Jake smiles and remains silent, looking after the assassin as he leaves, before nearly squeeling with joy. He laughs, before trying to impersonate Alexel's voice a couple of times while cleaning glasses behind the bar, obviously absolutely convinced that Alexel was a badass anti-hero, and not scared in the slightest. Then again, this was Nevada. There really was nothing to be scared off.
As Alexel arrives at the bus stop, he finds an odd sight. The area seems to be completely deserted, the bus at an odd angle. There's no sight of Mr Winters, and it's quiet even for a village. Not even the birds are chirping. As if Alexel had suddenly and inexplicably gone deaf. The ilusion is shattered, however, when Mr Winters slowly shuffles into view from behind the bus. He'd dropped his cane somewhere, of course, and Alexel suddenly finds himself in rather an odd position. In Mr Winter's hand is the head of a small child. Lindsey, from around the corner shop area. Her pigtails are drenched in blood, and Winter's bloody grin explains what happened to the rest of the body.
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Spartan2961 said
Yes it is good to be back. I have to ask would battlecry work on Dragoon since the fight is looking pretty hopeless right now. Battlecry would give Sora and Alexander time to well get out of dodge.
Only if you managed to catch him by surprise. It is magic, after all.
Yay for puns!
((Damn that's reckless))
Reaching in, you find them fairly simple. They're designed not to withstand great magical force, as it would never be enough to hold Hope, but rather to not be noticeable to her, to lurk in the background of her mind. The magic used is foreign, and, like with Pandora's Box, seems to be powered by Hope herself. However, with relatively little work, the seal come loose, and-
...........
Blackness. Screaming, as the sigils are burned into your flesh, and yet you know it isn't your flesh. Real screaming now. Hope. Floating in space, the debris of the planet floating around you as your body slowly puts itself back together. A flood of pain from Hope, as she's forced to relive it. Machines being implanted into her, a strange man with flames for hair, grimacing in horror at what he was forced to do. Pain in every nerve, every molecule, filling her, and transmitted to you. Flashing memories, like stabs in the chest, confused and horrid, mumbled by a mind driven half-insane.
Reaching in, you find them fairly simple. They're designed not to withstand great magical force, as it would never be enough to hold Hope, but rather to not be noticeable to her, to lurk in the background of her mind. The magic used is foreign, and, like with Pandora's Box, seems to be powered by Hope herself. However, with relatively little work, the seal come loose, and-
...........
Blackness. Screaming, as the sigils are burned into your flesh, and yet you know it isn't your flesh. Real screaming now. Hope. Floating in space, the debris of the planet floating around you as your body slowly puts itself back together. A flood of pain from Hope, as she's forced to relive it. Machines being implanted into her, a strange man with flames for hair, grimacing in horror at what he was forced to do. Pain in every nerve, every molecule, filling her, and transmitted to you. Flashing memories, like stabs in the chest, confused and horrid, mumbled by a mind driven half-insane.
Wraithblade6 said
Nah I'm done, Wiz. Your friend is no friend of mine.
Alright. Your choice.
Welcome back, Alexander!
Alright. I know a fair way to settle this. Tiny, please send the character to Tyki or post it here, depending on the level of privacy required, and Tyki will get the say he's supposed to get as Co-GM. Wraith, I'd love for you to become a part of this group, but you're going to have to deal with Tyki. He's Co-GM, and he ain't leaving. Furthermore, he's raised a few valid points in how you insult him.
Tyki said
tis fine... you wouldn't mind terribly if i introduced the next villain? (or gave him a sneak preveiw to the few fuckers involved in the space thing)
Go ahead. I can't stop you, remember? Player, not GM.
ShadowVentus said
Hey Matt! Sorry, but could you reply to my post on Crossover Creek? Would be very much appreciated. ^^
I was asking you a question about that in the OOC, I guess you didn't see. I was wondering just how fast and strong Inigo is. I've been assuming human or slightly above.
BioHIVE bristled at being called inefficient, instantly checking for later updates. There were none, and yet it had taken him far too long to decipher the meaning behind the quote from the book. Perhaps this was one of the few cases in which a human mind was better fit to the situation. As such, BioHIVE reported to Jack, and asked for guidance on the current situation. However, it's pride had been hurt, and it decided that it would quite enjoy killing this particular vampire.
Jack sighed, as BioHIVE reported. It was quite obviously a distraction technique, and that meant that the vampire had reinforcements. He relayed his orders to BioPILOT, and Terebtihia soon started ascending, climbing higher and higher. Even vampires wouldn't survive a 30-meter drop, or at least it would incapacitate him long enough for the drones to finish him off. Then he relayed his further orders to BioHIVE.
BioHIVE mentally sighed as finally orders arrived. The slowness of comminicating with humanoid lifeforms was always a pain, even father suffered from this. Of course, father would undoubtedly one day find a way around it, just as father found solutions for everything. BioHIVE then decided it was time to speak to the vampire. "You have been presented with 2 options. You will be forced into service with SOLDIER for 200 years for the transgression of property, harming of military equipment, and insulting of an official in service. Your second option....." The drones floating around Martin clicked, as long silver tubes extended from their sides, aimed at Martin. "Is to donate your body to sceince. Thank you for helping further out knowledge of vampire kind."
Jack sighed, as BioHIVE reported. It was quite obviously a distraction technique, and that meant that the vampire had reinforcements. He relayed his orders to BioPILOT, and Terebtihia soon started ascending, climbing higher and higher. Even vampires wouldn't survive a 30-meter drop, or at least it would incapacitate him long enough for the drones to finish him off. Then he relayed his further orders to BioHIVE.
BioHIVE mentally sighed as finally orders arrived. The slowness of comminicating with humanoid lifeforms was always a pain, even father suffered from this. Of course, father would undoubtedly one day find a way around it, just as father found solutions for everything. BioHIVE then decided it was time to speak to the vampire. "You have been presented with 2 options. You will be forced into service with SOLDIER for 200 years for the transgression of property, harming of military equipment, and insulting of an official in service. Your second option....." The drones floating around Martin clicked, as long silver tubes extended from their sides, aimed at Martin. "Is to donate your body to sceince. Thank you for helping further out knowledge of vampire kind."
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