Looks like the Noa are back, eh? Awesome. I've been wanting to kick their asses since they destroyed my multiverse.
*Prepares vast arrays of characters*
thewizardguy
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Just a random guy, doing random things.
Main RP: Hell's Coffee Lounge
Current RPs change often enough that it's too much effort keeping a list of them updated.
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Sorry about that, Wiper was needed, and I thought you had mysteriously vanished.
Well, who are we waiting for? Why is nobody posting? I mean, I assume now we have about one post in-warp, but I'm not sure.
I'll refrain from controlling the Professor, as Stein is quite an active character at the moment. I have plenty to do, and it would be a pain to have to wait for two posts between postings while playing two characters in two different interactions with a set of multiple different people.
If nobody else wants him, I'll do it, but I'd prefer if it were another.
If nobody else wants him, I'll do it, but I'd prefer if it were another.
As one of Elyssia's four occupant souls awakens, he/she finds him-/herself in a beautifully wel-kept room, with red satin curtains over framed windows, offering a view of Miracle Square below. The king-size bed with it's crisp red bedding and curtains, leaning upon ornate feet, carved to resemble the legs of a lion. In the corner is a massive heavy oak dresser, the dark wood carved with flower patterns, filled with ornate garments, each with the insignia of God's Tears. Amusingly, some are dresses and skirts, while others are suits. Obviously, the room was prepared for someone with gender issues. Furthermore, the room contains a small crystal chandelier, filled with electric lights, and a dresser, upon which lies a single note.
"Welcome to your new workspace. As you can see, I've spared no expenses. Pray, aim to please, my child, and you'll live a long and happy life here. You will recieve your first assignment in a few hours time, until then I'm giving you free roam over the city. And wear the coat. It'll be good for people to see you in your new uniform." The handwriting is elegant, beautiful, and hides an edge of poison. A perfect representation of Kami herself.
You can recognize the building as Miracle Manor, which was long believed to contain the entrance to Kami's Lair. This led to a gang called The Rippers breaking in, before the entire building exploded under mysterious circumstances. No corpses were ever found, and Kami had graciously funded the rebuilding of the mansion, taking full legal control of the previously uninhabited building. She must have been saving it for an occasion such as this, or else she had a crew that worked fast. Which was not unlikely. It's early in the morning, and people are starting to wake up. Not that Fear ever sleeps, or that dawn is any safer than dusk, but now at least the scum of the Earth is exposed to the harsh light of day, instead of skulking in shadows.
"Welcome to your new workspace. As you can see, I've spared no expenses. Pray, aim to please, my child, and you'll live a long and happy life here. You will recieve your first assignment in a few hours time, until then I'm giving you free roam over the city. And wear the coat. It'll be good for people to see you in your new uniform." The handwriting is elegant, beautiful, and hides an edge of poison. A perfect representation of Kami herself.
You can recognize the building as Miracle Manor, which was long believed to contain the entrance to Kami's Lair. This led to a gang called The Rippers breaking in, before the entire building exploded under mysterious circumstances. No corpses were ever found, and Kami had graciously funded the rebuilding of the mansion, taking full legal control of the previously uninhabited building. She must have been saving it for an occasion such as this, or else she had a crew that worked fast. Which was not unlikely. It's early in the morning, and people are starting to wake up. Not that Fear ever sleeps, or that dawn is any safer than dusk, but now at least the scum of the Earth is exposed to the harsh light of day, instead of skulking in shadows.
Well, this should be fun......
*is dubious*
*is dubious*
I'm alright with barfing rainbows. My little brother made me watch MLP, so my sweetness-and-rainbows threshhold is higher than the average human.
I haven't watched Frozen yet, is it any good?
She isn't dead, and you can still jump in.
Kami sighed as she pressed a button. The vents, of course, were well defended. Everyone used the vents. Every single hero that had ever tried to assassinate her, came in through the vents. It had been amusing at first, but after a while, Kami had simply installed an incinerator, and that was the end of that. Luckily for the alternate Ashley, the incinerator was activated with a different button, as suddenly, everything went black. For a moment, there was confusion and darkness. Then, Ashley finds herself breaking out of a cardboard box in miracle square, wearing rabbit ears. Kami had an odd sense of humor. She wouldn't kill the girl. In fact, Kami wasn't entirely sure why not. With a press of a button, she could have roasted her so fine there would be only ash left. However, instead, Kami had let the girl go. Was it because it was Ashley? No, it was a different being, and Kami knew that perfectly well. She would have to figure this out later. It would be most worrying if she lost control of her own impulses.
Returning to the matter at hand, Kami regarded Aisyle with a silent eye, acting as if she hadn't just spent the better part of a minute in silent contemplation. She smiled, as she stood up, knowing what came next. She approached Aisyle, as Wiper steps out of the shadows, covered in blood. "Kill? Honey, I wouldn't do anything so horrible. I'll keep them alive. I'll just leave them to my..... experts. Soon, they'll be begging to lose their memories. And those who are too hard to be broken will, of course, be set free. In the Corrupted Quarter of Fear. Appolyon promised me use of one of his scorpion pits, should I ever need it." Kami smiled, relishing the expression on Allysia's face, as she slowly brushed against his hair, almost affectionately. She then gave him a kiss on the forehead, and for the poor soul, everything went black.
Aissyle would awaken in his new quarters. Wiper had ensured this. It moved through the city, silent as night, taking down Fault strongholds with ease. She stepped in, and gestured, as gas spread the area. Screams. Gunfire. None of the bullets hit, for Wiper wasn't there. Coughing. Screams. Unconsciousness. None would investigate, Wiper knew. The group of victims grew, as Fault Maestros rushed at her wearing gas masks, one of them throwing beams of energy. Wiper sliced the air with her katana, and the man's arm was sliced off. A second slice silenced the screams. The threat being eliminated, Wiper simply removed the masks, until another group was down. Liek a ticking clock, each minute another group fell, untill Fault was no more. There was an emptiness, and Wiper stood in what had been Fault's headquarters. Sand poured through the windows, it broke through the glass, filling the room. Electric fuses crackled and spat, bursting and sparking, as Wiper took one last look around. It left the area, and the building exploded, raining flaming debris and molten sand on the entire area. Wiper's job was done.
Returning to the matter at hand, Kami regarded Aisyle with a silent eye, acting as if she hadn't just spent the better part of a minute in silent contemplation. She smiled, as she stood up, knowing what came next. She approached Aisyle, as Wiper steps out of the shadows, covered in blood. "Kill? Honey, I wouldn't do anything so horrible. I'll keep them alive. I'll just leave them to my..... experts. Soon, they'll be begging to lose their memories. And those who are too hard to be broken will, of course, be set free. In the Corrupted Quarter of Fear. Appolyon promised me use of one of his scorpion pits, should I ever need it." Kami smiled, relishing the expression on Allysia's face, as she slowly brushed against his hair, almost affectionately. She then gave him a kiss on the forehead, and for the poor soul, everything went black.
Aissyle would awaken in his new quarters. Wiper had ensured this. It moved through the city, silent as night, taking down Fault strongholds with ease. She stepped in, and gestured, as gas spread the area. Screams. Gunfire. None of the bullets hit, for Wiper wasn't there. Coughing. Screams. Unconsciousness. None would investigate, Wiper knew. The group of victims grew, as Fault Maestros rushed at her wearing gas masks, one of them throwing beams of energy. Wiper sliced the air with her katana, and the man's arm was sliced off. A second slice silenced the screams. The threat being eliminated, Wiper simply removed the masks, until another group was down. Liek a ticking clock, each minute another group fell, untill Fault was no more. There was an emptiness, and Wiper stood in what had been Fault's headquarters. Sand poured through the windows, it broke through the glass, filling the room. Electric fuses crackled and spat, bursting and sparking, as Wiper took one last look around. It left the area, and the building exploded, raining flaming debris and molten sand on the entire area. Wiper's job was done.
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