Forsaken Birth RP, Cross-Over ! Options

[Sparrowsmith]

Ice scoffed, he approached Cryto boldly and shook his head, "You think you know how we work." He began in his usual to-the-point tone, "And to an extent that is how we work, but there were two men. One of them carried a weapon of mass destruction, and the other one threatened to blow up Tokyo. Locked in a room, chased by police, and operating by our own codes while working alongside both of these men but not knowing exactly who they were, we brought them down. I don't mean to boast, but respect is deserved. I'm sure everyone here has done amazing things, but to say we're detectives is a tad of an understatement. We're more like if James Bond played minesweeper but with real mines."
He looked back to Track, "My friend here is the most dangerous enemy you could ever make, and the most loyal of allies."
Ice paused, scratching his head through the smiley mask, "You have heard of James Bond, haven't you? And Minesweeper? Communication is going to be hard..."

[Trickster]

((OOC: Damn, this is getting me back into the Track groove. ))

Track simply squinted his eyes at the man and yawned,
"Believe what you will. Ice here... He's a cold blooded killer when the action starts." Track glanced at Ice out of the corner of his eye. What kind of shit did we get up to? Mass destructive weapons? "Honestly I can't take too much credit for all of that; I'm happy with being known (or rather unknown) as the guy who executed a nuclear terrorist, saving Ice at the same time." Track looked down at his shoes. Boy do I regret doing that... Still, Track found Ice's description to be odd, yet... Correct in its own way. "Know that by not trusting us you have done one of two things; you've either saved your life... Or ended it. Nobody knows which you've done though, nor will they know. Not until the end when you either walk away unscathed, or don't walk away at all. Of course..." Track stopped rolling his chess piece and grinned. "The same could be said if you had chosen to trust us."

[Ryuga]

OOC: Man, I am sooooooooo late for this party.

IC:
"3... 7... 5... 6... 4... " chanted the clearly inebriated detective to the cow. "And that is how I... I caught that serial killer.
Jin took another swing out his bottle of whisky. He leaned to the side, and more a moment, it looked like he was going to fall down, but he grabbed hold of the fence to regain his balance. The alcohol did a number on his motor system. "Fuck..." he continued, occasionally puasing as he stumbled over his speech, ranting about something else.
Jin was interupted however at the sound of someone calling his name.
"There you are Mr. Jin," exclaimed a man Jin didn't recognize as he walked up to him. "Out here drinking and talking to the farm animals again huh? Just thought I'd tell you theres a meeting of people just like you over at the club right now."
"Is that your way of cheering me up?!" slurred Jin, as he attempted to make the movements to walk. "These cows are... are better company than.... than... anyone in this... this... dump!"
"Now, now," replied the other man in a rather patronizing way, as he began pushing Jin in the other direction. "You've been very patient with us Mr. Jin, and now you're going to get all the answers you're looking for."

It wasn't long before the roudy atmosphere of the club was interupted as the sound of the door slamming open echoed through the room. There at the entrance was Jin, of course, drinking out of his whisky bottle. He took a long gulp, and wiped his mouth with his hand before stumbbling over to the nearest unoccupied table he could find.
"Fuck, why does the nearest seat have to be all the way over in the fucking back?!"
Eventually, after what seemed like hours to him, Jin took a seat at the table next to the detective table, and planted his face into the hard, cold wood as if he had just passed out on the spot.

This post has been edited by Ryuga: Mar 18 2011, 09:20 AM

[Firefly]

Alaster and Kira

For the past few hours Alaster and Kira tried to gather information about where they were, but most of the people either weren't paying attention or just told them what they already knew. Weary, Alaster decided to reunite with Kira.

"Learn anything?" Kira was sitting against a wall, with new dual daggers strapped to the small of her back, she sighed, "No. Not at all." Alaster crossed his arms in frustration, "So that means we haven't really gotten anywhere."
"Well, from Cryto being here we know that some people here are in our situation, or at least one similar to it. Though, what he said about biting the dust is still confusing because we didn't die and I'm pretty sure he didn't either."
"Your effectiveness in pointing out the obvious is charming."
"Shut up. Whatever or whoever brought us here must've had a purpose in doing so."
"Or maybe it's just a mindless force of nature that gathers random people from every which way for no real reason."
"Regardless, I think we've gotten just about all we could gather from this place, we aren't going to get back if we just stay here. Let's get out of here."
Alaster nodded, and helped Kira up. "The front door's all the way up there, and I don't feel like walking." Alaster made elaborate gestures with his hand, "Vak Don!" Alaster shouted, his hands lit aflame and he shot a fireball into the wall, which disintegrated into several tiny pieces, taking a few people who were standing near it too. "Let's get out of here."

[FlyingWeaselMan]

OOC: Need to keep this going.

IC:
It seemed rather strange to Alex the way that Alaster and Kira were acting but it was a very probable theory that they had come from different timelines if they had come from the same world. Memories that would have been instilled at critical moments were no longer there and past experiences had now simply not happened yet. In some instances that sort of memory loss or however you wanted to put it could be fatal. Alex did not want that at all for the friends that he had come to know. At least Lucien was from a similar point in time that Alex had come from. He had to be grateful for having at least that much in this world where nothing makes sense, that people came from different worlds and times, that he was stuck in his character's body. It was probably safe to assume that he had the same abilities as his character as well considering he had the weapons he had acquired through playing the game. When Alaster and Kira left in a rather unpleasant manner Alex looked to the group, "I'm going after them," he sighed, "Someone needs to talk a little sense into them." With that he ran out after them.

Judging from the way they left Alaster was feeling powerful for once. He was able to use the skills his character had learned for himself and bring them into reality. If this was the case then maybe Alaster wasn't treating this as a reality they'd have to live in. He maybe even assumed that all the people around them were akin to NPC's and were disposable. No CC Corp. admins would be able to come and intervene in this case. No rules, no limits. Those two thoughts together could become dangerous. It might cause some to start and have a god complex when they are suddenly handed power when they had previously had none. He got to Alaster and said to him harsher than he had intended, "What are you doing? Do you think this is some kind of game? Do you feel that because you now have the abilities of your character that you can simply do anything you want? Huh!? Look I'm probably just as confused as you, but that gives you no right to go about destroying things simply because you can!"

[Omnial]

?????
"Why shouldn't he destroy it? I've heard a rumour that goes along the lines of 'kill everyone else to be freed from this world.'" A tall well dressed man with a white top hat approached Alex and Alaster, "Pardon the inturruption, I just haven't seen anyone just throw their powers around so lightly before." The man bowed slightly, "The name is Degoth, A pleasure to make your aquantances." He opened an eye and gazed deeply at the small group, "Would I be wrong to guess that you want answers about this world? Hmmmmmm?" His voice was rather calm, and he wore an eeiry smile after asking his question.



Lucian/Cryto
"James bond and minesweeper eh?" Cryto gazed at the smiling mask, not to much avail as it wouldn't give him any clues on weither he was bluffing or not. "No matter who I trust here, there is a high chance of life or death, But just because I don't trust you, doesn't mean I wont work with you." Lucian smirked and spoke distastfully, "If you are like bond, you should be the ones to find out what is going on here, and for what thats worth, it gives me hope." and then, like a change of person, he chuckled "Plus I'd rather die then look like hopeless like that guy." He pointed towards Jin, who was lying on his face motionless.

[Ryuga]

A faint chuckle could be heard a table away. No one could see anyone chuckle, but from the way Jin was moving, and the proximity of the noise, it was reasonable to assume he found something amusing about Crypto's comment.
"Rather die huh?" he remarked, as he slowly turned his face their direction, head still on the table. "Well, you've already accomplished your little goal there boy."

[Sparrowsmith]

Ice glared at the man, "Not everyone here is dead. That's simply impossible. It's hard to explain, but I would definitely know if I was dead... Definitely... It's not the kind of thing you forget"

[Ryuga]

"And brain injuries aren't the type of thing people remember. Soooooo what?" slurred Jin as he replied to the masked man. He attempted to sit up, but sluggishly fell back in his chair. "And you might wanna adjust your definition of impossible there pal. From where I'm from, it was 'impossible' to cause things to spontaneously combust, but here we are!"
Jin paused again, covering his mouth as to hide a silent burp before continuing. "But hey, Mister Smarty-pants. Proove me wrong. Care to give me a detailed summary on how you got to this dump?"

[Sparrowsmith]

Ice chuckled, "I'll give you my argument. Suppose that you could accurately set in motion your own death, say, by illness." he glanced at Track, smiling beneath his mask. "One day you wake up and you're told you've died, but you never remember being ill. Everyone else here could have died randomly, but my death should have been long and drawn out and absolutely unforgettable. I find it hard to believe I've forgotten several months or years of my life without changing appearance much." He explained concisely before stopping for breath, " How did I accurately set in motion my death? Maybe I'll let you know sometime. Maybe I have died, I just think it's unlikely."

[Milton Monday]

Aggie was getting frustrated. The bit about the fish hadn't been a common saying where she was from, and thinking about where she might have heard it just caused a name to pop into her head. "Douglas Adams", She kept murmuring it under her breath. She was fairly certain she didn't know anyone by that name. After a few minutes, she dismissed the thought. She already knew her mind was being tampered with, this was just concrete proof. Nobody, was in fact, doing anything, except for more arguing that seemed to go in circles. She decided she'd had enough.
"Urgh! I think that nice pyromaniac had the right idea. We're getting nowhere, very, very slowly," Aggie announced, rising to her feet. She began circling the table, her hands behind her back, "And, I'm bored. Look, we can theorize and philosophize and argue and swap insults until our faces turn blue, but until we actually know something, it's nothing but blind guesswork. You lot claim to be detectives, but detectives can't work without evidence, can they? Even I know that. The real evidence, the things we need to know to make sense of our situation..." Aggie pointed through the gaping hole in the wall, "...are out there, through that wall that guy just exploded. If our host hasn't got the common decency to show up and lie to us, we'll just have to see what's going on for ourselves. Using our eyes and ears..." she stopped in front of Ice, "You have got eyes and ears under that silly thing, haven't you? Being out there, and using our eyes and ears, and gathering information, is going to be a whole lot more use then dwelling on whether or not we're dead. That's not even important at the moment. I'm going out."
Aggie went forward, towards the large hole in the wall, and peeked her head out. The weather seemed pleasant, she had been too preoccupied with drowning and being confused to notice before, "Nice day out there," She took a few steps outside, then poked her head back in, "I don't suppose any of you'd care to join me?" She flashed an impish grin, "C'mon, we're already 'dead'. What's the worst that could happen?"

[Ryuga]

Jin laughed at the masked man's response. "Really? That's all you've got? Absence of events that should have happened when you died?" Jin paused, to let his laughter settle before continuing. "Don't you know. Absence of evidence isn't evidence of absence. For all we know, you may be suffering from amnesia.."
Jin was ready to take another swing from his bottle of booze when the one called Aggie spoke up. The outburst cause Jin to let go of his bottle, which shattered into a million pieces on the floor.
"Detectives can't work without evidence, can they?"
Those words were enough to stir something in Jin, evident when he stood up.
"Don't act so high and mighty. Normal logic don't apply here. What makes you think we can even trust our eyes and ears huh? Here's a news flash for ya, theres a little thing called standard of evidence. And that standard was crumpled up and tossed aside the minute we stepped foot in this god forsaken place. Until we can make heads or tales of this place, any 'evidence' is meaningless. Which is exactly why..." Jin paused, stumbling as he walked forward. "I'm coming with..."

[Firefly]

Alaster and Kira

Kira stared into the hole, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She whispered to him, Alaster just smirked, "I wanted to see if I could. Apparently I can." Kira shakily brushed hair out of her eyes, "Okay... fine, let's just go." Before they could leave, however, Alex interrupted them, spouting something at them angrily, Kira looked at him sympathetically and was about to make an excuse, but Alaster stepped in, "Confused? Me? HA! Yeah, I don't know what's going on here but I hardly care at this point. Here, right now, me and Kira have power. No CC Corp or Ovan to stand in our way or use us, we're not struggling to make a good living, no goodie two shoes always trying to stop us. Here the only thing standing between us and a throne on top of Mount fuckin' Olympus are a couple of those goodie two shoes whose powers don't even work!" Alaster's hand erupted with AIDA, "I'm getting kind of tired of you, Alex." Alaster raised his hand, "Let's see what AIDA can do to a real person!" Kira motioned to stop him, but before she could they were interrupted by the well dressed man who introduced himself as Dagoth.

The AIDA dissipated from Alaster's hand, "I don't need yo-" Kira cut him off this time, "Any answers you might have would be appreciated, umm, Mr. Dagoth."

[Sparrowsmith]

Ice was hesitant, but corrected the man all the same, "I'm not saying I didn't die, I'm saying there isn't any evidence to say I have. For me to be dead I have to assume at least three things, but just somehow being brought here requires me to only assume one. I really don't think there's any motivating evidence to believe we're dead, some of us maybe, but not all. As for the people who've brought us here, they're clearly incredibly powerful - we'd be wise not to spite them." he argued, "However, strength in numbers outweighs any original hypothesis, so if most of you are leaving then I'll be leaving too."

Damien leaped over to Aggie, "Might as well keep the team together, right?" he laughed eagerly.

[Nicsp]

Oliver hurried up after Damien and Aggie. "Hey hey, don't forget about me, you two aren't getting all the fun for yourselves." He said while chuckling some. Just then he noticed he felt a little bit heavier than normal, as he turned around, he saw Nayiana holding tightly to his wing. She stretched out her hand with a wave and started. "Nyaahh! I'm going with you guys too, standing around here arguing ain't gonna take us nowhere!" Oliver stared at her, annoyed. "Get off my wing."

Annita followed shortly after, moving slowly towards them, her footsteps not making even the slightest sound. "I shall accompany you as well, i have an important mission that i must complete in order to return to my own world so..." Yes and then hopefully we'll find some action. "My blade is at your service." Annita gave a slightly formal bow.

This post has been edited by Nicsp: Mar 19 2011, 05:29 AM

[FlyingWeaselMan]

Alex went on his guard and drew his daggers getting ready for a fight. He wasn't going to enjoy this. A friend turned enemy was never something he wanted. A tragedy, that is what it was. Alaster had become infected with AIDA and now posed a threat to everyone around him, even Kira. He doubted that Alaster would hurt her, but when AIDA was involved one could never be to certain. "Alaster, think what you are doing! Think of what you are saying! CC Corp. and the 'goodie-two-shoes' as you call them only fought the corruption that you now represent. Think for a moment. Are the lives of others something that you can toy with. What gives you that right?" Alex was preparing to do whatever it took to disable Alaster and remove the AIDA. It was getting to his head and causing him to act abnormally. Before anything could get out of control a lone figure approached them and introduced himself to them.

He gave a glare towards Alaster and lowered his guard slowly and turned towards the man. Since he introduced himself to them Alex gave him the same courtesy, "My name is Alex. Do you really have the answers we seek. This new world is confusing me to no end. I have woken up in the body of a character from a game that I played in my world and to top it off we have the powers that our characters had gained. Can you tell us why?"

This post has been edited by FlyingWeaselMan: Mar 19 2011, 09:09 AM

[Trickster]

Track scoffed at the argument between Ice and the other man.
"Who says any of us are dead? Maybe this is a dream. Maybe we have false memories in our heads to make us think we're dead... Maybe I wasn't killed after spontaneously contracting malaria in a Japanese airport, but this place wants me to believe I did! There has to be a catch. Life is a catch! We oughta catch it while we can. Unless we are dead, in which case... Death is a catch." Track hoped to break the ice with his random spurting of nonsense; for surely they had better things to be doing.

Like finding a way out of this afterlife/fakelife/beforelife/voidlife.

[Sparrowsmith]

Ice laughed, "Yeah, let's say that none of that happened." he coughed uneasily, "Alright, I'll head out. Popular vote wins me over, I go with the weaponry." He stopped and stared wide eyed at the gang, "Yeah, you're weaponry. Don't deny it, you have enough steel on you to melt down and make into a statue of me telling you all that you're deadly."
sounded better in my head
he strolled over to the gang, Damien nodded to him and flashed a knife with a small chuckle.

[Omnial]

Dagoth

"The young man is right though, you don't need me. But it would be faster to have a direction then to wander aimlessly wouldn't it?" THe man moved his hand and multiple black bubble like objects surrounded it, "Such a unique gathering, for such a childish reason..." He muttered and waved his hand, which caused the aida to vanish, "Like rats in a maze, Yet you haven't smelt the cheese yet." He looked at Alex, "You are the way you are because that is the best you. Could you fight when you were not a game character? And how much of YOU did you push onto said character? Who was the real act? the game or the man?" Dagoth chuckled, "Why don't you go and find the first person of this world? I'm sure they would pick up on the smell by now."



Cryto

"So we all go. But where to?" Cryto was following the group.

[Ryuga]

"Isn't it obvious?" mummbled Jin as he replyed to Crypto's comment. He struggled to keep up with the group. Why the heck was the world tilted to one side? "We follow the road until the next town. Maybe someone there will have the decency to tell us what is going on here. I'm gonna be frickin pissed if there isn't, but it's leagues better than wandering off in a random direction."