Lol Jason being accused of mugging xD I gues syou could blame that on his rogueish persona. This will be amusing.
I will have my post up shortly.
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Awesome! Kiddo and Green, you two can start once Limey gets his post up.
Limey yohuuuu :p
Limey yohuuuu :p
Yup the new CSes should be up soon. >=D
Dwellers as in bring a new sub plot into the fold ;)
Dwellers as in bring a new sub plot into the fold ;)
Hows the progress on the posts people =D
There is another surprise coming in the tunnels, "Dwellers" ;p
There is another surprise coming in the tunnels, "Dwellers" ;p
So who is up next post wise, there is really no post order. xP
Tigre and Reaper let me know if you two want to do a collab.
Limey I am mainly waiting for your post. xP Should be fun how Thora responds.
Tigre and Reaper let me know if you two want to do a collab.
Limey I am mainly waiting for your post. xP Should be fun how Thora responds.
Nice post Raven, I am liking the interactions between your pair and Camron. xD
Also I have posted >=D And added a little more to the mystery that is weaving itself.
Also I have posted >=D And added a little more to the mystery that is weaving itself.
As soon as the terrain crumbled beneath the Chrono's feet her senses magnified, time itself came to a halt due to her mental processing making the relative flow of time irrelevant. In the brief margin allotted to Rin she easily succeeded in locating the source of the upheaval, nano mines placed within a circumference of the Asylums.
Unlike traditional mines, nano mines deployed nanites to distabalize the molecular structure around it, hence creating earthquakes and cave-ins. Such technology was yet to be publically acknowledged let alone be so readily available, as far as production was concerned A.M.R.O kept it classified under 'Project Deus'. Even Chronos possessed little knowledge of the exact contents of Project Deus, though what was certain was the fact that A.M.R.O had recently begun investing quite heavily in advance forms of weaponry.
In her usually callous demeanor the Chrono continued to calculated the processed information, her thought process so rapid that a single second stretched on and on with stillness all around her. "This technology was triggered via transmission," the child thought to herself, her eyes having broadened it's optical window there by allowing the Prodigy to observe all forms of electromagnetic spectrums, particularly the transmission that triggered the mines.
"Begin trace."
As soon as her words parted her lips, her consciousness appeared to meld within the residual trail left behind by the transmission. With that a new world appeared to open up, one where countless spectrums interlinked and crossed a world of colours. Before the Chrono could admire this strange world she had arrived to her destination, the transmission being traced back to an old IBM 5155 with but three words typed onto the antique monitor.
"Welcome to Eden"
By the time Rin's conciousness returned to her, she had descended deep into the tunnels of Vegas with darkness as her new companion. Though right before falling into the abyss, the Prodigy made sure she telepathically conveyed two words to all teams in their vicinity.
"Project Deus"
"Where is....he" Rin whispered, a strange hesitance in her voice breaking the monotone. "Telepathic contact has been disabled...along with Alchemy....this technology.....this is also ours."
"Then I guess we need to find our big brother!" The Chrono's demeanor instantly appeared to shift, a bright smile lay spread across her face as the little kid hopped towards the center of the tunnel.
"I am surprised you have kept yourself emotionally stable, my other half." Once again the Chrono's personality switched, reverting back to the callous Rin. It almost appeared as if the two personalities were engaging in a conversation, an eerie spectacle.
"Quit treating me like a kid!" Rena stomped her foot, pouting at being chided by herself. "You aren't the only smart pants here...okay," -VI- snapped while sticking out her tongue, both her hands nearing her mouth to form a makeshift mega-horn.
"PEEK-A-BOO!" The child screamed at the top of her voice, her ears keenly registering the flow of sound echoing through the tunnels. A vague map of sorts instantly formed in her mind, allowing the Chrono to estimate the distance and intersections.
"Hide and seek time," the little prodigy clapped her hands while twirling, a signature victory dance Rena was known to do.
"I found you!" The Chrono chirped, both her pistols drawn and aimed at the person ahead of her. (Jax here)
-----------------------Xx---------------------xX-------------------------
"You're the Blood-draped angel, right?"
"Such a clichéd title," Angel thought out loud as he sighed wearily, clearly the title appeared to be a source of nostalgia for the Lost Number. He calmly observed the Asylum as she introduced herself as well as her weapon, a modified harpoon. An unorthodox weapon, though seeing as XIII's weapon of choice consisted of a coffin he didn't feel the need to be vocal.
"It appears as though I am not the only one facing this little predicament," the Crimson Asylum nodded, indirectly answering Thora's question. "It seems like our job is going to be......much harder than I anticipated, oh how I loathe added effort," he complained, clearly irked at the fact that he will be missing his afternoon nap.
"Tell me little viking, do you know what is 'Project Deus' or to be more exact....'Arma Deus'?" As the Blood Draped Angel spoke, a fiendish smirk lay spread across his face, an expression which silently said, 'I know far more than I should'.
"Who are you calling 'Little Viking'?" Thora grumbled, clearly unamused by the off-hand title he'd attached to her. If he wasn't the closest thing she had to a boss, she might have considered decking the fool then and there: not many people could stand up to her in alchemy-less combat. "As for any 'Project Deus' nonsense, I got nadda. Seems a little cliché though, don't it? Project God, I mean."
She looked at Angel, waiting for him to say something: hoping that he might fill in the gaps she clearly had in her knowledge. You don't just spout stuff about 'Project Deus' unless it was important.
"Cliche...but all fools aspire Godhood, it is in the pinnacle of perfection after all," Angel crowed softly, despite the casual nature of his tone the sullen expression he wore revealed a distaste he held for such fools. "To fight monsters with monsters, that was the raison d'etre for A.M.R.O," the Crimson Asylum continued in a cynical tone, as if mocking their organization's goals. "Five hundred years and they realize it, monsters are unpredictable. Why empower them? Why put so much faith in an abomination? Why try to tame a viper?" With each question that he asked, his smile slowly faded and his tone grew dauntingly mellow.
"Alchemists are becoming redundant, little Viking. Such is how A.M.R.O things, what is a mere monster when faced with Arma Deus, 'The Weapons of God'. Now imagine if such technology were to, say, leak out. The result? You are looking at a fraction of it." As Angel finished he waved around the little stick of fire that he had salvaged, silently conveying their alchemy-less state
"Attachment to authority is foolish, there is only one supreme power and that is death. I wouldn't recommend getting overly attached with her, she can be rather possessive," as he spoke, Angel couldn't help but chuckle once more.
"PEEK-A-BOO"
As soon as these words echoed past XIII he had strapped his coffin, signally it is time to go. "That is my brilliant kiddo," he thought out loud while applauding with a clap.
Unlike traditional mines, nano mines deployed nanites to distabalize the molecular structure around it, hence creating earthquakes and cave-ins. Such technology was yet to be publically acknowledged let alone be so readily available, as far as production was concerned A.M.R.O kept it classified under 'Project Deus'. Even Chronos possessed little knowledge of the exact contents of Project Deus, though what was certain was the fact that A.M.R.O had recently begun investing quite heavily in advance forms of weaponry.
In her usually callous demeanor the Chrono continued to calculated the processed information, her thought process so rapid that a single second stretched on and on with stillness all around her. "This technology was triggered via transmission," the child thought to herself, her eyes having broadened it's optical window there by allowing the Prodigy to observe all forms of electromagnetic spectrums, particularly the transmission that triggered the mines.
"Begin trace."
As soon as her words parted her lips, her consciousness appeared to meld within the residual trail left behind by the transmission. With that a new world appeared to open up, one where countless spectrums interlinked and crossed a world of colours. Before the Chrono could admire this strange world she had arrived to her destination, the transmission being traced back to an old IBM 5155 with but three words typed onto the antique monitor.
"Welcome to Eden"
By the time Rin's conciousness returned to her, she had descended deep into the tunnels of Vegas with darkness as her new companion. Though right before falling into the abyss, the Prodigy made sure she telepathically conveyed two words to all teams in their vicinity.
"Project Deus"
"Where is....he" Rin whispered, a strange hesitance in her voice breaking the monotone. "Telepathic contact has been disabled...along with Alchemy....this technology.....this is also ours."
"Then I guess we need to find our big brother!" The Chrono's demeanor instantly appeared to shift, a bright smile lay spread across her face as the little kid hopped towards the center of the tunnel.
"I am surprised you have kept yourself emotionally stable, my other half." Once again the Chrono's personality switched, reverting back to the callous Rin. It almost appeared as if the two personalities were engaging in a conversation, an eerie spectacle.
"Quit treating me like a kid!" Rena stomped her foot, pouting at being chided by herself. "You aren't the only smart pants here...okay," -VI- snapped while sticking out her tongue, both her hands nearing her mouth to form a makeshift mega-horn.
"PEEK-A-BOO!" The child screamed at the top of her voice, her ears keenly registering the flow of sound echoing through the tunnels. A vague map of sorts instantly formed in her mind, allowing the Chrono to estimate the distance and intersections.
"Hide and seek time," the little prodigy clapped her hands while twirling, a signature victory dance Rena was known to do.
"I found you!" The Chrono chirped, both her pistols drawn and aimed at the person ahead of her. (Jax here)
-----------------------Xx---------------------xX-------------------------
"You're the Blood-draped angel, right?"
"Such a clichéd title," Angel thought out loud as he sighed wearily, clearly the title appeared to be a source of nostalgia for the Lost Number. He calmly observed the Asylum as she introduced herself as well as her weapon, a modified harpoon. An unorthodox weapon, though seeing as XIII's weapon of choice consisted of a coffin he didn't feel the need to be vocal.
"It appears as though I am not the only one facing this little predicament," the Crimson Asylum nodded, indirectly answering Thora's question. "It seems like our job is going to be......much harder than I anticipated, oh how I loathe added effort," he complained, clearly irked at the fact that he will be missing his afternoon nap.
"Tell me little viking, do you know what is 'Project Deus' or to be more exact....'Arma Deus'?" As the Blood Draped Angel spoke, a fiendish smirk lay spread across his face, an expression which silently said, 'I know far more than I should'.
"Who are you calling 'Little Viking'?" Thora grumbled, clearly unamused by the off-hand title he'd attached to her. If he wasn't the closest thing she had to a boss, she might have considered decking the fool then and there: not many people could stand up to her in alchemy-less combat. "As for any 'Project Deus' nonsense, I got nadda. Seems a little cliché though, don't it? Project God, I mean."
She looked at Angel, waiting for him to say something: hoping that he might fill in the gaps she clearly had in her knowledge. You don't just spout stuff about 'Project Deus' unless it was important.
"Cliche...but all fools aspire Godhood, it is in the pinnacle of perfection after all," Angel crowed softly, despite the casual nature of his tone the sullen expression he wore revealed a distaste he held for such fools. "To fight monsters with monsters, that was the raison d'etre for A.M.R.O," the Crimson Asylum continued in a cynical tone, as if mocking their organization's goals. "Five hundred years and they realize it, monsters are unpredictable. Why empower them? Why put so much faith in an abomination? Why try to tame a viper?" With each question that he asked, his smile slowly faded and his tone grew dauntingly mellow.
"Alchemists are becoming redundant, little Viking. Such is how A.M.R.O things, what is a mere monster when faced with Arma Deus, 'The Weapons of God'. Now imagine if such technology were to, say, leak out. The result? You are looking at a fraction of it." As Angel finished he waved around the little stick of fire that he had salvaged, silently conveying their alchemy-less state
"Attachment to authority is foolish, there is only one supreme power and that is death. I wouldn't recommend getting overly attached with her, she can be rather possessive," as he spoke, Angel couldn't help but chuckle once more.
As soon as these words echoed past XIII he had strapped his coffin, signally it is time to go. "That is my brilliant kiddo," he thought out loud while applauding with a clap.
Sorry for the delay guys, I have been super busy for the last 3 days on account its Eid where I am at. So that's like our Christmas. xD Expect a post tomorrow.
>.> Well since almost everyone is new here, you could just change the names and retain the personalities of those two. <.<
Also Reaper, hmm if you want character interaction I could throw Geko with Frost.
My post is almost done.
Also Reaper, hmm if you want character interaction I could throw Geko with Frost.
My post is almost done.
See Rtron knows exactly what to say to cheer someone up. xD
How goes your inspiration for new characters?
How goes your inspiration for new characters?
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