Zmerr Member

> Zmerr, I have PMéd you about the thingy I was thinking about changing Runa somewhat > seems you have not had noticed this when you were online last Alright. I'll take a look at it in a few moments. > So, I have written my Cs to introduce some plot points for my character to explore, if no major threat shows up right away. > I always feel it is good to have something to contribute and build on the world with. > Sounds good. Feel free to start whenever you'd like.

"Team? No, mate. This- I'm certain of it- is a very elaborate trick. *She* put you here to get back at me. She's mad." Wheatley started shouting, looking up at the sky and stretching his arms out. "Well I get it! You can stop now! I'm Sorr-" A screech sounded and the surprise from it knocked Wheatley back to the ground. "What in the-" He didn't have a clue what the source could have been, but an eerie lump of concern lodged itself in his throat. Whatever it was was not happy and was probably very scary. He stood back up and looked at the bulky man. He made all of Wheatley's six feet and seven inches look small. Wheatley felt it too. He felt frail in comparison. He ran a nervous hand through his hair and gave an unnaturally large smile. "I s-suppose that is probably something *bad.*" He chuckled. He looked at the smaller man and felt a little more comfortable with his size. "What do you think? I think I've learned my lesson." He took one more look at his surroundings. His entire life, the scientists had warned him about Android Hell. GLaDOS had threatened to banish him there time and time again. He figured that this must be it. It certainly fit the "scary" part. It confused him though. It seemed oddly peaceful. It was also missing one vital thing: ALL OF THE BANISHED ANDROIDS. He ran his hand through his hair again. What a mess he'd gotten himself into this time.

Zmerr's eyes opened wider making them look as though they might pop right out. He'd only heard stories of creatures like this one. He dropped his fishing pole and stared. The lizard-like figure in front of him didn't look as though he planned on hurting Zmerr, but the overall image of the being struck fear into the Asura. He trembled awkwardly for a moment before clumsily retrieving the pole and making a break for his pack. He pulled his plasma pistol from it's holster on his hip and held a finger on the trigger in case of emergency. He stopped after throwing his pack over his shoulder and turned to face the other. He had recovered enough to give him a fake look of slight irritation. He held the pistol tightly in his hand but kept it at his side so as not to appear threatening. "You scared the fish."

Yes.

Far away from the fighting in the Square, Guards clad in thin silk and gold stood against a stone wall staring and sneering at the prisoners in the cells. Their long, pointed noses making their smug faces seem sinister as they grinned. It was time. "So, have you lot of worthless vagrants learned your lesson?" One of the guards said, brushing her red hair over her shoulder. Her white uniform stood out amongst the other guards' purple ones. A feeble voice piped up on the far end of the chamber. "I'm no vagrant. I'm a nobleman!" "Not as long as I hold the keys, old man." She twirled a ring of rusty keys on one finger, placing her other hand on her hip. "Silence him." "Yes Ma'am!" Two guards nearest to the old man's cell bowed in unison. She threw the ring to them and they quickly opened the cell and dragged the man out by his wrists. They took him around a corner. He could no longer be seen, but his screams and the cracking of whips told the whole story. "Anyone else care to challenge my authority?" She smirked. "No? Alright. Now listen. The Lord Ganondorf is out at the moment which means *I'm* in charge. In other words, what I say goes. No ifs ands or buts." Someone coughed. She ignored it. "My first executive order is to cut your food portions in half. It saves money. This law goes in affect with your morning meal." She turned to leave, but stopped. She continued talking without turning to face the prisoners. "And thank your pal, the nobleman, for today's meal cut. There will be *no* evening meal served today." Suddenly, there was a loud *whooshing* sound. The head guard whirled around in time to catch the appearance of young man draped in purple and a struggling woman. She fell to the ground out of shock when she recognized the woman as none other than the Princess Zelda of Hyrule. He practically threw the princess into the old man's empty cell and slammed it shut. His hand hovered over the lock and the black tendrils of dark magic emanated from his palm and finger tips, placing the toughest of locking spells on the door. He let his hand fall to his side and stared absently into the cell for a moment before completely collapsing on the floor. The head guard had gotten to her feet by now and was beginning to reclaim her courage. "You two!" She shouted at two of the other guards. "Pick him up and escort him to one of the guest rooms. He's most likely one of Our Lord's outside men. But, in the event that he is not, I want four soldiers to stand guard at his door. Two inside and two outside. Not just any soldiers either. The highest ranking you can find." The two guards just stared, dumbfounded, at their leader as if her head had just fallen off. "GO! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!" The guards jumped back into reality and moved quickly to follow her orders. *** Ganondorf grinned evilly to himself as the carriage rolled smoothly along the road. He felt his magic return to him and he knew that Vaati had done his job. There was no doubt the boy would take on some damage from the possession, but Ganondorf had deemed it for a worthy cause. The princess was his. Now he just needed to lure the Hero in. He already knew just what to do. He'd been planning this for *ages.*

Just getting this to the top of the list!

Not to counter my last post, but someone please post!!! I want to post here so bad! I fear this roleplay is not gathering enough momentum to fly. I don't want to be the next person to post because I don't want everyone to have a chance to react to the current events.

> A. Ravio used his bracelet. (Did he ever get that thing back? I'm going to assume he did.) > > B. The dimensional barriers are crumbling because of the convergence, right? This would leave the barrier between Hyrule and Lorule weak enough for someone to "Slip through the cracks." as it were. > > C. Another bracelet was created. (Again, the Convergence allows objects like the Mirror of Twilight to be created, why not Ravio's bracelet?) > > D. A reincarnation of Ravio exists in Hyrule, who acts as if he were his Lorulian counterpart. (This one is kinda meh, in my eyes.) I think I like option B best as I am very much interested in the idea of the convergence. I think it might fit nicely in to the story. This means that you're going to have to bring it into play here pretty soon Prince. It's you're idea, therefore I leave you in charge of it's execution.

I just copied and pasted my first IC post from the old roleplay. I would prefer not to have the same response as last time though.

 **THE LAST OF US** Zmerr took one more look around before setting his plasma rifle on a log and kicking his worn boot off. He stepped into the stream, letting the cold water run over his toes before submerging his whole foot. It sent a chill through him. The warmest part of the year had passed weeks ago. Fall was settling in and blowing its cool breath through the flame-colored trees. Leaves just beginning to carpet the forest floor. He waded a little further into the water before he removed the makeshift fishing pole from his pack. He strung it and baited the hook. He cast the hook out into the deepest part of the stream, keeping a close eye on the cork he used for a bobber. The current carried the hook downstream a few feet and Zmerr reeled it back in. He cast it again and missed. The hook hit a bush on the other bank and something moved behind it. A quick fleeing motion. Zmerr carefully and quickly grabbed his rifle and aimed it at the bush. He focused most of his attention on the spot where something had been. what he didn't spend there, he used to listen for sounds around him. His pointed floppy ears stood straight to enhance hearing and his eyes dilated to detect any change in light.!