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STATUS: Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while. 5 yrs ago
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Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
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instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Prototype 2
He had laughed.
He had laughed loudly upon first hearing the news, both amused and appalled that his predictions came true. Those unsanctioned and unregulated vigilantes botched up bad leaving numerous casualties? How could anyone see that one coming? He had not expected such a thing as this Nagoya event to happen so early however; he had expected a lot more time before actually having to activate his project. While just barely out of the testing phase, he wasn't concerned. After all, a live field test under real conditions could prove valuable in furthering Project Tlamunus.
7 days was plenty of time.
Time for sightseeing, getting to know the locals, and maybe even getting in touch with the local Yakuza.
The rather seedy hotel she was staying in seemed to have more cockroaches than humans living in it; the dresser had some kind of stain on it, the sink didn't work quite right, and she was very sure the bathroom had some sort of ritual done it in not long ago. But she was not here for a vacation. She was here, to wipe out those supers once and for all. After all, she, Prototype 2, was the sole combat operative of Project Tlamunus.
Having managed to actually get into Japan undetected, she was made to stay in this hotel while he, Maxwell, gathered what information he could. There were conflicting information on what happened in that incident, and they weren't always coherent, but Maxwell did find out what their method of transport was. It was easy enough considering they weren't trying to hide anything when they came in. Unfortunately, Prototype was unable to take any sort of direct action against them right now. Key word being direct.
"We won't be targeting the heroes. Not yet. Are you ready for the operation"
She adjusted the cap and the rather loose fitting clothes she wore over her armor. The helmet remained inactive, for now. With a last check over her equipment, she slung the bag over her shoulders. "Ready."
They will move very soon. The news of the Australian villain would soon spur those 'Champions' into action. The window of opportunity won't be big, but at least it was there.
He had laughed.
He had laughed loudly upon first hearing the news, both amused and appalled that his predictions came true. Those unsanctioned and unregulated vigilantes botched up bad leaving numerous casualties? How could anyone see that one coming? He had not expected such a thing as this Nagoya event to happen so early however; he had expected a lot more time before actually having to activate his project. While just barely out of the testing phase, he wasn't concerned. After all, a live field test under real conditions could prove valuable in furthering Project Tlamunus.
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7 days was plenty of time.
Time for sightseeing, getting to know the locals, and maybe even getting in touch with the local Yakuza.
The rather seedy hotel she was staying in seemed to have more cockroaches than humans living in it; the dresser had some kind of stain on it, the sink didn't work quite right, and she was very sure the bathroom had some sort of ritual done it in not long ago. But she was not here for a vacation. She was here, to wipe out those supers once and for all. After all, she, Prototype 2, was the sole combat operative of Project Tlamunus.
Having managed to actually get into Japan undetected, she was made to stay in this hotel while he, Maxwell, gathered what information he could. There were conflicting information on what happened in that incident, and they weren't always coherent, but Maxwell did find out what their method of transport was. It was easy enough considering they weren't trying to hide anything when they came in. Unfortunately, Prototype was unable to take any sort of direct action against them right now. Key word being direct.
"We won't be targeting the heroes. Not yet. Are you ready for the operation"
She adjusted the cap and the rather loose fitting clothes she wore over her armor. The helmet remained inactive, for now. With a last check over her equipment, she slung the bag over her shoulders. "Ready."
They will move very soon. The news of the Australian villain would soon spur those 'Champions' into action. The window of opportunity won't be big, but at least it was there.
I'll haev a post up, as soon as i can. Which may mean it will take another day if things doesnt go bad.
Telaivas Telamonius Turanis
Her smiled widened slightly.
"Ah, yes. Yes I am well." Leaning slightly closer, she flashed her best innocent look, one she often used to endear herself to others. "I do hope that it is the same for you as well. It is quite a relief for me to find another familiar face in a place unfamiliar to me. Perhaps we could meet later on tonight in my quarters for a more private conversation."
Sighing, she continued. "It is unfortunate that I cannot dally here for too long. There is still much I must do and I have yet to met Princess Anareliea. Responsibilities can't be shunned I'm afraid."
With a small wave and a bow, she turned and left. Telaivas could almost feel the questioning gaze almost burning into her skull. Her maid was no doubt expecting her to somehow embarrass Princess Rhellissa with a few choice words. She had no need of telling every little plan she had, or even any of her plans except for what Frua would need to further them.
Seeing that Princess Anareliea was unoccupied now, she walked towards her, making sure Anareliea noticed her. "Princess Anareliea? Is that you? It has been quite a while, hasn't it?"
Her smiled widened slightly.
"Ah, yes. Yes I am well." Leaning slightly closer, she flashed her best innocent look, one she often used to endear herself to others. "I do hope that it is the same for you as well. It is quite a relief for me to find another familiar face in a place unfamiliar to me. Perhaps we could meet later on tonight in my quarters for a more private conversation."
Sighing, she continued. "It is unfortunate that I cannot dally here for too long. There is still much I must do and I have yet to met Princess Anareliea. Responsibilities can't be shunned I'm afraid."
With a small wave and a bow, she turned and left. Telaivas could almost feel the questioning gaze almost burning into her skull. Her maid was no doubt expecting her to somehow embarrass Princess Rhellissa with a few choice words. She had no need of telling every little plan she had, or even any of her plans except for what Frua would need to further them.
Seeing that Princess Anareliea was unoccupied now, she walked towards her, making sure Anareliea noticed her. "Princess Anareliea? Is that you? It has been quite a while, hasn't it?"
Eh, its alright. Simple brute force can be overcome if you play your cards right after all.
I... I wasn't already the batman? ;w;
So we all start very near Nagoya right? I'll have mine drop in there with a jet or something.
Posted and stuff. Hope theres nothing wrong with it.
Telaivas Telamonius Turanis
How boring.
The excitement of a new environment, new possibilities was long gone, replaced by utter boredom. Telaivas Telamonius Turanis was, by now, utterly convinced this person was some sort of demon, sucking in joy and happiness under the brilliant guise of a boring man giving a boring speech. It was only the promise of actually seeing her two acquaintances, Anareliea and Rhelissa, that kept her from just leaving. She was a princess after all, and if she decided the place was beneath her attendance, then there would be no one save her parents to stop her. And Telaivas was sure she could simply pull off that injured look and escape scot-free if her parents did try.
Frua, her personal maid was standing off to one side, looking as emotionless as always. She stood out a bit from all the other servants, perhaps because of her age. Or perhaps it was those oversized gauntlets she wore. While she looked calm and composed, her eyes darted here and there, ready to act if there was even the slightest hint of threat towards her mistress. It was hard to blame her for acting so, considering what happened during the journey here. Ser Aivas was nowhere in sight, presumably busy with something else.
When will this old man stop talking?
Telaivas wanted dearly to sit back and relax somewhere, but that was hardly in line with her facade and would hurt her reputation. Her face felt stiff from keeping up her attentive smiling expression. She'd think up some sort of elaborate plan to make the Keeper pay, but she had a feeling she would do well to have the Keeper on her side.
“Thank you for your time, good tidings. Enjoy your six days of peace and remember if you need me do come find me.”
Finally, the speech ended, and the Grand Keeper exited the room. Almost like magic, Ser Aivas appeared before her.
"Excuse me, my lady, it appears your room is secure. But I will patrol around it tonight just in case."
"Thank you, Ser Aivas." Telaivas said, her voice soft and gentle. "Frua." Wordlessly, her maid sidled close to her, following close enough to be able to react quickly should the need arise, and yet far enough to be respectful. These two usually served as her escorts everywhere she went. There were others, a group of servants that arrived with her, but they were mostly for other things like managing her room, luggage and the likes.
Telaivas went first to Rhellissa, one of her acquaintances and accomplice in many a scheme. It was for only a short while, but running schemes with someone else for a change somehow made the end result more entertaining. "Princess Rhellissa? Is that you?" She spoke, a gentle smile upon her face, though it had a slight mischievous curl, a small chink in her facade. "It has been quite a while, hasn't it?"
If she recalled correctly, one of their last schemes together was at the stable one dark moonless night. She hid herself in one of the hay piles and they just about scared the stable boy right out of his skin after extinguishing his candle. That one had her in a giggling fit all night.
How boring.
The excitement of a new environment, new possibilities was long gone, replaced by utter boredom. Telaivas Telamonius Turanis was, by now, utterly convinced this person was some sort of demon, sucking in joy and happiness under the brilliant guise of a boring man giving a boring speech. It was only the promise of actually seeing her two acquaintances, Anareliea and Rhelissa, that kept her from just leaving. She was a princess after all, and if she decided the place was beneath her attendance, then there would be no one save her parents to stop her. And Telaivas was sure she could simply pull off that injured look and escape scot-free if her parents did try.
Frua, her personal maid was standing off to one side, looking as emotionless as always. She stood out a bit from all the other servants, perhaps because of her age. Or perhaps it was those oversized gauntlets she wore. While she looked calm and composed, her eyes darted here and there, ready to act if there was even the slightest hint of threat towards her mistress. It was hard to blame her for acting so, considering what happened during the journey here. Ser Aivas was nowhere in sight, presumably busy with something else.
When will this old man stop talking?
Telaivas wanted dearly to sit back and relax somewhere, but that was hardly in line with her facade and would hurt her reputation. Her face felt stiff from keeping up her attentive smiling expression. She'd think up some sort of elaborate plan to make the Keeper pay, but she had a feeling she would do well to have the Keeper on her side.
“Thank you for your time, good tidings. Enjoy your six days of peace and remember if you need me do come find me.”
Finally, the speech ended, and the Grand Keeper exited the room. Almost like magic, Ser Aivas appeared before her.
"Excuse me, my lady, it appears your room is secure. But I will patrol around it tonight just in case."
"Thank you, Ser Aivas." Telaivas said, her voice soft and gentle. "Frua." Wordlessly, her maid sidled close to her, following close enough to be able to react quickly should the need arise, and yet far enough to be respectful. These two usually served as her escorts everywhere she went. There were others, a group of servants that arrived with her, but they were mostly for other things like managing her room, luggage and the likes.
Telaivas went first to Rhellissa, one of her acquaintances and accomplice in many a scheme. It was for only a short while, but running schemes with someone else for a change somehow made the end result more entertaining. "Princess Rhellissa? Is that you?" She spoke, a gentle smile upon her face, though it had a slight mischievous curl, a small chink in her facade. "It has been quite a while, hasn't it?"
If she recalled correctly, one of their last schemes together was at the stable one dark moonless night. She hid herself in one of the hay piles and they just about scared the stable boy right out of his skin after extinguishing his candle. That one had her in a giggling fit all night.
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W-what is this plan you speak of?
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