The shadow was supposed to be a third individual. A shadow archetype, fittingly. And the third individual would recognize you as an intruder, so I dunno. But elucidation is more likely to be found in listening than acting.
League Of Sidekicks 3: Future Perfect -- Closed and Over...
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VuvuZelaMan said:
Okay... I'll go back and edit my post. Do you think I should be more of an outsider in this dream?
"You would be surprised what a basic scythe could do. And not everyone can use guns, some powers lend better to a sword than a gun, just like mine. Though I do tend to use both." Minus said as he pointed his hand at the wall. A spray of bullets rocked and smashed into the wall, going through 3 of the walls, plus a servant.
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The door opened slowly, Oliver's room was completely empty. The bed was unmade, large enough for two people, yet it seemed as if some-one got up in a hurry, or disappeared in one.
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The door opened slowly, Oliver's room was completely empty. The bed was unmade, large enough for two people, yet it seemed as if some-one got up in a hurry, or disappeared in one.
Hivemind looked around and checked his H.u.d. 100% power? What the heck and it says charging? What the hell? He looked around for someone he knew. "This map is sooo out of date. Not to mention the warrant on my laptop is probably in the shitter." He swore for the first time in 10 biological years.
Jason had left the others when they had arrived in Eurasia, taking off to what little remained of the mansion. Vines and other plants had grown over most areas, and most of the Mansion was now too dangerous for humans to traverse so they simply stayed away. Jason burned what he couldn't simply find a way around, creating a bright orange light to all those who bothered looking up this way anymore. A large tree grew in the center of the mansion, ruined parts of the mansion now intertwined in the trunk.
At the bottom of the trunk sat a large slab of stone, shaped into what appeared to be a tombstone. As Jason got closer, he could distinguish writing, which he could only clearly read after brushing the dirt off the surface of the stone:
Hear lies Lucifer... a trusted ally and long standing friend. He fell bringing down the greater evil, a being known as Amaranth. May this tree forever stand tall and remind us of the man who fell saving us.
Jason recalled writing the first sentence but he didn't recall writing the last sentences, nor planting the large tree which the stone had been resting on. Jason placed the tombstone back down against the tree, turning away so that he didn't disturb the peace anymore then he already had. He walked over to where the trapdoor had been, and luckily it was still intact. Jason climbed downstairs, and to his amazement the bottom floor of the mansion was still intact. Jason snapped his fingers, and the torches lined along the walls burst into flames, lighting the path all the way to the main room.
Jason walked to the main room, grabbing a torch off the wall and holding it out so he could see. It appeared to be intact at first glance, but Jason noticed that his room's door was open. He pushed it open and placed it in a wall bracket, letting it illuminate the rest of his room. The desk was thrown on its side, the bed scorched along with most of the walls. The only thing that seemed undamaged was a ring with a dark black onyx stone set were the gym would be. It was intricately designed, dragons intertwining at the bottom of the ring and then going up towards the stone. Near the stone, their mouths were open and appeared to be eating the stone. The moment Jason picked it up, the fire flickered, and something in him settled.
I see that you have finally found a way to understand me... A low voice echoed. It seemed to be echoing from the walls, but when Jason looked around he could see no one.
Your a fool. You cannot see me... I am inside of you.
Jason just ignored the voice, and it eventually stopped speaking, but that sense of someone else being there didn't go away. Jason stood back up, placing the ring on his middle finger and looking around the room for anything else useful. He found a note, and sat down to read it.
I have left my ring here in case anyone decides to come looking for me. My ring is special, unlike anything you will ever find. There is something inside of me... someone, who's power far exceeds anything I previously thought. Only with this ring was I able to unlock their true potential, and now I am leaving it here before I go to kill the one named Minus. I don't know if I shall succeed, but if I don't at least the secrets of my ring will not fall into his hands. He has already killed my brother, and stolen what little power Curtis had, including something very precious to him. Please... if you find this note, then it means I failed, and I need to ask something of you. Avenge me, go to Bright Grove and kill the one named Minus... I have left a recollection of everything I have discovered in a book underneath the tree upstairs.
-Jason Cole
Jason looked down, tucking the note into his pocket and standing up. Everything in his letter made sense, and now he needed to know what had happened in the years since Jason's real time. Jason grabbed the torch, and walked back up to the tree, peeling away a root to find a chest. He pulled the chest out, burning off the lock and opening it to find an intricately designed book. He opened the book and sat back against the tree, beginning to read from page one.
"Future Me is a Genius!" Ashe yelled out. He had finished reading the notebook, and realised what all of these weapons were. Each had been enchanted more than once. It had taken his future self a few months to figure it out, but had finally found a way too. He had melded metals together. Instead of just enchanting one large piece of it, he enchanted it piece by piece, some with all the same, some different.
He now knew how to enchant things differently, but it might take him a while to get the process down. He was going to follow his own instructions carefully, trying to make a simple strength and speed blade first.
He now knew how to enchant things differently, but it might take him a while to get the process down. He was going to follow his own instructions carefully, trying to make a simple strength and speed blade first.
Dren took a bottle of pills and stuffed them into a pocket under his greaves. He looked around the armoury and his eye caught a gauntlet in the corner. "Where do you get this" He asked in a semi hyper tone.
Magus just went with his instincts and followed them to Darian's location in the dream. He tried moving from shadow to shadow, and then stopped once he was within ear-shot and eye-sight of Darian's conversation with the Shadow.
"Around, Where I get most of this stuff" Minus said as he moved swiftly over to Dren. He picked up the gauntlet and gave it to him, "I never knew what this was, but it looked cool, and some people need weapons to cover their fists, so I leave it here.
<spoiler=Fjeld>If this is a power up, remember you still need to PM me the details of it...
<spoiler=Fjeld>If this is a power up, remember you still need to PM me the details of it...
"This is mine" He said as he put it on, instantly his armour glowed bright red and then dimmed. "This was mine, it was locked away after I died"
Darian looked around frantically. "..."
A figure falls from the lights into the darkness, revealing its form. The figure looked like a younger Darian, dressed in a tighter version of the Umbra uniform without the outer mask, but in pure white.
"What...?" Darian looked confused. My... "Shadow uniform?"
The figure... glid down to Darian, speaking in a cold tone - oddly like the demure tone Umbra used earlier. "You cannot master what you do not accept." The figure dissolved into the light.
"Who are you?"
A figure falls from the lights into the darkness, revealing its form. The figure looked like a younger Darian, dressed in a tighter version of the Umbra uniform without the outer mask, but in pure white.
"What...?" Darian looked confused. My... "Shadow uniform?"
The figure... glid down to Darian, speaking in a cold tone - oddly like the demure tone Umbra used earlier. "You cannot master what you do not accept." The figure dissolved into the light.
"Who are you?"
Magus unconsciously crept closer, he began to become increasingly concerned about Darian, and suddenly found himself standing face-to-face with her. He opened his mouth to ask her what was happening, but when he did so, it was as though someone else was speaking through him.
It seems I've been incorporated into her dream.
It seems I've been incorporated into her dream.
Darian looked around, panicked. "H...how?" How did she disappear?
The colors inverted; now Darian was clad in white, standing in the light. The other figure stepped into the light, shrouded in black, before fading away.
"So you're..."
The figure reappeared in front of Darian. "You cannot control what you won't accept." It turns to leave again.
"Wait." Darian said, grabbing the figure's arm. "I think I get it now."
The figure turned around, smiling. "In that case..." Its mask dissolved, and Darian was forced forward into a kiss.
Darian embraced the figure, and the black-clad warrior departed.
The colors inverted; now Darian was clad in white, standing in the light. The other figure stepped into the light, shrouded in black, before fading away.
"So you're..."
The figure reappeared in front of Darian. "You cannot control what you won't accept." It turns to leave again.
"Wait." Darian said, grabbing the figure's arm. "I think I get it now."
The figure turned around, smiling. "In that case..." Its mask dissolved, and Darian was forced forward into a kiss.
Darian embraced the figure, and the black-clad warrior departed.
So the ridiculous part of the dream sequence is over. Now Magus won't be 'incorporated' as such, but where was he when they started?
When he first entered the dream... I'd say he was 50 ft away from Darian, and before he was suddenly jerked in front of her, he was 25ft away. When he was in front of her, I'd say he was about six inches away at the most.
Why yes he would've been, wouldn't he? Now read the scene and remember that the "shadow" figure may not have been corporeal.
Shortly after snapping into position in front of Darian, Magus found himself kissing her. He wasn't sure how it had happened, or why, but for once... he didn't really care either. At least until she pulled away, looked at him funny for a moment, as if she were seeing someone else, and then he saw the surprise on her face.
"Darian?" he said, blushing, "What? How did I get here? What is this place? I know we're in your dream... but I'm guessing this place has some meaning to you..."
He stopped short... catching himself smiling.
"Darian?" he said, blushing, "What? How did I get here? What is this place? I know we're in your dream... but I'm guessing this place has some meaning to you..."
He stopped short... catching himself smiling.
Darian opened their eyes and saw... Geoff? Of course, now was the perfect time for her dream to become lucid, so it did. Wait a minute, if this a dream then... Her skin color reddened further at the implications. "Oh, um, w-we're nowhere. Just an old h-hangout..." WHY DO I NOT HAVE MY MASK ON?
Magus tried to move away from Darian, but found that he was rooted in place. He tested his voice next.
"Umm..." he said.
Well at least I still have control of that.
"Darian?" he said to her softly, "Your face..."
"Umm..." he said.
Well at least I still have control of that.
"Darian?" he said to her softly, "Your face..."
"Yeah..." Darian said, turning back but still not able to look Geoff in the eye. "Yeah, that's my face." Her right, scarred eye, twitched slightly. "Well, you've seen it now, huh Geoff?" she said, chuckling despite - or maybe at - herself. I'm just glad that Shadow faded when she did Darian thought, naming the figure after her former identity. If she'd gone further...