-Siegfried spins down the office halls while singing beautifully-
Sieg: "Laaaaa! La La LAAAAAAAAA!"
Something something Arena.Victor resolved to destroy the end of this madness.
"Noise pollution!" He declared, and he strut towards the place that caused the hubbub.
Once he found Siegfried, he raised his mop and swung it towards him-
edited 4th Mar '15 3:09:36 PM by Victor_Skye
"In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war."The mop hits, but Siegfried spins his fist into Victor
Sieg: "LAAAAA!!!"
Something something Arena.Wolfen returns and uses Victors head to smash off the usual soot before handing Kuzuhara a sausage, lengthwise half covered in soot (the other half is open) and carrying on
- Unconscious*
- stays behind everyone else and just kind of influences them to do things with propaganda and mind control*
Eldren walks towards the hallway, looking around with a curious air.
"What is this place?"
He gazes at a man wearing some sort of uniform and a monstrous animal-like creature.
edited 4th Mar '15 7:41:34 PM by SymeSynth
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.Engie: "Welcome to the Office. Nobody is really sure what it is, where it is, or who owns the lot, but there's no sanity, no exits, and no quiet. Make yourself at home, find a cubicle, and make sure you have some good weaponry."
The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.Siegfried begins singing beautifully over the intercom.
"LA LA LAAAAAA!"
Something something Arena.Eldren immediately clasps his ears, muttering something. Then, with a sudden flash after he finishes muttering, he stops, and stands upright.
"I believe I will handle where my cubicle should be later."
He looks at the weird masked man.
"I am Eldren, one of the Summoners from the Kingdom. Should I know who you are?"
edited 4th Mar '15 7:59:06 PM by SymeSynth
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.Winter Soldier: -slits the Illuminati guy's throat with his knife, then takes a taser to Victor's crotch before drawing his pistol and shooting Siegfried in the head to stop his singing-
edited 4th Mar '15 8:00:51 PM by IchigoMontoya
Fubuki: -Witnesses the carnage-
-Shrugs and continues typing-
Lovepilled and HopemaxxingEngie: "Ugh... Why is it always that someone in here has to start trying to kill everyone else at least once an hour?"
edited 4th Mar '15 8:21:35 PM by engie
The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.Eldren looks at the attacker.
"Why are you killing everyone?"
At the same time, he casts a shielding spell.
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.-Siegfried gets up and holds up a contract-
"I AM DOING MY JOOOOOOB SOLDIER!"
-the contract reads "Musician for Office"-
Something something Arena.Winter Soldier: -looks at Seigfried's contract- Everything seems to be in order. -turns to the elf- I was dealing with the nuisances, just like the boss told me to.
"I see."
He glances at the strange man with annoyance.
"You can keep singing, but you should turn down all that music. It can be annoying."
edited 4th Mar '15 9:56:55 PM by SymeSynth
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.He shouts "PIANISSIMO!" and he starts singing softly.
"la la la la laaaaaaa..."
Something something Arena.Beaten, dazed, and assaulted on the groin, Victor takes quite some time to recover in the triage. He drinks some whiskey to null the pain. The agony that he experiences on his crotch is so extreme that he is thrashing about his bed once every minute. Some of the passerbys thought that he was doing intense ejaculations, others thought he was preparing for a transgender operation, others... correctly deduced that he had suffered an anguishing attack on his crotch.
There were other injuries that had to be tended to, Siegfried's fist had nearly shattered Victor's cranium, he was just lucky that whatever that was left of his reasoning was intact. Not to mention what the Wolf did to him after Victor was bleeding gallons of blood. It was a goddamned miracle that Victor is still alive.
Beside him lay a space shotgun, a lightsaber and a dozen more bottles of 20th Millennium Whiskey. Right on top of him lay a fancily decorated chandelier, and at Victor's request was painted red, white and blue. He looks out the window, wondering what it was like to be normal again. Thousands of years of war and nationalism had made him forget what it was like to be human, to live day after day with little worry. Instead, these millenniums of chauvinism seemed to have instilled in him the unhealthy desire to constantly wave American flags for days on end, wage war on anti-Americans, and practically surround his life with anything relatively American.
The shock of pain might have been excrutiating, but it was worth it. His mind seemed to look past the centuries of patriotism, flag-waving, and lunacy that eclipsed most of his life. He recalled the high times he used to read alone in the library, in the days before he became a holy techno warrior for the Republic. In the days where he had been idealistic but not insane.
Victor remembers something, and he rummages through his bag knowing that there is something of great intrinsic value in it. And there he picks up a book entitled,
THE UNITED STATES AND BRITAIN IN PROPHECY
It is written by Herbert W. Armstrong, and it is one of the many motivating factors that caused him to take up the role as an endlessly crazed patriot for the rest of the cycle of eternity. The book is light in his hands, and he flips through the pages. For a while he smells the familiar old scent of the ancient book.
Hours pass, the sun falls and the moon takes its place. Victor is finished reading, he tosses it aside and says the next few words that make on his impression on the book,
"Not American enough..."
He recalled of the times where he joined the American Knights brigade in the Legendary Unification Wars back when America had not yet annexed the rest of Earth, but that's another story to be told...
"In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war."Roll call: Infer Din: Lunchlady/dude; Kuzuhara&Winter Soldier: Security; Beelzebub&Loki:Boss; Ars:Weapons Department; Liklik:Rune Department; Victor: Janitor, Butt-Monkey
Dd I Forget somebody?
Flint looks at Victor.
"I think he is daydreaming."
"You think that WAR is a daydream?" Victor's face flushes red, he is ready to excoriate on the little redheaded boy.
"In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war.""How should I know what you are thinking about!? I am not a freaking mind reader! And I dislike war!" Flint answers.
edited 5th Mar '15 4:02:32 AM by RobotTophat
Anything goes for me. Thanks