The Liquid Wallaby - Shining Gem of the Isles (TRANSITION)

[Torrocca]

Torr kinda-sorta awkwardly glances around due to Cerril's sudden silence, then says, "well, bye." He goes outside to watch the work of the Arkadacian police force, and probably cause some trouble for the sake of causing trouble.

[Lingria]

(Just incase you've heard of this character before from Ozzy, i wanted to make note that this is not the form you've heard. This is the TSB version which, ironically given how bad i was there, is the more interesting and balanced one. Instead of becoming a pyscho robot designer to take over the world, this version of her, relatively the same in every way, becomes a professional fighter like TSB Aurora did. Her self-made beam spell will also no longer one-shot a Correlian tank, which is beyond FT tech. I shouldn't be using that at all anyway though.

In the future, i'll probably just TG you the forms of my characters i'm thinking of for extra assurance, instead of an OOC blob like this, since i have a bit of a rocky past with managing power level and balancing properly. If anyone has ideas to help with fixing the rest of mine, those are also appreciated and encouraged, as my progress is somewhat slow.)

An aqua blue anthro mare, and unicorn at that, whose mane was strangely an ethereal length of colors which complemented and mimicked the Aurora Borealis with stunning accuracy, casually walks in to a park like any normal teenager girl would, texting mindlessly on her phone. Because why would a professional fighter in another world, even a teenager, act any more like an adult after making a living of beating people up. The normal attire of shorts far shorter than they needed to be and a tank top perhaps a bit to small, did nothing to suggest that her towering intellect or success in the ring had done a thing to mature her. Though, at the very least, her choice of luggage did at least make notion of some progress being made, with flatly-colored dufflebags over each shoulder, and a bag similar to that often worn to school on her back. Picking a bench, or rather just noticing it with peripheral visions, she sets the bags down and proceeds to sit herself. The long trip she's been on seems to not have bothered her much, her cellphone on the other hand, certainly is, as she hits it off the arm rest, "Stupid piece of shit... goddamn phone companies bullshit upgrade contracts." and finishes her short exposition of mild irritation by whipping the phone into a tree and shattering it to pieces.

(Hopefully i made a decent entrance.)

Sidney looked over at the made, intrigued.

[Barboneia]

"That's good, love... I guess they did help after all." He looked up, and stared at the spot where the medical vehicle once was. Dom sniffed the air, and glanced up at Ava, inquisitive. "Do you smell lavender...? Ah, nevermind. What did they do to you, huh?"

Ava looked at him, wide eyed.
"Well first, they gave me this drink. It tasted really sweet like, um, like honey...then they injected this white substance into my arm." She revealed the spot where they had injected her. It was covered in a small, clear bandage. "Then, they ran this huge red machine over me. And afterwards, they made me drink this other liquid....it tasted like straight up piss though." Ava frowned, shaking her head. "B-but it worked, I think... I don't feel like shit anymore..."

"That's good... Although, I hope it doesn't have some adverse side effects later..." Dom ran his hand up and down her cheek. "You want to go inside?"

[Chaos Crescent]

Torr kinda-sorta awkwardly glances around due to Cerril's sudden silence, then says, "well, bye." He goes outside to watch the work of the Arkadacian police force, and probably cause some trouble for the sake of causing trouble.

He is suddenly shot in both knee caps to stop him from causing trouble. But mostly it was because he needed the shots to the caps.

[Ava Ire]

Ava looked at him, wide eyed.
"Well first, they gave me this drink. It tasted really sweet like, um, like honey...then they injected this white substance into my arm." She revealed the spot where they had injected her. It was covered in a small, clear bandage. "Then, they ran this huge red machine over me. And afterwards, they made me drink this other liquid....it tasted like straight up piss though." Ava frowned, shaking her head. "B-but it worked, I think... I don't feel like shit anymore..."

"That's good... Although, I hope it doesn't have some adverse side effects later..." Dom ran his hand up and down her cheek. "You want to go inside?"

Ava sighed.
"Ye-yeah.." She looked around, and shivered. "You know what? I-I think I picked up that virus from the Middle Ages..."

[New Babylonia]

(Just incase you've heard of this character before from Ozzy, i wanted to make note that this is not the form you've heard. This is the TSB version which, ironically given how bad i was there, is the more interesting and balanced one. Instead of becoming a pyscho robot designer to take over the world, this version of her, relatively the same in every way, becomes a professional fighter like TSB Aurora did. Her self-made beam spell will also no longer one-shot a Correlian tank, which is beyond FT tech. I shouldn't be using that at all anyway though.

In the future, i'll probably just TG you the forms of my characters i'm thinking of for extra assurance, instead of an OOC blob like this, since i have a bit of a rocky past with managing power level and balancing properly. If anyone has ideas to help with fixing the rest of mine, those are also appreciated and encouraged, as my progress is somewhat slow.)

An aqua blue anthro mare, and unicorn at that, whose mane was strangely an ethereal length of colors which complemented and mimicked the Aurora Borealis with stunning accuracy, casually walks in to a park like any normal teenager girl would, texting mindlessly on her phone. Because why would a professional fighter in another world, even a teenager, act any more like an adult after making a living of beating people up. The normal attire of shorts far shorter than they needed to be and a tank top perhaps a bit to small, did nothing to suggest that her towering intellect or success in the ring had done a thing to mature her. Though, at the very least, her choice of luggage did at least make notion of some progress being made, with flatly-colored dufflebags over each shoulder, and a bag similar to that often worn to school on her back. Picking a bench, or rather just noticing it with peripheral visions, she sets the bags down and proceeds to sit herself. The long trip she's been on seems to not have bothered her much, her cellphone on the other hand, certainly is, as she hits it off the arm rest, "Stupid piece of shit... goddamn phone companies bullshit upgrade contracts." and finishes her short exposition of mild irritation by whipping the phone into a tree and shattering it to pieces.

(Hopefully i made a decent entrance.)

Sidney looked over at the made, intrigued.

Aurora paid her little attention in her stampeding, muttering rage.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

(She has no idea what they are either way. )

"Sorry I don't stock metaphysical concepts." She moves her head around. "What IS that under your cloak?"

He smiled, "You caught me. Wanna see?"

"Assuming it's not a wang, I'll indulge my curiosity."

[Barboneia]

"That's good... Although, I hope it doesn't have some adverse side effects later..." Dom ran his hand up and down her cheek. "You want to go inside?"

Ava sighed.
"Ye-yeah.." She looked around, and shivered. "You know what? I-I think I picked up that virus from the Middle Ages..."

"It's a good thing we're out of there, then.", Dom stated, as he took her hand and headed towards the bar. He pushed the doors open, and looked around.

[Torrocca]

Torr kinda-sorta awkwardly glances around due to Cerril's sudden silence, then says, "well, bye." He goes outside to watch the work of the Arkadacian police force, and probably cause some trouble for the sake of causing trouble.

He is suddenly shot in both knee caps to stop him from causing trouble. But mostly it was because he needed the shots to the caps.

The bullets harmlessly plink off of the knee guards Torr had on at the time.

[Skyline United]

He smiled, "You caught me. Wanna see?"

"Assuming it's not a wang, I'll indulge my curiosity."

He pulled back his hood, revealing his face. The Iris of his left eye is blood red, while the other is light blue. His wings burst through the back of his cloak giving him this appearance. "My name is Mason Leventis, and I'm the last of the Dark Angels."

[Chaos Crescent]

He is suddenly shot in both knee caps to stop him from causing trouble. But mostly it was because he needed the shots to the caps.

The bullets harmlessly plink off of the knee guards Torr had on at the time.

Yeah but the knee guards protect the front more than the back. He gets shoot at many times mostly to annoy him and keep him from doing anything.

[Ava Ire]

Ava sighed.
"Ye-yeah.." She looked around, and shivered. "You know what? I-I think I picked up that virus from the Middle Ages..."

"It's a good thing we're out of there, then.", Dom stated, as he took her hand and headed towards the bar. He pushed the doors open, and looked around.

The bar seemed calmer now, much like it was before they left. However, the chemical smell lingered.
"Aliens. They're troublesome, huh?," Ava said, though also talking about herself.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Assuming it's not a wang, I'll indulge my curiosity."

He pulled back his hood, revealing his face. The Iris of his left eye is blood red, while the other is light blue. His wings burst through the back of his cloak giving him this appearance. "My name is Mason Leventis, and I'm the last of the Dark Angels."

(Yer link's looking a little broken)

She shows off a set of vaguely-tan wings as well. "Well, I mean, us Pravyetians get wings too but we don't exactly call ourselves angels."

[Barboneia]

"It's a good thing we're out of there, then.", Dom stated, as he took her hand and headed towards the bar. He pushed the doors open, and looked around.

The bar seemed calmer now, much like it was before they left. However, the chemical smell lingered.
"Aliens. They're troublesome, huh?," Ava said, though also talking about herself.

"Hah, yeah. I remember when Ira caused all that shit in London when she came to get me back."

[Skyline United]

He pulled back his hood, revealing his face. The Iris of his left eye is blood red, while the other is light blue. His wings burst through the back of his cloak giving him this appearance. "My name is Mason Leventis, and I'm the last of the Dark Angels."

(Yer link's looking a little broken)

She shows off a set of vaguely-tan wings as well. "Well, I mean, us Pravyetians get wings too but we don't exactly call ourselves angels."

(I will find a new one.)

"I'm not necessarily an Angel. I'm a Nephal, an Angel-Demon hybrid."

[Ava Ire]

The bar seemed calmer now, much like it was before they left. However, the chemical smell lingered.
"Aliens. They're troublesome, huh?," Ava said, though also talking about herself.

"Hah, yeah. I remember when Ira caused all that shit in London when she came to get me back."

Ava laughed.
"Oh yeah, you told me. Seems like they think that Earth is theirs to walk all over, huh?.."

[Lockwood Ebonheart]

He'd roll his eyes at that comment, "No, I'm not," he'd say with a smile. "Dragons, as well as Dinosaurs, are not cold blooded. We may be reptilian, but that factor we do not share," he'd say. He'd take the money she offered him and nodded in thanks, wondering if someone is a collector of sorts and would be interested in his coins. "I suppose i'll just find my way around this.. place, then" he'd say.

"Good. The quality is atrocious." She said, listening in intently before shrugging lazily. "I never studied reptilian biology, at any rate. I likely should, at some point. Target as big as yourself is likely to have some weaknesses." Crysal gave him a light punch right above the belt with a wide grin. "Bigger weak points and all." She joked, taking a step back to examine him. "I can refer you to a tailor, if you like. Your size wouldn't be packed at the local clothing store."

He'd nod at her, looking around at everything that was going on. "Yes, that.. may be a wise idea. Seems things have escalated here all by themselves," he'd say. "Care to show me to this tailor? Maybe I can explain more about a certain 'weak point'," he teased.

[Barboneia]

"Hah, yeah. I remember when Ira caused all that shit in London when she came to get me back."

Ava laughed.
"Oh yeah, you told me. Seems like they think that Earth is theirs to walk all over, huh?.."

"Yeah. I don't know why they think they can get away with it, especially in this continent. I mean, I guess it's because they have the UN feeding out of their hand, but... They don't even have jurisdiction in any of these countries! It's stupid..." Dom goes over to the bar, and buys a bottle of wine. He looks up at Ava. "Want some?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

(I will find a new one.)

"I'm not necessarily an Angel. I'm a Nephal, an Angel-Demon hybrid."

"I see! I'm also a tri-gender pyrofox, just to let you know."

Omadin's eyes went wide.
"Wh-what?! No! That contains valuable medical instruments! Your people have no idea of how to handle such devices. They are very expensive!" Tears brimmed at the corners of his eyes. "What.....is going to happen to me?..."

"Okay, now that's just racist!" He says, infuriated. "I mean, yes, you never see an Arkadacian in scrubs or a labcoat, but we are NOT so inclined towards violence we're incapable of medical work! Check your privilege, human scum!" He glares out the front window.

The driver shrugs lazily. "If I had to guess, interrogation, investigation, then perhaps punishment. Don't worry, they tend to seperate the furless from our own prisoners. Mostly for your own safety."

[Lingria]

Sidney looked over at the made, intrigued.

Aurora paid her little attention in her stampeding, muttering rage.

"She" walked over and poked her.

[Chaos Crescent]

(I will find a new one.)

"I'm not necessarily an Angel. I'm a Nephal, an Angel-Demon hybrid."

"I see! I'm also a tri-gender pyrofox, just to let you know."

'Excuse me but what the hell is the tri gender?'

[New Babylonia]

Aurora paid her little attention in her stampeding, muttering rage.

"She" walked over and poked her.

Ignores her and continues walking, though getting more irritated from the poke.

[Skyline United]

(I will find a new one.)

"I'm not necessarily an Angel. I'm a Nephal, an Angel-Demon hybrid."

"I see! I'm also a tri-gender pyrofox, just to let you know."

Omadin's eyes went wide.
"Wh-what?! No! That contains valuable medical instruments! Your people have no idea of how to handle such devices. They are very expensive!" Tears brimmed at the corners of his eyes. "What.....is going to happen to me?..."

"Okay, now that's just racist!" He says, infuriated. "I mean, yes, you never see an Arkadacian in scrubs or a labcoat, but we are NOT so inclined towards violence we're incapable of medical work! Check your privilege, human scum!" He glares out the front window.

The driver shrugs lazily. "If I had to guess, interrogation, investigation, then perhaps punishment. Don't worry, they tend to seperate the furless from our own prisoners. Mostly for your own safety."

(Mason)

He smiled, "So you own this place?"

[Ava Ire]

Ava laughed.
"Oh yeah, you told me. Seems like they think that Earth is theirs to walk all over, huh?.."

"Yeah. I don't know why they think they can get away with it, especially in this continent. I mean, I guess it's because they have the UN feeding out of their hand, but... They don't even have jurisdiction in any of these countries! It's stupid..." Dom goes over to the bar, and buys a bottle of wine. He looks up at Ava. "Want some?"

Ava looked at the bottle. Her brows furrowed.
"Uh, no. I-I'm fine...." Ava's face suddenly began to glow a dim orange. Her stomach growled. "Oh no," Ava uttered weakly. "The side effects..." She rushed off to the bathroom, covering her mouth.

[Lingria]

"She" walked over and poked her.

Ignores her and continues walking, though getting more irritated from the poke.

"Ma'am?...Are you angry?"