Cursed creatures and Painted Wagons – Dead Nation (Carrendar Dynasty.)

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Role play Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation.

Cursed creatures and Painted Wagons

War Castle – Lorewall 2E

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DarksiedTheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar

CharlotteCarrendar:- It was a hard choice to make for Sora as to which door to go through. One to five was the doors to the various calibres of guns to be expected to be used on board the Tarantula. Sora went with door three, and stepped across the hall, placing his hand on the door handle and clicking it open, entering a sterile environment, that housed similar weapons to the ones he had seen on board the massive tank. He reached down and picked up a large machine gun, and though he was not used to handling such weapons, he was more than eager to test it out. What he wasn’t prepared for, was the kick back, that nearly threw him off his feet. He also made a real mess of the targets, and even dinted the walls, with hundreds of bullet mark strikes forming a halo around the target. You could hear the echo of laughter coming from behind his door, as Taru shook her head at his antics. She on the other hand, was more interested in the virtual simulations rooms, behind doors six to ten. Taru went for room number eight, that had her enter the cock pit main driving chamber, complete with specialist command chair, and all the possible switches and dials that were just like the Tarantula itself. Taru eased into the leather of the comfortable chair, running her clawed hands up and down the soft upholstery. This just felt right, till the light in the room turned an eerie red hue, and holographic projections appeared, like a panel of screens, that she could run her finger across the air, to move and enlarge, activitating the simulation module. One of the first things the Tarantula did was step onto a car and crush it completely, which had Taru cover her mouth to stifle her laughter. “Oh…this is a dangerous toy.” She mused, using the remote control like toggles to get the many legs of the beast Arachnid tank to move independently. “So many choices..” Taru’s eyes took in all the switches, and she even giggled as she flicked a switch and you could hear the whoosh of a rocket being expelled and targeted onto Burger man’s restaurant in Lorewall, blowing it sky high in a mushroom cloud of fire and ash…and fries. <c>

Taru bit her lip, amazed at the Tarantula’s capabilities, as the chair she sat in vibrated in time to the marching movement of the simulated Battle tank. She even had a screen that displayed how the Tarantula would appear to the public of Lorewall, and she knew that this thing would simply scare them silly. In the simulation, they walked about calmly, as the colossal tank marched down Main Street, where no vehicle was safe from its powered legs. The sound was something else too. All the hydraulics and hissing, it was almost like it had its own voice. The crunch as each foot planted dug into the tar of the roads. Taru tried out the sub machine guns, flame throwing, and more missiles, that were sent spiralling into targeted buildings and then enemy tanks came into the path of the Tarantula, which stopped in its tracks, as a rocket was fired towards it in simulation. Now came the real test, as the tank came under enemy fire. Taru’s projected holographic screens were filled with red haze target locks, and she switched to manual firing, sending out smaller missles, that blew the opposition tanks sky high. Fire and debris littered the screen in front of her, and at the end of the simulation, she fell back in her chair, panting from the stress of the simulation. If this was going to be how Lorewall would become with the arrival of the Astartes, then at least they had a force to be reckoned with. <c>

The red hue of the lighting changed back to a normal ultraviolet, and Taru rose out of her chair and headed back out into the corridor, where Sora was waiting for her, after trying out the machine guns in room five. Clearly, Sora wanted to hear how Taru faired in the simulation, and when she saw that her cheeks actually had colour to them, he had to laugh. “It was that bad?” He asked, and she patted her shoulder lightly. “Oh…you have no idea what that thing can do.” Course, he had a fair idea, but let her catch her breath, now that the tour of the War castle was pretty much at an end. Larry was of course waiting for them, and said as they prepared to leave. .-(Larry)”When you leave the War Castle it will be scrubbed down and disappear as if we were never here but since you have place a marker on the map expect it to be delivered to that location.” Taru and Sora glanced at each other, when Larry said that the War Castle would disappear. “That’s simply not possible. How can you make a whole war weapons factory disappear?” Taru wasn’t in the mood to argue, and gave her brother something of a light swat with her hand. “Thanks again for your hospitality, Larry. We won’t hold you up further.” Sora rubbed his arm, as the two left the War castle and started to head back up towards the heart of Lorewall on foot. Looking back behind him, not five hundred metres ahead, when he looked back, he had trouble even seeing the War Castle, and rubbed his eyes, before falling in step with Taru. “Where to now, Sis?” <3>

The School of Masters – Dead Nation

CharlotteCarrendar: – Raven extended her hands and took the repaired mask back from the Headmaster, holding it in her hands, and turning it over gently, to see for herself, how the new button on the mask and mechanisms activated the sliding section at the lower end of the mask. Still in awe of how he was able to work on the mask as it floated in the air, with the various pieces all coming together from pieces of the earth, it had her wonder as to the significance of the world around her and how it was in harmony with making her mask. Raven brought the mask back up to her face, and hooked it back behind her ears, so when she lowered her hands, you could see the bottom part slide open as she spoke and she would now be able to eat with the mask attached and her identity safe once more. The Headmaster; who also happened to be a large tree spoke so politely to the young girl, and she stood before him with her hands clasped together before her. )”If it is a question that bothers you just ask and you might receive an answer even if it is vague…Just remember young one this is still a school after all and anyone who comes to school…comes to learn…so never be afraid to ask and never forget that time is different here.” Raven bowed and rose slowly, her red locks falling back to place upon her shoulders. “Thank you Headmaster, for everything. I only have one question, but the person I need to ask…is far from me. But I will remember what you have said, and your kindness.” Stepping back from the headmaster, Darksied quizzed Raven about what she truly was. Though she had not morphed into her full form in the tunnels, she was capable of it, if threatened with her life. ”So umm that makes you a Beblith right?” Darksied enquired, and Raven nodded twice, her head turned towards him so he could make out the haunting black swirl in her eyes. “It’s hard to explain, and not something I think you are ready for me to show you.” Her hands fell to her sides and swang back and forth as she walked along. When he asked if she had any more questions for the Headmaster, Raven replied. “I do have one for you. Are you human?” <3>

DarksiedtheLegend: -As Raven and Darksied was walking back to the encampment did Raven ask an unusual question-(Raven) “I do have one for you. Are you human?” –To which little Darksied let out a small laugh-(Darksied)”Ha hah ha ha ha hah yeah I’m human…well at least until the ritual. Technically I’m a citizen of Lorewall…Lorewall how I miss it, though I think the majority of the other people don’t come from Nemaeus.” –As they got close to the camp, their teacher the mute was playing a recorded message this time the voice on the message seemed kind of old-(Tape)”Alright students, this test is going to be easy for most of you….The teacher will be getting a covered wagon as we go to town….The town has been magically created to simulate the various towns or cities you might encounter in your own home world….The objective of this lesson is to learn how to fit into a society that doesn’t really want you….Where discrimination is at its strongest…..Now this test is simple all you have to do is to survived the day and probably get a job….Once you enter the town you would like the most repulsive thing you can imagine and your hoods and masks won’t hide it from the townspeople but rather amplify it also when you enter the town you might not see your comrades cause we need to know if you can survive on your own….The town would be similar to that of a normal so expect what you normally would expect if you were to visit a normal town. Now please wait as this teacher gets the wagon.”

CharlotteCarrendar: – Darksied’s laughter made Raven feel a bit less nervous, when she asked him if he was a human. He was, well at least until the ritual. This made her wonder. How would the ritual change him? Would he be infused with the black, since he was not born with it? Technically I’m a citizen of Lorewall…Lorewall how I miss it” Darksied said, almost wistfully, like he truly missed his home town. Raven was from Lorewall as well, but not the surface side of it. Much of her life had been spent underground, and in the Spire beneath Lorewall. Her interactions with humans, was fairly limited, compared to that of her aunt, and her Mother. Her Mother. Someone she had not seen since so very small. There was something odd about the feelings she had for her mother. A connection that she felt with no other living thing. She sometimes haunted her dreams, walking with a trail of the black following her at every turn, unable to escape it. Unable….to control it. While the black was dormant within Raven, she often wondered if she would end up her like her Mother. Raven became quiet, as she was consumed by her own thoughts, till reaching the camp, an the teacher, who was Mute, was playing a recording, that they were about to commence their next lesson. “The objective of this lesson is to learn how to fit into a society that doesn’t really want you” That was going to be a tough assignment, and what made it worse, was that the masks and capes would not hide them from the people seeing them for what they were, especially if they were repulsive. At this, Raven suddenly reached for Darksied’s hand. She had a look of fear in her eyes about this lesson. Why would she though? Perhaps this would be a test of her greatest fear? As the teacher got the wagon, she whispered to Darksied. “You think the town they send us to….is Lorewall?” <3>

DarksiedtheLegend: -As Darksied listened to the next explanation of their lesson that would happened today would someone suddenly reached for his hand as he turned to look at who it was it turns out to be Raven at to which she asked a question-(Raven) “You think the town they send us to….is Lorewall?” (Darksied)”I think Lorewall could be considered a city rather than a town…Don’t worry I think it’s one of those towns that they might have created in the pasty or something….I think they have more control in this fictional town they are willing to say. I think it’s more of a reality television show rather than a lesson”-The teacher known as Mute took his time to find a wagon with a covered top so as to transport each one of them into the fictional town as he waited for the student to enter the covered wagon.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Darksied had a good point. Lorewall was more of a metropolis than a town, and Raven felt a bit silly for thinking otherwise. Maybe it was wishful thinking on her part, but a town would have a smaller population, and less people who were ready to drive out the abominations, that they would be viewed as, as part of the lesson. Looking up, a covered wagon, just like those from the old westerns pulled up and a small ladder was lowered from the back, allowing the students to be able to board easily. Raven tended to hang back a bit, actually timid about this exercise. “A reality tv show? Like…they vote you off?…I really don’t like those shows.” The nerves in Raven were starting to show, as she fidgeted, but then as the last of the students got on, she knew she couldn’t stall the class, with her fears. So she slowly climbed aboard the back of the wagon, taking her seat, but showing wide eyes, behind her mask. She clasped her hands together, and waited for the wagon to take them to the mystery town. <3>

The Tunnels of Dead Nation – Rider’s House

CharlotteCarrendar: – Marluck’s attack on Baldrick was fiercely defended by the skilled baton twirling shovel defences. Quite a surprise to see the old man take on the towering Maruck, and keep up with him, blow for blow. The sudden retreat back to Rider’s side, gave Baldrick the chance to rest, as he struggled to get his breath back. His grey hair blown all out of place, and when he thought it safe, he dug the end of the shovel into the dirt floor of the tunnel and then tried to smooth his hair back with shaking hands. Paige was in awe of her grandfather. Knowing full well he was a mortal, and an elderly one at that, she was so surprised to see him hold his own against the skilled Marluck. “Grandpa….you did great!” she said with a more cheerful voice, after having gotten out from Marluck’s reach herself. Swallowing hard, and then bending over to place his hands on his knees, he spoke between gasps of air. “He’s…tricky…and…phew…fast..for…a …man…that…walks….on…his…hands.” Paige nodded in agreement, and then whispered. “I don’t know what is scarier…the meats, or him?” Paige had good reason to be fearful of him, for little did she realize that Rider and Marluck, had just been discussing how the pair would fair in the field, and it was said that Paige was…well green. But not only that Marluck….wanted to make her green. Building up a huge lugey the size of a baseball, he spat it at her while she was off her guard, talking to her grandfather. ~SPLATT!~ this sticky ball of nasal and mucus mixed with saliva smeared all over her hair, down the front of her mask and well…..all over her clothes. “Ugh!” the small girl rang her hands and then tried to get the globs of foul smelling mucus off her. “It’s in my hair….” she wailed, very upset that the cheeky Master of the Tunnels, could pull such an awful trick. Baldrick sighed and then raised his eyes to the ceiling. “This…is going to be a long lesson.” <3>

DarksiedtheLegend: -When the vile concoction of saliva and nasal mucus hit Paige or Cookie did Marluck simply say to Rider.-(Marluck)”She has… no reflexes… and doesn’t…. pay attention…..I fear….she will….die in….the tunnels…Old man….good for…..some meats” (Rider)”That’s why I asked you to teach them. Who else but the professor of meats can ensure their survival chances to be just a bit higher?”-Marluck would just nod before he gently walk towards to Cookie along with Rider as he spoke to Rider while walking on his hands.-(Marluck)”She needs….confidence….to use….that weapon….She need ….to find….the warrior….in her….before we….attemped a….face….to face….meeting with….real meats.” –Once Marluck and Rider got close to them did Rider spoke to them-(Rider)”You abilities has been assessed Cookie needs more time to develop all the necessary skills to allow her to live a bit longer but Turnip he could survive against some meats but just not the more specialized meats….Which means we need teach Cookie how to fight a bit more which means I leave that to you Turnip while I talk with Marluck on what to train you next on….”-As this small discussion ended Marluck and Rider looked at Turnip and Cookie to see their approval or disappointed looks.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Cookie/Paige was simply dripping in the slimey green muck that Marluck had spat at her with force. It was like the stickiest mess you could imagine, and didn’t smell all that crash hot either. “He slimed me.” She said woefully, as blobs dripped down onto her sodden shoes. Baldrick wanted to pat her, or give her a hug to reassure the poor girl, but…under the circumstances, she was a little too gross even for him to touch. “I think that was part of the lesson, Child.” Baldrick tried to be understanding, but she was really upset. “He could have warned me….look at my hair.” Baldrick tilted his head, and then said reassuringly. “I am sure it will wash out….in a week…maybe two.” Cookie flapped her arms, only spreading it further, as Marluck and Rider approached them. .-(Marluck)”She needs….confidence….to use….that weapon….She need ….to find….the warrior….in her….before we….attemped a….face….to face….meeting with….real meats.” He had a point, and even Baldrick could see that. “A meat would be far worse attacking you, then having snot in your hair, Cookie.” Baldrick said, trying to lift her spirits, though she seemed to be disheartened. “Guess I have to watch what is going on around me more.” She lamented, coming to terms with her error. Marluck gave Baldrick his thoughts on Cookie’s training, and that he needed to teach her to be more confident and use her weapon better to defend. Baldrick gripped his shovel and nodded. “I’ll do my best. After all, I practically brought up her Mother on my own and she turned out okay.” His face was one of hope and approval, thought with Cookie being covered in gunk, it was hard to tell her feelings, aside from the faint sigh. <3>

 

Smooth Criminal – Part Two.

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Part Two – Smooth Criminal
TheGorya: -Conan smiled at her knowing her looks were just an act for her to display he could in fact sense she was trying her best to keep him from going off as she started packing medical supplies. She told him she might not keep food he as he nodded. Seeing her trot off he looked at the map as he saw the way to the highway. He looked at the map seeing where they were as he smirked as Seven talked about war he looked at him- “war? Well if there is one I am sure nothing will come to harm with us. Even so I will try to keep from fighting if it all means necessary. Trust me I am sure we won’t have a problem if you think that the fastest way ok then we will go that way.” –he looked to see Luna came back and said that there was only enough for a couple days as he sighed.- “well I am sure once we find your mother I am sure she will be supplied and ready for anything. “ –he could feel something wrong in the room like something was about to happen of course seven found something that looked like a small toy as he looked at him as he picked it up.

When the lights came on he had a reaction as he drew Brisinger as he pointed it at the ball in Seven’s hand as he said- “Seven. Place that down right now. That thing is not a toy by far.” –he knew the lights coming on didn’t mean anything good as he growled at it he started to channel energy within Brisinger. The sword by now should have started to give off a pitch of sound but that wasn’t the case for some reason Brisinger didn’t see the little object as a threat as Conan for once in his life was about to throw Brisinger out the window. He growled as the egg like object was light up as he dropped his sound sword on the ground as he said- “Fucking piece of shit relic won’t even work” –he put got himself ready to snatch what was in sevens hand.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Seven was half shocked by the automation of the droid, but was really pleased more than anything else. You have to remember, he is just a twelve year old boy, and a mechanical spider, is pretty freaking cool. “Seven. Place that down right now. That thing is not a toy by far.” Seven frowned and grizzled. “But it’s shiney!” –he whined and was about to put it down, when Luna noticed a picture up on the wall in Charlotte’s closet. It was her mother, and the science team of Seal 9, with an enormous battle droid behind them. The inscription on the frame said. “JACKV2FKR” Luna took another look at the miniature, and realised a startling resemblance. “Conan…I wouldn’t try and ..pick it up.” –she said in a nervous tone, as the miniature spider reared up at the sight of Conan approaching. “IT’S ALIVE!” Squealed Seven, clapping his hands, then realising, it was pointing two tiny rocket things at Conan’s crotch. “Dude?….” The miniature JACK was screeching in a metallic babble, and Luna dived behind the bed. <3>

TheGorya: -Conan looked at Seven as he told him “But it’s shiney!” Conan didn’t care as he growled while saw the object jumped out as it pointed rockets at him he didn’t know what it was going to as in the moment as Luna jumped behind the bed. Brisinger roared and screeched out as it was even louder than Conan was used to as Conan placed his hands on his ears as Brisinger was glowing with a weird aura. Conan looked at his sword as it raised and shot out a beam of light throughout the room as the beam disappear from Brisinger and start forming a body. He looked at it as the loud screaming was still around he couldn’t focus as the beam slowly dimmed he jumped in closet as the body of aura was moving towards the jacket. As it loud screeching was getting louder and the glass windows broke. Conan kept his hands over his ears trying to bare the pain of the loud nose he couldn’t even control it. It wasn’t just sound it was something else. The beam of aura shot straight at the mini spider with great force as the screeching stoped a voice came out.-

“Don’t hurt Conan!!!!!!” –then a form within the beam come out as a little girl no older than ten years old appeared as she stood proudly her hair was bright blonde with a flush skin tone of angel. Her face looked a lot like a little girl named Anya as her bright blue eyes gleamed like sapphires. Her dress was white as snow as he point at the little mini robot spider- “wait till I tell Dad what you are doing and then Charlotte will get a hold of you. They don’t call me Sarah for nothing I will make sure Anya gets a hold of you after im done!” –Sarah walked forward as she held her hand up while a bolt of electrical current started to form in her hand as she flung it at the carpet missing the robot spider as a warning. Who was this angel of a girl or was she even an angel?-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Ever have a moment, where so much happens at once, that its totally blinding and confusing? With Brisinger roaring and screeching, everyone hit the decks, including Seven and Luna. The miniature spider droid continued to chitter and threaten, as smoke started to come out of tiny rocket silos. But the loud screeching that was coming from god knows where, had everyone cover their ears, and with a final burst, that had the very windows break, a formation of a being started to glow, as Luna popped her head up from the other side of the bed. A beam of light shot out towards the spider, which leapt and then skittered around the bed, to hide with Luna. As the blast hit the carpet, more smoke rose up and the sound of a girl’s voice became audible.

“Wait till I tell Dad what you are doing and then Charlotte will get a hold of you. They don’t call me Sarah for nothing I will make sure Anya gets a hold of you after I’m done!” The crazy girl was screaming and trying to blast the small spider again with a bolt of electrical current. Seven got to his feet, and yelled at her. “Quit it….it’s a toy spider, you nit!”- Luna placed the spider on her shoulder, and it leaned against her neck, as she popped her head up again. “Well, My Mummy is going to send your Daddy the bill for damaging her apartment.”- she said with attitude, poking out her tongue. <3?>

VladePrimusOriginus: The Vlade would be Poised upon his lands Ready to strike upon the vast and uncertain quarrels of his Dark abode. His hands were positioned just barely beneath the folds of his Clothing. They speedily return with a small flintlock pistol, The intricate designing of the Weapon was detailed explicitly with golden linings. Twelve or so runes of Power line the barrel of the Gun. A dark essence flows around the expanse of the Artillery The one within in his left hand had a Rather Pain stricken façade to it. The one in the Right gave off Partial waves quite similar to The energy Dispersed by his being. A smile crosses his twisted disfigured face as a loud and daemonic repertoire of Slaughtered laughing. He tilts his head to the left and the Smile lengthens. His index finger pulls down upon the triggering mechanism of the Gun. Instantly His Aura Flares behind the Piece of material loaded in the gun, It exponentially Builds force and launches the Bullet within Straight into the Shadowed form of his Blood Bayne which was Stabbed into the ground precisely twelve feet in front of him. The bullet hits the blade and instantly Forces Vlade into the Oh so needed Great Purge. Vlade screams loudly as every minute microscopic part of his body and essence Vibrates. He screams till his throat gets raw. Blood proceeds to flow from his Eyes and Ears, Eventually from his endless screaming Blood begins to spray from his mouth. He falls to his knees. A burning sensation envelopes his entire Body, As if someone replaced the Ichtor in his veins with molten lead. His body begins to feel as if it were about to burst into flames.

His Eyeballs begin to swell and steam in his sockets. His skin begins to bubble as The Stress in his Body from Such an alteration to his Physical form. He reaches up in his agony and begins clawing his Face and Flesh off of his Body. At this point His Aura would launch around him and Ignited upon contact to his Physical form. In a matter of moments his Entire skin would have been charred clean off leaving only the fleshy remains from under it. He falls onto his Front and begins to Seize up violently as Every Fibre of his Aura is Burnt from the essence that made him. Thousands of useless parts of him purged away. Out of this Purging came the Expanse of other things vanishing, A purging of his Psychos, a purging of his Form, his power. It was at this point in which Our Story would begin. The embodiment of Insanity.

The very fibre of all the way void and devoid of logical thinking. And from all the pieces purged off from the Vlade it forms its own being. One of the inner daemons that Vlade had sealed within himself. Insanity would spiral as its holds upon the World deepen. The Vlade would be left in Cear thought, a very scary idea, as the Aire of Insanity Ponders over the partially linked Basis conjoining the Realms he inhabits to their Inverts and from their into their Twin realms. From which it would jump into the Realms of the Living. Only to become noted by the beings of a Strange Dynasty. Equipped with the Inverts of Vlade’s Qweapons Insanity would holster its Flintlocks and begins to walk forward. It bears a rather lengthy smile, As if a glasglow grin were constructed upon his Face. At this point upon noting all around him in the area he commences his entrance with a rather Brutal Case of auto nucleation, or more easily understood as Ripping his own Eyes out.

Blood and puss flows down the expanse of its Black tarnished scaled Flesh. Its Body was big; most other Description of it would solely be described as Insane. All it does upon arriving is endlessly begins Chuckling, its tone holding very sadistic overtones.

TheGorya: -Conan still recovering from the screeching as he heard the worst of the screeching since he was on top of it as he could feel a little blood rush from his ear as he could feel his ear drum was not broken but damaged. He got up but staggered out holding his ear his balance was off as he looked up seeing Sarah appearing out of nowhere as he said to Sarah as he saw her- “Well isn’t that nice Sarah. Come in with a loud bang?” –he staggered as he got up knowing he could adjust as he stood there seeing her that she was older. Sarah had turned to see Conan as she looked at them all still confused but angry seeing Conan being threatened. She looked at seven as he was yelling at her. Still angry and confused she looked down as she said- “Get out of my face before I break your jaw….” –she was upset angry and confused at where she was as she looked to Conan.- “Where dad? Isn’t he with you?” –she waited for his answer as she looked at him with worried eyes. Conan went quite as he looked away knowing that her father was Shadow he birthed her from his own soul of course none of these kids would know any of that as he spoke softly-

“You know as well as I do if you’re standing here older and aged of course Sarah, he is dead” –he stopped as he said to Seven while he walked towards him as he said- “Seven stop yelling she was only protecting me, and its confirmed Shadow is dead….” –he looked over to Luna as he asked her in a calm tone- “are you alright?” –he was worried as he looked back to Seven as he spoke- “This is Sarah Daybreaker formed from Shadow’s spirit. You might know her sister Anya.” –Sarah heard the words that Shadow was dead as he darted straight at Conan screaming as she cried out- “HE CANT BE DEAD! HE WAS IMMORTAL BY AGE!!!!!! HE CAN’T BE DEAD!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO….” –she started slapping at his jacket and chest as she fell to the floor screaming at him as she cried and screamed at him.- “NO!!!!!! HE CAN’T BE!” –she placed herself on the floor as she was crying as he latched on to his feet as she looked at the other two children in disgust as she always looked at those who were mean to her from the start. She was of course upset and in denial.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Seeing as Conan was actually bleeding from his ear, Luna got up and dashed into the ensuite and brought out some wads of cotton and a bandage for his head and ear, all the while the mini Jack was perched on her shoulder, the Cap plushie tucked under her left arm. “Conan…you’re bleeding.”- she said, pointing at his head, whilst the girl from the Big Bang, was making a big noise. Conan had been trying to point out the fact that her father was in fact dead. Seven copped a serve, for yelling at Sarah, and his jaw fell open, pointing at Sarah as she lashed away on the ground. “Least I am not carrying on like her. Come on Luna…we have a quest.”- He then snatched up the map, and with his backpack on he urged his twin to follow him. Stomping down the stairs, he is heard to say to Luna. “Did you pack extra socks? Cause if that twit is coming, I am going to want them to ram down her gob.”- Luna rolled her eyes, carrying more gear, than Seven was. “Mum’s going to be pissed about her room.” <3>

 

TheGorya: -Conan looked at Sarah as she balled out and luna assisting him with his ear as he looked at Luna and Seven. Seven basically wanted to leave them here as he growled at him as Conan said to him- “give me a moment Seven you might be old enough on your own but your not only with a quest…” –he looked down at Sarah as closed his eyes as she was now over working herself as he reached down at her back as his would glow with a white aura as it entered Sarah’s back. The glow would wrap around her as her body was changing into something the aura engulfed her as she transformed. As it glowed it showed a sword like figure as he grabbed a hold of the handle as he swung it around as he placed the blade on his shoulder the sword hardened showed a bright steel that was bright yet it had an electrical aura around it.

As the hilt of the blade had symbol of the gorya. Daybreaker was her last name and she was Daybreaker itself. Conan turned to Seven as he walked past him out the door as he said walking by.- “You Seven are starting to really piss me off if anything I think you should start to learn respect…” –he glared at him with a intimating eyes as he finished.- “you should at least have respect for those that have lost family what if we find out your mother is dead? What will you do then?” –He stood straight at Seven as he finished his barking at him- “If you want to be an adult start acting like it and stop being the know it all!” –he knew the kid was right about a so called quest but in reality Seven was young he most likely barely knew how to fight and Conan was not about lose his way in this world because a kid was trying to act tough for his age. He looked to both of them as he said- “now if you are all ready let get a move on” –he turned around as he started walking towards the lift out of the penthouse as he carried Daybreaker on his shoulder.-

VladePrimusOriginus: Insanity Began to skip around the General mass of the Area, He continues to laugh aloud as his Crazed Mangled Form displays an extra set of mandibles upon his sides. Using the First set of Appendages linked upon his upper left quad-sector of its elongated Spine, it would bend forward allowing its remaining limbs and appendages to fall to the ground. Now with a most dark look upon the curvature of his Upper head expands lower to the three remaining faces with heads. In its utter confused being further altered by the three black mineral whips protruding from its Flesh in odd places. A Pair of Silver Wings protrude from its many shoulder blades, They have a wingspan when unfurled of twenty-seven feet. It proceeds to launch itself forward, Its destination unknown even to itself, It simply did with no reason.

Though this was not to say that Insanity was Stupid, or even not intellegent. Insanity was infact very intelligent, it is beyond mortal comprehension. It reaches a cluster of Trees and runs deep into the Miniature forest. It straightens itself and its form shifts into what appears to be a slender man, only more so covered in a thick fur symbolic of barbs on barbed wire. It punches a tree with each hand. Falling twelve from each mandible. Only its form seems to shrink after every strike. Soon it is evident that its form is one of illusion and reverts to one of a more stranger from. Its mandibles seem to vanish as do all of its arms. It begins dancing around now as the trees begins to fall dodging underneath them as ech one were about to hit the ground.

Upon exiting the group of trees It would run dashing down the streets Chasing after Sole police cars and climbing buildings only to run down them on the way down. It comes to the exit of a penthouse and looks at a figure exiting. “One might ask If the morrow would ever come but to get to morrow one must have a quest to start today for the trip to get to morrow is trip a day would talk to get to morrow today youd have to leave for morrow yesterday and today you’ll get to morrow with tommow for your day.” It pauses and stares at him for a moment. “Death awaits the Morograths….” It sits in the middle of the street and Stares at the man.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Unbeknownst to Seven, he was really yanking Conan’s chains something fierce. If it wasn’t for the fact he had pledged his sword, he may well have used it against the Carrendar Teen. Conan charged past him in a huff of sorts, growling fiercely as he went. “You should at least have respect for those that have lost family what if we find out your mother is dead? What will you do then?” Seven thought about this for all of five seconds. “Have a freaking party here!…Yeah…and then….yeah.” He was after all, only twelve. “If you want to be an adult start acting like it and stop being the know it all!” Boy, this bloke really had a set of pipes. Luna came up alongside Seven, basically carrying most of the supplies, like a pack mule. On top of having the miniature Jack and the Cap plushie. Seven leaned over to her and said in a hushed tone. “I haven’t even got pubes, and he wants me to act manly? What is he? The Indian from the Village people? Gay….I tell ya.” Luna shrugged, and adjusted her packs as the miniature spider droid chirped happily on her shoulder. “Maybe you should cut him some slack…I mean, he only woke up this morning, and he is babysitting all us lot.” Conan was about to usher them out, when a strange figure appeared at the doorway. Seven spotted this and then piped up loudly. “Oh..Mister Conan…someone is here for you.” <3>

TheGorya: -Conan was getting hot headed over this his ears still were aching as he walked to the door he let his guard down as he could hear Seven talking like he was going to party. He bit his lip as he wanted to smack the boy silly after that comment. He simply placed Daybreaker up against the wall as Sarah wouldn’t be able to return into her human embodiment for sometime as he sighed. He waited for the lift to come back to the top as he heard Seven call out to him say “Oh..Mister Conan…someone is here for you.” He quickly turned around as he went into defensive mode as he started to use his sensory type magic to sense the intention of the figure outside the window as he glared. He just relied that Brisinger was in the bedroom he knew that he could fight without if it this thing that was at the window was an enemy. He watched carefully as he said to Luna and seven- “Stay right there! Both of you!” –he looked at the shadowy figure as he said- “State your business” –he hummed into a sweet melody as his focused the sound in his throat around him as he clenched his fists tightly. The sound he focused from his voice would carry around his body a light aura around him. He was of course worried if this thing would attack him or the kids here.-

VladePrimusOriginus: The instant it would Feel the very fibres of an energy scanning over it Insanity would begins chuckling and gently Press at the minds of those around him. What was it however that he would share with them? Quite frankly he was just pressing his mind out at them, completely unguarded. Insanity begins to rock back and forth ever so slowly as it begins to ponder its next course of action, see there were millions of possible futures spreading from this single instance and the instances leading out of this moment. Insanity thinks of all these infinite choices that could be made. Of course this occurs in a nano second as he hears the demand of its intentions.

“I am the Wandering thought, The ingenious. I am on a mission benefiting all For from me comes your, or at least the conscious that is you, For without me You wouldn’t be you, After all what is it that makes your conscious you? The Varying levels of sanity or their lack of?” Insanity smiles and stands before continuing. “I am here to corrupt the minds of the pure and purify those whom have no purity. For that is my way, Or is it? Perhaps I could choose the other action? No….So many choices can’t I have them all?” He shakes his head as he argues with himself. “To simplify this emancely I am an embodiment of Insanity. Take what Assumptions you want from that.” Is rips off one of its hands and begins tossing it from one hand to another. Before finally tossing it into its mouth, and eating it. It chews and swallows before it speaks again. “Though I don’t have any intent of attacking any of you, But then again I am sporadic In my choices.’ It shrugs before proceeding to crack its varying joints and knuckles thus creating an assault of cracks pops and snaps.

 {To be Continued.)

 

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Roleplay Live : Group : The Carrendar DynastyTrek to the Summit : The New Generation

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CharlotteCarrendar:- The mountain of a man, Conan, regarded the children with something of disdain, since they were quite rude in their assumptions of him, due to his smell. He did however, have some questions in regard to initials, and asked the children, if they could help him. “ I am unsure if he is dead but his personalities have not appeared to who they were left to unless the letters C.C. mean anything to you both….” Luna and Seven glanced at each other and Seven said with a snort. “Only person I can come up with those initials is our Mother, Charlotte Carrendar. Unless the Captain has a name that no one knows about.”-This idea that Captain had another name had Luna questioning it as well. “Maybe it means Captain of Captains…but that brings in an “O”. I still say it means our Mum’s initials.”- Luna fidgeted with her mauve locks, and kept eyeballing Seven, who was getting tired of standing around. When Conan produced the letter, that was marked with C.C, both children leant forward, and Seven became confused. “So, you’re a messenger?” Seven asked with a quirky grin. The aging of the paper suggested he had had the letter in his care for some time. “A really slow one.”- Luna said with a chuckle. Conan, would explain that he had taken a vow, to ensure the letter be delivered, and that he would use his sword, to carry out the wishes of Shadow. On the offer of his hand to seal his introduction, the children were at first tentative to shake it. “I am Conan SilverFang Time ward for Cherokee sound wolves’ clan. Born 1500 B.C. at your service, and you are?” Seven, gave Conan’s hand a quick shake, then ran his hand across his Mohawk. “I am Seven, son of Charlotte, and this is my twin, Luna…we are both Carrendar, and we are about to search for our Mother.” Luna nodded in agreement, and then pulled on the edges of her dress. “Hello.” She was not too comfortable in shaking his hand. Conan was also trying to enlighten them….someone else, was speaking in a voice, that would reach into her mind. “And I am Brsinger voice and Spirit of The Gorya…….. Soundspell to my wielder soulbound to my wieldier.” Luna looked around and behind her, not sure where that voice was coming from. She then tapped her head twice, as if to rid the sound.Seven shuffled his feet, and then said in a voice that appeared to be breaking. “We are on our way to our mother’s apartment. I have an idea…and *he reaches into a pocket and pulls out a key swipe pass.*..I stole this from Mum’s purse, last time I saw her.” – he held it up like it was a prize and Luna wanted to snatch it. “You had this all along?!” Her cry was a high pitch, and she growled like an angered kitten as he pulled it out of her reach. “Ah ah ahhhh. It’s safer with me, and besides, I been dying to go up there. *smirking at Conan, Seven chortled*. You want to deliver that letter, and then follow us. One way or another, you are going to meet, C.C.” Seven started to walk back down the street, as Luna skipped after him. “Think she has sweets up there?”<3>TheGorya: -Conan cocked a brow at them as they were confused as he shook the young man hand as he nodded at the little girl- “well Luna and Seven all I can say is a pleasure to meet you…” –he looked at Luna as he noticed she could in fact hear Brisinger as smirked she didn’t know where the sound came from of course. he knew that these kids must be something else most humans can’t hear the pitch of Brisinger since it’s a higher melody than a normal sound it reaches to the higher limit as if it was a whisper of course most animals can hear the sound.

The melody it plays is soft a sweet tune normally enough to place someone asleep of course when speaking it tone of sound is that of a normal person talking but still plays at high tones. He knew they both could hear it the fact of the matter was he knew he could trust them for the time being. He watched as Seven pulled out a key form his pocket he kept quite as he watched them while he was interested as he watched them as Seven replied to him. “You want to deliver that letter; then follow us. One way or another, you are going to meet, C.C.” he pondered the words as he nodded while walking next to him as he left his sensor magic wide open to anything that might evil lurking around them or following him. His sensor ability is very vast for how much focus it takes he looked at Seven and Luna feeling something rather odd about them. He wondered is there something magical or demonic in them? He couldn’t quite place it of course he didn’t know the difference between different races or magic’s. That he was quite sure but he could sense the characteristic of a person. Finding out mood, intensions or even more so power level.

He nodded at Seven as he looked over to Luna as he hear her say something about sweets. He wasn’t sure if the term had changed in the past years he had been in sleep but from what he remembered that meant candy. He quickly reached into his endless bag of goodies of course the magic’s of the bag surprised Conan. Since he placed so many things in it but always had room, he pulled out a candy rolled in a plastic wrapper the label read “Chocolate rose” he picked up a bunch of them yet it still was fresh since the bag kept everything fresh and ageless like his body. He said to her looking at the small little piece of candy.-

“Do you like Candy Luna?” –he smirked hopping she would say yes as it was meant for her as he offered it to her.- “it’s from a old candy shop made in about 1965. It’s still fresh that I can tell yea but if you want it you can have it.” –he smiled at her still keeping his focus on where they were going as. His sensor was not picking up on much but with in the 15 block radius he could pick up on anything bad. He didn’t know if anything bad would happen as he looked to Seven asking him some vital question.- “so what can you tell me of your mother and your family. I would like to know more than just of whom you are if you don’t mind.” –He waited for an answer from him as they walked down the street.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Seven, marched off down the street, a teen with purpose, kicking the odd can and humming to himself. The key now safely back in his pocket, and he knew exactly which apartment complex their mother lived in, when she was on the surface in Lorewall. High Towers; the skyscraper at the heart of Lorewall. The living quarters of the rich and famous, as well as some nosy politicians, and smarmy business men. “Just another two blocks.”- Seven called back, as Luna appeared to be bringing up the rear. Luna was imaging what fine foods her mother must keep up in her luxury apartment, and day dreamed of laying on a big couch, surrounded by boxes and boxes of sweets and chocolates.

Course, her comment was not lost on Conan, who asked her simply. “Do you like Candy, Luna?” Luna stared up at the giant of a man, as if he was a few sandwiches short of a picnic. “Course I do. Sugar and Spice and all things nice. And candy IS nice…very nice.”- Picking up her step, since Seven had put some distance between them, Luna was surprised to hear Conan say he had candy from some old shop, hundreds of years old. On seeing the Chocolate Rose, wrapped in plastic paper, she was intrigued, but still bawked at its age. “How can something stay fresh, if it’s over a hundred years old?”

-Good question. Did this mean it was enchanted? Luna continued to walk, but enticed by the magical confectionary. “Mkay…just one.”- Not half trusting the giant yet. If he gave it to her, she’d take off the paper and pop it in her mouth, to chew with gusto. Across the road, and there they were. High Towers. Conan was wanting to know more about her mother and family, and Luna replied, as Seven took out his card for the door. “Err. Mum’s…a traveler. And..she has a huge..*Luna was about to say Thorax, when Seven interrupted. “The door key works. Come on, slow pokes. Off to the penthouse.” Going inside the plush foyer, Luna spun around, drinking in the ambiance, as though it was a fine wine. <3>

TheGorya: -Conan looked at them as of course Luna took the Chocolate from his hand as she would taste the fresh yet sweet chocolate with cherry in the middle of it. He nodded as she asked him if it was enchanted as he said to her- “the bag I have is endless and ageless anything within it is kept in dimension that is separate from this one. It cuts off time itself, however the bag itself is nearly impossible to destroy and can hold anything no matter how big or how heavy it is….” –he looked at Seven as they walked up the street.-

“I tried once to burn it to see how durable it is the fire burned out before the bag did. What enchantments are on the bag are unknown to me. It was a gift from a student of mine.” –he waited for Seven’s response but didn’t get one of course hearing what luna had to say of their mother as she spoke he listened. “Err. Mum’s…a traveler. And..she has a huge..” he questioned what she was going to say but of course as she could finish Seven broken as they got to the door and walked into the door. As he followed behind them as foyer was vast and big. The inside the building it was completely bright and decorated highly he had never seen anything like this. The bright colors and changes of style in buildings were giving him a headache. He kinda was having troubles adjusting to change as he gave a glum face.- “it seems everything changes so much with time…..” –he sighed as he spoke that out while placing his hand on the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes then looked back up.-

“last time I was in a building I saw a man asking to carry my bags with bright red and golden lined clothing. Makes me sick that someone would even stoop to such a deed in this world.” –he was in fact very old fashion do it yourself kinda of guy at times of course he couldn’t really say much since he had to follow these kids around. Though the reminded him of what kids could be at this age. He knew if he had any luck he had to follow them and play along. He was more for adults but if these kids were a chance of him doing his duty he vowed to uphold so be it. He would of course go along with them. However he was quite annoyed he was being ignored his questions not yet fully answered as he knew they wouldn’t be answered right away. He growled as he only knew this woman traveled. He looked back up as he placed his hand back down to his side as he walked along with Seven and Luna. He knew maybe they would snooping in this woman’s house of course that’s how it has to be to figure out anything. His target was to find Charlotte Carrendar if it meant digging in clothing drawers so be it. –

CharlotteCarrendar: – Seven liked the idea of staying in a swanky hotel like this. With such opulent fittings, and the fountain, with a piano bar in the corner, it was the high life for the rich do well of Lorewall. Motioning for Luna and Conan to follow, he reached the lifts, and madly pressed the up button, bouncing from foot to foot. “So this is where she took her lovers. Hur Hur Hur.”- Luna rolled her eyes, and folded her arms, still chewing the ancient candy.

“Mom is not like that. She is a lady.”- Luna said almost wishing her own words were true. The doors pinged and then slid open, as Seven chuckled. “Yeah, we will soon see. Come on Conan.” Inside the lift, the doors would close, and Seven found time to comment on the bag. “Ever hid yourself in it? Like, put it over your head when with a girl?”- Luna nearly choked on her candy. “Seven!”- Seven mad some sick chuckle, as they reached the penthouse and stepped out into the darkened main room. It looked like she had left in a hurry. There was even plates with old food still on them. “Wow…must have been one hell of a date?” Seven said, picking up a piece of chicken bone, and tossing it back down. Looking about he then spotted a desk, covered in maps. “Hellllloooo Adventure.”-

But what had caught Luna’s attention, was a glass box display, that held a very interesting object. “Why would Mom, put a plush toy behind glass. Eww…looks ancient. I wonder what it is?” She lifted up the glass box and placed it on the ground. On the top of the display stand, sat a very weathered plushie. A doll that belonged to a woman who lived years before; a doll that was held as a teenager wept for her dying planet. A doll that had travelled with her owner, through the making of the nation. It was Charlotte’s plushie, it was her Grandmother’s. Luna picked it up gently, and then turned it over to see its string pull was missing. She asked Seven. “Ever seen this before?”- she extended out her arms, holding the doll. Seven picked up a map, and eyed Luna. “It’s just some relic…pay it no mind. “ Luna on the other hand, liked toys and so she placed it under her arm, and raised a finger to her lips to Conan. “I won’t tell if you don’t.” <3>

TheGorya: -Conan listened to the kids as they talked of lovers and even so Luna wanted to make sure that Conan didn’t get the idea that their mother might be a slut. He chuckled as he paid no attention to it as they entered the dim but mouldy smelling room. Conan could tell she did leave in a rush as the food was mouldy but hardly touched from the look of it. His heightened sense of smell made it kinda of unbearable but he had smelled worse than this.

He walked in seeing that Seven found maps and Luna had picked up an old doll that was older than he had seen. Luna told him that if he didn’t tell she wouldn’t at all as he said to her walking towards Seven and the maps.- “don’t worry if it’s your mothers you might have rights to it being you’re her child….” –he looked at the maps as he could not recognized any of them as he looked seeing different land masses from when he was alive.- “I am I even on the same planet anymore? Or did the land mass of the world change in the past hundred years?” –he was confused seeing a few he wasn’t able to tell were anything was. Russia, Japan, and even England wasn’t even marked anywhere on the maps. He looked around as he was trying to find notes on the table of some sort. Something else other than a map that could tell him where they might find Charlotte. He looked at the desk seeing mostly pens as he stood there as asked Seven.- “what does your mother do for a profession exactly?” –he wondered with all the maps scattered weather she was a scientist or if she was something along the lines of solider. He didn’t know he needed to know more about her. So he could understand who she was and why is she so important to the Gorya. Was she some last lover? Or was she just a friend that he found. Who was this woman, it was running through his mind almost annoying him to the point that he was feeling lost in logic.-

 

CharlotteCarrendar:- Luna happily nuzzled the plushie with contentment, while Seven was playing Super sleuth in the den. Piles of papers, documents, and then there was a chinese scroll. The scroll had the seal of a gold Dragon, and Seven picked it up a moment, staring at the seal. “This looks important, going to keep this.”- He placed it with his backpack, and then rifled through more papers, as Conan had approached him in regards to what Charlotte did as a profession. Sighing, he replied; “She was the one that lead the resettlement of this world. Long before we were born. She wasn’t much older than us really. *Seven picked up an antique letter opener, that was made from bone, and then tossed it over his shoulder, where you could hear it go clunk on the floor.*

“She was Prime Minister, like her Mum was of Lacardis. Our Nanna. Lorelei Rose. She died in some big battle…in some far off world. So the scribes say. Luna held tight onto the plushie, and listened to her brother nodding as she did. “Mum was really important, but something happened. Maybe she got in trouble. I remember they said Grandfather was the Prime Minister, but he isn’t here anymore…he is with Raven and Paige, trapped in a portal.” Sadness was etched on her face, and she rested her head on top of the plushie. “Seven, I want to find Mommy. Can you find anything?” – Seven did finally unearth a map, it was of Fjelding in the East. The temple on the mount was circled in red pen and then words “Ritual of the Balance” clearly spelt out. “I have a feeling…this might be where she is heading.” Grabbing up the map, he stuffed the documents in his bag, and pointed to the stairs. “If Mom is hiding anything else, it will be in the closet. “ He was right of course, and Luna followed him up the stairs, tentatively. “I hope she didn’t leave a lover in there.” <3>

TheGorya: -Conan listened as they started talking about their mother as leader. She must be doing something important as he sighed trying to wrap his mind around a child being a leader. Then again he was just about their age when he was placed as ward of his clan. He knew that it could be possible for anyone to do great things in life before the age of adulthood. He watched them and continued to look through the papers. He looked at one of the maps as he thought maybe he sensed something in the penthouse as he looked around. He could feel something or was it just him to hype up over nothing. He was in fact an person who loved to rush things but then again research was key to finding where Charlotte was.

He listened to the information as he said.- “maybe she felt that leading a world was not in the best interest to her path she has chosen in life….” –he knew that anyone can chose a path they want its whether it’s in their best interest or if the gods that they follow deem it necessary.- “however I do have a bad feeling something that even Arren might have foresaw. I am sure whatever the reason maybe I think there is a reason I was placed in the time and this world.” –he made a hand sign of his clan closing his lower fingers as he made a prayer slowly as he tried to commune with the energy around him as he said- “Oh great wolf spirit Dai Tsu Dai Arren please guide me in this quest that my sword had vowed to please give me a sign if I am doing wrong in your ways.” –he looked up as Seven had pointed to the stairs as he sighed trying to commune to his god of course he felt nothing as if he was doing the right thing. He nodded to Seven as he didn’t want to find anything that he was going to regret later as he followed them. Slowly keeping his wits about him since something didn’t seem right to him.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Charlotte’s bedroom, was much like the modern apartments, of the building, and showed little of her demonic heritage. Cleverly masked her true persona, and radiating that of a successful young woman. It was nothing, like the underground spire world of the Catherdral of Fiends, and this had even Seven somewhat surprised. “She lives like a human.”- he said almost under his breath. He was actually ashamed, and snorted, as he picked up a red lips cushion off her bed. Tossing it back, he started to search through the drawers and her shoe boxes from high class department stores. Luna was next to enter and was literally gobsmacked. “It’s like…some fancy magazine cover.”

Then, Luna did something of a double take. She spotted, what was every woman’s fantasy; A walk in closet. Carrying the Cap plushie, she entered, as Seven was pulling out stockings from one of the dresser drawers. “Seven..? *click* Seven…?”- Seven had his head down, as he pulled out a funny shaped vibrator, that had pink ears. “What? I think I found some toys.”- Luna shook her head. “No…put that down…*Seven by now had pressed the on button, and it whirred and rotated in his hand. “Nicccce.” Luna stepped deeper into the closet and then saw a wierd panel with a hand print. She reached up and placed her hand on it, and the computer panel, read her dna, getting a match, and then a loud hissing sound was heard, as a huge section of wall drew back, exposing a mini arsenal. “SEVEN!!” she cried, then looked back at Conan. “Jackpot!” <3>

TheGorya: -Conan walked in following them as he looked around the room as seven found a weird shape toy he didn’t pay attention to it as he looked to see luna pull back from the closet as he grabbed the hilt of Brisinger seeing a wall extend he didn’t know what to expect as he saw a room full of weapons the room was odd as it is but a wall to move on its own was different to him. words said the words “jackpot!” he lowered his guard as he let go of Brisinger as he shook his head.- “what next a bunny that speaks in tongue?” –he wondered why hide anything but then again he was a man to hide anything as he knew it was possible for anything to be triggered. He saw weapons on the wall that seemed to be clearing visible but something was off about what else laid inside. What could it be he wondered as he said to Seven.-

“I wouldn’t touch anything without looking to see if there might be any traps for anyone who would try steal what you mother owns” –he knew that even with hidden rooms or hidden supply areas someone is bound to place security measure in case someone by chance got into it. Then again it couldn’t be helped if it was some sort of lock that a child could open it must be something that Luna and charlotte share to open a hidden wall either that or it’s the DNA of the Carrnedars. He looked at Luna and then to Seven as he said- “I don’t know much about technology of this age so you want to explain. What is in there that’s important to finding Charlotte?” –He was in fact confused of what was so important in this mini arsenal of weapons.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Seven was now going through his mother’s smalls drawer and pulled out a lacey black bra, trying it on in front of the mirror, and then using the vibrator, like it was a light saber. Clearly, he was easily distracted, possibly ADHD. ~whoosh…Whoosh *BZZZZZZZZ*..Whoosh whoosh…Hehehehe~ Luna set down the Cap plushie gently and then entered the weapons room. It was astonishing, with guns over every description, com links, and even a few gadgets she had no idea what they were. It was like Spy World, had opened its doors in her closet. “Never knew Mom was into this stuff.”- she picked up what looked like a pen, and pointed it at Seven’s backside, since he was parading in a black thong over his pants, and still dancing with the vibrator.

Luna flicked the switch, and a beam of light rocketed out and started a fire on his pants. “YEOWCH!!!” He dropped the twirling vibrator and danced around smacking his ass, to put the fire out. “Bitch..what the hell did you do?” Luna quickly put the pen down and pointed to Conan. “It was him!” Luna picked up the Cap plushie and hugged it, as Seven finally saw the arsenal. “Okay…this is cool.” He walked through the closet and picked up an automatic assault rifle, which was way too big for him. “Now we know how Mum catches men. *CLICK CLICK*….she hunts em down.” He said, staring down through the scope. Luna nodded, and then asked Conan. “If we are going off on a quest for Mummy, do you think we should take some of these guns and things?” <3>

TheGorya: -Conan stood there as he saw luna going into the room as he rubbed his head trying to think about this as he thought. “We really don’t have time for this. We should already be looking on that map to go find her “he looked to see Luna as she pointed a pen that shot a laser out at her brother as he when she finally saw what it did placing it down and blaming him for it. He shot a smug glare at her as he walked into the room with her as Seven was already looking at the guns and supplies of course Seven was already over that his pants were on fire. He looked around inside seeing medic supplies and food rations. The guns seemed alien to him he never liked guns nor did he know how to use one. Luna looked at him as she asked him a question “If we are going off on a quest for Mummy, do you think we should take some of these guns and things?” he sighed as he knew Luna had the right idea as he said- “the guns I am unsure about the supplies yes for sure we need to stock up on food and medical supplies. However…” –he paused as he took off the endless bag as he handed it to Luna- “can you start taking the food and medical supplies and place it in here for me? I need a moment to look at the map Seven has so I can figure out the fastest route from here.” –he knew he might be asking to much of her but he needed to find the fast route and figure out how far it would take as he looked at Luna. With the look she gave him his glum yet smug glare he gave before was gone as he looked at her smiling a little. The look on her face reminded him of a very happy memory. His daughter he once held yet even though Luna was much older she still had features about her that made him smile, she was cute in his book. She started to grow on him as he looked to Seven as he said-

“OI! Seven stop sightseeing and hand me that map you have in your bag and show me where we are going. We need to start planning for travel. Not for an assault on a war banned.” –he had no idea what they would face so they needed to pack light yet ready for anything that the road might have. He thought maybe they could travel by sound wave but they are kids and they might not be able to stand the pressure. The picture in his head when he thought this was the image of them being crushed he tossed that aside quickly as he thought most likely a plane or a jeep. He still wondered if these kids would take him seriously or throw his ideas out the window.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Luna tried giving Conan her most adorable and innocent looking face, like butter would not melt in her mouth. She even swivelled her toe, and bit her bottom lip, turning her waist back and forth. Conan was getting impatient with the Twins, and who could blame him. You had Seven standing there, in his Mother’s underwear, playing with an assault weapon. We really don’t have time for this. We should already be looking on that map to go find her “ Seven exhaled heavily, much like Mr Bean, and set back the rifle, before stripping off the lacy bits, whilst his pants were still smouldering.

Conan handed Luna, the special bag, and asked her to load it up with medical supplies and food rations for the journey. She gave something of a mock salute, and started to take down the spare medi kits, and dropping them into the bag. “I might go down to the kitchen for food though, I doubt Mom keeps anything edible in her closet.”- Seven piped up as he was taking out camping backpacks. “Maybe, edible undies. *snigger snigger*..I jest..maybe *sideways glance back at her smalls drawer* Again Conan started on Seven, and Seven backed up a bit, at the tone of Conan’s voice. “OI! Seven stop sightseeing and hand me that map you have in your bag and show me where we are going. We need to start planning for travel. Not for an assault on a war banned.” Seven shrugged, grabbing a gun belt and then marching over to his Mother’s bed and took out the map, spreading it out, as Luna went past and down the stairs, to get food stuffs. Seven ran his finger along the main highways, and then stopped at Lorewall Gardens.

“This is the gate..see? And it leads you up the Mountains by foot. I mean, if you want to go that way, be harder to be spotted by the Men in tin.” He gave a sideways glance up at Conan and said. “You know there is a war on, right?” Luna came back in and plonked down the food. “Mum doesn’t keep a lot of food here, but there is enough to do us a few days.” – She said, hoping it was enough to make Conan satisfied. Seven stepped back so Conan could look at the map, and then noticed something on the window ledge, but it looked like a toy. Something made by a craftsman, and it was highly detailed. Seven couldn’t help but walk over towards it, and he picked it up. It looked like a miniature battle droid. And as soon as he picked it up, its lights came on. <3>

(to be continued)

Theme song for CD Dead Nation RP 2013 : Coldplay – Paradise.

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Carrendar, Coldplay, Dead Nation, music, Paradise, role play theme.

For those that follow the Carrendar Dynasty role play stories on my blog and thecarrendarchronicles.com, this song reminds me of the underlying story of Raven and Dead Nation.  ❤  Enjoy

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach so
She ran away in her sleep
And dreamed of
Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise
Every time she closed her eyesWhen she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
And the bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear a waterfall
In the night the stormy night she’ll close her eyes
In the night the stormy night away she’d fly

And dreams of
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh
She’d dream of
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
And so lying underneath those stormy skies
She’d say, “oh, ohohohoh I know the sun must set to rise”

This could be
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
This could be
Para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh
This could be
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
This could be
Para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh

The Sons of Izu.

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Role play Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation

The Sons of Izu.

Writer : CharlotteCarrendar

-Within the Spire of Arachne, the children of Charlotte and Taru remain, with the Ettercap protectors, as was so arranged, by not just Charlotte, but also Taru. The Spire was created by Laertes and Charlotte Carrendar. The inner sanctum was known as the Cathedral of Fiends. But what few realised, it was a calling beacon. Not just to Bebilith, but to Demons of all kinds. This was done, in the event, that the offspring, of the Carrendar, and their descendents, could keep in touch, not only with each other, but in case of a time of great need, they could call upon others, in the fight against their oppressors, or enemies. Truth of the matter was, that very few truly knew the Carrendar family, aside from the fact that the females; Charlotte and Taru, had many offspring. But the males…..they didn’t have as many.

In the days of resettlement, from the fallen nation of Lacardis, the Carrendar all went their separate ways. Sora, found solace and peace in Harsten’s labrynthe, where the Lost Lacardians, sought to live in a place, that time and technology forgot. Forging the ideals, of the Matriarch Lorelei, they lived in harmony, and enjoyed the simple life. Where the Sword, was the weapon of the chosen, and they lived by a simple creed. Unusual for a Demon, you may well think, but Sora had felt, he had seen enough death and destruction to last a lifetime. He could not bear the agony and the pain in his heart, from watching the country torn apart by war and disease. There was truly only one love in his life, and that was for his fallen Mother, who died so long ago. So to honour her memory, he carved his existence, in the jungles of the Western highlands. He chose no mate, for he felt that his blood line, should stop, and end with him. Sora would have remained in Harsten’s to this very day, had Taru not come into his life, after the destruction of the Meeting hall of Lorewall. Little did he realise, that this would lead him on a most dangerous path, going against all of his own beliefs, and taking him straight into the heart….of Lorewall. The very place that would become the battle ground, for the sovereignty of a nation; even, the planet itself. So many warring factions were building up their armaments, both in space, and on the ground.

There was another Son, a twin to that of Sora, his name, Izu Carrendar. Unlike his brother, who did suffer greatly when their mother died in the battle of Demon Roze, his life was to take a different direction. If Sora was the passive of the twins, Izu, was the aggressive. On his mother’s coffin, he made a vow, one that would only come to be seen many years later.  Izu and his wife, Dezi, settled on a small volcanic island, just off the larger island, known as First Landing. A whizz with science and a thorough understanding of technology, he began to build an island fortress, that would be a fitting place, for he and Dezi, and their first clutch of young. Dezi, a bebilith from the lower catacombs of the Lair of Mazmezz, had caught Izu’s eye, when he was but a teenager, and their love was the talk of many in Lacardis, years before the end of days.

Matched by Mazmezz herself, for reasons that were unclear at the time, their love for each other overcame all obstacles. Until one day, Dezi fell deathly ill, after laying her eggs of young. Sadly, she had contracted a virus, on her final visit to Mazmezz, and though she fought it with all she had, she would die and leave Izu, to raise his Sons, on his own. With a team and staff, from Seal 7, Izu would go on, to build an amazing and elaborate underground laboratory, and with enough equipment, in effect, everything that was needed, to make ships, that would be able to reach, both outer space, and of course, the mainland of Lorewall. Not only that, he taught his Sons, everything about flying ships, planes, and building robot spider walkers, reminiscent of the famous JACKS, that were used by Lorelei and Charlotte, in both nations. With his five sons, whom he kept out of the gaze of the rest of Nemaues, Izu was able to go about, building not only a sanctuary, but a place where he could teach his own sons, and one day, be able to return, and defend the planet, and their own kin, when the time was right. Izu’s son’s were now young men, strapping lads, that took after their father in their abilities, but also strong resemblance to their dead mother, Dezi. They were well aware of the situation in Neamues, but their father, who was now Commander of the Sky Castle, preferred that they remained on the Island fortress, till such time, they were able to enlist, and join in the fight to save the nation. The smallest of the brothers, was Billy, who had a passion for robotics, and was rather eccentric, in both his outfits, as well as his creations. A gamer, who spent more time, with his eyes glued to a screen, than spending on flying lessons with Nigel, Brock, Orson and Ty, he was able to recreate full size working Battle spider droids, that would have had his uncle, King simply overwhelmed. Dark messy hair, and always sporting broken goggles on his forehead, he dressed in a white lab coat, that was always grubby, from the spilt oils and from rubbing his hands on, rather than wash them.

A secret about Billy, was that he had been to the mainland, and in particular, had sought out, one of his favourite Professors; Professor Grimort Ribberstein; Science division from Seal 9. Having been a huge admirer, and even took lessons under his tuition, he made secret journeys to Lorewall’s underground, in the days before all teleporting to inside the capital was to cease. Communications from the Professor alerted Billy, that there was some sort of devices, in and around the capital that was causing a netting effect making it impossible for armies to just materialise from a warp gate, or portal. The last day Billy tried, to plane shift in, he ended up on the wrong side of Fjelding mountains, where he confronted of all things; a giant Wurm, that had smashed its way out of the rock, and then continued to tunnel its way back down into the slate and rock. Stunned, Billy immediately returned to the Island, and went about his experiments, under the watchful eyes of his brothers.

The brothers; the four larger of the Carrendar boys, Nigel, Brock, Orson and Ty. All trained fighter pilots, but with Nigel and Brock, both having flown into space, on a recon mission with their father, Izu. The call of the return to service of Izu Carrendar, back to Lorewall, to command Skycastle, was something of a shock to his sons. That fateful day, where they all stood on the platform, that looked towards the rising sun, that rose over Nemaeus. The boys all stood in a row, wearing their uniforms proudly, as Izu did an inspection march past, only to stop at young Billy, who was playing a hand held gaming device. His other brothers, all turned to look at him as his father stood before him, arms crossed.

“Son..”

“Oh..*Billy quickly pockets the device and then stands straight and tall*…Sir?”

Izu held out his hand for the device, and then nodded once, meaning he wanted him to hand it over. Ty snickered, and then silenced, as Izu shot him a look, that would send a chill through lesser men. Ty went white faced, and stood to attention, like his other brothers. Billy fumbled, relaxing his posture, as he dug out the game and handed it to his father, who turned it over in his hands, and then tossed it back to his son, Billy.

“In future, when we are saying our goodbyes, could you do me the courtesy of leaving your toys, in your room?”- Izu said, with a stony face, but there was a hidden twinkle in his eyes. For his love for his sons, was his greatest reward in this life. Billy quickly pocketed the device and saluted his father proudly. Izu looked at each in turn, and then his face became grim..

“I won’t lie to you boys that country over there is not even being run properly. There is no news on Aunt Charlotte, nor on Great Uncle Baldrick. I received word that they needed a new Commander in Lorewall, so I guess this means I am out of semi retirement….for now. So, what I wish you all to do, is continue your studies, practise all I have taught you, and do not take girlfriends out for joyrides….Brock.”

– He made a particular address directed at Brock, who was known to like to invite over his lady friends, and treat them to a mile high club experience. Brock appeared sheepish, with his cheeks turning crimson, and Orson couldn’t help but notice and give his side a quick nudge, followed by a wink.

“Lucky bastard.”- Orson chortled under his breath, only to find his Father, Izu, standing before him now. Looking him up and down, he reached out and placed a finger under his Son’s chin, raising it so that they may stare eye to eye.

“You want to make the flight academy, and show those humans how to fly. Then you need some self discipline, Orson. And that means no tower fly bys.” -Course, this brought a reaction from Orson that was of disbelief.

“But Dad….you did when….”

Naturally, his father cut him off, giving his chin a small flick. Sure, in his younger days, Izu was quite the character, and a high tower fly by, was not completely unheard of. Buzzing the tower was actually something Izu was well known for. The other brothers couldn’t suppress their smirks at all. Since the truth was actually quite funny. The time had come to go, and Izu could no longer delay the inevitable. He gave his Sons, the Lacardian Salute, which was the right arm, diagonally placed across the chest, fist curled into a ball.

“As in the former world, as in now…we shall always say…In Nemaues, we trust.” The boys followed their father, matching him in spirit, and word. It did hold meaning to them, even if they did not go to the mainland often. All stood back, as their father smiled at each, and turned on the ball of his foot, and headed over to his jet, to take him to the Sky castle, and his newest commission. That was now some time ago, and the boys, or should I say young men, did as they were instructed….until that fateful day….

Present day….Lorewall

The final leg of the tour of the Tarantula, led by Larry, had now taken them to the third level, which was where the Command base or floor was situated. A chair that was suited to a Captain or Commander, was well positioned, primarily so he or she, could oversee the operations done by the Navigation pilot and the of course the driver’s seat right beside it, complete with toggle like joystick, to drive the Tarantula manually. Larry concluded the tour, by advising that there were exhaust pipes, that came out from just below the command deck, and had the capacity to blow anyone away, that attempted to enter the Tarantula, via the hatch, which was not to be used, when the battle tank was deployed and in the middle of an enemy attack. All in all, Sora and Taru were well pleased with the various features, and layout of this superb craft. It was the likeness of a spider, from the outside, but inside, it was an armed and fully operational fortress, that could house its occupants for days, and keep them safe, in even the most difficult of squirmishes. Rounding on the pair, he asked.

“The only thing left to show you would be the testing facilities for the turret guns, the laser, plasma and cannons guns and various simulations of actual tests run on the Tarantula plus probably the emergency features. So what you think of it?”

–Larry smiled awaiting their collective answers, and Taru had dropped her mask, so to speak, clearly impressed with the technological terror, that the boys and girls here had constructed. Sora shrugged, and then showed his appreciation by sticking out his hand and giving a thumbs up. Taru didn’t think that was truly appropriate, and lowered his arm, giving a bit of a tick, as though her brother was trying it on a bit.

“I love what I have seen so far, so as you say, there are testing facilities, to see how it operates full steam. How about we get straight onto that?” Taru was not about to take it off their hands, without some way of seeing it actually blow a target up. She stepped back, to allow Larry to lead them off to the next part of the operation. The weapons testing facility. Sora just followed along behind, still in the fancy body hugging power suit. It was a little too tight in some places, and as Taru watched him follow Larry to the next destination, she chuckled, staring at his shapely ass, and headed off behind them. Taru wondered about her much older brother. Could he be counted on, when the chips are down? Could he handle the responsibility of running the Tarantula in the midst of battle? Only time would tell, if he could embrace this technology, and do what he can for the cause. Or would he turn tail and try to escape, back to his domain in Harsten’s?

The School of Masters – Dead Nation

Raven reached up and undid the ear hooks, that helped to secure her mask into place, and handed it over to the Headmaster of the School. This was probably one of the first times; she had removed her mask, since entering the tunnelled world of Dead Nation. Her red hair fell about her face, and she tried to pull down her fringe, as though she was trying to hide her face away from Darksied. Course, he had questions after she divulged about the Ettercaps, Lorewall, her Aunt Charlotte, and Mazmezz. There was no point denying it, she had to come out sooner or later. The unmasking, of a Carrendar, in the School of Masters, was not something that would happen every day. Just the fact she was even there, after her families past in the nations of Lacardis and Nemaues. Raven slyly stole a glance at Darksied, wondering if in his silence, he thought less of her, for her namesake. She didn’t even have to say the answer, it was simply to gaze upon her face, to look into her eyes, and see the massive arachnid, that hides beneath. Raven dropped her arms to her sides, and then sucked in a breath, holding it, while listening to the teachings of the Headmaster, about her clan, the Clan of Darkness, that was not controlled by a single leader. There were many factions, and more leaders than even she could have imagined possible. Raven bowed her head, and then waited quietly for the Headmaster to fix her mask, twisting her right foot, and every so often, she checked to see, if Darksied, had left her side. Why did the removing of her mask, make her feel like she was suddenly the enemy? She was still of the Clan of Darkness, with the black flowing through her veins. Not by choice….but by birthright.

The Tunnels of Dead Nation – Rider’s House

Cookie/Paige, just managed to slip between Marluck’s legs, in a frantic attempt to avoid the double strike blow from his enormous hands. She parried, and then attempted to strike him in the backside with her short sword. A dangerous move, from a novice meat warrior. Course, this didn’t exactly go over well with the trainer, and he performed an aerial manoeuvre, that had him use his arm like a pole, to spin up and have his legs in the air. Course, Baldrick was bringing the rear, and not about to let Cookie face a mauling from Marluck oh so early.

“Oi..Oi…you could at least say Good Morning!” Baldrick shouted, twirling his shovel, which was his weapon to be used in the tunnels, as a flusher person. Rider called out that she was going to go fetch her chair from inside, so that she could watch the training first hand. In the moment that Marluck paused at the sound of Rider’s voice, the distraction was enough for Cookie to jump back a step and bring up her small shield as protection. A fool would believe she wasn’t at all scared, of trying to fight the mighty Marluck, but truth was, her heart was set to beat out of her chest. Once Rider had settled down on her chair at the front of her house, she sung out again…more instructions.

”Marluck doesn’t really talk much during his lessons! He prefers a ‘hands on’ approach! He also said that speaking is a waste of energy! Hey Marluck why not we start with the meat lesson first before the combat lesson?!”

Meat lesson?! Cookie’s face was one of fear, hidden in behind her mask. The only way you could tell she was frightened, was by the way her chest rose and fell rapidly, the trembling of her body, and the sheer white of her eyes, that you could just make out through the slits for her eyes in the mask. Sensing that this probably wasn’t go to well, Cookie braced herself for the impact strike from Marluck, which was coming, as he would make her pay from trying to stab his bottom with her sword. His foot shot out, ready to strike her fiercely with the large talon like toes, and you could hear the high pitch squeal, as his leg seemed to whistle through the air at such speed. But surprisingly, he retracted his foot, just before impact, which was just as shocking as if he had actually hit her. Stunned by his change of tactic, and then flipping himself over, to somersault and land in front of Rider, this gave both Cookie and Turnip/Baldrick, a chance to breath. Or so they thought. Never drop your guard, around someone like Marluck, who uses his feet, hands and claws, rather than waste time with words. Rider, naturally was the running commentator for this training exercise, and as Baldrick was about to find out, Marluck was very much hands on, when it came to his methods.

”While there are many normal type meats out there that just creep out and attack you in mostly hordes there are some special classes like the jumpers who ironically can jump at you from incredible distances to attack you… some jumpers have a tendency to attack Otyugh riders of their Otyugh…so Marluck ready?”

Only problem was, that Marluck started his attack on Baldrick, before Rider had a chance to finish getting the last few words out. Without word or warning, Marluck lunged at Baldrick, with his claws drawn to go for Baldrick’s face, which was also shielded by the mask. An adrenilan rush hit the old timer, who had been in countless wars, and even defended Lorelei in one of her village squirmishes. With his shovel held in front of him, he twirled it like a baton, so that as Marluck’s clawed hand came in range, he flipped the shovel staff, to attempt to catch the trainer’s arm underneath, and then turn in a clockwise rotation, to deflect his arm away, whilst sidestepping and then turning side on to Marluck, with a fancy bit of foot work. If the shovel handle caught and he succeeded in the deflection, he would kick out with his right foot, towards Marluck’s side, to attempt to knock him off balance. It was a risky move, but Baldrick had to think on his toes. Knowing this move may well make Marluck mad, he was sure to be sure footed, since the next attack..was probably going to be personal. Cookie/Paige watched on at the spectacle, of her Grandfather, trying to beat off Marluck, with nothing but a shovel.

The Cathedral of Fiends – The Spire of Arachne, Lorewall

The children of Taru and Charlotte had more or less been left to their devices, with the Ettercap guardians, patrolling the Spire grounds. Taru and Sora had said they would return, but so far, they had failed to. When children are preoccupied and bored, they tend to get into mischief, and with so many young, all around the age of twelve years, and no set leaders, since Raven and Seven, were now both missing, squabbling and infighting, was more than just a past time. But while the children ran amok, they failed to notice that black pools were forming in the fountains that were in the main catherdral, where the enormous statue of Lorelei was. The shrine as it was known, a place for reflection for their fallen grandmother and Matriarch. The more the children fought, the more the black seeped in and built higher and higher, popping and bubbling, rich and sticky. Had it come up from the very bowels of the planet itself? As the children continued to ignore it, this warning of what was coming, in the tunnels of the monorail, a group of black cloaked beings were marching their way through, the leader, carried a large book, and a red cloth. Dark laughter could be heard, echoing through tunnel, a tone so dreadful and dark. The hood of the leader slid back, to reveal a bald head, that was badly scarred. He had one red eye, the other had been cut out, and yet he bore an evil grin, one that was sure to scare the children silly, when they gave up their foolish games.

The Clan that changed Taru to the” Child of Black”; all those years ago, when she was just a new born baby in Lacardis……had finally come to claim its prize. The children of Taru. <3>

 

The Queen’s Egg.

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Roleplay : Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation

The Queen’s Egg

Writer : DarksiedtheLegend

DarksiedtheLegend: -Back inside the Tarantula at the engine floor did Larry shift his attention to Taru before to Sora as he then responded to them to what he thought was their concern-(Larry)”Oh don’t worry about it. This is just usual maintenance, the boys and girls in the laboratory with some help from the engineers took the Tarantula out on a practice sortie up on a military testing grounds…funded by the government of course. Now come this way and Matilda when you are done…” –Before Larry could finish his sentence did Matilda interrupt him-(Matilda)”I know when maintenance is done just leave, I got it.” –To which Matilda got back to her work checking on the supposed leg engine as she took some time searching through her tool box for some bolts and nuts before diving halfway into the leg engine to fix whatever was wrong in it as Larry brought them back to the stairway where he lead them upwards to the very top floor past the second floor which had the entrance hatch as they finally got upwards to the third floor with the first floor being the engine floor.

The third floor the so called command floor, a set of five chairs each placed apart from each other, the first chair is placed on the left side of the room in front of a monitor embedded into the wall with a control panel on a table in front of the chair, the second chair is placed on the right side of the room in front of a similar monitor embedded into a wall with control panels on a special table in front of the chair, a third chair was placed in the middle of the first and second chairs, the third chair seemed to be at the very centre of the room, the fourth and fifth chair were some part away from the third chair, while the fifth chair seemed to have a table in front of it that had two control panels on the sides of the table with a monitor in between the two panels and is embedded in the table and finally the fourth chair which seemed to have a table with on a monitor standing upright on it, a control stick with a w-shaped steering yoke was in front of the chair, with a side control panel with one big switch and many other smaller switches and these chairs seemed to have railings close by as Larry then walked on the carpeted grounds around the railings to the third chair as he sat in the chair before spinning in the chair to face the direction of Taru and Sora.-(Larry)”This is the Captains chair and or Commanders chair not sure which one will be controlling the Tarantula. The chair upholstery is very comfy, leather too and one could literally sleep in this chair now let’s see all the chairs are securely bolted down along with everything in here so as to avoid any unnecessary turbulence inside this floor…the chairs at the side of the Captains chair is the telecommunications station and the diagnostics station…Umm can’t remember which chair is which but telecommunications its already in the name for it does what that station does as for diagnostics it’s the station that shows what has been hit? Where was it hit? Is a floor on fire? Is it serious or can we just use fire extinguishers and that’s it? Is an engine offline? Is the plasma generator or reactor overloading? All those problems and such…you see the two chairs in front of the Captains chair the one the right is the navigation station kind of obvious what that station is for as for the station next to it the one with all the switches and that airplane control stick, that’s the driver seat, the monitor for the driver is linked directly into the Tarantula’s sensors and follows the motion of the control stick, every forward motion makes the legs move forward every turn takes a while to turn to the turn position so please no quick turns …It doesn’t work that way even if you try. Plus here’s a neat feature you remember the hatch we enter through at the beginning of this whole tour…well if the hatch is locked and the secured door is locked, there was two exhaust pipers pointing towards the hatch…well those exhaust pipes are actually tank turret barrels that extend to somewhere underneath this room where it has an automatic fire function that if anyone who is out there try to open the hatch will that person gets blasted with cannon fire.

The exhaust pipes are aimed directly at the hatch so it could destroy whoever dares open the hatch without destroying the hatch itself but only when the Tarantula is in full swing…It also has a manual function just in case… so now the final question is how do you like the Tarantula now that you have seen all of it? The only thing left to show you would be the testing facilities for the turret guns, the laser, plasma and cannons guns and various simulations of actual tests run on the Tarantula plus probably the emergency features. So what you think of it?”

–As Larry smiled at them as he waited for their answer meanwhile back at Shangri-La as little Darksied listened to Raven’s answer to his question about Ettercaps-(Raven)“Aunt Charlotte said that the Ettercaps came from a large settlement that was in the catacombs below the Western Forests of Nemaues. Brought to this world by Mazmezz, their role is as protectors to Beblith young. To describe them, I would say, like jolly green giants, but they have similar mouths to spiders, with the mandibles. They don’t have hands per say, but actually claws, which is great for picking up the likes of my Cousin Seven, when he was really young and always getting into things he shouldn’t. The ones I remember were about six feet; pretty big when you are a kid. They have these bulging bellies, and are able to make webbing blasts, similar to Spiders. Poison tip mandibles. And they have a rather mean disposition. Not at all friendly.” –As Darksied thought of how these Ettercaps would look like he remembered that she said the Beblith young to which he would just respond-(Darksied)”So that makes you a Beblith? Since you did say they protect Bebliths children or was it young…Also you did say Aunt Charlotte I believe she was the prime minister…I think I met her when I was younger…Hmm that must mean you are a relative to the Carrendars right?”

–But he then went silent as he realized something…she had stopped talking to him and was talking with the headmaster now as the headmaster would put his branch like hand in front of Raven as he then said to her-(Headmaster)”Can I have your mask please? So that I can fix it accordingly…as for your question on the clan of darkness, I can only say that that those in Nemaeus aren’t being lead by just one leader. During some time ago the other clans heard that the clan of darkness had a civil war within their ranks…the number of causalities is uncertain but the only thing that can be confirmed is that the clan of darkness has split into various factions…some of these factions want to have their candidate acknowledged while others prefer the decision of the council while other factions wishes to wait…so far the existence of the darkness clan hang in the balance…news about Nemaeus and the former nation of Lacardis doesn’t come often in the world of Shangri-La. I blame the portals for that…one can appear so close but yet be so far away that it gets quite frustrating at times….Makes me wonder about those who had graduated before those who were lucky enough to be named Darksied of shadows, underworld, silence, pain and even the older generation of Darksied and Lady Darksied… ahh I remembered she gave birth to lovely twins some time ago I wonder how long that was?…So now can you give me your mask so that I can fix it right”

–Meanwhile at Rider’s house in Dead nation as Paige avoided the two handed crush from Marluck but it seemed like he saw her ran through his legs as she then attempted to poke his butt as Marluck was ready to give this little runt a good workout but he noticed a second person came out of the house this one appeared to be carrying a shovel for some reason as Marluck started to think about his options as he first grabs the grab the earth with his left arm forcing his left arm to forcefully push himself around as his legs went up and around. Marluck was literally using his arm as one would use a pole to turn on it three hundred and sixty degrees as Marluck would spin around once to get a feel before spinning one more time but this time he had prepared his leg to hit Paige around the face with his sharp toenails so that to scrap some skin off her face but he was pretty sure that this attempt would be blocked by either her shield or some defensive move or it might actually connect. But then he heard a voice of an another being-(Baldrick) “Oi..Oi…you could at least say Good Morning!” –This made Marluck think for a moment before he heard Rider shout back at this other being-(Rider)”Wait a moment I’m getting my chair!”–A few moments later Rider had returned back to the house and dragged a chair to the door way of her house as she then sat on the chair before shouting back to Baldrick and Paige-(Rider)”Marluck doesn’t really talk much during his lessons! He prefers a hands on approach! He also said that speaking is a waste of energy! Hey Marluck why not we start with the meat lesson first before the combat lesson?!” –As Marluck would immediately halt his attack on Paige just moments away from connecting his attack to either her shield or face as his foot was just close enough to Paige before he retracted his leg before Standing on his left hand with his body and legs straight and upwards towards the artificial sun as he then jumped upwards into the sky as he then somersaulted backwards as he came down in front of Rider. As Marluck waited for a bit before Rider spoke-(Rider)”While there are many normal type meats out there that just creep out and attack you in mostly hordes there are some special classes like the jumpers who ironically can jump at you from incredible distances to attack you… some jumpers have a tendency to attack Otyugh riders of their Otyugh…so Marluck ready?” –By the time Rider had finished her sentence Marluck had already lunged towards Baldrick with his arm and sharp nails up in the air in an attempt to make a slash at Baldrick face.

Meanwhile somewhere deep within the sewer tunnels, beyond the protected cities enforced by the Butcher’s men at one of the more meat infested towns a strange looking meat stood in front of a group of five meats who were standing in a row. This strange meat had strange boils growing on his face and oddly enough seems to be less muscular than the rest but this meat was fully dressed in leather armor as this strange meat marched in front of the group of five meats as this meat stared down each one of them before returning back to his position as he then pointed with his arm a group of wooden targets with badly drawn pictures on them before this strange meat pointed at the group standing in a line then back to the targets to which the meats in line then jumped up high and then came crashing down on the wooden targets hitting every target head on before the strange meat just applauds before a second group stepped forward to which the strange meat with boils on his face smiled as he then let out a simple roar-(??? ??????)*ROOOOOOAAAAAR!!!* -As some meats would reset the wooden targets up right and in position, all of these targets were painted almost like flusher people and the Butcher’s soldiers. As the strange meat looked at the new batch again before pointing at the targets as the meats then jumped high to attack.

Meanwhile in Talus Quarry there seems to be a lot of noise being emitted from that abandoned place and it seems like the source is coming from underground. Scratching and digging until the eventual crack of a large boulder and as the boulder cracked in two did a large crab claw appeared from the middle of the crack as a large creature came out from the cracked boulder, large elephantine legs, a thick exoskeleton body, a large crab claw almost like a large crab claw almost no sign of a head or an extra arm, but in its chest did two yellow eyes glowed before these large somewhat crab creature stepped away to allow ten to twenty insect warriors each of these insect warriors had six legs each of these legs seemed to be more like spikes, a ferocious looking pincers in front of its smaller mouth, a set of eyes near the side of its main body but near to its mouth, and its hide was a hard exoskeleton that almost seemed hard like armor as each of these insect warriors rushed to scout the place digging through the rubble of Talus quarry before each letting out a shriek that seemed to signify that no intruder was in the location before a half human upper abdomen and half centipede bottom came out, the upper half of its body was similar to a human female while the bottom half was all fifteen centipede legs all protected with thick exoskeleton armor but on the armor was a large egg once the centipede lady came out did the leader of the insects came out, a supposed humanoid creature well the only thing human about this creature was its form and stance but everything else was just an insect. Having its entire body covered in exoskeleton armor, Six arms in total but two are used as legs while the first set of arms had almost crab like claws as for the second which hang over the head of this leader these arms had scythe like arms. As for its head, it had almost two compound eyes; a pincer like mouth and on top of its head was two antennae. This leader looked around at its surroundings before approaching the crab like insect and using its feelers communicate with the crab like creature before the crab like creature starts to click its large claw to communicate with the insect warriors to which each of the insect warriors let out a shriek in confirmation to the others of the leader as the insect warriors began to dig into the quarry as the leader went back into the tunnel to check if the intruder dared to follow them as an extra group of twenty insect warriors came out to help defend the large egg as the other insect warriors continue to dig out a perfect hive before the queen eventually hatches from her egg.-

An Apple a day keeps the Meats away.

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adventure, candy apples, children, Cookie, Dead Nation, music, Sci fi, training, writing

Roleplay Live : Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation

An Apple a Day keeps the Meats away

Players:
DarksiedtheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar

DarksiedtheLegend: -As Larry would listen to what Taru commented about the Tarantula development and ingenuity and then he heard the question posed by Sora and Larry just responded calmly-(Larry)”I’ll tell the boys and girls in the lab about your praise to their ideas and as for the turret testing, why not you wait until the end of tour of the Tarantula…hmm give the boys and girls in the Laboratory time to set it up, besides we at the War castle thought no one was going to pick this up and besides I might never get another chance to give a tour like this ever again and besides this might be my first and last chance to do so…Follow me there is more ”-

-Larry would move on as he then lead them through another corridor to which he would the pass a few more iron blast doors before turning the hatch and opening it to reveal a room with a row of two bunks beds and on the far side of the room was five lockers as Larry then started his explanation-(Larry)”Alright this room is more or less the resting area for the troops so that they have privacy and quick response to go back into the attack turrets. The bunk beds are for the crews use as well as the lockers one for each but the fifth locker is for the weapons just in case…We could stock about thirty seven people in all of the resting rooms located in strategic positions for the front and bottom half of the Tarantula but if there were thirty seven people it would be cramped in each of the rooms though but then again you don’t really need thirty seven people to run the Tarantula. You only need like about seventeen people maximum to run the whole thing but if you remove the need for the turret crews and only use the front laser cannons and have the engineers and the command deck crew…that might be seven people, a driver, a navigator, a laser cannon controller, a spotter, two engineers and probably a captain if you really need one of those. Moving along…” -Larry continued along his tour as he walked down the metal corridor before pointing at a metal door-(Larry)”That there is the toilet no over excessive imagination is needed or even the need to show case it, it has a single toilet …dual flush water closet, no heated toilet seat and I believe there is a sink and a shatter proof mirror as well…and please don’t use the toilet in the Tarantula just yet due to the water system is offline at the moment. Follow me there is much to see.” –

As Larry would continue along the metal corridor before reaching near the back of the Tarantula before as he pointed to a metal door as he said-(Larry)”That there is the shower room, it has four small individual shower rooms each with a shower head so that people can shower and also in there is a bolted down to the floor long bench so that there really is no need for a line…People could sit and wait. The showers were one of those eco-friendly ideas so that some people don’t use up all the hot water. Moving along now” –As Larry approach one of the metal doors before turning the hatch and revealing a room with carpeted floors, a bolted down metal desk, a leather chair, a hologram projector, a single bed and a personnel bathroom as Larry pointed what the room is-(Larry)”This is the captains private quarters where he or she can work in private and compose their thoughts. The hologram projector acts as a personnel computer that tells the captain of all the data on the Tarantula from ammunition shortage, power failures, and damages to external and internal parts so that he or she can prioritize what actions are necessary at any given moment and the hologram projector can project the image of the captain just in case to confuse any would be assassin. Now let’s move to the engine floor.”-Larry left the captains quarters alone as he headed towards a stairway that led downwards- as soon as Taru and Sora got to the bottom floor would they notice all the various large machines with gauges, pipes, levers, valves and even the metal walkway gratings that they could be walking on as Larry lead to them to the back of all these strange and usual machines to a large cylindrical metal object with a cone top which has various pipes going through out the place from upwards to side wards as Larry got close to this machine before stopping and placing his hands on the metal hand rails that encircled this large and strange machine.-(Larry)”May I present to you the experimental fusion device known as the Plasma Reactor or was it Generator…Anyway I will not explain how energy is made in this device mostly because the government has classed that knowledge as highly classified…but anyway this big plasma generator or reactor has the fusion material needed already and all it needs is to be turned on and there you go the Tarantula is activated. Now I believe our next stop should be the command room so what do you think of…” –The sound of a drill interrupted Larry as he said out loud with a clear expression of shock-(Larry)”A drill, no one is supposed to be here…” –Larry marched his way through the various large pieces of machinery before stopping in front of an engine with what looks like a person wearing a dirty green boiler suit coveralls and rubber boots half way in the engine as Larry simply said-(Larry)”Yo buddy you know you shouldn’t be here right?” –The person would swing out of the engine before turning to Larry as the person is revealed to have black stains on her face and goggles as she spoke out to Larry-(?)”I’m just fixing the engine that operates one of the legs unless you want the leg to be wobbly and probably tipsy.” –Larry looked at the person even squinting before saying-(Larry)”Colonel Mathilda what are you doing here?” –Colonel Matilda wiped her face clean with a rag before express the clear anger on her face as she complained-(Matilda)”Why does everyone confuse my name? Its Matilda not Mathilda no h at all in my name and weren’t you listening? I’m here to fix the leg engine so that the Tarantula isn’t erratic when it moves.” (Larry)”Alrighty then continue your work.”-Matilda returned back to her work checking the internal parts of the engine as Larry turned his attention back to Sora and Taru-(Larry)”So how do you two like the engine room?” –

Meanwhile in Shangri-La as Raven and Darksied finished eating did they began their journey to the headmaster as they two children began their journey through the dense trees and vines did Darksied answered her statement moments ago in the camp-(Darksied)”Not so much a special friend but rather one of the kids who asked if we were going back to play with them…I pretty much told her that maybe if the next class doesn’t begin…” –Darksied continued through the dense forest passing through the vines and jumping over certain fallen trees and branches as they transverse through the forest did Darksied started to think about what she had said previously at the camp especially when she spoke about how she had spent most of her time underground in some place called the spire, some sort of men from the stars…hmm maybe they were like the aliens he had read so much about in comics and even the word Ettercaps as Darksied leapt over another fallen tree as he then asked her-(Darksied)”So these Ettercaps how do they look like?” –It seemed like a harmless enough question after all it wasn’t exactly a common sight to see an Ettercap in the world of Lorewall and it isn’t exactly well known either but as they got nearer to the location of the headmaster should they notice that the headmaster was actually just standing still in that same spot not even moving or shaking at all now if the two got closer did the bird nesting on the headmaster head let out a caw to the approaching students which prompted the headmaster to towards their direction. –(Head master)”Welcome students…what is it you wish to speak about?” –Darksied would scratch the back of his head before pointing at Raven with his thumb as he said awkwardly-(Darksied)”Umm head master ahh the new girl of the darkness clan needs a special mouth piece installed into her mask so as to allow her to eat food and drink…” (Head master)”Ohh did I forgot again? My memory must be slipping more often than usual…I almost swore that I did that already…but oh well it happens now little girl do you wish for your mask to have a hinge near the mouth piece so that you may open the mouth piece upwards or sidewards like a door so that you may eat? Or do you prefer to have a button installed on the side of the mask that allows an opening within the mask to allow some space for your mouth to eat without the need to remove or reveal too much of your face? So child choose wisely…..But I have a feeling that is not the only reason you came to see me….Am I right?” –

Meanwhile back at the dead nation at one of the many sewer colonies specifically at Rider’s house as the artificial sun in the sewers lit up as Rider slowly woke up as she looked around for a moment still drowsy from her slumber which ironically was quite peaceful as Rider then went through the motions of trying to wake herself up since she wasn’t quite awake just yet stretching her arms to make sure she could use them, stretching her legs just in case and then she remove her mask so as to wipe away the yellow eye crust near her eyes before placing the mask back on her face as she then saw clearly Paige still awake as Rider then asked her-(Rider)”Eager to see Marluck I presume? *yawn* you shouldn’t be so eager he might think that you are trying to brush up on your fighting skills rather than teaching you how to fight….Okay today will be your first day in Marluck’s boot camp hmm you need some strength…

-As Rider went back to her kitchen area as she searched the cupboards before returning back with a glass jar that seemed to have apples in them as Rider brought the jar out and placed it onto the table before going back to get a small bowl as Rider loosen the lid on the glass jar before taking out three apples that seemed to be covered in some sort of syrup as Rider then closed the glass jar and then took it back to kitchen as she returned did she say-(Rider)”Alright now this apples may taste a bit sweet but it counts as breakfast too now I know what you are thinking what about the meat or fish…well their down in the basement all strung up on ropes to preserve them a bit longer and the only to get to the basement is through the small cave passage made by my Otyugh…So eat up while I go outside to see if Marluck is here yet.” –Now Rider then headed for the door as she opened the door before leaving and then shutting it on her way out. As Rider was busy going to the back of the house to get to the meats that she had hanged previously or was it the brothers who had helped to hang the meat and fish? But either way if Baldrick or Paige were to eat one of those apples would they notice that these apples were really sweet but if either one of them were to go outside and walk around a bit did Marluck decided it was time to make his appearance by literally jumping off the roof before coming crashing down in front of whoever left the Rider’s house almost like a meteorite before he then stood, Marluck the seven foot giant, the being whose arms reach all the way down to his feet with a body covered with a patchwork job of various clothes stitched together to make a shirt and pants, his teeth were razor sharp fangs, hand and feet had also razor sharp nails and finally his head was covered by a red scarf that prevented people from seeing his nose and various parts of his head but not his teeth oh no those shined quite nicely and his eyes were red. As Marluck stood there for a moment watching just watching before he raised his two long arms above his head before bringing his long arms crashing down in an attempt to hurt whoever came out of the door after Rider and this is officially the start of Marluck lesson.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – If you had ever been on a factory floor tour, before, than you may well know, how fast paced they can be. Time is of course money, and one does not dilly dally around, when there is so much to be done, towards the war effort of Lorewall, and Nemaues. Both Sora and Taru are dressed in black robes, their hoods down. The mark of their creed on their neck, and with a sideways glance at the other, they are off, following Larry on this whistle stop tour of the inner workings of the Tarantula. The sheer size per floor was astonishing, and while Sora would like to have offered more commentary, he felt it wise to leave that to the end of the tour. Interrupting Larry would prolong the tour itself, and he seemed to be keen to get them through each part, to each cabin, and even the toilets.

-(Larry)”That there is the toilet no over excessive imagination is needed or even the need to show case it, it has a single toilet …dual flush water closet, no heated toilet seat and I believe there is a sink and a shatter proof mirror as well…and please don’t use the toilet in the Tarantula just yet due to the water system is offline at the moment.” Hurrying them along, Sora and Taru’s cloaks, dragged along the ground, while Sora tried to take a look back at the rooms they passed, every so often, he had to be tugged along to follow. “Try to keep up, at the very least, or he will leave us behind, Sora.” Trying to catch up, he whispered. “I think I can hold it.”- A sideways glance, and she asks. “Hold what?”- And he whispered back. “I really need to go, but the plumbing in this thing is not hooked up.” Rolling her eyes, the continued on. One of the more interesting parts of the Tarantula for resting area, and it dawned on her, with all the beds and accommodation, they were really going to need a crew, of at least about seventeen men or women. It was an oversight, but hopefully, they would be able to recruit.

But onwards they marched after Larry. Next came the showers, and a long bench that meant that people didn’t have to line up, they could sit and wait their turn. Seemed like the designers had left little to nothing out in their ideas for the fitting and maintenance. Eco friendly, and that would also be cost saving the manner in which it was set up; an equal sharing of the hot and cold, so no one misses a decent shower. Further along, the Captain’s quarters, or a type of state room. Carperted floors, and the metal desk with leather chair. You could tell by the other furnishings, such as the single bed, and the ensuite, that the Captain would not be sharing his quarters with another. This was indeed a place to think and chart course, as well as handle higher deck issues, with the projector for holograms. Basically, anyone on the Supertank, can be projected into his quarters, and the Captain could deal with any situation swiftly. Again Sora was impressed, but then wondered, who would be Captain, in the midst of the fight. There was of course “The Captain.” but he had not seen him since he was himself a wee lad. And to be honest, Sora had not crossed paths with Captain since the death of his Mother, all those years, before. Taru virtually had to snap him out and get him to hurry along, to catch up to the fast pased Larry. “Now let’s move to the engine floor.” Away again, Larry was off, and the Spider siblings, were having to hurry off after him. Sora was worried he might miss something important, and even had the gaul to sing out. “Wait up…I’m not a spiderling.” Taru chuckled at that comment, and followed with. “You got that right.” Ever onward, to the lower level and the engine rooms, the hub where the Tarantula’s power truly came from. On entry, it was a rather enclosed space, with dials and pipes, levers and switches on the walls of the interior. All rather straight forward, when it came to engineering, but it was the large machine in back, that had Larry’s attention, and soon to be the Spider siblings. .-(Larry)”May I present to you the experimental fusion device known as the Plasma Reactor or was it Generator…Anyway I will not explain how energy is made in this device mostly because the government has classed that knowledge as highly classified…but anyway this big plasma generator or reactor has the fusion material needed already and all it needs is to be turned on and there you go the Tarantula is activated.” The idea of there being a plasma generator, or reactor actually powering this beast of mechanical brilliance, had Taru well and truly intrigued. She walked around and then rested her hands, on the hand rails, that were all around the massive machine itself. Taru let out a long whistle, while Sora took out his glasses and placed them on. “Fascinating.” Sora stated, and leant forward on the rail, just a bit too far, and had to be pulled back by his sister. As they were about to move on, the sound of a Drill, broke the din, and Larry investigated, that the cause of the noise, was none other than Colonel Matilda, who was a rather odd looking character; dirty black stained face, and wearing oversized goggles. It appeared that Larry had a habit of getting her name wrong, and while they made small talk, Taru and Sora stood close together. “Impressed so far, Brother?”- He nodded of course, but was more concerned over who they would get for a crew. The Colonel wiped her face clean with a rag, and mentioned that she was there to fix the engine for that particular leg of the Tarantula. Obviously there was an issue with it not marrying up in its performance and being erratic, compared to the other engines, that drove each of the eight legs. Taru folded her arms, and then placed them up inside her sleeves, while watching Larry and the Colonel discuss the drives of the engines and was concerned. This was after all a prototype, and its biggest test was obviously yet to come. Biggest question she had was…would it work?

:: In the School of the Masters, the youthful Darksied, with the half moon jacket vest, and Raven, who was wearing her mask and tattered robes, had finished their meal, served by the Red armoured clansman of Fire and the Fisherman of the Clan of Water, now heading back to see the Headmaster, after Raven struggled to eat with her mask constantly falling forward and obstructing her mouth. The forest path was marred with vines, and tree roots that rose up out of the ground, while they needed to be sure footed, to dodge large rocks, that could easy trip you up while you walked. The meal of fish and rice, while not exactly plentiful, had filled Raven’s belly somewhat, and she did feel a bit better in herself. Keeping in company with the teenage Darksied, also was comforting. Her youth had been spent in the Spire or the Meeting hall subterranean , with her vast numbers of siblings, who were guarded and protected by the minions of Mazmezz, the Ettercaps. Darksied was intrigued about them, not having ever seen or heard of them back in Lorewall. While Raven made her way along the forest path, she began to answer his questions as to what the Ettercaps looked like, and where they were from. “Aunt Charlotte said that the Ettercaps came from a large settlement that was in the catacombs below the Western Forests of Nemaues. Brought to this world by Mazmezz, their role is as protectors to Beblith young. To describe them, I would say, like jolly green giants, but they have similar mouths to spiders, with the mandibles. They don’t have hands persay, but actually claws, which is great for picking up the likes of my Cousin Seven, when he was really young and always getting into things he shouldn’t. The ones I remember, were about six foot; pretty big when you are a kid. They have these bulging bellies, and are able to make webbing blasts, similar to Spiders. Poison tip mandibles. And they have a rather mean disposition. Not at all friendly.” By the time Raven had explained the Ettercaps, the pair had arrived before the Headmaster, who was in the same place as before, and had been awaiting their arrival. The caw of a bird that was nesting upon him, alerted that they had reached their destination. –(Head master)”Welcome students…what is it you wish to speak about?” The Headmaster asked, and it was Darksied, who spoke first. -(Darksied)”Umm head master ahh the new girl of the darkness clan needs a special mouth piece installed into her mask so as to allow her to eat food and drink…” Darksied’s manner was one that was of nerves, the way he scratched the side of his mask and thumbed back at Raven, who came up behind him. The Tree Headmaster, acted like he had forgotten all about that with her mask, that did not have any fancy features to help with her being able to eat and keeping her identity a secret. The Headmaster made an offer, on the type of mechanism to allow the lower half of her mask to open. Either a push button one, that slides the portion of her mask up, to allow her to eat freely, or a hinge, that mean the lower part could unlock and either swing out to the side, or up like a flap. Raven thought for a moment, and then asked. “I would think a button so that the lower half slides. It just seems to be easier, than a hinge.” That was at least how Raven thought, since she did find eating with the mask on to be very difficult. The Headmaster was also clued in that the children had returned, and perhaps Raven had more questions that she had not yet shared. And the truth of the matter was….she did. She didn’t wish to upset Darksied junior at all, but she needed to know. “Headmaster, the nation I come from is called Nemaues, and it is the land of the surface dwellers, the ones that escaped from the Dead Nation when the End of Days was coming. It was long before I was born, and I am a child of Nemaues. My question is…are there many of the Clan of Darkness in Nemaeus, and if so…who is leading them?”

::Waking up in Rider’s house, Baldrick was stretching and yawning, while Rider was already up and about, getting breakfast for them all. A jar of sweet syrup coated apples. A rare treat for the land below the surface of the Dead nation. The false sun was high now, and the very first lesson with Marluck was to commence that day for Cookie, aka Paige. Paige had been up for some time, and sat at the makeshift table, watching Rider, who was fussing about in the cupboard. The noise of the cupboards opening and closing had Baldrick up, and he scratched his ass, as he walked over to the table and pulled up a rickety chair. -(Rider)”Alright now this apples may taste a bit sweet but it counts as breakfast too now I know what you are thinking what about the meat or fish…well their down in the basement all strung up on ropes to preserve them a bit longer and the only to get to the basement is through the small cave passage made by my Otyugh…So eat up while I go outside to see if Marluck is here yet.” Baldrick wiggled his fingers, and had a wide smile behind his mask, which he slid back to reveal his face. Weathered by time, but there was nothing that could take the sparkle from his eyes, on seeing an apple. Especially one that was covered in a sticky sweet substance. To him, this was the meal of a King, considering where they were. He didn’t need to be asked twice, and started to eat the apple, making slurping sounds, as the sticky juice ran down his chin. “Oh yes…*munch munch*…good….fruit.”- Paige was not so gung ho in her eating skills, and took smaller bites, but did enjoy the sweet taste. Having a sweet tooth, with a love for candies and chocolate, this was like a good balance of fruit and sweet syrup. The pair ate up soon enough, and then it was time to get ready for their first days training as Flusher people. Paige got her mask back on, and took the plates to the kitchen to be washed, while Baldrick tidied up where they had slept and made ready with his shovel, to go outside. Cookie, finished dressing, and with her mask in place, she took up her weapons; The wooden handled machete and the matching shield. Baldrick watched her with a wave of pride. She was not like her Grandmother, or her own mother; Charlotte for that matter. She had been something of a princess for a long time. Now, was her turn to learn the ways of a fighter, like her ancestors. It was time to prove her worth in this world of tunnels. Baldrick was the gentleman, opening the door for Paige, who made a small salute, and marched out first. Well, this was going to be interesting, since Marluck decided that he was going to attack the first person to leave the house. Marluck had descended from the roof, with the speed of a meteorite, landing with an earth shattering thud, and this completely startled young Cookie, whose first thought was to go to arms, holding out her machete, and keeping her shield close to her. Baldrick was just closing the door, and turned around to see Marluck raising up his long arms high, ready to bring them crashing down upon the hapless Cookie. Now Cookie was short by Tunnel people’s standards, and Marluck standing with legs slightly parted, she tried something rather ingenious. She zipped between his legs, as his arms came crashing down, and whilst the forward movement made his body tip forward to the area where Cookie had been standing, she was behind him, twirling around and ready to poke his ass with her machete, while Baldrick twirled his shovel, with the skill of a showman. “Oi..Oi…you could at least say Good Morning!” For the Carrendars of Lorewall, this was quite the lesson to wake up too. <3>

 

The Procession of Masks.

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CharlotteCarrendar, children, DarksiedTheLegend, Dead Nation, fantasy, fiction, horror, Raven, Sci fi, Taru, writing

Roleplay Live : Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation

The Procession of Masks

Players:
DarksiedtheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar

DarksiedtheLegend: -Larry would be more than happy to show them the internal compartments of the super heavy weight tank Tarantula as he then proceed up the second flight of stairs and walk on to the bridge until they are literally on the Tarantula’s back to which Larry would have some difficulty to get to the hatch as he turned the hatch to reveal a tight passage with a ladder going downwards as he entered this porthole until all three were safely inside the Tarantula did Larry start to explain about the internal compartments.-(Larry)”First off the side platform was supposed to reach all the way to the entrance but I had programmed it to reach nearly there to show that even if the men from the stars could land on the Tarantula they would have some difficulty walking on it and the fact that this was built with normal human specifications so even if they opened the hatch they wouldn’t be able to get in but the armour you are currently wearing would work for this situation…now follow me”

–As he took them through a long metal corridor with lighting installed on the ceiling as he first brought them to a metal door-(Larry)”First off door number one” –To which when Larry opened the doors by turning the doors hatch and then pushing it gently to reveal another long corridor as he explained-(Larry)”Door number one are blast doors just in case if anyone manages to get into the Tarantula the blast door would still protect the crews from some danger now follow me”-As Larry took a few steps before reaching a door on the right side of the corridor as he opened it up to reveal a medical facility room with one bed, a surgery table, two medical cabinets, IV machines set to the side of the cabinets and even a room with the words bathroom written on the door-(Larry)”As you can clearly see this is the medical bay though several funds went into making more important facilities such as turrets placements, blast doors and the spare generator instead of a fully stocked medical bay but in a way it has received enough funds to cover the essentials…moving along.”

–Larry moved out of the medical bay and continued moving forward before opening another metal blast door to reveal a small room with a monitor screen in the wall, a chair with a control panel on the arms of the chair but this control panel can be lifted and used like a joystick pad from the arcade and behind the chair was several ammunition boxes to which Larry pointed out-(Larry)”The scientists had crunched the numbers and decided that there be extra cannons positioned in the space between the Tarantula’s legs…It seems like they say that there are some weak points that if the enemy were to keep on hitting at that spots they might do some serious damage but with the placements of two turrets one aimed for the skies and one aimed for the ground as the legs move the turrets could be active but only in certain motions kind of like the guns on a single propeller plane…but since the top turret are twin link it allows the controller to fire a lot of ammo into a plane while the bottom turret is focus on attacking faster tanks that manages to avoid the front laser cannons…there are many more weapon consoles like this and the scientist in the labs hooked up this nifty device…now if the generator is on this room would be active and all one has to do is look at the monitor to find their target, activate the appropriate turret, aim with the joystick and press fire like a mad man.

The monitor has a direct link to an optic sensor so as to eliminate the need for the gunner to look outside and since the person doesn’t even need to reveal themselves and is safe from any unnecessary harm…while the guns are mechanical the loading has to be done in here thus the ammunition boxes well at least for the anti-aircraft turrets but for the tank turret its self-loading well we are working on it…Moving along” – Larry would lead them through the very long corridor passing a few more iron blast doors before reaching a single blast door to which Larry would turn the hatch before the blast door opened and revealed a room with two laser cannons connected to various wires and pipes and at the very front of this room as a see through panel to which Larry then explained

-(Larry)”This is the head of the Tarantula and these are the laser cannons…which are powered by solar panels hidden in key spots as the laser cannons need gunners to aim them just right they would need a observer to be able to pick the targets right and then the gunners get ready with the coordinates then they fire laser cannons as the laser cannons fires it discharges plasma which is then transported through the pipes back to the plasma generator which helps to power it…The scientists think that if we use the green way we would somewhat entertain the environmentalists but any plasma that is discharged from the generator it will activate the plasma cannon and the fun begins…so how do you like the some of the second floor?”

-Back at Shangri-La Raven and Darksied were starting to eat when Raven first pointed out-“To me, it sounds like a real community, but here they all teach those in need. I wonder if we will meet more water clan people after lunch. Mmmm it smells good, whatever it is.” –As Darksied simply nodded to that comment before continuing to eat before Darksied heard her say something about Lorewall to which he was going to point out but then he noticed that she was having trouble eating to which Darksied responded-(Darksied)”You should try loosening the strings or straps of your mask so that you could pull it forward and allow an opening to let you put your food into your mouth or you could try getting smaller portions instead it could help…hmm maybe we should head to the headmaster…since he was the one who helped make this adjustment to my mask or did you already meet him and he forgot to do it?…Odd I don’t think he is that old but then again he is a bit out of it lately…maybe we should see him before going back since he could do it a few minutes and poof it is done…Hmm Lorewall so you came from Nemaeus just like me…hmm maybe I saw you when I wasn’t wearing this mask but anyway we should get your mask fixed after you have finished eating…I believe the journey to the headmaster is a bit further than here to the classroom…”

–To which Darksied would continue to eat some of the fish and rice as he noticed another kid in the black robes approached him and poked him at the side before running away as Darksied just smiled beneath his mask as he then continued to eat while in the Dead nation at Riders place would she be trying to rest as she heard them talking-(Baldrick)“Topsy turvey. I like it.”(Paige) “How can he carry a weapon with his toes? I don’t get it.”(Baldrick)“Your Grandmother could be like that, except the part about walking on her hands. But she had people nervous, and scared. Especially, me at times. Ooo…she was a right treasure that woman. Right, so what time do you think Marluck will get here? ‘I’m keen now.”-Rider had answered that question about Marluck arriving on the next day but was so tired that she didn’t bother asking Paige to go to sleep when she look out towards the direction of the dumpster as she then heard Baldrick say it for her.-(Baldrick)“Better get some sleep. Rider is right, staying up all night just make you tired for when he does train you.”

–And when Paige had drifted off to sleep did the procession of the masks began anew with various new skeletons in the procession, some carried what looked bells, trumpets, and drums as the procession of mismatched skeletons began to beat the drums, ring the bells and even try to blow on the trumpets to make an unorganized combination of sounds no union at all just mindless banging and ringing while carrying that black wooden coffin as the skeletons marched forward ever so slowly so as to not trip on each other or fall down but when the coffin and its procession reached the centre of town and placed the coffin upright did this procession of the death then turned to bizarre fight of strange and mysterious beings but as the fighting occurred throughout the town did a dumpster began to rumble and shake before something jumped out of the dumpster and onto the roof of the house closest to the dumpster before this being looked around a bit staring at the scene of battle before dashing through the roofs of various houses only so often to stop and admire the sheer strength of these battling creatures as the being from the dumpster looked on before running again through the roofs but this time instead of running on two legs he was instead running on his hands as he reached the edge of one house did he make the leap to another before reaching the end of the line of the roofs as he looked around before spotting Rider’s house in the distance as he then used his hands and feet to climb down the pipes back to the ground floor before running towards the house of Rider ever so silently and always evading the window sights but when this being from dumpster got close to the house instead of knocking on its doors did he instead climbed the house to reach the roof to where he then waited for the sun to come up and probably for the occupants to wake up so that he may began the training or was it retraining of some people…who knows other than Rider because Marluck himself has forgotten who was he supposed to train.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – It truly was a magnificent sight, the sheer magnitude of the Super heavy weight Spider Tarantula, had the Spider siblings, in awe. Larry was being incredibly hospitable in explaining and showing the inner workings of the Tarantula. Explaining about how the entrance was made to human specifications, it meant the openings would not easily allow the bulky armour of the men from the stars to enter easily. Sora, wearing the powersuit, that was fitted snuggly to his form, proved its worth, by entering after Larry, going in the hatch and up onto the first door, door one. The opening of the hatch, actually reminded Sora of submarine hatches, and the way you turn the wheel to open it and then lock it again air tight. The reasons that they were made this way were simple. Blast doors.

Able to withstand the rounds, fired by the bolt guns. The next door on the tour revealed the medical bay, and interestingly enough, it was rather sparsely fitted out, with only one bed, a surgery table, and cabinets, and an ensuite. Taru poked her head in, taking a quick look, before wanting to ask if there were mass casualities, how would they be treated, from one small bed.)”As you can clearly see this is the medical bay though several funds went into making more important facilities such as turrets placements, blast doors and the spare generator instead of a fully stocked medical bay but in a way it has received enough funds to cover the essentials…moving along.” Taru followed along, while Sora took a quick gander in the med bay. “One bed is okay….so long as its for me.”- he bobbed his head, and then went to catch up his Sister Taru and Larry, who had opened another blast door, and moved on through, very much the tour guide in a sense. Next stop would be a smaller room, that contained a monitor screen on the wall, and a joystick controller, along with a leather lined chair. Like some sort of home entertainment fun gaming station, it was deceptive by design, and its purpose truly remarkable.

Sora was almost game to take a seat in the chair and try it out. Like a boy in a video arcade, he could see the potential for some fun. Taru picked up on it immediately, and glanced over her shoulder at him and said simply, “No.” Sora made a few but buts. And she placed a finger up to his mouth and he shrugged, so the pair could return their attention to Larry’s explanation of why the extra turrrets were placed between the leg joins. To ensure that any vantage point considered a weakness to the structure, would not be able to be exploited. Taru thought this was understandable, and explained why there was a lack of medical supplies and rooms. “The monitor has a direct link to an optic sensor so as to eliminate the need for the gunner to look outside and since the person doesn’t even need to reveal themselves and is safe from any unnecessary harm…while the guns are mechanical the loading has to be done in here thus the ammunition boxes well at least for the anti-aircraft turrets but for the tank turret its self-loading well we are working on it…Moving along” Again off and away through another blast door, to reveal the room where the fangs, or large lase cannons were situated.

On further advice, Larry instructed that they had in fact reached the head of the Tarantula, and that the lasers were powered by large solar panels, that were fitted in key positions around the body of the Super Spider tank. The mention of the Tarantulas’s plasma lasers being enviromentally friendly at this point in the war, did have Taru smirk somewhat, mainly since the armies and the men from the Stars have been doing the exact opposite, and the enviroment had been taking a hammering,. Why even the ozone layer had been punched through so many times by ships, it was a wonder it wasn’t swiss cheese. Coming to the end of the the tour of the second floor, Larry begged the question’ “So how do you like the some of the second floor?”-Taru would be the first to speak up. “The additional turrets were a good idea, in the more aggressive fighting situations, and having seen the Men of the Stars in the north, I know they have a lot up there sleeves, as far as technology and defence. I am impressed with the ingenuity.” Sora poked his head up from behind his sister’s shoulder and added. “I really want to try out operating a turret. Do you have crash test dummies, or something like a moving practise target?”<c>

Raven was still struggling with her mask and managing to eat her fish and rice meal. Obviously the straps were too tight, and pulled on the mask as she tried to slip it up to allow her to eat her meal. Darksied noticed this right off the bat, and suggested that they see the Headmaster, who could help with Raven’s mask. Raven grew hot, her cheeks flushing as she set down her fork on her dinner plate. Mention of returning to meet with the headmaster was in order, and Raven piped up. “I remember him, he was a tree. Okay, I have eaten as much as I can, lets head back to the Headmaster, after I clean away my plate. Raven was actually keen to meet with the Headmaster again, since she still had many unanswered questions. Raven fixed her mask back on and rose from her chair to take her plate and utensils to be washed, and then returned, setting down the clean implements, and plate. “I am not sure if we met in Lorewall, I spent a lot of my time underground. Whether it was the hall or the Spire. Its actually rare for me to be on the surface. Maybe Mum was trying to have us protected from the men from the Stars. I don’t know. My Mother and my Aunt weren’t around very much. I saw more of the Ettercaps and my own siblings. *she smiled at Darksied thoughtfully*.. I don’t remember you at all. And its hard to tell since you wear a mask like I do.” The young boy in the black robes that had come up and poked Darksied before running away, had Raven intrigued. “Special friend?” she asked, ready to start on the walk back to the Headmaster. Sometimes, going back was the only way forward. <c>

Rider by now, was fast asleep, as was Baldrick, who for once was not sleeping sitting upright propped against the wall of the house. Little did either of them guess, that the procession of masks, the nightly ritual was on again, and the coffin carried from the river of black, to have it opened, and all manner of skeletal remains of beasts and creatures not of this world, took up the fight, and what a fight it was. Having Marluck, going from rooftop to rooftop, on his hands instead of his feet. Its a wonder the skeletons couldn’t see him, bounding along, Finally he came to land on top of Rider’s humble abode, ready perhaps to train the young Cookie and Baldrick, if at all possible. The sun did start to rise, which would end the procession, but also waken Cookie, since she was eager to see what Marluck had in store for her. But one question was what she wanted to ask, when she could pull her aside. “Why did he walk on his hands, instead of his feet? Was he a rebel with a cause, or was he simply sick of trampling in other people’s messes. <3>

 

Tarantula.

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adventure, Baldrick, children, Cookie, fantasy, fiction, Masters and Apprentices, meats, Raven, Sci fi, super tanks, writing, zombies.

Roleplay Live : Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation

Tarantula

Players:
DarksiedTheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar

DarksiedtheLegend: -The thing known as Torment would begin answering the questions of the supposed repair man as he continued to fix on the armour –(Torment)“Where? When the creatures attacked me……Huge…creatures..mantis like…spitting poison…wanting to eat. Their arms were big and strong and they wanted to rip me apart. They all hatched from eggs. Underground, in an abandoned bar.. They seemed to be of no common creature. The data I gathered from them are minimal, so I had to consume them to appear as this. My model can morph into more convenient things. Such as growing wings. Or even growing extra limbs….I would like to know your name…And what is that?..Is it protection?” –The being named Torment got closer to the man repairing the armour before asking another question.-(Torment)“Scary looking. Does it come in red?”

–To which at this the man would answer Torment-(?)”A name would mean I would need to get familiar with you and at this time that is unnecessary and as for this piece of armour it is actually just a piece of armour… It has be to enhanced with various magic’s and runes so that the magic air crystal can work as a breathing device of sorts…Hmm it seems like you can’t analyse the air surrounding hmm interesting but any way when anyone who breathes air try to go out of this protective barrier or dome they realize that the air outside is toxic and not completely breathable well at least for certain beings not sure if you are counted on the list…Though it can be red if you got the paint for it but since that is an unnecessary personnel use and produce red paint isn’t in this area we have stuck with the usual plain rusty colour and or the traditional mass-produce black armour…are you saying that there are bugs outside?…you got to be kidding so one of those small bugs attack you and you made a forced adaptation that’s a bit much to swallow…I don’t recall receiving any reports of a bar anywhere near here but then again we had been placing our forces to do other tasks that were more significant maybe it’s about time I ask for more scouts rather than exterminators……”

–Now back to Lorewall in the War castle as Sora was in a clear show of emotions saying things like mother of god and how the baneblade tank was capable of punching those men from the stars and even whispering to Larry-(Sora)”I think she likes it, first time I seen her be quiet like that in a while” –As Larry though for awhile really now that is interesting and as he continued his speech about the governments’ plans before stopping to and hearing Taru speak up about her intentions -(Taru)”If the government has decided to mass produce the Baneblade Tank, then by all means, I feel they are right, if it is for the eradication of the Astartes and force their surrender.”-After which she got close enough to speak in a softer voice-(Taru) If the Tarantula is a prototype, that is not meant to be made to multiple units, then this is the one that my brother and I shall need……..We are the spider people, the Carrendar, however, we are not government. We simply seek only to protect Lorewall, those below and those above.”

-Larry would raise his right eyebrow before speaking to her-(Larry)”Very well then. Now can I start telling you what you got yourself into? And please must I remind you that it isn’t necessary to tell me what you are going to use it for, the boss approves of you taking what you want so quite clearly I can’t stop you but wait for me in a moment I have to teach you about the Tarantula.” –After finishing his talk with Taru would he go off to the side of the Tarantula before crouching down to the floor to press a few buttons on a hidden panel on the floor before stepping back a few step as a metal platform would begin to grow from the ground to the top of the Tarantula’s back an almost massive structure before the metal platform transformed into a side platform with stairs allowing anyone on the ground to climb up and walk on a metal bridge with railings to get on top of the Tarantula’s body before Larry returned back to Taru and Sora.

-(Larry)”Now then before you could just take the Tarantula and probably we here at the War castle might put a big bow on it, there is some things you need to know first. First off congratulations on picking the Tarantula from the War castle to be your super heavy tank of choice but now here comes the need to basis…While the Tarantula is a product of the War castle, we cannot in any way answer any questions about the vehicle if it does break down in active use there is no help hotline or customer service for this vehicle. The War castle has the right to say that no such vehicle ever existed and don’t bother calling the parent company to complain as they too have no knowledge of this vehicles’ existence. Now while it is in rest mode note it could tower over the Baneblade tank was its legs has fully extended and is in stand mode. Right now the Tarantula is inactive due to the main internal generator being offline, The tarantula has three floors within it these floor extended from the abdomen to the thorax , the top floor is the boarding floor there two latches that allow entrance. Entrance one is located on the top part of the thorax just in front of the abdomen and behind the make shift with the laser cannons and ones must turn the hatch in order to enter and the other one which is located in the underbelly come on follow me…”

–Larry would walk to the Tarantula before going in between the legs to show the underbelly which has a hatch before Larry pointed out to them-(Larry)”Notice the second entrance…well that is fake, its more to throw off enemies into trying to get to get the latch while getting into a killing zone if you don’t notice there are some hidden panels that allows the soldiers inside to use their guns to blow the enemies to smithereens but it it’s a tank underneath the full body slam down wards is the one option to destroy tanks underneath the Tarantula otherwise the legs themselves could crush the tanks without mercy. …Do you want me to show you the internal compartments of the Tarantula?.Cause I got the platform ready just in case.”

–Meanwhile in Shangri-La would the cook in red armor just nod at Raven without even responding to her as the fisherman continued his fishing while the one in red armor went back to the tent to look for food before Darksied started to speak-(Darksied)”The one fishing is the teacher for the water clan and the one in red armour is the teacher for the fire clan. Apparently there are other clans around here who does teach their students but as for where that’s hard to tell…well normally we would get visits by the other clans but mostly the water clan…I believe mute taught us that there are many clans, sub-clans, family branches, unaffiliated groups and so on and so forth. Some groups within the clans would eventually branch out to create their own clan and be recognized by the heads of the main clans…in fact currently the clan of darkness had been split to three groups one is the more commonly known Union headed by their current foreman…I can’t remember his name, another is the citizens of the sewers supposedly ruled by unknown person and then there is the third group relatively new group that was established during the underground wars of Nixagris…no one knows who is the leader but I believe mute said politics are a messy thing in the world of masks and said we shouldn’t worry about it though I believe it would be safe to say his tape recorder said that not mute himself…Ahh food is here.” –The being in red armour simply placed two plates of fried fish and rice before placing a fork and spoon for each of them. Once that was done the being in red armour just returned back to the tent without even speaking to either of them to which Darksied responded-(Darksied)”Some of the people around here don’t like speaking too much while others just don’t like being near other people so umm bon appetites..”

–After Darksied would move the bottom part of his mask upwards so as to begin eating as he used his fork and spoon to try and remove the fish meat from the bones while trying to remove the bones away from his plate as he took up a bit of fish and placed it on the spoon before getting a scoop of rice with his spoon and placing the bit of fish and rice into his mouth at which he would begin to bite down on the both as he continued to eat while trying to make sure he doesn’t put a piece of bone into his mouth. While back Rider’s house in the dead nation as Paige started to ask some questions about Rider’s friend-“How..Exactly does he train them? And..why would people be nervous? Doesn’t smell does he?”-But before Rider could explain did Baldrick speak up first-(Baldrick) “Paige, down here, things aren’t what they seem. Those who are kind are far and few between, and we been lucky to meet the kind ones. So, have an open mind about the dumpster man. Who knows, he might be your new best friend, beside that bag of sweets.”

–To which Rider then let out a yawn as she explained about her friend-(Rider)*YAWN* Well his name is Marluck and well some people are nervous around him due to him being unpredictable no one knows what he will do…like for example everyone walks on their feet right? Well he walks on his hands at times sometimes he literally scares people not by appearance but by his actions…how to put it? Hmm I remember they had a word for it well unpredictable is one way to put it but it’s just that he doesn’t react to situations like how normal people would…As for how he teaches well that depends on entirely who he teaches at times. Even though he knows how to train flusher people he doesn’t join the flusher people and rather be a scavenger of many things in fact when he comes in the morning I think you would understand and besides he hates to move around in the daylight unless he needs to as for you Baldrick I think you might get a kick out of learning from him too beside you would need it just in case of course so rest up *yawn* for tomorrow Marluck comes for you two. *yawn* -And to that Rider would try and get some sleep as she lay her head upon her bed.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – It didn’t slip past Taru, the expression on Larry’s face in regards to her statement about not being part of the government per say, but that they were still the Spider people of Lorewall. Now, having remembered how Sand said to be in her approach to Larry, she had to keep it in a manner that was not authoritarian. And for Taru, that was proving to be rather difficult. Almost like she had to forcefully suppress the black that ran in her veins, and this would prove later, be disastrous. But for now at least, Larry was willing to divulge everything he knew about the Prototype, Tarantula. Sora and Taru were to be treated to a personal guided tour of the Super spider tank, which had Sora amazed, overwhelmed by its size and capabilities. Still wearing the power suit from earlier, his boots clunked along the floor of the laboratory, and together with his sister, Taru, followed Larry to the metal platform that grew from the ground to the back of the Tarantula back structure. “Stairs? I was half expecting to be sucked in from beneath by some sonic space like suction thing.” Taru shrugged her shoulders, and followed Larry up the stairs, into the underbelly of the Tarantula. This was able to be accessed via a hatch, like you would see on a submarine.

There was of course a second entrance, not far from the hatch, which was pointed out, and both Siblings looked up to get a better idea of it. For those that try and reach the insides from underneath, if the enemy attempted to gain access, the Spider was of course a massive tank and could draw its legs in and simply crush whatever is beneath it. Sora was getting more and more impressed by the second, eagerly inspecting the underside, where there were hidden compartments, especially for storing extra weapons, should you have to leave the tank for whatever reason. Larry then made the offer, that if both were willing; he was more than happy to give them a tour of its internal structure, to which both replied. “Yes please.” This was probably one of the few times, you would ever find this duo being quite so polite. And why wouldn’t they be, this was by far the mother of all tanks,and being a Spider, made it all the more special. ::

At Shangr-La, Raven’s stomach was actually growling, and she even held her arms around her middle, in an effort to make it stop. The man in the red armour, wasn’t much of a conversationalist, but then again, Raven had only said a one word greeting. Staying sitting down, she turned to watch the fisherman by the bank, who was the teacher for the Water Clan. So, if he was of water, the red armored being was of course the Teacher for the Fire clan. The fact that they were all working together like this and not showing any signs of animosity had Raven intrigued. Especially after the rough response she had from the Trio of brothers back in the tunnels, when she was told to be Clan of Darkness. Raven’s stomach rumbled again, and she smiled from beneath her mask awkwardly at Darksied, in case he heard her. He was of course, explaining just who was who, and all about how there were many more clans, families, and then extended family clans, for those that branched out and far from home. “To me, it sounds like a real community, but here they all teach those in need. I wonder if we will meet more water clan people after lunch. Mmmm it smells good, whatever it is.” –

As they sat together, waiting for luncheon to be served, Darksied explained that there were three types of Clan of Darkness clans in existence, and when he mentioned Nixagris, Raven stopped fidgeting. “I haven’t been to the North. I spent most of my childhood at the hall in Lorewall, and then we moved to the Spire after Mazmezz’s troops attacked. My mum….”- Raven’s voice faded away, as she remembered her mother, trying to defend the Hall against the hordes of Orcs and the demon Lords. Thankfully, their meals were brought over, and placed down in front of them, and Raven said a quiet thank you, to the Red armored being, as she picked up her fork and twirled it. She then remembered, she was wearing her mask, and it was going to be impossible to shove a fork full of food into her mouth through the tiny mask hole. Slowly, she lifted her mask up, and this allowed her mouth to be seen, however, her eyeholes were raised to her forehead, and she could only see the inside of her mask. “Eh..” Raven made a slight discouraged noise, trying in vain to keep her identity a secret behind the mask, but still wanted to eat her meal of fish and rice. Darksied seemed to be handling it well, being careful to prize the tasty flesh from the bone, and add some rice to his fork, before swallowing it all, with a light munching. Raven picked at the fish with her fork, but her mask kept sliding back down into position, and this only brought more small funny noises from Raven. So each time she got the mask up slightly, and she did a balancing act with the food stuffs on her fork, she would attempt to get it in her mouth, without it getting it everywhere. Needless to say, this was going to be a long supper. ::

Rider was quite tired from her day up at the Down the Drains office, and was yawning and stretching, while Baldrick explained to young Cookie, that it was not a good idea to judge others before getting to know them better. Course, Cookie had only heard the dumpster man’s voice and had not seen hide nor hair of him. Rider would explain that his name was Marluck, and that the locals of the tunnels were somewhat nervous of him, since, he walks about on his hands. “Topsy turvey. I like it.” Baldrick said with a smile, while Cookie appeared perplexed. “How can he carry a weapon with his toes? I don’t get it.” Well, its not every day you see someone getting about on their hands, this was true. So, reclusive, shy and intimidating. Baldrick then laughed and nudged Cookie’s side. “Your Grandmother could be like that, except the part about walking on her hands.

But she had people nervous, and scared. Especially me at times. Ooo…she was a right treasure that woman. Right, so what time do you think Marluck will get here?” Baldrick asked, picking up his shovel and giving it a twirl. “‘I’m keen now.” Baldrick had some renewed energy, since the day had already been rewarding in his opinion. But Rider had other plans, still yawning her head off, and advising the two get some rest before hand, since Marluck was expected the following day. When Rider lay down on her cot, Cookie wandered over to the window of the hut, and stared over at the large dumpster, that housed her trainer. She rested her arms on the window sill, and lowered her chin down, eyes watching closely for movement. Baldrick knew that sleep was a good idea, and found himself a nice corner on the floor, with a pile of clothing from the Down the Drains shop as makeshift bedding. He fluffed the pile up, before taking a look at Cookie. “Better get some sleep. Rider is right, staying up all night just make you tired for when he does train you.” Paige let out a sigh and fell back, before going over to Raven’s sleeping pile, and got down on the floor, curling up and finally going off the sleep. <3>

 

The fire that burns within.

Tags

adventure, battle droids, children, fantasy, fiction, magic, music, Sci fi, uplifting, weapons, writing

CharlotteCarrendar

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Re: (RP) “The Dead Nation – Forum and Live Roleplay.

January 26, 2013 08:34AM

Role play Live : Group : The Carrendar DynastyDead Nation

The fire that burns within.

Players:
CharlotteCarrendar
DarksiedTheLegend
TormentedPerfection

CharlotteCarrendar: – Taru strode around her brother, Sora and Larry, as Sora was being fitted into the pants of the power suits. Sora did as he was instructed, sitting down upon the floor and wiggling into the legs. He did find it a bit awkward, especially being fitted under the watchful gaze of Taru. Having her pace around like she did made him somewhat uneasy. “Hmmm.” She said just under her breath, eyes flickering, and the black definitely showing itself in her gaze. The dripping had seemed to stop for now, and her demeanour had softened. Maybe it was because Sand had warned her it would be a bad idea to come off at snobbish or authoritarian. As Larry explained the power suit’s features, he brought up a very good question in relation to added features, or special requirements. “So interested in some tanks or special attachments for these amours?” The thought of using them under water, was intriguing, since the idea of the bulky Astartes being able to swim, was not exactly an ability she figured they would be capable of. Also, Bebilith can’t swim. And to think that this would give them that ability was a definite plus. “I think tanks would be a wise choice, don’t you, Sora?” Taru said with a slight rise in her shaped right eyebrow. By now, Sora had on his boots, and was fastening the pants up, by pressing the belt buckle, so it adjusted to his form. When the pants had locked into the right shape, Sora gave a firm nod, and then asked of Larry. “Certainly snug now. Not used to the whole…’wriggle pull on’, but I think I can get used to it.”- Sora showed a grin, as he wiggled his tush. “Check it.”- Taru rolled her eyes, and said plainly- “Tanks are a good idea, let’s go with those.” The fitting continued, with Larry assisting, and Sora made a few more choice comments, finding the experience of being the test subject rather enjoyable after a time. <c>Raven was actually feeling pangs of hunger in her stomach. It had actually been a while since she had anything to eat, and appeared gaunt, however with her mask on, no one could tell. “I’m not bored, just a a bit hungry. “ Raven pushed herself up off the grass, and wiped herself down with the flick of her hands, when Darksied made a suggestion about a game. A game that they could play with the other children in their class. “A game of darkness? – Raven rubbed the edge of the cheek line of her mask softly- “Okay, sounds like fun. How do you play?” – She asked. <c>

At the Down the Drains shop, Cookie was learning that the Otyughs were mostly all taken, and there probably wouldn’t be any available to buy for weeks. You could hear the audible sigh, as Cookie lowered her machete at the news. “Oh…I forgot about that, sorry.” Perhaps Cookie hadn’t been paying attention, but then she learnt that she would be riding with Rider, just the way that Raven had. This did brighten things for Cookie. “But now I need to find you a willing teacher or training dummy for that matter…I might know someone that fits that category” A training dummy? That was a new one. Did they get someone to pretend to be a Meat to attack? Did they use strung up bits of real meat, like boar carcasses? Either way, Cookie was curious to find out who would be a willing teacher. Meanwhile, Baldrick had been studying an igloo of clothes, and trying out the local dialect. “Cluck…er…gobble gobble, bark…yiff?” Would have looked decidedly daft, but least he was having a go. Course, he didn’t hear Rider come up to him and then say, in a rather cheeky fashion )”Here’s your shovel turnip now let’s go meet my friend.” Turnip took the shovel and then held it aloft, as if it were Excalibur. “I plan to go where no ..man and shovel has gone before. Onward, my dear Cookie!”- Baldrick marched out the door, with Cookie following along behind, shaking her head. “Why me….?” <3>

TormentedPerfection: As the sergeant turned round, to god knows where. The android followed. His loud metallic body hitting the ground as it clanked. His sights were still scanning the deserted place, up until he was lifted to where the Sergeant sat and asked the man. The android laid back on the other seat as he just sat, perfect posture and unmoving…And then the sergeant asked him such a difficult question. What was he? Did he even know? He knew he was Android. And that he was a synthetically manufactured creature. But was it wise to tell him? His hands shot up to the table. And before eh could retort. His speech was gone, and the data on his mind was screwed up. Revealing a new A.I Which then spoke, informing the man. “What you have here is T.O.R.M.E.N.T. Android of the kind with A.I unmoving, more so, excellent. It was manufactured by the NanoTech Industries so that they could create the perfect weapon. It’s defense mechanism also included a different feature. One that it’s maker brilliant called “Forced Adaptation.” in which the Android takes the body of a specimen and consumes it, whether biological or synthetic, before adapting it’s weapons to it’s body as a mechanism tool.” To make a point, the android sliced at the table and stood. But hopefully they won’t try to kill him. Since he wasn’t in control. “T.O.R.M.E.N.T Also includes Sexual Mode in whi—” And before it could speak further, it shut down, the normal A.I Taking over. And the A.I blinked and spoke “My name is…Torment.” And it offered it’s scythed hand, as if for both the people to shake. It felt eerie, actually. To be kicked out of consciousness ever so easily, for other A.I’s to control you. That was weird. And that one was programmed into him. He knew his Anti-Hacking capabilities would kick anything that tried to hack him out. But he didn’t want to experience other A.I’s hijacking his memories. And little did the Android know that he just sliced a whole table in half and offered hs scythe. Whatever the sergeant will do is then justified. Whether he’d be kicked out or attacked on sight Hopefully he’d understand. Although that was quite far from happening.

DarksiedtheLegend: -Somewhere on the surface of the dead nation would Torment begin his expaling inside the workshop of the repairman-(Torment)”What you have here is T.O.R.M.E.N.T. Android of the kind with A.I unmoving, more so, excellent. It was manufactured by the NanoTech Industries so that they could create the perfect weapon. Its defense mechanism also included a different feature. One that it’s maker brilliant called “Forced Adaptation.” in which the Android takes the body of a specimen and consumes it, whether biological or synthetic, before adapting it’s weapons to its body as a mechanism tool.”-As the Sergeant looked on to see the Android actually speaking to them and almost managed to sidestep that slash motion made by Torment that cut a table in two-(Torment) “T.O.R.M.E.N.T Also includes Sexual Mode in whi—….. The Sergeant would then look at the person he was talking to before about to speak as the man repairing the armor would just say to the Sergeant-(??)”I believe it is more or less friendly I really don’t have the time to analyze that thing so for the mean time it means us no harm.”(Sergeant)”No harm did you see what it did?!” (Sergeant)”A mere accident…he is no more deadly than you or I…” (Sergeant)”Should we send him to the Butcher?” (??)”Lord Butcher is very busy dealing with the politics of both surface world and sewer world…and even I’m busy like him due to your men nearly destroying these armors…do you how difficult it is just to fully armor everyone here and even to conjure up a crystal that purifies the air in just this dome or even crystals that can act as miniature air reservoirs in these armors? …we are literally on borrowed time until your men successfully eliminate the wretched toxic spewing plants in at least a considerable distance then maybe just maybe I’ll have some time in my schedule to analyze this thing…” (Sergeant)”Very well then, I shall leave Torment in your care until we can eliminate more of these plants…” –The sergeant would leave Torment in the care of this busy busy worker. Back to the War castle at Lorewall As Taru and Sora were talking with each other about the suit with Larry looking on and pay attention to each word they said before Larry would assist Sora with the placing of the armor chest piece as if it was some sort of big sweater with metal parts in certain areas once the chest piece was snug on Sora did Larry finish the demonstration with the final piece placing the helmet which should cover all of Sora’s head before Larry pressed a button on the side of the helmet as he continued with his explanation-(Larry)”Due to certain improvements made on the armor certain things needed to be removed as well like for example the full sensory upload of enhanced vision, hearing and smell has been removed due to the sensory overload onto a human…instead what was placed was radio communications and also the nifty system which allows you to see through the head helmet and not through the eye holes…Like you aren’t even wearing the helmet” –The instant Larry said those words would Sora get a sight to behold no longer seeing through the helmet’s eye holes but instead seeing a full view of the surrounding in front of him as Larry continued-(Larry)”But due to certain part removed this function would not last for long if it is damaged and will in an attempt to save power revert back to the eye view from the helmet…So you interested in the tanks…What kind of tanks are you looking for light tanks, medium tanks, heavy tanks, or super heavy tanks?” –Larry looked at her for a moment before recalling the conversation that Sand had with him about these two being Carrendars as Larry blurted out-(Larry)”Wait a minute you are spider people right?….Does this mean you are here for that tank? The tank of all tanks? If you are then what are you waiting for come with me…” –Larry would press a button on the wall which caused the heavy doors to open up as he took a left turn to head towards the corridor as he hoped they were following him head to the elevator before he stopped and returned back to them in the fitting room of the armors as he said to them-(Larry)”So since you are Carrendars you must be here for that tank right? That would explain the kind of specifications of this tank….oh yeah keep the armor on…you need to get a better feel so that you can get a better understanding of the armor…” –He would wait for them to move out of the fitting room with armor so as to bring them in front of an elevator before he would say to them.-(Larry)”I can’t believe why the government hasn’t pick this thing up or even called back after all it was the governments specifications” –As the elevator doors opened up before Larry went into the elevator and hopefully they were with him as the doors shut as they begun the long descent down. Now back to the forest of Shangri-La would the Raven tell to Darksied –(Raven)“I’m not bored, just a bit hungry. “-As Darksied would then suggest a game of darkness did she ask about before asking how to play the game of darkness as Darksied would think a bit before saying to Raven-(Darksied)”Hmm in a way it’s a mix of tag and hide and seek but if you are hungry I could take you to the mess hall or cafeteria if you like then we can play later…” –As Darksied would leap up to his feet and brush off his jeans a bit before offering Raven a hand-(Darksied)”So shall we eat?” –Meanwhile in the down the drains shop as Baldrick attempted to speak to the igloo of clothes or tried to speak the sewer speak would he get out seemed to be a giggle of laughs emitting from the igloo of clothes but as soon as the three were out of the shops and onto the streets would Rider point out something to the both of them-(Rider) “Meow…bark…quack. in that sequence is somewhat a start of a joke as for Cluck……gobble gobble, bark…yiff? in that sequence is what most call a pick up line though you really shouldn’t use that in front of certain people….some of them are desperate enough to try something…hmm as for my friend don’t be alarmed by his stature or appearance either” –As Rider would be leading them to the back alleys of the city before stopping in front of a dumpster as Rider would gently tap the dumpster before a voice would sound out-(?)”Groooooaaaan” (Rider)”Big guy I need your help.” (??)”Groooooaaaan yuck Ride?” (Rider)”Well yeah I need some training but more I need you to teach a young flusher person..Probably an old guy too” (?) “Groooooooooaaaaan yuck yuck yikes.” (Rider)”So I’ll see you by my house right?” (?)”Yeah.” –As Rider would then begin the trek back home.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- As the helmet went over the top of Sora’s head, you could hear the ooo’s then an echo to his voice. “Woooah!” – Woah was right, for as Larry explained, the helmet was designed specifically so that you would get a total view of what was in front of you, not just looking through the eyeholes. Sora reached out in front of him and raised up his hands, before then wiggling his fingers at his Sister, Taru. “You gotta try this.”- Sora seemed to be enjoying this far more than he should. It was almost like he was twenty years younger. His zest for life returning. Taru stood with her arms folded, keeping her thoughts to herself, but listening to Larry, and taking on board, everything about the suits. On the next question, Larry asked. “So you interested in the tanks…What kind of tanks are you looking for light tanks, medium tanks, heavy tanks, or super heavy tanks?” Taru was about to answer him with medium, when all of a sudden, Larry seemed to realize just who they were. ”Wait a minute you are spider people right?….Does this mean you are here for that tank? The tank of all tanks? If you are then what are you waiting for come with me…” Sora and Taru looked at each other, not at all sure what Larry was on about. “the Tank of all Tanks?’ What the hell? Scuba divers wore moderately sized tanks, not strapped a big road tank on their backs. Larry pressed a button on the wall, and the Carrendar siblings stepped back as the large doors opened up to reveal another corridor. Larry seemed so eager he took off down and turned left to another passage out of sight. “How am I going to swim with a massive tank strapped to my back?” Sora asked, as Taru smacked the front of his helm with the open palm of her hand. “Must be a different type of tank. No, wait, here he comes.”- Sora reeled a bit from the head strike, and then righted himself, when Larry returned. He assumed that they must have been sent for the special tank, and went on to explain how the specification would have been made just for these suits. ”I can’t believe why the government hasn’t pick this thing up or even called back after all it was the governments specifications” – Taru and Sora followed Larry out of the fitting room, with Sora in the suit, and Taru still dressed in her black hooded robe. Making small talk on the way down, Taru could not help herself but say. “The government seems to be rather busy at the moment. They haven’t returned my calls either. Such a pity.” Whether Larry would pick up on that last quip, would remain to be seen. But both Sora and Taru, were keen to see this Tank. The tank of all Tanks. <c>

At Shangri-La, Raven was getting something of an idea about the game he mentioned; the game of darkness. Kind of like tag and hide and go seek. Raven actually smiled from behind her mask, as that was a favourite game she liked to play with her siblings in the chambers below the meeting hall. “Sounds fun, but I would like to see the mess hall first. Harder to play with an empty stomach.” Darksied was being really friendly and helpful, considering he had only just met her. Though she recalled him from the lake, and how he appeared in the mist above the water. Raven wanted to ask him if he remembered her, and that test, but pushed it aside, happier to just…be a kid for a while, and not have to worry about the responsibilities of being a Carrendar, just now. “Let’s go.” <c>

“I think that igloo likes me.” – Baldrick said with a wiggle of the head, walking away from the Down the Drains shop, and catching up with Rider. He held his shovel so the metallic end was just beyond his shoulder, the staff resting on his upper chest. Trying to speak the common of the tunnels appeared fun, till Rider revealed exactly what Baldrick had said. It was actually a pick up line, and Baldrick stopped in his tracks. “Bugger me, I don’t want to date a pile of clothes.” Cookie couldn’t help but laugh as she passed him. “Then knock off the gobble gobble yiff, or you will have every igloo in that place up at Rider’s front door Saturday night. Hahahaha.” But then it was time for little Cookie to get a shock, when Rider tapped on a dumpster and the Dumpster answered. It groaned and moaned when asked to do some training, for a certain little flusher person. Wait, that was Cookie. Cookie blinked and when the date was made, it was Baldrick’s turn to laugh. “And you just got a date with a pile of rubbish. Do..ho ho ho ho.” The three then ambled back to Rider’s home. <3>

DarksiedtheLegend: -With the android sitting on a chair and by the sound he broke the chair as the man would continue his work without looking around to check on the android before the android spoke-(Torment) “The Android wants to see the sight. Do you want to see the Android’s capabilities?” –As the sergeant was leaving the room would the android spoke again-(Torment) “What plant? May I be of service?”-The sergeant just looked at the android before speaking-(Sergeant)”No you may not be of service. It’s our problem to handle you just sit right there and wait for him to finish his job.” –The sergeant would then leave as the man repairing the armors would just say to the android without even bothering to look at the android-(?)”Your design is strange…so by your words you must have seen or heard something that must have made you do that forced adaptation..Tell me what are your objectives? And what caused your forced adaptation?” –The man would be continuing his adjustments on the armor not even bothering to look at the android. Now back to the War castle in Lorewall as the elevator came down and open its doors would Larry rush out and flipped the light switch which caused the dark room to light up as each light before revealing two large objects, one of the two was thirteen point five meters in length, eight point four meters in width, six point three meters in height and weights about three hundred and nineteen tons. This tank had about eleven turrets sticking out of this tank on it and massive caterpillars’ threads. While the other tank or what appears to be a large mechanical spider which had eight massive legs that were about three point eighty one meters each leg, twelve point twenty meters in width, seven point sixty two meters in length, weights five hundred tons and on the supposed head of the spider were two cannons in place of where the fangs would normally be as Larry would then point at both of the tanks.-(Larry)”May I present the two super heavy tanks in the War castle of this day…The prototype Baneblade and Tarantula both made by the order of government…or that’s what the heads tell me at least…the Baneblade tank is outfitted with eleven turrets one major turret for fighting against other super heavy tanks, three turrets for anti-personnel, three turrets for light tanks, two anti-air craft turrets and for those daring enough to get really close two flamethrower turrets and if you don’t notice this tank wasn’t exactly easy to make and now the Tarantula the very first in the line and probably the only in existence note the twin cannons in the front of its head is actually laser cannons that operate separately and can burn the grounds once fired, there are other turrets like the hidden plasma cannon that literally melts tanks inside and out and is granted to ensure no survivors in the tank are can escape, each of its legs is capable to crushing anything underneath its legs though it also has the function to literally jump up and flatten the ground underneath its body through the use of thrusters underneath the Tarantula’s main body…and many many other hidden features in this tank…I’m guessing that since you Carrendars are spider people it would make sense the whole specifications of the Tarantula…well what you think of them? Currently the Baneblade tank is under consideration of mass production we await the approval of the Lord of War, Captain and the Prime minister as for the Tarantula no one is sure who designed it but it’s in the governments black project funding and the War castle managed to get it….so far from these two tanks present only one would be mass produced the other unfortunately no one has any idea what will happen to it…so what you think of them?”-While at Shangri-La Darksied would begin to lead the little Raven across the jungles before stopping in front of a camp of what appears to be a fisherman as one could clearly see a man dressed in brown robes actually fishing along the river bed as the two would get closer would a being dressed completely in red armor looked at them before Darksied said to the two present-(Darksied)”Umm Lunch would be good if you got some.” –The fisherman would just nod as the red armored being would enter the camp to look for the food before coming back out with a wooden table as the red armored being placed the table on the middle of the camp before it started to light the fire place as small sparks would appear on the campsite before it lit up as the red armored being would place a pot on the fire before looking back at the two children as Darksied led Raven to the table before the red armored being brought out foldable metal chairs as Darksied helped the red armored being set them up as Darksied looked at Raven-(Darksied)”So what are you hungry for?” –Meanwhile Rider had returned back to the house with the two Baldrick and Paige had followed her to the house before Rider would point out the reason for the dumpster talking-(Rider)”Hmm to explain this my friend lives in the dumpster and on occasion he trains flusher people to be fighters and well I think he might be coming soon…that depends since he hates working in the light most definitely he would come over when it gets darker….His preference of course…people get nervous when he is around…something about him makes some people want to hide…but either way rest up for tomorrow you meet your trainer and that goes for you to Baldrick…Yawn..I’m going to rest for awhile make yourself at home. ”

TormentedPerfection: Of course he can’t. Fucking people. Who does he need to fuck in order to fuck some shit up? The android just laid on his ass, looking at the man looking at the armor and all that. He seemed like an odd one. The android thought. And as he was repairing the armor did he respond to him. One question that made the android think about what to answer and not just spit it out. <?>“Your design is strange…so by your words you must have seen or heard something that must have made you do that forced adaptation..Tell me what are your objectives? And what caused your forced adaptation? “ What did cause it? He remembered. The Mantis. Those damn bitches. His eyes shot up in glaring red as he answered, in full detail “Where? When the creatures attacked me…” he raised his scythe and spoke again, in a darker quite metallic tone. “Huge…creatures..mantis like…spitting poison…wanting to eat. Their arms were big and strong and they wanted to rip me apart. They all hatched from eggs. Underground, in an abandoned bar.. They seemed to be of no common creature. The data I gathered from them are minimal, so I had to consume them to appear as this.” It raised its scythe like arms before speaking again. “My model can morph into more convenient things. Such as growing wings. Or even growing extra limbs.” The Model of the android nodded as it started off to the man, tilting it’s head. The man was mysterious. He knew so much about him…Yet he knew none about him. This was quite the odd picture. To be questioned and eb taken care of an unknown man, in an unknown settlement I na deserted barren inhospitable wasteland. Scary I might add. But the android had no choice but to comply to the demands. The Bug bot tapped the ground with his scythe, and after those moments of silents, he spoke finally. “I would like to know your name.” It spoke, and then pointed at the armor “And what is that? The Model does not have sufficient data to scan or process what that is. Is it protection?” As if a curious kid, it stood and tries to peek on the armor, to no avail. And it crossed it’s arm with a look on the armor. “Scary looking. Does it come in red?”

CharlotteCarrendar: – The illumination of the massive storage facility for the massive tanks, blinked and then came on, row after row, till finally the entire room was bathed in the unnatural light. But what lay before them, was not the tanks of their imagination, but Super tanks, military hardware, the kind that won wars. It was such a sight, that Sora took off his heim, and carried it in his hand, walking towards the Tarantula, his jaw agape. “MOTHER OF GOD!!, I haven’t seen anything like this since…since..”- Sora’s voice trailed off, and he had to wipe his eyes. Taru on the other hand, had seen one such tank, but was nothing like this. “Impressive…most impressive.” Taru went to wander underneath the massive machines, casting her eyes up, while Larry made the introduction, with all the pomp and flair of a showman. ”May I present the two super heavy tanks in the War castle of this day…The prototype Baneblade and Tarantula both made by the order of government” So, the government set to task to have these made. And yet where are the governmental heads? Who was watching over Nixagris, when the Astartes came to land and take virtual control? Sora was more interested in the BaneBlade, as he walked along with Larry, and nodded when the turrets were pointed out. “Anti aircraft turrets? Flame throwers? This is incredible, and can really pack a punch against the men from the stars, Right Taru?” Sora looked over to Taru, who had placed a hand on one of the large tarantula apendages. Something about the way she just stood there, staring up at it. Sora sidled over to Larry and whispered- “I think she likes it, first time I seen her be quiet like that in a while.” This much was true, but unless he pryed into her mind, he would know what she was thinking. Sora grinned at the mention of the twin cannons being lasers, and the hidden plasma cannon, that could incinerate an entire vehicle with passengers in a matter of seconds. Taru finally lowered her hand, and then turned to face Larry, having paid attention to his speach about the intentions of productions on masse. “If the government has decided to mass produce the Baneblade Tank, then by all means, I feel they are right, if it is for the irriadication of the Astartes and force their surrender.”- Taru then sauntered over to Larry and spoke to him with a softer voice. “If the Tarantula is a prototype, that is not meant to be made to multiple units, then this is the one that my brother and I shall need.” Taru inhaled sharply, and then said. “We are the spider people, the Carrendar, however, we are not government. We simply seek only to protect Lorewall, those below and those above.” <c>

Raven walked alongside Darksied towards the area that was considered the mess hall, but it was actually a camp within the jungle itself. A fisherman wearing brown robes, would be the first person they saw, and Raven stood in behind Darksied, so that he may ask about lunch. A quick nod was the response, and Raven shrugged her shoulders, not feeling comfortable asking what would be on the menu. It was at this point a red armoured being entered the camp and started setting up table and chairs for lunch. Starting a fire with, but all without matches or flint. Raven nervously fidgeted with her mask, and rightly so, since fire was a weakness of the Bebilith race. When he pulled out a pot and set it upon the flames, did Raven realise that the red armoured man, must be the chef. Seeing Darksied helping set out the chairs, and asking what she fancied to eat, she piped up, thinking the only logical thing would be fish soup, or stew. “Seafood chowder? If..There is any.”- Raven quickly sat on a fold out chair, and waited to be asked to get places ready before the meal was ready. Raven then bobbed her head towards the red armoured being and said. “Hello..” She still wore her mask, and was not yet able to say her second name, since it was to be chosen for her by the Masters. <c>

The sound of the man of the dumpster, was the likes of a monster, or legend. He didn’t sound that bad, according to Baldrick, but to Cookie, she couldn’t help but be intimidated. “How..Exactly does he train them? And..why would people be nervous? Doesn’t smell does he?” Baldrick tried not to laugh, as he lent his shovel against the wall of the inside of Rider’s home. “Paige, down here, things aren’t what they seem. Those who are kind are far and few between, and we been lucky to meet the kind ones. So, have an open mind about the dumpster man. Who knows, he might be your new best friend, beside that bag of sweets.” <3>