AtomicNut

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

I can easily see Sigma as one of the clones which wasn't culled due to having a synch in operable range.

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

ELORA IS A KILLING MACHINE!

The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

As usual, Gregar's straightforwardness was a welcome balm for Kitty's wounds, as hard as those questiosn rang in her ears. Words didn't come from her mouth at first, all while Gregar was making presentations with lady Rossric."No, Gregar. I come not to mourn father." She finally managed to piece together, fist clenched."They took all from me. Because Kevin perished with Father. Harrighfield miscreats riled up a mob, and drove me out. They killed my little boy, Gregar. Brian. I couldn't do a thing." Brier struggled to find words, as tears welled into her face, and she barely struggled to coherently talk. "I would've died, but a brave knight saved me with his life. And I could only flee north. I don't want to lose more people..." The noblewoman finally broke in tears, and all her further words were wails for quite a section of the road. After what seemed an eternity, Brier reached the castle she was born in. She felt lost, weak, much like a five year old child again.

Kitty could barely smile at Gregar's clumsy attempts of lighting the mood, which unfortunately, was still striking on too many raw emotions. "I borrowed it from his owner, and I am afraid he will never need it back." She curtly said. She took notice of the grin of her brother when looking at Lady Rossric.

Why don't you sort your heart out, your clumsy oaf, and seek another woman? Elisandre would've understood. She thought to herself while trying to arrange her mess of a dress and hair into something... less haggard. "Home, how much I longed for it." She weakly said before heading after Gregar.

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Ash huffed. It was a good thing this particular guard couldn't see his eyes rolling inside his helmet. "It's a long story, m'lady. My kind mother, bless her soul, handed me to a troupe of entertainers. And one day I decided to try and live my own stories. Before I knew, I already was knee-deep in this awful world of violence and swords." He paused his rant for a slight moment. "Mark my words, m'lady, never take what stories say for fully true."

The Knight paused slightly before dismounting, once the gates were reached, and did a small nod to Gidja. Intrusive or not, she had been reasonable and had let a couple of pieces of information. "I appreciate the honest advice m'lady." Ash said. The trickier part came now. Probably Joakim Weade, the current lord had not heard of his exploits on the south...as mercenary of duke Perris. Had it been the Oakheart, Gregar, things would bode much worse. He then took a sip of his flask, and gave another to his horse, which greedily drank, before tying the beastie somewhere safe, and pulling the severed heads from the horse's back. He then headed towards where the lord held the audiences, muttering under his breath as random servants hushed at his back and gave him wide berth.

Well, he was still half-frozen, with blood on his armor and a couple of severed heads. So that couldn't be helped.

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

Sigma raised an eyebrow and visiblely jolted upon seeing Elora's reaction. People could cry even if they were praised? She didn't quite get it. Well, it wasn't a big surprise. She barely remembered when was the last time she ever cried during her upbringing. Still, there was no need of a teary face when she was about to explain things, so she took out her handkerchief and slowly wiped Elora's face. Serah had apparently followed her. Mainly because she was bored. Well, it was one way to get distracted already.

"It's a bit of everything. It's like a liar game, tag, shoot the duck, and you won't feel guilty if you cheat a little." Sigma whispered to both. "I'll treat you two to one of my strawberry cakes if you do well." She added, a bit forced. Maybe if I dangle such obvious bribe they'll resist the temptation to join others.. She paused. "We're going to, well, team up against the boys. But first, we'll tell a little white lie so that we're left alone."

She then raised her voice. "She doesn't feel so well. Let's get her to the bathroom to wash her face a little, Serah." She said out loud, hoping the other kids would follow.

The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

HI PARTI I STLIL LIVE OK RITE.

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

"Tch" Sigma sighed in annoyance at the display. She folded her arms tightly, even more so, as the talk went from Ian to Antwon, to a newcomer who seemed to have all answers, then to Ian kissing the newcomer, which made Sigma raise an eyebrow in dull surprise. They all seemed to like attention and talk big, but none of them, save perhaps, the mild exception of Korie, was delivering the real deal. The remaining two members were mostly unwilling to even make some kind of polite attempt at salutation, judging how one excused himself quickly and left, and the other, who looked like a diva of sorts, was too busy brooding. Just like Sigma.

And then came some strange sort of cute creature that was adamant in starting conversation with her. She even went so far to mimick Sigma's gait, and called things boring. Sigma couldn't agree more, but a gut feeling told her than expressing certain kind of attitudes would backfire. Why did they leave them alone? Why they chose to say that they would do a drill and then choose squad leader? Sigma wasn't certain, but she had the feeling there was more than just the fight. After all, she knew that not always the best fighter was the best squad leader. Maybe they were just observing them right now, and taking notes.

Her gaze wandered to Elora. She was looking at them both, with a longing stare. Lost puppy. It was what came to Sigma's mind. Well, she had already had one cute thing tailing her, so might aswell take the big price. Elora was possibly starving for a friendly hand, this whole world of teenager rants was dazzling her. Looking once at Serah, she then focused on Elora, rummaging through her pockets. "One second."

She produced a single chocolate candy bar, which she handed to Elora.

Treat your soldiers like your own sons and they will follow you to the deepest valley. The words of Sun Tzu were on her mind, and she could at some degree understand the feeling of not being able to connect socially. "You did well." She said to Elora, leaning before her and whispering in a soft voice. "You probably break into hives when someone addresses you with the slightest tinge of annoyance. And despite that, you came all the way here. Your confidence may be low, but your spirit is great." She added.

"And I daresay, I do want to see that framewerk in action." Sigma added as she gently reached for Elora's shoulder, trying for a comfort pat.

"Now, do you want to play a little game?" Sigma said as low as she could. "Girls only." She added, with a small wink. She also motioned Serah to come closer.

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

I WOKE UP 1.5 HOURS AGO

I HAD NO CHOICE

@Ammokkx

Same here.

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

Do it. Its a glorious trainwreck.

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

Clone devoid of all emotions preactically meets child soldier who had a trainer from hell. Thought she would be a prime source for delivering sweet slapstick to idiots, but i won't insist on who is the bestest at roundhouse kicking, cause its not really the point of the rp

Edit, pretty much what GreenGoat said.

End of Days RP (EoD - Mass Effect/Evangelion Inspired)

You could try, but Ian grew up in the slums and had a military parent, so don't think he can't defend himself.

@Raijinslayer

Cant compare to Sigma's "Rei Ayanami meets Sousuke Sagara".