WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[ShindoL Shill]

"The battle of Sierra Vista was the first attack on the US by the aliens. We were at war with Mexico, and they invaded Arizona. The aliens had landed in Mexico, and for some reason worked with them." Theta explained.
"Hey. He's coming around. What's your name? Do you know your location? I'm going to tell you five words. Repeat them back at me, in any order. Cake, house, lamp, van, idiot." one of the other soldiers said, rushing over to Joe and shining a torch in his eyes.

 

[Zepherus14]

"Cah, Hah, Lah, Vah, BAKA!!" Joe still just sat there watching the space ship, drool had started running down his mouth.

(Stand in front of Joe, block the ship and he should be fine)

OoC: Also I forgot in Europe people often call a flashlight, a torch. Mangaminx is useful for things like that =P

 

[Arrogancy]

Mat held himself in check. He could recount battles that history had forgotten, down to the most minute details. But that would tip his hand. Whatever else the Eelfinn had done to him, he didn't want to know, the memories were bad enough. "I've fought Aiel in Cairhein, Trollocs in the Blight, and captured Caemlyn for the Dragon Reborn." Those, at least, he knew were battles he had fought in.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Shit... partial short term recall, eyes barely responsive, near Gamma... but he can speak Japanese... curious. Crap, drool." the soldier muttered, taking out a small pack and removing a needle. "Cake, house, lamp, van, idiot. Can you repeat those words, in any order? Really concentrate."

 

[Zepherus14]

As the soldier when to get her needle, she blocked the ship for a split second. Long enough for Joe to look down at what was being grabbed. "Um, What is that for...?" Joe pointed at the needle with a slight quiver. "What happened... did I get mov..e...d..." As the soldier looked up at Joe the vision of the ship reappeared, and so did Joe's stupor.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OOC: The medic is Omicron, who is a guy.

"Did he just... become lucid when I moved? Maybe he could see Gamma and it's affecting him." Omicron lifted Joe and turned him away from the shuttle, placing him in a standing position. "What is your name?" he repeated.

 

[Drakmorg]

Travis Touchdown was walking down a street in New York City after completing his latest contract early. He walked around a corner to see a group of people (some of them didn't even look like people) standing around a shuttle of some kind. Since he had some time to kill he decided to see what all the fuss was about. Walking up to the most approachable looking member of the group, a man wearing a white circus-clown get-up with a hood over his head, he introduced himself. "Yo what's up. Name's Travis Touchdown. Maybe you've heard of me? I'll give you an autograph later if you want one, but first I want to know what's going on over here."

 

[Zepherus14]

When the vision of the ship left, he shook his head, and looked at the soldier. "Um..." Stupor finally leaving. "WHAT THE HELL! Why am I moving all around!! Oh hi by the way, my names Joe! Are you related to Mr. Rash or Mr. Logic?"

Joe turns his head back, seeing the ship and stupors, Omicron then turns him back. "What happened..." Joe said.

Gamma walks partially into Joe's view. Joe turns to him, without seeing the ship. "Hey there Mr. Rash!!" Joe gives a wave and a smile.

Ooc: Although I have never played No More Heroes, I approve your choice in characters not-Preginald.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Ezio looked at Travis. "I do not like you. And I do not know what is happening. Talk to the redhead, or one of the men in black."

"It was... the shuttle? What? Uh... I'm Medical Officer Omicron. Joe, eh? Are you experiencing any head pain?
"What did you call me?"

 

[Zepherus14]

"Um well not right now, but yesterday I had quite a few nice long talks with the floor of many rooms. Mostly from Mr. Rash over there!" Joe points to Gamma. "Can I call you Mr. Medic? You seem like those other guys like Mr. Logic, Mr. Cool, and Mr. Rash."

 

[Drakmorg]

"Geez fine. A little respect and a polite attitude never killed anybody you know. I think you just have something against assassins buddy." Travis walked over to whichever armored man looked to be in charge and started talking to him, "Hey, any chance you can tell me what's going on here?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OOC: Where did Mr Cool come from? I would've called him Mr Sarcasm.

"Uh... who? That's Gamma." Omicron was confused.

Ezio was surprised. "I am a master assassin."
Epsilon turned to Travis. "Red's ship broke down. We're waiting on her engineer coming here to tell me what FTL drive they have so I can do her job for her.

 

[Drakmorg]

Turning to Ezio, "Really? Well I guess you look the part at least. What's your name and rank then?"

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: Well Mr. Cool was the blue text, initially, but I confused the Merc with having multiple personalities, and the blue text was the merc himself. But that's what I thought.

"You sure, when the Merc got all angry he acted and talked quite a lot like... 'Gamma', who I called Mr. Rash, because he is rash, get it!" Joe looks back at Omicron.

 

[Arrogancy]

Some new idiot barged in and began talking like he owned the place. Mat would have thought he was a lord, but he was too poorly dressed to be one. Mat was about to say something when several cars drove up and began blocking all the streets. Several dozen men began coming out, many looked well armored and prepared for a fight. Overhead, there were machines in the air with more men, all had weapons trained on the group. "Mat Cauthon!" One shouted, "You are under arrest for espionage and murder! Take him alive! Shoot the rest!"

 

[Zepherus14]

"Wait what was that!!" Joe looks at the cars, then back to the Joes. "Get out of here guys!! I can handle it from here, if the candy is endanger again I'll call!!" Joe shouted. And with that the Joes return to their own universes. Omega runs up to Joe. "Let's go!!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"As a medical officer, I would advise not poking the bear. And by poking, I mean nicknaming. And by the bear, I mean Gamma. Omicron chuckled.

"I am Ezio Auditore da Firenze, master assassin."

"YOU JUST MADE A VERY BAD DECISION!" Gamma roared, his plasma blades emerging and his suit growing again. "I'm afraid I must agree with my psychotic CO." Theta continued, his pauldrons hardening as he raised his sniper rifle. Epsilon drew two SMGs and his suit constricted to take more bullets.

 

[Zepherus14]

"If you haven't noticed we're under fire, Mr. Medic! We should run!" Joe grabs Omicron's arm running around the corner and looks back at the scene.

 

[Drakmorg]

At the sight of the men pointing weapons at him Travis drew his beam katana and powered it on. "I'm not going down without a fight! Let's see what you fuckers can do!" Travis ran headfirst into the group, using his weapon to block bullets fired at him and swiftly cutting the men down once he got up close.

 

[Arrogancy]

Mat flicked his wrists and sent two knives into the throats of two men along the nearest line of the blockade, then set off sprinting, ashandarei in hand. A hail of bullets was fired at him, fortunately for Mat, they all missed, though his clothing was nicked up quite badly. It was good to be lucky. When he got within distance to begin attacking the men, his first target was their weapons. Though they were trained to fight, they weren't prepared in melee combat, Mat found out. The police were disarmed quickly and beaten down soon thereafter. More gunshots were starting up, and Mat didn't want to be around long enough for someone to get in a good shot.