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

[bluecrimson]

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She forces her smile a little bit more as the next bit of souls trickles in, bringing in in more cries of confusion, anger, and misery. [color=c20000]"I agree, although one should always prepare for when events go to Khyber. Small rule of thumb of everyone I've worked with back home, and it's gotten them through plenty. So then, how about we head downstairs? I don't think that dance will have all too much for me down there, but it's nice all the same."[/color]

As they walked down the stairs, her mental pleas for the people inside to calm down had little effect. [color=c20000]Is this what Xoriat feels like?[/color] The people at the dance seemed to mostly be enjoying themselves.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

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Jenny started to pick up on Slindis growing uneasiness but after all the trouble it brought her, she decided against prying into other peoples personal lives.
At least for today.
The pair made their way to the Dance floor as David and Door continued their reunion.
Blade and Hiryu were talking to the DJ's about arrangements for the actual Wedding.
After a minute of silence however, she just had to ask.
"Slindis...Is everything all right?"

 

[bluecrimson]

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She laughs nervously and rubs her left arm [color=c20000]"I'm just reminded of the last ball I went to. Luckily, the assassination was stopped with as little damage as possible that time, and I'm ready if anything should happen today."[/color] The voices in the die were starting to calm down, although she could still feel the turmoil of the numerous people residing inside. [color=c20000]Where are these voices from? They certainly didn't have clean deaths, and it seems like there's no way to free them.[/color]

Upon that thought, the souls in the die redoubled their frantic cries of panic and anger along with a small core of sadness overlapping it all. Slindis tried clearing her mind, but that made it worse: all she could hear was the voices from the die.

 

[Orinon]

Dillon awoke, he felt better a bit bu he sighed knowing he'd soon have to get himself twisted into knots.
but as he exited he saw everything was perfect.
tears formed around his eyes, everything was perfect to the last detail.
he was for once at a loss for words.

 

[mcpop9]

an old friend

In the new hell...
Dani had turned the old hell into an organized society for demons and other hell creatures to live in with humans as the manual labor force and their souls as currency.

Dani herself however, was in a state of panic. Millions of people dead and no souls to show for it.
"Hataki! get in here now!" she shouted to her assistant.

A young half succubus and half human came bustling into the room. She looked to be in her late 20's, a buisness suit on that was more revealing than one should be. "Yes Mistress Dani?" she asked.

"I need you to fetch for me a list of names... from the obituary of the US." the daemon requested.

"Of course Misstress. Any name specifically?"

"Yes, McDermott and Goode." Dani said.

Hataki nodded and left. She was soon back with the list of names.

Dani took the list and pace back and forth reading it. It was divided into family tress and Dani soon found her's and Daniel's.

No... Survivors... it read at the bottom of the list.

Dani read this over and over again, not believing it. Once it finally set it, a blood curdling scream was heard all across hell as the greif set in on her.

Spoiler: Hataki Benki

Name: Hataki Benki.

Gender: Female.

Age: 27

powers: can generate electrical electricity and the general powers of a succubus. (seduction, corruption, soul feeding off of lust)

Appearance: She is about 5ft 3in.

(this with wings)

Personality: A bit more open than her younger years. usually voices her opinion.

Bio: After her parents died at age six, Hataki was tossed around the family like a burden until she met her uncle who took her in and let her have free range of his house, he wasn't the most sane person in the world but she loved him like a father. she discovered the he was a black smith by hobbies and learned sword making from him, now she spends most of her free time perfecting a Katana-esce sword sh has been making since she was eight. He said that she would have to earn her stay, so she decided to go to T's B.S. to learn magic so she could stay with her uncle. Also is a night lover, only going out at day for class and wears sunglasses by doctor order because of her eyes sensitivity to light.

After descending into hell, she discovered that she was actually half succubus and that her mother was one. She changed and became more



Items: Her sword that she takes everywhere with her. she crafted it under the watchful eye of her uncle at 8 and has been perfecting it ever since.

The Castle.

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Dani and Lily had found Kazuya after a while, Lily rushing forward and hugging Kazuya in a big hug. "Hey Kaz, she's been all giddy over seeing you again." Daniel said to him. "We've been training since you left and Lily has a new form."

 

[Moros]

James had heard about the plague sweeping across the U.S. and was impressed. "I feel like contributing to this plague. Tharis, my second-in-command, tell our agents along the West Coast to release the Cobra virus [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cobra_Event] in major cities. I'm not going to let whoever did this take all the credit," James ordered. Tharis nodded before leaving to carry out his orders that would help wipeout America.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

OH SHIT CATFIGHT?

Akane grabbed Aftan out of alarm. "Are you alright Aftan?" She asked as she fished around for a handkerchief in her kimono.

Producing the small cloth she gingerly wiped the blood off Aftan's face even as the Sixth Phoenix began to glow gently and her face healed. Akane snatched the small wooden Succubus out of the air with her free hand and brought her close to her eyes.

"What is wrong with you? Do you have issues with the three of us loving each other?" Akane asked Kurumu coldly. Before the succubus had a chance to answer, Akane raised her head and shouted at Puce. "PUCE! TO ME, NOW!"

 

[bluecrimson]

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Slindis breaks off of talking to Jenny, her head aching with the voices of the dead. Trying her best not to stagger, she methodically walks towards Puce. [color=c20000]So many voices...[/color] Seeing a seat next to Puce, she calmly sits down, not wanting to provoke anyone there even if she could barely hear anyone at this point. [color=c20000]Please, I'm not here to harm any of you. Calm down, for the love of Tira...[/color] While sitting down, her right hand instinctively started rubbing her left arm as she tried to find a sense of self in the swirl of voices surrounding her.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

here we go....

"He's right! Gabrielle put that pistol down, now. Puce, please accompany us back inside the Rising Dawn. I do not wish for this to escalate any further and perhaps ruin the wedding we are guests at." Akane growled menacingly.

She shepherded the small group inside the Airship's hanger. Keeping a tight hold on the wooden succubus, she turned Kurumu to face the group in a circle.

"Kurumu, Explain yourself. Completely."

 

[bluecrimson]

Yeah, you don't have to worry about her moving.

Although she couldn't hear Puce due to the souls, Slindis gratefully took a seat while remaining silent. The most a passing guest would notice when they saw her is a young woman with a sore left arm that was slightly tired and nothing more.

[color=c20000]I had nothing to do with whatever's happened to you... please, stop accusing me of it...[/color] Closing her eyes only served to put faces to the countless voices, a good number of which thought she was responsible for their current plight.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Slindis is in a lot of pain, and also hods a lot of souls that do not belong to her....

Away from the party, in a side room, a portal ripped open, breaking both time and space. An old man stepped out from it, wearing an old suit from another time and age. A plain white shirt underneath a tan single breasted jacket and pants, with a simple Bolo Tie loosely around his neck, the individual held a large yet simple scythe in one hand and a golden invitation in the other. He looked like a cross between Clint Eastwood and John Wayne, both in features and clothing. He frowned, and his scythe disappeared into seemingly thin air. He needed to fit in, and his .357 Magnum was still in it's holster on his gunbelt.

He opened the door and stepped out, slowly walking towards the courtyard and the bar it had, where everyone was gathered. A waiter spotted him and merely saw an old man with his invitation, looking lost. With a nod of his head and a gentle direction towards the rest of the guests, the waiter sent the old man on his way. Dillon and Amaya knew many people, each one completely different from the rest.

The old man made his way around the dance floor, a sad smile on his face as memories long forgiven returned to him, never forgotten. He walked over to the bar, taking the seat next to a beautiful young Drow lady wearing a very tasteful and fitting dress.

"Pardon me young miss, may I have this seat? You look like you could use a friend at the moment, someone to focus on so you don't loose sight of yourself amongst all the voices." The old man said, his voice low and gravelly yet full of warmth and sorrow at the same time.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

"Well, fuuuuuuck..." says the Kitsune.

Akane reached out and placed her hand on Aftan's chin, raising the Grand Master's face to meet her eyes. "I am truly sorry Aftan. This is not your fault, the blame is completely mine to bear. I spiked your drink with a potion of my own concoction, massively increasing the effects of the alcohol you drank last night. I will do anything and everything I can to make it up to all involved, to you, to Puce, to Kurumu, to everyone. Gomenezai..." Akane said in a voice filled with regret and shame.

Releasing her hold on Aftan, Akane turned to face Puce and fell to her knees, bowing before him with her face touching the ground. "My sincerest apologies Puce. I meant to cause no harm to anyone with my foolish prank. Anything I can do to set things straight, I will do without question and without faltering. When Kurumu is better, I shall pledge the same to her as I am now before you. I am truly sorry..." Akane said as she wept in shame.

How could I have been so stupid? My actions have ruined a loving relationship, something I have never had until now, something so beautiful that I always hated but now cherish? How can I repent for my sins? I do not deserve to be forgiven...

 

[bluecrimson]

Slindis opens her eyes and gestures to the open seat next to her, not really being mentally there. The constant barrage of memories not belonging to her was starting to take its toll: memories of small things like what she had eaten that day were being eroded away.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Jack is not a bad man, he just has anger management issues sometimes...

Jack sat down next to Slindis, and the bartender walked over to take his order. "Whiskey, Glenfiddich. On the rocks, friend." he said, not turning away from the Drow girl.

"You have seen much in your short time, haven't you Slindis?" He began. "And yet now, you bear a large burden upon your shoulders, one you have no right nor responsibility to bear. Speak to me, tell me why you have a Philosopher's Stone exactly like my old friend Red Mage Statscowski. Speak now, before you loose yourself!"

 

[bluerocker]

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Ton Ton was a little sad that Kurumu decided to go elsewhere, but continued his duties. This late at night, he had to make sure nobody was hurt by the Dream Daemons. His woven lantern swinging side to side with a pale blue light.

[hr]isfd[/hr]

Hey, the minister's looking for you.

Angelus gave a heavy sigh as the drama subsided, and decided to try to find the bride and groom. If she remembered correctly, she was to aid in preforming the services for the wedding...

"Now where are either of them..?"

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Caim, on the other hand, was attempting to find his pact partner, Cadolbolg sitting lazily on his shoulder. His mind felt a little muddled, and upon seeing the people dance in the main ballroom, it gave him a small feeling of nostalgia of home; at least, before Imperial attacks were something to worry about. With a sly grin, (and some inebriation to aid the idea) he wondered if he could show the dragon some human customs. To see her flustered at being terrible at the practice was an amusing prospect, to say the least....

 

[bluecrimson]

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Slindis was now able to hear the voice of Jack cutting through the haze. [color=c20000][sub]"Good iuck charm from home, and it didn't have these powers. Loaned it to red mage, not knowing his past. That red mage had it for a half hour at most before I reclaimed it."[/sub][/color] The sounds from the party were still muted, however.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Slindis is loosing her mind...Lemme help with that.

"Hmm. Statscowski was always an interesting person. Did he have anybody with him? Last time I saw him, he had a young girl by the name of Alice as a companion. Perhaps that has something to do with it. That die is a soul jar, and it currently holds several million souls I think. There are so many, all packed together in there. If you hand it over to me, I can assure you those souls will get their safe passage to the afterlife." the Old Man said calmly to Slindis, taking a sip of his whiskey.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Sad Tails are sad...

Akane stayed on the floor, still in her bow even as Puce left and Aftan tried to clear her of blame. "I do not deserve forgiveness... Something I cherish deeply, the love of another, and I ruined it for others. I swore to myself that I would never love again, then I found the two loves of my life. Then I swore to myself I would never hurt another's lover again, and look what I have done..."

"I am a monster..." The Kitsune sobbed.

 

[bluecrimson]

Go right ahead with that.

She fumbles with her dress, eventually getting the die over to him. [color=c20000][sub]"So many... so sad...why do that...?"[/sub][/color] After letting go of the die, she was slowly beginning to regain her memories and slowly processed the sheer number of souls contained within the die, becoming horrified at the mere thought.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

D'awwwwwwww... Wait! Akane is still in her training clothes!!!!

Akane dried her tears as her two Knights helped her up. Aftan began to lead them towards the Ballroom and off the ship when Akane realized something.

"Wait Aftan. You don't mean to take me out there still wearing these clothes? I had no time to change before chasing for the intruder, but I need a shower and much a better kimono!"

Akane turned them around and they all headed for the showers for a quick clean, well...
Maybe.

[hr]The Old Man accepted the Amethyst Die from Slindis, placing it inside his shirt before dissipating it from the material realm, into his own personal plane, a place no other could reach. Pulling his hand out, he placed it upon Slindis' shoulder. She flinched, still recovering her senses before she noticed that the hand was not warm, but deathly cold.

"You are either very trusting of complete strangers, or incredibly foolish. But you are Good and True. Stand Tall, Slindis d'Tarkanan and be proud of yourself. You held a burden that would drive many lesser creatures insane in an instant, and you did it without complaint. Is there anything else I can help you with whilst I am here for the Wedding of an old Friend to his love?