With: Random People, Amelia, Connor, Ashton, Leon, Brandon
It seemed as if he wouldn't get punched today that was lucky. Denim's hand went to his pocket pulling out his glasses again and putting them back on. And it seemed like they would be getting their questions answered. Not that he had any really. The old man very undetailed explanation why there were here was enough for Denim. Clearly he wanted to fight them to see if they were strong enough to face the dangers of destroying the newly found city. However he seem to not want to continue because of the negative response he got from the fighting and if people were upset enough they would leave. It all fit together much like a puzzle.
Except for turning into a young guy that couldn't be explained. "I preferred you as the old guy a lot more. Like the old master teaching us, the young pupils, the ways of battle and combat" Denim would say and then make a stereotypical karate chop. "Hyah" Denim wasn't really fazed by the old man turning young maybe because he was imaging all of them doing some training with putting a sweater on a hanger than taking it off.
Denim would hear the word 'idiot' be said which made the smile on his face disappear in an instant. Looking around he notice who the insult came from and then looking around the room he notice everyone's facial expression was much the same towards what he had just done. This made him upset. Lucky enough he didn't think too long on it especially when Brandon got flipped when he charged at the guy who told him he could throw knives. Good old slapstick humor always made him cheer up. "But it seems you are better going down Brandon" Denim would poke fun at him.
When the old man said they were going to go and eat this put Denim in a very great mood that only food could put him in. He was so tired of having to stand for so long after running all the way here. So food, any food was welcomed to be going inside him. He wasn't much of a picky eater. Hearing the guy who had called them idiots ask what they were eating he was about to tell him but then Conner decided to reply. "Yeah numb nuts learn to listen next time" Denim say and smack his head with his index and middle finger. He was one to hold grudges and while everyone was probably thinking he was an idiot that guy was the only one to say it out loud. Even though it was more muttered than anything but Denim heard it, he had very good hearing.
Being excited his started to walk up ahead wanting to get the kitchen and eat some food already when he slowed down when hearing Conner address him. Turning around he smiled, he was in such a good mood about getting mood his nervousness around females disappeared. "I didn't, didn't I? Alright I'll help you figure it out" Denim would pull out a paper that seem to be have colored some form of blue, the exact name of it was Denim. People often asked his name when he asked for theirs that he carried around a paper of his favorite color to see if they would figure it out. No one has. "Can you guess it? No guy has ever guessed it right....then again you're not exactly a guy" Denim would say not really saying it to Conner it was more to himself. "Hm do you identify yourself as a male hm it would be rude to ask" Conner would think out loud.
Arno walked into the dining room and sat at the head of the table. "All of you sit please. Now for the first question I'm sure you all have, no I'm not an alien. If you ever call me that again, what I did to Leon will look like child's play. You already know I want that city underwater for very good reasons. The city of Amaranthine shouldn't even exist anymore as I've said. It was sealed away pulled out of time by the very gods themselves."
Leon took a seat and raised his hand. "Yes question, gods? Plural? Not singular? You can't be serious and if you're not an alien then what the hell are you?" He didn't know about the others, but reverse aging wasn't something that normally happened. "How did you reverse your age? And if there are multiple gods then I guess you're gonna tell us magic exists?"
Arno looked at Leon and nodded. "Yes while there aren't as many of us know, there are multiple gods. Magic does exist and no I didn't stutter. I am a god, I am Arno, God of Light and the Sun. The only reason I'm still active is because people worship me everyday without realizing." Crossing his legs he cleared his throat letting the information he had just given set it. "The monster we locked away with that city your very own H.P. Lovecraft actually named. The monster locked away is Cthulhu, he brought ruin and murder to my once fair city. He's starting to awaken and with only a sliver of his power he undid all the work my brothers and sisters did. I want you all to help me end this beast and sink Amaranthine again. If you don't want to help that's fine you can leave, but know that if Cthulhu awakens your planet will be no more."
Gwen followed silently along the halls. all the way to the dining room. She chose a spot that was close enough to hear but not too close, "Gods? So the idea of the one true God is false?" she thought out loud. It seemed impossible to believe in this magic at all. The only magic she has seen is those magicians on TV that uses illusions. This was a joke, but how else could he reverse his age like that? "I have a question," Gwen said as she raised her hand, "What was Amaranthine like. before it was destroyed?"
Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2016 1:32 pm
Tragedy ridden, never fit in, and dead now A life gone so quickly, would it knock at the door? Fidgeting itty bitty master watches “Oh what an ugly tale
Ashton had remained standing and turned to Gwen when she spoke as he pulled out a small notebook before speaking "What little knowledge we have of the city has mostly been lost due to people hiding it to prevent Cthulhu escaping, however myth preserved some of it. Basicly the story of Atlantis is based of Amaranthine's fate, very advance technology for the time some we still haven't managed to re-create as of yet, Socially it was the first place to accept different races in equal standing to humans. Lastly it was mainly a peaceful place however there were known to have a powerful combat force but not much of that has been discovered" he finished before sighing tucking the notebook away and spoke again "To help I believe Arno there wishes to grant a 'blessing' upon everyone here, from the explanation he gave to me on the way here it will awaken any hidden talents within yourselves these powers, skill will revolve around what you are like as a person so we will all have our strengths and weaknesses"
Sprawling and crawling down the body and throat Melting away the decaying and beaten down heart Drink in and sink in every bit of your life I’m hungry for your eyes
OOC: Okay everyone sorry about the long post but i'm trying to get you all back and give this a push forwards story wise n_n
Ryan listened as she said what they were having, but he didn't recall hearing such things. His IQ was slightly above average for people his age, but his memory was always different thing went in and out but he knew for sure that the old young man never said anything. He shook it off and kept walking as some people passed him. He heard the guy who volunteered to get the crap beat out of him. Numb nuts now what kind of an insult was that. He just rolled his eyes and kept walking. He listened in as the blonde haired haired boy questioned him then as he got some answers. Cthulhu the great mythological creature who was also not very reasonable from what he read. And he destroyed Arno's city, which was also another reason added on to why he wanted everyones help. But a creature this great how would they even defeat something like that if it was real. Of course as he ask this the younger man named Ashton told of how Arno would grant them "hidden talents." Of course he had only 2 questions at this point. "So when are we getting these talents, and do you even have a plan to achieve this goal?" He said as he took a seat. XX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~XXX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~XX
[OOC: I was trying to let others post first and get some in but don't know if they are still posting. Also have you seen the way some people post your post is long but not the longest I've seen.]
Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 10:46 pm
PonderingPenguin
Monotonesword34
Kara 'Connor' Erebus
'Connor' looked at the 'hint' that the man with glasses gave him then went back to the guy. Hint....Guy....Hint....Guy. Was she going to be stupid for answering this question? She raised a brow. "Great, so much for trying to prove to myself I am smart. But you have been named after a material used for jeans?" She took things literally which sometimes provoked people teasing her for being so dumb sometimes. "Denim...." She thought but dismissed it, prepared for him to make fun of her. She then stared at him when he asked if she identified herself as a male and gave him a wink before whispering. "I think you're the first guy to ever see me as a female. Now let's see if the dumb-nuts will realize I am a female." She let him know she was messing with everyone. "I'll tell you my real name if I think you deserve it." She snickered as she then sat down on the table and had her cheek against her hand. Kind of listening to the story this god offered. So if this Cthulhu was released, the world would perish. "That sounds bad.." She then mumbled as she then heard the man with glasses saying they would give each a blessing. "A blessing huh? Well, give me the powers of Dial M for Monkey!" She then had arms behind her head as she joked a bit. "But I guess the serious question is....how do we what blessing we have and how we use it?"
[[I was also waiting for people to post as well, turns out I will have to return]].
Amelia, after stating her question, was on pins and needles with nerves between them. This was intense, the feeling of possibly doing something - super amazing, or completely failing. She felt her palms start to pinch into her skirt, but when Black Cat licked words out on her behalf, she looked over to him with an awed expression. How nice of him - wait, what was he saying? True, true, she didn't want to fight but she wasn't doubting her abilities or anything - she was sure she could, if she tried. It was 'shouldn't be here' that twinged the sensitive girl. Most likely, she could help in some other way. Not like them, however, running amok and firing hits on the poor old man. Her expression soured up with her eyes breaking away from his to the floor. She was just unsure. This was not what any of them had planed for their summer. The positive side was that in through all of this, she could prove at least one person wrong.
Breaking her concerned stare at the floor, Amelia rose her head and took hold of the spunk that was hiding in her spine. "I would like to stay here and help in any way, but as for fighting - perhaps another alternative." She started strong, but her words started to turn into meek hope that she wouldn't have to get swung in any direction like Leon, or at this moment as Black Cat - Brandon - was running towards Aston with malicious intent, she just squeezed her eyes tight as she heard the sound of another body being carelessly tossed like a rag-doll onto the ground. He excelled at being a bodyguard, if that was what he was to this old man.
Luckily, it had not been "Conner" who ended up going instead. Men were durable, but she had to still count her as a girl, even if she thought of herself thick as nails - she still needed to be treated kindly. Amelia hesitantly thought of going out to help Brandon up, but something ridiculous unfolded like magic before the gang of teens. As the boy with glasses was begging to be hit, Amelia believed she heard his name, but unsure, she seemed to share the same logic as the rest: don't be stupid! Concern was etched all into the young lady's face, perhaps he did not think he would actually do it, or just did worry about the strength. Had he seen Leon, muscle toned Leon, get taken to the floor. His nose would have been surely dismayed.
They watched as the graying mansion owner walked over to a door and opened it up, from where Amelia was, she could see a hallway. As he seemed to acknowledge her question, she was hesitant to follow down this strange hallway. Squinting as he spoke, she still did not understand where this man was coming from, he possibly could be suffering from some illness where he believed in some strange prophecy. It just did not compute, how were a group of children going to sink a city. As he spoke and promised to answer more of their questions, he proved to them all that magic was indeed real - and furthermore to believe what he was saying.
The old man's back straightened, like a rebirth of light, he transformed into a young man. Dressed in all white, he almost seemed like he did not belong in the house or before their eyes. There was something - otherworldly happening here. Amelia's eyes snapped open as did her mouth go unlocked. "What!?" Freaking out a tad, she backed up more to the wall. This was a dream, had to be. Folding her arms in front of her, she just decided to take this all in. There was nothing much to do other than to go with the floor. Food would hopefully calm the nerves. So tilting her head worryingly, she followed the crowd. Running quickly past a few, she decided to walk by Leon's side feeling much safer with someone she knew. She smiled at him hoping he had fully recovered from his hard hit. There definitely was not hard feelings between them.
Amelia moved with them like a herd of hopefully not sacrificial lambs and ended up sitting next to Leon on one side and Cassidy on the other. The now magical young man was sitting at the head of the table, and following into his speech, Leon asked a rather good round of questions. Amelia reached out for some water sipping it meekly before spitting a little back into her cup. Good he wasn't indeed an alien like Conner had thought. But just a god. Like that made even better sense! That was highly just as impossible! Her head was hurting a bit as she tried to keep up. Thankfully, they all found out his name. Arno. God on the weekends, old man the rest of the time. Arno was not just one, but of many. Light and of the sun. This sounded so Greek history to her, but that was the only ray of hope she had to process it. Pursing her lips, she didn't like the sound of some huge creature of destruction being their obstacle. The way he was talking, this creature slipped under the gods, why would they be able to undo it? Realization hit her, and it made her a bit sad. It was because the man in front of them was possibly the last - and that was why he sought their help.
Gwen spoke up, and hearing her voice was like a constant shut up and listen carefully card for she didn't speak that often. Amelia's eyes shot from her to the bodyguard that decided to answer in place of his master. Different races? Like magical beings, fairies, merpeople, who knew what he could have met but there was a tad glimmer of excitement in her eyes as she listened to this magical information that was now theorized as fact. Than it truly was like Atlantis. Ashton put his notes away and Amelia looked to Leon with a worried look. A combat force. They were most likely going to take their place, or at least that was what it was sounding like. She was coming around. Things were making sense, this wasn't a dream, and if they didn't do something, this beast was going to do some terrible deeds. If there were such hidden talents within them, why had they not felt it before. Unconvinced, Amelia looked at her open palms resting on her lap. Could she?
Before she could ask, Conner and the a boy she frankly was noticing for the first time asked how they were going to attain it. Yes, how. Focusing hard, she leaned in her seat staring at Arno with a passionate on her toes wait. If she was able to help, she would do it. The world needed to continue to be peaceful! She did want a huge change, well here it was before her, an adventure.
Rynn01
ShadowStream-chan
Krylancelo Mooncrest
Tigerlvr_Bailey
PonderingPenguin
Ryan Cahill
Maxy Wexerg
Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2016 10:18 am
Brandon
~ Couldn't care less
Brandon made it a point to listen when someone was talking but to be completely honest, he was done caring. Magic powers? Blessings? This outing started out fun but now he was just bored. He could care less for this world and the people in it, nobody cared if he lived or died so who was he to give a s**t? He popped open one of his Grape Kat Knips and started sipping away. The deadly mix of sugar and carbonation was enough to make his tongue come alive in sensations, he didn't need anything else as he sat down at the big table.
Everyone around him seemed pretty curious but he really just wanted to know how long he was being forced to sit here. Brandon wasn't a good guy, this world didn't want him to be. This world wanted him to be his same pitiful stereotype until the day he did the world a favor and died. Cthulu can shove it for all he cared. He whipped out his phone and began texting one of his close friends. 'Bruh, this silt be cray, I wan' go home now? Totes hating my life, contemplating all the suicideys~! XD #Mondays #PsychicB #Knipchild #Hashtagmaniac'
Eventually he got a text that made him smile. 'Don't worry, when you're done I'll save you. Stay smiley Brandon.'Brandon slipped the phone back into his shoulder bag and took a nice shaky swig of his Knip. "Wait, so, you expect these kids to stop some big monster? That's cute and all but...I hope you don't expect my help. I have better things to do and reservations towards spending my last days in style." Brandon was done. That magic show with oldy's makeup was fantastic but he had seen better effects in movies. Even if this was real, even if Brandon was some sort of blessed god child... He didn't believe in himself, this 'adventure' didn't need a Brandon. His parents barely want him around anymore, why would all of these randoms want with him? He was better off with his own kind.
He threw a rather shrewd scowl forward towards Ashton, doing his best to show his disinterest.
Arno smiled most of them seemed to be on board at this point and he stood up. "I will unlock the powers now, but they won't show up till the morning. As for your statement Gwen, no. What you speak of is God with a capital G, what I speak of is gods with lower case. Even I do not know if there is a power stronger than myself." He walked around the table slowly and placed a finger on each child's forehead a bright light shining on them as he went from each person. Getting to Brandon he looked at the young man. "You don't believe in yourself do you child? Let me put it this way, if you leave now I will allow you too." He let that linger for him to take in. "But if you leave them, they will fail and they will all die. This task requires all of you to work together. I am one of the very few gods remaining. I can no longer keep Cthullu locked away or his powers at bay." Even though he was still young looking, the god seemed extremely tired and pushed to his limit.
Leon listened as Arno talked and sat very still when he gave him his powers. He didn't feel any more powerful, but the god did say that it would take till tomorrow for anything to take hold. Looking at Amelia he smiled glad that she was staying. He knew that she wasn't a strong fighter, but was sure that there was some way for her to help. Leaning over he whispered in her ear. "Don't worry, I'm sure that you're gonna be a lot more useful than me." He flashed her a grin and sat up straight as Arno placed his finger on Brandon's head and unlocked his powers then moved back to the head of the table.
"Ryan, you asked if I have a plan? Of course I have a plan, I'm a god what do you expect?" Arno smiled and started eating the food in front of him slowly. "My plan is to first check on my friend here in New York. He's gone quiet and I'm worried, once I get information if he's alive or dead then I can proceed further." He put his fingers together as he finished the last bite of his steak and swallowed as the butler reappeared and put another piece of steak on his plate. "So, you've all had powers unlocked and you've had time to think. If any of you leave this mission will fail, but you won't remember anything that happened here today." Arno started eating his second steak and waited for answers.
_amyninkai_
Maxy Wexerg
Rynn01
Ryan Cahill
Shadowstream-chan
Tigerlvr_Bailey
PonderingPenguin
Monotonesword34
Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2016 12:58 pm
**[Denim Baxter]**
Location: The Mansion
Feeling: Happily Surprised
With: Random People, Amelia, Connor, Ashton, Leon, Brandon
A small smile would spread across Denim's face one that would make it seem as if they were laughing at the person. However this smile was not meant to mock anyone, it was a smile of joy that someone finally guessed his name the first time. Or at all. He would have to do the boring way and tell them. "Don't look down in the muck you got it right. Good job not many do. Most people ask if my name is Blue and it's sad people can't tell colors distinctly" Or maybe it's weird that they can. Well weird is really subjective because it changes constantly and never stays the same.
When given a wink he flinched as if he was punched as he didn't know why it just looked weird when someone winked. Maybe it was because he had only known about it from books and never really seen people do these gestures but he knew what it meant. "Oh well it was easy to find out. Just had to get a better look and hear of you...hear of you? I mean just get to hear you talk. And it all fit in together." Denim would say putting his hands together as if to show that everything fit together like a puzzle. When asked if he was worthy of her name he smiled and said. "I'm worthy of wield the mighty mjolnir...not really but i like to think i can" Denim would make another reference not being quiet about any of this so anyone could have heard them
When talked about the powers they would have and given more background knowledge about the whole events of what happen. Denim took little interest which wha would be weird considering that was the most shocking news they have received. Maybe because he knew about Cuthulu at least the legends he had and didn't find it interesting at all. When the old man walked over and put a finger on his forehead he just looked at hi for a bit before he started to eat, he was hungry. However he could multitask easily so anything that was said he would remember it later easily.
Connor started eating the food, since she was starving. She did admit the food was really good, hence one, it was not her cooking and it was not takeout food from Asian Restaurants and American Fast Food places. She could hear that Amelia rose and said she would stay and help fight....if there was a alternative. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but there is no other way other than fighting. I don't think this Cthu...Chubacabra god...i forgot the name, is going to be so merciful just because of the 'no fighting' stance, it's gonna kill whether you like it or not. It's not My Little Pony World that we are in."
She then could hear Brandon also saying he was not going to do this, and that he had better things to do. She blinked as she shrugged it off. "I'm staying, I got nothing better to do back home....and besides....maybe I can learn a thing or two being here. I always see in those TV shows that you become a better person when dealing with this quest...so I'll stay and see how this goes." She then had her arms behind her head in a relaxed position as this 'god' assumed Brandon did not believe in himself as he went through every single one of them, touching their head to help unleash their...power. "Imma laugh if I have powers of Shadow the Hedgehog or Goku from DragonBall Z." She muttered to herself with a slight chuckle. She then continued eat her food before finishing. "Welp, nice dinner and all." She then stood up and picked up the plate. "Now, where's the kitchen so I can get this dish washed? And also, where do we stay for the day? Hence I assume all of us have brought our luggage...."
Ryan watched as he walked around the room and gave them each powers, well powers they would receive in the morning. Almost like a christmas gift you always wanted. Would these powers enhance his ability to make gadgets actually work. He would always try to get gadgets to work but something would always be off about them and he would abandon them never to return to fix them. Maybe he would finally be able to fix them. Of course he left them back at his house though in his closet. He did have his toolbag though with some parts which was in his room here. Speaking of which, "I'm on board but I just want to know where my room is."
He of course just wanted to be away from some of these people who he didn't think he could actually work with but I mean what choice did he have considering he already said yes. They probably all thought he was weird and most of them already knew each other. Of course he saw a few around school but never talked to any of them. He always like to be somewhere reading or in the workshop of the school messing with things. He finished his food and slunk down in his chair to try and make himself more unnoticable. He was just waiting till he was shown his room which considering this place was huge maybe he didn't need to share with anyone so he could read or fail at building something in his room without anyone disturbing him with questions or trying to get away from him because he didn't want to talk to them about pointless subjects.XX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~XXX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~XX
