A World Beyond (IC)

by **Zarkenis Ultima** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 5:52 pm

Frederick paid some more attention to the voice this time. However it didn't exactly pay, since the voice had said nothing interesting or useful this time around, it had merely refused to hand them the Coiled Viper. He noticed Fluffy Hitler Lucifer began hissing slightly, and looked around nervously, and wondered what could have caused this behavior. "What's wrong?" He asked the tiny beast, speaking quietly and hoping that the time he spent teaching the thing some English had paid off.

by **New East Ireland** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 6:09 pm

Damien would've said something to the voice, but he couldn't help but noticed Fluffy Lucifer Hitler the First. "Uh, hey, little guy," he said to FHL, quietly. He approached the little devil. Such cuteness and dangerousness in one ball of sharp happiness was too adorable for this psychopathic principal.

by **Nightkill the Emperor** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 7:57 pm

"Fuck..." FHL muttered quietly.

The voice spoke again to Vernon, sounding almost amused. You, a mere human, are threatening a dragon? it asked quietly, a chuckle in its voice.

Suddenly, everyone was invisible.

Well, this isn't correct. The PCs were all perfectly visible, and perfectly well there. They just were now unable to see each other, or hear each other.

by **New East Ireland** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:01 pm

Damien looked around, before shrugging. "Dragon. My name is Damien, though you already knew that. Unlike my cohorts, I actually have the ability to take this city down into flames. What would you say if I made you a deal? The Coiled Viper, in exchange for... A chore."

by **Metanih** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:05 pm

"Hey Dragon, excuse my asshole of a friend here. Vernon is senile, and doesn't even know what he is saying most of the time. Simply listen to him. He is convinced he is talking to gnomes, and he has a gnome fetish and such. He thinks he is speaking to a highly attractive female gnome i am sure. Of course, this is mostly speculation. His mind is unfathomable to even the most insane men in the world." Hailey said, immediately upon realizing that she couldn't hear her companions. Mocking Vernon was fun, and even more fun when said aloud. Even if he couldn't hear her.

by **Ranbo** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:16 pm

New East Ireland wrote:Damien looked around, before shrugging. "Dragon. My name is Damien, though you already knew that. Unlike my cohorts, I actually have the ability to take this city down into flames. What would you say if I made you a deal? The Coiled Viper, in exchange for... A chore."

Jun wandered back to where everyone was, and looked around. A smile Lit up his face, and he said,"Where is everyone? Is this a magic trick? I love magic!"

He wandered through the 'empty' room. Punching the air, he suddenly felt himself connect forcefully with someone. "Uh..."He called out concerned,"Sorry about that. Who'd I hit?"

by **Nationstatelandsville** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:19 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:"Fuck..." FHL muttered quietly.

The voice spoke again to Vernon, sounding almost amused. You, a mere human, are threatening a dragon? it asked quietly, a chuckle in its voice.

Suddenly, everyone was invisible.

Well, this isn't correct. The PCs were all perfectly visible, and perfectly well there. They just were now unable to see each other, or hear each other.

"Why yes," Vernon said, "yes I am. I'd like to make good on those threats now please, so kindly come and try to eat me. Let's not pretend like you even have a chance. I know kung fu. Or something like that. Anyways, just come out here and finish this... whore."

Vernon began to tap his feet, waiting for this dragon to finish with it's parlor magic tricks and move on. He had a plan to deal with the dragon when it showed up, and he would probably end up screaming it at his friends while he was chased and nearly eaten alive by a giant dragon that could totally kick his ass. He was no thinking in terms of Rule of Funny of course, and he was very aware that Mr. G would never pass on a chance for him to fight a dragon one-on-one and win, or at least escape, due to some wacky and nonsensical reason.

by **Zarkenis Ultima** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 9:12 pm

Frederick saw Damien approach and then suddenly become completely invisible and inaudible. He was about to tell him to stay the fuck away, but apparently that would no longer be needed. He did, however, hear Fluffy Hitler Lucifer mutter the word 'Fuck'. He simultaneously felt pride and uncertainity. However, assuming that nothing was going to get solved by simply standing around like that, he held Fluffy Hitler Lucifer more tightly and walked forward, going deeper into the prison.

by **Ameriganastan** » Fri Nov 11, 2011 10:07 pm

"What in the..."

Earl looked around, rather confused. Everyone was gone.

"I knew it. I fucking knew it. Never easy is it? You can't have us find the Viper easily, can you G? No, you have to have a mysterious Voice Guy make everyone but me vanish. Fuck you G."

He pointed his gun at a wall, and let two shots ring off.

"I can handle this alone anyway."

by **Norvenia** » Sat Nov 12, 2011 7:35 am

Gabriel sighed, realizing that Vernon had just essentially destroyed any chance they might have of getting the dragon peacefully. I'm on my own, then. Pistol braced and ready, scanning for targets, he moved slowly deeper into the prison. Check your corners, he thought obsessively, sweeping his gun around to cover all the angles. Gabriel felt a darkness somewhere up ahead, drawing him ever forward like iron drawn to a lodestone. And for the first time, that terribly overused psalm seemed completely appropriate: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil...

Let's finish this.

by **Nightkill the Emperor** » Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:00 pm

Vernon was now back, in the very beginning of the day...in Jasper.

The town was alive and buzzing, people in it. He was patrolling with his fellow officer, and it was 6:45 AM, December 17th again.

For Hailey, her bloodthirstiness suddenly felt stronger, her Beast raging in her head. Yet...
She was in Jasper again. In the town square, before all the craziness had taken off. But she still felt thirsty, horribly so...

For Annette, she was now in Jasper again, sitting down at the tree she had been in, sketching as she had been doing at the rp's beginning. Damien was at the high school. Earl getting drunk with friends. Every character was where they should have been, had the insanity not taken off.

by **Metanih** » Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:11 pm

Oh fuck you G. Fuck you fuck you fuck you... Hailey repeated this mantra as she sat in a bench. Sun rose in about an hour or so, given it was winter... Give in. A town of unsuspecting humans... The Anvari will never know, will not punish you for it. They aren't even real, if you think about it. Do you think a dragon could out-power G? No... Feast on the illusions. Taste the illusion, the warm blood in your mouth. You would love it, and there would be no consequences. None at all...
None? But... What about Angel? What is she saying?
Don't worry about that. Worry about the thirst. Worry about that for now. You will enjoy this. No consequences, no lives lost... The beast was obviously enjoying this, quite a bit. He may not have believed everything he said, but Hailey definitely did.
Hailey stepped off the bench, and began walking towards a nearby bar. It wasn't quite a bar, but it was where her friends had hung out, before she had been sent to the mental hospital. They had all betrayed her, and they would surely pay a price for it. Even if it wasn't real at all...

by **Nationstatelandsville** » Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:21 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Vernon was now back, in the very beginning of the day...in Jasper.

The town was alive and buzzing, people in it. He was patrolling with his fellow officer, and it was 6:45 AM, December 17th again.

For Hailey, her bloodthirstiness suddenly felt stronger, her Beast raging in her head. Yet...
She was in Jasper again. In the town square, before all the craziness had taken off. But she still felt thirsty, horribly so...

For Annette, she was now in Jasper again, sitting down at the tree she had been in, sketching as she had been doing at the rp's beginning. Damien was at the high school. Earl getting drunk with friends. Every character was where they should have been, had the insanity not taken off.

Vernon was in his car, mind you, driving along next to Timothy. He blinked, and looked around him. His partner's head was buried in his hands, Vernon having just told an incredibly bad joke, a coffee in his other hand. His precious lightsaber toy, which I have keep mentioning, meaning it may be important, lay at his feet. Vernon was dressed in his original clothes with his... clown shoes! Yes! Fucking awesome! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! But wait... no. No. Not awesome. This was bad, this was... wrong. Very, very, extremely, double plus ungood. The dragon was messing with them, because he was a dick. Dragons. Were. Dicks. He knew that, and he knew this was bullshit.

"Timothy!" he shouted, the car screeching to a stop, sending Timothy's coffee all over his pants and burning his crotch, "YOU ARE NOT REAL!"

"Fuck you Cartwright!" Timothy screamed, the pain quite bad.

"Oh, cry me a river you Trekkie!" he snapped. He was not in a good mood right now, not with the whole "everybody around him was most likely dead in real life" thing.

"Who shoved a stick up your ass?"

"No one. Just some creepy old god tied strings to my arms and made into a marionette!"

"...Cartwright, did you take more than one pill this morning?"

"YES!" Vernon yelled back, beginning to honk his horn extremely obnoxiously, "BUT! THAT! IS! NOT! THE POINT!"

"You aren't acting like you," Timothy began, "well, you are. But you're also extremely loud. Normally you're a subtle brand of balls-out insanity, but today you've gone off the goddamn deep end. Why are you acting like this?"

"It amuses me," Vernon said with a slight smile and a shrug, "now then!"

Vernon climbed out of the car, much to the horn-based objections of the other drivers, who were now piling up in traffic. Timothy burst out of his door to see Vernon rushing down the street, and he followed. Why, even for Vernon this was madness.

"COME ALONG WATSON!" Vernon yelled back to Timothy, who caught up quite easily. Vernon stopped once they reached the park, which was not far. He clapped his hands together and turned to Timothy.

"Alright then my illusion of a friend," he began to explain, "here's the thing. You are just the result of a very elaborate illusion created by a dragon, who I was fighting in Al-"

"Oh," Timothy replied, "it's one of those days. A delusional day. Bye Cartwright!"

Timothy just walked away, leaving Vernon by himself. He saw Hailey walking towards a bar, and he followed, but was not nearly fast enough to catch her. Thus, he resigned himself to the fact that she was going to do what she was going to do. As such, he turned and hailed a cab. He planned to visit his old archenemy...

by **Zarkenis Ultima** » Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:48 pm

Frederick was walking down the halls, going deeper into the prison island that was Alcatraz with Fluffy Hitler Lucifer on his arm, when suddenly he was eating breakfast in a local near his house. Now, it was weird enough that he was eating breakfast, and then there was the fact that his house was in Jasper. Thus, he deduced that he was in Jasper. However, what really did concern him -Well, he was eating breakfast, it's not like he was wrestling bears- was the absence of his scaly little friend.

"...Fluffy?" He said aloud as he looked around. This caused the man serving him to burst out laughing, which in turn caused Frederick's anger, which in turn caused a fist to meet the man's face. Frederick then walked out of the local, not bothering to pay the tab, and began looking for Fluffy.

by **Ameriganastan** » Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:04 pm

Earl looked around, trying to figure out what just happened.

"How did...this is Marvin's, back in Jasper. Is the game over? Eh, who cares. I'm back home. And back at my home away from home. Marvin! Gimme a scotch, and make it snappy!"

by **New East Ireland** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:23 pm

Click... Click... Click...

Another boring day of doing paperwork. The school secretary was out nursing her child, or something, so Damien was stuck doing the secretary-type things, which were, as one might guess, extremely boring. Over the course of the last two days, Damien wondered if the school even needed a secretary for these kinds of things. He was, of course, the principal, so that justified him to make the students do the secretary-type things. But he decided not to, seeing as how he would only get in more trouble with the parents of the high-schoolers. Well, "brats" is what Damien called them.

His head in a state of boring nothingness, Damien jumped up when he noticed that Mrs. Hacker, the science teacher, had received a letter. Taking it, Damien strode out of the office and down the hall to the lab. Not noticing the lack of students, he burst into the lab and held out the letter. "Mrs. Hacker, you have a letter," Damien said, as he approached the teacher. He handed it out to her, and smiled a fake smile.

by **Norvenia** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 1:21 pm

Gabriel found himself back at his desk, in his office in St. David's. His hand flew to his chest, and he found himself without his leather jacket, without body armor, without his gun. He felt soft wool and cotton under his hand, and he suffered a moment of crippling disorientation. What is going on? What is happening to me? He stared around the room, the bookshelves piled with histories and religious theses, the framed diploma from Princeton, the photo of his platoon in Baghdad. This is not possible. He stared down at his ungloved hand, and found it holding a silver pen, poised above a preliminary budget for the church's homeless shelter.

I want it to be true. God, but I want it to be true so badly. It was an almost physical yearning, a pain that tugged at his heart like a slender cord. He let out a deep, shuddering breath. But it's not. Somehow, he didn't know how, he knew that in his bones. In spite of all good sense, this was the dream and the night on Alcatraz with the dragon was reality. I do not believe in this. There are no shortcuts, no easy ways out. There is only the struggle, and - if you're lucky - God's grace to help you bear the load. There are no easy escapes. And so this is not real either. And that knowledge was like a dagger to the heart.

Gabriel stood and quietly walked out of the church, his black suit coat whipping around him in the brisk morning air. He didn't know where he was going, what he could do. But he knew that he had to get away from the church. If I stay there much longer, it will be too painful to keep believing that this is an illusion. And so he tugged his jacket around him and strode off down the street.

by **Nightkill the Emperor** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 1:49 pm

The waiter ran after Fred, looking pissed off. "Look pal, you want to start a fight?" he asked, growling at him. This possible fight was occurring right outside the bar Hailey would usually go to to meet her friends.

The old teacher looked up at Damien, and received the letter. "Thank you, Mr. Seward." she said. Secretly, she wondered if they could finally get the school board to fire this bastard, or a find a lawyer to sue him to death.

A few crows hang out outside the window next to Damien, one pecking at it.

I assume Vernon's cab was now headed toward the school, so yeah.

It's an illusion. the voice insisted to Gabriel. It's so clear! G wants you to be lost in this, going about your normal life...the only way out of this would be let your anger go, to use God's anger.

by **New East Ireland** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 1:57 pm

Damien walked curiously over to the window. "Mrs. Hacker... These crows are at the window. Should we let them inside?" he asked calmly. He still had the memory of his previous adventure, and as far as he knew, all of his powers.

by **Norvenia** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 2:03 pm

"You." Gabriel hissed the word aloud, though too softly to be heard. His jaw clenched, and his hands flexed into fists. "Dragon. Oh, you know me less well than you suppose." Gabriel chuckled, a raw and humorless sound. "All these years, I've lived a normal life. All these years, I've held my rage in check. And do you know how? Do you know why?" Gabriel's lips skinned back from his teeth in an expression that was half agonized grimace and half triumphant grin. "Because God helped me. The anger comes from me, creature - not from God. And while you are powerful enough to break my mind and my body, you are nothing compared to God - nothing compared to Him who strengthens me."

Gabriel reached into his pocket and pulled out his Bible, sinking to his knees in the street. The temptation to give in, to let it all out just once - it was almost overwhelming. But at the same time, singing through every cell in his body, Gabriel felt a kind of incandescent belief that he had never experienced before, a faith so pure and overwhelming that it seemed as if it could burn away everything, every obstacle and every weakness. Knuckles white on the Bible, Gabriel closed his eyes and prayed with all his might. "Now get out of my head!"

by **Metanih** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 2:26 pm

"Fred, what the hell do you think you are doing?" Hailey said, as she reached her hunting spot. "Do you wish for me to take care of this for you? " She said, smiling, fangs shown, but she was only facing Fred. The fangs wouldn't be noticed by the waiter. Hailey didn't wait for an answer. "So, I am sure this is a large misunderstanding. Perhaps you would like to come with me, and we can leave this one-armed man here behind." Hailey used Awe on the waiter.

by **Ranbo** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 3:06 pm

Jun was walking though the streets. For some reason, he was in a strange city, that yet...was strangely familiar. He didn't know how, but the name popped into his head. "Jasper,"He whispered. "I'm in Jasper." Looking around, he didn't see anyone he recognized, only a sea of strangers.

Sitting onto a bench, he pondered the strange occurence. He didn't understand how he was in this city, when Alcatraz was around him just a while ago. He stood up, and started running. He had to find his friends; Maybe they could shed some light on this mystery.

by **Ameriganastan** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 4:58 pm

"Man, I'm glad this shit is finally over. No more psycho priests, no more lesbian vampires, no more Mr. G. Yup. Life is good."

The bartender slid him a glass of scotch.

"Yup. Back where i belong getting drunk at my favorite bar."

He took a sip from the glass. He sat there for a few moments, and threw it against a wall.

"Damn it, i knew this was too good to be true. Years of television watching, and i didn't see it. This is an illusion ain't it? Whoever is doing this, they don't know what the scotch from Marvin's taste like. Fuck."

He kicked his chair over, and marched outside.

"Fucking illusion. I'm gonna smack the shit out of somebody."

by **Nationstatelandsville** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 7:21 pm

"Fuck you Henry!" Vernon shouted as he threw his wallet to the cab driver, "I told you I was sorry!"

"YOU BLEW UP MY GARAGE!" the cab driver screamed back as he peeled away from the school, speeding off, leaving Vernon in front of the corner of the school he had crashed into in Reality #1. He flipped the cabbie off, mumbling about how blowing the garage up was necessary to stopping a criminal. Really, his blathering only made sense to him. He turned with a swinging of his body, bobbing into the school and kicking the door in. Or rather, kicking the door open. He strolled towards the principal's office, throwing the door open and letting out a massive holler.

"BRING ME SEWARD!" he cried, "TELL HIM THAT BATMAN WANTS HIM! That should get his attention."

by **Nightkill the Emperor** » Sun Nov 13, 2011 9:52 pm

The teacher stared at Damien. "Let the crows inside, sir?" she asked.

Without a real struggle, the man nodded. "Yeah, he isn't worth it." he said, frowning at Fred.

There was a sudden pain in Gabriel's head, and a scream was heard, and then suddenly he was back in Alcatraz.

And still in Jasper. He was seeing both places at the same time, and it somehow came into his head making sense. He was simultaneously in the illusive world and Alcatraz.

Security guards rushed toward Vernon, looking annoyed. Then one facepalmed. "Of course...it's Cartwright."

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