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The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Man that sucks about Pach, but I gotta say that his roleplay was superb to look at. Hopefully the one I am planning out has similar success. My Star Fox one......

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Finally. I was wondering when I was going to be able to put up a good, long and detailed post. Now I feel better about myself. XD

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Granted his outward appearance didn't show it initially, but Inadi truly was happy to see that Riley was taking the whole situation well. Normally when Inadi bumped into women or landed on them things didn't go nearly as pleasantly as this did. Inadi would always have to find some way to defend his actions and explain that nothing was intentional. It was amazing how people these days would get so bent out of shape over simple misunderstandings. And a normal and truthful reason as to why it happened was never good enough. You always had to provide some form of strange and elaborate explanation to it. Such a tiring thing when you really get down to it.

Riley's first bit of small talk banter was pretty basic. It did make Inadi think back to his early days with Mr. Cuddles. They were anything but fun to be honest. Though most of it was due to the fact that he was meeting a giant talking bear for the first time. I suppose that would make anyone really think about what kind of situation they were getting into. “Early on most of his recipes were easy enough to understand. I'm just glad that he wasn't a bear from our own world, otherwise I would have been mauled for sure.” Inadi joked as the bus began picking up speed.

This thing was starting to get nauseating. How could this thing travel so quickly? It was a cat for crying out loud, not an F-15. Inadi quickly stopped himself from questioning this universe. Nothing in Nowhere was ever going to make sense. The likely hood of anything ever making sense again after this was going to be a very rare day indeed....for however long they were going to be stuck in this place. Hopefully after this whole Sol business Inadi's part in the deed would be done and he could just go home.

Straightening his back to lean on the seat, Inadi's face was showing signs of being less stressed out. Now he was listening to Riley talk about paper's and pictures. A journalism dreamer? Quite an odd thing to be searching for considering the state of the business, but then again everyone has their dreams. Inadi's was no better. Getting published was nearly impossible and it required a hell of a lot of luck. Maybe even more so than a journalism job required. Inadi smiled and turned to face Riley in his seat, his legs now in the walk way.

“You know, I was trying to get into writing myself back home. Mine though was novel writing so a bit different than journalism. If you ever want to work on writing together maybe we can...” Sudden diving stopped Inadi mid sentence as he began grabbing the two rows behind and in front of him trying to keep himself in his seat unlike what happened at the elevator. The screeching of the cat wasn't making things any better or any more fun. To be honest it was making the man very nervous as he prayed for things to stop moving around so quickly.

Suddenly the cat landed in a sticky batch of jelly. Inadi didn't believe it when he hear the sloshing of the substance beneath them and immediately went to see their landing pad, completely ignoring everyone and everything on his way. Finally stepping out of the cat bus he reached down and grabbed a hand full of the jelly beneath him. Recognizing it somewhat, he brought it up to his nose and gave it a wiff. Sure enough it was a flavor of jelly he had been getting back when he worked at the desert shop with Mr. Cuddles. Hopefully this jelly wasn't just in this one location, otherwise that would have meant that that the bear was traveling all the way out here to collect the supplies. No telling how far they were from Nowhere considering the speed that the cat bus was going, but it was clear that it wasn't a close distance.

As he stood back up Inadi looked to see the sight that everyone else had already gotten a look at. Disgusting little collections of gelatinous blobs that were coming up and seemed to be wanting to pick a fight. I suppose with the amulets they all received they would have had to expect some form of fighting coming their way, and Inadi was silently thanking Lady Luck that all it was were little slime balls. He would have preferred rats or some other form of rodent, but these weren't bad either. As the little things slithered their way up to him, he grew a little nervous as to what they could do and quickly began kicking them like a soccer ball. Could they digest you once they clamped onto you? Did they sink into the flesh and spread disease? Whatever they could do, Inadi did not want to find out.

Watching the others get involved in the fight, the two he found himself staring at the most was the incomparable duo of Vincent and Leon. The two, or to be specific Vincent himself, decided to pick a fight with the biggest one there. Clearly the pack leader if these things ran in packs, the big one clearly didn't seem affected by the punch that the man sent right into the face of the creature. In fact it seemed as though Vincent was now stuck because of it. Leon tried to pull him out and luckily did so before the giant thing decided to take a chunk out of Vinvin over there. Returning his attention to the slimes around him, Inadi realized that kicking them away was not going to cut it anymore. He needed something to remove these things faster.

The amulet. Staring down at it he saw that it was nearly full, with some of the liquid being emptied out back at the palace by accident. As the slimes began inching closer to him, he decided it wasn't worth being cautious anymore with the power. Thinking back to the palace, Inadi quickly focused his thoughts. His anger made him produce the lightening last time. Quickly clapping his hands together, forming a scowl on his face, his sight was slightly blinded by the sudden appearance of a bright white light from his hands. As his eyes adjusted, he saw lightening surrounding his hands. Luckily his idea worked. Now it was a matter of how he wanted to handle it. Simply shooting it at the slimes was probably not going to work seeing how Haku was seemingly just showering the field with ice attacks, some of them getting close to hitting Inadi. Maybe another bolt was in order.

Inadi didn't have any training in spears or staffs but at this point he was going to have to make due with something similar. With his hands still together, Inadi began slowly pulling them apart and a bolt began forming in front of him. He figured the longer the better, but watching the liquid in his amulet start to fall rapidly he decided that one from elbow to elbow was going to have to do. Quickly grabbing a hold of the bolt be began looking around at the slimes surrounding him. Some had been frozen thanks to Hakuren, and other were still inching closer. Shoving the bolt forward like a spear, he stuck a small slime that was getting a little close for comfort. The creature sizzled as the lightening began coursing through its body. Pulling it out of slime and watching it shrink into a puddle, Inadi quickly turned his attention to another one that was frozen and quickly golf swung at it. The ice crystals that shattered off made an impressive shine in the sunlight he had to admit, watching it with a smile.

Returning to the task at hand, he began sticking small slimes one by one, all the while trying to fight his way over to a group to his left that held Riley and Harper, both of whom were fighting off the slimes themselves. “Don't know about you but I'd really like it if these things would just top showing up.” Inadi quipped as he continued to thrust his bolt, now watching for any that tried to go airborne towards his face. Last thing he needed was slime covered glasses.

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Love triangles are the best for drama and you know it! XD

Also, I suppose you could say Inadi says boy because considering how close the two have gotten over the course of the story he can smell Lesley's musk.......for however little there may be. Haha!

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Fresh new post put up there. Now back to other works that need doing. *thumbs up*

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Inadi barely registered the fact that he was being asked to leave with the rest of the group. He was still staring down at his hand with the lightening bolt still gripped in in. There was no way this was a real thing. Everyone else was giddy with excitement over their newly obtained powers and here was Inadi, the realist that he was, having his mind shaken completely. He was just a normal person. He couldn't fight a dragon. But with this? Now suddenly he seemed a lot more capable.

Inadi hated having the world around him changed. He liked things that were set in stone and clearly understandable. He had a system back home that he would follow and nothing bad would happen because he did so. He would wake up, go to work at the corner store, get a lunch at the same little diner each day with the same order, and go home after working on story ideas for about two hours. Everything led into the next. Now that he was in Nowhere there was no simple task. Everything changed around him and there was no making a predictable schedule. And Inadi hated it.

Most people like excitement. Inadi wasn't one. He could very likely die tomorrow with no extraordinary things happening to him at any point in his life before that and he would be fine with it. The less excitement and danger the better. Now he was going to some random kingdom that was no doubt just as odd as this place and now he had the powers to summon an element of unbelievable powers with just a thought. He moved his hand over the bolt again and saw as small strands of electricity began jumping onto his hand and made the hairs all the way up to his wrist stand up. And yet he felt no pain from any of it. It was as if he had now been turned into rubber. Yet that rubber feeling disappeared when he got bumped into by one of the royal guards trying to rip him out of his inward soul searching state.

Inadi looked up and saw everyone heading out towards an exit that the Queen had pointed out. Giving one last look at the bolt, Inadi opened his hand and watched as it floated there for almost five seconds and disappear. Each small lightening strand fading away, as if watching a power plant turn off for the last time. He turned to try and catch up with everyone and again, bringing up the rear of the group, was shocked to see a giant cat-bus stand before them. As if this place wasn't odd enough, now it was just getting creepy.

The cat's eyes were the worst part. They seemed to just stare straight through the group as if they weren't there. Everyone else seemed interested in finding out how to enter it, yet Inadi couldn't help but wonder how the cat itself looked in regards to the bone structure. Here it had openings that resembled windows and six legs to help hold the beast itself up. Did this thing even have the traditional idea of ribs, or was it just an elongated version of the bone structure? Suddenly it seemed everyone had jumped into the now open mouth of the cat and Inadi went wide eyed. Oh no, that couldn't be...

Sure enough, he saw people near the “windows” of the cat bus and felt his stomach turn inside. This had to be the worst thing he would have to do since coming to Nowhere, and that includes clean up after Mr. Cuddles had himself a nice salmon dinner. It was amazing how messy an eater he was when it came to fish and not his treats. Perhaps it was his natural instinct to just devour the pour creatures. Yet it would have been nice if he didn't have Inadi catch the near ten foot long fish. It was amazing how big they got here. Though it would also have been extremely generous if Mr. Cuddles had cooked them as well. Again, maybe just natural instinct......

Finally accepting his fate he decided to climb in slowly into the mouth of the beast. One slip on the tongue and Inadi was afraid he may end up in the bottom level seating. Eventually he found himself among the seating area and looked around to see Vincent with a scowl a child wore when his parents didn't buy him the toy he wanted. So much complaining but at the same time, such entertainment. Inadi smiled as he got a wiff of the bus itself and immediately let out a groan. It was clear this place was not cleaned out at all recently. He would have smiled after hearing Hakuren's comment about Vincent had it not been for the smell.

As the cat bus began taking off Inadi found himself losing his balance and fell over to a seat nearby. Luckily he was able to get his grip on the back of another seat but found himself landing on top of what felt like someone's thigh. He looked up to see Riley there, and a wave of embarrassment washed over his face. He immediately shot up and bowed his head, his glasses fogging up a bit as well. “I'm so sorry Riley. I swear I didn't mean to do that. The bus. It moved before I was....able to.....” Inadi realized he was rambling and standing in the middle of the walk path. It felt like everyone was watching him. He quickly gave one more bow and slid into the empty seat across from her on the other side of the walk path. He ten proceeded to hide his face using the seat in front of him like a small child in second grade. Softly, he began mumbling to himself.

“Stupid.....stupid.....stupid.......”

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Well more so radio and tv for me, but all journalism as a whole is a pain in the but. Especially when you have to call up a stranger and ask to interview them. It's always the most awkward conversation.

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I should have a post up within the hour. Just finishing up some last second work before I start on.....more work after my post.

Just fair warning, don't let your kids grow up to be journalists. They'll be bald before they (legally) can taste a beer.

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Got my post up. Sorry for the delay there folks. Just got done with a term paper and was really trying to catch up to all the other action. My bad.

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A face full of cream from a desert plate that was destroyed due to some display of power. Inadi would love to say that that was a first, but clearly he would be lying to himself and everyone around him. Mr. Cuddles had a way of being a bit more eccentric than they would ever know. At least those who had met Mr. Cuddles. The others would probably never know who Mr. Cuddles was. Perhaps in the long run that was for the best in the end. As he began wiping his glasses of after his run in with the treats, he watched as ice appeared from out of nowhere all around the man named Hakuren.

Looking at all the different movements surrounding him, Inadi could not help but feel somewhat scared for himself. What all was going on? What kind of sorcery.....bad choice of words. What kind of madness was all this? All of a sudden the former baker's assistant was surrounded by warriors and mages where before stood just normal and sane humans. Now they were being given gifts that would seem like they came straight out of a video game? To say that Inadi felt uneasy with all this would have been an understatement. And that's including the fact that he still was getting over Lesley's latest attempt at him. Even if Hakuren hadn't started showing off his ice magic, Inadi would still have had a chill go up his back thinking about the exchange minutes ago.

While everyone gathered their crystals the young man felt a pang of worry go over him. Not only were these crystals dangerous, which he was still unsure if he should even pick one up, but then there was the outburst by that Jasper girl. A Chaotic Star and a Siren? What all was this queen asking for them to do? And a dragon? What the hell were they supposed to do against a dragon? Were these necklaces that looked like cheap hippie gear that could tell you what mood you were in supposed to help? The only reason those things existed was because blazed out Woodstock viewers would need a reminder as to what “happy” was supposed to be. And the only reason they were all here collecting these stupid trinkets was because they all got on the wrong train at the wrong time.

Inadi wanted to raise his voice in protest. He really did. Why should he just knuckle under and take all this stupidity. This wasn't his war. This wasn't his problem. This wasn't even his home! None of this made him feel comfortable. Granted, it was all great writing material, but at the same time enough was enough. Finally mustering up some kind of nerve he quickly walked up to the Queen who was holding the trinkets.

Grabbing the yellow one out of spite, Inadi shook his hand with the piece of jewelry still in it. “Okay look, I don't know what Sol is. I don't know why a dragon is attacking them. And I certainly don't know why you are asking us to take care of this issue.” The glasses wearing boy yelled out to no one in general as he walked around in front of the Queen. The chain that was attached to the yellow trinket waving around as he spoke. What Inadi didn't notice was the sudden yellow aura that was covering his hand.

He turned to face the doorway that he and the other new members had walked into. He turned his head towards the group and shook his hand as if to turn away some kind of advance. “I don't want you all to think I don't like the hospitality this land provides. But at the same time I have no intention of dying in some strange land that probably is just a figment of my imagination as it is.” He said as he gripped the trinket in his hand tighter still, the aura now becoming a collection of lightning in his hand. Again, he was unaware of the development. “So to be completely honest....I.....really......DON'T WANT TO GO!” He shouted as he waved his arm out in front of him to show how much he wanted to toss this new responsibility away. However, where normally there would only be air as he set his arm down, Inadi looked up in shock to see a lightning bolt as long as his arm stand before him.

It flickered with lights and sparks, floating there as if resting on an invisible table. Inadi was frozen as he looked down at his hand. The aura was now gone, and after opening his palm, he noticed that some of the contents of the piece of jewelry had disappeared, much like Vincent and Hakuren. Tilting his gaze back up at the bolt, he shook his head in disbelief. There was no way he could have made that. And if he did, surely he couldn't touch it....could he? Whether out of shear curiosity or an innate desire to hold such a powerful elemental object in his hand the boy reached out and grabbed the bolt. In his hand he felt nothing. No shocks. No jolts. Just a strange sense of power. In his hand rested something only ancient gods have ever held. And here he was, a human, gripping something that could tear a tree in half and set plains a blaze. The foolish trinket and desire to go home now left his body. All that was left was unadulterated wonder at what he had just accomplished.