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Post by mathew on Feb 18, 2012 1:07:20 GMT -5
Location: OutlandsJanuary 31st 3:00pm
A Forested Area.
Open
But he couldn't hide forever. It was proving very difficult to cling with his ever fiber in his being to a scrawny looking tree branch wayyyyy up high in the sky. How had he gotten up there? Sheer will power. Do not question it. He is there and he is clinging for dear life.... all nine feet off the ground. So.high.up. Terror clearly is rattling his frame and over the dull roar of a waterfall not far off one might hear him whimpering as he is so sure he is going to bite the bullet. How did he end up there one might ask? Wellllll...
It all started by a very unfortunate accident. He had heard about some ruins not far off from his location and like a gullible little fool he had gone to check them out. Not heeding the warnings of his biometal he wandered right on into them and never ever expected to run into a group of mavericks. But there they were and they didn't like it that he had accidentally triggered a trap that more or less made part of their group fall into a hole that went-- well he didn't know that!! It wasn't his fault the button was in his way why should he have had to move from it!? ;_; But they didn't see it that way and with a loud shriek he fled the area with Model RC cursing behind him.
//Get back 'ere y'bloody coward! They're a small bunch! Ya can beat 'em if ya leave it t'me!!\\
But did he listen? No. Every fiber in his being was telling him to get away, get away, get away! And away he got! Tripping here and scrambling there there were several occasions where RC tried to float before him to knock sense into him, but he had his mind made up and when it was made up there was no listening to her... until he realized he was scrambling towards a waterfall. With little to no choice he managed to scramble up that tree and was clinging on to it with all his might. He shouldn't have done that and had he not been uttering to any holy being that might save him now he might have heard the groan of the tree as its branch began to give under his limber weight.
//Mathew~\\
"It's over... it's over.. this is it. Why did I have to step on the trap button, whyyyyyy--" He whined quietly, not hearing Model RC at all.
//Oh f'god's sake! Mathew!\\
"I never got to kiss anyone, and I never got to tell that one girl I liked her... and I never got to eat those sweets I bought from the vendor not far back. W-why is life so cruel--I really wanted to try thos sweets!" He whispered furiously to himself, his eyes squeezed shut so of course he didn't see the group gathering below him to look for him. "--and what's with those guys anyway! I showed them that there was a trap...!"
//-sigh- Oh do shut up n'listen't'me before it breaks!\\
"What was that RC? Breaks? Oh yes.. breaks... let's not forget about that! I haven't had a break in days... days! And I stink and I want a shower and--"
//TH'TREE Y'MORON! TH'TREE 'IS BREAKIN!\\
"WHAT!?" He shrieked. If model RC had a face it would have been face palming right about now as he gave both his position and any hope of them sneaking by away. What was more was that he looked down and stared in horror at the... 'scary' nine foot drop that waited for him. Forget the Mavericks that currently looked up at him... it was the height that mattered, not them! "Oh..oh..m..my..god.. how did I get up here.. I WANT DOWN!! I mean no... don't break! Pfft, pfft pfftttt!" As if blowing at it would make it not break. Good going Mathew... He was soon going to get his wish.... SNAP! Down he fell, his hand reaching up to snatch a hold of RC as he went and fell right ontop of the biggest maverick there was. Hey! It cushioned his fall and it knocked him out! How lucky! Of course he wasn't registering this... instead he was clinging to RC for dear life.
//Let me go... let.me.go. 'ey!! Let go n'get up or y'gonna get blasted ya bloody moronic fool!\\
Oh it was such a sweet-sweet thing to hear... it was heaven to his ears over the ringing in his head and the spaghetti feeling in his limbs... hearing her lovely sweet voice meant he was alive! He did a dance mentally in his head and was about to sigh in relief when he looked up. Oh.. oh no...
"H-hello ;_; i..is there a chance we can talk this out and be friends?" He squeaked. He was surrounded by the remaining group of three and they did not look happy. "N-no? W...well... I mean that's a shame-- do..don't point that at me you could really hurt someone with that--"
//They're goin't'urt'you!\\
"That's not nic--!" The sound of plasma zipping past him made him cry out and dive forward, squeezing easily between two of them that were currently shocked the other fired so close to them.
"Get back here!"
"I don't wanna!" He shot back, running further up the path towards the waterfall. He was doomed and model RC remained unnoticed behind.
//Y'git ya went tha wrong way!!\\ She hailed as she floated after them.
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Post by raven on Feb 20, 2012 19:38:49 GMT -5
Now the day was seemingly delightful as this duo made their way through the area. Raven hadn't been doing all that much as of late. Mainly trying to figure his way around the security and such. Plotting his revenge upon the world that lay before him. Db was good company and the two were seemingly getting along real well. Or so everyone thought.
He had stopped at the waterfall to get some rest. The walking was aching his reploid feet. So he took a nice sit on top of a nice rounded rock, next to the waterfall. He could vaguely hear some voices from afar. But Raven paid no mind to them. He could have cared less about what was going on. As long as he wasn't involved, why should he?
Db appeared beside him and floated next to Raven's head. "You know. . . We could find more information about the law enforcement in the city. We can probably find some way to weasel in and get some damn data."
"Haha! I know! It would be WONDERFUL if I could get my hands upon something SO VALUABLE!!!!" He grinned psychotically as he held his hands out before him. Pretending to be holding something so precious within his fingers. "THEN! We could watch them SUFFER as we corrupt EVERYTHING! Hehehehe!!!" He cackled a little bit as he placed his hands at his side.
"Yeah we could. I like the idea of tormenting them. Don't you? Seeing their faces all twisted in fear and angst? It's like watching something on the comedy channel."
Raven cackled at the thought. Little did the duo know about Mathew's presence.
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Post by mathew on Feb 24, 2012 19:17:21 GMT -5
Mathew was heading from trouble… into more trouble! Oh no! He yelped when he heard Model RC informing him that he was going the wrong way. Well, it wasn’t as if he could very well turn around and just say ‘excuse me, can we try this again? Can we? Please? I’ll just run the right way this time and narrow the chances of you catching me by 70%! =D’ Yes. That would totally work because he was sure they were nice guys and didn’t want to tear him limb from limb! Nope! Nah uhn. No way. Yeah. In his dreams! He hoped RC would catch up to him in the meantime because he was running out of terrain very fast.
His luck was not frowning down upon him so soon; however, for as he rounded a corner and started to scramble up a rather steep incline that led up to the waterfalls peak, he caught the sight of a stranger just sitting there atop a rock. If eyes could sparkle, Mathew’s would be right now, for they shined with a new energy and allowed for him to push further up that hill. Unfortunately for the two of them, Mathew was out of breath by the time he reached the crest of that hill and not having the time to explain himself he just outright jumped up onto that rock and hid right behind Raven. There was no concern for personal space and before he could rightly ask he poked his head out from the right shoulder of this strange and pointed to the group that was charging up the hill.
Had anger not been seated along their expressions then one might thing Model RC was chasing them up that hill as she lazily sought to catch up to her moron of an owner. He left the only weapon of use behind and that, that was unacceptable. She hoped he got his butt kicked around a little bit and then MAYBE… MAYBE she would think about helping him. If the bio metal could warrant an expression then it would be one of sheer and utter annoyance.
“Whyisshemovingsoslooowww?” He whined behind the stranger, exhaling sharply as if he were hidden behind a projectile and not a human being. It wasn’t until a few seconds later when he finally caught his breath enough to talk to him. “Hi. I know we haven’t met—I’m Mathew—and you look like you can handle yourself pretty well. S-so can you do me a favor by chance and savemefromthosehorriblepeoplethataretryingtokillme?!” He whimpered the last bit out, though as he spoke his free hand fumbled about in his lab coat pocket, pulling free a few smoke bombs he had made with his chemicals. On the outside he appeared to be quite frantic but on the inside… he had a plan. Right? Oh god one would hope he might have one!
//I tried t’stop ‘im but y’know it’s kinda hard ta do in’is form!\\ Did Model RC have to be so mean right now too!? Whose side was she on anyway!?
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Post by raven on Mar 2, 2012 8:34:33 GMT -5
Raven was still amused with the idea of obtaining some lovely treasure. Oh how wonderful would that feel?! If he could just obtain a national treasure of some sort, he could tease the world that he had it and no one could stop him! Of course, Raven wouldn't normally think this way if Db hadn't persuaded him into going completely Maverick. The guy was nuts at first, but he got worse when Db joined forces with him.
Then. His imaginary world was shattered like glass when he was disturbed by a frantic and mumbling man who hid behind him. The only thought that crossed Raven's mind was 'Am. . . I a rock? He turned his head to see the man who seemed to be shaken badly from something.
"Erm. Nice. . . to meet you. . . too?" He stared at Mathew as if he grew four heads just now. Just who did this guy think he is?! The nerve! "Yeah, I can handle myself very well. Y'know. Reploid and all." He shook his head and looked to Db. He mouthed 'What the hell?' to him.
[color=[purple]"Beats me. But it looks like he has brought along some of his friends."[/color]
Raven heard Mathew ask if he could deal with these horrible people that were stalking him. Looking back to where the man came from, there they were. Those horrible people. "They only look like they want to befriend you! Of course, their way of doing so is by holding large weapons and shouting angrily at you." He smiled at Mathew. "Maybe they're Barbarians?"
"I swear, they touch me just once, lay one single finger on me. I'm going to rip them apart."
Raven asked Db out loud, yes Mathew can see Db. "As a Biometal? You can't do much in your state."
"Oh-ho-ho! That's why I have you."
"Eh, sounds good enough." He returned his attention to Mathew. "So what did you do? Tell them you were going to pay back their loan or something and failed to do so? Or did you steal something?" He's totally not moving, yet, for Mathew. Perhaps if one of them acted out aggressively he may attack the 'horrible people' for Mathew.
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Post by mathew on Mar 8, 2012 15:24:55 GMT -5
Mathew had no earthly idea the man he cowered behind was crazy. No. He couldn’t be! He was far better than the Mavericks currently tailing him! Hahaha, wow, Mathew you’re such a great judge of character and all! Yeah right. So there he was, completely oblivious to the fact that he had struck a nerve with this guy when he asked if he could handle himself.
“G-good because I can’t handle myself!” He was too modest. Pffft, if pigs could fly. Did his current position speak for itself? Yes it did! His faith was laid in the hands of Raven… of all people.
“They’re not my friends! Honest!” He squeaked out, his expression turning into one of sheer horror when Raven turned and said that to him. No. No no, no! “Noooo! They want to kill me because I accidently got them into a bit of trouble! They want to do more than yell angrily at me!” He flailed, the Mavericks getting closer, barely pausing to look over his friend.
‘E’s with you eh?!” One of them boomed, toting a plasma battle axe around like it was a trophy. “Well ‘en… it’s about time we get down ta business!” He spat out, Mathew’s eyes widening as there was no time to tell the story. Instead he grabbed Raven by the face, and turned his head to face the direction of the Barbarians again, shrieking out as he charged forward. Oh… and he ‘accidentally’ dropped one of those bombs…
Five… four… three… two… one—poof! Smoke filled the air, those hands leaving Raven’s face in moments as chaos ensued from the sudden smokey surprise. He had whispered for him to move and was trying to work his way back around to RC.
The other kept charging while the remainder of the group growled out in frustrated as the sound of an axe igniting, plasma swirling through the air and the sharp ‘thunk!’ as it came crashing down on whatever object it intended to slay.
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Post by raven on Mar 8, 2012 15:48:37 GMT -5
Indeed. This man was seriously messed up in the head. He was batty! He was crazy! and if he could break out into a rap song describing how batty he was, he would. But sadly, his Rper is a lazy bones and not very clever about rap. So he won't break out into a rap song. He won't burst into a fit of singing. But he will continue to stare at this stranger hiding behind him.
He and his biometal cracked up, laughing at the idea of getting to kill things! They thirst for the blood of their victims! He could sense this chance coming to him and it made him quiver with excitement. "Whatever you say." He stood up once more and looked around. "A bit of trouble? Oh my. They sound like an exciting batch of people. I cannot WAIT to meet them." A dark grin crept across his pale face. Oh this is going to be wonderful.
He was grabbed by the face, this sparked the aggression that was soon to emerge from deep within this man's mind. Even though it was Mathew who had dragged him out of the way, he still wanted to tare apart these punks that were causing mischief for Mathew and now, him. The smoke billowed from the bombs that were placed. And all he could do was stand there and laugh. Laugh with all of his might. Laugh because he seriously thought this was an amusing sight to see. He shook Mathew off, not wanting to flee. Running away was not in his plans.
"Play time is over. MEGA MERGE NOW!"
He cackled some more, showing his psychotic expression, the one eye peering through the gas. A creepier smile devoured his face. He was going to have some "fun." He held out his hand, biometal at hand, and with a sudden movement, a glowing bright light appeared around him.
He transformed into his megaman form. The helmet tightly bound to his head as his limbs have turned into a clear liquid-like substance. His armor was shining through the clouded light. HIs eyes looked right at the gas, seeing the plasma axe land on the ground, creating a massive amount of debris and dust to fly.
"WHY DON'T WE PLAY A LITTLE GAME? I CALL THIS GAME. . . SURVIVAL." He ignited his own pair of plasma blades, both protruding through the palm of his hands. He was going to go for it!
"Let's destroy them! Haha! They're nothing but a worthless waste of space and a pathetic excuse for lifeforms!" Cackled Db in Raven's ears. Oh was he egging him on.
"COME GET ME!! AAAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!" Raven laughed maniacally as he dashed right at them. He was going to fight! And there was no one that was going to stop him or Db. Aiming his steps, he headed right for a tree trunk. He hopped onto the trunk and dove off of it. As he soar through the air, his plasma blades were out and ready for him to strike.
When he got close enough to one of the troublemakers, he slashed out at them.
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Post by mathew on Mar 8, 2012 18:23:58 GMT -5
Mathew wouldn’t have understood why Raven was rapping a theme up for himself at a time like this, but he would have gotten the picture that he was indeed crazy! That should have already processed in his mind, and yet it did not. No, it was far from it as his current focus was on the group that was out to hurt him really, really, really, really badly… or was out to kill him! Eep! That seemed a whole lot worse than Raven at the moment!
“U-uhm uhm.. s-so shouldn’t we be making a run for it if—“ Oh… he heard the sound of laughter ringing out from what he thought from nowhere… until... it FINALLY dawned on him. Raven was a user of Biometal, and they were quite excited about what was coming their way. Purple eyes widened in surprise at their words and before he could so much as make an ‘eep’, they were onto them. He only had time to turn his head and pull him out of the way before Raven shook him off, stumbling back as he felt his heart strumming in his chest once more. Fear gripped him like a vice all over again and when he mega merged…?
“A..a.a.a.a….ayyyaaaaa!” He whined out, the smoke being used for a cover for him and not his new found ‘friend’ that just stood there and took on the world with just a stare. He.was.insane!! No, Mathew, you were just a coward.
//M’right ‘ere! I’d appreciate it if’n’ye don’t call me that n’more, hey? \\ RC called out to him, his hands groping for the Biometal he could hear but not see.
“Where is here—oh!” He snagged something! His eyes lit up in sheer happiness, only to realize seconds later that the texture he grasped in his hands was not that of a biometal. It was… a coat sleeve—he looked down, a surprised ‘heeeee?!’ escaping his lips as he saw the devious features of a man missing one eye. “You’re not my biometal!!” He yelped out, barely having time to duck out of the way as a sword was swung at him. He felt the plasma whisk by his ear and shivered at the thought that it had been aimed at his throat.
Tripping over his feet he fell onto the ground, crawled a few paces and tried to scramble up again when he ran into the third and final member. A pudgy little man, he had fallen behind the group running up the hill and merely snickered at his pathetic condition.
“No one ter save ye now, lad!” He cackled, right before Model RC slammed right into his face.
//You’ll be stayin away from ‘im you will!\\ She snapped swinging forward to do it again so the little fat man couldn’t cut Mathew.
In the meantime the leader of the group was snickering at the one who just biomerged.
“You jus’made our jobs easier!” He laughed with him, charging him head long as he listened and came to get him! He swung his axe around, trying to bring the back of it along Raven’s face. of course Raven was moving, launching himself off that tree branch to come right at him. He was already swinging out at him, the other trouble makers currently after Mathew through all the billowing smoke.
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Post by raven on Mar 9, 2012 11:54:57 GMT -5
Raven was too busy to know what Mathew was doing and where he was going. However, he would probably find the troubled man later on. He cackled some more, like a broken record. Nothing was bothering him in the least. He just wanted to kill something. Anything. Db had completely taken over Raven's mind, and was in complete control over his body and actions. Not that Raven minded, because he was focused on doing similar tasks. The leader was talking to Raven now. He made his job easier? "OH REALLY?" Raven shouted as he showed off his psychotic grin. A big smile that seemed to be taking up his entire bottom of his face. (Kinda like this smile Le click! ) He wasn't bothered in the slightest. As the matter of fact, he's more than delighted to see that someone was wanting to mess with him. As he flew through the air, he went for it. The axe was swinging at his face. Raven already had old battle scars on his face, so if the blade made contact, it would have just added to the collection. And the blade did make a minor contact on his face. Slicing a part of his already scared face. But this didn't stop him. He had slashed out at the Leader, hoping that his blades would have made contact with him. "Wahahahahahahaaa!!!!!!!" Raven laughed in the Leader's face. "Come catch me if you will!" He cackled again as he continued to swing randomly and viciously at the Leader. He was determined to make him wounded. He wanted to see his blood right now. "You cannot control me." Db made Raven say, using him as a way to communicate to Leader. "No one is capable of controlling me. No one! I'm UNCONTROLLABLE!!" He cackled once more as another fury of slashes were brought out to the Leader. He's trying to get him to step into the water and trip into the lake, hopefully struggling against the current of the nearby waterfall. |
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