We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)
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@Salty: Perhaps the bad ending is looking more favorable... Just because.
*Sigh* Nevertheless, I will monitoring the heroes.......
Charlotte and Laura return to the Inn where everybody else (George and Varger are not where the Inn is)
Winter returns to where Varger and George are.
"So... 4 things huh... Want to talk about them?" she asks Varger.
*Sigh* Nevertheless, I will monitoring the heroes.......
[HEADING=1]FOR THE BATTLES THAT ARE TO COME![/HEADING]
Charlotte and Laura return to the Inn where everybody else (George and Varger are not where the Inn is)
Winter returns to where Varger and George are.
"So... 4 things huh... Want to talk about them?" she asks Varger.
@All: Why do I get the feeling like you all are playing 'hot potato' with a live grenade right now.
Varger shakes his head. "Wh-what? Oh yeah. My seperate weapon systems all have to lodge into my physce and so they take on the traits of the emotions they do. Fenris, the hunter. Nidhogg, the destroyer and Jormungandr, the infinite. When not in use they 'dream' for want of a better word because while they are me, they are not me also. Jormungandr is the exception, it is a waking dreamer but it payed me little attention until somebody disturbed while in my head." He clutches his hand together. "I wanted to choose whether to use that system but now its been forced onto me so I have to fight it."
Winter eye's become slightly dulled.
"I see... Fighting an enemy within, huh?" She leans up against a wall besides Varger.
"You remind me so much of myself when I was only 18 you know that?"
"I see... Fighting an enemy within, huh?" She leans up against a wall besides Varger.
"You remind me so much of myself when I was only 18 you know that?"
OoC: @Outis Sounds good. Fair warning though, probably wont be on later. Got no sleep last night, so gonna take a nap later.
OOC: Fair enough.Gearhead mk2 said:
Grace walked out of her room and leaned against her door. She had been spending most of the night trying to not worry about Gerry, since he was not currently with her.
"Really? I wouldn't know. I forgot about everything from when I was human. I have templates of what emotions were like for me and nothing else." Varger says.
Lambda had a bit of trouble sleeping. That cough had reappeared shortly after she went to bed, and while it was not too bad, it still cost her a bit of sleep. She drank some water to put it down, then walked out of her room and saw Grace. "Hello. Are you allright?"
"Good morning. I am just a little worried about. He was not with me when I went to sleep last night." Grace said to Lambda as he gave her a polite smile.
Winter smiles alittle.
"Not much of being human, but seeing yourself as a weapon. I was eavesdropping with your conversation back at the Inn yesterday. You see yourself as a tool to be used. I was exactly the same, came to the exact same conclusions: Wanton destruction." She pauses.
"After one experiment became rogue, and killed everything that I held close to, I was lost; found no meaning of life whatsoever. It was perfect for those that created what I am. I became an assassin, a killer, a slaughterer of high officials. A weapon of fear against others. And I enjoyed it, the trill of blood, the lovely sounds of death... Until I looked back to what I truly became."
"It's what they wanted actually. A slave for their own intentions. We are given the illusion of control, when they are really controlling us. I was pissed, distraught and wanted revenge... That's about when these people came into my life. I found something else that wasn't necessary for my killing nature. I found something else in life. I regained what I once lost. And I will never go down that path again."
"Not much of being human, but seeing yourself as a weapon. I was eavesdropping with your conversation back at the Inn yesterday. You see yourself as a tool to be used. I was exactly the same, came to the exact same conclusions: Wanton destruction." She pauses.
"After one experiment became rogue, and killed everything that I held close to, I was lost; found no meaning of life whatsoever. It was perfect for those that created what I am. I became an assassin, a killer, a slaughterer of high officials. A weapon of fear against others. And I enjoyed it, the trill of blood, the lovely sounds of death... Until I looked back to what I truly became."
"It's what they wanted actually. A slave for their own intentions. We are given the illusion of control, when they are really controlling us. I was pissed, distraught and wanted revenge... That's about when these people came into my life. I found something else that wasn't necessary for my killing nature. I found something else in life. I regained what I once lost. And I will never go down that path again."
"Good to know that you are alright, but where is Gerry then? I do not think he was with us when we left the inn."
