Glory to Arachnos
As the last team and Bastion got inside the van, Foxtrot started firing at some paratroopers before sprinting into the hatch of the van and climbing onto the ladder. He then slid downthe ladder, landing to the ground with a thud
"'EVERYONE IS ACCOUNTED! GET THE VEHICLE OUT OF HERE RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!"
edited 8th Nov '16 12:38:25 PM by Darkomega245
-Spider Lizard Noises-
"Ah, cheer up, Ami," she said as she floated on over to her, laying a comforting, clawed hand on her shoulder. "We've gotten out of everything else so far, I doubt another minute's gonna be a problem."
After a few seconds of feeling like every bone and muscle in her arm was successfully and repeatedly ripping itself apart, the pain quickly subsided and she slumped back on the ground. Aside from the blood and bandages covering it, she couldn't look at her arm and tell she had been shot a few minutes ago.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and looked over at Jeda, her expression mostly annoyed. "Thanks," she pointedly said.
Even in these times, Life goes on
THUMPED
edited 9th Nov '16 6:44:59 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.
"3...2...1..." As soon as the countdown ended, the vehicle would go through a change. All open hatches/doors/windows would automatically close up, the seams actually disappearing as what was probably nanomaterial sealed up the vehicle nice and tight. A minute vibration could then be felt as the interior of the truck all but thrummed with building power... and then an invisible wave emerged from the vehicle as the epicenter and slamming into everything outside. The soldiers and helicarriers would be thrown away via what looked like a pressure wave, flung bodily around as though they were toys tossed by a recalcitrant child.
Before the front window were jagged cracks in reality that continued to grow the faster the truck sped along its path, only serving to create more web-like fractures before it literally shattered and the passengers were treated to a view of a swirling location of nebulous grey fog interspersed with prismatic colors. Every now and then, one could see the occasional flash of bright light... as well as swell of moving shadows, as though there were other things moving through the place other than them. "Time till next dimensional checkpoint: 23 hours, 59 minutes, 59 seconds...
"Oh god, we actually did it and got all the people that haven't been snapbacked into the truck on time! Maybe you people are more competent than we've given credit for..." Will exuberantly shouted, his face still clad in shadows but now the gleam of teeth could be seen as the man threw his arms into the air, acting much younger than he sounded like. "Goddamn, we have hoooooo- what the hell?!" Before the guy could congratulate himself too much, alarm klaxons sounded from his end of the multiverse as the screen was dyed red. "More unscheduled dimensional recruitment?! I thought we fixed that!"
Just like Will said, things weren't as good as they seemed considering there were now multiple "bubbles" of swirling void appearing in the truck proper, probably the latest way for people to be dragged from their home and into a conflict not theirs. One of said bubbles popped, revealing a familiar if somewhat confused and shocked face.
◊ "...Wait really, I'm back here...?" Muttering under her breath, the rather frazzled shinobi turned this way and that to check her current location to find it safe and noncombative, a true boon to be sure.
"Real dick move, suddenly sending me away in the middle of the mission and then pulling me back two years later..." Her caustic words made Will groan over in his monitor, slamming face into keyboard. "So, what's up? Anything I missed while I was... snapbacked I think the word was?" Looking over the motley crew, half remembered memories burbled up and became clearer as she put names to familiar faces and cataloged the newcomers. "And damn, I don't think any of the people I remember have aged at all..." The ninja sounded fairly irate at that, realizing that her particular dimensional screw up was bad enough to screw up the concept of time for herself.
Jeda simply continued to look impassively at his surroundings, face as blank as a white slate when he turned to stare at Seija. "It is no problem, miss." Giving a slight nod and not letting out any tells other than the fact that he had too much of a poker face at the moment to actually not hold a grudge against the girl that had now been repayed, the priest retrieved the cross and sat down at a nearby seat to replenish his spent mana as well as keep an eye on the newcomers, hand gripping the man-sized cross bludgeon in case some proved to be hostile.
Even in these times, Life goes on
Hunk was not enjoying being sick. He never enjoyed being sick but after just making it out of the Galra Empire's centre stronghold by the skin of his teeth and getting chucked to Qrow knows where, he didn't feel just sick but nauseous, even as his scanners picked up an quasi-dimensional anomaly in the shape of a van and several strange characters, all he could think of was the lunch he'd had on his last trip which he eloquently said in the words as his butt hit the floor:
"Oh Qrow not again!"
He hit the floor with a thud, and it took a while before the Paladin could reorient between his lunch and his view. From his eyes he could see what looked like an earth van with sealed windows and doors flying through interdimensional space, which raised a lot of other questions in his head, but Hunk focused back on the object of his unexpected trip.
"Um, excuse me, hello, I'm Hunk, I want to know if I can tag along with you to...well, wherever you're headed until I can get back in touch with my friends. Is that okay? I think that should be okay."
edited 10th Nov '16 6:03:56 AM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.
Glory to Arachnos
Reclining near a elegant chair inside a elegant mansion was a eight feet tall red bug like creature, wearing a dapper outfit and top hat. The strange being was currently sitting near a fireplace, reading a large book which he holded with his pincers. "Hmm. Hopefully I'll have time to finish this book before I'll take Kog'Maw out for Halloween. That cute little fellow always wanted to be in it dressed a a butterfly!" The book was titled "Bronze Division" and Cho'Gath currently was reading in chapter two, titled "Attack of the Salt." He currenly was deep in fascination of reading it. What he was reading? Well..
Lux[All] [05:21]: lol ahir suk liek egg
Ahri[All] [05:34]: Lux your parents sound like they’re siblings
Lux [All][05:41]: wat u meen?!
Ahri[All] [05:57]: what I mean is you couldn't be any more inbred if you were in a fucking sandwich.
Thresh [6:18]: Graves when I die irl I want to invite you to my funeral.
Graves [6:40]: why the fuck would I go to that?
Thresh [7:00]: for old time's sake so you can let me down one last time
Fizz [8:03]: b
Lucian [8:20]: fuck you don't tell me how to live my life
Rumble [22:53]: idk what i did to deserve you on my team ashe
Rumble [22:57]: but im going to start going to church
Rumble [23:02]: if you ever see god, tell him I'm sorry
Rumble [23:09]: and I'll never do what I did to get you on my team ever again
Poppy [28:34]: anmi stju exaughst renagr when he unults
Poppy [28:38]: adn well wint heg ame
Zed [28:43]: recognize the signs of a stroke
Leona [28:45]: Or just die again
Leona [28:47]: Like guy
Leona [28:51]: Get a grip
Leona [28:56]: The fuck is rong with you
Maokai [29:03]: I just found out I have cancer. It's irritating and I'm to constantly reminded that it’s there
Maokai [29:21]: The doctors are calling it a stage IV Leona.
Ezreal [All][32:41]: plz all report noc hes annoying
Nocturne [All][32:47]: You literally didnt hit a single Q in the last 10 minutes
Ezreal [All][32:59]: ok ignored kid
Nocturne [All][33:11]: I hope you dont miss the ignore button too
Cho'Gath couldn't help but let out a hearthy chuckle at reading the Bronzeness of the summoners involved. "Oh, I must admit. While their attitude and rudeness is beyond unnecessary, their antics are certainly enjoyable!" The gentlemanly monster reached out with his right pincer for a wine glass on his table, and just as he was about to take a sip..
Cho'Gath landed flat on his tail, some of his wine spilling on the ground, as he groaned a bit.
"Oh dear, where did my chair go? This is not often co-....oh." Recognizing that he was no longer in his mansion, and that there was a large amount of people near him, maybe they could enlighten him to his current situation!
After taking a small sip of what remained of his wine, he got up, clearing his throat and glanced over to the group.
"Pip Pip, cheerio
Ladies and gentlemen!" He tipped his top hat to the group, as he gave a happy smile to the group staring at them. "I don't suppose you fine people could exactly tell me why am I no longer in my mansion? I don't exactly want to ruin a poor kid's dream of not taking him for Halloween, after all!"
Meanwhile, Foxtrot calmed down as the situation was over, returning to his stoic and professional personality, as he holstered his SMG. He walked over to Mary, looking at her for a few seconds before speaking to her.
"Are you....are you alright?"
edited 9th Nov '16 7:13:56 PM by Darkomega245
-Spider Lizard Noises-
Once the windows closed an shooting was no longer needed, Lady slipped away into a bathroom to wipe the blood off of her now healed leg, leaving a trail of dripping blood behind her. She emerged just in time to see the new group show up. By now, she was more or less expecting more demons with every group, and so just glared at Cho and the rest of the non-humans.
"Short version, you've been kidnapped by a bunch of morons to track down someone named rook, who they need to fix their universe that they screwed up and are now at risk of destroying. And no, there's no way back, so whoever you were planning on assaulting is out of your reach. What a shame. I'm Lady, demon hunter." She paused a moment to let it sink in. "Consider this a warning. I see any of you demons doing anything fishy, attacking anyone, or anything like that, I won't hesitate to put a bullet in your brain, or whatever the hell passes for it, no matter what the hell the rest of these people might say."
With the warning delivered, Lady stormed off to inspect the rest of the van and get out of the demon infested cabin.
edited 9th Nov '16 7:18:21 PM by Meanken
A dogged fellow, aren't we?
Lucina
As the group finally left the war-torn hellhole, Lucina finally released her grip on her sword hilt, letting out a faint sigh of relief. The appearance of new faces - and one more familiar face - was something of a surprise, although she supposed that if members of their party were at risk of vanishing, an equally steady trickle of reinforcements was perhaps reassuring.
At Lady's parting words, Lucina frowned slightly, ears pinning back against her head for a moment. It was hardly the first time such sentiments had been leveled towards her, albeit more directly than her subjects might have dared. My birthright means nothing here. The thought was... almost relieving.
Shaking her head to clear it, she turned to the new faces, drawing herself up.
"What Miss Lady did not mention is that our realms are in danger as well. This... instability may destroy our own homes if we do not catch up to Rook." The taguel girl bowed formally. "I am Lucina of House Ylisse, and I am sure we will all be able acquaint ourselves with one another in the coming hours. I look forward to fighting alongside you all."
Her piece said, Lucina relaxed and looked around. "Our first order of business should be exploring our new base and preparing some food. We've all had a hard-fought day." She caught Scott's eye and smiled, remembering his earlier offer and beckoning with a nod of her head and a twitch of her ears.
Delta
After having finally escaped from the fighting, Delta stood up straight and then took a step forward. She began to slowly lumber forward, searching for a facility in this truck that had the equipment required to repair her armor. Not having a Vita-Chamber nearby was starting to annoy her. How else was she going to fix the damage to her equipment if the robots weren't going to do it for her? And now she actually had to worry about dying, too.Leah
Suddenly appearing in the middle of the strange contraption surrounded by stranger individuals, Leah instinctively pulled out her crossbows at the ready. She refrained from firing them, though, as no one seemed to be charging at her. If the misshapen monstrosities of Hell weren't going to charge at her with suicidal tactics, she would at least take the moment to determine what the situation actually was. One woman calling herself a demon hunter had attempted to explain the situation, but simply made no sense with her confounding words. Still, it wasn't as if she had many options at this moment. She followed after the woman, though not without keeping her weapons held tightly and her eyes darting between potential threats."And what level of Hell is this, where the demons hold themselves back and pass themselves off as men?" she asked loudly.
Glory to Arachnos
"Assault the little poor innocent voidling? Oh M'lady, I'm sure you're mistaken. Why should I attack poor little Kog'Maw when I'm his foster father? And to correct you, I'm a voidborn, not a demon. Anyways, good day to you, M'lady!" Cho'Gath cheerfully waved to Lady as she left, not even giving a care in the world she more or less threatened him.
He then looked over at Lucina. "Oh dear. This is quite certainly a troublesome threat, but I'll believe we can deal with that little problem if we work together to find this Rook. Anyhow!" He then bowed to the taguel girl. "I am Cho'Gath, philanthropist, diplomat, and a champion of the League of Legends. It's certainly a pleasure to make your acquaintance, miss Lucina!" He then glanced at those near. "And to you all, as well!"
edited 9th Nov '16 8:17:22 PM by Darkomega245
-Spider Lizard Noises-
Even in these times, Life goes on
Hunk
The new Paladin took in Lucina's words to heart. If this was at the risk of all realities, did that means his friends were at risk and unaware of it? Could he even contact them, warn them about the risk to their universe? Could his Lion even reach them? Wait a minute....
"Ugh does anyone here know what the guys who stuck us here do to any giant robot cats we might be piloting or something like that? Cause I'm positive mine is drifting in space unless you guys had the same problem."
edited 9th Nov '16 8:22:09 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.
Bah! Whatever, they already defused her like 5 times, what's a few more to that list. And besides, this meant it was time to explore the interior of this van. Most importantly, time to find the singular most important room. After a good day of avoiding being killed, Susan was feeling even more gnawing hunger than usual, and it was about to get annoying. If this was any kind of building meant to house multiple people, let alone for long periods out in the field, it had to have a kitchen. At least, if it didn't she would be quite miffed about it all...
Feeding your friends is serious business.
Susan was just about to confidently stroll over to find her temple when another group of new faces showed up, along with a bit of a familiar one as well. She let the others handle the newcomers, and offered her own greetings with a cheerful "Naruko! It's a surprise to see you return out of nowhere. It's only been a few hours on my part since I last saw...I think it was your illusion copy or something...but still, it's nice to see you. We just escaped from that hellhole and we're on the way back to another place in a day or so..."
"Aaaaaand, most importantly," she said as she raised her voice to address the room in full, "I think we're in need of a victory celebration, so if you'll excuse me, I'll go find the kitchen here. I'll show you truly heavenly steaks!"
Yes, Susan was compelled to use that term. She couldn't help it.
Ignoring Lady's threats because those are getting stale, ignoring Susan's meals because who cares, ignoring the giant crab thing with a top hat because she couldn't care at all, the one person who appeared to be in need of some proper bonding was this newcomer, who was another demon-hating human.
Seija casually floated to her, upside down lounging like she was on a pool float, and smiled. "It's the best kind of Hell, girl. The one where you gotta make peace with demons, even if we're gonna skin you at night and make your pelt into a costume!"
Scott stared out the front windshield of the van, as the world seemed to crack open and they entered what was probably another dimension. He swore he even saw the shape of something shark-like briefly lit up by a flash of light. Except giant. "Whoa... cool. It's like Subspace but more colourful and stuff."
Scott blinked when he noticed the ninja girl was bad. Huh, he hadn't even noticed she was missing. And she looked older and hotter now. That line of thought was stopped in its tracks when his eye caught Lucina's, who beckoned him with a cute smile, a nod and a twitch of her ears that almost made Scott squee. Was she- Did she want to go on date with him now? Or something else? With a wide-eyed, excited expression
◊, the Canadian quickly made his way towards her.
He hadn't expected her to actually be the one to do something like this, so when he got to her, he froze briefly as he realized he didn't know what say. "Uh, h-hey what's up."
Not half a second after Sejia made her statement, Lady spun on her heel, hand already reaching for a pistol a she yanked it out and pointed it directly at Sejia's head.
"Oh, please, try it. I'm begging you." Lady said with nothing but pure hatred and venom in her voice. "I've been waiting for hours for you demons to show your true colors."
She motioned toward the newcomer with a jerk of her head. "I've been running off the theory that the demons here somehow have enough brains to play the long game, wait for us to let our guard down before trying to murder us. Seems like a logical explanation, given how well their usual tactics work against me. Thanks for confirming my theory, demon." She said, directing the last comment toward Sejia.
"Now, with that out of the way, I don't really see a reason to let you continue to draw breath. What about you, er....I didn't get your name yet." She asked the unknown woman.
Glory to Arachnos
Before Foxtrot could listen to Mary's response, he glared at Lady pointing a gun at Seija. Not only has the woman been extremely hostile to the psychics, who are composing 95% of the team composition, which Replica Protocol would indicate that she is intentionally trying to sabotage the mission, and he rather not have a teammate who will shoot him in the back...as his new ability seemed to be psychic powers, judging from records from before.
The Replica immediately pulled out his SHO-3 shotgun, walking away from Mary and to the ensuing fight, before immediately pointing a shotgun to Lady.
"Replica Protocol indicates that you are guilty of intentional sabotage of the mission and planning the murder and killing of 95% of the psychics composing the team. That would mean that only 3 people would be alive if your sabotage goes through. I can not trust you if you are to eagerly shoot me in the back just for showing psychic powers. If you do not stop this sabotage in just this second....you must be terminated. What is your defense?"
The Replica's yellow visor stared down at Lady, stoicly waiting for her response.
edited 9th Nov '16 9:42:58 PM by Darkomega245
-Spider Lizard Noises-
Leah
"They can go ahead and try," Leah said to Lady, before glaring at Seija. "I have carved a path of blood and bones from the depths of Hell to the heights of High Heaven. Angels and demons alike fear approaching where I tread, do you truly believe your taunts are anything but empty words to me? Again, explain yourselves, and why we are wherever this is, before I tire of asking with words."edited 9th Nov '16 9:57:01 PM by nman
A dogged fellow, aren't we?
Lucina
"You suggested exploring the base earlier." Lucina replied to Scott, turning to gesture towards exit to the main room (and giving the surprisingly polite crab-like creature a nod in return). "I think now would be an excellent time to do just that... but, I must admit, a lot of the devices I've seen so far on board are unfamiliar to me. I could use an extra pair of eyes."
As the pair headed off, they quickly ran into trouble - a stand-off in the corridor. Scott would see Lucina's eyes harden, and her step quickened as she stepped up to Lady, Seija, Leah and Foxtrot.
"Enough! Lower your weapons, all of you!" She said, voice sharp. "I have seen enough of this pointless infighting. The fate of entire worlds rests on our shoulders! We may not have asked for this burden, but it is ours to bear now, and if we do not put aside our differences and preconceptions we will surely fail." The princess had subconsciously fallen into her habitual commanding posture as she looked between everyone in the knot, expression firm and earnest as she waited for them to stand down.
"Oh, so you only just got out of the... uh... battlefield." Memories coming back and flooding her, the blonde couldn't help but give out a shocked face that so much time had passed for her and for the rest of the people that haven't been snapbacked, it had only been a few hours. Gazing around the vehicle in question, Naruko gave out a slight whistle as she peered at the futuristic surroundings, looking way more advanced than what she was used to. "It's nice seeing you too... er... lunch lady!" Giving Susan a thumbs up and a smile to mask the fact that she had forgotten what the goddess' name was, the ninja latched onto the suggestion for food as well since it was a good time to eat something.
"Man, the place is kinda big. Wonder if there's a map?" As if on cue and waiting for that question, a pop-out screen made itself known by sliding out of the wall seamlessly (though it did smack into her left ear). Wincing and rubbing the part of her body that got hit by a high speed flatscreen, Naruko regarded the map with a half-lidded glare. "Okay, at least we got a thing that shows us where everything is supposed to be. Seems to be activated by voice or at least by key-words or something since it didn't appear until I said something."
The map was rather simple and layered much like a xylophone in various colors that denoted where everything was. It began with the piloting cabin, and then extended into the general area/living room where the majority of people were. After that was the kitchen and dining room area, the bedrooms (which were mostly small cabins with bunk beds lining opposite sides of a single hallway) with two bathrooms on either side (with little pictograms depicting which was which for male and female gender emblazoned on the door), and then finally the storage area where people could put away their things. There appeared to be a few more areas stacked in various parts, but they were greyed out and labeled as "inaccessible".
Further inspection of the various places could be seen when Naruko pressed on one of the areas and let out a yelp as it zoomed in to show the structure, showing her shocked expression from a hidden camera somewhere. Pressing the kitchen would reveal a single four paneled stove with a cooking oven underneath it, lines of cabinets, a microwave, sink plus disposal & dishwasher, and a fridge + freezer combo, all of which were a bit on the bigger side and on the technological level of a suburban home in the early 2000's. A curious structure shaped like a giant egg was also seen, labeled as "Food Replicator", which stated that it did what it said on the tin and created raw ingredients from air as long as it had the data of the foodstuff wanted.
The general area where everyone was looked sparse and rather bare, the color of cream for wallpaper and the carpeting steel wool grey. Lined up near the long walls were wide plush sofas that could comfortably fit five regular sized people, as well as various low hanging wooden table. The dining room nearby had tiled flooring and the kind of dining table one would see in movies that takes place in medieval periods or large mansions, a great long thing that could seat every single person in the truck with room to spare.
The bedrooms lacked the hugeness of the more public areas, being more akin to small ship cabins with two bunks built into the walls themselves plus a dresser and small closet for each room, of which there appeared to be twenty. The beds had a woolen blanket plus feather stuffed pillows, not the most modern of things but still pretty serviceable. The bathrooms nearby were surprisingly something akin to a bathhouse, the toilets walled off in a corner while there were adjacent shower stalls and a communal three feet high heated pool reminiscent of Japanese or Roman bath houses. A washing machine and dryer was also in the baths, perhaps to recycle the water that was supplied by the rooms.
Lastly the storage were essentially one big room that held things like racks, cubbies, hooks, or crates where people could simply dump their stuff that they don't want to hang onto, essentially one big garage or attic in feel. The various windows and doors leading out of the truck could be found in the driving cabin, in the middle of the vehicle, and at the very back in the storage area as well as two ladders leading up to the roof. Two similar egg shaped devices in the vein of the one found in the kitchen could be seen, the first labeled as "Material Replicator" and the second known as "Healing Tank". A workshop full of various gears and doodads could be seen for those that wanted to do things the old fashioned way too, various tools of the trade lining the expansive wall that would make any craftsman feel sated. Off to another side was an infirmary room that was automated to be as sterile as possible, various medicines and first aid material located behind clear glass cabinets.
"Huh, so that's what the truck looks like." Enjoying the view of her new home away from home, the girl was soon lifted out of her information gathering when there seemed to be a very loud and aggressive showdown between a couple of people holding projectile launchers of various designs, plus a familiar rabbit-eared princess who was currently trying to make them stand down. "Oy..." Padding on over to the conflict, the blonde decided to add her own two cents into the conversation. "Yeah, just cool down for now like the princess said. We need to work together and I don't think anyone here wants trouble since we're in charge of a stupidly huge mission that could decide the fate of everything we love and all."
In contrast with Lucina's icy exterior, Naruko was a more expressive sort whose grimacing face showed exactly how stupid she thought the confrontation was. "Also we don't wanna hit anything important and make the thing we're in crash and burn. That'd be bad." Appealing to pragmatism like the sneaky shinobi she was when it became clear that the scantily clad woman from earlier was still as phobic as she had rememered, Naruko went for a point that inborn racism couldn't contend with.
Edited by Makaioh on Jun 26th 2018 at 1:03:52 AM
Tenshi
Honestly, being told to lower one's weapon would probably just make them want to wave them around even more. At least for the amanojaku. It might be more of a toss-up for the others, she reflected. Or maybe not, this was a confrontational bunch.
There were some amazingly conceited statements being thrown around too. She summoned a keystone to sit on as she tried to think of an appropriate proverb. There had to be one. The other celestials had a saying for every conceivable situation, she just couldn't recall any right now that she understood. And sadly, just saying "they're all idiots" wasn't quite as satisfying.
edited 9th Nov '16 10:32:56 PM by joergenjetsam
Conception is sin Birth is pain Life is toil Death is inevitable
Delta - Storage Area
Delta finally found herself in front of the strange device labeled "Item Repair". After a momentary pause, she lifted her hands to her helmet, and with a loud hiss from the pressurization breaking, took it off and placed it in the egg. After that, she started the long and tedious process of doing the same with her armor.Leah - Cabin
"What worlds?" Leah asked incredulously to Lucina. "What burden?""What fate?" she added to Naruko.
With all of these people focusing on her, and a good deal of them about inches away from killing her for the Nth time today, what Seija was feeling right now was indescribable...but you could say she was "happy".
"Ah, come on, relax, relax," she said to the both of the demon-hating assholes. "It really was just empty words, I wouldn't ever try and kill you all. You're much more fun alive." Despite the guns which were pointed everywhere, she ignored them as she stretched out her arms and legs, accidentally brushing her hand against Leah's crossbow.
"And besides, most important, none of you could even kill me if you tried. Hell, none of you could even graze me if I really was in the mood," she said, very, very smugly. "I'm literally unkillable. Even if you put up an unstoppable force, I'd dodge it. You pull a gun on me, it'll jam. Take out a sword, it'll fall off at the hilt. I mean, it's the reason I'm here instead of my home, I just dodged the situation I was in at the last second because of some improbable thing."
Seija got down from her non-existent perch and onto her own two feet. She noticed a familiar face off in the corner...not that she could remember her name, she was just part of the rabble that tried to apprehend her in the first days. She offered a knowing wink to her anyway, because if anyone knew how untouchable she was, it was her.
"Come on, you can even try it, either of you. Try and punch me, nothing'll happen." Extending her arms out, like she could take anything, she closed her eyes and awaited the inevitable failed attack.
The immaterial wonder of creating is something anyone can enjoy, but the better feeling of creating something that'll be immediately destroyed by crushing, grinding, cutting teeth is another entirely, and Susan could never get enough of it. Oh, of course, there was the joy of sacraments, but not even from a Godly perspective, cooking was fun!
The kitchen was one that was very familiar to her. Not like her current one, that was high-tech and she had spent a good fortune on decking it out. No, it was like the one from the home she lived in before she was rich. Cramped, woefully underprepared for feeding masses, but oddly cos...cosm...comfy, that's the word. Oddly comfy.
It would be a task of organization, not prowess, but she could do it. She could feed an entire team with this! And that was without this mysterious egg device that she wasn't sure about!
Well, now that she noticed it, she couldn't not try and figure out how it worked. Luckily, the process was easy enough, and she input the first food that came to mind: "Beef." Sure enough, a slab of beef appeared out of it, and she promptly threw it in the trash. There was no way she was going to use something like this to make real, authentic 100% Pure Beef. It would be restricted to use for sides and garnishes, and nothing more.
She rapidly had it make many kinds of things, all of them coming out perfectly as described. "Mashed potatoes"? Yes, of course. "Dinner Rolls"? Like they came fresh from the oven. "Steak Fries"? They're good, and there's probably some kind of freak here who needs to be entertained with kid's food like this while eating good meat.
"Hum-"
Her rapid tapping paused mid-word. It didn't even come across as odd, for a second, but no, she couldn't type it now. If there was something, someone tracking this device's inputs, things would get bloody quick. At the same time, if something like this existed, and it could make that, think of the applications back home...
No, it could wait for some other time. She still had a meal to cook.
Like a flurry of red and ivory, Susan put those thoughts behind her and became a one-woman cooking machine, quickly taking everything she could possibly need. Plates and pans were brought out, silverware arranged on the table, meat carved out of halls of red and brought forth to this plane, rolls buttered, and everything was going swimmingly. It would be a matter of time, but they'd all enjoy it.
edited 9th Nov '16 11:59:17 PM by wikkit
Witchcraft!
Ami - The Van
"Eh? Oh, I'm not worried," Ami waved off Susan's concerns (her statement backed up by a total lack of change in demeanour), "Hell, I'd welcome some more excitement. I just-" And then she was interrupted by everything miraculously not going wrong, contrary to her expectations.
"Well, shit," Ami said, with the tone of someone who has just encountered a piece of useless and obscure trivia,"no last-second disaster. Anime lied to me."
Well, if the next dimension was a day away (how did it take actual time to move between dimensions, anyway? It wasn't like there was physical space between them, right? Admittedly, her knowledge of the Kaleidoscope was not exactly thorough, so really, who knew) she needed to find some method of whiling away the time. For the moment, it looked like she had more than a few options.
To be honest, her personal preference was towards joining the brewing fight right nearby, but that looked like it was gonna get defused pretty fast.
... Well, no harm in hoping, yeah? Ami flopped herself down on a couch to wait and watch, in case a fight started. If nothing violent happened by the time she got bored (in other words, in the next three minutes), she would leave to seek out other amusements.
edited 9th Nov '16 11:28:50 PM by RhymeAndTreason
Calamity is a housewife
The Safety of the Van
After having thrown a chirpy 'thank you' to Rock for pulling her in, Jack-O' sat tight as the van took care of the rest. She had re-summoned Lantern before they left as well, Bat wouldn't have lasted a day in that world.
As her perception of the battlefield broke apart like a glass cage and clouds of swirling 'reality juice' leaked in all over, she couldn't help but be in awe of the surreal spectacle like a kid watching the telly. And then, in a flash, it was over. The war, the previous world they were in? Gone. Was it destroyed, or had they simply left it? Without any context it would've been difficult to say either way. She silently thought to herself that presuming the flow of time existed all at once as a solid web of interconnected events, perhaps a world was as good as destroyed if no one was around to perceive its location in the flow of time.
With themselves seemingly out of danger, and with an exact day until they had to get moving again, the bounty hunter ceased her mental ramblings and simply laid on the floor. Her voice now lacked her quirky childishness or her introspective awareness, and she simply sounded tired.
"Sweet. If anyone needs me, wake me up, please and thank you."
With that, though she didn't drift off into sleep, her mind began to wander to the past, a history that she remembered far too clearly.
Years ago...
"This entire world's a thing of our perception. If we ain't around to perceive it, it's as good as dead."
"Is that really what you think?"
The woman with the cherry red hair in the pink lab coat smiled at her friend with the greasy black hair, doubting his cynicism. The black haired man, whose lab coat was a traditional, plain white, had this to say.
"I just happen to think existence doesn't mean much without perception. Our minds. If we were, say, birds or frogs, we'd be living in a completely different world. That's what I mean."
The woman scoffed.
"Do you really need to put it so pessimistically? Animals can perceive it too. And sure their worlds are... sort of different from ours, but they're happy right?"
"I feel like we seriously derailed our topic of conversation here."
"And what would that topic be, perchance? If I may join you two, that is."
The third voice chimed in as another lab coat entered the office. The greasy haired man leaned back in his chair, nodding a head at the redhead woman.
"Aria here was just going on about parallel universes."
The third coat nodded his pristinely white haired head.
"I see. Then talking about birds and frogs IS quite the derailment, with that context."
Aria huffed back.
"I wasn't the one who derailed it into that anyway. Freddy here had to go on about alternative universes being only as good as our perception of it."
The third coat raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued.
"Really now?"
'Freddy' raised his hands without putting up too solid a defense.
"All I was saying is that they could be out there, but they mean jack shit to us if we can't go there."
Aria had a glint in her eye as she came up with her response.
"Frederick, do you happen to know what shape our universe takes?"
Frederick blinked, not expecting that.
"We don't know. We haven't even reached the ends of our universe, it might as well be infinite."
"Exactly. Now remember for a second that the particles that formed the stars and planets after the Big Bang can only vary those formations so many times, imagine that they eventually formed similar stars and planets far off into the universe, out of our reach. Maybe it's just a matter of distance."
Frederick sighed and patted Aria on the head.
"Or maybe you've just spent too much time on old theories."
"Oh c'mon Freddy. You're living in the age of Magic! Anything's possible at this rate!"
"Call it what you want, we ain't seeing what lies beyond our universe until another couple of millenia, tops."
The third lab coat chuckled as Aria mocked banging her head on the top of her office chair in frustration. Frederick was being the cynic as always, and try as she might, Aria just couldn't get him to wonder. She always promoted a healthy imagination as a scientist, while he always countered that with his honest belief in the power of logic and common sense.
"Actually..."
Frederick and Aria looked up at their compatriot, the man having spoken up.
"I believe that with the energy crisis effectively over, humanity has opened the gate to so many possibilities, that space travel may just become advanced enough for us to reach those ends of the universe within a couple of hundred."
Aria nodded appreciatively, while Frederick groaned.
"C'mon, we'll still be dead by then."
The third labcoat spoke again.
"You forget where we're working Frederick. With Gear Cells, I could hypothetically extend the average human lifespan tenfold."
Frederick opened his mouth, but then closed them and looked away, seemingly defeated. Aria giggled to herself. Score one for imagination!
"But..."
Aria's enthusiasm stopped, as she looked at Frederick again. The man's face had hardened, and he spoke these next words with some form of caution.
"Just because you can, doesn't mean you should, right?"
Aria looked back to the third lab coat. Indeed, his expression was similarly serious.
"Yes. We must always remember our limits, lest we destroy ourselves."
Now
Those words had never left Aria since. Everything that came after; Gears, Justice, the Crusades, and now this, a multidimensional road trip to find a bona fide multidimensional traveler. It was all something out of the science fiction she had read ravenously as a child, and it was tearing her, and her world, apart.
There was one good thing that came of it, all these people, all with a task in common (however forced it was onto them), potential allies and friends. With this many people by her side, maybe she could hold on to that bit of her humanity just a little longer, at least until they left her, an all too frightening possibility, what with the 'snapbacks' that were occurring.
The revelation that her own universe was unstable didn't help matters at all. What did that even mean? If it still had a billion years of life ahead of it compared to Will's, then that was good, nothing was coming apart at the seams just yet.
All this thinking went on, and on, and on... and abruptly halted when one of the newcomers landed right onto Jack-O's belly.
"Hueegh!"
Ragna hated teleportation. She hated it. And it all stemmed from her childhood and a certain vampire.
She could still hear that smarmy voice now.
My goodness Ragna, are you nauseous? You shouldn't be walking, let me assist you.
All said with a sly, knowing grin on her face before snapping her fingers, sending Ragna tumbling through the branches of an apple tree.
Ragna. Henceforth, I am to assist you in your training regimen by request of Jubei. Your first task shall be to develop a proper landing strategy. Best of luck.
That one was before Ragna was instantaneously moved twenty feet in the air. And just as she was about to hit another tree and break her fall, she was teleported again, landing face first into a cushion.
She remembered asking what the point of that particular training regimen was for if she would be saved at the last second anyway.
So needless to say, when Ragna was walking through a calm, if eerie, forest one moment and then barreling through the space time continuum the next, before finally landing in the capital of 'God knows where', she was a little pissed.
Being the person she was, she assumed the next person she saw to be the one responsible.
And that person was Ami.
Leaping off of Jack-O' without even noticing her, Ragna drew her gigantic blade from behind her and tried putting it right at Ami's neck.
"You get five words to explain, bitch."
edited 11th Nov '16 4:33:02 AM by LatverianBadger
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani
Reimu - Kitchen
Reimu decided to follow Susan to the kitchen while the others sorted out their differences. Right now she had no desire to play peacemaker between demons and demon hunters or introduce herself to the new arrivals. What she needed was a strong cup of coffee, preferably with something stronger on the side.
In the kitchen, Susan was cooking up a storm, so Reimu stepped gingerly around her to get to the replicator. She noticed the other woman had started writing something, but she just deleted it and started typing in coffee. Hummus, maybe? Or she'd misspelled pumpkin and not figured out how to backspace? Anyway, just the like the demons in the cabin, she really didn't care. She had the replicator make her a cup of coffee and a glass of whiskey, and then she sat down by the kitchen table.
Oh god, the caffeine and alcohol did a world of good patching up the mental scarring that had been broken anew by the street battles outside. Reimu could still feel the humming of the machinegun in her fingers, the dust against her skin and the sound of people dying. Other people might think that you got used to that in her line of work, but you never really did. Reimu was not a killer; she served the law when she could, justice when the law was out and peace when she had the time. Below the surface, thoughts about what she was gonna do now that she was no longer in East Gensokyo tried to arise, but she squashed them back down. That could wait a bit more.
Trying to keep her mind of it, she called out to Susan in her whirlwind of cooking.
"What are you making?"
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Pony Town
Seeing that they were about to leave, Bastion commanded the unicorn to land on the truck and then force its way in.