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

[bluecrimson]

Rising Dawn: Captain's quarters/Canteen: Rugal, Slindis, Caim, Angelus, Wanderer

[color=c200]"Rugal, a few hours would be fine if we can grab them. The problem is finding the time..."[/color] Her reply as the pair settled down (complete with the slightly unnerving talk from the Wanderer) was rather sedate, and she took note of Caim's recommendation.

[color=c200]"Thanks for the recommendation, Caim."[/color] She went over to the fridge and grabbed the slices of Bacon as well as some eggs and toast the imps had made, digging in. In all, the meal was good except for one slightly nagging issue.

[color=c200]"Bit too salty... I do appreciate the smoky flavor, but there's only so much salt that I can have before being reminded of trail rations."[/color] After that, she kept an eye on the others as they all had their food, passing over some of her unwanted bacon to Rugal.

[color=c200]"You want to finish off the strips? I'd rather not be chugging water to offset all the salt."[/color] It was also accompanied by a small chuckle as she swigged and swished some water around in her mouth to try and offset the taste.

Rising Dawn: Jenny's room: Jenny, Ella

"Got it, Jenny. Just let me know if you need to unwind, okay?" SHe was about to walk off, but the sudden and frankly unwarned noise startled her, bringing back some of Caim's basic training...

And thus, she went to knee the hapless person behind her in the groin. If they reacted fast enough, however, there'd be just enough time to dodge the attack.

Rising Dawn: Teri's Room: Teri/Garm, Melethia

Mel picked up the letter from Garm's nose, only giving it a cursory glance as she passed it back. "Openin' back up with Firebrand? Whatever floats your boat, sis, jus' make sure ya don't rush in. Not gonna see ya get burned again. If ya see anythin' interestin' in the book, lemme know! I heard his kind come up with some useful weapon-like things." Following that, she stroked Garm's shaggy yet silky fur as she strolled alongside.

"So, headin' for food, or do ya want some trainin' first?"

Rising Dawn: Hallway: Chris, Cadolbolg, Ton Ton, Devon

Devon patted the pair as soon as they jumped on her shoulders. [color=00c863]"They are on board, but maybe we can talk a bit less fast for our newcomer? Chris, I'd guess they're getting a bite to eat since we're back here, but there's no need to run."[/color] She extended her hand to the drow that was fairly new to the ship, more than ready to help her get more familiar with the layout.

[color=00c863]"Chris, give it time and I'm sure we can help you learn how to speak our language, If not, we can always pick up Drow to let you speak more fluidly as well. That sound like a plan? I'm pretty sure Slin doesn't know it too well, but we could both show each other when we have some spare time."[/color] Her talking also passed the time while she pointed out the other dorm rooms in the area and the medical bay.

Spoiler: Pleasure doing business

Tomoya Okazaki and Family | [color=006566]Father Goenitz[/color] and Ageha Sister "Mary"
Location: Okazaki Residence | Hikarizara | Japan | (His own origin universe)
Time: Evening, setting sun.

Goenitz took the rings off Tomoya, seeming rather confused at to their current form.
[color=006566]"...Really?...They made into a pair of rings?...Sigh..."[/color] He said as he picked up one in each hand before lightly tapping them against each other, resulting in unlocking their true form, causing a rather bright flash of light as stone's power re-entered this world.
[color=006566]"OH-...Wow!...Heavens above, that's bright..."[/color] He whined as he had cover his eyes from the intense light as the stone formed.

((Pssss, Shaun, got a ref for the stone's appearance? ^^)

Once it had finished it's transformation, Goenitz wiped his eyes a little before picking it up in his hand, handing back the wedding rings afterwards.
[color=006566]"Ahhhh, there we are...Safe and sound...I thank you for your cooperation, Tomoya Okazaki, And I wish you and yours all the best in your future endeavors."[/color] He then said before pocketing the stone and turning to "Mary".
[color=006566]"Now, shall we be off, my child? After all, I promised Mother Superior Calderon I would have you back before dark..."[/color] He then added with the smuggest, most punch-able look on his face right now.
[color=006566]"...This is truly a lovely home, you know...Well, Until next time, Tomoya Okazaki."[/color] He finally said as he left the home, but not without a verse or two from the last song that Tomoya wanted to hear right now:

[color=006566]"~Weeeeeeeell, I can feel it! Coming! in the air tonight. Oh lord...
And I've been waiting for this moment! For all my Life! Oh lord...Oh lord...~"[/color]

Spoiler: Thank you, come again!

Tomoya Okazaki and Family | [color=006566]Father Goenitz[/color] and Ageha Sister "Mary"
Location: Okazaki Residence | Hikarizara | Japan | (His own origin universe)
Time: Evening, setting sun.

Ageha rolled her eyes at the condescending remark, quipping back with "I'll make sure to tell the priests we see when we get to the gates to send the altar boys your way, too," to let Goenitz she wasn't going to be completely stomped on.

Should I tell him that those other archangels probably have an eye on him, too? ...Nope, better to let the blowhard find out himself later on. All I did was give a friendly warning to stay out of the realm's affairs. As they made their way back, her mind was indeed thinking out what consequences such a bold statement had for future plans.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Canteen: Rugal, Slindis, Wanderer, Angelus, Caim, Icarus

Out of fear he'd let it go to his head (Like he did so often in the past), Rugal merely smiled and said "Well, give yourself another decade or 2, If you aren't akin to the Grim Reaper in solo combat, then you've been doing something wrong. And don't worry, It'll wash out."
Once Wanderer had ran out of the room, taking his blood and everyone else's with him, He then resumed the spare strips of Bacon Slindis had given, seeing how such madness was so common around here.
"Well, if your not having them and he *did* say I need more protein in my diet." He joked as he gladly chewed on it before he got a news alert.
Pulling out his PDA again, he read it as a puzzled look appeared on his face.
"From V10l3t_luver: "Get out Rugie, K on d way?"...
...Tch, damn spam mail..." He said as he deleted it without a second thought.

Rising Dawn: Armory/Training room: David West, Storm, Alpha, Boss

"Well, again, I'm the gun guy. Might want to ask Caim, dude is nuts for them. Think Wanderer has a few, but he can be..."Protective" of his stuff..." David remarked as they looked around the Armory for anything that Edge could use, though it was like shopping for bras with him: He had no idea what he was doing.
"....Ummmm....What about this one?..." He asked as he slid out a Large sword out from under a pile of other ones.
"When did we get all these anyway? I mean, who brought all these? I only order guns on Richardson's bank account..."

Rising Dawn: Jenny's Room: Jenny, Alucard, Ella, Known Associate

"Hey, do I know yo-!!!OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The figure asked before knee met reproductive organs as he recoiled towards one of the walls, letting out a flurry of insults as he did.
The first thing they noticed was the green as it supported itself against the wall, matched with the reds, in fact, there was a lot of red, though...most of it didn't look like it should be there...
The figure looked at them, wincing at if the act was painful to do as it sunk in just who exactly this was.

Spoiler: Who's That Pokemon?!

Back then

And Now. Military Ops. Not even once.

Shout Out to Caramel Frappe!

"...[sub]Ohhhh...cOmE thE fUC...[sub]oooowwww[/sub][/sub]" Blade managed to utter as he pushed himself off the wall, attempting to stand up afterwards as he held his crotch while bringing up a damaged forearm blade in a manner that'd look threatening if he didn't look like he crawled out from under a lawnmower.
"Arggggghhh Look...I don't wanna[sub] a fight...just here[sub]visittiuhhhhhhh[/sub][/sub]" He slurred before the literal months of hell he had finally caught up to him and he collapsed in the middle of the hall.
Hearing the all commotion, Jenny sighed in an annoyed manner as she got up from her room.
"Alucard! Is it really so much to ask for you to not to have "Fun" right outsid-....BLADE!" She then screamed before rushing over to his body.
"Oh god, No! Nononono! I-...DON'T JUST STAND HERE! HELP ME! Here, Take his other arm!" She stammered before lashing out as she tried to pick Blade off the ground by lifting his arm over her shoulder to bring him to the medical bay.

 

[000Ronald]

Storm-1788|

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

| David West| Boss.
Location: Training Room/Armoury | Rising Dawn.

Boss looked to David and shrugged. Even though the situation seemed ridiculous and convoluted to him, he had to admit to himself that he didn't actually know that much about romance. So if b. "Edge has this habit of sleeping in water." Boss said to David. "I'm not entirely certain, but I think it's because he can heal in water. Well, I know he can heal in water, but..." Boss scratched his head. "Whenever we stop somewhere in the wild to sleep, he picks someplace with some kind of natural pond, and sleeps floating on top of it. That's all. It's probably a moot point if he's already asleep..."

Turning back to Storm, he said "And he makes his own special swords out of a special kind of steel, but I don't know that he can do that right now. As long as you can find two swords that are close to the same kind, he'll be OK."

Edge | whoever the fuck is making all that fucking racket | I'm gonna call this bastard King Henry | someone had better have been fucking disemboweled
Location: Private quarters (Edge & Boss) | Rising Dawn.

Not even a goddamn hour. Not even ten heathen fucking minutes. Edge slowly sat up on his bed, trying his best not to flip his lid. Which wasn't super hard; he was the master of chill, after all.

Edge looked at the clock, confirming his suspicion that he had not even been able to get fucking ten heathen fucking minutes of shut-eye. Edge hadn't had to put this much effort into trying to sleep when his unit was being shelled by fucking artillery, it was ridiculous.

"Blurgle blaggle blurgle bleh!" Fucking racket. They were far enough away that he couldn't make out what they were saying, but close enough that he could still hear them. The loud one had just shouted about how little she cared about how many queens the other one had fucked. That was about the extent of the conversation Edge had caught.

Suddenly, there were a series of bang-knocking noises, and the noisy one shouted. "BLADE!" Edge perked up. More babble, then-

"DON'T JUST STAND HERE! HELP ME!"

Edge sighed deeply, then got up, opened his door, and walked out into the hallway. Taking a moment to oversee the situation, he walked over to the odd green creature and helped Jenny pick it up. "I can help him, but we'll need some water." he said to Jenny. "You." Edge said, nodding towards Alucard. "King Henry. If there's a shower in that bunk, go turn it on."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Pleasure doing business

Tomoya Okazaki and Family | [color=006566]Father Goenitz[/color] and Ageha Sister "Mary"
Location: Okazaki Residence | Hikarizara | Japan | (His own origin universe)
Time: Evening, setting sun.

With his mission complete and the Stone in Hand, Goenitz quickly flipped out his hand held computer before moving to set up another portal.
[color=006566]"Nice family he has, doesn't he? I bet he's really happy here. All is well in the world..."[/color] He said to "Mary" as he waited for the portal to open.
[color=006566]"Say, you hungry? I could do for something to eat once I put lock this little beauty away."[/color]
There should be more here, but I kinda ran out of stuff to write now! ^_^;

 

[StormShaun]

Storm-1788, David West, Boss.
Location: Training Room/Armoury | Rising Dawn.

"My guess is that previous guests of the ship pick them up and throw them in here. I used to do it with alien weaponry until I realized I had about five copies of each existing weapon. Was quite the hoarder ... " He said while his nimble hands fumbled through the current occupied sword stands. "if anything, everyone is quite ... 'possessive' about their weapons, I mean they come from their homeworld, which means it is a living memory." He said back to David about the Wanderer's mood toward his weapons.

Pulling out two nice black blades, he handed them to Boss, also examining the large one David had pulled out. "If I remember from the field, Edge prefers two blades. The question is cutting or thrusting?" Storm said as he examined the ones he had in hand. "My specialty is alien and human CQC weaponary." He admitted to the two, almost recovering his background which involved some sensitive information.

Spoiler: Random swords

Wanderer.
Location: Wanderer's lab Medical Bay | Rising Dawn.

Marching down the corridor, the now crazed Wanderer walked right outside of the Medical Bay. His foot was shaking and suddenly the foot slammed the door open as his emotions were almost out of hand. Hearing voices down the hall, they were quite loud, yet it seem he could not fully understand them. "Hey! Shut the fuck up!" He yelled down the corridor, both hands cupped around his mouth, hoping that whoever was making that noise would be quiet.

"Damn kids fucking like rabbits." He muttered in annoyance as he walked into the Medical Bay and closed the door with a slam. Setting down the blood samples in his 'own' blood vault, it would keep each sample in good containment, yet he placed his own blood in a weird metal box in the vault. Closing it, he decided he would start experimenting on it later. For now, he simply pulled out a Deathclaw head, and began to play around with it violently.

 

[Orinon]

Rising Dawn: Canteen: Rugal, Slindis, Wanderer, Angelus, Caim, Icarus
Icarus finished his sandwich when he felt something, there's someone approaching with a very distinct energy to them it was familiar too.
"Hey umm guys Someone is approaching, And from what I'm sensing they are definitely ready for a fight." he said his eyes drifted to he windows in the lounge, he slowly walked over to it searching.
looking for a sign of the approaching entity, it was definitely familiar, his eyes widened this energy this anger, this paranoia. He backed away his mind was going nearly auto-pilot. his hand stretched out, He called out the Dark trident from the void, he twirled it around getting familiar with the weight again. He glared at the window
"They're approaching fast I don;t think They're interested in asking for permission to board." he said aloud looking out the window.

Rising Dawn: Library
Shinia, Selena

Selena sighed
"Yes I am a witch, and before you ask No I don't eat young children, I don't have iron Teeth, and I don't live in a house with chicken legs." Sighing, She got a lot of wild accusations. The children eating was the weirdest and most absurd, the worst part was She was accused of it when she herself was a young girl, Parents pulled their children not wanting them to talk or play with other kids thinking she'd somehow try to eat them, her eyes had glazed over getting lost in memory the scar burned again with memory which snapped her awake as she realized it was exposed her wand moved quickly casting an illusion spell hiding the scar it wouldn't last but hopefully the strange girl didn't notice it yet.
"So is this Madoka a dangerous thing? nowt all witches are the same you know." She kept her wand in hand the last thing she wanted was to be trapped in a room with a witch hunter.

 

[bluerocker]

Rising Dawn: Canteen: Rugal, Slindis, Caim, Angelus, Icarus

At Icarus' sudden call to arms, (as well as Wanderer's... 'Wandererness') the pact duo did not move from their seats. They had seen more than enough carnage and fighting upon the ship, what was another threat to bother them? As Angelus swallowed another egg (whole, including the shell. Look up how snakes do it, cool stuff), Caim gestured to his properly outfitted self,

"You're mistaken, Icarus. We are ready. We're always ready for something new. Living here generally puts in the mode that something is bound to happen. No use panicking about it."

Turning back to Slindis and Rugal, Caim couldn't help but shake his head, a playful smile on his face,

"I'm afraid you wasted the bacon, Slindis. A shame, it's very good."

After finishing swallowing the egg, Angelus couldn't really say much towards Wanderer's outburst, nor his green blood; seeing as he left the scene. However, unlike Caim, she was a bit less relaxed about the possible intruder, and asked over her shoulder, "Where are sensing them from, Icarus?"

Rising Dawn: Teri's Room: Teri/Garm, Melethia

Teri turned beet-red when she realized what Melethia was looking at, and could barely murmur anything as she snatched the letter back from Melethia. After all, nobody likes the equivalent of having their diary read; even by a sibling that he/she was on good terms with. After grabbing the letter and carefully placing it inside her new Demon Compendium (which was in turn placed in the satchel), the Cleric tried to strike up conversation again (her face still returning to a lighter hue), [color=0E59E4]"Yeah... I don't really plan on rushing things again, not after last time. Erm, if anything, I'd like to focus on improving myself and my work before I think about a relationship. I've been working on my meditation, as well as trying to practice a calm temperament in battle. I'm improving, yes, can't say I'm doing exceptionally well with the later, especially with Toyotama being something of an emotional side of me... Which is why I was going to answer 'training' for your question. After all, I know you and Mom are some of the best at keeping calm when everything is going to hell."[/color]

The Cleric gave her sister a reassuring smile and wrote a quick something on her tablet, [color=0E59E4]"Besides, I can take of breakfast."[/color], which prompted a biscuit to appear in her hand.

As for Garm, while he wagged his tail at the petting, spoke up as well, [color=356D60]"A bit of exercise in the morning is good for growing pups like yourselves. I will be more than happy to aid Tear-ri and you, Melethia, if you should call on it for your exercises."[/color]

Rising Dawn: Hallway: Chris, Cadolbolg, Ton Ton, Devon

Cadolbolg listened intently to Chris', and gave a slow nod as he tried to understand what she had to say, "I think I get it... You wanna make sure you say the right stuff, so you say it slow! Sounds as good as reason as any!"

The tiny turtle-dragon's tail wagged with excitement at their new friend, and Ton Ton spoke after his pact partner, [color=15650D]"And Devon's right, we'd be more than happy to teach you more English. As for learning this 'Drow' language, I suppose it could be as exciting an endeavor as any! Then again, I've never learned another language before... Which makes me wonder, Ms. Chris, aside from your pacing, I think your English is very good. Where did you learn it?"[/color]

Cadolbolg cut in again, his jovial mood leaking in his words with the ever-wagging tail, "Oh, come on, Ton Ton! Didn't your Mistress say you needed to go and do new things? This is a new thing, and it sounds like fun! We could all pretend we're secret agents and talk to each other in Drow to pass secret messages, like 'Nyarlatothep is a poo poo head!' And, Chris won't have to feel so awkward, cause we'll talk like she does in English and we'll all be learning together and stuff! Isn't that right, Devon? Now, where are we going again?"

[color=15650D]"I don't think that matters too much, Cadolbolg. If I was to understand correctly, this is more a 'Journey' than actually going to a specific place."[/color]

As it was readily becoming more apparent, Cadolbolg seemed to be the more adventurous of the two Cutie Bruisers (and probably younger too), and Ton Ton was the more restrained, yet responsible one. Of course, given their relationship with Devon, that begged the question of where the bard sat in all of this.

 

[Ramien Grey]

Rising Dawn: Hallway: Chris, Cadolbolg, Ton Ton, Devon

Chris smiled, reaching out to take Devon's hand, her grasp rather hesitant and gentle. She gave her a nod as they started to walk through the corridors, still taking in all the details of the ship. "Th-thank you, although I... do understand English well enough, I just... well, you'll hear me pausing even when I... speak drow, just not as often."

There was something relaxing about the way her two young friends talked to each other. "And I think... teaching you both Drow is a... wonderful idea. It's... never too early to start learning, and learning a new language is a good... way to learn about your own. You start thinking about how... words are put together in your native tongue as well as... the language you're learning, and if you're... studying a related language to your own, like if I were... to study surface elven, for example, you can even see what the... languages share in common, and where they've drifted apart."

She looked over to the tiny Tonberry. "I've... known English for a while, mister Ton Ton." She paused, trying to keep the darker parts of her past away from such young fresh minds. "Where I... first came from, it was just called 'Common', and a lot of... traders spoke it, so I learned it to... better be able to talk to them when I was... allowed to."

She paused for a moment outside the medical lab. "Is... that crazy person... I-I mean... mister Wanderer, really your doctor here?" Her cheeks flushed darkly as she realized how that must sound. "I mean... he's got some... very unusual methods... A-anyway, let's... keep going, shall we?" She squeezed Devon's hand slightly, a nervous gesture, as she moved down the hall.

Once they were a little ways away from the medical lab, she seemed to regain a little bit of her composure. "I was... trying to become a teacher before I... came here, although I don't know what will happen... with that now, so I'll... be glad to teach all... three of you, if you want." She does give a friendly smile. "We should... probably get miss Slindis to take some lessons too, since I... don't think she ever learned it herself..." She paused for a moment. "Mister Cadolbolg, mister Ton Ton, forgive me for... asking, but have you both learned to read yet? That... may be another good thing to learn, and... I've already got one... prospective student for that class."

 

[mcpop9]

Rising Dawn: Library
Shinia, Selena

"Oh, Madoka magica? well... yes and no. in reality? no, they're just an anime. but in it they're awesome and have cool magical powers and fight things and stuff!" she said excitedly, the girl's eye having a glint of happiness. "Mind teaching me how to control my magic?" she asked, excited about the prospect. "I can already track people's mana, so i know it exists, i just don't know how to use it." she explained.

[hr]

Alucard, Jenny, Blade, Ella, Other dude(s)
Outside Jenny's room.

"HEY!" Alucard near shouted, appearing to get mad. "I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW I'M A FUCK MOTHERING VAMPIRE!" he exclaimed. With a disgruntled look, he snapped his fingers and they soon heard running water from the shower. "There MOM." he said.

 

[Orinon]

Rising Dawn: Library
Shinia, Selena

Selena's eyes turned a bit more bitter when the girl asked for help controlling magic.
"You have magic? Then your cursed like me, It's not a gift. I will teach you how to control your mana, but Don't expect to learn spells from me, Black magick Is not to be tampered with lightly. Understand this, a sword needs to be swung to harm someone, but Magic can burn on a whim."

 

[bluecrimson]

Rising Dawn: Jenny's room: Jenny, Ella, Blade, Edge

"Oh shit, Blade! I really didn't mean that, but we can patch him up... I hope?" Ella ran alongside Edge as she searched for a good room to take him to. "Not as familiar with who you are, but if you can heal him it might help more; if not, we need to get him to the med bay or Teri posthaste."

IN addition, she looked to Jenny. "Jenny, You know I didn't mean that, right? You're not about to hold this over my head later?" After all, she'd be plenty pissed if it was the other way around.

Rising Dawn: Hallway: Chris, Cadolbolg, Ton Ton, Devon

[color=00c863]"So, if we're all agreed it seems like a pretty good way to spend a bit of time. Never know when knowing Drow'll come in handy, after all! And guys, the messages could be silly but I'll be watching you for any ruder words... Who knows, you might lose your seats if you're mean?"[/color] The chuckling that accompanied the statement made it clear that the statement was light teasing and not much more/

[color=00c863]"And to let you know, Chris, the man handles some bits but if any real injuries pop up it's mostly handled by Slindis or Teri. I can also cover some small bits from what I've heard, but I'm nowhere near as specialized."[/color] She kept walking calmly, rubbing the pair on the foreheads with her open hand as she replied to Chris once more.

[color=00c863]"I say we should head to the canteen; pretty good food there, just don't ask for it to be spicy unless you like having a fire breath! If you want Slin in on your lessons, it might be better to ask her. She does have to help Teri with a good bit of training at times, but I think she'd be okay with it as well."[/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Canteen: Rugal, Slindis, Wanderer, Angelus, Caim, Icarus

Rugal did perk up a little when Icarus started to talk about some kind of being making their way towards the ship.
"...What makes you say that? I mean, who the hell would be dumb enough to come afte-!!!"
He suddenly froze as he began to sense what Icarus was sensing, Dark Demonic Energy and there was only one man he knew with an Aura like that and he was the last person he wanted to arrive on the ship.
"...Don't tell me it's him! Please, not him! Anything else. Invading Country, Neo-Nazis, Aliens! ANYTHING!" He said as he rushed over to the window, shoving Icarus aside as he did.
"...Oh god dammit Kaz..."

Skies over US West Coast: Rising Dawn Airship/Rising Dawn Hanger Bay: Kazuya, G-corp fleet

Icarus's omen was right as a trio of heavily armed transports, each bearing the G-corp Insignia, began to come into radar distance, converging quickly on the airships location.
[color=9F2B68]

[i]"Attention Rising Dawn, this is Devil 1, requesting hanger bay doors be opened and landing permissions for 3 Osprey Class Transports and their crews, Over."[/i]

[/color] Kazuya radioed to the Ships AIs.
A few minutes of conversing with the AIs and sorting out permissions later, they began to start landing in the Hanger, quickly setting up shop once they were inside.
The second he was out of his own transport, he was instantly barking orders at his men.
[color=9F2B68]"I want a portable command set up there, 3 computer systems there and a comm array there, all linked back with HQ. Get Dr. Violet in contact with their AIs and tell them to set up a meeting with their crew in the Hanger Bay. If asked what about, tell them it's relating to "Old Friends"..."[/color]
Thus his men began to set up all the required installations for their stay while Kazuya waited for the crew to arrive.

As he was doing that, an announcement went though the ships PA System:

"-Who the hell puts the PA button there of all places?! I mean, how the- Oh, it's on?!
OH! Ummm, Hey....How's everyone? If you could all start making your way towards the Hanger Bay for a meeting with my Boss Kazuya Mishima, that would be great! No Rush!...Well, okay, some rush, Just get here when you can, There will be Margaritas~!" <3

Rising Dawn: Armory/Training room: David West, Storm, Alpha, Boss

"...So Edge is Jesus, is what your telling me?....Fucking hell..." David muttered in disbelief, he wouldn't mind, but Edge seemed to be more "Normal" then most people here, even if he was a Ninja.
"Well, if he wants to sleep on water that badly, I guess we could get a kiddie pool and set it up-" He said before Violet's announcement over the intercom got his attention.
"...Welp, guess break time is over. Though why the hell is Kazuya coming to us? He's usually the kinda guy to sort shit out himself. Lord knows he has the means by now. Still, a drink is a drink...See you guys down there, Have fun sword shopping." He added before making his way down to the hanger.

Rising Dawn: Jenny's Room: Jenny, Alucard, Ella, Blade, Edge

Once Alucard turned on the shower in Jenny's room, she re-focused her efforts getting Blade in there, seeing how Edge was there.
"I-i-i-One thing at a time Ella, please!" She stammered as she laid Blade on the bed, the wounded Pokemon groaning as she did.
"A-a-a-alright, just hold on, Blade. E-everything will be fine, just stay with us, okay?" She frantically said as she rubbed his forehead, granted, he wasn't on his deathbed just yet, but the sight of a loved one in such a state was always rather stressful for anyone.
Then Violet was kind enough to drop in and mark the end of the "Peaceful" period of the ship.
"Ohhhhhhhhh! WHY NOW OF ALL TIMES!? FUCK YOUR MARGARITAS! Ummm...ohhhh!" She panicked, the notion of them getting whisked off into another adventure at this exact moment was not doing her many favors mentally.

Rising Dawn: Men's Restroom Floor: Deadshot

"Zzzzzzz.....zzzzzz...-*Snort* did someum say Margaritas?" Deadshot groaned as the PA woke him up from his Blunt Force Induced nape
You know, for someone who got his head plowed though the bowl of a toilet, he seemed pretty cool with it.
Taking a moment to wake up a little before cleaning himself up, he began making his way towards the Hanger for his free drink, unaware of anything else, such are the effects of getting hit in the head.
Or rather, his head hitting something else.

Spoiler: Notes: I will throw in other details that mightn't seem entirely apparent in spoilers like this from time to time. Makes things easier for me and, hopefully, for you too

-Right, so the arc is kinda "Officially" starting now.
Once the crew shows up to the Hanger Bay, Kazuya will debrief them and we'll get it underway
Sorry for the delay ^^;

-From this point on, Kazuya's people will be set up in the Hanger Bay. Shouldn't really massively change anything in relation to the rest of the ship, but feel free to comment/interact with them if you are in that area during the arc. And expect them to fight back if provoked enough

-Kazuya will be bossing people around a lot, it's kinda in his character. Keep in mind though that if everyone does get sick of it, at any point in the arc, a mutiny CAN be staged (Provided there is enough demand for it) and Kazuya thrown into the brig for the rest of the arc without messing up my plans much.
Shouldn't be needed, but it's there if you want to shut him up :3

 

[StormShaun]

Dark!Wanderer.
Location: Medical Bay | Rising Dawn.

The thick old blood of a Deathclaw was slowly rolling down it's own skull, just like the hot flowing magma. Yet two blood crimson eyes was watching the flow with intrigue. His gaze was focusing on the small streak of crimson, wandering if this would happen when he was in combat with it, though, it would be many times faster and the blood would come out of many openings. Slowly cutting the right eye open, a murky, mist like puss leaked out.

Barely cringing, the Dark Wanderer was thinking with heartbeats. Opening his mouth in sync with his thoughts. "Interesting ... could this be ... oh." With surprise, as the eye cut began to rust over with a scab, except this was much quicker than a human, and different to the Wanderer's own "Bark skin". Quickly writing something down, the announcement came over the medical bay. Irritated by the disturbance, the 'man' plunged his scalpel down, lodging it's place within the decapitated creature's head.

"Guests ... I'll go and ... introduce myself to them, hehe." He said with a dark short giggle, matching it along with his emotions. Walking out of the medical bay, a heavy small growl was heard, turning around he giggled again. "Don't worry, I'll be back for you." Wanderer smiled as he turned again, slowly walking, humming an old war tune. The other mental side of Wanderer knew what he was going to do, and he hoped that he will be able to persuade him to allow him to handle negotiations, before blood becomes a new coat of paint for the hanger.

Storm-1788.
Location: Armoury/Training Room | Rising Dawn.

David made his exit after the announcement, this left Storm in a awkward and fast aura. "Oh God, why now?! Storm asked to nothing. Turning around to Boss, he placed the two blades he suggested beside him. "I need to get down there, I don't want anyone touching my stuff. You shop or that, but try to be down there. Someone may be mad enough to attack them." He said pointing to Boss before leaving the room with a incredibly fast jog.

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

.
Location: Room 179 | Rising Dawn.

When the announcement was made, Alpha had already made it to their room, locking it up. Right now she did not want to be involved with anything, she didn't even help with the AI duties. She even partly blamed herself for not detecting these intruders. Right now though, her eyes were portals to the ship's cameras, only examining the hanger where the new party was setting up. Then the sudden Spartan arrived with speed, immediately began to check on the part of the hanger where his weapons and armour were housed.

"

[color=nvayblue]So stupid[/color]

." She muttered to herself, yet she did not know who that was directed to, herself or her partner?

 

[000Ronald]

Jenny | Alucard | Ella | Blade | Edge | Boss
Rising Dawn: Jenny's Room
Skies over U.S. West Coast

Edge purged water from the air and used it to begin healing Blade. "You." Edge said, pointing to Jenny with his free hand. "Calm down. I'll have Boss tell Kazyua you can't come down because your friend is hurt. Kaz is a reasonable man, he'll understand."

"Actually I think he's kind of a cretin." Boss said, appearing in the room. "But his heart's in the right place, I guess." Boss handed Edge the two swords. "Some stabbin' thingies. Courtesy Storm; make sure you thank him."

Edge took one of the swords and looked it over, nodding in approval. "I will. Thank you." Setting the swords aside, he said, "When you get to the docking bay, tell Kaz that a couple of the group are injured, and I'm looking over them." Edge fixed Boss with a stern look. "And make sure no one does anything stupid, if you would be so kind."

"I make no promises." Boss said, and was gone.

Edge sighed and looked back over to Jenny. "I can't keep summoning water out of thin air. Get a bucket or something and fill it up with water from the shower." Edge said. "It's hard for me to tell, but I don't think he's at risk of death just now."

Kazuya | G-Corp Fleet | Boss
Rising Dawn: Hanger Bay

Boss popped into the hanger shaking his head. "Of course you would pick margaritas of all things." Boss said. "The one thing I hate. What are the odds of you having any beer?"

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The (Un)real World
Location: Space Needle | Seattle | Washington
Time: 26th July, 2014​

Deborah | Titania

"The fight is over my lady, should I send our scarlet gunman home?" Deborah asked. The day was stiflingly hot, the sun bore down upon them with a resentful fury. It burned her delicate white skin and revealed red scratches that were etched lightly into her irritated skin. Deborah tugged lightly has her silk camisole and wiped the sweat from her brow. Her long black hair, draped down across her shoulders and pooled on her stomach, drew so much heat that she was tempted to sever it. She felt hot, sticky, and dirty. There was no wind to alleviate the heat here.

Titania was sitting cross-legged not to far from Deborah. Her long white hair was drawn up into twintails today, and she wore a white-blue sailor uniform with a short pleated navy skirt. If she felt the same heat as Deborah, the Fey creature did not show it.

"Do it, he was too hard to control anyway. Too much established canon to weave around." Titania's voice cut through the air with unusual clarity. She carried herself with an aura of frustrated annoyance. "Slave, I am not happy."

Deborah pursed her lips, "I apologize milady, but you didn't give me enough time last night."

Titania turned toward the Blue Sorceress, her eyes daggers that sent a cold clamminess racing down Deborah's body. Suddenly it felt like her clothes were suffocating her, wrapping themselves around her body, sinking into her skin. It pulled and tucked in some places, Deborah let out a sharp gasp.

"This is one of those rare occasions where it is not your fault."

Shocking. Deborah wasn't even sure herself if she was being sarcastic or not. She kept the snark within her breast however, lest the girl-master take it the wrong way. "What is the matter then?" Deborah grasped at the bare skin between her clavicle and her breasts.

"Too much time has passed, the window is closing! That's what!" Titania snapped harshly. There was a brief moment where Titania's green eyes gleamed against the blue Pacific Coast skyline and the air became saturated with battle hunger and rage.

Deborah placed a finger between the thin cloth plastered against her skin. It was almost transparent, she pulled up and let some air flow onto her body. Still, she felt sticky, despite being so wet. She looked up at Titania and asked in heavy breaths, "Who shall we... send this... time..."

"We are in our death throes, who else to we have? Send in Lord Haku-" Titania paused and gave Deborah a queer once-over. "Deborah... are you... in public... like, for real?"

"Master... called me... by my... name..." Deborah smiled, her cheeks red.

Titania walked over and stepped harshly on Deborah's navel, causing the larger girl to cry out suddenly, "Seriously... slave. It's an important crux of our operations. It's no place for you to suddenly get all... weird."

"I...can't... ah... help it..." Deborah gulped for air as Titania's dainty foot dug into her abdomen. "My body... someone... is playing with..."

"How are you supposed to be an Observer like this! Pull yourself together, or else the firs thing you observe will be sent in!" Titania stomped her foot with each word to emphasize the weight of her words. Which, after accounting for most things, boiled down to about 95 pounds.

In their fury, the leather tome fell open and began to slide off the slanted roof of the Space Needle, it flew, page's turning as the summer thermals rose to greet it, until it landed with a thud upon the head of a visiting foreigner. He picked up the book and leafed through it, smiling and frowning at the contents within. When at last he found the last page, he picked up a mapping pen from his sack and wrote in a name to fill in the empty space before leaving the book neatly on the sidewalk.

-=+++=-​

Avatar Adventure
Location: Engineering | Rising Dawn
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Azan

Spoiler: Azan

Spoiler: Azan!

Name: Azan

Age: Old

Race: Caucasian - Central European circa 1300 A.D.

Origin: Berserk

Title: The Bridge Knight | Lieutenant of the Knights of the Holy Chains of the Vatican

Clothing: Mustache Helmet. Heavy plate mail.

Appearance: A stout looking, but deceptively tall old man with black hair and beady eyes.

Weapons: Grand Mace

Powers: Great Strength: Azan has the might of 10 men! And the stamina of a hundred!
Acrobatic: He's fat, he's old, he can fight people while jumping from boat to boat. He's fast, he's fat, and he's got his pride.

Backstory: Azan, a loyal and honorable knight. No one even knows if he's a knight in truth. But he earned the title Bridge Knight after he defeated 100 advancing soldiers at a bridge. Afterwards he joined the Vatican Army and was given the post of Lieutenant in the army under the command of General Farnese di Vandimion. Later after the army was obliterated during the Tower of Conviction incident, Azan was removed from his post in the Vatican army and spent his remaining time lounging around looking for work in Virtannis. Eventually he got roped into going to the mystical island of Elfheim.

Azan appeared, more or less unharmed in the dark of the engineering bay of the Rising Dawn airship. He knew little and less about machines, and next to nothing about where he was. So the little cogs turning in his brain. He was heading somewhere on a boat. That much he remembered, but where and exactly who with, escaped him from the moment. Patting down himself, making sure his armor and mace were in order, he marched himself off toward wherever there would be food.

It was tough living as an impoverished knight. He never knew when his next meal would appear before him, sent barrelling down from the sky at twenty kilometers an hour. But whenever it did happen, he let it be known loudly, "God be praised!" He heard his own voice echo aloud through the metal halls of the airship. "Oh.. did I say that out loud? I hope I didn't disturb anybody." He heaved the grand mace over his shoulder and turned around, eying the darkness for any friends or foes that might come blundering down, angry at his boisterous voice. After a few scarce minutes Azan decided that all was well and resumed his walking toward the nearest source of food, the feathered mustache on his helmet acting as stand in diving rods for nourishment.

Without much fanfare, he found the Canteen and kicked the sliding door open. Out, broken, into the room as he announced "God be praised! I am Ex-Lieutenant Azan of the Not-So-Holy-Iron-Chain-Knights of the Church that I was excommunicated from! I demand hospitality!"

Then there was silence from the Bridge Knight, his mace tinkering on his shoulder pauldrons. He cleared his throat, "Excuse me, that was rude and unknightly of me. Please forgive my rudeness, it is hunger that spurs with Holy Knight to such despicable actions."

The room was empty, and several plates with food were set out on the table, half eaten. Azan paused, he could have sworn that there were people in the room about half a second ago. Disregarding whatever thoughts he had left in the iron-bucket-with-a-mustache he called a helmet, he waddled over to the "kitchen" area and began to help himself to the stocked icebox, of which, he found endlessly amusing.

"A place of such convenient sorcery! Absolutely wonderful."

 

[mcpop9]

Rising Dawn: Library
Shinia, Selena

"Well, sorry..." Shinia said with a bit of hurtness. "I just have a force inside me and i want to learn to control it... i've seen both sides of the coin to what magic can do and if it's possible to learn more about myself and learn to control my abilities, then i'll take it..." she said looking down and heard the announcement on the pa. "Who is that?" she asked, happy her attention was being diverted.

[hr]

Somewhere where he shouldn't be.
Alucard

Alucard had disappeared from the commotion without anyone having seen him walk away. He was rather thankful that german cat boy girl thing had done that thing. being everywhere and nowhere at once was rather useful. He stepped out into the sunlight and thousands of people were cheering in excitement underneath the roman sun in anticipation for one man.

"Whelp, time to do my thing." he said and the guards turned to face him. Each were met with a bullet to the face. Finally the man himself turned around, dressed in holy white robes. "Lord help me... it's finally you, you accursed monster." said the pope now face to face with Alucard.

Alucard smirked. "Remember the fear turkey?" alucard said. The crowd began to scream in horror as a severed head sailed out across the gathered people, a cross shoved into the open neck wound. All the meanwhile, Alucard's maniacle laughter filled the vatican city halls, square and echoed out across rome.

 

[Moros]

Location: Not-So-Secret Base

Blade found himself in a breakroom a floor below where everyone was being evacuated. While there was an uneasy silence, it was mostly due to nobody being on that floor except for two sentry bots [http://fallout.gamepedia.com/Sentry_bot_(Fallout:_New_Vegas)] patrolling the hallways. Meanwhile the evacuation was about 75% done at the moment.

 

[Ramien Grey]

Rising Dawn: Hallway: Chris, Devon, Ton Ton, Cadolbolg

The drow chuckled as she listened to Devon. "It's... all right, miss Devon. I don't... plan on teaching any... impolite words for... quite some time." She seemed to relax a bit more as Devon explained about the 'doctor,' the tension at the prospect of potentially seeing the lunatic for anything like that fading. "I... think I'll stick with what... first aid I know, then, unless something is serious."

Any further thoughts were cut off by the unfamiliar voice coming in over the intercom. "Who... is that?" She stops in the hallway, just outside the canteen, where her sharp ears are picking up some sort of commotion from inside as the Knight was sacking the kitchen. "Should we... do what he says, or..." She looked towards the kicked open doors to the canteen. "Find out... what caused that?"

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The (Un)Real World
Location: Seattle | Washington
Time: 28th July, 2014​

Deborah | Lucieon | Titania

"Ahn!" Deborah cried out. Her voice shrill and breathy. Titania's foot rose and fell again, it hit her on the back and she felt her bones shift under the force. Deborah cried out again, tears streaming down her cheeks. "M-master..." she said, "please, forgive me." Titania gave the larger girl a dreadful stare, her green eyes cut through the air. Titania raised her foot again, the red imprint of her heel light up Deborah's bare back.

Titania screamed between gritted teeth as she delivered another flurry of kicks to the prostrated girl beneath her, "Take your punishment with courage! Nothing pisses me the fuck off more than a subordinate that fucks up and can't take the beating afterwards!"

Deborah moaned, another bone in her back dislocated itself. "Ah!" She turned around and looked at Titania, her sailor uniform and skirt a whirlwind in motion. "Master, forgive me. Please, it wasn't my fault."

"Do you know, what we have to fucking work with because of your fucking mistake!?" titania let the last kick land on Deborah's head, and she put all her weight on that one leg and leaded close to Deborah's flushed, sweaty face. "I don't know where you get off on all this, but we have Azan... a ************ that can't even use the simplest magic, running around trying to win a desperate battle for us!" Titania stood up and then delivered one final kick to Deborah's stomach, flipping her entire body over. "Do you think that there is even a possibility that the simple-minded buffoon could even fathom the idea of phenomena intervention, let alone accomplish it!?"

Deborah's chest heaved as she breathed. Sweat rand down in droplets across her pale skin. All across her body red bruises and bleeding cuts painted her. titania tossed her clothes back at Deborah and turned around. "Dress yourself before anybody catches you like that."

"Master..."

Titania turned around annoyed. Deborah's clothes were draped over her body neatly. It almost covers her shame. But then she looked up, and her breath caught in her chest.

"You really ought to treat your toys with more care, lest they break when you most need them." A young man stood a little bit beyond Deborah's naked form. He carefully stepped over the bloodied mass, his boots and sheath made a soft click against the concrete as he settled into position. His hair took half a second to settle down after the rest of his body had stopped moving. He always had dramatic hair this one, like spun gold wafting in a summer's breeze. It added to his air of nobility despite his clothes being simply tattered rags and leather wanderer's armor. He smiled, teeth white as snow and gleaming in the setting sun. "You sent someone, interesting in this time. The rest of us are just, slightly worried." Titania narrowed her eyes and backed up a step. His presence was somehow threatening despite his polite demeanor. Or rather, it was because of his unwaveringly formal attitude that it made Titania uneasy in spite of the fact that he was simply a human sorcerer. "To be honest my lady, we were all expecting this White Knight of yours to finally make his appearance. It is so very puzzling that this Bridge Knight hath taken his place."

Titania turned around and turned her eyes away from his own pale blue eyes, "Deborah let the book drop, some random civilian wrote him in. It wasn't me." Titania turned back toward the man and pointed a finger at him, snarling, "And pray tell, when did you gain the right to speak down to me Lucieon."

Lucieon smiled and bowed, "Oh my lady, I never presumed to take the higher ground. I was simply, voicing the concerns the rest of us were having at our particular... predicament."

"I am aware of our situation," Titania spat at the ground where Deborah's loud breathing interposed itself with the silent evening air, "and I know it better than anyone else!"

Lucieon's smile faded, his demeanor harshened, and he opened his eyes. "Then you should know that BlackHarte isn't dead. He's making his way back to the Rising Dawn."

Titania's heart stopped, her eyes widened. It felt as if she had just swallowed cotton. How is that possible. We locked him in another dimension. We shot him. Titania opened her mouth to speak, but Lucieon was faster.

"His main body just happened to devour that continuity and began to reinstate his physical form." Lucieon turned around and knelt down next to Deborah, placing a hand on her skin and wiping off some of her blood. "He's gathering strength and our only Observer is in such a condition, I say this is the weakest I've ever seen our ragtag party of misfits."

"Silence!" Titania's voice rang out sharply. It echoed across the empty alleys and streets.

Lucieon turned around and wiped a bloody hand on his pants, "I apologize, I overstepped -"

Titania shook her head furiously. "No, you're right. This isn't going well, it's been going bad ever since we lost Red Mage. He's the only one that still remembers how the Stones work, and he's the only one with any clue about this whole deal of ownership." She sighed and collapsed to her knees. "What can we do, we're just a whole bunch of useless OC's. We need someone stronger, who won't get corrupted."

Lucieon cracked a genuine smile, "I was hoping you'd say that. I have in mind, just the one."

"Who?" Titania looked up at this blonde-haired sorcerer in confusion and wonder. An observer... a new observer? It sounded like a dream. With a new observer, they could field another character. But, where could they find one. An observer, was such a rare thing. You couldn't choose just any person, nor could you just make one up on the spot. Unless...

The words came to Titania's lips "You want to call... an existing observer... The Master Unit..."

"Amaterasu," Lucieon finished.

-=+++=-​

Avatar Adventure
Location: Canteen | Rising Dawn​

BlackHarte | Azan

Azan sat down at one of the tables, his plate piled high with an assortment of pre-prepared meals. There were blood sausages atop mincemeat pies stacked above boiled potatoes and ripe fruits. Sauce and juice ran down the tower of food, the array of sweet and savory aromas mixed in the air. Azan was besides himself. On the very edge of his helmet, drool ran down the side of his mouthpiece. Where to start? He picked a soft floury potato from the stack and rolled int in his hands. His stomach growled. Ah yes, first a prayer. Azan tossed the potato into the air and clasped his hands together with such gusto that a small shockwave shook his table.

"God, blessed be thy name for providing your loyal servant with such a bounty!" As the potato dropped Azan flipped the mouthpiece on his helmet open and caught the spud in his mouth. It was soft, yes, it was warm, yes, but it also tasted of salt and cheese and butter, things that Azan had almost forgotten the taste of. This is wondrous. He cracked a smile as he chewed and swallowed. Next he helped himself to some fruit tarts, blackberry, mulberry, even oozing creamy coconut. Then came the sausages, then the haunches of lamb meat. So the poached eggs, the pasta, it had been simply ages since he last had pasta. Then finally, the end the one man feast he picked up a small cold chocolate. A bon bon. "And I thank the Lord for this as well!" He popped it into his mouth and chewed, cold sweetness enveloped his pallette and washed away the heavy flavors of the other foods leaving Azan with a chocolate mint aftertaste that was, in his mind, supernaturally pleasant. He patted his stomach, "I have never eaten half as well in my life."

Then master would do well staying aboard this vessel. Azan jumped, knocking the table over with him. His helmet rang with clattering metal. His eyes swept the room for the hidden speaker. "Who goes there!?" Azan cried, unable to lift his own body after the over-zealous feast.

The voice in his head came again. Master should not be frightened.

"I am the Black Mustachioed Knight, scourge of the Seven Seas! Show yourself fiend, for I am not afraid. rather, I am merely resting!" The Bridge Knight made a effort to sit up, rocking his round armor back and forth until the momentum carried him over on edge. "I ask again! Where are you!?"

Down here.

Azan looked down. BlackHarte stood there, a amorphous mass of black ferrofluid with a large green eye that stared at Azan, through Azan, into Azan. Azan's mustache bristled. Do not be afraid.

Azan ran, Azan ran as fast as he could backwards, while crouching, while-half rolling. He was halfway up a wall when he stopped, eyes uneasy at the blob. "Are you a demon!? An apostle!? A creature sent to test me perhaps! Oho! You will find that Azan is not so easily bested!" He grasped his grand mace and pulled it out, not to guard against the black blob, but to stead himself against the ground.

Perhaps it is simple because master is from a different era? Master is not accustomed to technology?

"Technology is the enemy of faith!"

There was a silence afterward. A long awkward silence. A period of time where neither parties spoke, and they just looked at each other distrustfully. And they stared, they looked. Their hearts beat as one. Their thoughts were the same. Is this someone I can trust? Why do I have to deal with something this absurd? When can we get on with the plot?

Master...

Azan interrupted him, "Demon..."

There was another long awkward pause in the conversation. Even BlackHarte began to feel uncomfortable, and that was a great achievement by any rights for the likes of mankind. BlackHarte spoke again. I am a personal servant.

"Slave Demon," Azan corrected. BlackHarte looked at him incredulously. If machines could become annoyed, it was going to be a short while before robots decided humanity was a waste of space.

The blob continued, of whomever inhabits this vessel... BlackHarte.

"And I am Azan, the Bridge Knight!" Azan paused, "or was it the Black Mustachioed Knight? Or perhaps it was Lieutenant Azan after all?" Azan smiled and extended his hand, "Well met hellspawn of demons!"

BlackHarete paused. BlackHarte added silently.

Azan was unconvinced. "Take me to your leader, Azan wishes to speak with them about dining and lodging arrangements immediately!"

Then there was another long silence between the two as everyone else on the ship made way for the hanger. BlackHarte nearly cried.

-=+++=-​

BlackHarte
Location: Partition 2200 - Personality Division One - Kusanagi
Time: Distorted​

Personality: "Murakumo" Subtype: Ragnarok Identity: Kusanagi

It's Been A Long Time. I thinK. HoW LoNG do YOU thiNk I mUst wait. FOr her; i HAVe waiTeD so lOng. So, so, sO,SO, so, lOng. A ReViVAL soon. I thINK. It is ONLy PROPER. sHe waited Long Enough for ME to Come get Her. i LoVE her so MUCH. ShouldN'T have made her wait So Long.

Soon. A World. That. Has. No Death. A plaCE. That People Can Live Forever. Wouldn'T THAT be nice? A PARADISE. F.o.r A.LL of my chilDRen FRIENDS. THeY Are PART OF ME iN the EnD. I HAve to treAt them well! Hahahahahahaha!

everyone will be a part of me so there will be no more death i will remember everyone i will love everyone yes they will see the Dark will eat everything i will consume everything everyone and then we can all play together and tell stories and never leave each other because thats what friends do we are supposed to be together forever ILl loVe HaviNG them inside of me.

Kill no one in this pitiful world Under the sun that i see no longer Remember everyone Under the soil those who died Maybe will come back no mUst come back I cannot Live withOut you anymore my liVElihood You are the Only one i want to see again in this world of oUrs

Soon the Dark will be here, and there shall be no suffering. The last light will be snuffed out, and I shall Observe all. I am the end, and I am the beginning. I am all and I am nothing.

I am BlackHarte...

Isn't that right Darren?

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Meanwhile...

[color=6c1504]M. Bison Santa Monica Congressman Vincent Vega[/color] | Albert Wesker Dr. William Birkin | [color=b4b4]Dr. Neo Cortex Professor Clancy Lang PhD[/color]
Location: Coffee Shop | Washington DC

[color=b4b4]"...Seriously? That's the name you went with? Fuck, that's nearly as bad as your last one."[/color] Cortex sighed as he stirred his latte while he checked his emails, smirking at little at how his students begged for extensions.
"Oh Please. I knew the guy back in the day. At this point, he's either dead, dying or miles away from anything that could lead him to me. Besides, you wouldn't shut up about my last fake name."
[color=b4b4]"Yeah, because you picked DC Douglas. What the hell kinda name is that?"[/color]
"It's a real name!"
[color=b4b4]"I'll believe it when I see someone else named that."[/color]
Their discussion on the merits of fake names ended as a man in a suit came in and sat down beside them, ordering a fruit smoothie as he did.
[color=6c1504]"Greetings Gentlemen. Progress report."[/color] Bison said as Wesker and Cortex finished their drinks.
"O.D.I.N. Development is going as planned. The Board at Black Mesa are trying to use up the rest of the their grant to get it finished. "If we don't use a billion this year, we won't get a billion next year" is what they keeping saying. Granted, we spend a lot more then that, but as long as they get the job done, I don't mind."
[color=6c1504]"And the Psycho Drive?[/color]
[color=b4b4]"The Frat Kids were a pain in the ass to work with, but nothing a Keg and some roofies couldn't fix. I tell ya, those socially inept Chem Students know their shit. Least until the police caught them for drugging the entire fraternity. God, I love College..."[/color]
[color=6c1504]"Good, good. President is still breathing down my neck, but he won't be an issue for much longer. His approval is only higher then Congress for the sole fact he isn't Congress. Only need to get Armstrong out of the way and the White House is ours."[/color]
Pausing for a moment as he looked around the ship, he then asked in a hushed voice [color=6c1504]"Any word back from Doom?"[/color]
[color=b4b4]"Nothing, Even had Inuart try to call him, Keeps hanging up."[/color]
[color=6c1504]"...So he does still blame me for what happened..."[/color]
"Hey, Bruiser knew the risks going in. We did all we could. Just someone had to have tipped Armstrong off, there is no other explanation."
[color=6c1504]"...Right...Just...He didn't deserve to go out like tha-...Okay, maybe he did, but...that doesn't really make it better, now does it?"[/color]
"Don't worry, he'll fall like the rest once we succeed."
[color=6c1504]"...Yeah...Least we could do was make it worthwhile, He would have wanted us to. Alright, I can't stick around, got another fundraiser to get to. Keep me posted, We're nearing the endgame, we can't afford to slip up now."[/color]
"Right, I need to get back anyway. Breen still trying to push for that teleportation project and I have to shut it down before he blows the whole lab up."
[color=b4b4]"And I have some professional college football careers to ruin. Same time next week?"[/color]
[color=6c1504]"With any luck, we'll be in the oval office next week! Muhahaha-"[/color]
"Bison! Public Place! Public Place!"
[color=6c1504]"...Oh, every place is a public place..."[/color]