Battleworld

@kingvenus: KnightWing was back in the arena, which now took a shape similar to that of NYC. his opponent, Venus, was an enigma, winning quickly and unfathomably, but was in the final eight, so KW supposed she was good. He had to up his game if he was to survive the final round of the tournament. He pressed a button on his wrist computer, and his four other arms became visible. He climbed up to the top of a building, scanning for his enemy, while drawing two knives, two grenades, and a sniper rifle. He fired three shots nto the air and yelled "Come and get me!"

@darkknightwing: Examining the bullets hit the ground of the battle field one by one.. Venus becomes eerie, Venus goes into his state of Astral Sleep, Astral Sleep allowing his body to make a astral Duplicate of himself. Muttering slight sinister words Venus dashes towards Knightwing in a timely manner."If you suggest!"

@kingvenus: "Magic. Always magic." As a rule of thumb, KnightWing knew that someone seeming to pass out, then duplicating, is a warning sign of magic. He shot twice, aiming at the clone, and original. Then, without waiting to see the results, he replaced the rifle with both a handgun and a grapple gun. He swung towards the next building, hoping his enemy wasn't bulletproof.

@darkknightwing: After receiving a slight blow to the lower stomach, Venus' body goes under mere effect. Before Venus could feel it, he makes another duplicate to avoid the pain KnightWing has caused him."our think this is over?"Venus murmured. Venus' 2nd but most enhanced astral duplicate teleports to KnightWing's Exact location with ease. "Well what do you have to say now?"Venus' says in a sinister voice.

@kingvenus: From the top of a faraway-ish building?

Sorry still kind of a newbie to this whole thing, and i didn't see that

@kingvenus: Me too, I'm just a beginner to this kind of thing

@kingvenus said:

@darkknightwing: After receiving a slight blow to the lower stomach, Venus' body goes under mere effect. Before Venus could feel it, he makes another duplicate to avoid the pain KnightWing has caused him."our think this is over?"Venus murmured. Venus' 2nd but most enhanced astral duplicate teleports to KnightWing's Exact location with ease. "Well what do you have to say now?"Venus' says in a sinister voice.

KnightWing saw that his shot had grazed his foe, but sensed that he was also nearby. He exchanged his guns for six knives, and charged with deadly rage. . .

. . .Unless you want to be allies with me, that is!

@darkknightwing: Yeah lets be allies... this whole rpg thing was a bit much for my first time :P

@kingvenus: KnightWing suddenly received a telepathic message. "Help me get out of this arena! Perhaps we can assist each other..." KnightWing fired into the air with precision, knocking out the cameras. He then nodded to his former foe, and climbed slowly down the building. "Sounds like a plan. Lets get out of here." He led the way through a series of interconnected tunnels he had previously found. One led to his quarters, where they emerged. "So, I got brought here by some unknown force, who told me to enter the tournament and watch out for the one called Voidling. I haven't heard back, so I really don't know what to do." Just then, a new message pinged it's way into his inbox. Meet me by the exits to the arena at 10:00. Bring your new friend. //////.

Hope you don't mind me writing your character a bit.

@darkknightwing: i don't mind.. im fine with it. i will start writing in a bit

Good to know, I need a small break myself. Back in five!

@kingvenus: Later, as they walked towards the predetermined location, KnightWing tried to make small talk. "Can I ask you some questions?" "Shoot." "Where are you from? How did you get here? What can you do?"

Vel dropped her gaze, her tail belying her feelings as its angry lash began to droop, falling low to the ground. "Yeah," she said softly, folding her arms and averting her eyes, looking at neither Trinity nor Jungala. What if Trinity was right? What if she was wasting her time here, what if her quest was hopeless? What if everything she'd done had been for nothing?

"Maybe you should do it, instead," she said softly. "Take my place, and... and you can fight him, and I'll..." she shrugged slightly. She wasn't exactly wanted on Illea. Her new "position" as ambassador had been the best way her people could ensure she didn't return to her home planet, she knew that. "And I can just go."

@velaaru_of_illea: @jungala: Noting the Illian's shift in demeanor, Trinity made a conscious effort to dial back her own aggression, though she remained hazed in the air of domineering superiority perpetually floating about her. Her first concern was solely in how long it had taken Vel'aaru to understand, her first reaction to explain her point further. And then take her up on the offer.

But she didn't. Surgically implanted mirror neurons flared barely above conscious level, connecting The Destructor to another in a way she didn't entirely understand. Shallow connections, but gradually deepening as her body had more time to adapt and recognize the newer parts of her as parts that belonged; she came to understand others better, beyond recognition of anger as the Ancient intended. Antonia Dain's forced connections fought Nordok's chronically accessible built-in instincts. And although she still recognized herself as right, that was that, and Trinity considered that further pushing would be socially unacceptable.

"No," she said, taking a step into the voidling's personal space. "You've already started, and you will finish." She considered briefly that the rules might not allow one to swap out, but that didn't matter to her. Stepping aside, she placed herself directly in Vel's eyeline, her ever-cold sky blue glare belying her intent as she explained. "There is a chance the Imperium is warned of my apostasy." Sluurm certainly had enough time to recover. "If so, then they will know me by name, and then you will have far more trouble for that association than if you go through the tournament yourself.

"You've not much longer now. In the event you should fail, I'll be watching. I will not let you die."

@darkknightwing: @kingvenus: Nice bit of work, you two!

psshhshhhhhhhhhhhhahahahahahhahahahhahahahahahha

@velaaru_of_illea: :P i have to be as nice as i can!!!!!! xD

@kingvenus: Kievan is an alt of Lady Liberty, one of the RPG board's oldest and most prolific contributers. :P

@kingvenus: Hehe thank you. This is actually an alt account of a very old Viner, so I should probably be making a similar offer. ^_^

@velaaru_of_illea: Lay off the new folks, you. ;P

@kievan_of_haloga: >:3

@velaaru_of_illea: I AM DUMB!

@kievan_of_haloga: Lady Liberty it is my honor <3

@kingvenus: You're fine! @velaaru_of_illea is just being mean because she knows she can't beat my Inevitable. ;)

@kingvenus:

@kingvenus: I'm actually Nordok/Inner_Demon, but I'll take that as a high compliment!

@kievan_of_haloga:

Or are you?

Wait what.

@deaths_daughter: What what?

@deaths_daughter: gosh are you an alt too?

@kievan_of_haloga: *has thought you were LL for days now*

@kingvenus: Hehe we're both members of Altoholics Anonymous.

@kingvenus: Yup, I'm Vel'aaru/Nymphixia/Ziah/etc./etc./etc.

@kievan_of_haloga: @deaths_daughter: Atleast follow me you two :P

@kingvenus: Hehe sure, but following hasn't meant much since the took away the "who's online" feature. ><

Always stay in character? Seems so...

@kievan_of_haloga: Also, thanks, I try. I'm new too, so a rule book would be in order, but there doesn't seem to be one.

@darkknightwing: All in one:

http://www.comicvine.com/forums/rpg-9/official-information-thread-updated-7-14-14-575773/#1

@kievan_of_haloga: Thanks! *Bat-swings away to go read it*

Trinity is the most consistently easy person with whom I can write posts I'm satisfied with.

[[ Oy! ]]

Vel tilted her head slightly, listening though not fully understanding. While she and her people weren't culturally foolish, per se, they had long ago abandoned the concept of critical or philosophical thinking as something unnecessary and therefore a waste of effort (and time that could be spent playing). Thus, Trinity's tendency towards speaking in what Vel could only assume was metaphor left the youthful illian beauty a little nonplussed. Thus, she did manage to get the jist of what the ex-Destructor was saying. Trinity was the ideal warrior for this situation, while Vel'aaru's self-doubt and fear would get the job botched.

"Maybe we could... maybe we could do it together? Like, because they know I'm here, but not about you. So you could be a kind of hidden card in our game of doro'vaz."

@velaaru_of_illea: [Vey!]

"That's what I said." The obscure cultural reference didn't bother Trinity; they were operating on the same page, even if potentially on different paragraphs. In a manner of speaking, they were suggesting the same thing. Though Trinity's intent was to act totally and completely how she saw fit, when she saw fit. What that meant for the Illian and her companions, or anyone for that matter, she hadn't decided yet, but planning, she decided, would be superfluous. When the moment arrives, I'll know. Such was her faith in her connection to the Cosmos.

@schlampe: @velaaru_of_illea:

"Refuel!" Daltar slurred, banging his cup on the bar.

"Sir, I think you've had enough. Your physiology-" the blue-skinned barkeep yelped as he ducked a plasma bolt, which shattered several bottles on the rack behind him.

"When your planet gets wiped out, you can tell me I've had enough! Now fill the cup or I empty my clip!"

@schlampe:

Vel'aaru nodded, swallowing and then sitting on the edge of her bed, her expression a bit despondent. She was going to be the hero for once, the one people looked up to. She'd done so much work in getting here, but now it seemed like she'd end up playing second-fiddle again. This time to an even more fierce ally. The illian's tail swished once more before laying limp beside her, and it was a moment before she glanced at Jungala, then back to Trinity. "We'll do that, then. I'd invite you to stay here, but there may not be enough room."

@velaaru_of_illea: Trinity noted the Illian's behaviour but, despite what could be described as a mild curiosity, her response was an impassive shrug. "I'll be with the ship."

And with that, she turned to exit, leaving the others alone.

@schlampe: [[ *sits on* That was an interesting scene. ]]