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

[Orinon]

Dillon and Caim entered the Canteen, Dillon had changed popped into a room to change T-shirts that one being soaked with sweat not that you'd notice they were both were black anyway.
Dillon then sat down at the canteen. he felt like something fancy today, Vanilla Coke and a Hamburger. with a side of onion rings.
"Well We got one more nasty. where's Tomoya I haven't seen him in a while? I'm worried about that angel, And don't say I'm just not paying attention I swear these people are going everywhere."
Captcha Buck tooth: OK not creepy but Why Do I Feel like i's trying to insult me?

 

[NotYetForsaken]

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It warbled softly, raising it's "head" and looking the boy over once. Blackharte purred, or rather made a low and slow warble that sounded like a purring kitten.

"Can you understand me?" the young technopath heard.

 

[zombiekiller1907]

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"Uh huh..." He looked around to see if anyone was just tricking him.
"This is kinda weird. So you can actually talk? What are you?"
Dylan still can't believe that he is talking to a goo.

 

[bluerocker]

Caim and Dillon entered, with Caim listening to Dillon talk about something or another; when he saw Angelus with Cadolbolg, quietly eating (and occasionally feeding Cadolbolg a piece of ham or fruit).

With a soft 'voice', tinged with regret, he 'called', "Angelus?"

The blonde looked up, and upon a quick exchange of emotions nothing more needed to be said. He wasn't mad anymore, and there was no need to dwell upon it.

After Caim readied himself a plate covered in food and several cups of coffee for himself and the dragon, Caim sat down and happily began to tuck into his meal.

"Oh... Greetings Mistress Angelus, Master Caim and ... Cadolbolg."*The Knight said as she entered the Canteen and saw Mistress Angelus, Master Caim and Cadolbolg, she could tell that it was him and not her father due to the way that the little turtle looked at her.*

"How are you fairing after the battle? It seemed to take a great deal out of you and Master Caim."

Angelus smiled a bit more at the sight of the Knight, and with a small motion of her hand, waved her over.

"We're on the mend. You are correct in your notion, but we bounce back quickly. Nothing a little food and rest can't fix."

"You certainly know how to sugarcoat things..."

"Shh! How about yourself, Aftan?"

 

[NotYetForsaken]

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Backharte perked up, drawing himself out into a long tower about half of Dylan's height, "I am Blackharte, a construction of three point five trillion individual bio-mechanical nanobots that share a single consciousness."

Dylan stared at the amorphous creature as it talked.

"I belong to anther technopath, a black haired woman with red eyes. Her name is Alice, if my memory is not faulty," Blackharte sank to the floor and scooched over to the window bench that Red had frequented, "I am disturbed by the lack of my master. I am no longer augmenting the subroutines and repair systems aboard this vessel. I am without guidance."

Of course, anyone else who noticed the black creature and Dylan only heard Blackharte warbling in different pitches and tones.

"I do not believe what everyone aboard this vessel thinks," Blackharte slithered up to the window, "I do not think my master is killing for the sake of killing, or even making a point."

 

[Orinon]

Dillon looked at Aftan.
"Trust me you can adapt quickly, and the magic is coming from you. the lack of feed back is disorienting but If you can focus your emotions into it your can handle it."

He didn't respond to Puce, he had done wrong by Puce so he'd give him some time. He knew Puce would forgive him in time.

 

[bluerocker]

With magic... it is almost as if someone else is killing my enemy for me."*Aftan confided.*

Angelus gave a light laugh, and ignited a small flame in her left hand, and made it dance over her palm, causing no harm to the dragon.

"I am afraid I am a biased source in that respect. Being born with my fire, I could never imagine myself without it. It is an extension of my being, and who I am."

The scarlet flame disappeared, "I am certain the reason the flames, or whatever other element you use, do not feel natural is because you have not grown with them. To perfect the use of magic, you must treat it as an extension of yourself. The same is true with weaponry. Caim, Kingsblood, if you will."

Caim stopped eating, and held up a palm. For a fraction of a second, there was nothing. But out of nowhere, a black knife appeared in the previously empty hand. The dragon took the knife, and began to hold it aloft, her partner returning to filling his stomach.

"Just as you feel strange with magic, this tool in my hand is an oddity. It is not my talons, nor my teeth. Thus, I feel uncoordinated with it. Give yourself time, and you will grow into it."

As she handed Caim the Knife, Puce could have sworn, if only for a moment, a Wheel had appeared when the Knife disappeared. Or maybe a lack of proper nutrients were messing with his mind. Who knew?

 

[bluerocker]

"It still seems so unreal to me..."

"You are still new to it, right? You will grow into it the more you practice. Perhaps working with enchanted weapons would aid in the transition? I do know a walking repository of them..."

She glanced faintly at her partner, who was busy cleaning the remnants of his meal up.

"That is, if you think you could handle him. He can be a handful."

 

[StormShaun]

When Tomoya saw the whole event from the hanger unfold he looked clearly not surprised. "I knew that bastard was somewhat evil all along...hehe." He laughed as he walked to the canteen to refill his energy...or just to get a soda because he ran out in his room and wanted to refill his fridge.

Old mates meet again?

As Tomoya entered the canteen his could clearly saw Dylan talking to a mass glob of blackness. Being the only one on the ship that was here for most of the time, he knew this thing. It only reminded me of the first time when he came to this world. The first two people he met were Jack the Reaper his friend and Alice...a strange girl made of nanobots of something. Learning more about her, Tomoya knew the presence of Blackharte, her guardian.

Tomoya stepped forward and entered the mental/physical conversation. "How is Alice these days Blackharte. Haven't seen you two for some time." Tomoya said with a smirk on his face whilst also thinking his speech outloud.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

They do indeed.

Blackharte turned to the blue haired man, "Okazaki Tomoya, the Arch Angel of lightning. It is also good to meet you again," Blackharte melded partially with the ship's walls, "Master Alice is dead, and has been for a very long time. Red Mage is currently acting as a host for her spirit."

The technomorph spun his head around, "Okazaki Tomoya, please stop the crew from harming Red Mage, I have reason to believe he is trying his best to help this group of intrepid heroes."

 

[StormShaun]

I shall snip now!

Tomoya felt through his hair as he heard Blackharte's request. He nodded with him, "I don't want her harmed too. It wouldn't be good, but it seems that everyone has gotten angry because of him." Tomoya said and followed up with a shallow laugh.

"The thing we can only do is gather everyone together here and try to plead or ask them to not harm her or Red Mage even though I got a bad feeling why he left." Tomoya said with a concerned face on. Tomoya connected his computer watch to the ship as he started to speak into the comm system which spread his voice across the ship.

"This is Tomoya, I have just met a old friend and a associate to Red Mage. Us two wish to discuss a matter about him...or her. I really don't know his or her gend-. Never mind, just everyone go to the canteen, this might effect the group as a whole. Tomoya's voice stretched across the ship. Now he hopes that everyone comes and listens to Blackharte.

 

[zombiekiller1907]

"Tomoya, you know this thing?" Asked Dylan, who was still staring at Blackharte. He has never seen a technomorph before, and he was wondering if red would let him borrow it sometime.

 

[bluerocker]

There is a difference between being polite and being a doormat

Caim waved a hand,

"I'm fine. I've had to battle long before or shortly after a meal before. This will be no different. If I am to understand correctly, you want to start now, right?"

When the announcement went out, Caim frowned;

"So much for that."

 

[StormShaun]

I shall answer!

Tomoya looked at the new guy/Dylan and pondered for a bit. "Well I do, it was a long, long time ago. When Dillon or any of you guys were around, only me and another girl were around then and would know about this. He is indeed dangerous to anyone that would threaten his master. which I respect...but borrow...Red is the wrong person to ask." Tomoya said with a serious face which soon turned to normal as he pulled out a Pepsi Max.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Upon hearing Tomoya's request, Akane woke up. Stretching out underneath the covers, she cocked her head quizzically.

'I could have sworn I faceplanted into bed... And I most certainely was not tucked in...' She mused in thought.

Throwing the covers off her, she had a quick shower before dressing in a red kimono with white flowers on it, placing her swords into her obi. After making the bed, she walked out and towards the Canteen.

Swinging open the door, Akane saw most of the gang assembled. Spotting Aftan, she grinned.

"So, when I went to bed I remember faceplanting on it. When I woke up someone had tucked me in. Who do I have to kiss in thanks?" The Kitsune asked, her voice full of mirth.

Aftan tried to avert her eyes and eat something off her plate, even as her face went bright red.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

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Blackharte lowered his head in a respectful bow, "Okazaki Tomoya, you have my gratitude." The technomorph turned to Dylan next, "You will have to translate for me, young master."

Dylan was stunned, "M-me?"

"I can project my will through you, who can interface with machines," Blackharte explained, "It will save the trouble of Okazaki Tomoya having to verbally translate everything."

 

[zombiekiller1907]

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Dylan thought for a while.
"Ok then, if it helps, then I'm fine with it. So, how will we do this?"
He asks as he wonders what Blackharte meant by projecting his will.

 

[StormShaun]

Oh...it's you.

When Tomoya heard Puse he turned around and his expression seemed to come of him in an aura. "Oh...it's you." Tomoya said whilst drinking a pepsi max he got earlier. He had no idea what this man wanted, neither did he care unless it is a good cause...which has been proven to be 100% impossile according to the FBI/NASA's findings about Puse, he also found out about Puse's many strip club visits and drunk driving incidents.

Of course Tomoya could hack into their syste- Never mind. "Jets are nothing which you saw when you first saw us, this is major compared to that. The girl he protects is...strange, but it worries me more then jets. After all, when this is settled we have to take down the other monster...which has been using people...so that all of these things happen." Tomoya said as he sat down on a couch still drinking his Pepsi max.

 

[Moros]

Shanghai

A man stood at a window high up in a skyscraper, looking over all that he controlled. The country was his and nothing could stop him, except one group. Having sensed that all the other demons were dead, he knew that the group killing them would come for him. He intended to stop them before they got close. He turned to the council that had gathered here. "Gentlemen, as you know, the heroes are committing genocide while they make their way here. We must stop them before they reach our glorious nation. We should mobilize our military to meet the threat head on," the Prime Minister said with such vigor that everybody else agreed with him. Of course it also helped that he controlled all of them from the beginning. Mammon controlled the entire country.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

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Blackharte turned to Puce and stared at him deeply with his one green eye. A thin tendril separated itself from the main body and latched onto Dylan's neck. Suddenly the boy could no longer control his body.

The technopath turned to the small group and began to speak, "I am Blackharte, Red Mage's personal technomorph. I handle all things related to technology that he needs done," Blackharte paused and turned his gaze outside, "the mage has undoubtedly done something awful in your eyes. The massacre of two million civilians, and the number continues to rise. Yet I do not believe he is telling you the truth about his actions."

The group was bewildered, Tomoya sipped his Pepsi happily.

"'Interfacing audio files...'

"I want you to look up as many things as you can about the Ra Tilt spell."

"Master, I wishes to inquiry why."

"That... that should not be known. Just give me everything you have stored on Ra Tilt and the Philosopher's stone."

"Understood. Downloading requested data files... Download Complete. I am uploading them directly to Alice."

"That many, we're not going to get anyone to agree to this."

"Master?"

"We have to begin immediately, if we don't we won't have enough."

"Red Mage, Alice, Tabitha. Please explain what is happening."

"Did you hear that? They're blaming us for the destruction of St. Petersburg and Moscow... Might as well use that as cover."

(The sound of leather boots on metal.)" Blackharte sank low, his body quivered ever so slightly, "I believe that Red is preparing for a spell, and one that requires a massive amount of sacrifice. Of course, this is all speculation, but I ask of you. Do not attack Red Mage, whatever he is doing has been allowed by my true master, and my true master would not allow him to do anything so criminal without great reason."

Blackharte detached himself from Dylan and sank deeper into the walls, "I will continue to research the matter Okazaki Tomoya. When I find more information I will borrow the young master again."


Then the black mass vanished completely into the walls of the Rising Dawn.

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"And so Urumqi falls as well."

"That's only twenty seven million, we still need more. Much more."

"I'm trying my hardest."