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by Naval Monte » Mon Jan 09, 2017 10:05 pm

by Legokiller » Mon Jan 09, 2017 10:53 pm

by The Dark Brotherhood of Deros » Mon Jan 09, 2017 11:16 pm
"Don't curse the darkness, light a candle! When freaky aliens give you lemons, make freaky alien lemonade!" - Hades
The Four Swords of the Guild
Respect for nature, Life as a community, Crafting from nature, and Prosperity from nature.
Kaidou wrote:We Asian millennials are like bananas. Our skin is yellow, but on the inside, we're pretty much white.

by Kaidou » Tue Jan 10, 2017 5:20 am
Naval Monte wrote:Manichean Plane
Realm I
Kinhe
Inside the gym Marie felt the explosion of magical energy and rush out of the room and through the hall to find the source of the explosion. Marie was only armed with her broadsword and had no armor on, all she wore was her black boots, pants and tank top along with one gloved hand and the other wrap with bandages. Marie freaked out many who was heading to the source of the explosion because of her sword as the half blood suspected an attack had occurred.
When Marie reached the room she saw that everyone else was gathered outside so she pushed through, ignoring everyone's protest as she can feel that James was inside the room. Once inside she saw James and Doctor Strange but with them was the spear that was radiating a mysterious and powerful energy. "I think now I understand why the Karotechia wanted the spear to themselves. If that display of power was just a taste of what it can do I shudder to think what would have happen if the nazis had a chance to use it's full power." Yet the worry of the Karotechia using the spear was replaced as she sense something far worse than them.
Marie clinched her fist tightly, enough for her nails to cut her palms and draw out blood. The woman growled as she felt something so vile, so evil, so recognizable return. As James began to bark them to go to the generator rooms the frightened crew did what he order and lead them to the room. Marie turn and was walking out of the room when Strange asked them what was wrong. Marie looked at Strange and the man took a step back as her eyes look far more demonic than human.
"An old enemy as return from the gates of the underworld and once this ship can leave we will go find him so we can send him back to the darkest depths of hell where he belongs" Marie left the room and made her way towards the gym to get her armor and the rest of her supply. Strange now alone was about to follow her but he saw Samuel gesturing to follow him, he only did so because he saw the expression on the boy's face to know that whatever he needs him for was important.
Strange followed Samuel to the room and saw a tall and attractive man in a suit. He began to explain to them about keeping what happen in the second explosion a secret from the group. Strange was not pleased that he won't reveal who these men were but Strange has a feeling he may know who they are. "It's the Chimaera isn't it." Strange guessed.
Prusselanden wrote:Ackerman nodded and unraveled xer typical Prussian army braid, letting a long cascade of dark umber hair down.
"Ok, thank you. Do your best, please." Xe sat down on a chair happily, anticipating the braiding.
"....Hey, who's the guy in the next room anyways?" Xe referred to James.

by Prusselanden » Tue Jan 10, 2017 6:00 am
Kaidou wrote:Naval Monte wrote:Manichean Plane
Realm I
Kinhe
Inside the gym Marie felt the explosion of magical energy and rush out of the room and through the hall to find the source of the explosion. Marie was only armed with her broadsword and had no armor on, all she wore was her black boots, pants and tank top along with one gloved hand and the other wrap with bandages. Marie freaked out many who was heading to the source of the explosion because of her sword as the half blood suspected an attack had occurred.
When Marie reached the room she saw that everyone else was gathered outside so she pushed through, ignoring everyone's protest as she can feel that James was inside the room. Once inside she saw James and Doctor Strange but with them was the spear that was radiating a mysterious and powerful energy. "I think now I understand why the Karotechia wanted the spear to themselves. If that display of power was just a taste of what it can do I shudder to think what would have happen if the nazis had a chance to use it's full power." Yet the worry of the Karotechia using the spear was replaced as she sense something far worse than them.
Marie clinched her fist tightly, enough for her nails to cut her palms and draw out blood. The woman growled as she felt something so vile, so evil, so recognizable return. As James began to bark them to go to the generator rooms the frightened crew did what he order and lead them to the room. Marie turn and was walking out of the room when Strange asked them what was wrong. Marie looked at Strange and the man took a step back as her eyes look far more demonic than human.
"An old enemy as return from the gates of the underworld and once this ship can leave we will go find him so we can send him back to the darkest depths of hell where he belongs" Marie left the room and made her way towards the gym to get her armor and the rest of her supply. Strange now alone was about to follow her but he saw Samuel gesturing to follow him, he only did so because he saw the expression on the boy's face to know that whatever he needs him for was important.
Strange followed Samuel to the room and saw a tall and attractive man in a suit. He began to explain to them about keeping what happen in the second explosion a secret from the group. Strange was not pleased that he won't reveal who these men were but Strange has a feeling he may know who they are. "It's the Chimaera isn't it." Strange guessed.
Takamatsu shook his head, as he stood up and picked up his briefcase, putting his wallet back into his pocket.
"Don't speak about the Chimaera too openly either", he replied darkly. "This country has had a bad history with them; if you want to know, find a library and read the archives inside."
"Can't you tell us more?" Samuel asked, cocking his head.
"Unfortunately, no."
With that, the investigator brought two fingers to his forehead and waved out, leaving the ship as promptly as he had come on.
...Prusselanden wrote:Ackerman nodded and unraveled xer typical Prussian army braid, letting a long cascade of dark umber hair down.
"Ok, thank you. Do your best, please." Xe sat down on a chair happily, anticipating the braiding.
"....Hey, who's the guy in the next room anyways?" Xe referred to James.
"Can't say I know", the old man said, shrugging. He lifted up several clumps of Ackerman's hair and began to weave it like threads of a tapestry. "He seems like somebody whom the captain picked up."
He continued weaving Ackerman's hair in silence for a moment.
"But he gives off this powerful aura."
...

by Kaidou » Tue Jan 10, 2017 6:10 am
Prusselanden wrote:"Hm? He does?" Ackerman waited patiently as Akita Sr. worked with xer hair. "...he looks kind of familiar though...I feel like as if I've seen him before. Strange. It's like a strange Deja Vu."
Prusselanden wrote:"Well that was quick. If he'd had a hat you'd think he was another zaetgeschlaeger." Fred reclined in his chair. "Yep, it's the Chinaera. Why I think so? Maybe they're after us. Maybe they're trying to tell us to leave. But it's just a theory."

by Naval Monte » Tue Jan 10, 2017 8:14 am

by Prusselanden » Tue Jan 10, 2017 9:25 am
Kaidou wrote:Prusselanden wrote:"Hm? He does?" Ackerman waited patiently as Akita Sr. worked with xer hair. "...he looks kind of familiar though...I feel like as if I've seen him before. Strange. It's like a strange Deja Vu."
"I can't help but feel the same way..."
A few seconds later, and the old man stood up, smiling into the mirror for Ackerman and turning the swivel chair around to the side to allow her to see.
"All done", he said. "It's a style I can't remember the name of. I used to tie it for my lord's daughters all the time."
...Prusselanden wrote:"Well that was quick. If he'd had a hat you'd think he was another zaetgeschlaeger." Fred reclined in his chair. "Yep, it's the Chinaera. Why I think so? Maybe they're after us. Maybe they're trying to tell us to leave. But it's just a theory."
"But if it is true that the Chimaera has a branch here", said Nekoma, leaning back even further and placing both his legs on the table, "then we're gonna need to be even more careful."
"Well, that's a given", said Samuel.
Suddenly, the swivel chair Nekoma had been sitting on rolled forward with a swift jerk, causing the man to topple out with a sharp, angry yelp, landing on the carpeted floor on his butt.
"Damn it!"
...

by Naval Monte » Tue Jan 10, 2017 9:41 am
Prusselanden wrote:Ackerman's face was first still when xe looked into the mirror, then a wide smile crept across xer lips.
"It's....really beautiful."Ackerman stood up and turned around to see the back of the braid. "Thank you, Akita-san! No one's done something this nice for me before. Wow...I feel like a Princess...Prince..?"
Oh yeah, I don't have a gender.
...........
"Klutz. Better watch out next time." Fred smirked and held out a hand to help Nekoma up.

by Forever Neutral » Tue Jan 10, 2017 9:43 am
Mundeo wrote:The Capital City
Samus looked down on the patchwork of streets that sprawled out below her. "Adam, find a place for us to land, and not get spotted"
I am pretty sure that we have already been spotted at this point.
"Just do it"
The ship continued to fly over the city, but lowered until it reached an empty allyway. Samus remained inside; there was no knowing what there was to expect outside before the proper scans. Hopefully, not too many spotted her little fly by.

by Kaidou » Tue Jan 10, 2017 9:57 am


by The Dark Brotherhood of Deros » Tue Jan 10, 2017 10:39 am
"Don't curse the darkness, light a candle! When freaky aliens give you lemons, make freaky alien lemonade!" - Hades
The Four Swords of the Guild
Respect for nature, Life as a community, Crafting from nature, and Prosperity from nature.
Kaidou wrote:We Asian millennials are like bananas. Our skin is yellow, but on the inside, we're pretty much white.

by Naval Monte » Tue Jan 10, 2017 11:28 am

by DAFT Universe » Tue Jan 10, 2017 12:22 pm

by Naval Monte » Tue Jan 10, 2017 1:06 pm

by The Dark Brotherhood of Deros » Tue Jan 10, 2017 1:33 pm
"Don't curse the darkness, light a candle! When freaky aliens give you lemons, make freaky alien lemonade!" - Hades
The Four Swords of the Guild
Respect for nature, Life as a community, Crafting from nature, and Prosperity from nature.
Kaidou wrote:We Asian millennials are like bananas. Our skin is yellow, but on the inside, we're pretty much white.

by Prusselanden » Tue Jan 10, 2017 1:52 pm
Kaidou wrote:Manichean Plane
Realm I
Kinhe
"Ugh", Nekoma snarled, staggering to his feet and rubbing his butt. "That's the first time I've fallen so hard on my ass in almost a decade... anyway, thanks for your concern." He smiled halfway at Strange.
"In any case", said Samuel, with a yawn, "I'm just gonna go sleep. We can get around to doing more stuff tomorrow. Right now, I'm too tired to think, let alone fight terrorists." With a second yawn, the boy walked over to the room in which Henry slept, still clutching his cello case tightly as he took off his shoes and climbed onto another sofa, reclining in it.
"Good night, y'all."
...
Midnight
Still unable to sleep, Yocchi sat on the edge of the sofa, gazing out of the window at the lights in the city below. Despite the lockdown and the explosion that had caused it, it seemed that life was going on as per normal, or rather, as normal as one would have expected a city of that size to be.
Something just didn't feel quite right to him. Even as his father slept soundly on the mattress laid out at the foot of the sofa he had claimed, Yocchi couldn't help but run that explosion through his mind over and over again.
And the name Tenkū Kakehashi. It refused to leave his mind. Every time the image of the explosion cropped up, so would the sound of the man's name.
My... real father?...
...
2:15 AM
Henry had woken up briefly, gone to the toilet, and emptied his bladder. He stared in the mirror briefly.
"My hair's a mess."
And then he went back to sleep on his recliner.
...
...
Manichean Plane
Realm I
Kinhe
The Aquila
6:45 AM
The sound of an incessant rapping on the door woke Samuel up there and then, so loud and repetitive it was. The boy grunted, ruffling his hair and feeling the safety pin earring in his left ear. Not the brightest of ideas, choosing a spot near the door to sleep, but then again, somebody did need to watch the door. Even in sleep.
Another string of fierce knocks upon the door. And then the voice.
"Open the goddamn door! This... it's an emergency, you blockheads!"
Ceiji's voice...
Samuel dashed to the adjacent room (where Strange, Henry, and Hex were), knocking on the door furiously.
"That immigration officer is at the door", he declared hurriedly. "I think she wants to tell us-"
"My dear Ceiji!" Henry leapt out of bed, despite it being barely sunrise. He straightened his clothes, and headed straight for the door, going right past Samuel. Before anybody else gave approval, Henry yanked the door open like a child tearing open a present's wrappings.
"Ceiji! So you- EEE!!!"
Much to the horror of Henry (and Samuel, who followed the golden-haired man to the door too), SGT Ceiji looked nothing like the dignified and authoritative figure she was the previous evening. Her face was cut and bloodied, trickles of semi-moist blood dribbling from her nostrils and her lips. Her uniform was ruffled and unbuttoned, her trousers from the knees down were torn off completely, and both her beret and gloves were missing. Her brown hair had been undone from its perfect bun.
"It's not what you think, you sick fuck", she snapped at Henry tiredly, raising her index finger to his mouth as she staggered onto the ship, clutching the railings and then, later, the side of the door, plonking herself down in the sofa and breathing heavily.
"What is it, then?" Samuel asked tersely, as both Yocchi and Akita Sr appeared from the other side of the room, the former displaying clear shock and the latter simply scanning the situation calmly but sternly.
Ceiji motioned for a bottle of water, which Yocchi promptly ran to the pantry and returned with. She chugged down the entire 500ml quickly, before tossing the empty bottle across the room and catching her breath.
"Who the hell are you people?" She wiped the blood off her mouth and cheeks with her sleeve.
"...huh?"
"Or rather", she rephrased, "who the hell is coming after your asses?"
...
5:45AM
(An hour ago)
"♫ Oshiete oshiete yo, sono shikumi wo ♪ ... "
Having been assigned to guard duty from 5:00AM to 6:00AM (something she was not particularly pleased about), Ceiji had been patrolling the hallways with a lance corporal with her. LCP Oboi was a promising young man, and had been selected to attend the specialist conversion course. For now, though, he was under the mentorship of the fearsome female sergeant he now followed quietly and subserviently.
He didn't hesitate to draw his pistol from his belt the moment the sound of the man singing falsetto came from behind him. Whirling around (as compared to Ceiji simply turning calmly), both of the immigration officials found nothing.
"The hell?"
"♪ ...boku no naka ni, dare ga iru no? ♫"
It was then that the man who had been singing showed himself. A tallish figure, with a rather muscular frame, he stood at least one head above Ceiji, roughly the same height as Oboi. He wore a dark green long sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans held up by a belt with a glittery "M" for its buckle. His blonde hair was tied into a long ponytail, and two Chinese characters were tattooed onto his big forehead. Both his hands were covered with what looked like extremely thick white gloves.
"Who are you?" Ceiji calmly inquired, pulling out her pistol and pointing it at the man.
The man laughed heartily.
"I love the way your gloves fit on your hands", he said, in a manner that suggested some amount of sexual arousal. "Those are very nice knuckles you have there... something I definitely can't say about your lance corporal here. But damn..."
"Oh, great", Ceiji replied sardonically. "Here's another giant golden-haired idiot with a hand fetish. Isn't my day just wonderful?"
The man grinned sideways, an unnaturally wide grin.
"I'm gonna ask you again very nicely, Mr I-have-a-hand-fetish-and-a-forehead-tattoo", she said. "Identify yourself."
The man walked closer to the two, his pupils dilating furiously within his greenish-blue irises. As he did so, he reached for his left hand, pulling off his glove, revealing another identical one underneath.
"Since I was just a teen..." he drawled, his voice sounding slightly more intoxicated and aroused, "I always loved the feeling of a nice, soft, silky glove over my hand. It gave me such great... pleasure..." He shuddered, his pupils dilating slightly in a manner suggestive of some form of carnal ecstasy.
"That's nice, but you're not answering my question."
"...but then he took my hands. He cut them off in battle, and then replaced them with these..." His face slowly morphing from one of hedonism to one of fury, the man gritted his teeth, tearing off five gloves from his left hand in quick succession, revealing, underneath, a robotic hand, connected directly to his wrist through an intricate system of wires and metallic, cybernetic joints. "That bastard... he took away the greatest source of pleasure in my life... before I could even regenerate... in that one encounter, my sex life was ruined..."
"You, sir, are officially the greatest deviant I've ever seen in my life", Ceiji drawled, imitating the man's partially incoherent words. "Turn around, or I'll shoot."
"Regenerate?" Oboi repeated, perplexed.
The man suddenly snapped back into lucidity, his pupils returning to normal.
"Say", he asked. "Have either of you, by any chance, read the comic series Tokyo Ghoul?"
"Yes, but who gives a flame-grilled shit?" Ceiji cocked her head and glared obliquely at the man, squinting one eye and opening the other for added emphasis
"Because..."
"Holy shi-"
In that instant, before she could even react, Ceiji could only watch as Oboi was run through by a dark red appendage of sorts. The man's insides were torn out of his body as he flew backwards several blocks with a scream of pain, crashing into a garbage bin and lying unconscious in a pool of his own blood and gore.
Quickly bringing her gaze back to the man, she saw just what the man had actually done. Or rather, what he actually was.
Holy crap balls on a skewer
"Tell me, dear woman with beautiful hands... what is a thousand minus seven?"(Image)
Rank 1 Commander
Tan Mekranesolmagno
"White Glove"
Personal Secretary of Tajurai Revik Ohm, Manju of the Chimaera
Supreme Commander of Manichean Plane Operations, Chimaera
Combatant of the Chimaera (Sugou Army)
SS+ Rated Ghoul
Koukaku (suspected Kakuja)
...
The Aquila
6:50AM (present time)
"Who here", asked Ceiji wearily, "has read a comic series called Tokyo Ghoul?"
"I have", said Yocchi, both excitedly and with a feeling of dread building up in his stomach. "But why is that important?"
"That shit's real", the immigration official said. "Ishida Sui isn't a comic artist; he's a detective trying to drop us info through his work."
"Um..."
"And who here", asked Ceiji as a follow up question, "has heard of an organisation called the Chimaera?"
"The Chimaera!" Both Samuel and Henry exclaimed in unison. Urging Henry to remain quiet, Samuel continued, "We've had some encounters with them. There was a Chinese mercenary army working for them, supposedly."
"They're after my head", said Nekoma. "Plus two other guys' heads too, but-"
"Good, so my hunch was correct", said Ceiji urgently, cutting off Nekoma and jerking upright in her seat. "Your damn pursuers have already followed you into this world somehow, and there's at least one nutty guy by the name of Mekrisol... Mekrosol... ah whatever, it was fucking long and unpronounceable. It's a big guy with a shit ton of those Tokyo Ghoul tentacle things and a horrible ponytail and a forehead tattoo and an uncontrollable hand fetish, that's all I remember."
...

by Naval Monte » Tue Jan 10, 2017 1:52 pm

by The Dark Brotherhood of Deros » Tue Jan 10, 2017 2:00 pm
"Don't curse the darkness, light a candle! When freaky aliens give you lemons, make freaky alien lemonade!" - Hades
The Four Swords of the Guild
Respect for nature, Life as a community, Crafting from nature, and Prosperity from nature.
Kaidou wrote:We Asian millennials are like bananas. Our skin is yellow, but on the inside, we're pretty much white.

by Prusselanden » Tue Jan 10, 2017 2:02 pm
Daft Universe wrote:(Image)
Aperture- Central A.I Chamber
"Well that's interesting. I should design a device that shoots lasers that explodes a test subject from the inside... Now that would make things interesting."
Then an alarm tone sounded.
Chell sighed. "More intruders? Great."
A screen moved out the wall displaying a camera feed of the intruders.
"I'm going to send some turrets." Chell said.
On the screen they would be able to see panels opening in the ceiling and turrets being put onto the ground from claws.

by Naval Monte » Tue Jan 10, 2017 2:09 pm
The Dark Brotherhood of Deros wrote:Space
As Infinity flew backwards from the force of Elizabeth's attack, his smile never left his face as he giggled like a madman. He came to a stop and clapped his hands together, causing a shockwave to form and deflect the suns before they hit him. "I see that you've still not lost your touch. You still can't beat me though." The Ancient One taunted. He then took his thumb and drew it across his throat, and then suddenly pointed forward with that same hand, causing a crescent-shaped beam to fly at Elizabeth, striking her and sending her flying.
Now he had her.
Infinity flew behind Elizabeth's mutant form, and struck her in the back hard with his foot, sending her forward suddenly. Then he teleported back in front of her, and struck her stomach in the same fashion. Soon he had her bouncing back and forth in an endless game of human ping-pong. He ended his combo by appearing above her, and striking her with both hands, causing her to fly downward. "HEAD'S UP!" He shouted as he sent two large energy beams after her.

by The Dark Brotherhood of Deros » Tue Jan 10, 2017 2:19 pm
"Don't curse the darkness, light a candle! When freaky aliens give you lemons, make freaky alien lemonade!" - Hades
The Four Swords of the Guild
Respect for nature, Life as a community, Crafting from nature, and Prosperity from nature.
Kaidou wrote:We Asian millennials are like bananas. Our skin is yellow, but on the inside, we're pretty much white.

by Forever Neutral » Tue Jan 10, 2017 2:55 pm
Daft Universe wrote:
Vaszahn fell to the floor from a rift that had appeared somewhere in the sky. He lay on his back, groaning and stared at the rift as it vanished. Slowly, he got up, picking up his sword and sheathing it. Looking around at the unfamiliar area, he spotted someone a little way off and walked nervously over to talk to them, unsure if they were friendly or not. When he reached them he asked, "Where is this place? It's nowhere I recognise."

by Naval Monte » Tue Jan 10, 2017 3:12 pm
The Dark Brotherhood of Deros wrote:Space
Infinity cackled with joy as Elizabeth was nearly vaporized by his beams. "Ooh! Good one!" He praised her, his enjoyment rising with every second. Then Elizabeth counter-attacked, and he was sent flying as dozens of tiny beams pierced his skin. Surprisingly the attack drew blood, and Infinity looked at his wounds in shock. "Blood? BLOOD? HOW DARE YOU?!" He screamed out, flying at full speed at Elizabeth.
Twin blades of energy formed from his palms and he hacked off several of Elizabeth's tentacles and then delivered an upward kick to her jaw, sending her upward. Then with a snap of his fingers dozens of blades formed around Infinity, an his eyes narrowed as he glared up at Elizabeth. Then at the top of his lungs Infinity screamed out. "THOUSAND BLADE DANCE!" Then the blades flew up at her and moved around her at lightning speed, slicing and stabbing at her wherever she wasn't protecting.

by Legokiller » Tue Jan 10, 2017 3:23 pm
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