Richard's Animorphs Forum
Animorphs Section => Animorphs Role Playing => Topic started by: Estelore on June 04, 2008, 03:26:53 PM
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Hey, guys. I don't have much time now, but when I do, I'll copy/paste us here.
Patience, folks, will be appreciated.
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Terenia wanders around the giant hole in rpg-land.
"Hello-o-o-o-o!!! Hehe. Echoey!"
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Hi, Terenia! Would you like to join us? We actually do have an RP, but I've got to copy/paste it here, preferably sooner than later.
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I would love to join this if Dominaria has already started! Btw, what type of RPG is this? I do hope its an epic fantasy, or something of that sort :P But anythings fine :)
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mind if i join the party
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I would love to join this if Dominaria has already started! Btw, what type of RPG is this? I do hope its an epic fantasy, or something of that sort :P But anythings fine :)
join Domaria as green, we need a green
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Frost, you're most welcome to join. Our existing members are:
Estelore (me)-as Aisli Cambeal (pronounced like Ashley Campbell, left with a crazy spelling for Scottish comic relief), a Scottish-American girl whose only morph is a cat
Toomin (founder of Dominaria)-as Norin Radd (cookies to the ones that get it), a Chee
Whammyman- as Richard (not THE Richard), a kid that JUST gained the ability to morph, while helping Aisli get to the hospital...you'll see...just read it.
Elfangor-as Chase, the slightly spazzy kid that nobody knows, who introduces the concept of fighting as a team
Xan Kriegor- as The Man, a time-stopping, telekinetic guy that nobody knows, with a tendency to show up suddenly
Charlie The Unicorn- as Leah, a girl raised in a secret location, completely ignorant of the wider world
Jmnar4- as Jason, who isn't yet in the action
Leonardo Davinci- as Edward, who may or may not be one of the 'good guys', we still don't know yet
Sorry, it ISN'T an epic fantasy. Like most RP's on this board, it is based on Animorphs.
Considerable time has passed since the invasion, and morphing technology has been released to the public. Anyone and everyone who matters can morph, but some people still can't afford it or refuse to use the technology.
Along with the general public, the criminals can morph, too.
We are a vigilante group, gathered together to eliminate morph-crime completely.
But...since we're all kids...and a Chee...we aren't really inclined to know much about incapacitating and trapping people...and we don't know ANYTHING about killing people...so this could be pretty interesting, while we're all getting used to the idea.
Especially since the criminals WOULDN'T hesitate to kill one of US.
To make matters worse, the Yeerks are back.
And they know that we know it.
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Here I shall post the original thread from old RAF.
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Hi!
I've noticed that we've had a major influx of new RAFians, but they haven't been posting very much.
I know that sometimes new members are hesitant to post in a thread, and they can get overwhelmed by the older members, so I've decided to create an RPG for new people.
If some veteran RAFians want to join in and help the new folk to get acclimated, they are quite welcome.
The idea here is to get the shy new folk used to being here, with the help of friendly older RP'ers.
Also, it gives the newbies a chance to try out their role-playing skills without the worry of criticism. Once they are used to the idea, it will give the rest of us an idea of who we'd like to join the rest or our games.
I admit, I've got an ulterior motive in this:
I have a side-character in Operation MAAS, and I'd love to get someone to take over his persona.
I'm looking for someone who can play him, assuming that nobody else in O.MAAS disagrees with a new player.
Anyway, all newbies are welcome to join in. This is going to be a free-for-all RPG.
Rules:
No canon characters (actual original Animorphs)
No God-modding (if you don't get it, just ask me)
No sex or heavy cursing
Be polite to the other players
All comments outside the story go in (parentheses)
Use <these symbols> for thought-speak, or use ((double-parentheses)) if you don't have <> on your keyboard.
Post a profile (description of your character) once you decide to join.
We'll get the action going once we have at least four people (besides me).
I'll post a profile and a setting after I have an idea about the personalities of the people involved.
Unless you are a Chee, please keep your characters younger than 25.
Thanks and have fun!
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How about this for a profile format:
Name
Age
Species (you can be alien, if you like)
Physical Description
Morphs
Personality
History (doesn't need to be uber-elaborate, but give us some back-story)
Current Occupation
Operation MAAS gave me this idea.
The plot that we'll be going with: Twenty years have passed since the war of Invasion.
Virtually everyone that matters can morph, including every criminal worth the title.
Small vigilante groups have assembled to combat the menace of morph-capable villains.
This is one of those groups.
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Whammyman:
Name: Richard (Rick for short) Marshall
Age: 16
Species: Human/ Homo sapien
Physical Description: Around 5’ 9” tall (add an inch or two for he isn’t slouching) and average build. His dirty blonde hair is cut short though looks slightly messy as he doesn’t bother combing it. Eyes are a blue color, but due to being nearsighted wears a pair of bronze colored thin-wired glasses. Tends to wear simple t-shirts with blue jeans.
Morphs: None yet
Personality: Rick lacks most of the social graces of an average teenager. He tends to speak without thinking about how others will react. He also tends to lose track of his own thoughts at time and can act a bit random. Is intelligent but tends to make people forget that with the other parts of his personality.
History: Rick comes from a relatively normal family. Both of his parents work outside of the home, and his little sister annoys the heck out of him. School is doing well for him, as he tends to do very well in it. Still, the average life seems a bit dull for him. Being born four years after the Yeerk invasion and its subsequent events, he wished he could have been there and fought back. He wants to take up fighting morphing villains to escape the mundane, though he wants to do it secretly as he doesn’t want to worry his parents as well as the fear of them preventing him from doing so.
Current Occupation: High School Student
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Estelore:
Anyone else who wishes to join may do so, following the basic example set by Whammyman.
Note: I would PREFER that all characters be 25 or younger, for purposes of continuity. Anyone actually alive during the first Invasion was not old enough to remember it well, but they can have family killed in the Invasion.
Also, nobody knows ANY of the original Animorphs in person. Please don't write a Mary-Sue character.
Name:Aisli Brigid Cambeal (Pronounced Ash-lee bri-Geed Cam-bell, although Americans nearly always call her Ace-lee Bri-jid Cam-beel); she is nicknamed Ais (pronounced Ace or Ash, depending on how much you know about Celtic names).
Age: 17
Species: Human
Physical Description: She is 5' short, with a slightly athletic build and the natural stamina and endurance of a Scotland native. She hates hot weather, but she can't escape the climate, so she spends a lot of time indoors. Ais is pale-skinned and blue-grey-eyed, with long, wavy, brown-black hair.
Morphs: grey house-cat
Personality: Aisli is extremely intelligent, with a no-nonsense attitude about life in general. She doesn't tolerate the presence of idiots, but she is patient with someone who genuinely doesn't understand something. A straight-A student, she is very focused on her education. She has the makings of a natural leader, but she prefers to let someone else make the final decision on important matters, so that she is not accountable for poor choices. More than anything, she is a plotter and a planner.
History: Shortly after she turned 10, her family moved from Scotland to America, hoping to benefit from the economic boost that resulted from America's trade with the Andalite world. Her parents separated when she was twelve, and she now lives with her mother and her twin brother, Alistair. Her father is quite wealthy, and his only contact with her are the expensive birthday presents that he sends to her. The most recent gift was a morphing cube, but she hasn't used it much.
Current Occupation: High school student
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Elfangor1991:
Name- Chase
Age-17
Species (you can be alien, if you like)-Human
Physical Description- Tall brown hair blue eyes slim and deceptively strong (AMAZING dress sense) lol
Morphs- Cat, Dog, Seagull, Sparrow, Red-tailed hawk, ferret, fly, bee, snake, lion, tiger, duck, Dolphin, horse, sheep, wolf, elephant and monkey
Personality - Rachel like and uber hyper, always raring to go and never turns down a challenge
History - Despite strict laws agains it the second I turned 13 and got the morphing power i went around aquiring everything. I went to zoos swam with dolphins and since my cousin works at a circus I had easy access to stronger beasts.
Current Occupation- Student
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Toomin:
Name: Norin Radd
Age: ?
Race: Chee
Backround: Close friends with Erek King and was the Chee that covered for Marco during several missions. Curious and comedic he often volunteered to cover for Marco as he felt they had a shared personality. Despite having the tremendous knowledge and experience of a Chee he is often seen as less mature than his counterparts. Although Chee have become public since the end of the war, Norin often still disguises himself as another species, notably Hork-Bajir as he enjoys fooling people into believing he is a Seer.
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Shanker:
Name- Bill Fate
Age- 21
Species- Human
Physical Description- 6 ft. 4, dark hair, average build
Morphs- Hork-Bajir, Taxxon, Andalite, Human (Identical Twin Brother, and 20 year old girlfriend), Bald Eagle, Bengal Tiger, German Sheppard
History - his girlfriend was killed by a morph capable criminal when she was 20, in order to preserve her memory, he acquired her (with her dying permission of course) and vowed revenge on the morph-able criminals. Often morphs his identical twin brother in order to make it appear as if he can heal wounds instantly
Personality- Serious, somber, dark, bruty
Current Occupation- Training to be a Police Officer
(Footnote: Shanker left the RPG, but I'm leaving him the option of returning, if he wants it.)
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Estelore:
By the way, it is okay to post 1st OR 3rd person, but try to stay consistent with your own style. If you're going to change, make a note of it. Also, I'm going to say that our setting is Los Angeles, California. "I" live in a suburb of L.A., and our school is in the same general area. Let's try to make this flow smoothly, like a story being spoken aloud.
Now, let's get this ball rolling!
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Everything would have been fine, if we'd just stayed in Denver, like Mom had promised.
So, as Murphy's Law dictates, we simply HAD to move to L.A. in the middle of the school year.
It was bad enough, being the only girl in my high school with a foreign accent, which even my twin brother had shed. Colorado at least had a decent climate, but NOooo. We had to move to California.
I was already well on my way to the sunburn of the century.
It was my first day of school in Jake Berenson Consolidated High School, district 1251. I ignored the startled glances of the tall, blonde, nauseatingly perfect people that surrounded me, and I strode confidently into my first-hour class. Calculus. Yippee.
Don't get me wrong, I was good at calculus. That didn't mean that I liked it, though.
Nobody would blame me for groaning, I think...well...Alis tair would blame me. He always said that I took myself and my grades so seriously, I didn't have enough room in my mind to take anyone else seriously.
Brothers.
I took the only remaining desk, one row from the back of the room. By the looks of things, the room was divided into two segments, with the desks on one side facing the desks on the other side, and the teacher's desk in the middle. Too Many Students.
I looked down at my textbooks, and I felt that I was being watched. I glanced up to find a round, pale face staring back at me from across the room. I couldn't make out the features, except for the bright, clever eyes, which looked oddly familiar.
The face...a girl, I thought...was frowning at me, with one eyebrow raised in defiance.
I looked back, meeting her challenge.
Neither of us broke the stare, so I smiled a little bit to ease the tension.
At the same time, the corners of the girl's mouth quirked up, just a little bit. I couldn't tell if she was pretty, but she looked far too fierce, and too clever by half, as my brother would say.
Her eyes looked sad, tired, and terribly lonely.
Unable to hold that heartbreaking stare, I glanced down at my hands.
I picked up my pencil, immediately sensing movement from the girl.
She was holding a pencil, just like me.
I suddenly noticed what she was wearing.
I green t-shirt, just like me. Over that, a grey jacket, just like me.
I suddenly realised why her eyes seemed so familiar, and why the classroom seemed so terribly crowded.
The girl with the lonely, ferocious eyes was ME.
What kind of IDIOT puts a MIRROR in a classroom?
I didn't want to be there, so it was only natural that Murphy and his laws would contrive to make my day even more unbearable.
"Hey, are you that new girl? What's yer name?" A kid with dirty blonde hair asked me, startling me from my brooding.
"My name is Aisli Cambeal."
"Cool." He turned away, talking to the person next to him. I could hear him mumbling to her, as the teacher started taking roll.
"That's the new girl. Says her name is Ashley Campbell."
I could tell instantly that I would have to spell my name out forevermore, if I wanted it right in our yearbook.
Another kid saw my name written at the top of my notebook.
"Ayz-lee? Ace-lee?"
"Aisli. It's prounounced Ash-lee. It's Scottish. I'm Scottish."
"Oh. Cool." He turned his attention to the teacher.
In Scotland, everyone understood my name.
Groan.
This line of conversation continued for the rest of the morning, starting anew every time someone heard my accent or saw my written name.
Then, the bell rang for lunch, and everything changed.
In the flurry of activity, I managed to find my way to the cafeteria, at the worst possible moment.
CRASH!!!
The huge windows in the cafeteria's south wall exploded into a thousand shards as a RHINOCEROS, of all things, charged through it.
The rhino was followed by a fat, bald man in gym shorts.
"Ramirez, if you do not DEMORPH THIS INSTANT, you'll be suspended until your grandkids graduate from HARVARD, which doesn't seem to be in the probable future! This is NOT FUNNY!"
I turned to the kids next to me.
"Who is that? Is that someone in morph?"
A brown-haired boy pointed to my arm.
"You're bleeding."
He had understated the situation.
A six-inch piece of glass was sticking out of my wrist, and the cut was gushing blood.
"Can you morph, Ace-lee?"
I nodded blindly, and the world started tilting around me. I couldn't breathe properly.
"Morph and heal the cut! Hurry!"
I couldn't understand why, of all things, this boy was telling me to morph. How could THAT help me?
Of course, if I'd been thinking clearly and practicing my morphs like Alistair had...well, things might have gone differently.
The last words I heard before I passed out were,
"Call 911! Somebody get this girl an ambulance!"
Then everything went dark, and I distantly felt a sensation of moving very quickly.
I woke up in a hospital room, surrounded by five or six people that I didn't know.
I recognized my brother, when he walked in, as well as the kid who had asked if I morphed and the one who had called me Ashley.
It was time to get some answers.
"What happened?"
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(I'm going to assume that at least two of you are there in the hospital with me. You don't have to be the ones that I mentioned specifically, so this isn't actually God-modding.)
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Whammyman:
So far today had been an average day.In calculus there was a new girl named Ashley, or however you pronounced her name. Said something about her being Scottish. I thought it a bit weird that someone would transfer in the middle of the school year, but who was I to question her parent's motives.
Biology went by without a hitch, but then again how could someone mess up a lecture on genetics. At first I was hoping the teacher would have mentioned something about the Andalite morphing technology, but instead he drove on and on about Punnet Squares and what not.
Lacking any interest in that I sat daydreaming about morphing into a bird and just flying out of there. Sadly I didn't have the ability to morph as my parents were always a little scared of the technology. I guess it was understandable considering the war with the Yeerks and all. Still, I was hoping one of these days I could get my hands on one of those cubes and gain that power.
My dream was broken up by the familiar ringing of the bell, and I quickly grabbed my stuff together and headed out. I stopped by locker real quick to drop my stuff off, and I headed down to the cafeteria. I was in line when Ramirez came crashing through the glass as a rhinocerous.
Great, what is that idiot up to now? I thought as I shielded myself with my tray.
By the time I put it down I could see that new girl was bleeding pretty badly. Someone called an ambulance, and by the time they arrived she had passed out. I helped with getting her to the ambulance and decided to stay with her to the hospital. Being new she probably didn't know to many people, and she would need some friends after a first day like this. Besides, I needed to know how to pronounce her name (small things like that bother me for some reason).
When I finally arrived there were several others there, one who I assumed was her brother. I had been there only a few minutes when she finally woke up.
"Well, uh, a kid named Ramirez came crashing through the cafeteria as a rhino, you got cut up pretty bad, and now your here in the hospital. I think that covers it pretty well. The names Richard by the way, but I'm fine with Rick."
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Shanker:
"You ready?" Sam asked, preparing to run.
I gave her a slight smile and waited for the gunshot. BANG. We were off. We ran a kilometer and a half for the first part of the test. I managed to get it done in 4 and a half minutes, first in the class.
I huffed and puffed at the finish line and waited for the rest of the class to finish. "Well done class!" Sgt. Sol shouted, "We will now move on to the obstacle course!" The class made their way over to the first part of the course. BANG! We were off again. I was still a little tired from the first run but still managed to make record time in the obstacle course.
"Good job guys!" the Sgt. said again, "Now we move onto the last part of the test, the shooting range." The class headed over to the range and we were called out one at a time to take the test. Sam was called first, after 10 minutes she came back smiling, she must have done well the next 7 people went out, some came back smiling, some were not.
"William Fate," the Sgt called. I got up and pulled out my gun. When I entered the range I looked around the mock streets and buildings made out of cardboard. I knew the rules, hit any pop out person with a gun, except for fellow cops, and avoid hitting the citizens. POP! A burgler, I hit him between the eyes. POP! A mugger, I hit him in the heart. POP! A elderly man, I hit him in the shoulder.
"Damn" I muttered as the bell rang, signifying my failure. "William, what happened? You were doing so well," the Sgt. asked when I walked out of the range.
"I choked," I replied, and walked toward my locker.
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Elfangor:
"WOO!
Today for you, tomorrow for me
Today for you to morrow for me
I said today for you tomorrow for me
Today for you tomorroooooooooow
FOR ME!"
I ignored the stares, infact I loved them. Hey my names Chase and face facts I'm not normal. Not in an abnormal way you understand I just...well im a little more outgoing than most.
I danced my way to calculus and sat behind this new girl. Was bout to say hi but Graeme started talking to me. God I know to many people.
Anyway come lunch (my favourite subject a chance for everyone to watch me) i was practically being dragged off the table.
And then came the rhino woo that was fun the way the glass shattered and such god it was amazing it was all like CRASH!!!!! and i was all like woahhh
But then that new girl got hurt and I didnt want to be so forward as to just follow in the the ambulance, well at least not like me. I knew there was something special about her but I'd have to check her out before I asked her to join the......but Im not gonna tell you that bit
So I morphed fly and hitched a ride. You have no idea how bright those ambulance lights are until ur sitting on them. Every 2 hours I demorphed in the bathroom waiting for her to wake up but it took FOREVER anyway when she did wake up and she knew what was happening the wierdest thing happened. She looked right at me as if sensing that I wasn't actually a fly. Wierd. Anyway maybe tomorrow I'll ask her.
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Toomin:It was a beautiful day and I was feeling quite proud of myself. As much as I love humans some of their habits I simply can not accept. They have facilities called "Dog Pounds". Even the name is horrendous. They are structures created specifically to capture, imprison, and even kill free dogs. Attrocious! Hence, I made it a habit to regularly release them from their dungeons. A simple task even despite the recent leaps in technology they have made thanks to the Andalites.
Hoping to lighten the mood I headed over to one of the local schools. Children always brightened my day. Had Elfangor entrusted adults with the morphing technology Earth would have been doomed. The purity of heart present in those children are what saved this planet. "Respect your elders" is a twisted morale. People should respect the young.
Strolling casually by I noticed there seemed to be a morph training class going on the outside region of the school. When I noticed they were practicing Rhinocerous morphs, a smile steadily grew across my holographic face.
"Remember class, every animal has different instincts and each person will react differently to those instincts. For this exercise we will have you morph one at a time. The rhinocerous is a very territorial and aggressive animal and the instincts would be much more difficult to control with multiple rhinos present. Ramirez, you're up first. Everyone else please stand behind the safe zone." announced the instructor.
I saw the transformation progress slowly and spuradiclly. The morphing technology was still so sloppy. Disgusting at best. The Chee could have developed it far safer and more efficient but alas, the morphing technology is essentially a weapon and therefore untouchable by our android hands.
Just as the boy was completing his morph I walked casually in to the area and put up a hologram of another rhino. Vicious and tempermental. I could barely contain my excitement.
"What?! Where did that other rhino come from?! I told everyone to stay back! This excercise requires ONE morpher at a time!"
The newly morphed Ramirez turned quickly. His gaze intense and frightening. It seemed Ramirez was able to fight off the instinct for about 2 seconds then started off into a full charge right at me.
I trotted quickly out of the way to notice Ramirez not only had poor instinct control, but horrible coordination. He sped past me and physics did the rest. An object that is in motion will remain in motion until acted upon by another force. That force, in this case, was the outside wall of the school.
Astonished at the mayhem I heard a boy cry out, "You're bleeding!"
If I had a heart it would have stopped. It was never my intention to have the student run into the wall, let alone hurt someone. With lightning speed I ran to the entrance of the large facility and put up a hologram of an adult in the faculty's school uniform then rushed to the injured female. I cleaned the wound then kept it covered as I dialed for the paramedics. She had passed out from the blood loss but her pulse was steady and her breath normal. In my guilt I snuck aboard the ambulance and came to the girl's side as a nurse once we arrived at the hospital.
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Estelore:
So, I hadn't hallucinated the whole thing. Huh.
"Thanks, Rick. Is it normal for everyone around here to have the morphing ability? Where I used to live, only a few kids in the entire school had access to it. Alistair and I were among the 'lucky few' with a parent rich enough to buy an Escafil Device, and he's used it a lot more than I have."
Alistair smiled quietly and sat down in the chair next to my bed. He leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"New home, new rules, Ais."
"Yeah?" I whispered back, "Well, it'd be nice if somebody would actually tell me what those rules ARE."
Alistair leaned back in his seat, and everyone looked at us a bit oddly.
"Twins." Alistair summed up the entire story with one word, something that I could never have done.
Everyone nodded in understanding, and I could practically feel the mental "of course" rolling through the room.
"He got the looks, and I have all the brains." I elaborated, elbowing Alistair lightly. He shoved back playfully, as the people chuckled.
They weren't laughing because it was funny, rather it was because it was true.
Alistair was drop-dead-gorgeous, tall and stunning, but he was a C-student at best.
I, on the other hand, was the 'brilliant, high-potential, wunderkind' of the family, but I was little more than pretty.
Next to Alistair, I was a fly on the wall of life, and that was fine with me.
I didn't need attention the way he did.
A fly on the wall...there was a FLY on the WALL...and I was getting a funny feeling about it, like it was watching me.
Alistair caught on to my goose-bumpy shiver.
"All-righty, people, the show's over. Anyone who wants to see my sister has to come one and two at a time. Ais, do you want anyone to stay here with you?"
"I'll be fine, Al. Go get some rest."
My brother had dark circles under his eyes, proving that he had sat beside me since we got to the hospital.
He nodded and walked out, along with most of the crowd. A few people, a mixture of familiar and strange faces, lingered after he left.
"So...what's up?"
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Whammyman:
I just stood bye as the new girl's brother worked on comforting her. Iwas off in his own little dream land, caused by her mentioning of a "Escafil Device." Just what I had been looking for, as I knew full well that it was those devices that were responsible for giving people the morphing power.
All I have to do is be her friend and maybe she'll be kind enough to let me use the device. That sounds bit mean though, but then again it could be my only shot.
I was knocked out of my little mental battle by her brother leaving.
"So...what's up?" She asked. Unless someone here was willing to take the initiative I decided to try to help explain.
"Nothing really. Sorry for such the rough first day. Our school has some classes for people morphing so I'm guessing Ramirez had lost control of the instincts and charged. Not everyone has the morphing though. Some can't afford it, some don't really care, and others have parent's that are a bit freaked out about it and don't let them use it."
He sounded a little bit bitter on the last bit, considering that was his own situation, but his voiced was more cheerful as he continued talking.
"So then, mind telling us how to pronounce your name? I have a feeling I messed it up in Calculus."
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Estelore:
I couldn't help chuckling, but it WAS very nice to find someone who cared about names.
"My name is Aisli, pronounced like Ashley, but with a broader A-sound and a shorter Ee. It is spelled A-i-s-l-i. You can call me Ais. Thanks for explaining everything to me. You said your name is Rich, right? Can you morph? I can, but I've only ever morphed my cat. Alistair, my brother, uses his morphs a lot more than I do. I never seem to have time for it."
This Rich seemed like a really nice guy, and I didn't feel like going back to sleep just yet. Maybe he would be willing to help me get acclimated to this new town, if I was nice to him.
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Elfangor:
Ok what did her brother say? ok he's leaving ok ok right theres a few people left but one of them was definately an unchang and the others seem cool enough. Right lets show these people just how to morph
I jumped back as hard as I could and focused I had to do this just right or it would look a mess. Luckely I've pracised alot. Trust me I mean ALOT
ok ok Jump and control it control your weight and yes yes
<Yeeeeeeeeeeee.....>
"eehaaaaa!"
"hey y'all! mind me dropping in? I'm chase how y'all doin?"
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Toomin:
It seemed it would take a little longer than I expected to give my apologies to the girl. Apparently, she was popular. I had my hologram "walk" out of the room and I sat patiently in the corner taking the place of a non-descript plant. I had nowhere to be and living for thousands of years grants you a certain level of patience.
Suddenly, I heard a frantic thought speech, <Hey y'all! mind me dropping in? I'm chase how y'all doin?>
I slapped my hand against my forehead, a sign that I was assimilated by humans a long time ago. Such a childish mistake. I didn't scan the room for any morphed persons before coming in and now I may likely get caught. Many insects, with their compound eyes, can see past my holograms.
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Whammyman:
"Nice to meet you Ace, Ash,Ais.Okay, that might take awhile to pronounce correctly. Anyways, no problem. Least I can do after getting your name wrong. Plus, I do kind of have to show you our town isn't just a place with out of control morphers."
When she asked me if I had the ability to morph I was going to say no, but we were interupted by the demorphing of one of the kids from school.
"Like him." I said, grumbling under my breath. Personally, I thought it was just plain rude what he did, but for all I knew Ais could know him. And I wasn't going to say anything till I knew if he was wanted here or not.
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Estelore:
It was disgusting, to say the least, to watch a kid grow out of a fly. Euuughhh.
I managed to maintain a fairly composed facial expression, despite this startling new development.
"So...Chase, is it? What exactly are you doing here?Rich, do you know this clown?"
I stared quizzically at the kid as he dusted himself off.
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Elfangor:
"Actually ladles and jellyspoons none of you know me......yet"
I surveyed my audiance. God I loved this. The suspense. The fact you know everyone is watching you even that....thingi dont know what it is all i know is its not human. Im not speciest just....i dunno its made of metal and ivory and I dont know if its a dude or a dudette
anyway
"well guys and dolls I've been watchin...well...MO ST of you for sometime and i think we might just have our group."
I grinned at the puzzled faces loving every minute of it
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Estelore:
"Please, boy, speak English. I'm not so weak that I cen't git oop and keeck yer arse all the wey bick te Glasgow."
I accidentally lapsed back into my 'native' speech, which was never more than one temper tantrum away from turning into a full Gaelic tirade.
A couple of the people nearest me seemed a bit startled, but it could have been the entrance of fly-boy that caused it.
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Elfangor:
"Ok then my scottish mate I shall fill you all in"
Dramatic pause. Babum. Babum. Babum.
"Well as you all know 23 years ago a legendary Andalite called Elfangor crashed into a construction site and gave 5 kids (much like ourselves) the power to morph. They then fought a valiant battle for 3 years against the yeerks. There were victories and there were tragidies. Some people they lost some people they saved. But there are some small groups of yeerks still out there using portable Kandronas and there are even scarier morph capable crooks. Now the government denies most of these but we all know the truth and I say we fight. We shall become the next generation. Animorphs 2.0."
I looked around at they're stunned faces and the "plant" in the corner.
"So...what'd'ya say?"
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Estelore:
"Ye-aaah...what? Are you crazy or something?"
This kid was obviously one of those fanatical loons that my pop always warned me about.
I wondered if I would need to send him another derisive look.
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Whammyman:
I didn't bother to speak up as the fly-boy started talking. I just nodded a no when Ais asked if I knew the guy. This didn't look like it was going to end well, though I had to laugh a little when she started talking in a Scottish accent. I'll never understand why I just can't take that accent seriously. Maybe I just watched to many comedies with a person with such an accent.
My train of thought shifted when Chase started talking about the Invasion. Everybody knew about it of course, but the last little bit was of interest. An Animorphs 2.0? Interesting, but if this guy was going to be behind it then I say no thanks.
"Okay Chase, I think you should probably leave. Neither of us is interested in your little scheme. Besides, I don't think your supposed to be in here anyways."
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Elfangor:
"Ok OK guys just hear me out ok?"
I looked around this isn't what was supposed to happen
"Ok if you don't believe me I can prove it ok? First of all that plant in the corner ISNT a plant ok?" I turned to the "plant" "why don't you just show everybody?"
I didn't wait before i continued
"ok so have a look around....EVERYONES morph capable. Well almost everyone it depends on choice but everyone has access yeah? If we kids have access why wouldnt criminals I mean a kid could grow up a criminal and there we go he or she'd have the morphing power and the police try but you know as well as i do that there are restrictions on police morphing as there is on ours but all these people get away. Think of the people who's family have been hurt by morph capables? Don't they deserve justice?
AND more to the point there are still yeerks out there. I've seen them and I know at least 3 of them are nurses here. Think about it the first animorphs. Jake Cassie St. Rachel Tobias Marco and later the War Prince Aximilli. They were'nt much older than us when they were fighting. Possibly even younger. We know these things are going on and we have to stop it. The government are too focused on the other species to make peace or over through dictatorships. But if underneith this the yeerks rise again what's going to happen? You know what they did on the Hork-Bajir home planet and what the almost did to Earth. Do you want that to happen again? Your parents? Your brothers and sisters? Your grand-parents? All being ripped apart by the very DNA that holds them together? It's not a question of do you want to fight. It's a question of how can you not?"
I looked around
"Now I know that I'm not stable enought to be a leader. I don't expect that and I know you don't know me. But the others didn't know Tobias did they? All I know is that this is going on and it's something we have to fight so please? Not for me but for the Earth."
My heart skipped a beat. A bead of sweat dropped down my forehead. "Please" i pleaded silently.
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Estelore:
I was sill considering whether or not this kid was an absolute lunatic, but he DID have a point.
"Well, Chase...your words bear some consideration...but ...why US? Why ME? I only have one morph, and it's a CAT, for pity's sake. I'm not exactly the most skilled fighter around here, and it seems that our school actually TRAINS people to morph. Why not one of those with some real experience?"
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Toomin:
And even despite calculating the odds that our new intruder had morphed an insect capable of seeing past my hologram at 26.47% it seems you can't always bet on statistics.
I dropped my hologram showing my hung head and waving hand like a punished child.
"I'm dreadfully sorry I was introduced as such but, I felt I owed you an apology. I was hoping I'd be able to do so in private after everyone left. It was indirectly my fault the boy broke through the wall and hurt you. I had only meant to startle him, perhaps for a laugh, but the situation escalated beyond my control. I am a Chee and programmed for non-violence, hence the thought that an innocent girl was harmed by my mischief does not sit well."
The discussion the young children were having peaked my interest but I dared not intrude. I had caused enough trouble already and I'd simply be invading their privacy further. I turned towards the door quietly and began to walk out.
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Estelore:
"Wait, please! What is your name? Thank you for your honesty, but I don't think that any one person could take all the blame for this. It was stupid of the school to have kids morphing rhinos without at LEAST an electric fence, for safety. I don't blame you. Please, stay and talk with us? You probably know a lot more about all this than anyone else here!"
I was curious about the Chee, as I'd never met one before. He seemed awfully nice, in a ridiculous sort of way.
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Elfangor:
"Yes stay please. You have more knowledge than any of us as, from what ive heard from the stories, you've been around since before the pyramids. We need you too. I wasn't just talking to the, if you'll excuse the term, humans.
And why you? Well 1- Your new and have one morph, odds are you aren't a yeerk. Also your inexperienced. Thats a GOOD thing. You look at some of these people that have grown up morphing and they're used too it, like me, they get rekless (ooc: sorry I can't spell it :S) because they feel like they know everything there is to know. You're a fresh mind that'll rationalise things. PLUS you're not afraid of a fight as we learned earlier from your...delightful.. .threat.
2- Your brother (if he'll join us) has the experience that you lack. It's like ying and yang. It just works.
3- I don't know your name (ooc: obv just the character doesnt) but you're the kind one and sypathetic. You're like the great Cassie. You're the morals the consiance (oocnce again can't spell soz)
(That's all i can remember being in the room sorry if i missed anyone its nothing personal)
So guys what do y'all say?"
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Toomin:
"Very well then." I answered simply to the request. I listened patiently as the boy continued. I was the first to speak up after he asked if we would join.
"What you're asking for seems like vigilante work. Superheroes. Although I am quite an enthusiast of such action and am also familiar with that sort of heroics, there are more risks invovled for you humans than there are for myself. I will gladly join you, but this lies as a much heavier decision on the shoulders of the others."
At that moment I was quite pleased to be an android. It allowed me to hide my emotions flawlessly. Had it not been for that fact I would have been bouncing off the walls like Daffy Duck. A chance to do what I've been doing already? But with human children? There was no question there. It took every effort not to blurt out, "Where do I sign?!"
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Estelore:
I gave it five seconds of serious thought, which was three more than I needed.
"I'm in. I'll choose my own morphs from what it available, since I've seen what happens when you give the wrong morph to the wrong person." I gestured to my arm, covered in a three-inch-thick layer of gauze and adhesive.
"Oh, yes...by the way, my name is Ais, pronounced 'Ash', but I'll not strangle you for getting it wrong occasionally. I've learned to tolerate being called Ace, as long as it's an innocent mistake. Just remember, Chase, that our names DO NOT RHYME."
I turned to face the Chee.
"If I'm not incorrect, your people generally are against violence, but as I've heard it, you'd be more than capable of restraining and incapacitating ANYONE, without actually doing them harm. You'd be ideal as a member in this venture, for your knowlege and your physical prowess. What is your name, sir?"
(Elfangor, if you continue to mis-name me, I don't mind at all. Comic relief is nice. 'Okay, our names rhyme, I'll remember that'... or something to that effect, would be crack-up-funny over time. Do as you will. )
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Toomin:
"Well, my original name is a mouthful but we Chee are already accustomed to be known by our human name. I no longer portray that human as the Chee have become public, but his name was Norin. Norin Radd." I said, answering the girl.
As I said this I put up the hologram that belonged to the young adult I used to pretend to be. A 21 year-old university student. He had long black hair with forming dreads and black plastic frame glasses. He was a slim fellow fitting a generic "art/music student" stereotype.
After my responce it seemed everyone's attention had turned to the last person in the room. The girl and I both accepted, but this boy had yet to say a word.
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Estelore:
"What do you say to all this, Rich? I rather like the idea."
I didn't know how my mild-mannered rescuer would feel about all this, but I hoped that he'd join us. In the short time that I'd known him, I'd grown to like his matter-of-fact behaviour.
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Whammyman:
I stood silently as the three of them talked. I was a bit surprised at the sudden appearance of the Chee, android, whatever he was, but by this point I didn't really care. So far all of them were pumped for this vigilante group thing. I wasn't that different. I tried my best to hide my grin.
However, my good mood took a change for the worst when I remembered one simple fact; I couldn't morph. Without that I was kind of useless. Would they want me to be in this group if they knew that?
"Uh, yeah, I guess I'll join in." I said quietly and nervously.
Wonder how long I can get away without telling them?
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Elfangor:
"Ok so by my count thats 3 for 3 and we can ask you're brother when you want. Right First off what i want to know is; "If you can morph why not just morph now and heal that?"
"Anyway i say as soon as possible we get to the zoo and aquire what we can.......wait first off, I know, especially in a town like this, some people can't morph so does anyone have an escalif device and can anyone not morph? We need to know this now."
"So Ace I guess it's up to you"
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Estelore:
"Well, I have a portable Escafil Device, the newest model."
I pulled a necklace-type chain out of the collar of my blouse. A tiny blue box was attached to the end of it, and I tapped two of the sides in a pattern. Suddenly, the box absorbed the chain and expanded to five times its original size.
"Anyone need to use it now? I'll morph to heal, now that you've mentioned it, Chase."
I set the box on the end table next to me.
Thank Heavens the paramedics had had enough sense to leave my morphing suit on me, instead of putting me in a hospital gown.
I still couldn't morph proper clothes, and that could have been embarassing.
As quickly and smoothly as I could (which wasn't much at all), I morphed my cat, Sam. A few minutes later, I was a puff of distraught-looking gray fur.
<I'm a bit out of practice, as you can see.>
I started demorphing, and I eventually regained my original shape, with my arm fully healed.
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Whammyman:
I watched as Ais took out an Escafil device. My hand was practically twitching as I held it back from touching it till she put it down. However, I stopped when she started morphing into her cat. Just looking at the process made me a bit reluctant.
No, no holding back. This is what you wanted to do all along and your going to do it.
"I'm going to need to use it. No one tell my parents though. They'd kill me if they ever found out."
Taking a deep breath I placed my hand on the cube. I felt a little shock, followed by a warm,comfortable feeling flowing through my arm. I was almost a bit sad when it ended, but once I took my hand off the cube I knew I had the power to morph.
"Alright then, now that Ase, I mean Ais is all fixed up, lets get a move on."
As I spoke there was an obvious mood shift as I struggled to hold back my excitement. At the moment I wasn't even thinking of the dangers of being a vigilante, but I didn't really care about them. I could morph, that was enough for me.
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Okay, everyone! I have just condensed 4 pages into...2? Whew!
Welcome, everyone that joins us!
If you want to be a villain, please be somebody that won't get killed or imprisoned immediately. There's no fun in that, really.
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I found Richard's adventurous enthusiasm quite refreshing. Yet another reason to respect the young. Having lived with humans long enough though, I was fully aware that sort of attitude often obscured important tasks.
I turned to Richard and asked what I hoped to be wrong about, "Do you have any actual plan on how we are suppos.......?"
Just as I asked, my internal radio picked up a transmission from a near by police dispatcher. I played the feed aloud so the others could hear. "There's been a kidnapping reported from the Tobias Elementary School. The child is Darla Lexington, daughter of Yeerk equal rights attorney Charles Lexington."
"Well, there's a conflict of interest." I mused aloud.
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"You want a plan? I can do plans. When I was eight I helped my parents plot out mine and my brother's entire education, including college, and which scholarships to apply. Planning works for me. So...let's get concrete-sequential, eh?
1. We (most of us) need morphs. I can only morph a CAT, for pity's sake, and Rich here has no morphs yet.
2. We have just learned about a crime that will demand morphing capability from each of us, excepting Norin Radd.
Thus, the first thing we need to do is obtain a ride to the nearest zoo. Do any of you have cars nearby? I came in the ambulance, and we can't exactly hijack THAT.
Wait! Chase, do you have any bird-of-prey morphs? Falcons, in particular, are designed to catch other birds. If you could bring down a pigeon or a gull without killing it, we could just fly out of here...but Norin would still have to travel by land. Hmmnn. Any ideas, folks?"
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Hey, I'm new to this RAF thing... can I possibly join?
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Of course! Please give us a profile (name, age, species, any morphs, personality, etc.) for the character you will be playing, and I'll work you into the story, or you can 'pop' into the action.
Welcome to RAF! I'm always happy to see that new people are joining.
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Sorry to bother you, but would controllers be allowed? It would be an interesting spin on this topic... :P
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Of course!
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Name: Edward... not Ed, not Eddy. Edward.
Age: 20
Species (you can be alien, if you like): Human
Physical Description: About 6'0. Edward has green eyes, brown hair, and is very skinny, weighing about 150 lbs. He has a slight British accent, but he never refers to him speaking a different way. He has muscle tone, but not overly so.
Morphs: Wolf, Golden Retriever, Falcon
Personality: VERY Intelligent. He enjoys going to museums and learning about historical things - art, drama, music, history, literature... he is a culture-fiend. He gets very angry when people don't know what they're talking about, and he tries to correct them. He is VERY stubborn
History: He moved from England when he was 7. He grew up in California, and fell in love with art history because of his parents - his mother and father both worked for an art museum. His dad died when he was in his last year of high school, however, his mother works at a huge company so there was no financial setback.
Current Occupation: Going for his Bachelors in Art History. Plans on Becoming a teacher.
He also does some work for the Sharing. He is a Controller, has been one since his last year of high school
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whos jonathan?
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Good profile, but please clarify on the name. Thanks! :)
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whos jonathan?
Sorry, made mistake... its Edward...
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Thanks for fixing it! I'll have to head to bed before much longer, but if you want to burst into the hospital room or something, you can. The ones who morph already can play hero and get us out.
Try not to get yourself killed, okay!?
(joking)
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((Sorry for late posting, been in Mexico. FYI my character is a lot like the G Man from Half-Life accept less powerful (can only move none human objects in space and stop time briefly) and there hasnt been a real good time for him to show up yet. ))
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Are you a newbie or someone from old RAF using a different name?
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((I'm new... Not really sure what to do.... Its hard getting involved...))
I sat and stared at the wall across from the lobby, and I sighed. I'd been waiting nearly 3 hours for my mother's doctor to come, and I had somewhere to be. My body got up, and asked the nurse what was happening.
"I don't know all the details, but it involves a morph, a rhino, and glass." The nurse scowled, and walked away.
I looked confused for a moment. "Morphing..." I muttered to myself, and I sat back down, wondering why I found that particular bit of information so promising.
<Feh... why are you getting so worked up about the word "morphing"? Its not like its ridiculously rare anymore> My yeerk, Dracar asked. I mentally sighed, and kept quiet.
((Jeez... its hard when there's 2 people in one body... Ah well, I'm trying))
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Not you, Leo. Marcion. Seriously, Marcion. Who ARE you? If you're Xan, I get it. If you're a newbie, you ought to have asked before diving in.
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Its Xan btw :)
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Okay, then we're cool. Phew. I'm busy right now, but if one of the others in the hospital room wants to take over the action, he is welcome to it.
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May I join? I've never really rp'd before, so, in one sense, I'm a newbie. Or are there too many people? And if I do join, am I allowed to have a character who used to be part of a secret ociety/organization/project involving Yeerks?
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Yes, you may join! Sure, maybe you'll associate with Leo, since he's a Yeerk (his character, not HIM...I hope).
I know, friends-who-are-veteran-RAFian-RPers, that it seems insane to take in so MANY people into one RP.
Trust me. It'll work. I've been part of a mass-RPG before (100+ people, but all on a first-name basis), and I know that it is quite possible.
Charlie, please give us a profile of your character. :)
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Alrighty then! Thank you. :)
Name: Leah Stephany Kitson
Age: 15
Physical Description: Short and slender, chin-length blackish hair, sand-colored skin, blue-green eyes
Personality: Leah is short-tempered and rebellious, and most of the time, very unfriendly. But once you get to know her, she isn't so bad after all.
History: Leah was born and raised in a metal cell. She'd been taught English by a man named Jack, and simple math and science by a woman named Selena, but she had never truly understood her purpose, or why she was in this strange place. She spent her days sitting in the corner, reading from the books they had provided to keep her entertained--whoever they were. Then one day, after reading a particularly strange book about a war, she decided she would leave the small, metal box, and explore the world. Her wish came true. Using the strategy of one of the book characters, she managed to escape the strange, underground complex. She was recovered after three weeks of wandering the streets. Now she is more determined than ever to find the truth--whatever the truth is.
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Nice!
When I have more time, I'll see what I can do to work you into the story, or you can 'pop' into the action.
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mind if i join the party
Name: Jason Warrick
Age: 19
Species: human
physical description: 5'8", athletic build, brown hair done in a buzz cut, brown eyes that seem to have a intense/serious look to them, slightly tanned (result of italian heritage)
Morphs: black panther, northern goshawk, doberman pinscher, rat
Personality: fun, outgoing, caring, athletic, and easy to get along with. Jason has a strong will and nevers backs away from a challenge. He takes matters seriously and never lets his guard down.
History: Jason has a ordinary, everyday family. both his parents work, he has a older brother and sister in college, and a younger brother in high school. Jason himself is presently in college where he is studying to become a teacher. as a young boy, Jason was in to nature and animals but his interests shifted to sports as he grew older, getting involved in basketball, football, and track.
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Sounds good!
Folks, we have a ton of major storm systems rolling through my state, so I'll not be online a lot today. Sorry.
I'll see you all when the weather clears, hopefully today.
Feel free to continue the action, if you wish.
To those of you new to this particular Game (in other words, everyone but Whammyman, Elfangor, Shanker, Toomin, and myself), if one of you starts a plotline, it would be REALLY helpful if the rest of you try to connect to it, in some way or another. The more of you who have characters already introduced by the time I get back, the faster we can get to the real action, and the less confusing this whole story will be.
If you want, you can meet the rest of us as we walk out of the hospital room.
If not, build a plot that you can all (or most of you, at least) agree on. We don't need seventeen plots going all at once.
Thanks!
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Okay, sorry if this is too controlling, or whatever. Anyway, I'm, uh, not exactly going to "pop" into the action. More like, explode. If that's okay. If not, warn me now, before I post the whole thing.
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PM me, please, with a vague outline, and I'll tell you if it's too much. I'll probably be fine with it.
No worries! :)
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I opened my eyes slowly and pushed myself up, taking a moment to observe my surroundings. I was in a dark alleyway, surrounded by old, tattered newspapers and plastic wrappers. The asphalt underneath me was slick and wet with what appeared to be, well, what I hoped was water.
I rose to my feet quickly, my muscles and joints aching in protest. My head began to throb, but I ignored the pain and walked the length of the alley, anxious to see what lay ahead of me. I expected to see a shabby old house, or an old bridge, but instead, spotted a sign that read, “St. Johnson Hospital ((sorry, couldn’t remember if the hospital had a name or not, and RAF won’t load)).”
“Strange. What’s a hospital?” I wondered aloud, allowing my curiosity to take over as I began to walk toward the large facility. Luckily, the roads were empty, so I didn’t need to worry about traffic. Aaron, the “professional street-boy” had taught me to be cautious in the city. If only he were here right now…
I forced his memory from my mind, knowing it would only upset me, as I neared the entrance of the main building. But before I could reach the sidewalk, I stopped, noticing a dark figure crouching in the shadowed corner. Something was wrong about this person. Something was—off.
Just then, the figure stood, walking toward me slowly, as if trying to stay hidden. Paying close to the facial features, I soon realized it was a young man. In one hand he held what could only have been a gun.
Shock spurted through me like icy water. I ran toward the door, anticipating the sound of the gun firing. The man followed only a few feet behind me, holding the gun at eye level. I prayed he wouldn’t shoot as I forced the glass doors open and ran inside. “Die, Yeerks!” the man shouted. He aimed at the ceiling and fired the gun, sending huge chunks of plaster and stone tumbling down, along with thick clouds of dust. All at once, the people of the hospital sprung into action.
Just then, two boys, a girl, and a male young adult entered the room ((Ace/Ais, Norin, Chase, Richard)). Everyone stepped backward in shock. “Aha!” the crazy man screamed. “I’ve got you now!” He aimed the gun at the small group of cowering people, grinning from ear to ear, as if this were a fun, harmless game.
Before I could think or make plans, I made a dive for the floor, grabbing hold of the man’s legs and wrestling him down. He pulled the trigger. The bullet whizzed over the white floor and struck the nearest wall. But the game wasn’t over just yet…
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"Guys! Get down!" I shrieked at my three strange companions. It seemed odd to me that none of the bullets had hit me yet, considering the way my luck had gone today.
I dove under the receptionist's desk, pulling someone with me. In the adrenaline rush of my short lifetime, I failed to notice exactly WHO I had taken down when I did my nose dive for safety. I was already starting to morph cat, to make a smaller target.
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Suddenly everything STOPPED. Bullets stopped in midair, and everything was frozen in time.
All the sudden a man, appeared in the middle of the room. He was dressed in a black suit, white tie, black pants. He was thin, yet not skinny.
((shift to 1st person after dramatic setup))
As I walked in I clapped three times. "Good, good. You have learned some basics as to how to use your power. However, you have only begun to crack the tip of the iceberg, and yet ahead their lies much more trying times. Mr. Stinson, do you ever wonder WHY you ended up at his hospital? Ais do you wonder why at that particular moment a rhinocerous charged through that window?"
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(Xan, it would be REALLY helpful if you'd give us a profile, preferably sooner than later. Thanks. Also, let's go on the assumption that Marco wrote the Animorphs books, and they are considered part of American and World History for today's students.)
<Well, no, I was a bit more concerned with the fact that I was bleeding out. The rhinoceros wasn't really high on my list of things that mattered to my survival. Who are you? You can't be the Ellimist, can you? He could stop time, too, according to the books.>
I had just completed the cat morph, and right now I probably looked like a small mass of faceless grey fluff, as startled as I was. It isn't every day that you get attacked by a Rhino, flying glass, flying bullets, AND a time-stopper, all in the space of an hour.
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I shook my head, confused and unable to believe what I had seen. Everything had--stopped. It was incredible. I turned around to see a bullet just a few inches from my own head. Gasping, I rose to my feet and turned to face the strange man.
"Who the are you? And what the hell is everyone talking about?!" I exclaimed, clenching my fists angrily.
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<Um...Miss? I'm Ais, these others are...wait! Where did you all go? Ah, they must be hidden or inside a hologram or SOMETHING, but my friends Chase, Rich, and Norin are here with me...somewhere...an d I could have sworn that I took someone with me when I hid here, but I could be wrong...oooh, I feel woozy. Uh...who are you? Do you know this guy?>
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How strange... The cat talked to me. It--spoke to me--in my thoughts. I must be losing my mind, I thought, shaking my head back and forth. "I--I don't know anyone here. I don't even know where I am!" I exploded in frustration. "I don't know what anyone here is talking about. What are Yeerks? And how did you turn yourself into a cat?" I asked the cat, wondering if it would actually reply.
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((Profile then
Name: "The Man"
Age: 45
Species: Unknown (formerly human)
The only thing he knows is what happened to him. A man who suffered a brain injry as a construction worker, his life changed. He was close to death, in fact his heart stopped and he had an out-of-body experience. However, part of his mind contacted Crayak. This trauma shocked him back to life, yet he was no longer in his body. He had also acquired limited ammounts of Crayak's power.))
Acck edit to avoid double post
"I will answer your questions, those that are fit to be answered now. What am I? What is more important is who you are and WHY I brought you here. Stinson, there are people who through technology can change into animals. Do not be afraid, it is infact quite harmless when used properly."
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I looked at the girl quizzically.
<I morphed. Don't you know about morphing? Almost EVERYONE has access to that technology. For almost two hours at a time, I can become any living creature that I can touch. In a little while, I'll be human again.>
(Xan, please be VERY CAREFUL not to turn into a Gary-Sue. Make sure that his Crayak-power is VERY limited. I'll allow a certain amount of time-stopping and telekinesis, but I don't want a demi-God in our RPG. Thanks.)
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"I must be dreaming," I said. Everything suddenly made sense. Of course! It was a dream. People obviously couldn't turn into animals, and they most certainly couldn't freeze time. It was all a dream. But it felt so real. Perhaps this was all a hallucination.
"A hallucination," I thought aloud. But somehow the answer just didn't feel right. The cat tilted her head to the side quizically, which made me feel even worse.
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((Estelore all the telekinesses is going to be subtle ie why is this object we need to escape here?))
"This is not a hallucination, little boy. This is real, very real."
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I wrinkled my nose in disgust.
"I'm a girl, thank you. And you had better start explaining to me how this is possible. First I woke up in the back of some alley with no idea how I got there. Then, some crazy man with a gun started chasing me and screaming, "Die Yeerks!" Now, everything is frozen, people are turning into animals, and everyone is talking nonsense. This has to be a hallucination."
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<Kid, you aren't really in a position to threaten anyone. Pay attention: I can morph, that guy can stop time, and nobody here is hallucinating, as far as I know. If you like, I'll bite you and prove that you're awake.>
I yawned, baring sharp little cat teeth.
<There's no point in trying to understand it all right now. Let's just get someplace where there AREN'T bullets flying.>
I jumped up and trotted for the door, which was frozen open.
<Anyone coming?>
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"I would insure, child, that you are out of the path of the bullets before I leave. Remember these words though. You were brought here for a reason, much as the original ones were brought together. Was it a coincidence they decided to cut through that construction sight or was it the workings of others?"
I walked towards the door fading from sight.
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Still confused, I followed the strange talking cat to the door, still trying to process all of this information. So... Apparently, these people had the ability to morph into animals, and the strange man in the room had the ability to freeze time. Two questions answered. I still had many, many more.
But there was one question that wouldn't leave my mind, wouldn't leave me alone: Who were these "Yeerks"? These strange people had failed to answer that question, though they had answered the others I had asked. It was as if they were afriad to answer.
I headed out the door, the girl's friends, who hadn't said a word the entire time, following behind me.
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"Umm......." I said softly. "What just happened? One second I hear gun shots and screaming so I instantly put up a hologram to cover us then Ais jumps out and suddenly the girl that was about to get shot seemingly teleports to safety next Ais.
At least that's what it looked like, but that impossible. Even Andalites haven't developed something that advanced yet. Certainly not on a personal scale or with that reaction time. Did I miss something?"
((OOC: My character was frozen in time with everything else during Xan's visit.))
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(Even though they aren't biological, let's assume that the Chee can hear thought-speak. I don't recall if it was or wasn't so in the books.)
<You were frozen, then, I guess. This guy came in and stopped time, right before he disappeared. Then, this as-yet-unnamed girl started asking why I was a cat, who the Yeerks are, things like that. I don't think that she's from around here, and if she TRULY knows NOTHING, we can't just let her wander out into the city. If she doesn't know about morphing, obviously she cannot morph, so she is as good as defenseless. Norin, do you maybe have a place that we can go to explain everything without interruption or eavesdroppers?>
I turned to face the strange girl behind me.
<You'd best come with us. This city isn't safe for someone who doesn't know what they're doing, and it would be unkind of us to leave you alone in the middle of it. I want to help you. What is your name?>
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I looked down at the floor and bit my lip. "Leah," I said with a sigh. I had wanted to keep my name a secret, but no other name would come to mind. And hiding my identity wouldn't help me, anyway. I didn't feel comfortable around these people. I didn't want to trust them, but I did. I just hoped things wouldn't turn out like last time.
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<Alright, Leah. We're going to find a safe place for you to stay tonight, and we can get you some food, a shower, and some explanations. How does that sound?>
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I smiled at the idea. Until just then, I hadn't really thought of any of those things. "It sounds wonderful. Thank you, Ais?" I said, hoping I had remembered her name correctly. "And sorry for the way I behaved earlier," I added.
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((FRICK MAN! I missed a LOT! How do I jump back in?!)
Stunned, I sat there, wondering what on earth was going on. Trying to understand what was going on around me, I heard one girl ask if anyone was coming, and I stood up, and dusted myself off.
"Is it alright if I come? I have absolutely no clue who or what anything is, especially THAT guy," I said as I pointed to the man with the gun. I looked around, waiting for an answer. "I'm Edward, by the way." I said, a bit nervous of... everyone, actually.
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I blinked in surprise, staring at the new person. He was tall. had brown hair and green eyes, and spoke with a strange accent. I narrowed my eyes as I studied his features. He looked so familiar. It was as if I had actually SEEN this man before. But where?
I ignored the thuoght. Right now, it didn't matter. I decided it would be best if I kept my mouth shut and waited for Ais's reply.
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(No worries, Leo. Most of what you missed was a time-stop, and, for all we know, The Man could have frozen you, too, since you weren't named directly. Just follow the action, and throw in your 2 cents when it feels right. :))
<Sounds fine by me. The more, the merrier, I suppose. Edward, eh? Well, I'm Ais, and these are Leah, Norin, Rich, and Chase. We are easily as confused about this whole situation as you are, so you can follow us if you like. Heh. I wonder where my brother went....>
As I jogged out the door, a vague needling sensation, not quite fear, tingled in the back of my mind when I thought about Alistair.
I shoved it out of my thoughts and focussed on finding a safe place for our motley crew. We would be needing some morph-firepower and supplies to provide for emergency situations, but first and foremost we needed a secure hideout.
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As we headed off into the dark night, I tried to ignore Edward. The more I looked at him, the more familliar he seemed. It's all in your mind. You need rest, I told myself. Luckily, the rest of the group remained silent during the walk, which made the situation seem less awkward. Yet, judging by their expressions, I could tell they were trying to think of something to say, but couldn't find the words. After we'd been walking for at least thirty minutes, I broke the silence.
"Ais? If this is too much trouble, I--I can find somewhere else to stay. Like, a warehouse or something. I've lived out here before. I don't want to get you guys into trouble."
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<It's no trouble at all, Leah. As I said before, I have no intention of leaving you alone at night in the middle of southern California. It is a dangerous place, doubly so because you have no way to protect yourself. Watch out, guys, there's a pile of bricks here in the middle of the sidewalk.>
I was still in cat form, playing as eyes for the rest of the group. I'd already demorphed and remorphed once, just to be safe, and it was dark enough to leave the others virtually blind.
I sensed that something was making Leah uncomfortable. I reached out to her in private thought-speak.
<Leah, nobody else can hear what I'm saying right now. This is private, just between my brain and yours, okay? Is someone in this group worrying you? Just nod or shake your head a little, I'll see.>
I looked back and waited for her silent response.
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I didn't know how to answer. Edward was bothering me, but it had to have just been my mind playing tricks on me. I was tired, and I needed rest. When morning came, the feeling would be gone. But even I knew that was a lie.
I nodded slowly, but casually, to make it appear is if I were only looking around.
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I had thought that she seemed a bit anxious.
<Okay. I know that this has been a crazy, scary day for you, just like for the rest of us, and we all could use a little peace of mind. I'm going to ask the rest of MY group, the ones that I already know and trust, to keep going wherever Norin decides to take them. We, you and I, that is, shall casually split off from the rest. I am going to feed you some words that you can use to seperate from the rest, and I'll tell them that I'm just going to follow you to keep an eye on you, make sure you get there safely, stuff like that. I'll then lead you to one of several safe, quiet places in the nearby forest. If another person tries to follow us, we'll know automatically that something is wrong, and we'll call the others for help. How does that sound? Nod if it sounds okay, shake your head if it's a big NO. Okay?>
(Guys, I've gotta' run into town and grab some munchies. Charlie, do as you like. If you like Ais' idea, you can nod, say that you've remembered a place you can go, and walk towards the woods. Beyond that, I'm not sure if there's anything to be done without God-modding, and I don't want to force the other players into anything.)
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I followed along nervously, having no idea what to expect. I paused for a second, realizing that my yeerk had to feed in the next two days, and I shrugged it off... My yeerk didn't want them to get suspicious.
"So... you in the cat morph - sorry I don't know your name... How did you get the power to morph? Is it freely distributed here?" I wondered as I sped to catch up to Ais and Leah.
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(Ah. I'm back. Nothing new happens? Well enough.)
<My name is Aisli. It certainly isn't FREE, but it isn't difficult to obtain, either. My family is well-off, and my parents gave my twin brother and me our own miniature Escafil devices. We wear them like pendants, they are so small. If you want to be able to morph, I can let you touch my morphing cube after I demorph.>
I spoke to my three teammates privately.
<Norin, Chase, and Rich. There is something about this Edward fellow that I do not trust. Leah appears to distrust him, also. If she gives me the signal, the two of us shall separate from the group and hide out in the nearby woodland. We will know that something is wrong if he tries to follow us.>
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Edward had spoken, and to my relief, his voice was just as unfamiliar and indifferent as any other. Of course, that didn't stop the fear I felt every time I glanced in his direction.
I nodded my head quickly this time, hoping Edward wouldn't notice.
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<Guys, I just got the signal that I was waiting for. Okay, everyone except Edward, since he can't hear this: we aren't going to do ANYTHING to tip him off that we are suspicious of him. If it all proves to be nothing more than nerves, we'd not want to upset him. If it proves that he's dangerous to us, he doesn't need to know where our true 'headquarters' will be. Norin and company, please lead Edward someplace peaceful, fairly hidden, and neutral, but not anyplace that we intend to use frequently. Leah? Please say aloud that you suddenly remember a place that you can stay tonight. Then, ask me to go with you, to act as your eyes, okay? Once we are well out of sight, I'll take you to a safe spot. Everyone else please act as though this conversation hasn't happened, and make sure that Edward doesn't trail us. Thanks.>
I slowed my pace and waited for Leah to do her thing.
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I listened to Ais's instructions, then nodded and continued my previous speech. "But there are plenty of places to hide. I have a place where I can guarantee no one will find me." I paused for a moment, and began to change my expression and make it appear as if I were listening to her in thought-speech. "All right. Will you come with me? I can't see very well. I'll need a little help." Another pause. Finally, I stopped and split apart from the group, Ais trotting silently beside me. It wasn't until we were far out of earshot, having walked for three minutes, that either of us spoke.
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I noticed that for some reason, they seemed to act nervous around me... their "aura", if I can say that, seemed nervous.. and distrustful. <Maybe because you have a parasite inside of you that controls your every move.> My yeerk commented lightly. I mentally sighed, and continued with the conversation.
"You have a place to stay? Thats great." I called out as Leah and Aisli walked off. I found myself in a group of people that I had yet to meet... and I assumed that they, like Aisli, also had the power to morph.
<Do you think they know anything?> My Yeerk asked. <Hardly.> I thought back. <If they're expecting that I follow, they're dead wrong.> I stood my ground, wondering what was going to happen next. <If anything goes wrong, morph wolf and run.> I told my Yeerk silently.
((Am I doing this wrong?))
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"We're almost there." I finally answered. I had been zoned out thinking about the events explained to me by Ais. "It's a community center but it's owned by a close friend of mine who is also a Chee. There'll be plenty of rooms and food for us there. They also have showers and typically have a storage of extra clothing."
I sent a private thought-speak to Ais as she and the new girl walked away. <I don't believe we need to worry about Edward. His kind goodbye was genuine as far as I can tell. His pupils seemed to dialate when he first realized the two of you were leaving, but it may be the light, it's difficult to tell.>
"Here we are." I announced at last. I did a thorough scan this time. I knew the building itself would be secure, I just wanted to make sure we weren't being followed or watched.
Initializing search........aaaaa aand......five sentient life forms detected.
Wait a minute. Five? I looked around. Chase, Rich, Edward, and myself.
Locate non-visible life form.
My vision went black and white and a red glow came from Edward's head.
<Uhm, Ais. Edward is a Yeerk...........>
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(Leo, you're doing just fine. :) Remember, your character can't read our minds, and we can't read his mind, so even if we act like we expect something, it doesn't mean that it has to happen. Each character acts individually according to his personality and logic, so anything within the rules is a plausible action. This is getting good, so please keep playing with us!)
<Uhm, Ais. Edward is a Yeerk........> Norin's thought-speak was almost impossible to hear, at this distance, but THAT much was perfectly clear.
<Leah, Norin just confirmed that Edward is a Yeerk. Your instincts were spot-on, and you saved us from taking him into a place where he would be a danger to us. Thank you. Now, if you'll just watch your step on these rocks, there SHOULD be a flashlight right...HERE! Hah!>
I head-butted the large Mag-lite that was wedged between two stones just within the lip of the cave. It clicked 'on' and rolled to Leah's feet, casting a circle of brightness onto the wall.
(More later, busy now. Feel free to post, of course.)
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"We're almost there." I finally answered. I had been zoned out thinking about the events explained to me by Ais. "It's a community center but it's owned by a close friend of mine who is also a Chee. There'll be plenty of rooms and food for us there. They also have showers and typically have a storage of extra clothing."
I sent a private thought-speak to Ais as she and the new girl walked away. <I don't believe we need to worry about Edward. His kind goodbye was genuine as far as I can tell. His pupils seemed to dialate when he first realized the two of you were leaving, but it may be the light, it's difficult to tell.>
"Here we are." I announced at last. I did a thorough scan this time. I knew the building itself would be secure, I just wanted to make sure we weren't being followed or watched.
Initializing search........aaaaa aand......five sentient life forms detected.
Wait a minute. Five? I looked around. Chase, Rich, Edward, and myself.
Locate non-visible life form.
My vision went black and white and a red glow came from Edward's head.
<Uhm, Ais. Edward is a Yeerk...........>
((Can I see what you just did? Or am I completely oblivious???))
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((OOC: Well, I didn't announce that I was scanning but, he did several motions and glanced around. So you know I did something, just not exactly what it was I did. You character can speculate or even just ask my character.))
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"That's bad, right?" I asked Ais, then regretted doing so immediately, realizing how stupid I must have sounded. So. Edward was a Yeerk. Whatever a Yeerk was. And he was a danger to us. But that still didn't explain why he seemed so familiar to me.
I headed further into the cave, and took a seat, making myself as comfotable as possible. "Would you mind explaining a few things to me?" I asked.
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((this makes things a bit awkward...))
I noticed Norin making a few weird gestures, and he looked around. I bit my lip to try and stop myself from smiling.
<If he only knew how ridiculous the motions looked...> My yeerk drawled.
"So... a community centre? Isn't that a bit public? Regardless of who owns it, I assume that we don't want to be seen or questioned... Is it secure?"
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<I'll answer all your questions, but first I need to demorph. I've been a cat for awhile, now.>
I resumed my usual shape and settled down on a flat-topped stalagmite across from Leah.
"Hold on a second."
I felt along the cave wall next to me. Ahah! A zippo lighter was pressed into a crack in the wall, right where I'd left it. I flicked its lid open and spun the flint, producing a clear, bright flame. I traced my way back to the front of the cave and dragged a nearby pile of brush over the entrance, breaking off a few of the largest dry boughs and picking off some moss from the stone next to my head. I snatched a piece of oiled cloth and a tackle box containing fishing supplies, trail mix, beef jerky, and some granola bars, which I had kept in a niche behind a large stone. I found my Swiss-army knife and my canteen of water in two separate niches. I tore off a strip of the cloth, wrapped it around the bundle of sticks, and carried my kit back to where Leah sat.
I placed the bundle in a natural dip in the floor, producing a make-shift fire pit. I held the zippo against the cloth, which immediately caught fire and started to produce a homey warmth that quickly cast away the damp cold of the cavern. I put some of the moss onto the blaze, and the light instantly dimmed, leaving a soft glow that wouldn't destroy our night-vision or give away our hiding place. The dark, nearly invisible smoke drifted up through a hole that the weather had eroded through the ceiling, providing a natural vent. We wouldn't have to worry about getting smoked out of our hideaway.
"There. Now we have heat and light, so you can turn off the flashlight and save the batteries. Are you hungry? I have some trail mix, jerky, and granola here, so take all you need. The canteen should be full, too, if you're thirsty, but try to go sparingly with it. The nearest source of good water is easily a mile hike from here, and it's all uphill. The water will have to last us until morning, at least."
I settled down on my stalagmite and prepared to answer her questions.
"Okay, let's do this in order of relevance. First, the Yeerks. About two decades ago, a race of parasitic, mind-controlling aliens, called Yeerks, invaded Earth. Five humans and one Andalite...that's a race of mostly-good aliens...joined forces, using the morphing technology to slow the advance of the invasion. These six individuals called themselves the "Animorphs". Eventually, open war broke out, but Earth won. Andalites, humans, and Hork-Bajir...more aliens, not very bright, but good people and amazing fighters...have spent these last 20-something years in a delicate peace, living in harmony, more or less. Recently, my friends and I learned that the Yeerks are back, and that is a VERY bad thing. We intend to use the morphing ability to combat the fresh invasion, as well as fight the criminals that use morphing for evil."
I gave her a minute to absorb that.
"The Yeerks can enter a human brain through the ear canal, taking complete and absolute control over the body. The human can't do ANYTHING to fight the Yeerk in his brain. However, Yeerks have to leave the brain once every 3 days to feed...it's kinda' like photosynthesis, with plants. It is their only natural weakness, but it works to our advantage. What else do you want to know?"
(Charlie, if Leah wants to know how I have a secret cave, I can answer that, too. Ask whatever you want to ask. I'm game.)
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"Yes," I answered to Edward. "It is owned by a friend of mine that is a Chee. I find it improbable we are in any immidiate danger, however, it doesn't hurt to be cautious. Whoever was after the girl may have noticed her leave with us." I continued sincerely.
I tried to give others the benefit of the doubt as often as possible. Just because Edward was a Yeerk did not imply he was bad. There was a multitude of explinations possible and I myself had met a volunteer host without her Yeerk before. I wasn't about to break his trust unless I was sure.
"Norin! What are you doing here? Is everything all right?" a slender, tanned woman answered before I could even knock.
My tail wagged within my hologram.
"Everything's fine Jean, thank you. My friends and I just need a place to stay for now." I motioned to the others.
"Well, come in, come in! I'll get Sasha in the kitchen right away. The rooms are down the right hall and each closet has generic clothes if you need a change. There's only one bathroom though and we have a few guests already. You can stay as long as you like!" she added happily.
A smile spread on my face from ear to ear. "Thank you love." I whispered to her as we passed. I could almost feel her face light up.
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(Do I know you're a chee, Toominator?)
I walk in, trying to keep uup with Norin. "Is that the Chee?" I ask, as I register what else Norin said. "That girl... She's in danger? From who?"
<Other than us.> My yeerk added, not-so-subtly reminding me what my body was actually supposed to be doing. <Shut up.> I told him, and continued following Norin to the rooms, taking note of every door, the length of the hallway, and other important details.
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Well, that was unexpected. Somehow she had managed to answer all most all of my questions in one, quick explanation. I had very few left. And I knew that once she had answered all of mine, she would expect me to answer hers. Stalling, I thought of another question. "Why do you have this secret cave?" I asked.
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((OOC: Well my character hasn't outright said it to you directly but, not too many people that aren't Chees are friends with them so it would be a fair assumption on your character's part. Also, the rest of the group knows I'm a Chee as well. Any of us could confirm it for you.))
"I don't know," I answered simply. "The man at the hospital seemed like a raving lunatic. He clearly had a distaste for Yeerks and it would be a fair assumption he believed the girl was a Yeerk but, I don't know who he was. There seems to have been a growth in anti-Yeerk sentiment lately. It's a shame really. I understand that they've done horrible deeds in the past, but there is no reason to persecute this new generation for a war that has passed."
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I paused for a moment, as stunned as my yeerk was. I cleared my mind more quickly then him, and spoke first "Wait, you DON'T hate the Yeerks? I-" I was about to say more, when my Yeerk took over again. "Why not?? They ar - were - only taking over our race" Inside my mind, however, my yeerk was yelling at me <WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING!?!>
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"Yes," I replied. "Most of them were but, I like to think a sentient species, even Yeerks, are more than just a mindless enslaving plague. I do not believe any creature is inherently evil. Everything is a choice. Many people forget: had it not been for the Yeerk peace movement Earth's survival might have not even been possible. A race does not define an individual. I resent many Yeerks, but certainly not all of them."
I felt I might have milked the speech a little too much, but I wanted to tell if Edward really was an evil Yeerk. I meant every word I said, I just emphasized it more in an attempt to get a reaction out of Edward.
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I nod, not saying a word. <You are going to be so fun to control> My Yeerk jeered.
(I don't know you're a Chee)
I shrugged, and continued walking. "You really think that, huh... Interesting." I looked at him for a brief second, and stopped. "Do you think this room is free?" I knocked on the door, and finding no one there, entered. "I'll see you tomorrow? Seems like its time for a little shuteye." I grinned, and closed the door, dead tired.
<Tomorrow I have to feed.> My Yeerk told me, and he immediately started thinking up ways that he could get my body away from the group, and to the Yeerk Pool.
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"That's a good question, considering the fact that my family just moved here. The house that we live in now used to belong to my great-aunt who died recently, and that was just the first of many things that compelled our mother to drag us out here in the middle of the school year. When my twin brother, Alistair, and I were just tykes, we'd visit my aunt during the summer, since Scottish summers are just rain and more rain. It became a game for us to run around these woods, which are very close to her...our...propert y. One day we stumbled across this cave system...literally, we stumbled. There is a big hole in the roof of the cave, towards the back, and Alistair tripped on a tree root and fell right into it. I climbed down after him and helped him limp back home. That night I snuck out of the house with my zippo, mag-lite, canteen, switch-knife, you name it: if it's necessary to woodland survival, I had it with me. After getting caught in a bog once, back home, we learned never to be without a source of light and heat, or a way to sustain ourselves and get out of sticky situations. Anyway, I climbed down into the cave and lit a big fire inside to clear out the brush that had taken it over. I climbed out, covered the hole with a tarp, and looked for the smoke to escape in other places. I found nearly twenty separate entrances into the system. That explains the ashes on the floor, which I decided to keep, since they show me if anyone has been here other than me."
I gestured to the fine grey powder that drifted around our feet.
"I think that the cavern system covers two or three miles at just-below-ground level, but I've found deeper tunnels that might go on even farther. This particular section of the cave branches into three tunnels, and one of them is a dead-end that I use to store emergency supplies, in the event that I feel like running away from home. I like to always have a few contingency plans, back-ups, if you know what I mean. The second leads to the other tunnels, and the third, to the far right, goes at least a mile underground, if you follow it. It leads to my 'bathroom' here: a hot spring fed by a subterranean river and heated by the local seismic activity. If you need to wash up, I have some soap and shampoo down there, stuff like that. Just be careful not to drink the water. It's harmless on your skin, actually killing germs and speeding healing, but you don't want to swallow sulpher and the minerals that come out of the hot-vents. Farther into the same tunnel is the only place where the river meets the surface, aside from the spring. It works well as a latrine and garbage disposal, carrying away any wastes. I think that five or six people could probably stay down here indefinitely, but it isn't nearly as comfortable as a proper house."
I indicated the rocks that we were using for chairs.
"Aside from the two of us, only my brother knows this place exists, but he never expressed the kind of interest in it that I did, so even he won't disturb us here. I've been careful not to leave any clear signs of my presence here, and I hide all my supplies inside the natural rock formations and cracks in the walls, which keep the passing hikers from noticing, for instance, the shiny black mag-lite. The brush across the main entrance is also helpful in that."
I nodded in the direction of the entrance, so thoroughly hidden that no light could escape.
"I've only followed one of the deep tunnels to its end...well, actually, it has two 'ends', but Al was the one that found the end of the other fork, back when he was still interested. Based on my calculations of the distances, one opens up right underneath the shopping mall in town, where it goes up for a little way, and then stops suddenly. I've been tempted to dig it open, because I KNOW that it hits the surface within a few feet, but I've never had the time or the tools. The other end is a huge cavern, approximately the size of a ball stadium, right under where my school SHOULD be. That one has five or six offshoots, but they are claustrophobically tight. That's about it, as far as I know. Do you have any more questions?"
(Guys, just so you know, my 'cave system' is attached to what USED to be the Yeerk pool under the town, which got mostly-filled-in after the Pool Ship blasted it to smithereens. Those tunnels that I mentioned are part of that original system, but the parts that 'I' use are naturally occurring, not Yeerk-made.)
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I nodded, and listened half-heartedly to her story. The other information she had told me--about the Yeerks, the Andalites, the war, morphing. I couldn't take my mind off any of it, thought I pretended not to care very much. It wasn't until Ais mentioned the underground tunnels and caverns that I gave her my full attention. Tunnels? Caverns? That sounded awfully familiar...
"Do you have any more questions?" Ais asked me.
"Of course!" I exclaimed. "I mean, no, not really. But everything is starting to make sense. The tunnels and underground caves, the Yeerks--Edward."
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"Hmmmn. Funny, it seems to me that they are making very little sense. Would you care to share what you know, perhaps?"
I fixed her with a stare to freeze magma, making it as clear to her as I could without saying so, that I could wait all night for some answers. All things come to those who wait, good and bad, and I knew that I could be patient enough to learn what I needed to know, if only I could get this girl to realise that it was for HER safety, as much as mine, that I needed to understand what was going on.
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I sighed. "I--I have now where to--begin," I stammered. Should I start with my room? My first escape? My second escape? Ais seemed rather patient, which made me less nervous.
"I've lived in a small metal room my entire life," I began. Ais had nothing to say in response. "I was taught English, math, and science. In my spare time--actually, for most of the time--I read the books that had been provided to keep me entertained. Most of them were about myth and fantasy, but one book in particular caught my intention. It was about a fictional war, and, well, it inspired me. The main character was a world traveler. Until then, I did not know that grassy plains, oceans, and blue skies even existed. Somehow I get the feeling that I wasn't supposed to have that book.
Anyway, after a week or so, using one of the main characters' escape plans, I managed to get out of the room. For a while, all I saw were hallways and empty rooms, but then I came to this place--it's exactly as you described. A cavern, with several connecting tunnels. But it was very small. And there was a--tub, I guess, in the middle of the room, where people bent down, then stood and headed somewhere. Some people screamed, and some people just casually headed off. The ones that screamed were dragged away and thrown in little cages. It was terrible, really.
I tried to turn around and leave, but the door I had used to enter was locked, so I had to cross through the strange place in order to get away. At the time, I was very afraid, so instead of doing the smart thing by calmly heading to one of the exit tunnels, I ran as quickly as I could. Immediately, someone--Edward, noticed me and began to chase after me. He almost caught me, but I made it to the exit before he did, and locked the door behind me. After that, I wandered into the city and spent a few weeks there. Then these people--Yeerks, I believe--found me, recaptured me, and left me in an even smaller room.
I escaped again, somehow--I don't quite remember the rest of it. Woke up in an alleyway. And, now I'm here."
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"Well, it's a start. That's more information than I had five minutes ago, so thank you. The underground space sounds like a Yeerk Pool, the place where they go to feed. If you're tired, there are two bedrolls in that tunnel to the left." I pointed towards the first branch of the three-way fork at the back of the cave.
"Leah, by the way it sounds, you are pretty much on your own, outside of my group and me. If you have any living family, by now they'll probably have assumed that you are dead. In the modern world, a teenage girl is expected to have a home, a legal guardian, and a school to attend. Not that you aren't able to take care of yourself, I'm sure you can, once you are familiar with this world, but you need someplace...permane nt...to stay. A home. Forgive me for being so blunt, but the truth of the matter cannot be denied. We cannot keep you hidden forever in the cave system."
I gave her a moment to ponder the situation.
"Leah, would you like to join us? I could give you the ability to morph, and if there is someone out there who belongs to you, a parent or sibling, we can try to help you find them. What do you say?"
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Her words stung. There had been someone. I skipped part of the story. The part were they took my only friend, and...
"It's like I said before, Ais. Being with me is dangerous. You don't understand. Aside from you and your friends, I've only known one person in my entire life who isn't a Yeerk. When they found me, they decided he couldn't be kept alive. I'm sure that this time they'll be even more desperate to find me. When they find me, they'll find you. And when they find you, they'll do to you what they did to Aaron."
What are you doing?! I scolded myself mentally. You're blowing your only chance at freedom! No, no, there had to be another way. I could live on my own, if I stayed hidden. I could live on the run. If only I had somewhere to run to.
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"You realise, of course, that they'd have to catch me, first. That's easier said than done. In case you hadn't noticed, I spend a lot of time making sure that there is always a way to escape from a dangerous situation, and a place to escape to, after all else fails. Plus, based on the way MY day has gone, my own luck makes me a danger to others. It seems to me that we're in the same boat, at the end of things. Anyway, I can at least give you a way to protect yourself. How would you like to be able to morph? It's painless and fairly easy, once you know how to do it."
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I nodded. Ais seemed like a fairly sensible person. She would know what to do if anything happened. At least, I hoped she would.
"Okay. I suppose it wouldn't hurt."
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My watch beeps. I wake up, and find myself in the safe community centre. I take a deep sigh, and swing out of bed, trying the hardest I can not to wake up anyone else... including the woman/Chee who runs the place. I tiptoe out of my room, and quietly leave the community centre.
<There! No fear!!> My Yeerk says, exhuberant. I sigh, pick the lock on someone's bicycle, and make my way to the newly created pool on Main St. and Fifth. (why not make up a name?) I get there, and enter the pool, making sure that nobody sees. I go down to the main area, and I get in line... midnight always has the largest crowds. I look around, and grimly my Yeerk remembers the old pool area. <It was so nice over there... then the Ship blew it up..> He said without any hint of humour. I ignore him, and continue waiting for my turn to get deinfested, and thrown into a cage.
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(Guys, I gotta' go to bed now. G'night.)
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I noticed that the one they called Edward was being freed. The Yeerk in his head was an obstacle, but one that could not be directly removed. There was a way though, now was the time to strike.
I slipped inside his pocket a lock pick and spoke, only to him. "Open the cage and walk out, appear to be a voluntary. The guards are complacent here, but do not draw attention to yourself."
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(Remember that freedom of choice is an important factor in any group RPG. If Leo wants to keep Edward infested, he can always make some new complication come up to prevent his freedom. If he wants to be free, he'll take the out when he sees it. However, we cannot automatically expect him to do what we SUGGEST he do. :) I have to go do some volunteer work at the town library. I cannot say honestly when I'll be back, but I'll post as soon as I can. B'bye.)
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(Nah... this is going somewhere!!! This is actually really cool)
I sat there for a second, looking at the keys in my hand. After about a minute, I shoot up, unlock my cage subtly, and quietly climb my way out. I make my way to the stairs, and leave the pool. Once I'm outside, I breathe a sigh of relief, then whistle as I run back to the safehouse.
I get to my bedroom, and collapse onto my bed, falling asleep with a grin on my face, at 2:34 in the morning.
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(Phew. I'm back. There were a LOT of little LITTLE kids at the Library today. Insane. :o)
I was glad to see that Leah was at least willing to give this a shot.
I pulled the tiny pendant/box from around my neck and activated it.
It expanded to its regular size and started glowing softly.
"Okay, just place your hand on the face nearest you. It'll tingle, but not in a bad way."
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(Okay, I'm having technical difficulties, so I have to post like this for the time being.)
I reached out and did as she said. For a second, I felt nothing, and wondered if it hadn't worked. Then, I felt a gentle tingling sensation running through my hand and to the rest of my body. The tingling quickly faded away, and I removed my hand.
"So... That's all? I can morph now?" I asked, suddenly beginning to feel excited.
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"Yes, that is it. Now, I need to explain a few things about the morphing. You can't just automatically morph ANYTHING. If you want to morph something, first you have to touch it, to acquire its DNA. Just touch the animal...or person, though it's not encouraged to morph anything sentient...and focus your mind on that animal. Imagine it becoming a part of you. Then, it will become sleepy, a feature of the technology that allows you to acquire dangerous animals safely. The DNA will enter your bloodstream, and as soon as you break contact with the animal, it'll snap out of the trance. If it's a dangerous animal, you should already be on your way to the nearest exit, and fast. Once you acquire a creature's DNA, you can use the morph as many times as you like. There is no limit to the number of animals you can acquire and morph. To morph, just focus on a mental image of the animal, and imagine yourself becoming it. It's that easy. I'll warn you, when you morph, the animal's natural instincts come with its body. Rodents, insects, and ocean predators can be difficult to control, so you might want to start with something easy, like a cat or a bird. Dogs are okay, according to my brother, but they tend to be...giddy. I recommend never using a morph in a serious situation unless you have tested it out first, in a safe environment, to be sure that you can handle its brain. I've never had a problem, but my only morph is a cat, so I can't help you much on that account. I know how it all works, but I've never used my morphing ability as much in my life as I used it today."
I waited a moment, to make sure she had got all that.
"When you morph, there are just two big, important rules to remember. ONE: you cannot morph directly from one animal to another. You've got to go back to being human, called 'demorphing', between morphs. TWO: This is the most important. If you stay in morph for two hours or longer, you become a 'nothlit'...that is, you become permanently trapped as the animal you morphed. Since it takes a few minutes to demorph, ALWAYS be ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN to leave yourself enough time to demorph, because you can get stuck WHILE you're demorphing, if you aren't totally human at the end of the 2 hour limit. Once you're stuck, you're stuck, and you REALLY don't want to be stuck as something almost-but-not-quite-human. Just remember the time limit, and you'll be okay. It's normal nowadays for morphers to wear a morph-timer watch, like this one."
I showed her my wristwatch, which immediately started a 2-hour countdown when it detected morphing energy.
"They activate automatically when you morph, and they send a thought-speak signal to your brain when it's time to demorph. They account for the amount of time necessary for the actual demorph, so when it says 'time is up', it means it. We can get you one when we go back to town tomorrow to get the others. Oh, yeah. We'll need to get you a morphing suit, too. When you morph, the only clothes that go with you into the morph are skin-tight clothes. Loose clothes will rip or fall off, depending on the size of the animal you're morphing. There are suits on the market that give better comfort and durability than normal spandex, and there are always newer and better models of suit being developed. We can get one for you when we pick up the watch. I think that's just about it! Do you have any idea what animal you want to morph, first? My friends and I were planning on visiting the zoo, before we ran into you. You are welcome to join us, when we go."
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"A bird," I said immediately, my excitement growing. I could fly I could actually fly. This was amazing. Absolutely amazing. A chance to start over and begin life again. And, with the power to morph, I'd be able to get myself out of trouble. Amazing.
"Thank you so much," I said. "You have no idea how much this means to me."
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((I want in on this rp again... I'm thinking something up...))
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"You are most welcome. Well, I think that it is about time for us to hit the hay. If you need to wash up or anything, just take the mag-lite with you down the tunnel on the far right. We'll head back into town when light starts showing through that smoke-vent in the ceiling, so that we can find Norin and the others before the locals start to wake up."
I pointed to the tiny circle in the ceiling, where the smoke was drawn out of the cave. A thin sheen of moonlight filtered in through the hole, and sunlight would come through, bright and clear.
I pulled my bedroll to a relatively flat and ash-free section of the floor, and I lay down across the path. I settled into the sleeping bag, facing the entrance with my back to Leah. Nobody would sneak up on us, and if she tried to leave, I'd notice it immediately. Anyone moving in this particular cave would have to step over me.
(Leo, you never left us! What do you mean by "again"? Do you want your Yeerk back? If so, just delete or edit your old post to change what happened.)
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((Sorry... must make myself clear.... my character's asleep right now, and I'm racking my brains trying to find a way to get him integrated with your characters... I have an idea...))
I woke up, got dressed, and did all the morning stuff that many people find important. I left the safe house, and wandered the streets. I knew it probably wasn't that safe, considering that the Yeerks would probably know I've escaped by now, but I was curious as to see what the old Yeerk Pool looked like, the one that was destroyed about 20 years ago (I believe).
I walk to where the old entrance building was... its now a field. I walk down the natural incline, and find an opening with ash all over the floor... remnants from the structures that were there before. I morph into my dog morph, knowing that if I was seen, I would be mistaken for a stray, and I enter the deserted territory.
(hope you can make something of it :P)
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Do you want your Yeerk back?
(Sorry, I can't help but laugh at that question. :P)
I didn't need to wash, I just wanted to sleep. I grabbed the bedroll beside me, rolled it out, and lay down inside of it. In just one minute, I found myself drifing back and forth between full consciousness and sleep. It was rather nice, getting a chance to close my eyes and just relax.
A feather began to tickle my arm. "Silly feather," I mumbled with a soft giggle, turning over onto my side. But the feather continued to tickle at my skin. Irritated, I opened my eyes and glanced down at my arm to find a small insect crawling up and down my left arm.
I took the insect in my hand with the intention of releasing it, but for some reason, decided not to. As quietly as possible, I rolled onto my other side and glanced at Ais, who seemed to be asleep. Then, I did just as she instructed. I imagined it becoming a part of me. It stopped squirming in my hand for a few seconds. When it began to move again, I released it, not quite sure why I had aquired the strange little insect.
Little did I know that I would need it the next morning... (Leo, I think this is the part where you show up.)
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I walk into the cave, sniffing around for any remnants of anything. I smell two humans, and nearly trip over one lying at the entrance. <****! Who lies in the middle of a natural door!?> I complained, not realizing that my thought-speech was made public. I move around even more, mucking up my paws with ash.
I look around, see the two people in the cave, and I break out into a smile (in dog form) <Hey guys, whats going on??? Weird place to hang out...> My thought dies out as I realize that they may be Yeerks as well... the guy in the hospital seemed to be a bit pissed off... <Er.... so what's up?>
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A voice in my mind startled me back to consciousness. At first, I thought it was Ais. Then I looked up to see a small dog.
"Ah!" I cried. I jerked upright and pulled my sleeping bag off, then stood and nearly backed into Ais. "It's you," I hissed. "Yeerk."
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I stopped for a second, then broke out into another doggy grin. <Not Anymore!> I said with an exhuberant attitude. <So, what have you been up to?> I asked, as I walked around Leah. By now, my paws were a complete mess, so I morphed back into my regular form.
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He was lying, of course. He had to be. That was just what a Yeerkw ould say. Then again, I barely knew anything about them.
"You stay away from me. You aren't taking me back! Never!"
I watched the morphing in horror, disgusted by the shifting bones and skin, the way the fur simply sucked back into his skin, and then, the way his long face flattened out and began to look more human.
The moment Edward was human again, I lunged at him.
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"What the -" I sidestep Leah, and attempt to grab her by the scruff of her collar to hold her down. "Hey, what do you mean, take you back... Wait a minute... Thats who you are!" I stop trying to grab Leah. "You're that girl.. the one who was locked up as a study... You escaped, didn't you? When I was controlled, I tried to stop you... How are you doing?" I let out a small chuckle. "Obviously you're still healthy... that was a pretty quick lunge..."
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I'm in the cavern. The Big One, as I think of it. There is a gaping hole in the ceiling of the cavern, and sunlight is pouring in, cold and distant.
<I'm dreaming, aren't I?>
IF YOU WISH TO THINK OF IT THAT WAY, THEN YES, YOU ARE DREAMING.
<What I mean is, is this real?>
WHAT IS REAL? REALITY IS A MATTER OF INDIVIDUAL PERSPECTIVE.
<Okay, fine. You wanna' be cryptic, I can do cryptic. Why are we here?>
THAT ISN'T CRYPTIC. IT'S EXISTENTIALIST.
<No, I mean, why are we inside The Big One? And who are you?>
WHO I AM DOES NOT MATTER RIGHT NOW.
<Like Hell, it doesn't. Please, give me some answers that I can use.>
HAHAHAA!
The voice's laughter filled my mind as though it were inside my head, and the cave echoed with the sound, as though it were inside the walls.
HAHA! YOU WERE ALWAYS THE MOST STRAIGHT-FORWARD ONE.
<Well, are you going to answer me, or not? 'Cause I could be enjoying a nice, pleasant dream of Edinburgh, if I wasn't in this cave with...whoever you are.> I realised that I had been using thought-speak, but I wasn't in cat-morph. Scratch that. I WAS a cat, just not a house-cat. A lioness, maybe? Something tawny and large-ish. I could smell several other animals nearby, but for some reason, I couldn't turn my head to look for them.
HAHA! AISLI, YOU ARE NOT HERE YET, BUT YOU WILL BE. REMEMBER. WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN, AFTER. IF YOU LIVE, WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN. REMEMBER.
<What? What do you mean, if I live? Remember what?>
REMEMBER.
Then, something struck the back of my head, and everything went black.
I woke up, and everything was still black. And cold.
Don't panic, lass. There's a perfectly logical explanation for your inability to see anything. You're still in the Main Cave. It just isn't daylight yet, and the fire has gone out.
I repeated the thought over and over in my head, feeling for the zippo. Hah! Right where I left it, under the corner of the bedroll.
I flicked it open and struck a light, holding the lighter high over my head to illuminate the largest possible area. Leah appeared to be asleep, still.
I had an idea, and I didn't like it. Still, it was an idea, which was more than I had five minutes ago. I crawled silently out of the sleeping bag and folded it over some rocks, positioned to look like a sleeping human. Not quite pillows, but close enough.
I took a charred branch from the remains of our fire. Some black residue lingered on the end. Charcoal. Perfect.
I carefully stepped over Leah's inert body and headed for the middle of the three tunnels. On the wall above the hole, I drew an arrow, pointing down to indicate 'this tunnel'. On the inside of the tunnel's mouth, I scrawled the word 'exit'. The thick, black lines were impossible to miss.
I closed the zippo to save the fuel, and I followed the path in utter darkness, dragging my toes along the ground and my fingertips along the walls, feeling for the landmarks that I'd used so many times before. I felt a crack in the wall, and followed it with my fingertips, down to the floor. A ball of yarn was pressed into the base of the crack, where it was widest. I knew that the yellow wool would be clearly visible in the beam of a mag-lite.
Blindly, I knotted a wide loop of the yarn around a pillar, one of the places where a stalagtite and a stalagmite had merged over time. Once I was sure of the knot, I continued forward into the dark, unwinding the yarn from the ball as I went.
I counted the tunnels that I passed, remembering the route by rote and by touch. Once, twice...five times I passed a current of dry air, some of the tunnels that led to the surface. Twice on the left, I passed currents of cold, humid air, from tunnels that went deeper belowground.
On the third deep tunnel, this time on the right, the air stream intensified. I turned into that opening and stepped inside, unwinding more yarn as I went.
Two curves, a sharp turn, and a fork in the tunnel take the one on the left, three steps forward, then hang a sharp right. I remembered the last bit just in time to avoid walking face-first into a wall.
I stepped out into a vast open space.
The Big One, from my dream.
I pulled out the zippo and clicked it on. The wide circle of light didn't even come close to reaching the far wall, dropping off somewhere in the middle of the room.
"Okay, whoever you are, I'm here." I whispered.
Nothing stirred.
"Well? What are you waiting for? I remembered my dream, like you said. I'm here. What do you want from me?"
A cold chill crept up my spine, like I was being watched.
Superstitious Scottish fool! It's just the cave making you cold.And there is NOBODY HERE.
Still, no matter what I told myself, I felt as though I wanted to get out of here. Now.
At the same time, something was calling me fiercely to venture deeper into the cavern.
I started to turn back, when a scratching, rock-shifting sound forced me to look back into The Big One. It was coming from above, somewhere in the middle. I walked out towards the source of the sound, even though my instincts were screaming that this might be a cave-in. I reached the middle of the room and looked down, where a tiny white dot was just starting to expand on the floor. I leaned over and reached toward the dot, thinking to pick it up.
Then, something struck the back of my head, and everything went black.
As my consciousness vanished, I felt the vague and annoying sensation that something SHOULD have occurred to me....
"Hey, are you okay?" A voice, vague and distant.
"...fell on her..." More familiar this time...unpleasant sensation...my head? What?
"Light. Idiot, it was LIGHT." I thought to myself.
"Hey, did she say something?"
"The white circle was light from above." Funny, I didn't think that I'd said that aloud...?
"Okay, she's definitely lost it. Come on, Ais, let's get you to the hospital."
"Alistair? S'that you?"
"I'm here, sis. Man, this is twice in two days! That's some rotten luck you've got, oh-sister-of-mine. I think you might need stitches."
"Neh. I can morph. How'd you find me here? What are you doing in The Big One?"
"Would you believe me if I said that I fell in?"
"Maybe."
"Would it be more believable if I said that YOU broke my fall?"
"Yes. It wouldn't be the first time. Uuhhhnnn. Ouch. Okay. Morphing, now."
I became the cat, and the back of my skull re-knit itself.
<So, where is Leah? I could swear that I heard her voice, awhile ago. Is she here?>
I looked around the room, and I could see at least one other person, in the light pouring in through the hole above us.
(I've not been specific about who is here, except me and my 'brother', so I've not God-modded anyone. If you're in the cave, be in the cave, okay? The other person could be ANYONE. Maybe Leah rushed toward the noise, saw the signs, and found us, or maybe she, saw Edward and ran, or maybe she's still asleep. Who knows? I LOVE THIS GAME!!! SO MANY POSSIBILITIES!!!
Oh, yeah. For future reference, the cave entrance was in the FOREST, not a FIELD, and it was VERY WELL HIDDEN. Maybe you found an alternate entrance, but Ais isn't nearly that careless, leaving an obviously visible hole in the ground. I'll let you get away with it this time, but please pay attention to details, later. Thanks. :))
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(*claps for your long post* Gee... I actually have no idea where to go from here... there's so much possibility... that its hard... I'll wait for Charlie :P)
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I ignored the man's question and manuevered behind him, then to his side. "Liar!" I screamed. I threw my arm out and managed to catch Edward just below the rib cage.
"Ais, come on!" I screamed. It was then that I realized I was talking to an empty sleeping back. "Ais...?"
I made a run for the nearest tunnel. On the wall, the word "exit" was clearly written. Whatever that meant. I didn't care. I had to get away from Edward. The Yeerks wouldn't take me again. Not this time.
I continued to run, stumbling and tripping over rocks. My legs and arms were scraped and bleeding by now, but I didn't care. The only audible sound was of my loud, gasping breaths, and my own feet kicking and banging against rocks. I stopped for a moment to catch my breath. Over the pounding of my heart, I caught the sound of someone running behind me--Edward.
No time for breathing. Keep going, I mentally urged myself. My hand brushed against something soft, like string. I could still hear the sound of running feet behind me. Faster, faster, faster...
I reached a fork, turned left... I felt a sudden explosion of pain in my face. I had run straight into a wall. "Oh, ow!" I shouted, rubbing my sore, scraped face. I felt warm liquid begin to drip from my nose.
No time for pain...
Despite the voice in my mind screaming, "Head back! Head back! It's not safe!" I kept running. I refused to give up. Just then, I emerged into a large, almost empty cavern. Light spilled in through a hold over my head. I noticed a boy and a cat standing not too far ahead of me.
"Ais? Ais!" I shouted, recognizing the cat immediately. "We have to go, Edward is coming!"
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Completely winded by Leah's attack, I morphed subconciously (is that the right word?), my mind picking wolf immediately, as I felt safest in that form. I padded behind Leah, speaking to her, albeit with difficulty, due to her punch, and I tried to get her to understand. <Leah, you know the guy who froze the bullets at the hospital? He appeared at the Yeerk Pool, handed me the keys to the cage I was in, and left immediately. I realize this is most likely impossible for you to understand, but I swear that this is the truth.>
I continued. <I realize that you probably hate me right now for what they did to you, but I swear that I am free. I'd gladly wait 3 days, if thats what it will take.... and I'd morph if I were you, to fix your nose.> I commented, smelling the blood easily.
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(Well, there are a lot of things you could do. First, to clear up the locational inaccuracies, we'll say that you came in one of the five nearest alternate entrances [clearly visible, in a field], which took you down the center tunnel [in what appeared to be a short, straight line], which led you to where we were sleeping, and since I'm nearest the FAR exit, it was Leah that you tripped on. Oh. Charlie has already posted. Okay, then.)
<Edward?! We need to get out of here! Follow me!>
"Edward?! What is HE doing here? I thought I told him to stay away from the caves!"
My twin and I said, simultaneously. I froze and looked up at my brother.
<How do you know Edward?>
"I could ask you the same thing."
<Auugh. We do NOT have time for this! Come on, you two! Ali, you can answer my questions later. My zippo is there on the floor, by your foot, Ali.>
He reached over and picked it up, flicking it on to give us more light.
<Leah, there are several more mag-lites in these caves, precautions, of course. Follow, guys!>
I jogged to the doorway of The Big One, tracing my way out.
<Watch your faces, there's a wall here. In the corner is my second mag-lite, Leah. There, on the floor.>
"Sheesh, Ais, where do you GET all these things?" Alistair mumbled.
<I keep my eyes open.>
I heard the flashlight click on, casting a clear, bright beam. Once I knew that they could see me, I picked up the pace.
<Left. Left. Hard right here. DUCK!>
"Ow." Alistair.
<Sorry. I forgot how tall you were getting, Ali.>
"Sure. Let's just get out of here. This place is giving me the creeps."
<Anyway, DUCK, please. Thanks. Now, step over THAT, and one more left. Good. Keep going straight, you should see sunlight soon.>
We stepped out into the sunlight, blinking at the brightness. For some reason, I thought I smelled a dog...or something like a dog....
Something grabbed me from behind. Someone was choking me!?
<Lemme' go! Can't...breathe....>
I writhed and slashed at the strong hands wrapped around my neck, slicing wildly with my claws.
<Ali? Lemme' go, Ali!!>
"I'm sorry, Ais. I just can't let you live, now that you can find your way into the Pool Complex."
<Wha...?>
The light was fading....
(I hope that you all realise what a WONDERFUL weapon a mag-lite is. Or a wolf, of course. Just don't kill him, yet. :))
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(oh man, now i want to rejoin this.... *sigh* too bad im leaving)
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(You can rejoin after you return. There is no reason we can't have another character, at the going rate. Your profile is still here, and, as you well know, I'm VERY good at providing openings for additions to the game. :) Okay, whoever rescues me: things are about to get very...interesting. For it to work, the guy strangling the cat HAS to LIVE, okey? Thanks.)
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It all clicked. I remember seeing Alistair at the Yeerk Pool a couple of times. <****..> I thought to myself as I morphed back. "Alistair!" I called out. "Why would you want to KILL her? You KNOW she has the morphing power, and she knows how to get to the others. Don't kill her, or the Visser will have your head on a plate for snack."
I came out of the cave, smiling. "Just set her down, knock her out, and grab her. I'll grab the other one, and we'll have two new hosts tonight."
Nervously, I silently prayed that any one of them were smart enough to realize what was really going on, but seeing as how they believed I was a host myself... I doubted it.
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"No!" I screamed. I KNEW Edward was lying. I knew it. He had led us both into a trap. This was exactly what I had been trying to prevent.
"Let go of her!" I lunged for the new man at full speed, praying I could knock him down in a single blow, give Ais a chance to escape.
He easily managed to step out of my way. I could see on his face an expression of amusement. He was enjoying this. I slammed my fist into his gut, but it was too late for Ais. She was unconscious.
This couldn't be happening. Just when I thought things were okay again. I could feel myself shaking with weakness and fear as I tried to kick the man's knee. He quickly grabbed hold of my leg, and before I knew what was happening, I was lying in a twisted mess of arms and legs on the ground.
I tried to stand, but my ankle gave out underneath me, and I fell, crying out in pain. I looked up to see the man staring down at me--smiling triumphantly.
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I took the opening that Leah provided, thanking god she actually DID something, and grabbed the mag-lite, and swung it straight into Alistair's head. He collapsed like a bag of bricks, knocked unconcious. I checked to see whether he was dead or alive, and confirming that his heart was still beating, turned from him. He wouldn't be waking up any time soon. I look towards Leah with gratitude. "Thank you for kindly providing that distraction. Now, I say that we make sure that Ais is alright, shall we?" I back away from Leah, making sure that she wasn't going to make any rash, unexpected moves, and knelt by Ais, checking her pulse to see if she was alive. I ripped a piece of fabric from the bottom of my shirt, and dabbed it at her wounds, wincing at the really deep ones.
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"I--You--What? What are you doing?" I asked, astonished. Edward had just knocked the other Yeerk man unconscious.
I realized what this meant. Edward wasn't a Yeerk after all. I felt a little guilty, and a little relieved by this fact. I felt the need to apologize. But Ais still needed help.
I tried to stand again. This time, the pain was far worse. It was as if someone were drilling into my ankle.
"Ais... Is she okay?"
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"What I'm doing right now is checking to see if Ais is alive... but I'm not sure. I'm an Art History major... not a doctor." I grimace, and shrug. "She has a pulse, but I know nothing else... It'll take a while..." I step away from Leah.
"I'd recommend that you morph to take away the pain." I commented, noticing her wince. I sit down beside Alistair's unconcious body, and sigh.
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"I can't. I don't have anything to morph into." Then I remembered the previous night. The little bug on my arm. "Wait. Yes I do. And, what are we going to do with him?" I said, gesturing to the unconscious body.
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"Er..." I commented, looking furtively at the body I was currently sitting beside. "Lets just wait until Ais wakes up to talk about that... and if he wakes up before hand..." I patted the mag-lite as my way of finishing that sentance.
"Um... I'm actually not that violent... just.... circumnstances... Nice shot, by the way" I said, referring to your punch to my ribs.
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<W-what...what in HELL just happened!?> I hissed in pain and surprise.
Alistair was lying on the ground, out cold.
I started to demorph, healing my injuries.
By the time I was human, Alistair was starting to revive.
I jogged back to the entrance of the cave, digging at the brush around the edge.
Rope. Perfect.
"Come on, guys. We don't have all day!"
I grabbed Alistair around the ribs and started to haul him over to the nearest tree.
"Edward, we know you're a Controller. Why the change of heart, eh?"
I started wrapping the rope into a strong, binding knot. Just as Alistair started to open his eyes, I looped the free end of the rope around his neck, pushing one of my feet against the tree for leverage.
"Ais...*gasp*...Yeerk! Let me go! You're...*gasp*...killing me!"
I let up slack instantly.
"What are you talking about? You're the Yeerk!"
"No, I've been using the tunnels to sneak into the Yeerk Pool Complex. I've been passing for a Controller to sneak people out to freedom."
"Then why did you try to kill me? Yeerk liar!"
"I thought YOU were the Yeerk! You knew who Edward was! If an actual Yeerk knew that there were other ways into the Pool Complex, I wouldn't be able to USE the tunnels. They'd be sealed off, or they'd be used to expand the complex."
"That STILL doesn't explain why you tried to kill me!"
"You always told me that you'd rather be dead than a slave."
"...Oh...yeah, I did, didn't I?...uh...thanks, I guess."
"Well, I know I'M not a Yeerk, and you CLAIM that you're not a Yeerk, but how does any of us know that the other three aren't Controllers?"
"That's easy."
"You've got to be kidding me, Ais. Three days? You KNOW what Mom would say! She'd kill us!"
"That's what a Yeerk would say, to get out of staying away from the pool for three days."
"It's also what I would say, because it's TRUE."
"We're still going to stay RIGHT HERE, until I can be sure of you and Edward. Leah, I know I can trust."
"Yeah, but I DON'T know that I can trust her. Or you."
"Which is why we are all going to stay right here."
"I hate it when you get logical on me."
"I hate it when my twin brother is under the control of an alien slug."
"Point taken. Are you going to untie me?"
"No. One less person with their hands free, one less collateral problem."
"Awa' an' bile yer heid, my stubborn sister!"
"Afanc take ye' for a Welshman, my scoundrel brother!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
Someone cleared their throat, nearby.
Ali and I looked up at the same time. We had both fallen back on our 'native' accents.
"Well, Ais, now don't ye' feel incredibly foolish? Ye've caused a scene."
"Have ye'ever known me to hesitate to cause a scene?"
"Point taken. I still expect ye' to untie me."
"Yah? Well, I still expect a slug to crawl outta' yer ear, so it's best for all of us if ye' just give up on THAT idea. Also, if I see ye' morphing, I'll clock you again with the mag-lite. Y'hear me?"
"I hear ye'. I don' like it, but I hear ye'."
"Good."
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I stared. ".......... What? So... who suspects who to be a Yeerk?... I mean, who do we all think is a Yeerk?" I wondered, trying to make sense of the accents...
"Jeez-e-em.... I thought ****ney accents were bad.." I muttered to myself, shaking my head.
"Does anyone need any help, first of all?" I asked, wanting to do something.
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"I suspect you and/or Alistair of being Yeerks. I'll trust Leah, without proof, based on the fact that a man yesterday SHOT AT HER, screaming 'die Yeerk', and my Chee friend didn't detect a Yeerk in her head, while he DID detect one in YOU, Edward. Alistair believes that all three of us are Yeerks. Leah is entitled to her own opinion, and YOU appear to believe that Alistair is a Yeerk. Thus, you can help us all by staying right where you are, for the next three days."
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"This is crazy," I said. I looked down at my arm, and noticed a few small droplets of dark red liquid. "And I still have to morph."
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"Ok... lets wait three days, and see which person starts going insane and needs to be de-infested. And I would morph, if I were you, Leah."
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"And after she morphs, NOBODY else morphs. Especially you, Alistair. We don't need any escape artists. Also, if we go ANYWHERE, we go in a full group, all four."
Alistair piped up again.
"Bessie, you are a nippet with a tongue that would clip clouts."
"Aye, ye' bampot, but ye'r twa bubbles aff the centre if ye' think I came up the River Clyde on a banana boat!"
THAT got some strange looks from our...companions.
"What Ali meant is, 'you rude and foul tempered girl, your speech would rip a cloth to tatters, it's so abrasive!', and I said, 'yes, you nincompoop, but you are a few fries short of a Happy Meal, if you think that I was born yesterday!"
That ALSO got some strange looks from our companions.
I sighed.
"Alright, I realise that there are a few problems with this plan of staying HERE for three days. We could go back to the main cave, of course, but none of us trusts the others enough for you all to let me lead you into the caves again, and I don't trust you fellows enough to let either of you take up the rear guard."
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I began to concentrate on the small insect. If only I knew what it looked like. I hadn't gotten a chance to actually see
it. I remembered it having a smooth glossy back, but that was all. I tried to get a clear mental picture of it, and closed my eyes.
When I opened them, I came to find that my skin had turned brown and hard, as if it were made of plastic. "Whoa!" I tried to shout. But before I could open my mouth, my lips melted together, split in half, and grew outward to form what appeared to be long, black, claws.
Then, I began to shrink. But it didn't seem like shrinking at all. It felt as if I were falling, falling downward, surrounded by blue hills--my clothes. Now, I was at ground level, staring at the tall, green spears that surrounded me. Everything suddenly went black, and I wondered if something had gone terribly wrong and I had lost conciousness. <I can't see, I can't see!> I screamed in thought speech. I heard muffled speaking, but couldn't even begin to guess at what was being said. It was like trying to listen underwater.
I felt my bones shifting, and my insides churning, something exploding from my chest, and... Nothing. I moved forward. I could barely see an intense light overhead. I needed to sleep. I needed to get back to somewhere safe and dark, it wasn't time to be up and about. I could hear people calling to me from above, but they didn't matter right now. They would have to wait. I needed to get out of there.
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"Oh, great. She morphs a BUG. I warn her that it en't a safe first morph, I leave for ten minutes, and she acquires a BUG!! Hey, wait. What is she doing? Leah? LEAH! What are you doing? You need to be demorphing now!"
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I could still hear them shouting above me. So noisy and annoying. Couldn't they see I was trying to find somewhere to sleep. I climbed over a mound of soft blue cloth and made my way into the forest of big rocks and tall blades of grass. It was uncomfortably bright out there. I couldn't seem to find anywhere dark and cozy, though. What a shame. I'd have to keep searching elsewhere. I turned around and began to head in the opposite direction.
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"Oh, for pity's SAKE!!"
I reached over and picked up the Leah-bug and her pile of clothes, carrying them just far enough into the tunnel to give her some privacy.
I set her down and morphed the cat.
<LEAH, SNAP OUT OF IT!! YOU ARE HUMAN!! DEMORPH. NOW.>
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<Wha... Oh. Heh, I guess I did lose control. Sorry about that.> Now, I began to concentrate on my human self again. I could barely remember what I looked like, but that didn't matter. The sooner I got out of this weird, little body, the better.
When I finished demorphing, I grabbed my clothes and slipped them on, grateful that Ais had taken me into the tunnel. My injuries were gone now. My skin no longer burned and bled, and I could actually walk. It was a good thing I had aqcuired that insect the night before.
After I was completely human again, Ais demorphed as well. We both headed out of the cave.
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I stepped out into the light to find that Alistair was gone.
"NUMPTY!!! EEJIT!! How did he get away?!?"
I rounded on Edward.
"Where did he go?"
(Leo, anything is game. Flip a coin, if you like. I'll let someone other than me decide if Alistair is a Yeerk or not. I've done enough plot-manipulating for one day, I think, and it should be someone else's turn. ;))
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(your plot manipulation rocks... don't worry about it)
I arched my eyebrows, bemused. "He's behind you. He was ABOUT to run away... but I knocked him out again with the mag-lite. Handy little object."
I continued. "As well, Leah's little bug trick reminded me... I have my teachers exam in two days... I'm not so sure that you want to sit in an uncomfortable waiting area for upwards of 3 hours..."
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"Hmmmn. Well, I CAN think of a viable solution...but you'd have to lead us to where Norin was keeping you...and we'd have to trust you that far."
I puzzled it over for a few moments.
"Considering the rescue earlier, as well as the fact that I can probably hip-toss you, whether you believe me or not, I think that I'll trust you exactly as far as I can throw you. Leah? Will you come help us haul my unconscious brother to Norin's place? I don't trust him enough right now that I want to do that alone."
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"Fine with me. It's not like I have anything better to do," I said, shrugging my shoulders. I bent over and lifted the man's feet.
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"Wait... what? Are you going to let me write my exam?" I said as I grab Alistairs arm. "God, your brother is heavy!" I said as we moved towards Norin's place.
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I grabbed his other arm and started hauling him forward awkwardly.
"Yes, he is heavy. Yes, you'll get to write your exam. The Chee can follow you and make sure that you aren't a Controller, and it won't interrupt your day even one bit. Okay? Now, which way is Norins' place?"
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"Its Stanford Community Centre... apparently its very safe..." I said as we labouriously moved Alistair. "We entered from the back," I continued. "There's a woman... I think her name is Jean."
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As we carried Alistair, I had the serious urge to drop him and leave him lying in the street. Then I remembered it was the Yeerk inside of him we hated, not Alistair himself. So we walked on, and, luckily, the sidewalks and roads were empty, except for the occasional passing car. Three people carrying an unconscious body would look awfully suspicious.
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"Okay. I know where that is. Take a left here, and we'll be able to make a fairly constant bee-line for the back."
We shuffled forward, finally making some ground.
Ten minutes later, we were at the back door, and I was pounding my fist on it.
The door silently swung open.
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I entered the room, carefully carrying Alistair. We moved him to an empty room, then I sat down on the couch. "So... I believe now is the time where we actually get to know each other. Anyone want to start? Care to talk about what happened after you left, Leah?" I asked, realizing that this is a touchy subject, but wanting to make conversation easier. I leant back in the chair, honestly curious.
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(Guys, I'm gonna' be gone 'til Monday evening, Central Time Zone. Family stuff. G'bye! Feel free too keep the plot going, and I'll catch up. Alistair can be a Yeerk or not a Yeerk, you're welcome to decide that for yourselves. :))
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(All right. Have fun. :) )
"I don't entirely trust you, but, seeing as how you know about as much as I do about the first escape, and I can't remember the second, I might as well. After I made my first escape, I met up with a boy named Aaron. He taught me everything I would need to know about the city, but refused to speak of Yeerks, morphing, or, well, anything of that sort. After they found me again, they killed him. Simple as that.
Second escape? You haven't missed anything. Now, would you mind explaining to us who you are?"
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I sighed. "I'm... I was brought to America when I was 7... I grew up without a dad, from the age of 12, Mum's in hospital, and I'm going for my teaching degree in the field of art history. Not really much else. I was infested about 5 years ago... there was a seminar thing at the college, it was the Yeerks posing as a legitimate organization."
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I nodded. His story seemed probable. At least he hadn't gone with a six hour story explaining everything that had happened to him from the moment he was born to the moment we met. When I thought about it, his life seemed simple, almost boring. Edward had no useful information to share whatsoever. He still might be a Yeerk. If he is, he probably plans to strike at night while everyone's alseep, I thought silently to myself.
"So," I continued. "What do you know of the Yeerks' plans? Anything at all?"
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I sighed, and made a futile motion with my hands. "Seeing as how my Yeerk didn't starve to death, I didn't get his memories. I do know that he was planning on using me in the organization - known as Darcon Enterprises - to teach about the "value" of collectivism. Seemed a bit shifty to me. I thought they were going to enslave everyone there... the seminar is in about 2 weeks..."
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(I'm ba-ack!! Hiya!!)
"Well, I suppose that that will give us plenty of time to figure out who we can trust, and plenty of time to get some decent morphs. Let's get settled in, and we'll pick up from there."
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Wait... Two weeks? Seminar? Yeerks? I couldn't help but smile right then. This was the perfect opportunity for revenge. The Yeerks would regret the day they came back to this planet. I would make them.
"Are we going to attack?" I asked, feeling both nervous and excited.
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"Well, that depends on a group decision. I'd like to check it out, at least. Who knows what we might learn?"
In truth, I was almost shaking with anticipation of a strike, but I wasn't going to show it. Self-control was of utmost importance, right now.
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My heart sank slightly with disappointment. If we didn't attack, we would spy? That would be exciting. I'd get to listen in on all their plans. But that was still two weeks away. In the meantime, I had other things to worry about. Like Alistair. And aquiring the right morphs. Of course, I was relieved to finally sit down. All this running and chaos had left me both physically and mentally exhausted.
"What do we do now?" I asked.
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"Well, other then keep both Alistair, Estelore, and myself locked up for the next three days, me writing my exam, hopefully, and letting other people decide what to do with us, I would say that we should take a trip to the closest zoo or forest, and let people get other morphs." I said. "As far as I know, Leah only has that one bug morph, and Estelore, I think you only have a housecat.. I wouldn't mind getting more morphs..". I sighed, and buried my head in my hands.
"Ugh... you really aren't going to let us out for 3 days?"
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(Hah! Ye' used my username! *chuckle* I have to go to bed very soon, so g'night!)
"You can leave, but only if someone goes with you. The same goes for the rest of us. We cannot take any risks, especially not now. We should definitely hit the zoo, though. Soon. I already have an idea of what morphs I want, if they have them."
Seeing that big, brown cat in my dream had given me the feeling that I would be wise to acquire just such a cat...although I had no rational reason for doing that.
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(Heh... oops... THAT was a mistake)
"Alright, that works perfectly well, so long as I'm not with Alistair..." I commented, realizing the fear that I had of getting reinfested. "As for morphs, I'm hoping to pick up something NOT in the canine family..."
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(Oh, yeah...remember, Aisli does NOT know that the Chee can just 'brain-scan' us for Yeerks. I know it myself, of course, but Norin himself would have to mention it before the characters can know about it. When he told us Edward was a Yeerk, Aisli just assumes that he has done something obviously Yeerkish.)
"Why not a canine? Aside from the fact that, pound-for-pound, a cat is stronger, faster, better equipped, and has climbing skills, why no wolves?"
Control yourself, Ais. Sarcasm can give away your motives. Think before you blab.
I mentally muttered to myself, silently wishing that sarcasm and cynicism didn't come QUITE so easily to me.
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I offered a half-hearted grin. "I already have a Golden Retriever morph, as well as a Gray Wolf morph... my only other morph than those two is a falcon." I think. "It would help to have more morphs, though.. And the canine family is much more capable then the feline family. Sorry Ais." I chuckle at that.
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"Capable only in terms of range and group functionality. Felines can also live in any terrain, although they are more specialized, and most can swim as well as any canine. When it's a gray wolf against a mountain lion, the cat wins. The wolf only wins if it's in a group and away from the nearest place of elevation. Give the cat some height, and the cat has all the advantage that it could ever need."
Oh, drat. What have you done, now?
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I grinned, noticing a challenge. "Canines can be found in every single area of the world, save Antarctica. The fact that the canine has group functionality as its strength is its greatest feature. Yes, it would be much harder for a lone wolf to take down a lone mountain lion, but which one would you want to rely on when it comes to safety, rescue missions, and the like? Wolves are naturally adaptable to work in a group, and therefore, works with humans more easily. And as a final point, just because they work in groups better, doesn't mean canines are useless on their own. It would be a tough match between the canine and the feline.
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"Really? Have you ever observed a fight between a house-cat and a small dog? The cat wins every time. The cat is also quite capable of driving off larger dogs. A mountain lion weighs between 80 and 100 pounds, and grey wolves weigh 60 to 80 pounds. A timberwolf, at best, can get up to 120 pounds, and the cat STILL trumps him."
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"I've seen fights where the dog has won... my friend had a standard poodle that had a very effective tactic of beating cats: the dog bit the cat by the tail, and swung the cat into a tree. Worked every time." I said. (That incident actually happened with my cousin's dog... it was a standard poodle v. a small house cat)
"But regardless, I find my wolf morph very effective at fighting... but maybe its because its human strategy with a wolf's body"
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"I suppose so, but a lion or a tiger would still turn your wolf morph into a bloody pulp. I've seen tigers take on bears and win, and a bear makes a wolf look like a puppy. Against a human, naturally the canine would win, but you'll be wanting something with more firepower, if you ever cross paths with someone that can morph a Cape Buffalo or a Grizzly."
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"Well, while you two have fun with your feline vs. canine debate, I'll be looking for a bathroom." I noticed a door just down the nearest hallway, and I assumed that was the bathroom. It was one door down from where we were holding Alistair.
I stood and walked to the bathroom. The hallway was rather dark, and I almost tripped over a small box of papers along the left wall. There wasn't a light switch anywhere in sight.
I opened the bathroom door, stepped inside, and closed it behind me. It was about the size of the average public bathroom. Toilet against the left wall, sink on the right with a small towel-rod hanging at the side. The walls were a light beige. I knew they probably used to be white.
"Hey." I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of a muffled voice behind me. I spun around. No one was there.
"Hey," the voice repeated, louder. Of course. The walls were paper-thin. It was Alistair.
"What do you want, Yeerk?" I spat. I heard muffled laughter, and clenched my fists furiously.
"Tell my sister I need to speak with her." Silence. He wanted to speak with Ais? I wasn't sure. Was this a trap? Would he suddenly jump out of his room and attack as I made my way down the hall?
I ignored the thought and headed back into the main lobby. "Ais, your brother wants to speak with you."
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"Probably... whatever. We'll see, if I need another morph, then I'll get one." I said.
I was then surprised by Leah entering the room. "Alistair's up? Thats odd..."
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"I'll speak to him, but I think that maybe we ought to go together. I don't feel like getting strangled twice in one day."
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"It would be nice if you weren't strangled, I think" I said as I got up and headed for the door. "As well, it would help to have a translator. I mean, the accent I can handle, but the vernacular I can't understand at all."
I held the door open, waiting for the ladies to leave the room.
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I stood up and made a show of being the first to leave the room. I wasn't afraid of Alistair, or more importantly, his Yeerk. It was a worthless little slug. It was pathetic. But when I found myself standing in front of his door, I stepped aside, allowing Ais and Edward to step in front.
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I sighed with exasperation. This was going to be a LOOONG three days, I feared.
I stepped through the door, turning on my heel to face them both as soon as I was clear of the doorway.
"I can definitely translate, though I think that you don't WANT to hear about half of what we say."
The others followed me, once I'd broken through the stigma of the moment. I approached Alistair's door.
I knocked.
"Ali, we're coming in. If you try to strangle me, I'll make you sorry for it!"
"I don't doubt it, sister." His voice was only slightly muffled by the thin walls.
The door resisted me a bit, but I shouldered my way into the room.
"Alistair, why was there a chair propped under the doorknob? You know that that only works with 'pull' doors, right?"
"Uh...yes...."
"Yeerk, if you're playing dumb to trick us, it en't going to work."
"Who are ye' calling Yeerk, Yeerk?"
"Alistair, ye' great lummox, tell me true, do ye' think that a Yeerk would choose a host that only had a cat morph?"
"How am I te' know that ye' don't have more morphs than THAT?"
"If I'd had more morphs, don't ye' think that I would've used them by now? Now, what is it that you needed to see me about?"
I pulled myself back together, along with my accent.
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I grinned, and shook my head. "Always with the Scottish accent... The one accent in the world thats harder to decipher than ****ney..." I entered Alistair's room, with Ais in front of me. "So Alistair, do you have any morphs?"
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"You, be quiet," he snapped. "And that's beside the point. Ais, I want to make a bargain. You turn them over to us," he said, gesturing to Edward and I. "And we will not infest you." Alistair reached into his right pocket and pulled out a small, sliver object--a cellphone.
"You called for reinforcements?" I exploded.
(I'm sorry, this doesn't count as god-modding, does it? If so, I can just delete this post.)
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(nope, not godmodding... merely moving the plot forwards!)
I cursed. "Damn it! Ais, can you obtain DNA from a morph of something else? Like, if I morph wolf, would Leah be able to morph that? We need animal power right now." As I asked this question, I began looking for a way out.
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(Nope. It's all good. The action has been slacking, and this will speed things along. :) Remember, I was leaving it to the rest of you to decide Alistair's loyalties, anyway. Toomin has said that he's leaving for an indefinite time, so we're just going to act like he isn't in the action, right now.)
"We didn't search him for a cell phone. Oh, clever, we are." Of course, Alistair and Edward hadn't searched ME, either. I pulled out my Swiss Army knife, which I'd kept with me since we left the caves.
In a flash I had the knife at his throat.
"Yeerk, do you REALLY want to dial that number? It will be SO much EASIER for all of us if you just drop that phone right now. I don't WANT to have to carve up my twin brother, but I'll not hesitate if you decide to be stupid. Alistair understands, I'm sure. He'd do the same for me, if the situation were reversed."
The phone slid out of his hand and clattered to the floor, lying open. I pointed to the number on the screen.
"Someone write down that number. It might be useful. Then, destroy the phone. It probably has tracers on it."
I answered Edward's questions, finally.
"Well, Edward, morphing doesn't really work that way. You've got to acquire the DNA directly from the organism. Also, to answer the other question, Alistair can morph Golden Eagle, cat, Rhinoceros, and Lion, as far as I know, but he has several more that I DON'T know, I'm sure...."
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I sighed. "Great, a lion? We might have a feline/canine face-off soon enough" I commented as I copied down the number, and crushed the cell phone beneath my foot. "In the meantime, are we going to get out of here before the Yeerks come, or are we staying to fight?"
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"Sorry, brother."
I flicked the knife closed and bashed the side of Alistair's head with the smooth metal base. He slumped, unconscious.
"I think that right now, we should hit the zoo. Quickly. First, though, I need to raid the medicine cabinet, if they have one."
I found the bathroom next to Ali's room, and, sure enough, there was a medicine cabinet. I pulled open the cabinet, and, naturally, there was some Tylenol 3 sitting right there on the shelf. How convenient.
Wait. Why would ROBOTS have TYLENOL?
Ah, worry about it another time.
I also found a can of RAID under the sink. Good.
I returned to the room where the others were waiting. I held up the bottle.
"This stuff has codeine in it. Alistair had to take it when he broke his arm a few years before we could morph."
I walked over to Alistair's unconscious form and popped two of the pills into the back of his mouth, rubbing his throat until he swallowed.
"He'll be out like a light for just under an hour. Let's go."
I took a chair and blocked the door, this time from the outside, and sprayed the entire door-frame with RAID.
He'd have to morph BIG to get out, and the Chee would notice.
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I smirked. "Not this time, Yeerk," I muttered, leaving the room while Ais sprayed the doorframe with something called RAID. I began tapping my foot impatiently, anxious to get out of this place as quickly as possible. The longer we spent there, the more likely the Yeerks were to find us. I had only one morph, and as much as I wanted to fight, I knew a small insect wouldn't do a lot of damage. When Ais finished spraying, I turned to her.
"Ready to leave?" I asked.
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I looked at my watch. "I know I am... You know, I don't have to go write my exam... if you need me to fight, I'll be there." I said as I left the room. I thought to myself Ouch... RAID? But if he has his other morphs, he doesn't need to use only bug... it would be easy for him to get out... I continued walking, holding the doors open for the ladies.
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The roads were no longer empty. People now filled the side walks, some walking quickly, others casually taking their time. We would blend in easily. I made certain that Edward and Ais were near as we made our way into the crowd. The last thing I needed was to get lost.
"What kind of morphs are we going to need? Something big and dangerous?" I asked.
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"The RAID will kill him if he tries to escape as a bug, so he won't be able to leave without making a lot of noise."
I walked briskly down the street, listening for the others to follow. We snuck down an alley, and I started walking in the general direction of the nearest street-corner. The knife stayed in my pocket, just in case.
In about ten minutes, we were in view of the zoo.
"Okay. We have about thirty minutes to get some morphs and get back to the community center. Choose a variety of animals, keeping in mind that we may have to fight off a lion when we get back. Try also to get a few morphs for swimming and flight. I'll meet you both back here at six o'clock, on the dot, okay? There are clocks on all the buildings, and the nearest church has a bell that rings the hours. Don't let ANYONE catch you in the exibits, and if anyone fails to show up, the other two will hunt for them. I'm inclined to trust you both, now, but we don't want to risk capture. Let's split up here. The birds are that way," I pointed, "and the large mammals, bears and cats, et cetera, are there in the back left."
I made sure that they had got all that, and I turned on my heel and started jogging towards the aviary.
Once I got inside, I started looking for the raptors, which were VERY easy to find. Their cages were separate from the rest of the birds.
I saw a few different types of hawk and eagle, as well as some large owls. I looked for something familiar, that I'd know how to handle.
And, of course, I found her. A Peregrine Falcon. Beautiful. Fast. Deadly. Scotland was measly with Merlins and Peregrines, so I knew what to expect from her.
I hopped over the railing and found the keepers' entrance, which had no lock. Phew.
The falcon wasn't asleep, but she was unafraid of my presence. Raised in captivity, apparently. I reached out and touched the feathers on her back, and she fell into a trance as I focused.
I found my way into the cage of a Long-Eared Owl, and I acquired him, too. Perfect for silent night-flights.
I snuck back out of the aviary.
Next, I would hit the big-cat exibits.
(Edward probably knows that I'm going for a cat, so if he's planning on a big, powerful morph, that's what you should expect to face, in the event that one of us attacks the other, ever. A cat.)
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(thats helpful!)
I made my way straight to the fish exhibits, and was about to go look at the sharks when I saw some controllers who I was friends with absorbing morphs, and heading towards the cats. I morphed dog, and hid. <Leah, Ais, there are Controllers here absorbing morphs, heading towards the Feline exhibits. Watch out! They're big and burly, and they have red, blonde, and black hair> I said in private thought speak, both to Leah and Ais. I demorphed, and hopped into the dolphin pool, absorbing their DNA quickly then hopping out. I then left to go to the mammal department, keeping a close eye on the people who were once close friends of mine.
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(I'm glad to help!)
I heard Edward's thought-speak warning, and I kept my eyes peeled and my hand close to my knife, in case I needed it.
I hoped that I wouldn't need it.
Especially since I was already IN the feline exibit. I'd snuck in through the keeper's entrance, which Ali had mentioned to me when he got his lion morph.
I decided that I'd get two cat morphs, as fast as I could. First, the Jaguar. I snuck through the jungle that was his exibit, and I almost tripped on the huge cat. Just as he looked up at me, I placed a hand on his flank and started acquiring him. Pound-for-pound, the jaguar is stronger than any other cat on Earth, even the tigers. It would make the most efficient use of my energy.
I carefully backed away from the jungle cat, and I moved into the next exibit. This one was almost cold, in comparison. Large, rugged boulders were piled everywhere, and I found my target lounging on one of the flat rocks at the top of the pile. Slowly, I picked my way up the side of the pile, and I grabbed the cougar's tail and acquired her. I let go and slid down the side of the pseudo-mountain, getting out the exit just in time to avoid the mountain lion's paws.
The door clanged shut behind me, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Another door clanged shut, to my left. Drat.
A tall, burly man with blonde hair had just crawled out of the leopard exibit.
Time to morph. I focused on the cougar, morphing as fast as I could. The other guy was morphing, too, but I was just cougar enough to run.
I ran for the aquarium, looking for the orcas. Drat! Where were they?
The half-leopard was close behind me.
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I saw the man morph into his leopard morph, and immediately shifted to wolf - my default morph. I growled a warning, then charged at the leopard, crashing into him, trying to bite wherever I can. <Ais, get the morph, and help please!> I asked, continuing to fight. People were running and screaming all around, and I can barely focus.
<So, Edward! Why haven't I seen you recently!?> The leopard asked as it raked its claws at my belly. I howled in pain, and rolled off, hoping that someone would help. I geared up for another attack Wow, Ais really WAS right... Damn it! I thought, looking for a way to win.
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<I'm here, Edward!>
I finally finished the morph and got a hold on the cougar's mind, which wasn't far from the mind of the house-cat. I leapt on the leopard's back and grabbed it by the back of the neck, using my weight to flip it over.
<Edward! Go for the throat! The throat is the main weak spot!>
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<Got it!> I thought back, and leapt towards the leopard's throat, closing my fangs around it, biting down hard on the jugular. The leopard struggled for a bit, then died. (is THAT a godmod?) I morphed back to my human form, thankful for getting rid of the injuries on my wolf body. "Thanks a lot" I panted, trying to regain my breath.
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[OOC:Okay, since I apparently have enough free time to hang around the forum I decided I might as well start posting in the RP. But don't be too surprised if I disappear for a day or too occasionally.]
After our escape, if you want to call it that, from the hospital I hadn't seen to much of the group. I went home almost immediately after we went to the community center. My parents rushed me as I walked in, and it was obvious that they knew about the rhino at the school. They asked the usual questions; are you okay, what happened, hows the girl,etc. However, my family also added in some other things.
"Its just like I thought would happen. These Andalites and their morphing technology is putting all of us in danger by just letting anyone who wants it to have it. Its just not safe to give undeveloped minds the power to 'go ape'." My dad said with some anger as I rolled my eye at the bad pun.
"And its just not natural either. We're humans, not animals. And that is the way things should be." My mother added.
It was always interesting to hear the differences between them. Sure, they both don' like the technology but my dad is a bit more receptive to it than my mom. For him, its more of a danger and mental problem by letting everyone, including kids, have it. My mom, well, she just doesn't think its natural. Personally, I think they are both too narrow minded, though occasionally I agree with dad because he does occasionally bring up a good point.
Still, I didn't think there were any problems outside of being a nothlit, and that was so rare of an occasion. About the only time it happens is if some nut does it on purpose. Oh, and those rumors the government does it to dangerous criminals.Again, I think they are a bit crazy. But with the excitement over with, and with time to think, all these thoughts started coming into my head.
Joining this group was risky and dangerous. I could get killed doing this. But at the same time I wanted to do it. The adventure, excitement, fun. Oh, and saving the world from morphing criminals, that was there too. Taking a deep breath I decided I would try it out for a little while before making a final decision. After making sure all my homework and such was done I told my parents I was heading off to hang out with my friends. They told me to be back by seven.
Arriving at the zoo a few minutes later I payed my ticket and headed in. I was reading a map to figure out which animals were where when I saw Ais a little ways off.
"Probably here to get some animals. Maybe she could help me out a little." I mumbled to myself. I started catching up with her, and when I thought she could hear me I called out to her.
"Hey Ais, wait up a moment."
Apparently she didn't hear me as she kept on moving. Since she looked like she was in a hurry I decided I would go on ahead and take a look around. Looking around at the map I found where the aquarium and aviary were. Since having a bird and fish morph would be useful I decided to head them first.
Aviary was closest, so it didn't take long to find it. Entering in I started walking around, trying to find a habitat that not a lot of people were looking at. I also looked at the little plaques giving you information about them. I was tempted to get a red-tailed hawk, but from the stories I heard about the original Animorphs Tobias, the nothlit, had that form. No offense to him or any other red-tailed hawk fans but I wasn't going to use it. Eventually I stumbled onto a broad-winged hawk. It seemed pretty decent. It was Eastern United States, so it might look a little out of place, but other than that it seemed alright.
Once I was sure no one was looking I started reaching out for it. It snapped at me at first, but eventually I got a touch on it. Concentrating on 'absorbing' its DNA, or whatever it was, I watched as its eyes glazed over for a moment. I took my hand out, and it soon went back to normal.
I smiled to myself as I left the aviary. I officially could morph.
"Now where did Ais run off to?"
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(Whammyman! EPIC, AWESOME, AMAZING POST!!!!!!)
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(Welcome back, I'm glad we have another player. :))
I split off from the rest of the group, heading inno particular direction. For a while, I wondered if I would get lost, but it didn't matter. I needed to find something good. Most of the creatures I saw were small and nearly defenseless. I needed something big enough to take down a lion. Whatever a lion was.
Eventually, I came to an indoor section. There were several labeled doors. One of them read, "Polar Bears." I'd seen a bear on a news report when I was with Aaron. I knew by the way it moved and the way it chased after its prey that it was good enough.
I opened the door and entered the room. Several people were gathered around an enormous, cylindrical glass case, large enough to fill eight rooms. Inside of this case was a large piece of ice, surrounded on all sides by water. We were high above the island on a balcony.
A little girl ran to the glass and pointed down. "Mommy, mommy! Poar bears!" she shouted excitedly. I began my search for the entrance to this fake habitat. There was no telling how much time I had already wasted. But wouldn't everyone see me? Not if you're careful.
Finally, I found the entrance door, and to my advantage, it was unlocked. When I was sure that no one could see me, I opened the door and slipped inside. I was in a dark, nearly empty room. There was another door at the end of this one. When I opened the next door, a wave of cold air hit me, and I found myself shivering, standing a few feet away from a metal latter. I quickly climbed down, and made my way to the water's edge. Good. Now, where were the bears?
My answer came when I heard the sound of walking behind me. At first, I thought someone had come in after me. I spun around to see a mass of white fur looming over me. My stomach churned. "Hello," I said quietly, hoping the bear wouldn't be tempted to attack. I took a step backward, afriad that if I tried to acquire it it would tear my hand off. My foot suddenly slipped forward. I stumbled backward and hit the ice. The bear was not happy. I knew that if I waited too long, it would attack. Hesitantly, I reached up and felt my fingertips touch his soft, white fur. Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate. The bear jerked in surprise, lifted one of its paws, and slammed it into my chest. The air exploded from my lungs as I flew backward. Mind racing, I tried to stand, but slipped again.
I expected to feel ice underneath me. Instead, I felt millions of needles digging into my flesh. The world above me became a blur as my head went under the surface of the freezing water.
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(No worries, Leo. You wrote the characters, so you have the right to kill them off. If you'd killed Alistair or Charlie's Aaron, it would have been a God-mod [unless we said otherwise], but you are always entitled to do whatever with your own characters.)
<You're welcome, Edward. Have you been to the aquarium yet? I'm going to grab an orca morph, I think. They are VERY fast, and nothing messes with them.>
I trotted up to the nearest tank, which had porpoises. I looked around, and spotted the orca tank just a few dozen yards away. I started demorphing and looked for a way into the tank.
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"I already went there, Ais, but I didn't get a morph. Mind if I follow?" I asked cautiously. Wow... I think she's actually beginning to trust me... I thought, and followed Ais to the pool exhibits, wondering where Leah got to, and if she heard my warning about the three... now two men.
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(Okay, don't you have a dolphin morph? Aheh. Lying, but Ais doesn't know. Clever. Hmmmn.)
"Sure, you can come along. I think that there is a ladder over here...somewhere."
I wasn't sure how much I was willing to trust him, but I felt a lot better about it now that I had a few morphs to back me up.
I found the ladder, through a hidden entrance, and I climbed into the chilly water. I paddled as close as I could to the big, black-and-white creature. It swam a bit closer to me, apparently expecting to be fed.
As long as you don't make a meal of me, big guy. I thought. I reached out and touched the slick, rubbery skin, and the orca didn't even flinch away. It relaxed and just floated there, deep in the trance.
"Okay, Edward, now or never. Hurry up while he's sleepy." I whispered.
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(Did I say I had a dolphin morph?! Its not in my character profile, nor already absorbed!?)
I dove straight into the pool, coming up beside the orca. "Good boy..." I whispered as I put my hand out to absorb the DNA. "Thats a good boy..." As I finished absorbing the morph, I swam out, wondering what other morphs I can get before we have to go confront Ais' brother.
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I demorphed, and hopped into the dolphin pool, absorbing their DNA quickly then hopping out. I then left to go to the mammal department, keeping a close eye on the people who were once close friends of mine.
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I swam out after Edward, hurrying to avoid the orca's notice.
"Where next? I've already got bird and battle morphs, and now I've got an aquatic morph. We should probably look for bug morphs, next. Roach, fly, and flea are the most important bugs to morph, but I can get all of those at home, so I'll do that later. Hmmmn. Any thoughts?"
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I was shocked. My body and mind were as frozen as the ice that surrounded me. I couldn't think. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe... I couldn't breathe! I felt myself digging toward the rippling surface, despite the pain and tingling numbness. My head broke the surface of the water. I gratefully took in as much air as my lungs could hold, and released it slowly, savoring the feeling. I grabbed the icy island and pushed myself up and out of the water. My legs and arms were so tired. I was so tired.
I felt fur brush against my side and looked up again. The bear was still there, watching me as I helplessly tried to stand. I reached up, grabbed hold of its soft fur, and began to concentrate. The bear tensed, but then relaxed as its DNA became a part of me. With the little remaining strength I had, I ran to the latter, climbed and made it out of the polar bear section just in time to avoid being eaten.
Now, I was dripping wet and shivering. People would definitely notice. Find a bird morph and look for Ais and Edward, I told myself mentally. The underwater morphs would have to wait.
Finding a bird morph was surprisingly easy. The doors were unlocked, and the birds were calm. I didn't pay attention to the names, so I wasn't sure of exactly which one I had aquired. It had a long, curved yellow beak. The feathers of its head were white, but the rest were black. It really was a beautiful creature.
After aquiring the bird, I left the exhibit and decided to look for Ais and Edward.
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(Nice! We've got some REAL morph-variation! Yaaay! If anyone wants to do a morph the same as one of mine, I've got no problem with it. I know how cool the Peregrine can be, for instance, and Edward and Ais both already have Orca morphs. There are only so many animals to choose from, and copying IS NOT a sin, okay?)
"Hmmmn. Do you have an aerial morph, Edward? We could look for more morphs from the air. We still have a bit more than fifteen minutes."
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People were beginning to stare. I didn't blame them. After all, I was soaked from head to toe and shivering. A few even approached me and asked if I was all right. I just nodded and walked off.
Now I had been walking for fifteen minutes. I'd managed to sneak into one of the smaller exhibits and aquire a snake, but I doubted that would help me right then. As I headed out of the exhibit, I noticed two figures standing nearby. "Ais! Edward!"
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"Leah! Why are you wet? Have you gotten any good morphs? I was just about to go bird to fly around and scope out more morphs, and I was wondering if anyone would like to come along."
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With an aviation morph secured, it was time to start working on aquatic morphs. I was going to need two kinds; salt water and fresh water. Heading over to the aquarium I started searching around for some fish. Lucky for me they had a small exhibit were you could pet the fish. It was a brook trout, nothing special, but it would work its purpose. It was a bit weird for a teenager to want to pet the fish, but I didn't really care. I touched it's backside, and concentrated. A minute later I was washing my hands with sanitizer while it snapped itself from its trance.
With a freshwater fish done with it was time to head over to the saltwater animals and fine one for that purpose. I settled on a common dolphin. They were smart, playful, and native to the area. Even better, I was able to convince one of the handlers to let me feed them as part of a school project. It wasn't to hard to get that DNA. After thanking the trainer I headed out of the aquarium.
Sitting down on one of the benches I tried to think on what to do next. I'd need a battle morph, that was for sure. But what animal would I get? Lions, tigers, and bears (I resisted the 'oh my' thing) were options, but I wanted something a bit more original and rounded. They were tough alright, but not native to these parts of the world. Okay, maybe bears, but people aren't usually receptive to bears walking around the neighborhood. I could get one like a black bear, but I still wanted something to use when I didn't need brute strength.
Then it hit me; raccoons. They were common animals that no one would be suspicious of. They were also small but vicious little animals when cornered. But still, their size would make them seem harmless. It would also give an advantage when stealth was needed. It was perfect.
Getting up I headed over to the mammal section. Starting with the small mammals I found where the raccoons where kept. Sneaking around I found the entrance to the exhibit. I had bought some cheap crackers at a snack bar before coming there, and so I held one out. A raccoon eventually found its way over, and we pretty much traded. He got the cracker, I got the DNA. Leaving the habitat I headed over to the large mammals. Finding the grizzly bear exhibit I very carefully got in. Even though the one I was after was raised in captivity, I was still as scared as heck. I would have morphed into that hawk right then and there and flew out, except I would have probably been tranquilized for being an escapee.
"Okay, nice bear. I'm not going to hurt you." I weakly said as I got closer. It didn't seem to really care, though my eyes never left from its claws and teeth. I touched it, and as soon as I got the DNA I got out of there as quickly as possible.
Once felt safe and as far from that exhibit as possible I breathed a sigh of relief. I had gotten all the morphs I would need for now. I made a quick mental list;
Broad Wing Hawk- For flying
Common Dolphin- Salt water
Brook Trout- Fresh water
Grizzly Bear- Muscle
Raccoon- General use
Alright, I think thats good for now. Off to find...
"Ais, I was wondering where you went. I saw you earlier and I guess you didn't hear me. I'm guessing your here to get morphs?"
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"Yep! The three of us split up earlier, and we just found each other now. Are you here alone? Do you want to come along and look for some morphs from the air? We have about ten minutes until we need to go back to the community centre to check on Alistair, which is plenty of time to grab some more useful morphs."
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"Yeah, I'm here by myself. I'll have to take a rain check on that flight though. I,uh, didn't bring any morphing clothes so I don't think I should morph. Besides, I think I'm good when it comes to morphs. About the only thing left would be some kind of insect, but I can get that at home. I'll just wait at the entrance till you get back, and then I'll go with you all to the community centre. I have to be back home by seven though."
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"Okay. If anyone else is coming, follow me."
I jogged to the nearest bushes and chucked my outer clothes, hiding them carefully in the dense foliage. The morphing suit was quite comfortable, but it would look conspicuous, so I started immediately to morph the Peregrine Falcon.
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(pretend I mentioned my dolphin morph...)
I nodded with Ais' suggestion, and morphed into my falcon morph, loving the feathers. <I've actually never USED this morph... how does one fly?> I asked. But my razor sharp eyes noticed three animals - a lion, a grizzly bear, and a bobcat - lurking around. <Uh, Ais? Last time I checked, we only had two other enemies, and there's a lion with them now.> I said quickly.
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I sighed nervously. For the past five minutes, I had been leaning against a wall. Nothing to do now but wait. Wait until we got back to the community center where we would have our first real battle. I was excited and afraid at the same time.
<Leeeeaaahhh.> Someone said to me in thought-speech. I glanced up, but Edward and Ais were no where in sight. So who was calling...
<We have your friends. Give up now and we won't hurt them.> Yeerks. A chill ran down my spine. The Yeerks had them? (They really don't, it's a trap.)
<Meet us behind the aquarium if you want your friends to live.> I would meet them at the aquarium. But they wouldn't be seeing a fifteen-year old girl.
I dashed to the corner of the building I had been leaning against, took off my clothes, and began to concentrate on the polar bear. Soft, white fur. Beady black eyes. Enormous paws...
The morph this time was less frightening than the one before, and luckily, the polar bear instincts were failry easy to control, despite the fact that I was surrounded by helpless, weak little humans that I could easily kill and... Control, I wanted myself mentally as I began to walk toward the aquarium.
Most people payed no attention to me. A few gasped and gave me suspicious looks, but for the most part, no one cared. The back of the aquarium was completely deserted. I was alone. Something wasn't right. A rustle from the nearest bush made me realize I wasn't alone after all...
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<Leah! Look out! Lion behind you!>
I rolled into a steep dive, aiming for the big cat's back.
"Tsseeeear!!"
I raked it with my talons, flapping fast to get more altitude. The cat wheeled on me, and I barely escaped.
<Take that, ye' great eejit!>
"Kyyy-eeeeeeee!"
I shrieked a combination of rage and exhilaration, the hunting cry of a predatory bird.
<Aisli, the RAID didn't hold me, but that was sure a good trick.>
<Alistair?>
<How many other lions do you know? I'm not a Yeerk anymore. The Chee did a brain-scan on me and sorta' zapped the slug. They let me go free.>
<I'm supposed to believe you?>
<Of course!>
<Laddie, you're an even bigger eejit if ye' think that I'll buy that on your word!>
I shouted in wide-band thought-speak.
<Guys, Alistair is loose, and he's a lion! Watch out, 'cause he en't alone!>
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<I think I realized that!> I cried out as I fought both the grizzly bear and the bobcat in my wolf morph. <Sucks about Alistair though...> I commented as I dodged a bobcat swipe. I leapt around the bear, and sunk my teeth into the back of the bobcat's neck, paralyzing it, then turning my attention to a big bear fist about to hit me. I flew across the zoo, slamming into the monkey cage, dazed, as the Bear-Controller made his way towards me. <So, Edward. Should I kill you, or just reinfest you?> The bear asked, grinning. <The pool is right here>
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I sailed down, landing in a nice, bushy spot, and demorphed.
Fast as I could, I morphed Jaguar. THIS kitty-cat was FIERCE. Whew. He made the cougar seem right friendly, in comparison. He didn't like that bear on his territory.
Control. Now.
<Edward, I'm coming. Hang in, there!>
(May have to leave for the night.)
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<What do you know.> I said, as a human stumbled out of the bushes, trembling and aiming a strange gun at my head. "Don't. Move." I would have laughed, had I not been a polar bear.
<A gun. How impressive.> I raised my left paw to smack it out of his hand. Suddenly, there was a flash of light, followed by an unbearably loud, high-pitched squeal. I stared at the human controller, not understanding what had just happened. I looked down and noticed a bloody hole in my leg. Pain like nothing I've ever felt exploded from the wound. I screamed loudly in thought-speech.
<Don't come over here!> I cried. <The humans have extremely dangerous weapons!> I felt so weak, helpless, and pathetic. Then the polar bear instincts kicked in. Instead of feeling only pain and fear, I felt fiery rage and hatred.
I lunged forward and barrelled into the man. He hit the ground with a hard thud, gun flying far behind him. His expression was one of pure terror. But I wasn't done yet. I slammed my good paw into the side of his head. Once. Twice. Three times. He was unconscious now. Blood trickled from the gashes I had left in the side of his face. It was time to finish him off. I lowered my head and dug my teeth into his neck and began to gnaw at his tendons and flesh, making my way inside of his body with my teeth. Wait a minute... I jerked away and recoiled at the sight of the dead man in shock. Had I just...
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(Alrighty then)
The wolf inside of me was frightened at the big cats, but I controlled it, wary of the bear. I got up, and paced around the Controller, hoping for an opening that I can use. <And Leah? Its called A Dracon Beam.... its dangerous. I used to have one. Morph back now>
<You do realize that we're on top of a Pool.. there are gunmen everywhere> The bear said, threateningly. <You'll never get away>
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I limped away. I had to find Edward and Ais. They were probably in danger. I was right.
Edward, now in wolf morph, was surrounded. Two wildcats stood behind him. A bear stood in front of him.
<Edward, run. I can... Take these guys.> The truth was, I was gasping for breath now and growing light-headed, but my friends needed help.
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<No. I can handle this. You morph back NOW> I commanded, trying to make sure that Leah didn't die.
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(Sorry for taking so long. I am back, for now. If I suddenly stop posting, it is probably my last post for the night.)
<Leah, pull yourself together and DEMORPH!> I threw as much force as I could into the thought-speak command, and even the jaguar's mind seemed to cringe away from me.
<Edward, stay away from the bear's paws. You can survive the teeth, but the paws will knock you dizzy.>
I dove under the bear as it crouched back on all fours. I flipped onto my back and used every bit of the jaguar's muscle to rip up at the bear from below. It roared and tried to swat me with its paw, and I wrapped around the entire arm, weighing the bear down.
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They were right. I could come back and fight after I demorphed. I lumbered over to the bushes and tried to remember what I looked like. Another rustle. Three humans, armed with dracon beams, stepped forward. We were surrounded. "Go ahead, morph out. You'll bleed to death if you don't," the one in the middle urged. <Stupid Yeerk. You disgust me.> I swiped my paw at his head--and missed. I tried again, lost my balance, and fell onto my side, energy and blood slowly draining.
You're dying, you're dying! Demorph! I concentrated on my human form. In a minute, I was normal again. The pain was gone, but the exhaustion remained. I looked up and realized that I was surrounded on all sides. "Move and we'll shoot."
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I growled, and lunged at the bear's neck, biting my teeth into his neck hard. <Edward!> The bear cried out in public thought speak. <Come on! We know each other! We were cellmates for the longest time!> He cried, in an attempt to make me ease up
I felt weird. Should I kill him, for actions his Yeerk was making him do? Keeping my jaws locked around his neck, I lessened up on the pressure, wondering what to do.
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<Edward, we MUST get to Leah NOW. If you don't kill him, he'll just keep being a slave. This is mercy. Do you need me to do it for you? After seeing me with Alistair, you know that I have no compunctions about this. Whatever you choose, you MUST choose NOW.>
I told him all this in a rush of private thought-speak, trying to get him to hurry up before Leah became toast.
It would be the final test of whether or not he was a Controller, although by now I was fairly certain he was a free human.
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I listened to Ais' thoughts, then bit down hard onto the Bear's neck. He fell limp to the ground, dead. I morphed back, visibly shaken, but then morphed into wolf again. <Let... Lets go to Leah... She must NEED help.> I said, and started running towards where I smelt Leah's fear radiating from.
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<It's one of your first kills as a free person. I understand that it is difficult, and I'm sorry for pressuring you, but we really DO need to help Leah.>
I told him, as we made our mad dash to where Leah was trapped.
<Maybe we can sneak up on them.>
I crouched in the bushes behind one Controller. The man across from him did not see me. Good.
My muscles tensed.
<Hang in, there, Leah. Don't give me away.>
I sprang upward, grabbed the Controller by the neck, and flipped him to the ground, severing his spine and crushing his windpipe. I dove at the second man and pinned him to the ground, just as he raised the Dracon Beam. Heat lacerated my thigh, but even an injured jaguar is hundreds of times stronger than the strongest human.
<Don't move, if you don't want to die in pain. I don't NEED to kill you, but I can.>
He whimpered his agreement.
It's hard to disagree with the three hundred pound cat on your chest.
<Are there any others, guys?>
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"We're completely surrounded. You shouldn't have come. One slave is better than three," I hissed. I had tried to remorph three times. Each time, someone fired a Dracon beam. First, they hit ten feet away. Then, five. Three. I knew the next time they wouldn't miss. "Don't try anything, they'll shoot. If you don't believe me, look," I said, gesturing to the burn marks in the sand.
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I glanced around.
Privately, I addressed Leah.
<Okay, we are going to bluff. Then, if that fails, we are going to threaten. Do you follow me?>
Openly, I shouted.
<Okay, slugs. If you want your buddy to live, you'll all come out here with your hands visible. If you make any funny moves, he's dead. Have you ever seen a jaguar kill? I'm a whole lot faster than you are.>
Privately, I called to Edward and Rich, letting Leah hear, too.
<Fellows, if you are nearby, we could use some assistance.>
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<I'm on it! He's in the office at the top of the building... you can't see the broken glass? I'm already up there> I said, prowling. I see a young man, early 20's, in the office, holding a Dracon Beam. <SURPRISE!> I yell in public thought speak. He turned around, and I leapt at him, gnashing my teeth, as we fall through the window and onto the pavement. Due to the position I've got him in, he breaks his neck on the fall, killing him. I leap over his body, and tackle the nearest human, growling ferociously as I bite at his hand, forcing him to drop the gun.
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<Was that the last one? Are you okay? I can't smell anymore out here, but I'm not sure. There's a lot of blood.>
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<I think its the last one...> I morph out of wolf, back into my regular self. "I think everyone's gone!" I said.
<Not quite> Alistair said as he moved out of the shadows (sorry for the godmod)
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Once the fight broke out I went for the "flight" part of the "fight-or-flight" response. It wasn't until I had reached the bathrooms that I realized I could probably do something to help Ais and the other two. After checking to make sure no one was watching I snuck into the bathroom and stripped down to underwear. Thank goodness those boxers were tight enough to work for morphing.
Taking a deep breath I focused on being the grizzly bear. My mind was struggling to hold back the panic as I felt the first changes start. Thick, brown hair began to push out through my skin as pounds and pounds of muscles and fat began to form all around my body. I had my eyes closed, preferring not to watch as my relatively small body ballonned into several hundred pounds worth of muscle. I could my face shift and push out and teeth grew. While it surprised my that it didn't hurt, I felt a little sick from the idea of what I would look like if someone saw me.
Eventually the changes finished, and I opened my eyes. I was on all fours, and felt much bigger. Yet, it seemed natural. I could hear firing in the distance, and I pushed my way out of the bathroom and in that direction. Upon getting closer I could see one human laying on the ground, another one with a jaguar on his chest, and several others with some kind of weapon, and a wolf was there as well.
<Mind filling me in with whats going on guys?> I directed the thoughts toward the jaguar, hoping it was Ais or the other two.
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(Leo, I don't think that counted as god-modding, did it? I mean, I made Alistair bargain our characters' freedom. And as far as I remember, he's still alive.)
"Well, now you decide to show up. How many others are there?" I asked Richard.
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(As long as you don't utterly kill him, I'm fine with it, Leo.)
<Rich! Good of you to join us. Well, right now we are in a bit of a standoff. It would help tremendously if you'd make a presence, please. Now. Watch out for the Dracon Beams.>
Openly, I called out.
<If you're hiding, you'd better show yourself! This is your last chance!>
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I knew there were several more. Only one gave in, though. He stumbled out of the bushes, trembling, and dropped his Dracon beam. What a whimp. "D-don't kill me," he blubbered.
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<Drop the Dracon Beam, and we're cool, man. Drop the weapon and walk away.>
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"Wait a minute," I said. I studied his features. He was rather young, maybe sixteen years old. His hair was shaggy and brown, and his eyes were as black as coals. I felt my stomach drop. "No...," I said in an almost-whisper. "Aaron?"
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<Wait, you KNOW him?> I asked. <This isn't good....> I commented, wary of both my teammates AND my enemies. In public thought speech, I wondered <Were you planning on killing or infesting us?>
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<Uh,don't know really. Besides, do I even know you?> I privately replied to the guy who had talked to me (I don't they've met yet,did they?)
<Good to know that I chose right when I sent the message to the jaquar. Bit scared I had contacted a Controller. Anyways, I'll try my best to make a presence and help you out. But I'm not the most forceful guy around, even though I'm currently a several hundred pound animal that could probably crush these people.>
I watched as one human came out and dropped his weapon. That situation seemed under control, so I turned my attention to making myself seem more forceful. I growled a little to show off the teeth, and tried positioning my paws so they could clearly see the claws. Of course, I hoped my size alone could scare them a little. I really didn't want this to get to violent. The others could probably live with killing someone; I couldn't.
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"Don't touch him!" I cried, throwing my arms out in front of Aaron. He laughed in response. "Aaron, I thought you were dead!"
"You thought wrong."
"But--how..." It finally dawned on me. Aaron was a Controller. He wasn't screaming the night they took me because they were killing him. He was screaming because he was being infested.
"You're one of them?" It wasn't a question. I knew the answer. But I could barely believe it myself.
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<This sucks> I commented as I shifted on my feet, letting out a soft whine. <Now what?>
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<Oh, great. ANOTHER one. Leah, am I allowed to kill him, or are we taking another prisoner?>
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<Uh, Ais... I think we're taking this one prisoner...> For the second time... I thought to myself, remembering the last time I held him hostage... last time I infested him. <Leah wouldn't want Aaron killed, would you, now> I half commented, half asked.
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"We can't kill him. Aaron is still there. He's just--hidden." (I sort of want him to end up dead anyway. :P)
I turned to the others, praying they would listen and spare the life of my friend.
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<Okay, he lives. Don't let him out of your sight, though. I suggest that you morph something powerful.>
I looked down at the man who I'd pinned.
<I'm going to let you up, and you are going to run far, far away from here. Do you understand? I've seen your face. If we cross paths again, you are dead.>
"Okay. Okay. Please don't kill me."
I stepped off the man, who gasped in relief, stood up, and turned tail in the other direction. I'd never seen anyone run so fast.
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"Well, what about your brother?" I said, gesturing to Alistair, who had been silently watching this entire time. I glanced at Aaron. He was staring intently at the lion, nodding and shaking his head constantly. "They're making plans," I said, and began to morph polar bear.
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I was confused, that was for sure. I knew who Ais was, but the rest I had no clue. When this was all over with I'd have to ask about it. Meanwhile I moved my way over to where Ais, making sure to keep an eye on the rest of the Controllers. The man she had let go ran past me, and I didn't give him a second thought.
<So, Ais, any plans on what to do now?>
I was hoping to get out of this without a fight, but it was starting to look like there might be one. My stomach dropped at the thought of it, but the grizzly bear seemed ready to rumble. I kicked myself mentally for chosing something that was known to be aggressive. It just wasn't my style.
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<Well, first we pin my brother to the ground and force him to demorph. He's the lion.>
(I gotta' head to bed, now. G'night!)
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(I'll be gone all day today and tomorrow, aka unable to check between the hours of 9 am to 9 pm. All the best!, and good luck! Please try to integrate my character so I have some idea whats going on...)
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(Yah, I've got violin and library stuff going on, so I'm away for most of the day. Oh, yeah. I'm making a wiki about RAF. I'm SO including you guys! I'll let you know when I've got something at least half-way done. It will be 'RAFipedia'. ;))
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(Oh, that's cool. :) Well, what a coincidence. I won't be on much either. See you guys tomorrow, then.)
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(Same message for today.... I won't be online at all today until, like, 9pm.... use my character, if at all posible, please)
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(Well, I'll be gone from 1:30 Central Time to Heaven-knows-when, and then I'm leaving to see an opera around 5:00.)
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<Gee, that shouldn't be hard at all!> I said sarcastically as I paced the floor. <Wolf against Lion... according to your calculations, Ais, I should be the loser...>
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<What about polar bear against lion?> I said with a mental grin, taking a step forward.
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<That might work... but how would we "FORCE" him to demorph?> I wondered as I watched Alistair, never taking my eyes off him, in case he attacked. <But be careful... he knows how to use his morph better than you do...>
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<Ais said something about morphing--she said that if you stay in morph too long--you'll be trapped in that morph forever. I don't think Alistair's Yeerk wants to spend the rest of his life as a lion. We should fight him until he's seriously injured. Until he's bleeding heavily. Then, he'll have no choice but to demorph, right?>
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<Good logic. Just make sure that you don't kill him outright, please. I'll be here to cover you, if he proves to be too much trouble. I know how a cat fights.>
(Sorry for the uber-delay. I've had tonnes of stuff going on, and I'm leaving in nine minutes.)
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<That would actually work> I said, thoughtfully. <Alright... lets seriously injure Ais' brother, shall we?> I said, as I lunged towards the lion. I snapped at his back, and dodged his paws as he swung at me. <Oh ho! Lets see THIS feline try to kill a wolf! Oof!> I said as he body-checked me, and I fell to the floor.
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<Careful, Edward. A lion is like a leopard on steroids.>
I lunged at Alistair's flank, using the jaguar's low-slung body and heavy musculature to lever him onto his side. I swatted at his face, and he almost gutted me with his hind-paws. I leapt away with four lines of blood across my hip.
<Watch out for the back paws, Leah!>
(Okay. Going now. Bye-ee!)
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The moment I saw an opening, I lunged. I barreled into the lion, knocking him onto his side. It wasn't enough, though. In a split second, he was on his feet again. And he was angry. But instead of attacking me, he charged Edward. I bolted forward just in time to stop the lion from tearing out Edward's throat. <Saving me for last?> I teased.
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I stepped back a little as they all ganged up on the lion, who was apparently Ais's brother. Again, I was currently out of the loop on what was going on but I knew I had to do something. Besides, I knew going into this thing that things could get violent. I shook myself to loosen up a little and prepared to charge at the lion. He was over by the wolf, and a polar bear was attacking him.
Dang it, with those two by him I could risk hitting them instead of Ais's brother.
It was then that I remembered there were a few other people around that had been with the lion*. If I couldn't help them fight the lion I could make sure they didn't try to intervene. Best of all, I would hopefully not have to fight any of them.
<Alright then, I'm warning all of you that if you try to intefere with this fight your going to have to be dealing with me.> I bared my teeth a little to make it look like there was some possible threat in me.
*There are others, right? They were mentioned earlier.
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<Rich! It's us! The lion is my brother, and he's a Controller. We're trying to injure him and then pin him to force him to demorph. He only has a little bit of time left in lion morph, and if he's hurt badly enough, he'll HAVE to demorph. Then, we can knock him out and tie him up for three days to kill the Yeerk. Just DON'T kill him!>
I leapt over the lion's back, kick-slicing him from above. I landed next to Edward, to block Alistair from diving at him. Alistair snarled and swiped at me, and I gashed his muzzle.
<Yeerk, just give up now. You're out-numbered and over-powered. You cannot win. Best-case-scenario, you'll be trapped permanently as a crippled lion. Demorph and come with us.>
<Do you think that I'm STUPID, or something? You'll just kill me, either way. All you care about is my host, your brother. What makes you so sure that he wasn't voluntary?>
<Ali would never do that to our family!>
<Are you willing to bet his life on it?>
I snarled and dove at him, tripping his front feet and grabbing the back of his neck. The thick mane prevented me from getting a good hold on him, though, and before I knew it, I was the one pinned to the ground. I rolled and slashed at his gut from below, leaving five deep gashes. He yowled and I jumped away as he let go.
<A little help, here?>
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<Wow, Alistair... that was kind of stupid... you basically TOLD us that there's a Yeerk in your head. Talk about verification!> I commented as I lunged for Alistair's back. I landed on his back, snapping at his neck, but he rolled, and slammed me into a wall. Due to hitting my head on a metal pole, I blacked out.
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(Guys, there is a massive storm system rolling through the area. I'll possibly have to go offline for an indefinite amount of time. Sorry.)
<Edward! Hey! Are you okay?>
I heard no response.
<Leah, Rich, he is out cold. Watch that Alistair doesn't pick him off.>
I feigned a limp and faked right, jumping left as the Yeerk took the opening. In an eyeblink I was all over him, snarling and slashing like a feline Cuisinart. He rolled and threw me off, but he was bleeding heavily from the lacerations on his belly and back.
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(Hey, sorry I wasn't here at all today. I went for a hike in the mountains that lasted much longer than I expected it to.)
<We're doing good!> I exclaimed, though I knew it was only half true. Edward was unconscious. Ais seemed slightly injured, but she would manage. Rich, he seemed fine. But we were starting to weaken. I wondered just how far this Yeerk was willing to go.
I manuevered behind Alistair and to his other side, then dragged my claws across his back before he had a chance to turn around. He roared in pain, and made an attempt to hit me with one of his massive paws. I stepped back, and he missed by only a few centimeters.
I began to worry that I was defending myself too much, that I wasn't attacking enough. But the only way to stop him for sure was to go for his neck... Which was out of the question.
I leaped forward once again. This time, I was ready. This time, I would get him. I snapped at his hind legs and swpied at them with my paws. If I could just get him on the ground again... There was a sudden flash of yellow, and an incredible, fiery pain in my left eye. I howled and jerked back, surprised by Alistair's unexpected attack. I tried to open my eye, but the pain was too intense. <That's it!> I growled. I opened my jaws, ran forward, and managed to grab hold of his neck, despite the thick mane. I would make him regret this. I would make him regret ever taking a host in the first place. I began to sink my teeth into his fur and flesh... (Don't worry, I won't kill him.)
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(Okay, but Ais still has to react to be believable.)
<Leah! What are you doing?! Don't kill him!>
I leapt forward and piled my weight onto Alistair's side. His breathing became laboured, with three hundred pounds of Jaguar on his lungs.
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<Get away, let me finish him!> I hissed furiously. He was my prey. He was mine. He would die. With my free paw, I hit Ais, just hard enough to push her away from me. Alistair wasn't breathing normally anymore. Good. Just what I wanted. The feeling of a pair of jaws clamping over my own neck made me yelp in surprise. <Let go of me, Yeerk!> I growled, tightening my grip on his throat. He tightened his grip as well.
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<About time you filled me in with what's going on.> I replied in private to Ais when she told me what was happening.
As the wolf was knocked out, Ais and the polar bear went for Ais's brother. I glanced over at them occasionally while keeping the others at bay. However, I turned my head around when I hear a yelp. Ais's brother and the bear were pretty much deadlocked at the moment. Someone needed to help, and at this point the only one not injured was me. Giving one last growl to make sure the other Controllers didn't do anything I started running towards the lion. As I got closer I prepared myself mentally for what I was about to do, specifically the fact I was trying to protect friends. Once I was within range I took a swipe at the lion's face, hoping the pain would make him let go of the polar bear.
Edit: Edited to fit the scene since I got Leah and Edward mixed up.
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<About time you filled me in with what's going on.> I replied in private to Ais when she told me what was happening.
As the polor bear was knocked out, Ais and the wolf went for the Ais's brother. I glanced over at them occasionally while keeping the others at bay. However, I turned my head around when I hear a yelp. Ais's brother and the wolf were pretty much deadlocked at the moment. Someone needed to help, and at this point the only one not injured was me. Giving one last growl to make sure the others didn't do anything I started running towards the lion. As I got closer I prepared myself mentally for what I was about to do, specifically the fact I was trying to protect friends. Once I was within range I took a swipe at the lion's face, hoping the pain would make him let go of the wolf.
((No offence, but from what I see, this is a godmod.. you're kinda making our characters do things...... and its a bit behind the script. My character is knocked out, and Charlie's character is battling with the lion...
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(I think he just got our characters mixed up. Alistair and Leah are fighting, and Edward is unconscious.)
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(I think he just got our characters mixed up. Alistair and Leah are fighting, and Edward is unconscious.)
(Yeah, I think that is what I did. It's kind of confusing me at this point who morphed into what. Ais is a jaguar, Richard is a grizzly bear, so what are Leah and Edward again? I thought Edward was the polar bear and Leah the wolf, but I'm guess its the other way around?)
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(Edward is the currently unconscious wolf. Leah is the blind-in-one-eye polar bear... Hope that helps... and I'm off for tonight... if there's any action, let me know! And PS: Ladies and Gents, remember that there's a 2 hour limit morphing period (I just remembered) )
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(Edward is the currently unconscious wolf. Leah is the blind-in-one-eye polar bear... Hope that helps... and I'm off for tonight... if there's any action, let me know! And PS: Ladies and Gents, remember that there's a 2 hour limit morphing period (I just remembered) )
(Yes,that helps. I'll edit my post so it is correct. As for the two hour limit, I'm assuming this fight hasn't taken up that long. Guess its up to Estelore though, or anyone who wishes to keep track of time.)
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(Supposedly, Alistair has been in morph since Leah, Edward, and Ais showed up. And, I'm assuming it's been about 30-40 minutes since then...)
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(That works for me. Sorry for taking so long, but I've just discovered that it is hard to start an RP, join an RP, and run an existing RP and wiki, all at once. Ah, well. I'm a master multitasker!)
<Leah! Alistair! Snap out of it! Both of you let go! If you both hold on, both of you die!>
GWWOOOWRRR!!
I roared at them both, swiping at their faces with my paws, but not using my claws, for fear that I'd leave Leah totally blind.
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I could see flashes of fur all around me. Richard clawing at Alistair's face. Ais trying to pry me away.
<Leah! Alistair! Snap out of it! Both of you let go! If you both hold on, both of you die!> she screamed in thought-speak. I could feel paws pounding at my head, slowly pushing me away. It was too hard to stay latched onto his neck. I let go and stumbled backward.
I had him. I did. I had him. He was mine. I'd lost. But I had managed to injure him. He had bloody marks in the side of his neck, along with several gashes in his back and stomach. Alistair fell onto his side. He was down! I still had a chance! But Ais was standing in between the two of us. Glaring.
<I had him,> I growled, raising my paw threateningly.
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<I KNOW you had him! Now get a hold of the bear in your brain, before you get us all killed! Don't ye' raise that paw at ME, lass, or I'll throttle ye', so help me! I'm a heck of a lot less injured than ye' think!>
I turned my attention to my lion-Yeerk-brother.
<Alistair, you've only got a few minutes left. Demorph, before you get stuck. Now.>
"Grrrrr-WOWORRRrrrrr..."
<No!>
"HHHiieeesssssss..."
<Yeerk, do you WANT to kill yourself? Do you WANT my brother to die?>
<What if I do?>
<I can always make this so much more unpleasant for you.>
<Would you do that to your brother?>
<Why don't you ask HIM? Would I do that to you, Alistair, to save you?>
<*sigh* I understand. I'm demorphing.>
Slowly, the lion shrank and began resuming the familiar human features of my twin brother.
<Now, let's get out of here.>
I walked up behind my brother and nudged him forward, none too gently. He stumbled and kept walking. I jogged over to the bushes, demorphed, and put my clothes back on. I jogged back to Alistair's side. I drew my knife and flicked it open.
He tensed at the familiar sound.
I wrapped my arm around his neck and lightly held the blade against the side of his throat. To any observer, it would seem as though I simply had my arm around his shoulders.
"Insurance. I'm sure that you understand."
"Yes."
I turned back to the others.
"Well? Are we ready to get out of here? Oh, wait. Edward. Will someone wake him up, while I keep an eye on this one?"
(Leo, I know that you might still want another morph or two...y'know, besides the wolf. If you do, wake up fast so that we can move on to the next piece of plot, please. Thanks!)
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Control? I have complete control! Then, it clicked in my mind. I felt the world stop for a moment as my mind slowly began to grasp reality. <Oh...> I mumbled to myself. I immediately began to demorph. The pain in my eye was unbearable. Slowly, I began to resume my normal, healthy, human form. My eye healed, and I could see everything clearly again.
Not only had I been blind in one eye--I had been blind with rage. The scene before me was horrid and disturbing. Blood stained the Earth. A few dead humans lay sprawled on the ground. Off to the side, up against a wall, was an unconscious, bleeding wolf. "Edward," I whispered.
I ran to him and knelt by his side. "Edward, wake up!" I hissed, shaking his side gently. To my relief, he was still breathing. "Edward, wake up," I said, louder than before.
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With the fight over and done with Istood back from the scene with his face looking down. I hadn't expected things to end up like this, and gory scenes were never something I could handle well. I was surprised that I wasn't feeling sick at that moment,but I guess grizzly bear would be used to seeing dead bodies. Still, I wasn't so I turned myself around so I didn't have to look at it.
I saw that Ais had her arm securely around her brother, who was no longer a lion. The polar bear, who I assumed was Leah, had morphed back to human and was over by the wolf. In fact, the only one's not demorphed yet were me and the wolf, who I assumed was this Edward guy. I thought I should demorph at that moment, but I remembered my clothes were back at the bathroom.
<Uh,guys, unless you need me to stay here I got to get going. My clothes are back at the bathroom so I can't really demorph. Unless we're close to the two hour limit.>
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(Whammyman, you're backwards again. The Wolf is Edward, and he's out cold. The bear was Leah. She's human again.)
"Go on, Rich. Do what you need to do. You have maybe ten minutes, but that's pushing it. Next time you find yourself with some money, pick up a morph-watch. They en't cheap, but they're worth it."
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I woke up, my head pounding. <Uh... what happened?> I asked, trying to get up, and stumbling. Something in my head told me to demorph. <How long have I been out? Am I past the two hour limit?> I asked, hoping that someone would know. I attempted to morph back, and fortunately, I was able to. The only thing I was wearing, however, was my boxers. I shrugged it off, and started hoping to find clothes immediately. "Is everyone alright?" I asked as well, looking around for any damage, taking in the wreckage. "Oh..." I commented, wondering what exactly happened.
(I think I'll keep my wolf morph.... I enjoy using it, and if I need another one, I'll find a way to get it.)
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[OOC:*bangs head on all*.I think we need a smiley of that. Anyways, corrected the mistake.Again.]
<Can do Ais.>
With only ten minutes left I decided to not risk it and just moved to a bush. I concentrated on my human form and felt myself begin to change again. All that muscle and bulk just dissolved, and the fur was sucked back into my body.I could feel my hands and feet shift from paws into hands, and my face flattened back to normal. I hit the ground with an "oof" when it was all over. I had successfully shifted from human to bear and back to human. Though I would take Ais's advice and get a watch, and some morphing clohtes.
I raced to the bathroom, glad to see that my clothes were untouched. Quickly putting them back on I walked back over to where the other's were. Glancing at my watch I saw it was getting pretty close to seven o' clock.
Well, I should be able to get by a few minutes late if I just explained, or lied, about something. Not to hard.
"So, uh, what do we do now?" I asked Ais. By now everyone had unmorphed, which was relief.
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(Cool.)
"We've just got Alistair corralled, and I think that we are just about ready to go. Whaddayasay?"
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"I think we are. I am, at least. I'm going to fly, since, you know, I don't really have any clothes." A strange feeling began to tug at my insides. A nagging feeling. I felt like I was forgetting something--or someone. "Oh, no," I said. "Aaron's gone. I should have known he would do this! Well, it's not like the Yeerks don't already know who we are. I--I'm sure we'll find him later," I said reassuringly, more to myself than to the others.
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"We've got Alistair, and we can get Aaron. Don't give up hope. Would you mind flying above us, Leah, lookout-like? I don't know that there are any more of them around, but I'd like the help, just in case."
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"I'll help too" I said. "I need the fresh air to clear my mind... Alistair packs quite a punch" I said, in a half-hearted grin. I closed my eyes, and focused my pounding head on my falcon morph.
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I watched Edward morph as I kept a tight lock on Alistair's neck.
"So, you have a falcon morph, too? Interesting!"
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In my falcon morph, I spoke. <My yeerk picked this one up... Its a predator bird, can see for miles, and is powerful... everything a Yeerk could possibly want..> I said, with a small wince. <Ais, you do realize how painful this is going to be for Alistair? I went nearly 3 days once... my Mom and I went on a trip, and I got back 2 hours before the deadline... My yeerk nearly died of hunger.>
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A thought occurred to me suddenly. "Yeerk," I began. "You do realize starvation will be unbelievably painful. Well, if you leave your host, we can kill you now. Cut you in half, stomp you into the sidewalk, whatever you like. You won't suffer nearly as much." I took a moment to let my words soak in, hoping no one would protest.
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"I wouldn't give you the pleasure." The Yeerk spat.
"Edward, I'm well aware of that. It seems that it shall be necessary, but I know that my brother will forgive me."
The Yeerk tensed up for a moment.
"What is it, slug?"
"You're serious, aren't you? You'd let your twin go through that?"
"Of course, if it saves him. He'd do the same, if it were me."
"No, he wouldn't."
"If you aren't going to leave him, why do you persist in arguing? Can't you starve to death quietly?"
That shut him up for a moment.
He spoke again.
"Alright. I was bluffing. I'll do it. Just...do you promise to make it quick?"
"On my word as a Scot. Ask Him what that means."
"I understand."
Slowly, the slug oozed out of Alistair's ear. I flicked it off his shoulder.
It landed on the ground.
I drew my knife and sliced it into three pieces. I stomped the pieces. I spat on them.
"Th-thank you."
Alistair took over stomping.
"Ali, let's go home."
"Home."
The longing in his voice brought tears to my eyes. I hugged my brother for what felt like forever.
"Home." He repeated. "Yeah. That sounds good."
I wrapped my arm around my brother's waist, supporting him as he regained control of his balance.
We walked slowly home, not caring if the others followed or not.
I had my brother back.
So, the rest of the world could just cheerfully go away and screw itself, as long as it left us alone.
I had my brother back, and nothing else mattered.
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I winced when Ais chopped the Yeerk up. <Was that really necessary?> I asked as I flapped my wings, trying to get leverage to watch over the group as they walked to wherever they were going. <I mean, I know its a parasitic slug that possesses people, but its a sentient being... like a human, minus the limbs...> I started flying, remembering how... human my Yeerk was at times. Silently, I broadcasted my thoughts to Alistair. <You and me, Alistair.. we're the lucky ones... there were a few Controllers I knew who got all the memories of their old Yeerks when they were killed by Kandrona Starvation... Anyways, its good to have you back...> I continued, making COMPLETELY sure that my thoughts were private. <And please don't mention how brutal I... my Yeerk was when I was controlled..>
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"Yes, it was necessary. It was the fastest way for him to go, and I keep my word."
Alistair said, "Okay."
I wondered what THAT was all about.
(Bed time! G'night! I'm gonna' be away until Tuesday!)
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(alright... see you on Tuesday... a note for everyone else, I'm starting camp soon (day camp), only on after 6)
<Good...> I thought, and soared higher into the air, riding on a thermal. <Nothing's up, save for a brief collision on Main Street. Its safe>
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The morph wasn't nearly as gross or frightening this time. In fact, it was almost sort of cool, watching the feather patterns form on my skin and pop out.
The bird I acquired had AMAZING senses. I could see everything. I could see each individual hair on Ais's head, even from such a high perspective. And my hearing was incredible too. I could hear Edward's wings flapping over fifty feet away.
Flying was also a wonderful experience. Being able to soar high above everything, to push it all under me and break free of the chains of worry and fear, was amazing. I could do what I wanted up there. Nothing would stop me or change my mind. Then I began to think about the conversation. My anger returned.
<Necessary? If you ask me, that wasn't enough. You should have kept him and starved him--he deserved it. Sentient or not, the Yeerks are evil.> I decided to leave out the, "And I would have liked to see him suffer more," that had been playing in my mind as I spoke. I had a feeling they would grow leery of me and begin to wonder. If they thought I wanted to destroy the Yeerks simply for the pleasure of killing... They wouldn't trust me. Not that I would kill for pleasure in the first place.
(Well, see you when you get back then. I might be gone for a few days very soon... Actually, I'm not sure. My Dad is planning a camping trip, but I have no clue when we'll actually do it.)
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I soared, enjoying the breeze. <Not that I'm disagreeing with you, seeing as how I've been a slave to the Yeerks, but don't you think its kind of... you know.... harsh to say "All Yeerks are Evil" ? But I'm glad to be done with them... I'm living MY life now!> I cried exultantly, as I did a loop-di-loop in the sky.
(Camping!? thats awesome! i don't remember the last time I went camping...)
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I smiled at the reunion between Ais and Alistar. However, as I walked by the stomped Yeerks body I had to feel a little sorry for the fellow. Sure they were taking over people's bodies, and that was just wrong. However, they were just doing what they needed to survive. Still, if innocent people were being forced to be slaves to the Yeerks then they must be stop.
But what if they were voluntary and the Yeerk wasn't half bad?
If that was the case I don't know what I would do. All this philosophical stuff was making my head hurt, or maybe that was because of the morphing for the first time. Either way I had a headache. Besides, I needed to get home ASAP. I was going to tell the other good bye, but everyone was kind of off doing their own thing with Edward and Leah flying and Ais with her brother. I said a quiet "Bye everyone" and head off towards my house.
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<I suppose there is a such thing as a "nice Yeerk" however rare they may be. But what they do to people is--wrong. Disgusting.> Depriving a creature of its freedom was sick and cruel. But by refusing to help the Yeerks, were we depriving them of freedom? I shudded mentally and pushed the thought away. I couldn't start thinking like this. All Yeerks were evil. All of them. They had taken Aaron. They had taken Alistair. They had taken Edward. And they probably would have taken me, if I hadn't escaped.
I watched as Richard began to walk away. He seemed sort of seperate from the rest of the group. Cut off, almost. I was flying, Edward was flying, and Ais was walking with Alistair. All well.
I noticed the woods just below us now, and with my perfect eyes, I spotted the cave we had slept in the night before. I could sleep there again. As far as I knew, Alistair's Yeerk was the only one that knew about the caves. Alistair's Yeerk was dead.
<Edward, tell Ais I'm going to the cave, all right?> I asked in thought-speak.
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<Will do, Leah... and thanks for actually TRUSTING me> I said as I flew across town, overlooking for any trouble. <Ais? Leah is going to check out the cave that we were in last night, alright?>
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<You're welcome, goodbye!> I replied, swooping down toward the cave's opening. I thought about what he had said. About trusting him. I wasn't sure why I did. I trusted Ais, didn't I? And Richard? But Edward used to be a Controller. Even when there was no proof that he was actually free, I believed him. Ais and Edward reminded me of older siblings.
Aaron said he used to have older siblings. He said in the mornings they would be there, at the kitchen table, eating breakfast and chatting. When he came out, they teased him and made fun of him--but in a friendly, joking manner. He never did tell me why I ran away. I could make a few guesses.
Of course, it was silly of me to think of them as my older siblings. We had all only known each other for a day. Yet I was already starting to think of them as family. They were, after all, the closest I had to a family at this point in time. Don't get too attached, I mentally warned myself. I knew that nothing could last forever. All good things came to an end eventually. I wished they didn't.
As the trees began to rush up at me in a green blur, I let the bird's mind take control. If I hadn't, I would have crashed. I made a smooth, gentle landing at the mouth of the cave, quickly demorphed, and headed inside.
Everything was where it had been before. The box of food and supplies was right where we had left it. Until then, I hadn't really thought about food and water. The hunger I had shoved aside for so long returned, and I gratefully sat down and opened a peanut butter granola bar. I ate quickly, tearing off chunk after chunk and swallowing. After I finished, I grabbed the canteen of water, drank my fill, and took a piece of jerky.
I spent the rest of the evening in my sleeping bag. A mild chill hung in the air, and I had no clothing. By nightfall, I would be shivering with cold. But I would survive. I'd slept on a sidewalk during a rainstorm. I'd walked blindly through the wilderness for two days without food or water. I'd be fine.
I fell asleep eventually, the soft, whispering wind, my lullaby, the darkness falling over me like a thick, black blanket.
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Soaring over the city, I saw absolutely everything - A party in a kid's backyard, an arrest on Privet Road, a bunch of Controller's making their way towards Ais and Alistair... wait, what? <Ais, Alistair? There are a group of Controllers, about 15, making their way towards you from the north. You want me to come down and help you fight, or do you have it under control?> I asked, slowing down.
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I held a whispered conversation with my twin as we walked toward our home.
"Ali, is Edward a Controller, or can we trust him?"
"He's free, Ais. My Yeerk was REALLY upset to find him in The Big One."
"Phew. That's good. Hey, did you ACTUALLY fall in, or was it planned?"
"It was an accident. I think."
"Okay. You WANTED to be free, right?" This was the important one.
"Of course. Every time you said 'Alistair would want that', or 'Ali understands', you were spot-on."
"Thank you."
"No, sis. Thank YOU. I'd still be a slave, if you hadn't held a knife on me." He snickered softly.
I heard Edward's heads-up. In a voice loud enough for the falcon to hear, I said,
"Fifteen!? Of course, we could use the help! Hurry up and get down here, please!"
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<Alright.> I said. <I'm on my way!>
I flew down, trying to follow a seagull to make it look as if I were a real falcon. I flew into an abandoned alleyway, near where Ais and Alistair were walking, and I demorphed into my regular human form, then quickly morphed into wolf again.
I walked out into daylight, facing the Controllers. <Hey Jose> I started to say as they withdrew their Dracon beams. <Long time no see. What are you in this area of town for?> I asked
Jose, startled at the fact that a wolf was talking to him, recognized me, and grinned. None of them knew that I was free from my Yeerk.
Privately, I thought-spoke to Ais. <Ais, they still believe that I'm a Controller. I'm talking to them. Can you sneak up behind? We're right beside you>
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By the time Edward showed up, Ali and I were in our Lion and Jaguar morphs.
<I'm a jaguar. Sneaking is what I do. Ali, help Edward keep up the ruse?>
<Of course.>
Alistair stepped out from the shadows and stood next to Edward. They appeared to exchange some private conversation, and Ali gave me a nearly imperceptible signal, nodding just the tiniest bit.
I leapt on the nearest Controller, used his bleeding neck as a springboard, and landed on the one next to him. A Dracon Beam seared my ear, but the Controller was dead in the next instant. I could smell Edward and Alistair, but I couldn't tell where they were. I was too focused on disarming the third Controller.
He wasn't inclined to drop his weapon, so I took his hand with it.
"AAAUUGHHH!!"
<Well, ye' should've dropped it, ye' great eejit!>
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I turned around, and bared my teeth at Ais. <I'm not physically going to attack you, but I think that we need to let... say one person go, so Alistair's and my identity's aren't compromised, alright?> I asked, as I watched her, my eyes on her every move.
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<Ooookay? You do know that dead men tell no tales, right? But Ali says I can trust you, and I trust him, so I won't kill one or two of your buddies.>
(Sorry, but I've gotta' go to bed. G'night!)
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<Good. And I'm sorry for this.> I said, jumping forward to attack Ais, claws outstretched. While I did that, Jose and a few other people started firing Dracon beams at Ais. <GUYS! LET ME HANDLE THIS! I'M THE ONE IN MORPH!> I yelled at them, going back to my regular spot, watching her every move. Privately, I commented to Ais. <Tell me when it gets too much, alright? And I would call a friend if I were you.>
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Hi its me Elfangor ive landed got eaten then went to lorania(andalite heaven) and now i want to know what this rafians is so yea
ill join if i know how
thanks
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(Look at how you post on the first page... we'll work you in)
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(Welcome, Elfangor! Let me know if there is anything that you don't understand. We are happy to have you, if you wish to join us. Actually, we're a bit short on characters lately. Please give us a character profile, and I'll personally find a way to drag you into the action. My name is Estelore, but you may call me Es or Este, if you wish. It's a pleasure to meet you!)
<Well, it seems to me that Rich and Leah are both well beyond earshot, so I'm not sure WHAT you expect me to do, but I'm game for anything right now. Which one of these do you want left breathing?>
"Grrrrr-WWOOORRRW!"
I snarled to keep up the act.
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I considered. <I don't think you're going to like this news, but leave Jose alive... his Yeerk is Visser 14.> I said, as I swung with my paws, attempting to rake Ais across the face. <He'll be an impeccable witness.> I continued.
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<Indeed? Well, you DO realise that he will want to make utterly certain that I'm dead? First, give me enough openings to take out the others. Then, distract him, and say OPENLY to Alistair to go after me, because I am NOT hanging around to fake my own death at the end of a Dracon weapon, thank you very much. How does that sound to you?>
I dove under Edward's feet and kicked at his gut with my claws retracted. I batted his muzzle with my paws, not actually scratching.
<Yelp as though I cut you. I don't have to actually hurt YOU to make this look real, but you can't exactly retract your teeth, so watch where you put them!>
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I yelped, trying to make the battle scene look realistic enough for Visser 14. <Alright... I'll do my best to distract him.> I dodged one of Ais' paws, but then the other one came and bashed me in the face. I stumbled, and growled. <Alistair! Get her!> I yelled, trying to make it seem convincing. <Go Ais!> I said afterwards, giving her the opening she wanted.
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<Thanks.> I whispered.
I dove through the group, taking three or four guys down, hard. Alistair acted like he was trying to trip my back paws, and he knocked down three more guys and 'accidentally' gutted them as he followed. In a matter of moments, there was only one Yeerk left standing, the one that was being body-checked by the Edward/wolf. Alistair and I disappeared into the nearest alley, yowling and snarling to make it sound like I was hurt.
<Ali, go back and 'confirm' my death.>
He nodded.
<Edward!> I shouted privately, <Are you okay? Ali is coming back to say that he killed me.>
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I stumbled into Jose, and knocked him down. <Sorry, Visser> I commented, rising.
I turned around, and made like I was about to go after Ais when I saw Alistair walking towards us. He nodded (sorry), and I morphed back. "She's dead." I said to Jose. "Alistair killed her."
"Well done, Ithrik 967. Now, shall we go feed?" the Visser asked. I responded for the both of us. "Ali- Ithrik and I just got back from feeding. We were just heading home."
"Alright then, I will see you in a couple of days." The Visser said, and made his way to the Pool. I waited until I thought he was out of earshot, and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God THATS over."
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(It's okay to God-mod Alistair, as long as you don't kill him or contradict something that I've already stated. See? Easy! No worries.)
I demorphed and morphed falcon, then I flapped my way over to where the guys were standing.
<Are we ready to leave? I'm considering heading back to the caves to check on Leah, but I don't know when you guys ate last. Also, Mother will be worried about Ali and me.>
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(Assuming that this whole thing has taken 2 days and 1 night...)
I morphed into my falcon morph, and rose up to where Ais was. <I actually haven't eaten since I got rid of my Yeerk... I didn't realize how hungry I was.> I said. <Do you have food at your place?>
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Alistair cruised silently above and behind us in Great Horned Owl morph, keeping watch in the darkening sky, which only the street-lights saved from utter blackness.
<Yeah, we've got food. If you're willing to sleep on an old army cot in the basement, you can stay the night. I think that we'd be wise NOT to tell our mother about you, though. If she knew that Ali had been a Controller...I don't know. It'd be bad. We can definitely feed you, so don't worry about THAT. Our house is just behind that stand of trees.>
I made some useful small-talk as we descended.
<There is an extension of the tunnel system beneath the back yard, so you can get away quickly, if necessary. The wolf's nose can help you find your way around. I've used some crushed plants and perfumes as scent markers for navigation, due to all the time I've spent as a cat down there. Just remember that the smell of lavender leads to a dead-end, and cinnamon leads to the nearest exit. The ones that lead into the woods don't have scent markers, because the pine-scent is naturally good enough.>
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(OOC:This post is pretty much letting you all know where my character is. Really doesn't have an effect on your little plot)
I got home about ten minutes after 7:00. I walked in just as my parents had finished setting the table for dinner. They asked why I was late, but all I had to tell them was that my friends had held me a little longer than I had expected and so I had left a little before 7:00. The only response I got was "be more careful of the time, alright." from my dad. Ten minutes late wasn't that big of a deal since things such as traffic could in fact delay someone.
Sitting down for dinner I ate much slower than normal. I was too busy thinking about the fight at the zoo to concentrate on my food. It was a bit of surprise that I was still hungry after seeing that mess. While it could be argued we had to kill some in order to protect ourselves, I really think we could have just knocked them out or something. Killing them just seemed a bit to far in my mind.
"Something the matter?"
I jerked my head up when my mom asked me that. I just mumbled something about a test (which is partially true since one could say being in this group is going to test me) and recieved the standard "you'll do fine"s and "just study and relax",etc.
After dinner I decided to clear my head a little bit, so it was off to do some homework and afterwards watch some mind-numbing TV. The news was one, talking about the fight at the zoo. I turned the channel quickly before I could hear the story. I got myself comfortable, relaxed, and let it all just slip into the back of my mind. At least till tomorrow when I saw Ais and the others at school.
(OOC:Feel free to do what you want about the news story)
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I tried to remember everything that she said. <so Pine leads to woods, cinammon to a way out, and your mom shouldn't know about me. Ok. Do you think we'll find Leah?> I asked, trying to make sure that I got it all right. I was also trying to follow Ais and Alistair, as I couldn't see a thing in the dark.
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<Yes. She can handle herself, as long as she keeps her head clear. She won't just vanish on us.>
(Sorry, but I've got to go offline for awhile. Good evening.)
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(Okay, I think I can come back in now. There was a huge thunderstorm today.)
I woke with a start, jerked upright. My body was soaked with sweat, despite the cold, and my heart thudded in my chest so quickly I thought it would burst. I could feel my hands shaking. I could still hear the lion running behind me, panting wildly and excitedly, preparing to make the kill. I could still feel my legs give out underneath me as I tripped on the forest floor. I could still hear the lion's triumphant laughter as he stared down at the pathetic, cowering little girl--me.
"I am not a coward!" I had protested. But he proved me wrong, and stepped aside to reveal the mangled and nearly unrecognizable bodies that belonged to my friends. In the dream, I had abandoned them and run away when they needed my help. I had ignored their pleading cries and tried to save myself.
"Oh, god, what if they're really dead!" I shouted to myself, cupping a hand over my mouth in horror. Get a grip. It was only a dream. You're just paranoid, I mentally reassured myself. I slid back into the sleeping bag and closed my eyes. Slowly, I began to drift further and further from consciousness. The sound of voices startled me back to full awareness.
At first, I thought I had only imagined the voices. But I heard them again. And then again. I was too far away to understand what they were saying, but clearly, they were coming from deeper into the cave. I climbed out of the sleeping back and silently crept alongside the wall and into the nearest tunnel, making certain that I was on solid, stable ground before each step. I walked for at least three minutes. The further into the cave I walked, the louder the voices became.
I wasn't sure where I was walking, or better yet, why. Something was drawing me closer. An unseen force, calling to be, pulling me further and further from the mouth of the cave and deeper into the heart of the underground city. Deeper and deeper into the darkness. What the hell is wrong with you? Go back now! I continued to walk, my heart beating faster with every step I took. I could hear the voices much better now, almost well enough to understand what they were saying. I could tell that one of them was female, and the other was male.
"Ais? Edward?" I called loudly. There was no reply. What if they're Yeerks? Stupid, stupid, stupid, you have to get out of here. I forced myself to turn away and head back. I thought I wouldn't have any difficulty getting back to the cave. I was wrong. I started off in the right direction. As I walked, the voices grew quieter. But then they grew louder again, and I realized I'd walked in a circle. "How could you be so stupid?" I scolded myself, sinking down against a wall in defeat.
"Think I heard something..." My heart stopped. Someone had heard me.
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<Okay, Alistair, you go get Edward settled, either in the tunnels or the basement, as he chooses. I'm gonna' go take the heat for us.>
<Ais, don't be ridiculous.> The owl snapped.
<What, Ali?> I was puzzled.
<Ais, we've been gone for almost 3 days. It's almost nine o'clock P.M. If anyone can charm our parents, it is ME, and I can save you from getting grounded for life. YOU go settle Edward, and I'll play scapegoat.>
<You have a point. What's our story?>
<Easy. We narrowly escaped dying when the lunatic shot up the hospital, we got chased into the woods. We got lost. We found our way to the zoo just today, and the 'animal escape' had us trapped there while the cops questioned everyone. They wouldn't let us call the parents 'cause the pay phone got ripped out of the ground by the angry polar bear. We had to take a bus home, and the earliest one was at 8:30. There was a car accident on main street, and we were delayed getting home.>
<Alistair, you are the best liar I have ever met.>
<What can I say, sis? It's a gift!>
<Okay. Let's demorph, I'll hide Edward while you babble. I'll make an appearance, catch some dinner, and go check on Leah. Are we good?>
<I'm ready when you are, sis.>
<What about you, Edward? Did you catch all that?>
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<Yeah, I think so...> I landed, and demorphed. "So, I think I'll go to the tunnels... maybe I'll run into Leah." I said, hoping to see her again. "Do you think she's safe?" I asked. "The tunnels ARE attached to the Yeerk Pool..."
I thought a quick second. "Uh, guys? What about telling your parents the truth? Is there something wrong with that?"
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We finished demorphing, and I answered as soon as I had proper vocal chords.
"Mom would be crushed if she knew about Alistair and the Yeerk. Just...no. We cannot tell her the truth. We also can't give away Leah's location, since Mom doesn't know about the tunnels, or the fact that most nights I should've been sleeping, I've been spelunking down there. Not gonna' happen."
Alistair nodded in agreement.
"Let's get this show on the road. Ais, do I look suitably upset?"
"You're perfect, brother. Go save our mother's sanity."
"Yes, SIR!"
Alistair gave a theatrical salute and headed for the patio door.
Once he was inside, I opened the cellar door and started down the stairs. I turned and looked up at Edward.
"If you stay here, I'll bring you some food. I'll give you enough to take some back to Leah. The canteen'll be empty by now."
I resumed my descent and dug into our basement pantry, where we kept snacks and where I hid all my extra gear for cave-exploration. I found a half-loaf of wheat bread, two granola bars and two apples, some potato chips and cheetos, and a roll of deer sausage, the kind that stays good even if you don't keep it cold. I grabbed them and four bottles of water, shoved them into a spare backpack, and climbed back up. On the way I snatched a flashlight off the nearest shelf.
I held the bag and the flashlight out to Edward.
"There's enough food for you and Leah for tonight and the morning. Don't turn on the light until you are well underground, or someone might see you. The bag is easy enough for a wolf to carry, I think, if you are careful about it. The nearest tunnel is this way."
I picked my way down the western slope of our back yard, counting my steps in the darkness as we passed into the woods. Thirty-five...forty...there! A springy pile of pine boughs marked the door. I pulled them up to reveal a man-sized hole in the ground.
"It's a six-foot drop, but there are ledges for toe-holds. Take it slow and follow your nose. Leah should be in the tunnel that smells like pine, smoke, and ashes. If you smell lavender or cinnamon, you are going the wrong way. Any questions? I gotta' run, so talk fast."
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(I'm confused. Is this happening the morning after the day of the battle at the zoo, or the night of the day of the battle at the zoo?)
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(Night, the day of. Thus, 9 P.M. Remember, Rich just got home.)
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"Alright, I got it" I said. I morphed back into a wolf (doing that very much lately), and grabbed the bag that Ais had.
<See you later.> I said, and I made my way into the cave, trying to smell smoke.
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I spun around, fighting back panic. There was no time to morph. I could already hear their footsteps echoing throughout the tunnels. If I morphed, they would find me before I had a chance to finish. And that would make them suspicious. Was it better to simply give myself away and pretend to be innocent? No, no, they would ask questions, whoever they were. And if they were Controllers... They wouldn't need to ask questions.
I ducked down behind a tall rock jutting out of the cave floor, barely managing to squeeze myself into such a narrow space. Seconds later, I heard someone enter the tunnel. A beam of light swept over the floor, to the left, and to the right. I prayed silently that I was low enough. The light stopped at my rock. No, no, no. Dread stabbed at my stomach, and my heart stopped as I anticipated the sound of their approach. But, just as quickly as they had come, the woman left, shouting, "It was nothing. You're just paranoid!"
When I was sure she was gone, I released a sigh of relief and slid out from behind the rock. I was safe.
"So, you think.............. ...... And he would.............. ..... Pool. The back.............."
I listened carefully, catching tiny snippets of conversation. I jerked at the word "pool".
"Scent........ Human.......... Alistair..... Edward.......... Others............. Unidentified."
I didn't understand what they meant. It was obvious that they were Controllers—why else would they have mentioned Alistair and Edward? But what did scent have to do with anything? And what did they mean by “others”?
You’d better get yourself out of here before your curiosity gets you into even more trouble.
I turned around and began to head back. Maybe I would find my way. Maybe I wouldn’t. I just hoped I would before the two Controllers decided to leave.
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(Sorry for being gone for so long. Family get-togethers have obstructed my web-time.)
Edward vanished into the caves, and I shifted the brush to hide the mouth of the tunnel. As quickly as I could in the dark, I ran back to the house and snuck back in. I caught snippets of shouted conversation in the living room, followed by a sudden "Oh." of surprised understanding.
"I guess that that...changes things. I'm sorry for yelling at you, Ali. I was SOOO worried."
"It's okay, Mom."
I stepped off the stairwell and made myself visible.
"Mom, I'm sorry we weren't home, but-"
"It's okay. Alistair has explained it all. It must have been some wreck, to stop the buses running."
"Yeah. It was." I looked at Ali out of the corner of my eye, but his expression gave away nothing, it was so sincere and apologetic.
Beautiful little demon, my brother. He sure could be handy in a pinch, though.
"Hey, Mom? I'm REALLY tired. I'm gonna' go to bed now, okay?"
"Okay. Get some rest. You've had a long couple of days."
I nodded and dashed upstairs to my room, where I had stashed some snacks. I chowed down on some Cheetos, a banana, and a can of Dr. Pepper, replenishing lost energy with raw calories. Once I felt full, I turned off my light and opened my window. I morphed the owl that I'd acquired, wheeled once over the house to tell Alistair where I'd be, and disappeared into the night.
After a five-minute flight, I was above the farthest edge of the tunnel system. I landed and demorphed, remorphing to cougar. The cat was perfect for cave exploration, even more so than my original house-cat morph. I jogged to the entrance and crawled in, searching for the branch that would take me most quickly to Leah and Edward.
(Gotta' go now. Good evening.)
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My heart was pounding. I really was lost. For the past ten minutes I'd been wandering through the tunnels, trying to get as far from the voices as possible. Finally out of earshot, I had assumed I was getting closer to the cave. I soon realized that I had walked even further into the tunnel system.
Now, sitting up against the cold, rough tunnel wall, I began to ponder my situation. I was lost. I had no food or water. And I was completely alone with only three morphs, all of which were useless to me at the moment. Perfect. But, someone would find me eventually, right?
I looked ahead, wondering what direction I was facing. A sudden movement caught my attention, and I leaned forward, straining to see in the complete darkness. "Who's there?" I demanded, struggling to steady my voice. I reached out, and, surprisingly, felt soft fur brush my fingertips.
(So, this can be either Edward or Ais, since the animals they morphed have fur. Whoever posts first, I guess.)
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I took a tunnel that lead me on a fairly direct path to Leah's hideout, and I was surprised to find that she had inadvertently moved toward me.
<It's me, Ais. You're gonna' have to learn to navigate this place before you start wandering around, Leah. Grab my tail and I'll lead to to a flashlight.>
I turned so that she'd have an easy time finding my four-foot-long tail.
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I sighed with relief. "Sorry about that," I said, reached out and grabbing onto what I assumed was Ais's tail. She began to walk. I held on tightly and followed behind, trying not to fall over as I did.
"Ais, we have a Yeerk problem. Here and now," I whispered softly, wondering why had waited to tell her.
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<What?! In the tunnels?! Oh, mind your step right...here.>
I opened my senses, and I could smell Leah behind me, but off to the far left...someone else. Not a familiar smell. I could also distantly smell a wolf. Edward, either recently, or from the last time we were here. I called to him as loudly as I could, without letting the strangers hear.
<Edward, there are Controllers down here. Watch out!>
I carefully guided Leah down a side tunnel, and my dream returned to me in a rush.
<Leah, do you remember that huge cavern? The Big One where we first ran into Alistair? I think that it is time to go back there. Now. There may...there will be a fight, I believe. If you want to bail, tell me now, and I'll get you out of here.>
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I had followed the scent of pine and smoke, just like Ais had told me to, and I stumbled upon the room I noticed earlier... empty. I softly whined a bit, and started sniffing, seeing if I could find Leah's scent. The main smell, other than the aforementioned ones, wasn't Leahs, but it was a smell that I knew well... the smell of a Kandrona Pool. All thoughts fled, and I walked towards the smell, hoping that Leah and Ais haven't been captured yet.
I heard Ais' response, but I wasn't sure whether or not she had been made a Controller yet. <Are you serious!? That sucks! Where are you headed?> I asked, not knowing what else to do.
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<Edward! Good, you're here! I'm headed for the Big One, that gigantic cavern. Do you remember it? That is, if Leah agrees to come along. Otherwise, I'm getting her safely out of here.>
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<Yeah, I remember it.> I said, wary of my thoughts. <I'm headed there right now. What's going on with the Yeerks?>
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"I'm going with you," I said firmly. "But... Wait. Guys? I think they'll be expecting us. And I think I know why."
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<Why? Oh, by the by, when you enter the cavern...watch out for falling objects. Also, please DON'T ask my why. Just watch out.>
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I decided to ignore the last thing she said, and skip straight to the explanation, the conclusion I had come to while running in circles.
I sighed and began. "I woke up not to long ago and thought I heard voices, so I headed toward them. I got lost, and eventually, one of the Controllers heard me. I hid behind a rock while she came looking for me. Then, she went back to what she was doing before. I managed to catch a few pieces of her conversation with another Controller. She mentioned scent. Human scent. And she mentioned Alistair and Edward. If I'm right, many animals have a great sense of smell, and they can easily recognize familiar scents. So, it would make sense for her to mention Edward and Alistair. But she also mentioned "others". I think she meant us."
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I decided to ignore the last thing she said, and skip straight to the explanation, the conclusion I had come to while running in circles.
I sighed and began. "I woke up not to long ago and thought I heard voices, so I headed toward them. I got lost, and eventually, one of the Controllers heard me. I hid behind a rock while she came looking for me. Then, she went back to what she was doing before. I managed to catch a few pieces of her conversation with another Controller. She mentioned scent. Human scent. And she mentioned Alistair and Edward. If I'm right, many animals have a great sense of smell, and they can easily recognize familiar scents. So, it would make sense for her to mention Edward and Alistair. But she also mentioned "others". I think she meant us."
(I don't know about anyone else... but I'm lost...)
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(The Controllers recognise your smell. They DON'T recognise Leah and Ais' smell.)
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A thought suddenly occurred to me. "Why do we need to go back to the cavern? We were there just this morning. And as far as I know, there are only two Controllers. Right?"
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<Well, I'm not sure what you're getting at, but I've got a bit of a plan dreamed up. You see, the Big One is located underneath part of the Yeerk Pool Complex, based on what Alistair confirmed for me when he fell through the ceiling of the tunnel. If more Yeerks find out about the tunnels, it will be a matter of days, maybe even hours, before they track our scents down and capture us, including my entire family. I simply cannot allow that. However, I know these tunnels like nobody on this planet, and I think that we can trick those Controllers into going where we want them...like herding sheep, but through a maze and in the dark. If we can corner them in The Big One, which only has limited exits, most of them cat-sized...we can get rid of them or de-infest them. There is enough room to morph and fight in there, so Leah would still be able to function as a bear, if she wanted.>
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Name: Muntonq Vylopnu
Allias: Montana
Age Apperance and Actual: 23, 6742
Species: Flossian (Flossians are a race that has died out and Muntonq is the last of his species. Flossians are a unique species able to whenever they are about to die to regenerate in to a slightly different individual but unless administered to by another Flossian quickly lose most of their knowledge including their memories. Languages and basic bodily usability knowledge are retained. However their ability's make them tough to eliminate they can be killed through various means including viruses, other infections and Various advanced technolodgies they also have a limit of 15 regenerations before their DNA becomes to corrput to be able to facilitate them to regenerate)
Physical Description: about 6'. Appears to be an average human male except in battle he has ability to extrude blades in areas similar to a Hork-Bajir blade locations (the wrists, the elbows, shoulders, knees, and back of the calves), and claws from his fingers. He has Blond hair, Blue Eyes, broad shoulders, and his muscles are well defined. He does need to eat as he gains energy from the sun through a process similar to photosynthesis he is able to extract nutrients from air and water. He also has the ability to breath in water for short periods( ~10 minutes) of time and is a very proficient swimmer. Montanta also only has 4 left of those 15 left so he has to be more careful or else he will be gone for good.
Morphs: none, for some reason it is incompatible with his DNA (Unknown to him is that his DNA is Hextuple Helix which more advanced than anything even the Andalites have even seen, even the Chee are oblivious to this who he has had some association with since his arrival)
Personality: Rather grough when he is first met but warms up quickly to others. He is also rather a loner and prefers to do things on his own.
History: Born many centuries ago all he knows about himself is contained on a recorder that he keeps hanging around his neck(the full content will be revealed later). He was born in the Tollothian galaxy migrated to the milky way galaxy after his species was destroyed where he crashed on earth in the year 2400 in what is now known as Estonia and has wandered around the earth since then. He works where he can when he can and has a knack for baking. Has a HarleyDavidson VRSCA V-Rod. In his past live he has collected a large sum (several hundred million dollars) of money that he mostly lives off of. But he also doesn't flont his money around in other faces because he doesn't want to become fully known and be watched form every corner and angle and not be able to have a life and so no one knows this.
Current Occupation: None
(If this is unacceptable please tell me an I will change it. Also I haven't finished reading through the thread yet so I am not up to speed on the story so go ahead and finish the current mission and I will get a story ready to introduce him to every one.)
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:o :wow: Ummmn... okay... this was NOT exactly what I was expecting, but I think that we MIGHT be able to do something with it. Just let me clear up a few things with you, Lost (care if I call you that? I am Este).
1. As per the rules that I've already defined for this game, your character does NOT know any of the original Animorphs. He never met them, he has never run into them, even accidentally. If you don't like that, you can find another RPG, 'cause your character has officially become cliche of the worst kind.
2. You are going to have to give this guy some SERIOUS limitations. If he is going to be a living super-weapon, he has to have an Achilles' Heel. Period. If he is less powerful than he seems, he doesn't have to be quite so limited.
3. If you start to write this character as something freakishly powerful, indestructible, and able to outwit the cleverest enemy, I WILL tell you to please cut him down a peg. Be warned, I don't like Mary-Sue types in my stories, and I am very serious about sticking to the rules of a story's universe.
Aside from all this, you are most welcome to join us! I hope that you enjoy your time in RAF, Lost.
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:o :wow: Ummmn... okay... this was NOT exactly what I was expecting, but I think that we MIGHT be able to do something with it. Just let me clear up a few things with you, Lost (care if I call you that? I am Este).
1. As per the rules that I've already defined for this game, your character does NOT know any of the original Animorphs. He never met them, he has never run into them, even accidentally. If you don't like that, you can find another RPG, 'cause your character has officially become cliche of the worst kind.
2. You are going to have to give this guy some SERIOUS limitations. If he is going to be a living super-weapon, he has to have an Achilles' Heel. Period. If he is less powerful than he seems, he doesn't have to be quite so limited.
3. If you start to write this character as something freakishly powerful, indestructible, and able to outwit the cleverest enemy, I WILL tell you to please cut him down a peg. Be warned, I don't like Mary-Sue types in my stories, and I am very serious about sticking to the rules of a story's universe.
Aside from all this, you are most welcome to join us! I hope that you enjoy your time in RAF, Lost.
Yes I know he seems powerful and I am working about ways to restrict it more, for instance the money I am going to put something in that he gives most of it away to a charity or something like that. And I wanted him to have some ability's that would make him worth something(the blades and the breathing under water). I also have yet to mention that he is very reckless(I mean he normally only goes a month without dieing). But I also wanted to have subplots that could develop around him trying to find out about his past lives so some time he will be off in his own world away from every else. I was also thinking of having him maybe get infected by a yeerk and them having his regenerating ability turned off. also when he does regenerate he become more like the nearest person, so if he regenerates in the presence of a yeerk he may be come evil. Like I said in the profile he has had contact with the chee, but he has had no contact with the original animorphs having been in china during that time.
I am also looking at every thing and deciding what really needs to be included to limit his abilitys.
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Okay. Hmmmn. That could be interesting. Just don't get too big for yer britches, okay? It's nice to meet you.
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Okay. Hmmmn. That could be interesting. Just don't get too big for yer britches, okay? It's nice to meet you.
I added in a limit to his lives that he is really near to too so that will effect is abilitys quite abit.
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That's a good start. I'd suggest (if you aren't too averse to it) that every time he regenerates, he loses something of his original power, along with memory. For instance, if he once could toss a mack truck, and he dies, he can only toss a VW Beetle, now. See what I mean?
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That's a good start. I'd suggest (if you aren't too averse to it) that every time he regenerates, he loses something of his original power, along with memory. For instance, if he once could toss a mack truck, and he dies, he can only toss a VW Beetle, now. See what I mean?
Well the only things he has that are unusual (besides the regeneration) are the blades and the breathing underwater average human male that works out strength speed stamina and all that. Oh and the money but like I said before he was going to give it to charity (as well as leaving a sum of money for each of the others in a secret accounts in case he dies forever)
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Ah, well. That's a bit more workable, then. Coolness.
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Ah, well. That's a bit more workable, then. Coolness.
I went in and changed it from 200 regenerations to 15 that seems more reasonable and now he wont have to be so reckless. oh and he will regenerate just as they meet him.
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Ahhkay. Well, now that it is all settled, have you any questions?
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Ahhkay. Well, now that it is all settled, have you any questions?
not right now I just started page 20 so once I finish them I may have some
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Okay. I'm here if you need me.
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Okay. I'm here if you need me.
This actually is a perfect place for Montana to jump so here it goes......
Montana had finally found his way in to the Yeerk pool room. It had taken him 4 hours of searching to find his way through the tunnels to a suitable entrance to the pool room. The entrance was perched right over the cages that the hosts were contained in, and just a few feet over from one of the main floor entrance an almost perfect location for his escape.
He surveyed the the guards, Two human and one Hork-Bajir, to the right of the cages and a couple more spread around the the perimeter of the room. He slow crept to the other side of the opening to see if there were any he had missed. "None, that makes this allot easier." He crouched and extended his wrist blades when 4 of the guards, all human, that had been spread around the room ran out the entrance.
"Well I better finish this before they get back," He said to himself. he crouched again and jumped down and landed on top of the cages and immediatley jumped down the rest of the way and sliced the Hork-Bajir before he could turn around. Luckily the the human controllers weren't much faster than the Hork-Bajir one, and he easily dispatched of them taking the keys from one. He then went up to one of the cages and tried several keys before he found the right one and released the people in there. "Run, hurry they will be back soon!"
He moved up to the other cage and saw that it was empty, so he quickly followed the others.
((OCC: there no more god-moding))
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OOOooookay, Lost? That was going WAAAY too far. Big time. Any God-modding is too much God-modding, and you just took it to a whole new level.
1. Copy-paste your post someplace, and save it, so you don't have to re-type it, then please delete it, 'cause we aren't even in that part of the caves yet.
2. Leah has a polar bear morph, not a grizzly, and I am a cougar right now, NOT a jaguar. I have no intention of demorphing and remorphing in the middle of a tense situation.
3. There are (so far) only 2 Controllers in the caves, and the caves themselves are UNDER the pool complex, NOT INSIDE IT. If you find your way into those tunnels, it is because you FELL in, kapeesh?
I am rather irritated, but I am not actually angry with you, so please do not take it that way, but you need to understand this:
If we haven't SAID that we've done something or gone somewhere, then it HAS NOT HAPPENED YET, and it MAY NOT HAPPEN. You can't do stuff like this and call it RPG. It's like trying to turn us into your own fan-fiction, where you have all the power.
Sorry, man, but it doesn't work that way around here. I know that the others haven't posted yet, but you've got to be patient and let them post. You cannot tell us what we do, just like we can't tell you what to say or do (beyond the rules of the thing, which limit us as much as they limit you).
Please do not take this the wrong way, but have you ever RP'ed before?
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OOOooookay, Lost? That was going WAAAY too far. Big time. Any God-modding is too much God-modding, and you just took it to a whole new level.
1. Copy-paste your post someplace, and save it, so you don't have to re-type it, then please delete it, 'cause we aren't even in that part of the caves yet.
2. Leah has a polar bear morph, not a grizzly, and I am a cougar right now, NOT a jaguar. I have no intention of demorphing and remorphing in the middle of a tense situation.
3. There are (so far) only 2 Controllers in the caves, and the caves themselves are UNDER the pool complex, NOT INSIDE IT. If you find your way into those tunnels, it is because you FELL in, kapeesh?
I am rather irritated, but I am not actually angry with you, so please do not take it that way, but you need to understand this:
If we haven't SAID that we've done something or gone somewhere, then it HAS NOT HAPPENED YET, and it MAY NOT HAPPEN. You can't do stuff like this and call it RPG. It's like trying to turn us into your own fan-fiction, where you have all the power.
Sorry, man, but it doesn't work that way around here. I know that the others haven't posted yet, but you've got to be patient and let them post. You cannot tell us what we do, just like we can't tell you what to say or do (beyond the rules of the thing, which limit us as much as they limit you).
Please do not take this the wrong way, but have you ever RP'ed before?
I took out the part that was god modded up until he started leading th people out.
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Thanks. That is a LOT better!! ;D
By the way, if you feel like falling through the cave ceiling of The Big One, you CAN. Just don't EXPECT us to be there when you do, unless we say that we are there.
Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it before long. I'm sure of it. :)
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Thanks. That is a LOT better!! ;D
By the way, if you feel like falling through the cave ceiling of The Big One, you CAN. Just don't EXPECT us to be there when you do, unless we say that we are there.
Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it before long. I'm sure of it. :)
Well now I kind of want to have him fall in on the action so once you guys have some action going I will get in there.
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Sounds great, but we need one of the others to post first.
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(Ooooooookaaaayy... This is a little confusing.)
"So, what's the plan, Ais? Are we just going to give our location to the two Controllers and lure them into The Big One?" I asked, my fear growing. The fact that Ais had offered to take me away from this place made me realize that when she said, "There will be a fight," she was dead serious. I wasn't sure if I was ready after all. But I knew the lion, the one that killed my friends and chased me down, would be waiting for us in The Big One. And it was my responsibility to stay and fight, no matter what.
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<Well, I was thinking of using some scare-tactics on them. These caves have amazingly reflective walls...that is, they echo a LOT, if you make enough noise in the right tunnel. I think that if we position ourselves at strategic spots, we can trick them into running right into The Big One. They'll think that one of us is right behind them, and another is cornering them from the side, and...if you are up to it, Leah, YOU would actually be INSIDE The Big One, waiting for them as a bear. Edward and I would move in on them and block their exits. What do you guys think?>
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Montana had just finished with escorting the former hosts to safety. When he decide he had better take care of the rest of the guards. So he was now frantically trying to find his way back to the Yeerk pool, without much luck. He was getting ready give up when he started hearing sounds down one of the tunnels to his right. Montana started jogging down the tunnel to wind out where the sounds were coming from when he tripped and fell unconscious.....
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"I like it," I said, trying to avoid tripping over a large stone. We were almost there now. I felt my fingers brush against a thin piece of string--just like I had earlier that morning. "I--" I was interrupted by a sudden crash from the tunnel to our left. I stopped walking. "Guys, what was that? I can't see."
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I was walking along the tunnels, and suddenly, I saw a large cage come falling down about 5 meters away from me. <Did you guys do that?!> I asked quickly, wanting to figure out this situation as fast as possible
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<It wasn't me, and I didn't see Leah do anything. I have a feeling that things are about to get pretty hairy, so we need to be ready. Leah, there should be a piece of yarn strung through this tunnel, at about your waist-level. If you lose us, you can follow it to get to The Big One or to the cave where you stayed the night. Edward, you can find The Big One by smell, because none of the other caves smell like it does: french fries, blood, and some strange mixture of chemicals, probably Yeerk-related. It's unmistakable. Remember, the smell of lavender ALWAYS leads to a dead end. You guys can wait here for me, or you can keep going, but I'm going to go check out the source of that noise. I'll keep tabs with you in thought-speak.>
I turned down the tunnel from which I'd heard the sound of something falling.
(Okay, Lost. If you want me to find you now, make sure that you indicate as much. Example: maybe you felt the presence of a large animal, or you felt something furry touch your skin. If you DON'T want me to find you, and you want to jump into the action in the main cave, then say perhaps that you felt that something was following you, and you moved swiftly and silently down the tunnel to avoid it. You could then go roundabout to get back into the action. It's your call.)
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"Yeah, I feel the string," I said, grabbing hold of it. "I think I'm going straight to The Big One, in case you have trouble. If anyone comes in there with me, and it isn't one of you guys, I can take care of them. Down here, there isn't enough room to morph," I said. Taking one cautious step at a time, making certain that I had a strong grip on the string, I made my way further into the tunnel. Eventually, I came to a fork. Following the string, I headed left, stopped abruptly, and turned right.
And there I was. I was in The Big One. Unlike earlier that morning, there was no light at all what so ever. I stumbled forward and climbed into a particularly steep dip in the earth. There. I was in. "Now what?" I whispered silently to myself. You wait.
I'm not sure which is worse: waiting for the battle, or the battle itself. I was too nervous to try to guess how long I had been there as I morphed polar bear. It didn't matter, anyway. The fight was sure to start before I reached the two-hour limit.
Now in morph, I had a better sense of smell. The only scent I recognized, though, was the smell of blood. The others were completely unfamiliar.
The sound of footsteps from the nearest tunnel startled me back to full awareness. I spun around, expecting to see a human Controller. It wasn't a human Controller, that I was sure of. In the darkness, I saw what appeared to be a bladed, reptillian creature. If I had been human, I would have run away immediately. The creature was at least seven feet tall.
<Guys? There's a Controller in here, I think. But it definitely isn't human.>
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<Is it like a big centipede, or like a lizard with blades?> I hollered at her, while looking for whatever made that weird sound.
(Going offline for a while. See ya'.)
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<Lizard with blades,> I replied, a little too quietly. <Do I attack?>
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Montana had just turned down the next tunnel when the floor gave way beneath him. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha," He screamed as he fell 50 feet down in to the Middle of a large cavern and land with loud thud. Thankfully he was ready and rolled, to lessen the impact, so he wouldn't break any bones.
"Just like the Yeerks to build a pool right over an existing cavern," he fumed, then he realized that the Yeerks might be able to hear him, so he quickly shut up. Now thoroughly lost he decided to head off to find away out.
Monatana had only gone about 20 yards when he heard some thing in his head <What..Centipede..Bl ades>, but couldn't quite understand what was being said. So he headed off at a quicker pace to find out what it was he had heard.
(OCC:What are we beleiving happened to "The One" after they found him drifting in space possesing Ax. Also you guys go ahead and start some action I am kind of stalling for artistic purposes.)
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(Well, The One hasn't really been a part of this RPG, so anything goes, really. Please don't claim to BE him, though. That would be a bit Mary-Sue-ish.)
<Well, Leah, the bladed lizard types are called Hork-Bajir. They are generally very dangerous as Controllers, but their non-Controller personalities are usually very peaceful. They have terrible night-vision, but their hearing and sense of smell are excellent. I suggest that you ask him first what he is doing here. If the answer sounds even remotely intelligent, he's a Controller. Maybe wait until we get there to cover you, since they don't usually travel alone, but it's your call. Be careful.>
(Must go offline again for awhile. Bye.)
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(Well, The One hasn't really been a part of this RPG, so anything goes, really. Please don't claim to BE him, though. That would be a bit Mary-Sue-ish.)
OCC: No I was thinking about a major villan that we could put in and here was one that already existed in the Animorphs universe, but if you guys have another I dea that would be great.
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I followed my nose, trying to find out where the cave was. I caught the scent of it.
<Wait, WHAT!? a Hork-Bajir!? Leah, don't attack until I get there, please. Just... stay hidden if possible. Morph into your polar bear morph, and if it attacks, STAY AWAY FROM THE BLADES! I'll be there soon.> I said, starting to run.
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I heard Edward's frantic thought-speak in my head.
<I'm going to find out whether he's a Controller or not, first. That shouldn't be too hard, I replied.
<What are you doing here?> I demanded. The Hork-Bajir did not speak. He did, however, reach down and pull a small dracon beam from a weapon holster.
<He is definitely a Controller.>
Suddenly, three more stepped out of the tunnel behind him.
<He has friends.>
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<Wow... that was brilliant.> I commented, sarcastically. I saw the Big Cave in front of me, and I started running. (sorry this was a quick one)
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I could hear Edward getting closer. Apparently, the Hork-Bajir did too. One of them split off from the small group and began to walk toward the source of the noise. <Edward, watch out. They're coming.>
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Montana:
The Hork-Bajir were just standing there doing nothing. Montana though, "Come on, do some thing, some of you break off, Then I'll come and take care of the other......"
Tssewww. Montana quickly ducked around the corner of the opening to escape the firing, and then her realized they weren't firing at him. Peeking around the corner he to see what was going on, he saw the Hork-Bajir concentrating their fire at the first bend on the other tunnel.
(OCC: I am going to go and take the story so far and put it together in a single file and annotate who is speaking at what time. If any one wants to modify something of theirs go back and do it soon)
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(what do you mean, put it in a single file? ???)
I emerged from the tunnel, glaring at the Hork-Bajir. <Ok, thanks for the warning.> I told Leah. Yeesh... you go for an art history degree, and look what you end up doing. I thought to myself, without humour, as I prepared to attack.
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(what do you mean, put it in a single file? ???)
(OCC: I mean taking it and putting it together so you can read it straight through with out having to have all the extra space in between like it is on here.)
Montana:
As Montana was peering out from around the corner he glimpsed what looked to be a Wolf that said, "Ok, thanks for the warning" but it was in his head and was similar to what he had heard before.
(Edit: Sorry I went back to check and I thought he said he was going polar bear but I was just getting it al mixxed up in my head anyway.)
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(what do you mean, put it in a single file? ???)
Montana:
As Montana was peering out from around the corner he glimpsed what looked to be a polar bear that said, "Ok, thanks for the warning" but it was in his head and was similar to what he had heard before.
((Um.... the polar bear is Leah... Edward is the wolf))
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(You can't tell where thought-speak comes from. Actually, the thing with The One would be VERY convenient, considering the plot-twist that I was setting up...it's a Helluva lot easier than dragging the Ellimist into this, and it gives more possibilities. Coolish. Let's just say that, after this fight, things are going to get interesting...IF YOU SURVIVE. ;))
<Okay, I can't find whatever it was. I'm heading back to you guys to help. Remember: if they can hear you, they don't NEED to see you. Fight quietly!>
I crept slowly up to the entrance to The Big One, and I could see a large white form in the distance. Leah.
<I'm across from you, behind the Hork-Bajir. If you distract them, I can take down one from behind.>
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Montana:
Montana Looked over to his left, to see if he could see if there was ladge or something he could climb on to, when he saw a cougar lurking in the entrance to one of the other tunnels to his side.
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<Hey look! A distraction!> I said, hoping it would work.
I paced the floor, and bared my fangs at the Hork-Bajir. He held up his Dracon Beam, and fired at me. I dodged, but it burnt some of my fur off. I growled in response, and attacked, claws out and fangs ready to attack.
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(Here's my moment of comic relief: this can be a person, a cave-in, a Hork-Bajir [provided that he doesn't KILL me]. Whatever. Montana can do this, if he likes.)
I crouched, preparing to leap. One perfectly timed, perfectly executed strike, and-
I leapt.
Then, something struck the back of my head, and everything went black.
REMEMBER
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Montana:
Montana was looking over at the cougar when he saw it jump and get hit on the head by Taxxon trying to get down to be with the other Hork-Bajir controllers. "Taxxons, I thought they had all died!" He said, maybe a little to loudly.
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REMEMBER. WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN, AFTER. IF YOU LIVE, WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN. REMEMBER.
Oh, Hell! You again? WHO ARE YOU?!
REMEMBER.
"...all died!"
"YWOORRWW!!!" The cougar did NOT like being knocked cold, and neither did I.
<Sheesh! This is like a bad play of Hamlet! All this 'remember' business. You'd think that it was Old King Hamlet's ghost, or something! What did I miss?>
Before they could answer, a Taxxon barrelled into my side. I flipped and gashed my claws up at it, and it popped like a zip-lock bag full of snot-green Jell-O. Gross.
<Leah! Edward! Are you okay?!>
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I saw the gigantic centipede fall from a hole in the ceiling. It fell from the celing, knocking Ais to the ground beside it. She didn't stand up. She was unconscious. <No! Damn it, that's it!> I shouted, not caring if my thought-speak was public or not.
"Taxxons, I thought they had all died!" I heard someone shout. Ais suddenly leaped up from the floor and dug her claws into the "Taxxon's" side. The Taxxon exploded, green blood and guts spilling everywhere.
I lunged forward and tackled the nearest Hork-Bajir to the ground. It had been too distracted to notice. Before it could stand again, I clamped my jaws over it's neck and pulled back, muscle and tendon entangled in my teeth. Blood instantly flooded my mouth. The Hork-Bajir let out a loud shriek of shock and pain.
Tseeew! The Hork-Bajir behind me fired. I jerked insinctively, feeling the heat of the beam singe the fur on my back. There was a mild, stinging pain--but I hadn't been badly injured. I spun around to see eight more Hork-Bajir.
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<We're outnumbered. We need to get smart about this. Leah, you have the best shot at all of them. Edward, use the wolf's brain. Find the ones that separate from the others, and pick them off from their blind-spots. I'll act as rear-guard for Leah, so that they only come at her in ones and twos. If you get hurt, take a side tunnel, demorph, and re-morph. Do not, repeat, do NOT stay in this fight if you can't stay on your feet! Injuries will make you a liability, and the others can get hurt protecting you. Are we agreed, or does anyone have a better idea?>
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Montana
The polar bear lunged at the nearest Hork-Bajir toppling it over. Tseeew, more dracon fire.
"Well I guess it's time to get in!" he said to himself as he ran over to the nearest Hork-Bajir and sliced at it's head taking it off in two clean swipes. He then ran over to the 4 that had just run up and sliced the hands holding the dracon beams. Thankfully Hork-Bajir ar clumsy with them.
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Suddenly, some weird dude...like a hybrid of a man and a Hork-Bajir...ran up and started taking the big lizards apart!
<Whoa! Dude, who are you? Are you with us? 'Cause we can REALLY use the help, if you catch my drift.>
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Montana:
<Whoa! Dude, who are you? Are you with us? 'Cause we can REALLY use the help, if you catch my drift.>
There it was again, the voice in his head. "Voice who ever you are," He called out, "Just stay back I'll take care of these gu...." Montana was hit in the base of his neck with a dracon fire.
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<Voice? Oh, right. Thought-speak. HEY!! Are you okay, man? Hey! Say something, if you're alive!>
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The strange man was down. A dracon beam had sliced right through the base of his neck. He hit the ground with a thud. I couldn't help but feel concerned for him. He had tried to help. And now he would certainly die. <Are you all right?> I asked anyway. A Hork-Bajir suddenly barrelled into my from the side. I stumbled, turned around, and swiped my paw at the creature's head. It fell backward, but quickly stood again. What an idiot.
I rammed into the Hork-Bajir. This time, he didn't get up.
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A Taxxon slithered out of nowhere, and I gutted him like the last one, while he was distracted by the carnage lying around.
<Yeesh! Where are these things coming from?> I ran over to the strange guy's side. I nudged him, and I listened for breathing, but I couldn't tell over all the noise.
<Hey, man, come one. Don't die on us. We just met you!>
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Too concerned with the Hork-Bajir fighting with me, I hardly registered the new... man? dying. I snarled, and the wolf took over, snarling and ripping at Hork-Bajir flesh. A question arose in my mind, and after killing the Hork-Bajir I was fighting, I looked up towards the hole in the ceiling.. <Uh, Ais, Leah? We're kind of in a giant cage...> I commented, trying to hold my fear back.
(would that be a godmod?)
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Montana:
Montana had just been shot and fallen to the ground, when it started.....
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(Only if there is absolutely no way out, in which case the story is over, anyway. It COULD be that only you are caged, or there is just a cage ABOVE us, but not around us. Who knows? ;))
<Worry about it later. Fight Controllers now!> I knew that there wasn't any time to help the strange guy, and he'd be dead anyway, if we lost, so I returned to the action...
to find myself surrounded by three Hork-Bajir. Great.
I faked a move toward the farthest one, then dove past him as he moved to intercept me. He gashed my spine, but I managed to take his legs out from under him. In a flash, I had him by the windpipe. I tore it out and turned back to the other two, watching them from five yards away.
<Do you REALLY want to mess with me, fella'?> I asked the one in front of me. He lunged at me, and I flipped to my back, kicking and slashing, using his momentum to send him flying backward over my head.
<WRONG ANSWER!! What about you, Yeerk?>
Something clocked me from behind, leaving me dizzy. The Hork-Bajir was moving to slash me, and I barely missed getting my head taken off. I leapt away with a nasty hole in my shoulder. Well, that paw would be useless until I could demorph. Phooey. And ouch.
<Leah and Edward! Are you guys okay?>
(Bedtime for Esty. G'night, all!)
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<I'm fine,> I replied, removing my jaws from a Hork-Bajir's throat. <Gah, where do they keep coming from?> I said to no one in particular. By now, my fur was stained and dark. One of the Hork-Bajir had left a gash in my left leg, yet I hadn't noticed it till just then. All well. It wasn't bad, and I needed to fight.
A Hork-Bajir entered from the tunnel to my left and tried to shoot me. Tseeeew! The beam sizzled past. <Bad aim,> I said, clamping my teeth into his arm, shaking it, and tearing it from the socket. As I did so, the Hork-Bajir slammed it's wrist blade onto my head. I felt it pierce my flesh and howled in pain, stepping back. Luckily, it had only been the side of the blade. I would live.
I'm not sure how many Hork-Bajir I fought after that. I eventually lost count, slipping into an easy routine, a rhythm, almost. Lunge. Swipe. Fight. Kill.
Then came the Hork-Bajir with the darts...
Three Hork-Bajir with larger weapons entered the cavern. One of them came for me.
The Hork-Bajir aimed his weapon carefully, keeping his eyes on me. He fired before I could attack. I expected to feel the fiery burn of a dracon beam, or the searing pain of a bullet, but instead, I felt only a mild stinging sensation. I looked down to see a small and thin black dart embedded in my fur. When I looked up, the Hork-Bajir began to grow, larger and larger, until it had doubled in size.
But I was still a polar bear. I could take him. I lunged forward and swiped my massive paws at the Hork-Bajir’s legs in an attempt to knock it to the ground. The Hork-Bajir lifted me by my left leg and tossed me aside like a toy. I hit the stone wall with a hard thud. Sparks began to fly from the rock beside me, so I quickly scooted away, in case it caught fire.
Why couldn’t I knock him down? I asked myself. It didn’t make any sense. Shouldn’t my attack have at least caused him to stumble backward? I glanced down. It took me a moment to realize that I was staring at a pair of small, human hands. Not paws. I grabbed the small, black dart and pulled it from my skin. Realization dawned on me.
“Ais! Edward! Other man whoever you are. Watch a out! The uh, the darts! The darts of the morphing of demorphing… The—the darts you might go out of… Morph!” I shouted. Red began to cloud my vision. Sparks of light appeared from nowhere, dancing and springing through the air. Then, the world went dark.
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Montana:
It was a glorius sight, one of the seven wonders of the known universe, a Flossian in the midst of a regeneration. A giant flame erupted from his back and extended out until it encompased about 3 feet around his body. Sparks erupted like fire crackers, flying dozens of feet away from his body.
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((sorry for away from web, work's been a pain. Oh and having the One is great IMO because you have the One vs the Man. ))
I felt the voice of the One, echoing down the caves to its recipient.
REMEMBER. WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN, AFTER. IF YOU LIVE, WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN. REMEMBER.
REMEMBER.
"One" I thought. "Why do you seek to intrude? What do you benefit from this? But never mind.........I have found those who will lead to your destruction. And my ascension."
I saw the alien lifeform erupt into sparks. Impressive, much like a mythical Phoenix. They needed to be informed about this new threat. However, battle is beautiful. I will wait for them to finish.
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(I'm sorry, but I must leave for a week, beginning tomorrow. Feel free to continue the action, if you can do so without God-modding me. If you choose to leave the caves, just act as though I went back home. If you stay inside the caves, act as though I'm still there. Thanks. I'll miss you guys! Bye 'til Saturday-ish!)
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(All right. See you when you get back, then. As for me... I've been having some technical difficulties. Actually, my computer just needs a defrag. But, my Dad is considering taking it out to get the hard drive cloned. If he does, I won't be on for a few days. Well, maybe. I'm not sure. Anyway, see you when you get back Este, and if I suddenly go missing, the rest of you know why. So, let's get this going again. I'll try my best to do so without god-modding. Sorry for the long post if you aren't in the mood to read a lot, btw. I seriously need to write.)
I felt myself regain consciousness, but did not open my eyes. My entire body ached and throbbed. "Whadda crazy dream," I mumbled, and opened my eyes. Blinded by an overhead light, I immediately closed them. Where was I? As far as I remembered, the cave didn't have lights. Then a thought occurred to me. Maybe I hadn't been dreaming.
I opened my eyes again and began to observe my surroundings. I was lying flat on my back on a hard, smooth surface. Straps held every joint of my body in place. The room I was in was small with bare concrete walls and a wooden door at the front.
Oh, god, you've been captured. Panic started to build inside of me. I tried to turn my head to the side, but the strap was too strong, too tight. I could barely breathe. So I began to morph polar bear.
The morph was surprisingly difficult, and took longer than I expected it to. I spent three minutes concentrating on the polar bear, only to find that a thin layer of white fur had sprouted from my skin. Over time, my coat grew thicker. Then, my hands and feet transformed into paws. I heard a series of sickening cracks and snaps as my bones shifted and changed within my body. My face bulged outward. My sense of smell improved. And, finally, when all of the other changes had taken place, I began to grow. The straps became uncomfortably tight. Tighter and tighter, until it was so much that I thought I would burst before the straps broke. When the pain seemed too much, one of them finally snapped. Then, another, and another after that, until I was completely free. The entire morph had taken fifteen minutes.
I pushed myself off of the hard table and onto the carpeted floor. Beside one leg of the table was a bucket filled with gray-green liquid. Something moved under the surface. I didn't need to look closer to guess what it was. I mentally shuddered, imagining what could have happened if I hadn't awoken and morphed in time.
Angrily, I bent low and reached my face into the bucket, taking the squirming slug in my mouth and crushing it with my teeth. Now that that’s taken care of, you need to find out where you are.
I was about to walk to the door, when something lying up against the back wall caught my attention. It was a small, metal box. Nothing of importance to me. But, as usual, my curiosity got the better of me. I walked over to the box and lifted the lid with my nose. Inside were several gun-like weapons—dracon beams.
I immediately thought of the battle. Fear pulled at my heart. <Ais? Edward?> I called in thought-speak. <Are you all right? Can you hear me? Where are you?>
(So, obviously a lot has happened since the battle. Again, I'm trying to do this without god-modding anyone. I guess Leah was carried off by the Yeerks, I don't know. Some of you may have separated. Whatever makes the most sense to you guys.)
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(wow... huge post... I can't write that much... I don't have much time.. but I must move the post onwards!)
I lay in a cage, completely unconscious and oblivious to the world. Fortunately, I had morphed back - or was forced to morph back - some time after the battle. I was in a heap at the bottom of the cage, and softly I growled as an exhale.
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(Alrighty then! :P)
No reply. Silence. Deafening silence. My panic was growing. I began to pace the room, going over all possibilities. Most likely, they were too far away to hear me. They were probably fine. I had absolutely nothing to worry about. <Ais! Edward!> I called again, silently praying one of them would reply.
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(never mind, I'm fine... but bed soon, anyhows)
I awoke with a jolt, literally. I was surrounded by a bunch of Controllers, with one Dracon Beam pointed at me to keep me docile. I stood, shakily, hearing Leah's question, but unable to answer. I looked through a window, and saw a Polar Bear pacing around, and I realized that it was (most likely) one way glass.
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Still no reply. I decided it was time to leave the room and explore. Try to figure out where I was, what had happened, and how my friends and I could escape. If they were even there.
I demorphed. Polar bears can't open doors or carry dracon beams, and I couldn't just let them go to waste. The morph took just as long as before, if not longer. Apparently, whatever poison they had used that had caused me to demorph in battle hadn't worn off.
Finally human, I reached into the box of dracon beams, grabbed one--and nearly stumbled over as a wave of diziness swept over me. I pressed my hand against the wall for support until I regained my balance.
Dracon beam in hand, I walked to the door and turned the brass knob... And gasped in shock. Edward was trapped in a cage less than ten feet away. Guards, both human and Hork-Bajir, surrounded him, dracon beams aimed. This didn't make any sense. "I--what happened? What's going on?" I demanded. "This is a trap, isn't it?!"
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"Trap? How on EARTH could this be a trap?" I asked, ignoring the glares. One of the guards cursed, and kicked the cage. "Leah, don't drop the Dracon Beam." I continued, regardless of the guards around me. "Get outta here."
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"What about you? And Ais? I can't just leave you here!" I exclaimed. "And do you honestly think these guys are just going to let me walk out of here? Alive, unharmed, or uninfested?" I looked to the Controllers. Their expressions were fierce and angry, but they made no attempt to attack me whatsoever. I began to back away toward the nearest door, near the back of this small room. No one moved. Amazing. They were actually letting me escape. But--I couldn't leave Edward. I raised my weapon, and the nearest Controller did the same. The message he was trying to get across was clear enough; if I tried to shoot, he would shoot. I fearfully grabbed the handle of the door, pulled down, and opened. This time, I found myself standing before the place that had haunted me in my sleep for weeks--the Yeerk pool.
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(not sure where to go from here....)
I looked at Leah with desperation. "Go... tell Ais to find a new spot... They won't touch you... I kind of made a deal..."
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I stepped forward, surprised. "A deal?! What kind of deal?" I asked, though I wasn't sure I was ready to hear the answer.
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"Uh... Me." I said. "I kind of volunteered. Instead of taking both of us, I said I'd be a voluntary. I don't know where Ais is, I presumed she escaped."
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I understood. But I didn't like it. Not at all. I sighed, stamped my foot, turned away, and left immediately, still too shocked to speak. He had sacrificed himself for us? I didn't know how to feel. Either way, I was angry.
I headed into the Yeerk pool, and instantly felt sick. In the center of the vast cavern was a large, round tub filled with gray liquid--the pool, obviously. At both ends were metal piers. On one end, people were dragged to the edge and had their heads forced under the liquid. Some of them screamed. Some did nothing. At the other pier, people calmly reached the end, knelt down, and remained still while slugs slithered from their ears. The ones that made a fuss were dragge away by Hork-Bajir and thrown in cages near the edge of the pool. There, they screamed and shouted, begged for help. Some of them cried, some of them stared into space.
I shuddered and stared ahead, unable to move, as a young woman rose from the end of the left pier after infestation, calm, and under control. All traces of fury and hate had vanished from her face. She calmly walked to the back of the complex, where several people stood in a line. A Hork-Bajir was running a scanner of some sort over their heads. Most likely to ensure they were really Controllers. After being scanned, they entered a long hallway that probably led further into the complex. And I got an idea. One that I didn't like at all. But it would save Edward.
I calmly walked to the edge of the Yeerk pool, trying not to look suspicious as I dipped my hand in the water. Something brushed my fingertips. I grabbed hold of the Yeerk and began to concentrate. In order to save my friend, I would have to play the part of an enemy. I just hoped this would work.
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I sighed as she left the room. My cage door was kicked open, and I was pulled out of the cage. "Come on, move it" One Controller said gruffly, and I left my cage and stood up. Controllers surrounded me, and I made my way to the pool. If I have to go, I'll go with pride. I thought to myself, refusing to lower my head.
(wow... martyr much? :P)
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(Lol. So, wait. Are you going to the main pool or a seperate, smaller one?)
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(I would think they would be connected.... but most likely, a large one. Its kind of a victory, no?)
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(Cool. :))
When I was sure no one could see, I lowered myself into the water, till it was up to my neck. I was about to begin the morph when I noticed something. Edward was being escorted to the infestation pier. Perfect! I counted the number of hosts before him. Eight. There had to be some kind of computerized system that told the Yeerks when to go. After eight calls, I would infest. And hope I had infested the right person.
I began the morph quickly. There wasn't a lot of time. First, I began to shrink. Very, very quickly. So quickly that I let go of the edge and slipped under the surface. Don't panic, just morph. Next, I felt my legs and arms merge to my body. A layer of skin and muscle grew between my head and my neck. And then, I couldn't see anything. I couldn't hear anything. I continued the morph, until I was sure it was finished.
Being a Yeerk was... Strange. The other Yeerks in the pool swam back and forth quickly, some of them communicating by strange clicking sounds that I more or less understood. I was able to find my way to the pier with echolocation. It wasn't the best, but it got me where I needed to be. There was a sudden loud click. A Yeerk brushed up against me just as something was shoved under the water--someone's head. That was the first call. I had seven lef to go.
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I stood in line, waiting my turn. The first person came and left, and soon, it was just one other person in front of me. He finished up, and I put my head into the sludge, silently bidding my freedom goodbye as I waited for my new "master" to come.
(I'm off for tonight.)
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(Good night, then.)
I waited, my fear and impatience growing with every second. Damn it, why did infestation take so long? Finally, after eight clicks, it was my turn. Someone's head broke the surface. Edward's head. Before any other Yeerk could, I swam over to him and let the Yeerk's instincts take over. I reached up with two small, parts of my head, similar to what I had used in bug morph. I easily found my way to the ear canal, and began to slither inside.
Morphing into a Yeerk was hard enough. Infestation was worse. For what seemed like a very long time, I made my way through the uncomfortably tight space, through tissue and flesh, releasing a pain-killing chemical as I went. I was beginning to grow impatient and doubtful. It wasn't until I reached my destination that I relaxed. Finally. The brain. I felt an almost electric tingle as I began to flatten myself over the brain. I squeezed into the cracks and crevices. Molded myself over my host's brain. I could feel myself connecting with the mind and body, slowly.
Finally, I could see. I had control. A pleasure, to the Yeerk mind. I could immediately sense my host's fear, anger, and depression. From the silent thoughts, I knew it was Edward. And I remembered my mission.
<Edward, relax. It's me. Leah.>
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<Wha?> I thought, distractedly. <Leah, what are you doing?> I asked as my body made my way from the Yeerk Pool to the stairs. <You'll need an authentic name.> I told her. <Otherwise they'll know someone's up to something.>
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<WHAAA!!?>
I jolted awake. I was alone in The Big One, covered in blood, and surrounded by dead Hork-Bajir and Taxxons. No one was around, so I demorphed and remorphed quickly, using the cougar's senses to try to learn what had just occurred.
<What in HELL just happened?! One second I'm fighting, the next I'm waking up? Leah? Edward? Weird dude? Helloooo?! WHERE ARE YOU?!>
THEY ARE NOT HERE.
<Hey, now. Wait a minute. Care to tell me what's going on?>
THEY HAVE BEEN CAPTURED.
<WHAT?!>
THEY HAVE BEEN CAPTURED, AND WILL BE ENTIRELY UP TO YOU WHETHER THEY LIVE OR DIE.
<Man, I do NOT have time for this! Where are they, Mister Omniscient?>
THAT IS NOT YOUR CONCERN. RIGHT NOW, YOU MUST MAKE A CHOICE.
<Again with the cryptic-ness! Please just get to the point. What do you want from me?>
WHAT DO I WANT? OH, NO. THIS IS ALL ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT.
<What do you mean?>
WOULD YOU GIVE YOUR LIFE FOR THEM? FOR THE STRANGE GIRL YOU HARDLY KNOW AND THE FORMER CONTROLLER WHO WAS PART OF THE TEAM THAT HELPED TO INFEST YOUR TWIN?
<Of course. What's it to you?>
WOULD YOU GIVE YOUR BROTHER'S LIFE FOR THEM? YOUR MOTHER'S LIFE?
A chill ran down my spine, and I realised what he was saying. Even then, though, I did not understand, and it will haunt me for the rest of my life.
<Maybe, maybe not...again, what's it to you?>
ONLY YOU CAN DECIDE. YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR BROTHER DIE, OR YOUR FRIENDS DO. YOU HAVE ONE MINUTE TO CHOOSE.
<What? This is wrong! How can you ask me to choose something like this?>
FIFTY SECONDS.
<No! I refuse! You can't make me decide THAT?!>
IF YOU DO NOT CHOOSE, THEY ALL DIE. FORTY SECONDS.
<Cruel! This is cruel and vile and inhumane!>
I NEVER CLAIMED TO BE HUMAN. THIRTY SECONDS.
<Take me instead! Leave them all alone!>
THAT WAS NEVER PART OF OUR BARGAIN. TWENTY SECONDS.
<What bargain? I never agreed to this!>
YOU AGREED TO IT THE MOMENT YOU ENTERED THESE CAVES IN THE FORM OF A COUGAR. YOU KNEW THAT SOMETHING WOULD HAPPEN, AND THIS IS IT. EIGHT SECONDS.
<NO!!>
FIVE SECONDS.
<Please, don't do this! Anything, but leave them alone!>
ONE SECOND.
<Take my family. Let Leah and Edward live. Please, just don't harm them. The world needs them.>
IT IS DONE. THEY WILL LIVE.
Suddenly, there was a massive shaking and rumbling, all around me. Earthquake? Cave-in? I didn't care anymore, because I wanted to die, too. I demorphed and curled up into a ball on the floor, shaking, but no tears would come.
Silence. I know now that I am the only being still alive in this cave, and the voice has left me alone to mourn. Hours passed. Maybe even an entire day. I morphed cougar again and prepared to leave.
"Ais!"
I turn around so quickly that I become dizzy.
<Alistair?! You're alive!>
"Yes, but I have some seriously bad news. I got here as fast as I could, to be sure that you didn't get crushed or caved-in, or something. You might wanna' sit down." There were tears in his eyes.
I sat back on my haunches, dreading what he would say next, but not sure what to believe.
"There was an accident at the house. There was an earthquake....Mom was...I couldn't reach her in time, and...a bookcase fell...the hospital said she was pregnant, and...oh, Ais." He fell to his knees beside me and collapsed into sobs.
My brother. The voice had said 'your brother'. How could I not have seen it? Every time before that he meant Alistair, he had said 'your twin'.
This time, he had meant my unborn infant brother.
I have shed the blood of innocents, and the guilt and shame of it will follow me forever.
I told Alistair what had happened. I think that he believed me.
"When it was to save me from my Yeerk...I could understand. I could forgive it all in a heartbeat. But THIS...Ais...I don't know. I don't think...I can be near you right now. Don't come looking for me. If I need to see you, I'll find you. Just...please stay away from me."
He walked away, and he didn't look back.
I don't know if I'll ever see him again.
I wandered through the tunnels, not caring where I ended up. Finally, I met a dead-end, demorphed, and fell asleep again.
I don't know when I'll wake up, or even if I ever will.
I don't think that I care, either way.
I don't know if it was worth it. I want to hope that it was, but I cannot bring myself to care about anything.
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(WHAT are you DOING to Ais!? That part nearly made me cry! I yelled at my screen in frustration!)
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(Haha! ;D That just proves to me that I'm quite a good writer, if I can evoke such emotional responses from my readers. I'm just giving her a nice heaping pot of emotional turmoil, while guaranteeing that you won't have to God-mod me while I'm away. She could, very reasonably, stay down there for DAYS before you find her, and nobody but you guys will be wondering where she is, because her family is all dead/gone without a trace. This way, you can get yourselves out of trouble [provided, of course that you live, and you WILL, capisce?] without the expectation that I will step in. The action can plausibly flow without me until I return. Take care! G'bye!)
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(Nice heaping pot of emotional turmoil, huh? Where's my share? :P We'll TRY to stay out of trouble, just make sure to babygate the stairs :P All the best)
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(Your share? I never said anything to make you believe that The One ONLY spoke to AIS. He could be tormenting you guys, too, for all I know. He seems to have rather a vested interest in us. It COULD be that he KNEW Ais' family would die, anyway, and he was testing her loyalty to you guys. Who knows? ;)
And thanks. See ya' Saturday or so!)
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( :'( That made me sad. :'( Well, awesome job with the writing there. Almost had to reach for the box of Kleenex. See you Saturday, then. We'll try not to get killed in the meantime. :P)
<I morphed into a Yeerk and infested you. Simple enough. An authentic name? Uh, I don't know anything about Yeerks. You take control,> I said, relinquishing control of Edward's body as I made my way to the stairs, trying to avoid tripping or running into anyone. Controlling a human body wasn't easy. We came to an abrupt stop at the stairs while I made certain that he could completely control himself.
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Montana:
"Uuuuhhhh," Moaned Montana as he woke up after the regeneration had finally completed. Since he had not been assisted he was without any memories of his past, he knew nothing and he was totally alone.
Montana got up and looked around still groggy from the regeneration effects, even though he had slept for 5 straight hours. He was in a large cavern it was hard to tell where to go, but he felt he should move down one of the tunnels that looked like it was filled with rubble.
(OCC: Sorry it took so long to get this out it stopped sending me emails of new posts. You guys might want to bump into montana on your escape. If you do just tell him to follow you and he will, and make sure if you are running that he runs too.)
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I observed one of the humans morph a yeerk and enter the other. "Impressive I thought, using creativity to avoid having your comrade infested."
I spoke to them both in the speech of the Andalites "Search the tunnels, the one you call Ais is injured and may require medical attention."
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<Search the tunnels, the one you call Ais is injured and may require medical attention.>
If I were human, I would have raised an eyebrow in confusion. Who was speaking to me?
<Edward, did you hear that?> I asked.
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<Hear what?> I replied as I made my way to the exit. I quickly thought up a name. "Darhesh 275 of the Gumrat-Ile Pool." I said, taking the pool name from my last Yeerk.
The Controller nodded, scanned my head to show that Leah was INSIDE it, and allowed me to proceed. I walked out of there, and sighed softly.
<Now, what was that I was supposed to hear?> I asked, as I made my way outdoors. <I'll let you out soon.> I said, as an afterthought.
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<I heard a voice,> I replied, nervously. <Someone telling me that Ais is in the tunnels and that she may be injured.> I began to wonder who had been speaking to me. Perhaps it was a Yeerk trap. But if it were, they would have had to know of my plan. Even if someone had seen me morphing, they wouldnt' have been able to organize something so quickly.
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<Oh dear lord.. Lets go. Do you mind if I let you out later? I run pretty fast.> I commented as I started to run, making my way to the caves. I halted, mid run, and started morphing into wolf, realizing that morphing has become so commonplace, that nobody cares anymore.
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Edward morphed wolf and ran, arriving at the cave entrance just a minute later. Meanwhile, I relaxed and watched as if this were a dream, as if it were happening to someone else. It did feel like a dream. I was watching the world through someone else's eyes. I could hear his thoughts, but did my best to block them out, as well as resist temptation to take control again.
We entered the dark cave. The first smell the wolf's nose picked up was blood. It was very strong, still fresh, and coming from not very far away. I remembered the battle clearly, now. Ripping off Hork-Bajir limbs, tearing out one throat after another. Listening to their screams of terror and pain. Had I really been so merciless, so cruel and heartless? You were in battle. It was necessary. Then I thought back to the Yeerk pool. Watching those innocent people being dragged from one place to another, completely against their will. It almost made me feel better. At least they weren't being slaughtered.
I decided to push the memories away. The wolf's nose was picking up a scent, which Edward recognized. Ais. She was somewhere in these tunnels. At least I knew now that the voice in my head wasn't my imagination playing tricks on me.
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((OOC:I'm not making a post in this one, but I'm just letting you all know I haven't forgotten about this RP. The reason I haven't posted is that since Richard is at home right now there isn't anything he can do.))
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(I know, it's kind of hard to participate when your character is somewhere else. You'll probably be able to get back into the action when the crazy night is over. And don't worry, we haven't forgotten you either. :))
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I stopped suddenly. <Leah, I smell Ais... but I have no clue where she can be... her scent is ALL OVER these tunnels... you want to help me look?> I asked, waiting for her response.
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<I can smell everything you do. If you mean demorph, I won't be a lot of help in human form. And a polar bear won't be able to fit through these tunnels,> I replied.
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<Oh...> I said. <So I guess we're together... just keep an idea on how long we've been in morph, alright? I don't want you getting stuck as a Yeerk.> I said, as I started to sniff the last scent trail
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<I'm pretty good at keeping track of time. Wouldn't want you getting trapped as a wolf, either,> I replied. We began to search.
The wolf has a great sense of hearing and smell. However, it has terrible eyesight. As we made our way through the dark tunnels, guided only by Ais's scent, I felt completely blind. If it weren't for the amazing sense of smell, we would have been lost.
Then, I caught another scent. One that wasn't familiar. It was the scent of a human, that much I was sure of.
<Do you smell that?>
(Lost, this might be your character?)
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((or it could be Whammyman's... who SNUCK OUT!? :P))
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(Hmm, that too. Whichever comes first or wants to, I suppose.)
<I don't recognize it. Is this someone you know?> I asked. Of course, I didn't need to ask. But I felt it was necessary, if I wanted to keep from prying into his thoughts.
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Montana:
Montana was stubmling around trying to find his way out when he heard some thing down one of the nearby tunnels. "Maybe I should stay away," he thought, but he had an urge to go to the sound.
As he rounded the corner he sawa large Wolf....
(I have to go to bed if you guys want he can be recognized by you two since you kind of saw him earlier in the night just have come with you. I will take up from where ever we are at tommorow.)
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The next set of tunnels was very strange. A cage blocked our path, so we turned around and took the next branch. In this tunnel, bits of rock and metal were strewn about. I began to wonder where and why all of this had been left here when I the smell I had thought belonged to a human became stronger. It wasn't quite normal, though. It was mostly human--but slightly different. The sound of footsteps echoing through the tunnels made me realize this person was not very far away.
Then, he rounded the corner. At first, I couldn't see him very clearly, until he came closer. I eventually recognized him as the man we had seen in battle--the one who had been killed.
<Who are you? And weren't you here earlier, during the battle?> I asked, taking control of Edward momentarily so I could speak. <Sorry,> I added to him privately.
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Montana:
Montana heard a voice in his head, <Who are you? And weren't you here earlier, during the battle?>. He had no answers to those questions, but he manged to stammer, "I do't know."
(Is Edward still wolf I thought he was but you said something aobut taking over him so you could speak but since you are in morph then you wouldn't need to unless edward is human and you were speaking out loud.)
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((Lost... I'm in morph, being controlled by Leah. She can use my body AND her OWN thought-speech, as she is in morph.. sorry that this is confusing.))
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(Yeah, heh. This is a little confusing.)
<Don't tell him I'm with you. I don't know, but I think he's free. The last thing we need is for him to get suspicious. This man is dangerous,> I said privately.
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Montana
"Who," he hesitated, "Who are you?" hesaid to the large wolf, wondering if they should talk or not.
The wolf wasn't moving or doing any thing he was just standing there....
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((OOC:Your right about this being confusing Charlie. I'm trying to think of a post, but by this point I'm not even sure what is going on anymore ???. Is it still the same day as the zoo battle, or is it a completely different day? And where exactly is everyone?))
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(it is either the same night (really late like 1-2 AM) or the next morning you can decide which. Leah just appoligized to edward for taking control of him but I never thought she did that is what is confusing me)
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(Sorry you're confused, Whammyman. I know this sounds funny, but I bet it'll be easier to explain the whole thing when all of our characters meet again.)
<I was going to ask you the same thing. I'll answer your question if you answer a few of mine. What are you? How did you use those blades? How did you survive?> I asked, firmly, but hoping I didn't frighten him. I didn't want to have to chase him down, but I would, if he ran.
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Montnana:
There it was again the voice in his head, what had it said this time, "I was going to ask you the same thing. I'll answer your question if you answer a few of mine. What are you? How did you use those blades? How did you survive?"
It whated to know who he was. He would have gladly told it, but he was in the same situation. He had no I dea who he was!!
"I don't ... know," he manged to stammer out.
(dialog is really tricky in a place like this becausewe can each give only a few lines and the others lines can totaly change what needs to be said. So the dialog is not really good right now it is kind of stalling but that come with doing an RPG)
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(Yup. All well, we'll manage.)
<You don't know,> I repeated. How could someone not know who or what they were? <Can you remember anything? Where you are, why you're here? You're name?> I couldn't decide whether or not to believe that he was giving us the truth. I remembered being in a similar situation the previous night. Waking up in the alley with no idea where I was or how I had gotten there.
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Montana:
It had said "How could you not know who you are," and the answer to that was still "I don't know."
But what he did, he told them. "I woke up over that way, and wandered around until I found my self here," he said, "with you!"
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(I am back and better than ever! WOOHOO!! *Ahem*)
I don't know how long I lay there on the cavern floor, but at some point I woke up. A faint sheen of sunlight drifted down from a tiny hole in the ceiling, making a pinpoint of pinkish light on the wall. Dawn, probably.
I steeled myself for the rush of grief that, by all reason, should have left me a quivering blob on the floor, but no pain touched me. No emotion at all, except a vague and distant sensation that I should MAYBE go and get something to eat and drink. As an afterthought, I considered that maybe I should also find my friends.
I stood slowly, feeling my way from memory back to the nearest food cache. It took me a bit longer than I expected to find it, because I was stiff from sleep and a bit lost from my half-panicked, desperate run.
I managed to rummage up some Pringles chips and a bottle of water, and I dug into both like a starved person. The food solidified my nerves and heightened my awareness. Once I was done, I hid the remains of my meal and morphed house-cat. Hopefully I wouldn't have any need to fight, and the familiar shape kept me focused on my task. I had to find the others.
<Edward? Leah? Are you here?> I could hear the emptiness in my voice, but it didn't register as important enough to warrant any real attention. First the task, then I could let myself feel. Maybe.
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(Yay! Welcome back. :))
<Ed.... Eah... You here?> Someone was trying to reach me in thought-speak. I could just barely hear them. Was it Ais?>
<Don't. Move,> I ordered the strange, confused man. I gave Edward control of his mind and body again, briefly apologized, and decided to respond to whoever was calling in my own thought-speak. <Who is this?> I asked.
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<Who...iss?> Leah? She sounded impossibly distant.
<Leah? Is that you? This is Ais!>
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<..... Is Ais.....> I mentally sighed with relief. She wasn't dead.
<Ais? Where are you?> I asked.
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<Leah... I think getting OUT of my head might work better.> I commented, making the shift back to human, all the while keeping a wary eye on the strange man.
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<All right. Give me a second,> I said.
I detached myself from his brain. Immediately, I was blind and deaf again. A feeling of vulnerabilty crept over me. It was a feeling the Yeerk didn't like at all. I mentally shuddered as I wriggled through his ear canal. They are the enemy, I reminded myself. Eventually, I felt a slight change in temperature, and then, a falling sensation and a mild impact. Good. I was out.
Demorphing was a disgusting process, because this time, my eyes grew first. The world around me quickly shrunk back to normal size. I could feel my insides churning, my heart beginning to pump again. The bottom half of my body split in two while a pair of arms grew from the side of my body. Thick, gray-green flesh melted away and became soft and human. Hairs sprouted from over my body. Bones that had completely disappeared reformed and shifted inside of me. At long last, my mouth appeared, a slit in my face that grew larger and expanded inward. I suddenly felt my stomach heave. A thick, dark mucous began to pour from my mouth. I stood and shuddered in disgust. The morph was complete.
"Never morph into a Yeerk," I told Edward.
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<Where...you?>
<Guys, I'm going to head for the nearest major exit. Follow the smell of wildflowers, if you can find it. It opens on a big field. If not, head for the closest exit to you, and I'll find YOU.>
(Bedtime. G'night!)
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Montana:
The wolf had just changed int o a human when a little bug looking thing droped out of his ear. As it fell it be gan to change too, it swelled up into a young lady in her mid to late teens.
"Never morph into a Yeerk," she said to the wolf turned man (or boy(OCC: I cant remember how old he is)).
"I hav a question," he butted in, "Whats a Yeerk?"
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(Gernight, Este.)
<Guys...... to head......... or...... exit. Foll...... sme......... wild... owers... f you..... find it. It open..... ield. If not, head.... closes.... ex.... you, and.... YOU.>
I didn't understand a word she had said. We were too far away.
"I have a question," the man suddenly asked. "What's a Yeerk?" I sighed heavily, shaking my head.
"What I was five minutes ago. I can't explain right now. Let's just say I hope you never have one in your head. Edward, did you catch a word of what Ais said?"
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"No clue." I said, "but I remember her scent." I morphed back into wolf. I seem to be using this morph fairly often I thought, as the transformation completed, and I sniffed around, trying to catch her scent, either human or house-cat. <The freshest one is this direction.> I said, starting to move.
(gnight)
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(Night.)
"You, follow us," I told the man, eyeing him suspiciously. I followed behind Edward as he led the way through the dark and narrow tunnels. It was too dark for me to see whether he actually followed, but I had a feeling he did.
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Montana
The lady said follow her so he did or he did the best he could, not knowing his way around and being aslightly curious he would stop evrey now and then and have to play catch up.
(OCC: Night all see you in the morning)
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(Good night, everyone.)
I walked for what seemed like hours, hearing the man behind me constantly stopping. I didn't turn around to ask what he was doing or why. If he ran, we would catch him. By now, my legs were tired and sore, and my thoughts were fogged by confusion and fatigue. I wanted nothing more than to lie down and sleep for a year while the rest of the world carried on with its usual, daily activities.
I knew we had come to the exit of the tunnel system when I noticed a faint light just around the nearest corner. As we walked, the space between us and the surrounding walls broadened. Finally, we exited the cave and entered a vast, open field.
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As I was sniffing around, I found Ais' scent... something about her didn't seem quite right, though.. like something happened.
I shrugged it off, and continued following her scent, but a far-away, very familiar scent also caught my mind. I attempted to thoughtspeak to Ais and Leah, hoping that Ais can hear.
<Yo, Guys? I hope you know how to fight a large group of animals, because I smelled my old pack...>
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I glanced around. Nothing. The world was still and silent. Perhaps we had come the wrong way.
<Yo, Guys? I hope you know how to fight a large group of animals, because I smelled my old pack...,> Edward said in thought-speak, sounding rather nervous.
"What? What do you mean?" I asked.
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<I wasn't the only Controller with a wolf morph... there was a large pack of us... around, like, 25-30 members at one point. We were the group that randomly selected hosts... we were the ones that "picked" Alistair.> I said, shuddering a bit. <And from what I can smell, they're far away, but they're coming. We need to find Ais.> I said, not realizing that while saying this, I was public thoughtspeaking.
(what a way to let Ais in, huh? :P)
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After what the Voice had told me, Edwards words weren't terribly surprising, but I refused to let myself put any blame on him personally. The slug was the one that took my twin, not the man.
<I'm over here, guys.> I jumped high above the tall grass and flowers, making myself visible.
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I saw Ais leap out from the grass. <Hey!> I said, and walked towards her. <I think we should make our way somewhere else... these caves aren't safe anymore, now that the vast majority of Vissers - including my "pack" - know about it. Do you have another place we could go? Or possibly another location?>
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<Nobody knows these tunnels like I do, but I also know some places in the woods that we could probably use. Above all, we have to keep them from driving us into the cities. Among other humans, we can't know who to trust. Maybe we should all go bird and check things out from above?>
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<Bird morph would be a good idea, but as for your point about cities... I mean, should we leave California? They know me too well here... all my hangouts, both my house AND my mothers, the place I work... and through Alistair, they'll know your locations as well. And as far as I know, Leah (making my thoughts public now) Leah, you don't have any place, right?> I said, and morphed back as quickly as possible. "As far as I can see, we're in trouble with locations. And are you alright? Your scent indicated something happened.>
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"I know a few places. They're VERY far away, though. On the outskirts of town. I'm pretty sure the Yeerks have never been there. A few homeless people have lived there in the past. I'm not sure if it's the safest idea," I said. "I'm going bird now. I'll tell you if I see anything."
I morphed quickly and took to the daybreak sky, working my wings as I climbed higher and higher. Then, I surveyed the area. All I could see below were flowers and trees. Nothing unusual or suspicious. A sudden movement from behind a row of bushes caught my attention. With my amazing eyes, I was able to make out a single wolf.
<Guys, I see one of the wolves. He appears to be stalking something. Probably you.>
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<Well, let's get into the air, then. We need a place to put the other guy, though. Dude, can you run? I can get you away from the wolves, but you must be able to follow fast.> I completed my falcon morph and gained altitude as fast as I could, to see farther. Leah was right. Wolves. Ugh.
Privately, I contacted Edward.
<Alistair...and my 'locations'? They aren't going to be a problem anymore. He's not dead, but he might as well be, as far as I'm concerned. The earthquake took care of the rest of my family, too, so I'll be sticking with you guys, if ye' don't mind.> I made my tone firm. It said 'you really do NOT want to ask'. The last thing that I needed was to be telling my friends about the Voice in my head.
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<If there's ONE wolf, there's probably 5 others.> I said as I morphed into my falcon morph, and rose into the air.
<I'm sorry to hear that Ais... Its perfectly alright if you stick with us.> I said, as I flew up to Leah's level. Publicly, I thought. <And thats Roger... which means Davies should be somewhere close.... There we go!!> I said sort-of triumphantly.
(Est, the VOICE in your head? My char had a Yeerk :P)
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(Yah, but the Yeerk at least had a tangible body!)
<You down there! Strange dude! Can you keep up with us?> I swooped low and hovered a few feet in front of him.
<See me? The big blue-gray bird? I'm Ais. If you lose sight of me, I'll come back and re-direct you. Through the woods, now. This way!>
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<Which way are we going, exactly?> I called, tired of flying in circles. The wolves were getting closer, and I was beginning to worry for the confused man. Did he remember how to use his blades?
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<We're going to head north-by-northeast. I'm thinking Oregon, for a few days. We'll have to snag a ride for the dude, or teach him to morph, but until then, he's gotta' walk. Come on, now. Into the woods!>
I flapped toward the nearest stand of trees, hoping that the thick scent of sycamore would help to cover the man's scent, but knowing deep down that it wouldn't.
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I followed Ais, unsure of what she meant by "north-by-northeast". I figured she would lead the way. As I flew, I kept a close eye on the woods below. The wolves were beginning to spread out. How strange, I thought. I glanced up, to ensure that I was heading in the right direction.
Tseeeeew! A red beam sizzled past, lightly singing the tips of my tail feathers. I looked down and spotted a human with a dracon beam. <They never give up, do they?!> I yelled to no one in particular, frustrated.
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<Nope. They want us BAD> I commented, dropping a pebble that I had good fortune to have grabbed. My aim was true, it hit a Controller on the head, and knocked him out.
Davies morphed back into human, then straight into his golden falcon morph. <Uh, guys? That bird is more powerful than ALL of us!> I said, trying to gain altitude. <Use the sun if possible>
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(I'm assuming you mean golden eagle. There is no golden falcon.)
<The eagle is more powerful in terms of muscle, but all falcons can out-race and out-endure the strongest eagle. Use your speed, stamina, and manueverability to your advantage. Leah, Edward, do you know how to use the raptor morphs for combat? If not, just let the bird take over. The human eyes and raptor wings are your targets. Avoid the hands and talons. Don't get shot down.>
I demonstrated by wheeling off, taking in some altitude, and diving on a Controller's face. He screamed, I shrieked, and I peeled away, leaving him blind as I climbed the air.
<They'll have to stop and morph to heal, which gives us time.>
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(*facepalm* thanks for that Este.... and btw, you guys can use the Controllers.)
<Right.> I said, and let the falcon's mind take over, though keeping a careful eye. I told it to attack the golden eagle, and it prepared itself.
<So, Edward! Ready to return yet? Or do we have to keep bothering you?> Davies commented as he saw me getting ready. <When hell freezes over.> I said, nearly laughing that he even asked.
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<Edward! Keep him busy, and I'll go behind him!> I worked to win back my lost altitude, forcing my way upward, finally managing to get above the eagle.
<If you see him dip one wing, he's getting ready to flip over to grab me. If that happens, take his exposed wing!>
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<Gotcha.> I said, watching Davies like... well... like a hawk.
As he dipped over to grab Ais, I dove in, my claws ripping through feather, bone, and skin to tear a large chunk off. Davies shrieked in pain, and fell.
<That was not something I would do regularly.> I said, a little shaken.
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I swooped low, then high, avoiding a series of dracon blasts from an idiotic human Controller who refused to leave me be. So far, my plan was working. I had him running in circles. Eventually, he would tire and give up. Hopefully before he actually managed to hit me.
Now, the man was becoming frustrated. He fired again and again, taking no time to aim or to think. He barely missed my left wing. It was too late now to even consider making a dive for his eyes. He suddenly stumbled over a large stone and hit the forest floor, cursing silently to himself. I mentally laughed. My quick moment of rejoice was interupted when I noticed a large, gray bird flying in my direction.
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<Well, Edward, if it makes you feel any better, he probably will survive long enough to demorph and heal. Birds with one wing still fall slower than humans, so it won't kill him immediately. Back to business. We need to get the dude to a safe place, and hopefully not die while doing it. Leah! Watch out!>
(Charlie, what is your bird morph? I forget.)
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(Bald eagle. Leah doesn't know, though, because she never paid any attention to the names of the animals she aquired, except for the polar bear.)
The gray bird was flying and an upward angle, now, gaining altitude quickly. I flew in a wide circle, trying my best to get out of its way. It was smaller than me, but faster and more agile. I was too distracted to see the Controller with the dracon beam rise from the ground. He fired. And this time, it was an accurate shot. He had blasted a hole right through my wing. <Ah!> I cried out in shock, unable to use my injured wing. I instantly began to fall, unable to keep myself in the air with only one wing. As I desperately fought to keep myself aloft, another bird joined the one above me. I was too late to react.
The two birds dived down, wings pinned to their sides. I felt their talons sink into the flesh and feathers of my back. They were trying to carry me away.
<Let go of me!> I yelled angrily, knowing that I wasn't much of a threat to them with an injured wing.
<Surrender and maybe we'll assign you a nicer Yeerk,> one of them said.
<I'll die before you infest me.> Neither of them had anything to say to that.
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(Hey, I've gotta' run to see the new Batman movie. Good Evening!)
<Leah!> I dove down on the nearest of the falcons, equally matching him for speed. I barely managed to knock him sideways before he hit Leah, but I couldn't stop the second one.
<Edward, help me out!>
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I struggled, but it was useless. They had me. Ais suddenly dived from nowhere and struck the bird on my left. It shrieked in surprise and let go of me, but the other kept a strong grip. Now, I was furious. These idiotic Controllers wouldn't live to see tomorrow if I could help it. I stared straight ahead and noticed another bird in the distance, silhouetted against the pale blue-gray sky. I suddenly realized it wasn't a bird I was looking at. The front half of it was large and round, while the back was long and narrow. It had no wings. The only thing keeping this strange air vehicle from dropping was a set of large propellers near the front, spinning and slicing the air at an impossible speed.
<What is THAT?!> I exclaimed.
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(OCC: Sorry I wasn't here for most of the action, coincidently I just got back from watching Batman.)
Montana: meanwhile
"Tseeew, Tseeew" there was flashes of light flying over Montana's head, he didn't know what they were but he knew it wasn't good. He took of in a sprint trying to get away from them, but as he was running he fell off a short cliff in to a clearing. "Ummph," he let out as he hit the earth hard, "Note to self, don't do that again!" Then he had realized that the flashes had stopped.
He slowly got up and turned around. He started to climb the cliff he had just fell off of, thankfully it was only a few feet high, and made with strangely uniform objects. ((OCC: so you guys know it is a concrete retaining wall)) Montana looked out and saw a large bird fly into a man, and being his curious self, he decide to get a closer look when he turned and saw it.
It was a large flying ship that had a set of large rotors towards the front. "What is that," He burst out it was the largest thing he had seen, but considering the fact that he could only remember the last few hours, that didn't mean much.
The Ship:
"The signal had just come from over this way," Todd told Alex. Todd was the closest confidant that Montana had, and Alex was his brother. They were in "The Hope of Flossan" a ship they operate to take care of Montana between his missions.
"We better find him quick I am getting reading of a large Yeerk pool beneath the ground here," Alex replied.
(Sorry I took and ran with the big ship that you started with Charlie, but feel free to to take it and run with it, I plan on having a Blade ship swoop down and fire on it so don't get to attached. If you had Another Idea for it I can change it, I'll just delete the last part after the The Ship:)
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(I've got to hit the hey, but a few things first. 1. Batman RULES!!! 2. Lost, I'm cool with the ship as long as Charlie is cool with it [she DID make it, after all]. If she says 'no' to the concept, then you are still welcome to make a separate ship materialize where you want it [just edit your post with a description of a radically DIFFERENT ship], and leave this one to Charlie's plot-manipulations. Still, if she is fine with it, by all means do continue. 3. Good-night, all!)
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(Night, Este. And Lost, I am definitely okay with it. I left it open and undecided. And I like your idea. So, do with it whatever you like. :))
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(Cool, then! G'night!)
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((I'm sorry to say guys, but I think I'm going to have to drop out of this RP. I haven't made an in-character posts for probably near 10 pages now. Besides, for me this RP is going to fast, introducing too many new things at once, and it's just confusing the heck out of me. We start of with being a gang of vigilante morphers and now we have The One, the Yeerks, Ais's family killed off, and three battles in a row (zoo,tunnels, and the one your in now). And its only been what, two days RP time? I'm sorry but its just way to much for me.))
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(I agree it does move really fast but I think that is plus.)
The Ship:
"Scaning identities," the ships computer chimed in, "Unknown."
"Where could he be?" Todd asked himself.
"What do you think we should do about those yeerks out there," asked Alex.
"Let's just leave them alone and they hopfully won't bother us."
Montana:
As that ship came in Montana knew he had to do some thing, and rather recklessly towards the ship trying to save the epople who had helped him earlier.
(OCC:Feel free to control Todd and Alex all you want they aren't mine particularly just figments of my imagination so feel free to kill one off.)
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((I'm sorry to say guys, but I think I'm going to have to drop out of this RP. I haven't made an in-character posts for probably near 10 pages now. Besides, for me this RP is going to fast, introducing too many new things at once, and it's just confusing the heck out of me. We start of with being a gang of vigilante morphers and now we have The One, the Yeerks, Ais's family killed off, and three battles in a row (zoo,tunnels, and the one your in now). And its only been what, two days RP time? I'm sorry but its just way to much for me.))
Well, Whammyman, I am most sorry to see you go, and I'm even sorrier that we haven't been able to hook you back into the action in a timely fashion. Thanks a million for joining in the first place. I think the initial break-down of the first plot was our loss of Toomin and Elfangor [player, not Andalite], such that our original situation virtually ceased to function, and I had to re-adapt the story to new variables [the new players and lack of original players]. It was good to have you, man. G'bye. :-\ :sign0203: :thanks:
As far as things moving fast: I know, I know, I KNOW. However, it is a rare occasion that I have time to sit down and write out that, along with the existing action, we have at some point slept through a full eight hours. It is simpler to keep things moving in almost-real-time, following the actual time in which we are writing it. Usually, a 'day' in this game takes up roughly 48 hours of real-time, giving daylight action even to the people on the night-time side of the planet. For instance, this 'day' SHOULD end by roughly midnight tonight.)
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( :-\ Sorry to see you leave, Whammyman. I understand though, what you mean. It started off as one thing, but ended up being something completely different. As Este said, most likely because of the characters. And, I get that not every RPG is for everyone. So, again, sorry things didn't go well for you. If you're an active role-player, I hope you find one somewhere else that works better for you. Goodbye. :) :-\)
I had no idea what it was. Where it came from. Did it belong to the Yeerks? Or was it completely different?
Apparently, the two Controllers noticed too. One of them started to head toward the air vehicle, while the other was frantically working to pull me away. It was easier to resist against only one, escpecially considering I was the larger bird, but with an injured wing, there wasn't much I could do. I knew if I did break free, I would fall hundreds of feet to the ground below. And then they'd have me for sure.
We were nearing a body of water now, a small lake. The trees below thinned out, and what used to be a blur of green was now turquoise blue. We were over the lake. And I got an idea. At the time, I had thought it was a rather clever idea, and more importantly, my only choice. <Sorry, pal,> I said to the Controller. And then I began to demorph.
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(midnight your time, Este...)
I dove, moving towards the other bird that was holding Leah. <Leah, WHAT are you doing?> I asked as I dive-bombed the bird, screeching as I did so.
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(*shaking head* No, midnight for whichever of us has midnight last [in other words, if you live in California, then it's YOUR midnight and MY 2:00 A.M.].)
<Thanks, Edward! Nice save! Leah, are you INSANE!? From this height, a fall into water will kill a human just like a fall on concrete!>
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(Well, all I know is, if you live in the mid-section of the United States, your midnight is California's 10:00 and Virginia's 2:00. And I live in the mid-section.)
I wasn't entirely sure. I was beginning to realize how completely insane my idea was. It was too late to turn back, though. I was falling.
My body weighed now half of what it would have if I were human. The impact would be bone-shattering. Stupid, stupid, stupid. The blue was so close now. I concentrated on the bird with every ounce of energy I had left. My arms grew longer, changed shape. My body shortened. Legs hardened. I flapped frantically with my half-formed wings, and hit the water one milisecond later.
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(Charlie, your character can still survive... it depends on how choppy the water is.. if its a flat bed of water, then it will kill Charlie, but if its choppy, it'll only result in broken bones - something that Leah can easily heal! and I'm not near the mid-section of the US... I'm in Southern Ontario...)
I looked towards the lake, hoping that Leah survived. My attention, however, was diverted when I saw 10 wolves on the ground, realizing that the whole pack showed up. <Yeah, I think we need to get out of California...> I commented, taking to the sky.
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(Hmm... What time is it now?)
The impact was similar to what Aaron described as, "Being hit by a truck." If I had been an ounce heavier, and if the water had been flat and still, it would have killed me. All at once, the water exploded over and around me. Mostly hollow bones snapped. I couldn't breathe. All the while, a desperate voice in my mind begged me to do... something... I couldn't think. I didn't understand... Demorph, you idiot! What was demorphing, anyway? It was a silly sounding word. Demorph. Demorph. My lungs began to burn. Demorph.
I suddenly realized what as happening. I was drowning! I focused again on my human self. My aching, broken bones mended. I slowly became human again, completely healed, but drained of energy. It took every ounce of willpower and determination I had left to swim. The nagging, scolding voice in my mind didn't help at all. But, soon enough, I found a large stone jutting out from the ground, and grabbed hold of it to keep myself from sinking.
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(approximately 4:30)
I watched as Leah grabbed a rock. <Demorph, Leah!> I said, soaring above her head, attacking wolves that got too close.
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(I'll be your nagging, scolding voice. ;))
<Leah, you idiot-numpty-squash-fer-brains-lunatic!! Demorph and get the Hell out of that lake before I DRAG you out! Are you SUICIDAL?! I did NOT give up my family life just so that you could turn yourself into a half-bird pancake! If you do something like that again, I will PERSONALLY ring your neck, do you hear me?!>
I belatedly realised what I had said, but it was too late to worry about it, right then. I had bigger problems, and I'd just hope that she'd not noticed it. There was a UFO in front of me. Oy.
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Being the genius that I am, I just noticed the UFO. <WHAT is that?!> I nearly screamed, halting in the air, remembering the law of gravity at the last possible second before I started falling.
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<THAT is a very large ship. YOU are a bird that REALLY needs to flap. Connect the dots, Edward!>
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<Heh... that would make sense.> I said, flapping my wings, gaining altitude. <So, whats the bigshipofdoom doing here? Does ANYONE know?> I asked, making my last thought public
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I finished demorphing. It took me five minutes, but I had done it. And it seemed that I had used the rest of my energy doing so. My thoughts were blanketed by a thick fog of confusion. I could hear Ais and Edward saying things in thought-speak, but didn't understand a word of what they were saying. All well. I needed to swim.
I pushed off from the rock and swam. It was much easier, now that my arms and legs were fully human. I hadn't realized it, but even after hitting the water, I wasn't completely demorphed. All I could think of, though, was the gentle feeling of the water, brushing my face, rising and falling before me. It was almost soothing. And then, a cool, layer of darkness swept over me, blocking out the glaring light of the sun. I looked up and expected to see a large cloud--and instead saw the unimaginably large flying vehicle.
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(I think I have latest midnight then since I live in Utah so it is 9:20 right now or so here so about 5pm then in the game. I really think that it is hard to do good action going in real time and that the action times spend allot but then having a big break between the different action sequences that is 1-2 weeks in game time, how ever long it takes for any one to get a anew idea to start. I have a good ending to this sequence if it would be fine to bust it out and end this quick.)
The Ship:
"Beep, beep, beep, beep," the computer chimed progressively getting louder and faster, indicating Montana was closing in.
"This is the longest, it has ever taken him to get to us," Alex commented to Todd.
"Let's close in for a pickup," Todd replied to his little brother.
Montana:
The ship was moving, but Montana was running so hard that he couldn't think quite straight, and didn't notice it and ran right past it.
The Ship:
"WHATS HE DOING?" Alex yelled at Todd.
"I don't know," replied his brother, in a rather similar tone, "Let's just follow him."
Montana:
He was closing in on one of the people who had followed the his saviors. Swipe... In a burst of instinct he slashed at the person with his arm blade, that had just popped out, taking his head off in one clean move. The others ran away before he could get to doing any thing with them, scattering like ****roaches.
"WOLF MAN!" he called out, trying to see if they were okay.
The Ship:
Tseew, Tseew, Tseew. Three power full shot's blasted the Hope of Flossan, causing it to crashing into some of the few solitary trees near the waters edge.
"Ahhhhhhhhhaa," screamed Alex, as he tried desperately to correct the course. But utterly over calculating he caused them to fall in to the water shorting the exposed wiring and making the terminals explode knocking Alex out, and killing Todd.
(Feel free to explain what the ship firing on the the Hope of Flossan was, it could have been a good guy or a bad guy)
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(Sorry about my sudden absence. We had an emergency dress-rehearsal for the summer musical [I'm in the orchestral pit], so I had to go. Now, it's almost midnight. G'night!)
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I was again observing the humans fight the controllers. I could not intervene, else I could draw unwanted attention that could mess up my plan. Yet some how I was spotted, the ship opened up on me as somehow I had allowed myself to become corporeal and visible. It was child's play to dodge the beam. This ship was an unwanted addition, perhaps he was an agent of the one. I had to dispose of it quickly, and quietly. I broadcast to each of them in the language of the Andalites <Do you want to destroy this ship?>
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(Wait... Sorry... Broadcasting what to who, now?)
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((everyone on the team, sry))
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A weird voice asked if I wanted to destroy the ship.
<Which ship? There looks to be more than one, and I don't know which is on our side!>
I searched frantically for the strange man we'd met in the caves, but he wasn't within my line of sight.
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(So... Some big ship just shot down the other ship. And we're being asked if we want the ship that attacked the other ship destroyed?)
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(Looks like it. If none of us can figure it out, we'll just...'re-imagine' how things happened. ;))
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(Eh, sorry I haven't been on much. Super writer's block.)
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(Been there. That's okay. I'll be away from about 5:30 Central Time until...tomorrow morning-ish.)
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(Mm'kay. I've got a few things to say.
1. I think I've got the time thing figured out, but I'm most likely wrong. If it's 12:00 where Leo lives, it's 11:30 where Este lives, 10:00 where I live, and 9:40 where Lost lives. I think :P.
2. I'm going CAMPING! Yay! So, I won't be back till Friday around noon, (Mountain time), or later. See you when I get back. :sign0203: I'm leavin' tomorrow. Bye!!! ;D
3. I've got a serious writer's block problem right now. So, sorry if I repeat myself, contradict something I've already said, go slightly out of character, make a few minor grammatical errors, ect. I'm trying my best.)
I stood, frozen in the water, and watched in horror as three beams of light appeared from no where and sizzled through the roof of the massive ship. It lurched sideways slightly, up and down, then came speeding in my direction. I gasped and closed my eyes, anticipating the crash.
Water exploded like shattering glass as the ship broke the surface. I felt myself being dragged under, battered and tossed like a toy, unable to breathe, unable to think. I opened my eyes for a brief moment, and through the blur of the blue-green water, saw the large, jagged rock less than three centimeters from my head. At this speed, it would knock me unconscious. And I would die.
I waited. Waited for the pain. Waited for the darkness to close in. But nothing happened. I opened my eyes and looked ahead to see that everything around me was completely frozen. I turned effortlessly in a full circle. I could breathe. It was as if I weren't underwater at all.
"What's going on?" I asked. I didn't expect an answer. I suddenly remembered the night at the hospital, and the man who stopped the bullets in midair. "Who are you?"
MY IDENTITY IS OF NO IMPORTANCE TO YOU.
I shuddered slightly, both terrified and angry. "What do you want?"
I WANT NOTHING. I AM ONLY HERE TO MAKE AN OFFER.
"Offer, huh? What do you mean?" I realized that this was, most likely, a dream or a hallucination. Perhaps I had been saved, and I was only unconscious now.
YOU MUST CHOOSE.
"Choose what? Are you incapable of finishing a sentence?" I snapped. I was beginning to lose patience.
WOULD YOU RATHER DIE HERE AND NOW IN THIS LAKE, OR LIVE THE REMAINDER OF YOUR LIFE IN FEAR AND PAIN?
It was a stupid question, in my opinion.
"What are you saying?"
I KNOW YOU UNDERSTAND, LEAH. THESE PAST FEW DAYS, YOU'VE BEEN MISERABLE. I'M GIVING YOU A CHANCE TO PUT IT ALL TO AN END.
I thought about it. I thought about the events that had taken place recently. About how I had been thrown into this war. And this person--man--whoever he was, was giving me the chance to leave it all behind. But then, what would become of Ais and Edward? What would become of the human race? I couldn't turn my back on the rest of the world. If there was a chance that I could make a difference... I would take it.
"I want to live," I said.
VERY WELL.
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(Hah! Nice. I'll miss ye', Charlie! Have a great time! Bedtime sooner than later, it shall be for me, so I go Yoda-like into dreamland. G'night!)
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(I would just like to say one thing on my behalf, as to the reason I am not participating. I have been busy every day, and when I come back, I realize that there is this massive ship coming out of nowhere, and 2 nearly god-like characters. So if someone could summarize...)
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(Okey...The One is only an NPC...a character who can further the action, but not be completely controlled by any single character. Like Alistair, sorta'. The Man, played by Marcion, isn't really allowed to do much beyond start new missions and give us ways to avoid dying. I've already warned him that I won't tolerate him going Mary-Sue and hi-jacking the story, and he's done pretty well so far. There are TWO ships, and one just shot the other out of the sky. Leah has been given the choice of a merciful death or a long and painful life, and she took life. Do ye' follow?)
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Even though I have written quite a bit I too am a bit confused. ???
It is rather off the wall and keeps getting pulled back in to action when it really should have slowed down. the characters will most likely have to sleep for a week after this to facilitate recovery.
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(Definitely. First, we must get to Oregon. *LIGHTBULB MOMENT!!!* Hi-jack the ship!! Hi-jack the bloody ship!! Okay, now that I've planted the seeds for plot movement, I must go do some reading. G'day!)
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(Definitely. First, we must get to Oregon. *LIGHTBULB MOMENT!!!* Hi-jack the ship!! Hi-jack the bloody ship!! Okay, now that I've planted the seeds for plot movement, I must go do some reading. G'day!)
Huh? ??? ??? ???
I am lost in what you were trying to say, which is in cyberspace.
Why must we get to Oregon?
Which ship the one that just got shot down, or the one that shot it?
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('Ello. So, the camping trip is postponed till next weekend, due to some unexpected storms near our campsite. So Dad and I went and hung out at the library for a few hours and headed home.
Well, if we do, we'll probably be hi-jacking the ship that shot the other one down. I don't think it would be easy to fly a ship with waterlogged controls. And I don't know why we're going to Oregon, specifically. Probably because it's closest to where we are in the game.)
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(Oregon has mucho forest and next-to-nada people. Washington is better, if you want to go there via the ship. If we go on our own wing-power, we heat to Oregon or Nevada. I'm away today, so have fun without me!)
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(Should I just have Alex and Todd pick us all up. Because there are many reasons to do it besides this, and we would be able to a officialy introduce ourselves to each other and not worry about any one else.)
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((or if yall want I can move you onto the ship and thus hijack it and have access to its data. Plus then you have a way to move planet to planet to combat the One.))
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(Hey, I am quite busy right now and don't have much time, but I have an idea that may help to stop us from having similar problems in the future. From now on, before we use a big plot twist, I think we should inform each other. It seems that the problem here is that we all tried to throw in several plot twists at once. We don't have to tell each other what the twist is. But from now on, I'll ask before I make one to ensure that no one else had anything huge planned. Well, I've got to go now. I'm going to be very busy for--I don't know how long. Anyway, see you later! :))
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(See ya', Charlie! Good idea! From now on, either PM the group or post in parentheses() that you are making a twist, as a warning. Guys, I'm sorry for not being online a lot lately. Last night was the opening night for the musical, and I'll still be working at it for the next two nights. On Sunday I'll probably be asleep and recovering for most of the day. I'll post when I have time. Thanks for your patience! :-*)
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(ok... I've been away for far too long.... can we sorta jumpstart this again?)
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(Of course. Feel free to begin posting again. It is late at night here, so I'll not be online again until tomorrow evening-or-so. G'night!)
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(I have just been waiting since I was the last one to do any thing in character)
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(Ah. I see. Well, I have classes in a matter of minutes, so I cannot help you much, there. Sorry. Go hi-jack Charlie or Leo and see if they have anything to add, I guess. G'day!)
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Toomin (founder of Dominaria)-as Norin Radd (cookies to the ones that get it), a Chee
Ooo! Nice one. Fantastic 4 2 silver surfer, right? Oh, and if someone already got it then I didn't read it exactly. I just read this then typed.
Sorry that I woke this one up again.
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Yeah, it's been got. Umn...T-fan, dear, it's kinda' a bad idea to wake up old RP's. It gets the players' hopes up, that the game is resuming. If you do stuff like this a lot, people get irritated. Just saying.
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Ah...a....Can u tell me what's 'RPG'. I know I'm asking a dumb question but please tell me.
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Hey, no worries. RPG is Role-Playing Game.
Every post is a section of a story, from the point-of-view of the respective character. You "Are" a character. Anything you have to say that doesn't belong in the story goes in (parentheses).
The story progresses as each person adds their part.
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Ah...a....Can u tell me what's 'RPG'. I know I'm asking a dumb question but please tell me.
An RPG also stands for rocket-propelled grenade. Very useful in FPS games.
Sorry couldn't resist ;D