(05-20-2016, 10:05 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-20-2016, 06:54 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: "Yes.  I came here because just picking some random spot and panicking everyone by telling them to leave and stay away would probably get me in trouble with the guards.  And I'm relatively new here to start with anyways.  Don't need to go getting myself a record already."

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//"when everything changes, nothing changes."  with little currently going on, anything even slightly interesting would be on the news.  Including the "man found blind after magick mishap, gets cured within a few hours." story following the attack story, then likely advertisements and back to the news on any "new developements".  I haven't watched the news much.  But I've read their schedules and studied how they tend to focus.  Especially in times of great inaction.  They're likely to search out Danu to try getting an interview.  Sound about right for reporters?

"Sure, I think we have an empty room somewhere in the building... Let me check to see where it is." The receptionist fiddles with her computer for a minute. "Ah, there it is. Just down the hall, third door on the left." She hands Zeurei some sort of pass.

(05-21-2016, 04:58 AM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 02:11 AM)achroma Wrote: *the avali leaves the cell and waves.*
"Hopeful I'll never see this cell again. Contact me if anything strange goes on."
"Slay him, he know too much."
*the urge to attack grows, the more the kineptic resists*

Shut it. I'm trained against this sort of thing, and it's not going to work. Now stuff a sock in it before I destroy valuable evidence.

(05-21-2016, 10:33 AM)achroma Wrote: *the avali heads back to the hospital, still trying to figure what happend*.
*I will snap your mind, and you will submit. I've driven plenty of people insane. Give me control, and you will have assured safety, oh friend of mine"

(05-21-2016, 08:43 AM)UnamusedAvali Wrote: A passive onlooker would not notice Thomas Miklós smiling, this would possibly be due to his constant, unnervingly alien grin, lack of clearly positioned eyes and a large portion of facial muscles present in humans as well as the fact his face was almost entirely obsured -save the eyes on the sides of his head- by a scarf and a toque. A passive onlooker however would notice Miklós' emaciated limbs, abnormal height and unnervingly pale and smooth skin present on his hands. A passive onlooker would probably avoid Thomas Miklós, however he remained pretty ignorant of his flaws and strutted up to the Guard Station, fiddling with a pen in hand. He took a deep breath through slitted nostrils and approached where he thought he'd find reception.

(05-21-2016, 02:32 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 10:33 AM)achroma Wrote: *the avali heads back to the hospital, still trying to figure what happend*.
*I will snap your mind, and you will submit. I've driven plenty of people insane. Give me control, and you will have assured safety, oh friend of mine"

The mysterious voice receives static. The connection's been completely lost.

// I, uh, had a thought... What mountains, exactly, are housing this thing? If it's the same one in that thing I typed yesterday, it might give an opportunity to mesh plots a tiny bit.

(05-21-2016, 08:43 AM)UnamusedAvali Wrote: A passive onlooker would not notice Thomas Miklós smiling, this would possibly be due to his constant, unnervingly alien grin, lack of clearly positioned eyes and a large portion of facial muscles present in humans as well as the fact his face was almost entirely obsured -save the eyes on the sides of his head- by a scarf and a toque. A passive onlooker however would notice Miklós' emaciated limbs, abnormal height and unnervingly pale and smooth skin present on his hands. A passive onlooker would probably avoid Thomas Miklós, however he remained pretty ignorant of his flaws and strutted up to the Guard Station, fiddling with a pen in hand. He took a deep breath through slitted nostrils and approached where he thought he'd find reception.

The receptionist takes one look and immediately wonders what Tom is.
"Hello... Sir?... How can I help?"

(05-21-2016, 03:41 PM)UnamusedAvali Wrote: Miklós removes his scarf showing an almost nightmarish mouth and what looks to be a permanent grin. He speaks rather happily, with a voice that can only be described as pleasant to listen to.
"I was enquiring on joining the guards. Is there any way I can apply?"

(05-21-2016, 03:54 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *a robed figure covered head to toe in crimson cloth, similar to Rahizel, patrols the streets near some of the guards. It has a severe limp and its right leg drags on the ground leaving a trail of sparks. It's the size of a taller avali but there doesn't "seem" to be anything but metal. It's constantly cackling under its breath and occasionally coughing as if holds it's right elbow with the left hand. The display is quite unsettling to say the least*

(05-21-2016, 04:22 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 03:41 PM)UnamusedAvali Wrote: Miklós removes his scarf showing an almost nightmarish mouth and what looks to be a permanent grin. He speaks rather happily, with a voice that can only be described as pleasant to listen to.
"I was enquiring on joining the guards. Is there any way I can apply?"

"Yes, you need to fill out a form and apply for an interview..." The receptionist seems somewhat disturbed and oddly curious at the same time.

(05-21-2016, 03:54 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *a robed figure covered head to toe in crimson cloth, similar to Rahizel, patrols the streets near some of the guards. It has a severe limp and its right leg drags on the ground leaving a trail of sparks. It's the size of a taller avali but there doesn't "seem" to be anything but metal. It's constantly cackling under its breath and occasionally coughing as if holds it's right elbow with the left hand. The display is quite unsettling to say the least*

One Guard approaches the figure. "Ehm... You all right, there?"

(05-21-2016, 04:27 PM)Rahizel Wrote: nyeheheheh..  hahahah...
*a bit of blood drips from the hood as it limps, a set of razor sharp metal claws can be seen wiping it off. It seems to not even notice*



Ah, my quarry...
*is watching from far behind, and after the guard speaks it walks forward, a shimmering mist starts to form right as it draws a rather large aerotech broadsword, but simply disappears in the mist and nothing can be seen or heard*

(05-21-2016, 04:52 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 04:27 PM)Rahizel Wrote: nyeheheheh.. hahahah...
*a bit of blood drips from the hood as it limps, a set of razor sharp metal claws can be seen wiping it off. It seems to not even notice*



Ah, my quarry...
*is watching from far behind, and after the guard speaks it walks forward, a shimmering mist starts to form right as it draws a rather large aerotech broadsword, but simply disappears in the mist and nothing can be seen or heard*

"What-" The Guards ready their shields and defensive gear. One radios in for backup.

Not long afterwards, back at Umbra's house, State's eyes briefly flare in color as he takes off towards the scene.

(05-21-2016, 05:00 PM)Rahizel Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 04:52 PM)Umbra Wrote: "What-" The Guards ready their shields and defensive gear. One radios in for backup.

Not long afterwards, back at Umbra's house, State's eyes briefly flare in color as he takes off towards the scene.

*cackles demonically as he holds his claws out and tremendous amounts of electricity arcs between them. Then he simply taps a guard and sends it on the floor like it got tazed*

NYAAAAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAHA!!
*the hood comes loose and reveals the figure is covered in heavy plating, for eyes theres just a dozen of small dots evenly spaced but an almost skeletal jaw is visible, constantly cackling as he casually walks to the next guard, speaking some unknown language or possibly gibberish*
NARGLE FRAGGLE SIM DUM RAAAAH
*trails off into insane jibbering*

*a pair of disembodied eyes watches, looking increasingly angered*

(05-21-2016, 05:00 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *cackles demonically as he holds his claws out and tremendous amounts of electricity arcs between them. Then he simply taps a guard and sends it on the floor like it got tazed*

NYAAAAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAHA!!
*the hood comes loose and reveals the figure is covered in heavy plating, for eyes theres just a dozen of small dots evenly spaced but an almost skeletal jaw is visible, constantly cackling as he casually walks to the next guard, speaking some unknown language or possibly gibberish*
NARGLE FRAGGLE SIM DUM RAAAAH
*trails off into insane jibbering*

*a pair of disembodied eyes watches, looking increasingly angered*

(05-21-2016, 06:35 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 05:00 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *cackles demonically as he holds his claws out and tremendous amounts of electricity arcs between them. Then he simply taps a guard and sends it on the floor like it got tazed*

NYAAAAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAHA!!
*the hood comes loose and reveals the figure is covered in heavy plating, for eyes theres just a dozen of small dots evenly spaced but an almost skeletal jaw is visible, constantly cackling as he casually walks to the next guard, speaking some unknown language or possibly gibberish*
NARGLE FRAGGLE SIM DUM RAAAAH
*trails off into insane jibbering*

*a pair of disembodied eyes watches, looking increasingly angered*

The other Guard raises his shield in a defensive position.
State arrives on the scene and arms the submachine gun holstered on his right thigh, bringing up a larger shield than normal on his left arm. The gun hums with some sort of energy, emitting an orange glow in some parts of the casing seams.
"If you want a fight, freak, then focus on me instead." His crosshair eye glows a bit brighter than usual.

(05-21-2016, 02:32 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 10:33 AM)achroma Wrote: *the avali heads back to the hospital, still trying to figure what happend*.
*I will snap your mind, and you will submit. I've driven plenty of people insane. Give me control, and you will have assured safety, oh friend of mine"

The mysterious voice receives static. The connection's been completely lost.

// I, uh, had a thought... What mountains, exactly, are housing this thing? If it's the same one in that thing I typed yesterday, it might give an opportunity to mesh plots a tiny bit.

(05-21-2016, 08:43 AM)UnamusedAvali Wrote: A passive onlooker would not notice Thomas Miklós smiling, this would possibly be due to his constant, unnervingly alien grin, lack of clearly positioned eyes and a large portion of facial muscles present in humans as well as the fact his face was almost entirely obsured -save the eyes on the sides of his head- by a scarf and a toque. A passive onlooker however would notice Miklós' emaciated limbs, abnormal height and unnervingly pale and smooth skin present on his hands. A passive onlooker would probably avoid Thomas Miklós, however he remained pretty ignorant of his flaws and strutted up to the Guard Station, fiddling with a pen in hand. He took a deep breath through slitted nostrils and approached where he thought he'd find reception.

The receptionist takes one look and immediately wonders what Tom is.
"Hello... Sir?... How can I help?"

(05-21-2016, 07:04 PM)Rahizel Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 06:35 PM)Umbra Wrote: The other Guard raises his shield in a defensive position.
State arrives on the scene and arms the submachine gun holstered on his right thigh, bringing up a larger shield than normal on his left arm. The gun hums with some sort of energy, emitting an orange glow in some parts of the casing seams.
"If you want a fight, freak, then focus on me instead." His crosshair eye glows a bit brighter than usual.

AAAAAAAHAAHAAHAHAHAAA!

*the metal maniac charges with a pistol in one hand and sword in the other, but a faint blur gets in the way and clotheslines him*

*mutters to himself as he appears from a suddenly materializing shimmering fog, like he's surrounded by a tiny electrical storm* time for that long as can be spiel.
*puts a foot on the maniac's chest and clears it's throat, reluctantly speaking a long speech of bureaucratic garbage*
TALOS core and host, designation D94C00. The grey labs of the first research fleet has sent me because you are... one thousand two hundred and seventy two days late to report in for dssynchronization. I am authorized to use dea-
*fires a single shot into the dark hood, cackling*
*pauses as the bullet impacts loudly and comes out the other end of the hood*

Deadly f-f-forceeee...

(05-21-2016, 07:22 PM)achroma Wrote: //it indeed is
*the vertibra begins to crack and hiss, letting out a vapor of spinal fluid*

(05-21-2016, 07:04 PM)Rahizel Wrote: AAAAAAAHAAHAAHAHAHAAA!

*the metal maniac charges with a pistol in one hand and sword in the other, but a faint blur gets in the way and clotheslines him*

*mutters to himself as he appears from a suddenly materializing shimmering fog, like he's surrounded by a tiny electrical storm* time for that long as can be spiel.
*puts a foot on the maniac's chest and clears it's throat, reluctantly speaking a long speech of bureaucratic garbage*
TALOS core and host, designation D94C00. The grey labs of the first research fleet has sent me because you are... one thousand two hundred and seventy two days late to report in for dssynchronization. I am authorized to use dea-
*fires a single shot into the dark hood, cackling*
*pauses as the bullet impacts loudly and comes out the other end of the hood*

Deadly f-f-forceeee...

(05-21-2016, 08:28 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(05-21-2016, 07:04 PM)Rahizel Wrote: AAAAAAAHAAHAAHAHAHAAA!

*the metal maniac charges with a pistol in one hand and sword in the other, but a faint blur gets in the way and clotheslines him*

*mutters to himself as he appears from a suddenly materializing shimmering fog, like he's surrounded by a tiny electrical storm* time for that long as can be spiel.
*puts a foot on the maniac's chest and clears it's throat, reluctantly speaking a long speech of bureaucratic garbage*
TALOS core and host, designation D94C00. The grey labs of the first research fleet has sent me because you are... one thousand two hundred and seventy two days late to report in for dssynchronization. I am authorized to use dea-
*fires a single shot into the dark hood, cackling*
*pauses as the bullet impacts loudly and comes out the other end of the hood*

Deadly f-f-forceeee...

"Desynchronization, is it? Allow me to finish the job."
State opens fire on 'D94C00' with unnatural accuracy, aerogel bullets bombarding its shell.