He had found his way to the Tavern - it seemed like the best place to wander back to after whatever the ******** that s**t was. A big frown showed on his face as he found a seat to fall in to, waiting to see who he could recognize falling back in after the smorgasbord of stupid that they just went to.
"Well, that was bullshit." He voiced outwards.
Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 6:53 pm
Epithet groaned as he sat up, hand on his head. He did not need that, no not at all. He growled as he pushed himself to his feet, dusting himself off and crossing his arms defensively across his chest. He woke up in the Tavern, a place he never bothered to enter purely on the basis that there were a lot of players there, too many he would be comfortable around.
"Hardly necessary to wipe us out."
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 6:59 pm
KnottedLips woke up with a scream--
That suddenly stopped. What? This didn't look like where she had been before.
There was nothing in her chest anymore. There was nothing being withdrawn from her. Where was she? She patted the ground around her, looked up, looked around. Oh. She knew where she was now. The Tavern. She hadn't come by here much, but she was here now. KnottedLips supposed that was what mattered, the fact that she was here now with her hands on solid ground and her body not ... dead and missing odd red crystals that Alice could magically draw from them without question. Of course, that did raise one rather important question, one that hadn't really been addressed yet by her swirling, confused brain: How was she still here after she was so destroyed?
She saw it. She saw the way the hand had plunged into her, and she saw something red get withdrawn. ... They were in Wonderland, though. This was supposed to be a place where they couldn't die. She swore in those moments she had to be dead, but it seemed, even now the AI couldn't destroy them. Perhaps they simply were not strong enough to actually outright challenge her at this point--an interesting thought in itself.
Knotted felt warm. She licked her lips uncomfortably, bringing herself to a stand. She wanted to go back and stand her ground, but after that, she knew it would be useless. Were they just trapped here, doomed to this fate?
KnottedLips didn't want to do this anymore. She was done with Wonderland. She loved having her own lips back, and she loved the interesting places to see and the tasty food and the weird creatures and even some of the glitches but ... this was too much. She was ready to go back home. She was ready to escape from this dream and not deal with evil cloning artificial intelligences of Wonderland games she didn't even know how she got herself into.
"Jack... jackdammit."
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My character's username: KnottedLips My character's level: 37 Character's HP: 40 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
KnottedLips is of average height, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a brilliant smile (unlike one the out-dream self has ever had). She wears the clothes of the Cheshire Cat Wraith but in slightly different colors, the scarf and tail instead of purple shades.
He had no cigarettes, so he was reserved to 'smoking' a straw, which really was just him constantly chewing on the end of it in habit. Turning to see the two who had (unfortunately) met up with him, he gave a little hand wave, offering them in to a seat at the tavern.
"So that happened. Are you both alright?" He offered, giving them a once over. "s**t happened and that was insane. I think it's safe to say we're going to need a bigger boat."
From what this man was saying, she had to assume that he had also been destroyed by the ... AI... whatever it was. It certainly seemed like no ordinary ghoul anymore, considering it could turn into a shadow eye monster thing.
"I guess so." Knotted quietly murmured, pressing a hand to her chest. There was no hole in her chest anymore, though she would certainly like to know what had been pulled out of her. Was that the core of her? Had she already been replaced? Was this just a copy of the her that was previously inside the room? How did she remember what was inside the room, then? Were these memories just put there? What if something different had happened? What if they were all dead--
Snap out of it Serafina!
Knotted jumped, shaking her head. No, no, keep in the present. She was fine ... for the moment, anyway. "Yeah, I agree." 'Bigger boat?' She wasn't sure how much swimming there was to do here--oh, phrasing, right. She knew that.
"That's nothing we can just challenge on our owns."
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My character's username: KnottedLips My character's level: 37 Character's HP: 40 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
KnottedLips is of average height, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a brilliant smile (unlike one the out-dream self has ever had). She wears the clothes of the Cheshire Cat Wraith but in slightly different colors, the scarf and tail instead of purple shades.
He had just been enjoying his drinkwhen someone had to ruin it by screaming. Honestly, who was so rude as to do that? Screams were for the battlefield, naturally.
The gryphon turned his head with a disapproving look, first at the ghoul who'd decided making noises was suitable for the bar, and then towards the others. "What, charged into a boss without a real party?" he asked with a little smirk. "No need to get all dramatic about it, noobs."
(Someone had been picking up the local language a little too late.)
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My character's username: killsteal My character's level: 25 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: Current Guild: Cry Havoc Location: Small IC description of character: Tall tanned grizzled gryphon class dude with wild hair, clawlike hands and feet, a pair of curved horns, and a feral grin. Acts a bit more like an animal than a humanoid at points. Character journal:xxx
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 7:19 pm
"I'm fine." He replied to the first person he noticed. "My curiosity, perhaps my anger, got the better of me. I did not expect her to negate my Illusion and kill me directly through it. The griffon spoke up and he did not seem pleased. Especially being called a 'noob'. That wasn't a word. Epithet scoffed.
"Attacking her, in general, doesn't seem like the best idea. Haven't met the Queens yet, but I bet they're actually manageable as oppose to instant knock outs."
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2014 7:21 pm
"---g try any---" McCowboy paused, realizing he was no longer in the puppet room but now in the tavern. He had died - he had been killed by another player. "SONOFACOCKLICKINGBITCH."
"Get me a goddamn drink," he demanded to the walrus bartender. "I need to go pound an a*****e later, and not in the fun way."
He leaned against the bar counter and listened in to the others.
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My character's username: McCowboy My character's level: 62 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Small IC description of character: A tall and muscular lightly freckled human with a brown and gold duster coat, tight red pants, and a slanted feathered cowboy hat. Character journal:[ BATTLE ENTRY LOG ]
Knotted glared back at the gryphon--killsteal, what kind of name was that?--that was glaring at her.
Not like he was there to get his chest stabbed by an evil eye tentacle--and they were certainly not noobs! KnottedLips may not have been the most confident in her abilities, but she knew she was certainly better than a noob would be. In fact, she wasn't going to even dignify that with a response. Instead, she'd look over at Ephitet.
Of course abilities had no effect on the master AI. She was the master AI... Well, it was. Whatever.
"Do you really want to attack the Queens, though? After what the AI said? It seems like that'll only get us destroyed and replaced."
Oh, another guy. Swearing up a storm. That was rather ... vulgar. Always polite, KnottedLips frowned. Wait...
There was a fun way to pound a--
Never mind.
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My character's username: KnottedLips My character's level: 37 Character's HP: 40 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
KnottedLips is of average height, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a brilliant smile (unlike one the out-dream self has ever had). She wears the clothes of the Cheshire Cat Wraith but in slightly different colors, the scarf and tail instead of purple shades.
Another spawned in to the group, swearing so hard that it actually made Allan? tear up a little, going to push out a seat for him, raising an eyebrow a little.
"Sounds like you got stuck in the giant ******** that started." He murmured to McCowboy, before his attention was stolen by the ******** giant of a man who wandered in, giving him a shrug. He figured he may as we help spread the news right?
"AI is a ******** nutcase." He started, going to chew on his straw more, gnawing down on it and going to pick out another straw - this one wouldn't last at all. His nicotine cravings actually started to hurt. "We found ALICE, she was behind this bullshittery of a glitchy mob world. She wants to replace us, in . . ." A pause, thinking. "Hallowdeusworld."FOGGY.
"Went ballistic. Pretty much destroyed a bunch of people. They're in the process of respawning as we speak. Wants us to co-operate and live in this Cheshire-Filled, Nicotine lacking world."
He wanted a smooooooooooke.
Turning to Epithet, he thought slowly. "Are the Queens of her making, though?"
The taverns looked like as good place as any to take a nice little break from side quests in the Red Queen's castle, and that's exactly where Green headed. Oblivious to all that went down behind the Sealed Door. He had left there promptly after seeing the other version of him behind glass and had gone about his business. It had been nicer to think about, getting lost in this place and all. Not a care ~
But when he stepped inside, he noticed there seemed to the type of tension one could cut with a knife. And Blue seemed to be going off on something or other. The Royal Gryphon sauntered up to his fellow Ranger in another faction and slide by his side, hey husbando, wowzit?"
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My character's username: GreenRanger My character's level: 49 Character's HP: 40 Current party: -- Current Guild: Queen's Rangers Location: -- Small IC description of character: A tall brown haired humanoid male sportin' the green set of Gryphon attire, and most likely doing stupid poses. While smiling. And humming to himself.
Hearing another voice he tilted his head enough to see Green show up again, in all his pirate-y goodness. At least he seemed to be in a good mood still, so it meant that he didn't fall in to the tiff of the ALICE AI. Giving him a little nod, he decided to recap after rambling to killsteal.
Well, wasn't that a sizable explanation. Enough to make his eyebrows raise and his lips thin into a line until he replied firstly with a nice short, "Oh." And nod, and nod again as his gaze fell to the ground.
He might have expected a larger robust sort of reaction from himself, a dramatic yelling into the skies as he held his hands up into fists proclaiming that he wouldn't dare let it happen. Maybe the island had jaded his surprise face or something, even after so few months. "No foolin'? Well... s**t..." Or just maybe he was just in a little bit of shock, and he let his humored smile cover it up. Sometimes that's how people dealt with these kinds of things.
Huh. So they were going to.. get stuck here. "Anyone try to stop her or anythin'?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 6:53 am
Joy fell backwards heavily, slamming into tables and upsetting chairs in her descent, arms flailing in front of her while screaming wildy, "'Nay, no no no no no huwag!" Only to find she was, well, not in that creepy-a** room with the creepy-a** dolls that the creepy-a** ALICE said was going to take over them, like some shitty body-snatcher remake. The realization was not enough to stop the momentum as she fell onto the tavern floor, and prayed to God that the sticky substance she was lying on was just spilt drink.
"Nnnng," she groaned, gingerly reaching out for something to anchor herself to and pull herself up.
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My character's username: RazerHead My character's level: 51 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Royal Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: Secrets Service - The Game Enders Location: Small IC description of character: Brown-haired, 5"6, tanned Royal Gryphon wearing the black and red outfit. Got some scars on her too. Character journal:RazerHead
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