Dexter's jaw dropped as he looked at all the machinery. "Wooow..." He stood in front of a crystal, tapping it and laughing every time it turned red. After a few seconds, he saw the others, regained his composure, and stood to attention.
edited 24th Sep '11 8:00:30 AM by LizardOfAus
And a Strange Figure Emerges.Throughout the discussion Robotboy remained silent. He didn't understand much of what the others were talking about, but he didn't care. All they seemed to want to do was argue and insult each other, and he didn't want to talk with that sort of person. It could only end badly. He looked at the machines and crystals with interest.
As Sheik played her lyre, Atrocitus began to drift off again.....back to the simpler times.....the happier times.....
When his family was still alive........
Atros and his daughter Trakka walked within a lush and beautiful garden......
She then saw something in the garden, smiling as she did in wonder. "Do you see that, Trakka?" Atros asked.
"A drakfly and his family!" she happily said. "Like us!"
"Like us," he responded.
"Forever?"
An explosion rocked Atrocitus out of his memory lane. He scanned the area, ready to tear whatever enemy came........
But there was none. He growled and turned back to the house. "Next time any of you wish to test your abilities, at least WARN ME beforehand so I don't mistake for an ambush?!" he yelled out. He turned around to face Moja.
At this point, their mysterious blue captor/hirer lead them to a forest clearing. "Just skip the backstory, what do we need to find and how do we kill it if that is required?" Atrocitus asked. It was obvious he wanted to the bare bones of what they were going to be dealing with. Expository will come later.
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!Quote was fascinated. He had seen a lot of crazy things on the Floating Island, but this place took the cake. It was filled with electronics which made the scout robot seem almost obsolete.
If it wasn't for other members of the group already doing so, he would have had the urge to touch some of these things, just to see what they did. But he composed himself and pressed on, following their host further into the complex.
The little robot turned from the machinery to look at Dexter. He at least, seemed sane and normal.
Robotboy not like this place. Most people here jerks.
Eiji had stayed silent for most of the time, slightly unsettled by what was going on. He had tried his Go Go Changer, but he was not able to communicate with his team. He was beginning to get worried. And these other people! Certainly their items were Precious of some sort, but they looked at them as though they were the most mundane thing in the world. Palming his Sagasniper's handle, he maintained a neutral pose.
Wakka-wakka-wakka-wakka~~*~The Merry Magical Mob~*~ ...It's not going to catch on, is it? >.>
Lyna listened carefully to Sheik's words, nodding along in agreement to what the ninja was saying. She got the feeling that this was someone she could trust. Unlike Shantotto, at least. Shanty may look and talk like a fairytale character, she thought, but she sure is a collosal jerk.
...Just like a fairytale character, then.
"Just... Try not to do it again, Shantotto," she meekly replied. She had planned to use somewhat harsher language, but the music Sheik played had really calmed her down, and Happy Lover chirping along whilst nestled on her shoulder brought a slight smile to her face.
"Um, anyways, uh..." she picked up her staff and proudly held it by her side. "I, um, can, uh, control light, and light attribute monsters. If that helps, I guess, ahah..."
She trailed off, however, as Moja had began to speak again. Oh well, maybe at least we'll finally find out where we are, I guess...
Dexter shrugged. "Well, I guess they're trying to cope a little, by bragging and making themselves feel better. We're all a little nervous here. Heck, you might not be able to tell, but I'm nervous here too."
Then he realised Sherlock was talking.
"AAAAH! N-n-n-n-no offense, Mr Sherlock!"
edited 24th Sep '11 10:39:15 AM by LizardOfAus
And a Strange Figure Emerges.Sherlock spoke down to the robot, "That is unimportant. Evil is merely an unnecessary concept that humans thought up, and completely irrelevant to the topic at hand." Sherlock ignored Spider-man.
edited 24th Sep '11 10:50:54 AM by deathpigeon
Axl followed Mbili, noting with particular interest the crystals and arcane technology. For a few moments he wondered if this was some sort of elaborate prank, and that the mysterious landscape would shimmer and disappear to reveal the glowing, pulsing lines on the hexagonal blocks of Troia Base, a European training facility for the Maverick Hunters that had its' caretaker - Optic Sunflower - go haywire and mess around with the management programme "Helios". He had no such luck, however, as everything stayed perfectly as it was.
Trying to ignore the discussion between Robotboy and the others as he felt a little bit insulted by what the dimunitive robot was saying, he watched Mbili intently, waiting for him to explain just what on earth was going on.
Locking you up on radar since '09

Magic
"I would appreciate it if you refrain from damaging these plants," said Moja as he led the party through the woods. The plants ranged from normal to surreal, but leaning towards the latter. All of them were subtly glowing, though, and the majority of them had lines similar to Moja's etched on their trunk, stem, or leaves, shimmering in all the colors of the rainbow, a strange but beautiful sight. Crystalline outcrops puncutated the strange foliage. "Some of them are... endangered, and others are among the last of their kind."
"And I must point out that you should learn to work as a team rather than squabble amongst yourselves, hopefully sooner than later," he continued, as the group came to a large clearing in the forest. Moja stopped here, sitting on a large dead trunk in the middle, which glowed bright blue as he came to a stop here. "Now, you are probably wondering why I have chosen you and brought you here. Let me explain..."
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Science
"Multiversal intersections always seem to begin with conflicts and bragging contests," said Mbili offhandedly as the group walked through the meadow. "For your sake, I hope that you quickly outgrow this immature bickering." Eventually, the group would come to an enormous sunken pit in the meadow, paved with glowing marble and filled with gently glowing machines of all kinds. Crystals, shaped into elegant spheres and cylinders pulsed energy between themselves. "Now, to business," said Mbili as he walked down the stairs into the pit, occasionaly touching a crystal which flared bright red as he did so.
edited 24th Sep '11 7:55:40 AM by Locoman