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

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

You forgot?

David shook his head at Shadow's remarks.
"Her name was Jenny, she aided back during that giant monster business. Remember?" He asked, clearly not keen on the idea of holding a dead friend, but fucked if she was leaving her in this city.
"You can do whatever, but I'm getting out of here one way or another."

 

[bluerocker]

In which.... Something happens, I think

Teri watched on in confusion of the recent turn of events, but still ate her Kobe beef dutifully. It was nice to have a treat after so much madness made her life... Interesting. As she mused and nibbled, she realized that her creations hadn't had food yet, and moved to get a serving for the swordsman. As Darren approached, Teri wrote:

"Hi Darren! Come get some food, it's nummy!!! Annnddd can I ask you a favor? I want to get Caim some food too; but with Angie gone.... I'm a little worried about him. Come with me, please?"

 

[Ninjamedic]

snip

As the hangar doors opened, all the soldiers not working with the preparations stood at attention, saluting the heroes of the Rising Dawn.

As Puce walked out of the ship, chatter could be overheard in different European languages. What English banter that could be separated from the chatter was spoke in thick English or Irish accents that any native to either of the two countries could identify.

"That scrawny wanka's the captain?"
"'Wanka'? look at what he did to the ship!"
"Aye, she's had a few tune ups"

Most of the crew were impressed with the ship if not gobsmacked, the tech and firepower on board it rivaled their own. Richardson himself walked over to Puce as he approached.

"I take it you're the guy in charge and that your invitation for our airship to land here wasn't for tea."

"Yes, and yes, You win a car." He turned to face his men. "At ease."
"Seriously, that scrawny wanka's the captain?"
"Okay, how about SHUT UP." He turned back to Puce.
"I'm assuming you're the captain, I'm Commander Richardson of the Unified Intelligence Taskforce. She's a fine vessel, have to admire your handiwork." His voice was reserved and dignified, yet still possessed a blunt, matter-of-fact tone to it.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

You think?

Darren was a little antinous to follow, but With Caim's creator to keep him on a lease.
"Uhhh...Okay...I saw him go into the plane...Didn't get a good look in, but I don't think he was too pleased..." He explained as he followed Teri to the Warrior.
"Just...errr...When we get there...I'll stay outside. Just if there is something up, I'd...Rather be the pillow he beats on, you know?" He mumbled, recalling JFK and his near death at his hands.

 

[Sithmorack]

No Shadow is just forgetful. Plus hes kinda an ass and just really doesnt care.

"So which direction are we running?" he asked as he looked around. He wasnt one to stand around and chit chat waiting for someone to ambush him.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"So which direction are we running?"

"Subway Systems. If we're lucky, we might just find one that's still intact and leads at least away from the main force. This place is about to get a whole lot worse." David explained as he pulled his phone out and called Richardson.

*Ring Ring*

"Richardson here."
"Yo Richie, West here, Me and few other VIP's are moving out of the City before the fireworks start. Don't wait up and don't hold back, but for the record, we WILL be in the Subway Systems so watch your big guns.
We'll try to regroup, but with the level of forces on the ground, that ain't gonna happen at this time, Elena is good, but only so much she can do against that level of fire-power. ETA to Engagement?"

 

[Ninjamedic]

We'll try to regroup, but with the level of forces on the ground, that ain't gonna happen at this time, Elena is good, but only so much she can do against that level of fire-power. ETA to Engagement?"

"2-3 Hours. We're still putting the finishing touches on our ordnance. Thank Christ for the Anti-Angel budget eh?"

Richardson paused for a moment, thinking on a plan.

"......Tell me West, do you know much about the Goldeneye Project?"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"......Tell me West, do you know much about the Goldeneye Project?"

David stopped dead at the fact that they based a weapon off a Bond Film.
"...Well, if I did know, that'd mean some security guard is gonna get the sack, now wouldn't it?. But if you really that big a James Bond fan, I don't think a EMP would work against a Japanese Thunderball. Sorry, Unless you have either the Sats from "Diamonds are Forever" or "Die Another Day", Ain't gonna go much good. And even then, All he'd have to do is point to the Sky and make them Fall." He said, even when faced with the death of someone close, he just couldn't help himself that time.

 

[bluerocker]

blah!

Teri smiled, and scribbled,

"I won't let him hurt you. He's far more likely to take his anger out on the inanimate. Angie helped him with that... Now; let's get this done..."

After the duo made their way to the plane's interior, the Writing Duo found their query practicing on a dummy with his heirloom blade, the poor dummy being ripped to shreds. The two set the food down, and Teri wrote (after turning the speakers on her tablet)

"Caim... there's food ready. Mark made some for everyone. Also, put your forehead on my tablet; I 'wrote' in a system that will let you talk through it; provided you grant it access. It'll make training easier... Right?"

The warrior turned around, his scowl still present, but did as instructed, lightly tapping the tablet to his forehead.

"Is this thing on..?"

"It is..."

"Huh... Is that all?"

Teri nodded nervously, now understanding how Darren felt around the warrior. Angelus was far more understanding than Caim when it came to Teri's existence as a Writer. Thus, she couldn't help but feel a little worried about what Caim could (and deserved) to blame her for. There was another awkward silence between them, when Ton Ton (who was hiding behind Teri's leg) asked,

"There's food for you, in case you forgot..."

"..! Right. Er... Thank you..? Is there another reason you're here? In case your idiot didn't tell you already, I'm not in the mood for visitors."

Teri fidgeted, and looked to Darren for a moment, assessing to see if he was too scared to deal with Caim anymore...

 

[NotYetForsaken]

The (Un)Real World
Location: Writer's Beach
Time: Afternoon

Klaara had easily slept through the entire commotion in her bungalow. She had lived in California for twenty two years, and sleeping through earthquakes was similar to sleeping through the skirmish.

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Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn|Atlantic Staging Area
Time: Afternoon

Red Mage crossed his arms and leaned back against the glass panel, "You made a pact with Nessaj little girl. The Chaos Knight. Understand that he will turn on a dime and murder you if he feels so inclined. One second a lovable buffoon, another a chivalric knight, and a genocidal vengeful spirit the next." He closed his eyes, "I do not know the terms of your contract, but it is certain that he will come to violate them."

Then Red Mage stood up and walked over to Kyre, "You want to know the story or the plan Kurumu. Pick one." He moved his hand through Kyre's body as a demonstration. The Anti-Mage was still untouchable by spectres and the such, being immune to the effects of most magicks.

Kyre turned around and leaned forward when the little elf girl arrived, "Hello," she said cheerfully, "did you get separated from your parents?"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

eep.

After Teri's re-assurances, Darren entered just in time to see the training dummy get torn in half with a single swing.
"........."
Oh shit... He thought as Teri hooked Caim up to her Tablet to allow him to speak.
After Caim realised that there was some food aviable, Teri looked to him as if to say "Say something!"
Least thats how he took it.
"Err...*Ahem* Sooooo...Errr...I saw Angelus fly off....Just before you passed by...umm...Not really my place to say..." He stammered, clearly still un-nerved by the warrior as he slowly backed away and closer to the exit.
"...Just...err...Are you two.....Okay?...Not like "Are you okay after all that business with.......Ummmm...
Ar-are you two getting along...okay....-ish?..."
A Nervous smile to Teri passed the baton of holding the conversation to her as he stayed put, eyeing the exit.

 

[bluerocker]

LET THE AWKWARDNESS ENSUE!!!

Caim's glare had seemed to set itself to "Death" (patent pending) after Darren asked his question,

"Ah, so the truth comes out. That's why you two are here... I'll have you know that we're doing FINE! FINE AND DANDY! NOW WILL YOU BUTT OUT!"

Teri flinched at Caim's outburst, but kept her grip on the tablet.

"Wewweee we were just thinking about you! In a concerned sense! I mean, just because I write stuff about you and Angelus doesn't mean I don't care!"

Caim's deathglare turned to his Writer, and his voice boomed from the Tablet:

"That brings me to my other point, little Writer. Tell me, how much control did you have over us? Was it complete, including our thoughts and emotions? Or we just helpless little puppets on your strings, regardless of what we think about it?! TELL ME!"

Teri nearly fell over when the warrior's glare fixated on her.

[sub]"Meep!"[/sub]

 

[Sithmorack]

BEWARE THE CHEESEBURGER APOCALYPSE!

mwahahahaha!

(Un)Real World

Cargo Plane

Jacob was walking inside the plane with some food in hand when he spotted a dummy and saws two people plus Caim. Then a plan came across his mind. He set his food down and went behind a box where the trio couldnt see him. He then typed in cheeseburger on his magic toaster multiple times...

30 seconds later

Jacob came running out around the corner and threw over 100 cheeseburgers in the trios direction yelling....

"[color=72A0C1]CHEESEBURGER APOCALYPSE[/color]!!!!"

they were then hit by the force of a 100 burgers.....

Jacob then was on the floor laughing nearly to death.

Spoiler: Yes... I did just do that....

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

This is gonna hurt.

Darren was just about to dash for the exit when Caim started raising his voice to Teri, clearly he wasn't in any state to be talked down...or could he...
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"....Oh...this is gonna suck..." He winced before taking a breath and stepping in.
"Caim. Listen to me. Teri didn't do SHIT!" He stated looking death straight in the eyes of Caim
Lower. Lip. Don't Quiffle.

"You know, When I made Dr. Cortex, I REALLY didn't plan for him to live though that fall in New York. I just wanted someone new who wasn't evil. But...Once the contest was over, I couldn't Kill him. You know why? I never had control of him to begin with! Just this has only happened recently but as you've noticed, I don't know shit about being God. But when I tried to stop Bruiser back at my place and stop all that happened from happening, He fucking broke my jaw! I said stop, He said *****, Please. You know why? He had Free Will! I couldn't get him to do jack shit. And neither can Teri! Or Mark! You've all reached the point you don't Need us to tell you what to feel or do, you do it yourself! We're just the connection to reality. You are you're own creation now Caim......"

...What's that war-Oh GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!
As Caim was too busy glaring into the Writer's eyes, only Teri noticed the long stream of piss flowing down his leg.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

I see a Dragon making a hasty decision...

Jake watched the dragon fly high into the skies in an uncharacteristic way, full of speed. His dinner long finished, he sighed. Getting up he nodded to Devon as he passed, and a quick wave to the Knights taking a stroll along the beach as he dropped his plate back on the now empty table.

Standing at the end of the runway, he grasped the small gemstone hanging from the chain around his neck. Deep navy blue Aquamarine, it sparkled in the afternoon light. Taking a deep breath, Jake focused. A nice leather jacket, a brown A-2 WWII US Army Air Force jacket materialized on him, followed by a parachute and life vest. Letting the breath out, Jake was shaking a little. Taking another deep breath, he focused to the exclusion of all else. A flutter of light and darkness, and a fighter plane appeared before him. It was a Curtis P-40M Kittyhawk, World War II vintage except brand new. It bore his personal paint scheme, USAAC olive green, with a nice painting of a Kitsune (not Akane... But not far off it) on the tailplane and "Touch Fluffy Tail" written above the engine in bold red cursive.

Jake dropped to one knee, breathing hard as he admired his handiwork. He walked around the bird quickly, prepping for takeoff before jumping up onto the wing and into the cockpit. Flipping switches and turning dials, he set levers and finally punched the starter button. The big Allison V-12, the American copy of the famous British Merlin V-12 found in the Spitfire, coughed once, twice, three times then roared into life. Jake smiled, feeding the engine a little more fuel. He deployed flaps, trimmed the ailerons and set the mixture to full rich and stood on the brakes.

Smiling widely, he pushed the throttle all the way forward, the big V-12 revving up to full roar as the plane tried to jump the gun. He let the brakes off and the fighter jumped at the chance, rolling down the runway. The plane raised off it's tailwheel and levelled as it raced down the runway before Jake pulled back on the stick, sending the fighter into the sky. There was a single layer of broken clouds that Jake ignored as he blasted through them, pushing the engine to it's limits as the propellor chopped through the air. He broke through the clouds and above the sunlight, the pale blue sky already deepening to the black of night.

Taking a hand off the stick Jake grabbed his gemstone once again. He broadcast his thoughts through it, focussing on individual.

"Angelus... I know you can hear me... Though I fly on wings of cold steel I have only really ever felt at home in the skies. Speak to me Dragon, my fellow flier. What is wrong? It was uncharacteristic of you to simply blast off into the skies with such speed."

Scanning the skies, he spotted her flying along below him, racing in and out of clouds and sending fireballs across the skies. He rolled the Kittyhawk over and entered a spiralling dive, pulling up several hundred feet above and behind the Dragon. He shot past her with his airspeed gained out of the dive and then lazily pulled the stick to his right, circling around to rejoin on the Dragon's wing.

"Talk to me Angelus. Do not keep your thoughts bottled up. Let me help you, like I've helped so many of my friends. Yeah, I'm honoured to call you my friend."

 

[bluerocker]

Caim might be... Impressed?

Caim's glare was still fixed upon Darren for a moment... And then relented. A metallic laugh began to come from the tablet (which actually sounded like it's speaker, as Writer-tech was able to handwave), and Caim bent over, slapping a knee with silent mirth;

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!! I can't believe this! You're either the bravest or stupidest man I've ever met, and I've met some idiots! But, if there's one thing you've got, it's conviction. You stood your ground besides... Well, messing yourself; and I know full well how uncomfortable I tend to make people."

He then looked at the still shaking Teri, and his eyes remained soft,

"...So, I'm..."

"Free. You and Angelus both.

She scribbled lightly. She began to write again, her scribbling becoming more intense as her spiel went on;

My... 'control' so to speak, has been gone for quite some time... It's probably safe to say that once you two well, dealt with the first reboot, I think. You don't even remember that, but... Yeah. It was really role-playing. I wasn't 'me' when I wrote about you two. I was you! I was Angelus! I really acted! I will admit I did allow bad things to happen to you and her; but in the end, I wanted you guys to come out on top! Because your Caim and Angelus! Badasses from a crazy video game! Army destroyers extraordinaire! Why wouldn't I want be you two? You two were... No, are amazing! So, I'm sorry if things aren't working out right now, but I trust you to be able to handle it. Because you're Caim of Caerleon, and destiny has no hold on you! Understand?"

After that last line, Teri couldn't help but turn a little pink; having poured out her reason for roleplaying in front of both her childhood hero and one of her best RP buddies.

It was at this point that Ton Ton spoke up for his Writer friends,

"So... Can we all eat lunch and not be mad now?"

Caim gave a sigh, and took a bite of the aforementioned meal; his thoughts about his altercation with Angelus still in the back of his mind, but now in check...

"Talk to me Angelus. Do not keep your thoughts bottled up. Let me help you, like I've helped so many of my friends. Yeah, I'm honoured to call you my friend."

Jake was greeted with a roar, and a cry, "Away from me! I wish to be alone, Writer! Why must you humans always pry in the matters of others?! Surely you would have realized what consequences could come of that! Can't a dragon enjoy a decent flight every once in a while, eh? I've been stuck as a human for so long, I was beginning to think I lacked scales!"

 

[bluecrimson]

"You really think that going into battle against what's supposed to be the forces of light is good?" Kuru said, though her plastic smile never faded.

"Wait! How old are you? You don't look old enough for you first training bra let alone fight in a battle." She said before she paused and said:

"But I do like your enthusiasm."

Melethia laughed. "I'm old enough to fight them. What, you think I should stay onboard? Your hands don't even look like they've seen a little bit of fighting, Skyhair! I'll show ya when we get down there. Just try to keep up, okay?"

She looked up into Kurumu's eyes with a bit of indignation. "And I'll have you know I'm eleven, Skyhair! So don't treat me like I don't know anything, okay? If we were at my home, you could ask the people at Three-Barrel cove all about me, and they'd laugh at you for saying I couldn't fight!"

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Jake is rather stubborn somedays.... Ok most days.

Jake gave the throttle a little nidge and eased his plane forward so he could look out the window and make eye contact with Angelus.

"I know full well the consequences, and would rather suffer your full wrath and know that I tried then let a friend go unaided. Call it whatever you want, but I can damn well feel the raw emotions you're giving off. I've always been able to pick up when my friends are having troubles, and I'm like a dog. Loyal to the end, even if I show that loyalty to stupid levels. I shall take my leave now. Sorry for intruding. May there always be a strong tailwind to aide you, Good Luck and Good Hunting." Jake said somberly.

He waggled his wings in the aerial salute before pulling hard away and down, disappearing into the clouds and beyond. The skies returned to their blissful silence for the Dragon.

Jake kept flying, lazily circling the Island they now called 'home'. He should have felt at ease in the skies, but he did not. He still felt like a wreck.

"Heh... Some friend I am. Trying to help others when I can't even help myself. How do I tell the others I can't hear my personalities? How do I make do with only this one part of me? How I do keep myself together without my personalities help? Dammit Mio, Dozer, Mattias, Matthew, Erich, Larissa.... WHERE ARE YOU BASTARDS?!?!" Jake thought dejectedly. He was so lost.

He didn't realise it, but he was still 'thinking' aloud, and despite not wanting to, Angelus heard his plight anyways....

 

[bluerocker]

"Heh... Some friend I am. Trying to help others when I can't even help myself. How do I tell the others I can't hear my personalities? How do I make do with only this one part of me? How I do keep myself together without my personalities help? Dammit Mio, Dozer, Mattias, Matthew, Erich, Larissa.... WHERE ARE YOU BASTARDS?!?!" Jake thought dejectedly. He was so lost.

He didn't realise it, but he was still 'thinking' aloud, and despite not wanting to, Angelus heard his plight anyways....

The dragon stopped in her tracks, temporarily diverted from her chaotic thoughts in hearing Jake's musings, "... You are... Missing someone? More of your creations? Are there more to the Rising Dawn crew since we've last been there?"

 

[bluecrimson]

Hawaii

After watching the sunset, Devon went over to Ryan and Taokaka. He'd washed his hands by this point, but he still had half a Kobe steak on his plate. In a slightly better mood after watching the sunset, Devon casually waved to the two. "Man, where were you? Mark just authored up some pretty good food, but it's all pretty much gone by now. Want this last bit of beef? You probably need it more than I do, so help yourself!