The Simulation [Inactive]

"I'm the party leader.. If something happens to them it's on me. I hope it's soon" Archon said as he realized they were right.


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Archer remembered that RPG games has levels. Maybe Fluffy can level up and evolve into something huge.


His glove glowed white. "Why do my stuff keep glowing..." he mumbled but he put his hand on a Rakia's shoulder.


Rakia was encased in a white glow before it dimmed. "I have no idea what just happened."


(Sorry for the late reply. I was watching Titanic. :| )


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Rakia stumbled back, freaked out looking. "Ok.. what was that you just did?! i swear.. if i grow a second nose im going to make you pay."
 
'Healing process 76%' a voice from his glove said. "Relax. You're just being... healed or something." said Archer.


'Healing process 100%' said the voice. "Skipping." he accused the glove.


'Healing unavailable for 0 days, 24 hours, 0 minutes, and 0 seconds' said the voice.


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Atlas couldn't hold back he snorted covering his mouth with a hand a smile forming behind his hand at Rakias comment.


"I apologize..." He spoke calming down a pink hue appearing on his cheeks, embarrassed. He then stared at his feet listening to the voice quietly.
 
"Huh.. shock damage has been reduced ta nothing. Thanks." She said, unsure of it still.


She heard Atlass laugh and lit up like a Christmas star. "..you think im funny! You laughed! I heard it, i so did! No denying that chuckle my friend!"
 
Atlas looked up his cheeks still red,


"I did no such thing." He muttered trying to regain his composure, his pride disintegrating.
 
"Was it a snort, a giggle? Its okay! i mean, i know im hilarious. Even a mr cool such as yourself couldnt resist!" She said, pretending her pride was inflating.
 
Atlas felt like his cheeks where on fire,


"Don't we have a team to find." He turned to Archon, "where were you all the last time you where in contact?" He then turned to Rakia, eyes narrowed and face emotionless.


"And it was a snort for your information, I did not giggle, chuckle or laugh Ms. Rakia." He spoke formally.
 
"A snort and a reallllly red blush. Thats better than nothing." She grinned childishly. "Miss rakia.. you sound like adoctor a little more witheverything you say. Now, if you called me Rakia Rachel Jude, id be scared."
 
Atlas stiffened,


"Please don't say that Doctors aren't reliable people, and I'd wish to not be and or like a doctor in the future. Thank you...Anyways I believe we should set off now towards your 'party'." He looked up at the sky, checking where east was and began walking quietly.
 
Archer watched the two talk to/tease each other. When Atlas began walking quietly, he picked up Fluffy and put him on Rakia's shoulder. "Fluffy says he's bored." said Archer.


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Rakia opened her mouth then clammed it shut, irritation arising in her. She walked a bit faster and further away from Atlas, thinking of what he must have meant. They are reliable. If they werent, she would be dead. Not dying. Not happy and glad to be there. "Fine.. You dont get that title... stupid atlas." She mumbled.
 
Atlas sighed, silently fuming with irritation. Words of encouragement from people at the hospital and his school echoing within his mind, he didn't care if he was the fricken Einstein he wouldn't be a doctor or even considered one. He looked up seeing the sun set, but didn't slow. If they continued like this they'd surly make it by nightfall.
 
Archer retracted his arms and Fluffy. Now was not a good time to joke around but he wasn't kidding when Fluffy said he was bored.


The flying clock earlier? It had legs. Since when? Since he noticed it. The clock grew mechanical arms and charged towards him and Fluffy.


Archer realized this was an opportunity so he let Fluffy down and backed away. The kitten suddenly moved to the left, making the clock miss its target. "Ole!" cheered Archer.
 
Rakia continued until she spotted motion outside the sector. A group in all black suits. She wasnt in the mood to chat with Atlas, so she slipped away, as subtly as a cherry red girl could. Maybe they were a group? They all matched. "Hey.. you guys missing a group mate?" She asked quietly. In reply, the emotionless group attacked. She used her great sword, blocking gun shots up until one weilding a sword caught her from behind, nicking her side. "Ouch! Dont you know its rude to hit a busy opponent?!"
 
Archer's attention immediately turned towards Rakia and a bunch of uncool people like an evil version of the FBI.


"Win this fight, Fluffy." he told the kitten and his bow glowed red. He took his bow and notched an arrow, making it land at the center of Rakia and her attackers.


He silently cursed and called out, "Rakia, red arrow, look out!"
 
Atlas turned to see an empty spot where Rakia was then saw her fiery hair in the distance but disappeared within a group of suited men. At this sight he sprinted towards her, his speed getting there quickly he sipped his hand into his left pocket and pulled out a thin scapel tackling a man and slitting his throat all in one swift motion.
 
Archon saw the struggle and rushed over holding his large sword striking at an enemy with a downward slash.


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Rakia backflipped with ease, arrow wizzing an inch below her head.rakia charged the men shouting "plus 50 pounds, plus 12000 pounds!" She sword went up in purple flames and she swung to hit the ground, causing a shock wave that knocked enemies back. Panting lightly, herstrength skyrocketed from the move.
 
Archer cursed again. Oh well, he tried warning them. He watched as the arrow made lines of fire, burning anything that touches it.


"Wow. Now that's awesome." he said and glanced at the fight Fluffy was in. He was winning.


He turned his attention back at the Evil FBI.
 
Atlas Whipped the scapel against his black pant leg cleaning it as he inspected their surroundings before turning to Rakia.


"You alright..." He questioned, she was irritated with him he knew but he wouldn't stop caring about any of his new companions.
 
Rakia looked at Atlas with her usual joy, thenseemed to remember being mad, huffed and looked away again. "Sfine." She said, taking time to catch her breath. It hurt. Why? She didnt know. It wasa game.


She looked at theblack battle suited team, only to see them disappear in pixels.
 
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