Memoirs of a RAFian

[redtailedsaffa]

I'm glad you got my swearing on point.

[Cloak]

New chapter.

CHAPTER TWO:
Gamemaster

Gamemaster was a chimpanzee-form Realm Walker. He was also a criminal for using Dwellers in gladiatorial matches. But it was considered really no worse than ****fighting or dogfighting to the average Realm Walker citizen. The ones that see Dwellers as lesser, inferior creatures.

He was believed to have been executed by being pushed through the Oblivion Veil by the general population. They had no idea that he was broken out of the Oblivion Gate -- they were still under the false belief that no one had ever escaped from the place. Just how Malice managed to cover up this prison break was uncertain, but she managed it just the same.

Malice had provided him a ship that looked like a clunky hybridization of a Pool Ship, Frieza's ship, and Slix Vigma's ship, with a propulsion system like a Saiyan pod. The ship was quite sizeable and, despite the apparent clunkiness, the ship was well-maintained by computer and cleaning robots. The ship contained five essential parts -- Gamemaster's quarters (which also housed the control room), the arena, the incarceration cages for the fighters, a teleportation transmitter room (which also served as a brief orientation room for the new kidnapped fighters), and the engine room which had an additional "repurposing" room.

He had escaped the Oblivion Gate at the same time as Collector, the magpie-form Realm Walker, now since past. Gamemaster was aware of it, but felt little about it. All he cared about was the gladiatorial matches, and finding new fighters.

He mostly preferred sentient fighters, but was willing to use nonsentient animals as well, if they were sufficiently monstrous enough. So far, he had only seven beasts he found suitable -- a fire-breathing saurian/simian creature called a Shear Goliath, an Acklay, a bio-electrical Lovecraftian beast called a Shear Kraken, a Nexu, a bladed stealth hunter called a Shear Wraith who bore some similarities with Ectonurites in body shape, a Reek which had been fed meat, and a large, tongue-grabbing creature called a Shear Behemoth. Gamemaster basically used these creatures to help weed out the weaker species that he picks off as fighters.

In the intervening time, Gamemaster had collected quite a number of species as fighters. He entertained himself with the fights, sometimes to the death, if it either tickled his fancy,as punishment, or he needed to make room in the cellblock. He never had to do the latter, but he was prepared to. He fed these fighters rather disgusting slop that every race, every species found repugnant.

And, all the while, he considered Malice's suggestion. . . .

[guitarhero01234]

I'm glad you got my swearing on point.

Dear God, just imagine if Cloak included the amount of swearing that you and I both do. Memoirs would turn into a Tarantino film very fast.

[redtailedsaffa]

I f***ing swear, lol.

[Cloak]

I curse a lot, too. Granted, it's Realm Walker curses.

New chapter.

CHAPTER THREE:
All I Really Want For RAFmas

The forum was decorating for the holidays. They were near the end of the Dweller year, and Cloak wasn't surprised to see that several holidays were there to coincide with it, but he didn't really care to decorate his thread for a simple seasonal thing.

Cloak had wondered if there was too much materialism with this season. But he mused on this silently. He noticed the RAFians were not immune from the avarice of the season, and they sung about it, with Asmo singing in a voice rather eeriely similar to Abridged Mr. Popo:

"Jessica Biel and Megan Fox,
Not another pair of woolen socks,
Is all I want for RAFmas!"

Cloak said, tonelessly, "Well, that's just not practical."

Tocade sang:

"Spending a week in Mexico,
With no chores in tow,
Is all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Asmo said, dropping the Mr. Popo voice, "Aw, that sounds terrible -- I mean, terrrific.  How about you guys?"

Goom sang:

"I would like a pair of skates.
Then I'd go out skating.
But I really don't know how to skate!"

Horse sang:

"I want a Lexus all in pink --"

Mr. Guy screamed, "NOOOOOO!!!! SEALS DO NOT -- I repeat, DO NOT -- DRIVE!!!"

Rotiart sang, quietly, so no one heard him, except possibly Demos:

"Just a dad who didn't drink."

Demos sang:

"Oh, and that reminds me,
Twelve kegs of fear!"

RAFians, excluding Cloak, sang:

"All these happy wishes,
And lots of RAFmas cheer
Is all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Cloak replied dryly, "Santa's really got his work cut out for him."

Blue said, with a smirk, "Oh, we ain't even gotten started yet."

Hunter sang:

"I want to tour the Spanish coast."

Slushie Man sang:

"Lunch with Thuy Trang's ghost."

Hunter and Slushie both sang:

"Is what I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Then Hunter realized what Slushie Man sang, and replied, "Wait, what?"

"Never mind, keep going," Slushie said.

Estelore sang:

"Everything as I've said."

Rotiart, still barely audible, sang:

"A softer voice in my head."

Estelore, quite audibly, and Rotiart, still barely heard, both sang:

"Is what I really want for RAFmas this year."

Demos sang:

"Yellow cake uranium --
Never mind the reason."

FuBar sang:

"I'd like chutes and ladders
And a yarn ball!"

Cloak couldn't help himself. He had to ask. So, he sang:

"Doesn't this seem like too much stuff?"

Tyler sang, rather hostilely:

"Who are you?  It's not enough."

Shock added:

"Buddy boy, I got your RAFmas right here!"

The RAFians, excluding Cloak, sang:

"All these happy wishes,
And lots of RAFmas cheer
Is all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Cloaky said, earnestly, "I'm just saying it seems a bit excessive."

Noelle said, <Oh, get off your soapbox, Cloak!  It's RAFmas!>

Estrid said, <And RAFmas is about gettin'.  Everyone in RAF knows that!>

Ouroboros sang:

"Pokemon trainers with no restraint,
To battle me until I faint,
Is all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Kelly sang:

"Platinum-plated silverware."

Parker was being irritated by being stared at by kid visitors the forum.

"Just one day when kids don't stare."

Kelly and Parker sang:

"Is all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Parker ****ed his fusion cannon, causing the kid visitors to flee. Faerie facepalmed at the potential PR problems this would cause.

Queen sang loudly from the Bannedlands, so she was principally unheard:

"If you celebrate RAFmas at all,
I will go to court and sue your butt!"

Yarin sang:

"Wouldn't I love some tinkerer joy?"

Horse sang, holding her Suck-A-Matic:

"All the sanity you hold dear!"

The RAFians, excluding Cloak, sang:

"All these happy wishes,
And lots of RAFmas cheer
Is all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Dameg sang:

"I want a golden hair comb."

Estrid sang:

<And a ship with a dome.>

Dameg and Estrid both sang:

"That's all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Block said:

"I want a brand new labyrinth hedge."

Shadow, holding a PokeBall with a Oshawott within, sang:

"I would like Ozzie to learn Water Pledge."

Block and Shadow both sang:

"That's all I really want for RAFmas this year!"

Then the number abruptly stopped.

[redtailedsaffa]

"Just a dad who didn't drink."

It's not an excuse for being an ass, though. I know a lot of people who really need to separate themselves from their parents behaviour wise and be their own person.

[Cloak]

There's actually more to it. That was just a glaring generalization on my part. But was it intentional? Or am I just being deliberately misleading? Also, why did the song stop abruptly?

 

[redtailedsaffa]

You're getting very good at this evil thing.

[theyoungphoenix]

I kinda feel bad for Rotiart, but at the same time I agree with Saffa

[Cloak]

Oh, you will feel wor-- er, never mind.

New chapter.

CHAPTER FOUR:
Taken

The song had ended abruptly when a certain something loomed right above RAF, and Code Avalon was on its lowest setting! It was only useful in keeping the Pootang in on this setting.

The clouds obscured the belly of this ship so those on the ground could not see them, but Gamemaster was at the helm, located in close proximity to his quarters -- in fact, one had to  pass the helm just to reach his quarters. He was piloting the gargantuan ship with surprising dexterity and competence.

He was pleased -- really pleased -- to see that Malice's information was correct. This forum place, this RAF, was just a banquet of species to choose from. But which ones would be the best for his games?

Meanwhile, on the ground, the RAFians were aware something was amiss. Rotiart was, naturally, nowhere to be found. The RAFians weren't surprised that something new like this came along. It had been an eventful year, thus far.

Saffa. Gone.

There was no sound. No muffled protests or machinery sounding. Just a flash of pale yellow light. There was no way the others, not even Cerulean, could have reacted in time. But Saffa was soon to be in good company.

Underseen. Gone.

The RAFians barely had time to register the shock.

Helen. Gone.

Parker was livid when realized. But he was more livid with himself more than anything else.

Sam, the Green Lantern. Gone.

This was getting bad.

Guitarhero. Gone.

RAFians were being abducted left and right!! And they did not have sufficient reaction time to escape or even process what was happening. Until it was too late. This was part of the fun that Gamemaster took in finding and kidnapping his gladiators. He loved to see the brief moment of shock as they are, from their perspective, instantaneously teleported aboard his ship into the orientation room.

He was about to do it to Gaz and Laserbeak, when he noticed Cloak. He did not only notice him, but he recognized him. Not because they knew each other, as they were not peers -- Gamemaster was the same age as the RAFian Realm Walker's mother. Rather, Gamemaster knew him by pedigree and deed.

Gamemaster knew Cloak was the descendant of Master Avatar, and of the great Master Sage, who was his maternal grandfather. Gamemaster also knew for a fact that Cloak had slew Cataclysm, a Realm Walker older and more powerful than the chimp Walker. Given these facts, Gamemaster was terrified of Cloak, and what he could potentially do.

He didn't want to end up like Cataclysm.

He ended up booking it out of there, keeping the five RAFians on board. Unaware that Cloak would undoubtedly come for them. . . .

[guitarhero01234]

Ew, I have to be stuck on a spacecraft with Saffa?

[redtailedsaffa]

Ew, I have to be stuck on a spacecraft with gh?!

[Cloak]

Uh . . . don't forget how big the ship is. There is enough room to have a coliseum, cages, and such. It is at least as big as a Pool Ship . . .

[guitarhero01234]

Clooooaaaak, she's breathing on me!!!

[redtailedsaffa]

So I'm Darth Vader now?