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

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Canteen: Slindis, Rugal

"Not at all, I don't believe that a life of honesty means the same as a life of poverty..." Rugal said, Irony kicking in for a moment as she laid down.
"And I'm certain most of the crew would agree that you need this. Otherwise, the coil of tension in your life will just snap again, like it did in the Temple." He added, somewhat regretting bring that back up during Slindis's relaxation time.
"And on top of it all, one good turn deserves another, lord knows I owe enough to you..."


Sometime Later, After copying and pasting some treatments he received from past spa sessions, Rugal felt content that he helped her unwind a little at the very least.

Canteen: Jenny

"Yeah, Not many really know the benefits of a good diet...Still, top notch work none the less!" Jenny said, enjoying one of the better made Poffins.
"Tell me though, Where did you get all those berries? Where they just in the hold? I don't know many places here where they can grow."

Storm's Phone: ???

Alpha kept to herself as Storm checked out the ship, least until she got a notice from the phone's Inbox.
It was strange, it was in the spam folder and it was labelled "OHGODJESUSSENDHELPPLEASE! q_q".
It was from a unknown sender and it was only to Storm's phone, not the Rising Dawns Network.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Advanced shooting range: David

...FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFU-
"Wow, Nice shots! That's actually pretty good." David smiled and nodded, not wanting to let Matt know he was getting to him.
He began to sweat slightly as he set the next challenge, New Targets, same range, only now they were mobile and moving.
Right...Heres hoping... He thought at he took aim and got 2/5.
...Please, don't get better...

 

[bluerocker]

Advanced shooting range - outside

Teri smirked at the nickname bequeathed to her by David, an unintentional reminder of simpler times in a realm of normalcy. [color=0E59E4]"I haven't heard that monkier in some time... It almost makes me miss the forum. Too bad the forum wrought more than we had thought..."[/color]

However upon hearing Matt's remark to David, Teri decided to cheer the Irishman on. The man needed the ego boost, especially since she knew of what had happened between him and Elena. Leaning against Garm for support, Teri cupped her hands and shouted,
[color=0E59E4]"You gonna let him talk shit to you like that, Mr. West? Come on! If you could pull that stuff off with that shotgun, you can wipe the floor with this guy!"[/color]

Training room - Devon, Caim, Cutie Bruisers

Caim could feel the pace of battle picking up as training went on; and decided that perhaps this would not prove a dire enough situation for Devon to utilize that technique again; if adversity was what unlocked it. Tapping into the Wheel, Caim pulled out Windsinger, a nasty looking polearm and thrust the blade forward; his reach doubled with the thing in hand.

 

[Moros]

"This takes me back to my days training as a SEAL. Though I'm not as good as I was back then," Matt said as he took aim with his reloaded revolver. After firing all 6 rounds he stopped the targets to see that half of his bullets hit their mark. "I need more practice. I didn't realize I had gotten that bad," he said.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Advanced shooting range: David

David gave a smile and a nod to Teri as Matt got half of his shots on.
Okay, still standing, Quit while your ahead, Quit while yo-
"Tell you what? Next round for the title of master of the universe?" He said, instantly regretting it as he picked the hardest settings he could.
The targets vastly increased in number and began moving blindingly fast.
"Highest score wins, Handguns only, you game?" He asked, part of him hoping he'd say no.

 

[Moros]

Matt thought about it for a second before making up his mind. "Let's give it a shot. I like a good challenge. But it can't be for master of the universe, Sir Patrick Stewart owns that title," Matt said jokingly.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Advanced shooting range: David

"Alright, Fair enough." David said as he went to take his shots first.
Alright, we can do this... He thought to himself before opening fire on the targets, getting a decent 13 with a 5 round clip.
He let out a sigh of relief as he felt he had it in the bag.
"Guess Sir Patrick Stewart is going to have to share, eh?"

 

[bluecrimson]

Outside the spa: Slindis, Rugal

She got back from the changing room after the massage, a good bit more relaxed and focused at the same time. Rugal had noticed an incredible amount of tension in the muscles, probably from having to watch out for others that hadn't meant well at all. She hadn't gotten where she was from trusting everyone, and the fact that she'd opened up enough to let Rugal massage her had required a lot of trust. [color=c20000]"Perhaps in the future, I could show you more of my former home. I know that it may not be to your liking, but it was lively in its own way."[/color] She made her way over to the Canteen with Rugal, ready to have a bit of food between the two of them. Non-alcoholic, of course.

Canteen: Jenny

The head imp responded to Jenny. "When you're where we were, you tend to pick up a good diet if you can get it. That is if we're not sent down to Gluttony to prod the Americans there, and that was a full-time job in itself. And the berries were started when we crash-landed in the desert. They had a surprisingly good market even if the berries were used mainly for alcohol, and the brewing of it."

With that, some of the imps went around and gave samples to those that would try them.

Advanced shooting range - outside

Melethia took a look at the two firing as she got a feel for the weapon looking to see what she could implement. "Sis, it looks like they're both good in their own ways. Interestin' to watch, isn't it?" From where she stood, she had the feeling that she really could learn a lot more from David as soon as she could get the shooting right...

Training room - Devon, Caim, Cutie Bruisers

Devon continued on with the Dance, thrusting the blade forward to redirect the blade in a rich baritone thrumming before he tried to move closer in to see if he could find a way to use the blade's reach against him. A few repeated thrusts were thrown out by him as he tried to keep his focus on the pulse of the fight. It was certainly getting a bit harder to parry Devon's attacks due to the timing of them.

 

[Moros]

Matt stepped up to the booth to take his turn. When he was done he saw that he had gotten a 9 from 6 shots. "Well this has been a fun little challenge though be glad I had decided to turn off select augments beforehand. Anyway I humbly admit defeat though don't expect me to call you anything other than your name," Matt said.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Outside the Canteen: Slindis, Rugal

"On the contrary, A realm that can produce someone like you mustn't be all bad. Might pick up a few things..." Rugal said, fully content with the idea as the pair entered the canteen.

Canteen: Jenny

"Really?...Didn't think the desert could support such growth..." Jenny mused as she took a few more bites of her poffin.

Advanced shooting range: David

David gave a small air punch at this victory when Matt wasn't looking.
"Yeah, still, Good game, good game..." He said as he reset the targets, going to keep training.
As he took aim though he paused and remembered that wrist gun.
Mmmm...I wonder... He thought as he equipped it and holstered his M500.
He then took aim at targets and opened fire, landing a perfect hit.
And another.
And another.
He was soon basically spraying ammo at all the targets, the computer showing a clear improvement in his accuracy rating as a smile grew on his face.
He only stopped firing when his clip was out, then he laughed "...David West is back in the game..."

 

[bluerocker]

Canteen: Jenny

With that, some of the imps went around and gave samples to those that would try them.

Out of curiosity, Angelus took a poffin and bite down on the strange square; wondering what made them so appealing to Jenny....

Advanced shooting range - outside

Teri nodded with a smile, [color=0E59E4]"Certainly seems that way. However, I'm guessing that you're not here just to watch them shoot."[/color]

She gestured at the gun in Melethia's hands, [color=0E59E4]"Mr. West's teaching you how to use that I take it? I'm not trying to pry, but if you don't mind me asking; what prompted the urge to learn? You're already proficient with your knives and your bow."[/color]

Training room - Devon, Caim, Cutie Bruisers

As Devon's dance began to take root, Caim's face hardened into a glare; finally able to take this exercise a bit more seriously, "And here we go... Now, let's change things up again!"

The Wheel turned, and Caim had swapped to a green longsword (Slaughterism); and began trading off more blows with Devon; the change in weight necessitating an adaptation of the battle dance. However, Caim was certain this sort of consistent changing was exactly what Devon needed to keep his stance strong.

 

[bluecrimson]

Outside the Canteen: Slindis, Rugal

Slindis mused as she sat down relatively close to Jenny. [color=c20000]"You may, but there's a lot there that I faced in lots of areas. I won't lie - it won't be easy by any stretch of the imagination. Who knows, perhaps we'll find something for you to wear."[/color]

Canteen: Jenny

The imps gave a guttural laugh as they responded. "Jenny, those mortals were going for their fix. If they couldn't see a way, they would make one. All we had to do was cultivate it onboard, and even a Dretch could do it."

Advanced shooting range: David

Melethia gave a congratulatory handwave to David before shaking Matt's hand. "That was nice speed out there, Trigger! I'll try to see if I can pick that up, but I'll check up on Keeneye."

With that, Melethia responded to Teri as she went to check up on David. "Eh, I just wanted to learn, see how it works. Maybe I could change up the designs? I mean, it could happen, and there's lots of different ways to make it better."

She then took a few minutes to watch her weapon being used so skillfully and responded. "Ya think that's good, wait until I revamp the rest of your weapons Keeneye."

Training room - Devon, Caim, Cutie Bruisers


Devon was fully in the flow, and the speed of his attacks punctuated the higher pulse of the combat. If Devon was getting tired from all this, he wouldn't say as a few more of the blows were traded between the two. The fact that Caim could actually feel the hits instead of ignore them altogether meant there was definitely something to this whole 'symphony of combat' thing or whatever Devon was going on about.

The hard part, of course, was keeping the dance going. Plus the whole 'No Magic" rule put in from the start meant that he couldn't work that in until Caim felt ready to sign off on Devon's progress.

 

[000Ronald]

Boooored... Boss thought. So booored...

Maybe you should have sparred with the others?

Boss sighed. Nah. I don't know how far it would have gone. It was a miracle I didn't crush pink-wand-girl the othe-

"Hey." Edge was tapping Boss on the shoulder with his foot. In both his hands was an enourmous sandwich. "What's wrong?"

"Ehh...nothing, why?"

Edge took a bite out of his sandwich and swallowed. Boss always thought it was a little unnerving how he could do that without taking off his mask. "If you're bored, go out and fly around. Or teleport to the moon. Or...something."

"Nah." Boss said. "Just not feeling it."

Edge sat up. "Is...something wrong? Seriously wrong?"

The answer was yes; a lot of things were bothering him, but Boss wasn't sure he wanted to talk about it in front of...well, everyone. Instead, he teleported next to someone he hadn't spoken to yet; a blonde woman wearing a red dress. "Hiya!" he said. "I'm Boss. What's you're-"

"WHAT THE CRAP!?!" Edge said.

"...talking." Boss said, gesturing to the blonde woman. "I would think it was self-explanatory."

"That's Angelus!" Edge said. "Do you not remember her, either?" Boss slowly shook his head. Edge stuttered for a second, then grabbed a salt-shaker and threw it at Boss: it bounced it off his shoulder harmlessly. "The hell is your problem!"

Boss shrugged. "Well, what I said still applies. Name's Boss. Pleased to meet you."

One of the imps had appeared on the table in front of Edge, and was chittering at him, clearly angry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it won't happen again. It's just so frustrating. This is an awesome sandwich, by the way, props to the chef."

 

[bluecrimson]

One of the imps had appeared on the table in front of Edge, and was chittering at him, clearly angry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it won't happen again. It's just so frustrating. This is an awesome sandwich, by the way, props to the chef."

The imp gave a slight bow at the compliment and handed him a red muffin. A note on the tray for it said it was supposed to be spicy and sweet, and a bite into it certainly proved that. The texture was a bit off, though. Said note also stated that they'd appreciate it if they didn't keep bursting in while they made the herbal brownies.

With that, they checked up on the drinks to see what the two were having. Even if they were being more than a bit messy, they were otherwise finr.

 

[StormShaun]

Storm (and

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

).
Location: AA universe | Rising Dawn | Dark hallway ?.
Time: 2Pm (Gonna guess).

After about an hour of childish exploration and a maze of dark hallways Alpha received the message on Storm's phone.
Storm sighed as he pulled out his phone. "Done pouting yet?" Storm tried to get a response out of his female AI partner. "

I'm not pouting! ... I just couldn't talk around that nice lady.

" Alpha yelled out with reason.

Storm smirked, but Alpha decided to tell him about the message.
"

Umm ... Sean, you might want to see this.

"
Alpha said to Sean/Storm who bought out his phone and finally managed to access it.
"We also need a map of this place." Storm was worried that he was lost, but finally got into his spam box and weird named message.

(I changed his name to "Sean" so it wouldn't be confusing.)

 

[000Ronald]

We ask you very kindly to stop barging in and out of the kitchen. Not only is it rude, but it interrupts the delicate process of cooking.

Also, we have made this delicious muffin for one brave soul to try; it is meant to be sweet with a hint of spice; any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Be warned, the texture may be off a bit.

Thank you

The Kitchen

Edge read the letter with mild interest. Sweet and spicy? he thought, looking at the muffin. It looked...perfectly fine, if a bit small-ish. Worth a try.

And so, Edge ate it whole. Instantly, the concentrated Habanero Pepper extract hit him; it was like his entire face had been set on fire. No, that didn't quite cover it; it was as though his face had suddenly been transported into the heart of a burning star.

"TO HOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTT!" he screamed, jumping up and clawing at his face. "NEEED WAAAAATEEEERRRRRR!"

And with that, Edge ran out of the mess hall to the nearest source of water, screaming as he did.

"That...that's Edge." Boss said to Angelous.

A distant shout was heard from outside the Mess hall. "....howwwwwwwwdyyyyyyyyy!!!"

"...he's not usually this much of a spaz. Must be something in the food."

 

[000Ronald]

Edge tore through the ship as fast as he could, barelling over several piles of boxes and one large person with white hair in a trenchcoat (who he rudely knocked to the floor, unfortunately). Quickly, very quickly (but not quickly enough) he was back to his quarters, and miracle of miracles, the tub he'd used to heal himself was still there. He violently thrust his head in; for a moment, he thought the pure heat may evaporate the water before it was able to touch him. But that was nonsense, and after a couple seconds of using heal, he was fine.

But he was pissed. Even if he couldn't blame the imps, just getting hit like that out of nowhere pissed him off.

Training room - Devon, Caim, Cutie Bruisers

Edge knocked on the wall of the Training room.

"I'm pissed and want to hurt something." Edge said. "What rules are we playing by?"

 

[StormShaun]

Storm (and

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

).
Location: AA universe | Rising Dawn | Holding Bay 17.
Time: 2:30 Pm (Guessing).

Whilst waiting for the phone message to load, Storm found a holding bay and began to look for the numerous supplies their room needed. The room was well stocked, though Storm wanted to get a few clothes, cleaning products and food/drink supplies. "Well I luckily found the 'spartan' sized clothing. A small box of cleaning supplies and a few small boxes of food and drink." Storm said as he picked up the super large box he found.

Then Storm could only see a bit of a blur and a large impact. A large enough impact which knocks the winds out of Storm and knocks him down, though luckily enough no injury occurred. "Guuuuh~" Storm gurgled as he laid on the ground. "

What the ... what happened?

" Alpha appeared out of Storm's phone quickly and saw her partner on the ground.

"Ugh ... I don't know" Storm said as he didn't want to move from the spot.

 

[bluecrimson]

Canteen

Slindis shook her head as the man ran out. Didn't he know that milk would have soothed his mouth much faster than water? On overhearing the conversation with Boss, she put in her two cents. [color=c20000]"These muffins are incredibly potent, but it's something you could get used to in time."[/color] The fact that she immediately poured a glass of milk afterwards wasn't missed by anyone there.

Meanwhile, the Imps took note of the excessive spice and looked at each other. "Oh come on, it's only a little bit of spice. These humans can't handle a little bit extra with their food?" They grumbled as they went back to the drawing board for this one.




Training room - Devon, Caim, Cutie Bruisers, Edge

Edge knocked on the wall of the Training room.

"I'm pissed and want to hurt something." Edge said. "What rules are we playing by?"[/quote]

The door opened slightly, and Edge could see the two going at it rather intensely. With the precision in the movements from both sides, one would think this was a kind of rehearsed dance instead of a master testing his Student's limits.

Storm (and

[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

).
Location: AA universe | Rising Dawn | Holding Bay 17.
Time: 2:30 Pm (Guessing).

Storm was approached by three or five imps all wearing cook's outfits and the main one talked to him in fairly rough English.

"Storm man, you want us helping you? Our fault: misunderestimated amount of heat in food, caused Boss Man running off." It was clear English was still rough for him, but there was no ill intent outside of making foor too spicy.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Canteen: Jenny, Rugal

Jenny watched in shock as Edge ran out after having one of the REALLY spicy Poffins.
"....Maybe...We should wait a while before we start selling these to the crew..." She said to the head imp before inspecting the tainted Poffin.
"...Just how much spice and spicy berries and peppers did you put in this? It almost feels hot to hold..." She asked before sniffing it slightly.

Rugal meanwhile could only hear Edge's screams and silently made a note to not eat anything made by those Imps.
"Tell me...Where did you all learn to cook?..."

Advanced shooting range: David

David was busy with his new weapon mowing down all in his path with it as Melethia spoke.
"Yeah! I look forward to seeing what you come up with. Now...Time for the Skullmasher..." He chuckled evilly as he slotted a round that looked like it belonged in a shotgun into his gun before firing.
The Skullmasher round worked a treat on one poor target, taking everything above the waist off.
And nearly dislocating David's arm with the kickback.
"...NOW THAT! IS A GUN!"

Storm's Phone: ???

After a long download, they found that it was a video message crudely made in ASCII.

Spoiler: The Message

"-HELLO!? Is this bloody thing on?! Gah! I'll be out of power before I get this SO-Wait...IT WAS RUNNING THE WHOLE TIME!? Oh....Great...
Ahem
Greetings possible Rescuers!....No, that doesn't sound right-
*Beep*
Greetings Travelers!...Oh wait, if this reaches Ireland, they'll think I'm racist, Grrrr-
*Beep*
Greeting Carbon based lifeforms of many nations of the planet earth, namely whatever one you were born in!...Yeah, that works.

My Name is Wheatley, Wheat-ley. W-H-E-A-T-L-E-Y. I am a Aperture Science Personality Core...Artificial Intelligence....Thingy.
Uhhhh, I'm contacting you from these co-ordinates where I am located and...recording this. For you.
Okay, Due to a..."Mishap" regarding some Test Subjects and the effects of prolonged exposure to the 1500 Megawatt Aperture Science Heavy Duty Super-Colliding Super Button, I was...."Fired" basically...and not in the "Termination of Contact" Sense, well, actually, they did that too after they literally fired me out of the building...
With a cannon...
Okay, by cannon, I really mean just a big portal that also...had use of a cannon...

Basically, I'm stuck and I need help...Namely...Soon...
Di-did I mention that I going to die if I don't get help? Should have said that first actually... They stuck me in a potato! In a Jar! And it's running out of energy and I'm going to die. Or whatever happens when you run out of power.
Which they told me is dying...Which hurts...a lot.

So, if you could just come and save me, I will be forever in you debt. and I will make you a cake. A really big cake. Made out of other smaller cakes.....So....Help?"

Once the message was over, Alpha received co-ordinates to a old farm not far from the Rising Dawn's current location.