A yawn behind him made Jack turn to look, smiling slightly at the young girl waking up. When See wandered over, the spirit grinned and reached out to ruffle her hair. "Hey kiddo. No, doesn't look like it. It's pretty nice looking out there, actually."
It was true. Since the day had changed, the Guardian had been keeping a watchful eye out for anything suspicious. Instead, he'd only seen as people slowly filled the street and started to go about their day. "And hey, call me Jack. How are you?"
"Though, before we begin, I'm Seiga. What's your name?"
edited 30th Jan '17 11:39:52 PM by wikkit
THE SLORG!
Seirwuosuhr still flinched and frowned a bit as Jack ruffled his hand through her hair, getting a good feel of her two invisible horn stubs as she nervously turned her eyes away. "I... I still miss my mommy" Seirwuosuhr said, fiddling her hands together. "And I'm feeling hungry" she added, looking back up at Jack.
You are reading this.
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“I'm Forrest. Forrest Gump. It's nice to meet you, Seiga.”
After sayin' that, I served the ball over to Seiga. I remembered the advice of that man while I was recoverin' from my wound in Vietnam. Always keep yer eye on the ball. With that in mind, I focused entirely on the ball except to chat with Seiga in some cases. I think I became serious just for this match.
edited 31st Jan '17 10:54:26 AM by josh6243
Jack sighed softly at See's reaction and words, but still kept a small smile. He wasn't going to question why she was so afraid of her horns being seen, and there wasn't anything the spirit could do about her mother. Best he could do was take her mind off it. Pulling his hand back, the spirit hopped down off the window sill. "Well, I have somewhere to show you and Tommy today, and there'll be food there as well. So, once your friend is up, we'll go, ok?" The spirit moved to the side, and pointed at the window for See to look at. A small collection of odd silhouettes in rapidly melting frost could be seen sparkling in the sunlight. "Until then, do you still want to hear about my friends?"
edited 31st Jan '17 1:23:25 AM by Alleydodger
"It's not that strange!" Arcade protested. If this was going to continue to happen he was going to scream. Well, scream more than he just did.
Once they reached the kiosk Arcade took the booklet Lewis was handing him and began to read through it. When he read about the one free wish his eyes widened as he considered the possibilities. He could wish that the bombs never fell! Though he'd read enough snippets of people's lives in Pre-War America to know that it was worse in many ways... He could wish there was enough oil that the Resource Wars never happened! But then they'd probably find something else to wage war over... He could wish that he was never part of the Enclave? But then what would that even make him? This 'god' offering the wish would surely use it to play some kind of trick on him, right?
Lewis and Cole could see Arcade's increasingly depressed thoughts deflating him as time wore on. Eventually he lifelessly summed up his dark thoughts with, "I'd just manage to screw this up too."
edited 31st Jan '17 5:03:18 AM by Skooter910
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
Gon, looking for familiar faces
"Can't sit around and do nothing."
Gon stood up from the bench and dusted himself off before he walked towards the arena.
"Is anyone around the arena?" Gon said out loud when he approached it. He didn't see anyone dangerous.
But he wasn't so sure if he can easily get injured or killed. He hoped to get answers once he stepped inside the arena grounds.
For the Horde!
Ben frowned, crossing his arms and thinking for a moment. "Hm. Yeah, you're right. I don't think the Writer will let me wish to beat him up," he muttered. "I'll ask Miss Tairee what I should wish for. I wanna make the wish count. He grinned. "So, shall we go?" he asked. "I'm getting excited already, this is awesome!" With that, he began to exit the skate park, looking back at Thomas and Louie to keep them in sight, but also trying to look around to find any places to eat.
Then he had an idea. He stopped, looking at Thomas and then at Louie. "I've got it. We'll fly to get some food. That way we don't have to worry about the city switching around on us. I can use Stinkfly to carry Thomas. Uh, he's one of my aliens. Louie, can you fly on Squishee?" he asked. "Or do you have another Pokemon that could carry you?"
edited 31st Jan '17 8:56:10 AM by AllHailThrall
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.
The dog nodded while looking at the girl and both agreed to be taken to the library. By their reaction it was obvious that what Rex had just done wasn't normal for them.
"See? I bet you had never see something like that before. Now hold on thight, this can go pretty fast"
Rex didn't waste much time in getting to the library, arriving in just a few minutes.
"There you go, the library. Just be careful with Miss Tairee. That's the librarian. Speaking of, I don't think I got your names before"
I just want to help!
Day 14, It's Definitely A Piece Of Paper
"Screw what up?" Cole looked a little concerned at the man's seeming amazement at the paper slowly fading into a sadness, and he looked up at Lewis. "What is this? It has something written on it, is that what's wrong? What does it say? Is...is the Writer going to hurt us again?"
A note of actual fear had crept into his voice with that last sentence, looking around a bit, with it abruptly seeming to occur to him that he had managed to run off and leave behind Sans and Caro. "Oh no, no, no, I didn't mean to do that! I didn't...I have to find Sans and Caro, I have to be able to be there to help them before he sends more monsters after us again!"
Day 14 - Streets
Hobbes and Calvin, having woken up, were pleasantly surprised to find that the city had turned into a giant skate park instead of another death trap. Well, at least, Calvin was.
"Come on ya great galut! Let's take the wagon out for a spin. I can't imagine how fast we'll go with all these ramps!" Calvin said excitedly, yanking his tiger companion out of bed. Hobbes rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and grumbled but nonetheless began to halfheartedly make his way to the wagon.
"Shouldn't we try to figure out what this day's challenges will be so we don't have a repeat of what happened yesterday?" Hobbes asked. Calvin didn't even register what he was saying and just concentrated on flying down the sloping the streets, trying to pelt everyone he could see with water balloons.
Balconies -> Library ~ Getting Some Answers
Arf simply scoffed in response to Rex. "Don't feel vindicated just yet, boy."
Let's not start a fight here, Arf, Fate said.
At that, the two of them held on as the boy took off. As they sped through the city streets, the duo got the best look around they could manage at that speed, which wasn't much at all. They did, however, notice the numerous screens with names and numbers on them.
It looks like there's some kind of contest going on, Fate commented.
One more thing to ask this librarian about, I suppose, Arf replied, I can't see it affecting us much, however.
Before too long they soon reached their destination. They hopped off, with Arf shaking herself briefly, before looking over the structure.
Just as I thought, Arf said, We could have found this quite easily on our own.
Maybe so. But I imagine that was at least a little quicker.
After that, Fate turned to Rex.
"Understood," she said, "Thank you for the ride." She and Arf turned towards the library, but before heading inside Fate gave the boy one last look. "Fate. Fate Testarossa."
"And I am Arf, Fate's familiar," Arf added.
On that note, the two of them went inside assuming the boy made no further attempts to stop them.
Upon entering, they took another look around before their eyes settled on the desks in the center of the room. The lady sitting at them was very likely the librarian they sought. Without wasting any more time, they headed over to the desks.
Sure enough, a sign identified this lady as "Miss Tairee." They also looked over the other things present; the stack of pamplets, the suggestion box, and most notably the two plaques labeled as as "challenge" and "reward." The former mentioned a "bloodless competition," while the latter mentioned a wish for the victor of the competition.
Hm....
"Miss Tairee, I presume?" Fate asked as soon as she was done inspecting everything, "We have some questions for you."
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Tired of givin' up the ghost
Arcade was sensitive about his name, apparently. Whoops. Didn't think he could hear me comment on it.
But his offense evaporated just as soon as he broke into the booklet I'd just given him, just as I'd anticipated of his generally sour mood...and then deflated again as he mourned that he would blow this.
I guess he knew he was going to lose. Shame for him, I guess. He must really have longed for something in particular, and choked under my enthusiasm as it was I couldn't help but pity him just a bit.
Drowning that sentiment out yet further was Cole having no idea what he was looking at, his verbal questions confirming what the failure of his point tally to rise from zero to one seemed to indicate.
God damn it, he was illiterate, wasn't he?
Before I could comment on this, he apparently remembered Sans and Caro were dicking around somewhere and flipped out accordingly. Oh come on, today was a damn sports tournament. What could possibly be around to murder someone?
"Hey! No! No. There's no monsters today. Exotic wildlife from some multiversal backwater planet, maybe, but not monsters. They'll be fine, just let me read you the day challenge. Jesus."
I glanced to Arcadenote , and then back to Cole. "Ah, pardon. He's uh, uhh...I don't know where I was going with this."
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The Writer? Was that really what they were calling the 'god' that brought them there? Ah well, it was at least a name and not some vague discription.
Arcade was not new to illiteracy. While he tried to keep to himself he did have to treat people in Freeside and they rarely were able to spell more than their own name. "It says that we can participate in some kind of tournament," he explained to Cole, dropping his booklet at his feet, "and the grand prize is a free wish, which, given the sadism the Writer amply demonstrated yesterday, will probably be an excuse to cause more distress."
Given Lewis' excitement at the day's contest, Arcade could guess that he had something to wish for, and maybe he would get it. Good for him. "Competing would be meaningless for me, there's no point in my universe's history I can unwish to cause a preferable world than the Wasteland. It was nice meeting you but I should probably eat something before I'm sent back. Perhaps it even will be free of radiation," he said as he began to walk away.
edited 31st Jan '17 4:25:19 PM by Skooter910
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
More importantly, that half-second of surprise caught her off guard. Seiga recovered in time to hit it back to him, but it was a lame hit that slowly went over the net. Something bizarre was going on with this man, and she had 11 serves to figure out what.
Plague Knight was practically jumping for joy and giggling like a loon as he took the Potion Louie gave him and pocketed it. However, his excitement was short lived as he realized that he was more tire than originally thought. He soon sought shelter at one of the booths, took down all of the stuffed animal and plush prizes, and laid down upon the pile he made, holding onto the sapling and plant as he slept.
Plague Knight awoke, finding himself sleeping on smoothed out concrete and daylight shining on his eyes. The sky is blue and clear, always a good sign. He sat up and looked around, finding himself within some sort of smoothed out artificial crater. Carrying the sapling and the plant, the alchemist went to climb out of the crater. However, he found the endeavor would probably be easier with both arms free to climb out instead of holding things.
It took him a while, but he eventually managed to climb out with the sapling piggybacking on his shoulders and one arm holding onto the pot. After dusting himself off, he managed to take a better look at the City.
The metropolis was pretty much back to normal, although everything seemed a bit more vertical. Everywhere there were various ramps, inclines, conspicuously places metal railings, half circle structures, and more of those artificially created craters, with some creating full blown rivers if filled with water. Like many things from more technologically advanced worlds, the point of all these additions was lost on the alchemist.
The first thing he decided to do was to drop off the plant child and hornet at the Library and leave them there at least until he can locate and subsequently refurbish his lab. In particular, on the forefront of the knight's mind was a way of ensuring his lab had actual security. Relying purely on the faith of his fellow prisoners was no longer an option, as the Ruckus so clearly demonstrated two days ago. As he pondered, he walked past a kiosk. He paid it no mind, and continued walking.
Then he passed another kiosk one block down.
And then another.
At the fourth kiosk, Plague Knight actually stopped to take notice. These tiny single person stands must be important if he kept seeing them at such a frequency. At the stand, he only found two items: One was a small booklet, and the other flimsy looking spectacles with lens in two different colors. Ignoring the glasses, he picked up a booklet and started to read.......
At the mention of the prize, the knight suddenly came to a realization. If he won the competition, he could use the wish to create himself a brand new lab, the same kind that the author had denied him when he requested it nearly ten days ago! He would be able to force the Author to give him a fully equipped laboratory! On the same level as some of the technology he had seen! And with an actual security system! Already the knight's mind was a mental typhoon of all the possibilities, all he could accomplish, all the ways he could further SCIENCE!!!
Plague Knight pocketed the booklet and then a pair of 3D glasses and started to sprint his way towards the library, filled with burning determination. He already thought of some challenges he could easily win at, and already thought of one person to utterly defeat at least......
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HOTTING HELPY!!
I just want to help!
"You don't know they'll be fine!" Cole shot back to Lewis. "The Writer just wants to hurt us! Mr. Arcade is probably right, this is probably another trap, a trick, a temptation to taunt us, to make us fight, to stir animosity and angst, to break us apart so the pieces are easier to pick! That's what he wants, that's what this has all been about, the entire time! It's not about his story, it's just about hurting people!"
"Mister...?" Arcade was about to ask about the title Cole gave him when he finally noticed the boy's state. Doctor mode activated, Arcade rushed over to him and started asking him, "have you been eating? You look like you've been starving for weeks!" He looked over Cole's face and asked him for symptoms, "are you feeling dizzy? Increased sensitivity to cold? Anemia?"
edited 31st Jan '17 5:28:41 PM by Skooter910
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
Web Spidus
Seiga was plenty surprised when I showed her that I played a mean game of Ping Pong. Her return was so sloppy, I hit the ball back with ease. To make sure she ain't gonna return it, I made sure my return came at a different angle. As always, I kept my eye on the ball. I ain't gonna lose track no matter what.
"Oh, okay, i-i'ts onna *urp* these days, alright, alright, fine." Rick waved off her explanation as he poured the scotch into his battered old flask, swished it around, and then chugged it back
Rick drummed his fingers on the table, looking bored. "So.... w-what's it like, workin' for a nebulously-defined omniversal god of *urp* t-the Star Trek higher-dimensional-life per-pe-PUUURGHsuasion? Do you get, like, I dunno, a, a, workman's comp thing? Is there like a union?"
"Oh, oh, wait. Your boss ever met a guy... w-what was his name, it was something - something like... Mordrax the... the... Mordrax the Something, I dunno. Omnscient multidimensional protrusion of, of matter *urp* from the eighteenth dimension. Made great *urp* made great nachos. Real *urp* real hoot at parties. Oh god those were good nachos. Hey, Rex!" he abruptly shouted, changing conversational tack and waving as the goggle-clad teenager wandered in, "how's my favorite cyborg hombre? Haven't seen ya aroundl ately. I mean, y-y'you missed a real fun day," he added, with more than a little venom in his tone as he cast a disparaging eye at the computer before chugging back another shot.
"Uh. Okay." Morty tapped his fingers together awkwardly and looked around. "I mean, uh, i-if you find him, you know, th-that'd be - I mean I know you're.. you're probably busy with something or other but- HEY!" Something brightly colored hurtled through the air and impacted Morty on the back of his head, dousing him with water. A red wagon containing a blonde six-year old and a giant tiger went speeding away.
"Aw jeez." Morty looked embarrassed and tried to wring out his soaking hair as inconspicuously as he could, which was not very. "I mean, uh... y-you got, like a towel or somethin'?"
edited 31st Jan '17 6:01:47 PM by Locoman
THE SLORG!
Anyone who had been listening to the anti-humans' channel up to this point would have been hearing the usual inconsequential chatter of them wondering what the day's deal was. That was until now, when suddenly Silanea's voice tore loudly into the channel.
"IT'S A COMPETITION AND I NEED TO WIN IT! EVERYONE READ THE LITTLE BOOKS AND THEN COME TO HQ AND LET ME BEAT YOU!" Silanea's voice yelled, fervently.
Somewhat in the background of her own walkie talkie, another voice was speaking up. No! No no! Do not follow that instruction!" Tuudol's voice said, getting suddenly louder as he seemed to walk over to Silanea and try to wrestle the walkie talkie from her.
"DON'T YOU DARE YOU B-" Silanea's voice was cut off by a sudden wet popping sound, and then their end went silent, leading to much confusion among the others on the channel.
"The ones you talked about yesterday?" Seirwuosuhr muttered, eying the sparkling figures in the glass. She clearly seemed in awe of how pretty they were, but not like she was particularly surprised or impressed in the sense of seeing something like this for the first time. She sat down cross legged, and waited to hear Jack's story.note
"Geez Thomas, killjoy much?" Louie said to the young wizard.
"I'm just trying to take this seriously. Of course we should try to wish for everyone to be set free if we win, but we shouldn't be surprised if that doesn't work" Thomas replied, frowning just a little.
"Alright, alright" Louie stated apologetically, raising his hands slightly, then looked to Ben. "Her name's Swishee, and yeah, she knows fly" he answered, then turned to Ace.
"Come on back Ace" Louie told Ace, recalling him with his pokeball before tossing Swishee's back out. After she appeared with the usual flash, he told her, "alright Swishee, get ready to use fly!" Then he turned to look at Thomas and Ben. "Alright, you take off and we'll-GLHFIIPH!" his sentence was cut off as Swishee abruptly hopped up behind him, opened her enormous bill, pointed down, and just kind of fell over Louie, her bill engulfing him like an open bag brought down upon a bottle.
Thomas' eyes went a little wide in alarm, but he didn't make a move just yet. After a bit of thumping and muffled yelling from Louie as Swishee settled back down onto her feet, she then opened her bill again and let Louie poke his head out. "Swishee! I told you not to do that!" Louie protested to her. Swishee let out a couple of honks that sounded suspiciously like a kind of laughing. "Oh hah hah, very funny" the young trainer muttered, then looked at Ben and Thomas to say, "I guess we're ready."
"... Perhaps I should ask the librarian for a flying broom" Thomas thought out loud.
Among the latest of Calvin's victims was a certain yelling woman with a snake body instead of legs; one that Hobbes should recognize from the previous day. The water balloon splashing over her from behind got her to stop her yelling with a sudden gasp, dropping the soaked and now-ruined walkie talkie to the ground.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THE BIG IDEA?!" Silanea screamed at them, turning around to look towards Calvin and Hobbes with an expression of fury.
Miss Tairee looked to Fate and Arf, raising an eyebrow with an expression of curious familiarity as she eyed Bardiche. "Very well. Ask away" Miss Tairee said, then motioned to the stand of pamphlets, "and do feel free to read a pamphlet if you haven't already."
As Rick spoke up and asked about her boss, Miss Tairee stared at him somewhat blankly. "I'm not yet at liberty to discuss that, mister Sanchez" Miss Tairee told him simply.
edited 31st Jan '17 6:09:41 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.
The girl and the dog introduced themselves as Fate Testarossa and Arf.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Rex" when Arf explained she was Fate's familiar it reminded Rex of another magical girl "No offense but last time I was here, there was a girl with a dragon. You have some competition in that department"
Rex decided to follow Fate inside the library. He dreaded having to deal with Tairee again but at this point there wasn't much he could do about it.
"Sup? Your boss has a sick sense of humor, did you know that?" Rick greeted him and sarcastically told him that he had missed a fun day. Whatever happened yesterday must have been pretty bad to affect the guy that usually rolled with things with a lot of alcohol "I was a bit busy being back home. You know, living my normal life and all. But that would probably be too boring, right Tairee?"
The challenge plaque talked about a blodless competition within everyone in the city with the winner earning the reward. Interesting. But the reward even more so.
"So, what does almost anything mean exactly?"
For the Horde!
Ben laughed as Swishee glomped her trainer, then he looked down at the Omnitrix. He grinned, and began to adjust his watch, turning it until Stinkfly was visible in the display. He then slammed his hand on the face of the watch. The area was bathed in green light, and soon Stinkfly stood where Ben was once standing. "All right, Thomas, hold on!" he exclaimed, flying up into the air, then picking up Thomas with his arms and lifting off, flying into the air while holding him. He looked back with one of his eyes, to see if Louie and Swishee were following them.
He looked down, seeing Sans and Caro standing in front of what looked like some kind of sporty grille. Stinkfly landed, gently put Thomas down, and waved. "Hey Sans! Hey Caro!" he greeted. "What have you guys been up to? Oh, Caro, this is Louie, he's a new member of the City Knights. Louie, this is Caro," he introduced the two. He pressed the button on his forehead and transformed himself back into human Ben. "Let's go in and get a bite to eat, all of us. What do you guys say?"
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.
Library ~ Strange Familiarity
I'll read the pamphlet, Arf stated to Fate.
Then her form started to shift. A few moments later, Arf had gone from a wolf to a young woman who could had been anywhere from her late teens to her early twenties. Her long straight hair was the color of her fur, and she kept her wolf ears, tail, and a small, downwards-facing fang that poked out of her mouth. She wore a white halter top and short grey shorts, fingerless gloves, and black slip-on shoes, alongside a cape that was similar to Fate's.
As soon as she was done changing, she picked up a pamphlet and started looking it over intently.
"We heard that we were 'kidnapped' by the person running this city," Fate explained while Arf was so occupied, "Back in our world we had an...." she hesitated briefly, "...important task assigned to us, and we wouldn't want to put it off any longer than we absolutely have to. Would it be possible to obtain an audience with this person to explain our situation?" She frowned. "From usage of the term 'kidnapped,' I'm assuming it's not going to be so simple."
The curious look Tairee gave Bardiche had not gone unnoticed. Come to think of it, she probably should had returned him to his standby mode, but it was too late for that now.
"And you also seem to be familiar with my Device."
"And while you're here," Arf said, looking up from her pamphlet at Rex, "What does there being a girl with a dragon in this city have to do with anything?"
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Then Yoshika's master said she knew all 'bout Ping Pong. She asked me if I wanted to play against her or Lucas first. Lucas said he ain't an expert and wanted me to play against her. Lucas also said that she could fly like Superman, so she ain't allowed to fly during our Ping Pong match.
I replied, “That rule sounds good to me, Lucas”
Yoshika asked if she could join in, but she don't know the rules like her master. So Yoshika was given a book to read while she waited. I hope that Yoshika can be a real good Ping Ponger when she's given the chance.
Since the master was fine with that arrangement, so I looked high and low for a Ping Pong table. Fortunately, I didn't have to look far since there was one nearby where the group was standin'. I asked, “Do you mind if I served first?”