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

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

OoC: Okay, last thing. What I just put is what Radec is now doing. Let's just go with that.

Alrighty

Rugal heard footsteps coming from behind his location, That sound must have tipped them off.
He quickly entered a room in the hallway he was in and shut the door behind him.
Taking up position in the corner of the door, he waited for either the person following him to pass or enter, allowing for a ambush.
Keep walking idiot, I'm a busy man....

 

[Ninjamedic]

Right

Then

"You hear that?"

"Aye, two sets of footsteps"

The two moved quietly over to the door and listened in to the sounds in the corridor, Fionn's hand hovering over Sandy's handle. "So quick to violence arent we?" "Wow, you're right. It's like we're not on board a vessel in an unknown land!" "Silence my boy."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

....Huh....Footsteps stopped... The crimelord thought as he sat up and peered out of the door.
He was about to opened it when Fionn and the Sword Mage came looking.
The Radec made things worse by attempting to talk to him.
Great...just great He thought.

Radec saw Rugal open a Vent shaft and climb in, taking the time to put the grate back after he had opened it.
"I really figure out how the hell to see those damn Cloaking fields..." He gumbled as he began crawling though the vents

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Dimension: The (Un)Real World
Location: Retrofitted C-130 Cargo Plane | Airborne | US Sovereign Airspace | United States of America
Time: Night

Jake stayed silent and watched as things unfolded. "Hey Mark. You could just ask nicely... The Land Rover Jeep on the wall over there? Those who are gonna fight get in that, and I'll swoop low, you guys drive out the back and get straight into the fight. Then I can come around for a landing and join you. Get it and keep Caim from destroying it!" Jake said before jumping back up to the cockpit. He set one of the Glass Multi-Function Displays to the Map with GPS co-ordinates and put the big plane into a dive towards the ground. Just a tense minute later he leveled them off, cutting the engines and deploying the speed brakes and flaps to loose enough speed. He had to fight to keep them level.

The PA Crackled to life.
"Drop in 30 seconds! Cargo hold ramp opening!" Jake's strained voice announced.

Mark started the engine, letting the big V8 rumble. Jake flared the C-130 and the cargo ramp sat less than a meter off the ground as they sped along at 150km/h, nearly stalling speed for the big bird.

"GO GO GO!" Came the call.

The Jeep reversed at a quick pace before Mark slammed it into neutral as it dropped off the ramp and fell to the ground, bouncing on its springs. He fought hard and threw the shifter into 5th gear, just letting the clutch out in time to get torque and traction to the wheels. Gaining control, he swung the Jeep around to the remains of Bruiser's flaming pickup truck.

The Hercules quickly regained altitude and swung around, lining the road up as it's new runway. Jake expertly brought the plane to a stop as close as he dared to the GPS location. Killing the engines, he readied his combat load. His sword, Sode no Shirayuki, his M4 Carbine, M1911 pistol and a K-bar combat knife.

Dimension: The Spirit Realm
Location: | Wandering through the twisting paths... | All is quiet... |
Time: Time is infinite....

The Banshee was sliced in half by Akane and Kokoa nailed another two that were lining up for a dive bomb.

Aftan ended up in a pistol duel with one of the Fey mimicking her Shrieker's, which she promptly won through many years of training. The last Fey drew an impressive sword and declared a challenge against Akane, forcing the other two to stay put.

Spoiler: The Sword

The Banshee charged, a large overhead swing that Akane countered by simply stepping out of the way. The Banshee brought it's sword up just in time to meet her slice. The Banshee then launched at Akane, hoping to catch the swordswoman off guard, but the Kitsune simply stepped inside the strike. The Banshee's eyes widened as Akane thrust her sword and buried it to the tsuba through the Fey's chest.

The fine blade dropped and clattered as it hit the ground, life gone from it's wielder. The Banshee dissapated, leaving Akane standing there. She reached down and picked up the sword, feeling a glow of power from the blue blade.

"Sugoi... This sword feels good... I. I think this is the one I want to give him!" Akane said excitedly.

The sword just felt.... Right.

 

[Ninjamedic]

snip

" How very theatrical. I'm guessing we aren't the only new arrivals on the ship. "
"Try to be diplomatic. "
" All right, all right. "

Fionn moved his hand away from Sandy and opened the or into the corridor, spotting Radec. " I come in peace I guess. Who might you be?" He immediately noticed Radec's outfit, it looked like nothing he had seen, except for the odd Hell Knight or other.

 

[Ninjamedic]

Fionn began to very slowly move his hand towards Sandy's handle "Well Colonel, I'm handsome, charismatic, witty" Almost instantly he pulled out the Shotgun and pointed both barrels at Radec's head, "and armed". He waited to see a reaction from Radec, none. Okay, so he isn't a blowhard then.

"Alright, as you can see, we're both pointing guns, and mine has a wider spread, so I have a slighly higher chance of hitting you." A feint orange glow ran down both of Sandy's barrels, "I'm also packing more than lead here. Now I don't doubt your skills with a pistol Colonel, but I doubt that you could take both myself and my friend and make it out looking good"

The Preacher then walked into the room. "Always with the haste to violence, is it something in the water?" Fionn smirked at The Preacher's remark. "I have to agree with him, I've already been in two Mexican Standoffs today, can't we just drop this and look to find out where we are? I'd say that's a mutual goal yes?"

 

[mcpop9]

oh well.

"Sure, I could use a drink." Mizune said as five enjoyed the cheesy puffs. She was amused by dooms building annoyance and decided to call it quits before he hurt her. However, when they did get to the bar, she jumped off of Dooms head and landed on Mizune's, causing a poof of smoke and the 20 year old version to now be standing before them, a more revealing outfit included.

"We can drink more like this, and makes it harder for us to get drunk. More minds are better in most cases." She said.

 

[bluecrimson]

Canteen, upper deck

Melethia still steadfastly refused to tell Lucifer what had happened. This girl probably didn't want to tell herself what had happened, much less anyone else. It was likely she wouldn't even tell Lucifer's boss what had happened if they were there at that moment. Hearing Slindis' talk about the Blood of Vol downstairs only made it a bit more confusing. Still, even under the threat of eternal damnation, she refused to crack, which meant one of two things. She either couldn't remember... or didn't want to. The primal fear barely contained in her eyes heavily indicated the second option.

It was clear that the only option was to look at what had happened himself.

Canteen, main deck

She laughed bitterly as she continued to drink. [color=c20000]"Turn out fine? By the time I got back from Argonesson, she had already been taken by the Blood of Vol! With the way they had everyone under their thumb hunting for her with capture alive orders, she hasn't had anything but the worst time in her life. I wasn't there when she needed me most, Puce. Khyber, if what my friend had said about her was true with her dedication to her family, merely finding out what was to happen would have destroyed her."[/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Np

Soon, Wesker and Doom lead Mizune to the Wreak Room, mostly arcades and TVs with a Gym.
Past that was the bar and Wesker couldn't get to it fast enough.
"Barkeep! The usual for me and Victor and whatever she wants herself."
"Vodka and Yoghurt, coming up..." The man on duty said as he went to get them.
"Mind if I ask a personal question? How do you do that? Magic? Some Bio-logical quirk? Smoke and Mirrors?" He asked as his and Doom's drinks arrived.
[color=004e00]"Oh, hitting the sauce again, Classic Wesker..."[/color]
"Fuck you Victor." He retorted before he began drinking until Doom stopped existing.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The (Un)Real World
Location: U.S. Airspace
Time: Night

Klaara crossed her arms and shook her head, completely at a loss. There was not an angry swordsman in the group, and the black talking horse was claiming to be the Queen of the Changelings. A ridiculous concept since Titania was the Queen of the vile things. She turned to the group and shrugged, "I'm guessing it would be a good time to begin deployment?"

Klaara took a running start and pushed Caim and Mark aside, jumping from the Cargo Plane and plummeting toward the ground.

In the whipping wind she brought her left hand to her right wrist and drew the blood along her arm. Then reight before impact, the earth below exploded into a shower spikes, radiating outward from her impact crater. Klaara stood up and smiled, her feet had landed safely on a stone platform which ahd previously extended from the ground to catch and decelerate her body.

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Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn Canteen
Time: Midday

Kyre had been in deep pensive thought, but that changed with all the silliness going on around the Rising Dawn. The Anti-Mage set her food aside, along with her leather pouch and stood up, heading out of the Canteen with both Talon and Fang bared, her null-magic field in full bloom.

In a plume of purple smoke, Red Mage appeared at Kyre's side, hat hiding his eyes. Both strode together with great purpose before coming before Radec, Fionn and the Preacher. The null-magic field instantly silenced the Preacher's magic and Red Mage put a hand on Fionn's and Radec's head.

"How about we don't go bloodying the Airship today. Everyone should jsut come into the Canteen, introduce themselves, and have a drink." The Mage in Red said kindly, but solidly.

Kyre stood behind him with her arms crossed, swords hanging from her hands, "And keep your magic to yourself before I take it from you."

 

[Ninjamedic]

"How about we don't go bloodying the Airship today. Everyone should jsut come into the Canteen, introduce themselves, and have a drink." The Mage in Red said kindly, but solidly.

Kyre stood behind him with her arms crossed, swords hanging from her hands, "And keep your magic to yourself before I take it from you."

Fionn lowered his gun, not impressed with the treatment he and The Preacher had received so far.
"Well its nice we're not going to be listened to here. Did you not hear my attempts at diplomacy? I guess you're the 'Enigmatic Mystic' types. I said I'm looking to avoid a fight and I'd appreciate not being threatened again, even if it is to make peace." He holstered Sandy, and walked over to the canteen. "Radec, make up your own mind, but it's one versus four now."

"Didn't I remind you to try to play well with others Fionn?" The Preacher turned to Kyre, "While I appreciate your sentiment, all your attempts at stopping my arcane abilities would achieve is preventing me from healing someone if it came to violence. Apologies if we gave the wrong impression, we haven't exactly been given a warm welcome as you can see from our friend here. You can call me The Preacher, and my slightly irritated friend is Fionn."

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn
Time: Midday

Kyre reluctantly extended her hand, "When I say to keep your magic to yourself, I mean all magic, whether white or black. You will not know when your holy magic will harm someone, we are not all human here." The Null-Magic field collapsed back into Kyre and she continued, "I am Emerald of the Order of Eden. An Anti-Mage. I deal with magic-users. Forgive the cold reception, the team has been through some heavy times as of late."

Red Mage nodded slightly to the Preacher and vanished in another plume of smoke, leaving no trace of his presence.

The Anti-Mage turned to return to the Canteen, "I am much more lenient toward Magi these days, but do not push it with any wayward casting."

 

[Ninjamedic]

AA, Rising Dawn.

"When I say to keep your magic to yourself, I mean all magic, whether white or black. You will not know when your holy magic will harm someone, we are not all human here."

Preacher smiled, "My child, I can guarantee you that my more 'unique' abilities are non-lethal. I've encountered Anti-Mages before. Do not think we are aggressors, we are merely trying to get our bearings".

"I am Emerald of the Order of Eden. An Anti-Mage. I deal with magic-users. Forgive the cold reception, the team has been through some heavy times as of late."

"I understand, our departure to this place wasn't the most pleasant, you can see how he could be disorientated.". He followed Kyre to the canteen.


"I am much more lenient toward Magi these days, but do not push it with any wayward casting."

"Wow your right! It's as if I didn't have a gun pointed at my head despite not being aggressive in the slightest!" Fionn was busying himself looking for decent coffee.

 

[bluerocker]

"I don't like the sound of those words..."

Stuck with Bruiser

Teri's head was still swimming from overexerting her powers; to the point she could have sworn she saw her computer walking around after her. With nothing else to do aside from despair; all Teri could do was laugh at the absurdity of it all; "Heee hee hee hee!!! Walking computers?! What else? Am I going to grow wings and fly away?! Ha Ha Ha!!!"

All Angelus could do... Was nothing.

We'll see...

Caim continued to look at Mark with confusion; but shrugged,

"I suppose I've done worse. So long as this doesn't get me killed, I don't mind too much."

Ton Ton only watched in curiosity; and tugged Mark's sleeve, "Is he crazy? I think he's crazy."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"It could be worse. I still have my pants on."

After the walking Laptop opened fire, Bruiser answered it with a Shell from his shoulder cannons, reducing the laptop and the road it was standing on to bits of metal and melted tarmac.
"Shut Up! And Get in here!" Bruiser shouted when the sounds of a incoming plane.
"....Is that....A Plane?....FUCK! Doom Said you guys had a Plane. Fuck! and it's here! Shit!....*Sigh*...I miss the simpleness of Kanto..." He grumbled as he forced Teri into the Maintainance shaft.
Taking a live Impact Shell from his Ammo Stores, He left the door slightly open and propped the shell on the top of the door, like a Water Bucket Prank.
Only with death.
"Hey! Did I say stop?" He threatened as he forced the weakened writer deeper into the Dark Underground.

Several Minutes of walking later, They came across the room where Bruiser left all the stuff Teri summoned.
He sat the pair of them down in each of the chairs before binding them to them by Bending Iron Bars, There was no way Angelus could burn this without lighting herself on fire.
Once they were sucured, He said "Right, you two get comfortable, I'll be right back." Before leaving to see if there was another way out.
The shell had enough kick to bring down that section of the tunnel so if it did go off, Bruiser would need another way out.

It was around this time that Angelus began to wake up from her pickup induced black out, giving Teri someone to talk to.