The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

[bluerocker]

Devon | Rugal | Teri

The eldest of the trio nodded to Devon's request, [color=91AFAF]"The Ladies always appreciate a calming tune. If you would be so kind as to play one; for there are heavy matters at hand."[/color]

As Devon began to pluck at the strings, the youngest giggled, and pointed to the three, [color=91AFAF]"A blessed soul, a damned soul and a soul that doesn't know what to do with himself~! And a sharp dresser too... We do love red, you know. What a delight, isn't it sisters?"[/color]

The eldest sneered at Rugal when he assumed they were water elementals, and mumbled something under her breath about the ungrateful and forgetful nature of men.

It was odd, to hear them speak, for it was as if they were each the same woman; but at different stages of their life. As the youngest prattled on, the middle aged woman raised a hand and pointed at Teri, [color=91AFAF]"Remember, my dears; our daughter calls to us. We are here to heed her first and last request..."[/color]

The other two stopped and turned to the girl; who froze upon being acknowledged. However, after a moment, she spoke, [color=0E59E4]

"Ah, yes. Dear ladies, my request is not of gain or loss. Simply, a change needs to be made. Unknowingly, I have bound several individuals to my fate, and I would like them to have the freedom to make fate their own. In return, I shall do as you request of me. I humbly offer these items before you as collateral for this deal."

[/color]

The three women looked at what the girl had to offer, and nodded, the eldest speaking this time; [color=91AFAF]"It shall be done. My dears, the threads."[/color]

As the eldest said so, several strings appeared in many different shades of colors; a deep blue entangled with a blood-red, a [color=7C75AB]silver[/color] and a indigo; A [color=15650D]green[/color] entangled in a sapphire, an indian red with a frayed appearance, a [color=0F366B]navy blue[/color], a sky blue and a [color=3897E0]paleish[/color] string that was wound in a blocky manner. Each string, at some point or another, had connected to a single [color=0E59E4]plain[/color] string. In the end, it looked like an upside down tree; with the plain string as the main trunk and the others as branches. With a quick motion, the plain string was pulled away from the others, and the rest remained in place. Teri cried out in pain and gripped her chest as soon as their fingers touched the string; but they continued their work. There was a few more moments, and then all the strings reformed their tree; albeit without the trunk. The plain string floated on it's own; and then all disappeared.

When it was all done, the three women descended upon the girl and the two could hear whispering from the women; but nothing was legible, save for [color=91AFAF]"A guardian"[/color] to which a bottle of water was exchanged. After that the young writer gave a weak bow to the ladies before they disappeared in a wisp of smoke. After a few moments, Teri coughed a little, and began to drink heavily from one of her spare water bottles; leaving the table open for whomever wanted to speak.

 

[bluecrimson]

Slindis
She turned around and thrusted the blade through the man's shoulder, pulling it out to reveal a crackling wound from the rapier as she leapt to the side and got clipped by one of the wild swings from the other Blade user. More annoyed than anything else, she chanted a defensive spell to blunt the damage from the wild swings as she prepared herself for the next attacks from the two.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal
Rugal watched as Teri did.....whatever it was she did.
For all the time he spent on this earth, Magic was still something that baffled him to no end.
"...I grow weary of all the magic in our world...I really do. All it seems to do is make things more complex and harder to understand. I remember the day where you could get by merely with strength and smarts, but now, seems like everyone can pull a favour from some divine power to do anything. I miss the good old days...." He sighed as he glanced at the writers.
"...So you wish to return to the group now? Just I know first hand some of the beasts here are....difficult to kill..." He warned as he looked at the pair, somehow feeling that something was off.

Slindis
The would-be Grappler found himself with a large bleeding wound on his shoulder and even the blade attacker failed to do any real damage.
So for lack of any better ideas, they tried again, the Grappler now attempting to trip the drow up to allow his Teammate to attack her while she was down.

 

[bluecrimson]

Devon | Rugal | Teri

Devon felt slightly uncomfortable when the fates mentioned a damned soul and spoke up when they left. "Teri, I don't know if I mentioned it earlier, but I ended giving up a bit for my training with Lucifer. Not much, just [sub]fiftyyearsinhellwhenIdie.[/sub] Nothing too much, considering what we're up against."

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Drop Group #1: | Aftan | Altea | Akane | Angelus | Cadolbolg | Gabrielle | Jake | Ton Ton
"I'm still here Aftan, and I can explain the friendship. Whilst you two went out watching sunrises, guess what the lazy pair of us did? Play video games on the Herkybird. Man, I miss that plane, it was cool." Jake piped up, hoping to dissuade the inquisitive Knight.

He was energetic yet still tired, and he trudged along behind the three steadily. He dared not to use his Author Powers to craft a pep him up.

Then he tripped. Taking a few extra quick steps, he just managed to regain his balance before hitting a tree.

"Ow. Oi Knights, wait up please. I wasn't close enough, didn't hear your footsteps going over that branch. Fucking hell, how does Rugal manage being blind?"

Akane giggled a bit. "Ara ara Jake, what are we going to do with you? Hey, does anybody have a rope?"

"I ain't no doggie! Oh wait yeah I am, nevermind... *Sigh*, collar me..." he said in mock outrage before swapping to sarcastic acceptance.

 

[bluecrimson]

Slindis
She caught herself as the man tried to trip her and lashed out with a stab to the man's kneecap, keeping the men off balance while she was fighting. [color=c20000]I'm wasting too much time here. I've got to get going![/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Slindis
Her defensive tactics paid off as the pair remaining realised they weren't going to get anywhere without help so they began to hobble away, hoping to get some re-enforcements.
Lest until they walked out into the open, 2 shots from the marksman going all Rambo in the centre of town was all it took.
Kill-stealing aside, her way was now basically clear as the entire living population was too busy combating David, Elena and Saya to bother with her.
So she picked up the trail of shoe-steps again and followed them into one of the huts.

 

[bluerocker]

Devon | Rugal | Teri

Teri, after finishing up her bottle of water, she looked at the two with mild confusion, [color=0E59E4]

"Devon, you did WHAT?!"

[/color]

She was about to reach for her quarterstaff to knock some sense into her Writer friend, but wobbled a little before sitting back down, [color=0E59E4]

"You know what... I'll beat sense into you later... Ugh, man I didn't think the Weird Sisters liked inflicting nausea... I'll be right here. You go on ahead..."

[/color]

There was another pause and Teri realized that this may be her moment to get the truth out of the King of Fighters, and added, [color=0E59E4]

"Actually... I need to talk to Ru -Mr. Bernstein about something. Could you please go on ahead, Devon?"

[/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Devon | Rugal | Teri
Rugal gave Devon a strange look on the topic of selling his soul, clearly he showed extremely poor judgement.
And that's why kids shouldn't be given such power.... He thought as Teri addressed him.
"Ah, well, if this is about the drop pod, I'm sorry for the rather close call. I'm certain Viscus enhanced the accuracy of the pod to make up for the static interference, but he must have over done it. Must have him checked up on, his proformance has been lagging...." He said as he awaited what Teri was going to say.

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Teri, Devon

He nodded, taking the sleeping bag to one of the tents as he started relaxing and getting ready for sleep. Sure, this wasn't like any camping trip he'd ever taken, but he needed to get some more energy for the events that were sure to happen tomorrow. "At least she didn't kill me like Courtnee would have if I had told her that... I need to get my mind off that. Dwelling on that won't do any good now, and there's no time for that drama."

Slindis
As she followed the footsteps, she entered the hut and took a few breaths to calm herself. The fighting that was taking place here wasn't challenging, but getting lax wouldn't be a good idea.

 

[bluerocker]

Rugal | Teri

After Devon left the scene, Teri typed a few things on her Tablet, speaking as she did so, [color=0E59E4]

"I need to know how far you are involved with a group known as AIM. When Dimitri went to the Rising Dawn, he read the first line of your letter, so that Viscus would show up promptly. What he did not intend to find was... Well... This."

[/color]

She held up the Tablet, and winced the footage and documents found by both AI were displayed; especially the clips with Bruiser involved. When it all finished, she pulled away her tablet, and looked at Rugal dead in the face, [color=0E59E4]

"I haven't told anybody because I wanted to give you the benefit of a doubt; but I still need to know... Are you... Are you greenlighting all of this? I know you're working with Viscus, and he's involved but... I didn't want to believe it. You wouldn't authorize such things after Tomoya ravaged New York; would you?"

[/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal | Teri
The expression on Rugal's face began to sour as Teri began talking about AIM and the Cartel.
Then she played the video....It wasn't bad enough that the Roid Monkey was now back to his former self, but the fact he felt the need to record it?
His blood began to boil and he was already thinking of how to fire him.
Then he realised just how screwed he really was.
A Massive joint offensive against key US targets, 1000% Profit, countless deaths, Viscus had stabbed him in the back.
"...Viscus... Of all people, Viscus! The truest of the true... This is the worst betrayal of all!" He shouted, lashing out at a tree and nearly felling it in the process.
"....Bison, yeah; he was always corrupt, of course. Wesker, yeah: an idealistic, unpredictable loner. All the others, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah! But not Viscus. Has he gone crazy?" He raved to himself, though even as he felt the knife of betrayal cut deep, part of him was sad that he never came up with the idea.
"....Viscus has side-stepped my command, We put safeguards in place, but now...I did not authorize this..."
Then Teri remembered something, something else Rugal was extremely talented at.
Lying.

Taking Minor control, Sorry about this mate. Hope I do them justice.

Slindis
She found the door to the hut ajar and sounds of...crying?
Realising this was the right one, she drew a rapier and burst inside to find-

"HOLD IT! I HAVE A.....gun...Oh.....Sorry..." Riki threatened the drow, aiming his .44 at her before he remembered who she was and lowering it.
Somewhat confused, she looked around and found 2 dead tribals, each one taken down with a single shot to the forehead.
He holstered the gun and finished undoing the crude rope the tribals tied Kud up with.
She seemed shaken, but no worse for wear.
"...Riki..."
"Told you I'd save you..."
The loving scene was broken up by gunfire from outside and David shouted "I'd like to remind you, I'm not Racist! You are all just assholes!"
"Right...Let's get out of here."

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn
Time: Night​

BlackHarte

"Terminate them and get moving. Their reality has already broken off from their original thread. No point in keeping an extraneous world around after all," BlackHarte frowned and massaged his temples thoroughly, "things that aren't OC's give me a fucking headache. Maybe a little more so than dealing with an OC, but not by much. Everyone is so troublesome."

He picked up his mug and sipped some coffee before flipping through the elven book once again.

---​

Rosario and Vampire... (?)
Location: Yokai Academy
Time: December 31st 2008​

Armageddon

Armageddon rolls 28 with +13 base modifier for [b]Great Chaos Firestorm[/b].

Armageddon fell backwards from the attack, only Moka's really, as the washbins did not hurt him, and the ice melted before it could even attempt to pierce his fine black armor. He took a step back and placed his two hands together, fire spread from within his armor and consumed his arms. The warhorse whispered a quick prayer the the Witch of Izalith, the Bed of Chaos, and the Mother of Pyromancy before raising his hands up into the air and said indifferently, "Be consumed and bother me no longer. CHAOS FIRESTORM!"

Twenty Eight great pillars of magma and fire burst forth onto the school grounds, incinerating and devouring the dirt, trees, houses and nearly the entire school grounds. The lava spread outward and tore apart the scenery in great waves, cresting with winds of heated air and embers. "Sorry Director, it looks like your school did become a target for the Chaos Servants."

Her turned to leave, walking out toward the ceaseless magma flows and vanishing into the billowing ash.

"BlackHarte, when did I become your errand boy."

---​

The (Un)Real World
Location: The Writer's Beach
Time: January 15th​

Armageddon | Mark

The one rule that he had to follow, was that his power and form was restricted based on the native level of the dimension he traveled to. So naturally, as soon as the dark fire splayed forth in the realm of no magic, did Armageddon step out onto the sand nothing more than an actual armored warhorse, much to his personal or rather equestrian chagrin.

He took a gentle step forward, and his black iron horseshoe sunk deep into the sand on the beach. The weight of his armor would indeed be an issue. He could feel the sand rushing at him already. He was slowly and steadily sinking. But like any rational sentient creature, Armageddon picked himself up by the boo straps and hopped, literally, over to Mark's bungalow before banging his head on the door in lieu of actually having to find the doorbell ringing device while trying to avoid standing on the sand.

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Avatar Adventure
Location: Corrupted Forest
Time: Night​

Kyre | Kurumu

"I understand that you can't ever see me as anything more than as a child," she sighed sadly, as she hugged Kurumu back. The pain was going away, but her shadow did not return yet, "So all I ask is that no one ever takes you away from me... in any way." She was smiling sadly now, a fake smile that she grit her teeth to put on.

It didn't matter to her that Kurumu already had someone. Puce could be easily disposed of, the only matter was time and circumstance.

"I'll be happy if I can just hold you whenever I want."

 

[bluecrimson]

Slindis
Slindis nodded and barked out a command. [color=c20000]"Stick close to me if you want to get out of here alive."[/color] She began making her way through the streets, making sure to touch her left arm to blanket a major street area with fog: the signal Slin had told the group about earlier.

 

[bluerocker]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Drop Group #1: | Aftan | Altea | Akane | Angelus | Cadolbolg | Gabrielle | Jake | Ton Ton

Angelus was struck dumb at the notion that Cadolbolg wanted to fight for her's and Caim's sake; and embraced her brave little boy, "We are always proud of you, little one; regardless of what you do... However, I do not think Caim and I will settle for quite some time. He is still full of energy to fight, and I will always be by his side. Come now, let us find him and deliver the news..."

She got up and tapped Jake on the shoulder, "Jake, Ton Ton, Cadolbolg, and I are going on ahead to find Caim and Teri while you get your things sorted out. We'll see you then."

Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri

After the spear broke the stone hand, Caim found himself flying backwards and felt his back land into a tree; knocking the poor thing over. Now it was Ella's turn to be over Caim, a position she was not slow to notice, "Ooh~! What a gentleman, letting a lady take the lead.."

That was when Caim struck, bringing his family sword in an arc and making the Succubus jump back in surprise. When he forced himself up, she balked at his strength. Clearly, this pact thing made humans tougher than they looked. After he was up, she could see that the weapon in his hands had changed to a strange and vaguely familiar Scythe; and he charged her with it. When the first strike made the weapons bounce off each other, she heard his mechanical voice roar from the PDA;

"I don't care if any women swoons over me! They aren't- They aren't the same as her! They never will be!"

What was this? Did the succubus touch another nerve? Before she could contemplate the thought further, Caim was coming at her again with the Scythe.

[hr]asdf[/hr]

Teri was relieved for a moment, and then the horror of what she realized struck her. He could easily have been lying to her. He had done so to the Heroes time and time again. Why wouldn't he lie to her? She wasn't special. The realization of that hurt her far more than she could have imagined. Of course she wasn't. This was a cartel-lord, and mass criminal. Why would she influence him? Bring out the good in him? What a joke! She bit her lip to prevent the tears from coming, but like many other times before, she wasn't very good at keeping them under control when she was upset; even if she was good at saving face after a good cry. A choking sob escaped her throat, and then she grit her teeth, fury breaking through her as much as the sadness. The tablet shook as her conflicted emotions poured out of it:

[color=0E59E4]

"I can't believe you! Even after all this, the trouble I went to make sure that I could ask you first; because I [u]really[/u] wanted to believe you. I show you the facts, and yet you STILL LIE TO ME! You've got some nerve, Rugal Bernstein! Of course, being self-obsessed might do that to someone. Tell me right now why I shouldn't email this to the whole camp? Because I'm really [b]fucking[/b] tempted to start a witch hunt on your ass! And, no, don't even think about death threats, because I just brokered a deal with the Fates! No one is connected to me anymore!"

[/color]

It was quite funny, on an objective scale, to see the girl had turned just as red as her (former?) friend did; even though she had no physical chance against the King of Fighters. That didn't stop her from gripping her staff in a combat ready pose. A shame no-one would see how furious the little Cleric could be if pushed.

Dmitri's Home: A.I. Vermilion | Dmitri

Dimitri smiled again at the thought. If it were his way; he would happily return to the time where his main concern was making sure the Tablet ran properly. [color=3897E0]

"That is very true, Ms. Vermilion. I wonder... I was created in a hurry; I wonder if there are other flaws in my programming I need to watch out for?"

[/color]

That was when his home began to shake again, and Dimitri rose to the occasion of maintaining his home.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal/Teri
Rugal clenched his fist, It was clear he was being set up, she knew it, she wouldn't have waited this long otherwise.
Sheer boiling anger filled his entire being as he began an enraged growl.
Despite her resolve, she couldn't help but feel pure terror race though her system as the crime lord took a step forward.
Then he burst out into a sprint at the writer, shiftly disarming her, grabbing her by her robes and going to slit her throat right there and then.
All anger in Teri disappeared and was replaced with sheer panic and fear as she closed her eyes as her death neared
...
...
...
...
She peeked out and saw Rugal staring blankly into space, all the rage was gone, "What the hell just happened?" was written all over his face.
Right before he went for the kill, it clicked.

Viscus had won, He had lost.

He dropped the cleric and walked away, completely shocked at this outcome, without breaking a single rule or guideline set to control him, Viscus had still beaten him.
It was like he was 18 again, he had lost.
Goenitz was right.
Thus he returned to the main group, his expression remaining in a completely shocked gaze.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Slindis
Riki and Kud nodded as he carried his lover while following the drow.
David was still firing at the remaining Tribals, sending them Elena's way as the Fog appeared.
"And about damn time!" He exclaimed as he tagged along with Slin and Co to safety.
All and all, it was a rather successful rescue.
Though David was going to punch Riki in the face for racing off like that and making things harder for the group.

 

[bluerocker]

In those vital moments before Rugal was about to close in for the kill; Dimitri found an anger of his own rise in his breast; filling his body and digital soul with pure hatred for the man that made his Madam suffer so. Thus, the send was made; and everyone on the Rising Dawn who had something digital on their person now knew of what Rugal was involved with. Even if his home were to be crushed seconds after this; he would be happy to know that his Madam would be avenged. No one hurts his Lady and gets away with it. In his haze of anger, he did not notice the new message on the screen until things had calmed down again.

[color=3897E0]

"What now?"

[/color] he wondered to himself as he began to open the message.

[hr]sadf[/hr]

Teri didn't move from the spot even after Rugal had gone back to camp; being frozen in shock from the ordeal. Why didn't he kill her? He was clearly about to forgo on his promise a moment ago. What made him stop? Teri shook her head in confusion, and numbly forced herself to get her staff and hide under a nearby tree. If Rugal was back in camp; she didn't want to be anywhere near him. Shivering under the tree in question, she sniffled as she was crying again; the full pain of everything that just happened washing over her. No connections to her creations, the realization that one she looked up to was a phony, and Bruiser being back to his former glory. Everything was too much. As she started falling asleep; she wondered if the death would have been such a bad thing after all...

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Offline now

After the moment had passed and Rugal had fled, Dimitri opened the Message

Subject: Thank you

To: Dimitri

Message: 
On behalf of the Viscus Mk3. and All of AIM's personnel, I would like to thank you for ensuring that once Subject: Arch Angel Tomoya has been defeated, VISCUS will be the driving force in the new world.

As we speak, I am taking steps to have AIM save the world, something the Rising Dawn is unable to do it seems.

Why am I sending this to you?
Because even from the moment of my formation, I was never a program, I was Brain Scan of one of the most intelligent men in the history of man.
So I can do the one thing very AI's can dream of:
Lie

Rugal Bernstein didn't order the attack, I did.
The messages you have sent will result in a 99.9% chance of a fatal incident that will result in the death of Rugal Bernstein.
There is nothing you can do to stop it.

I thank you for your persistence.
Persistence in Failure.

/Viscus

The second he processed it, the Message deleted itself.
There was nothing he could do to stop Viscus now.

 

[bluerocker]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Dmitri's House: A.I. Vermilion | Dmitri vs. Viscus

Dimitri remained frozen as the full gravity of what just happened filled his digital mind, the final paragraph:

The messages you have sent will result in a 99.9% chance of a fatal incident that will result in the death of Rugal Bernstein.
There is nothing you can do to stop it.

I thank you for your persistence.
Persistence in Failure.

echoing painfully as he understood what had happened. His breath quickened, a motion entirely unnecessary in AI programming, but still remaining in his, as he leaned against a wall of the room.

[color=3897E0]

"I've signed his death warrant... User: Rugal Bernstein is dead because of me."

[/color]

Vermilion looked confused at Dimitri as he contemplated this. "Dimitri? Report status?"

Dimitri looked at Vermilion; horror coloring his face paler than usual; [color=3897E0]

"Viscus. He's played us as Mozart does the piano. It's because of me... I led to Rugal Bernstein being framed and spreading chaos to my User! I am no personal assistant! I am a Golden Apple aNd... [b]A[/b]nD.... I... D[b]o[/b]... noT... I... [b][u]DOES.[/u] [u]NOT.[/u] [u]COMPUTE[/u][/b]!"

[/color]

Digital static tore at Dimitri's form and Vermilion realized what was happening. As Dimitri felt he failed his functions; he was trying to destroy and reconstruct himself into what he believed to be a better form of himself. The "New Dimitri" would be a different entity entirely; even if the base data was the same. Essentially, it was an AI's form of suicide.


Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri

Teri looked at Lucifer in surprise, but realized this was indeed a dream, and decided to take it as such; [color=0E59E4]"Tell me about it... I almost died two times today, and by the same man no less..."[/color]

To Teri's pleasant surprise, she could talk properly here... Yup, definitely a dream.

She buried her head in her knees, and her shoulders shook a little, [color=0E59E4]"I'm so stupid."[/color]

"Why do you say that?"

[color=0E59E4]"I trusted a man who could have easily cut my throat; I... I looked up to him when my heroes wanted nothing to do with me. All because he promised he wouldn't hurt me. How pathetic is that? Are you sure God wanted me to help save the world? Because I'm doing one shitty job at it."[/color]

[hr]asfd[/hr]

"THEN A FOOL I WILL REMAIN!"

Caim screamed through the PDA as he switched to Slaughterism and attacked back in one fluid motion. The green longsword's glow was a good contrast to the rest of Caim; light from the blade dancing as he swung it back and forth at the succubus.

Drop Group #1: Aftan | Altea | Akane | Angelus | Cadolbolg | Gabrielle | Jake | Ton Ton

"THEN A FOOL I WILL REMAIN!"

Angelus was torn from her reverie of watching the children when she heard that familiar voice scream through her mind. She had forgotten that she had set up the block between them. When she reached into their minds to remove it; she found that a similar one was erected by Caim in place of the one she had. She focused her mind for a moment, and then began tearing through the woods. If her fool of a human was in trouble, then she would be there to aid him. That was part of the deal, after all.