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

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Germany
Time: 1939, before Departure

Kyre shook her head in disapproval but did nothing to impede her master from her actions.

The Red Mage smiled, "The Patron Gods are a diverse group, ranging from benevolent creatures, to playful tricksters, to the darkest evils that human minds can comprehend. Whichever one you choose to grant you their power, it will affect what you will gain. For example, Red Mage gained complete mastery over Chaos Words from the Lord of Nightmares, enabling him to use spellcrafting, and as a result, his ability to draw power from all the Gods of all planes and realities," the mage tipped his hat back and fixed his bangs, "it is impossible to know all of the possible Patron Gods, for there are an infinite amount, but for illusions in particular you will probably be pledging yourself to the Knight of Chaos. He in particular holds the strongest illusion magic, capable of pulling reality from another plane into his temporarily."

The Mage smiled kindly, "I believe the spell was called Phantasm." The Mage in Red turned on his heel, "However, I know that you want to understand what you have to pay, that is a question whose answer is seeped in obscurity. Each person has a different contract, and each contract has different agreement terms. But most likely it will be a show of loyalty, to complete a challenge in his name. He is a Knight after all, and they are nothing without their chivalry, no matter how warped it might be."

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Germany
Time: Departure

Red Mage gave Kurumu a toothy grin, "I used to be known as Statcowski. At least that's what Black Mage used to call me."

Kyre bowed as Kurumu started to take off, "The bondage of magic and honor are terrifyingly similar things Kurumu. Remember that family does not define who you are, you define what your family is. Prybat stands empty this day because people fail to see that. Stay safe Kurumu, should you fall then I shall also die."

Red Mage tucked in his hat as the Spectre MK. III left the tarmac. "Things are about to get interesting. Anti-Mage, get to Berlin and stop Daniel. I'm going to stir up the Chinese Nationalist Army and the Chinese People's Liberation Army. Maybe they can put their petty differences aside long enough to repel the Japanese invasion of Manchu."

 

[StormShaun]

Snip.

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[b]
Storm-178.
Location: 7 miles from Russia, 1939.
Time: 12pm[/b]

Storm was piloting the experimental jet whilst Shadow was relaxing in the co-pilots seat. The silence of the night surrounded them, only briefly disturbed by the sound of the plane and brief grumbling from Alpha. The two in the same armor were talking to each other within the helmet but was muted so Shadow could get some silence.

"Sure I know your still pissed at that AI robot thing for hacking into us but your the Alpha and Omega. We can do better next time , just make sure we don't get hacked into ...really...you think he's old technology...much worse!? Ok...that's a bit too mean Alpha, you can't call the machine a robot maid if he isn't one...smiler to one you say...ha." Storm laughed to Alpha.

In the flight Alpha was improving the plane, fixing it's engine to fly more stealthily and for it's weaponry to be more deadly. "Ok...were 7 miles from Russia. Alpha if you get a connection, send Command a message about sending our new armor." Storm said as he un-muted himself so Shadow could hear.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Alpha managed to get a message out to the Russians about their approach, Stating that a New weapon was on route to the Kremlin.
Problem was, This was after the Treaty of Non-Aggression that led to the invasion of Poland and when it went down the pipeline, well.....

Kremlin
An official bust into Stalin's Office "Ser, my obnaruzhili nemetskiy samolet priblizhalsya k stolitse. Oni privetstvovali nas govoryat, chto eto poslednyaya nemetskogo oruzhiya. Ty prikazy?"
Stalin looked up from his death notices with a face of sheer shock.
"Eto nemetskiy synshlyukha! On predal menya! Poluchit' vse zenitnykh orudiy , chtoby ikh sbivat'".
".... Ser ... oni oboshli ikh vse .... i budet zdes' primerno cherez 5 minut ..... ...."
"..... Blin ...... YA budu v svoyem bunkere .... Poprobuyte ubit' neskol'ko , prezhde chem umeret' Tovarishch ".
And with that Stalin added this official to the Death Notice and entered a Panic Room hidden behind a bookshelf into a steel bunker.
He then tried to contact Hitler to have him call off the attack.

 

[Orinon]

Dillon, by the plot device of convenience found himself in the past, he was in a bullet proof coat that resembled the one of Germans, he didn't want to attract unnecessary attention. His sword Red Fear was wrapped up and concealed.
He searched for the other heroes, his guess was they'd be wherever any commotion was, sadly this was during World War 2, luckily he did have blonde hair and blue eyes so he could blend in especially with his now fluent German.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Open option, Bust into the camp, tail the SS, Whatever.

A few road signs later, Dillon found himself to be in the city of Weimar, Germany, right in the heart of the Reich.
Basic instincts activating, He ducked into a building doorway as a pair of SS walked past.
"-And those protesters?"
"Each and everyone of them carted off to Buchenwald. 500 in total. What they deserve, the Jewish Pricks."
"Wait...I thought they were Anti-War?"
"Yeah....The Jewish Pricks. Damn bastards ruined this country you know?"
"I know, Der Furher is keen to remind us. Personally, I wish he killed them all just so he would shut up about them. Anyway, Meeting on at Command, Best get a move on." They said as they walked past and towards their parked vehicle

 

[Orinon]

Dillon hearing them decided a little intel would help he followed the soldiers he looked like a normal German citizen and he had fake papers, of course they looked authentic.
Dillon followed the soldiers stealing snaps of their conversation he used a recorder in his Ipod to help him remember the soldiers never noticed him, that may have been due to his padded boots, silent foot falls have quite an advantage over they clunking and clicking.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

A few minutes later, Dillon jogging to keep up with the slow vehicles of the era, The SS arrived at their meeting.
In a bar.
Evading their gaze as they entered, He counted at least 34 men armed with pistols.
After a few beers, the meeting was called to order.
"Attention! This meeting is now in order! And it will be headed by Waffen-SS Commander Bernstein...."
...Yes, that just happened.
A Man who looked like Rugal after a time lapse arrived and received salutes from the entire room.
"Greetings my Comrades in Arms. I'm sure you're all keeping busy with the current State of Affairs. But I've come here with orders and I trust you will perform them to the best of your abilities.
The following Districts are to be "Re-Located" to Holding camps..."

 

[Orinon]

Dillon sat in a corner, he kept silent and didn't draw any attention to himself, a server gave him a drink and he paid her, he also gave her some extra money to keep an eye on that Bernstein if he did anything funny let him know, he gave her the equivalent of 30 dollars for it, all without saying a single word.
now normally this might arouse suspicion but the server suspected perhaps Dillon was one of them, but at a higher rank and was making sure they were following orders, so she did as he asked.
it wasn't hard either, the men were foolish drinking and not even thinking someone might be watching them.
Dillon kept his eyes on Bernstein
"Is this the one I seek? is this the damned one whom I have sworn to chase to the end of earth through fires of hell?"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"-And once all the Districts are cleared, We can re-force on rooting out spies for the War Effort as well as ensuring the Jew problem is keep in check. Any questions?...." The Commander asked his men, receiving only a few nods of approval.
"Good, Now then, First rounds on me!" He shouted much to everyone's joy.
The Grandfather of Rugal Bernstein then picked a seat near the fire and relaxed, despite his plans resulting in 100's of deaths.

 

[StormShaun]

Asking yo a question.

We have landed...

[b]
Storm-178.
Location: Russia, 1939. Near Moscow.
Time: 2pm[/b]

Flying the experimental jet still, Storm saw the city of Moscow a mile or two away with his helmet. "Rise and shine all, we are now in the cold city of Moscow. Get ready to land...Alpha activate stealth systems." Storm said and the craft slowed down to landing speed but kept the noise down to the extreme.

Looking at a near by field to the left Storm nodded to himself and began to land the jet. After a couple of minutes after figuring how to land the jet and a few broken barns and trees, the duo had landed the jet in a open field. Storm jumped out of the jet and onto the muddy cold ground. "Okay...we're a few clicks from Moscow. Now what?" Storm asked Shadow.

 

[Sithmorack]

AA World

Shadow replied "We'll normally I would say we just fly right in to the command... but I do think we'll be shot out of the sky.... besides that I dont think they'll help us afterwards...". Shadow then looked out his window and sighed, "we could land nearby and go on foot, maybe they'll be less hostile and we can explain... I think we should go with just flying right in there and scaring the shit out of them... its more fun..." Shadow said.

 

[StormShaun]

Lol Snip

Storm stood awkwardly outside of the aircraft. "Uhh...we already landed as you see." Storm said and pointed to the muddy farm ground below him. Storm then took a look around him, he spotted a bunch of torn down trees and destroyed barns. "Oh...did we do that...that isn't good." Storm said as he turned back to Shadow still sitting in the plane. "We should walk to Moscow from here." Storm said as he holstered his weapons.

 

[Sithmorack]

Storm could hear yawning behind him as Shadow grabbed his weapons. He had lost a lot of his weapons when they were at Boston. He only had his 50 cal sniper, his glock, and a M4A1, plus Taytum of course. "Time to kill things" Shadow muttered as he waited for Storm to open the hatch.

 

[Orinon]

Dillon was at a slight dilemma, on one hand, if he killed this Bernstein he could slow down the effects of the holocaust, and possibly prevent his own personal tragedy, he nearly stood bu he remembered red Fear, a gift from his maker, the maker had told him things happened for a reason, and we must learn to find the meaning of those events. He sighed, and left the bar without a sound, keeping his Ipod concealed, using some settings he found much activity was going on near moscow, but he'd have to get there which mean through the border unnoticed.
as soon as he left the city he began practicing, his Russian would have to be perfect.

 

[StormShaun]

Snip

A simple jump and Storm was already on top of the plane and grabbed the hatch and ripped it off and threw it away. "Ok...lets try to minimize innocent kills and complete our objective as fast as possible and get out of here and return to the others." Storm said as he jumped off the plane and waited for Shadow. "ugh...you know how to drive a old car?" Storm asked as he spotted an old 40's car.

Spoiler: Teh car

 

[Sithmorack]

"Minimize kills?.... no fun...." Shadow said as he looked at the 40's car. "Well I used one a long time ago.... I could probably drive it i'd just have to remember how...." he replied as he broke the glass thinking it was locked. He then realized the car had been unlocked and he broke the glass for no reason. Shadow just sighed as he hopped in the drivers seat and began to acquaint himself with the car.

 

[StormShaun]

Snip

Storm got in the car with great difficulty, he almost couldn't thick in with his thick and tall armour. After much swearing and mumbling, Storm laid across the backseat and held a sheet. "I'll be here with a sheet on me...if they find me tell them it's german technology. Alpha mute." Storm said to Shadow and suddenly muted himself so he couldn't speak. Inside the helmet both Storm and Alpha began to watch a movie which they loved for the trip.

 

[Sithmorack]

Shadow just sighed as he heard Storm say he was going to sit in the back. He let Taytum transform for the time being and sit in the passengers seat . Shadow finally figured out the controls for the car and took off. He didn't plan on going to fast for unwanted attention but was heading towards their destination at a smooth pace.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Germany
Rip ordered around her Witches as Daniel and Viscus watched.

"Observation : For a former member of the Reich, She is keen to end it..."

"Simple really. She has more to gain, I mean if what you say is true, We'll be ruling entire Planets! Side by side...."

"Indeed, so long as you follow my instructions. Now come, We have a objective. Establish contact with Johann Shmidt."

"....Who the hell is Johann Skmidt?"

"The Red Skull. Current leader of HYDRA and a possible ally. Follow..."

Viscus explained before blasting off into the sky.
".....AA is Marvel Movie Canon?....Cool..."

Russia
Storm and Shadow soon neared Red Square and were greeted with every active member of the Russian army in the city, about a few hundred, all armed with basic gear and weapons.
The Commander of the Unit bellowed in Russian "Attention Germans, You are in Violation of the Treaty of Non-Aggression between Germany and the Soviet Union. Return to your region or we will be forced to take this action as an act of aggression and deliver a armed response. Now Stand down!"
And thus the entire unit stood ready like a firing squad.

Village
As Puce and Kurumu went to talk to the elders, He noticed a small boy watching in awe at the pair of strangers.
Least until his mother called out "Vega! Get back here!", to which he obeyed near instantly.
Something seemed off about that child...

IRL
After Darren recovered his strength from enchanting that Fire Axe, He turned to Jack and said "Get the others back here, They'll lure him over here. Then I'll end this...".

As for Slenderman, He simply teleported out of the way of the gunfire.
And right behind the Knights.
By instinct, Aftan swing her blade at the monster, Him stretching his torso back a little to avoid being cut while striking her in the face with a palm, breaking her nose.
He then turned to Mark and quickly got a hand on his throat and held him several feet off the ground.