Carnatis Inviktus(Reserved)

[DwerBomb]

(It's not funny nor entertaining watching Vilsig be this OP this early into the rp. Or at any point, to be perfectly honest.)

(Am I really the only one except Battal who wanted this mess?)

(I suggest we end it here though, for the violent fight part. Get Alma and go away...)

[Silentdarkness1]

(Yes. Yes you are. I was expecting something mild to moderate, and instead the Debul here insisted on making the first major actual fight of this RP be some brutal last-stand struggle for everyone involved.)

[DwerBomb]

(I didn't want Alma to die though...)

[Battal]

(Chill.  I wasn't actually going to kill any of your characters, and I was already planning on Vilsig leaving after collecting Alma.  You just made it way tougher than it had to be by throwing her all over the place.

[Blewcheese]

(I didn't want Alma to die though...)

(And I want Entropy to carry the team on his back with a super overpowered rocket launcher. Thing is, we don't get it unless we're the GM. To be honest, I think that all those rps where you needed permission to kill off an OC spoiled some people (myself included). Your actions have consequences. If Alma didn't switch sides, maybe she would've lived. Maybe she wouldn't have. It's hard to foresee these things, but they happen. Or else there's no excitement, is there? What if we all knew others needed permission to kill us off, so we knew our characters wouldn't die. They could just laugh in the face of danger for as long as they want. (Sorry about that, Battal. I get it now though.) Point is, you don't often get what you want unless your characters make the right choices. 

 

90% of that didn't even apply to you, Dwer, but I sorta just felt like ranting about that. Sorry.)

 

-Edit: I feel better after typing that.-

Edited September 11, 2014 by Blewcheese

[Silentdarkness1]

(...Then you should have said something.)

[DwerBomb]

(OK enough of this, please. That was just me saying stupid things. I wanted her to die, it's just that once it happened it's hard to deal with.

Now let's go back to the actual roleplay, please.)

[Battal]

(...Then you should have said something.)

 

(Alright, alright, I got it.  I guess I'm too used to having super OP villains.)

[Silentdarkness1]

(Chill.  I wasn't actually going to kill any of your characters, and I was already planning on Vilsig leaving after collecting Alma.  You just made it way tougher than it had to be by throwing her all over the place.

(Sure, and literally crushing Wilson's ribs and ripping his insides apart with fleshy tentacles isn't going to kill him. Now, sure, i'm not going to let him die if I can help it, because it so happens that he's crucial to the story. But by all logic, he ought to be pushing up daisies at this point. Having your ribs crushed, with shards of bone shoving into your internal organs makes hard living. If at all.

 

There's nothing wrong with stating clearly your intentions to me or another roleplayer. Because it's not going to be clear 100% of the time, Battal. It really wasn't to me.

 

I'm going to start the end of this encounter now. Somehow, either you, or Dwer, or a combination of other things have me all soured out on combat for this rp now.

 

EDIT: 

 

(Alright, alright, I got it.  I guess I'm too used to having super OP villains.)

 

Well actually, that was aimed at Dwerbomb, not you, but the same goes for you.

)

 

The shadow magic from Wilson's hands destroyed the tentacle, and he hit the ground. He wasn't getting back up, but a slight shudder suggested he was still alive.

 

"VILSIG! GET BACK HERE, NOW!"

 

Rustlung's voice was full of authoritative fury.

Edited September 11, 2014 by Silentdarkness1

[Battal]

Without a word, Vilsig grabs Alma's corpse and evaporates, reappearing in his humanoid form in the darkness behind Rustlung.

[DwerBomb]

()

[Blewcheese]

Entropy appears before Wilson, watching Rustlung carefully and wordlessly.

[Silentdarkness1]

"....Alright, i'm very impressed....you managed to make a relatively simple matter a long, bloody struggle. No thanks to Vilsig's shenanigans, i'm sure. Well, Entropy, I guess I am addressing you and Erised, since you are the only people still able or mentally fit. I can see you intend to make things very difficult for everyone involved."

[Blewcheese]

"I suppose so. Unless, of course, there's a chance you'll allow us to find William without attempting to kill us."

[Battal]

(-,- I can't go from having my villains be gods to having them be minions.  Cut me some slack.)

[Silentdarkness1]

(Well, Vilsig could have said no, couldn't he? I am cutting you some slack. Ya know, there's gonna be other encounters. You could have things at least be an equal fight instead of just trying to straight-up own everyone.)

 

"Now, you know that isn't happening, Entropy. It's too bad, really. I was going to give you the chance to be preserved above the rest of your kind. But, I see you've too much pride, too much gumption to take the sensible way out. So i'll just settle for killing you instead. It's a real shame. Vilsig did do a good job, though...fool will likely bleed out from the inside. I brought you a new playmate or four, Entropy. I do hope you'll play nice."

 

Rustlung took the orb he was holding and smashed it on the ground. The shards turned into 4 crystal orbs, which suddenly grew metallic, spindly, spider-like legs. They stood up stiff, and started emitting infared beams, scanning the area. They locked on Entropy, and they emitted a loud, xlaxxon-siren-like noise.

 

"Come along, Vilsig. You have some wounds to lick."

 

Rustlung and Vilsig disappeared in a dark fog, along with Alma's corpse.

[Battal]

(Yeah, well, that's my problem; my villains usually do straight-up own everyone until the final encounter.  I'll do my best to adjust.)

[Silentdarkness1]

(I'll admit, when I first started roleplaying, I made that mistake with Rusty here. That got corrected eventually tho once I made the other person pissed off enough.)

[DwerBomb]

(Wait, what has happened to Wilson?)

[Blewcheese]

Entropy frowned at his new 'playmates', darting towards one and swinging his blade-arm at it.

[Silentdarkness1]

@DwerBomb )

The shadow magic from Wilson's hands destroyed the tentacle, and he hit the ground. He wasn't getting back up, but a slight shudder suggested he was still alive.

 

[Silentdarkness1]

One of the Conduits lept back, scraped it's legs on the ground in a threatening manner, jumped up in the air and tried to headbutt Entropy with it's hard crystal body. The others circled Entropy. 

 

( Music time: 

)

[Blewcheese]

"He plans to threaten me with these things?" Relatively unimpressed with the four, buglike bots that circled and attacked at him, Entropy brought up a shadow hand to swat the headbutting Conduit, while shadowy spears erupted from the ground beneath the other three.

[DwerBomb]

"Marcy..."

...

"Marcy..."

...

"Marcy, can you hear me?..."

...

"Marcy, answer me..."

...

"MARCY!"

 

A voice echoed in the girl's mind.

She opened her eyes.

 

"...Corey?"

 

The enviroment looked strange.

Sharp, metallic trees were surrounding her, standing on a red and black chess ground.

<I am in the dream world...>

 

"Marcy...it has been a while..."

Behind her, a young boy around 11 years old was stading still, watching the girl with watery eyes.

"I miss you..."

 

"Corey!"
The girl run for him, trying to hug him. But she touched nothing except of thin air.

"Marcy, I won't be here for much longer...it hurts...you..."

The image of the boy disappeared for a few seconds, to reappear shortly after.

"...are too far away from me..."

"I know, brother..."
She says in tears.

"I will come back as soon as possible...I promise...But now I have to wake up...My friends here are in need of help...And for how little help I can give them I still want to try them."

 

"You have always been so kind..."

 

"Goodbye, sis'. I'll be waiting for you."

That said the figure disappeared.

 

 

...

Marcy woke up.

"Wil...son?"

[Battal]

Ignore, I massively screwed up.

Edited September 11, 2014 by Lord_Battal