Build-A-RP IC

[EbonyNightmare]

OOC is here.

Soooo... I guess we just start when we get sucked into the portal. Someone can start it.

[greenseal72]

Mical Huasenok sits alone at his desk, furiously scribbling at a holographic note pad"Grrr if only I could find out what my temporal alteration device needs to be functional, i would be the greatest scientist in all of pate!, maybe even the world!"with a bit of laughter"I might as well begin with what i do have, let's see here, fusion coil, yes, plasmatic reactor, yes, ...I know whats missing! Although i feel like a idiot for missing it in the first place" with this he activates the temporal alteration device(a fusion coil must be used because if it were locked onto the power grid it wouldn't work because conventional power is not enough)"Now then, let's see what to do now" with this he enters multiple key strokes on his keyboard"I think I may send a potato to the second dimension " just as he is about to launch a potato in to the machine a large blue light accompanied with a slight crackling appears behind him, the facilities sensors pick up the disturbance and the alarm goes off"What is that!!It's pulling me in!" and finnaly realizing that his struggle was useless he gives up by saying"I only regret not knowing what a potato would do in the second dimension"and with this he is sucked in and the gateway disappears and the alarms stop.

[Cultist]

It was almost time for his shot at the championship title. He had been growing in the ranks, winning bout after bout, just for this one chance. And now it was almost time for all of his hard work to pay off. From fighting off bullies at school, to punching out opponents in the ring, Chad had grown exponentially and gotten so far in his short time on Earth.

With thoughts off his championship match the next night, Chad jogged up the steps to the hotel he was staying at. He had left out for some last minute practice, and was now heading back to his suite to get in a good night's rest. Tomorrow was a big day, and he would need all the rest he could get.

As he entered the hotel, he was approached by a multitude of people; some fans, others reporters and photographers. The barrage of voices and flashing lights bothered Chad, but he was getting used to it little by little, despite the awkward position it put him in. With the many questions flying in his direction, all he could muster in reply was a few mumbles and grunts, most of them translating to "Talk to my manager."

Chad was eventually able to escape from the lobby, catching an empty elevator just while it's doors were closing, cutting him off from the crowd that had been buzzing around him like flies on a carcass. With an exasperated sigh, he leaned back against the elevator's wall, staring up at the glowing panel that let you knew what floor you were currently on. The number continued to rise, and soon it was on the floor of Chad's suite.

The mechanical humming of the elevator came to a stop, as the doors slid open. Chad stepped out, noting how odd it was that no one else had happened to get on the elevator with him, even from the other floors. But as all coincidences do, it slipped to the back of his mind without much thought.

Now he here he was at the door of his suite, ready to go in for in the night, anticipation for the next day buzzing in the air. Yet for some reason, an ominous feeling lingered in the air, as if opening the door would bring about a total change to his life, perhaps not for the better. Chad scowled at the thoughts running in his head, and merely shrugged them off as nerves talking to him. A good night's rest would have him feeling better, he thought.

And with that, he pulled out the door's keycard from within his jacket pocket and slid it into it's respected slot above the door handle. After a few rejected attempts that resulted in a red light from the handle (and a few swears from Chad), he managed to get the door ro unlock, rewarding him with a warm green light out of the handle. He opened the door and proceeded inside.

And that's when he saw it. The weird swirling light hovering in the air, right smack in the middle of the suite's entryway. Chad let out a confused array of mumbled words, as he tried to wrap his mind around whatever he was looking at. But before he could have much time to think, he felt himself being pulled towards the light, being drawn in by some unworldly force. It started as a light tug, but within seconds increased greatly in strength and ferocity.

Chad, caught off guard, stumbled to the ground, letting out a storm of grunts and swears as he tried to futilely to scramble away from the light. He clawed at the ground and through sheer power was able to crawl away for a short period, but the force grew too powerful. He was ripped from the ground and thrusted backwards into the light. As he was consumed, by the portal's forbidding glow, he felt himself slipping away and was soon unconcious.

...

A sliver of light. Followed by a wider one. And so forth.

Chad cracked his eyes open and was met with a warm light. With a grunt, he lifted himself up on his arms and looked around.

He was in some sort of alien world, that seemed almost Earth-like, yet wasn't. A troubled frown stretched across his face, as he wondered just where he was and what happened. All he could remember was the portal and getting pulled into, but everything after that was a blank void. To add to the mystery, he found himself bare of any article of clothing.

Was this some sort of plan of rigging the fight? Had some sort of group kidnapped and displaced him to ensure a victory by default? Chad didn't know, but he wasn't just going to sit here and waste away. He was getting to the bottom of things.

He lept to his feet, and looked around him. There seemed to be a clearing close by, and Chad figured that would be the best area to head to first. Before leaving, he noticed a neatly folded bundle of brown clothing nearby. He picked them up and eyed them with a quizzical look. They seemed to be left there just for him. But why?

He would find the answers later. But for now, it was practicality first. Chad put the garments on, took one wide look around him, and began to head his way over to the clearing.

[Patriot]

The giant castle of Arcadia was large,standing on a hilltop near a village. There were many blue flags on top of the towers. The area around the castle seemed silent,but at it's courtyard people were running around from one direction to another,all wearing armour. They were the king's soldiers,who prepared for war to battle a terrible warlord. The situation was very tense,as they would move out in 3 days to battle the army of the warlord. A man made his way through the group of soldiers,and stepped to the castle doors. He was stopped by 2 guards. "Halt! What is your business here?! Who are you?!" He shouted. "You know who I am. I'm Steel." Steel said in a serious tone,glaring at the guard. "S-Sir Steel! I am sorry...we are all pretty nervous for the battle to come." The guard admitted. "Don't worry about it." Steel said,as the guards moved out of the way. He walked further into the castle,and after passing several stairs and hallways he reached the chamber of the king. "Your Highness." Steel said,kneeling before the king. "Hello Steel. You may stand." The king said. Steel stood up. "I'm sure you already know of the battle we will have in 3 days. I need you to be very sharp and ready for anything,as the warlord could possibly send assasins to kill me before the big battle." The king said. "Don't worry,I-" Steel said,as he was interrupted by a strange noise. A strange greenish light appeared next to the king,which pulled him towards it. "Ahhh! What is this?!" The king shouted confused,being pulled towards it with great force. Steel did not hesitate for a second. He dashed forward,grabbed the king by his cape and pulled him out with all the strength he could muster. He unsheathed his blade and turned to the light. "What kind of sorcery is this?!" Steel shouted confused. He dashed at the light,and slashed diagonally at it,hoping to cancel out whatever kind of magic was at work here. Instead,his sword got stuck inside it,and before Steel could do anything,his sword and himself got pulled in with amazing speed,the light dissapearing. The king looked confused as one of his best soldiers simply vanished before his eyes.

Steel was falling down into a seemingly neverending pit,seeing many colours twist and spin around him. This lasted for a while,and was roughly ended by a green flash straight into Steel's eyes. Steel opened his eyes,and realised that he was lying on the ground. He got up,and realised he wasn't wearing anything. Steel dashed at the clothing,and quickly put them on. "Hmm..What happened? Can mages really do something like this? And what happened to my weapons?" Steel thought. "Well,that's not important right now. I must find out where I am,and quickly." Steel walked further into the strange world,searching for other people.

[ActRaiser]

Steel finally found George Burna. The gentleman turned around at him and waved. "Ah, hello. I seem to have made a mess of things, do you have any idea how I can get back to the Wild West from here?" The man was soft spoken, in a slight English accent which was almost gone. He stood on his cane, just a formality, and not needed for any reason, but for some reason he still had it. The odd man had a metallic like wand in his hand, the same device he used to activate the time machine he was playing with. He had a formal, brown suit on, with a top hat on his head, and the color of his clothing matched his beard, and hair.

[Patriot]

"Hello villager...No,I do not know of that place..." Steel responded. "But that does not matter now. Can you tell me where Arcadia is? The king needs my aid." Steel asked the oddly clothed man,waiting for a response. He wasn't sure if he should trust this man. Hell,for all he knew this could be the mage that brought him here. Steel remained on his guard.

[ActRaiser]

He wondered what he meant by the world "villager". George blinked. "Arcadia, that place has just been discovered archaeologically ten years ago. Are you some kind of a historian or something? I should think so because of your clothing. And what do you mean "The King needs your assistance' He hasn't ruled for decades." Then he looked around. He wondered if his machine had worked after all. Then he said something after catching his breath. "Um, so, sir, can you tell me what year this is?'

[Patriot]

"It's the year 1216." Steel calmly responded. He grunted in annoyance. "Stop speaking in riddles! I must aid the king. We will go to war with the warlord Zaron in 3 days!" Steel told George. "Tell me where Arcadia is NOW." He said in a demanding tone. There was no time to waste,he had to protect the king. This man began to annoy him,as talking to him would only stall Steel longer. He was going to get the info he needed,and he would do so by force if nessecary.

[ActRaiser]

"I'm sorry." George said a little frightened. "I don't even know where I am." George responded simply. "Arcadia, or what's left of it is left in the Old World." He thought for a moment. "Maybe we should look around for someone to help us, we both seem to have the same problem." George wondered if he could somehow come to a peaceful arrangement with Steel, simply because he had no way to defend himself.

[Patriot]

Steel took a deep sigh,feeling bad for frightening the man. "I am sorry for demanding you to tell me where Arcadia is. I just...I am one of the best soldiers of the king. I am supposed to protect him from assasins." Steel told George. "But there are many soldiers at the castle...and the battle shall only take place in 3 days,which gives me some time I suppose..though the king's life is more at risk without me there to aid him." Steel was silent for a moment. "But...you are right. We must find out where we are. Lead the way,I will follow." Steel told George. He didn't think this man was dangerous or was planning anything,as he seemed to be as lost as Steel himself. He decided to lower his guard,but the thought of George trying to trick him did cross his mind.