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Oh, crap. Does ANYONE know how to contact her?
Oooooooooooooooh... Huh. Well there's a thought. Well, then. If you want to, go ahead.
Well, I suppose it will give Sarina and Aya chance to meet.
As the tendril left him, Mal looked around. Everyone around him was being vaporized into little red specks. Wait, no. Not everyone. Some seemed to have the same thing happen to them that had happened to him. In the midst of his horror was a tiny speck of relief when he noticed Fuu and Rena were still with him, as was the girl who talked to him earlier. Eventually, the tendrils stopped, and the near thousand that once filled the room were reduced to a mere two dozen, the rest just specks of red, floating in the air. It was jarring to say the least. As a speck drifted towards Mal, he took a step back, and suddenly, as if on cue, all the specks stopped circling and charged at the remainder. Mal instinctively put his hands up and felt an intense burning on his right wrist. He pulled of his glove and was met by a strange looking bracelet. Th was a simple red-orange band, except of the two gems at either end. One was purple, and the other light blue. Looking around he noticed the same thing had happened to everyone else, except the colors seemed to vary. As he reached to touch it, the doors burst open, and in rushed a bunch of masked people in all black leather suit, carrying automatic guns. Entering a fighting position, Mal refused to go down like a simple dog, but they didn't reach for their guns. Instead, they pulled out canisters and chucked them into the room, white gas luring out of it. "Ah, what the hell? Oh, no… Sleeping gas! Don't' breath it in!" He yelled, but it's not like they had an option. It quickly filled the room, and people began to succumb. Struggling to remain conscious, Mal burned the image of the masks into him brain, refusing to forget who it was responsible for this slaughter.
Floating in nothing, Malachi could hear… something. In danced in his ears as he struggled to figure out the source. It almost sounded like… laughing?
Slowly opening his eyes, Mal groggily sat up, realizing the chuckling was coming from a man in the cell next to him. He had a dark aura about him. Like a man who was starting to lose his grip on reality. "Wait a second. Cell?" Mal thought, all traces of groggy gone. He shot up and bolted to the door, closing his hands around the bars and giving them a good shake. "Dammit! Those bastards will pay for this…" he growled. Realizing there was nothing he could do for now he took a look around. He was in a small cell, with no privacy what so ever. The back wall was pretty solid, and the other three were straight bars. No chance of escape from that. In the cells next to him were some dude he didn't know, but looked like a farm boy, and on the other side was some chick he didn't know. Across the hallway were more people he didn't know, but one appeared to be a guard and she was talking to the farm boy. The dude almost directly across from him was the one chuckling. It would've been unsettling, except Mal was used to that kind of laugh. It was a tamer version of Jade's. Looking again, Mal noticed everyone was wearing the same kind of bracelet he was. These must have been people who were also in the room with him. Coming to the conclusion that there was nothing more to be down, Mal walked to the center of his room and sat down, electing to just wait, and prepare himself. For the second that door opened, he was going to break someone's neck...
Floating in nothing, Malachi could hear… something. In danced in his ears as he struggled to figure out the source. It almost sounded like… laughing?
Slowly opening his eyes, Mal groggily sat up, realizing the chuckling was coming from a man in the cell next to him. He had a dark aura about him. Like a man who was starting to lose his grip on reality. "Wait a second. Cell?" Mal thought, all traces of groggy gone. He shot up and bolted to the door, closing his hands around the bars and giving them a good shake. "Dammit! Those bastards will pay for this…" he growled. Realizing there was nothing he could do for now he took a look around. He was in a small cell, with no privacy what so ever. The back wall was pretty solid, and the other three were straight bars. No chance of escape from that. In the cells next to him were some dude he didn't know, but looked like a farm boy, and on the other side was some chick he didn't know. Across the hallway were more people he didn't know, but one appeared to be a guard and she was talking to the farm boy. The dude almost directly across from him was the one chuckling. It would've been unsettling, except Mal was used to that kind of laugh. It was a tamer version of Jade's. Looking again, Mal noticed everyone was wearing the same kind of bracelet he was. These must have been people who were also in the room with him. Coming to the conclusion that there was nothing more to be down, Mal walked to the center of his room and sat down, electing to just wait, and prepare himself. For the second that door opened, he was going to break someone's neck...
That's my point. I don't want to disturb anyone.
I want this as Malachi's theme for now. The english lyrics… kinda fit? I'm not good with themes, so I might change it later.
Zagan said
Want me to join in crimson? Also need knighthawk to progress wuth jax for a bit
What do you mean? Aya's asleep, just having a nightmare. Although by the end of it (which I may just skip to, to save the juicy details for later), she'll wake up in a scared, frenzied, panic. Should the dorms be sound-proof? I know it's not realistic, seeing as that would prevent anyone from knowing if she's in danger, but considering her nightmares are frequent and she constantly wakes up either terrified, raging, psychotic, or crying rivers, it would be a disturbance if she constantly woke up other students. I figured her room would be on a separate power grid, so she doesn't accidentally drain power from nearby rooms. Or would there even be nearby rooms? Come to think of it, how the hell would this work. I think I just overthunk. HELP!!!
MistressCyanide said
Walks in, walks out. All while humming the X-Men theme (90's)
AAND SHE LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!! T-T
Okay, I started a Nightmare post, but decided to break it up so it's not ALL in one post, and to throw in a bit of variety in the Solemn-Assallya train.
Also it's really late and I still have English homework to do.
Also it's really late and I still have English homework to do.
[Aya]
Floating in a sea of nothingness, Ayame Denzan slowly opened her eyes. Confused, she looked around. Her bed was gone. In fact, her whole room was gone. "What the fu-" but before she could finish her swear, she felt a tug deep in the back of her subconsciousness, and suddenly she was... there...
The cold, pristine white floor stretched from one wall of stone to another, enclosing a giant circle about the size of a football field. Splashed across the floor were hundreds of stains of all colors, but mostly a light brown and a dark yellow. Blood and urine. The smell would've gagged Hedorah, but all the... "performers" had grown used to it. About 100 feet up was the ceiling, bright lights burning down, illuminating the whole arena. Roughly half way up the walls was a circle of reflective material... a one-way window. And behind it? The masterminds behind this little game. But not only them, oh no. There were also Scientists. Senators. Emperors. Kings. Presidents. And a whole other mess of Rich Swines. Humans... Mutants... all of them... their "Clients". Despite how it looked, the window was completely unbreakable. All who have tried, have failed. At one end of the colosseum was a huge hole, cleverly concealed by wall, but everyone knew it was there, with it's partner standing proud opposite. As the walls slowly parted to a loud rumble, the only thing Aya could say was... "Ah, great. Not this crap, again. Fucking nightmare...". Looking behind, she saw herself, about a year younger, standing proud and egotistical, no fucking idea what she was about to endure. "Heh, foolish brat" Real Aya muttered, reaching out her hand and fusing with Dream Aya.
Standing there in the other door was a mutant Aya knew all too well, in every way possible. Her name? Well, Aya didn't know. She always just called her "Ariel" due to her hydrokinesis. Aya could feel her Dream self's horror as realization dawned. 'Impossible. We're in completly different branches. Why? Why is Ariel my opponent'. Real Aya could hear the thoughts of her counterpart loud and clear, as her own memories started to sync up. "Ariel" just stood there, glaring at Aya with a look of sheer determination, as a voice came over the loud speaker, "Ladies and Gentleman, for your viewing pleasure. Mutant 24242012 and Mutant 52794389. As of this moment, all betting is closed. Thank you, and enjoy this Death Duel". 'Heh... I always did wonder what the tables looked like. Consider it's water vs electricity, I probably had the most bets, but Ariel most likely had the greater payout' Aya thought, not even paying attention. She had been through this enough to know the outcome, no matter what she did different.
"Ladies... You may... BEGIN!!!" And with that... Ariel charged...
Floating in a sea of nothingness, Ayame Denzan slowly opened her eyes. Confused, she looked around. Her bed was gone. In fact, her whole room was gone. "What the fu-" but before she could finish her swear, she felt a tug deep in the back of her subconsciousness, and suddenly she was... there...
The cold, pristine white floor stretched from one wall of stone to another, enclosing a giant circle about the size of a football field. Splashed across the floor were hundreds of stains of all colors, but mostly a light brown and a dark yellow. Blood and urine. The smell would've gagged Hedorah, but all the... "performers" had grown used to it. About 100 feet up was the ceiling, bright lights burning down, illuminating the whole arena. Roughly half way up the walls was a circle of reflective material... a one-way window. And behind it? The masterminds behind this little game. But not only them, oh no. There were also Scientists. Senators. Emperors. Kings. Presidents. And a whole other mess of Rich Swines. Humans... Mutants... all of them... their "Clients". Despite how it looked, the window was completely unbreakable. All who have tried, have failed. At one end of the colosseum was a huge hole, cleverly concealed by wall, but everyone knew it was there, with it's partner standing proud opposite. As the walls slowly parted to a loud rumble, the only thing Aya could say was... "Ah, great. Not this crap, again. Fucking nightmare...". Looking behind, she saw herself, about a year younger, standing proud and egotistical, no fucking idea what she was about to endure. "Heh, foolish brat" Real Aya muttered, reaching out her hand and fusing with Dream Aya.
Standing there in the other door was a mutant Aya knew all too well, in every way possible. Her name? Well, Aya didn't know. She always just called her "Ariel" due to her hydrokinesis. Aya could feel her Dream self's horror as realization dawned. 'Impossible. We're in completly different branches. Why? Why is Ariel my opponent'. Real Aya could hear the thoughts of her counterpart loud and clear, as her own memories started to sync up. "Ariel" just stood there, glaring at Aya with a look of sheer determination, as a voice came over the loud speaker, "Ladies and Gentleman, for your viewing pleasure. Mutant 24242012 and Mutant 52794389. As of this moment, all betting is closed. Thank you, and enjoy this Death Duel". 'Heh... I always did wonder what the tables looked like. Consider it's water vs electricity, I probably had the most bets, but Ariel most likely had the greater payout' Aya thought, not even paying attention. She had been through this enough to know the outcome, no matter what she did different.
"Ladies... You may... BEGIN!!!" And with that... Ariel charged...
Solemn said
Or have some detailed dreams, maybe even (perhaps due to an "off-screen" NPC's power) have dreams that coincide and overlap with each other, i.e.: You get into each others dreams and float around or help fight one of the many demons in most of your character's respective heads or whatever. It's your prerogative whether or not you want to do any of those things.Working on a post right neow.
OH! That's good. Remember when I did Bloodbath's nightmare? I could do the same for Aya.
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