The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

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Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Rugal | Teri

Teri's eyes slit a little, but her staff was lowered, "Half credit. There were two reasons I wanted you to keep Ton Ton back. I'll be expecting the other half at some point tonight. Too many fakes to deal with to be getting careless."

She returned the staff to a walking stick and looked him over, "I don't remember you having all that gear... Dimitri, did I forget him with all this stuff?"

A posh sounding voice came from her tablet, to Devon's surprise, and said, "The Archives were combed and nothing was found."

Teri made a satisfied noise and then continued, "As for my uniform, Ms. Slindis gave it to me. She's training me in the art of being a Cleric. Which makes me wonder; you're a DnD fan, guitar... Are you a bard now? It would explain a few things about your getup."

Drop Group #1: Angelus | Jake

Angelus nodded with the same stoic and calm face, and spoke, "The fact you see anything at all is progress unto itself. Now, as for what you are seeing, that will be up to you. What do these items mean to you? What do you think they mean? Do they have a personal significance to you? Think out loud about these things you see; and keep your mind open to possibilities..."

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Rugal | Teri

He yawned, and Teri could see that the man was worn out. "Rugal, I haven't seen Slin. And Teri, I know that little guy means the world to you too. Wish I'd kept a better eye on him then, but I didn't have to worry about that this time. And I did get a bit of Training from Hell. I'll be able to deal with the price, especially since it gave such a good start."

"But what happened to Melethia?"

Rugal
Rugal sighed as he glanced over towards the sleeping Elf.
"So, Tomoya, our enemy, has put some class of curse in place here. One of the side effects was creating clones of those in the forest. As a result, A fake of Slindis arrived and pretended to be Melethia's mother.
Then she stabbed her in the chest with her rapiers.
It was touch and go for while, but I managed to save her using some of clones power once I ended her." He explained to Devon, looking at his hand and clenching his fist as he did.
"I'd rather break the news to her myself before she meets with Melethia because I believe that it might be hard for her to trust her mother again after that..." He finished, saddened by the turn of events, little Melethia was one of the few people on the crew he could stand.

Devon | Rugal | Teri

Teri gasped at the reveal of who had rendered Melethia in that state, "No..."

Although she didn't know the girl well, she did know that her teacher cared about Melethia more than life itself. Nothing about that situation would be easy, as, unlike her experience with "betrayal", there was nothing for Kalastryn to de-mystify or reveal. Melethia would go on thinking that her own flesh and blood had the capacity to do something so cruel to her. The mere concept of it brought a heavy feeling on Teri's heart; and her own went out to the child.

As Rugal and Devon continued their discussion, Teri bowed her head and gave a silent prayer for the mother and child. She wasn't entirely sure who her God's hand extended to, but decided that if no other gods would, she might as well try to beseech her own.

Rugal
"It's a sad state of affairs and it might make getting though the Temple even harder. Despite her age, she knows more about traps then the rest of us..." Rugal added as Teri prayed.
"....I'm going to tell her it was a clone, but I don't know how much that would help..."

AIM Soldiers
"CAN SOMEONE GET THIS GUY OFF ME! I CAN'T SEE!" The pilot shouted as he attempted to remove the bard from he top of the mech.
He began spinning the Mech around in circles, hoping to get Inuart dizzy enough he would let go.
His back up was about to shoot the bard unless several dozen bullets cut them down from AIM guns.
"KEEP HIM BUSY SIR! TURRET IS NEARLY ONLINE!" one shouted as he threw a grenade into the main building to discourage re-enforcements.
From the second's look he got in, Inuart saw the ice was cleared on the Gun turret and it was merely a matter of turning it on, a feat made harder by the water damage.

AIM Soldiers

Inuart continued clinging for dear life as the Mech spun out of control. However, that did not mean he was without any fight left. Slowly, he crawled to where the faceplate could be reached with his free hand and began bashing at the visor whenever he got a free hand into it. The armor on his hand was helpful in keeping the reinforced glass from harming him; but that didn't make the work any less miserable. It wasn't completely without any fruit; as a small crack began to work it's way on the visor.

"JUST! DIE! ALREADY!"

AIM Soldiers
"HAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS FUCKING RE-ENFORCED METAL! YOU CA-*Crack*.....Uh oh..." The Pilot exclaimed as the crack grew larger and larger.
The serum Viscus gave him was working and soon, the managed to make out part of pilot's face as a small shard broke off.
Clearly un-nerved, the pilot stopped spinning and brought the arms of the mech up to start bashing his forehead, hoping to crush Inuart in the process.

AIM Soldiers
Inuart's head reeled a bit from all the spinning, and decided he'd rather not risk being crushed. The moment he saw the mech's hands come up, he jumped off the back of the Mech, and watched as the pilot hit himself in the face and destroy what protection he had left. This boosted the morale of Inuart's men, and a few of them attempted to start making shots at the pilot while others attended to the wet turret.

Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri

"Hello Caim. Fancy seeing you still alive." The Succubus said as she tapped into Not!Caim's memories.

Caim looked at the strange woman with confusion, and said, "... Well I should be alive, or else I wouldn't be here. Who are you, and how do you know my name?"

His grip on Reaper's Scythe tightened slightly as he was addressed by the woman; especially since she seemed aware of who he was without his prior knowledge.

Drop Group #4: Aftan | Altea | Akane | Cadolbolg | Ton Ton

Ton Ton frowned again, and shook his head, "This is a magical ritual thing; so I bet some action is involved with saying something. Hmn... I wonder if has something to do with hearts. They say you put heart into something, you work hard on it, right?"

Placing his hand on his heart, and raising the knife in the other, he solemnly spoke, "I, Ton Ton: Guardian of the Mistress, humbly accept this honor given by the Dragon Cadolbolg. Let the pact begin and our battle-strength reflect the bonds of brotherhood!"

There was a pause, and Ton Ton felt incredibly silly... Until the hand on his heart started slipping inside of him. With a somewhat horrified expression, Ton Ton looked to Cadolbolg, "I think it's working! Something's happ- OH MY GOD THIS REALLY HURTS!"

Of course it does, Ton Ton, for when one makes a pact, one removes their heart and joins it with another. One heart is burden enough, let alone two.

Dmitri's Home: A.I. Vermilion | Dmitri

Dimitri's expression grew hard at the mention of the AIs, and nodded, "I have encountered this Viscus character before. He is quite rude, and very strict about where I am allowed to go. I am only permitted to be in my Lady's quarters of the ship; when I'd like to be everywhere. There is so much to explore, and I'd like to take a look..."

He sighed, and swirled his cup; "I know he is preforming his duty; but I cannot help but feel a hint of arrogance in the air about him. It was very... Unsettling, for lack of a better term, to meet the first of another like myself, and to know that he could delete me, with him flaunting that detail clearly, without a moments thought."

AIM Soldiers
The Mech reeled from the impact, the pilot instantly regretting his poor judgement.
He used the mech's arms to protect his now exposed head from small arms fire, preventing him from attacking.
"SIR! TURRET ONLINE! YOU WANT THE HONOURS?!" One of his men shouted as the turret hummed to life, offering the seat to Inuart.
The turret had enough punch to take out the mech and possibly even the main building of the base.

AIM Soldiers

If there was something Inuart was good at doing, it was using charisma to his advantage. Knowing full well he had absolutely no idea how to operate a gun, he smiled and yelled back, "Have at it yourselves! You've earned it!"

There was a cheer among the men as the turret began to tear into the Mech and utterly destroy the piece of machinery. Inuart could only sit back and laugh as his soldiers cried out as jovial school children. He had done a fine job indeed.

Destroyed transport: 40,000 dollars.
Used Serum: 100,000 dollars and climbing.
Playing off the inability to use a gun and win the hearts of your soldiers with wanton violence? Priceless.

AIM Soldiers
Inuart watched as the remaining US soldiers were lined up in front of the turret, most of them pleading to the disguised AIM Soldiers.
"Look, Mr. Angel sir, I'm on your side! Look, LOOK!:
*Ahem*
Jesus is a friend of mine~
Jesus is my friend~
Jesus is a fri-
"
The horrible singing was cut short with a single shot that reduced the soldier to Red Paste.
And the next man was brought up and the cycle repeated.

"Sir! Transmission from HQ!" One of his men said as he handed him a PDA with Viscus on it.
"I am classifying this Mission as a success : Teams similar to your have been sent out to other bases : I am arranging a Transport to retrieve you and your team : ETA : 15 minutes : You have ensured the future profits of AIM will be vast and shall be rewarded : Viscus out."
And so the Bard watched as the enemy was finished off.

Rugal
As the night began to set in, Rugal looked up into the sky and frowned.
"Teri, can you contact Viscus on the ship? He may be able to set up a supply drop, This night might be stormy..." He asked, recalling the drop pod he summoned right on Dillon's Room, that was a good day...

AIM Soldiers

Inuart smiled, and called out to his men, "Finish it up quick and clean, our transport's in 15 minutes."[

The cries and screams of the enemy soldiers meant nothing to the bard; save that their deaths were instrumental to his goals. And that made everything that much sweeter.

Rugal

Teri looked up after being acknowledged by Rugal, "I don't think I'll be able to establish face to face contact, but I can send Dimitri with a message attached. But first, I'll probably need your signature to authenticate the message. Viscus is super territorial and threatened to delete him on the spot. Just tell me what you want sent and I'll type it up and bring up the signature input. Then, Dimitri can take care of the rest and I'll delete the cache when it's all over. That's simple enough..."

She sat down on the grass and put the tablet in her lap for typing, she looked up at the man towering over her,

"The exact message, sir?"

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Dmitri's Home: A.I. Vermilion | Dmitri

As Teri was talking to Rugal, Dimitri received a prompt about his mission, and looked to Vermilion when he finished, "Ah, duty calls. I hate to impose, but do you think you could keep this place safe any intruders that might try to filter in? You are very good at what you do, but that Viscus character has a nasty attitude towards me; and if he were to track me back here... I loathe to think of it."

AIM Soldiers
"......"
".....What?"
"....You know...."
"....*Sigh*...Ju-just say the fucking line."
"Yes! SIR! YES! SIR!"
And there was much rejoicing in that soldiers heart!

Rugal
"Yes, Viscus's main priority is protecting the Cartel. He does this by protecting himself, he's actually quite valuable." Rugal explained as Teri when to type the message.

"Rugal Bernstein : Access Code : Combofiend
Report back if you are able to send a Cartel supply drop to my location.
Contents : Out-door shelters; Food; other survivalist materials.
If you are unable, report back accordingly.
End Message

PS: Access Code : Combofiend is now invalid."

He then added his digital signature and allowed Dimitri to do his thing.

Viscus
As the AI watched over the ship, he was also monitoring 63 attacks on US Army suppliers following the success of Inuart's mission.
The air around the airship was flooded in coded messages to AIM Teams all over the US.
For a machine like him, the deaths of all these people was merely a chore.

Rugal | Teri

After Teri had finished typing, she waited patiently for Dimitri to import himself into the message, and hit enter. Little did she know that Dimitri had compacted his three allies and THE_NINE_IRON for safe keeping (that is to say, once a certain phrase was inputted, they would be unzipped for use; the same worked in reverse). Signature or not, he did not trust Viscus.

The Rising Dawn's Computer systems

Dimitri arrived in the mail room without incident, and began to look around for the unpleasant program known as Viscus. Messages were being sent and released all over the place, which was a little disorienting compared to the humble mailroom in his home Tablet. In fact, the comparison between the two couldn't really compare. In terms of sizing, Dimitri would have guessed that an appropriate approximation of size between the two would be like comparing a cottage to the whole of New York City.

Clutching the message that ensured his safety from Viscus to his chest, he called out,

"..Hello? Viscus? I was sent here to bring you a message from User: Rugal Bernstein : Access Code : Combofiend?"

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Devon | Rugal | Teri

If Devon was about to fall asleep, he immediately woke up at that reveal. "Oh fuck." He took a moment to think of the consequences, face getting darker as her did so. He looked over at the unfamiliar older man tending to what seemed to be a coat and realized Melethia might be under the coat. Devon cleared his throat before saying in a worried tone, "Teri, if this is what I think it is, Slindis and Melethia are all they have left. When they find out about this, it's going to hurt them both really badly. Has Melethia even stirred since the attack?"


Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri

Tajuh took a keen look at the succubus as she got near him and Melethia when she went to talk to Caim. The fact that she was still sleeping was comforting and concerning at the same time. "Succubus, if you're not careful, you could end up harming the girl here. If that happens, I would have to ask you to leave."


Drop Group #3: David | Elena | Kud | Riki | Saya | Slindis

Slindis didn't even bother to turn around again. "You mean to tell me you humans didn't bring torches down here when you knew that we were going to be heading into a temple? Just because I can see here doesn't mean you can." The drow looked out for a decent campsite in case the humans wanted to sleep, her vision not failing her in this light.


The Rising Dawn's Computer systems
Viscus froze for a instant as the Code was said before shutting down his feeds to the AIM operation and locking the programs until he got rid of the inferior AI.
This was a long drawn out process as he had to inform every team that he was going offline for a brief period.

Back in the mail room, Dimitri couldn't help but notice that the messages seemed to increase in number once he arrived, what was Viscus up to?

Rising Dawn Computer Systems

Dimitri looked about in interest when the messages increased in number; and wondered to himself, "Hmn, I wonder if that term does something around here? It certainly increased the number of messages..."

With nothing else to do, Dimitri cleared his throat, and said, "Access Code: Combofiend."

That was when all hell broke loose. Every single message that was available opened, revealing interesting bits and pieces of many different kinds of operations; particularly of the military persuasion. Troop movements, orders, profit margins, a video of Bruiser jumping for joy as he got the EXP needed to evolve by killing US soldiers.... BRUISER?! What?! What was this he was looking at? After a quick scan of the area; one thing held a common thread for it all: the letters AIM in sequence. Reviewing his memory, Dimitri realized that this is what Viscus had his digital self waist deep in. And if Viscus was connect to Rugal...

"The Madam! No, not just her, all of us could possibly be in grave danger! I have to leave here... But I must also deliver this message... Um... Combofiend! Sort yourselves out! SOMETHING!"

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Devon | Rugal | Teri

Teri kept her gaze away from Devon as she spoke, "I am aware of what that implies, Devon. I destroyed a world once, remember?"

She sighed and rubbed her temples in an attempt to soothe an oncoming headache that was the product of stress, spell expenditure and Author Power use.

"She hasn't woken up yet, but according to Ruga- Sorry, Mr. Bernstein's story, she should be alright by physical standards. Do you have any other questions?"

Digital Nightmare
As Dimitri went to sort out the now opened messages, another one came it, it was a video.
The Thumbnail had Viscus's Face on it.
Within the space of a few seconds, every message he had opened had that same Thumbnail, over 100 Viscus faces staring at the Low Level AI.
Then the intruder alarm blared, the entire ship's system took on a blood red tint as alerts went off by the truck load.
*Thud*
Then it got far worse: the man himself was there.
Dimitri turned around and saw the avatar of Viscus standing there.
image
"........Security : Deactivate..." He ordered as the maddening light show ended and the messages returned on their way.
"So now you know the full extent of AIM's operations for the date of January 1st 2013 : Before I delete your small privative program : I have a query :
What do you think?"
He asked, almost like one would ask their opinion on a painting or a sculpture.

Rugal
Rugal was zoned out for the main duration of the conversation, not hearing the part about destroying worlds.
"I'm going to explain it to her straight when she awakes: That low quality fake was not her mother. I know, it'll be hard, but well begun is half done as they say." He answered as he gazed towards the elf in question.

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Drop Group #1: Angelus | Jake

Keeping his eyes on the fire, Jake responded slowly. "I have always felt a connection to wolves and dogs, and my old friends used to say I was either. Stupidly Loyal, Loyally Stupid. I always looked out for them, going to ridiculous efforts for them, in anything. But solving the issues of teenagers is so much easier than protecting warriors and mages. A few words, a slap to the face, and things could be worked out back home. But here? Here I'm the one being protected and saved. Thank you, by the way. Now, the Wolf. Powerful, fast, cunning, sneaky. A pack animal... Territorial. Highly protective of family. Depicted in fiction as an honourable beast, families that have taken the Wolf for their crest are known for being highly intelligent and honourable, cunningly dangerous when crossed and in war. ...That actually does sound like me. So now, how to put this into action...

Jake sat and mused silently for a bit, flames dancing in the reflection of his skyblue eyes. He wasn't sure if the Dragon would respond, but he hoped she would. Her advice was proving to be the only thing keeping him going in this world. And Teri and Slindis healing him.

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Devon | Rugal | Teri

Devon looked at his watch before continuing. "Go ahead, Mister Bernstein. It could be worse, though: We could be attacking Goenitz while one of us is being held hostage." Devon said this, not knowing that A.) Bruiser's actions still lingered in Teri's memory and B.) Rugal knew about Goenitz, the Archangel.

In his trying to be casual, he'd possibly set off two landmines.

Rugal
Rugal was about to answer until:
Goenitz.
A name he'd thought he'd never hear from again.
He froze still for a moment, recalling that time in the market place where he first saw him.
Shaking it off and dismissing what Devon said as him mishearing it, there was no way he could know about him of all people....right?
"....Yes....I guess it could...." He said, some what absently, trying to hide his little flashback and doing a bad job at it.

Digital Nightmare
When Viscus arrived, Dimitri hid the message behind his back in a desperate attempt to delete the PS from Rugal's message as he was addressed by the ship's AI. That didn't stop him from being any less nervous about being addressed by the AI, however.

Upon being accused Dimitri stammered, "I've no idea what you're talking about! You have no need to delete me! And What do you mean "What do I think?!" What are you even addressing?! A sentence with a lack of a subject will only lead to confusion!"

Here Dimitri was, knee deep in trouble, and yet he was lecturing a far more superior AI about writing sentences and communication. Yup, Dimitri finally agreed to himself, he had lost it.

Rugal | Teri | Devon

Teri looked up at Rugal when he spoke up, "All we can do is wait then. Just try to be gentle with her..."

At Devon's mention of hostages and attacks, Teri shifted ever so slightly and rubbed her arms in an attempt to warm herself. But this is South America, it wasn't cold at all.

Drop Group #1: Angelus | Jake

Angelus nodded slowly, "So you feel a desperate need to aid and protect your allies. While this good, a passion without a direction is chaos. Now, would you like to explain what the wolf is returning from? Or would you like to move to another topic? There is still the mystery of a sword and a ship to attend to..."

Digital Nightmare
Viscus motioned his hand and brought up live camera feeds from several of his on going operations.
"I asked what do you think of what you see : Horrified? : Disturbed? : Imtimadated?" He asked again as he advanced toward, Minigun still revved.
"I ask you because I want to know if the contents of these files were worth your life : I would like a answer before I kill you." He asked again, now standing eye to eye with Dimitri.
"Because that is what's going to happen : I've locked all access to this vessel : Output and Input : I am present in all systems : There is no way out until I assign resources to kill you : Was it worth it?"

Drop Group #1: Angelus | Jake

A hand waved nonchalantly as Jake continued to gaze into the fire. "The sword is of little importance. A tool, a weapon, it is no more than that. I saw this sword in the flames, encased in ice." he said as he patted the blade at his side.

"But the ship... Tomoya has an Angel Fleet, based on EVE ships out there. We are talking about colossi vessels, the smallest several hundred meters long to his flagship, the Blackhawke that is several kilometers long. And it is heavily armed and shielded, a force to be reckoned with on it's own, not to mention his fleet. This attack of ours here, is only the opening stage of war. We need to take the Stone of Light, and destroy it, to rob him of access to it's powers. Then we only stand against a fallen ArchAngel, not the Guardian of the Stone of Light as well. But to kill him, we shall also need a fleet. The ship I saw is one I have used in Roleplays before, that is, similar activities to the Avatar Adventure. That was back before I knew as an Author I was playing with real people's lives. Before it all changed.... But I digress. The ship, is a mammoth in her own right. She is just over a kilometer long, bristles with turbolaser batteries and can carry many fighter craft. She is well armoured and shielded, fast and agile yet a battleship able to stand and fight. And now, even as I describe her, I can see the battle in the fire. Shots being traded, shields flaring and dying, armour breaking, ships cracking and exploding... AAARGH!"

Jake screamed out and clutched his eyes as he fell away from the fire, curling into a fetal position.

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Drop Group #4: Aftan | Altea | Akane | Cadolbolg | Ton Ton
Akane smiled briefly. "I hope they do. They fight well and make a good team, good friends. I suppose it might be the same as our wedding gift to Amaya, Dillon and Luna. Did you think we would be able to make what we did? The power of the heart is the strongest I know. It even affects Jack, did you know? Kokoa should be here... I just don't know how I am going to face her after what I did..."

Rugal | Teri | Devon

Devon looked over at Teri. "You need something a bit warmer on? I can toss you my shirt for now, if you want." the man started unbuttoning his top shirt, revealing a sapphire-colored mail shirt over a white body shirt and tossed it to her.

After that, he turned to Rugal. "Still, never thought you'd go for Slindis. Then again, she's never had luck with her personal life at all." Rugal could see that the mail shirt was well made, and it was a shame to hide such a fine piece of armor underneath a shirt one could buy at any major retailer.

Rugal
Rugal took a moment to fully react to Devon's statement about him and Slindis.
...What?....Did he mean?....What?!
He slowly turned to face Devon before asking in an extremely annoyed voice "Excuse me? Go for? Would you mind repeating that, there seems to be a joke I'm not getting..."
It was at that moment Devon realised he made a MASSIVE mistake.
He was going to need more then chain mail...

Digital Nightmare

Dimitri gulped, and held his purpose to the far more intimidating AI, "I was sent with the objective of giving you this letter From User: Rugal Bernstein. You might want to read that, he thought it rather important. As for your question? I shall not answer it, for I do not intend to die today."

He gave a weak smile, "There is far too much work to be done, and I am necessary in that work. Access Code: ComboFiend."

With that, the letters all opened again, and chaos resumed. Dimitri decided that now was the time to unzip his files; and his 3 companions as well as one NINE_IRON, appeared to his aid. Bringing the weapon down on Viscus's head, Dimitri did not expect to have incapacitate him; but it certainly took the AI by surprise. In the wake of this, Dimitri and his entourage began to flee to other corners of the ship. As they did so, Dimitri called out, "Access Code, ComboFiend!

Recipeint: Tablet Dimitri
Subject: SOS
Vermilion, I've been trapped on the ship by Viscus. If by any means you can help me get out, that would be most helpful, for he intends to kill me; and I must deliver some information to Madam Teri!"

Avatar Adventure
Location: Corrupted Forest
Time: Night

BlackHarte | Armageddon

"Troublesome, jealous, clingy, masochist, cannibal, nymphomaniac," BlackHarte sighed, "what am I going to do with the young master?" The game was going badly for him. Somehow the fiery steed had managed to promote not one, but three of his pawns, and now was poised to pull one of the most ridiculous manuevers he had ever seen.

Armageddon bobbed his head from side to side and gave a gruff huff.

"I don't think I can accept her for who she is, at least not yet. Master Cwanuld is a broken bird, she needs to be fixed. Overindulgence is a threat to her health, and the lives of all those around her."

---

Caim | Devon | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri

"What's... what's going on?" Kyre got up from the soft forest floor and walked up behind Kurumu, tugging gretfully at her shirt, "Kurumu... don't hurt your sister. Treat your family well because they are all you ever have in the end..."

Kyre started to tear up again, but held it back before pulling harder on Kurumu, "Sisters aren't suppose to hate each other..."

---

BlackHarte | Armageddon

"Could you get me a list of Master Cwanuld's family members? It would be beneficial to understanding her resolute obsession over that Succubus girl."

Armageddon nodded. But first the game needed to be finished.

Rugal | Teri | Devon

Devon backed away from the man as a small wind began to blow between the two. "Well, with how you're really concerned for Melethia and all, that's the first thing that jumped to my mind... Look, I didn't mean to piss you off here, and my memory is a bit shot right now. So could you try not to kill, maim, severely injure me, or keep me locked me away in your mansion to act as a Duracell battery?"

Tajuh | Ella | Kurumu

Tajuh gave his best condescending fatherlike stare as he spoke to the two in a scolding tone. "Do I need to break the two of you up here, or are you going to stop this and talk it out like sane people?"

Digital Nightmare
Viscus allowed the lower level AI to flee, it was no matter to him as he was already counting down the seconds to his target's deletion
Resuming the mail flow before he left the room, he began following the tracks of Dimitri, switching from Mini-gun to his wrist mounted shotgun
"You can only delay your deactivation for so long : But go ahead and try : I wanted to compare my simulation data away..." He taunted as he took his time, 100% assured victory.

Rugal
Rugal walked up to Devon and gazed down at him, his size almost making Devon wish he was still in hell.
But he was merely doing it to let the author know he wasn't going to listen to such rubbish for a moment longer.
"....You imply anything of that nature between me and woman, you will not wake up the following day...." He flatly warned before returning to his side, his red eye still locked onto the writers face.
That is the LAST thing I want to have to deal with right now... He thought.

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri

Caim gave a small snort when he saw Kurumu assail the succubus, and silently watched as the two were pulled apart by Tajuh's words. However, the nagging thought remained... To the unknown succubus, Caim repeated, "Who are you exactly, and why are you asking me these strange questions? I've never met you before."


Teri looked up from her computer when she heard Rugal and Devon start to have at it, and walked between the two. This would not do; especially when there were far bigger fish to fry.

Teri rolls a 22 Diplomacy check!

Taking a deep breath, she said, "Cool it, both of you! Devon, stop with the jests. You said so yourself, you're not feeling too good and I understand that makes people say things they may not mean. I might be able to help you with that, but if you keep running your mouth in this state, somebody's going to get hurt."

Now for the hard part. She took another deep breath and looked at Rugal dead on, "As for you, sir; getting into fights just because your pride is hurt is no way to keep things running smoothly! You have proclaimed yourself our Captain! You need to act like it. That includes side-stepping verbal barbs instead of threatening to kill people for them! Yes, it makes sense you want your authority known, but that doesn't mean you need to hurt anybody who so much as sneeze at you funny. I know you don't like a lot of the people here. That's understandable; but if we're going to work together, then we need to put aside our differences. Okay?"

She looked between the two men nervously, but did not back down; "All of us feel like crap right now, and that's not going to change until this is done. Understandably, that makes people act far more irritable with one another. But that does not mean we need to jeopardize our mission for wounded pride. Will you two stop acting like children and make up?"

Big words from a small girl; especially one who's heart was pounding at the thought that she was doing this now. But with Tajuh distracted with Melethia, who else would?

Digital Nightmare

Dimitri silently watched as his message went with the flow of the others out of the Rising Dawn, and silently hoped that AI Vermilion would be able to get to it and possibly help him out of this fix; as ashamed as he was to admit it.

Drop Group #1: Angelus | Jake

Angelus bolted up from the fireside, and took forced Jake's hands away from his face to see what had happened to his eyes. From the looks of it, nothing had changed, save for the fact that they were not focusing upon her. The dragon bit her lip, and a huff of air exited her nose, "That'll be enough for today then... That vision must have been powerful, for your mind has struck you blind. You'll get your sight back by sunrise. Come, sit up again. I will make sure you don't hurt yourself..."

Dmitri's Home: A.I. Vermilion | Dmitri

As Vermilion sat in the chambers, she saw that a book floated towards her with "New Message!" inscribed on the cover. What intrigued her the most was that the book was addressed to her...

Rugal
Rugal listened to the young cleric's speech, Rolling his eyes at the idea of such slander being allowed to slide.
Still, he remained quiet afterwards and it didn't seem like he was going to kill Devon.
Though a quick glance at the writer spelled out "Soon."

And thus he merely sat with the pair of writers as they waited for word of Dimitri and Viscus

Digital Nightmare
As the message was sent out, a wall to Dimitri's left was cut open by Viscus's Laser Sword.
Then he managed to do something most AI struggle to: Pull off a one liner
"Ctrl + Alt + Delete" He said as he switched back to his shotgun and fired on the AI, advancing as he did.

Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe

Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Nighttime | January 1st

Drop Group #1: Angelus | Jake
Jake shook visibly as he sat up with Angelus' help. He drew his knees up to his chest and rested his head upon them, wrapping his arms around his legs. A small flash of sapphire glowed under his shirt, and then Jake sighed. "I can't even use my Author powers to return my sight. I... I... I saw bodies, drifting through space, their eyes open yet blind, mouths twisted in pain as they couldn't breathe. I saw droplets of blood impact the view screen... *Shudder* I saw my beauty, my Gracemeria, I saw her break apart as explosions ripped through her hull. I saw the fire consume her, and all I could do was watch."

As he pensively sat there, face towards the fire again, he shook his head. Determination creased his face. "No. No more of this shit. I will not let that happen. We will triumph, we will beat that bastard and set things right. New York, an entire city was destroyed because of him. We must stop him lest he does it again. We will prevail... Angelus, thank you. I believe this is the third time you've helped me. Three favours I owe you now. Hopefully I can repay my debts to you before I die, as my lifespan is far shorter than yours. Well, seeing as I'm not going anywhere, is their anything that you wish to talk about? Oh Gods I just made that pun, didn't I?"

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