "TURKEY SHOOT!"

Meanwhile, Wesker had successfully knocked back one of the reindeer into a fuse box, frying it in the impact. However, Cortex's attempts at hacking had only succeeded in triggering the reindeer's self-destruct mechanism. The robo-deer now began beeping, as well as the head of the reindeer that Bruiser had decapitated....

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: ???
Time: Christmas Eve​

Red Mage

The Mage in Red placed a candy into his mouth and sucked on it gently, rolling the piece of hard peppermint over with his tongue. It was cold and sweet he found. The winter snows drifted down around him lightly, and the entire town was blanketed by its soft embrace. Buildings line after line hid sleepily behind their white comforters, shining sleepily with flickering lights. The town was quiet, sleepy, muted. Hidden away in the Christmas snowfall. Up above the dark blue sky held a thousand stars shining in streams and rivers, flowing from horizon to horizon. it caught Red Mage's breath, a plume of soft white mist that billowed all at once out of his mouth. Those twinkling stars shone ten times brighter this night, Red Mage thought. He closed his eyes and let the soft air brush by him, ruffling his scarf against his robes.

When he opened his eyes, he was standing alone in a street. The snows had completely covered the asphalt and concrete. Beside him houses were lined up, flickering with warm light. He could smell the waftings of Christmas feasts between friends and family, preparations for the next day, and the murmur of prayers. He moved forward, hands in his pockets. His coast was made of warm fleece, dyed a dull crimson red. His scarf wrapped tightly about his neck and chin, shielding him from the snowy cold. His boots crunched against the new fallen snow. With every step he carried himself further into frigid isolation, and into the darkness. Yet every time the darkness would consume him, he stepped into the light of another streetlamp. They stood dutifully on Christmas Eve, tall sentinels that never balked from their duty. Red Mage admired them... he supposed. But even still, they looked alone but were surrounded by thousands of their brothers and sisters. All standing tall and firm together. Strong, unyielding, and wearing the snow as downy hats.

He thumbed his hat and kept walking, the snow swirling around him. He drew breath and let the cold air wrap around his tongue and the peppermint, chilling both to a comfortable coolness. There was another shadow walking in the distance. A faint outline in the drifting snow.

They crossed paths. Her hair was white, brilliant and beautiful. Her coat was the same color of blood a his, and her skin was warm to the touch. Their hands brushed against each other as they passed. She held on gently, delicately, almost as if she herself was going to vanish into the snowy winds. Red Mage held on with the same lightness, before letting go and vanishing into the snows himself. He slipped his glove back on and continued, drawing another soft sweet breath from the cold Christmas air. The ends of his lips curved up into a satisfied smile. His heart was filled with warmth as he walked. He closed his eyes and kept walking, the sound of the crunching snow never changing.

Red Mage opened his eyes. He was alone again, and the dark surrounded him. Tears rolled down his face.. uncontrollable, unwanted. His heart filled with a great surging warmth, and he knew not why. The stars above him shone his path. A million thousand sparkling gems in a pitch sky. Filled with love hope, warmth and love. Things he did not know. He cried, weeping. He stood, alone. In a dark that was all consuming, yet was absent. He saw the world before him, and nothing else. Like shimmering light in water. A dark glass reflection of the place he lived. He smiled, and those warm bitter salt tears caught the nook of his smile and ran down the tip of his chin into his scarf. Staining the cloth like blood.

The other side was beautiful. He paused and stared. Locked out of his own dream. Smiling, laughing, surrounded by warmth and friends he cried. Everyone was around him, and none had perished. they laughed, drank, and loved. He held his hand to his mouth to stop himself from crying out. That shimmering reflection, coated in brilliant warmth. Wrought against the bitter cold of December. He laughed. He cried. His heart swelled with emotion so great he thought he might burst. And he could hold it no longer he was bawling. He closed his eyes and let the tears roll from his eyes and down his cheeks. He cried and he cried until he lost himself in the darkness. Where there was no dark, and the stars above illuminated the world below with their gracious beauty.

Then he opened his eyes again and felt her soft warm hands against his cheeks. She was standing before him, white hair draped down over her face, framing her warm smile in a sheen of snowy white. She held him close as he cried, his heart overwhelmed with feelings. And the two stood and sat in the dark that wasn't there, crying and waiting. Under the starlit road in the heavens.

And simple words were spoken. Not be him, and not by her. But by a love that couldn't be described, something beautiful, overwhelming, and encompassing. And it said to them who cried in the shadows, "You are forgiven."

Red Mage couldn't be happier.

 

[StormShaun]

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

and David West
Location: Rising Dawn canteen | Personaverse.

"

[color=nvayblue]Except in our situations I was forced to another world and Sea- ... Storm had his family killed then placed in military service. If you get down to the basics though you are correct.[/color]

" Alpha shot back in a half-serious tone. "

[color=nvayblue]But you are right, better to use these powers for good. Otherwise someone else would be placed within this 'occupation' ... and who knows what could happen. They could go good, bad or in-between in the gray areas ... [/color]

She said as more water was poured into her mouth once more.

Placing the bottle down she looked out of the window. "

[color=nvayblue]But tell me this ... what will they do when we are all gone from this world? At one point this ship will either be sunken or forgotten, the crew will go back to their homes or die ... but what will the lifeforms on this Earth do to protect themselves, they can't rely on us all the time can they?[/color]

" She asked the question, thinking obviously of the worst thing possible.

Yu Narukami, Devon and Cadolbolg.
Location: Halls | Shadow Operatives Building | Personaverse.

Choosing a coffee, Yu Narukami paid for his friend's drinks. "Yeah, we will be placed into multiple groups tomorrow, so I hope to see you guys there. It seems like we have much to cover ... " His face seemed to be actually calm, even if he is in deep with all of this. The workload of being the leader was on someone else's shoulder, someone who had easily more influence and funds then himself.

After getting the drinks for the two, they had walked back, separating at their rooms. "See you two tomorrow, get some good sleep. I got a feeling we will need it." A calm smile appeared on his face as he waved goodbye and split up to go to his own room. The smile stuck until his head his the pillow and his mind drifted to sleep, Yu felt much more calmer after talking to those two.

This had given him new hope to make friends with these lot.
Surely each and every one of them have something unique and interesting.
Little did he know, that this went way further then that.