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 Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 11:29 pm
This truly was a paradise, so green and full of life. An Eden of sorts, if you believed in such things but even if you didn't and had just heard stories, this was what you would have thought of.
It would have also been wonderful to see in the midst of battle, with bodies of senshi littering the ground as the Negaverse triumphed to protect the planet that was truly theirs. It was probably a place one wouldn't want to see sullied with such a travesty, but there had to be some sacrifices for the greater good and the future of the Earth.
Epistilbite let out a thoughtful sigh from her high tree-top perch, her mind playing scenarios and what-ifs, as she had not had a chance to partake in the first and second waves of battle, having been needed elsewhere and occupied. It was probably glorious, and her General-King was probably magnificent. A sweet smile spread across her face, her eyes almost lost in a daze as they unfocused from the little screen she had been watching on her remote control.
Not noticing as her little jeep car rammed into something rather solid.
[*note: Lizzy is to blame for the name of this roleplay]
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 12:03 am
He wasn't in Kansas anymore. That was all Sailor Parthenope could think of as he stumbled through the forest of Elysion. Wherever it was, it was absolutely breathtaking.
This had to be a dream...
There was absolutely no way that he could have transported himself there with his own powers. He was the senshi of tar for goodness sake, not the senshi of getting lost in the middle of nowhere. Now that this was pretty obviously a dream, there were two options: Figure out whether or not this was a flying dream or a zombie apocalypse dream. One look around and it was pretty easy to see that there were no flesh eating zombies trying to come after him. There wasn't much of anything besides trees and dirt. Pretty trees and dirt but still trees and dirt. This place just seemed way too nice for that sort of dream anyway.
Before he had the time to mull over the possibility that it could be something more, a whirring sound and a tap again his foot caught him off guard. The senshi starred down at the toy car like it was some sort of alien thing. How the hell did that get there? Were there kids here too? How did hell would they get here? Nothing in this place seemed to make any sense. Sailor Parthenope squatted down to take a closer look at the black and gray car. It definitely looked like a car you could walk to a toy store and buy. The little car was still revving against his shoe, trying to get past the leather blockade. Parthenope looked around to try and see if the driver was anywhere. He was almost expecting some 5 year old boy to come charging out of the under brush and accusing him of trying to steal it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:27 pm
Why? Epistilbite frowned. Her eyebrows pushed together as she glanced down again at the little screen. Such happy little thoughts had been interrupted when her eyes drifted down for that split second, only to see black and a continued black and very little details from the camera mounted on her RC-car. Given how little attention she had been paying and to new surroundings no less, she had probably rammed the thing into a tree or rock.
"Balls," The dark skinned lieutenant swore lowly, tongue thick with a Swahilian accent. Where had it gone, she thought to herself as she flicked the switch on her control to set the car into reverse a little. There was a little click as the gears changed and the little tires squealed against the dirt, pulling itself off the assault on Parth's shoes and a few feet away from the new senshi.
"Hm..." What was this. Epistilbite squinted, pulling the remote and little camera closer, now nose to nose with it. The camera didn't have the best of views, made things everything slightly blurry but she would make out the vague silhouette of a person. A person, here. And obviously she wasn't going to know this person, her side or no.
Pushing usual logical actions she had acquired from her gain of power, Epstil pushed herself out of the tree with a graceful landing to the floor below and made her way towards where her little weapon hopefully was.
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