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Seeing the suspicious members come on to the stands Scarlet made a quick hand gesture using her middle and index fingers pointed upwards and spun them around. This told those who were not around the ring of the match, there to stop the PK from actually killing anyone, to spread out and surround any ominous figures. In a guild only chat they were given orders to stand by while the match went on but pounce if any of them made even the slightest move that looked like trouble.
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DAY 20December 19th, Wednesday [ LEVEL TWENTY - BGM20 - STATUS: ??? - UPDATE ] Spoiler: Dream There was a darkness so steep that no matter how much one were to climb they would never be able to escape it. In fact the more they tried the further they would fall. It consumed all it touched, devouring them whole. What's worse was that it was spreading, covering the lands at amazing speed. At this rate his kingdom would surely fall. "Sire, what do you plan on doing?" The one to ask was his loyal right hand man Sir Plume. Without Sir Plume's input the kind would have not made it this far. However Anthony has noticed that of late his plans were slipping and sometimes he would disappear altogether, like he was becoming a ghost. "Sire?" From the tower it was easy to see the shadow growing on the horizon as it drew ever so close. Already had it claimed the lands of his former enemies whom he now felt pity for. And even some friends were gone. "Are you frightened?" This was a new voice as the owner of the first had vanished. The new speaker appeared to be composed of the same darkness the looming shadow and was just as fearful. "Don't be, for you know I am always here for you. I will protect you and stop any who desire to hurt you. No one shall ever come between you and whatever it may be that you long for." Slowly this person faded too and soon the darkness was upon him, swallowing the castle. And yet he remained whole, floating in a never-ending abyss. Yet despite how terrifying it had seemed it felt comforting, like something he'd always known... How easy would it be to let it take him and simply drift away... But alas a pain overtook him as a blinding light came into view, forcing the king back into the unknown. Eyelids slowly opened to reveal a white ceiling looming above. And behind them were the mismatch colored eyes of Anthony Evans that now looked around the room. It was so foreign, as if he were someplace he did not belong. Did he belong here? The question was a puzzling one, one that could not be answered in just the five minutes given before the boy sat up and began dressing for the day, left the room for some breakfast and returned to blog. How...odd everything he did felt. Was he still dreaming? For it felt like a dream. None of this felt real, as if he was walking through some thick fog that weighed his bones down. Maybe he had woken up too early and the effects of sleep lingered... Breaking this train of thought was a series of beeps drawing his attention to his pocket, which held the ever present red flip phone he had recently acquired. Apparently had woken up too early as his alarm set for seven o'clock was only just going off. How strange, for he slept in more than anything. Oh, there seemed to be a message as well. From his aunt. How strange. What was hard? Why was he going to be staying over there? Were...these tears? None of it made any sense. Everything was fine and everyone he knew had to of been alive and well so why did it feel like so many people were missing? It hurts. It hurts so much. While clenching his chest the boy nearly toppled over as the fog grew heavier and heavier. He tried crying out for help but only choked sobs came at first. When words finally could form he tried calling out for his mom but she did not come. Wasn't she a bad person? He hadn't really given it much thought but he was told that whenever he spoke of her. Still, despite her wrong doings and judgement she gave him care for fifteen years and had a softer side some would have never seen. A side that Anthony worked so hard to receive praise from and make smile and was waiting for to come back. But it wasn't coming back, was it? She will never been seen or heard again. The same was true with his dad, Abby, Temperance, John and other victims of this twisted game. But no...it wasn't the game that took their lives...it was his sister...who said she did it for him. Because of him they were dead and never coming back. Wasn't this room on the third floor? Was three stories enough to kill? It didn't seem like it but already had the boy moved over to the window and began looking down while he thought about it. Maybe there were more floors, enough to do the job... "You can't do that baby brother. I won't let you hurt yourself." "Shut up!" The voice silenced itself at his command but another one soon rang in his head. "We still need a hero." Sniffling and wiping away his tears the boy moved from the window. It was too early for this, wasn't it? That didn't mean the urge went away, no by all means did he want to run and jump out of that window. But for now...he wouldn't. Taking deep breaths he went to calm himself, pacing across the carpeted floor with unease. It was against the rules, wasn't it? No suicide. Breaking it could have resulted in hurting the others which he's done enough of so no matter how strong the urge it couldn't happen. The hundred days wouldn't last forever either so he could make it. He had to. Collapsing back into his bed Anthony buried himself in the sheets once more, unsure what to do next.
[ LEVEL NINETEEN - BGM19 - STATUS: ASLEEP - UPDATE ] If the game had been in his room Anthony could have gone all night, especially since he did not wish to part with it before losing all his lives at least once. However as the hours rolled on it became painfully clear that he'd wind up here alone if he had decided to stay. So once he finished the second castle, using it as a check point if there was going to be a next time the boy stood and said goodbye to the ones he had spoken to that day before leaving. Today had been a rather decent day until the mention of John's death. Is that why Cherno didn't show? Anthony had a feeling he would find out sometime soon, though had planned on telling him himself. If he could even manage such a thing though. It would have been nice to have some fun before finding out though, but maybe fun afterwards would work better? Since it seemed to have helped him. Well, it had been enough up until now. Once back to his room he had just enough time to shower and eat dinner before getting a phone call from aunt Victoria. The older woman spoke as if she was still learning English, finding each word difficult to say. "A-Anthony dear... It's your mother. She's...my sister she's..." He did not even allow her to finish before hanging up, moving to hide under the sheets of his bed. No, he hadn't heard that. No nothing bad had happened. In fact he probably was dreaming right now, it was just some horrible nightmare. Shaking with tears falling down his face he closed his eyes and waited for sleep to overtake him and wash away this grief. And once it was gone morning would come and reveal that it all had just been a terrible thought, one far from the truth. Or so he had to hope. After agreeing that they should talk again and parting with the boy Daniel returned to the masses. A few more slices of pizza sounded ideal but as she made her way over to the table someone's voice caught her attention. "Hey, have you seen my wallet?" Uh-oh. It wasn't like anyone was really drinking at this party, now that would have been a nice cover. In fact everything inside her told her not to lift people's things unless enough covers were present so the chances of being caught were low. But those impulses couldn't be controlled. In any case that was the sign to get the hell out and thus she was gone. When back in her room she realized her room mate had been in and appeared to be sleeping but spared little thought about being quiet when getting ready for bed. However she wasn't very loud, either. Hm...still kind of rude, especially considering how they talked last. So after dumping today's catch into a drawer she already claimed as her own she took out a wallet and grabbed some cash from it before dropping it back in. Perhaps she could use this to treat the girl - Aileen, wasn't it? - tomorrow. But for now it was time to sleep. ………………… Tumblr › Wearing › Mood ›› Considerate › Interaction Level ›› 1
[/url] How nice of him to wait and allow her to speak more. Normally she would be cut off which was such a pain and would often flare up her temper. However something told her it wasn't done out of the kindness of his heart, if only not entirely. Oh but that would be expected of a first encounter as each was learning of the other. Normally, though, the other side were too stupid to know much and fell for the pretty face. That did not seem to be the case here. "Nice to meet you too," she shook his hand before withdrawing her own, placing it on her bag as the conversation continued. "Oh," she sighed, "yeah but sooner or later it's going to cause problems. The classes hardly mix without some clashes after all, each with something to prove." Blah. Boring talk. She wasn't about to show her disinterest though as that would surely kill this meet. But really, the guy seemed smart. Smart enough to put up his guard at least, so talking like she normally did would probably get her looked down upon and having that would be unacceptable. "But you're a Bell," term used with a joking tone, "so we're in the same boat I'm guessing." ………………… Tumblr › Wearing › Mood ›› Cheeky › Interaction Level ›› 3
[ LEVEL NINETEEN - BGM19 - STATUS: HAVING FUN - UPDATE ] Turning back to the game he realized it was now his turn to play so his focus shifted. Ah! He got a feather, one of the best power ups in the game. Least in his opinion. It was mostly due to it giving him the power to fly and who didn't like the ability of flight? But multitasking here. What would be a better title? Conqueror of Evil? Ha, no that was worse. Wave Master kinda sounded cool... "What about Spring Savior?" That wasn't meant to be out loud, but his thoughts were escaping him now. Oh, damn. It would appear that she's been spotted. Though the more challenging the situation the more fun, no? So she gave the one that had spoken to her a smile before looking down at the kid sitting on the floor who was mumbling something along the lines of 'I think it's a cool title.' And yes, it was rather cold but this is when indoor heating gets a lot of praise. "That's him, I take it?" she asked while gesturing towards the boy before placing her gaze on the standing one. "Actually not a huge gamer but new to the school and this would be the first party here. Been hoping to meet more people here as well." That line was sold with a confident smile as she brushed her hair behind her ear. Would a fake name do better here? Hm...they went to the same school so it wouldn't last long now, would it? "Name's Daniel." ………………… Tumblr › Wearing › Mood ›› Cheeky › Interaction Level ›› 3
[ LEVEL NINETEEN - BGM19 - STATUS: HAVING FUN - UPDATE ] "I'm Anthony, Hero of the Estate," he replied. It was then when he realized that he hadn't heard the other boy's name either. Oh well, now was a good opening for it at least, it he wasn't too distracted killing turtles and freeing Yoshi that is. While waiting for it Anthony looked around, realizing that Harley was also here. Giving the older male a smile he waved. "Hey, Hot Springs Hero." Nah. It still was a lame title. Why was thinking of these suddenly so hard? Damn, he would need to think of something else and soon. Lifting had made her forget her original reason for coming here; food. So while taking a small break she moved over to the table with the pizzas and began eating a few slices while taking the time to look around the room. No one of interest really stuck out, besides that psychic chick. Tarots and readings were cool and all, but to be honest someone being able to see into the future always creeped her out. Besides, what fun would that be anyway? Surprises were one of the few things good in life. Though it felt like a shame they always had to dress up in a certain way. The sillier they looked the less people seemed to take them seriously, which seemed bad for business. In the end it hardly mattered as Daniel had little intentions of bothering the other female, moving towards the groups playing games instead. Their attention seemed to be the most lacking after all, so a wallet or two could come her way from there. Bolting afterwards would be best though, as surely it was only a matter of time before others started realizing they were missing their cash. ………………… Tumblr › Wearing › Mood ›› Hopeful › Interaction Level ›› 2
[ LEVEL NINETEEN - BGM19 - STATUS: HAVING FUN - UPDATE ] After taking a seat he saw that he would be player two. This was slightly bothersome, since he was supposed to be the main character in his gaming adventures. But in the end he knew he had to respect one of the most important unspoken rules; 'host is always player one.' "Ready to go," he said as he got an extra soda and waited his turn. It was not long after that when someone else came up to them, some girl by the sounds of it but he couldn't take his eyes off of the screen. And apparently she wished to watch. "Well, duh, of course you can," he said with some laughter though jokingly. There had been talk about some party going on somewhere on campus so the blonde went out searching for the source before returning to her room with a flyer. Seemed like it was some nerd set-up so her interest quickly died. However as the day rolled on with nothing to do or eat she began seriously considering the deal. Who knows, maybe the nerds could be entertaining? In any case she realized she did not shower the day before so that had to be done. There was no rush, but still she made haste. For if too many people showed what if she got associated with the ones there? Ah, no one even knew her name and with the weeks before classes started everyone would surely forget. Still...despite going for a distracting and food the girl took her time in picking out her clothes. It's just been so long since she's been to a party or even dressed up, so why not use this chance to? This dress was too formal... What about these pants? No, too casual... Ugh, fuck it. Something simple will do. And once it was decided she was off. And when she got there it seemed to be later than she hoped as the place was pretty fill, for a party like this during some off time anyway. Which was nice, as it made it easy to bump into people without them making much of it. ………………… Tumblr › Wearing › Mood ›› Hopeful › Interaction Level ›› 2
[ LEVEL NINETEEN - BGM19 - STATUS: ??? - UPDATE ] "Whoa," Anthony muttered as he dodged a passing boy. What a rude one that seemed to be, but that hardly mattered as he was leaving. Hopefully no one else was like that though. His hopes were listened to as someone else came up to him, seemingly a lot brighter and nicer. This was great, especially as he talked about games in such a manner. What a relief that this was a party actually worth while for the last time he went to one of these things they only cared for xboxes and PS3s, which were great and all but nothing was quite like the classics. Smiling he nodded at the other's words. "Yeah, you'd think more people would know about that. Hey is that a Super Nintendo too? We should totally play Super Mario together." Then his phone rang so he took it out to shoot out a quick reply before returning his attention to Marcus.
here's to the last year
[ LEVEL NINETEEN - BGM19 - STATUS: ??? - UPDATE ] Yesterday had been wasted away with sleep and video games, though that hardly made it a bad day. In fact, it would have been perfect if it were not for the worry of his still out of it room mate and the uncertainty of how to move on in the game. It was really stressful and stress was not something the boy handled well. A longer, happier respite felt needed so when he saw a flyer for a party he had decided to go there in hopes of unwinding enough to get his brain working again. And perhaps he could even run into Nora again, or at least Cherno. Oh, speaking of. Wiping out his phone he brought up his contacts to send a text to said Mr. Logical. Once sent his mismatched eyes looked up to meet the door of said party room and after pocketing his phone he entered. And once inside he was rather impressed with the set-up. How did one even get so much pizza? "Hey," he greeted those already inside as he made his way for a plain cheesy slice for his stomach could not wait through introductions as it was. Oh, coolers too! A coke would be nice, so he went looking for one. After finding one he looked towards one of the tvs, amazed at how there was eight of them. They weren't stolen, were they? "Oh, is that a 64? I haven't played one in weeks."
[ Contact Information ► Mood: Wiped Out ► Subjects: N/A ► OOC: N/A ] There it was again, that thing that made him so nervous to be around this girl. It almost felt as if she plotted against him, that if he were to ever sleep in the same area he would not awaken the next morning. How terrifying. Nodding at her words Elliot took out his phone to double check the alarm for this appointment, just to be sure. "I shall be sure to arrive on schedule I assure you."How would one even go about punishing another in this situation? It was not like Olivia held something important over Elliot's head, as far as he knew anyway. Still...maybe never finding out would be better than knowing? Yes, we shall go with that. In other news, an earlier debated assumption of intense family issues had resurfaced along with a memory of learning Olivia was related to a police officer. Though that was painfully clear. Families... The more he learned and saw the more a happy, functional family system seemed to be a myth. Like a story you'd tell your kid so they would not cry themselves to sleep. Or one used to keep people having kids, despite how overpopulated the world already was. Though fairy tales seemed to be coming true now with this psychic business and game. There was even the whole animal and princess connection right before him. Ah...he would have to forget today's dealings if life is to ever continue per usual. Otherwise these things were going to twist his brain into a sponge. "Perhaps if I had a soul I would consider doing so," such things did not exist. Sure living organisms had an energy source but the commonly accepted opinion of souls did not sit right with him. Oh but look she's dead now. No, wait. After approaching the window she fell out of and looking down it would appear that she landed just fine on the ground before. That was even worse than the talk of magic, for surely at this height, wind pressure-- No. He was done. Absolutely done. He would give his statement to the cops outside once they arrived before returning to his dorm room where another twenty minute shower took place before Elliot changed into his night clothes, which also included the gloves, mask, and thick layers. After that he realized his room mate was already asleep, sending a ping of guilt through him for not being more considerate with his entrance and light usage. Ben was accommodating enough, so seemed to have deserved that much at least. Though he never was able to get a blood sample... A few hairs, yes, but that was hardly anything in comparison. Sighing, the boy went to update his tumblr with subject facts and post before laying down to sleep.
For the question I will take a stab at it and guess Mexico City.
I'd like to spend a point on Dexterity and equip the Blessed Thief Keyblade to Yana.
Watching the fiendish lion get dragged off brought a certain feeling of accomplishment, more so than the defeat of the monster did. Why, she wished she could do this back home. Ah, home... Anyway... Secret rooms were surely something of interest. Even better that the fake king was sitting upon such a thing this entire time without realizing it. The thought brought a smirk to her face as the girl approached the newly discovered staircase and descended. Curiosity and all. What blinding treasure down here...even with only the light of torches to illuminate it. "Ah," what's this? It would seem that the keyblade of hers appeared on its own and was being drawn by some unseen force which pointed it towards the far wall. There, she now noticed, was a keyhole with an outline that now glowed. It drew her blade, one that then sent out a light that poured into the hole. A clicking sound was then heard; it had been locked and then vanished. Figuring that was all that had to be done she exited the room, returning to the others. "Well, I think that does it here. Erm...and thanks for all the help, by the way." Ha. Thanking people...why was it such a hard task? But there, it was out of the way now so no more guilt would eat at her.
ow pain.
[ Contact Information ► Mood: Intrigued // Unnerved ► Subjects: 001; Marina + 002; Olivia ► OOC: N/A ] How much longer now? Five minutes? Ten? Waiting here, doing nothing. So boring. It was too boring. And with the blood right there, so close... He had to look away, do something. But what... Answering his thoughts were a voice, one unexpected yet welcomed. Such a soft, elegant sound though belonging to someone impossible to picture coexisting in this plane. Ah, but people were like that, weren't they? It should have been foreseen in such a school but options were very limited when Elliot had signed up for this place. No matter, it was far too late to change locations now. Pointless, even. And he was presented with a problem so much more pressing. Troublesome, really. A nightmare. To touch her. He already had to bear one person's touch today so another? Even with both having gloves it was hard to get around the fact that it'd be physical contact. But could he really deny the request of someone in need? Well...to be honest he normally would. But she gave the chance of escape as well, with her following statements. To be rid of this place seemed like a wonderful concept, so perhaps just this once he would compromise. Or well, this second time. But no more after this. Surely never again. Moving over his own hand reached for hers, though reluctantly. He would not take her hand but she could take his and use it to stand. Yes, that should be assistance enough. This also freed his thoughts to focus on the other things Olivia had mentioned. There was another appointment to be had, it seemed. One he almost forgotten about, which was a rare thing indeed for he never let something of the like slip his mind. In fact he had never missed an appointment or even shown up late. Perhaps early, by hours even, but never late. "I would never let myself smell in such a manner. I'd die. B-but then my body... Rephrasing. I will never smell in such a manner unless dead." Looking to Marina again he hoped she could deal with this...issue on her own because now with the thought of the smell sticking to him his desire to leave heightened. "I must go too. I cannot be here any longer with this...r-rotting corpse. I would much rather wait outside, if you do not mind. Even if you do mind I will be going out anyway. I suggest you to do the same, unless...you like...these..."
As Scarlet made her way to the second-in-command - after making sure Shiina was okay, apologizing to her, and promising to make it up - a window flashed in front of her. A friend request? Hm, seems to be from one of the players she fought in the first round. The person seemed okay in Scarlet's eyes so she accepted the request before sending one of her own to Shiina, having forgotten to do that sooner.
[ Contact Information ► Mood: Intrigued ► Subject: 001; Marina ► OOC: N/A ] How one worded things was very important. Everyone did it differently so each at their own, unique way of putting things. And as someone who saw the importance of words this meant a great deal to Elliot, so when Marina said it would be an honor he had to wonder if she, too, was someone who paid close attention to these things. Though it had been a problem in his speech, as too often would his thoughts get jumbled as they spilled out of his mouth, normally due to the difficulty presented when faced with human interactions. It was quite the embarrassment, but something that he had yet to fix despite his desire to do so. Maybe if- Hm, something was suddenly wrong with Marina. A hand cramp, maybe? That would explain why the cards were dropped, that is until she made eye contact with him. Something else was amiss judging by the look of her eyes. His attention then turned to the death card. Tarot cards seemed to hold many meanings, though without knowing the first thing about them he had to assume the obvious. Was this play an attempt to further her earlier point about shortened lifespans? A comment about the folly of this was almost made but before it could be created the other stood and began exiting the room. And, well, Elliot was certainty not staying in this place any longer than need be so he followed. Though maybe he ought to return to his own room now? ... No, he couldn't. He had to learn where she was going now and what was happening, just for the sake of knowing. So in the end he trailed along to the Astrometry Tower, a grand place. One of the best things on campus. However its glorious insides were tainted with a foul scent that even with the mask he could smell. They would soon come upon the source. Blood. So much...and the decomposing body. Though by the looks of it the boy had not been left there long enough to degrade, especially since there had been a lack of bugs to help move along the process. But still, it smelled. Putting a gloved hand to his face Elliot began shaking. It was disgusting yet fascinating. And the red substance...ah, if only he could get a sample. But with it being a crime scene it would be unwise to do so, especially with a witness to his deed. Speaking of, what was said witness doing? Oh. Calling for help. The smart, correct thing to do in such a situation so he was glad it was being dealt with. And even happier that it was done without his assistance. "Olivia? Someone l-like her couldn't..." do this, "still alive? Must have found...or been knocked out... Probably f-found..." Ha... Envy of her luck would have taken hold if it were not for the clear fact she would be anything but pleased to have been the first one here. So instead there was sympathy. Oh, but she was on the list... Was this another related matter? To steady himself Elliot moved towards the nearest wall and leaned against it, figuring he ought to remain until the authorities showed, being a witness himself. At least...at least it should be only a matter of minutes before they got here.
