WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[Outisakanobody]

"I find it hard to trust you Mr. Noir." Will said, but still slid his saber into its sheath as a sign that he really did not want to fight. "However, I've always been a proponent of second chances. If you can find a way to Doc Sparkler's place I will follow you there. Then after I've actually met this person you want to kill, I shall make my decision on who's side I'm on." As he finished he crossed his arms over his chest.

 

[Zepherus14]

Out of the corner of Jack's eye he sees Joe fly at him after launching from his sword. "AAAAAHH!!" Joe shouts as Jack simply side steps Joe.

"Noisy bugger isn't he?" Jack looks where Joe eventually landed.

OoC: The Secret World of Arreitty was alright, it was a fairly good.

 

[Knife-28]

After watching Joe flys past, Jack gets an idea. He walks over to where Joe landed. "Tell me stickman, do you need to breath?"

 

[Zepherus14]

"Um... what's the answer that leaves me without being strangled?" Joe looked up at Jack as he rubbed the back of his head after the impact.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Well good luck with that Joe, oh and thanks for helping heal my wound." Will said as he wondered off to rest and think.

OOC: Got to get off for the night.

 

[Zepherus14]

"It's alright, it was all Mr. Medic, I just followed he's lead. It was nothing, I'm sorry I hurt you there..." Joe leaned over a little to see Will walk off the find a place to rest.

 

[Knife-28]

"As good as idea as it is, I was asking to see if you could survive being launched at the moon."

 

[Zepherus14]

"...Wait... you mean THE moon!?" Joe thought for a second as he looked up at the sky. "Well I do need air, but it isn't like I can't make it for myself... I'd need a solid surface to draw it though."

 

[Knife-28]

"So, if we where to say, launch you at the moon. Then could you use one of your portals to travel back and forth?"

 

[Zepherus14]

"The part about the portals seems completely possible, but... well what do you mean by 'launch me'?" Joe made a face that represented a bit of concern.

"Actually now that I think of it... what's so special about the moon..?"

 

[Knife-28]

"Well, the only thing that's stopping me from killing Doc Sparks now is that her library is on the moon. So my plan, launch you, you draw a portal to her place, then we go in and wack the brawd."

 

[Zepherus14]

"Doc Sparks? You mean Doc Sparkles? What's wrong with the Doc? She was the one to tell me that Rugal was bad news." Joe looked at Jack with a confused expression.

 

[Knife-28]

"Yea well that brawd's been nothing but trouble since I got here. Heck, she's the one who brought me here in the first place and told me to kill your merry band of hero's."

 

[Zepherus14]

"What?! She sent you to fight us!? What the hell did we ever do to make us a target!?" Joe looks at Jack, trying to find a shred of lies in his face, but to no eval.

 

[Knife-28]

"Beats me, but if what you say is true, then miss Sparkle is playing both sides of this game. So, you wanna be an astronaught?"

 

[Zepherus14]

"Wait right now!?" Joe exclaimed. He himself never had been in space, but multiple versions of himself at, one even rode a meteor. "Alright!"

 

[Knife-28]

"Well first, we should get your friends on side, we're gonna need all the firepower we can get."

 

[Zepherus14]

"I don't really know... most of them are sleeping right now?" Joe looked over at the copter with the others.

OoC: Good night!

 

[Knife-28]

"Speaking of sleep, I must rest aswell." Jack says, before resting himself under a nearby tree.

 

[Random berk]

The Hammerhead shuttle, after having returned to the Normandy to drop off Tali, arrived over the clearing and settled down not far from the helicopter. Shepard stepped out, accompanied by a green scaled alien with black eyes and a black trench coat, and a heavily built, armour plated dinosaur with bulging muscles and an aggressive gleam in his eyes. Seeing that the rest of the group were asleep or dozing, Shepard motioned for the other two to follow her off to one side, where they began to converse in hushed tones.