John never took his eyes off of the random jumping. "Work with you? I have no idea who...or what you are underneath that mask. I see no reason to assist you." He replied with a sneer.
Posted 02 April 2013 - 03:29 AM
"So be it boy. I've added this all up. Before this is over, you'll need me."
Slade reached for his promethium knife and realized it was missing. He didn't let on to the others that something was missing from him. Pulling his sword, he placed the blade tip on the ground and stood by with his hands on the hilt.
Posted 02 April 2013 - 09:08 AM
Once his creation was done, he smirked once again. That caught their eyes, I'm sure. He turned to the woman. "What the hell is going on here?" He demanded to know...just as the dragon formed of pure flame right behind him let loose a fiery blast straight up...which faded before it hit the roof.
Posted 02 April 2013 - 09:24 AM
Without warning, there was a massive explosive sound from far off. The entire building rumbled violently. The bystanders clamored for footing, some tripping over themselves. The rumble slowly came to a cease for a few minutes and then was followed by the substantial sounds of…war. Blaster fire to the knowing ear, followed by screams of command. The clamors of huge doorways opening preluded the organized stomping's of troop formations. There was strumming and the twangs of arrows. Loud mechanic sounds and the booms and reverberations of massive engines. All of this was intermingled with the quick sounds of the dying: excessive dying. The sounds seemed unlikely in such an archaic location, but they were definite to those that had heard such commotions before.
Another emissary rushes into the room and speaks to Elrond. As soon as he is there, he is gone. Elrond’s face turns a grim. “We must end this farce Gandalf, there is no time. Pick who you need and send them forth now! The Enemy is upon us.”
Abruptly, Gandalf made his way to the center of the hall. The cloaking spell upon him and his companions immediately shed. As he strode forward his size seemingly doubled, likewise the room grew terribly dark. With a quick thrust of his staff, he spoke in a booming voice, “Enough!”
Posted 02 April 2013 - 11:27 AM
"Looks like we'll have to put our match on hold," the Lion says to the crazed mexican wrestler. "Who are you and why are we here?" he asks the old man who had suddenly appeared among the bickering occupants of the hall.
Edit: I changed the sentence that asks why he brought us here. That was unintentional meta-gaming on my part.
All the guy said was enough! Lion automatically assumes he's the guy that brought them there!? Geesh. Ha! - GM Edit
Posted 02 April 2013 - 12:01 PM
Slag's little scene appears to be either very difficult, or a very well performed mime.
"Slippery little... hold still... Wait, I've almost got him in a chokehold... go to sleep little weirdo, got to sleep..."
While Slag was busy with that, The Broker calmly listened to the bearded wizard.
Posted 02 April 2013 - 12:30 PM
Catatonia took a step from the wall she was leaning on as the bearded man stepped forward and began to speak. So many things were happening she wasn't sure what to expect. She listened carefully, ready to speak up when it became opportune.
Posted 02 April 2013 - 12:33 PM
Almost immediately after the room went dark, John attempted to light the room back up. Regardless of whether it works, he turned to the strange old man and frowned. "Who the heck are you?"
Posted 02 April 2013 - 12:53 PM
Jennifer started to get annoyed and angry at the situation as she looked at the old man. Before she could lash out in anger and lose her temper at the chaos around them the wizard some how showed off his power by stopping everything that was going on. Jennifer bubbled with anger as she tried to keep her temper in check.
" Who the f**k are you old man?! Enough I want answers!"
Posted 02 April 2013 - 03:06 PM
Zach was focused on Slag's invisible wrestling when it sounded like apocalypse was starting outside.
"The hell is that racvket?" he snarks, though that was to overtake the gut-wrenching feeling he had. Someone was using the big guns on somebody else and they might be next. He readies himself to go into action.
<Perhaps we should morph now?> Cryo suggests, though Zach declines. He does mentally admit that whatever was outside needed more than icicles to beat but everyone was on-edge as it was. Needless to say that when the room dimmed, he feared the worse and was ready to counter-attack. As Gandal makes his presence known rather abruptly, Zach finds the ice dagger poised to throw at the newcomer. Luckily he hadn't fired the thing off....yet, but unless he got less threatening the idea was swimming around in the young heroes head.
"Erm....enough of what?" he asks after the others ask more colorful responses. Zach realizes that was a stupid question, but it was more dignified than 'So, stop wrestling with the invisible midget?'
Posted 02 April 2013 - 05:37 PM
"Judging by the racket, we are all in imminent danger."
Bringing his sword up he held it in one hand and pointed the tip towards the wizard.
"Wizard! Explain yourself and tell us what is happening."
Posted 02 April 2013 - 07:32 PM
“Greetings travelers, I am Gandalf the White of Middle Earth. You must forgive me for not being forthright about your appearances in this strange place. Nonetheless, drastic measures had to be taken to insure the continuation of existence as we know it.” Their mouths dropped at the words. Gandalf’s face went sour with despair.
“Oh yes, you heard correctly. Do you hear the sounds of war beyond those walls? That… is a reality falling, my reality, and my world. That… is why you are here.”
“Bulls!!t.” Pyro called from a distance. “Is that why you have your little invisible thief robbing us blind?” He ignites his hands and steps fiercely towards the Hobbit. The flames jump through the air and coil around the Hobbit like a snake.
Gandalf returned a stern glare at the mutant, “There isn’t time for these games.” He turns his head towards the woman choking Mr. Baggins. “Could you please unhand my friend, Mr. Baggins?” She backs up slowly, but still holds the Hobbit firmly. Bilbo tries to protest, but coughs instead. “Fate brought you here, but it was up to me to determine your worthiness for this effort. Mr. Bilbo was only following directions to help me discern your characters for this mission.”
“…and what makes you think we’ll join you on some mission”
This interjection was followed with another round of uproar and objections towards the wizard.
“Who cares what happens to your world.”
“Take us home.”
“This is crazy!”
“You were brought here under the power of the Key of Khazan… or at least under a portion of its power.” Gandalf said speaking over the crowd. “With this crystal shard…” He points to a stone placed at the tip of his staff, “a man can traverse any realm in existence; within limits. This shard is what the Enemy desires.”
“Then use it to take us home.” A voice shouts. Suddenly, the room shakes and massive eruptions occur outside. Statues fall and decorations crash upon the floor. Screams of anguish encroach on the Hall. Gandalf rushes to finish, “This shard was once owned by another wizard in a realm known as Khazan Prime, the Nexus of all Reality. With this jewel in Khazan Prime, a person could hold all of space and time at his whim.”
Gandalf’s face became grim. “That was until the enemy arrived with an unimaginable force. Khazan Prime is old, very old. Once it was a place of great power and heroes, but at the time of its destruction, it was a mere shadow of its former self. It is unknown how the Enemy came to Khazan Prime, but once there he happened upon the Wizard in Foxtail Park. The wizard was the keeper of the Key.” Another explosion boomed at what seemed to be the front door. “The owner of the gem has been captured by an unknown evil who seeks to gain power over all there is. From Khazan Prime he uses reserved energy from the Key to traverse through portals and terrorize all realities. Before my counterpart could be captured, he scattered this gem across infinity and bequeathed the shards to someone he felt he could trust. I am that individual.”
“So what do you want from us.” Batman said softly from a dark corner.
“As we speak, most of your worlds are destroyed or are being destroyed. I need a covert team to work against the Enemy to send these shards...” with those words, he shattered crystal into several smallish fragments. “To others of the ability to wield it.”
“Why can’t these powerful friends of yours work together?”
“Why does it need to be in pieces?”
“The Enemy is torturing the original owner. He has gained information of my whereabouts has come. My world has come to…its end.” Gandalf’s face becomes glum. “The Enemy is not aware of your existence. He will not suspect the splitting of the shard. We must get the Key to the others and hide them away across reality.”
“Bah, this is your war old man. I want to go home.” Someone said.
“At this point…” Gandalf proclaimed, “You have a simple choice.” He raised his hand and unbeknownst to those in attendance, the portals sprung forth once again. With that, he wraps the shard in papers that have the name of the persons you need to encounter on them. “You may take these shards and perhaps stem the tide of the end of all existence or you may return to your homes which may or may not be destroyed, but will most certainly be destroyed if you do not act.”
Okay guys, you have three choices:
- Go home!
- Take a portion of the Key and enter one of three portals.
If you choose the portals, you have six choices:
- The Mirror
- The Fountain
- The Shadowy corner
- The Misty corner
- The Window
- The Crack in the Floor
There are six shards, so one of you will get the shard, and whoever else chooses to go on the missions will follow that person. You’ll have to decide who gets the shards yourself. If one of you want to take a shard and run off into a portal, that’s up to you too. I will tell you the names on the paper once you choose.
Posted 02 April 2013 - 08:03 PM
"I suggest a drawing to choose who holds onto the shard. No one in this gathering is going to vote for anyone but himself." Shifting through his pockets, Lion pulls out some twenty dollar bills and rips them in half. "Does anyone have a pen?"
Posted 02 April 2013 - 08:05 PM
"Why in the hell would you ruin sweet, sweet money. You could buy like 20 tacos with that man. Or 10 tacos and a cheap bottle of tequilla! I'm kicking you ass when this is over kitty cat!" Deadpool cries to Lion
"I told you I smelled wizardy! People are dying, mad man destroying reality, and all that good shit. You need me to kill someone holding a shiny object, you're a wizard who is friends with a midget, you surely have some gold to give me. Give me a shiny object! I'm taking the window!" Deadpool screams in excitement
You literally have no idea what's going on or even you're going to get paid. You do realize this is something nice, right?
"Hell yeah it's nice and maybe will get me laid! Get the shiny object, save the world, and then comes money and bitches. How are you in my head and not know these things?" Deadpool shrugs
You taking anyone with you?
"Sweet tits? If not sweet tits, then I don't want anyone. Dracula chick scares me too much to try and impress. Alright sweet tits, you coming with me?" Deadpool asks Karen
Posted 02 April 2013 - 08:07 PM
Batman almost (almost) laughed at the lion man's suggestion. "I don't know any of you, and further I don't trust any of you. And if any of you resort to a drawing, then you're damn fools. I'll take one of the shards to the Shadowy Corner." He then took the shard and began walking towards the portal.
Posted 02 April 2013 - 08:29 PM
"I'll also take a shard, to the fountain."
Posted 02 April 2013 - 10:57 PM
Jennifer listened to the wizard as she grew with excitement and a evil grin came on her face. Before all the shards were taken she ran and snatched a shard then jumped through the portal where there was a crack in the floor. As she did Jennifer laughed and uttered a last line.
" Lets see who has the stones to follow me. HA HA! "
Posted 02 April 2013 - 11:07 PM
Zach listens well to the wizard. "Ok...." he grunts as the fact that the state of the world was in jeapordy. Of course he was in otherwise he oughta turn in his SLJ badge. Now before he could wonder why a higherup wasn't picked he decided that there was probably a pattern to what each portal meant. Zach wasa go-getter, that's exactly what got him where he is, but he wanted to think carefully on this one.
<Hmm, the window may mean air.....I am not aware any of us can fly.> Cryodon pitches in. Zach frowns, though it made sense. Not like any of his options sounded better. Mist might be a place hard to see, the foundain could lead to the middle of the ocean, hell the crack on the floor could go straight ot the center of the earth...
"Boy I really suck with riddles." he mutters aloud, meant for cryo but clearly audible to others. He definitely didn't wanna go solo however. As he thought his eyes drifted over to deadpool. Now the woman was probably not goin to take Deadpool on his offer, but hey it was a start if even one of em agreed. He creeps over to the two as Cryo does his best to profile them.
"Hey uh....wanna group up? Got a feeling that might come in handy....thinking the mirror might just be a psychological trip rather than anything physical...assuming the portals have any meaning. I overthink things sometimes..." he mutters before greeting them calling himself Mr. mammoth through his hoodie and sunglasses. Admittadely his costume didn't really have a mammoth motif....
Posted 02 April 2013 - 11:11 PM
He glanced at him for a second, broke into a smirk and then chuckled. "Hey, batboy. Know that I don't play well with others. Not that I care what happens to you, just don't get in my way and I won't have to incinerate ya." John said, arms crossed as they headed towards the portal.
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