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

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

After something attacked Cortex, the first thing Bison and Wesker did was check the Transfer: 74%.
"Alright, no lasting harm done then. All units, be advised, unknown target in the area, Everyone split up and cover more ground, Wesker out." The STARS leader ordered as his men began to shatter.
[color=6C1504]"You Fool! They won't stand a chance now!"[/color] Bison berated.
"....So?...Keeps that thing busy, More spoils for us!" He answered as he looked around the room and found no trace of whatever attacked Cortex.
[color=6C1504]"Ahhhh...Clever..."[/color] Bison answered as he and Wesker guarded the Server room, making sure to lock it from the inside.

Meanwhile, Luna was still in her evolutionary state when Viscus soon landed nearby, the souless AI unaffected by the field of emotion she was giving out.

"Target sighted : Terminating."

He said as he unfolded his wrist mounted Shotgun, aimed at her head and went to fire.

Elsewhere, Dillon kept his guessing game going, Leaving Rugal outside his comfort zone.
The constant feinting made guarding properly extremely hard.
Come on...You are a child! make a Mistake! Rugal thought as he looked for an opening.
He took the chance to slip on a pair of Spiked Knuckles, if Dillon got hit with one of those, He'd feel it.

 

[The_R3d_Fury]

The Red fury blasted another stealth trooper as he moved, being careful to avoid hitting the civilians. The slide stayed back on his Browning as the last bullet thudded into another enemy. He ejected the clip and loaded a new one in.

"There HAS to be another way to do this! What if we disconnect or disrupt their cerebral harnesses? I can make an EMP if I can get to some sort of maintenance shed!"

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The cargo plane landed, and Debora hooked the tome back onto it's clasp at her hip and patted the wrinkled out of her skirt. The cargo hatch for the plane lowered and the Blue Magician stepped out, squinting in the setting sun.

A soft seaway wind tousled her hair, and lifted her cape calmly into the air. She smiled softly at the general peace of the airport.

Under the whirring of engines, she made out a whisper in the wind.

"FIREBALL!"

"WINDY SHIELD!"

The sky above JFKIAP exploded with dazzling fire, littering the area with embers, and filling the orange sky with smoke. Debora stood next to the cargo plane surrounded by a wall of impenetrable flowing air, the fire churned helplessly around it. The figure in red came walking calmly toward the plane, red cape billowing furiously in the wind.

"I've come for the boy," he boomed, the voice of the Red Mage resonating over the plane.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

The heroes gathered to fight their foe, but there was one among them who stood out.
[color=004E00]"Don't worry, Doom's got this scrub. He doesn't lose..."[/color] The self proclaimed Monarch said as he walked out to meet the Red Mage on the runway.
[color=004E00]"Hey, aren't you that guy from London? put Bruiser in a Sewer? Oh man, That was you?! Shit, if Doom knew that these chumps were trying to stop you, I'd have bodied all those noobies!"[/color] He bragged as Red Mage walked past him.
[color=004E00]"HEY! Listen to Doom when he is talking!"[/color] Doom shouted as he grabbed Red Mage's Shoulder.

All the while, Darren was sobbing as his apparent death neared.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

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Red Mage turned to Doom, his green eyes soured by some insane bloodlust. There was a shift in the air, the fire that burned fell silent, and the sound of the world ceased. Red grabbed Doom's hand and gently pried it off his shoulder. The Red Mage turned back to Debora, fuming. He opened his mouth to speak, yet nothing came out.

"Those whose voices have been used for evil shall perish under my magic. I am the Magus of silence, the most feared of all mages. Those who sow the seeds of destruction will perish under the uncaring gaze of their gods. Chaos words be no more, sound be no more, let silence reign upon this land so that peace may prosper."

Doom felt something cold wrap around him, and envelope his body. It lifted him up into the air and threw him at the gathered heroes, Debora in particular.

"Villain, be quenched. Villain be vanquished. The march of your armies have halted, and I am victorious. All of your magic is purged from this plane. My magic is the only magic that exists now, my will the only will the Gods obey."

There was no sound, the flying jets were silent. The swirling winds mute. Crackling fire calm, and Darren's sobs muffled. All the world seemed disconnected to everyone in the fight.

 

[bluecrimson]

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Slindis grabbed Darren by the collar and smacked him on the face. [color=c20000]"Get a hold of yourself! We'll handle the threat in front of us, so there's no need to collapse. If nothing else, I'll stand here as a final line of defense."[/color] Since she still had a hold on him, she ushered him to the cargo bay area. It was close enough that she could keep an eye on the fight, but far enough that she could flee with him if it was needed.

Tajuh took the time to size up Red Mage while drawing that unusual blade again from his wallet. That Doom was likely to be a nonfactor due to the bravado he was spewing around, but there was the others onboard the plane that he knew little about - a major variable in the success. In any case, we've got to finish this before authorities come racing here. Tall order, considering our location.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Darren reeled from the slap to the face, wasn't something he was used to and certainly not from a Drow.
Slindis pushed him into the Cargo Bay, Upon which he took the chance to pry open one of the un-used Storage Containers and locked himself inside.
If Red Mage was anything like he was in AA, He was dead already....
"God.....Why are you doing this to me?!" He sobbed to his god, no one hearing it.

Doom flew like a rock through the air until he managed to use the Jetpack in his armour to stop himself from crashing into the ship.
He turned in the air and hovered above Red Mage.
[color=004E00]"You think that was going to stop Doom!? He runs a Country you know!"[/color] He shouted, referring to a side project that Darren never competed and will most likily never pick up again.
Doom Landed on his feet and held his hands out.
[color=004E00]"LET'S DOOM EQUIS THIS *****!![/color] He shouted as his molecular shield tore up parts of the runaway at his feet and flung them at Red Mage.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

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Debora read quickly from her book, mouthing words that gave no sound. The world was still silent around the Mage in Red. As Doom have his boast, that Debora lip read, she ducked and watched in horror as the air above her rippled with two invisible arms. At this point she couldn't get up, her legs had bent as far back as they could and she collapsed onto her back. The fall knocked the breath out of her.

Suddenly the noise of the world hit the heroes and the mage again. Sirens, wind, the crackling of flames and the tearing of tarmac. Cloth flapping violently in the embers.

"DIGGER BOLT!" the mage roared, his voice seething with ferocity.

Lightning arced from Red Mage and struck Doom in the chest before leaping toward Tajuh.

Debora lay on the floor, trying to regain her posture. Yet the cold wet hands wrapped themselves around her. She screamed as the Mage in Red lifted her into the air.

 

[mcpop9]

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The shotgun hit square in the head and there was a poof as the clone disappeared. During the time bruiser left and Viscus arrived, she had created a clone as a distraction.

Coincidentally, that had also meant that the Riolu had finished evolving. The majorly grey blur was too fast for The robot's sensors and Luna was soon behind him.
"Four palm!" she shouted, hitting all of his torso connecting joints extremely quickly utilizing her byakugan that had awakened because of her evolution. She combined the gentle fist style with forcepalm, resulting in a deadly poke that sent the robot off of his feet and into the air.


"Eight palms!" The new lucario shouted, hitting all of his mid limb joints, elbows, knees. The sent him farther.
"Sixteen palms!" she shouted, hitting him in the joints again for a total of twice a pop; Sending him even farther.
"Thirty two palms!" she shouted, hitting him a total of four times in each of the joints.
"Eight Trigram Sixty four palms!" she shouted and sent him through a number of trees, finishing the sequence and sending him flying into the ground, leaving a crater that was similar in size to Luna's prior.

"You never touch my family." She vocalized in english.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Signing off after this

[color=004E00]"WEKRNWONAWONRACWNXFPOAAEGOREJGOENAGXLVGEBGVICGICBAEPGXIRIGJBEPRGIBAEPGBGBCÍBÍGBPEG,ERGCEHGZRGRGZRGCEGZSGCTHXBAEHCSRESXHXGRTTERE
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"[/color] Doom spazzed out as the lighting hit, flowing though his armour and thus though his entire body.
Once the lighting ended, Doom slumped to his knees and weakly groaned [color=004E00]"Doom....is still....[sub]Top [sub]Teir......[/sub][/sub]"[/color] before blacking out.

Viscus
The machine, although designed for such beatings, was extremely damaged by Luna's skillful display, his legs torn apart, his Arc Reactor smashed.
The AI recorded that for her file and was already planning ways around that for the MkII Armour.
For now, He had one last thing to before he shut down.
He made a effort to advance after Luna as she walked off.
"...Even after all that?" She sighed at the broken robot before stomping the machine's head and crushing it.
In his armours final moments, he parted ways after his Plan B/342351245 was set into motion.

The red eyes of the Machine faded as Luna walked away, only then realising a dart was sticking out from her thigh.
She pulled it out and examined it : Aperture 102432525 Codename: Oroborus.
It was the Power suppression serum that Wesker used to subdue Stella long before Luna was even born, Fortunately, it was only designed for humans and it had little effect on her body as opposed to completely depowering her.
Luna's Attack slightly fell
Luna's Defense slightly fell
Luna's Speed slightly fell
Luna's Sp. Attack slightly fell
Luna's Sp. Defense slightly fell
{*Wolf Whistle* Man, That was pretty hot!} a Voice Luna had quickly grown to hate chuckled as Bruiser walked into View.
{I'm impressed! Not many people get the jump on Iron Man here, but you really showed him, huh? Well, now I have some good news and some bad news.
Good News, We got what we came for, Your dada's Nest Egg, Going to hop up in our little VTOLS and live happily ever after.
More Good News....I'd gladly hit that! Over and Over!} The machoke said as he checked out Luna's new body.
{Bad news.....I'd gladly Hit that....Over and over....} He repeated in a far more menacing tone as he stood ready to fight.

Spoiler: Dart

It's like the goggles, it does nothing to her skills, just a basic stat reduction and in Pokemon, it's only really bad if it's "Harshly Fell".
I was planning to use that in a more dramatic way in the Arc, but seeing how there was no way Viscus was getting up from that, I'd thought It'd make the fight with Bruiser more interesting.
Will post again tomorrow, Night

 

[bluerocker]

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"There's the nuisance we've been waiting for!"

Caim readied himself by gripping his family blade and beginning with a leap into the air, ready to bring the blade down.

Angelus, on the other hand, readied orbs of flame and began to launch them in tandem with Caim, making sure to weave them around and past the warrior (so as not to singe him).

 

[StormShaun]

Snip.

Cargo bay.

Seeing the two moving to the cargo bay, Tomoya decided to follow them. Seeing Slindis, Tomoya was about to ask where Darren is but sensed his presence from a near by container. Walking up to Slindis, Tomoya slouched against a wall. "If he comes in here my elemental attacks will make sure he can't get close." Tomoya said with a frown. Tomoya would like to send this tranny to hell.

 

[Orinon]

Dillon and Rugal were having their match, he was careful, he was collected he didn't need to be too rash. He wanted to wear down Rugal, He was well aware that Rugal could cause plenty of damage.
Meanwhile that which had harmed Cortex was now waiting at Dillon's complex, if any of Rugal's punks tried to approach they'd learn that the turrets would be the least of their problems.

 

[bluecrimson]

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Tajuh smoothly moved out of the way of the lightning bolt and closed the distance in the same motion. He has plenty of magic, but let's see his combat skills are. A few quick slashes were directed at the mage, none of which provided a large opening for an counterattack due to their restrained nature.

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[color=c20000]"That's reassuring, Tomoya. Mind keeping an eye on him? I need to see how the situation is out there."[/color] It took a minute to withdraw the rapiers and the small dagger from her pouch, and she saw Deborah being choked by the magic hands. Responding immediately, she threw the dagger at one hand. It froze the skin around the area that it impacted and returned to her hand for a second toss.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Noble

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Tajuh felt his blade glimpse an invisible wall, and Slindis' dagger did nothing to weaken the Mage's unfeeling arms.

"Insolent child," RM said terribly. Debora screamed again, grasping at the arms that held her with her hands. "Without your lungs, you cannot incant," there was a swiftness in the air, and blood took to the air. Debora screamed shrilly, crimson liquid defiled her blue shirt, flowing from two puncture wounds in her chest.

As Caim lunged with a volley of fireballs behind him, a great sweeping wind batted them back toward the cargo plane.

"Do none of you realize what I do, I do for all of our world! No one will have to die needlessly anymore! No body will have to die because some monster wills it for entertainment!" His arms swirled around him, and tore a gash through Debora's torso, splattering her blood and tissue onto the tarmac.

Red Mage turned his attention away from Debora, throwing her broken body off into the air. The space around him shimmered with his construct arms, moving at enormous speeds to shield him from bullets.

Red Mage stared at Mark, his green eyes filled with fire. Ice leaped from his stance and enveloped Mark, encased him up to the neck in clear crystal. As the flames burned around them, and the skies darkened into night, with maelstrom of wind and water, the Mage suddenly stopped, and dropped all his magics.

He looked at Mark, his eyes dazzling but his voice seething with anger, "Why?" The mage in red shook uncontrollably.

And in an instant, the blood suddenly ran from his cloak, wounds hidden by the crimson cloth. The gun had gone off, and more bullets filled the air from all directions, unmindful of Mark's safety. The mage stood his ground, and looked at the writer captured before him. His green eyes faint, and lit by the floating embers. "Why."

And another gunshot rang through the airport tarmac. Debora, or what little was left of her, held onto a smoking pistol, the blood soaked the ground beneath her from the missing portion of her torso.

It had penetrated the Red Mage's skull, and the droplets of blood ran down from his forehead.

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The plane was surrounded, a dozen, maybe more, SWAT vans had arrived, and black armored men had taken positions around the group. Their rifles aimed at the entirety of the strange cast. When the Red Mage fell from the gunshots, the police force charged in.

 

[bluecrimson]

When Red Mage fell, Tajuh and Slindis immediately placed their weapons in their extradimensional storage, and Slindis noticed that the speed that she was able to move was a good deal faster than normal. Slindis immediately went over to Deborah and cradled her as she knew that her healing skills would be pushed to the limit to mend the damage even back home. Her faintly glowing hands went over Deborah's torso, but it did little more than ease her pain.
[color=c20000]"Don't worry, I'm right here for you. Just relax, okay? You'll be better soon."[/color] Slindis stroked Deborah's hair with her left hand as the police closed in.

Meanwhile, Tajuh went back inside the cargo plane with rapid speed and was whisked away by a portal, leading back to the same hangar that he had left to enter the Real World with. It immediately vanished after he left, and Tajuh approached the purple-haired man. "That one was close, but the mage left himself open to bullets. We lucked out on that one."

The purple haired man walked away from a large humanoid machine and shrugged. "The strange thing is that Red Mage could have been much more successful had he not clashed with the group in JFK."

"Well, that rookie has some potential, but she's still very rough around the edges."

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Debora looked up at Slindis and almost smiled, her cheeks were white, and the missing ribs had made mending the bleeding extremely problematic. Her voice came weak, and there was a wet gurgle as she spoke, "I no longer have purpose." She looked over at Red Mage, collapsed and holding onto the ice that encased Mark. The mage in red was still breathing somehow, determined to cling to the life and freedom he had worked to hard to acquire.

One of the SWAT members stopped by Debora and Slindis and kneeled down. He motioned quickly to his group, and two paramedics rushed to help Slindis. They began to bandage the bleeding wound and prepared O negative transfusions. The second picked up a transponder and spoke into it urgently.

"This is dispatch 07, we have a patient in critical condition and dying. In no condition to be moved. Bring in a mobile lab."

The first looked at Slindis, "Keep doing what you're doing ma'am. It looks like it's easing her into unconsciousness."

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The armed SWAT members surrounded the heroes, rifles poised and ready. Through clear plastic visors, their eyes were fearful of the strange people, and the stranger cargo plane. They ignored what dissenters in their ranks, and what casualties that suddenly fell.

A stout man stepped forward, wearing a kevlar vest over casual business attire, he flashed a gold badge at the group and sighed. "What are you hooligans doing."

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Aftan and Gabrielle fired shot after shot, before hearing the whirring of fan blades. Three helicopters appeared above them, with snipers of their own.

 

[bluecrimson]

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Still stroking the woman's hair, she gripped Deborah's hand tightly. [color=c20000]"Make your own purpose to live, Deborah. You'll be able to make it through this, trust me. Just have some faith and focus on what you want to do from here on."[/color] A little more unnoticed glowing came from her left hand, and it helped ease the woman's pain a bit more. [color=c20000]These healers probably can't use any magic, but they hopefully should still be able to aid this woman. If they can't, however, may Tira guide her to a more peaceful afterlife.[/color] She looked up and saw that RM was still barely alive, and motioned to one of the SWAT members. [color=c20000]"Make sure to detain the man in the red cloak: he's the one that nearly killed this woman and attacked the man now encased in that ice! As for that man, a good pick should free him before the ice causes too much irreversible damage."[/color]

 

[StormShaun]

You are safe?

A better life?

Tomoya - Cargo plane.

The Red Mage and Tomoya sensed the feeling of death near him. Knocking on the cargo box that Darren was in. "Hey, I got to leave. The police are here and the mage is down. Go to the cops and try not to tell them much...I need to do something with the mage." Tomoya said as he left the cargo plane and towards the Mage's body. Getting to the body and ignoring all the cops and especially the ones trying to taser Tomoya but to no anvil.

A few inches away from the mage's body which was usually more red then usual due to all the blood flowing out of his head. Tomoya still frowned, he didn't know what to think of the mage. An unknown dust substance was summoned in Tomoya's hand and he simply sprinkled it on the body. "Hopefully this may lead you to a better afterlife...or at least make you less evil." Tomoya muttered to himself and the corpse before walking away to return to the group.

Shaun - Tomoya's soul.

Shaun's sigh filled the main chamber of the place. He sighed out of relieve that everyone is safe. Something still lurked in his mind, it just might be a hunch or it could be something worse...

Shaun - Real life.

Looking upon the latest posts I finally decided I could retire the real life me in the RP. It was getting annoying anyway to narrate my own story. Finally I could just focus on the other me and Tomoya.

 

[The_R3d_Fury]

The Red Fury Dove for cover as bullets thudded into civilians next to him. He had to do something!