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

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Try reading a history book, then. I heard those have some really exciting storylines to 'em."

He grinned evilly, "What caused the fall of Rome?"

"A lot of things. Overextension, religious strife, poor leadership, the migration period, olive oil shortage..."

[New Babylonia]

"And why shouldn't i?" She glares with mild irritation.

"Because....I'm a fan, ma'am...."

"No one on this planet even knows who i am..."

[Lingria]

He grinned evilly, "What caused the fall of Rome?"

"A lot of things. Overextension, religious strife, poor leadership, the migration period, olive oil shortage..."

A Germanic Barbarian walked by.

[Lingria]

"Because....I'm a fan, ma'am...."

"No one on this planet even knows who i am..."

"Are you sure of that..?"

[Skyline United]

A small blue distortion in space-time occured. Quickly, it threw out Cameron Delharth onto the ground and vanished. Cam looked around at everything with a look of absolute terror in his eyes.
(Cameron= My Flag.)

[Skyline United]

He grinned evilly, "What caused the fall of Rome?"

"A lot of things. Overextension, religious strife, poor leadership, the migration period, olive oil shortage..."

"There was also my rampage, but let's not talk of that."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"A lot of things. Overextension, religious strife, poor leadership, the migration period, olive oil shortage..."

A Germanic Barbarian walked by.

"You're included in the Migration Period, damnit!"

A small blue distortion in space-time occured. Quickly, it threw out Cameron Delharth onto the ground and vanished. Cam looked around at everything with a look of absolute terror in his eyes.
(Cameron= My Flag.)

A small, extremely fluffy child known as Saren almost trips over him.

[Lingria]

A Germanic Barbarian walked by.

"You're included in the Migration Period, damnit!"

A small blue distortion in space-time occured. Quickly, it threw out Cameron Delharth onto the ground and vanished. Cam looked around at everything with a look of absolute terror in his eyes.
(Cameron= My Flag.)

A small, extremely fluffy child known as Saren almost trips over him.

The Germanic man sniffed her.

[Chaos Crescent]

Drake slams his head against the table repeatedly and hard, his forehead starts to get cut and bleeds. He continues slamming against the table.

[Lockwood Ebonheart]

He walked around her, eyeing her up and down, "That is a lovely name."

She makes a slightly pertubed expression when she notices said eyeing. "It really is. I'm hoping far down in the future some poor girl has the name 'Minerva the Four Hundred and Twentieth'."

He'd smile at her and nod, taking the map. "Thank you, Crysal. Hopefully i'll see you sometime again soon. Have fun, Saren~" he'd say, looking down at the child before he'd walk off and out of the Wallaby, following the map... sort of.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere. Trust me." She said with a fond smile, scratching behind Saren's ears.

The assorted crowds on the street seemed to part for the Drake, though whether it was out of respect or fear remained to be seen. A group of teenage Arkadacians, likely around the 14-17 range approach him, one of them stepping up to him and extending her hand. "Hey, can we get a picture with you? Nobody at my school's gonna believe this otherwise!"

He'd smile at them before chuckling and nodding, "Ofcourse," he'd say. "Lead the way.. What's a picture, though?" he'd ask, curious.

[Skyline United]

A Germanic Barbarian walked by.

"You're included in the Migration Period, damnit!"

A small blue distortion in space-time occured. Quickly, it threw out Cameron Delharth onto the ground and vanished. Cam looked around at everything with a look of absolute terror in his eyes.
(Cameron= My Flag.)

A small, extremely fluffy child known as Saren almost trips over him.

He jumped aside with ridiculous speed and prevented the child from hurting himself.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"A lot of things. Overextension, religious strife, poor leadership, the migration period, olive oil shortage..."

"There was also my rampage, but let's not talk of that."

"I've never been one for fairy tales anyways."

"You're included in the Migration Period, damnit!"


A small, extremely fluffy child known as Saren almost trips over him.

The Germanic man sniffed her.

She smells of olive oil.

The teens gather around him and one takes a picture with a cell phone before they walk off, likely leaving the question unanswered as they disappear into the crowd.

He jumped aside with ridiculous speed and prevented the child from hurting himself.

Saren claps loudly, quite impressed.

[Lingria]

She smells of olive oil.

He poker her face, curious

[Skyline United]

"There was also my rampage, but let's not talk of that."

"I've never been one for fairy tales anyways."

The Germanic man sniffed her.

She smells of olive oil.

The teens gather around him and one takes a picture with a cell phone before they walk off, likely leaving the question unanswered as they disappear into the crowd.

He jumped aside with ridiculous speed and prevented the child from hurting himself.

Saren claps loudly, quite impressed.

"It's not a Fairy Tail. I could show you my memories of it, but I must warn you... It can get a little intense."

[Skyline United]

"There was also my rampage, but let's not talk of that."

"I've never been one for fairy tales anyways."

The Germanic man sniffed her.

She smells of olive oil.

The teens gather around him and one takes a picture with a cell phone before they walk off, likely leaving the question unanswered as they disappear into the crowd.

He jumped aside with ridiculous speed and prevented the child from hurting himself.

Saren claps loudly, quite impressed.

He speaks to the child, but does so in an unknown alien language.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She smells of olive oil.

He poker her face, curious

It's covered in fur. She recoils and glares at him. "Looking's free, anything else... ain't happening."

Omad was taken aback, a bit ticked off at being mocked.
"What?! Do you people live under a rock?! You folk have such big ears, I'm surprised you haven't caught word of us yet! Have you never read of the, I don't know, big interstellar empire making first contact with this bloody planet?! The Holy Empire of the Doulas!? Now I've contained myself and worked well with you fair people for long enough, but now I am getting downright cross! I AM A NEUTRAL MEMBER OF THE INTERSTELLAR COMMUNITY! This is unjust! How can you hold someone in prison without a fair trial!?"

"The holy empire of arseholes, you mean? Ah, shite." He picks up a small microphone. "Hey, lads, this just in! The people haphazardly attacking a historic bar ARE actually from an intergalactic empire! Guess we'd better let them slide free, eh? Oh, shite, that's not how the law WORKS in Arkadacia? Damn! I guess we'll just have to hold them until trial!"

He puts the microphone down and smirks. "You'll have a trial, but we need to organize it."

[Lingria]

He poker her face, curious

It's covered in fur. She recoils and glares at him. "Looking's free, anything else... ain't happening."

Omad was taken aback, a bit ticked off at being mocked.
"What?! Do you people live under a rock?! You folk have such big ears, I'm surprised you haven't caught word of us yet! Have you never read of the, I don't know, big interstellar empire making first contact with this bloody planet?! The Holy Empire of the Doulas!? Now I've contained myself and worked well with you fair people for long enough, but now I am getting downright cross! I AM A NEUTRAL MEMBER OF THE INTERSTELLAR COMMUNITY! This is unjust! How can you hold someone in prison without a fair trial!?"

"The holy empire of arseholes, you mean? Ah, shite." He picks up a small microphone. "Hey, lads, this just in! The people haphazardly attacking a historic bar ARE actually from an intergalactic empire! Guess we'd better let them slide free, eh? Oh, shite, that's not how the law WORKS in Arkadacia? Damn! I guess we'll just have to hold them until trial!"

He puts the microphone down and smirks. "You'll have a trial, but we need to organize it."

He let out a low growl. Speaking in hoarse High Old German. He then looked down, expecting a tail

[Ava Ire]

Omad was taken aback, a bit ticked off at being mocked.
"What?! Do you people live under a rock?! You folk have such big ears, I'm surprised you haven't caught word of us yet! Have you never read of the, I don't know, big interstellar empire making first contact with this bloody planet?! The Holy Empire of the Doulas!? Now I've contained myself and worked well with you fair people for long enough, but now I am getting downright cross! I AM A NEUTRAL MEMBER OF THE INTERSTELLAR COMMUNITY! This is unjust! How can you hold someone in prison without a fair trial!?"

"The holy empire of arseholes, you mean? Ah, shite." He picks up a small microphone. "Hey, lads, this just in! The people haphazardly attacking a historic bar ARE actually from an intergalactic empire! Guess we'd better let them slide free, eh? Oh, shite, that's not how the law WORKS in Arkadacia? Damn! I guess we'll just have to hold them until trial!"

He puts the microphone down and smirks. "You'll have a trial, but we need to organize it."

Omad sighed worriedly.
"Good. And just so you know, we weren't attacking your establishment. W-we were decontaminating it...A person had tuberculosis. If that bit of information will help at all..."

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Ava returned from the bathroom, looking exhausted.
"I...I don't think there's any more lava left to vomit," she mumbled to herself, taking a seat at the bar table. She ordered a glass of water.

[Lockwood Ebonheart]

(Not quoting that again, the clusterfuck is getting strong)

He'd hum a bit in thought as they snapped the picture, before shrugging, and continuing his way off to the tailor. He was used to people giving him space, none of it really bothered him.

[Barboneia]

Ava returned from the bathroom, looking exhausted.
"I...I don't think there's any more lava left to vomit," she mumbled to herself, taking a seat at the bar table. She ordered a glass of water.

Dom stared at her, eyes wide. "You certainly were gone for long." He seemed to have ordered himself a large meal consisting of various steaks and sandwiches. He was about halfway through it.

[Chaos Crescent]

Drake stopped beating his head against the table and searched to speak to anyone that would like to speak to him.

[Ava Ire]

Ava returned from the bathroom, looking exhausted.
"I...I don't think there's any more lava left to vomit," she mumbled to herself, taking a seat at the bar table. She ordered a glass of water.

Dom stared at her, eyes wide. "You certainly were gone for long." He seemed to have ordered himself a large meal consisting of various steaks and sandwiches. He was about halfway through it.

Ava looked to where he was. She eyed the food.
"Oh man." She held a hand to her stomach. "It's.....it's been a while since I've really had something to eat. Especially after that whole Middle Ages disaster..." She rummaged through her pockets for any money.

[New Babylonia]

"No one on this planet even knows who i am..."

"Are you sure of that..?"

"Pretty sure, yeah."

[Barboneia]

Dom stared at her, eyes wide. "You certainly were gone for long." He seemed to have ordered himself a large meal consisting of various steaks and sandwiches. He was about halfway through it.

Ava looked to where he was. She eyed the food.
"Oh man." She held a hand to her stomach. "It's.....it's been a while since I've really had something to eat. Especially after that whole Middle Ages disaster..." She rummaged through her pockets for any money.

Dom stared at her for a bit, before sliding the plate of food over to her. "Here, you can have the rest, Av. You need it more."

[Skyline United]

"Are you sure of that..?"

"Pretty sure, yeah."

Pierce walks around, eating icecream.