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 Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 9:57 pm
"Let us just say for the moment IO've been around a long arse time and.... you are a rare and fantastic novelty." Harumda said, reaching into the snpow with a sigh and pulling out a small black box that had flown free of the Site. "I also gotsa talent fer findin' these." he said, tossing it over to Feign. "By the by, that SCP.... the one with the power of perfect sealin'? Ovahseer Five." he said. "Nice fella, if a bit reliant on 'is feilds." he said. "I'm glad ta see you also train physically. Too many agents train there powahs without a damn as ta their body. Idjits."
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 2:42 am
"There are millions of different ways to fight. I prefer to show off my power, sure, but if I'm just a twig then I can't really get the attention I should from a punch. I'd be a freak rather than a badass. Same time, if I let myself go, I'd just be some sorta super-powered Hedge which is so, so very wrong."
He'd catch the box and arch a brow at it, shaking it a few times to see if he could hear any rattling. He'd bite it a couple of times, then shrug and put it in his pocket. "Things used to seal the ones that got in One's way, eh? Setsumei was in one of these thingies last I heard. Hope he still damn well is. Kind of a fluke I caught em' the first time; he's not gonna fall for the same trick twice. God knows who else might be in these things...and man, there's no perfect containment out there. All powers have their flaws. If you just rely on a seal, then you'll be SOL when it fails you. Seals, barriers, whatever...they break under equal amounts of power, hence why I tend to use barriers for offense rather then defense. AP Field over a fist makes for a matter-erasing punch. EM Field Blast is perfect for ridding myself of metals. Guns n' the such. No one's seen how much force I can actually exert, and I don't intend to ever punch myself that far."
He'd stick his pinky in his ear, twist a bit then fling the findings out in to the snow before rubbing his ear. "I'm never beat 'cause of my tricks. I take defense n' make it offense. Throws people off n' they got no idea what to do. It's like being smacked with a shield over and over; tends to confuse someone and throw them off balance."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 5:26 pm
"And I'm never beat 'cause I';m smart enough to avoid such fights. If my foe ages? Let time take care of them. For a time, I messed around with politics, but really, that's not my style. I watch, I learn. I rarely participate."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 5:03 pm
"The observing type, eh? There's a whole society, or there was, of people like you. Watched, but never did a damn thing. Their role was merely to observe, record and discuss. Amazingly, the entire group was human to my knowledge. You'd thing that kinda boring life would be left to some gray immortal...still, I can see how ya might be a pacifist. Fighting's by no mean right, nor something that should govern ANYTHING. Still...it's fun, and there will ALWAYS be someone, or rather several others out there that agree. Still, do you see me beatin' on my loved ones or anything? Hell no. I save it for the proper time. And I LOOK for those times just to amuse myself. Then there are others we could speak of in my own family tree that tried to turn the world in to their own chaotic paradise just so the fights would never end...sick isn't it? But, these Sites are here to help prevent that, so I can't help but feel obliged to help. Still, I hate taking orders, so I can't help but FORCE my way in to the seat of Overseer by making a state-of-the-art Site. Figure they can't argue much there. I got nothin' against the Overseers...'cept the now disposed One, but yeah. Command issues. What about you? You a tool, or did you get out of that political crap to cut the strings?"
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 10:15 pm
Harumda smiled.
"Ah, that's a secret. I'm sure you'll find out in due..." he paused. "That was awful fast." he said, a a small circular object sped towards them. "Then again, Twosie has always been Mr. On-The-Ball, for the most part."
The thing stopped before them and opened up, revealing a screen, which bore a ymbol (That of Overwatch, a simple stylized eye) and the words AUDIO ONLY.
"Greetings, Feign, Accountant."
"Do not call me that, please." Harumda said with a smile. "I quit that job a while ago."
"Ah, yes... At any rate, Feign, I have a pressing need to speak with you. I can offer you transportation and lodging once you arrive at Site Two. I'm, formally reinstating you as an Agent, though I personally cannot wait to adress you by the name you truly desire, Eight. At any rate, If you will follow this Probe, it will take you to the docking station of a bathysphere which will take you here directly."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 10:44 pm
First matter of business: Point and laugh at Harumda. "You we're a firggin' accountant!" Perhaps he was naive and it was a whole other title, though to him, it was the butt of all office jokes. He'd then look to the sphere and smack it, wondering why the hell it didn't have video.
"So, you expect me to trust a big floating what's-it with the symbol of something I almost hate telling me to be something I DO hate while telling me I MIGHT get to be what I don't hate if I do what I hate! There's a lott'a hatred here, and that's bad mojo man...probe...thing. Christ, even Overseer One had the balls to show his shadow or somethin'. For all I know, this is a nifty hack INCLUDING voice hack! Wouldn't put it past some people I know...still. Big Man here seems to trust the Almighty Voice and I REALLY don't want to WALK to freakin' Germany, so yeah whatever. I'll trust the things I know nothing about; Agent Feign AKA Genesis R:1-7 requesting to come aboard and report!" During the whole damn rant he'd been pushing the thing to make sure it lead him to wherever the hell they needed to go...
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 9:46 am
Harumda sighed. as they walked upo, eventually, to a huge dock with a submarine, seemingly in a lake. "Video stops working somewhere around Japan. This thing is cutting-edge as is..." t said with a sigh. "The sphere will send you directly to Site Two, Where you'll be able to see my face and we can.... talk shop, as it were. And if you need more of a reason: One of your convicts, the worst, has survived the outbreak. I need your input on how to take care of... it."
The sphere at the dock opened quietly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 6:44 pm
"...Dear God, the urge to sing Yellow Submarine is killing me. The thought of a submarine is also making me very hungry; will you have sandwiches on bored? I don't believe I've had a sandwich in quite some time thanks to...well, did you ever hear of a medieval soldier sitting down to enjoy a sub as opposed to a leg of turkey? Exactly. Yes, those nice sandwich triangles and some sparkling cider would really make my day and win my trust!" He'd poke the submarine with the boot of his toe having never actually seen one of these things.
"One of my captures, eh? Only one that was ever any real threat's Setsumei....which means he finally got out of the box. I really want to know what the hell took him so long. I have an idea, but that's all it is for now." He'd tap the box in his pocket, rather sure of his idea then hop on to the sub, force the hatch open and drop in. "Oh dear God it's gonna get real stuffy really quick in here...this sucks already."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 7:13 pm
It was actually larger on the inside.
"Ah, the glory of benefitial SCP." the probe murmured.The small bathysphere was actually the size of a house on the inside, trather spacious. "There's food in the fridge, over there."
Harumda wandered over to it and pulled out a small crystal. "Aw, Two, yeh think of everything." he said with a smile.
"You provided me with valuable information, Harumda, it's the least I could do."
The hatch closed and the ship dove, into an underwater tunnel.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 11:03 pm
"Information? ...Why a crystal? Screw it. Should know not to ask things like that after this long." He'd look to the fridge and arch a brow, then look about, still feeling confined given his inability to step out in to fresh air. He wasn't claustrophobic, just uneasy. He'd move to the fridge and remove a bottle of water, then plant himself in the middle of the sub while ripping the cap from the bottle with his teeth. He'd take a long drink then remove his flask from his coat. He'd twist the cap and smell, then swish it. He'd sigh a bit and bite the tip of his finger, bleeding in to the flask while filling it with an equal amount of water. Given it's size, he should be done in less then a minute, yet several would pass.
"So. Any hot chicks at Site Two, or am I gonna be surrounded by big guys like this?"
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 11:50 pm
"'S a pretty even mix of male and female. Only the smartest go to Two, really." he placed a finger against the crystal, the color drained from it and Harumda tossed it away. "Oh, and be forewarned: Two's power is the absolute normalcy feild. Same kind One tried to trap you in when you came back, but his is centered on himself. Thus, he communicates with immortals via video." he explained. "It's also why nothing has ever escaped Two. Ever. Before I worked at One, I worked in Two. Nothing ever even tries."
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 12:42 pm
"Perfection's far from humanity's grasp, no matter how human you may or may not be. Should perfection come to exist, it'd mean the end of free will. To destroy that's to undo all of creation, hence why everything's got a loophole; a flaw somewhere. I'll never believe in ultimate this or that, or any sort of perfected item, being or method." He'd take another drink of water and lay back on the floor, wondering if a shark or something was now separated from him by some strip of metal.
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 1:25 pm
Harumda shrugged. "At least, nothing got out while I was there. Then again, the norm is succsessive danger levels go to higher numbers. Seven's location is a mystery to all of us..." he sighed, sitting down. "Not long now..." he said.
((Switchan))
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 12:47 pm
Migoto would politely open the doors to the first tavern-ish thing he saw. He was a bit cranky that he'd gone from defending against Kain's ice shards to streets of ice and snowy skies. Granted it didn't hurt, it was still cold. Now doubt it would be for a while. He'd find the interior rather nice; oak table with sturdy chairs and a candle at the center of each table...and booths!? Hallelujah they'd found booths. So of course he'd make his way to the first one he saw and plant himself, his legs swinging right up onto the seat as well.
Vance would look around and arch a brow. It was at least twice as warm in this place, something he greatly welcomed. He'd rub some of the ice from himself and make his way to the booth and do as his mentor did; up the feet went before they crossed. "Nice change of scenery. Nice place. Hope the food's good...f*ckin' hungry. He'd look to Migoto and narrow his eyes. "Alright, so who the hell are you, who the hell am I and what the hell just happened?"
Migoto would tilt his head to Vance and smile. Psychic or not he saw those questions coming. He'd call over a waitress and instead of order he'd send neuro-signals into her brain and implant the information there and tell her brain to never question them. So off she went to do as told looking like a zombie. He'd then look to Vance and nod. "You're indeed entitled to answers. My name is Migoto Kusabana. I was born in Kyūshū, Japan though I spent a great deal of my life in Romania serving your ancestor and another part of this explanation, Lord Vincent Mikhail-Dracul, owner of that castle weren't all too far from that your victim laid claim to. I'm a mortal, though time does not affect me. I look young, but I'm not. Centuries have passed since my birth, but that's not important. My powers, or those I prefer to show, revolve around the mind. I was dubbed a psychic, which I suppose is as close as it gets to the real thing."
Before Vance could further inquire, a large burger with fried zucchini, fried and onion rings was placed before him. Then he was given something brown and fizzy. He'd watch as Migoto was given triangular items containing an assortment of ingredients and a long glass with an umbrella. He then had a red bottle titled "Heinz Ketchup" placed before him and a small dish of white goo. It all smelled...delicious. He'd take a bite of the burger and chew..bison rather then cow, as if he knew the difference. It was delicious, but it needed something...he'd poor some of the red stuff on it, take another bite and moan in ecstasy. He'd proceed to choke thus put his burger down and chug the brown stuff with no taste its own, then let out a large belch. He'd then play with the fries - play meaning dunk them in this, dunk them in that, dunk them...wow, coke+fries=gross.
Noticing the boy pre-occupied with more Americanized cuisine he'd laugh and shake his head, though that belch sent him into a hysterical laughter. He was sure as hell a kid. He'd of taken a bit of his sandwich and munched a bit on his fried zucchini, rather afraid of Russian cuisine. He'd then sip from his long island ice tea and continue, figuring he still needed to play with two other fried items. "You are...hard to explain. A man named Vincent died, a man who was of sorts the father to the man you crushed and the woman that tried to use me for practice in the medical world. Vincent's energy was given to the woman, Annette, and that is where you began to dwell and become something; someone. Vincent's soul is locked away, thus you were free to become your own individual...Vincent said you would be the closest thing to a son he'd ever get given the betrayals of the man, Kain, that you beat down." He'd take another sip, then continue. "As you grew inside of Annette, unbeknown to her as a separate entity, she trained with her brother Kain. He taught her much and gave her a great deal of power and energy which you've obviously gained as well, thus I would gather you clung to her innards like a symbiote. From there, you came out...not much more there. So, your family tree's a little...crazy. You are the reincarnation of Vincent, who had two children by blood: Kain and Annette. Annette housed you, thus making her your mother, and Kain fed you your energy, making him like your father; as you said earlier: Something of a King Arthur relationship. But, on technical terms, you were already alive when you entered Annette. She provided you somewhere to get yourself pulled together, and Kain just boosted you. Thus, fear no incestuous drawbacks."
Halfway done with the burger and all of his onion rings having found those great in ranch, he'd not as he munched zucchini. "And you decided to name me Vance because it resembles Vince, the nickname of my predecessor. Makes sense and I'm not complaining. Makes sense as to why I trust you n' knew those other two as well. I just knew that Annette chick was on the 'opposite side' as me, but I ain't gonna kill her. You can, but I'll honor her for housing me. To an extent. That other guy, Kain...I came out and I just hated him. It felt like he wronged me to some grand extent and I needed to fix it...so I did! F*ck em'!" He'd grin and eat and drink more, on his third refill now.
"Kain killed Vincent once upon a time and tried doing so. Kain once served Vincent as his General...and son. I envied Kain but I was happy to be allowed to be at your ancestor's side as a part of his council. When he was brought back Vincent was overwhelmed by how much the world had changed...it wasn't right to him. He told me of his plan to being you about and how he wanted to go back to resting. He used a woman named Shade to seal his soul and I've told you the rest. You're hatred of Kain no doubt spawns from the residual negative energy Vincent had built up for him." Another sip and a few more bites.
He was done. Clean plate and all. Burp. "Damn that was good; both kickin' Kain's a** and the food. Thanks for ordering something that didn't suck." He'd grin, then look to the icy window. "Alright, so I know who and what I am and who and what you are. Apparently you have some surprise power, but I think everyone does. So who were the guys trapped in the tavern you mentioned, and who are these clones?"
"You're most welcome. I figured you'd like simple food rather than something your taste buds may not be ready for. Burger, fries n' soda always make kids happy, though yours was cooked a bit differently then usual no doubt given we're in a different place then its origin. As for the tavern...those were people that thought I was trustworthy; generals under Vincent used to make his life easier. Annette was one of them, along with Shade, the girl I mentioned. There's a lycan named Narcisa that's yet to prove to be a pain and the final is Lucian. Lucian...is complex. Vincent once hired him to kill Kain's brother and he did, so there's some negativity there. Lucian has kicked Kain's hiny as well, though not quite like you did. He joined Vincent looking for answers; the usual outcast wanderer crap. He's rather powerful, though he created a weakness for himself: He's to be wed to Shade. But she's not easy target given she is Death. As in the entity itself."
"He chose well then! Hard to strike at a target that powerful to emphasize on the weakness. Ah well, no need to give a rat's a** about them; sound caught up in their own sh*t, not Kain's." He'd begin sipping his fifth coke and look back to Migoto. "N' the clones?"
"Oh right, my apologies. Kain can't trust anyone worth anything, thus he just made clones of himself to serve him. Each one has 1/20 his power except for one who I never had a chance to tinker with. Each one also has one designated ability that Kain himself does not have and cannot learn from them. Five have been confirmed...but I didn't want to risk us meeting them or the other fifteen. You're good, Vance...but so are they. I don't want you to be overwhelmed and in that situation they had the complete upper hand." He'd then finish his own food.
"Yeah, I get it. I'm not stupid, no worries. I know when to call it good. Answers all I need an wanna know. Kain's gonna go back to that castle, dunno what the freakin' clones will do and we need to make our way to...I don't care really." He'd shrug, and from there the two would just "bhullshit."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 3:48 pm
(Couple days later; Pi Dee and Shrine both ready themselves)
"Why did our lord send me? I'm not good in these kinds of fights...I'm scared." Shrine was the youngest of them all, or at least looked and acted the youngest. She wore a long dress as a priestess would and kept her white hair up in a bun. She was shivering to death in the cold weather, her bright multi-colored eyes hidden beneath tight lids. "When is he gonna get here!?"
He'd land next to her in a perch, his straps having collected ice on them and his buckles nearly frozen period. "Cease your lamenting; did Faust honestly allow you to grouse so much?" He'd shake his head and look to the tavern. "Just be repose and acute...I'll traverse as I do." He'd place a hand on her head and look down at her, having to crook his neck.
"Mr. Perfect!" She'd grin and open her eyes revealing the swirls of red, blue, green, and brown. She'd nod her head to him and look to the tavern, rather revitalized. "Right! My job is to incapacitate them while you show them who makes the rules in Romania!" She'd grin and her eyes would set on blue, her dress white. "I'll show them just how harsh winter can REALLY be!" She'd merely twirl her hand and rip the tavern apart in a cyclone of high-pressure freezing cold winds with ice shards imbued in them.
Migoto knew of the attack in advance and was able to create a barrier in enough time to keep himself and Vance from being torn apart. "End." As he spoke in a whole new tone the cyclone would come to an end. He'd laugh and send messages into their brains to hit one another in order to destroy one another's COM Links. He'd soon notice his telepathy didn't work thanks to an electrical current the girl seemed to be putting out. "Vance, smack that little girl like the b***h she is."
Vance would groan as he was forced to awaken many hours ahead of time and look to the man in the nuthouse suit and the little girl in the dress. When he heard Migoto he'd arch a brow at him, then look to the little girl. "Beat up the little girl? If you say so I guess...her head's gonna explode like the waitress's you know." He'd shrug and throw a punch at the child, confused as to why she was smiling.
One arm would jet out from Vance and he'd catch the punch. He'd slide his hand down Vance's hand to his wrist and whirl him around in half a circle before bringing up over his back and slam into the ground with a thunderous crash, creating a large crater. "Ice Storm. Now." He'd then begin to move towards Migoto. "Where are you expropriating him to?" He'd send a punch into Migoto's gut and meet the force field around him with the same pressure it put out...PLUS his own personal power, thus causing the shield to burst into pieces."
She'd smile and do as Pi Dee said and snap her fingers just as Kain had. And just as had been done then was now; shards of ice would rain from the sky and whip about like a hurricane, the shards breaking off on Shrine and Pi Dee quickly regenerating from them. Vance's armor was fully formed, but there were still open slits in it and he left his face exposed. Once she realized this she'd send waves of electricity at him for a while, finding which current affected the armor. She'd find it right in time and zap the hell out of him as Kain had and giggle a bit.
"I'm taking him where he'll be safe to develop into something this world needs: A purging." He'd remove the wakazashi from its hilt and slash at Pi Dee, though he'd just send out a wave that seemed to split the dimension in two for a split second. Watching it happily connect with Pi Dee and split him in two dimensionally he'd look to Vance and growl. "Reverse!" With that, the next jolt the girl sent at him would nail her instead and send her backwards on to her butt.
"Spiral City, then?" He'd reform quickly, his body having regenerated the moment the dimensions reconnected. Anyone else might have hurt, but this team was meant for this kind of crap. When Migoto would sent another slash at him he'd flick the wave and cancel it and grin showing sharp, sharp teeth on top and bottom. "Cancel." He'd then appear behind Migoto and clothesline Migoto from behind, forcing him face first into the ground before stomping his head into the ground. "EAT!" Over and over he'd do to Migoto what Vance had done to Kain, though Pi Dee would cackle and damn near drool in enjoyment.
As she was zapped by her own bolt she'd end up going from there to way back on her butt. Static would be seen on her, though she'd merely smile and jump back up. She'd stand back up and meet Vance's oncoming punch with an electric wall, nearly cooking him inside. All of the sudden all would hear "ESCAPE!" and suddenly Vance was gone, and Pi Dee was standing over nothing. She'd look around and bounce over to Pi Dee. "Does this mean it's true then Mr. Perfect?"
Pi Dee would stomp the ground and about make a crater before realizing what had happened. He'd kneel down and look where he'd been kicking and look about the air. He'd see an extremely small splinter in the air that seemed like a rainbow stuck in place. In the form of a splinter, literally. Upon touching it, it would burst into little bits of glitter. "Feign...I abhor it, but we must confirm it. Migoto can regulate dimensions." ... "Understood. We'll be there soon." He'd look to Shrine and nod. "It does." He'd pick her up onto his shoulder and both would disappear.
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