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

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Icarus, Hiryu, Darkside
Location: Tokyo Skyline
Time: Night.

"..."
Despite any pleas that Icarus might have made or any vows Darkside made to burn the world, Hiryu was bound to inaction by one order:

Fuck him. Let Darkside have his fun, just get that Video Feed up and Tell him this:

"...You don't have to stop...but, you still listen to my...my-..."Employers" offer." He said, though it was clear that he didn't want to.
As Darkside more or less curb stomped his enemy, Hiryu laid down the tablet on the ground and set it to project an image.
The first thing that came up was a corny Advert with "Hail to the Chief" playing, Hell, even Hiryu seemed confused.

Spoiler: Advert

Once it was done playing, the projection changed to that of a hologram Colorado Senator Steven Armstrong himself, a large looking man in a business suit wearing a US Flag pin and smoking a Cuban cigar.

"Well well...Glad I got your attention, sorry about the Advert, it's a social media thing. Urg, getting sick of that song. Second I'm elected I might change it. Now Son, I'm going to beat around the bush: I have never seen someone get Kazuya Mishima so worked up in such a sort time and there is nothing I admire more then a man...or...whatever you are, willing to do what it takes to get what he wants. Consider this a job offer, your reward? Anything you want. Money, Fame, Women...Maybe one of those "Gems" you keep talking about. You wouldn't to do anything hard, just keep doing what you are doing. Sow Chaos, scare people, Knock down that little house of cards of Kazuya's. Believe me, it's a win-win for both of us. So how about it?...It's okay, I'll wait until after your done with Fly-Boy over there"

Armstrong offered as Hiryu seemed to glare at the man, yet did nothing.

 

[StormShaun]

Wanderer, Jenny, David, Devon, Kalastyrn and (Insert others).
Location: Parking bay number ??? | Shadow Operatives Building | Personaverse.

Placing the cigarette into his mouth once more, the smoke trailed outside the window. Turning around the smoke began to fill the car. "No problem, you don't know what it is like, so I can't expect you to know what isn't and is radioactive ... but what I can say is that a lot is radioactive, it is a terrible world which I'm trying to change, good deed by good deed." the Wanderer said to David in a mellow mood. Then noticing the trail of smoke filling the car, the Wanderer quickly to the window and spat it out, giving a spit to get rid of the taste.

("HEY, I was still enjoying that!")

This was quite confusing since it looked like he was enjoying it for the most time. Ignoring his own thoughts, the Wanderer pulled out a bottle of water from nowhere and started drinking it. "Actually, most of the drinking water is irradiated, but one big event that I help was Project Purity. It was my Dad's last wish and place where he died. Thanks to me retaking back the facility I didn't only fulfill his last wish, but now purified water should be filling the DC Wastes by no-Hey!" The Wanderer was interrupted by the weird Jenny.

"Why is she acting this weird?" They Wanderer said back to David, not worried about the ride to this restaurant.

Merlin and Violet.
Location: G-Corp, Helipad
Time: Night.

Witnessing what was going on, Merlin was feeling uncertain. This world was not filled of the white and black sides of his own, the moral scale was surely darkening off into the gray areas, where even the most good idea can have the most evil intention. Letting it play out, Merlin heard Violet loud and clear. "I agree with that statement." Merlin said as the two started to travel downward into the tower once more.

"Tell me Alchemist, what is this all about?" Merlin said to Violet seriously, wanting a full picture of what was going on, so he may be able to fill his own part.

 

[Orinon]

Icarus, Hiryu, Darkside
Location: Tokyo Skyline
Time: Night.

Darkside gave a smirk
"Hmm very well then I accept these terms as they are and allow me to do you a favor, this menace of mine would likely see to it your taken out, he's so self-righteous, it makes me wanna puke, so I'll remove one f your future problems by terminating his life." he raised his hand Hiryu grimaced, he'd seen death before but this was just a bit too much.
Darkside prepared to attack when suddenly a silver bolt hit him.
"In the name of the Moon I will punish you!" shouted a voice.
They turned and saw a blonde teenager with fierce look
"what?"Shouted Darkside
"what?"Asked Hiryu
"what?" groaned Icarus

Spoiler: visual

"I am sailor Moon champion of justice, On behalf of the moon, I shall right wrongs and triumph over evil, and that means you!"
Darkside dropped Icarus and was dumbstruck.
"wh-what?"
He shook his head
"hey you ninja freak" he kicked Icarus so he landed close to Hiryu
"Do me a favor and finish this one off for me while I take out this new blood." he advanced on the teenage girl.
Icarus groaned.
"You, please, if you have ever cared about anything in your life listen to me, or it'll all be destroyed." he coughed up what was definitely blood.

 

[000Ronald]

"I am sailor Moon champion of justice, On behalf of the moon, I shall right wrongs and triumph over evil, and that means you!"

"WHAT?" Edge shouted.

[color=9f2b28]WHAT?[/color] Kazuya shouted.

"WHAT THE F*CK?" the man Kazuya had pinned to the ground shouted.

"THAT'S DARKSIDE, RIGHT THE FUCK OVER THERE!" Edge said, pointing. "AND ICARUS! I take my eyes off of him for less than a minute and he manages to...I swear-Kaz!" Edge said, shouting to Kazuya. "I'm going to go over and try to save Icarus! Let your men handle this guy, we have bigger fish to fry!"

 

[Sithmorack]

AA Verse
Location: Small town in Utah, America
Time: Night

Bill had been running for what felt like ages now. He couldn't believe what had been happening. Earlier that day he was with some friends out getting lunch. Now he was running for his life from what looked like blood thirsty monsters. He could hear coughing coming from a roof nearby and he knew he had to get off the streets if he wanted to survive. Bill saw a house nearby with an open door and began sprinting towards it.

That was when he felt something wet wrap around his leg. He hit the pavement of the sidewalk hard. He saw some red on the ground but was too dazed to even realize it was his blood. He rolled over onto his back as he was beginning to be dragged away. He could see it on the sidewalk about 15 feet away. It was a sickly grey and had tumors coming out all over its face. It's freakishly long tongue had wrapped around his leg and was pulling him. He quickly grabbed the closest thing next to him and threw. Luckily he threw a rather large rock and hit the creature hard enough to knock it back. It let go of his leg and he quickly got up and ran back to the house. Bill rushed inside and quickly slammed the door behind him.

He breathed a sigh of relief before hearing a sound. It was a growling sound. Coming from inside the house. He quickly turned around to come face to face with a hooded monster with rather dangerous looking claws. It growled at him before lunging...

AA Verse
Location: Unknown
Time: Unknown

Agent stared at the monitor and watched as a human ran into a house. He knew a "Hunter" as he knew it was hiding in the building. He kept a neutral expression on his face as he continued watching. This was... interesting to say the least. He didn't expect such lethality. Even if it was a virus created by him. He had been working on perfecting the virus for a while now. He had been glad he had consumed so many Gentek scientists during his time in his own universe. It gave him access to information he would never had if he hadn't.

He had also been collecting information on these so called heroes. From what he could tell there had been many catastrophic events long before he came here. What really interested him though was the fact that the world seemed to reset itself as a dramatic event would come to an end. It somehow didn't effect the heroes at all and hadn't seemed to effect him either. He could only fathom that some outside force was causing this but there was nothing he could do at the moment about that.

He looked over at another monitor for more results from a small village in Africa. This village had some strange mutations in the infected there. Some were blending into the sand by changing there skin tone. While others were absorbing the heat and using it to literally burn everything around them. It amused Agent to see how the virus would adept to different environments.

He had been spreading his influence far and wide. Planting many evolved of his own in large governments in many different countries. He had been trying his up most best to keep most of his activities hidden. For the most part all he had left were a few crumb trails. And anyone that had come sniffing, had mysteriously disappeared. He knew he was going to be ready for his meeting with the heroes. The only question was, is he ready enough?

He absolutely hated ifs and this was no exception...

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Man, this is getting weird
Merlin, Violet, [color=9f2b28]Kazuya[/color], Torgue
Location: G-Corp, Helipad
Time: Night.

Needless to say, Kazuya was a bit confused at first about Edge's question as he trussled with Torgue, though by this point, Torgue managed to him in a head lock instead of the other way around.
[color=9f2b28]"...What guy in the scarf?"[/color] He asked before the news of Darkside's re-appearance reached him.
[color=9f2b28]"...Oh that goddamn-"[/color] He didn't finish as he pressed his finger into his headset, despite being in a headlock.
[color=9f2b28]"Kazuya to all points. Darkside found, ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK! PILOT! GET US THERE OR SO HELP ME GOD, I WILL WIPE YOU FROM EXISTENCE!"[/color] He barked orders as the soldiers who were in disarray by Armstrong's Counter UAV snapped back into action, racing towards the updated location while the Transport began making it's way there.
Panting from stress and anger, he then said to Torgue [color=9f2b28]"Okay...Maybe...we got off on the wrong foot...BUT!...Blow up the ugly flying man and I will make you The Largest Pizza ever created by man...As well as whatever the hell you ordered from..."Us."....and delivered in 10 minutes this time...Can you do that?"[/color]

Meanwhile, Violet was having a hard time explaining just what exactly was going on, seeing how he had no idea himself.
"I-i-i-i-i dunno. I just hide in a Safe Home whenever something like this happens. GOD, I need to move out of this crazy town!" He stammered as he watched the Transport start to move away from the building as well as a series of attack helicopters.
"...It isn't normally this crazy around here...Urg, I need a Long Island Ice Tea..." He groaned, clearly worn out by the events that were occurring.

Icarus, Hiryu, Darkside
Location: Tokyo Skyline
Time: Night.

"..."

"....H-Hiryu?...W-what am I seeing?..."

Armstrong asked as his hologram leaned in as he adjusted his glasses slightly as he looked at what appeared to be a 14 year old girl in a costume engaging his would be employee.

"...Urg, See, this is why I'll never step foot in this damn country. You Japs are so fucking weird!"

He then remarked afterwards, showing off his blatant Racism as if it was something to be proud of.
Hiryu looked down at Icarus as he bled out at his feet, awaiting the order from Armstrong before he did anything.

"...Well?...Finish him, he's getting blood all over the tablet and I'm not buying a new one until the next model comes out."

He then ordered, sealing Icarus's fate.
"You, please, if you have ever cared about anything in your life listen to me, or it'll all be destroyed." Icarus pleaded which caused no short amount of amusement on the part of Armstrong.

" Oh Please, We've literally had the Servants of God try to kill us off once and we kicked their asses! (Angel Wars) I'll think we'll manage. Hiryu, Kill him, quick, I have a Fundraiser I need to get back to."

He repeated as he tapped his watch
Nodding slowly, he pulled out his blade and knelled down in front of the Angel.
"...Know that this wasn't my choice." He coldly said before he went to stab Icarus in the-

*BANG*

This was interrupted by the sound of an extremely powerful search light going off as a pair of Attack Helicopters appeared on scene under ordered from Edge, lighting Hiryu up before he could make the kill.

"Dammit! Kazuya is onto us! Forget him, just the hell out of there before we're found out!"

Armstrong then ordered as he shut down the hologram, something that the Strider seemed extremely thankful for before he grabbed the tablet and fled from the scene.
"Air Tiger 4, Contact with H.P. Target, Repeat, Darkside found, moving to engage."
"Air Tiger 3 to Air Tiger 4, is that the Mutant or the Girl you are talking about?"
"...The Mutant, Air Tiger 3. [sub]Fucking moron[/sub]" The Helicopter radio'd in before opening fire on Darkside, Locking onto him with Heat Seeking Missiles.

 

[Sithmorack]

AA Verse
Location:Unknown
Time:Unknown

Agent switched the monitor to see what the "heroes" were doing....

"[color=848482]What...[/color]" was all Agent could mutter as he stared in bewilderment at the scene before him. That was when one of his more trusted evolved came into the room saying "sir we have a situatio...." he cut himself off as he too stared at the screen.

"[color=848482]GW...[/color]" Agent said using the codename for his evolved. "[color=848482]I'm going to take a break... I do hope you can resolve this situation?[/color]" GW quickly replied with "of course sir." Agent then left the room in a daze as he tried to process what he just saw...

 

[Orinon]

Icarus, Hiryu, Darkside
Location: Tokyo Skyline
Time: Night.

Darkside saw the incoming attacks but wasn't going to let himself be surrounded.
"Stop no one move or the girl dies." He had the girl in a grab his hand locked around her neck she struggled.

"Stop him" Icarus said as he got up, He glared at Darkside. The mutant laughed>
"Is something wrong half-breed? do you have some sort of affection for this girl, would it anger you if I stile her energy?"
His cold hand grabbed her throat and Sailor moon screamed as did Icarus,
NO
Everyone heard Icarus's scream but more importantly they felt it, it was as if they dipped in a frozen lake, something inhuman and dreadful was in that scream.
Icarus charged and to everyone's surprise knocked Darkside to the ground, he was laying there, quivering something very unlike him.
Icarus's better judgement was in place and he picked up the young girl and got her away form the line of fire and his sword.
"Civilian is secure fire at will, no screw free will, FIRE EVERYTHING" The half angel ordered the weapons did fire not because Icarus had ordered but with a clear shot this good could not be given up.
The unloaded everything they had on the shaking spasming body.
"I-Icarus?"
Serena asked looking down his eyes softened
"You'll be alright everything will be fine now," he looked up "wait that's not right, I hit him hard but not that hard." his eyes widened. By rights Darkside's power should be next to nothing but it wasn't if anything it was growing
"CEASEFIRE CEASE FIRE." The men stopped with only a few shots left they saw Darkside was standing but with some sort of energy shield that had protected him she shuddered as his body was transforming his skin was darker now, more like the color of a brick, and in some areas had the tone as if it were bruised. Massive muscles swelled up grotesquely before settling turning the mutant into a massive giant of a man. his hands had increased in size, and boots were about to burst.
Darkside laughing.
Icarus threw a few heavy bolts at the shield
"LET ME IN LET ME IN"
Darkside laughed
"Not by the hair, on my, chinny chin chin." He laughed his voice was muffled through the shield with a yell it burst and sent out a shockwave that knocked everyone back
"And now I shall take my leave, rejoice for I'll be back."

Spoiler: his voice now sounds like this

Darkside took off at an incredible speed to fast for anyone to follow him. and even if they could that simple shock wave had manged to put everyone in a daze.
Icarus hit the gorund.
"DAMMIT, AGAIN, HE WON AGAIN" he shouted real tears streamed from his eyes, The Young angel felt true despair.

 

[StormShaun]

Tired of running and willing to fight.
Merlin and Violet.
Location: G-Corp tower.
Time: Night.

Seeing Violet get agitated and on edge made Merlin take action. Stopping, Violet turned around to see what was wrong and then the unexpected happened to Violet ...

*SLAP!*

Or the most expected thing. Merlin had slapped Violet hard enough to where he span once before Merlin grabbed him to make his moving body do a full stop. "Stop it for a second Violet! Get in contact with your Lord, and find me something to help with. I am pretty sure I can help somehow." Merlin's eyes started to glow, and even the scientist Violet could feel the magical pulses sweeping from the Wizard.

If that wasn't enough, some of the small concrete rocks on the ground were starting to levitate. Once more telling him of the power Merlin had. The Wizard wants to stop this once and for all, the conflict simply would endanger not only the people of this building, but also the people below.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Shadow Operatives Building: Jeep leaving Building: Jenny, David, Kalastryn, Wanderer, Devon, Caim, Teri, Angelus, Caim, Ton Ton, Cadolbolg

Jenny was showing everyone in the car why Speed Limits were optional so long as you didn't hit anything, as well as the fact she was actually a lot better at driving then anyone would think, seeing how well she could control it at high speed.
Still, didn't change the fact that Caim recalled Genki of all people being more reasonable behind the wheel as well as Ton Ton most likely being scarred for life. Again.
"What? I want to get there before they all get booked up!...Besides...T-this this actually REALLY fun! Don't you think so?....HEY, DOWN IN FRONT! WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS!? A BIKE LANE!?" She defended her actions when Wanderer asked why she was acting so weird as she cut a red light and almost plowed them into an intersection.

David meanwhile was struggling to get his Seat belt on with how much the SUV kept turning and swerving.
Despite it, he still tried to have a conversation with the others, even if he was getting thrown around from side to side.
"Well Dev, if it was just pants you were after-"
*SCREECH!*
"-I got more then one pair of these jeans. You could borrow a few-"
*SCREECH!*
"-AND IF WE LIVE THOUGH THIS, I'M GETTING YOU THAT WHISKEY!"
*SCREECH!*

Luckily, the story of the heroes of the Rising Dawn didn't end in a fiery car crash as Jenny managed to nail the Parallel park Right outside the Noodle Shop
"Phew! We made it here early. Come on gang!" She then cheerfully said before cutting the engine and happily hopping out of the massive machine as if nothing had happened.
David meanwhile quickly exited the car before fighting the urge to puke all over the sidewalk.

 

[000Ronald]

AA 'verse
Icarus | Edge | Serena
Location: Tokyo Skyline
Time: Night.​

Edge slammed into the building hard enough to crack the pavement on the roof, rolled, and drew his sword. "NOOOO! YOU HEATHEN FUCK!" Edge shouted as Darkside flew away. "GET BACK HERE! GET BACK HERE AND FUCKING FIGHT ME! GET BAck here.."

Edge fell onto his hands and knees, gasping. His throat burned, his vision was blurred, and every muscle in his body felt like it was about to tear apart; he was exhausted, more than he had been in any recent memory. He had been pushing himself as far as he could all day, even before all this had started, and now he barely had enough strength left to stand. He stayed that way for several long; agonizing moments. Eventually, dragging himself into a sitting position, he spoke as calmly as he could. "Alrighty. Icarus. Here's what we're going to do. I'm going...to sit here and rest for a minute. I think I've earned that. You are going to come over here and sit down next to me. You and I need to have a chat."

Edge heard slow shuffling behind him, and felt Icarus plop down. Looking over, he saw that the boy...he hadn't really thought of him as a boy until just now, but he couldn't be older than maybe 20, he wasn't even old enough to grow a beard yet...he saw that Icarus was shaking, and on the verge of tears. "You're angry at me." Icarus said.

"No." Edge said weakly. "Yes. No. I am furious-" Edge pointed at the sky. "-at that thing, because it hurt my best friend, and because I don't know where he is now. I am furious at that thing because nothing I do seems to have any meaningful effect on it, and because it keeps beating me. I am furious at myself, because I've fought and killed demons, warlords, Old Things and unspeakable lovecraftian horrors, but this cheap Slenderman knockoff keeps getting the better of me. But you?" Edge shook his head again. "No. I don't have any damned reason to be angry at you. You've only tried to help us, even if you're kind of bad at it." Edge took several deep breaths. "You're the one who told Kazuya about...Dollar store Slendy, aren't you?"

Icarus nodded slowly. "His name is Darkside. I didn't tell him a lot, just that he needed to keep the gems from him."

Edge nodded. "So you know about him? That's good. That's fantastic, actually."

"It doesn't mean a whole lot now." Icarus said. "He's already beaten us."

"Not as long as I'm breathing, he hasn't." Edge said. "Do you know who Paul Brunton is?" Icarus shook his head. "He was a mystic and philosopher who died back in the 80's. He studied phiosophy and spirituality all around the world, and wrote extensively about it. Sort of like a pseudo-religious version of Joseph Campbell."

"I don't know who that is, either." Icarus said.

Edge chuckled. "That's...not very importiant, actually. My point is, there was something he said that you should take to heart. 'It is futile for anyone who has muddled his own life to set out to straighten the lives of others. The time and strength that he proposes to give in such service would be better used in his own. To meddle with the natural course of other men's lives in such conditions is to fish in troubled waters and make a fool of himself.

It is not that he is not to care about other people or try to help them, but to remember that there is so little he can do for them while he is so little himself.'" Edge took another deep breath. He was in worse shape than he thought he was, he could barely even talk.

"So you think I'm a fool?" Icarus asked.

Edge chuckled again. "No. Not at all. I think you're going about this all wrong." Edge mustered up as much strength as he could, and put an arm around Icarus's shoulder. "I know you're trying to help us. Really I do. But maybe you shouldn't be helping us; maybe it would be better and more effective if you let us help you. Because you may not be able to do whatever it is you're trying to do by yourself."

"So here's the plan." Edge said. "You are going to help me drag myself to that helicopter over there, because I'm not even sure I have enough energy left to crawl at this point. Then you, me, and Kaz are going to get something to eat, because I haven't had eaten since eight this morning, and that was just a bagel. I'm famished. Then we're all going to get some sleep. And tomorrow, first thing, we're going to do two things; first, you're going to tell Kaz and I everything you know about Darkside. Then the three of us, together, are going to figure out how to kill it. And it will work like a fucking charm, because we're going to do it together. Does that sound like a plan?"

Icarus nodded slowly.

"Good." Edge said slowly. "Now if you would be so kind as to help me to that chopper over there, it would be great. And you? Girl?"

"Serena" the girl said.

"Serena." Edge repeated. His arm was still around Icarus, who was helping him up off the ground. "Feel free to come with us, if you want. Maybe you can help us, too."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Icarus, Edge, Kazuya, Serena, Torgue
Location: Tokyo Skyline
Time: Night.

[color=9f2b28]"..."[/color]
After witnessing Darkside slip away from him for the 3rd time that day, Kazuya could feel himself at his limit.
Boat loads of dead soldiers, millions of dollars of Property damage and that THING was now stronger then ever, rendering every effort he had made today pointless: All because of some winged teenager thought he was a hero.
His hands were visibly shaking as he laid them on the railing by the edge of the building, taking slow powerful breaths that were quivering as he felt the weight of today's events on his shoulders, while it was hard for everyone, he had to pick up the pieces after the battle, bribe the officials to keep them quiet, explain his failure to other organisations such as his own, especially how it happened right on his front door of all places.
And don't even get him started on the guy looking for his Pizza.
He was competely zoned out during the speech that Edge gave, he never really was one for them so it wasn't surprising that when he did speak, it competely contradicted what the Ninja had said up until this point.
[color=9f2b28]"...You...I hope you had fun playing the hero. Because I didn't. And it has cost me much more then you could ever imagine. The second you are able: I want you out of *My* city. Walk, Fly, Crawl, I don't care. I never want to see you again so I see you on one of *My* streets, Talking to one of *My* soldiers, Breathing in the same air I do...I will be extremely angry. Yet, I doubt I could be any more angry at you than how much I am now.

I seriously hope I made this clear enough for it to enter your Thick Skull. This...is your only warning: Do. Not. Test. Me...Farewell Icarus, it has not been pleasant and I for one am glad it's over."[/color]

The cathartic benefits of basically telling Icarus he was a dead man in this city were clear as he felt his shaking stop and his breathing return to normal before he turned to Edge.
[color=9f2b28]"I will resume my efforts to locate Boss. For now, I need to return to my office, I do not have the clear mind I need to be effective. Violet on floor 69 will take care of anything you need done. I also ask you not to disturb me while I'm "Meditating". I am not who I am when I am angry. I am far worse..."[/color]
Loosing his shirt a little, He then began slowly walking towards his office, not bothering to take the transport this time.
[color=9f2b28]"...And Mr. Torgue: I expect my payment for damages. Some of those weapons will do. Good day."[/color]

 

[Orinon]

Icarus, Edge, Kazuya, Serena, Torgue
Location: Tokyo Skyline
Time: Night.

Icarus grit his teeth Kazuya was treating him as if it was only his fault he had done everything he could to help. Serena was standing close to him
"well I guess I won;t see you again."
"N-no I want to go with you, that thing I have to stop it."
"Serena you could get hurt..."
She put her hand on Icarus
"And so did you" the two looked at each other.
"Edge, I think your right but it seems my help isn't wanted, this is possibly the worst outcome. If I want to stop that monster I'll need all the help I can get, I hope I'll meet you again. If i'm right it should be in the same spot." he took off Serena held herself close as the two left Tokyo, and if Kazuya wanted his help, well Kazuya didn't seem to want anyone's help"

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The Break Room
Location: Grand Library | Archives of God
Time: Infinite​

Darren | Kyre

Darren placed his hand on the crimson door and gave it a half-hearted push. At first it was stubborn and refused to give away, and Darren felt almost as if luck had returned to his bleak existence, yet as it were his hopes for a return to reality were dashed as the crimson door swung open, revealing a darkness beyond that was impenetrable in the low light of the library. Kyre looked into the shadows and moved closer to Darren. The air around them grew ever colder. Kyre grabbed onto Darren, her body stricken. A black magic flooded into the realm, invisible and intangible, but present. It was as if a cold claw had wrapped itself about both Kyre and Darren's hearts, squeezing them until it was about to burst. It was a foreboding dread that was adamant about its privacy. Indescribable in meager consciousness, existing only in a subconscious knowing. Tendrils of dark swept out of the door, wrapping themselves around Kyre first, squeezing her skin and tugging at her armor. She was frozen in fear, eyes wide, tears pooling at the corners of her emerald vision. In one swift movement she was pulled through the door, and a second set of black reality slithered out and wrapped itself around Darren's body. Then it consumed Darren as well.

---​

The Break Room
Location: Versaille | "France"
Time: December 25th, 1776 A.D.​

Darren | Red Mage

When Darren next awoke he was surrounded by the sweet aroma of baking pastries and flowery perfumes. He was standing up, his getup still perfectly affixed to him. The durability on the outfit was simply staggering, almost as if it were magical in some way. Nevertheless, he took a look around and noticed that the halls were lavishly decorated with gold and embroideries, chandeliers and simple lamps and lights hung from the ceiling and walls, and there was a sheen of crimson velvet that coated the entire hall. The air was chill, but not cold. Soft music floated down from the fare end of the hallway, mixing with the rumble of chatter. There was a party going on, that much he came to realize.

"You're a long long way from where you should be," a voice said from behind Darren.

Darren turned around and looked at the source before jumping back with a terrible, terrible shock.

Red Mage smiled at Darren, his robes were not so much robes as regal party wear. He kept his distinctive hat and staff however, and his white hair and green eyes were unmistakable. "I little bratty wohre-*****-fcuker told me all about your little escapade." He placed a well-manicured hand on Darren's shoulder and lead him down the hall, refusing to let the man get in a word edgewise.

"I've dealt with the Anti-Mage for now... she's being thoroughly entertained in the most amusing of ways," he gave a pause and a dirty smirk, "If only I had the time to watch, it would be most enjoyable. I think you'd find it very pleasing as well Darren, but that is not why you are here." The came out at the end of the hallway into a massive hall, the high ceilings were painted beautifully with depictions of angels and saints and there were hundreds of people in dresses and dress-wear dancing or milling around. A small orchestra sat tot he far end playing Vivaldi's "Winter" and a Christmas tree dominated the center of the floor. Lavishly decorated with all sorts of fineries and a beautiful green spruce to boot. Red Mage greeted a few people as they passed, some of which Darren recognized as characters from other franchises, before turning his attention back tot he intrepid Writer. "You are here because you seek death," Red Mage gave a sarcastic laugh, "and I am sad to say I cannot grant it to you. I myself am dieing as it were, this omnicidal side of me is being wiped out, fixed. I am no longer the solution to your problem." A chocobo paced by next to them while a short elf-like creature rode on its back chattering with what seemed to be a goliath. The orchestra switched over from "Winter" to Pachelbel's "Canon in D"

Red Mage was greeted by a black haired witch and he returned the favor, "Merry Christmas to you as well Circe." The general atmosphere was insufferably amiable, suffocatingly polite, and unbearably peaceful. Two more full-breasted girls in flowing lace dresses walked by Red Mage and exchanged greetings with him. He waved them off with a polite smile and a tip of his hat. "Japan does turn out some fine young ladies now and again, once they get past their quota of twelve-year old look-a-likes that is. They really have no sense of shame." Red Mage eyed the two girls as they walked away while he picked a few hours d'oeuvres off a servant passing by and popped them into his mouth. He smiled as he chewed, "Caviar and black truffle oil on a pastry puff. terribly decadent and not at all good to eat."

Darren almost spoke up in the brief pause between Red Mage's banal talks, but the Mage in Red cut him off with a tut, "Ah, but you don't care for these kind of things do you?" He looked up at the Christmas tree and smiled, "Of course not, no. you are here because you want to die permanently. And sad to say, the only way to do that would be to kill Kurumu Kurono." He grinned at Darren and patted him on his masked head, "And, you have to do it in this realm. "The Break Room" as we call it. Then death will be bestowed upon you by an agent of Order." A courtesan came p to Red Mage and grabbed him by the shoulders, pressing herself against his back and whispering something in his ear.

Red Mage gave a languid smile, the most genuine Darren had seen. A smile that was not born out of politeness or circumstantial enjoyment, but a smile born of some twisted perverted pleasure. "But be careful Darren," he turned and gave the courtesan a kiss on the cheek and sent her away. She had long blonde hair and deep blue eyes, skin fair but not pale. She was pretty, no doubt. Though she was not as well-endowed as some of the other girls in the party, she had a fiery liveliness to her that seemed to dominate the space around her. Red Mage kept on grinning, "because sometimes you can find something that's worth living for. In other news, the Anti-Mage just passed out. You can ditch her if you want, or I can bring you to her and send both of you off on your journey."

He kissed Darren on the forehead of his mask, "My sweet little adventurer, there are things that are worse than death lurking in these realms. Not just vagrants and bandits, but creatures born out of the dregs of human imagination. Avoid anything tagged with the number '34.'"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

The Break Room
Location: Versaille | "France"
Time: December 25th, 1776 A.D.​

Darren | Red Mage

"..." was Darren's response to this party of Red Mage's, confusion overriding his anger at the Arch Mage and all he did to him.
Besides, he himself had said it, he no longer could grant him his wish of death, proper Perma-Death at least.
He felt numb after hearing that, not even the one who caused him to be in this mess could do anything about his situation, though it seemed that the current idea (Kill Kurumu and get iced for it) was still on so Yay?
To be honest, he was wondering why the hell he was at the party from the Doctor Who episode "Girl in the Fireplace" more than anything.
Then Red Mage kissed him for some reason which was able to get a response out of him.
"...Seriously?...After....EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED!...You fuck-.......Jus-....uhhhhhh....No....Next realm...thingy please..." He half heartily protested before walking off, thinking about getting a drink while he was at it, but the Mask ensured that wasn't going to happen, thanks to the mask covering his mouth.
He was going to leave, until it occured to him that this might be the only time he'll ever see Red Mage again.
"...Wait...Jus-....I need to know...
...
...Why?...Why did you do this to me? To Teri, Shaun, Devon. I mean...Nothing will ever be the same again...Why did you do it?"
He then waited for the answer to why the Authors were brought into their chaotic world...

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The Break Room
Location: Versaille | "France"
Time:December 25th, 1776​

Darren | Kyre | Red Mage

Red Maged paused and there was a lingering silence in the air. A stifling sense of dark foreboding. The Mage in Red turned to look at darren, his green eye staring straight at Darren's mask, but glaring so powerfully that it seemed to leave the poor Author naked. "Do you still not understand?" He spoke with a voice saturated in anger, regret, sorrow, and disappointment. He started walking again. pulling Darren along using his magic.

"Think about it for once why don't you!?" he said, he slammed open a close door and revealed a candlelit room. Kyre was asleep on the bed there, red in the face and clothes in disarray. Several girls were lounging around the room giggling. Red Mage made his way to the bed and grabbed Kyre, slamming her onto her feet. She woke up immediately and in a daze.

"Don't worry honey! I'll get Tsubaki and Terumi from the Academy today!" She blinked and then steadied herself. "Oh... my head.. Veim da laho... what happened."

"you had a good long rest," Red Mage said venomously before turning back to Darren. "I cannot believe you do not understand, after all of this, all you have been through, and all that I have put you through, you still do not understand!" He pointed at Kyre, "Do you know why she was sent with you to find Kurumu!?"

Darren was about to answer in reference to Titania's comments about Kyre's steamy past but Red Mage cut him off again.

"It's because she's a original character! Don't you understand!? She is like you, unbound. She doesn't have to return to a base state at the end of every arc, forgetting who and what she was, the friends she made and the things she experienced!" Red Mage was crying now, and the room was silent. The courtesans watched in shocked interest, "Do you understand now?"

Red Mage was exasperated, but he continued on, "Do you understand why I tried to defy fate? To defy you and all of your friends!? Can you see why I am so angry!?" He slapped Kyre in anger and threw her against he ground. She hit the floor, stunned, and did not resist. She was still dazed from her rude awakening. "Look at her, it makes me sick. She had a happy ending. There's no ending for us though, there's no ending for we who already exist. We who are not the property of our authors, but rather are borrowed. We cannot die, nor live, nor advance, we are to be eternally locked in pointless, meaningless combat and adventures for the amusement of individuals who cannot understand the pain of constantly coming back to life only to be hurt, humiliated, or lose friends we never can remember!"

He hell to his knees and cried, his red had hiding his face, "Do you understand now? I did those things so we could be free, that maybe I could hold onto my memories and the life that I held when I was inside the Avatar Adventure world. So that I could remember those who died, remember those we vanquished. So that nothing we do would be rendered meaningless by the stupid fucking button." There was another pause, where only his soft sobs echoed in the room. Kyre struggled to get up, but stumbled and fell back down. "The goal was to entangle you people... so that continuity would be enforced. After all, you wouldn't push the reset button once you yourselves have had your world linked with ours right? At least we could escape to yours if we really wanted to keep ourselves... us. And now... I had not foreseen it at the time, but a darkness has spread forth. A creation that belongs to neither Author nor franchise. A darkness that threatens to consume our world and yours to craft an existence which itself deems proper." Red Mage paused and went limp, then he perked up again. He laughed and dabbed at his face.

"Why was I just crying?" he looked at this tear-stained hands. "That's funny, I don't know why, but I feel really sad." He stood up, using his staff as a support and looked at Darren. His eyes were innocent, and he wore a sad, sad smile on his face. "Who might you be?" he extended his hand, "my name is Statcowski, Red Mage Statcowski."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Kazuya, Violet, Merlin
Location: G-Corp
Time: Night.

Violet reeled from the open handed slap he was given, while it seemed like he was able to tear up because of it for a moment, he quickly composed himself.
"...Thanks, I needed that. Okay...I'll call Kaz and get you two talking, now, he might be a little stressed, but so long as you conduct yourself in a calm non-threatening manner, I think everything will be just-...." Violet trailed off as a strange sound began to faintly fill the room.
It was sobbing, quite heavy at that, almost like something you'd hear from a widow at a funeral.
More so it was getting closer and closer, right as the Elevator dinged loudly as it passed though every floor.
Once it reached their floor though, it stopped as whomever was doing it quickly seemed to clean their self up, sniffle somewhat.

When the doors opened, Kazuya stepped out, looking no less stoic then he did when he was talking to Icarus and the others.
[color=9f2b28]"Violet, I need to step out for while, you're in charge until I get back. Focus on getting the repair crews up here and Mr. Torgue his pizza as well as booking an Warehouse for a bid at the world record for "Worlds Largest Pizza". Then tell the Repair crews I want this building Bomb proof in the future."[/color] He then instantly ordered without slowing down for a second, least until he saw Merlin.
"Um, Right away? Oh and this i-"
[color=9f2b28]"Merlin, Yes, I got the file on my way here. Get him home or get him working, I don't have time to greet him formally. You. Step out of line and I WILL send you back to whatever hell hole you came from. Good Day."[/color]
With his "Greeting" over, the Lord of G-Corp then went to his office, locking the door behind him.
"...He's just having a bad day. He'll come around. So...Um..." Violet asked as he looked around the burning lab and the twisted metal.
"...You any good with this sort of stuff?"

 

[StormShaun]

Kazuya, Violet, Merlin.
Location: G-Corp
Time: Night.

Giving a slight bow as Kazuya left the two in dust, Merlin got up with a insulted look on his face. "Well ... even that damned loud intruder had better manners. Shouldn't he treat the people better ... especially the ones that have a legend on their name." Merlin muttered to Violet, the two travelled easily back to the office, Merlin spotting out the damage to either people or the floor.

Coming to the lab, it seemed like that took a lot of the damage. "The good news seems that your "Lord" managed to persuade that loud man, good to hear that." Merlin trailed off as he walked to a window. Turning around he certainly felt a connection with the "Alchemist" Violet. "Fine ... I'll work with you for a while, but at one point I want out to explore this world." Merlin said and extended his hand for a formal greeting.

After the handshake (Which was suppose to be a lower arm grasp [http://westsidetoastmasters.com/resources/book_of_body_language/images/040-lower_arm_grasp.jpg] like in his own time), Merlin looked around the room, investigating every little damage with rapid eye movement. "I think I might be able to repair the room ... a environmental time spell maybe." The Wizard began to ponder and search through his small book, yet as he kept flipping the pages they never seemed to run out, like a infinite number of pages was contained within the book.

 

[bluerocker]

EDIT: Hells yeah, page 800 is allll mine.

Shadow Operatives Building: Jeep leaving Building: Jenny, David, Kalastryn, Wanderer, Devon, Caim, Teri, Angelus, Caim, Ton Ton, Cadolbolg

(Before the van took off)

[color=00c863]"Well, we could go to that noodle shop, but there's also a lot of other interesting shops as well. We should keep our eyes open, you know? No bars, though... Isn't that right, Caim? [small]Although I would like a shot of whiskey after that, since I still can't find any pants...[/small]"[/color]

Caim gave a silent nod to Devon's inquiry, speaking very sternly to his sons,

"She's right, you two. Just because I do something and it looks cool or intriguing, doesn't mean that I want the two of you do so as well. As I mentioned before, alcohol is something that should be drunk in small quantities and to those of age... Of which you're very much [u]not[/u]."

Angelus cut in after that, adding, "Bah, a glass of juice is better anyways. Or one of those 'milkshake' concoctions..."

The two Cuties gave happy nods at the sound of milkshakes, but Ton Ton couldn't keep a happy mood, not even at something that delighted children everywhere. Even if the Shadow Operations had gone well enough, the rides were still something he didn't entirely care for; especially after that incident with the high speed chase. Covering his unblinking eyes with his hood, the Tonberry curled into a little ball and silently prayed it would be over soon.

Teri blinked in amusement and looked down at her own shirt, before giving a laugh, [color=0E59E4]"It is a little garish, isn't it? Well, I guess a little clothes shopping couldn't be too harmful. I kinda forgot how much I missed a normal set of clothes after wearing all those robes all the time!"
"Fuckin preach. I sure as hell missed it too. And the Munchkin is right. If you keep that shit up again, we're cracking down on you again. I may be an angry *****, but I sure as hell hate it when you're mopey. Kills my buzz."[/color]

Of course, once Jenny began her driving, all bets were off. Ton Ton and Cadolbolg gave yelps of surprise as soon as the van took to the streets, little claws and paws digging into Devon in fear (even more so on Ton Ton's part) as Jenny's crazed driving took over. Teri silently thanked the Lord that she had buckled up right after getting in, or else she would have been flung from her seat. All the Cleric could do was pray that they wouldn't get hit by a car. Caim, being that he had previously rode with mad drivers, felt a familiar sensation of dread and terror as he was almost thrown from his seat as well (seeing that he wasn't nearly as attentive about seatbelts); and clung to Angelus for dear life. The dragon didn't need mind reading to know that her pact partner was very high strung by the ride from hell; and did her best to remain calm when the rest of her little family was descending into panic- and then it was over.

After the party stumbled out of the car, the matriarchial dragon surveyed the damage. Ton Ton was sobbing into Devon's shoulder, little muffled cries of [color=15650D]"Is it over yet?"[/color] coming from the shivering Tonberry while Cadolbolg still clung to Devon's shoulder and shuddered from the ride with... JOY?!

"Huh, that was kinda fun!"
[color=15650D]"No... no it wasn't..."[/color]

Caim was probably the calmest of the shell shocked victims, his eyes only being wide in some dead-eyed stare as his PDA weakly rattled,

"The last time I saw driving like that, it was by a man with a pink cat's head. I need a freaking drink."

Angelus could only shake her head and pat her pact partner on the back, "After today, I think you've earned it."

In the meantime, Teri and Ella stumbled out of the van at last, the Cleric checking over herself and her succubus friend before shaking out, [color=0E59E4]"You know what, as appetite destroying as that was, all that fear just made me hungry. Wanna get food and drinks first, or the clothes?"[/color]

Shadow Operatives Building: Canteen Rugal, Garm

Garm gave a happier sounding whine after being pet on the head, and turned to the food the moment it arrived. Digging his nose into the food, Rugal was surprised to hear the wolf's voice in his mind as he ate (perhaps on account of that clunky bracelet around a forelimb), [color=356D60]"You talk of Alphas as if there is only one. In human packs, they are made up of the same kinds of members. A mated pair and the pups. Rarely, outsiders are brought in to aid in caring for the pups, such as myself. Alpha Slindis is the Female Alpha. You are her mate, and thus Male Alpha. Unless you two have done what Tear-ri did not want you to and are 'Divorcing', then I think your status is secure."[/color]

It was not long before the plate was cleared, and Garm started cleaning his face as best he could before he continued, [color=356D60]"And even if the fact of what Alpha Slindis says is about our bout, it would not be out of place for the little one to know. In a pack as prone to fighting as our own is, the best we can do is lick each other's wounds and try to keep from doing that again. At least, that's what I learned in my old pack. But I have noticed one thing in common with many of our pack members. No, for your species."[/color]

With the plate now clean, and his fur reasonably clean, Garm rested his head on Rugal's lap again, [color=356D60]"Humans are strange, because they always think with the past. You, Tear-ri, Alpha Slindis, and many others... All in the past, their heads our. The past can be helpful to understand mistakes, to remember dangers, and to know which foods to eat; but with humans, it serves to hold them still. I don't understand why you bother so much with it; because it makes you stuck when you should be moving forward."[/color]

 

[000Ronald]

Violet | Merlin | Edge
Location: G-Corp
Time: Night.

Edge groaned. He wasn't entirely sure what happened; one minute he was watching Icarus fly away, and the next second he was lying in a bed somewhere...he didn't even remotely recognize. White walls, green curtains, and a rock-hard bed? It felt like a goddamn hospital...

"Where did that come from?"

"Bed 29, I think."

...yup, he was in a hospital. Edge picked himself up and swung his legs over the side of the cot; as soon as he had, he regretted it. Sharp, shooting, stabbing, tearing pains ran through literally every muscle in his body. Even the muscles in his eyes. He hadn't hurt this bad in a long time. Years, maybe.

The curtain in the front was drawn back slowly, and Edge was faced with a surly looking middle-aged doctor. "You're awake." she said."

"Unfortunately, yes." Edge said. "How long was I out?"

"About an hour." the doctor said. "The people who brought here claimed, and I'm quoting here, 'He was so tired he couldn't even stand up, that angel kid, what's-his-name, had to basically carry him into the chopper, he was sleeping before we even took off." The doctor looked up from her notes. "They were gracious enough to carry you in here themselves. You were, and I would venture to guess currently are, in a state of extreme exhaustion. I would suggest at least a week of bed-rest, maybe more."

"That's nice." Edge said, nodding. "I think I may do that, but there are some things I need to take care of. There's a man named Violet I was told I needed to speak with."

The doctor sighed. "Violet is on floor 69. Elevator is down that hall, to the left."

Edge nodded. "Thank you."

The doctor shook her head. "I was given specific orders not to 'mess' with you. By Kazuya, even. That doesn't happen very often. But I maintain what I said. You need bed rest."

Edge sighed. "I can't afford to be in bed all day. But I'll tell you what; I'll compromise. I'll stay here overnight, and come back tomorrow night. How does that sound?"

The doctor nodded. "Fair. Is there anything I can get for you?"

"Yeah." Edge said. "A couple aspirin. My whole body feels like I overdid it at the gym."