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 Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 10:10 pm
The first thing you see as you wake up, head throbbing terribly is a horribly gaudy sign. It hangs on a few suspended wires and flashing lights and says: "SPEAK THE PASSWORD"
There's a sign a little below that just says upside down: səoʇɐʇod.
OOC SPEAK THE PASSWORD - If you don't know it then you'll have to wait for someone who does :C - You cannot post in this thread unless you have ICly been summoned (through defeat or any other GM cause) into this thread.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 5:17 pm
[ entering from white kingdom KO ]
How she'd gotten here was a mystery. In her recent memory, she recalled Ryan going Turbo, and spears impaling her. It wasn't exactly a pretty memory to accompany her rocking headache. She took a moment to take deep breaths, trying to center herself to combat her headache.
The bright flashing lights didn't help. Thanks Mark.
She stared at the sign. Speak the password. Well, she had that password. Simple enough. "Mark is awesome," she said complacently. Why had Kat been so upset about having to say that?
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 6:05 pm
The buildings shifted, as a TV flickered to life, revealing a very familiar figure wearing a pan on his head. "You have said the secret password, and thus, you may enter!!!"
Fanfare began to play as there was a loud rumble, some of the junk moving around to form a makeshift entrance.
What lay on the other side wasn't even solid. It was mostly bits and pieces of grey with junk floating all over the place. There wasn't even a gravity to speak of, and moving from one area to the next involved grabbing onto objects and pushing oneself away from them.
Mark was currently engaged in a glowing screen a little above Ami. "Hey, you made it! Awesome!" He started to slowly tilt sideways, until he was upside down, still typing on the glowing screen. "So like, I'm still remodeling okay, I'll have the portal up soon." He gestured towards where the Silver Portal lay, flickering in and out of existence. "The exact frequency of being attuned to it is annoying, and it keeps on flickering, I feel like I'm trying to hack into the freaking White House or something." A pause. He tilted his gaze (upside down) at Ami. "So, did you manage to kill your King yet and stuff? You know we need the real guy to bring through the portal right? Or at least you got the artifact?" The tone was a little desperate. OOC THE DOOR IS OPEN- Anyone who arrives in this area can just walk through the door in the center of the "Trash Kingdom" - You will probably see Mark floating talking to a computer who keeps on calling him 'The Great One'
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 6:12 pm
Ami rolled her eyes. Mark would program in fanfare to play when the door opened. What an idiot.
She did, however, walk through the gate, to address Mark, wherever he was. The reaction came from above her, with his rapt attention captured by a screen. Then he went upside down. Ami was so glad this man was in the Death Division.
A small part of her wanted to protest breaking into a white house, but she had to remind herself that that part of her memory was a lie. Colors didn't matter any more.
Ami's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Mark asked her both about a dead king and an artifact she didn't have. That wasn't what he said. She was supposed to reconvene here, then kill the king. He said they'd be helping her and the others do so. Though ... now that one of the others was dead.
She shook her head. "No Mark. To both. Things went haywire in the White Kingdom, and Ryan he ... I'm not really sure what happened. You also never told us what the artifact was, so I had no time to search for it," she said pointedly, already up in arms. She felt bad about disappointing him when he was so eager, but considering he was upside down, it was a little hard to talk seriously with him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 7:23 pm
"No no no no, I'm going to get fired!" Mark pulled at his hair, or really, the parts sticking out from under his pot. Actually Mark, considering his employer, was probably going to get a little more than fired, unless this was some terrible pun. He half-listened to Ami and half-made up his own version, typing madly on the makeshift computer and narrating his report out loud. "Found one.... Sleeper... they seem to be under some sort of... mind control.... everyone else is lost. Comma. Again. I am so alone... in this desolate wasteland.... where noone understands me....." Click click click.
Mark paused and stared critically at Ami upside down. "Well, what are you still doing here, do distract the progr- I mean, go save your boyfriend. Ryan right? Or was it Wilson?" A sly look. "Or was it both, you know what they say about nailing two scripts with one programming language."
Chances are, Ami didn't.
Mark continued typing. "So don't worry about the painful death and stuff, I'll try to change that out too, for now go save your boyfriend and stuff. You gotta kill the fake one first, stab him with this Distortion crystal here, kablooie, right in the heart. Then, you gotta search his body for a key or map or something, here, take this absolutely useless headset. It'll make you feel better if I can ever get it to work in this low tech place. When the King replicas are dead, look for some hidden room, some chamber. There's a mirror inside that contains your real boyfriend, very Inception-esque with a bit of Sleeping Beauty."
A pause as he handed Ami the completely useless headsets and a shard of glowing white crystal. "And for the record, don't kiss him while he's down cuz that's like necrophillia and stuff." chimarii -While the headsets dont do anything, stabbing a King with the crystal in the heart will instantly kill them HOWEVER: it can only be dome when the King has been attacked more than five times total, needing a charge of 5 attacks. Good luck!
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 7:55 pm
Ami's face turned red as a beat as Mark repeatedly claimed that Wilson was her boyfriend. She tried to stay on subject, but it was a real d**k move of Mark to keep bringing it up like that. Her teeth began grinding against each other as he implied she was sleeping with both boys. As if Ami would cheat on someone. She couldn't be impudent though, Mark was her commanding officer. Technically.
When he gave her the items she said, "I ... understand." She took the headset first and maneuvered around her neck- if it was useless there was no point in putting it on her head, but if it started making noise, she'd still be able to hear it. Secondly, she took the crystal and tucked it into a pocket.
When Mark implied that she was a necrophiliac, she broadly slapped him across the face. Too much was too much.
And then she left. Orders were orders~
[ exit ]
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 12:40 am
((entering))
It had been peaceful.
Well, that depended on what the outlook was. Physically, it was excruciating and terrible. But she couldn't even remember the pain, anymore. All she could remember, was the sound of Malodore cackling, and its hand on her cheek. They were memories that would haunt her for the rest of her life - because for her, memories never faded.
Unless they were forced away.
Still, Riley found herself sitting in a strange, surreal place, thinking about what she'd just dealt with. That facade, that little fake, had decided that killing her was worth its own life. And that meant that she had done what she'd set out to do.. without actually having to kill Malodore.
One single chuckle escaped her.
It had managed to save her the trauma of killing the shadow of her lover, by suiciding with her.
A few higher pitched laughs bubbled out.
Without knowing it, Malodore had managed to save her, and itself, all at once.
She dropped back, her body hitting the floor, and started laughing hysterically for several long, long minutes.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 12:21 pm
((Entering))
Well that was an interesting experience. Shun took note that dissipating in this world was a s**t ton more painful than in reality. And as a result, when he woke back up, he was feeling a little irritable. Standing, he looked around to see where he was. This wasn't the Red Kingdom. Nor was it the battlefield. No. It looked like a junkyard. And the door was open.
Oh. Riley was here too.
Laughing like a maniac.
"...."
He just decided to leave her be while stepping into the middle of this junkyard, trying to see if there was anything around here.
"Nothing but trash..." he muttered. Perhaps they should just leave to go back into the fray. There was more killing that needed to be done.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 12:54 pm
The laughter only stopped when she realized she wasn't alone. Riley chuckled one last time and pushed herself up to her feet. And how was your day, Tiger Shun? Riley teased, moving to follow him. Come on, let's finish our job.
She was in a delightful mood. Which was disturbing.
((exit))
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 12:57 pm
"Rather bloody."
After all, he had stabbed the image of Mitsu to death, then basically blew up some other grunt while taking himself out in the process. In any case, Shun was more than ready to head on back into battle. There was nothing here anyway.
Though, he felt like Riley was a little too happy...
Hm.
Shaking his head, he just silently walked out after her.
((Exit))
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 3:13 pm
Mark blinked. "Did you hear something?" He asked his computer.
'No Mark the Awesomenator 10, 000', His computer replied, in a sort of monotone voice, 'I only hear you. You are just way too awesome. Your Jedi skills and Tony Stark awesomeness are way to awesome for others to even comprehend, oh great one.'
He beamed. He knew there was a reason he spent time programming his Companion Bot, as opposed to making the headsets work.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 6:28 pm
[[ enter ]] Ash awoke with a snarl, jolting awake as his body pieced back together, reassembling him into one piece yet again.
He flexed his hands, standing tall, standing before...
Well. A great deal of trash. The reaper decided to investigate, invading the open area, eyes narrowing as he saw an odd figure speaking to a personal computer of some sort.
"Hello," he rasped, jabbing a finger into the stranger's chest, his face still fraught with madness, green eyes wild like an animal's. "How do I reach the Violet Kingdom?."
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 7:03 pm
((entre)) When Riley returned a second time, she was not as amused as the first. She didn't waste time pondering what might have been - she simply got up, and started to move towards the gate.
She stopped, just before reaching it, as Ash prodded the human working the console. Was he.. serious?
With a face like that, the answer was probably deadly so.
It's this way. Riley pointed towards the gate, her finger gesturing a little lazily. She didn't wait for him to respond, or even follow. The way back was clear - if he had no real agenda, as she did, and he wanted to spend his time in the in between, it wasn't her business. She left with quickening steps, disappearing almost as soon as she'd appeared.((exito))
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 7:19 pm
((Enter))
Shun was not entirely happy to say in the least as he was taken down again, this time not by his own will. As he woke up in the junk heap again, he dusted himself off. He didn't waste time, and just walked on out to return to the battlefield.
There was little point in him staying here after all.
((Exit))
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 7:50 pm
Mark stared at Ash.
And then for the intents and purposes of not glorifying something that really was not exactly Mark's most glorious moment ever, really, Mark screamed like a baby. It was one of those screams that would make B rated Hollywood shower lady screams pale in comparison.
When he was done wetting himself (in his defense, he hadn't been expecting it, okay), he managed to scramble as far away as he possible could (float) and then, when he was sure that he didn't need a change of pants, point vaguely towards the exit.
In the background, the Silver Gate pulsated, providing a very good reason as to why these not-quite-Hunters kept on showing up.
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