SilverStitch watched from his taller domain of Canvas Town, he stared with slight sadness towards the Black-and-White City, and sighed. "What am I to do, if nothing can bring him to realization?" he rubbed the back of his neck and put up the 5 color light. It would shine up Canvas Town to keep the monochromes out as everyone slept. Red hung the air, blue hugged the blankets, yellow lit the floor lights, green kept the plants vibrant and growing. Magenta danced playfully with the fireflies.
Ayano kept moving on, and noticed the blackness of night was coming. It was inevitable, even for the Creatives' domain, for the blackness of night to come, where the Monochromes were their strongest. If only I could color the moon... she thought sadly, and set camp near a river. Chernonog sat upon his tall throne of the Monochromes' main tower. He missed nothing from such a high place. It was perfect for him. He watched the gray moon with a blank expression. He always had this expression. The gears within him churned and spluttered, making noise. It purred silently.
ooc:Alrighty! We seem to be all set! SO let's get this show on the road! BIC: Ayano sighed, she had been walking for 4 days aimlessly. She was supposedly following SilverStitch, but he had vanished by morn. She only has the feeling to keep heading in the direction they had travelled, and hoped to get there soon. She needed food, and stopped for a snack of colorful berries she had found in the Creative's Forest that was in the Nothing. The taste made her smile. Yes... She thought, the pink berries staining her fingers. I have come a long way, I must keep going... SilverStitch is waiting for me, I must keep on.... She was determined. She had some of the red berries, and packed up, moving along like always.
".... Kill her." Ashir snapped his fingers, and EAM was off, charging at VEL and using the blue of her necklace to create ice claws, taking back the green, and turning the whole stadium of sandy dirt, and sparked a flame of wildfire.
Karl pushed VEL in the stadium, and locked the door. EAM stared blankly at VEL, from the other side of the stadium.
Karl chuckled. "No need to worry, you have to fight her yourself, and save her son. I am not going to try talking with her, it's better to watch, less energy wasted."
Karl led VEL to the stadium, and pushed VEL into the door. "Go. I cannot face her." he sighed sadly, and looked back at VEL. "You have to face her, or you'll never get her back."
"Silly human." Karl chuckled, and went on ahead, dragging VEL by the arm.
Karl went through, and pulled VEL along beside him. By an unknown power he sealed the portal, and stared at VEL. "This has nothing to do with him. It's only you and her."
"Alright." Karl petted Arma, watching VEL. "Are we going now, or no?"
"Shouldn't Riku watch Sora?" Karl asked, slightly confused.
"If his new spear punctures your humanly soft skin, you would become his underling." Karl said simply. "I am not human, so I am better."
Karl chuckled. "Why do you need those humans? They won't be able to help you against Ashir's new weapon."
Karl popped up behind VEL. "Liar. You humans all are. You know her son has created a new conscious through his slavery. He also has taken control of his mother. You will be dead if you fought them both. Ashir plans to overthrow and control you and Mage, and control reality." he set a large warning for VEL. "You have no idea what you have done."
"Alright then Mistress." Ashir smiled delicately. Oh My Mistress you will not know of your mistakes.... What are you planning to do!? What have you done with my mother!? Ashir was having a mental argument. EAM was still limp. A puppet of no strings, but she sat up and lived anyway. Ashir's mind held the strings, whom formed a plan under his wing only. He was planning to overthrow Master Reality, and succeed.
"But with this EAM figure, you could become full, and even control Xikari!" Ashir wasn't much of a slave.
"Yes my Mistress, and maybe my mother could fight that VEL person. And since we have this EAM, we can overthrow even the Lady Xikari. Get VEL, we control everything, no?" Ashir held a gruesome smile.
Ashir bowed and headed in. Inside the stadium, he pointed the spear to his mother. EAM simply stood up and stared at him. Parma watched the two very carefully. She stood up and looked down at Ashir. "So.. You took him over?" "My mistress wishes me to fight you." Ashir kept his stance, and EAM didn't budge. He charged, spinning the staff and EAM barely dodged the swing, but it just barely nicked her sweater. "Dammit!" EAM twitched as her sweater was ripping. No damage. Ashir charged again, and made a large arch swinging motion with his staff. It only cut the fabric again, but then he did a small stab, puncturing skin. EAM fell over, limp and under control.
Ashir walked by Kairai, slightly leading her to the stadium. "My mother is in the stadium, waiting apparently. Now is a good time to strike."
Ashir took the staff, and looked up to Kareno. "I have not seen him, now go. Me and my Mistress have work. Right my Misstress?" He looked up with a cheery smile of tainted innocence at Kairai.
