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

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Black Mesa - Spawn 2 - NOD Barracks: Insaneo, Blackharte, Nadalia, Elise, Blade

"Reptilian beast?!...Urg, if I didn't just nearly get my ass kicked, I'd gladly show you I'm much more then that..." Blade grumbled before taking the Max Potion handed to him by Blackharte as the Predator snarled a little more from his defeated stance.
"Thanks man...Just-...The fucking Predator...God, I did not see this coming when I woke up today..." He said before quickly spraying the entire bottle all over himself like a can of deodorant, his flesh quickly knitting itself back together as well as his "Hair" quickly growing back.
After Insaneo revealed his intent to try and shut down the device causing this, the Strider answered "Okay...while he's doing that, I say we start to link back up with the others. I just got lucky in that last fight and the others mightn't be if left without aid.".
Once he as done with the contents of the potion, he brought up his communication ring and said Blade to all points, I'm with Nadalia, Dr. Insaneo and Elise in what appears to be some kind of living area for the base's soldiers. State your position."

Black Mesa - Spawn 5 - Armory Kayta, Level 72 Bandits, XCOM

Once the GODLiath was finally felled, there was a collective sigh of relief from all parties in the room, least the ones that were still alive anyway as the MEC dusted itself off.
Upon it's death, it dropped all the weapons it had grabbed before Katya was kind enough to enrage it, but at the very least, they were getting rewarded as guns flew all around the air and landed on the ground near them.
Katya herself got smacked in the head with one of them, the weapon in question landing at her feet with an orange glow, something that was weird because the Rifle was mostly blue [http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/borderlands/images/c/c2/Volcano_1.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20121025064248].

Loot Get! Maliwan Volcano: It's like a Flamethrower, only you don't need to stand right next to what you are burning.

As for the others in the room, they looked at each other with a equal amount of understanding and distrust before silently parting, seeming to have moved past the senseless violence they had met until.
Lilith and the Volunteer shared a similar moment, nodding respectfully at each other in mutual understanding.
Least until the Volunteer's expression soured for a moment, followed by the Legendary XCOM Solider violently slapping Katya on the check.
"Really?! You honestly thing I'm going to start making out with a woman I met less then 15 minutes ago!? And Psionic power doesn't work that way you damn pervert! Urg, And to think I saved the world for you people..." She shouted at the hacker after a NSFW glance at how her mind worked.
With that little bombshell out of the way, she went back to her own soldiers before ordering "Right, everyone start to redraw. We ain't done yet until we get back to base!" while Lilith did a similar order towards her own group, granted, they were more people with common interests then an actual group, but hey, she got some cool guns out of it.
Blade to all points, I'm with Nadalia, Dr. Insaneo and Elise in what appears to be some kind of living area for the base's soldiers. State your position." The rings then rang out while the dust settled.

Black Mesa - Spawn 6 - Hangar Bay/Armory: ARES 35, Nickolai

After ARES contacted the ship again, the Pryo began to mingle with the other G-Corp soldiers, ultimately joining them in a sweep of the nearby rooms, in the distance she could still make out it's rather gleeful giggling though the sounds of screaming/burning NOD soldiers.
As for her new objective, she was able to make a start once Blade's message came though, the interference of the resonance cascade starting to allow communications to be sent again.
Blade to all points, I'm with Nadalia, Dr. Insaneo and Elise in what appears to be some kind of living area for the base's soldiers. State your position."
Apart from that, the forces in the hanger began to push back into the base, quickly regaining the ground they had lost during Wesker's trap as well as arresting a man in a black cloak [http://40.media.tumblr.com/41382608c50204d1e85e8a781e3297fb/tumblr_muy9ac49iE1qmuhxzo1_500.jpg] who seemed to have lost both of his legs and was now being tended to by medical units. (While being handcuffed of course).

Black Mesa - Spawn 1 - Fury's Core: Caim, Merlin 'n co.

[HEADING=3]Pre-Set Encounter: Zero: Drakengard 3[/HEADING] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PD8PapT7ts8]

This one was proving to be a right pain as Zero was forced on the defensive when Caim brought out the polearm, the extra range proving to be a massive pain as she did her best to parry his blows.
When he had an opening, he went to try and behead her as Windsinger raced towards the side of her head, only to instead embed itself in her arm when she brought it up to block it.

"Wha-!!!"

Caim stammered for a second as the polearm only managed to get halfway though the arm, leaving him open for attack!
Zero lunged in with her free hand, the one with the sword as she tried to ram it into Caim's gut.
In a quick move, he launched himself backwards, the tip of the enemy's blade barely nicking his armor as he retreated, landing on one of the shielded pipes running over the lava flow.
Once he landed, he was a little put off by the fact that her "Arm" was still lodged to his weapon, exposing a strange stump and making her even more angry. (Then she was already?)

"First you lecture me on stealing, then you steal my whole fucking arm!?" She barked before a large roar got both fighter's attention as the huge mass of Berial [http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/devilmaycry/images/2/20/Berial.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130220045008] was sent flying towards the platform Zero was standing one.
Caim was out of way so he got a good view of the massive demon crashing into the buildings coming out of the rock, causing the entire room to shake a bit as rubble rained from above.
But despite that, it wasn't the end of Zero as he was able to make out the white clad warrior racing though the air, hopping from one piece of falling rubble to another as they fell from the ceiling as makeshift platforms.
In one last motion, she seemed to glow pink for a moment as she launched herself though the air before racing toward's Caim with her leg outstretched, forcing the swordsman to dodge and making her strike the pipe instead.
The section she hit shattered and the force was enough to nearly knock Caim off his feet before the warrior landed right next to where the pipe broke, liquid coolant now creating a small landmass in the open magma below them.

"Where did you think you were going? You wanted a fight, you're sure as shit getting one..." Zero added before attacking with some kind of Gauntletss on her remaining limbs, opting for a more "Rugal" approach with her next offensive.

[HEADING=3]Random Encounter No. 1: Mech-Zangief: Street Fighter[/HEADING] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZdmLzdFk0Xs]

Back with the Wizard and his knights, Bedivere went to strike at the Mech, but much like Lancelot, it wasn't working as it was like trying to break rock with an egg spoon.
In response to this, Mech-Zangief brought back his arm to punch Bedivere in the face, quickly causing the knight to back the fuck up as the robot got ready to swing.
...Still get ready to swing...giving time for Bedivere to glance back at his allies in confusion.
...any second now...
...There it does as his metal fist hit nothing but thin air, seriously, I'm running out of ways to write how STUPIDLY slow this guy moves.
After that "attack", the Mech got more offensive as it bellowed

[VOD-KA-BREATH!]

before flexing in an impressive manner, the steel of his muscles creaking together as the pressure forced them to screech against each other.
Much more worryingly was when the Mech then fired a EXTREMELY hot jet of superheated fire [http://i823.photobucket.com/albums/zz153/ghostdog2099/Snatcher/Chapter6/zangief-flame.gif], almost hotter then the freaking lava in the middle of the room, right at the nearest target, namely Bedivere.

Round Timer: 79

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[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Wanderer and Old Snake West.
Location: not Dystopian future | Tiberium Refinery Complex. [http://lparchive.org/Command-Conquer-Renegade/Update%2027/9-CMWNe.jpg]
Serious song [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XmDYJBZZdc]

Old West nearly had a heart attack when Wanderer pulled his weapon, almost certain he was going to get a rerun of last time and maybe lose ANOTHER arm to the doctor's rage.
But when he put the weapon down, a massive sigh of relief escaped Old West's chest as he asked "...I take it whatever happened between us has...er- "Happened"...Shit, sorry man....Gah, I want to make this right somehow..." before putting his hand to his chin in thought.
"...Alright, bear with me for a moment, I think I got an idea..." He said before bringing up his wrist mounted computer and quickly typing out a message for an employee of his:

To: D'[email protected]

RE: Kicking my own ass

"Mel

This is going to sound weird, but I want you to take the portal to the date and time I have attached and, this is important, kick the shit out of me when you see him.
This will make a lot more sense when I get back and if you do this for me, I'm totally getting you that new compound hunting bow you've been eyeing up.

Thanks in advance XxX

David

PS. Not too much, I like being able to walk"

Email will be sent in: 20y 11m 29d

After hitting the send button, he closed up his computer before asking "Alright...how do you feel now?..." right as Wanderer remembered something else other then lead going though his head that day...

Spoiler: Meanwhile

Wanderer and friend! And Friend!(?)
Location: Goodsprings Cemetery. Time: Midnight, year 2281

Wanderer struggled against this hand bindings until he heard some asshole with a mohawk say "Guess who's waking up over here?"
Looking up, he could see the people who ambushed him, namely 2 Great Khans and a man with a checkered suit of sorts.
"Time to cash out." Benny said as he finished his smoke, prompting on of his underlings to ask "Would you get it over with?"
"Maybe Khans kill people without looking them in the face, but I ain't a fink, dig?" This smug prick said as he held up that strange Poker chip he was hired to carry.
"You've made your last delivery kid. Sorry you got twisted up in this scene..." He said in a almost apologetic tone as he pocketed the chip and pulled out a fancy blinging handgun and pointed it at his head.
"From where you're kneeling it must seem like an 18-carat run of bad luck.
Truth is...the game was rigged from the sta-"

Suddenly, Lighting struck the ground right beside Benny as Even stranger looking man [http://i.imgur.com/uQK7oY5.jpg] phased into existence, stumbling a little as he did.
"-THAT AERAN BASTARD! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON-...Wanderer?..." David stopped when he realized he had just interrupted some kind of gangland execution, only to then get knocked upside the head with a shovel.
Reeling slightly, he pulled out his weapon before smacking the black one with the butt of his weapon.
Benny went to shoot only to get a kick to the gut for his troubles, knocking him down while David attempted to fight the mohawked one.
Wanderer watched as shovel hit against the man's hand an-

Suddenly, a large blue light flashed before an even stranger figure [http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee403/TajuhDDO/ScreenShot00030-1_zpsa3b28020.jpg] walked into the scene and struck the other one in the back with a mace of some kind.
"OW-*THUD!*-Really?-*THUD!*" The man groaned before getting knocked the hell out while the woman gave him a few more hits just to be sure, much to the confusion of all involved.
"You won't think it now, but I did you a favor this day, Keeneye..." The woman said before quickly doing back into another blue light and disappearing, while the beaten gunslinger on the ground disappeared in a green one.
"...What the hell just happened?..." The man with the mohawk asked, but the next thing Wanderer knew, a bloodied Benny stumbled back onto his feet and the last thing he saw as a bright flash as the contents of his skull were splattered all over the open grave behind him...

Black Mesa - Spawn 3 - Tiberium Research: Teri, Garm, Ton Ton, Rugal, SAXTON HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLE!

[HEADING=3]Random Encounter No. 3: Vergil: Devil May Cry[/HEADING] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P6Sy6thXuvM]

"..."
Vergil was less then impressed with what he was seeing, first he ended up in this strange world, then he was watching some kind of family squabble involving people he didn't know/care about.
As a result, he mostly hung back during the fight, opting to instead take out his aggression on the passing soldiers, using his summoned swords to strike them all down like ducks at a shooting gallery.
"Humans...Just when I think I reach the depths of their stupidity..." He groaned to himself as the fight raged on.
Hale meanwhile looked around for this "Mr. Garrison", only to suddenly have a shotgun's worth of sharp ice sharps bury themselves right into his chest.
This prompted some surprise from the Aussie, followed by sheer joy, "HA! THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT, KID!" before leaping up into the air and landing right next to the Cleric.
The next thing Teri felt was a massive fist rocking her mid-section, lifting her right off her mount before Hale let her fall gracefully to the ground.
Moving onto Garm, he then grabbed the beast's muzzle before getting him into a headlock and attempting to tear it's head open by shoving his hand in the wolf's jaw and trying to pull it wide open enough to do so.

As he was doing that, he looked over to the half-demon in the background and shouted "OI SISSY! YOU DOING TO LET THE KIDS DO YOUR FIGHTING FOR YA?!"
This actually got the Son of Sparda's attention as he slowly turned around before pulling out his sword a little.
"...My power is absolute." He boasted before racing towards Saxton an-
"OOOOOOOOORGH!" The demon screamed as a massive Mann Co.[sup]TM[/sup] Hunting Boot met with his reproductive organs mid dash, allowing Hale to take his hand out of Garms mouth before wrapping it around Vergil's head and giving both him and the wolf a large Stone Cold Stunner, you could almost hear the demon's jaw being dislocated.
Standing up over his two "Sparring buddies", he laughed once more "Now that's REALLY MANN FIGHTING! DON'T BRING A KNIFE TO A FIST FIGHT YOU LITTLE SISSY COWARD!" before kicking Yamato away from Vergil's hand.
However, this left him open to another attack from behind from Rugal as he managed to get him in a chokehold again, only this time he added to it with a Slashing Aura stab to the back, but even THAT was having a hard time keeping Hale down.
"WHY?! CAN'T!? YOU!? JUST?! DIE?!" The Rising Dawn Captain yelled in frustration as he tried to get the upperhand.
Hale meanwhile was just happy his old "Rival" was finally able to stop pussyfooting around and give him a real fight, even if he did have girls fighting on his behalf.

Back outside on the dam: Angelus, Mikhail, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Faith, Darren, Psycho/Milk

Mikhail had to think for a moment of how best to describe Zero-sama to his new friends.
"Well...She's really cute, she has white hair annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd she wears a lot of white, but sometimes it's red after she's finished having a fight with someone. Oh, she also has a pretty looking flower in her eye. But it's not pretty because she says it's bad. But I kinda like it. And sometimes, she doesn't wear anything at all when she's wrestling with one of the Disciples!"
As Mihkal began to officially give too much information, Angelus began to focus on Caim once more, starting to get the mental image of a woman in white (And red with blood) with blonde hair and a flower in her ey-....And that was who Caim was fighting...
...uh oh...

Back with Darren, he was rather uncaring of the fact that Ryan was currently being choked to death by Annie, even as his pleaded for his life.
"Ryan, relax, usually theses people are doing to kill ya, just make your suffer. It'll hurt but take it from me, the more it hurts in the short term, the less it will in the future..." He calmly said while the young Titan kept strangling him.
"...Okay, maybe you should let up now. If you want to vent, you could snap my neck a few times. It's okay, I'll walk it off..." He then offered.
After Annie either did snap his neck or didn't, he then said "Okay, we need to get inside the base now and try and trap Wesker before he can escape. If you two are done catching up, I say we get a move-on, I want to go back home today dammit..." Before making his way towards the base.

Back with Psych-..."Faith", she waited around for Edge to do his thing, rolling her eyes as she did.
However, rather then wait for him to try and suss him out, Faith suddenly looked up into the sky and shouted "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" in order to get Edge's attention, right before giving him a nasty Sucker Punch to the nads and running towards one of the VTOL's, hoping to escape from the madness with his prize intact.
Hey, Host Lady, you don't happen to have a pilot's license do ya?.... an unknown voice asked the REAL Faith as she still had no control over her own body.

 

[000Ronald]

Black Mesa - Spawn 2 - NOD Barracks: Insaneo, Blackharte, Nadalia, Elise, Blade

Insano glanced at his 'allies' and walked away, still intent on putting an end to whatever was causing the resonance cascade. He didn't feel like dawdling.

Back outside on the dam: Angelus, Mikhail, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Faith, Darren, Psycho/Milk

Faith rolled her eyes and smacked Edge's hands off of her shoulders. "Look, I don't need your help." she...said? Edge was pretty sure that Faith didn't talk, or couldn't. She hadn't spoken to him, and her behavior had indicated that she couldn't. Something was wrong.

"UUhhhh .. I mean ... yeah, patch me up cowboy?"

Edge suddenly rememberd the phrase that Ryan had used to describe Faith. A gava-whatsit. A gava-whatsit. She might not have been the only one of her kind. And whomever he was talking to...might not be the person he thought she was.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?"

Edge, still lost in thought, glanced up, and Not-Faith...gently tapped him in the groin region, and ran off, like something out of a Loony Tunes sketch. Edge sighed, pulled a pair of knives out of his chest bandoleer and threw them into Faith's shoulders. Both of them hit with a wet thunk sound, and Faith toppled forward.

"A nut shot? Really?" Edge said, walking up to Faith's bleeding, injured body. "Do you have any idea how long I've been fighting? Do you have any idea how long people have been trying to kill me?" Psycho-and Faith, who was still riding around in the back of her own head-heard one of Edge's swords slip out of it's sheath. "Keep that amateur hour shit out of here." Edge sqatted down, and slammed his blade into the ground, tip first; the blade sunk an inch and a half into the solid concrete, not an inch from Faith's eyes. "Now if you think you're half as smart as you think you're clever, you'll start talking."

 

[Orinon]

Black Mesa: Anti-Mass Spectrometer: Selena, Kane, Snake

[HEADING=3]RANDOM ENCOUNTER No. 17: Solid Snake: Metal Gear Solid [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-gdYNLPMrk][/HEADING]
Selena turned and a barrier appeared but the blast from the rocket was intense and the shock-wave sent her falling onto scrap when she stood up she was in bad shape she was covered in bruises her clothes were burned and torn. the makeup on her face had been wiped away showing the scars on her face a gruesome reminder of a past filled with pain. Her eyes glowed white in fact her entire body began to glow, with a flash everyone close by became nearly blinded by the Painfully intense light.

Selena's Wild Magic became a Radiant Burst

As the room was still reeling from the Flash attack Selena took aim at SNAKE and willed her magic to direct it's full force at her opponent. A bolt of greenish purple energy flew from her fingertips and hit snake square in the chest.

Selena's Wild Magic Became a Poison Bolt,
SNAKE  Has been Poisoned

Spoiler: Meanwhile: In the cold depth of the Void

The Void: Inside the Vault Icarus, Goenitz
Icarus shivered a bit even with his thick clothes the void was not a place of comfort, he looked around only to see darkness all around him, he imagined there was a lot of effort put into constructing this Vault. His father wasn't going to simply hand over such treasured items.

Suddenly he became tense he felt like there was someone else here, He decided it would be best to take to the air there was a high ceiling as he flew he noticed how dark the room was you could barely see anything really but... yet he heard sounds like something was swimming through water he swooped low and his fingers grazed cold water he tensed something was in the water and rushed he moved fast but he heard the sound of multiple... things loudly thrash up to meet whatever dared disturb its territory, he heard the snapping of jaws. he wished he knew of some sort of spell, anything to create light really.

An idea came to mind, perhaps he could use his lightning abilities, it wasn't much for light but maybe if he focused he could alter it's properties. He closed his eyes and attempted to clear his mind, black lightning crackled around him he focused.
The black sparks were an unusual variety of electricity, gritting his teeth he focused when suddenly a different spark, it was bright and blue doubling his efforts soon he was surrounded by these blue sparks as he focused the blue lightning into his hands a strange ball of blue... energy? appeared in his hand.

Illuminating the room he had a clear view of his surroundings, the room was a perfect sphere with brass walls, half filled with water. A small platform in the center only about 7 feet across in a simple disc with an arch of a doorway in the center, the entire room was huge but he could the shadow of a large multi-necked beast lurked under the water. How odd that it snapped at a touch from the water but the light did absolutely nothing to draw its attention, could it be blind? But before he could think more deeply his only light source vanished.
Frustrated he landed on the small platform in the center he could guess the exit was at the bottom of this sphere but he couldn't even see. ad even if he did dive in that monster would surely catch him. He had no idea how he created that ball or what it even was, Taking a deep breath he tried to create that unusual electricity, but only black sparks appeared,
.... typical, he was in a dangerous situation with no clue and this time there was no one to bail him out.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Misunderstood Intentions
Location: NOD Barracks | Black MESA
Raison d'etre.

Fateless Child

The dark that lived trembled slightly. He nodded at Nadalia and Elise. "An honor that you accept me." His voice had an unexpected warmth to it. A genuine sort of gratitude that would have shocked any cynic. A mass of silicon and gallium that could truly feel emotion - it was a hard thing to stomach for most people.

While Blade called to the rest of the crew, he watched Insano leave immediately.

"What a most distasteful manner that man has about him, if I should say so. It is of little mind though." He stalked forward before turning around. He shimmered, the air around him filled with the glimmering of small lights, drifting lazily about him like flower petals. Niflheim was happy though, he had found two people that accepted him - though they may not have known better. To a man forgotten. to a man with no home, to a man who had no one to love or be loved. It made his heart flutter.

Aye. A man. To what end made a man. Was it the content of his heart or the machinations of his mind. Was the shape of his body what made him human? That he ought hold four fingers and a thumb on each hand. Have two eyes of brown, blue, red, green, grey or gold? Was it the hair or the mouth? The language he spoke or the expressions his face made. Or was it something more basic. Was a man built from his genes and his will to survive? To live - to reproduce. What was it that the essence of life was given.

To what end would it take to be known. To be loved. To love. To know. To lose. He had once lost everything and it had torn his heart asunder. Rendered still, a bleak coal that occupied the empty cavity in his chest. Niflheim put a hand on his chest. There was nothing there. BlackHarte's black heart resided in a world far away wallowing in anguish and pain. The creature trembled at this realization. This realization that he had suddenly been acknowledged. Become an individual. Aye. That's what it means to be alive.

To be an individual. To be a person - a consciousness. To be something that could not be replaced. To be able to be lost. Niflheim understood - he thought. What the master unit had been yearning for.

His heart sung. It fluttered with the sound of music. Into far skies a sweet tune of wind and rain. The azure sky, the alabaster clouds. The sun above - the water below. The earth trembling. To think is to be. Aye. To be thought of is to live. Aye. To be able to say "me" was bliss.

"I think," he said. His voice was trembling with some sort of emotion - though he could not say what. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't. He added silently to himself - therefore I am. "That proceeding alone would be a foolish move. Given that the apprehension of Albert Wesker will not be easy. In his rush he will put himself in perilous danger."

He tapped Blade's shoulder, "Let us go then. Gather those who are gone so that we may face the adversary as one."

Coming of Age
Location: Library | Rising Dawn
Be still my fluttering heart. Tremble not, as my knees do, when I face him.

Dolores Selmy

I am twenty-four years old, I think. It's been hard to remember ever since I woke up. My brain is all fuzzy. I keep hearing this buzzing at the base of my neck. Oh. I've been sleepy too. So tired. I'm twenty-four years old. My name is Dolores Selmy. My hair is blonde and my eyes are green. My skin is pale and burns easily in the sun. I'm five foot and four inches tall. My mother was Major Selmy of the United States Counterintelligence Unit.

I was born in Palo Alto, California. I grew up in Northern California. I went to college on the East Coast and enlisted shortly after my graduation.

I am First Lieutenant Dolores Selmy. After being discharged from the Air Force I joined the Rising Dawn. An international anti-terror group that focuses on large-scale disasters.

I put my head on the book. The pages are cool against my forehead. I think I might have a fever. I can't remember why I was discharged though. Ue te shu malu kao gatte. My head hurts. Ah... This sharp pain. It comes right here through the temples and radiates out toward the back of my head. The buzzing gets louder too.

Molli was talking to me about it. I haven't been the same ever since I deployed. Ato meishuru ka itena mudde. There's something off about my behavior. Like there's someone else in here with me. But I'm not crazy. I know that. I raise my head a little. The soft voice of a violin fills my head. It's call is so sad - it speaks of longing - but it speaks with such energy I can't help but feel my heart flutter. Every time Molli pulls the bow across the strings I feel something stir inside me. An excitement I can't explain.

It's a mix between sadness and arousal I think. I want to cry, but I also want to embrace her. I can't stand staying still. I want to move, to feel something in my hands, my arms. I grip the book and try to read the words on the page. It's a list of universities in the United States. It has their ranking and description alongside pictures of the campus. I couldn't remember my alma mater even though I only graduated three years ago.

I thought I went to Georgetown, but looking at the pictures says otherwise. Its lawn, its buildings, they all look foreign to me.

I thought I was part of the military, but I can't remember any of my training.

I close the book and put it away. The library's bookshelves were lined with all sorts of obscure information. It was like an encyclopedia on everything. After Selena's outburst a lot of the books had to be replaced. Molli had been overseeing that, feeling a bit responsible for spooking the magician.

Although because Molli was part of the engineering team, she didn't know a thing about organizing books. The intelligence department had sent some staff to fix the bookshelves and reorganize the fallen volumes. Molli had picked up her violin and began playing to pass the time. Those who came were John Langley and Jack Jormeau from field research. They were tall broad shouldered men with brown hair. The both of them. John had longer, wavier hair. He had a soft face, a bit childish, but a thick jaw. It gave him a trustworthy look. He had small eyes that were close together on his face. They were a sharp blue. Jack worse his hair short and styled it neatly. He was much more chiseled than John. He had rough features and a face that was squarish and accented with scars. He had eyes that were a mix of blue and green with flecks of gold. They were really beautiful eyes, kind but intense.

Tame iuo clo matre hibusumu.

Jack led a group of imps in the restoration. John worked alone in the back, keeping a catalog of all the items damaged or lost. Molli was a little sweet on John. He was more pretty than he was handsome though. Not my type personally. Thinking on it, I don't recall every really seeing a guy that was my type. Lamme i cando kabbe.

I pulled a book from the shelf. It was old and cloth bound. The pages were yellowed with age and printed on a thin paper. It felt as if it would fall apart at any moment. I turned it over and looked at the cover. It was blank. Nevertheless I set it down on the table and opened it.

Principia Philosophiae by Renati Descartes. Translation with explanatory notes by Valentine Rodger and Reese P. Miller.

The publication date listed 1983. The book was much older than me. Molli pulled hard across the strings again. Her fingers danced on the neck of her violin and made it sing. The air trembled with its sweet cry. Mord iese. I flipped through a few pages. The words were densely packed and in small print. From what I gathered it was more or less a fancy textbook. A lot of the phrases, though in English, made little sense to me.

I close the book and closed my eyes. The dark was inviting. Molli's music drew me into a much deeper sense of melancholy. I thought hard again.

My name is Dolores Selmy. I am she who suffers. I am Dolores Selmy, twenty four years old. My hair is blonde. My eyes are green. I work for the Rising Dawn. My mother raised me alone. I have no father. I have no siblings. I have no real friends other than Molli.

When did I meet Molli? I felt like I've known her for my entire life. We had to have been friends since we were kids, right? But, now that I think of it. I can't remember where she's from. What she studied. I can't remember anything about her other than that she's my close friend.

Oh my head. It hurts.

My collared uniform feels tight today. Around my neck. Its sticky. Despite the cold of the room I was sweating a bit. Maybe I really did come down with something. And this buzzing. Louder and louder. Drowning out Molli's violin. Please. Ah, I just want to relax. My body feels off. Unsettled. I try to unbutton my shirt, but my hands are trembling. I grasp at the white cotton. It's too smooth. I can't seem to get a hold on it.

It's choking me. I'm suffocating. I can't breathe. So hot. Ah. I slip my fingers into my shirt and pull strongly. Cold air rushes against my skin, chilling my neck and chest. I stop, breathing heavily.

"Dolly," Molli said suddenly. The music stopped. I feel a little better now. "What are you doing!?" She runs forward and throws a blanket over me.

"What was that for?" I'm confused. I was just unbuttoning my shirt. She looked a little pale, her eyes watched me with a strange worry.

"Dolly, try buttoning up your shirt for me."

I reached down and tried to find the buttons on my dress shirt. I grasped nothing. I looked down, startled. The shirt was torn all the way down to my waistcoat. The cloth itself had been torn instead of the button line. I paused, clawing at my bare chest for a moment. Ita no ka we. I closed my eyes and leaned onto Molli.

"Okay," I said sleepily, "maybe I'm not so okay. Can you take me back to my bed and get one of the medical personnel to look at me?"

Molli was replying, but I couldn't hear her. My head just fell, hitting her stomach. She stumbled. She was so warm.

Who am I really? I can't remember. Does it matter? Cogito ergo sum.

I heard Molli calling for help. I hoped that it was John who carried me to my room. Molli was always a little sweet on John.

Spoiler: Paradigm Story

She Who Would Be God
Chapter: 7 - Fate Reforged
Kindle not the fire that you cannot extinguish.​

The Storyteller's Wife

"Lambda smiled at Ruby, "Of course. There's nothing that I wouldn't do for you."

Titania scoffed and raised the great ball of flame above her head. Her eyes betrayed a wicked sort of righteousness. "Commendable notion," she whistled, "damnable action." She tossed the ball of flame at the two girls. "Then you will burn together."

Lambda held her hands up, the armor was cracked and her wrist-blades were torn off. But a barrier suddenly erected itself around Lambda and Ruby. It's rainbow sheen diverting the flame around the two girls. But under the onslaught of fire, the barrier began to crack. Lambda looked weaker and weaker as she strained to keep the shield up.

All the while Selmy's wounds stopped bleeding and her breathing stabilized, but Irina was nowhere to be found."

 

[Generic NPC 22]

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | Black Mesa: Armory | Katya, Level 72 Bandits, Psychos Vs. XCOM
Whatever happened to Love and Peace?!
[HEADING=3]RANDOM ENCOUNTER No. 6: XCOM Soldiers: XCOM: Enemy Within[/HEADING]​

Blade to all points, I'm with Nadalia, Dr. Insaneo and Elise in what appears to be some kind of living area for the base's soldiers. State your position." Came a crackling voice over the radio ring? When did Katya get a ring she wondered as she looked at the object that surrounded her right ring finger.

"He... hello? Is this thing on?" The Rising Dawn's Digital Drama Queen and Lecher spoke into the ring as both the surviving X-COM squad and Pandoran Psychos looked at her like she'd lost her mind. You know you have problems when Pandoran Psychos look at you like you're the crazy one.

Katya waited for a moment before speaking into the ring once again, hoping that someone was listening.

"This is Katya. I'm with a few... others..." She glanced at the X-COM soldiers and Pandorans, "We're in some sort of Armory which unfortunately doesn't have any more ammunition if you were thinking of restocking here."

The Volunteer and Lilith looked a little guilty at the mention of there being a distinct lack of anything useful as far as killing went. At best they had some rather expensive looking clubs... at worst they had those Sub-Zero Jackets that felt like they were made out of cat hair.

"I'll see if I can't download a map of the installation and track everyone down."

As the Hacker Heroine spoke, she accessed a local computer terminal and started rapid fire typing into the keyboard. She could have used B3WP to start hacking into the wireless network, access the security cameras and track down the locations of not only the Rising Dawn crew but designate the locations of all the security personnel on base. Unfortunately the nano-machine that had been bonded with Katya's body had other priorities.

As she stood there, a black mass snaked out from her right leg and started snaking over to where the corpse of the dead God-Liath was. The mass started churning and bubbling as the nano-agents started harvesting usable tissue and biological components from the corpse.

"BURP!" Katya burped unconsciously as she continued to type... though it was more from the bottle of BAWLS in her right hand than B3WP's feeding.

[hr]

Spoiler: Paradigm Story

Paradigm Story | She Who Would be God
"Why Mommy? Why?"​

As she continued in her role as the young child, Ruby Babbage-Lovelace, the original personality, the memories of the past temporal iteration was getting more and more faint. There was still one thing that persisted with the young girl however. Upon Titania's reveal, Ruby's eyes widened as she recognized her mother. Why would her mother attack her? Why was her mother acting this way?

"M... mommy Titania? Wh... why are you doing this?" The young girl asked through sobs as she watched the barrier continue to crack under the weight of her and Lambda's impending death, "Ca... can't we just go home? I miss Mommy Deborah! I miss my lessons! Please stop mommy!"

She didn't want to die, not at the hands of Mommy Titania. She didn't want to die before she saw Mommy Deborah again. She didn't want to die without seeing Mister Oberon and Mister Red Mage again and tasting Mister Oberon's wonderful food. She wanted be with her family again... and she wanted Lambda to be part of her family as well.

"P... please. S... ss... stop... I love you mommy Titania." Ruby said as the barrier started to fail.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Spoiler: Paradigm Story

She Who Would be God
Chapter: 7 - Fate Reforged
Kindle not the fire that you cannot extinguish.​

The Storyteller's Wife

"The air crackled and spat. It was wet and dry at the same time. Hot and cold. Static flooded into the area. Light and shadow intermingled, mixed and bred an absolute void pitch. Something invisible, but clearly visible. Silent but deafening. Titania fell to her knees and the flame vanished into the nothingness.

"What are you doing!?" She screamed between insane howls. Her pupils constricted, she held her hand against her face, her other hand propped her up against the ground. She gritted her teeth and glared at Ruby with a single eye. "Phenomena... intervention!?" Titania screamed. Her voice was loaded with fury. "Who are you!? How are you doing this!? Don't you know I'M AN OBSERVER!? HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME!?"

She crumpled to the floor as if an intense gravity had suddenly taken root. Her screams became incoherent howls. "You leave Deborah out of this... monster..."

Lambda let loose a sigh and let the barrier drop. The atmosphere had lost it's intensity, but the static remained. Titania was actively combating Ruby's Phenomena Intervention. "Ruby," Lambda said, "I think it'd be better if you took a nap for now. BEWP. I think you need to be out here. We need someone level-headed right now.""

 

[StormShaun]

Wanderer and Old Snake West.
Location: not Dystopian future | Tiberium Refinery Complex. [http://lparchive.org/Command-Conquer-Renegade/Update%2027/9-CMWNe.jpg]
Serious song [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XmDYJBZZdc]

After minute or so recounting that certain event, Wanderer blinked several times. "That is so weird to recall." He said, shaking his head, still amazed what happened. Remembering the consequences of universal and time travel, the survivalist checked his body multiple times. "Okay... okay, I'm all fine." He muttered before focusing back onto Old West. Taking a couple of deep breaths, he gathered his thoughts, and remembered what needed to happen.

Gathering all information he has he just gained, Wanderer nodded to himself. "Now that I know you guys have such tech. Would it be possible to travel back to that universe, or possibly punch Wesker in the nads and stop everything?" He spoke with concern, looking around the environment, wondering if he would need to travel with the older sniper. Yet as expected, the eyes on his body changing like a flick of a switch, the familiar crimson took him.

"Preferably the latter." He said with that all too familiar devilish smile.

Kalastryn & The President.
Location: Daedalus 2.0 | Hanger

From Kala's perspective, the Daedalus was a skeleton crew from where she flew. The top deck was mostly empty, apart from some tactically placed purple and gold plated jets, awaiting on the runway. If her vision could see, it seemed that there were wires attached to the jets so they wouldn't fly away in mid-storm. Of course the storm itself seemed nothing the ship could handle, and lights were everywhere.

Even as she descended, Kalastryn could feel eyes on her, in fact, see could feel several laser sights on her before darting away. It seems that the ship already knows she is there. The most inviting and safe spot was the opening to the hanger, which was slightly open. As she entered, several groups were running around, carrying large equipment, and weapons. Yet the most unusual feature of this hanger was the staff manning it. Then suddenly, as if out of nowhere, ninjas [http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/18500000/Saints-Row-2-Ninja-Photos-ninjas-18513308-790-444.jpg] had weapons pointed on her.

If that wasn't bad, an extremely weird car [http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/saintsrow/images/e/e3/GatMobile.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130801160504] started approaching her. If this wasn't the worse point, the car's cigarette starting threatening her by shooting flames. Instantly one of the ninjas demanded, "who are you, and why are you here?!" While that was going on, the woman could easily spot the Commander-in-Chief himself, standing on a large pile of metallic boxes, on his phone. "Kanye West, more like Kanye *****! Man, I endorsed your Power song years ago, and now you want to run for President soon... You wanker, I'll whip your ass and define you as a gay fish in the dictionary before I let that happen!"

He wasn't happy.

Merlin 'n co Vs

[Mech-Zangief.]

Location: Black Mesa | Fury's Core.

Gawain and Merlin at the back seemed to step back as the flames licked at them. As they dispersed, it seemed that Bedivere was kneeling, except the back of his armour was touching the ground as if he dared to slide under the flame. Noticing the movement of the mech, the Knight immediately ran back to the main pack. "Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope~" His words dashed from his mouth until he arrived.

Internally, Merlin sighed. This little exercise was proving for naught, and this group of holy knights couldn't work together. Is this because they are spirits? He though, looking upon the Lancelot that manged to get back to the group via a long jump. "I believe we should r... R-grr... We should run, damn it!" He ended up yelling through his dark armour. The two other knights seemed confused, and Lancelot pointed to the counter. "It's like a timer, except going down. So we wait for that... Or the Wizard to finish his plan." He muttered as he started a brief jog.

The others shrugged as they didn't want to face the metal monster again. "I could just use Excalibur on it!" Gawain yelled as the group ran, well, minus Merlin who just seemed to float along with them. "I wouldn't do that... You might destroy everything, including this facility, and our allies." He said giving a smirk. Well, it's a start. He thought as he looked back at the slowly, chasing mech. "I wonder what happens when that thing's time is up?" Bedivere remarked as if a unlucky jinx fell upon them.

[hr]

Spoiler: Meanwhile ...

Johnny Gat, Pierce Washington, Krizalid, and Saint Troops.
Location: Denver Waste Treatment Plant | USA: Denver, Colorado | Time: Night

After all of Pierce's talk, it did seem he could walk the walk. Yet, Gat smiled at the fact as the copter switched locations. The one man army wasn't bothered to be worried for the media director, for all the things he has done, survival is one of the best things he has experience with. "Either that, or his instincts are prime..." He muttered as he made his way to the front of the airborne vehicle. After the pilot boasted, Gat spoke. "Huh... He didn't pass out, I swear he would." Gat remarked, as he handed the smirking pilot a couple of bills.

Walking back to his troops and the easily noticeable Krizalid, Gat pressed on his communicator. "Alright ladies, we need to find Shaundi, and we have forces blocking our way." He said, raising his rifle. "Lets fuck them up." As he started his mission. Even if those guards were heavily armed, the Saints were different now, and so was he. After all, he had more firepower than ever. Shortly, Gat gave silent directives to his men to make sure the area was clear.

Although, to Krizalid, he gave a silent order that more said "fuck shit up."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Wanderer and Old Snake West.
Location: not Dystopian future | Tiberium Refinery Complex. [http://lparchive.org/Command-Conquer-Renegade/Update%2027/9-CMWNe.jpg]
Serious song [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XmDYJBZZdc]

"Nah, we tried that once. It-...Didn't really end well. Besides, there is also the issue of if we went back in time to chance the course of events of our own lives, it might wipe us out of existence. I mean, if we went back in time to stop Wesker, then we wouldn't have traveled back in time in the future and-....Look, it kinda works out in this situation because Past!Me was already fucking with history and we just sorta "Un-fucked" it, but I'd rather not blow up the universe with a time paradox or something. Rectons don't really work out too well in real life..."
With that rather technical explanation of the mechanics of time travel out of the way, Old West too a moment to send a "Thank you" message to be delivered in 20 years, 11 months, 28 days, 23 hours and 50 minutes from now.
"Still, I think I can give you a few pointers that might be able to help you. First, the next time you are talking to me-...er, "Your" Me, Tell him this exact message: It's okay to bang that guy's sister. It works out pretty awesome in the end, just make an honest woman out of her. Oh, Include that last part. It'll save him from getting mauled by her brother. As for Bison and Wesker, whatever you do, don't-"

Before Old West could spoil the next chapter of the arc, the green lighting returned before zapping him back to his own time, leaving Wanderer with mere relationship advice and little else.
Well, not only that, it seems like he dropped something in the blast, some kind of gun...

Loot Get! Old West's M600: It's the future so we added another 100 to the old model!

Not long after Old West disappeared, another Green flash appeared behind one of the refinement machines, this time of David West, now battered and bruised as he crawled into view.
"ohhhh...[sub]medic[/sub]...awwww....shit, who the fuck was that green haired *****?..." he groaned, most likely minus a few intact ribs and possibly another head injury.

Black Mesa: Anti-Mass Spectrometer: Selena, Kane, Snake

[HEADING=3]RANDOM ENCOUNTER No. 17: Solid Snake: Metal Gear Solid [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-gdYNLPMrk][/HEADING]

Snake understandably was affected by the poison now flowing in his veins, quickly starting to fade and loose strength as time went on.
Seeing that his current tactics weren't really working, he reached into his pocket before pulling out a sheet of cardboard and began to unfold it into a-...Wait, what? [http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/metalgear/images/6/60/Tank_box_%28front%29.JPG/revision/latest?cb=20110930175358].
Once he had the "Tank" unfolded, he quickly climbed inside, one would wonder why, I mean, Selena clearly saw him climb inside it so there was no point using it to hide.
It was then that the turret slowly turned towards the witch and-*BANG!*, a small but potent tank shell was fired right at the witch while Snake attempted to purge the poison in his body, several empty ration packs being thrown out the back of the "Tank" as it opened fire.

Merlin 'n co Vs

[Mech-Zangief.]

Location: Black Mesa | Fury's Core.

The mech slowly moved towards them...again...
Imagine someone cast "Slow" on someone 15 times, that would be roughly what we were dealing with, but it did seem to be all but immune to all forms of damage, hell, even when one of the other fights going on the room caused rocks to fall from the ceiling, they bounced harmless off the robot's hair(?).
It was when he finally got onto the bridge that there were concerns, even just stepping on the bridge massively shook it as the metal began to bend from the sheer weight.
Eh, least the lock was running down...

Round Timer: 39

[hr]

Spoiler: Meanwhile ...

Johnny Gat, Pierce Washington, Krizalid, and Saint Troops.
Location: Denver Waste Treatment Plant | USA: Denver, Colorado | Time: Night

Krizalid took the cue before whistling to the other soldiers, it was like poetry in motion as they all descended on the two lone guards, their augments doing little against actual skill.
"Path's clear, Boss!" The Irishman yelled back to Gat before his men took the building, clearing the way for them to get down into the sewers [http://orig02.deviantart.net/2cba/f/2007/170/0/5/sewer_level_by_zackf.jpg], the one part of Denver that didn't seem to have been upgraded all that much.
"Oi! Get us a scanner own here, boi! Need to find where the rats are hiding, and I'm not just talking about the ones that nip at yer 'sacs." He then said as he led the bulk of the forces downward.
"You lead the way boss, I'll make sure to take care of any "Guests" topside. That and I bet old Mr. Washington will need directions when he's done shovelling the shit..." The Half-angel said to Gat as he took up overwatch outside, leaving the gangster to wade though the waste of an entire city.
yay?...

 

[Kalastryn]

Kalastryn & The President.
Location: Daedalus 2.0 | Hangar

A visible bead of sweat emerged from Kala's forehead. Almost immediately scowling with one of her eyes twitching in frustration. "Tch, this is why I never really got involved with politics. I'm here from the Rising Dawn, who I may mention the president asked for personally on national television. Let it be known I'm just trying to be civil, set up some communications, and as I was instructed to specifically ask "What the U.S. policy for such a situation is." Though... this does all seem rather unpredictable." she comments as she regains a bit of her composure.

"I understand that the leader of your country is across this very room from me, but I did come here unarmed. If there's any paranoia about "angels" after an event I recall as well... to put it simply I'm anything but, I just have the wingspan."

Finally commenting on the elephant in the room. "That's an... interesting vehicle as well, but strategically unsound to use in this scenario. I don't burn."

 

[StormShaun]

Wanderer and West.
Location: Actually not a Dystopian future. "Whoops." | Tiberium Refinery Complex. [http://lparchive.org/Command-Conquer-Renegade/Update%2027/9-CMWNe.jpg]

Before he could ask any questions, the futuristic David West disappeared in the same green lightning that took him here. "Man, I have no idea where I am." He muttered before looking over at the gun he left behind. Excited by the sleek, chrome revolvers, he picked it up. "Okay, this makes things a little better... Just a little."

Loot Get! [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MlrFixkakaA] 
Old West's M600: It's the future so we added another 100 to the old model!

"Neat."


Looking upon the recent David West, Wanderer examined. "How did you get here?" He muttered with interest, before walking over to David and remembering what the future West said. "Oh yeah, funnily enough, I met your future self. By the way, he told me it is totally okay to... uh... bang that guy? Yeah, that's what he said, so you meet a guy, you totally bang him." He said with a smile, confident that he got that little note right.

("Yeah, you tell yourself that.")

An awkward pause was left for a couple of seconds, before Wanderer noticed what he had just said.
"I believe they use the phrase 'no homo' these days."

Merlin 'n co Vs

[Mech-Zangief.]

Location: Black Mesa | Fury's Core.

As the Magician and three Knights ran out onto the bridge, they watched as the mech followed them. It twisted the metal beneath its feet, placing heavy pressure upon the bridge. Lancelot actually seemed worried, after all, molten lava, which was right below them, was not that common in the Kingdom of Camelot. "Okay, I have an idea!" Yelled Bedivere, who jumped in front of the group. "You might want to grab onto something." He said and sliced downwards, hoping to cut the bridge in two.

Though he didn't know how modern bridges worked.

Kalastryn & The President.
Location: Daedalus 2.0 | Hangar

After stating she was from the Dawn crew, most of the group vacated the area. Some either simply walk away, and some jumped into the shadows. It seems that this 'army' was made of both soldier and ninjas, yet they ALL wore ninja outfits. Naturally, this was all thanks to the President, and boy, if this was an average day, just imagine what casual Friday looked like.

It usually involved hot dog suits, in fact, it looked like one crate was full of the damn thing.

Two of the 'ninjas' that stayed behind, and both seemed fairly awkward. One started to talk, who seemed a little more professional.
"Still, we have to check over you. We don't exactly trust G-Corp, and seeing how they're connected to you guys this time around..." A Sargent said, full of formality. "Plus the Saints have dealt with demons before, so we have a little problem..." The private of the two said, before looking at the woman in front of him, almost with a little too much attention to detail.

"B-but... after looking, I have no problem anymore." He admitting, lowering his rifle and scratching his head. "Private, one of the Commanders is a half demon... angel thing."
"Sargent, the point is that I have no problem anymore.
"Yeah, like you have a chance. You're not even a main character."
"You think I can help that?!

Before anything else could be said, the weird vehicle rolled by, followed by a yell. "What the hell do you mean, you didn't put the breaks on?! Well, shit, get after it!" The Sargent yelled, running off. The Private slowly joined him, but not before he could point to the giant pile of metal crates with a man in a metal suit complaining on a phone. "He's right there. Call me!" He said running off. As the tiefling walked over, she could easily hear what the man himself said, although that goes for half the giant hanger too.

"You... You still don't get it?! Fish, stick. Fish, dick. It's simple, do you like fish sticks... Uh huh. Do you like to stick them deep into your mouth... ... Yeah, you're a gay fish... Well fuck you too!" He hung up his phone, before throwing it across the room, somehow hitting a pile of gigantic dildos. "God damn it! My collection." He said, spotting Kala. Taking a deep breath, he sat down at the top of the pile. "How can I help you Miss..." He said, voice trailing off as he tried to tag a name to this new, unique, girl.

As silence was left in the air, and if she could see, The President mouthed names. "Angelus, Teri, Jenny, Faith, Melethia." He then mouthed all the other female crew names, both past and present, until he got to, "K-k..."

[hr]

Spoiler: Meanwhile ...

Johnny Gat, Pierce Washington, Krizalid, and Saint Troops.
Location: Denver Waste Treatment Plant | USA: Denver, Colorado | Time: Night

"Sure... Sure... Keep in contact over the comms." He responded to Krizalid as the team started their descent into the sewer. Over the communicator, Gat reminded the team. "It smells like shit, and I don't want anyone distracted, so put on your masks." He said, placing his own over his face and sunglasses. Somehow he had a mask that could include his sunglasses, and he could still see. The White Crib seems to invest a lot of resources into their own personnel.

Ordering his team behind, Gat took point with his AK47. Here he hoped that they would rescue Shaundi, and that Pierce wouldn't fuck everything up.. Or leave fecal matter on the chopper.

 

[Sithmorack]

The Batter
Location:Tiberium Research

"It's better this way..."
-The Batter​

[color=514F50]"Strange..."[/color] The Batter thought as he drifted through darkness. Everything was supposed to be gone and everyone was supposed to be better off. Perhaps this was the afterlife? A never ending void? What a strange afterlife then. He drifted for some time before The Batter had to cover his eyes as a light appeared from nowhere and blinded him. He let out a grunt of annoyance before the light was too much and he was soon unconscious.

He awoke to the sounds of explosions. Immediately awaking, he grabs his bat and sits up. He clutches his head and tries to shake the headache away as he looks at his surroundings. A small room with what looked like a portal closing. The Batter merely sighs as he stands up. He spots his Add-Ons slowly coming to and forming up behind him. He shows no emotion as he begins heading for the only door in the room.

He soon takes a step outside and looks around to spot a large pile of bodies next to a destroyed wall. The sounds of combat are right around the corner. He slowly takes a step forward and steps on and over the bodies, getting a lot of the blood on his shoes. He rounds the corner and spots the rather... peculiar fight. [color=514F50]"I wonder if I'm forever destined to live a strange life."[/color] He mutters to himself as he stares on.

The fight was rather strange and a bit unfair he had to admit. Though that wasn't part of his mission so he shouldn't interfer-. What was his mission now? Was it to continue purifying spectres? This world obviously had them if what he sensed coming from at least one of the fighters was any indication.

For now he simply stood and observed the fight. His uncaring expression never leaving his face.

Spoiler: The Batter

Spoiler: images

The Batter

?Bad? Batter

Name: The Batter (It is currently unknown if this is his actual name or simply a title he goes by.)

Class: Savior

Title: Purifier

Age: Unknown

Race: Unknown

Origin: Is originally from the game OFF. However not all the information for roleplaying The Batter is given so I will be filling some of those in myself.

Clothing: He wears a black cap and a standard white baseball uniform.

Appearance: In his human form he stands a little over six and a half feet, his size usually intimidating most humans. His complexion is an extremely pale white with no blemishes. He has two eyes that seem to always be covered by the shadow from his cap. His eyes when opened however are an almost whitish blue. He has no other out of the ordinary features.

His true form is that of a monster basically, taking on a beastly form that resembles his old attire. See picture above for more details.

Weapons: He carries his Ashley bat with him at all times. It is his single strongest weapon he has followed closely by his Add-Ons. He has three Add-Ons which almost seem to take a life of their own. They help him in battle no matter what is happening. They are each named, Alpha, Omega, and Epsilon respectively. (I will not be giving him jokers or healing items during this rp. Would seem a little unfair no?)

Powers: (He has far too many powers in the game so I will be limiting his powers to? Let?s say 7 as there are 13 powers/attacks. May add more if the difficulty of the missions are upped and the strength of his allies are increased.)

Run with Courage: Special attack of the element Metal. It virtually feels like getting hit by a car or truck.

Save Second Base: Restores a lot of HP.

Run with Grace: Special Attack of the element Plastic and will trap an enemy in place if hit connects.

Run with Dementia: Special attack of the element Smoke and will cause smoke to pour into them upon impact and affect their mind for a period.

Run with Belief: Special attack of the Element Meat. This element fuses the rest together in a single attack but is twice as exhausting.

Save Secret Base: Restores a lot of HP for a party up to 4, uses up half his energy.

Ultimate Homerun: Special attack of cataclysmic impact. It uses up a great deal of his energy however and will leave him weak.

He also has the ability to ?detect? spiritual energy. Meaning divine, demonic, and simply supernatural energy can easily be seen by him. Only experienced beings can hide their energy from him.

(He keeps the same attacks in his true form.)

Physical Attributes: In his human form he is stronger and faster than the average human, being shown to have the strength of multiple men at the least. His endurance is his greatest attribute. He is able to endure punishment with the best of them, able to tank magical, ethereal, divine, and physical damage alike. He is also resistant to mental manipulation to a degree.

In his monster form he gains double in every category but has to reveal his true self. He loses most of his intelligence and blindly rushes most enemies in sight. This form can be triggered by angering him to the point of range and damaging him enough that he feels his life is in critical danger.

Weakness: Even though he can take a hit if he is hit enough times he will go down. He is not the smartest being in existence. He uses more of his brute strength and unbendable will to see him through. In his monster form he loses intelligence and becomes unable to tell allies from enemies. He will also need to charge his powers after a time and will revert to a human level of strength during that duration.

Backstory: The Batter was a being born into a rather strange universe. We know that he was created by Hugo the creator of that universe. The Batter was sent to ?purify? the world/universe. He proceeded to systematically wipe out spectres and Guardians alike, eventually killing the creator of his own world. He then proceeded to ?purify? his universe by killing every living thing in it. During his journey he was guided by a puppeteer but upon cleansing of the world the strings were cut and he blacked out only to awaken in the AA universe. He retains his memories from his past universe still.

Personality: He is a rather blunt and uncaring individual. He must purify what he sees as ?corrupted? although no one quite knows what he thinks that is yet and doesn?t care who he hurts in the process. He has shown very little emotion ever. Only managing to show it a select few times through his travels.

Morality: He is most likely along the path of straight Neutral depending on how you look at it. He will obey most laws but will not hesitate to break said laws in his mission if it is deemed necessary. He will also not hesitate to kill whoever is in his way. Though he is known to take a more diplomatic route when conversing with sentient beings at first.

Text Color: 514F50

 

[000Ronald]

Location: Back outside on the dam / Characters: Edge, Faith, Psycho/Milk​

Edge looked over to the seven soldiers. G-Corp soldiers. "Points for originality." he said, rising. "But points docked for poor execution. Don't go anywhere."

Seven of them. G-Corp soldiers. That complicated things a bit, but not too much. Not for someone like him.

Edge teleported behind the man in the middle of the group, hit the back of his knee, and slammed his head into the pavement. Swinging his second sword in a wide arc, he quickly cut open the rifles of the two men closest on either side of him, and tackled the person to his left, slamming into two more soldiers in the process and sending them flying. Just as the last two soldiers pointed their rifles at him, he threw two knives into the barrels of their guns. "That's me being nice." Edge said, walking back over to where Psycho was still lying on the ground. "Don't make get mean. I don't want to have to explain to Kazuya and Poofy-Sleeves why I had to kill half a dozen of his men."

 

[Sithmorack]

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, The Batter​

The Batter watched as the "girl" fell from the sky. Though if he had to be honest she looked more like a snake. Though the screaming diminished any intimidating value she might have. He muttered something about just leaving the entire area but simply stood there. A few shards flew towards him but he simply ignored the glass as it lightly cut him. The being's moaning did nothing to appeal to The Batter but he studied the being with curiosity. His mission had not allowed him to explore his curiosities before but now he didn't have a mission. He studied the girl's body (not in that way you perverts) and came to the obvious conclusion she was some kind of snake girl hybrid.

She began muttering, [color=BA0025]"Where am I? This isn't Darling's room ..."[/color] While The Batter simply stared on. Upon spotting him she began freaking out. The Batter questioned her logic since she was a snake girl hybrid and she was freaked out by what appeared to be a normal human, at least to her. She began rambling off about her darling and who The Batter was. The Batter didn't particularly care and was more concerned with the fact he couldn't tell if she was pure or not. She wasn't currently possessed by anything nor did she have a sinister aura. She didn't have a good one either but more of a neutral one. It reminded him of the Elsens before they were burnt and purified. He would allow her to live for now.

[color=BA0025]"You wouldn't hurt an innocent girl now, would you? Surely you know ab-about the Cultural Exchange Between Species Bill, right? .. Mmmmhhmhhmhhh-"[/color] The Batter simply tilted his head. Beginning to form the idea that they were from two very different places. She didn't know where they were however so she couldn't help him with that. The Batter only listens to her mumbling for a few moments longer before tilting his head to the side and asking in a monotone voice. [color=514F50]"I have no clue what the... "Cultural Exchange Between Species Bill" is. I assume you don't know how to get out of here?"[/color] He completely ignored her flustered behavior and ramblings.

 

[Sithmorack]

Locations: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, The Batter​

[color=BA0025]"... Huh? You've never heard of the law between humans and interspecies before? Hmmm, how can I put it?"[/color]

The Batter listened intently to her explanation. He didn't actually know if she was from this world, but if he couldn't use this information to help him through the world, he could at least use it to learn more about who he was talking to. Why would humans care about making peace if they had the obvious firepower to demand this "Bill" from the hybrids or perhaps they were more of a stalemate and neither wanted to lose numbers. Such thoughts were not for the Batter however. He had a mission to escape this place and continue with finding his new mission.

He also ignored the part where she began talking about her Darling again. He couldn't care less about whoever this man was. The Batter watched with mild amusement as she began rushing around looking for a way out that was obviously not going to be easy.

[color=BA0025]"Weren't you asking me how to get out of here? ... Help me escape and i'll pay you or something. But don't get an.. any ideas. I belong to Darling ALRIGHT????"[/color] The idea of getting out faster tempted The Batter. However, her demeanor pointed that she most likely wasn't a combatant and would have to be protected. [color=514F50]"Very well. You will have to stay close however. I have already spotted multiple deceased beings in this area which indicates danger. Is there anything you can do that will help us find the exit faster?"[/color]

 

[Sithmorack]

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, The Batter​

The Batter almost became worried at the girl's face when she heard about the nearby deceased soldiers. Her stuttering did nothing to help his nerves. It was then The Batter heard gunfire coming from behind him.

His slowly squinted as he stared at the two soldiers. He was preparing himself as he watched the first soldier get slaughtered by whatever was around the corner. This was closely followed by the second soldier's head exploding. The Batter was just getting into a defensive stance when he was blindsided by the Lamia standing (Slithering? Sliding? Idk)next to him while she screamed so loud it would make near everyone deaf.

The surprise was more than enough to knock The Batter off his feet and send him sliding across the ground. He merely grunted as glass and other debris cut his back as they slid. As they came to a stop, The Batter realized that he could feel his body being crushed. Sure he was far more durable than any human but she wasn't human herself. She had trapped one of his arms but he used his other arm to try and get free. He didn't make a single sound while she squeezed him. [color=BA0025]"OH MY GOD-T-THOSE MEN J-J-. .HSSSSHHhhhhHHhahahas- IIIIAAHHHHHHHHHHHH AHAHg .UIAAHAHA-"[/color]

The Batter would have sighed if he wasn't being crushed. He reached with his free arm and bopped her on the head rather hard. Hoping that whatever was around the corner hadn't noticed them yet and that he still had time to get free.

 

[Sithmorack]

The Batter didn't hate the girl but she was indeed getting on his nerves now. Before the Batter could scold the girl for her aggravating noises, she remembered what she was screaming about in the first place. His annoyance grew as she grabbed his arm and lifted him up over her. She quickly led them around a corner only to set him down and cover his mouth. The Batter wasn't planning on saying anything anyways and since he technically doesn't need to breathe he wasn't too bothered. He merely watched her breathing in deeply and trying to keep herself calm.

He was about to say something when she looked at him and said some inane thing about her Darling yet again before peaking out of cover again. [color=514F50]"If she mentions her Darling one more time, I may end up feeding her to whatever killed them..."[/color] She looked at him again before saying. [color=BA0025]"TThshchchch- It was JUST THERE A MOMENT AGO. I sa.. saw something and now it's gone. It co. ..could be anywhere!!!"[/color]

Then something dripped on the girl's shoulder and The Batter immediately gripped his bat more securely. Upon looking up he could only describe the creature as maybe something of an insect. As his companion lost all motor functions, the batter stepped up to the plate (get it? A baseball joke because... oh nevermind.) and swung his bat at the creature on the ceiling and knocked it down as the girl shrieked.

[HEADING=2][color=BA0025]"D-D-DDDAAARRRRRLLLLIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!"[/color][/HEADING]

The Batter's Add-Ons immediately came into play and began slicing through the creatures as The Batter muttered. [color=514F50]"Purification in progress."[/color]

 

[Sithmorack]

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, The Batter​

[color=BA0025]"Pu-purify what!??"[/color] The Batter heard as he raised his bat over his head only to bring it down on one of the creature's heads, or at least what he assumed was its head. The Add On's had taken a slight beating and he was slightly hurt but he was doing fine in thinning their numbers.

He hadn't noticed Miia's ordeal with the creature or her climbing up the pole until the creatures had knocked it over. He immediately locked onto her position and began heading towards her before he was cut off. The Batter growled as he yelled out. [color=514F50]"Omega, Epsilon, protect her!"[/color] The two Add-Ons immediately dart over to the creatures surrounding her. The immediately cut through the enemies. The Batter feels a sharp pain as one of the creatures cuts him along his back. He immediately whirls around and bats it to the side. [color=514F50]"Alpha! Long chain!"[/color] He orders as he fights off another creature. Alpha immediately whirls in circles before slicing through multiple enemies at once.

 

[Sithmorack]

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, The Batter​

The Batter had thought that his two Add-Ons had failed him at first as he crushed the skull of another creature. He couldn't hear anything coming from her anymore as he used "Run with Courage" to smash through multiple enemies at once. These creatures appeared to be endless, much like the spectres of his home. He had multiple tears and scratches running down his body but most of the damage were to his Add-Ons. Then he heard a screech as the girl yelled out.

[HEADING=3][color=BA0025]"TAKE DARLING AND MY FUTURE AWAY FROM ME!!!"[/color][/HEADING]​

The Batter could only afford a glance the girl's way and saw her crushing one of the creatures to death. To be perfectly honest he wasn't sure why she hadn't done that to him. His momentary distraction cost him in the form of a slash across his face. The Batter stumbles for only a moment as Alpha covers him and tears the creature apart. [color=514F50]"Save Secret Base."[/color] The Batter says as his cuts glow and eventually disappear along with most of the damage to his Add-Ons.

The Batter cursed the fact that he was already at half strength but continued to plow through the creatures still coming at them. The Batter was never known to flee however and persisted in his efforts to "purify" everything.

 

[Sithmorack]

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, The Batter​

[color=514F50]"This is getting ridiculous."[/color] The Batter thought as he bashed another creature's skull in. There seemed to be a never ending onslaught of the bug things. He needed to figure something out because his Add-Ons were starting to get warn down again. Not to mention how he himself was doing. The Batter wasn't planning on dying today however and kept swinging.

The Batter could hear the girl's panic somewhere in the crowd but couldn't currently identify where at. He grunted as another sliced his back and he whirled it around to knock it away. He needed a plan, he couldn't fight all of them like this. He felt the girl press up to his back but didn't acknowledge her presence as he listened to her say something about getting out of this. The Batter sighed and was about to reply when he felt her tail snake around him. [color=BA0025]"Aaauauhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .. ... . .. T-TAKE THIS!!!"[/color]

The Batter was lifted off his feet as he went hurtling at the creatures. Easily knocking them over and earning him a few more bruises. He heard something along the lines of an apology but couldn't make anything out through the headache as she dragged him back over to her and hung him upside down. He was disorientated but managed to swing his bat upside down and hit a Zerg.

He heard her mutter what was most likely an apology as she set him down. He finally got to his feet and called his Add-Ons over to him and they began bashing more Zergs before Miia said. [color=BA0025]"Okay but we really, REALLY need to come up with a plan. I can't afford to die here and lose everything!"[/color]

The batter agreed with her on that point at least. He turned to her and replied. [color=514F50]"I'll create an opening to that door. Follow me."[/color] This sentence was soon followed by him saying. [color=514F50]"Run with Belief."[/color] He seemed to pull a baseball from nowhere and tossed it into the air before hitting it and causing a small explosion as it went forth and blew through the enemies. The explosions caused some enemies to attack each other, some to get stuck in some weird glue like material, and others simply died from the impact. It left a clear hole to the door and The Batter immediately ran towards it.