LA7JOE: ~~Roll Call~~

LA7JOE: Joe Vaelen

bmancarder: Edge Damon

SaylaMassArtesia: Amuro Ray

SlrMeteor: Phil Destione

LA7JOE: ~~Prologue~~

LA7JOE: [[The team has found themselves in the town of Margel]]

LA7JOE: [[The rain still pours down heavily, as morning is slowly creeping

up on them]]

LA7JOE: [[Joe is still fast asleep in his room, whle Phil has just woken up

and Edge roams the town]]

LA7JOE: ~~Begin SIM~~

bmancarder: ::looks up at the rain pouring down on him::

SlrMeteor: ::Sits on his bed, or what remains, and stretches:: *YAWN* What

time is it? We should be going soon!

LA7JOE: :::rolls over, still sleeping:::

LA7JOE: [[Phil slowly makes his way out of the inn as he spots Edge]]

bmancarder: ::lowers his face and smells the air again, searching for that

one scent::

SlrMeteor: ::Walks next to Edge and observes the rain:: Good Morning.

bmancarder: ::turns his head:: Morning

SlrMeteor: Watcha lookin' at?

bmancarder: The sky

SlrMeteor: It's gray.

bmancarder: Indeed

bmancarder: The rain always brings out strange emotions

LA7JOE: [[They see a lightning bolt crackle down]]

SlrMeteor: ::Grins:: Lightstorms are the best.

bmancarder: They are amazing

bmancarder: I have some more buisness to take care of. You should get Joe

and eat breakfast

LA7JOE: [[The wind blows a bit, the breeze becoming warmer]]

SlrMeteor: Hmm..

SlrMeteor: I guess... But let Joe sleep

bmancarder: I will meet you at the tavern

LA7JOE: [[Phil heads off towards the inn to wake Joe up while Edge goes to

attendt to his business]]

bmancarder: ::nods::

SlrMeteor: ((Allrite then...))

SlrMeteor: ::Quietly enters Joe's room::

LA7JOE: :::Still sleeping:::

bmancarder: ::walks around the town, still searching for that one scent::

bmancarder: (Cast a water spell on him to wake him heh)

SlrMeteor: *Ahem* Thundah Bang!! ::A loud burst echoes trhough Joe's room,

as if a Thunderstorm was occuring inside his very room::

SlrMeteor: ::Heavy rains then begin to pour down on him::

LA7JOE: AHHHHH!!!

LA7JOE: :::jumps out of bed:::

SlrMeteor: Good Morning. ::Smiles::

LA7JOE: HEY!!!!!1

LA7JOE: You bastard...

LA7JOE: :::Shakes head:::

SlrMeteor: We've got to get going.

LA7JOE: Tht was WRONG...so WRONG!

SlrMeteor: Edge is waiting for us at the Tavern... oh and I suggest you dry

off..

LA7JOE: Dry off?

SlrMeteor: Or change your clothes... you're beginning to smell.

bmancarder: Ah....there it is.....::inhales the scent and tracks it down::

LA7JOE: damn you

LA7JOE: Get outta here, i'll be right out

LA7JOE: :::Sits up:::

SlrMeteor: Why? I'll wait for you. Hurry up though, I want breakfast.

LA7JOE: You want me to change infront of you

LA7JOE: -_-

SlrMeteor: Hmm

SlrMeteor: I guess your right

SlrMeteor: May go blind if I have to watch you do that... I'll meet you

outside

SlrMeteor: ::Walks out::

LA7JOE: ...

LA7JOE: ((brb one min))

bmancarder: ((another phone call))

SaylaMassArtesia: 9(dang right it is)

SlrMeteor: ((Heh heh))

SaylaMassArtesia: ((hehehe))

LA7JOE: ((bak))

LA7JOE: ((you were wrong!!))

LA7JOE: ((I was getting off the phone GWHAHAHAHAHA))

bmancarder: (SIM! You bastard!)

LA7JOE: ((:-D))

LA7JOE: :::gets out of bed:::

LA7JOE: Time to get dressed...wooha

LA7JOE: ~~Over to Jase~~

LA7JOE: [[Jase, starts to head towards the tavern]]

bmancarder: ~~Phil*~~

SlrMeteor: ((yeah.. I was wondering...))

LA7JOE: ((gah...))

LA7JOE: ~~Over to Edge~~

bmancarder: (lol)

LA7JOE: [[Edge walks up to a small house]]

bmancarder: ::knocks on the door::

LA7JOE: [[The two opens up, but no one answers]]

bmancarder: (What?)

LA7JOE: ((Door!!))

bmancarder: (The two?)

bmancarder: (oh!)

LA7JOE: ((GAH!!!!))

bmancarder: ::pushes open the door and walks in:: Hello?

LA7JOE: [[Edge spots a man, sitting by a table]]

bmancarder: ::sniffs the air:: Are you my contact?

LA7JOE: Man: Edge Damon?

bmancarder: Aye

LA7JOE: M: Come in please

bmancarder: ::walks closer to the man, being already in the house::

LA7JOE: M: So you've made it this far

LA7JOE: M: Any...trouble yet?

bmancarder: No, none

LA7JOE: M: :::remains silent:::

LA7JOE: M: :::Motions for him to sit:::

bmancarder: ::shrugs and sits::

LA7JOE: M: Your sword please

bmancarder: ::darws the Blade, spins it once and hands it over, hilt first::

LA7JOE: :::takes it and examines it:::

LA7JOE: M:*

LA7JOE: M: I see, so you've received one

bmancarder: Aye

LA7JOE: M: Excellent, please hold theb lade

bmancarder: ::takes it by the hilt::

LA7JOE: M: :::takes out a glowing blue gem:::

LA7JOE: M: Hold it tightly

bmancarder: ::nods::

LA7JOE: M: :::places the gem into the sword:::

LA7JOE: [[The sword begisnt o spark again, this time a blue aura around it]]

LA7JOE: [[It jolts, and shocks Edge as well]]

bmancarder: ::grunts quietly::

LA7JOE: [[It jolts more and more till it finally stops]]

LA7JOE: M: It is done

bmancarder: ::shakes his head a bit to clear it::

LA7JOE: M: Go now Edge, your journey awaits you

bmancarder: Where do I travel to next?

LA7JOE: M: :::smiles::: Afraid this time, I don't have that answer

LA7JOE: M: It will come to you

bmancarder: ::nods:: My thanks

LA7JOE: M: :::smiles again::: Remember where your path ends young Edge

bmancarder: Fare travels ::stands::

LA7JOE: [[Edge starts to walk out]]

LA7JOE: M: It ends with Gallu

bmancarder: Aye

LA7JOE: [[He says nothing and exits]]

LA7JOE: ((Gah))

LA7JOE: ~~Over to Joe~~

LA7JOE: ::all dressed now:::

LA7JOE: Woohoo...

bmancarder: (lol)

LA7JOE: :::palces sword on back and exits the room::: That was some good

sleepin

LA7JOE: :::walks out of hte inn:::

LA7JOE: Shit...still raining a little

bmancarder: (puss)

LA7JOE: :::walks to the tavern and enters, spotting Phil:::

LA7JOE: ((You are what you eat))

LA7JOE: ((:-D))

bmancarder: (So thats why I'm such a dick)

LA7JOE: ((...))

SlrMeteor: ::turns:: Joe! Took ya long enough.

LA7JOE: Yo!

LA7JOE: :::runs over to Phil and sits down:::

LA7JOE: So what are we eatin?

SlrMeteor: bREAKFAST.

LA7JOE: [[Edge enters the tavern]]

LA7JOE: Alright, hand it over!

LA7JOE: :::Rubs hands together::: I'm starvin

bmancarder: ::walks over to the other two::

SlrMeteor: Hand it over...? Pay the man and he'll hand it over.

LA7JOE: I HAVE NO MONEY!!

SlrMeteor: Then... you have no breakfast.

SlrMeteor: ::Smirks::

bmancarder: Friend Weazel gave me enough to cover breakfast

LA7JOE: THank you!

bmancarder: Do not thank me

LA7JOE: :::nods to Edge then glares at Phil mouthing the word "asshole":::

bmancarder: Of course, it was just enough for two so that means Joe must not

eat as much

LA7JOE: -_-

LA7JOE: [[The man comes over as they order, he then leaves]]

bmancarder: ::flashes a grin as he pays::

LA7JOE: :::feels the sword glowing, a warm feeling on his back:::

LA7JOE: so guys, where aer we heading too?

bmancarder: ::fingers the new jewel on his sword:: I am unsure

LA7JOE: :::looks at his sword::: You got another?

bmancarder: ::nods a little::

LA7JOE: What do they do?

bmancarder: Enhance me

LA7JOE: Enhance you?

SlrMeteor: Obviously.

bmancarder: I'm not sure what the new one does

LA7JOE: I see...

bmancarder: The other one made me a little....stronger

LA7JOE: [[The food is served]]

LA7JOE: :::Starts eating:::

LA7JOE: STronger huh

bmancarder: Ah, it looks good

bmancarder: ::nods::

LA7JOE: Ya seem pretty damn strong already

bmancarder: I must become stronger

bmancarder: ::starts to eat a little::

LA7JOE: To fight Gallu...right?

bmancarder: ::nods:: Aye

LA7JOE: I see

SlrMeteor: I don't see...

SlrMeteor: Why you want to fight him.

SlrMeteor: You won't win.

bmancarder: I must fight him

bmancarder: I am the third son of the Naz-lycan

bmancarder: It is my destiny

LA7JOE: Why are you so damn negative?

bmancarder: If I do not win, the Naz-gumi will die

bmancarder: That must not happen

LA7JOE: It doesn't matter anyways :::Clenches fists::: I'll help you fight

him!

bmancarder: ::nods:: I know you will

LA7JOE: And...and...we'll win, I just know it@!

bmancarder: ::smiles a little:: Of course

LA7JOE: :::Eats more and more:::

SlrMeteor: ...

SlrMeteor: Just because you think you can win...

LA7JOE: :::takes a drink:::

SlrMeteor: Doesn't mean you will.

bmancarder: ::not looking at Phil:: Do you wish to die, Phil?

LA7JOE: :::listens:::

LA7JOE: :::eating more:::

SlrMeteor: No, but apprently you do if you wish to fight Gallu.

bmancarder: Phil, you have a scent like Joe's. YOu have to fight Gallu

LA7JOE: :::Looks at Phil and then back down to the food:::

SlrMeteor: ::Looks down:: I don't... I can't! I'm not capable of fighting

Gallu! Nobody is! He's power beyond power! How can you hope to stand up

against him!?

bmancarder: We have much time to grow stronger.

LA7JOE: Yeah, we have practically a full year

SlrMeteor: ::Almost in tears:: I don't want to see you all die! You can't

possibly go strong enough!! ::Jumps up:: That's not enough! ::Runs out of the

bar::

bmancarder: ::finishes his breakfast::

LA7JOE: *CLANK!*

LA7JOE: *CLANK!*

LA7JOE: *CLANK!*

bmancarder: hmmm.....humans are so odd

LA7JOE: [[The ground nearly shakes int he tavern as they hear the heavy

footsteps]]

LA7JOE: What....what theh ell is that?!

bmancarder: ::narrows his eyes:: I am not sure

LA7JOE: :::Looks back to the door:::

LA7JOE: [[People outside begin to scream and run about]]

bmancarder: ::slides a little of his sword from the sheath to see if it

glows::

LA7JOE: :::Stands up:::

LA7JOE: What's going on out there?! :::ask bartender:::

LA7JOE: BT: It's...it's a robot?!?!

LA7JOE: A Robot?!

LA7JOE: :::looks to Edge:::

LA7JOE: Let's go!

bmancarder: hmmm

bmancarder: Strange

LA7JOE: :::unsheaths sword and runs towards the door:::

bmancarder: No Joe!

LA7JOE: :::Stops short:::

LA7JOE: Wha..what?!

bmancarder: Put away yer sword

bmancarder: ::stands up and walks outside::

LA7JOE: :::Turns around::: why?

LA7JOE: :::sheaths it and walks out:::

bmancarder: There is no evil here

LA7JOE: [[They walk out to see a Robot in the center of town]]

LA7JOE: [{Its pretty large, a whitish color]]

LA7JOE: WHat the?

bmancarder: ::walks right toward the Robot::

LA7JOE: It's just standing htere

JOESLAG: Cackles I mean no harm to you

LA7JOE: Huh?

LA7JOE: :::Looks at the robot:::

bmancarder: Aye, I know you dont

LA7JOE: Who are you?

JOESLAG: I am cackle here to help you I am ERZ-1001

LA7JOE: [[Everyoen stops running as they see it doesn't want to harm them]

bmancarder: My name is Edge Damon

LA7JOE: :::Scratches head::: Joe Vaelen

LA7JOE: Hey wait!

JOESLAG: ::Cackles:: I am running away from my creator and I need help to

destroy him

LA7JOE: Oh...I see

SlrMeteor: ::Is just sitting against a wall not to far away. The rains

pouring onto him but he doesn't move:: *sniffle*

JOESLAG: ::cackles:: He is a Very bad man he wants to destroy the workd

bmancarder: Who is your creator?

JOESLAG: (World)

JOESLAG: ::Cackles:: I do not know his name

bmancarder: hmm

bmancarder: ::narrows his eyes in thought::

LA7JOE: Hey...the rain doesn't effect you, huh?

LA7JOE: :::Folds arms:::

bmancarder: ::looks up at the robot:: I will help you, ERZ

JOESLAG: ::Cackles:: I have a shield on and rain recharges me

LA7JOE: Recharges you huh?

LA7JOE: That's...interesting

LA7JOE: Hey! :::slaps ERZ on the shoulder::: I'll help you too...OW!!

LA7JOE: :::Rubs hand::: Yeesh...

bmancarder: ::looks around:: We must find Phil

LA7JOE: :::looks for Phil:::

JOESLAG: Yes But I can Catch Lightning Bolts with my hands and Use them as a

weapon ::Cackles::

LA7JOE: Yeah...where idd he go?

LA7JOE: Eh? :::Looks up at ERZ:::

LA7JOE: Interesting enough...

bmancarder: ::sniffs the air::

bmancarder: Ah, I'll find him

LA7JOE: THere he is :::point to the left::

LA7JOE: I think he's...crying

bmancarder: ::scents Phil and walks over to him:: Friend Phil

JOESLAG: ::Laughs to himself::

LA7JOE: :::walks over to phil::: Come on, ERZ

SlrMeteor: *Snifle* Go away Edge..

LA7JOE: Follow me, buddy

bmancarder: I canot do that

JOESLAG: ::Cackles::I am full of Ideas ok

JOESLAG: ::Follows::

LA7JOE: Hey...:::Looks at Phil::: What's wrong?

SlrMeteor: Why not...? One foot infront of the other... Fly... i don't care

just... leave me alone...

bmancarder: You are a part of me

bmancarder: I cannot leave you

LA7JOE: :::Folds arms::: COme on Phil

SlrMeteor: That makes no sense... *sniffle* ::Shakes his head::

LA7JOE: We gotta get moving anyways

bmancarder: Life seldom makes sense

LA7JOE: I can vouch for that one

SlrMeteor: Why!? So we can be one step closer to destruction?

bmancarder: ::growls very softly:: Now, are you going to walk, or am I going

to carry you?

LA7JOE: Come on, Phil

SlrMeteor: I've seen to many people die!? How can I watch friends of mine

perish!?

LA7JOE: We dont' gotta worry about Gallu yet anyways

bmancarder: Or maybe I'll let our new friend carry you. However, I cannot

vouch for him being gentle

SlrMeteor: ((Die!* He didn't mean that as a question ^_^))

LA7JOE: ((heh))

LA7JOE: [[The rain has finally stopped]]

SlrMeteor: I don't want to go..... I don't want to watch....

bmancarder: Phil, get up

bmancarder: There is a saying in my tribe...

bmancarder: "If you do not help and do your job, you must die"

bmancarder: You must get up Phil and come with us

SlrMeteor: And who are you to determine my job?

bmancarder: Not I. Destiny

SlrMeteor: Good to know... how do you know destiny?

LA7JOE: :::folds arms::: Come on

LA7JOE: We'r enot getting anywhere!!

bmancarder: Tribal stories

JOESLAG: ::looks around::

LA7JOE: Where the hell are we heading anyways, Edge?

SlrMeteor: You've got a giant robot!! You don't need me!"

bmancarder: ERZ....will you do me a favor?

JOESLAG: Yes ::Cackle::

bmancarder: To find ERZ's creator

bmancarder: Pick up Phile and dont let him go

LA7JOE: But...what about your umm...err...gems?

bmancarder: I grow tired of waiting for him to gain his feet

SlrMeteor: What!? Hey don't you dare!

bmancarder: I was told that the answer to my next destination would present

itself to me

bmancarder: I think ERZ is the answer

JOESLAG: ::Grabs Phil and Lifts him up:::

LA7JOE: I see :::Folds arms:::

LA7JOE: [[Phil is picked up and held tightly by ERZ, not able to move much

or cast ANY magic]]

bmancarder: Which way did you come from ERZ?

JOESLAG: Technico

bmancarder: Thats our destination

LA7JOE: Technico?

LA7JOE: What's that?

bmancarder: City of technology

SlrMeteor: I hate you all! Put me down you stupid bolt bag!

LA7JOE: Where the hechk is that?

bmancarder: I believe Weazel would be fond of it

LA7JOE: Oh I see :::Folds arms:::

bmancarder: Further north, I beleive

LA7JOE: I see

JOESLAG: Very Dangerous place

LA7JOE: :::Nods:::

LA7JOE: Well lets get moving

SlrMeteor: ESPECIALLY FOR ME!!!!

bmancarder: Indeed

SlrMeteor: Why do I have to go there!?

SlrMeteor: Put me down! I don't wanna go to Technico!!

LA7JOE: You'll be fine, Phil

bmancarder: We're going

bmancarder: ::exits the town::

SlrMeteor: How can you say that when there's a when there's a war going on!?

LA7JOE: :::Exits town as well:::

SlrMeteor: I'm gunna get killed there! I stand out like a sore thumb!

LA7JOE: Wha...a war?

SlrMeteor: Everybody knows that!! A war between the Techies and us people

who use Magic!

LA7JOE: Well how the hell would I know that!!

SlrMeteor: Now you do!!

SlrMeteor: ::Struggles:: Come on, let me go!

bmancarder: I will protect you

LA7JOE: Techies and Magic Users huh?

SlrMeteor: From an entire city!?

bmancarder: If need be

LA7JOE: I'll protect you too!!

SlrMeteor: We can't fight a city!

LA7JOE: :::pulls out sword::: Me and good ol Sword of War!!

LA7JOE: AHH!!!

bmancarder: We can

LA7JOE: [[Joe suddenly is tugged by the sword]]

LA7JOE: [[He flies forward untilt he sword finally digs inself into the

ground af ew yards away from the town of Margel]]

bmancarder: ::runs up to Joe::

LA7JOE: :::Shakes head:::

LA7JOE: What...the hell

LA7JOE: :::Tries to pull sword out:::

LA7JOE: Argh...

LA7JOE: Ugh...

LA7JOE: What's going on?!

LA7JOE: [[The team runs over to Joe]]

bmancarder: Yer sword appears to be stuck

LA7JOE: Once they are all near Joe, a shield opens up around them, emitting

fromt he sword!!]]

LA7JOE: [[*

LA7JOE: *BOOM!!*

bmancarder: (I've got to go)

LA7JOE: *BOOM!!*

LA7JOE: ((gah...alright, i'll end it in one minute))

LA7JOE: ((Can yous tay for one more minute?))

bmancarder: (now. tell me about it later)

bmancarder: (sorry)

LA7JOE: ((oh alright, laters man))

LA7JOE: What the hell's going on?!

LA7JOE: [[ERZ puts Phil down as they all crouch down in the force field]]

LA7JOE: [[They look up to see two jet sky type vehicles flying through the

air]]

LA7JOE: [[Phil's eyes are filled with horror as he see's what they are

after!!]]

SlrMeteor: Oh my.....

LA7JOE: [[The two vehicles and their men are chasing after two young mages,

no older than 12 years old!]]

LA7JOE: What the...

JOESLAG: ::Has a lock on one::

SlrMeteor: ::Jumps up:: JOE BREAK THE SHIELD!

LA7JOE: [[As the bombing stops, the shield breaks, its protecting of them

over]]

LA7JOE: :::takes sword out as the vehicles soar past htem:::

SlrMeteor: ::runs towards the mages ignoring Joe's bad grammer:: HANG ON!!

LA7JOE: [[The War between Techies and Mages has become very real to the

team]]

LA7JOE: [[There's only one thing on their minds now...help those young

kids...]]

LA7JOE: ~~End SIM~~