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*Praepositus obliges and walks to Uterio's side.*

Praepositus: Even so master, Rahksha would be at risk if you were to kill the D-Klak now. Rahksha is a great vassal, I and many others would surely mourn his passing.

*Whatever Uterio had already thought would be the verdict, however, if D-Klak escapes any words in his defence may serve Praepositus in later times. It is at times like this when Praepositus doubts that his loyalties are just. He would miss his breif encounter with the enemy and the civil manner in which they discussed. Loyalties, however, can not afford hesitation and nothing had changed.*

*Green aliens emerge from a hole and monitor the fluff*

Alien 1: Grahkano fesran doye. Shamma yu di resko?

Alien 2: Dretna. Me comme sadein resko.

Uterio: "Rahksha is a trained assassin. He can escape with the greatest of ease. If not, we will mourn his death for 10 days."

DK: "Don't say I didn't warn you, human."

Uterio: "Silence! Now die insolent fool!!"

*he charges at D-Klak, and swings his blade, barely missing his arm*

DK: "Deja vu!"

*stabs hook blades into Uterio's back*

*Perseus charges at Praepositus*

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*Meanwhile, the original Klak has destroyed the parasitic fluff*

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*Raziel falls to the floor, injured by Akzer and company*

Akzer: "Alright, wraith. Get out of here, or we'll beat ye into oblivion."

Raziel: "If you had....only known. I will leave your pitiful existence. There are far better things I could be doing that harassing corpses."

*he vanishes*

Tulio: "Alright, so, what now?"

*they see the mob from earlier, and join it, fighting with others for their badges*

*Praepositus never expectred Uterio to do any actual fighting, the realism put things into perspective. Adopts a defencive stance.*

Praepositus: Master, shall I spare Perseus? He knows how to find the Keruvim, or at least is the best lead that we have.

*Clashes Uredinum with Perseus' weapon and move in closer.*

Praepositus: Conquest, Perseus, is just another form of unity. When all is conquered peace with reign, is that not what you desire?

*Perseus uses a Force push to separate himself from Praepositus*

Perseus: "If Uterio was the one I had known years ago, I would have accepted your offer. But now that he is a Makuta's ally, I will fight to the death to make you fail. Freedom surpasses unity in importance, you will learn that the hard way I suppose!"

*his blade clashes with the Uredinum*

OOS: Dang, a full three days without Blackout replying! Should we be worried, or scarred?

Ynot wrote:OOS: Dang, a full three days without Blackout replying! Should we be worried, or scarred?

OOS: "Worried" and "scared" ARE THE SAME GODDAMN VERB. [/grammarnazi]

I didn't reply because there wasn't anything to reply to.

Also, Ynot, chime in at the "Things are getting interesting" thread in Off-topic, would you?

OOS: Is the original Klak on the same planet as the aliens?

OOS: The original Klak is the Klak I've always had, not the user but the character. And I think he's somewhere trapped wth Flare. But I could make him move?

-Blackout- wrote:

Ynot wrote:OOS: Dang, a full three days without Blackout replying! Should we be worried, or scarred?

OOS: "Worried" and "scared" ARE THE SAME GODDAMN VERB. [/grammarnazi]

I didn't reply because there wasn't anything to reply to.

Also, Ynot, chime in at the "Things are getting interesting" thread in Off-topic, would you?

OOS: No they are not. Worried implies caring for the subject of your worry, Scarred implies fear for the subject

And me ramming you in the face isn't something to reply to?

Praepositus: Your Stubbornness will be your demise, I think you forget on whos territory you fight.

*Praepositus does not want to kill Perseus but is left with little choice. He would have to admit that for him it wasn't about unity. He is a soldier and soldiers fight. To a soldier politics is irrelivent only the outcome of battles truly matter. Pushes Uredinum closer to Perseus' face.*

*Blackout is rammed in the face, then fires heat vision at Ynot*

*Transforms, taking the Heat-Bath, grabbing Blackout by his shoulders, and slams him on to the ground*

Ynot: That felt good! Wanna try it again?

OOS: Adrastros, you make RPing fun.

*D-Klak attempts to Force push Uterio, but the latter blocks it, and sends it back to him*

*D-Klak crashes next to the throne*

*Perseus then begins to make a power scream, affecting everyone on the ship, which begins to spin out of control*

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*Nadle and Rahksha sit in front of a fire, while the other Toa are preparing the feast*

Nadle: "You'll end up a glutton after this. My kind barely eat."

Rahksha: "Hm. So tell me, how did you meet D-Klak?"

Nadle: "It's a long story...."

*Praepositus grasps his ears in pain. If he survives this he would have to learn to scream like that.*

Praepositus: That... is... not... fair!

*Praepositus lunges at Perseus. Any feeling of remorse for what he was planning to do completely deserted him at this moment. Power sreams are not nice stuff. Praepositus glances at Uterio. Uterio would surely kill D-Klak and finish off Perseus, Praepositus was simply playing for time.*

*Blackout responds by suddenly teleporting behind Ynot, then impaling him*

*Ynot Takes the sword and stammers back, pulling it out and impaling Blackout the same*

Ynot: We are Gods, Blades don't hurt us!

*A head tries to pop out and contradict that, but Shika keeps him out*

*Blackout cloaks himself*

*Ynot waits for Blackout to make his move*

Ynot: Stealth is pointless you know. I know you can't leave, and the only thing you have to do here is strike me down. All I have to do is wait...

*Perseus stops screaming, and clashes his blade against Uredinum*

Perseus: "Not fair? Tell me Praepositus, will it be fair to the thousands that will die under your regime? Will it be fair when freedom dies?"

*he blasts him away, and stabs him*

Perseus: "Humans and hypocrisy!!"
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Me: Now leave me be! I must rescue the Norman and Treveya, and find the Keruvim!

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Nadle: "And that's how all this happened....wait...I just forgot about someone."

Rahksha: "Who?"

Nadle: "Treveya and the Norman!! Damn it, they're always getting captured."

Flare: Why should I leave you be? I could leave you here and show you your friends die, but I have better things to do, firstly, I want you to kill somebody.

*Flare puts his hand to Klak's face*

Flare: I will make sure to kill all your comrades and make you watch their agonising deaths. Don't think about leaving, it is impossible to teleport, mind warp, or phase out of this room, now, do you accept my proposal?

*Thankful that the screaming has stopped, Praepositus throws down Uredinum and, in agony, tends to his wound.*

Praepositus: Freedom died, my friend, when the Keruvim came into being. Even if Uterio and I are killed and all that you wish comes true, the Keruvim will be there. Some day it will be found and it's power harnessed. Your struggle is futile.

*The thought struck him as he said it. Others will be hunting the Keruvim. The last one who found it survived and will be looking to find it again. The Keruvim may as well be destroyed if a third party were to claim it.*

Perseus: "I know. I am a slave to the Keruvim. And even I can die because of it. However, you aren't. You are a human, free will runs in your veins."

*Uterio gets up, and swings his enormous blade at D-Klak*

*DK blocks it with his two hook blades. One of them begins to crack, and he Force pushes him away*

*they continue fighting, and Perseus looks at Praepositus*

Perseus: "What are you thinking...?"

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Me: Fine. As long as those I love are safe......who do I have to kill?

OOS: Tired of waiting for Blackout, so I'm starting another interaction

*A figure appears behind Praepositus*

Hollow Ynot: I can read your thoughts, young one. If you need something destroyed, I can oblige you. Don't worry, I'm not here to start a fight. Most of my energies are being utilized elsewhere at the moment.

OOS: And what happened to the Tournament of the dead? Last I read, My Characters and Klak's where Sitting around, waiting for everyone to kill each other

*The parasitic fluff attacks the aliens*

*Blackout suddenly reappears and reaches into the hole left by his blade*

Blackout: You're so weak. *converts his arm into a cannon, then fires straight into Ynot's sparkcore*

*It is an after image, Ynot is gone*

Ynot: So naive, Blackout. I am the Shadow with no Shadow. I know Exactly what you are thinking before you do it.

*Hammer-Uppercuts Blackout*

*Ynot ends up hitting an illusion*

Blackout: Neither of us are gonna win this fight, are we?

Ynot: I doubt it, which, I think, is the point. we spend eternity trying to kill each other, and BZP Lives in peace. which is fine with me, as long as they know that I'm the one keeping you busy.

OOS: Lol Blackout. Someone stole your name
This is the Blog approval they gave to Takuma

Ynot wrote:Ynot: I doubt it, which, I think, is the point. we spend eternity trying to kill each other, and BZP Lives in peace. which is fine with me, as long as they know that I'm the one keeping you busy.

OOS: Lol Blackout. Someone stole your name
This is the Blog approval they gave to Takuma

OOS: That's it. This guy is SO getting sued for libel.

Blackout: *thinks* "I sure hope he doesn't try to break the fourth wall right about now."

OOS: It's hilarious and you know it
And i'm not sure if that is supposed to be a taunt for Ynot, or not, so I'm just going to ignore it....

*A Hammer is dropped on Blackout*

OOS: It's not a taunt, it's an attempt to get you to do something.

Blackout: *grabs the hammer and throws it at Ynot*

OOS: Which, by definition, would be a taunt

*Grabs the Hammer in its flight and slams Blackout with it*

*Praepositus looks around confused.*

Praepositus: Hold that thought, if I can get to the Keruvim nothing will need destroying.

*Praepositus needs to get to the Keruvim quickly. Uterio can look after himself but the least Praepositus can do is draw away Perseus.*

Praepositus: Perseus, take me back to Rahksha. I have a bad feeling that I am not the only one seeking the Keruvim.

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*After Oblivion was destroyed, Praepositus and Rahksha were not the only ones to be taken to Darkmount. Another party of humans, survivors, escaped in a ship. These humans were not taken directly to Darkmount but a while off and were able to pass undetected. In fear of being betrayed, sectretly all officers were tracked and bugged with listening devices. Since meeting Rahksha Praepositus had been followed.*

Pilot 1: Commander Praepositus would be so much easier to track if he didn't keep teleporting.

pilot 2: Keep following, his loyalties have changed since that last fight. He must be punished and then we will take this Keruvim that he speaks so highly of.

Commander: A new power shall rise. One that will dominate but not before we claim the Keruvim, we are still too few to challenge Praepositus' new master. This 'Uterio'.

OOS: Is it within the rules to clone these humans.

OOS: But doesn't taunting involve angering someone? And Adrastos, I'm pretty sure it is, unless TBS or Blackout says otherwise.

*Perseus lowers his weapon*

Perseus: "I must do my duty. Let's go."

*he opens a portal, and takes Praepositus to Rahskha and Nadle*

Nadle: "You've returned! Our feast is about to-"

Perseus: "No time. We'll have it later. Someone else is after the Keruvim..."

Rahksha: "A lucky one, I'll wager."

Nadle: "Does it matter? Alright Perseus, let's leave. And where's D-Klak?"

Perseus: "He's still fighting Uterio!"

Rahksha: "I don't say this because I serve the Generalissimo, but we should leave him. The Keruvim is more important. Where is it anyways?"

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*D-Klak and Uterio do not notice, instead are fighting each other*

DK: "You know, I think all these years have made your armor rusty!"

Uterio: "Then your weakness is rust..." *he punches D-Klak to the ground*

Praepositus: Perseus and Nadle until the Keruvim is safe once again Rahksha and I will fight with you to defend it. After that we will go back to trying to capture it. It is of little use to us in the hands of an enemy.

*Praepositus plans to take the Keruvim whilst the battle rages. How to tell that to Rahksha when Perseus and Nadle are still around?*

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Pilot 1: Arrgh! He's teleported again!

Pilot 2: Yes but look where he is now.

*In the far distance are several figures, two of them have just stepped out of a portal.*

Commander: Get all troops armed and ready. We fight them on foot, we can't afford to lose this vessal.

*Pilot 1 presses a button and an alarm sounds elsewhere on the ship. Within seconds a sergeant comes into ship's cockpit.*

Sergeant: Sir, the troops are each armed with railguns fitted with Daedric bayonets (modified knives). Ship guards are also into postition.

Commander: Good. Get us closer.

HY: *sigh* But, I like destroying things...And I don't have Ynot to hold me back....

*Looks around*

HY: Let's see who else I can mess with....

*Walks off in the middle of the chaos*

*Meanwhile, somewhere completely different*

*On a mostly ocean and desert planet, specifically on a small archipelago near the equator...*

*Two figures are treading along the sand; they seem to be arguing*

*The larger of the two is covered from head to toe in bandages painted with runic wards; he has scruffy black hair and his right, glowing indigo eye exposed, wearing a widebrimmed cobalt blue hat, a long, cobalt-blue coat, some kind of breeches, and black boots; wisps of indigo energy occasionally trail from him*

*Meanwhile, the smaller of the two resembles an imp; she has pinkish skin, magenta marks around her eyes with tear-like trails, mint green eyes with darker green slit pupils, and a long tail with a flat, triangular end; she wears a black t-shirt with a green N on the front, pale gray jeans shorts, and a belt with several pouches*

*The larger of the duo groans*

Zev: Ugh...I still don't see why we couldn't have used one of my ships. You know how I hate foot travel in this form.

*The smaller one speaks without sparing him a glance*

Namah: Spare me your eternal b####ing, fancy-pants.

Zev: *Sighs, but keeps walking*

*They are approaching some kind of ruins ahead of them...*

OOS: WELL!!! Look who's back!!! Merry Christmas Zev!!

*Rahksha communicates telepathically*

Rahksha: Praepositus, I hope you have a plan with this!!

Perseus: "We can't teleport to the Keruvim's present location, but we're close enough thanks to your teleportation. Follow me."

*they walk into a forest*

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*Uterio and D-Klak continue fighting*

OOS: It's official. December 2010 will be remembered as the most exciting December ever.

*Blackout blows up the hammer*

OOS: And a happy New Year to you all, my beloved mind-slaves.

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*Eventually, Zev and Namah reach the outskirts of the ruins they were approaching*

*Strange, rusted, decimated architecture lies scattered about, and what seem to be fossilized corpses lay all over*

*Namah glances at Zev out of the corner of her eye*

Namah: Be careful. When we get to the central ruins, we'll be in the clear...But until then, we have the Twisted Sky Marauders to watch out for. And I don't want to wager that they'll have forgotten their history with you.

Zev: *Glances about* Hmph. You sure they're still hunting in these parts?

*Abruptly, the area around them for about twenty meters becomes monochromic and enclosed in a black dome; all is black, white, and gray, save for Zev and Namah themselves*

Namah: *Sighs* Way to go and jinx it, Zev. You are an invaluable ally at all times.

Zev: Yeah, save it for later, you little destroyer-of-worlds snarker. We both know we're not getting out of this without a fight.

*About eight or nine Ethereals warp in; they have pale silvery wrappings, enclosing pale green, nebulous, wispy energy bodies; they each have unique outfits, and wield varied weapons*

*Three of them dual-wield curved daggers, three wield large scimitars, and two wield lightweight flails; their apparent leader wields a tinbei-rochin combination: A short, forearm-length spear in the right hand, and a small, circular shield on the left arm*

*Said leader steps forward, pointing towards Zev's chest with his spear*

???: My name is Sa'dhem. You, Zev Raregroove, have business with me.

Zev: I don't suppose that would be monkey business? Because considering the similarities of our forms, I'm okay with that.

Sa'dhem: Are you feigning attraction to another male in order to avoid a fight? Does your cowardice know no lows, Raregroove?

Zev: No, it does not. And I'm just giving my fangirls some material to write fanfics with.

Sa'dhem: You mean you have fans at all?

Zev: Touché!

*Another Ethereal edges over to Sa'dhem, whispering*

Sa'dhem: Ah, yes - I had forgotten your mind games. Nice try, Raregroove?

Zev: *Holds out arms* *In a warped voice* Hug?

Sa'dhem: This, I knew about. Nice try, Wekiga, but I know that was merely foreshadowing.

Zev: *Shivers, returning to normal* Alright, let's cut to the chase: What do you and your cronies want, Sa'dhem? Do you want to kill me, like approximately one-third to half of the people I interact with?

*All of the Ethereals share in a mirthless chuckling*

*Sa'dhem seems to find particular amusement with Zev's statement*

Zev: What? I know I'm a comedy genius, but that wasn't a joke - I'm not always the best with first impressions.

Sa'dhem: No, no, no, Raregroove...It is not your life I want. It is the Ring of Greed.

Zev: ...Oh. ...Oooh, yeah. That explains a lot about this attack. Look, I'm sorry, but I can't give that away...It's kind of...Well, it's not that I can't let go of the ring, so much as the ring has a hold on me.

Namah: Yeah...A lot's happened. I'm with Zev to prevent some seriously bad mojo from going down, and as an expert on enchanted objects, I can tell you that it doesn't want to leave Zev's person.

Zev: *Turns towards Namah* Thank you for explaining, Namah. *Holds arms out* Hug?

Namah: Come back later, Wekiga - Mommy's talking to one of daddy's old enemies.

Zev: Soon the mind-raping shall commence!

Namah: Yeah, yeah. Keep talking crap.

Zev: *Shivers again* Okay, I think I can keep that from happening for a while.

Sa'dhem: As amusing as your little show is, I'm afraid I have a way to get the Ring of Greed from Raregroove...We'll just kill him.

Zev: Yes, an original plan of action indeed.

Namah: Truly a refreshing change of pace.

Sa'dhem: Marauders, kill them.

*The three dagger-wielders rush Namah, while the three scimitar wielders approach Zev*

*Namah's pink halo appears, as her fingertips glow pink*

*Zev, meanwhile, summons a cleaver roughly half the size of his own torso*

*The battle commences...!!*

OOS: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ®

OOS: Your mind is under my control, binky-boy.

Aaah...Truth be told...I think I missed you and the rivalry we shared most of all, Blackout.

And I'm not even kidding.

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*One of the Marauders slashes at Zev with its scimitar*

*Zev lashes out with his free arm, knocking the scimitar away where it pierces itself into the sand*

*Swinging his cleaver in from the side, Zev slashes through the wrappings of the Ethereal's arm and into its side; somehow, its energies have been sliced right through, and trail away into nothingness*

*With a groan, the Marauder slumps to the ground*

*Immediately after, Zev clashes with another Marauder's scimitar*

*Meanwhile, the three dagger-wielding Ethereals have encircled Namah*

Dagger Marauder 1: Face it, youngling...We know all about your Ether Tendrils.

Dagger Marauder 2: We also know that you can't attack all of us at once, by this point, and an attack on one of us would leave you wide open.

Dagger Marauder 3: You could always serve with us...No need for you to die.

*They give an approximate scowl at Namah's defiant smirk*

Namah: Yeah...I won't be doing that. You see, while I prefer my Ether Tendrils, I've learned some new tricks...Also, you all are complete idiots. Thanks for that.

*With a kzztch, Namah opens her hands to show a pair of rippling, transparent pink spheres*

*She brings her hands closer together, causing the spheres to fuse into a slightly larger orb containing a furious pink spiral inside*

*Raising the sphere above her head, Namah utters the name of a new technique*

Namah: Ether Vortex Wall. *Hurls the sphere to the ground*

*Near-instantaneously, a pink energy vortex erupts around her - Leaving her untouched, while the surrounding Ethereal Marauders are sent flying with each missing at least one limb*

*With the vortex fading, Namah gestures for the flail-wielding Marauders to attack*

Namah: ...Next.

OOS: If my mind is under your control, then you must know what I've been doing.

What did I eat for lunch yesterday?

OOS: Souls?

*Uterio smashes his blade against one of D-Klak's, shattering it*

DK: "Great. Do you know how expensive those are?"

*he jumps in the air, and throws a kunai at Uterio's face*

OOS: SUCCESSFUL FORUM IS SUCCESSFUL!

Flare: There is one that must be killed...

*Flare turns away*

Flare: Praepositus...

*Flare looks at Klak again*

Flare: Madness... The time sequence is going to destroy itself if ones who are not supposed to exist are not destroyed... His people were killed for a reason, he was not supposed to survive.

*Flare looks down in shame*

Flare: I you don't kill this abomination, existence will have to be cleaned, and father will destroy nearly everything.

*Flare creates a portal next to Klak*

Flare: Go and do this task! God's speed!

*Klak enters the portal, which leads him right next to Nadle*

Me: I'm baaack. How are you all?

Nadle: "Klak!!! Fine, we're actually going on a quest that might interest you."

Rahksha: "The Keruvim."

Me: Sure....*he glances at Praepositus, who is blissfully unaware of the coming danger* Let's move onward.

*they continue walking into the forest*

OOS, Blackout: A small child.

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*One of the flail-wielding Marauders attacks Namah*

*She responds by tossing a roughly golfball-sized pink energy sphere at the flail's head*

Namah: Ether Grenade.

*On impact, the sphere explodes violently; but with no flame, little light, and only a faint sound*

*The Marauder quickly draws his flail back, before an Ether Tendril strikes him in the head*

*Another Ether Tendril rips his chest open, causing him to fall with a weakened cry*

*Before Namah can do anything else, the other flail-wielder ensnares her ankle*

*She falls to the ground with a grunt as her leg is pulled out from under her*

*The Marauder prepares some kind of spell, before a scimitar pierces through his neck from one side and out the other*

*As the second-to-last Marauder falls, Zev gently helps Namah free her ankle*

*Standing, Zev looks to Sa'dhem*

Zev: Your turn to go down.

Sa'dhem: I don't think so, cheap Ethereal imitator.

Zev: HEY, SCREW YOU MAN!! I make these bandages look good!

Namah: No you don't.

Zev: Oh shut the hell up Namah.

Namah: Whatever...Binky-boy.

Zev: Haven't said that in years.

Namah: Said it last week.

Zev: What part of 'shut up' don't you understand?

Namah: The part where you apologize for having such a bad attitude.

Zev: ...Um...Sorry.

Namah: That's better. Watch out. *Leaps back expertly*

Zev: Oh, bollocks. *Barely dodges, and coat is nicked*

Sa'dhem: *Starts channeling pale purple energy into speartip* Jazreth jahir muthra kij'laha jahir!

Zev: Oh my goodness this is gonna hurt. *A massive stream of purple energy impacts* GGGHHHAAAAAGGGHH!!

Namah: That'll sting.

*Praepositus is somewhat disturbed by the appearence of Klak. Another to be killed, he may have bitten off more than he can chew. Reaches for a detonation pack in his pocket, a bargaining chip, his only chance.*

Praepostius: How much further? We are still enemies, I'd hate to think that you're leading me into a trap.

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*Now entering the forest come a horde of between 40-50 humans armed to the teeth. Leading them is their commander, an old aquaintance of Praepositus'.*

Commander: Quicken your pace! I expect they have noticed us by now.

*A soldier holding a banner blows on a horn. It is very unique and is of human craft, an unmistakable tone.*

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Praepositus: That horn! It's a humam horn! I never expected...

*Perhaps he had mis-judged his chances. Allies? He could refresh his loyalties into a human army. Unfortunately for him, these humans wanted him dead along with any of his companions.*