WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[Arrogancy]

The Myrdraal considered its situation. The armored men were leaving and it seemed that the world wouldn't be destroyed, yet. It sheathed its sword. Perhaps it should kill those men who left. No, they weren't worth it. Mat Cauthon. That was the person it needed to find. It shuddered briefly at the thought of what failure would entail.

NYC-

Mat walked up to Eragon. "So, any idea where someone would hide a flaming dragon?"

 

[Drakmorg]

"Well, worst case scenario for me since I want the nukes to launch and kill people. But I'm assuming you'd consider that a best case scenario. Anyway, put me down already."

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

If Eragon was not such an adept tracker he would have become lost in the large city with its winding streets and such. As he walked he felt a familiar mind. It was Joe's but this time Eragon detecte anger, a rare thing to expect from Joe. Everything alright Joe? Eragon asked mentally, which was straining it as Joe was just at the boundaries of detection. Mat had came with him as well and had asked how someone would hide a dragon. "I can feel Saphira's conciousness at all times but I havn't been able to pin down where. Whoever has her knows the power of a dragon."

 

[Zepherus14]

"So... no missiles..." Joe slowly puts down Preginald, turning to the other Joes. "NO MISSILES!!"

All the Joes start cheering. Joe then turns to Preginald, "Did you hear something just now?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Delta Team boarded Epsilon's chopper and flew in the direction of New York.
"Autopilot. So, how do you think Joe did that?"
"Those portals, I assume." Theta muttered, shoving Gamma's head through the portal and throwing the scrap chair from the transport. Gamma grunted in thanks.
"Well... maybe we should find out how he can just make them..."
"ETA ten minutes." the helicopter announced.

 

[Drakmorg]

"No, but then again I'm not the insane one here."

 

[Zepherus14]

"Hey, I wasn't going to blow up everything Mr. Must Press Shiny Buttons..."

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

OOC: I'm off to bed cya tommorow.

 

[Random berk]

The ship settled into orbit over Earth, as its Commander, a serious red haired woman with an athletic build, approached the cockpit.

"Is there a particular reason that we've returned to the old dirtball when we're supposed to be on the other side of the galaxy?" she asked.

"Sorry Commander. Whatever happened during the jump took out our FTL capabilities. We'll have to try and get them repaired here, but its the strangest thing. I've seen no evidence of traffic around the planet at all, no refueling station either. Its like looking at the planet in its pre-spaceflight days. We can't open a comms channel either."

"Well, keep trying it for now.

"Sigh, yes Commander. Space Traffic Control, this is the SSV Normandy of the Alliance Navy, we have suffered mechanical failure and are requesting assistance. I repeat, we have suffered severe mechanical failure and require assistance. Damn it, is it lunch break down there or what?" As he spoke, the Commander turned away and began to head back to the CIC.
"We'll head down there in the shuttle and see if we can get help more directly."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Epsilon, I'm picking up a distress signal from a ship identifying itself as the SSV Normandy. How should I proceed?"
"Open us a communication channel." A small microphone symbol opened up. "SSV Normandy, this is Delta Team Officer Epsilon. Can you identify the nature of your mechanical failure? I'm sending you a landing co-ordinate where you can meet with us."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OOC: the site is being slower than a rock on ketamine, so I'm gonna call it a night.

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: Um so other than the mighty morphing merc rangers, and Captain space, is there anyone else here?

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OOC: well, its less rocky and more beavery now... so i won't leave just yet.

The helicopter landed on a building near Joe. Theta looked around, spotted him, and jumped down, firing his boosters to slow his descent. Gamma and Epsilon followed suit.
"Why, exactly, did you try to start nuclear war with China?"
"And why did you leave us with that crazy guy?"

 

[Drakmorg]

Addressing the mercenaries, "Well to answer your first question, because I hate organic life and everything it stands for. And I believe the answer to your second question should be pretty obvious."

 

[Zepherus14]

"Well, I thought the missiles had already fired, so I didn't have time to chat with that crazy guy. I grabbed Preginald because I was going to get him to help me to stop the missiles." Joe said as he looked at Mr. Cool and Mr. Logic.

"Oh, Hey Mr. Rash, you got out of the chair!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Wait... we were in the control room of the nuclear missiles, so your plan was to move far away. To protect yourself from the nuclear apocalypse. And try to stop it. By leaving the control room. Note: do not mention this to Lambda."

 

[Zepherus14]

"I needed to talk to all the Joes." Joe looks behind him to see all the Joes just sitting there, they all give a short wave. "Wouldn't the missiles just shoot from everywhere anyways, how could the control room help..."

"AND I didn't run! I wanted to protect my creator!" Joe stomps his foot.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OOC: yeah... imma do sleep now.

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: Yeah understandable... CURSE YOU WEDNESDAY!!

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Hey everyone...I guess Will is just wondering around New York at this point...soooo any ideas for me to meet up with, well anyone I guess? Or is it hopless?