LA7JOE: ~~Roll Call~~
LA7JOE: Joe Vaelen
KrackWeazel: I need a bigger room, my Ego feels Cramped in this pit
bmancarder: ::stabs self::
KrackWeazel: Krack Weazel
bmancarder: Edge Damon
JOESLAG: ERZ-1001
Lost CindereIla: Tiziana....
SlrMeteor: Phil Destione
LA7JOE: ~~Prologue~~
LA7JOE: [[After their short bout with the Tech Junkies the team finds
themselves on the train as it makes it way towards Belis]]
LA7JOE: [[THey all sit around, resting and waiting]]
LA7JOE: ~~Begin SIM~~
KrackWeazel: ::sits around resting and waiting::
LA7JOE: :::Slowly wakes up finding self on the floor:::
LA7JOE: :::rolls onto back looking at the ceiling of the train:::
LA7JOE: Did I...pass out again??
KrackWeazel: yep
LA7JOE: Damn it!!
SlrMeteor: Uh huh
LA7JOE: :::Sits up:::
KrackWeazel: ::still working on his arms::
KrackWeazel: ::starts working on his legs::
LA7JOE: Hey Edge...
SlrMeteor: ::Stretches and yawns:: Ugh... Tired...
JOESLAG: ::Looks around to see if there is any more dangers::
bmancarder: Yes?
LA7JOE: Those Tech Junkies, they're really evilt hen huh?
LA7JOE: Your sword glowed and all right?
bmancarder: ::nods:: THe Blade says so
LA7JOE: :::finds a seat, sitting across from Edge:::
SlrMeteor: ::Sighs:: They're not.... evil...
LA7JOE: They tried to kill us...
LA7JOE: Thats pretty evil in my book
SlrMeteor: Mages would have tried to kill us too.
LA7JOE: Why?
LA7JOE: They wanted my damn sword
SlrMeteor: Because of all of you who use Technology.
LA7JOE: and they just plan ol wanted Weazel
KrackWeazel: who wouldn't want this Joe
SlrMeteor: It's war Joe... nobody's right...
KrackWeazel: I am perfection
LA7JOE: Aww, shad up Weazel
KrackWeazel: or I was intill they made me over heat shit
KrackWeazel: urgh
KrackWeazel: this is gunna be expensive to repair
LA7JOE: That sucks...
LA7JOE: We got money though
KrackWeazel: of coarse
LA7JOE: :::takes sword out, looking it over:::
KrackWeazel: just need to try and find a Fixer thats all
LA7JOE: Gotcha
KrackWeazel: and actually need to up grade to an engine for my wings
KrackWeazel: go much fast
LA7JOE: :::rolls sword over it still glowing:::
KrackWeazel: ::laughs::
LA7JOE: :::Smirks:::
LA7JOE: Hey Edge
LA7JOE: :::Holds sword up:::
bmancarder: yes?
LA7JOE: Trade ya, for a sec?
JOESLAG: How much longer ::Cackle::
KrackWeazel: ::continues fidling with his insdes of his legs::
bmancarder: ::shrugs:: I suppose that would be acceptable
KrackWeazel: ((and no not that you sick bitches))
bmancarder: ::draws the Blade and holds it out::
LA7JOE: ((o.O))
LA7JOE: :::hands him sword:::
bmancarder: ::takes Joe's sword::
KrackWeazel: ::fixes the components inside of his thigh
LA7JOE: AH!
LA7JOE: :::stuggles for a second::: This is...kinda heavy!
bmancarder: ::tilts his head a bit:: It is?
LA7JOE: [[Edge realizes how light the Sword of War is]]
LA7JOE: Yesh...yep
LA7JOE: Lot heavier than mine anyways
bmancarder: I'm amazed you can hold onto this thing
LA7JOE: Huh...why?
bmancarder: Its like using a feather
bmancarder: ::tosses it up and down a few times::
LA7JOE: I guess...:::Scratches head::: First one I ever used
LA7JOE: Hey Edge
bmancarder: Yes?
LA7JOE: Watch this
SlrMeteor: ::Stares out the window::
LA7JOE: :::holds Edge's sword in left hand:::
KrackWeazel: Joe, you need to get some Cybernetic enhancements buddy
LA7JOE: :::Holds right hand out and pull sback quickly:::
LA7JOE: [[Edge feels the Sword of War yanked out of his hand as it flies
into Joe's]]
LA7JOE: Neat, huh?
KrackWeazel: ::gets up::
SlrMeteor: Neat?
KrackWeazel: hmmmmmm think that did the trick
bmancarder: Is a good trick
KrackWeazel: ::hops up and down and throws a few punches into the air::
LA7JOE: :::hands Edge his sword:::
SlrMeteor: How is it neat? *Scratches head* Looked sloppy... the sword
wobbled on it's way back to you.
LA7JOE: :::Sheaths sword again:::
bmancarder: ::takes back the BLade and sheathes it::
LA7JOE: Hey, i'm learing buddy
LA7JOE: :::Looks upt to Weazel::: Enhancements??
KrackWeazel: like me dude, well not as bad
KrackWeazel: but like you can get some wicked shit man
LA7JOE: Ah...I tink I rather stay like this...
SlrMeteor: If you wanted to do it neat you do it like this. ::Snaps
fingers:: Mhagnetron. ::Holds hand out and Joe's sword floats 'neatly' to
his hand::
KrackWeazel: no no no its like this
LA7JOE: [[The sword stops before Phil]]
LA7JOE: [[As Joe holds his hand back out it flies right back to him]]
KrackWeazel: ::his sword shoots out from his back flips in the air turns on
and lands right into Weazels hands::
LA7JOE: Sorry pal, it doesn't like you
LA7JOE: >)
SlrMeteor: ::Looks at the sword:: I odn't want to steal it.
SlrMeteor: And I don't expect me to like it. It's not even a top grade
enchanted weapon.
SlrMeteor: I've seen better. Although it's powerful.
KrackWeazel: Phil is mad cause doesn't have one
LA7JOE: :::laughs, sheathing it again:::
KrackWeazel: he dosen't even*
SlrMeteor: I don't need one.
SlrMeteor: I have my one enchanted weapon.
bmancarder: ::looks out a window:: I wonder if there are any Naz-gumi on
this train
LA7JOE: {{NEXT STOP, BELIS!!}}
SlrMeteor: Just because mine doesn't stab people and make a mess doesn't
mean it's no good.
KrackWeazel: ::looks around as he puts away his sword::
LA7JOE: Guess, we're almost there
KrackWeazel: bah, its all about technology
KrackWeazel: not magic, or enchantments
JOESLAG: How are you doing Phil ::Cackles::
SlrMeteor: Not bad...
SlrMeteor: But we're not at Techino yet...
LA7JOE: [[The train begins to stop]]
LA7JOE: :::Stands up:::
LA7JOE: [[As it stops the doors open]]
LA7JOE: GUess we're here
KrackWeazel: yeah guess so
LA7JOE: :::walks out:::
KrackWeazel: lets go::walks out::
bmancarder: ::stands up and heads off the train::
LA7JOE: [[As they walk out the see they are in a veyr small town, they can
hear the ocean in the distance]]
LA7JOE: [[A few buildings make up the entire town]]
Lost CindereIla: [ it's all ff shit.. o.O ]
LA7JOE: ((????))
KrackWeazel: hmmm cozy
KrackWeazel: I guess
LA7JOE: [[At the very edge of the town they see the blimps,w hich will take
them to Technico]]
SlrMeteor: Do we have to go?
KrackWeazel: Damnit Phil you are coming
KrackWeazel: stop being a wussy
SlrMeteor: but... I'm afraid of flying.
JOESLAG: I have a Plan ::Cackles::
KrackWeazel: anyone that screws with you, I will be right there by ya
bmancarder: No
KrackWeazel: and I will whoop them good
bmancarder: I'm sick of hearing Phil whine
bmancarder: Let him stay
KrackWeazel: ::laughs
bmancarder: He is not needed and is unworthy
KrackWeazel: ::
KrackWeazel: damn you pissed off Edge
LA7JOE: :::Folds arms:::
bmancarder: I was suppose to find companions that would help me in my fight
with Gallu
SlrMeteor: ::Glares at Edge:: If I have to be 'worthy' to hang around with a
cold-blooded murder... I'd rather not, thank you.
bmancarder: Not people that would whine all the time
KrackWeazel: screw it no time for this
bmancarder: ::glares right back at Phil::
KrackWeazel: ::walks toward the ticket booth::
SlrMeteor: So I agree with Edge. I'll stay right here! Thanks... Have fun
in Techino! ::walks off into a bar::
LA7JOE: Person: Hey!!
LA7JOE: Huh...
bmancarder: Good ridence
LA7JOE: P: Are you guys here for the fight?!
JOESLAG: Oh fuck ::Cackle:: not him again
LA7JOE: Fight?
LA7JOE: No, we're getting that blimp and going to Technico
KrackWeazel: ::walks back hearin the guy::
KrackWeazel: fight????
LA7JOE: P: :::Stands in front of Edge::: Hey you look strong!
KrackWeazel: what fight?
LA7JOE: P: Yea yeah the fight!
bmancarder: Perhaps I am
LA7JOE: P: And get this!
KrackWeazel: get what?
LA7JOE: P: :::Starts to whisper::: THe winner gets a secret trip to the
Forbidden City!!
SlrMeteor: ::Pops out of the bar:: FORBIDDEN CITY!!?? DID I HEAR RIGHT!?
KrackWeazel: riiiight
LA7JOE: Forbidden City?
LA7JOE: P: mmhmm, that's right!
bmancarder: ::narrows his eyes:: Whats the Forbidden City?
LA7JOE: P: But you gotta win, and thats pretty tough
SlrMeteor: Gah! ::Grabs onto the person:: Sign me up!! Come on! Where do I
go!?
LA7JOE: P: Easy!
LA7JOE: Yeah...what's the Forbidden City?
KrackWeazel: when is the fight?
LA7JOE: P: Oh my, you know not what the forbidden City is?
LA7JOE: :::Shakes head:::
bmancarder: If I knew what it was, I would not ask what it was
bmancarder: humans are so odd
SlrMeteor: Forget them! Where do I sign up? You don't want to get involved
with that bunch. They murder stuff.
LA7JOE: P: :::Ignores Phil for a moment:::
KrackWeazel: Phil shut the hell up or you will be the next to die, ya cry
baby
SlrMeteor: ::Glare:: ::Double glare at Weazel::
LA7JOE: P: The Forbidden City is one of the cities which Gallu destroyed two
thousand years ago
KrackWeazel: ::looks at phill with an evil smirk::
LA7JOE: P: :::whispers lower::: Know what they called it back then?
bmancarder: ::listens to the guy but says to weazel:: I just dont
understand. I saved Phil's life
LA7JOE: What do they call it?
KrackWeazel: meh, what ya gunna do man
LA7JOE: P: :::whispers lower::: New York City!
Lost CindereIla: [ WHY did I know that was coming? ]
LA7JOE: :::jaw drops:::
SlrMeteor: ((Cuz it's obvious))
Lost CindereIla: [ of course. ]
JOESLAG: ((O.o Doh))
LA7JOE: New York CIty?!
LA7JOE: P: HUSH!!!
LA7JOE: Where do I sign up?
LA7JOE: P: Right here pal, its secret ya konw? undeground stuff, ya know?
LA7JOE: ::::grabs the paper and signs self in:::
LA7JOE: P: Great!
Lost CindereIla: [ Should have been like.. " New orleans " or boston. " ]
SlrMeteor: ::Looks down and rubs his arm:: I'll show everyone that I'm
strong... I can fight too! ::glares at the Person:: Give me a paper.
LA7JOE: ((JOE COMES FROM NYC!!))
bmancarder: Whats the garuntee of the prize?
KrackWeazel: ((VEGAS!!!!))
Lost CindereIla: [ No fuck. ]
LA7JOE: ((READ THE CHARACTERS AND THEN YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHERE THE PLOT
COMES FROM!!!))
LA7JOE: ((Dumbass))
SlrMeteor: ((Duh...))
Lost CindereIla: [ shut the hell up. ]
bmancarder: (How about Atlanta?)
SlrMeteor: ((That's why it was so obvious))
Lost CindereIla: [ don't bitch at me. ]
Lost CindereIla: [ bastard. ]
LA7JOE: ((It's part of the fucking story, so deal with it))
Lost CindereIla: [ - rolls her eyes. - don't be and ass... ]
bmancarder: (man, everyone is SO pissy)
JOESLAG: (Who needs him lol)
KrackWeazel: ((someone got mad))
KrackWeazel: ((so silent))
SlrMeteor: ((DUM DUM DUMMMMMMM))
LA7JOE: ((If you don't like the damn SIM then don't join it just to fucking
critize it))
SlrMeteor: ((Nobody said we didn't like it!! Just said it was obvious!!
DAMN MAN!! STOP BEING SO GIRLY! I live in NYC... Why would I put it down
^_~))
bmancarder: (Dude, its called a joke. Learn to take it stop being pissy.
Lets SIM)
JOESLAG: When does the Fight start ::Cackle::
KrackWeazel: ::signs up for the fight:: what the hell
LA7JOE: P: :::points to boat a few yards behind him::: Get on the boat, it
leaves in 10 minutes
SlrMeteor: Hnph. ::Turns his back and starts to walk towards the boat.::
bmancarder: Perhaps I should sign up as well
KrackWeazel: I want a chanllenge so you better Edge
bmancarder: ::shrugs and signs up::
LA7JOE: :::Gets on boat:::
SlrMeteor: ::Signs his name and gets on the boat::
KrackWeazel: ::follows right behind joe::
bmancarder: :;makes his way to the boat, taking his time though::
JOESLAG: ::goes to boat::
LA7JOE: :::looks out to the water, then looking up spotting a small
island:::
LA7JOE: [[Once everyone enters the boat sails off, a cool breeze blowing off
from the water]]
SlrMeteor: ::Moves to the far side of the boat and sits close to the edge
looking over:: ...
LA7JOE: {{Welcome everyone, you've all officially entered the tournament}}
LA7JOE: {{Now this won' tbe easy for you to win, but I'm sure you'll all do
just fine, like I said the prize is a trick to the Forbidden City}}
KrackWeazel: a trick???
SlrMeteor: ((Hah hah hah))
LA7JOE: :::Folds arms, staring into the water:::
bmancarder: I wonder when this starts
LA7JOE: [[Soon they spot the island]]
JOESLAG: Want to kick his ass after ::Cackles""
SlrMeteor: ::Glances at the island:: *Sigh*
bmancarder: ::looks up at ERZ:: Whats that?
LA7JOE: {{In just a few short minutes we'll reach Lyte Island, so be
prepared}}
LA7JOE: {{The tournament starts immediately}}
bmancarder: whats to prepare
SlrMeteor: I've got to win...
bmancarder: ::tries to find an offical::
KrackWeazel: ::runs a quick system diagnostics::
LA7JOE: [[Finally they reach the island, as they begin to unload off the
boat]]
KrackWeazel: ::voice says::running at 95% efficency
LA7JOE: [[Officals are all around]]
KrackWeazel: hmmm only 95, should be enough
KrackWeazel: ::walks off the boat::
bmancarder: ::grabs one:: The trip. How many is it for?
LA7JOE: P: Well...your allowed to bring as many guests as you want WITHIN
reason though
bmancarder: Thank you\
KrackWeazel: ::walks off to be alone::
bmancarder: ::walks off the boat::
LA7JOE: [[They walk up to a very small stadium, all dirt basically, nothing
special at all]]
LA7JOE: [[No one stands in the crowd]]
SlrMeteor: ::Looks around::
LA7JOE: [[There seems to be 10 competitors]]
LA7JOE: [[A man quickly runs up to all of them, slapping a number on them]]
LA7JOE: P: ALL SET, MASTER!!
LA7JOE: Ah...:::looks at chest:::
LA7JOE: [[A large man, enters the stadium, stting in a big seat]]
LA7JOE: D: We are set?
LA7JOE: P: Yes, sir!
LA7JOE: P: :::Stands before the people:::
LA7JOE: P: Welcome all, you may be wondering what this tournmaent is for!
LA7JOE: P: Master Dragal loves fighting, he doesn't care about money he
wants to see a good fight!
LA7JOE: P: Your reward like i said is simple, a trip to the Forbidden City!
LA7JOE: P: Now let the battle...begin!!
LA7JOE: :::Stands around, slightly lost:::
SlrMeteor: I wonder who I'm fighting...
LA7JOE: P: 4 andddddddddddd 7!!!
KrackWeazel: ::looks at number::
LA7JOE: [[Edge see's his number is 7]]
bmancarder: hrruph
LA7JOE: [[A man runs up to the center, waiting for his opponent, he seems to
be a HIgh-Tech humanb]]
bmancarder: ::walks toward the man::
LA7JOE: Man: Come on!!
LA7JOE: M: Let's go!!
bmancarder: Charge away
LA7JOE: M: :::presses button, a large hook coming out of skin:::
bmancarder: ::hasnt drawn his sword yet::
LA7JOE: M: :::charges at Edge, swining hook:::
bmancarder: ::ducks and dahses forward,drawing::
bmancarder: ::slashes through the mans's gut::
bmancarder: man's*
LA7JOE: M: ARGH!!
LA7JOE: M: :::grabs side and falls down:::
bmancarder: ::spins back around, ready for a finishing strike::
LA7JOE: D: ENOUGH!
LA7JOE: D: He is very finished
bmancarder: ::stops, mid-swing::
LA7JOE: D: Well done sir
LA7JOE: D: AND GO!!
bmancarder: ::sheaths and bows::
LA7JOE: P: YESSIR!!
LA7JOE: P: 8 and 3!!!!!!!
bmancarder: ::walks off::
LA7JOE: [[Weazel and Phil]
SlrMeteor: ...
KrackWeazel: ::looks at phil with an evil grin::
SlrMeteor: ::Steps up:: I get to fight Perfection. Lucky me.
bmancarder: ::folds his arm, just watching;:
SlrMeteor: ::His staff apears in a blast of purple smoke::
KrackWeazel: ::wings unfold::
KrackWeazel: ::guns shoot out and into his hands::
LA7JOE: Oh damn...
LA7JOE: This is gonna be good
KrackWeazel: you gunna get fucked up pansy boy
SlrMeteor: Big talker.
KrackWeazel: ::runs at Phil blasting him with laser blasts::
SlrMeteor: Holds up his staff:: STAR SHIELD! ::Creates a gioant star,
shielding him from blasts::
SlrMeteor: All right! Blam Blhazer! ::Fires a wave of white fire at him::;
KrackWeazel: ::wings fold around body blocking the attack::
LA7JOE: ::::nudges edge:::
LA7JOE: Who you think's gonna win?
KrackWeazel: :wings unfold shooting the attack back::
bmancarder: Weazel
LA7JOE: :::nods::: I think so too
LA7JOE: BUt you never know
LA7JOE: :::Shrugs:::
KrackWeazel: ::floats up into the air and contiues firing at Phil::
SlrMeteor: Gah! Free Whave! ::Blocks the fire with Water::
SlrMeteor: Uh oh... ::Gets blasted::
SlrMeteor: Ugh...
bmancarder: If he wins, Phil will have proven his worth
SlrMeteor: Oww...
KrackWeazel: ::holsters guns::
KrackWeazel: Hey phil new toy
SlrMeteor: ::Shakes head and lifts himself up on his staff::
LA7JOE: I suppose...
KrackWeazel: ::a shoulder cannon flies up::
KrackWeazel: EAT THIS
SlrMeteor: ::Holds up his staff and the orb shimmers:: You haven't seen
anything!
KrackWeazel: ::it charges up a large ball of energy::
bmancarder: But if he still whines......we leave him
KrackWeazel: ::it shoots down at Phill::
LA7JOE: :::laughs::: Word
SlrMeteor: Magna Nova!! ::Lets loose a Massive Explosion of colors and
lights::
LA7JOE: :::watches Edge's reaction:::
bmancarder: ::expressionless::
SlrMeteor: ((you all know what a Nova is, right? I don' have to
explain...))
LA7JOE: [[The impact from Weazel's attack smashes Phil to the ground]]
LA7JOE: [[He gets up, but slower than before]]
bmancarder: (nope)
SlrMeteor: ((A nova is when a star explodes))
KrackWeazel: ::floating in the air still having Phill Locked onto sites::
bmancarder: (lol thanks. I mean you didnt have to explain)
SlrMeteor: ((And my attack did nothing?))
KrackWeazel: ((it was colors and lights))
SlrMeteor: ((It was the explosion a star!))
SlrMeteor: ((When a star explodes it lets off colors and lights!))
LA7JOE: ((alright, drop it and keep fighting))
LA7JOE: ((jeeze))
KrackWeazel: ::falls to ground::
KrackWeazel: ::flips up::
SlrMeteor: ((But! Grr... Moders))
SlrMeteor: ::Heavy breathing:: Ugh...
KrackWeazel: ::smirks::
KrackWeazel: Mages
SlrMeteor: I think this is it.... but...
SlrMeteor: I can always try one more spell.
KrackWeazel: ::charges another blast from his cannon::
KrackWeazel: ::fires it at Phil::
LA7JOE: [[The blast flies at full with great speed]]
SlrMeteor: ::Raises Staff:: Cosmos Collapser!
KrackWeazel: ::its pushes Weazel back as it fires::
SlrMeteor: ::Fires a giant Red Swirl of energy::
SlrMeteor: Please work...
LA7JOE: [[THe two energies collide with each other]]
KrackWeazel: ::watches::
LA7JOE: [[Phil seems happy as it may have worked until Weazel's blast rips
through his own and hits Phil not as powre but good enough to knokc himd own
forcefully]]
LA7JOE: Jeeze...
LA7JOE: That definitely hurt...I mean it just hadda
KrackWeazel: ::the cannon shoots off of Weazels shoulder smoking from the
barrel::
SlrMeteor: ::shuts eyes tightly:: I don't believe this...
LA7JOE: D: ENOUGH!!
KrackWeazel: ::sword flips out and into his hand::
LA7JOE: D: Great fight!!!
SlrMeteor: HOW THE HELL!! I CAN STILL FIGHT!!! GRRR
LA7JOE: D: Excellent!!
LA7JOE: D: NOW GO!!
LA7JOE: P: YESSIR!!!
SlrMeteor: ::Pulls himself to his knees:: what!?
KrackWeazel: ::picks up his cannon::
LA7JOE: [[As Phil gets to his knee's his falls back down]]
LA7JOE: [[He's pretty fugged up]]
bmancarder: Phil must grow much more
KrackWeazel: damnit he made me break it
SlrMeteor: ((Awh @#$% it... gotta go anyway. Bye))
LA7JOE: P: RIGHT!
KrackWeazel: ((someone else is pissed too))
LA7JOE: P: 5 and 9!!
KrackWeazel: ::walks over to Edge::
KrackWeazel: perfection my friend
KrackWeazel: perfection
LA7JOE: Damn...
LA7JOE: That's me
bmancarder: ::nods:: Good job, friend weazel
LA7JOE: :::Runs up:::
KrackWeazel: ::throws the cannon to the ground::
KrackWeazel: damn thing overheated the circuits
bmancarder: But....weazel...
KrackWeazel: its broken
LA7JOE: [[A large man, bearing a sword of his own walks up]]
KrackWeazel: ::looks at Edge:: yeah
bmancarder: If you are perfection.....how come your cannon broke? ::slight
grin::
KrackWeazel: cause its a weapon not me
KrackWeazel: ::laughs::
bmancarder: Oh, I see
KrackWeazel: yep
LA7JOE: So...
LA7JOE: :::pulls out sword:::
bmancarder: ::chuckles softly::
LA7JOE: [[The man charges at Joe, swining hard]]
KrackWeazel: ::watches joe's fight as he does minor repairs::
bmancarder: It seems technology breaks.
LA7JOE: :::blocks with own sword:::
LA7JOE: M: :::Slahes harder and faster:::
LA7JOE: :::Narrowly manages to block again:::
bmancarder: Perhaps its not all its said to be, eh?
bmancarder: ::watching Joe::
KrackWeazel: a tune up my buddy
LA7JOE: M: :::comes down over head, slashing down faster this time:::
bmancarder: Of course
LA7JOE: :::moves sword up, blocking it again:::
KrackWeazel: and really, to do the stuff I do, it was not a bad decision to
make to do this
LA7JOE: :::almost runs back::: Jeeze...
LA7JOE: M: Don't run away kiddy!!
LA7JOE: HEY!!
LA7JOE: who you callin ak id!!
KrackWeazel: Joe Attack him
LA7JOE: :::blocks another slash:::
bmancarder: Joe, get angry!
bmancarder: Remember Nick
LA7JOE: M: Yer done now kid!!
LA7JOE: Huh! :::Blocks again:::
bmancarder: This guy took Nick!
LA7JOE: [[THe sword begins to glow]]
LA7JOE: Nick....
LA7JOE: YOU!!
LA7JOE: M: :::Slashes down again:::
KrackWeazel: oh hmmm thats cool
bmancarder: Joe has won
LA7JOE: YOU TOOK NICK!!!!!!!!!!
bmancarder: I pity that guy
LA7JOE: [[Joe pulls his sword back as it glows more and more]]
KrackWeazel: ::nods::
LA7JOE: [[He rips his sword forward, clanking with the mans' sword and
shattering it into a thousand pieces, the man skidding across the ground a
good ten feet]]
LA7JOE: :::breathing a bit heavy:::
LA7JOE: D: STOP!!
LA7JOE: D: WHOAAAAA STOP!!!
KrackWeazel: damn
LA7JOE: huh...
LA7JOE: :::holds sword:::
bmancarder: hmm...that proved to be highly effective
LA7JOE: :::Sheaths it:::
KrackWeazel: guess so
LA7JOE: [[The man gets up weakly only to fall back down]]
LA7JOE: :::walks over to Edgea nd Weazel:::
bmancarder: Sorry I had to do that, Joe
LA7JOE: Its...ok
LA7JOE: I think he's mad though...I broke his sword -_-
bmancarder: He'll get over it
LA7JOE: I see...
LA7JOE: Well now what?
LA7JOE: [[A fourth fight takes place]]
bmancarder: We wait
LA7JOE: [[Both men knock each other out]]
bmancarder: As long as one of us wins, we will all be able to go
LA7JOE: Wait...
LA7JOE: They knocked each other out
LA7JOE: So...
LA7JOE: that leaves us three eh?
KrackWeazel: sorry to break it to ya
KrackWeazel: but I am gonna win
bmancarder: (Wasnt there 10 competiars?)
LA7JOE: ((Yeah but Joe didn't enter so I knocked his char out and the person
who was gonna fight him))
bmancarder: (oh)
JOESLAG: ((Well I would have killed everyone))
LA7JOE: D: GO!!
LA7JOE: P: RIGHT!!
LA7JOE: P: YOU AND YOU!!
LA7JOE: [[Points to Edge and Weazel]]
bmancarder: I wont Change, I promise
LA7JOE: Oh wow...
KrackWeazel: ::looks at Edge::
LA7JOE: Hey wait...what about me what do I get like a bye or something?
KrackWeazel: your my buddy
KrackWeazel: but I am not holding back
LA7JOE: P: Oh you see :::Grins:::
KrackWeazel: and you better not either
bmancarder: ::shrugs:: We'll see
KrackWeazel: ::holds out hand:: agree
bmancarder: ......agree ::shakes::
LA7JOE: P GO GO GO!!!
KrackWeazel: ::nods::
KrackWeazel: ::sword shoots out and into his hand::
bmancarder: ::jumps back and draws::
KrackWeazel: ::runs at Edge and slashes at him::
bmancarder: ::charges and parries::
bmancarder: ::side steps and stabs at weazel::
KrackWeazel: ::slides past him spinning around and slashing again::
KrackWeazel: ::blocks with his attack::
bmancarder: ::ducks under the blad::
bmancarder: ::or doesnt::
bmancarder: ::jumps forward::
bmancarder: ::turns in mid-flip::
bmancarder: Energy Slash!
bmancarder: ::slashes and sends and energy wave at Weazel::
KrackWeazel: ::lets wings cover his body::
bmancarder: ::jumps high, and dives at Weazel, sword out in front::
KrackWeazel: ::rolls out of the way::
bmancarder: ::hits the ground and rolls forward to his feet::
KrackWeazel: ::stands up::
bmancarder: ::turns around slowly::
KrackWeazel: tired yet?
bmancarder: Not at all
KrackWeazel: good
bmancarder: ::red jewel glows::
KrackWeazel: ::runs at Edge stabing at him::
bmancarder: ::jumps to the side::
bmancarder: ::slashes at Weazel, his attacks suddenly much more powerful::
KrackWeazel: ::turns and slashes at his feet::
bmancarder: ::Weazel nicks his foot::
KrackWeazel: ::gets hit in his left arm sparks flying out of his arm::
bmancarder: First blood goes to you
KrackWeazel: ::looks at his arm::
KrackWeazel: damnit
bmancarder: Give up?
KrackWeazel: ::flies up into the air::
KrackWeazel: nope
bmancarder: Energy slash!
KrackWeazel: ::pulls out one of his guns::
bmancarder: ::slashes at Weazel::
KrackWeazel: ::shoots at Edge::
LA7JOE: [[THey both tire a bit]]
bmancarder: :;energy wave hits the lazers::
KrackWeazel: ::flies back and lands to the ground::
bmancarder: ::jumps up, slashing upward at Weazel::
KrackWeazel: ::grins::
KrackWeazel: your slow
bmancarder: Bah
KrackWeazel: ::shoots at him again::
bmancarder: ::dances out of the way::
KrackWeazel: ::strafes to the side as he shoots::
bmancarder: ::jumps high and over Weazel's head::
bmancarder: ::lands behind Weazel and spins around with his sword out::
KrackWeazel: ::follows him with a trail of laser blasts::
KrackWeazel: ::jumps up and flips over Edge::
LA7JOE: P: NOW YOU GO!!!!
KrackWeazel: ::barely dodging the attack::
LA7JOE: P: :::points to Joe:::
LA7JOE: Huh...
bmancarder: ::inverts and stabs behind him::
LA7JOE: P: GO FIGHT WITH THEM NOW!!
LA7JOE: umm...
LA7JOE: :::Runs in:::
KrackWeazel: ::flips back landing on his bad arm and falling::
bmancarder: ::then spins around, slashing blindly::
LA7JOE: :::takes sword ut, watching them:::
KrackWeazel: ahhhh
KrackWeazel: ::arm is nearly broken in half::
bmancarder: ::points it at Weazel throat::
bmancarder: Yer done
KrackWeazel: nope
KrackWeazel: ::kicks out Edge's feet::
bmancarder: ::falls on his back::
KrackWeazel: ::rolls up to his feet::
bmancarder: ::quickly rolls to his feet::
KrackWeazel: ::has gun pointed at Edge::
LA7JOE: NICK!!!!!!!!
LA7JOE: :::Clenches sword a huge beam forming:::
bmancarder: ::lunges at Weazel, knocking the gun away::
KrackWeazel: ::looks at Joe firing on instinct::
LA7JOE: [[The bullet is swallowed by the energy glowing on the blade]]
LA7JOE: I HAVE TO SEE THE CITY!!!!!!!!
LA7JOE: I NEED...
bmancarder: ::turns::
LA7JOE: TO...
LA7JOE: KNOW!!!!!!!!!!
KrackWeazel: ::covers with his Wings::
bmancarder: \
KrackWeazel: oh shit
LA7JOE: :::Shoves blade down, a huge blast shooting out of the sword:::
bmancarder: ::jumps high into the air::
LA7JOE: [[THe big blast shoots directly at them]]
bmancarder: ::tries to flip over the blast::
KrackWeazel: ::braces for the attack::
LA7JOE: Oh crap...might been too much
LA7JOE: [[Weazel tries to escape as well!!]]
LA7JOE: [[Luckily for Edge and Weazel they narrowly dodged as it smashed
into the stadium ripping it up]]
KrackWeazel: ::wings collapse into his back::
bmancarder: ::lands hard and goes to his knees::
LA7JOE: D: STOP STOP NOW!!
LA7JOE: D: OH MY!!!!
KrackWeazel: ::looks at his arm::
KrackWeazel: damnit
bmancarder: Why are we stopping?
KrackWeazel: ::the arm falls off::
LA7JOE: D: YOU...NEARLY RUINED MY ENTIRE STADIUM!!
KrackWeazel: ::looks at the arm on the ground::
LA7JOE: D: THAT'S ENOUGH!!
KrackWeazel: Who is gunna pay for this
LA7JOE: D: JUST GO...DAMN IT JUST GO!!
KrackWeazel: ::moves around the stub sparks shooting out::
KrackWeazel: ::picks up his broken arm::
KrackWeazel: damnit
bmancarder: ::walks over to Weazel::
KrackWeazel: hmmm new weapon::laughs::
KrackWeazel: hey edge need a hand
bmancarder: I apologize for your arm
KrackWeazel: ::throws him his busted arm::
LA7JOE: :::sits down:::
KrackWeazel: ::laughs very loudly::
bmancarder: ::catches it::
bmancarder: Trophy?
KrackWeazel: ::shakes head:: you have no sense of humor
JOESLAG: Are you okay ::Cackles::
KrackWeazel: lemme see my arm
bmancarder: Its because I have been.....sheltered? Is that right?
KrackWeazel: yes
bmancarder: ::tosses it back to Weazel::
KrackWeazel: ::catches it::
LA7JOE: :::sheaths sword:::
KrackWeazel: ::walks to joe::
KrackWeazel: ::pats him on the back with the busted arm::
KrackWeazel: its ok buddy boy
bmancarder: ::walks over to the guy running the fight::
LA7JOE: Gah...
LA7JOE: Sorry...bout umm tryig to blow you up and all
bmancarder: Pardon me. Do we still get the trip?
KrackWeazel: meh
LA7JOE: D: Yes..yes of course, please go the boat is at the end of the
island
KrackWeazel: not like ya wanted to kill me
bmancarder: Good
LA7JOE: Of cousre
KrackWeazel: ::walks over to Edge::
KrackWeazel: ::looks at the man::
bmancarder: ::walks over to the others::
KrackWeazel: WHO IS GUNNA FIX THIS
KrackWeazel: ::waves around the broken arm::
LA7JOE: D: umm...
LA7JOE: D: Get ont he boat!
LA7JOE: D: I'll send someone over
KrackWeazel: FIX MY ARM
KrackWeazel: and my damn cannon that was busted
KrackWeazel: geeze the shit I pay for::walks away::
bmancarder: You did tell me not to hold back
KrackWeazel: I know
LA7JOE: :::walks to the boat:::
KrackWeazel: upgrades
LA7JOE: Hey I'm getting used to this Edge
KrackWeazel: thats all I need
bmancarder: ::goes to the boat::
KrackWeazel: need to go to Technicio
bmancarder: YOu have improved Joe
KrackWeazel: ::walks to the boat::
LA7JOE: :::Gets on boat, sitting down:::
bmancarder: ::sits with the others::
LA7JOE: Like that attack?
KrackWeazel: ::looks for the guy he was supposed to be sending::
LA7JOE: :::smirks::: Getting mad does help but I still can't control it
LA7JOE: [[The man arrives and immediately works on Weazel as the boat starts
to go]]
KrackWeazel: be careful or I will rip you apart man
KrackWeazel: very expensive stuff hre
KrackWeazel: here even
bmancarder: Have to control yer angry
LA7JOE: P: ...ye...yes...sir....
bmancarder: anger*
KrackWeazel: ::shuts down and looks like he is sleeping::
LA7JOE: I can't explain it htough Edge
bmancarder: Explain what?
LA7JOE: It's jsut...
LA7JOE: When I hold that sword
LA7JOE: I feel different almost
LA7JOE: Damn...sorry I can't explain
bmancarder: Perhaps the sword is doing something to you
LA7JOE: Maybe...
LA7JOE: [[They can see the city now]]
LA7JOE: [[The ruins of NYC]]
KrackWeazel: ::wakes up::
LA7JOE: Oh god...
KrackWeazel: ::runs a diagnostic::
LA7JOE: Is it really...
KrackWeazel: oh yeah
KrackWeazel: 100%
KrackWeazel: holsters cannon onto his back again::
LA7JOE: :::stands up::: No...it can't really be!
LA7JOE: :::Staggers a bit, feeling dizzy again:::
KrackWeazel: ::walks to joe holding him up::
LA7JOE: It just...
KrackWeazel: take it easy
KrackWeazel: deep breaths
LA7JOE: ugh...:::tries to relax:::
LA7JOE: [[The boat begins to slow down]]
LA7JOE: [[They grow closer and closer]]
LA7JOE: [[The city looks down, empty, lifeless]]
KrackWeazel: ::looks to joe:: I am sorry man
LA7JOE: [[The tall buildings shattered and broken]]
LA7JOE: It just...can't
KrackWeazel: ((the twin towers crumbled again LoL j/k))
LA7JOE: Argh...
bmancarder: (tsk)
LA7JOE: :::looks to Edge::: Is this..really?
LA7JOE: really...right....
KrackWeazel: ((that one was hash I am sorry))
bmancarder: I suppose. I've never been here before
LA7JOE: :::falls back into Weazel:::
LA7JOE: I can't believe this
LA7JOE: No...its just a mirage isn't it?
LA7JOE: :::Turns around grasping for hope::: Isn't it??
LA7JOE: RIght...guys?!
KrackWeazel: I am sorry my friend
LA7JOE: Just a mirage!!
LA7JOE: Isn't...isn't...it
bmancarder: ::shakes his head::
KrackWeazel: Joe, you have to realize this
LA7JOE: No....
KrackWeazel: this is what, we are trying to stop
LA7JOE: She's still there, I know she...has to be...
LA7JOE: :::pulls free from Weazel::: No, she's there!!
LA7JOE: Mom!!!
KrackWeazel: all the loved ones of many who were like you, will be destroyed
again, if we cannot Stop this Gallu fella
bmancarder: ::grabs Joe::
LA7JOE: :::Runs to the edge of the boat leaping
LA7JOE: off*
bmancarder: ::tries to Catch Joe::
LA7JOE: [[Edge misses as Joe lands in the water, swimming towards the City]]
KrackWeazel: lets go
bmancarder: Weazel!
bmancarder: Can you get him?
KrackWeazel: ::wings unfold as he grabs edge::
bmancarder: Grab him and fly to the island?
bmancarder: WOW!
KrackWeazel: ::flies toward joe::
KrackWeazel: Joe wanna lift
KrackWeazel: ::swoops down and grabs Joe::
LA7JOE: He...HEY!
KrackWeazel: ::flies carring both of them::
LA7JOE: [[They land on the outskirts of the city]]
KrackWeazel: ::sets the both down::
LA7JOE: Argh...
LA7JOE: :::beathing heavy:::
KrackWeazel: ::lands behind them wings collapsing back in::
KrackWeazel: joe
LA7JOE: :::Stands up::
LA7JOE: It just can't be...
KrackWeazel: Remember, we need to stop this from happening again
KrackWeazel: we don't want another New York
KrackWeazel: all the blood shed
LA7JOE: BUt...
LA7JOE: but...
SlrMeteor: ((oooh this better be important... I've got work ta do ><))
LA7JOE: :::runs into the city:::
LA7JOE: :::leaping over the ruins:::
KrackWeazel: We may not beable to change what may have happend
KrackWeazel: ::watches joe::
bmancarder: ::sighs::
KrackWeazel: he won't believe until he wants to
bmancarder: He needs to see for himself
LA7JOE: MOM!!
KrackWeazel: ::nods::
LA7JOE: Come on...
LA7JOE: Oh god...:::Spots short:::
KrackWeazel: lets follow him, make sure he is gunna be ok
LA7JOE: Its all...in ruins
LA7JOE: These places..i 've nbeen to so many times
bmancarder: But should stay back a bit, I think
KrackWeazel: ::walks after joe::
LA7JOE: MOm!!!!!
KrackWeazel: yep
bmancarder: ::follows::
KrackWeazel: ::watches from the shadows::
LA7JOE: :::Runs up again:::
LA7JOE: :::Runs hands over the old cars:::
LA7JOE: No...
LA7JOE: :::runs farther in:::
LA7JOE: This can't be!!
LA7JOE: City...that never sleeps right!!
LA7JOE: RIGHT!!!!!
LA7JOE: NO!!
LA7JOE: :::falls to knee's, crying now:::
KrackWeazel: now we step in Edge
KrackWeazel: ::walks up to Joe::
bmancarder: Indeed
LA7JOE: [[Before they can reach him something happens]]
bmancarder: ::walks up to the others::
KrackWeazel: ::looks::
bmancarder: ::or tries to but something happens::
LA7JOE: [[A figure can be seen walking up to Joe]]
LA7JOE: :::Stands back up, seeing a person coming:::
KrackWeazel: ::raises a brow::
LA7JOE: Mom?
LA7JOE: Dad?
LA7JOE: Nick?!
LA7JOE: [[The person only laughs as he reaches Joe]]
LA7JOE: :::see's his face:::
LA7JOE: Who...are you?!
bmancarder: This is strange
LA7JOE: What are you doing here!!
KrackWeazel: indeed
LA7JOE: Argh!!
LA7JOE: :::Holds head:::
LA7JOE: G: :::Says nothing, just ooking Joe over:::
LA7JOE: :::opens eyes, very clear now:::
LA7JOE: IT'S YOU!!!
LA7JOE: :::Grabs onto him, shoving him against a old car:::
KrackWeazel: hmmmmmm
KrackWeazel: not good
LA7JOE: YOUR THE ONE WHO BROUGHT ME HERE!!!
LA7JOE: :::shoves him into the car:: WHY!!
LA7JOE: WHY!!!!!
LA7JOE: [[The team finally runs up as Edge hears it and realizes who it is]]
bmancarder: Wait until theres trouble
LA7JOE: TELL ME NOW, WHY YOU DID THIS!!
bmancarder: ::n/m::
LA7JOE: G: :::laughs:::
LA7JOE: Argh...don't laugh at me!!
KrackWeazel: ::looks::
LA7JOE: G: Perhaps, if you let me go
LA7JOE: Argh...:::Let's him go:::
LA7JOE: [[The team reaches Joe, looking at the man now]]
LA7JOE: G: :::Looks them over:::
LA7JOE: G: You trave with...interesting companions
LA7JOE: travel*
LA7JOE: G: :::laughs agian:::
LA7JOE: G: A Naz-gumi
SlrMeteor: ((Did you see that show, The Chamber? That's such a sick ass
show!! Hah hah!))
LA7JOE: G: A Sorcerer I see...
KrackWeazel: ((it blows goats))
LA7JOE: Who are you!!
bmancarder: (I didnt see it)
LA7JOE: G: :::smiles again:::
KrackWeazel: dosen't even know what I am
bmancarder: (wha'z'it?)
KrackWeazel: kinda hard when I don't even know::laughs::
LA7JOE: G: My name is Gabriel
SlrMeteor: ((Nah that show rulez!))
KrackWeazel: ((kinda lame))
KrackWeazel: Gabriel huh
LA7JOE: Why and how did you bring me here!!
LA7JOE: [[Phil looks at him oddly, thinking about who he is]]
LA7JOE: G: I brought you hear for a simple reason
SlrMeteor: Gabirel... Heard that before.... hmm
LA7JOE: G: Because of what happened in 2000 years ago, that's why
LA7JOE: G: You don't understand do you?
LA7JOE: G: Gallu came, chaos ensued
KrackWeazel: and you need us?
LA7JOE: G: A month of destruction, city after city fell, death all around,
an unescapeable death
LA7JOE: G: Until they arrived
LA7JOE: G: A small group of rebels I guess you can call them
LA7JOE: G: They fought Gallu, and finally warded him off!
SlrMeteor: That's a fairy tale.
LA7JOE: G: One of those rebels, was your father
bmancarder: It proves Gallu can be beaten
SlrMeteor: Everybody knows a small group of rebels couldn't have warded off
something as big as Gallu
LA7JOE: G: So isnt it only logical to bring his sons here, to stop him?
LA7JOE: My father?!
LA7JOE: SHUT UP!!
LA7JOE: HE LEFT US!!
LA7JOE: G: No...he did not
KrackWeazel: sons::thinking about the pluralness of it::
LA7JOE: G: He was preparing for Gallu, so that YOU could live
LA7JOE: G: That's bullshit
SlrMeteor: ((Ahh... Nanaki! How FF7! I wanna play that game again! >D))
LA7JOE: ((scarcht ath G:))
KrackWeazel: ((x the G))
LA7JOE: G: Is it?
LA7JOE: G: Have you been to the Library of FOrgotten Thoughts?
LA7JOE: G: I have :::grins:::
KrackWeazel: ((needPS2 must play FFX))
SlrMeteor: ((Ditto))
LA7JOE: Did you say SOns?
LA7JOE: SONS!
LA7JOE: Does that mean...
LA7JOE: G: Yes
LA7JOE: WHERE IS HE?!
LA7JOE: G: I do not know, I wanted to bring you both here 3 years ago
LA7JOE: G: I aws interrupted by those blasted Tech Junkies, and could only
bring Nick
LA7JOE: G: I lost him shortly after and haven't found him since, but you ah
yes finally 3 years later I brought you and foud you
KrackWeazel: bah damn junkies
LA7JOE: G: Do you understand what I'm say ing?!
LA7JOE: G: You have half of the puzzel on your back
LA7JOE: The Sword?
LA7JOE: G: Yes, there are two
LA7JOE: G: Two Swords of War
LA7JOE: G: If you and Nick get them, You may be able to defeat Gallu
KrackWeazel: I was gunna say Sword of peace but who am I::laughs::
LA7JOE: G: :::looks at Edge::: Is it your journey isn't it?
LA7JOE: G: This is waht you set out to do, is it not?
bmancarder: To defeat Gallu? Yes, it is
LA7JOE: G: :::smiles::: I believed so, its in your blood is it not?
SlrMeteor: Feh... Gabriel, aren't you a little old to believe in Fairy Tales
like that? Gallu cannot be stopped so easily.
bmancarder: Aye
KrackWeazel: ::walks away a bit siting on whats left of a sidewalk::
LA7JOE: G: Fairy Tale is it not, Phil
LA7JOE: G: :::smirks at Phil:::
LA7JOE: G: You don't quite understand yet
SlrMeteor: Ofcouse it is. A small group of rebels with sticks and swords
cannot defeat a being like Gallu
KrackWeazel: <mumbles to self>funny how everyone has a minute roll in
this little shindig
LA7JOE: G: But yet, it happened
SlrMeteor: There's no proof.
LA7JOE: G: Is there not?
KrackWeazel: ::looks up at the sky::
LA7JOE: G: You have much to learn young Sorcerer
LA7JOE: G: You've yet to open your eyes
SlrMeteor: And looks aorund!?
SlrMeteor: Yes! Looka round!
SlrMeteor: What do you see?
LA7JOE: G: :::laughs again, almost mockingly:::
LA7JOE: G: You'll see soon enough
SlrMeteor: Does t looked like anything was saved here? It doesn't look like
Gallu was warded off easily.
bmancarder: (laters. Gotta go)
LA7JOE: ((see ya))
KrackWeazel: (later)
KrackWeazel: ::stands up::
KrackWeazel: enough, we need to go to that library
LA7JOE: G: Yes, you do
LA7JOE: G: But first, I must warn you
KrackWeazel: been a goal of mine for awhile anyways
LA7JOE: G: The man who holds the second Sword of War
LA7JOE: G: Grange, the leader of the Tech Junkies
LA7JOE: G: He'll come after you Joe, be careful
LA7JOE: Grange...huh?
KrackWeazel: Do you know where GRange is?
LA7JOE: G: Technico
KrackWeazel: I have a bone to pick with him
KrackWeazel: ::nods::
LA7JOE: G: Be careful
LA7JOE: G: :::smiles at Phil:::
LA7JOE: G: Young Sorcerer, let me destroy your faith
LA7JOE: G: Let me, tarnish your beliefs
KrackWeazel: I think I need to pay Grange a visit
LA7JOE: G: Let me break you down
SlrMeteor: ::backs away: Are you hitting on me!?
KrackWeazel: ::wings unfold::
SlrMeteor: ((Hah hah! I coudln't resist! ^_^))
LA7JOE: Wait here, Weazel
LA7JOE: We go together when we go...
LA7JOE: G: :::remains stern:::
LA7JOE: G: You believe int eh Mages ye?
KrackWeazel: he wants me for some reason, I am gunna give him what he
wants::smirks::
SlrMeteor: ::Shrugs:: I believe in Mages.
LA7JOE: G: And this war
LA7JOE: G: The evil Techies, correct?
KrackWeazel: ::flaps wings up and floats into the air::
SlrMeteor: I suppose, if you want to call them evil.
LA7JOE: G: Wrong, Sorcerer, Wron
LA7JOE: wrong*
LA7JOE: G: :::laughs:::
LA7JOE: G: I suppose I like to call it the trinity of evil
LA7JOE: G: and perhaps you can call the war a big facade
KrackWeazel: not all Technology is bad my friend
LA7JOE: G: Now listen carefully
LA7JOE: G: This entire War is about one thing and one thing alone
LA7JOE: G: :::points to Joe's sword:: Finding THAT
LA7JOE: G: That sword right there
LA7JOE: G: That's it
LA7JOE: G: Are you upset yet?
LA7JOE: G: :::Looks at Phil:::
SlrMeteor: I don't care about the war.
LA7JOE: G: Now you will
SlrMeteor: It's been going on far to long.
LA7JOE: G: Did you know that the Techies and Mages are working together?
SlrMeteor: Are they? What world are you living in?
LA7JOE: G: Did you know taht Grange and Master Mage Garendorff the leader of
ALL mages are working otgether?
LA7JOE: G: That's right
LA7JOE: G: :::laughs again::: Greed consumes even a mage my friend
SlrMeteor: I've told you. I don't care about the war! Or the Techies! Or
the mages! I'm not a Mere Mage.
LA7JOE: G: Yes, you are a sorcerer
LA7JOE: G: but they too are tainted
KrackWeazel: to much chit chat
KrackWeazel: time is being wasted
LA7JOE: G: The young and beautiful Sorceress Jocelyn, she is the third part
of this trinity of evil
LA7JOE: G: Yes, a sorceress
LA7JOE: G: Your kind
SlrMeteor: Maybe so but I am not! And that's all I care about!
SlrMeteor: ::Shakes head:: Why are you telling me this! I cannot fight in
the war!
SlrMeteor: I cannot fight against Gallu! I cannot FIGHT!
LA7JOE: G: :::laughs at Phil:::
LA7JOE: G: Oh, but you will
SlrMeteor: I want to go back home, I have no further business with any of
these people!
LA7JOE: G: Yet you will continue with them, right to the end
SlrMeteor: According to who? You?
LA7JOE: G: That's right
LA7JOE: G: It's yoru destiny
SlrMeteor: ...Why should I listen to everyone else's interpretation of my
destiny?
LA7JOE: G: You shall see
LA7JOE: G: :::moves away:::
LA7JOE: G: I leave you now
LA7JOE: Hey!
LA7JOE: WHere are youg oign?!
LA7JOE: G: To continue what i've odne for 3 years, look for your brother
LA7JOE: Nick...
KrackWeazel: Joe
SlrMeteor: So you're a stalker, huh?
KrackWeazel: lets go
KrackWeazel: ::walks off towards the boat::
SlrMeteor: Fine I'll come with you for now. Until the library.
LA7JOE: :::Nods to Weazel:::
LA7JOE: [[They start towards the boat]]
SlrMeteor: Then I really have no further business. ::Walks to the boat::
LA7JOE: M: Joe
LA7JOE: :::Stops, not looking back:::
LA7JOE: G*
LA7JOE: G: I'll find him
LA7JOE: G: But remember
LA7JOE: G: Leave the past where it belongs...in the back of your head
LA7JOE: Wha-
LA7JOE: G: You'll understand soon ehough
LA7JOE: Right...
LA7JOE: :::walks away:::
LA7JOE: [[Joe reaches the boat and gets on with the rest]]
LA7JOE: [[They begin to sail off not exactly sure where they will head just
yet]]
LA7JOE: [[As the boat leaves, they can still see Gabriel standing there,
just looking at them]]
KrackWeazel: ::waves bye bye to him::
LA7JOE: [[With so much more known now, they can only think one thing]]
LA7JOE: [[Was he really telling...the truth?]]
LA7JOE: ~~End SIM~~
KrackWeazel: damn couldn't type it fast enough