Personification Life

[Swith Witherward]

Swith looked at the newspaper headline and smacked her forehead. "Talking head... lead on."

[Bone Fort]

Monfrox glared angrily at Bones. "It's not about me being queen of the world, of which I am most certainly not. I only came in twice, and that was when you had gone over the line. You have yet to learn that I am not one who takes being fucked with well. I don't care what you do, because the sheer fact that you do it is reason enough to invoke my wrath. And unless I'm mistaken, the attempt on Tsuyoi happened only once, to which I let her go when she said. You and your henchmen were sitting there, chanting at me to do it. You are just as guilty as I am. And believe me, you don't know how bad I could get. Yeah I could walk all over everyone, but I choose not to. I let people go about their business as long as it doesn't involve an uncalled prank on me or kidnapping my roommates, a hobby you seem to have taken up recently. So here's the deal. I'm leaving, and you're going to stop screwing with me. And if not, then don't be surprised when I come to hunt you down and give you a piece of my mind." She said. She snapped her fingers and everything in the room that she made disappeared.

The two chairs, the table, and the chess set. She walked out of the room without a care, grumbling to herself. The darkness lifted and the web of flesh disappeared. Monfrox shrouded herself in a shadow so as not to be seen as she walked the halls.

Bones continued to sit there and watched Mon leave, even though the chair had disappeared. Instead of falling back, he remained suspended in air, as if a chair was still beneath him.

For someone so keen on a fight that she was so certain she would win, she sure left quick... Interesting...

[The BranRiech]

"Oh man! I was going to grab some Waffles before Scarface popped me in here. Where is NVE . . ."

Bran noticed the crouds of NVE's running around and thought that their job was nearly impossible.

". . . The real NVE anyways . . ."

Swith drew herself out of her thoughts, reluctantly tamped down her desire to go off on her own and explore. "The real NVE is somewhere ahead of us and probably trying to find his guilt mechanism, for lack of a better term, in order to purge it. We must stop him from purging it. Were I to hazard a guess, I would assume it resembles Arthur VanDelay. Talking head, is this accurate? I'm also guessing that all these NVEs might be thoughts streaming along?"

Swith squatted down the touch the sidewalk, admiring the surface. "I think this is a well-organized but chaotic place, and that makes it more dangerous than anything you'd encounter in the BranRiech or our building itself. Everything you see may not be what it is, and what it is might be a projection of how he approaches something completely different. NVE is quite mad, you know, that happy little moment where creative thinking crosses the lines of insanity and jumps right off the edge with a hoot of joy. Let's not forget that he isn't human. Don't let your own mind wonder lest you become mired in thought while here."

She stood up and looked at the odd sky. "Waffles would have been nice. Did you know can add berries to the batter?"

Bran looked around, awestruck at how wonderous the mind of an Insane velociraptor really was. He walked over to the News bulletin with NVE's disembodied head.

"That sounds bad, where do you think we'll find him?"

Bran then turned back to Swith.

"I've always thought of adding Chocolate to the Mix . . .

. . . We'll try that when we're out of here and back at the apartment."

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Swith looked at the newspaper headline and smacked her forehead. "Talking head... lead on."

NVE042 led them down the sidewalks, they passed several stores. One was a butcher shop named Appetite, in the window hung various slabs of meat (beef, pork, human). Another was a store named Desires, there were some televisions in the window. "We are looking for something like a library or museum that houses his memories. It is updated constantly and will give us his location." he explained.

[Swith Witherward]

Swith looked at the newspaper headline and smacked her forehead. "Talking head... lead on."

NVE042 led them down the sidewalks, they passed several stores. One was a butcher shop named Appetite, in the window hung various slaps of meat (beef, pork, human). Another was a store named Desires, there were some televisions in the window. "We are looking for something like a library or museum that houses his memories. It is updated constantly and will give us his location." he explained.

"Mmmmm," said Swith. "Bran, chocolate would be goooood. Stop it, you're making my mouth water."

Swith surveyed the area as they walked, peering into various shop windows while also scanning for anything that would serve as a repository. "What about a theatre, NVE042? Would he play them over and over like movies?"

[The BranRiech]

NVE042 led them down the sidewalks, they passed several stores. One was a butcher shop named Appetite, in the window hung various slaps of meat (beef, pork, human). Another was a store named Desires, there were some televisions in the window. "We are looking for something like a library or museum that houses his memories. It is updated constantly and will give us his location." he explained.

"Mmmmm," said Swith. "Bran, chocolate would be goooood. Stop it, you're making my mouth water."

Swith surveyed the area as they walked, peering into various shop windows while also scanning for anything that would serve as a repository. "What about a theatre, NVE042? Would he play them over and over like movies?"

"Yes, but Movie theatres aren't where one goes to destroy something. NVE wants to destroy his Compassion, not watch it in a theatre . . .

. . . It's like the Branriech government burning all books related to Capitalism, sick and disgusting."

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"Mmmmm," said Swith. "Bran, chocolate would be goooood. Stop it, you're making my mouth water."

Swith surveyed the area as they walked, peering into various shop windows while also scanning for anything that would serve as a repository. "What about a theatre, NVE042? Would he play them over and over like movies?"

"Yes, but Movie theatres aren't where one goes to destroy something. NVE wants to destroy his Compassion, not watch it in a theatre . . .

. . . It's like the Branriech government burning all books related to Capitalism, sick and disgusting."

"We need to find where he is first. The best way to do that is look at the recent memories." NVE042 said. They discovered a theater around the corner. The ticket booth was stationed by another NVE wearing a red suit and a fake mustache. "Hey 042! Haven't seen you in here for a while." he greeted them with a friendly smile.

[The BranRiech]

"Yes, but Movie theatres aren't where one goes to destroy something. NVE wants to destroy his Compassion, not watch it in a theatre . . .

. . . It's like the Branriech government burning all books related to Capitalism, sick and disgusting."

"We need to find where he is first. The best way to do that is look at the recent memories." NVE042 said. They discovered a theater around the corner. The ticket booth was stationed by another NVE wearing a red suit and a fake mustache. "Hey 042! Haven't seen you in here for a while." he greeted them with a friendly smile.

Bran stood behind 042 confused, he looked around for a few seconds before making his concerns known . . .

"Are all of his memories stored in there? Or just important ones."

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

Whereis everyone!?

[Dabfia]

Whereis everyone!?

*Walks out of my room holding a peice of uranium and has a radiation protection suit on*
Hey Tsuyoi stop yelling

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"We need to find where he is first. The best way to do that is look at the recent memories." NVE042 said. They discovered a theater around the corner. The ticket booth was stationed by another NVE wearing a red suit and a fake mustache. "Hey 042! Haven't seen you in here for a while." he greeted them with a friendly smile.

Bran stood behind 042 confused, he looked around for a few seconds before making his concerns known . . .

"Are all of his memories stored in there? Or just important ones."

"All of them, including those of all the clones that died. Of course, the ones that have been neuralized are locked away in parts unknown." The NVE on the red suit replied.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

Whereis everyone!?

*Walks out of my room holding a peice of uranium and has a radiation protection suit on*
Hey Tsuyoi stop yelling

well,i was wondering where everyone is!. so i want to know!

[Dabfia]

*Walks out of my room holding a peice of uranium and has a radiation protection suit on*
Hey Tsuyoi stop yelling

well,i was wondering where everyone is!. so i want to know!

Well drake is proabably in the catacombs with my sis i'm right here evil dab just died and i don't know where anyone else is

[Swith Witherward]

2Swith looked at Bran and 042, also puzzled. "So... the movie theatre will show us his memories but the part we need to protect is located elsewhere?"

Meanwhile...
Swith woke up and chastised herself for falling asleep mid-chapter. She'd been trying to read The Ends of Civilization for nearly a month and felt badly because it was a borrowed book. "I know," she said aloud as if to the friend she'd borrowed if from, "I said I'd return the next day, but I was busy, you see, and off on a tangent, and now I suppose I shan't ever be able to give it back... unless it comes up somewhere else. Well, that would be an adventure, to say the least. Do you suppose we could get others involved?" She felt a stabbing pain in her head and realized that she'd been banging it on the fourth wall while talking. "By the time I finish this book, it will have finally been written!" She winced again but it was worth getting in that final pun.

She showered and dressed and headed down the hall. The smell of waffles was once again absent. Swith pulled the recipe from memory, felt the mad urge to add chocolate to it, and started to cook.

"Waffles in ten minutes," her voice said over the PA system.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

well,i was wondering where everyone is!. so i want to know!

Well drake is proabably in the catacombs with my sis i'm right here evil dab just died and i don't know where anyone else is

how id evil dabdog die?

[Dabfia]

Well drake is proabably in the catacombs with my sis i'm right here evil dab just died and i don't know where anyone else is

how id evil dabdog die?

*hides a bloody knife behind my back*
Oh that's classified

[Monfrox]

For about 7 seconds, Monfrox's user poked her head out of her room that she had been planning things in and looked around. "Waffles..." she whispered. She was hungry, and rather than go for something else, free food was always a welcomed occurrence. She slung the MP5 around her should and ran down the hall. She instantly froze at Monfrox's door. "Oh God....this is bad...." She thought. "I'll tell someone about it when I'm eating." She said as she walked into the room where Swith was. "WHO dares...." She said in a stern, yet playful tone.

Inside her room, Monfrox kept sulking at her desk as she tried to make some good out of what she had done. It reminded her other side of Captain Walker from Spec Ops: The Line. The man fought for what he believed was right, and made what he thought were the right choices. But, in the end, it was all folly. She looked at her desk, that was covered in her black tears. Taking out a small bottle, she held it to the end and waved her other hand over them. The tears all converged and joined together and streamed into the bottle, leaving her desk clean again. She put the bottle on the desktop and then put her head down again.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

2Swith looked at Bran and 042, also puzzled. "So... the movie theatre will show us his memories but the part we need to protect is located elsewhere?"

"Well 2Swith, if we look at the new memories it will show where he is in here and wehere he thinks 273 is. It can also help us determine what we need to do to stop him." NVE042 explained.

[Swith Witherward]

"Mmm hmmm. With chocolate in them, but I don't know if it's the right kind. I only had these big bars so I broke them up." Swith had the sinking feeling that she'd probably destroyed Bran's waffle iron.

And in the raptor's head...
"NVE042... ugh, you're now officially 'Fortu', because NVE042 is a pain in the ass to say... We're not going to kill anything in here, are we?" 2Swith wasn't too certain what would happen if it came to battle.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"Mmm hmmm. With chocolate in them, but I don't know if it's the right kind. I only had these big bars so I broke them up." Swith had the sinking feeling that she'd probably destroyed Bran's waffle iron.

And in the raptor's head...
"NVE042... ugh, you're now officially 'Fortu', because NVE042 is a pain in the ass to say... We're not going to kill anything in here, are we?" 2Swith wasn't too certain what would happen if it came to battle.

"I like the name, too bad all of us are terrible at naming things. No, there is no death here since nothing is real, if you die here you will just wake up in reality. The only way to damage this place is with a neuralizer that we don't have. If we manifest one, the Anti-bodies will swarm and eject us." Fortu explained.

[Swith Witherward]

"I like the name, too bad all of us are terrible at naming things. No, there is no death here since nothing is real, if you die here you will just wake up in reality. The only way to damage this place is with a neuralizer that we don't have. If we manifest one, the Anti-bodies will swarm and eject us." Fortu explained.

2Swith laughed. "We're certainly not original with names. Swith isn't even my actual name. And just look at poor Bran. I've always wondered why so many of us have names that sound just like the nations we come fro- Oh, this isn't helping us at all. Right, let's find NVE before he gets much further ahead of us."

[Germanic Templars]

*Thriller and Aleki begin walking around the halls, Aleki carrying an incense holder swinging it side to side with Thriller behind him, both singing Salve Regina*

[Monfrox]

"Mmm hmmm. With chocolate in them, but I don't know if it's the right kind. I only had these big bars so I broke them up." Swith had the sinking feeling that she'd probably destroyed Bran's waffle iron.

The girl's mouth dropped. "That sounds like the best waffles I've had ever...." She said.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"I like the name, too bad all of us are terrible at naming things. No, there is no death here since nothing is real, if you die here you will just wake up in reality. The only way to damage this place is with a neuralizer that we don't have. If we manifest one, the Anti-bodies will swarm and eject us." Fortu explained.

2Swith laughed. "We're certainly not original with names. Swith isn't even my actual name. And just look at poor Bran. I've always wondered why so many of us have names that sound just like the nations we come fro- Oh, this isn't helping us at all. Right, let's find NVE before he gets much further ahead of us."

"Right this way." Fortu said pointing to a theater door labeled Now Playing: Short Term. Inside several NVEs were watching the screen. Some of them ate buckets of popcorn, chicken, and eyeballs. "That feels like the Office of Common Sense to me." he said, the other NVEs sushed him.

[Dabfia]

*Dabfia walks down to the mess hall and then into the kitchen*
Screw waffles i'm having something diffrent this time *Grabs a knife and goes to find a farm or somewhere where chickens are*