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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 11, 2015 0:03:27 GMT -6
"I doubt it," June says. "He's descended from... er... a manakete. I assume you know of them? Do they exist in your world?"
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Post by Neo on Oct 11, 2015 0:04:23 GMT -6
Nobunaga smiled and shook his head. "Thank you for the offer Queen Glinda, but I would prefer to bring it to my room myself. Perhaps you could have some extra food brought here instead, and I could simply carry it to my room after we finish? I would greatly appreciate it."
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Ethan stopped as he reached the designated battlefield, at the foot of the western mountains surrounding Yggdrasil. He heard Elia's call, and smiled.
"The enemy General has challenged me to a duel, and I have accepted. We are to fight one on one. If he should lose, his forces shall retreat. Don't worry Elia, I'll be fine. I'm immortal, and even weakened, I'm more than a match for any human. I want you to stay there and protect the tree, in case they try anything alright?"
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 11, 2015 14:36:14 GMT -6
Joshua took a seat at the corner of a rectangular table with a plate of scrambled eggs and a few slices of ham. He was going to take a bite out of his eggs when a familiar dragon/turtle/dinosaur thing junior walked over to him. He lowered his fork.
"Hey Joshie remember me?" Bowser Jr. asked.
"I seem to remember that I'm not supposed to," answered Joshua.
"That would be no problem at all," said Glinda. She signaled to a soldier, who nodded and left to find a servant to deliver word to Pierre to send food, a pot of tea, and a table to bring into the room.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2015 15:49:40 GMT -6
"Hm you talk funny Mr. Joshie person," Bowser Jr said as he got closer to Joshua. "I just wanted to say hi, and see how you were doing?" Bowser Jr said. "Besides i saw you and the person my dad calls lord Minion mask talking so i was wondering if you were okay," Bowser Jr said. "Besides i cant wait to see those kids today," Bowser Jr whispered to Josh.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2015 15:56:20 GMT -6
"Yay thank you mr Irvine with a gee," Catie said. Sam just gave Irving a look like you have just doomed us all.
"Soooo are we ready to go?" Catie asked
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 11, 2015 16:35:12 GMT -6
"I'm fine, thanks for asking," replied Joshua. "How's your morning?"
He then whispered "they're asleep" to Junior, not knowing if that was true or not, but hoping to get him off his back for a little while, at least until he met with the card researchers he would meet after breakfast.
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 11, 2015 20:55:31 GMT -6
"Hm? O-oh... right... The range. Yes, let's go," June says. She forces the ideas forming in her mind away for now. She double-checks her map, then sets out towards the range. "So... How do all of you like Oz?"
Enough people are moving about town now that Horatio decides it's probably safe to head into town and start gathering information. He aims his rewarp staff and appears in an alleyway. He steps out and slips into a passing group. One man gives him a dirty look. "Hmph. Outlander..." Horatio prepares to act, but the man keeps walking and no one else says anything. Horatio shrugs and keeps walking, forming a mental map of the city as he explores.
"C'est mon poivron de Dieu," Pierre says. "Merci, Monsieur Turtlord. You flatter-"
"Pierre!" a chef calls as he walks into the room. "The queen's ready for breakfast!" He relays the instructions.
"Vous vill attend Monsieur Turtlord and 'is minions. Pierre vill attend to zee queen and zir Doom-and-Gloom," he tells her. He pushes her towards Bowser as he passes out of the room, back into his snacktuary.
"Let us zee... Zose rapzcallions are zee ones zat dared to raid Pierre's kitchen vile he vas avay... Hm... If zey like jello zo much... Vous, throw together zome jam rolls for zem. Now, Pierre vill create..."
He grabs a platter. "Zomething bright and 'appy..." He ladles several splats of yogurt into a pair of poofy clouds, then bridges them with a rainbow of fruit: strawberries, oranges, bananas, kiwi, blueberries, grapes. A pile of golden cheeses beneath the fruitbow. Golden-brown biscuits placed line the corners.
Alice ducks into a closet as one of the other maids passes by. She steps back out, hastily hiking down the hall towards the dining room. "I've got to find that Outlander," she thinks to herself. "The not-quite-human one in red with the marvelous mustack!" A hand shoots through a door and grabs her shoulder.
"Vous! Maid! ...Vhy are you in a red uniform?" Pierre demands.
"Er-"
"Pierre does not care," he says. He shoves a tray of food and tea into one hand and a collapsible table into the other. "Deliver zis to zee queen. Zee platter is for 'er and 'er guest, zee bag is for 'er guest."
"But-"
"Before zee fruit loses its chill and zee tea gets cold!" Pierre demands. He disappears back through the doorway.
Alice looks down at the rainbow of fruit. Well... No choice, apparently. She sets out for the throne room. "Confidence," she thinks to herself. "I just have to own it, and maybe no one will question the uniform... I hope."
She steps into the throne room, crossing her legs and dipping elegantly, without so much as sending a ripple through the tea balanced on the tray on her palm. "Your Highness. Lord Nobunaga."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2015 18:20:05 GMT -6
"I am doing fine Mr. Joshie," Bowser Jr said to Joshie. While Bowser Jr was catching up with his old friend, Bowser made his way over towards his son.
"Hey son what did I tell you about strangers?" Bowser asked his son.
"Only talk to them if you can shake them down for something, and with that (yoink) I will see you later Mr Joshie," Bowser Jr said as he took the ham from Joshua's tray and left.
"Gwa ha ha, I taught him well," Bowser said full of pride. "Now then you owe me for that little stunt you pulled during the demonstration," Bowser said crossing his arms. "How dare you use my body for your little puppet show, I mean I am the only King in this entire Kingdom and you wanted to use my body," Bowser huffed.
"Now you have the distinct honor of watching my son while me and these worthless hero's deal with this Bowser wannabe sitting on top of a tree," Bowser said to Joshua. "I mean its bad enough I got enough all this dead weight around here holding me back but well I don't need my son weighing me down too," Bowser said until he realise what he said about his son. "I mean I need you to watch my son because he means something or other to me," Bowser said. "Anyways consider yourself honor to be watching over the great, mighty, and incredibly adorable Bowser Jr, the greatest honor of your worthless excuse for a life," Bowser said as he began laughing away.
"Well at first I was reeeeaaalllyyyy scared being in a strange new world without Baron or anyone," Catie told June. "Yet now I get to meet all sorts of interesting people like you, Irvie, Mario, that Bowser like person, and soooooooooooooooo many others," Catie said highly enthusiastic.
"Anyways I can't wait to go to this range," Catie said as her tails and ears perked up. "Come on Ms. June I can't wait to hear about your manakete husband and I can't wait to tell you about my husband who's a half vampire," Catie said grabbing June by the hand and began running out the door with June in tow.
"Oh the horor, my whoever watches over Oz please keep us safe," Sam sighed chasing after Catie.
"Yawnnnn, wonder what time it is?" Lana said as she opened her eyes and saw Charlie passed out right next to her. "Really its that late, geez I don't want to miss breakfast," Lana said as she hoped out of bed. "Let's see what to do first oh shower that would be good," Lana said as she hoped into the shower. "Aww that feels really good, nice and clean now what do I want to wear to wear," Lana said while looking at her wardrobe.
"Oh this haven't worn this in a while," Lana said as she pulled out a four piece dress. The dress had two blue, mini puffy skirt like objects meant to be worn around her arms, a blue top that covered most of her with a little frill to cover her mid drift, and a mini blue skirt to cover the rest. "Oh I know what I can do with my hair," Lana said as she put her long, flowing Silver hair in a ponytail off to the side. Finally, to complete the outfit Lana put on a pair of knee high white socks and a pair of brown shoes.
Charlie stirred awake and noticed what Lana was wearing and he tilted her head and looked at her. "Hey there cutie nice to see your awake," Lana said plopping down right next to Charlie. "Bet your hungry come on let's get something to eat, boy," Lana said as she hopped out of bed and left her room. Lana was skipping down the hall way in a much cheary mood and she was humming to herself as Charlie followed right behind her.
Lana skipped passed the throne room when she saw a maid wearing a red dress entering the throne room. "Might as well see how moms doing," Lana said as she crept closer to the open door. "Hey.....," Lana was going to say something but caught herself when she saw her mom and Nobunaga talking. "I wonder what they are talking about," Lana said as she poked her head in just enough to see what was going on but not enough to be seen.
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 14, 2015 14:20:52 GMT -6
Joshua did nothing but give an unamused look at Junior as he grabbed his slices of ham.
"You volunteered for it, so it's not my fault," said Joshua to Bowser. "Look, can you give me about an hour? I've got s*** to do and your son would no doubt find it boring. We haven't been called away to fight or attend a meeting or anything, why not spend some father-son bonding time?"
Irving shrugged in response to June's question. "Palace seems like decent livin', but I'm more interested in how the common folk live. As of right now, I'm likin' it more than Austur, though."
"Thank you," said Glinda to the maid bringing the food and portable table, signalling to a few guards to assist her. The first thing she noticed was the different and vibrant colors the maid's outfit possessed, rather than the standard uniform colors. She then recalled the hushed whispers and frightened murmurs she heard the other servants give each other regarding Geraldine in the past. Glinda decided it best not to draw attention to it.
"You may set it right there," said Glinda, pointing to a spot a few steps to the side of the throne.
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Post by Neo on Oct 14, 2015 15:06:47 GMT -6
Darkmoor Isle, the island of perpetual storms, somewhere off the coast of OZ...
"Tis truly a gathering of fools," said a short, seemingly middle aged man with tall, frizzy white hair. The infamous, incomparable Doctor Jeckel was highly amused. "What do you think the odds are, my pet?"
The tall, long legged beautiful blond at his side smiled coldly. "Oh, I'd say somewhere around six point four three billion to one. Those odds actually aren't that bad, considering. His quantum signature is only a few digits off from ours, so he's definitely from our universe and timeline. Probably a couple centuries or so ahead of us though. Oh, the things I could learn from him..."
The mad Doctor's eyes glinted with rare, genuine excitement. "The Necromancer is here as well... And judging from his quantum signature, he's from the same universe and timeline as the Spawn of Chaos."
"Which one?" The Witch of Time asked rhetorically, laughing. She turns to her master. "I wonder... What kind of power would it take to forcibly summon you to an entirely different universe?"
Jeckel rises to his feet and casually brushes the rising flames off his oversized white coat. "Now that, my dear, is why we are still here. Let's go meet our host and see if he lives up to my expectations."
Jeckel steps off the small rock he had been sitting on, into the river of lava surrounding it, and begins to hum cheerfully to himself. Legretta immediately follows, hovering behind him, her hands casually at her side as she walks upon the air.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2015 15:32:16 GMT -6
"What you mean I volunteered for my body to be used?" Bowser huffed. "I volunteered to stand still, that's all, hmph fine whatever now your being volunteered to watch my son while i am away," Bowser said stomping off.
"Umm ummm you know what not even going to ask," Kammy said as she returned to her breakfast.
Aylssa still feeling a bit weak after the encounter goes ahead and lets out a yawn. "Geez maybe I pushed myself a little to hard yesterday," Aylssa said as she lifted herself out of bed. "I see Charlie is probably still with the princess, how odd he's normally very protective and isn't so quick to trust," Aylssa said as she got some cloths on. "Might as well go see what they are having for breakfast," Aylssa said as she left the room.
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 14, 2015 16:02:26 GMT -6
"At once, your grace." Alice walks to where the queen indicated. She raises a leg behind her back and leans forward, balancing the tray of food on her calf as she deftly locks the table upright. With a flick and a spin, she retrieves the tray and places it down. She daintily rolls a single out-of-place blueberry back into position. She begins to serve the tea.
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 14, 2015 19:47:10 GMT -6
"Will someone else be bringing the seats?" Glinda asked the maid as the tea was poured.
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 14, 2015 21:00:14 GMT -6
"S-seats?" Alice asks, her eyes widening in fear. The seats... no one told her about seats... But of course they'd need seats. Whatever was she thinking, not bringing seats...!? What an utter failure as a maid she is! No, this is the end of her professional career! Alice can feel her knees start to buckle. How could she let this happen...? Blowing up half of a room is one thing, but failing to bring a chair for her lord regent and her honored guest...!
"Your highness," Geraldine says from the doorway, carrying in a pair of large, ornate chairs. She stops to give a small curtsy before marching over to set them beside the table. She stands by, ready for either of the two to take a seat.
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Post by Neo on Oct 15, 2015 7:39:00 GMT -6
Nobunaga watches the scene with great amusement, his eyes shifting between the terrified young maid, the older Headmistress, and Queen Glinda. He waits for Queen Glinda to take a seat before he does, but when neither the Headmistress or the young maid makes a move to leave, he clears his throat.
"If you'll excuse us," he says politely to the Headmistress. "But I would prefer to speak with the Queen alone."
It was perhaps the nicest way of telling someone to butt out he had ever used.
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 15, 2015 14:46:28 GMT -6
Glinda nodded at the servants.
"Thank you," she said. "That will be all for now. You are both dismissed."
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 15, 2015 21:38:15 GMT -6
Alice sets the teapot down on the table. She and Geraldine stand on opposite sides of the table, curtsying in perfectly mirrored synchronicity. They quietly slip out of the room. As they gently pull the door closed, Geraldine gives Alice a friendly, terrifying smile. "Alice?"
Alice takes a step back, then tries to break into a run. Geraldine seizes her by the ear before she makes it past the door frame. Alice's arms flail wildly, and suddenly a fireball flies out of her palm. Geraldine slides out of the way, her hand already reaching into her apron. She levels her massive magnum handgun at Alice's heart before she can blink. Alice freezes in fear, while Geraldine stares at her coldly.
"I-it... was an accident..." Alice says. "I... I was just trying to dust, and there was this flower, and I just picked it up to dust under it, and... and..."
Geraldine holsters her weapon. She gently takes Alice's hand, patting it reassuringly. "Now, now, dear, don't cry. I'm not angry about that. I'm sure it was just an accident."
Alice looks up in surprise. "Real...ly?"
"Really." Geraldine's grip tightens like a vice as she calmly leads Alice down the hall. "Now, forgetting to bring the queen a chair... If it were up to me, you'd get 20 lashes and a week in the stocks. And a ride on the old wooden horse for that stunt this morning. Or maybe I'd just toss you in the iron maiden and be done with you." She speaks in an even, friendly tone. "Ah, I miss the days when we could just toss troublesome young ladies like yourself on the stake when they screwed up. All the others would fall right in line after a nice, public burning. But apparently that's 'cruel' and 'horrible' and I'm not allowed to do that anymore. Such a shame, isn't it?"
Alice groans noncommittally. "That... you never actually did things like that, did you?"
Geraldine ignores the question, answering with an innocent smile. "Well, it just means I have to be more creative..." Geraldine says menacingly.
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Post by HHDeception on Oct 15, 2015 23:32:48 GMT -6
Location: The Distortion World
*FLASH*
"You aren't going to like this next part."
"...I did not have you speak to me."
"What you would have is about to change. I can feel the dimensions churning. This is another story entirely."
"Then I will bend this story to my will like I would any other."
"So once again, we see eye to eye."
Location: Darkmoor Isle
"This chaos is not a storm," Maurice muttered, feeling the air, "It is a vacuum."
The leader of Team Nova scanned the coastline, if it could be called a coastline. The cliffs gave way to an inkiness below that not even the best scanners of the Pokemon world could differentiate between dark water or endless abyss. Said scanners could, however, relay to Maurice that he was correct. The wall of swirling maelstroms that surrounded the landmass were not twisters, but cylinders of void that endlessly rejected air. They stretched into the sky beyond where Maurice's cyber-enhanced vision could follow.
"So then how am I breathing?" he pondered to himself.
"Divine intervention."
The voice emanated from around Maurice. He was wreathed in what one could describe as a spectre of Giratina dimensionally projected over top of Maurice's existence. But the words that would jump from normal person's mouth would instead be "a Shadow of Conflict".
"That is not the answer to everything."
"But it is. Accept it."
Maurice dismissed the voice's ramblings, and engaged the Red Chains adorning his suit. Time and Space around him began to dissolve, to be replaced by reality from the opposite side of the mirror.
"Snake. Does the Reverse World connect this world to mine?"
The Shadow of Conflict began to reek of disapproval.
"No. That would be too easy."
And then the Shadow shuddered.
"...Carlisle? CARLISLE!?"
Maurice coughed, and reasserted reality.
"The Acursed is here. But he is not the one to summon me. He would not dare. What place do I have in this world, where I have already succeeded? There must be another..."
Maurice didn't wait for the rhetorical answer, as his Red Chains glowed and soon the Shadow was silenced. Given the dramatic flair of his current setting, there's a fairly obvious reason why a God would bring him here.
"But I am nobody's plaything."
He walked off towards higher ground. He doubted he was alone on this rock, but if he was, it would soon be his. If not...well, they'd better not underestimate the gaunt man in the tailored suit.
Location: Elsewhere on Darkmoor Isle
A gopher popped half-way out of a gopher hole. It looked around a few times and squeaked, twitching its whiskers. Something was close. It raised its nose into the air and gave a sniff.
And it smelled fear.
It came in like a sledgehammer and scrambled the rodent's brains. By the time it could make sense again, an atmosphere of terror had set in. Colour bled from the world, as if a parasite called "sepia tone" had forced itself down happiness's throat and eviscerated it from the inside out. Sound caught dead in the air, amplifying the extent to which you could hear your blood flow in your ears, your breath catching in your chest, and your heart beating faster every second. And that was before it even saw the thing.
Each step was a reminder that you're a step closer to death. Each joint creaked like scream over top the splintering of bone. Dangling from its arms was a mangled corpse of a weapon right out of the devil's abattoir. The teeth of the bloody axe looked once alive, and the way it dragged along the ground evoked a razor dragging through flesh.
And within half a minute it had passed, and the terror fell away. The Tin Solder was moving on.
Without a moment to spare, the gopher quickly hopped out of its hole and gave pursuit.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 16, 2015 9:51:58 GMT -6
Location: Darkmore Isle
Dimento,Fawful, and the Pokemon arrived at there destination. "Looks like this is where the disturbance has brought us," Dimento said to himself. "Whoever summoned us must have a plan for us but what could it be?" Dimento wondered. "I wonder if he knows how i convent the power of that women," Dimento thought to himself.
"(Fawful I don't like it here it feels off, like Pika off)," Pixy told Fawful.
"(I have to agree with her Fawful everyone here, i sense nothing but evil)," Fen Fen told Fawful.
"Nonense these people are oozing with the fury like a water tower overflowing with water," Fawful said in much enjoyment.
(I still don't feel comfortable around here), Pixy said as ahe adjusted her glasses. Unbeknownst to anyone but Fen Fen and Chlortles Pixy by adjusting her glasses activated a tiny spy camera in her glasses and she began recording everything that was taking place.
"I hate to break up this little engagement but looks like the other guest are here and the show is about to start," Dimento said as the meeting was about to start
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Post by HHDeception on Oct 17, 2015 3:04:23 GMT -6
An objectively terrifying sound erupted from the center of Darkmoor Isle. Bursting forth from the Tin Soldier's twisted and malformed excuse for a mouth was a psycho-sonic pulse, modulated to emulate what would most invoke fear in the listener's mind.
A nearby gopher chittered excitedly as it heard the savage roar of a hungry Kalidah.
Maurice, for a moment, heard the cry of a certain enraged Creation Pokemon, before his suit filtered out the mind-probing mess of overtones to expose the raw sound; a much less unsettling noise equivalent to broken nails being chainsawed against a chalkboard that could scream in pain.
Intrigued, he shadow-stepped to the source. It's like teleportation, but more impossible. The Distortion World bent space around him as he traveled through one dimension as opposed to three, and he stopped next to the most defensible position he could find. He could see some sort of shining robot making a horrible racket a short distance away. It didn't seem to notice him, but Maurice's sensors sure noticed it. Something about it just felt...wrong. And that isn't referring to the psychic terror field surrounding it. It was the field around the robot; the reason that it shone in such an unearthly way. It's as if the robot's shielding capabilities divided by zero somewhere...make that many somewheres.
And then he noticed the gopher. And the gopher noticed him. Maurice's eyes narrowed in disgust, and subsequently the rodent was bombarded by a blinding flash of StarBurst strong enough to make Raquqaza trip in mid-flight.
It didn't seem to mind though. Its whiskers twitched a bit as it gave Maurice a sniff. The Nova Admin was not amused.
"Hmp. What matter of Abomination are you?"
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