"In Halloween. Yes." Big kept his lips pressed together as he smiled, looking down at the table in response to Q's gentle nudge. "I'm as ready as I could ever be."
He pushed himself to his feet again, pleased to find that his legs were no longer a wobbly mess. What he lacked in confidence, he almost made up for in determination. Still, while he might have been standing, the boil wasn't getting any closer to the door.
"Do you think if we came up with a word or phrase to say to each other if we ever meet back home, that we would remember it? It could help, you know, prove we're not copies."
Ol-j-man
conspiracy
Seiana_ZI
theories
Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 9:50 pm
It would PROBABLY have been a good thing if Olivia's message had reached him before he went ballistic on it. So perhaps he could have escaped from the room before something happened. Instead he listened to a story, watched the doll walk away and ignore him... and then felt himself shut down and out. Only to relive a nightmare before waking.
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Perhaps it was for what he'd done only moments before. Perhaps Alice chose a suitable nightmare. Just for him.
The room wasn't large, just large enough for it's purpose. Bodies littered the floor. Bloody, still. There wasn't a sign of life to it. Well, save for his own quiet breath as he took it in. Each and every one of them. Each face he'd met that didn't bring about a hint of annoyance was here.
Because what was worse than being alone?
Right. The quiet drip of a drop of blood running down his fingers.
Right.
When you were alone and it was all your fault.
He suddenly found himself awake before the sound of another droplet hitting the floor could sound. His eyes a bit wide as he'd just woken up from a nightmare. Pleasant..... homey almost.
Where?
And then the light chirp of messages as he got them from OuO, a sigh escaping him as he slumped somewhat. Safe. Good. Then he looked up, noticing that many of them where there. "Oh..."
A pause. "Oli- er OuO are you alright!?" Because worrying over his own problems could wait.
Chirigami
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My character's username: Frostpaw My character's level: 76 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Wraith Current party: Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: Small IC description of character: (See image on the left) 5'7" male, a tad on the femenine side with appearances. Pale blue eyes, white hair that is long in the front and short in the back, and often accompanied by the sound of a bell. He does have some stripe markings on his face, and arms if you can see them at any point. He's usually wearing a rather bland, or unimpressed expression. Character journal:Here
Raja
Kawaii Shoujo
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medigel
Anxious Spirit
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 10:02 pm
'Forever'? "Oh hell naw!" Q blurted, slapping a hand on the table. "Ain't nobody got time for that!" Memory schmemory, now she almost wished she had tried to kick that stupid machine . . .
Really mean didn't quite fit the bill in Q's opinion after that piece of knowledge, but she nodded sympathetically. "After we do us some queen-killin', maybe that ALICE thing'll be weak enough to actually hit," she suggested optimistically (for really, what battle didn't lift one's spirit?) (the kinds that didn't involve mass murdering, naturally). And hey, someone else was coming in to check on them: a friendly reminder that for all the weird s**t this game put them through, at least people still cared like the real deal. "'Sup, kitty cat," she said with a few fingers raising in greeting. "Your friend looks fine. Worst we got out of that shadow stuff was a bad dream."
Big's idea recieved a nod--hey, he really was living up to his username now! "Hmmm . . ." Q tapped her chin. "So long as we don't give the game that memory, they can't take it, right? Let's see. A weird word nobody would think to use maybe . . . Or like a catch phrase?" What would be cool enough?
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My character's username: afroQueen My character's level: 27 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: Current Guild: The White Rose Garrison Location: Small IC description of character: Dark skinned teen with fabulous, long, shimmering blue locks, as well as a variety of exotic markings. Walks with more swagger than is usually needed and comes with a pair of feathery wings. Character journal:xxx
Smerdle
fouof
Seiana_ZI
perf excuse for later rps yes
chirigami
phantompanther13
Raja
Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 10:07 pm
"mm.. Frost paw! So good to see you." was he at the save files zone? he hadn't really noticed as once he got pissed he had rushed into a head long assault.
"Can you do me a Favor? Give her a Jacken hug." he scowled. He wanted to do it himself, but fire. That nightmare, he couldn't do it.
My character's username: Haunting Lights My character's level:41 Character's HP: 40 Current party: Current Guild: Secrets Service- The Game Enders (SS:GE) Location: Small IC description of character: A cheshire cat that might be a little on fire.
"K-kitty... cat..." His jaw seemed to hang a bit, the previous frantic look at least gone. Now he just wasn't sure what to make of this all.
His face might have twitched a bit as he comprehended it all. Then calmed. "Right..." Yes, in here he was technically... a cat. Right. This still wasn't reality. ...well jacking hell.
"...well at least I gave her a nice bruise for it." And with a deep breath that shifted into an annoyed sigh he shook his head. "I'd rather like to get out of this game already."
He paused at Haunting Lights spoke up, giving the flaming cheshire an annoyed stare. Oh yes, he'd put two and two together. He was likely about to give Andrew a talking to, but the words didn't escape him at the suggestion. Instead he glanced at OuO before nodding and walking over to lift a hand and place it on herhead. "You're fine then?" The other person had said it... but?
Ol-j-man
phantompanther13
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My character's username: Frostpaw My character's level: 76 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Wraith Current party: Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: Small IC description of character: (See image on the left) 5'7" male, a tad on the femenine side with appearances. Pale blue eyes, white hair that is long in the front and short in the back, and often accompanied by the sound of a bell. He does have some stripe markings on his face, and arms if you can see them at any point. He's usually wearing a rather bland, or unimpressed expression. Character journal:Here
Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 10:15 pm
"Alice has to be our goal after we get the queens down," remarked Blightning, agreeing.
Though part of him had to be concerned that aiming at the queens was honestly just giving Alice exactly what she wanted. Didn't she want them to defeat the Queens? Wouldn't defeating the Queens just give her the freedom to go ahead and replace them? It was certainly a concerning thought, but Blightning didn't exactly have the time for concerning thoughts, either. Now was time for action. Blightning hated being still for too long.
That was probably why he kept shifting in place, fidgeting uncontrollably behind his back. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable--it was mostly that he was just standing in place for too long. Too little moving in too much time. Needed to go go go--
"So that settles that. Take out a queen, refocus on Alice. Get rid of Alice, don't be a bunch of clones anymore. Done."
Action plans worked for him, especially when they weren't all that detailed, Allowed for some freedom of movement.
Ah, a phrase. That sounded good. Blightning nodded.
"They can't take what we don't give them." He licked his lips. "It can't be something obviously Wonderlandish or the clones can probably just parrot it back. It's got to be something strange like ..." Blightning tapped his foot. "I don't know, scareons love the classics."
He paused. "Or smiles in the murk."
Another pause. "Or--"
He'd probably keep coming up with stuff if they let him.
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My character's username: RoyalBlightning My character's level: 39 Character's HP: 40 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall, with dark skin and dark hair. His eyes glow faintly, and parts of his skin do in the same color, blue streaks and freckles throughout. He seems fairly athletic. He wears the clothing of the Insane Mad Hatter, but in bright blues and bright purples, looking distinctly mad indeed.
As much as she didn't completely understand what Andrew was talking about, there were parts she did. She understood save files and ruining them was bad. But not the part about the seals or well, what Alice had at least said (and done). Because they were being replaced. And that just.. seemed bad.
Olivia turned just as Molan appeared by their side, her eyes filled with relief with the confirmation of his status. Both of them were alright. They had been in the room with her and they were alright. Like she was. Kind of. The ghoul sighed and leaned into Molan's hand. It wasn't exactly a hug but it was an affectionate gesture from the fox boil and it made everything seem a lot better.
"How do we get out though?"
phantompanther13
raja
Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 10:39 pm
All of this still seemed like a really bad idea to Big, even though he was fully aware that there was no other choice. There were presumably hundreds, perhaps even thousands of other players who would be directed to attack the queens, even if the people respawning in the tavern refused. They were only—he looked over at the other trio nearby... six, maybe... nine if he counted those other shell-shocked looking folks over there—people. Their petty rebellion would never work. "If you can't beat them, join them," he said under his breath.
"'Scareons love the classics' is fine by me," he replied, frowning slightly as his pocket card buzzed for the third time in as many hours. "Or that other one." Big pulled the card out of his scarf and squinted at the screen. "Job Class Plus," he read, his finger poised above the flashing prompt. "What does that—"
Big disappeared as he touched the card, his last word cutting off without even so much as an echo.
Did Molan even know how to Jacken hug? Not helpful not helpful man. Lights stared at him with a look that said very clearly, that is not a hug.
"I don't know." he honestly didn't. he could theorize to the wind, but... "I'm not sure beating the game, or Alice will help us. Hell, I'm not even sure we are real.... maybe we aren't." he flopped on his back and played with his tail a moment, fading out of existence almost entirely before fading back in. "I think I will just act like I am the real one though. I always hated the idea of disappearing. And siting here won't help. I mean, it might make things worst but hell, let's complete the game. The answer might be at the end."
His logic didn't make that much sense, but, but it was a game, he had to beat it. He didn't have to get every level, just beat it. Besides it gave him a goal.
chirigami
raja
Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 9:43 am
Oh hush Haunting Lights, no one cared what you thought. Well... some people might. Frostpaw didn't. He lightly ruffled the navy locks of hair as he gave the fellow a Cheshire look back. Not complying with you. HAH.
Though the question from the ghoul earned a light sigh before he tilted his head back and forth. "Alice, regardless of if she's trustworthy of not, stated that the goal was to defeat the queens. She'd said we've been asleep in reality, so I believe we're the real us?" After all, Alice needed THEIR memories. The fakes were fakes. "So I would think that perhaps, if we defeat the queens we would have a chance at that marionette?" He grimaced lightly. "Though, I'll warn you, she didn't even flinch when I gave her a rather sound blow before. I doubt it'd be easy... but if beating the queen's isn't the way out, then it's definitely Alice. You're right." She was the center of this all.
He tapped his fingers idly, forgetting that they were still buried a bit in OuO's hair. "Regardless. It's true that standing here will do nothing." He offered a light smile. "We'll find a way out, I'm certain of it." He added, a light nod coming with it.
Chirigami
PhantomPanther13
OH HUSH WITH UR LOOKS.
Raja
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Seiana_ZI
Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 12:55 pm
It was probably a good thing that BigIdeas cut him off. Hearing the other boil's voice snapped him out of his rambling, and his head jerked in the boil's direction. "Right. Scareons love the classics it is, then."
Scareons love the classics... Scarerons love the classics... Scareons love the classics...
He'd remember that.
Smiles in the murk would be a good echo phrase, too. Maybe he'd try remembering that--
He almost didn't notice BigIdeas commenting on "Job Class Plus," too busy swirling around in his own distracted thoughts, eyes wandering everywhere but in the present. It was when his voice suddenly cut out and the other boil disappeared that Blightning jumped back to attention. What? Where had Biggie gone? It looked like he was just pressing a button on his phone or -- Oh, had he gained access to the Lost Temple? That might explain why he disappeared so suddenly.
Maybe.
Blightning might just send him a private message a bit later... He turned his attention to Q, offering his hand for a brief shake, before pointing behind him. "Well, no use in just standing around here. Looks like Biggie got a head start." He took his Pocket Card out, waving it around like he was trying to point out it existed... for some reason. "I'm gonna go back to the White Castle. Message if you want, I'll try and pay attention."
Try was the operative word with him...
"Good luck, Q."
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My character's username: RoyalBlightning My character's level: 39 Character's HP: 40 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall, with dark skin and dark hair. His eyes glow faintly, and parts of his skin do in the same color, blue streaks and freckles throughout. He seems fairly athletic. He wears the clothing of the Insane Mad Hatter, but in bright blues and bright purples, looking distinctly mad indeed.
Heading out to the pre-final bosses, thanks for the RP~ <33
Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 2:44 pm
Obviously she was very oblivious to the silent part glaring contest part conversation the two boils were having over her head. Didn't even mind that her head was needed to aid Molan in his process of thinking for a bit. Almost felt like a massage or something. Kind of.
"You went after her?" Olivia blinked, turning her eyes skyward to address him. She frowned, remembering all the other creeple who had tried and died and got a sad look imagining Molan getting ripped to pieces as she had.
She mulled over what else they were discussing, still not understanding it all in one shape or another. But she wasn't completely stupid and could at least gather the basics. "All those other places we were taken had answers at the end, so maybe we just need to get there. Even if it won't be good." Which meant fighting those queens, yes?
phantompanther13
raja
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medigel
Anxious Spirit
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 8:14 pm
She broke into laughter at Big's confusion and subsequent teleportation. "Alright, that scareon thing it is~" Q agreed, getting to her feet. "I'll message ya just to prove we ain't dead, that cool? Feel free to do the same, aaaand--"
She naturally had to wink one more time as she slid from the booth and made her way out.
"--see ya on the other side~"
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My character's username: afroQueen My character's level: 27 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: Current Guild: The White Rose Garrison Location: Small IC description of character: Dark skinned teen with fabulous, long, shimmering blue locks, as well as a variety of exotic markings. Walks with more swagger than is usually needed and comes with a pair of feathery wings. Character journal:xxx
