McFazzer

God's Shattering [Concluded]

Tori

Tori’s eyed flickered as she took in all the information the AI designated Nebula provided. Eyes almost glowing with greed, drinking in all that she could. She simply had to talk to Nebula further, at a less critical time obviously. Nebula should surely be a great repository of knowledge and quite frankly, Tori didn’t really care if this blue thing was a Relic or not, after all Knowledge is power and Tori… well she would like to be very powerful.

“Escape? Right, yes. No point in being killed. I’m not quite prepared to be testing if there is an afterlife yet. Need to figure out how to turn that one-way ticket into a return one” gathering whatever she could Tori felt whatever was suppressing her relent and immediately let herself fade out. The feeling of perfectly sidestepping everything, the feeling of being untouchable returned and walked towards the portal watching Alex hold the sword.

Oh, good. They’re bringing that masterpiece of technology. I should research power sources, if a relic can power her then all I need is simply a good enough battery. We can talk later… it will be nice and long Tori was shocked from her reverie as a large stone phased through her head. Blinking in shock, she picked up the pace and phase shifted back as she went through the portal, looking back sadly at the crumbling room.

“I would have preferred a longer analysis. Farewell. I’ll search for your ruins at the impact site later” nodding as if she could hear the crumbling stone acknowledge her, Tori stepped through. Feeling the cobblestones beneath her feet, Tori was looking behind her Tori couldn’t see anything wrong, no portal. For all intents and purposes it probably looked as if they had stepped out of mid-air. Something she was quite familiar with. Smiling gently at Nebula, Tori patted Sienna’s shoulder

“Well, how about we find a way to wake Nebula up? I’m sure you didn’t just drag our new friend out to keep her as a big doll… right?” shaking her head Tori did something that might almost be considered a smile… if it was from a distance… and you squinted… and the sun was in your eyes. It spoke volumes of how she valued Nebula. She constantly tried to justify it as valuing an important storage device, but it rang hollow even to her.

“I’m certain the Intelligence Division has some kind of compatible power source. If not we can make one, probably. I refuse to believe that a… a ‘Relic’ from ages past is the only thing that can power our new… f-friend” the word sounded foreign, almost sour in Tori’s mouth. It was obvious she didn’t say the word ‘friend’ very often.

@Flamelord @KoL

God's Shattering [Concluded]

Tori

Coughing as if to announce something, Tori was bent over as she dragged her way into the room. The damned swarm almost got her and despite the apparent arrogance of the cough, the cause was far more physical. Seeing the galactic array of technology, Tori was left panting, eyes gleaming in excitement, while supporting herself as her white cloak tactfully covered any injuries.

“Fascinating… AI, what is your designation? Define your primary mission parameters and report status of all systems after performing a basic scan of your current functionality” if there was any chance to gain some semblance of control of this… well she couldn’t rightly call it a temple any more, regardless controlling the vehicle meant not accidentally crashing or destroying any of these floating isles. Saving the Imperium would be useful too. They sign the pay check and provide the grants. Resources are unbelievably useful for research, who knew? There is absolutely no way Tori could let her benefactor be destroyed!

“AI, please display all non-classified information stored in your memory banks as well. Including archived topological data for the surrounding area as far back as your records possess” Tori’s lust for knowledge finally greatly outweighed the need to… immediately take care of the threat. Especially if she could determine if the temple was always airborne or if there was some kind mass disruption resulting in the current archipelago.

"Hey... Alex? Where are the twins? I don't want them to die... I really don't want to confront their mother..."

@Flamelord @KoL

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Alex

Was the dorms always so far from the student council? Was he even going the right way? Was he out of shape? Coughing as he stopped in the middle of the path, Alex leaned back taking a deep breath before having the wind knocked out of him again as Bel glomped him… well he thought it was Bel, Alex felt too tired to check properly, just guessing he was right. Besides, who the hell else would actually glomp him? No one but Bel really knew who he was.

“B-Bel? How are you? I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages. What’s been happening?” coughing Alex hugged Bel back, smiling. The fact that someone seemed to miss him made his heart flutter. A first for everything he supposed. His own legs seemed to give way, Alex’s smile quickly panicking as he held on to Bel for dear life, hitting the grass and thankfully not cracking his head open. He didn’t think he could handle another round of injuries, the impact pulling a groan from his aching body.

“Sorry, Bel. Don’t think I’ll be singing too soon~” trying to add a bit of levity to his voice, he soon received a message from a nearby student ”Now tell me, where did the mean lady touch you?” making him do a double take before responding ”Hurt me? Mean? Bel’s probably the only one in the school that knows I exist. Or at least cares. I can’t recall a lot recently, but besides aches and pains from too much sleeping and a weird unexplained bruising, I can’t tell what you mean?” the word hurt did spring a thought to his mind though.

“Bel? I didn’t hurt you right?” patting Bel’s back, his hands moved up and down to make sure he hadn’t damaged her in any way, occasionally drifting rather close to her waist. Working hard to not let himself drift too close, not always succeeding. Not knowing if he wanted to succeed. Alex was honestly more confused than he ever had been before.

“Who’re your friends, Bel? I-I won’t say new, since I don’t know how long you’ve known them… how long have you known them? How are you? Wait… I already asked that… no I asked what’s been happening… so umm… how are you?” his face was red, as he almost squirmed under her.

@TheWindel @Jedly

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

White Noise

IRL not completely fleshed out.
What is known:
Age: 16
Year: Third
Class: Rogue (Artificer)
Level: 4
Affiliation: Solo
Pertinent stuff: She's known Shiro/Paper Moon for quite some time, but their dealings with one another have been strictly formal.
Notable Ability: WHITE NOISE - Even as an artificer, White Noise has the tendency to take the quest by the reins and direct it with her own judgement, which is pretty damn reliable. The ability named after herself has an AoE effect (roughly fifteen feet) and essentially messes with the stability of minds, mob and player alike, and screws up their senses, elucidated by a shrill pitch. It also can glitch messages sent within the range. Its intensity grows as the individual comes closer to the girl.
Dream: N/A

Theme Song

@Jedly

I feel compelled to have Jukebox fight her somehow :P

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

@Awesomoman64 I personally prefer this one :3

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

@ReaptheMusic Advertise that love :3

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Alex

If there was a word to describe Alex at the moment, it was tired. He came to lying in a bed that he didn’t immediately recognise. Rolling out of bed, Alex was still in uniform and swore that he was aching more than a rough sleep would cause. Going to the bathroom, Alex removed his shirt and saw some dark bruise marks.

What happened? This… is this Bel’s room? Why…? holding his head, Alex thought back. Donny had just said bye, and he found the sticky note, he left to go meet Bel and then… waking up in bed covered in bruises. The shape of his bruises were odd, as if he were pressed against instead of hit or bumped. Was he mugged? No, he still had his stuff…

I have to find Bel… she’ll be able to tell me what the hell happened trying to find some aspirin or something, Alex groaned as he stretched and put his clothes back on before heading to the exit, finding a sticky note on it. Apparently they were Bel’s favourite method of communication.

“You had a fever and I nursed you back to health. You better come find me and pay me back somehow Jukey~ :3”

Nursed me back to health? I’m covered in bruises Bel… shaking his head Alex took the note and stumbled his way into the hall. Blinking hard at the lights, Alex tried to wrack his brains for where to find Bel and the only places he actually met up with her were the auditorium, the arcade and the student council offices. Deciding that since Bel was a council member she’d end up there at some point, Alex made his way over there wondering how on earth Bel would want him to ‘make it up to her’

@TheWindel

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

A triumphant return. Battling illness and a gypsy curse that makes technology hate you, I can finally login~! Now to peruse the missed bits and have Alex moonwalk back into something resembling plot :3

Magical Notes - A Tale of Songs and Knights [Hiatus]

Taylor Sinclair

Ring Four: Claudia Blair vs Taylor Sinclair!

“Which one’s ring four Scar?” Taylor’s mood considerably brightened since she had less people she needed to fight, which in turn helped her chances of earning her reward… which she paid for with her own money… that quickly soured her mood once more and wanted to snatch Scarlet’s hat once more to get it back. With a sigh, Scarlet stared Taylor down until she just grumbled.

“This way Taylor, honestly you ought to pay more attention if you want to win.” Catching the thrown falchion as it angrily pinwheeled through the air at her head, Scarlet rested it on her shoulder as she walked into the Arena, Taylor in tow spinning the silver Trumpet in her hands. Scarlet grinned in a friendly manner at their opponents wanting to break the ice

“Hi, I’m Scarlet, nice to meet you both. Now, Taylor would introduce herself but she has A MASSIVE HANGOVER” all but shouting into Taylor’s ears to which she responded equally loud “I DO NOT! Do you want me to burst an ear drum? By the dead Gods Scarlet, you’d think I can’t handle my liquor by the way you talk sometimes. I-I mean, I don’t drink, what are you talking about I absolutely do not drink? You know what? Whatever, don’t listen to her”

“Aww don’t be bitter Tay, we’re gonna have a bit of a hard time anyway, fire on fire is generally explosive and this lovely spirit looks like her flame is a bit more potent than mine. Well in most regards, but we’re not allowed to talk about the other kind~” rolling her eyes, Taylor brought the trumpet to her lips and Scarlet stood side on and pointed the blade at Claudia and Ravel.

“So when do we begin~?”

@KoL

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Alex

To: Maribel Harper
From: Alex Coleman
Subject: Re:Re: How do you use the copier?

Corpse Collector only shot at me. I could run from that; I didn’t even help out all that much honestly. I crashed a car and got shot at. Then I fell through a floor. I achieved a grand total of zero things in that fight, besides maybe a nice backing track. This copier on the other hand? I’d rather face Corpse Collector naked, wielding a butter knife, surrounded by thousands of Dissolutions.

Hurry and save me from this hell made of paper and ink toner~! :P

Sending the message Alex was at his wits end, with this damn copier he clenched his teeth and punched the air above it

“Pieceofgoddamngarbagecantevenworkproperlyisweartogodimgoingtobreakthispieceofjunkandburnitifitdoesntstartworkingsoon!” then accidentally lashing out, Alex’s fist came down on top of it and as if it was the Fonz with an actual jukebox the copier whirred to life, lights glowing and started spitting out papers.

“Are you kidding me? What is this, a cartoon? Since when does hitting the thing make it work?!” perplexed Alex decided to not worry about it, the point was, it was working and he could finish the job Bel pawned off on to him. Wondering when the guild leader would actually arrive, the smell of ink made him heady and really wanted an escape.

@TheWindel