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Post by Corbin Corax on Nov 30, 2019 1:14:48 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all "Well, yeah. But normally people have an ulterior motive, but I guess after making the umpteenth villain you run out of ideas and motives..." Which villain was this again? There was Jacob, Bill, Henry for a bit I guess?, Caelum, Diego and his Father...don't you guys get bored of villains? Don't you want to be nice for a change?
"...I wonder if we could get Caelum and Midas and that Father guy to fight amungst themselves. But knowing our luck they'd probably join forces and wreck our shit..." I stared at the ceiling for a few moments before groaning, throwing an arm across my face. "I know I should be a lot more concerned about everything, about this hybrid problem and about Damian, but I just...I can't find the energy to care right now and I hate it!" Was this finally acceptance? Or just a side-effect of not being around for a long while? Or a mixture of both; the acceptance that I won't be able to do anything because chances are I'll be tossed into a forced haitus again as Inu goes and does whatever-the-hell they do with their life! Why can't you guys just stop with this bs and let everything die??
"Listen." I started, putting my arm down and leaning forwards towards Atonix. "While I appreciate you coming and getting me up and warning me about this little issue, you're an absolute fool for coming to me. I'm no help right now; I'm tired and I think I'm still reeling from what happened in Damians mindscape. Give me a couple days and I'll probably be ready to help, but right now I'm trying to care but I can't find it in me...I'm sorry, Ant.."
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Post by Atonix on Dec 3, 2019 8:16:53 GMT -6
Yeah.. making villain after villain... He felt a mall flinch at that, he too.. Was in that category in there... Causing trouble, somewhere. Corbin suggested about them all fighting each other, it got his mind tickling... Maybe.. Join forces..... More like Brainwashed to obey one another, one getting ontop.. Wonder who that will be, he groaning to himself getting a good idea. Eventually rubbing his face trying to wash all the frustrations out, it terribly failed.
Couldn't find the energy to care? He never actually had that problem, he had the energy... Just.. Just.. He didn't know how to use it, everything he seemed to do just made it worst. He hated it. Slowly clawing against his arm, wishing a solution by those player gods will appear.. They loved stories right? Didn't stories have Magic of friendship or some nonsensical mythical item.. Hell.. He could invent things, just give him the power to do so. SOMETHING! He felt such a large helpless weight, endless loop going no where.
Corbin reached out, Corbin explained.. Yeah this was a bad choice too. Great job Atonix.. He gave a small nod, not wishing to hear no more.. Just tired. though something caught his attention, Mindscape? "Yo-you went into Damian's Mindscape? He-he has one?" The small leaking of energy of learning slowly slipped in.. "Te-te-tell me more about it... " this could be it! The Mindscape connected to a person's life and soul.. If there's a way to stop this. Fix this.. They could start there, maybe they could branch out to the others.. Fix them.. Repair to the damage. Demonic Deals, that could work! Just.. Make a Magical Wish, bam. Maybe an invention that forces somebody to Relive their worst moments to recall the truth....... This this could work!
He suddenly flinched back... Shit.. For a second there he wanted to use it to gain upper hand harming others. Tha-tha-that was a bad idea too... Just.. All of it was bad.
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Post by Corbin Corax on Dec 3, 2019 23:25:16 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all He didn't know? I thought for sure that a game of telephone would have happened...then again the only other character who was with me was Henry. "It's...broken. Very, very, broken." I hummed in thought, trying to recall all that happened. "It looks like it's nothing at first, there's a giant sea of inky black, but if you can get through that then there's some sort of Mindscape left. Three tunnels, each one seemed to be a different aspect of him? Player, character, demon. I didn't open many doors because I didn't want to intrude on his privacy. Plus I feel like somethings are better left unknown..."
Would it be smart mentioning our discovery to him..? Or, rather, would it be smart going through with that plan..? Ant seemed to be a bit more reliable in this situation than that Phobian. And if we can get Ginger? Would that stop the plots and plights? "...Despite everything, we did find something of use. You know how Damian was originally a player and was summoned here? We- me and Henry- found out when and where he was summoned." I pulled out my phone, opened up the notes (I wrote everything down just in case someone forgot), and slid it across the table. It had all the details about what we seen in that memory. "Henry was supposed to go talk to Res and get them to go back for us but I don't think he ever done that. I can't do it myself because Res is another of Inu's characters...Could this be a ticket to salvation, I wonder?"
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Post by Atonix on Dec 4, 2019 8:17:09 GMT -6
Broken? Atonix felt a slight disappointment, a Roleplayer's mindscape was just broken and not at all creative? As Corbin went to described Damian's mindscape.. It sounded darker and darker, like Gravity Falls had done this to the man. No wonder the guy was always disappearing... Why he was turning to Caelum for advice.. Hell.. So focused on fixing his mistakes. How.. How.. Can he fix this problem? Restore Damian?
Memories... Few Memories..... That will soon be stolen, consumed... lost. Wait. Atonix froze, at mention of Rolepalyer summoning... That He and Henry found out where... and when.... They.. They.. Found out on purpose or by accident? If by accident why were they BOTH in there.. exploring.. Henry was to talk to Res... Ticket to Salvation.. This This was more information he'd thought be capable of getting from the bird. "Yo-you... and Henry... Yo-you want to summon THEM here?!" He shook his head, how.. it..
Wait. If the Rolepalyers were here, they couldn't roleplayed.. The roleplay would just die right? All be trapped in empty void. Right... "This... Can backfire.... A trap..." He cautiously tasted the words uncertain what to do with this information.. Uncertain what to do about any of this... His Younger self never had to deal with any of this.. Blind to it all.. "Ha-have you tried contanct Henry? Find out.. What is taking so long.... Did. Henry. Betray you?"
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Post by Corbin Corax on Dec 4, 2019 16:15:03 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all "Well what else can we do..?" I couldn't help but sigh. Between an army and a rouge wall breaker demon, summoning another player seemed like our only option...even if it could be a trap. But how could it be a trap? The players are humans when they get here, right? And humans couldn't do anything, right? So we'd be safe...right? "Ginger and Dys seem to be the most active...so if we can get either of them would that ruin the plots..? I'd say anyone else could be a good hostage but considering what they let happen to Damian..." Atonix's uncertainty was making me question myself. He was right- that it could back fire or it could be a trap or whatever else he might have been thinking. But, really, the worst case is that we fucked up and the best case is that we fixed everything. Good odds considering the circumstances.
Then Ant mentioned Henry. "Nope. I've been on autopilot for the last month or so. I'm presuming Henry's in the same boat too." Betrayal. Never thought of that. "...I highly doubt that. I trust him. He's just...either busy or m.i.a." Please don't tell me that was a mistake.
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Post by Atonix on Dec 4, 2019 21:52:47 GMT -6
What else could they do... Corbin.. Had a Point.. It wasn't like they could just tear up space, that Most Definitely break everything.. Being boring didn't really work, as they kept dragging him out of.. Would you call it a Toy box? File cabinet? Whatever, just.. At least Somebody was trying to solve this whole shebang.
He listed two Players most active, the Name Ginger, that was his Creator... But Dys, why did that sound familiar? Where did he learn this information.. Slowly it dawned on him, Nathan's roleplayer. Either one of them, break the whole plotline.. Stop things from progressing.. A small smile crossed his face, IF it didn't break the Whole World.. This.. This could work.. Who thought of this? As for anyone else, what happened to Damian... So It had to be More Bigger Players that had more Puppets.. Less puppets on the field better for everyone... "You might be right? Might work out, just.. Whose idea was this? Where did it come from?"
Henry's on autopilot? That might explain why the two never run into each other, unless they're controlled by same person, probably that too.. Like with Him and Res. Which again Corbin pointed out.. He and Res can't interact. Did... Did.. Caelum Ever interact with Nathan? "Yeah, its Henry.. probably moping in that house of his.. Being Nathan's little toy." He tapped his finger on the table, then the cup, back on the table.
"I think.. We should take out Dys, they control Nathan... If-if what I theorize is true, they Might control Caelum to. That'll knock out top villains, but then.. There's Jacob.. Who.. Who Controls Him?" maybe it was better to take out Ginger? After all she was the one to set him up to fail.. If she controlled him, what about he other side of the coin? It only made sense right? Who else.. Did she control...
He took a deep breath, "Corbin, I have an idea how to help... Other than Drag hen out of Limbo.. I-I think We should get all the Characters and Who controls them. Then pick out the Player with the Most Overpowered, Manipulative, dark characters on board. No villains, No trouble."
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Post by Corbin Corax on Dec 4, 2019 22:48:08 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all "Somewhere. It might have been mine, it might have been someone else's. Really, it's a plan and that should be all that matters." Henry and Nathan? Jeez, how in the dark was I?
"You want to take out Dys, huh? Nathan and Caelum...if you are right that would be a huge help. I don't know who Jacob is controlled by...I feel like I should know this?" Maybe I could go through and check all of the threads I can, see if I can't make connections and tie players to characters... "There's a handful of characters I know for sure. Inu plays me, the Wallbreaker, Res, the Time Guardian, and Hun, the feral beast. They play a few others but I assure you they're all harmless. Ginger plays you and Henry...I know I know more, but I can't remember them right now." Or, rather, I know I know more but my player is a dumbass who can't remember things. grumble grumble grumble.
"I'd say start with Ginger and Dys....or, really, there's only a handful of players who are actually active...maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea getting all of them..? You know, we should probably go get that spell book or whatever before we even think about who to summon. And while you're over talking to Res about helping us, you can also tell them about Caelum and Damian and give them a heads up about all that."
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Post by dAmIaN? on Dec 25, 2019 13:38:59 GMT -6
It followed him like a second shadow, an invisible trail. A thread.
And now it had settled. Cracks had crept up, small, almost invisible at first. Cracks in the plates. In the walls. Tiny, easy to miss. Simple...
But now the cracks had reached their limit.
It was sudden. Just a few hairlines at first. Then out of nowhere, in a soundless blink, all the walls around Atonix and Corbin were cracked. His phone buzzed. A message appearing in the wallbreaker chat.
'Boy corbin u've been busy lately'
It ended with an image of three dice, all with a '1' on the face of them...
And then the room shattered like glass, flickering green 1's and 0's appearing beneath the wallpaper and floors. A simple box, with the pair caged inside. Familiar strings appearing, different colors all ending at the center of the room. A single thread stood out as silver among the others, leading off into a maze of flickering green code that was arranged like a maze of walls, solid to the touch. Familiar in its shape, the exact shape of Corbins house, but everything was made of visible code...
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Post by Atonix on Dec 25, 2019 14:16:52 GMT -6
He felt slightly uncomfortable at the thought Corbin couldn't quite remember, whose plan it was.. But he didn't push it too much, figuring probably was the bird.. After all the thing was the one who suggested he make that gun, he willingly hid-destroyed. This was just another thing to try, another method that didn't kill them all...
Who controls Jacob, he felt his fingers giving a small quiver. Was it the same person? Were they the same person? No, no.. Not. They were not, not at all. His fingers clenched into a fist, best not think about it.
Note taken, Inu was harmless.. This only reinforced that Dys and Ginger were the problems... Ginger plays him, the redhead plays him.. Redhead playing a redhead, yeah sounded about right. Right? Something did occur to him, if this Ginger plays both him and Henry.. And they were opposites in many ways, did that mean.. The crumbs of similarities were even harder to spot? Should he keep a wide eye out for more information on those crumbs?
Yeah. Meet with Res, first priority. Tell Him about Caelum and Damian.. Tell him the information.. atonix gave a nod locking it all in place. THEN... IT HAPPENED>....
A crack Appeared.. No, he couldn't see it.. HE COULD HEAR IT... It grew sharper, louder.. Voice growing sounding familiar, but distorted unrecognizable to him. Then.. The sounds grew sharper, Suddenly.. He could see it.. The cracks.. They were everywhere, this world this place. Was it a Dream? It broke away, cracking emptiness filled up with 1's and 0's.. Bytes.. Digital Bytes.. He felt a small gasp, hand covering his mouth, as this newly Thing just.. Closed in enclosing them both...
Strings began to appear, he wasn't sure what they were, found his eyes growing wide with curiosity.. It reminded him of thread, of all sorts... it was interchangeable he couldn't quite place it.. But.. There was one glowing brightly.. Shining silver... it broke off, went into the Bytes... Of twos. The whole place was just broken.. "Corbin.." Atonix spoke in low tones.. "Your house.. Was it Real?" He asked uncertain how to ask if they were in a mindscape.. of illusion.. or.. something.. Just whose doing was this... Fingers spread out, body clinching up ready to just.. Escape into the Timestream, would that work?
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Post by Corbin Corax on Dec 25, 2019 16:15:35 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all Well this was going rather well. If Ant can go speak to Res then we can get this plan in motion and...what's with his expression? What was..? Oh no. [What?] [What do you mean]
I had only glanced at my phone for a few moments. When I looked up, the cracks erupted and my house was transformed into a hellscape. Numbers and threads, threads and numbers, this was bullshit! Ever since I got this damned ability my life has never known peace! "Of course my house is real! Was real! Whatever, the sooner we play this deranged game the sooner we can be done this!" I hissed. At the very, very, least the area mimicked my house. Which was nice, I guess, now we wouldn't get lost.
I shifted into my true form, ready to bail, protect, or attack, and followed the silver thread. Once I got to the door of the "room" I stopped and turned around, waiting for Atonix to follow. Or stay. I wouldn't put it past him.
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Post by Atonix on Dec 25, 2019 16:25:14 GMT -6
Is Real? Was Real? How.. What.. Okay. SO IT WAS Really HIs House. This wasn't some twisted Mindscape. They were together. Okay, this.. this.. might just be an illusion. Of course' this was the Roleplayers it had to be, they.. Were threatening to Kidnap them for Goodness sake.. Of Course' They'd screw around. UGH, He raced after Corbin, Rather joyful the guy waited for trash like him.
The thread seemed to be the path corbin had followed, so he kept track as well. "Any Idea where this Leads?" He asked knowing that, no Corbin did not.. But hey, conversation.. That's that's what heroes do right? Communicate to their allies... in cri-heroism...
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Post by dAmIaN? on Dec 26, 2019 1:16:03 GMT -6
Through one door and then the next. The thread wound back and forth until it came to a stop outside where the door to Damians room would have been. If Corbin felt around he could still feel the knob of the door as if everything was only visually changed. The physical was still all there. They were just seeing it in another way...
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Post by Corbin Corax on Dec 26, 2019 14:20:14 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all "Nope. Well, yeah, I kind of know where in the house it's going to. But what's at the end? I have no idea." I walked ahead of Atonix, using my primaries as feelers. Sure, this might have been my house but come on who the hell knows the layout by heart? No one. That's who.
The thread eventually ended outside one of the bedrooms. If we came from there then this would be...the guest room? Why would it end here...right, Damian stayed here for a bit didn't he? Was this going to be the mindscape all over again? Are you going to make me see more of his trauma? Are you going to dig your grave that much deeper?
I patted around the wall for the doorknob because, again, who remembers that stuff. Once I found it I glanced back at Atonix. "I hope you're ready." And opened the door.
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Post by Atonix on Dec 27, 2019 19:38:16 GMT -6
Kinda knew where in the house, at least it was slightly familar.. Versus a completely new layout..Still didn't really mean anything in this world, not that he had any choice but to follow.. Eventually coming to a closed door.. The whole thing not holding any deep meaning to him, clueless where exactly Damian was roomed in.. "Yeah... Not like They'll let us run away..." He felt a slight fit of worry that maybe.. This had nothing to do with Corbin but some sort of twist Revenge for Caelum getting his hands on the Demonic Damian.
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Post by dAmIaN? on Jan 13, 2020 22:11:27 GMT -6
Well it wasn't the original plan. Sorry Corbin! Oh well you would have to make due with the simple room which was definitely not Damians. It looked like a living room in fact with a nice couch, an old fashioned rotary dial phone on a table in the corner next to an old fashioned clock. A dresser next to that with a old ass computer setup and framed pictures of an unfamiliar blond girl and two young boys and various African style decorations. The other end of the couch held another table with a more modern computer setup. The table in the middle of the room had a Christmas tree on it. To the other side was a larger rocking chair and a child sized lazy boy.a window beside the door they'd entered showed a snowy farm yard with a chicken coop a doghouse and a trailer like cabin with a forest on all sides. There was a hallway to the left of the room and two to the right, but they all ended in white static.
And there on the couch wrapped up in a warm brown blanket was... a black cat with a very familiar voice resembling a certain human role player.
"Hello featherbutt. Nice of ya to join me! And you brought Tonix~ well don't be a stranger, come in, come in! Don't mind the tree, we're too lazy to take it down, ha!"
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