Corpus Rahkshi

[The UltimoScorp]

ICBurn:

 

Burn looked at the other Rahkshi.

 

"See? That's all I'm askin'! Lead the way, dork."

[Smudge8]

IC: Booger-Hallways

 

"I'm not done with you, Ugly!" Booger shouted at Burn, walking towards him with his club at the ready.

Edited September 11, 2015 by Smudge8

[Sergei Rahkmaninoff]

IC: Gaever / Gym

 

 

Gaever had been considering her doppleganger's challenge. On the one hand, it didn't seem likely she was an assassin, and it would be a severe waste of energy engaging her rather than conserving it for staying alive.

 

But on the other army knife, she could think of few ways better to prove to everyone - herself included - that she was superior to this impostor than beating her outright in combat.

 

There were a few moments of deliberation. But in the end this chance it was too tempting. She took a breath, and from where she was standing behind the digitidrade duplicate she called out, "Your challenge is accepted."

 

"I will contend with you."

[Dane-gerous]

IC: System

System shakily watched Burn and Booger, waiting for it to be resolved so he could help Burn.

Edited September 11, 2015 by Jayne Cobb

[Ghidora131]

IC Xi

 

Xi stared at the flute, Confused as to how a series of notes could come out of a stick with holes. And such nice notes...

 

IC Doubt

 

Oh, finally.

 

Doubt nearly crashed, but somehow pulled it off to look purposeful. "Well," he said as he walked up to Revenge and Vlad, "I see a good place." He glanced up into the treetop.

[Nato G]

IC: Gaever / Gym

 

There were a few moments of deliberation. But in the end this chance it was too tempting. She took a breath, and from where she was standing behind the digitidrade duplicate she called out, "Your challenge is accepted."

 

"I will contend with you."

 

IC: Vyper - Gym.

 

"You're an assassin?" I sized up the other rahk, noting the impressive array of gadgets they'd equipped themself with, "You didn't strike me as one when you were running around earlier." 

[le-toa_rock]

IC: Kewlah:

Kewlah snuck around behind burn and narrowed his eyes. "Loser huh" equipping his spheres and swinging both fists down towards Burn's sides while moving to kick burn in the shins hard enough to knock him over

[Sergei Rahkmaninoff]

IC: Shark / Gym

 

 

"And contend with everyone else? Suicide, should you manage."

 

Well, more so, came Diode's first forceful reminders of the folly of their insolence: a laser blasting at their left shoulder, and a fierce diagonal swing of Shark's immense sword left and towards their waist not strictly impossible to parry, if Diode could react pretty quickly.

 

 

OOC: Though this time he is using the teleportive edge...    In the event it strikes something, I've called up the RNG and received 4, translating to teleporting it in front and to the left of Diode.

* * *

 

IC: Gaever / Gym

 

 

Oh wonderful, it turned out she'd somehow misinterpreted (maybe purposefully subconsciously, in her anticipation of taking down her double) - the challenge had been issued towards assassins exclusively. And clearly this bizarre parallel must thinking her rather unintelligent for it, she herself certainly was... "No, I am not among the ranks of assassins. But if you merely desire a worthwhile challenger, I am willing to engage you," she replied, veiling this slightly haphazard attempt at recovery in as much unperturbed confidence she could muster.

Edited September 11, 2015 by Sergei Rahkmaninoff

[Nato G]

IC: Vyper - Gym.

 

I rolled my eyes, "Stop wasting my time," I kept a wary eye on my surroundings, just in case this was a distraction of some sort, "this assignment is tedious enough without me having to deal with over-eager gadget junkies." 

[Coconut Fella]

IC: Sim - Hallways

"...It smells disgusting. But it is the only identifiably different smell in the whole building. We may as well go see what it is."

I took another look at Call. His pitted armor contrasted heavily with the nigh-neon of his blue carapace. Definitely not the average rahkshi plating. He needed a polish sometime.

[Sergei Rahkmaninoff]

IC: Gaever / Gym

 

 

Okay, she'd admit to being a waste of time. Even maybe over-eager. But a gadget junkie? As in, junk? Her swiss army hands clenched into angry fists at the detestable doppleganger's suggestion, and more than ever she wanted to fight this infringement, but that was not something it made a lot of sense to do now. "Another time, then," she muttered, retreating into obscurity once more.

[Nato G]

IC: Vyper - Gym.

 

"Okay..." there was something about the other rahk's demeanour that I found... troubling.

 

I'd have to keep an eye on her in future...

[Click]

IC: Canvas - Courtyard

 

Just when Canvas felt she was starting to get into the music, the playing stopped. She endured the silence for a few seconds before asking, "...is that it?"

 

 

IC: Call - Hallways to Refectory

 

"Yeah, might as well," Call sighed, taking his hands from his nose. He reluctantly pushed on to the room that could only be the Refectory, filled with the odor of its signature slop. "Still hungry?" he asked Sim as they walked inside.

[le-toa_rock]

IC: Zilnta:

hearing someone else in the refectory surprised Zilnta. Enough that he spun around with food still on his face. But only for a second. "What do you want. I Sure hope it isn't the contents of this cauldron, cause it's mine" wiping some of the goop from his face, Zilnta jammed it in a shoulder joint.

 

OOC: Zilnta responding to Call's entry

Edited September 12, 2015 by le-toa_rock

[Smudge8]

IC: Melody-Courtyard.

 

Melody smiled at Canvas, the flute still at her mouth. She let the silence hang a bit longer than.. It began. A soft, somber tune flowed from the flute, than it grew, expressing a calm wonder.

 

OOC: Just so you know, Sometimes I may stop Melody's "turn" in the middle of the song.

[Ghidora131]

IC Xi

 

Wow... Somebody spent a while practicing.

[Dark_Stranger]

IC--Beat--Gym

There was only one way to stay in the fight now; any strike that couldn't be dodged or parried had to be yielded to. It had worked fairly well the first time Door had charged her, but this time he hit Beat more directly. Giving virtually no resistance, she tumbled considerably further than she would have otherwise, but managed to rise almost immediately, ascending dizzily in flight mode as she forced the fuzz from her rattled mind. First things first...she needed her axe back.

 

IC--Sepulchral--Gym [Pit]

Sepulchral crouched on the floor of the pit, brooding somewhat. Yielding had been the right thing to do, and this time the phrase was not hollow self-assurance but simple fact. This was no more than a game, and one that was growing less and less to his liking. It was better to be out of it entirely. Deciding to take his mind off the situation he drew a few chisels and a pleasingly-colored rock from the pockets of his cloak and began carving.

[Coconut Fella]

IC: Sim - Hallways to Refectory

I nodded. Best to leave words out of things for a while, lest I upset him again.

[Click]

OOC: Ah, that's what I was thinking, but it seemed strange to stop after only two notes and then there didn't seem to be any more posts. I'll be more patient.

 

IC: Canvas - Courtyard

 

Canvas smiled back. So that wasn't it. She let her eyes close to enjoy the music to its fullest.

 

 

IC: Call - Refectory

 

Call sighed again and made his way back to the Porters serving up bowls of the foul substance. As he grabbed his... "food," he did his best to ignore what looked like a Rahkshi bathing in the stuff. It was already hard enough to keep his appetite as it was.

[FallenAtlas]

IC: Augustus | Gym

 

 

 "Well."

 

 He stood just by the door, eyes wide at the scene before him. Looked like everybody and their brother was running around, fighting, and other general bits of chaos.

 

 "Kaboom was right."

 

 

 OOC: Augustus OFI

[silo]

IC: Kamanau (Snake) - 4^th Tier, Malebranche

No! No! I can't! They'll...know my thoughts, my fears, everything!

I sense the presence of a being within us, something that unifies us, but it is...alien. I've heard its voice once before, as our bodies collided together. It is darkness and pain, and terror. It's mouth grins in the shadows. What are you? I whisper into the emptiness. The thing opens its eye, and speaks:

"I am..."

"You are..."

"We are..."

"Kamanau."

A mighty roar erupts from our mouth as my mental barrier is shredded.

[Smudge8]

IC: Melody-Courtyard

 

Melody continued her song.  Her eyes were closed so that she could focus on her music, it continued to swell and grow, but began to slow down, becoming an almost loving melody.  It's notes were soft and warm.

[Not Quite Dead]

IC Caoutchouc / Warehouse

...Wow.

[Sergei Rahkmaninoff]

IC: Vlad / Forest

 

 

"Er... a good place for vhat?" Vlad asked Doubt, trying to follow his gaze into a... tree. At last he hazarded the guess, "...For keepink vatch?"

[Ghidora131]

IC Doubt

 

"Mostly. Somebody's gotta be watching our backs, and right now anyway, that someone is me."

 

Completely aware that he might fall out of the tree while sleeping, Doubt began to climb. "You guys find a good place where you aren't very obvious."

[Coconut Fella]

IC: Sim - Refectory

I grabbed a bowl of the slop directly after Call. It was a truly underwhelming meal, fit for maggots and the occasional rama-nui.

'Mmm... Rama-Nui Soup.' I thought. I didn't complain verbally. It was enough to have food to eat, after nearly a month with nothing.

I nudged the Stasis Rahkshi and pointed at the benches. Few were occupied, and there was plenty of space.

[Sergei Rahkmaninoff]

IC: Vlad / Forest

 

 

Vlad was a bit skeptical; of all of them, it was Doubt who'd struck him as most tired. "Are you sure you'll be able to stay avake, alert enough, to vatch?" he asked the Panrahk. "I could cover vhile you get a little rest..." He was tired too, admittedly, but he didn't feel right to volunteer the others, even if he did seem to be the leader.

[Ghidora131]

IC Doubt

 

Oh, come on. You can make it!

 

"No, thanks..." He said, then stopped and thought. "But really though, thank you for the offer. And if i am feeling too tired, i'll let you know."

[silo]

IC: Fíor - Forest, Nynrah

I sit on a stump of decaying wood, unfolding the map before my face. The tree stump has a sawed off look, but no trees nearby appear to have been harvested like this one. Strange. I contemplate the fact that every object has a story to tell, not to mention every being. I know my mind is making idle thought to keep itself off my panic, but I'm somehow comforted by the fact that my observational skills, even at the most irrelevant level,  have remained intact since my...change. They are cold and emotionless skills, true, but I will need every ability I can muster to get myse-- us through this.

I open my mouth to speak to Nymph, sitting near me, about the locations we could head for. Then I hear it. A voice. Close.

For a moment I freeze, not sure if my audio receptors are deceiving me, but the voice is getting louder, rapidly. I can tell Nymph has heard them too, and I manage a hissed "Get down!". Apprehension invades my brain as I realize our very obvious camp is set up all around us. If we tear it down, we'll make a noise. If we leave it, they - and whoever "they" is, I doubt they're friendly - will come and investigate. My eyes wide and heart pounding, I give a questioning look to Nymph, hiding next to me behind the log pile.

OOC: Vlad, Doubt, Revenge etc. etc. etc. ETC. ETC.

Edited September 12, 2015 by OLISI

[Smudge8]

IC: Revenge-Forest

 

"That is some good thinking." Revenge said to Doubt.  It was great to have everyone thinking ahead.  He wasn't feeling too tired himself.  "I will rest up, I could watch next if needed." He turned and began to climb a tree, looking for a sutible spot to sleep.

[Makuta Miras]

IC: Nymph (Nynrah)

 

I scrabble clumsily for my sword, wrapping my fingers tightly around the metal hilt, arms trembling as I hold the blade up in front of me. I return Fior's questioning look, wondering frantically why people would be here, only to realise...

Her.

That red and yellow Rahkshi, the chubby one.

She must have told Icarax.

Suddenly, my breathing increases in pace until

I'm hyperventilating, sweating and mind filled with a misty fog of fear.

[Ghidora131]

IC Doubt

 

Ah good, a place in the top of this tree. Not the tallest, but that was only to prevent limb-breaking if he was to fall.

 

Hanging on, he glanced around to make sure everyone was alright, until...

 

 

The camp of Fior's was very well hidden, but it looked a little too conspicuous. "Hey, Vlad?"

[Sergei Rahkmaninoff]

IC: Vlad / Forest

 

 

Vlad was scrambling up the other side of the tree Doubt was in, intent upon finding a suitable perch from which to keep watch. "Vhat?" he replied, as he hauled himself up another branch.

[Ghidora131]

IC Doubt

 

"...I'll be right back; i see something conspicuous over there."

 

He pointed at the suspicious area before beginning down the tree again.

[Sergei Rahkmaninoff]

IC: Vlad / Forest

 

 

Vlad paused mid-haul, following Doubt's gesture to the telltale signs of a small camp, and promptly began back down. "I'll go vith you, in case it's... bad," he pointed out. It wouldn't be wise to investigate something dangerous alone, nor allow an ally to do so.

[Khromatose]

IC: Carapace and Voha/Gym

The halls seemed empty. Where were all the others?

Voha walked up to the gym in peeked in, hissing to see the brawls and disorder going on. Upon seeing this, I immediately grabbed him and stepped back. He whimpered, but relented and resorted to resting in my arms. I knew he wanted to play, but he'd probably hurt himself.

"Perhaps when you grow up, Voha. But for now, that looks dangerous."

[Ghidora131]

IC Doubt

 

He was hoping Vlad would say that.

 

IC Moonlight

 

Urgh...

 

"P-please..." he rasped out.

 

IC Vaalku

 

Wait a second. Those spines did look familiar. and that faceplate...

 

No. No way in Karzahni. This couldn't happen. He... He's orange and black! but... But...

 

This can't be Exxan.

[Smudge8]

IC: Revenge-Forest

 

Revenge noticed Doubt and Vlad going to investigate something.  He was already comfortable in a tree but he loaded his launcher, just in case he was needed.

 

IC: Melody-Courtyard

 

Melody began to wrap up her song, the notes became longer and softer until there was a small pause in between each.  They flowed up and down for a little till she reached the last note.  It hung in the air, slowly fading off into silence.

[Ghidora131]

IC Xi

 

"Nice, I - Ack!"

 

He suddenly gripped his upper left arm, his two other arms clenching into fists to bite back the pain. "Ah... Sorry, i.. I get cramps a lot.."

[Click]

IC: Canvas - Courtyard

 

As the music came to its completion, Canvas sighed softly as she opened her eyes. "That was beautiful, Melody," she said serenely.

 

 

IC: Call - Refectory

 

Call shrugged and sat down at a nearby table with his food. Sim was being oddly quiet after how loquacious he had been in the halls. It was almost uncomfortable now. "So... ah, where did you come from then?" Call asked, hoping for a good topic.

 

 

IC: Hoto - Malebranche Warehouse

 

A deafening roar shook the warehouse, and Hoto whimpered and backed further into the corner, trying to escape the horror of the Kaita.