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Post by broken on Mar 27, 2017 17:23:18 GMT -5
(Ok never mind not who I would've guessed. uh I don't remember a jade tiger thing. Maybe I missed it a while back) (Now I'm wondering who you thought it was. It's a headcannon version of Myrnin. At this point, all the characters I RP are headcannons tied together with facts from the story. Loosely tied together...with fraying string...
It was happened between Myrnin and two of Stranger Things characters. It didn't go on for to long either.)
(Um I actually forgot who I thought it was. I guess the doctor or something oh ok, yeah Han I definitely missed that.) |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 17:43:25 GMT -5
The Doctor nodded. He had given up too, deciding that it would be best for the two of them to duke it out. Oliver seemed strong, but he knew that The Master could most definitely hold his own against most. "'Koschei the Deathless' or something like that," he replied, from memory. Believe it or not, at least where he was from, The Master had been the one they'd written that whole thing about. "That Koschei hid his soul away so he could never be killed, in the myth."
The Master laughed, cracking his neck as he stood there, arms loose down at his sides as he studied the vampire, watching his eyes turn from normal colors to that blood red. "Do I want a fight?" he asked, eyes narrowing before he rolled his arms and said, "sure." With that, he charged at Oliver, smaller than the other man, but faster than average human. "Hum," said Myrnin. "Fitting name then." He pointed at the Doctor. "Do you have an odd and hard to pronounce name as well?" If he had meant to be rude he didn't show it. His consistent grin was on his face and he was paying no attention to the Master and Oliver anymore. "What is with you and cracking your neck," muttered Oliver. Like most things about the Master, it was getting on his nerves. If the more than average speed surprised the vampire he didn't show it. He also didn't move. Vampires fought a little differently than humans (though how the Master fought Oliver was still waiting to find out). They were considered hunters, and like cats, played with what they were hunting. This, and because they were much stronger than humans, meant they rarely had to fight head-on like this. They used tactic that would injure and break bones. And those habits died hard. As the Master's got closer Oliver jumped forward, but instead of trying to strike the man he reach out with great speed and pulled the Time Lord toward him, trying to use his momentum against him. His knee came up, aiming for the Master's nose.
(I hope I did that alright. I don't do fights to often. ^^' )
"Yes," The Doctor said, but made no move to tell Myrnin what that odd and hard to pronounce name was, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched The Master charge at Oliver, and then Oliver grab The Master. Idiots.
Now, the other Time Lord was a little bit shocked when Oliver grabbed him, yanking him forward and bringing a knee up towards his nose. The Master leaned back, the knee striking him off the jaw instead. He bounced back up, tongue throbbing as he reached forward and grabbed at Oliver's pant leg, aiming to pull him downwards and forwards towards him, to knock him in the face maybe, or knee him back.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 17:46:04 GMT -5
Kuragehime and @bolderpelt :
Conan followed the two inside, and as he half expected the door closed behind him, cutting their retreat off. "Dramatics, dramatics," he muttered. The room they had entered was small, covered in faded olive carpet which made it look sort of like a hotel room. A small table by the door had a potted fern on top of it, decoratively set to be boring and a simple. A striped red and dark green arm chair was in one corner, complete with end table made of oak. The armchair was unoccupied, but a coffee mug was on the end table. A small, open, laptop computer also was on it. Sable's face stared out at them "Anyone starting to think this is just a little to much like a badly written movie?" muttered Conan. Sable, or what looked a little like the face they had seen over the glass wall, looked offended. The eyes that were like black tunnels and never quite focused on you were looking at a place just above Eleven's left shoulder. "That's nice. After I invited you to meet me in person and everything." Conan looked with half lidded, slightly bored eyes. "If that's the only reason to be here, I'm leaving. This is boring. Plus, I refuse to believe this is 'in person'. There is no way I'm believing a computer brought us here."
Eleven glanced around, eyes focusing on the computer. And, in the fashion of any young child, her first question was, "Can you see?" She gestured to his eyes with her own hand, cocking her head to one side to study the laptop.
She had no idea what it was, because she'd never actually seen a computer, just had it described to her. She figured it was another thing like the glass wall, but she knew that it wasn't the time to ask.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 27, 2017 21:57:40 GMT -5
(Now I'm wondering who you thought it was. It's a headcannon version of Myrnin. At this point, all the characters I RP are headcannons tied together with facts from the story. Loosely tied together...with fraying string...
It was happened between Myrnin and two of Stranger Things characters. It didn't go on for to long either.)
(Um I actually forgot who I thought it was. I guess the doctor or something oh ok, yeah Han I definitely missed that.) (Nah. I've tried to draw him, but I can't get the hair right.  He's harder to draw than Sherlock. I still vote everyone can only ever have bald characters. Hair's just to much, trouble.) |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 27, 2017 22:10:43 GMT -5
Kuragehime (Yes, I am. I got interested after you joined with Aizen. O.O How many episodes does this show have? Has it beet Detective Conan's 500+ yet?) Kid slowly followed, hoping the museum would actually favor them now. He didn't want this to end up like the flute. He eyed the random items, unsure if any of them would even be useful. "Possibly one can do something?" Then he noticed a bit of wire, as his eyes ran over the items, he found what that wire was attached to. His hand shot out and retrieved a monocle from under a couple of papers. "Ah, so this museum does have things from my word." He moved the wire, letting the pendent on the end swing. "To bad the rest of the costume, like my cape, isn't here as well." He put the monocle away and continued to look over the items. Nothing other than that had really caught his eye, but as he had said, maybe it was something that didn't look special. He poked a small bit of paper with the long rod and suddenly writing, no, a map, started to be outlined on it. Yay! It's one of my favorite series~]] It has 366 episodes, so not quite 500 yet xD One Piece is at 781 tho]] Aizen glanced at Kid, raising an eyebrow as he imagined Kid in a cape for a moment. The map however quickly stole his attention and his eye widened as he looked at it. Even the great Aizen wore a look of plain surprised on his face. Could it actually be a map of the museum? No, that would be far too easy... right? "It was a good thing we looked over here," he said, stooping over to watch the map unfold. My mind immediately went to the Marauders Map in Harry Potter after reading your post xD}] (I have a long way to go then. XD ) (Mine too, but this wont be as helpful.) Unfortunately, as Kid watched, he saw that this would not be so easy as a map of the museum. The ink blossomed from the center, falling over the paper like it was trying to run over rocks. The map showed the exit from the hallway to begin with, but from there was only a dotted line, as if someone was telling you how to find pirate treasure. But there were no landmarks, just odd, slightly curved lines branching out from the bit marked 'hallway'. In even intervals, a small circle was drawn until the ink reached the edge of the paper. Apart from that, only the dotted line, ending at a small sketch of an butterfly, was shown. "How do you read this thing?" asked Kid, eyeing the map. "There isn't anything to show where to turn or what path to take." (What's the one thing that's the hardest to change in the museum. The items can be moved around, so what can't be? :3 ) |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 27, 2017 22:45:02 GMT -5
Lark, Kuragehime, broken, tinybreezeHanna's eyes widened, but at this pointed she'd already seen a living statue before. After she'd realized what she was seeing her eyes narrowed. "If you have a better idea for how to fight AIDAN I'd love to know. He's been defeated by technology before and I can do it again. But that means I can find a computer and send an anti-virus into the museums system. Considering what I've done so far, retrieving the old texts Sable sent out and tracking the machines already in the museum, it's clear I should be able to do just that."
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 27, 2017 23:21:18 GMT -5
"Hum," said Myrnin. "Fitting name then." He pointed at the Doctor. "Do you have an odd and hard to pronounce name as well?" If he had meant to be rude he didn't show it. His consistent grin was on his face and he was paying no attention to the Master and Oliver anymore. "What is with you and cracking your neck," muttered Oliver. Like most things about the Master, it was getting on his nerves. If the more than average speed surprised the vampire he didn't show it. He also didn't move. Vampires fought a little differently than humans (though how the Master fought Oliver was still waiting to find out). They were considered hunters, and like cats, played with what they were hunting. This, and because they were much stronger than humans, meant they rarely had to fight head-on like this. They used tactic that would injure and break bones. And those habits died hard. As the Master's got closer Oliver jumped forward, but instead of trying to strike the man he reach out with great speed and pulled the Time Lord toward him, trying to use his momentum against him. His knee came up, aiming for the Master's nose.
(I hope I did that alright. I don't do fights to often. ^^' )
"Yes," The Doctor said, but made no move to tell Myrnin what that odd and hard to pronounce name was, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched The Master charge at Oliver, and then Oliver grab The Master. Idiots.
Now, the other Time Lord was a little bit shocked when Oliver grabbed him, yanking him forward and bringing a knee up towards his nose. The Master leaned back, the knee striking him off the jaw instead. He bounced back up, tongue throbbing as he reached forward and grabbed at Oliver's pant leg, aiming to pull him downwards and forwards towards him, to knock him in the face maybe, or knee him back.
He hadn't gotten to that part of the plan yet. Hopefully it would go in his favor. His mouth was already bleeding. "Is it worth the effort to interfere?" asked Myrnin after a few seconds. "I mean, letting them kill each other after all this," he waved his hand around to indicate the museum. "Seems like all it would do would be to entertain this Sable person or AIDAN or whatever. Well, it also makes them feel better, I suppose, but really?" He raised an eyebrow. Under other circumstances it might have amused him. But he'd used up his quota of amusement for this chapter of the museum. Oliver clearly hadn't, though. Since the Master had used almost the same move he had just made it was almost funny that it work. Oliver could have resisted the pull, but ended up being surprised that the Master had avoided the full blow. He tried to make up for his mistake by kicking out at the Time Lord's knee. Once again, it wasn't an effective offensive move, but used by Oliver it could possible still work if it connected before the Master did whatever he was planning by pulling him forward. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2017 5:31:58 GMT -5
"Yes," The Doctor said, but made no move to tell Myrnin what that odd and hard to pronounce name was, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched The Master charge at Oliver, and then Oliver grab The Master. Idiots.
Now, the other Time Lord was a little bit shocked when Oliver grabbed him, yanking him forward and bringing a knee up towards his nose. The Master leaned back, the knee striking him off the jaw instead. He bounced back up, tongue throbbing as he reached forward and grabbed at Oliver's pant leg, aiming to pull him downwards and forwards towards him, to knock him in the face maybe, or knee him back.
He hadn't gotten to that part of the plan yet. Hopefully it would go in his favor. His mouth was already bleeding. "Is it worth the effort to interfere?" asked Myrnin after a few seconds. "I mean, letting them kill each other after all this," he waved his hand around to indicate the museum. "Seems like all it would do would be to entertain this Sable person or AIDAN or whatever. Well, it also makes them feel better, I suppose, but really?" He raised an eyebrow. Under other circumstances it might have amused him. But he'd used up his quota of amusement for this chapter of the museum. Oliver clearly hadn't, though. Since the Master had used almost the same move he had just made it was almost funny that it work. Oliver could have resisted the pull, but ended up being surprised that the Master had avoided the full blow. He tried to make up for his mistake by kicking out at the Time Lord's knee. Once again, it wasn't an effective offensive move, but used by Oliver it could possible still work if it connected before the Master did whatever he was planning by pulling him forward. The blow hit The Master's knee, since he was already so close to Oliver, and he grimaced, though with one of his hands he reached up with one hand and legitimately tried to slap the vampire in the face, the most petty move of all. He did look like he was enjoying himself.
"Give them thirty more seconds," The Doctor shrugged, "they'll turn on us if we try at getting between them. Besides, The Master deserves to get his butt kicked." |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 28, 2017 14:42:05 GMT -5
"Is it worth the effort to interfere?" asked Myrnin after a few seconds. "I mean, letting them kill each other after all this," he waved his hand around to indicate the museum. "Seems like all it would do would be to entertain this Sable person or AIDAN or whatever. Well, it also makes them feel better, I suppose, but really?" He raised an eyebrow. Under other circumstances it might have amused him. But he'd used up his quota of amusement for this chapter of the museum. Oliver clearly hadn't, though. Since the Master had used almost the same move he had just made it was almost funny that it work. Oliver could have resisted the pull, but ended up being surprised that the Master had avoided the full blow. He tried to make up for his mistake by kicking out at the Time Lord's knee. Once again, it wasn't an effective offensive move, but used by Oliver it could possible still work if it connected before the Master did whatever he was planning by pulling him forward. The blow hit The Master's knee, since he was already so close to Oliver, and he grimaced, though with one of his hands he reached up with one hand and legitimately tried to slap the vampire in the face, the most petty move of all. He did look like he was enjoying himself.
"Give them thirty more seconds," The Doctor shrugged, "they'll turn on us if we try at getting between them. Besides, The Master deserves to get his butt kicked." That connected, but was about as effective as slapping at a brick wall. It had no effect other than to amusing Oliver a little. He was now half smiling, though it wasn't, in Myrnin's view, a very nice smile. But it didn't really hold much anger anymore, just the sort of confidence he had when he was something was giving him a challenge. This man put up a better fight than most humans at least. Not many humans could even land a blow. "Oliver has a tendency to kill anyone who can beet him, so it might be best that this ends soon," Myrnin pointed out. Oliver tried to hook the leg he'd just used around the Master's legs. A move like that would cause an opponent to have to bend his knees swiftly or fall backwards. It was usually a move that finished a fight, leaving one person standing and the other on the ground. |
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Post by Lark on Mar 28, 2017 18:05:13 GMT -5
Lark , Kuragehime , broken , tinybreeze Hanna's eyes widened, but at this pointed she'd already seen a living statue before. After she'd realized what she was seeing her eyes narrowed. "If you have a better idea for how to fight AIDAN I'd love to know. He's been defeated by technology before and I can do it again. But that means I can find a computer and send an anti-virus into the museums system. Considering what I've done so far, retrieving the old texts Sable sent out and tracking the machines already in the museum, it's clear I should be able to do just that." The amber rat only blinked though it was visible that it was irritated by the movements of its glossy, yellow tail. "Whatever."The statue shrugged its shoulders. "Since you love to know, there's a big kitty cat around the block with the junk you need but you might need some muscle to handle it." It advised her looking at the group with its beady black eyes. "I'd rather help out the more likely winner here but Sable's been doing bad things in the museum. An even crazier entity ruling this place is bad for everyone, even that lousy excuse Sable." |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2017 18:19:26 GMT -5
The blow hit The Master's knee, since he was already so close to Oliver, and he grimaced, though with one of his hands he reached up with one hand and legitimately tried to slap the vampire in the face, the most petty move of all. He did look like he was enjoying himself.
"Give them thirty more seconds," The Doctor shrugged, "they'll turn on us if we try at getting between them. Besides, The Master deserves to get his butt kicked." That connected, but was about as effective as slapping at a brick wall. It had no effect other than to amusing Oliver a little. He was now half smiling, though it wasn't, in Myrnin's view, a very nice smile. But it didn't really hold much anger anymore, just the sort of confidence he had when he was something was giving him a challenge. This man put up a better fight than most humans at least. Not many humans could even land a blow. "Oliver has a tendency to kill anyone who can beet him, so it might be best that this ends soon," Myrnin pointed out. Oliver tried to hook the leg he'd just used around the Master's legs. A move like that would cause an opponent to have to bend his knees swiftly or fall backwards. It was usually a move that finished a fight, leaving one person standing and the other on the ground. The Master fell back, clearly not even trying to dodge the leg as it slammed into the backs of his knees and sent him crashing onto the floor. His head bonked off of the hard floor, and he just laughed, lazily aiming a kick towards Oliver's, er.... nether regions.
"Alright," the other Time Lord finally said, beginning forward without much haste as he began, voice even, "okay, boys, better break it up before someone here really ends up getting hurt..." |
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Post by broken on Mar 28, 2017 19:17:19 GMT -5
(im shocked you understood what I typed because I have no idea what I typed
Anyway, I'll read what I missed and reply)
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Post by broken on Mar 28, 2017 19:32:53 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur, Kuragehime, Lark, tinybreezeNoé frowned, looking between the rat and Hanna as they argued back and forth. "Guys," he said softly, not really sure what to even say. "Guys, if this group keeps this up, I'll just leave and I won't pick a side. But I think that you actually have a possibility of winning this battle, and I don't remember if Sable ever said that those who chose option 2 aren't allowed to get help from others," he said, rubbing his head a little as he tried to think of anything else. "But yeah, lets go find that computer and get everything set up!"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 28, 2017 21:22:23 GMT -5
tinybreeze, Lark, broken, KuragehimeHanna grumbled a little, but stopped talking. Noé's words had had some impact and she realized she was wasting time. "Alright, sorry, fine." Her eyes were drawn back to the vampire. "Sorry..." She started moving along, following the rat's directions. She wasn't quite sure what it had meant by big kitty cat. But it didn't sound good...
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 28, 2017 21:25:35 GMT -5
@bolderpelt
Oliver took a few leaping steps back, his version of amusement playing on his face. "To slow. So very slow."
Myrnin pushed himself away from the junk pile. "Can we just find what we need to and move on?"
Oliver's eyes flickered back to him, looking a little annoyed, but at least he'd worked of most of his anger.
(Bleck, short post. Sorry.)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2017 21:45:24 GMT -5
The Doctor glanced up at Oliver before reaching down, hands under The Master's arms as he heaved him up and to his feet. The other Time Lord wobbled, but The Doctor kept his hand on the small of his back until he steadied out, head lolling back as blood pooled around his nose and mouth. He looked like he'd been hit with a bat.
"You're an idiot," The Doctor mumbled as he pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket, holding it out to the man before him, who put it over his nose and mouth with a garbled chuckle.
"Bwurn in ell," he said, maybe to all of them, before popping his back and beginning to limp away, in the direction they had originally been going. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 28, 2017 22:17:32 GMT -5
@bolderpelt
"Might happen," chuckled Myrnin. "Vampire, remember." He walked in a steady pace after the Master, whistling a cheerful tune. After several seconds, with eyebrows raised, Oliver followed. He was drifting after the two in the sense that he was just going in the same direction. He'd never actually follow them. He'd rather get beaten by the Master.
Both of the vampire's train of thought were going in the same direction. Funny...the sight of blood doesn't seem to effect us as strongly here... Myrnin, who had a little less control over when his eyes shifted, was struggling to keep them green. They flashed crimson every now and again, but that seemed the only side-effect of the Master's bleeding. He dropped back several paces until he was walking besides the Doctor, trying to get the smell out of his nose. He wasn't hungry, but that didn't stop instinct that had been around for over 500 years. Oliver didn't adjust his pace and showed no sign of discomfort.
"You mentioned drums?" Myrnin said again, picking up the question he'd asked before Oliver had interrupted.
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Post by tinybreeze on Mar 29, 2017 8:47:47 GMT -5
Quote wasn't sure what the cat was, but it seemed dangerous. A lion or tiger, maybe. He wished he had the Spur, or even King's blade, but he couldn't do anything about that. Until he got a weapon, he'd have to rely on the others. He quietly followed Hanna, muttering a quick "Thanks" to the rat.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2017 10:40:22 GMT -5
@bolderpelt "Might happen," chuckled Myrnin. "Vampire, remember." He walked in a steady pace after the Master, whistling a cheerful tune. After several seconds, with eyebrows raised, Oliver followed. He was drifting after the two in the sense that he was just going in the same direction. He'd never actually follow them. He'd rather get beaten by the Master. Both of the vampire's train of thought were going in the same direction. Funny...the sight of blood doesn't seem to effect us as strongly here... Myrnin, who had a little less control over when his eyes shifted, was struggling to keep them green. They flashed crimson every now and again, but that seemed the only side-effect of the Master's bleeding. He dropped back several paces until he was walking besides the Doctor, trying to get the smell out of his nose. He wasn't hungry, but that didn't stop instinct that had been around for over 500 years. Oliver didn't adjust his pace and showed no sign of discomfort. "You mentioned drums?" Myrnin said again, picking up the question he'd asked before Oliver had interrupted. "Mmm?" The Doctor asked. He had been thinking, eyes roaming the piles of stuff and picking things out, brain drawing conclusions about what they might have been for, or what they did. Myrnin's question took him by surprise too. He had forgotten they had been talking about that, but nevertheless he nodded, humming a yes in the back of his throat, "Yeah, drums. His." He gestured to The Master flippantly, putting his hands into his pockets as he headed along behind him. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 29, 2017 15:37:29 GMT -5
@bolderpelt "Might happen," chuckled Myrnin. "Vampire, remember." He walked in a steady pace after the Master, whistling a cheerful tune. After several seconds, with eyebrows raised, Oliver followed. He was drifting after the two in the sense that he was just going in the same direction. He'd never actually follow them. He'd rather get beaten by the Master. Both of the vampire's train of thought were going in the same direction. Funny...the sight of blood doesn't seem to effect us as strongly here... Myrnin, who had a little less control over when his eyes shifted, was struggling to keep them green. They flashed crimson every now and again, but that seemed the only side-effect of the Master's bleeding. He dropped back several paces until he was walking besides the Doctor, trying to get the smell out of his nose. He wasn't hungry, but that didn't stop instinct that had been around for over 500 years. Oliver didn't adjust his pace and showed no sign of discomfort. "You mentioned drums?" Myrnin said again, picking up the question he'd asked before Oliver had interrupted. "Mmm?" The Doctor asked. He had been thinking, eyes roaming the piles of stuff and picking things out, brain drawing conclusions about what they might have been for, or what they did. Myrnin's question took him by surprise too. He had forgotten they had been talking about that, but nevertheless he nodded, humming a yes in the back of his throat, "Yeah, drums. His." He gestured to The Master flippantly, putting his hands into his pockets as he headed along behind him. "What does that mean?" Myrnin pressed, not really accepting that as a complete answer. His eyes flickered again as he tried to keep his attention on the conversation. Oliver, always taking the path less traveled, was not walking on the, mostly, clear path and was instead clambering from one large sized item to another along the side of the path. He was several paces to the left of Myrnin and a few feet up. He set his foot on top of a bookcase, then on the step of a ladder, pushed off and jumped to the top of a crate. This repeated until he finally ran into a bunch of smaller, random items that he couldn't use as stepping stones. When that happened he looked across the aisle and hopped over to some larger item over there. (Anything you want them to run into?) |
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 29, 2017 22:17:15 GMT -5
Yay! It's one of my favorite series~]] It has 366 episodes, so not quite 500 yet xD One Piece is at 781 tho]] Aizen glanced at Kid, raising an eyebrow as he imagined Kid in a cape for a moment. The map however quickly stole his attention and his eye widened as he looked at it. Even the great Aizen wore a look of plain surprised on his face. Could it actually be a map of the museum? No, that would be far too easy... right? "It was a good thing we looked over here," he said, stooping over to watch the map unfold. My mind immediately went to the Marauders Map in Harry Potter after reading your post xD}] (I have a long way to go then. XD ) (Mine too, but this wont be as helpful.) Unfortunately, as Kid watched, he saw that this would not be so easy as a map of the museum. The ink blossomed from the center, falling over the paper like it was trying to run over rocks. The map showed the exit from the hallway to begin with, but from there was only a dotted line, as if someone was telling you how to find pirate treasure. But there were no landmarks, just odd, slightly curved lines branching out from the bit marked 'hallway'. In even intervals, a small circle was drawn until the ink reached the edge of the paper. Apart from that, only the dotted line, ending at a small sketch of an butterfly, was shown. "How do you read this thing?" asked Kid, eyeing the map. "There isn't anything to show where to turn or what path to take." (What's the one thing that's the hardest to change in the museum. The items can be moved around, so what can't be? :3 ) Yup xD]] And I'm gonna guess walls...]] Aizen rubbed his chin in thought, staring at the map in silence for quite some time. As he thought, expecting a nice legible map was out of the question. "These lines here and there," he started, his finger tracing along the curved lines. He looked around. "Perhaps they are the walls..." He narrowed his eyes, the walls around them didn't look as rounded as the lines on the map but it was the only thing he could think them to be. "At least we know this will lead us to the mysterious butterfly." |
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 29, 2017 23:05:54 GMT -5
Mint, Stranger:
Kagura tilted her head as she stared back at Sable's strange-looking face on the screen. She agreed with Conan, this didn't seem like a very "in person" meeting. It did also feel like a bad movie. After Eleven asked her question, Kagura narrowed her eyes and pointed the end of her umbrella at the screen. "How do we know that's Sable? What if it's that AIDAN guy tricking us? AIDAN has control over computers, yes?"" she whispered to her companions. She was half-joking, but sounded serious enough about it.
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Mint, Rowlet, tinybreeze, broken:
Zoro took a step forward when he thought he heard mention of having to fight something. He was about to volunteer himself to fight the big cat, finally happy to have something he could do well, but then let out a defeated sigh when he heard the oxen say it was no more. Just my luck. "So if this cat's not around anymore, what about the useful stuff it had?" he asked the rat as the rabbit and ox ran off.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 30, 2017 14:47:02 GMT -5
(I have a long way to go then. XD ) (Mine too, but this wont be as helpful.) Unfortunately, as Kid watched, he saw that this would not be so easy as a map of the museum. The ink blossomed from the center, falling over the paper like it was trying to run over rocks. The map showed the exit from the hallway to begin with, but from there was only a dotted line, as if someone was telling you how to find pirate treasure. But there were no landmarks, just odd, slightly curved lines branching out from the bit marked 'hallway'. In even intervals, a small circle was drawn until the ink reached the edge of the paper. Apart from that, only the dotted line, ending at a small sketch of an butterfly, was shown. "How do you read this thing?" asked Kid, eyeing the map. "There isn't anything to show where to turn or what path to take." (What's the one thing that's the hardest to change in the museum. The items can be moved around, so what can't be? :3 ) Yup xD]] And I'm gonna guess walls...]] Aizen rubbed his chin in thought, staring at the map in silence for quite some time. As he thought, expecting a nice legible map was out of the question. "These lines here and there," he started, his finger tracing along the curved lines. He looked around. "Perhaps they are the walls..." He narrowed his eyes, the walls around them didn't look as rounded as the lines on the map but it was the only thing he could think them to be. "At least we know this will lead us to the mysterious butterfly." (Well, I'm also reading the manga at the same time, so that's taking up some of that time. ) (Reeeeally close. It's the ceiling. :3 ) Curved lines... wondered Kid. His eyes followed the walls, up and up until... Near the top, the walls of the outside of the museum curved, turning into the ceiling as it went. At even intervals a large light hung from the ceiling. Some where slightly broken and others were dark all together. Any other lights seemed to send out shafts of light that you could see by, even though it appeared that they couldn't have. "Look up," pointed out the thief. "You can tell where you need to go by looking at the lights." |
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 30, 2017 19:59:45 GMT -5
Oh nice! I know you just started, but how do you like it so far?]]
Ohhhh lol, that was obvious xD]]
Aizen looked up as Kid suggested and nodded. "It seems we can," he murmured, though a little upset he hadn't thought of that himself. The museum was throwing him off his game, he didn't like this feeling. With a glance at the map he straightened up a bit and studied the position of the lights before taking a few steps down the hall. "I believe it's pointing us this way," he said.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 30, 2017 21:09:10 GMT -5
Lark broken Kuragehime tinybreezeHanna stood there, holding Oliver's phone, and looked around. The computer was supposed to be around here somewhere, and once it was found this could finally end. Her eyes moved over the junk all around. Far off to her right was a window, a little to her left was a chest of drawers. A few dots on the phone drew her attention to a small box in the corner. She walked over and reached out her hand. Just before she touched the box she hesitated. There was no way so many electronics could fit in such a small box. Instead she turned away and started to dig through and under a pile under a tarp. After a few seconds she smiled, holding up an old, battered, laptop. "This will do." Quickly, she hooked the phone up to it, using two wires. Better to be safe. AIDAN might be watching more closely.
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Post by broken on Mar 30, 2017 21:17:49 GMT -5
Lark, mintedstar/fur, Kuragehime, tinybreezeNoe was just eyeing everyone now, not really sure what to do or say. There was a strange rat and everything else. He sighed, turning away from them. "Hey, a little random, but do you think there are things from our own worlds here? Because if there is, there might be something that can help us!" He said, but then blinked, looking over as a laptop was found. "Oh wow, so that's what you were talking about?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 30, 2017 22:02:04 GMT -5
@bolderpelt and Kuragehime: Sable's eyes flickered a little at Eleven words, drifting until he was looking over her right shoulder instead. But he didn't answer her question for a long time. "I just see differently," he said quietly. As Kagura pointed her umbrella his eyes shift to her left hand. "And if I am AIDAN, then that means what? You were trying to get the attention of either myself or that AI, were you not? Therefore, it shouldn't matter which of use is talking to you." Conan nodded, seeing what he meant. "Then why did you show yourself?" "I believe you were trying to get attention. I did not ask for it. So you should be asking the question, correct?" Sable's voice held a grin. |
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 30, 2017 23:31:12 GMT -5
Mint and Stranger:
Kagura lowered her umbrella and scratched her head. "Huh, I guess so," she said simply. Her umbrella tapped a couple times on her shoulder. "Why did you let us in here all of a sudden? You haven't really answered questions anyone else asked you before," she said. "Are you really gonna answer our questions?"
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He's harder to draw than Sherlock. I still vote everyone can only ever have bald characters. Hair's just to much, trouble.)
