New World Order [PG-16][ADV][Can you handle it?][Started xO]

[fenrir]

((Yes they do. That's what their powers are represented on. They posses incredible raw magic, but in short, they can't use it. It's like food, it needs to be cooked, you can eat it raw, but it's not that good for you~ Also, edit your post and I'll edit mine to reply to what your character does.

 

Belial, Coces are made from spiral energy trapped in the Sentinel's armor~

 

Which you will soon be able to use, but you can't actually break it.))

 

Holland picked his blade up, and waited. He would strike when the beast least expected it. As the fireball flew towards the Bugbear, it waved it's arms away to block the blow. it didn't work, and the moss covering it's body was soon burnt.

 

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Dilgear sighed. A larger eyefluff floated over to them, examining them. "Your other companion will be joining you soon. Please be patient." It's voice was robotic in a sense, and it floated away once more.

[Enrise]

--Now I'm told? Really? <_

[Naimo]

"Come on lad, strike it!" yelled Varjak before he charged and smashed his hammer hard on its pelvis. He hoped this was enough of a distraction for Holland to hit it.

 

***

 

Eriawia sighed and shut her eyes. "Fine." What was taking Dracul so long??

[Enrise]

--No, but I mean when you at least mention it would be nice enough <_<...

[Davok]

Kssssh.

 

A gust of hot, heavy air hits you as the large metallic door slides open smoothly back. A rhythmic, steady bleeping is heard a couple metres away, and down the short hallway one could see a round, purple stone table. Aligning perpendicularly across the sides of the hallway were small stone statues of Dragonoid beings, swords crossed against their chest. As you step into the Briefing Room you see a sort of illuminating substance, like the surface of a moonlit lake on the table. Around there was a consistent amount of invisible bleeps, whirs and mechanical movement. Around the room was a deep tapestry engraving, depicting the enormous mouth of a hideous monster mounted by a demon-like figure, trying vainly to pierce through an impregnable barrier cast by an ibis headed god. Behind Thoth, innumerable humans bowed down to the god in thanks, yet were raising their primitive spears at the god's back.

 

This image sloped around the entire room, but the scene above was covered by a reverse bowl shaped piece of machinery. It slanted downwards, the inversed bowls growing smaller until finally holding a shining purple orb.

 

Suddenly the surface of the table convulsed, wide streams of blue light jumping up into the ceiling. Suddenly the blue luminescence was transformed into a wide plateau of shapes and landscape. Screens formed overhead showing graphs and graphs of data. One wisp of blue light sprang up into the air and transformed into a line graph, with Dragonoid symbols underneath it. Suddenly the orb above began to turn.

 

"It is estimated that one thousand years has passed since our long sleep." Caliban spoke in a monotonous, matter of fact tone. "And that is a mere estimate. It could be quite possible we have been asleep for two thousand years, yet I'm not ruling that out."

 

"The rest of your brothers will soon awaken, Hull Squadron. In order to reclaim what is rightfully ours, we must know what has changed and how to overcome it. I have performed a scan of the area, but I require more data. We need you to two to perform reconnaissance of the surrounding landscape. I have compiled a holoscreen that shows the status of the area when we went asleep. I would appreciate it if you took record of any noticeable changes that have occurred, and report back to me when you have completed your task. Go on foot, we do not wish to attract attention from ourselves but you may take any equipment that won't reveal yourself."

 

A screen suddenly appeared into front of the two, showing a familiar door illuminated with purple light. "This is the door to the Hangar, it will teleport you out of the ship and onto the desert. You are to go only as far as ninety kilometers, I need only a basic idea of the landscape. D01 is busy with other matters..." It paused for a moment. "That is all. Good luck Unit D21 and E59. Knowledge is strength." And with that, the screens, the illuminated landscape disappeared into the flat, bright surface and the purple light went out.

 

OoC: O_o Get rid of the only OoC posts, guys. Also, Belail, Fenrir DID mention your skills that you have right now. >.> Check your Class page.

[Crystal Alien]

(( Alot of OOC only posts for even A Basic RP. >_> ))

 

Alaxor was still sprinting on his horse towards his mark. He was almost there now he could tell by how every couple miles the trees looked more worn out. While the horse trotted onward, he seen some birds up in the sky circling him. That some what had him mad as well when he was going off. He actualy at 1 point was going to shot a bird, but he figured that'd probaly be a tricky a shot.

[fenrir]

((Lazy post is lazy >_<))

 

Dilgear seemed to puff slightly as the hanger bay door opened for them, as if greeting them. He turned to Eriawia, hissing slightly. "I think we should go now..." He flicked his head to signal the wandering Eyefluffs, their mechanical bodies trying to take in as much of the surrounding as possible. Those were their lives, to record and archive any sort of background data, even if that meant they would destroy themselves.

[Naimo]

Eriawia nodded impatiently and strode ahead, again without waiting for Dilgear. She opened and stepped through the hanger doorway and took a few moments to take in her current surroundings. Then she continued to move in to give Dilgear space to also enter.