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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66  Posts: 2018/2214 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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| OOC: Shame there hasn't been much action in this thread... I mean, that's what it's here for... Same as Kirbynite, I also just feel the urge to write. So... There is a blue light outside for a moment, as Schwa lands his Disc outside the Cafe and enters. He's dressed in his formal outfit; navy blue uniform with a red stripe from the left shoulder to the right side of the thigh, circling the upper part of the uniform. Not Schwa, nor any Psi Warrior, tends to dress up formally very often. (After all, Sensae doesn't look at the clothes, he looks at the heart.) Emily, Schwa's Zraku protector, is following Schwa, and how she 'flew' here with Schwa is anyone's guess. They stroll in casually, blending in easily thanks to the huge amount of diversity portrayed in the SB community. "Wow... Big day yesterday. I never knew what it was like to feel like that." Emily's voice, though telepathic, is hearable by everyone in the room, exactly like someone was speaking words. "Yeah... That Pingo sure looks up to you, don't he?" "You know? Yeah, he does. Never noticed that before. Hey, let's see if we can find a familiar face in this crowd." "Right on, right on." The two stroll down the aisle in between the tables and head over to the ordering table. "One Tempest Chicken, please," Schwa says to the guy behind the counter. The guy on duty right now looks like something from Mony Python. "We're out. Come back later." Voice from the kitchen contradicts him. "Duuude, we got 'tree left! Far out!" "Oh, um... right. One Tempest Chicken? Will that be all?" "And a Melon Elixir." "One Tempest Chicken and a Melon Elixir?" "Indeed." "What size Elixir?" "Grr! Uh, medium." "One Tempest Chicken and a Medium Melon Elixir?" "Yes, just hit me already!" "You sure?" "'Scuse you?" "You said to hit you already. You sure, sir?" "No, that was a figure of speech, you dope!" "Ayayay, no flaming! Your order is 29, please give us, like, 5 minutes. Have a nice say, sir." *mutters* "Too late..." "What was that?" "I said 'You too, mate'." And Schwa and Emily head to an empty table. A minute later, Allaura has also made an appearance in the cafe, and immediately heads over to where Schwa and Emily are sitting. "This seat taken?" "Naw, go 'head." Allaura sits down. "Wow, Schwa... You really do amaze me." "I know, I know..." "Hey!" Allaura playfully bumps Schwa's shoulder. "How 'bout a thanks?" "Ouch, quitit..." "What, did that hurt or something, mushroom man?" "No, it just-- Wait a sec. Do NOT call me that. Do NOT call me that." "Mushroom maaaan!" Schwa grabs his hair for a moment. "Gai! Allaura, please... I'm still new at this news. I feel like my whole life is different now." "Not that different. Remember Arial, the Wind Goddess? She gave you your Air Elemental summon, and when you learned how to merge with it, you learned Thunder Glider and Psychic Earth almost right off the bat. Remember how you said you felt after you were merged? I was there, remember?" "Allaura..." "No, listen! You were all electric-like and transparent, and I was amazed... and we were fighting that Harpy Queen, and your electric skills turned the tables almost instantly! But what you said was, exact quote, 'Allaura, this is true freedom!'. "Allaura!" "What? You DID say that." Pause. "Okay, you're right. But it's like, I have all these spiritual bonds and DNA encodings... Oracle blood, Ma Pingon DNA, what next? Pretty soon I'll have so many encodings I'll be a freak of nature." "Well, that's something you may want to talk to Sensae about." "Gah... He'll confuse me if I do. The guy is all about riddles." "...Okay... But Schwa, listen..." "What?" "You're not a freak. I still like you." And with that, she leans over and kisses Schwa on the cheek. Schwa isn't really sure what just happened as Allaura gets up, exits the cafe, and flies out. "Did Allaura just kiss me?" "I dunno, Schwa, you sure this isn't a dream or a vision?" Someone walks up. "Tempest Chicken and Melon Elixir, sir." He expertly sets the plate and cup down. Schwa nods with a quick thanks and the butler-like man makes his exit. "Naw, I know she kissed me..." And Schwa begins to eat his afternoon meal. If anyone wants to sit by him, there are two open seats. |
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Forte.EXE Buzzy Beetle Level: 31  Posts: 279/396 EXP: 170237 For next: 15126 Since: 07-23-04 From: DenTech City - Maverick Hunter HQ Since last post: 1 hour Last activity: 1 hour |
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| "Well... fancy meeting you here," said a voice Schwa reconzied immediatly. Forte was looking at him. The Black Shadow then grinned. "So, what's my worthy opponent doing here..." Schwa could see a bit of his etheral energy flowing inside him. It seems he still held the data for Alpha Psibeam from their last battle located at the Uranet. He took a glance at Emily, as the two glared at eachother for some reason. "Hey brother," ForteZero ran up to his older brother, 'You forget why were here right?" "Yeah..." "Hey... it's that guy you fought... and his pet." "Hmm..." "Well come on bro, that Maverick will get away from us if we lose his trail." ForteZero dashed off. Forte looked at Schwa, glaring at him gently, before he followed after his little brother. The two soon vanished from their view. (Edited a bit to make a bit more sense...) (edited by Forte.EXE on 09-17-05 09:55 PM) (edited by Forte.EXE on 09-18-05 07:39 PM) |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82  Posts: 3196/3770 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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| With Janus MIA, Kalar still recovering from his fight with Sion, and Grey being caught up in administrative duties on the subject of the tournament's next round, Garro decides to catch some lunch. He overhears Schwa's conversation on the subject of elementals, and takes a seat at the table... Garro: "I say, you're Schwa aren't you? I don't believe we've formally met. Or, to be more precise, the last time we met you threw a rather large and unwieldly blast of pure ether at me. Needless to say, I couldn't help but hear you speaking of something about power and freedom... Sounds like an interesting story." He shifts his seat inward, removes his hat and coat and places it over the back of the chair, and pushes his spectacles up his face as he leans on the edge of the table, sizing Schwa up a bit better than before. "They call me Garro. Care to share?" |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66 Posts: 2019/2214 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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| OOC: To Forte.EXE, my #1 pet peeve is when other people control my characters, even just a little bit. Please don't do that, at least not with me. Schwa ignored Forte and ForteZero for the most part-- just a quick glance to him and back to his food. He's got a lot to think about. Then Garro comes and sits nearby. Normally Schwa would have nothing to do with someone at this mental state, but Garro is definitely one of the people on his blacklist. He forgets who Garro is until Garro mentions the part about Alpha Gamma Yamato. Schwa looks up and gives Garro a cold stare, which isn't saying a whole lot about a blindfolded person. "Oh yeah... You're the guy who likes to twist the ways of Good. C'mon, let's go, right here in the--" He senses some NPC's looking in their direction. "Uhm, never mind. Okay, uh, let's see... Elementals. Yes. I can summon them... but just one kind, the Air Elemental, a gift given to me by Ariel the Wind Goddess. It was useful back then, because that was the first time I ever got my hands on a tech other than Holy or Psychic element. I found that I would much rather be diverse in my techs than not." He takes a bite of the Tempest Chicken and continues. "So you heard the whole thing? Meh... It wouldn't hurt to show you, besides, better you tell good ol' Janus then me have to tell 'im in the heat of battle." He holds up his right arm on the table. At first, nothing happens... but then it's easily noticable that the whole arm, spreading from the palm outward, is changing color-- soon it's a perfect shade of lilac purple. "I got some unique plant DNA encoded into mine," Schwa explains, still holding his purple arm up. "Mushroom, to be precise... Ma Pingon, to be even more precise. Now I can do this..." waving his left hand at his arm, "...and I've gained an assload of brand spankin' new attacks, some of which are pretty devestating." Pause. "Has something like this ever happened to you before?" Schwa holds his right arm with his left hand, feeling the skin... It's smooth and tight over his arm, and fills him with a slightly strange sensation... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 3197/3770 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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| Garro: ".....In a manner of speaking." He gets up from the table. Schwa's overbearing need for good and light and holy had begun to infect him, which he refused to allow. There was no good, there was no evil. Garro needed to remember that. "There IS, after all, a reason as to why I "twist the ways of Good", as you so crassly put it. I'll see you on the battlefield, Schwa. Though it may not be your own..." And with that, he returns to Grey... |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66 Posts: 2022/2214 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 stares at Garro as he exits. "A challenge? Hmm. Yikes. Still, it would be the perfect opportunity to strengthen my bond with Pingo as best as possible, since I just recently accquired his unison. Okay then, Garro... Have it your way." Schwa smiles as he finishes his fried Tempest Chicken and Melon Elixir. He needed a new rival, ever since Kaz stopped trying to kill him. He also needed to start getting used to his new DNA formation! He starts to exit, but sees someone else walking in. "Yiusi!" he whispers to himself. Yes, it's Yiusi. As she strolls down the aisle, her charming appearance causes several NPCs to look longingly at her. She doesn't mind. She goes straight to the counter and requests, "Hi! May I have a Maplefruit, please?" "Will that be all, miss?" "Yes... A big one will do." "Oh yes... Big or small?" "...A big one will do." "Okay then, your order is 28. Please give us, like, 5 minutes." "Five minutes for one Maplefruit?" "Oh, didn't you say you wanted it walnut-fried?" "Ahm, no, I just want a large Maplefruit. Plain, untouched, washed under the sink would be nice." "Just plain!?" "Yes, please." "...Well, we couldn't just give it to you plain! That would be, like, eating an apple pie without the apple, if you know where I'm--" Yiusi waves her hands, and a portal appears behind her. This catches the attention of many NPCs. She reaches into the portal and pulls out a big Maplefruit, smiles, and lays some change on the counter. "Thank you, kind sir." She walks off, and the man is speechless. "Well! No more alchahol for me for a week..." "Hey, Yiusi... Yiusi!" Schwa calls, still trying to be quiet. "Sit over here if you'd like." "Schwa! Oh, I've been worried about you." She goes over and has a seat. "Last I heard, you were infected by something and it almost killed you." "That's correct. Mushroom spores. Ma Pingon Neo spores, actually." "Ma Pingon! That's the famous amnesia-curing purple mushroom, origionally found on the floating island that housed Ballos's ancient Demon Crown." "You know your stuff." "And you got infected?" "You betcha." He rolls up his right sleeve. "Look." Yiusi gasps. "Oh! ...Does... Does it hurt?" "Nope. Feel it, it's safe." Yiusi feels Schwa's purple right arm. The skin is smooth and tight. "Wow... It feels like plant matter almost." "Ma Pingon DNA, baby. It's a weird feeling to get used to, but..." Schwa focuses, and his arm turns flesh-colored and normal again. "...at least I can hide it. Most of the time. In the heat of battle, sometimes it surfaces on it's own." By now, Yiusi has managed to break the Maplefruit in half against the table. She hands half of it to Schwa. "Want some?" "Yeah, a nice healthy dessert would do." They both start eating the healthy Maplefruit. Still another chair open... |
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cpubasic13 17 years old now. Time to buy some M rated games by myself! Level: 54  Posts: 1336/1346 EXP: 1206934 For next: 26936 Since: 03-15-04 From: Blame my parents, Eddy Since last post: 2 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| The cafeteria lead on like it normally did. More people began getting active and the food fight had long past. Things were all nice and calm... ...until Mewquas busted in the wall and screwed up everything. The Megadoomer Stealth Mech pummeled through the walls of the cafeteria, sending chunks of wall down to the floor, where they broke empty tables. Mewquas had the cloak on, and the batteries were fully charged. Although the mech was invisible, he wasn't... which he didn't care. "HAHAHAHAHA! I TOLD YOU I WILL BE BACK FOR REVENGE! PREPARE FOR MY CANNON!" He seemed to reach for a button, which then a light emitted from his finger. Sounds could be heard, but nothing could be seen. Duh, the robot was cloaked, so the cannon was invisible too. ---------------------- "AGH! Crashed into the wrong car! Dangit!" William paused Burnout, and turned off the XBox in his office, which was refurnished since the last few weeks. Just as he was about to play some Timesplitters, he heard an explosion in the cafeteria. "It ain't chili night yet..." He ran out to see Mewquas causing trouble and about to fire down at everyone. William: "Go ahead and fire." Mewquas: "Wait, you want me to fire?" William: "Yeah... what's wrong with that?" Mewquas: "...HAHAHAHA!" Mewquas pressed a button, and the robot became uncloaked, revealing a cannon jutting out from the chest. William laughed. William: "You seriously thought you could fire that without a lot of power?" Mewquas: "Well, it was fully charged." William: "Yeah, but what about the trip here?" Mewquas: "Oh... forgot about that..." William: "Just grab something to eat and get out." Mewquas: "...Marty, grab me some food!" Marty the SIR unit rushed to the lunch lady and asked for some waffles as Mewquas sat at one of the destroyed tables. They sat and ate the waffles. William: "Remember to pick that mess up and rebuild the wall." Mewquas: "FOOLISH EARTHLING! HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!?" William: "Look, I created you, and I can easily just wipe you out like that." He snapped his fingers, and Mewquas continued eating with a worried look on his face. He signaled Marty. Marty began cleaning up the rubble and setting up the supports for the wall. William turned around and began mumbling. "First the food toss, than a ruined wall that I just painted. What next? Computer programs becoming real and overthrowing me?" |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 3238/3770 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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| Grey trudged down the halls away from Sim Battle Arena B and toward the auditorium and cafeteria... If William wasn't going to do it, someone had to make the announcement... The sounds of Garro's battle could be heard all over the annex. Televisions featuring him, Legault, Cheesepie, Kirbynite, Sion, Jarukoth, Melvin, Metalman... They were all switching rapidly between round-the-clock coverage of each epic fight. Looking at them, Grey almost felt a sense of pride in where he was and what he was doing. There was so much to see and admire here. As the commotion involving the young Invader died down, Grey plodded to the podium and unfolded a piece of paper from his pockets. He pushed his glasses up his nose, and cleared his throat into the mic. Almost instantly, the food fight stopped. Grey: "Ladies, gentlemen, lizards, crazy alien guys, birds, bees, and various other living creatures that inhabit the Sim Battle Arena, I have some bad news. I've just recieved a notice from the higher-ups that MouseJstr, the technical owner and proprietor of the Acmlm's Board building (server) has decided to shut the building (server) down. We're being evicted (backed up) and moved to a new building (server) in five days. Until that happens, I encourage all of you to keep fighting your hardest and kicking as much ass as possible before the end comes. When it comes, all fights must be put on hold as the Annex is moved alongside the building. All scoring information, character profiles, existing battle reservations, and any other information pertaining to the Sim Battle Arena and its Story Forum counterpart will be backed up and saved. No data shall be lost. Acmlm's Board is simply shutting down until it finds a new home, which will most likely be a very short time after the building is shut down. I encourage all of you to keep battling. Never lose the spirit of the Sim Battle. Thank you, and have a nice day." He closed his eyes, turned to the side, and stepped down from the podium. It was then that he discovered just where he was. In the middle of a cafeteria, making announcements to a crew of highly-trained warriors that never got any more recognition for their powers and efforts than any other small business in the big, wide world. It angered him... When the Board moved to a new building, he'd make sure proper funding was given to the arenas. He nodded his head. Lounges for fighters, well-programmed NPC bots. Concession stands! Oh, the concession stands, and a proper assortment of props and costumes, too... But for that to happen, he would have to wait. (edited by Guilty Grey X on 09-20-05 10:42 AM) |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66 Posts: 2051/2214 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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Jarukoth  IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79  Posts: 3138/3194 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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| Suddenly, a voice shouted out to Grey amongst the faces in the crowd... Jarukoth: "How is this bad news? We're just going on a little vacation, that's all!" "After all, when you're talking about fighters of our caliber, you know that we just WILL NOT DIE!" Jarukoth stands there, smiling confidently. He hoped his words had added some hope to the room. Sure, there was the possibility that something could happen, but what was the point of worrying? Jarukoth: "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a fight with CheesePie. Later!" A second later, Jarukoth vanishes from sight, nowhere to be found... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 3239/3770 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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OOC: For a short period of time, Ace's is going down. They have to move to new servers, so if the site is down for a few days, you shouldn't be alarmed. If the site's address changes altogether, then I'll be sure to email you about it, Hunt. No data will be lost, our archives will be saved and transported. We're just switching servers, I felt it necessary to inform people of this in character. In other words, Jarukoth's right: This isn't really bad news, just a general announcement. It is, however, bad news if you were planning on being active between september 25th and whenever the server finishes moving.  |
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Jarukoth IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79 Posts: 3139/3194 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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| OOC: I know, I just felt like making a comment in-character for fun...and maybe to calm some fears. |
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Koneko Flurry Level: 21  Posts: 192/256 EXP: 49237 For next: 706 Since: 06-11-05 From: Tartarus, tartarus, tartarus Since last post: 9 hours Last activity: 8 hours |
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| (ooc: Well, back to the actual cafeteria happenings...) Adric looks up from his hooded cloak. He can't see a thing in the darkness and the rain, and his spectacles are soaked. But he knows where he is, because the mana signature of an Oracle is the first one drilled into initiates, followed by that of a Psi Warrior. They're the easiest to recognize, because they're round spheres of power that stays focused around them. Most trained mages will have a single rectangle of enormous power; Their spellbook. Those that prefer physical combat have muscles that shine. But take one look at a sphere, and you know you've got a Psi Warrior. You've got to admire their focus... And, of course, Oracles have the most reactant mana shells that exist. It's a sphere, but it quivers based on field magic. You also have to be very good to spot anything next to an Oracle, because they're so very bright that the nearby signals are drowned out. And, of course, he knows that this Psi Warrior is Schwa, since during the Ka'Mumba incident he'd had ample time to study his ally. Schwa, and an Oracle, and lots and lots of fighters who aren't fighting. The only two things that lots and lots of fighters do in a large room are fight and eat. No fighting, so they're eating. Cafeteria. And Schwa is inside, so they're not evil. It follows that this is where Adric is headed for on his little vacation, seeing as he'd already been to most of the tourist locations over the past couple hundred years. He'd also heard that you can find absolutely ANYTHING to eat or drink there, and he was really looking forward to some watermelon and strawberry soup like he hadn't had since he was a kid. Coming out of his chain of thoughts, he trudges onwards for the next four or so feet left between him and the wall of the building. Now, where's the DOOR... Feeling along the damp, rough wall, he eventually comes to a wooden section, which he's almost certain is the door to the cafeteria. Reaching around, he feels a metal door handle, twists, and pulls. Muttering, he pushes. Rainwater spills into the big room for a moment as he rushes inside and shuts the door quickly. He has to step down to do so, and he realizes that he's been standing on about a foot of floodwater without really thinking about it. That explains why the doorknob was so low... And hey, look, now there's water all over the floor. With a sigh, Adric waves a hand and it disappears, having been turned into air. He pulls back his hood, and his black hair is surprisingly dry. He takes off his cloak, underneath which are several more robes and cloth armor, and tosses it into the air. It bursts into flame for a moment, then when he catches it it is no longer damp and incidentally shows no sign of fire damage. Pulling the warm cloak around him, he looks around to notice that a lot of random people are staring at him. He rolls his eyes, and walks slowly over to the counter. "Hi. I'd like a bowl, a slice of watermelon, and, oh, twelve strawberries." "Why?" "...Why what?" "Why do you want a bowl, of all things? Everyone knows that saucers are the penultimate soup container." "...Wow... You're out of bowls, aren't you?" "Well, yeah, we had this big stack of glass bowls in a cabinet, but an apprentice cook opened the blasted thing and everything exploded. We've ordered some more, but it'll take a few weeks for them to get here." "Then why did you make the comment about saucers?" "Because we don't have any of them, either. You can take your pick of things we don't have, and that happens to include watermelon and strawberry." "...Why didn't you say this at first? Nevermind, I'll just grow some myself." "Wait... what???" Adric walks across the room, glancing at each and every table and its occupants even though he's already on a straight path to Schwa's table. He comes over, taking a seat, then smiling at them both. "Hello again, Schwa. It's been a while. And, just a moment... You are... Yiusi, correct? My name is Adric. It's a pleasure to meet you." Adric has had ample time since he decided to come here to do a bit of research on Schwa's friends. He'd consider it rude to pretend he didn't already know who she was. So, after introducing himself, Adric places his spellbook on the table and opens it to the very first page. It's entitled, "Watermelon Surprise!" He raises his hands, and green energy begins to spiral around between them. Over the course of a few seconds, this mana cascades into a portal, through which comes a small pewter bowl. Adric catches it expertly, then tosses it high into the air. Another portal, this one blue and much faster, and out comes a single watermelon seed. Catching the bowl again, he places the seed inside it and covers it with both hands. A red light can be seen from between his fingers, and when he removes his hands the bowl is full of watermelon juice. He produces a wooden spoon from an inner pocket, and drinks a spoonful of the pink liquid. With a smile, he comments to Schwa: "It's never as good conjured as it is when it's fresh, you know?" |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66 Posts: 2093/2214 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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| Yiusi finishes off the Maplefruit and looks up at Adric. "Hey, you know my name! Yeah, I'm Yiusi... just a child of Kyr'Shei walking this earth for a time." Schwa finishes his fruit as well. "Meh, fresh and conjured... Well... Most of the time I can't tell a difference. Yiusi's Maplefruit was conjured and it still tasted just--" "Wrong. I opened a portal and took it from somewhere." "Lemme guess... Their kitchen?" "Yup! Which is why I paid for it." "Very honorable. So it was fresh then." "Again, correct. There is a difference, trust me." There's a small pause. "Anyway, glad you could make it," Schwa says to Adric. "Sorry about my depressed attitude today... I have a lot to think about." "Yeah, Schwa, tell him your secret!" Yiusi adds. Schwa blushes. "Oh... Gah, should I really? Adric, do you want to hear something or what?" Schwa sounds as if he's about to tell something really wild... and for a good reason. Emily, still sitting nearby, sighs. "Schwa, you've got WAY too much energy at this time of day. Slow down for my sake." "Oh, right! Well... He may be able to help us. Right, Adric?" He nudges him. |
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Koneko Flurry Level: 21 Posts: 195/256 EXP: 49237 For next: 706 Since: 06-11-05 From: Tartarus, tartarus, tartarus Since last post: 9 hours Last activity: 8 hours |
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| Adric raises an eyebrow and takes another sip of juice. "Sure, I'll help you... Just as soon as you tell me what you're so excited about. I thought I'd be here for the food, but turns out I'm here for the people... Speaking of which, Yiusi, how did you manage to find Anything in their kitchen? The guy I talked to claimed they were out of just about everything. Service here is pretty lousy. So... A secret, eh? Would that have anything to do with the way you're practically radiating nature energy today? It's tough to keep track of where you are when your mana signature keeps changing. I'm having to update my notes on you almost daily." He smiles, and runs his fingers through his hair. Speeding up, he drains his entire bowl of juice very quickly, spoon whirring, and miraculously not a drop is spilled. The empty container vanishes, and the spoon disappears into the cloak. "Well, it was pretty good, but nothing worth savoring. I'm prepared to hear your fantastic tale of mystery and adventure now." |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66 Posts: 2095/2214 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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| "GAH!" Schwa blushes again. "You already got half of it... Dang, you have an awesome ability. And here I thought that mind reading was maximal ownage..." "Schwa, just tell him!" Yiusi reminds Schwa, nudging him. "Oh, right. Okay... That Wood energy you're sensing is permenant. I've, well, kinda been infused with some mushroom DNA." Yiusi gets up to get another Maplefruit. She's still hungry. Schwa folds his arms across the table as he speaks. "You know about the Ma Pingon, right? They origionated on a floating island many years ago, the one that housed the Demon Crown... When the island was lifted of the curse, some of the more intelligent Ma Pingon rode off on Sky Dragons and now live on the surface world." As he talks, his right arm is turning purple again. He notices, and grabs it in shocked reflex. "Agh! Yeah... See this?" He holds his colored arm in front of Adric. "This is the Ma Pingon DNA surfacing again. Interesting thing is that I got a buttload of brand new, epic attacks when I was infected." Both of them can hear Yiusi and the guy at the counter going at it in some odd conversation. |
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Koneko Flurry Level: 21 Posts: 196/256 EXP: 49237 For next: 706 Since: 06-11-05 From: Tartarus, tartarus, tartarus Since last post: 9 hours Last activity: 8 hours |
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| "Ma Pignon, eh? Wow. Yeah, I remember the whole floating island incident... Couldn't have been more than, oh, say twenty years ago. Even more epic attacks, though? You'd better be careful not to get too many, or you'll explode." Adric smiles dryly. It's almost as if he can't decide whether to laugh at what he just said, or continue to ignore it. "Well, color-shanging skin is a neat power to have, even all by itself. You want to know more about this, but you also want to know what it really means for you, and for your future. Not to mention the future of the others. You remind me of myself, though you probably don't want me to go into any old geezer stories. Ah, yes. I probably don't look particularly old to you, do I? I'm probably, oh, say, forty or fifty, right? And reading my mind to find the answer is not only cheating, but it won't work. There's enough mana folded around me at constantly to make me go through time marginally slower than everyone else. It's not much, but over the years it does add up. Try reading my mind now and you'll probably get some equations I was learning for Temporal Mana Physics IV, the course I was taking when I was 45. Heh, and here I was trying to avoid a long old-guy monologue. Anything you particularly want to talk about? Something besides," He gestures to the counter, "Food?" |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66 Posts: 2105/2214 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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| "You're 400 years old," Schwa says with a small sigh. "Remember, you told me while we fought that dragon. I may be a whippersnapper to you, but if you forget things that quickly, I really don't mind." He smirks and poses in his chair. Hoo hah! "But in all seriousness... I'm just a little depressed. I normally would be pretty chipper, but obviously I've had a lot to think about. It's been a week since I helped Corona out and destroyed a very Evil being in the process... Since then, I've begun to wonder... I now have three kinds of DNA in me; my human DNA, Oracle blood, and this Ma Pingon implanation... And the problem is, this Ma Pingon DNA, though less than 1% in comparison to my human side, has affected me greatly. Look at this!" He waves to his purple arm. "You can even feel it if you want. It feels like plant matter. Less than 1% did THIS to me? I shudder to think of what 5% would be like. "Will I eventually get so many DNA strands mixed in with mine... that I'll be a freak of nature?" Schwa sighs and leans back in his chair, quite depressed. The poor guy does indeed have a lot to think about. |
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Koneko Flurry Level: 21 Posts: 201/256 EXP: 49237 For next: 706 Since: 06-11-05 From: Tartarus, tartarus, tartarus Since last post: 9 hours Last activity: 8 hours |
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| "No, really? I'm sure I didn't say it out loud... I suppose you had a chance to look in when I got mana drained and I just thought of my age offhand... But I'm absolutely positive that I didn't tell you myself. And you're wrong anyway, I'm 399, and turn 400 on the winter solstice. Nice try, though. Heh... So, you've met Corona? Shapeshifter with serious angst issues? Well, I first got to know him immediately after he took the Oath, to a Disciple of Fate. He had a change of heart, you see, after becoming allies with another only to see him destroyed. Being on the receiving end of pain and suffering does wonders for those who once desired those effects in others. I had a little chat with him, and managed to get him to travel to the Forest of Sorrows. After all, if anyone can train a former demon to use their powers for good, it's Ashra. Unluckily for me, he was captured, and if I intervened directly then it would have led to some serious apocalyptic stuff. The only thing left for it was to quietly inform the Psi Warriors of the demon situation in the rainforest, where I'd tracked Corona to. You guys rushed out there, and it just so happens that the Nexus of Souls collapsed in on itself the very next day. Three goals accomplished all in one go: Corona gets saved, you meet him, and the Nexus goes away forever. You're probably thinking that I'm a nasty, evil, manipulative bastard, aren't you? Well, if I hadn't mentioned the rainforest in passing to a Psi Warrior, it would have been another four days on average before the raid occured. By then, Corona would have had the demon bow mastered, and the situation would have been catastrophic. So please, don't blame me, I did what I thought would achieve the most favorable outcome. But back to your worries... I seriously doubt that much more of this sort of thing will happen to you. You were most likely only mixed twice because every metaphorical probability curve must have its far end. I suggest that instead of spending your time worrying yourself to pieces, you should find out how to best use these powers that you're essentially stuck with. Learn to master these talents and become stronger." |
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Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66 Posts: 2109/2214 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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| Unfortunately, too drained to think, Schwa tuned out Adric's 3rd and 4th paragraphs... but he did hear the last one. "Yeah... And I guess the only effective way is by trial and error. You know that, though... Even the best scholar in all the world would learn more from trial and error than from a book, even a spellbook." Schwa gets up from the table. "I'm too tired to think... I believe I'm going to take a short trip to Pentalipse before heading to HQ for the day. See ya later, Adric." He walks towards the door, but instead of exiting through it, he silently wavers and fades out of existance in teleportation. Damn... A challenge from Garro, Allaura kissing him, dinner with Yiusi, and a semi-philosophical conversation with Adric... not to mention the issue with the service... At about this time, Yiusi gets back from the counter with another Maplefruit and sits down. "Wow... Where'd Schwa go off to? He seemed pretty down." Emily the Zraku, still nearby, nods in agreement. "Oh well! At least I can still talk to you. How old are you? 45?" Yiusi can't tell Adric's age... but then again, it's not like Adric may know just from looking that Yiusi, with the appearance of an 18-year-old girl, is in fact over 900 years old. ^.^ |
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