[IC] When Worlds Collide!

[rush99999]

The eyes of The Daedric Prince of Madness, Sheogorath suddenly snapped open as the feeling that something exciting was about to happen stirred him from his nap. "HASKILL!" Sheogorath called out.
"Yes, my lord?" Sheogorath's chamberlain stepped forward.
"Bring me my traveling boots, and bring me The Wabbajack!" the Prince of Madness ordered "I'm going on another holiday"
"But you've just returned from your holiday to-" Haskill tried to protest before Sheogorath interrupted him.
"Do as I say or be baked into pie!" Sheogorath snapped.

Once Sheogorath was ready to leave, he left a random dark seducer in charge and left. Sheogorath walked for miles and miles. He traveled far beyond The Shivering Isles, far beyond The Never There, far beyond The Plains of Oblivion. Finally, Sheogorath stopped at a stone table and sat in the ornate stone chair at the table's head. "So" The Prince of Madness said to no one in particular "Now that I've arrived, what's this excitement you've been yammering on about?". Almost as if something decided to answer Sheogorath's question, several rifts opened up near the table. Someone then walked through one of the rifts. "Welcome!" Sheogorath greeted "Please, do have a seat".

[Scullyosis]

Commander Shepard was, to say the least, bewildered and alarmed to discover that the elevator she had just stepped off of had not brought her to the lower levels of the Citadel, as she had expected, but rather to some bizarre medieval outdoor feast, which currently seemed to be attended by only one other person. Her hand flew to her guns - it was an instinctive defensive action upon finding herself in unusual situations.

The man seated at the stone table before her had an unusual look to him - his eyes were too bright - and Shepard was inclined not to trust him. However, after casting a searching glance around the area she now found herself in, she determined that there was no immediate threat, and stepped forward, relaxing her hold on her pistol. She did not sit, however; merely stood still, keeping the table in between herself and the man.

"Who are you?" She demanded. "And where am I?"

[Major Ursa]

Previously, seconds ago, Chrno stood before the well visited grave. At present, the human sympathising demon was now stood before a stone table, with an oddly dressed older man sitting at it's head. It was only the presence of the two assumed humans (the oddly dressed older man and the younger woman), that stopped Chrno from assuming his true form and taking a defensive stance. Instead, he continued to stand in place where he had initially appeared, in his older human form, in a rather guarded manner...observing the area.

Closer observation, he noted that the material of the woman's outfit was similar to demon make...or at least, much more advanced to what humans could make from what he was used to. In contrast...the demon male had no clue what to make of the older man's colourful outfit, though he couldn't exactly criticize, he wore that bright red twintail jacket for years when in childlike sealed form. Worse yet, Chrno's hair was true violet-purple. There were energies in the air, not unlike the astral he so needed. In fact, it seemed abundant, and not just due to the recent summoning he had been subjected to. With the necessary questions being asked, Chrno stared between the two, before raising a hand and raising his voice in a measured manner, "What is going on here?"

[rush99999]

"Things are going on, good sir" the daedra said to the demon before looking back at Shepard and said "And to answer your questions young lass: I'm Sheogorath! Prince of Madness!...And other things...I'm not talking about them. As for where we are, we are..." Sheogorath then paused, looked around, and simply said said "Somewhere". Sheogorath then looked Shepard up and down before saying "It's my turn to ask the questions. When in oblivion are you wearing? Are you from the future or something? Also, what is that strange piece of metal you were reaching for just now? Is it some kind of weapon? If so, can I have it? I just love new toys!".

[Scullyosis]

Shepard bristled in reaction to Sheogorath's questions. Give her guns away? This man certainly lived up to his title!
She glanced to the newcomer, determined that he wasn't a threat, and with a clipped, militaristic edge to her voice, she quickly replied to Sheogorath's questions. "I'm Commander Shepard of the SSV Normandy, N7 operative of the Alliance fleet, and Spectre. I'm wearing armor, thank you, and it's currently the year 2183 where I'm from. And these - " She hefted her beloved assault rifle in her hands - "are absolutely not 'toys'. Under no circumstances can you have them."

Her gaze shifted again to the other man. His hair caught her eye, as did the markings on his face. While hair dye and tattoos were more or less commonplace throughout the galaxy, she wasn't sure what the rules were here - wherever that was - and she tried to think of what they could mean about him.

[DivineIntervention93]

Ezio walked from out of the rift that led him into a strange place that he has never seen before, and it was surprising to him if anything. He took a glance around the area, trying to discover where he was at, and who was here with him. He spotted the odd looking gentleman sitting down near the stone table that was in front of him, as he welcomed them and asked them into having a seat. After being said, Ezio turned his attention to the two other strange figures that stood as well, surprised at who (or what) they were. At least Ezio knew one thing he was sure of, and that was he is definitely not in Rome anymore.

Ezio then turned his attention to the reactions of the other beings that stood before him, just as shocked and confused as he was. Once the man of the stone table stated his name and giving them the idea that they were somewhere, he asked the armored looking woman about her weapon she was grabbing for. Once she stated who she was and where she was from, Ezio waited until she stopped speaking so that he may ask a thing or two before things get rough. “Questo sono confuso”, stated Ezio in Italian, meaning he was confused. “What is the meaning of all this?”

[rush99999]

"Ple~~~ase" Sheogorath said when Shepard refused to give her his gun. Before Shepard could answer, Ezio spoke up, attracting Sheogorath's attention. “Questo sono confuso to you too” replied the mad daedra "And to answer you question, we're all just as confused as you are. So why don't we all sit down, eat some cheese and see if we can't sort this out". With that said, Sheogorath cast a Wabbajack bolt at the table, summoning an all-you-can-eat cheese buffet onto the table.

[Scarifar]

Spy had walked out of the spawn door cloaked, only to find that he was no longer in 2Fort. Instead he found himself in..... he had no idea. Perhaps it was one of the Engineer's gadgets gone wrong. In any case, he was not where he should be. He looked around him and saw some old man, a woman with some very high-tech weapons and armor, and an assassin of some sort, if his white outfit was anything to judge by. The assassin spoke in Italian, that much he could figure out, although it was a bit odd. Was he in Italy? It certainly didn't seem like Italy. Then the old man somehow managed to spawn in cheese of various types. That was peculiar. He didn't think any magicians existed except for Soldier's ex-roommate Merasmus. Fortunately he was still carrying his weapons and watches, so that was of little concern. If need be, all he had to do was leave without anyone ever noticing him there in the first place. However, that was a bad idea, since he had absolutely no information about where he was, and Spy was able to conclude that staying here with these odd folk was probably the best chance of success. he checked to see that his cloak bar on his watch was still full, which it was, and decided to explore the surrounding area while still cloaked.

[Major Ursa]

It was becoming quite evident that unless they played ball to this individual's game, nobody's questions would be answered. Then again, a demon like him had all the time in the world to wait for answers, and nobody was going to miss someone who should have been dead for years. Taking a moment to stare over at the armoured woman who seemed to be armed with odd looking fire arms...then an unidentifies italian man, and even a man wearing some sort of mask, then back at the colourfully dressed older man, Chrno finally let out a sigh before hesitantly pulling out a chair to take a seat.

With the conjuration of the cheeses minutes ago, he either ascertained warlock was the least, though infinite other possibilities at the most...but the demon himself wasn't one for starting something. With the abundance of energy, taking on his true form wouldn't likely drain him all that, and if this worse came to worse...he could handle it. At the very least, he could stop the humans from hurting each other, or themselves.

[rush99999]

"You know" Sheogorath said loud enough for The Spy to hear him "I may not be able to see you, but I can still hear you". The Prince of Madness then picked up a wheel of mammoth cheese and took a bite out of it. Sheogorath swallowed the cheese before looking directly at The Spy and saying "Who are you then? Are you one of Nocturnal's nightingales? Are you here to spy on us? if so, you've failed spectacularly".

[DivineIntervention93]

So it seemed that, from assumption, the stranger didn’t have a clue of what was going on, but it just didn’t seem right to Ezio. He has been in many predicaments before, but this one did not make any sense, or at least, he couldn’t make any sense of it. All of a sudden, the assumed strangely mannered man unexpectedly places nothing but different varieties of cheeses onto the table before them, coming to understanding that he wants them to dine with him. Ezio was always very appreciative of someone showing hospitality, but due to the circumstances, he wasn’t able to eat because of all of these events just suddenly happening. He couldn’t sit down either, especially seeing all of the others before him with their weapons at their side, he has to be ready for anything, in which case he usually was.

Just then, the odd man identified another stranger who was in their presence, although Ezio did not see anyone. Could be the man is hallucinating, after all, he wants everyone to dine on nothing but cheese. Ezio still had many questions, and the only way he could get answers is by participating in the current event…..for now. “You love to eat a lot of formaggio (cheese) from my assumption, si”?

[Scarifar]

The Spy turned toward the old man. Apparently he was able to notice his presence, although he was now spouting some sort of nonsense. The Spy made a snap decision and decloaked, smirking. "So you knew I was here," the Spy said. "That deserves an applause." He then pulled out his disguise kit from the inside of his suit and pulled out a cigarette from it, then placed his kit back into his suit and pulled out a lighter, lighting his cigarette with it. Placing it into his mouth and taking a puff, he then asked, "Who are you?"

[Nylic]

Chrome looked around fearfully, wondering where she was. Is this some kind of illusion? she asked to herself, but a deep voice spoke on her head. Kufufu, the voice laughed. It should be, my dear Chrome, but I also feel it as also some kind of reality. I'm...not sure. This time, Chrome was on her guard. For Mukuro not to be sure, it might be very powerful. Mukuro's melodious voice spoke again in her head. Oh well, we're not in a hurry, are we? For now let's observe, the voice commanded, then finally leaving her with his creepy "Kufufufu..." laugh. In her head. Again.

Of course, the only thing Chrome could say was "As you wish, Mukuro-sama" loyally. She clutched her bag tightly and stared at the people around her.

[rush99999]

"Of course I knew you were here" Sheogorath replied "Like I said, I could still hear your footsteps". When The Spy asked who the mad daedra was, he responded "Sheogorath, Daedric Prince of Madness, at your service". Sheogorath's ears then pricked up when he heard Chrome speak up. "Whokuro-what now?" Sheogorath asked "Is that some kind of fancy hat? Like one of those arrow catchers! I LOVE those hats, absolutely love them".

[DivineIntervention93]

Once the confirmation of the invisible guest was said and done by the old man, another unfamiliar character approached into the area to join. From the looks of it, it was another female, but for some reason she was wearing an eye patch on her right eye. Wonder why? Ezio then turned his attention to everyone standing in the area with, and just like him, merely puzzled and confused. He knew basically that none of them really had a choice in the matter, and the only thing they could do is play along and participate in this weird and unstable matter. But the bigger question was would they?

Ezio looked at them and awaited for a hint of movement, seeing to whom would sit and join in on the all-you-can-eat extravaganza. He would probably have to do so first, but until then he waited to see if anyone else was willing to do so.

[DivineIntervention93]

Once the confirmation of the invisible guest was said and done by the old man, another unfamiliar character approached into the area to join. From the looks of it, it was another female, but for some reason she was wearing an eye patch on her right eye. Wonder why? Ezio then turned his attention to everyone standing in the area with, and just like him, merely puzzled and confused. He knew basically that none of them really had a choice in the matter, and the only thing they could do is play along and participate in this weird and unstable matter. But the bigger question was would they?

Ezio looked at them and awaited for a hint of movement, seeing to whom would sit and join in on the all-you-can-eat extravaganza. He would probably have to do so first, but until then he waited to see if anyone else was willing to do so.

[Nylic]

Chrome blushed when the man who calls himself Prince of Madness called on her. "Um...no, Mukuro is my...friend," Chrome corrected shyly. She lowered her head down, wishing she could be somewhere without so much people. "M-My name's Chrome Dokuro," she stuttered uneasily. Wondering what she would do, she saw the table fillled with...cheese? Does the guy want them to take a seat? Thinking this, Chrome remained standing.

[Major Ursa]

For his part, Chrno felt somewhat awkward being the only one who actually took a seat. Wincing slightly at the sight of one more person joining them, the demon turned back to stare at the old man expectantly. This really was getting nowhere, and as much as he hoped this was all part of some sort of odd dream, every legion of his body and all his astral energy were shutting that down real quick. Sitting down, not eating a single cheese...Chrno was probably the only one here who could sit and not eat for as long a duration of time as he wanted, he spent half a century doing just that.

Clearing his throat loudly, and raising a hand, the purple haired (demon) man spoke up, "Why was I..." Taking a look around quickly at all the evidently confused people, "Why were we all brought here?" Leaning back in his chair, the demon added dryly, "I doubt we were summoned...conjured here for just a cheese party with..." Then again, this man just proclaimed himself to be prince of madness...

[rush99999]

"Sheogorath" The Prince of Madness said, finishing Chrno's sentence for him "And I'm just as confused as you are about this situation, so why don't we all just sit down, enjoy some lovely cheese, and discus our current predicament and what our next move is" Sheogorath suggested while gesturing to those still standing to sit at the table.

[Scullyosis]

Shepard stood by, quietly observing as more strangers appeared, each one looking just as confused as the rest. When the others finished speaking, she waited for a beat before clearing her throat to draw their attention.

"Listen," she started, putting on her best Commander Voice, "I've been separated from my ship, my mission, and my crew, and I don't know where the hell I am or what's going on. Judging by the looks on your faces, none of you do either, and I'm willing to bet that you've all left something important behind. But Sheogorath here has a point, mad though he may be. We're not gonna get anywhere by just standing around and gawking at each other; we need to take action. And action starts with planning." She paused to symbolically holster the gun she had been holding, and pulled the chair in front of her out from the table before looking around at everyone in the group, and very purposefully sitting down opposite Sheogorath and pulling a plate of Jarlsberg to her spot.

"So let's plan."