Thread: Helm

Eye of Divination and wings would be my first choices. Relatively low kill scores required (I trust you'll be getting in new characters when we're running out? Need moar victims...need a victim...) and they equate to shinigami. Win.

Moar victims = Moar writing. Last chapter we nearly hit 7,000 words. >:{

This is it! Last player standing in this group wins THE PRIZE.

Helm

Mexico, 1866

Felix contemplated alone inside a closed trolley, the confines lifting him up an incredible distance even from his already high-placed abode. From his strategic vantage point the entire surrounding city was exposed to his uninterested sight. Slowly he ascended, the small infinitesimal specs on the lowest portion of the over world (which shone with a bright enchanting splash of sunlight) proceeded to get even smaller. Levels upon levels existed, plates upon plates covered in uniform and mimicking houses over artificial grass that expanded as far as the eye could comprehend. Railways and power trails for trolleys scattered about like the circulatory system, for transportation was no issue for the Ap people. Below them all was the electrified white panel of steel that assured no outbreaks from the mutants below would ever become a reality. It was all for a logical cause, all to prevent an epidemic from turning into something worse. As long as the trash stayed in the can, all of the righteous could live free.

On normal occasions, Felix would have never surmised of rising over even the most noble and famous people of Ap, however the present was a most unique and imperative time. Today those of whom he had only spoken to a handful of times in his life has summoned him for a direct conversation; they had taken intense interest in a specific aspect of the judge's affairs. Even as the thoughts transmitted throughout his head, his body warmed pleasingly from the sun's rays, which seeped through the thick glass. The lift he resided in was one of the most used lifts of the entire empire. In fact it was one of the reasons this particular city was even noted on the maps. Not only was it one of the only known lifts to publicly rise to an overhead node, but it was unique in that it actually went to the planets surface below as well. Though other then banishing markless scum, going underground held very petty and useless applications, save from getting ones death in ailments.

The horizon blackened, the blazing sun pasted in the sky slowly eclipsed in a familiar obscurity. The ring that surrounded the planet was making its standard round over them, and Felix was temporarily troubled in spirit.

"Teh underscum be complainin' about their situation, eh?" Felix humbled himself as he spoke. "We're just as under as the like! The true rulers reside in that blazon and glorious metal ring!" He found himself staring and pointing at the black plague consuming the sky. "Anyone naught inside that save from god is a damned prisone--"

"Process breach detected!" A loud overbearing breathing dictated into his mind, hearing as little human as a ravenous beast. "Emitting cleansing impulses! Submit!"

Felix responded without hesitation in a programmed fashion.” Yes sir!" All memories of the past minute were pillaged from his mind. As if nothing abnormal had transpired, he turned unkemptly scratching his ruffled eye path. Reaching down he withdrew a cigar biting down and starting his ritual of smoking. With a wide grin he entered the now open door of the trolley. He had reached the top of the highest towers in that city-- the overhead node.

The interior was otherworldly, contrasting the open light and glass with gloomy darkness, wires and monitors connected to all plausible walls. Upon the monitors were engraved illegible text and pictures of structures and complexes Felix had never fathomed to exist before. Upon some, however, he identified as the Ap pressure house, a covert facility near the bottom plate used to swiftly kill those who broke laws, only outside of public eye. He had once been assigned a position within one ages ago, and on countless occasions witnessed mortal skulls crack into two pieces upon enduring gradually increased pressure for weeks at a time. The methods used inside that one godless and damned facility was so vulgar and vile; words themselves could hardly capture the primal terrors and emotions bridled in the establishment. Unlike before, however, Felix now took pleasure at such gory and unorthodox thoughts. He proceeded down the hall with no further hesitation.

Before long the tram he traversed upon departed; returning downward to its dock. A latch systematically replaced the glass door, blocking all sunlight and leaving Felix in almost complete darkness. All that remained to guide him was the eerie red glow from the computer screens. Descending into the hallway he reached a circular door rimmed in a red rubber. Both the walls and the doors were painted in an extremely ominous blue, one that reflected the uneasiness Felix felt upon his presence there. The hatch popped open vertically the moment his body heat reached detecting range, exposing before him the very thing that had summoned him.

The Inside exposed no imminent signs of change. Felix's hair weltered and shifted upon their tips, his very comfort shattering in a ray of uneasy cowardice. Declaring its dominance was a colossal glass orb possessing the center stage of the moderately lit zone, in which the source of light was yet unknown to Felix. Before the orb of dominance was kneeling a humbled subservient pawn, a position Felix wasted no time to mimic. The pawn was a beautiful young lass, reflecting what petty light thrived in her long thick black strands of flowing hair, which was tied into a lengthy ponytail. Her clothes were dark like his, however the materials were thin and it seemed as if it were conceived for the sole purpose of granting its user additional agility and stealth. Unique to nearly all he laid eyes on, her mark was clearly shown on her right check rather then the commonplace forehead. She reminds me of my sister Contra, thought the judge.

To Felix's dismay, his attention could not capture every articulate feature of his associate. His eye, both reluctant and drowsy, stooped to the ground impatiently. An eternity passed without even a word, then suddenly as if conjured by magic immense heat emitted from the vibrant sphere. A voice Felix could swear to hearing multiple times in his life spoke, though his memory failed to bring to mind even one instance. Usually a glamorous agent would meet them personally, however this time was vibrantly altered.

"Arise. Avert your eyes from me. One look and your heart will be halted from what you witness." It spoke, like an abominable machine from some bizarre science fiction. Despite the theory of its inhumanness, it possessed some signs of organic speech in it's tone. Both Felix and the woman followed the command flawlessly. "The both of you have henceforth been summoned here as my chosen children, for your loyalty sticks unquestionably among the sheep. First to the male, I will give you stringent instructions and upon receiving them you are to depart immediately. Proceeding this I will address this female."

Felix nodded; sweat pounding the unsuspecting floor that was made of what appeared to be standard steel. Shadows danced on the ground, whatever was happening within the glass orb above it was producing a much greater amount of light.

"Male, regarding those whom we despise.” Each word that this unknown entity protruded reverberated and evolved in Felix’s fear-stricken mind. For once in his lifespan he would consider turning from this hell, yet he remained without choice.

”You are to retrieve the one you most recently condemned, a well-known figure against the last strand of those refusing our love, and impinge upon her a new technology. You will raise her, and with her expose any that remain in resistance. She will not only aid us here, yet over our entire world. To do this will greatly please us."

Felix fought back unexplainable tears, which was quite a jolt to his pompous ego having never recollecting a tear shed in his life. Without warning an oddity plunged from above. It appeared to be a laughably tiny rod with a silver tip, which would be intangible with any less mass. It was a basic object without any palpable adornments. It merely groveled at Felix's feet waiting for him to receive it. Felix could not initiation his ability to fathom how the object had been give by the orb without hands or feet, but his mind was quickly expiated of the thought.

"This is the S-5 plan, child. Plant that silver tip upon her head and the rest will be self-explanatory! Show her your ways, and tell her of our campaign to seek the rebellious hiding places. I will see every last one impaled!"

"Sir!" Felix jumped up and replied without first thinking, "Why do yeh not scan our surface as was done many years past? Then all beings both marked rightly and contrary-wise will be exposed before your sight!"

"You dare speak!" It shot at Felix as his vision instantly throbbed in a pulsating and chaotic fashion. Blood flowed from both his mouth and his ears in violent spurts. It took immense effort to refrain from falling unconscious-- or worse. "Leave at once and do what you are told, damnable fool! One more error and we will gladly find another!"

And so without another gesture, Felix wielded the device and whimpered away retaining what blood he could, determined to get his new task behind him.

This appears to have a striking similarity to the one posted in UNFOUND.

Coincidence?!

Sindred must be into plagiarism.

Originally Posted by GestaltAlteration

Sindred must be into plagiarism.

OMG!!! That's flashing news!!

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Haha.. ok so you say Unfound isn't a copy of Lost and I'll say Powerpoof Boys isn't a copy of Powerpuff Girls.

I love you anyway

I need actions from:

GROD
DANIEL D.
KROMOH

Do you freaks wanna play or what? >:{

Mah bad, I had an epic brain fart. I sent them to youse right...now.

serious I haven't sent them?

shit xD

Excellllent....

All actions recieved. Chapter soon.

hahahahah

Originally Posted by GestaltAlteration

Chapter soon.

Thank God, it's been long enough already!

Yes, but note the trash can.

Helm is canned. Finished. Never to breath again!

Even if I wanted to I couldn't bring back this sleeping behemoth.

TWO MORE UNITS OF O-!!!!

CLEAR!!!!!!

Stand by

Seriously, it was getting really good. Don't give up. >:{

HmmmmmmMmmmmmmmmMmmmMmmmm....

Oh I've read a good chunk of the Gantz manga now Grod.

Word. Where are you up to?

So I heard this was dead.

Lol

I see a connection here. Anyways, NEW RP NAO! Discuss with me in chat...

Why don't we use Lunar Light's RPing board for that? ^^

No way man, there are so many extra rules and stuff you got to use to just make a character.

Unless you get me into that roleplaying group, and then we'll start talking.