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The Nightmare Years:

 176 tricksterson, Sat, 22nd Sep '12 2:24:29 PM from Behind you with an icepick Get RP Mod Relationship Status: I made a point to burn all of the photographs
Never Trust
"Fine then, " Larry said irritably, "You take her legs and we'll run her into the cave."
If it's an authority figure and it's breathing it's guilty
 177 Nman, Sat, 22nd Sep '12 2:25:43 PM from USA Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Walrusmaster
"Okay, " said Cosmo simply, following along. When they got to the rock, he unceremonious plopped her on top of it.

edited 22nd Sep '12 2:51:17 PM by nman

Occam's Tweezers: The simplest solution is the best way to lose your job security.
 178 daltar, Sat, 22nd Sep '12 7:00:09 PM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
Even as weak as she was, Jane managed to let out a light groan as she was aid down on top of the rock her side and leg throbbing painfully.

edited 22nd Sep '12 7:01:23 PM by daltar

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
Sad.... :(
Adam shook his head. The battle burned him away and he kind of spaced out. When he payed attention to surroundings, several of the good people around them were carrying Jane away to...Wait a minute what the hell? She was wounded, so why did they carry her around like a sack of potatoes instead of giving her first aid? They did know how to properly perform first aid, right?

Well, apparently not. Adam followed them to the cave only to wince when he saw how they threw her onto that stone. What the hell were they doing? Didn't they realize that she is wounded? He guessed it was possible that the stone could help her but.... He looked around for something that could be used as bandages, just to be sure.

edited 26th Sep '12 4:35:45 PM by Drakovicz

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 180 Flanker 66, Wed, 26th Sep '12 3:53:10 PM from 30,000 feet and climbing Get RP Mod Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
PAX BRITANNIA
"Be careful!" snapped Jerome as Cosmo dumped the girl. Whatever had happened to being gentle with a casualty? " Kids these days... " he murmured darkly as he came to the girl's side, trying to make sure that her injuries hadn't been aggravated by Cosmo's (perhaps unintentional) carelessness.
Locking you up on radar since '09

What a waste of hope,

What a shame it has to die.
 181 Firock Finion, Wed, 26th Sep '12 4:11:35 PM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Darrel

Having stayed outside the cave Darrel was unaware of the less-than-gentle handling of their injured person. He decided to be keeping lookout instead, still watching the forest intently for any movement. "Was everyone else brought here by strange dreams?" Darrel thought aloud as he kept watch.

He was also starting to become aware of his change of clothing, and just how different and weird the outfit felt compared to the flight suit he was used to. It didn't really feel uncomfortable though, which in itself was also kind of strange.
 182 Parable, Sat, 29th Sep '12 10:44:48 PM from California Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Many Faces
Jane, at last, was finally Knighted. Some people will slap an unconscious person to wake them. Landing on the rock and being taken to the other place was more like being woken by being hit with a semi truck. From both directions. What could not have lasted more then seven seconds felt like a week.

"Jane Eristalter, Knight of Space and Spear."

The pain subsided. Jane would become aware that her injuries were gone and her clothes had changed. A long spear was in her hand.

Unlike the others, Jane was not transported back to the cave. In fact, shortly after she was taken, the stone glowed more brightly then before. The light engulfed everyone in the cave, blinding them before they could move. Once they could see again, they were back in the place of light. Anyone who had injuries was healed. No pain existed. Nothing existed here. Nothing naturally anyway. For once, they were not alone. Looking around, the Knights could see each other nearby. The entire group was here.

There was one more person. Facing the Knights was a woman. A pale woman with reddish brown hair going down to her shoulders. She wore a simple white dress without sleeves. Looking down, one could see she was barefoot. Looking up one could also see she was not exactly looking at the Knights since her eyes were closed. Nevertheless, she turned her head one way then the other, "staring" for lack of a better word, at each individual.

"Greetings, Knights of the Four Worlds. I am called Irma. It is a pleasure to finally see you all."

Everyone could recognize her voice. It was the same one that had been in their heads. The one that had guided them here in the first place.

edited 30th Sep '12 3:04:09 PM by Parable

You give me joy, You give me hope, You give me love that doesn't change
 183 Nman, Sat, 29th Sep '12 11:04:20 PM from USA Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Walrusmaster
"Oh, uh..." Cosmo said to the new woman. "Pleasure to meet you too... Irma? Thanks... for making me not die? And I guess these things are cool too." He motioned towards his targes and armor.
Occam's Tweezers: The simplest solution is the best way to lose your job security.
 184 tricksterson, Sun, 30th Sep '12 5:04:47 AM from Behind you with an icepick Get RP Mod Relationship Status: I made a point to burn all of the photographs
Never Trust
"Irma?" Larry muttered She's some sort of goddess and they slapped her with a name like Irma?
If it's an authority figure and it's breathing it's guilty
Xavier looked round at the other knights and at Irma. "Greetings."

 186 daltar, Sun, 30th Sep '12 2:54:38 PM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
And so, Jane was remade in her pain. However, the pain was different than the one she was before... not the numb feeling spreading through her body, robbing her of all strength, robbing her of life.

No, this new pain was one full of power and energy. It remade her into something greater, burning away her weakness and her wounds... finally leaving her whole as a new being.

She is now wearing silver colored pieces of armor, light and form fitting for the greatest ease of movement. Underneath that, she is wearing a dark blue tunic and long leather boots reinforced with metal. Her hair is then tied up in a high ponytail and all blood and dirt from the battle vanishes from her form.

Then she saw the Lady... the one that spoke in her dreams. She was the source of this magic, the one to restore her body and save her from the grip of dead.

It was maybe a silly way to act... but Jane went down to one knee before this woman. All the tales of chivalry she read on while growing up coming to her mind now "It is my pleasure to meet you, Lady Irma. it was you... who called to us. Who promised a way to fight against the horror that grips our worlds, were you not?"

edited 30th Sep '12 2:57:37 PM by daltar

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
Up on Melancholy Hill.
That voice...so familiar. It was...he turned his attention to the woman as well, but remained silent.
 188 Firock Finion, Sun, 30th Sep '12 5:21:46 PM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
A bright light came from the cave. Darrel turned to see what was going on and got blinded temporarily. When he could see again, he was not out in front of the cave, but instead in that strange place, along with all the others who had been there helping to fight the Nightmares.

For a moment, Darrel went on the alert again, bow string pulled back as he quickly looked around and behind him for anything appearing to be hostile. It didn't seem like there was though, so he relaxed and finally put his weapon away... Slowly.

Darrel looked over at the woman, Irma as she had introduced herself. There were somewhere between a few dozen to a few hundred questions to ask her, but the question Darrel wanted to ask most could depend on what her answer to the lady in the silver armor was first. Speaking of whom, Darrel realized after a moment looking that she was the military-looking woman who had been injured from before. Guess they were right about that rock healing her up Darrel thought, looking back to Irma.
Sad.... :(
"Well..the plot thickens as they say in those cheap novels."

Adam murmured to himself as his surrounding changed and a female named...Irma? appeared before them. He also dint miss that her voice was the same as the voice that goaded him in his dreams, visions and day-dreams. He coughed and addressed her, like pretty much everyone else in their little group, but he was a bit more sour than most of them. He was thankful, sure, but still the obviously supernatural events and not that obvious supernatural enemies left him a little more skeptical than most.

"Greetings to you too. I think you owe us quite a bit of explaining, right?"

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 190 Flanker 66, Tue, 2nd Oct '12 1:20:17 PM from 30,000 feet and climbing Get RP Mod Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
PAX BRITANNIA
Jerome blinked hard as his eyes readjusted to his supernatural surroundings. The woman - Irma - introduced herself to the whole group. He agreed with the assessment of some of his comrades; she was a likely candidate for their "benefactor", even if only because she managed to somehow bring them here. Giving her a nod, he said, "Greetings. I have just one question: why us?"

In some ways he meant why him; he was, after all, the oldest member of the group by a fair margin, and was well past his prime physically. He didn't particularly rate his wisdom too highly, either. What was it about an old hermit living in the hills of Seralon that had garnered her attention? The question gnawed away at him, though outwardly he appeared as calm as ever.
Locking you up on radar since '09

What a waste of hope,

What a shame it has to die.
 191 Parable, Fri, 5th Oct '12 4:48:47 PM from California Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Many Faces
Irma bowed her head in Cosmo's direction. "You are welcome. Though perhaps you should not thank me. These gifts we're not really mine to give, I was merely borrowing power from another."

Jane's sudden act of chivalry seemed to surprise Irma. She took an uncertain step back, her head facing down at the kneeling Jane. Bending down herself, Irma lightly put her hand on the Knight's shoulder.

"Please, rise. There is no need for such ceremony."

Adam's question got her attention. "Yes, I suppose I do."

She rose from her place in front of Jane and faced her again. "For starters; Yes, it was I who called you here. And I do have a way to save your homes."

Then her head went in the direction of the old man.

"And to answer your question, Sir Jerome, I called every living person in your solar system. For some reason you were the ones who were most receptive. Many were called, few were chosen."
You give me joy, You give me hope, You give me love that doesn't change
 192 tricksterson, Fri, 5th Oct '12 6:52:45 PM from Behind you with an icepick Get RP Mod Relationship Status: I made a point to burn all of the photographs
Never Trust
"That's us, " Larry said. "The few, the proud, the butfucked"
If it's an authority figure and it's breathing it's guilty
 193 Nman, Fri, 5th Oct '12 8:01:08 PM from USA Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Walrusmaster
"So you..." Cosmo said, looking around, and putting a hand on one of his targes, "your plan... do you need me to hold an I-beam steady for you or something? I don't really know much else, or about these fancy shields. Do you expect me to just go around... smashing... stuff?"
Occam's Tweezers: The simplest solution is the best way to lose your job security.
 194 Firock Finion, Sat, 6th Oct '12 12:08:59 AM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Darrel's question got asked by the old man, which removed the need for him to speak up. Irma's answer though was quite... Interesting.

The tall guy with dual shields spoke up, more or less asking about what they were expected to do with their sets of skills. "Something tells me that what we were given doesn't have much to do with what we were good at before" Darrel spoke up honestly, before glancing down at the bow he had acquired from the stone, "I mean, I can't help but notice that I was given a stick with a piece of string attached to it instead of a star fighter."

He sighed and shook his head, then looked back up at Irma. "I've also got this sneaking suspicion that your 'way to save our homes' is less like you doing it, and more like us doing it, with these" Darrel said, motioning at the various weapons they had all received. He crossed his arms, and thought it over for a few moments. "Well, at least you gave us a way to fight them, even if it is a bit... Archaic. For that you've got my thanks" he added, not really with any sarcasm, but clearly a sense of 'how the heck are we going to do that with these things?' written all over his grim expression.
 195 daltar, Sat, 6th Oct '12 5:07:25 PM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
As asked, Jane rose to her feet, not letting her embarrassment at her unnecessary show of chivalry to show on her expression.

"Would you please then, tell us what is the way to save our people?"
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
 196 Parable, Tue, 9th Oct '12 2:12:13 PM from California Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Many Faces
"Sir Darrel is correct." Irma said in reply to all three, though she was only facing Jane at the moment. "My role in saving your homes is largely done. The true task is in your hands now."

"Now hear me. You must..." The woman's words died out. She looked down at her feet, which were fidgeting uncomfortably. An internal struggle was taking place inside of her between what she should say, and what she shouldn't. Finally, she shook her head.

"Perhaps I should explain everything from the beginning."

Irma raised her right arm above her head. A black rip in the white emptiness appeared above her fingertips. Expanding in all directions until it formed an ovular black blotch, it wriggled and moved about restlessly. Thick tendrils sprouted from all direction, and more tendrils sprouted from them. It was as large as a bus.

Then it was as large as the sun.

Leartes screamed in fear, tripping backwards and falling on nothing since there was no ground for him to fall on.

It was like the upper half of the void had suddenly gone dark. The thing was enormous. Unfathomably large for the humans who were so close to it. A deep hum radiated from its very existence. Even the smallest tendrils were the width of skyscrapers.

"This is the source of your Nightmares." Irma said. "This is Necraforce."

You give me joy, You give me hope, You give me love that doesn't change
 197 Nman, Tue, 9th Oct '12 6:42:50 PM from USA Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Walrusmaster
"Okay." Cosmo said. "That's some cool magic you got there and everything, but what about it? How are we supposed to go beat the shit outta something that big?"
Occam's Tweezers: The simplest solution is the best way to lose your job security.
 198 tricksterson, Tue, 9th Oct '12 7:16:48 PM from Behind you with an icepick Get RP Mod Relationship Status: I made a point to burn all of the photographs
Never Trust
"Took the words right out of my mouth, " said Larry. "I mean I'm nothing special and no offense but none of the rest of you look much better."

edited 10th Oct '12 6:20:32 AM by tricksterson

If it's an authority figure and it's breathing it's guilty
 199 daltar, Wed, 10th Oct '12 12:53:18 AM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
"Look at the big picture! I doubt I could drive this spear into such a monster... but this is greater discovery than our combined planets have managed in years! To know the origin of the horror that strikes at our planet is incredibly valuable" said Jane as she stared up at the conjured image.

"What is this Necraforce, Lady Irma? Where did it come from?" asked the last Knight to be remade, looking right at mysterious lady.
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
Sad.... :(
Irma began to explain things, so Adam kept quiet as his tried to analyze the information she gave to them. But even he was shaken by the sigh of that...thing. Necroforce. It was clear that it was not something that could be destroyed by regular means. But there was also something else. It was the source of Nightmares, true, but Nightmares were not only, or even the greatest foe they faced on the way there. Besides, his companions were already asking about Necroforce, so instead of wasting her time with another of those questions, he switched subjects to something that worried him almost as much.

"We met three...beings on our way here. A winged woman, a robo dog and a cyber-samurai. They were obviously trying to prevent us getting there. How are they connected to...that thing?"

edited 10th Oct '12 2:26:48 PM by Drakovicz

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