"Yeah, neither my experience. Time shenanigans, weird animals, futuristic tech. Not my pay grade, and that's saying something." Price looked away, then back again at Snake. "Did you just say you died? Of age? Bloody hell is goin' on..." He rubbed his head, taking the new information in. Died of old age? So not only did Price get sent forward in time, apparently, but this group can stopper death, too? This conflict might be bigger than Price expected. "Well, it ain't hell, 'cause I know for a fact I didn't die." Wait, did he? That would explain the pain... No, he couldn't have. He was completely healthy when that happened. "Maybe when we get to Blood Gulch things will be more clear. We can find a way out of this mess."

Price turned around to watch the videos that popped up, with no introduction from Doc. Looked like someone in the plane found these recordings. Someone named... Caboose, apparently, presenting a cute animation with tips on life. It would be something Price would dismiss, but two particular things were of note. First, the mention of "Blood Valley" with a crayon drawing behind it. "Is that Blood Gulch..?" he said to no one in particular. It just looks like a crater. What use is it to fight there? The next thing of note was their armor. It was drawn with crayon, but it still looked quite similar to Doc's armor, and that Florida's, too.

John turned back. "You ever seen armor like that, Snake? Still trying to rule out this time travel shit."
 
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So, this fight was happening, then? Despite Doc's pleas for them to not fight and the contrasting music in the background, it seemed inevitable. But even after toppling a coup and their Outsider-marked empress, Corvo was smart enough not to underestimate the red-eyed monster of a man. Corvo softly chuckled after he was invited to strike first. "You should have the honors, buddy." Corvo waited for the powerhouse of a swing while quickly glancing at their surroundings: a crowded place with little to no room. When fighting a bigger man, maneuverability was key, and the dozens of obstacles didn't help at all. However, the alleyways in Dunwall were just as cramped. Being cornered by a large opponent was always a threat, and so he learned how to counter such a situation as well.

Behind the mask, Corvo scanned his body head to toe for which he would use to attack, and perhaps which he would feint with. He remained mostly silent unlike the loudmouth, waiting, anticipating. Unless somebody stepped in, the situation was about to boil over.

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"Uh, gosh, thanks..." Lucky gave Lealan an awkward smile. "I am, uh, kinda hoping we can find some way to avoid war, and eatin' each other altogether...I heard some kid talkin' about bolting as soon as we landed, but...ah, that might not go so well." Especially if everyone else had been stripped of their powers, and Lucky himself had been physically nerfed. "To tell you the truth, I've tracked down three of me four feet. But some blowhard still has me last one!"

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Rex was intrigued by this news and wondered if there was some way to help Lucky.

"Y'know. This may seem like a stretch, but what if we found guy who kidnapped us is the guy who has your third foot, what if he's the guy who kidnapped us?"

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Oh, somebody did notice my moves! Guess those dance potions that hit me in the head still have an effect on me. I casually waved at the ghost, glad that she isn't haunting anyone because ghosts are prone to do that. I haven't seen one myself but that's what the stereotype is. Glad I can finally meet one, that's one thing I can cross out of the bucket list. Oh, there's even. . . What animal is that? A cat?? Whatever it is, it's talking to the ghost.​
 
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Lucky's gaze hardened on Rex, his lips stretching into a conniving frown. "I. Would. Destroy. Him." He beat his two arm nubs together. "Not that I wouldn't have much reason to show him mercy otherwise." He laughed. "Wouldn't it be great if we just reduced the entire Blood Gulch to rubble? Show HIM not to fuck with us!"

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Rex, a little worried, for the most part had a smile on his face thanks to Lucky's motivation. It even reminded him of something Rex lost... his memories, but eventually found it with the help of his friends.

"Whoa. Easy there, tiger. And easy on the swears. You're actually not that bad.... I know what it's like to lose something important to you and wanting to get it back a lot. I lost my memories once, I couldn't remember where I was from, who my parents were... not even who I was. But, eventually, I got em back because I found a family that cares about me. And frankly, if there's any chance I have in helping someone that's in a similar situation I was at one point, I'll help them!" Rex said to Lucky with a serious face. Losing his memories was probably the worst thing Rex had gone through in his life. To live so long without any answers on who he is. Rex felt motivated to help the rabbit in anyway he could. "I promise
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Double Trouble would’ve happily comforted the clearly nervous little fox that they didn’t intend to hurt her and shared a greeting with the pair that introduced themselves, but the former ran off with some small rabbit and the latter just seemed to disappear into the crowd entirely. Taking a deep breath and mentally marking down the poor manners and low attention span, the mercenary chose instead to slide back into observing from afar. And oh, what a lot there was to observe. That fox turned out to be hopelessly optimistic and naive, somewhat childish, and apparently the desired main course of someone’s dinner. The rabbit was prone to hostility and anger, with some fierce loyalty for potentially anyone who so much looked like an animal and acted like a child. Double Trouble made extra note of that last detail for possible future roles, but otherwise didn’t have much to say about the furry pair beyond deciding to watch their tongue around the bunny. Another individual of note was that captain man who seemed friendly, loud, and definitely not one to stand by and let problems fix themselves even if the solution in mind seemed brainless. That last quality for would’ve been admirable had the mercenary not been told they’d be potentially fighting against this man. An individual who wouldn’t hesitate to raise an eyebrow at a few too many ambushes would certainly be a potential threat to their acting. The mere thought of being busted quickly like a cheap opening act made them want to be wrong in their analysis.

But it wasn’t any of these people that caught Double Trouble’s attention particularly. No, it was the ones that held themselves above the ones that caught their eye. If Double Trouble had a crowd, it would probably consist of people somewhat like them. Dramatically smoking a cigarette and shouting for quiet, talking down to people who talked down what they clearly were, looking over the groups and alliances with an analytical eye. Oh, if alliances weren’t such a dangerous thing in a world like this, they’d strike one up with these people. But alas, the world is a cruel one, and Double Trouble’s heart instead went to something they’d perhaps even forfeit payment to cause—chaos. Some of these people talked themselves up or like people would come looking for them in a way that made Double Trouble think that they had somewhat fragile egos. The man in the black armor who spoke of knights and killing especially sparked the mercenary’s imagination. Oh, this was going to make a bland ship ride very interesting in a minute or two. They slinked over to him, eyes with both curiosity and mischief. An exaggerated examining expression came over their face as they looked closely at his armor, a smirk almost dancing at their mouth. “Well, well, here’s some luxury protection. Shiny, detailed, all the works. I‘m curious though, what kind of army gives their recruits something this nice?” They asked with the undertone of a taunt, sitting on a nearby chair backwards with their chin resting on interlaced fingers. Double Trouble intentionally enunciated ‘recruits‘ with a smile that sang elegantly faked interest; though if one was as good at reading faces as they were, someone would be able to see that the neatly concealed mischief with every sharp tooth. The position they’d put themselves in was also intentionally done that way so that if target of their vocal poison got particularly angry, they’d have a bit of a head start to the nearest crowd to slip away. It was a simple plan that would hopefully make the remaining hours of this drag a little more interesting.

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Ren is still distancing himself from the crowd of the most unusual species, even if he's only interacted with a couple of strangers - which is more than enough for him. However, this isn't because he feels cornered and threatened; just because he somehow lost control over the force, and is missing his lightsaber, that doesn't mean he's less of a Supreme Leader that he is. In fact, this situation just made Ren much more cunning. As he continues to observe the most unusual of crowds, having members possibly hailing from different worlds, or perhaps even galaxies, he couldn't help himself but lay his attention upon one of the strangers, Lucky. Lucky is currently fiddling with something, which probably isn't his business, and this made Ren become more alert. Preparing of what's to happen, he focuses onto this. However... "What is this..." Ren spoke. It was a video that played out for them. A video about making friends. "You all waste my time with something... Child's play?" He asked as his tone slowly shifts into anger. "What the hell is going on?!" Ren shouted out loud. "I demand to see your leader... Or-- Whoever concocted this plan of capturing me!" He continued. Ren no longer cares as much whether they all attack him in surprise. This has gone long enough for him, and his impatience has fully taken over him.

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"...You sayin'...I shoulda been relyin' on me family?" Lucky's ears fell. "You sayin'...I should find people who care about me?" It was the first time Lucky felt the gruffness of his voice be truly lost. "A-are you sayin', that...maybe I am actually...caring?"

Once more, he asked himself: "What the fuck has happened to me?!"

What had hijacked his mind?! He was caring! He was defending! He was talking! He was even beginning to plot with people he was forced to be with!

"...Someone must be controlling me!" He cried. "I'm going soft, aren't I?!" The conflicting emotions had gone to war within his heart, making his pulse rush. "I don't talk like this! I wanted to go home, but...I-I don't even know if I do want this to be over anymore! I don't even know if I like this emotion! Lana, the me I know wouldn't have rushed to your aid! Rex, Lealan, the me I know wouldn't be so chummy! The me I know would have reduced Benedict to a pulp by now! And you, the big mouse..." He pointed to Biggie Cheese. "You had me applauding! I don't applaud! It's like the me I know was the power they took away from me!" The rabbit turned blue by the end of his fit, and had to breathe as deep as possible through his nose.

Now he was stressed. What the hell was going on? Whatever ended up happening, how would he get through it like this?

"Oh, now what?" Lucky's ears folded back, and he rolled his eyes at Ren. "Look, I thought that video would be something useful, okay? Something about their weaknesses, something we can use..."

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Ren, without care about anyone's reaction to his sudden outburst, looks back at Lucky, upon hearing the latter reply to him NORMALLY—compared to a certain headless being. Ren walks closer to Lucky, quickly, before looking at him eye-to-eye through his mask. "Their weaknesses... Who is 'their'?!" He shouts from just a feet away, demanding for answers. Ren's voice filled with sheer rage. "Explain-- What do you know about this?!" Ren continues, before he attempts to grab for Lucky's neck.

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Rex patted the rabbit’s head in comfort and easing his worries way. Rex agrees with hearing Lucky about a video and remembers to ask the rabbit something interesting.

“By the way Lucky, who was that guy you mentioned that were gonna make a run for it. Maybe he could help us?”

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Things started to spin out of control fast causing me to sweat nervously as Lucky went on a full on rant about him not acting himself. I could tell the hug from before just made him sadder, so I knew another hug wouldn’t cut it. My paws clenched and I gritted my teeth trying to desperately come up with some sort of idea to snap Lucky back to reality. I didn’t want to do what I did next, but I felt like I had no choice... I raised my paw into the air once more and swung full force towards Lucky’s cheek, slapping him.

“S-Snap our of it already! Calm down! This is no way to be acting!”
After slapping him, I raised my paw once again and slapped myself as hard as I could leaving a large red mark on my cheek. I quickly did it again on my other cheek leaving another red mark.
“There! We are even now! Just snap out of it Lucky! I don’t know what’s going on and I don’t care either! War or not, everything is going to be fine!”
I stared at him with tears in my eyes from the slaps. My cheeks burned from it, but I didn’t care.

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Rex was confused as to why Lena slapped him, Rex soon after confronts her about her action

“Lena! Why did you do that? Lucky’s fine, he’s just having a hard opening up. That’s all. If there’s something on your mind, I can help you out too if you want?”

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Lealan wasn't focusing on the slapfest, as something the man in black said puzzled her. Why WAS there the tapes unless there was a purpose? The one about home was just to show off the area, simple enough. And the one in the cockpit was probably to give them a target to kill. But friendship? When their instructions were to kill everyone? It didn't make sense. Unless there was something else in the video that was important... Friends.... Metal friends.... Robots! "Everyone! They have robots! That's what the video tells us!! The Metal Friends are robots!!" The floran happily announces her discovery to her group!
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When Odessa approached, Doc nervously glanced between both Corvo and Lobo, before nodding frantically in response to Odessa's original inquiry.

"Yes, I need help! I definitely, definitely need help!!" Doc shouted, before pausing. After a short draw of silence, Doc spoke again. "But just... don't fight them! Try and do something nice like inviting them into your online circle of friends!" He said, sounding like he genuinely believed that might work.

...and then Kylo Ren began to threaten people from around the ship as well. Great.

"No! No, stop!" Doc shouted as he waved his arms frantically to get Ren's attention, while also staying still between Lobo and Corvo to hopefully prevent them from fighting as well. "There's no need to fight like this! Why don't you try sitting down and talking about your feelings instead!?" Doc shouted, still clearly desperately attempting the pacifist approach to all of this. And then, before he could demote too much attention to Ren, the plant lady had stood up and began talking about robots, which just confused Doc. "No! No, there are no robots! That video was about making friends with other people, which you should all really try doing with each other instead of killing each other!!"

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In the midst of all the chaos, however, Doc did manage to find some brightness as he looked to the blocky man.

"By the way, nice dancing! I really love your form! We should definitely take classes together sometime!"

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Lealan turns her attention to Doc again. "Are you calling me a liar? If we go down there amd find a whiff of Robots or A.I.," Lealans face contortes to much more threatening appearance. "I will drink your blood from a chalice of your Ssssskull while I Sssssup the Marrow from your bones!" She turns back to her group, her face normal again.
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I looked away from the ghost gal when the armored man approached me and caught my attention. He complimented me, putting a small smile on my face. I nodded at his offer and rubbed the back of my head with my right hand and offered a handshake with the other. This guy has been pushed around by everybody in here so I wanted to cheer him up and I always liked peaceful people like him since I am one myself.​
 
Lucky welcomed the attempts at his neck. It let him get close to Ren's ear, and he felt that he was being far too loud around Doc. Unfortunately, that grip was much too strong for his liking. "Not your weaknesses, or the weaknesses of anyone here, dummy." He wheezed, wiggling like a fish on a hook. Knowing the weaknesses of everyone else on board would be handy if they were going to spar, of course. But the general consensus seemed to be that nobody wanted to. "I mean the weaknesses of this military we're being shipped to. Wouldn't you like to destroy 'em?" Then he bit down on Ren's wrist, prying them loose enough to push himself out of the grab. While Lucky waited for Ren's answer, he took some breaths, and turned his attention back to his...friends?

"I'm not sure who it was...it was definitely one of us boys, but I'm not sure which one." His gaze shifted to the ceiling, as he tapped his chin. "Lana, it was either right before I met you, or right before that penguin-Lana?"

The fox was tense again.

"Lan-"

There was another hefty blow to his cheeks.

"R-really gettin' our licks in, aren't we, lass?" He couldn't believe it, he was actually whimpering. "See? This is what I mean. The original me would have smacked you six ways to Sunday, Lass. But instead..." He focused on the stinging feeling in his heart, only to stiffen upon hearing a smacking sound.

Now Lana was smacking herself.

"L-lass! That wasn't...you didn't have to do that!" His eyes were as wide as those of a deer in headlights, and he felt himself be crushed by the oncoming emotions. Only those emotions were much, much heavier than a car and a deer combined. He was about to say something, before Leana interjected.

"Robots, eh?...I could take out a robot..." There was a flicker of confidence in his weak voice, but then-oh, God no!-Doc protested. In response, the rabbit hardened his eyes. "Oh, so now death is a factor, laddie? And how come you want us to be chums when we'll just be blasting each other's brains out, eh?"

He sprang up to Doc's chest, scrambling to his helmet. "Seems a little skeevy, doesn't it, laddie? And DON'T give us that 'I'm just the medic' bellyachin'! If you are responsible for us, then you must have been told something!"

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Ah yes, the Dullahan. They were a race of headless riders that existed in the Age of Gods. Bazett had told Jun about them during an excursion to her native home of Ireland. The memory of Bazett Fraga McRemitz made Jun cringe slightly. Not that he had anything AGAINST Bazett. It was just that she was the Enforcer the Clocktower had sent to bring him in on the charges of murdering mages in his "Blade of Judgement" days. Their first encounter had ended with Bazett using her Fragarach Noble Phantasm to essentially kill him. Well he made it through alive, but Jun was technically dead for a few moments before his Origin kick-started his heart again. Two weeks recovery and he was fine. After doing a few bounties for the association, the two became decently acquainted. If only she could see him now, talking to something as mysterious as a Dullahan. "Ah yes, the headless riders of Ireland. Well I can see why you communicate via PDA. I don't see your head around though.... or is that a bit personal?" said Jun as he leaned back a bit in his seat.

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8D11898D-4800-430E-9390-E270D4FA8612.png“I’ve seen some serious tech, hell, I had a suit that essentially made me a walking tank and ghost at the same time, but this? No. Looks to be standard issue, perhaps polyethylene? Only way I see these folks wearing it without collapsing under the weight. Now I’ve seen other things, that I can discuss with you later because of the time it’d take, but yeah, nothing like this.”
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While Benedict was finally being left alone, he decided to pass the time with his favorite activity....Scrabble with himself.
“Ah! A letter Z! I know what word I’ll spell.......Zebra....that’s a five point bonus!” He said giddily as he waited for Benedict to complete his turn....to which nothing would happen as there was only one Benedict playing.
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