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| Fenrir | Oct 27 2009, 11:58 AM Post #1 | |||
Who said I suffer insanity? I enjoy every minute of it XD
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Chad walked happily to the R&D building, a bright smile on his face as he made his way over the floor where he usually just stepped to get new toys, or hand reports of said toys. This time however, Chad was here for a more pleasurable reason, they would be going back into that miniature world he had found... and kept away of Wessix grasp. Greeting the members of the team, Chad made his way over the machine and placed the item from his bag of holding on it. Hope this time you guys took it seriously and got me a decent costume... He said, remembering the past time they decided it would be a nice idea to make him cosplay of a Ragnarök sniper... To his surprise, they already had something planned, a blue plate armor waiting on a mannequin. Chad blinked, it didn't look bad really, so with a smile and a nod, the wolf-boy picked up the armor and went into a changing room. He didn't want to give a show to the nerds of the team that wanted to see someone or something naked for real... A few weeks ago, on the walls of the school, a sign up letter had appeared, it was meant to communicate that the R&D team was looking for volunteers to a special expedition, one to an unknown continent. For most students this would look like a load of bull--- But those that were interested, would find that it was quite real. People that signed up went through an extensive research by the R&D building, making sure they were able to survive in the conditions that this trip would require. And only after they were sure they were apt for the trip, they communicated the few selected where and at what time to be. Now, once they came in, they would find an armor waiting for them, ready to be worn. They would be handed the armor and told to go get changed, then come back to meet their team mates... Then their trip would begin. Edited by Fenrir, Oct 29 2009, 01:29 PM.
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| Mirror Paw | Oct 27 2009, 01:51 PM Post #2 | |||
"...but not nargles..."
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Issac was alone in the changing room as he looked his armor up and down. Sure it was a very impressive set of steel and leather, but the fact he had to wear something so cumbersome kind of made Issac feel uneasy. If he had to transform, the armor might hinder the transformation speed, or prevent it entirely. However, the science team assured him several times that the armor was specifically designed just for him and his abilities. Doubting that very much, Issac began to remove his own clothing, but as he stood there naked, his cell phone rang. Frantically trying to get to his jeans under the pile of clothe he removed, Issac huffed in frustration. Who could be calling him now of all times? This was when he was supose to be working. Ok, so it was his off day, but no one knew that. They should know not to clal him during his work hours, day off or not. When he picked up, he was met with a dial tone and then someone hanging up. Looking at the caller ID, Issac saw it was Kune. He’d have to call her later since this time he wasn’t able to get to the phone on time. She knew if she had an emergency where they would be, and could call the research department directly for them. Issac took a deep breath and just sighed, just as Chad opened the curtain. Gasping, Issac used his hand to cover his bare parts with a look of shock on his face. ”Hey! I’m cha - oh hi Chad!” When Issac realized it was Chad, he stood up normally and went over to snuggle his baby. He held Chad tightly, but made sure not to tip the balance of his lover’s step since Chad was carrying a heavy set of armor. Issac happily kissed Chad on the lips a few times before nuzzling his neck and then stepping back. The much taller lycan looked down at his boyfriend before placing his hands on his hips. ”So your research team for that mini world gave us new armor. Here. Let me help you get undressed and changed. hehe. <3 Issac helped Chad remove his clothing, and soon Chad was all set to fit in his armor. But before they could get any where near the armor, Issac winked and walked over to the curtain dividing them from the rest of the room. Smirking he peered out of the curtain and then back in with Chad. No one around except two scientists. Issac then grabbed a side sign off the mini end table that read Occupied, and hung it on the curtain outside. When he got back to Chad, he lovingly pressed Chad against the wall with a mischievous chuckle. ”Assume the position. Hee.” *** Twenty minutes later, when everything was over, Issac helped Chad into his armor, and soon he too was ready to go. When they exited the curtain changing room, the alpha looked around and wondered who else would show up to this second round of experimentation. ”You know. Chad baby. I think this mini world is becoming a responsibility of yours you’re going to loose a lot of sleep over. Speaking of sleep, did you hear about that court case where a woman was sueing her husband and divorcing him because he had anal sex with her while she was sleeping? … And you know… I‘m such a light sleeper… How can you not wake up for that? “Was there a full glass of red wine that didn‘t spill right next to you!?” I mean. Come on. Edited by Mirror Paw, Oct 27 2009, 01:52 PM.
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| Mariko12 | Oct 27 2009, 10:10 PM Post #3 | |||
Choco-holics Unite!
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Another world. A little pocket place that had its own civilization... little people, in a little world. Jo hadn't thought that she would be interested, but, she was. She made her way from her dorm to the r&d labs, a place she frequented. With a smile at the scientists, they showed her a little mannequin that was her height, wearing a suit of light armor. It was green... good. There was a skirt piece... bad. It had pants as well... good. More good than bad, so Jo was happy with it. It was a short walk to the dressing area, and when she got there, she noticed two people. Chad and Issac were also coming along! Running over to them, carrying her armor with her, she grinned up at them, "Hello, big bro! Hi, Mr. Issac! I'm gonnna change real quick." Behind the curtain and out again a few minutes later, she placed her belongings in a corner where no one would mess with them. "Ready~!" She lifted her arms and spun around a bit, getting used to the feeling of the armor. But what was she going to do with her hair? It couldn't be flying around like it was, and she couldn't bring her hat and goggles with her... well... she really wanted to bring the goggles, so she put them around her neck. They were green and blended in with the armor, kind of. "Ah~ what am I gonna do with my hair?" |
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SO GET OFF MY LAWN!
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Miyo sighed. It was another mini world adventure. And to tell the truth, he was kind of excited. Miyo took another breath to steady his nerves, then walked the rest of the way to his R&D room. Once he walked in, he was greeted by nervous looking scientists and a woman who had...well, who had seen better hair days, he was sure. Miyo hid his eyes under his hair and looked around, thanking the lady politely and quietly for his armor, and going to change. Once he was changed, he walked out and his eyes lit up. Jo was here too? Miyo walked up to her once she asked what she was supposed to do with her hair and smiled. He used to help his mom do her hair, so Miyo knew what to do. He took out a pencil from his pocket and wound her hair up in a bun, then stuck it in securely. It would stay unless she or someone else took it out. Miyo peeked over Jo's shoulder and smiled again, no longer nervous. "Hey Joey." Miyo said, blushing once he realized how close he was to her. He cleared his throat and looked away, scratching the back of his head. "So, Chad invite you here too?" Good one Miyo. That was smooth. |
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| Tabloid | Oct 28 2009, 12:16 PM Post #5 | |||
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The logic that preceded the pen on paper that volunteered Navvi for the expedition was essentially that same that made him act on most any request given to him by a student. Someone needed help with something, even if that was something was extravagant and kind of secretive, and Navvi was going to help them. So he put up his one word name and walked off without a second thought. The response to Navvi's name on the sign-up sheet came almost immediately. Apparently the benefactors of the expedition thought having a one-of-a-kind machine on the roster could only help, and maybe they were right. In his wandering around the campus and Tower, Navvi had mostly been around and easily found the R&D Department. Though if it was not for him speaking up about the expedition, the people would probably have thought he was just some vacant-faced looky-loo. But hearing his name and the mention of the sign up got them off their butts and pushed him into an adjacent room with a heavy-looking suit of armor set up in it.  As soon as they told him to change into it, he began stripping without regard to the people had originally pushed him in there. They, of course, jumped out when they saw him start removing his clothes and slammed the door behind themselves. A few minutes later, Navvi was walking out, fully concealed behind the closed mask of the helmet. Next thing he knew, he was being lead towards what he assumed to be the staging area, clanking and scraping all the way. Four other people were already there, including the two lupine cohorts that Navvi had bothered, to put it mildly, awhile before. At least his face was hidden, and he did not speak, and merely stood in the middle of the room waiting for the next instructions. Edited by Tabloid, Oct 28 2009, 12:16 PM.
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 [Navvi] and [Chiru] and [Casimiro] [The Student Body!] | ||||
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| Defiant | Oct 28 2009, 05:38 PM Post #6 | |||
I settled down a twisted up frown disguised as a smile, well you would’ve never known
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The sign-up letter on the wall had been overlooked several times as she had been more interested in the wanted/personal/for sale ads posted around the school. That was until someone pointed it out to her. Well, pointed it out was probably the wrong choice of words. More like he waved it in her face and told her to sign up and being the curious, thrill seeker that she was… she did. That’s where this whole mess began. Blinded by the idea of going somewhere new she ignored the fact this was being run by the R&D team. Someone had once accused her of being a robonerd and as such she should have known what to expect. Yet as she entered the building with blissful ignorance swimming in her head she was sadly unprepared for what she was about to see. One thing was Jo, who came out looking extra cute. “Aww, Jo, you look adorable.“ The next was her suit of ‘armor. Armor? Really? It looked more like Victoria’s Secret and Camelot had a fight. Guess who won. She offered Jo a pair of ponytail holders. “Why not try some pigtails or a side bun?” It was the best she could offer given the situation. Gathering up her ‘armor’ she stepped away long enough to change. Little did she know who she’d find on the other side of the curtain. Sawyer, bare chest and all. "Who-okay. Sorry. I'll wait for you to get done." "You know that won't be for half an hour." Who was he kidding? Not being one to pass up a good ribbing she turned around. "Oh please, fifteen minutes top." Probably not the smartest thing to say to a guy you were alone with in a changing room… again. He smirked. "Ain't you a prize-wench. Don't tempt me lady." "Like you even need it. So how come you get a full ensemble and I get medieval playboy bunny?" Yeah, it hadn’t taken her long to change thanks to the lack of clothing. Sawyer made a show of holding up his breastplate. "I got a fuckin' skirt and a sleeveless shirt." He then knocked on it. "That look like an ensemble to you?" He looked her over. "You do look, uh, unprotected though. Your armor just for show too?" "Obviously. I don't even have a back to this thing. It's held together by strings and straps of leather, no joke." She lifted her leg to show off the boots. "The footwear's pretty sweet though." "Yeah, between the boots and those metal Cans of yours, you look plenty battle-ready." "Less is more I guess." She gave him a scrutinizing look. "Something's missing…" A second later she had a can of face paint. "You need war paint." "....Please tell me you're just having another Crazy Psychotic Wench moment..." "You wish, now stay still..." Cici left the confines of that changing room with a smug little smile on her lips and a now freshly painted Sawyer in her wake. He wouldn’t look like a clown but he would look scary for a guy in a skirt and a breastplate with that crimson red line going down his face. Now she just had to worry about fan service and the prospects of panty shots. Edited by Defiant, Oct 29 2009, 02:52 AM.
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| Jake | Oct 28 2009, 09:01 PM Post #7 | |||
Heroes Get Remembered. Legends Never Die.
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There were few things in the world Sawyer really did care about. So you bring in the prospect of an entirely different, mini-world-within-a-world, that slight bit of care just drops astronomically. You ever see the end of the first Men in Black, where the camera pans out on New York City, United States, Earth, Solar System, Galaxy...and then we just become some alien's marble, thrown in with a whole bag of marbles? That's what the idea of another world was to Sawyer. A marble. A play-thing. He cared less than he cared about his morning coffee. However, Chad was proving to be more and more persuasive by the day. Their friendship was a strange one, indeed. Luckily, Sawyer had managed to sneak Cicely into the same outfit so he had something to look at while they were playing God with their own little world. Sawyer enjoyed playing God, so much, that he had even devised a crafty little way to duplicate himself in the Bushido Chambers and change his duplicate as he saw fit as a sparring partner when he didn't have the benefit of being around the other oh-so-lovely award-winning Evo's on campus. Euch~ Evo's. The thought alone left a bitter taste in Sawyer's mouth, but regardless, after tests and trials and more tests, Sawyer took one last stroll up to the R&D Department. Time to suit up. Apparently, they thought he liked playing God, too. "You've gotta be shitting me. This, is Armor?" He shook his head. "A skirt and a sleeveless. Really. Billions of dollars in Research and Development and we raided the women's section of Wal*Mart. Fuck me Sideways..." Curtain drawn, Sawyer had managed to strip off his clothes in a matter of seconds. Lots of practice. It didn't take him more than a few seconds to have fitted his kilt onto his frame and latch on the golden 'belt', metallic pieces hanging down the front. By the time he was fitting on the second forearm-length bracer the curtain was drawn and Sawyer, in all his semi-naked glory, was staring quite blankly at Cicely. [Blah blah blah...] A red undershirt, red facepaint and what felt like a 50lb skin-tight leather breastplate later, Sawyer emerged from the fitting area looking, decidely, like The God of War himself. Who Hadn't played that game? Kratos was the man. However, he didn't exactly look like anything other than a beast-like warrior, and...well, that was Sawyer.  Knocking on his hardened chest-plate again, just to make sure it was somewhat sturdy, he walked out to see some...thing...clunking around in all manners of metal. His eyebrow twitched, but he didn't say much. He strode off to the meeting area and found the rest of his "Team". Luckily, he knew everyone there, with the exception of Isaac, and whoever was under that rather protective armor plating. Arms folded over his chest, hair out of his face and war-paint on [Courtesy of Cicely, bless her heart] Sawyer looked every bit like a Gladiator. He nodded to Miyo with that short, curtness that he gave all his fighters and looked down to Jo. He shot her a wink, but that was it. At least she was still alive. He hadn't seen her since the Ball. Regardless, neither here nor there. "So does anyone have any idea what's going on or is this just some sick Halloween test-run?" Edited by Jake, Oct 31 2009, 08:47 AM.
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| Relen | Oct 29 2009, 12:47 PM Post #8 | |||
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Well. He had to, apparently, look like a hero wherever he went. His approach was quiet; he wasn't exactly keen on drawing attentions to himself this time. He wanted to just get in, see what this invitation dealie was about, get out, and then go back home. He did make notice of the usual crowd once again; Miyo was there, and hey, was that Miyo trying to chat up a woman? Dude's grown a pair, apparently, and Matt tapped him on the shoulder as he walked past, flashing Miyo a thumbs-up. His armour, on the other hand, was actual armour, unlike most of the rest of them. It was even gold! With a red cape-thing, and some dark blue glyphs and under-armour fabric on it for good measure. He looked like a noble hero, and boy, with the magical super-sword he had, he'd look even better. There had to be a way to keep this getup. Matt wondered how much this kind of thing cost to get their hands on...and how much it'd cost him to keep it. Once he was all dressed, he walked out of the changing rooms, Time Saber inactive but in his left hand. "I am liking this. A hell of a lot." Cici was there, too, and all Matt could do was stare in disbelief, shake his head, then grin at the poor girl who was now trapped in something more messed up than that one episode they'd tried to film. Did she pic it? Matt hoped to God she didn't, because... man, they'd need to have a very long talk on fashion design. "Please tell me you're going to burn that, Cicely." |
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| Fenrir | Oct 29 2009, 05:36 PM Post #9 | |||
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Who said I suffer insanity? I enjoy every minute of it XD
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[OOC: Okay, so... Here begins the teamwork, OOC and IC you guys gotta make a plan, so go ahead... Since making this plan can take a while, next update date is... In a week; though if everyone posts before, I update before.] Chad smirked when he found Issac in the changing room, and didn't protest with the help to remove his clothes... Much less with the godly twenty minutes of fun the two wolves had, unfortunately, more would be impossible... For the while at least. With a bright smile and wearing the armor, Chad walked out the changing room as well as Issac to be received by Jo dressed in what looked like a really good green armor. Then Miyo joined them, apparently too distracted by Jo to notice both Chad and Issac over there, the wolf-boy smirked to Issac as Miyo helped Jo with her hair and chuckled before whispering to Issac Aren't they cute? Then joined them someone covered completely in a body armor, it kind of reminded of Alejandro's armor the previews time, the only armor that actually covered everything. On the opposite side of the spectrum Sawyer and Cici, wearing what could only have come out of a multiplayer online roleplaying game... He could actually see a few of the geeks that worked in the bulding oogling to Sawyer and Cici alike... And finally, Matt... Apparently he too got lucky and got a decent armor, actually, perhaps the only ones that suffered to have the lusty team doing their armors were Sawyer and Cici... Speaking of the team, they had been working on adjusting settings and double-checking everything, before a woman, rather serious looking came over to them. Hello kids, as you might know already, you were selected to be part of an important research about social impact... Right now the state of the miniworld is pretty close to that of the middle age, so your powers might be dangerous to show near the Dalarians; the more human like specie. Is worth to note that among the Gnipalhellirians, you still hold your status of deities. She explained, guiding the kids to a circle painted in red, over them... What could only be described as one of those beams used in star trek. Now, there's a social race, Gnipalhellirians against Dalarians... You will be split in two teams, and placed in the corresponding region, your task... To convince the race you arrive with that... There's a new continent, and to sail to said new continent, upon arrival to it, you will be transported out. She finished, handing everyone a small map and then turning around, giving thumbs up to the guy handing the controls of the machine. A few seconds and an intense flash of light later, the kids were launched into the world, divided into two groups. The first group, would find themselves appearing on the outskirts of what had to be a middle age town, it didn't look like the average people was very rich, but they weren't poor either, it could be described as the life of middle class. In this place would appear Matt, Navvi, Miyo and Jo, this place... Was Dalaria. It had changed for sure, the once Greek style place was now what could only be the description of middle age Europe, with the castle background behind a town, just FAR cleaner, and people... Man, people was still handsome and beautiful, if something had changed, it had to be this, the technology had been put to the service of a religion that worshiped beauty over anything else. In their maps the would find a pretty simple instruction Seek audience with the King and convince him about the need to explore the seas. Well... Time for the team to come up with a good plan to convince a monarch about the needs of exploration... A stubborn one. The other team, formed by Chad, Issac, Sawyer and Cici would find themselves in what seemed to be a village in the middle of a forest, somewhere nearby was a large river, the sound of it was low due to the distance. The place... It could only be described as a hidden village, and for good reasons, the Dalarians kept prosecuting the Gnipalhellirians since they were... Well, hybrids of animals and humans. For the team, the mission was a bit different, in the back of their maps, they would find a note Get an audience with the elders council, convince them of the existence of a land beyond the seas and the need to arrive to it before the Dalarians. Chad read out loud, they were in the forest so it was unlikely they were seen or heard, but... It was always better to be cautious until they had a plan. Lessee... Ideas? We could just arrive walking and- Wait no... that wouldn't work... right? Chad started, wondering if walking straight into the village would work... Perhaps not, since time had passed, who knew what kind of reception they would have after... Well, the fact that their people was almost annihilated. |
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| Mirror Paw | Oct 30 2009, 02:34 PM Post #10 | |||
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"...but not nargles..."
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Issac immediately waved to Jo as she greeted them Jo was someone he had grown rather fond of after the Autumn ball, though the event that night ended up a big disaster due to a giant raging monster who wanted to eat all of them for dinner. Eukanuba just didn’t have bags big enough for him, Issac supposed. But afterwards, when the danger was gone, and everyone was getting back into their normal school life (which apparently the giant dog was considered a normal happening), Issac and Jo had hung out a few times. They fixed a car together, and even went out to the museum a few times for a school project. Now Jo was there again, being her adorable little self, ready to hang out, help out, and… change out? Jo scurried away rather quickly to go change into her designated armor, clothing, or what ever the scientists gave her. Meanwhile, a boy entered, and apparently Chad knew him. Miyo seemed like a nice boy. Then another person entered, already in full armor, and ready to go. Someone he didn’t know apparently, but something about him seemed off. Blinking, Issac waved at the man in full armor, unaware it was Navvi, the insulting robot from a few months ago. Issac smield at the full armored man before watching Cici and Sawyer enter. He had remember them from the Autumn ball, just like he met Jo from the ball. But it took a while before it occurred to him that these two were in fact, the two he interviewed. Cici’s outfit made Issac’s jaw dropped. He had always considered himself gay, and a big fan of the male body, but looking Cici up and down made it clear he was missing out on something. Sure, he had Kune, so he wasn’t so homosexual as he was semi bi sexual. Issac preferred the term HomoFlexible. It explained a lot more than those other titles. And when he looked at Sawyer. He cringed. Whoa. That was intimidating. War paint? Red and black? Mixed with Sawyers bulky and muscular body. All dressed like that, Sawyer looked like someone you just didn’t want to encounter in a dark ally. Or a lit ally. How about just not encounter all together? But what ever god he was suppose to be portraying, it was definitely… nice. Issac coughed to clear his throat as again, someone he didn’t know entered. Matt and Issac had never met, except for passing each other in the hallways a few times. Other than that. It was just a face Issac knew. But names would have to wait. The experiment was on its way, and when everyone was ready, and everything was set. They were thrown down into the world Chad had won. Down farther and farther. Flashes of energy, and in moments, they shrank. Things felt the same, but when Issac opened his eyes, he noticed the world was not the same. The plant life was definitely different than the last time. In this little world, centauries had passed. Around him, he saw Cici, Sawyer, and his honey, Chad. ”Elder counsels, huh? Yeah. Walking right in might bring up some hostilities. We could transform so we fit in but I don’t know what they’d think of um… Cici was it? And… Sawyer? I’m terrible with names so if I got it wrong. Me so sowwies. Hee.” |
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| Defiant | Oct 30 2009, 08:56 PM Post #11 | |||
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“I dunno… it’d make for a great villain costume if I ever go rogue or something.” Yeah, because nothing screamed bad guy like a long red cape with a starched collar. She was joking of course. The outfit would, hopefully, be returned to the R&D people…minus the boots. Beam me up Scotty? Next thing Cici knew she was standing in the middle of a forest. That was the least of her worries though. The transport hadn’t been too kind and she felt a fit of nausea settle in her stomach as her head tried to stop spinning. She sought out an arm to grab on to and of course it’d just happen to be Sawyer’s. Ugh, forget coming up with a plan. Keeping down the vomit was hard enough. It was like getting the raw end of a bad rollercoaster ride. “Yeah, it’s Cici.” She managed to get out. This is what people of average intelligence must of felt like all the time. Shaking her head she won the fight with her body and straightened up. Issac was probably right. Hybrid or not waltzing in to the village could prove dangerous. “Is there really any other choice though? I’m sure these people wouldn’t appreciate us just trying to sneak around either.” |
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| Relen | Oct 31 2009, 03:00 AM Post #12 | |||
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Well, at least out of all of them, Matt fit in. His good looks were passable, at least. He could probably manage to get himself by as a local if need be, and besides - he had that spare costume change ability if he needed a real disguise. That'd mess with the heads of these people a bit too much, though. All this in a little... world-thing. Wow. Matt very much wondered if he could get some royal treatment or something. Manipulate these dudes with the Time Saber, show off his powers from another world... wow, he was getting greedy. Probably all the time he was spending with all these damn kids. And then he remembered the warning. He was in Dalaria. "So. We need to visit the King and talk to him about exploring the sea." They were going to have all kinds of fun with this one. Some of them had been before, right? "Who knows anything about the King? Anyone? We gotta get in there somehow, y'know." First: arm oneself with knowledge. Then arm oneself with weapons later. |
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| Jake | Oct 31 2009, 08:32 PM Post #13 | |||
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Heroes Get Remembered. Legends Never Die.
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Dear Sweet Merciful Christ, Tell me I wasn't just checked out by a Man... Oh, but he was. Sawyer had only but recently found out his Partner in Crime wasn't straight and was doing his best to cope with that. It wasn't common in Alaska. His best friends back there were just as girl-crazy as he was, and though they went about it in different ways, none of them ever spent the night alone; however, the thought alone...well, let's not go there. A curt nod was the only reaction anyone got from Sawyer until...well, until the world around them changed. Is worth to note that among the Gnipalhellirians, you still hold your status of deities. Deities, eh? The world around Sawyer stopped spinning, but his insides never quite caught up. For whatever reason Cicely seemed to be having a similar experience yet no one else in their group seemed phased. Probably used to it. However, not five seconds after they were dropped in, Sawyer had to pull out of Cicely's grasp, turn away from the group, and project the late contents of his stomach onto the forest floor. The swirling sensation wound up inside his body and even projectile vomit only dented the issue. His vision blurred; his hearing wove in and out and for a moment, he stumbled, bracing himself against a tree. R&D Team; One. Sawyer; Zero. With a few, slow, deliberate breaths, Sawyer had righted himself. He couldn't explain the phenom of why he had just convulsed like he had, and owned it up to the fact he felt like he had just ran six miles as fast as possible on skates to eat a quick meal and drink way too much liquor. The result? Well, a nasty pile of goo on the world. He may later find out that any discrepansy in changing realities, due to his nature, as it were, messed with his body in a powerful way; but, well, that'll be for another day. Right now, Sawyer was just beginning to feel better, and returned to the group. "Yeah...It's Sawyer." He paused for a minute in the combined silence, debating what to do. Then...Ding. "Wait...Before the Dal...whatevers? That means we got the Gar-something or others. That means they think we're Gods, right?" He nodded, clearly quite proud of his ability to fit tab A into slot B. Ahem. "So let's just pony up and Play God. Last time I knew, Medieval sorts believed pretty powerfully in their dieties." Sawyer folded those burly arms over his skin-tight-leather-clad chest and for a moment, due to his enormous ego, felt pretty-damn-much like a God. Hell, he'd lie to anyone in this get-up. "Well, you folk sit here and chat if you want. I'm gonna go find me some elders." Sawyer didn't wait for a confirmation or response; he turned on his heel and started a walk through the forest. Quick, Decisive, To the point; Ladies and Gentleman, Sawyer in true form. |
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I Aim To Misbehave I Told You I'm Not the Hero. PureFlair: If I didn't restrain myself we'd spend all night screwing and never talk
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| Tabloid | Nov 1 2009, 12:27 PM Post #14 | |||
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Keeping with his usual demeanor, Navvi did not say a single word as the head of research gave a brief overview of their task and situation. Brief was the operative word here. Despite these being scientists and researchers, whose job was to find and analyze details, they apparently did not have a lot of details about how the volunteers should go about the mission. Either that, or this was some kind of double blind experiment and no one in the room what was going on. Navvi hoped it was some third explanation, because if it was the previous two, then these scientists were not as qualified to do their jobs as they may think... Stepping into the circle as directed by the researchers, Navvi gave a confirming nod to the technicians before the process of transportation began. It was over as quick as it started. Navvi was in a new setting, right out of historical textbook or fantasy novella. Almost immediately, after taking in the initial scene, Navvi stepped away from the group of students and in front of them, facing them for a moment with his masked face. "Historical records have already told us more than we need to use." Convincing a medieval king using the knowledge of a far more advanced generation would probably be easy enough. The records kept by man about his ancestors and previous societies outlined how past civilizations worked well enough. Simple logic and knowledge afforded by having come from a comparatively future world would make these kids far smarter than 97% of the populace. "If the patterns in historical records are to be believed, then incentives of wealth, land, and power will be enough to persuade this king." Without another word, Navvi turned and continued his walk into town and towards the castle. |
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[Navvi] and [Chiru] and [Casimiro] [The Student Body!] | ||||
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Nov 1 2009, 02:15 PM Post #15 | |||
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SO GET OFF MY LAWN!
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Miyo groaned as the bright light appeared. Of course, there would be a bright light. Miyo felt the familiar sensation of falling, being tugged here and there, and then being pushed, and he landed in a mid-evil century period. Miyo looked around, but none of the random civilians seemed to notice that a group of people just...materialized out of nowhere. Hey Miyo wasn't complaining, it just meant less explinations. Miyo looked at his group, then at the note on the map. Request an audience with the king? Why did that sound easier than it would be? Miyo sighed and turned to the others, looking around. "So...an audience with the king, huh?" Miyo looked around and saw that the moon was showing during the day here, and that's why he was so awake. Good. Miyo opened his mouth to suggest something, but someone beat him to the punch. "Historical records have already told us more than we need to use." Which was...? "If the patterns in historical records are to be believed, then incentives of wealth, land, and power will be enough to persuade this king." But...we don't have any land or wealth. How is this supposed to work? "Hey! Wait!" Miyo said as he ran after him. |
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| Mirror Paw | Nov 2 2009, 01:37 PM Post #16 | |||
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"...but not nargles..."
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Issac nodded to Cici as she confirmed that really was her name and Issac didn’t just pull a name out of thin air. He had a bad habit of forgetting people’s names, not because he was inconsiderate, but because normally he was given que cards at work with people’s names, or needed to ask their names when on camera. His day job was as a reporter, so this interaction with Cici and Sawyer while not on camera was a bit new. Cici seemed to have a good grasp on the situation, but Sawyer on the other hand seemed anxious to get going. Issac looked back at Chad and then to Cici as Sawyer went on about how he believed they should just waltz right in. Again, Issac thought about Cici’s observation on the fact sneaking around might not promote the most trust. Especially if they get caught. How would they explain themselves. But, before Issac could ask Chad what his thoughts were, Sawyer started off towards the village. ”Uh.. Hey wait! … … Damn. Oh well. Let’s go then. Issac shrugged to Cici and Chad before he looked up to the sky as his eyes began to glow a deep red. His already muscular form began to bulk up as fur rushed out of his body in a very fluid motion. Like water ripples, his entire body became a soft tan, grayish color due to the gentle fur. His face shifted, and a long wolf muzzle extended. His wolf ears popped up on his head as a long swishy tail swung out from his lower back. Moments later, a fully form lycan in armor stood there breathing calmly. With his new medication, he was able to preserve his human mind during the change, and even lessen the painful bodily shift if he did it willingly. With one last thumbs up to the two standing there, he went off to follow Sawyer. ”Hey. Wait up. I’m coming with you.” He said as he caught up and walked by Sawyer’s side with his new look. He smiled cheerfully to Sawyer, though with his new muzzle, it probably looked more like a mouth full of fangs just snarling in a “why so Serious?” kind of way. |
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Demi Joanna Hashiba * Issac Laurent Ducate * Raven Velasquez Memoirs of a Gay Kitty | ||||
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| Mariko12 | Nov 3 2009, 09:30 PM Post #17 | |||
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Choco-holics Unite!
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When it came to Jo's normal, everyday personality, cheerful was an understatement. Seeing so many people she cared about all in the same place was wonderful! There was Chad and his friend Issac, who she had met at the dance, and Mr. Sawyer and Cici. The person that really caught her attention though, was a small boy, only a year or two older than her. Miyo. Since the first moment they had laid eyes on each other, they were connected. She smiled as her hair was put up by Miyo and thanked Cici for the hair holders. The light came and the feeling of falling took her senses. When she opened her eyes, she saw a town, surrounding a castle. Sawyer, Cici, Chad, and Issac were nowhere to be seen. Fortunately, Miyo was there still. With a glance at the other two, she tilted her head at Matt. He looked familiar... but she couldn't place it. Oh well. "Who knows anything about the King? Anyone? We gotta get in there somehow, y'know." Jo wished she could say yes, but she had never been here. These people were regular humans, right? They had the same thoughts as humans nowadays... they wanted land and money, and would fight for it. "If the patterns in historical records are to be believed, then incentives of wealth, land, and power will be enough to persuade this king." Yup. But how could they make him believe it? The fear of spies was always around, and the King could simply dismiss the mismatched group as spies trying to get the king to send his forces elsewhere so he would be vulnerable... hey, video games did come in handy sometimes. "Hey! Wait!" Broken from her thoughts, Jo ran after Miyo, seeing as how the suit of metal had started off before them. The voice in the suit sounded rather familiar, but again, Jo could place it. This was all so interesting and new. Maybe she could learn about how things worked before technology, that would be great! Did mechanisms here also have blueprints? She wanted to know so much, and this place could have many of the answers she was looking for. But first, the king! |
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*Smites* You has been smot. Clicky my eggy, plz! | ||||
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| Fenrir | Nov 5 2009, 10:56 AM Post #18 | |||
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Who said I suffer insanity? I enjoy every minute of it XD
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OOC: Okay, so in this round, the main question is planted, chat, communicate with your team members and decide the way your team will take. You have one week. Apparently, the plan would be to walk in, Sawyer, albeit having his sickness moment, seemed to be the most eager to walk straight into the village in the forest, Issac followed, Cici just like Chad had their doubts... Trying to sneak wouldn't be really good right? Oh well, they would never know if they didn't try. Chad followed Issac's example and shifted his form to his hybrid one... The armor wasn't a trouble now that he had shifted, so it was evident the R&D team had done their job very, VERY well, apparently, the armors were designed to allow for the most movement, and the use of the abilities that each member in the team had. With his transformation done, the werewolf-like Chad walked to the others, smiling softly to Cici through his muzzle. It was also pretty hard for him to focus with Issac around... His mind was clouded constantly with thoughts about how sexy, how lovely, and how cool was his mate. He sneaked behind Issac and playfully nipped his ear, whispering I'm glad we're together on this one too love. He enjoyed to spend time with Issac, he loved it, so of course he loved the adventure with Issac in his team. Their arrival to the village was welcomed with stares from the people, not many were familiar with humanoids, and Sawyer looked pretty intimidating really. Their relationship with the Dalarians was a really harsh one, and thus they tended to look in distrust the newcomers. Chad glanced around, people seemed to recognize his features as well as Issac's and Sawyer's and Cici's... Provably the R&D team had done something to give them lore about their looks. It was the bishop the one to walk out of the temple and stand in their way, bowing slightly and welcoming them. To say he was richly dressed would be a lie, he looked like an average citizen really, the only sign that betrayed his worship was a chain around his neck with a pendant of a wolf bitting a lightning. He was followed by several nuns, all of different species. The Bishop was apparently a hybrid between human and badger, he looked serene, wise, perhaps a tad old... The nuns looked mostly young, the majority vixens, though one could see cats too. The peace be with you my lady and lords, to what do we owe your visit? He said, still looking down to the floor as well as the nuns. The town was frozen in time apparently, all waiting for the reply. Now the question was... Should they be straightforward, or subtle? They couldn't waste time, but they couldn't just say they came for the elders... right? This needed a good skill of diplomacy, and Chad... Wasn't one to do it really well, he looked over to Issac and Sawyer, they were the most indicated for such a task. Navvi's plan... Would get them in troubles if they weren't careful. The Dalarians watched, without much interest though, as the group entered the village. There was something worth to note, this place was mainly a traders town, they would walk through a large market soon, with several kinds of products to buy and sell. A thing that was left in evidence too, was the lack of culture, in general. People didn't know much about their Gods, nor their looks, apparently culture was for a few privileged with the capability of getting education, this was the religious class, the monks and priests, and the royalty. And speaking about royalty, by their side stopped suddenly a car, a door opened and a woman, dressed in a rather big white dress, walked down. Aided by her servants who bowed to her, the lady bowed to the kids, using a fan on her extremely cute face. She shyly stood again however her eyes were glued to the floor, a sign of respect, as she spoke May the blessing of the Goddess be with you, dear lords and lady, please, allow this humble servant to welcome you in her house as tradition demands, share my dinner with you and inquire of the reason for your coming. Her voice was soft as silk, her looks, fragile, sweet, beauty... And allow me to remind you that the tradition was also to share the bed, thanks to Chiru this was almost a rule. The question was, without the fact that they'd need to share the bed to go through the tradition, what would they do? Would they be straightforward with the lady and ask for the king, or would they play the roles that tradition demanded and only then ask. |
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SO GET OFF MY LAWN!
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Miyo chased after the boy who seemed like a robot in his suit of armor, gaining looks from those in the village. Miyo didn't know where this boy was going, and he didn't know what he was going to do, but he had read enough books that he knew that the method of this time and age was completely different than theirs. Here, things functioned on manners and customs, not on what needed to be done and survival of the fittest. Here, women were exploited and traded like tools, like money. Miyo knew that if they were to talk to the King and get him to do what they needed, trying to marvel him by using magic wouldn't work; if anything, they would be labeled as witches and would quickly be sentenced to execution. Their only hope was to follow the customs of the day. When a woman walked to them, a fan hiding her face and her eyes glued to the ground, Miyo knew that customs demanded that they listen or parish. So Miyo, for one, would listen. This just might be their best bet to get to the king and get what they needed. She was dressed better than the peasants, and obviously had some pull over royalty, even if it was a little. History books from his home and from Earth rang through Miyo's mind rapid-fire, causing him to drop his eyes for a bit. When a woman with some pull of royalty came to the adventurers, offering to share a meal with them, the right custom would be to accept. "May the blessing of the Goddess be with you, dear lords and lady, please, allow this humble servant to welcome you in her house as tradition demands, share my dinner with you and inquire of the reason for your coming." Miyo was snapped out of his thoughts by the woman's voice. The proper thing to do, and perhaps their only hope, would be to accept this woman's invitation. Only thing was, at this time, it was normal to be welcomed into the woman's bed. Miyo hoped the he didn't have to do that. Stepping up and leveling his eyes at the woman, Miyo spoke for the group, hoping that no one got too upset with him. "We accept." And with that, the deed was done. |
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Rouge Sawyer Issun Shounin No Miyako | ||||
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| Relen | Nov 14 2009, 04:38 PM Post #20 | |||
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meikyo shisui
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Well, the kid had grown a pair since they'd first met. Matt placed a hand on Miyo's shoulder, knowing that he'd just done something very smart. It didn't take a genius to work out that she was a decent looker and it probably meant that one of them would have to sleep with this lady. And she had a good voice. Time to play the noble Lord. "The blessings be with you. Thank you for the warm welcome; we accept your invitation with open arms, as the young master here has so plainly stated. His frankness can be such a refreshing change in these times. We would be glad to share a meal with you. Please, lead on." That way, Miyo would feel a little better about his choice. He'd be a little more reassured now that the experienced actor was saying the same things he was, and he said it in a far smoother tone which reflected the courtship feel of nobility meeting. It'd make this whole thing simpler for them all, if he could put his acting skills to good use. But then he leaned into Miyo's ear and whispered very, very quietly in Japanese. Just so he could understand and the other lady could not discern what they were saying even if the rare chance that she could hear passed. "Nicely done, little man." Edited by Relen, Nov 14 2009, 04:38 PM.
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[Terashi Okami - Matthew Philip] Click! For great dragon-y justice!
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| Tabloid | Nov 14 2009, 05:28 PM Post #21 | |||
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A woman approached the group, stopping Navvi in his tracks and drawing the blank gaze of his armored faceplate towards her. There was no question of her status and rank in the culture of this town: lower royalty or nobility. Quite a fortunate event for her to show up and offer her assistance to their cause. If it was not for the lady's careful gaze, dainty demeanor, and soft voice, then Navvi would have thought she was up to something. But now was not exactly the time to hold any suspicious grudges, and he abstained from making any accusations. Before he could say anything, the young man to the side of Navvi gave a positive response. With that absolute of an answer, there was not much he could add, and he let the others take point in the conversation. Seeing as the formalities were essentially over and done with, he walked over to the young woman and motioned towards her vehicle. "Shall we?" |
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| Defiant | Nov 17 2009, 06:37 PM Post #22 | |||
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I settled down a twisted up frown disguised as a smile, well you would’ve never known
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And there went Sawyer… go figure. Issac was quick to follow. Not one to be left behind, Cici abandoned her inhibitions and took to Chad’s side. Never mind that he had just shifted. It was commonplace now. Very few things were able to shock her as of late. She gave the wolf boy a polite smile but tried to keep her mind on their task. Even if Sawyer was wearing a skirt. It was a good thing she was expecting the unexpected. Hybrids were something new altogether, certainly nothing like the shape shifters she’d seen. The Bishop was a sight all his own. The scientist in her wanted to put him under a microscope and for a brief moment something hungry flashed behind her eyes. Sadly there was no time for that. They were faced with a choice. Go ahead and tell them why they were there or stalling until someone grew a pair. Either way they were at risk of losing this warm reception. Looking to her teammates she shrugged her shoulders, looked to the sky and then straight on at the Bishop. She bowed quickly to show him some respect then stood straight again. Hopefully the warm expression of her face wouldn’t disarm the seriousness of her voice. “We come with news that could mean a new beginning for your people. No more hiding here among the trees but living in a new land all your own. Free of your persecutors.” |
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"My artificial intelligence is no match for your natural stupidity" "What you are never changes but who you are never stops changing."
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