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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Apr 04, 2016 9:30 pm

Charlia wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"Uhhhh..."

He held up his fingers and moved them around a bit. "Carry the two... Multiply the three..."

The Hatter turned around and took Mad's hands, looking gravely serious.

"A lot."

"...So do they all go to Wonderland then 'cause if so that'd be awesome. And crowded!"

My worst nightmare.

"Yeah, Amy, we know. You're an introvert."

I'm an introverted Aspie. Crowds and I do not mix.
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Ananias heard a staggering gait enter the room and turned away from the blood showing Sorrow, inadvertently releasing him from whatever manipulation Ananias had been randomly doing. What he saw, however, bright a light to his eyes that was most certainly not boredom. A woman with beautiful, gorgeous red hair filled his view. A mischievous from began to etch slowly across his face. Even better, she seemed to be in a distraught, emotionally fragile state. "Hello Miss", he said, moving towards her in one quick, graceful motion having her hand. " And what is the name of this fey that graces my eyes?"
"My name's Poppy," she muttered, pulling her hand away. "And please don't."


"Uhm... No... I wish. Then I wouldn't be so lonely all the time..."

The Mad Hatter looked down, dropping her hands and clasping his behind his back. "Not even Dory and Marchy can help it when I get lonely sometimes..."
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Postby Galnius » Mon Apr 04, 2016 9:30 pm

Charlia wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"Uhhhh..."

He held up his fingers and moved them around a bit. "Carry the two... Multiply the three..."

The Hatter turned around and took Mad's hands, looking gravely serious.

"A lot."

"...So do they all go to Wonderland then 'cause if so that'd be awesome. And crowded!"

My worst nightmare.

"Yeah, Amy, we know. You're an introvert."

I'm an introverted Aspie. Crowds and I do not mix.
Galnius wrote: Ananias
Ananias heard a staggering gait enter the room and turned away from the blood showing Sorrow, inadvertently releasing him from whatever manipulation Ananias had been randomly doing. What he saw, however, bright a light to his eyes that was most certainly not boredom. A woman with beautiful, gorgeous red hair filled his view. A mischievous from began to etch slowly across his face. Even better, she seemed to be in a distraught, emotionally fragile state. "Hello Miss", he said, moving towards her in one quick, graceful motion having her hand. " And what is the name of this fey that graces my eyes?"
"My name's Poppy," she muttered, pulling her hand away. "And please don't."

Ignoring her obvious rejection of everything him, Ananias continued in full stride. " Poppy, is it? Such are the seeds that bring an addictive high, are they not? They named you well, as your beauty does the same for me as those seeds do for vagabonds."
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Postby Charlia » Mon Apr 04, 2016 9:45 pm

Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Charlia wrote:"...So do they all go to Wonderland then 'cause if so that'd be awesome. And crowded!"

My worst nightmare.

"Yeah, Amy, we know. You're an introvert."

I'm an introverted Aspie. Crowds and I do not mix."My name's Poppy," she muttered, pulling her hand away. "And please don't."


"Uhm... No... I wish. Then I wouldn't be so lonely all the time..."

The Mad Hatter looked down, dropping her hands and clasping his behind his back. "Not even Dory and Marchy can help it when I get lonely sometimes..."

"...You get lonely too?" she questioned sadly. "I didn't think people in Wonderland ever got lonely."
Galnius wrote:
Charlia wrote:"...So do they all go to Wonderland then 'cause if so that'd be awesome. And crowded!"

My worst nightmare.

"Yeah, Amy, we know. You're an introvert."

I'm an introverted Aspie. Crowds and I do not mix."My name's Poppy," she muttered, pulling her hand away. "And please don't."

Ignoring her obvious rejection of everything him, Ananias continued in full stride. " Poppy, is it? Such are the seeds that bring an addictive high, are they not? They named you well, as your beauty does the same for me as those seeds do for vagabonds."
"I said don't," she warned, her voice dangerously on edge.

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Postby Galnius » Mon Apr 04, 2016 9:49 pm

Charlia wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"Uhm... No... I wish. Then I wouldn't be so lonely all the time..."

The Mad Hatter looked down, dropping her hands and clasping his behind his back. "Not even Dory and Marchy can help it when I get lonely sometimes..."

"...You get lonely too?" she questioned sadly. "I didn't think people in Wonderland ever got lonely."
Galnius wrote:Ignoring her obvious rejection of everything him, Ananias continued in full stride. " Poppy, is it? Such are the seeds that bring an addictive high, are they not? They named you well, as your beauty does the same for me as those seeds do for vagabonds."
"I said don't," she warned, her voice dangerously on edge.

Ananias kept his smile, moving to the right. Of course, even an idiot can see Dane, and he decided to put his abilities to good use and flip.... Everything for Poppy. "My beauteous fey, what is it that troubles you so?" Came his voice from behind her. "A sad marvel such as yourself should not be so sullen. May I interest you a wine perhaps?"
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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Apr 04, 2016 9:53 pm

Charlia wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"Uhm... No... I wish. Then I wouldn't be so lonely all the time..."

The Mad Hatter looked down, dropping her hands and clasping his behind his back. "Not even Dory and Marchy can help it when I get lonely sometimes..."

"...You get lonely too?" she questioned sadly. "I didn't think people in Wonderland ever got lonely."
Galnius wrote:Ignoring her obvious rejection of everything him, Ananias continued in full stride. " Poppy, is it? Such are the seeds that bring an addictive high, are they not? They named you well, as your beauty does the same for me as those seeds do for vagabonds."
"I said don't," she warned, her voice dangerously on edge.


"Nooo... I'm the only one, really. Everyone else gets to have fun all the time, but sometimes I feel... Alone..." the Hatter said quietly, and then looked up at her. "Did... Did you mean that you get lonely too?"
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Postby Charlia » Mon Apr 04, 2016 9:54 pm

Galnius wrote:
Charlia wrote:"...You get lonely too?" she questioned sadly. "I didn't think people in Wonderland ever got lonely.""I said don't," she warned, her voice dangerously on edge.

Ananias kept his smile, moving to the right. Of course, even an idiot can see Dane, and he decided to put his abilities to good use and flip.... Everything for Poppy. "My beauteous fey, what is it that troubles you so?" Came his voice from behind her. "A sad marvel such as yourself should not be so sullen. May I interest you a wine perhaps?"

"No!" she screamed, whirling. "Leave me alone!"

Or so help me, I will shove a giant rafflesia up your nose!
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Charlia wrote:"...You get lonely too?" she questioned sadly. "I didn't think people in Wonderland ever got lonely.""I said don't," she warned, her voice dangerously on edge.


"Nooo... I'm the only one, really. Everyone else gets to have fun all the time, but sometimes I feel... Alone..." the Hatter said quietly, and then looked up at her. "Did... Did you mean that you get lonely too?"
"...a lot," she admitted. "Most people don't like me that much. 'Cause I'm too crazy."

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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Apr 04, 2016 9:59 pm

Charlia wrote:
Galnius wrote:Ananias kept his smile, moving to the right. Of course, even an idiot can see Dane, and he decided to put his abilities to good use and flip.... Everything for Poppy. "My beauteous fey, what is it that troubles you so?" Came his voice from behind her. "A sad marvel such as yourself should not be so sullen. May I interest you a wine perhaps?"

"No!" she screamed, whirling. "Leave me alone!"

Or so help me, I will shove a giant rafflesia up your nose!
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"Nooo... I'm the only one, really. Everyone else gets to have fun all the time, but sometimes I feel... Alone..." the Hatter said quietly, and then looked up at her. "Did... Did you mean that you get lonely too?"
"...a lot," she admitted. "Most people don't like me that much. 'Cause I'm too crazy."


"I... I'll promise to make sure you're never lonely again, if you promise the same to me..." the Hatter said quietly, taking her hands gently and folding them inside his.
"Metaphors have a way of holding the most truth in the least space." - Orson Scott Card

"Among my most prized possessions are words that I have never spoken" - Orson Scott Card

"There are no happy endings, because nothing ever ends." - Schmendrick the Magician

"I never submitted the whole system of my opinions to the creed of any party of men whatever in religion, in philosophy, in politics, or in anything else where I was capable of thinking for myself. Such an addiction is the last degradation of a free and moral agent." - Thomas Jefferson

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Postby Galnius » Mon Apr 04, 2016 10:02 pm

Charlia wrote:
Galnius wrote:Ananias kept his smile, moving to the right. Of course, even an idiot can see Dane, and he decided to put his abilities to good use and flip.... Everything for Poppy. "My beauteous fey, what is it that troubles you so?" Came his voice from behind her. "A sad marvel such as yourself should not be so sullen. May I interest you a wine perhaps?"

"No!" she screamed, whirling. "Leave me alone!"

Or so help me, I will shove a giant rafflesia up your nose!

"May we at least talk?" He said, moving around constantly. "Even a conversation with someone as stunning as yourself would bring a smile to my face even upon death." The women here are far different from the ones back home. This should be fun. And they are most certainly attractive if this one is anything to go by.
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Postby Dilange » Mon Apr 04, 2016 10:12 pm

Desmond, Post Time Skip

It had been days since the outing he had with Jen and Triss in Argentina, which he considered a very fun time. His mind was a bit fluttery from the events that had transpired and gave him a renewed sense to continue with his sculpting to hone his powers a bit more. While the main goal of the activity was to be artistic, it was making his power to generate constructs much better and quicker to generate. This morning, instead of being in his gallery that was filled with diamond knights and other warriors in some random hallway of the flying ship; Desmond sat on the open air top, looking out into the skies.

"A nice breath of fresh air, and to test these forms of high-altitude climates." Desmond thought to himself as he looked around, no one was nearby him. Alone. This was mostly Desmond's life, and he preferred it outside some company with close friends like Jen and even Triss. It put a smile on his face as he took out a small knife from the kitchen, it has some dried on silver liquid on it.

Desmond stared at the knife before placing it against his skin, and slicing his wrist open. A similar silver liquid poured out of his veins and onto the surface of the ship; before wrapping his hand up in the bandages he wore on his fully diamond arm. The liquid began to spread out and crystallize into diamond area around him. Desmond had been doing this method a lot recently, which was making him dizzy but powered through it. Placing his diamond hand to the surface, he brought up a spire of pure diamond before it cracked apart into a statue. It was similar to his earlier knights, but lacked some detail.

Desmond looked at it before chuckling, a bit madly to himself. "Perfect, the structure is sound and dense for combat." The statue began to move slightly as if it was an entity of its own; which made him smile a bit wide. He placed his diamond hand on the construct, letting the diamond refuse to his body and consuming the construct. He nodded as he sat down on the diamond floor, looking out into the skies...a bit lost in what he had done.

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Davenport, Post Time Skip

Usually in the training rooms and weight rooms on board, Davenport found his last few days a bit unsettling to him as it felt like he was wasting his time with everything. He got to train a few times with his friend in Nightshade, but it was not as progressive as he originally thought. It was only beneficial to his friend, since Davenport's powers are hindering until real combat is unleashed. The lack of violence was driving him a bit mad and growing him a bit of a blood lust.

He managed to gain a private room, since the cat demon apparently found a new roommate. The lonely room did not help either, as it became another prison for him without the sport of combat back France. He was having outbursts of pure anger and frustration that left holes in the wall and his appendages bloodied and cut. He only found relaxation in the training room, beating the tar out of dummies and lift weight to get the anger out of his head......but these were not getting rid of his over-arching problem. The need for a fight, the need for excitement, the need to spill someone else's blood all over a canvas. It was building up like a volcano about to erupt.

Then the eruption happened.

In his latest solo training session, he went off. He tore the punching bag off the chains, and tearing it to pieces. His next target was the weights, throwing them against the wall leaving dents and holes all over the room. The room became a disaster zone, as if the airship had crash landed into the hard ground. In the midst of the chaos sat a very quiet Davenport, on the brink of total rage. His breathing was loud, in a sense to try and calm him down. His thirst for combat had reached its boiling point, he rushed to get on his armor before leaving the room in ruins.

"Enough waiting, maintenant il est temps d'agir ." He muttered to himself as he angrily walked down the hallway to figure out what to do about his predicament.

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Skyline United wrote:
Kractero wrote:Gela knew that he was being sarcastic, but for him to mention it that he must've wanted it in some way...

So she did, lowering herself onto his lap.


He followed her, eyes wandering slightly downwards to her butt before he felt a peck on the back of his head. His damn parrot.

He blushed as she did, not entirely sure how to react. It wasn't as he expected. He assumed that she would just blush and pretend that he didn't say such a thing. Apparently not...

Instead of saying anything against it, he moved his arms around her to the controls and gently pulled on the throttle. The spacecraft began to move forward until it rose into the air and hovered.



She turned back to him, feeling as if she was being watched. "It's just down this hall to the left..." she mumbled.




Samael was laying on his bed, all four of his demonic consorts standing beside it. They stared at him, causing a eerie sensation to fill the room. "So... What do y'all want?" he asked, smirking. Strangely, none of them answered.

She didn't want to get in the way of his driving, or she probably would've leaned into him, so she sat in a slightly uncomfortable position but probably good for their safety, if safety was an issue on a high-tech aircraft.

"What's Paris like?" She asked.



"Alright," Tony replied, silencing his parrot telepathically when it looked like his beak was about to open.
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Postby Doughertania » Tue Apr 05, 2016 1:30 am

Charlia wrote:"Do not interfere, redblood," Poppy spat, "with events you do not understand."

Dagon Argrave
Dagon sighed, a little disappointed with her response. "Oh come on, chia pet. A one-liner? After that beautiful bit of wit? I'm hurt. I thought villains were supposed to be full of witty back and forth banter!" He appreciated her not attacking Mercury, which was definitely a plus. But he had hoped for a little more dialogue. The situation played itself out without violence, something he attributed to his own actions. It seemed the wing girl was taking the one girl to the mission, and got herself in trouble with weed woman. They seemed to alright now, with the two girls continuing on their way until it was just Dagon and the lady of the leaves.

"Dang, Doc. You're doing pretty good with these nicknames."

Thank you. The vine vixen left suddenly, as if jerk along to another plot point, leaving Dagon alone in the hallway. "Wait, crazy plant chick! Don't leave now! I need character development!" Unfortunately, the girl was already too far gone.

"Well great. Now what?"

…make friends?

"Friends are nice. Who are my options?"

I can send you over to a cute redheaded neko?

"Wait, this school has those?"

Has one. She's fairly happy, though I don't know if I should let you. You may get too attached, which might be a problem.

"Cute girls are only a problem when you make an enemy out of them. And I promise, after Anastasia, I'm not making that mistake again." He shuddered, thinking about his nemesis. A witch/assassin hybrid was never good to tick off, so Dagon was lucky that he had put some distance between them.

Oh come on. Anastasia wasn't that bad.

"Speak for yourself. You didn't have to fight her after she laid out such an ingenious trap!"

Dagon, she said she had cookies and wanted to make up, and when you arrived at the location she tried to blow it up.

"Exactly! Everyone knows that pies are the ambush dessert. She tricked me!"

*sigh* Forget I said anything. I'm sure things'll be fine. Assuming I win the OOC disagreement with the timeline, I think she'll be on your left.

Dagon look to his left and saw an observation deck. There was a figure of a girl, but as he drew closer, it shimmered and disintegrated like some kind of mirage. Dagon felt a dull pain in his head, and he began to massage his temples with his hands. "Dang it Doc, what'd you do?"

A small edit. It seems that the girl would not be at an observation deck, but a hanger. So I had to play around with the fabric of reality a bit.

"How about a little warning next time, ok? Edits give me such a headache." He continued walking until he made his way to the hanger. After a quick stroll he found her, or more accurately, her legs. She was lying on her back on a roller, reaching for some tool just outside of her reach. He picked it up and placed it into her hand. "Is this the wrench your looking for?"

Eh, not your best opening. I don't know if they have Star Wars here.

Dagon made a little hand wave and instead waited for the girl to reply.
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Postby Arstotzkas » Tue Apr 05, 2016 4:58 am

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Kractero wrote:"He's not thaaaat strong," Themis pouts. "I could easily wipe the floor with him, but the rules of the Creator Deity Council bullshit or whatever has me leaving the affairs of other dimensions alone. And Zamiel's sanity is questionable."

"Well soooorry, but we all can't be actual gods. Some of us have to settle with being so strong that you're mistaken for the devil but it's cool. Plus, I'm only insane when I give in to my monster side, and even then it's more sadistic psychopath that wants to destroy everything in his way. Other than that I'm a very pleasant person to be around."


Oliver slightly chuckles, saying "You don't seem that insane to me Zamiel. At least compared to some of the other people we have in this school .And, currently as far as I know no one is trying to resurrect an evil overlord. I'm sure that even if this Overlord did come to life, this school would blast him away in a heartbeat. Alright, question two. What's the dimension you come from like? Is it same or different from our dimension?"
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Postby Luminesa » Tue Apr 05, 2016 6:02 am

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"Leave me alone! I don't want to die again!" shouted Mercury, struggling against the vines. There were tears in her eyes now, because she really had no way to prove that she hadn't done anything wrong. "What do you want? Money? My gadgets? I'll give it to you, just leave me alone..."

Lev

Lev shrugged. "Doesn't matter how, I just need someone to make it happen and the guys who work for me are only going to get themselves killed, or worse. Look, you care about Johannesburg, right? You're from there, after all. That's going to be one of the first cities to go if the Underworld decides to stab us in the back and invade Earth."


"Great. I'll be sure to head back there as soon as I can. Make sure your little friends don't mess everything up. If you were a little better at training them, that'd be a big help to me, but noooooo..." She sighed and slapped his shoulder. "Oh whatever. You've always been a butt, Lev. But I still like you anyway, so be happy for it. Anyway, what're you doing with these kids?"

Nightshade was listening to the whole thing, and he couldn't help but lift an eyebrow when he heard "Underworld". Scratch isn't planning anything without me, is he? He knows I don't like to be left out of a good party, he thought with a smirk.
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Postby Charlia » Tue Apr 05, 2016 7:15 am

Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Charlia wrote:"No!" she screamed, whirling. "Leave me alone!"

Or so help me, I will shove a giant rafflesia up your nose!"...a lot," she admitted. "Most people don't like me that much. 'Cause I'm too crazy."


"I... I'll promise to make sure you're never lonely again, if you promise the same to me..." the Hatter said quietly, taking her hands gently and folding them inside his.

"...I..."

I'll have to go back, won't I?

But... this...


"...I promise."
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Charlia wrote:"No!" she screamed, whirling. "Leave me alone!"

Or so help me, I will shove a giant rafflesia up your nose!

"May we at least talk?" He said, moving around constantly. "Even a conversation with someone as stunning as yourself would bring a smile to my face even upon death." The women here are far different from the ones back home. This should be fun. And they are most certainly attractive if this one is anything to go by.
She lifted a hand, thorns sprouting from her fingertips.

"Does this answer your question?"

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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Tue Apr 05, 2016 8:27 am

Charlia wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"I... I'll promise to make sure you're never lonely again, if you promise the same to me..." the Hatter said quietly, taking her hands gently and folding them inside his.

"...I..."

I'll have to go back, won't I?

But... this...


"...I promise."
Galnius wrote:"May we at least talk?" He said, moving around constantly. "Even a conversation with someone as stunning as yourself would bring a smile to my face even upon death." The women here are far different from the ones back home. This should be fun. And they are most certainly attractive if this one is anything to go by.
She lifted a hand, thorns sprouting from her fingertips.

"Does this answer your question?"


"Thank you..."

The Hatter held her for a second, his face unseen over her shoulder. If she could see it though...

A smile that would scare a Bandersnatch was what she would see.

The lunatic pulled back after a moment, taking her hand again and starting to run off. "Okay! Now we go see Alice!"
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Tue Apr 05, 2016 10:26 am

Lev

Lev rolled his eyes, glancing back at the others. "I'm babysitting them... And apparently I'm supposed to be learning how to manage others better, so I can be like Dad."

He started to turn to the others, noticing that the dropship was waiting. "Thanks for the help, Alex. I'll make sure you get paid well for it," he added, before running to join the others at the dropship.

Mercury

"I'm not mad at you," Mercury sighed. "I'm just shaken, that's all. It's hard to stay calm right after someone tries to murder you from jealousy. But... Maybe she's right to be jealous."

She sighed again, sitting down. "Forget I said anything."
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Postby New Antonalia » Tue Apr 05, 2016 10:48 am

Johannes Balthory
The sound of combat boots echoed through the halls as Johannes marched through the Academy. For him, it had been two years since he left, and he had changed. His stint with the Recces and as a Mercenary had taught him a lot, but he was still the same person he was when he left. Sly, manipulative, and a regular pain in the ass to those who he went up against. To those who didn't know him, he would appear as he new kid on the block but for those such as Rachel, who were with him at the beginning, they would easily recognize him. "I wonder if they kept my suits, I left in such a hurry, I forgot to pack them." He thought as he rounded a corner, bumping into some students he didn't recognize. He simply pushed through the group of students, giving them a slight grunt of acknowledgement before proceeding to the dorms to see how many of his classmates were still alive and kicking.
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Postby Galnius » Tue Apr 05, 2016 1:35 pm

Charlia wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"I... I'll promise to make sure you're never lonely again, if you promise the same to me..." the Hatter said quietly, taking her hands gently and folding them inside his.

"...I..."

I'll have to go back, won't I?

But... this...


"...I promise."
Galnius wrote:"May we at least talk?" He said, moving around constantly. "Even a conversation with someone as stunning as yourself would bring a smile to my face even upon death." The women here are far different from the ones back home. This should be fun. And they are most certainly attractive if this one is anything to go by.
She lifted a hand, thorns sprouting from her fingertips.

"Does this answer your question?"

Ananias
Seeing the thorns, but still not taking the hint, Ananias called out once again. This time, the voice would seem to come from above as his appearance would come from the side. " Plants? My angel, they seem to have named you very well indeed. However, why thorns? Are you trying to show me a rose? I assure you I would miss it, as it's beauty would pale in comparison to your own. " He stopped moving directly in front of her (or directly to her right, if the manipulation worked). "I see what is going on. You are with another, am I right? All the pretty ones are. It's alright, they need not know, and with all likelihood doing the same to you."
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Tue Apr 05, 2016 1:51 pm

Tempest

"It's not that I need companionship, per say..." started Tempest, a flirtatious look on her face. "I just enjoy being around you."

She motioned for him to come closer, and knew that she was playing him right into her hands.

Derek

"I guess that's true. I promised to protect her... It's easier to do that when I'm by her side," Derek said, sounding slightly happier. "Thanks for the advice... But what should I do to tell her what I think of her? Should I just tell her or should I try to do something really romantic and make a big deal out of it?"
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Postby Galnius » Tue Apr 05, 2016 2:16 pm

Unified Free Lands wrote:Tempest

"It's not that I need companionship, per say..." started Tempest, a flirtatious look on her face. "I just enjoy being around you."

She motioned for him to come closer, and knew that she was playing him right into her hands.

"OH?" Replied Albert, raising an eyebrow. He stayed put, sitting upright. "I cannot imagine that you would have slain someone for abandoning you if you did not require companionship. It's understandable, you mustn't be ashamed."
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Postby Kractero » Tue Apr 05, 2016 3:05 pm

The Klausians wrote:
Kractero wrote:"More special than simply having super strength, reflexes, and talking to yourself," Zalae replied, turning to Iscalis at the same time he turned to Ms. Smith. "I'm sorry for the un-pleasantry." He noticed the animals she had around her. "The animals...is that a new style?" He made an attempt at a joke.


Millosm raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid you misunderstood. The adjective "super" is dumb. Not your abilities. I prefer the term "special" rather than "super." He then looked to Tanya with a sly smile after hearing her response.

Galnius wrote: Tanya

Taken aback by their outspoken talk of superhuman abilities, Tanya found it quite difficult to recover when asked her name. "Oh! It's, er, Tanya..." She talked off, looking at the springing people quizzically. "You... You people don't ACTUALLY think you have superpowers right? I know a few psychiatrists."


"Psychiatrists are so eager to jump to conclusions.. Saying things such as "You have acute schizophrenia" or "It's all in your head" and even "No no put that knife down." He laughed reminiscently at the last bit. "Now as for the superpower part.." He lifted his wrist into Tanya's field of vision. He pulled a small pocket knife out from his jeans and flipped the blade out. With a swift move, he slid the blade against his wrist. He winced very slightly as his blood began to flow from the wound. Seconds later, however, the blood ceased to flow and the cut began to slowly heal itself. After about ten seconds passing, not even a scar remained. He brought his wrist away from Tanya and took a look at it for himself. "Of course, a deeper cut would have taken longer to seal up, but most of the time the blood stops bleeding at the same rate despite the wound." He shrugged and said in a very sarcastic voice, "How super." He then looked to the two as Zalae mentioned his ironic situation. He walked up to them slowly as he placed the knife back into his pocket. "Now if you are done, may I introduce myself to the lady?" He paused before quietly mumbling "Shut up, you were the one that wanted me to be polite."

Zalae interrupts him as they approach a run-down shack at the edge of a vast forest. It seemed like the building had not seen usage for a while, weeds overgrown over the front and vines hanging down from the top. He entered it after doing a retina and fingerprint scan, holding the door for Iscalis and Mrs. Smith. The interior would be a large contrast to what the outside looked like, polished wooden floors, paintings adorning the walls and a chandelier from the ceiling.

It was unoccupied, and he led the group to an experimental teleporter. "Well, if you're too scared now, you can go. Although I'll have to do some messy memory manipulation in that case."
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Postby Bycrest » Tue Apr 05, 2016 3:16 pm

Arstotzkas wrote:
Bycrest wrote:"Well soooorry, but we all can't be actual gods. Some of us have to settle with being so strong that you're mistaken for the devil but it's cool. Plus, I'm only insane when I give in to my monster side, and even then it's more sadistic psychopath that wants to destroy everything in his way. Other than that I'm a very pleasant person to be around."


Oliver slightly chuckles, saying "You don't seem that insane to me Zamiel. At least compared to some of the other people we have in this school .And, currently as far as I know no one is trying to resurrect an evil overlord. I'm sure that even if this Overlord did come to life, this school would blast him away in a heartbeat. Alright, question two. What's the dimension you come from like? Is it same or different from our dimension?"

"See some of the people you have around here, he'd have a sizable army if he got resurrected here. Remember he can have absolute control over all supernatural beings" he glanced over at Themis, "excluding gods, so the demons and everything would be his to control. As for what dimension I come from, it's basically this expect humans all band together to fight the Overlord and his supernatural army. Although now that he's dead there might be some organizations like this that might be trying to get off the ground."
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Postby Galnius » Tue Apr 05, 2016 3:20 pm

Kractero wrote:
The Klausians wrote:
Millosm raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid you misunderstood. The adjective "super" is dumb. Not your abilities. I prefer the term "special" rather than "super." He then looked to Tanya with a sly smile after hearing her response.



"Psychiatrists are so eager to jump to conclusions.. Saying things such as "You have acute schizophrenia" or "It's all in your head" and even "No no put that knife down." He laughed reminiscently at the last bit. "Now as for the superpower part.." He lifted his wrist into Tanya's field of vision. He pulled a small pocket knife out from his jeans and flipped the blade out. With a swift move, he slid the blade against his wrist. He winced very slightly as his blood began to flow from the wound. Seconds later, however, the blood ceased to flow and the cut began to slowly heal itself. After about ten seconds passing, not even a scar remained. He brought his wrist away from Tanya and took a look at it for himself. "Of course, a deeper cut would have taken longer to seal up, but most of the time the blood stops bleeding at the same rate despite the wound." He shrugged and said in a very sarcastic voice, "How super." He then looked to the two as Zalae mentioned his ironic situation. He walked up to them slowly as he placed the knife back into his pocket. "Now if you are done, may I introduce myself to the lady?" He paused before quietly mumbling "Shut up, you were the one that wanted me to be polite."

Zalae interrupts him as they approach a run-down shack at the edge of a vast forest. It seemed like the building had not seen usage for a while, weeds overgrown over the front and vines hanging down from the top. He entered it after doing a retina and fingerprint scan, holding the door for Iscalis and Mrs. Smith. The interior would be a large contrast to what the outside looked like, polished wooden floors, paintings adorning the walls and a chandelier from the ceiling.

It was unoccupied, and he led the group to an experimental teleporter. "Well, if you're too scared now, you can go. Although I'll have to do some messy memory manipulation in that case."

Tanya inhaled deeply, preparing for the worst. Crazy superhuman people bringing me to an abandoned shack to use a teleporter, huh? Nope... Nothing weird about that... " I'm... I'm not scared, just a bit overwhelmed ", she said shaking. " So... How much will this hurt? "
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Postby The Klausians » Tue Apr 05, 2016 3:23 pm

Kractero wrote:Zalae interrupts him as they approach a run-down shack at the edge of a vast forest. It seemed like the building had not seen usage for a while, weeds overgrown over the front and vines hanging down from the top. He entered it after doing a retina and fingerprint scan, holding the door for Iscalis and Mrs. Smith. The interior would be a large contrast to what the outside looked like, polished wooden floors, paintings adorning the walls and a chandelier from the ceiling.

It was unoccupied, and he led the group to an experimental teleporter. "Well, if you're too scared now, you can go. Although I'll have to do some messy memory manipulation in that case."


Millosm looked around the area and took in a breath. "I don't know how my wound cleansing fares with getting stuck in between walls, so this better work." He then let out a slight smile. "But anyways, ladies first!" He said with a smile as he looked at Tanya.
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Tue Apr 05, 2016 4:01 pm

Galnius wrote:
Unified Free Lands wrote:Tempest

"It's not that I need companionship, per say..." started Tempest, a flirtatious look on her face. "I just enjoy being around you."

She motioned for him to come closer, and knew that she was playing him right into her hands.

"OH?" Replied Albert, raising an eyebrow. He stayed put, sitting upright. "I cannot imagine that you would have slain someone for abandoning you if you did not require companionship. It's understandable, you mustn't be ashamed."

"That was different. I can't just let someone act that disloyally to me and get away with it," Tempest replied. "But then again, maybe you're right, maybe that's why I'm so attracted to you..."
Here lies a bad OP.

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