LA7JOE: ~~Roll Call~~
LA7JOE: Joe Vaelen
JOESLAG: erz-1001
SlrMeteor: Phil Destione
Lost CindereIla: [ whoops i fergot kiddies. ]
KrackWeazel: Krack Weazel
Lost CindereIla: [ - dies laughing. - who the hell was I i keep forgeting
her name, i have to make a aim sn for her. ]
LA7JOE: ~~Prologue~~
LA7JOE: [[After taking a break in the city of Grandeur, the team now sits
around one of the rooms attempting to figure out where they will go next]]
LA7JOE: [[Since they have now learned many things from the Library of
Forgotten Thoughts, they must now figure out where they will head off to
next...]]
LA7JOE: ~~Begin SIM~~
LA7JOE: :::leans back in a large chair looking out the window:::
Lost CindereIla: [ Joe, damnit, I forget her name. ]
LA7JOE: ((ok))
LA7JOE: I'm really...full...
SlrMeteor: ::Yawns, leaning back:: Yeah
LA7JOE: Anyone have any ideas?
LA7JOE: I think we've wasted enough time...
SlrMeteor: We have to move?
KrackWeazel: no clue
LA7JOE: :::folds arms:::
LA7JOE: Well...
LA7JOE: ((brb one sec))
JOESLAG: ::Recharges self in water::
JOESLAG: ::Cackles:: Much better now
KrackWeazel: hmmm
KrackWeazel: I say we walk in a random direction
KrackWeazel: and see where it goes
JOESLAG: One leads to hell ::Cackles::
SlrMeteor: I say we go to the inn and get some sleep.
LA7JOE: ((We are in the Inn))
SlrMeteor: ((We're not in a room))
Lost CindereIla: [ where is whats her name? ]
JOESLAG: ::Taps phil:: How are you doing? ::Cackles::
SlrMeteor: Hmm? ::Smiles and nods:: I'm full! Tired though but good!
LA7JOE: ((Just pretend your there already, Lilly))
LA7JOE: :::Stands up:::
LA7JOE: ALright, let's go
LA7JOE: :::exits the Inn:::
LA7JOE: [[It's warm outside, the sky is clear now and the city is as crowded
as ever]]
Lost CindereIla: - She shifted and tilted her head and followed after him. A
small sigh as she was jolsted to the left by a burt man entering the inn
after her. -
JOESLAG: Which way shall we go? ::Cackles::
JOESLAG: I know one leads to hell! ::Cackles::
LA7JOE: We
KrackWeazel: ::walks outside and starts heading in the general way of South
LA7JOE: are not going to hell...
KrackWeazel: ::
LA7JOE: :::Follows after Weazel:::
KrackWeazel: see this fixes everythin
KrackWeazel: just walk
LA7JOE: :::Glances at the stores as they pass by:::
JOESLAG: ::Sonic Bombs by them:: :-D
LA7JOE: [[They are heading towards the city limits]]
LA7JOE: Hey Weazel, do you know where your going??
KrackWeazel: no
LA7JOE: Great...
KrackWeazel: what, it solved the problem did it not
JOESLAG: ::Brings up hologram map for Joe::
LA7JOE: :::Takes a look at it:::
LA7JOE: Does anyone have any suggestions??
JOESLAG: This shows us where we are at ::Cackles::
LA7JOE: How about you, Phil?
SlrMeteor: We can go to the Magic City...
LA7JOE: For?
SlrMeteor: Any other reason.
Lost CindereIla: - She shook her head. - i guess we could go to the magic
city.
SlrMeteor: I need to go there anyway. Issues to clear up.
LA7JOE: Where would my brother have gone...
LA7JOE: I gotta find him
SlrMeteor: You took Weazel to the lubrary in his request... I think you
should take me there.
LA7JOE: See exactly what's going on and all
SlrMeteor: *Snaps fingers* Ask the oracle.
LA7JOE: The who?
KrackWeazel: ::stops::
LA7JOE: :::Scratches head:::
SlrMeteor: The Oracle... They know everything.
LA7JOE: ANd where the hell may they be?
SlrMeteor: Where do you think, Genius?
JOESLAG: But they Might attack me Phil? ::Cackles::
SlrMeteor: Not unless you attack them.
LA7JOE: :::folds arms:::
SlrMeteor: ::Glares at Weazel:: Not unless you attack them.
LA7JOE: Everyone agree then, head to that magic city??
KrackWeazel: I don't care
JOESLAG: yes
LA7JOE: You don't care?
KrackWeazel: lets just go somewhere
LA7JOE: :::Looks at Weazel::: You ok??
KrackWeazel: standing around bad
JOESLAG: And maybe we can find info on your brother ::Cackle::
KrackWeazel: need exercise
LA7JOE: Let's go then...how do we...go?
KrackWeazel: must train for battles to come
KrackWeazel: ::wings expand::
SlrMeteor: We can fly... I'll be able to fly one person.
KrackWeazel: ::hovers off of air a little wings flapping::
SlrMeteor: ERZ can carry the other.
LA7JOE: :::nods:::
LA7JOE: Let's go then
Lost CindereIla: - Her nose wrinkled, arg flying, maybe she could just close
her eyes and she wouldn't think about heights. -
LA7JOE: :::Jumps on ERZ's back:::
SlrMeteor: ::Snaps his fingers causing a green circle to blast around
himself and uhmmm (Lilly?)::
JOESLAG: I can put you in cockpit?
JOESLAG: Bacl
JOESLAG: Well ready to go?
LA7JOE: Let's go
Lost CindereIla: ( sure )
JOESLAG: ::Goes off::
KrackWeazel: ::flies after ERZ::
LA7JOE: [[The team takes off, beginning the trip to the Magic City of Chos]]
JOESLAG: Wow nice place ::Cackles::
LA7JOE: :::holds on, looking down:::
SlrMeteor: I can't wait to get there! ::Has a big smile on:: You'll love
it!!
KrackWeazel: no I won't
SlrMeteor: Be nice to the Oracle though...
LA7JOE: :::nods to Phil:::
Lost CindereIla: - she raised a brow and just listened afraid to move she
hated flying, grrrr. -
JOESLAG: Hope there is no surprise waiting for us ::Cackles::
SlrMeteor: I've never really been to her... I heard she's creepy. She's
supposed to be blind, but her senses are far superior to those even of the
Naz-Gumi.
LA7JOE: Damn...and Edge is pretty crazy
LA7JOE: He smells...everything
SlrMeteor: She's can answer nearly any question... the future is perfectly
clear to her. SHe supposedly can hear almost anything and sense when
something's edging closer.
LA7JOE: Well, she's going to be a lot of help then
SlrMeteor: I hope so.
JOESLAG: Maybe have info on your brother to ::Cackles::
SlrMeteor: If he's alive in the world she can sense him.
LA7JOE: [[They begin to see Chos in the distance]]
LA7JOE: Almost there...
JOESLAG: Big place
SlrMeteor: Yeah!
LA7JOE: :::looks at Weazel:::
LA7JOE: You gonna be ok, in there?
KrackWeazel: I will be fine, its them that have problems with me
KrackWeazel: remember
JOESLAG: Don't attack them ::Cackles::
KrackWeazel: and nothin I can't handle
SlrMeteor: Don't be so sure. ::Lands::
KrackWeazel: Why does everyone think I will shoot one of the damn Mages
JOESLAG: ::Lands::
JOESLAG: Because you are you ::Cackles::
LA7JOE: :::jumps off ERZ:::
LA7JOE: Well, here it is
KrackWeazel: have I shot phill yet?
JOESLAG: Okay which way is the oracal Phil?
LA7JOE: [[The city is huge, a magical aura can be felt around it]]
KrackWeazel: ::lands::
SlrMeteor: ::Looks up at the large gates:: Please don't do anything
stupid... please... you WILL regret it... you DON'T want to wind up in
Wizard's Jail.
JOESLAG: No there just scared of your face
KrackWeazel: I AM NOT AN IDIOT!
LA7JOE: [[The City is of a orangish browish color, the buildings have an old
somewhat new look tothem very mystical]]
JOESLAG: Thats what they all say ::Cackles:: Before they do
LA7JOE: Can everyone just relax
JOESLAG: Okay Phil lead the way?
SlrMeteor: The Oracle is in the large building with a tall tower.
KrackWeazel: you may be bigger than me, but that just means more scrap metal
KrackWeazel: remember that ERZ
KrackWeazel: ::walks off on his own::
SlrMeteor: Follow me, Okay? ::Begins to walk off::
LA7JOE: :::Sighs:::
JOESLAG: I can wipe you out with one shot Weazel ::Follows Phil::
LA7JOE: :::cathces up to Phil:::
LA7JOE: So this Oracle, she'll be able to tell us a lot?
SlrMeteor: She knows almost everything.
LA7JOE: Are you sure she's not just some crazy old lady?
LA7JOE: [[THey enter the city of Chos]]
JOESLAG: Well maybe she might tell you more about your sword ::Cackles::
LA7JOE: [[The city is really beautiful on the inside]]
LA7JOE: [[Very quaint but still keeping an aura of power and mystery]]
LA7JOE: [[THere are many small buildings accompanied with very tall odd
shaped ones]]
LA7JOE: [[Around the streets the team can see all the mages, they are easy
to pick out]]
SlrMeteor: Look... ::Points to a large, tall, skinny tower in the distance::
JOESLAG: Is that where she is
LA7JOE: What's that?
SlrMeteor: It's her dwelling.
LA7JOE: :::Nods::: Let's get goign then
LA7JOE: [[They spot some mages lookign at Weazel and ERZ oddly]]
KrackWeazel: ::glares at a mage::
KrackWeazel: ::eye's flashing red::
JOESLAG: ::Waves at them::
SlrMeteor: ::Pats ERZ on the shoulder:: Don't mind them... I got worse looks
in Techino.
LA7JOE: [[They mumble something under their breath, way too low for Weazel
to hear]]
JOESLAG: So shall we fly there phil
SlrMeteor: No, lets walk... it's not far.
Lost CindereIla: - she just frowned and stared back at the ones who were
staring at them, small shrug. she was a white mage after all what was she
supposed to do? -
JOESLAG: Don't do anything harsh
LA7JOE: This place is wacky...
SlrMeteor: How is it... wacky?
LA7JOE: Its so big and odd...
LA7JOE: Look at the buildigns
SlrMeteor: I don't find it odd... Techino was odd.
KrackWeazel: one word explains it all
KrackWeazel: mages
JOESLAG: Wait until you see Techino
LA7JOE: They look like they're made out of mud bricks...
SlrMeteor: That's right. Mages. Far Superior to those of Techino... TRY
and break a brick Joe.
LA7JOE: All brown and stuff
JOESLAG: Would that cause a problem Phil
JOESLAG: if he trys to break a brick
KrackWeazel: Phil
LA7JOE: [[They grow closer to the tower]]
KrackWeazel: Shut up
SlrMeteor: Well usually they don't break... bot I suppose since his swords
is enchanted it could caise a problem.
LA7JOE: [[They see that Joe's sword is glowing a bit stronger than before]]
LA7JOE: We're almost there
LA7JOE: ::Doesn't make eye contact with any mages:::
SlrMeteor: SO nevermind. ::Is completely ignoring Weazel:: Come on, we have
to hurry! The Oracle awaits us! She knows we're here! ::Breaks off into a
run dragging Joe with him::
JOESLAG: ::Runs::
LA7JOE: He-HEY!
LA7JOE: :::starts running also:::
SlrMeteor: ::Laughs:: Come on, do n't be slow!
Lost CindereIla: [ aol. JERK! ]
Lost CindereIla: [ what happened? ]
LA7JOE: :::goes into a sprint:::
LA7JOE: ((We're almost at the tower thing))
LA7JOE: [[They finally reach the tower]]
LA7JOE: ALright, now what?
Lost CindereIla: [ ah ha ]
Lost CindereIla: - she just followed the rest of them. -
KrackWeazel: ::walks up behind joe::
SlrMeteor: ::Holds up his staff::
SlrMeteor: Just watch...
SlrMeteor: ::Taps the front door in three different spots::
KrackWeazel: ::yawns::
LA7JOE: :::folds arms:::
LA7JOE: :::Glances back at Tiziana:::
SlrMeteor: You have to get in a certain way... The Oracle is highly
protected.
LA7JOE: I see...
KrackWeazel: and yet a peon like you knows how to get in
KrackWeazel: nice
KrackWeazel: ::smirks::
SlrMeteor: She's guarded by POWERFUL mages as well... Don't do anything
dumb.
LA7JOE: Can we just go in already?
JOESLAG: Patience
KrackWeazel: why am I being treated like I am a moron
LA7JOE: [[The wind begins to pick up, a storm is brewing]]
KrackWeazel: I kicked your ass once boy, I will do it again
JOESLAG: You are
KrackWeazel: ((Afk))
Lost CindereIla: - She just shrugged at him, small smile, she had no idea
what was going on. -
SlrMeteor: Ofcourse I know how to get in. People respect me. Unlike you.
::Taps the door in the center of a triangle and opens::
LA7JOE: Easy everyone!!
LA7JOE: :::lightly grabs onto Tiziana wrist, pulling her up:::
LA7JOE: You seem distant
SlrMeteor: Come on... ::Walks in quietly::
JOESLAG: ::follows::
Lost CindereIla: - Pulled up she shrugged distant was what got her as far
as she got and living. She smiled lightly. - i guess it's just me.
LA7JOE: :::nods::: Let's go
KrackWeazel: ((back))
LA7JOE: :::walks in:::
KrackWeazel: ::follows behind the others, eye's now glowing a constant red::
LA7JOE: Now?
LA7JOE: :::follows Phil, making sure Tiziana stays close:::
LA7JOE: You said your a white mage right?
SlrMeteor: ::Motions to a large throne like object with a woman sitting on
it. Two torches burn on either side of her and two mages stand guard::
JOESLAG: Nice place
LA7JOE: :::Eyes turn to the woman:::
JOESLAG: ::Looks up::
LA7JOE: [[The old lady sits there, her hands up in the air]]
Lost CindereIla: - She nodded. - <vsw> i am. - Eyes were all for the lady
though, lips were licked as she watched. -
OnlineHost: *** You are in "Forsaken SIM". ***
LA7JOE: Phil...
LA7JOE: Now what do we do?
JOESLAG: Wait
SlrMeteor: ::Looks to Joe:: What's your question? you wish to find out
about your brother, Nick?
LA7JOE: Umm...
LA7JOE: :::Nods, walking up towards the Oracle:::
SlrMeteor: Just be calm and ask your question... there's nothing to fear.
LA7JOE: Oracle: Who has entered?
LA7JOE: Umm :::Looks back at Phil:::
SlrMeteor: ::nods:: Tell her.
LA7JOE: My name is Joe Vaelen
LA7JOE: And I
LA7JOE: O: You, yes your one of the people out of place
bmancarder: (You're*)
LA7JOE: O: :::Waves hands around::: You travel with Mages
Lost CindereIla: [ rofl. ]
LA7JOE: O: And...A Naz-Gumi as well
Lost CindereIla: [ - crawls into his lap and waits till she can rp again. -
]
LA7JOE: O: Even those who belong to the HIgh-Tech people, what a group
KrackWeazel: ::yawns lightly::
LA7JOE: Do you know where my brother is?
LA7JOE: O: :::laughs lightly:::
KrackWeazel: ::has a rather irritated look upon his face::
LA7JOE: :::Looks back at Phil, confused:::
SlrMeteor: ::is looking very serious:: Just wait.
LA7JOE: O: Nick Vaelen
LA7JOE: Yes...that's him
LA7JOE: O: I sense something perculiar coming from yoru sibling
LA7JOE: O: Something even stranger is coming from him then what I feel
coming from you
LA7JOE: What do you mean??
LA7JOE: O: It is uncertain, there is too much surrouding him for me to tell
but if you desire I know his locations
LA7JOE: Locations?
LA7JOE: O: :::laughs again:::
LA7JOE: :::Looks back to Phil, getting annoyed now:::
SlrMeteor: ::Glares:: Be patient, Joe.
LA7JOE: O: Technico, he is there
LA7JOE: Technico huh...
LA7JOE: Thank you
LA7JOE: :::Turns around:::
LA7JOE: O: No, you cannot leave yet
SlrMeteor: ::Steps up:: Oracle!
LA7JOE: Huh?
SlrMeteor: ::Jumps back quickly remaning silent::
LA7JOE: O: I must warn you, you MUST leave
KrackWeazel: ::folds arms across chest::
Lost CindereIla: [ - links her love to watch, he wun say much. - ]
LA7JOE: O: You do not belong here, and every second that you remain here you
tear at the very threads of our time
LA7JOE: Excuse me?
JOESLAG: Not good Phil
LA7JOE: O: You, your brother...you don't belong here you must leave
LA7JOE: I want to leave but I can't
LA7JOE: O: Every life you mix with will be effected from your appearance
forever
LA7JOE: O: This is all I can say...for now
LA7JOE: :::sighs, walking away:::
bmancarder: (affected*)
SlrMeteor: Oracle! ::Steps up:: I... have a question...
Lost CindereIla: [ - crawls into her babys lap. - ]
LA7JOE: O: Yes
Lost CindereIla: [<3 ]
SlrMeteor: J... Jocelyn... Where is she...?
Yalz: [ :Nuzzles and kisses: <3. ]
LA7JOE: O: Ah, Jocelyn yet another
LA7JOE: O: She is being influenced
LA7JOE: O: By a strong power, it leads her on the path of darkness
SlrMeteor: ::Nods:: I must make her realize... Do you know where she is?
LA7JOE: O: She will be your strongest foe, Phil
LA7JOE: O: I'm afraid, her magical abilties are blocking her location
SlrMeteor: ::nods:: But I must get to her before it is to late... is there
nothing more you can tell me?
LA7JOE: O: But beware, there is not many greater powers then those of a
Sorceress who can Summon
LA7JOE: O: Perhaps, one more thing
bmancarder: ::smirks:: hrrumph
SlrMeteor: What is that?
LA7JOE: O: There is a way to stray her from the darkness
SlrMeteor: Yes?
Lost CindereIla: - Shifts from one foot to the other, listening but not
really knowing the people, hell who the hell were they? -
LA7JOE: O: Ah, but this is something that must be figured out on its own
LA7JOE: O: An emotion, her heart has long forgotten
LA7JOE: O: I say, no more
Lost CindereIla: [ ha! the big O lady was like " no bitch you can't know! "
]
SlrMeteor: ::Sighs:: Thank you Oracle. ::Gives a slight bow and turns
walking out, not saying another word::
LA7JOE: O: Where is the Naz-Gumi
LA7JOE: O: Have him step up
bmancarder: ::steps forward:: Here am I, my lady
LA7JOE: O: You are one of the few I have desired to see
bmancarder: :;half bows::
LA7JOE: O: For your task, it has become a complicated one, has it not?
KrackWeazel: ::grinds teeth a little now::
bmancarder: Aye, my lady
Yalz: [ ha! the big joe kid is playing with himself! ]
Lost CindereIla: - Arms folded across her chest, still standinf there
watching. -
Lost CindereIla: [ - smacks davy. - shut up. ]
Yalz: [ grawr, harder baby, harder. :winks: ]
Lost CindereIla: [ he's doubling, you aren't supposed to talk. ]
LA7JOE: O: Edge
Yalz: [ Right. :grin: ]
LA7JOE: O: I believe you've seen your path, have you not?
bmancarder: ::nods:: That I have
LA7JOE: O: As I expected, but allow me to warn you
LA7JOE: O: Before you fateful battle lies one of possibly even great
consequences
LA7JOE: your*
bmancarder: Can you tell me more?
LA7JOE: O: Only this, the day will come and you will know it right before it
happens, perhaps a memory from your childhood will awaken the truth for you
LA7JOE: O: It is all, I can say
bmancarder: I understand
bmancarder: ::steps back::
LA7JOE: O: Ah yes, now
LA7JOE: O: Scott
LA7JOE: O: Step forward
KrackWeazel: ::walks up towards the oracle arms across chest eyes still
red::
LA7JOE: O: You are truly one who has suffered
KrackWeazel: ::nods::
LA7JOE: O: Once you ewre like the one who doesn't belong here
LA7JOE: O: Once you were 'normal'
LA7JOE: O: you remember your past now don't you?
KrackWeazel: yes
LA7JOE: O: May I ask you a question
KrackWeazel: you may
LA7JOE: O: Are you prepared for history, to repeat itself?
KrackWeazel: more prepaired then before
KrackWeazel: but still I am unsure
LA7JOE: O: Yes but remember that in certainty rests victory, be prepared and
be certain
LA7JOE: O: That is all, I can say
KrackWeazel: ::nods::
LA7JOE: Mage: That is enough, The Oracle needs her rest
LA7JOE: M: Plesae, if you desire come nback later
KrackWeazel: ::steps back, turns around and walks away::
LA7JOE: :::beginst o exit:::
LA7JOE: Let's go guys
JOESLAG: ::Follows::
SlrMeteor: ::Is waiting for them outside::
bmancarder: ::turns and follows the others::
LA7JOE: O: Please remember, you cannot stay here
Lost CindereIla: - A curt nod, turning on her heel she moved towards the
door, hands out of view in the oppisite big sleeves. -
LA7JOE: O: You will tear our time apart!
LA7JOE: :::walks faster, leaving the building:::
KrackWeazel: ::exits the building::
LA7JOE: Like its my fault damn it!!!
SlrMeteor: ::Spots Joe and the others coming out:: ...
LA7JOE: It's not my fault, I don't want to be here!!
LA7JOE: I didn't choose to be here!!
LA7JOE: But yet, I still have to have all this damn pressure on me
SlrMeteor: Joe... she didn't say it was your fault... She's just telling you
the consequences of being here. It is out of your control.
LA7JOE: How do you think that makes me feel??
bmancarder: Everything happens for a reason
SlrMeteor: Deal with it. A lot of things are out of our control! We're not
gods! Not everything works out perfect!!
JOESLAG: But we can change things
bmancarder: Perhaps its a good thing our time will rip apart
Lost CindereIla: Hell she didn't even say ANYTHING to me, so don't feel
bad... though i was kind of happy if she would have told me something rude or
mysterious i would have been pretty ticked. - she blinked, realizing she just
said all that gets
Lost CindereIla: really quite and falls to the back of the group. -
LA7JOE: :::Folds arms:::
LA7JOE: It's just frustrating
JOESLAG: Well we can always go back you know ::Cackles::
Lost CindereIla: Shut up.
KrackWeazel: ::wings unfold::
KrackWeazel: to Technico
SlrMeteor: ::Looks down, thinking about something:: ...
LA7JOE: Just wait a second
LA7JOE: :::Sits down on the dirt ground:::
KrackWeazel: ::sighs::
JOESLAG: If we were outside I would race ya
LA7JOE: Hey guys...
LA7JOE: Edge...you think this has all happened for a reason?
bmancarder: Everything happens for a reason
LA7JOE: Then what is this, fate?
bmancarder: You could call it that
LA7JOE: :::sighs:::
JOESLAG: Destiny
LA7JOE: I dont' know what to call it :::Stands up:::
LA7JOE: My brother's in Technico right...
SlrMeteor: Where your brother is... somebody else may be... Let is be
going...
LA7JOE: Yeah, your right
Lost CindereIla: - she wrinkled her nose but remained towards the back, a
small yawn, she peered around making sure there were no eves droppers.
Shoulders rolled as she sighed. -
LA7JOE: :::gets on ERZ's back:::
JOESLAG: ::Taps you one the shoulder:: I saw that
JOESLAG: Okay were to
LA7JOE: let's go
LA7JOE: To Technico
SlrMeteor: ::Creates the green circle::
KrackWeazel: Edge, need a lift?
bmancarder: Yeah, thanks Weazel
SlrMeteor: We don't have time to waste, come on...
KrackWeazel: ::floats up and grabs Edge underneath the arms::
JOESLAG: ::Starts to leave::
LA7JOE: :::looks at the ground as they lift off:::
KrackWeazel: ::follows behind ERZ::
JOESLAG: Want to go fast?
LA7JOE: Let's go fast
JOESLAG: ::Goes to Extreme warp::
LA7JOE: [[The team starts flyign towards Technico]]
LA7JOE: [[As they fly all they can think of is what they will discover in
the city which can possibly hold so many answers]]
SlrMeteor: ::Is unusually quiet for a change::
KrackWeazel: ((goin afk))
LA7JOE: [[They fly in silence now, knowing that soon answers may be
unlocked, but will it be the answers they desired or ones that will make
their journey even harder]]
LA7JOE: ~~End SIM~~