Arty Fox

Torn Across the Rift

@Rockin Strings@Eyeris@Fetzen@Konan375@Affili

Charles Balderdash

Charles practically jumped out of his skin walking straight into the other group on the other side of the door. It took Charles a moment longer than usual to process the scene before him, his mind still somewhat addled, and the bestial howls from corridors further up. Rozalind and XIII held their firearms at the ready.

Had the whole world gone mad?

“No, Ma’am he’s not drunk. Well, he was until a few moments ago in fact we all were because we tried some of Dimitri’s drink.” Hurriedly he held up his hands. “But we’re fine now. Fire for…not quite duty but something. What’s the situation?”

He had bent down next to Rozalind to help Twain back to his feet when he caught sight of Twains desperate gaze. His brow furrowed and Charles chewed on the strange medicine furiously trying to clear his thoughts completely.

“Zesiro.” He pulled Twain off the floor as best he could. “You said you need to find him, what’s wrong?”

Shannon

Now free from the paralysing grasp of the strange light Shannon shook her head, and stumbled back from the red smoke pouring out of Hirches armour, a bitter smell that reminded her of the Bad Place. In panic, she was too focussed on what was happening around her to pay much attention to Rockins orders.

She bumped into a table and whirled around to see the barrels of guns pointed in her directions. In an instant Shannon had her hackles raised and swiped at them with her tail trying to keep them at bay. Thinking they were after Vaughtar Shannon placed herself between the two and him as well as Hirsche. A set of eyes drifted towards where Zesiro now lay with Rockin nowhere in sight. She couldn’t shield him as well.

“Agents” Her voice dripping with malice she warned them. “Stay away. No Hurt Friends.”

Torn Across the Rift

I'm good, just got back from a holiday :D

Sorry for not posting when I said I would but things are a wee bit busy atm so just bear with me

Darkness in the Light

Ninty Bat

Ninty rolled her eyes, ‘Jester’ was indeed a very fitting nickname for the man.

“Indeed, my dear Syfa.” Ninty too put on an air of ‘sophistication.

She cast her gaze to the group beind as she continued, keeping an eye on who was were just in case anyone got left behind or couldn’t keep up with their employers surprising pace. Admittedly Ninty felt her feet starting to burn in protest. Surely, he hadn’t been rushing this much yesterday?

“I too find their performances at times rather qua-OUCH!” Several much stronger words then followed.

She had walked right into a low hanging and a rather sharp twig had narrowly missed jabbing her in the eye. Stopping to rub her sore eyelid Ninty finally took notice to their change of surroundings; thorny bushes were beginning to appear either side of the twisting path by their employer, who forged ahead without a care.

“Oi! Timothy! Oi.” She called out to him ahead of them, and another branch caught hold of her hood. “Oh for crying, OI Timothy slow down!”

“Ya smarmy git.” She mumbled only just loud enough for Bran and Syfa to hear. “Leading us all on the damned wild goose chase.”

Ninty tugged hard against the branch, snapping it at the wrist, and she stumbled over a gnarled root towards him. Despite their quality, sharp stones prodded through the soles to her feet.
“Where in Gods name are we?”

She flinched when the birds stirred overhead.

Birds, of course there were birds. Their caws had drawn her gaze snapping up towards them hopping in the branches above with black eyes. Ninty hated birds, not so much that she didn’t like them but that they didn’t like her. A white smear suddenly appeared on her shoulder and she shuddered in disgust.

Torn Across the Rift

I'll get a posty up in a day or two before the weekend :)

Darkness in the Light

how about suddenly a dragon?
also I'll do a posty in the next day or two

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Yeah sure, mind if I refine a few bits on my characters?

Darkness in the Light

Ninty Bat

Ninty was in a foul mood. For one thing she was very far from where she’d last heard her fathers to be, granted that little snippet of news was weeks old it was all she had to go on. Secondly, she’d been told by their wonderful employer that the journey wouldn’t be long which was becoming less and less likely the further they trudged.

During the night Ninty had toyed with the idea of stealing what she could and legging it, and for a while it had seemed like a good idea. Until she realised that it was a terrible thing to do and the others would’ve caught her within hours.

Brann almost looked almost comical with his empty water skin. Ninty, however, was unimpressed and rolled her eyes at him. If it hadn’t been for his earlier comment, made only worse by his attempts to fix it, she wou;d’ve handed him her spare. Syfa however had not such problems.
“Well ya should’ve filled it up more, now shouldn’t ya.” She berated as she passed. “Lucky for you Jester, ya got her to keep ya alive.”

The sunrise had painted the sky a deep crimson that morning and if Papas many sayings were to be believed it meant that they were in for some rain that afternoon. But for now, it was painted a delightful blue with a healthy splattering of clouds casting puddles of shadow drifting lazily across the world around them. Now if only there was a road for them to follow.

Ninty called up to Syfa. “Don’t suppose ya see a road or anything?”

Darkness in the Light

I'll get a posty up in the next few days :)

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

whispers quietly: space rocket through the station?

Also @Kalzky you're doing great but if you're gonna do quotes you can just delete everything but the last bits or stuff you're reacting to to make things a bit easier to read over.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Natasha

@Rex
Prim cautiously accepted the Rapture pill and then went back to staring wide eyed out the port window. Natasha simply pocketed hers as she climbed back up towards him.

“These are you robot pills aren’t they?” Natasha remembered Drake explaining them at some point; tiny robots running through a person’s body and making repairs. “Faries and metal don’t exactly mix, I’ll be fine.”

They had broken through the planet’s atmosphere and the battle was laid out before then to a backdrop of stars and the worlds moon rose slowly to their left. One of the enemy’s ships sprinted by shortly followed by a squadron baring the Empires insignia. The cockpit suddenly felt very cut off from the rest of the world and deathly silent apart from the low hum of the engines.

Natasha settled her gaze upon the wounded satellite as she mulled over Drakes words. Finally, she sighed and her shoulders slumped. Her stomach squirmed restlessly.

“Drake I…I can…but…well it.” A frustrated growl escaped her. She glanced back to see Prim looking up at them.

Natasha chewed her lip as she thought more. She was worried, worried about Drakes reasons and what he was planning to do. She didn’t like what he was asking for her, but his offer for Anything was just so tempting.

After another minute, she finally answered.

“I can’t just take her memories without her permission Drake. Magic like that, my magic, needs the person to let those memories go. What you’re asking for is a Curse which I…I suppose I could do if this is really something that you want. But there’s a few things you need to know first. All Curses can Break and are made to be Broken one way or another it’s just matter of how you want it to. Shattering is another way but…it’s very rare for it to work. And…”

Natasha kept her eyes locked upon the battered station above them. She respected Drake, and felt he at least deserved to know what he would be doing to his friend.

“And she won’t be Human, Drake. She’ll look, feel, act human and everything but scientists in my world noticed that those were cursed had
something change in their DN-something or other. Lastly Drake the Curse will be alive.”
Natasha turned her head as much as she could between the head rest and the window to look at him in the eyes. Her gaze was piercing, filled with pain and hatred.

“IT will be alive. It will decide how her memories of you are affected. IT will decide how to punish her for trying to remember you and Drake neither you nor I will have any say in that matter.”

Natasha let her words hang for a moment, letting them sink in.

“I know what it’s like to…not be able to go home.” Her voice was quiet where it had been hard just a moment before. “Moment I set foot back home I will be hunted.”
She left it at that.

James

@Kalzky@ShadowVentus@Rockin Strings
James returned to tapping away at the screen as he investigated the stations layout. He scowled at the red Xs appearing on some of them.

“Nope.” He replied with a voice a touch too joyful to be carefree. “Sorry Taka, long time no see by the way, but it’s just you, me, and the newbies on this mission. A mission in the cold and deadly embrace of space all around us. Oh, and there’s Blair too around here somewhere I think.”

James had only glanced at Max as he listed off the team, but then he snapped his gaze back towards the man in the giant Mech. His eyebrows rose almost to meet his blue hair at the sight.

An Elf. In a giant Mech. Now he’d seen everything.

A hollow ‘boom’ from somewhere dislodge him from his state of disbelief. Suddenly, for an instant, there was the sound of air rushing past them before it was just as suddenly cut off. James swore under his breath as another red X appeared on the map.

“I might have done more damage to this station than I thought, or they’re trying to slowly suffocate us. Take your pick Kids.” He scrolled the screen up towards the top. “Name’s James you two welcome aboard and all but we’re pressed for time here. We need to get all the way up here; to the top where the command centre is and disable this Station. Hopefully before we’re caught and killed, or the station explodes around us into deadly space.”

“On top of that, there’s probably hundreds of deadly robots and heartless, thirsty for our flesh, right outside those doors.” James jabbed a finger to the locked doors before them. He was no longer trying to hide his panic. He clapped his hands together. “So, ideas anyone?”