A million choices main campaign

"Uhhmmmmm......" I pause to consider what to say, still dumbstruck at the sight of the dragon.

"Is this real? Or is this just fantasy?" I ask sheepishly.

"Oh, this is real all right; we just happen to be in a part of the Nexus that is particularly... closed off. However, anyone has the ability to see this space, so long as they open their eyes, look up to the skies and see...

ANYWAY... I see you died."

"WHAT!?" I exclaim, then after a moments pause "wait a second... If I'm dead, how am I holding this conversation with you?"

"Technicalities..."

"Right... So, if I'm supposedly dead, does that make you dead as well?"

"Me? Dead... I don't think so.

ANYWAY... so you died...

"Huh... right... okay..." I'm still very confused as to what is actually happening to me, though I press on regardless.

"So yes, anyway, I died. About that. I have no clue what happened or how it happened.

"Ah... that doesn't help... You see I can help you etcetera; however I need to know HOW you died first. Oh, and I'll want repayment."

"Oh... right... okay..." I pause and try to remember what happened.

"I recall hitting a large ball made of stone with an eye on it. I think it exploded when I did so and lots of little bits of rock hit me. I don't remember much else."

"Oh and," I say after another pause "what sort of repayment?"

"That sounds like... Oh dear... Did anything happen prior to the orb?"

"Uhhmmmm... yes. A big hole appeared in the ground underneath someone, who incidentally managed to dodge it but I'm not sure how, and bits of rock came out of it to form the orb."

"So there was noone there to summon the orb?"

"Not as far as I know," I respond, growing strangely used to the sense of being suspended in... something... while talking to a planet sized dragon "though there was a golem outside the lighthouse which might have done it."

"Tower? Golem? This seems to getting very odd; I was not aware of a tower in your vicinity, as far as I know you were in an empty plain. Tell me EXACTLY what has happened."

I take a nervous glance at Hester, seeing as I haven't lost any body parts, I finally holster my gun. "We where being chased by the corporations troops, saw this lighthouse and made a break for it..." I say, realising I'm talking to a complete stranger, I let my words hang off into nothing, not wanting to tell them too much.

I laugh and my body flows into mist. It moves to the male human, swirling around him, semi-obscuring him.

The body of the mist is sucked away as I swirl into existence behind him, my arms in position to throw them around his neck.

I attempt to do so, giggling gleefully as I do.

"You're pretty scared of stuff, aintcha?"

"Exactly what happened? That could take a while but I suppose... well actually, I don't know... does this place have time? I suppose not... well actually it might... I... yeah..." I begin to reply. Noticing that I've gone off the subject I begin to recount the day so far:

"I was just minding my own business watching some ants walk away from a dead animal, a deer I seem to recall, when a rather large golem came up behind me shouting 'purpose'. I of course began to run in the other direction towards some trees. Eventually I made it out to the other side, though unfortunately the golem was still there and still shouting 'purpose' at me. I came out of the trees to see three people talking to this thing, I'm not entirely sure what it was, who was promptly killed by the golem. I have no idea why it did that, but it then turned back to the four of us. At which point another guy appeared out of the woods and tried to attack the golem but failed quite catastrophically so rather than wait around we ran towards a nearby lighthouse and went inside. Unfortunately one of the three was a bit too slow and got incinerated by the golem before he could get to the door. Once we got inside we had a look around and found some beds and a food store of some sort, there were also some stairs going up a floor. I think I should probably say that there was an explosion that didn't seem to do anything and something spent a while attacking us, though no-one actually knows what is attacking us. When I was about to go upstairs, two people came down them and we spoke for a short time. They were saying something about getting away from an exit even though the exit was on the ground floor, oh and they were carrying sticks, which I thought was a bit weird. Shortly after another person came down the stairs, though this person had wings and was a bit weird. Well... very weird actually. Actually scrap that, she was completely and utterly insane. But anyway, she tried to leave the room we were in and that thing attacked her, but she managed to dodge it somehow by turning into mist and instead the thing left a rather large hole in the floor. Then some bits of rock came out of the hole and made a ball with an eye on it, which started to get closer to us. I told everyone to get out so I could try and hold it back so that they could get to safety, at which point I hit it and I think, but I could be wrong, that it exploded into lots and lots of little bits. I don't really remember what happened after that except that it hurt. It hurt quite a lot actually. Then I ended up here and you keep telling me I've died."

My speech is fairly fluent once I've got into the rhythm of it and I sit, or hover, quietly while waiting for a reply.




OOC: Eat my terrible formatting

After finally figuring the the lever was a lock, I roar a battle cry and pull the lever again to unlock the door. I then rush into the room with the stairs and look around frantically for something to relinquish my boredom and frustration upon.

The room is earily quiet, not a single other person in sight. The door opposite you (that led into the bedroom) is closed, however the stairs room door is open. A strange dirty red mark is smeared across the floor, you cannot make out what it is from here. A chilling sensation passes through your body, and you can hear a very quiet, continuous sound - a beat, seemingly played on a single drum.

I rouse myself from the stupor I had fallen into and raise my hands defensively, my face going slightly blank.

"Who are you people? How did you get in here?! Where are Tiberious and Serran?! What did you do to that door!?" I direct the last at the strange, blue-haired girl who is draped over the human dressed in black's shoulders.

OOC: In this case, I moved on cos Dan didn't react and I'm tryina keep the campaign moving ^ ^, feel free to shrug me off anyways. /OOC

I giggle and hook my legs around the human's waist due to his lack of response, rubbing my cheek, cat-like against his own.

"I pulla lever an' the door closey. Simples!" I laugh, flapping my wings for effect.

I inspect the mark

OOC: My character is described in the OOC thread for anyone who didn't know.


IC:
A growl escapes me.
"I realise that. I wish to know HOW you knew that. How did you get past the giant GOLEM, or is this your "lighthouse"? Where are the people I came in with?! Because this "fucking place has been attacking us ever since we entered. This twit's," I point at the flower girl, my other hand reaching into my pouch and pulling out a small shard of flint and a small, dry chip of wood. "Exarch, who was apparently not the real exarch sent me and my Apprentice on a SUICIDE MISSION before turning into a blob of evil and getting killed!"

I am panting now, my voice barely a whisper. "לאָזן דעם שטיין אפקלאנג אַן לאַווינע. Do you know something?" My voice becomes hysterical. "MY APPRENTICE HAS DIED TODAY!!" I slam my fist against the wall, a massive boom echoing around the room as though an avalanche hit it. "I am sick of the SHIT today has put me through! Now! Someone. Tell me. What. The Shit. IS GOING. ON!?!"

I hold up the fist containing the wood chip and flint, brandishing it in the direction of the group of newcomers, my teeth bared.

At the sound of the huge boom, I squeak and fall off the human's back onto my butt. I narrow my eyes and pout cutely through his legs from my position on the floor. As the elf brandishes his fist at us, I look away with my nose in the air, letting out a haughty, "Hmph."

As the thing gets on my back, I thrown, trying to make it intentional that I do not like this, however before I can reply, the man starts shouting. I look at Hester, trying to see her reaction, I also try and imply that he maybe a Psi in the look. Thinking it's most likely lost on her, I try to reason with him.
"Look, we" at this I point at Hester and myself, "only just got here, trying to escape from the corporation. Instead of hopefully some shelter from where we can fight back, we end up in a madhouse, so far the only person, who seems to know what's going on is this thing." I now point at thing sprawled out behind me.
I then begin to move slowly towards one of the beds, hoping to sit down.