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Jarukoth  IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79  Posts: 3083/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| The director seemed to have quite a bit of ambition, and possibly some knowledge of top names in the business. Plus, Jarukoth would be lying if he said his words didn't influence him... Jarukoth: "Let's not waste any more time then! What shall we do first?" Jarukoth would never admit it, but he just wanted to show off. It wasn't every day that fighters of thier caliber appear out of nowhere... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82  Posts: 3153/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Old man: "First, you should probably get out of those ridiculous costumes..." At the entrance to Cleavon's trailer, which the aspiring director had led them to in his resigned sulking, stood a very strange old man, who leaned against the side of the structure, somehow appearing very dignified in the middle of this backlot. His hair was white, very well-combed. He wore a suit jacket with an ascot and long, black slacks. On his face was a very dignified looking white moustache. His left eye held a single glass monocle... "I'm quite sick of seeing all of these film actors nowadays raging about, trying to look so "cool" and "badass", as it were." His accent was thick and british, almost like John Cleese's, but not so cliche. Could this be Algus...? "Come, come now. Get yourselves into some decent clothing, I'll not have my films ruined by such cheese and wine." Schpiel: "Ah, ah! My benefactor..." ------------------------------------------------- The man said nothing, and guided Star into his back room. When he finally spoke, it was quite straight-laced, with almost no indication of French in him at all... Man: "Alright... I can drop ze accent now. She told me you would come. You, your lady friend, and her friend are all expected at her next concert. It is this Monday, the fifteenth of August. Four days. Do with them what you will, enjoy the sights. If this fails, then you will never be able to see our fair city again. She is at the club Rayonnement Mystique. To prove you truly understand the scale of loss that is at stake, you must sit through her concert, and make sure all goes well, alongside. Axel has caught wind of this... I fear Janus may not have notified us in time. When you get to the club, tell the bouncer at the front "The dawn is coming", and he will let you through if you can answer his question." The man's face went from mysterious to nervous, as he realized just what he had been unable to do... "Sadly... Even I do not know what the question is. Failing that, you can still gain entrance to the club, through the back entrance. You will have to deal with the Lady Raon's personal bodyguards, however... They are not to be taken lightly, swords and sorcery alone cannot stop them. It will take something more. What, I do not know. I am sorry, Monsieur Star. That is all I can tell you. I would advise you to get out, as well. Soon, Axel will send his monstrous creations after me. He knows all, sees all, even now he sees us acting upon his stage. Go." The man ushered Star out... Without telling him where the club was, of course. --------------------------------------- Schwa's progress was greatly appreciated... As he went to find Kaz, Janus and Grey journeyed to Egypt next, attempting to break into the pyramids that hid secrets of the past within. What they would find, however, was not what they, or Schwa, for that matter, expected... The portal opened, and out jumped the pair. Giza's great pyramids stood before them, evenly placed as pristine and grand as the days they were built. Janus: "Egypt. The Great Pyramids at Giza... Those mummified kings took a lot more with them than they thought..." Grey: "Another set of murals?" Janus: "That, and some interesting objects I want to take a look at before the days pass. Once I'm finished up here, we're going to focus on you, for a change, and meet up with Schwa. I've already called him to our aid, as far as I know he is gathering allies..." Grey: "Focus on me? I don't like the sound of that..." Janus: "You wouldn't." (edited by Guilty Grey X on 09-08-05 11:09 PM) |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66  Posts: 1973/2214 EXP: 2457091 For next: 4760 Since: 04-25-04 From: Spanaway, WA Since last post: 1 day Last activity: 13 hours |
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| "SCHWA!" "Kaz!" "I'm going to finish you once and for all!" The Cosmic Warrior closes in with his afterburners. By now the three of them, Kaz, Schwa and Yiusi, are flying over the watered side of a desert mountain (the non-desert side). "Yeah, I've heard you say THAT before..." Kaz closes in for an aerial rocket-tackle, and Schwa, refusing to put up with any BS today, grabs him and twists his arm in midair. Kaz stops flying. "GYARRGH, that freakin' HURTS! Let go, you frickin' bastard!" "Dude, you flew right into me." Schwa twists harder and clamps his arm like a vice. Kaz winces. "Okay, listen up... You're going to help me save the world this time... or more like, you're gonna help ME help a FRIEND save the world." "Or?" Twist! "GYORK!" "It ain't a hard choice, really." "As soon as you let go, I will boil and eat you, Schwa. Period." "Yiusi?" Yiusi smiles and waves her hands, performing her signature move; opening a portal. This one is green and wavering and emitting immense light. "Kaz, this portal will take you to the middle of an asteroid. You will die there. Unless you help us. So, whatsay you--" "Schwa, that's wrong! This leads nowhere NEAR an asteroid!" "YIUSI!!" "Shaddap, Schwa..." Kaz's voice is low and serious now. Schwa stares. "I'll help you. Just freakin' keep that portal away from me!" "Yiusi... Where the hell does that portal go?" Yiusi smiles again. "The Bittersquall Centuri Dimmension, Arcarak City." Kaz squirms. "Freakin' CLOSE that thing! Schwa, I'm your fwiend!" Yiusi closes it. Moments later, Kaz is flying alongside Schwa and Yiusi. "For God's sake, Yiusi! You can barely defend youself from a guy with a sword this whole time, and you've got a portal that goes to BITTERSQUALL CENTURI!!? What ARE you smoking? Dandelion?" "Dandelion is a weed," Kaz adds. "But you don't smoke it." "I don't like dandelions. Janus gave me some once, and I said they were weeds." Yiusi looks thoughtful as she flies. "Well, for one thing, it takes too much energy to open a portal like that. Secondly, I don't like doing that kind of thing to my enemies. Everyone similar to Kaz knows about the Bittersquall. Nightmare. I thought he needed some motivation to help us, that's all." "Yiusi, you're evil! As in, E-VILE!" Kaz tells her. "But I have to respect you for knowing that skill. Schwa... You were her friend this whole time and you didn't even tell me..." "You never asked." "DURRGH... From all over the galaxy, Oracles are respected, and especially by the Yamathians. That is my race, I am a Yamathian... or Cosmic Warrior, a Yamathian who donned a bionic suit of armor in the Red Sentinel War and fused with it. I'm the very last one left... I wanted to meet an Oracle someday, so she could predict my destiny and tell me if I would ever meet any of my kind remaining... But now the Oracles are the allies of Psi Warriors. All my hope is lost." "Kaz," Yiusi says to the pained Yamathian, "Let me tell you something I learned. People like us, we're supposed to make our own destinies. I could never predict the future, really, ever since I learned there was no definite future. Otherwise I would've known you would someday ally up with Schwa, and I would've told him. He asked me, after all." The three of them continue to talk, now as friends, as they fly across the desert (no longer mountain)... Unknown to Janus, it's the same desert he came to, though Schwa doesn't know either and isn't planning to meet him yet... on purpose, anyway... (edited by Schwa on 09-10-05 08:23 AM) |
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Jarukoth IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79 Posts: 3115/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| It had to be. Jarukoth was almost positive that this "benefactor" was the man they were looking for... Khrone nods back to Jarukoth, as if in agreement. They quickly pile into thier designated trailer, hoping not to anger anyone. They still needed to talk with him, after all.e, s Moments later, the two emerge, sporting more traditional martial arts outfits. Jarukoth: "How is this, sir?" Khrone: *whispering* "Hehehe...'sir'?" Jarukoth: *whispering* "Shaddap..." |
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