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Current Sometimes you spend so long looking for peace in someone else, you loose sight of that peace you can give yourself. Don't forget that guys.
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5 yrs ago
"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today? Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." -Master Oogway
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8 yrs ago
So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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8 yrs ago
It's the most fattening time of the year!
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9 yrs ago
There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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@FrankenDaughter I did mention you in my post, but I missed a letter when typing your name and didn't notice until after I'd posted. So...posted XD

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime




As the door slid open, Rave immediately noticed a strange looking woman with crazy long hair and blue tinged skin speaking with the robotic proprietor of the store about the blade hilt in her hand. Passing the pair and leaving them be, the Spectre began looking at a shelf of curved energy blades, as well as several gauntlet based ones. If he was honest, the Psion could probably never let go of his katana, even if it was impractical for most types of combat in the Koprulu Sector. The carapace of a Zergling was tough enough to shrug off several Gauss rounds before finally giving, and never mind how strong a Roach's carapace was since it usually took two Marauders to bring one down, but every armor had a weakness, a joint or opening that could be exploited and used to put an end to it's wearer. And that was where the katana had excelled, as many dead Dominion marines and Zerg could attest to.

Still, it had sentimental value as being one of the few things that hadn't been remade a dozen times by Stetmann in an effort to improve it that Rave owned, and was his favorite weapon. That said, he picked up a hilt with a similar design to that of his katana's and activated the blade, an icy blue beam of plasma coming to life and ending at standard katana length, and he was convinced that he'd be buying an energy blade anyways. He turned about the same time as the robotic owner repeated his question and Rave frowned as the woman replied. "You've never seen shuld-ah... you've never seen steel before?"

Now, the Spectre hadn't seen the kukri knife stop a blade of pure plasma, so the owner's question did seem odd to him as well. Of course, he knew that if something exceedingly uncommon had happened, then the robot had good reason to question her. With a sigh, he flicked off the hilt and approached the pair, clearing his throat as the visor on his helmet raised up so that he could ensure better eye contact. "Ma'am, what he means is that something wasn't normal about the knife doing whatever it did. So I can better make a case, do you mind repeating whatever it was you did?" At this point, the robotic owner chimed in.

"Her knife stopped the plasma blade from extending when it met the flat of the blade. Steel doesn't stop plasma!" Rave's eyes immediately narrowed at the bot. Normally he would say that AI and their robotic bodies couldn't have tone inflections that indicated underlying motives, but after dealing with the Protoss and learning of the Purifiers through Jim...

"Ma'am, is this true?"
I'll be depositing Akagalcia here, as I think it will best suit her fish out of water scenario, but I certainly don't want to overcomplicate the current scene. Maybe once things calm down a bit?

Hmmmm.


Rave isn't actually involved in any scenes currently if you'd like to have her bump into him.

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime


Even after the fall of the crazed dictator Arcturus Mengsk and the death of the dark Xel'Naga Amon, Rave Mallard is still a man on the run, though for once it wasn't from a government agent or official who had a personal bone to pick with the now pardoned Spectre who'd played hide-and-go-seek with Dominion Ghosts and hunter-killer squads for years, even after joining Raynor's Raiders with the rest of the Spectres. So when he heard that contact had been made with the rest of the galaxy at large and trade opened, he'd stowed away on the first transport he could find.

Several hours later and a bumpy ride that hadn't been expected, and the Spectre found himself in a spaceport above the planet Frixion Prime, a technologically advanced planet with a mix of races that he'd never seen before, and the only one he recognized was the humans in the crowd. As he approached a shuttle to the surface, he noticed that they were asking for ID and payment, so he instead slipped the system and cloaked, hiding onboard in the back for a less bumpy but much more crowded ride. The planet scape itself reminded Rave of Korhal and his experiences, good and bad, there and he couldn't help but frown behind his helmet. As he moved through the crowd, his cloak disabled for the time being, he noticed a group of beings gathering and his senses immediately went on alert at the sight of the child with the knives.

Oh that can't be good, right? I mean, kid looks like a mugger. Then again, I'm new here...you know what, let's not draw attention to myself. Keep going. His own person was somewhat intimidating anyways, what with the AGR-77 and katana on his back and the C-150 holstered on his hip, never mind the six knives also on his person and the two pairs of claws hidden in the wrists of his armor. With that said, he decided to stop at a store about a block from the group and take a look at the wares, which happened to include energy blades meant for combat use.
@LeavesSo sorry, I forgot your mention again. You're up.
Alicia Harnick

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Two
Location: Ragnarok-Butter Building, Kirby's Dream Land
Interacting: Cloud Strife@Holy Soldier
Mention: Banjo-Kazooie@Etherean Fire, Marx@Holy Soldier, Frisk Dreemur@Guardian Angel Haruki
Word Count: 321


The unexpected lightning attack that Cloud launched did exactly as Alicia had needed and not only brought the black hole creating puffball to a halt, but also forced him to begin closing off the hole in order to maintain control. The call from Frisk to not attack Marx was unneeded, the Striker was no fool. Similar patterns had opened up during the battles with Aksis and Oryx, where they couldn't be harmed or else risk harming yourself. However, this particular battle of epic proportions was more of a threat to the existence of this universe itself, since they were talking about a black hole.

Still, the Titan knew she needed to plan things out and began to do so. Once he was whole again, Marx would likely try a different avenue of attack, probably close range. The prospect made her grin behind her helmet like it would James; Titans and Hunters were as good in a hand to hand situation as they were at range, some even better. Of course, Alicia had her shotgun with her as well, making dealing with him in that situation fairly easy. However, it would be better for everyone if he didn't get that chance and so hitting him with the Disc of Thunder was still a priority. But she'd still need an opening. And there was only one person who she knew could help her in a decent way, since their leader didn't seem to be armed and the bear wasn't particularly fast.

"Cloud, I need you to hit him again as SOON as he's done becoming one again. Just a quick stun, that's it." As she spoke to her team mate, Alicia was already pulling the Bolt Caster free of the floor, holding the blade up and at a slight angle in front of her. Her stance indicated she was familiar with sword fighting and had no issues applying the blade liberally when needed.
Now to figure out an entrance...
Y'all mind a Spectre paying Frixion a visit?
Still here and still waiting.
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