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| Shade Man | Nov 13 2010, 05:27 PM Post #316 |
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I am the order within chaos...or is that the reverse?
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"The file is there...I know it is. It is repressed. Weil hated that man for defying his wishes. The file is...locked...I can see him but..." Genblem clutched his head. "You know I can possibly decrypt your mind." Shade Man says as he walks over. "I AM a hacker by hobby after all." Genblem tenses up. "I do not know...what of the risk?" --------------------------------- "It has been some time but I am sure I can get some help. Oil Man?" Zap turnd to see a large elephant reploid sitting where Oil Man was. "AHHH!!! A FAT ROBOT JUST SAT ON OIL MAN!!!" "WHO YOU CALLING FAT UNC?" The elephant says. "I've been...altered by canon into this. Flame Mammoth, Flame Man's successor." "If that's a Ganesha dig I am not happy. I'm not from india." Flame Man yelleed from the kitchen. "No it's not. Remember that talk we had on what animals we'd be if we were reploids?" Flame Mammoth says. "Ahh yes. I chose an Ibex, one native to my home land. You chose...I see." Flame Man says. "This." Flame Mammoth says. |
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| Briansfox | Nov 19 2010, 08:56 AM Post #317 |
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The fine line between insanity and creativity
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Moirae couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "I don't remember that. The man never really defied Weil, at least not outright. Then again, my memory might be a bit hazy." *** "Pyu~." Aquagirl had just woken from her nap. When she woke up, she noticed Commander Yanmark, and wandered over to him. She looked at him curiously, thinking that he was Yanmara. "Hmm?" Yanmark noticed Aquagirl as she started tugging on his wing. "Oh, hello there." "Pyu?" Aquagirl didn't understand. Wasn't this Yanmara? Why did she sound different? "I don't think that's Yanmara." Aqua Beast told her. "Although he does bear a striking resemblence. Maybe this is her brother that she's been trying to find." "What's your name?" Yanmark asked. "Pyu." "Can't talk yet, huh? Ah, that's alright." Yanmark knelt down and patted Aquagirl's head. "You are a cute little tyke, y'know that?" *** Roll gave a lighthearted giggle at Oilman's new appearance. "Wait until Timeman get a load of you." she told him. "He's not going to believe his eyes." He attitude then changed, and she sighed. "Don't let this go to your head, Oily. Just because you've changed your look doesn't mean you should change everything." She gave him a weak smile. "But I know you. You're not going to forget your family anytime soon." |
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| Shade Man | Nov 19 2010, 03:11 PM Post #318 |
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I am the order within chaos...or is that the reverse?
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"Of course not Sis. I'm still me, no worries. I'm just bigger. I can still even do my healing job as well." Flame Mammoth says. "As for Timey well...he'll flip." |
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| Briansfox | Nov 25 2010, 10:26 PM Post #319 |
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The fine line between insanity and creativity
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"Speaking of Timey, didn't you call him a while ago?" Roll asked. "He should be here by now. He's not usually this late." *** "Pyu." Aquagirl took Yanmark's hand. "Where do you want to take me?" Yanmark asked. Aquagirl dragged the curious pilot over to Iris and Jet Stingray. "Pyu pyu~!" she pointed at him excitedly. "We already told her, Aquagirl. She should be on her way." said Iris. "Told her? Told who?" asked Yanmark, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, have we met?" "Oh, where are my manners?" said Iris. "My name's Iris, cheif navigator of Repliforce." "Commander Yanmark, master pilot. Now tell me, who would be interested in me being here?" "Your sister Yanmara, of cource." said Iris. "She's been looking for you for a while now." "All this time, huh? Mara, you stuborn sister of mine." said Yanmark with a sorrowful grin and a shake of his head. "I broke your heart once with my lapse in judgment, Mara. Don't make me break it twice." "Pardon?" asked Iris. "Just something from the past that I can't let go of." said Yanmark. "I won't bore you with the sob story, but suffice to say I didn't want her to find me." "Pyu?" Aquagirl seemed upset. "Oh, don't worry. I'm not leaving." said Yanmark with a smirk. "I'm man enough to face my mistakes. Besides, I don't think it'd be polite to disappoint her." |
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| Metabad | Dec 6 2010, 10:52 AM Post #320 |
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"Hm, interesting turn of events to say the least." Oilman said as he looked over at Flame Mammoth. "Although I'm sorry to hear about your friend, in canon at least. You have my sympathies, I know what it's like to lose someone close. Right, Torchman?" "Ja, ja...poor Sonicman, nevah had a chance." Torchman sighed while tuning his guitar. --- "I don't think hacking will be neccesssary, Ssshademan. I think I know who Moirae isss refering to...I've ssseen him before, I am certain of it. I believe hisss name was...well it ssstarted with a Y." Hyleg began mumbling, musing to himself trying his hardest to remember. "Yassshos...Yasssop...Yesssik...Yousss...YOUSSSKE! That'sss the one!" Hyleg snapped his claws together. "I am sssure of it, I did not know the man personally. However, I do know he asssisted in the creation of Moirae and was occasionally ssseen with a girl who was...reploid? Human perhapsss? Blassst...I forgot...again, my memoriesss before I died are very hazy." |
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| Briansfox | Dec 11 2010, 08:09 AM Post #321 |
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"I remember that she was human." said Moirae. "She didn't talk much, though. She just led Youske around, him being blind at all. Still, it is puzzling that Weil would have such a grudge against the man. I don't remember Youske rebelling against Weil, at least not outright." Psi seemed to smile. "What is it?" asked Moirae. "Tell me, Moirae. Why are you concerned about this?" asked Psi. "It doesn't seem to matter. At least, not for the moment." "Huh? Well, I'm just a bit curious, I guess." "I see. I think we've made a bit of progress." said Psi. "Trying to figure out the unknown instead of shying away from it. It's a step in the right direction." "Y-you really think so?" asked Moirae. "I know so." said Psi with a smile. Moirae couldn't help but smile back. "Th-thank you." she said. *** Mistral walked into the kitchen. "Hello, Flameman." she said in a low voice. "Sorry if I'm disturbing you, but I thought I'd make some snow cakes for everyone. As a little holiday surprise. Is that okay?" |
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| Dark_Knight | Dec 11 2010, 02:29 PM Post #322 |
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Loves Cobra Omega
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And then, Kuwanger slowly started to wake up. ''Ow... how did I sleep for so long?'' he groaned and looked around, confused. ''I feel like I've missed a lot...'' he then looked at his table, but there were only an empty coffee cup, his notepad and pencil there. He took the notepad and read the last bit. ''I'm afraid of never waking up again.'' He sighed. ''...Silly ironies.'' |
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The Ever Obscure One™ That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die. -The Call of Cthulhu (H.P. Lovecraft) ... Wait, wait... I wasn't supposed to do that? Wait a second, then. Here, take a look. And here, too. Giving Cobra Omega tons of action, YEAH!
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| Strider Hiryu | Dec 11 2010, 02:58 PM Post #323 |
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Indy slowly glanced over at the Bettleoid and tipped up his hat. His eyes remained closed as a smile was upon his face. "Bonjour, Comment ca va?" He greeted in his accent. "Is dare ah problem or somthin'? Ya look like someone put ah gris gris on ya..." |
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| Dark_Knight | Dec 11 2010, 03:17 PM Post #324 |
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Loves Cobra Omega
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Kuwanger raised his head to look at Indy, still bewildered and now somewhat confused by his dialect. ''Nice to meet you. As for me... I'm fine, but I've been sleeping for so much time, that I haven't got any idea of what's currently happening around. And sorry, but I don't know what a gris gris is...'' |
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The Ever Obscure One™ That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die. -The Call of Cthulhu (H.P. Lovecraft) ... Wait, wait... I wasn't supposed to do that? Wait a second, then. Here, take a look. And here, too. Giving Cobra Omega tons of action, YEAH!
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| Strider Hiryu | Dec 11 2010, 03:38 PM Post #325 |
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The Cajun alien gave a chuckle as he rubbed the back of his head. "Je suis desolé! It means "put ah curse on ya." He gave a small chuckle and extended his hand out. |
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| Briansfox | Dec 11 2010, 05:41 PM Post #326 |
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"You missed quite a bit, Boomer." said Marcus. "Moirae here's getting some help from Psi, and Mistral just went into the kitchen. Don't really know why, she never really cooked." "I suppose with that book of hers, she's read enough cookbooks to know how to make something." said Melody. "Wonder what she's planning?" *** "So, how do you know Mara?" Yanmark asked. "Oh, she's Jet Stingray's protégé." said Iris. "She's with Repliforce." "Repliforce, huh? Well, at least she had enough sense to get away from Darkman V." "You know him?" "Let's just say he's the reason why we were seperated." said Yanmark bitterly. "Although I do wonder if Mara ever found out that it was him behind the attack." "Hmm. Oh, where are my manners?" said Iris, gesturing to Jet Stingray. "Mr. Yanmark, this here is Jet Stingray, Private Yanmara's mentor." "Still a private? Given how long I was MIA, she should've made Major by now. What's the holdup?" asked Yanmark, half-jokingly. |
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| Strider Hiryu | Dec 11 2010, 06:19 PM Post #327 |
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"These some friends...?" Indy asked as pointed at Marcus. "So, Mistral is here, ay?" |
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| Dark_Knight | Dec 15 2010, 07:00 PM Post #328 |
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Loves Cobra Omega
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Kuwanger chuckled and shaked Indy's hand. ''Oh well, I guess you learn something new everyday. Name's Boomer Kuwanger, ally and member of the Maverick Hunters. Nice to meet you.'' He then looked at Marcus. ''I'm glad to know Moirae's getting help... from what I've seen and heard, the poor girl truly needed it. I'm so glad...'' Meanwhile, Viper overheard what Marcus said. ''Cooking, huh? I kinda like that... too bad all the stuff I make always ends biting back.'' she thought, and took a sip of her drink. Kuwanger suddenly remembered something. ''So... this means that Fear Specter being hasn't shown up yet?'' he asked to Marcus and Melody. |
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The Ever Obscure One™ That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die. -The Call of Cthulhu (H.P. Lovecraft) ... Wait, wait... I wasn't supposed to do that? Wait a second, then. Here, take a look. And here, too. Giving Cobra Omega tons of action, YEAH!
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| Strider Hiryu | Dec 15 2010, 07:11 PM Post #329 |
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Indy gave a smile as he tipped his hat forwards. "Ah know Mistral..." He said in his soft tone. |
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| Briansfox | Dec 15 2010, 08:11 PM Post #330 |
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"I doubt the guy's gonna show up for a long while, if at all." said Marcus. "At this point, I'd just write off his threats as pointless saber-rattling. Not to say he won't try to attack, but just not in the forseeable future." "I agree." said Mu, flipping a card. "The Sun Arana shines brightly over all. Many good things await us." *** Mistral got right to work. She opened up her book, revealing a recipe for snow cakes. "Now, let's see." she said as she washed her hands. "Molassas, cinnimon, flour, sugar, water, shortening... All that's missing is snow. Hmm... I think I'll need some help with this." She summoned a familiar-looking spirit. "How would you like to be my sue chef?" she asked. "Heh, listen to this broad! She dragged me from the afterlife just so I could help her in the kitchen!" the ghost replied with a snicker. "I'll let Frostman know you're here." said Mistral sternly. "What?! I can't let him see me like this yet! I'm not ready!" the spirit complained. "Then no backtalk." said Mistral. "Fine, fine." the spirit grumbled. "Whaddya want? I was in the middle of telling Gyroman this really funny joke." "I need some snow. A lot of snow, actually." "Look, I'm not Snowman, here. I'm Aquaman." said the spirit. "Water, I can provide. Snow, no way." "Meep meepmeep meep." Mistral chanted, her hand glowing. "What was that?" "You may now interact with the material world for as long as I allow it." said Mistral. "The only stipulation is that you do what I ask. Now, go out and fetch me some snow. 2,400 pounds should be enough." "2,400 pounds?! Are you out of your mind?!" said Aquaman, aghast. "Oh, Frostman~." "Alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going!" the ghostly Robot Master said as he left. While Mistral and the ghost of Aquaman had their discussion, only Flameman could see it, being dead himself. Burnerman only saw Mistral talking to thin air. |
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