Ryver et Rhine

Unlikely Heroes

Shall we have a

flea market

in IC? =D

I am keen to get Callie shopping. Who wants to join in?

Chrono Asylum: Prelude to Madness~

The blue doesnt look nice against the purple background unfortunately. Unless you dont mind both words being the same orange red but Barnabas has a blue background.

Chrono Asylum: Prelude to Madness~

PS: Ink! Do you mind if I change the choice of font? I don't think it looked too good when I used it just now. D=

Sample for Alice:



Hmmmm... let me experiment again.



Barnabas' blue can afford to be a different shade. Or a slightly brighter color. =P Or... would you mind if I use the same color as Alice's?

The alternative would be I make make the signature (Asylum Code) the same as Angel's and Reri's.

Chrono Asylum: Prelude to Madness~

I shall leave it ambiguous if Fiora fired two shots at the Genral Seira was fighting. =P Feel free to claim credit Reaper.

Chrono Asylum: Prelude to Madness~

Welcome to Purgatory!

Tick...

... Tick....

.....Tick!

Boom!

Splashes of red and flecks of flesh bathed the area as yet another ticker went off. The peals of laughter from the little French mademoiselle was drowned out by the howl of rage coming from the General, as he tried to keep pace with his swifter opponent. Aiden attempted to home in on the two combatants, but he kept being cut off, his tolerance was waning fast. The man plugged two metal slugs into the approaching royal minion. He fired two shots in his partner's direction. Sparks flew as the bullets bounced off polished stone surface of the cavern floor. Maiming the General would have been better, but at least, he bought his little madcap partner some precious time. He huffed and looked around for a scapegoat.

"Oi medic! Keep your dogs in check. Your stray almost cost me the battle."

Seira didn't bother turning to look at the grumpy smartass. She kept her eyes trained ahead. Her hand wrapped firmly round Cameron's wrist. She could hear her younger partner panting slightly as they continued running from everything. "Big talk for someone who couldn't even end the fight."

"At least I'm not running like a coward." Aiden retorted as he kicked away another King.

"Shall we swap partners for a day?"

"Oh yeah. That'll work. You will be begging me to take Jax back."

The next comeback was cut off when the General chasing the new recruits lunged forward. Brightly colored flames fanned outwards in a wide arc. Seira pushed Cameron roughly to the side before dropping down. She rolled to the side. A loud clatter confirmed her worse fears. Her gun was nowhere to be seen. The once cocky medic swallowed nervously as her enemy approached her. His gigantic blade glowing eerily in the dim cavern.

"Game over, Asylum."

The man lifted his blade overhead, and Seira closed her eyes. A bitter taste flooded the back of her mouth as she tried to swallow. Still the stinging sensation left by the bile would not subside. She licked the front of her lips nervously as her eyes opened once more. The blade swung foward. Tiny flames snaked out. A loud hissing sound of sizzling vapor followed behind in their wake.

Bang!

Two consecutive shots echoed in the cavern. Blood flowed freely from both the General's hands. He roared in pain and let go. Seira tried to see who fired those shots, but she saw the blade, and her instincts kicked in. The frazzled young woman rolled off to the side as the sword fell to the ground. A burst of flames scattered from it. She edged away as fast as she could on her bum and hands. A tiny spark kissed the hem of her long blouse, which began to flare up. She panicked slightly unsure if she should grab her blouse and yank it over her head, or if she should try and tear off the hem. Seira clenched her hands nervously as the flames began spreading. How could she remain cool in this situation?

"Hold still," Cameron yelled.

He kicked her hands away and stomped down hard. The teen kept stepping till the flames died off. Both partners wrinkled their nose. The lingering smell of burning rubber and singed nylon was not a lovely concotion. It was enough to bring Seira back to her senses. She opened her mouth briefly only to shut it. She sucked in a lungful. The soot and fumes caused her to cough violently, but she persevered.

"L-l-look out!"

The blonde teen felt himself yanked to the side as yet another blade sailed pass. This time it was a thin bladed dagger. The tip of the weapon bit into his cheek leaving behind a trail of blood. Camron fell to his knees. He retaliated by whipping behind and firing several shots. His finger remained rooted on the trigger till there was no more bullets. The boy grimaced as a bloodied mess fell to his feet.

Aiden snorted. "A bit of an overkill, don't you think?"

Both recruits stared at their fellow Asylum as he dashed off. Seira turned to the fallen General, and she noticed a tiny hole near the juncture where the head meets the neck. There was a term for that spot, but right now, nothing was coming to mind. Another bullet had penetrated the back of his skull. Poor man, she thought. He was probably dead by the time Cameron mutilated his face.

Jax gave a flying kick. Her foot connected squarely with the other General's face. She gave a wicked grin as his mouth opened slighly. The female psycho removed the pin from one of her tickers and tried to stuff it in. The man's eyes bulged slightly, but he spat out the device, and wafted it away.

"Ooopsie," the girl crooned as she dodged yet another well-aimed attack.

The Rising Tide

My Internet is definitely better, but my time fly out the window. So many long weekends and public holidays back to back means that I'm a tired waitress. x.X I miss J-P!

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Ryver's second challenge:

Given that Fox is constantly threatening their existence, what would your character's last meal be? (Include their ideal setting e.g. who will join them, where would they be sitting, what music they'll listen to, and what they will do afterwards.)

Please provide pictures and tell us why they would like to eat that particular dish or dishes. A backstory would be epic. Get creative! This is an ideal world scenario. 8D Fic time, Aki? Winner gets to a star or something *unsure*

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Shoutcaster Jake said “Looks like I’m out of the race, folks! Gosh what an opportunity this is. We shall provide you with exclusive interviews with the fallen… or shall we say the free falling. It’s a long way down!"

“Give up old man!”

“NEVER!”

Both Nympha and Ellie continued racing at breakneck speed as they home in on the key hovering a few feet ahead. All other competitors have disappeared. Some unfortunate enough to be entangled in their on-going battle have been pretty much eliminated. Well some. The others in the area evacuated as soon as they can. The audience grumbled slightly at having missed the actual fight as the cameras panned in on the wreckage left behind. Drying wads of paper and glue covered several windows, multicolored balloons were flying everywhere and millions of brightly colored feathers drifted ominously from a window above.

Announcer Goomba said “Glue guns, paper bombs, balloon traps and feather whirlwinds in a cans – nothing ever stops these two heated rivals. Nothing! Celery God help those caught in warzone. They even knocked Shoutcaster Jake out of the race. Even I didn’t know that was possible. And… the key goes to…”

The two racers reached out for box containing the key. Their fingers brushed against the surface of the transparent box at the same time, and it began shimmering. They refused to let go. Nympha and Ellie grabbed the glowing cube with their other hand as well. They pulled the box back and forth in a deadlock tug-o-war when a burst of blinding white light engulfed the entire area.

Announcer Goomba said “Rabbits, mallards, peaches and all that go on a biscuit! What was that?”

The faerie scrunched her eyes tightly a couple of times as tears began leaking from all corners. She groaned. Slowly she opened her eyes a little, but still couldn’t see much except greyish outlines here and there. She blinked more. The outlines sharpened and color returned though millions of white dots swam around stubbornly. Nympha attempted to wrestle her hands away. They seemed to be stuck. She squeezed her eyes close one more time, and then stared ahead. She gasped.

Censored!

Both her hands were curled round Ellie’s two clasped ones. Binding their hands in place was a thick chain with combination padlock. The stupid lock was placed at such an angle that a third person was needed to undo the [censored] thing. She searched for the key only to notice it dangling from one of the links closest to the padlock. She staggered a little as her arms were yanked forward. The faerie retaliated by attempting to pull her hands closer to herself.

“Don’t you silly donut! I will fall off my board.”

“Pffft!”

Announcer Goomba said “First they were bitter enemies, now they are team mates. I can’t wait to see what these two will come up with next!”

“We'll hafta fly sideways, but at least we'll keep our key,” Ellie said gruffly.



“Where would I hide if I was a key?”

Ran smiled a little as his mind came with several answers at once. The more ridiculous the answer the more likely it would happen. This place was certainly more whacky than the average episode of the Simpsons. Heck they even used stars for money like Mario. What next? An avatar like turtle island? Or or Judge Totoro? But at least they were still pretty straight forward with their clues - "check out our key location". The word key was had bolded fonts and it was heavily underlined. How kid friendly (in a creepy sort of way; almost like pokemon). Putting his suspicions aside, Ran memorized the directions on the poster, as he finished his juice. He can't help wondering what the other posters said. Six others had been ripped clean off the wall.

“Thanks for everything!”

He waved cheerily to the mechanic and the rest of the crew as he launched himself into the air. Words cannot describe the experience. It was like riding an elevator or using a set of automated rollerblades minus the usual balancing act. The whole thing was almost like dancing! Niran pirouetted round and round and round in the air in front of Riley. He grabbed her arm suddenly to stop himself from kneeling over. The entire place won't stop spinning! This was worst than riding those teacups in a fun park.

"This will be fun, won't it, Toby?"

Hearing no response, he looked up, and noticed one person was conspiciously missing. He swivelled his head round from side to side till he spotted the boy. The rascal had his back to them, and he was accelerating! Wait, where was Toby going? He can't leave. Not yet! Not when they were about to find a key.

[i]Toby was leaving them behind. Again! Why? Noooo...

Toby said "Uh, sorry to go all lone wolf on you guys, but i've got a score to settle with some other competitors. I'll catch you guys later, give Ace my regards!"

“Toby! Wait. TOBEEEEEEEEEEEE.”

He watched as the chirpy teen disappear out of sight. Somehow he wished the bubbly boy could waited awhile longer. The kiddo would certainly love where they were headed next. Maybe they could change his mind if they bumped into him again? Maybe. The happiest people are usually the most bull-headed (especially in manga), and Toby was no exception. It made Toby, well Toby, the sugar coated bubbly bundle of joy. Ran sighed.

“Guess Toby will miss out the fun. So let’s go find the key?”

He jetted off to the right and motioned for Riley to follow him. The once clunky duo flew smoothly with fewer mishaps towards their destination, and hopefully the key. A huge sign board hovered over the next street they passed – Cog City’s Largest Bouncy Castle. The older human grinned as he turned to look at his partner. Several competitors were heading there too.

“I was right! There’s a key inside the bouncy castle!”

The bouncy castle was housed in a towering roofless dome. There were ladders and cloud-like platforms here and there. Some platforms were moving while others remained stationary. None of the platforms were accessible without a hoverboard. Ran watched in awe as the other competitors zipped the nearest platform only to use it to bounce towards another platform. Basing on the number of failed jumps he witnessed, the man realized that not all every cloud acted like a trampoline. Some even disappeared after people landed on them. He fell backwards as something whizzed pass his face. He gaped as he saw the feathery object hovering mockingly out of reach. The key… it had wings!

“Harry Potter rip off!” He grumbled.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Get a stock broking minion or two or hundred! =D Smooze a couple of rich old farts then slowly acquire a couple of PR personnel and a dedicated PA. You're all set.

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

My writing inspiration.... =D



Omg miss GUMI! =D



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