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

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Dimension: The (Un)Real World
Location: Hawaii
Time: Evening

Aftan and Akane and Jake

Aftan nodded and watched Mark's attack. It would be effective if it landed... however... viewing the powers that the girl had at her disposal, it would be just an act of defiance rather than a killing blow.

The Creator was holding back for something.

"I am sure you do not, Jake. However... you will have to remember that skills are all relative. While you may be better than someone who has just picked up a blade... you might not so brilliant against Akane." Aftan advised as continued to watch the fight.

"Kick her in the balls!" Kokoa screamed from the sidelines.

"So, I, the one who created Akane, the one who fully understands her fighting styles, can't beat her?" Jake said, mock fury full in his voice.
A deep booming laugh burst forth from Akane, her tails swishing madly as she doubled over.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!! You think you can beat me? In a ...hahahahahahahaha... fair swrod fight? HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

Jake took a leap backwards, placing one hand on his sheath and the other on the handle.

"Mai, Sode no Shirayuki." Jake said, deadly serious as he drew his blade with a circular flourish. He took a set back stance, katana in one hand and feet spread wide. "First to draw blood. Aftan will call it."

Akane stopped laughing and stood up straight, snapping her fingers. Being an illusionist and having the sheer power of magic, Akane's clothes instantly appeared upon her and her katana materialized out of hammerspace. The simple kimono of red pants and white top of her preferred look reminded them all of just who she was. She elegantly drew her sword, taking a simple kendo stance, sword held in front of her.

"Akane, Jake, this is a fight to draw first blood. Ready? Fight."

Jake nodded and charged, Akane waited for him. He closed the gap, swinging hard and fast at Akane's right side. One step, two steps and a simple parry and Jake's sword was redirected high. Open to any attack, Akane stepped in for a quick thrust and to show Jake how utterly outclassed he was. He also stepped in to meet Akane's thrust, his free arm battering away Akane's attack. She leapt out of the way, circling around as Jake used the raw power of his blow being deflected high to bring his sword down furiously. Akane had no choice but to retreat and replan her attack. The idiot was using raw power against her!

"Akane, you are a finesse fighter. I can't match you in skill, but I can overpower you in strength! RAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Once more, Jake charged in, sword held low in both hands for a diagonal uppercut slice. Akane waited, then jumped the attack, using Jake's head as a stepping stone, sending him sprawling for the sand. The Kitsune landed lightly, pivoting on her heel and stepping straight back into her own attack. She was met by a handful of sand as Jake scrambled to get back up, but she simply closed her eyes and stepped through, expecting such a move from the unpredictable Author. Clumsy and readable, she felt and heard his attack coming and met it with her own sword. Opening her eyes, she found herself locking blades with Jake, looking directly into his eyes. She gasped, seeing a shattered soul and madness swimming in happiness.

"I have stared into the Darkness, and it broke me. But I never succumbed to Insanity... I enjoy every minute of it!" Jake said madly, breaking the sword lock and jumping back.

Akane steeled herself, discarding all her safeties. This man... Her Author... The one who created her... Was truly insane! He stance shifted, one foot forward and the other turned sideways as she took a single handed grip on her katana. Her eyes seemed to catch fire with determination, white flames burning bright against the backdrop of her blue irises.

For the third time, Jake charged, sword held low again. The swing came and Akane parried it with care, sending his sword only far enough away that Jake had to reposition himself to use any power from the parry and still be open. Her blade flashed as she stepped forward like lightning, a feint followed by a downward slash flowing into a graceful upwards thrust. Jake struggled to block the attacks, centering his katana in front of his body and using two hands to move a bit of steel, any steel, between Akane's blade and himself. But it was just enough, and Jake pushed slightly, grinning. But the move backfired as Akane simply flicked her wrist and Sode no Shirayuki was sent flying, landing upon the sand 10 feet away. Akane leveled her sword at Jake, who smiled and took a single step forward, slicing his cheek on her sharp katana. A single drop of blood ran down the edge of the blade.

"Akane wins." Aftan stated.

Jake took a step back and bowed to the Kitsune.
"Surprised I lasted that long actually. I thought I was fucked when I first charged. Stupid stupid move, but there is no way I could hope to match you in skills. Thank you, Akane." Jake said sincerely.

He retrieved his sword before offering the Kitsune a cup of sake, one already in his hand.

"You... Wuh... Wha-What are you?" Akane stammered.
"Insane. Now, ya gonna drink?" Jake said with a grin, a truly happy grin.

Akane nodded, taking the offered cup and raising it. Akane and Jake clinked cups and downed them in one go.

"So, is Mark dead yet? Jake said, turning back to observe the fight.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Dimension: The (Un)Real World
Location: Hawaii
Time: Evening

Aftan:

Aftan had observed the fight between Jake and Akane with some interest in the matter but was not surprised by the results. However... to learn that the Writer was truly insane... it made sense.

"I take it there is not a single writer on this beach that could be described as sane." Aftan mused as she turned back to watch the fight between Klaara and Mark.

"You need to take the offensive... all you are doing with these light attacks is provoking her." After advised loudly.

"WHAT SHE REALLY MEANS IS MARK, IS THAT YOU ARE A PUSSY!" Jake shouted at the Dramatist.
"Ara ara, maybe I shouldn't have set them up to fight each other.... Mark isn't really a fighter.... Ehehehehehe....." Akane said bashfully.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Yes, yes it did

The (Un)Real World
Location: Ireland
Time: Morning

Darren watched as the Enderman kept walking around, but after seeing so many people with cups, he just had to have one.
So he tore the cupboard clean off the wall with all the cups inside, Seemed happy with himself.
"Well, Items and consumables are one thing, but the real problem is the live sentient creations, like our friend here..." He said as Enderman brought the cupboard to his mouth, coping how they drank their tea.
"....Though he is kinda endearing in a annoying sort of way...."

Good Evening.
Police in Sligo are searching for what witnesses call a "Strange blue half naked man" after reports of fishermen rescuing a with the same description when out a sea a few hours ago.
Once revived, he attacked the Fishermen before sheering their boat to the harbour.
Gardi urge anyone with any information to please step forward and to avoid contact with the suspect.

Meanwhile in the inner town, Bruiser was shocked and awed at the new world.
".....It's exactly the fucking same as the one I'm in....*This* is where Gods live?" He said to himself out loud as he strolled though a Tesco Supermarket, receiving strange gazes from everyone out shopping.

AA
Location: New York
Time: Morning

"Elena, Wait!" David protested as he followed Elena though the crowds, quickly losing her.
"Shit, must have portal'd...." He sighed as he braced himself for a rather painful few days, if Hammer was still active, no one was safe.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The (Un)Real World
Location: Hawaii
Time: Night

Mark's last taunt seemed to make Klaara stumble, what he couldn't do with his meager kicks and jumps, he had seemed to do with a few words. "Come the fuck back down and fight me!" she screamed up at Mark, her left arm dabbed at her wrist again and she moved quickly over the field of earthen spikes toward the sea, and let her blood dissipate in the water.

Klaara clapped her hands together and pointed at the Dramatist, "If you're going fight like a girl, I'm going to treat you like one!" The ocean behind her rose up in a great swell before large tentacles burst from the wave and sped toward Mark. "FACE AN ABYSSAL BEAST YA PUSSY!" Following the great thick tendrils came the beast's face, a strange birdlike beak set on a squid like body.

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Avatar Adventure
Location: Russia|The North Sea
Time: 1939|Nightfall

Kyre frowned as Kurumu explained the situation to the others. There was a small blossoming feeling in her heart. Hate or obsession or perhaps even love. Whatever it was, the Anti-Mage tried to shrug it off. She walked away from the group, her skin felt tight and dirty as if sullied with blood. The clinking of potion flasks took her mind off matters and her stomach growled.

She looked for some food among the villagers that she could procure.

 

[Sithmorack]

Jacob looked at the ongoing battle and sighed. He heard all the taunts the others were making at Mark and thought about making fun of Mark, but he decided not to. He got as close to the fire barrier as he possibly could without being burnt and yelled "[color=72a0c1] YO MARK KICK HER ASS!!!! She's a biiitch!!!! Don't listen to the rest of them there just dumb asses!!![/color]"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Dimension: The Avatar Adventures Universe
Location: New York (Pre-Daniel)
Time: Night
Writers Block -_-"

"Oh man...This is bad..." David said to himself as he quickly got back in his car and began to Central Park.
Elena wasn't thinking straight and with her skills and powers, she'd kill a lot of people before he'd be able to stop her.
On the way over, he called Jenny in hopes of getting her to help him.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The (Un}Real World
Location: Hawaii
Time: Night
Note: It was a request. Specifically two guys and a tentacle beast.

Klaara put her hands to her hip and nodded toward the summoned Kraken. The tentacles swerved toward the sand and planted Mark into the earth. Then they secured him in place, binding his hands and legs and waist and neck. "You know I'm wearing a skirt, right?" she replied, walking up to Mark and sitting on his chest. The Kraken cried out into the sky. She smiled and dabbed his forehead with her blood again.

"One... two... three," she counted. The Kraken seem to calm down and submerge itself more into the water. Then Klaara stood up and walked over to Akane and put her hand on the Kitsune's head, she turned to Mark, "If you wish to deceive your enemy, it becomes imperative to deceive yourself."

The Abyssal Beast completely submerged itself and let the Dramatist go, slinking away into the depths of the ocean to never again be seen by the likes of modern man. "I'm not one to fall for taunts Mr. Nguyen, but I am one that remembers my debts. I owe you a lot of words, and you'll get them later."

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Avatar Adventure
Location: Russia|The North Sea
Time: Night

Kyre nodded and forced herself to smile. She walked up to the woman and offered her hand, "Hello, I'm Emerald. You wouldn't happen to be a friend of Puce would you?" Despite her calm demeanor, her hand was trembling uncontrollably. Why is it so cold...

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The (Un)Real World
Location: Hawaii
Time: Night

Klaara clapped her hands together happily and smiled, "That was fun, I can say I'm remarkably less bored than I was as I arrived." She spread her arms open against the sky and dropped down on her back, her body knocked up a small cloud of sand. "Mark, I pass control of your soul and body to the Fox-Girl." She grinned, "We'll play another game in a while. I have to nap this alcohol out of me or else I might actually kill someone. Maybe with more people next time, and for more tangible rewards."

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Avatar Adventure
Location: Russia|The North Sea
Time: 1939|Evening

Emerald sat down next to the fire and undid her leather gloves, "I have known Puce for only a few hours more than you have Giang, tough I am much more... intimately acquainted with his girlfriend Kurumu. Nice to meet you by the way."

Kyre held her hands to the fire and felt nothing but the cold Arctic wind. She almost growled. "You are right about my birthplace Giang, I was born in a continent very very far south. The earth was forever covered with floes of lava and the skies always darkened with clouds of soot. It was a bleak place now I think about it, though personally I never traveled below cloud level into the undercities." What she remembered of Prybat, was actually extremely temperate. Then again, the capitol was suspended nearly a mile into the atmosphere and was probably cooled by the constant wind. Kyre reached for one of her vials and opened it, but found the flask empty of any of the clear liquid she sought.

Kyre put her gloves back on and fastened the straps securely. Her heart itself seemed to be freezing. "Say Giang, you wouldn't happen to be in possession of any poppy plants would you."

 

[Sithmorack]

Real World

Jacob sighed as he saw the fight end. He then thought he was acting a little bit to much like his AA character. '[color=72A0C1]Oh well...[/color]' Jacob thought to himself as he went to go find something else to distract his boredom.

AA World

Shadow sighed as he some Russian soldiers loading their weapons. He then walked on a little more to find a small armory of small machine guns and some light machine guns. Shadow sat on a box and began to customize a Bren.

At the end of customizing he had a Bren with 150 rounds in each clip, explosive tips, and each round was 44mm.

He smiled as he put the gun down and grabbed more rounds. Thats when a Russian soldier's gun had a *mishap* and ended up with 3 rounds in Shadow's leg. Needless to say Shadow was pissed, the Russian soldier began to try to apologize but Shadow just cracked his knuckles and walked towards him....

Real World

Jacob was walking along the sand when he felt a like his leg was caught on fire and fell to the ground in pain.

"[color=72A0C1]SON OF A BIIIIIIIIIITTTTCH!!!![/color]" was all he could yell out.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Russia|Village Camp
Time: Evening

"Thank you," was all Kyre could muster before snatching the bag from Giang. She immediately unsheathed Talon, and opened the bag, quickly cutting away at the bulbs with the dagger. every now and again she would flip the dagger and press the oils from the bud into her empty vial. After twenty minutes of silent work, she filled the potion flask halfway and handed the bushel back to Giang.

Her hands shook as she corked the vial, Kyre was tempted to consume the extract raw despite the amount of poison that was still present. In the end she replaced the vial on her belt and warmed her hands on the fire. "Thank you..." she said again, "tell me about yourself, your people. I'm interested to know what kind of strange powers bound Kurumu to her current body."

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Russia|Village Camp
Time: 1939|Evening

Kyre shook her head and stoked the fire with Fang, "While Kurumu knows many things about me, and some things that I did not wish for anyone to know, I do not know much about her." Kyre uncorked one of her vials and tossed the contents into the fire, filling the air with the smell of ambrosia and turning the crackling fire a rich purple color.

"Kurumu has done much for me, and I have done nothing but hurt her, it is time I give back," Kyre reached into the purple flames and pulled out a handful of the flames, they did not burn her and they did not spread, nor did the fire drown in the cold of the Russian night. "Do you think it is possible to free her soul? And if we do, what do we do for a body." The Anti-Mage sighed, she could possibly soulburn Kurumu free and then force her into another form by way of Mana Void, but she still needed a body.

"Hey Eden, you asshole. Are you there?"

The flame danced. "I am here as I am everywhere."

"Do I still have my one request you promised me?"

The purple fire crackled softly, shifting around as if it were alive. "All children of the Fates have a request. You have not used yours."

"I want you to-"

The fire dimmed. "I will not."

"That's bullshit! You said I still had my one request!"

"She is not a child of Fate. She is not my responsibility." The fire burned anew in Kyre's trembling hands.

"Doesn't my happiness allow me to use my wish on her!?" Kyre was indignant, and she stood up and screamed at the purple fire.

"I do not care about your happiness child. My contract to mankind extends only so far."

"Then fuck you Eden!" Kyre threw the fire back into the pit, "Dammit, what can I do..."

 

[Sithmorack]

Real World

Jacob was taking short raspy breaths as he writhed. Jacob eventually was able to stutter out "[color=72A0C1]Was!!.... AAHH Walking.... on sand!!! FUCK!!! then..... random ASSSSSS PAAAIINNN!!!![/color]" he finally shouted out.

AA World

Shadow walked off from a broken man laying oon the ground with a smile. He got out of the small armory and decided to look around for one of the others. Preferably Puce or Storm since he knew them, but if he found any of the others he would settle with that too.

 

[Sithmorack]

Real World

Jacob could feel the pain slowly subsiding from his leg as he was able to sit up. He was still taking short breaths but could at least talk. "[color=72A0C1]Well FUCK[/color]" was all he said.

AA World

Shadow had been wandering around aimlessly for a bit bored out of his mind when he over heard someone talking about someone he knew.

He crept closer to where the sound was until he found Krye and a woman talking to each other. Shadow then heard the name Ha Long being spoken and decided to walk up and ask "do you know where he is at the moment?"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe
Location: New York | Central Park (Pre-Daniel)
Time: Evening

"Shit, shit, shit SHIT! She's gone." David shouted as he kicked one of the bodies in anger.
"Empire State. She's going to Empire State. She thinks Hammer has a base there. She thinks everything is Hammer." Jenny said, a little shaken from what just happened, granted Elena had been though a lot but this was not the woman she was counselling earlier.
"Oh beautiful, Come on, no time to waste." David said as the pair dashed though the portal and after Elena.

 

[bluerocker]

AA Universe
Location: The Russian Port

The Pact Partners gave a sigh of relief as Cadolbolg flew towards them, and Angelus lifted her snout slightly, allowing their son to alight on her nose. To the great dragon, the weight was nothing, and a low grunt that sounded like a mixture of joy and amusement rumbled in her throat.

"It is good to see you again, little one. Or should I say, not so little one? You've grown since we've last seen you. Puce's doing I suppose? Hmn? Technology is being given to Daniel by other sources? *sigh* What else will that fool do?"

Caim nodded along with Angelus's musings, and looked back to Puce,

"She's been missing? That's not go-. Oh, Speak of the Devil..."

The (Un)Real World: Ireland

Teri laughed at Darren's comment about the Enderman, "I could say the same about the cats I have at home!"

Idle chatter continued between the two Writers and the Tonberry, pleasantries being exchanged in the small kitchen. However that talk ended quickly when the news report came on:

Good Evening.
Police in Sligo are searching for what witnesses call a "Strange blue half naked man" after reports of fishermen rescuing a with the same description when out a sea a few hours ago.
Once revived, he attacked the Fishermen before sheering their boat to the harbour.
Gardi urge anyone with any information to please step forward and to avoid contact with the suspect.

"Strange, half-naked, blue man?" The (currently plush) Tonberry inquired, "Do you guys get things like that in your world often? It seems a bit more in line with the universe our friends come from..."

Teri nodded after Ton Ton's comment, and slowly looked at Darren, color drained from her face; "You haven't been thinking of Bruiser lately, have you Darren? Not to sound fussy, but if he's here... I think I'll have the equivalent of the time you met Caim, or possibly worse..."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

The (Un)Real World: Ireland

keep you in the loop

Darren's laughing at Enderman's antic's quickly ended as he heard the news.
"....Bu-bu-but I wasn't even thinking of Bruiser! There is no chance in he-.....Doom.....Bastard led him here! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT! I told you we should have blanked their Memories before they left!" He shouted, recalling the time in the Plane just after Red Mage was defeated.
"Oh god, What the hell are we going to do!? What the hell CAN we do!? WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME!?" He began to panic like he did when he created Slender.
"We need to get the hell out of-"
*Knock Knock Knock*
".....Here...."

Outside in the hallway, after getting directions from the Supermarket and the Room-Number from the Lobby, Bruiser was crouched down and trying to peer though the View hole.
Hate it how they make these things one side only.... He thought as he gently tapped the door, nearly breaking it in the process.
Upon hearing it, the Enderman dropped the cupboard and poofed away before anyone could talk him out of it.
Tearing the Door out to "Open" it, the Enderman stared down the Machamp, Door in hand.
"......."
"wHaT's uP?"
"....Errrr.....Dar-ren Website?...." He densely asked as they exchanged awkward greetings and gestures.

 

[bluerocker]

Well shit.

Before Teri could have shouted at the Enderman to stop, the door was already opened (or, in this case, removed). However, she wrote on Dimitri and showed to Darren,

"I'm going to try and bluff him. He doesn't know who I am, and I can pass off being a different tenant. I'll keep hold of Ton Ton if things go awry. You take Dimitri and hide somewhere. If you hear the term 'Everybody's Grudge' type something, ANYTHING to get him off our backs. I hope I'm still as good at acting as I used to be..."

With that, she picked up the Tonberry, after giving him instructions to act like his normal plush self, and answered the door, "Ender, honey, please put the door back in place. Oh, hello... Sir? Sorry you had to see that, he's so clumsy, you see. Ender, dear. Please?"

After coaxing the Enderman into putting the door back in place, she opened it properly and said to the Machoke, "I'm sorry, but there's no 'Darrens' here. You must have come to the wrong place by accident. My name is 'Karen' which sounds a bit like Darren, I suppose..."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Could be worse

Bruiser watched as Enderman poofed back to Darren and Caramel, wondering what the hell was that.
As a confused expression filled his face, Teri got a first hand view of the Many Many scars that Caim and Angelus gave him over the the course the RP.
"That guy....He ain't right....Anyway, Are you sure? just the file I got from the College, errr, where'd I leave that?.." He said as he opened up a small compartment in his metal arms and pulled out a Bloody piece of paper.
"Errrrr....Room 7128, 2nd Floor, Bell-bulb-en Suites, Clarion Hotel...." He read out loud.
Once he was done, both he and Teri looked at the Door, 7128.
".......You his room-mate or something? Just I REALLY need to find this guy in order to find....What's-her-name...Ferri? Carrie?...Something shit like that...Look, Really Important, need to know, come on Toots, throw me a bone."

Back in the Kitchen, Darren nervously held a bread knife as he awaited for the code word.
Caramel and the Queen kept their lips sealed.
Enderman was.....Enderman.

 

[bluerocker]

Gotta keep on bullshitting!

Teri smiled a small bit (trying very hard to hid how nervous she was at the moment) and shaking her head quickly said, "I'm sorry, but he must have moved without the records being changed. Those do take some time to update, you know. I've only been here recently myself, so I suppose that would be the probable cause for your information being a bit out of date. Students moving away is a low priority kind of record, I guess. Maybe he transferred to another school? That does happen often to college students. But, otherwise, I'm sorry. I never knew the guy, or his... Girlfriend or whatever. The apartment was empty when I moved in. Now, please. I have a graveyard shift, and I'd like to get some z's in before I go to work. Good day, sir."

With that, Teri tried to close the door politely in the Machoke's face.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

5 hour time difference, remember?

Bruiser was rather confused when Teri more or less slammed the door in his face.
"....Totally Minimum Wage...." He concluded as he moved to the next room, wondering why a College Student had a teddy bear (Ton Ton).

Once she was back in, Darren exhaled as the Machamp moved on.
"...I kinda miss that Forest right about now...Christ, I am a walking diaster..." He admmitted as he handed Dimitri back to the writer.
"Hopefully, the fact I rarely ever leave this place will work for us. But half the people here don't even know my name. Right.....Ideas on how to get out of here?"
"WHOAJESUSFUCK! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY FACE YOU BLACK BASTARD!" Bruiser yelled from the hallway as a sad looking Enderman poofed back into the kitchen