We Are Our Avatars IV (Uh, closed for real now)
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Tao was busying eating her meat buns, she paused for a moment. "Umm....Jean Lady...can Tao ask you a question? Meow" She said to Jean.
Nova leaped up by Vergil's sudden appearance behind her as she bonked her head against the door frame, falling to the ground.
Turning back to Vergil, she rubbed her head. "[sub]Owwiee....[/sub] M-my name is... November Anderson..."
Turning back to Vergil, she rubbed her head. "[sub]Owwiee....[/sub] M-my name is... November Anderson..."
Varger slipped out of hiding. He drifted across the left of the womans vision. "You...remind me of someone." He said sluggishly. True enough he was reminded of someone a long time ago, a faded memory unlocked after years.
Axel emerged from the room he had picked out with a yawn. Man, I forgot how nice it was to sleep on a bed.
He made his way into the dining hall and noticed a bunch of other people there, a guy with guns, some weird horse, and that thing with snakes for hair that tried to steal his kill. He nonchalantly waved to all of them as he took a seat at the head of the table and started to think about things.
He made his way into the dining hall and noticed a bunch of other people there, a guy with guns, some weird horse, and that thing with snakes for hair that tried to steal his kill. He nonchalantly waved to all of them as he took a seat at the head of the table and started to think about things.
Vergil let go of the hilt. "Vergil."
OoC: @Rosh You said she had some tattoos and markings, right? I can add some to her in the character creator, if you like.
OoC: @Rosh You said she had some tattoos and markings, right? I can add some to her in the character creator, if you like.
Roland adjusts his sitting position, so as to be more comfortable while he talks and cleans. "Well, for starters, I come from a place called Mid-World. From the great city of Gilead. Our world 'moved on' thirty or so years ago, shortly before I was born. I think it was that long ago, time moves different now, and none of our time pieces work. We- that is, me and the rest of my order, the Gunslingers- couldn't prevent it. I think the Dark Tower is at the centre of it all. I thought it was just a children's story until..." he pauses, and his pale blue eyes become dull. Then, "in any case, the Tower is between all worlds that can possibly exist, and contains power unlike any other. I don't know if it's magic, or something stronger, but it's the only thing that can reverse what's happened, and stop the holes in my world from swallowing us all. Unfortunately, most of the other Gunslingers have been killed in a revolt, led by a man named John Farson, with the aid of demons, and wizards commanding dread forces. We hope to finally overcome him at Jericho Hill, but it seems I'm further from that destination than I thought."
Twilight broke her attention from the man's story when she noticed the newcomer come into the room and sit in a chair.
"Hi. I don't suppose you know where we are?", she asked without much hope.
She had yet to notice the armored creature that had startled her before.
"Hi. I don't suppose you know where we are?", she asked without much hope.
She had yet to notice the armored creature that had startled her before.
@Gear: On her right shoulder, there's the name 'Aurora-1'
As for the rest of her body... Well, there's alot of scars below her elbows and knees.
Nova let out a nervous laugh. "A-are you stuck here as w-well?"
As for the rest of her body... Well, there's alot of scars below her elbows and knees.
Nova let out a nervous laugh. "A-are you stuck here as w-well?"
'Moogle' was more then a little startled when the wraith appeared out of the corner of her eye. How long had it been watching her this time? why was it watching her? Regardless, it would likely not attack not that there were prying eyes just about anywhere. Still, she had to be cautious. "I remind you of someone? Who?"
As an afterthought, the Gunslinger adds, "I suppose since I've told you all this, I might as well drop the precaution. My real name's Roland Deschain, not Will Dearborn."
OOC: @Furioso He's a dimensional wraith. An OC I made awhile ago but reimagined. He appears as a traditional wraith but he's not an angry spirit. More like a cosmic anomaly.
OoC: @Rosh Hm... can't do that I'm afraid. The closest is some Yakuza-style sleeve tatoos that I could make skin coloured to give the impression of scars.
"Stuck here? ...I had not thought of this as a trap, but I... suppose so." Vergil frowned. Even in his weakend state, how could he have fallen into what could be a trap?
"Stuck here? ...I had not thought of this as a trap, but I... suppose so." Vergil frowned. Even in his weakend state, how could he have fallen into what could be a trap?
"Hmm? You know a way I can get off this planet? I've got places to be." Axel responded to Jean. He noticed a dog walk over to him. He gave it a funny look because he'd never seen such a small dog, or one without a horn before. It also seemed a hell of a lot friendlier than most dogs he'd seen. He shrugged and pat the dog on the head, hoping it didn't try to bite off any of his fingers like they usually try to do. "Not a clue." He answered the horse, not at all thrown by it talking to him.
"Oh, I assure you there is only one me. I simply have the ability to be in multiple places at once. I...cannot explain further I am afraid." Jean said to Tao with a small chuckle.
OOC: Hmm...You okay to have your character talk with my main one @Ven?
OOC: Hmm...You okay to have your character talk with my main one @Ven?