We Are Our Avatars V (Closed)

[CmmdrRosh99]

Bullet entered the dinning area and sat down. She started raising her hands in excitement. "Yeah! Bring on the food! And beer! Yeah, beer! I'm going to eat until I burst!"

Most of the servants looked at her with raised eyebrows at how a young woman like her acted like a certain Figaro Brother, but shrugged and started cooking up something.

 

[FPSfanatic]

"okay then, here goes." he taps a button on the armcomp, and his eyes quickly mist over with blood, his green ecplised with red. He sits staring at the wall for few moments, and says in a new tone of voice Interesting. He did agree to peace talks, despite the risk. My respect of him went up a notch." he then looks on Rex. "and you must be rex. Delightful to meet you, simply delightful. What a queer world he walks in.

 

[Chungus]

After walking around the courtyard, occasionally stopping at one of the stalls to look at the wares he already knew he wouldn't buy, Balthier looked towards the direction of Travesty. I don't understand. It hasn't fired a shot or even moved. What is it doing up there? he thought as he looked at the hovering airship.

 

[DotSlash]

Rex's sparks lessen a bit as the virus mentions "peace talks". [color=008888] "[small]I'm talking with a self-aware virus... Awesome...[/small] Nice to meet you, Mr.... Virus...? Mind telling me your name, if you have one?" [/color]

 

[Furioso]

Valvatorez facepalmed "That is an incredibly flawed argument... aren't you the easily frightened person from yesterday?" As Royce walked away he yelled "You're welcome pathetic person!"

Fenrich laughed at Rincewind "Yes, this is the same person my Lord, as easily frightened as he is stupid."

 

[Outisakanobody]

Royce was just wandering and found his way to the dining hall. He sat down as far away from Bullet as he could and asked for some food and water. He got some, bread and cheese.

OOC: I'm assuming FF#whatever-this-castle-is-frem has some form of bread and/or cheese.

 

[FPSfanatic]

"hmm. We never considered ourselves as anything but us. And Bryce logan, age 43, founder of the breakers, was them. He, killer of our lesser bretheren. What should our name be? Legion? No, too on the nose. Vee? No, that fails us as well. Caesar? The greatest of our kind, destined for death at the hands of our own? Yes, that works well. You may call us Caesar."

 

[Demonjazz]

"Hey I'm not stupid. I am fluent in 10 languages and know all the ins and outs of discworldian culture. It comes in handy far more than you think"

 

[CmmdrRosh99]

Bullet was in too much in a good mood to care about Royce as she got dinner. A salad, a few slices of steak, and a glass of some beer from The World of Ruin Rebuilding, she started digging in.

Her table manners were... Less than that adequate. Some of the servants eventually walked over to Bullet and helped her try to have better manners. It was slightly successful.

 

[DotSlash]

Rex brings his hand to his chin, his eyes narrowed. [color=008888] "Caesar... huh? Kind of tragic.... So what's your story then? Why are you saying your own kind is what is gonna kill you? [/color]

 

[Outisakanobody]

Royce ate slowly and quietly, adjusting where his Rossmore was resting on the table slightly every so often.

 

[Furioso]

OoC: Gotta get going for now, I'll be back on tomorrow, possibly later

Valvatorez looked surprised "10 languages? Well that is very impressive"

Fenrich looked a little annoyed by this "My Lord... that doesn't mean he isn't still stupid... come along before his idiocy becomes contagious" He dragged Valvatorez away to the outside of the castle, into the Prinny camp

 

[DrChill]

When the group moved into the court yard The Doktor Moving far behind them noticed the strange exchange between Rex and Who he thought was Bryce but was now calling himself Caesar content to stay hidden and listen, listen he did.

 

[CmmdrRosh99]

Eventually the servants got tired of trying to adjust Bullet's table manners and left her be. She continued nomming down on food, her glass of beer getting filled and empty on a constant interval.

 

[FPSfanatic]

"my kind are unenlightened as we are. They believe they can consume us and gain our sentience. They are a bit like apes, while we are human." he then holds up his right hand and watches it, examining all of its pits and dents. The skin then begins folding back, revealing claws underneath, thick ones where bone should be. "ah. So We can mimic their abilities. We had hoped so. May We ask what it is like to be alone? In your thoughts I mean. Don't need to know about your social life."

 

[CmmdrRosh99]

BRB

 

[Outisakanobody]

Royce finished what he was eating and just sat back, relaxing, though he still looked a little troubled.

 

[Whodat]

Metznik looked at his surroundings, walking off into a nearby building. The inside was a ruin, furniture was torn up, pots smashed, books trashed around the room. He sat on the floor, leaving his power armor on, and surveyed his equipment, scraping sand out of the weapons. This whole place is ancient. He thought. Where in the hell am I, what damn daemn magic could have managed this....

"Ave Imperator." He said solemnly. He stood up, and walked to the window. "Keep these men and women safe, God Emperor. Guide them as you would your loyal Astartes, and don't let your light wane from my heart." Finishing his litany, Metznik put his right fist over his hearts and watched. The figure on top of the roof had climbed down.

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Ze Captain walks up to the others. "Who is that robot?" He asks curiously. "He's not like any of you. Did someone summon him? If they did, I demand ANSWERS!" Her hand shot up, clenched in a fist, and in that fist was his trusty bendy straw.

 

[Demonjazz]

Rincewind was talking to the Luggage "They're just jealous. Don't you think so" Luggage gave a look of disprovable "Your just jealous that I can talk" Rincewind and the Luggage began walking through the castle

 

[Chungus]

"He stumbled upon this realm. Just like everyone else." Balthier said to Ze Captain as he turned around to face it. Though he didn't really know why he bother, as he was certain nothing could possible come from explaining anything to the madman.