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

[Orinon]

Dillon found himself among the other heroes and rugal he looked at his old nemesis.
He was crouching above them, he could drop down on rugal it would be so easy to thrust the tip of his blade down Rugals spine paralysing him for a few moments until death took hold.
However the need for revenge didn't seem so strong.
He observed as the heroes fought, the henchmen were out of ammo and grenades he drew his swords. Red Fear in his right, and Excalibur in his left.
Without a sound he dropped down behind the henchmen his wings making his descent silent.
He then attacked a crowd of them catching them by surprise.

 

[bluerocker]

Rugal, Slindis, Melethia, Garm, Teri, Lupito

Teri's tablet let out a cry of protest, [color=0E59E4]

"Mel! I'm pretty sure he has feelings! Here, how bout this?"

[/color]

Waving her hands, the Cleric cast Create Water

(18 seconds till the next level 0 spell)

over the smelting iron, causing an enormous sizzle to fill the room and steam to fill the air immediately. For Rugal; it was almost like visiting the sauna again. In fact, the steam didn't really seem to affect any of the main party.... Save for the wolves and the Cleric who made it in the first place. Squishy and Witherwings took to it well enough, and continued their efforts to take down what few enemies were left, even if the heat was a bit much for their liking.

Angelus, Caim, Cutie Bruisers, Devon

Angelus, Caim and Ton Ton looked at each other when they heard about the VIPs being locked up; and nodded, knowing perfectly well what that meant. Tomoya had found his Author and imprisoned him; regardless of the Author's consent.

With a furrowed brow, Caim motioned to Devon,

"Hey Devon, sounds like another one from your world showed up here as well. Seems Tomoya has him imprisoned... Maybe we could use him for a hostage. At least, a fake one for Tomoya. Gods knows who this one has under his thrall..."

 

[Orinon]

Once the steam had disposed of the enemies Dillon silently snuck up on Rugal.
Rugal found a red edged blade pressed against his throat.
"Give me just one good reason to not separate that treacherous head from your overly broad shoulders. Just one."
The others saw this scene unfold, however they were in surprise these people hadn?t known Dillon or the Pain Rugal had sadistically caused him.
Rugal meanwhile would have to be as calm and diplomatic as he could or dillon would give him a very close shave.

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Slindis turned and gave Dillon a bone-chilling glare. [color=c20000]"There's five reasons in this very room. Let me warn you right now: one drop of Rugal's blood is a gallon of your own."[/color] Dillon could see that the woman was someone that was likely Rugal's equal in fighting skill, and the young girl pulled out blades from her bag to get ready to attack the man. Not to mention the huge wolf that was giving off a low growl.

"Get your filthy blade off of Wheathair right now." The young elven girl was eyeing the man up and looking for the best place to strike the man.

 

[mcpop9]

The Stella bot smirked. "Hang on, i have something that should jog your memory." she said and quickly created some of the horridly and outlandishly drawn up court documents that ever existed. She printed the abominations out and held up a hand, signaling for him to wait here.

She quickly ran down to the printer and back to the room with the papers in hand. "Can i get your opinions on these papers Phoenix?" she asked him, handing Phoenix the monstrosities. They were bound to make him puke if nothing else.

 

[bluerocker]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Teri's aura, although kind and soothing to those involved in the slaughter of the Angelic forces, felt distinctly cold to the boy with the golden wings. With the wave of her hands, and some chanting in the language of Celestials, a longsword of force found itself pointing at the small of Dillon's back, the tip very faintly touching his skin through the material of his shirt:

Teri casts Spiritual Weapon! A weapon made of pure force springs into existence and attacks opponents at a distance, as you direct it, dealing 1d8 force damage per hit, +1 point per three caster levels (maximum +5 at 15th level). In this case, if it hits, the longsword will do 1d8+2 points of damage! 30 seconds before the next casting of 2nd level spells are avaliable.

Spoiler: Spiritual Weapon

Spiritual Weapon
Evocation [Force]
Level: Clr 2, War 2
Components: V, S, DF
Casting Time: 1 standard action
Range: Medium (100 ft. + 10 ft./level)
Effect: Magic weapon of force
Duration: 1 round/level (D)
Saving Throw: None
Spell Resistance: Yes
A weapon made of pure force springs into existence and attacks opponents at a distance, as you direct it, dealing 1d8 force damage per hit, +1 point per three caster levels (maximum +5 at 15th level). The weapon takes the shape of a weapon favored by your deity or a weapon with some spiritual significance or symbolism to you (see below) and has the same threat range and critical multipliers as a real weapon of its form. It strikes the opponent you designate, starting with one attack in the round the spell is cast and continuing each round thereafter on your turn. It uses your base attack bonus (possibly allowing it multiple attacks per round in subsequent rounds) plus your Wisdom modifier as its attack bonus. It strikes as a spell, not as a weapon, so, for example, it can damage creatures that have damage reduction. As a force effect, it can strike incorporeal creatures without the normal miss chance associated with incorporeality. The weapon always strikes from your direction. It does not get a flanking bonus or help a combatant get one. Your feats or combat actions do not affect the weapon. If the weapon goes beyond the spell range, if it goes out of your sight, or if you are not directing it, the weapon returns to you and hovers.

Each round after the first, you can use a move action to redirect the weapon to a new target. If you do not, the weapon continues to attack the previous round?s target. On any round that the weapon switches targets, it gets one attack. Subsequent rounds of attacking that target allow the weapon to make multiple attacks if your base attack bonus would allow it to. Even if the spiritual weapon is a ranged weapon, use the spell?s range, not the weapon?s normal range increment, and switching targets still is a move action.

A spiritual weapon cannot be attacked or harmed by physical attacks, but dispel magic, disintegrate, a sphere of annihilation, or a rod of cancellation affects it. A spiritual weapon?s AC against touch attacks is 12 (10 + size bonus for Tiny object).

If an attacked creature has spell resistance, you make a caster level check (1d20 + caster level) against that spell resistance the first time the spiritual weapon strikes it. If the weapon is successfully resisted, the spell is dispelled. If not, the weapon has its normal full effect on that creature for the duration of the spell.

The weapon that you get is often a force replica of your deity?s own personal weapon. A cleric without a deity gets a weapon based on his alignment. A neutral cleric without a deity can create a spiritual weapon of any alignment, provided he is acting at least generally in accord with that alignment at the time.

With a slightly mechanical voice ringing from a Tablet on the girl's side, Dillon heard, [color=0E59E4]

"Ditto for the both of them. And one more thing... Garm, to me."

[/color]

From there, another large wolf appeared, wandering to the girl's side with a look that could kill.

The air hung tensely in the air as the standoff between the women and the boy held out.

 

[Orinon]

Dillon backed off.
"Filthy? This blade is a blade of nobility, something you likely wouldn't understand if you side with a power lusting monster like him." Dillon sheathed his blade, he body was different but the same bitterness was there.
he looked at what he guessed were henchmen or Rugal sizing them up.
He stared at slindis theyre eyes locked into each other, she could see a strong spirit in those eyes, and pain much pain and sorrow.

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Slindis coldly walked over to the man, and the woman had a definite presence as she kept a withering glare on the man. [color=c20000]"I do not care what your history with this man was, but a drop of his blood is a gallon of your own. Do not test me."[/color] There was no panic or stuttering in the woman's statement: only the cold finality of the executioner. If Dillon could sense Auras, he could see that hers was overwhelming, with an Aura of Good mixed in with vast reserves of Ki.

It was clear that the woman didn't a weapon to take the man down. In addition, he felt an odd void within her. Although he didn't know who she was, it was clear that she was someone that you did not want to be on the bad side of.

Melethia continued to eye up the man, ready to attack should he try anything funny. Surprisingly to Rugal, the wolf went by his side to back him up.

 

[bluerocker]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Teri moved the Spiritual Weapon away from Dillon's back, but her eyes remained steely as the weapon remained at the ready. If Dillon could sense Aura, he would have noticed that like Slindis, she too had an Aura of Good that radiated about her. However, it was different in the fact that Positive Energy melded and meshed with it; giving those around a light bit of healing; as well as making her aura much easier to detect. Even now, he could see a small cut on Melethia being mended. On the flipside, Dillon only felt a cold chill when he was near to the Cleric; no doubt something that was in the girl's control.

The black wolf by her side only growled as her gaze remained, and anger fueled her distaste as her Tablet continued speaking for her, [color=0E59E4]

"Well, Dillon, it seems that your brash nature hasn't changed. But as my Master says, don't do anything stupid; or it'll be your head."

[/color]

Wait, how the hell did this girl know who Dillon was, much less his name?!

 

[Orinon]

Dillon's wings flared
"Ok Lady you better start explaing who the hell you are and how by the shadows of shakuras yoiu know my name."
Dillon was getting a bit nervous, he was worried these weren't people whom could be reasoned with, he could sense something good about them, this was perplexing, these were not the sort of associates The Rugal he knew would keep the Rugal he knew had collaberated with mad scientists, Evil Warlords, and Psycopaths.
He sighed.
"You leave for a short amount of time and everything you know is flipped on it's head. Next You'll be telling me Tomoya is evil."
everyone stared at him.
"what?"

 

[mcpop9]

While dillon was catching up with the times, he felt a note slipped into his pocket by invisible hands.

if he were to open it and read the note, it would read as follows:

Spoiler: note

A picture of the Uchiha clan crest bore the top of the note, its corner was spattered with a bit of blood, somebody who he held dear to him's blood.

"Dearest Dillon, it seems your wife has gone and given herself up for a greater whole. On the down side i own her soul now, more or less stole it but you get the point. You want her back, the first step is Aperture."
Read the note, a few more drops of blood splattered around the page before the bottom. A black blob with a signature next to it.
"-Nya" it read with a ps. line below it.

"P.S.Babies make such great batteries."

 

[bluerocker]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Glaring Dillon back in the face, Teri did not even flinch when the wings flared. Garm's growl increased, but Teri kept a hand on the wolf's side, keeping the beast at bay,

[color=0E59E4]

"I am Teri, 7th Level Cleric of God. I used to aide in Writing the events occurring in this Universe; but that tie has long been severed and any characters bound to me are free to do as they will. The point being is, Dillon, I have read about all that you've done in this Universe. And you don't want me spilling your every little secret to the group before you. Got that?"

[/color]

Clearly, she was still sore about what had just transpired regarding Rugal; or else she wouldn't have just played that card. Slindis and Rugal knew this very well. She gave her silver staff a light tap on the floor to emphasize her point, and continued,

[color=0E59E4]

"As for your question, yeah; Tomoya turned Evil on us and we've been having to deal with hoards of Angels since. You know, they can be a bunch of self-righteous bag of dicks, if you ask me."

[/color]

 

[Orinon]

Dillon was trying to absorb this.
"Ok let me get this straight, you used to be a god, and know everything about me but don't understand human emotion or have any sympathy because you don't understand why I threatened the spawn of the devil over there oh wait Rugal apparently isn't evil anymore, Tomoya's evil and wants to destroy the world, and apparently Rugal cured cancer since apparently I'm such a bad guy for trying to Punish him for RUINING MY LIFE.

Did I get all that? Because I'm seriously thinking I appeared in a parallel universe where everything is screwed up, either that or someone gave me some bad acid."

 

[StormShaun]

Dark Tomoya.
Location: Blackhawke, Central Chamber.

The battle on the ship had dropped less blood then his previous massacres but people were killing in the most artistic ways. Tomoya only smiled as he closed eyes and checked himself to see how far his repairs were coming along. His lightning powers had already re-fueled but thanks to his transformation into a Demon prince he can only use half the powers he had before.

His shadows powers on the other hand were still charging but since his angel side was corrupted the shadow side of him had only gotten stronger as the seconds pass. "I don't need him I guess, heh ... good. I'll have my final stand and even if I am defeated, I'll still wipe out this universe with me." Tomoya laughed to himself and the echoed radiated in the empty, dark chamber which was only lit by the center of the massive blackhole generator behind him.

Now he didn't care about his so called 'master' but now ... he was his own being just like before this whole corruption deal. "Hope that kid dies ... same with the other one." Tomoya said in a quiet voice.

The ship was half against him and he could feel many, many familiar souls on board. The one he worried about the most was his best friend who was captured by his previous master, a smirk on Tomoya's face appeared and he decided that he would the poor guy out.

The trio.
Location: Blackhawke, VIP Cell Section 1. (Near science labs)

As Shaun was stuck in his cell he was suddenly locked off by a field separating the cell and hallway. "Fuck! He yelled out as he started to punch the field, only leaving a jelly like sound. "Wait ... he wouldn't kill him. He would use him, but ... I guess he would do that." Shaun said to himself but suddenly saw light come from the transparent but unclear field. "And there he goes."

On the other side of the field a kneeling Storm waited and a gun loomed over his head.
"I can't kill you, not unless someone else does. Why did he name you that!" The cloaked boy yelled out as he lowered the gun. Another click allowed the Spartan to speak. "Why are you doing this? Storm said calmly. "Because I won't let me to get hu-" The kid said but only was interrupted by a incoming horde of crazed crew wielding cooking knifes, swords and everyday items.

"Get up and protect me."
"Like I have a choice" Joked the Spartan and he stood up and faced one end.
"Can you take the other side?"
The kid laughed and looked behind him.
"Ahaha, stupid ... you still don't know who I am?" The cloaked kid giggled once more as he muttered two words and a sword appeared into his hand. "Dark Excalibur"

Spoiler

The unholy dark sword appeared in the kid's hand.
"That's cheating ... plus I like the series that sword is from" Storm said as he unleashed his energy sword and one of his pistols.

The Main group. (For when you get near the VIP Prison section, but take your time and such.)

Whenever the group or characters neared the science bay and prison cells they could see that most of the crazed Angels were heading towards the same place. When they got closer they felt the cold chill of evil surrounding them. The group could also hear groups of death and agony.

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Slindis kept a hard stare on the man. [color=c20000]"The last count the news reports had was somewhere over one and a half billion dead as a direct result of his actions. Rugal, on the other hand, has been here since this problem arose. Before you go accuse him of directly causing this shift, keep in mind that he can't make a profit if the entire world's dead. Honestly, it doesn't matter what happened in the past, because every minute we waste here is another minute that Tomoya has to attack the planet with whatever he's got planned."[/color]

From the cold glare, the young elven girl next to Slindis still wasn't fond of him. "Is it starting to make sense, you thickheaded dog? Or do we need to find some footage of that New York City getting completely destroyed for you to understand?" For anyone that knew the green-haired girl, the fact that she was clearly saying each word was another clear sign that she did not think much at all of this man.

Sadei, Teri's silver quarterstaff, had huge problems with how rash this man was and mentally communicated it to Teri. Oh come on, if he was watching over the whole thing from space, how could he not see the huge doomtastic fleet of doom? It's pretty hard to miss, you know.

Slindis spoke up again when she noticed the insults to her student. [color=c20000]"Just to let you know, Teri is a human first and foremost. These authors are just as flawed as everyone else, although some of them can see sense better than others. Now then, you can stop throwing the insults around just because you're out of the loop."[/color] Now, there were two things that Dillon could note here. One was the fact that Slindis mentioned authors, as if she had personally met more than one. Second was that this Drow was at the wedding which seemed to be an eternity ago, albeit in a much different outfit.

 

[bluerocker]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Teri was almost about to relax a little around Dillon, and allow those around her to explain the situation; erring towards the sympathy of one being locked out of the loop; as well as having just dropped the bomb about being an author. It was a lot to take in, after all. However, when Dillon spoke as he did to her, especially the part about 'understanding human emotion'; any shred of sympathy she had flew out the window. With a growl, the spectral longsword was at Dillon's throat, her aura flared to the point of near blinding those who could sense it and Teri (via the tablet) screamed,

[color=0E59E4]

"[b]YOU SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH[/b]! SHUT IT [u]RIGHT NOW[/u]! DON'T YOU DARE TALK LIKE YOU KNOW JACK SHIT ABOUT ME!"

[/color]

She stood there for a moment, and took several heavy breaths before continuing, her face very red in her anger,

[color=0E59E4]

"Look, Dillon, I understand that things have been a bit off for you when you've been locked out of the loop; what with being dead or whatever the hell it was you were doing. But let me get one thing straight; that man over there? He's been working his ass off to stop an Archangel who got corrupted by God knows what when he could be making profits from the madness. In fact, I used to be scared of him. But now, he's earned my trust. And you want to know how? That man there, helped all of us out multiple times when he could have let us fall to our dooms, literally, metaphorically and every other permutation of 'y' that you can think of. He's been doing his damnedest to organize the Rising Dawn together, work out strategies and who knows what else to keep our operations going smoothly!"

[/color]

Getting that little bit out of her system, the blade lowered a little. But, Dillon could see she was far from done,

[color=0E59E4]

"And Ms. Slindis is right. I am no god, nor do I claim to be perfect by any means. But that does not mean I don't understand human feelings or lack sympathy. Hell, I have to fight everyday to make sure I'm not overwhelmed by them. But that does not disregard the fact that you are trying to kill someone who means a lot to me. Yes, I am aware of many of the cruelties Mr. Bernstein has committed; but you know what? Saying that he ruined your life only means one thing.

[/color]

The sword had fallen away from Dillon's throat at this point, and the Cleric's aura moved back to it's normal level of intensity; this time feeling more forlorn rather then angry. This too reflected on Teri's tired expression, which looked somewhat on the verge of tears. Then again, being angry does that to some people.

[color=0E59E4]

"Amaya, Luna, or anyone else you claim to love or have loved must mean nothing to you, if you think that Mr. Bernstein's actions have ruined life for you. And quite frankly, I find that sad more than anything.... Now, I've wasted enough time biting your head off... Apologies, Ms. Slindis, for delaying us further..."

[/color]

With this being said, Teri turned her head towards Garm and leaned into the wolf's side, shaking from the sheer anger she unleashed, as well as re-feeling the wounds Dillon unknowingly opened in his spiel. The thought of a ruined life reminded her of the universe she had lost not too long ago, the notion of not comprehending emotion recalled the Shadow that continually threatened to conquer her mind should she not keep it in check, and just mentioning the term "spawn of the devil" made her wish that she knew how her missing love was doing... If Dillon thought that the faux 'God' before him lacked feelings, then he was dead wrong.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal, Slindis, Dillon, Teri, Melethia, Garm, Lupito

Rugal watched the heat, steam, water, ice, beasts and the unseen effects of Melethia's Deathmark.
He was feeling somewhat redundant, though he was proud of his "Family" and their prowess for Combat.
As he went to make his way towards the next room, he was stopped by the touch of cold red metal on his Adam's Apple as Dillon made his presence known.
"...Didn't you hear what I said back in the hanger!?..." He shouted, while he got why he was trying to kill him, His hearing seemed to be selective.
Still, he talk him down provided that no-one else got invo-

[color=c00000]"There's five reasons in this very room. Let me warn you right now: one drop of Rugal's blood is a gallon of your own."[/color]
God Dammit... He thought, while they could most likely take Dillon, it wasn't going to help them in the slightest.
Not to mention he didn't want to bring up the whole "Attacking Dillon's home and nearly killing him and his family" thing, Least not now anyway.
What followed was Dillon trying (And failing) to justify his attempted ambush to them, Rugal attempting to get a word in between the two parties, "Now lis-....If you'd just let me-....Can we just all cal-.... Technically, I didn't ruin your life, I just attacked you-...".
Either way, he was pushed out of the argument as he was "Defended".
He had to admit, it was nice to not have to have a highly paid and somewhat corrupt lawyer do it.

Then he claimed that Teri didn't have human emotions.
Oh why the hell did you have to say that?... He thought as Teri verbally tore Dillon's spine out and flossed her teeth with it.
Once she was done and went to calm herself down, He said "...Now then, Shall we just get back to task at hand, Dillon?..." before motioning the group to move on before another wave of enemies arrived.
However, once they dispersed, He grabbed Dillon's arm and whispered [sub]"Training Room, Rising Dawn, No Holds Barred, Once this is over."[/sub] before moving on, giving Dillon something to motivate him on the task at hand.

Now he had to look forward to apologizing to Slindis yet again for his past catching up to him.
Damn that Teenage Bastard...

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Phoenix Nemesis

Phoenix nodded as he took the papers in his hand and looked over the horribly badly made Legal Papers.
To say how bad they were, it was a Bill for the US State of Mississippi banning the ability of the Federal Government stop them from allowing the state to passing a law...
...allowing them to Ban the ability of the Federal Government to Ban such bills.
".....wut?....* (What?!) he merely said as he sat down and read them.
This was the most brain damaging thing he had ever experienced after his mutation.
To Dani, it looked like he was going to tear his hair out if he still had it.
Not even bothering to even try to correct it, he instead turned over the page and attempt to make a complaint about said bill.
Using a Tentacle to grab a pen, he then finished his well constructed argument, quoting several existing laws and regulations, against it with
"...You fucking morons."

 

[mcpop9]

The Stella bot rushed forward and hugged him. "Yay you're back Phoenix. I knew horridly constructed legal documents would force you back!" She said happily, hugging the giant mutant.
"I'm sorry you had to look over those papers, but they were the only way to drag your mind back to its old state." she explained to him, looking up at his lovable face.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Phoenix Nemesis

While it was coming back to him, Phoenix still had quite a few kinks to work out before he could really be considered "Fixed".
Still, it was a great start all things considered and for the most part, he seemed to be glad as well, though it was clear he was still reeling from that mental nightmare of a bill.
"...lee dal....dumb..." (Legal Dumb) He said, showing that speech was still hard for him.