Xiga

Blorcs Command Thread

::Swims down to see if that's a chest under the water. If yes, tell the others, if no, tell the others.

Fuck it, Blorcs

I want to be in :3
Character name: Xigur
Item: Tool

Blorbs, maybe, I dunno, just doing some drawings for now

I totally want to be in :0

Blorbs, maybe, I dunno, just doing some drawings for now

I love blorbs. This is defo cool.

Pandora's Inheritance [Xiga x HeySeuss]

Haha :P Sorry man! Didn't mean to, its just I get impatient when i hear "Soon soon soon" too many times :P
Then again, I do the same thing every once in a while OxO

I really enjoyed reading the post! You progressed the story and made it realistic :P Much detail, some which i dont understand, but it was really nice :0 I liked the perspective of the Native american aswell.
How do you want it to continue? How do you think our characters could interract more?

I also would like to ask you a huge favor(that you may have already planned?) because you know more about how the government works with the issue at hand (the Emergents), Could you post something about how far theyve come with the containment, or the Nellis intident sometime in the future? I am curious to see how close they are to our little gang.

I also wonder what your opinion is about our characters meeting up with other Emergant groups. How organized are the anti-government emergants? or Pro Emergants people?

Who are the five characters again?
Smalls = Is it the one with the tattoos?
Simon= The one with tusks/horns?
Cutter is the elderly woman with unknown powers so far
Brian=Your character
Daina= my character.

Pandora's Inheritance [Xiga x HeySeuss]

Sounds like a plan :)

Pandora's Inheritance [Xiga x HeySeuss]

Having kept to herself during the ride for the most of the time, with the occasional checkup by Cutter, Daina thought about the development of the situation. It was true what they had been talking about from time to time, that their vehicle was becoming more of a target the more time they spent on it. What worried Daina the most was how to get on with her life now that she was free. She was hunted and she couldn't really trust anyone aside from the other Emergents in the same situation as her. So when they crossed into Utah, she knew that she had to bring the question up, and moved up to the others.

"When we dump the bus, is it wise to stick together, or should we split up again? Finding a vehicle for the 11 of us will definitely be difficult, and the crowd may be suspicious.." she said. Then it dawned upon her. Even if most of them could pretend not to be Emergents, Daina's talon feet, and Simon's horns and tusks were near impossible to hide. They would definitely not be able to pretend to be normal, because of their physical appearance. “Not that me and Simon won’t be suspicious anyway..”

She sighed. She was scared, like the others, and she still didn’t know what use her talons were, aside from the strong grip they provided her with. Her wound was still trying to heal, but it was slow and still hurt, and she had noticed lumps on her back. And now, she couldn’t even be guaranteed food, or some relative safety. Perhaps it had been better to stay at Nellis.

Cutter spoke up with a dry voice. “I believe that we should stick together. Daina and Simon can’t publically display themselves without being noticed, and if we ever get into a situation where we had to pretend to be normal, they would be the first ones taken out. “She paused then looked at Daina with a spark in her eye. “We could use that to our advantage. Depending on how the town looks, and if we have to take the resort of stealing another bus, they could act as an distraction, until we get what we want, and then we’d come after them.”

“A distraction!?” Daina was surprised to have even heard what she heard. To be a distraction would put her at risk, and perhaps even force her to death if unlucky! And here she had thought all the time that they were allies.

“I refuse to be a target” Simon joined her with his deep voice. “We just got out from prison and I don’t have any plans on going back any time soon.”

“Oh, no. Me neither. Nu-huh.” Daina said, frustrated and confused by the thought of being captured again. Only a few seconds earlier she had let the thought pass her that staying at Nellis was a Good idea. Now she felt the complete opposite.

Finders Keepers - [Jorj & Xiga]

They would go by guesswork and rumors. If you're used to the streets and know the city well, you'd know who had the orb, or were rumored to have the orb, and where the goal was. One would also know who to watch out for more than others. An inexperienced player or streetkid without the propper gear who enters the game would be an easy target for people who had participated for a long time and were/are streetsmart.

Finders Keepers - [Jorj & Xiga]

I have several ideas for that. It's not set in stone, but I believe that the government should have set it up to make targets of people who engage in illegal activities, and to sort them out by who's more dangerous and prone to it. They also use it as a way to controll the population with fear, aka we protect you from the bad people thing.
Do you have any ideas? What do you think?

Also there is no set "These people rule the game" Its more of a word-to-word thing on the streets.

Pandora's Inheritance [Xiga x HeySeuss]

After the woman had helped the boy up, the rest of the group from the front came back to join their conversation and to see who the new people were. Daina nodded towards the arriving group, a man with horns and another one with glasses. A blond woman, not much older than herself, and the elderly woman who had helped her. The ones further back Daina couldn't really see properly from the floor where she was sitting next to Brian.

She spaced out while the discussion took place, about the surrounding worlds view on the uprising at Nellis, resting her head against the seat that she was leaning against, content with just listening for the time being. She realized that their options were indeed limited, and that it would be more difficulties to come. But she had survived for now, and she intended to continue living, so when Brian came up with a plan to try to join the few groups out there that were sportive of Emergents, then her focus returned to the conversation. Then he turned to her and she cleared her throat.

"Yeah.. I did. Me and an elderly man, gray hair.. He's not here is he?" she asked the woman then continued. "He was the one who told me to help him carry you..."
She brushed her dreads back behind her ear with her healthy arm. The motion made her grimace having her hurt arm move slightly, but she was too tired to feel the full extent of the injury."Did he make it on?" she looked up at the standing ones to see if he would step forward, but no one did and the horned man shook his head then said with a sigh,
"He was gunned down after he helped me and two others onto the bus. Damned military. Damned hellhole, and this whole situation." and slunk down into a chair.

Daina looked at him and fel the reality sink in again. People actually died, and she was lucky not to have died. She closed her eyes and her head tipped back once more, and groaned quietly.
"How much time do you think we have before they comb the desert completely?" She asked. She was starting to feel nauseous again, and she noticed that the improvised bandage was turning red. She lifted her other hand up in a waving gesture to catch the womans attention. "So, this..." She nodded down to her arm. "Is still happening."